#//the chicken wings carried this fight

[7association-was-here]

It seems our fixers were late to the party.

But we shouldn’t waste the dispatch call that’s already been made. Some of them should be able to help in transporting the injured out of the premises, and the other half will be instructed to locate this fox-Heathcliff. He shouldn’t be too far away.

Chicken Wing Detour

I´ll admit, I am not a picky eater, but when the opportunity to taste some juicy wings presented itself, I took it.

Bundling that with a bit of an investigation while present at K Corp. was my own initiative, so I shouldn´t complain, but I will, extensively.

Meeting Seiko of the Shi Association and her girlfriend again so soon was the highlight of this experience. Their expertise allowed us to slip into the underground hideout (not too different from the one I entered with Ryoshu recently) where a number of machines and bodies laid in pieces. Someone had cleared a path through the subterranean maze before us.

Our hopes weren´t high when it came to the missing Shi fixers, but the sounds of combat were enough to spur my companions to move faster. I followed suit, and I am glad that I did, otherwise this report might have ended on a far bleaker note.

We entered a laboratory of sorts, with blueprints, scrap metal and glass haphazardly strewn around. The space was only dimly lit, with majority of the light coming from a shimmering, colorful surface in the back of the room. The scene which it illuminated was nowhere as pleasant to look at.

A towering, muscular figure threw large shadows on the walls as his hands gripped the neck of a short blonde. What I determined to be her weapon, laid on the ground, next to a pile of blood-covered orange hair. The lost members of the Shi were found, but the situation was not remotely favorable.

Seiko and her girlfriend engaged the assailant immediately, as he had his back turned towards the corridor we came through. He threw the woman in his grasp to the ground. Seeing the state of the two, I did my best to quickly drag them away from the fight. Their injuries were severe, but nothing I haven´t seen in L Corp. I patched them to the best of my ability and went to rejoin my companions who weren´t doing so great, either.

"Another Shi fixer? If I didn´t know better I would´ve called this place infested." The Erlking laughed as he lifted his sword for a sweeping blow which would no doubt do some serious damage.

What I did was incredibly stupid, and I do regret it, but even if I was given the chance, I would not choose differently.

I loaded my crossbow with leftover extra spicy chicken. The pieces hit his eyes perfectly, delivering the sticky mixture of spice and grease right into his eyes. Before he could charge at me, murderous and partially blinded, he was stopped in his tracks, quite literally. Seiko´s blade cleaved through both of his legs in a clean arc, causing him to fall.

No further answers or revenge could take place, the Erlking reached into his coat and vanished before our eyes.

Looking closer at some of the bodies, there was a man wearing a… raincoat? He was breathing, shallowly, as he laid face-down on the ground. We turned him on his back, finding he appeared to be yet another mirror identity of Heathcliff. He asked us what had happened to the Erlking, and upon being informed that he has disappeared, Heathcliff´s body contorted… it is unclear what happened, it may have been distortion, it may have been something else, but his form morphed into some sort of a fox creature that promptly ran away, leaving behind just a few wet puddles and loose hair.

END OF REPORT

Signed, ■■■■■■■■■ ■■■■, more widely known as SnakeHead

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[cinnamorollcrybaby]

Doting

Tags: jjk men as dads, tooth-rotting fluff, comfort drabbles

Synopsis: How the JJK men treat you while pregnant (spoiler warning- they dote on you.)

An: This is my formal apology for writing Nanami angst on the “Baby’s first words” post 😔 it will never happen again (can we stop with the death threats now?)

SATORU • SUGURU • TOJI • SUKUNA • NANAMI

SATORU

Oh, your loving husband is all over you while you’re pregnant. He genuinely has such a cute fascination with all the changes your body is going through. He seriously thinks you’re so strong for carrying his heir.

He loves rubbing your bump. In fact, he will always be touching it in some form or fashion while you two are together. When he’s away on missions, he has you send him pictures and updates on your pregnancy as if anything major has changed in a couple of days.

You best believe he is ready to indulge you on your every craving, no matter how strange. It’s three a.m and you’re crying because you need that specific brand of chicken wings and a can of whip cream? He’s heading to the store immediately to fetch whatever you tell him to.

He genuinely worries about being a good dad. Many nights he lays his head on your bump and talks to you about how teaching didn’t come naturally to him. He wasn’t born knowing how to meet people where they’re at. He use to expect people to be able to meet him on his level. He worries that he may inadvertently put a lot of pressure on his kid, and that’s the last thing he wants due to how he was raised. He just wants his kid to be a kid.

He’s the best, most loving and compassionate dad to your baby, more than you could ever hope for. Even if teaching didn’t come to him naturally, being a father did.

SUGURU

He’s such a “sit down and let me do it for you” while you’re pregnant. He cooks, cleans, works, and tends to you completely throughout your pregnancy.

Suguru gets hyper fixated on your health during pregnancy. He only feeds you the yummiest and healthiest foods while you’re pregnant. He encourages for you to sit on the yoga ball and do (very) light exercises. He just wants the best for you and his baby.

Whenever I said he tends to you, I genuinely mean he tends to you. He’ll gently brush your hair at night time, rub your back when your belly is becoming heavy to carry around, serve your breakfast, lunch, and dinner in bed, carries around emesis bags and breath mints for if you get morning sickness while you two are out.

This man is the king of enforcing your boundaries to people when they don’t listen. That really annoying family member that insists on being there for the birth even though you’ve already explained to them that you want this to be an experience for just you and Geto? Yeah, he’s made it very clear to them that they will not be at the birth if they want to be in your kid’s life.

He is absolutely not afraid to hurt feelings if it means his wife and future child are safe and cared for. He really don’t give a fuck who anyone else is. You and his child are first priority.

TOJI

Toji is definitely the type to express his love and devotion for you in other ways than the most conventional methods.

He is so incredibly gentle while you’re pregnant. He doesn’t rile you up as much or play fight with you anymore. He constantly reminds himself that you’re carrying another life inside you and that you have enough on your plate.

This man… whew does he love seeing you pregnant. Toji’s the type of man to feel so feral when he looks at you heavily pregnant with his kid.

He adores your body. He’ll rub lotion all over you and oils to help your skin accommodate to the stretch of carrying a kid. He massages your body and absolutely worships it while he’s rubbing the lotion and oil on you.

Your breasts are sore? He’ll gently massage them until they feel better. Your back hurts? He’d be the type to lift your bump up and take the weight off you for as long as you ask him to so you can feel relaxed for a few minutes.

And look this is probably TMI but like, if you got a clogged milk duct due to breastfeeding, Toji would unfortunately be the type of man to fix that issue with his mouth. i’m sorry but he would.

Final thing is, you better believe that he doesn’t allow anyone to get too close to you. He is so unbelievably protective over you while you’re pregnant. If he could, he’d lock you up at home to prevent anyone from getting close to you.

SUKUNA

On the outside, he acts very nonchalant and unbothered by your pregnancy. On the inside, he is constantly plagued by the thought that your body may not be able to carry his heir. The thought of losing you or his child haunts him.

He will secretly observe and take notes on your body and how it is changing. If he catches you expressing any sort of short windedness, he will immediately send you off to bed rest. Though, you’re usually able to convince him to take you off of it by the next day.

The only servant he trusts to tend to you is Uraume. No one else in his court is allowed to be anywhere near you unless he gives specific instructions. Still, he hates leaving you in the care of Uraume. He trusts them, but he wants to be the one to take care of you.

He loves holding your body close to him at night. All four arms are wrapped around you and holding you closely. Since he doesn’t need much sleep, he will stay awake rubbing on your tummy all night long. One time, he felt the baby moving in your stomach while you were asleep. He was so intrigued that he woke you up and told you to “make them do it again”.

Now, he will randomly approach you at any given time while you’re heavily pregnant and hold his hand out so he can feel his baby moving around inside of you. It soothes his worry.

During birth, Sukuna was a complete mess. The amount of blood lost during birth fucking terrified him. He was panicking and yelling at anyone to do something to save you, even while everyone was assuring him that you’re okay and this was natural.

