#'so i did a bunch of research on it but since i'm too awkward to ask around if you were there personally please talk to me!'

[hua-fei-hua]

through a series of Wacky Hijinks(tm), i ended up on a livejournal post where someone basically details LiveJournal Social Etiquette (holy grail. to me), and it's actually really interesting to see just how much the concept of tumblr as like, a communal social space, and our modern ideas of "mutual"-hood, and just like, the deeply community-oriented netview (worldview but regarding the internet) of this website seems to echo the environment of lj in its heyday.

like, i've been doing research abt lj out of personal curiosity for quite a while now (if any of you were there, gandalf, pls tell me abt it), and at first it just seemed like such a foreign concept to me. what were the social rules? how did people congregate? how did they form, like, their webs?

but the more i uncover via (not-asking-people-directly-because-if-i-initiate-social-interaction-i-will-wither-into-a-prune) general internet spelunking, the more i've come to realize that like many aspects of humanity, the more things change, the more they will also remain the same. and i just think that's so terribly endearing

[googleitlol]

Two questions! Well, one’s more like a prompt/scenario, but I’m still saying it!

Do you have any plans on getting back to your “The Memory of You” fanfic in the future? Because I’m a certified Macaque wimp (right there with Wukong) and I’m dying to know everything that happened between him and Lian!😭

And second:

I just got myself Black Myth Wukong brainrot and I randomly thought of a situation where Dove would wake up from a nightmare about Wukong’s death, and she instinctively places a hand over the Destined One’s heart to hear it beating because of his resemblance and everything. And the Destined One just helps hold her hand to his chest and resting his own hand over hers until she calms down🥲💘💞

1) Omg tbh I didn't realise ppl were still reading that one! I'm focusing on PoM rn so I don't think I'll be getting to it anytime soon unfortunately. I do wanna continue it tho, and rewrite some stuff too! My google doc is so big for TMoY that if you wanted, I could totally answer some asks about it. Since I'm focusing on Dove and Wukong rn, I wouldn't mind sharing some secrets about Lian and Macaque's past (I will yap so much abt them, I love Lian she's my sweetheart).

I also took a break from writing that fic because, uhhhhh… I had only seen part of season 4 when I started writing the backstory for Lian, did some research into chinese mythology and legends I could pull from… then after posting a bunch of chapters, I watched the rest and realised I accidentally made her backstory/creation extremely similar to someone else (if you're caught up on the show, you'll know who I'm talking about). They both involve, uh… similar people?? So I got spooked and decided to wait a bit to see if that character's backstory would be like what I'd written for Lian and… it's starts out very similar 💀

But honestly, I think I'm gonna keep it the same cuz I love Lian, and I love the story I've made for her and Macaque. So if you've got any questions abt them, I'd be happy to answer until I shift my focus back onto TMoY.

2) Oh, and… my god. I love this idea of yours. That dream. Hoo boy, that dream. I love it when people understand the sort of angst I wanna put Dove under. Running to her love, knowing what's about to happen but too far to stop it. Maybe if he saw her, if he knew she was coming, maybe he'd still be there. But no matter how much her throat scratches as she screams, no sound is made. No matter how fast she runs, how far she pushes herself, nothing changes.

The Destined One frowns, he's seen her like this on so many nights. There's something that's plaguing her… he just doesn't know what. She shuts him down at any and all moments he has to inquire about her night-terrors. Still, he's found a subtle way to help in the best way he can. After one night where she reached out for him and he let her hand press against his chest, he noticed how she calmed a bit.

That becomes their nightly ritual. Whenever he notices how she starts to mumble in her sleep, shout and cry, he'll cuddle up next to her and hold her in his arms. He'll keep her head pressed against his chest so she can hear his heart– that always calms her down. As long as she has something, her hand or even an ear pressed to his heart, she'll calm down. Maybe the first few nights he started doing this, she'd cuddle up to him a bit. He'd be awkward about it at first, but eventually grow used to it. After a while, he'd find that he actually really enjoys spending those nights with Dove in his arms.

[linksconnected]

THE REFERENCE IS HERE BOYS (after 6 months, literally)

So, going from left to right, Green, Red, Blue, Vio. Nicknames to be decided.

You'll never see so much detail on Blue's tunic btw, no way I'm drawing that again

Rambling under the cut

Okay so, after the adventure the four Links split up (less literally) and went to find what they actually wanted to do for the rest of their lives. Green ended up pursuing his job as a knight, and has been the one to stay the closest to Zelda, often coming over for "sleepovers" (just sleeping over in the castle) he's gotten quite good with a sword, tho that means he's lost other abilities with other weapons. He is dangerous with a bow in his hands, and will kill someone on his side by accident. He's gotten a copy of the four sword, as to not break the original. It doesn't feel as good as the original, but it's all he's got.

Blue decided to keep traveling, having gained a liking to it during their adventure. He's a little like a missionary (I think that's what it's called?) making a living by killing monsters and animals for money. He refuses to kill people, drawing his line there. If they want someone gone, they can contact the knights of Hyrule.

He's gotten quite good at a bunch of weapons! His favorite at the moment being a spear, which he also uses as a walking stick when going long distances (which is always) it's a nice job, keeps him from having to interact with too many people, even if he's like to, he's never been good at it.. too quick to anger, it seemed

Red and magic cannot live without each other. They've learned how to cook and bake, but they've learned in.. untraditional ways. It's only been a year since they've stopped burning their hands every time they tried making bread. But they're quite skilled once they figure out the fire part! Blue often takes some of their food when passing by their house, and at this point Red's cooking is the only healthy thing Vio remembers to eat, so it's working out!

Red is loved by basically everyone in the town, and after getting money to buy a house and start cooking, they've quickly learned that people would just- trade them supplies! A pie for fresh vegetables, or some soup for new clothes. They've found it to be less stressful than working for money

they don't live together anymore, tho Blue doesn't have a stable house, and therefore has his own room in Red's house, which is mostly empty almost all of the time.

Vio had spent months researching how to bring Shadow back, and after resurrecting them through...not so legal methods, the gremlin is back! They live with Vio, and often visit Zelda to play ye olde monopoly. They're still a bit of an ass, but everyone is trying to fix that, it ain't working. They don't mind behind an asshole! They found a cat yesterday, vioooo can they keep it??? Vio's spent some time at school, wanting to learn more than they already did, now that they've finished, they find most of their info in books, being a regular at the library. They're still closed off, but make some effort to try and smile at people, it looks.. awkward, but they're trying. They desperately need sunlight. Shadow goes more outside than them! Apart from going to the library, Vio doesn't leave the house much, Blue or Shadow have to physically drag them out for them to go anywhere else. Which did result in Red calling them a vampire. Shadow has clearly affected their personality, but it's shown more when they're with it, since they're a lot more open, all smirks and snarky comments, it's a side not a lot of people like, but that's shown often (since Shadow's always clinging to them)

Shadow has changed quite a bit since their original journey, and has learned about food, commonly stealing Red's freshly baked goods. They don't have a sweet tooth, instead opting for sour things, like lemons (heh) or any sour candy the nice grandma living near will give them. Vio is actually the one with the sweet tooth, often seen eating chocolate or Red's cupcakes. They've shared their love of cheesecakes with Shadow once and now it's the only thing the imp will buy them.. take a break gods, pomegranates are also pricey but appreciated

Vio: 5`4

[valkerymillenia]

Finally had the appointment with the psychiatric specialist. Had to get up at 6am and go to a whole other city but I got it.

He was a guy (not the actual doctor I was supposed to see because she's on medical sabbatical). And he was nice but I am awkward with strangers and there were some things... Look, I just hate medical gender bias and there was a little here.

But most of all, there was... Some ableism?

Don't get me wrong, he was good and proper and did his job, he was also nice (and very young), but I was there for an ADHD and autism screening so I could have an official documented diagnosis and, well, there was quite a bit of gender bias about these disorders... And a significant amount of unconscious ableism too.

I'm already being treated for these things but my current doctors (psychiatrist, psychologist, and GP) don't have expertise in this area because these disorders aren't usually diagnosed in adulthood and that is their field, and this guy is the "expert" so we need his stamp on the matter just to dot the i's.

Turns out we didn't have enough time for all the tests because someone messed up and scheduled this as a follow-up appointment instead of an assessment but we made do. Here's my problem though: he only wanted to focus on the ADHD.

Also, he ignored a lot of details I was trying to put on the table but I might be reading too much into this.

According to him, yes, I definitely have ADHD and it's good that I'm already testing the medication for it but he wants to see what else he can do and if he can fix the side effects, but we didn't really have enough time for a full evaluation so he sent me home with a bunch of written tests to take so he can check them next month and have a more concise idea of my issues.

He also cut some of the older medication I had that is now obsolete with the new stuff.

I'm fine with all that. Grateful even.

But I wanted to talk about the autism diagnosis, I've been trying to approach this with doctors for years, I've desperate to be heard ever since I learned just how strongly the symptoms applied to me every since I was born, I'm been desperate ever since I discovered the gender bias in diagnosing females, I did so much research and talked to other autistic people and associations that gave emotional support, but the doctors keep brushing it off, not because they don't agree but because they literally don't want to talk about autism in general, they don't even wasn't to explain why they don't want to talk about it, the stigma is just too big.

Eventually, this is what this doc said:

"Look, autism is a spectrum and all so it's complicated. You definitely have serious autistic traits for sure but I don't think we should test you for it, there's no point because you're an adult and you've already learned coping mechanisms and masking the hard way, you struggled a lot but you're here, there's really not much else we can do help with and not much treatment we can give for this so why saddle you with a bad label?"

Like, it's so ableist. He totally missed the point? I told him I don't really care about what treatment they can give me, I just want confirmation because:

1. there's safety in labels, much more comforting to know I'm normal zebra and not a failed horse,

2. having the diagnosis gives me access to more information and a better ability to find good coping mechanisms and helpful tools for my daily life,

3. having the diagnosis allows me to find community and get mutual help and support without judgement,

4. having an official diagnosis helps me get certain amenities (or at least understanding) to make my life easier, be it with work or family life, even with social security or at certain events,

5. and finally, just because I survived my childhood without a label and found a way to blend in with neurotypicals doesn't mean that's a good thing (I was horribly bullied and abused for a reason), it doesn't mean that I'm currently happy pretending to be what society expects, doesn't mean it's not fucking exhausting, doesn't mean I don't deserve validation for my struggles.

But noooo, his whole focus was on "we can't medicate to FIX it so why bother" and on "what people would think of you if you had that label".

Bitch, I don't care about either of those, I don't care what people think of me, I care what I think of me, and autistic is not a slur, contrary to what people in this country seem to think! I just want to understand myself and my own struggles, and whenever I get harassed for being different I want to be able to defend myself with this knowledge.

For fucks sake, just test me and show some support!

I stg the doctors in this country are so scared of the word "autism", it's insulting.

[abundantchewtoys]

HSBC re: p626-637

That Dirk called his ship Theseus may say something on how he views his mission. Then again, he declared himself the villain of the story.

page 4: he called authors alliterative, I wouldn't really call 'AH' that, nor his full name.

Rose really goes hard on the 'being a robot' thing. I guess between Aradiabot, Jadebot, and AR, it was time for someone to unequivocally enjoy the state.

p5 : Cool to see his 'omniscience' is only pseudo, like Doc Scratch' was. He didn't know about the missing landing gear.

Hah, and Rose still sees Dirk as heroic. Pretty blind for a Seer of Light.

p6 : OOh, I still had dark mode on, I realize. Let's change that 'n return to the old format, it influences the feel of the story, especially Dirk' bright text.

p9 : You know, it feels like a missed opportunity not to command him to shit his desk.

p12 : Okay, pretty sure I didn't spot Jade's mug on the well, flower mug on my initial read. I own that mug, actually.

And oh yeah, it was a three-year journey to the new planet, nice parallel to the travel time between Universe B1 and B2.

p13 : So, uh, Bro had a relationship with Barack Obama, I'm reading this right, right?

p15 : Dirk claims to have researched his trollsona extensively, yet doesn't display their blood colour on his shirt, smh.

p17: Riiiight, Terezi was aware of Dirk's narration, as a Mind player, right?

And hah, as a troll, with Alternia's awkward synonyms, her roasting Dirk for his verbose prose? Gold.

Pff, and I forgot Dirk was tired of Rose's psychoanalysis, too.

p33: Right, both paths were distinguished by the arrows.

p34: It's heartwarming to see Jake actually having mastered the supposedly basic (yet oft neglected) skill of housekeeping.

p38: We never really saw Jake have Skaian dreams, did we? His Prospit self never woke up on account of a peanut allergy. I wonder if the dreams of a non-awoken dreamself could have ever been prophetic… And anyway, he's his ascended self now. Hmm, but right, his dreambubbleself did have a rather prescient twist to it, in the form of Brain Ghost Dirk…

p41: Speak of the devil, I forgot about this part here, heheh.

Soooo, wait, we're getting back in muddy waters. Jake is from the post-retcon timeline, where Vriska was on the meteor. But the ghosts in the Furthest Ring weren't duplicated by the retcon. If we assume they only met the post-retcon kids chronologically (for them) afterwards, there were a bunch of conversations that happened twice. And Aranea's ghost 'survived' the Game Over timeline aka got thrown back to the Furthest Ring.

Still, it's gold to have Brain Ghost Dirk be his own self, distinct from ascended Dirk.

p47: "DIRK: You’ve spent years feeling sorry for yourself, totally convinced you made the wrong choices and that it’s all over. And it’s easier that way, isn’t it? If you’re a lost cause you don’t have to try to be better." That's the challenge for the Candy timeline people isn't it? Continuing to try even if it feels like nothing matters.

Brain Ghost Dirk stopped correcting Jake there that he didn't actually was Jane's running mate, since he wasn't that Dirk. Well, 'I' and 'you' could be seen as located between air-quotes, of course…

P54: Jake being hopeful again probably triggered the return of Brain Ghost Dirk

P59, 60: The new kids’ quirks are something to get used to again

P64: Almost seems like a Hope glow, around the car

P70 : By shedding his purple sweater, we now see Tavros is dressed in layers similarly to Calliope & Caliborn.

P90 : Note how she doesn't even really counted Jake as part of her family, there.

P95 : Gotta love cross-culture influences on Earth C, like the carapace derp face.

P96 : Introducing the world's most pollutive missile.

P97 : You'd think once it reached critical speed it wouldn't need the propulsion anymore. Maybe the sails actually serve as (stellar) wind breakers, hahah, and the giant pipe is a countermeasure.

p101 : Showing Karkat has started living at human hours since he's asleep at 5 AM, n'aww.

p105 : Meat timeline folks just keep on being couped up in small spaces for extended periods, don't they? Meat timeline just really focuses on the cabin fever side of things.

p108 : I swear I forgot Dave pointing this out :p101

p109 : In the story people & the appearance of them in other's minds is important. It's the same for the old Homestuck kids. Who they are and who they were to us are two separate things. At the same time, in story, who they are to each other is also very important. Brain Ghost Dirk's a culmination of that.

p114 : Dave really just drew the short stick there w/r his best friends' fates, didn't he. And Bro still casts a long shadow. At least it's good to see Dave is in a somewhat good place. Just a little sad he has to basically be a hermit apart from some close friends to achieve it.

p115 : So Karkat never really was close with Rose, interesting.

p130 : I wonder if Dirk started discarding things "pointlessly difficult and irritating" as a way to cope with his isolation growing up. Roxy had the carapaces around, he only had seagulls…

And eesh, being your ascended self, as in, knowing full well what you'd do in any situation… Really kind of sucks, doesn't it? Not seeing room for growth for yourself.

p131 : So, recap: A2 was coded blue and had a purple game design. A1 probably had the reverse. B1 was coded red and had a lime green game design, B2 was the reverse. The C universe is coded white (see: the door they went through) and the game design will be cyan.

Meanwhile, Dirk and Rose's species might be associated with the color purple & orange. Kind of makes you think of Prospit & Derse, doesn't it?

Makes you wonder if the trolls in A1 were also guided by their universe's gods, or not.

p133 : 10:25 hours ago

p135 : "ROSE: It's amazing what pieces of inconsequential information your mind can recall at a moment's notice, a whole decade after they were last relevant or interesting to anyone. ROSE: … ROSE: I think I missed this." Appropriate, given that it's been so long since Homestuck ended.

p141 : Basically, Dirk's DNA was used to animate the result of the alchemization. Not ecto-alchemologization, but more like… alchemogenesis?

p144 : Trial 'n error creation of species, with of course, Dirk focusing on the equine & Rose on the cephaloid. (Is that the right Latin word for tentacle-y?)

Right, Rosebot was only a projection of Rose's consciousness.

Weird to think stories about the Psionic survived two squashed rebellions. Then again, he was )(IC's Helmsman for the remainder of Alternian history.

"ROSE: Now [Earth] is protected, in the steady hands of a duly-elected ruler, sure to have a boring and uneventful perpetual term in office." Ah, if only Rose could see into the bonus stories :P Guess they don't count as part of her domain. ;)

"ROSE: What value is a marriage, temporary domestic bliss, if all is lost? ROSE: You understand this bargain. ROSE: At least, you should. It's one that was made to leave you alone. ROSE: Is your resentment towards my choice about Kanaya, or about V–" Not sure I understand this fully. Does Rose feel like she had to leave Kanaya because Terezi didn't give up on Vriska?

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It was great to see Karkat and Meenah interacting in earnest. It's really something to see them hit it off so well. I suppose the fact that Karkat is now older and a bit grittier has done worlds to Meenah's willingness to let him lead.

Also, as an aside: it's funny that Meenah's Jake handler in the resistance. She gets to boss an English around as cosmic retribution.

Great to get a better look at Karkat's inner turmoil too. Just to get confirmation he's still the same guy at heart. Leaving his mic open during heartfelt confessions is so on brand. It's fitting that that's what endears him to his followers. Seems close to how some of his most embarassing moments as leader of his session were easily forgiven by the other trolls + what ultimately served to help win the session.

I can't shake the feeling that all of the population of Earth C is just a wee bit too eager to follow their pantheon in everything unthinkingly. Devotion on par with carapaces unflinchingly following their royalty into war in the Medium, with a few notable exceptions.

Loving the Metal Gear Solid meets Suicide Squad asthetic that Karkat and his elite squad has going on there. I'm assuming of the trolls in the LOBsTERs, there's one highblood and one lowblood.

Sollux is, funnily enough, the best for Earth C in behaviour. Just minding his own, most of the time. His latest disability wouldn't be at all stopping him from being worshipped, if he at all wished it.

If it weren't for James' newspost, I would have figured the next page could already be a flash, but seems it might have to wait until Jane's army's arrived at the Meteor.

Still not sure what the effect of the Plot Point will be. We've got a few things up in the air.

It's going to make the Candy timeline relevant to the overal plot - which could mean a connection, portal or transportation effect to the Meat timeline. It might be connected to the machine underneath the curtain that Dirk's transporting.

If it's a Sburb game disc set, can you imagine the brawl that could play out over who gets to play? Then again, the way the Candy kids are a set of four, them connecting to Dirk & Rose's players might result in an eight-player session to mirror the B2 merged session.

Wild theory I came up with: what if it's Aradia's version of the Beat Mesa, an other version of the music crystals that Damara used to scratch the A1 session? Aka what if the Candy timeline has to be scratched to validate the Meat timeline as the 'true' timeline? In that case, there's probably a portal for the Candy kids to escape through, too. Assuming the Candy timeline would be erased by a scratch, it's not a session, after all. The only reason B1 Earth got evacuated by the carapacians were the imminent Red Miles - even though he was only out there to send them because he escaped the B1 session as it was being scratched, so, ehhhh.

Also, assuming Candy Universe C gets scratched, would that mean that in their version of Deltritus had Sburb portals opening up across the planet already, too, or not, you think? Probably not due to the effects of the black hole, but it’s fun to think about.

In any case, whatever's there, the implication is that the seed for it got carried over from the A2 session. Meaning Sburb/Sgrub has had this planned for a long, LONG time already.

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Wow. Just. Wow.

This update did so much for us.

