#I just think he’d be a cool villan

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I think Grian should be evil more in life series fanfiction

I just think it’d be neat, don’t get me wrong I like Grian as a good or morally gray character! Their fun to read and I greatly enjoy fanfiction like this.

But they often forget that Grian willingly joined the watchers!, and often say ‘oh Grian may be the admin but he doesn’t have a lot of control’

But what if Grian did have control? Like he does in Wildlife,

Grian as a villan can be done so well I imagine him being possessive of his players. They’re his so he gets to decide what roles they may have

Being turned into watcher makes it so his moral code is mucked up he decides what roles fit his friends better based on their mental states

Some examples of this are Scott and Jimmy

Scotts good at the game but defied the rules so he gets the blessing ability this is not a blessing it’s a curse because the blessing allows him to know all the torment that is happening and never being able to defy the rules again.

Jimmy is the canary because Grian believes that he wouldn’t be able to handle the bloodshed (this assumption is wrong of course ) and that he has the ability to make others care for him quickly, but Jimmy also has the ability of prophet (predicting the life winner twice) however this future can change if something in what the watchers deem to be right changes Joel was originally meant to win Secret life but because Scott caused Jimmy and Scar not to win Scar was able to. (This is why I often think of Jimmy and joel with the song no longer you from epic ) The timeline expected changed so the winner was no longer Joel.

What if he does the games because Watchers are naturally possessive of players? He likes his friends so he makes sure he can keep them forever

What I’m saying is Grian can make a compelling villan in life series fanfiction

He can still care for his friends and everything but his way of looking at the world is so twisted that they are forever tormented

He’s like a bird owner who broke their birds wings so they could never fly away.

He injures them and torments them cause isn’t that how a watcher shows their love

Grian can work as both a hero and a villan or even a antihero but evil Grian gets underutilised

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Better than when you found it -Part 2-

Part 1 Here

-The Second Day: Saturday- 

Ekubo: Yawwwwn~~What are we doing today?

Reigen brushing teeth: There’s a DVD rental kiosk around the corner. Wanna check it out? 

Mob: Yes I’m here

Reigen: Wait, Mob what? (btw you have foam on your face.)

Mob: Weren’t you asking me where I was?

Reigen: No?

Serizawa pops out: Did someone say movie?!

Mob thinks: I keep hearing someone calling my name.

One unspecified adult: What movies are we getting?

Another unspecified adult: Lets go take a look at what they have.

--20 Minutes Later--

Unspecified Adult: Alright! What do we have? 

(It’s not specified who is speaking here, but based on the speech form it’s either Reigen or Ekubo, not Serizawa)

Ekubo reads: The Hunger Games?

Someone else: We’ll that’s....

Mob: I’ve heard of it before.

Ekubo: Yeah?

Mob: Master told me about it. -He holds up a clothes hanger-

Mob puts the clothes hanger on his head: Yeah! Hunger Games!

Ekubo: Um....

Reigen: NO NO, That’s not it.

(Can someone explain this reference to me? I’ve never seen the Hunger games. I have no idea what this is about.)

Somebody: Whatever. Lets try it. 

There is a loud scream from the TV. Serizawa is startled into dropping his tea tray. Ekubo covers Mob’s eyes. 

Reigen is pissed: WHO PICKED THIS VIOLENT FILM?! Take care of Mob!

Mob peeling Ekubo’s hands off his face: Um... I’m fine with it. I just.....I just feel like something is wrong. 

(He’s actually referring to the presence of the spirit in the apartment. He’s been talking about it since the first panel. The adults are having too much fun they forgot.)

Reigen: You.....You’re not likeing this violence are you?  hmmmmmm

Reigen: Okay Mob! Listen up! I’m gonna teach you the right way to approach media like movies and TV.

You gotta put yourself in the shoes of the protagonist.

(I LOVE THE WAY THIS PANEL IS DRAWN. The framing of the panel is encouraging and mentorly, like a coach telling his player to go out there and do his best, ........except it’s Reigen...teaching Mob to watch movies.... He’s 14, I’m sure he’s seen movies before.)

Reigen puts his hand on Mob’s shoulder: You think you can do it? 

Mob: um....

Reigen: Try it out! I guarantee you’ll get a different experience out of it.

Mob is watching intently while all three adults look bored. The room is filled with fighting sounds.

Mob: That looks like it hurts.

Reigen looks over at Mob and fails to notice the rustling behind him. 

Reigen’s Phone Rings: Crap I forgot

Mob: Is it a client?

Reigen: Yeah

Reigen: I’m just going to go on my own, it’ll be quick.

Ekubo: Are you gonna be okay on your own?

Reigen: Yeah it’s fine, It’s just an in-office consultation. I’ll be back at around noon.

Mob: Okay, see you later

Reigen: yep

Ekubo: So.... what are we gonna do?

Serizawa: Ummmmm

(I like how Ekubo hangs out on top of Mobs head, the way he does all the time as a spirit.)

Serizawa gets an idea looking at the microwave: How about we cook while waiting for Reigen to return?

Mob: That’s a good idea, he’d be hungry when he comes back Mob thinks: I don’t know how to cook though. 

Ekubo rolls up sleeves: Lets do it! It’s not like we’re busy. I’ll show you my signature dish!

Serizawa: Ekubo-kun...

Ekubo: Alright lets divide up  the work.

Mob: Okay

Serizawa: ah! Yes!

They start cooking. Mob cuts himself chopping vegetables.

Serizawa: Ah! You’re bleeding!  Mob: Ow ow... Ekubo: You cut yourself AGAIN?!

They’re almost done.  Mob: Im hungry Ekubo making fried rice. Should we make something more than just this? Serizawa: Ah, we can add a salad!

It’s 12:42

Reigen Returns: Ugh this place is so far from the office. I’m starving.

He’s jiggling the key in the lock: lock is acting up again. 

Huh?

(This is a callback to the beginning when he was working the lock, he told everyone to do things in pairs to avoid being possessed. He forgot and went off on his own.) Reigen gets possessed

The door clatters and he enters the apartment. 

Mob: ah! Master! Welcome back!

Mob: Master?

Reigen: What have you guys busied yourself with? 

Ekubo: Um.... what?

Serizawa: We made lunch

Mob: eh? ehhh?

Reigen:THIS is what you’ve decided to whittle away the last few hours on?

(This is so hard to translate, but it’s what I love about translating. His word choice here is saying that 1. they acted without permission. 2. they did something that wasted time, and resources and was ultimately unnecessary. 3. they’re screwing around like children.)

Reigen: No one asked you to do this. Why you did is beyond me. 

Others: ?!

Reigen: I put a lot of effort into planning what foods to bring and what the meal plans were going to be.

(Reigen doesn’t normally have light colored eyes. That’s a nice touch.)

Ekubo is looking at Mob

Mob: I....Im sorry

Ekubo remembers how eager mob wanted to cook for Reigen, how he cut him self trying. 

Serizawa: Mr. Reigen, this is very unlike you. Is something wrong?

Ekubo to Reigen:  I don’t like your tone.

Serizawa: Ekubo-kun!*

Ekubo: Look, I’m not sure what’s gotten into you but.......

Reigen: Hmm?

(*This wasn’t made all that clear in the manga, but Serizawa is ALWAYS very deferential around Reigen. He’s never direct with him, meekly suggests things rather than outright stating them. He doesn’t treat their relationship as that of equals, he’s the subordinate and he expresses this in the language he uses and the tone he takes. As opposed to Ekubo who is direct and not afraid to confront Reigen. Ekubo’s pronouns, word choice and tone expresses the belief that he is an equal if not better than the people around him.

Which is why Serizawa is shocked that Ekubo is so direct. Like, How could he just outright say “I dont like your tone” TO Reigen?)

Reigen: got something to say? 

Ekubo: ....how dare you? What gives you the right?

Serizawa: ....?

Reigen: What gives YOU the right? It’s not YOUR body. It’s not like I asked you to possess this man. You did that yourself. 

Serizawa notices that there’s something on Reigen: Ekubo-kun w...wait!

Ekubo: Bastard, if you don’t stop running your mouth....

Reigen smiles: Hmmm? Are you not an evil spirit? You REALLY think you live a normal human life again? 

(I love that panel with Reigen’s silent open-mouthed smile, he knows he’s won.  He’s gonna pull the trigger now.)

Ekubo: ..... I see 

Mob: Eku~ Ekubo: I understand now. -He walks out and closes the door being him-

Mob stands at the door: Ekubo?

Serizawa: Ekubo-kun

(AAAHHH I LOVE HOW YOU DON’T SEE EKUBO’S EXPRESSION IN THE FIRST PANEL THERE)

Reigen: Enough.... he’s so much trouble.

Mob is still at the door:..... Ekubo

Mob: When we were cooking, he said....

Ekubo: He’s considerate in a way.... For an evil spirit like me, he treats me no different than anyone else around him.... that’s something. 

Mob: Eventhough Ekubo is an evil spirit, and a dangerously powerful one at that,... he’s an uncharacteristically a good person.

Mob opens the door and runs outside after him. 

TO BE CONTINUED

I like this part SO GODDAMN MUCH. Reigen is really good at reading people and knowing what to say. He can use his words to get people to feel how he wants them to, and the idea of him getting possessed and unleashing his ability on other people to destroy them is so goddamn cool. 

You’ve heard of Empaths. They are people that easily understand the emotions of others. But in psychology, there’s a lesser known personality type called a “Dark Empath” that can understand peoples feelings well but is also a sociopath that has no problems hurting other people.

Dark Empaths use their understanding of other people to hurt, defraud and other take advantage of others. These are people that convince others to commit suicide or charm people out of their life savings etc.

I wish there was more Dark Empath! Reigen fics. This is something I’ve not seen in Fanfiction, in fact, this comic is the only place I’ve seen it. It’s such an interesting concept. Like, if there were fics that cast him as a villan, then it’s perfectly in-character and logical for him to be a Dark Empath.

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It’s kinda wild to me how like we’ve all projected onto C!Tommy so hard we’ve adopted his coping mechanisms-especially when it comes to C!Wilbur.

Like okay logically, we all know that Wilbur might be just as bad off in the afterlife as he was in pogtopia, we have no way of knowing if he has the same mindset as then or if it’s gotten worse. We have no way of knowing how much he’ll remember when he’s brought back to life. Even if he made progress in death will he even remember it when he comes back? He could go off on his own, or with Techno and Phil, or gods he could go off with Dream again. He could come back with a hunger for power, Ghostbur had said the world needing a ruler was one of the reasons he wanted Wilbur to come back after all. He could come back and be a hollow shell of who he used to be-more ghostlike then his ghost even. Only there to wait until he can die again. All of these make sense, all of these are likely.

And yet all the fandom can really talk about is Wilbur coming back and being there for Tommy.

Wilbur coming back and being protective and loving and kind and knowing what to do to make everything better. There where all these posts about him being angry at Phil for leaving Tommy all alone, lecturing everyone who had ever hurt or tried to hurt him, fighting Dream Dream of all people and winning!! Wilbur can’t beat Dream in a fight! Not any more than Tubbo or Tommy ever could. Especially after whatever physical toll being brought back from the dead would probably take on him, and yet in all the art and posts and everything there was that same understanding that Tubbo and Tommy could hide behind him and be safe. That they could hide behind him and not have to fight anymore. Because Wilbur would take care of it, Wilbur would protect them, Wilbur was invincible.

When Wilbur came back just for a moment after the disc war he was scary, nobody knew where he was mentally and his tone sounded like how it had in pogtopia and oh god what if he’s still a villan? But all he had to do was tell Tommy he was proud of him and we all latched onto it. That one little sentence meant the whole world.

Tommy isn’t sure if he wants to bring Wilbur back or not and I think that’s why, because on the one hand logically he doesn’t know what Wilbur will be like when he gets back, but on the other hand he wants his brother. Tommy goes to sleep and has nightmares of Wilbur asking to be the bad guys but when he wakes up he wants Wilbur to comfort him.

And now Tommy’s dead. He’s dead and he’s going to see Wilbur again, and the posts about this are just like the ones before. Wilbur is going to be there and he’s gonna hug Tommy and It’ll feel like home. In some versions Wilbur will tell him that it’s not his time yet, that he has to go back, and he’ll watch Tommy go with a soft smile on his face. In others he’ll ask “who did this to you” as if he’d be able to enact vengeance. Sometimes all he does is hold him, and that’s enough.