After 9 long excruciating months of extreme worry and constant fear, he finally feels peace when he’s cradling a newborn in his arm and a sleeping wife in the other arm. All of his hard work to protect you paid off he thinks.

NANAMI

Oh, to be pregnant by the king of domestic love himself.

Nanami is the type of man to immediately start working on a nursery for you as soon as you reveal to him that you’re pregnant. He immediately changes the guest bedroom into a nursery that you design for your little baby.

He reads up on all the parenting books and articles. He’s constantly compiling things to either do or to not do during pregnancy and even while raising a kid.

Like Geto, he tends to your every need. He is a total house husband all while working 40 hours a week. When he’s at work, he is constantly calling and texting you to make sure that you’re okay and taking care of yourself, but let’s be fr he literally did everything for you before he even left for work (meal prepped for you, set out your clothes for you, put out all your self care items in case you want to bathe).

When you express concerns of your body getting bigger to him, he does everything in his power to show you that he loves and respects your body for creating life. He literally cherishes and worships your body for hours if you let him.

Like Toji, Nanami is protective over you. He constantly has an arm around you if you two are in public, and he watches everyone who dares to get close to you like a hawk. If he gets a bad vibe about anyone, he’s immediately stepping in front of you and taking over the conversation.

Nanami is the best partner to have during birth. His reading of articles during your pregnancy really paid off. He is supportive without being overbearing. He listens to your needs and tends to you without question. Constant praise and encouragement while you’re giving birth. The moment he gets to snuggle with you and the baby is the moment he realizes that he cultivated the life of his dreams. He has the family he always wanted.

[zorosbeau33]

You Go Shopping Together~ Domestic Hawks Headcanon

❖ BNHA/MHA, Hawks x Gender Neutral reader

❖ Headcanon, Fluff, Domestic Life

❖ Established Relationship AU

❖ wc: 548

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“You’re moving too fast~” The whining, because only with you can he be lazy and baby.

He’s still very dashing and proud but he absolutely loves to whine and walk slowly behind you. Fingers interlocked forcing you to slow down or drag him along, and with his giant wings and strength there is no dragging this man.

Hawks is smiling the entire time, oohing and ahhing at everything around him, yes you started this journey outside to buy groceries for the house but look the game store has a sale on pokemon cards!

These excursions with him are another way he susses out what things you like or are newly interested in. Because he will remember them and get you little gifts the next time he's on patrol or wants to watch tv.

You both have picked up so many new hobbies from this. Due to him signing you up for the pottery/dancing/painting/cooking classes the moment you stared a second too long at an advertisement.

And games too, pokemon card collecting together, board games you rope his side kicks into, mini figurines of your hero friends to go on the mini figure shelf he’s crafted for them (they also have been dragged into board game nights more often than not)

You are of course obligated to stop by every street cart selling chicken. He single handedly will keep the chicken industry going strong and may even nudge you down side streets to get a skewer or two from some of his favorite places even if it's technically out of the way.

You are always offered the first bite, it is a way he shows affection

Grocery shopping is usually you fighting to put back all the extra snacks and things he keeps grabbing with his feathers.

He thinks its a game and it amuses him and he laughs the entire time you (smilingly) scold him or put back the food

Your grocery bill for chicken is astronomical especially if you’re a good cook after those classes he will beg and plead for you to cook all the time (he will of course help you don’t need to ask him though it's more his feathers helping as he hugs your waist).

Another reason for this outrageous food bill is his adoration for Tokoyami and the other side kicks and people at his agency. He buys them small snacks that remind him of them. “So what if it's $100/¥16000? The black of the crystalized part of the candy is the same as Toko’s colors!” 

Shopping always ends up with fans but he is very good about being fast with them or asking them for privacy since he needs to spend some time “With my cutiepie/sugarplum/bunny babe-” the tabloids have talked about the sappy extra nicknames so many times and he has never repeated the same one somehow?

If you need to do some serious shopping don’t expect him to let you carry anything. Even if you are physically stronger than him, his feathers will take them from you. “Your hands are only meant to hold mine”

Honestly shopping with Hawks is filled with food, laughter, and indirect moments of him showing not saying how much he loves you and those important to you both.

[diremoone]

sweet dedication | g. satoru

a year after his fight with sukuna, satoru finally gets to enjoy his birthday in peace, with no one but his beloved wife.

w — fluff, post-canon, lots of food :3, i incorporated a doggo sue me, vv short but hopefully sweet 🥰

Happy Birthday, My Beloved Satoru ❤️❤️

[ line divider credit to @/saradika ]

The last thing Satoru expected to smell coming through the front door of his home was a mixture of cinnamon and cherries. He shrugged off the jacket from his shoulders and curiously stepped further into his home. Upon seeing the kitchen table and every counter, his eyes went wide and mouth fell open.

On the kitchen table was at least four boxes of pizza, chicken wings, fried chicken, and brisket. Towards the end of the table farther fell the front door were sides, like green bean casserole and corn. His mouth began to water, his inner food junkie rearing it’s hungry head.

Across the counters and clearly in the oven were desserts, desserts, and more desserts — apple and cherry pie, cheesecake, fruit kebabs, crepes, mochi, brownies, kikufuku from Sendai. Gosh, what was the occasion?

And then the man sees above the hallway entrance that leads to the other rooms: HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

Satoru gapes.

Was it really December 7th?

He checks his phone and his brows raise in surprise. How in the world did he forget?

But you didn’t. You would’ve been the only one available to have made such a feast for him (even if it was mostly sweets), since everyone else was out on missions, still trying to tidy up Japan after the Culling Games’ toll.

He feels his heart swell with love and happiness, happy that you’ve remembered a date that he’s thrown to the side for so many years. He’s happy that you’ve done so much here for him, a genuine showcase of how much you really loved him and knew him by cooking all of his favorites. This must’ve taken you hours and hours to do; this being a clear proclamation of how much you’ve dedicated yourself to him and to knowing him.

“Babe?” he calls out to open air. No response. He’s smart by checking the kitchen first; you’d never leave cooking food unattended.

Satoru’s mouth quirks up into a sweet smile at the sight of passed out, sitting on the kitchen floor with your inseparable corgi Maple snoozing away right next to you. Although he squints at the sight of your neck lolled to the side in the corner of the cabinets. That didn’t look comfortable at all.

He’s not sure if he should take you to bed or wake you up right now. After a moment, he decides the former. But as soon as you’re scooped up and secured against his broad chest, your eyes flutter open. Maple wakes up too, barking and wiggling her butt, happy to see her dad.

“Oh, my god. Satoru!”

He winks. “The one and only baby.”

Your brain has always been fast about remembering all of the events prior to any sort of sleep or nap you’ve had. This time was no different, and he chuckles when you begin to groan and complain about your surprise being ruined.

“God, I can’t believe I fell asleep! How does one even sleep on the kitchen floor. My ass hurts, Jesus,” you complain. You burrow your head into the crook of his neck in embarrassment as he carries you to the couch and sits down with you on his lap. Maple bounds up behind him and miraculously uses her little legs to hop up on the couch. Satoru chuckles and takes a moment to briefly give her belly rubs.

“Thank you for trying to make this day special for me,” your ‘Toru says. It’s sweet, the tone of his voice, filled with love and adoration. “Don’t feel bad. That looks like a lot of cooking you did, so it’s only natural you’d fall asleep at some point. So don’t beat yourself up over it, okay?”

You grumble but nod anyway. It was true. You’d been awake ever since he’d left earlier this morning, putting the pedal to the floor on your attempt to swamp the love of your life with all of his favorite foods made by hand.

“I love you, Satoru,” you mumble, still tired and sleepy from overextending yourself.

“I love you, too, baby.” His lips press a long kiss to the side of your temple. He pulls away to gaze down into your eyes, chuckles escaping him again at seeing the sleepy haze in them. “Thank you for trying to make my special day special.”

“But I still didn’t get to surprise you,” you complain.

“I wasn’t expecting it when I came home, especially now with everything going on. I think that’s a big enough surprise for me,” he argues. “So come on, cheer up! We have some delicious delicious food to eat made by my sweet, adorable, wonderful wifey-poo! Except the pizza of course!”

