#Monster sized misunderstanding au

[percyaugod]

Monster-sized Misunderstanding AU

03 Good genes AU where Donnie is still fully there mentally, just a lot of misunderstanding and turtle luck.

Nothing like Hearing Donnie screaming, some crunching, and coming to see a giant monster and blood(from transformation) to give the wrong idea.

The worst part is that Donnie can't talk in that form and can't explain himself. Can honestly barely even move without breaking something because of the new size, strength, and center of balance. Breaking things and looking like he's lunging at them when he starts falling forward is not helping his case.

So Donnie not only has to deal with processing what happened and finding a cure, but his friends and family hunting him down to avenge him.

[wangxianficfinder]

A/B/O Compilation

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Omega WWX / Alpha LWJ

🔒🧡 in flagrante delicto by synonemous (E, 39k, WangXian, Modern AU, Serial killer WangXian, A/B/O, Mpreg, Smut, Wangxian's Canon Kinks, Modern Yi City arc, Angst with a happy ending)

🧡 Don't Wanna Fall by nekojita (M, 111k, WangXian, Mpreg, A/B/O, Fix-it, Lots of pining, Angst with a happy ending, Canon Divergence, Child thief WN)

🧡 Born to Blossom, Bloom to Perish by LadyMithiel (M, 133k, WIP, WangXian, A/B/O, Mpreg, Angst, Mostly Canon compliant)

4018 by sweetlolixo (E, 28k, wangxian, Canon Divergence, A/B/O, Older LWJ, Immortal LWJ, Pregnant WWX, Alpha LWJ, Omega WWX, Age Difference, Boypussy, Vaginal Fingering, Dry Humping, Knotting, Blow Jobs, Dirty Talking LWJ, Angst with a Happy Ending, Size Difference, Feminization)

Sizhui's Smiles by RenaFair (T, 11k, WangXian, Possessive Behavior, A/B/O Dynamics, Alpha LWJ, Omega WWX, Alpha LSZ, Mpreg, Minor Child Character Death, Read the summary between the lines)

and the calm is deep where the quiet waters flow by izanyas (M, 303k, WangXian, off-screen rape, oppression, violence, sexual assault, grief/mourning, unwanted pregnancy) Mind the warnings!!

Not my Betrothed by Missty0foxx (E, 21k, WangXian, Canon Era, A/B/O Dynamics, Younger WWX, Older LWJ, Teenage WWX, Alpha LWJ, Omega WWX, Possessive LWJ, Jealous LWJ, WWX Has a Fear of Dogs, Abusive YZY, Sexual Tension, Cockblocking, LWJ Has a Biting Kink, Rough Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Rough Sex, WWX Self-Lubricates, LWJ Has a Big Dick, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Mating Bites, Knotting, Rimming, Nesting, Pheromones, Implied Mpreg)

truly a love story for the ages by sweetlolixo (E, 4k, WangXian, Modern AU, Omegaverse, Dark LWJ, Dark WWX, Alpha LWJ, Omega WWX, Dark!Wangxian, Power Couple, slight daddy kink, Crack, Pregnant WWX)

Home is where the heart is by HikariNoHimeWriter (T, 3k, wangxian, JYL/JZX, JYL & WWX, JYL & LWJ, No Sunshot Campaign, A/B/O, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Omega WWX, Omega JYL, Alpha LWJ, Rogue Cultivator WWX, But only a glimpse of it, JYL is a good big sister, She Deserves Love, She also loves A-Xian, more love for her, Family Fluff, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Not JC Friendly, Abusive YZY, JC & YZY are only mentioned)

🔒 Disruptions by mondengel (M, 3k, wangxian, A/B/O, Mating Cycles/In Heat)

Tastes Like You by airinshaw (E, 30k, wangxian, modern, A/B/O, Alpha LWJ, Scenting, Claiming, Bites, Getting Together, Light Dom/sub)

throw me in the deep end by lazulink (E, 12k, wangxian, A/B/O, No War, Canon Era, Mating Run, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Mating Bites, Friends to Lovers, Nesting, Alpha LWJ, Omega WWX, Knotting, Bondage, Spanking, Rimming, Breeding Kink, additional warnings in authors note)

🔒A Mother’s Curse (A Mother’s Blessing) by Eudoxia (E, 33k, wangxian, A/B/O, Omega WWX, Alpha LWJ, Huli Jing LWJ, Huli Jing WWX, Everyone Lives, Curses, Case Fic, Animal Transformation, Arranged Marriage, Misunderstandings, No Sunshot Campaign, No Yīn Iron, Cloud Recesses Study Arc, LXC is a good brother!, He tries so hard!!, Mentions of Ace LXC, Mentions of Ace WN, Knotting, Rimming, Blow Jobs, Oral Sex, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Mating Bites, Mating Bond, Size Kink, 69 (Sex Position), Mpreg, Pregnancy, Pregnant Sex, wangxian Have a Breeding Kink, Intersex Male Omegas, Vaginal Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Cunnilingus, Squirting, wangxian Have a Non-Con/Rape Kink, but no actual CNC/rape play occurs in this fic. It's only discussed. there is also discussions of monster fucking but no actual monster fucking)

get a little bit, come a little close by verseau (E, 5k, wangxian, Canon Divergence, A/B/O, Mildly Dubious Consent)

Kingfisher Feathers by anonymous (E, 122k, WIP, WangXian, Royalty AU, Emperor LWJ, Concubine WWX, A/B/O, Mpreg, Mutual Pining, Angst with a happy ending)

🔒🧡 Rule Number One: Never get attached. by KizuKatana (E, 130k, WangXian, Modern AU, A/B/O, Criminal underworld AU, Fluff and angst, Crime boss LWJ, Rouge criminal genius WWX, Explicit Sex)

The best kept secrets (taste the sweetest) by h0peless_oblivion (T, 13k, WIP, WangXian, Omega Verse, A/B/O Dynamics, Canon Divergence, Mpreg, Unplanned Pregnancy, Getting Together, Mutual Pining, Misunderstandings, Child LSZ, Alpha LWJ, Omega WWX, Fluff and Angst, Secret Baby, Past pining while fucking, Happy Ending, WWX doesn’t lose his golden core, Probably ooc, mention of possible SA (not between wangxian), Madam Lán Backstory, Good Uncle LQR)

The Marks on my Skin by Missty0foxx (E, 18k, WangXian, A/B/O Dynamics, Alpha LWJ, Omega WWX, Teenage LWJ/Teenage WWX, Matchmaker LXC, Red String of Fate, First Kiss, Pining WangXian, Fluff and Smut, Abusive YZY, Weddings, Marriage, Wedding Night, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Rutting, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Mating Bites, Blow Jobs, Self-Lubrication, Marathon Sex, Knotting, LWJ Has a Big Dick, LWJ Has a Biting Kink, WangXian Have a Breeding Kink)

🔒Pendulum by ShippersList (M, 69k, WangXian, XiYao, Canon Divergence, A/B/O Dynamics, Non-Traditional A/B/O Dynamics, Alpha LWJ, Omega WWX, Misunderstandings, Canon-Typical Violence, Spies & Secret Agents, Fake Character Death, Slow Burn, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Angst with a Happy Ending, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, BAMF WWX, Attempted Sexual Assault, Canonical Character Death, Mutual Pining, Good MY, Introspection, Self-Sacrificing WWX, Love Confessions, Protective LWJ, past child sexual abuse)

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Omega LWJ / Alpha WWX

ornament by iliacquer (E, 5k, wangxian, A/B/O, Breathplay, Extremely Dubious Consent, Alpha WWX, Omega LWJ, Implied Mpreg, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Public Sex, Public Humiliation, Exhibitionism, absolutely unhinged ooc smut, Top WWX, Bottom LWJ, Collars, Inappropriate use of resentful energy)

plant the seed of your love, let it take root by lulu_kitty (E, 37k, wangxian, modern, A/B/O, Omega LWJ, Bottom LWJ, Alpha WWX, Top WWX, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Nesting, Knotting, Wangxian Have a Breeding Kink, Intersex Anatomy, Vaginal Sex, Anal Play, Double Penetration in Two Holes, Male Lactation, Lactation Kink, Quarantine Baby AU, Domestic Fluff, Mpreg, Unplanned Pregnancy, Pregnancy Kink, pandemic references, Everyone Lives AU, PWP, Fluff without Plot, Bratji behavior, Unrealistically Good First Time)

shyer by mellowflicker (E, 2k, wangxian, A/B/O, Canon Divergence, Omega LWJ, Alpha WWX, Bottom LWJ, Mating Cycles/In Heat)

five years gone by quillifer (E, 14k, wangxian, modern, A/B/O, Mpreg, Alpha WWX, Omega LWJ, Breakup/makeup, Miscommunication, Pregnant Sex, consent is king, soft sad and horny, Happy Ending, Bottom LWJ, Hurt/Comfort, Unplanned Pregnancy)

🔒❤️ spider lilies to sunflowers by cicer (E, 33k, wangxian, A/B/O, YLLZ WWX, fairy tale elements, mpreg, omega LWJ, alpha WWX, LWJ topping from the bottom, Mojo’s post)

🔒 so full of love i could barely eat by cicer (E, 40k, wangxian, A/B/O, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Omega LWJ, Alpha WWX, Bottom LWJ, mentions of mpreg, Breastfeeding, Lactation Kink, Male Lactation, Golden Core Reveal, Fix-It, Canon Divergence, Intersex, Knotting)

🔒 I is for Instinct by beeswaxing (E, 71k, WangXian, A/B/O Dynamics, Alpha WWX, Omega LWJ, Scenting, Possessive Behavior, Getting Together, First Time, First Kiss, Public Display of Affection, Public Claiming, Omega Verse, Good Parent LQR, Alpha YZY, Good Parent YZY, Family Feels, Fluff, Romance, Aftermath of Violence, Slice of Life, Modern AU, College/University, BAMF WWX, Soft WangXian, Barebacking, Knotting, Semi-Public Sex, Shameless, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Mpreg)

penumbra by globose (E, 21k, WangXian, A/B/O Dynamics, Bottom LWJ/Top WWX, Mpreg, YLLZ WWX, Demon/Human Relationships, Supernatural Elements, Omega LWJ)

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Omega/Omega

🔒💖 i am the storm by everythingispoetry (M, 3k, wangxian, canon divergence, Sunshot Campaign, A/B/O, non-traditional A/B/O dynamics, Omega LWJ, Omega WWX, BAMF WWX, protective WWX, pre-relationship, mentions of rape/non-con, mentions of miscarriage)

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Alpha/Alpha

Body Language by Scourge Daughter (scourgedaughter) (E, 33k, wangxian, F/F, modern, Office au, Office Romance, Hacking, hacker au kinda even though there's barely any onscreen, cybersecurity, A/B/O, Alpha/Alpha, Alpha WWX, Alpha LWJ, They both have dicks, wlw, Arranged Marriage, arranged marriage is not between wangxian, there is no wangxian/others, WangXian Endgame, Happy Ending, YZY's a+ parenting, Boston, boston as a location and a threat, isabella stewart gardner museum, porn despite the plot, wei ying's penchant to turn bad situations into opportunities, Suicide mention, Canonical Character Death, Sexual Harassment, Drunk LWJ, ruts, Anal Sex, spitting, Biting, Switch wangxian, They both top and bottom that's love baby, Genderbend, Meet kinda ugly, Vibes of enemies to lovers but it's wangxian so)

How to Deal with the Conundrum of Your Past Self: A Case Study by anatheme (E, 16k, wangxian, A/B/O, YLLZ WWX, Established Relationship, Pining, Sexual Tension, alpha YLLZ/alpha LWJ/omega mxy!wwx: the fic, ft. soft married wangxian, Threesome - M/M/M, yes lwj gets the knot after xx years, Bottom LWJ, Switch wangxian, Knotting, time travel of sorts, a thesis on making peace with and loving yourself, Happy Ending, welcome to my lwj has 2 hands for 2 wwx agenda)

🔒Not Your Typical Alpha by Eudoxia (E, 14k, Female WangXian, Non-Traditional A/B/O Dynamics, Gender Changes, Alpha LWJ, Alpha WWX, Always a Different Sex, Rule 63, lesbian wangxian, Intersex female alphas, Knotting, Knotting Dildos, Dildos, Sex Toys, Awkward Sexual Situations, Vaginal Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Vaginal Fisting, Cunnilingus, Biting, Spanking, Size Kink, Scent Kink, Spit Kink, Spit As Lube, lube as lube, Blow Jobs, Tit Slapping, Nipple Play, Lactation Kink, Come Inflation, Belly Bulge, pleasure dom lwj, Light Dom/sub, Cervix play, fantasizing about cervical penetration, Multiple Orgasms, WangXian Have a Breeding Kink, Loss of Virginity, First Time, Virginity Kink, Roommates/Housemates)

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Alpha/Beta, Beta/Beta, Omega/Beta

The Dare by Deastar (E, 16k, wangxian, A/B/O, Non-Traditional A/B/O Dynamics, Beta/Omega, Omega WWX, Beta LWJ, Canon Divergence, two self-sacrificing idiots go on a journey of self-discovery through the medium of marathon sex, unapologetically a fix-it, Post-Sunshot Campaign)

🔒💖 still lifes from a universe with you in it by everythingispoetry (T, 31k, wangxian, A/B/O, Canon Divergence, Non-Traditional A/B/O Dynamics, Beta WWX, Omega LWJ, Everyone Lives AU, Cultivation Sect Politics, Family Feels, Hurt/Comfort, let lwj be spoiled agenda, immortal cultivators nonsense, Fluff, Autistic LWJ)

Under Extreme Duress by sssrha (T, 33k, wangxian, JFM/YZY, JYL/NMJ, LXC/NHS, JC/JZX, A/B/O, Non-Traditional A/B/O Dynamics, Beta/Beta, Beta WWWX, Beta LWJ, Asexual WWX, Asexual LWJ, nearly everyone else is constantly horny, Crack, Accidental Baby Acquisition, WangXian gets together almost immediately, No Miscommunication, Implied Sexual Content, and a whole lot of it, "everyday" is cuddles, and letters when they can't cuddle, No Sunshot Campaign, Sect Leader WQ, Wangxian would like everyone to know, that premarital sex is forbidden, but they know no one's gonna listen to them, WIP)

OTHER

Wangxian A/B/O Bingo by Deastar (E, 99k, WangXian, Major Character Death, Underage, Rape/Non-Con, A/B/O, Qishan Wen Indoctrination, Dubious Consent, Alpha LWJ, Omega WWX, Mpreg, Abortion, Pining while fucking, This universe's version of rape culture, Non-Traditional A/B/O Dynamics, Xuanwu of Slaughter Cave, Hurt/Comfort, Dirty Talk, Omega LWJ, WWX Has Self-Worth Issues, Post-Canon, Alpha WWX, Alpha/Beta, Beta LWJ, Rule 63, Female LWJ/Female WWX, unlearning your bigoted programming, Canon Divergence, Beta/Omega, two self-sacrificing idiots go on a journey of self-discovery through the medium of marathon sex, unapologetically a fix-it, Post-Sunshot Campaign, Attempted Rape/Non-Con, I wouldn't say we're quite in dead dove territory but this is a heavy one so proceed with caution, Guilt, Shame, Psychological Trauma, Non-Consensual Humiliation, Non-Consensual Voyeurism, Beta/Beta, Demisexual LWJ, Trans WWX, Fluff and Smut, Partial Cisswap, Cloud Recesses Study Arc, poor LQr is just trying to be a supportive ace elder and doing a great job actually, too bad it goes right over his niece's head, Beta WWX, Implied/Referenced Dubious Consent, not between WWX and LWJ, JFM & YZY's A+ parenting, Oblivious WWX, Angst)

[wannab-urs]

Pedro Pascal Character Fic Recs | Vol 44

AO3 | Kofi | Main Masterlist | The Spreadsheet Masterlist

Howdy Folks!