It canonized the non-credit snaps, meaning those Halloween snaps are also canon. And the fact that Jack Noir and Ms. Paint are in Universe C, on the moon.

Heheh, the rebellion shot a piece out of the moon and now it's perpetually crescent, like every moon symbol in Homestuck. And it's what the B2 session's Derse, Prospit & LOTAK ended up looking, I think?

But mainly. Jake grew up! In one conversation, he finally had enough of Jane's egotripping and spoke up!

Man, Tavros' childhood is like a mirror to Dave's, only his trauma is immediately apparent to us, since we read about it in the Epilogues. He ended up all softspoken and twitchy, Tavros like.

And that reference to Hiveswap! Yup, Jake's parenting skills leave something to be desired. At least he was there for Tavros more than Jude and Joey. And he used his Page powers to cure Tavros' allergy! The curse has been lifted!

Meanwhile, the first time is occuring where all Earth C kids are in the same room together. But it's the backdrop to this, the long overdue Jane & Jake heart-to-heart. In the spirit of Homestuck history, it occurs while they're not even in the same room nor even facetiming!

At least Jane acknowledges, finally, she did Tavros wrong. In fact, she sounded more like the old Jane than ever before.

But I think Jake might be on the right track. She might have internalized too much of the Condescension's megalomany.

Where Tavros was formed by his childhood into a personality close to Alternian Tavros… Jane internalized (consciously and subconsciously) so much of the Condescension's bullshit that she might have fit in as a fuschiablood!

I'm actually kind of relieved the faceless mooks she employs are all clones and not real Earth C humans. Maybe her actual support by the general populace is a lot more fragile than we've thought!

She went full Star Wars though. A clone army, a death laser on the moon?

I think Jake would benefit a bit from a talk with Nannasprite, especially since he's an adult now.

And boy, last appearance of Brain Ghost Dirk??? I'm kind of surprised to see that he might in fact have been disconnected from (Ultimate) Dirk all along! He seemed to know more than he should have, but it appears that was all related to the power of Hope!

The reveal that his eyes are as green as Jake's was definitely a nice touch.

It's shaping up to be a major face-off!

[whalleyrulz]

halloween 2023

26) HOUSE/HAUSU

first up i am sorry i forgot to write this up yesterday! oh no! let's talk two movies again!

there's some of you who are looking at this saying "there's no way she just watched hausu for the first time on the 24th of october, 2023." and to them i say, i also, when watching the movie, was shocked that it was my first time, because it is exactly the type of movie you'd think, and i also thought, i'd have seen many times before

y'all

hausu's a 1977 japanese movie about a group of teenagers who go for summer vacation to a house in the boonies. then, what happens next is, the house eats them.

y'all

this movie is unbelievable. it swings for, and hits, every single note it aims for. it is a perfect example of what it means to Be On Your Bullshit. it is, without a doubt, one of the movies of all time

damn near every death has something so iconic in them that over the last 20 years since 1977, don't correct me it sickens me, cinema has yet to achieve what's done here. there's floating heads biting asses. there's dancing skeletons. there's a gorgeous cannibal witch who mugs at the camera. there's an assault of mattresses.

this is unlike every movie. you know the idea of outsider art? this feels like that. this feels like someone read a bunch of manga, then said "i bet if someone ever invented the way to put this in motion, it'd look like this. i shan't research to see if these motion pictures exist."

it's incredible!

27) HELLRAISER

i really want to say there's something wrong with modern cinema, in that everyone is beautiful, and nobody is horny, and this movie fights both trends and as a result is the best, but that's not quite it is it? because movies never did horny like hellraiser before. and never have since. the kind of horny this movie does warms my heart

and no, i'm not talking about the kink. the kink is obviously a big part of the movie, but that's not what i'm talking about

and i'm not talking about the queer subtext either, because being queer is not synonymous with being horny, and this subtext isn't what i'm talking about

i'm talking about the dinner party, where steve does a cool cigarette trick, and kirsty has the thirstiest response. i'm talking about her drunken stumble (some of the best drunk acting in all cinema) where you can see she eggs herself on. i'm talking how when kirsty and steve hook up, they don't even share a bed, but there's a level of intimacy that is so fucking wholesome and cute about him sleeping on the floor. wholesome horny

and i'm talking about julia's awkwardness with men, with all men. i'm talking about how she falls for frank, not because he's nice to her, or because he's interestingly mean, but because for once in her life, she's desired by someone. and when she starts bringing other men home, they don't have this burning need to have her, like frank, they're just there, and she's disappointed in them like she is larry; they aren't horny. they're just sad. and she knows horny. needy horny

and hell. i'm talking about the inexplicable bone dragon man eating fistfuls of crickets making direct eye contact with kirsty. he wants those crickets as bad as he wants to be seen as nasty. nasty horny

it's all desire. this movie fuckin' gets desire, y'all. like, it's not just about a horror. it's about desire. and when the horrible things happen, because of how laced with desire the movie is, and because of how phenomenal the effects are when frank is reborn, you too share a desire for the dark and perverse to happen, because at its heart, hellraiser wants you to want. deeply. truly.

it's my favorite movie, i swear. it has such sights to show you

1. skinamarink | 2. smile | 3. the black phone | 4. talk to me | 5. m3gan | 6. significant other | 7. cobweb | 8. horror in the high desert | 9. the pope's exorcist | 10. knock at the cabin | 11. infinity pool | 12. becky | 13. no one will save you | 14. huesera: the bone woman | 15. scream vi | 16. idle hands | 17. a wounded fawn | 18. v/h/s 85 | 19. evil dead rise | 20. mama | 21. look away | 22. some bad shorts and then the oldest view | 23. final destination | 24. beau is afraid | 25. phenomena

[pynkgothicka]

Hi can I have a scenario of yandere alpha Bruce dick Jason Tim and Damian x Omega pergent wife reader

Like how they take care of them how much of a mother hen they are what would they do when they get kidnapped and end up in early labor

Batfam Early Labor/Pregnancy Hcs

a/n: I didn't really focus on the omega aspect and made these more fluff than anything

Tags/Warnings: Kidnapping, Nothing else Really

Bruce treats you like a princess, he'll purchase the best of pillows and the finest of silks to ensure your comfort. He'll keep you trapped and yet comfortable. He only allows Alfred to come see you, that's rare because Bruce will always make time for you, especially since you were pregnant with his pups. He needed you in the best condition for birth, and oh Lord when you go into labor, quicker than he planned out, he locks the both of you in your room and gets you through your labor/birth his own damn self. He did his research and he knew what was needed.

"Everything is going to be just fine, I'm here for you. We're going to get through this together."

🕸️

Dick is also super sweet when he first gets his hands on you. He makes sure your nest is his nest. He takes off from vigilante work to care for you. He doesn't trap you in just your shared room, but more so his apartment. He makes sure you move at least a little bit everyday. Even if it means going on walks in the building, in which he has to hold your hand the entire time, just to keep you safe. However when you go into labor while you're on your apartment walks, he takes you to the nearest hospital and argues his way into being at your side 24/7.

"They said something about you being missing and that they had to bring you to the authorities. That won't happen on my watch alright? Just stay here and get back to health, I'll take care of everything. Have I ever let you down?"

🕸️

Jason is very new to the whole pregnancy thing. In fact he really has no clue what he's doing, so he's phoning everyone who would possibly have any clue on what to do. Barbara was actually the best one to come and help. She was understanding of everything and gave him tips on Omega pregnancy and the tolls it would take on your body. Jason knew that all he had to do was stay committed to what Barbara set up, yet he was finding that to be quite the challenge. In fact, you had to remind him of a bunch of things he had to do during your day. So you being the head of your pregnancy plan, when you went into labor, and was in far too much of a pain to help him, Jason was lost and he didn't trust hospitals enough to leave you alone. So he phones up Barbara.

"Barbaras on her way! Oh God, I'm going to be a father." Jason proceeds to faint.

🕸️

Tim, being the smart guy he is, is already planned in advance. He's considered every possible outcome to your pregnancy. All the way from early labor to doctors and hospitals. Tim already decided that he was going to be the one helping you give birth. If he didn't do it, who would? Not anyone he knew and you shouldn't even be in contact with others so if you're mad about his decision it's your problem. Other than his strict ways, he will always try to be welcoming with your transition to your new life he's given you. He's just far to awkward and calculated to actually go at it right.

"I'm sorry if I'm too focused on this pregnancy of ours but I just want what's best for you. I don't usually show it but I do care about you, I just know what works and, please, just trust me alright?"

🕸️

Damian, reluctantly, is now the head of the League of Assassins. So he has all the help in the world when it comes to your pregnancy. He has you dressed in the finest of silks and will literally kill if he sees anyone who is a threat to his future heir and queen. He's far too protective of what's his. Early labor is something he has covered with the help of all the people he has watching over you. By the time he gets there, they've calmed you down and he's there making sure everything is going smoothly and alright.

"I'm so happy your under good hands. You're going to be alright my love."

Taglist: @animefan3223

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Hello! I just found your profile and I love your stories (they are just 😫😫🤌🤌) so I thought I could request something. Could you please do the ikevamp husbandos with a slavic fem!reader? If you don't want to it's perfectly fine! ^^

Thank you so much for the request! 😘 Sorry I took so long to get this done. I'm trying but there is just so much I have to do. Now this was pretty interesting. I have a bit of slavic blood in me and I live surrounded by those countries (Slovakia, Serbia, Ukraine, Bulgaria and Poland is fairly close too). Unfortunately I have no experience with Slavic culture, only with the food😅😅😅. So i did a bit of research and I hope it is ok. Please feel free to correct me if I got something wrong. Alright let's do this!

Warnings: None

Note: I just focused on the following areas: Slovakia, Serbia, Ukraine, Bulgaria and Poland. I know that the Slavic culture is also present in Russia, Croatia, Belarus, Montenegro and a bunch of other countries, but this was a bit easier for me so I hope you don't mind

Ikemen vampire x Slavic reader

Comte and Leonardo

They picked up on your accent

Given the fact Vlad (who I assume is Vlad the impaler or Vlad Țepeș, for my fellow Romanian speakers) is also from that area (Romania, Sighișoara) they recognized the similarity in your and his accent

Not that it means you necessarily speak the Romanian language like him

But since the two areas are pretty close, you have a similar English accent

They honestly live for your little slip ups. Find it quite endearing actually.

Now Slavic culture is very vast, and by what I understood, there are a lot of dialects, for example Bulgarians speak a Slavic, that has mixed origins, like Hungarian.

It would be very funny actually, because you would sometimes forget and just start speaking in this very thick English accent and everyone would be :

👀👀👀🤔?????

Like what did she sayyyyyy?

But then Leo would be like :

😶😏😏😏

And Comte would be like :

🥰

They just like the challenge of trying to understand you.

They'd 100000% would want to know about your culture

Arthur and Isaac apple boi

What did she saaayyyy? Nr. 2

Think accent and they are lost ok

And now this is very awkward

Bc both Isaac and Arthur have thick accents

Not the typical English accent, after all Isaac was born in 1643 in Lincolnshire, and Arthur in Edinburgh. They can't have the smooth English accent we hear today

So now everyone is very confused

And Arthur is a little turned on but that's besides the point

But anyway you do end up getting used to each other's accents and if it's fine

Fr they are actually really curious about your way of life

They would love to know everything you are willing to share

Dazai and Sebastian

Ok so

Hear me out

They'd either be very confused

Or they'd understand the struggle

Also if you like to cook pls make them Sarma, and potato pancakes

I feel like they'd like them

Of topic but. SARMA ok it's so good like pls. Where I live they are called Sarmale or Töltöttkáposzta, but it's the same thing and it's so good

Ok so unfortunately that's alm I could fit in. School is a lot and it's very hard to keep up the pase. Like I wrote this on the bus bc I know when I get home there will be no time.

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Can we get some raeda hc from any au please

I know you said an au but they are on my mind constantly so I'm just giving general hcs that could probably go with a few different aus. Who knows. I care them.

As we have seen, both of them are little bastards. Trickery, the two of them. Raine is sensible enough to know how insane an idea is but goes through with it anyway. They have impulse control but only barely, and Eda is their enabler. It keeps going in circles.

The difference is that Raine is v good at acting innocent and knowing when to cut their losses. They don't piss off teachers unless they know they won't be caught or have a backup to get off scott-free. Eda usually ended up taking the fall for a lot of failed schemes that Raine was involved in. Every single time, Raine offered to come clean bc they knew they'd get a reduced punishment. Every single time, Eda refused. She insisted it was bc they needed to have someone who could bail her out with needed and with a clean track record, and it was maybe half-true.

Eda was always more anti-government than Raine. They both hated Terra and Raine disagreed with the restricted use of magic, hell, they always knew Eda as a wild witch, and she was a loose canon, sure, but not evil. They ended up joining the Bard Coven more out of a desire to not live a life on the run when it was eventually found out they hadn't chosen one. They kind of always knew it was gonna wind up like that, and Eda figured it was going to happen at some point, too. Tried to make a bunch of plans for how their relationship was gonna work when Eda inevitably became an outlaw, including, but not limited too: house with a secret basement, moving outside the cities, changing her name, & fake coven branding. Of course, she never used any of these plans, and scrapped them. Raine didn't know about them until they were clearing out their stuff.

Raine very much wanted Lilith to like them bc she's Eda's sister and Eda rlly liked her. Lilith wasn't jealous of Raine being close with Eda, but she was certainly a little off-kilter about it. Yes, she was spending less time with Eda to study as much as she could, but she was still used to Eda always being there, since nobody else wanted to talk to her. This mostly resulted in young Raine trying to start conversations before chickening out/growing too anxious to continue and Lilith mostly ignoring them before occasionally dropping a question like "did you actually switch schools to see Eda?" and "did you really try to attack a head witch w her?" of which Raine was never sure if they should answer with the honest pride they had or fake sheepishness. It mellowed out after a few years.

They were never exactly friends, but they were nerds, so Raine and Lilith mostly got along. Very awkward after the breakup, but they'd both elected to ignore that whole debacle when it became clear Raine was swiftly climbing ranks and would be seeing Lilith more often. They were neutral up until the huge fight Lilith and Eda had on the bridge, of which anyone who hadn't watched it heard about it twenty times from everyone else. Had Lilith not have fled during the petrification, Raine would have absolutely decked her.

Raine spent so long trying to teach Eda bard magic. Mostly because Eda could never decide what instrument she wanted and kept goofing off and making her own songs up that did not sound even mildly pleasant to the ear. They eventually settled on a mandolin and Raine was wholly dedicated to teaching her how to play. The Rhapsody wasn't the first original song Eda made up that sounded nice, but it was the one she was the most proud of.

Raine did so much research on King and Luz when they were in the clear for supposedly being brain-washed and could move around mildly unsupervised. They took everything with a grain of salt, because all they could really get was news outlets that mentioned the kids, but they did gather that one of them was a human, and the other was a demon that probably hadn't even reached double-digits. Eberwolf and Darius bullied them for being an emotional mess over the whole thing bc Eda has kids and she very clearly loves them and Raine almost let her die with them. Casually avoiding having to think abt almost leaving the BATTs on their own with their little stunt. We have already learned that Raine is not immune to doing the same things Eda did but with a different hue.

Obligatory 'Raine finds Eda's harpy form hot' here. As if anyone who could see thought otherwise. Absolute disaster who swears they're good, they're fine, they can cool it for five seconds. They cannot. But they try.

Also, to add-on; do all the coven heads have those other forms or is it just Darius and Eberwolf? I hope it's all of them. Raine deserves their own transformation form. Dana can you hear me. Apollo if you had any reason to gift me another prophecy-

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Viktor the Machine Herald - whole Season 1 tease

So the most known lore profile and the most teased in the show without showing up - The Machine Herald.

These are the winning cards Sevika has in episode 5, the first 2 shown before I'm pretty sure represent Jayce and Caitlyn (and act 2 and 3), so logically these must be a teaser for season 2 - left one I thought was Sky but more probably is Jinx's card (since eyes are her shimmer power), and the last one for sure is Viktor (so act 4 and 5 of season 2). Well just vague theory of easter egg.

Anyway, this show has so many fun setups in dialogue (episode 4 and 8 here):

How about 2 in 1 with help of magic-tech

Err, so at least I think that's the setup why Viktor will be thrown out of Piltover. What he did is probably coucil's worst person from the undercity scenario.

Anyway, imo. first part is in Jayce's journals from council Archives:

Entry #3 I have collected several theories I've discovered on my journeys on how the power of the Arcane might be harnessed: Crystals form bonds with a sole user - their power is channeled though it Can a device be created to manufacture such a connection? What determines the bond?

Yeah... I bet it can. Probably imprinting it with own blood. Just an idea since there was no one awake to see it happen aside from the ppl watching the show.

Entry #4 The interaction with the crystal is generated by power from ANY user. Does the power react with the crystal externally or internally? Could this power be recreated successfully and repeated?

Entry #5 Do you need an object to house the power? Some type of staff Too on the nose.'

I really don't know if Jayce of all people should be making fun of Viktor character design choices. His idea was to make a hammer. That's not too on the nose.

Entry #6 Best practices: wind and/or water turbine? A current channeled through lightning? Entry #7 My own theory: the Arcane is a field around us, invisible to the naked eye but ever-present with careful use of a particular source of energy (still unknown) we can crack into this field, and merge it with our own reality

So we also have the laser arm in episode 4.

Which is a funny application of the laser but then again Viktor is that in Zaun. Man you come to for augmentations, artificers in Piltover do mechanical devices but also things like prosthetics. Just gear based, not idk. magic tech energy based.

The laser is the only Hextech tool they made that still doesn't have an "owner". And from Lore we know Jayce only ever makes one more - sight for Caitlyn.

And for all else in LoL skills, so not laser, we already know Hexcore can produce electricity. Since that's what's most of Viktor's skills revolve around. Actually all of them aside of the laser. I love that the laser is awkward to wield for Viktor - that laser is a nightmare to learn in game. Also all his other skills are more deterrent than offensive.

Well the hexcore is pretty cute, I made a whole bunch of posts about it.

If - only if we were to look at history of industrialisation of Britain - it does sound, from inspiration, like an electrical engine and automation. Since hexcrystals are more like steam engine (airship travel is powered by them), and hexgems are more refined diesel engine?

Anyway, so basic tools to construct his skills are there.

Also, my own note why inspiration rune is not part of basic runes - inspiration has to come from the mage. That's why Sky's notebook had inspiration clasp, something is/was inspiring in her research.

Now that dialogue threw me off loop

...And curing Viktor.

because in 2 lines of dialogue these two just went through basic ideas of how technology could be used for everyone according to transhumanist philosophical thought. I'm not sure if it's accidental, because there's never a direct link in lore to transhumanism for Viktor, but I guess people decided that's what he is in philosophical sense. It's good to remember that transhumanism is an extension of humanism in philosophy, along with posthumanism. That means it inherits and expands on values that humanism talks about.

But the funny part is that criticism of transhumanism has some spaces in common with 19th century anti-industrialisation social movement that opposed the replacement of human manual labourers by machines. So u know, maybe that's why these two are conflated.

Plus imo. Viktor will sound very, very different once his illness is 'fixed' with Hexcore. But first the Hexcore needs to be fixed or remade.

And the last part is that we're show that Viktor already chooses and relies on some invasive artificer tech to function and have better quality of iife. Proper medical help and cure for his illness was never developed in Piltover.

I mean even in game he still has a leg brace - on the leg opposite his now purple leg, and walks with slight limp.

I don't know how all of this will come together. But hey the pieces are there.

Also he needs to loose his left arm. Personal bet that'll happen in the council meeting.

Also, also - idea where the vision came from - the runes on the hexgates started breaking down. And once they're fired up - there's a bg whisper noise even before Viktor has the vision.

Well will Viktor be possessed by Hexcore and turn EVIL? Lol, We'll see. My bet is that he's already evil incarnate in the eyes of the council at the last meeting.

Other posts: Arcane meta analysis posts by me Hexcore the evil lab pet: 1 / Hexcore the evil lab pet 2 / Framing Hexcore the evil lab pet 3 / Hexcore the evil lab pet

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Momento Bakugo x Reader Chapter 34

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Summary: So I was always told to look on the bright side. The bright side is that I’m finally meeting the Number One and Two pro-heroes Deku and Dynamight. The downside is that I was publicly dragged out of my job for a string of robberies that I did not commit and am being detained for questioning.

