#they’re both playing with so much fire and it’s hard to care

[actuallysaiyan]

The Sound of Crackling Fire(Uzui Tengen x Fem!Reader x Rengoku Kyojuro)

warnings: smut, threesome, sharing is caring, unprotected sex, double penetration, KOHAI AND SENPAI RELATIONSHIPS, kissing word count: 1k pairings: Uzui Tengen x Fem!Reader x Rengoku Kyojuro a/n: This is because the new season of Demon Slayer is coming out very very soon! And I tag @beneathstarryskies for her new found love of Tengen! Smut under the cut as per usual!

Your eyes roll back as you feel him continue to bounce you on his throbbing hard cock. He’s been at this for what feels like eternity, and he won’t give you any breaks. Rengoku had mentioned this being part of your training, but you couldn’t for the life of you understand how this could even be training. It’s much too pleasurable for it to be training. You’re absolutely dripping all over him right now, the remnants of your last orgasm building to your next intense orgasm.

“How’s our little kohai, hm?” you hear Tengen’s voice from the doorway. You try to look over your shoulder, but Kyojuro pulls you back to him.

“She’s strong, Tengen. She can last like this for a very long time,” Kyojuro praises you for your endurance.

You feel a large, warm hand on your back. Then Tengen brushes back some hair from your face before he places a careful kiss on your forehead. This little liaison you had going on was proving to be so perfect for both the Hashira. The idea came to them when you were assigned to be Kyojuro’s tsuguko. While usually the Flame Hashira didn’t take on students, he found you to be just too irresistible. And when Tengen met you, the two men found themselves completely attached and addicted to your very being.

“She takes your cock so well,” Tengen praises you this time, pressing another kiss to your forehead.

Kyojuro doesn’t reply, he only moans as your little walls are clamping down so hard on his cock. He doesn’t know how he’s managed to hold on for so long, but this was all to test your endurance. He needs to make sure you can take a lot of physical activity for a long time for you to become a good demon slayer.

“I bet she’d have a harder time with two cocks in her,” Tengen suggests, and you whine at the thought of both of them filling you up.

Kyojuro chuckles darkly, “do you even think she could manage to handle something like that? We can’t hurt our little kohai too much,”

“She’s capable of taking us both. I can tell.”

You feel Tengen’s long fingers playing with your clit now. Kyojuro slows his pace, but he doesn’t stop at all. You’re going to be taking them both, and you’re a little worried they’ll split you right in half if they do this. The more the idea goes through your head, the more dazed with lust you become.

“I think our little kohai here wants two cocks,” Tengen teases before he cups your chin. His tongue slides into your mouth as soon as his lips capture yours in a kiss. 

“Don’t hog her,” Kyojuro warns, but you can see the smirk on his face that suggests he’s only joking. Considering he’s been fucking you for a while now, he’s really the one who’s been hogging you.

Tengen’s fingers don’t stop stimulating your clit, and soon you feel his other hand joining the other. You gasp once you feel him sliding one of his fingers into you right next to Kyojuro’s thick cock. You squeal as he begins stretching you out more than you already were.

“You got her so nice and wet for us, Rengoku-san.” Tengen compliments his fiery partner.

“She is very good at that herself. You know how worked up she is just from the simplest stimulation,”

Both men chuckle darkly. They know they’re going to completely destroy you. But it’s all in the name of endurance training. Tengen finally pulls his pants down and his large cock slaps against his abdomen. He strokes it a few times before positioning himself perfectly to prod your already stuffed hole with the head. You whine and try to protest, but neither man is listening to your little protestations. 

As soon as you feel the head of Tengen’s cock slipping into you, you feel your walls fluttering wildly. There’s no way both of them could possibly fit inside of you, but they were both determined to prove you very wrong. The more he slips into you, the more you feel the coil in your stomach tightening. You desperately try to warn your senpai, but it’s only coming out as pitiful whines and mewls. Kyojuro tries to hush you with a passionate kiss, but as soon as his tongue touches yours, you feel the dam breaking.

You cry out as your orgasm hits you like a train, and both men are grunting as your little walls milk them both for all they have. Tengen is finally balls deep inside of you along with Kyojuro, and he’s having a hard time holding on already. The way you come undone is just perfect. Your juices are soaking both of them as you slowly come down from your high.

“That’s a good girl,” Tengen praises you, and he’s grunting as your orgasm subsides. 

“Isn’t she a perfect little kohai?” Kyojuro muses, and he presses a kiss to your lips.

They both start a steady pace, leaving you reeling all over again. The sensations of both their large cocks dragging against your walls is proving to be almost too much. Tengen grips your hips, angling himself a little better so he can drive his cock right up against that sweet spongy spot inside of you. You can see stars as soon as he begins getting a little rougher.

“Doesn’t she sound so sweet when you fuck her like that?” Kyojuro asks, a smirk on his face.

“I love the little pathetic noises she makes,” Tengen mocks your noises, his lips so close to your ear. 

You’re so lost in all of this pleasure, and your mind can’t even keep up with everything that’s going on. You know your next orgasm might just wreck you completely, but they’ll keep going. You had heard rumours that Kyojuro was a strict teacher, but you didn’t know that he would use this kind of training. And for Tengen to join in, that was a complete surprise. What shocks you the most are the next words that fall from Tengen’s lips.

“Don’t forget, kitten,” Tengen mutters in your ear before pressing kisses to your neck. “You’ve got to hold your breathing technique. That’s what we’re testing here,”

Kyojuro laughs, “No, I thought we were testing her endurance.”

Both men chuckle darkly, “I guess it’s both.”

With your legs shaking as the next orgasm keeps building, you know you’re in for a very long training session.

#bacon.writes #kyojuro x you #tengen x you #kyojuro x reader #tengen x reader #tengen x y/n #kyojuro x y/n #kyojuro x reader x tengen #tengen x reader x kyojuro #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slay #kny rengoku #kny tengen #uzui tengen x you #uzui tengen x reader #uzui tengen x y/n #rengoku kyojuro x reader #rengoku kyojuro x you #rengoku kyojuro x y/n #kyojuro smut #tengen smut #uzui x you x rengoku #rengoku x you x uzui #kimetsu no yaiba smut #demon slayer smut

[a-dumb-sarcastic-bisexual]

More Nimona headcanons because these dorks have taken over my brain

I feel like Nimona tried really hard to hate Ambrosius

The first month they knew each other Nimona tried so hard to antagonize him and poke fun at him and remind him of the shit he’s done wrong 

But it’s kind of hard to hate someone who’s slow to anger and quick to forgive 

Reminding someone of their past mistakes with the intent to hurt them kind of stops being fun when the person is constantly aware of their mistakes 

And owns up to them without making excuses and is constantly trying to undo the damage their mistakes caused  

After a while, he grows on her and she starts to trust him and in return he trusts her

This one is based heavily on me and my best friends 

Nimona and Ambrosius will talk shit loudly in public 

They won’t use code names and if they don’t know the person they’ll start describing them like “Did you see that dude in the yellow shirt? He just pushed that kid out of line what a dick!”

They won't check to see if the person is out of earshot either they simply don't give a fuck

And this gives Bal so much fucking anxiety enough that he starts pleading with them to stop

You hear them going off about something and Bal saying “Ambrosius love hun sunshine I’m begging you to keep your voice down” 

“Nim Nimona starlight hi I would like to remind you that they’re still behind us and I don’t want to explain to Ambrosius why you’ve gotten into another fight this week so please stop” 

To which Nimona responds with “Tell him he’ll probably laugh”

Whenever Nimona and Ambrosius want to rant they rant to each other 

Because Bal is the type of person to give advice in the middle of a rant 

Talking some “If you explain this to them in a calm and compassionate manner I’m sure they’ll stop”

And while that's excellent advice sometimes you just want to scream your most unhinged thoughts at someone 

And they never judge each other either 

Nimona can look Ambrosius dead in the eyes and go “Have you ever gotten so angry during an argument that you’ve considered lighting their car on fire?” 

And Ambrosius won't even think about it he’ll respond immediately with a “Who hasn't?” while Bal slowly backs out of the room and silently vows to hide his car the next time they fight 

Whenever Ambrosius comes home from a stressful day at work he just walks into the house and lets out the most dramatic drawn out sigh 

And whenever Nimona hears that noise they’ll run to the living room and sit on the couch patiently waiting for their daily rant session 

Whenever Nimona gets home and wants to rant he’ll walk around until he finds Ambrosius

And if he can't find him he’ll sit by Bal and stew in his anger while he waits for him to come home 

He can't even take one step through the door without Nimona saying something like “How dare you make me wait” 

And Ambrosius will always respond with something like “Oh I’m so sorry firecracker it’ll never happen again”

And encourage them to tell him the information they’ve been patiently waiting to spill

Bal doesn’t rant unless he’s literally at the end of his rope

Like you have to royally screw him over for him to go home and rant to his family 

When he finally rants to them they don’t make a big deal out of it 

But they do however try their best to take care of him without raising his suspicions 

Nimona will conveniently make Bal’s favorite dinner 

Ambrosius will just so happen to pick up his favorite dessert on his way home (cause they both know the signs of a Bal rant and they plan accordingly) 

They listen to his rant and let him eat his favorite food in peace while they play his favorite movies 

You know real wholesome shit 

All the while they’re coming up with plans in their head to destroy this person's life

#nimona 2023 #Nimona movie #nimona headcanon #nimona #ballister boldheart #ambrosius goldenloin #ballister x ambrosius #goldenheart #I love protective Ambrosius and Nimona #they both love bal so much #and would shank a bitch for him #and if that isn't the pinnacle of love I don't know what is #i love this stupid little family #I know they've had to fight people for each other #Nimona would get into a fight to protect her dads prove me wrong #they stress Bal out #all the time every day #he’s not surprised by anything anymore

[lunarduty]

Hi!!can you do tension with gaz???

𝙎𝙈𝙊𝙆𝙀𝙔 𝙀𝙔𝙀𝙎, 𝘼𝙍𝙀 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝙁𝙀𝙀𝙇𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙂𝙊𝙊𝘿?

☾ reader tends to kyle's wounds, and seems to be the only one worried. | [ TENSION ] one muse is patching up the other’s injuries which leads to intense eye contact,  lingering touches and them finally crashing their lips against each other’s. KYLE 'GAZ' GARRICK X F!READER TAGS | f!reader, slight smut WC | 1,127 x

“you know, you’re going to get a scar if you don’t take care of this properly.”

“what? don’t like men with scars?”

in spite of kyle’s attempt to break your composure, a smile did not appear in the wake of his dumb comment. a VALIANT move, on your part - he usually found little effort in getting you to smile. said it would your best feature, and that would only get you to smile more. but knowing that he wasn’t changing the bandages as often as the doctor said, you were able to fight it off.

“not when they’re easily preventable,” you fire back, eyes glancing up to chance a glare. kyle chose the perfect time to give a sheepish tilt of his head to match the SWEET look in his dark eyes - he really couldn’t turn the tactical side of him off. “you could get an infection, you know. price is already looking for a reason to keep you behind on the next mission.”

kyle gives a slight shrug with one shoulder, as to not disrupt your work. “he won’t need to. i heal fast.”

“god, you’re frustrating.”

“and you love it.”

“i love when i don’t have to worry about you getting some weird fucking infection. who knows what you could have picked up in that god-forsaken jungle.” and just for that reason, you give the wound on his arm one final drag of the alcohol wipe to ensure it really was clean. absently, a finger gently caresses the skin around it, as if trying to soothe any pain that the cleaning process might be causing kyle. as much as he can annoy you sometimes, he’s been in enough pain.

a smile is pulling on his lips when you look up, sparing him a glance before turning to retrieve the bandages. “careful, love. i might start to think you care.” he’s teasing, of course. if kyle’s at ease and feels in control, he’s got quite the smart mouth on him - but right now, you wish he wouldn’t. 

“of course i care.” yeah, maybe the words come out HARSHER than you wanted. maybe when you turn back, bandages in hand, you meet kyle’s soft gaze with a hard one. maybe you were entitled to it after he just brushes off his safety so casually. “if the roles were reversed, you’d be just as worried.”

he blinks in surprise at your sudden barrage, and to his credit, seems genuinely remorseful. kyle wasn’t like soap or ghost or even price - you loved all of them, but it seemed their reckless ways were rubbing off on him. getting him to play down his injuries more than he should.

or maybe you were just overreacting. the wound itself wasn’t even that bad. he’s had much worse. so why were you being SO HARD on him?

kyle doesn’t respond, and you silently open the bandage to wrap his arm. without seeing his face, you can’t tell what he’s thinking or feeling. maybe you don’t want to look up and risk seeing something close to frustration or annoyance or even contempt. maybe he thought you were coddling him. maybe you were. maybe…

just as you finished wrapping his arm, right before you tied it off, kyle’s hand covered both of yours. stopping your movements, yet you resist the urge to look up. “i’m sorry, okay? i didn’t know you felt so strongly about this. and you’re right - if you were hurt, i’d be just the same. maybe even worse, since i love you more.”

despite yourself, a snort comes up at his words. light and teasing, even when he’s serious. maybe it’s what you needed. “not possible. i love you more.” finally, your eyes slide up to find his. kyle was watching you, dark eyes STEADY but soft. the sight of them made you feel better about saying what was on your mind. “i guess… i don’t know, it made me start to think about things.”

“like what?”

“like…if you never came back one day? today it was a gash on your arm, but tomorrow, something way worse. something you can’t just walk off.”

“that’s not going to happen, understand?” his hand gripped yours tight, and kyle leans forward to keep your focus on him - ALIVE and breathing and warm. your eyes fall down to his lips. “i’ll always come back.”

you scoff again, not nearly as amused as last time. “you can’t promise that, kyle.”

