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quitethepirategal · 8 months

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Vampirzyca ( Vampire ) AU Details.

Part Two: Strengths, Weaknesses, and Abilities ~

She has no idea who she was before she died and turned. She has no memories of a human life, but knows she had one, and her memory is a terrible one anyway. She does not know how old she is, nor does she care. She does not know what year it is, nor does she care. She cannot change, she cannot grow mentally or emotionally, and she almost cannot learn. She does not understand time any better than an animal would.

Actually there are a lot of ways she's closer to an animal that a human, aside from the obvious. She can non-verbally communicate with animals and open minded or psychic humans. She can smell and identify delicate pheromones and has a few of her own. Her hearing, smell, touch, taste, and vision are stronger than that of a Bengal tiger. But she cannot read or count higher than thirty, and cannot read human emotions any better than a human can read a dog. It's also rumored that she can only say words she's heard before, but that's only true in her Beast shape, and she doesn't talk much in the first place.

She has two shapes primarily and six in total. Her Lady shape ( female-coded human form ) is her most common form and is the "default" for all intents and purposes. She looks just like a human woman, except she's seven ft tall, hides a lion tail, has gold eyes almost like a cat's, and is covered in orange body hair. Her Beast shape ( monster form ) is a larger, lion-like, werewolf-esque animal with hawk's feet and goat's horns and bear's teeth and claws. Other shapes include her Cat shape, ( a dark orange Abyssinian cat with black paws and legs, gold human's eyes, and puff at the end of it's tail like a lion. ) her Man shape, ( a male-coded human form that is exactly like her Lady shape only much smaller, mustached, and with obvious gold cat's eyes. ) her Beetle shape, ( she can change into a swarm of honeybees, black beetles, and/or white and orange butterflies, usually to sleep or escape danger. ) and her Ghost shape ( she drops the illusion that her body is corporeal and becomes a shadow or cloud of black smoke ).

You heard correct: the physicality of her body is an illusion. Her actual body is the charred remains of her mummified skeleton, frozen in time, that she's laid carefully on an unlit pyre in her home. No matter where she relocates or builds her nest, the pyre is built where humans wont easily find it and her remains are laid there with love. She is always placing fresh flowers and pretty rocks around her grave and when she sleeps its in her Beetle shape; the bugs and butterflies in a clump under her ribs and sprinkled all over the straw and the bones. Lighting the pyre and burning her corpse completely to ash is the only known way to permanently kill her. She is closer to a strzyga or a upiór in this way: she had two souls in life and when she died, one soul ( the mind of whoever she was as a human ) passed on after thirty days and the other soul ( the monster she is now ) gained a physical form and a hunger for blood.

She does have to sleep at least once a week for a full thirty hours. She sleeps every Thursday which is why she's hungrier and more active on Fridays.

Actually she has a ton of arbitrary time related rules. The sun only burns her skin from dawn to noon and if she stays in it too long she could catch fire ( not die, just burn ). After that the sun is totally fine. Moonlight makes her weak slightly and the moon seems to dictate what shapes she can take on. Every night before, night of, and night after a new moon she can change into her Beast shape. Every night before, night of, or night after a full moon, or during storms, she can change into her Ghost shape. She can only use her Man shape during crescent moons, half moons, or storms and she can only use her Cat shape during quarter moons, half moons, or storms. She can take her Lady and Beetle shapes at any time. She can only take any shape at will on the solstices and the equinoxes. And she eats more in the winter and hunts more in the late fall than nearly any other time of year.

Speaking of arbitrary rules, here are some more. She hates water and iron above all else. Rain, snow, and small streams have no effect on her aside from mild discomfort. But still water, clean water, water humans have tampered with, sea water, and big lakes or rivers all repulse her, and the water feels itchy and ice cold. Except water from an iron bucket or boiling / boiled water, which just feel like boiling water and hurts like crazy. She can't drink water without pain, but can't be thirsty for anything but blood anyway. All iron burns to touch and spooks her. Silver can be between slightly irritating to painfully itchy depending on its quality. Gold tingles at best and sorta itches at worst. Fire feels less painful to her than to a human and she can pick up hot coals. Hearth fires and the morning sunlight feel way hotter, however. But fires with bones in them don't hurt at all. Religious symbols, regardless of the religion, do absolutely nothing, however the Evil Eye has a mild hypnotic effect on her. She cannot enter a building or room that someone calls home unless she's invited. She cannot sit at a table or in a chair until invited. Beautiful singing makes her sleepy, drowsy, or confused and causes dissociation or a sleep like trance.

But enough of her weaknesses, on to her powers. She can hypnotize, seduce, and control weak minds, as a traditional vampire can, using her charmed eyes or by singing. She can move both unnaturally fast and inhumanly slow every shape except Beetle. She can only fly when Ghost or Beetle shaped but she can float up to a foot off the ground in all forms. Cars stall and tech goes haywire when she's in a half mile radius. She can cause accidents, start fires, and both cure and inflict specific diseases but all only at very close range. She gets younger looking the better fed she is but that doesn't seem to be as central a motivator as hunger, leaving her looking to be in her late thirties most of the time. She cannot become pregnant by any creature but she can impregnate humans, especially in her Man shape, and mates with them at least once every ten or so years. Any children she'd sire would have an array of supernatural abilities, but would also have human life spans, meaning raising families are out of the question, with the exception of her small harem of fledglings.

She eats fresh meat, organs, body fluids, and blood, obviously. Blood and meat acquired consensually is the most delicious. Body fluids ( cum, sweat, etc. ) taste second best, fresh meat and blood from a hunt is third and dried or rotted meats are fine but not her fav. She can eat cooked organs and meat but they taste...gross. Double gross if there's any herbs or spices. The only things that don't taste like ass are honey, fungi, tree roots, and wild berries. But they have almost zero nutritional value for her. Garlic makes her violently sneeze and burns her eyes and nose like hot peppers. Hot peppers and other spicy food have no effect and just taste really bad like most other food. Her powers grow when she's well fed.

#au; THERE'S A LION LADY IN THE WOODS { vampirzyca }#x; WHY AREN'T YOU A CLEVER ONE? { meta }#holy shit beta has a character limit im going to throw my fucking chair

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orestei · 11 months

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MUSE AS A DEITY.

RULES: think carefully about your character and their development through their journey (canon or oc) within their story. fill out the chart and tag whoever you want! multi-muses, feel free to pick any of your characters—just a few, or all of them. please repost, so the dash isn’t clogged with reblogs.

GOD OF: PROPHECY

ASSOCIATED WITH: DREAMS, CONSTELLATIONS, KNOWLEDGE, CHANGE

SACRED PLANTS:

BEECH indicates guidance from the past to gain insight which protects and provides a solid base upon which all relies. Being creatures of habit, it is easier for us to stay with the known and familiar, yet if we refuse to confront what lies beyond the threshold we can remain in a stagnant condition. Since its gift is the revelation of experience, Beech suggests you should cross the threshold that is challenging you, gain experience from the unknown, and seek revelation. Traditionally his temples use beechwood in their construction, and shrines are to be placed at the foot of a healthy beech tree where possible.

MUGWORT amplifies psychic awakening and may induce prophetic dreams in the devoted. It is a common herb associated with lunar femininity and balance; burning a small amount by your bedside is said to summon his guidance.

SACRED STONES/GEMS:

LAPIS LAZULI is a powerful stone of spiritual connection, opening the way for communication between yourself and the higher realms. It helps to unlock insight and intuition into deeper truths. It is a symbol of total awareness, courage, and wisdom.

ULEXITE is a stone of far vision. It helps unblock psychic and physical vision and can enhance your ability to correctly interpret your visions and psychic information. Awakening a curious mind, it promotes quick thinking, absorbing new information, and simplifying complex problems.

SACRED ANIMAL:

HAWK represents control of your own reality by utilizing a blend of intuitive wisdom and swift decision making. It is the power of focus, determination, and confidence in the process of creation. Hawks are intelligent and herald the power of divine sight, seeing opportunities and futures that most others cannot. Only his most loyal disciples will dream of the great star-feathered hawk that is his true form.

FOOD:

CORN DOGS are an incredibly tasty human delicacy and are always worth visiting the physical plane for.

SCENTS: Burnt herbs; damp, mossy earth; a cold northern sea; the familiar warmth of a lover's clothes; cinnamon.

