#AGH what is wrong with meeee

[proximacentaurib]

Someone please ban me from downloading PDFs of random research articles

[dandyshucks]

i think a big plus of having Guz be so tall and just in general bigger than me is that I could sit in front of him with my back to his chest and have his arms wrapped around me and he could just hide me away from the world for a little while. he is my own personal brick wall fsdjkl a weighted blanket perhaps too,,

[wisteriagoesvroom]

Hello! A again! Frando-Norpinto thoughts I have, at a time absolutely I should be studying (it’s like fuckass early in the morning and im On my way) but anyways!

Your post about the younger more genuinely optimistic or positive people bringing joie de vivre to the lives of older people in a ship has made me think so much about how lando tries to show off this seasoned, devil may care attitude lately (does not work. He cares SO MUCH.) but he is also seriously someone who takes things to heart. I think lando is interesitng to rpf with Franco because what differs in the way they perform for the world.

Franco is unabashedly honest, doesn’t allow himself to be europeanised and have that be used against him to take away from his heritage and spin in the terrible media bias, but he has an immense awareness of the lack of privilege he is. Easy going, but calculated, fairly devilishly smart and charismatic. Franco is not here for a long time, and he knows he has ability. He doesn’t have the career to give him cynicism to lando levels yet but being who he is he has every right to be jaded in ways he doesn’t let himself be. He wants, so he works, holds it loose and goes fast and hard.

Lando struggles against and with his privilege in his media, and there’s this sort of unsurety there as he begins to get comfortable being in a position where he’s achieving things and attentioned. Lando has been here long, and wants to stay for much longer. He’s been wanting for so long it’s weird toHAVE.

His performance is hyperbole on a low level and a melancholy that he holds with his hands and goes head first into the life.

Lando’s performance is omission and oversharing all at once, more mask that’s become skin at this point.

And so, the way they interact with each other is so fun!! Their sincerity and genuineness manifests in smooth but honest yapping and awkward reaches and tiny acts of service that matter, and it’s so important to me to see that difference and see what makes them click together.

I realise I’ve dumped my personal character analyses and interpretations on you, so feel free to ignore this Ahdhdhfh. But yeah, you’ve made my brain go OFF (I say like my brain isn’t rpf obsessed and produced 11 f1 works in two months and doesn’t have like, a shit ton of wips) but yeah you’ve def showed me the delights of frando-norpinto

Just. Agh.

hellO A not that there are ever really wrong takes in rpf cus. it’s rpf. but also. you are so right. there is something v interesting about franco’s smoothness and confidence to just go for it vs lando who is mildly bemused and doesn’t totally get it but he’s enjoying franco’s overt enthusiasm anyway. see: picture of them at driver’s parade.

i think they make a great pair and i think franco is earnest and excitable in a way that Lando probably hasn’t seen in a while and it’s a very interesting dynamic. TO MEEEE

someone also said lando lives his mid 20s like a person who is making up for lost time a little bit , and i see that. franco’s endearing Whole Thing is charming to him in my mind maze for this reason. and at the same time you simply cannot account for or quantify ✨ chemistry 🧪

[danganronpasurvivoraskblog]

Past against Present.

Hah-

Ragh! YAGH!

GAH!

*When right up against each other, staring each other down, face to face, Kuripa is the first to make a move, but Munakata swiftly counters it, and strikes back, landing the first real hit.

Hmph! Nrgh!

Yrgh!

TCH!

Agh!

Gugh!

*With a slight delay in between his blows, in an attempt to catch Kuripa off guard, Munakata strikes first with his palm, and then his elbow. When Kuripa blocks the attacks, he instead kicks him in the stomach and knocks him back. Kuripa quickly recovers and grabs Munakata’s wrists, but he shakes him off and smacks him round the head.

What’s wrong? Was all that talk worth nothing in the end?

Hehe...Don’t get cocky Grandpa Cyclops.

*Kuripa rightens himself and wipes his mouth with his sleeve.

I’m just getting started…!

…Music to my ears…

HYAAGH

HUUAAGH!

*As soon as Munakata finishes his sentence, Kuripa slides down and attempts to sweep Munakata’s feet out from under him. Munakata avoids the attack and attempts to roundhouse Kuripa’s head in retaliation, but Kuripa ducks underneath him.

HAGH! HNGH!

WAH! GAAGH! RAAGH!

HMPH!

Ugh! WAAH!

*SLAM!*

Tch!

*Wasting no time after his attack, Munakata follows up his roundhouse with an axe kick. Kuripa dodges this too, but it puts him in a bad spot and Munakata swiftly kicks him in the ribs and face with his other foot. Kuripa instead tries to cartwheel through the air and kick Munakata in the face, but he retaliates and knocks him to the ground. Kuripa then has to quickly roll out the way before Munakata steps on his face with his hard black boot.

Hup! HRAAAGH!

NGGGH!

GH! HAYAAH!

DUH! DAAGH!

HUUUGGH!

*The two continue to exchange blows, when at one point, Kuripa catches Munakata’s fist and yanks him forward, attempting to get a good hit in on his face. Munakata blocks this with his other hand however, and when Kuripa grabs him again, Munakata expertly counterattacks and pins Kuripa’s arms behind his back.

GET OFF MEEEE!

WAH!?

*WHAM!*

GUUGH!

YAAAARGGH!

*WHAAM!*

GAACK!

*Kuripa however, is stronger than Munakata predicts, and he breaks free of the lock, following up by elbowing Munakata straight in the nose. While he’s stunned, Kuripa jumps and rams his foot straight into his chest, knocking him back a fair few feet.

Gasp!

YRRRAAAGH! HUT HAH! YAGH!

NGGH!

UGH!

*Kuripa, slowly but surely building up rage, rushes in to lay a flurry of attacks into Munakata. Munakata however, recovers from his previous fatigue and fights back. He lays his own array of attacks into Kuripa, slowly forcing the animator to take a few steps back.

HUGH!

TCH!

GRRUUGH!

GUCK!

YRRRGAAGH!

AACK!

*SLAM!* *BANG!* CLUTTER!*

*When Munakata tries to get in a kick, Kuripa grabs his leg in an attempt to trip him up. It doesn’t work however, and instead, Munakata grasps Kuripa firmly by the throat, lifts him up, and slams him straight down right on the edge of a nearby dolly (as in push cart) parked up against the rest of the metal tables and cabinets.

HUH!

NRGH!

UGH!

RYAAGH!

GAAGHAGH!

*Munakata readies a heavy kick to the ribs, but before he can make contact, a punch in a pressure point from Kuripa takes out his knees, and he stumbles and falls to the ground. However, he spins on the floor and kicks Kuripa in the gut, knocking him back.

HRUGH!

HAAAAAGAAGH!

*SLAAAM!*

DRGH!

NAAGH!

UGH!

WAAH!

YRRGH! DAGH!

BLUERGH! G-GAAGH!

BLAARCK!

*CATCH!*

YRAAAGH!

HUUAAAHG!

GAH!? NYAAGH!

ACK!

*A complete mess of attacks follow this. After being kicked back, Kuripa rolls to instantly recover to his feet, but Munakata has also gotten up by the time he does. The Chairman rushes in to deliver a dreadful punch straight to Kuripa’s skull, but right before he makes contact, Kuripa dodges, and his fist collides with the China-tiled wall. Wincing in pain, Munakata leaves himself open when Kuripa delivers a backhanded fist straight to his jaw, but then is ready when Kuripa goes in for another blow to the face from the other side. Munakata blocks, and then elbows Kuripa in the gut. Kuripa recoils over, but as he’s bent down, he gets a similar attack in on Munakata. When Munakata is keeled over, Kuripa grabs him by his back and attempts to throw him over his shoulder in a suplex sort of way, but instead, Munakata uses the momentum of the throw as an attack, causing both his feet to hit Kuripa straight in the face. However, he puts himself in a bad spot, and Kuripa lands a devastating punch to his abdomen.

GET UP OLD MAN, I’M NOT DONE WITH YOU YET!

HAARGH!

YRGH!

*Kuripa once again grasps Munakata by his back and tries hoisting him up. However, before he can pull him all the way, Munakata tries to backhand Kuripa with a heavy arm, which he ducks under. The two of them, as they had been doing the whole time, continued to lay an array of punches, kicks, and even headbutts from Kuripa’s side for what feels like a while.

HACHAAAGH!

GAHOW!

HUP! HAP! HAH! HIIIIAAAAAGH!

GAAHAAGH! UGH! DUGH! *SPLUTTER!*

*After Munakata lifts his head up when he ducks under a roundhouse kick, Kuripa manages to get a REAL good hit in on Munakata’s face. Munakata is knocked off balance, and with swift yet powerful movements, Kuripa kicks him in his gut, then his knee, then his face. And in a miraculous move, he jumps onto the nearby stove, bounds off it, and SMASHES Munakata around the face with his leg! The force is so immense, Munakata goes hurtling over the chopping boards and sinks and goes CRASHING into the metal cabinets on the other side of the kitchen!