You deadpan. “Call me that again and I’ll smash the strawberry shortcake I made as your birthday cake in that expensive jacket you bought last week.”

Satoru gasps dramatically in horror.

“You wouldn’t!”

“Try me.”

“Not if I eat it first!”

taglist:

@vagabond-umlaut @heresan @4sat0ruu and @/all my satoru lovers also i shouldn’t have taken that nap otherwise this taglist would be longer lmaoo

let’s raise a glass to this man who deserves the entire fucking world

[gg-neptune]

Bad Day

A night with Sev after a bad day. Hope you like it. :) Sorry for grammar errors (I love this pic)

Pairing: Severus x Reader

Words: 0.7k

Warings: None

It had been a long day for the both of you

Severus has had multiple students' potions go wrong leaving his classroom a mess and the poor man tired beyond belief

And you had so many disrespectful students you couldn't even recall them all as you thought back about the day that had just occurred

Not to mention a student had managed to somehow set one of your curtains on fire, meaning you now needed a new curtain

Without even thinking as soon as the last student left your classroom you gathered your belongings and headed to Severus’s chambers promptly locking the door behind you leaving a note to those that had detention to wait till tomorrow or something

You didn’t really care what they did at this point you just wanted to curl up in a ball and sleep

As you were walking to Sev’s chambers in the dungeons you passed his classroom which was already locked

When you arrived, you decided to at least be polite and knock on his door

“What do you- oh. Hello there.”

You pushed past him ignoring his snappy tone before he realized it was you

You forced the door closed before you wrapped your arms around him clinging to him as if you let go, he wouldn't be there anymore

It took a while before you let go but when you finally did you took notice of the tired expression on his face

“Bad day,” you asked tucking some of his raven hair behind his ear

He simply shook his head before leaning down to give you a gentle kiss

“Me too”

Both of you were still in your teaching robes and after decided to not go to the Great Hall for dinner you both just took a quick shower together

It wasn't your room, so you didn’t have any of your clothes, so you were forced to wear his

Not that you minded

You grabbed the giant blanket off the side of his couch and draped it over yourself curling into a ball savoring it’s warmth as he observed you

“Comfy?”

“No.”

He gave you a questioning look until you reached your arms out inviting him to join you and of course not being able to say no to you he did

His big arms wrapped around you tightly as you settled against his chest one hand pressing against his chest and the other going up to cup his face

“As I am enjoying this, if I stay here any longer, I will not get up,” Severus said gently into your hair. His tone was sad almost like he regretted it.

“What’s wrong with that?”

“You need to eat, love.”

You groaned in displeasure not wanting to let you of your human body pillow

“I know. I’m so evil. What do you want to eat?”

“I’m not hungry,” you claim as you cling to him tighter refusing to let him get up. Even if it was for a good reason.

“Hmmm. Ok.”

Suddenly his arms tighten around you, and he hoists you up carrying you with him to his mini kitchen.

You simply accept this change instead of trying to fight something you know you’ll lose and snuggle closer to the man.

“I’ve got some uh… chicken wings?”

“You eat chicken wings?”

“No, I don't know why they're here. I did not buy these.”

You giggle slightly as you look at the box of frozen chicken wings.

“How about we just tell Dumbledore your unwell and I need to take care of you, and I get some food from the Great Hall for us?”

The man just stared at you still holding you in his arms. 

“Or not.”

Eventually he decided to just go steal food from the Great Hall. He returns with two plates full of food.

“Thank you Sev.”

“‘Course.”

You sit down on the floor and eat at the coffee table in his living room

Once you are both satisfied you store whatever is left over and resume your place on the couch

He seems much happier since he’s been with you tonight

You know you are

You gently ran your thumb over his soft skin as he hummed in content as he tried to relax a bit 

His arms felt safe and secure as if it was the safest place in the world

For you it probably was

You mindlessly began to play with his dark hair 

Until you heard a soft snore

You turned your attention to his face only to notice he had fallen asleep

Gently you wrapped your arms around him falling asleep as well grateful to have him by your side

[merwgue]

The bat boys, particularly Rhysand, love to throw around the phrase "change takes time" like it’s some kind of divine mantra, as if the simple utterance of those words makes them progressive, thoughtful leaders. Now, I’ll be the first to say that change does take time. Anyone with a basic understanding of societal reform knows that creating lasting, meaningful change is a marathon, not a sprint. But come on, 500 years? Rhysand has had a literal half a millennium to improve Illyrian society and the mess that is the Hewn City, and what’s been achieved? Let’s check the scoreboard: Illyrian women are still grounded like chickens, and the Hewn City is still treated like some dark, festering secret Rhysand keeps locked up because, well, it’s too icky to deal with.

Here’s the thing: if you say "change takes time" while doing absolutely nothing about it, what you’re really saying is "I’m too lazy (or indifferent) to actually put in the work." And that’s precisely what’s happening in Prythian. The "change takes time" argument would be more convincing if we saw any evidence that Rhysand and company were even trying to instigate meaningful reform. Spoiler alert: they’re not. It’s like saying you want to build a house but never bothering to lay down the foundation. They’ve had 500 years—half a millennium—to take concrete steps to create lasting change, but instead, they’ve stuck to the "we'll get around to it eventually" approach.

Let’s Talk About Law and Enforcement: The Basics

In law, there’s a term for what Rhysand is doing, or rather, not doing—nonfeasance. It’s the failure to act when there's a legal obligation to do so. In this case, Rhysand, as High Lord, has a duty to create and enforce laws that would elevate Illyrian women, change the power dynamics in the Hewn City, and basically make Prythian a functioning society. But it seems like he's been practicing nonfeasance for centuries. Change does take time, but in legal and political terms, if you don't enforce new rules or provide any consequences for breaking them, you're effectively telling people, “It’s fine, carry on torturing and oppressing women, no big deal.”

Here's Law 101: Laws don't just exist in a vacuum. They require active enforcement. If you tell people, “Hey, you can’t oppress and mutilate women, but don’t worry, if you do it, nothing bad will happen,” no one’s going to follow that rule. That's why we have consequences. There’s a concept in law called deterrence—essentially, you punish bad behavior to discourage others from engaging in the same actions. It's basic governance, but Rhysand and the bat boys seem to have missed that day in Law School.

Let’s talk specifics: take the Illyrians. Rhysand knows they're mutilating their women’s wings, grounding them forever, and preventing them from flying or fighting. It’s an ongoing issue that has apparently been happening for centuries. What’s Rhysand’s solution? A strongly worded speech every few decades? An awkward scowl whenever he flies past an Illyrian war camp? We never see any meaningful enforcement of anti-mutilation laws or any effort to dismantle the oppressive structures within Illyrian society. There’s no widespread legal precedent being set, no institutional reform, no policy implementation—all of which are necessary to create systemic change.

Fear, Respect, and the Role of a Leader

Now, let’s get to another key concept in leadership: authority. As a leader, you need a balance between being respected and being feared. Respect comes from having a personal connection with your people, from showing that you genuinely care about their well-being. Fear comes from them knowing that if they mess up, there will be consequences. The problem with Rhysand is that he’s all about the respect and none of the fear. He spends so much time wanting to be liked and loved by his people that he’s forgotten the other crucial aspect of leadership: enforcing the law and maintaining order.

Imagine if Rhysand actually said, “Hey, if you continue to oppress and mutilate women, you will face serious consequences. We’re talking about jail time, or even capital punishment if the crime warrants it.” That would send a message. People might actually start to think twice before continuing with harmful practices. But instead, he takes the “please stop doing that, but if you don’t, no biggie” approach, which isn’t leadership at all. It’s passive, and it’s ineffective. In legal terms, Rhysand is failing to implement any kind of punitive deterrent, and that’s why nothing ever changes.

Hewn City: The Loch Ness Monster of Prythian

Then, there’s the Hewn City. It's treated like the Loch Ness Monster: terrifying, hidden away, and no one really wants to deal with it. The idea that this city, filled with morally corrupt aristocrats, has been allowed to continue its oppression and cruelty for centuries is baffling. Rhysand holds power over the Hewn City, yet he does nothing to reform it. He visits it occasionally, uses it for political leverage, but doesn’t make any lasting changes. It’s like he’s more comfortable letting it fester than actually facing the monster he’s allowed to grow.