ACCEPTED OFFERINGS/WAYS TO HONOR: Look to the stars at night and think backwards to the countless others who have done the same. Dream always and often, and chronicle what you see there. Attain strength through subtlety. Whisper prayers and praise into the smoke of the offerings you lay at his altar. He asks for little, only that the way lay open to him in your mind.

BLESSINGS/GIFTS: To his favored, his offers the terrifying knowledge of past, present, and future, and the wisdom to understand. The worthy may use their dreams to move through unexpected planes. A deeper control of thought and reality is his greatest gift.

TAGGED BY: stolen from myself

TAGGING: everyone! you!

#v: deity.#m.

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savethevirginia · 2 years

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𝐖𝐇𝐎: Virginia Driscoll & @calcunningham

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓: Val/Calginia on the dash :/

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄: Cunningham Residence!

Virginia Driscoll did care about Cal Cunningham. Sure, it had been up for hot debate if she lacked that part of the brain that made you feel empathy or compassion, but she would go to her grave saying she cared so much about him right down to the crazy family. Things were just different. It wasn’t like high school and now being together in the form of real life and not countless letters or phone calls? It was an adjustment. What could they talk about if not for school? What could they do other than rent movies? Posted up in Cal’s bed, she flipped over on her stomach. Thank whoever above for Laura Cunningham allowing her sons to close their doors. Otherwise, she’d have begged Cal to come to her dad’s.

“We should go see a movie,” she finally spoke up, looking over at him. “No offense, but if your mom asks me to help with dinner again, I might scream,” a little overdramatic? Maybe. “I don’t even know how to cook more than mac and cheese,” and that was why Cal’s mom never favored Ginny. She didn’t go to church with his family, wore clothes that would make anyone over the age of thirty-five faint, and never had the skills of a homemaker. In Laura’s eyes, Virginia Driscoll was totally and utterly useless. “I heard that there’s an early release of The Dead Pool playing at the Hawk and you know I love Dirty Harry,” she begged, giving him her best puppy dog eyes, accompanied by a pouted bottom lip. “I’ll even treat you to it.”

#* 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐢'𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 | INTERACTIONS.#𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 | cal cunningham.#𝐃𝐀𝐒𝐇 | cal cunningham.

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junow-honours · 1 year

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Book on symbolism, 1001 symbols

Just some quick notes and specific symbols I’m intending on using within my game:

Masculinity and Virility:

Man: Emblematic male links with the sun and fire. Masculine principle was represented in early symbolism with phallic objects, used as a focus within ritual practices.

Phallus: Symbolises creation, life-force, the fertility of humankind and nature. Phallic amulets and talismans were used as charms against sterility, and by farmers or fisherman to protect against crop failure or lacklustre of fish. Phallic objects were also used in funerary practices as a signifier of ‘rebirth’.

Weapons: Have masculine and phallic significance, representing the strength in masculinity.

Torches: Relating to form and fire, the torch or burning brand symbolises potency and desire. Used in wedding rituals as a signifier of fertility.

Obelisk: Sacred architectural monument, are phallic in structure and also signify solar energy, and it points towards the sun.

King: The archetype of male perfectibility, a divinely sanctioned leader of his people, often believed to possess supernatural powers. He resembles virility, the ability to father sons. Though the waning powers of a king are reflected in the decline of his realm.

Bull: Male ardour of the bull. Associated with reincarnation of divinities into bull form (Zeus). The Minotaur. The Cretan Bull.

Father: Originated as a dominating figure in the mainly patriarchal society of the ancient world, represented a mature or venerable males. His significance in marked in areas of law-giving or inflicting punishment, often follows a mythology of which his authority is later resented and overthrown by his son. The New Testament introduces a shift from the perceived supreme and harsh autocrat father, to one that is loving, generous, and forgiving.

Strength and Stability:

Totems: Animals and plants chosen as totems mark out kinships of one clan or tribe from another. It acquires symbolic and sometimes even sacred status. Embodiments of strength and determination.

Pillar, or column: Pieces of architecture, often embellished with carvings of figures or heads of powerful gods. Two columns represent strength in duality.

Red: In visual psychology, red is heavy and associated with fire, virility and energy. Linked with the power and strength of gods of war.

Other:

Eye: Symbol of vigilance or omniscience. Egyptian ‘wedjat’ or the Eye of Horus, the falcon-headed sky god. Shown through a decorative emblem or painted eye, surrounded by curved or spiralling lines based on hawk-like facial markings, symbolises the God’s strict watch over religious laws and ceremonies. Also used on amulets as a protective device against evil. Peacock tail- multiple eyes of Argus Panopes, the all-seeing guard used by Hera to keep watch over rivals.

Dog: Ambivalent symbolism of protective guardians, often appearing as ferocious watchdogs like Cerberus (three-headed hellhound). “Dogs of the lord” in Christian symbolism

Circle: Beneficial, or even spiritual, symbolism (sun, moon, planets thought to guide human life, circular in form and cyclic movement around the earth). 3rd century Greek school of philosophy (Neo-Platonist) took the circle as an ideogram of the ‘One’- the wholly good, what the human spirit should aspire to. “Perfect” geometric form suggests totality as well as eternal continuity, union and protective containment. Trinities shown as three overlapping circles.

White: Innocence, novice or neophyte. “White-wash” a term for the covering up of guilt. Sexual innocence, worn at baptisms, confirmations and weddings.

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philosophicalparadox · 2 years

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Just throwing out there that Berserk is an awful lot like Jo Jo's Bizarre Adventure: you know all the key ideas and themes already because EVERYTHING references it. (Im sorry in advance but Tumblr has a dumbass rule now about only 10 images per post)

Black Butler? DEFINITELY references it (And also Jo Jo's). "Ciels" backstory is similar to Guts, the cult-orgy thing is Definitely taken out of Berserk, and Sebastians demon-form gloves are almost identical to Femto. Not to mention the iconic "mountain of corpses" which is used pretty pervasively in a lot of manga, but it all started with Berserk.

Yu Yu Hakusho HEAVILY references the hell out of Berserk. It's characters are built upon its conceptual bones in a lot of ways. Yusuke is basically a tempered-down (more modern human like) version of young Guts. Hiei is also heavily influenced by older Guts - from his iconic window pose to his backstory, to his cruel but kind disposition. The black flames are also likely an inspiration from the dark shadow-fire of the Beast of Darkness. They're both also chronically shirtless, masters of the sword, wear a black cape, and covered in bandages more often than not.

Botan is a lot like Puck, personality and role wise. Kurama has similarities to Serpico (fox motif, sly as sin, quick-draw maneuvers, beguiling passivity, and intense loyalty) and pre eclipse Griffith both (childishness and ruthlessness, his predominantly pastel wardrobe, weaponized semblance of femininity, his particular type of strategizing and powerful intuition about the nature or intentions of a person, not to mention that glare!)

Hellsing Ultimate also references Berserk though not as much as you'd think. They do have similar themes though. Man vs monster, in which it's unclear precisely which is the greater, personal sacrifice, mass sacrifice, a corrupt and absolutely fucked up church/ religious system, magic that follows strange rules, emphasis on fate and natural order, etc. Alucard is similar to Guts in a number of ways. He has a weapon only he can wield, (and because it's heavy, too), gives absolutely zero fucks and kills with not only no mercy, but a touch of blatant sadism, relentlessly suppressed guilt that just kinda explodes into something else at times, wanting to die because he's a monster, but wanting a good death all the same, an inner child he only exposes around particular people, and a lingering softness around innocent or child like people and/or children. (Its not a weakness in quite the same way as with Guts but still). Not to mention Balthazar/the demon dog that eats Luke is a direct reference to the Beast of Darkness.

And then there's Blue Exorcist, which references the crap out of Berserk, in a manga which references very little else. Katou said in an interview once that she was a big fan of Berserk, and it shows.

First off, the way spirits and demons work is fundamentally similar. Astral beings are the manifestations of human concepts, which exist in an alternate dimension, and can't inhabit the material world without posession, be it of a body or an object. In order to summon spirits to aid you, you must have a clear image of them and total confidence in your invokation. Lack of willpower or confidence and the spirit will consume or possess you.