Welcome to the 44th Spreadsheet Digest. It's quite short this week because I've been reading a book and doing last minute Christmas shopping.

As always, if you want to be on the digest, tag me in your work. I will try to read it. I am so behind on my TBR I'm actually scared to look at my mentions... but still tag me please.

Honey, You're Familiar a Dieter one shot by @murder-wife

Stella Stone moved from Hollywood a decade ago following her divorce to fellow actor, Dieter Bravo. She returns when she is nominated for an Oscar and is soon face to face with their contentious past.

angst, smut, unprotected PIV, oral sex, one face slap, no age gap, leaving one or two things untagged for spoiler reasons, you know how I do.

Shadows a Din one shot by @burntheedges

you were pretty sure the ship was haunted.

spooky vibes, flirting, feelings and smut, canon-typical violence (with a bounty), this is a tentacle monster fic and there is smut, so keep that in mind, it's exactly what you think it is, kissing, grinding, fingering, but not with fingers, p-in-v sex, creampie, cuddling, manhandling, except not with hands, if you get my drift, pet names (cyar'ika, mesh'la, good girl), no mention of details for reader other than wearing clothes and being a mechanic

Riduur in Training a Din one shot by @absurdthirst, @storiesofthefandomlovers

You arrive with the Armorer to take your place as Din Djarin's riduur, one that he had no warning of. Trained to be the spouse of the next leader of the covert - you will be dar'manda if he rejects you. And Din is horrified to learn that you have been trained for his pleasure.

Sexual training/grooming, mentions of creeds and honor, cults, playing fast and loose with Mandalorian traditions, removing helmets, forced weddings, nudity, masturbation, oral sex (male and female receiving), loss of virginity, fingering, vaginal sex, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, humiliation, dishonor, pregnancy

but he's the one I want a Joel one shot by @wheresarizona

All you needed was to see if your dad’s friend, Joel, had a spare key to your father’s house. Instead, you get railed within an inch of your life on Joel’s couch.

DBF!Joel Miller, slightly possessive Joel Miller, pre-Outbreak, age gap, explicit consent, unprotected p in v (wrap it up!), creampie, oral sex (f receiving), vaginal fingering, dirty talk, size kink, praise kink, spit as lube, overstimulation, sex on stairs, body worship, slight body insecurity, getting caught, misunderstandings, angst with a happy ending, Die Hard is a Christmas movie debate)

Luster a Joel one shot by moon_mint (AO3)

Just my humble contribution to the fine genre of Joel Miller stepdad AUs. Slaps fic like I'm a used car salesman. This baby has grief and trauma! Stepcest! People not knowing how to process their feelings! Messed up families! Teenage hormones! Adult hormones! All in the safety of fiction!

No Outbreak AU, Stepfather!Joel, stepcest, Parental Death, Masturbation, Vaginal Fingering, degradation kink, Angst, PIV Sex, Daddy Kink, Blowjobs, Bad Parenting, messed up and toxic family dynamics in general, Age Difference

how do you sleep? a Joel one shot by @thriftedtchotchkes

joel's always there to comfort you with his words and a warm bed after a nightmare, but tonight, you need a little more

jackson era, soft!joel, comfort, undefined relationship, getting together, mentions of nightmares & insomnia, smut, unprotected piv, slow/intimate sex, creampie

Crash a Marcus M series by @moonlitbirdie (ezrasbirdie on AO3)

Harboring a secret crush on her step-father would be enough to make any girl a little crazy. Years after your mother leaves him, however, Marcus Moreno is still the one you go to when you need saving.

Step-cest, Step-cest adjacent, Step-dad!Marcus Moreno, Age Difference, Missy does not exist, Mommy Issues, Daddy Issues, Manipulative Reader, manipulative marcus, Smut, Angst, Masturbation, Sex Toys, dead dove, Spanking, Dubious Consent

Ma meilleure ennemie an Oberyn one shot by @sanarsi

Your families hate each other but you are young and in love.

forbidden love, hurt/comfort, soft!Oberyn, so much feelings, arguing, young dumb and so much in love

The Graduate Pero one shot @absurdthirst, @storiesofthefandomlovers

From the very first day in his class, you manage to piss Professor Tovar off. Thinking him antiquated as the history class he teaches. Verbally sparring with him until things turn physical in his office, you start hate fucking your professor every chance you get.

Insults, rough sex, hate fucking, verbal sparring, power imbalance, age gap (everyone is legal), squirting, fingering, vaginal sex, oral sex (male receiving), slight exhibitionism, threat of being discovered, hurt feelings, angst

Happy Reading!

[mega-punani]

I love ur pirate AU and I’m not sure if this was asked before but..

how would the skellies react to y/n being a surprisingly good fighter?

for example they are in trouble against some big bad guys and y/n comes and fights them easily

I’m new to ur blog so apologies if there was a misunderstanding in my ask😅

HELL YEAH, OP Y/N TO THE RESCUE!!!

MC CAN KICK ASS:

Sans: Gawdayum, he didn't think anyone could move like you did. Sure, Papyrus is nimble, and Blue is strong. But you were so different? He's mesmerized by the way you sent those Marines flying and even more so with your ability to dodge from every angle. Someone who can fight and heal? Now you definitely need to be on his crew.

Papyrus: WOWEE! Papyrus had never seen a full-grown monster get taken down that quickly! And with such tact, such grace! He'll follow you around to ask you to train together or at least spar. He really wants to learn your fighting style, and he thinks this is a great start to an amazing friendship.

Blue: Hell. Yes. You are definitely sparring him. YOU ARE SO COOL- Where'd you learn to do all that? Can he learn too? Can you teach him? Please do! He's a great student and a super good listener! He's sure he can pick it up in no time. Besides, if he doesn't, you'll be there to help him out!

Stretch: Wow, that's hot. Like, that's REALLY HOT. Stretch is stuttering and tripping over himself like never before. He never knew he had a thing for fighters, but here we are? Do you wanna use that move on him? He's never going to ask you that, though. It's just a passing thought...

Red: Red has never been more DOWN BAD. WHAT A BABE- Red would pay his weight in gold for you to pin him down like that... Mans is practically slobbering and will poke at your nerves to get you to throw hands. What? He just likes the kinda sweetheart that can kick his ass.

Edge: No comment... FINE. HE THINKS YOU'RE COOL. But not like that's important to him. He prides himself in his intellectual and calculated combat rather than the uncouth way that you approach things... okay. That move was brilliant. He's definitely not going to adopt that move. Not at all.

Razz: oh. wow. Razz is unusually quiet. (Cash knows why and will tease him after.) It's not that he's impressed it's just... oddly mesmerizing. He's seen strong fighters, but hell... not as skilled at you. Maybe he can finally make maps while a battle is going on... Now he can avoid wasting valuable map time and have you defend him! Oh (Y/N)~

Cash: He's not a fan. Sure, it's cool. Sure it's pretty hot. But that also means you can kick the crew's ass. He is not on board w/ having someone as powerful and skilled as you on the ship... No, he's not just saying that cause you totally caught him stealing and beat his hiney...

Bear: Small human strong? Bear's size and strength has made him an almost unbeatable opponent. But you were one tough cookie. It felt relieving to know that you wouldn't break under his touch, and he didn't have to be super careful about patting you too hard. Also, if you carry him, it'll open a whole new gate he never knew was closed...

Cinnamon: Cinnamon had seen strong auras, but yours was STRONG-STRONG. He's just a little intimidated, but seeing as you are super nice to him, he doesn't have too many worries. Maybe the two of you can train together sometimes? Whenever you aren't busy, of course... he'd love for you to give him some pointers. And maybe pick him up.

[thedemonofcat]

au: Jaskier was born with some kind of rare magical ability. Despite the fact that he could control plants and bring dead ones back to life. He also could make new flowers grow from the ground. However, his selfish parents wanted to use his power for their own gain. In the Pankratz family home, Jaskier was locked away.

The majority of Jaskier's life, he was told a lie that he was too ill to leave the house. Jaskier was drugged by his parents to make sure he stayed at bay with his powers, and sometimes he was even too sick to leave his bed. Jaskier was so sheltered during his childhood that he barely knew that monsters existed, which further prevented him from learning about his magic. It was only when he saw his father pay a witcher for killing a monster in Lettenhove that he realized the truth.

However nothing could stop Jaskier from discovering his love from his music and So Jaskier ran away with a desire to travel and play his songs.

The first time Jaskier got to Oxenfurt, he was extremely unaware of what was transpiring on most of the time out on the continent. Since Jaskier was so naive, most people assumed that it was just a misunderstanding or some kind of act on his part. As a result, no one noticed when Jaskier's magic came out in small bursts.

This is part of the reason why Jaskier sings about something that doesn't exist in the world when Geralt first meets him. As a matter of fact, he didn't even know what monsters were real and what were works of fiction.

Initially, Geralt thinks that Jaskier is merely stupid, due to his lack of knowledge of what actually happens in the world and the way things actually are. In time, Jaskier does reveal his childhood experience of being confined to his house. Considering that Jaskier has never smelled sick before on the path, Geralt is suspicious.

In the aftermath of the mountain, Jaskier is captured and brought back to Lettenhove by his parents. His condition suddenly deteriorated to the point where he was stuck in bed again. In the meantime, Lettenhove has grown crops better and the size of the crops has increased.

Hence, rumors spread that Lettenhove is a magical town. The rumor is heard by a witcher who remembers Jaskier telling him that he came from Lettenhove a long time ago. A friend to whom Geralt desperately wants to apologize.

[canyon-tale]

So! I had a few questions, (most of them are about Cross I just fell in love with him):

• Since the Bad Sans Poly is going on, does he show some more affection than others?

• Does he have equivalents to XGaster, Chara and Frisk (and the others)?

• Can Nightmare shrink his body down from his size or is he always stuck on a giant scale?

• Does Cross use the X on his tail as a weapon?

• And I'd just love to know more about Void corrupt Killer, I'm super curious about him!

Thank you!! 🫶

Oooh, these are some great questions! Some of them will have quite long answers so I will put them all under the cut to avoid a long post!

Here we go!

• Since the Bad Sans Poly is going on, does Cross show some more affection than others? The Bad Poly is pretty rocky in the beginning of the au, mostly due to two of them being void corrupted and all of them packing quite a lot of trauma, but I would say both Cross and Horror are the ones who show the most affection out of the bunch! Cross’ affections come more in acts of service at first, like just making sure all his flightmates have what they need and want without really making it obvious. He will also take hits and protect them in battles, which the others strongly dislike (they would prefer him not getting hurt on their behalf, thank you very much!). But later he’s also really physically affectionate, loves to flop on top of the others and get some good cuddles! He also ask around to find out how dragons court and such to make sure he’s showing his love an affection in a way the others can understand, since him being raised around humans and human culture often make misunderstandings happen, poor bean. 

• Does Cross have equivalents to XGaster, Chara and Frisk (and the others)? He does! The dragon au is also a multiverse and what I have planned so far is that all the monster characters will be dragons, while the humans will stay human. xGaster wanted a universe where humans and dragons could coexist (in the saurian universes humans and dragons are often at war with each other, and dragons actually created humans!) and thanks to a magic items he he would make several tweaks to the au, and of course restarted it several times. 

Some of the tweaks involved dragons to have a more human-like nature, which is why the classes in Cross’s au were gender orientated (guardians and scouts being male, while nurses and scholars were female). This is why I’ll sometimes describe Cross struggling with dragon culture, and might sometimes suffer with gender dysphoria (being a fluffy guardian/male which makes people assume he’s a nurse/female). Cross being fluffy is also directly caused by the several rewrites of the au, as Cross was “programed” to be a Nurse in some past iterations. His current form is an accidental mix of his past Nurse and Guardian forms. 

Chara and Frisk also have a magic item to reset the au, and humans using magic items tend to be more powerful than dragons, causing the reset/rewrite tug-of-war between them and xGaster. This eventually ends up similarly to the end of XTale, with a lot of death and bloodshed, and with Cross ending up alone in a slowly dying au. Which is where Nightmare eventually finds him! Not sure how/if they others will be involved after that point, but they might!

• Can Nightmare shrink his body down from his size or is he always stuck on a giant scale? He can shrink himself, but he rarely does! Later in the au he is also freed from his void corruption, along with Killer, at which point he returns to the size he was before the corruption, which is a similar size to Dust and Dream. Due to being corrupted for so long he can still gather enough void magic to gain back his larger form, but it takes a lot of energy and he can’t maintain it for very long.

• Does Cross use the X on his tail as a weapon? Yes! The X is four spikes on his tail that he can relax to hide under his fur, and flare up to use as a weapon in a fight.

• And I'd just love to know more about Void corrupt Killer, I'm super curious about him! Right, so Void corrupt Killer is a special lil bean, and Void itself is a pretty special element! The other elemental gods only have to lay a claim on a dragon for their magic to take hold, but to become a Void elemental the dragon has to accept the claim from the god. Dragons know not to do this, there’s many tales of the Stalker of Void being evil and only using their children for their own chaotic gain, but this is why the Stalker approaches dragons who are desperate enough to accept its magic.

Killer was originally an Ice Scholar (like any Sans who branches off from Classic) but had a magic item forced onto him by his Frisk/Chara, and as mentioned before, magic items used by humans tend to become more powerful. The items forced on him is the Carnage crystal in his chest, making him go berserk with Carnage magic and kill every member of his flight, as well as the human. Once he gained a little bit of clarity he was lost in devastation and despair, and the depression caused him to lose his claim of the Ice god. Dragons will suffer if they have no claim, as it’s the claim that fills their bodies with magic, and the Carnage crystal only changes magic that’s already there. So devastated and in pain Killer accepted the Stalker’s claim when they found him, hoping it would end his sufferings. 