Length: 10.5k

Warnings:Oral Sex, Food Kink, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Mirror Sex, Quirk Kink (My Hero Academia), Shameless Smut, Porn With Plot, Porn with Feelings, Rough Sex, Emotional Constipation, Chocolate Syrup, Fluff, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Emotional Manipulation, Temperature Play, Hate Sex, Explicit Sexual Content, Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault, Attempted Sexual Assault, Blood and Injury, Heavy Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Panty Kink, Semi-Public Sex, Creampie, Bondage, Body Worship, Light Dom/sub, Daddy Kink, Pegging, Public Masturbation, Office Sex, Wank and Tell, Polyamory, So like at the very very end there’s KatsukixReaderxKirishima, But it happens so last minute I don’t feel justified tagging it as one of the main relationships, Constructive Criticism Welcome

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A/N: Enjoy *looks at word count* uhhh 10.5k worth of content holy shit.

It's been a few days since I went with Kirishima to 2AM Nightshift. It surprisingly brought us a lot closer. At first, I was just texting him about questions that came up in my research. Then hero opinions. Before we knew it, we're texting constantly about everything. My phone pinged and I picked it up.

Sweaty Boi:

Tomorrow. You can peg me then.

My eyes popped out of my head. Tomorrow? Tomorrow? Am I ready? I left the chat and texted Kirishima.

Y/N:

It's tomorrow AHHHHHH!

Kiri:

What's tomorrow

Y/N:

Using Harness Time

Kiri:

Oh.

Good luck my student.

Y/N:

Thank you sensei

I'll do my best!

Kirishima sent a bunch of laughing emojis in response. I rushed over to the living room where Iris was hanging with Miruko. A fact I'm still getting used to. I waved for her attention.

"Can I talk to you?" I loudly whispered to Iris.

She rolled her eyes. Miruko kissed Iris on the cheek before she got up and came over.

"What's up?" She asked.

"I'm pegging Katsuki tomorrow."

"Holy shit!" Iris gasped.

"I know!" I squealed then the panic set in. I looked down and starting biting my thumbnail. "I know..."

"You're so dramatic."

"What if it's not good?" I asked.

"Then you laugh it off!" She said, slowly realizing I wasn't kidding.

"I don't wanna be funny, I wanna be sexy!" I whined.

"Girl, it's fine! You're gonna be fine either way. Don't stress."

"Easy for you to say pillow princess."

"Don't get mad cuz I'm living the lesbian dream."

I rolled my eyes and shooed her away as she laughed at me. I went back to my room, working out the details with Katsuki. I'll show up at his place early and prepare. It's gonna be good, great even maybe. I glanced at the harness. The articles said putting it on and getting comfortable are crucial steps. But I'd always felt silly with it on. So I would take it off quickly. I'm hoping I don't feel that way tomorrow and that if I do. it's quickly chased away. I clicked off my night lamp and went to sleep. I've got a long day tomorrow.

Katsuki POV

I looked at my phone, a shaky exhale leaving me. I hated to admit it but I was fucking nervous. I've been with men before and it was alright but I preferred to top. Especially since the men I did sleep with didn't know what they were doing. And no girl I've ever been with suggested anything like this before. The only two people I know who won't make a gossip chain about this whole thing are Deku and Eijirou. Deku is a no-go. He's way too analytical about this stuff. And Ei...well he's still awkward around me. For good reason but that doesn't help the current situation. I pulled up a number I never fully expected to contact on my own without Y/N being involved.

Katsuki:

You got pegged right?

What was it like?

-Incoming call Ori-

I groaned and clicked accept before I could second guess it. I immediately regretted it when an overly excited voice answered.

"First, you contacted me just in time! I literally just stepped in my house after my camping trip! Second, are you and her gonna do it?"

"Maybe." I mumbled.

He squealed on the other end then calmed down.

"First, I couldn't be happier this is our first real conversation with just us. Second, I'll totally give you all the ins and outs. You ready?"

I pinched my eyebrows.

"Sure."

"Okay. So have you ever done anal before?"

"...Yes." I said reluctantly.

"Cool. So that makes it easier. Basically all the same things you needed then, you'll need here. A shit ton of lube, some preparation beforehand and to communicate the whole time especially since its your first pegging experience."

"How is it different?"

"I don't know how to explain it other than you feel like your comfort zone is a mile away. And that's for both parties."

I thought back to what she said when she won the bet.

Have fun begging for my plastic dick princess.

"I doubt it. She seemed confident."

"Trust me, I've known her for a while. She's always a nervous wreck when it comes to something new. Anyway, how are you feeling about this thing you're about to experience?"

"Nervous honestly." I sighed. "The other times I've done anal haven't been magical."

"Wow really. Well I'm sure this time will be different. Even if it might be awkward the first time."

"I doubt this will be a regular thing."

"I can't emphasize enough that once you hop on that train you want to stay on it. But that might just be me." He laughed. "Also do me a favor."

"What favor?"

"Please make sure to communicate. You guys are trying something hella new. I'm sure both of you are kinda freaking out. Otherwise I doubt you'd call me of all people for tips."

"...I will."

"Awesome! I hope this helped! I'm really exhausted and miss my bed so I gotta lay down. Let me know how it goes okay? It's gonna be awesome."

"Sure." I said, surprised that I meant it.

He hung up and I lowered the phone. I didn't know what I expected but I liked how that was handled. He didn't make a big deal out of anything I said like my friends would have. Maybe there's more to him than being a flashy whiny guy. I put away my phone and grabbed one more bottle of lube. Then walked out of 2AM Nightshift after I paid. I felt my heart start to race in anticipation for tomorrow.

Y/N POV

I didn't sleep much last night. I got a few hours in but I needed to head over to Katsuki's place. I put in the spare key and entered the apartment. It was unusual being here without him. Like I didn't belong. I shook my head trying to rid myself of those thoughts. One anxiety at a time. In his bedroom, as promised, everything we needed was on the bed. I surveyed the stuff making sure we had all the supplies and enough of it before moving onto the part I was dreading. The harness. I looked to see where the opening was and how to tighten it before attempting to put it on. Once I figured that out, I put on the harness and tightened it.

When the dildo was secured, I immediately felt out of place, vulnerable and like I didn't know what the hell I was doing. Which I honestly didn't have ANY IDEA and even if I did all that research ultimately I didn't know how to actually do this. I've never felt this nervous about anything before. My chest tightened and my heart started racing. The room was closing in and my mind flooded with insecurities and doubts. On instinct, I reached for my phone and called Kirishima. I didn't know why but I did.

Two rings and he answered with a confused 'hello?'.

I immediately recognized I made a mistake.

"Hi." My voice cracked.

"What's wrong? Are you okay?" He asked urgently.

"No! Butt dial!" I said choking out short sentences to keep the panic out of my voice.

"Please just tell me."

I tried to breathe in but I choked on it and tears started falling and I was definitely crying on the phone to Kirishima now fuck.

"Please at least tell me where you are!"

"I...Um. Actually I'm freaking out and I'm at Katsuki's and its stupid but I really need-"

The phone suddenly shut off. Ran out of batteries. I took off the stupid harness and threw it to the side. After a few frustrating minutes, I found a charger for my phone and plugged it in. I had about 45 minutes before Katsuki came back so maybe a walk would calm me down. Charge phone. Walk. Apologize to Kiri. All good. I pulled on a shirt. Then changed into one of Katsuki's last minute. His scent wafting on the shirt helped calm me down a little. The doorbell rang. Followed by frantic hard knocks. I rushed to the door, opening it and Kiri immediately grabbed me by the shoulders, his breath heaving.

"Are you okay?" He said in a rush.

Tears welled up in my eyes and he quickly closed the door behind himself.

"What's wrong? Did you two fight?"

He's either a fast runner or lives extremely close. That was like 5 minutes tops.

"No. It's really dumb. How'd you get here so fast?"

"I live a few doors down. And it's not dumb if you're this upset."

"It's..." I felt embarrassment crawl up my spine so I took his hand and guided him to Katsuki's bedroom.

I pointed to the strap and Kiri's eyes widened slightly. He looked back at me, confused.

"I...I don't know what I'm doing and like Katsuki's really going out of his comfort zone for this and I want it to be good for him but I don't know if I can do it and I-"

Kirishima pulled me against his chest, his thick arms wrapping around me. It felt nice. It felt really nice. Maybe hugs were better than walks.

"This might be my fault for not giving you enough info." He said softly.

"No, no. I did research and you helped me so much. I just-I don't have any practice anywhere near this and maybe I should call it off?"

"Is this something you want to do?" He asked delicately.

"Yes. I'm just scared it won't be good for Katsuki. Plus like it's-this is so weird but-it's so much more vulnerable wearing it than I imagined and..."

I sighed heavily.

"I feel like if I run away from this I'll never do it. Which is a bad reason maybe? To do this but."

"What would help you feel more prepared?"

"...Having practice. Being shown the ropes." I said, closing my eyes at how that sounds.

Especially towards a guy who decidedly isn't Katsuki.

"...Okay. Then I'll show you." He said.

I stiffened and looked up at him, surprised. He was looking away, face red as a tomato.

"You...don't have to do that, I'm just being dumb."

"Dumb or not...I want you to feel good about this. You were so excited the other day."

"Kirishima..." I said feeling tears prick my eyes.

"C'mon." He said, picking up the harness and handing it to me. I felt self-conscious as I put it on but I swallowed and set it back up. I avoided eye contact for a moment before looking at him. He looked away, blushing, which oddly made me feel better. It wasn't this...huge thing. At least not as huge as I made it in my head. I tapped him and then jokingly shook my hips from side to side earning a little laugh. This...felt better.

"Okay." He said taking two pillows and putting them together.

He pulled me forward until the dildo was touching the crevice between the two pillows. I looked at him and he shrugged.

"It's the best we got."

I smiled. "Fair and valid."

"Try thrusting."

Now I'm nervous. I fidgeted a bit and Kirishima smiled, rolling his eyes. He grabbed my hips and pushed them forward.

"Like this. Now try." He said, letting go.

I did a few experimental ones, very nervous but it...it didn't feel bad. Just weird. Different. Way more simple than I made it in my head.

"Now depending on where the prostate is you might want to..."

He grabbed my hips and lifted me a bit, prompting me to get on my toes, bending me over. He settled my hands near the edge of the pillows.

"Now thrust like that." He said, his voice a little huskier than before.

I thrusted but this time, it felt more...erotic. I bit my lip.

"Is that good?" I asked, my voice a little airy.

"Great. Now roll your hips like this." He gripped my waist, twisting it into the pillows.

His body was close to mine, his lips by my ear. I tried to keep myself from reacting. I could feel his fingers gripping my sides. And his chest is REALLY defined. This...this was bad. Really bad.

"L-Like this?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

"Perfect." He responded, his voice a low growl.

A thrill went down my spine. I quickly got up and Kirishima cleared his throat. I undid the harness since greeting Katsuki dick out seemed like it would be awkward. Kirishima stood back a few steps, looking carefully at anywhere but me or the bed. Once I got the harness off, I looked at Kirishima who, after a moment, met my gaze. I shuffled around a bit and stepped out to hug him. He hugged me back, squeezing tightly.

"Thanks. That helped." I said, my face heating up.

"Anyway just prepare him alot and you'll be golden. Just take your time. You've got this." He said softly.

"Ei? What are you doing here?" Katsuki said.

I froze. He's home early. I'm in his bedroom, hugging another man. A man who I just had a weird sexual tension with. My body started trembling as I anticipated getting yelled at. Getting hit. He's gonna think I'm a whore. He's going to hate me, I just got him to stop hating me. He's gonna leave. All because I was stupid.

You're the kind of girl who enjoys "a thrill". The thrills you go for though, aren't something anyone else is going to tolerate.

No one else is going to deal with that. No one wants a girl who isn't satisfied with just them.

"Hey!" A gentle hand grabbed my face.

Kirishima was still holding me, this time his arms tightened around me, trying to keep my body from trembling.

"I'm sorry." I whimpered.

"For what?" Katsuki asked softly.

I didn't know what he wanted me to say. What were the right words? What were the magic words? What do I need to say for you to forgive me? I stared at him, still trembling.

"Ei, please tell me what's wrong with her." He pleaded.

"I don't know she was fine just a minute ago. Before that she called me over because she was really nervous about tonight."

"Is that it? We can do it tomorrow! I'll still do it okay?" Katuski said, swiping the tears off of my face.

When did I start crying?

Why do you always act like I'M the bad guy! Quit acting like you're hurt!

Fuck that's just gonna make him more mad. I'm not supposed to cry, I'm in the wrong. I shook my head, finally able to calm down enough to realize...he wasn't mad? He wasn't yelling. Why wasn't he mad?

"You don't hate me?" I asked, my voice cracking.

"Why? What?"

"Because Kiri's over?" I whispered, scared.

"Why would....?" Katsuki asked. "Hosei...that bastard." He growled under his breath as he lovingly stroked my cheek.

"Ei showed me how to thrust." I said, because he has to hate me.

He just doesn't know the context. Of course, if he knew the whole context, he'd get mad. It made sense. And lying would only make it worse.

"Yea?" He asked. "Okay?"

"I liked it." I said in a small voice, tearing up again.

His eyes widened again. This is when he berates me. I tensed up, waiting for his blow up. Instead he looked at Kirishima.

"Can you run me through it?" Katsuki asked Kirishima.

Kirishima looked a bit guilty and nodded. His arms loosed around me but when he noticed my body was still trembling, he held me again. And I hated that I needed it. I enjoyed it. Being comforted and held. I really was the worst. His hand rubbed soothing circles on my back. I relaxed a bit, even though I didn't want to.

"She called me about 20 minutes ago and seemed really upset. Her phone suddenly cut out so I ran over here to check on her. When she opened the door she was in tears because she was nervous she'd make the pegging experience bad for you."

I buried my head into Kirishima's chest. He rubbed my back and continued.

He hates me. He hates me. He hates me.

"I asked what would help her feel more prepared and she said if she was shown how to do it. So I showed her."

Kirishima paused.

"I was also into it." He admitted guiltily. "I guided her hips with my hands and I made things awkward."

I wanted to argue because it wasn't awkward for me. It was hot. But saying that would make things worse. A million times worse and I was already in deep shit.

"So you both feel guilty...because he touched your hips to help you peg me." Katsuki said.

I froze again. He sounded...amused. I looked up from Kirishima's chest to find a small smirk on Katsuki's face. He looked at Kirishima who blushed and looked away. Katsuki looked at me, putting his hand on my cheek, stroking it with his thumb. I screwed my eyebrows together, completely stunned by this reaction. I didn't know what this meant and it put me more on edge.

"First I'm not mad. At all. Ei and I talked about this." Katsuki said.

What?

I looked up at Kirishima in surprise, whose blush deepened.

"Talking about that and this are two different things."

"Not really." Katsuki shrugged.

Kirishima blustered at Katsuki's nonchalance and they bickered back and forth until I raised my hand.

"Can someone please fill me in?" I said in a small voice.

"I..uh. " Kirishima let out a sigh. "I saw you guys that day in the office right?"

My face heated up and I nodded.

"So ever since I couldn't...really...stop thinking about it? And at first I felt guilty because I thought that I was attracted to just you. But it was always you WITH Kats...not usually either of you by yourselves. I mean both of you are individually hot just-ugh." He groaned, his blush deepening.

"He started acting weird around me and I cornered him until he talked." Katsuki butt in. "He told me he thinks he likes us both. And when he told me, I realized I was okay with that. More than okay."

My eyes widened and I turned to Kirishima whose eyes were screwed shut. It's true. But wait. Was this a test? Was this really okay? Or what if this happens and then one of us realized we weren't okay with it. What did this mean? What is this now? Kirishima gave me a light tap on the head.

"Just take it at face value...I haven't really figured out anything beyond me being attracted to you both." He mumbled.

I looked at Katsuki who watched me take all this information in.

"So I'm not in trouble?" I asked softly.

"No."

Doubts still ran around in my mind and at this point Katsuki started to look irritated. So he looked at Kirishima.

"Ei. Kiss her."

I turned to ice in his arms. I wouldn't move. I couldn't believe what I heard.

"Don't." I whispered. "If you're testing me don't. Just yell at me."

"I'm not." Katsuki asserted. "This really is okay. No games. I promise."

Katsuki put his hand on my chin and turned me to face Kirishima who was looking down at me, debating in his head. After a moment, he glanced at Katsuki who nodded. Then he leaned down and touched his lips softly to mine. It was a small touch but I was brought to reality all at once. Katsuki wanted Kirishima to be here. I...I wanted him to be here. I liked being in his arms. And his hug is so different from Katsuki's. And he's warm and nice and apparently has a kiss that made me want to smile.

Where Katsuki is lean and strong, Kirishima was built like a brick house, almost dwarfing me. It made me feel delicate which...I also liked. Kirishima's lips pressed to mine again and I pressed back, hesitant. We broke apart with a slight pop. I couldn't look at Katsuki, I was scared. Kirishima made the choice for me and turned my chin towards him. I looked at him, then looked down, my eyes widened. He...was half hard.

'It took me getting him drunk but Ei admitted everything. One of the things being that he wanted to eat you out." Katsuki said in a husky voice. "Do you want that?"

"I...the..." I said dumbly.

"You'll peg me, don't worry." He said with a smirk. "But I think...since he might be joining the mix...he should get a fantasy in too." He said, his eyes searching mine for any discomfort.

I wasn't uncomfortable with the idea. I was scared that my lack of discomfort would cause problems later on. It always seemed to.

"If...Kirishima's okay with it." I said turning to him.

He looked down at my lips. "Eijirou." He said. "Call me Eijirou."

I nodded. Katsuki took my hand and guided me to the bed. He planted a soft kiss on my forehead. Eijirou walked up and stood at the edge of the bed, waiting.

"Is this okay?" Katsuki asked.

It struck me that I actually had control over this. Where this went. I've slept with multiple people before. But for my opinion to matter this much. For everyone to really want me to want this not for their sake but for mine. I threw my arms around Katsuki and kissed him hard. He made a surprised noise but reciprocated. When we broke apart, I nodded. I felt the bed dip as a hand gently guided my face. Eijirou stared hard, his demeanor changing into one more...commanding. I saw Katsuki shiver next to me from the corner of my eye. This was just like when we went shopping except full blown.

"I need a yes." Eijirou said.

"...Yes." I said softly.

He let go of my face and looked at Katsuki. Katsuki kissed my cheek then travelled down, sucking on my neck. I couldn't look into Eijirou's eyes but I knew his gaze was on me. Every soft kiss Katsuki gave me was magnified under his careful watch. My breath quickened. Eijirou's hands teased at the shirt barely covering my thighs and lifted it up. He sucked in a breath, marveling at the state I was in down there. My panties were soaked through. I tried closing my legs but he kept a tight grip.

"How long have you been wet?" He asked me.

I wanted to be shy but his gaze drew me in. Leaving no way out.

"Since your lesson." I murmured.

Eijirou hummed and got in close. I moved my legs again to cover myself but he pinned me down with a stern look. He hooked a finger in my panties, rubbing my center. Biting his lip, he slowly pulled them off of me, marveling at how unwilling the soaked fabric was to separate from me. He stood up and unbuttoned his pants. The dark boxers were pulled down to reveal...holy shit. Katsuki cursed and I gulped. He was huge. Thick, long and dripping with pre-cum. He took the panties and stroked his cock with the soaked part.

"I've been trying to hide this since you answered the door. You really should consider putting on pants next time." He said, his voice ending in a moan.

He bent over, kneeling at the edge of the bed and gripped my hips, roughly pulling me towards him. It was...fuck it was so hot. I felt myself getting wetter and the look of approval in his eyes wasn't helping. He gave me an experimental lick and my breath stuttered. Katsuki adjusted himself, before lifting my shirt further and licking at my breasts.

