#obey me team 45

[writing-by-mimi]

GN:MC! Un-sheeps Hc

Fandom: Obey Me!

Characters: Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzelbub.

      Summary:   In the Obey Me! Manga, Mc is a cute little sheep. (For real, if you haven't seen it, look at it. The team that put it together made Mc cute as fuck.) So what would our lovely, most eligible, Devildom men think when part of the magic oppressing Mc finally fades, but still leaves them far from normal? Humans don't have a cute little fluffy tail and a perfect set of fluffy ears...

         Adult content. Read at your own risk. Not beta read. 

    💚Satan💚

• You and him had been reading in his room. As the hours grew later, you had fallen asleep, nestled to Satans side as he leisurely finished his book and listened to your small breaths.

• He'd never admit it, but when you slept, he would pet you. Your wool was soft thanks to Asmodeus. He was told you were human...but you were merely a very well off sentitent lamb in his mind. A decent enough personality, you cared for his family...and you were almost like an allowed pet.

• He would never tell you that outloud. He knew it was wrong. That you were supposedly human... but being small, furry and almost as cute as a kitten... You'd been here for years at this point. If you were going to change, it would have happened by now. Even in the human world, you still retained your current shape. A sheep.

• Checking his D.D.D. the time read 2:45 AM. Breakfast was in a few hours, then R.A.D.. He also wanted to stop and check on the strays staying at the park... sighing, put his book on the nightstand and stretched his legs. Looking over to his side, seeing you curled up, it was adorable.

• So, he decided to be lazy. He had done it before, his brothers would complain, but you also fell asleep in their rooms too, so no real punishments were a threat.

• Snuggling into his pillow, and scooting you closer to his side, he fell asleep stroking your wool.

• His phone going off, he reached for it and silenced it, never once opening his eyes. Fuck, he should have went to bed sooner. Careful in his movements, he went to sit up, making sure not to jostle you too much. You may have slept in his room before, but he still hadn't let you see him with bed head or anything short of proper. Mainly because you were too cute and he enjoyed petting your coat...but you also hung out with Mammon...so he really needn't worry himself with such things, right?

• Was he experiencing sleep paralysis in his arm? Looking over he saw the nape of a neck.

• What?

• Taking a second, guarded glance, he slowly eyes the figure in his arm pressed to his side. The body is faced away. Moving slowly he almost forgets how to breath.

• Pact marks.

• They trail down your spine...his sets with his brothers... you really were more than the realms smartest sentient sheep...

• And you were now naked next to him...

• Satan can feel his face catch fire, redder than Leviathan has ever been. It's been literally years since he has had another in his bed. Your body was beautiful... but it didn't hold a candle to your voice

• "Mmmm, Tantan is it time to get up already?" You rolled over, mind still so full of sleep you didn't even notice your situation, arm slowly snaking around his waist so close the his cock. Voice warm and full of sleep... Oh, your voice was made for him. You would sound so wonderful to listen to as you read outloud. He could watch those lips move for hours...

• Then he sees it. His downfall.

• Ears. You have soft fluffy lamb ears... he's always been a cat man...but fuck, if you aren't giving him a reason to become equally enthusiastic about lambs...

• You let out a content sigh, nuzzling into his chest, and it happens. The nail in the coffin. Not only does he see your ears lightly bounce as the sigh leaves your very kissable lips, he feels fur moving quickly across his wrist, which means two things. The first being you even had a tail. A cute fluffy tail that most likely matched your ears...and if that were the case, the fur on his wrist meant it was your ass in his hand, and it fit perfectly.

• He had fallen asleep in his clothes last night, which was both a blessing and a curse. His erection had popped through the hole in the front of his boxers and was twitching againt his zipper, but maybe you wouldn't notice...

• He wasn't sure what to do. He had some ideas...but those were mostly lead by his morning wood. An especially dirty piece of literature at the front of his mind as his eyes took in all of your form not pressed against him. He couldn't do it...it would be wrong on so many levels...but he could wake you with a kiss. Gentle touches that would make you moan and whine in your sleep until you woke up unbearably horny with his cock out, ready and waiting, for you to take all of it.

• Maybe this was a dream? It had to be... you wouldn't suddenly, just last night...transform. It was ridiculous....but if it were a dream, with how vivid and lucid he felt...it just couldn't be. This had to be reality.

• "Satan?" Your voice was soft as you pushed yourself up, full chest on display for him and him alone, locked in his room away from the others. "Is it time to get up?" He watched as you rubbed your eyes and your ears lazily flopped on your head. He'd never forget this moment, he was sure of it.

• His heart was racing. Face heated. Thoughts of waking up to you like this for the rest of his life... he had developed a crush.

• He felt shallow, but only for a moment. You were good company. Kind, sweet to his family. Your mostly true form only made it so he wouldn't be know as some sort of animal fucker. (He could deal with the ears and tail. It was fucking adorable and he would rip anyone's arm off who begged to differ.) Perhaps he had liked you more than previously thought, but brushed it away because of your form? Whatever the case may be, it didn't change how he felt in this moment.

• He couldn't help the smirk on his face as he pushed himself up to rest on his elbows, the audible slapping sound of you covering yourself and you rolling out to the other side of his bed hiding on the floor was utterly cute. The little lamb was shy about being naked.

     "How long was I like that?! Why didn't you wake me up!" Your voice hissed as you pulled what you could for blankets off of him and his bed.

     "I tried. You sleep hard." He shrugged nonchalantly.

     "How much did you see?!" Your ears fluttering quickly, rash movements as you sulked on his floor, barely looking over his bed to him.

     "Everything." He tilted his head as his sat up fully, causing you to clench the blanket. Crawling over to the edge of his bed while shedding his overcoat and shirt, he looked down at you, face heated and trying to make yourself as hidden as possible as you averted you gaze. Holding out his dress shirt to you, he quickly pulled it away with a chuckle when you reached for it. "It's rather rude to sleep naked next to someone who could not consent. Such unruly and wild behavior." He teased as he tutted. "So I'll make you a deal, Mc. I'll forgive you, even give you the shirt off my back, all for the simple price of sitting on my lap and apologizing."

     Your angry face was cute. He couldn't take you seriously. Even as you stood and tried to take the blanket with you from his room. He had grabbed that too. "Stealing? I never would have thought you a thief." His smile held no malice as he slowly pulled you closer and closer to the side of his bed.

     "Satan, I'm not a thief or a pervert and you know it!"  You fought for more of his blanket, but it would do you no good. His grip was  much stronger than yours.

      "When your angry, your tail wags." His finger slowly trailed down your spine through the blanket, making you shiver and gasp as he held your tail tightly. "Even your big floppy ears bounce around trying to convey my sin." His other hand moved to the side of your face as he moved from his bed to stand in front of you. "I wonder if I could make your hole twitch as hard as your ears?" His voice next to your ear as his tounge slowly drug up your neck.

     You hadn't meant to whine, or even press yourself further into his touch. Every time he touched you, your skin would tingle and denying he had aroused you would be fruitless. He knew you were.

    Slowly unzipping his pants, he guided your hand to his cock. Hot, throbbing and leaking precum. You bit your lip to stifle yourself.

     "Are you ready to sit on my lap and apologize until I'm satisfied, little lamb?"

     💖Asmodeus💖

• He is in love with your sheep form. You are adorable, precious, so caring...OK, so that didn't have to do with your form...but it had to do with you, so close enough.

• You allowed him to dye your wool, treat your fur and even curl or straighten it. He even got to put ribbons and bows on you too. You were his own living, stylish dress up doll.

• It was a shame you hadn't taken human shape yet... he was so eager to see what you truly looked like! He could take you to human world spas and do so much more with you when you finally regained your form.

• You had come to his room. Sundays were the days he would do your weekly treatment and gossip with you. It was his favorite day of the week. It even beat shopping Saturday.

• The day had gone normally...until he heard you screaming from his bathroom. Throwing down his products to the floor, he ran to you. Blood icing over expecting the worst

• Except this was the best thing to ever happen to him!

• You were in his tub, (he would let you swim in it while you soaked in the bath. It was basically an Olympic pool with your tiny form. After, he would massage products in and out of your coat.) an absolute mess of arms and legs. Hair sticking to your face as you coughed and sputtered water from your lungs. Looking up to him with those big shocked eyes of yours...you were breath taking. Even soaking wet and a disheveled mess, he could see your beauty.

• Asmo just throws himself into his tub, designer clothes forgotten as he embraced you and presses a quick kiss to your cheek. "You look so cute! I couldn't help myself."

• The Avatar of Lust clinging to your naked form in his bathtub nearly made you faint. Asmo blamed the water and pulled you out, quickly getting a towel and even his pink silk robe for you to put on.

• He was so happy about your change. It opened up a world of possibilities! ...so why did you look so glum? His lips formed a frown as he approached. You held his robe down trying to cover your thighs. You...you almost looked ashamed...

• "Mc...do you not like the way you look?" His voice was soft. Heart a mere moment from breaking as you turned your face away. "I...I'll find a way to become a sheep again!" He could see the panic in your eyes. So afraid of judgement from him of all people.

• So he did the only thing he could do. Show you just how wonderful he found you and your new form.

• He slowly knelt front of you. Hands ghosting over your thighs as he looked up to you as his hands found your hips. "You really shouldn't." His hot breath carried across your thighs as his soft lips pressed slow seductive kisses to your skin.

• All you could do was look down to him, embarrassed. You even tried to step back from him only to freeze when you heard his words.

• "I've thought about this moment for years Mc. I've never jerked off to the same fantasy more than twice...but this..." His hands slowly slid his robe up your body, revealing your upper thighs, leaving your genitals covered as not to go to far to fast. (Where would be the fun in that?!) "I've thought about it a lot." He placed a small nip to the outside of your left thigh. You could feel your face heat as you locked eyes with him. His fingers tracing so close, but yet so far away from where you wanted.

• Letting out a gasp, you felt Asmodeus's warm tounge trail up to your naked hip, fingers dancing across your now exposed rear. "You even make better sounds than I imagined... would you let me see how different my fantasy and reality are?" His voice was a pur. "You know I can make you feel like no one else in this house. Even the entirety of the three realms. I'll fuck you every night like no one else and show you how much I love you, and your new body."

• His tounge was so close to your pelvis. So. Frustratingly. Close. "All you have to do is give me consent, dear. I'll show you how beautiful I find you." You could feel your new ears and tail shaking with need as you nodded to the Avatar.

• Before you can even comprehend how it happened, Asmo had you on his bed, face buried in your crotch as he hummed. His eyes never left yours, he wanted to see every cute expression your little face could make. And it would be all because of him.

• It's only when the two of you don't show up for breakfast the next day does anyone figure out what's happened.

• Mammon had been sent to retrieve the two of you, he walked in on you (he knew it was you, he saw those pact marks on yer back, okay? How could he not when his brother was fucking you like a starved porn star?) And his brother doing the nasty. He walked back and just sat at the table, shaking his head when everyone asked.

• Many more knocks were ignored and all Asmodeus did was wave from behind you as he continued to make you writhe on his bed. He didn't care if they saw, and you wouldn't even know, on account of him fucking your face into the mattress.

• He'd show you everyday just how much he loved you and your body, interruptions be damned.

     ❤Beelzelbub❤

• Sweet, wonderful Beel. You had been feeling funky all day throughout school, so he chose to skip Fangol practice to walk you home. You were easy to carry, you weighed nothing, (Which was upsetting, you should at least be a bit heavier...) and he liked how soft you were. From this angle, holding you to his chest, you facing forward, you couldn't see his blush.