GAHAHAHA! YOU READY TO DIE!?

STAY BACK YOU ANIMAL!

*CLANG!*

TCH!

*As to not delay the fight to his disadvantage, Kuripa leaps over the middle tables that he just threw Munakata over. Munakata does his best to recover quickly, and when he sees Kuripa coming, he grabs a nearby metal tray and throws it at him. Before it can hit him, Kuripa smacks it out of the air and crashes it to the ground.

HA-TAH!

YEAAGH!

BLOURGH!

RrrgGGH! YAGH!

ACK!

RRAAAAGH!

*CRASH!*

GEH!

RRRRGGGH!

AAA-AAAAAGH!

HAAAGH!

*SMASH!*

GAHAGH!

*After he pulls himself to his feet, Munakata runs in to try and get two strong hits on Kuripa, both of which he deflects. When Munakata attacks again, Kuripa bends backwards to dodge, and they uses his momentum to smash Munakata around the face. Kuripa grabs Munakata’s shoulder, pulls him round and smashes him straight in the face with his knee. While he’s dazed, Kuripa then, in a brutal fashion, grabs his face and smashes him headfirst into the metal table, then proceeding to run his face down the whole length of it as he screams! Once they get to the end, Kuripa spots a bottle of alcohol, grabs it, and smashes it over Munakata’s head!

ACKA! K-KURIPA KURAFTOOOO!!!

WAAAHAAGH!

*THUD!*

*Enraged, and despite his dizziness, Munakata wraps his arms around Kuripa, lifts him up, and throws him down to the ground.

DAAAGH!

HERGH!

DOOF! YRGH!

HAAGH!

*SLAM!*

YAH!

ACK!

HOIYAH!

UGH!

*When Munakata looks as if he’s about to jump on Kuripa, the animator kicks him in the knee and knocks him down to his level. Stuck in his position and afraid to move, Kuripa tries to attack Munakata with his leg. Munakata avoids Kuripa’s foot and Kuripa instead kicks the cabinet next to them. Munakata retaliates with a leg of his own, which Kuripa blocks, but then he turns over to get on all fours, and thrusts back his leg, which knocks Kuripa backwards. The two then both get to their feet and continue to lay waste to each other.

HUGH! YAGH!

YEEGH!

HRGH! HAAGH!

DAACK!

ACK!

YUARGH!

EEGH!

DAGH! YAAGH!

*BANG!*

AGH!

*Munakata once again lays two heavy fists into Kuripa, but once again he deflects both of them. To counterattack, Kuripa spins past Munakata and tries to elbow him, but Munakata ducks. When he turns around to strike Kuripa however, Kuripa counters and then smashes his elbow into Munakata’s shoulder, which he then instantly follows with a chop to Munakata’s neck. He then kicks Munakata in the ribs, smashes his face down into the table, and throws the one-eyed warrior behind him!

H-HUUGH!?

DRGH! DRGH! DRGH! DRGH! DRGGH!

*COUGH!* AAGHAH!

YAAGH!

GUUUUGH!

*CLATTER!*

*Kuripa barely even gives Munakata room to breath. No sooner does he throw Munakata behind him, but as Munakata stumbles back, he grabs him by his hair, pushes him backwards, and starts to lay punch, after punch, after punch straight into his face! Eventually, Kuripa lets go of Munkata’s hair, but punches him one last time and sends him stumbling back. Kuripa then reels back and lands a strong blow with his fist into Munakata’s ribs, which causes Munakata to fall back and crash land against some shelves of metal refrigerators!

MUNAKATAAAAAHHH!!

HEE!

*Now on the verge of terror of the monstrous boy that he faces, Munakata squeals as Kuripa rushes straight towards him and jumps in the air for a jump kick. Munakata avoids the kick and Kuripa’s foot goes straight through the metal plate on the fridge.

SHIT!

!!? HAAH!

YUP!

WHA-!?

DRGH!

UGH!

*Munakata sees Kuripa’s situation as an opportunity and tries to attack, but before he can sweep out Kuripa’s leg from under him and knock him to the floor, Kuripa actually uses his position to his advantage, hoists himself up, and kicks Munakata round the face with his free leg.

Agh!

*Munakata stumbles back, and lands against the alcoholic drinks container, which is a small room in the kitchen lined with alcohol bottles, and with walls made of glass.

DEGH!

*Kuripa finally pulls himself out of the hole, and as he pulls his foot out, he takes the metal plate off of the fridge entirely. However, from this he gets an idea, and pulls the sheet off of his foot, running back towards Munakata.

YAAGH!

TARAAH!

UGHUGH!

HEEP!

*CLANG!* *BASH!* *CRASH!*

AOOW! ACK!

*While Munakata is pressed up against the glass wall, and Kuripa runs towards him, Munakata takes both his fists and attempts to discombobulate Kuripa by slamming his head from both sides. Kuripa instead ducks under the attack, and starts laying an array of punches into Munakata’s stomach. He then takes the metal plate from the fridge, and starts to smash Munakata with it every which way you can think!

H-HUUAGH!

YRGH!

AAGHCK! N-NRRGH!

TCH!

WHA?!?

*Munakata, dazed and slowly losing his mind from the endless bashes from the metal plate, swings his fist desperately for a chance to counter. Kuripa instead drops the metal sheet and grabs Munakata’s arm. He holds it over his shoulder and pulls Munakata forwards, proceeding to elbow Munakata in the gut, then immediately grabbing his face and smashing it with his knee. Desperately, Munakata tries to charge headfirst into Kuripa, but Kuripa charges lower, grabs Munakata by his waist, and lifts him slightly off the ground.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING!? DON’T!

SORRY KOKICHI! I’LL PAY FOR ALL OF THIS!

RAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGH!!

GGAAGH!

*SMAAAAASSHH!!*

*Predicting what’s about to come, Kuripa shouts a final apology to his manager friend, pushes forward with all his might while still locking with Munakata, and sends them crashing through the glass wall into the alcohol cabinet! Munakata goes in first, so he takes most of the damage from the dive!

ACCK!

GUUGH

HRRRGH!

NO!

*CRAAAAAASSH!!!*

*Even though he doesn’t have a moment to catch his breath, Kuripa fights through his fatigue. Once they go smashing through the window, Kuripa lets go and Munakata crashes into one of the shelves of drinks. Kuripa instantly rolls to his feet, grabs the shelf, and pulls it, causing it to fall on top of Munakata and crushes him underneath it.

DAAAAAAAAAAAGGGH!!

*This fails to completely stop Munakata though, and he explodes from the pile of drinks, really, really angry…!

YRRGH!

GAAH!

*CATCH!*

NRRRRRRRGGGHHH!!!

GGGGRRRRRRGGGGH!!!

*From the cabinet nearby, one that isn’t destroyed, Munakata grabs a large bottle of alcohol, and smashes it against the shelf. He then raises it above his head, and tries to thrust the shattered edge into Kuripa’s eye! Kuripa catches his arm and holds it up. Munakata tries to punch Kuripa and kick him with his free arms and legs, but Kuripa refuses to waver.

DAAAGH! DIE ALREADY YOU FUCKING BRAT!

WHAT’S WRONG BUFFER!? PISSED OFF YET!?

*Screaming down each other’s throats, and continuing to struggle, Kuripa finally shoves Munakata’s hands down, knocking him off balance, jumps in the air, and roundhouses him straight in the face!

AAAGH!

*CRASH!*

*The force knocks Munakata back through the window on the other side, shattering the other glass wall. Munakata rolls on the ground over the glass shards, and Kuripa bounds through the window to chase him.

TAGH!

…

*Munakata, who’s hands are now bleeding from being cut by glass, gets up and backs away from Kuripa, as he menacingly approaches him.

…!

*Unfortunately, as he backs away, something catches Munakata’s eye.

YRRGH!

HAAH!

*SLASH!*

AAAGH!

*In quick succession as Kuripa runs in for a punch, Munakata pounds a nearby drawer to open it. It turns out to be the cutlery drawer, and quickly reaches inside and pulls out a serrated knife! When Kuripa throws a hit, Munakata grabs his arm and leaves a huge gash with the edged blade into him!

DRGH!

*Kuripa staggers back and examines his wound, glaring up at Munakata as he points the knife at Kuripa.

You got cocky, Kuripa Kurafto…You can throw all the old man insults at me as you like…

But I think it’s high time I teach you to respect your elders…!

