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The sinful allure

A reverse harem batboys x succubus!reader

No proper beta read, we die like jason todd

Prologue < masterlist > chapter 2

Sun crept through your window, bright and annoying. You groaned, burying your face into your pillow, hoping to squeeze out just a few more minutes of sleep. But flashes of the previous night flickered in your mind—your newfound powers, the strange allure you’d suddenly developed, the rush of something dark and thrilling awakening inside you.

With a sigh, you peeled yourself out of your soft bed, half-convinced it had all been some bizarre dream. But a quick glance in the mirror, the faint shimmer of your eyes catching the light, reminded you otherwise.

You looked down at the pendant, letting it dangle from your fingers as you stepped out of your room. The familiar weight was comforting, yet now it felt heavier, almost like it held secrets you weren’t ready to understand. Your gaze drifted down the hall to your mom’s door, firmly shut. She’d come home super late, probably just before dawn. She was likely out cold by now, lost in whatever sleep she could scrape together.

You wanted to tell her about last night, about everything you’d discovered. She probably knew something, after all. She’d always insisted you wear this pendant, almost as if it was meant to protect you from something... or someone.

Your fingers traced the edges of the pendant as you took a hesitant step toward her room. You bit your lip, torn between the need to tell her and the fear of what she might say. Just as you raised your hand to knock on her door, a voice whispered in the back of your mind, warning you to stop. It was soft but certain, urging you to turn back, to keep this one thing to yourself.

With a sigh, you lowered your hand, stepping back from the door. Maybe telling her wasn’t the right move after all. Not yet.

You tucked the pendant back under your shirt and headed for the bathroom to get ready before taking your stuff and heading out the front as quietly as you could.

Did you want to go to college? No, you would much rather sleep in, since sleeping makes you not think about your problems. But do you have that luxury? Also no. Attending GSU means having an attendance above 85%.

So, off you went.

As you walked across campus, you couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. People kept staring at you—casual glances, lingering looks, the kind of attention that made you want to shrink back. You checked yourself quickly—did you have something weird on your clothes? Was there something in your hair?, it took a moment before it finally clicked.

You were drawing them in, your powers was pulling their attention without you even trying.

A few students casually glanced over their shoulders as they walked past you, their eyes lingering a little too long. You could feel the shift in the air, a subtle magnetism you couldn’t turn off.

Not good, you thought. The last thing you needed was to be a walking distraction.

You quickened your pace, hoping to avoid any further attention, but the feeling stuck with you. Your powers were already starting to affect your daily life, and you had no idea how to control them.

You practically sprinted to the nearest campus bathroom and locked yourself in one of the stalls, your breathing still a bit shaky. “Okay, get yourself together,” you muttered, pressing your palms to your cheeks. You gave yourself a light slap for good measure. “Don’t attract unwanted attention.”

You shook your head, gripping the pendant around your neck. "Not now," you murmured, your voice barely a whisper. "Please," you pleaded, hoping for some way to keep this strange new energy from leaking out.

For a moment, the pendant seemed to pulse, a faint glow that was almost too subtle to notice. You blinked, wondering if you’d imagined it, but there was no time to figure it out.

A glance at your phone made your heart skip—you had only a few minutes before your lecture started. With one last, steadying breath, you unlocked the stall and stepped out, trying to convince yourself that everything would be fine.

You slipped into the lecture as the teacher was preparing to start and found a seat in the back row.

You noticed a few people glancing your way, but you forced yourself to ignore it, focusing instead on the lecture—or at least pretending to. A few rows ahead sat Timothy Drake-Wayne. You couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy. He had it all: wealth, great grades despite being absent half the time, and, annoyingly, he looked good doing it.

You chewed on your bottom lip, still burning holes into the back of his head with your gaze. Timothy Drake, the ever-diligent student, sat there calm and collected like the top student he was.

Lost in thought, you didn’t notice when he shifted slightly, glancing back as if sensing your gaze. Your heart jumped into your throat, and you quickly looked away, pretending to be utterly engrossed in the lecture slides on your laptop.

You cursed softly under your breath, hunching over your notebook as You tried to look engrossed in the lecture, scribbling random notes as if they were the most important thing in the world. To anyone watching, you probably looked like a model student—if only that were actually true.

Out of the corner of your eye, you could feel Tim lingering for a second longer before turning back to his notes. You exhaled slowly, shaking your head.

Great job, you thought sarcastically. Staring at the guy like some creep definitely won’t raise any suspicion.

Somehow, you managed to avoid everyone by lunchtime. Unfortunately, that's where your luck decided to run out.

Just as you were about to sit down with your tray of food, a hand landed on your shoulder from behind. Startled, you turned to see a tall girl with long raven-black hair and a dazzling smile.

"Hi there! I'm Yumiko!" she said enthusiastically.

"Uh... hi?" you replied awkwardly, blinking at her.

Before you could process much else, she practically pushed you into a seat and plopped down beside you, throwing an arm around your shoulders like you were old pals. You stiffened. Was this your powers at work? Did they affect women too?

Great. You sarcastically remarked inside your head.

"You’re in the computer science major, right?" she asked brightly.

Instead of answering right away, you found yourself distracted, noting the expensive-looking way her hair was styled and the designer clothes she was wearing. One of the Richie Rich types on campus.

"Yeah, I am," you finally replied, setting your tray on the table and introducing yourself.

"Oh, I know who you are," she said with a grin. "I’ve seen you around a lot. Always alone much?"

Her tone wasn’t mocking, exactly, but it still made you feel a bit exposed. You laughed awkwardly, hoping she’d leave it at that. She didn’t.

To your dismay, Yumiko stayed glued to your side for the entire lunch, talking non-stop. She was a confident yapper and had no problem carrying the conversation entirely on her own.

By the time lunch ended, it was clear she’d decided you were her new best friend. Was this how people made friends these days? Just walk up to someone and start yapping until they give up?

It seems you just got adopted by an extrovert and It is yet to know if that's a good thing or a bad.

The rest of the day went by in a blur, and by the time your classes ended, the universe decided to throw in another curveball: rain. A sudden, heavy downpour.

You stood under the overhang at the university's entrance, watching as people dashed out with backpacks over their heads or casually strolled under umbrellas. Unfortunately for you, your umbrella was sitting somewhere in your closet at home. In your defence, the rain had come out of nowhere.

Letting out a sigh, you leaned against the wall, wondering how long you’d have to wait for it to stop. Just then, a tall guy caught your attention. His arms were stacked full of art supplies—sketchbooks, tubes of paint, and a container of brushes precariously balanced on top.

You glanced at him out of the corner of your eye, eyebrows raised. Is he even able to see? How does he plan to get anywhere like that in this weather?

The thought had barely finished crossing your mind when, somehow, he pulled out an umbrella with one hand, expertly snapping it open without dropping a single item.

Well, if that isn't a skill, then you don't know what is.

Your admiration was short-lived, though, as you noticed a box of brushes tumble to the ground. Without thinking, you stepped forward.

"Oh, let me help," you said, bending down to pick it up. His hands were full, and there was no way he could manage it on his own.

You bent down and grabbed the box of brushes, carefully gathering the scattered ones that had fallen out. Straightening up, you turned to hand it back to him, the words already forming on your lips.

“Here you go—”

But then you froze.

Your gaze travelled up, taking in the neatly pressed blazer, the dark green eyes that seemed to hold a perpetual sharpness, and the ever-so-slight frown on his lips. You blinked, your brain catching up with your eyes.

It was Damian Wayne.

The Damian Wayne.

Your mind reeled. He wasn’t just some rich kid with impeccable manners -though he clearly was-. No, he was practically Gotham royalty, the youngest son of Bruce Wayne. You’d seen him before, of course—art major, quiet, always exuding a weird mix of arrogance and composure.

“Oh,” you said dumbly, still holding the box of brushes like you’d forgotten how hands worked.

He tilted his head slightly, his piercing gaze flicking to the box and then back to you. “Thank you,” he said, his tone polite but clipped, as though he were in a hurry.

You quickly snapped out of it and held the box out to him, feeling your cheeks heat up. “Uh, yeah. No problem.”

Damian reached for it, but his full hands made it a bit awkward. Before you could think better of it, you blurted out, “Do you need help carrying all that?”

He paused, eyes narrowing slightly as if assessing your motives. “I can manage,” he replied, though the strain in his arms told a different story.

“Seriously,” you pressed, “you’re one gust of wind away from dropping everything.”

Normally, you wouldn't have said that; you definitely would've just backed away, not offered to help or get involved with rich kids, but the whole day hasn't been normal.

And to your surprise, a small, almost imperceptible smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. “If you insist,” he said, stepping slightly closer and shifting some of the weight your way.

He handed you a few of the items, ones that you could easily hold with one hand. You adjusted your grip, but as you looked up at him, you noticed he was still carrying the rest of the art supplies awkwardly in his arms.

You tilted your head slightly, then stretched out your other arm. “I can hold the umbrella too,” you offered, a little surprised at your boldness.

Damian raised an eyebrow at you, clearly considering your offer. For a moment, he didn’t respond, just watching you with those calculating green eyes. Finally, he gave a small shrug and passed you the umbrella.

You opened the umbrella and held it over the both of you. “Let’s go,” you said confidently, starting to walk.

But then you glanced up at the man next to you and had to bite your lip to hold back a laugh.

Damian’s expression was as composed as ever, but there was no denying the issue: you were too short. The angle of the umbrella was blocking his view, forcing him to tilt his head slightly just to see ahead.

“You’re... not very tall, are you?” he finally said, his tone dry but not unkind, though you could hear the faintest trace of amusement beneath it.

You bristled, your grip on the umbrella tightening as your cheeks warmed. “I-I’m average height,” you mumbled, trying to sound confident but failing miserably.

'It's you who built like a damn tree', you thought to yourself, biting your inner cheeks.

He raised an eyebrow, clearly unimpressed with your defence. “If you say so.”

You opened your mouth to respond but quickly snapped it shut, unsure of what to say. Instead, you focused on adjusting the umbrella, standing on your tiptoes to raise it higher.

“Better?” you asked, your voice small.

Damian stared at you for a good second before saying “Not really,” his tone wasn’t harsh. “You’re going to hurt yourself doing that.”

Your face heated up even more as you avoided his gaze. “I’m fine,” you muttered, though your arms were already starting to ache from the awkward angle.

With a small sigh, Damian reached out and gently adjusted the umbrella himself, tilting it slightly so it covered you both without blocking his view. “There. Now you don’t have to strain yourself.

“Thanks,” you murmured, feeling awkward but grateful. You focused on the ground as you walked, the sound of the rain filling the silence.

It was hard to tell if he found the situation funny or frustrating, but either way, you were too embarrassed to look up and find out.

The walk wasn’t too far, and as you approached the university gates, you noticed the sleek, black Lamborghini parked right outside. Your eyes widened slightly, though you quickly tried to play it cool, pretending like you weren’t totally awestruck. It wasn’t every day you saw a Lamborghini up close, let alone one waiting for someone you were walking with.

The window rolled down, revealing an older man with a composed expression. A butler? His sharp eyes flicked to you briefly before returning to Damian. “Master Damian,” the man greeted, his voice formal but warm. Then his gaze shifted back to you. “A friend?”

You quickly shook your head, the thought of being called Damian Wayne’s friend feeling almost laughable.

“She’s helping,” Damian confirmed curtly, already moving to take the supplies out of your hands. He carefully loaded them into the car with practised ease, his movements quick and efficient.

You stepped back, awkwardly holding the umbrella as he climbed into the passenger seat. “Um, the umbrella,” you said, fumbling to close it so you could hand it back to him.

But before you could, he glanced at you and said, “Keep it,” in a tone that left no room for argument.

With that, the car door shut, and you barely had time to process what just happened before the butler gave you a polite nod. “Thank you for assisting Master Damian,” he said with a faint smile before driving off, leaving you standing there in the rain with the umbrella still in your hand.

You stared after the car, baffled. What just happened? You looked down at the umbrella in your hand, its sleek design and obvious quality making it clear it wasn’t some cheap, replaceable thing.

“Keep it?” you murmured to yourself, still confused. Did rich people just give away expensive umbrellas like it was nothing...?

It seems your 18th birthday just couldn’t get more unpredictable...or surreal.

It was no point lingering here any longer, and hence why you made your way home.

As soon as you opened the front door, you yelped in surprise at the loud pop that echoed through the apartment. "Happy birthday!"

Your eyes widened as you took in the sight of your mom standing there with a birthday blaster in her hand, confetti raining down around you both.

"Thank you..." you said, still in shock. She hadn’t done anything like this since you were 15, and the memory of those days made you feel both nostalgic and awkward.

You stepped inside, setting the umbrella by the door, and your gaze fell on the small cake sitting on the dining table. Your favourite flavour, So she still remembers.

Your mom smiled sheepishly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “I know it’s not much, but... I didn’t want to let the day go by without doing something.”