Lucifer and Mephisto both share inspirations from Griffith, with Lucifer taking aspects of his personality; charming, polite, captivating disposition which disguises a ruthless, cold killer; possessive and ambitious as hell, "the guiding light" of their group, quite literally after Griffith reincarnates, and both having a strong leadership mentality. Griffith ultimately wants to make the world a better place, (as does Lucifer, respectively) by making himself "The Savior" (aka "The Messiah" in fan culture) complete with a very compelling Angel motif. After his reincarnation Griffith becomes "The Hawk of Light" and has both an angelic appearance as well as angelic abilities, not too different from what one would expect of Kin of Light.

Lucifer's Seraphim also strongly resemble the symbol of the Holy See, and the God that they refer to in Berserk is sometimes called The Lord of Light.

Griffith/Femto Also has such a potent and powerful energy that others around them are physically affected, in both positive and negative ways. In his angel form, Griffith, much like Lucifer, has a almost magnetic quality to him, drawing people in and compelling them to worship him by the power of his "holy" presence alone. In a negative context,and mostly in the form of Femto, his energy is so outrageously potent it can physically hurt to be too close to him, just like we see with Rin when he sees Lucifer up close for the first time. Lucifer's mask is also inspired by Griffiths Helmet.

There's also this iconic scene, which should look familiar:

Mephisto takes on the mostly white/purple/pink/pastel aesthetic, with fanciful, borderline out of date clothes (they altered it a bit in the newer animations)

And the dichotomy of both Angel and Devil

Griffith, once possessed by Femto, (see right) also becomes a God Hand, an "Arbiter of Fate", and has several abilities in common with Mephisto, including telekinesis, telepathy, spacial distortion, ability to manipulate gravity (speculative for Mephisto but likely), precognition (ability to see/predict the future), levitation/flight, casting illusions, time distortion, perception alteration/altering one's cognition and memories. Mephisto has something in common with each of the God Hand in one way or another, but I'll stop there on him.

Iblis is eerily akin to Slan, the female God Hand and Lord of Fire (and Lust), in personality, though Slan's speech patterns remind me more of Mephisto with her lilting, coy, sly mannerisms. Both are exceedingly Ishtar-like.

Then there's Arthur August Angel, whose aesthetic is reminiscent of Angel Griffith with the feathers abd wings motif, and whose sword Caliburn is similar to the Dragon Slayer; a hunk of (in guts case oversized) greatsword that will cleave through most things a sword ought not to, though it's abilities, courtesy Arthur being Kin of Lucifer, are much more like Griffith, arrow of Light included.

Both are possessed weapons too, though those arent uncommon in later parts of Berserk (called Fetishes). The Dragon Slayer is inhabited ultimately by the Beast of Darkness, which if it existed in Blue Exorcist would probably be considered kin of Armumahael.

Then there's this, same as Black Butler:

"Born atop a pile of corpses while longing for the heavens" is a DIRECT reference to Griffith's transformation dream. Peace being disorder is also a collective God Hand thing, though Griffith/Femto promises Salvation through Sacrifice to those who summon the God Hand, salvation from shame, pain, and ruin. (In the same breath he could say the opposite and has). He also promises hope and Light to those who ally themselves with his cause.

Rin doesn't directly resemble anyone in power or personality, though he does wield a weapon no one else can, but Yukio does to a degree. His cold, standoffish personality, aversion to being touched (which I pray does not herald from the same source), explosive moods stemming entirely from trying to pretend his feelings don't exist, soldier like attitudes, and tendency to push people away before they get close is a bit like Guts, though Yukio is WAY more polite. We don't see it, but it's possible Rin held a similar, even more Guts-like attitude in his days as a delinquent who was always getting into fights. As the strongest person both Rin and Guts commonly got challenged to fights when they were younger. Difference is that Guts gives zero fucks and will kill a man without thinking twice, post eclipse. The only thing that makes Guts pause is children and the innocent.

Then there's the demons/monsters. The most obvious comparison is the Necrophage (the thing Michael Gedouin turns into) and The Count. You'll have to look up images of that one yourself.

I will probably find more as I continue to read the Manga but until then, enjoy.

WARNING FOR THOSRE WHO SEEK THE ENJOYMENT OF BERSERK: it's not a tame or "nice" series. It's not friendly to people with certain triggers at all. It holds nothing back in its insane brutality. In light of this I offer a warning about the themes common in its content, and a word about the discourse going on around it right now:

Gore, r-pe (of several kinds, including pedo and revenge r-pe), prostitution (both m/f and m/m, in the case of Griffith), ritual orgies, massacres, dubious consent disguised as seduction (Griffith and Charlotte), repressed homosexuality (Griffith) including feelings of disgust at oneself, self-mutilation (both Griffith and especially Guts), living sacrifices, being eaten alive, self-sacrifice/martyrdom (mostly Guts) depression, suicide and suicidal ideation, revenge being a motivating factor (Guts), moral inconsistency and outright moral ambiguity, torture (Griffith) of the disabling, disfiguring kind, PTSD and absolutely horrific nightmares/night terrors, severe trauma, general mind-fuckery, pyrophilia (Farnese), childhood regression as a coping strategy (Casca), extremely possessive and controlling behavior (Griffith toward Guts) cold shouldered, distant rejection (Griffith toward Casca), really bad coping strategies all the way around, religious corruption, inquisitional torture in brutal detail, murderous hatred, and because it's something people bitch about, yes, borderline-superhuman abilities of unknown origin (Guts).

I want to point out that ALL FromSoftware games (Dark Souls 1, 2 and 3, Sekiro, Deracine, Demon Souls, and Elden Ring) reference Berserk, though Elden Ring more so than any other. (Field of swords, Radagon, Miquella, Mohg, the Elden Beast, the Ulcerated Tree Spirit, the baby dragons, some of the adult dragons, weapons, etc.)

This has spurred popularity with Berserk, but too often people dive in completely unprepared for just how BRUTAL it is. This has invited a lot of criticism despite the fact it was published in 1990 and the creator is now deceased. (Therefore no, it will never be altered, nor should it) There are a LOT of discussions veering into severely puritanical territory regarding this series, mostly on Twitter and Reddit, so be careful interacting with the few fandom spaces that exist, as antis have become a fucking plague upon what was once a pretty cool fandom. (I was part of it years ago before I really could appreciate this manga). The Ao3 and fanfiction community is very friendly and supportive though, small as it is, and shockingly here on Tumblr It's not too bad. Ao3 is one of the few places untouched by the US puritan crowd, maybe oweing to the fact most of the community there hails from Europe.

It's classified as Dark Fantasy, Psychological Horror, and Horror.

#berserk #ao no exorcist #blue exorcist #black butler manga #hellsing manga #yu yu hakusho #guts #griffith #femto #mephisto #lucifer #yukio #alucard #sebastian michaelis

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red-kewpie-cap · 3 years

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Sorry, Didn’t See You

Hawks x Reader, sfw, fluff-ish??, word count 886

It was a young summer's evening, and Hawks was currently spending it on patrol. Despite the fact that patrol duty was one of the most tedious tasks for heroes, this one fairly enjoyed it. Flying through cotton candy clouds while his headphones played his favorite band was one of the few things he genuinely looked forward to.

The wind swept away his flat hums to ABBA's "Lay All Your Love On Me". Although he was supposed to be observing the ground below, he'd often find himself flying for his own pleasure: flipping, diving, even attempting to write words with an imaginary jet stream.

Keigo's lips curled into an excited grin when his eyes laid upon the sight before him: a beautiful, mountainous cloud. He gained speed, flapping his wings until they were sore so he could reach the height of the golden fog.

Its mist kissed his skin like a sunny drizzle, and a sensation so exhilarating yet soothing drove through his entire body.

Again, Hawks loved patrol.

But an abrupt collision knocked his headphones onto his neck and left a painful bruise on his head. A horrified gasp escaped his lips when he discovered what he had intersected with.

A person?

They were descending at a fleeting rate. Keigo snapped a powerful current with his wings that shot him downwards, pinning them tightly to his sides in order to slice through the air.

Your eyes blinked open, and you were instantly blown out of your once peaceful slumber. Wind pounding your face, you couldn't control your fall as your body tumbled violently towards the ground.

You could control clouds, but they wouldn't be able to halt your fall at this pace.

You calmed your breathing, knowing there would be no tomorrow if you continued to panic. Clouds stacked atop of each other below your path of descent, each one barely managing to slow your velocity as you plunged through them.