• He was known for strength, brute force and an appetite that would never be satisfied

•  So the fact that you, a tiny little soft sheep loved being held in his arms made his entire life. You looked at him and saw just that, him. You didn't care about his rank, or his strength. You were unafraid of him.

• He figured it out a long time ago. He had a crush on you. The only one who knew was his brother. While Belphie was always kind and understanding...he didn't understand how he was attracted to a sheep. He explained it wasn't your looks, but who you were as a person he really cared for.

• His brother had given a soft smile, Nodding before his face fell to a frown. "Mc is a sheep, Beel...you know you can't ever be with them...right?"

• He had slept terribly that night. He knew his brother meant well, and he wasn't angry with him...it just broke his heart that his brother was right.

• He still hoped though, that you'd turn back to a human. Even Lord Diavolo said you would eventually... but after his talk with his brother it seemed like it would never happen.

• He still loves you. Cares for you, keeps you safe at school as a silent body guard, just out of your sight. It helps make him feel a bit better. That even if he can't ever really be with you...he can still protect you and care for you in his own ways.

• It's been over threes year now. You've come and gone from his life...only to return every time, unable to be away for too terribly long. The happy look on your small face as you grabbed his shin and said hello everytime melted his heart. He would pick you up immediately and give you a hug, being extra careful to squish you and your wool just a bit. The laugh you let out making him smile gently.

• He would usually hold you for hours. But the last time you returned, everyone had wanted to greet you. He frowned, but he handed you over anyway...you weren't here for just him. Pushing those feelings on you and denying you greeting his family and friends would be truly selfish, so he hands you off, regardless of how he feels.

• He hates it. That you haven't changed back by now. Even for an extended stay in the human realm, it did nothing for you, or his heart.

• So he does the only thing he can think of. He hides it. Pushes it deep down into his heart and tries to lock it up. He would rather be your best friend than do any harm and hope for something more. After all, he is just a glutton...even if you were human...what could he offer you?

• His brothers had so much they could give you...even Mammon, but him...

• He leaves the room, allowing you to greet his family. He knows your safe in there. It allows him a few moments to not worry about you so much and just...grieve? Is this what this was? His heart breaking and finally accepting his brothers words from all those years ago? He hates it, giving up...but it's for the best this way. Before his heart breaks any further. (But he is pretty sure it can't.)

• You had been back for a few months, and he had given you your space...you came around less and less. Even when visiting with Belphie, you chose anywhere but their shared bedroom.

• Maybe he was pushing you too far and you were obviously enjoying a break from his overbearing presence... the thought just depressed him more. He hadn't meant to make you feel that way.

• You weren't ignoring Beel per se... but being around him made your heart pitter-patter awfully hard in your chest. It hurt. You still hadn't changed back...and after all this time you were beginning to think you wouldn't ever...

• Beel deserved someone who had more than a little lamb body. Someone he could hold, and kiss...not be afraid to crush them in bed...plus, who would want any type of romantic relationship with a sheep?

• So everytime Beel would walk in, you found an excuse to leave. Would visit Belphie in the attic. Even changed chairs at dinner. You hated it, but because of your form it was for the better. You couldn't tell him your feelings, it would only make him feel bad...maybe even grossed out that a tiny little sheep like yourself loved him. You couldn't do that him.

• So you both carried on with heavy hearts for a few more months. Everyone had noticed, even Luke. He asked you quietly in the hall way at R.A.D. if you even still held a pact with Beelzelbub. It almost had you in tears.

• You had answered truthfully. That you were in love with the sixth-born, the Avatar of Gluttony. That you treasured his pact so completely, you'd never rid yourself of it unless Beel himself asked. You even told the small angel you were terrified of Beelzelbub knowing the truth...because something so gross and strange as a sheep loving him could be the straw that broke the camels back... You held back tears at the thought of Beelzelbub wanting out of your bond and excused yourself quickly. Making your way down the stairs as fast as your tiny form would allow.

• Beel was headed for his fifth period class when he heard it. Someone crying coming down the stairs. He chose to stop, he'd glance that they were physically okay, and give them privacy by staring over the banister like he didn't have a care in the world.

• A small scream caused him to turn quickly, a form falling down the steps just a few stairs above him. Moving quickly. He managed to catch the figure before they hit the stairs, throwing his arm out to catch the banister, making sure you both didn't roll down the rest of the staircase.

• "Are you alright?" Beels baritone voice gently asked as he looked away. He didn't know why this student was naked, but it was rude to stare. Whoever it was, he had put himself between them and the stairs.

• "B-beel?"

• The voice was warm, inviting. Smooth like honey. Whoever it was sounded nice enough, but it also sounded as if they knew him. Only his family and friends, and a few select Fangol teammates ever called him Beel.

• Curiosity got the better of him, it could only be a handful of people. Except the eyes look down to his face were ones he didn't recognize.

• "I'm me..." Okay?...so your name was me? Who was he to judge...although it was odd. "Beel...I'm finally me now."

• In an instant, the pieces click into place, and he hopes, begs any entity with the abilities to make it you. That it was you.

• "Mc?" He takes the chance and guesses. Watching a smile take over such a pretty face as you nodded.

• Looking down to see more of you, he quickly is reminded that your naked. He rips his eyes away. A small flush to his cheeks as he maneuvers to get both himself and you up. He quickly took his coat off and tied it around you. Picking you up, he rushed to the nearest empty room and closed the door behind him.

• He had so many questions...was it really, truly you? Was it permanent? Was he being punished? Would you just turn back into a sheep once he told you he loved you for so long? Would you think him a freak for loving you while you were a sheep? Would you-

• "Beel..." Your voice seems so close to breathless, standing pressed into his side. He finally gets a decent look at you.

• Your more than he ever thought you would be. Completely perfect from head to toe. It's like you were made for just for him...

• He can't resist anymore. He's been hungry to taste your lips for years. He knows he should ask, but he doesn't, he can't. It's as if he is a man possessed as he continues to kiss your lips and taste your tounge. Gasp and moans as your arms wrap around his waist just spur him on. He wouldn't stop now unless you asked him. This was his chance to show you, to tell you how much he loved you. Even if you turned back into a sheep, he atleast told you while you were human, so you wouldn't think him a freak.

• "I want to date you, Mc." His lips travel down your neck quickly, sucking dark hickies onto your skin. "I want to hold you, to be with you until the end." His voice was rough as he squeezed your hips, feeling the warmth of your skin through his jacket. "I want to fuck you." He admitted, grinding his cock into your thigh. "I've wished for so long you'd be human."

• You tell him your sorry as you grip his shirt tightly. That you liked him so much as well, but you couldn't bring yourself to let him down. He only answer is more kisses as he grunts, rutting against your leg.

• "I need to show you. Taste you." The Beel you knew and loved had taken a backseat to a Beelzelbub hungry to pysically express all of his feelings in a way his words just can't, and it tickles you pink.

• Your nails are digging into his back as he continues to thrust into you, mouth never leaving your body for more than a second. "I'll finally get to taste how happy I can make you." His words are grunts as he rinds that spot that makes your eyes roll back in your head and legs turn to jelly. He doesn't stop until he is sure you've cum. He pulls out of you, but just long enough to thrust his fingers deep inside of you. The sight of Beel tasting your cum as he started to fuck you again drives you wild.

• His hips are stuttering as his grunts become more of a growl, his demonic form changing his form while you lay beneath him, at his mercy. One of ypur hands scratch up his back, causing him to hiss and thrust harder as you move to grip one of his horns.

• Beels strong hands and rough fucking leaves you bruised, but completely satisfied as you laid on his chest. "I love you, Beel. It's why I stayed away...I just-" He silences you with a kiss. "Date me." You softly kiss the side of his jaw and nod. "Yes."

• He cleans you up, fixes his coat on you (its massive, hes built as fuck and tall as hell...) and takes you back home, his hand in yours the whole way. He had wanted to carry you, but the excitement of being able to walk on human feet trumped him. It was okay though, he had the rest of your lives to carry you when he pleased. He wasn't sure what he could offer you, all he knew is he would do what ever it took to show you he cared.

Taglist is being horrible and not letting me tag. I will amend it when it allows!

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[kseniyache]

Shallura (ShiroxAllura), 45

Hi, Anon! Thanks for the request. It was fun to write. Enjoy! ***

Shiro clenched his fists — Allura was just a stubborn girl sometimes!

“I said it was too dangerous and you wouldn't fly.”

“You're not in charge here, Shiro!”

Allura was standing in front of him, and her whole appearance expressed indignation. Her eyes were burning. Her full lips were slightly parted, and her cheeks were flushed. Shiro stepped back a little, feeling all his anger go away. He was just too worried about her. Now — much more than before, because the feelings that flared up suddenly clouded his mind. No matter how hard he tried to be cold-blooded.

For the last few foebs, they shared not only the responsibility for the team, but also the bed. They had a reconnaissance mission tomorrow, but Shiro absolutely did not want Allura to fly with them, and she flatly refused to stay in the Castle if there was even a slim chance of finding traces of the Altean survivors.

“I didn't aim for it. But the Black lion chose me and recognized me as the leader, which means I have a voice.”

Shiro knew he was being selfish. He knew that if Allura stayed in the Castle, she would be relatively safe. But if she goes on a mission with them, she will be at risk. And if so, his head will be preoccupied with worrying about her, and not looking for the right decisions.

“Shiro, I have to fly, don’t you understand?”

Her expression suddenly changed, she pressed her hands to her chest.

“Allura…”

He understood her perfectly, but the fear of losing her was stronger.

“Shiro, please let me…”

She took a couple of steps towards him, forcing him to step back a little until he bumped his hip on the table. Allura wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him to her.

“I will obey you,” she whispered between kisses, “honestly. Please… I don’t want to argue…”

Her words, but mostly her touch, the warm body, so pliable in his arms, the gentle lips, equally exciting and soothing him… He just didn’t have a chance. Shiro gave in under her pressure, unable to resist her feminine power over him.

He ran his hands through her hair, deftly pulling out the pins while she pulled off his uniform. They spun around the room, not breaking away from each other for a moment, bumping in furniture. Shiro almost fell, tripping over a chair, and Allura laughed softly.

“Damn,” he swore, continuing to rid Allura of the uniform.

“I like it when you say some earth words,” she purred, pushing him further towards the bed.

Allura was strong, so Shiro hit the wall very sensitively under her onslaught.

“Oops…” she mumbled.

“You want to disable me?” Shiro asked, pulling her to him.

“Not before we use the bed for its intended purpose,” she whispered, jumping on him and wrapping her legs around his waist.

Shiro grabbed her by the hips. He walked as carefully as possible so as not to fall, and still lost his balance by the bed and fell on the pink bedspread. Allura sat on top of him. She was breathing heavily. Her eyes were burning, but fortunately for Shiro, not from anger. He drew her to him, pulling her into a kiss and turning over so that he was on top.

“Don’t think I’m going to give in to you now, Allura.”

“I don't think you’ll give in,” she replied, and before kissing him, she added, “I know you’ll give in.”

Shiro shook his head—she was incredible.

“We can get back to our argument later,” she murmured, running her fingers over his bare shoulders.

He laughed softly, “Of course, I shouldn’t have sacrificed my knee in the fight with the chair for nothing.”

“Oh, no, it wasn’t not for nothing,” Allura replied, pulling her faithful Black Paladin to her again.