You swallowed the lump in your throat and forced a smile. “It’s perfect.”

You and your mom enjoyed the cake together, talking about lighthearted things—you did your best to steer the conversation away from the weirdness that had been haunting you all day.

It almost felt perfect, like it was before but that's when your delusional ass got kicked back into the reality as you saw your mom got up and put her coat on.

“Wait, are you going to work?” you asked, standing up quickly.

She glanced at the time on her phone and gave you a sad smile. “Yes, dear. I have work.”

You opened your mouth, a plea to stay stuck in your throat. Instead, you forced yourself to smile. “It’s fine.”

It’s fine to leave your daughter alone on her birthday.

She leaned in to kiss your forehead, but you instinctively stepped back. Her shoulders sagged slightly at the motion, but she didn’t press the issue. Instead, she sighed and gave a small nod. “Well, make sure to keep the pendant on,” she said, her gaze lingering on it for a moment too long. You hoped she didn’t notice anything strange about it.

Biting your lip, you hesitated before speaking, your voice barely above a whisper. “Why do I have to keep wearing it?”

Her expression tightened for a split second before softening. “Because I said so, and your mother knows best.”

With that, she walked out, leaving you alone with more questions than answers.

The door closed with a soft click, and just like that, you were alone again in the small apartment. The emptiness pressed down on you, heavier than usual.

You gathered the used plates and carried them to the sink, washing them on autopilot. As you stared at the faint reflection of yourself in one of the plates, an ache bloomed in your chest.

Today felt more lonely than ever... You weren’t sure why.

Your thoughts were interrupted by a faint glow from your pendant. The soft pink light pulsed, almost as if it were alive—calling for you to do something, urging you to take action.

You raised it to eye level, your fingers tightening around it. The faint light danced in front of your eyes as if it were mocking you.

"Why?" you whispered to yourself, your grip tightening further. Your mind is filled with all the times your mom has done this; she always does this.

With a burst of frustration, you ripped the pendant from around your neck. “Screw you, Mom,” you muttered under your breath.

The moment the pendant left your neck, the world around you seemed to shift. A surge of energy coursed through your body, and when you glanced down, your reflection in the darkened kitchen window startled you.

Your entire appearance had changed.

You took a shaky breath, shoving the pendant deep into the pocket of your suit. It was clear that whatever this pendant was hiding, you weren’t going to ignore it any longer.

You went out through the balcony but made sure you closed it back; the last thing you want is to get smth stolen.

Flying up in the sky made you instantly feel better; the cold air was calming, though you do wish Gotham was a bit less polluted. Maybe you could see stars or maybe not.

You landed softly on the rooftop, your gaze drifting to the edge. For a moment, you imagined yourself sitting there, legs swinging freely over the city below, just like in the movies. But the thought of the dizzying drop made your stomach twist. Your feet stayed rooted in place. Instead, you turned to the railing, gripping its cool metal as you leaned against it, keeping a safe distance from the edge.

You let out a heavy sigh, still gazing down at the gloomy city below.

“You.” A deep male voice called out from behind you. Startled, you spun around, only to feel the cold, sharp edge of a katana hovering dangerously close to your neck. Instinctively, you stepped back—only to find the railing pressing against your spine.

You looked up at the owner of the katana, your eyes met their narrowed gaze behind a black domino mask. "Do not even think of escaping," he said, his tone as sharp as the weapon he wielded.

You gulped, your grip tightening on the railing as if it could anchor you away from the danger at your throat. “I’m not a shady person,” you tried your voice a mix of nervousness and forced confidence. Explaining was your best shot at avoiding whatever this guy had planned.

Robin. Another one of the bats. The rumours said he had no mercy, and it didn’t take long to believe them. Who else greets a stranger by shoving a katana in their face?

And those steps- silent as the grave. You hadn’t even heard him approach. There was no way you could fight him. Maybe... in bed-

You shook off the inappropriate thought, heat creeping up your neck, and faced the tall figure before you. “How about we put this away first?” you gestured at the katana, a sly smile tugging at your lips.

He didn’t move. If anything, the tilt of his head made him seem more intimidating, his expression unreadable under the mask. “Who are you, and what are you doing here?” His voice was calm, but there was an unmissable authority behind it, the kind that left no room for excuses.

Your smile faltered into a tight line. Okay, so this one wasn’t going to be as easy to fool as the last guy. “Can’t a girl just go out for some fresh air?” you replied, planting a hand on your hip in mock indignation.

Robin’s eyes narrowed further, the suspicion practically radiating from him. “Who are you with? Catwoman?”

“Huh? No!” you protested, your hands flailing in emphasis. “I’m-”

Before you could finish, a faint voice crackled through the earpiece he wore. His expression shifted slightly as he tilted his head, listening intently to whatever was being said.

After a moment, he replied curtly, “She is.”

You raised an eyebrow, your curiosity piqued. She is what? You wanted to ask, but the words didn’t make it past your lips.

To your relief, he finally lowered the katana, though his sharp gaze remained fixed on you. Letting out a sigh, you resisted the urge to slump against the railing in pure relief. At least you weren’t about to be beheaded- yet.

But before you could decide whether to thank him or try to bolt, another sound broke through the tension—metal clinking above, followed by heavy footsteps landing on the rooftop. You tensed instinctively, darting a glance over Robin’s shoulder.

Robin, seemed to know who it was as he slid his katana back into its sheath. That alone was enough for you to guess it was one of the other bats. You silently prayed it wasn’t Batman; you weren’t confident you could sneak away from the Dark Knight, yet.

The figure stepped into the dim light, revealing a man wearing a black domino mask that hid his eyes. Unlike Robin’s primarily grey ensemble, this one wore a striking red and black suit, with a belt strapped diagonally across his shoulders

You squinted, trying to piece together who this newcomer could be. Truth be told, you weren’t exactly up to date with the ever-growing roster of vigilantes. Guess it was time to add “study Gotham’s masked weirdos” to your to-do list- because, apparently, those guys couldn’t seem to leave you alone.

"Um, Red Hood?" you ventured, tilting your head slightly as you took a wild guess.

The man froze mid-step, then turned to you with a look that could peel paint off walls. “Red Hood?!” he repeated, his voice a mix of disbelief and offense. “Do I look like a giant, violent dog to you?!”

You bit back a laugh, but the smile still slipped through. “No,” you said, tapping your chin like you were pondering. “You look more like… a twink.”

"The guy’s shoulders tensed as if bracing for an explosion.

“A what?” the man barked, his voice pitching higher as his hands shot to his hips.

“A twink,” you repeated, your grin widening. “Wait, no. Maybe a twunk? Hard to say, really.”

The twitch in his eye was subtle, but it made you laugh quite a bit. Robin let out a quiet sigh, muttering something about “unprofessional” under his breath.

You wipe the tear off your eye as you calmed down from the laughter. Both the boys were whispering about something as you were quietly thinking about your escape plan.

You carefully take a look around you, noticing that their attention isn't fully on you as they seem to be too busy arguing with each other on smth.

Drawing a deep breath, you focused on your core, feeling a subtle warmth spread through your core to your whole body as your senses sharpen.

With a sudden, fluid motion, you stepped back toward the edge of the rooftop. The cool night air whipped around you as you balanced precariously on the ledge. The city lights below seemed to blur into a mosaic of possibilities.

"Hey!" Robin's voice cut through the night, alarm replacing suspicion as he realized your intent.

But before he or his companion could react, you let yourself fall backward, embracing the void. The sensation of freefall was both terrifying and liberating, a testament to your trust in your new found powers.

As you plummeted, you blew a playful kiss toward the rapidly shrinking figures above. However, just before you could activate your abilities to halt your descent, a sudden jerk halted your fall.

Glancing down, you saw a rope coiled tightly around your left leg, its other end leading upward. Your eyes followed the line to see the man beside Robin wielding a grapple gun, his expression determined.

"Is that a fucking grapple gun?!" you yelled, throwing your arms up in exasperation as you felt yourself being pulled back toward the rooftop.

“Hello again,” you greeted with a wry smile, though it held no warmth.

“Figures why Nightwing told us to be on high alert…” the shorter one muttered under his breath, his tone tinged with annoyance.

Your pout deepened as you realized that wonder boy from yesterday had snitched on you. Mentally cursing Nightwing, you shifted in place, your bindings reminding you just how little freedom you currently had.

“Can you two at least untie me?” you asked, feigning boredom. “I’ll have you know I’m not into this kink… yet.”

Robin rolled his eyes, clearly unimpressed by your sass. His irritation radiated like a tangible force as he turned away, refusing to dignify your remark with a response.

The one they called Red Robin, however, crouched down to your level, studying you with a curious intensity. His eyes, though hidden behind his mask, felt like they were peeling back layers, trying to uncover the truth buried beneath your casual façade.

“And what exactly are you into?” he asked, his voice calm but tinged with dry humor, as though testing your reaction.

You tilted your head, your smile sharpening. “Wouldn’t you like to know?"

Suddenly a loud blast echoed from a nearby building, shaking the air and rattling the rooftop beneath you.

All three of you turned your heads toward the source of the explosion. Smoke billowed into the night sky, mingling with Gotham’s ever-present haze.

Robin’s sharp gaze immediately snapped back to you, his eyes narrowing with suspicion. “Was that your doing?” he demanded, his tone icy and accusatory.

You gasped dramatically, tugging at the ropes still binding you. “Excuse me? No! Do I look like I have the time—or the hands free—to plant explosives?”

Robin’s expression remained skeptical, but before he could retort, a crackle from their earpieces interrupted. Both vigilantes stiffened as a voice—likely Batman’s—relayed urgent information.

After a brief exchange, the two of them nodded in silent agreement. You looked between them, utterly bewildered. “What’s going on?” you asked, even though you weren’t expecting an answer.

To your surprise, Red Robin turned to you, his tone clipped but calm. “Someone’s planted multiple bombs in that building. We have to disarm them now.”

“Oh…” you muttered, the gravity of the situation sinking in. Then you wriggled slightly against the ropes. “So, uh, are you going to untie me before you leave?”

Robin’s glare made it clear he wasn’t about to do that. “Stay here until we get back,” he snapped.

“Wait—” you started to protest, but before you could say more, they were gone. Their grappling hooks hissed through the air as they launched themselves toward the chaos, leaving you alone.

You stared at the empty rooftop, slack-jawed. “Huh… HUH?!” you shouted, twisting against the ropes in frustration. “Did they really just leave me tied up here?! What if I get kidnapped? Or, I don’t know, fall off the roof and die?!”

Okay, maybe you were being a little dramatic. But still, leaving you like this? Super rude.

With a resigned sigh, you shuffled to your feet—no easy feat with your hands bound behind your back. The ropes dug into your wrists as you tested their strength. They were sturdy, clearly designed to restrain someone a lot more dangerous than you. Breaking them wasn’t an option, not with brute strength alone.

“Great,” you muttered under your breath. “Just fantastic.”

You leaned back against the rooftop’s edge, tilting your head toward the sky. A lone bat flitted across the moonlit expanse, its wings slicing effortlessly through the cool night air.

“Must be nice to be a bat,” you murmured wistfully. “No ropes, no problems… Just flying wherever you want. Way less complicated.”

The words had barely left your lips when a strange sensation washed over you. The world around you shifted, twisting like a kaleidoscope. Your vision blurred, the rooftop spinning before your eyes.

You blinked, once, twice, and when the dizziness faded, you looked down.

Your hands—or rather, where your hands used to be—were gone. In their place were tiny claws, and your body was… smaller?

“What the—?” you squeaked, but the sound that came out wasn’t your voice—it was a high-pitched chirp.

Flapping your wings instinctively, you darted upward, and that’s when it hit you.

“I… I’m a bat?!” you yelled—or at least, you tried to. It came out more like a shrill squeak, echoing awkwardly in the night air. Glancing down, you noticed the ropes that had bound you lying uselessly on the ground. It seems that, your transformation has freed you.

You flapped your tiny wings experimentally, marveling at how effortlessly you soared higher into the sky. Okay, this was… weird. Cool, but weird.

Now you had two options. One: go home, curl up with some ice cream, and forget this entire bizarre night ever happened. Two: follow those Robin birds.

The logical choice was clear. Who in their right mind would willingly chase after the guys who tied them up and left them stranded on a rooftop?

…You.

Because apparently, rationality had taken a backseat tonight. Or maybe it was something else. Their scent lingered in the air, tantalizing in a way you couldn’t quite explain. It was rich and enticing, like the promise of a forbidden feast.

Your stomach—or whatever bats or succubus have—grumbled. Was this hunger? It felt like it.

Or was this your powers messing with your head? Is this what HE meant by urges? You didn’t know, but the pull was irresistible. Without a second thought, you flapped your wings harder, cutting through the air toward the building they’d disappeared into.

The closer you got, the stronger the scent became, making your thoughts fuzzy. You weren’t literally drooling, but it was a close call. What the hell was happening to you?