Unlike Katsuki, Eijirou's method didn't rush to bring me to the edge. He took his time. Every lick a careful build to a steadily rising amount of pleasure. Katsuki followed his lead, lazily licking and sucking my chest. He pulled off with a pop and moved up to kissing my neck. A low groan left my lips as I started grinding back onto Eijirou's face. He smiled, moving back.

"Show me how you like it." He said.

Then he moved closer and stuck out his tongue, not moving. I whined and ground myself on his tongue feeling kind of humiliated. But the embarrassment, the debasing of myself to chase my own pleasure while he sat there, made me grind faster. My muscles started to tighten as I found a rhythm I liked. He wrapped his arms around my thighs and spread my lips with his thumbs. Then he started licking emphasizing all the places I ground into him the most. Going almost the same rhythm except a little faster. Gasps flew out of my mouth as I met his licks. He made eye contact as he flicked my clit with his tongue.

"Fuck." I gasped as I felt my legs start to tremble.

Katsuki licked his fingers and started rubbing my nipples while he sucked behind my ear. My gasps turned into moans which turned into begging when Katsuki latched his mouth onto my breast and rolled the bud with his tongue. He lightly bit and I cried out, my back arching off the bed. Katsuki stopped sucking and looked at Eijirou.

"Ei finger her." He said before licking the other nipple.

I felt two fingers plunge inside me and fish around before they curled up.

"Ah!" I panted. "Y-yes. There!" I stuttered, my body jerking with each curl of his fingers.

Staccato moans flew out of me as he found a rhythm and started licking again. It's almost too much. It's too much. I squeezed my eyes shut as my body unsuccessfully tried to fold into itself. I clawed at the sheets beside me, losing my grip on everything. Pleasure shooting up and down my body. Radiating from the spots where Katsuki and Eijirou showed no mercy.

My body wound tight as I turned my head to the side trying to catch my breath. I'm so close, I'm so fucking close I could taste it. Katsuki leaned in my ear, his hands still working my poor abused breasts. He went behind me and sat me up. Forcing my chin over to make me watch Eijirou work my folds. His rough, calloused hands went back to working my nipples as we watched my thighs tremble around Eijirou's head.

"Fuck his face baby. Cover my best friend in your cum." He purred in my ear.

The image popped in my mind and I exploded. My thighs gripped around Eijirou's head as I shamelessly ground into it. I covered my face as I came for what felt like forever. He sat up, still using his hand to finger fuck me as his palm ground into my clit. Ripping my hands away from my face, his eyes lit up as he watched me climax. Tears built on the corners of my eyes as I twitched and whined under his gaze. He gripped my hands to prevent me from hiding anything from him or Katsuki as they watched me fall apart to my entirety.

"Eiji-please stop." I whimpered.

"I heard you squirted the other day." Eijirou purred, his fingers not stopping. "Think you can do that again?

I shook my head and struggled. Katsuki stopped his ministrations then hopped from the bed and removed Eijirou's fingers, licking them clean. He laid me down and settled at the edge of the bed, hooking my legs over his shoulders. Then he quickly moved in on my cunt. The difference was fucking night and day. He shoved three fingers in, going at a much faster pace. Then latched onto my cunt and licked at a slightly different rhythm than his fingers. My orgasm built up like a tidal wave. Even quicker than usual because of Eijirou's unwavering lustful gaze.

Eijirou climbed onto the bed where Katsuki was. He sat back and started jacking off with my panties. My cunt clenched, as I saw him lick his lips, his gaze predatory. The precum on Eiji's cock pouring out, mixing in with the already soaked fabric. Katsuki groaned on my clit, the vibrations lighting every nerve ending on fire. Eijirou let out a wanton moan as he stroked faster. His eyes hungrily raked over my body as I writhed under Katsuki's assault. I'm so close. I'm so fucking close.

"Mm! FFf-uck!" I wailed as I gripped the covers, skating the edge.

"Come with me, pet." Eijirou growled.

My back arched off the bed as I squirted all over Katsuki. Warm splashes of cum hit my stomach as Eijirou came, his big cock twitching hard with the effort.

"Fuck Yea!" Katsuki groaned as my body twitched.

I rode his fingers, my toes curling painfully as they dug into his back. Eijirou petted my hair as his eyes shone. Katsuki rubbed my thigh with his other hand as the spasms slowed down. I dropped onto the mattress, boneless, as Katsuki pulled out his fingers and kissed my thighs.

"Good girl." Eijirou said, giving his cock one last pump before letting go.

My face burned but I loved it. I wanted to be his good girl. I liked being his good girl. I nuzzled into his hand, trying to think thoughts after all that. Eijirou placed soft kisses all over my wrists traveling up to my neck while Katsuki rubbed soothing circles on my thighs.

"So. Still doubt it's okay with me?" Katsuki asked cheekily.

"No." I grumbled. "I figured it out along the way."

Eijirou laughed a bit and I smiled. I caught Katsuki looking between us. I could still sense some hesitation but he looked like he was comfortable with this. I looked at Eijirou who absentmindedly kept petting my hair, his brow furrowed slightly. Then his lips curled into a slight smile. I felt relieved. It's...a process but it seemed good. This felt good. I turned towards Eijirou.

"Can you get my harness please?" I asked sweetly.

Katsuki's eyes widened.

"I know for a fact you need to recover." He said hastily.

"I can get on my knees." I said cheekily as Eijirou handed me my harness. "Besides, a brat like you needs to be put in his place." I said, my voice turning dark. "Your little plan to wear me out didn't work."

Katsuki gulped as Eijirou and I turned towards him.

"Get on the bed, doll." Eijirou said, his voice leaving no room for argument.

Katsuki's eyes widened at him. He looked...really nervous. I reached out and grabbed his chin. I tried to channel all of my calm and confidence.

"I'll take care of you, love." I said my voice coming out commanding, sultry and enticing.

His eyes grew half lidded as he zeroed in on me. He gulped and got on the bed, his cock straining against his boxers. He sat down and faced us. Eijirou crawled over to him and pulled off his boxers. There wasn't any kissing or touching beyond that but it was intense. I couldn't predict the things they were thinking but I knew they've both been looking forward to this moment for a long time. They almost looked like they couldn't believe it was happening.

Eijirou bit his lip and planted a soft kiss on Katsuki's forehead. Katsuki stiffened for a bit then grabbed his face and kissed him hard on the lips. They broke apart, then kissed again and again a sigh of relief radiating from both of them. Eijirou pulled back and I could see the shine in Katsuki's eyes. Eijirou glanced at me then him and let a slow deep breath out.

"Turn around." Eijirou said after a moment.

Katsuki complied and I felt my nerves shoot up again. Eijirou rubbed my back, then took my hand and placed it on Katsuki's ass. He used my hand to knead the skin there in slow soothing circles. Katsuki slowly but surely relaxed. Eijirou pulled out the lube and spread it all over our hands. Feeling him slowly slick it all over my fingers, soft squelches and the intense look in his eye stoked a burning heat in my abdomen.

"Ready?" He asked us.

I nodded and Katsuki took a deep breath.

"Ready."

"Okay this is gonna feel weird at first alright?" Eijirou cautioned as he gave me a nod.

Eijirou hesitantly curled his hand around Katsuki's cock, giving a few experimental pumps. Katsuki gasped and Eijirou gave me a nod. I reached out and circled the hole before slowly sinking my finger in. Katsuki tensed up even as Eijirou kept stroking his cock to ease the sting. I felt a slight bump and pushed. Katsuki let out a strangled moan.

"Should I stop?" I asked him. "How are we feeling?"

"...Again." He grunted.

His voice sounded embarrassed and desperate. I looked at Eijirou. He smiled and nodded. Katsuki moaned and whined with every stroke. He buried his head in the sheets, his whole body turning red As I kept going.

"Add another finger." Eijirou said.

I complied, hearing Katsuki's moans pitch higher and more desperate. He started to move his hips in time with my fingers. Slowly but surely we eased Katsuki until he was stretched out to Eijirou's satisfaction. He hummed and looked between Katsuki's legs.

"How are we feeling?" I asked again.

Katsuki didn't answer. I looked down to see what he was feeling and my eyes widened. Katsuki's eyes were hazy, tongue lolling as he panted. Drool trailed from his lips, a deep blush painting over his face. It was...beautiful. I bit my lip. I looked over to Eijirou who leaned in close to my ear.

"It's only gonna get better from here."

The thought sent a thrill down my spine. I got up and quickly pulled on the harness. Making sure it was secure before climbing back on the bed. I pressed the dildo against his hole and paused.

"Is this okay?" I asked.

He nodded.

"I need a yes." I said firmly.

"Yes. Fucking do it." He whined, his voice shaky.

I wanted to comment on his tone but...not now. Not while he's trying something so new. I looked at Eijirou who started pumping Katsuki's cock again. I slowly sunk the tip in, Katsuki hissed in response, tensing.

"Try to relax." I said softly.

Eijirou lazily stroked his cock and rubbed soothing circles in his back as I slowly but surely sunk in. Katsuki panted beneath me, trying to adjust to the sensation. Finally, I was all the way in.

"Katsuki? Tell me when I can move okay?" I said

"Okay,'' he said in a tight voice.

Eijirou kept stroking his cock and rubbing circles on his back until Katsuki moved his hips forward and back a bit. He let out a breath.

"Okay. You can move." He said softly.

I leaned over and kissed his back tenderly.

"Thanks for trusting me."

I pulled my hips back and thrusted. He gasped. I pushed back in and out a few times trying to get the hang of it. Then Katsuki let out a loud moan. I froze. Then tried to repeat. He moaned again, this time higher pitched. I think I found it. I started a rhythm thrusting slowly, the way Eijirou showed me. Katsuki's hands grabbed the pillow.

"Faster." He panted, fucking back into me. "Please"

I obliged, grabbing his ass and setting a more brutal pace. A long moan rattled out of him as loud squelches filled the air. Ei sat back, stroking his cock in time, his eyes trained on where my strap disappeared into his ass.

"Fuck! Harder. Just like that!" Katsuki panted, the covers starting to steam where his hand gripped.

I pushed his back down and fucked into him. Feeling powerful and in control and so unbelievably turned on. I could feel my cunt soaking the back of the dildo as Katsuki writhed underneath me. Every single moan that flew out his mouth went straight to my head and cunt. THE Katsuki Bakugo, begging me to fuck him harder. I could get used to this but I wasn't done.

Katsuki whined. He whined when I stopped. I pulled out slowly and he gasped when I was all the way out. God I wanted to touch myself. I pinched my nipples and bit my lip, trying to will myself to focus. Eijirou crawled up to me and lapped at my breasts. His sharp teeth caused me to buck into his touch. He loosened the harness a bit and reached down, circling my sensitive bud. Katsuki huffed, impatient. Eijirou popped off my breast.

"Wait, you brat." He growled.

Then he sat up and kissed me. His other hand stroked my plastic dick and I don't know what it is about it but it made every nerve a live wire. His tongue traced my lips then he pulled me into a deeper kiss. He thumbed my nipples as he leaned in close to my ear.

"Make him beg, pet." He murmured in my ear.

Fuck.

Fuck yes fuck .

He kissed my neck and sucked and it's so fucking different and good. He bit into it, I sighed as he pulled my hair back. He smirked, then kissed me softly. Like he had all the time in the world. He Fucking had me in a vice grip. I...oh god I wanted so much but for right now I wanted one thing.

"Can I suck your cock?" I asked.

He abruptly pulled back and looked into my eyes.

"You may." He said and I felt his words wash over me.

My body sunk down, face level with his hot throbbing member.

"Katsuki. Watch." I said sternly.

I watched him reluctantly reposition himself and his eyes widened at the sight. Eijirou towering over me, his cock pressed to my cheek.

"Don't touch yourself." I said before I kissed the tip.

Eijirou hissed as I licked along the length of his cock. I started at the tip and sunk down, trying to accommodate his size. It was hard but it made my thighs clench. Eijirou grabbed the back of my head but didn't push. He let me set the pace. I sucked what I could reasonably fit down my throat and jerked the rest. The harness was like a chastity belt, preventing me from getting that beloved friction and I loved it.

Heat pooled at my core as I sped up, spit flying everywhere. Eijirou cursed as he accidentally thrusted a bit. I gagged a bit and I could see parts of him harden his fingers scratching my head a bit.. I reached up and massaged his balls as he lost himself using me as a fleshlight. My body was reaching a fever pitch and I wanted to be touched and fucked so bad but I needed to see this glorious cock cum. I yanked my head back, stood up and forced Eijirou to sit on the bed facing Katsuki. I reached my hand down and jerked his cock.

Katsuki looked like he didn't know where to focus. His gaze flicked from me to Eijirou to his dick to my strap. His cock stood harder than I've ever seen it, a fountain of pre-cum dripping down. He trembled and I saw the look in his eyes become desperate as I leaned into Eijirou's ear. My hand curled around his throat and he tensed. His cock twitched in my hand and by the way he was desperately thrusting into my grip, I knew he was close. In this moment, Eijirou was a slave to his desires.

"Cum all over him." I growled in his ear.

With a loud cry, he came all over Katsuki who looked ten seconds from cumming himself. Eijirou panted as I milked him for all he was worth. Then I let go.

"Please someone touch my cock." Katsuki whined.

Eijirou shakily sat up and he must've glared because Katsuki's mouth snapped shut.

"You just want a touch?" He growled.

He held up his foot to Katsuki.

"If you're that desperate, grind on my foot and cum."

Katsuki didn't move, warring with his pride. Eijirou used his foot to press down and rubbed up and down his cock. Katsuki blushed, clearly embarrassed but his body shivered at the contact. He looked away.

"You seem to like this Kacchan." Eijirou mocked. "You can cum right now if you want."

He shook his head. "No. Please. Please fuck me." Katsuki begged.

"Are you gonna be patient til I'm done with your girlfriend?" He asked.

Katsuki whimpered and nodded.

"Good boy."

Katsuki's body jolted and he blushed. Eijirou scoffed and pulled me back onto the bed. He glanced at Katsuki and a wicked gleam entered his eye. He stood at the edge of the bed where I was before, standing behind me.

"I think he deserves a little punishment yea?" Eijirou asked me.

"What do you have in mind?"

"I think I want to remind Katsuki what he's waiting for." He said playfully. "Bend over."

I got on my hands and knees hesitantly. Eijirou undid the harness. I gave him a questioning look but I let him do what he needed to. Then he grabbed my neck and pushed down gently. Oh...oh. My breath picked up.

"Y/N. You can tell me to stop at any point." He said gently. "Okay?"

"Okay. I will." I said breathlessly.

He lined up at my entrance and I was nervous. Sure I was soaked but I've never...not with someone so big. He pushed in and I felt the air being punched out of me. He sank in slowly inch by inch forever until miraculously somehow he fit all the way inside.

"While we wait for you to adjust, I'm going to give you some tips." He said gently.

"Always try to introduce something familiar with new things. It helps the receiving person relax." He said gently as his finger circled my clit.

I nodded, my body trembling. I moved my hips and let out a shaky breath.

"And asking is usually a turn on." Eijirou said, his voice a low rumble. "For example, how hard do you want me to fuck you in front of your boyfriend?"

My body tightened up, Eijirou rubbed my back with a light laugh.

"If you look, you'll realize he kinda likes this."

I glanced up at Katsuki to see him panting, his cock twitching in anticipation. He gripped the covers, a steam rising from where his hands laid. He was biting his lips, eyes trained on me. I looked back at Eijirou.

"Hard." I said.

His hands gripped my hips, snapping his forward and I saw stars. I couldn't move, he used me as a fleshlight, thrusting into my a-spot over and over and over. I whimpered and sobbed, unable to get a grip on who I was.

"Oh god, oh god, oh god" I chanted, my voice cracking under the intensity.

He put his hand around my neck and pulled my back by my arms. He put one leg up on the bed and thrusted even deeper than before.

"Look at your boyfriend, pet. Make sure he sees." Eijirou commanded.

It wasn't like I had a choice. He kept my face in place and forced me to look. I could only imagine what he saw. His girlfriend drooling and moaning around a cock that isn't his. A monstrous mountain of a man who's pace was relentless and unforgiving. The smoke on the covers burned hotter, more dark, releasing an acrid smell. His cock was a very angry red, full of unreleased cum. His pupils were dilated as he watched Eijirou fuck me.

"You wanna get fucked like this Katsuki?" He growled. "Answer me."

"Yes." Katsuki answered, he looked at me. "Please."

"Good. After this she will." Eijirou hummed, pleased.

He rubbed my clit and I convulsed around his cock. I don't know if he came. I didn't even know what fucking day it was. All I knew was my body crumpling in on itself trying to contain the pleasure I was feeling. When my body stilled, Eijirou pulled out with a loud squelch. I looked back and his cock was drenched. A long string of slick dripped off of his softening cock.

"I think he's been patient enough. Don't you?" Eijirou said to me, glancing at Katsuki.

Give me a minute big guy sheesh.

I looked at Katsuki. He was shaking, obedient and still. Pupils almost drowning out the red as he tried so hard to be good. I smiled a little ruefully knowing I'm going to need a few days after all this. I pointed to my harness and Eijirou handed it to me. I willed feeling back into my everything as I looked at Katsuki.

"Turn around." I said and Katsuki immediately obliged.

"Eijirou. Suck his dick." I said. "Please."

He crawled over, barely recovered from his orgasm and laid down under Katsuki, licking the tip. Katsuki moaned obscenely loud at the contact, earning a chuckle from Eijirou. I crawled onto the bed, grabbing Katsuki's ass as I positioned myself, straddling over Eijirou's body.

"Ready?"

"Yes mistress." Katsuki whimpered. "Please fuck me like that."

Holy fucking shit.

A thrill ran down my spine as I thrusted into him hard. A harsh cry ripped out of his throat and I was worried for a second.

"D-don't stop." He whimpered. "Please."

"Eijirou, suck him like your life depends on it." I grunted.

Then I pounded into him. The loud slap of skin meeting skin played just over the sound of Eijirou slurping and slobbering all over Katsuki's cock. Katsuki wailed and writhed, unable to handle all the sensations coming at once. Eijirou gripped his legs and I grabbed his hair, never stopping my pace.

Pretty whines and moans rained out his mouth as he sobbed into the pillows. Garbled half words punched out of his mouth as he flew closer and closer to the edge. Trying to communicate but ultimately being too cock drunk to do it effectively.

"Cl-close-" he managed to choke out.

Little explosions popped out of his hands and we were ruining his sheets but I wasn't going to stop. Eijirou deepthroated him and I thrusted two more times before he let out a loud strangled cry and came everywhere. I kept going, watching Katsuki breathlessly thanking me for fucking him and letting him come. Eijirou choked and sputtered as he moved out of the way slightly. Katsuki's breath stuttered as he kept cumming all over the sheets. When he stopped, he collapsed on his side. Eyes screwed shut, tears down his face, breathing heavy. I removed the harness immediately and sat him up, holding him. I looked at Eijirou who was using unruined parts of the sheets to wipe himself off. He also was looking at Katsuki carefully.

"Hey baby. Are you okay?" I asked delicately.

He breathed for half a minute, my anxiety growing with each second that passed.

"Maybe I should call you daddy." He said

I snorted and Eijirou cackled. Katsuki laughed lightly and snuggled into me. He looked over to Eijirou and motioned him over. We all cuddled into each other needing some softness after all that.

"Seriously though. Was it okay?" I asked. "The pegging part."

"We're doing that again." He said.

I looked over to Eijirou who kind of held me like a teddy bear.

"How are you feeling?" I asked.

"Like I shouldn't feel as good as I do right now." He murmured.

Why not?

"You dating anyone else?" I asked.

"No." He said. Then he paused. "Else?"

"Not that I'm implying we're dating you now or..." I scrambled, making sure Eijirou didn't feel any pressure.

"We should probably at least take him to dinner after all this." Katsuki mumbled.

"No yea I think that's the least we could do." I agreed

"Uhh?? I had fun?? I should take you guys to dinner, I intruded." Eijirou insisted.

"So anyway, Katsuki, I'm thinking of that one place? The one we passed the other day that looked nice?" I said to Katsuki.

"I'll check the menu later but that's a good idea." He mumbled.

Eijirou looked between us and huffed.