“i am. right now. so stop making yourself sick with all that nonsense. it’s not something you have to worry about.”

you want to keep arguing. want to point out the growing probability that his luck will run out someday. how many old men come from his line of work? you aren’t given the opportunity to - not when kyle moves his grip to your wrist, yanking you closer and leaving little choice but to swing a leg over his lap. thankfully, he keeps his injured arm still - even if it rests right around your waist, more than strong enough to keep you from escaping.

“you need to rest…”

he smiles, and it’s dazzling and warm and you can’t help but reflect it. “but love, i’ve got something else that hurts. need to kiss it to make it better.”

your hands settle on his shoulders, and when kyle is as solid and warm as he is, it’s hard to recall the last time you had real alone time like this. long before the mission, at least. back on base, after you finished paperwork, and he lured you into his room under the false pretense of having a talk. kyle was the only one talking - it’s hard to speak when he’s three fingers deep in you.

and that simple, DISTANT memory resurfaces like a flash of lightning. you exhale shakily, fingertips curling gently into the rough cotton of his regulation shirt. “let me guess - your lips?” right now, you were fully willing to play into kyle’s dumb game. before he could even answer, you close the gap. lips molding together, muffling your involuntary moan from the simple feel of them. chests pressed close, hips gently rocking because this was the day after an op, and sore muscles love to get in the way of a good reunion.

kyle’s tongue follows the line of your bottom lip, a smile pulling on his own as he breaks the kiss with a pant. his hand squeezes your hip - solid and eager - and you wondered why you were ever so scared about a gash on his arm when he obviously lost none of his strength. 

a low groan comes from his throat. your mouth drops down to taste it. “well, i was going to say my cock, but we can start at my lips.”

#call of duty x reader #cod fanfic #cod x reader #call of duty smut #kyle garrick x reader #gaz x reader

[lady-ashfade]

Silly Darling

—£ Yan!Izuku Midoriya x Gn!Reader x Yan!Ochako Uraraka.

—£ In this the reader is used as They/them. They also live in a apartment and work as a waiter/waitress.

—£ Warnings: Stalking, Killing, Knifes, Blood, Possessive, Obsession, Short stories.

Deku & Ochako already have a relationship, secret to the public, but they stayed together through it all. They were in a rough patch of the relationship with all the work loud, nothing was threatening the relationship but it was hard for them. Pro hero life was stressful and they were working their way to get somewhere.

Then they finally have free time a whole weekend to themselves and they decided to go out for dinner at a restaurant. This is where you come in, their darling waiter! How you smiled at they and welcome them when they came in. You treated them normally and not like a fan.

You were attractive, so much that they fell for you instantly. The kindness you showed them was making them go crazy that it started to bug them when you didn’t make a big deal. Are they not popular enough? Don’t you know who that are?

“Me and girlfriend here are just off hero patrol, it’s our night off.” Deku replied when you asked if it was a special night.

“Oh, that’s amazing.” You hummed and smiles at them, not giving them enough praise for their liking. “You must be hungry then, should we get started?”

Oh boy did they never forget you. The moment they got in the car they both started to talk about you.

“They were too perfect, I mean I love you deku. But they- I don’t know.” She played with her thumb nervously in her seat.

“I understand what you mean. They’re too kind for their own good.”

They start to come in more to see you often and they sit in your section. It was a way to see you close and have you talk to them.

And not just from watching you from a window or following you home. No, this was your attention. Way better.

Having two pro hero’s follow you around is more scary then you think. They have train in not being seen, how to find someone and have many connections. So it’s easy for them to find out every detail of your life. You’re first day of school pictures, who your friends are and family, and your ex’s.

You hated the feeling you got in your apartment. The feeling of constantly being watched and no matter how many times you checked around you couldn’t find anything.

After a few weeks they ask you out while they get ready to leave the restaurant. Making you flustered that both of them want you but you say yes and run away, after giving them your number.

They are always texting you. About your day or their’s, if something reminds them of you, where you’d like to go out next. After the first date it is hard to get away from them. Next thing you know, you’re in the a relationship with them out of the blue. Even if you felt hesitant about it they convinced you.

Then the yandere behavior really starts to take over.

They are aways near you. They are either staying at your place or you over at theirs. They also start to control your time out without them and even if they are working. You start to see less and less of your friends and get less calls from your family. And they try to talk you into quitting your job since they have money to take care of you.

“Don’t look so sad darling,” she twisted her hair and leaned on your body, “You have us and you need no one less!” She chirped happily as you cried over missing your family.

Then you are stuck. They made you get fired and now staying at their place and aways sabotage your job interviews. Making them your only hope in having money.

It wasn’t until you saw them beating up a man that hit on you at the grocery store in the alleyway. Blood drilling from his mouth as they continued to hurt his limp cold body, making it send a shiver down your spin and a ill feeling in your stomach.

“Guys?” You call out and clinch your chest and take a step back in fear.

They turn to you with blood on their face and glowing red eyes, “Baby, we told you to wait inside.” You swallowed to try and restore the dryness in your throat. “Tsk tsk, never do as you’re told.” Ochako pulls the knife from his corpse.

“You guys are sick! I thought you were heroes?” Screaming you tear up and grow angry. “We are through, I can’t believe I ever-” your breath hitches when wind blows on your skin and you see green lightning flash in front of your eyes. A hand wraps around your mouth, and breath hit the base of your neck.

“Don’t be like that love. We just do what’s best for you, this man was disgusting and touched what belonged to us. It’s only fair he pays the price,” his other hands wrap’s around your hips and his lips give you a soft kiss on the upper neck. “You’re our doll after all. The others had what was coming to them, and so did he.”

The others….There were more? How many people have they killed. How long have you been dating murders. You saw the flags before but you didn’t think they were this crazy for you. How in the hell could you get out of this?

“Silly baby, you disobeyed us. When we get home you’re going in time out, even more because you saw this.” She cupped your cheek as you stare fearful at the girl you once loved.

“Don’t be afraid, doll. We would never hurt you.”

#yandere ochako uraraka #Ochako Uraraka. #yandere ochako uraraka x reader #ochako uraraka x reader #yandere izuku midoriya x reader #yandere izuku #yandere izuku midoriya #yandere izuku x reader #izuku midoriya x reader #deku x reader #yandere deku x reader #yandere deku #yandere mha x reader #yandere bhna #yandere my hero academia #my hero academia x reader #mha x reader

[rollinouttahere-writes]

Wait, something just came to my mind.

What if Y/n is like one of these kind of people that are beyond self-sacrificial for people they care/love the most and end up being , yknow halfdead (on the edge of death)?

What if add this with a scenario with Y/n (somehow) saving Ace and Luffy from serious attack? You can play with the background all you want with Platonic Yandere! Strawhats:)

Before anyone says this seems like an unsurvivable wound, it’s the One Piece universe, blood loss is a nonfactor here. 

Searing Pain

Yandere Ace and Luffy x GN!Reader

2.3k words

Part 2

Warnings for description of serious injuries

While it’s understandable that the Marines are going to give it their all to try and stop pirates, this felt excessive. Sure, there are several people on the crew with hefty bounties, but throwing bombs at you all was a bit much. You couldn’t even make out where you were right now. Everything was exploding, dirt and debris pelting you from seemingly every angle. 

Faintly, you could make out your crewmates yelling and screaming over the chaos, and it was hard to miss Ace’s flames. You can’t help but wonder if he’s regretting stopping by to visit with Luffy and the rest of you after getting caught up in all this.

You’re pulled out of your thoughts as a marine charges through the smoke with his sword pointed right at you. There isn’t much time to react, but you do manage to deflect the attack with your dagger. You slashed at his back, sprinting away as soon as he fell. Standing around wasn’t going to help anyone, you need to figure out where everyone is so you can actually be of help.

Finding Ace will definitely be the easiest, though you can’t help but worry that you’d be more of a hindrance than help to such an experienced and skilled pirate. You shake your head, now is not the time to compare yourself and get insecure. The priority is to get everyone together because being separated is doing none of you any favors. 

A pillar of flames is dead ahead of you, and you run for it like your life depends on it. Ace comes into view, and Luffy along with him. They’re fighting hard, both focused on one marine. He was taking the heat and punches unlike any normal human, so you can only assume he must have a devil fruit power. Something that deflects surface level attacks possibly?

The relief you feel is short lived as you see what that marine’s plan was. He wasn’t seriously fighting them, he was just trying to keep their attention on him so they wouldn’t see what was behind them. Your stomach dropped at the sheer size of the gun you saw. It couldn’t even be supported by a single person, instead being carried on the shoulders of four. There’s no way anyone would be able to take a hit from that. If whatever that thing was going to fire was even slightly sharp on the end, not even Luffy would be able to deflect it.

That thing was too awkwardly sized to be moved easily and with any speed, all you needed to do was let them know and everything would be fine! “Ace! Luffy! Behind you! You need to move!” You screamed with all your might, but they didn’t even flinch. It’s too loud, they might not even hear you if you were right next to them. You need to get to them, and fast.

The marines were hammering a stand into the ground.

You ducked as another marine charged at you, not bothering to attack. There was no time.

The gun was settled onto the stand.

It seems the marines nearby knew what you were trying to do and swarmed you.

A marine dropped to their knees at the butt of the gun and peered through the scope.

You were jumping and dodging marines better than you thought you could, breezing through them like a fierce wind.

The marine had his finger on the trigger and another one waved a flag to signal that they were about to fire to the marine distracting Ace and Luffy.

You slashed at another marine and screamed for Ace and Luffy to move, but it was already too late. They didn’t even have enough time to turn around and see what you were yelling about before the trigger was pulled. 

You couldn’t just let them die. You wouldn’t. With not even a millisecond to spare, you plow right into Luffy. Successfully pushing him into Ace, and both of them out of the way. For a split second, you make eye contact with a very confused Luffy as a deafening boom blasts through the air. Then you felt a burning, all consuming pain rip through your chest.

Everything went black.

—

The battle around them fell on deaf ears as everything went quiet to Luffy. He couldn’t hear, nor feel anything. Not as he watched a bullet rip through your chest and send you flying away from him, leaving a stream of blood in your wake.

He froze. He didn’t know what to do. Should he go to you or whoever had just hurt you? What’s he supposed to do when he does get to you? Are you even alive? Luffy was already breathing hard from the fight, but now he was starting to hyperventilate. You can’t be dead. No, you couldn’t have just died right in front of him after saving him from danger.

He was snapped out of his terrified stupor by Ace shoving him in your direction. “Go check on (y/n), I’ll take care of that gun!” Ace charged at the like a man possessed, screaming in rage as his flames engulfed himself and everything around him.

Luffy didn’t need to be told twice, running to your crumpled form with fear of what he would find weighing heavily on him. He brought himself to a halt over you and swears he feels his heart stop at the sight.

The round had put a hole in your chest, only slightly off center and to the right. You’re pale and there is blood everywhere but where it should be. Frantically, he puts his ear to your chest, desperately hoping to hear a heartbeat. 

It’s there, it’s so faint, but he can hear it. Tears are pouring down his face and soaking into your shirt. He’s so happy that you’re still alive… but now what? How do you fix this? He doesn’t know what to do, but he knows that all he wants is to wrap you in his arms and never let you go. Never let you do something like this ever again.

He did just that, making sure to apply pressure around where the hole was, he’s pretty sure that’s what you’re supposed to do. “Ha-Hang in there, (y/n)! I’m going to get you help and everything is going to be okay! I promise!” There was no response, and he knew there wouldn’t be one. You were out cold, but that was a good thing, right? Zoro has slept off plenty of injuries! That’s what you’re doing! It has to be.

“Chopper! Where are you?! (Y/N) needs help!” Luffy cried out at the top of his lungs. The battle was starting to die down mercifully, and he was able to spot Chopper in his humanoid form at the other end of the clearing with Robin.

He sprinted towards the doctor, calling his name again. One of the few remaining marines tried to attack him, but before Luffy could even consider how to deal with him, he was slammed into the ground by Sanji bringing his foot down on him. Sanji didn’t so much as spare him a glance, instead choosing to run alongside Luffy.

“What happened to (y/n)? Who hurt them?!” Even with Luffy trying to apply pressure, blood was freely flowing out and soaking through his coiled arm. Even if there wasn’t blood, the unnatural paleness to your exposed skin gave away your poor condition. 

“They’re hurt really bad, we need to get them to Chopper,” Luffy’s tone was shockingly calm, bordering on catatonic. Sanji decided to drop it for now, wordlessly agreeing that getting you medical attention should be the focus. 

Robin noticed them approaching first and alerted Chopper, telling him to go to you while she deals with the remaining marines. Even before Luffy could unravel his arms, Chopper knew this was serious.

Blood was seeping through his arms and you looked… you looked dead. Eyes half open and unfocused. The sight chilled him and almost made him falter, but he forced himself to keep moving. You definitely needed him. “Luffy, what happened?”

Luffy set you onto the ground far more gently than anyone would have expected him to be capable of. Only your lower half touched the ground, he kept your torso propped up in his arm. Both because he wanted to keep your wound away from any contaminants, but also because he didn’t want to let you go. “They were shot,” Luffy kept the answer short and concise, getting straight to the point.

The hole in your chest was exposed, Chopper and Sanji both gasped at the sight. Your shirt was completely soaked with blood. Your head hung limply, and Chopper immediately checked for a pulse. It took a moment to find it, but it was there, however weak. There was also the distinct sound of you quietly wheezing. Your right lung had been ripped open from the gunshot.

“We need to go back to the ship, I don’t have everything they need on hand,” Chopper frantically wound some bandages around the entry and exit wound in an attempt to slow your blood loss even a little. He moves to take you into his own arms, but Luffy picks you back up before he can and takes off towards the Going Merry leaving Chopper to catch up.