I HAD THIS IN MY DRAFTS AND THEN THE NEW STREAM HAPPENED AND LIKE THERE IT IS AGAIN

Tommy died and he saw Wilbur and maybe Wilbur comforted him at first but when Tommy came back to life he was terrified of Wilbur. Tommy’s Wilbur is gone and we all knew that could happen but we didn’t want to think about it.

I literally don’t have much of a point to this. I just think it’s cool, we’re so connected to this character in ways we don’t even realize. That’s a hard thing for fiction to accomplish especially when it’s a main character. The fact that a Minecraft roleplay pulled it off without us even realizing is absolutely wild.

Anyway, fell like pure shit,

Just want him back

[fruitymimi]

Free Bird - Keigo Takami x Reader

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the hero commission ruined him, leaving him unable to feel anything. that is until he meets them. 

warning: yandere themes, emotional trauma/abuse, obsessive hawks

pairing: keigo takami x gender neutral reader

a/n: this fic will get darker as i go, this is only the first chapter (; this is all fiction, if it isnt your thing please scroll x. THIS IS ALSO SLOW BURN! hopefully i’ll have an update out tmr <3

word count: 2727

Keigo Takami was the last man you’d call mentally stable.

Keigo has always felt like he didn’t have a valid place on this earth. He’s always felt like he was alone, nobody understood the way he thought. Since he was a child, he hated the idea of becoming a hero. He wanted to live in peace, he wanted to feel like a free bird. He couldn’t remember much about his childhood, almost like he’d built a mental wall between his past and whatever he had left that he called a future. 

His parents always asked him if he wanted to be “Just like Endeavor!” and whenever he’d tell them that he wanted to be his own person, they would shut him down by saying he just didn’t realize it yet, but he was “bound” to be the #1 hero. Instead of a childhood, Keigo was forced to train with people who were physically and mentally stronger than him, people who made his quirk seem as though it was just lightwork that anyone could do. 

Putting a child with people who would make him feel inferior was one thing, but doing it on purpose to try and make your child stronger was just abusive. That’s all his parents wanted. They wanted him to be the strongest hero in the world. They would do anything to get their hands on a child with a hero salary.

“You’ll be just like your idol!”

As soon as Hawks turned 18, he’d lost his freedom to speak for himself, he’d lost his free will. He was no longer a free bird. He was manipulated and forced into the position he was in now. They promised he’d be the perfect hero, they promised he would have the top hero position.

Keigo was so desperate for an escape that he believed his “idol” would be his savior, poor thing knew that was near impossible, though. His parents basically sold their soul to Endeavor, after exchanging a few words & their child with Endeavor, his future was written for him. 

Endeavor wasn’t at all innocent. Keigo was his fifth chance at the perfect child in his eyes. The only thing that separated the man from Keigo’s parents was the fact that Enji was not motivated by money. Endeavor wanted nothing more than a perfect name. He wanted his name to have an impact far after his death, and he wasn’t sure how far he’d get with Shoto. 

By having Keigo, Endeavor could let people know that he trained, motivated, and pushed Keigo to be the amazing hero he was. Nobody would find out about Keigo’s past, no one needed to know. Endeavor would be a legend, Keigo’s parents would be rich beyond belief, and Keigo would be a hero, who wouldn’t want to work for a corrupt system that enslaves or brainwashes its people? 

The hero commission didn’t want Keigo. They wanted a hero they could control.

“His quirk is perfect. He has the ability to fly, he can use his feathers in combat, he’s the perfect tool.”

From a young age, Keigo was forced to realize how terrible the hero commission was. Praised or villanized for a quirk you couldn’t control, and if you didn’t have a quirk, you were pretty much useless. 

The only people who understood this concept was of course those who were affected by it. The ones who were published all over the news for being a villain, a threat, just because the hero commission saw their quirk as dangerous. They’d be locked behind bars for wanting to stop the injustices & prejudice against them, they’d rot in a cell, blaming themselves for something they couldn’t control. All while heroes were praised for doing the bare minimum, living in 3 story homes, eating off of silver spoons.

Knowing this at a young age was a lot for Keigo. All he wanted was to be a free bird, but… that wasn’t possible anymore. He felt empty. He felt like his life didn’t have a purpose, he was just a puppet for Endeavor, a bank for his parents. 

He’d spend hours training with Endeavor, even if he complained that he wasn’t feeling well and didn’t feel like he could continue, Endeavor would make him continue training until he couldn’t fly straight. They event went so far as to putting Keigo in a dorm room inside of Endeavor’s building so they could have longer and “more effective” training.  Keigo knew he wouldn’t get out of being a hero, and he was slowly accepting the fact that his right to autonomy was gone.

He couldn’t even escape from the dorms. Even though Endeavor left every night to go to his own home, the building was heavily guarded and Keigo would be a fool to try and run away.

And that’s how he carried himself until he was nineteen. No, he didn’t finally break Endeavor with his sob stories. No, he didn’t knock any sense into his parents to have them pull him out of hero work. He… met someone?

“This is Keigo. He’s… he’s interning with me. He’s been shadowing me since he was a young, aspiring hero.” Enji explained to the person who was following close behind him. They had bright eyes, they looked like they were excited and content with being a hero.

Keigo couldn’t help but stare at them… someone was walking with Endeavor and they were happy. That’s not something you even see from his own wife. It didn’t take long for Keigo to notice how gorgeous they were. The prettiest skin, their features were soft & made their face look absolutely stunning. 

“Keigo. Don’t you have something to say to them?” Endeavor was staring daggers into Keigo’s face. 

Keigo’s eyes were blown wide as he snapped back into reality. “My name is Keigo Takami. It’s really nice to meet you.” He said to them, reaching his hand out for them to shake. 

They grinned, taking his hand into theirs. “It’s nice to meet you! I’m Y/N! I’m interning with All Might, he’s just gonna be busy for a few weeks in another country… So, he trusted Endeavor to train me until he’s back.” Immediately, they cursed themselves for saying something that Keigo probably had no interest in, something he didn’t ask about.

But that’s where they were wrong. Keigo wanted nothing more but to hear them speak. He was pretty sure that the only real interaction he’d gotten in the past month was with Endeavor, it felt amazing to finally be talking with someone else. 

Keigo felt like he was floating as he stared at their smile. He wanted to listen to them speak all day, he didn’t care if what they said had no meaning.

“I trust you to teach her warm-ups while I’m in the next room getting a few things for the training,” Endeavor looked at Keigo, raising a row, “behave yourself.” He mumbled, leaving the two in the room by themselves.

Keigo couldn’t help but watch what they were doing. They seemed so bubbly and excited to be in the position they were in. 

“So..” They finally broke the awkward silence, folding their hands in front of them, “He seems like he’s a hardass, isn’t he?” They laughed.

Keigo furrowed his brows, scratching the back of his neck. “Hm- What?” He stuttered out. Of course he was getting distracted by their smile again. The way their hands looked so soft and the way their eyes shined whenever they would look at Keigo.

“Endeavor, birdbrain. He’s a hardass? I can tell.” They teased, slowly walking to a chair that was in the room. “He seems like he’s really strict, almost like he’s annoying.”

For some reason, Keigo’s face felt all hot. It felt like it was burning hot in the room all of a sudden. He didn’t feel right. He felt like he wasn’t in the right dimension. He wasn’t himself. “Yeah… That’s Endeavor… He’s always like that, always has been since I can remember.”

“Why’d you pick him for your internship? There are so many cool heroes… Endeavor seems…” Their words trailed off as they looked down at Keigo’s wings, smiling when he saw them flutter. Of course the stupid things fluttered at the sound of their voice.

Keigo opened his mouth to speak, searching for the words-- a lie to tell them. “Well… I’ve always looked up to him. He keeps me in check and is putting me on the correct path to becoming a hero.” The simple, stupid lie felt like acid on his tongue. He couldn’t even stand pretending to praise the man. “What about you? Why All Might?”

They shrugged. “I dunno… I want to be like him someday… But… I want to be better. I don’t want people to feel like they’re villains just because they don’t have the ideal quirk. I want them to also know that they can make a difference in this world just like a hero can. And I want people without quirks to know that too,” They said, getting that same bright look in their face they had when they first walked in, “I’ve always thought the hero commission was fucked, but maybe if a few good heroes step in, it’ll better…?”

Keigo hummed, nodding his head. “I’ve always thought the same thing. The hero commission is so damaged.” Keigo agreed. He could listen to them speak for hours. He was in absolute awe from the way they made him feel.

After that day, Keigo drug himself to his bedroom in his dorm.. His body didn’t feel like it was his anymore. He had never felt this way and it was honestly overwhelming. He didn’t have anyone to speak to about it, so these feelings bottled up in his soul. He kept closing his eyes to go to sleep, but he couldn’t. He couldn’t stop thinking about them. Their smile, how excited they were to do hero work. His head felt all cloudy, his heart felt like it was heavy. Finally he could feel something, he hated it.

It felt like his head was pounding. Keigo coldn’t get them off his mind. They’d only met and spoken to each other once, why was he feeling like this? This wasn’t him falling in love, right?

“That’s childish… It can’t be..” he mumbled to himself, laying down flat against his pillow. He could hear faint footsteps but he’d just assumed it was Endeavor walking around the hallways to make sure he was sleeping before he left for his own home.

“Hey..” Y/N knocked on his cracked door, biting down on their bottom lip, “Birdbrain… You awake?” They whisper-yelled, peeking into his room.

Keigo squinted at the door, sitting up in his bed. “Why’re you awake? Endeavor’s gonna be upset..” he told them, pushing the blankets off of his legs to walk over to them. 

They shrugged, opening the door a bit wider. “It’s fine. I wanted to show you something… it might be something you already know about, but I thought it would make you kinda happy.” They reached for his wrist, tugging it towards their dorm room.

They smiled, rushing him over to the window. “I noticed if you can fit through the window, you could sit on the roof… I thought it would be kinda cool for us to look at the stars or something and talk. Since I’m gonna be here for awhile, we might as well become friends, right?”

That stupid fucking smile.

Keigo nodded slowly, looking outside. “There are guards down there… what if they see us?” Keigo bit down on his lip. To Keigo, it wasn’t a matter of ‘what if they see us?’, it was a matter of ‘what if they see me?’. They wouldn’t get in trouble, but Keigo would be punished if they thought he was sneaking out.

“If we get in trouble, I’ll take the blame. Just do this with me, please?” They asked, unlocking the window. They slid it open, crawling out of the window. They turned to face Keigo, offering a hand to help him out.

Keigo stared at their hand for a minute. He was getting that dumb feeling again. His hands felt shaky, his cheeks felt like they were burning hot, his heart was pounding like it was doing flips in his chest. He took their hand, using it to get onto the rooftop.

“You’re so shaky… Have you never done anything risky like this?” They giggled, turning to look at all of the stars. “It’s really beautiful up here.” They mumbled.

Keigo looked at them, then to their glossy eyes. He swallowed, nodding his head. “Yeah, it’s really pretty…” he muttered, his eyes darting down to his lap. Was this love? He hasn’t felt that since he was a child, how could he have fallen for some trainee?

“So, Keigo. What is your quirk exactly? Can you only fly?” They asked him, turning to look at the man beside them.

Keigo shook his head. “No! I mean.. No, my quirk gives me fierce wings. My feathers act as if they’re alive and move at my command. They’re good for saving people. And I can use some of them like a sword, some of them are extremely sharp.” Keigo explained to them, watching them look at his hawks in amazement. “What’s your quirk..?”

They hummed. “That’s really cool! You should take me on a flight one day,” they grinned, “and… It’s kind of lame compared to yours. I can create a sandstorm on command, small, large, whatever.” They told him. 

Keigo nodded. “That’s not lame. That sounds really interesting, actually.” Keigo felt his wings twitch. They were making him feel some type of way again. 

Keigo got lost in his own thoughts, he didn’t even notice them leaning their head against him until he heard their soft snores. Keigo turned his head, something red catching his eye. He darted his eyes over to the window, peering out. He could see Endeavor standing at the door way with his arms crossed and a scowl on his face.

Keigo bit his lip, turning back to the stars. He looked down at them. He couldn’t help but notice their features all over again. They were absolutely breath-taking. And they smelled fresh and sweet, he felt like he could get high off of their rich scent.  Their skin looked soft to the touch, it made him want to reach out and lay his hand on their cheek, and just stare into their eyes.

