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Love on The Grid - Formula 1 AU! Yuta Okkotsu - Pt 2.

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PART 1

synopsis: One-night stands were nothing but a necessary painkiller for your inability to cross paths with true love. Your most recent find at a Vegas Club was no different. He was boring, obedient, SLOW! You leave him high and hanging hoping you'd never see him again until you find yourself gawking at a supersized billboard of him on a Vegas highway with the title 'LEGEND RETURNS TO VEGAS'.

genre: some s*xual tension, a lot of fluff, thrill and angst

content: 18+ only. Formula one driver! Yuta x f! reader, use of alcohol, swearing, mentions of sex

word count: 5k

a/n: part 2 came soon because i'm so pumped lolol. Note, In this story, Megumi and Toji aren't related.

WARNING: always use protection!

You sat in your hot, plastic seat with bated breath, like a thousand others, keeping your eyes trained on the asphalt of the track.

Even though it was November, temperatures in Vegas were no good - either that, or the revelation that your hookup from last night is a world-renowned athlete is making you nauseous.

You were in the most uncomfortable position in the entire stands combined, smack in the middle of a fired up Noritoshi and a spiteful Kokichi, who were planning on probably shouting at the top of their lungs for their favorite driver on the grid.

"When's this starting?" You turn to Miwa, a bit nervous.are You nervous to see that man, Yuta, in the middle of his job? What if he doesn't perform well - that would be embarrassing. Oh well, no one here knows about us anyway so it's fine. Except for his number one fan Noritoshi maybe.

"Well, they're almost done with the formation lap, so they should line up at the start line soon. Red Bull's Geto has the pole with a surprise front line seat for Ferrari's Gojo. King Okkotsu is sitting third with Ferrari's second, Itadori Yuji. Then it's Red Bull's Mahito followed by Merc's Toge and - " he goes on and on, speaking jargon and names You don't understand.

"Noritoshi." You stop him in the middle of his enthusiastic speech. "You understand that none of what you said passed through my brain right?"

"Ah well, none of it matters!" He cackles. "When the race begins - you will know who you'll cheer for and who will have you at the edge of your seat. Who gets your heart pumping." He says, fisting his chest. The last bit seemed a bit unintentionally personal but you roll your eyes at him anyway.

The drivers are soon done with their 'formation lap' which Kokichi is nice enough to enlighten you - is a circle they do around the track to prep their tyres for the race and check the tracks and engines. You also see now that Pole is the car sitting first in the starting lineup, as you narrow your eyes at dark, red and blue car zooming its way to ease into the frontmost bracket. That must be the bane of Noritoshi's existence and the Object of Kokichi's desire - Geto Suguru.

Behind him is a flashy red car that earns a deafening roar of cheer as he comes into position. That must Gojo Satoru.

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Behind him, and you find yourself looking really keenly. You spot the teal and midnight black hues of a fiery car, followed by another deafening roar and a partial standing ovation. So that's him. 'Mr. Cute Dick, I don't drink, I am not a virgin'. You smirk at thought of such a wallflower being at the center of one of the hottest sports in the world, in a championship with the highest stakes.

"Looks like Y/N is an Okkotsu fan." Noritoshi claims, grinning sarcastically at Kokichi who replies with a grimace. "No, I clearly saw her looking keenly at Geto."

"Ah, shut up the two of you." You snap. "Let me watch!"

The both of them exchange glances at your sudden interest but humor you as the crowd waits with a chilling silence. The five red lights light up, sounding a beep and you can hear your heartbeat in that moment as they turn green without warning and the race is on!

The set of 20 cars pick up speed at a maddening rate and are soon accelerating through the curves and straights of the track, tailing one another. The commentator is particularly zealous, and you find yourself listening to him with a lot of attention. Your eyes never leave the Teal and Dark vehicle with his tiny head popping out the cockpit, protected by his shiny, silver helmet.

For around 30 laps or so, nothing changes, and the people have started chatting amongst themselves. You slump back down into your seat.

There is some action going on at the back of the line-up with a few of the cars overtaking and re-overtaking one another.

"Well, this is boring…" You admit.

"It has its moments." Noritoshi states. "Oh wait, what's that-"

You turn to the track so fast, your vision goes blurry, and You nearly miss the spectacle.

The second red is quickly closing in on Yuta's Teal but Yuta swivels out of the way just in time, apparently surprising his tail-end as the driver, Itadori, loses control and touches the back of the first red car, Gojo's. Both of them start spinning dramatically and are vaulted out of the race at one of the turns.

"Collision! In the Top Five! Both Ferraris are out!" The commentator is roaring out now, with several people standing to get a better view.

You yourself are concerned for the Ferraris that seemed to have lost some parts of the car, leaving behind a trail of debris. But soon enough, both drivers emerge from their respective cars, with the taller one giving the crowd a thumbs up. He removes his helmet and a layer of clothing to reveal striking snow-white hair and dazzling smile. This sport is too fucking dangerous.

"The collision will be under investigation for sure to see if Ferrari's Number 3, Itadori is at fault! For now, the safety car is out."

You train your gaze on Yuta again. He seems to have taken a different route from the track now, heading towards a group of people, clad in suits and uniforms similar to the colors of his car.

"Hey, what's he doing?" You ask Noritoshi. You almost hear Kokichi mumbling "Oh shit." under his breath.

"That's a pit stop. Change of Tyres. Now is a brilliant time for this." Noritoshi says, his lips quivering. Is he really that excited for Yuta.

"The Safety Car has been taken off and with Mercedes' Number 7 quick thinking, Okkotsu takes the lead of the race!" The commentator announces earning a barrage of cheer from the crowd and a giant sigh from Kokichi.

"But not far behind him is Red Bull's Number 4, Geto, fastest car of the crop, who is looking to overtake… He has the DRS on and, and…." You don't need to listen to the commentator anymore because You see it happening and You almost let out some weird feral choke as Yuta barely, barely manages to keep his lead and the vicious, red and blue car accepts defeat, staying behind. You finally breathe out when You see Yuta gaining some speed and maintaining a good distance between him and Geto.

Kokichi pokes your shoulder and gives you a look of immense worry when You realize You are literally gripping your hair at the roots with both hands.

"ah, hah!" You laugh nervously, letting go off your now scrunched up hair. You lean back again as they announce the final lap and with no difficulty, as the checkered flag is waved, Yuta's Mercedes finishes first, with Geto behind him, followed by the other red bull, Mahito.

All of us rise to give the winners a standing ovation as confetti is blasted into the air and fireworks decorate the already shimmering Vegas skyline. You watch in wonder at the colors in the sky as Yuta pumps his fists up, getting out of his car and running over to his team.

"Good win, bro." Kokichi smiles at Noritoshi, who You now notice is on the verge of tears.

You see Yuta remove his helmet, but You can only make out his dark hair from this distance. You don't stop yourself from pouting at the disappointment. Why do You feel like You deserve being close to him right now. Maybe your good-luck suck off today guaranteed his win.

You see him disappear into the pavilion and ask Noritoshi if we can take a closer look at them.

"Close is not close enough to get their autographs but I can get you close enough to see their faces." Noritoshi claims and You give him a smile of gratitude.

"Geez Y/N. Did I really convert you in one race? Can't say if I'm prouder of you or myself." He jokes.

We stand for the Japanese national anthem as we cheer for the winning drivers receiving their trophies and drowning each other in champagne. Geto Suguru doesn't seem to be too keen to join into the racket, but Mahito wants to push the whole bottle down Yuta's throat. You smirk at the view. No teetotalling today?

As the crowd disperses out of the stands, we make our way through as well. You are tightly holding on to one of Miwa's and Momo's hands, each.

Noritoshi guides us through a few sections of the crowd and through a few random nooks and alleys of the arena until we reach what seems like a back gate. You see that a sizable yet dealable crowd is already standing there with Cameras and posters and shirts in hand.

"Well, this is a guarded secret, so not many know." Noritoshi winks at us. Today You are glad You became friends with his girlfriend, Momo.

We join the rows of people, but you fight your way to at least the second from start row, earning a lot of swears and some chick even trying to pull your hair.

You gaze at the gate with hope. One last look. Just to curb your excitement. It's just excitement nothing else. I'll be done after this. I'll go back to your city and drown yourself in work. None of this ever happened…. but why do You feel oddly bitter.

Is it because You realized Yuta and You are worlds apart? You are just an ordinary, honest worker - a commonality. Whereas he a star athlete, loved by the masses and with access to as many options as he wants. But what You have learnt from your past is, people can be as special or common as they want - a person who wants to find options, will always go out in search of options.

And as if to prove your point, You feel an ominous buzz in your hands right as You hear the doors open. You check your phone to see the screen flashing "Megumi Baby." right onto your face. You don't react or move; You simply glare at the screen. You are unable to breath as memories come flooding in.

Promises, nectar-soaked words, caressing your face with the deepest look of love. His bare back shining with sweat as he pounded into a girl from your workplace that YOU had introduced to him as your coworker. Him turning around, expressionless, leaving without giving you an explanation. Him telling you that you were expecting too much of him and You should have never assumed we were a thing since he was just trying new things in life.

All of it comes back to me, not particularly with ease. It washes over you like a tsunami. Completely drowns me. It's not until the incessant shouting of the crowd brings you to your senses that You snap out of your trance.

"Yuta! Yuta!" the people cheer. "Look here, please, just once. Yuta!"

You stare in horror as You spot Yuta's back getting into his matte black car. You are only able to see a small fraction of the back of his head and his white shirt.

You missed your chance.

You look back at the still ringing phone and want to smash it to bits. Fuck you, Megumi. Fuck you.

The first thing You do is cut the call and block his vile number. Then You try to scream out Yuta's name too in a futile attempt to get his attention, but You are not loud enough.

Amazing.

You start laughing to yourself now.

What was the point of this?

You recall yourself looking in the mirror at your apartment, coaching yourself to make this a pleasure trip. You would hookup with the best guy You could find, forget Megumi for good and move on with your life. So, whatare You doing now?

That guy Yuta would probably head to some lavish after party now and have a string of the prettiest girls in the world willing to suck him off. What use is it down?

The realization nearly brings you to tears. You should have never tried. You slowly retract your raised hands and sink back into the crowd, letting them continue their cheers. You turn back and slowly make your way out of the crowd and towards your friends.

"Wow, Y/N. Even Noritoshi and I didn't go that far in. You good?" Kokichi asks.

"Y/N, sweetie, you look like you're about to throw up what's wrong?" Momo asks me, cupping your face while Miwa rubs your arm.

"Megumi called…" You admit and all of them show a violent shift in expression.

"You haven't blocked that asshole yet?" Miwa asks, furious. You shake your head. "I just did."

"Y/N. You better not maintain any contact with him. He's the absolute scum of-"

"Hey, hey there miss." Suddenly our discussion is interrupted by a polite voice. We all turn around to see two men in suits and glasses standing tall and strong, waiting behind us. They look oddly familiar somehow with the waxed-up hair and somber faces. One of them has a scar near his lips and the other has his hair in a messy bun.

"Miss, are you the one who took Mr. Okkotsu out of the Four Seasons Club last night?" One of them, the bun guy, asks in a business-like fashion, pointing at me. Ah, now You remember them. The two lookers from the club last night, hiding Mr. wallflower behind their broad backs.

Scarface gets a call before You could reply though.

"Yes, Mr. Okkotsu. We're on our way. Well, we have a surprise for you." he tells Mr. Okkotsu mischievously. You narrow your eyes at the word "Surprise."

Scarface exchanges a knowing look with Bunhair and both of them cage you in.

"Would you like to see Mr. Okkotsu, again? It's not like we can force you, but he gave us specific instructions to find you and let him know."

"I didn't make him out to be a stalker you know." You say sarcastically, pondering if You should accept their offer. your friends do give you a strange look and You almost want to tell at least Noritoshi what's going on. But before You can take a call, You get a beep from your phone. This time it's a fucking EMAIL from Megumi.

Jesus, this man.

"I'm coming." You say abruptly. "I'll meet up with you guys later." You tell your friends as they give you looks of utter confusion.

"And burn this shitty device please." you say, tossing your phone towards Kokichi. "At least until I get some sort of restraining order against Megumi."

You exchange a look with Noritoshi and he knows in his heart that You will certainly get an autograph for him.

The two men take surround you as they guide you towards the waiting car. A matte black Lambo. They make sure to hide you from prying eyes, which isn't too hard with their gigantic muscular bodies.

You take a deep breath before You open the door and slide in.

Yuta and you share a good 10 seconds of absolute silence. Honestly, he looks like he's about to fracture his jaw from how wide his gaping mouth is getting. The two men climb into the front and openly laugh at his expression.

"Really, Okkotsu?" they say in unison.

"Wh-wh-wha-" He stutters.

"If you're that offended to see me, I can get out." You tease him, knowing he's going to grab your arm and make you stay. That's exactly what he does.

"Sorry, I was just surprised." He regains his composure. "Well, it's good to see you again, after last time…"

Uff, he shouldn't remind you because you wouldn't be able to control your cheeks getting flushed. There is another round of awkward silence before he decides to continue.