Fun fact i got this chapter done on my birthday but had to wait untill i got someone to beta read it :>

Please tell me if theres smth off about the chapter or the personality of the batboys. Since this is my first time writing ab them, im afraid they are gonna be very ooc.

Also how do ppl upload to ao3 i wanna try but its so confusing 😭

Lastly do yall got any hero name for the succubus reader?? Please help a girl out 😔🎀

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selinakylesupremacy · 3 months ago

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Favourite Batcat quotes in comics:

Bruce to Selina:

There exists such a thing as longing, for two hearts beating across time, space, and dimension, then perhaps she helped provide a beacon. A reason to return. Someone to come back to. - Bruce Wayne: The Road Home: Catwoman #1 (2010)

When we kiss the pain goes away - Batman #12 (2020)

Her smell. Chanel. Wet leather. And sweat. I want to get lost in that smell. - Detective Comics #800 (2005)

Nothing matters as long as we're together - Batman Chronicles #11 (2014)

In any world, I love her - Batman #132 (2023)

There has only been one woman who has really held my heart - Heart of Hush (2009)

All I can think about is Selina. Beautiful, fascinating Selina Kyle. - Batman: Black and White #6 (2016)

When I first met you on that boat, the diamond you stole, after I got it back. I bought it. I've had it for years. I knew, even at the beginning. I knew I'd need it. I... I needed it. Just like... I need you. - Batman #24 (2017)

I'd do anything for you. - Catwoman #51 (2023)

She's more important than the galaxies. - Batman #68 (2019)

She's the only one who...who understands what... she knows who I am. What I am. And she loves me anyway. - Batman #15 (2017)

I love you Cat. I always will. - Batman #85 (2019)

Something passed between us - a spark of electricity. The shock of recognition. It was as if I'd suddenly found a part of myself that I never knew was missing. - Batman Chronicles #11 (2014)

Without you, I'm lost - Batman/Catwoman #6 (2020)

When I do let myself dream, Selina...in that life. I'm with you. - Catwoman: Lonely City #3 (2022)

Even in the middle of death and madness she makes my heart skip - Batman #143 (2024)

My world is dust without you - Batman #78 (2019)

Selina to Bruce:

By now we both know we can't stop it. This. Might as well try to stop the planets orbiting the sun. It's more than love. It's gravity. - Catwoman #1 (2023)

You and me. The Bat and the Cat. In the dark making sparks - Batman #392 (1986)

When the world blows up around us we reach out for one another. - Catwoman #58 (2023)

The Bat and the Cat. We are forever. - Batman #85 (2019)

You are part of the night, just like me. We're not afraid of the dark - we come alive in it. - Catwoman #40 (1996)

I'd rather die with you than live without you. - JLA: The Nail (1998)

When I fall he catches me - Batman #37 (2017)

Just for today don't be Batman. Don't be the mask. It's okay to let it go, just for today. You can fall apart, I'll hold you together. - Injustice: Gods Among Us #17 (2013)

I hope somewhere deep down you know I will never let you fall - Detective Comics # 1077 (2023)

I liked the smell of him - leather and sweat - Batman #66 (2019)

I liked how he held me, like he could do anything, but he couldn't let go - Batman #66 (2019)

I love you too, Bruce. Just like a fairy tale, I could live with you in your castle forever. - Batman Returns Comic (1992)

His love is my great escape - Catwoman #58 (2023)

I love you, Bat. I love you so much - Batman #85 (2019)

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paperstorm · 4 days ago

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From Somewhere in a Song, chapter posting tomorrow!

Thanks for the tags @captain-gillian @nisbanisba @carlos-in-glasses @henrygrass @everlastingday @carlossreaders @whatsintheboxmh @annoyingcloudearthquake and @strandnreyes <3

Chuckling, TK slides his tongue into Carlos’s mouth. He kisses like he’s trying to eat Carlos alive, like he wants to suck his soul out, like he regrets every moment they have to spend as two separate entities. He’s a hurricane, big and powerful and sweeping through Carlos’s quiet existence and levelling it to the ground. It permeates Carlos with all sorts of feelings that are probably entirely premature – his romantic heart skipping miles ahead of itself and imagining them in front porch rocking chairs when they’re 85. He doesn’t say any of it aloud, he’s not that stupid, but he thinks it.

There’s something magical in the way that TK touches him, in the way that Carlos feels as they’re tangled in hotel sheets together with their breath mingling and their hands and mouths exploring each other’s bodies.

“What does TK stand for?” he asks, the thought materializing out of nowhere but it striking him as funny that he doesn’t know.

“It’s not a secret. It’s on my Wikipedia page.”

“I’ve never Googled you.”

Making a faux-outraged sound, TK lightly pinches Carlos’s side. “Rude. I Googled you.”

“Sorry.” Carlos grins.

“Tyler Kennedy. But only my mom got to call me that,” he adds, pointing a threatening finger in Carlos’s face.

“Oh.” A tiny storm cloud of melancholy moves over them only for a moment. Almost subconsciously, Carlos’s thumb moves to stroke over the spot on TK’s hip where her name is embroidered on his skin in elegant cursive.

Then TK’s hands wander, touching Carlos’s arms and pecs and stomach and then one sliding down between them to cup him through his shorts. Carlos sighs, TK’s touch gentle and firm at the same time, slowly rubbing him to hardness as they kiss. He loves the feeling of it, growing hard in TK’s hand, his body responding only to this man’s touch.

“I thought you were gonna try to sneak back to your room before anyone notices you didn’t sleep there,” Carlos says with their foreheads touching. He’s not going to complain if TK’s rethought that plan, but they do have to consider that the little secret sex bubble they’ve been living in for a week will burst pretty quickly if any of their friends were to find out.

“Want me to go?” TK asks, slipping his hand past the waistline so he can curl his fingers around Carlos’s erection. He strokes slowly, wrist flicking, and Carlos bites at the inside of his cheek as his knees wobble.

No one has ever played him like a finely tuned instrument, no one has ever made him feel so at home in his body, no one has ever touched him like he’s something precious and worthy of worship. There’s something retroactively healing in it, Carlos would think if he had the time to stop and be introspective about it instead of just sprinting forward at full tilt. Memories sit like slowly expanding spots of mold, of times that Carlos took a chance and spent the night with someone only to leave in the morning second-guessing whether this is really what he was made for, because they didn’t make him feel the way TK does.

Holding them and kissing them and making love to them felt like going through the motions, physically satisfying enough but spiritually vacuous and a far cry from the fireworks he’d been promised by a million love songs. TK makes him feel like he’s lit up by fairy lights, like he’s taller than a mountain, like every action his body craves is because they’re exactly what it was designed to do.

“No,” he answers, nudging TK back towards the bed. Just the opposite, in truth. He wants TK to stay forever.

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#911 lone star #wip wednesday #musician au

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gayhoediaz · 10 months ago

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nieeeee. i literally cannot stop thinking about of solace and amelioration. like. i've read it three times and i always skip to the end and cry because buck and tommy are. so full of love for each other, it literally makes me Ache. and. the little details you wove in there about tommy's backstory? just.. annihilate me. do you have any more tommy/bucktommy headcanons to share pls 🤲🏾🥺

jaaaack my loveee 🥺🥺🥺 yess of course anything for you!!!! ❤️❤️❤️

tommy spent a lot of time alone growing up so he can solve a rubik’s cube in like absolute record time. for some reason buck finds this just… so hot. he loves it when his man is capable and confident. (and he loves his hands.)

tommy doesn’t necessarily mind being alone because he is so used to it - spending christmas alone, watching love actually and cooking just for himself doesn’t make him sad. he’s certainly not someone who feels sorry for himself. but when he does have people around him? oh god he loves it so much. he loves taking care of people he loves loving people and he loves it when he gets the same right back.

buck is not a huge fan of muay thai either but he still learns a little bit - mostly because he likes seeing tommy all hot and sweaty (and capable) in as many situations as possible (and yes it always ends in sex, in fact i think eventually “muay thai” stops meaning muay thai altogether. it’s just code for dicking each other down.)

buck loves running his fingers through tommy’s hair and tommy loves it when he does it. after a bad day, he’ll just walk in through the door and drop himself on the couch with his head in buck’s lap.

a few years ago tommy went to the animal shelter to maybe get a cat cause he was a little lonely, but he came home with an irish wolfhound and he named her keira because bonus hc: keira knightley is his favorite actress. (buck and keira take to each other immediately, and since buck does more cardio than tommy, he takes up a habit of running with her whenever he has time - usually in the morning, dropping a kiss to a half-asleep tommy’s temple as he tells him he’ll be back in a bit.)

tommy loves buck’s ass (what he sees, i don’t know, there is literally nothing there) but by the time they’ve been together for a few months, he’s comfortable enough to stop holding back, and he’ll just fucking live down there. often it’s sexual but sometimes it’s also not - sometimes they’re having a sick or lazy day, watching the tv in tommy’s bedroom, and buck is fully dressed in sweatpants and a hoodie, and he always ends up on his stomach so tommy can use his non-existent ass as a pillow.

they shut keira out of the room when they fuck, but when they’re done they always let her back in to sleep in bed and she takes up 85% of the space but that’s okay ❤️

tommy meditates and buck tries too but his brain moves too quickly it doesn’t really work for him. when meditation doesn’t work for tommy either - he smokes. it’s a terrible habit left over from rebellious teenage years and stressful time in the closet, and he’s done a good job kicking it, but sometimes buck kisses him, and he can smell it on his breath and he just. sighs. and runs a hand through his hair and asks if he wants to talk abt it.

the longer they’re together the more “cracks” start to show in tommy, i think he’s a lot better at hiding it than buck is - but he struggles not only with ptsd, but with depression and anxiety and he has worked on himself and continues to do so, but he still keeps a lot of that stuff to himself - it takes a while but when buck starts opening up more, tommy slowly starts to do the same, and evan is the first person he feels he can truly rely on and trust, and he’s never really had that before, never felt as if he can be all of himself with someone - not like this.

tommy is plant dad. he has so many plants and he takes such good care of them, and of course, since buck loves learning things, it quickly becomes a shared hobby. their monstera is their pride and joy.

tommy drinks his coffee with so many extra shots of espresso that buck usually makes a little bit of a face when he kisses him right afterwards.

tommy has a lot of small skills he’s kinda good at but not really but kind of (usually, again, born out of boredom and/or loneliness) painting, baking bread, playing the harmonica. he knows how to do these things, but whether or not his own results will be great is… a toss up. however combined with buck’s love of learning and adhd brain, they learn a lot more small skills together. kind of. for a while. until they drop it and move onto the next thing.

tommy is really good at playing the guitar and the first morning buck wakes up in his bed, he asks him about it, and he plays for him. until buck wrestles it out of his hands and puts it to the side because his boyfriend is even hotter now and he needs to get dicked down again thanks. (when they’re done, buck asks tommy to teach him and they end up doing the classic “hands over hands” move and it’s very cute but tommy keeps pressing soft little kisses to bucks shoulder and telling him he’s doing so good and it’s hngggggg… very distracting.)

tommy used to be on the swim team in high school.

tommy is indeed abby’s tommy cause i think it’s funny. it throws them both off a little bit but then tommy says something so smooth that buck forgets all about it. it doesn’t matter. they are each other’s now, fuck her. (i think tommy ended things w her amicably probably cause he was figuring out he’s gay and doesn’t have any negative nor positive feelings abt her, but when buck eventually tells him how she ended (or didn’t) things w him, tommy decides that he does have decidedly negative feelings about her actually.)

#nie answers 💕#mutuals 🏷️#jack 🎑#writing tag #bucktommy

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milesdickpic · 1 year ago

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His Little Girl | Bradley Bradshaw x Reader P.85

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My loves! We are back for another chapter! I am so excited for you to all experience our favorite girl's 7th birthday! This story has been a long time coming and thank you all so much for still being here with me! PART 1 OF THE TRIPLE POST WEEK! I love you all so much! 💕 Happy reading and enjoy! ❤️

A/n: It's Leia Rey's 7th birthday! It's time to freaking party! 🎉

Word Count: 4.5k

Warnings: crying, shock, rough-housing-ish, name-calling, making fun of each other, but so much love 💕

Please don't take my work, I will find you.

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Leia’s 7th Birthday

You and Bradley stood there excited as you could see Leia approaching with everyone else. Jake was hauling a wagon with games in it, while Nat and Austin each held one of the boys. Leia was skipping over to the area. She hadn’t noticed it was for her yet.

Right when she reached the top of a sand dune she smiled and pointed over to the party area, saying something back to the three adults with her. She was smiling as she pointed and you could see Jake nudge her to go take a look at this “Luau Area.” She started to run over and when she saw you and Bradley standing there at the beginning of the entrance she stopped dead in her tracks. Her eyes went wide and her jaw dropped. She covered her mouth and started to cry.

