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[calamitysshatteredson]

If forced -- if he allowed it to be a thought process to begin with, more likely -- Sephiroth might have said that he had some brush with the mechanization of evil. Not merely bad or cruel or questionably universally morally wrong, but evil.

It wasn't a word he liked to use. Not a nature he preferred to think about. It had been somewhat present, however. It was difficult to isolate enough to turn over and inspect. Not as easy to define as one might like, and certain one did not always recognize it when they saw it. When they felt it--

Ah. Hard to say. There were instincts he'd recognized but ignored. What could he have done? More? Less? Despite everything stacked against him, everything designed to do exactly what it had done with a good many arguments about when or whether it had all gone out of control...

He did know he should have listened to instincts, gut feelings, when it became clear exactly what his purpose was. And it wasn't as if he didn't have some around him who saw past the weapon. There had been so much hopelessness, such an assurance that nothing would change, that the opposing evidence took longer to sink in. It was fine for a while. It was good, for a while.

Can a tool, a weapon, desire? Carnage, yes. Vengeance torn open with rage. Coming to a point when it could not blame another's soiled hand for the slaughter. Honed and unleashed, and even the wielders could not be surprised at their eventual demise at the weapon's hands.

Most. Most.

Was it wrong to wish there'd been one casualty in particular he'd been present for? Likely. Almost certainly.

There would be no apologies for that. Not to himself or anyone else.

[yostresswritinggirl]

Genshin Boys would be Horrible as Disney Princes

Headcanon and Reader Perspective, Drabble

Sojourner Special (Followers Event)

Despite being the gentleman and sweethearts that they are, in the wrong hands, of badly aligned context and universal rules these boys can barely function as princes given their own ideals.

Diluc in Cinderella

Shortest one, oops.

Our Diluc would honestly be too busy for balls if we're doing this canonically, night time of all times. He's not your prince tonight, he's off somewhere doing Knight stuff...

If by chance you did catch him in the ball and he did indulge you with your dance until you escapaded at midnight, he's not gonna question it.

And since he didn't even REMEMBER your face, the next day just goes on as usual. No decree for searching the whole land for your foot or anything, it's just a normal day after a party.

"They left without a word, no name or promise, who am I to say no when they clearly don't want to stay?"

He's a gentleman. Too gentlemanly...

Childe in Sleeping Beauty

In this scenario, Childe embraces his knight-ness more than the princely aspect. I mean sure, he danced with you in the forest all so lovingly, sang along to your pretty lil voice. But when the prophecy came, his focus changed—

To the thrill of fighting a big ass green fire breathing dragon! Big woah, Childe had soooo much fun fighting it that he didn't even cheese it.

He lived for every hour of the fight and made it as slow as possible. Taunting, playing with his PREY- mid-fight the dragon would realize just how strong and horrifying Prince Childe is, but the entertainment had started, and the dance won't end until Childe wills it.

When he DID finally slay the damned thing, he'll come up to your quarters and stare at your sleeping body, and then think "Hey, if them being put under this spell gave me the fight of the century? What if ANOTHER dragon comes? That would be amazing!" No waking up for you, or the whole city for that matter.

Albedo in Frog Princess

You... You don't even get the chance to be the frog princess in here... simply because he himself REFUSES to change back to normal. You have never met a man so intelligent, much more a frog.

"I know of which you are not, I won't be fooled by cardboard crowns and secondhand dresses," you choke as he berates every fiber of your being, "It matters not, I still have much to learn about the life of an amphibian."

He disappears after that and you've never heard from him ever again, although at the back of your mind you're pretty sure he's a live and well, that bastard is too smart to end up as roadkill.

And well, you're right, he's out there in the world of frogs doing frog things. Triumphant over frog science and the other talking creatures he may meet.

He'll also find a way to revert himself back to normal, either making his own cure or just enlisting the help of a princess to bargain.

He might come to you upon the logic of marriage counting you as princess, but don't get too hyped, you won't be treated as his wife. He'd be too busy putting his frog research into paper...

Zhongli in Beauty and the Beast

A beast he may be, he's still dignified and elegant, upholding his end of the bargain so long as the other does the same.

Your father may have trespassed and have taken some flowers in his domain but well, really it's such a petty crime that can easily be solvable. And even if there needs to be punishment incured...