You miraculously survive the trip back and Luffy is forced to part from you during your surgery. The further he gets from you, the more the calm trance he was in begins to crack. His crewmates try to talk to him and provide some comfort but he shrugs them off. For once, all he wants is to be alone.

After leaping off the ship, he shambles into the nearby forest for some privacy. It felt like he couldn’t breathe, like there was something lodged in his throat that wouldn’t come out no matter what. His shoulders trembled and his fists clenched and unclenched. He looks down at his shaking hands and is struck by the sight of blood. Your blood. He’s absolutely covered in it. His hands and arms were the worst, but your blood had seeped into his clothes too.

He felt sick. 

Scared.

Angry.

With a scream, he drove his fist into the nearest tree, toppling it instantly. He didn’t stop there though, once he opened the door everything poured out. Everything around him blurred together as he unleashed what was bottled up inside him. 

It didn’t help. The searing anger didn’t die out with each punch, if anything it got worse. One tree turned into dozens. Even boulders weren’t safe, he cracked them open like some measly walnuts. The ground beneath him was cracking under the sheer force of his blows, and it. Didn’t. Help. What was it going to take to make this horrible feeling go away?

Before his rampage could continue, arms latched onto him from behind. His first instinct was to thrash and yell, wanting whoever had the audacity to try and stop him to go away.

“Luffy! Stop!” Ace’s voice immediately made him freeze, and Ace took advantage of this to bring Luffy to the ground. His arms were still tightly locked around his brother, knowing that it’ll only take a second of him loosening his grip for Luffy to escape and make a run for it. “Listen to me, I need you to calm down!”

Luffy thrashed in his grip, but he wasn’t using his full strength, “Let go of me, Ace! Leave me alone!” 

“Those are words I never thought I’d hear outta you,” Ace grunted as Luffy jabbed his elbow into his side. “Quit! This isn’t going to help anyone! Do you think (y/n) would want you to be acting like this?”

The mentioning of your name is what starts to dampen the fire within him. You would probably scold him for throwing a temper tantrum if you saw this. Hot tears pour down the already present tracks on his face as he crumbles against Ace. His voice is so quiet, so hoarse, that it’s barely audible, “I’m scared.”

“I know,” Ace allowed himself to relax slightly, “but (y/n) is tough, they’ll make it through.” 

Luffy choked out a sob, “What if they don’t? What if- What if they die because of me?” The guilt had finally bubbled to the surface. “If I had paid attention better this wouldn’t have happened!” His hands pulled at his hair as his sobs became louder.

“Don’t talk like that, Luffy. I didn’t notice either. Blaming ourselves isn’t going to fix anything,” Ace let Luffy cry it out, patting his back. It took a lot out of him not to start crying with his brother, but he needed to be strong for him. Besides, he’d already gotten most of his tears and anger out earlier. Melting that oversized gun and burning that stupid distraction from the inside out definitely helped relieve some of it. 

As the sobs started to die down, Ace couldn’t help but ask about something, “So where’s that hat of yours? It’s weird to see you without it.”

Luffy sniffled, “I left it with (y/n). I thought if I couldn’t be there with them, then maybe letting them have my hat would help.” He’d wanted to put it over your face, but Chopper said no, so he left it on the infirmary bed’s pillow. Chopper promised he’d put it on you when your surgery was over.

Ace nodded, he figured as much. He got to his feet and extended a hand to Luffy, “Come on, let’s go back to the ship. You wanna be there when they wake up, right?”

Luffy stared at the open hand for a moment before accepting the offer. He used a small part of his shirt that wasn’t soaked in blood to wipe off his face. It didn’t really help much. He’s going to need to take a bath, but after everything that’s happened that didn’t seem so bad.

“You killed everyone that hurt (y/n), right?”

“Obviously. That clearing is nothing but ash now.”

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[mypimpademia]

— It’s Worse to Be Nothing

Bakugo x gn! Reader

Synopsis: Based on the song “Promise” by Laufey. Katsuki can’t help but reminisce on his past relationship with you, no matter how bad it was.

TW: Angst, swearing, mentions of (verbal) fighting, toxic relationship, relationship break up

NO MATTER HOW HARD KATSUKI TRIED, HE COULDN’T ACT LIKE HE DIDN’T CARE. He’s always been one to fake his feelings, but you made him betray that mask. He hated that about you, and it made him hate you. But he loved you so much more than he ever cared to admit.

Everything about the vulnerability you made him feel made his heart melt and and his blood boil. Kindness was never his strong suit, and the weakness you made him feel did nothing to help that.

He was a brute, to be frank. You wanted to believe that he loved you, you could feel it. But his words spoke louder than any action he could throw out to counteract them.

He’d pick and he’d poke, till your heart bled and you couldn’t take it anymore. Annoying, clingy, dumbass, among other things that he’d call you on a consistent basis, even when he swore he’d never do it again.

But it takes strength to date him in the first place, and you’d bite and you’d bark back just as hard. You’d hit him where it hurts, probably hurting him more than he hurt you. But if he wanted to play the tough guy card, then so be it.

You never said anything he didn’t already know, but that made it worse. You saw all these flaws in him that he constantly tried to hide from the world, and still loved him for them. And in the end, you hated him for them as well.

He was rude, an asshole even, arrogant, loud mouthed, foul mannered, and all around disrespectful. And he knew that, he knows that. He’ll never find anyone that would love him despite all this, not after you. Even if he did, they’re not you.

Katsuki is not perfect like he pretends to be, he makes more mistakes than he’d ever like to admit. His worst mistake was kicking up one too many arguments with you.

A bad day at work, a cold dinner, muddy and bloodied boots, the moon at its peak in the night sky, it was all too much. All you did was ask for communication, and to this day he wished he had the skills for it then.

Maybe he wouldn’t have screamed at you, maybe you wouldn’t have screamed at him. Maybe you wouldn’t have said packed that suitcase, maybe he wouldn’t have asked you where the fuck you were going. Maybe you wouldn’t have thrown your promise ring in his face, maybe you wouldn’t have left.

Just maybe, if he was a better man. Maybe if he was better to you. So many possibilities, so many standards he couldn’t, and may never, meet.

Your relationship was a dumpster fire at its best, and it hurt you both more than anything. But it’s worse to be nothing with you.

If Katsuki could count the amount of times he’s attempted to plan out how to win you back, he’d be ashamed. Because in every mentally mapped attempt, possibly even every universe, it never works out. You’d never last together.

But if you did, someway, somehow, he would take it. He’d take any berating from you, kill for him or kill him, and he’d love you all the same. It’s desperate and pathetic, but you don’t even have to love him back. As long as you live, and even after, he will always love you.

You are simultaneously the best and worse thing to ever happen to Katsuki, and he wishes he could let go.

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[starseed-twenty]

Mars signs and their energy 🔥

[I am being very biased here. 😂 I’ll probably write a more detailed/accurate one later.]

🦾 Aries Mars 🦿

So first things, Aries is in its planetary ruler here, so Aries feels very comfortable here, enough for a person to really see how Mars' natural traits can manifest. The aggression, the fire, the passion, the dominance. Ultimately, they make for great pioneers and initiators of something other people could still be scared or shy to do. With the good side though (their daring energy and ability to just be true to who they are), there’s also the bad side. They can be temperamental and pretty much apply pressure to those around them [to which I theorize that being based on them having pressure on themselves as well, so they just constantly live on pressure], but it’s never out of bad intentions really. They just like things hot, quick and straight to it. Additionally, one thing about Aries Mars... they know what they want. And they make sure to get it. You can never doubt that. So, pursuing you as a romantic partner is a challenge they don't mind taking on. They like it. Oh and they like their partners rather mature. It doesn’t have to be age-wise, but just how they act should be confident and seemingly experienced.

In the physical aspect of things, it's probably obvious then that they're likely to go hard in whatever physical activity they’re doing (but they’d have to be interested in it first, or else they’ll fight to not be the one to do it). More often than not though, working out, dancing, sex, yoga, playing sports, etc... These are all things they’re okay with putting their energy into, doing them vigorously.

🦾 Taurus Mars 🦿

Okay, maybe not all the time. But man I have to clap hands for their consistency. If they set their mind to what they put their energy into, they will put their real energy into that. And this is in all aspects; romantic, workplace, family, etc. They also like to seem flawless at doing the things they do, or at least look good. Yeah, they do care about their looks, even if they lie and say they don't. It's not even a bad thing. It makes them know how to have and put together aesthetics and beautiful visions. But you just have to trust them, cause they do it with ease and if time is on their side.

With physical movements, they move in a collected and prim & proper way. Whether it be walking, or working out, or dancing, it's all prim. And in sex, they’d like to believe they know what they’re doing, (which they actually do most of the time) but truthfully... they’re hoping you’ll lead the way. They also hope this way is a sensual one, a lustful and steamy one, nothing boring. But at the same time, they don’t want it to always be the case (steaminess on steroids), sometimes they really just want to relax and enjoy peace with you.

🦾 Gemini Mars 🦿

Can I just drag you guys first for a bit? Gemini Mars are masters of being passive-aggressive. One minute they want to just have fun, the next they want to be serious. One minute they want you to lead the way, the next they want to show you how to do it. Honestly, having to deal with them is like having to deal with a 9 year old. Okay, I’m done dragging. In terms of their vibe Gemini Mars are interesting creatures, and they like things spicy, they want something fun and thrilling. They just can’t stay long if it’s boring, they’re not about that life. This also means they can be very playful, both in a way where they can play jokes on you (so get away from them if you consider yourself sensitive) and also in a way where they’re not too serious and in-deep in the things they do. They just like doing things for the fun of it.

Physically, these people can actually do any activity all day long, especially if it’s interesting. They may even find a way to make working out interesting if they’re bored. More often than not though, they just like doing things if it keeps them busy (and then a plus if it’s enjoyable); training, dancing, sex, yoga, even walking.

🦾 Cancer Mars 🦿

The sensitive vibe? Yes, it's active. These people can be quite attentively caring, but at the very same time, they can be cold, bored or self-centered. Their moods are off the wall. But they mainly come from sensing their environment. If the vibe feels weird, they become weird. If it's good and feels like a caring one, they let out their caring side too. More than anything though, they can't go too long without being their nurturing self if you need comfort or emotional security (especially if you're their partner). Besides the whole attentive thing though, they are cardinal signs so these people can be great at starting things and making those things have an emotional effect on people (being ruled by the moon). However, they're fairly shy/relaxed, so their ways of initiating whatever they want to could probably more private than one would assume.

Physically, they're calm yet serious/alert with their movements. Whether it be working out, yoga, sex, dancing, playing sports, etc., they have humble and soft approach, that's also obedient and attentive to what's going on. They'll listen to the instructor if they're having yoga classes, or listen to their body and feel good about themselves when they're working out, and even feel out what you want as their partner when it comes to sex. They're just there, in the moment.

🦾 Leo Mars 🦿

Something I see about Mars in Leo people is that they can be dramatic, but a modest dramatic. It may sound like an oxymoron, but they have a melodramatic vibe that only shows to people closest to them. So basically they can just exaggerate what’s going with them and their life. But in a public space, they can be self-conscious, so they play it very cool. Like very cool. Like they’re the coolest person in the room. But my, they’re actually just holding down what they really have going on inside. Inside is a passionate vibe, a fiery vibe, a vibe where they want to walk up to you and tell you what’s what [which if they’re confident enough, they will, but this depends on other placements]. 

In terms of the movement aspect of things (dancing, working out, sex, yoga, etc.), I’m telling you right now, they are confident beings. And no one can convince me otherwise. I see the way they move. They aren’t afraid to show you what’s up. In a public space they may be different, but in private? One to one? Boy, they have it going on. They just believe in themselves, and that’s what make it cool.

🦾 Virgo Mars 🦿

Virgo Mars energy is a very composed, calm and goddess-like one. Their approach to anything is one that's met with a good energy that's subtle and flawless (or so they act). They also like to plan, but they are pretty on and off with how they do things (being a mutable sign), so the results of things can a bit different than what they plan. They're either shy or coy about putting themselves out there, or they just have fun and become smooth & groovy. When they're very sure about something though, they're stubborn about doing it until it gets done (they're still an earth sign). Romantically, these people can be very analytical. They sense and scope like no one’s business, from the present in how you’re acting and what they think you’re feeling, to the future for you and your guys’ relationship. Virgo Mars will just be in there observing and trying to scope out what’s going on.

With physical activities, these people can be very confusing. What makes them confusing particularly is that they are both shy and confident beings in displaying their energy and aggression. Okay, working out isn’t a problem for them (though they may not do it often). But whenever they are *in* the act of doing that physical thing, they get shy but pretend so much to be confident that they actually pull it off until they themselves feel themselves being confident as well. In a general sense though, they are shy, reserved beings.

🦾 Libra Mars 🦿

Similar to Aries Mars, Libra Mars  know what they want (contrary to popular belief for fellow indecisive Libra). But with them, getting what they want take a bit of a different route. They don’t take the path of hot, quick and straight to it. But rather, they take things into consideration first before being anything is implemented (which can then lead to their indecision). In essence, they take their time. And I don't make it takes a long time. I mean they're basically careful and attentive to what's required for what they're about to put their energy into. They try make anything they put their energy into seem graceful, or at least cool and simple. With relationships and all, funny enough, I don’t see many of them being the type to prioritize romantic relationships. They actually like focusing on themselves and creating their lifestyle and building their image. However, if the opportunity presents itself and it seems like a good one, they are the most thoughtful and loving beings you could ever date. It’s just about you not taking them for granted.