Jake, Nat, Austin, and the boys caught up with her and she stood there frozen with tears running down her cheeks. You started to tear up and you could hear Bradley sniffling. You could see Austin crouch down next to her then placed a kiss on her cheek and nudged her to come over to her party. She gave Austin, Nat, and Jake a hug before she ran over to you and Bradley.

She ran and slammed into you and him. Everyone yelled “Happy Birthday, Leia!” As you and Bradley got down on your knees and hugged your daughter.

Bradley kissed Leia’s head over and over again as you hugged her. “Happy Birthday, my girl. Daddy loves you so much.” He held the both of you in a bear hug.

When you all pulled apart, you placed your hand on Leia’s cheek, wiped her tears, and fixed her hair. “Happy Birthday, My love. I love you, always.” You smiled at her and placed a kiss on her forehead. “Now go and have some fun, baby.” You placed one more kiss on her head as she nodded.

She looked over at her party and got shy when she saw all her guests. Everyone yelled in surprise when they saw her making her way over to the party. You and Bradley made your way over to Jake, Nat, and Austin. You and Bradley grabbed the boys from Nat and Austin. You gave them all a hug and thanked them for watching the boys and keeping Leia occupied while you and Bradley set up for Leia’s Luau. You all made your way down the beach as Leia greeted all her guests. Bradley handed Luke back to Nat so that he could help Jake set up all the games that were in the wagon.

You smiled and kissed little Brad on his cheek, “It’s your big sissy’s birthday!” You grabbed one of his little hands and bounced him around. A little grin appeared on his face.

Nat was holding a sleeping Luke to her chest as you both watched on the party. Austin joined Bradley and Jake to help set up games. You smiled as Leia jumped around with some of her friends from school and said hi to more of her guests. You looked at Nat and smiled.

“I have a huge surprise for Leia. I hope she’s going to love it.” You looked back at your daughter as she ran around her party with her friends.

Nat came closer to you and patted little Brad’s back. “What did you get for her?” She smiled with curiosity.

You chuckled. “Not what, Nat. Who?” You widened your eyes at her as she looked at you confused. “Well actually, It’ll be a little gift for everyone.” You smiled back at her as she raised her brows at you.

“Is that who, here already? Is there gonna be like a clown or something? Or is Bagman just going to be the clown to perform?” Nat started to laugh as you both looked over at the boys trying to figure out how to set up the games. She shook her head, “God, there are three of them and they can’t figure out how to set those things up.”

You both laughed as you watched all three of them snatch the instruction sheet out of each others hands trying to explain to one another how to put the games together. You shook your head and looked back at Nat. “Close. But he wont be the clown of entertainment.”

She looked at you with furrowed brows. “Then who?”

You smiled and waved over to Bradley and the guys, “You’ll see soon, Nat.”

Bradley and the guys came running over to you. Jake looked frustrated as he still held onto the instructions, Bradley was smiling like a big goof at you, and Austin looked at Jake awkwardly.

“Honey, Jake is so mad because he can’t figure out how to put the game together.” Bradley looked at Jake and laughed.

Jake rolled his eyes and crumpled up the instructions, “Well I am paired with the dumbest pilot and the guy that gives grown men sponge baths.”

Bradley laughed, “I don’t think you’re the dumbest pilot, Seresin. But definitely on the list.”

Jake looked at him with wide eyes and shoved him as they both laughed. “Jerk.” Jake shook his head and threw the crumpled paper at Bradley’s head.

“I don’t give grown men baths for a living… What do you think I do?” Austin looked up at Jake with confused yet scared eyes.

Bradley and Jake looked at each other and laughed as they pulled Austin in for a hug. “Bradshaw is a grown man and you gave him a bath. So, I wasn’t completely wrong about your job, Aus.” Jake patted him on the chest.

Austin just shook his head and shrugged.

Bradley brought his attention back to you and Nat who were standing there with shocked expressions on your faces.

“What circus act did I just witness?” Nat looked at all three of them with wide eyes and a blank stare.

Jake came over and wrapped his arm over Nat’s shoulders. “Your favorite one, that you are stuck with for the rest of your life.” Jake smiled big as Nat palmed her forehead.

Austin took little Brad from you as Bradley came over and hugged you and gave you a kiss on your cheek. “What’s up, sweetheart?”

You smiled and nodded over towards the party. “I have a surprise for Leia and it’s ready!’ You bit your lips and jumped slightly of excitement.

Bradley looked at you with furrowed brows, “Surprise? There is more?”

You nodded, “YES!”

You pulled Bradley over to the party, “Wait… babe, what else did we get her!?”

Nat, Jake, Austin, and the boys followed behind you and Bradley into the party.

You and Bradley stood in the middle of the party guests. Bradley leaned down and whispered in your ear, “Babe, what did we get Leia??” Brady sounded so concern and worried.

You giggled and patted his chest, “Don’t worry about it, babe.”

He looked up confused and then smiled at the guests and waved as you caught everyone’s attention.

“Hi everyone! Bradley and I just wanted to thank everyone for coming out and being able to make it for our little girl’s 7th birthday. We are all excited to be able to celebrate the coming of not only our little girl, but the day our family was formed.” You looked up at Bradley and smiled. He kissed your forehead.

Bradley looked up at the guests. “This is my first official time I get to spend with my little girl on her special day.” He got down on his knee and opened his arms to Leia. “And I can’t wait to spend the rest of them with you, baby girl.” Leia smiled and ran over to Bradley. He caught her in his arms and picked her up and kissed her over and over again. “I love you, my Leia Rey. happy birthday, Sweetheart.”

Leia smiled at her dad as everyone started to coo over their little moment. “Thank you, daddy. I love you.” Leia kissed Bradley’s cheek.

You went over and placed a kiss on Leia’s hand and smiled. “Daddy and I… Well I have a gift for daddy and you, Leia Rey.”

Bradley and Leia both looked at you confused with the same exact facial expression. You reached your hand out for Nat. She came over smiling while Jake and Austin followed behind. “I actually have a gift for all of you.”

Everyone smiled at you with curious eyes. “Without further stalling.” You looked over to the entrance where their gifts were all setting up. “I know how much you miss home, baby.” You held out your hand to their gifts and everyone turned slowly. “Happy Birthday, Leia Rey. I love you.”

Bradley, Leia, Nat, Austin, and Jake all looked to where you where holding your hand out. There stood Mav, Penny, and Amelia dressed in all matching Hawaiian printed shirts and dresses.

Bradley dropped Leia down to her feet as they both yelled. “Papa Mav!” “MAV!” Bradley and Leia both bee-lined for Mav, Penny, and Amelia. Bradley playfully pushed Leia over into the sand so he could get to them first.

“DADDY!!!” Leia started to stand up laughing.

Bradley ran ahead and bear hugged Mav, Penny, and Amelia. “Oh my god! I missed you all so freaking much!”

Mav patted Bradley’s back. “It’s good to see you up and running, kiddo.”

Penny kissed Bradley’s cheek, “Oh, Rooster! You look so good! Mav had told me what happened and you are looking so good, honey!”

Amelia hugged Bradley tightly, “I’m glad you’re okay!”

Leia joined the group and squished herself into the group hug. “YOU’RE ALL HERE!” She screamed at the top of her lungs. Bradley took a step back and let Leia get her turn with them.

Mav picked up Leia and covered her in kisses. “Oh my little Jedi! You are so big!! Look at you! Happy birthday, sweetheart!”

Penny joined in on the hug and kissed Leia’s head over and over again, “My Princess Leia! I missed you so much! Happy birthday, pretty girl!” Penny pushed Leia’s hair from her face as Leia began to cry happy tears.

Mav let Leia down and she hugged Amelia tight. “I’m so happy you are all here!”

“Happy birthday, Leia!” Amelia gave Leia a present. Leia grabbed Amelia’s hand and ran her over to her friends. “Thank you! I wanna introduce you to my friends!!”

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Bradley’s POV

I made my way back over to you and grabbed little sleeping Luke from Phoenix as you grabbed little Brad from Austin so they could all go and say hello to Mav and Penny.

I watched as Hangman ran like a giddy little kid in the candy store to Mav. He had his hands flailing around and he was yelling, “MAV! PENNY!” he jumped into them and Phoenix followed behind with her hands in the air. She wrapped her arms around all three of them smiling. Austin joined in after Hangman and Phoenix got their fill with hugs.

Mav came over to us and was stopped by Phantom and Evelyn. Mav’s eyes went wide and he pulled Phantom in for a hug. “It’s good to see you again, handsome!”

Mav laughed and patted his back. “I wouldn’t miss this for the world! You remember Penny?”

Phantom gasped and threw his arms out for Penny, “Penny Benjamin! You still look as you did back when we were all getting in trouble! You remember my wife, Evelyn?”

Penny screamed when she saw Evelyn and they hugged and caught up while Mav and Phantom made their way over to you and I.

I walked away for a second to grab bottles for little Brad and Luke. Mav made his way over and gasped as he saw you holding little Brad. I watched from a far as his eyes flew out of his head.

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Your POV

Mav came up to you with wide eyes and covered his mouth. In a high-pitched voice, he cooed over little Brad. “Ohhh my gosh! Is this himmm!?” He grabbed his little hands and gave Brad’s little knuckles kisses. “Hey, little Luke!”

Your eyes widened and you started to chuckle. “Mav…”

“Penny! Come here! They have a surprise to show you!” Mav called and waved over Penny. She came over excitedly.

“What’s the surprise?” Her jaw dropped and her eyes went wide when she looked at you holding little Brad. “Whose baby is that, y/n?” She looked at you with squinted eyes. you started to giggle. “Y/n? Whose baby is that??” Her eyes widened when she looked at you.

You smiled and Mav rubbed his index finger on his cheek causing little Brad to grin. “Can I hold him, y/n?” He started to tear up and you smiled.

“Of, course you can, Mav. This is one of your grand-babies.” You handed little Brad over to Mav. Mav started to shake with him in his arms.

“Grand-babies??” Penny was shocked and she started to tear up. “When the heck were you pregnant, y/n!?” She came over and gave you a hug, she held you tight as she patted your hair.

“I was pregnant during my wedding, and even before that.” you hugged her back and giggled.

She pulled back and covered her mouth, “WHAT!! I knew it! Those were not wedding nerves!” She pulled you back in tight and held you close. “God, you hid it so well, honey! Congratulations, he’s so beautiful!” She kissed your cheek and joined Mav admire and coo over little Bradley.

“What’s his name?” Penny looked up at you and smiled. As you were about to say his name

Mav interjected. “Luke.”

Penny looked up at you and smiled. “That’s a beautiful name! Luke and Leia!”

Mav nodded, “The little Jedis! His full name, Luke Nicolas Bradshaw.” He smiled down at little Bradley in his arms.

You looked around and bit your lip. “uhhh.”

Mav and Penny looked up at you and smiled. “What’s wrong, y/n?” Mav chuckled.

Bradley finally made his way back over with the bottles for the boys. “Here you go babe, one for you and one for me.” He smiled down at you as he cradled little Luke in his arms. You both looked over at Penny and Mav. They looked down at little Bradley and then back at Bradley holding Luke slowly.

Mav’s brows were furrowed as he looked back and forth between the baby in his arms and the one in Bradley’s arms. Penny was blinking at you and Bradley as she pointed to the baby in his arms. “Whose baby is that?”

You and Bradley started to laugh. Mav stood there frozen. “Uhhh, Rooster? Y/n? Whose baby is that?” Penny was still waiting for an answer.

Bradley shrugged and popped the bottle into Luke’s mouth. “Surprise!” He smiled at the both of them with wide eyes. Mav and Penny looked at each other with wide eyes.

“We had twins.” You started to laugh as they looked at each other in shock. They looked back at you and raised their brows.

“TWINS?!”

You nodded as Bradley handed Luke to Penny.

“Congratulations, you two. More grandkids to watch!” Bradley laughed as they both looked down at the boys still shocked.

“Holy. Shit.” Mav said as he looked between little Brad and Luke. Penny continued to feed Luke and you handed little Brad’s bottle to Mav so he could feed him. “Wait. So who do I have?”

Penny looked up and raised her brows. “Who is who and what are their names?” She was still shocked.

Bradley went behind them and wrapped his arms around their shoulders. “Penny, you are holding our little Luke. Luke Nicolas Bradshaw. And Mav. you are holding our little Bradley.”

They both looked up at Bradley. Penny and Mav both started to tear up. “Bradley? You named him Bradley too?” Mav started to tear up even more.

Bradley smiled. “Yup. Bradley Bradford Bradshaw.”

Mav started to laugh and cry hard. “God, you are just like your old man.”

Bradley nodded his head and started to laugh. “They are beautiful, Rooster.” Penny cooed over the boys as she cried.

Penny and Mav didn’t want to give anyone the chance to have the boys. They wanted to spend the whole party with them. You looked over periodically and watched as Mav held little Bradley in his hands and looked at him in awe. You watched as Penny took in every single detail of Luke’s face.