When you stumble to the mansion in search of your father, ready to take his place from his jail cell, you find him and the beast (ohh half-dragon Zhongles) by an elegant table drinking cups of tea with light conversation. Huh?

"There is no need to fret, your father and I are just discussing the terms of our contract. He spoke of his woodworks that I wish to commission in exchange, such good potential should not be wasted."

You can also, well, pay off things within contract? But either way, it would be hella awakward, he won't impose on your life and most certainly not about the curse when you had so much to live for.

Kaeya in Rapunzel

Little bitch, thru and thru. If Eugene is such a criminal, he's taking it TENFOLD.

He's not even gonna be the slightest bit trustworthy for you, little Rapunzel, because he raises so many red flags your frying pan wouldn't even be enough to threaten him. He probably has a really thick skull, and your resolve won't be able to smack that pretty face.

Bargaining won't work, he'd sleight of hand his way out and get the crown knowing you'd hid it in the pot immediately, and then just backflip outta there.

If you manage to get him to get you out, he's not gonna be of help either. Kaeya would be amused with toying with you, leaving you in the dark as you get scared shitless/dance around with some tavern criminals. Otherwise, ehh...

One way or another, he's gonna find a way to get you off his case. Either forcing you to travel with companions that's headed to the city anyways or forcefully knocking you out and heaving you back to your tower.

"You have a mother that never ages lock you up in this tower? Nu uh, sweetie, I'm not dealing with the dark forces of witchery when I'm already well off with the crown."

He got the crown.

Venti in Snow White

I'm sorry what? Free apples? Eternal sleep in a beautiful bed? He's gonna be glad to just take your place. (Spoilers, he would)

He'd be most definitely entertained with your dwarves, playing his tunes. You life would be filled with his lyre as he plays around, not even caring about the other implications of yours or his status in this woodland forest.

You ran away from home? Cool, freedom, man. Wish he could the same without jeopardizing the kingdom and his family. He'd probably take the apple too just for you~

During your rest, he'll come up with the most eloquent song to play for your seven dwarves as he watches your fate sadly. How peaceful you looked, away from the world and from the grips of death.

The dwarves would force him to please try and break the spell, and he'll shrug and indulge- except it didn't break the spell, as he expected it to be. And they are clueless on who else you had encountered in your life to even spare a true love's kiss.

"How saddening, the princess lays. Maddening to those around as they'd say, if only my kiss was enough for the curse to sway." You died, ouch.

Xiao in Mulan

Brutal. Brutal. Brutal. His voicelines would come in sooooo handy here, oh my goodness.

If you miraculously bypassed his analytical gaze enough to hide your sexuality, you're going to die in his training program. He's not gonna go easy on you, not when the fate of the nation lies upon your capability to keep up. You're gonna go through far worse than what true Mulan went through, and you may or may not just die in the process.

If by chance you survived, this would warrant enough respect to not kill you (oh, you lived) but you better not show up again.

He's never gonna be delighted to see your traitorous face again, he can save China on his own, thank you very much. And you know he can. Try and approach him, and a sword would be at your neck once again.

"Foolish gremlin, you think you had the right to present yourself after the treason you willfully committed? We won't crumble at the loss of one person, your job here is done." How sad.

Cyno in Little Mermaid

First of all, wack, mermaids exist! Sadly, that's nothing new for him. He knows a lot with that intelligent mind of his, so it would be no surprise that the existence of such mythical creatures doesn't make him bat an eyelash. He's been living near water, he's not that stupid.

With that in mind, your presence in your first meeting is going to be bad. Very bad. Cyno knows about sirens and he's not at all gonna fall for it, and if by chance he had known you before the ship was wrecked, he's probably gonna be veryyy keen in capturing you instead.

So if by chance you're stupid enough to interact with him and DESIRE to be on land with him, you're gonna deal with a lot of problems.

You're not getting that kiss easily. No, it's a huge challenge. He'd be repulsed in your naivety and will most likely be more concerned on your voice than ever. He'd be so kind to try and give a shot in helping with the cure but it's not the cure you needed.

He'll drown himself in every literature in full concentration just to see if there's any text he can find about curses and muteness. His curiousity would get the best of him, and you'll barely see him after you managed to explain your predicament without the need for words. Octopus woman doesn't even need to show up to intervene.