Generally speaking, void corrupt dragons are like zombies in a way. They rarely have a mind of their own and they’re more or less puppets for the Stalker of Void to order around. Left to their own devices they start attacking and consuming everything around them that contains magic, usually other dragons or magic creatures.

Void corrupt Killer was given to Nightmare, who’s also void corrupt but still has a mind of his own thanks to being a demi-god and a child of the Wielder of Mind. Nightmare was allowed to use Killer as he pleased but Killer being an empty puppet not being able to think or act for himself frustrated him. So, thanks to his mind magic, Nightmare allowed Killer some basic emotions to be able to function without his command. 

Killer at the beginning of the au is a bit all over the place. At times appearing very blank and empty with no care for his well being, or sometimes only expressing base emotions or aggression. At times, when Nightmare let him go, he would be more like “himself”, but should he show too much of his own personality or feelings, Nightmare would often throw him into the void for a while to “reset” him. 

This eventually stopped when Nightmare started to grow more attached to his boys, which in turn frustrated the Stalker. To retaliate against Nightmare’s “rebellion” they removed their claim from Killer, once again leaving him claimless and without magic. Nightmare was able to keep him alive by transferring his own magic, but he’s just a demi-god and can not substitute a claim. Once Nightmare and Dream manage to get rid of Nightmare’s own void corruption, after a long battle with the Stalker, he managed to convince his mother the Rogue of Veil to claim Killer, which made him a Shadow elemental.

Killer stayed a bit blank right after that, but with the help of his friends he eventually started coming out of his shell and grew into the much more confident Shadow Scout he is now!

Thank you so much for the ask! Let me know if anything needs to be clarified or if you have any follow up questions ^u^

[flamingwordsinthesky]

Power Swap Au

Can also be read here

The plan was simple: go in, take off his mask and reveal his identity. Once his sister saw it was Johnny, they’d have to let Spider-Man join the Fantastic Four. He couldn’t hide who he was from them anymore. It was hard enough keeping a job and trying to juggle his identity. Sometimes he just wanted to rip the mask off and let people know who he is. But he had no one but Sue to protect anyway. But it was also nice to get away and just be regular Johnny Storm getting ready for his Apprenticeship at a local auto shop.  

But it did feel weird not telling his sister. And his sister could keep a secret. She’s a celebrity too! In a different way maybe but Spider-Man could use the popularity boost, thanks to the Daily Bugle and their efforts to defame him were starting to work. 

As he stuck to the edge of the Baxter Building, he peeked inside and noticed Reed’s mousy intern, talking with the giant Rock monster once known as Ben Grimm. They hadn't noticed him but he kept a focus on the teen who took his spot the day he got bit by that Spider. 

Reed’s little intern. The Human Torch, Peter Parker. 

They’d met before he was hired as Reed’s intern. He caught his attention by scoffing at him when he was hitting on one of the girls in Peter’s class. Despite his nerdy size, he didn’t seem intimidated by him. Like he actually believed he could take Johnny in a fight. 

He’d been more amused by the nerd but was impressed when he was hired as Reed’s intern. If Reed was impressed than the guy had to be doing something right. Peter Parker. Took his spot on the ship that night, Reed’s little trip to space that gave the Fantastic Four their powers. Gifting him the powers of the sun. It turned a young scrappy nerd into a shining star. 

He was scrawny like a metal rod, not a lot to look at but still dangerous in a fight. He should know, he’s seen the guy fight in action. He managed to hold his own against Doombots, moloids, and Johnny knows he saw the guy punch out Puppet Master once. 

He used his fire sparingly, some kind of wrist device on him that extended long whips. Long flaming whips. Whips he used to send himself swinging like Johnny himself. Like he was always supposed to be in the air.

But he’s even more dangerous on fire.

Johnny scoffed as Parker and Ben laughed at a muffled joke as Ben patted his back, like a proud father. Focusing on crawling up to Reed’s lab. Hoping to see Sue and jump in. But the lab looked empty. Opening the unlocked window and jumping in. The very second his feet landed on the ground the alarms went blaring and he tried to escape but there was a whoosh and he almost walked into plexiglass.

The door opens and the alarms stop as the Fantastic Four come rushing in. Despite the chaos Johnny’s attention turned to Sue, who looked at him in confusion. 

He could reveal himself now. Or he could show the Fantastic Four what he’s made of, really show up that Human Torch. 

“Ah come on. This is one big misunderstanding. I mean you guys shouldn’t leave your windows unlocked!”

“We don’t need to be lectured by a vigilante,” Sue said with conviction, but Johnny leaned against the glass. He wondered if Reed installed some sort of super resistant glass or some other scientific glass. He pulled back a punch and smashed the glass, shards bouncing off his gloved hands as the glass broke and crumbled around him.

“DO YOU REALIZE HOW MUCH THAT COST ME?” Reed yelled as Johnny jumped out of the cage and onto the ceiling.

“Probably too much,” He says as his head radiates danger, incoming heat heads his way, jumping to the side and looking at the black spot that could have been Johnny. 

“Peter,” Sue said with disappointment in her voice. Something Johnny was accustomed to. “What?” 

He might actually get killed if he doesn't reveal his identity, but he’d rather not do it upside down. So he jumps down onto the floor but before his feet hit the floor his spider sense warns him of an incoming fist. His hands hit the side of The Thing’s arm and swung his whole body off the arm and over The Thing. There was ringing and Johnny ducked to avoid a ball of flame flying into him. Ben shouted as Johnny stood to glare at the Human Torch.

Okay, so it was time to show them what he was made of. 

He clicked a button on his web shooter, sending out a net to wrap around Ben. The chains of the web clunk and thudded around the rocky body that stumbled and focused on getting out of the chains. Johnny had spent weeks trying to figure out the right chains to use to make flexible and durable web nets that could work wrapping up criminals. Luckily they were durable enough to keep Ben stumbling but Johnny was quick to sweep the large unbalanced feet and down Ben went. 

“That’s it you animated arachnid,!” A voice shouted as Johnny was surrounded by fire in a circle. Johnny tried to jump over it but the heat increased as did the walls of the flames. There was a small opening that hadn't caged him in so he jumped up onto the ceiling. 

Another flying fireball misses him on the ceiling as he jumps and dodges along the white tiles. 

“Come on up here! Maybe you’ll actually hit me!” Johnny taunted him as another fire ball missed. Peter took off his wrist braces holding the chains for his whips. In the blink of an eye he was engulfed in flame. Like a comet he flew up to Johnny, right arm suddenly showing the blue and black of his uniform, and curled into a fist. Without thinking and only moving his body to avoid Peter’s punches. Despite his smaller size, Peter puts everything into each punch as Johnny ignores the heat calming him in its presence.

“How are you doing that?” Peter asks with every avoiding punch. Like Johnny is a hanging punching bag, come to life to mock Peter. 

“Doing what? Avoiding your punches? You just suck at fighting, what can I say flamehead?” Johnny made a catty grin when Peter’s face flushed a little and his brows furrowed in anger. He met Peter’s eyes and noticed that his brown eyes seemed to have some hints of green in them.

That’s when a painful impact of fist to Johnny’s cheek is made, quick and painful, possibly worse if he didn’t have resistant skin and super strength. The punch would have broken someone’s jaw. Not him, all it did was make his cheek hurt but unstick to the ceiling. And like that Johnny was falling. 

“Did that knock the webs outta your head there, web-brain?” Peter said before Johnny adjusted and landed onto the floor.

There was a ringing in his head and ducked with a swoosh of air going around him. So he lunged forward into the body of his sister and sent her flying back. Before he was grabbed by a stretchy hand. 

“Enough!” Reed shouted as the others stood up.Johnny struggled against Reed’s grip, but Reed’s grip was tight and Johnny had no choice. “Why are you here? Do we need to involve the police?”

In all the time Johnny had known Reed, he’d never seen him so serious, brows furrowed in such a way that it told him that Sue’s boyfriend meant it. So he opened his mouth and explained himself. 

“Reed! it’s me Johnny!”

The room fell silent, Reed’s hand releasing Johnny as he pulled back his mask and fixed his hair to his usual style of a side sweep and little curl at the end. Johnny was a bit unsure what to say or do now. If only because Sue looked like she was about to yell at him. That’s something he’d had prepared for but now he’s revealing his identity to everyone. 

“I knew it! I knew Spider-Man sounded familiar!” Ben shouted as he finally broke free of the chains. 

“Johnny, wh-wait, that explains a lot actually.” Reed said. He made eye contact with Peter, who just stared at him like he couldn’t register what he was looking at. 

“Uh, surprise?” Johnny said with a weak smile and rubbed the back of his head. 

***

It took a lot of explaining but Johnny sat with Sue and told her everything. About the spider that bit him. About his powers. About how he stopped a burglar by accident and decided to lean into the superhero business. Yet despite everything said, Sue looked angry at him. 

“Are you insane? You’ve been flying around and beating up criminals this whole time?” she said, worry decorating her already stressed voice. Johnny sat firm in his seat. “And you didn’t think to tell me until now!?”

“Hey! Don’t get mad at me about the vigilante stuff! You guys are superheroes too!” Johnny called out. Knowing that it was technically true. The Fantastic Four dealt with bigger threats than street level crime and the occasional supervillain. But that didn’t mean Johnny didn’t understand the risks, maybe his line of superheroing was a little more dangerous and frequent, they were still heroes. 

“You know what we do is different, you’re dealing with criminals with guns.”

“Oh come on. What else am I supposed to do when I can lift The Thing over my head like he’s nothing and I can keep up with you guys. I’m doing good Sue! I know it’s dangerous but I made it this far!”

“Johnny, you’re 18! You shouldn’t be doing this! You should be focusing on that apprenticeship with Benson. Not saving the city.”

“You expect me to just be normal when I can do this?” Johnny said as he stood and jumped to the ceiling, sticking to it before jumping down. 

“Sue come on, I’m doing good out there!”

“Want you to be safe! Your suit isn’t even bullet proof!” “Can I say something?” A voice said suddenly and Johnny looks to see Peter who is followed by Reed. They whispered to each other for a moment before Reed took a deep breath. 

“Reed, it's fine.” Sue said before looking at Peter like she’s waiting for an explanation, “Alright Peter, what do you have to say?” “I’m the same age as Spider-Man,” Peter said his superhero name like it was something to be proud of. Johnny couldn’t help but just stare at Peter as he talked to Sue like her equal. Sue on the other hand slump her shoulders and look at Johnny quickly. “So you’re fine with me going out there and fighting giant monsters but not Johnny?”

“Peter that-”

“I know some news media like the Bugle call Spider-Man a menace but I also know he’s a hero. He’s saved a lot of people. I’ve seen the guy in action a few times,” He looked at Johnny then with a raised brow “Though he could learn to not just avoid punches.”

“Hey! You only got lucky. Next time I’ll really show you what I can do.”

Peter said nothing to that and looked back to Sue. “Anyway, maybe have a little faith in your brother, he’s already shown that he can hold his own.” Peter finished.

“Wh- I - Are you - How- I-” Then Sue was silent and Johnny was stunned.

Parker was sticking up for him? Talking to his sister like that and defending him. After everything, after all the glares and the ignoring each other. Yet here he was and he actually smiles at Johnny for a moment before looking back at Sue.

Finally Sue let out a groan.

“Okay, fine. It would be hypocritical of me to not be okay with you being a superhero.”

Reed went up to Sue and held her while Johnny turns his attention to Peter. Who looks at him for a moment before turning around and walking out of the room.

“Yo wait Parker!” Johnny yells at him as he chases him out of the room. Peter turns to him with a raised brow.“You didn’t have to do that, that wasn’t your business.”

“I know.”

“Then why?”

Peter stayed silent, avoiding looking Johnny in the eye before letting out a long frustrated sigh. 

“She gave me the same talk.”

“What?”

“When we first fought Mole Man. Sue was against me being on the team and said I should focus on college,” For a moment Peter smiles, like he remembers a funny joke. “And the only reason I’m still here is because she agreed to train me and help control my powers.”

The way Peter looked at his own hands, one hand flaming on from the tips of fingers to his wrist. Flames dancing around his hand and illuminate Peter’s face, highlighting his cheekbones with a square jaw, his eyes looking alight as Peter plays with his flame. And for one horrifying moment, he notices that Peter is actually very handsome.

“My powers can be pretty destructive if I’m not careful. So I’m grateful for her helping me train. But when she brought up your apprenticeship, I thought it sucks that you’re already putting yourself out there, voluntarily to help people. You already showed you can take her down. I had to say something.”

Johnny could only open and close his mouth, unable to form words. Peter shook his hand and the flames were gone but he still stood there looking at Johnny. They stood there as Johnny backed away for a moment. His hands itched a little to brush a piece of hair behind Peter’s ear. He couldn’t do that.

“Didn’t think you were so nice,” Johnny says with an air of confidence that hid his nerves. Peter’s eyes did a sweep of the ceiling before pointing a finger at him and looked sternly.

“This is a one time deal. I still you’re a glory-seeking idiot on a good day and your little pulley system is…rough. I’m honestly surprised it works.” Peter examined Johnny’s wrist and his web grapplers. He had spent weeks going to Wyatt to have him help design them with what he had. Only able to get his hands on what he could get from car parts and broken cellphones. Wyatt may have helped design them but he put it together. 

“Well I may not be some super genius like you or Reed but I have my ways.” 

Peter said nothing but gave him an eye roll before turning around “Maybe not. But you clearly got help. But I hope the next time we meet, we’ll get into a real fight.”

Johnny smiled as Peter walked away.

“Looking forward to it.”

[helreginn]

Disclaimer: If there is no verse for your muse’s given story/tv show/world etc, don’t be afraid to ask me about making an au or verse backstory for it for Hel! I’m always up for finding a way to accommodate our muses

*~*~*~*~*~* Main Verse ERAS*~*~*~*~*~*

Járnviðr:

Youngest of all her siblings, Hel spends her days in the Iron Wood running amuck with her brothers. She follows quite literally in her mother’s footsteps, trying to emulate the chieftain. Her father tells her stories of the worlds she will one day know. It’s a quiet life but it’s safe and peaceful. In her woods, amidst the trees and wolves.

Asgard’s Rule:

Hel is older. Not by much, but enough that she understands. Her powers have emerged and they have the potential to be more volatile and destructive than any other gift given god. The Æsir, now fearing the power of Loki’s family, stole her away from her safe haven. The horror that slew Narfi was intended for her too. But death is not so willing to die. As a last ditch effort to see her banished, they threw her into the underworld. Left her there to rot. To hide the embarrassment of being unable to kill all of Loki’s children, much less a little girl, they backpedaled. Fast. Pretended this had been the plan all along. For Hel had been raised to lead by her mother. She would surely be able to breathe new life into a forgotten realm. This realm, forged anew, would bare her name.

