#Merry Christmas with League Boys

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heartsteel christmas dinner 👉👈 who brings what? i can picture Sett staying in the kitchen to prepare ham/turkey 🥰🥰

✖ Heartsteel Celebrating Christmas with You ✖

✖ Word Count: 1.1k

✖ Tags: Established R/S

✖ A/N: You host a Xmas party with your partner uwu (posting this early so maybe if you guys like this I’ll write another quick one for the afterparty and gift opening?)

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Sett was the best person to celebrate with. Mama taught him well, he was there early in the morning, hells, he stayed over the night before. Up before the sun even rose, the two of you spent time lovingly together in the kitchen. Waking up early with Sett kissing the tip of your nose and carrying you to the toilet to freshen up. Trying to keep you awake as he holds your hand and leads you to the kitchen right after. Cooking up a mad delicious Christmas dinner, baking cookies and frosting them together, laughing as he held you close, face nuzzling into the crook of your neck, giggling together as frosting gets on his nose and his ears twitch in frustration. It was cold out, but with the oven heated up, his arms around your body and the two of you in sweaters Sett’s mom knitted. Maybe winter was even warmer than summer sometimes.

Kayn was a surprisingly thoughtful guy. He knows he can’t cook, he knows he can’t do any cute little handicrafts, he knows his limits. So he does what he does best, help out however he can. Sneaking into stores and buy whatever things you need last minute. Almost a challenge to him finding somewhere selling Christmas Cake and Turkey the day of and somehow still making it to the party early. Staying by your side and trying his best to do exactly as he’s told, you need dishes washed? Its your Christmas gift today, he’s on it. You need someone to decorate the tree? Easy, Rhaast is a surprisingly good at hanging ornaments on trees. You need motivation? Kayn has it covered. A cheeky smile, a soft kiss, loving words of support. He is there. (Hide the presents though, the one thing he doesn’t have is too much self control, Rhaast wants to know, Rhaast has to know, Rhaast found his gift hidden in the locked closet-)

K'Sante straight up tells you to take it easy today. He has friends and connections. You two have a private reservation to the best dinner spot at the roof of an expensive hotel. Sure having a Christmas party at home is sweet and humble but you’re his precious lover! And there was other opportunities to enjoy a warm homely holiday dinner together after you two get married. He was making sure you enjoyed all the glitz and glamor now, friends and family around the two of you, soft music playing in the background as the hotel staff handle all the food and drinks. He holds you close as the two of you overlook the city, lights sparkling both in the stars of the sky and across the ground as the lights in buildings, it was a sight to behold only emphasized by the soft kisses on the back of your neck and the warm hand wrapped around you.

Ezreal was known for holding the wildest of parties, everyone he knows was invited. So nothing was new when he said he would plan things, you just needed to show up and love him. It was a trademark Ezreal party alright. The largest and brightest tree you’ve ever seen set up by the fireplace, a potluck filled with all sorts of dishes from all his friends, decorations strewn across the room and gifts piled up so high in a corner it was almost its own tree, music so loud you heard it before you even stepped in. And when you did step in, eyes meeting his, he immediately blinks to your side, throwing himself at you in the tightest hug he’s given you in a while. A bright smile and a sparkle in his eyes before his lips meet yours, still almost embarrassing to be loved so brightly in front of everyone but at the same time so endearing to know how much he loves you to show you off like this. As everyone else talks loudly all around you, Ezreal sits by your side, one hand firmly clasped in yours under the table as he eats with the other.

Yone was more of a, “ I just want to spend time alone with you this weekend.” kind of guy. Something sweet and different about going out with him on a Christmas date, laughing together as you two go to ice skate (he tries and is graceful most of the time but when he trips and stumbles it is so cute), hands in yours as you two walk around in the evening, enjoying the lights as other sickly sweet couples walk past you. As the night comes and the air gets colder, he would hold you close, wrapping a scarf around you, hands wrapped around yours as he drives you to a dinner reservation in the heart of the city. Nothing too expensive but nothing to cheap either, it was a nice restaurant that he has brought you many times before, just that tonight there was a Christmas special menu, cute decor seen throughout the establishment as you two walk in. There was really just something nice about spending the whole day alone with each other for company. Maybe he was just old or sentimental, but he wouldn’t trade all this for anything.

Aphelios wants to be alone with you but at the same time, he loves his sister and band. So as a compromise, you two celebrate with Heartsteel at night but spend the morning in each others arms as he stays over the night before. Cold weather meant that snuggling up together as you wake up late, soft smiles and softer kisses in the warmth of the bed. Lazy mornings as Aphelios slowly gets up to get the two of you breakfast. With hot chocolate in one hand and some cute pastries in the other, soft music playing in the background, and your partner laying lovingly on your shoulder, this was truly the epitome of winter romance. Getting dressed together, adjusting each other’s hair and outfits, excitedly walking out of your place back to Heartsteel dorms to spend time with his family (both blood and non-blood related). Sure it was noisy with the other boys around, but when you two quietly sit on the couch, Aphelios could secretly admire you as your eyes light up, talking and interacting with everyone important to him. There was a soft of comforting silence enveloping his daydreams around you.

[zyonsay]

could we get some max verstappen x m!reader childhood friends to bfs hcs? hope your day is great :D

Childhood Friends to Bfs Hcs MV1

Fem aligned people may read but not f3tishize my work!!

Summary: Hcs about how you and Max came to be boyfriends

Reader: Male

Warnings: We hate Jos verstappen in this household

Now playing: 'West Coast' by Lana del Rey

AN: Hey there anon, I hope you like it! <3

And i wish you a nice day too, Merry Christmas!

The first time you met was when you were about three years old. Your dads had brought you along to a race and it made sense that they introduced their children.

Max was shy at first, but you insisted on him playing with you and your toy cars. You handed him the blue one while you kept the red one and that’s how your friendship was born.

To every race your dad had brought you along, you took the two toy cars with you in a small backpack, in hopes of getting to play with your new friend ‘Mats’.

When you two started karting, you got to see each other more regularly. The two toy cars were replaced by your favorite cars and the baby blabbering turned into elaborate conversations. Or at least as elaborate as nine-year-olds could get.

Both of you could give each other a sort of safe space; Max was scared and probably too proud to confide in anyone, but you were an exception. Whenever his dad would scold him after a race, you were nearby to offer him a hug after Jos had angrily stomped off. ‘You did amazing’, he was sobbing while you patted his back gently.

You both would regularly hang out with each other. Jos didn’t like the Idea of him staying at you place and ‘wasting time when he could be getting better’, so you two worked out a plan. Whenever Max wanted to hang out with you, he told his dad he was going to the Karting track with you to go and talk with mechanics and more experienced drivers. This was only half a lie though, you two would actually go to the track, but not before stopping to get ice cream.

The very first time he got to stay over at your place was when he’d placed second in a race, which made his dad furious. Jos hit Max’s helmet and packed his stuff before driving off. Max wasn’t one to cry often, only weak boys did that, his dad had told him. But this time he felt a sharp sting in his heart. He didn’t even notice the tears running down his face, until you pointed it out. You dragged him behind one of the tents and wrapped him in a tight hug. This time, he let it all go. He cried bitter tears, keeping his arms around you, as if you were going to disappear into thin air. After he had calmed down, you convinced him to come back to your house and sleep over.

Your room was like a dreamland for him; There were a few glow in the dark stars on the walls and ceilings and your bed sheets had Lightning McQueen on them. Giggling, you two laid on the floor of your room, while the light was off. The stars on your ceiling shone in a light green hue and the cassette you were playing talked about an astronaut in space. Max had promised himself, if he didn’t end up becoming a Formula One driver, he’d become an astronaut.

Max first realized that he might feel a bit more for you was when he was 17, he’d just gotten the amazing news of him entering Formula One. You didn’t want to cry as much as you did, but you were worried. You were worried that he’d forget you, that he’d be too busy racing in the big league. It was almost midnight when you arrived outside his house. You sent him a text that you wanted to talk with him. Max crept down the stairs, making sure his dad wouldn’t wake up and find out about this little meet up. The streets were empty, and the dim light of the streetlamps attracted moths. With your hands in the pockets of your sweater, you confessed how you felt about his F1 Debut. You made sure to tell him that you wanted him to rise, but you were just worried about your friendship.

Your fear of him understanding you wrongly was luckily unnecessary. It was his turn to confess now. His boyish grin and his messy hair had you besotted. Max confessed how much you mean to him and how much he… – loves you.

With tear filled eyes you pulled him into a hug, holding him close under the light of the streetlamps while bats swiftly flew above you. With a sweet grin you pressed a kiss to his cheek, before you two walked back to his house.

That night, when you drove back home on your squeaky old bike, you cried happy tears. The wind played through your hair, and you felt unstoppable. This was the reassurance you needed and wanted. You were so damn happy.

Obviously, you had to keep a low image. Jos would probably be seething if he found out that his son was together with another boy. Additionally, Max had just started his F1 season, he didn’t really need any public slander right now.