"Ah, right. You left your undergarments in the room last night, I thought you'd want them back so I-" before he can say anything else you slap your palm onto his lips, turning an embarrassing shade of tomato red.

"Not here, not right now!" You whisper-yell at him but his bodyguards/managers/goons/whatevers are quick to catch onto the conversation. Scarface who's driving the car gives you a perverted whistle without turning back and Bun-guy merely hums to himself, pretending to not have heard anything.

"T-Toji, that's impolite!" Yuta shouts at the scarface driver, turning red himself.

"It's not an uncommon thing with you. Aren't you creating quite a collection anyway?" The bun-guy butts in, leaving Yuta defenseless.

"Todo!" he yells at him too and slumps back into his seat, hiding his face. You study him. This was the champion race car driver an hour ago - and now he's a blushy, awkward, highly embarassing puddle.

"Collection, so you do this a lot huh?" You poke him.

"Absolutely not!" He sits up again. "Last night, I just…"

Now you're interested. Sounds like he broke a rule for you.

"Last night what?"

"Well, I just-"

"Oh my god, speak up, Okkotsu!" Toji screams from the wheel.

"Nevermind!" Yuta retorts and grabs your hands. "Are you coming to the after-party or not?"

"Well, I don't have a gown or anything…" You reply, looking down at your very non-party like clothing - a pin strip pant suit.

"Honestly…" He looks you dead in the eye. "You look so gorgeous, I don't want others to stare too much but if you want a dress, we can make a stop. I'll cover it, don't worry." He assures me, feeling a bit less awkward now.

For that compliment, he deserves to see a pretty dress on you and probably a flick to the forehead for making your heart race.

Todo seems to have a good eye for stores because the boutique he takes us to has a brilliant selection of clothes from classy to elegant to teasingly hot and even a corner for some sexy stuff.

You take some time to think and pick out a silvery satin cowl neck dress that compliments your cleavage and stops just a few inches shy of your womanhood. You also pair it will sparkly, strappy heels. You'll just have to make sure to walk properly to not expose anything… unless. When you walk out of the fitting room, you find Yuta waiting beside the billing counter, on his phone, matching your colors, in a light grey tux and black shirt-trouser set. He has combed his hair in a side part, looking rather sharp and you can smell his fresh cologne from a distance. He hears the clacking of your heels and looks up, his lips parting slightly at the sight.

For a moment when your eyes meet, everything stills, like the two of you are the only people in this room. The magnetic pull is something you have never experienced before, not even with Megumi, who you once thought was the love of your life. You walk over to him quickly, tucking your hair behind your ear and give him a twirl. "What do you think?"

"Might have to punch anyone who looks at you wrong tonight." He admits, sheepishly.

"W-What?" You mumble, looking away. Megumi could never. All he told you was to dress modestly so the men won't look. Never did he say he'd protect you. Maybe he never had the balls or talent to.

"Okay, you two get back in the car." Toji yawns at us, getting impatient or perhaps slightly weirded out by the clear tension between us.

The drive to one of Las Vegas' most affluent casino clubs was short and silent. You weren't really mentally prepared to see celebrities and big shots, partying away.

"This will be the best night of your life, I promise." Yuta assures you, intertwining his fingers with yours. You let him only because it calms your nerves. There are a few questions you need answers to though.

"Why are you doing this?" You ask and see Yuta's brow furrow.

"Are you uncomfortable or anything? You can't tell me-"

"It's not that... it's just..." you start. "It really doesn't make sense."

"I am not the most spectacular lay in the world." you admit. "I'm sure you have the world's most exquisite looking women dying to get time with you. I just don't see how being with me can benefit you."

You notice yourself putting yourself down and try to stop but your self-esteem is at an all-time low. That was one of the prime reasons you didn't want to meet up again with anyone you hooked up with during this trip. You wanted to leave feeling all parties involved had the best time of their lives and had no complaints.

Maybe lust got the better of Yuta and he'd come to his senses any minute.

"I think I liked the fact that you had no idea who I was..." He says and you raise your brows.

"I'm sorry I was unaware-"

"Nope, it's a good thing... I felt like I could just be the party loser, Yuta, for once... not a papped, scrutinized driver, Yuta. It felt oddly liberating." He admits.

"Plus, I-" He starts but swallows his words. "Do you remember what we talked about on the way to the hotel?"

You were not paying too much attention back then, being bowled over by the need to fuck someone, but... what did you say?

"Kids, we're here. Catch up later." Todo lets you two know, looking back. Before you could get off though, Yuta leans over.

"Are you going to tell me your name now or not?" He says. The shadows must be playing tricks on your eyes because in the dark, illuminated by paparazzi flashes you find your heart drumming inside your chest, unable to break eye contact.

"Y-Y/N. My name's Y/N." You say finally.

Yuta smiles wide at this and grabs one of your hands, opening the door to his flashy car and the light, noise and cheers hit you all at once.

He helps you get out suddenly, facing a sea of stunned yet curious people, you find yourself wanting to cry from embarrassment.

Oh no. no no no no no! What were they going to print about you now? What will you tell the managing director at your company about this PR scandal?

"Relax." Yuta holds your hand firmly. "I'll make sure only the news you want gets out." He reassures you, find your fingers again, locking them into his and you feel slightly better as you guys make our way to the inside, walking the red carpet.

The casino obviously is so maximalist, it hurts your eyes to say the least. There are people dressed in grandeur lining up at food tables, cigar tables and alcohol tables. There are some playing a few rounds of poker or gambling away at the machines. You are unable to focus on any one spot because all of it is so grandiose, you can't help but gawk at everything!

When people spot the two of you though, they quickly make their way over. Yuta is today's champion after all - this party is for him. They have a lot of good things to say to him - words of admiration, congratulations, words of passive aggressive envy but what all of them have in common is the looks of confusion or judgement they throw at you. One side-eye with a raised brow and they excuse themselves. Sure, no sparkly dress can make you look like one of them, but you had no idea 'big'-shots had the smallest sense of morals and social etiquette. Yuta introduces you as a 'good friend' to them and although it stings at first, this is a necessary step. It's what you would want and would cause the least amount of headache for the both of you. You aren't really friends or aren't really dating after all.

'One time Hookup-ers' isn't exactly a PR friendly term.

"Sorry about them. Most of them lack manners." Yuta says nervously but you reassure him that nothing they say can dent your self-image.

"No amount of looks they give me can change the fact that I'm not drowning in daddy's money, but my own." You smirk at him, leaving him impressed.

The two of you go through a few more people until you finally get to retire to a corner table of the giant ball room.

"How do you do this?" you ask, staring up at the magnificent chandelier crowning the hall.

"Well the boys never stay back for these kinds of things, we run off to different parts of the city to get wasted." He replies. "Just not before race night." You look at him with some mischief tingling behind your smile. He takes this chance to lean in closer and bump noses with you.

"And you thought I was inexperienced, didn't you?"

"So that's how you aren't a virgin...hmm, adventurous."

But Yuta shakes his head. "I've dated before. We ended things and I'm just beginning to explore my options now..."

"You must be spoilt for choice." You try to boost his ego, smiling wider as you feel his breath fan your face. Oh, how you could use a kiss right now. A kiss with everyone watching.

"I'm not spoilt for good choices." He says. "Having a choice doesn't always mean they're the best option for you." Damn, that's harsh. You cup his cheek in your hand and gaze into his dark blue eyes.

"And yet you gave me a chance-"

Before you can finish though, you hear a pair of boots slapping the ground while running in your direction.

"Okkotsu Yuta, you were supposed to give me the post-race comments. The media is waiting!" You hear a woman yell out as she approaches the two of you. She is dressed in a simple yet elegant navy-blue ensemble. Her eyes look disappointed, but her beautiful face, with its under-lip mole, maintains its poise. Yuta greets her with a sigh.

"I will, I will." He tells her. "Rika, let me off for today at least."

"No can do, Yuta." she shakes her head, getting her phone out.

"You can give me a few phrases and I'll piece together something coherent." she offers but Yuta doesn't want to hear it.

"Um, kind of in the middle of something?" He reminds her, circling his arm around your back.

The woman, Rika, gives you a pointed look. "You get one of those every other week. This is important business Yuta."

What does she mean those? You slightly free yourself from Yuta's embrace and look at him, confused. He looks as unaware as you are.

"Rika, you-"

"Yuta, you should stop toying with chicks. New one every few days. And when they want to get serious with you, I have to deal with all those calls and messages." Rika rants on and Yuta's eyes are getting wider by the minute.

For a second, you feel an empty pit in your stomach but before it can show on your face, you stand up.

"So that's how it is, huh?" you corner Yuta who looks aghast.

"Why am I even surprised?" you mutter, walking away from them. You remember Megumi's deadpan face as he walked out after you caught him and his mistress together. Yuta will be the same.

You reach for the balcony door to get some fresh air, but you feel your elbow being grabbed. It's Yuta. Huffing and very worried.

"W-wait, Y/N." He pleads.

You choose to keep your face neutral.

"It's fine. it's not like we were dating. Maybe, tell that woman to be mindful about her language though because the next time she addresses me as if I'm some object, I'll punch her." That threat, You are very serious about. This was a bad idea after all. You don't belong in the world of racecars, and parties and high-profile vips. You are happy with your computer and 3 cups of americanos, building prolific, useful software, from your cramped up office.

"Listen, Y/N... She was lying!" He tries to reason, and you take a look at him. You mentally give him thirty seconds to explain himself. He takes the cue and wastes no time.

"She's the one I dated. She has been my manager for a long time, and it has been some time since we split. I thought she had moved on since I saw her with another driver a while back but looks like she's still bitter." He explains frantically. But who he has dated isn't even your concern.

"I don't want to deal with fragments of your past, especially ex-flames, Yuta." you say bluntly. "I'm sorry, I have to leave now. Goodbye. Thanks for the evening."

You free yourself from Yuta's clutches, stifling a sob and heading towards the exit. You may have been seeing things, but you see a fluff of white follow you out from the corner of your eyes. It wasn't Yuta though.

Why did you care? It shouldn't matter.

No amount of love could bring people a universe apart, after all.

To be continued....READ PART 3 HERE!!

a/n: Okay there is practically no smut here but the plot needs some build up. Part 3 gonna be out soon and it's going to have a lot of smut, stay tuned guys!

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subway-boss-jericho · 3 months ago

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Fuck it. Silly post time

My doodles from my class notes this + last week. I have been struggling to draw my guys on model lately so you can see some of the Struggles. go ahead, look at em. i am so human but watch me go. Anyways, these are in order from oldest to most recent (the ones I did in class today.) Trying to figure out how i want to draw them again, because it seems I can never quite do it the same way twice. Mildly frustrating, but it does leave space for silly posts like this. I hope someone else finds as much amusement in offended tynamo as I do.

AUs include spirit keeper (I've forgotten how to draw??? his hair??? which is like his most identifying feature???? don't know where THAT muscle memory went but it is GONE) and also Steady Tracks Ingo (who I have Never figured out how to draw in the first place tbh). Also pictured: an intentionally rare little ingo appearance. Also noticed I've been drawing more canon-compliant doodles than I normally do, so that's neat! Top right image (the third one) is my INSANELY botched attempt at drawing the One Move twins. Literally turbo fucked that one. look at ingo's face. Unrecognizable. Will I stop using an ink pen? when I die maybe

Anyways. God be damned I am Having Fun. Wanted to offer you my doodles in the hopes they make someone else smile too today. Oh the train is just a train, I just figured you guys would like that one. Even though I'm struggling to keep my pen steady or my lines consistent, I am still very happy with several things here. The smoke on the train, and the two middle Emmets on the very last image in particular I really love

silly post complete. have a great timezone

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irondadfics · 10 months ago

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So, I want some fics where Peter hides his identity from Tony and the Avengers, especially with identity shenanigans. I need something to read all night, after all. This includes fics where he's an intern. Longer fics would be appreciated! Only on ao3 please, my Kindle Paperwhite can't go on FF.net due to Cloudflare.

Fics that I already know about (so don't recommend them):

Hidden Truths by lostintheclouds321

Coffee, Interns, and Other Mysteries by sabertoothhousecat

Intern Spider by Emily_F6

Rise from the Ashes; Just to See You Again by Milstrim

Throwing Caution to the Wind by violetsunflowers (violet_sunflowers)

Just a friendly neighborhood spider by sarcasmismyweapon

Cluless is My Middle Name by pandaluna

Chasing a Spider by pandaluna

Adopting Identities by Thisisentertaining

Finding Home by Pink_Sunsets

Evasion by gammathetaalpha

Martian Child by Phiod_Muse

here’s some recommendations

Missing Links by spagbol99

The Rogues are back; Tony Stark couldn't even be mad about it - it was his idea after all. He's an Avenger and that means protecting the Earth at any cost - even if he has to deal with a certain star-spangled man and his sullen sidekick. After all, he's been through worse in his life; the loss of his wife and the disappearance of his son 12 years ago. Compared to that, this would be a walk in the park. Bucky Barnes is back on US soil as a free man. But freedom is more than just physical. On top of that, Steve is desperate for him to be the man he was before. The only problem is; that man is long dead. Peter Parker has been through the mill but he knows he just had to adapt, roll with the (many) punches and keep going. Spider-man is his safe place now, the one time he could truly feel like himself. Like he is making a difference. He'd make sure no one would suffer like he has, even if he has to track down the perpetrator himself.