You nudged Bradley and pointed over to Mav and Penny. “Look at them, Brad. They can’t take their eyes off of them.” You chuckled and smiled. You looked up at Bradley and watched him smile goofy.

“They’re in love.” He started to laugh. “They are the most handsomest boys ever. How could you not look at them like that?” Bradley looked down at you and placed a kiss on your head. “They get their glowing looks from their mama.” He smiled and rubbed his thumb on your cheek.

You shook your head and smiled while placing your hand on his, “They look exactly like their dad. They’re handsome because of you.”

Leia came over and tugged on Bradley’s shirt. Bradley looked down at her and smiled before he picked her up. He placed a kiss on her cheek, “What’s up, my girl?”

She pointed over to her papa Mav, “Papa Mav is summoning you, daddy.”

Bradley laughed and let Leia down. “Thank you, sweetheart.” Bradley gave you a kiss before he left to go and sit with Mav and Penny. “Be back in a bit, babe. Go and enjoy yourself. Grandpa is calling for me.”

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Bradley’s POV

I made my way over to Mav, dodging a couple of kids that were running around spraying each other with water guns. I chuckled and smiled as Mav looked up at me.

“You rang?” I plopped myself down on a chair next to Mav and Penny.

“Bradley.” Mav couldn’t take his eyes off of little Brad. “This is incredible. They boys are perfect. They look like a perfect mixture of you and y/n.” He looked up at me and smiled.

I shook my head and laughed. “Y/n said they look exactly like Leia Rey when she was a baby, so she thinks they look exactly like me.” Then little Brad started to fuss. I watched as Mav frowned and gave baby Brad a pouty lip. “I got him.” I smiled and put my hands out to grab him.

Mav handed him to me, “Let’s see, Daddy Bradley at work!” He chuckled as he watched me console little Brad.

I gave little Brad a kiss on his lips and laid him against my chest, “You’re alright, baby. Daddy is here.” I started to rub his back and rock him slowly back and forth. I laid my head gently against his head as he started to calm down in my arms.

Mav leaned forward in his chair and rested his elbows on his knees. He chuckled. “Man, you are just like your old man.” He smiled over at me and patted my back.

I smiled back and continued to rock little Brad in my arms. “Thanks, Mav. They would have loved them. All three kids are perfect.”

Mav smiled and nodded as he placed a hand on little Brad’s back. “Most definitely. Goose and Carole would have been all over all three of them.”

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As the party continued, Mav continued to help me watch the boys as you and Penny caught up and made sure Leia was having a great time at her birthday party.

(Summer Nights by Iration playing in the background)

I stood by the snacks table picking off a couple of cookies here and there as I held little Brad and rocked him to the beat of the music. Mav joined me and did the same with Luke. We made some small talk and he complimented Leia’s Luau set up.

“Papa Mav!” Leia came running over with a couple of sea shells in her hand. He smiled at her and squatted down.

“What’s up, my little Jedi?” He placed his hand on her cheek as he continued to hold Luke close to him.

“I brought you some sea shells to put on your work bench when you get home!” She held her hands out and was showing them all to Mav. “Here, Papa!” She was trying to put them into his hand.

I laughed and patted Leia’s head. “Sweetheart, how about you go and ask momma for a bag so you can put them in there for safe keeping?”

She smiled up at me and nodded, “Good idea, daddy! His hands are already full with Luke!” She kissed Luke’s head before she ran her way over to you. I laughed and shook my head.

Leia came back with the bag full of shells, “Daddy, do you think we can play a game together? Or even make a sand castle!?” She smiled up at me excitedly.

“Of course we can, sweetheart. Let me ask Aunt Nix if she can hold your baby brother first, okay?” She nodded up at me and pointed to a pile of sand.

“I’ll meet you by the sand hill! Papa Mav, ask momma if she can hold Luke so you can help us!” She ran for the sand hill and waited patiently with her friends and Amelia.

Mav and I made our way over to you, Penny, and Phoenix. I kissed your cheek and smiled. “I apologize for the interruption, but would you ladies care to care for these handsome boys while papa Mav and I help the birthday girl with a sand castle?” I smiled at the three of you as you started to take little Brad from my arms.

“Of course, we wouldn’t mind!” Phoenix grabbed Luke from Mav and kissed his cheek over and over again. “I was needing some time with my favorite little men.” Phoenix started to coo at Luke.

I pointed over at Hangman and Austin as they played a mean game of corn hole. “Oh but your favorite little men are over there?”

She looked over at them annoyed and looked back at me, “Fuck off, Bradshaw.”

I covered Luke’s ears, “Geez Trace, babies…” I widened my eyes at her and laughed. She rolled her eyes and I laughed, “Thank you, ladies!”

Mav and I made our way over to Leia. “Daddy, can we burry Papa Mav instead? I want to make him into a mermaid!” Leia looked up at us excitedly.

I looked over at Mav and he looked terrified. I laughed and patted his chest, “What do you say papa Mav?” I raised my brow at him and he nodded.

“Anything for my little Leia.” He gulped and laid down on the floor. Leia gave him a towel to lay on as all the kids started to pile sand onto him.

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Your POV

You looked around for Leia for a while because it was time for her cake. You remember that Bradley said they were going to make a saddle castle with her. You walked down the the water and saw there was a group of kids, Jake, Austin, Leia, and Bradley standing around and laughing. You made your way over and patted Bradley’s back.

“Hey, babe…. Oh my god.” You stood there trying to hold in your laughter. You looked down and saw Mav covered in sand and shaped like a mermaid. “What did you guys do to Mav?” You covered your mouth and Mav pushed his lips together.

“Sweetheart it’s okay to laugh. They’ve been laughing at me for the last 20 minutes.” Mav looked at you with ‘help me’ eyes.

You started to laugh and then you felt bad and got your self together. “I came over here because we are ready to do Leia Rey’s cake.” You were still trying to hold in your laughter.

Leia jumped up and screamed. “AH! Finally! Let’s go Papa Mav! It’s cake time!” Leia grabbed your hand and started to drag you and little Bradley to the tent area with all of her guests waiting for her patiently. Her friends all ran behind and followed you three.

Bradley stayed back with Jake and Austin to help Mav out of the sand. They all dusted him off and they all wrapped their arms around each other shoulders as they laughed and made fun of Mav up to the tent.

Phoenix handed Luke to Bradley as she and Austin went to grab the cake. You were standing at the table with little Brad in your arms and Leia bouncing excitedly in front of you. Bradley came over to the three of you while he cradled Luke in his embrace. Leia gestured for you both to come down to her level. She kissed each of her brother’s on their head. “I love you, babies.” She smiled and patted their heads gently. You and Bradley looked at each other and smiled. He had tears in his eyes. He was so in love with his kids.

Phoenix and Austin finally brought the cake over and lit the candles.

“Okay everyone! On three! Ready? One, Two, Three!” Phoenix guided everyone into inning happy birthday. You all sang happy birthday to Leia. She was smiling big at everyone. She was full of joy and love. Her eyes were huge as she was staring at her cake.

Bradley got on his knee and kissed Leia’s cheek after you all finished singing happy birthday. “Make a wish my girl.”

She closed her eyes and blew out her candles. “Can I say what i wished for?” She smiled at you and Bradley.

“But what if it doesn’t come true, babe?” Bradley raised his brow at Leia.

Leia smiled and shrugged, “I think it is already happening, daddy. I wished for us to always be together. Me, you, Momma, Luke, Bradley, and Gunner. Forever.” She smiled slightly as everyone gasped at her wish.

You and Bradley got down on a knee and kissed Leia over and over again. “We will always be together, sweetheart. Forever and ever.” Bradley caressed her cheek and kissed her head.

“I love you, Leia Rey. Happy birthday, my big girl.” You kissed her cheek over and over making sure each kiss was louder and harder each time.

Everyone took their pictures of you and your family. Eventually everyone got to take their turns with taking pictures with Leia and her cake. You and Bradley stepped aside, you had tears in your eyes. Bradley pulled you in and kissed the top of your head and the boys heads.

“It’s us forever, honey. Seven years of our family. Even though I have only been present for one.” You both started to giggle. “I love you, babe, forever. Thank you for blessing me with a baby girl as great and perfect as Leia.” Bradley held you with his free arm and laid his head on top of yours.

“Our little girl is finally 7.” You can hear him sniffle. You looked up as you watched him watch Leia take pictures with everyone. He was so happy and over joyed with tears in his eyes.

“Happy Birthday, my girl.”

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I can't believe it has been a whole year (Universe Time) of this family.😭 Leia Turning 7 is freaking NUTSS! And BESTIESSS, Papa Mav coming to Hawaii for Leia Girl's birthday 🤩 AND MEETING BOYS BOYS!!!! I can't wait for you all to read the rest of this story 🥹 I'll see you all in the next chapter! 🫶🏼

Leia's Luau guests are in the comments 🥳🌺

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sid-the-sandwich · 2 months ago

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Love For Love's Sake's Novel Summary: Spoiler Warning (Pt 1)

its been months and im still obsessed with this show. and since some people haven't read or didn't even know there was a novel - I thought I would summarise what wasn't in the show.

In case you didn't know the novel and the show are very similar from chapters 1-80 (Until the break up) then it skips to chapter 114-118 (When Myungha disappears and returns)

so what happens between these chapters?

chapters 81-113 are basically just sweet moments between Yeowoon and Myungha - where Myungha is worried but its also a wholesome back and forth.

I'm going to do 10 chapters at a time

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CHAPTERS 80 - 90 SUMMARY ====>

(Sorry i got rambly)

80 ->

After the break-up, the mission for getting 100,000 followers resumes

Myungha asks Choi Jinseo (Choi Jinjo's big sister) for help on what to do

81 ->

At school Myungha and Sangwon talk

Sangwon is cocky at first but actually cant believe they broke up

Yeowoon passes them, but no [Love Supremacy Zone] popup appears

Yeowoon has no reaction and just nods and leaves

Yeowoon has been running faster and crazier than ever

82 ->

Myungha asks Sangwon to get Yeowoon on board with a livestream

Yeowoon and Sangwon instead have a quiet argument,

they get snappy with each other about neither of them having Myungha

Sangwon doesnt manage to convince him

83 ->

They ask Si-ah to persuade him instead - it works

Myungha goes to Yeowoon's place

Yeowoon is waiting incase 'his sunbae' decided to come pass

Yeowoon invites him inside- But Myungha finds it awkward and leaves

they do a livestream to increase Yeowoon's fame

Siah and Sangwon do all the talking

Yeowoon is quiet during the stream

84 ->

The stalker comes back in front of Yeowoon's house

Myungha confronts him and tells the him information and job details about the stalker's life

the stalker swings a bottle to attack Myungha again - but Yeowoon saves him

Yeowoon is pissed with the stalker

Yeowoon anger even makes Myungha shiver

85 ->

Yeowoon is ready to fight but Myungha stops him

Myungha came with a hidden camera proof

they go to the police station

Yeowoon says Myungha hates him

Myungha goes to his house to prove it isn't true

86 ->

Yeowoon gives Myungha a pair of shoes he got as part of his sports-sponsorship-thing; it was the first thing he got from the job

Yeowoon says he'll wait 30 years for him, he doesnt mind if Myungha likes someone else - he'll be patient in hope

Yeowoon promises to make lots of money for them both

Yeowoon clings to him

Myungha gets a mission to make Yeowoon like someone more than him

Myungha cant bear seeing Yeowoon like some else!

87 ->

Yeowoon is lost in his own thoughts

he regrets the day they broke up- only if he wasnt crying and acted mature

He doesnt mind being just a toy to Myungha cuz 'atleast Myungha will love him sometimes'.

He then begs Myungha to get back with him - Myungha tells him to wait till his b-day.

Yeowoon promises he'll wait and be patient

at night, Myungha has a vision of his life at 29 where he was living in a dingy apartment and how sad he was.

after the vision, Myungha feels like he's electrified.

88 ->

he is then invisible to everyone and runs out the house in the rain wearing the shoes Yeowoon gave him. One of the shoes get's destroyed when Myungha falls (the shoe gets run over by a car)

Yeowoon is the only one who can see him and he covers him with an umbrella - the rain clears and everyone can see Myungha again. they both go back to Yeowoon's house.

Myungha cries in front of Yeowoon - and Myungha says he loves him.

Yeowoon thinks its a dream.

they kiss and get back together, not waiting till Yeowoon's b-day.

89 ->

they go to Yeowoon's house to warm up and dry.

Yeowoon gives him milk and dries his hair

Myungha admits he might not be here for Yeowoon's bday

Myungha explains that he broke up cuz he is an 'alien' and needs to return to his planet - Yeowoon finds truth in the words and believe's him.