Though a few years later he revealed his childhood best friend and his now boyfriend. Of course, you two have gotten loads of hate, but Max was happy to finally express himself. He loved you and that was the bottom line.

[nixwriteschaos]

Yo! I am the one who requested the male skinwalker reader. Thank you so much I think you did an amazing job!!! Also, happy belated birthday!

On another note, I was gonna make another request if that’s alright. I was thinking of another male reader with a creature creation quirk? Basically he can use human materials like skin, muscle, teeth, etc to make creatures that follow his commands. He would have bizarre mannerisms like never blinking, and in general have an unsettling air around him but is usually composed. I think it would also be cool is he had long hair that trail behind him and his body is built but scarred. If you could do headcannons for Shigaraki, Dabi, and Aizawa would be really cool (Shigaraki and Dabi with a villain reader, and Aizawa with a pro hero reader)!

Sorry for the length, and thank you again!!!

Yes, Commander!

Tomura Shigaraki, Dabi (Touya Todoroki), Shouta Aizawa x ProHero! and Villain!Male!Reader

Summary: Who knew these people would be attracted to a commanding creature creation Quirk user?

★☽A/N: So sorry for the late response! I was working on a little novel that I might release on Wattpad;)) If it goes well, I’ll publish it as a book! Again, thank you very much <33 ALSO MERRY CHRISTMAS!! Consider this a Christmas present by me <33

Contents: FLUFF – Headcannons

Alias Name: Fleshsmith Quirk: Bioforge The user has the ability to forge any sort of creature from human materials like skin, muscle, teeth, organs, and many others that follow his commands. The creatures will follow every command the user says and others who the user allows to command the creatures. Although the user is unable to give them special abilities, they are able to give them heightened abilities like strength, speed, agility, endurance, etc.

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Tomura Shigaraki (Tenko Shimura) [Villain! Male Reader]

He was walking through the mall after his encounter with Izuku Midoriya. He couldn’t help but find the boy’s scared face hilarious. He looked around and saw everyone minding their own business. He couldn’t help but feel envy towards them. Being able to have the freedom and the rights to do whatever they want was something that Tomura craved dearly.

For himself and his comrades.

He turned his head away from a store and didn’t see the figure in front of him, causing him to bump into the stranger and tumble a few feets back. The stranger grabbed him by the wrist and pulled him up. “Are you okay?” Tomura rubbed his eyes and looked up. An unsettling air was emitted around the stranger.

He swallowed his insults when he realized how tall the stranger was. His long hair, H/C and slick, was as grand as he was. His body was broad, with a few scars along his arms. Tomura couldn’t stop the shivers going down his spine when he saw the male’s eyes.

They weren’t even blinking! It was like they were staring deep into his soul. His pool of E/C was painfully terrifying, he had to pull his arm away from the stranger. “I’m fine!” he managed to utter. The stranger tilted his head in confusion and just smiled. “I’m glad.”

Tomura was a bit surprised by the gentle smile that was painted onto the stranger’s face. For a scary face and appearance, he had a gentle smile that brought warmth to Tomura- ‘WAIT! Stop- Am I thinking that?’ Tomura shook his head which brought curiosity from the H/C-haired. “Hm?” Tomura just waved his hands, a way to dismiss what he had done. “Nothing!” The stranger just shrugged and waved goodbye to the male.

“Wait!” The stranger turned and tilted his head, confused as to why the skinny male stopped him. “Uhm…” Tomura mumbled a bit before yelling out, “WHAT YOUR NAME?!” The stranger, not-blinking, smiled and answered. “Y/N.”

Later on, Tomura managed to convince Y/N to join the League and he quickly climbed the ranks! (Either to his efforts… or plain biased opinions and decisions by Shigaraki).

His Quirk helped the villains when it came to invading places to expand their organization.

Tomura would always try to include Y/N into everything. Was it obsession? Maybe it was and Tomura couldn’t give two shits about it.

Tomura had Giran gather quite the amount of men to make a lab for Y/N. It was for Y/N to gather his collection of human parts.

All For One also found quite an interest in the Y/N. Especially the doctor, who had him collect bodies, allowing him to grab the organs except the brain and give the corpse to the doctor. It was an… interesting trade that brought the doctor to favoring the tall male.

The members of the League were terrified of Y/N and stood their ground… 10 feet away from him.

Whenever he tried to give them treats, they would always run. Who knows? He could’ve put poison in them! (The only poison in them was a ton of sugar…)

And a few months later, they started dating! Tomura would always have Y/N in his room whenever he played games. It was mainly so that when he raged during gaming, Y/N was there to comfort and cuddle him.

Dabi (Touya Todoroki) [Villain! Male Reader]

When Y/N was introduced to the League by All For One, Dabi was clearly intrigued by the personally picked man. When he first met Y/N is definitely something he would remember.

As always, he was as curious as a dog when he heard of the “special selected villain” and wanted to see the hype. But he didn’t expect to have bumped into him during a mission! The mission was to collect data for All For One’s doctor. It was supposed to be a simple and quick mission– but the challenges ahead proved otherwise.

Just before Dabi reached the right hall, he had bumped into someone who was exiting a hall. He looked up from where he fell and froze. A tall and menacing man with long slick hair tied to a ponytail stood in front of him, his eyes wide and never dared blink. Dabi didn’t know his body could shiver in fear before– never even happened! Yet the man before him was making him feel things he had never felt.

Behind the person before him was a small army of human sized nomu-like creatures. “What are those?” He didn’t realize what he just asked until he saw the tall man look behind before returning his unblinking eyes towards Dabi. “My Quirk.”

That’s when it hit him.

He was the one who All For One personally chose!

He scrambled to his feet and coughed with embarrassment. “I-I see… That’s useful, I guess..” he mumbled. “Hm..” the villain hummed. “Dabi, was it? I heard of you from Giran.” Dabi was a bit surprised to have heard Giran speak of his existence. “Is that so?” He chuckled nervously. “Well, I bring a lot to the table so it makes sense I’m known!” Dabi spoke with pride.

“Well, it’s nice to meet you, Dabi,” he said, before rushing off to the designated break-in. Dabi shook his head and followed the trail of little creatures that followed the villain.

After the mission, Dabi walked up to the villain with a confident facade. “That was impressive, y’know?” He smirked. The villain, his eyes never blinking, smiled the most gentle smile. The smile couldn’t help but bring up memories from Touya’s childhood and his mother. “Thank you, Dabi.” Dabi coughed at the response. He crossed his arms and looked away. “So… I was wondering if we can hang out?” The villain’s face– even if Dabi couldn’t see it– was shocking.

“Really? My… sure!” Dabi whipped his head towards the villain’s gentle smile. “REALLY?- Fuck- Really..?” The villain smiled. “Of course. The name’s Y/N L/N, let’s get along!”

Who knew a dark and cold villain like Dabi got with the sweetest guy, ever? A scary and menacing looking one at that! 

When people found out, they thought they were such a power couple!

A little fun fact about Y/N’s Quirk is that they aren’t affected by anything, only by steel (like swords and such). So as a little power up, Dabi would light them on fire and Y/N would use them as some sort of explosives to create distractions

Dabi is absolutely smitten with Y/N AND DOES NOT WANT TO ADMIT IT! A tsundere, perhaps. He would always bring his plans to Y/N and ask him for advice.

Every time Dabi kills someone, he doesn’t burn them like he usually does. He would bring them to Y/N’s lab with a smirk and whistle at him. “YO! More bodies!” he would say with a proud smile on his face.

Dabi and Y/N would be a powerful couple that even Shigaraki has a hard time controlling.

Eraserhead (Shouta Aizawa) [Hero! Male Reader]

“Eraserhead!!” was the first thing Aizawa heard on the battlefield. He turned to find a tall and grand man behind him, with an aura like a villain. He would’ve thought he was a villain until he saw the man kick away a villain that was within his radius. “We don’t have much time, use your Quirk!” he urged. Aizawa shook his head, letting himself out of his trance and turned to the swarm of villains and let his Quirk activate and stopped all of their Quirks.

With the sound of a whistle, an army of little creatures– almost assembling Nomus if they weren’t so small– dashed past the hero and let themselves attack and attack the villains. The villains squirmed and yelled, demanding the little army of creatures to stop their assault but to no avail. Aizawa was surprised to see this and turned to find the stranger standing right behind him.

Out of character, he flinched and jumped away from the stranger, subconsciously gripping his scarf. The man stepped forward, a strange worried look on his face. “Sorry! Didn’t mean to frighten you.” For a man who was tall and gave off a terrifying aura, he was surprisingly kind to the hero. “Uhm…” he mumbled a few words and just shook his head. “It’s alright.”

The other hero just smiled and nodded his head. Shouta couldn’t help but to stare at the hero in front of him. His appearance was terrifying yet his smile was smoothing. His long hair only made him look even more grand. The hero looked like an evil duke from a fantasy book. “Ah… I’m not fond of my Quirk.” Shouta shivered at his chuckle. “Why?” he asked softly.