Keigo’s wings fluttered again at the sight. He bit down on his lip, letting out a deep breath. Keigo was basically at a war with himself in his head. Was it okay for him to develop a crush on someone this fast? Keigo didn’t remember what it was like to be in love, he’d lost that feeling towards his parents long ago. But looking down at them made him feel safe. As long as he was out here with them, nothing could hurt him anymore.

He could forget about everything that was hurting him. He could forget about what was trapping him inside this awful building when he was with them.

His parents couldn’t hurt him anymore.

Endeavor couldn’t hurt him anymore.

Keigo could feel tears brimming at his eyes, his bottom lip quivering. Only they could make him feel this way. No one else gave him this sense of… sense of euphoria and happiness. And the way they were speaking with him, they felt it too, right? They were in love too, right? Keigo wasn’t crazy. Keigo knew what this meant. 

This meant they were in love too.

He just knew that he couldn’t let them go. He couldn’t let someone take them from him. He needed them. He wanted to have this feeling forever. He needed to feel wanted forever. He wasn’t interpreting this wrong, this was love. This is what true love was suposed to feel like. He wrapped his wing around them, using his feathers as if they were a blanket to keep them warm.

He looked down at his shaky hands, pressing one against his pounding chest. This was all because of them. This was meant to happen… this is fate. His mind was blank. The only thing he could only think one thing,

Mine.

Mine.

They will be mine.

[creweemmaeec11]

I'm not sure what this little snippet is, but enjoy it anyway I guess aha!

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It was about time the hero tried a different tactic. They were tired of waiting for the villain to do something, then showing up to stop it. This time, the hero wanted to stop the villain before anything happened in the first place.

It was genius, really, and was something the hero really should have tried a long time ago.

The only problem, was *finding* the villain in the first place.

It wasn't like the hero had a home adress.

He'd spent nearly two hours scouring the city, hopping from rooftop to rooftop with no sign of anything abnormal when he heard a faint, almost whimpering sound.

The hero was thankful they had heightened senses, otherwise they may not have heard it at all.

They used their super strength to climb up the tall building, continuing to hop a few more rooftops when they froze.

Their eyes landed on the villan. He was sitting on a slightly sloped roof, back against a brick wall where the building continued upward. Their knees where pulled taught to their chest, cape wrapped around them like a blanket to shield them from the chill of the cool night air. One arm was wrapped around their knees, holding their dagger while the other hand was wiping at their face, trying to disperse the tears- *they were crying*.

The hero suddenly felt uneasy. What were they supposed to do here? They always saw the villain as cold, heartless, emotionless but, clearly that wasnt the case. They weren't sure what to do, or even how to feel with that information.

Information they clearly weren't supposed to have, given how high up and secluded this spot was. The villain clearly wanted to be left alone.

But, they were a hero! They're job was to help people and this villain was clearly in distress! He couldnt just leave!

They jumped onto the same roof as the villain, who didnt seem to notice. They were still a good 7-10 meters away from them, but the villain was usually very intune with the environment. The hero had never been able to get even near this close to them without the villain being fully aware.

They were now close enough to use their enhanced hearing to hear the ragged breathes and rapid heartbeat of the other.

The hero took a breath.

"Beautiful night out tonight," the hero offered in a friendly, conversational tone. They were smart enough to know that directly asking what was wrong wouldnt get them anywhere.

The villains reply came in form of a violent flinch and sharp inhale of breath. Their head snapped to look at the hero, shock and... was that *fear* written all over their face?

The villain never wore a mask, much like the hero, but they did usually have a hood down over their face, so being able to see it this clearly was strange.

However, with being able to see it this clearly, the hero could see how red and puffy the area around their eyes were, their cheeks thoroughly damp with tears, their eyes red.

The villain immediately directed their dagger at the hero, scrambling backwards across the roof frantically.

The hero held their hands up, "I come in peace,"

The villain stared at them in shock for a moment, "why are you... what... how long have you been..."

Before the hero could reply, the villain shook their head, steeling their features and pushing themselves to their feet. They wiped their face and took a deep breath, grasping for some sense of composure.

"What do you want?!" They snapped, "Why are you here?!"

Their grip tightened on their dagger.

"Theres no need for that, I come in peace, I swear," the hero tried.

"As if you would ever show up just to chat," the villain hissed.

The hero surveyed the situation. Clearly, the villain, who was usually overly composed and smooth, was distressed.

The villain was doing a good job faking composure, but it was obvious in way their fret twitched, weight shifting from foot to foot, fingers flexing while their eyes darted all over the place. They were one wrong word away from taking off.

Right now, the hero was a threat, and he needed to be seen as not one.

Slowly- very slowly, so the villain could track their movements, the hero sat down on the roof, sliding themselves to sit back against the brick wall like the villan had previously. He bend a knee, resting his elbow on it as he looked out at the city. They didnt look over at the villain, trusting their super hearing to tell them if they moved.

"The view from up here is pretty breath taking," The hero commented casually.

"What?"

"My favourite spots are usually around the inner city, like the tops of the big office buildings, but this spot might be even better, with the already tall building being on a hill and all."

Finially the hero dared a glance at the villain.

They were standing in the same spot, though their posture was more relaxed. They were staring at the hero with a dumbstruck look on their face.

"What are you doing?" They asked, narrowing their eyes.

"I mean, we could talk about the weather if youd rather?" The hero smirked.

The villain glanced away, seemingly considering running again.

"Come on," the hero added, "it's not like you have anything interesting going on tonight,"

"That's a rude assumption to make," The villain replied jokingly, crossing his arms and relaxing more as he glanced at his feet.

"Please, you know if you had something important going on tonight I would have been bat signaled already,"

The villain snorted at that. They gave the hero another look over, before caving and settling back down against the roof.

"Is this your way of telling me your bored? Have I not been active enough for you?"

"Thats- not what I meant," the hero sputtered, causing the villain to chuckle slightly.

The hero glanced over, watching the villain twirl his dagger in the air mindlessly. Or, well, mindedly, considering they were using their telekinesis. But it was twirling in a non threatening way, just spinning in the air like a spin top.

"That's a pretty cool trick," the hero commented.

"What? Oh-" the villain blushed, plucking the dagger out of the air like he hadn't even realized hed been doing it.

"sometimes I wish I had a cooler power," the hero started so the villain wouldnt have to explain themselves.

"Wait, really?" The villan asked, looking at the hero in shock.

"Yeah, I mean, dont get me wrong, enhanced senses and strength are certainly handy, but they arnt as cool as like flight,"

The villain hummed, fidgeting with the dagger in their hands, twirling the tip against their finger.

"Super senses also have their downsides, like when someone is trying to surprise you by baking you something, but you can smell it before you even get in the house,"

"I get the feeling theres a story there,"

"Friends tried to throw me a surprise party, I could hear them shuffling and whispering from down the hall, and I could smell the cake and such,"

"Only a hero would view not being able to be surprised as a *downside*" the villain replied, rolling their eyes.

"I guess I shouldn't complain though, it helps with being a hero a lot, without the hearing I probably wouldnt have heard you,"

Out of the corner of his eye, the hero saw the villain immediately tense, bristling slightly.

"Is that why your here? Doing this? You think I'm someone in need of saving?" They hissed.

"Partly," the hero admitted, "I dont think anyone deserves to be alone when there upset, but I'm also making sure you arent up to anything dastardly,"

"Oh yeah, I'm always doing something villainous alright, like crying on a rooftop," they replied mockingly, before realizing they were admitting to crying.

"I wont pressure you into an answer, but you know I have to ask..." the hero replied after a moment of silence.

"Theres no way-"

"Before you turn me down," the hero interjected, "consider I'm one of the few people who may actually understand, considering the uh... line of work,"

The villain stared with a blank, unreadable expression for a few moments, before huffing and looking off to the horizon again.

"Its the anniversary of something. That's the only information your getting,"

The hero hummed in response, continuing to look off into the horizon. They both stayed silent.

In the end, it was the villain who broke it.

"I need to go." They stated, standing up.

"oh really? Where are you off to?" The hero asked with genuine curiosity.

The villain shot them a baffled look, "you know I'm not going to tell you that... right?"

"Oh,"

"Your weird, hero,"

"Why thank you," The hero joked.

"Until next time," The villain stated, before stepping backwards off the roof.

"Farewell!" The hero called.

Things were... different after that night.

Second part here!

[spacegirlapollo]

Birthday Party for Two (Aizawa x Female Reader

Title : Birthday Party for Two 

Pairing : Shouta Aizawa x Female Reader 

Genre: Fluff / Smut 

Summary : I’m really bad at summaries but its some fluff then its some smut lmfao thanks for reading ! 

Steam hissed out of the electric iron as you pressed the steaming button. It was warm on your skin in the freezing cold of you and your husband's apartment. It was a simple and small space and both of you liked it that way. You especially loved the feeling of the cold wood floor underneath your feet in the morning, even if other people thought you were weird for that. 

Besides the dimly lit lamp in the corner, the perfectly white button up shirt on the ironing board were the only things lighting up your small living room. Inside the room was a long couch and a desk with a desktop that you and Aizawa shared. It was scattered with a mixture of your work papers and his students papers. 

The red light on the iron turned on letting you know that the iron was ready for use. You thought of your husband as you begin to press the hot metal over his shirt. It was 3 am in the morning and Aizawa had finally gone to sleep in your shared bed. 

You’d left work early to bring him lunch that day, because you were sure he didn’t bring any to work that day. One of his students Katsuki Bakugo had been kidnapped the night before by the League of Villans and, even if he didn't show it to his students, he was a wreck. You were greeted with small tight lip smiles when you’d walked into the teachers office carrying his lunch. Everyone was too busy with damage control and meetings to chat with their former co-worker. 

You’d worked for U.A for years, working side by side with Aizawa before you had the idea to open up your own company. It was still getting off the ground but you wanted to create a safe space for abandoned and homeless children with dangerous quirks. 

Usually Aizawa was able to sense your presence when you were close but today he had his head on the desk. His long black hair was cascading past his shoulders since he had it in a bun. It was your favorite look on him. But you knew that, usually the bun meant business. A single email web page was open on his computer. You softly put the food down on the table and knelt down next to him, placing a soft hand on his back. 

“Shouta?” You almost whispered. It hurt your heart to see him like this. He was always the composed one of the relationship. Always the one to ease your anxieties and be the yin to your yang. If you were freaking out, he was extra calm, soothing even. When he was extra anal you were there to help him loosen up. It was a good system. He opened his slightly bloodshot eyes and looked over at you. You could tell that he had been close to sleep but not quite there yet. 

“ Mei.” He said softly. It was his voice that he used when you were all alone, in your cold little apartment, and you couldn't help but give him a small smile. He was so cute without meaning to be. 

“I brought you some lunch. Come and eat with me.” 

You didn't phrase it as an option, because if you had, he would have declined politely and returned to his current state. 

You could see the reality of this setting into his eyes and he nodded, defeated but not upset. 

You stood up grabbing food you’d brought and made your way out of the room with him. The other staff were still busy chattering nervously about the current situation. 

It was a quiet walk back to your car which you chose because it would be quiet. You honestly hadn't planned on eating there. You were going to just drop off the food and leave but seeing him made you sad. 

In the car he ripped into the food quietly and it dawned on you that he probably hadn’t eaten in over 24 hours. You caught yourself staring at him and you looked down at your own food and started to eat. 

“ I’m sorry” he said after a while, half of his food was gone. You turned, your mouth full of food surprised. 

“For what?” You asked bewildered. He looked up at you and your brows furrowed further. He seemed genuinely upset. 

“ Your birthday is tomorrow.” he said. “ And the principal has asked that I come with him to do the press conferences tomorrow. I won’t be able to celebrate with you.” 

You’d completely forgotten that the next day was your birthday. With all the news and worrying about Bakugo and Aizawa, it flew out of your head. 

“ Shouta.” You said, swallowing your food and pointing your fork at him. You always did this, waiving something around when you reprimanded him and he secretly loved it but he wasn't going to tell you that. He loved that you’d come to see him, even if he didn't have the words to say it outloud. He was drowning in his thoughts and just your hand on his back was enough to pull him to the surface again. And you looked cute, he thought, cheeks full of food waving a fork in his face.

“ You don’t have to be sorry! It’s just a birthday. And of course with everything going on right now, it can wait!” 

He opened his mouth to say something else but you bulldozed on not letting him speak. 