Thunder and Attrition by magniloquentChanteuse

Peter Parker had been Spider-Man for five months and things were looking up. The beautiful and intelligent Gwen Stacy was showing interest in him. He found budding friendships with the Avengers. His reputation was growing in New York City. Spider-Man seemed to be at the top of his game and Peter Parker was finally regaining his footing after the death of his Uncle Ben. But as Gwen lamented his lack of attentiveness, the Avengers sniffed around Spider-Man's secret identity, and a mysterious man with a strange power and a terrifying plot emerged, Peter realized that he still had a lot to learn about leading this life he'd chosen. And with tragedy poised over his head, ready to fall, Peter was going to need to learn fast.

The Third Option by Uncertainty_Principle

Homecoming AU. Ben and May divorced before Peter’s parents died, so when Ben is murdered Peter goes into foster care. It takes just a tiny taste of superpowers for Peter to decide he doesn’t want to put up with his horrible foster father anymore—the streets are infinitely more appealing. All he wants is to be Spider-Man anyway. So he leaves. Simple. Simple, that is, until Iron Man needs Spider-Man’s help. Peter isn’t about to turn down an opportunity to fight alongside Tony Freaking Stark, but he also isn’t going to let his hero know that his recruit is a fifteen-year-old homeless dropout. So they strike a deal. Peter will help Tony. In return, the mask stays on. And that’s when things get complicated.

#fic rec list #fic rec #secret identity #the avengers

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mediocreanomaly · 2 years ago

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May we have Vashwood x reader part 3 please?

Authors Note: my poor anon you've been sitting in the box but I shall release you.

Sorry guys! I was super busy and then I put a bunch of work into a DnD Campaign so my creative brain was fried a bit then I got sick and then my hands got messed up from saving my cat from a dog attack and- I'm rambling! Sorry for the long wait is what I mean! Enjoy!

Other Parts Here: Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 3 (Alt. End)

Vashwood x Reader Soulmate Au Pt.3

No. No absolutely not is your first thought, your second thought being I'm going to kick these idiots ass.

"Are you listening doll face?" The man, who's name is presumably "Nick" says.

It's quiet besides the blood rushing in your ears. Everyone in town is probably asleep or close to it by now and these two just keep watching you like you're supposed to know how to react to this, like this is remotely a normal situation to be in.

"Did we break them? I told you it was too much! You never listen to me" the spikey one pouts. They seem comfortable with each other, you wonder how long they've been together. You suppose it makes sense that if they had found each other first they wouldn't have thought to look for you, having multiple soulmates was rare and considering you did everything in your power to stay out of trouble it tracked that a third soulmate would be nearly undetectable, maybe you should have gotten hurt more often...no that was stupid these two had certainly caused enough pain for the three of you.

"We didn't break them just give them a second they're thinking, Jesus spikey are you the reason they say blondes are dumb?"

"Hey!"

The two men bicker and you notice that they're different in a lot of ways right off the bat. Blonde and black hair, blue and brown eyes, light and tan skin, it almost makes you wonder how you're supposed to play in here. How in the grand scheme of things the universe chose you to stand next to these, frankly, very bizarre (and handsome) men. You need to say something, you need to voice your concerns your hopes your worries-

"I hate you" It's all you can really think to say. In a way it's true and in more ways it's not. Be that as it may with all the emotions flooding through you right now on top of the fact that they've revealed themselves in the most unorthodox way possible it's making it hard to express what you actually feel clearly. Something along the lines of "you two made my life a living hell for such a long time I wanted to kill you but I've matured since then but that doesn't take away the childhood that got stripped from me but I also understand it's most likely not your fault and the fact that there's two of you makes more sense but also gives me 100 more questions-" would probably be more accurate. but "I hate you" is what ends up coming out your mouth.

"You...what?" you flinch. You weren't exactly ready for that to be asked in the most heart shattering tone in the world and when you glance up to see the blonde wears an expression akin to that of a kicked puppy you feel regret creep through your veins.

"Vash they don't mean that, I said mean shit too when we found out" Nick huffs. Ah so the kicked puppy's name is Vash good to know- ah...hang on a moment..

"Vash?" you repeat, "Vash like....like Vash the Stampede?" you say dumbly, but there was no way the man you had nearly made cry from one sentence was the Vash the Stampede that was plastered on every god forsaken wanted poster across Gunsmoke

This catches his attention, the wounded look turning into something more wide eyed like a man who's forgotten to turn off the oven at home.

"We never even introduced ourselves!" he says in alarm, brushing himself off as if it'll cause a redo of the entire situation.

"Needle noggin-" "shh"

Vash scolds the other man whos already patting his breast pocket for another smoke clearly annoyed with how this whole thing is playing out.

"Vash the Stampede and-" Vash nudges Nick who reluctantly adds

"Nicholas D. Wolfwood"

"-at your service! We've been traveling far and wide-"

"Because Spikey always get's chased out-" this earns Nick an elbow in the side which you also wince at when you feel it dig into your own ribs. Vash quickly gives you an apologetic smile but continues.

"-in hopes of finding you! y/n, we're your soulmates!" He finishes with a half hearted wiggle of his fingers and and look that reads "tada?"

You blink dully at them. Yeah that added up. This would be your life wouldn't it? First you are tormented by pain your whole life and now you find out it was because your soulmates were the man with a 1,000,000,000 double dollar bounty on his head and...actually you have no idea who this Nicholas guy is. Considering the cross...Jesus reincarnate? Unlikely but at this point you'd believe anything.

"nuh-uh" it...comes out your mouth before you can stop it.

"nuh-uh? What the fuck do you mean nuh-uh?" Wolfwood gapes pulling his glasses up, yeah...not your best moment.

"I mean, no thank you. Look, I'm sure you're great people- or maybe you aren't I don't know I heard a rumor Vash the Stampede eats babies-" "What?!?! I don't-"

"Besides the point!" you interrupt "Look I didn't ever plan on meeting you, hell I'm not sure I even want to know you. So...I think it'd just be easier if the two of you just..." your sentence dies in your throat the longer they look at you hoping they catch your drift.

"Because we hurt you?" Nick steps a bit closer and you tell yourself it's the soulmate connection currently frying your brain and not the fact this well toned man has his whole chest out right now.

"N-No, well maybe? It's complicated" you had never planned on meeting your soulmate- or soulmates but in hindsight a bit of practice of what you were going to say might have been smart.

"We don't have to leave yet, we can stay- just so you get used to us! We aren't that bad...promise" Vash offers and damn those critically effective puppy dog eyes he uses as he moves to get a bit closer too.

"It's not that I think you're bad, it's just...I mean I hardly know you" you try, you already know it won't work. Despite not knowing them you can tell they seem the hard headed type.

"We're soulmates" Nick counters lazily as if you're the one being irrational.

"I- I don't know, I'm cleaning up here and-" "we can help!" the eager blond insist, with another step closer.

"you really don't have to-" "it's the least we can do, we owe ya don't we?" Nick muses, again another step.

"Well I wouldn't say that, I'm sure it wasn't your fault-" "Maybe, maybe not but we've been looking for you for a long time" You notice Vash has a beauty mark right under his eye there's a weird urge to reach out and trace it.

"Looking for me?" you ask

"Mhmm, since we caused you a lifetime of distress I'm sure, blessed are the merciful and all that, it's your turn to receive a little mercy" ignoring the awful half bible quote Nick's smell is invading your nose, like smoke, cedarwood and-

You aren't 100% sure how it happens, all you know is you're sandwiched between the two men. It was a trap for sure, moving in ever so carfully like they were herding a scared animal. This should alarm you, two men you've just meet keeping you in place, but for some reason a warmth spreads across you. It's like seeing an old friend or coming home for holidays, a certain sort of familiarity and safeness despite not knowing much about the two at all.

"You can feel it can't you?" Vash coos down at you, using his flesh hand to tilt your head up to meet his face, stark blue eyes deeper than the ocean gaze down at you and god when did he take those glasses off?

"It was weird the first time we met too, but it feels good though right?" Nicks voice makes you shiver as his mouth ghost over your ear, hands coming to settle at your hips.

"It feels.." your eyes flutter "Like home" the three of you say in sync, Vash and Nick chuckle as if this was a predictable response but something tells you they must've said the same cheesy line when they first met.

"We don't want to hurt you anymore" Vash's other hand rubs soft circles against your ribs and you feel the sudden urge to melt into the two of them.

"We've been thinking...that we should balance it out." Vash hums as Nick works on nipping at your ear

"Balance it out?" You almost don't recognize your own voice with how breathy it ends up coming out. They really shouldn't be having this effect on you, you should be yelling, or scolding them- no you'd definitely scold them later that was still on the table but...right now seemed like a bad time.

"yeah sweetheart, pleasure for pain right?" Nick chuckles in your ear, deep and gravely whether it's from lust or the cigarette he just put out you aren't sure.

"So?" he continues, "What do you say?" you feel Vash kiss at the corner of your mouth and Nicks hot breath against your neck

"Let us show you how good we can make you feel instead?"

#vash x reader #vash x you #wolfwood x reader #wolfwood x you #trigun x reader #vashwood x reader #soulmate au

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natslilcorner · 11 days ago

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DadMight and Izuku (hit by a age/body regressing quirk) AU (part 4)

(i'm not a writer and English is my third language, this is just a brainrot i had to get out lol)

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When Mitsuki decided that morning to go shopping at the mall, last thing she imagined was seeing her high school best friend Inko and Toshinori- he’s-not-my-boyfriend-Mitsuki!!- Yagi standing in front of a toy store. But that’s not really the surprising part. What made Mitsuki stop in her tracks was a very familiar someone sitting on top of the former Number One Hero’s shoulders. Someone that Mitsuki remember being a bit older in the present time, and not a toddler. Oh did she miss Izuku’s chubby cheeks though.

Suddenly Mitsuki grins and runs towards the trio waving her hand “Ohiii Inko! Good morning!”.

Both the adults quickly turn towards the voice and Inko smiles recognizing her friend. “Mitsuki! Good morning to you as well!”

Mitsuki lets Inko greet her with a hug and then nods her head to Toshinori, who nods back to her.

“Auntie!” Mitsuki raises her eyes and sees little Izuku jumping up and down on Toshinori’s shoulders, making the man hold tighter on his legs so he doesn’t fall off.

“Look who it is! Izuku, you look WAY younger since last time I saw you. You have to tell me your secret.” She says making the toddler giggle.

Inko quickly apologises and explains their little situation to her. Mitsuki hums and standing up on her toes ruffles Izuku’s hair.

“As if my kid would tell me about something like this. Usually I get my updates about Katsuki from Izuku, now I understand why he didn’t reply to my last message yesterday. Well I’m glad it’s nothing bad.”

Inko nods and looks fondly at her kid. “Imagine if also Katsuki got affected by this quirk. It would’ve been nice to see them both as babies-“ Mitsuki laugh loudly.

“Fuck NO. I’m so glad my spawn didn’t get involved in this. I no longer have the patience I once had to deal again with his tantrums. I would’ve left him at UA and let his teacher deal with his ass.” She keeps laughing making Inko sigh. “Izuku though? He was always a sweetheart. If you want me to babysit I’m down. Although from the looks of it, you BOTH look to be dealing with it well.” Mitsuki grins raising her eyebrow at the men next to them. Both Inko and Yagi blush making the blonde woman laugh even harder.

“Soooo. Family shopping?” She asks. Inko was waving her hand in front of her face trying to cool down her rosy cheeks. “Y-Yes.. we don’t know exactly when Izuku will go back to normal and staying inside the house was making Izuku cranky. Also we need some clothes and things for him.”

“I see I see.” Mitsuki nods and grins. “Yagi-san, I see you have been escorting them.” She puts her hand on her hip and looks up at the man. Toshinori’s back straights up and looks at the blonde woman in front of him. “Y-Yes m’am. I thought that because of Young Midoriya’s delicate situation it would’ve been good to have someone look out for them.”

“Yeah? Surely it’s not becaus-“

“Auntie! Auntiee! Look what Toshi-san gifted me!” Izuku starts climbing on top of Toshinori’s head to show off his new All Might plushie to Mitsuki. “Young Midoriya please don’t do that, you will fall off!” Izuku doesn’t listen to the man so Toshinori had to grab onto the little backpack that the kid was wearing to make sure Izuku didn’t fall off.

“Oh my. How kind of Yagi-san, isn’t it Izuku?” The toddler starts nodding and puts the plushie in the middle of Toshinori’s head, letting it’s little legs dangle on top of the man’s eyebrows. “Yes! Toshi-san and Mama have been playing with me all day yesterday! We played pretend and then hide and seek and then we watched some movies!”

“Reeaaallyy?” Mitsuki looks back at Inko and grins.