Helvíti:

Both ancient and still a child, Hel is angry at Odin, the Æsir and the worlds. The people of Hel have come to know it as such, but what comes after is a matter of who you ask. They would say it is a home, but to it’s queen a prison. Despite acquiescently stepping into the role of queen and caretaker, Hel became more than a little unhinged. About to unravel at any given moment.

Hel:

Throughout the realms, Loki and Angrboda’s monstrous daughter has been deified. Her plight is still shaky. Her powers have grown beyond her control and more than ever, the things she’s seen are wearing at her mental stability. Slowly - but surely - she is coming into her own. Even death needs training wheels, afterall.

Helheimr:

There is a readiness in her, a quiet calm captured in the heart of one that is motionless but never still.  It’s clear now who and what she is.

Ascension:

It’s time now, for all things to rest and for death to return to the worlds. Her time is done and the sentence passed. Sickbed holds her like a mother cradling her child. Though some of her family still lives, Hel herself is nearly gone.

*~*~*~* Alternate Realities *~*~*~*

Níðhöggr:

As they did often to women, and even still in some places today, Hel was given as a wife to one of the Æsir. Following in her parents’ footsteps, she bore him a monster. Barely formed scales and glowing eyes clouded the begrudged parents’ first sights of their son. In a rage of disgust and misunderstanding, Níðhöggr’s father threw him into the depths of Náströnd and kept Hel from him for years. As much as she did not love her husband before, the goddess regarded him with utter contempt and always mourned the loss of her son after. That is, until she learnt how to bring about sickness. An outright sudden death was far too suspicious, but illness gave her plausible deniability. He was dead by the next high moon and Hel returned to find her son.. changed but her love for him was in no way diminished.

I am become death (“Evil” AU):

Having fully embraced her affinities and giving up every ounce of care she has, Hel becomes something of a darker parody of herself. They punished her for monstrous acts, so monstrous she became. She kills for sport, and not with her gifts. No, that would make it too fast, too easy. Everything the Æsir feared, she will bring to fruition.

Switch Blade Attitude (Human AU):

Hel has been born anew. A human, unaware of the life she once led. A gift from those that would see her suffering end - If only for a single lifetime. She lives in a decent sized house in the woods with her parents, Ganglati and Ganglot. In this life, Hel’s into rock and band Tees. Science is where she excels. Attempting to understand things at their very core had always been her way. In all her lives. She studies hard in school and has many opportunities available to her. But mostly, she just wants to find the thing she cannot place. The thing that is missing. Family. A different family. Her real family. The memory of them could not be carried into her mortal life, but her soul could not forget. Despite this, she leads a happy life. There is so much of the world for her to see and experience. She dances ballet and plays guitar and makes friends all the time. Her parents love her and will not be taken away. It’s not what she had in her true life, but it’s good. She is currently attending USC’s Keck School of Medicine in progress towards her PHD in Biomedical and Biological Sciences and Master of Science in Stem Cell Biology and Regenerative Medicine. Her name is Helena Smith.

What could’ve-should’ve-would’ve been:

Odin adores Loki. They may not be brothers by birth but they are by blood. When a prophecy threatens to shake this bond, Odin puts his trust into his brother, that he will not let his children become what has been seen. Hel and her kin remain in the Iron Wood. Allowed to grow up and grow old. Her powers take a different affect as a result of being nourished and loved as she was supposed to. She is not only acknowledged as goddess of death, but also life - as she had always been. Wherever she goes, the air breathes easier, the plants are greener and everything is brighter. Death is still hers to command, but it is not all that she is known for.  Without the trauma of the Underworld and the loss of her family, her childhood, she is happy. She is bright.

*~*~* Pop Culture Universes *~*~*

*spoilers ahoy*

American Gods:

Mr. Wednesday and Mr. World; The gods -new and old- align themselves behind these two men. And Hel couldn’t care less. She is more than a god. She is the physical embodiment of death. And as such, she is completely indifferent to either side of the coming war. It doesn’t hurt that Hel owes allegiance to both. And neither. Afterall, both sides were the side of her father, so she sides with the middle and the two.  In her down time, she wanders. Roams the worlds above her own. Mostly she keeps to herself. But there are times she is more easily found: The passing hours of twilight. Days when the sun is stolen by clouds. She tried to escape the gloom of Hel only to find herself more comfortable there. When other preternatural beings see her, she is happy to treat them as if they were of her own Pantheon. All that belonged are scattered and shadows of what they had been. So she clings to anyone or anything resembling her own kind.  Her pseudonym for the new gods is Ms. Hallow.

Disney’s Descendants: 

Hel is the human daughter of Hades *ba dum tss*. Life on the isle hasn’t been particularly kind to her. The days are long and the company isn’t good. She never dreamed of a life beyond her misery. Was almost certain being rescued by her father (and thus taken to the underworld) would be worse. When King Ben mandated Mal, Evie, Jay and Carlos be sent to Auradon a new hope was born. That she too might one day escape the misery indirectly earned by her parentage. ((I wrote this like D1 MAYBE D2. I don’t know if I’d keep this plot anymore having seen D3 but I’m more than willing to revisit it if any Descendant rpers would ask. :)))

God of War:

It is a weird time for Hel. Death has and will always exist; Second only to life. But Hel, daughter of Loki and Angrboða.. May not. And there she is anyway. Before those that were meant to come first. Hel knows her time is borrowed. She may be an echo of a maybe, almost, not quite potential thread. But she's not about to let that stop her causing confusion and mayhem in the meantime. She is maybe her father's daughter, afterall. {{ALT FC BECAUSE WE DO NOT ERACE POC IN THIS HOUSE!!}}

Hazbin Hotel / Helluva Boss:

It's unclear how Hel found herself in a Hell so far removed from her own Helheimr. But she did. Clumsy and wide eyed, she stumbled through the underdark and made fast friends. Even being invited to a ball! And thereafter, she could always find her way back. To this weird parallel reality. Fully of loud and beautiful creatures. She found many things in common with the demons and dead of Hell. And so much wonderment in the vibrant and chaotic world of sins and sinners. Much like Charlie Morningstar herself, she is a rare speck of sunshine in the grim and gory underrealm, delighting in new friends and wild tales.

History’s Vikings / The Last Kingdom:

It’s easy enough to pose as a princess in an age where records are not as readily available. Her clothes are cleaner, she stands (despite her small size) taller and is educated far better than most. The name Áfríðr has become her mask, something to lure unsuspecting men, women and children into a false sense of security about her. Few all question her story. And why would they? With a handmaiden and manservant that rarely leave her side, jewels aplenty and a hubris only gods and royals possessed, who would disbelieve her story? Hel isn’t always subtle, there are those that have sight and can see her for who she truly is. She doesn’t mind so much, enjoys playing with their heads. She might sit too close to a fire, drink too much, act reckless with weapons or speak of things she shouldn’t know. But it rarely comes to anything. Her presence distorts things, makes a sane man mistrust his own mind. Anyone who does acknowledge her true identity, is welcome to speak openly with her. But dare they tell another who she is, her home will receive another soul. Word cannot spread that she is where she is, for the gods do not like a wandering death.

Lord of the Rings/The Hobbit/Tolkien:

Not long before the creation of Eä, Hel lived peacefully among the Maiar and the Valar. Namely Námo with whom she shared a duty. But.. not yet. Not until the age of men. Whereafter she was to take the dead. The dead men, and keep them in a place much more secret than the hall of Mandos. Manwë had told her that Eru, in his wisdom, believed that for the brevity of life to come, it was important for Hel to know them and experience their worlds a little more before she was ready to take them. Hel was never entirely convinced that was the reason she awoke so far ahead of her task but she was content growing into herself before she was tasked to look after others. As such, she had much time to wander and be merry. Befriending many of the Ainur. Her favourites among them were Nienna and Melian and Nessa - in no particular order. And she spent the bulk of her time between the hall of Mandos, the gardens of Lórien and the halls of Nienna. Much to several of the Aratar’s chagrin. When the elves awakened and Melian left for Middle Earth, Hel, having no true duty or home followed some time after. When Melian and Thingol became one with the trees, Hel did not worry and spent her time learning the ways of the elves and listening to the birdsong. Knowing her dear friend and -by this time- token of her affection, would return. And by the time she had, Hel had carved a place for herself, near to the door of night at the westernmost reaches of the world. By the time she found her friend once more they were both much changed. One a queen and protector and the other an unseen guide and keeper. She has a hall called Éljúðnir back home and another much less grand and far more discreet in the forest of Neldoreth. It is hidden by a great magic. Only visible to those who are granted sight of it by Hel or Yavanna. It is where she stayed when she visited her old friend in Doriath. {AN AU WITHIN AN AU?? :O { In this little twist ((Because I memed too close to the sun)), Hel is one of the few Valarindi; Children of the Valar. Daughter of Nienna, in fact. Her task is still the same. She takes the men and shuttles them somewhere she isn't allowed to say. But first she spends time learning from her uncle Mandos and truly taking in what life is about before she is ready and prepared to soften the sorrow of dying. All other things in this verse are the same.}} At first, when seen by others dwelling in the girdle of Melian, they might've notice an unrequited affection there, between Hel and it’s guardian. Over time that doting affection was pulled away. Towards Mablung. @thegreatstrongbow Hel figured out, after much time and unfortunate contension, that the love she held for Melian is the love of a sister. In bodily form, it hadn't felt the same and she was always slow to understand emotion. But she is very sure about her Captain. She loved him. Even when she knew she would lose him. Later, when all she knew in Doriath were gone, Hel reconciled with Annatar. Sauron, by another name. She knows he hides things but doesn’t mind. Much like Manwë, it is hard for Hel to see the evil in some people. And only time will tell if she chooses to follow his path of darkness when the time comes. For now she is happy just being old and secretive, watching the descendants of her loved ones thrive and bloom. Other ages are less fleshed out but ALWAYS open for plotting and further development! :)

Lucifer, the tv show:

It's unclear how they came together. But they did. Cum together. She sucked the life out of him and fucked it right back inside. And somewhere along the way instead of STDs or Pregnancy, they both caught feelings. @umbraveritas lay his soul bare, confused and betrayed by his lack of awareness of other pantheons and realms. Hel was a little more subtle. Pushing him away with her words the same as she pulled him close with her hands. A temultuous relationship at the start, Lucifer didn't give up and Hel soon gave in. Not worn down in her self but the walls she had created to keep everyone out came down with his persistent effort and her stupidly transparent heart. He faced Óðinn for her. For their love. And after words shared between her uncle and his father, they were "forced" to be wed to salvage what hope of civility might exist between their peoples. So that the bounds of their many realms could be written explicitly in the contract of their marriage. Tragic. So sad. They were wrecked, truly. Settling in to a life of domesticity and mutual growth. The worst fate either could withstand. JKS Lucifer charmed the hearts of Hel's attendants and even claimed her beastly son as his own. And in doing so, he earned her heart and was freely handed everything else. Obviously canon divergent. If Decker exists, she is simply a friend. All other muses are doted on and adored by the goddess.

Marvel:

Hel - named ironically from the same source as her disinherited aunt Hela - is the daughter of Loki. She was something of a secret. Her adoptive grandparents Frigga and Odin knew of her but after a falling out with Odin nobody had seen her in some years. Weirdly enough it is Heimdall who keeps best track of Hel. He knows that she is still around, wandering in the shadows. ((This is a mini verse. And I would prefer if our threads were in any other verse if possible. Marvel is not kind to the rich stories of Norse legend at all {But so many of my favourite rpers are Marvel only so.. Needs must}))

Once Upon a Time:

Hel was born as Helena Harris, the daughter of a Knight in the Kingdom of Arendelle. Her father wanted her to know how to protect herself, so she’s handy with a sword. She was visiting a cousin in Misthaven when the first dark curse was enacted. In StoryBrooke, she was given a new life as Loretta Ealdwode; a full time nurse. When the curse broke, she continued to practice medicine, becoming a figure of safety to the patients under her care during so much chaos. The spell showed her that she was very good at being a carer. To the point she wanted a child. Which was not a hard people to come by, given all the kids left behind in the curse without parents. She fosters three, Liza and Charlie Dorwell and Tallulah Smith. She spends most of her spare time at Gran’s, helping her kids with their homework and keeping out of all this good/evil nonsense. When StoryBrooke became null and the fairytale characters returned to their world, she went home and did not get caught in the second curse. (that she can remember)

The Almighty Johnsons:

In the absence of Eva, Hel returned once more to the cosmic abyss in wait for the next potential god or goddess vessel to come of age. Idunn came first, as they knew she would and then Gefjun, Nótt and Sunna before it was Hel’s time to return to the mortal world. Charlotte Weiss. 21 and mostly alone. Her ceremony was most like Snotra’s. There was no Oracle to explain who she now was, no family or friends to support her in a change that she didn’t understand. There was only Hel. It took exactly 39 days for Charlotte to remember Eva. 39 days for Hel to show her. Hel’s life had been difficult enough before they sailed away, she would not allow her chance at humanity die again. It was not hard to track down the Johnsons and the other gods. No, the hard part was getting them to give her a chance. Ingrid was the first to welcome her with a smile. The rest, she is still trying to wear down.

The Mortal Instruments / Shadowhunters / The Infernal Devices:

Hel is a thousand year old Warlock. Her magic is a vivid purple and her mark is a pair of feathered wings. They are a pale grey, and small - serving her no purpose as they’re too small even to fly with. At one point (the one she refers to as her very lowest), she tried to carve the wings from her back. Thankfully, she was talked down by a kindly old woman who mistook her for an angel. She still bares a scar at the base of her shoulders. In the twenty first century, and given the evolution of Warlock culture, Hel grew more confident in her unique mark. Sometimes she dyes the tips of her wings different colours. Much like Magnus, she is cheeky and sarcastic but loyal to the bitter end. She happily follows Magnus’ rule as High Warlock of Brooklyn. Ruling isn’t something she’d willingly choose anyway. When needed, she fights well and to the bloody end.

The Vampire Diaries / Originals: 

As an unseen force behind many of the mystical tribulations faced by quasi mythic beings, Hel was there for most of it. When Qetsiyah created immortality, it was Hel that gave her blessing. Washed her hands of Amara and Silas’ fate. When Esther birthed a race of undying creatures, she was there. Listening. She is the unsung voice of others. To whom a witch calls when nature’s laws are being broken.  It’s only too easy to mistake her for a Vampire. Hel bears all the given traits; Stories of an age long past, inhuman abilities, immortality and the like. But there are no blackened veins beneath her ivory flesh. No fangs that fall from her mouth at the scent of blood. There is only the visage of a young woman, small and lovely. If not a human, the most reasonable thing to call her is a witch.