Instead of taking control, Rhysand locks the Hewn City away like it’s some sort of dirty secret he can’t be bothered to clean up. If Rhysand really wanted to bring about change, he would dismantle the existing power structures in the Hewn City, implement new laws, and actually enforce them. But, much like with the Illyrians, there’s no real reform. Just the same passive acceptance of an unjust system that Rhysand could change if he chose to.

“Change Takes Time” Is a Cop-Out

Ultimately, Rhysand’s “change takes time” line is a weak excuse for his unwillingness to act. Yes, change does take time—no one’s expecting overnight reform. But 500 years of nothing? That’s not slow change; that’s stagnation. And it’s not because change is difficult, but because Rhysand isn’t making the effort. He’s content to maintain the status quo while telling himself that he’s a good leader, when in reality, he’s failing to fulfill his responsibilities.

If Rhysand were really invested in changing Prythian for the better, we’d see efforts towards societal reform. We’d see him using his authority to push through laws that promote equality, we’d see him punishing those who break those laws, and we’d see him actively working to dismantle oppressive power structures. Instead, we get 500 years of excuses, stagnation, and passive leadership.

So, to Rhysand and the bat boys: Yes, change takes time. But it also takes effort, and right now, you’re not putting in any. If you really want to be the progressive, morally upright leaders you think you are, it’s time to step up and act like it. You’re not just figureheads—you’re rulers. Start ruling.

[live-laugh-legolas]

Oh, I really like your headcannons!!!! I would like to ask how do you think the members of the brotherhood (especially Gandalf) would react to the fact that the reader has wings and is also going on a journey (this was inspired by the valkyries, so I imagine how she would fight with these wings)

The fellowship x winged!reader

Aragorn:

-A huge weight is lifted from him knowing someone like you is on their side

-I also totally think he would be prone to motion sickness

-So if you ever have to fly him over a large gap or something he will need to sit down for a little

-“I’m never doing that again”

-He will help you preen your wings after battle to get the blood and dirt out of places you can’t reach

Legolas:

-He has absolutely heard about legends about your people

-He is so honored to get to meet you

-Watching you fight is so fascinating

-Will just take a moment to watch before almost getting beheaded in his distraction

-Calls you “birdie” in elvish

Gimli:

-You do literally anything with your wings and he is like “YEEESSSSS!”

-He’s such a cheerleader

-We also know he loves the powerful girl bosses

-So you are a top tier in his opinion

-I imagine that a winged being wouldn’t like being underground so he tries to keep you distracted with stories while in Moria

Boromir:

-My first thought was that Boromir would be like Thor when he met the Valkyrie

-He’s such a fangirl

-Ngl, after seeing you fight he’s a little timid

-I mean everyone else saw that right? You just decapitated that orc with your wing

-So badly wants to show you to his brother who would be awed

Frodo:

-He doesn’t know much about your people but he’s adamant to learn everything

-He is so thankful you will be helping him on this journey

-When he gets exhausted from lack of sleep because of the ring you carry him on your back and he can hold onto your wings

-Have him help preen your wings to get his mind off of his troubles for a little

Sam:

-Thinks you must be an angel when he first sees you

-He’s a little intimidated

-Ok, maybe a lot intimidated

-But that’s only because he thinks you must be one of the most beautiful creatures to walk middle earth

-He is concerned what you will eat if what was caught for dinner was a bird

-Would it be weird if you ate chicken? It feels unethical

-Actually probably gives a stern talking to whoever caught the bird because what if it was upsetting for you

Merry:

-Take this hobbit for a flight

-He will be so excited

-He would absentmindedly pet your wings (if you were ok with it)

-Maybe just give him a feather to play with

-He also makes so many bird jokes

Pippin:

-He doesn’t want you to think he is disrespectful

-So he doesn’t ask

-But he really wants to pet your wings

-They just look so soft and silky

-Until they are dirty from battle; but would help you pick twigs and dirt out of them

-“so…um…do you take dirt baths?*

Gandalf:

-He probably knew you before the council, and probably is the one who invited you

-You have been friends for a while

-He is vague but smug when someone asks about you

-He likes to see people’s reactions to you

-You’re like his party trick; he’s like ✨tada!✨*jazz hands to your wings*

-It gets old, but not to him

-He rides on an eagle and you fly next to them

-He refuses to let you fly him anywhere unless absolutely necessary

-But will be a backseat driver even though there is nothing to backseat drive about

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I love a winged reader and I have my own little oc in my head that I regularly have in this scenario. I’m a sucker for winged characters ngl. I don’t really know the Valkyrie so idk how accurate this will be to them

Also I may update this at some point cuz I don’t think I did a good job with it especially considering how much I think about this just in my own time; so sorry

[allisonbaelfire]

Amethyst. - Prologue

Following the attack on the USJ, the public scrutiny intensifies towards the heroes, with particular focus on the youngest pro-hero and daughter of Endeavor. Despite nearly two years of hero work, she shall be attending the UA and will undergo official hero training. However, she quickly discovers that being a hero was easier than navigating the complexities of a normal teenage life, especially when she finds herself falling for a stubborn, loud, and hot-headed blonde classmate while getting hated by her younger brother. 💠 Bakugo x Pro-Hero! Reader 💠 Reader is part of the Todoroki Family 💠 I don’t own any of the Art! 💠 Characters and MHA belong to Horikoshi 💠 Storyline belongs to me 💠 I follow the Manga/Anime - Spoiler warning!

A chilly breeze brushed past me, sending a shiver down my spine. A voice broke the silence from behind.

“Why are you watching this, PD?”

I didn’t need to turn around to recognize the voice. There was something unusual in his tone—normally full of humor and confidence, now quieter and calm.

Inhaling the cool evening air deeply, I kept my eyes on the colossal screen in the heart of the city. It had been broadcasting the same footage for hours: the attack on the USJ, the failure of the Pro-Heroes to respond in time.

The villains had targeted the USJ, and the heroes hadn’t made it there fast enough. Some students were injured, including my younger brother. I couldn’t shake the feeling that it was my fault. I had been on patrol, handling public relations for Endeavor, when my brother was fighting for his life.

I glanced briefly at the oversized chicken sitting next to me before returning my gaze to the screen, forcing a faint grin.

“PD, what does it stand for now?” I asked.

Hawks—Pro-Hero No. 3—sat beside me, uncharacteristically quiet but still carrying that familiar cocky smirk. He liked to taunt, tease, and give me nicknames that stuck.

“Isn’t it obvious, my purple dove?” he replied, his smile widening.

I rolled my eyes. Hawks never failed to amuse himself, even when he probably shouldn’t. “You know it’s not your fault,” he added, his voice turning serious. “I wasn’t there either.”

“You probably had some secret mission, right?” I shot back, my sarcasm cutting through the tension. “I was just doing patrol because No. 2 is too good for public relations. How am I ever going to surpass All Might if I can’t even protect Shoto?”

Hawks knew the weight of my words. He wasn’t much older than me, and he’d become a hero young, just like I had. He understood my frustrations better than most, which was probably why he had taken me under his wing. Hawks had taught me more than just combat—he had helped me stay grounded, helped me avoid becoming what my father wanted me to be. Over time, he’d become not just a mentor, but my closest friend.

“You’ll surpass All Might,” Hawks said, giving me a light pat on the shoulder. “But first, you need to go to school. You know, have a normal life.”

The news continued in the background, announcing that every Pro-Hero would now be required to attend an official hero school to be recognized and authorized. I stared at the screen, the words sinking in. That made my two years of public hero service effectively worthless. I’d never attended a hero school—I had earned my license by stopping a villain attack on my own, using my ice flames to protect my identity, ice that resembled my father’s flame mask.

Endeavor had been quick to capitalize on that moment, pushing me into the spotlight to further his dream of surpassing All Might. Now, none of it mattered.