[mizunetzu]

Would a fluffy Hawks x reader be okay? Like maybe the reader is just having a bad day or smthn? You don't have to do it, thank you!! 💕

aAh-ofcccc !!! Your my first request so ofc I’ll do it I wuv u 🥺🥺🥺

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Hawks x reader - Bad Mornings

⚠️ Warnings: none

Pronouns: genderneutral, they/them

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The moment (y/n) woke up, they knew it was gonna be a shitty day.

The alarm clock droned on louder than it usually was. (Y/n) grumbled and burrowed their head further into their pillow.

That, however, proved ineffective as the alarm clock only seemed to become louder and louder each minute.

“God-fuckin-“ (y/n) grumbled as they slammed their fist down onto their side table, slapping it aimlessly until their hand met with the stop button.

(Y/n) laid there, unmoving, for a few seconds before groggily sitting up and stretching. They put their head into their hands, and sat there for another few beats.

Hands dove tenderly under their pillow, fishing out their phone as they yawned. Once hands grasped around the cold piece of metal, (y/n) dug it out and squinted at the bright screen.

Besides the few texts from their boyfriend Keigo, or hawks as he’s commonly known as, (y/n) scrolled down and saw the reminder they set before the went to sleep that night.

‘Reminder-morning patrol today @ 8:30 !! Wake up !!’

(Y/n’s) eyes widened as they whipped their head towards the alarm clock they silenced.

8:23 am.

8:23 am.

(Y/n’s) blood ran cold as they practically flew out of their bed, stumbling into the closet with a few “oh fuck oh shits!” to get their hero gear on as fast as humanly possible.

(Y/n) was a newer hero, so patrols were especially important. Rent and food were hard, when you only get paid when you defeat a villain or catch a criminal.

Which is why (y/n) sprinted out of their small apartment, toast in mouth, as they tugged on their remaining shoe. “Shit shit shit” (y/n) grumbled through the toast occupying their mouth.

(Y/n) didn’t stop sprinting until they reached the street, where their patrol officially started. (Y/n) doubled over, hacking and wheezing. A few people stopped and stared. A few started whispering, while some approached the hero cautiously.

After a few “I’m fine, miss. Thank you’s” and “don’t worry, I’m not being chased by a villains” the adrenaline of waking up so suddenly, seemed to dissipate.

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(Y/n’s) patrol was practically almost done at this point.

After walking around aimlessly, (y/n) was just about to give in to exhaustion. They wanted nothing but to collapse into the comfort of their bed, maybe with Keigo right next to them if they were feeling genero-

A loud thud coursed through the air, breaking (y/n) out from their tired trance. Another thud was heard, followed by the sound of a bank alarm ringing and a few screams and shrieks.

(Y/n) ran towards the sound, telling everyone to run in the other direction as they made their way towards the deafening sound of the bank alarm.

“Everyone, please evacuate the premises immediately!” (Y/n) shouted out, dodging the people bustling past them.

There revealed the bank in its entirety, with one wall completely decimated, probably due to someone’s quirk. Loose dollar bills flew out, as four or five people ran out of the hole in the wall, snickering and holding bags of money.

“Stop! Thieves!” Someone, presumably a worker, yelled out from the inside of the bank. (Y/n) ran towards the criminals, who spotted them and ran like mad in the other direction.

Usually, there were always a few heroes on site of a situation, so (y/n) being alone was pretty unlucky of them. Especially because they specialized in rescue situations, so their attacks were pretty shrimpy compared to your usual hero.

(Y/n) chased the group of criminals, attacking them pathetically, through the street. Many people started staring, making it way more difficult than it should’ve been.

One old man even had the audacity to yell “What are you doing? Your a hero aren’t you? Do something kid!” While vigorously wagging his cane at the poor hero.

To be honest it took (y/n) everything they had in them to not bitch slap a senior right then and there.

(Y/n’s) lungs started to burn, as they desperately attacked the villains endlessly.

When will backup come? Why am I the only one here? Why hasn’t anyone even shown u-

Just then, numerous amounts of sharp, red feathers shot through the air, rendering all of them unconscious in a second. A heavy silence erupted into big cheers, while a certain winged hero flew in, greeting everyone and taking pictures.

Crowds of people ran past (y/n), as (y/n) just slowly sank to their knees, wiping away any excess sweat that had been forming on their forehead. ‘Are you serious?’

(Y/n) let out a long, girthy, breath. They weren’t even mad, even through they should’ve been. I mean, who wouldn’t be mad when your super exorbitant boyfriend steals your rent money and, unintentionally, takes all the credit?

(Y/n) stared at Hawks with a blank expression dancing on their face. The no. 2 hero still hadn’t noticed, and was still entertaining the crowd before him.

Hawks slowly drifted over to the hero’s, before smiling and pushing through the crowd of people. He made his way over to (y/n), looming over the smaller figure.

“Yahoo (y/n)~” Keigo said with a big smirk.

(Y/n) sat and continued to stare up at him with a neutral, somewhat tired glare.

“Now-why are you looking at me like that?”

“You stole my rent money.”

“Awww....is (y/n) maaad at meeee?”

(Y/n), again, did not respond, instead, slowly sinking towards the ground further, until they were fully laying down. Keigo chuckled, but held somewhat of a concerned look in his eyes. The male crouched down next to (y/n’s) head, while (y/n) stared into the sky with tiredness gracing their features.

“Agh-Cmon-you can’t possibly be mad at me-“

“I’m just-having a long day.”

They both sat in an heavy silence. (Y/n) brought up their hands to cover their face and close their eyes. The shit eating grin returned to Hawks face.

“You didn’t reply to my messages,”

“Just let me diiiiiiiiiiiiie”

“But (y/nnnnn),” The pro hero mused, twirling a strand of (y/n’s) hair between his fingers. “If you die, who’s gonna fund my yakitori addiction?”

People started to gather around the two heroes. Some started to talk amongst themselves, while others took photos.

“(Y/nnnn)....people are star-ing~” Keigo smirked. The rookie hero finally shifted from their comfy spot on the ground, taking that as his cue to get up.

“Cmon-get up lazy,“ Keigo murmured as he extended his hand over to the lesser known hero. They took it graciously, pulling themself up to their feet. (Y/n’s) head crashes onto Keigos shoulder, nuzzling the soft fabric of his jacket. They both stood in an awkward, tired silence.

“...(Y/n), People are whis-per-ing~” Keigo droned on, slurring out each syllable. (Y/n) hummed in response, burrowing their head into Keigos chest further and wrapping their arms around his waist. The Pro Hero just sighed and rubbed soothing circles onto (y/n’s) back.

“O-kayyyyy...do you...wanna talk about it?”

Keigo felt (y/n) shift from underneath him, shaking out a ‘no’. Keigo settled his hands around their waist, resting his head on top of their forehead.

“Do you wanna...buy takeout and cuddle?”

Many, many peoples ears perked up at the statement. (Y/n) shifted again, this time nodding out a ‘yes’. If you think that Hawks shit-eating grim couldn’t get any bigger, your wrong.

‘Is Hawks dating someone?’

‘Do you think that they’re lovers?’

‘Hey-they’re kinda cute....do you think they’re a newer hero?’

(Y/n) finally registered all the people surrounding them. “Okay-up you go. How does takoyaki sound?” Keigo hummed, swooping (y/n) up in one movement.

“Hawks! Hawks! Are you two dating?” A girl ran up. Keigo pecked (y/ns) cheek tentatively. “Hmmm...I don’t know. What do you think, (h/n)?”

(Y/n) just smiled and nodded silently.

Keigo waved goodbye to the remaining crowd and took off. He leaned his head onto (y/n’s), who in return just tucked their head into the crook of his neck.

“Hey-keigo?” He hummed in response.

“Thank you.”

Maybe today won’t as bad as they thought.

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[draco-kasai]

Hero Collaboration Program

Summery: High School Hero Collaboration Program! Helping Sophomore hero students connect with others around the world! Come join us for a two-week-long trip to one of our schools for an amazing once in a lifetime experience with students of Yuuei! Only a lucky 40 students will be selected for this program. They will be split into two groups of 20 and sent to different schools to have completely unique experiences!

A/N: AKA, A very ambitious fanfic I started because even though I have another fanfic in progress my brain decided to give me an idea and I just had to do it. These are all characters I adore and I even did lots of reasurch on them to hopefuly get them down right. I also too many backstories and threw them into a meat grinder to remold them in a way that would make them fit into this universe.

I love Class 1-A, but like they need to be taken down a peg or two, and I want to see them get their asses handed to them.  

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Chapter 1 Part 3

           Chapter 1 Part 1

The sound of wheels rolling against concrete and mild chatter flowed around the skate park. A small group of friends all joked about as they took turns going down the vert ramp. A tanned girl with dark brown hair, dark purple horns and pointed ears. Laughed as her brown haired friend almost slipped off his board when he landed beside them. His dark blue eyes glared back over at her, making her snort at his attempt to be intimidating. 