In other, more literally physical activities, like dancing, sex, working out... they actually apply more pressure than one would think. They want to get the thing done. So being the cardinal sign they are, they’ll act on it and try to finish it [I think its because there’s not much to think about, all they have to do is just do. So things become easier for them, so they’re not slow, instead they get straight to it and try to do it all gracefully].

🦾 Scorpio Mars 🦿

This is where the devil comes to play. With a Scorpio Mars person. From romantic connections, to friends, to their professional life, things for a Scorpio Mars are just about looking at everything through a deep/occult lens. Doesn't necessarily actually devilish or dark or whatever, but just that it merely goes beyond what's simple. And what's fun is that they play it cool. But I'll tell you now - Be careful not to get trapped into the wicked ways of a Scorpio Mars, they're good at what they do. That is - their intuitive aura towards you if they see you in a romantic way, their sex, their calm yet powerful energy, and being quite possessive. These may all seem enticing to one who likes an attractive vibe like theirs. But... it can be toxic. And that's all I'll say.

Besides the romantic side of things, the way these people move is the most interesting way of all the zodiac signs. They seem like they're not trying to be seen, and that could be what they aim for, but something about them and the way they move tends to make people want to get drawn in to them. It doesn't have to be in a romantic/sexual way. But even just working, or physically training, or in family/friendly territory; their energy is subtle one, but touches people. It just happens. Don't ask how cause I don't know either.

🦾 Sagittarius Mars 🦿

"Ah man, so many ways I can use my energy. " They tell themselves daily. Suddenly, they're out having fun with friends lol. But only after them either procrastinating the things they need to do, or actually doing a number of things and feeling accomplished with themselves, so, of to the bar. Oh and these people a sly. They move in sneaky ways. And I don't mean doing wrong things behind your back or anything. I just mean you never actually know what they're up to or how they're really feeling or thinking about you.. they could care, or they could not give a single fuck [it's more often the latter though]. Either way, it's just one insane skill they naturally have. 

In terms of physical activities and stuff, they really want something interesting. So they often dibble-dabble on everything at least once (whether it be a workout routine, Pilates classes, dancing on Tiktok), and then attempt to commit to whatever one thing seems interesting and can have great results. Until they get bored, and then it's a new cycle all over again.

🦾 Capricorn Mars 🦿

The most respected and most respectful Mars sign of all zodiac signs. These people have an aura that is attractive in a masculine way (even if they are females). When I say masculine I mean they seem ‘in control’ and protective, over themselves and over other people, in a healthy way. They're also smart and know what to do and when to do it, and when they do it, it's serious and it involves self-control. These people are big on self-control, self-respect and self-care. That's what makes them pretty attractive. And that’s what they’d like in a partner as well, but can also balance their rather masculine energy (so someone who has a soft and angelic aura, but is also serious and has self-respect). The little downside is that because of how highly they view themselves, other people aren’t viewed as highly. Basically people just really have to earn a Capricorn Mars’ respect, rather than them giving it away easily.

In physical aspects, these individuals always have a particular plan in mind of what they’re physically working for. Whether it be working out, or whether it be a nice sex appeal, or whether it be a certain dance for whatever performance, they just have a vision and they don’t want to let it go until they see it. So essentially, this can make them hard workers, in order to achieve what they have in mind.

🦾 Aquarius Mars 🦿

Probably the most focused and intelligent Mars sign there is. And with their focused energy comes with confidence. Like, these individuals are confident. But the thing is, their confidence isn’t loud. It’s the type where only when you get close to them, you feel like they look like they’ve got their shit together (they may be crumbling inside though, but they’ll slice their arm off before they show that). It’s not necessarily a façade however, they actually believe in themselves and want to surround themselves with people who believe in themselves as well. Oh and Mars is a bit of a selfish planet, so Aquarius being here doesn’t actually mean they’re the humanitarians they’re always classed as. Rather, they use the energy they have in themselves to motivate you. So when it comes to sharing, it’s tit for tat. You pretty much have to show them that you’re caring enough so they can see where the standard is.

Physically? I’ve never seen these people being fitness fanatics much, so I don’t think they’re prone to working out. They just aren’t phased to look a certain way for other people. But they could do it for themselves and their health maybe. And for things that matter (money/work, family, their partner through sex, etc.), these are things they don’t mind going hard for.

🦾 Pisces Mars 🦿

Man I don't think there's a sign that seeks or creates comfort for themselves than this placement. They like and want peace. Life for them is moved through in a way where they feel like they have a lot of responsibilities and things that can be done, so they just want to relax and find a way to escape once in a while.  Funny thing is though, they do fulfill a lot for themselves and manage to work at doing what needs to be done if there's even a hint of deadline (visible).. (contrary to them being viewed as lazy). The only thing about Pisces Mars, is the clinginess. This sign can attach themselves if they care about you romantically. As much as Mars isn't the planet of love, it does still rule energy and that energy can be put anywhere. With Pisces here, they put their energy into the relationship if they really like you, and can end up just making themselves comfortable with you in a great manner.

Oh, and with how they move (working out, sex, dancing, etc) - they don't. These mfs are lazy. But they'll give sex a nice try. Preferably if you're the dominant one.

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[fourlittleocto]

I had a thought that the first time Phantom went little, they didn't really have control of their magic and actually turned little. Some of this I wrote while I was little so I'm not sure it makes any sense, but I don't thank anyone will see it anyway so.

almost 3k under the cut, mentions of food, and Phantom has some flashbacks

I guess it helps to know that big Phantom uses primarily He/Him, and little Phantom uses They/Them, and that Phantom was the runt of his litter.

Phantom was already worried. About everything, to be entirely honest, but today it was even more present. With the tour looming over his head and the ministry threatening to send him back to the pits when he messes up, it's hard for him to find a moment of real peace. His only anchor so far has been his new pack. Well, it's his first and only pack, since quintessence ghouls tended to be pretty solitary in the pits. He’s grateful to have a pack at all, and to be summoned into one that's so loving and supportive is some kind of unholy miracle.

He was on his way back from another unproductive meeting with Sister Imperator that was just an excuse to scare him into submission. It didn't really make him want to please her more though. All he wanted to do was be swallowed back up from the pits, because no matter how bad it was down there, at least his every move wasn't being watched and criticized.

He shakes out his body, like a dog trying to dry itself off, to work out the stress. On the bright side he didn't have to talk to her for another week, and he’s on his way back for some comfort cuddles from his packmates.

He pushes open the door to find Rain on the couch playing video games. Dew and Swiss are having a hushed conversation in the kitchen. He wants to bother Swiss for his attention, but he doesn't want to interrupt the obviously private conversation, so he settles for dropping onto the couch next to the water ghoul. Rain takes his eyes off the screen to smile at Phantom. He winds their tails together. Phantom traps the soft, seaweed-like tip of Rain's tail to rub between his fingers while he watches him play.

When Rain dies, he turns off the game and sets down his control. A faint purr rumbles through Phantom’s chest already. He jumps into Rain’s arms when they open, pulling him close to Rain’s chest and scratching lightly across his scalp.

Both of their heads poke over the top of the couch when Dew pushes back into the common room with a huff.

“Of course you put down your game for him,” Dew snarls under his breath, but he doesn’t put any effort into actually keeping it there, and both ghouls on the couch hear it. Phantom pins his ears to his head and tries to hide in Rain’s shirt with a whine.

“Dew,” Swiss warns, but it’s already too late. Rain’s tail is starting to puff up between his fingers. The light purr in his chest drops into a growl, and instead of comforting Phantom when he squeaks he sits up and pushes the quint ghoul to the other side of the couch, left to curl his tail around himself protectively.

“I’m not ignoring you! If you asked nicely instead of acting like a child about it you could be over here with us too.” Rain bites back. He rolls his eyes at the fire ghoul. He seems to care less about this fight than Phantom does, who’s watching like the most morbid tennis match with wide eyes. His tail taps at his lips, but he holds it in his hand. He’s not a kit anymore and doesn’t need to suck on his tail to feel better, no matter how much he actually wants to.

“I don’t want to share you with him!” Dew yells. The blood pounding in Phantom’s ears makes it hard to be sure if Dew meant to emphasize share or him, but his body is in full fight or flight mode and he doesn’t think he can stay to find out.

He moves so quickly he almost falls face first off the couch. His legs feel shaky, like they’re not really his, but he pushes through with the promise of the safety of his room. The door knob is a struggle too. He slams the door closed harder than he means to, which sends another jolt of panic through his system. He feels like he’s freezing but he won’t stop sweating, and the afternoon light pouring in makes his head pound. He buries himself under his covers and presses his hands into his ears in hopes that the screaming will stop.

It’s no longer Dew and Rain’s voices in his head, it’s his mother, the old pack leader, voices he heard only once but hasn’t been able to shake since. Tell them they’re the runt, they’ll never make it, they fuck up everything. That things like them are the reason packs like that don’t work. Their jeans scratch their skin and pull too tight and they need them off, but their hands are too shaky to undo the button.

They scream.

It’s the only thing they can think to do, to try to relive some of the pressure building in their head. Everything starts to feel better, but in a fuzzy, unclear way that they know they should be concerned about but don’t want to think about it enough to be. It’s at least a break.

They start to pull themself out of their sheets. Their pants stick to the material and slide off too easily, the button still done up but way too big enough to hold onto their hips. The shirt they were wearing falls when they push themself up too, at least staying on their shoulder, but the sleeves reach their elbows and the bottom hem reaches their knees. They stare at it questioningly. All the previous panic has been pushed aside, now they mostly just feel… small. And curious.

They rub the hem of their shirt between their fingers and roll off the bed like they usually do, but instead of landing gracefully they fall way further than they shoot. It sends another flare of panic through their body. This one at least is short lived, but it has their knees wobbling as they take uneven steps towards the mirror in the corner.

When they can finally see themself they freeze, staring into wide, wet eyes, then trailing down their tiny form. They have to be half the height they were just moments ago, and lanky in the way all 6 year olds are, not the usual never-grew-into-his-size lankiness he was used to. They know it’s wrong. No matter how much they want to be happy that their outside matches their inside, they know it’s not right. All the emotions swirl in their brain and start to bring back the bad feelings, and even though they just want their eyes to stop stinging, they start crying instead. Fat tears roll down their face and heavy sobs shake their whole body. They want to curl up in a ball but they can’t look away from that little kit in the mirror. The little kit with the same light patch around their eyes, the same white bangs and dark, unruly hair, and the same misshapen tail snaking its way into their mouth to chew on it self-soothingly.

A loud knock makes them freeze. They scream at themselves to pull their tail out of their mouth so they won’t get in trouble. The person outside calls their name and they whine, which reminds them there’s something more important to fix first, but no matter how much they try they aren’t getting big. It sends them back into their fit of tears.

They watch through blurry vision and the smudgy mirror as Swiss pushes their door open, freezing when they make eye contact. The whole room stills. So many thoughts race through Phantom’s mind they’re surprised they don’t explode with it.

“Phantom?” Swiss whispers. He takes a step towards the little quint ghoul, and that’s finally enough to break the spell. Phantom’s tail pushes back into their mouth as they crouch down into a ball, hiding themself behind their arms protectively.

“P-please don’t h-h-h-hurt me. S’ok,” they slur around their tail. Words seem to stick in their brain. They give a frustrated grunt. Their tongue feels heavy enough on its own, and even though the tail isn’t helping, they know it will only feel worse if they take it out.

“I would never hurt you sweetheart. Can you tell me what happened?” Phantom shakes their head hard, almost falling over from the motion. “Ok, it’s ok baby,” Swiss pauses for just long enough that Phantom starts to worry again. They hide their head more in their knees and let more heavy tears fall, since it seems to be helping. It at least made them feel less big and spikey. 

“Can I touch you?” Swiss asks. Phantom’s tears dry slightly as they have to think about it. They still feel wrong, but Swiss gives such good hugs that always make them feel better when they’re big. It doesn’t take much to realize they want to be held. They unwrap their small, lanky limbs, popping their tail back in their mouth and making grabby hands at the ghoul standing above them.

Swiss smiles brightly and easily scoops the small ghoul into his arms. He eases them down so their legs are wrapped around his waist, and their head is resting on his shoulder, ear pressed close enough to hear his heartbeat, which settles Phantom down considerably. Swiss bounces them up and down and hums until the last tears stop falling and they can breathe a little more even again.

“Wanna change into something more comfy?” Phantom tenses again at the idea of being put down.

“No p-please. Like it h-h-h-h-here.” They try to shove their face more into Swiss’s shoulder. Swiss sighs and chuckles at their antics.

“Ok, well are you feeling hungry? Think you can at least drink some water for me?”

If Phantom really thought about it, their tummy did feel a little empty. They nodded into Swiss. The big ghoul shifted them a little so he can walk easier, and the gentle sway and being surrounded by Swiss’ conforming scent almost lulling Phantom to sleep, even just on the short walk to the kitchen. But before they know it, they’re set down on the counter. They rub at their eyes and rock back and forth while they watch Swiss dig in the cup cabinet until he pulls out a sippy cup.

“W-why is that in-n there?”

“For little ghouls like you,” he answers easily. He fills the blue and yellow sippy cup with water from the sink and hands it to Phantom.

“There are other kits here?” They perk up, looking around like these other kits might magically show up just because they asked. Swiss makes a silly face like he’s pooping, which makes Phantom laugh. He takes a sip from his cup and wiggles at how it makes his mouth not hurt anymore.

“Sometimes. Sometimes when Dew or Rain or Cumulus have big feelings, they get small like you are.” Swiss looks back at Phantom after he grabs the cheerios from the top shelf, then turns around and grabs a bib from a drawer lower down. He tries to loop it around Phantom’s neck but the kit crosses their arms.

“I’m a big b-” they start, but saying boy doesn’t feel right even if it tries to slide off their tongue, so they try again. “A big kit.”