"A kiss? Surely not, such ailment won't be cured by fairytale methods." And then he goes back to his library once again. And you will be seafoam the next sunrise. Or was it sunset?

"So now that we've established these grounds," Exiled turns to the other two in the area, "Maybe, these boys would be better off as princesses."

And so the trio concocts a new type of fairytale, collaborated to masterpieces soon after.

@moaa @dandelion-dreams @witchsungie @zelos-simp @legionqueensav @snackgod @rxsalinee @cala-ran @wind-wheel @struggljng @ellitx @kookieyachi @dandelion-dreams

[delightfulstarlightparadise]

Imagine Reader/Katsuki Bakugo

It has been a long time since I last watched or read BNHA but I have found myself really wanting to write some of these because of tiktok. So, please, forgive me if I take some stuff out of the anime context. Also, there has been a long time since I last wrote something in English. Forgive me if I make some mistakes.

Context: You are a new student in class, your quirk is regenerating (just like Deadpool) underneath the school chlothes you always wear a special long sleaved shirt with turtleneck that fully covers your body, because it is full of scars from the regeneration.

Your personality is a defiant one.

From enemies to lovers kind of fic

Everyone is wondering where did you come from in the middle of a semester, but you can't reveal this secret. You have been keeping it to yourself and everytime people try to approach you, you make up an excuse to quickly leave.

Until this day, in which your P.E. class demands you to go through a very dangerous obstacle course. Everyone has done it and you are the last one. Nobody has ever seen your quirk in action so everybody is anxious to see how you go. Bakugo pretends not to be interested, but he watches you out of the corner of his eyes.

Aizawa approaches you and tells you not to disappoint him. You nod and go ahead. Nobody can barely see your movements, you are too fast for any of the obstacles to hit you, even the big logs that hit most of the students. "So fast!" you can hear Denki saying while you hop from obstacle to obstacle. That is how you learned to be, because using your quirk is just a last resource to you, once it always leaves you scars.

In the las obstacle you notice that you miscalculated and a log is going to hit you right in the chest. You hear everybody screaming as you hug the log and let it take you with its balance. You can feel your insides crush and spit some blood on top of it.

Iida and Midorya try to hush to help you but Aisawa stops them from doing it. It seems like he knows your quirk (of course, he is the teacher... or is there something else to it?)

Even Bakugo is now watching deeply impressed as you hop on top of the log and backflips from it to the finish line. Your uniform is kind of wrecked but your blouse is intact, so is your chest. "Wooooooow!!!!" You hear them screaming as you wipe the blood from your mouth. Momo, Mina, Sero and Denki run towards you, excited to hear how the hell did you do that, Midoriya comes through the middle of them telling you that you NEED to tell him about your quirk, he has a notebook in hands. The others are clapping. Except for Bakugo, he has crossed his arms over his chest and has a repressed angry look.

"What's up with that? That was not impressive at all."

"Ahn... you tied in time, bro" Kirishima answers.

You hear a big explosion, and somebody screaming "WHAT THE FUCK?!", everyone around you is pushed down to the sides and now the only view you have are those raging red eyes amongst the smoke coming towards you.

"I WANT A REMATCH, NOW!" He screams with a finger pointed right to your face.

You feel kind of impelled to accept, he is looking at you, chin up, as if he is better then you. Who the hell is this boy?

Actually the way he always acts like he is better then everyone else has already caught your attention in these recent days. You see how awfully he treats his friends, he is always so loud and curses all the time. Yeah, you definately don't like this guy.

You are about to say yes, but you feel Aizawa's cold look at you. Damn it!

"I am not interested." You answer, hitting his finger with a smack.

Bad choice. You can feel the heat coming from him increase as he seems ready to jump on top of you and blow you out of existence.

"BROOOO, calm down" Kirishima comes between you. "Aizawa is not diggin' it, bro."

Bakugo stares at you as if he is going to sunddely jump over Kirishima's head and kill you with his bare hands(he probably could, you can feel it), but you stare back at him and even show your teeth a little. He gets kind of impressed with it, but gets back to his angry expression. He turns to the side and goes away stomping his feet and almost literally exploding with rage.