Supernatural:

The timeline’s a little hazy. Was Hel born before or after Gabriel pretended to be Loki? They both know but neither will say. As far as all are concerned she is his daughter and he is her father. The fact she is a Norse Goddess and in possesion of the same sliver of death as the pale horseman himself is really neither here nor there. She might not be the most welcoming to the other angels but she won’t hesitate to help them either. For her maybe father…

[tsukikoayanosuke]

Captain of Demonic Cultivation (MDZS x TWST AU) - Jiang Yanli’s Phoenix Mountain Moment but It’s Yuuken Instead

I want to write the whole Phoenix Mountain Hunt but I have no energy to write the whole episode. So, I just write Yanli best scene. Either this or The Untamed "I used to see you as my lifelong bosom friend" scene, but the latter will be only after I have more context.

The Sunshot Campaign had passed and peace had arrived. Whispers among the streets about his brother's new unusual cultivation method, but Yuuken still stands by his belief. Both of his siblings are the only family left, thus he will stand by their side as they rebuilt their fallen House Crowley of Dawn.

It was during this time that House Kingscholar of Afterglow decided to hold a Crowd-Hunt at Phoenix Mountain, inviting all the remaining four Great House. This was also one of the few that Yuuken can attend since he was personally invited by First Lady Claudia Kingscholar, the mother of Leona Kingscholar, his former fiance. Though Yuuken could've guessed why she did that.

Even so, that didn't make walking down the forest path with Leona by his side to be less awkward. Lucky for them, there weren't any monsters around, though Yuuken guessed that it had something to do with the sound of a flute earlier.

"Looks like we have ourselves a human-size snake."

Yuuken snapped out of his thought to look at Leona. "What?"

"A monster from the southern isle." The young lord crouched down. His fingers brush away some grass, revealing the shedded green scales that were too big for Yuuken's liking. "It'll just have a height-measuring contest when you encounter it. If it's taller than you, it'll swallow you up. Looks tough but it's nothing compared to us."

Yuuken's eyes widened slightly. "Us?"

Leona glanced back, but Yuuken quickly looked away. "Surely you can take care of yourself."

Yuuken unconsciously reached for the hilt of his sword, Enma. "Oh. Of course." It wasn't that Yuuken didn't know how to fight. He had his spiritual sword and studied along with his siblings and Leona at Cloud Reccesses. But his spiritual power and experience in hunting are less than theirs, in addition to never being allowed to participate in the battlefield.

Leona was quiet for a while before getting up and started walking again. Yuuken followed with a few steps behind him.

"I can bring you to Afterglow Savannah's private hunting ground for next month's hunt," Leona said again. "You can catch many rare preys there."

Yuuken just hummed. Seemed like that wasn't the right response as Leona turned around and Yuuken immediately looked to the ground. "Not liking that idea? Don't you want to go hunting once in a while?"

Yuuken shook his head. "It's not that, but..."

"Or you just don't want to be with me?"

His breath hitched. "It's complicated." Yuuken might not be the smartest, but he understands himself. And he understand that he fancied Leona for the longest time. The two of them were engaged because both of their mothers were best friends. It was only natural for the two House to strengthen their bond. With Yuuka being born with a naturally stronger golden core, thus securing her role as the future leader of the House, Yuuken's role is to alliance through marriage. He understood that since he was little and as he grew older, his admiration and crush for Leona grew. He knew Leona had trouble expressing himself, leading to many misunderstandings like the incident that caused Jonah to get expelled from fighting with Leona and leading to them breaking their engagement.

"Is there anything about him that can make me happy?"

"You son a bitch!"

Leona clicked his tongue and Yuuken dared himself to look up. Leona wasn't looking at him. His eyes were closed and his head turned another way.

"Whatever," he said. "I wasn't going you invite you on this hunt anyway. Forget about it."

Yuuken hummed again. He had his guesses. "Please, excuse me." He turned around, going back to the path he went through, trying not to feel disappointed. Back then, even before their engagement broke, he wondered if Leona actually like being with him. But maybe it was Yuuken who isn't worth being by his side. Maybe that was why he didn't even realize the exploding cliff until Leona screamed his name.

"YUUKEN!"

Yuuken almost looked up too late as the human-size snake rose, possibly taller than the stairs leading to Cloud Reccess. Before he could reach for his sword, Jonah suddenly appeared in front of him, raising his hand as his golden eye glowed to summon his power. It protected them and attacked the snake at the same time, slicing through the thick skin as it screeched. An arrow suddenly flew through the air, hitting the bullseye right in the snake's eye. With a final loud screech, the snake fell down, causing the ground to shake. Yuuken turned around toward where the arrow came from, finding Riddle Rosehearts with his bow raised.

"What's going on?!"

Looking up, Yuuken could see Claudia, along with some of their House disciples, jumping down from her sword and quickly running toward Yuuken. Her hands were on his upper arm out of concern. "Yuuken, dear. Are you alright?"

Yuuken tried to calm her. "I'm fine, First Lady Claudia."

"Did the brat bully you again?"

"Mother!" Leona exclaimed, clearly not happy with the accusation. But Yuuken couldn't look up to defend him, not when Leona did in a way.

Claudia huffed, turning toward her son. "Leona Kingscholar! Do I need to spank you again?!"

"It doesn't matter what Sir Kingscholar said," Jonah said, positioning himself between Yuuken and the Kingscholars. "From now on, he and Yuuken-oniisama will walk on their own separate ways."

"Now see here, Sir Argentum." A Kingscholar disciple came forward, standing next to the snake corpse with a look of annoyance despite his regal posture. Yuuken knew him. Farena Kingscholar, Leona's brother. "Aren't you being too arrogant for talking to your elder like this?"

Jonah scoffed at him. "I'm trying to go against First Lady Kingscholar. But your brother has bullied oniisama several times. How am I the arrogant one here?"

"How are you not arrogant one?" Farena landed his foot on the snake's head, twisting like he was squishing some ants underneath. "Catching a third of a prey. Not even leaving us the snake. Are you purposely showing off your demonic skill?" He sighed in disappointment. "The House Crowley's upbringing is nothing more but that."

"Farena!" Claudia warned.

But Jonah just chuckled. "Upbringings? Demonic?" His hand reached for the flute that was fastened on his belt where Captain's Order previously was. Yuuken watched his brother worriedly. He knew he wouldn't hurt anyone, however, no one know how far his new power could extend.

"Jonah." It seemed that Riddle had the same thought as him as he called him, but Jonah either didn't listen or purposely ignored him. He had a mocking smile on his face as he spun his flute with one hand, challenging Farena who watched him as if he was being insulted. 

"I may never bring my sword anymore, but I can still beat you any day with my so-called Demonic power." He stopped spinning his flute and his golden eye glowed as a warning. "You guys all are no match for me!"

Farena sucked in a breath. He gritted his teeth, his growls were audible, and his fists were curled. "Argentum!" He pointed at Jonah. "You're nothing but a servant's son! Don't get too cocky!"

Yuuken let out a gasp. He looked at Jonah almost quickly. His brother was silent for a second, but Yuuken knew his anger was brewing. "Oh." He chuckled. "So that's how you wanna play?"

Riddle was quick to step in first, grabbing Jonah's trembling hand that was holding his flute to avoid bringing it to his lips. "Jonah. Focus." But Jonah once again didn't listen to him, too furious to even acknowledge Riddle. Everyone could feel the air changing like the first sign of a dangerous storm as red auras trickled down his clenched fist.

Yuuken walked toward him, positioning himself in front of Jonah and putting a hand on his shoulder, giving him a gentle yet grounding squeeze. "Jonah-kun." When he didn't get any response, Yuuken pressed a hand onto his cheek. "Jonah-kun, come back to me."

Jonah sucked in a breath and finally came out of his trance. He looked up at Yuuken with a panting breath. "Yuuken-niisama..."

Yuuken couldn't help but smile, relieve that Jonah was back again. "Stand behind me, okay?" he whispered. He turned around as he gently push Jonah behind him.

Yuuken stared Farena straight in the eyes, standing tall without any trace of fear. The young man in front of him had stepped the line. Jonah's parents had been a sore subject in their family, more often than not the arguments between his birth parents. But it never hinders Jonah's smile which Yuuken has loved ever since their first meeting. Even when his mother didn't like Jonah in the family, Yuuken made it his life goal to love his new adopted brother just like how he loved his birth sister.

"Sir Farena," he started. His voice was steady and not wanting to show any anger. "From what you said earlier, Jonah caught a third of the monsters in Phoenix Mountain. He was unruly and too cocky. He intentionally caused trouble for you." He bowed him. "I apologize to you all on his behalf."

"Oniisama!" Jonah cried, but Yuuken just glanced back and gave him a headshake.

Farena chuckled. "Sir Yuuken, you really are kind and understanding." He eyed Jonah who looked like he was ready to pounce at Farena if it wasn't for Riddle still holding his hand. "What your brother did was extremely inappropriate and made quite a fuss." He looked back at Yuuken, a victorious smile on his face. "But for Sir Yuuken and Lady Yuuka's sake, there's no need to apologize. House Crowley of Dawn and House Kingscholar of Afterglow are like siblings."

Yuuken nodded and continued with his chin raised high. "However, while I don't join in a hunt that often, I know that throughout the years of hunting, I've never heard of a rule that forbids someone from hunting too much prey. If Jonah broke a rule, which one was it?"

Farena blinked confusedly. "What?"

"Sir Yuuken, what you said might not be the best way to put it," an older Kingscholar disciple spoke up. "Although it was not written, everyone understands clearly and obeys them well."

"That's right," another younger one chimed in. "How much prey is in the area in total? Probably below five hundred. That's so little compared to the five thousand hunters attending this! And Argentum hog them for himself! What are we supposed to do?"

"It isn't his fault that others can't capture any prey," Yuuken spoke without looking at who spoke, still focusing on Farena who slowly became more annoyed at him. "Isn't the hunt all about a test of one's skill? Although the methods that Jonah-kun used are different from others, it's still his magical skill that he build on his own. Just because the others can no longer hunt that third of the prey, you can't say he follows an unorthodox path. In the end, hunting is hunting. There's no need to bring up about upbringings. Jonah-kun is a disciple of House Crowley of Dawn. He grew up with my sister and me and is as close as a brother is to me. I will not accept anyone calling him a 'servant's son'. A mockery toward him means a mockery toward our House."

Yuuken stepped forward until his chest nearly touched Farena's. He took a deep breath before releasing it through his nose. His heart was hammering hard behind his chest. He knew what he was doing was right. All for his little brother. "So, I hope that Sir Farena Kingscholar will apologize to Jonah Argentum of House Crowley of Dawn."

Farena was taken back, just like the others from the murmurs. Jonah looked like he was going to cry, while Riddle nodded at him with respect.

Claudia stepped forward, a hand on his arm and rubbing gently. "Yuuken, dear. It's a small matter. Don't be angry anymore."

Yuuken turned to her, smiling out of respect. "First Lady Claudia. Jonah-kun is my brother. I won't let anyone insult him."

He looked up to Jonah and smiled with a promise. Promise that no matter what, he will love his dearest brother.

And he still loves him until his final breath.

[space-dreams-world]

More DP x DC au prompts:

_ Amity's Exception: If you listen to DISTRACTIBLE Podcast featuring Markiplier, Bob and Wade on Spotify or YouTube, then you would have heard the episode with the Aladdin exception. So it's a similar concept, where the only people that can really help amity are either magicians or the non-meta batfamily.

_I'm a monster and I'll make you suffer: Danny is tired, tired of all the hate he gets, from the town he is trying to protect, from the GIW who want to eradicate his species, from his bullies and Vlad, from Sam and Tucker voicing their opinions on ghosts and not letting him think for himself and definitely from his crazed up ghost-hunting parents. One day, a big battle happens between him and another ghost that result in a misunderstanding, that they can both agree it was a mistake, but the fentons show up and start spewing bias nonsense about ghost kind. Sam publicly tries to defend the ghost, but ultimatly is bribed by her parents to confirm the fentons bias. Danny vehemently denies their facts and says he is not a monster, though they firmly believe he is one. Unknowingly, Circe or Klarion is in town and decides to cause some chaos. (Ghost have an funky reaction to magic.)

Circe or Klarion hits Danny with a spell at the same time as the fentons shoots their ghost revealer weapon and the whole town watches as their hero mutates into an eldritch creature. At first Danny screeches in pain as his form shifts, his face melts off to show his now space like skin, four more sets of eyes appear on his face all fully the neon green, his fangs become more pronounce and elongated, he slowly grows another set of arms with claws, a tail, two pairs of wings and a set of horns on his head, all matching his space skin. He is also quite bigger in this form and all his scars are visible. Suddenly the former phantom screeches, paralyzing all around him with fear as he books it out of town. (Sidenote that screech was so powerful, he was able to close the Portal to amity including Masters one in amity as he was the one to introduce ectoplasm to amity park.)

After Eldritch Phantom leaves, only the fentons are really happy before realizing their son is gone, so when Jazz and Danny's friends explain what really happened and where Danny is, they are shocked to discover that they sent their boy away, they decide they are going to find Danny and help him get back to normal before figuring out how to support his new changes. (Not great! Jack and Maddie, but they care for their son.)

Meanwhile, Vlad is searching for Danny with Skulker hoping to manipulate him into joining his side and curing his new form. To his surprise, Danny's new form is too much too handle and is forced to retreat. (Danny is definitely stronger than Vlad, due to the exposure of pure ectoplasm and the size of the portal. Keep in mind, Danny's brain is similar to a wild aggressive animal now, and while Danny struggled as a human ghost, he has no problem curb-stomping Plasmius now.)

Somehow this gets on JL or YJ radar and are forced to confront E! Danny. It's a difficult battle for whoever is fighting him, till the resident feeling reader attempt to read E! Danny's mind. All the team hear is <Pain... Fear... Sorrow... Anger...Betrayal...Too Young to Suffer... Alone... Child..> and that's what clues themselves in on something different about this foe. They are able to calm him down somewhat.

At the same time, the Fentons and Jasmine have clued onto Danny's signature and are approaching him. Danny sees them and starts to freak out more thinking they were here to end him. Jasmine is the only one safe enough to practically be beside eldritch! Danny and he won't panic. The team asks who the fentons are and they reply that they are the boy turned beast's parents. They somehow are able to get E! Danny to the watchtower where the resident magicians are able to craft bracelets that will hide Danny's new true form, while his parents try to figure out how to reverse the effects of their invention on Danny. ( They don't realize magic was involved, so it did not work.)