The earth was getting closer: you could distinguish individual buildings at this height. There was not enough water vapor at this altitude to form a cloud, and unless a miracle were to happen, your final hopes of adopting a puppy were shattered.

You were planning on going to the dog shelter this weekend.

A violent slam of impact hit your back and legs, and—shockingly—you weren't a bloody splat on the city streets. You involuntarily squirmed in the position you were being held, and peered up at the miracle of a human being.

"Wow," was all you could muster.

"Wow" that someone was here at the right time; "wow" that he had even managed to catch you; and "wow" that he was unfathomably attractive.

"Are you okay! Shit, I'm so sorry. That was totally my fault. I should've been more aware," he sputtered in quick, frantic bursts.

You could feel his heart pounding through his chest. "Yeah, yeah... I'm okay, thanks."

It was impossible to meet the immense worry in his wide eyes.

A timely silence cued you to beckon a cloud below your feet. The winged man observed, his brows lifting with an ingenuous curiosity.

"I can take it from here." Your voice was so feeble, so reluctant, yet determined to escape such a burning gaze.

"Ah"—his eyes jumped to the cloud, then back to you—"right."

The manner in which he let you go was so tender, so humane; you were a newborn being placed in their crib for the first time again. As his gloved hands slipped from your body, you peered up at him gratefully.

"May I?" he inquired from above.

You nodded, lightly patting the space beside you.

Hawks finally lowered himself, his movements stiff and rigged, but eventually he found comfort in your presence. He had not even realized the music from his headphones was still playing.

The faintest buzzing could be heard from them, and they caught your attention enough to ask: "What're you listening to?"

"A lotta old stuff—seventies, eighties."

"Can I hear?"

Hawks hummed, lifting the headphones off his neck and lowering them over your ears. Again, you couldn't help but soften from his gentle behavior. This side of the number two hero was never televised.

The pre-chorus of "Slipping Through My Fingers" sung through the speakers, and you couldn't help but sway your head side to side with the soothing melody.

Hawks failed to hide the growing smile on his admiring face. "What song is playing?"

Silently, you twisted the left earmuff outwards for him to listen. His chest bumped your shoulder, and his tousled hair tickled your neck as he leaned into the headphones.

"It's nice," you say.

The dirty blonde exhaled shortly, averting his attention toward the bleeding sun. "It is."

Puddles of red and pink pooled below the sun as it neared the horizon. Glass buildings held the star above them, reflecting the warm tints of the sky.

Hawks was pleasantly surprised with how relaxed you were swaying to his music—no more than ten minutes ago were you plummeting to your death. Now here you were, humming so faintly, so sheepishly for only him to hear.

Keigo had fallen.

#hawks definitely listens to ABBA #hawks #hawks x reader #keigo takami x reader #keigo x reader #mha #my hero academia #my hero academia x reader #bnha #boku no hero academia #self insert #gender neutral reader #oneshots #anime #sfw #writing tingz #falling #fluff #hawks fluff

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samplingmoonsters · 3 years

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Imagine Dream bring the mega simp he is and Techno just bring completely oblivious

Then just imagine, they are just hanging out together, it's winter so they have scarfs and thick jackets. Dream's face is just blushing, Techno realizes and goes "hey are you alright, are you sick?" And Dream internally is having a gay panic and hides his face in his scarf as he just stammers out "o-oh yeah I'm fine", Techno doesn't believe him so he grabs his face to get a better look and Dream is just dying

Winter in the Antarctic was harsh and unforgiving. Besides the occasional snowstorms wrecking chaos over the icy lands, the temperature also dropped to an almost unbearable level. At least in the eyes of Dream, who despite his thick winter coat and scarf still feels the ruthless cold on his skin. Yet another shudder travels down his back while he rubs his gloveless hands together, trying to warm them up without success. Not for the first time, since stepping out of Technoblade’s warm hoot, he regrets not wearing gloves. He should have really thought ahead before following the hybrid outside to spend more time with him, only to end up watching the man chop firewood while he stood behind freezing his ass off.

When Technoblade said ‘he had something important to do outside’ Dream thought he meant taking care of his million dogs or maybe visiting Philza or something, not chopping wood!

Not that the sight in front of him isn’t appealing… To be honest, Technoblade looks rather hot with his ax in hand and sweat dripping down his face. The way the man pulls the weapon down, the muscles in his arms constricting with the movement and red eyes sparkling in the early morning light is one of the hottest sights Dream has the honour and pleasure to witness. Once again, Dream’s eyes wander up Technmoblade’s shoulders, forest green eyes watch the broad shoulders move under the thin white shirt, analyzing every movement like a hawk hunting their prey. While it’s kind of strange to see Technoblade so unbothered by the cold, Dream is thankful to finally have an opportunity to watch Technoblade’s impressive muscles in action without looking like a creep. It’s not like he could stare at the man while they’re dueling, he would just end up with a sword in his chest… or worse.

It’s not often that the man doesn’t wear his iconic red cloak, so Dream takes the rare opportunity to remember every detail of the usually hidden parts of Technoblade’s beautiful body.

He is so distracted by Technoblade’s broad shoulders that he doesn’t even realize when said man stops moving. An awkward cough catches his attention and without thinking Dream looks up, eyes finding blood red ones. He stares into the red pools like a child with his hand caught in the cookie jar. Guilt and embarrassment overtaking his body from being caught checking out his rival like a slice of steak.

For several seconds no one says anything while the rivals stare at each other. Their warm breath evaporates in the cold air, it’s a stark contrast to the ever-building tension slowly wrapping around them like a thick blanket.

Dream’s sure that his face must resemble a tomato at this point. Not able to bear one more second of the awkward staring contest, Dream looks away, green dots now staring at Techno’s chest instead of his face. “…what?” Dream breathes out, his voice muffled from the scarf wrapped around him.

Instead of answering, Techno tilts his head to the side, red eyes squinting at him, “Hey, be real with me for a moment,” Techno begins, another long breath escaping icy lips, “are you...sick or something?”

Dream’s brain short circuit, every one of his synapses snapping from the pure panic overtaking his body. His thoughts are an ongoing stream of omgomgomgomgomg--- while he slowly falls into the early stages of a panic attack. He can feel his blush intensify, if that is even possible, freckles standing out against the bright red cheeks like stars in a midnight sky. For the first time since stepping outside, Dream feels warm, body almost catching on fire from the pure embarrassment. The break from the bitter cold would be a relieving sensation in any other situation. How could he possibly explain to Technoblade that he isn’t actually sick but simply flushed from watching the hybrid chop wood without sounding like a total creep and freak!?

Simply Impossible!

Taking Dream’s silence has a bad sight, Techno continues, a worried frown overtaking his usually stoic expression, “Your face is all red.” he waves a hand over his own face, “Dream,” Techno sounds so disappointed Dream could cry, “if you are sick you shouldn’t have followed me outside.”

Hiding his face into his scarf from sheer embarrassment, he shakes his head, “I’m- uhm- I-I’m not sick…” he mumbles, unsure if the hybrid could even understand him with how he is burying his face into the soft fabric.

Dream would really appreciate a sudden zombie attack right now. Anything to distract the pigman.

Not satisfied with the blond’s unsure answer, Techno steps forward, large, warm hands curling around Dream’s face. The blond let out a surprised breath at the unexpected touch, eyes widening when his face is lifted out of the soft fabric. No way to escape the strong hold on his cheeks, Dream has no other choice but to meet blood-red eyes once more. He feels like a small bunny under the Blood God’s wandering gaze.

Like a sacrifice ready to meet their demise.

Technoblade eyes pierce into him, sharp like a sword and just as dangerous. Dream shudders under the intense gaze and he couldn’t help but lean into the large hands cradling his face, oh so carefully. Rough hands that usually only know cruelty and the lust for blood, are caressing his face like he’s something precious, something to be loved. And Dream falls under the soft touch like a man meeting the sharp end of a sword in a sweet death. A shaky breath escapes frozen pink lips and Dream closes his eyes, at last surrendering to the man he loved.

Silence fell over them.

Dream wouldn’t mind staying like this forever. Feeling Technoblade’s loving touch for all eternity.

Of course nothing lasts forever and the serene silence is broken by the hybrid once more, “Hmm… you’re certainly burning up and your face is all red too.”

All of the sudden the warm hands disappear and Dream has to bite his lip to swallow down the whine that wants to escape his throat. Green eyes fly open and look up at the piglin, “Wait--- what?” Dream has totally forgotten about Technoblade’s allegation, too lost in their sweet moment to remember anything that happened shortly before Technoblade’s hands found his face.