Swiss nods and puts both things away, instead grabbing a muffin from the snack cabinet that Phantom reaches for enthusiastically. They turn the wrapper off quickly and shove half of it in their mouth before Swiss can reach for it to stop them.

“Phantom,” he scolds. The little ghoul ignores it though, loudly chewing the too-big mouthful and starting up a wiggle again.

“Oh thank Lucifer Swiss, I need…” Dew stops himself short when he walks in the kitchen and finds Phantom’s big eyes looking back at him, muffin crumbs all over his face and sippy cup frozen half way to his mouth. “That’s… mine. What-” he starts, but Swiss steps between the two.

“I’ll wash it, Phantom just needed to borrow your sippy. He’s feeling vulnerable,” Swiss says the last part through his teeth. Phantom doesn’t really know what that word means but they know it’s probably not good.

“But that’s not normal. Are you sure he’s ok?”

The blood starts to pound in Phantom’s ears again. All they hear is that they’re not normal, too small. It’s something they’ve heard too many times to count. It makes them want to hide again.

But they’re big. They don’t need to run away, they’ll show Dew how big they really are. They throw the sippy cup on the ground. It obviously isn’t meant for ghouls as big as them, because the top pops off and sends water all over the floor. They feel a little bad, but Dew and Swiss have stopped ignoring them, so they cross their arms and say as big as they can, “I’m big, and I’m not a boy.”

“Oh,” is all Dew says.

“Are you a girl?” Swiss asks. Phantom’s big act falls quickly. They hadn’t really thought about it. If they aren’t a boy or a girl, what are they? Can you not be a boy or a girl? They know they’re not a girl, so maybe they are a boy. They shake their head and look towards Swiss for him. Luckily, he smiles warmly again.

“Ok, you can be our little bat.” It pulls another happy wiggle out of Phantom, this one reaching from the tips of their ears to the spade of their tail, which now that they’re done chewing they can slot back in their mouth.

“Our little bat is actually a toddler,” Dew says only to Swiss.

“I’m 6!” Phantom yells and kicks their feet. Dew puts out a hand like Phantom just said the same thing he did, which makes them cross their arms and stick out their tongue at not being listened to.

“Hey babybat,” Swiss crouches down so he’s the same height as the kit. “Why don’t you finish your muffin, and then we’ll go take a nap, alright? I’ll be right back.” Phantom chirps in agreement, too busy after remembering they still have a whole half of their muffin to inhale. Dew steps out into the common room. He keeps watching Phantom the whole time through the window between the two rooms, until Swiss hands him a different sippy cup, this one pink and sparkly, and goes out to join Dew.

Phantom watches them wave their arms while he chews on his muffin. He imagines they’re dinosaurs fighting each other, the flying ones that look like bats and have big claws and beaks. They roar at each other, and it’s a good thing Phantom speaks dinosaur.

“Get away from my egg,” Swiss roars. He spreads out his wings to make himself look big. Phantom, who’s obviously the egg, puffs out their chest to match.

“I’m going to eat your egg!” Dew roars back, taking a swipe at Swiss, and even though they know they’re only playing pretend, the thought of Dew hurting Swiss for real scares them. They look down. The floor is so far away, but they have to be brave. They shut their eyes tight and push off, somehow landing on their feet. They take a deep breath. They’re so brave, they can do anything, so they run out of the kitchen and wrap themself around Swiss’s leg. Dew’s attack stops right away.

“Don’t h-h-hurt h-him,” Phantom pleads. They make their meanest, scariest face at the fire ghoul. Dew tilts his head at them, looks back up at Swiss, and then crouches down to be on Phantom’s level.

“I’m sorry bug, I didn’t mean to yell.” He looks at Swiss awkwardly. It takes Phantom a minute to remember that, oh yeah, that is how this whole thing started. They don’t know what to say, so instead they chirp and lay a big, wet kiss on Dew’s cheek. He wipes it off and sticks his tongue out, but he still can’t stop himself from smiling, which Phantom takes as a win. They stick their tail back into their mouth and smile back shyly.

“Feeling tired babybat?” Swiss asks, ending the moment. Dew stands up and starts to slowly make his way towards Rain’s room, while Swiss scoops up Phantom once again and carries them to their own.

They didn’t think they were feeling tired, but being laid under they’re covers and surrounded by Swiss, it’s hard to keep their eyes open anymore.

When he wakes up he’s groggy, but it slowly comes back to him that his shirt’s not so big anymore, and Swiss isn’t covering him so completely, and he sobs into Swiss’ chest in relief.

#regressed ghouls #phantom ghoul #aeon ghoul #little phantom #swiss ghoul #caretaker swiss #dew ghoul #ghost band fanfic #the band ghost #octo presents #octo sfw

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Tbh I??? Really love these Bell’s Hells Company Retreat Activities???? Bc like. It’s not like any of them have been overly cagey this whole time, or actively hiding big secrets from each other. (someone at some point mentioned how BUCKwild it would have been to watch the M9 try to play What The Fuck Is Up With That within the first ten episodes of c2, with all the shit all of them were hiding and how much their early relationships were based on a mutual understanding that no one would expect each other to bring up the past unless it became a danger - the only one who ever poked that particular bear was Beau with Caleb at the start when she traded access to the Archive for the reason why Caleb gets fucked up by fire, and that private conversation shaped their relationship for the rest of the campaign BUT I digress.)

Nothing anyone confessed during the Honesty exercise was… a surprise. The only one who hadn’t shared the entirety of his past (that he remembered) was Chetney, and his was never the past that felt like a threat - that revelation was more along the lines of FCG’s type of “tell me about your family trauma so I can fix you” line of questioning.

The truths the Hells offered up to each other… they were significant (Fearne, I was disappointed in you for being afraid of your power), and scary (deep down, both Delilah and I kind of want the shard), and hard to say out loud (even on the nights I bunk up with one of you, I feel so lonely), but critically, so little of it was surprising. No one was sharing anything earth-shattering about their pasts or previously unknown plans for future betrayal.

And during the Communication exercise - none of them - Chetney, Imogen, Ashton, or Orym - doubted that their directors were leading them the wrong way. They listened, and paid attention to instructions, and didn’t try their own path because they felt like they knew better.

And then during Trust! The part that should have been the hardest!! All of them were obviously distrustful of each other, shooting around stressed looks, sending familiars to dive-bomb to check for flesh, but like… none of them actually turned on each other. None of them ganged up, or broke off, or stood in opposition - they were wary of each other, and they got the task done.

So… it didn’t really lead to any huge shifts in the dynamic. But that was never really what they needed! The Hells have trusted each other since the beginning, and even when they’re actively having to fight each other, it’s always with a desperation born from a place of concern. They really do care for and love each other. I don’t think any of them, if they sat down to think about it, truly believed that one of them was going to betray the others.

But they haven’t had time to sit and think about it. They have been actively fighting the literal end of the world since like… ep 45 (first irl Ludinus sighting/convo). The apocalypse happened. Has been happening. For thirty episodes now. They spent a good chunk of that time apart from each other, and then the rest of it desperately reaching out to anyone with more power than themselves to beg for their help.

So yeah! It’s not a big surprise that they’re all bottling up a lot of their own shit right now! There aren’t that many personal issues that feel like they deserve more attention than the literal end of the world.

It was inevitable something was going to give. And since Ashton’s shit was up next for dissection because they had a past that brushed up against the Primordials? Of course they were the one whose internal lockdown broke first. And of course when it did, it physically shattered Ashton, too, right along those same fault lines where Milo put them back together the first time. It’s so good that they had friends who were there, past and present, to make sure none of the pieces got lost. To put them back together.

We watched Laudna break down right after, specifically because she was back home, in this place where Delilah had first tortured and killed her, where she had lived as a wraith haunting a castle. Delilah had been slowly picking the lock on the cage the Hells had forced her into, and Ashton’s “betrayal” was the last tumbler Delilah needed to snap into place to break the lock in Laudna’s mind. And her mind shattered, fragmented in the same way it had been after she was first brought back as Delilah’s vessel. How beautiful that it was Laudna’s love of children and her desire to make Ashton a gift (meant to be part insult, “because you’re a child,” and declaration of her care for him, “I like children.”)

And Fearne… Fearne almost broke down after them. Slamming the hammer down next to Ashton’s head over and over and over, screaming at him, wandering away through the city, sleeping alone in the woods… She saw the cliff’s edge coming. That’s why she asked them if they could stop at her Nana’s first.

Because she needed it. And the rest of the Hells say, “Why? Do you think Nana Morri can help us in this?” And Fearne says, “Well, I don’t know, but…” And Imogen says, “Do you need it for you?” And Fearne says, in a small and shattered voice, “…yes.”

And that’s the end of the discussion.

They go home, to a place where they are safe and have time, for the first time since Ruidus was locked in place.

And so they have time to be Honest - and they are. Fearne likes to watch them all and play with their hair while they sleep. Orym has thought through how he would neutralize them if he absolutely had to. Ashton thinks it would be better for him to be dead than for Fearne to be hurt. Imogen is scared to face her mom. Laudna dreams of leaving this behind. FCG is jealous of the people around him with a heart, because they have possibilities he doesn’t. Chetney hasn’t settled down once in 400 years because he’s scared he’s cursed to drive away any family he has.

Behind all of this - I want to know everything about you. I need to make sure you don’t hurt each other. I would sacrifice myself to keep you from pain. I don’t want to choose between my blood and this family we’ve built. I want you all to be safe. I want you to pursue happiness. I don’t want to lose you.

And then, Communication - follow along this path. Listen to my voice. Keep calm, keep quiet. Stay the course. I will keep you safe. Keep walking, keep walking, and… you’re there, honey.

And finally, Trust. Two of them are going to be replaced by fae beings bent on preventing them from completing their mission, and they have to complete this task without letting the infiltrators stop them. Okay. Let’s all stick together. Keep eyes on each other. Wait for the doppelgängers to give themselves away somehow. Do you remember these small, banal details about our mutual history? There’s a possibility that action you took was malicious, but I know you well enough to know that might have been a mistake you made on your own. Here, I’ll walk into traps to show that I’m not going to stop you. I’ll get out of your way and take out the threats. I’ll be eyes in the sky and send my familiar to poke you to test if you feel like you should. But nothing you’re doing makes me see you as a real threat - just the possibility of one. I trust you. I trust in you. I trust myself to know enough about you to identify if you’re doing something differently than normal.

And the result of those exercises? No new information, but maybe some things that we all had lost track of amongst the chaos. I am not shocked by your Honesty. I know deep down that I can rely on your Communication. I do Trust you. I know you. I care for you. I know you care for me, too. Even when I have doubts, even when you fuck up, even when things break bad and you make the wrong call…

We are a team for a reason, and no matter what we said in the beginning, it is not just out of necessity or convenience. Are we a bunch of fucked up, broken people? Absolutely. Are we going to continue to fuck up? Probably. Does that change how we feel about each other? No. Never. As long as you’ll have me, I’ll be here, fighting alongside you. Helping you up when you stumble. Offering a shoulder when you need to cry. Standing over you to protect you if you fall. Laughing with you in good times, kicking ass for you in bad. This is our family, damn it. It is strange, and broken, but it is ours, and it is good.

#critical role #bells hells #c3e80 #cr3 #c3 #this got away from me a bit maybe??? but fuck!! I was feeling so many damn emotions this episode!!! this is obvs a v watsonian take #I also wanted to add the doyalist take that the players needed some role play that was like… thematically appropriate (shit be fucked) #but without world-altering stakes #it’s been a stressful time!! #I am glad that they were having fun with the dnd mini games matt made for them #but anyway the post got too fuckin long so there it is in the tags #fuck I love this story

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The Lost Dragon NSFW Alphabet.

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MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!

A = Aftercare (what Aemond is like after sex with Vaelys)

After they’ve finished basking in the afterglow of sex, Aemond likes to cuddle Vaelys and nuzzle her neck whilst pressing soft kisses to her skin.

Although this has often led to him getting hard again so they end up going another round.

Plus, for a bonus, sometimes he loves to keep his cock inside Vaelys even after he’s gone soft, he enjoys feeling close.

B = Body part (their favourite body part of theirs and also Vaelys’)

His favourite body part of his own is his hair, he just loves it when Vaelys coils her fingers in it and pulls it as he thrusts his cock deep inside her.

His favourite body part on Vaelys is a tie between her breasts and her eyes, he loves licking/sucking her nipples and putting his face in between them, especially after she birthed one of his babes, but he also loves looking into her amethyst eyes, she has the most amazing eyes he’s ever seen, they almost sparkle in the light.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Loves to cum inside his wife, in her cunny, in her mouth and sometimes in her arse when they indulge in that sort of thing.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Fucking Vaelys on the Iron Throne a few weeks after they’d been crowned, his naughty wife had him sit on the throne whilst she rode him.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Doesn’t like to think about his experience on the streets of silk when he was younger, most of his experience comes from the years he’s spent with Vaelys and both of them teaching each other.

When he was in exile, many whores had tried to gain his attention, but he wasn’t interested.

F = Favourite position 

Loves being on top, there’s just something about the intimacy of being able to look into Vaelys’ eyes or how he can kiss her as he thrusts his cock inside her.

Although he does love it when she’s on top and he can play with her breasts, he also likes to look where they are joined as she rides him, he even likes taking her from behind, he loves how deep he can thrust his cock inside her, especially when he bends her over the vanity in their chambers.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Pleasure is serious. He will not disgrace himself.

H = Hair (how well-groomed are they?)

Well-groomed and clean, although he did let himself go with the grooming when he was in exile, it wasn’t until he came to Volantis that he started taking care of himself again.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Constantly tells Vaelys how much he loves her. He also likes it when Vaelys declares her love for him in return.