#shallura #voltron #vld #fanfic #vld fanfic #shiro x allura

[popitdontdropitwrites]

💉I wanna introduce my tf2 oc Kristoph🕊

I can’t draw, someone else drew him a long time ago but I’ve forgotten the artists @ and can’t remember for the life of me 💀 I’m very sorry I will remember

Some stuff about him:

He/him

Trans and bi (but he oftentimes prefers men)

Getting on a bit (45)

Hideously tall

Blue eyes, black hair (greying at the sides), permanent deranged eye bags,

(secretly) sadistic, authoritative and domineering, in that fun, flamboyant sort of way but there’s a sweet side to him, one he keeps hidden which is just as eccentric as him

Loves bloodshed (though he prefers to keep that quiet), reading, his doves, sweets (he keeps that quiet too), and is guilty of the occasional bubble bath… as a treat

Despises tardiness, physical weakness, filth and poor grooming/dirty appearance (he will insist on preening the person if they will not do so for themselves, a strange habit, but one that must be appeased or else)

Obsessed with perfection and for this reason, he is heralded as an excellent doctor, as he works tirelessly to cure his teammates’ every ailment and to improve their performance on the field however he can. He constructs elaborate and often disturbingly extreme procedures to dramatically improve the fitness and strength of his fellow men, which they turn down more often than not. He remains rather controlled for a medic and respects their wishes, though he has to fight the urge to “fix” them against their will.

This obsession is not limited to just his team and often, in the late hours of the night, all matter of horrid shrieks and cries are heard from Kristoph’s lab. He refuses to disclose the details of these experiments to those who ask, though many suspect that he is in fact, experimenting on himself.

He fantasises of a lab partner just as willing and eager as him to partake in his experimental body (and mind) altering procedures, Perhaps this partner would recognise his work not as an ungodly mistake, but as progress.

Afflicted with dark compulsions and thoughts that aren’t quite his own. He rarely obeys them, but when he does, feels guilty, despite the relief and short lived rush it provides.

Refuses to remove the medi-mask, no matter the situation or the person requesting he do so, for reasons best left unsaid… for now. (Let’s just say it’s not for fashion.)

In private, he rarely removes the mask. But when he does it’s in his room or outside, late into the night. He enjoys it on an unspeakably bittersweet level, whether it is more bitter than sweet is hard to say. But what is certain is that it often has unwanted, bloody consequences.

He finds an odd comfort in cold, sterile settings and medical equipment, almost as if he is at home there. Although there is a faint melancholy to it perceptible to only the sharpest gaze.

(I’m sure there’s more but I will edit this later to have more, please ask me questions about him it’ll make me very happy and I might just reveal more about him!)

I wanna rp as him or write about him or both

#tf2 #medic #tf2 medic #medic tf2 #team fortress 2 #oc #tf2 oc #tf2 oc medic #medic oc #team fortress 2 oc #kristophhumboldt #popitdontdropitoc

[devildom-doll]

Explaining the Commotion of AX2022

Some don’t really know the context of this so I will give my firsthand experience with what happened. Hehhhhhh….

The commotion had to do with the autograph tickets for the Obey Me Boys:

The staff was probably not expecting so many people but…

This was the amount of people at the booth on Day 3 at AX. There were a lot more behind me when I took this as well.

We actually thought there was a line but there was another line heading in our direction being just as confused as us.

Staff looked rather stressed and I felt pretty bad, cuz they were telling people to move out the way for the rest of the Exhibit Hall but we didn’t want to loose our spot in the “line”.

Essentially we were playing musical chairs for whenever the booth was gonna hand out the tickets.

Apparently, about 75 tickets were going to be given out, and clearly that wasn’t enough. (I found out about this later and I had a hissy fit in the panel line, not really, I was just pissed and shocked, pishoked if you will).

Anyway, I left before they gave this announcement (I just knew there was no chance of me getting it), but they postponed the giveaway.

I don’t think anyone knew when they were coming back but plenty of us either left or gone to wait at the line for the panel.

So, this was outside the convention… Plenty of us were already at the panel line.

I was with a fellow MC cosplayer and her friend, her friend got out the line to hopefully get a ticket for her but turns out, the line to get the tickets was already long when he got there.

Surprise surprise, tickets sold out. Plenty came back defeated cuz of it, but for a good reason that were revealed days later:

Scalpers. This was a rumor I was skeptical at first but it turned out to be true. At the cosplay gathering I overheard someone saying that a man tried to sell them an autograph ticket for $300. There was even a rumor that someone tried selling the autographs they got on eBay but I could find anything. (Must have been an actual rumor)

(Haven’t Confirmed) No RAD profile was given:

So it goes: Because the tickets were not given by the staff, anyone could have gotten the tickets (aka scalpers).

I don’t have confirmation mind you, it would be nice if someone who actually got the tickets can confirm if this was the case. If you had to show your RAD profile.

One of the first things they did at the panel was apologize for the commotion. The team says that next year it’ll be better managed, so there is that.

Then this was posted on their social media later on.

That’s about it I believe, if there is more I shall update ( ._.)

Extra Stuff:

💕 Personal opinion: I don’t think 1 DV is enough as compensation…? I’d really like to know if that’s valid or if I’m just being ungrateful.

💕 There is a Premier Fan Badge at Anime Expo (essentially a VIP badge) that can give people access to the Exhibit Hall (where the booth was at) earlier than regular attendees. For regular attendees, it opens at 9:45 am ish.

If the Commotion didn’t happen, I think the number 1 complaint would be that the people with the money would have gotten them first, so it would be unfair for us regular attendees.

💕 Before the Panel

💕 Side Characters showing up in the first episode Live Reaction

💕 Me actually meeting some of the Boys

💕 Panel Recordings

I still got content so I might post more of it soon ( .~.)…

#I actually had a good time in the end #few complaints but not enough that it was awful #staff was actually really nice bless them #the obey me boys BLESS THEM #obey me #obey me shall we date #shall we date #obey me anime expo

[casspurrjoybellbittner]

Wreckless - Shaken... not Stirred

*Warning Adult Content*

Finnegan

I spend most of Saturday in Zoom meetings and on the cell-phone.

By six p.m. I realize that as much as I hate it... I won't be going to Emmett's tomorrow.

I call and he says he understands when I tell him I have a big project due Monday but I know he's hurt.

Same, except I'm also not and that's the problem.

He says to call tomorrow if anything changes and I promise to but even though I want nothing more than to go over there for an hour, it wouldn't be quick.

We'd have mind-blowing sex and then we'd eat and cuddle and he'd take such good care of me that I wouldn't be able to leave.

That can't happen.... I don't even make time for mass on Sunday but my father calls later in the afternoon.

He wants an update which he more than deserves but since I'm expressly going against his wishes... I'm not sure what to say.

No, things aren't quite wrapped up here.

No, I don't need him to call the moving company... I'll handle it when I'm ready.

Yes, I know I have to give the apartment office one weeks notice.

Of course I'll get the car cleaned before I return it, especially since I dropped some fries in it earlier this week.

It's not like I've never done this before.

He thinks I'm stressed from the fire.. I am.

He wants to make sure I know that no one blames me and I shouldn't think I could have done something... I know.

They're thinking of me and love me... Same.

My team pulls together and by Sunday evening we have two bids cleared by the lawyers and ready to go.

Monday morning I sleep in a bit and then drive down to personally hand deliver our bids.

I call that afternoon to find out when we'll hear anything and the news knocks me over.... Three weeks.

It will be three weeks... What am I going to do with myself for three weeks?

The answer is obvious... go home.

I call Emmett and he says he'll be home by 6:30 p.m.

That's a bit late for him but it's been over a week since we spent actual quality time together so I'll be patient... Well, I'll try.

I plan on giving him until seven o'clock so I don't pounce on him as soon as he gets home but I pull up at 6:45 and can't stand the thought of waiting in my car.

I knock on his door.

He looks tired but smiles at me.

"Hey darling, get in here."

I obey gladly.

"I'm just starting dinner, can you stay?"

I haven't had decent food in days.

"Yeah, that would be great."

"So, mission complete? Project finished?" he asks.

He doesn't know the specifics but it's kind of him to ask.

"Submitted. Now I have to wait three weeks to hear back."

I sit at the table in the kitchen and he brings me over a drink.

"Thanks."

He pulls stuff out of the fridge and I try to figure out what he's going to make.

"I don't want to assume but does the whole lack of a factory and this three week timeline mean that you get some time off? Or is it on to the next project?"

I wasn't sure how I was going to bring this up but he's given me the perfect opportunity...  I hate the words I'm about to say. 

"It means I'm in limbo and I should head back to Michigan until they decide."

"Oh. Right. You mentioned going back," his voice is eerily calm and I can't get a read on him.

What is he thinking?

"Will you be coming back to Baltimore?"

This is the hard part.

"I want to."

"But?"

"It probably depends on what happens in three weeks, Emmett. I'm sorry."

If I get one of the contracts I'll have some bargaining room with my father and the board and will do everything I can to convince them to change their minds.

If I don't... there's nothing I can do.

I'm the vice-president until my father retires and I will go and do what he and the board think I should.

There will be another factory to open, other deals to make, other products to develop.

"I want to come back."

"That's nice but it doesn't mean much, apparently. You know, with all your money you'd think..."

"What?"

"It's just that your money sure does buy nice stuff but it doesn't seem to be buying you much happiness or freedom. What's the point if you can't use it for stuff that really matters?"

He's right, money comes with strings and there are lots of things it can't buy but...

"It'll buy plane tickets, we can see each other."

He sort of grunts at me.

"Yeah, sure. Hope you like stir-fry."

"I do... I love it."

He's thawing some shrimp which is definitely one of my favorites.

This will be good.... And it is... It's stuffed full of perfectly good vegetables, the rice is perfectly cooked and the sauce is great.

We're almost finished when he asks...

"When are you leaving?"

"I have to pack up the apartment and return my car so probably Wednesday?"

I could get it all done tomorrow if I had to but I don't really have to.

Besides, it means one more evening with Emmett.

"Can I stay tonight?"

He looks at me, hard, stares until I almost break down.

"Maybe it's best if you don't. Besides, all your stuff is at your place, right?"

Oh. Okay.

"Um, maybe tomorrow?"

"I'm working late, sorry. I hope you have a safe trip back home, Finnegan. I had a wonderful time, really. I can't even tell you how much."

He doesn't have to, I know.

He's giving me the brush off but how can I blame him when I'm the one leaving?

"I did too. This isn't the end of us, Emmett, I hope it isn't."

"Sometimes it's best to move on, Finnegan. Hanging onto the past just hurts. I'll wait three weeks. If you can come back and stay, I'd really like that darling. If not, well, it is what it is."

He stands up and takes both of our plates to the sink.

I think it's time for me to go while I can still see through the tears that are forming.

I've been kicking myself since he walked out the door that night.

He practically threw himself at my feet and admitted that he needed me which is always hard for him.

He was exhausted and desperate for some love and attention and care and all I could manage to offer him was a meal.

I'd already shut down and put us in a box in the back of my closet and I couldn't bring myself to torture either of us with another amazing night.

Part of me hoped he'd change his mind.

That he'd call me Tuesday saying he couldn't do it, he didn't want to leave me and then beg my forgiveness for making me feel like I didn't really matter to him.

I had this fairy-tale ending in my head where he moved in here and we were a happy 'little' family.

Little... even that doesn't make me smile.

He's been gone for two weeks.