"You guys are stubborn when you're not horny." He grumbled.

"Speaking of horny." I said, turning towards Eijirou and opened my legs.

He looked down, watching his seed drip out. He blushed but he couldn't keep his eyes off of it. It was like a puppy looking at a treat. I sighed and closed my legs.

"Two guys with a breeding kink. We're really gonna test the limits of my birth control huh."

Eijirou jumped.

"Oh shit."

"Yea Katsu said the same thing." I grumbled.

"Sorry..." Eijirou pouted.

I looked at him with wide eyes. He looked to the side, guilty. A pout prominent on his face as thoughts ran through his head. He's so cute. I grabbed him with a tight hug and a huge smile.

"It's okay!" I said, grabbing his face. "Seriously. I was kidding."

He hesitantly grabbed my hips, his eyes still concerned.

"You sure? I mean, I rushed in here without thinking..." he trailed off then another lightbulb went off. "Also I'm tested, I mean STD free. I got tested after my last hookup and it was clean and that was several months ago-"

I covered his mouth to stop his rambling.

"We're also clean." I said. "Also several months? That's a while."

"Hookups can be fun but....it's not my thing." He said softly avoiding our gazes.

Katsuki sat up and roughly hugged Eijirou.

"You better not be implying that was just a hookup idiot."

Eijirou blushed and untangled himself.

"Then what was it?"' He asked softly.

"It sure as hell wasn't casual." Katsuki huffed. "I've...I've never. Done anything like this with anyone."

"I've also...never done anything like this." I agreed. "And we both wanted you here so that counts for something right?"

"We can-" Eijirou started.

"I-" Katsuki said.

They looked at each other. Katsuki cleared his throat.

"We don't have to talk about this now." Eijirou said softly.

"Well we have to do something because otherwise you wouldn't look like that!" Katsuki huffed angrily.

"If this was just something spontaneous that's fine-"

"You were the reason I was open to this!" Katsuki yelled."

We both looked at him.

"I," He gulped and ran his hands through his hair. "There was a while when...I thought...I thought about being with you like this. More often than I was willing to admit." He said softly a blush creeping across his features.

I looked away, waiting for a sting that didn't come. I was surprised to find out I was completely fine with this. So Eijirou was the person everyone thought Katsuki would end up with. Makes sense.

"But we were both trying to build our careers and I needed to recover from the bullshit that happened during our high school years. Then years kept passing by."

Eijirou looked at me. I flicked my eyes to Katsuki and he looked back at him.

"When we were talking about the pegging thing, it brought me back." He said softly. "It...probably never really left. When you told me that you liked us. I was relieved. I know it took alot for you to admit that but I'm glad you did."

Katsuki looked at me, throat bobbing. Waiting. Scared. I don't mind Katsuki liking Eijirou. But both of us being with him stirred feelings.

"This scares me a bit. To be honest." I said softly.

Eijirou and Katsuki froze up. For a moment, before he covered it up, Katsuki looked heartbroken.

"I'm not against it, I just...I can't launch into it." I said.

I sighed deeply and decided to rip the bandaid off.

"Hosei used to make me sleep with other people and then get mad that I did it. This clearly isn't that. And neither of you are like that. I'm just scared."

"And...this sucks to say. Like really sucks but I'm scared you'll like him more than me." I said squeezing my eyes shut. "You guys have a ton of history. Which isn't fair at all and it's dumb but I'm intimidated. What if I don't fit?"

One of them moved towards me and I backed up a bit. I opened my eyes and kept them on the blanket below us.

"I'm...also scared of having more to lose." I said softly. "I just...feel like I got lucky and don't want to push it. I'm anxious and scared. A lot. With anything new and-"

Katsuki crawled over, picked me up and plopped me in between him and Eijirou. Both of them felt warm. And safe.

"Does this feel right to you?"

It did. But.

"Yes or no?" Katsuki asked.

I nodded my head.

"Do you want to date Eijirou, or work towards that?" He asked.

I looked up at him. His eyes were full of concern and understanding. He was built like a bear and had a really nice smile and made me feel safe. But what if-

One guy is never enough for you

You always make me feel like I'm not enough, that's why I bring more guys. It's for you.

Hosei's voice started to morph and shape more onto Katsuki's and I felt panic claw up my throat. I balled my hands into fists willing it to stop there before it consumed me.

"Yes." I said before the doubts could fully form.

Eijirou blushed. Katsuki turned me towards him.

"You won't ever lose me. Or have to compete or whatever. We'll talk it out and see how it goes. I'll always love you. I just also love him. Is that okay?"

Doubts swirled and broke apart before fully formed. They mixed together into new doubts and resurfaced as old ones. All bubbling in my chest.

But what if everything went right?

An image of me sitting in Eijirou's lap while we waited for Katsuki to come home. Planning a surprise together with Katsuki for Eijirou. More hugs. More kisses. Alot of love. And Katsuki would be happy. Really happy. And I could be happy. I wasn't currently in love with Eijirou but he's the kind of guy I could easily love.

"We have to communicate. Like everything." I said.

I looked over to Eijirou who sat very still and very quiet.

"How do you feel about all this? Be honest." I said.

"I'm kind of in shock. About everything."

We looked at him, waiting for him to continue.

"I mean in high school, I had feelings for you Katsuki. But you were so focused and I...I didn't feel good enough."

"You- what?" Katsuki sputtered a vein popping out.

"Just-! You and Midoriya were doing things I couldn't even dream of and I just didn't want to get in the way. And after everything settled, I knew you needed a friend. I knew you needed time. So I just...hid the feelings until they disappeared." He said softly. "When it was too much, I'd hook up to try to forget. Eventually the feelings did go away."

He turned towards me.

"When he got with you, I wasn't even jealous. So I was sure I moved on. I even thought 'wow they look good together, good for them' but I always felt a little sad after thinking that."

He looked at Katsuki.

"Then you guys had a rough spot and it hurt to see you hurting. I wanted to take care of you. And...I was mad at her for hurting you. So when I found out about Midoriya and Yoko's plan, I wanted to help."

He looked away and turned towards the wall, a little blush on his face.

"And when I shared stories about Katsuki, I could see you still loved him and I was so relieved. None of what I was feeling made sense. Til you guys fucked at the office."

The blush on his cheeks deepened as he curled into himself, focusing on not meeting either of our eyes.

"My very first thought was 'I want to be there too.' And it hit me like a ton of bricks. Now I was in love with two people. People who I don't even know are interested. It sucked."

"Eijirou." I said.

He didn't move. I narrowed my eyes and reached out, grabbing his cheeks and pulling them outwards. He pried me off with tears pooling at the corners of his eyes.

"What was that for?!"

"I got so mad hearing you shit talk yourself I needed to take it out."

He gaped his mouth at me.

"I want to know how you feel about this. When you ignore the anxiety." I said.

"I kind of..." He said softly with a blush. "I mean I obviously want to take this slow but. I...really want to." He blushed.

Katsuki lightly punched his arm.

"Quit holding back. Just say what you're thinking."

"I really liked cumming inside you." He blurted out.

I widened my eyes.

"And I like all of us hugging. And I actually do want us to go to dinner together. And I've wanted to kiss Katsuki for a really long time." He stammered. "And I've fantasized about him sucking my dick more times than I can count. I've probably fantasized about the reverse just as much."

He put his hands over his face, violently blushing. Katsuki snorted.

"I asked Yoko to send me a picture of you in that cheerleader outfit."

I laughed. I couldn't help it. He was so cute and I was so relieved and everything was so new.

"Don't laugh! Are you really okay with this?" He whined.

I climbed into his lap and put his arms around me. His dick jumped when he felt the remnants of our combined cum drip onto it. I laid my hand on his chest. He eventually hugged me.

"I'm okay with it as long as you give me lots of hugs." I said.

He hugged me tight.

"I can do that." He said so sincerely it made me laugh again. "Everyday if you need me to."

I looked at Katsuki who looked complete. I obviously can't predict whether this will work out. But I'd gamble anything for him to look like this. And based on how nice this feels, I'd say we've got good odds.

"So for now, I guess you're dating us." Katsuki said, trying to conceal his eagerness.

"I guess so." Eijirou murmured.

He leaned over and pecked Katsuki on the lips, whose eyes widened. Then he leaned into the kiss. They kissed each other shyly. Then got into the kiss. I...liked seeing them together. He broke off from Katsuki. Katsuki gave him an awkward smile and hugged him. Eijirou smiled wide and hugged back tightly. We sat there for a while longer before deciding to take a bath. It was a tight fit but none of us really wanted to be apart yet. We got clean and climbed into bed. Katsuki and I decided to put Eijirou in the middle just in case he tried to doubt himself at some point.

After a bit of adjusting we ended up sleeping. Both of them were heat radiators so the room was almost too cozy. I managed to fall sleep after cuddling into Eijirou. Shuffling woke me up. Based on how deeply Katsuki seems to be asleep it's been at least an hour. I looked over to see Eijirou trying to get himself off. I sat up and he froze. I looked at him, then his cock.

"Want some help?" I whispered.

He looked away. I smiled and got close to him.

"Doesn't morning wood usually happen in the morning?" I joked.

"I got excited about things we could do. At first it was cute then..." He trailed off.

"Wanna tell me one of your fantasies?" I asked sleepily.

"It's...related to earlier." He said reluctantly.

I mentally recapped the events until a lightbulb hit me. Then I straddled him, pressing the tip of his erect cock at my entrance. Then I leaned in.

"You want me to be your little cum slut?" I whispered in his ear.

He jumped, his breathing turned heavy.

"Yes." He whispered back.

I sunk down on him, ignoring the slight sting. His cock throbbed, I could tell he was already close. He grabbed my ass and maneuvered me the way he liked.

"Don't hold back." I said softly

He picked up the pace, sucking on my tits as he rammed into me. His breathing was becoming unsteady as he got close to the finish line. The slap of skin on skin wet and loud. He grunted and came, spurt after spurt of his seed coating my insides

"My turn." Katsuki huffed.

I jumped as Katsuki sat up. He motioned for me to get up. He rubbed Eijirou's cock and it seemed to magically come to life. No refractory period.

"Nitroglycerin." He said simply.

"Good to know." I said mentally putting away that note for later.

They passed me back and forth a few rounds til they were satisfied. At this point, I was ready to pass out so I was grateful. Katsuki wanted to ride Eijirou but his ass was sore. I also imagine Eijirou's size was intimidating even to the new Katsuki who suddenly loved to bottom. We sleepily stripped the bed and balled up the sheets to wash in the morning. Once we put another set of sheets on the bed we all curled together and slept. It may have been gross but I was too damn tired to bathe.

This time, I woke up alone with the curtains drawn tight. Given how bright the little peeks of sunlight were in the spaces between the drapes, it was probably around noon. I grabbed the nearest t-shirt, which was surprisingly huge on me and tried to look for signs of the guys. When I noticed the Crimson Riot logo, the size of the shirt made a lot more sense. The smell of food pulled me towards the kitchen and I heard their voices drift into the hallway as I got closer.

"...don't want to."

"Kats I do, I'm just kinda worried. What if-I mean-"

"Ei are you having second thoughts?"

"No. I mean well Y/N..."

I stopped walking, trying to listen in. They stayed silent a beat too long and suddenly Katsuki whipped around the corner with a spatula in hand. A long stare in his eyes.

"Nice to see you're awake."

I smiled sheepishly at him and walked into the kitchen. I glanced at Eijirou who quickly looked away from me. My eyebrows pulled together.

"Y/N..." He called out softly. "Do you...How do you feel about last night?"

Honestly? Still processing but the things I did process...

I walked up to Eijirou and wrapped my arms around him. He froze for a second and hugged me back.

"Still processing. But I like waking up to you if that goes for anything." I answered into his chest.

His chest moved as a tiny sigh of relief left him. He rubbed my back.

"You hungry?" He asked, pulling a plate over.

"Starving."

We ate and joked around. Well, I mostly watched Eijirou and Katsuki banter back and forth. And I realized I felt completely happy. I was distinctly aware that not too long ago this was a seemingly impossible wish I buried deep down. To be with people who made me happy and cared. Who I also cared for and would do anything for. There wasn't anything lacking in this moment for me.

Well, there was just one thing.

Memories of how I acted at the start of yesterday replayed. Not just yesterday. There's so many times it's affected me. And a part of me felt ashamed, angry and defeated. I've been in enough therapy to know that healing takes time. That it wasn't unreasonable to have this reaction. I could practically feel Dr. Serwa's leather chair as she would tell me time and time again that leaving was the brave act. And she's right. Hands down. I know this and know this well.

But that part of me hated it. Here I was. Still cowering under just the memory of him. The last I saw Hosei, I was sobbing into Auntie's arms at his abuse. The time before that I just disappeared into the night. It might've been stupid but that tiny part of me needed him to see me okay. That I got back on my feet. That I'm thriving. It's stupid and almost a guaranteed bad idea but I needed it.

His opinion meant nothing to me. But mine did. And I hated myself for running away from him literally every time we parted ways. Even if it was always the right call for me to do so. I wanted to be strong and happy in front of him just once. And leave. Not in a panic or out of fear. Just once, where I'm in control. My smile faded a little bit as I considered the options. I stabbed my fork in the last bite of my food as I landed on a decision.

For the sake of that tiny part of me that needs it. I'll see Hosei one last time.

TO BE CONTINUED

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Part 2 of the SBI rust g/t prompt! :]

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2 days later, he returned.

Once again, it took Tommy all the self control he could muster not to hug wilbur with his hand when he saw him. Wilbur chuckled and sat down, closer to the giant, he found.

Most of the visit, and the one that would follow, had Wilbur looking through old scientific researches, noting down important info in his book, and talking to Tommy.

And everytime, Tommy brought his hand to Wilbur's head and did what he would later call 'mini cuddles'.

"You like doing that stuff, do you?"

"Been so long since I had a proper hug. My mom used to do that kinda stuff when I was younger."

Wilbur widened at the quiet, hoarse voice.

"... Oh?"

"Yeah." Tommy added, and goodness, he sounded so young. "It was nice... I miss it."

"It's... probably not easy to get a good hug in your conditions." He tried lightning the mood.

"... you're right."

Shit.

That was... very awkward.

Wilbur didn't know how to handle that.

"... I really miss it."

He groaned internaly. What was he supposed to do??!?!? He was very glad when he got away from his house, and disasters kept happening so he didn't have to worry about family dinners. How was he supposed to deal with a kid that missed his parents?!

"Well, um..." he tried, not having a clue where this was going. "At least you're..... not.... alone?" Wonderful start, Wilbur. "I'm keeping you company if that's anything..."

Silence drew out. It was really, really, awkward.

"... Yeah." Tommy nodded ever so slightly. "... Can I try to hug you?"

Wilbur's breath got caught in his throat.

A hug. As in, close to his chest. As in, carried by the giant. As in, a good dozen feet away from the ground with little to no freedom of movement....

Oh hell no, he thought.

"Suuuuuuuuure?" He replied.

Tommy smiled, and he tried offering one back. "Just be careful, please." He added.

"Okay." He said.

Then, a hand thrice his size came for him. He closed his eyes as fingers wrapped around him like a blanket and he was brought off the ground.

He felt movement until a fabric, which he deduced was a shirt. He was softly pressed against it as the hand rubbed against him.

That... was.... weird. Weird was a good word to describe it.

Slowly, he brought his hands in front of the mass in a pitiful attempt to embrace it. It probably looked comical.

He felt Tommy's second hand coming and cupping the first. It... didn't feel awful. Weird, sure, but not awful.

After a few minutes that seemed an eternity to the human, he was brought down to the ground. When he saw the giant's expression, it had a smile on it.

"Thank you Wilbur."

"..No problem."

The rest of that day was spent reading the documents and doing lighter conversations with the teen.

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3 days, 2 days, 2 days, 2 days, 3 days, 1 day, 3 days, 1 day, 2 days, 1 day....

Turned out, there was a whole fucking lot of papers to read.

But Wilbur didn't mind going back to the Dome every other day.

And he didn't mind the company there.

But he was determined to finish his researches today.

Which made Tommy's more often intervention particularly annoying today.

"So, they messed up with like, nuclear shit?"

"No, no. The nuclear testings were 4 years prior to that, I told you already."

"But then how come the researches were public after this one??"

"They kept it to themselves, Tommy. Couldn't risk other countries knowing about such a thing."

"Well that's dumb."

"I'm not gonna be one to judge. Can I continue reading now?"

"Mmhh, I don't know, you've had your head stuck in the paper since you came."

"Tommy."

"Okay, okay. Geez."

"Thank you."

He read in silence, a small satisfaction building inside of Wilbur with each page closer to the end.

And he was really glad Tommy wasn't in a too rambly mood today. Sometimes, he would tell stories of when he was younger, or elaborate on random thoughts. It was nice and a wonderful occasion to know the teen better. Not to mention, the giant was very endearing. But today, all wilbur needed was calm and silence.

And he got silence.

As time went by, though, he felt eyes more and more insistant looking at him.

With a small grunt, he looked up and saw the face almost 5 time his size (could be more, he wasn't sure himself.) Looking indeed at him like he was trying to read his soul.

"What's up?" He tried not to be too aggressive in his tone. There was only 10 or so pages left.

"You know I was like you before."

A beat of silence. Then confusion.

"... what?"

"Finish your reading and I'll tell you about it. You want it done today."

Wow. Way to be passive agressive.

"... I..." wilbur sighed. "I can take the papers back home and study them there." He sighed, putting the small little pile down. He wouldn't get much sleep, tonight, would he? "What do you mean, you 'were like me'?"

Tommy smiled at Wilbur, though its joy dissapeared as quickly as it came. Melancholy or nostalgia perhaps.

"I used to be... you know... small." He used his hand to illustrate, having his thumb and pointing finger about the size of Wilbur apart.

".... Heh?"

"Yeah." He chuckled at the confusion. "I wasn't born like that."

The natural question followed.

"Then how...?? How did you get like that?"

Tommy looked almost sad as he said. "Well, what are the papers about?"

Wilbur frowned. He looked at the papers, and his book, and back at Tommy.

What are they about?? Well, obviously, about the incident that resulted in humanity's downfall and the mutation of a ton of-

Oh.

Mutation of-

"... you're a... mutan?" He tried. That sounded weird on his tongue, but that was the only word that applied.

"Victim of a bunch of weird radiations. It almost sounds like a movie speech if you present it right."

Wilbur only looked at him, mouth agape.

".... Huh."

Tommy chuckled humourlessly. "Yeah. I know.

It kinda fucked up everyone."

"Well... I feel like, in those circumstances, it gives you advantages of some kinds." Wilbur reassured.

"... mh. Not that great when I can't have a house that fits me, but..."

Wilbur looked around. "... the dome fits you."

"For now. I'm only, like, 16. I don't know how big I'll get."

"YOU'RE 16 YEARS OLD??!?!?"

Tommy tried really hard not to burst out laughing at the absolute shock. Hand rushing to cover his mouth.

"Mh-hm." He nodded, repressing his wheeze.

"Holy shit you're a FUCKING CHILD!!??!"

"I'm a teenager."

"YOU'RE A FUCKI- OH MY GOD."

Wilbur paced around the room as Tommy giggled in small bursts that vibrated through the brunette's body.

"A child. A child who turned into a fucking giant. And he's my neighbour. What the fuck. What the actual fuck."

"I thought you figured out, since you always call me a child."

"Everyone my younger by at least two years deserves that nickname- I knew you were young but holy shit-"

"Well, I'm almost a man if you take the old legal system."

"Yeah,right" he scoffed "the legal system that surely applies 8 years or so after turning into ruins- Wait."

Wilbur paled and he looked into giant blue eyes.

"... How long have you been alone?"

The silence covered the room like a suffocating mist.

Tommy's throat was tight, he tried a few times, opening and closing his mouth as nothing came of it. And his eyes were teary as he replied.

"Well... 8 years or so."

Oh.

Oh.

Oh goodness.

SOBS THIS IS SO GOOD

I love Wilbur being so shocked that tommys a kid but damn 8 years is so sad :”(

(Also here’s part 1)

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ACTUALLY Hardcore Facts About Alexander Hamilton

Alright, take two.