“ And were married, so I plan on spending a lot of birthdays with you. So not celebrating one out of the rest of our lives isn't a big deal. Besides I’m more worried about you not eating! You should really- “ 

You paused abruptly as he cupped your face and brought you towards him planing a small kiss on your forehead. You didn’t know it but you had said all the right words. He loved knowing that you thought about being together until you were old. 

He pulled away and continued to eat his food quietly. You smiled inwardly. It was his way of saying “ I love you, thank you, but please shut up” without having to say anything. And so you did shut up, munching along with him in a nice silence. 

He eventually left, taking the trash with him and leaving with a much nicer, much longer kiss before exiting the car. Even from behind though, you could tell he was still stressed, and a little sad. 

---- 

So here you were 3 am on your own birthday ironing his clothes for his press conference in secret. He’d come home late, and you’d gotten out of bed to see him doing even more work at the little desktop. You didn’t bother him though, and right at 2:30 am he got into the bed with you, thinking you were asleep as well. 

You knew he wasn't thinking things all the way through, and that in the morning, he would be in a flurry trying to get ready and be calm and collected. Ironing his clothes and looking presentable was one less thing you wanted him to worry about. 

When it was finished you hung it up in the room, and proceeded to make his lunch as quietly as you could in the kitchen. 

With food and clothes ready, you crawled back into bed tired, falling asleep listening to the rise and fall of your husband’s breath. 

--- 

It was 7 am when Aizawa rose, feeling his phone alarm vibrating in his pocket. He quickly shut it off and pulled the covers off of himself. He turned to see you in bed, still asleep and not having to wake up for another hour or so. He allowed himself to drink you in for only a minute, taking in your sweet face as you slept and your hair all over your pillow. You were a year older today and he was going to miss celebrating with you. 

He turned away forcing himself to start going over his talking points. What did he need to do to get ready? He needed to get his suit, but he was going to have to iron it, which was going to see him back in time. As he made his way to the closet he stopped seeing his, one and only suit already hanging on the door frame ready for him, wrinkle free and appropriate. 

His heart was swelling in his chest, you’d gone out of your way again to do this for him. He looked again at you in the bed before going to finish getting ready. 

-- 

Night fell and you stumbled into your home, your friends had taken you out on the town for your day and you were just a little buzzed. But not enough to see that your husband wasn't home. You stumbled over to your bedroom, leaving a trail of your items through the house. You’d had an absolutely great time and you were glad to have such great friends. You couldn't help but sneak and watch bits and pieces of Aizawa’s press conferences, but your girlfriends kept you pretty preoccupied. 

You couldn’t get your dress off though, and you remembered one of your friends had to help you into it in the first place. 

“Shoot.” You said twisting around trying to get it off. 

-- 

Aizawa entered the apartment, his coat slung over his forearm. He closed the door with his foot and his eyebrow raised as he saw the two heels, coat and underwear making a trail to your bedroom. He followed it and couldn't control the slightest smile as he saw you hoping up and down trying to get your dress off. 

You turned at the sound of his footsteps and your face split into a dazzling smile. 

“Shooutaa” You drawled a bit lifting your hands up. You were not drunk, you felt good though, really good. 

Then you pouted. “ I cant get this stupid dress off Shouta. It’s cursed.” 

Aizawa chuckled at this putting his coat down on the dresser and coming closer to you, he pulled you into a loose hug and reached behind you for the tricky zipper. 

He was close, very close and his hair was still pulled back, and he smelled good, and damn it that really got you going. 

Neither of you were very forward when it came to sex. You both quickly learned to tell which kiss was a -I love you kiss- rather than a -lets go to bed right now kiss-. You couldnt recall a time either of you had verbally communcicated before sex. It was always a look, a smile, a kiss. But you were feeling good, really good.

You grabbed onto the black tie tightened on his shirt and brought him closer to you, his composure broke for a bit in shock but then he quickly regained his Aizawa cool. 

“You know.. I really like your hair like this.” You said softly. You reached up with both hands and began to loosen his tie. You could feel him messing with the zipper which was down almost halfway, but it was stuck on something and without being able to see he couldn't get it off. 

“Mei.” Aizawa said softly, but it was a warning. A warning that any further, there wasn't any going back. You tossed the tie to the floor and let your flat hands travel down his body, all without breaking eye contact. You were firmly ignoring his warning.

“How was your birthday.” He asked, his voice sounding a little breathier than usual. 

“Good.” You said looking from his lips to his eyes. “ It's better now though.”  

You’d successfully unbuckled and unlooped his belt and it made a small clink when it hit the floor. 

Then the button to the dress pants came off as well. 

“ I can't get this dress off.” Aizawa said his voice is truly husky now. You could feel him,hard and pressing into your exposed thigh. 

“You gonna let that stop you?” You asked challenging, being a brat , but you couldn't help yourself, suddenly you were really worked up. He still hadnt made the move , and you brought your hands back up to his hair sliding it through his locs and you brought your lips together for a kiss. 

The hand in his hair, which you knew for certain, drove him crazy and the kiss was a dangerous combo. But you lived for danger, so you couldn't help the slight squeal of excitement when he moved, fast and decisive, grabbing you up by your butt. You moved reflexively wrapping your legs around his back, moaning as he returned your kiss. He sat down on the edge of the bed. 

And then he was hiking up your dress, and you were clawing at his pants, getting them down just enough. His grip on you tightened as he positioned you over him and slowly brought you down onto his cock. 

You broke the kiss to moan, your hands positioned on either side of his shoulders. Neither of you wasted time and again he was slamming up into you. His head buried in your neck and his hands painfully gripping your ass, slamming you down onto him in deep strokes. 

You didn't hold back on the moaning, because it felt so good. Too good. It was criminal. 

It was hardly ever that the two of you were this worked up. To worked up to even take off your clothes. 

Your left hand was clutching his back for balance and the other snaked into his hair, gripping it at its roots. His heated breaths were in your ear, and they were becoming uneven as he stroked you. The sounds of your ass slapping down filled the room with your moans, and neither of you were going to last long. You could feel his cock throbbing as he filled you up. 

“A- ah Shouta!” You cried out as he descended into short but strong strokes against your spot. 

Aizawa got a glimpse of the two of you in the body length mirror in front of him. His pants pooled to his ankles, shirt loosely buttoned. And you still in the silk dress, that was hanging loosely from your shoulders and exposing your bare breast, clinging to him tightly. He felt a little ashamed at how he loved to watch him filling you up ,and the way your face changed with every stroke. 

“Shouta - I’m gonna -” You could hardly get out, before you were cumming, your pussy throbbing in ecstasy. And Aizawa can't control himself anymore, releasing into you hot and fast, with a deep groan. 

You let him ride out his orgasm, kissing up and down his exposed neck and nibbling a bit at his ear. When you could feel his heart rate slowing you pulled back a little to see his face. You kissed him again, softly this time , sweetly. 

You noticed that he was still hard inside of you, and pulled away. 

“ How about you go get the scissors to cut me out of this dress, and I go get the hot water ready in the shower.” 

----

Another round and a shower later, you were both in bed. You were cuddled into his shoulder, your legs tangled with each other. He was tracing a finger down the small of your back, fighting a wave of exhaustion. 

“ I love you” He softly moving his hand from your back to your neck stroking your cheeks softly. 

You felt like you could have cried, maybe the alcohol was still coursing through your system making you emotional, you thought. 

Aizawa was a big believer that saying I love you, too much can make it meaningless. So he always showed you instead, how he loved you. So when he did say it to you it meant so much more. It was the best birthday gift he could have given you. 

“I love you too. Shouta.” You said before the two of you drifted off into sleep. 

[hollyhomburg]

I just found out lionesses in heat mate 20-40 times a day, now I can’t get villain!au Tae having such a high libido out of my head. I mean the cute cuddly fluffy parts would also be really nice but the feral, unhinged, growly with lots of nips and bites that I’m imagining too 🤤

Wow that idea is fucking intense- but I think maybe like- maybe Namjoon makes her a potion or something to simulate a ‘heat’ in her so that she can help take care of Taehyungs ruts. Mostly because she’s a slut for them but also because it kind of tends to take a toll on the rest of the villans. and it’s not like you’re unaccustomed to the heat- you’ve felt the pull of yoongis aphrodisiacs before (hell maybe that’s one of the ingredients that namjoon uses to help the point along. 

I just picture her spending like 10/20 bouts with Tae- whereas the others step in to help tame him for the rest of his rut because one person definitely can't handle Tae for his full 3 day fuck fest. I’m even imagining those videos of like tigers playing in the water and how much fun he’d have fucking you in a bathtub, his body is so hot with his rut and so is yours with your heat that it serves to cool you down. I just imagine Tae going totally feral making the water slosh over the sides of the tub with every thrust, totally uncaring. barely letting the two of you leave the bathroom before he needs you again. 

lots to think about- thanks for putting this image in my head tonight T-T 

[waveypedia]

Home is Wherever I’m With You [HDLW Sibling Week]

Day 1 - Adventure

Ao3

“You guys are gonna love this one!” Webby crowed, her face pressed against the glass of the plane window. “Della and I have crafted the perfect adventure. It’s full of traps, puzzles, and opportunities for daring stunts!”

“So what’s in store for us today?” Dewey called from the pilot seat. It was his first adventure as a solo pilot, even though he’d been taking lessons from Launchpad and Della for months. “Death-defying stunts? Villanous curses? Bad baddies?”

Webby grinned back at him enthusiastically. “We might see a sword horse!!”

Huey flipped through his Junior Woodchuck Guidebook. “Statistically, the chances of us encountering a unicorn are little to none. From our travels, unicorns mostly reside in glades deep in forests. We’re flying over the tundra.”

Dewey pulled a hand off one of the Sunchaser’s contraptions to gently punch Huey in the shoulder. “Look at you, calculating the likelihood of a unicorn spotting. Nerd.”

Huey rolled his eyes and shut the guidebook. He leaned back in the copilot’s seat, where he was keeping a careful watch that everything was running smoothly - just like Donald when Dewey piloted solo during full-family adventures. “The numbers don’t lie.”

“But did you take snow sword-horses into account?” Webby asked, finally turning her attention away from their descent to look at Huey. “They’re incredibly rare, but they live solo lives out here in the tundra. They canter at the speed of the wind!! Some brave adventurers report sighting one, but no one can ever get proof.”

“Sounds like a glorified Bigfoot,” Louie offered from his place in one of the Sunchaser’s seats. 

“But we can fight it!!” Webby interjected enthusiastically. “And earn its trust!! They say if you do, it’ll grant you one piece of sage advice for your future.”

Dewey frowned thoughtfully. “Well, not many people can say they’ve been granted advice from a snow unicorn. Anyway, coming in hot!!”

The Sunchaser made a less-than-graceful landing (Launchpad was his teacher, all right), sending snow flying up in clouds of soft sparkles around them. The four kids grabbed their gear and buckled up the last of their snow-protective clothes before stepping out of the plane and onto the snow. Webby was first, and her eyes sparkled with excitement as she took in the terrain for a moment.

“Isn’t it beautiful?” Webby exclaimed, gesturing to the expanse of snow sparkling brightly in the sunlight. “And to think! Today, we’ll be one of the first to see and conquer a real snow sword-horse!!”

Louie slipped a canteen out of his pack and took a sip of some hot chocolate he had saved. “Yep, looks pretty snow-y.”

Dewey punched a fist in the air. “I’m ready to fight a unicorn!!”

Huey snorted affectionately and pulled out his rusty, trusty compass, emblazoned with the Junior Woodchuck logo on the side. “We go north first, right Webby?”

Webby opened her backpack and took out a slightly torn map, tied with a piece of glittery pink string. She was nodding before she’d even unfurled the map, but it confirmed her answer. “Yep!! We go left until we hit the rock shaped auspiciously like a tornado, and then we turn right. And then, when we get to the lone pine tree hidden behind the stone hills, we walk in a circle three times around it and follow the sun!”

Huey frowned. “A rock shaped like a tornado? That’s an… interesting description.”

Louie raised his head to the sky and covered his forehead with his hand to block out the blindingly bright light, reflecting off the snow and clouds. “Uhh, Webs, we can’t see the sun.”

Webby shrugged, positive as ever. “No worries! All the legends say that won’t be an obstacle. We’ll figure it out when we get there!!”

Without further ado, the pink-adorned duck strode off in the direction of their adventure. “Let’s go!!”

Dewey followed quickly behind her, rambling excitedly about how fun it would be to fight a unicorn. Huey and Louie exchanged a glance and a shrug, and then tagged along.