He's sent a few texts, letting me know he was home safe and that he was thinking of me.

I responded but kept my distance because it hurts.

Thinking about him makes me ache in all sorts of ways and probably will for awhile.

Everything at home reminds me of him.

The stupid, adorable towels that he sent are in my linen closet.

I have his tiny sheep undies because they were in the laundry and I haven't even reclaimed his drawer yet.

His bendy cups and Spiderman cup are in my cupboard. 

I can barely stand to spend time on my couch, honestly.

We watched movies, snuggled and fucked on that couch.

The problem is that he's everywhere, my kitchen and bed included.

I can't even do laundry without thinking about him.

So I've been spending a lot of time at the bowling alley and work, hitting the gym more than I have in months and doing everything I can think of to avoid going home.

Peter has been staring at me all morning but he probably thinks I haven't noticed.

Please.

I survived for years in war zones by paying attention.

No, we all paid attention... I just got lucky.

"You and Finnegan want to come over this weekend?"

That's a hard question but it's time to come out with it.

I guess I just assumed that Finnegan had told Tristan.

"He went back to Michigan."

"Oh. Well that explains a lot. How long is he gone for?"

It does? Am I that bad? Maybe.

"Probably forever."

That gets his attention and he walks over.

"What? What happened?"

It's a long story but it all boils down to the fact that...

"He was never supposed to stay."

He just left sooner than I thought he would.

"But you two are so good together. My God... I almost left Tristan in Michigan when I came here. Can't believe I was so stupid. I thought we were too new so I didn't ask him to come. Did you ask him to stay, Emmett?"

"It wouldn't have changed anything. He's waiting to hear news about some, some thing and if it comes through he might be back. I don't really know how it all works but he didn't sound all that optimistic."

"Are you thinking about going there?"

Huh?

"To Michigan?"

No, why would I?

For Finn, of course but my whole life is here, just like his is there, except it's not.

He'd be leaving for months or years at a time to go open new factories and then what?

I'd just hang around and wait for him in Michigan?

No thank you.

"Yeah, it's not bad. Winters are tough but you two can come up with ways to stay warm."

Yeah. Not happening.

"He didn't invite me... he mentioned a visit but not... anything else."

He throws his hands up in the air but he's just goofing off.

"It's like you're not even listening to me."

I know he's trying to help but...

"We're not you and Tristan. It's complicated. Our dynamic is... it's unusual."

"So's ours. Just hate to see you moping around and upset, Emmett. Offer for this weekend is still open, it would probably be good for you to get out."

It would be.

"Can I let you know tomorrow?"

"Sure. And I'll have Tristan give Finnegan a call, see if he can weasel out some info for you."

That's not necessary but nothing I say will stop him.

Tristan will call once he finds out Finnegan's gone whether Peter has anything to do with it or not.

I can't imagine Tristan letting that one go.

A car pulls in and it saves me from answering and luckily the rest of the afternoon is busy.

Busy is very good lately.

[seekfirst-community]

The following reflection is courtesy of Don Schwager © 2023. Don's website is located at Dailyscripture.net

Meditation: Do you seek the Lord Jesus with expectant faith? No one who sought Jesus out was refused his help. Even the untouchables and the outcasts of Jewish society found help in him. Unlike the people of Jesus' time who fled at the sight of a leper, Jesus touched the leper who approached him and he made him whole and clean. Why was this so remarkable? Lepers were outcasts of society. They were driven from their homes and communities and left to fend for themselves. Their physical condition was terrible as they slowly lost the use of their limbs and withered away. They were not only shunned but regarded as "already dead" even by their relatives. The Jewish law forbade anyone from touching or approaching a leper, lest ritual defilement occur.

This leper did something quite remarkable. He approached Jesus confidently and humbly, expecting that Jesus could and would heal him. Normally a leper would be stoned or at least warded off if he tried to come near a rabbi. Jesus not only grants the man his request, but he demonstrates the personal love, compassion, and tenderness of God in his physical touch. The medical knowledge of his day would have regarded such contact as grave risk for incurring infection. Jesus met the man's misery with compassion and tender kindness. He communicated the love and mercy of God in a sign that spoke more eloquently than words. He touched the man and made him clean - not only physically but spiritually as well.

How do you approach those who are difficult to love, or who are shunned by others because they are deformed or have some defect? Do you show them kindness and offer them mercy and help as Jesus did? The Lord is always ready to show us his mercy and to free us from whatever makes us unclean, unapproachable, or unloving towards others.

"Lord Jesus, inflame my heart with your love and make me clean and whole in body, mind, and spirit. May I never doubt your love nor cease to tell others of your mercy and compassion."

The following reflection is from One Bread, One Body courtesy of Presentation Ministries © 2023.

socially acceptable?

“ ‘Not a word to anyone, now,’ He said. ‘Go off and present yourself to the priest.’ ” —Mark 1:44

The leper in today’s Gospel wanted social acceptance. Jesus offered this social acceptance by commanding him to show himself to the priests (Mk 1:44). Thus healed by Jesus and pronounced clean by the priests, the leper could fully and officially integrate himself back into Jewish society. Yet he apparently wanted to establish his own social acceptance, and so he disobeyed Jesus’ command by publicizing “the whole matter” and “making the story public” (Mk 1:45).

Jesus offered a superior social acceptance through the priest’s official declaration of the healing. However, the former leper disobeyed, and Jesus had to pay the price of having to live in desert places (Mk 1:45).

In social media, people look for affirmation and friendship. This is understandable. Nonetheless, Jesus has a better plan (see Heb 11:40). He plans to make you His partner (see Heb 3:14).

Becoming a partner with Jesus is worth losing everything. Would you obey Jesus even if it meant losing some friends? Gain the Lord and gain all the acceptance you need (Phil 3:8-9).

Prayer:  Father, may I never try to establish my own righteousness, but instead seek only that righteousness which comes from living in Jesus (Mt 6:33).

Promise:  “We have become partners of Christ only if we maintain to the end that confidence with which we began.” —Heb 3:14

Praise:  St. Marguerite Bourgeoys was born in France and, in 1653, courageously traveled to the colony of Quebec. She established a school in a horse stable, sacrificing worldly comforts to teach religion to the local children.

Reference:  (This teaching was submitted by a member of our editorial team.)

Rescript:  "In accord with the Code of Canon Law, I hereby grant the Nihil Obstat for the publication One Bread, One Body covering the time period from December 1,2022 through January 31,2023. Reverend Steve J. Angi, Chancellor, Vicar General, Archdiocese of Cincinnati, Cincinnati, Ohio April 12, 2022"

The Nihil Obstat ("Permission to Publish") is a declaration that a book or pamphlet is considered to be free of doctrinal or moral error. It is not implied that those who have granted the Nihil Obstat agree with the contents, opinions, or statements

[exoticindia]

Corbett National Park Experiences

I have been to Corbett National Park many times as a group leader, birding guide and naturalist. Taking care of 11 to 16 overseas guests was not easy. They were in a foreign land, and needed extra care and warmth. Which I delivered. I had help from a local birder, and trips were smooth.     

The focus was on birding, but that was not the end since everyone wanted at least on look at the tiger. So I had a double task at hand, and it was need of the hour to succeed. Tigers were hard to come by in those days a decade back, and I was facing a great challenge. 

There was one German group very eager to see the striped cat, I remember, and they were pressing me to come up with one. 

Corbett tiger landscape is a true heaven with amazing panoramic grandeur of the Himalayan Foothills or Terai as it is known in Hindi. The euphoria sets in as soon as you reach Ram Nagar. This is where our hotel Tiger Camp was situated and we reached there from New Delhi after many fruitful birding stops. I was lucky to see a red necked falcon on that trip for the first time.       

Ramnagar is a busy town situated right on the edge of Corbett Tiger Reserve’s buffer zone. This is where at Sunderkhal a man eating tigress had killed a women. And we birded there with great caution moving in groups all along. We stayed a day at Tiger Camp and went bird watching at a few chosen stops like Mohaan, Garjiya Temple, Sitavani, Kosi River Bank, Kumeria and Marchula. 

We could sight the Ibis Bill, Little Forktail, Nepal Wren, Long Billed Thrush  among many wonderful avian. Our next stop was Dhikala Complex with loads of grasslands, dense forests, Ram Ganga River and the famous crocodile pool. Dhikala Complex is where Jim Corbet Stayed during his tours to kill man eaters. Behind the complex is famous Dhikala Chaur a tall elephant grassland that stretches over 11km. Here you can see wild elephants, hog deer and the tiger from the complex.   

The birding experiences were fantastic but the the big cat was missing. On the last day, I requested the group for a tiger stop in between. They all agreed. So as I was moving in one jeep along the Ram Ganga River I heard an alarm call on top of the hillock next to us. “Stop!”

  The perplexed driver did as he was told. The alarm cry was  that of the Sambar Deer, least to be frightened by other animals except the big cats. As we stopped, I saw a herd of spotted deer scampering along in the opposite direction across the river and vanish into the dense canopy.  

That’s It ! I told the driver not to move an inch, and requested the guests to sit absolutely still without making any noise. By this time all the five jeeps had rolled down, and I told the drivers not to move and stay quiet.  

And then nothing happened for a long time. I could see frustration creeping in. We had waited for over 45 minutes the forest was quite as usual. Am I going to lose my job? “What are we waiting for?  A guest asked me as politely as he could.  

“The tiger,” I whispered losing confidence, but I was sure the striped cat was in between us and the river bank hidden in dense canopy under a tree perhaps. I was taking a risk as I was wasting precious birding time. The guest sat quiet but perplexed, and the drivers were getting impatient. Worst, there were no birds around. Everything was still and quiet. Anyway, I stuck to my order, and the impatient drivers obeyed. 

After what seemed an eternity, we saw a troupe of rhesus macaques heading towards us. Eager as usual, I signaled the guests to get the camera ready. I knew that the monkeys will head straight toward the tiger or the leopard whatever was hiding near us. It happened, and to my relief irritated by raucous alarm cries the tiger came out. It was walking parallel to us. The sight was mesmerizing, and the guests forgot to shoot (camera). Anyway on our last tiger trip the big cat had been sighted. The guests were stunned, and I was their hero till the end of the birding safari. Elated I asked the team to head straight to the rest house but drive slowly. We saw another tiger near the rest house as I had predicted a day earlier. This time one guest could photograph the tiger with its head hidden behind a tree. ha!           

#corbetttigerreserve corbetttigersafari corbettnationalpark #Youtube

[heksedatteren]

im love them,,,,,

#team 45 #obey me game #obey me fanart #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #asmo keeps playing w satans boa and if it hadnt been for the guaranteed drama afterwards satan would have put him through the wall

[mdmakki]

PICKING UP DRUNK HQ BOYS!!

line up: matsukawa issei, kyotani kentarou, aran ojiro, iwaizumi hajime

warnings: alcohol consumption(by the boys), fluff, slight swearing, smoking(issei's).

things to know: set in timeskip!

note: nother repost:) enjoy as always! <3

suunemi 2022. reblogs and feedback are greatly appreciated <3. do not repost/modify or recommend me on tiktok.