He didn’t experience love growing up and sometimes he just needs to know, his exile was hard on him. Not hearing her voice, not feeling her body against his.

His heart stopped the day he left her arms and didn’t beat again until he returned to them.

To have something so precious and then have it taken away, it damaged him more than he will ever admit out loud.

J = Jack off (masturbation)

When he was in exile, he fucked his fist every night, gods he missed his wife so much.

But when he returned, they had sex often enough that he doesn’t need to touch himself all the time, but he does indulge every now and then. Especially when Vaelys has her moonblood.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Lactation Kink, Breeding Kink, Spit Kink, Slight Dom, Hair Pulling, Cock Warming.

L = Location (favourite places to do the deed)

Prefers their chambers for privacy purposes but will indulge in sex in other areas, especially the hot springs underneath Dragonstone. Their corner of heaven.

Although he has fucked her many times in the council chambers before and after meetings.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Pretty much anything when it comes to Vaelys, she knows exactly how to get his cock hard, especially when she bites her lower lip.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Nothing to do with piss.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He could spend all day, everyday devouring Vaelys’ cunny, he loves bringing her to peak on his tongue. As for receiving, he loves the feelings of Vaelys’ tongue running along his cock and her teeth gently grazing against him.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Depends on how he feels, he loves slow and a gentle, making sure to take his time, but he also loves fast and rough.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

YES!! Especially that time they fucked in the alcove of the sept and of course they have fucked more than once on the Iron Throne. But no one knows that - or at least he hopes they don't.

And also, when you have children, sometimes all you have time for is a quickie.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Sometimes likes to fuck Vaelys in the arse. He read about it in a naughty book he found in the library, they don’t indulge much but he likes to know that he’s the only man who’s possessed every part of her.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Has a good recovery time, can go multiple rounds or sometimes likes to have one prolonged session.

It did take longer as he got older, but damn if he isn’t constantly hard every time his wife is sitting on the throne.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Doesn’t need that sort of thing, got a perfectly good cock of his own.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Loves to tease to the point of tears and frustration, enjoys listening to Vaelys begging for his cock, loves to overstimulate her.

Especially when she begs in their mother tongue.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Can be loud and very vocal. Often tells Vaelys how much he loves fucking her and how good she feels.

Although they had to quieten down, after that unbelievably embarrassing conversation with his children about where babes come from.

W = Wild card (a random head canon for the character)

Fucked Vaelys on dragon back, it wasn’t planned, but he’d once accompanied her on the back of Vermithor and well one minute his hands were around her waist and the next she was leaning forward in the saddle as he stuck his cock in her, he wasn’t what Vermithor thought but the great bronze fury had seemed eager to get back to Silverwing and not too long after that she’d delivered another clutch of eggs.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Very impressive. Length and girth. Reaches all the right places.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

High- He can’t get enough of his wife.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Depends on if he wants another round, but he loves cuddling up to Vaelys and holding her naked body against his as he drifts off.

#house of the dragon #aemond targaryen #hotd aemond #aemond fanfiction #hotd fanfic #aemond fic #aemond x oc #aemond x original female character #hotd fic #aemond one eye #aemond #aemond smut #prince aemond #prince aemond targaryen #hotd smut #hotd

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Anonymous: Idk if you've done this before but how would like the re8 woman react to period sex or menstrual sex because I somehow think that the dimitrescu's would be in for it (if you want to do it, if you don't or if it bothers you then it's okay 👀)

18+ Minors DNI

I only write gender-neutral reader, but I’m just going to write about the ladies having their period and head canons about that! Personally, I love period sex. I’ve definitely gotten very excited when past girlfriends were menstruating XD Let’s get into it!

Alcina:

Alcina is all for menstrual sex. She’s so sensitive like this. Every nerve ending is on fire as you satisfy her.

While the bleeding is an annoyance in daily life… It kind of evens out because of how much fun the two of you can have when she’s menstruating.

Sometimes, Alcina will call out for you to stop if she has a cramp, but usually that’s not an issue.

The feeling of being seen like this is so precious to Alcina. She wouldn’t do this with anybody else.

Donna:

Early on into your relationship, Donna would all but lock herself in her room for four days when she had her period. She’s just really embarrassed. (She shouldn’t be, but she can’t seem to tell her brain that.)

One morning, you both wake up at around the same time. Donna however, looks very uncomfortable as she sits up.

You ask what’s wrong and she bursts into tears. “I… I think I bled all over my side.” She weeps.

Once you realize that she’s not hurt, you hug her and reassure her. She’s so cute.

She… Eventually warms up to menstrual sex, but she needs a lot of encouragement.

Miranda:

Miranda is a scientist. There’s really no bodily function that grosses her out.

Talking about menstruation, though? People considered it taboo when she was growing up.

Miranda does her best to keep all information about her cycle to herself and won’t even tell you when she has her period.

But, you have ways to get her to talk about it… One day, she finds you laughing hysterically in the bathroom.

“What is-” Miranda stops abruptly when she sees… A tampon? Hanging out of your nose?

You play dumb. “What are these, Miranda?” You ask.

Miranda is thoroughly flustered. “Th-they’re tampons, Y/N! Give that to me at once!” She shrieks, ashamed. She pulls the string to get it out of your nose.

You grin. You just wanted to hear her say “Tampon” out loud. Miranda’s still not having period sex, though.

Bela:

I hc that Bela has horrible cramps. She is in no mood to get frisky with you, like this. However… The week before her period starts, she is ready to let you have at her. She’s so sensitive.

Bela sometimes forgets that her period is imminent (She’s got a lot of other stuff to worry about). One day, she wakes up covered in blood (But, not in the way she likes XD)

She is so embarrassed and holds her face in her hands. She cries softly.

You hear Bela stirring and you wake up. “Bela, what’s wrong?” You ask her.

“I… Forgot about my period! I bled everywhere!” She weeps.

Poor Bela. You get her cleaned up and the sheets changed before you snuggle up with her.

Bela is so grateful to have you.

Cassandra:

Cass is even more unhinged when she has her period. Her sexual appetite increases immediately.

The thought of you eating her out like this… Does something to her.

Cass does feel a little sluggish when it comes to her daily routine, though.

She also eats a few more maidens than usual too.

However, as much as Cass is all too eager to have sex like this, you better not bring up her period in general conversation. For some reason, it makes her very bashful. Even though… You two are literally doing the most intimate act and making her period a focal point.

She’s a hard woman to understand.

Dani:

Dani is all for menstrual sex. Hey, sharing is caring, you know?

She’s downright feral sometimes. Her body is craving release and you give it to her.

It’s cute when she begs for junk food. However, if she asks you to get her a snack, you better be quick about it. She’ll break down and cry. Not that this is particularly unusual outside of her period.

Dani loves how easily your fingers and tongue slide into her when she’s bleeding. It’s like natural lube.

If Dani accidentally bleeds on the bed as she sleeps, you immediately clean her up and change the sheets. You don’t want her to feel badly.

You just became even more hot in her eyes.

Note: I’m a degenerate, I admit it XD

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[kaminocasey]

25 Days of Life Day: Day 9 - Life Day Pranks with Delta Squad

Summary: You and Scorch play a prank on Boss, it doesn't go well.

Pairing: (Sorta) Delta Squad x gn!Reader

Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI; Implied that they're all into the reader, Grumpy!Boss, Rude!Vau mentioned, slight angst

A/N: I KNOW this is SO late lol. BUT the urge to do a part two eventually is SO strong. Anyway, it's still the holiday season at least, and I'm going to take the course of the winter to do these so maybe it'll help with my seasonal depression? Idk anywayyyy here we go.

You and Scorch have spent all day wrapping the ship as a little prank just for Boss. Sev had said if you pranked him, him being Sev, he’d kill you. But he had slightly smiled when he said it, so you knew he wasn’t serious. You’re Sev’s only soft spot. But Boss… Boss is a hardass. You’ve never even seen the man smile. 

“A little higher.” You call up to Scorch as he hovers over the ship with his jetpack.

“Got it, cyar’ika.” Scorch calls back down to you as he flies up a bit higher and tapes the final piece of wrapping paper over the top. 

It was perhaps the greatest prank any squad has ever come up with. And you’ve seen the goofy pranks of the 501st. They’re pretty good… but this? Classic.

“Boss is gonna kill you, you know.” Sev’s deep voice purrs to you as Scorch lands.

You and Scorch glance at each other with a grin and both say, “Worth it.” 

Sev just shakes his head and joins Fixer on the crates. You and Scorch attempt to find something else to keep you busy until Boss comes back from whatever he’s doing. 

An hour later, Boss comes walking into the hangar, his helmet in one hand and looking down at the datapad in the other. And he nearly drops both when he looks up at the ship. 

“HAPPY LIFE DAY, BOSS!” You grin.

“Take it down. Now.” Boss stares at you. 

Your grin falters slightly and Sev notices. Nonetheless, you try to keep your cool. 

“Oh, come on Sarge. It’s-” Scorch starts but Boss silences him with a glare.

“Defacing GAR property is your idea of a prank?” He stares down at you, angrily.

“I think if it’s able to be taken down, it doesn’t count as defacing, right?” You start, crossing your arms.

Honestly, he’s taking it worse than you expected, which is almost a little embarrassing. You’d expected him to just roll his eyes and shake his head. Dammit… Sev is going to give you such a hard time. 

“Maybe if you spent as much time working on your medical skills as you do these silly pranks with Scorch, you’d-” Boss starts to fire off but Sev steps in between the two of you, backing his brother up.

“Go get something to eat, Boss. We’ll clean this up.” Sev mumbles and you look at him, wide-eyed.

You’ve never been yelled at by Boss before. In fact, this broodiness seems a little out of character even for him. 

But still, you can’t help that your feelings are hurt. And you definitely can’t help the lump in your throat or the slight tremble of your bottom lip. You don’t notice the hard stare that Sev is giving the sergeant as you go and start to pull the wrap down off the ship. And you also don’t notice the disapproving shake of Fixer’s head as Boss walks past him. 

See, what you don’t realize is all of these Delta lads really care for you in their own way. Especially Sev, who more than cares about you, but doesn’t know how to tell you. 

“Lemme help, cyar’ika...” Sev murmurs as he ignites his jetpack and flies up to the top of the ship, ripping the wrapping paper down until it all falls over you, making you laugh. 

He smiles down at you, bright teeth and all. Something you don’t see often. But he loves the sound of your laugh. They all do. 

Fixer and Scorch come and scoop all of the paper and toss it into a bin across the hangar. 

“Don’t let Boss’ grumpy ass get you down.” Sev tells you.

“You’re one to talk.” Scorch teases as he walks by.

Sev’s middle finger goes up, making Scorch crack up. You laugh with him, but then realize that you’ve seen Boss this grumpy before. When Vau chewed him out really bad and made him feel lesser than. 

“Oh…” You murmur. “I’ll catch you guys at dinner. I gotta go do something.”

“Alright.” Sev nods, watching you walk briskly toward the barracks. 

When you reach your barracks, the doors slide open and you find Boss standing over the desk by the window overlooking the Kaminoan Sea. He’s looking down at his data pad, but slightly lifts his head when the doors open, barely acknowledging you.

“Are you okay?” You approach him, slowly. 

He grunts out a ‘yeah’ and you know you should leave it at that, that you shouldn’t meddle. He’s never been forthcoming with his emotions before, why would he now?

“Whatever Vau said to you today… doesn’t define you, Boss… You’re… a really great leader. I wouldn’t rather follow anyone else.” You look down at your feet. “I know he’s unnecessarily hard on you. But you’re better than him.” 

“You don’t know what you’re talking about.” He murmurs.

When you look up, he’s turned around looking down at you. You go warm under his stare, probably from embarrassment from earlier. 

You shrug, standing your ground, though. “What I said is still true.”

His eyebrows go up ever so slightly. You’ve made it weird, you realize that now. 

“Anyway… I just… wanted to tell you that.” You murmur and start to turn to leave.

“I’m… sorry about earlier.” He tells you, making you pause to look at him again. 

He’s looking at you with a softness, an almost sheepishness. 

“Thanks.” You smile, softly. 

He nods. “You’re a great medic… Wouldn’t rather have anyone else stitch me up.”

Your chest tightens at his kind words. Two times today he’s been uncharacteristic. 

“Let’s eat.” You nod to the door.

He looks back at his holopad. 

“Doctor’s orders.” You smile, making his chest tighten. 

“Sure thing, Doc.” He smiles slightly for the first time since you’ve known him and you feel like it could be a Life Day miracle.

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#25 Days of Life Day #25 Days of Life Day 2023 #Delta Squad #Delta Squad x reader

[talesfrommedinastation]

My redneck neighbor Doug watches 'The Bad Batch': Pabu

So, maybe it's because the Razorbacks are currently up over the Tigers, which makes Doug's LSU loving self extra fired up this evening, but I have made the mistake of asking him again about his opinion on the episode after 'The Outpost', which was 'Pabu'.

He called this both 'HR Goes to Daytona' and 'Did I miss an episode?'.

Doug: Make sure you put one of my Baton Rouge boys on the internet too right now. GEAUX TIGERS.

CW: Doug insults everyone, everything, and is generally a cantankerous old jerk in this one. His wife should have unplugged his internet. Lots of adult everything, ranging from language to...well, if you're under 18, please be warned.

Prepare thyself, especially if you're a TechxPhee fan. The amount of angry emojis I got in the text messages were pretty wild.

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'Pabu' aka 'HR Goes to Daytona'

Oh it’s Church Lady and it’s Sunday service. Why is little orphan blondie in the bar with her? Daddy Rambo has his knife but you know the man was plowing vodka out of sight here. He’s tired.

I thought he hated Church Lady? Did I miss an episode?