Inko looks away from her friend’s amused eyes. She told Mitsuki about her situationship with Toshinori and since then the blonde has been enjoying teasing her about it. She enjoyed the telenovela, as she would always call it. Inko knew she didn’t mean it in a bad way, Mitsuki was incredibly supportive of her and truly wished the best for Inko and Yagi. She would often say how she deserved someone who would really love her, and that Yagi was perfect for her.

Inko looks back at her friend currently grinning at her. “M-Mitsuki whatever you are thinking, stop.” She warns, but the only reply she gets is one of her friends mischievous laughs. “I’m not doing anything! Anyway how about we get something to eat. My treat! Izuku do you want pancakes? I know a really good store here!” Izuku starts jumping again on Toshinori’s shoulders chanting pancakes over and over again. Both Inko and Toshinori sigh.

They all follow Mitsuki to a cafè and order pancakes and some ice cream. Izuku is overjoyed filling his mouth with food and syrup.

“Izuku slow down, you are going to choke on your food!” Inko scolds him while Toshinori takes a tissue and cleans the toddler’s face from all the syrup.

Mitsuki looks at the trio and smiles fondly. Toshinori Yagi was really a good addition to their little family. Oh she couldn’t WAIT to get home and tell all the new gossip to Masaru.

For now she might as well have a little fun with it. Mitsuki grins.

“Yagi-san I didn’t know you were that good with toddlers. I know you are a teacher but teenagers and kids this small are pretty different.” Mitsuki bends her arm on the table and puts her chin on her palm.

“Me? Oh no no, I’m flattered but I honestly don’t even know what I’m doing.” He laughs. “Inko-san has been extremely helpful teaching me, but I still have a lot to learn. All I can do is support her and play with Young Midoriya when he asks.” Toshinori smiles down at the kid in question, who smiles back at him with his mouth full of pancakes.

“That’s not true, Toshinori-san! Don’t undervalue your help like that.” Inko puts her hand on his arm. “So don’t sell yourself short. For someone with zero experience as a parent, you’ve been incredible with Izuku.”

Mitsuki sees the man blushing all flustered and giggles at the scene. They are so easy to mess with.

“Izuku looks comfortable with you, so you must be doing something right, Yagi-san.” She reassures him. “I mean I guess this is good practice in case... you know.” She winks at them.

Both Inko and Toshinori stop eating to look at her.

“Huh?” Inko breaks the silence. “What do you mean?” The smaller woman tilts her head to the side frowning. She looks to the side and locks eyes with Toshinori who looks at her as much confused. Suddenly both their faces turn red, and Toshinori starts coughing while Inko waves her hands around flustered.

“Mitsuki!! What is wrong with youuu!!” Inko grabs her friend’s arm shaking her, Mitsuki burst out laughing.

Izuku looks at his mum and Toshinori confused. “Mama? Are you okay?” Inko looks down at her son still with an evident blush on her cheeks. “Y-Yes honey! Auntie Mitsuki is just pulling a prank on your mum and Toshinori-san.” Izuku tilts his head and looks at his auntie who simply grins in return.

Inko and Toshinori calm down after a bit and Mitsuki doesn’t make fun of them anymore. They all finish eating and leave the store together, Izuku holding both Inko’s and Toshinori’s hand giggling whenever the adults pick him up letting him dangle between them.

“Alright it was fun while it lasted, thanks for the entertainment.” She laughs at Inko’s scowling face and then kneels in front of Izuku. “It was such a good surprise seeing you like this Izuku.” She puts her hand on Izuku’s cheek and smiles genuinely. “Be good for your Mum and Yagi-san, alright kiddo?” Izuku nods then raises his hand and delicately pushes his fingerpad against Mitsuki’s spiky hair giggling whenever it bounces back straight.

She laughs and ruffles Izuku’s hair making the kid giggle even more. Mitsuki would be lying if she didn’t missed this. Katsuki was handful as a kid but after spending the last hours with the trio she would be lying if she didn’t missed having a kid attached to her hip.

“Alright!” Mitsuki says standing up. “I’m going now. It was nice seeing you all!” They all say goodbye and Mitsuki leaves.

Inko watches her friend leaving and sighs. She’s glad that Mitsuki was tamer than her usual self but still... She looks up at Yagi and smiles apologetically. “I’m so sorry Toshinori-san. Sometimes Mitsuki can be a bit...too much. I hope she didn’t upset you or anything.” She bows and Toshinori start panicking putting his free hand on her shoulder. “It’s ok Inko-san! I’m not upset or anything, it just.. caught me off guard that’s it.” He laughs rubbing his neck with a small blush on his cheeks.

Izuku looks up at both the adults and frowns not understanding why his Mum and Toshi-san were all red in face. His confusion lasts short as soon as he notices a stand stall in a corner of the mall. He recognize it being one of those game stands where you play a game and win a prize, he has played one of those before and even won!

Izuku’s eyes fill with excitement and starts pulling both the adults towards it. “Look! Can I play?? Pleeeeeaseee. Please! Please! Please!” Izuku starts jumping pulling down each time both his Mum and Toshi-san, making them almost lose balance.

“Izuku, please calm down or you will make us fall!” Inko says amused and as soon as her kid calms down she looks up at the stall in front of them. It’s one of those where you pay and get a couple of balls to throw against cans to make them fall. “Izuku you already got a toy today. How about we come back another day, mh?”

But Izuku wasn’t listening to his Mum, his eyes were fixed on a particular plushie. Izuku in the past days spent so much time learning about all the new... the future heroes with Toshinori-san. So when he saw a Gang Orca plushie his interest immediately focused on that. Something Toshinori immediately noticed.

“Cmon Inko-san. One more toy won’t do harm.” He smiles down at her and looks at the man of the stall. “We’d like to play, thank you!” Izuku immediately starts jumping in place excited while Inko sighs and smiles.

“Can I try? I want to win Gang Orca!!!” Izuku grabs onto Toshinori’s shirt while jumping. The man smiles at the kid. “Of course, Young Midoriya! Just be careful.” Toshinori pays for a couple of rounds and both the adults sit down on a bench watching fondly the kid attempting to make some cans fall.

After a bit they see Izuku coming back to them with a frown on his face. Inko immediately straightens up and takes his hands as soon as he gets close. “Izuku? What’s wrong?” Izuku keeps his head low, with his chin touching his chest.

“Young Midoriya?” Toshinori puts his hand on top of the boy’s curls, a worried expression on his face.

“I’m sorry, I lost...” The adults look at each other and sigh.

“Izuku. Look up for me, baby.” Inko puts her hands on his cheeks raising his head. “I’m sorry you didn’t win the plushie you wanted. These games are hard even for adults! Hitting such a small target-“ Izuku quickly shakes his head.

“But I did hit some! They didn’t fall though, and the mister working there simply laughed and told me to try again and ask... you to pay for more rounds. But I don’t want to waste your money...”

Toshinori frowns and looks at the stall.

“Oh Izuku..” Inko’s glossy eyes match her kids and hugs him tightly. “And do not worry about the money, okay? I know when you were younger.. I mean right now you think that we are still struggling, but we are doing so much better.” She wipes with her thumb the tears from Izuku’s eyes. “I don’t think I told you but I got my University degree, you know the one you saw me study for.” She winks making the kid giggle.

“Really?? That’s so cool Mum!” While Inko cheers up Izuku, Toshinori stands up from the bench and walks towards the stall.

Toshinori looks down at the owner stall and then up to the cans positioned on the various shelves. Ahh.. of course. The oldest trick in the world. The retired hero smiles down at the stall owner and puts down on the table a couple of bills.

Inko pushes Izuku’s hair back while the kid info dumps on her about heroes. He calmed down quickly and doesn’t look bothered by losing at the stall anymore.

“Mama! We need to watch that movie Toshi-san told me abou-“ Izuku stops rambling as soon as he feels pressure on top of his head. He raises his little arms and touches on top of his head feeling a soft material sitting on top of him.

“You got it????!!”

In front of the mother and son stands Toshinori holding two big plushies. One of Gang Orca and one of a simple golden bunny. As soon as Izuku notices the plushie from the stall he jumps off the bench and takes the plushie hugging it tighly.

“Oh my. Toshinori-san you didn’t..” Inko covers her mouth amused looking down at her even happier than before kid.

“Eh it’s ok. Young Midoriya behaved very well these days, he deserves it.” Toshinori ruffles Izuku’s hair.

“Oh by the way...” A blush pops on the man’s cheeks. “This one is for you, Inko-san. It’s pretty dumb and childish but I hope you appreciate it anyway. But if you don’t that’s okay! Don’t wanna pressure you or anyth-“ Inko’s giggle interrupts the man’s rambling. She stands up and takes the plushie from Toshinori, her face red matching just like the man’s.

“Thank you. This is really cute, Toshinori-san... oh my it’s so warm in here.” She starts waving her hand in front of her face attempting to cool her blush down. “Izuku what do we say?” Inko looks down at her son attempting to distract herself.

Izuku gasps and runs towards Toshinori hugging his legs tightly. “Thank you, Toshi-san!!!! How did you win???” Toshinori laughs and ruffles Izuku’s hair. “How about I tell you in the car while we go back home?” The toddler start nodding vigorously making both the adults laugh.

The group leave the mall and drive towards the Midoriya’s household. At some point of the drive Izuku fell asleep, so Toshinori had to carry him and split some bags with Inko to carry into the apartment.

Once settled home Toshinori took Izuku to his bedroom leaving the kid to nap. They spent the whole morning out so he didn’t blame the kid to be tired.

Izuku’s nose itches. He scrunches it trying to make the itch go away but unfortunately it doesn’t work. He slowly opens his eyes and notices the cause of the itch. Gang Orca’s plush fur has been tickling his nose making the kid wake up. Izuku yawns stretching a bit.

He looks towards the window and sees light coming through, it was still day then. Izuku sits down on the bed letting out another yawn, when he hears them. Giggles. Were his Mama and Toshi-san playing without him?

Izuku jumps off his bed and walks towards the door. He silently opens it and pokes his head out in the hallway. Looking to his left he sees his mum and the man who has been playing with them the past days in the kitchen.

Inko has her hands on top of the taller man’s chest, while Toshinori’s were on her hips. They were dancing in circles around the kitchen table, both of them laughing happily. Izuku recognises the song playing from the tv, it was a yoghurt tv commercial that played that silly song.

Izuku smiles and covers his mouth to silence his giggles when he sees his mum accidentally stepping on Toshi-san’s toes. Then the commercial ends and they both stand still catching their breath from the dancing and laughing. Izuku puts his feet out of his room ready to join the duo when he sees his mum putting her hand on Toshi-san’s cheek and pulling him down towards her. Izuku gasps when the adults finally reach each other and kiss.

Oh.

Inko looked at the man in front of her. It was weird to love someone again after her last relationship ended so bad. At the beginning she was terrified. Bearing lots of insecurities, trauma and anxiety caused by so many events.

But Toshinori was so easy to love. It took her a while, and a couple months of therapy, to accept her feelings. Ever more to accept Toshinori’s unique courting. The man having no idea what to do , lacking a lot of experience about romance. Inko thought his attempts of flirting were the cutest thing ever, not because they were silly or very i-read-it-in-a-book-ish. But because she saw how much he tried and cared, all that for her.

Inko raises her hand and puts it on Toshinori’s cheek brushing it lovingly. Whenever he looked at her with so much fondness and care her eyes would always tear up. She truly wonders what did she do for such a blessing.

She delicately guides Toshinori’s face towards her, who immediately catches on and with a matching blush on their cheeks, they kiss. It’s simply a peck on the lips, but it’s enough to make both adult’s stomachs explode with butterflies.

They hear a gasp and a door closing delicately. Toshinori’s back straightens and looks towards the hallway.

“Oh my...” Inko covers her mouth embarrassed and looks up at Toshinori who drops his hands from her hips and scratches his neck, red just like his face.

“Do you think he... saw us? I’m so sorry Inko-san I should’ve been more careful-“ Inko puts her hand on his arm and shakes her head. “No, it’s not your fault. I should’ve been....” She sighs and looks towards the hallway where her child’s bedroom door stays closed. Their... situationship wasn’t anything official. Both adults too scared to give it a name. They didn’t even tell anything to Izuku... the older one. Oh boy this was going to be... something.

“I’m going to go talk to him.” Inko smiles at the man next to her and walks towards the bedroom door. She takes a deep breath and enters.

“Izuku? Baby?” She looks at all the toys scattered on the floor and frowns. Putting that thought aside she looks at her kid, sitting on the floor with his back resting on the side of the bed. In his hands the plushie Toshinori won him a couple of hours earlier.

She forces a smile on her face and approaches Izuku. “Did you sleep well, Izuku? Are you hungry?” Izuku shakes his head and keeps playing with Gang Orca the plushie’s hands. Inko sighs and using the bed as support she sits down next to the boy. Getting up will be annoying, but that’s a problem for future Inko.

“What... uhm... what are you thinking about?” She pulls Izuku’s hair behind his ear.

“Mhh.” Izuku shrugs his shoulders off and keeps his eyes on the plushie.

“Okay... how about we go question to question, mh? I ask you a question and you ask me one. Do not feel embarrassed or scared ok?” Izuku looks at his mum and nods. Inko sighs and smiles.