I sighed and playfully shoved Hawks off the roof. As expected, he didn’t even try to fly and just let himself fall.

“Damn it, Birdbrain,” I muttered a bit worried, watching my hands flicker with the steam of my quirk. Ice began to surge within me, but just before I could let it loose, Hawks flew up at an incredible speed, grabbing my hand.

“That wasn’t nice, Dove. Were you trying to save me or freeze me?” he teased, his eyes sparkling with amusement. He always knew how to push my buttons, especially when it came to my fear of heights.

“I’ll get you home now,” Hawks continued with a wink. “You don’t want to be late for your first day at UA.”

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I watched as he flew off into the night, his silhouette shrinking until it was nothing more than a speck in the dark sky. Turning toward my home, I noticed the lights were still on. A rare sight. I usually stayed out late, taking night patrols to avoid the awkward silences and strained conversations with my family.

“Is it true? You’ll join UA?”

Shoto’s monotone voice greeted me as soon as I stepped inside. He stood there, his face as unreadable as ever.

I nodded cautiously. “Just stay out of my way,” I said. “I won’t hold back for anyone—not even you.”

Shoto’s eyes flickered with frustration, but there was a determination behind them that I recognized all too well. He turned and walked away without another word, leaving an uncomfortable silence behind him. I watched him go, the memories of his bright smile and wide eyes surfacing for a brief moment before disappearing again.

Before I could get lost in my thoughts, I sensed another presence. My father.

Endeavor entered the room with his typical air of command. The tension in the air thickened immediately. He didn’t need to say anything for me to feel the weight of his expectations, the suffocating sense that I would never be enough unless I proved myself.

“You’ll be leaving the agency now,” he said. His voice wasn’t harsh, but it carried the kind of cold certainty I had grown to expect from him. “UA will teach you what you lack. It will make you stronger.”

I stood still, my eyes trained on the floor, refusing to meet his. My heart was pounding, though I tried to keep my voice steady.

“Stronger,” I echoed, my fists clenched at my sides. “Is that all that matters?”

There was a brief pause. He moved a step closer, and I could feel the intensity of his presence as though it was pushing down on me. “You know what matters. Becoming the best. Surpassing All Might.”

His words were like sharp needles, and even though I was used to them, they still hurt. I swallowed hard, trying to find something to say, but nothing came. The fear lingered in the pit of my stomach. Fear of failing him. Fear of him, even though I hated that I felt it.

“You and Shoto will surpass everyone. You’ll compete, push each other. That’s what it means to be my child,” he continued. His eyes, sharp and full of expectation, felt like they could pierce through me.

I bit my lip, holding back the words I wanted to scream at him. I could never say what I really felt—how much I hated this, how much I hated him. But I couldn’t stop my trembling hands from betraying me, couldn’t stop the anger that was threatening to rise to the surface.

But I didn’t speak. I just nodded, my throat too tight to respond properly. Then I turned away, walking past him without looking back.

__________

I went straight to my oldest Brother’s room. The familiar scent and quiet calm of the room hit me the moment I opened the door. I knelt down in front of his picture and lit the candle, staring at his face, the pain in my chest as raw as ever.

“I know I say this every day, but I really wish you were here.”

The words felt heavier than usual tonight. Toya had always understood me, in ways no one else could. He had believed in me, and because of him, I had believed in myself too. Now, his dream of surpassing All Might had become mine, not because I wanted it, but because I felt like I had to.

I couldn’t save him. I was too weak then, and even now, no matter how hard I trained, I still felt like that powerless child.

I blew out the candle and left Toya’s room, closing the door behind me. My own room felt colder than ever. I walked to the window, looking out at the moonlit garden, the shadows stretching across the grass.

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That’s when I saw it—a dark figure, barely more than a shadow. My heart jumped, and my quirk flared instinctively. My eyes glowed, ready to defend, but the figure vanished as quickly as it had appeared.

I stood there for a moment, scanning the garden, but the unease didn’t leave. The feeling of being watched stayed with me as I turned away and went to bed, though sleep didn’t come easily.

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[cosmicstarlatte]

Manhandling Them (Obey Me!)

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Look at you manhandling your favorite demon. Nice.

»Characters: Demon Bros

»Tags: Shitpost, Mildly Suggestive, Jealousy, Dom vibes I guess lol , GN Reader/MC

»Notes: I had my OC in mind for this since he's a big guy but this could work for anyone, bc hc in a hc, you're super strong in this world OKAY!?!?♡

Lucifer:

This old man never takes a fucking break. You find him working late into the night, fighting the sleep he very much needs. You tell him to go rest and continue the work tomorrow. He refuses of course because why would he ever take an order from you? "Oh? Nope! You're done for tonight. Up we go!" You say as you pull him out from his office chair and toss him over your shoulder.

What...what is happening?

[Fighting Status: Engaged]

Shifts into demon form and starts flailing around, yet it does nothing to you

"Put me down this instant!"

You just pat his wings down soothingly trying to calm him down

"Dont ruffle your feathers Luci, this is for your own good. Also if you continue like that, your brothers will come investigate."

He stopped flailing and looked torn: continue to fight or be seen in such a position? There's also the third option, your death

While he was thinking you continued to pat his wings and heard a small purr

winner winner chicken dinnerrrr what have we here!?

"Aw see I knew you'd like it! Alright off to bed!" You say carrying him to his room

"...Maybe I am a little tired...and this might not be the worst thing in the world." He said, absolutely defeated

Since then, it doesn't happen often, but he will let you carry him to bed if he's absolutely drained and no one else is around to see

[Taming the beast: Achieved]

Mammon:

"Mammon we need to go now or we will be late for dinner!" You yelled at him as he continued to bargain with the shopkeeper. He yelled back saying it would only be another minute...taking another 5 minutes. Enough is enough. You grab him and carry him out, bridal style.

One second he's talking to the shopkeeper, the next he's being lifted into the air

"AH! HEY!"

Shifts into demon form and notices it's you and not some stranger

Shifts back into his human form

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"W-what is this!? P-put me down!" He said as he wrapped his arms tighter around your neck

"Mm, maybe if you kiss me on the cheek?"

"ARE YOU CRAZY!? THE GREAT MAMMON OBEYS NO ONE!"

He continued to complain but did absolutely nothing to try to get out of your arms

He let out an annoyed huff when you guys got home...you were sure it was because he didn't want to come down

Now, he occasionally takes long at places so you could carry him...it's obvious when he keeps looking back to check if you'll get him

You caught on of course, but hey, he's your little tsundere demon

Levi:

"I'm not going to RAD today!" He yelled from his room. The hell he is, you kicked his door down and he screamed. You roughly pulled him from his tub and tossed him over your shoulder like a sack of potatoes, heading towards his closet.

"WWWWHAAAAAATISGOINGONNNN!?"

[Levi demon thrasher mode activated]

He was so confused and turned on by the sudden morning events

"Hey, hey! LEVI, stop it!"

He complied immediately and stopped struggling, you pat him gently while he still tried to understand what made you come in there so rough today

"That's a good demon!"

His tail swished around excitedly at your praise...this morning was something he never expected in his wildest dreams

Subby boy is subby™️

"Oh you like this a lot don't you? I guess I'll come get you more often."

"W-will this be an everyday thing!?" say yes say yes say yes say-

After that day, he still hesitated to ask for piggyback rides or anything else but you know the look and happily scoop him up every time

Please toss him around more, he loves it

Especially when you're rough

Satan:

Lucifer and Satan fighting was nothing new, but you just didn't have the energy to hear them today. So what better way than to just take one of them from the other? "Come here kitty!" You say, wrapping your arms around Satan and pulling him up against your body, carrying him to the manor library. 

He shifted into demon form in an instant

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?!? LET ME DOWN!"

He wasn't sure how your grip was so strong as he continued to try to pull away from you

And he also didn't understand why it felt so good to be carried by you

You patted him and told him to let the anger go and just enjoy the rest of the night with you

He stopped struggling but felt conflicted by what he was feeling especially since Lucifer looked so pleased when you two left

But this does feel good...and you chose him to hang out with

"Tch."