“Stop laughing, Paloma, it’s not funny.” The boy huffed, straightening out his T-shirt.  

With another giggle, she kicked off the top of the ramp with her scooter. Getting some air over at the other side, she gripped the handle bars once she landed and moved to the other side. Performing a tail grab, she smirked, “yes it was.” she spoke quickly, her own tail poking the boys' forehead, before landing back on the ramp and rolling to the other side. Noah blinked a few times in surprise before frowning. The sound of a giggle had him turning to a girl with long red hair that was tied up in a ponytail.

“Bettyyyy!” He whined, making her giggles turn into laughter.

“I - I’m sorry, Noah! It - it’s just… your face!” She covered her lips in an attempt to stifle her laughter. The boy besides her pouts. 

“Ouch, my own girlfriend.” Noah dramatically slapped a hand over his chest, “Well, it was a good two months while it lasted.” 

Betty snorts as she pokes his cheek, “Stop it, I’m just messing with you.” 

“I’m gone for three minutes!'' The two turn to see Paloma smirking at them. The couple glance over at one another before laughing. Rolling her brown eyes, Paloma gestured towards the ramp, “Your turn, Betty. We’ll meet you on the ground.”

With a smile, the girl tightened her ponytail, “Gotcha.” giving her boyfriend a quick peck on the cheek, she adjusted her board and rushed down the ramp. After performing a few tricks, she slowed her descent down and made her way off the ramp to her friends. “Hey Regeena, hey Chaz.” She greeted the other two that joined her group.

“Sup Betty.” they both responded in unison. Opting to get out of the way of the other skaters, the group of friends made their way to sit at a bench. 

“I still can’t believe she’s still in the hero course after that.” Regeena along with everyone else chuckled.

“I keep telling her she should just stick to photography, but she’s so obsessed with proving herself better than Betty.” Chaz sighs, “You’d think she’d stop doing that already.” 

“I mean, she’s gotten better.” Noah pats his friend's shoulder reassuringly, “at least she’s not flaunting her money and wealth around anymore.” 

“Or getting me into trouble.” Betty adds 

“True that.” Regeena nods, “You know, if she wasn’t so obsessed with being better than you, I think she’d make a great rescue hero.’

“Gasp, praise? For Penelope? Regeena I’m shocked.” Paloma jokes, making the girl slap her shoulder. 

“Yeah, oh, hey, Betty, are you signing up for the uh, hero thing program?” Chaz asked, “Penelope came home complaining about the program, I read through the packet though, it seems like fun.”

The redhead smirked, leaning back in her seat she crossed her arms over her chest, “Of course I am. I’d never miss an opportunity to better myself and meet new people.”

“Ahhh I’m going to miss you.” Noah pouts as he lays his head on her shoulder. Green eyes roll skyward as she gently pats her boyfriend's cheek.

“I haven't even gotten accepted yet, Noah. I still have to fill out the packet and get through the interviews.” 

“He’s not wrong, though,” Chaz pouts, “when you do get accepted, cause there’s no way you won’t be, you’ll be gone for two weeks.”

“Wha - two weeks!?” Paloma and Regeena gasped.

“Oooo girl, I’m already missing you so much!” Regeena rose to her feet to walk around the bench and hug her friend. 

“Make sure to text us if you can!” Paloma knocks Betty back into Noah’s chest with a hug. 

“Agh guys! You’re suffocating meeee!” Betty laughs. Noah and Chaz exchange a look before developing them all in a hug, making the girls squeal. “You guuuuys~! Common! Let go! Let’s go skate already!”

“No way! Let me carve this moment into my memory where I will forever look back on it fondly!” Paloma laughed 

“Awe, guuyys” Betty giggles as she does her best to hug who she can.

Betty Barrett. Age 16. Seat 7. Student Rank 6. Hero Name: Atomic Betty. Quirk: Self Gravity 

Can control the gravity of her own body, making it lighter or heavier. She is able to single out any part of her body with her quirk for a stronger attack. With enough concentration, she could manipulate her body’s center of gravity, allowing her to walk on walls.

Hand to hand, Karate, Jujitsu

____

A tall boy walked into the large house in silence. Setting down his backpack on the counter, he began taking out any homework he had been assigned. He paused when his eyes landed on the packet his school had handed out to anyone in the hero courses. If he remembers correctly, his older cousin had taken part in the program years ago, too.

Setting the packet down, he let out a heavy sigh. Walking into the kitchen, he prepared himself something he could snack on while he worked on homework. Wondering back over to the table, he set down the plate and began homework. Once he was finished, he eyed the packet once again. 

Maybe if he got in, his parents would come home and congratulate him. 

He shook the thought off immediately. His parents want him to be a performer, not a hero like he wants to be. They never supported his dream, and yet they're proud of his cousin Zatana. Maybe it’s because she’s a daylight hero, and not an underground hero like he wants to be.

Would Zatana be happy for him if she knew he had applied?

Silently, he wondered if she’d tell her old mentor, his hero; Constantine, and what he would think. 

He bit his lower lip at the thought. His family is never home, they're always busy with putting on shows. Would they even notice him gone for two weeks? No... Probably not. With a heavy sigh, he turned the packet to the page that had to be filled in. Even if nobody is proud of him or supports his dreams, he will be a hero and this program sounds like it would be beneficial for him.

Zachary Zatara. Age 16. Seat 1. Student Rank 7. Hero Name: Mage. Quirk: Magic.

With magic, he can do various unexplainable things. 

Staff fighting, hand to hand, martial arts.

____

A tanned girl with glasses hummed as she took a sip of her drink, “So, what do you guys think of that program, Mlle. Bustier told us about?” She asked as she brought a hand up to play with the bright strands of her hair.

“Oh, the exchange program, right?” the boy next to her wearing a hat and glasses smiled, “I heard Kim and Alix might sign up.”

“Of course they would. But knowing them, they're going to struggle with those essays.” A blond with cat ears, that turned black at the tips, chuckled softly.

“What about you two? You and Marinette are in the hero courses, right?” The ombre haired girl asked as she leaned forward in curiosity.

The blond smiled sheepishly, “Yeah, I’m applying. It sounds like fun and all, but I, um, I was hoping to get in just to get away for a while.” Everyone at the table exchanged looks before turning to the blond with a reassuring smile.

“That’s fine, Adrien, you definitely deserve some time away from Paris.”

“Yeah, you can’t keep blaming yourself for that, Adrien. You didn’t know, he kept pushing you away and making you work. You couldn’t have known.”

“Yeah dude, after everything that happened this semester, with your dad being arrested as a super villain and all- ow!” He turned to the girl next to him, who was shooting him a glare. Realizing what he said, he was quick to correct himself, “N- not that any of us blame you! I mean, like, how were you supposed to know!? He kept you locked up and- I mean, You deserve a vacation from Paris! Yeah! That! You deserve to have fun and do things you were never allowed to do!” He smiled sheepishly.

Adrien’s smile widened at his best friend’s antics, “Thanks Alya, Nino, Mari. That means a lot. What are you planning on doing, Mari?” He turned to face the blue haired girl that sat next to him.

“Oh, I’ve been planning on applying ever since Luka told me about it.” Marinette smiled as she played with the straw of her drink.

“Luka told you about it?” Nino asked.

“Mhm, He took part in it last year. We would video chat and he’d send pictures. It looks like a perfect opportunity to make connections with possible partners. Maybe It’ll give me new ideas for designs, too.”

“Wha~ I’d definitely apply if I were in the hero course, that’s for sure!” Alya smiled brightly.

“It's never too late, Als.” Marinette rose a brow. “You’re already taking some hero course classes. You could always just…”

Her friend waved her hand about as if to dispel the thought, “No way, I’d rather get footage and interviews of hero fights than be a part of it! You know I’m taking those classes in case I need to protect myself.” She smirked, “Besides, I could say the same for you. An aspiring fashion designer and hero, yet you refuse to make hero costumes.”

“I’d rather make clothes for fashion and not something that would probably need repairs a few days later.” Alya and Marinette giggled.

“Wha- don’t look at me like that, Adrien. I’m in the same boat as Alya, just because I want to be a DJ doesn’t mean I shouldn’t be able to jump in to protect people. Gotta make use of Shelter after all”

Adrien sighs, “Carapace and Rena Rouge will never happen now.”

Alya snickers as Nino gives his friend an amused smile, “Carapace and Rena Rouge?” Marinette giggles

“Yeah! It came to me in a dream where we battled magic evil butterflies and used magic jewelry to fight crime! I even had their hero costumes all drawn out and everything! We could have been a quartet!”

Alya covers her lips as she laughs, “That's one heck of a dream. I appreciate it, Adrien, but we’re fine. Besides, Ladybug and Chat Noir are going to be the best duo when they debut!” The two friends looked at one another and smiled.