“Memory problems too?” Techno half-teases, a grin forming around pearly-white tusks, “Now you really need to lie down. Let’s better go inside before your condition worsens.” Techno turns around to lift up his ax which lays forgotten in the snow next to the chopped firewood. He turns back around and takes Dream’s wrist with his free hand, slowly steering the other male towards the small house a few feet away.

Still somewhat lost from the sudden turn of events, Dream lets himself be dragged through the snow without complaint, the ice crystals crunching under their feet with each step. Green eyes fall to the large hand curled around his wrist, and he hopes Techno can’t feel the way his pulse is racing under his skin.

Feeling brave, he pushes his hand down far enough to curl their fingers together. Techno reciprocates the simple touch, a low hum escaping his lips as he tightens his hold around Dream’s hand.

Feeling pleasantly warm in the freezing cold, Dream buries his face into his green scarf and smiles softly, heart soaring in his chest like the sun slowly rising in the distance.

Spring is coming.

(I write this at 2am after coming back from a night out with my friends! I hope you like it anon! <3 Yes I was a little tipsy while writing this.)

#anon ask #dnb #dreamnoblade #technodream #tw long post #fanfic #1200 words btw #sammy's book club

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obsessivelycapricious · 3 years

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Titans s3 ep5 spoilers!

Oh man, this iteration of Jason Todd is so interesting to me. I'm so glad we got a better look into his character.

This got really long so I'm gonna hide it under the cut:

Bruce, in the first half, being a supportive parent and calling him son and making Jason get help when he was clearly struggling.

His friendship with Molly who clearly knew him from before he ever went to live with Bruce.

Jason caring about the kids in the street that get left behind and wanting to protect them. - yes he got his ass kicked but hey he's struggling and running on no sleep.

Jason actually making an attempt to go and heal and get better. working with Leslie to try and work out who he is.

Leslie saying that Bruce has a borderline personality disorder was very interesting. It could explain Bruce's reaction to Jason's death.

Then fucking Bruce messing up what was apparently intended to be a heartfelt gesture about how important Jason was to him which instead came across to an insecure, scared and hurting Jason as a rejection and abandonment. He should never had taken Robin away permanently from Jason, if Jason had had the choice maybe he would have eventually realised that he didn't need to be Robin and would have stepped down himself.

Crane was so on form this episode. His subtle manipulations, talking about how if you feed a starving dog he'll stay by your side when that's exactly what he did with Jason.

Jason has told people multiple times about his fear, and it's always been underestimated. He nearly threw himself off a roof last season for Christ's sake. He was getting there with Leslie but not quickly enough to save him. The fact that he was so scared and tried of being so afraid that he was willing to give Scarecrow everything speaks volumes.

And thankfully we have been shown rather than we were previously told that Jason is smart as all hell. For him to just use notes from Crane to make his own lab and trial several different reverse engineered fear toxins to the point where he understood why it wasn't working well enough to perfect it? He's smart as fuck.

Little mention to Ra's here too. I think I heard Jason say he was dead though. I feel like the Lazarus Pit in this show looked an awful lot like the one in Gotham the tv show. Did anyone else think that too? Doesn't seem like they're going down the route of the Lazarus Pit having side effects.

And even though Crane's anti-fear toxin reduced Jason to an emotionless soldier to carry out Crane's plans, Jason still saved the kid that Joker was after and took him back to Molly to keep safe. He still cared about Molly and promised she would be okay.

But here's the thing. Are the Titans even going to notice enough to save him?

They think so poorly of Jason, and Dick has no understanding of Jason or Jason and Bruce's relationship - Bruce certainly can't tell them. Maybe Leslie will be the key to them solving it. I really hope one of them thinks for longer than 5 seconds and realises that he is being manipulated and used so they can come up with a way to help him and defeat Crane.

Before Crane gassed him again, Jason seemed really torn up and scared about what they had done to Hawk. You can totally tell he isn't okay with what happened. But that's the thing, Crane has him under his control with the gas, but also with Jason's guilt and fear and the more that Crane makes Jason do, the worse that'll get.

I'm really enjoying this series. I know that some people aren't happy with what they've done with the characters and how they've handled Jason's story, but i think if you view it as just another iteration or an AU of canon, it's great.

#titans season 3 #titans spoilers #jason todd #red hood #jonathan crane #scarecrow #batman #bruce wayne #titans #titans show

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wildbootsappeared · 3 years

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Boots’ Definitive List of “Mainstream Fiction That’s Basically Off-Brand Pokemon Fic”

Humans who tame monsters. Animals that talk. Humans that transform into animals or monsters. These themes are common for a reason: they’re good shit. They’re a huge part of the Pokemon fandom, but they appear in other stories as well. If you want to improve your skills as a writer, these are some good non-fic options to broaden your palette.

So many adult Pokemon fans grew up reading Warrior Cats and Animorphs that I’m not going to bother with them here. Instead, I’ll focus on books you might not have heard of yet but should definitely check out.

Elatsoe by Darcie Little Badger is a YA murder mystery about a teenage Apache girl who can raise the spirits of animals from the dead. Specifically, her main companions are her ghost dog named Kirby and, later, her grandmother’s enormous, invisible mammoth ghost. Dog ghost and mammoth ghost both sound like fun pokemon designs to me! The book also includes vampires, fairy rings, and other kinds of magic both benevolent and threatening, but there’s no shortage of ghost-dog-to-the-rescue with his Sonic Bark. There are also a few animal people mentioned briefly, and I think they’d appeal to PMD fans and possibly the pokemorph community.

A Snake Falls to Earth by Darcie Little Badger focuses on animal people in more depth. It’s a tale of environmental calamity and cooperation between human teenager Nina and a gaggle of animal people (a cottonmouth snake, two coyote girls, and a hawk). More than half of the novel is about the daily lives and misadventures of the animal people community, which exists totally separately from the human world. The animal people are the most charming and interesting part of the book. They can easily change between their animal “true forms” to a human-like “false form” and perform other magical feats.

Watership Down by Richard Adams is told from the perspective of a family of rabbits who are trying to survive in the world and make a home. It’s got epic battles and rabbit mythology.

Hollow Kingdom by Jane Buxton is more xenofiction (fiction told from a non-human perspective), much weirder and more irreverent than Watership Down but not less spiritual and gripping. It’s a zombie apocalypse story set in the Seattle metro area, told from a perspective of a domesticated crow and other pets dealing with the loss of their humans and the challenges of the new world.

Borne by Jeff Vandermeer is a surreal and quirky yet horrifying fantasy apocalypse story about a human scavenger trying to survive the chaotic wastes left behind by The Corporation. Her main companion is an amorphous shapeshifter named Borne (read: ditto). It also features murderous bears, trickster foxes, and a number of other hard-to-explain oddities. To me, it reads like the delightfully horrible lovechild of pokemorph fic and PMD.

Heart’s Blood by Jane Yolen is not the first in the Pit Dragons series, but it is the one I read as a child. Heart’s Blood is the name of the protagonist’s prize fighting dragon. The human characters have some other struggles and conflicts going on, but their main source of income is breeding and pitting dragons against each other in blood sport.

The Red Threads of Fortune by Neon Yang is also not the first of the fantasy silk punk Tensorate series, but it is the one that features characters racing into battle on the backs of tame-ish dragons and navigating semi-psychic bonds with their attack dinosaurs. It also features a variety of queer relationships.

The His Dark Materials Trilogy and The Book of Dust by Philip Pullman are set in a world where all humans have an animal familiar, a daemon, who represents an aspect of their personality and their soul. The books also feature sapient armored bears, interplanar travel, specters, witches, and magical technologies. The books are all phenomenal and you should read them regardless, but there’s also a lot to like here for folks who like journeyfic.

More to come ... eventually!

#pokemon fanfic #book recommendations #book list

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servingy-nneeds · 3 years

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PLEASE DON’T NOTICE ME

WHAT KIND OF YANDERE ARE THEY?: KEIGO TAKAMI (HAWKS) PART 2

TRIGGER WARNING: MANIPULATIVE, Mentions of assault

COMBINATION: MONOPOLY and REMOVAL TYPE

Monopoly type of Yandere tries to monopolize their lover in any way or form. Trying to get you to distrust people, in worse case scenarios wouldn’t let you socialize with other people. Their reasoning that ‘they may harm you’ and that you are far too naive for it to notice. Is extremely inquisitive on who you hang out with and where you are at a particular time.