“OK, I’ll go first. Izuku, are you upset?” The toddler hides his face in the plushie’s belly and shakes his head. Inko mentally takes a sigh of relief, both glad that her kid is not upset and that he is replying to her.

“What would you like to ask me Izuku?” The boy hums and peaks up from his plushie looking at his mum. He look at her for what feels like minutes, and then looks towards the door of his room.

“Where is Toshi-san?” He asks. Inko blushes a bit and starts nervously playing with a strand of her hair.

“Uhm, he is in the kitchen! Do... do you want me to call him?” Izuku nods and with a sigh Inko puts her hand on the bed using it as support to stand up. After a couple of attempts and multiple bone cracking sounds, Inko drops back on the floor with a scoff.

“...Mama are you okay?”

“Yes, baby.” She says with a pained groan. “Could you please cover your ears for a second? Mama has to shout.” Izuku quickly covers his ears and Inko takes a deep breath.

“TOSHIN-“ The door slams open and a worried looking Toshinori enter the room.

“Are you both okay?? Is anyone injur-“

“Everything is ok, Toshinori-san.” Inko smiles up at him. “Izuku wanted you to be here as well while we were talking.” The man looks down at both the Midoriyas a bit nervous.

“Oh! Yes... I will take a seat then.”

“Not on the floor, trust me.” Inko says with a pained expression. Toshinori nods sympathetically and sits on the bed next to Izuku.

Awkward silence fills the room once again, and both the adults look at eachother.

“Ok Izuku, we are all here. Uhm... do you want to continue with the question game or-“ Izuku quickly stands up and runs towards the shelf where all his toys were sitting. He picks up an All Might figure and sits down on the carpet starting to play with it. Toshinori looks fondly at the boy making All Might fly on top of Gang Orca. He feels eyes on himself and notices Inko staring at him with her arms crossed. Right- the conversation.

“Young Midoriya- I understand this can be.. a lot, to process. Uhm. I think it’s important we have this conversation. We can play lat-“

“Why did you and Mama kissed?” Izuku asks, and toy All Might suddenly is climbing the bookshelf next to him to rescue plushie Gang Orca currently stuck on a higher shelf.

“....”

“........”

A matching blush appear on both the adult’s faces.

“R-Right... straight to the point I see.” Toshinori looks at Inko hoping she would take lead of the conversation. She rolls her eyes and takes a breath.

“You see Izuku... for the past couple of months your mum and Toshinori-san has been... trying to know each other a bit more. Just two grownups spending some time together.” Izuku frowns but doesn’t stop playing.

“I know this must be a bit confusing for you to understand, because how young you are. Uhm... Toshinori-san has become a close friend to our family for a couple of years now. He cares about you a lot, you know.” She smiles when Izuku raises his eyes to watch his mum.

“Does that mean dad won’t come back?” The question shocked her and Inko realized how actually confusing it must be for her son. Older Izuku knows the history of his dad and what he did, but the Izuku in front of her doesn’t yet. When her son was younger she would often lie about his dad whereabouts.

Inko opens her arms and Izuku runs into her hug. She kisses his head and puts her chin on his head.

“I’m sorry Izuku. I should’ve been more careful.. so much has happened since you were this small. But you don’t know it yet. To answer your question... no. He won’t come back. And I’m sorry on his behalf for disappointing you.” She feels Toshinori’s hand squeezing her shoulder, and she is so glad to have him supporting her in this situation.

Izuku hums and hides his face in his mum’s chest hugging back.

“Does that mean you are not sad anymore?”

“....no, baby. I am not sad anymore. I haven’t been sad for lots of years. Gosh you are such a smart boy.” Her eyes wells up but she doesn’t let the tears fall. “If anything I am the happiest now. I have a wonderful and kind son, I finished my studies and have a good job... and I got blessed with a kind and thoughtful uhm..” The word remains stuck in her throat. Calling Toshinori her boyfriend. As much as it would be accurate she didn’t think it fit them considering their age.

Izuku leans back looking up first at his mum and then at the man sitting next to them.

“Mhhhhhh Kacchan once said that grownups kiss people they love. Like auntie Mitsuki and uncle Masaru... Toshi-saaan do you love my Mama?”

Toshinori’s face blows up red at the question.

“I-I...” He looks down at Inko who has hidden her also red face behind her hand. Then he looks at the boy sitting on her legs and straightens his back up.

“Yes, Young Midoriya. I love your mum a lot. She is...” Toshinori’s and Inko’s eye lock. “...extraordinary. Smart. Patient. Kind. Beautiful. Every moment I spend time with her I feel like the happiest man on this planet. You both are a gift that I will be always grateful for and that I will treasure forever if you let me.”

Inko’s tears finally fall and she moves her hand to put it on top of Toshinori’s, still placed on her shoulder.

“Toshinori-san... I feel the same. I-I was over thinking because of our ages and all, thinking it would be silly to call myself a girlfriend like some teenager...-“

“Then be my partner of life. I feel the same about the girlfriend and boyfriend thing-“ he laughs. “But if you’ll have me, it would be a honour to call you my life partner Inko-san.”

“Yes, please. I’d love to.”

Toshinori raises his hand and uses his thumb to dry the tears stuck on Inko’s eyelashes.

“Are you gonna kiss again??” Izuku asks tilting his head to the side watching them. They both giggle and Inko pulls Izuku into another hug.

“No, we won’t.” She pats her son’s head. “...What are you thinking about, Izuku?” Izuku hums and stares at Toshinori who simply smiles nervously.

“I... like Toshi-san. He is nice.. and he makes you happy, so I am happy. Also he plays a lot with me and even bought me Gang Orca!” He shoves the plushie into Inko’s face making her laugh. “ I like when Toshi-san tells me bed time story. He tells them better than you Mama, sorry.”

“Is that so... well I guess my career as bedtime storyteller is over huh.”

“Yes it is, Mama. But it’s ok because Toshi-san doesn’t know how to make pancakes, and that is a problem.”

Both Inko and Toshinori snort at the seriousness of their kid.

“He is right, I am terrible at making pancakes. I’m so sorry Young Midoriya, I will try to get better.” He plays along with the toddler.

Izuku nods and stands up going back to pick up the All Might toy left on the shelf. He runs back to Toshinori and gives him the toy, who takes it no questions asked.

“Ok... before I go make dinner... do you have any questions Izuku?”

Izuku frowns down at his plushie and nervously starts brushing with his thumbs its soft head. The sudden change in demeanour in the boy worried a bit the adults.

“If you love my Mama.. and my Mama loves you.... does that mean that you can be my dad now?”

Inko covers her mouth with her hands and her eyes well up once again. Toshinori on the other hand... is completely speechless. Izuku noticing the reaction quickly lowers his head hiding his face in the plushie’s belly.

Toshinori stands up from the bed and kneels in front of the boy putting delicately his hands on his forearms.

“Young...Izuku. Can you please look at me?” Izuku shakes his head. Toshinori continues. “Ok.. that’s fine. I want to ask though.. would you be ok.. with me being a d-dad for you? You don’t have to call me that if you don’t want. I understand if you wouldn’t feel comfortable considering you’ve know me for a couple of days and all, I don’t want to impose anything. Just because me and your mother are in a relationship doesn’t mean you have consider me as-“

Inko delicately slaps his shoulder. “You are rambling dear.”

“Oh...sorry. Thanks. What I want to say... is that I care for you so much and I want you to feel comfortable. I will respect whatever decision you chose, okay?” He smiles when Izuku slowly raises his head and Toshinori can’t help to put one of his hands on the side of the boy’s head, pulling his curly hair back a bit.

“...can I call you Papa?” Izuku asks quietly and Toshinori finally breaks pulling his boy into a hug and letting the tears fall down.

“Of course, my boy. Thank you SO so much.” Toshinori says with a shaky voice and hides his face into Izuku’s curls never stopping thanking him. They hug for what it feels like hours, but eventually the toddler’s hyperactivity takes over and pushes away taking the All Might toy putting it back into Toshinori’s hand.

“Can we play now?? You can play with All Might! We can go to the living room!!” Izuku picks up another hero figurine, this time Present Mic’s and runs to the door. “C’mon! Present Mic is stuck on the Great Sofa Mountain! We have to rescue him! Let’s go Papa!” Izuku leaves the room.

If this is all a dream Toshinori hopes he is in a coma and that he will never wake up.

“I’m so happy.” Says Inko staring at the open door where Izuku just left. “Don’t tell Izuku but I’m gonna miss it when he goes back as a teenager.” Toshinori laughs.

“Honestly.. same. But I’m glad for this opportunity. And, I think we should tell him when he comes back.”

“Yeah. Somehow I think it will be even more nerve-racking that this.” They both nod.

“.... I’m sorry for ruining the moment but could you help me stand up? My leg fell asleep.”

Carefully Toshinori helps Inko getting up from the floor, both laughing. Once they are both standing they go towards the door, but before Inko manages to leave Toshinori quickly closes the door in front of her and leans down kissing her. “I love you.” Toshinori says against her lips.

“I love you too.” She catches his lips once again and puts her hands on his chest.

“Mamaaaaa- Papaaaaaaaaaaa- Present Mic fell behind the couch!” They hear screaming from the living room and start giggling. “We are coming! Do not move the couch by yourself!” Inko screams back and moves away from her partner.

“It was nice while it lasted.” Toshinori laughs and opens the door. Inko puts her hand on his shoulder and pulls him down so she can whisper in his ear.

“We will continue later don’t worry.” She winks and runs away blushing.

“.....”

Toshinori really was the luckiest man on the planet.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

PART 1

PART 2

PART 3

>PART 4<

#nj writes #dadmight and izukid au #5k+ words damn. this has so many typos most likely but eh im not a writer lol #i think this is the finale ahah #izuku turns back a couple of days later. he has all the memories from his younger self and is VERY embarassed #at first he calls toshinori ''all might'' as he used to #but when he sees toshinori's sad expression starts calling him dad #toshinori and inko make it finally official #todoroki is happy he was half right about his theories #after years of saving up inko finally has enough money to buy a house she was always dreaming of #she asked toshinori if he wanted to live with her #he cried #a lot #aizawa has to deal now with toshinori showing off his life partner's photos and lunches she makes for him #aizawa is so done #all might #izuku midoriya #toshinori yagi x midoriya inko #all might adopts midoriya #baby midoriya izuku #toddler midoriya izuku #my hero academia #midoriya inko #toshinori yagi #dadmight #we stan dadmight in this house

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romione-trope-fest · 11 months ago

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Do You Like Chocolate?

Fic Title: Do You Like Chocolate?

Author Name: Mertronus

Selected Trope: Muggle AU

Brief Summary: Ron’s senior year begins with an unexpected surprise

Word Count: 2,040 (Chapter 1 only)

Rating: T

Any Trigger Warnings: None

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Chapter 1

Ron walked through the doors of Central High and took a deep breath. Senior year. This was it…his final year of high school. There was so much to be excited about this year. He was at the top of the totem pole, so to speak. An upperclassman. All of the other classes would look up to him—and not only because he was one of the tallest in the school.

He was also one of the starting wide receivers for the Central High School Chiefs football team—for the third year.

He had homecoming and prom to look forward to, as well as the senior trip.

But there was also so much he was dreading. Ron tried not to dwell on those things as he located his new locker near his homeroom. He sighed and swiveled the dial to enter his code—then tried again when his locker refused to open. On the fourth try, it finally unlocked. Typical.

Central High wasn’t rundown or anything…but it definitely wasn’t new. Everyone knew that the lockers rarely opened on the first try.

“Weasley,” came a voice from beside him.

“Potter.” Ron leaned against his now-closed locker and watched his best friend fiddle with his own, just three lockers away. “So, you can drive to my house, eat my mom’s breakfast, pick up my baby sister, and just ignore the fact that your best friend was sleeping right upstairs?”

Harry laughed as he shoved his gym bag into the locker. It had only taken Harry two attempts to open it, Ron noticed with annoyance.

“Your baby sister is a junior now and would put you in your place if she heard you call her that.”

“She could try,” Ron chuckled. “Now back to why you didn’t wake me up.”

“Well, when your mom told me that you were still asleep, I didn’t see the point in trying to wake you.” He closed his locker and faced Ron. “We all know you wouldn’t wake up until you were ready. I’m honestly surprised you made it on time.”

“I’ve perfected my morning routine and got it down to three minutes flat. And I ate breakfast on my way.”

“You did not eat oatmeal while you drove!” Harry stared at him wide-eyed.

“The trick is,” Ron threw his arm around Harry as they headed to their homeroom, “you put a bit more milk in it, throw it into a mason jar, and then you can drink it like a shake. No spoon needed.” Ron grinned at Harry, clearly proud of himself.

Harry sighed and shook his head. “I can’t figure out if you’re ingenious or ridiculous.”

“Bit of both I would say,” came a sharp voice from behind them. Ms. McGonagall had just entered the room behind them. “More ridiculous, but most of the smartest people are.” She smiled at Ron and Harry. “Mr. Weasley, Mr. Potter. Enjoyed your summers?”