“Oh, You two are signing up as a duo, right?” Nino asks in curiosity, raising an eyebrow. Marinette and Adrien give one another a knowing look.

“No, actually, we’re not.” Adrien smiles

“W - what?! Why?! I thought you two were planning to debut as a duo!” Alya asked, sitting up, she looked between her two friends in confusion.

“We are, but we agreed that we can’t always rely on each other, so we’re going to sign up and, hopefully if we get in, end up in different groups.

Adrien grins, showing off his fangs, as he gives his best friend a half hug, “Being apart for a while is going to be great for us. Divide and conquer! When we meet up again, we’re going to compare notes and talk about our experiences!” 

“Oh… I… I guess that’s not too bad of an Idea.” Alya thought out loud. 

“If you learn any new fighting moves, you can just show each other too, pretty smart.” Nino nods.

“Of course it’s Pur-fect! Our ladybug came up with it!” Adrien laughs at the groans he received. 

Marinette Dupain-Cheng. Age 15. Seat 12. Student Rank 8. Hero Name: Ladybug. Quirk: Lucky Charm.

Can create items to help her with any situation. The items that are created are random, leading to weird and elaborate plans that somehow always work. When she has finished making use of the item, it disappears in a swarm of ladybugs that fix any damage made after she has summoned the item.

Acrobatics, Hand to Hand, Made up fighting style with Yo-yo

____

“But Ah-Mah pleeeease~!” a girl with long black hair and a pink streak whined

“Juniper, I said no.” an older woman shook her head as she worked her way around her office. 

“But why? Dennis got to apply in his sophomore year!” The young teenager pouted.

“Juniper, you know I need you here to help take care of everything around the house. Dennis has just graduated from the academy and has been busy making a name for himself as a hero, and Ray Ray is still too young to be left alone.”

“But Ray Ray is 12 -” 

“Juniper.” The young teenager fell silent at her grandmother's tone. The older woman let out a soft sigh, “I know it’s not fair.” She walked over to her granddaughter and gently cupped her cheeks, “but it’s always been just us four, ever since you were 8. I’ve worked harder than before to not lose you kids. I can’t retire until Dennis’s work is more secure, and he’s able to help support us better... I need you here, baobei. I’m sorry. Maybe next time…?” 

It’s a once a year thing only for sophomores…” Juniper let out a soft defeated sigh, placing her hands over her grandmothers she gently pried them away, “It’s okay Ah-Mah…” The young teenager walked out of the office, her head hung low. The older woman watched her go with sadness in her eyes. 

“You should let her at least apply…” Her eyes flickered to the open balcony, where a young man with spiked up black hair stood leaning against the door. 

“Dennis!” The older woman smiled tiredly as walked over to the young adult, “Hello, my little bèndàn.” She greeted warmly as they hugged. 

“Ah-Mah you really need to stop calling me that…” Dennis spoke in an annoyed tone, the smile on his lips betraying his true feelings. 

“I thought you wouldn’t be home until tomorrow.” The older woman chuckles softly as she goes back to her desk.

“The mission ended early.” The older boy shrugged, “So, about June -”

“Hey, Ah-Mah, why does June look so sad?” A younger boy asked as he poked his head into the office. He paused upon seeing his older brother. “Dennis!” He cheered, running over to his brother, “You’re back early!”

The young adult lets out a hearty laugh as he picks up his brother in a hug, spinning them about. Delighted giggles escaped his younger sibling's lips. “Hey there kiddo. Yeah, our mission ended early.” He sets the younger boy down and ruffles his hair, “Everything went smoothly.”

“So cool!” Their grandmother smiled fondly as she watched her two grandchildren interact. Her smile soon fell upon remembering the middle child and what had upset her. 

As the young boy spoke with his brother, he was suddenly reminded about his sister. She looked upset as she walked back to her room. “Ah-Mah, do you know why June is so upset?”

“Hm? Oh…” The older woman snapped out of her thoughts, “She wants to attend a sort of exchange student program for hero students. I want to let her apply, I really do, but if she gets in, Dennis and I work and we can’t leave you home alone.” The younger boy's face fell. It sounds like he’s unintentionally holding his sister back.

“I’m a big boy! I can be left home alone for a few hours!” Ray Ray puffed up his chest.

“I know baobei, but grandma has had this business trip scheduled for a while now. It took us months to get this meeting scheduled… I looked over the packet… My trip lines up with the first week that the program starts.” 

“I can always stay home that week till you get back.” Dennis offered.

“Would your work allow that? You had just recently started, I don’t want to place you in such a spot-”

“Ah-Mah, it’s fine. I’m sure my boss would be fine with it if I explain the situation. Not to mention, I’ve saved up my vacation days.” the boy gives a cocky smirk. 

The older woman's lips grew into a large grin, "Juniper will be very happy to hear this, and to see you back home. Come, let us break the good news to her." 

Juniper Lee. Age 16. Seat 3. Student Rank 9. Hero Name: Fāxiàn. Quirk: Detect.

She receives coordinates to a location to find anyone she needs to find. To do so, she must have made eye contact with the person she plans to keep track of at least once. She can keep track a single individual for three hours, has a limit of 5 people at a time for an hour. Her eyes turn purple as she focuses on tracking anyone. 

Parkour, hand to hand, karate. 

_____

“What do you think, sis?”

“I think it’s a really good opportunity. It sounds like it’s a fun little vacation too. You should definitely take advantage of it, Virgil.” An older woman with her dark hair in pigtails nods as she hands her younger brother the packet back.

“Yeah? You think dad would be cool with it?” Virgil asked, black eyes roaming over the packet once again, flipping to the other pages. 

“I know dad can be… strict, but I’m sure he’d understand. You just gotta ask.” His sister placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder before flicking his ear, “Now go get the table set up. Dinner's almost ready.” She grinned, walking back for the kitchen

“Ow, okay, jeez.” He lifted his hand.

“And NO using your QUIRK.” Virgil dropped his hand with a frown. By the time dinner was ready, the sibling's father arrived home. 

“So, Virgil, Sharon, how was school?” the older man asked as he served himself more of his drink.

“College is college, dad. Nothin’ special really happened.” Sharon responded

“Oh? And how are things with Adam going? Well I hope.” 

Sharon blushed slightly at this, a soft smile gracing her lips, “Yeah, things are going really well, actually.” 

Her father smiled fondly at his daughter, “That’s good to hear. Invite him over for dinner soon, it’s been a while since he’s been over.” His daughter’s smile widened as she nodded. Turning to his son, he raised a brow in silent question.

“Oh, uh, heh, school was pretty alright, I doubt the school system has really changed.” Virgil smiled sheepishly, avoiding eye contact. Glancing at his sister, he spotted her pointed look. Clearing his throat, he turned to his father, “Uh hey dad, I have a question…” 

“Oh?”

“Um, well… There's this program, erm, the High School Hero Collaboration Program to be exact, and basically it's a two-week-long exchange program for hero students. I, uh, I want to know if it’s cool with you if I apply.”

The older man let out a soft sigh, lowering his fork. The young teen felt his shoulders tense at the sound. "You really are dead set on becoming a hero, aren't you?" 

Virgil blinked at the sudden question, "Uh, um, yes. Yes I am." 

"I really wish you would just do something safer like your sister…"

"Dad, the reason I want to be a hero is to protect you guys. I want to protect people who are struggling and need help."

"Then become a police officer or a firefighter."

"... Dad…" Virgil slumps back in his seat, "we always have this same argument…"

The older man gave out a tired sigh as he lifted his glasses to pinch the bridge of his nose. "I know son, I'm sorry… It's just… it's hard to support such a dangerous profession. Hero's around here… things are just…"

"I know dad… but I honestly thought I had proven myself enough during the field studies.” Virgil spoke up softly. Looking over to his sister, she nods and gives him a reassuring smile, “I want to make the city a safer place. Hero’s around here are already small in numbers and if I can help, even if just a little, I want to do that. Maybe even try to inspire more kids to take the hero course electives.” 

Robert was silent for a moment. Looking at his son, he could see the determination and resolve in his eyes. Letting his posture slacken a bit, his eyes softened, a soft smile on his lips, “You’re just like your mother with that passion to help others.” Virgil blinked in surprise, “Very well. You can sign up for the program.” 

“Yes!!” Virgil jumped up as he threw his fist in the air, “Oh man, Richie is going to be so excited! He’s been coming up with support gear and a new costume design and wouldn't leave me alone about it all day!” 

Robert let out a full belly laugh, “Alright, alright, sit down, son. Let’s enjoy the rest of your sister's delicious cooking first.”

“Yeah, you can call Richie later.” His sister smiled.

“Right, sorry.” Virgil gave a sheepish grin as he sat back down. 