Removal type of Yandere go through great lengths in order to remove people whom they deemed isn’t worth your attention, everyone. This includes any forms of social interactions digital or physical. After all you have them in your life what more can you ask for.

You always considered yourself as a kind person, willing to always a lend a hand to others. But you never said you were oblivious.

You always took note his sudden shift in behavior whenever the situation involves you. The first time it happened was back when he saved you again for the second time when a drunk forced himself on you. Back when you first met you always thought he viewed you as an annoying person, the twitching polite smile he presented you gave himself away. And then the next thing you knew after politely caring for his non vital wound, he started sticking himself closer to you.

Initially he just wanted to get invited inside your home. After that he started walking you back home, he said “I just happened to be around this area”. And when he randomly showed up in your job one day claiming that your company sponsored one of his commercial, you knew something was up.

“Hey want to have a lunch together? I found this awesome place where they sell these mean ass bbq’d chicken ” an unknown number showed up on your phone one day. Ignoring the message you continued catching up on your report. That is until another message showed up “Sorry, this is Hawks got your number from one of your buddies, told em I know you and stuff, that good with you?”.

You would had simply ignored on how he got your number if not for the fact that you were new at your office, never had this so called “buddy” and worse you never told anyone your personal contact number you always used your company phone for communication.

The weeks after that he started invading your breaks pulling you away before your co-workers had a chance to invite you for lunch breaks. The result? they tend to shy away from you, finding it awkward being close to you when you obviously have a personal relationship with the no.2 pro Hero.

When you tried distancing yourself from him, finding a piss poor excuse on how you cannot accompany him for lunch or dinner, and even refusing to be accompanied on your way home, you openly voiced out your distaste at the idea of being flown back to your apartment. Not wanting your safety be fully in his hands.

“Hey y/n, darling I noticed you’re pretty distant this past days” he spoke to you when he caught you chilling at the company’s roof top one day, well you never thought he would be pretty upfront with your behavior.

“Yeah sorry ‘bout that, someone in my office said that I might be distracting you from hero work and all” you said lying, avoiding eye contact, you knew you were really scraping the bottom for excuse this time. Believing you easily, he never liked your co worker sticking close to you and now they instilled this idea on you now? Well he couldn’t have that. Deciding to prod again at your weakness, mainly that you were oozing with sympathy and easily guilt tripped.

“Well I am a pretty over bearing guy” he said softly looking down on his feet “I grew up pretty much alone in the commission and never really had someone to hang out with, so I just tend to be clingy, really wanted to try out this normalcy once in a while y’know? Sorry ‘bout all this” he said cracking his voice up a bit to further emphasize that he is showing his vulnerable side to cater to your empathetic side.

He really hope it works, otherwise he’d have to go plan B. Kidnapping you isn’t as much fun compared to the idea of you willingly submitting yourself to him.

“Maybe we can hang out at weekends” you said eyes full of sympathy.

Bingo.Next stop those nosy colleagues of yours.

“Hey y/n thank goodness are you ok?” one of your colleagues called out to you one day. Shocked by the sudden unusual approach from a total stranger you asked what the commotion is all about. “You know that guy that was interning for you? Well turns out he has numerous cases of assault, you can never trust anyone this days” she huffed before storming off.

The next was the same girl who approached you willingly trying to warn you. You found out a week later in a daily news that her body was found in the area where you usually commute and was burned to the point of unrecognizable. You voiced your concern to Hawks one day simply because there was no way he would be involved in any of these, after all he is a Hero and doesn’t quite have a quirk that allows him to burn others. He does know someone, but you don’t know that.

With a shaking hand you quickly dialing his phone number and meeting with him within a 10 minutes time frame. “I hate to be that kind of person, especially since I rejected your offer in the past but I really hope you can escort me back home, just this time I swear” you rambled as he hugged you tightly comforting you, giving you a shoulder to cry on for support. Shame you missed the way his eyes glint or the ever growing grin he sported

After courting you for couple of months, you noticed he wasn’t as clingy as before and was quite understanding when you set your boundaries. You thought he changed for you he didn’t. It wasn’t a surprise when you accepted his proposal when he asked you out of blue one day presenting you a ruffled bouquet of flowers and a feather of his own, he claims it was to keep you safe. It’s a tracking device

Going out with him wasn’t as bad as you thought. He plays this boyfriend role perfectly. He had brought you two a matching phone when you accidentally dropped it at a lake during your date when an elderly bumped into you.Though sometimes you voiced out your concern for him that you weren’t accepting important messages at times.

After that he brought you a plush of a duck that looked strangely liked him which you thought was downright adorable and cuddly. Though sometimes when you sleep you feel as if the plush’s beady eye is steadily staring right back at you, but you chalked it up as being paranoid just like these past days whenever you go out without Hawks.

Making you move in with him was next in his plan albeit he had some difficulty convincing you. He insisted it was for your safety. But really it was for his mental well being (1) his flat was considerably more secured, has a lot more advanced locks he’s got access to (2) He can now monitor you 24/7 even without that duck’s help (3) he’ll can finally record your voice whenever he wants, even without the bugged phone and best of all he’s got you all to himself, away from all those damn people that consumes your time.

So here you are now wearing one of his shirts, he pleas with puppy dog eyes that it looks adorable on you, spending another whole day in your shared living room, with nothing else to preoccupy your time. At this point you had no friends, only work buddies, your contact with your relatives even your parents and siblings were seldom to none, they insists it was you who cut them off saying you weren’t answering their calls or messages.

Hawks claimed that they were lying to you and that they didn’t wanted to come out as the bad guy for not talking to you.

Brushing your hands along his hair with a hum, while he lays his head on your lap, he insists it was relaxing therapeutic to him, while trying to watch some type of animated cartoon movie he insists was ‘safe for you to view’.

Moving around he grabbed your waist burying himself to your midsection then he said “You know hawks mate for life?” making you chuckle a bit thinking it was one of his bird jokes. “We’ll see about when you put a ring on this you simp” you said showing your ring finger.

He softly chuckled to himself thinking ‘Yeah you weren’t oblivious, you were dead blind’

Check out Part 1

#bnha x reader #imagines #hawks x reader #yandere hawks #reader insert #bnha imagines #servingy/nneeds

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mirukostallbabygirl · 3 years

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Finally seeing each other after the pandemic ends Hcs (Gn!Reader)

So basically I got really fucking sad

So here’s this

Contents: (quirkless au) fluff, semi-angst buildup but happy end, blood? (but it’s a nose bleed), daddy kink (bakugo)

Characters: Hawks, Denki, Sero, Miruko, Bakugo

Takami Keigo (Hawks)

He was nervous waiting at the airport

The two of you started dating on campus, but you had to go back home when cases started ramping up

He just stayed in the dorms because he had nowhere else to go, and there were a few other students that did the same

But your parent(s) demanded that you come home to stay safe

You think it was just an excuse to get you to be their “little kid” again

So you hadn’t seen eachother since it started, and it was getting to the both of you

He sat near the top of the many escalators, keeping an eye out for you while trying to scroll through his phone as a distraction

It wasn’t working

He missed you so much

FaceTiming and texting were nice, but they didn’t replace the time he had with you while you were there with him

You’d walk to classes and go get coffee, getting the cheapest stuff that they had so that you could afford dinner on the days where there were food trucks down the street

The time he spent with you was electrifying, and a year away from it was incredibly hard

There were even times where he thought that you would want to stop

It was like doing long distance, and he knew how a lot of relationships didn’t make it through that

But whenever he started freaking out, it seemed like you knew, and texted him about some silly thing your family dog did, or fuming about your parent(s)

But what if you decided it really was too much? What if you wanted to stay back? What if you got another flight to avoid him? What if...