"Fine I'll put you down and-"

"No. You brought this upon yourself. Now continue to the library." He held on tighter

You smirked and he opened his mouth to argue but huffed instead

He was...actually impressed by your boldness and wouldn't mind being manhandled like that again

Just not when he's fighting with Lucifer please

Asmo:

Everyday his fans crowded him and 80% of the time, it was okay with you. Today though you just really wanted to go home quickly with him but his fans intercepted. Yeah no, you just weren't having it today. "Sorry guys we have to go home now." You say and tug on Asmo's hand. "Mm I don't know, it shouldn't take too long-" he starts. You raise an eyebrow at Asmo and end up tossing the Avatar of Lust over your shoulder, jogging away from the gawking crowd.

What just happened?

He squeals excitedly

"Oh I like this!♡"

He was surprised by your sudden action as you've never carried him before

Especially something so...possessive? In front of other RAD students!?

He was gushing

"Should I expect this more often!?"

"Yeah, probably. I should've done this a while ago." You admitted

Devildom Pictures Presents: Asmo, the Avatar of Blushing

He made himself comfortable and chatted with you while on the way home

The two of you ignored the looks of others but photos were definitely taken and posted to gossip sites

After that day he loved asking for piggyback rides and being carried around, he let you know how much he loved it every time

Beel:

Lucifer entrusted you to guard the fridge from Beel and so you did. "Sorry, Beel!" You tell the gluttonous beast. "Eh? I'm hungry now...I just want a little food..." He tried to walk around you to reach the fridge and that's when you scoop him up flawlessly, bridal style. You carried him away from the kitchen.

???

He did not foresee this ever happening

He could only blankly stare at you as you carried him further and further away from the kitchen

He actually really liked it but was worried about his weight

"You should put me down. You might get hurt."

"Did you not see how easily I scooped you up? This is nothing."

Beel smiled and went with it, completely forgetting about the fridge

"Can we do this more often?"

"Was already planning on it big guy!"

His heart flipped! After all, no one, even in the celestial realm, ever held him like this

And the fact that it was you, made it a million times better

The two of you settled on the couch while he stayed in your lap and cuddled with you until dinner time

(1) New Text from Lucifer : You did well. I'm counting on you for next time.

Belphie:

"You can't make me move!" Belphie muttered half asleep. He had a habit of falling asleep in weird places around the house and for some reason he chose the front of your bedroom door. You nudged him with your foot and he went back to snoozing on his cow print pillow. Okay, bet. You leaned over him and swiftly picked him up, wrapping his legs around your waist and holding him securely. You finally entered your room.

???

"You're not Beel!?" He said bewildered (and slightly embarrassed) by the sudden realization

"No I'm not and you were blocking my door."

"This feels nice from you. I could get use to this." He murmured happily at the sudden closeness

You roughly toss him onto your bed and he complained about demon abuse and rights

"Ugh! More gently next time!?"

He was still impressed by your use of force, you always surprised him which is why you're his favorite human

Was happy you decided to take a quick nap with him but upset you kicked him out after

"Hmph. You haven't seen the last of me!"

And it was true, he made it more of a habit to sleep in front of your door so you'd carry him inside, sometimes he got you to cuddle with him

He freely asks for piggyback rides if he's particularly drained

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[mj-iza-writer]

Warning: Forced self cannibalism and cannibalism. Wing mutilation and amputation.

Fresh blood trickled down Whumpee's back as they leaned weakly against a wall.

Moving hurt too much, even breathing felt like they were tearing their back apart more.

Their wings were the only thing Whumpee could think about.

The muscles that worked the wings sent shock waves of pain through Whumpee's back.

"It's like they're crying. They feel empty", Whumpee's breath hitched.

Their feathers scattered the floor around them. They had lost quite a few because of stress.... and nervous preening.

They shook as they reached for one of the feathers. Tears flooded their eyes as they cuddled it close.

Whumper carried a plate in and set it down by Whumpee.

"I thought you'd be hungry after losing that much blood", Whumper smirked, "just some leftovers from my dinner."

Whumpee side glanced the plate, "I'm not interested."

"Oh, come on, they taste really good", Whumper chuckled, "I didn't do anything to them. Those are from my plate. They're fresh to. You need something to eat to regain your strength."

Whumpee cautiously reached for the plate and grabbed a small piece of meat.

"Is this chicken?", Whumpee smelt it before taking a bite.

"Well, kind of", Whumper smirked, "it is wings from a bird like creature."

Whumpee stopped mid chew, "what?", they squealed.

"Your wings are delicious, aren't they?", Whumper laughed.

"I'm going to throw up", Whumpee threw the food away from them and leaned forward to puke.

The movements caused their back to tear open the scab that formed on their back. More blood oozed down.

"Why? Why did you cut them off?", Whumpee yelled.

"I was tired of trimming your feathers, and you fighting me. Plus I was hungry", Whumper picked up the plate, "you eat these or I force feed you. Your choice, my hard work making these won't go to waste."

Whumpee looked at the plate, "I can't eat my own wings. Please, don't make me."

"You didn't even take care of them. Look at all the feathers everywhere. You pulled them off yourself", Whumper yelled, "eat."

"You did this. You did all of this", Whumpee yelled back.

Whumper slapped Whumpee before picking up another piece of the meat and forcing Whumpee's mouth open.

Whumpee sobbed as they were forced to eat their own body.

Blood loss was getting to Whumpee. They thought they saw Caretaker opening the door and running to them.

Everything was blurry.

What was being said? Everything sounded like echoes.

"Who's there?", Whumpee jumped suddenly, "please no more, I'll be good. Don't touch me."

"It's Caretaker. Shh, it's Caretaker", someone held down Whumpee's hands, "don't fight. We are here to save you."

"Car-Caretaker?", Whumpee whispered, "Caretaker... you're here for me?"

"Yes, you are safe now", Caretaker stopped and rubbed Whumpee's head to comfort them.

"M-my wings, they cut off my wings", Whumpee cried and tried to bury their head in Caretaker's body, "they cut them and ate them. They forced me to eat them."

Caretaker sat on the ground to comfort Whumpee. They saw some pieces of bone that had been tossed away. Feathers were everywhere... Whumpee's feathers.

"I'm sorry Whumpee. I am truly sorry", Caretaker frowned as their friend shook, "I wish I could have found you sooner."

Emergency responders worked around them.

"Where is Whumper?", Whumpee looked up fearfully.

"They are being arrested", Caretaker soothed, "you are safe now. I finally found you."

"Could you grab some of my feathers so I can keep them", Whumpee asked as they were loaded onto a gurney.

"Of course I can do that", Caretaker comforted, "these nice people are taking you to the hospital. I will be there soon to help you okay."

"Okay", Whumpee nodded, "please don't forget me."

"I won't Whumpee. I promise."

Caretaker gathered several feathers of different sizes and color patterns.

They were shown the leftovers of Whumpee's wings.

"This is a nightmare", Caretaker sighed as they patted the wings gently, "this person is sick minded. They will pay for this."

Caretaker quietly watched Whumpee sleep.

They had had a busy few hours as the doctors had to carefully take care of Whumpee. Anything done wrong to the avian's back could be disastrous, especially if the wings were able to grow back.

Whumpee winced as their eyes opened.

Their eyes darted around the room. Their field of view was limited due to not wanting to move.

"Caretaker?", Whumpee whispered.

"I'm right here", Caretaker quickly knelt beside them, "right here."

"What's going on?", Whumpee frowned.

"You just got out of surgery, you were under for a few hours. You are resting now", Caretaker knelt beside them, "do you have any pain?"

"Not right now", Whumpee frowned, "is it bad?"

"It's not great", Caretaker sighed, "but the doctor believes if your wings do grow back, you shouldn't have any problems."

"Even if they grow back, it will be years before I have them the way they were", Whumpee felt a tear form in their eye, "do you think they'll grow back?", Whumpee whispered.

"Honestly, I'm not sure. An avian having their wings cut at the base doesn't normally happen", Caretaker sighed, "whatever happens I will help you get through or try my best to help."