"Hey, ahn... y/n... that was really amazing! Don't mind him, this is his way to show he was impressed" says Kirishima with the most friendly smile, before going after him.

"Kaachan is really that way you will get used to him." Midoriya says. You can feel he is ashamed.

"Who does that motherfucker thinks he is?" You say as the others around gasp.

"You don't let him hear you say that." Denki says in the thinniest voice.

You leave, also stomping your feet, that boy made you angry. Everybody stares, as they did not expect you to react like that.

...

A few days go by. Every time yours and Katsuki Bakugo's sight cross people can hear both of you growl.

You have been competing in every single activity you face: from who gets better grades to who arrives first for lunch.

There are romours going on about your quirk around the school. Some say you might have invincibility, others, that you have some sort of superspeed. No one is right. You are as misterious as when you arrived, but now people know that you really hate Bakugo. And he hates you back.

"I didn't think he could hate someone as much as he hates you." Kirishima says to Midoriya as they watch you and Bakugo have a desagreement on who arrived first at the vending machine.

"What? Kaachan doesn't hate me... was that how it looked like when he was picking on me?"

"That what it WOULD look like if you fought back." Tsuyu answers.

"Listen here, you brat, I was already choosing my drink, you can't just come and put your money ahead of me!" You say as you punch the vending machine.

"What did you just call me?! Anyways, you were TOO SLOW, I wouldn't wait." He smirks at you, pressing the number of the last Coke in the machine.

"This Coke is mine!" You answer, infuriated.

"There is some Pepsi, still."

"Son of a..."

You lean towards him to take the Coke from his hands. All of a sundden the can bursts and the drink spills all over your face as Bakugo laughs.

"Ok, it is all yours." He says, cleaning his hand in your already sticky uniform.

"Ok, that is it!" You say, and jump onto him, punching his face as you both fall on the floor.

"OH SHIT!" You hear someone scream as you punch Bakugo as hard as you can, alternating hands.

You hear people coming towards you, but you don't see them arrive, as Bakugo explodes you from off of him. You fly to the other side of the common room, falling on a table that breaks with the impact.

"I'M GONNA KILL YOU, ASSHOLE" you hear him screaming from the other side of the room.

You smell burnt meat. It is you, he hit you right on the chest, your shirt is ruined (if you are a female or wear a binder, it is not burned, don't worry, no tiddies out). There is a huge burn that goes from your chest to your chin. You stand up cracking your wrist and putting yourself in a fight pose.

"That is it, you fucker." you hear everyone gasp when they see the burnt slowly desappearing under a brand new skin layer. "You're dead."

You pick up a foot from the broken table and run towards Bakugou, he makes two explosions agressively on you, but you don't care. Half of your face and your hips get burned in a deep flesh wound and are quickly healed by your quirk. You hit him hard in the face with the wood. He bumps into the wall and falls sitten.

"What the fuck?!" He exclaims, watching you finish your healing process.

You are about to hit him once again, and he is about to explode you one more time, but nothing comes out of his hand and you feel the piece of wood being taken away from your hands.

"Ooooh, shit..." you hear the others saying and see them stepping away.

Aizawa is standing behind you, his eyes are furiously shaking and he is holding your piece of wood. You probably woke him up, as he is in full pijamas.

"Oh shit." You say slowly stepping away.

...

Being responsible for washing everyone's P.E. uniforms and cleaning the room for a whole month didn't sound like too much of a punishment for breaking the common room and almost killing a colleague. But... you had to do it with HIM.

"Are you gonna sweep or what?" You complain when you see he is barely doing something to clean the classroom.

"You are the one used to using a piece of wood" he says leaning against a desk you had just put in position.

"You will see where I am gonna put this piece of wood if you don't help" you answer putting the broom over your head in a threatening way.

"Let's see how many times I need to blow you up before you die!" He answers opening his hands wide besides his hips.

You are ready to start a fight when you remember Aizawa talking to you: "you should not be so fast in disappointing the last family you have." You put the broom down and sigh.

"Quitter." Bakugou says, leaning against the desk once more and putting his hands in his pockets.

"Aizawa is my uncle, you know." You say, getting back to swapping. "This is why I got to come to the academy in the half semester."