I've already typed this entire thing out once, so this is likely going to be a lot more lazy than anything else I will ever post, so :).

Sources: Alexander Hamilton by Ron Chernow; John Laurens and the American Revolution by Gregory D. Massy; The Federalist by Alexander Hamilton; George Washington's Indispensible Men by Authur S. Lefkowitz; Lafayette by Harlow Giles Unger; Who Was Alexander Hamilton? by Pam Pollack and Meg Belviso

Hamilton wished for a war when he was like a baby. So if you know Hamilton, you know that one line where Hamilton says "As a kid of the Carribean, I wished for a war, I knew that I was poor, I knew it was the only way to rISE UP-" in Right Hand Man. Well, that line is based off of a letter Hamilton sent to his childhood bestie, Edward Stevens: "...Ned, my ambition is [so] prevalent that I... would willingly risk my life, tho' not my character, to exalt my station... I'm no philosopher, you see, and may be jus[t]ly said to build castles in the air... I shall conclude by saying I wish there was a war. Alex. Hamilton." Okay, dude, calm down, you're like two years old. I think he was actually like 14-16, but for dramatic purposes we'll say he was an actual infant (do I sound like Chernow?). But I hate how much this letter foreshadows. It's like he jinxed himself, its almost embarrassing.

Hamilton ran a business at 14. Now if you've ever been fourteen and you were like "i think i feel like running a business" literally shut up no one asked. I think this is impressive. When Hamilton was at least 14, the guys the owned Beekman and Cruger (it had a different name by this time but this one sounds cooler) just dipped and left Hamilton in charge. This was actually a pretty good decision, since Hamilton managed it well. There was also this one time where Hamilton told a whole captain of a ship who didn't perform up to standard, "Reflect continually on the unfortunate voyage you have just made and endeavor to make up for the considerable loss therefrom accruing to your owners." This man was so arrogant I wish I had his confidence. Yeah that was cool ig, but if I met teenage-Hamilton, I'd literally hate him.

Hamilton saved the president of his college. Ever the dramatic, Hamilton had a thing for suppressing mobs (though he was pretty much never successful). There was this one time at King's College where a mob formed to "talk" with the president of the university, Dr. Myles Cooper (by "talk" i mean make him into a tory bird). And, according to Who Was Alexander Hamilton? (this book gives me so much joy), "Alexander vowed to protect him [aww]... He stood up to the crowd, telling them that violence would only hurt their cause. He couldn't stop the crowd, but he delayed them long enough for Dr. Myles Cooper to escape in his nightgown," (Pollack and Belviso 27-29). This is a really sweet description of it, but Hamilton was probably calling the mob a bunch of insults and stuff, judging by how he later handled riots. Also, Cooper thought Hamilton was rallying the mob, so he was a complete jerk to Hamilton, but rightfully. Everyone, bully Hamilton. He's short and dead like an idiot.

Hamilton was really cool on the battlefield, don't @ me. Now, despite being a clumsy little gremlin and an absolute dork, Hamilton was a pretty good leader, and I guess veterans deserve to be recognized for their victories or whatever. At the battle of Princeton, one of my favorites, Hamilton had very big, cool guns, and did some cool stuff. "Returning to the final phase of the battle of Princeton, British infantry took refuge inside Nassau Hall, the building that housed the College of New Jersey. American artillery commanded by Capt. Alexander Hamilton [ya boy] was brought to bear on the college building... Washington was on the scene and noticed this young artillery officer who skillfully commanded his gun battery. The general would soon invite Hamilton to become one of his aides-de-camp," (Lefkowitz 92). Wow so cool moving on to Yorktown.

When the Americans were building their fortifications, two British fortifications were in the way. So rude. Consequently, Washington sent The Gay Trio, Lafayette, Laurens, and Hamilton, to uh, silence them. Hamilton pulled off a successful sneak attack, and won the battle swiftly, leading to the American victory in the battle of Yorktown, and therefore the war. "...Colonel Hamilton['s] well known talents and gallantry were on this occasion most conspicuous and serviceable. Our obligations to him, to Colonel Gimat [stan], to Colonel Laurens, and to each and all the officers are above expression..." -Major General Marquis de Lafayette. Lafayette is so nice I would marry him if he was alive and single and legal and not old as hell. Like omg he gave credit to everyone but himself that's so nice I'm such a simp for Lafayette. Anyway, Hamilton was cool too ig.

Hamilton caused the evacuation of Philadelphia like an iDIOT. So, after Brandywine (British victory), Washington sent Hamilton on a foraging mission in Vally Forge to get flour, horseshoes, and tomahawks (not quite as exciting as Yorktown). Well, our clumsy ginger rat got caught, and wrote to the president of Congress, John Hancock, "If Congress have not yet left Philadelphia, they ought to do it immediately without fail, for the enemy have the means of throwing a party [party rockers in the house tonight] this night into the city. I have just now crossed the valley-ford [Valley Forge], in doing which a party of the enemy came down & fired upon us."

Surprise, this turned out not to be the entire goddamn British army, it was just a few scouts sooo... let's just say Philadelphia wasn't happy. "Our Removal from Philad. Was owning to information that General Howe was crossing Schuylkill [River]... However tho' this Intelligence was from one of the General's family (Alexander Hamilton) it was not well founded & we wish we had not left Philad.," -James Duane. Yeeeaaahhh, that's awkward. Not the best way to get your name known in the capital, I must say.

Hamilton was possibly bisexual, and this is hardcore because I say so. Now, I'll add more quotes to this later, but basically heres my interpretation of the historical evidence and whatnot. Basically, Hamilton was a really closed off, cynical guy, since like everyone he ever loved died or left him pretty much, and he wasn't really the type to make and keep close friends; "...how little dependence is to be placed on treaties, which have no other sanction than the obligations of good faith, and which oppose general considerations of peace and justice to the impulse of any immediate interest or passion," (Federalist 64); It is a known fact in human nature, that its affections are commonly weak in proportion to the distance or diffusiveness of the object," (Federalist 73). Um, Mr. Hamilton? You're projecting your trauma on the government again.

Also, despite working with him for like twenty years, Hamilton really never got close to Washington, like at all. He even said to Laurens, "I have no friendship for him and have professed none," in regards to Washington, which is kind of mean. But he ALSO told Laurens:

"Cold in my professions, warm in my friendships, I wish, my dear Laurens, it m[ight] be in my power by action rather than words [to] convince you that I love you. I shall only tell you that till you bade us adieu, I hardly knew the value you had taught my heart to set upon you. Indeed, my friend, it was not well done. You know the opinion I entertain of mankind and how much it is my desire to preserve myself free from particular attachments and to keep my happiness independent of the caprice of others. You s[hould] not have taken advantage of my sensibility to ste[al] into my affections without my consent."

*mocking Hamilton* its YOUR fault that i love you and it was RUDE that you FORCED me to love you how DARE you you SUCK i love you uwu.

Also, at the top of that letter, someone mysterious (probably Hamilton's son) wrote, "I must not publish the whole of this," and Massey still thinks Hamilton was straight.

But yeah, that's about it. I had originally written more at the beginning, but I unfortunately lost the original draft, so I'll just settle for this. I hope you enjoyed, though, and maybe learned something or found a quote you needed or something. I did more research than I wanted to in one sitting for this, so appreciate it or I'll cry. Thanks love you <3

[jakka-ningen]

This is my second post in the "jakka-ningen reads Zeta Define" series, covering volume 2. I have a lot more to say this volume, as there are lots of divergences from the anime from this point out.

Right from the beginning of volume 2, we have Char showing off in the Gundam Mk-II. Bright is impressed with his ability to adapt to a new suit right away, to which one of the bridge crew responds...

Guy: He's just the showy sort, that Red-- (realizes what he's saying, to whom) re, re...

Bright: ...?

"Quattro" is a master of disguise, truly.

While convincing Bright to captain the Argama, he just takes more and more stabs at trying to figure out the secrets of Quattro Bajeena, and the crew is like, "iono, it's a mystery."

Fa's parents apparently work for the colony construction company. This is a little interesting, because that was the cover Amuro's dad was using while working on the Gundam.

Henken: Hey, Bright is real curious about you.

Char: Yeah, he knows me. I'll figure out something or other to do about it.

Henken: See that you do. I'll leave it to you, then!

...Does literally everyone know? I figured everyone kind of knew, and were just humoring Char, but it seems that Char himself is aware that everyone knows. I thought Char believed that he was being Very Sneaky. The idea that everyone knows behind his back is immensely funnier. But, oh well.

Char: [...], Kamille-kun.

Kamille: Why not just call me by my full name? You've already researched me and found out who my parents are, I'm sure.

Roberto: As expected from a Newtype, what good intuition!

Kamille: Don't call me that, either!

We get some cuteness from angry Kamille here after all. I was wondering if his personality would be completely docile now. I'm pleased. You still have to punch Char in the face later, so keep up being angry, kid!

After telling Fa that he can't find out about her parents’ whereabouts or well-being because the security of their workplace is too tough to crack, Char asks Kamille if he wants to know about his parents.

"I'm fine without knowing. Parents like those can end up however they end up..." Kamille's discomfort with his parents survived, anyhow.

Awkward flirting is awkward here with Reccoa and "Quattro."

Char: Kamille seems like the type to get nervous easily. Could you keep an eye on him?

Reccoa: Sure. But, you know, it's been half a year since we met. You should keep an eye on me, too, Taii.

Char: *flicks her forehead*

Reccoa: Geez!

You might just want to give up on him right now, Reccoa, lol.

This Reccoa is such a good big sister to Kamille. I can't imagine this Reccoa going off with Scirocco later. This Reccoa seems cool. I'm gonna feel doubly betrayed when she switches sides.

Char, alone, thinking: I took down six battleships at Loum, but couldn't sink the White Base. Its crew were also said to just be a bunch of conscripts. ... It's only natural that Bright Noa is suspicious of the Red Comet.

What I really want, and what no adaptation will give me, is Char actually considering the fact that he was fighting children the whole time lol. This is as close as we've gotten to that.

Me, browsing Twitter all month last month: Why are so many people shipping Char and Bright?? What in the text even supports that??

Zeta Define: Yo.

After all, they get riveting dialogue, like...

Char: Yes, Bright. I am a CHAR.

Bright: Wat.

(That's not how it went. lol)

Char: Did my sister tell you anything?

Bright: She said you're a demon child (literal).

(Context: it's a phrase that means "a child not resembling their parents")

I forget how that line was officially translated. I think they went with "disgrace."

Char: (in uncharacteristically fancy Japanese, probably because he's literally thinking about when he was a political bouya) She may be my own sister, but that's difficult to hear. (Back to normal Japanese) But it's true that the person I was back then was someone she could think about that way.

Without being able to ignore the question of whether Degwin Zabi had assassinated our father before, under the pretense of acting accordance with my father's ideals, establishing a dictatorship, there was no way I could have forgiven the Zabi family.

However, when I encountered the White Base and Gundam, I was forced to change my plans.

After the war, thanks to remaining away from the Earth Sphere for a bit, I was able to clear my head and reassess myself. I realized how petty I had been up to that point.

Bright: So what is it you're trying to do now?

Char: The Zabi family, which, rather than being destroyed, is being bound by an armistice agreement, and the Earth Federation, who were forced into war by the Zabi family... Between that Federation and all Spacenoids, a feeling of distrust has been born.

The actual situation and the goals of the AEUG are exactly as you discussed with [Blex]. (In other words, he's assuring Bright that the AEUG isn't a cover operation for his personal agenda.)

I want to act on behalf of the Spacenoids, who have come to be despised, not in order to gain power or set up a dictatorship, but in service of my father's ideals, realizing political autonomy for all Spacenoids.

Bright: Are those your true feelings on the matter?

Char: If they weren't, I wouldn't be talking to you like this. *DRAMATICALLY REMOVES SUNGLASSES* (lol)

As the rival who formerly caused the White Base so much distress, I believe I understand your competence better than anyone else. Right now I'm not fighting for my personal grudges, but for all Spacenoids. It's my hope that we can both throw away our differences in the past and fully cooperate.

Bright: I'll believe in you, based on those words.

Char: *surprised Pikachu face*

Char: If you agree that easily, I'm the one who will have a hard time believing you.

At this point, Bright is like, "It's not like we didn't have our own circumstances behind the scenes of the OYW. ... Hearing you talk like this reminds me of how hard-headed I was back then."

Somewhere, Amuro gets a sudden chill down his spine.

"Char probably rethought his whole life while at Axis" is one of the conclusions I had come to, but which wasn't spelled out anywhere. The manga seems to agree with me.

Meanwhile, at the docking bay, Astionage calls out Kamille as having stolen his dad's files on the Gundam for his own reading pleasure (explaining how he was able to pilot it), and he denies it, flustered.

Kamille, why are you denying it? You didn't want them calling you "Newtype" in the last chapter. Just tell them you had prior knowledge; they don't care if you stole from your dad, lol.

AAAAAH! So cute!! They're taking about specs and how they feel about the handling of the various suits, and we get this scene:

Char: <something or other about the Mk-II>

Kamille: In that way, as well, you're saying the Rick Dias is the better machine?

Char: You're actually pretty proud of the Mk-II, aren't you? You said that you hate your parents, but really, you respect them in your own way.

Kamille: (uncomfortable) That's not really what I meant...

Char: It's not a bad thing, to be proud of your parents. You should be more honest about your feelings.

Kamille: 😕

Honestly, there's a lot more "time" felt between Kamille coming aboard the Argama and when his parents are held captive. He's already being treated as a member of the crew. He's accepted that position emotionally, as well. The adults treat him as a peer. It's a very different vibe from the anime.

Char: <discussing tactics> ...But I only ever faced one pilot who could pull that off.

Kamille: Did you defeat him?

Char: If I had been shot down by him wouldn't be alive. However, I wasn't able to win against him.

[...]

Kamille: I don't even believe there *was* such a pilot.

Char: There are many unimaginable things in this world that actually exist.

(lol)

[...]

Char: Do you think you can utilize 100% of the Mk-II's capabilities?

Kamille: Quattro-taii, I'm not... I'm not even a pilot, so...

Char: Oh... That's right...

(He forgot.)

Although I said that it felt like more time had passed aboard the Argama, it feels just as fast as it did in the anime on the Titans' side. Kamille's parents are called in by Bask. He tells them that Kamille is the AEUG's hostage, which, regardless of the actual facts, considering he's a minor, is kind of true. It's not not true.

Freaking, his mom is like, "sorry our son caused all that trouble the other day." His dad seems concerned about getting in trouble, himself. What are your priorities here?? Are you just going to defer to Bask because he's your superior without considering what's going on with your kid?? Franklin and Hilda Bidan might not be able to do a lot directly to help their son, but I feel like they should be doing something. Aaaaaaah

Aaaaah, I hate it. I hate it here. I agree with Kamille. About them in general. 🙃

Bask is being pretty clever here. He's telling Kamille's parents that Bright, who had been working with the AEUG all along in secret, stole their son as a hostage. The AEUG's goal in this scenario would be to try and get the Bidans, who designed the Mk-II, to supply them with information on how to develop and manufacture more Mk-II units.

After this discussion with the Bidans, Bask calls up Jamitov, and they discuss how they had lured the AEUG over by leaking information on the Mk-II tests. They intended to sortie against them and then follow them back to their warship. However, they seem to have underestimated the ability of Reccoa & co's sabotage, as well as the pilots' skill.

Still, the fact that they got the AEUG to show up and instigate a fight inside a "civilian" colony is enough to use as propaganda against the AEUG as terrorists. (Remember that Green Oasis is still crawling with civilians, which is why the citizens hated the Titans to begin with, for overrunning a civilian colony with dangerous test sites.)

(Around that time, on Earth, at an airport)

Mirai, to her children: Here you go! These are your tickets!

Hathaway: Mom, our names are wrong on these.

Mirai: Quiet down now. It's fine.

Hathaway: We can't go back to our old house anymore?

Mirai: That's right... I had a really bad feeling about it, so...

MIRAI YASHIMA: STEALTH NEWTYPE

Mirai gets the actually useful powers. Amuro gets OP beastmode, but only when he's paying attention to what's around him, Char gets tactical genius and the ability to sense hostility, Sayla gets a headache whenever her brother is nearby, and Mirai can sense her husband in space and tell when danger is on the horizon.

I know which one I'd choose, as a non-combatant, lol.

We're back on the Argama, and I think Kitazume must have really liked when both Amuro and Kamille had those moments of yelling at people to use their own words instead of someone else's, lol.

"Quattro" is like, "Reccoa, thanks for looking after Kamille, he's calmed down a lot! Could you also convince him of something for me?"

So, Reccoa goes to see Kamille, who's trying to do something requiring security clearance he doesn't have, and is like, "well, if your status aboard the Argama was a little higher, you'd have access to that." Kamille asks what she means, and she says that he could, for instance, become a pilot for them.

Kamille: That's crazy!

Reccoa: You can keep a secret, right?

Kamille: Y-- yeah...

Reccoa: Quattro-taii said that, "Kamille has such a good intuition for piloting mobile suits that he could even become a pilot who surpasses Amuro Ray."

Kamille: He must've been joking. He didn't say anything like that to me directly.

Reccoa: He seems not to have told you because you need to grow a bit first. I'm also hopeful that I can see your actual performance with my own eyes.

Kamille: 😳

Reccoa: You seem to have piloted the Mk-II on Green Noa 1 to protect Bright-taisa, but were you really satisfied (just piloting to that extent)?

Kamille: Huh?

Reccoa: Even while we're sitting here, there are people out there being targeted by the Titans. Just because those people aren't in front of you right now, can you say that you don't feel anything for them?

Kamille: Well, I've never even tried thinking about it from that angle...

Reccoa: Kamille! You have the strength to protect others the way you protected Bright-taisa! I wouldn't say this to someone who doesn't have that sort of ability.

This is so manipulative. Kamille is going to be so pissed at both Reccoa and "Quattro" if he finds out about it.

This is an interesting potential method for the manga to rile up the protagonist, who started off a lot more docile in the beginning. I also think it's a different take on Char, who, for all of his manipulativeness in First, felt like a straightforward guy in the Zeta anime.

It's funny that he's going this far to convince a teenager, but Kamille is a strong Newtype, so... Anyway, a bunch of adults manipulating a kid like this is a very direct way to criticize our "good guys."

We're back with the Titans, and... I really don't care about them. I'm sorry. Jerid gets told off by Raira Raira. It goes about the same way it did in the anime, as far as I can tell while skimming.

As an aside, I fully realize that Raira’s name has a different, standard romanization. I just don't care. Tomino named a character "Raira Raira," and I will never recover. All I can think of is this song, every time: YOUTUBE LINK, BECAUSE THE RIGHTSHOLDERS HAVE DECIDED NOT TO LET ME EMBED THE VIDEO LIKE A REASONABLE PERSON. ANYWAY, THE BLUE HEARTS ARE GREAT AND YOU SHOULD LISTEN TO THEM.

Reccoa and Char discuss their mental manipulation of a 17 year old kid.

Reccoa: I don't mind going on dangerous infiltration missions, but I don't like the idea of swaying the heart of an innocent boy, dragging him into a war.

Char: We can't let Titans do whatever they want to the Earth. You should be aware that we can't afford to lose. Don't cling to to your personal feelings on the matter, Reccoa.

Reccoa: Yes sir...

Well, Reccoa feels bad about it. Char is a pragmatist. But, based on an earlier discussion between them, it's obvious Reccoa is doing this for him, not for the AEUG.

There's an incoming fleet of enemy MS immediately after this scene. Char stops Blex in the middle of giving sortie orders, and Blex is like, "sure, you're good at war; let's hear your opinion," to which Char is like, "let's send the kid (who still hasn't agreed to be a pilot) out to fight them." Everyone else is like, "what the hell, man, that's one hell of an interview process," to which Char responds, "It's to see if he really is a Newtype."

Char. WTH. If he's not...?

I know you know he is, but. Seriously.

Bright: I agree with Quattro.

DO YOU NOW!?

Bright: I sense something in Kamille that points to Amuro Ray.

...Bright... Your judgment is both good and terrible...