ISSEI stood outside the booming bar alone-his friends either still inside or doing business in a bush a few feet away- with his half empty glass of vodka and coke, makki's malibu and coke in the other and a lit cigarette between his slightly chapped lips. he tried to focus on the message you had sent him but those 4 shots were really getting to him now. just as he brought the phone closer to his face he heard a voice that made his ears perk. "issei! what are you doing? i told you to get in the car 5 minutes ago, i've been watching you stand there like an idiot for ages." the tan male can't help but chuckle for no real reason when he sees you stomping over to him. "my bad hunny bun," he starts with his infamous smirk and a stumble in his step as he walks towards you, "i was waiting for our lover, you see" issei tells you while his arms fall onto your shoulders, pulling you to his chest. "our lover? do i even need to ask who that i-" "oh loverbirds~! i hope you didn't forget about me!" how could you ever forget that voice. turning to face "your' lover, you see -an even drunker than issei- makki falling towards you two while trying to buckle his belt. "of course we didn't forget you baby!" your boyfriend pulls you to his best friend enveloping you all in a group hug. "you should've joined us (y/n), we got fucked up!" you could smell the pure alcohol as hanamaki yelled in your ear. "well how about you both join me in the car, yeah?" "whoop afterparty!" the pink haired one shouts. "ooh car sexy time" the darker haired one mumbles.

KYOTANI usually only went to the bar if you were by his side, but somehow he got roped into a boys night with the old seijoh team and had a few or more than he anticipated. "uhh, b-baby?" he stuttered with a fake confidence. “ken? what is it? wait, are you still not home?" hearing your groogy voice tern stern was exactly what kentarou was afraid of. many people thing the big bad mad dog has worn the pants in your long term relationship, but ever since your younger years it's like you've had him on a leash, obeying your every command and backing away from trouble with a call of his name. "oh um, yeah i am. the boys, th-they i mean, we kinda got carried away." the silence was nearly louder than the music he's been surrounded by all night. "ken, do you know what time it is, my love?" you ask softly. “it's, it is uh-“like a trained puppy he pulled the phone away from his ear to see the time flash at him, making the colour drain from his face. "oh, it is 2:45 am," he heard you hum and some shuffling in the background. "and are you calling me to come pick you up at 2:45 in the morning?" kyotani found himself chucking to try break the ice, something his sober self would face palm at while watching himself. "whaaat, not at all heh, i was just calling to saayy. that i, love you a whole bunch and would love to see your pretty face right now" deafening silence again. "mmhh, i'll be there in 10 minutes, okay?" "yes ma'am"

ARAN always made sure you got into your bed safe and cleaned up with a glass of water on your bedside table every time you went out and drank a bit too much. oh how the tables have turned on your lover. he was currently in the passenger seat of your car giggling to himself~just after hanging out the window to wave goodbye to the twins and suna- the radio playing whatever you had on. "you okay over there?" you asked after getting a glimmer of his head falling limp, maybe he fell asl-" "i'm doing great babe! never been better!" definitely not getting to sleep anytime soon. the rest of the drive consisted of aran's hand dancing along your thigh and then moving to "groove' with the rest of his body as he sung along to "dance wiv me by dizzie rascal' once you got him out of the car and carried him in the door and straight to your bed, you moved to get him out of his sweaty clothes. "ohhh 'scuse me, didn't know this is what we're doing" your boyfriend wiggled his brows while smirking at you above him. "it's not what we're doing sweetheart, i'm not letting you sleep in those sweaty clothes in my fresh sheets" you told him with a kiss to his warm cheek and continued to unbutton his shirt, strip him of his jeans and put a pair of shorts up his legs. you thought he was rather quite during the routine so when you looked up to hear snoring you were more than suprised. you were rather confused on where you were gonna sleep as aran was sideways taking up the whole bed.

IWAIZUMI was usually the designated driver every time him and the boys went out, so tonight, as any one would, he decided to let loose for once. not the best decision he's made. as it's now turning 3 in the morning and mattsun and oikawa are either side of your usually level headed boyfriend—who was now looking like a corpse—trying to haul him into your car. "we had to get him home, he tried to fight some chicks boyfriend cause he thought they were you," mattsun explained while huffing. "ah i see, was she at least good looking?" waiting for an answer oikawa chimes in; "eh i'd hit it» "oh well then that's oka-" "with the lights off, and covers on." the three of you stand while you and mattsun stare at oikawa with a shared expression. "what?! they asked for an input and i gave it" oikawa huffed with a pout. "well anyway, i think me and the party animal should get going." telling the two as you circle the car to the driver side. "yep good idea, now we gotta haul a cab for strawberry shortcake over here." was the last hajime heard until he started grumbling from the couch you left him at in your living room."(y/n)? where ar- where are you?' iwa could barely understand himself but he kept calling out for you until he seen your figure enter the room with his favourite water bottle and a pair of sweatpants. "well hello my sleeping beauty, how's that head feeling?" all he could do was muffle out a response before trying to free himself from last nights clothes that he ended up sleeping in. "how come i didn't even get changed or go to our room last night?" his confusion only made you laugh into your palm. "well maybe because you thought i, first, was a burglar trying to steal your clothes, and then second, you thought that i was some other girl and the boys put you in the wrong car as a prank, so you wouldn't leave the couch until you passed out again." when you finally finished what soundedlike a shit show of a night hajime's face was in his hands and you could barely make out his response. “never, ever let me drink, ever a- fucking-gain."

#📧—dear diary #📮—haikyuu works #❤️‍🔥—HEY [ISSEI] BABY! #❤️‍🔥—HEY [IWA] BABY! #❤️‍🔥—HEY [ARAN] BABY! #❤️‍🔥—HEY [KENTAROU] BABY! #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu headcanons #matsukawa x reader #aran x reader #iwaizumi x reader #kyotani headcanons #kyotani x reader #aran ojiro x reader #iwaizumi headcanons #matsukawa headcanons #mattsun x reader

[goddess-evelle]

We are here for you

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Poly dream team x fm y/n

Okay so y/n is having a really bad week like really really bad, and when she gets home to the boys she has like the biggest mental breakdown, she throws things, she shouts a whole load of crap, once she is done shouting and breaking things she hudles in a ball and starts crying.

The boys try to calm her down while also dogging all the things she is throwing they try yelling her name but she can't hear them since she in like her 'own little world'. They leave her for a bit and they have a little talk to try and figure out what happened to her.

By the time she has calmed down she talks to the boys and it turn into a really heartwarming cute ass fluff.

Please can you do this pleaseeee😖

Warnings: Just fluffy

Dream team x fem reader

Okay, so I am not the best at writing fluff, but I gave it a try. <3

Your head banged on the table in front of you. You just got home from college. Your professor had given yet another essay. You were so tired of written essays. You had 5 essays to do, and while you had 2 of them started; they were so much trouble to write. You just wanted to lay in bed for 5 minutes minimum; you just needed to close your eyes for 5 minutes. You had been working so much; barely sleeping so that you could take advantage of the few hours the night provided. Your mind had been too busy thinking of themes to write about. The professor really thought that having a book helped; that only mad you want to slap him. Of course, it’s easier with a book; if he hadn’t given 3 books for 3 of the essays. The problem was that your other 2 professors thought the same thing giving you 2 more books to do the other two essays. You rolled your eyes as you tried to think of how to start the essay. Your eyes lighted up as a thought ran through your mind. Your hands moved quickly on the keyboard as you chased the idea squeezing the juice, and writing as much as you could. Your mind flowed as you wrote for what felt like hours. Your hands becoming numb by the time you finished.

You let out a sigh as you stretched limbs separating as your bones cracked. You looked at the hour 5:45 am you hadn’t even realized it was that early; you started at 11:13 pm working on the essay, so naturally you were a little tired, but you knew better than going to sleep. Thanks to those extra hours you were able to complete two essays which meant you only needed to finish two more, and you would be free to do whatever you wanted. You headed to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. However, when you reached the kitchen; the boys were standing right next to the coffee maker. You try to breathe as a you try to relax; spending many hours in front of the computer had given you a migraine. You close your eyes tightly as you gulped making your way to the coffee maker. Before you could even touch it; George’s hand came to stop you.

“You can’t just drink coffee all day; you have to sleep” George starts, and you can only roll your eyes. You didn’t have time for this; you just wanted to finish your essays you already had 3 done. You just needed an extra cup of coffee to finish the other 2 essays. You did not have time to be talking right now you had to finish your essays.

“I just want a cup of coffee; it’s no big deal. I just need to finish two of my essays” You say trying to keep your voice low; even though your mind rushed with angry thoughts. Why did they have to interfere in your life? It annoyed you; they didn’t even know how it felt to be surrounded by essays and projects.

“You took three cups of coffee yesterday; I saw you. You have to sleep; you’ve been drinking coffee none stop, and you are not even eating properly” Dream spoke up this time only making you angrier.

“I can’t sleep yet!” You yelled out before being able to stop yourself. “I have two more essays to finish; I just need to keep going, and I will be fine. I will eat after I finish them. I just really need to finish it.” You say voice desperate for some coffee your eyes could barely stay opened. The boys knew what a lack of sleep could do to a person that is why they tried to let you be, but it had gone too far. They had tried to make you eat something, but you refused saying that you didn’t have time. They were scared that you would get sick for not taking care of yourself properly.

“Y/n just please take a break. Your other two essays are due Friday, right? It’s Tuesday; I’m sure you have enough time to finish them.” Sapnap tried to help, but you only saw red.

“I have to finish them now! My mind is just working so fast; I finished three essays already. My mind is just flowing with ideas. I need to finish them now.” You said voice getting louder and louder as they didn’t give you what you wanted.

“We will not let you go back to writing unless you sleep for at least 8 hours” Dream started.

“And- you have to eat at least three meals during the day” Sapnap added trying to persuade you into giving in. You didn’t have any of it; eyes seeing red as you throw your coffee mug to the ground. The ceramic breaking instantly.

“I will not go to sleep! I just need coffee, and I will be good to go! Just get out of my fucking way!” You were completely yelling, and you could only think of the coffee. You pushed pass George as you got to the coffee maker only for Dream to snap it from your hold. Strong arm holding the coffee maker so that you couldn’t use it.

“The fuck are you doing?! Give it! I need the coffee” You said as you yanked the coffee maker towards you; Dream however, did not let go. A few seconds passed as you tried to get the coffee maker; only for Dream’s hand to slip as the coffee maker came crashing to the ground. You stared angrily at the shattered coffee maker that was pretty much useless now. Your body had taken too much as you slide to the ground looking at the coffee maker. Your mind rushed with thoughts as you began crying; the stress from college being too much. You cried to your heart’s content; you looked at Dream before standing from your spot on the floor saying:

“Why the fuck would you do that? Are you fucking stupid?” The words leaving your lips without a second thought as you confronted Dream; now coming chest to chest with him as you looked up at him rage taking over your actions. Your mind being too caught up on the stress to even think. Dream talked to you, but you didn’t even hear what he said.

“I’ve had enough of this. You will go to the bedroom, and you will sleep! I do not care what you want you have to sleep” Dream spoke to you his words being rough as he talked to you. He was done with this he could not let you treat yourself this way; you were hurting yourself for some stupid essays. You moved closer to him as your mind is blank; not even a single thought of what he just said. You knew he was talking, but your mind was too tired to pay attention.

“Y/n please, we don’t want you to get hurt. You could get sick” Sapnap tried, but before he could finish George moved towards you putting a hand on your cheek finally gaining your attention as he said “Exactly, what good are you if you get sick now? You won’t even be able to finish the essays. Just take a break; go sleep, and eat something.” Your eyes widened as you realized what they were saying; they were right; you could get sick, and then you wouldn’t be able to finish the essays. You gave George a small nod as he took you to the bedroom to get you to sleep.