Caretaker looked down, "I am so sorry I didn't get to you sooner. You were so hard to find and I know that isn't a good excuse. I'm sorry."

Whumpee weakly held out their hand to Caretaker.

Caretaker gently held it.

"You tried your hardest. I appreciate you saving me", Whumpee smiled weakly.

"Here is, uh", Caretaker quickly wiped a tear away, "your feathers you requested, I hope the ones I grabbed are okay."

"Thankyou", Whumpee reached for a feather.

"The leftover parts of your wings and the rest of your feathers are being taken care of by the Avian Society. I didn't know what was best for your wings and feathers, I hope it's okay I trusted them to the leaders", Caretaker sighed.

"That's okay, they will probably destroy them", Whumpee frowned, "I'll receive the cremated remains."

"Are you okay with that?", Caretaker made a concerned look.

"That's normal, because of what we are, most of our bodies are cremated.... unless it's an honored person. Some avians believe those people are gods and follow them", Whumpee sadly rubbed their feather across their face, "we don't want the bodies of our people to be dug up and studied in years to come."

Caretaker nodded, "I guess that makes sense", Caretaker glanced at Whumpee's back, "you should get some more rest."

"I feel like I've been hit by a bus... do you think I can eat yet? My last meal was my wings, and I don't want that to be the only thing in my stomach."

"Let me ask your nurse, and I'll go get you something if they allow it", Caretaker stood.

Caretaker came back into Whumpee's room, but was startled to see a few winged people in Whumpee's room. They figured it was part of the Avain Council.

They all glanced at Caretaker.

"Sorry, I'll come back when you are...", Caretaker knew they weren't exactly welcomed, they put up with Caretaker because of Whumpee.

"Wait, you are Caretaker right. You saved Whumpee?", someone stepped closer.

"Y-yes sir, I was able to find them. I wish I could have found them sooner though", Caretaker frowned as they looked at Whumpee.

"Please come in, you're a hero for saving them. Please eat", another invited.

"Oh this is for Whumpee, they were hungry", Caretaker started to walk to the bed.

"Ah yes, thankyou for feeding them", they stepped back to allow room for Caretaker.

Caretaker knelt beside the bed, after a second of Whumpee struggling Caretaker started to help them eat.

"Thankyou", Whumpee smiled after swallowing a mouthful.

"You're welcome Whumpee. I'd do anything for you", Caretaker smiled.

"The council will leave now and allow you to eat and rest. Please let us know if you need anything. We will happily provide you with anything you need", they started to leave, "we will also return the remains of your wings to you when you return to your home."

Whumpee nodded, "thankyou for visiting me."

Caretaker sighed as they got up and sat down.

"I hope that was okay. I wasn't exactly sure what to say to them", Caretaker frowned, "I get nervous around them."

"You did good, I think they will be showing you a lot more respect after this", Whumpee smiled weakly, "I wish I had my wings to cover me up, I'm a little chilly."

"Though your wings are softer, I hope this will suffice", Caretaker pulled up a blanket and covered Whumpee.

"Yes thankyou, and thank...you", Whumpee yawned, "for the food."

"Your welcome Whumpee, get some rest. I won't leave you", Caretaker smiled as Whumpee's eyes slowly closed, "I promise."

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[glyhpsrfvckincol]

Hayo! I saw your requests were open and I was wondering if you could do hunter with a s/o that has bird wings.

da B I R B >:)

Wings || Hunter Noceda

Synopsis - Hunter Noceda, being absolutely obsessed infatuated with your wings.

Warnings - Hunter being a brat.

Requests are opened; headcanons only

↳ Mother fucker is obsessed with the function and mobility of your wings.

↳ Not to mention, the softness of your feathers.

↳ He once asked if you could dye part of your feathers red. Doesn’t matter if it was before or after Flapjack-

↳ Warp him up in your feathers, he will fall asleep.

↳ Just pull into a hug and warp your wings around him. This man will nap.

↳ Honestly prefers your wings over any blanket.

↳ If you have wings cause you’re a Harpy, mans is down on his knees.

↳ Partly because Hunter is terrified of Harpy’s. Harpy Eda scares him a lot. Mostly because “Oh my Titan! Imagine how much power and mobility you’d have in a fight! What if-“

↳ He’s excited.

↳ If you can use your feathers like actual bladed weapons, something similar to Hawks I suppose, he’d be curious as to how they cut through anything.

↳ “But they’re soft, they wrap around me and it feels like I’m lying on clouds. How do they cut through other weapons?-“

↳ Something I know happens, is if you ever take Hunter for a flight, you’d have to hold him bridal style. He acts terrified of being on your back, claiming he’d fall because of your speed and height.

↳ He probs would, but he’s really saying that so he can have another reason for you to carry him.

↳ Hunter once fell cause he was being a brat. After that, he’d cling to you in fear. He was never a brat when flying again.

↳ If Luz or Amity are bullying him, he’ll go over to you and wrap your wing around himself, while he climbs into your lap.

↳ Hunter has a feather of yours on a string that sits around his neck. He holds it when he gets nervous or shy, or he’s thinking of you while smiling and blushing cause someone brought you up in a conversation-

↳ Hunter loves watching you fight with your wings, though he still worries you might get hurt.

↳ He thinks that even though you’ve been fighting before you even met him, it’d still be his fault if you got hurt cause he promised to protect you, especially against Belos.

↳ He questions if you eat chicken. Yes, another Hawks related thing-

↳ If you don’t eat chicken because it feels weird, he’d also never eat chicken or bird related anything again.

↳ Hunter loves to cuddle with you and Flapjack. He’s also thankful you two get along great.

↳ You and Flap made a pack to pull on his noodle hair strand. You do it gently on course, but you tug enough to get his attention.

↳ Actin’ like you don’t already got that shit-

↳ Hunter definitely brags about you to Luz, Amity, Gus, Willow, Vee, and Flapjack.

↳ “My partner is cooler!” “Wow, you all need a Palisman to fly. My partner doesn’t even need one, she has super cool wings.” “My partner can fly better and faster than any of us. I don’t see why you’re all trying to compete.”

↳ It all ends when Mama Camila comes in and tells him to stop bullying his friends.

↳ Naturally, he agrees, and even apologises.

↳ Then when Mama Camila leaves, he grins and sticks his tongue out at all of them.

↳ Just smack him upside the head, he’ll listen then.<3

↳ All I can say is this boy loves your wings, any colour, any size, any added abilities, anything!

[vesuvianhermitcrabs]

Could I request a hc for an Mc with wings?

The Arcana M6 When MC Has Wings

Sorry this took me SO DAMN LONG to write <33 Also for the hc I kind of just assumed they were the generic bird wings

Nadia

thinks you're like an angel. to her, you have the same allure as a romanticism art piece

tends to find herself reaching out to stroke one of your wings when nervous or put in a troubling position

runs her hands through the feathers and gently removes any debris or loose plumage

will get a pretty garment commissioned to adorn them

speaking of garments, you are going to receive so many backless clothes (blouses, suits, dresses, vests, coats, etc.)

the wings make it a little difficult to spoon though (she is subjected to eternally being the snuggled instead of the snuggler. as long as it's you, she supposes)

Asra

it was a nightmare trying to help you renavigate living with huge bird wings

it was hard enough teaching you to be a human being again. teaching you to not whack things off shelves with your wings when you live in a tiny space and literal flying? forget it

they still managed to persevere because they love and care about you

he is the expert in human feather care because of how long he looked after you, your plumage is almost always soft and shiny

he loves the sound of your feathers rustling, it's a sign that you're present and with him

if you'll let them, they'll paint and thread tinsel through your wings. one of their favourite ways to spend the evening is turning you into a walking piece of art

snuggles you to no end, he lives for soft bird wing hugs

buys you baubles and such to hang on your wings while he's travelling

you're so whimsical creechur it literally explodes him

Julian

he is excruciatingly torn

on one hand, your anatomy is fascinating and he wants to sketch and feel and explore every inch of your wings (from a scientific point of view, of course....)

on the other hand he is a hopeless romantic wimp and he will inevitably get lost in the romance of having a winged partner

"oh, MC, sweep me off my feet and fly me away–"

he's only half joking but if you actually did do that he would probably cling to you like a fridge magnet in fear

randomly asks you the most unhinged bird related questions imaginable (eg. "if you had a child would it hatch out of an egg?")