“Morning Ms. McGonagall,” they both said as they sat near the front.

“We did, thanks,” Ron continued. “Did you?”

“Well,” McGonagall placed her bag on her desk as more students filed into the room, “summer school was quite boring without you two. But I was glad for your absences nonetheless.”

Dean Thomas, who’d just taken the seat on the other side of Harry, snorted. Ron side-eyed him briefly, then grinned at McGonagall. “We missed you, Ms. M. But not summer school.”

Ron and Harry had spent the previous two summers in summer school with McGonagall catching up. But, with some extra help the previous year as well as many threats of being benched in their senior year by Coach Moody, they had both been able to finish their junior years strong. Neither one of them had any plans to be benched senior year. For one, outside of seeing Harry every day, football was the only daily thing Ron looked forward to in school. During the winter and spring they trained and ran track to keep active, but football was always their main event.

On top of that, scouts for the colleges they’d both applied to would be watching, and full scholarships were on the line. Ron was a fantastic wide receiver, and Harry was one of the fastest running backs in the state. They knew that several schools had their eyes on them, including Western University, where they both hoped to go.

The bell rang and McGonagall started to close the door just as Pansy Parkinson and Blaise Zabini slipped through. Both sat and smiled at McGonagall innocently.

“Don’t be cute,” McGonagall scowled. Then she turned to begin attendance as the morning announcements started over the intercom.

The bell rang again ten minutes later and Harry ran off to his first class. Ron stayed in his seat since he had English with McGonagall first period. A few others stayed put too—both of the Patil twins, Blaise, Dean, and Lisa Turpin.

A flash of blonde hair entered the room and Ron cringed. Damnit. Of course.

Lavender Brown smiled coyly at Ron and took the seat in front of him, next to Padma Patil. “Morning Ron,” she cooed.

“Hey,” Ron said simply, praying that she would turn towards the twins for gossip or some kind of cheerleaders mini convention rather than try and hold a conversation with him. They’d dated sophomore year for a couple of months, and ever since then she’d continued to try and get him back. Apparently, the fact that Ron hadn’t dated anyone since her, though there was no shortage of options at Central, told her that Ron was still interested.

Ron was not interested.

The truth was, none of the girls at Central had ever caught Ron’s eye. They all seemed to be the same. And any who showed interest in Ron, likely only did so because of his football fame. None ever seemed to want to get to know him. Even Lavender only wanted Ron in order to portray the perfect All-American high school power couple—cheerleading captain and football champ. They’d be shoe-ins for homecoming king and queen. Maybe even prom king and queen. Ron knew this was the case even though they were no longer together, which put a damper on two events he was otherwise looking forward to. He knew Lavender would be expecting a Homecoming ‘proposal’ or some such nonsense.

It would never come.

Ron sighed in relief when Lavender turned to her two best friends.

“The new girl was in my homeroom,” Lavender whispered. Ron’s ears perked up.

Damn, starting at a new school senior year must suck, he thought.

“Oohh, I heard something about a new girl…what’s she like?”

Lavender shrugged. “Super quiet. And spacey. She didn’t even answer Flitwick when he called her name! He had to tap on her shoulder. I seriously can’t tell if she’s a nerd or a ditz. And her hair! She really could do with a straightener.”

Ron rolled his eyes. Lavender, Padma, and Parvarti were all cut from the same cloth. They believed that hair should be pin straight and makeup should be flawless at all times. And they weren’t the only ones. Ron felt as if there were very few real girls at their school. They were mostly stuck on status and beauty. Superficial things.

Ron wanted real.

His sister Ginny was one of the realest girls in their school. He loved that she never fell into those obsessions like hair and makeup and such. Ron figured that was partly due to being a female athlete. Her best friend Luna, however, wasn’t an athlete and yet was just as real—though a bit odd. Ron thought she was good value though. She was always fun to have around.

As McGonagall welcomed everyone to Senior English, Ron pulled out his notebook and pushed himself to focus. At least he knew Harry would be in his next couple of classes.

“Hey, Ron!”

“Sup Weasley!”

“Hey! Weasley!”

“Ron! What’s up!”

Ron smiled and waved to anyone who greeted him as he made his way down the hall after lunch. Being a starter for three years running gave him a level of popularity he never expected. He was invited to all of the parties, sat at the big table at lunch, and was widely known throughout the school.

And yet he’d never felt so lonely.

Aside from Harry, he hung out with Dean Thomas, Seamus Finnegan, and Neville Longbottom, all members of the team, but not to the same extent as with his best friend. And now that Harry was splitting his time with Ginny…

Ron got it, even if it did take him a bit to warm up to the idea. If he had a girl, he’d want to spend time with her too. But Harry had always been Ron’s person. Not that Ron felt he needed a new person…but it would be nice to have someone like Harry had Ginny.

But there was no one at Central who—

A small body bumped into him as it sprinted passed and Ron just caught a whiff of vanilla and berries. It was soft and inviting, so unlike the overwhelming perfumes so many of the other girls wore.

Ron looked up and watched as long brown curls floated down the hallway. She was looking at the door numbers as she passed them and seemed lost.

As she ran, a small book fell out of her half-closed bag. Ron ran forward to grab it.

“Hey!” He called as she continued on. “Hey, wait! You dropped your book!”

She finally stopped in front of Snape’s science classroom, which happened to be where Ron was headed himself. She stood in front of a woman Ron had never seen before—a substitute? he thought hopefully—and held up one hand while she seemed to catch her breath. The woman simply smiled.

“Hey,” Ron said catching up to them. “You dropped this.” He held out the book to the girl’s heaving back but she didn’t turn. “Excuse me?”

Ron caught the woman’s eyes curiously and she tapped on the girl’s shoulder and pointed over it. She finally turned around and Ron’s breath caught.

She was beautiful, in a very normal way. She wore no makeup but didn’t need it. Her eyes were the perfect shade of brown, like melted chocolate. There was the perfect amount of freckles splattered across her slightly upturned little nose, so unlike the freckles that covered just about every inch of Ron’s body. Her hair was long and curly, with some frizz around the edges. Ron could imagine pulling on the tendrils and watching them spring back into place.

She looked up at him expectantly, and he remembered his mission.

“You dropped your book,” he said lamely.

Her eyes watched his lips as he spoke and he felt a shiver run through him. He’d noticed her lips too. Was she thinking the same as he was? Was she wondering how her lips would feel against his or…?

Her eyes dropped to the book and widened. She took it from him and gave him a brilliant smile and a nod before ducking into the classroom.

“Thanks for that,” the woman said with a smile, before following the girl into the classroom.

Ron made his way into the room a bit confused. Even more so when he noticed that his greasy-haired science teacher was, in fact, present. So who was that woman? She was young, but definitely not young enough to be a student. And she was dressed professionally, like a teacher or a staff member or…something.

As he took a seat closer to the back, and further away from Snape, his eyes darted to the girl. She sat near the front but off to the side. The woman sat on a low stool in front of her.

And as Snape began to talk, the woman’s hands began to move in rapid sign language.

Deaf…the new girl was Deaf.

**Look out for more chapters on AO3!**

#submission

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anime-owo-kage-san · 1 month ago

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Vox x Niffty husband and wife theory AU (No specific name for this AU yet)

AU Concept:

(Main Plot)

- After Vox realizes Niffty was his ex-wife when he was alive, he finds her and [Needs to be filled out soon with more details of how this developed…]. And they run off together to protect her from the exorcists in future exterminations, due to the possibility that they might target her for being the one who killed Adam.

- Vox cuts off all his access and connections all around Pentagram to avoid getting tracked, blocking and deleting all his files of his security and files of their brand. And also giving up his power and position in the Vees. --Not realizing that he left the other two Vees in a bad postion for one of them.

(I have Fiyeraba fever from being in the Wicked fandom…. I also started imagining Vox and Niffty having an “As Long As You’re Mine” moment in this AU. If you know, you know.)

(Subplots)

- In the past, the Vees had a mutual contract. --Which orignally started off with just Valentino and Vox (before Velvette landed in Hell, and became part of their business); Two contracts Vox made between him and Val;

1) "The Business Partner Contract": If Val wanted Vox's support to become an overlord, he has to forever work along side him as a business partner (which Valentino didn't mind. In fact things got intimate between him and Vox later on in those years). If Val were to ever leave their business, every soul he obtained would end up in Vox's hand and Val would fall back to the position of a regular sinner.

2) "The Successor Contract": If Vox ever steps down as the Vees' head, all his power, authority, and soul contracts shall be transferred to his most powerful "second in command".

(I don’t think contracts in Hazbin have names, but I named these two so I don’t confuse myself when referring to the separate contracts.)

- However, the contract wasn't worded well. Due to not planning a third in their group (Velvette) at that time they made the contract, the 2nd contract had very big loopholes and the 1st contract was not protected. So when Vox left the Vees, it left Velvette at a huge advantage, and Valentino at a disadvantage.

- Because of Val's profits plummeting at the studio (due to repetitive content), Velvette's side of the business had higher ratings. Making Velvette the "most powerful second in command" between the two. And by default, everything Vox had owned transferred to Velvette without error. All of his power and employees went to her, and every soul contract and bussiness contract magically replaced Vox's name with hers..... Including his business partner contract with Valentino.

- Long story short: Velvette went “Heather Duke”.

- Now that Velvette owned that business partner contract, she re-wrote it to her liking; Everything Val had was all hers now. Including Angel Dust, who Velvette took out of the porn studio and turned him into her number 1 model for her fashion shows. (She doesn’t care about Angel in that way, she just likes his body shape and thinks it’s being wasted, getting beaten up in snuff, when he could be modeling for six arm outfits instead.)—Angel was pretty confused, but wasn't going to look a gifthorse in the mouth. He's just glad he's finally out of the porn industry and still has a well-paying job (with an only slightly less shitty boss).

- She then demoted and placed Val in Angel's former position as the porn's industry's number one (whore) star, and turned Val’s studio into a more softcore focused films and occasional suggestive music videos. (Not because she’s nice, keep in that in mind. Softcore is just more of her style.)

- Valentino hated everything. Especially Vox (who he refused to admit, left him a little heartbroken...)

- Val now modeled sexy yet innocent clothing--types of clothes he already wears often but now, he has to pose in front of the camera with a shy and demure mask to match the 'aesthtic'. And to top it all off, since he was just "Angel's replacement", he was promoted the same way he used to promote Angel.

(Fr tho…. I headcannon that Velvette and Val aren’t really 100% buddy-buddy. They relate in some things like fashion and gossip but other than that, if Vox isn’t in the room discussing important stuff, you won’t see them talking to each other.)

(I know I know…! It’s ironic of me to say that this AU is Vox x Niffty focused, but say more plot for the Velvette & Valentino subplot. But, I ended up thinking about it more.)

I’m not a fashion expert, so sorry if the outfits I drew weren’t that good. (Velvette’s was just suppose to be inspired by all the Vees, to symbolize that she’s the head of each separate business now.)

Btw, Velvette changed their brand name from “The Vees” to “Lady Vee”. —Originally she was going to go with “Queen Vee”, but Val sarcastically commented that she might get copyrighted by the Gluttony Ring.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel vees #hazbin hotel vox #hazbin hotel valentino #hazbin hotel velvette #vox #velvette #valentino #vox x niffty #vox x valentino #voxniff #niffty x vox #staticmaid #staticmoth #slight staticmoth

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lixxen · 10 months ago

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Charlie Kelly and Newton Geiszler Twin AU Headcanons

Hiya guys. For the first time in probably a year or so, I am actually posting writing to my Tumblr. And this time it's a crossover. It focuses more on Charlie's perspective because I'm slightly more into IASIP than I am to PacRim. If y'all want me to do Newton's perspective, I will

There is a fic to go with this!

Fic can be found here!

Thinking about making it a series

Anyways. Here it is!!

Newton and Charlie grew up practically inseparable. The two are identical and as kids they would dress up to try and confuse people. Nobody could tell them apart besides for Newton wearing glasses and it didn't help that nobody could know one without the other

Their mother could tell them apart in a heartbeat. She didn't even have to look at them to be able to tell

The two are autistic, but with different support needs. Charlie has more support needs than Newton does. This is reflected in how their mother treats them (with Charlie she is more soft with and has to flip switches because she's convinced something bad will only happen to Charlie)

Charlie is actually pretty smart and dyslexic. He may not read/write English, but he can catch on pretty quickly to stuff. He of course learned Irish Gaelic through letters and it stuck to him. He is considered street smarts, and if he didn't go down the road of drugs and alcohol he probably could have actually gotten his degree

Newton is book smart and excelled at everything. He realized Charlie was better at Irish Gaelic so he helped Charlie learn it instead of written English. He was convinced that Charlie could follow him to skip grades if he just learned one language and got accommodations

Spoilers: he did not.