“I swear to god. She always does what George tells her to.” Sapnap grunted being slightly jealous of George’s ability to make you obey him. Dream laughed at Sapnap’s words knowing it was true. George knew how to get you to follow his words.

You opened your eyes to find the boys looking at you. Sapnap had a bowl of food in his hand. While Dream had a water bottle. You sat up as Sapnap handed you the food.

“Thank you” you said, but your mind rushed with what happened earlier. “I am sorry about earlier; I didn’t mean to be rude. I just- I’m just stressed” You said trying to explain yourself.

“We know; it’s okay. We are not mad at you; we just want you to take care of yourself. We love you so much; we don’t want anything bad happening to you.” George said while he engulfed you in a hug.

“We are here to help. You can talk to us about whatever you want. We love you so much; we are here for you” Sapnap said holding your hand. Dream bent down to give you a kiss, and the three of you laid in bed as the boys watched you eat some much-needed food. The night ended with you finishing your two essays as the boys cuddled, and kissed you until you all fell asleep.

#dream x reader #dream team #dream team x reader #sapnap fluff #sapnap x reader #dreamwastaken x reader #dream fluff #georgenotfound fluff #georgenotfound x reader

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Number 45 pleassseeee

Lily with Kid Harry - let’s pretend her and James didn’t die

Thank you so much!!!!!!! X

A/N: Again, so sorry this took so long- hope you like it!!

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Lily sighed in defeat, waving her wand to reassemble the screen door and broken dishes. “You’re just like your father.”

“Why are you saying that like it’s a bad thing?” Harry asked curiously while adjusting his spectacles.

She smiled, reaching over and ruffling his hair. “It’s not, except for when you crash through the door, fly around the house and break anything above the ground.”

Harry, who understood he took things too far but also enjoyed it, offered a quiet, “Sorry, Mum.”

Lily laughed at the lack of guilt in his apology, but accepted it nonetheless. “It’s alright, love, just try to remember we have a backyard for a reason.”

“Uncle Remus says I’m more like you than Dad,” Harry noted, reaching over for a biscuit.

“Does he now?”

He popped the biscuit in his mouth and nodded.

“And what do you think?”

Harry thought hard while chewing, glancing thoughtfully upward. Once he swallowed he said, “I think...I’m most like Sirius.”

“Oh, Merlin, he’d hold that over your father’s head forever if he heard that,” Lily told him. “Keep that between us, yeah?”

He shrugged. “Sure. When’s Dad gonna be home?”

Lily glanced at her watch. “In about a quarter hour?”

“Ok, cool. Well, see you later,” he said suddenly, grabbing his training broom and turning towards the stairs to go to his room.

“Hold on there,” she said, her tone one that she knew Harry would recognize and obey. He turned to her and she continued. “Why did you want to know when Dad would be home?”

“Er,” Harry mumbled, running a hand through his hair like James did so often. She felt her heart melt every time she saw him mimic the habit. “Because I miss him?”

Lily narrowed her eyes at him. “So it’s not that there’s something you want to ask Dad permission for first so that he’s already on your side when you ask me?”

Harry chuckled nervously. “Well…”

“Well, what is it, then?” Lily asked. “C’mon, you can ask me anything.”

Harry sighed, walking back down the few stairs he had ascended. “Well, as you can see from tonight’s incident, I think I’ve outgrown my training broom, don’t you?”

She glared at him until he continued.

“And since it’s my birthday next month, I was wondering if maybe I could...well… finally get a real broom?”

Lily pursed her lips. “First years can’t join the Quidditch team, Harry. You know that.”

“I know,” he groaned, frustrated about that being a reality he has to face. “But there’s no Hogwarts rule about first years having brooms at all, is there? It’ll just be for practice, on weekends or something. There’ll be a real Quidditch pitch and everything, much bigger than our backyard!”

“The school has its own supply of brooms for students, you can practice on one of those.”

“Sirius said that all those brooms are rubbish and old,” Harry replied quietly. He then cleared his throat and tried to speak more confidently. “And if I’m going to try out for the team by next year, then I should probably get a good broom now so I have a whole lot of time to practice on it and know it so well that my try-outs go perfectly.”

“And waiting until, say, the end of the school year to get your own broom and have all summer to practice on it wouldn’t be enough?”

“Er...not really?”

Lily let out a reluctant laugh. “Harry-”

There was a noise behind her and suddenly the fireplace lit up green, and a moment later James popped through.

“Hello, beautiful family.”

“James!” Lily greeted him happily as he leaned in and kissed her. “You’re home a bit early.”

“Well, when you’re your own boss, you can do basically anything you want,” James smiled.

“You do that regardless,” she remarked. “Quite like your son over there.”

“Hi, Dad,” Harry said, the look on his face as if he just got caught eating more dessert than allowed.

James walked over and kissed the top of his son’s head. “Hey, kid. What is your mum implying there?”

“I, er, crashed through the back door and broke a few dishes before...the training broom got faulty again.”

“Or,” Lily chimed in, moving in closer to where they stood. “He overplayed just how faulty the training broom was in hopes that he can conspire with you to get a real broom.”

James barely acknowledged her accusation and addressed Harry. “Oh, you definitely need a real broom.”

“I do?” Harry perked up, a triumphant smile spreading across his face. “I mean, yeah, I do!”

“James,” hissed Lily. “He doesn’t need one yet, first years can’t even play.”

“Yeah, but he’ll need the year to really break it in and get comfortable, don’t you reckon?”

Harry crossed his arms and gave his mother a very pointed look, as if to say told you so. The slight hubris etched on his face was so like his father’s, she couldn’t help but laugh. “Fine, Harry, your father and I will discuss it further and possibly consider it. Good enough?”

He flashed a smile, hugged his dad and then ran up the stairs shouting, “Thanks, gonna shower before dinner!”

James let out a chuckle and, once they heard the bathroom door close, moved closer to his wife, snaking his arms around her waist before leaning down and kissing her again, though this time less chaste due to the lack of audience. When he pulled away he said very quietly, “I can’t believe you’re lying to your own son- and that you're going to keep it going for another month!”

“Well, I want him to be surprised,” she justified, putting a hand through her husband’s hair. “Think of how excited he’ll be when he realizes we got him a Nimbus for his birthday.”

“He’s going to lose his mind. He’s practically drooled over it every time we’ve passed the display in Diagon Alley.”

“He’s just like you,” Lily marveled again, hugging James tighter and burying her head against his chest.

She could hear the smile in James’s voice as he held her tighter and said, “Really? Sometimes he reminds me most of Sirius.”

#one shot #drabble #prompt #harry potter #jily lives #au #hp

[ladyc0312]

A Jikook Guide to RunBTS: 112-121

Yes, I'm still doing these! It's just happening more slowly than I'd like because writing for work + writing fic + trying to go to bed before midnight + so much amazing content being released that clearly must be poured over and dissected = less time to make guides. For anyone still with me, he's the next section!

Ep 112 “Dalbang School Part 1” (Ep: 5 / KM: 4)

The ones with BTS in a classroom driving Teacher Jin insane

5:58 - JM declares that he and Taehyung will pair up (by being the first to hug each other in a game), but then when Hobi blows the whistle at 6:38, JK runs over to hug JM before Tae can get to him.

6:58 - Jin asks why JM said he wanted Tae and then hugged JK. JM explains that he didn't hug him, he just found himself in JK's hug as JK cackles in the background.

7:24 - When Jin blows his whistle at the class, JK and JM mirror each other in putting a finger in one of their ears.

7:35 - Teammates JK and JM are immediately on the same page about wanting their team name to be Kim Seokjin. When they have to change it, JM quickly picks up JK's suggestion that they call their team Bang Sihyuk. These don't sound like particularly unique moments, but when you watch it, it just really strikes you how in sync the two of them are in terms of physicality, ideas, and sense of humor.

9:52 - After Jin comments that he heard JM did very well in school, JK adds that JM was the top student. When someone else asks if JM was the best or second-best, JK forcefully reiterates that he was the best student.

12:45 - When they get a question right, JK and JM clasp hands and bump their shoulders together.

13:10 - JM and JK both goof around, speaking in satoori and challenging JHope to a fight of sorts.

13:27 - When Jin repeats that they got the question right, JK and JM do exactly the same as 12:45, but seated this time.

14:22, 14:36, 15:13 - In all three of these moments, JM nearly falls over laughing at something JK did that no one else found anywhere near as funny.

23:36 - When JK says he's good at this game, JM laughs and pokes JK in the chest with a marker.

BEHIND 2:30 - JM takes a selfie of him and JK with his personal phone while they're supposed to be paying attention to Jin.

6:35 - JK cheers on JM and calls him Jimin-ssi when JM announces he's doing well on this spot-the-difference round. When Jimin modifies the brag to say he only found four, JK says "that's still quite impressive."

Ep 113 “Dalbang School Part 2” (Ep: 5 / KM: 4)

4:50 - We all know how JK is when he gets into his "focus" zone, especially in a competitive environment. But here, when JM rather rudely interrupts JK's melodica practice, JK just starts playing around with him and giggles.

7:41 - As RM & JH take their turn, jikook are whispering to each other in the back row.

11:42 - After quickly agreeing on a lunch option, jikook do a high five / handshake thing and then JM says "we think alike" and "we get along pretty well." JK responds "that's exactly it" and the on-screen captions tells us they are a "good match."

22:20 - This is where JK and JM start switching back and forth carrying each other on their backs to get under a limbo stick.

They go again at 23:35, 26:11, and 28:13.

And again at 30:22 and 32:16 and 34:30 because, even though they lost, they want to try to do it again to show that they can as a "matter of pride."

25:00 - JK points something out to JM and then pats his butt.

33:33 - JM announces they lost, and then jikook do another handshake / high five thing.

34:33 - JM does an... interesting pose for the camera where he puts his hand on a bent-over JK's back and smirks.

34:56 - Yet another handshake and JM pats JK on the back when they finally pass the limbo challenge.

BEHIND 5:55 - While examining the limbo setup, JM comments that JK is good at this. JK comes over to give a demonstration and JM watches him be silly with it and says "he's a strange kid" fondly.

6:21 - Another jikook limbo attempt - this one was cut because they did it too easily.

Ep 114 “League of Number One Part 1” (Ep: 3 / KM: 1)

The ones where BTS play games with League of Legends world champions

3:55 - After Jimin protests that he shouldn't be out, JK tells his hyung to turn around and face the back.

14:40 - JK fake-boxes JM after losing the hammer game.

18:18 - JK mimics Jimin's BWL intro.

Ep 115 “League of Number One Part 2” (Ep: 2 / KM: .5)

BEHIND

7:05 - JK comes over to check on Jimin's phone to make sure he's actually visible in the selfie the teams take.

Ep 116 “Team-Building Special Part 1” (Ep: 4 / KM: 1)

The ones with random games in that rec room-looking place that are a lot more fun than they sound

22:14 - JM and JK play around with the jump rope during breaktime.

22:26 - JM and JK play around like they're boxing with each other.

BEHIND 5:15 - JK appears to take an interest in watching JM's... back as he moves around acting out potential poses.

Ep 117 “Team-Building Special Part 1” (Ep: 4 / KM: 2)

5:30 - Despite showing pretty much everyone else touching everyone else in the pose guessing game, we don't get a single shot here or in the behind of JK feeling up Jimin. The above photo proves that it happened, though, so definitely side-eyeing the editors, here.