Ah, now Ryan-from-Accounting is playing solitaire. Atta boy, get your mind off the bitch wife Laura. If he makes out with that garbage robot I’ll throw up. 

Time to skee-daddle. Woah! Church Lady just grabbed Ryan-from-Accounting. That man looks terrified, probably because he found a Youtube video of her taking down muggers behind Manning's after a Pelicans game. Bitch wife Laura gonna blow a gasket.

But such is the way of the Church Lady, I have known many in my day. “I groped the hot new usher in Jesus’s house, but it’s okay, The Lord forgives”.

(praise the Lord and pass the Tabasco)

No, seriously, did I miss an episode? I feel like I did.  

Houma-BBQ bitch is bitching, as is her wont. I wonder what sauce her tail would taste best with. Carolina Gold? I’d cook her brisket style. Oh, wait, back to the show. 

And now they’re on paradise! Daytona Beach! Who is this guy, he looks like he used to play hoops now he plays how much dessert he can eat at Golden Corral. Props to him, that lava cake is gold. Hope Rex and Toaster Strudel are there.

Where are Rex and Toaster Strudel.

No, really, where are Rex and Toaster Strudel.

I’m getting real mad here, where are Rex and Toaster Strudel. 

CHURCH LADY, GET BACK IN YOUR SPACE UBER AND GO FIND REX AND TOASTER STRUDEL. I DON’T CARE ABOUT YOUR MUSEUM OF SHIT YOU FOUND IN PEOPLE’S BACKYARDS AND THE DUMPSTER BEHIND THE KEY LARGO PUBLIX, GO GET REX AND TOASTER STRUDEL.

SHOVE RYAN-FROM-ACCOUNTING BACK INTO THE DRIVER’S SEAT, PAY FOR HIS GAS, AND GO GET REX AND TOASTER STRUDEL. 

“You have some competition”. From what, there’s gonna be a hot dog eating contest or something? Why does Ryan-from-Accounting look so upset? 

(“I think they’re trying to set him and Phee up, Doug.” “What, when did that happen? Did I miss an episode?”)

Ryan-from-Accounting looks either sad or excited and I’m so confused. Maybe it’s because I’ve been married since before the dinosaurs but why is he either frowning and freaked out by Church Lady or smiling at Church Lady? Is he having a breakdown like my nephew did after he lost his job? Does Bitch Wife Laura know about this? Does he like Church Lady or is he planning on pepper spraying her? Did I miss an episode? Is this how the children flirt on the Ticky-Tack? No wonder y’all aren’t getting married any more. 

(“Doug, you did not miss an episode. And it is called Tik-Tok.” “I MISSED AN EPISODE. I KNOW I DID, AND IT IS CALLED THE TICKY-TACK!!!”) 

Ya know who would solve these questions? REX AND MOTHER LOVING TOASTER STRUDEL, WHO AIN’T HERE. THEY NEED TO BE HERE. WHERE ARE YOU HIDING THEM CHURCH LADY. 

Oh lovely, Hoops forgot to make a reservation at BoneFish, so they’re having his gas station sushi. Not one shrimp or crab on that table? Y’all Hoops is failing so hard right now, as a boy from Louisiana I’m just offended. His momma raised that man WRONG. 

You know who would love sushi on the beach while watching the sun set? REX AND TOASTER STRUDEL, and Daddy Warcrimes and Sassy Park Ranger too. 

I MISS SASSY PARK RANGER ALREADY!!!!!!

But no, Rex and Toaster Strudel are busy at work saving the galaxy while Julio and the gang throw back cocktails and stare at the sun like they dropped cheap acid they bought in a sketchier part of Biloxi. Which is all of Biloxi, I guess. 

Oh, and Ryan-from-Accounting is awkward around Church Lady and stares at his phone lest that Bitch Wife Laura of his get a snap of them sitting together and Little Orphan Blondie pets a monkey. I hope they all get food poisoning. I’m so mad.

They need Toaster Strudel the way I need FSU to lose this weekend, I have money on that game too. WHY IS ARKANSAS STILL UP IN THE SECOND QUARTER.

Ah, Little Orphan Blondie’s on a boat with her new buddy, that’s nice. If she doesn’t find Rex and Toaster Strudel out in the ocean with James Cameron I hope–oh, shoot, I was in the navy. I know what that water means. Oh boy.

Well bless Ryan-from-Accounting, he watches Big Tuna and knows how to do a rescue. Church Lady looks happy. He finally touched her, it only took a natural disaster and a whole lot of nagging on her part. Oh, poor Church Lady, you need a guy who actually likes you back. 

Seriously, why does that man look like the subject of them shitty videos HR makes us watch once a year so we don’t get sued? I don’t know, but I’m starting to understand why his Bitch Wife Laura is the way she is. I can’t believe the episode they filmed in Daytona makes me feel for her, but it do. 

(“Doug, you’re making up Bitch Wife Laura in your head. She’s not in the show.” “Well, it’s clear that I missed some episodes, so maybe I missed the Bitch Wife Laura ones.” “No, you didn’t miss any, I promise.” “Are you SURE?!”)

Man, the tsunami got people running like it’s Black Friday Wal-Mart in Tampa. But they rescued an old guy and Daddy Rambo got the stolen work truck working to rescue the kids. Hooray, I guess. 

You know who would have done a better job? Of all of this?

REX AND MOTHER-LOVING TOASTER STRUDEL. But they ain’t here!

(Doug's love for them runs hard and it runs deep, for which I can empathize)

You know who should have been on a beach horking down Mai Tais and getting into Church Lady and her handsy hands?

POOR POOR SASSY PARK RANGER. BUT HE DIED BACK IN WYOMING.  I bet he’d love a back massage from Church Lady too! He’d sass her, she’d sass him back, and they’d make out on the beach while Daddy Warcrimes played the saxophone behind them or something. I support that. I’d like that. He’s got brown eyes.*

Make it work, Star Wars, damn it. 

(Doug has unlocked a new rarepair, I guess: Mayday and Phee? WTF?)

Well they’re hanging out here in Daytona for the time being, I guess. Julio passed out under a tree like a drunk uncle at a cookout. Everyone's smiling.

I’d be smiling too, knowing that REX AND TOASTER STRUDEL ARE ACTUALLY SAVING PEOPLE WHILE YOU CLOWNS STOMP AROUND FLORIDA. 

Stop smiling at Church Lady, Ryan-from-Accounting! Is it because you finally filed HR complaint paperwork or because you filed for divorce papers from Bitch Wife Laura? Why are you smiling?! Church Lady belongs to Sassy Park Ranger! 

(“Doug…Sassy Park Ranger’s dead. He and Church Lady never met. You need to stop.” “IF THEY CAN BRING PALPATINE BACK, THEY CAN BRING SASSY PARK RANGER BACK TOO!”) 

*=I NEED FAN ART OF THIS NOW, please @amalthiaph! Help me out!

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[j-1z]

xdinary heroes love languages

disclaimer: all of my readings are for entertainment purposes only and should be taken with a grain of salt, as these idols are strangers.

this reading was done on aug 24th, 2023. i used the ‘dreaming way’ deck and caroline myss' 'archetype cards' deck. i also pulled up the member's birth charts for a bit more guidance.

Whatever love language his partner wants, is Gunil’s love language. I did two pulls here because he was so unclear with his feelings. Bottom line, is he isn’t sure of his love language because he kind of just goes with what his partner wants. Gunil has a tendency to become extremely infatuated with people and is willing to give himself completely to them. I imagine someone kneeling, helpless at an altar. There’s a sense of feeling lost and confused in terms of love right now, so he’s not exactly sure what his love language is. He wants to desperately make someone happy, playing with different ideas of what would be nice. Very idealistic in love and finds it hard to stay in reality in this aspect of his life - like a rock in pretty much every other part of his life and ideally, wants his partner to lean on him, but it seems that he would unintentionally allow them to knock him over and call it love. Once he heals, he gives knight vibes hardcore - chivalrous, a bit traditional, devotion is a huge theme here, wants to see his partner try and make leaps and bounds. He wants to worship, but needs to learn to take care of himself and set boundaries first.

Acts of service is Jungsu’s love language. He tends to automatically take a more dominant role in his relationships, at least emotionally. Truly lives up to that “mom” title - softly guiding, compassionate, warm and super kind. He wants to relieve his partner’s burdens so that they can shine again. Literally, picking up the pieces of their life to lighten the load, I imagine a mother goose character rounding up her gosling children. He also seems to know what to say to make his partner feel good. On the other hand, Jungsu needs to be careful with doing things to get his partner to “shut up,” whether it’s in a half-assed manner, he’s doing it while sighing through it, or teetering into people-pleaser territory. Has the ability to be someone his partner can lean on in a more tangible manner. 

Quality time is Jiseok’s love language. He loves to kind of follow his partner around, sticking his nose into what they’re doing and simply being around them. I imagine a puppy whose tail keeps wagging as they sit and stare at their owner. Would love parallel play - helps break up the monotony of doing mundane things and he’s got someone to mess around with, pick their brain, etc. The deepest way to an emotional connection is to connect through the brain first, the heart and the mind go very hand in hand for him, and the best way to connect through the brain is to spend time together. Long talks, storytelling are all things he likes. 

Acts of service and words of affirmation are Seungmin’s love languages. Just want to comment on the amount of depth this guy has - for a Gemini, he reminds me more of a Scorpio with the way he operates in relationships. Relationships for him are something that transforms both him and his partner, and he wants to see them grow even (and especially) if it’s painful. Seungmin tends to go for jaded types, but not without cause. He’s the type to do your laundry when you can’t, make you a meal or get food when you can’t get out of bed, and inevitably, hoist you up by your bootstraps and get you moving again. It’s all out of love and the necessity to be connected on such a visceral level. The type to give you hard truths, but also tell you that you’ll be okay in the end. There’s a deep fire that burns when he’s with a partner that makes him feel alive - can be a little aggressive or abrasive with how he gives his love sometimes. I imagine someone throwing blinds open abruptly to flood a dark room with light, a “come on, get up, let’s go,” and holding hands to go take a shower for the first time in a couple days. Very wise, probably has been through what he likes to help others through. Also, refuses to settle for anyone who isn’t up for a transformation, which makes him appear aloof and not available to most.

Acts of service is Hyeongjun’s love language. He has a hard time verbally speaking his truth, putting words to his feelings and has a real tendency to slip up in his speech often (I think he mentioned something about this recently, preferring to perform and paint as a way to express?). It actually seems that he’s convinced he needs to be more of a physical touch or words of affirmation kind of partner - very naïve lover, I don’t think he’s had much experience, if any at all, in terms of love. His ideas of love he absorbs from the world around him (media, his parents, his bandmates, etc). The best way to show his love would be through different, more practical ways, instead of big, poetic words or throwing himself at his partner. He is surprisingly level headed when it comes to his partners and takes on an almost fatherly role to them. Hyeongjun also tends to be attracted to those who have big woes - very similar to Seungmin in that he would cook his partner a meal if they haven’t eaten, sit and let his partner vent (and give advice!), etc. However, there is less of that “tough love” aspect, so much as there is a humanitarian, “you’re human, you deserve to be happy” kind of energy. If his partner needed to spend time just rotting in bed, he’d probably join and make sure they had basic needs met until they felt better enough to do it themselves. Runner up is gift giving - very contemplative and thoughtful, he would be good at making playlists, paintings, etc for his partner and it’s a great outlet for big feelings.

Physical touch and acts of service are Jooyeon’s love languages. In relationships, he tends to really embody his Virgo mars - very warm, patient and giving to his partners, he wants to be someone that they can look up to for support. He is extremely similar to Gunil surprisingly, however Jooyeon has an easier time not losing himself in infatuation and can keep himself afloat easier. This seems to be the one aspect in his life where he is extremely grounded and can be a pillar of support for those that he loves. He has a lot of patience for the world around him - I want to note that even though he seems energetic and bouncy, his energy overall is very steady and rooted. This was also the most obvious physical touch reading I’ve gotten in a minute - he loves hugs and will not hesitate to give big ol’ squeezes. The act of hugging, cuddling, physical contact, etc helps him to regulate and connect more than any other ways - he finds it easier to physically express his love, instead of verbally. There’s a sense that he feels like he’s good at hugging/physical contact, but not always the best with words. Deep, deep down, Jooyeon is also a bit of a romantic and tends to look for “the one” when he’s dating. He wants someone to take care of and dote on. 

#xdinary heroes tarot #kpop #kpop tarot #kpop astrology #xdinary heroes astrology #xdinary heroes x reader #kbands astrology #kbands tarot #goo gunil #kim jungsu #kwak jiseok #oh seungmin #han hyeongjun #jun han #o.de #lee jooyeon

[circus4apsycho8]

leaves. | cole & reader

𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝟹/𝟽 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚒𝚛𝚌𝚞𝚜' 𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚐𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚎𝚜𝚝 (𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚘 + 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝).

Crunch, crunch! 

The leaves crinkle underneath your footsteps, allowing you to revel in their song. You proceed down the sidewalk, no set destination in mind. 

It’s one of those days where you feel the need to do something repetitive to allow your mind to wander freely, and what better way to do that than with a stroll through the fall-ridden atmosphere of your hometown? 

You pass quite a few people on your way, some of them offering greetings as you make your way past a shopping center. Here, the crowd thickens a bit, causing you to weave between people until you find a way through.

You breathe a sigh of relief, grateful to be away from the mass of bodies. A few seconds later, though, the sound of someone calling your name catches your attention. 

“Huh?” you mumble, turning to find someone working their way through the crowd as well. 

A few seconds later, Cole emerges, dressed in casual clothing as he waves at you. You grin, turning towards him. 

“Hey, Cole!” you greet, walking up to him. “It’s been a while, hasn’t it?” 