Yeowoon hugs him begging him softly to try find a way to stay

Myungha tries to massage Yeowoon's ankle but Yeowoon is shy and thinking certain thoughts

Yeowoon has grown taller and they hug

90 ->

Myungha gets Jealous when Yeowoon says he has to meet Choi Jinjo (becuz she is the origional main character of the book/game)

Myungha asks about her

when they meet, Myungha is there too observing them

Yeowoon and Jinjo have a private meeting

Yeowoon is jealous cuz Myungha is too interested in her

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i'll post the more when i can - I already have it all written

i just feel like sharing

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The Break Up || Masterlist || 91-100

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#sidthesandwich #love for love's sake #cha joo wan #cha joowan #cha yeowoon #lee tae vin #lee taevin #love supremacy zone #myungha x yeowoon #tae myungha #love interest zone #love for love's sake the series #loveforlovessakeedit

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eds6ngel · 2 years ago

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Hello love! Could you do a Steve x Munson!reader?? I want like protective big brother Eddie and love sick Steve and reader I think it’d be so cute! Btw you’re so talented and I absolutely adore you and your writing 💘💘💘

of course i can my love! and thank you ever so much for the compliments, it means a lot to me <3

warnings: fem!reader. munson!reader. no physical appearance mentions so r could be biological or adopted sibling. swearing. a lot of comedy. fluff. comfort. a love confession!! [1.5k].

You started dating Steve at the beginning of ‘85. Your Uncle Wayne had taken a great liking to him, Steve being extra polite when you first invited him around to dinner with your family. When he called it a night and headed home, Wayne closed the door with the words: “He’s a very good kid, Y/N.”

But, there was one person who wasn’t fond of your boyfriend at all, and that would be your brother, Eddie.

Eddie was a prime victim of Steve’s ‘King’ era, recklessly getting bullied by Steve and his friends at the time. So, when you eventually broke the news that you were seeing Steve, it’s safe to say your brother did not take it lightly.

Eddie actually stopped speaking to you for a good day and a half, and then sulked around you for the remainder of the week.

He had eventually gotten used to it, Steve acting nice enough when you invited him over and Wayne wasn’t home. But, just because he was used to it didn’t mean he liked it. If anything, he despised it.

So, instead of leaving you two alone when he would come over, he would become extra annoying.

And boy did he enjoy it.

“Hey, Wayne?” you ask, walking into the living room where he was lounging on the couch. “Is it alright if Steve comes over tomorrow night?”

“Course it is darlin’,” he replies, signalling over to your brother, “But, I am out for the night, I have a shift. So, you should really be asking Eddie.”

“Yeah, whatever…” he mumbles, not looking up from his Heavy Metal magazine, obviously listening in to the conversation between you and Wayne.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” you say optimistically, “Thanks Eds!”

You skip back to your room, running to the phone so you could let your boyfriend know, unaware of the conversation that was happening in the living room.

“You gotta accept who they are son, you can’t be sittin’ here all grumpy any time she brings up the poor boy.”

Eddie sighs out frustratedly, “He’s an asshole Wayne. He bullied me for two years!”

Wayne looks up from his newspaper, “Has he bullied ya recently?”

Eddie pouts his lips, avoiding Wayne’s gaze, mumbling out a “No.”

“Exactly boy,” he replies, “He’s obviously changed, people can do that. Your sister wouldn’t date him for no reason.”

Eddie shakes his head, groaning out, until a little idea pops in his head. An idea that he could accomplish tomorrow.

You and Steve were sat on the couch, snuggled up to one another, some cheesy horror flick on the TV which Steve had rented out from Family Video.

“How’s your week been, beautiful?” Steve asks with a smile, pressing a light kiss to your forehead.

“Not bad, Mrs. Click only gave me a B- on that damn History homework, again! Like, I really don’t understand what this woman wants from me, honestly,” you softly laugh.

“Babe, I think you forget that I get a C in every class, so anything above that is incredible to me,” he tangles his hand in your hair and presses a kiss to your cheek, “I’m proud of you.”

“I’m proud of you too,” you whisper back, “Grades are technically just a reflection of the teacher’s working. If most of your kids are failing, technically that’s your fau—“

But, your sentence gets interrupted by the loud sound of clashing from behind you, Eddie shifting through the cupboards to grab something.

“Hey Eds,” he looks up at you, “What are you doing?”

“Oh, I just fancied a grilled cheese, so I thought I’d make one,” he smiles.

“You know Wayne left that soup in the fridge that Mrs. Johnson gave to us. You just need to heat it up,” you remind him, your patience wearing thin.

“Nah, I don’t feel like that,” he looks between the two of you, innocently saying, “Oh, I won’t interrupt you guys. You just keep being cutesy and all that shit.”

You sigh as you snuggle back into Steve’s side, trying to focus on the movie. But, you could’ve sworn Eddie was being extra loud on purpose, slamming the fridge door shut and throwing the frying pan on the stove.

It went all quiet for a while, the low sound of sizzling being the only distraction in the background, silent enough for you and Steve to focus back on the movie.

However, that was until Eddie called to you, “Hey Y/N!”

You roll your eyes as you turn around and look behind you, “Yes Eddie?” you ask with a sarcastic smile.

He signals you to come over with his arm, “Would you say this is cooked enough?”

You pinch your forehead with your fingers, “When it’s golden brown, it’s cooked Eddie.”

“Yeah, but what is ‘golden brown’? Just, get your ass over here.”

You groan out as you get up from your seat, stomping over to Eddie and looking down at his food sizzling away in the frying pan.

“Eddie, you haven’t even flipped it over yet,” you stare at him with a deadpan look.

“Oh yeah, so I haven’t,” he smiles back at you, a smile you wanted to wipe right off of his face, “See, this is why I need you sis. Where would I be without you?”

You walk back to the couch, mumbling under your breath, “Away from me, that’s for sure,” laying completely on top of Steve as he wraps his arms around your back, yours around his neck as your face squishes into his chest.

Although you can’t see, Eddie’s frustrations are growing. How did that make you two even closer? Eddie smirks to himself as he thinks of something that would definitely get you to move away from Steve.

You haven’t looked up from the screen in over five minutes. With the grilled cheese sizzling away behind you, you believe Eddie has everything under control for once. That’s until you smell the sense of burning behind you, followed by the loud blaring of the smoke alarm.

“What the fu— Eddie!” you yell, leaping off of the couch, Steve covering his ears with his hands at the loud noise as you turn the hob off and move the frying pan onto the worktop.

Eddie returns from the bathroom, you yelling at him, “What the hell were you doing?”

“I needed a piss!”

“Well, you can’t just leave food unattended!” you shout, smacking the smoke alarm with your fist, knowing from experience that the worn out item died down from doing that motion.

“Jesus,” he holds his hands up, “I’m sorry.”

You huff as you head back over to Steve, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek as you say, “I’m heading to the bathroom, okay?”

He nods as you exit the room, leaving just him and Eddie alone, Eddie assembling his burnt sandwich, although he didn’t mind, since it got you away from Steve.

But, maybe this was worse, because now he was stuck in a silent atmosphere with his former bully.

Steve speaks up, “I’m not going to hurt her, y’know?”

Eddie doesn’t look at Steve as he continues making his sandwich, “What?”

Steve turns around, looking at Eddie in the kitchen, “I said I’m not going to hurt her. I’m not like I used to be. King Steve died a long time ago.”

“Yeah, well, I don’t believe that,” Eddie mumbles back, throwing his grilled cheese on a plate and heading towards his room.

“Dude, wait!” Steve yells, getting up from his seat and jogging over to him, Eddie turning his back as he leans against the kitchen countertop, “Look, I know why you don’t believe me, hell, I wouldn’t either.”

He sighs, “The reason Nancy Wheeler broke up with me is because I didn’t care about her problems. When she needed me most, I wasn’t there. I don’t want to be that again for your sister, man,” Steve admits. “I love her, I can’t lose her. I’m not like I was before, I’m not friends with Tommy and Carol anymore, I couldn’t give two shits about popularity, all I care about is being a good boyfriend to your sister. And all I ask of you is to accept that because if you started dating my sister, I would accept it in a heartbeat.”

“You love me?” you whisper as you come out of the bathroom, looking at Steve with a loving gaze. You walk up to him, wrapping your arms around his neck as he cups your cheeks, “Yeah baby, I love you.”

You smile, your insides burning alive at the confession, “I love you too.”

Steve sighs happily as he slots his lips in between yours, the two of you sharing a soft kiss, expressing all of your love and admiration for each other.

Eddie slides past the two of you and heads to his room with his food. Did he 100% believe Steve had completely changed? No. He was still pretty convinced that the old him was buried away in there somewhere.

But, was he undoubtedly in love with you? Yes. And although he feels protective of you after everything the two of you had been through together, the one thing he could let you do is be happy with your boyfriend.

You deserved love, and he wasn’t going to take that away from you.

i really hope you enjoyed this fic! i had a lot of fun writing it <33

#steve harrington #eds6ngel #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x fem!reader #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x munson!reader #steve harrington comfort #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington x y/n #stranger things #steve harrington fic #steve harrington fanfic

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multiuniversefangirl · 8 months ago

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I’m getting really tired of the overwhelming MJF hate and comparisons, but moreover getting tired of the toxicity of the iwc

last night while watching dynamite, i was looking at the twitter hashtag and 85% of the tweets were about how everyone hates this version of mjf, how jack perry is better at promos, and even saw a tweet saying that it wasn’t fair for him to skip to the front of the line for a title shot… which he only hinted at. some of these tweets even had antisemitic comments and references in them, while others were blatantly anti-neurodivergent. i personally have many issues with this, so i wanted to vent in what i HOPE is a safe space:

not EVERYONE is going to like EVERY gimmick. it’s okay to say that, but to promote the idea of turning this already tense community into an even more turbulent space isn't cool (for lack of a better word)

jack perry IS good... but he has improved throughout his career (especially since returning from his UNFAIR sabbatical and njpw run). that's not to say that mjf has always been as good as he is right now, there has been a noticeable improvement in jack VERY quickly. they may be two of the "pillars" but don't compare them. they're different people, with different careers and different backgrounds.

i'm really annoyed at people saying he doesn't deserve a title shot, as if almost every other champion who was injured and lost their title didn't have another shot almost immediately, including jon moxley and rey fenix (twice including next week's dynamite). as much as he toots his own horn, mjf really is very, VERY good. plus mjf vs swerve is a banger waiting to happen, so stop acting like you wouldn't enjoy it.

i don't know how many times people need to be reminded of this, but ANTISEMITISM ISN'T OKAY. JUST BECAUSE SOMEONE IS JEWISH DOESN'T GIVE ANYONE LICENCE TO BE HATEFUL. there is so little mainstream representation in sports for Jewish people, so to see someone who is openly and proudly representing the community being unjustly targeted is heartbreaking.

for as little representation there is for jewish people, there is even LESS representation for neurodivergent people. the fact that mjf and will ospreay (as well as other aew wrestlers) are being open and vocal about their diagnoses is inspiring and amazing and to see people making jokes about it is disgusting.

lastly, can we all just like what we like about wrestling and not shit all over others who don't agree with you? so you don't like goofy wrestlers? great, have a roh pure rules match! think deathmatches are a little too much? think about watching a battle royale! you can even find different companies with different feels. there is something for everyone to enjoy and of course, that means that there is also something for everyone to hate. but keep an open mind when talking about these things.

tl;dr: just let people like what they like and don't be hateful about it. and whatever you do, don't target things that wrestlers share about their personal lives. thanks for looking at this and taking a few minutes to read my mini-article.

#aew #mjf #maxwell jacob friedman #aew dynamite #actualblobbing

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gamerdog1 · 8 months ago

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Haikyuu: The Dumpster Battle Review

I am not a sports guy, never really was. I played baseball a bit as a kid, hardly keep up with major league sports, and couldn't really care less about who won the Stanley Cup. Maybe its the ridiculous amount of fanfare athletes get, or how male-dominated popular sports are, but I've never really been into sports.

Yet, I really like sports anime. Like anybody on the internet in 2015, I heard about Haikyuu, and got into it pretty quickly. Though I wasn't as obsessed with it as I was with shows like Naruto or Hetalia, I watched up to season 2, and fairly enjoyed it.

Smash-cut to this month, when a Haikyuu movie comes out, and is only out for a limited time. I think "Hey, it might be cool to go, but I'm not caught up with the anime...". But after getting assigned to make a tiktok covering an event for a journalism course, I knew that the stars aligned. It was fate: I had to see this movie, and cover it for marks.

And so, after struggling to film a 'stand-up' in front of the theater for 20 minutes, waiting in the lounge for an hour, and eventually getting to sit down and see the thing, I can say that Haikyuu: The Dumpster Battle was both an absolute delight to behold, and a bit of a disappointment.

The Dumpster Battle takes place directly after the last episode of the fourth season, and shows Karasuno's explosive match against their long-time rivals, Nekoma, and the Spring Nationals tournament. After coming this far, both teams are desperate for a win, and pull out all the stops just for any type of advantage.