You notice he is shaken by the news, but he plays it cool.

"Why are you telling me that?" he says.

"Cause this is the only reason I don't beat your motherfucking ass." you answer.

"Ha, as if." he says smiling in a maniac way. "It took me 200 explosions to beat the shit out of Kirishima. Your quirk is similar to his in a certain way, there must be a limit. Of explosions you can take."

"I can do a whole lot of damage before my quirk starts to wear off." You answer, putting the broom aside. "But I tend to doge attacks, because..."

You open the shirt of your uniform, making Bakugo step back surprized, even more so when you open the zipper of your special suit. Bakugo's face turns from a bright red to a pale white as he lays eyes on your body full of scars. You have all kinds of them, big, small, one specially big that goes from your hip to the beginning of your neck.

"What the f..." he seems to swallow his mean words. "So... things leave scars on you."

"The more I use my quirk, the bigger is the possibility of leaving scars."

"I bet you get into lots of fights." he says, opening smile with the side of his lips.

"Those are mostly from the accident when my parents died." you say, head down with a frown.

Bakugo stares at you kind of embarassed, not knowing what to say. He takes a step fowark, slightly reaching to you.

Then, you start to laugh.

"I'm kidding, dumbass!!!" You say, bending foward, cleaning tears from your eyes. "Yeah, I get into a lot of fights."

"You... you..." Bakugou is startled, but also angry. He doesn't know how to react.

"You should see your face! You were totally soft over me."

"I WAS NOT SOFT!"

"You were totally soft!"

Bakugou threatens you with his hands wide open, but you keep laughing at him.

That is when the door opens.

You and Bakugo turn to see professor Mic, absolutely atonished. At first you both think he has gotten you about to start a fight, but then you realize, what it actually looks like. Your shirt is open, Bakugou's hands are aiming at your chest.

You both scream. Professor Mic also screams.

Part two here:

[sunnyie-eve]

3 | Better than good

Series: Don’t Make It Personal  (American Assassin Mitch Rapp)

Word count: 1.5k

Warnings: language, fighting

As we finish up with the rest of the group he tells us we're done for today's lesson. "Next time." I give Victor a wave as he walks away with Ray. "Didn't think I'd see you ever again... Especially here." Mitch walks up to me. "I can say the same thing for you. Remember that uncle that gave me tips, well Hurley is that uncle. My dad's brother to be exact. Originally I would have the same last name as him, but my mom made my last name her last name. She didn't like how Hurley sounded with Payton. So yeah, basically I've been here with him training me since getting back home 18 months ago." I explain as we walk.

"You're very good from what I saw." I chuckle, "Good? Now that's an insult to me because I'm great. Come on, try me." I motion for him to come at me. "As much as I would charge at you like anyone else... I don't want to. I mean, I sorta know you." He shakes his head. "I'm sorry for this." I say confusing him as I punch him right in the jaw. "The fuck? I said I didn't want to fight you, Payton." He holds his jaw making me kick but he blocks it. "You remembered my name too." I smile as I spin around going down, putting my leg out to knock him down before spinning back up.

"I just gotta prove I'm better than good. Come on, these guys punch, kick, and flip me all the time. So don't worry about hurting me because when I tell you I can push through the pain I do. So stop being scared to h-," I was cut off as he rushes at me flipping me back into the ground and he brings his fist down and I block each one. "Just thought I'd let you know, I was in gymnastics." I say bringing my leg up wrapping it around his neck rolling so I was on top of him. "So that means I'm flexible and can do this." I do a backflip around him giving him time to get back up and as he rushes at me I cartwheel forward using my legs to get up on his shoulder so I can throw us down. When he falls back I jump off him looking down at him. "Wanna stop now?" I smile and he rolls back tripping me so I quickly get up blocking his punches but one hits me right below the right eye.

"Okay, that one hurt." I grab his arm jumping up doing my signature move with my legs spinning around his neck before bringing him down. "The fuck was that?" He looks up at me as I put my hand out to help him. "Vovinam, it's part of Martial Arts." I help pull him up. "Something you do a lot?" He asks as we walk again. "One of my moves to really get the person shocked, giving me an advantage." I shrug my shoulders. "Sorry about your eye... it's already getting swollen." He looks at it. "It's good. Not the first time but your punch was the first one to actually hurt really bad." I say as we join the rest of the group.