While the adults are fighting, Kamille barges in and tells them to stop arguing.

Kamille: I've never thought that I might be a Newtype. But I can't forgive the Titans. I'm not saying I'm capable of piloting it well, but please lend me the Mk-II!

Compared to Amuro, whose line was something like, "I'm not saying I'm capable of it, but I'll do it," while spitefully looking at 19 year-old Bright, Kamille is very shounen protagonist here. I think the parallel in lines is intentional.

Still, I prefer "repeatedly steals the Gundam; insists he isn't interested in the politics of war; just kind of fell into his position as pilot" Kamille. As a former terrible kid, I love terrible kids, lol.

Either way, my opinion isn’t important. What’s important is that older brother Char looks proud. (lol)

There's a minor kerfuffle where the bridge crew is like, "this kid won't fit into an adult size normal suit. We can't, in good faith, send him out without one." (I imagine Char is wondering, "why not; I did that all the time when I was only a little older...")

It turns out, Reccoa has a suit that "a certain person" ordered for her, but she was mistakenly sent a men's suit, made for her height, instead of a woman's one.

Kamille is momentarily... jealous? of whoever "a certain person" is, but Reccoa bulldozes past that point and warns him that the enemy won't go easy on him because he's a kid. Kamille is like, "I'm no longer a child!" (I suppose we all feel that way at 17...)

Reccoa tells him to come back safely with her suit, which is cute. She may be trying to charm a kid using femininity, but I can't actually hate her.

We go over to the Titans again, and I'm gonna go off-topic for a hot moment here and talk about the Zeta anime, because this dialogue between Jerid and Raira Raira has reminded me of something.

Raira is set up as a member of the regular EFSF (as opposed to Titans), and, at least in the TV version, as she died, she talked about the difference between Oldtypes and Newtypes. She described the antipathy felt by Oldtypes towards Newtypes as being a subconscious and automatic response to realizing that your way of thinking is outdated.

This is interesting specifically because she was in a position where she was mentoring Jerid the whole time. "There's a difference between compensating and coping." She was someone who was portrayed as flexible in her thinking, which a trait Tomino generally reserved for Spacenoids, meanwhile having most Earthnoids be more rigid and likely to play things safe.

So for her to think this, to my mind, sets apart Newtypes on another level even from Spacenoids in general, in terms of their way of thinking (not just their space psychic powers). And (if I'm allowed to think metatextually about Tomino's goals as a writer) also might be a warning to progressively-minded adults that the future really does belong to the next generation.

...I really can't tell if I'm analyzing Gundam from a neutral(ish) perspective or just making things up that agree with my own sensibilities sometimes. It may just be that Tomino is good at writing lines that get people thinking, but don't commit to actually explaining anything.

...But anyway, that long aside is over. Let's get back to summarizing this manga! (lol)

Things are looking bad for the Mont Blanc, which, if you recall, gets blown up during a fight much later in the plot of the anime. The captain erases the main databanks in the ship's computers so the enemy won't get specs on their suits if they're captured. He has the crew evacuate and starts a countdown to self-destruct the ship. As he’s doing this, Raira manages to infiltrate the bridge and holds them at gunpoint.

The Mont Blanc captain gets in a good line against Raira here: "Without even knowing the true nature of the Titans, dogs like you who wag their tails obediently could never understand (the value of the AEUG)!"

As an adult, hearing that kind of thing makes me think they have both swallowed propoganda, however. Maybe I'm too jaded for shounen stories, in general, actually, lol.

Kamille shows up with his own gun and holds up Raira. For her part, Raira is surprised the AEUG would go so far as to employ children. As she throws away her gun, Kamille is distracted by the fact that her normal suit is from the EFSF and not Titans, and she takes advantage of his momentary confusion to kick the gun out of his hands.

While Kamille is sent floating around by his inertia in zero-gravity, Raira retreats, saying, "Kid! Next time we meet, you'd better shoot me quickly without hesitating!"

Kamille thinks, "She could have shot me then. What's she doing letting me go!?"

Meanwhile, Raira's inner dialogue: "Shooting a kid would leave a bad taste in my mouth."

Anyway, the crew of the Mont Blanc continues evacuating. Char grabs Kamille and they're probably headed back into MS fights.

After regrouping, Raira and Jerid have a chat, where instead of Jerid being like, "I must kill that teenager and avenge my pride," we get "I must recapture the Mk-II and avenge my pride," which is slightly less unsavory, lol.

As they get back to the battle, Char's like, "Kamille, you deliberately disobeyed me," and Kamille is like, "I have no memory of joining the military. Or are you going to hold a civilian to military standards?"

You should really have a long chat with Amuro when we get to that part of the plot, Kamille, lol.

I like that anime Kamille was like, "I don't care about this war, Titans, the AEUG, or any of that! Char Aznable can suck it; our situations with our parents are totally different; I just wanted a normal, loving family!" And he was sort of half-willingly made a pilot because what else is he good at and where else is he gonna go? And then got slapped around for not following military protocol.

Meanwhile, manga Kamille is smiling, being like, "golly gee willikers, you're not going to hold me to military regulations, are you, Lt. Quattro?" (lol)

We move over to the Titans' side, where Raira Raira is taking a shower, with that little face syphon thing protecting her from inhaling water. I'm guessing it also supplies oxygen when the water is sucked out of the shower.

As the fanservice continues, we get her inner monologue on the unfair tactics used by the Titans. She specifically notes that war necessitates a divorce from morals to some extent, and that soldiers just do what the "erai-san-tachi" tell them to do. (That's like, "bigwigs," but the phrasing here in Japanese is odd. It makes it obvious that she doesn't respect them, or that she thinks they're full of themselves.)

Apparently Raira joined the EFSF specifically because she couldn't forgive Zeon for the OYW. We don't get to see Earthnoids who are upset about that very often in the anime, which I feel is a bit of an oversight. After all, from the average Earthling's perspective, there was vague unrest in space, then suddenly colonies started falling out of the sky. I'd be pretty upset, too.

Jerid comes in, and he and Raira have the same discussion they did in the anime, where Jerid asks for mentoring and says he wants to be in charge of Titans one day. The only difference here seems to be that Raira trusts him not to turn around enough to take off her robe and go about getting dressed with him in the room. That, and she also brings up the fact that they've most likely been fighting the toughest members of the AEUG. ("That red MS is definitely their ace.") Jerid has done well just to stay alive, by that reasoning.

Blex, Bright, Char, and the Mont Blanc's captain (whose name I have forgotten, lol) sit around discussing whether Kamille is a Newtype. Despite the kid not actually engaging in combat, the Mont Blanc captain thinks he qualifies because he knew to go rescue the MB's crew from Raira.

Honestly, this makes me think that any number of coincidences could stand as proof of psychic space powers to these people.

While they move on to discussing tactics, Kamille is in his room considering his own mortality and whether or not he could shoot another living person. Fa walks in, and apparently she's decided to take the Fraw Bow approach to wartime fashion by grabbing an oversized uniform and turning it into a dress.

Fa: Why didn't you tell me you were going out to fight?! I was worried for you!!

Kamille: Do I have to tell you every time I do anything?

Fa: You're not even a soldier! There's no reason for you to be in a MS fight! You're going out of your way to endanger yourself...!

Kamille: Did you forget what they did to you at their headquarters?!

Fa: !!

Kamille joined the AEUG to protect Fa's honor. That's... This is a very different Kamille Bidan, lol.

Of course, he immediately says, "even if it wasn't you and Capt. Bright," but I'm not sure I believe him. If he really is that easily moved to help others, then this truly isn't even close to the same character.

Manga Kamille is very much a "hero" type. Comparatively, anime Kamille had to come around to hating the Titans enough to want to keep fighting them. He was very human, and he was very much a kid.

He learned about their punitive measures against Fa's family, he witnessed a failed colony drop, he learned about the Colony 30 incident, he saw them firsthand try to gas a colony, he saw what they did to Jaburo, to Hong Kong, to Four, to Rosammy... He went through a lot, and each incremental step convinced him a little more that he had to keep fighting. It also ate away at him, that there's not much he could do other than fight.

I love Kamille. I'm worried that the version in this manga will be less fully realized in favor of focusing on the adults.

Anyway, we move on to a scene where two said adults, Bright and Char, discuss Kamille, Newtypes, and the disappearance of Amuro Ray.

Bright: Why are you so particular about recruiting Kamille, Quattro-taii?

Char: Because I can feel the limits of my own abilities.

Bright: Limits... You mean, as a Newtype?

Char: I don't mind if you think of it in that sense. To be honest, with the way Amuro Ray was fighting at the end of the OYW, there wasn't much I could do against him. If the Titans were to have a powerful Newtype like Amuro Ray amongst them...

Bright: That's why you're trying to convince Kamille.

Char: That's right. For the AEUG, which has less overall battle strength than the Titans, to win, we need pilots with strong Newtype abilities... (Note that this might not be plural, but... I think he might already be thinking of convincing Amuro later.)

Bright: Still, the Federation military is outwardly denying the existence of Newtypes. So, hopefully your fears are unfounded.

Char: I hope so, but... I've also received intelligence that there's been ongoing research in artificially creating Newtypes (within the Federation).

Bright: I didn't know anything about that.

Char: Since they've gone to the trouble to hide the existence of the Newtype, Amuro Ray, we can't assume they're actually denying the existence of Newtypes (internally within the organization). As the former commander of the White Base, do you know anything about what happened to Amuro after that, Bright-taisa?

Bright: I wasn't made aware of anything. If only we were able to get Amuro to join the AEUG...

Char: Gaining his cooperation after he finds out I've joined is another matter entirely, though.

Bright: Is there some issue between you and Amuro (which would get in the way of that?)

Char: Well, I mean...

BRIGHT! Just because you're inexplicably cool with him, why are you assuming any other WB member would feel the same?? Especially Amuro, even if you don't consider the situation with Lalah.

Bright: Was there something between you two, other than what happened on the battleground?

So, my knowledge of kanji is quite poor, and I often have to look words up. I just. Let me stress the importance of using multiple dictionaries. Not only do you get more accurate results, you also get more hilarious results.

The word Bright uses, asking if there's "something" between Char and Amuro... Google thinks this is a good guess at what it could mean...

それは、それは、ごちそうさまでした。

(Thank you for the feast.)

...Anyway, even the English word has an innocuous meaning, so let's set that aside for now (lol).

Char: That's a personal matter.

Yes, especially depending on which reading of that word we're using here.

Bright makes a suspicious face. Char's like, "I'm saying we can't count on his involvement." Bright says that there is one thing he's aware of, and the scene cuts out to the Titans' side of the plot.

Kakricorn has Emma hold the elevator for him. They discuss an upcoming deployment, which Kakricorn is excited about. "I'll finally be able to bury that eyesore, Bright."

Emma asks him why he's acting like this, and Kakricorn replies that it's normal to be fired up during an all-out war. Emma insists that they're not past the point where the two sides could talk things out.

Kakricorn: Someone like you, recommended to this unit by the upper branches, could never understand how I feel.

Emma: What do you mean?

Kakricorn: I'm being made to take the blame for the theft of the Mk-II. There's nothing left for me after that. If I don't prove myself during this operation, I may even be demoted from Titans. That's why, no matter what I'm ordered to do, I'll prove that I can do it.

These kinds of worries didn't make sense to me as a child. "Why not get another job, then?" But in specializations like military work, or in civilian sectors where everyone knows everyone else, reputation is more important than ability.

...This is the second time I've sympathized with Kakricorn while reading this manga. Am I going to end up being a Kakricorn fan??

Franklin Bidan shows up, demanding to know why he's being forcibly taken aboard the Alexandria. He asks to speak with Bask immediately, but is told that Bask will inform him of the details later.

Overhearing this, Emma asks Kakricorn about what's going on. Kakricorn informs her about Franklin's status as an MS engineer and that he's the father of the "brat who stole the Mk-II."

A grunt reports to Bask that Kamille's dad is aboard the Alexandria and his mom is on the Sichuan. Emma, noticing that Bask is nearby, anyway, decides to ask him for a heart-to-heart.

Emma: There are those amongst the Titans who misunderstand the way we should be doing things. We've been exercising excessive authority since the other day. I thought I might ask you if you could to stop them directly (from continuing in this way).

Bask: You're the one who's got the wrong idea about the Titans, Emma-chuui. Titans is an organization where anything is permitted as long as it doesn't go against direct orders. That's why we've been given certain privileges (within the EFF).

Bask asks if this is about Kakricorn, and Emma reluctantly admits that yes, it is. Bask defends Kakricorn's actions, stating that Kakricorn saw through Bright's lack of loyalty. "If he'd just killed him, the AEUG wouldn't have gotten him!!"

Bask declares that "In order to save something much larger, sometimes smaller sacrifices are necessary," and states that they're trying to protect none other than the Earth itself. Emma is forced to agree to this, as Bask's underling. But she's definitely not happy about it.

Meanwhile, the Titans say they're protecting the Earth, the AEUG say they're protecting the Earth... One means "the government/citizens" and the other means "the planet," I suppose.

This adaptation actually hasn't gotten into the whole "the AEUG think everyone should emigrate to space" thing, though. So far we've only heard about their objectives with regards to protecting the rights of current Spacenoids.

Onboard the Bosnia, Jamaican explains their next mission, and Jerid suggests Raira be in charge of the MS squadron. When asked why he thinks so, as she's not Titans, Jerid points out that she's more qualified than him by far.

Later, one of her peers from the normal EFSF asks her how she managed to get "that greenhorn" (Jerid) under her thumb, and she responds with what I think is a double-entendre. (lol)

The volume ends with Paptimus Scirocco, of all people, looking out over the Earth Sphere.

Scirocco: It's been five years since I was in the Earth Sphere. The Earth is as breathtaking as ever, but something seems to have changed since before I departed, hasn't it?

I wrote significantly more about volume 2, but there were also significantly more changes. Having learned that Char is meant to be the protagonist, I understand why we have a much more straightforward Kamille. However, I still prefer my terrible boy from the anime, lol.

I'll get to volume 3 at some point~ I have to go buy it first, lol. I read the first two volumes in a single week, but I'm not sure I'll keep up that pace going forward.

[samanthalightning]

She's Got A Date-EoWells X Allen!reader- Part I

*The GIF is not mine. All rights belongs to the owner*

Summary: You decided to cook for your secret boyfriend, but things did not go accordingly.

Warnings: Smut. Oral (fem!receiving)

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Just a month ago, your brother woke up from a 9-month coma he was in. Everything has changed since December. The city mourned it's losses. Joe became more heavily into work, Iris is dating behind his back with Eddie. You graduated from school, you became an employee at S.T.A.R Labs despite of it's downfall. And you were also dating someone behind their backs.

5 more minutes before you're done for the day, you find yourself in the cortex, head laid back on the leather chair, spinning it while you stare at the ceiling. The boredom is not what's bothering you, it's the sweet torture of waiting. You've been excited since the day started, you managed to get through the whole day and a few more minutes is killing you.

Cisco entered the room, holding a tablet in his hand. He took a seat beside you and typed something on the computer.

"You okay, Y/N?" He asked.

"Yeah, just can't wait for this day to over,"

His head slowly turning his head to you, craning it to the side with narrowed eyes at you. "Miss Y/N Allen hurrying out of work? That's suspicious. You got a date?"

Your eyes went wide and jolted upright in your seat. "No!" You blurted loudly.

A perplexed look crossed his face, slightly taken a back with your reaction, as he was only teasing, but you actually thought he was onto you.

You blinked, the blood drained from your cheeks upon the realization of what you've done. You have to throw him off guard or else he'd be actually onto you, and all of the ridiculous excuses you've made will be all gone to waste. And he will kill you for actually spilling the beans without his consent.

You fiddled with the edge of the white sweater that Barry got for your graduation that he missed, as you rack your brain for a decent excuse. You stared at him for far too long, it was just seconds really, but you panicked and went along with whatever comes out of your mouth.

"I mean, I don't have a date, I'm not going out tonight or meet someone, or have dinner with anyone— I don't have a date!" You snapped.

"Okay, chill." He raised his hands up. "I was only teasing,"

You laughed nervously. "Cool,"

He turned back to whatever was he doing on the computer, still wholly confused on whatever was going on with you. You didn't say anything; you didn't trust yourself and your mouth. You checked your watch for time, and your shift officially ended. You picked your shoulder bag from the floor and slung it over your shoulder.

"Hey, I gotta go, Cisco. Bye, good night!" You jumped out of your seat, and picked up the messenger bag you have, slinging it over your shoulder.

"Good night." He watched you as hurriedly left the cortex, he can even hear you running down the hallway . He shakes his head and chuckles to himself; you were very obvious.

Just as you left, Dr. Wells wheeled into the cortex.

"Y/N already left, Cisco?" He asked.

Cisco nodded. "Yup. She got a date,"

You decided that you will cook tonight. You and your love haven't had a decent date night ever since Barry woke up from the coma with a newfound speed. And you never really went out for dinner like normal couples do. So if you can't go to a restaurant, you'll bring the restaurant to you.

Compared to Iris' cooking, you're basically a master chef, but compared to normal people's cooking, you weren't actually that good. But you decided that you will cook for dinner anyway. What's a little steak compared to a mechanical engineer who works for a team that kicks meta-humans' butts? If things go awry, pizza's the back-up plan.

With a steak that's overcooked, the potatoes and the salad barely even done, and you have spent an hour trying to make things go accordingly and you were on the verge of a mental breakdown, but on the bright side, the soufflé are done. Maybe you should've ordered pizza. It's not too late, he isn't here yet.

Abruptly, there was a knock coming from your door.

"No, no, no," you whispered, hurrying out of the kitchen to head for the door.

You opened the door, wishing that it wasn't him, only to be disappointed once you laid your eyes on him. He had a small smile on his face, looking at yourself. He did really take the whole dinner thing seriously, because you're cooking. In a fancy suit, he ditched the tie, and the two buttons were undone. He held a bottle of wine on his lap.

Your boyfriend, Dr. Harrison Wells.

"Hello,"

"Hey babe," you leaned down and gave him a peck on the lips, before stepping aside to let him in your small apartment.

You took the wine and placed it on your coffee table, slightly anxious as you stood behind him.

"You're early,"

He merely shrugged. "What's for dinner?" He asked, heading straight to the kitchen, eyeing everything on the counter.

Your face scrunched up, pressing your lips together, following behind him. "About that..." You watched, as his confusion settled on his face, his head tilted to the side, when he saw the food.

Your cheeks were warm in embarrassment, mentally cursing yourself for ruining everything.

"I may have slightly overcooked it. And I haven't cooked the sides," you explained, scratching your head.

You expected a reaction from him, dreaded it, actually, but he glanced up to you with this stoic, blank expression on his face. You can't read it; you don't know what's on his mind, is he disappointed? You have no idea, and it's infuriating, honestly.

Your shoulder slumped with a weary sigh and frowned, "Look, I'm sorry. I really tried, but I don't know what happened," you spoke softly. You still got no reaction from him, he only watched you intently, so you took it as a sign to continue, "I really want this to go perfectly, and it just... I'm sorry I disappointed you,"

That's when he took your hand, his thumb brushing against your knuckles, then planted his lips on it. "Come here." He patted his lap, gesturing you to sit on his lap.

You obliged. He rubbed his hands on your arms soothingly, comforting almost, as if he can sense the disappointment and frustration you feel for yourself.

"I'm not disappointed," he assured you, "I'm amused, actually,"

You whirled your head, facing him. You were surprised by his confession.

You blinked. "What?"

Now, his lips turned up a little bit. And you start to wonder how botching dinner and failing at doing a basic life skill is amusing as this doctor said.

"Well, I appreciated the gesture, even though it did not end well. You didn't have to do this, but thank you,"

You adjusted yourself on his lap, you put your head on his shoulder, you wrapped your arms around his neck. And he kissed your forehead, cradled your neck, coddling you protectively like you were a baby. Well, his baby.

"I really did want to make this special, you know? With all of what's happening— Barry, the metas— and the whole secret relationship is not helping. It's all happening so fast, and we didn't have time for ourselves," you rambled on.