Just like in the TV anime, the match is stretched out over the course of an hour and a bit, building tension slowly as points are won, strategies are formed, and flashbacks are shown. Without commercial breaks in between, what would normally be a few episodes comes together to form a cohesive whole that had me wondering what would happen next more than how much longer it would be.

Its also quite impressive how much content they've managed to squeeze into this 85 minute movie. It somehow compresses and stretches time, to make parts of the match more exciting while skipping over ones that aren't. All the while, it shows clips of characters' backstories, artistic moments for dramatic effect, and flashes back to key moments in the anime to make a point, while keeping within the runtime of just under an hour and a half, is absolutely mystifying. Its a testament to how good the writing of the source material is (since this is a direct adaptation), but also to the power of editing in film.

Though, that still doesn't hide the most glaring issue I have with this film: that it is pretty clearly multiple episodes stitched together. At least, it sure feels like it. Coming from a 5 day marathon of the third and fourth season, I've grown used to how the anime structures its episodes, and how its animation looks. Here, I could almost imagine the little bumpers playing at certain moments, or where it would cut to credits before the next episode. It doesn't really feel like its own piece, more like a few smaller ones put together without any openings or endings.

On top of that, the animation quality is on par with the TV anime, which is a bit disappointing. Usually, when a TV show gets a movie, the budget is upped, and you can see it in how the animation changed. Shading gets more complex, characters look more detailed, and there are sequences which would be too expensive to do on a tv budget. Here, I didn't really see much of a change. Its pretty surreal, watching something on the big screen that looks pretty similar to what you just watched on your computer at home.

Still, for the level of animation that's here, and the level that's usually in the anime, I can't complain much. Production IG really are the kings of sports anime, and this movie is just another jewel for their crown. The way they animate humans in motion is captivating, and I can't help but watch every set, spike, and block. Its quite realistic, and when they try to experiment more (like squashing and stretching limbs to make movements appear more snappy) it only enhances the beauty of the motion as a whole.

The characters, as well, look good here, but especially the Nekoma guys, who haven't been shown much in focus for a while in the anime. Kenma, of course, is a standout, with how varied his expressions are (ironic, for someone who is so detached and quiet!). I loved getting to see him react to stuff, just as much as the Karasuno guys, with every success or failure. Wacky expressions, snappy comedy, and quick one-liners got more than a few laughs out of me, and in my theater, I certainly wasn't alone.

I saw this in English, because I watch the English dub of the anime, and didn't want to get confused. I highly recommend this, as the voice actors did a fantastic job, going above and beyond in their respective roles. Hinata and Kageyama were and always are a joy, with their actors sounding exactly how you'd imagine from their faces alone. But (again), Kenma was a surprise stand-out, for how varied his actor's performance was. I haven't heard a voice actor yell like that since the first season of Attack on Titan, and for a character who is known for not being enthusiastic much, you can tell his actor was giving it his all in the booth.

But above all else, the main thing that got me invested in this is how it continued the story. Seeing the boys again, this time on the big screen, was an absolute joy, and knowing that whoever lost the match would be going home kept me on the edge of my seat the whole time. I, as well as everyone else in the audience, had grown with these characters, and watched them grow in turn, seeing them learn new skills, face challenges, and get stronger. This movie felt like the culmination of everything up to this point, and there was a palpable sense of anticipation in the air that is hard to describe. For what its worth, you couldn't have paid me to not see this movie.

I don't watch sports. But for a movie continuing an epic underdog saga, with epic highs and lows, realistic character animation, over two dozen distinct and memorable characters that have their own mini-arcs, and a stellar English dub, I'll be there in the crowd, eager to watch.

(Also shout-outs to that first-person scene with Kenma. Holy fuck... I couldn't fit it in anywhere, but know that it is ICONIC, and will forever be badass.)

#film critic #review #film critique #anime and manga #anime review #anime #haikyuu #haikyuu anime #haikyuu movie #haikyuu the dumpster battle #haikyuu the movie #haikyuu thoughts

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naisilla · 1 year ago

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The Emperor's New Muse Part .6

Odyssey Kayn x Reader

content: Shopping Trip, Saving Jinx, Talking to Sona, Kayn plots something...

That night was quite odd. You had finally poured your heart out about the many years of pain, suffering, and struggle you faced. You found a sense of understanding and comfort in sharing this with someone

After touching down and porting you could finally exit the ship along with the rest of the crew. You had arrived at a planet abundant in markets and by the looks of the large crates that Malphite was carrying they were going to cash in whatever was inside.

Jinx was skipping ahead of the group, carefree and eager to look around the shops most likely for some more unstable weapons to add to her needlessly large collection. Curious to know you look to Yasuo who walks calmly yet confidently to your left.

"So....what's in the box?"

"Harvested Hydraxal Super Squid organs."

"Oh.....nice"

Yasuo chuckles. "They sell for a high price which helps us to keep running". You nod and watch as Yasuo and Malphite split off from the rest. "Feel free to look around the markets with Jinx and Sona, women love shopping right?" You playfully send Yasuo a death glare.

"I wouldn't know, I've never had enough credits for shopping". The tone in your voice is sarcastic. With a smirk on his face, Yasuo throws a small object towards you which you manage to catch with your fast reflexes.

"What is this?" You ask inspecting the slender card.

"I am putting you in charge of our money"

You stare back at Yasuo shocked. "What!? Why me??"

"Because I can't trust Jinx with it for obvious reasons-"

"Last time I maxed out our card on buying an 85" ft tall inflatable duck," Jinx says appearing next to you to whisper in your ear. "It's still floating out there in the Valoran Galaxy".

Yasuo groans remembering that previous endeavor. "Just keep an eye on Jinx and stick with Sona, feel free to buy yourself any essentials now that you're one of us," Yasuo says giving you a nod before joining back up with Malphite as the two head down the alleyway with the more exotic stalls.

The stalls were crowded by diverse alien shoppers, all going about their business. You found yourself having to strategically weave through the horde, trying to keep up with Jinx who was constantly on the verge of escaping your line of sight.

While you were uncomfortably having to squeeze through the crowd, Sona had the sea of people parting to let her through. Of course they let the pretty one through without a second thought. You push on forward, keeping your eyes on the bright locks of orange hair that bounce ahead.

"Jinx! Wait up!" you yell trying to be heard over the loud atmosphere of the markets. But of course either Jinx couldn't hear or couldn't give a shit. Letting out a frustrated sigh you slow down your advances.

Jinx can look after herself, it wasn't like she could drain the crew's entire credit account without you. She's been here before many times most likely, you'd just have to trust she knew her way around. What's the worst that can happen.

Sometimes foreshadowing is relatively obvious.

You take a moment to stop and look around. Stalls were packed tightly together each one of them decorated with bright colors, some displayed clothing, others jewelry, weapons, and food. You found yourself eyeing the stalls displaying racks of clothes. You were still stuck wearing that outfit Kayn had gifted you and you hated it. You hated how you were still tied to the Ordinal and therefore the empire.

Jinx had offered you her spare clothes when you first officially joined the crew, but not only were you the wrong size, but she only had one spare outfit and despite her being persistent you weren't going to do that to her.

Your hand runs through the hanging articles of clothing, browsing through as you try to find something nice but practical enough for your style. Sona who stood next to you also was examining the front table with various folded tops, carefully picking one to hold out in front of her, then delicately folding it perfectly, and neatly placing it back.

It felt odd, being given the freedom to buy something nice for yourself. You felt an uneasy pressure burden your chest. It felt so rude to spend someone else's money on yourself like this, sure you were given the all clear but the guilt made it feel so illegal.

Your attention snaps to a commotion somewhere in the distance, aggressive voices rising in volume. A crowd is forming a few stalls away. Intrigued, you strain to see what's going on at the center and notice the all-too-familiar orange locks of hair. Dammit Jinx!

It was only a matter of time before she managed to get herself into trouble. A part of you wants to stay out of this, but you do feel somewhat responsible for her actions.

Jinx was trapped in the center of a crowd, backed up against a weapons stall where a broken gun lay on the display table. "You broke it you buy it." Lectured the gruff voice of the merchant, a burly older man with scars tattooing his skin.

"I barely even touched that crusty gun! That thing was already broken!" Jinx snapped back, standing her ground against the towering shopkeeper. The sight reminiscent of a chihuahua barking off at a mastiff.

You squeeze your way through the crowd once again and approach the two. The cruel glare of the merchant snaps to you and his upper lip pulls back in a snarl. "Back off Missy, this ain't ya business". His voice warned you to back off, and usually you would. Back in Zaun, you took no interest outside of your own business. If there was ever a commotion you keep your head down, eyes lowered, and walk away.

You can't help but feel frustrated at how often she acts irresponsibly. Why was she always throwing herself at the first sight of trouble? She's always destroying something with her insane antics. That's all she does, she ruins things, it's what she loves. You were ready to just pay upfront and bullshit some apologetic angel personality when you looked at Jinx. Her eyes, they trembled. Her eyebrows were furrowed and the tone in her voice was meek. Jinx was always shameless when she broke something, but this time she was denying it, she was being honest.

Your head lifts itself up so your eyes can meet his in a defiant stare. "Leave her alone she didn't break it". The merchant twists his bulky frame to face you. "You didn't see shit bitch stop acting like a hero because you ain't one." Your eyes dart to the broken gun.

"How did she break it?"

"I didn't break it y/n, I only picked it up. It was too weak in firepower anyways, I could tell from its cartridge chamber, so I put it back and was going to check out the next stall when Mr Judge Judy over here yelled at me to pay for it. I turned around and now it's in pieces, I swear I didn't do that!"

"You lying brat! yes you did! I saw it with my own eyes! Stupid bitch handled it too roughly then slammed it onto my table causing it to fall apart!"

You walk over to closely investigate the gun, it was a simple pistol with most of its core parts snapped off. "How does a top quality gun shatter with a bit of handling?" You point out tiny cut marks along where each piece broke away. "Did she do this too? These marks look suspiciously like a knife being used to purposely separate these pieces." Gesturing to Jinx you add "My teammate here doesn't possess any kind of blade."

To prove herself Jinx lifts her arms and pulls out the inner fabric of her pockets emptying them of random junk like bottle caps, coins, and lint. Not a single blade in sight. "You know me y/n I don't do knives, guns are my style".

With a confident smile you turn back to the shop owner, now aware of the decorative knives that hang on the wall behind him along with a handy tactical knife sheathed in his belt. "If you are willing to throw accusations then I'd like to suggest that maybe you purposely broke a dupe gun you swapped with the original to frame unassuming customers into paying for it?"

On a whim, you reach over the table and fish around behind. The Merchant is taken by surprise by your bold intrusive move and isn't able to react in time before you reel back with a perfectly intact gun in your hand. The original.

With the evidence shown before the crowd of onlookers, the shop owner sputters before snarling. "That's just another gun! She broke the original one!" You glare back.

"That's bullshit and you know it!"

The merchant slams his large hands onto his bench causing everything on it to jump. "You've been enough trouble here!" He pulls out a large gun aiming it at you.

Jinx jumps in without hesitation and whips out Zappy. "Don't worry y/n! I've got this!" With a smug smirk, Jinx pulls the trigger....nothing happens. Instantly her smile is wiped from her face. "Uh oh"

BANG, the merchants gun lets off a powerful round and the crowd disperses, scattering instantly. You grab Jinx and dive behind one of the stalls. You are stunned and taken off guard by the sudden escalation of the conflict. In the corner of your eye, you see Sona duck down and cover her ears as the gunshot pierces your ears. The sudden flash and bang causes your heart to skip a beat.

"What are you doing!? Run!" Jinx yells, jumping to her feet and grabbing at your arm. She pulls you up and takes off racing further down the market aisles. You get dragged along struggling to not trip under your own legs. Shit wheres Sona!? You look over your shoulder, Sona isn't following, you can't see her anywhere. She must've gotten lost. As for the merchant, it seems you lost him too.

You drag your heels forcing Jinx to slow down. "We're safe Jinx" You tell her pulling back against her grip on you, forcing her to stop. Jinx is huffing as the adrenaline wears off. "Holy heck y/n you actually saved me!" You scoff.

"That gun was pointed at me too". Jinx ignores that and interrupts you with a hug, hanging off your neck in an act of personal space invasion. You are forced to support her from falling by wrapping your arms around her back.

"You saved meee~" Jinx giggles looking up at you with a cheerful and slightly crazed look. "You must like me~". You immediately let go of her causing her to fall onto her butt with an oof.

From around a corner comes Yasuo, Malphite, and Sona. Looks like the templar went out to get the captain. Yasuo approaches you with an impressed expression. "You actually managed to handle Jinx for an hour". You scoff and roll your eyes. Jinx, gets up and runs over to Malphite who looks relieved to see she's ok. You watch as he places two of his large blue hands on her shoulders. "You not hurt?" Jinx shakes her head, her pigtails swooshing with the motion. "Nah big guy I got away" Jinx assures him.