As they walked, Huey tried to start off a round of some of the hiking songs he had picked up at the Junior Woodchucks, but was quickly rebuffed. However, when Dewey tried to start a rendition of “1,000 Bottles of Apple Juice on the Wall” (the Uncle Donald-approved version he regretted teaching Dewey when they were on a road trip when the boys were five years old), Webby and Louie were suddenly much more enthusiastic about Huey’s options. He was more than happy to oblige, and even got them going on some sea shanties when the tunes started getting overly repetitive. Dewey grumbled for a bit, but before long, Huey and Webby’s collective, contagious enthusiasm had infected him, and he was singing along as loudly and proudly as the rest of them.

When the tornado-shaped rock first came into sight, the group of four was lagging behind Huey’s precisely-calculated pace for the best optimal productivity on adventures. But the sight spurred Webby’s already-high excitement, and she nearly sprinted the rest of the way. 

When the rest of the group reached Tornado Rock, panting, Webby was leaning against it with barely contained enthusiasm. “Took you long enough,” she said cheekily, but with no malice and a beaming smile. 

Louie shrugged and flopped down on the ground. “Ugh, Webs, why’d you have to run? There’s no time limit.”

Webby shrugged, still beaming. “The spirit of adventure!” She checked her watch and sat gently on the ground next to Louie. “So, lunchtime?”

Dewey plopped down beside her, and Huey followed suit. “I thought you’d never ask!!”

Louie rolled his eyes. “Yes, yes, we know, you were flying the plane, you didn’t get a chance to snack.”

Dewey ripped open his lunchbox and grabbed impatiently at the first thing he could - a sandwich. He opened the foil easily and stuffed it in his mouth. “I’m hungry, Louie!”

As his brothers squabbled in the background, Huey glanced up at the rock towering above them. “Huh, I guess it really is actually shaped like a tornado,” he conceded quietly as he unpacked his lunch. “Accurate description.”

Webby followed his gaze, tracing the grooves and cracks in the rock with her eyes. “Yeah. You know, Isabella Finch, Uncle Scrooge’s inspiration, was the one who named it!!”

Huey perked up. “Really? That’s interesting. I don’t think I remember an expedition to this specific tundra in her journals.”

Webby shrugged, smiling. “It was a group expedition with some other seasoned adventurers. George Mallardy, for one.”

“The guy that Uncle Scrooge sort of was responsible for his death?” Huey asked apprehensively, raising his eyebrows. “I’m not entirely sure I want to be following in his footsteps.”

“But they’re the only other people to accurately depict and record tundra sword-horses!!” Webby exclaimed, leaning forward. “Wouldn’t it be so cool if us, for our first solo adventure, were the ones to do it second?”

“I’d rather be first!!” Dewey called. 

Huey shrugged. “I guess so. I am curious about snow unicorns. If there’s only one depiction of them, even if it is from Isabella Finch, how do we know it’s accurate?”

“I guess we’ll have to find out,” Webby replied, her eyes sparkling.

The kids packed up their lunch, making sure to leave no trace behind, and continued on their trek. Webby tracked their progress with a map, watching carefully for the hills of stone that would eventually rise out of the fog. Snow started to fall gently while they walked, and Dewey made it a game to see who could catch the most snowflakes on their tongue. Soon they were all running in uneven paths and laughing - or laughing as best they could with their tongues stuck out. By the time the first gray hints of the stone hills crested out of the clouds, Louie was winning staunchly, but Dewey refused to be beat. He nearly fell forward into a snowbank, but stubbornly kept going.

Their amicable chatter died down as the hills came close enough to touch - and Webby did touch, reaching out a purple-gloved hand to wipe away a few errant flakes of snow. The group paused, speechless at the sheer size and gentleness of the rolling hills.

Webby took in a deep breath, in and out, making a large cloud of breath in the cold air. “Snow sword-horses, Isabella Finch’s legacy, here we come.”

With Webby in the lead, the four ducks rounded the hills and finally made their way into the small clearing in the middle of the stone. And found…

“Nothing,” Webby said, her word hanging in the quiet air. Surprise and disappointment were etched across her face as she stared at the empty clearing.

Huey, ever the Dad Friend, snapped out of his stupor first and stepped forward to lay a hand on Webby’s shoulder. “Hey, it’s okay. Maybe we made a mistake.”

“Yeah, a mistake,” Louie echoed. “It was probably George Mallardy. He almost caused our uncle’s death. Can’t really trust that guy.”

“Maybe the sword horse is still around here somewhere,” Dewey added.

Webby pressed her beak tightly together. “Yeah, you’re right! Let’s keep looking.”

They scoured the clearing for any hidden passages. Huey analyzed the map carefully, looking for any possible errors or misleads. Dewey took it upon himself to rap each and every inch of the stone hills, looking for a secret passage. Louie walked in circles around the hills, looking for any other landmarks.

After an hour had passed of searching with no luck, the group reunited in the center of the clearing, where the pine tree would be. 

“Any luck?” Huey asked grimly, already knowing in his gut what the answer would be.

Louie shook his head regretfully.

“No,” Dewey muttered, the disappointment clear on his face.

Webby rubbed her toe anxiously against the snowy ground. She opened her mouth, clearly unhappy, and then froze, surprise overtaking her features.

“Webby?” Louie asked cautiously, but she ignored him in favor of leaning down and brushing snow away from a certain spot on the ground. Her brothers stared, frozen, for a moment. But when a splash of dark green peeked out from the snow, Dewey instantly dropped down into a crouch to help her. Huey and Louie followed suit in realization, and in no time they had cleared a little patch of snow away, revealing a tiny pine tree sprout.

“Huh,” Dewey said, breaking the tentative silence that had lain between the four of them while they dug. “I did not expect this.”

“It’s only a baby,” Webby breathed.

Louie frowned. “That’s weird. Isabella Finch and George Mallardy probably came here like a century ago. How could the tree be only a sapling?”

“Maybe it got cut down and replanted,” Huey reasoned logically.

“Or maybe it’s like a phoenix,” Webby breathed, the corners of her beak turning up. “It’ll come back! 

Dewey smiled. “It already is.”

Huey stood up, and held out a hand for his siblings. “We should get back to the plane. Maybe back at home we can do more research on magical pine trees and mystical tundras.”

Webby smiled softly and pushed herself to her feet, the last out of the four of them. “I’d like that.”

She unfurled the map again, and they trekked back to the plane, a little subdued but still energetic. Despite this branch of their adventure being mostly complete, their return seemed to go by in a blink. Soon they were boarding the plane and shedding their snow gear. Dewey settled into the pilot seat and, after a moderately smooth takeoff, they were in the air.

After about a half an hour of flipping through his Junior Woodchuck Guidebook, Huey slipped out of the copilot’s chair and made his way over to Louie and Webby. Louie was scrolling through something on his phone, and Webby was reading one of the books Scrooge had given her for her birthday. Darkwing Duck was playing idly on the Sunchaser’s tenuously supported TV in the background, but neither were paying attention to it.

“Look at this,” Huey announced, sliding into the seat next to Webby and holding out his book. It was open to one of the pages about plants and fauna. Huey tapped a small paragraph in the corner with his finger, and Louie and Webby leaned in to read.

“Longer-living plants, like redwoods, go through many stages in their lives, many of which last long periods of time,” Louie read aloud. He glanced at Huey. “That’s purposefully vague. I don’t think it relates to the pine tree.”

Huey’s eyes glinted, like they always did when he got excited about a research project. “Maybe it’s purposefully vague. Either way, it’s a good starting point for an investigation!” 

He smiled. “We may uncover the mystery behind this pine tree and the unicorn just yet.”

Louie typed in a search on his phone. “Heck yeah we will. Ducks don’t back down, remember?”

Webby tucked a colorful bookmark in her book and set it on the chair beside her. “You’re right.” She pulled out her own phone and started to search too.

“This adventure is looking to be bigger than ever!!”

~

hi this is very messy n bad cause i wrote it in an hour but i also have a lot of other big projects goin on (i’m writing the script for an instaronpa!) but i don’t usually have the motivation/time to do events like these. i’m going to try to do a little bit each day, so the parts will be shorter than what i usually write, but hopefully there will be 7 of them!! what i did was i set a timer for 30 minutes and tried to do just that, but i was only halfway done so i kept going. idk if i’ll have the motivation to keep doing that though

anyway i think this is gonna be like a connected story btw. all the more pressure to finish it ahaha. i hc that in this story, they’re all a little older, like teenagers (hence why they’re on an adventure by themselves). there’s one comic where dewey really wants to learn how to fly, so i snatched that headcanon when i realized if they’re on their own, they need a pilot. i considered briefly having Launchpad fly them in and not go, but I like Dewey flying. The whole “Webby planning an adventure” shtick is a brief nod to a couple lines from my group chat fic, where Della inspires Webby to plan an adventure. Since that happens when they’re at their canon ages, this isn’t the adventure they’re talking about. it’s just my inspiration.

title is a lyric from Home by Edward Sharpe & the Magnetic Zeroes. (two for two on using secular songs I sung at camp last year for fic titles haha)

see you tomorrow for the next installment of Home is Wherever I’m With You!

@hdlwsiblingweek2020

[theadorablespderman]

Everything to love about Far From Home not in this order:

Literally seeing that opening with all our loved avengers that are no more.

Whitney Houston “I will always love you” made me cry because damnit Tony’s face was right THERE! NOT OK!

The blip footage was pretty damn funny not gonna lie.

Peter’s cute ass plan to tell MJ how he feels.

MJ’s favorite flower being a Black Dalia because of the murder. Literally a girl I can relate too. Murderinos for life sister. Idk but it just made her sooo relatable!

The fact that Brad is a kid grown up from the blip and that made him seem all the weirder for MJ.

Jealous Peter was so freaking amazing! Oh my gosh! That face he’d get. I’m a sucker for jealousy and they did it so good.

Making MJ this awesome character she was before but also obviously has this softer layer where she does have flaws and insecurities and she’s really sweet but also so badass. That was amazing.

The starting relationship between Peter and Beck. It was cute and so I was sad knowing that Beck was somehow going to be the villain.

Also let’s talk about how Beck is basically Syndrom from the incredibles.

That scene with Peter and Brad....the pure terror when he snapped that picture

Also seeing how big of a dick Brad is and how unhealthy jealous he was.

“Nick Fury” getting ghosted, showing up in Venice, tranquilising Ned (don’t touch him you monster) and then promptly highjacking Peters Summer trip.

Showing the emotional trama Peter is going through. The anxiety, the greiving. It was very reminiscent of Iron Man 3 when Tony suffers from PTSD after the battle of New York. I loved that they showed Peter reacting as any kid would, many adults too, which is to just try and forget anything happened but being faced with the reality every day. So well done.

Happy and May’s relationship. Enough said 😂😂

I feel cheated we didn’t see Mr delmore again.

Addressing all the problems the Blip/Snap created. High school aging, school, drinking ages, homelessness and housing issues. That’s just the start of it I’m sure but they covered those pretty well and I love that.

The technology that made Beck into Misterio was so well done. Instead of some frankly, kinda far fetched story that he came from an alternate earth (which I was willing to believe but felt it was a cop out in terms of plot and character) they showed the real world issues that superhero’s can create. The Enemies that have a real deep rooted hatred for hero because they’ve personally been betrayed or wronged by them. Because marvel has always made clear, everyone is not on the hero’s side.

Steeping Misterio’s powers in tech which is classing marvel but again, so brilliantly done in this movie. I loved the development. Because at first glance, half way through, I was thinking “wow this is really kinda weird and unexplained and too witchcraft for what marvel usually brings to the superpower backstory” I know it’s weird to say after everything marvel has done. But it seemed just a tad out there without being too hard to grasp. Which again was brilliantly done because that was the whole point.

The nod to Misterio’s helmet even when Beck was in the hologram suit watching everything play out. I guess it was his screen? But I loved the staple of even without his big over the top suit he still had the trademark helmet. Great costume design.

Peter’s soft gazes towards MJ. Nearly gave me a cavity they were so sweet! Ahhh sooo cute

Mr. Harrington’s marital problems nearly made me pee my pants....we all knew here in the fandom that shit like that would half to happen but my god lol

The opera scene was sooo freakin cute and that one step Peter took when he saw Brad move in was so freaking cute and hot!

MJ running after him and finding the critical peice of information to crack the case wide open. Loved it.