BEHIND 5:35 - JK keeps throwing water bottles when they're supposed to be taking a group photo. Jimin pulls him back next to him and puts an arm around his neck. JK puts an arm around Jimin's shoulders in return.

7:51 - After it's explained that JK is staying late to watch Jin do his penalty, a packed-up Jimin comes over and stands next to JK, waiting until they're done to leave.

Ep 118 “Photo Story Part 1” (Ep: 3 / KM: 3)

The ones where BTS play a Samsung-sponsored game involving getting specific pictures while a spy tries to ruin the fun

4:22 - JM appears to direct JK to go punish Tae and pats JK's back when he starts to obey. Something happens that we don't see when the angle changes - next thing we see, JM seems to be pushing JK? JM then giggles at JK pretending to beat up Tae. (After this, JK spins around like a ballerina. Not jikook-related, just adorable.)

29:51 - JK calls Jimin twice without adding "hyung."

32:28 - JM pulls JK along by the wrist. Meanwhile, J-Hope once again mixes up their names.

32:44 - Though there is now a group walking slowly together and he doesn't need to pull him along anymore, Jimin takes JK's hand again.

37:02 - There are a bunch of seats open in the room, but Jimin walks over to sit right next to JK.

BEHIND 5:40 - When JM tries to steal a post-it from JK, JK scolds him in satoori banmal. JM calls him out for not calling him with hyung and JK quickly apologizes (in a way some k-army jikookers have said is like how a married person would respond to their nagging spouse!).

6:09 - JK and JM meet up and JK tells JM he's exhausted. There's a kind of weird moment that I fully admit I may be reading too much into where JK seems to be walking right towards JM, then abruptly stops and turns, looking at the camera, before walking with Jimin in a different direction than he had been heading. Then, JM says he thinks their matching shirts are hilarious and that it's funny they're wearing them for the show.

Ep 119 “Photo Story Part 2” (Ep: 4 / KM: 3)

8:21 - "You are me, I am you" moment: Jimin does a ballet spin the same way JK did in part one.

11:18 - JK is the only one to vote for JM to be able to keep a picture in other than Jin (who has nefarious reasons for doing so).

29:40 - JM goes over to help JK see how many of his photos the spy ruined and almost falls over laughing when it becomes clear it's nearly all of them.

34:21 - JM puts his hand on JK's shaking leg to help calm him (see above photo), but JK is so irritated that it doesn't work like it usually does. Poor bunny!

35:17 - JM pulls at JK's shirt and hand, then folds over his back while trying to get him to confess that he actually lost.

38:24 - JM has a comforting hand on JK's neck when he's acting upset about losing.

38:32 - When it seems like JK is struggling to come up with an ending statement, JM helps prompt him.

BEHIND

0:55 - JK talks about how amazing it is that Jimin found so many cards.

3:51 - When JK is playing with the sequin art on the front of his shirt, JM leans over and starts rubbing on them, too.

5:11 - Jimin tells JK that, if he wins, he's going to make the loser hike Mt. Achasan. JK asks why he's looking at him when he says that and they both laugh. Jimin pats JK's chest and they laugh even harder. Jin and Tae both have "omg, these two" looks on their faces.

Ep 120 “Reply BTS Village Part 1” (Ep: 3 / KM: 2)

The ones with a real-life Mafia game inexplicably set in a 1970s village. It's... fairly difficult to follow, but the guys are into it and the outfits are great!

24:40 - Jimin breaks character and laughs when asking JK if he's the culprit.

29:40 - Caption: "The air is undeniably tense between Gamer Jeon and Chief Park." Not explicitly jikook, I just find it funny that the writers seem to be playing with some real life relationships, making sope best friends and jikook have tension that leads to banter...

BEHIND

5:34 - When Jimin is playing with the yo-yo, JK expresses concern that he's going to hurt his fingers (caption: Kook is just worrying for his hyung). Then, JK asks poutily and in banmal if he can play with the yo-yo multiple times and Jimins says no. Like, JK straight-up gives his hyung a command ("let me try that") using informal speech and no one bats an eye!

5:58 - Jimin starts singing a song about an ants. JK watches him. JK initially says to Hobi "look, he's a fool/dummy!" (in banmal again), then starts singing along. He jokes that JM doesn't know all the lyrics and Jimin says back "quiet, you."

Ep 121 “Reply BTS Village Part 2” (Ep: 3 / KM: 2)

38:48 - After having asked for it a bunch in the Behind of the previous episode, JK now has Jimin's yoyo.

non-jikook note: At the end of this one, they "time travel" to solve a mystery in Joseon-era Korea and I can't express how badly I want to see that. Please come back to that, Run!

BEHIND 0:58 - Jimin and JK play around accusing each other with exaggerated accents and formality. Jimin comes up behind JK and reaches out to touch his shoulder, but stops when Tae joins them and accuses them of plotting together.

9:05 - When JK says everyone else is so good at acting, Jimin compliments him that he was very funny towards the end.

#jikook guide to run bts #jikook guide #jikook #kookmin

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Pairing: dark!Natasha Romanoff x fem!reader

Summary: Natasha takes you on a date and decides how the night will end.

Warnings: dark themes, stalking, digital hacking, drugging, sexual content (all consensual!!!)

A/N: this is the closest thing I’ve ever written to smut so I hope it didn’t turn out to be complete trash! I’d like to try going further in the future but I’m just doing what fits for the story for now! anyway, can’t wait to hear your thoughts!

Previous part

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Natasha could barely sleep that night, the images of you swimming through her mind constantly. She’d stared at the pictures in her phone long enough to memorize every inch of you left uncovered. How she wished to be the one to undress you at night, maybe with your wrists tied together above your head or your ankles forced to separate with a bar between them. The possibilities were endless.

She took a cold shower the next morning after waking up in a sweat because of you, and she knew she had to see you again. Not through a window but in person, face to face. She already missed holding a finger to the pulse point in your wrist, feeling the pace quicken as you lost yourself in her intense gaze. It was thrilling.

Your shift today ended at 6, which is why Natasha strolled into the bookstore just after 5:45. She began feigning interest in a shelf of biographies until she heard your kind voice again, and god, could she come undone at the sound of it.

“You’re back.”

She closed the book she was flipping through with a smile, turning to you, and what a sight you were. Your light t-shirt clung to your torso and was tucked inside of dark pants that loosely covered your waist and legs, hugging your ankles. Your hands were tucked in the pockets, and she wondered what was the easiest way to pull them into hers instead.

“I am.” The book closed with a sharp snap as she stepped closer to you. “I was hoping you were here.”

“Why didn’t you look for me then?”

“Got a little nervous.” She shrugs and you find it endearing.

“You hide it well.” Your hands leave your pocket as she gives you the book. “So what can I do for you, Natasha?”

You noticed her eyes widened slightly when her name left your lips, and you wondered whether or not that was a good reaction. The smirk that followed answered your silent question.

“Call me crazy, but I wondered if you’d have dinner with me. Nothing fancy, just want to get to know a kind soul such as yourself a little deeper.”

“Well, I’m very honored that an Avenger is interested in a boring civilian like me.” You offer her a teasing grin and she laughs in response.

“You know who I am, then.”

“A face like yours isn’t easy to forget.” You step around her to place the book back on the shelf, trying not to focus on the warmth that radiates from her body in such close contact. “I just need to clock out and grab my purse from my locker, and then I’ll be ready for dinner.”

“I’ll be outside,” she promised, watching you until the doors to the back hid you from sight before heading out of the bookstore. She listened carefully for your footsteps as she set up the program on the new cellphone, giving you a smile when you appeared that told nothing of what she was doing.

“Ready when you are.”

Natasha held out her arm to you, unable to contain her grin when you looped yours through the space she left and rested your other hand on her incredibly toned bicep. The warmth of your forearm against hers and your palm through her sleeve made her long for more, but she decided not to rush, knowing she had all the time in the world. As far as she was concerned, you weren’t going anywhere.

You arrived at a quiet restaurant in the middle of casual and fancy, seated at a table in the corner per Natasha’s request. The reasoning given to you was her desire to have eyes on the entire room because “you can never be too careful”, but the phone in her lap told a different story. She was an expert at holding your gaze or keeping your attention while the device downloaded your information, tucking it away in her pocket when finished.

It was halfway through dinner when Natasha found herself wanting to touch you more than the high school hand holding you’d done so far. She noticed a bit of pasta sauce that dribbled onto the corner of your mouth and before you could react, it was swiped away onto the pad of her thumb that was now positioned in front of your lips.

“Open,” she commanded, gleefully watching you obey her with wide and innocent eyes. A shiver went down her spine when your warm tongue cleaned her thumb, smirking as she slowly pulled away from your lips with a pop. And then she was back to her own meal as if nothing happened, while you were left squirming in your seat.

“Would you like to come to my place for wine?” you finally get out when your heart stops making its home in your throat.

“I would love that.”

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The two of you walked hand in hand to your apartment in a comfortable silence, a bubbly feeling spreading through you every time that damn thumb swiped over your knuckles. You turned on the living room light as you entered, locking the door behind her and offering apologies for a mess that didn’t exist.

“Stop worrying, printsessa. You have a lovely home.”

The bubbles returned at the sound of the Russian nickname. “I’m glad you like it. Have a seat on the couch while I run to the bathroom, and then I’ll pour the wine for us.”

Natasha waited a few seconds after you closed the door before sprinting down the hall to where she could only assume your bedroom was. A bug was placed in your bedside lamp, a camera hidden in the plant on your dresser and your window was unlocked. By the time you stepped out with an empty bladder and clean hands, her back was against the armrest of the couch.

“Do you prefer white or red?”

“Whatever you’re having.”

She followed you to the kitchen, resting her elbows on the island that separated tile from carpet as she watched you place two glasses in front of her. You poured the deep red liquid with a smile, and as you returned the bottle to the fridge, she unscrewed the tiny vial from her necklace and emptied it into one glass. She claimed the other one as you faced her, clinking it to yours and moving to the couch.

“You know, I’ve answered your questions all night but I would love to know more about you,” you told her after a long sip, and she smiled at you over the transparent rim of her drink.

“Anything in particular?”

“Just...something that the media hasn’t broadcasted anywhere. Like, how do you manage not to fall into a deep depression with everything that you deal with as an Avenger?”

“It’s the little things.” She leans forward a bit, her fingertips resting on your knee. “The team and I do pretty normal things when we’re not on missions. Movie nights, eating meals together, being honest with each other when we feel down and doing whatever we can to improve our moods. It helps to have a good support system with these things, or in my case, a best friend that’s a literal ball of sunshine. I’m very lucky to have people like them in my life.”

“I think they’re very lucky to have you, too.” 

A few gulps of the bitter liquid gave you the courage you needed to close the gap and press your lips to hers, and part of you wasn’t surprised at how easily she was able to slip her tongue in your mouth seconds later. A low groan spilled from her lips past yours, and it vibrated within the deepest parts of you as you wrapped an arm around her neck, the other joining after your nearly empty glass was taken away. 

Her hands held onto your waist, squeezing harder as the kiss deepened, and she used the tight grip to guide your back toward the couch cushions. Your fingers slid into her hair when her mouth separated from yours to trail wet kisses down your jaw to the base of your neck, her warm breath leaving goosebumps on your sensitive skin. You slid a hand down to your jeans, about to unbutton them when she let go of one of your hips to stop you.

“Patience, printsessa,” she mumbled into the space between your neck and shoulder. “We have time.”