When Danny is able to speak again, his parents profusely try to apologize for hurting him, but it's a little too late. Danny gives them an ultimatum: Either destroy or move their life's work and focus more on the family, with more scientific proof of their theories or lose both Jasmine and himself forever. It's because Danny explains to them that Jazz and himself shouldn't have been to be the responsible ones in the family at a young age, that Jazz shouldn't have taken the role of Mom to take care of Danny, that they should notice when he comes injured by bullies and not assume it's ghost and listen to them for christ sake. That Danny and Jazz's lives are permanently damaged by literally growing up with unstable and untested chemicals and guns around them.

Route A: They agree to the demands, are forced to attend family counseling with the kids and rework their entire world views.

Route B: They disagree, thinking they know better than their kids. The fentons are sentenced to jail for child endangerment, child abuse, needing mental help among many others and all their asset are frozen and given to their kids.

If Vlad even tries to adopt Danny and Jazz, it will get denied because the JL know who Danny is and he has told them all about Vlad and his methods, the GIW and the Anti-Ecto Acts, so even if Vlad looks in his direction, it's automatic engage on site.

[percyaugod]

Monster-Sized Misunderstanding AU: Leatherhead

@gl0ssix

I'm glad you like it. ^ ^

The only one that would try to understand him would probably be Leatherhead. He doesn't know it's Donnie, but he can tell they're not being aggressive and knows what it's like to be seen as a monster just because of your appearance.

Leatherhead tries to find ways for them to communicate when he realizes his new friend can't speak. Donnie's new strength breaks devices, pens, and pencils despite his best attempts to be gentle with them. Donnie even uses his claw to write on the wall. Random twitches of muscles Donnie didn't have in his arm before making the writing illegible.

Donnie almost has a meltdown at failure after failure and emotions that seem more intense than they should be. Luckily, Leatherhead is also familiar with that frustration and helps guide Donnie through it and calm him down.

The bare-bones control makes it obvious to Leatherhead the change was recent. He feels sorry for the poor soul obviously struggling, yet a part of him can't help feeling fulfilled at finally finding someone who understands his hardships.

[cydanite]

in the swamp duo au

how would katherine react to codfather? i dont watch her pov but i heard she’s a monster hunter,,

She is a monster hunter, I've been keeping up with her pov for the most part! There is definitely going to be a bad ass fight scene between the two due to misunderstanding. I'm not sure when or how I will show it. But I really like fight scenes so it will be done! I was debating having her show up in the story already, but I feel like the nature wives enjoyers out there would enjoy more build up and weight put on her inclusion in the story. So you will have to wait!

Katherine fights with a massive battleaxe and longbow, so I think she would have an aggressive fighting style, with more focus on the momentum of her weapons. Using the massive weight on the end of the axe as a pendulum to drive it forwards with powerful blows. Hits that are slow to start but quick to finish. I think it would be terrifyingly elegant, a dance where the driving force is a 10lb hunk of steel with a deadly edge. The longbow would be a more defensive weapon, where distance is needed to recoup. Still, those things have some weight to them. Just the sheer force needed to pull it back and fire quickly is impressive!

The Codfather, on the other hand, is not renowned for his combat prowess. But he is (relative to a human) big and strong, and that is enough to get him by in a fight. I think he would rely on his size and weight to control the flow of the fight, keeping in a good position and not letting himself get knocked around a bunch. Maybe he could use his scales to deflect blows? When I was researching cod I saw they have a little whisker on their chin that can sense things by their mouth. The bits on his arms and legs are more of those. It would be really cool if he could sense the air movement around him with them and be able to predict where attacks are coming from! A bit of a 6th sense! Still I think he stays mostly on the defensive.

And then Shelby shows up and they realize they aren't enemies. This ask has got me really excited for this scene!

[lepusrufus]

Double edged scalpel ch. 7

Ch.1 ch.2 ch.3 ch.4 ch.5 ch.6

Summary: in which Cassandra gets bullied and other sappy shenanigans

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"Oh Nicole dear, so happy to see you again!" Duke's voice was cheerful as ever, tone masterfully crafted over years of being a businessman.

Nicole, taking small steps inside the ornate and now full of items room, greeted him with uncharacteristic giddiness.

"Duke! How's business?"

"Same as always, I'll be heading to Beneviento later tonight to deliver some tools for her," he took a long drag of his cigar and, noticing green eyes scanning over multiple items and said, "I also have your order."

With a childish grin on her face, she approached him, hands shuffling inside the small bag attached to her belt that all staff members had. She pulled out the money owed for her package and, in return, the Duke placed a decently sized box in her arms. With an oof she shifted it in a less precarious position, it's heavy contents seeming to plot against her small frame.

"Unfortunately I can't stay, duty calls. But thank you Duke."

"No worries, I do understand that your employers can be quite," he took another drag of his cigar, looking for the right word. "...demanding"

Nicole chuckled. That was one way to put it.

"Well until next time dear. Or if you find yourself in need of something else, I'll be here until six."

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She was only wearing a long white towel when she heard a knock on the door. Assuming it was another maid, or even Anita inquiring about whether or not she'd be joining the rest of them for dinner, she opened the door just a crack.

It was a surprise to see none other than Cassandra standing there, her elegant frame in odd contrast with the modest corridor. She flung the door open, letting the brunette inside and took a quick glance down the hall, making sure no maid was on the floor after fainting due to fright.

"What are you doing here?"

"Aw, are you not happy to see me?" She was pouting, but her tone was joking.

Nicole rolled her eyes, but the small smile on her lips betrayed that she was indeed happy to see her. Cassandra only laughed instead, a beautiful melodious laugh, so unlike the dark cackles heard by prisoners down in the dungeons.

"Just sit down, I need to get dressed," Nicole pointed to the bed before moving to the small dresser and pulling out a clean uniform.

Cassandra went to sit on the slightly disheveled bed, eyes following the redhead's form as she let the towel drop to her feet and started to put on the various layers of her uniform. Then golden eyes darted to the box sitting on the bed. The tape sealing it had been cut not long after Nicole brought it back to her room to make sure all its contents made it safely. Not that she didn't trust the Duke, but postal service was postal service.

"What's this?" Cassandra inquired, trying to read the label but having no success as it had been scribbled over with a marker.

Nicole stilled for a moment, hands frozen on her white button up. She cleared her throat and shyly admitted:

"Actually that's for you. Do open it if you want."

Cassandra's eyes widened, a faint blush appearing on her cheeks. The gesture had really caught her off guard. She gingerly lifted the lid, inspecting it's contents for a moment and then hummed.

"And here I was thinking you like my hair. With how much you love to pull on it and all that."

Nicole, now fully clothed and sporting a deep blush, marched to her and plucked the two boxes of red hair dye from gloved hands. She placed them on her nightstand and, with her voice just slightly more high pitched, she turned to the brunette.

"Those are mine, I meant the rest of it." And, after a chuckle, "I mean have you seen my roots? They're horrible!"

Cassandra only gave her a deadpan look and, after a long moment, said: "I think your hair is beautiful."

She didn't wait for a reply, not that it would be anything more than a stammered mumble of course. Instead she chuckled and returned her attention to the box. She examined the rest of its contents and then gingerly lifted one of the few tomes inside. The cover was glossy and malleable, it's pages shiny and with a distinct typography smell to it. It was so unlike her other books, it's pristine white state making it feel extremely out of place in the castle. She glanced at Nicole inquisitively.

"I do appreciate the gift, don't misunderstand me, but surely you know there's a small bookshop's worth of medical books in this castle."

"With all due respect, from what I've seen most of them are at least somewhat outdated. Interesting, yes, but I thought you'd like to learn something more...modern." Then she pulled out another book. "This is the same one I used while studying forensic pathology. It would make teaching you some things easier. Uh… assuming you want that."

Nicole averted her gaze, suddenly unsure of the usefulness of her gift. Cassandra however grabbed her chin between two fingers and pulled her gaze back on her. She smiled, finding the shy demeanor beyond endearing.

"I'd love that."

A small smile appeared on thin lips and Nicole leaned in to kiss Cassandra. It was soft and short, but no less intimate than the deep kisses they shared so many times in Cassandra's bed.

They had to go anyway.

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Let's go to the library, Cassandra said. It'll be empty, she said.

When Cassandra swung open the intricate door, only to find the other two sisters lounging on one of the couches, it's not like they could do a one eighty and leave the room. That would've been both impolite and highly suspicious.

Instead, Cassandra grabbed her arm protectively and led them to the reading spot farthest from the other two. They placed one of the textbooks on the small desk and Cassandra took out a notebook. This would've been a lot more fruitful with an actual body on hand, but there were still a couple days until the human flesh supply had to be replenished and Cassandra was beyond eager to start on some things. So, for now, they had to settle for theory alone.

It took all of five minutes for the other two sisters to make their way to their desk. Daniela had a giddy yet curious expression on her face, while Bela seemed as unreadable as ever, if not for a glint in her eyes that betrayed her interest.

"Whatcha dooooing?" Came Daniela's voice, who cocked her head not unlike a curious puppy would while looking at the book's contents.

"Working," Cassandra replied, a slight growl accompanying her words.

"Could've fooled me," Bela spoke from behind the youngest sister, eyeing the hand protectively placed on Nicole's waist.

Cassandra snapped her eyes at the blonde, looking ready to throw her notebook at her head but Bela ignored her sister's ire and addressed Nicole instead.

"What are you studying?"

"I uh- just some basic anatomy concepts. Thought it would be a good idea to start with the things that the older books in the castle don't cover."

Bela only hummed, grabbed an ornate chair nearby, and plopped herself at the desk, opposite from the pair. Daniela mimicked her sister, but instead chose to sit down right by Nicole on the small couch. It took more willpower than she would admit not to glue herself to Cassandra's side when Daniela's face came uncomfortably close so she could look over the book's diagrams. She stood still as a statue though. After a couple seconds of silence and Nicole trying to figure out what she was supposed to do, Daniela drew her head back, looking at her with what was possibly the most serious expression she had seen on the youngest sister.

"You do realize we're not going to hurt you right? How could we lay a finger on our dear sister's lover hmm?"

Nicole's breath caught in her throat. She wasn't sure if it was due to the word used to describe her or how Daniela apparently knew that she was utterly terrified of her. Cassandra sighed beside her and, seeming to at least partially read Nicole's thoughts, clarified:

"Your heartbeat."

Oh. Yeah. Yeah her heart was beating a million miles an hour. And apparently the other three vampiric occupants of the room were able to hear it loud and clear. It did very little to ease her mind.

"Please do calm down, it feels like someone is having drumming lessons. Bad ones," Bela complained, head resting in one of her hands like she was already bored.

"Then shove a sock in your ears," Cassandra snapped.

Bela simply leaned back in her seat and stretched her arms above her head. "And risk not hearing my beloved sisters sing along to some pop song?"

Cassandra shut her mouth, a blush now slowly spreading across her cheeks while Daniela burst out into laughter. Even Nicole couldn't help betraying the brunette and letting out a giggle.

"I didn't know you could sing."

"I can't."

"Au contraire dear Cassie! Should I remind you of the last time Dragostea din tei came on the radio? The pathos!" Daniela reached over Nicole's lap to lightly shake her sister's knee through her giggles.

Cassandra only let out a long groan, face now hidden in her palms. "I hate you both."

"Mhm, we love you too," came Bela's reply, accompanied by a chuckle.

Nicole couldn't keep a small laugh while she snaked her arm behind the brunette to show some form of support against the merciless assailants. Maybe not a complete betrayal.

The scene really had something deep within her heart aching beautifully. It reminded her of the countless times she and Alex would mercilessly tease each other, but still have each other's backs through thick and thin. And for this familiarity to come from people that any sane person would consider bloodthirsty monsters? Hell, maybe they should start considering her a monster too, for the only word she could use to describe them in that moment was endearing.

"So," Bela lightly clapped her gloved hands. "Now that your pulse isn't giving me a headache anymore, what are we doing?"

She had a confident smirk on her face, but her eyes betrayed curiosity. Same for Daniela and, although mixed with a hint of annoyance, Cassandra. She opened the book in front of her, one of general human anatomy, and decided that the digestive system would be a good enough starting point.

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Their little impromptu lesson didn't last more than two hours. Two hours that proved to Nicole just how oddly human all three sisters can be. Of course she had gotten familiar with Cassandra, intimately so, but the other two still felt like two looming monsters hiding in the shadows. At least up until now.

Bela seemed oddly intrigued by Nicole's explanation, although unlike Cassandra, she seemed to view it more like a story than anything. Daniela seemed slightly more interested, asking questions here and there and even starting to giggle like a middle schooler when they got to the rectum section. That got an eye roll from the other two. Nicole just laughed, finally understanding Mrs Hawkins, her private biology teacher from before she was allowed to step foot in any public school.

After they were done, Bela simply stood up and bid them good night. Danila instead excitedly proposed the skeletal system for next time and picked up the books she abandoned earlier. Then, with a small tower of tomes she went through a door tucked at the very back of the room. Her study, Cassandra had pointed out as they made their way out of the library.

"I didn't know your sisters were interested in medicine too." Nicole kept her voice low, almost as if talking too loudly would disturb the shadowy hallways.

"More or less. Daniela likes it and has a bit of hands-on practice but she has her nose in romance novels more often than not. Bela finds it interesting but botany is what she really loves. That and classic lit." She added the last part with a grimace and Nicole had to wonder which author had offended her personally.

Before she could continue that train of thought though, her gaze moved to the windows, the cloudless sky beyond thick glass panels full of twinkling stars. Her mind kept going back to a few hours earlier and at what Daniela had said. Lover. Did Cassandra truly see her as one or was the youngest sister just being her over the top self. Did she see Cassandra this way? Nicole had not allowed herself to dwell on that up until now, the idea that the brunette saw her as more than an over glorified lab partner with whom she occasionally scratched an itch seemed almost laughable. But the small gestures of affection shown in ways Cassandra seemed to know best were undeniably there. And the familiar flutter in her chest at each of said gestures was also undeniably there.

"What's wrong?"

Cassandra's voice, accompanied by the slight echo through the empty hallway, snapped Nicole out of her thoughts.

"Oh um- nothing." She sounded as convincing as someone trying to sell you a fork while showing you a spoon.

And Cassandra didn't seem to buy it. She moved in front of the redhead, walking backwards with no concern over possible furniture to collide into along the way.

"You always get this… face when something's bothering you."

"I do not-" the indignation in her tone was weak, little more than an attempt to change the subject.

"Mhmm you do. You normally look focused. Kind of like, if someone tried to scare you by throwing an eyeball at you, you'd laugh." She would. "Now? Now you look like a rabbit that has no time to run and is just laying low hoping whatever's hunting it passes by."