Virgil Ovid Hawkins. Age 17. Seat 20. Student Rank 10. Hero Name: Static. Quirk: Electromagnetism.

Can generate, manipulate and absorb electrokinetic energy.

Hand to hand. 

____

"So, how was school, everyone?" An older woman asked as she and her large family all started eating dinner. All the kids at the table softly answered in unison, making the two adults chuckle in amusement.

"Come on guys, one by one." The older man said firmly. 

A boy with his dark brown hair waving in soft curls spoke up first, "Everyone in the hero course got a packet for an exchange program!" The boy next to him with black hair groaned softly. 

"Really? What's it about?" An older girl asked in curiosity. 

"Dude, that's awesome!" A younger girl bounced in her seat excitedly

"When is it?" One of the boys asked in a soft tone. 

"Will you be working with pro hero's?" A younger boy asked, tilting his head in curiosity. 

"Tell us Billy! Tell us!" The younger girl chirped happily. 

"Dude, Freddy, it was supposed to be a secret." Billy glared at the glasses wearing boy next to him. 

"A secret? Why?" The older man asked curiously. 

Letting out a sigh, Billy explained the program, "- it was supposed to be a secret because I wanted to tell you guys after I got accepted." He glares at a sheepish Freddy, "but I guess it's not anymore." 

"Don't worry! We're still surprised!" Darla says with a nod. Placing her palms on her cheeks, she makes a surprised face. Eugene nods in agreement and drops his jaw, eyebrows shooting up as he also made a surprised face. Everyone at the table laughed at the youngest's antics.

"She's not wrong. We are pleasantly surprised. I'm sure you'll get accepted." The older woman smiled 

"I hope so. It's basically a worldwide thing. From what the teachers said, it's really competitive. Only 40 students get accepted. That's why they have such an extensive application process." he smiled sheepishly, a hand rubbing the nape of his neck. His cheeks flushed red as everyone in his mismatched family shot him words of encouragement. It's been a whole year since he’s landed himself with his family, they’ve already been through so much together. He wouldn’t want to be anywhere else. 

Billy Batson. Age 16. Seat 15, Class Rank 11. Hero Name: Captain Marvel. Quirk: Shazam

When saying the word ‘Shazam’ he is transformed into a version of himself that is at their prime. 

Hand to hand, Stealth, street fighting. 

____

“What is this?” A pale hand grabbed the packet that was handed to her. Black eyes quickly scanned through the front page, an older woman with white hair sat across from her on the table. 

“It’s a program I think you’d enjoy, Jenny.” the older woman smiled softly, “I know that you feel trapped here, being homeschooled and all, so I thought you might want to join the program.” 

Jenny looked up at her mother in surprise, “Y - you mean it? You'll let me apply for this? If I get accepted, you’ll allow me to go!?”

Nora let out a soft chuckle, “Yes, I'm allowing you to go. Actually, I’ve been planning on enrolling you into school next Semester.”

“Really!?”

“That’s right. Once the paperwork is complete you’ll be in school starting January and if you do get into this program, you can think of it as a small break from school, to give yourself a breather, I think it would help you adjust to school better.”

“Oh my gosh, mom! You’re the best!” Jenny grinned widely, her eyes sparkling in excitement as she stood to her feet. 

“Yes, yes, this will be a wonderful opportunity for you to make friends too.”

“Mom, I have friends -”

“Online friends don’t count.” 

“... Social anxiety is hard to deal with.”

“Jenny, you came home late yesterday because you stopped by Miranda’s place and spoke with her for three hours.”

“She’s a sweet old lady. She just needs some company sometimes~” 

“And yet when the neighbor boy said hello to you this morning, you activated your skates and rushed inside.”

“... So it may be a selective type of anxiety…” 

“Jenny.”

The blue haired girl let out a sigh, crossing her arms, “Yeah, okay, fair.” She paused before speaking again, “Are you positive online friends don’t count?” Nora sent her daughter a raised eyebrow, amusement radiating off her in waves.

Jenny sagged her shoulders, “Right. I’ll get started on this now.” 

“Good. Make sure to email any of your teachers for those recommendation letters.” Nora rose out of her chair, “I’ll get started on dinner for us.

“Yes, ma’am.”

Jenny Walkman. Age 17. Seat 6. Class Rank 12. Hero Name: XJ9. Quirk: Cyborg 

Although born like any other, her body is very obviously modified. 50% of her body is organic, containing the most important organs for essential survival. Her skin is smooth to the touch, has the ability to remove appendages to modify or replace. Has the ability to connect herself to electronics and is able to download information directly to her brain. 

Extensive knowledge in mechanics, Hand to hand, martial arts

Chapter 1 Part 3

[ask-nightmare-ler]

Secret Books

Warning:

NSFW

Oncest

Nightmare Ler x Oncie

Hey @ask-oncie I made something.

Night was in his room reading some porn. Yes. He reads books for adults. He actually has got different genres of adult's books. From romances to mangas, from magazines to fanfictions. Of course, he's got a preference for the gay category.

He was enjoying his lecture, in fact he was also thinking about starting to have some fun with his hand. That was until he heard knocking on his door.

"Ugh! Fuck." Night said to himself.

"Maybe I could check who is it looking trough my window and then decide to open the door or not." So he did. In his 'not so surprise anymore' it was Oncie.

"Oh shit i have to hide the books." Night immediately said. His bedroom was a mess. So he tidied a little before opening the door for his lover.

Oncie:"Good morning Puppy!"

Night:"Well hello there~ What brings you here today?"

Oncie:"Just wanted to spend some time with you. Can I come in?"

Night:"Of course! Mi casa es tu casa."

Oncie giggled and entered into the house. The two boys started to talk about random things, just enjoying the time with each other.

Oncie:"So... What were you doing before I came to visit? You weren't sleeping right? If so I didn't want to wake you up."

Night:"Don't worry I was just-" The werewolf realised he was about to say too much.

Oncie:"You were just... What?"

Night:"Um. R-Reading" the beast said trying to make a wide smile that could convince the sweet boy near to him.

Oncie:"Oh. What was the book about?"

'Fuck. I'm fucked. Good job Night.' The man thought for himself.

Night:"Um... Nothing."

Oncie:"We both know it's impossible."

Night:"Well. You wouldn't like the subject."

Oncie:"Oh come on! Please tell meeee! I'm too curious now."

Night:"Sorry babe. I can't."

Oncie:"Ugh. Fine."

Night give his boyfriend a kiss in the forehead before saying he needed the bathroom. Oncie, of course, decided it was the best moment to sneak into the wolf's bedroom and see where he was hiding the misterios book. He found a box under the bed, there was something written on it: 'Night's property. Don't touch.'

Oncie:"Well. Maybe a little peek~ I'm sure there's nothing wrong in seeing what he likes to read."

And boy was he wrong...

Oncie tried to read something of every script he found, blushing like a crazy for. every. single. word.

Oncie:"Oh... My God"

Night:"You know you weren't supposed to see them, right?"

Oncie:"AGH! N-NIGHT! I... I can explain!"

Night:"Isn't me the one that has to explain why I'm hiding porn under my bed?"

Oncie:"Well... Yes. But I am the one who sneaked in. Anyway... Mind to explain these?!"

Night:"Mating season and lonely time."

Oncie:"Oh... I can forgive the first one."

Night:"You're jealous~"

Oncie:"What?! Of course not! I'm not jealous of some paper!"

Night:"Right~"

The werewolf got near the young boy to tidy the books again.

"Some of them are good ideas..." Oncie admited mumbling a little.

"I'm sorry, what did you say?" Asked Night in total surprise.

Oncie:"I mean... I kinda liked some things that were written... Maybe sometimes we can try them. If you want of course." Oncie explained blushing.

Night:"We can try them now if you want~"

Oncie:"Oh really~ That's good to hear~"

"Oh~ You like to copy your master?" The werewolf asked blocking Oncie against the wall.

"You know you like it~" Oncie teased.

Night:"Mm~ Such a dirty boy we have here~"

Oncie:"You taught me that, Master~"

Night:"Touché~"

Oncie:"Are you going to fuck me or we'll just stay like this forever?"

Night:"Mm~ I fucking love you~"

Said that, Night picked Oncie up. Kissing him in every spot he could.

"Mmm~ Please undress me!" Oncie half moaned and half spoke.

Night accontented his boyfriend’s request and started to undress the both of them.

Oncie:"Mm~ N-Night~"

Night:"What is it my angel? You can't wait to feel your Puppy inside you?"

Oncie didn't answer, but they both knew what was the answer anyway.

They both let their clothes fall on the ground, observing each other bodies with desire and passion.

"I'm not going to use my dick now. I want to give you new emotions." Night said before entering Oncie with one finger.

"Aah~Mm..." Oncie let out a moan. He perfectly knew that was just the start of a long morning full of lust.