“It has,” he agrees. “Though, I’ve gotta admit...I didn’t expect to see you out here this early. What’s the occasion?” 

You shrug. “The weather has been nice lately, and I just felt like taking a walk today. What about you?” 

“Pretty much the same, with the addition of picking up some pastries from a bakery that I like around here,” he adds, gesturing towards a pastel pink painted building behind the two of you. “They have the best chocolate croissants here.” 

“I’ve heard,” you reply. “Care for some company?” 

“Be my guest,” he responds, the two of you falling into stride down the sidewalk. 

“Did you guys get the morning off from training?” 

“Yeah, Sensei had to run some kind of errand that took him way out of town. You know how he is. Can’t say I’m complaining, though, what with how hard he’s worked us lately.” 

“I’m glad you guys are getting some downtime,” you agree with a grin. 

“It’s nice to have a breather. By the way, care to take a scenic route through the forest? It’s really pretty this time of year, what with the leaves and all.” 

Leave it to the Master of Earth to know the prettiest forest routes. You’re all over it. “I’d love to!” 

“Great! It’s this way,” he directs, increasing his speed a bit. For a moment, you struggle to keep up, but once he breaches the perimeter of the forest, he slows down and waits for you to catch up. 

To your surprise, there’s something akin to a path cleared out. It winds throughout the woods, the sound of the town drowned out by the forest noise. 

Sure enough, the leaves around you are like a crackling fire, both in color and noise. They crunch underneath your feet, their colors bright and vibrant all around the two of you. 

“I can’t believe how many have fallen already,” you note, gesturing towards the deep pile of leaves lying beyond the path. “Some of these patches go up to my knee!” 

“Oh, you think these are deep? Let me show you something,” Cole prompts, leading you in a specific direction. You have no doubt that he knows exactly where he’s going, though, so you follow, curiosity piqued. 

Soon enough, Cole steps off of the path, eventually making his way towards a clearing. You notice that it leads to a playground behind a school. It’s a weekend day, though, so there are quite a few families here simply enjoying the cool weather while children play about, not having to worry about the confines of school. 

“Look over here,” Cole states, pointing to a certain direction. “This place used to be my old elementary school. During fall, the janitors would always rake the playground every morning and make one big pile of leaves off to the side. So, if they’re still doing it, that means...” 

Sure enough, there’s a giant pile of leaves situated off to the side, just out of view of the playground. Your eyes go wide at the size. 

“Oh my stars!” you cry, eyeing the pile of leaves with wonder. “How long does it take to build up this many? And how have they not blown away by now?!”  

Cole shrugs. “Not sure, but I remember I’d always come over here to mess around in the leaves. It was fun.” 

You go to reply, but trail off when you see the Master of Earth eyeing you with a conniving expression. Narrowing your eyes, you take a step away from him. 

Before you can get too far, though, he snatches your wrist gently before tossing you into the pile like you weigh nothing. 

“Cole!” you shriek, tumbling into the mass of leaves. “What was that for?!” 

He shrugs, mischievous expression returning as you surface. Your eyes widen as he starts falling forward, mind realize what’s happening too late. Just as you start scrambling to get out of his way, Cole topples into the pile. 

An unfazed Master of Earth crashes on top of you, effectively pushing you down to the bottom of the pile. You’re suddenly buried alive! 

“Cole!” you admonish, giggling through your fake anger as you push him off of you. 

He grunts as he hits the ground, chuckling before the two of you poke through the top of the leaves. 

“Come on, don’t you miss this?” he asks, poking his head out of the pile. A few leaves stick to his hair, face red with excitement as he grins. “You know...playing in the leaves when you were a kid?” 

“I mean, obviously, but that doesn’t mean you have to crush me!” 

“I just misjudged the direction of my fall,” he replies, seemingly unbothered by the additions to his hair. “Besides, it worked out in the end, didn’t it? We are both one with the pile now.” 

“You’re so dumb,” you mumble, eyes shifting down to the leaves once more. You smile softly, sifting through them. 

“Look at how big this leaf is!” Cole states, holding up a leaf that’s about the size of a dinner plate. 

“Wow, it really is. I didn’t think leaves could get that big. It’s really pretty, though, isn’t it?” you mumble, tracing the faded veins of the leaf. Parts of it have been ripped or torn, but despite the damage, its color remains, even if it is a bit jaded. 

The two of you avert your gaze upon hearing a foreign crunching, not caused by either of you. Immediately, your eyes are on your surroundings. 

“I saw something moving over there!” Cole notes, pointing in the direction. You follow his gaze, noticing a dark flurry of motion scampering behind the bushes and through the thick layer of leaves. 

“Is it an animal?” you wonder, realizing that the creature is too tiny to be a human. 

“I think so,” Cole answers, leaning forward a bit. 

A few moments later, a pair of small footsteps crunch atop the leaves, speeding up into a run before something darts into the pile of leaves. You and Cole glance at each other, surprised. 

"I think that was a cat,” Cole comments, glancing down at the pile before scrounging around. 

“Really? It ran by too quickly for me to see,” you note, hearing shifting emanating from somewhere underneath the pile. 

A few moments later, Cole seems to have found it. “Here we go.” 

And sure enough, Cole lifts a black cat out from the pile. The kitty simply mewls in response, not really fighting Cole’s gentle grip. 

“Hi there,” Cole mumbles, setting the feline onto the ground. The cat stands still for a moment as Cole gingerly pets it, a soft smile adorning his face. A few moments later, the kitty returns to its leaf antics by pawing at the leaves. 

“I think he likes the crunchy noises,” Cole observes, swiping a few leaves off of the top. They cascade down on the kitty, whose eyes grow wide as he starts batting at the falling leaves. 

You giggle as the cat takes off towards a tree trunk; the tree itself isn’t terribly tall but provides a long branch that goes right over the leaf pile. It skillfully scales the tree, trotting across the branch before jumping into the leaf pile. 

“Woah, he’s certainly got a system,” you comment as the cat bursts out of the leaf pile. This time, he trots up to Cole, gazing up at the ninja with expectant eyes. 

Cole steps out of the leaf pile, causing the cat to stand back on its hind legs, its front pair coming to rest against Cole’s legs. 

“I think he wants me to throw him,” Cole mumbles, grinning as he lifts the cat. 

“What? How do you know that?” 

“Watch.” 

Cole gently tosses the feline into the mound of leaves, laughing as the cat is sent to the leaf void momentarily before scurrying back over to Cole and meowing happily. 

“Looks like he doesn’t have a collar on,” you note. “I guess he isn’t a house cat, then?” 

“Not sure. He seems to be doing well enough, though,” Cole replies, inspecting the cat before releasing him into the leaf pile again. 

This time, the wall of leaves surrounding the cat collapses underneath its weight, allowing him to freely swipe at the leaves with seemingly infinite supply. You and Cole take turns playing with the cat, both enjoying your newfound friend. 

“And some people say that black cats are bad luck,” you mumble, shaking your head as Cole strokes the kitty’s head carefully, the cat now lying in Cole’s lap as the two of you observe the trees above. 

“That is just false,” Cole replies. “This guy’s just about as goofy as they come, isn’t he?” 

You chuckle, watching as the feline stands back up, wiggling out of Cole’s grasp before nuzzling its head against the back of your hand. This elicits a smile from you as you pet it. 

“We should head back soon,” Cole notes. You nod in response, feeling a slight tug to remain. 

“What about him?” you wonder, glancing down at the cat. 

“He’ll be okay,” Cole assures. The kitty seems to understand that this is goodbye, because he spares the two of you one last glance, meow, and nuzzle combo before skittering off into the forest once more. 

“Thank you for showing me this,” you mumble. 

Cole grins with a nod as the two of you get ready to head back. “Of course. I’ll walk you back home.”

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[yarameijer]

Hi, I've been reading accidental reversal and I really like your 'what if' scenarios with tenma and the gang, and I've had a fic idea I've been considering for a while that I'd appreciate your input on

I've really gotten attached to the idea of a Deaf Tenma, making the decision not to go to a Deaf School (The only Deaf school in Japan that I can find is Meisei Gakuen, which is located in tokyo, which is extremely close to if not the same city where Raimon is) so that he can play for the soccer team that inspired him, only to find the whole fifth sector mess going on.

naturally, he starts the whole revolution, because hes putting the quality of his education on the line to play for raimon, and he isn't about to let that sacrifice for nothing.

tsurugi notices straight away, and when he goes home he immediately starts learning JSL, because first of all he is Not ableist (for obvious reasons), and second is because if he's going to be monologuing at this kid, he's going to make sure he can be understood (he ends up being to go to interpreter when aoi/shinsuke isn't there)

shunsuke asks aoi to teach him and they bond

endou is surprisingly good at JSL when he picks it up (good with his hands + has a very expressive face), kidou, not so much (obscured face, not very expressive anyways)

due to the tension among the team in the first few games, it takes a good chunk of raimon an embarrassingly long time to realize that he isn't just wearing earbuds, and that he doesn't just have an odd accent, and that him looking directly at peoples mouths isn't just a quirk (shindou/kirino/sangoku being like 'How did you not realize? it's so obvious, we've just been learning independently')

also because I've noticed a trend in the show that these kids sure do like to monologue on the soccer field, and I think it's funny if they keep getting interrupted by a kid that just, does not seem to care (its difficult to lip read from a distance, they won't always be facing him, and it seems like a bad idea to wear hearing aids while playing a sport where kids can whip up fire tornadoes, because the average cost of a pair of hearing aids is approximately $4000, or ¥592,560)

anyways it's just an idea I've been considering

Whoa, I love that idea? It sounds so great! I’m a huge fan of rewriting the old story with just enough of a spin to give it a new flavor, and this one’s super interesting. Kinda reminds me of an idea I had at some point in which Tenma is mute and uses sign language. Also lmao Tenma pulling the revolution because ‘’I did NOT sacrifice my education just to get stuck with this crap’’ sounds like such a Tenma move, ngl.

Also yes, Raimon is located in Inazuma Town which is somewhere in Tokyo, it’s on the wiki if you want to check it out!

Okay so I’m not sure what exactly you wanted my input on, so I’m just gonna ramble! Feel free to send me another ask or comment if you wanted something more specific. Anyway, some things that immediately come to mind when I think about this:

1) One of the reasons Tsurugi takes his JSL lessons so seriously could be because Tenma reminds him of his brother. It’s not the same situation but in a way they’re both dealing with disabilities and Tsurugi has seen firsthand how hard it can be for Yuuichi, so he’s a bit softer towards Tenma because of that.

2) Depending on how much of a little shit you want Tenma to be: imagine him turning off his hearing aids at comedic moments, like when someone starts gushing about Fifth Sector’s goals. Tenma just nope’s straight out of that one. Or, although this might be a bit later when he’s more comfortable with the team, him turning off his hearing aids when someone starts scolding him. Absolute power move. They don’t even need to know he does it, maybe someone eventually finds out, cue comedic moment.

3) Since you mentioned accents… Tenma’s from Okinawa and as far as I could find, Okinawans have at least a bit of an accent. Deaf people are also known to learn how to speak by copying the lip movements of the people around them… so if Tenma grew up on Okinawa, it could be assumed he’s grown up speaking Okinawan Japanese and has the accent to match. I imagine non-deaf Tenma would have worked out most of his accent after he moved to Okinawa town so as to not stand out, but deaf Tenma would have had a harder time doing so/might not have even realized he had an accent in the first place. (There is a difference between Okinawan Japanese, which is a Japanese dialect, and the Okinawan language, which is a whole other language altogether and only a few people speak it (mostly the elderly) because it stems from a period before Okinawa was Japanese territory, so if you make use of this idea, maybe look into that a bit. It’s a bit of a complicated situation but I think it could really add something to the characters). This does depend a little on whether Tenma was born deaf or not, I think (that would also influence his lip reading/sign language skills - was he born deaf or has he only been deaf for a few years?)

4) Find subtle ways to mention it throughout the story instead of using full paragraphs. I like comparing it to writing someone who wears glasses. Small details are glasses getting fogged up when going from the outside cold into a warm room, or when drinking tea. Smudges on glasses that annoy the character. Pushing them up when they slip down their nose. These are all small, subtle actions that add a lot to the story and ‘remind’ readers of this detail without putting too much focus on it - you could try and do the same thing with Tenma’s deafness: lip reading is really difficult so Tenma might misunderstand or ask for clarification, or little habits he has (like you mentioned, watching people’s mouths rather than their eyes).

Anyway, I’d definitely recommend doing research on writing deaf characters because it’s very easy to accidentally make a mistake and come off as disrespectful. I’ve read a story or two in which there was so much focus on a character being deaf that it seemed to be their only character trait, and not only does that take away from the story, but it’s also not a good representation. Being deaf is not a defining character trait; it’s just part of their character, like wearing glasses or having asthma. An important thing that should be acknowledged but not constantly mentioned/made to be the center of their life and character.

Some questions that immediately popped into my head:

1. Was Tenma born deaf or did he lose his hearing?

2. Does he shout or say the name of hissatsu techniques? Would he even bother with that?

3. In fact would he even bother trying to learn the names of hissatsu techniques (since they can be super weird + it’s during a match and he’s not wearing hearing aids, so these both make it hard to lip read) and instead just come up with names for them himself? Imagine him referring to Sangoku’s Fence of Gaia as ‘’the rock thing’’ or Kami no Takuto as ‘’Shindou-senpai’s lightshow’’.

4. Does the entire team learn sign language (and how good are they at it), or does Tenma speak and lip read more with certain members of the team and use sign language with others?

Of course the amount of detail you put into it all depends on how long you want the story to be! I hope this is sort of what you wanted, and again, feel free to ask something else if this isn’t what you hoped for.

And in case you decide to write the story, best of luck!

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