“I have to use real people’s organs… it’s my Quirk. You’re quite lucky to have such an impactful Quirk without some extras that come with it.” Shouta just crossed his arms and just scoffed. “Ain’t so easy with dry eyes, y’know?” The other hero’s reply with a scoff sent shivers down Shouta’s spine again.

“Name’s Fleshsmith.” Fleshsmith extended his hand towards Shouta who extended his and shook hands with him. He smirked when he introduced himself.

SHOUTA WAS SIMPING HARDDDDD!!!

Y/N’s Quirk is used rather differently than you normally think. He would use artificial bodies that could be stored into small pouches and can expand themselves! Even if he can use artificial lungs and such for the bodies, he still has to use a real heart.

Whenever he received a heart to use, Shouta would always reassure him and comfort him after he placed the heart into its container and store it in his lab :((

Y/N always felt insecure about his Quirk but Shouta always made him feel better with words of affirmation and lots of affections! Always made him feel better.

The news loves making Y/N the villain because of how he looks and often accused him for many accidents that he was involved with. (In said accidents, he was the one who SAVES THE PEOPLE not cause the suffering) and Shouta was always ready to face his dislike for public media to defend his love <33

After the accident with Stain, everyone eventually started to love Y/N! Some people even found his frightening appearance cool! And often compared his looks to Stain (mostly about how he looks way better than the hero killer.) When Y/N found out, he was overjoyed! And Shouta’s never been happier :))

★☽A/N: I LOVE SHOUTA SO SHSHSHHSHSHSH I DID TOO MUCH FOR THE MAN

[booksooks]

𝑴𝒀 𝑯𝑬𝑹𝑶 𝑨𝑪𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑴𝑰𝑨

🩷 - Fluff 🖤- Smut 💙- Angst 🕸️- Horror/Gore

𝑺𝑯𝑰𝑮𝑨𝑹𝑨𝑲𝑰 𝑻𝑶𝑴𝑼𝑹𝑨/𝑺𝑯𝑰𝑴𝑼𝑹𝑨 𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑲𝑶

🩷- Lecture Hall Laughter - Multi Chapter - Entering your second year at college, only a few months after being broken up with, you weren't expecting anything special. Especially not in the romance department. But then a quiet, but friendly-enough boy on your floor catches your attention faster than you would like to admit. And oh, boy, are you in deep.

🖤- Jorkin It - Drabble - Shigaraki jorkin it in the shower in this little AU of mine. MDNI.

🖤- Catboy!Shigaraki - Drabble - Catboy Shigaraki who just can't get enough of you. MDNI.

🩷- General Loving - Drabble - Progression of Tomura getting more comfortable loving you you.

🩷- He Likes You - Oneshot - Shigaraki decides he likes you.

🩷- (Not) Social - Oneshot - Shigaraki doesn't like it when you talk to other people.

🩷- Quiet Comfort - Oneshot - You're cold, and wet, and you just want to be warm. Shigaraki decides he wants to help with that.

𝑫𝑨𝑩𝑰/𝑻𝑶𝑼𝒀𝑨 𝑻𝑶𝑫𝑶𝑹𝑶𝑲𝑰

🩷🕸️- Merry Christmas, Doll - Oneshot - Dabi isn't around as often as you'd like, but this Christmas, he is.

🩷💙- Dyed Hair and Inked Skin - Oneshot - You knew Dabi before, as Touya. And then Touya was gone, no matter how much you wished for him to come back.

🩷- Go Baby! - Drabble - Getaway driver for the league based upon the 2017 film, Baby Driver.

🩷🖤- A Femininomenon - Multi Chapter - Fem!Dabi thinks you're just too cute. MDNI.

🖤- "Bonafide face seat, box muncher" - Drabble - Dabi eats your pussy like shrimp fried rice. MDNI.

𝑯𝑨𝑾𝑲𝑺/𝑲𝑬𝑰𝑮𝑶 𝑻𝑨𝑲𝑨𝑴𝑰

🖤- Baby Fever - Drabble - Hawks has baby fever, bad. MDNI.

ABSOLUTELY NO ONE HAS MY PERMISSION TO REPOST MY WORK TO ANY SITE.

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🎅 Dabi Home for Christmas 🎄

Dabi x Reader

Crack, Christmas and your boyfriend flirting with your mom

Summary: You bring your boyfriend, Dabi, home to meet your parent's for the first time on Christmas

(This is a repost from my old old old blog from like 2018)

“Babe, I still don’t think this is a good idea”, Your crispy boyfriend said to you as he tugged at the sleeves of the sweater you had picked out for him, clearly irritated.

“It’s too late to back out now, I already told my entire family that you’re coming” You replied honestly. It was about time that your family met Dabi. You had been seeing each other for almost a year now, and you were quite sick of your relatives pestering you about when you would finally meet someone or offering to introducing you to the “their friend’s son” or even the occasional “nice boy they met at the grocery store”.

Sure you had your reservations on how your family would react to your boyfriend, but if the two of you were in it for the long haul, it was a necessary step. Aside from your outward appearances, Dabi and you were already a strange match. He was a villain, living a dangerous lifestyle, a bad boy, and you… you were an accountant. You were responsible, you recycled, and generally didn’t have a bad bone in your body.

“I seriously look fucking ridiculous”, Dabi protested when he saw his appearance in the mirror, attempting to take in the fact that you had somehow convinced him to wear fitted khaki slacks and an argyle sweater. “I don’t see why I can’t dress like I normally do, is your family really full of all stuck up assholes that it’s going to matter this much?”

“Please just wear the outfit. It’s one day. First impressions matter a lot. After this, I don’t care what you wear, I promise. It’s Christmas dinner please just cooperate this once, Dabi” you begged him exasperated. You wanted to just leave already for the damn Christmas party and he was being so difficult.

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Finally the two of you arrived at your grandmother’s house. You looked at Dabi and made sure he remembered his backstory that you drilled into his head a thousand times on the ride over. You two met at a coffee shop and he was in his final year at the local university finishing up his business degree. Definitely NOT in the league of villains…. He wondered if your family was going to buy any part of your story once they got one look at his face, but he was at least willing to have a front row seat for an entertaining evening.

As soon as you opened the front door you were greeted by your mother enthusiastically walking towards to hug you, “MERRY CHRISTMA-” she stopped short when she saw your… boyfriend emerge from the door behind you. “…s…..” She continued to stare open mouthed directly at him.

“Mom… stop it.. You’re being rude” you muttered under your breath while gripping her wrist before continuing louder “Mom, this is my boyfriend Dabi”

You glared back at him, indicating that it was his turn to say something to your mother as well.

“It’s a pleasure to finally meet you. I’ve heard so much about you from Y/N” Dabi spoke in a even toned manner, not indicating any hint of nervousness. Honestly you were actually impressed with his manners, you weren’t sure what to expect honestly given he was always a bit of a smartass with you. “I can definitely see where she gets all of her good looks from. You’re just as beautiful as your daughter is”

You look back at him, mortified. Is he seriously trying to win your mother over by flirting with her? Swiveling your head back to glance at mother dearest, you see that her cheeks are flushed. No, this is not happening, nope.

“Oh, stop it.” She waved her hand at him, before winking at you “I like this one already. You’ve got a keeper”

What the fuck.

You caught a glimpse of your father walking up from behind your mother, thank god, you were saved from this horribly awkward experience. You were taking a mental note to choke Dabi later tonight when you got home for the humiliation you were feeling. Your father stops a few feet away clearing his throat in order to get your mother’s and presumably, Dabi’s attention.

“I assume you’re the boyfriend.. Erm.. Dabo.. Was it? Nice to meet you” He extended his hand out towards Dabi, for a handshake. However, your father seemed visibly uncomfortable with Dabi’s presence.

“Yes, Dad this is, indeed my boyfriend. Its Dabi, though… Dad..” you chimed in quickly trying to dispel any awkwardness. However, your father seemed unphased at his slip up, shrugging at his mistake.

Dabi returned the handshake and offered a forced smile.It was clear to him that he wasn’t going to be able to flirt his way into your dad’s heart. The atmosphere was quickly getting uncomfortable between the two of them and you were quick to move things along.

Your dad looked at him and asked “So, Dabo, what with all the metal in your face? Going through a phase or something?”

“Well.. OKAY.. we should probably go see grandma, huh?” you said to your mom, grabbing Dabi’s hand pulling him along with you.

On your way to the kitchen, you pulled Dabi off into the living room, to take a moment away from your family. You weren’t sure if he needed a break but you were already feeling a overwhelmed. Things were not going exactly how you had envisioned them already, you were not sure what kind of hot disaster the rest of the evening was going to hold. You ran your hands through your hair taking a deep breath.

“You doing okay?” Dabi said while laughing at you, “You still think your brilliant plan of bringing me home for the holidays was a good one?”

Shooting him an annoyed look you hissed, “Well you’re not making it any better! I can’t believe you were actually flirting with my mom! You creep!”

He was still chuckling to himself while he grabbed you from behind, snaking his arms around your waist, “You asked me to try to make them like me. I am trying. Don’t worry. I’ll be on my best behavior now”.