"I'm sorry again. I felt bad as soon as my hand made contact with your face." He lightly moves his thumb across where he punched me. "Like I said, don't be. I'm good, okay." I step back from him, giving him a reassuring smile. "Trust her. I've given her two black eyes, a busted lip, and broken a finger in one day.... multiple times." Victor smiles, feeling proud of himself. "Yeah, but never once did I cry and tap out letting you win in the end. Still kicked your ass each time." I flip him off, turning back to Mitch. "Told you not to worry." I pat his back. "He's really done all that to you?" He glances over at Victor watching us as he walks away. "Yeah, I'm surprised he forgot the part about him stabbing me in the thigh on accident." I quote, accident, with my fingers.

"What made him hate you that much?" Mitch glances back over at Victor. "I have to say it's because he's lost to a girl a few times. There's literally no other reason I can think of. Then again he just hates everyone." I rolled my eyes not really caring how much Victor hated me. "Hey Mitch... It's okay if you don't wanna talk or stuff but... How do I say this? I get your pissed you didn't get to kill him because of everything that happened but-," He cuts me off. "Payton, I'm really not in the mood to talk about that with you or anyone else. No hard feelings." I just nod my head, "Yeah, I completely understand." He just nods his head too, "Why did you decide to join this lifestyle?" He asked me.

"Well unlike you... I didn't train this way for revenge, I did it because people like that need to be stopped. I don't want others to go through what we went through. Losing someone in a terrorist attack is the worst way to lose someone. People don't deserve to lose their life in that situation." I explained to him truthfully. "Kline! Let's get a move on!" My uncle yells for me in the distance. "Nice seeing you again Mitch... Even here." I tell him before running off to my uncle. "Was it a nice chat? Catching up on what's happened since the attack." He says annoyed. "Sorta..." I sigh. "You both are here to train, not chitchat." He glares at me. "I know Sir. Sorry." I apologize even though I shouldn’t for just talking to him. "It's a busy day tomorrow early in the morning so go eat and get some rest." He snaps his fingers so I rush back to the house.

~

"LETS GO! GO! GO!" My door burst open and my uncle was amused. I was already up and dressed for today. "That's my girl! Let's go!" He continues to shout leaving and I pass him up to get there before him. Hell I even got there before all the guys because apparently they all were dead asleep. As I was putting on my equipment the group of guys came in and some of them you could tell were still trying to wake up. "No one was on watch?" I baby talk Victor, making him curse at me. "Shut the fuck up bitch. You have it easier up at the house." I laugh at him. "Not exactly, I still have drills to get up just like you guys. Just because I'm related to Stan doesn't mean I have it easy. Trust me." I explained to him putting the things on my arm.

He just rolls his eyes, turning away from me. "So you got woken up by gun shots this morning?" Mitch turns to me and I shake my head no, "Very loud shouting. Last time I had guns was when I slept in too late last week along with ice cold water. Since my mattress was wet and had to air out, I had to sleep outside with just a sleepy bag on the dirt for a few days. Oh did I mention it rained so I slept in mud." I finish with my equipment then mess with my gun. "I kicked her awake one morning." Victor added with a smile. Mitch just gives him a look, "Probably was just a small kick to her." I smile as we line up putting on our eyewear.

"These are your targets. Memorize them. It's your responsibility to be able to identify them. You shoot a combatant, you get a point. You miss, you get a shock. You shoot a noncombatant, you get a bigger shock. Combatant shoots you... Let's just say you're gonna feel it." Stan explains to us as we see our list of people we have to shoot. I was good with faces so I didn't think it was going to be that hard for me. "Ready? Go." They tell us and we start to move. I look around and find my first one not missing as I shoot them.

Soon I start to hear everyone else start to shoot and then a few groans from the shocks. I was doing pretty well not getting a shock until I got shot while reloading my gun. As I start to get good again I hear the guys groan and curse a lot more. "Fuck! Fucking AR bullshit." I hear Victor curse as I shoot a few more then get hit three times in a row. "Son of a bitch! That hurts three times in a row." I take my glasses off then the rest of my equipment. I see the rest of the guys walking away while Mitch kept shooting and getting shocked non stop.