... he was overthinking

You had texted him a picture of your plane ticket with a bunch of kissy face emojis and “I’m so excited”

His mind wouldn’t stop though

He glanced up at the escalators for the seemingly hundredth time

He took in the sight of people flooding in and turned back

Wait— people flooding in— that means you

His head whipped back faster than he thought possible

And there you were, pulling your earbuds out of your ears and scanning the room for messy blond hair

You two made eye contact for a second before bolting towards eachother, skidding across the white tile floor to get there

You met it an explosive hug, your arms wrapped around his shoulders and his around your waist, pulling your legs up around his hips

You could feel a wet spot forming on your shoulder where he had nuzzled in, and you were sure you were crying as well

You missed him so much

You pulled slightly away after a moment to look at him, take in his features after only ever seeing them through a screen for so long

His voice was wobbly as he choked out “hey, baby bird,”

You smiled, tears were streaming down your face in buckets by now, and managed out a small “hey”

You grabbed his face and smashed his lips against your own

It was ugly, and not the best kiss, but you were there together after so long and that’s what mattered most

Denki Kaminari

He checked the address on his phone nervously as he waited at the bus stop

You were going to meet him at a Ramen restaurant that you had found online

He was nervous as he boarded the train-- you two had dated for a while before the world ended, and you had a flow to the relationship

But it had been so long, would it be like your first date all over again? would it be the same? He didn’t know and he was nervous to find out

He didn’t know that you were gnawing at your lip as you walked down the street to get to the restaurant

A feeling beyond butterflies stirred in your stomach, nerves and adrenaline, and the need to see him

you were so excited you felt like you would die, but at the same time questions lingered in the back of your mind

you had stayed in contact, and he responded quickly to your messages, and you had scheduled a date literally minutes after the cases being low enough to return to normal was aired on TV

But that never stopped the nerves of meeting someone you care so deeply about after so long

You felt your phone buzz in your hand, his name lighting up your phone screen and sending electricity down your spine

it read I'm almost there :)

you were almost there, too

it was just around the corner, and you had run past it on your jog this morning after the weird feeling of needing to know it existed nagged you, even though you had seen it a million times while walking down the street

You turned the corner just as he did and...

Promptly smashed your noses together

he wailed and you groaned, each of you lifting a hand up to grip your respective noses

But your ears perked up when you heard his voice

you opened your eyes wide to see he’d done the same, looking back at you with disbelief

he let out a small “y/n?”

your hand dropped down (after you were pretty sure it wasn’t hurt, but it felt like it needed ice) to get a better look at him

his eyebrows were high, eyes wide, and mouth agape as he took you in

you gingerly moved towards him, making sure to lean your head and angle your face away as you moved forwards

and then gently wrapped your arms around him, features soft as you put your head on his shoulder

soon his arms wrapped around you, and you both sighed, chuckling that this was your first meeting after being away for so long

you pulled away and gestured toward his nose “You okay?” a small trickle of blood dripped down and he lifted a hand up to his nose

“I swear this nose bleed is seasonal, it’s not your fault,” he laughed out as he leaned forward to not get blood on his clothes, “it is a bit of a problem, though.”

you nodded and grabbed his hand, crossing the street to a CVS pharmacy

you hurried though aisles before finally making it to the bathroom, thanking whatever power there be that it wasn’t locked

He grabbed a handful of paper towels as you went to go buy a box of tissues that wouldn’t be so abrasive on his nose

when your returned, he was nearing the end of it, and the tissues absorbed the last of it

he looked at you and blushed, “Ah I’m sorry, our first date back and I got a nose bleed and we ended up at a CVS.”

You just shook your head and pressed your lips against his, it was short but filled with the like (dare you say love) that you had pent up over your time apart

When you pulled away you teased “You might wanna wash your face there, bud. That kiss was a little iron-y”

Hanta Sero

It was almost cruel how you ended up alone in the pandemic

he had just moved into your apartment, and had to go away on a business trip to Spain

You two had joked around about it-- him being able to take a trip to suck a romantic place, without you

he was supposed to be gone 2 weeks

at the end of week 1, the world went into a total shutdown

he was stuck in Spain, and you were stuck at home, alone

You kept in contact obviously, it had been years that you had been dating, but it was the most strain you two had ever been under

He felt bad keeping a secret from you but he felt like he had to-- besides, it would be great for you in the end

so he lied and said that he couldn’t call that night because he had a meeting, avoiding the subject the you said you could call earlier or later

What’s the fun in telling you that he couldn’t call was because he had gotten a plane ticket back home?

So he was sitting nervously in a plane seat, hoping you wouldn’t be upset

Meanwhile, you were moping, convinced you had finally bored him, he was going to start pushing you away

so you microwaved a TV dinner and flipped on the cooking channel, acknowledging how sad it was that you were eating mushy food that was still cold in the middle while watching top chefs create fabulous dishes

An array of shows came on, all of them reruns from before when they could actually be on set

A show came on that you found particularly infuriating, and you sighed as you watched an inexperienced chef nearly burn down the kitchen by putting water on a grease fire

You didn't know why you enjoyed the show so much given how much the contestants bothered you, but you watched it nonetheless

A particularly idiotic chef burned his fish to the point of no return and you were screaming out insults

“Dude, how old are you,” you accused, “you should at least know how to do this.”

“Hmm, I’d say around 38.” you heard a voice speak from behind you

your head whipped around so fast you were scare you would get whiplash

“W-why are you here?” you asked, too stunned to believe your eyes

“Wow, you sound so excited” he let out a chuckle, nervous now at your response

“what? oh-- no no no...” you rambled out, scrambling up to crawl over the back of the couch

he relaxed once you wrapped your arms firmly around his waist, your knees digging into the cack of the couch and ass sticking out in the air as you gripped him to make sure he was real

He grabbed onto your wrists to place them on his shoulders, then grabbed your hips to pull you off the couch to wrap around his waist

you hadn’t noticed you were crying until you got choked up when trying to say “I missed you”

“I missed you too” he managed, voce cracking in emotion, as well

you slid the palms he placed on his shoulders around his neck, pulling him closer to press your lips against his

You started gentle, but the need and excitement sped the two of you up

slow lips turned into clashing teeth, and gentle hands on your waist turned into groping

he pulled away for a second to sigh out “I’m so glad you aren’t mad”

And all you did in response was pull him closer

Rumi Usagiyama (Miruko)

Rumi was a big deal

She’s famous for a lot of reasons-- but one of the many was how many generous donations she had made towards finding a cure for Covid-19

You two had been dating for a while, so much so that you had talked about moving in together

the only reason you didn’t was because she didn’t want to thrust you into the spotlight

But when you couldn’t even see each other, you so wished that you would’ve fought her on that a bit more, gotten her to let you, convinced her that you were ready

but you hadn’t seen her in so long, and she was so busy, and even after the vaccine was administered to all of the population, you hadn’t set up a plan to meet

so you sat in a bar, glaring down at your second rum and coke of the evening-- you felt like shit

Bars had stopped running during the pandemic, and the screens that used to play sports obnoxiously loud now play the news, the fucking news

You were seriously concerned about the world

But that was the only distraction you had, so you watched the headlines fly by, a fire was extinguished off of the highway, mountain climbing was the new “hottest pace to be this year”, and some TV show host made an apology for an inappropriate joke

then you saw the face of your... girlfriend? could you call it that? you still talked but she didn’t seem like she wanted to see you

but you saw Rumi in the street outside of a bar downtown

Wait... you were in a bar... downtown... and Rumi was passing by the window to your left

You shot up, mind not fully working as you sprinted out the door

“RUMI?!” You screamed a little too loud

She perked up at your voice, turning around and cringing as she saw the fleet of cameras coming to harass her getting nearer

So she grabbed your arm and dragged you further down the street, deeper down until she made it to the destination she had been going to

You hadn’t realized that the bar you were at was so close to her office (ok, you did know that, but you didn’t want to admit that you had hoped this would happen)

She continued pulling you up the stairs, and your drunken giggles echoed through the empty staircase

Finally making it past her door, she pushed you against the wall and kissed you— hard

There was no preparation, she just pushed your mouth open, forcing her toungue out to lick at your bootom lip, moving in slightly before pulling out, moving in a cycle of this

Her hands gripped at the sides of your face keeping you close to her

You submit to her, only breaking away when she wouldn’t let you breathe for too long

She pulled away finally, a faintly noticeable blush on her face as she stepped away

Leaving you drunk in many ways— not just on alcohol

You were dazed from such sudden passion after going so long without it

You decided you would fight for more of that from now on

“Uhm.. well, I missed you” she mumbled out, feeling stupid now for assuming you shared her desire earlier

You moved over to sit in one of the chairs in front of her desk “you don’t even know how much I missed you” you stuttered out