“Thanks. Try not to flirt with my grandma too, Dabo” you said dryly while rolling your eyes. You were going to need a lot of wine to get through this Christmas dinner…

[batpham-discord-highlights]

Secret Santa exchange 2023!!! (pt5)

Art works!

You don't belong here by 44luna For RamblingGremlin

Summary:

Merry Christmas! Gift art for secret santa

Fanfics!

Gonna give all my secrets away by Half-dead Ham (Grima101) For coolerdazai

Summary:

The ruler of a new realm has recently reached out to the delegates of earth to ask for a peace treaty. Clark and the other members of the Justice League have been called in to receive the guests and briefly discuss the proposal before the talks start just to get some facts straight. Everything is going well until Roy walks in the meeting room. Wait, why is the Ghost King going along with the Outlaw's antics? And why are they all acting like they're friends??

The Dynamic Duo of Gotham Academy by MarshmallowBun For MariVictal

Summary:

Ellie meets a boy on her first day of school and mistakes his staring as him being shy. She decides that this boy is going to be her new best friend. This boy is Damian Wayne.

Deep cuts by Lurias_1533 For Jokers_Card_Deck

Summary:

Damian reunites with his estranged brother, Danyal, to get away from his own family.

The only things I have are delusions that I can have my own desires by coolerdazai For itallcomesbacktoandreil

Summary:

Jason was going after a gang. He expected blood, some wounds, maybe even a death here and there. He could never guess that the goons held a young pup hostage. His inner omega was delighted about a thought of having a pup.

[usedgingertwinkhole]

curious as to who hank is

Hank is local stupid boy of the JSA fandom, and a founding member of Infinity Inc. (subject to change probably). He is the only member of Infinity Inc. to not be the child or god-child of one of the members, because he is the son of their biggest (most commonly fought at the time of 1984, there may be others who are worse) villain.

Although he is also the nephew of the Star Spangled Kid (Founding Member of Infinity Inc. and long time JSA member) and the son of Merry, Girl of 1000 Gimmicks (Minor Superheroine around the same time the JSA were the big heroes).

On the same day that all the other Infinitors barge into the Christmas JSA meeting, Hank also goes, to ask for help not to demand to join, because he is a telepath and has picked up signs that his dad and other villains are going to break out of limbo, however, for unknown reasons he decides that he is going to introduce himself by pretending to be his dad and tearing a hole in their building with his psychic powers, which starts a huge fight. When his uncle (who doesn't know he's his uncle at this point) stops it, he is basically like "I will only tell you now *sulking*"

Anyway Infinitors end up solving the problem, but mostly because Hank's Dad decides that he actually loves his son more than he likes fighting the JSA, and then his former ally decides to kill his boy, and Senior dies to protect him.

Hank has a lot of issues with loving his dad while everyone else thinks that his dad was evil, and he also knows that his dad was evil, but still died doing good, and none of this is really helped by the fact that every time he gets a head injury an illusion of his dad pops up to talk to him, but he does do very well as a hero and (unfortunately) has a cute relationship with Green Lantern's daughter until about when his uncle gets murdered.

Hank leaves the team, has a mental breakdown and gets into a fight with the Justice League, loses, because Maxima recognizes that it is a mental breakdown and makes him recognize that his illusion dad is not actually real, and everyone talks about how he needs help and rest, at which point (for unknown reasons) Alan Scott Green Lantern shows up and locks him in a torture asylum. This is generally in the JSA fandom agreed to be a bad decision, and that maybe Alan should have let Jay or maybe Carter deal with the situation.

He does end up becoming a hero again (not before beating up Alan) by having a worm eat part of his brain (bad) and Jay Garrick spends all his remaining appearances before Flashpoint going "You seem as though you need a father. I can be a father." But the entire JSA got removed from the main DC universe for a decade.

Anyway he MIGHT appear in JSA (2024) because it's a very Infinity Inc. centred series by the looks of it but I am very uncertain about what form that might take, because Lemire is very new to writing JSA so unlike all the other writers we don't really know what to expect from him. Historically he has been quite good at writing mentally ill characters but I am a bit anxious.

[zahri-melitor]

I have to say, however bad it gets looking at a Holiday Special list of titles and characters, DC's almost always got SOMETHING there that makes me say "yeah boi!"

For DC's Very Merry Multiverse #1 (2020), it's the fact there's a PREZ RICKARD story.

I know. All things for all folks, people. Hopefully something else catches me as I go. I'm not actually across a lot of the most recent multiverse shenanigans but let's go.

It's a Horrible Life! - Harley Quinn. It's a Wonderful Life retelling for Harley, hopping between universes.

Christmas by Gaslight - Batman. Batman is chasing Eel O'Brien (who just stole a load of toys) and Mr Freeze (who is TRYING to steal the load of toys) and Eel accidentally blows up Victor, causing it to snow across Gotham (and drop toys in the street for all the children of the city).

To Stop the Star-Conqueress! - Teen Justice. I...don't really care about this genderswapped universe, but the concept of Klarienne the Witch Girl keeps making me giggle. Klarienne. KLARIENNE. Anyway the Teen Justice team defeat Starrla doing the space starfish thing. (Also this is VERY mixed up in terms of timeline. How are 'Donald Troy' and 'Laurel Kent' reasonably on the same team? They're based on characters 3 hero generations apart!)

Bizarro Love Holiday - President Superman. This is about the made up holiday "Day of Giving/Day of Receiving", which Bizarro hates as nobody has ever given him a present before. A cute small child decides his characteristic speech patterns are sarcasm and gives him his first present.

Holidays Beyond - Batman Beyond. Terry gets zapped/hallucinates with the bends and does a *sigh* Christmas Carol three ghosts of past, present and future. Dustin Nguyen's baby Bruce is the most adorable thing ever.

Night of the Magi - The League of Shadows. So the League of Shadows is basically a Justice League Dark/Shadowpact lineup? They're out to defend Saturnalia from the Lord of Misrule. Also there's a Ragman origin story in here.

Have Yourself a Bizarro Little Christmas - The Unjustice League of Unamerica. It's SANTA TIME!

Bizarro is trying out Christmas gift giving in Bizarro World but it's not working too well. Then Zanta of the Intergalactic Santa Corps arrives! Zanta is charged with spreading the joy of Christmas...whether people like it or not.

(BTW these elves really need the Elves Union, time to unionise little buddies)

Only, it being Bizarro World, he fails. Sorry, Zanta.

'Twas the Night - Booster Gold. Booster fights Maxwell Lord at his Planet Krypton restaurant (we find out that this was a staged fight to entertain the diners).

Prez Rickard's Magical Sci-Fi Desolate Souls Club Holiday Special - Prez. I'm quietly devastated Beth Ross doesn't appear in this.

Hmmm. I'm...not thrilled at the way Prez is used here in Earth 47? Now being an aficionado of Prez lore, I am able to say that Prez out there selling things on a TV show via performing acts doesn't gel with the original Prez run (where he was all too earnest about solving problems), what I'm going to call the Vertigo Prez universe (where he left the White House and disappeared and became sort of a totem to people), or to the New 52 Prez run (where after being President he became a senator for years/hung around lobbying Congress).

It feels like it's trying to be 70s zany without engaging with ANY of the existing Prez lore. Disappointing.

A Very Lobo Hanukkah - Lobo. Been a while since we had a Lobo story. Lobo's saving the dolphins!

Having now read several decades of 'DC does a Hanukkah story' in the last week, they've definitely evolved over time from 'look at this very base level explanation where we acknowledge not everyone is Christian' to this, which from my understanding is both engaging with traditional texts AND also running around gleefully with an attitude of 'we are allowed to adapt things and tell more complex narratives'. (However I am unsure of whether anyone stopped to think before using the KJV translation of Maccabees here)

[rose-of-oz]

HOLIDAY SHOUTOUTS

Merry Christmas and happy holidays, everyone!! Whether you celebrate or not, I sincerely hope that your day today is amazing and full of love and light <3. That said, I wanted to give some special shoutouts here to all the fellow creators who have helped to make my year that much better. I love every single one of you, and I want to thank every single person who has interacted with my stuff and sent me asks about my babies, but for now these people deserve some special love for all they’ve done for me. Therefore, I want to shout out:

— @luucypevensie, for always listening to my ramblings, no matter how crazy, and for always being willing to talk about crossovers with me.

— @dancingsunflowers-ocs, for being so endlessly supportive of all my plot bunnies and ideas, and for making the most beautiful moodboard gift for my boy Sebastian.

— @carmens-garden, for being my man Wyatt’s biggest fan, for making such beautiful gifts for her exchanges, and for being part of the inspiration for my new Teen Wolf OCs!

— @auxiliarydetective, for introducing me to both One Piece and The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen this year (and inspiring my babies Star, Lark, Enola, and Lila as a result), always being willing to listen to my half-crazy ramblings, and teaching me about both ancient Roman society and how German schools work.

— @oneirataxia-girl, for inspiring me to actually introduce my Narnia babies, being my girl Annie’s biggest fan, and just generally being the absolute best.

