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Darling in the Franxx AU
Squad 13 were shocked as Squad 26 hobbled in. Some limping and injured but all with defeated faces. The only one unfazed was Zero Two. Her eyes now shifting to territorial protection. No one should hurt her squad.
Ichigo slowly got up to meet them, but before she could get a word in 090 responded. "I can't work with her! Why do you have the partner killer here.". Everyone in the squad knew who he was referring do. A slight glance shared among them.
They all got defensive. Goro and the rest got down to defend Ichigo while Hiro made his way to Zero Two. "While I understand your concern, calling one of our squad mates a partner killer will not be tolerated. Zero Two is apart of Squad 13 and we expect her to be treated as one of us. Regardless on how you see her."
"How can you say that?" 090 responded "She killed my partner. How can you allow her into your squad?".
"Zero Two is a member of our squad weather you like it or not." Miku responded, "She's Hiro's Pistole and they ridden pleany of times togher."
"Yea what gives you the right to tell us that Zero Two is not a member of the squad. She the best Pistol around." Zorome yelled back. Doing his best to back up his partner.
"That's enough children." Nana called to them. "Lets go show them your Franxxs"
Zero Two walked down with Hiro as they started to move out. As Squad 13 left she gave a whisper to 090. "Me and my Darling are different. My squad knows it."
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The stayman lockers were sterile as Hiro and the others go changed. He could feel the nerves between them all. Zorome on the other hand had no such qualms for the heaviness in the air. "Squad 26 needs to let up. Were not that inexperienced. We have the great Zorome to take care of the job."
"And then Strelitzia will come and get you out of trouble." Futoshi quipped back.
"That's not the point. The point is that were far better than them. Come on we get to fight with Zero Two and Hiro the best piolets around. That means were better than them any way, and besideds they have not right to attack Zero Two over an accident." Zorome yelled back.
"Calm down you two" Hiro interrupted as the argument heated up "We need to get focused for the mission. Zero two isn't happy about this either, but we need to show them why were able to do well on our own."
"Hiro's right you two." Goro replied as he got into the machine that put his suit on, "We need to show them how even now as were still inexperienced that we can handle this.
"Hiro how's Zero Two feeling about this mission?" Mitsuru asked.
"She fine I asked Ichigo to help feel better before the mission with the other girls. You saw just how hard she took 090 comments." Hiro replied back.
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"Ready to wipe the floor with those Klaxosaurs Zero Two?" Miku asked as they all got ready.
"Not really, I don't like working with other squads." Zero Two responded in hush tones, "They get in the way.".
"Get in the way, but you fight with us just fine?" Miku questioned as she finished putting her underwear on.
"You guys are different. You see me as one of squad and not just some monster." she responded getting inside of the machine that put her suit on. The white and red now reversed from what she and her Darling were used to.
"Of course we treat you as apart of the team. You taught us so much about piolitng and what to expect." Kokoro called in the middle of bradding her hair.
"With out you and Hiro we would have been so lost on our first missions as a squad." Ichigo called back.
"Just stick with the plan and ignore what squad 26 says." Ikuno said as she walked out of the machine.
"Thanks guys that really means a lot." Zero Two said.
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"Ready everyone?" Ichigo asked as they headed towards the Franxx.
The whole squad no pared up gave a knowing look. Zero Two clutched her Darlings arm. "You ready Darling?" she asked in a low voice. The one that always got him ready for piolting.
"Yea lets show them what were made of." Hiro responded.
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Rain hit the grown. Mathew hid in his apartment. Clutching a bible. A round of thunder and lighting makes the young man flinch. A few breaths help calm Mathew down. He keeps waiting for the next thing to disrup his boared appartment.
Knock, knock, knock goes his door for the first time ever. he looks around his apartment searching for something that could be used as a weapon. In his micro apartment He can only find a frying pan on a hook in his kitchenet. Esaping under the balankets he grabs the Wallmart pan and walks to the frount door. There he slowly opens it.
"Hello, I'm John. A local paster for a church a few blocks down." A hand is given out for a shake that Mathew carefuly takes. "You don't need that pan young man. The rapture is over. Its time to rebuild."
"What do you mean 'rapture'?" Mathew questioned the old man. Dressed in a black button up shirt, leather dress shoes, and pants with a white tie on. The traditional one that coved the top button on his shirt.
"Call it what you may. There empty houses and workplaces. We are what's left. We will need your help to rebuilt what's left." The pastor explained to the terrified young man.
The two left the apartment complex. Going down the stairs Mathew followed John down the stairs nervous of what was around the next corner.
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A scetch show where it takes place in an internaional airport in a cold climate. Scectches evolve around a variety of things that happen at an airprot and are a combination of good and bad things.
A receptionist who is the most spiteful person you have ever met and their coworker who is as bright as the sun.
Luggage handlers all have bad past and try and make each others day by treating there team is a family and love to pet all the animals that come there way.
Plane repair techs to turn there job into an episode of Jackass on a daily bases.
A group of cleaners who take there job like ninja's and sneak around doing jobs.
Traffic control that are all on something. Nobody is sure what. But they are all on something.
Security who are the strictest people in the world for the rules. At the same time they hate the rules they have to enforce.
Any more ideas are appreciated!
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SHUT UP, I’M TRYING TO SLEEP
The bed is comfy. The soft mattress is keeping my body cool as the young September heat fills the historic room. Curled up in the fetal position holding a large puffball plush. My plush looks vaguely like Mothman. A baby version if you will. The sound of the room is filled with fans. The light is minimal. Blocked out by black out curtains and a door crack insulator. Its peaceful sleep. Only recently have I fallen to sleep.