Betty and Ned’s Sicily sweet romance that you knew couldn’t possibly last. They really nailed the realistic high school romance. But I still ship it.

The bus scene was epic. And when Peter knocked Flash out...god it was amazing.

Mj obviously having love eyes towards Peter same as he does for her.

THE FACT THAT HE ACTUALLY BOUGHT THAT NECKLACE FOR HER OH MY GOD! I CANT GET A GUY TO TEXT ME BACJ LET ALONE BUY A NECKLACE LIKE THAT WHICH PROBABALY COST A GOOD CHUNK OF CHANGE IT WAS SO FREAKING AMAZING AND CUTE AND TOUCHING.

All the iron man images got me feeling depressed as hell

“are you being serious because I was only like 67% sure?” That was amazing. Seeing MJ get so excited and trying to keep that hidden was awesome

The fact that she was so pleased with herself but also played it hella cool when Ned walked in and she said she figured it out. Literally that is me.

The shirtless Peter trope that we all wanted and freaking got! So freaking cute how she tried to peak at his abs. Like understandable girl.

The fucking illusions. Turning our sweet trusting Peter into a ball of mess. I was too.

God when he had to tell himself it wasn’t real but it still totally feels like it is.

Him trying to save MJ when she’s “thrown off the Eiffel Tower���

Every traumatizing thing Beck shows and tells him during the illusion. So shitty.

Seeing Tony’s grave, seeing iron man come out. That was awful and we all felt it in the movie because we’ve lost him too. We could FEEL that slap same as Peter.

Beck telling Peter that Tony’s death was his fault. I was abouta hurl myself at the movie screen.

Every illusion done in a way that just when you think it’s over, it’s never stopped. You forget what’s real and you feel trapped in it same as Peter does.

WHEN HE GETS HIT BY THE TRAIN!!!!!!!!!! Nearly had a damn heart attack!!!! My mom had to look over and ask if I was ok because I literally stopped breathing for a solid 30 seconds.

Showing gradually just how insane and evil Misterio was.

HAPPY BEING CONCERNED FOR PETER! LIKE SINCERELY AND HONESTLY CONCERNED! It’s good to know he’s got Happy to take care of him and May but that Peter still has a father type figure he can count on after Tony. Because you know Tony wouldn’t have put up with any of that getting hit by a train shit.

Also where the hell was Karen? We missed her. We got Edith but Karen wouldn’t have let Misterio take her over. WHERE WAS KAREN!!

Peter crying and needing to know Happy was real. Broke me heart

That hug between them was so sweet and you can see the concern on Happy’s face

Happy and Peter opening up to each other was so awesome considering their relationship in Homecoming.

ALL THE TONY and PETER PARRELLS! All of them!!!!!!!!! Not the people saying “Spider-Man’s the next Ironman” no the actual hints and glimpses at how similar him and tony actually are. The hologram gauntlet shot, a straight parallel to Iron Man when Tony is building his first real suit. Obviously “Back in Black” by Led Zeplen (formally known as AC/DC) playing. Another obvious hint toward Tony. The Stark sunglasses. Peter falling with the parachute and it literally looks like Ironman with his jet stream behind him from a distance. There’s so much more I’ll do a whole other post on.

Of course: “I love Led Zeplin!” Hahaha it’s such a kid thing to say! I’ve said it before I knew the big differences between AC/DC and Led Zeplin. It was so freaking perfect.

Peter making his suit and Happy’s face. Bittersweet and I live for the affection he holds for Peter now.

The Netherlands Holding cell...must I say more?

Brad’s downfall and MJs amazing comment about him taking pictures of people in the bathroom. Ep-ic. Even flash was like “bro that’s so weird”

Mr. witchcraft was hilarious and I loved his aside with Brad “I’m gonna be the cool teacher and tell you you can’t do that anymore.”

Flash is definately Gay or Bi and I’m so here for it. That wink he makes to Peter proves it.

All the near death truths in the vault of the tower.

MJ BADDASS COMES SWINGING WITH THE MACE AND IT WAS LEGINDARY OH MY GOD! YES GIRL! She’s my idol I love her so much.

Peter and his “Peter Tingle” And while we’re on the subject the banana he gets to the face while packing.

Important. His amazing skills at the end trusting his instincts (which is great because May says in regards to MJ, but it applies to this too) May tells Peter to trust his instincts and don’t think too much. And that’s what he does when he defeats Beck.

The bad ass “you can’t fool me anymore” after redirecting the gun away from his head at the end. Literally was so intense and well done.

Peter and MJ’s kisses! I loved how awkward it was at first and the slightly less awkward one. They really accurately captured the awkwardness of teenagers in love. Like that’s what it’s like guys.

Show me MJ’s parents you cowards, or show me something. Anything. I just want to know the nature of the situation.

Ned and Betty’s breakup. So funny and honestly not surprising at all. But still I ship them.

The hand hold. So cute.

May and Peter still being the cutest aunt and nephew duo there ever was.

I totally thought Peter was going to end with telling the world he was spiderman....BUT SOME OTHER ASSHOLES DID IT FOR HIM AND MADE HIM INTO A VILLAN AND IM PISSED. LOOKING AT YOU MR JAMESON YOU PEICE OF SHIT.

The movie ended and I have no idea what’s next.

Mid credit of MJ swinging through New York. Home girl doesn’t like and neither do I. Looks full on terrifying we don’t blame you hun.

After credit where the skrulls have been playing Maria and Nick fury for the whole movie. Honestly it made more sense because Nick fury seemed just a bit off. ALSO WHERE IS THE REAL NICK FURY at and I’m so psyched to see where this new movies are gonna go!

Alright that all for now folks!!!! Everything about the movie was great!!! I will have to watch again ad see if anything more pops up. Sorry for any spelling errors I’m on my phone.

[mellowheartthecat]

TF2 Mercs as Pokemon Villans

Idea: the mercs but as pokemon villians. Yeah I’m just combining both of my hyperfixations. Obviously not all of them will be a perfect fit but i did my best.

More under the cut.

Heavy as Giovanni from Red and Blue -This man is rather smart and obviously pretty deadly, so it wouldn’t be hard for him to get to the top of a mafia. I feel like in this au he’d only be in it to support his family. -Wears Giovanni’s outfit from LGPE Engie as Maxie from Ruby and Sapphire -Besides the whole hating water thing this is a pretty good fit. They’re both nerds and make machines. -His goggles would have the mega stone thing embedded in the right side of them. His overalls would have Team Magma M on the front side of the straps. His belt would be yellow, and on his arms he’d have those turtleneck sleeves that go down to his wrists. He’d still have the gunslinger as his right hand, covered by a red glove. Soldier as Archie from Ruby and Sapphire -Himbos. -“More water.” “But why?” “MORE WATER, MAGGOTS!” -He’d keep his helmet, have Archie’s anchor necklace, and his battle clothes would be blue and waterproof. Sniper as Cyrus from Pokemon Diamond and Pearl -I believe that Sniper didn’t have many friends (if any) growing up and it’s already cannon that Cyrus didn’t have any friends growing up. The only thing similar to a friend he had was a rotom, and once that one left, he came to the conclusion that emotions are bad and he became the bad guy. The only real problem is that Sniper isn’t a nerd, so he’d probably be one in this au. He’d still be an outdoorsman, but he’d have some cool machines too. -Would keep his hat and glasses. His vest would be swapped out with Cyrus’. His battle uniform would be white with the sleeves being black. Pants are also black. Everything I didn’t mention would stay the same. Spy as Ghetsis from Black and White -Imo I kinda feel bad for putting him as that psychotic bush hair motherfucker, but he was the only one that could possibly fill this role. Obviously in this au he wouldn’t be as psychotic as the actual Ghetsis but he still wants to conquer the Unova region. -He’d keep his ski mask and suit, but would also have Ghetsis’ circus tent pattern as a cloak that he drapes over his right shoulder. -For his B2W2 design he’d change out the cloak for a black one. Medic as Colress from Black 2 and White 2 -This honestly was the easiest one. I mean seriously, go over to bulbapedia and search up this guy’s lines. He pretty much acts exactly like Medic. In this au medic would be more interested in operating on pokemon than humans. -He’d keep his gloves, coat, and boots. His hair would stay the same except for the addition of Colress’ signature internet explorer swirl. He’d have Colress’ clothes underneath the coat (you know, the black with the blue lines). Pyro as Lysandre from X and Y -Put down your pitchforks, let me explain. Lysandre thought he was helping the earth and pokemon by attempting to commit a genocide. Who else also thinks they’re helping? Pyro. So yeah. -The parts that’d normally be red on his normal uniform would be black, and the normally black parts would be orange, with the exception of his gloves, which would stay black. The yellow on his gloves would be orange Scout as Guzma from Sun and Moon -Honestly this is a really good fit. If you really think that Scout wouldn’t be the guy that beats you down and beats you down and never lets up, then you don’t really know scout very well. -He’d have Guzma’s jacket and a white shirt underneath, as well as a belt and scout’s usual pants Demo as Faba from Pokemon Sun and Moon.

-I was runnin out of options at this point and there was no way that he could be Lusamine, and I don’t acknowledge SS’s existence. So Faba it was. I mean, he’s got plenty of knowledge about bombs, so him being a nerd isn’t too much of a stretch. He definitely wouldn’t have Faba’s ego, so he’d be more liked around the Aether foundation.

-Would have Faba’s, um, ‘glasses’, but they would be black instead of lime green. Would have Faba’s lab coat, but it wouldn’t have a collar. On top of that would be Demo’s bulky vest. He’d also have Faba’s gauntlets, but they’d be black instead of lime green. No gloves, white pants, and his usual boots.

More info in tags

[mellifluousoctopus]

Rewatching all the Halloween towns reactions

Halloween Town

strange man comes up to you and gives you candy? from his ear? and you you trust him completely? and actually want the candy? huh?

why does this movie feel so disconjointed? but make sense?

Zombie elvis?

how did this mans know marnie’s name?

we’ll fly it out then flys it in a circle

if halloweentown is a town why is it local government building called cityhall

how come dylan never showed signs like marnie and sophie of magic

does sexism exist in halloween town? I mean it was ruled by a matriarchal family of witches for a very long while

yEaH BAbY

yes let me just  sit alone in a sweatbox while children just walk around me and i will not say anything

the betrayal on this mans face as he gets punked

why do villans openly believe themselves evil I dont get it especialyy when they think they are doing right?

Halloween Town II: Kalabar’s Revenge

*bouncey music as i describe actual life or death situations*

i cant tell if the costumes got better or worse

look at that dinosaur of a computer and chatroom

*angrily chops lemons* 

cindy is a mood

marnie’s relationship with her mom is a mood

*flirts with showing a guy my grandmother’s room*

why did they link the town with a giant decoration thats in the center of town? who thought this was a good idea

a spell that turns you to a normie is kinda scary

why is he so monotone?

was merlin a cromwell

dylan doesnt know what a amphibian is? out of character

elevator music fitting yet jarring

i wonderif there are any matching socks just by sheer probability

hackers? offline? update? whats with the intentional computer references

WHAT ARE you doing in my swamp

baby cockroach

its a plot block but what about aggies friend (glorck?) sats he’d sell his junk

cindy is no longer a mood

marnie darling he clearly is in emotional distress whyare you playing around

instead of playing cool gwen decides to openly shout at her daugther to not do magic

oh god its a family of science nerds

the magic of french

why are they counting down til midnight for halloween

“you can do it”, yeah thats well established why was she doubting herself at all

maybe you could use another spell to hellp your mother idk two witches and a warlock seems like you could brain storm a bit

IM reALLY THiRSTY

are warlocks/witches/sorcerers/etc considered human they are the most human looking

what! are! the! rules! of! magic! 

why is kal just chillin that spell didn’t turn ALL humans

lemme just glow real quick

...why did they explain it this way.

why did dylan decide to use magic during his 13th birthday if he didnt want magic 

nice credits song

Halloweentown High

Knights??? Aggie made it sound like they chose to do it out of choice why didn’t Marnie know about them, why wasn't Aggie 

what is the counsel?

are they a clan or a coven?

why does everybody have the hots for the mom?

Marnie is at level one but has bent space and time before??

Aggie is Ms. Frizzle

I forgot that Ryan from HSM was in the Movie omg als o is that Chelsea?

what happened to the cloth bag

CANADA

2! red berets!!

Small school but its larger than my large school

Is chemistry different for witches??