— @starcrossedjedis, for being an amazing newfound friend this year, being the other person who inspired me to watch One Piece, and just generally being a super cool mom friend.

— @endless-oc-creations, for being the biggest champion of my babies Luci and Carlos, convincing me to watch The Walking Dead, and for the absolutely amazing edits she made for my slasher OC.

— @come-along-pond, as always, for inspiring me to watch The Boys, teaching me British slang, and calling me Mother many times on Discord.

— @ginevrastilinski-ocs, for making such beautiful gifts for my girl Ivana for the Halloween exchange, always sending me asks when I needed them, and being my sister in cool Winchester sister OCs.

— @asirensrage, for always being an inspiration to me and putting up with my rambles in her inbox, and being one of the coolest creators in the game.

— @arrthurpendragon, for always being the best OC fairy godmother any of us could ask for, for her amazing fics, and for inspiring me to create my new Pride & Prejudice babies.

— @nolanhollogay and @witchofinterest, for being some more newfound friends this year and always supporting my ramblings on the queer OC Discord - you guys are the best!!

— @richitozier, for always being an inspiration to me, and for having genuinely some of the coolest OCs and most amazing edits around.

— @bibaybe, for working tirelessly to run the queerocs blog and always hyping up my babies and sending me asks when I needed them most.

— @eddiemunscns, for inspiring me to create three new Ted Lasso OCs, being super nice whenever I chose to bother her, and just generally being a cool person.

And so many more people that I’m so sorry if I’m forgetting!! Again, I really really hope you all have an amazing day even if you’re not celebrating anything, and remember I love and appreciate every single one of you!! ✨🎄

[faith-nerd]

I may be about to do something crazy.

So, I've been following the Villain Song Showdown by @its-to-the-death , and while there are some underapprecited gems in there (I am so glad Barbie Villains are getting some recognition), there was a lack of VeggieTales Villain Songs.

I tried to think of any that I might have submitted if I'd known about the tournament during submissions, and well... there were a few.

Do I want to be crazy enough to try to run a VT Villain Song Tournament?

So this is my putting it out there to see if anyone would be interested.

Hypothetical Details:

I've got 16 songs that would for sure be in this hypothetical tournament, should there be one. They're not necessarily all equal in my eyes, but they're all what I consider to be villain songs from VeggieTales episodes:

Oh no, what're we gonna do? (Where's God when I'm Scared: Daniel in the Lion's Den)

Busy, Busy (Are You My Neighbor: Tale of Flibber-o-loo)

The Bunny Song (Rack Shack and Benny)

Keep Walking (Josh and the Big Wall)

The Rumor Weed Song (Larry-Boy and the Rumor Weed)

Salesmanz Rap (Madame Blueberry)

I Must Have It (King George and the Ducky)

Haman's Song (Esther, the Girl Who Became Queen)

What is up with Lyle? (Lyle the Kindly Viking)

113 Years Ago (An Easter Carol)

Temptation (Larry-Boy and the Bad Apple)

You Know Enough (Pistachio: the Little Boy that Woodn't)

The Prince of Ham I Am (Robin Good and His Not-So-Merry Men)

Freeze, Freeze, Freeze (League of Incredible Vegetables)

I'm Gonna Tear it Down (Celery Night Fever)

Good for the Grabbing (Veggies in Space: The Fennel Frontier)

And I've got 8 that either I'm not sure if they're really villain songs, or that episode has another song in the 16 For Sure. While I wouldn't have a real "Submission Period," I would accept propaganda on why these or any others I forgot should be included:

I'm so Blue (Madame Blueberry)

I Love My Duck (King George and the Ducky)

It's Laura's Fault (Larry-Boy and the Fib from Outer Space)

We're Vikings (Lyle the Kindly Viking)

Our Big Break (Star of Christmas)

I'm Blue (Ballad of Little Joe)

No Strings Attached (Pistachio: The Little Boy that Woodn't)

Jolly Joe's (The Pirates Who Don't do Anything)

I will say to keep this small (There's a reason I'm considering doing a VeggieTales Villain Songs Tournament and not an All Types of VeggieTales Villain Songs Tournament), this would only be direct-to-video/dvd episodes or feature length films. No VeggieTales in the House, nothing made for tv, nothing from 3-2-1 Penguins or Cartoon Adventures of Larry-Boy (although I don't think there's any from eny of those anyway... maybe there's a VT ITH).

So, yeah, throwing it out there, seeing if anyone's interested, and we'll go from there.

[konohamaru-sensei]

"How could a heart like yours ever love a heart like mine?" | Dabi X Yue

Merry Christmas @foolishk. I love you very much. Thank you for listening to years of my rambling in this one year, for your anime sessions and your good vibes and for your support. Thank you for being a steallar friend that keeps me entertained with tiktoks, sad headcanons and celebrity crush pictures. Thank you for endulging my obsessions. I hope we can finally meet next year and I love you very much. Thank you for q for requesting something so sweet that I can give you as a gift.

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Dabi x OC

After the War

1507 words

thank you to @lemony-snickers for helping me develop an idea

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Yue closed the door behind her as silently as she could, but he heard her anyway. She watched as his eyes flew open and he glanced at her through the bandages that wrapped almost his entire face.

She was still struggling to call him Touya in her mind. He wasn’t quite Dabi anymore, with his hair half burned off and snow white and now that he was back in the care of his family, if he wanted or not. He wasn’t Touya yet either, however, with all the grudges he was still hanging on to and his refusal to talk to anyone that wasn’t his mother or sister. So she had defaulted to not give him a name at all.

He sat up in his bed as much as he could, but made a pained face and then fell back into his pillows. HIs body was still completely wrapped up with bandages and Yue knew that he was still severely burned beneath it. Without the advances of modern medicine and tons of skin donations he would probably not even sit in front of her right now. 

Not that he had told her any of this. No matter how often she’d come to visit, he’d never told her anything about his health. Yue was lucky to have connections now to people who didn’t mind filling her in, even if he tried to shut her out.

“Didn’t you say you would be talking to your brother today.” His voice was clearly audible, while still a bit rough. But it was the first time in weeks she had clearly understood him without going too close, which meant that his vocal cords were healing quite well in unison with his body.

She sat down at the chair next to his bed she always used. “I have talked to him this morning”, she explained calmly. “Everything is fine.”

“Tch”, he turned his one uncovered blue eye from her face to the roof above him. “Don’t tell me he is okay with you coming here and looking after me.” He went with his hand through his white hair. It made Yue smile that he could barely move without aching pain, but he still had his nervous habit in place. He was an adult and a little boy in one person, she’d always thought so.

Of course her brother had been less than pleased when she had revealed her entire underground affair with one of the heads of the League of villains to him. Yue had hoped that he might be more accepting to it now that Dabi or.. Touya– had come back to his senses, but Shouta had gotten angry and yelled at her anyway. Her brother was not known for his heated temper, not really, but there were certain things that could push him over the edge. Like knowing his baby sister was in love with a criminal.

“He told me to stay away from you, actually,” Yue laughed. “Said that if I stick around you, I might be tried as a traitor.” Shouta had told her that once her involvement with Dabi would be public knowledge the next question would be if she had given names, inside knowledge or support to him. Though not involved in high politics or trained as a hero, she was an Aizawa either way and that name carried weight.

The man groaned: “You should have listened to him.”

“Possibly,” Yue shrugged his words away. “But I had already decided to come see you today, so I had cleared my schedule.”

The only uncovered blue eye found her again and fixated on something that was not quite her own eyes, but something a little lower, maybe her cheek. He’d always had this intense way of looking at her, the light blue’s of his eyes were contrasting his black hair so strongly, but now, with most his face covered, it seemed even stronger than before.

He remained like this, just his one eye on her face. He stayed silent for a good five minutes in which Yue went through thousand topics in her mind that she could talk about and didn’t find the courage for any of them. If he were interested in the world outside now that the war had ended, he would have probably told her at this point or asked two two family members he still talked to. So she remained silent with him.

“Why?” he said into the silence and his rough voice startled her a little.

“Why what?”

Finally he took his eye away from her, letting out a long sigh as if all the weight of the world was lasting on his shoulders. “Why did you decide to come again? I thought your brother means a lot to you?”

There had been many moments in their time together where she had told him as much. Her constant fear of being discovered and disappointing Shouta had been hard to hide. At first Dabi seemed annoyed by her constant worries, but eventually he had learned how to be more sneaky in seeing her so that she would be at ease. 

One of the many reasons why she didn’t believe his own image of being a ruthless criminal she should stay away from.

“He does,” she smiled. “But I have my own life too.”

The man in front of her groaned. “You know I was just using you for information, right?” He didn’t look at her when he said that.

Yue laughed, couldn’t help it. “I figured that is why you first contacted me, yes.”

“That doesn’t make you angry?”