"I know." His chest heaved. "It's okay. You tried,”

Silence seeped through the room. You felt safe and comfortable in his arms. You ran your thoughts, thinking how far you've come in your secret relationship and how intimate he'd become. He wasn't always like this, the kisses were awkward, so was holding hands. He was weird with affection; he wasn't used to it, exactly. You were like high schoolers dating. That built up a lot of tension, which paid off later.

Only 10 months ago, you were just an intern at S.T.A.R Labs. He's just the guy you worked for, he didn't know you existed, hell, you weren't even on his research team for the particle accelerator. Then Barry got struck by lightning and was in a coma, then he offered to help him, bringing him to S.T.A.R Labs. He was nice, he was assuring— he was there.

Although, you admit that you always had a crush on him, you considered it as merely admiring his works. Then something happened, something sparked between you two, and you realize that you're starting to have feelings for the man.

You pursued him. Man, he was hard to crack. He had a bunch of excuses. First, it was the 28 years age gap between you two; then it was his current condition; then ultimately, his new reputation in the city. It was like he's immune to temptation, but even steel can be bent. Two months of pining after him, he gave in. You may have snapped and confronted him and annoyed him in the process, but he gave in.

"Imagine, 6 months of dating and I never cooked for you," you said randomly.

"It was probably for the best," he quipped.

You both shared a laugh. Although you were a bit flushed. You started fiddling with the hem of your sweater again. As much as you want to stop, because you might ruin it, but it just feels nice when it brushes against the skin of your fingers.

"My mom was great in the kitchen," you began. Memories played on your head— memories of family dinners every night. It's a blur, but you remember how it felt; warm, inviting, happy— whole.

"Really?" You nodded.

"If she was here she'd be wondering how on earth am I her daughter." You chuckled.

"If she's here, she would be very proud of how incredible and smart you are,"

"Yeah?"

Wells exhaled. "Not with what you've done with the steak, but—" you didn't let him finish and swat his chest. He laughed a bit, much to your already abashed self.

"No, I meant it. She would have been very proud. It's a shame she never gets to see the woman you become," he said, as he tuck a strands of hair behind your ear.

You rolled your eyes, but you blushed. You admit, it was nice to hear it. If she can see you right now, you really wish she's proud.

He cupped your chin, lifting it to meet your eyes. "I love you," he said it like the first he said it: stern, yet with such emotions and meaning with it, it makes your heart sink. Only him can do that.

"I love you too," you replied, leaning into him.

You kissed him sweetly and tenderly. Even now, kisses from him make your stomach flips.

Moments like this in your relationship is what makes you all warm and fuzzy inside, it makes your heart flutter. He's a man of logic, of course his words and gestures were often minimal. But when he shows them, it's meaningful and beautiful and just sweet.

You pulled away, grinning ear-to-ear like an idiot.

"Do you want me to order some pizza?"

"I think we should skip dinner and head straight for desserts," you saw the smirk on his face, the glint in his eyes: dark and mischievous.

He leaned closer, slowly, inch by inch, as if torturing you, making your breath hitch. His breath fanned against your lips, his own was hair breadth away from you.

You knew exactly what this is leading to, but it wouldn't hurt to mess with him.

You tilted your head slightly, staring at his thin, pink lips, leading him to believe you're going for it, then pulled away, raising your eyebrows.

"The soufflé?" You inquired, pretending to be clueless. "I can get them if you want,"

You got off his lap, not even fully standing when his hands grabbed your waist and yanked you back down, and you let out a squeal in the process. He wrapped his arms around you locking you in. His hand cupped your cheek, before clashing his lips against yours.

Hungrily, he kissed you. You put your hand on his chest, as your lips moved against his, fighting his dominance, he moved his lips searingly, deepening the kiss that sends chills down your spine. His tongue brushes against your bottom lip, and you open up your lips, allowing him entrance. It was the battle of tongue, which you lost, melting into him.

His hands roamed your back, then your waist, the edge of your curves, alighting a spark in your stomach. Your hands flew to his neck, clutching it.

You broke the kiss to catch your breath. Your heavy breath was seemingly dramatic compared to his. He didn't even break a sweat. You giggled, your head felt light and the room was spinning around, heart was racing. Damn. He's such a good kisser.

You shifted, straddling his lap, you put arms around your neck, reeling him back into the heated kiss. Your hips flicked, groans spilled from your lips. His lips moved to the nape of your neck, vigorously sucking on your sweet spot right there. You tried to suppress the moan in your throat, as his lips lowered down, nipping the skin of your collarbone. The last time you screamed, the neighbor slammed on the wall, complaining. Not having that again.

The need for him builds up in the pit of your stomach minute by minute, rocking your hips faster and faster against him, your own wetness growing. He untied the knot of your apron. He took it off your neck, throwing it to the side, before grabbing your face and capturing his lips again, not getting enough of it.

You took his jacket off of him, without breaking your lips, then your dainty fingers started unbuttoning his shirt skillfully. It was clearly unfair, so he started getting rid of your blouse as well. You discarded each other's top, until you were down to your bra, which he unclasped later on.

You gasped, as you felt your breasts were finally freed. The chilly air inside made your nipples harden. He admired your perky breasts, appreciatively, planting a kiss in between, you hummed involuntarily. His lips trailed closer and closer, he swirled his tongue around the nub teasingly and torturously. A hum wouldn't do anymore, you moaned in pleasure. Then suddenly, he ravished your nipples in his mouth, sucking on the nub, like fingers toyed with the other one.

Your fingers ran across the naked chest, to the taut of his shoulder, before delving in the bed of his locks, gripping them tightly, as he continued on, moving to the breast to give the same attention. He pinched it, bit it; he drove you wild with what he's doing with your nipples.

It's like someone started a fire in your bones; you're all hot and bothered.

He stopped kissing them, which made you whine for the loss of attention. He tugged your short, basically saying you needed to take them off, and you did, leaving you with only your panties on you.

His lustful eyes raked your naked body, as you stood before him, breathless. Your heart pounded in your ears, adrenaline rushing through your veins in excitement. You felt the ache between your legs, slowly feeling your panties dampening. God, you really need him.

He ran his hands on hips, trailing hot, open-mouth, wet kisses down your stomach, it made you bite your lip.

"Stunning. Just stunning," he whispered softly against your warm skin.

You blushed lightly at his comment. He liked making you blush. You realized that pattern back when Barry was in a coma. You'd stay and help out, he would just compliment you for whatever you tackled that day.

You let out a gasp, when he gripped your hips, lifting you off the floor, and placed you on top of the kitchen counter. You didn't expect such force from him. His fingers slipped through the bands of your panties, tugging them down antagonizing slowly. Such a tease.

He lowered his head in between your legs, as he spread them opening. His lips curved at the sight of your wetness, he took your leg and put over his shoulder, and began sucking on the soft skin of your leg, trailing up to your inner thigh. You felt his warm breath ghosting your inner thigh, kissing it, as his lips moved up and up to your womanhood, his fingers lightly trailed against it.

"Harry, please," you cried, screwing your eyes shut and bit your lips harshly.

Hearing your plea, he slowly licked a stripe, then closed his mouth over the sensitive bundle of nerves. Your mouth hung open and you arched your back. Pleased with his work, he hummed, sending vibrations through your body.

"Oh, don't stop," you whined.

"Oh darling, I don't intend to," he said huskily, it ran shivers down your spine.

His tongue thrusted in and out of you, swirling around your clit, driving you to sweet ecstasy. You clampled the edge of the counter and mewled loudly, your hips locked up at the sensation.

Abruptly, a ring cut through the moment. Wells stopped, but upon realizing that it wasn't his phone, he carried on. Breathless, you pat the counter behind you, looking for your phone. Once you took a hold of it, you were going to reject it, seeing the caller ID, you turned to Wells.

"It's Cisco," you informed him.

You thought he didn't just hear you, distracted, so you told him again.

"Answer it,"

Your lips parted, "Wha—"

"Answer it," he repeated nonchalantly.

You can't believe that he's risking being caught. For someone who would scold you to keep your hands to yourself when you're out, this is surprising.

Extremely bewildered and aroused, and worried that something might have happened to Barry, you didn't argue and clicked to answer.

"Hey Cisco," you tried to steady your voice, but it wavered at the end, when he sucked your clit with vigor.

"Hey Y/N. You busy?"

Yup.

"Not so much. What's up?" you reply, panting.

Your breath stopped in your throat, you weren't able to register the next sentence Cisco said, when you felt Wells inserted a finger inside of you. His finger went in out of you, before adding another finger in. He scissored his digits inside, pumping in and out, looking for the sweet spot, while his thumb rubbed your clit roughly. If he keeps doing this you're not going to last.

You looked at him, mouth hung open. He gave a smug smirk, and licked your clit.

"Y/N? Can you hear me?" You almost forgot he was there.

Your arm fling to your face. Your teeth dug on your arm, squirming quietly, unable to handle the pleasure.

"Y/N!" Cisco yelled in your ears.

There's something arousing and bothering with this; the idea of getting caught while doing it, it's thrilling. But it's weird and you have embarrassed yourself enough.

"I'll call you back!" You gasped, pressing the button and basically threw your phone behind you.

Your hips quivered, locking him up in between. You felt the orgasm bubbling inside of you. You were so close.

"Harry, I need to—"

"No, not yet," he cut you off, his tone authoritative.

You whimpered in return, in need for release. He patted your thigh, gesturing you get off the counter. You hesitated, for you actually thought you would crumble if you got on your feet.

"Come on." His fingers flicked in gesture.

You know you can't sit on the counter forever; you haven't even cleaned it. You have to get off eventually, and slowly you planted your feet on the hardwood floor. You wobbled for a bit, but you grabbed onto him for support.

Your eyes met his dark ones. His hands reached for his belt, unbuckling it and threw it to the side. His pants and underwear followed suit, pooling at his feet. Your eyes wandered to his hardened member and you watched as he stroked it.

"Turn around," he ordered.

That ran chills through your body. You did what you were told. He guided your hands towards the counter, and placed it there. He held your waist, slowly bringing you down on his lap. Anxious to get him inside of you, you tried to sink down, he held you in place, growling at your impatience. He has a thing for taking time slow and being dominant, which you really didn't mind, but with high nearing, you were eager.

He lined himself up in your entrance, you even felt the tip of his length teasing you.

“Stop teasing,” you half-moaned and groaned.

"Say please,"

"Please, Harrison— I can't take it anymore. I need you," you cried.

“More,” he demanded.

“Please, I need you inside me. Please, babe. Please, I can't take it anymore,”

You felt him slowly entering inside. You let out shaky breath and you heard a raspy grunt from him. He stretched your walls, pain was present. You winced. It has been weeks since you’ve been this intimate, you almost forgot how it felt like.

“You okay?”

You nodded, biting your lips.

“Use your words,”

“Yes,” you panted.

He gave you a few moments to get accustomed to his member, before lifting you up to test the waters, starting a slow and gentle pace. You moaned loudly. It felt so good, he filled you up so good. Damn, you missed this. You clenched your walls, a guttural groan escaped his lips. His hand finds it's way to your breast, fondling with it.

“Harry, faster!”

He started picking up the pace, and finding the rhythm that suited him. He thrusted faster and harder, rocking your hips against his, hitting all the good spots, your toes curled in the process. You clamped the counter, knuckles turning white. You held on for dear life, as he took you from behind.

You couldn't keep the voices down anymore, and you couldn't care less about the neighbors anymore— grunts, moans, screams and pleads filled the room. You were a whimpering mess, crying his name and begging for more.

The overwhelming intensity of the pleasure washes over you. You were close, so, so close. You need to come.

“Harrison, please,” you begged weakly.

“Please what?” His voice is deep and raspy.

“Please, let me come,” you whimpered.

“Then come,”

He thrusted in you deeper. Tears pricking the corner of your eyes, desperate for your high. Then you felt it. Your clit pulses and walls clenched again. Eyes are closed, you arched your back and screamed. You screamed, as you came undone.

You thought he would stop, but he didn't. Instead, he gripped your hips tighter, pretty sure that's going to leave an imprint behind. He slammed your hips down on him, thrusting deeply and roughly.

He took you from behind with, until he met his high he felt his own pleasure washing over him. You felt spurts of warm liquid inside of you. Thank God for your pills or else Joe would kill you. Being an adult doesn't make being pregnant less scarier. Especially if your adoptive father is a cop, and your brother is a superhero.

His pace started getting sloppy and slow. You lean back to him, your back meets the skin of his chest, warm and sticky with sweat. Your bodies glistened with sweat.

Short breaths escaped from your parted lips. He trailed sloppy kisses on your shoulder, wrapped his arms around your waist, still not pulling out of you.

You were so dizzy, exhausted, overwhelmed and just happy. You truly missed being with just him and right now, you couldn't be more content in his arms.

"Round 2?” You challenged, panting with a grin plastered on your face.

He didn't reply, but you saw the corner of his lips tugged up. Next thing you know, the wheelchair was moving, heading to the direction of your bedroom.

Part II

[thethreemages]

W O O, so I'm back a bit from the art-grave to finally upload this piece I had completed a lil while ago... the pic in question being some slight redesign/touchups for two of my central side characters of TTM, Noira and Raider Crane~ 💙 Just to keep things a lil fresh and reflecting a bit better of their current character portrayals, so I hope you all enjoy! ^^

More info about both characters can be found below (and here on DA too)~

-Noira Crane (age 16) is Raider's younger sister, Princess Zia's best friend and currently enrolled at St. Ravilda's Mage Academy. A generally stoic and poised young lady with a rather sharp tongue than many would expect... often expressed through well-placed snark at those trying to interrupt her and Zia's "fun" (aka: sneaking around and setting up pranks around the school). When she's not busy hanging with Zia and keeping up their rather limited cheer squad these days, Noira could often be seen competing heavily for maintaining her place up above the top ranked students (of which a certain white-haired prince keeps trying to secure that spot for himself). Underneath her "well-to-do" exterior, however... lies a deep-down insecure girl who often feels pressured to bottle up her feelings, especially with the amount of pressure her parents (Lachlan & Vinia) put on both her and her brother Raider growing up. Combined with the strain put on from Raider's falling out with their parents a few years back... it's left Noira rather scared to delve too much into her own natural Water Mage abilities for fear she can't measure up (even with her folks trying their best to "dial back" for her sake, since she's their only remaining child living with them now). The few things in life that can truly bring a sense of peace and smiles to her face are Zia's company, the success of beating her rivals, and the never-ending bond she and Raider share between eachother... no matter the distance, no matter what.  (Fun Facts about Noira): -She's usually never seen walking around without her beloved dog companion, "Misty Belle" (courtesy to my pal @littlechaoticwitch for helping to come up with the name :3 ). The fluffy pup given to her as a gift from her folks a few years back, Misty is quite a sweet lil lady for most who are allowed to be near her. Always eager to follow her mistress around faithfully, snuggling and goofing around the room when left idle, and occasionally chewing at the ankles of those who try to mess with Noira (like, again, a certain white-paired prince who never ceases to push his luck lol).  -She was named after one of the earlier Crane family ancestors, "Noira the Victress". Said to have been quite a powerful blood pirate, the present-day Noira Crane has... always been a bit unsure of how to feel about her namesake, despite her father and some other distant relatives seeming rather proud of it. She's still a lil curious to try and research more about her ancestor though, given how popular she was as a subject for numerous campfire stories.  -Noira has been diagnosed as nearsighted from the time she was in elementary school, and thus is never seen without her favorite pair of horn-rimmed glasses (an aesthetic picked up from her favorite aunt, Freya).  -While her parents have officially stated for Noira to be the heir to their Crane Corp Industries business, Noira is still conflicted in herself of what she wants to do in life by the time she graduates. Whether it'd be to try out being a traveling Mage, or join more of Zia's royal court down in Asteria... its hard for her to decide atm.  -Being born a rather tiny and frail baby, Noira was always watched like a hawk by the family-hired medical professionals to keep her safe and protected. She's required to carry a couple EpiPens with her on the day-to-day with how many allergies she has, and Zia always tries to remember to keep a nice lil bag of snacks with her too in case her friend's blood sugar dips too low (as does Raider when he and Noira get to hang out on their own).  ============= -Raider Crane (age 21) is Noira's older brother, one of Kain's old school friends and currently making it big as an extreme stunt performer/traveling Electric mage. A bright, cheerful and fun-loving young man who lives to make others smile... whether it'd be for his own friend group or the crowds of audiences who clamor to come see his shows. Yet even with so much going well for him now... it wasn't always the easiest for him growing up before. Living under the roof of his folks who

always kept a tight grip

on him being "the best" (especially by his father), and even facing it worse with some bullying by Kaz's crew at school... it left Raider pretty timid and reclusive for the longest time. Only once others like Kain, Lyra, Briar and a few others taking the time to approach him did his true loveable goofball nature started to sprout for good... but at the same time, something just felt "missing" within Raider that didn't really sit right with him. Knowing how much of a rut he'd be bound to stay in if he kept up things how they were now... he decided by his last few years of Ravilda's to "change" himself for the better. From getting a new "bolder" punk look, working out and bulking over the summer, and taking some social sessions with fellow popular girl Dyani to gain some confidence in himself... Raider returned to the halls of the academy with a brighter, more-outgoing outlook on life now. He started gaining popularity left and right, taught Kaz's crew a thing or two when they tried one last chance to mess with him, and by graduation he was already on his way to make it big after getting signed on by an aspiring tv crew. All was going fine for once... yet back at home, things escalated between his parents (who still didn't seem understanding of Raider's personal dreams over their family business) to where Raider just... couldn't take it anymore. Many words were exchanged that night that prompted the young man to up and leave the family home for good... and never turning back except to now and then check up on his baby sister Noira. As the few years passed up until now, things are still going good for Raider in terms of his work and bond with Noira... though things remain relatively strained and awkward in regards to him and his parents. Whether things will ever truly improve or not with them is unclear as of now... but for the time being, Raider is at least content with himself on being able to finally shape his life the way it should be; fun, free, and fulfilling in its own way~.  (Fun Facts about Raider): -Back at his own personal trailer, Raider has a trio of cats he adopted awhile back named "Sprocket", "Buzz", and "Zipps". Having always been a strong cat person since he was a boy (but never getting the chance to own one growing up, given his mom's allergy to them), it was a big dream of Raider's to get his own feline companion by the time he moved out of the house. He went to the shelter to find three kitten siblings who were tossed aside and overlooked among some other animals... and being the big sweetie as he was, Raider was all too eager to scoop them up to adopt them all together. They're quite a funny bunch who tend to get into some trouble if left unsupervised, but are very much loyal to Raider either way with how often they'll form some "snuggle piles" with him once he's off-of-work.  -Raider gained his name from his paternal great-grandfather, Raider "The Swiftest" Crane. Originally was going to be named "Odin" (after Lachlan's own father, as was the old man's request many years ago)... but due to a falling out between the two not long before his son's birth, Lachlan decided against that and gave his boy "an even prouder name" to look up to instead. As for the present-day Raider himself, he's always been curious to know more about his great-grandfather given some accounts about him being a "commander of the skies" (via-riding dragons).  -From birth, Raider has carried an eye condition known as "Anisocoria"... in which one of his pupils is permanently smaller than the other eye and thus leaving him with some partially-blurred vision. For certain shows of his that take place in some heavy-weather conditions, Raider is required to wear some specialized goggles to help him see through his performance.  -His current neon/cyan blue hair isn't his natural haircolor, as Raider was actually born with darker/blackish-blue hair instead. Used to grow it out pretty shaggy and long up until his teens (in where he often hid his face behind his locks at times when he was down on himself)... but by the time his last

few highschool years rolled around, he cut most of it off and styled it to the look its at now as a nice change of pace. Got quite a few compliments on it's initial debut, so Raider has long since kept it around as his own lil "brand".  -As most of his friends have all long since went their separate ways after Ravilda's, Raider is the main one who likes to keep arranging for them to meet up on the few downtimes they're able to take off from their schedules. Often likes to greet any of his buddies with the biggest, crushing hugs imaginable (being lowkey touch-starved as he is)... and while not always the most logical thinker in terms of planning, he's the main heart to keep the group afloat in times they start bickering or feeling lost with one another.