Mac met the twins in kindergarten and became best friends with them. He was their third piece and protected them whenever was needed. Charlie stuck to Mac more, spreading his attachment issues onto Mac also

Newton was recognized to be a "gifted" kid and was pushed up grades, much to their mom's disagreements. She didn't want to separate them at first but watched Newton shine on his own

Charlie sort of started to give up on school pretty quickly by third grade because of this. Newton was two grades ahead suddenly and getting scholarships to the nice smart kid middle and high schools that were private. It made Charlie upset and Newton spent a ton of time trying to teach Charlie stuff to help

(So, Charlie did know everything that he needed to also skip grades, but he couldn't read and write and he couldn't articulate it because he just started to shut down a ton at the sudden change)

Charlie spent a ton of time with Mac in school and started to bite at other kids. He became a menace pretty quickly in retaliation for his brother not being there with him.

So when Newton was there, he was fine. But the second they went to school, Charlie and Mac became little demons

Charlie is the root of the gang's codependency btw. He became codependent to Mac in grade school to cope with his brother not being there

When Dennis and Dee came around, Newton was already in high school and trying to become top of his class so he could go to college for free. At this point Newton was obsessed with the idea of monsters and science, so he was already on track for what was to come

Dennis and Dee never met Newton because of Newton being grades ahead and in high school. Charlie had made a joke about being a twin and understanding their blight, but they didn't know what he meant because they were convinced he was a single child

Charlie and Mac never brought up Newton, even as they became really close to Dennis. Charlie didn't want them to ruin Newton's chance at becoming good. He understood that Newton was a genius and wanted to support his brother. So that meant keeping him away from what could fuck him up

Charlie did enjoy though having rich friends and would bring back things for Newton whenever Frank and Barbara gave Mac and Charlie stuff. He was pretty smart at smuggling shit for him

When his sisters were born, Newton was almost done with his first PHD. Newton came home and interacted with Dennis and Dee once. They thought he was Charlie and he went along with it to keep the peace

Newton spent time at home for a bit before he went back for his other five degrees (which he did in a chunk of two then three). He spent as much time as he could with Charlie and helped Charlie get his GED

Charlie had flunked out of senior year btw. Good thing his brother is supportive. The gang doesn't know he has his GED.

Newton got a job with the government researching a ton of different things a few years before the pub opened. Newton started to send letters to Charlie because he knew Charlie was upset his brother was now gone

Charlie would constantly get homesick and Mac would call up Newton to have him call the burner that Charlie had at the moment (which Newton helped to set to the right language)

Charlie gets to hear all about Hermann, who Newton wouldn't shut up about while he was in college. He literally knows everything Newton knows about the guy and Charlie wants them to just get together already

Mac is still a bit weird about gay people at this point. They have the bar and all, so he's started his journey to being an out gay thankfully. But still a struggle. He's pretty supportive of Newton though. Literally the only gay he openly supports-

When the drift opened and Kaijus first appeared, Charlie was terrified.

Through Newton talking nonstop, Charlie actually knows a lot about Kaiju. He also watched a ton of the Godzilla movies, which stopped production after the drift opened. People didn't want to see the movies and producers just... Didn't want to make them.

Newton automatically moved to research and work on them. The guy was obsessed with them. It terrified Charlie to see his brother ramble about wanting to be up and close to them when he would come home

Charlie and Newton are rift compatible. Charlie visited for a week, where the two tested it out. Their sisters aren't somehow.

Charlie could probably give the best college course on Kaiju thanks to Newton talking non-stop about them btw. It surprises the gang when he randomly starts to ramble about Kaiju brains

Newton got his rank in the K-Science division and gets to work with Hermann full time, their communication gets cut in half. It stresses Charlie out and he starts to freak out constantly

This is where Charlie leans into the glue and alcohol more. Not that he didn't already. It just... Got worse.

Somehow Kaijus never hit Philly btw. Fun times. They aren't fully effected and so they just live their lives

The gang doesn't pay attention to the Kaiju stuff on TV. Besides Mac and Charlie. Mac pays less attention, but Charlie is always glued to the TV as he watched Jaegers run across the screen

When Newton is transferred to Hong Kong, Charlie is suddenly very sober. He starts to clean up and the others are unnerved by how level headed he is. It's still Charlie, but he can actually think straight

Dennis catches Charlie crying over a beer for the first time while watching some big fight between a Kaiju and Gipsy Danger. Dennis had no idea what was going on, so he left the guy

Mac ends up taping Newton on TV after they win the battle. Mac and Charlie celebrate together in a nicer bar without telling the others. When Mac got home that night, he was carrying a wasted Charlie into his and Dennis's apartment. Charlie was gripping onto a mini Kaiju plush and Dennis raised an eyebrow

Charlie and Mac slept huddled up in Mac's bed like they did when they were kids. It was a special night for them

#pacific rim #PacRim #it’s always sunny in philadelphia #charlie iasip #charlie kelly #iasip charlie #iasip #newton geiszler #newt geiszler #mac mcdonald #mac iasip #iasip mac #it’s always sunny in philly #it’s always sunny #always sunny #pacific rim uprising

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tgmsunmontue · 7 months ago

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What to write weekend...?

Friday again, start of my weekend. I have too many freaking social things happening this weekend, but I will try my best to complete my writing goals.

MY WEEKEND WRITING GOALS

Finish SoS chapter and post it

Finish OAA chapter and post it

Finish two other chapters for two others fics and post them. (Done - Transformers AU! and Bradshaw Twins AU! parts both posted!)

What to Write Weekend info is under the read more because it's long...

If your curious about wordcounts etc. I have a spreadsheet here.

NUMBERS:

Online and Anonymous - 14/16 Hangster who are anonymous Grindr buddies for YEARS. (Tumblr post)

Sagas of Solitude 5/? - IceMav with side Hangster AU - angsty Nepo!Baby

CURRENT LETTERS:

A, B, C, D, E, G, H, I, J, K, L, M

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If you need it, here's an explanation of how it works:

You pick 1-3 of the above and either:

Message

Send an ask (Anon is on)

with the letters/Numbers of the fic/s you wish would hurry up and get finished/posted already. (Yes, you can pick the same one three times - some of these fics are that close to getting parts/chapters finished that would be enough to tip them over, you also don't have to pick more than one).

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I WILL WRITE AT LEAST 250 WORDS for each one you pick. I reply to let you know when it is done. I've also start ed tracking it in a spreadsheet.

@tothepayne - I wrote you 1289 words last weekend, but didn't get to 250 words on the third one, so never let you know, but I was trying my best! 🤣)

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Numbers indicate fics I am consciously working on updating/completing, and likely have a completion date in mind.

Letters are fics that are often getting completed because people ask for me to work on them through things like this. (I usually do this every weekend).

Doing this keeps me on task and makes me accountable. It stops me from procrastinating and I really appreciate people providing their numbers.

THANK YOU!

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A) Upon which our souls touch - 3/? - Hangster TGM AU involving dragon riders and shape shifters and fantasy...

B) Bradshaw Twins - Hangster (Tumblr post)

C) To wake, perchance to dream - 2/? - Hangster Jake wakes up in the future, gets a glimpse of what their life could be and then wakes up back right before being called back to Top Gun for the special detachment (e.g. TGM). (Tumblr post and the beginning of the fic)

D) Together or not at all... (SEQUEL) - Hangster - years after Javy/Nat get together they think their best friends (Hangman and Rooster) could maybe try dating each other. It'll either end in disaster or not.

E) Cyclone/Maverick - Cyclone is struggling to deal with being attracted to the most annoying person he's ever met. Why does he like him so much?

G) Celebrity Chef Bradley

H) From the top - 1/? - an Ice/Mav epistolary fic where Jake and Bradley matchmake them, not realising exactly who it is they've matched together.

I) Life is too short to waste time matching socks... 3/? The peach and eggplant socks as an anonymous gift as an incredibly unsubtle hint that someone would like to fuck them. (tumblr idea unspooling here...)

J) Barista Jake who cannot spell Bradley's name. (HERE)

K) Caring, Keeping and Collecting Transformers - A Guide - 4/?Transformers cross-over.

L) Hangster Soulmates, Bodyguard (leftover from the Bingo...)

M) IceMav Florist/Undercover Agent AU (also leftover from Bingo)

I've also got three other fics which have been ticking at my brain, so who knows... I won't work on them until I bring this list back under control I think. Maybe. Hopefully. Who knows anymore? Certainly not me... Some of these need to start being shorter one-shots at some point right?

#what to write weekend #writing and wrangling woes

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mamamittens · 1 month ago

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Changed some stuff so Veilguard Nikia AU is now called Nyla, it's easier to keep track of in my head this way lol

Now I gotta decide her actual backstory but I won't be referring to it for a while so I got time.

Nyla is an accountant though, and I'd like her to have an interest in dance and music.

Speedrun, first idea: grew up in a traditional household. Working dad, stay at home mom. Very strict ideas about roles. She took ballet classes but was also super restricted in her diet, mostly by her father's order. Until one day she had a tumble and broke her arm due to malnutrition and her mom had a wake up call. Confronted the father, who... Did not take that well. She ended up getting him arrested and sent to prison, divorcing him in the meantime. Did her best to raise Nyla, though struggled with some leftover toxicity from her previous life.

Second idea: grew up in a very poor family and got scholarship through music for accounting. Didn't want to do it for her whole life, as it's firmly her hobby and the arts "doesn't pay well" (they do if you're stupid good at it or have good connections). She still likes it, but privately.

Third idea: had a very emotionally distant family that heavily emphasized appearances. Struggled with self harm tendencies, apathy, and disinterest growing up. Did classic 'girl' classes as part of the appearance thing and excelled in a very 'dead inside' way. Was only after she went to college and got a degree for accounting that she was able to find joy in her childhood skills and better coping mechanisms. Distance and not being required to be perfect mainly helping these hobbies not be a form of self harm for her.

The end goal is someone reflexively, almost annoying optimistic. A bit sassy and aware of the sheer cheese they're peddling but finding joy in it. Emotionally and physically affectionate when allowed. Understanding and empathetic. Does backslide into bad habits (self harm of scratching, starvation, hair pulling, and lack of hygiene care) under stress, but has mainly relied on alternatives to do better. Like, stroking their skin gently, braiding their hair over and over again, and setting up a routine to religiously follow. Someone genuinely wanting the best for everyone around them with a deep respect for love, as silly as it is.

May mix all the back stories together, idk. I like the idea of Nyla struggling at one point as the pressure mounts with her worst self destructive habits. Almost openly spiraling as everyone grows increasingly worried. Several having picked up on distressing hints but not calling it out.

That's right, everyone learns how to be friends here. On top of the pre-planned yearning and slow burn romance with Lucanis. It's going to be rough and insufferable.

#mittens rambles #tw: self harm #da veilguard

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apollo11fangirl · 1 year ago

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Cars 3 au

So after Lighting's third cup win, Doc has a heart attack and ends up in a coma for years. Lighting visits him when he can, but in his mind Doc is all but dead. A living corps if you will.

After Storm comes onto the scene, Doc wakes up and begins the process of recovering. He doesn't tell him since he wants to supperise him by showing up at Daytona. Just like the first time. Saddly he doesn't get to do that. Just as he getting the mic on to talk to him, Lighting crashes.

Doc is frozen in fear for a moment as he takes a breath to focus himslef. He then runs to Lighting as emergency personnel come to get him. The last thing Lighting sees before he passes out is Doc's face telling him that he will be alright.

Doc takes this crash hard as he stands watch over Lighting. He waits for him in surgary and plans how he will recover from everything. When Lighting wakes up, he is in shock that Doc is alive and is funtcing well. The last he heard Doc wasn't doing well even in his coma, yet some how when he heard Storm over take him and will, Doc woke up.

The two of them start the road of recovering. Rustezs on the other hand starts demoing Cruz as a new driver. They see her to be a better driver in the long run as Lighting and the team is getting older. Doc hears the news and decides to take Lighting to his hometown to get some practice in.

They meet up with the Barn Stormers, and Lighting starts to learn how to draft. Doc keeps up there old training regimen as they try and get an edge. One night the two of them get into an argument about how lighting thinks this won't work since Doc crashed and never got the chance to recover. Doc keeps trying to tell Lighting that, that's what he trying to avoid.

Unfortulatly for the two of them they here the news that Cruz is the driver for Rusteze and that they dropped Lighitng. At this point Lighting just runs off. Leaving Doc to find him.

Smokey tells Doc that he saw him dash to the trailor. Doc follows that and sees Lighitng pack everything up. Doc ask why and and lighting says what else can he do and trys to leave. They then have a long conversation about how Lighting can't leave and that yes Doc has no clue what to do now, but they will make it through together.

After that they make there way to Smokey's Garauge and Lighting sees all the leters that Doc sent and how they knew of Doc's plan to come back to Lighitng after recovering from in the hospital.

At that moment, Louise comes past telling them to get on the phone. Tex after hearing what happened to Lighting tells him he didnt' forget the prosmis that he made all thoese years ago. Lighting is now going to be racing with DInaco. Doc then gives his permission to use his number and paint skeem on Lighting's car.

Doc and the rest of the Barnstormers head south to Daytona. Once they get there Ramone quickly wraps the car since they don't have time to paint it. Lighting comes on the track as 'The Faboulus Lighitng McQueen'.

Storm just asumes that Lighitng will be easy pickings that is until Lighitng starts to out smart him. With Doc in his ear the whole time he wins first place.