Night then added another finger and started to do a scrissoring moving.

Oncie:"Oh~ Oh God. Aah~"

Night took outside the fingers. Then he teased his boyfriend:"Ready to scream, babe?"

Oncie:"Just penetrate me already! I can't wait any longer!"

Night:"So impatient~ I should teach you how to not lose patience, but I'm hard myself so we can have that lesson another time~"

Said that, Night entered Oncie, making him let out a moan. He let him get more comfortable and then started to trhust.

Oncie:"Aaah~ Y-Yes!"

Night:"What- umpf- What are you?"

Oncie:"Yours~"

Night:"Good boy~ And what am I?"

Oncie:"M-Mine~ AAH~"

Night:"F-Fuck. You're so hot."

Oncie:"I- I love it~"

Night:"Mpf- You're so tight babe~ I like it~"

They went on for an hour and half until the both climaxed and went to lay down the bed for a few minutes.

Night:"Next time I'll read something I can call you~"

Oncie:"It was just for today. Don't think about strange things now."

Night:"Eheh. Love you~"

[strayneoculturekids]

Mindless Cuddling - Jisung x Reader

A/N: This was requested by an anon but I write for both NCT and Stray Kids and they didn’t specify which Jisung to do it with so I panicked and have decided to do it for both of them

Request: “Could you do like super fluffy fluff where you and jisung are cuddling and he gives u little kisses all over your face please??”

Genre: Fluff without a Plot

Park Jisung:

You were lying in bed late at night scrolling through your phone when the screen went dark and up popped Jisung’s contact. You smiled happily and quickly answered the call, grateful to have your boyfriend to talk to.

“Y/NNNNNNN” Jisung whined loudly through the phone

“Woah, what is it?” you asked, blinking at his sudden outburst

“Renjun, Jeno, and Jaemin left me to go do ‘adult stuff’ just to make fun of me and Haechan is out with 127, I’m lonelyyy”

“What about Chenle?”

“He doesn’t live at the dorm, remember?”

“Agh, Jisung-ah it’s so late, what do you want me to do about it?”

“Please come overrr, I’m bored,” he said, using the cuteness in his voice that he knew he had against you

You rolled your eyes jokingly, telling him you’d be there soon and then hanging up. You sat in bed for a few seconds before actually getting up and throwing on a pair of sweatpants and a shirt, not bothering to get a jumper despite the freezing weather outside, knowing full well that you’d end up stealing one of Jisung’s hoodies anyways.

You finally made it to the Dreamies dorm and found Jisung sitting cross-legged on the couch, a pout adorning his cute face. His face instantly lit up when he saw you and you couldn’t help but crack a big smile back at just how adorable your boyfriend was.

You went to go sit on the couch next to him and immediately you got enveloped in Jisung’s long arms, being pulled back into his body.

“Agh, why are you so big?” You asked, squirming around, trying to get comfortable

“Why are you so small?” He asked back, smiling

“Please, you’re the one that’s the youngest member of your group but almost the tallest, if anyone here is the wrong size, it’s you”

“Pfft, whatever, just come here, I’m cold,” He said, latching onto you tighter

“Nooooo not yet, I need to get one of your hoodies first”

“You can have mine,” he said, voice muffled by his hoodie that he was already taking off

“But then you’ll get even colder.”

“You’ll just have to keep me warm then” He mumbled cutely, his face becoming a bit red

You blushed but put on Jisung’s hoodie anyways and leaned back into him, enjoying his presence and the warmth his large body gave off. Jisung looked down at you and smiled warmly, thinking about how lucky he was to have you.

“Can you face me?” he asked

“Hm? Why?” You asked back, turning around to face him anyway.

Without saying anything else, Jisung leaned forward and kissed you on the forehead, earning a rather deep red blush from you. He leaned back and smiled at you, going in and kissing you on the cheek right after, then on the other cheek. Soon Jisung was peppering little kisses all over your face.

“Jisung!” You said, startled

“Mhmm?” He hummed, still delivering small kisses to your entire face

“You’re too much...” You said, trying not to blush anymore then you already were

“I know,” He said mischievously, a cheeky smile on his face

“Really, I love you” you smiled, moving you face so his lips met yours in a little peck

Jisung’s eyes widened and he stared at you in shock with his mouth agape. Now it was his turn to blush uncontrollably.

“Oh-...uh...I...I love you...too. Iloveyoutoo” he said, starting out slowly and then going extremely fast

You laughed at Jisung’s antics and buried your face into his chest once you had both quietened down, falling asleep to the sound of his heartbeat soon after, Jisung following you and dozing off.

You were both so rudely awoken the next morning by Haechan ‘ooo’-ing at both of you.

“Yah! Hyung, leave us alone” Jisung said, scrunching his nose at the teasing older boy

Han Jisung:

You lay alone on the couch, eyes struggling to stay open. Groggily, you checked the time, seeing that it was almost 4 in the morning. You knew that you needed to go to sleep now but you and your boyfriend hadn’t seen each other since two days ago. Jisung has had to help Bang Chan and Changbin write music and practice choreography with the rest of his group so you had promised him that you’d stay awake until he got back home today.

You were seconds away from falling asleep when you heard the door handle jiggle and the door open to reveal your boyfriend. Your eyes suddenly opened wide again and you ran up to him, enveloping him in a big hug. He smiled widely and wrapped his arms around you too, burying his face into your shoulder.

“I missed you,” He said, voice muffled

“I missed you too Jisung”

He started making his way to the couch in more of a waddle than a walk due to the both of you refusing to let go of each other. He crashed on the soft pillows and held you tightly, smiling warmly.

“How did everything go?” You asked

“Pretty good. I managed to finish a few songs Chan and Changbin hyung had already started and we finished making the choreography for one of them” He said, yawning

“You seem tired” you mumbled, only now just realizing the enormous bags under his eyes.

“Speak for yourself,” He said, pointing at your bags

“But I haven’t been the one constantly working, you deserve more rest”

“Nah, I’d rather spend time with you”

You frown once again and open your mouth to say something before you can though, Jisung pulls you forward and places a little kiss on the tip of your nose, pulling back and smiling cheekily once he sees the obvious blush adorning your cheeks. He immediately goes back in and places one on your forehead, your eyelids and then every single place he can reach on your face, even some on your jawline.

“Jisung...” you say, trying not to sound as flustered as you are

“Yeah?” he asks, still peppering your face with small kisses

You squirm in his arms, fighting back a smile. He finally stops and looks you in the eyes.

“I love you. I love you so much” He says, looking at you sweetly

“I love you too” You blush

He pulls your head into his shoulder, telling you to go to sleep right after. Not having to be told twice you fall asleep, but not before telling him he needs to sleep too. Jisung smiles and once your breathing steadies, he kisses the top of your head, mumbles a little ‘I really do love you’ into your hair and falls asleep.

You’re both so rudely awoken the next morning by your phone ringing, displaying Changbin’s contact name.

“YAH! Y/N! Where’s Jisung? He was supposed to buy us sushi last night because he messed up the choreography!”

You look at Jisung who’s smiling mischievously, placing one finger over his lips, trying to tell you to not tell them that he was at your place.

“He’s over at my place. I’ll keep him hostage. Come collect him quickly” You say, hanging up

“Y/N! That was supposed to be a secret!”

“That’s what you get for sneaking over to my place just so you could avoid buying sushi”

“What?! No, I really came over because I knew you were waiting for me!”

You chuckled at Jisung, knowing that he was telling the truth. Shortly after, you heard a knock at your door and opened it to find Bang Chan. You pulled Jisung towards the door and pushed him out.

“The prisoner’s all yours”

“Thanks, Y/N, We couldn’t have caught him without you,” Chan said, doing a little salute towards you jokingly while he dragged Jisung away

“I though you loved meeee!!!” Jisung yelled back to you to which you laughed at

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hey uhhh YKNO WHATS GOOD brainstorming potential headcanons for a character you know NOTHING ABOUT

i guess its less headcanons and more like.. wishes? hopes? what i think would be cool to do with this dude and like ALL I KNOW is that he is a cool dude and apparantly he doesnt have a backstory or sympatheticness SO consider what if he did and maybe thatd be cooler. like dude he owns THE SINGLE BEST BOSS BATTLE THEME IN ALL VIDEOGAMES EVER and that is ALL I KNOW ABOUT HIM and i just want him to deserve it, yo. also if he turned good i could be his friend and some of the badassness would rub off on me

ANYWAY

COOL SQUID PRESIDENT

i would vote for this man as squesident

seriously the design is SO GOOD!!! how did they manage to get such a cool colourscheme out of his entire Thing being that he has no colours?? like damn i like white being used as an evil colour for once, thanks. it symbolizing emptyness and emotionlessness is like BIG YES and i really hope thats what they were going for cos apparantly the wiki says that all the yokai who join his “we should never be friends with humans” gang turn colourless to match? but like the dude himself is less plain white and more very light shades of blue, grey and gold. MAYBE REFLECTS THAT HE IS A MANIPULATIVE DOUCHE WHO MAYBE DOESNT REALLY CARE ABOUT YOKAI AND JUST WANTS TO RULE THE WORLD PERHAPS dammit why does everything about him scream “great 100% evil guy who is very scary” when man I WANT TO LIKE HIM, DAMMIT!!