Despite not being trained as a hero and even unable to attend UA in one of the non-hero courses, Yue wasn’t blind to the world. It was not like she hadn’t worked out that Dabi’s first interest in her had been purely for his own benefit. Maybe if she were another person she would be angry. If she hadn’t seen him toss in his sleep and flinch to the sound of Endeavour's voice as if it hurt him.

“No,” she said. “I know you did that in the beginning, but you stopped interrogating me and you still kept coming back. I have to believe that at some point it wasn’t about my brother - it was about me.”

He let out a shaky breath and turned away. Sometimes he was like a little kid, Yue thought. Like the boy he was when he was separated from his family, as if he had never progressed from that point. She could make him that literal boy again for a few minutes, speak to this traumatised kid to understand him better, but she’d promised him not to use his quirk on him.

“You should have listened to your brother,” he said to the ceiling. “You should have stayed away from me back then and you should stay away from me now.” He stopped for a second and then added: “I don’t understand why-”

“Touya.”

His head whipped over to her and he let out a short groan of pain for moving too fast. She had never said that name out loud to him and it still felt weird and wrong on her tongue. Apparently he was shocked to hear it in her voice too.

She took his moment of speechlessness to take initiative: “There are choices in life that I regret. One time, my mom bought Shouta a cool remote controlled car and I accidentally drove it down into the river. Or another time I asked a friend with a fire based quirk to cut my bangs and burned half my hair off…” Touya snickered. “..So these are definitely things I would not do again, but you? I would never regret meeting you.”

“You should,” he replied.

Yue shrugged. “I will just tell you what I told my brother. I am an adult and though I still occasionally wash red socks with white clothes like an idiot, I am able to decide what I want in my life and what not. Maybe being in love with a criminal is not the thing I should be doing, but it has already happened, so we all have to make the best of it now.”

Touya opened his mouth, but Yue quickly grabbed something out of her bag. “I brought you these sweet pastries to eat that we sometimes had in my apartment together. So just accept my decision and be quiet.” She opened them up and took one  into her hand. He could still barely move his arms so she’d have to help him eat it. Not that she minded.

“Yue,” he said so softly that her heart clenched, “Thanks.”

He probably wasn’t just thanking her for the nice pastries. She blushed and waved nervously with her hand. He was so sparse with compliments that it always took her completely off guard.

Slowly he moved his hand so he could grab her free one. “I don’t think I deserve someone like-”

“Oh shut it.” She stuffed the donut into his face.

[puella-peanut]

If Alpha Twig got Omega Danny pregnant in high school, do you think they would have stayed together? How would their families react?

Well well...depending on how much I want to be nice or mean to Danny-boy and Terry, the scenarios could vary. Since I have a similar ask for this scenario but that Anon wanted fluff, this one will be on the angsty side (sorry, Danny-boy). Heads up for underage Daniel, Omega-sexism, me making Danny suffer, and super bastard boyfriend psycho Terry (as well as his shitty father). 

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—By early February, as soon as his Ma leaves, Daniel spends nearly every morning before school resting his cheek against the cool porcelain toilet in the bathroom he shares with his Ma in their shabby apartment. He turned 15 in December, still looks like 12—he’s just a kid, a pup, a freshman, and now he’s...

Daniel can’t even finish the thought. ('Cause he promised Ma, Madonna bless her, he’d be good here in Omega-friendly California, stay outta trouble. That’s why she allowed him to go to one of these progressive Integrated Schools instead of a mediocre Omega Government-Funded Institution.) And he’d been so happy, so excited—and now he’s in the worst trouble of his life. Daniel’s eyes fill. What on earth is he gonna tell his Ma? What on earth is he gonna tell...

...Terry?

(The ridiculously handsome, popular Alpha who’d graciously invited Daniel to his Christmas party at the fancy loft in upscale LA, a week before Christmas break, and Daniel had innocently gone along, totally flattered that his crush since the very first day of school in August had asked...him! Poor, plain, and little almost-15-year-old Daniel LaRusso! And Terry had been tall and dashing and seductive—giving Daniel all of his undivided attention, and then his first taste of champagne, and a bit later his first kiss. And then real late that very evening his first...well, everything.) 

Daniel had lost a lot that night, more than he knew at the moment, and had woken up alone, and sore, and frightened—and with an aching head in a guest bedroom instead of Terry’s apartment-sized bedroom. A Beta maid had offered him breakfast, but he’d turned the lavish tray down, mortified, and left immediately once he found his clothes neatly folded and freshened up on the vanity’s chair. He hadn’t seen Terry. (He'd...wanted to.)

Ma had been more worried than angry, and had fussed over him when he’d returned with a feeble lie. Luckily he was wearing a turtleneck sweater, so she didn’t see the bruises and bite marks on his neck and shoulder, and the matching hand-shaped bruises on his wrists. And she didn't have a clue about the mouth-shaped-marks on his chest, his inner thighs. Thank the Alpha up above. Anyways, he’d moped over Christmas not feeling himself, and daydreaming about Terry, wishing he would call, and not thinking too much on why he didn’t. 

But after a holiday that was anything but merry, Terry didn’t even spare him a passing glance when school started again on the 3rd. That first day back without a single word or look of acknowledgement from the Alpha had crushed Daniel, deeply, and he’d cried a little in the bathroom after he’d thrown up all his lunch. So he ended up being not only heartbroken, but ill for the new year. Go figure. 

I think in this one, Anon, Terry is a Senior. He’s wealthy, spoiled, and a playboy—he has time to fuck around with many a pretty Omega, but no time to stick around for one. Terry’s going places, you see, he’s a brainy and bookish scholar despite the lecherous side; he has been accepted to several of the Ivy League Alpha-Only universities of Yale, Columbia, Harvard; maybe even to schools abroad like Oxford—he can’t be having a fucking pup now. 

(Why Alpha above, he could’ve shaken the boy as he’d stuttered and stumbled through telling Terry about his...condition in a classroom in a lonely part of the school. Wanted to, badly, when the kid had started crying these great hulking sobs that shook his body, looking so small and delicate and fragile—and giving off such terrified pheromones that it made Terry’s stomach roll with...with he didn’t even know what. He didn’t even respond to the boy’s pitiful pleading, just left him there all crumpled and blotchy on the floor in the too-big red sweater Terry had ripped off him that night in December...only now with endless tears running down his face. But Terry could smell it on him, easy, like Alphas could of the Omegas they’d knotted up. He was reeking of it. Those pregnancy pheromones, his and the kid’s mixed together, tangled up in a knot...)

...He gets his father, the Alpha Silver-senior, to hush this nonsense all up, threaten the kid and his mother if they retaliate (not that Betas, and especially Omegas, had much of a percentage, if any, of winning a lawsuit against an Alpha). And Silver sr. does, because his only child (a strapping boy, an Alpha! How proud is he!) is set to take over the legendary Silver business, and needs to keep the connections, name, and social hierarchy a fancy university will maintain for him—not the shame a penniless, pregnant Omega and bastard puppy will bring. Why, what a pity they outlawed the Breeding Farms a century ago—he’d have that Omega slut banished there instead. He wishes Terrance had been more discreet, true—but then there’s that ridiculous Alpha bragging pride that his son knocked up an untouched 14 year old Omega at, what, only 18? A proper Alpha already! He signs the papers with a flourish, plans out the monthly fee—measured in accordance, of course, if the child comes out an Alpha (wonderful, but doubtful), a Beta (boring), or an Omega (vermin). He chides Terrance with a good laugh over their favorite Irish whiskey and imported Cuban cigars, and doesn’t give the matter a second thought. Margaret will oversee the little monthly problem. Now, back to securing that fantastic deal with that German company...

(Anyway, Anon, Terry did think that Danny-boy had been quite the little darling, probably the prettiest Omega Terry ever saw—but that means nothing, really, since the kid was only good for an (admittedly excellent) fuck, and it had been great fun taking his first time. Oh, he’d seen the way the boy’s big eyes had looked shyly his way after that night when they passed each other in the school corridors between classes they never shared—and he’d paid no heed outside of scoffing once he’d passed. What, did the kid think Terry would date him or something, that they’d be official? That Terry’d give him his varsity jacket, like how Johnny had given his to his Omega girl, Betsy? Did the boy really think Terry would love him? Omegas these days. Ridiculous.)

Father transfers the boy to another school, Omega only, and not that dreadful like most of those were—really, the boy should thank him on bended knee!—so he can have the pup like he wants (why not just terminate the blasted thing?), and complete his education. It’s more than many an Omega usually gets, since the discomfort of unshared Heats, the high-percentage fail rate of suppressants, and the sheer yearning of wanting an Alpha to fuck and mate them make many drop-out young. And they’re pressured anyway, to find an Alpha, and get married off as soon as possible, even as young as 13 if they start their Heats early—something which the Government always turned a blind eye to, even here in progressive California. After all, Omegas don’t need to have brains, just spread their dainty legs and pump out pups. Easy peasy. 