Nicole shut up for a moment, only looking at the brunette in front of her incredulously. Maybe she was far more attentive than she gave her credit for.

"Uh. Just thinking." At a raised dark eyebrow, the no shit went unsaid, so Nicole tried to elaborate. "About earlier. When we were with your sisters and Daniela uh- Daniela called me your lover."

Saying that the words felt awkward on her tongue was close to the year's biggest understatement. It felt like pulling out teeth would be an easier task. Nicole had never been good with her words, having learned since childhood to keep her mouth shut. But the fact that Cassandra seemed to share her struggle brought some semblance of comfort.

"And?" As if they were talking about the weather.

"And… was she right in describing me as such?"

She couldn't help a small gulp when the brunette stopped walking, looking at her with a frown. Any sane person would be at the very least somewhat afraid in this situation. Sanity however was scarce these days as Nicole was afraid, though not of the bodily harm that may come from her inquiry, but rather of Cassandra's answer.

"Nicole, your tongue has been in my mouth." Amongst many other places.

The redhead's cheeks turned a slight shade of crimson and she mumbled for an answer. She wasn't sure how to tell her that sleeping together did not automatically make them lovers. But then again, Cassandra's thoughts remained a mystery more than anything.

Thankfully the brunette took the metaphorical reins of the conversation and stepped forward. She wrapped her hands around Nicole's arms, gentler than one would imagine possible from her, and bent down to whisper no more than an inch away from her ear.

"I'll have you know, I'm not particularly fond of letting anyone I don't deem important touch me. Especially not the way you do."

The words made something flutter in Nicole's chest, an unfamiliar and comforting warmth. Said warmth got chipped away at the slightest bit when Cassandra pulled back to look her in the eyes.

"Should I take it that it's not mutual then?" Cassandra's tone was nonchalant, almost as if she didn't truly care about the answer. She could keep doing whatever she wanted either way, afterall who was going to stop her? But to someone who got familiar with all her small quirks and habits, the waver in her voice was more than clear.

"No." The world slipped from her lips with no hesitation.

No hesitation, because the more she thought about it, and she didn't need to think a lot mind you, the more Nicole realized that she couldn't remember a time when she felt the way she did here. Sure the initial threat of death looming over her head was anything but pleasant, but once that melted into affection and nights spent in Cassandra's arms the thought of leaving didn't as much as graze her mind.

"No, no. It is," she repeated, more certainty making its way into her tone.

At that Cassandra smiled. A small, almost shy one would say if they knew her well enough, smile. Her shoulders seemed to lose some of their tension when she leaned down again, her lips stopping not even an inch away. Nicole wasted no time leaning forward, their mouths meeting in a kiss that mixed softness and need beautifully. Their lips slid against each other until, surprisingly, it was Cassandra to pull back and sigh.

"Come sleep, we have some cutting up to do in the morning."

Nicole frowned. "Tomorrow? Wasn't that supposed to be due in a few days?"

A devilish grin appeared on black lips, fangs shimmering ominously in the low light. "Bela caught a foolish man-thing sneaking around the forest on the castle grounds. She's really excited to turn this one into a nice steak."

The redhead only let out an oh in acknowledgement. Foolish indeed. At least they could finally put into practice a few autopsy tricks Nicole had been itching to show her.

She let herself be guided back to Cassandra's chambers and into her bed, that she had grown intimately familiar with. The last thing she felt before falling asleep was the brunette's cool skin, pressed against her own. A welcomed comfort among the myriad of soft pillows that surrounded them. Nicole wondered briefly if being undead meant it was hard to keep yourself warm, but the thought quickly slipped away as she fell into a dreamless sleep.

[peach-skull]

Forever yours

Forever yours

Tomura Shigaraki x Reader

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tags/TW

Unprotected sex, dry humping, pregnancy mention, cumming inside, childhood friends to lovers, facesitting, shiggy being his nasty self, no quirks au, fluff adjacent 

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You would get a turn once he died. That’s how it was: That’s how it had been ever since you two were children. Tomura rarely died in video games, so if you wanted a turn you either had to whine until he gave in or wait until he was too focused to notice you take it from him until it was too late. However, you weren’t interested in video games today. You were interested in him. In his soft blue hair, his long, slender fingers, his beautiful crimson eyes. You were head over heels for your best friend since childhood, Tomura Shigaraki. It was a terrible,  roiling mixture of puppy love and sheer lust. You wanted to go on long walks and hold his hand. You also wanted him to bend you over a table and fuck you until your legs gave out. 

“ Tomu.”

He didn’t answer you, too absorbed in his game to pay attention to anything else. You huffed and tapped him with your foot.

“Tomura!”

Shigaraki muttered something unintelligible and paused his game, looking at you over his shoulder.

“ What do you want, (Y/N)?”

Showtime.

“ I have, uh, a personal question for you”

He grabbed an energy drink and took a sip.

“ Just ask it already.”

You needed to ask this casually. Like you couldn’t care less about the answer. Just making friendly conversation.

“ You’re still a virgin, right?”

He choked on his drink, coughing and sputtering as he tried to think of an answer. Who just asks shit like that?! You better not be making fun of him.

“ That’s none of your goddamn business,asshole.”

Based on his reaction alone, he had to be. You shrugged casually and adjusted one of your thigh-highs, smoothing your pleated skirt once it was back in position. You had worn them especially for him: you knew him long enough to know what he liked.

“ I’ll take that as a yes. So am I. I want to lose it but like, with the right person y’know? Not some rando, or like, a boyfriend who’ll sour the experience if we break up.”

You have never used ‘like’ in a sentence so many times in your life. Or used the word rando. 

“ so I was thinking, wouldn’t it be way easier to do it with someone you already trust? Like a close friend . so what if we, Y’know, helped each other ou-

SLAM. before you could even finish your question, Shigaraki had moved from the foot of the bed to the headboard, straddling you with his hands gripping above your head. 

He loomed above you, a massive cheshire grin plastered on his flushed face.

“ You aren’t fucking with me, right? You’re being serious? You actually wanna fuck?”

You didn’t expect him to be so enthusiastic about it. You thought he would decline, or accept in a less...intense manner. He was panting and leering and- was he seriously drooling? As if to answer your question, a drop of spit landed on your chest. Maybe a keyhole sweater wasn’t the best thing to wear today. 

“N-no, I'm not messing around, Tomu. I-I want… I want to have sex with you.”

Tomura quickly laid on top of you, pinning you down and shoving his tongue into your mouth. You had never been kissed before.  You tried to keep up with him, but he was just so rough that it was difficult to do so.You put your trembling hands oh his shoulders and tried to wiggle into a more comfortable position. He snickered and began to grind against your lap, completely misunderstanding what you were trying to do. You pushed his face away, a string of saliva connecting your lips. 

“ Get off for a second, I need to move my legs.”

Tomura rolled his eyes but did as you said, crawling backwards on all fours. More of a scuttle, really. You lifted your skirt and spread your legs, revealing your string-tie panties.  You didn’t even get the chance to tell him to come back before he pounced, rutting against your covered pussy and latching onto your neck. You could feel the seam of his jeans rubbing on your clit as he frantically humped you. It felt better than you thought it would: his weight on you, the teeth on your throat, the grind of his hard cock on your aching sex. You were getting close to the edge already, moaning and grabbing onto his hoodie as you  tried not to finish.

“T-Tomura! Please slow down, I- ah! I’m- I don’t want to cum from kissing! Please, just s-stop for a second!”

Goddammit, he was so close. It hurt to pull away from the warm embrace of your thighs, but he grit his teeth and did it anyways. You had a point: cumming from dry humping alone was a little pathetic. Shigaraki sat back on his heels and surveyed the damage.

Your skirt was pulled up past your stomach. One of your thigh highs had rolled all the way down to your ankle and your neck was covered in bruises. The hole in the chest of your sweater had slipped, exposing the top of your nipples. You weren’t wearing a bra. Holy shit, you weren’t wearing a bra. You had waltzed over to his house and sat on his bed in thigh highs and a sailor skirt and one of those sweaters with a boob window and NO FUCKING BRA. Tomura jumped off of the bed and pulled down his pants without bothering to unzip them. As you stared at the absolute monster of a cock that your best friend somehow had tucked away just moments ago, you only had one question on your mind.

“ um, Shiggy?”

You only called him that when you were particularly nervous. Tomura tore off his hoodie, his shirt going along with it and threw them both on the ground.

“ Why the hell is your dick so goddamn big?!”

 He looked down at his crotch as if he had absolutely no clue that his cock was roughly the size of a coke bottle. He looked at you and shrugged.

“ No idea. It’s always been like this, can I fuck your tits?”

He had to be joking.

“What?!”

“ Can you give me a titjob? Please?! I’m really close! It’ll take like two minutes, I swear!

If you weren’t madly in love with this man, you’d put him and his stupid horse cock in a shallow grave.

“ Yeah, yeah, just gimme a sec…”

He sat on the edge of the bed and patted the spot next to him, grinning wildly.

“ Lay down over here and put your boobs on my lap. This’ll be great,I swear.”

Shit, why did he have to be so cute?! You grumbled about various grievances you had with your friend and his dopey smile and that scar on his lips and and his stupid fucking fat dick as you got off his bed and walked over to where he was sitting. You stood in front of him and took off your sweater, chucking it into his face.

“ I swear to GOD if you choke me with that thing, I’ll bite it off. No head-pushing, Understand?”

He just smiled and nodded his head rapidly. 

You turned around and took your skirt off, bending over afterwards to roll up the rogue stocking that had decided to slip. While you were busy trying to keep the damn thing from falling again, Tomura grabbed the strings tying your panties together and tugged, undoing the bows and yanking them off of you.

“HEY!”

He held the underwear up to get a closer look. They were white and (f/c) striped, with lace and a little bow on top. Absolutely adorable. He was going to add them to his collection when you weren’t looking,but he just couldn't resist pressing his face into the damp fabric and inhaling deeply.

Was this motherfucker seriously sniffing your panties right in front of you?! You snatched the cloth away from him and threw them across the room, safe from his nasty clutches. For now.

“ Heh, sorry about that (Y/N). You always smell so good, I couldn’t help myself.”

That really shouldn’t have made your stomach flutter the way it did. You laid on the bed, lowering your chest onto Tomura’s lap. He ran his hand down your back and slapped your ass, laughing when you yelped out of pain and surprise.

“ Raise your hips. I can’t have you doing all the work now can I?”

He lowered his hand past your ass, but his fingers couldn’t reach your clit, stopping a few centimeters short. He grumbled and leaned to the side, trying his best to figure out a position that would let him rub your clit and finger your dripping pussy at the same time and gave him the lap titjob he wanted. He might have miscalculated, but that couldn’t be: it looked great in the hentai he saw a couple weeks ago, so it should work just fine IRL!

“ Tomura, this position is kinda weird. I don’t think this is going to work the way you think it will.”

“ Yes it will! C’mon, just raise your hips a little more-”

You looked up at him as best you could from the awkward position on his lap.

“ You saw this in a doujin, didn’t you?”

After around five minutes of arguing about whether or not Tomura’s stupid position would ( or even could) work, you decided to take initiative by pushing him down  and sitting on his face. How else were you supposed to shut him up? 

“ Sorry, Tomu. This was the only way to get you to be quiet. Seriously, who the hell gets into an argument about hentai in the middle of a hookup? There’s a time and place for everything, dumbass.”

You drooled into your palm to make impromptu lube before wrapping your hand around the head of his cock, smearing your saliva and his precum around as you jerked him off. You had never given a handjob before, but if the moans sending vibrations straight to your  core where anything to go on, you were doing a pretty good job. You grabbed the back of his head and ground against his face, giggling when his cock twitched.

“ C’mon, make me cum! Don’t you wanna get to the main event? I want you to rail me until I can't walk. Don’t you wanna fuck me, Tomura? Do you wanna slam that fat cock into my tight little pussy or not?”

He’d always been fun to tease, but never like this. There was a sort of power in it now: you had him right where you wanted him. Or so you thought.Shigaraki growled and grabbed your ass to hold you still. He was sick and tired of you always messing with him. Elbowing him during multiplayer games so he would mess up.Taking the last sip of his energy drink, not even thinking of the indirect kiss. Filling his room with the smell of your perfume after a day of hanging out and then just leaving him alone to masturbate to the thought of you. 

“ Aw, are you getting cranky, Tomu? I’m almo-”

He licked  along your folds before getting to your clit. He drew slow circles with his tongue before wrapping his lips around the sensitive bundle of nerves and sucking harshly. He flicked his tongue over your clit, adding a maddening amount of stimulation to the already overwhelming act. You squealed and tried to pull away, but his grip on you was too strong. 

“ Oh fuck! It’s too much, I’m not gonna be able to - ah!- be able to focus on what I’m doing here!”

Tomura didn’t give a fuck about what you where trying to do. He cared about revenge. And if revenge came in the form of eating your pussy until you cried, then so be it. He had no plans of stopping : your bittersweet taste and your thighs squeezing his head was too damn good. He stopped sucking with a loud pop and shoved his tongue  deep inside of you. He didn’t have a lot of experience ( he had 0 experience) but he had heard enough stories from his more socially savvy friends to know that you were supposed to keep your hands, mouth, or toys on the clit at all times. Keeping this advice in mind, he rubbed his thumb over your clit.

This was ridiculous. How was he this good at eating pussy? He was supposed to be the same as you: an inexperienced virgin. Maybe all that porn he watched did some good. You had no idea. All you knew for certain was that if he got the upper hand, you’d never hear the end of it. Your efforts had slowed due to Shigaraki’s distraction. You gripped his cock harder and moved your hand faster. Tomura moaned and bucked his hips. With the amount of precum that was leaking out, he had to be close. 

He didn’t want to let you win, but your hand was making it impossible to focus. It was just so damn soft: nothing like his rough, calloused fist. Tomura had no idea how he was going to go back to his left hand after this. If your hand was this good, what was your cunt going to feel like? It really hit him then. He had been fantasizing about it for years, and now it was actually going to happen. He was going to fuck you. The mere thought of it caused the tension in his stomach to break, thick ropes of cum spurting out of his throbbing cock and landing on his torso. The look on his face was driving you insane: bright red, eyes rolled back in his skull, brows crinkled in a way you had always found adorable. You threaded your fingers through his hair with both hands and started desperately humping his face. You wanted to cum,needed to cum: you just wanted him to fuck you already. You had waited for years. You finally came with a wail, crushing his head between your thighs as you rode out the high of your long-awaited orgasm.

It took you several seconds to remember that your friend probably needed to breathe. You got off of him as quickly as you could on your trembling legs. 