SCIENCE 101

imagine having your first day of school having a strange teavher who makes a parrot and then gets chided by a student as if the student is in charge

I think marnie actually just wants to experience life in Halloweentown seeign as she has no plans to introduce humans to halloweentown

where are the Head phones

marnie you narcissist

I remember this scene! (marnie hitting the bag)

Aggie x DiVinci is my new otp

oh? what is the legality of catching a ball with your mouth

considering women couldnt be actors and plays were signs of indecency Aggie was an absolute legend. 

(trans aggie???? :))

Aggie x Divinci x Shakespeare

yells secret stuff out in a busy mall

whys this dude where chainmail at the mall if this was 2020 id see it but...

matching black and white stripes

so im confusion about what constitutes as human

Marnie’s room in a whole different section of the house than the last movie

does ever school have the same hallway tile

hes ugly in two worlds lol mood

a witches training ends at 13 so really why is cassie going to marnie she knows so much more than marnie

there is no way this gym is that quiet

WHAT CONSTITUTES AS HUMAN

this is legit trying to be Sabrina the Teenage Witch which is weird because they were own by the same company at the time

And the twist is...unsurprising

the mirror has a popsocket

how? did? a? child? lose? an? ear? in? Gym? 

i dont understand why people hated the walk through if people watch those walk through doll villages during Christmas and like then theyll like the Halloween version

theres just a spell to take magic? and he can just take it without any witnesses?

He steals aggie’s and marnie’s but not sophie’s, Dylan’s or mom’s thats not very smart

fucking food boy has magic, not cromwell magic but hes got it and has been done with his trainng for at least 3 years why doesnt he use it

how can you use a spell with no magic 

[thelittlemissfortune]

Someone said Knightley for the char meme soooooo Simon 🤡🙊🙈🙉

Of course!! Do not separate Them

Favorite thing about them

I’ve always loved complex villains with sympathetic aspects and Simon is such a good example of one. He’s been through so many awful things since childhood just due to bad luck and corrupt adults, I love how Edgeworth even says this, that he’s a victim of corruption. 

I adore how Simon is written, you get such a clear idea of his character, his motivations, how he came to be how he is. I find it extremely impressive and he’s my favourite ace attorney character arc. He’s sympathetic and understandable, while also being pretty damn awful and I love it a lot! I love villans. His reveal absolutely blindsided me but it was explained so well and tied into the cases so effectively that it felt perfect.

Least favorite thing about them

Hey Simon, why do you have to make me draw a clown? Also please don’t get your bf killed :(

favorite line

I can’t remember any specifics (don’t have screenshots yet!) but the line where he talks about being too frightened to sleep, frightened every minute of every day, every day of the year, just oof! That hurts! The poor kid! On a different note I also adore all his dialogue in the second case where he’s acting as Baby as possible and lying through his teeth. 

brOTP

Once again I can nooot imagine this guy having many friends, even less so than Knightley. He just can’t view people with anything but distrust or as people to be controlled. Idk how realistic this is but I do like the idea of him being friends with Money and Regina. I imagine that primarily he likes controlling them, and would think Regina is stupid and niave, but is also protective of them (mostly considering all the gross 20+ men trying to hit on 16 year old Regina. Simon may be a murderer but gross. Reaffirms to him how awful humanity is). 

OTP

Manosouta <3 <3 it’s a little harder thinking of how exactly Simon thinks of the relationship considering everything, but I imagine before he remembered the Event (2 years before canon imo) he did really like him, probably idolised him to an extent as the only person he can trust, which made the betrayal so much worse when he remembered. 

nOTP

With anyone but knightley lol

random headcanon

He’s nonbinary! Cool with whatever pronouns. When he realises his gender and starts experimenting with different styles of dress/presentation it feels very freeing to at least have something he’s in control of.

He remembered the kidnapping event 2 years before the game. He had a massive breakdown. He refused to tell Knightley what was happening and tried to keep his distance from him. Unfortunately, this was shortly before Knightley was due for a long important trip to Zheng Fa to start working for the president, Simon insisted he go, don’t mind him. The distance from Knightley allowed him fixate on what he’d remembered and start plotting revenge. Maybe if he’d been there they could have worked things out, maybe not. SImon joined the circus so he’d have some distance from Knightley (they’d been living together) and so he’d have more general independence.

I struggle to begin with diagnosing him but he 100% fits all the criteria for PTSD, I’m confident on that. 

Unpopular opinion

From what I’d seen people tend to think he remembered Knightley’s kidnapping incident fairly early on. I’m in the 2 years before game camp.

Song i associate with them

This playlist is mostly Simon songs!

favorite picture of them

Look at him. He’s struggling so much. Bet your regretting making Knightley do any heavy lifting ever huh?

Off he goes!

[gouthepro]

Alright, how about Momojiro, Izuocha, and Bakumina for the BNHA ships?

👍 Got it! so

Momojiro: is actually one of my BNHA OTPs! I thought the way they helped eachother out in the anime is really cute like at the USJ and when everyone was asking Jiro to sing/create a band for the school festival Yaoyorozu tried to stop everyone from pressuring Jiro. Their personalities and the way they go about things are really different like at the USJ villain attack when Kaminari said he wasn't able to fight or he'd hurt them (Yaoyorozu and Jiro) as well as the villans, Yaoyorozu began storing up her power so she could create an electric resistant blanket so Kaminari could help out while Jiro just kicked Kaminari into a villan to force him to use his quirk. However I think this just makes the ship even better since if their personalities and the way they do things were the same the ship would be boring.

Izuocha: well I've never given this ship much thought before since I ship both of them with other people but it's actually a cute ship! I really like the way Midoriya inspires Uraraka to the point where in difficult situations she thinks "What would Deku do?". Another thing about this ship that I like is the way the nickname Deku was always just an insult from Bakugo until Uraraka got confused and thought Deku was Midoriya's actual name and told him it sounded like a word that meant "You can do it!" quickly changing Midoriya's perspective on the name, he even chose it as his hero name! Something else I think I should mention is the development in their friendship as the series goes on, at first Midoriya could barely get a word out while speaking to Uraraka due to his awkwardness but as the series went on they became proper friends and talk all the time! (yes actually talk, Midoriya gets over his awkwardness even though it occasionally comes back)

Bakumina: so I never realised this was a ship but it's pretty cool! Ashido is a member of the Bakusquad which is literally a group of the only people in class 1-A that Bakugo actually likes! So that in itself is a reason this is a good ship. There isn't much cannon content for this ship (unlike the ships above where there's heaps!) so I don't really have much to say here. One thing I will say though is although this ship seems to be a rare pair and there isn't much cannon content, just like all rare pairs it's worth thinking about before you completely disregard it since you might be missing out on a good ship!

[queenl712]

Secret admirer part 1/? (Please be gentle this is the first time I ever tried to write a fanfic, if anyone likes it I'll write a part 2😅)

You were walking home from work like you usually do,you worked in bakugo's hero agency. When you reached in your purse for your phone only to realize that you didn't have it.

Y/n: shit, shit. *You ran back to work with lucky you hadn't made if very far before realising you left your phone back on your desk at work, it was 10:30pm and you ran for the closing elevator just in time , panting with your hands on your upper thighs only to look up and see crimson eyes you gasp before stumbling back hitting your head in the elevator door

Yn: oh bakugo you scared me , working late again?

You and bakugo have known eachother for since middle school when you broke down his walls if his so called bad guy arua which couldn't be more wrong because he was actually a really sweet guy with a bad temper ever now and then. You to were practically inseperable since then until your third year of UA when the villan dabi had attacked UA with the league and kidnapped you along with some other students for your quirks primary attack quirks and you were on your way to becoming a prod hero but unfortunately after the torture for resisting to cooperate with the league you were terrified of using your quirk which was a like a element bender as you could bend air, water and earth and you would have mastered fire if not for the kidnapping because now you refused to even use it anymore. When aizwa and fat gum had saved the kidnapped students you were not at your best state seeing as you were tramuatized and would not use your quirk so now you worked as a event planner and was recently hired by bakugo to plan a gala for his hero agency as he was named number one hero, something he was aiming for since middle school . After the incident 6 years ago you left UA and enrolled in a normal highschool and eventually became a event planner but on the down side you eventually stoped contact with bakugo your long time close friend only reunited because of the gala you were supposed to plan .

Bakugo: tch "of course I'm working late dumbass I'm the number one pro hero remember" he said in a teasing voice looking down at you.

Yn: pfff- "still as charming as ever I see" you nudged him in his side earning a chuckle from the hero who was a good two heads taller than you now.

Bakugo: "let me guess you forgot something as usual" he said with his arms crossed

Yn: you puffed out your cheeks pouting at him while leaning on the elevator wall along with him "must you tease me while I'm so miserably tired usually I'd take you own buuuuutttttt my bed is calling me , and yes (╥﹏╥) I forgot my phone"

Bakugo: he smirked with a teasing tone "well it's not my fault you don't take a break from what I heard you've been working non stop why not take a break and visit me instead hmm"

Yn:"hmm don't know wouldn't sir hero be busy ?"

Bakugo: " I'd always make time for you sparks" he winked

Yn: "wow I haven't heard that name in so long" you laughed

You had been given that name on trip to the shrine on new years night when you accidentally set off the fire works at the entrance while trying to stay warm using your quirk to start a little fire.

The elevator opens

Bakugo: "well what it gonna be dinner with the number one pro hero or waste away by yourself sparks" he got off on your floor walking to your office you temporarily have for planning, you open the door and got your phone out your desk.

Yn: hmm it's pretty late and like I said boom boom guy im terribly tired so maybe some other time" you yawn

Bakugo: "hmm how about tomorrow?" He pulls out his phone for you to give him your number. "So you don't disappear like last time" he eyes you suspiciously.

Yn: you took his phone typing your number in " yeah yeah I won't disappear I was just busy last week" you srugged. " Tomorrow's fine but I won't be available until 9 I got to handle a girl's sweet sixteen and she's really picky and Im not exaggerating it's really bad she's such a brat but I just have to go along with it" you pinched the bridge of your nose and sighed

You and bakugo walk out his hero agency catching up a little

Bakugo:"you want a ride home?" He gestured to his car.

Yn:hmmm sure its just a few blocks from here I recently moved into a apartment for the while being " you got in the car

You and bakugo were in his car anlong with an awkward silence.

Bakugo's pov

It was middle school and everyone kept saying he could never be a hero more like a villan who'd what to be saved my someone like him which actually made him sad but he put up a wall so he couldn't get hurt until on day he met you, you were standing up for him

Yn: hey leave bakugo alone he'd make a great hero he can even be number 1 and I'd like to be saved my him rather than any of you jerks " you huffed and crossed your arms , intimidating mode on , glaring at them "hero's are supposed to make people feel safe and good and non of you are being anything like a hero for bringing down someone who isn't bad at all ,I won't come down to your level by saying you guys won't be good heros so just stop treating him like that" you said while activating your quirk moving water from the sink and hovering it above their heads. "Scram" you said while giving them a death glare.

Bakugo blinked thinking; what in the world why did she do that for me. Still staring at you in awe.you looked back at him which for some reason made his heart skip a beat.

Yn: "you okay?" Deactivating your quirk. "Don't take what they say to heart they just need someone to teach them a lesson" you said while cracking your nuckles . He noticed you had a bruise on your cheek

Bakugo: "what happened to your face?" He stepped closer to touch your cheek before he realized and stepped back with his face flushed red.

Yn: "got in a fight with a highscholler" you said nonchalantly

Bakugo looked at you and grabbed you wrist to drag you to the nurses office still trying to process how pretty he thought you were even if everyone thought you looked to boyish for a girl. You sat down in a chair and he stared wiping you bruise with a wet cloth .

Bakugo: " why did you do that for me earlier?" You looked at him

Yn: "become I think you're really cool and your quirk makes it 10 times better I still can't control fire and when those brats said those things about you I lost it" you said with your eyes sparking making bakugo's face turn red why he didn't quite understand.

Bakugo: "I'm convinced you never had it to begin with I mean who fights a highscholler and defends a kid they don't even know" you smiled making him gulp and blush again .

Yn: " those highschollers deserved it they were talking bull about my all might " you said while hitting your chest proudly "I did a good job two I gave one a bloody nose and the other a black eye not to mention soaked both " you said holding your stomach laughing.

Bakugo didn't know what to think you were pretty,fiesty,funny,caring and most of all were a all might fan to. He raised an eyebrow and said "what which punk talked shit about my favourite hero" now laughing to.