Muriel

when he first met you he still didn't trust you

...but you reminded him of the chickens and he was defrosting quicker than he would have liked to

you noticed he always avoided touching your wings though

birds' wings are small and delicate, and you also seemed small and delicate to him so does that mean you're (small+delicate)²? he was freaking out a little

you'll need to reassure him

when he reaches a certain point of comfortability with you, he sometimes runs his hands through the feathers (he is so gentle)

if you want, you can wrap your wings around him randomly just to watch him malfunction

not sure if he should be giving eggs to you

Portia

she used to feel really unspecial next to you. you're magic, you're beautiful/handsome, and you have wings? this is ridiculous

nowadays she feels special because she has you and she knows she's one of a kind (self-love woo)

however she still wants you to fly her around vesuvia

unlike Julian she actually doesn't shit herself when you actually do fly around carrying her

she's small enough so that you can completely envelop her in your wings and she adores it

helps you with wing care and wash days if you ever need it, buys literal gallons of bird safe soaps for you

Lucio

alright what the shit

he wants wings?? is the wing distribution system broken or something????? where did they come from?????????

for him, the appeal of wings mainly comes from the fact they look cool. he's not overly keen on the whole flying or general upkeep aspect of being a winghaver

having a partner with wings works too, he supposes

morga said something about them "being too heavy if you needed to be agile while fighting", but you think she approves?? (she likes birds)

"mc... I hope this isn't too personal, but was one of your parents a bird?" (he doesn't actually care if it's too personal he still expects an answer)

[braveseeker3]

Aerialbot Headcanons

Silverbolt

Tired Dad vibes

Second most introverted after Skydive

He can carry his brothers on his wings while flying. Not all of them at the same time, though

Doesn't get acrophobic in space

Worrier by nature

Has a lightning outlier ability

Air Raid

Closest equivalent to Team Medic

He's very ADHD

Definitely the most extroverted

Can, has, and will play mid-air chicken with Ramjet

Gets mistaken for a Seeker (usually Skywarp) in fights a lot. Has lots more faction badges on his alt mode than the rest of his brothers to try and avoid him being shot down by friendlies

Skydive

Plays strategy games with Prowl

Nerd for military aviation history. And just. . . aviation history in general

Quietest of them all, and soft spoken

Definitely the guy you hang out with if you just want to read something or do some other quiet activity with company

Birdwatcher

Really into RC planes

Knowledge Sponge

Fireflight

Very perceptive - often acts as a spotter for snipers

Loves and collects shiny things, usually rocks. Has a sizable collection of agates and geodes in particular

Picks up on others' emotions very easily, and is a good judge of character

Also very ADHD

Goes birdwatching with Skydive a lot

Slingshot

Silverbolt's most common passenger, due to his alt mode being the slowest and having the shortest range

Team Sniper

Uses the agility of his alt mode to access vantage points like the roofs of skyscrapers

First one to defend his brothers (Air Raid is the second)

Holds grudges

Superion

Very protective of Optimus

Since he doesn't combine a whole lot outside of active combat the Autobots don't know him very well. But the Aerialbots usually say he's short-tempered, and protective if someone asks

Y'know how Sideswipe and Sunstreaker are described as front liners in fanfics a lot of times? Superion is that

Once picked up Starscream and threw him like a baseball

Can use Silverbolt's outlier ability. Fortunately, the limbbots are protected from being electrocuted by it regardless of them being combined or not

[mxmorbidmidnight]

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I am here to offer thee an offer!!! One that thou shalt not decline!!! For the small price of three chicken legs I, the great and all powerful gooses will offer thee the following services.

• I will bake thee bread, I will knead it with my feathery wings and bake it for 20-25 minutes until it is golden brown

• I will stop eating the souls of thine shoes

• I will hold thy hand while thou makest phonecalls.

• I will call thee “dear” and pat thee on the head.

• I will fight people on the internet for thee and honk at them and call them a silly goose but in a bad way!!!

• I will disturb the peace and slightly reduce the livability of thine transphobic parents local area.

• I can type at a computer and use the Microsoft word.

• I do happen to be an exceptional wedding planner. I only do Florida and greenday themed weddings.

• I can carry axe body spray for thee at all times.

• I will remind thee that thou art loved. There there. Goose is here (honk honk)

[dyslexicandakeyboard]

How I think the batfam would act in a horror movie senario

Bruce would let the demon possess him. Bruce reasons (and repressed masochistic tendencies) tell him that he is the most shelf-stable of the family and thus he would survive both the stress of possession and the subsequent violent acts that would take place on his body.

Duke would just leave. Just hightail out of there when the Naturom Demonto was on the table. He knows what happens to people like him in these types of situation. Plus it's wrapped in human flesh, bad juju all around.

Dick would fight (and survive). He would figure out how to defeat the demon and send it back to hell. Dick would also say something like "ahAHAHah It's gonna get ME--Fuck yes! Gottem! I'm like Ash but much cooler."

Damian would try to tame the demon. He would leave trails of raw chicken wings to get the demon alone and trap them. Damian wants a new pet and the demon is everything he wants: Feisty, Invincible, and Loves Latin.

Cassandra would join forces with Dick to get rid of the demon but she would untimely get possessed BUT she's benevolent. Demonic!Cass personally enjoys playing pranks on Damian and Stephanie is under her protection.

Stephanie would join forces with Cass and is able to communicate with other demonic entities. Steph convinces a few to haunt the Kardashians for a new funny season.

Babs would not be there. She questioned why a family vacation to the middle of nowhere to say in a decrepit cabin was a good idea in the first place and reminded everyone that she is in fact not related to the Wayne family is anyway so she is under no obligation to go. When they come back, Babs tells them "I told you so".

Jason would be praying holding his rosary blessed by the pope regretting not going to Confession that week. Jason would carry holy water and so he would make a bath of holy water and just sit there.

Tim wouldn't believe in demons or the like. He would have found the Naturom Demonto, said that's cool, brought it in the cabin, read it, uttered the every single last incantation despite everyone telling him to not to and unleashed evil on them. On the drive home, everyone yells at him.

[yellowelectroslime]

Hi! hope your day is going well! For the letter game, could i ask for Sunday with D and F? I love himmm he seems like he'd have the sweetest giggles

[notes: (i got a bit carried away) I think so too! I hope chicken man will become playable one day... I'm scared what might happen to him in the 2.3 quest .·°՞(≧□≦)՞°·. ... tickle ask game here]

D: Death Spot | What is their most ticklish spot?

I definitely think the wings on his ears and neck are bad spots! I think that just gently rubbing his wings will cause him to immediately break his stoic act and start giggling like crazy. I also think his ribs are also really ticklish. Someone mentioned that he has wings that are just wrapped around his torso, I think one of the reasons why he does this is because he's really ticklish there too and Robin used to always sneak up on him as a child to tickle him there, so then it became a habit to guard his torso with his wings. I don't think his wings can be tickled normally by scratching on them, the only way to tickle them is by using a brush or just rubbing them would be a killer for him.

F: Fight | What is their behavior in a tickle fight like?

He tries to brush the idea off like it was 'dumb' and just stand in the corner crossing his arms trying to ignore everyone. (I think his wings will twitch like crazy if he's nervous or excited) In the rare case someone manages to tickle him (cough cough robin), I think he would try his hardest to not give in for as long as he can, like he would be puffing his cheeks out trying not to laugh with his wings? ears? are flapping like crazy trying to cover his face. Obviously, it doesn't work and he ends up giggling sweetly, to which he immediately looses the tickle fight.

But is he was a ler (which is like 90% of the time), he would be very VERY mean. I think he would use a toned-down version of his harmony powers to control his lee and make them stop running. And while his lee is on the ground unable to move properly, he would slowly walk towards their direction and just kill them with anticipation. He's the type of tickle monster that everyone's scared of.

[tickle ask game: OPEN]