Her shoulders relaxed and the fake grin she had on turned into a real one

“That was too long without you” she continued “I thought I was going to lose my mind, and I’m sorry I didn’t arrange to meet up sooner I’ve just been so busy but now I promise I’ll make time for you but it’s been really hard going bac—“

You cut off her rambling by pressing a quick kiss to her lips

“You know how you can make it better?” Your words were still slurred from earlier and they were quiet, but you knew she could hear you

She mumbled out a meek “what” before you were whispering in her ear

“Let me move in with you”

“I would love that”

Katsuki Bakugo

(Lol ok so ik this isn’t about his parents— but this was too funny to not use it, so here’s bakugo truly taking after his mother)

he had been making you call him daddy ever since you did it as a joke on FaceTime

At the start, he just said that you should do it for fun

But he grew more confident as time went on, and he had started making you beg “daddy” for things

And you didn’t hate it

But what you knew would be bad is if either of you let it slip in front of your parent(s) who insisted on tagging along with you to the station

You had decided to meet at the train station that was about 30 minutes from where both of you sheltered for the lockdown— he was taking the bus down from the north and you were driving with your parents up from the south

You got there and immidiately started scanning for your impulsive boyfriend

You had a plan to get to him before your parents could

So that you could reinforce what you had stressed over text many times— don’t. Say. Daddy.

Then you saw spiky blond hair sticking out of the crowd and started running

Hoping your parents would see it as you excuse let running towards him rather than out of the need to get to him in time

He turned to you as the crowd parted to let you jog towards him

He smiled and pulled you close, pressing your lips together when you got close enough

But he frowned when you seemed preoccupied and pulled away quickly

“Okay, I love you, but I’m serious about the daddy thing” you whispered daddy, you weren’t usually ashamed of it but it felt weird with all of the people that could overhear

“What are you shy” he cocked an eyebrow, moving to pull you close again

But you insisted “seriously, they’ll whoop my ass if they hear it— a they think I’m still a little kid”

“Oh no. Only I’m allowed to hit that pretty little ass of y-“

You shoved your hand over his mouth hissing out his name, giving him one last death glare before your parents catched up

“Hello there” he greeted them politely

You were incredibly relieved that he seemed perfectly normal and that his usual temper wasn’t coming through

Your parents had met bakugo before, but this was a whole new level of stressful as both your first time seeing him after so long, as well as the first time since your new dynamic came into play

But the exchange went well, and your parents were waiting on the platform as the two of you boarded and the t turned away

He waited until you were settled in the train to tap you on the ass, and slide his hand in your back pocket, muttering how much you were blushing into your ear

#🖌.headcannons #hawks x reader #takami keigo x reader #denki x reader #denki kaminari x reader #sero x reader #sero hanta x reader #miruko x reader #rumi usagiyama x reader #bakugo x reader #bakugo katsuki x reader #fluff #tw: daddy kink #tw: blood #I meant to post this two days ago whoops

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Reaction to S/O Hitting a Powerful, High Note

Situation: They walk in on their s/o singing a very sonorous, soprano note in the bridge of a ballad song, and they never knew s/o could sing until now.

Note: If you want examples of powerful vocalists I’m thinking about when writing this, there’s Younha in “Winter Flower,” Siyeon in “Paradise,” and ARAKI (vocalist/UTAITE) with any song he covers.

Kise Ryota

Before you even got a chance to finish the lyrics alone in the empty hallway, Kise jumps with joy seeing a new side to you.

“(y/n)-cchi!! You sing??”

He then runs and pounces on your figure to tightly embrace your waist and spin you around, chuckling at the fact that you were beating at his chest to get him to put you down. His eyes crinkled with pride at how only he could get you from an unruffled state to a flustered incoherence so easily.

“Eh?? What are you so shy for? You sounded amazing! How come you never told me you can sing?” He throws a barrage of curious questions while pouting at you before putting you down on the ground.

“I mean, yeah… I could sing… eh? That’s why you kept this a secret? You’re a much better vocalist than I ever could be… You’re so cruel hiding such a treasure from your boyfriend, you know.” He dips his chin to plant a fleeting yet deep kiss on your lips before separating and bending his knees to your eye level.

“Hey, (y/n)-cchi…” he starts, giving you puppy-dog eyes as he brushes his fingers along your parted lips. “Can our next few dates please be at the local karaoke bar?...

We can finally do cute couple sing-offs together while totally beating all of everyone’s high score records… ”

Midorima Shintarou

As he stood at the doorway dumbstruck at the clear tone of your voice, his mind went absolutely blank, his jaw gaping like a fish out of water.

“I-i-i… y-y-you?... wh-what?”

He’s fumbling with his grip on his clay cat sculpture on his right hand before readjusting his glasses with his other hand for the third time in a span of a few seconds.

His cheeks burn brighter when he realizes he interrupted your singing moment when you turned to face him with equal amounts of mortification.

“Wh-what are you doing?... You were supposed to be dusting off… the ch-chalkboard erasers, nanodayo…” he mumbles, averting his eyes before readjusting his frames once again to distract his thoughts. He then awkwardly walks into the room to put his lucky item to the side before straightening the desks with his back to you.

As you both begin your after school cleaning duties again in your classroom together in an awkward silence, Midorima keeps glancing at you, hoping his long bangs and the glints of his glasses obscure his unabashed staring. He slightly turns his face to your direction, cursing himself when he feels his ears visibly burning.

“... I never said to stop singing, nanodayo.”

Takao Kazunari

Takao expected you to be waiting on the usual bench outside the school gym when his practice was done so you two could walk home together. What he didn’t expect to see was you sitting with your eyes closed, hand to your chest, as your voice ascended to the level of literally heaven.

His throat became dry as he repeatedly tried to swallow his own spit in order to calm himself, trying to etch the entire scenery of your singing form naturally swaying gently to your own tunes with the sunset’s rays dappling against the trees behind you into his memory.

He sneaked over to get behind you sitting on the bench, taking advantage of the fact that your eyes were fluttered shut.

“(y/n)-chan~” he slowly teases when you finish your song, sliding his hands over your eyes when you were about to open them again. “I must be dead and in heaven right now… you sound like a literal angel.”

His smirk grew as he felt your face flushed, either from embarrassment or the closeness between you two, or perhaps both.

“What made you decide to sing now, of all times?... not that I’m complaining, of course.” He slowly drops his hands from your eyes to hug you from behind, propping his chin against your right shoulder as he leans himself closer to your ear. He purposely lets his breath linger around the helix of your ear, savoring the way you slightly quiver in his arms. He didn’t need to use his “hawk eyes” to see how much he was affecting your state of composure.

“Hey, (y/n)-chan?... Won’t you sing for me again?”

Akashi Seijuro

Nothing escaped his Emperor Eye, even beyond the basketball courts, and it was especially true when anything pertained to you.

When you flung your arms open, caught up in the moment of a passionate performance you were putting on for no one in particular alone in the student council’s room, Akashi could only narrow his catlike eyes affectionately as he serenely took in your secretive show through the cracks of the door ajar.

A few minutes passed after you finished singing before you reverted back to humming while rummaging through some club papers, and Akashi decided it was the perfect time to finally waltz into the room without raising any suspicions of him ever possibly eavesdropping into your vocal stunt.

“Good evening, my love,” he casually says while giving a customary cheek peck, relishing the natural flush you always give every time he brings his lips anywhere near you.

For the next half hour, he works on a separate table, signing papers requested by faculty while eyeing you a few feet away, where you’ve stopped humming a while ago.

Akashi softly clears his throat to subtly grab your attention before he quietly hums the same tune you’ve belted out just moments before.

He gradually crescendos his notes until he’s fully singing, with audible lyrics flowing effortlessly from his vocal chords. His eyes drink in the sight of your restless state even when you still have your back to him, trying to carry out your paperwork duties in an attempt to shut him out.

That wouldn’t do.

“What’s wrong, my love?” He stops singing to tilt his head in mild amusement. “There’s no need to be ashamed of such a talent… After all, I expect nothing less from my beloved consort.”

#knb #knb x reader #kuroko no basket #knb reactions #kise x reader #kise ryota x reader #kise ryota #midorima x reader #midorima shintaro #takao kazunari #takao kazunari x reader #takao x reader #akashi seijuro #akashi x reader #akashi seijuro x reader #singer!reader #ngl you and akashi sing duets in the student council room together from now on

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