She pulled herself into a sitting position and you followed, embarrassed when a yawn unexpectedly pushed out of you. 

“I’m sorry.” You chuckled shyly. “I don’t know where that came from.”

“It’s okay. You got up pretty early, yeah?” You nodded. “I figured. Let me just take your number and then I’ll get out of your hair. I can always come back tomorrow.”

She winked as she handed you the phone that wasn’t an exact copy of yours, and you made sure to include your address in the contact you created. When you handed it back, Natasha erased your name and replaced it with your newly given nickname.

She left your apartment after a much more innocent kiss at the door, immediately taking the alley back to your fire escape when she was sure there were no witnesses. A smile shaped her lips as she watched you stumble tiredly through your nightly routine, eventually collapsing on the bed and falling unconscious before you could pull the blanket over your exposed legs.

Once you were asleep for a few minutes, she popped the screen off and set it to the side as she raised the window and climbed in.

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[turtlethon]

"Super Bebop & Mighty Rocksteady"

Season 3, Episode 27

First US Airdate: November 24, 1989 First BBC UK broadcast: December 9, 1991  

Krang replaces Rocksteady and Bebop with cybernetic versions of the mutant duo.

"Super Bebop & Mighty Rocksteady" is episode 45 of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. David Carren and J. Larry Carroll are on writing duties for this one, who had made their series debut with "Turtles, Turtles Everywhere". I'll just say it up-front: I fuckin' love this one. By this point it's obvious that Shredder-Krang/Rocksteady-Bebop are the comedy engine that's driving this show and not the Turtles. This episode leans into that and also has COOL ROBOTS.

Bebop and Rocksteady have been tasked with climbing up the broadcast tower on Channel 6’s roof during a storm to install a hypnosis machine called a Mesmerizer. In the Technodrome, Shredder and Krang lament the fact that the mutant duo invariably fails. Shredder explains for the benefit of us that only mutants can be near the device once it’s activated, as they’re immune to its rays. Normally I roll my eyes at these fourth wall gags, but I have to admit that Shredder doing it genuinely makes me laugh.

In the studio below, everyone falls under the Mesmerizer’s spell, repeating "YOU COMMAND, I OBEY" on-air. 

Channel 6 must make for incredible car-crash viewing. This rag-tag operation seemingly run by no more than four people most of the time and every other day some insane shit happens to them. They have some major "Friendly TV" energy.

In the lair, the Turtles and Splinter watch this unfold on TV and determine it must be Shredder’s doing. The Turtles are weirdly chunky and saucer-eyed in the early scenes of this episode (and intermittently later on) and it's un-nerving.

Still hanging on the mast, Bebop is spooked by a flash of lighting and falls off, taking Rocksteady with him. The pair fall through the roof and land in the newsroom in full view of the cameras. After seeing this, the Turtles head off to Channel 6.

Bebop and Rocksteady are still holding the Mesmerizer when the Turtles arrive to confront them. The duo orders the hypnotised Channel 6 employees to not “let those Turtles put a hand on us”, which leads to the crew lifting Bebop and Rocksteady over their heads. While this situation unfolds, the Mesmerizer hits the ground and is damaged, freeing everyone from its effects.

The hench-mutants make their escape, but the Turtles are confronted by Burne Thompson, who assumes they must be responsible for the damage to the studio. By the time the green team makes it outside, Rocksteady and Bebop have escaped.

Later, in the Technodrome, Rocksteady and Bebop are tied up and facing punishment for their failure. Krang vows to solve their “mutant problem” once and for all. He creates cybernetic clones of the duo, Super Rocksteady and Mighty Bebop, which are ten times as strong and smart as their predecessors. The robots toss their mutant counterparts around with ease, and Shredder exclaims they’ll make excellent replacements.

The Turtles and April discuss the possibility that Shredder will try and install the Mesmerizer on Channel 6’s roof again, and wonder how to monitor the building without Burne finding out. The team eventually decide to watch from a nearby pizza restaurant, while April keeps an eye on events from the office.

Krang orders Shredder to head to the surface with the new robots and re-install the Mesmerizer. Shredder reminds him that the device will hypnotise him too, but Krang has a solution – an amulet that will make him immune to its effects. (We should probably ignore that at the beginning of this scene Shreds is already wearing it.) Nearby, Bebop and Rocksteady wonder if they should have mentioned that the Mesmeriser was damaged, but determine they’re already in enough trouble.

The transport module emerges in the reception area of Channel 6. Shredder gives his new supermutants orders to stop Turtles should they appear. The robots repeat this, then switch it up and begin repeating "STOMP TOITLES STOMP TOITLES" instead. This was an extremely fun thing to go around saying when I was ten. Well, fun for me, I don't think anyone else in the vicinity found it particularly endearing.

Shredder sheepishly squeezes into an elevator. After powering up the Mesmerizer, everyone in the neighbourhood begins acting like children. He heads down to the newsroom, where he's brought to his knees by Vernon before being clotheslined by a rollerskating Irma. Does he even really qualify as a villain at this point? I just feel bad for the guy.

The Turtles watch as grown men play hopscotch outside. They head into the Channel 6 building and are confronted by Super Rocksteady and Mighty Bebop. The super mutants loom over our heroes and repeat their “STOMP TURTLES” mantra as we head into commercials.

When we return, Mighty Bebop lifts a giant globe sculpture and hurls it at the Turtles, forcing them back outside. Donatello declares they’ll find another way in. When he asked how, he adds “How should I know? I’m a Turtle. Not a cartoon writer.” TMNT was meta before meta was cool; this is November 1989, at this point The Simpsons as a full-length TV show isn’t even a thing yet. The team try scaling the side of the building with suction cups only to be knocked back to the ground by the super mutants.

Krang determines the Mesmerizer must have been broken by Rocksteady and Bebop. He chews them out while his android body does this dainty cavorting thing, absolute gold. They respond to him asking how many times they intend to let him down by gleefully declaring “Lots of times!” and “We ain’t the least bit tired!” These pure oblivious idiot boys. I love everything about this.

Rocksteady and Bebop are given one more chance to redeem themselves: Krang orders them to get a floppy disk from a multi-coloured office desk that’s conspicuously sitting in the middle of the Technodrome, and deliver it to Shredder. They take the wrong disk to the surface and are confronted by the Turtles, who unbeknownst to the duo manage to snatch it.

Shredder meets up with regular Rocksteady and Bebop at Channel 6 and they head for the roof. Meanwhile the Turtles examine the disk in the van and find it actually contains programming for the super mutants.

Rocksteady and Bebop head back up the tower and begin squabbling upon discovering they’ve lost the disk. As they scuffle, they damage the Mesmerizer further, causing everyone affected by it to begin acting like animals.

Donatello reprograms the robots and deploys them to the roof, where they perform an astounding dance routine with Shredder before they explode. For some inexplicable reason there's an odd zoom-in on Mighty Bebop for a few frames, then the dance animation repeats. Whatever, it’s still great.

Raphael knocks the Mesmerizer off the top of the tower. Oddly, this appears to cause Super Rocksteady and Mighty Bebop to explode. Shredder makes a play for the Mesmerizer but Donatello is able to remove the amulet. No longer immune to the Mesmerizer’s effects, Shredder begins acting like a monkey. He climbs the transmission tower while holding the device, followed by Rocksteady and Bebop, before it gives way and the trio falls off the side of the building onto a pizza stand.

Later, the Turtles, April and Irma go out for pizza. Everyone is now back to normal except for Vernon, who’s seen swinging on a nearby flagpole.

"Super Bebop & Mighty Rocksteady" is one of my all-time favourite episodes of the entire series, a great showcase for the funniest characters on the show. I suspect the animators were also having more fun by this point with their depictions of Bebop and (especially) Rocksteady. Their expressions and mannerisms are off the charts in this ep. It's like they're in a different show to the Turtles entirely.

Playmates would go on to create a pair of action figures loosely resembling Super Rocksteady and Mighty Bebop... in 1993, more than three years after their TV appearance, under the more mundane names of Robotic Bebop and Robotic Rocksteady. And just to confuse the issue further, there was an unrelated "Mighty Bebop" in superhero attire released the same year. Sheesh.

NEXT TIME: It’s Shredder that gets replaced in “Beware the Lotus”!

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can i request 45 with kaminari from bnha?👉🏼👈🏼

and I love your writing so much 😭😭😭

# tags: scenario; current relationship; romance; bites; jealousy; nasty mineta; sfw

includes: gender neutral reader ft. denki kaminari {bnha]

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45. A kiss full of jealousy for the other person. This kind of kiss to show everyone that you belong to each other.

You two have been dating for over half a year, that is, since you started your last year of High School, but no one knew about it. You wanted to get used to the idea that you had a boyfriend (first boyfriend in your life, btw!) and you did some kind of things with him, and Kaminari respected your decision, inhibiting his own feelings and desire to kiss you in front of the whole class or family every day.

But one afternoon the teenager (and you too) couldn’t stand it and he did so in front of everyone around you; why? Let me explain.

All Might took you all to Ground Omega that day. The whole class was to be divided into two parts and you were to start training in ‘tag game’. One team that Iida captained was the Red team, and the other team that you captained was the Blue team. All Might was the judge and your task was to collect the opposing team’s flag before the allotted time, i.e. two hours. Additionally, you could use your quirks to immobilize your opponent and kick them out of play.

Your team includes Denki, Bakugou, Momo, Mineta, Satou Tsuyu and others. As the team leader, you presented them a detailed plan of action, and they listened attentively to your words as you handed out the role; some of them will attack the other team, some of them will try to steal the flag, some of them will help from a distance, and someone will navigate the others to keep everyone in touch.

Thanks to your idea, Yaoyorozu created small headphones and camo jackets for everyone, Bakugou was to lead the offensive team, and you were to deal with communication between everyone. The rest of squad were simply to obey your commands and set up traps.

When you all were done, you ordered everyone to get their places, but before you separated from each other, you heard one comment that echoed quite strongly in your head.

“... Wow, Y/N, you are really bossy from what I see. I wonder, if you’re like that in bed too?”

You turned uncertainly towards Mineta, as did everyone else who was still next to you and who heard this sentence.

“Hey, Min...” Sero, who was also in your group, started slowly, but you cut him off with a wave of your hand.

“Whatever I am, you won’t find out about it anyway.” You smiled at him, then put your hand on your right hip, staring out of the corner of your eye at your fair-haired boyfriend. “... But someone else can answer your stupid question.”

Kaminari immediately understood your allusion and took a confident step towards you; shortly after that his hand was on your cheek and his mouth was on your sweet lips. This kiss was unlike any other caress before. It was definitely more chaotic, a little wet and messy, resolute, and was generally there to show that you are more than classmates or friends to each other.

Denki has always been good at kissing, but now he has definitely beat himself. At one point you even groaned softly into his mouth as soon as you felt his tongue lightly slide over your lower lip and bite it with his own teeth. Also his hand lightly pressed around your pretty neck.

As soon as you pulled away from each other, you looked at the short boy again and smiled at him again, wiping your red lips.

“In bed, Denki prefers to dominate.” Your response was more blunt this time, causing everyone around you to blush and even gasp much more air into their mouths than necessary. “Anyway, I hope you won’t speak to me like that anymore. Stand in your place and make traps.” You added at the end by going to the tall pine tree that was going to be your temporary place of observation.

Needless to say, your team won; not only because your plan was brilliant, but also because... from that training session you started to arouse indescribable respect among some people in the class (I mean, the Blue team, especially Mineta).

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