ALSO SERIOUSLY the visual effect of the wild spirally red yellow eyes against an otherwise “peaceful” colour whose entire point as an evil is “peaceful” taken to a bad extreme. it REALLY immediately sells that “tries to pretend to be calm, collected and fancy but is actually an angry mofo at heart” vibe i got from his theme song??? I REALLY HOPE THATS ACTUALLY HOW THIS COOL BOSS BATTLE GOES DOWN cos man the best villains are smug asshles who Always Win and then when you FINALLY win you get that much of a better ending!!! but AGH another part of me is like “i hope im wrong because he looks like a Cool Dad and i want him to be good”. Maybe his true design concept was to betray me personality with using all his cool dad power for evil...?

ALSO im not gonna spoil you guys on it cos it is JUST AS AMAZING AS HIS SONG but i was toooootally right that he has some sort of super intimidating second form and its got THE COOLEST DESIGN EVER HOLY SHIT! and also apprantly there’s a recoloured bonus boss called Minister Squisker who’s like a colour swap in a really creative way?? it swaps him being all “blank” themed with scary bright eyes and instead his entire body is a wild ye olde mythological illustration style paint job in every colour ever. okay COOL HEADCANON NUMBER ONE thats actually the regular colour of the species and mckraken is the white sheep of the family lol

also UHHH i dunno it seems kinda weird to me that theyd have this dude running a goddamn political party about humans being bad yet he doesnt seem to have any motivation whatsoever for it? unless it really is just supposed to be ‘he only pretends he wants to protect yokai from humans so he can manipulate and rule the yokai’. but like HYPOTHETICALLY in some universe where he actually lives up to his Grumpy Dad Who Has A Hidden Soft Spot potential, maybe he has an understandable backstory that raises legitimate concerns about how humans are destroying the natural and mythological and forgetting their roots, or other reasonable reasons why yokai could think humans are dangerous and all. i mean we ARE dangerous, we’re just a wide group of people that contain evil bastards and also good people, yknow. And thatd resonate well as a plot probably, cos well the whole point of the series is “in real life ur scared of yokai but theyre actually all goofy pranksters who will be your best friend forever”. Both sides being afraid of each other could lead to some good plotness! and it could be really effective and sad if after hours of joyous childhood wonder the protagonist bumps into the first yokai they couldnt befriend. the first one thats scared of them. the first member of this weird colourless political party who accuses them of committing crimes against yokaikind, of obviously only enslaving these yokai friends cos you have an ulterior motive, just like all humans! it could be effective if its something that shakes up the whole way you saw the world and establishes that hey its not all fun and happiness, and there’s some people you are powerless to convince. maybe even some people you are powerless to save...?

ANYWAY possible idea for ‘what if the dude originally had a sympathetic motive but it got twisted over time and now he’s just a fuck BUT maybe he could still be redeeminated someday ok thanks” What if he’s the spirit of.. like.. ocean pollution? Like there’s some yokai who are ghosts of a mortal person but theres some that are just nature spirits or personifications of concepts. What if he’s the personification of the dying screams of all the wildlife killed in a particular tragic oil spill? hence squid = thematic, and blank white colourscheme = even more thematic reflecting the stain the oil would leave on a pristine ocean and also the blank emotionlessness he was left as after witnessing that tragedy. Cos like his entire Purpose would have been born out of avenging anger but i mean he was just a kid, the only one left alive on a ruined beach and seeing just how powerful humans were and how pointless it would be to try and fight them with his weak power. like he was born to avenge all these souls and he just keeps failing!! his entire reason to live and he’s just too small!! so he ends up becoming bitter and cynical and learning how to use his silver tongue to manipulate others into becoming his weapons, and he vows that someday he’s gonna come back when he has the power he needs to complete his mission. and he’s just forever had this anger seething inside that he’s been unable to get any catharsis from, so when his cold and collected persona cracks he’s really damn scary with all these years of a man who’s grown old fearing he’ll never be able to avenge his ocean friends and just AAAAAA! itd be really good cos itd be a way he could still be intimidating and high stakes as a boss fight but also sympathetic!! also it could make sense why he’d only be redeemable after defeating him? like this entire time he’s been hidden behind a million layers of politics and minions and stuff and its very easy for him to not see the reality of the fact that he’s terrorizing human children just like how humans scarred him as a child. so like his whole big second form transformation super anger mode time would be sort of a last ditch attempt to deny what he already knows, the doubts that have been eating away at his soul now he’s getting close to the end of his life goal. but also like.. he doesnt even know who he IS, under the lies! its been his entire purpose for existing. like he probably uhh.. didnt have much plans after his victory. he probably wouldnt have much will to live left. so yeah you basically beat up this guy’s emotional walls and make him face the face of the people he’s been hurting, when he’s been trying to avoid it for so long. and he gets to see how much all the other yokai genuinely trust you and how much youre personally sacrificing to protect them so maybe you really arent just lying about being a good person...

oh also i was thinking about the inherant hypocrisy present in the fact that this guy is a big spoopy REALLY WELL DESIGNED squid monster that spends all his time in a depowered humansona instead, despite his whole Thing being hating humans. and, yknow, ‘i’ll solve this using a carbon copy of human politics instead of any more traditionally magical way of fighting the humans’. Yeah. So THEORY of SADNESS maybe he like never actually met any other yokai for a long time? I dont think it really makes sense that he’d be hypocritical because he secretly likes humans or something, that wouldnt jive with this backstory idea. So im thinking another explanation could be that he genunely doesnt know much about yokai culture? Like cos of his backstory he just poofed into existance on this destroyed beach in the human world and spent the first few centuries of his life completely alone except for the terrifying monsters that haunted every second of his life, and the knowledge that it was his purpose to defeat them but he didnt know how. And he was a nature spirit of the sea but his sea was empty of everything except death, so he couldnt even hug a cute fish sidekick or something- OH GOD WHAT IF HE DID HAVE A CUTE FISH SIDEKICK AND IT DIED COS OF HUMANS!!! very tiny sad squid monster child holding a dead pet, oh god why did my heart did this to meeee!! so yeah he didnt even know he was a yokai or wtf yokai are, he didnt know anywhere outside the tiny rock pool he would hide in on this barren beach. And then someday he gets found by an older yokai and adopted and like he feels like he owes them so much cos they gave him a reason to live, and a connection to the nature that he was supposed to protect, and.. well.. any companionship at all ever. So thats how his directionless “humans are bad” turned into “yokai are good and i need to protect them from humans like i failed to protect the beach” which turned into “i need to get more power to do this” which turned into manipulating other yokai and seeing them as nothing more than tools to take down the humans, his revenge consuming him until he barely remembered the reasons he originally wanted to do it...

and blablabla thats where we bring in the recolour bonus boss also, and say thats the nice grandpa figure who adopted him when he was all lost and trapped in the human world. and cos he was sorta adopted into nobility thats why he’s so over the top with his pompousness, its like a hint of IM LOVV MY GRANDEPA shining through his grumpface. ALSO maybe a sad situation where the gramps saw his kid growing up into this scary extremist and he tried to reason with him that humans dont need to be destroyed and that led to them fighting and him getting sealed off in recolour bonus boss land. and mckraken sees it as the biggest betrayal of his life and it totally threw him off the slippery slope to feel like the one man he trusted the most was a traitor to yokai all along. but even at his most evil he couldnt bear to actually kill his beloved gramps so he just imprisoned him and tries to stop thinking about it but like THE CONSTANT SPECTRE OF THE GUILT HANGS OVER YOUR HEAD THAT YOU DID YOU GRAMPS WRONGGGG So yehmaybe protag could find the gramps guy and hear about the sad backstory via him and then defeat mckraken and make him realise he was wrong and he apologises to his gramps and atones and all the humans and yokai are friends again and BUNNI CRIES FOREVER the end

cos seriously man this guy’s design is too good to be wasted on a hateable!! srsly he’s like that archetypical goofy big beard chubby pirate dude BUT INTIMIDATING AND BADASS AND COOL FASHION AND DAVY JONES SQUID BEARD SQUEARD I LOVE HIM he is too round to be 100% evil

*slams fists on the table* IF YOU DONT LIVE UP TO MY EXPECTATIONS I AM GONNA CRY

aaa i need to stop just sitting here theorizing about this game and actually friggin play it lolllll