You two were practically inseperable now in UA and bakugo finally understood why he always felt so needy and possesive when he was around you he liked you but didn't know how to tell you and he was worried you didn't feel the same way so he didn't say anything in hopes you could keep your friendship . You both met and had a lot of other friends at UA now from kirishima,kaminari,sero,Ida,todoroki,mydoriya,shinso,ureraka,mineta,jiro and momo . It was his 3rd teary at UA new term now starting when UA was attacked by the league and a strong villan dabi and to his horror many of his friends were kidnapped and even worse you. Bakugo was hurting and a whole month had passed when fat gum and aizwa had rescued his friends and you from the league but when he finally got to see you his heart dropped. You were frantic clinging to fat gum who you had interned for begging him to get you out of here and when he tried to see you , you refused contact with anyone including him your longtime friend,he knew something had to have happened but he couldn't contact you he found out you had left to live with your grandmother and dropped out of UA when he tried to find out what happened fat gum had explained that you were tortured and wanted nothing to do with hero work anymore and that it would be better if he didn't see you.............he loved you and as much as he wanted to respect your decision he had to see you it had been a year until he found you and he was shocked . You had grown out your hear and he was a small time party planner,you looked happier and he over heard someone asking you about UA and if you had friends there then you said I don't like to talk about that and don't plan on doing it again in a serious tone and his heart sunk realising you probably didn't want to see him so just like that he went back home and worked hard to become what you thought he could be even tho he never spoke to you not ever letting you see his presence ,he was watching over you.

It had been 4 years when he became the number one pro hero and fat gum decided to plan his gala and surprised him with you planning it you had longer hair got a little taller and had the aura of a business woman with your black pencil skirt,purple blouse,black heals,long free hair and lip gloss along with your tablet in your left hand and that warm smile he loved ,over the years he'd always leave letters for you from a secret admirer so you wouldn't be reminded of what you wanted to forget tho he hadn't personally seen you In 4 years you looked absolutely stunning he talked to you for a bit trying to catch up but before he could ask to hang out you vanished. He had been leaving work on the way down to the first floor on the elevator when he saw you running for it and decided to go back up with you ,he wondered if you found anyone you liked and he missed you so he invited you to dinner tomorrow.

Back to the story ..😊

Bakugo broke the silence "so where do you wanna eat tomorrow" he said with a slight blush to his face .

Yn: "hmm don't know maybe some pizza like the old days" you said playfully thinking he'd say no

Bakugo: "okay do you wanna come over to my place or me to yours" he said already calling it that you thought he'd say no ,he smirked at you.

Yn: you really still can read me like a book huh?" Side glancing at him with a smile that had him week

Bakugo was red from the smell of your perfume and what smelled like lavender which he assumed it was your shampoo you had reached to your apartment building about to go in the building before he stopped you by grabbing your wrist slightly tugging you back, you looked at him confused seeing a slight pink on his face.

Bakugo: "you never answered yours or mines" pulling you in for a hug like old times he felt you hug him back and burry your face in the crook of his neck which had him giddy.

Yn: "hmm how bout mines boob boob man" smiling up at him ,his arms still wrapped around you ,your heart beat was already to fast and if possible it sped up even faster when he pulled you back into a hug holding you closer ,you blushed with your ears red as he pulled away .

Bakugo: "night sparks" he winked at you

You made your way to your apartment completely red ,you always loved bakugo and it hurt not to see him over the years but you didn't want him to see you weak and now you missed him even more you couldn't believe your feelings hadn't subsided over 6 damn years . You got ready for bed dreading the party you had to make sure was 'glitery perfect' as the 15 year old described just thinking about it gave you a migraine but atg the same time you couldn't wait for tomorrow to see bakugo. Your secret admirer hadn't been active for a while now but for some reason you couldn't help but miss him too .

You went to sleep

[deathfrisbeeinthetardis]

demon shane wearing villanous women clothing to feel more powerful because: 'HAVE YOU SEEN HOW COOL THEY ARE?? GO GIRL' and like his immediate support for rory and shit. also i feel like he would dress like a greek godess to fuck people up

Yes. YUS. Just imagine that when he’s not with Ryan doing his demony demon things, making deals or just messing with douchebags, he’d don these beautifully elaborate dresses or gowns that still allow him to move around freely, because they look cool damn it. 

Bonus points if said baddie he’s fucking with is prejudiced against women or the queer community

And imagine the wonderful conversation that would ensue when Ryan accidentally see’s Shane while he’s doing business. He’d have to struggle with the realization that his friend/crush is a demon and also one that likes to dress like women, and maybe seeing Shane in those flowy garments stirs something in him too.

Ah now I can’t stop thinking about Shane dressing like that, and it’s bringing me back to this fic that features human Shane in a victorian dress :D

[duhragonball]

Dragon Ball Z 143

One of my favorite things from the dub is when Cell uses the Kamehameha for the first time, and Dameon Clarke makes the second “me” syllable as creepy as possible.   Doesn’t really happen that way in the Japanese version, but it’s still cool.

Anyway, Piccolo manages to dodge the blast easily enough, but Cell gets the drop on him and grabs him from behind.    I’m kind of wondering if that wasn’t the point all along.   Cell already used the Special Beam Cannon and got nowhere with it, so it makes sense that his Kamehameha was only a feint.  

Also what is up with Cell’s feet?   They look enormous.

Cell tries to impale Piccolo with his tail, but Piccolo manages to twist so that it hits his arm instead.   Cell doesn’t seem to mind, since Piccolo won’t be able to escape.  

Back at Kame House, there’s a news bulletin about the armed forces being sent in to deal with the crisis in Gingertown.   The town is referred to as a suburb of West City, which seems odd to me.   If it’s so close, why didn’t Cell just start his killing spree in the metropolitan area? 

Suffice to say, the tanks are only a minor annoyance to Cell, who defeats them all, even while holding Piccolo with most of his limbs.   Would it surprise you to learn that the tanks were all filler?

And the pain of getting his arm consumed is pretty intense.    For a moment, we see Kami screaming too.   

Piccolo manages to bonk Cell with the back of his head to free himself, but his left arm has been reduced to a withered husk.    Cell points out that he can’t possibly win or escape in this condition, and Piccolo concedes defeat.

But Piccolo’s last request is to know what this creature is, and Cell decides to oblige him, since he’s going to kill him soon anyway.    Okay, so here we go.   First, his name’s Cell, and he was created by Dr. Gero, just like the Androids.   

Here again, this is where the Androids/Cyborgs/Jinzoningen thing falls apart.    Some of Gero’s creations are androids and some of them are cyborgs, but Cell is clearly neither, nor do I thin the label “Artificial Human” really applies.

Cell was part of a separate project in which Dr. Gero was trying to use the DNA of the most powerful warriors on Earth to create his own fighter.  So I’m pretty sure that makes Cell purely biological.   He’s more of a genetics experiment, much like how Serpentor from G.I. Joe was created using the genes of history’s greatest leaders, villans, and tyrants, and also Sergeant Slaughter.  

Unlike Serpentor, though, Gero’s concept took far too long to produce, so he programmed a supercomputer to complete the work in his absence.  

“To hell with this.”  -- Dr. Gero, apparently.

What I’m not so clear on was whether Gero intended for the computer to keep working on this as a backup plan, or if he just neglected to shut it down.   Either way, the computer kept working on Cell, even after Dr. Gero’s death. 

So whose cells were used in the process?   It depends on which version you watch.  The Funimation dub just went nuts and went with Nappa, Gohan, Piccolo, Goku, Vegeta, Frieza, and “others”.   I’m pretty sure this was only because the montage that played during this scene showed Nappa and Gohan in the flashback.    As for the “others”, we see Cell use different techniques later in the story, so maybe Funimation just decided that it made sense.   

However, in the Japanese version, and in the manga, Cell states only Piccolo, Goku, Vegeta, Frieza and King Cold were used in his design.  

Cell also mentions that Trunks might have been sampled as well, but the computer decided there was no need for additional Saiyan DNA.   This all looks like a continuity gaffe to me, since Cell is supposed to be from the timeline where Goku killed Frieza and his father, but I’m getting ahead of myself. 

Piccolo asks how the samples were harvested without anyone knowing, and Cell explains that it was a tiny spy robot that would have gone unnoticed.   I’m not sure if this is the same robot that Gero mentioned back in Episode 127.

That machine only observed Goku and the others in battle, and recorded relevant data.   This other one apparently scrapes small tissue samples as directed by Gero’s computer.   Piccolo destroys it as soon as Cell points it out, but that won’t change anything.

Because Cell, the one standing here now, is from the future, when the computer has already completed the work.     I think Cell’s math is off here.   He came back from the year Age 788 to 763, and it’s 767 now.   So it’ll be 21 years before he’s completed, not 24.  

In any case, Piccolo’s actions can only interfere with the computer’s work in this timeline.   He points out that Gero’s laboratory was already destroyed (back in Episode 134).    Cell says that the computer was in the basement, so it doesn’t matter.  

Piccolo asks why he waited so long to make his move.   Remember, Cell arrived in the time machine four years ago.   Cell explains that he couldn’t fit in the time machine as he is now, so he had to revert to an egg.    When he arrived in the past, he hatched, left the time machine, and burrowed underground to wait until he was re-matured.  

So why’d he come back in time?    Cell explains that his goal is to achieve his perfect form, and the computer told him that he could grow stronger by consuming humans, but he would only attain perfection by absorbing two specific targets: Androids 17 and 18.   However, when Cell awoke in Age 788, 17 and 18 no longer existed.   

Fortunately for Cell, Trunks had a time machine, so he just killed him, and used it to go into the past.  

Cell’s destination in the time machine always confused me.   Why go back to Age 763 specifically?   In all versions of this story, Cell claims that the controls were already set, so all he did was start it.  But that makes no sense, because why would Trunks want to go back to Age 763?   If he visited the Z-Fighters in that year, they wouldn’t know who he was.   Piccolo assume that this Future-Future Trunks must have beaten the androids in his own era, and he must have been planning to travel back in time to tell the Z-Fighters of this timeline the good news.   But that only makes sense if he planned to travel to this year, Age 767.  

I’m thinking Cell must have at least dialed the date back a few years, because he knew that he’d need time to mature into his adult form before hunting down the Androids.    If he had gone directly to Age 767, it would be Age 771 before he could start looking for the androids, and that might be too late.  But Cell apparently knows that 17 and 18 were activated in 767, so he knew that if he had a four-year head start, he could be ready to find them before anyone else could have a chance to destroy them.  

Cell also adds that the computer told him that his perfect form would be invincible.   Piccolo asks him why that should matter to Cell.   What does he need all that power for?    In the dub, he pointed out that Cell was already the strongest being in his own era, especially since he killed Trunks.  

But Cell, like the androids, is basically a creature who does what he’s told.    The computer designed him to achieve his perfect form, and that’s what he’s going to do.    It also doesn’t hurt that he was based upon warriors who craved greater strength.    So this could be a matter of instinct for Cell.   Either way, he can’t be satisfied until he’s perfect.  

With that answered, Cell figures it’s time to finish Piccolo off...

But then Piccolo just rips off his bad arm and sprouts a new one.   

Turns out Piccolo was just feigning surrender in the hopes of getting Cell to tell his story.    And Piccolo might have needed time to regenerate his arm, although he’s been pretty speedy about this in the past.  

He also mocks Cell for falling for that trick.    If he’s based on Piccolo’s cells, then shouldn’t Cell be aware of that ability?   My guess is that Cell was too high on his apparent victory that he didn’t bother to question Piccolo’s willingness to surrender.    In Cell’s mind, surrender was the only logical thing to do, so it never occurred to him that Piccolo might resort to deception.   

It’s also possible that Cell genuinely didn’t know about this.   Gero knew all sorts of things about the Z-Fighters, because he’s studied the data from his spy robots.    Some, if not all of that information, was programmed into 16, 17, 18, and 19.   They all know what senzu beans are, for example, so they probably know about Piccolo growing back his arm during fights with Goku and Raditz.   However, Cell may not have been given access to those files.  He seems to know a great deal, and he knows Piccolo’s tecniques, but he may have learned the Special Beam Cannon through instinct.   Powers like Namekian regeneration may not have been explained to him by Gero’s computer.   

In any event, the fight is back on, and now Cell doesn’t have the shroud of mystery to compensate for Piccolo’s power advantage.