So, Terry feels good about the...situation. Mostly. There’s a niggling sensation there, something that feels like it’s pressing on a bruise that Terry doesn’t even know he has. No matter, it’ll pass. He’ll ring up his Alpha pals, Johnny, Ponytail, and Mikey��it’ll make for an amusing yarn to share over dinner and bourbon (and maybe a couple Omega whores if he can bribe Milos to get them for Pony and Mike, since John got boring once he started mooning over Betsy). 

Terry only just wishes he could get the kid out of his memory, damn it. Why, the way he’d caught Terry’s eye since the school year had started, tiny little fluffy-haired brunette—like he’d been tailored just for Terry’s personal tastes. The sweet, addictive scent of him when Terry had bumped into him between classes, once, twice, thrice on purpose—before casually asking him to his party. And when he’d shown up, all in over his head and cutely thanking Terry for the invite—Terry had been ridiculously charmed, deciding then and there that the kid was his that night. (Who cared that he was 14-looking-12? Society didn’t give a flying fuck about Omega-rights and nor did Terry, though both pretended they did.) Anyway, he knew he’d decided rightly when, later on, his mouth had watered like never before to stake his claim on that mating gland when the kid had curled up in his lap away from prying eyes, tipsy and adorable. Or how gorgeous those brown eyes were, especially when they’d looked shyly up at him with such tender affection that Terry had carried him off then and there to his bedroom. The flushed cheeks, the plump mouth moving naively against his own. It was nearly too much. And those sweet, if surprised, sobs of pleasure when he’d...

Shit, he needs another fucking drink. 

So what happens next, Anon?

Daniel has the pup, of course—an Omega he names Samantha. And he loves her from the moment she’s placed screaming in his exhausted arms. Adores her instantly, perhaps even more than usual, because she has her father’s wavy dark hair, and his bright blue eyes...

...Daniel manages to get through school until 18, finding it tremendously difficult to balance studying, and a part time job, and a puppy, but he pushes through it, sometimes on three hours of sleep a night, determined. And maybe a little bit angry (and a lot hurt). The meagre monthly stipend he receives from Terry’s father for having an Omega puppy covers some of Sam’s expenses, and that’s a blessing regardless, because she’ll have it until she has her Omega coming of age at 16, when the dole will stop. It’s not that bad, he supposes wistfully sometimes when Sam’s asleep, and his homework is completed, and it’s just him and his lonesome thoughts. 

(Not that bad even if it does sting that Terry’s never bothered to contact them, or that he hasn’t seen the Alpha since he was pulled out of that school early March. Just to have one more look at him, that’s all he wanted. For old times sake...)

As for Ma, well she's eternally disappointed in him, of course, even though Daniel tries his very best. But she left New Jersey to give him a better life, a better chance across the country where Omegas were allowed to flourish—and what did he do to repay her just a few months later? Oh, she loves Sammy very much and helps take care of her, but something breaks down in their relationship, and Daniel simply doesn’t have the tools to fix it. So when, at 18, Daniel and little Sam relocate to the Bronx for a charity-organized paid training position for single-parent Omegas it’s with a strange, if bittersweet, relief on both sides of the parting. 

But he’s grateful to be trained as a mechanic, a position Omegas aren’t usually taught, nor hired to be in. But Daniel’s a fighter, he fought for equal-opportunity job rights, fought for his little Sam, for himself. He won’t let his past hurt him. He’s gonna move on. Maybe the progressive, Omega-friendly New York City is where he’s meant to be. 

And for a while he’s right, Anon, because now, at 20, he’s respected at his job, and makes a decent living. He’s even landed a good-looking 30 year old blond fighter pilot in the Alpha Armed Forces (the AAF) named Johnny. They’re living together, and Johnny popped the question a little while ago. Daniel’s now got a nice little ring on his finger, and Johnny’s even tried to Claim him, but for some reason it didn’t take...

Whatever. Johnny doesn’t care that the Claim didn’t hold, or that Daniel has had a pup with another Alpha. Sammy likes him, he’s got a steady job, he makes Daniel laugh nearly as much as they bicker, and okay, okay—it’s so very nice to be petted, and cuddled, and wanted, and have his natural Omega urges satisfied. Oh, Daniel likes Johnny very much. (Maybe one day he’ll even love him.)

So, overall, things are going well!

...Until it doesn’t, Anon, because one day, Daniel finds himself adding the finishing touches to a gorgeous vintage black convertible with red leather insides that some fool rear-ended. A classic make like this would cost a pretty penny; whatever Alpha owns this (and of course it’s an Alpha)—is filthy, disgustingly rich. 

He should have known then, should have realized before the owner showed up, before the long stride of expensive dress shoes was heard echoing off the concrete floors. Before that familiar scent of bourbon and cigar smoke hit his nose.

But Daniel doesn’t, so when Terry Silver—wealthier, taller, and more dashing than ever—shows up, Daniel finds himself backing up against the car he just polished, so many emotions tangled up in his stomach it’ll take years to pull them apart, if ever. 

Terry’s polite, charming, sophisticated. But the years have sharpened him like a knife, making his smile at once captivating and deadly. He tells Daniel in a friendly manner how he’s very recently become the head of his family’s company, now that his father’s finally passed. That he’s the one who sent Daniel the latest monthly stipend for Sam seeing that Margaret was dismissed immediately after the funeral. That he’s known the exact whereabouts of Daniel and Samantha for two weeks now, since the day his father died. 

Terry tells him, still grinning even while Daniel’s hands start shaking—of the fact that his convertible landing in Daniel’s bodyshop was not a stroke of luck, but rather a set-up. A plan not only for Terry’s personal amusement, but also to soothe his rage—to observe Danny at work, see how an Omega got by at a (haha!) paying job. A job which he, sweet Danny-boy, should never have been fucking trained for in the first place, which he should never have been working at. Or working, whatsoever. 

That Terry knows—and here his blue eyes grow so cold when he glances in utter disgust at the simple engagement ring that they look like ice—about Johnny. About their wedding plans. About the failed Claiming. 

And lastly, lastly because this is all not enough of shock for one day, for one life—

—the reason, Terry says as lightly as if he were mentioning the weather, the Claiming failed from that subpar fool of an Alpha is because you’ve already been Claimed, sweetheart. Since that night when you were 14. For several years now, you’ve been mine. And, Danny-boy, darling—you didn’t even suspect a thing. 

Daniel can’t breathe, can’t think. Can’t do anything except put up his hands defensively as Terry steps in close, crowding Daniel against the convertible, the knots of his spine shoved hard enough against the polished metal to be sore for days. 

Terry’s shadow towers over Daniel, and his hands hold his wrists so tightly that he wraps them in bruises just as he did all those years ago. Daniel whimpers in pain, in fear, in terrified confusion at how quickly his life has turned upside down again—and Terry’s smile broadens as he grinds Daniel’s wrist bones painfully.

All these years, Terry whispers in his ear, I couldn't get you out of my fucking mind. It was like having a fever that never got better. I had to make it better; I had to get better, Danny-boy. My father, curse him, wouldn't have it. He thought it was nonsense, that it would run its course, and when it didn't, he took great care to keep any and all information about you and my pup away from me. Margaret helped. And I waited, waited until he dropped dead by either my hand or fate, and everything he owned and signed and kept hidden—became mine. Though you, Terry says kissing the top of his head tenderly, have always been. 

He takes Daniel in his arms, rests his head against his chest, against his heartbeat. Chuckles when he feels the tremors going through Daniel's body. 

Terry gives Daniel an ultimatum: Daniel and Sam can go back with him to LA on his private plane, latest by tomorrow night—or he takes Sam with him in the next hour, and Daniel will never see her again, he’ll make sure of it. What's Daniel going to do, anyways? A working-class Omega who got knocked up at 14, attempt to go up against an Alpha, a Silver? Oh, sweetheart. How you make me laugh! 

And it's bullshit, total bullshit in every way because of course there's only one solution. There's no way Daniel would ever leave his little girl, and Terry knows this. He's always known this. It's the ace up his sleeve. 

So he wipes the tear that falls down Daniel’s cheek almost gently, letting his thumb linger on Daniel’s wobbling bottom lip. There’s a hunger in his eyes, a possessive desire. A cold-blooded triumph. 

“Well, Danny-boy?” he says fondly. 

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@onesingleglance​ cam!! here is ur present I made u a playlist as stated it was intended to be heartstopper themed but I didn’t really nail it ighdkfhgkfdhg pretend it is tho. also I didn’t know if u liked gracie abrams or not so I left her off the playlist but I would’ve put her if u did. imma dm u the link to the playlist bc my spotify has my name in it and I don’t need that on the internet but the playlist tracks are below!! have a most merry christmas and a wonderful new year bestie!!!