  “ Are you okay, Shiggy? I didn’t mean to suffocate you: it just felt so good that I lost control…”

Shigaraki quickly sat up. He was doing great: just had the best nut of his entire life, got his head squeezed and his hair pulled, and he was going to lose his virginity to the girl he had pined over for nearly his entire life. How could he be doing anything other than amazing?!

“ I'm good.”

You looked at the mess all over his chest. How was it even possible to cum that much and still be hard? Was that just how much there always was? Did he need to see a doctor?

While the gears turned in your head, Tomura grabbed a shirt from the floor and wiped himself off, tossing the soiled fabric away once he was done. The sheer nastiness of that snapped you out of your confused state. You were about to say something when he beat you to it.

“ What position do you want to do?”

“Huh?”

“Y’know, like doggy, or cowgirl, or wheelbarrow-”

You didn’t think wheelbarrow was an actual position, but you really didn’t want to get into another argument right now. You were gonna call him out on it later, though.

“ I’d like to do missionary.”

Tomura nodded sagely. Missionary was a classic. A bit basic, but it would do.

“If you’re ready, let’s move on to the next level”

You nodded, too nervous to speak. He shuffled slowly towards you, hands shaking and arms outstretched. He needed to be cool about this: he came on a bit strong after your proposal earlier. You laid on your back and resisted the urge to cover your face with your hands. You had wanted this for such a long time, but he was just so big and he was seeing you naked and he was actually kind of muscular without his clothes on and- for fucks sake was he seriously drooling again?! 

Shigaraki quickly wiped the drool away from his mouth. You were just so beautiful. You looked scared,though-was it the drooling? He couldn’t help that! He started to scratch his neck- a habit that he just couldn’t seem to break. Even if it meant that he wasn’t going to get to have sex today, he needed to make sure that you still wanted this.

“ Are you okay? We can… we can stop i-

“NO! I mean- n-no, I’m fine. Just- just be gentle, okay?

Gentle. He could do that. Just go slow, don’t go in all the way, and probably no biting. Wait, didn’t he need a condom? It must not be that big of a deal if you didn’t bother to bring it up, right? Yeah, he could just pull out.

Tomura grabbed the base of his cock and lined it at your entrance before carefully pushing inside of you. It didn’t hurt nearly as bad as you thought it would: it just stung a little bit. You had expected ripping, bleeding pain before seeing his dick, and kind of assumed you would die after seeing it in all it’s terrifying glory. But no! You were alive and thriving.

Your partner in crime, however, was having a significantly harder time. Your pussy made his fleshlight feel like sandpaper in comparison: he considered burning the stupid peice of silicone after you two were done for being so inferior to the real thing. The fleshlight wasn’t this tight, or this warm, and it didn’t twitch like your pussy did. He honestly felt kind of bad for the times that he used it while thinking of you- not for jacking off to you or anything like that, but for using that piece of shit as a stand-in. It was insulting. Shigaraki figured that it probably wasn’t the best idea to put it in all the way in,but it was taking every ounce of his self-control to not just slam in balls-deep and fuck you into the mattress. 

….. Was he okay? There was a vein bulging on his forehead and he looked damn-near terrified. You were going to have to make the first move again. You put your hands on his waist and pulled him towards you until his hips were flush with yours. Despite the slow entrance, his cock hitting your cervix still knocked the air out of you. It hurt a bit more now, but not nearly enough to stop.

“ I-it’s okay Shiggy, it doesn’t hurt. You can move now..”

Tomura cautiously  pulled backwards a few inches and pressed back inside just as carefully. His first couple of thrusts were a bit awkward, but he soon found a slow, steady rhythm. 

You couldn’t believe how soft he was being. He leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on your collar bone before moving to your breasts, licking your nipple before putting it in his mouth and sucking. His other hand was lightly caressing the opposing mound. It was all so sweet and tender that you almost wanted to cry: you knew that he didn’t feel the same way that you did. But for now, all you could do was stroke his hair and pretend that you were making love instead of just hooking up. 

“Mmmmn, T-tomur-ah!”

This wasn’t fair! He had liked you for years, you were gasping and moaning underneath him, but something unpleasant was still prodding at the back of his thoughts. After this, you were going to find some strong, confident man to take his place. This was just practice. Shigaraki didn’t want this to be practice: he wanted you to be his last. He wanted to be your only. He buried his face in the crook of your neck and started to thrust into you harder. He wanted you to be all his.

“ Mmmineeee...” 

Mine?! Did he just say “mine”?! Did he- did he feel the same way?! No, that couldn't be: you probably just misheard him.

“ um, w-what did you say?”

He snapped his head up and glared at you, his ruby eyes practically glowing.

“ I said mine! I want you to be mine! MY player two, MY pussy,MINE!”

With every repeat of mine he slammed into you a little harder, a little rougher.

“Come on, say it! Say you’ll be mine, (Y/N)!

You felt like such an idiot. Of course Tomura wasn’t going to say that he liked you- this was Tomura you were talking about. But he’d been showing it for years- walking you home, helping you win plushies at the arcade, dying on purpose so you would get a chance to play, giving you his hoodie whenever it was cold out…. How did you not notice? But he was never going to take the final step. So as per usual, it was up to you to take initiative. You put your hand on his cheek and smiled when he nuzzled into your touch.

“ I love you, Tomura. I’ve always been yours.”

He froze at your confession. Oh shit, did you go too far? Was the whole “mine” thing just his idea of dirty talk? Shigaraki pulled out  and moved backwards. Just as you were about to say something, he grabbed your knees and moved your legs up until they were above your head. Was he seriously going to just ignore what you just said?! You just told him that you loved him, for fucks sake!  Did all the blood rushing to his dick leave him braindead? 

Shigaraki knew the look on your face well: narrowed eyes, pursed lips, puffed cheeks. Impatient and suspicious. He’d better not keep you waiting,then. He positioned himself so that his cock was dangling above your exposed hole and leaned in close until you two were nose to nose. 

“ I love you too, (Y/N).”

With your confession returned, he slammed into your waiting cunt in one quick thrust, groaning as he was finally balls-deep inside of your warm,slick pussy. You squealed as he jackrabbited into your core with short, deep thrusts, hitting a spot inside that you’d never been able to reach. The headboard of the bed crashed against the wall loudly, creating a lewd orchestra alongside the squeaking of the bedsprings and your wanton moans. Tomura’s hair fell alongside your face in a soft curtain, making it so he was the only thing you could see. As if you’d look anywhere else.

“ I love you! I love you! I mean it, I love you! You’re gorgeous, you feel so good, I love you! I love you so fucking much! I love you! IloveyouIloveyouIloveyouIloveyouIloveIloveyouIloveyouIloveyouIloveyouIloveyouIloveyouIloveIloveyouIloveyou-”

You pulled your babbling lover into a deep kiss as the knot inside of your stomach snapped. Your convulsing walls squeezed his cock in a vice grip as you came, nearly sending him over the edge .

“ C-can I cum inside? I don’t wanna pull out! I swear I’ll take responsibility if you get pre- i-if anything happens! Please, let me cum inside of you!”

You could barely think through your haze, so you just nodded your head. Of course he could cum inside: where else was it supposed to go? He wasn’t wearing a condom after all… you probably should’ve made him wear one. Oh well. That was a problem for future (Y/N) to worry about. 

Tomura wrapped his arms around your waist and thrusted his hips one more time before  

Blowing his load directly into your womb, spurt after spurt of creamy white filling you to the brim, tongue sticking out of his mouth as he howled with pleasure.

“Hhhhhhhhh…. I love youuuu…..”

 He let out a contented sigh and flopped on top of you without bothering to take his cock out of your cum-filled pussy. He was too tired- he’d pull out after a nap. You were just as exhausted as he was- cleanup was just another issue future (Y/N) would have to deal with. You yawned and nuzzled into his neck before drifting into a peaceful, messy sleep. 

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I wrote this after a debate with @libiraki about who’s dick was worse: Shigaraki or Dabi’s. 

[aslitheryprinx]

Ask Game!

Yep, I'm doing one of these again, with different aus this time!

The rules are simple: in my ask box, send the color of the au you want to know more about! You can send a specific question about the au, or just the color and I'll ramble a bit about it!

Red: Alliumspider au

Tommy and his family are bug hybrids who can use magic to temporarily change sizes with a human. Through a series of mishaps, Ranboo ends up stuck with the family, his size swapped with Tommy's.

Orange: Coral reefs au

Ranboo and Tommy are tiny mers, also known as pocket mers. They're split up while fleeing from a much larger fish, and both end up in the hands of humans.

Green: Stitched au

Wilbur doesn't dream. He doesn't think this is a problem until his lack of dreams leads to an encounter with a strange, giant being called a stitcher. Now he can see the threads of his own soul, and not even Techno, his stitcher, knows what that means for him.

Blue: Will of the Wisp au

Don't go into the woods, they say. In the woods, fae, spirits, and monsters wander freely. People who go inside don't usually come back.

Tommy didn't mean to go so far past the trees. He can't actually remember why he walked so far in the first place. All he really knows is that he was following the music. A man who calls himself Wilbur is playing in a clearing. He looks human, and he offers to walk Tommy back home, out of the woods. What could possibly go wrong?

Purple: Face of peace au

In a wild misunderstanding, Tommy is sacrificed to a prince as a "gesture of peace." Ranboo, who was supposed to be going on his first, easy diplomatic mission is now trying to convince his "sacrifice" that he means no harm. Unfortunately, since he nommed Tommy on their first meeting, it's a little more complicated than he'd like.

Pink: Drider au

Tommy's village is attacked by raiders. He manages to escape into the forest, only to stumble into a far more terrifying situation: he gets trapped in a drider's nest. Wilbur, the drider, has no interest in hurting humans, but he also refuses to let Tommy wander off into the forest. It's full of creatures far more murderous than he is. Unfortunately, since he can't speak any human languages, he doesn't have a way to explain this to his frightened guest.

[yohangaontdj]

Fictober 2021 (Gahan) - Day 9

Prompt No Day 9: "There's no right side to this."

Fanfiction Fandom: The Devil Judge (TVN), Gahan, Lawful Husbands, Kang Yohan x Kim Gaon

Rating: Teen and Up.

Warnings: Arranged Marriage AU. Some violence and angst. Choking and misunderstandings. Some sort of truce in the end. Sharing of one bed.

Gaon stood as far away as possible, keeping his eyes glued to the wallpaper that adorned the room.

“So you’re saying that I’m in the wrong!”

The anger in Yohan’s voice had Gaon looking at him and heat flushed his cheeks at the sight of Yohan – topless and pyjama pants hanging way too low on his hips. Sucking in a breath to steady his heart, Gaon returned his gaze to that spot he had been staring at ever since Yohan walked out of the bathroom looking like that.

“I’m just saying there’s no right side to this. You have your preference and I have mine too so can I just sleep on the sofa instead?

Gaon headed for the door but Yohan stepped before him, blocking his path.

“That’s out of the question.”

And grabbing his arm, Yohan dragged him towards the king-sized bed.

All the pent-up fear and worry and stress from the past few days, finally boiled over into rage and Gaon threw a fist at Yohan, aiming for his jaw. But before it could connect with it, Yohan had grabbed his fist and using the momentum of Gaon’s swing, he threw him onto the very bed Gaon had been refusing to get in.

Stunned by the impact, Gaon was slow in getting up and Yohan straddled him, a hand clamping down on his throat, pinning him in place.

“Do you think I want to do this!” Yohan hissed, frustration making his words sound harsh, “I do not at all want this but there isn’t any choice!”

Red-hot anger, blinding and seething and directed at his father, made Yohan squeeze Gaon’s throat even tighter. He hated that man, hated him for still toying with him even though he was long dead and buried six feet under.

It was only when Gaon whimpered in desperation, fingers scrabbling to loosen his grip that Yohan realised in horror, the atrocity he had done. Letting go, he scrambled off in a mad hurry and it was he who was staying away as far as possible, even though he wanted so much to check if Gaon was okay.

Clutching his throat, retreating as far as he could until his back hit the headboard of the bed, Gaon stared at Yohan, eyes wide with fright.

“Please, I’ll do as you say. Just don’t...please don’t do it anymore...it hurts.”

And Yohan squeezed his eyes shut, fighting back the bile that had risen to his throat, making him want to throw up. For he had just made Gaon begged in the same way that he used to when faced with his father’s wrath.

Maybe he was really a monster just like his father always said. And his intention for Gaon to sleep comfortably in a warm bed on this coldest winter night, had ended up traumatizing him instead.

Opening his eyes, Yohan’s smile was bitter when Gaon flinched the moment Yohan looked at him.

“I’ll take the sofa.”

And Yohan left the room, slamming the door shut.

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He didn’t return until the birds began to chirp, signalling the start of a new day. But it was still dark in the silent bedroom so Yohan carefully made his way over to Gaon’s side.

The younger man was fast asleep, buried deep in the cocoon he had made by wrapping the blankets snugly around him. His face was streaked with tears that had dried and left their dirty marks and Yohan tiptoed into the bathroom to fetch a damp towel.

Gently wiping Gaon’s face clean, Yohan’s heart ached for him – dragged into this horrible mess because of his parents’ debt.

“Give me some time,” Yohan whispered, “I’ll find a way to break the contract without any of us having to suffer for it, this I promise.”

Maybe it was his voice or maybe it was his act of cleaning him up for Gaon suddenly opened his eyes, staring at him in confusion.

“Why are you here?”

“To get some sleep of course.”

And Yohan watched in amusement as Gaon just nodded and made room for him before comprehension sank in, sending him into a panic. Struggling to break free from the cocoon which had now become his death trap, Gaon went still when Yohan cupped his cheek.

“Look, I’m sorry for what I did and I’m also very tired as I really didn’t sleep a wink. So if you don’t mind...”

Yohan laid down in the space Gaon had made for him and shut his eyes. Staring at him, acutely aware of his proximity, Gaon noticed how thin the long sleeve Yohan was wearing.

“Don’t you feel cold?”

And Yohan cracked an eye open, looking not at all pleased.

“So what if I am? There’s no blankets left with you hogging all of them.”

Gaon blushed and then realised the predicament he was in.

“You’ve to help if you want one. I’m too tangled up.”

Sitting up with a baleful glare, Yohan muttered under his breath about the stupidity of a certain man. He grabbed hold of a corner and after much tugging and pulling, he finally freed Gaon from the clutches of the blankets.

“If I hear one more word from you...”

Yohan shot him a warning look before turning his back on him, pulling the blanket all the way over his head.

And Gaon was left wondering whether should he get up or continue to sleep. It didn’t take long to make his decision and giving in to the sleep beckoning alluringly, Gaon shut his eyes.

(For more Fictober 2021 (Gahan) - Read here.)