BANG,Bang, bang goes pots and pans. Clattering sounds are dueted by the chorus of yelling students. I’m now wide awake. Woken up faster than a Californian during an earthquake. The sound floods my senses. I check my clock, midnight the night before the start of classes.
I try to block out the noise of the unwanted awakening. I go for the pillows, covering my ears. Trying to ride out the storm of a Tinker scare. I hear the yelling and banging at the same level as a memory of Cinderella covering her head with a pillow. I’m suffering in silence.
Then I hear banging on my door. The thought that everyone was probably thinking. “Shut up the FUCK up, I’m trying to sleep” comes out of my mouth like a flash bang. Making it clear to everyone involved that I could hear them and I want to be left alone.
Deciding that I want to see what all the commotion is all about and to get the other girls off my own ass. In that action I bang my head on the wall as I’m not that familiar with my new room. I grab my dorm slides in an automatic action gain after two years of college experience.
When I finally get to my door the group has left the floor but I can hear them on the other one. I’m relieved. I can go back to bed and get some sleep after the awakening I had.
But then the noise from outside calls me. I’m curious to see what is going out on the front quad.I can’t see much. My lacking vision unaided doesn’t help me with finding out. The old trees and privacy angle doesn’t help with me seeing the small parade of people leaving East.
Satisfied with my night now knowing that the mess is going on. I flip on the lights and then get ready for bed again. I striated up my bedspread and turned off the lights. My nightly routine now completed. I head back to sleep for the second time in an hour.
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Change of plans
To my followers,
I hope you guys are doing well. The content of this blog will be changing to be more personal project based. I have a lot of ideas and posting little snippets of them.
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Germany: Where is America and Russia?
Japan-half whispering: They are at a love hotel.
Germany: What did you say, Japan.
Japan: I saw them at a love hotel.
Germany-now embaised: I understand, how long will they be there.
Japan: Given their habits, I expect for the rest of the day.
Germany: Thank you
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Russia: What did we learn
America: That we should never have sex in France’s house.
Russia: Will we do it again?
America: Only when were drunk.
Russia: Da
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Russia once got mad that America requested to have sex on a tank. This would not last long when America let him pick the tank. That tank is now in permanent storage.
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Tony takes Peter to a casino. The whole-time peter is on Tony’s cock, and not caring about what is going on. Tony thrusting up every so often to keep peter happy.
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Both Prussia and Germany never talk about how much sex America and Russia did during meetings at the Berlin Wall.
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One time England and France had sex during the blitz. In their defense they were unaware that going to happen, and they did quickly finish up.
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Russia has a sex dungeon for him and America during the Cold War. They never told anyone that they had it. By the late 60s everyone knows about it. It just one of the never ending open secrets of the Cold War.
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Tony fucking Peter while he drives his sport car down the interstate going twenty miles above the speed limit. Peter looking behind since he doesn’t want to see how fast they are going, while Tony tells him that he is being very good for him.
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Russia and America once had sex in space. They claim they did it for science. In reality it was for fun.
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The A/B/O Stony prompt I'm obsessed with (hope someday I'll be able to write it):
Pre-serum Steve was an omega, then he became an alpha.
Tony is an omega and he hates it, oh boy, he hates it so much! He takes suppressants and blockers, he avoids alphas at any costs, he never shared a heat with an alpha. All his life he went pretenting to be a beta and nobody knows about the truth, except Pepper.
And Steve.
Steve can literally smell the lie.
But he's old school and a gentleman and would never out him. So instead he starts courting him. He does it properly, like a good alpha would do back in his days - like omega!Steve dreamed to be courted.
And Tony is simply baffled. Not just because nobody in his entire life has never courted him, but also because he'd never admit that his inner omega is so fucking pleased and would gladly falls in Steve's arms.
They both know that soon Tony will have to stop his suppressants and go in to heat, like he routinely does every couple of years for the sake of his health. But for the first time in his life Tony can't stands the idea of go through it alone. He craves for an alpha - he craves for Steve.
And Steve craves for him too, but he doesn't dare to make a move. He's waiting for Tony, for his full consent.
Then Tony does it: he bares his neck to Steve.
He just stopped the suppressants, so they still have plenty of time to spend together during the pre-heat. They grew accostumed to their scents and the way they change, so when finally Tony reaches full heat they don't become frantic or feral or violent, as Tony always fears to be with an alpha. Instead they mate in the most sweet and endering and loving way, both insecure and stupidly enamored. Steve making sure the omega feels respected and worshipped, Tony marveling the way he could easily submit to the alpha.
Sharing the heat make them face the truth: they're made for each other.
Will they bond? Probably. Steve bit him during the heat, even if not hard enough for make a bond. And Tony loved it, as he loves looking now in the mirror and see the mark in his neck. But they both know they need time to make such step.
Meanwhile they could just enjoy to be so damn in love and still bickering over everything like they always do.
so cute
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Yes!
Steve then just picks Tony up when he is in rut. Like I will be taking him. Everyone just has to let him take Tony. Tony does not care. He is just happy that he is not in a meeting.
Hold on I have a dumb thought:
Alpha Steve gets super needy around his ruts and he clings to his omega Tony like an octopus.
Pepper knows she has to start rearranging meetings when Steve starts showing up under tables burying his face into Tony's stomach.
Pepper and Tony may or may not have started doing meetings with more difficult board members during this time too. After all who the hell is gonna upset Captian America's omega when the man is right there with a rut brain.
Rumors has it that the last person who did ended up out a window.
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