1. good 4 u by olivia rodrigo

2. telepath by conan gray

3. psycho by maisie peters

4. she’s so gone by naomi scott 

5. yeah yeah yeah by blackpink

6.  antihero (ft. bleachers) by taylor swift

7. heart of mine by the driver era

8. like whoa (a&a version) by aly &aj

9. already over by sabrina carpenter

10. where were you in the morning by shawn mendes

11. deja vu by olivia rodrigo

12. won’t hurt myself by fickle friends

13. little league by conan gray

14. thelma & louise by bastille

15. as it was by harry styles

16. question...? by taylor swift

17. cruel by foxes

18. blonde by maisie peters

19. never be the one by olivia o’brien

20. crush culture by conan gray

21. traitor by olivia rodrigo

22. wilson (expensive mistakes) by fall out boy

23. I’ll be dancing (bonus track) by resa saffa park

24. new rules - freedo remix by dua lipa, fredo

25. baby blue shades by bad suns

26. what would you do? by tate mcrae

27. read my mind by rebecca black (the cover art is weird I’m sorry the song slaps tho)

28. mr. brightside by the killers

29. a kiss by the driver era

30. stay by the aces

31. at the end of the day by wallows

[my-chaos-radio-80-list]

Kalimba De Luna - Tony Esposito

Karma Chameleon - Culture Club

Kathy's Gone - Robin Gibb

Kiss Me - Stephen Duffy

Kokomo - The Beach Boys

Kyrie - Mr. Mister

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L.A. Goodbye - Secret Service

La Isla Bonita - Madonna

Lambada - Kaoma

Land Of Confusion - Genesis

Last Christmas - Wham! (Xmas)

Late At Night - Maywood

Lay Your Hands On Me - Thompson Twins

Leave Me Alone - Michael Jackson

Lean On Me - Club Nouveau

Legacy - The Art Of Noise

Lessons In Love - Level 42

Let's Dance - David Bowie

Let’s Hear It For The Boys - Deniece Williams

Life On Your Own - The Human League

Life's What You Make It - Talk Talk

Like A Virgin - Madonna

Lily Was Here - David Stewart feat. Candy Dulfer

Limousine - Hubert Kah

Little 15 - Depeche Mode

Little Girl - Sandra

Little Lies - Fleetwood Mac

Live Is Life - Opus

Live It Up - Mental As Anything

Live To Tell - Madonna

Live Together - Lisa Stansfield

Living In A Box - Living In A Box

Living In Another World - Talk Talk

Living On Video - Trans-X

Long & Lasting Love - Glenn Medeiros

Look Mama - Howard Jones

Losing My Mind - Liza Minelli

Lost Again - Yello

Lost In Your Eyes - Debbie Gibson

Love Bites - Def Leppard

Love Changes (Everything) - Climie Fisher

Love Comes Quickley - Pet Shop Boys

Love Is A Battlefield - Pat Benatar

Love Is A Shield - Camouflage

Love Is A Stranger - Eurythmics

Love My Way - The Psychedelic Furs

Love Of The Common People - Paul Young

Love Somebody - Rick Springfield

Love Spy - Mike Mareen

Love Theme From Flashdance - Helen St. John

Love Train - Holly Johnson

Love Why - Century

Loverboy - Billy Ocean

Lovesong - The Cure

Loving You Is Sweeter Than Ever - Nick Kamen

Lucretia My Reflection - The Sisters Mercy

Luka - Suzanne Vega

Lullaby - The Cure

Lunatic - Gazebo

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Madonna's Eyes - Jennifer Rush

Magic - Olivia Newton-John

Major Tom (Coming Home) - Peter Schilling

Mama - Genesis

Manchild - Neneh Cherry

Manhattan - G'race 

Maniac - Michael Sembello

Mary's Prayer - Danny Wilson

Master And Servant - Depeche Mode

Mercedes Boy - Pebbles

Merry Christmas Everyone - Shakin’ Stevens (Xmas)

Midas Touch - Midnight Star

Midnight Man - Sandra

Mirror Mirror - Dollar

Missing You - Chris de Burgh

Money For Nothing - Dire Straits

Moonlight Shadow - Mike Oldfield

More Than I Can Bear - Matt Bianco

More Than Physical - Bananarama

More Than This - Roxy Music

Mountains - Prince And The Revolution

My Baby Just Cares For Me - Nina Simone

My Inner Voices - Two Of Us

My Oh My - Slade

[parkerbombshell]

Cobwebs And Strange Radio Show #384

Cobwebs And Strange Radio Show  Mondays 12 noon EST , 5pm BST , 9am PDT bombshellradio.com Archival Shows: bombshellradiopodcasts.com COBWEBS AND STRANGE #384 - Galliano - Long Time Gone (The Plot Thickens, 1994) - AIR - Jeanne (Sexy Boy, 1998) - Sister Ghost - She’s Wild (Beyond The Water, 2024)* sisterghost.bandcamp.com - Something Happens - Hello, Hello, Hello, Hello, Hello (Petrol) (Stuck Together With God’s Glue, 1990) - Saint Etienne - Half-Light (The Night, 2024)* - Sylvian / Sakamoto - Forbidden Colours (Merry Christmas, Mr. Lawrence, 1983) - Super 8 - Baibaba Bimba  (Super 8 Goes J-Pop EP, 2024)* trip8.bandcamp.com - The Smiths - Half A Person (The World Won’t Listen, 1987) - The Beatles - Girl (Rubber Soul, 1965) - Grace Slick & The Great Society - Somebody To Love (single version) (Born To Be Burned, 2005) - Kim Milford - Justice (Ciao! Manhattan, 1972) - Roxanne Fontana - Dancing Barefoot (Some Have Fun, 2024)* - David Byrne & Brian Eno - Strange Overtones (Everything That Happens Will Happen Today, 2008) - Curses - Helium (Another Heaven, 2024)* cursesforever.bandcamp.com - The Crazy World Of Arthur Brown - Rest Cure (The Crazy World Of Arthur Brown, 1968) - Billy Idol - White Wedding (Rebel Yell, 1982) - Miley Cyrus - Plastic Heart (Plastic Heart, 2020) - Mick Jagger - Strange Game (Slow Horses Soundtrack, 2022) - Joan Baez - De Colores (Gracias A La Vida (Here's To Life), 1974) - Mango In Euphoria - Lovestruck (single, 2024)* mangoineuphoria.bandcamp.com - DoM - Don't you want me (reggae version) (THE HUMAN LEAGUE vs. THE SUNSHINERS) - Jupiter Motel - Do Ya Think You’re Right? (Jupiter Motel EP, 2024)* jupitermotel.bandcamp.com - UFO - Alone Again Or (Lights Out, 1977) - Noble Johnson - Heinous Crimes & Nursery Rhymes (A Modern Man in Search of His Soul EP, 2024)* noblejonson.bandcamp.com - James Clarke Sounds - Wild Elephants (AKA Blow Up A-Go-Go!) (Small Group + Synthesiser, 1973) - Librarians With Hickeys - Out Of Your Hair (How To Make Friends By Telephone, 2024)* bigstirrecords.bandcamp.com - Out Of My Hair - In The Groove Again (Drop The Roof, 1996) - INCA BABIES - Ghost Machine 9 (Ghost Machine 9, 2024)* incababies1.bandcamp.com - The Fall - 2 x 4 (The Wonderful And Frightening World Of…, 1984) - BABYMONSTER - DRIP (DRIP, 2024)* - CHUU - Chocolate (Strawberry Rush EP, 2024)* - The Kinks - You Really Got Me (Kinks, 1964) - Dave Davies - Death Of A Clown (Something Else By The Kinks, 1967) - The Creation - How Does It Feel To Feel (single, 1968) - The Who - Anyway, Anyhow, Anywhere (single, 1965) - The Easybeats - Friday On My Mind (Friday On My Mind, 1967) - Davy Jones with The Lower Third - You’ve Got A Habit Of Leaving (single, 1965) - Manfred Mann - Semi-Detached Suburban Mr James (single, 1966) - Roy Harper - Sergeant Sunshine (Folkjokeopus, 1969) - The Mickey Finn - The Sporting Life (single, 1965) - Amen Corner - (If Paradise Is) Half As Nice (single, 1969) - Vince Melouney - Women (Make You Feel Alright) - Pentangle - Travelin’ Song (single, 1968) - The Damned - Stretcher Case Baby (single, 1977) - The Rockin’ Vickers - Dandy (single, 1966) - Dani Sheridan - Guess I’m Dumb (single, 1966) - The First Gear - Leave My Kitten Alone (single, 1964) - Tony Christie & The Trackers - Life’s Too Good To Waste (single, 1966) - The Sensational Alex Harvey - Vambo (Hot City: The 1974 Unreleased Album, 1974) - The Sallyangie – Two Ships (single, 1969)   Read the full article

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"M- Merry Christmas!" Gou's face is bright red as he hands Ash and Gary their presents. He's fairly confident they'll like them, but he's still nervous.

He got them each a small batch of custom pokeballs. Ash's have the Alola League logo on them, and Gary's are patterned like Umbreon's rings.

"I made them myself. T- They should work like Ultra Balls, if I did it right!"

Ash, as always, tears open his gifts quickly. He's excited. He loves it, the balls looking so cool. "These are so neat!" He tells Gou, going to give the boy a quick kiss on the lips. "They got Alola on them, Gare, lookit!"

Gary opens his and smiles at them. "You made 'em, huh? Good job, Gou-Gurt." Gary too, kisses the boy on the mouth.