While Cruz is happy for Lighting, even though she did take his ride. Storm trys and ask how on earth could Lighitng even win. Doc and Lighitng simply say that dirt does help out with that.

The rest of Lighting's career he is consistently in the top ten with Storm, Cruz, Bobby, and Cal. Also, Tex buys Rusteze and Bobby's team as well not to separate the track family they made.

#text post #cars au #cars 2006 #jackson storm #cruz ramirez #doc hudson #lighting mcqueen #doc is the reason why storm can't beat lighting #doc hudson is op #I may make this a fic one day

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pomellon · 2 years ago

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-Pulls up a chair for new Dead Space au- Go oooooon. 👀 Dream being a scientist would be so good. But also him knowing some Engineering which is part of the reason he's still alive. Sapnap and George just sometimes coming across evidence that things have been fixed or tampered with, hoping it's Dream. (Although I gotta ask, happy ending? I might just cry if not but this is such a good brainrot thought lol)

Yes! So far I'm thinking that Sapnap is an engineer and George a data analyst, so while I think I'm making Dream a scientist he definitely picked up some tips and tricks from his boyfriends :D

I’m also liking the idea of Sapnap finding evidence of Dream, like recordings and logs, maybe even spotting Dream in a few places but too far away for him to get his attention. George on the other finds nothing, he’s in a different area of the ship, but trusts Sapnap’s accounts. He is mainly focused on keeping Sapnap on track, making sure to keep the ship running is the most import task after all, it’s not like they can find Dream if the damn thing breaks down and kills them all.

BUT, I haven’t actually decided if Dream is even still on the ship 👀

The times Sapnap sees Dream are definitely hallucinations triggered by the Marker. Some of the audio logs are real, but some are just empty corrupted files. They don’t realize this until one of the rare moment when George and Sap actually cross paths and Sapnap gives George some of them, only for George to get really fucking confused because there’s nothing on them.

I’m leaning into the idea of George being one of the few humans that’s immune to the Marker’s influence, so it takes him a while to figure out something is wrong with Sapnap. He kind of just boils down his sometimes stressed and frantic behavior being due to the whole life and death situation they’re in, and you know, the fact that they keep getting attacked by reanimated and mutated corpses. And George isn’t wrong in that assumption, Sapnap is definitely traumatized by all the blood, death, and gore around him, but on top of that he’s also having visual and auditory hallucinations. You know, classic Marker stuff :D

Also one of the spookiest parts of the game for me is when you’re made to backtrack, but instead of finding the dismembered corpses of the necromorphs you’ve killed, you at times find the slaughtered bodies of survivors. That you killed. Because you were hallucinating they were necromorphs.

This is also something that happens in the au, but with George backtracking into an area Sapnap has cleared, and he knows this because Sapnap told him. But he doesn't find traces of necromorphs, only dead survivors that have clearly been killed by an engineer plasma cutter. It’s about then that George figures something is really really wrong with his boyfriend.

(Also yes, good ending! Or as good as it can get following canon lore of a cosmic horror and survival game XD I don’t plan to kill any of them, and the au will probably follow a similar path to the first two games and then maybe dnn + kunz being on the run in the three years time space between game two and three. Tho I will probably not include game three, as if the devs are going to remake the next two games I have a feeling they will be tweaking the third one the most, so I will leave it out for now.)

#pom talks #dead space au #horror #dnn #also yes this au is going to turn into another ot6 poly soup!#The best kind of traumatized survivors leaning on each other for comfort and support #while all of them try to keep their sanities intact after the horrors they've witnessed and experienced #thanks for the ask! 💖#anon

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choco-bean405 · 1 year ago

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Heya everyone! Choco here, andd back with some stuff. Currently i've been trying to get my sleep schedule back on track, as well ass make sure i get college work done, and other stuff in my personal life.

I thought i'd share some stuff i've done in college/on the side!

Sooo, new oc i made for myself, This was whilst i was on holiday during, i think, a week in august. I wanted to do an elf character but add some neon colours in. Andd voilà! There they are!

Here's some drawings from my induction day at college, first was you had to draw with your eyes closed, without taking your pencil off of the paper. The second task was, you had to keep your eyes on the object in front of you, and keep looking at it whilst you tried to draw said object, so for myself, it was a small vase thing. And the third one was gesture drawing, just doing sketches with simple shapes and no colour, just loose drawing. Our models for it were goats the college has.

Here's some of my college artwork! From charcoal & chalk, to a mind map, formal elements, oil resistance art, oil pastels, reproducing an artist's work as an assignment. Andd drafts plus my final artwork for the unit, which was this.

So it goes on the left:Charcoal & chalk(top), Watercolour(Bottom. On the right: oil pastels(Top) and formal elements bit(Bottom). Also, i chose miles cuz, i had brain rot for welcome home and across the spider verse at that point.

Speaking of Welcome Home!

Idk if i've shown these, but i'm working on my own AU for it, The Work in progress name is "Home Escape", anddd yeahh i drew wally and julie digitally. Here are the irl drawings i used.

Plus the ref image i used for julie's dress for the au.

I hope you guys enjoyed the drawings and i hope i can post again soon! I am continuing Shadow's reflection, it's just taking me time to plan the story out and get the drawing done, due to college work taking up alot of my time.

Have a great day guys! And Happy Halloween! 🎃🍭🍬🕸️🕷️🦇🍬

#my artwork #welcome home fanart #welcome home au #miles morales #across the spider verse #miguel o'hara #college art #artwork

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paigelts05 · 8 months ago

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James Campbell [FNAF AR, Renegade AU]

https://www.deviantart.com/paigelts05/art/1069328144

Published: Jun 30, 2024

The vast majority of Fazbear Entertainment employees know nothing of the cult stuff. The vast majority of Fazbear Entertainment employees don't know that the murders were an inside job. But sometimes word gets around, only after you're in too deep, and the only thing you can do is try to stick under the radar as you try to save those you care about.

Kayla and James had known that they weren't long for this world since Faz Ent released thier obituaries whilst they were still alive.

James Campbell, sometimes also called Jim, had never been good at telling people how he felt. Even worse when his childhood friend was younger than him.

When he first met Steve, they were both kids. But when Jim turned 16, they begun to drift apart. It had been fine for a 15 year old to be the cool older friend and free supervision at the park for the younger kids, and Jim had generally been the best with younger kids, but after he turned 16, he felt that the very same people who saw him as just thier kid's friend yesterday were now looking at him funny, with expectations and distain, like he was just a free babysitter instead of their kid's friend, as if he was a third parent to all their kids and not a kid himself and that he was failing this unspoken parental duty. At his own 16th birthday party.

Once Jim became an adult, he decided to study IT, but due to his financial situation, he wound up taking many odd jobs before he had the financial stability to start college. In his final year, he met Steve again, who was in his first year. Jim wasn't exactly happy about this reunion, and it was all down to how he had previously drifted apart from Steve with no notice or explanation. He did wind up becoming somewhat friends with Steve again, mostly through Steve's effort, but Jim still feels as if thier relationship was strained.

After Jim graduated, he went to work for Fazbear Entertainment, and a few years later, Steve went to work for this lady named Anna who was apparently a friend of Steve's.

Jim kept in slight contact with Steve, and this is how Jim found out about the dark side of Fazbear Entertainment.

The public's knowledge of Fazbear Entertainment wasn't very deep: the average person only knew that kids and night guards routinely went missing and sometimes showed up as dead.

He was at the top of the bell curve: he had always figured that the bad reputation the franchise was just the same pick-n-mix of terrible traits that all large companies had combined with a heavy helping of negligence, and he thought that the negligence had been the cause of the tragedies and disappearances. Sure, he felt really naive after finding out the truth, but he did not expect murder to be a part of the company's core ethos.

Now knowing that his life has just gotten ten times more dangerous, Jim doubled down and made sure to keep in contact with Steve. Steve only knew because Anna had told him, and from what Steve had told Jim, Anna was the daughter of a Faz Ent Scientist. Now, Faz Ent having actual scientists was bizarre, but the mote bizarre things got, the more Jim tried to learn for himself, trying his level best to relay anything he could back to Steve.

So it made less sense when he saw Anna's company on the list of contractors working on the Special Delivery project. Steve told him that it was in part due to their financial situation, but also Anna seeming to have some ulterior motives. Something about keeping your friends close and enemies closer. It was certainly easier for contractors to track the animatronics than it was for a layman, and with what Jim knew about Anna, being free to track the animatronics seemed to be something she valued above a lot of things.

He kept on acting as Steve's contact, both professionally now that Steve was a contractor, and personality, leaking anything that may help Steve survive, but Jim had neglected himself.

One day, Jim went into work, and his boss was accompanied by a man in a dress shirt, waistcoat, slacks, and he had a gun. Jim knew he'd fucked up big time. He couldn't run, so had to listen.

Fazbear Entertainment was reporting him as dead. Jim was ordered to have no contact with the outside world.

He knew that if he refused, he'd be dead for real, so he had no choice but to go along with it.

He wound up unable to leave, but he found ways around things.

He learned to sneak around unseen, wire tap, take shorthand notes, and slip notes out undetected. One of the individuals he managed to slip notes out to went by many pseudonyms, but Jim knew the pseudonym "Whistleblower RedBear". Jim went by the pseudonym of "Dead Circuits".

The information that Dead Circuits was able to release was able to help further many investigations into Faz Ent's current projects. The construction of a megaplex, a VR environment, the resurrection of Adelaide and William, and "Vanny".

He could only investigate one without raising too much suspicion, and he only had the project names to work off of.

He decided to investigate the one he felt the deepest connection to: the "Vanny" plans. He felt as if Ness, one of Steve's friends, might be the woman refered to as "Vanny": he'd heard the word tossed around, so figured that it was his best bet if he was going to help Steve.

The plans interlaced with eachother, because of course they would, and he only managed to learn about the Adelaide Incident in post (he regretted not investigating the plans for the resurrection of Adelaide, but how could he have known), but he did his best to find out what Faz Ent had planned for Ness and how they intended to turn such a sweet lady into a psycho killer.

The information that Dead Circuits was able to anonymously leak was enough to help Ness keep a wrench in the works for far longer than Faz Ent anticipated.

After Faz Ent "obtained Vanny and put her to work at the objective location", his leaked information was able to give investigators a window into the internal goings on of Faz Ent and their "Vanny" plans, and it was such good information that it sped up the rate of collection of evidence so much that the police were prepared to launch a raid on the Megaplex far sooner than expected, and even paranormal responders who were supposed to be on medical leave were able to figure out where "Vanny" was.

After he received news that "Vanny" had "fallen through Faz Ent's fingers", he heard plans for Faz Ent to try and "bring Vanny back". He tried to gather details, but Faz Ent's plans were so hastily put together that by the time he'd managed to leak the information, he learned that the Raid on the megaplex had turned out as a success for investigators and had thwarted Faz Ent's "bring back Vanny Plan A", and that a trio of execs were currently on route to Ness's temporary accommodation to enact "being back Vanny Plan B". Needless to say, the information didn't make it in time to prevent the success of Faz Ent's plan B.

Even after the megaplex related chaos ended, Dead Circuits couldn't go back home, back to just being Jim Campbell, even though he wanted to. His employer reminded him every day that the world thought he was dead. He had been forced to bunk in the labs dormitories. He didn't get much privacy in regards to his personal artefacts. He had no idea what became of his apartment, or his things. He had been a perfectly normal guy before all of this, but now he was some kind of high-caliber informant superspy, and he hated it.

He just wanted someone to realise that he was alive. He wanted someone to come and save him. But he knew that would never happen. He knew that Steve had legitimately had a crush on him since college, and in the months up to his employer declaring him as dead, Jim had finally reciprocated that crush, and he wished that he'd told Steve instead of just keeping it to himself.

He had no idea how long it had been, but one day, he heard plans to attempt to resurrect Adelaide again. The plans involved killing their former contractors to generate enough Remnant so that Adelaide would be able to take over Anna's body. Just like the last attempt at this plan. But they were planning on kidnapping thier victims instead of making Adelaide have to puppet the situation from the shadows.

When he heard a Faz-truck pull up and saw an exec haul several unconscious people, including Steve, into the HQ, Jim knew that even if emergency services had been dispatched immediately, nobody would get here in time to save everyone. He knew that he'd have to sacrifice himself in Steve's place if he wanted Steve to survive. He was already dead to the world: he figured "so what if I really died, as long as Steve lives I'm OK".

And to Jim's surprise, Kayla, another person who had been declared dead by Faz Ent, but had taken up a mask as opposed to hiding in the shadows, wanted to join him, volunteering herself as a sacrifice as well, just to buy the kidnapped employees of CK animatronic maintenance and R&D robotics just a little more time.

#art #artwork #fnaf #fnaf au #renegade au #fnaf renegade au #renegade au guards #fnaf fanart #fnaf ar #fnaf ar emails #fnaf ar special delivery #fnaf special delivery #fnaf james campbell #fnaf jim campbell #fnaf jim #fnaf ar james campbell #fnaf ar jim campbell #fnaf ar jim

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