Malphite undeterred looks over the human anyway, carefully moving her to inspect for any injuries. He was so gentle with her, it was a complete contrast to the brutal beast you were used to seeing in a fight. Satisfied with Jinx's wellbeing Malphite smiles and pulls her into a hug. "I'm happy Jinx safe!" It was a sweet moment between two friends.

"Well we got our paycheck from our organ harvest," Yasuo says looking at you.

"Oh yeh? How much profit did you make?" You ask curiously.

"one million credits-"

"ONE MILLION CREDITS!?" Yasuo chuckles at your astonishment.

"Told ya they sell for a fortune."

You've never heard about so much credits being made from one trip, you could barely make 290 credits a week on your minimum wage job back in Zaun. Damn, you should've become a space pirate ages ago.

Yasuo notices how neither you, Jinx or Sona has yet to buy something. No thanks to Jinx's antics. "Looks like we still have to stock up on supplies."

Back on the Morningstar everyone had returned after a thankfully uneventful shopping trip. The ship was refueled on ora, the kitchen was restocked with food allowing you to finally move on with your journey.

And finally, you had your own basic wardrobe of your own clothes along with all your own essential living needs. For the first time in forever, you got to revel in a hot shower. Washing off the collective grime of the last few days, you finally felt renewed and fresh.

Compared to your old life this was luxury, you felt like you were getting royal treatment how ironic that all of this was considered normal living standards.

There were times you shocked the members with how different you were. Yasuo didn't believe you when you mentioned you'd never seen a movie before as you'd only read books, especially to help you learn to speak Piltrovan and Demaxian. You simply never could afford a tv to watch such trivial things on.

Jinx had to teach you how to play gaming consoles which you must admit was the most fun you'd ever had. It got so confusing learning the different button mechanics between consoles but after you got the hang of it you enjoyed spending time with everyone playing games like Mario Kart, Street Fighter, and Just Dance.

Over time you quickly adapted to modern technology. However, there was still an undercurrent of tension regarding the subject of the empire.

You were still being hunted by Kayn and eventually, you would be found and when that happened it was going to be a dire situation. Sona was in a lot of danger of being recaptured by the locus armada and after experiencing what Kayn had done to you when pissed off you were terrified for Sona.

Speaking of Sona, she still remained a mystery to you. Since joining the Morning Star the templar has yet to properly speak to you. She was the quiet type to begin with mostly communicating through hand gestures and nodding. But not a word had been spoken aloud to you in person.

You wondered why so was so quiet to the point of being mute, was it trauma? was it just how she is? was there some sort of medical issue? It would be rude to ask.

Currently Sona was once again looking out of the window, far beyond the space outside. Seemingly lost in thought. Timidly you approach the templar and join her in staring out into the cosmos beyond the glass.

There's a silence that lingers between the two of you, one that comes as a soothing space from the usual chaos and noise from being with the other members. Despite being in a normally awkward situation you felt calm and relaxed just chilling next to Sona.

When Kayn does come it'll be up to you to save everyone. Your inner feelings of hesitation and doubt are overwhelming. You could either choose to face Kayn head-on and attempt to appeal to his humanity, which may very well be impossible at this point. Or you could confiscate the darkin weapon, hoping that Rhaast wouldn't corrupt him further. Or you could do the deed yourself, and attempt to end the threat before it truly starts.

The clock is still ticking, and you feel an urgency to make a choice soon. However, given the situation, you can't truly say what's the right decision to take...

You know you've come a very long way, this is a far cry from being beaten mercilessly and raped in the fractal shear as you were when you were still being held hostage by Kayn. You now have a chance to save lives and redeem yourself.

You take your eyes away from the universe and back to Sona. Her tranquil eyes remain fixed on the distant star ahead. She is a calming presence, one that makes you feel safe and protected. You cannot help but feel like this is where you are meant to be, at home, watching the stars, and not worrying about all the other issues plaguing your world.

"Why won't Jarvan act? All it would take is a single decree."

Sona's voice was like a silvery echo within your mind, it took your breath away, because her voice was actually in your head, she was communicating to you telepathically. Of course she can, she's magical.

"The Empire's King has ignored the objections of my Templar's Order, laying claim to almost all inhabited systems in their pursuit of Ora. Their greed fuels their gluttony."

"Tell me about it".

Sona's golden eyes transfix onto yours.

"I see your pain, the rage you hold against the empire...I too resent the empire for what they've done.

The Empire never respected the Templar Order, we were seen as religious fanatics. They left us alone until the day the lure called us. A voice speaking from beyond the ring clusters of empty planets.

I was in some caves with a group of other templars, we were investigating the source of the lure. For we saw frightening visions of the universe being consumed by dark stars.

Whatever was out there was the root of evil and it was important that we as guardians of Ora do whatever it takes to protect the universe.

Before we could find out what the lure was the locus armada arrived along with other parties that were all drawn to the voice like ourselves.

They shackled us and beaten a few of my people, and some even extracted the ora-derived bio-enhancements, brutally tearing them from our bodies. We became prisoners to the Ordianal Sheida Kayn, he interrogated us. I remember him placing a gun onto our Leader Korobak's forehead, when he defied the Ordinal's questioning, he switched his aim onto me.

That’s the imperialist mentality. They threaten us. They brutalized us. Then they prepared to kill us.

Yet despite that, I said nothing. That way the empire would get nothing, I was prepared to pass through the Ora Gate with the blessing of all Templars, and the satisfaction of knowing He had been defied.

I was spared, but I was taken hostage and I would've been trapped within the locus armada if it wasn't for the rebel group that broke me out. Unfortunately, the man who escorted me to my freedom was killed by the Ordinal..."

As she speaks, you can't help but feel the weight of her words. You see the empire from her perspective, a warmongering nation hellbent on its greed and domination. It takes a strong will to oppose such overwhelming power, and Sona has made her stance perfectly clear.

"Do you think the empire can be stopped?" you ask her.

"I don't know." Sona's words carried a tinge of hopelessness.

"The Empire has the strength to take any territory by force, and they have, the Demaxian Empire has succeeded with barely a fraction of planet systems left to stand independent.

I believe a greater conflict is on the horizon. The empire's expansion is relentless but only an inconvenience to the cataclysmic threat that Rhaast and his puppet Kayn bring to the universe.

There will be the day of reckoning that the Ora gates open and whatever abysmal entities lurk beyond will come into our world and plague it with darkness."

You shake your head in denial "We're not letting that happen Sona. We can stop Kayn."

Sona continues to look sullen not persuaded by your determination and returns to look out of the window...

Somewhere across the universe the Fractal Shear prowls in orbit. Kayn stands proudly facing the grand window, staring out into the vast abstractness of stars and nebulas.

Despite his calm and confident composure, the Ordinal was tense. His left arm discreetly grips his scythe impatiently, fingers wrapping then unwrapping themselves around the handle.

"The Morningstar continues to elude you Kayn."

"I don't see you helping in tracking those troublesome little rats".

"I'm the scythe, all I do is help".

Kayn scoffs, scowling at his reflection in the glass. "Whatever I don't need you to rule the universe."

"Then why can't you put me down".

Letting out a frustrated grunt, Kayn strides away from the window, towards the command center. Various hologram monitors display the last known sightings of the Morningstar, just seeing the faces of the crew was infuriating to the Ordinal.

His fist slams down onto the table with a harsh thud, the hologram flickers for a moment.

"Dammit! It's been four months and I still haven't retrieved the Templar!"

Kayn's lips pull back in a seething sneer, his singular eye twitches uncontrollably.

"With the Templar allied with the Morningstar crew, there comes the chance that they will open the ora gate first."

"They are unworthy of unlocking the secrets of the ora gate, there's no way Sona would actually reveal the key to Captain Yasuo."

"Sona sought him out specifically after escaping your interrogation, perhaps he is more complex than we had realized".

"That drunken loser? He barely qualifies as a Captian, Yasuo was a nobody before I framed him for the gruesome murder of Yone".

"Ahh yes the mercenary that broke the Templar free".

"And the brother of this space pirate wannabe, it'll be poetic when I kill him next." Kayn regains his calm composure and brings up files of collected data of each Morningstar crew member; Yasuo, Sona, Jinx, Malphite, and you.

Kayn sharply inhales when he looks at your file. How humiliating, you had completely fooled him when you first met. Not only were you capable at matching him in combat but you were working for the wretched Morningstar the whole time.

He allowed you to escape him. To Kayn you were just some rebel wannabe, someone who was barely an inconvenience to an empire. But you were more than that, you were a spy. You snuck through the Locus Armadas guard, took on an unassuming facade, and fooled them all. And he let you free.

You could've gotten away with obtaining crucial knowledge about his army. He let you sit in the control center without being blindfolded or restrained, He led you into his personal chambers, He even-

"Damn that deceiving vixen! When I get to that bitch I'l-"

"Fuck her brutally like you did last time?" Rhaast's crude insinuation causes Kayn to stop and glare at the scythe. The anger in his eye is palpable, and it's clear he is furious with Rhaast's comment.

He can't believe that he allowed you to deceive him like that, to get the best of him.

He can't handle the humiliation.

"Shut up, damn it!" he yells. Rhaast lets out a dark laugh, enjoying every bit of the heated exchange and taunting the Ordinal.

Kayn is a master at suppressing his anger and hiding it under the cool exterior of control, but since you came along he's been losing his grip and it infuriated him.

He needed to become stronger, Kayn was now determined to grow bigger as a threat that there would be no chance he could lose again.

"If I am to unlock my latent powers through the ora gate I will need to devote more time to hunting the Morningstar and I need to improve my current abilities."

The Ordinal takes his scythe and walks out of the command centre, passing by his elite soldiers who nod at him with respect. None of them aware that their Ordinal openly talks to what they perceive to be an inanimate scythe.

With supreme confidence, Kayn marches through the fractal shear, descending deeper and deeper into the ship. He approaches a door at the end of a barren hallway, out of view of both personal and security alike.

Only Kayn can unlock this door and after scanning his left eye the panel clicks and slides open allowing the Ordinal entrance. Inside is a dim room, thick mist creeps along the floor and an electric hum is all that resonates inside.

Once stepping in everything becomes illuminated, the walls and ceilings are lined with pipes that run along each other in intricate patterns. At the centre of it all is a podium with a glass case, a chamber, full of golden essence.

"Is that?-"

"Pure, raw ora. My personal stash." Kayn walks over towards it standing before the chamber watching in suppressed awe as the ora inside reacts to his presence. It warps and flows, collecting itself as if attracted to the Ordinal...or his scythe.

He grabs onto a tube that is plugged into the machine and pulls it out, the tendril releasing with a forced hiss in his hand. Kayn brings it to his bio-enhanced arm. The gold armored appendage clicking as a panel shifts, revealing an interface with an opening for the hose to attach to.

"Kayn, what are you doing?"

"What does it look like I'm doing Rhaast?"

"But, you're King... I thought he forbid such things."

"You and I both know that King Jarvan has grown weak, his apprehension is what holds this empire back. Unlike him I take risks, unlike him I have what it takes to progress and unlike him I act".

Kayn plugs the tube into his arm connecting himself to the ora chamber, the pressure releases, and immediately the ora begins to pump itself into Kayn's arm.

The Ordinal lets out a pained growl but doesn't cease the procedure, he grips onto the top of the chamber to keep himself upright. His body tenses as more and more ora is introduced into his system. Sweat accumulates across his brow and his teeth bare with the pain. Rhaast can only watch on with intrigue...

Part Seven: Here

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kouginoa · 2 years ago

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PSYCHO PASS PROVIDENCE (english dub) Kougami & Akane moments. (SPOILERS)

at the end i added a photo of me in akane cosplay & kou in popcorn hehe

this is a mess sorry...

PT.1 [ how i felt, what im feeling, what i understood and what i saw ]

where do i begin, AH, ill start off with saying psycho-pass will forever make me so happy and i will always find comfort in this show. i’m so happy to have heard the english dub cast again.

[ i want to say, my movie experience was pretty piss poor sadly, and tbh, i could not focus AT ALL on the movie, on what i feel like was 85% of the time. there was someone in the theater that was kinda like live commenting on the movie and it was so annoying and really broke the most emotional parts. after the movie i cried quietly a bit because i really have been waiting a year for it just for it to come out and be ruined by someone who could not shut their mouth.... just a psa: if your going to see a movie, please remember the space you are in ]

this is kinda just a ramble so sorry if it doesn't make sense~

the movie was truly amazing and TBH REALLY HELPED ME UNDERSTAND SEASON 3 in regards to not only why Akane was in jail but to better understand Arata & Kei. which i have to say, i have gown a little more fond of Arata and makes me wonder what more he is going to do in hopefully the later movies/ or hopefully seasons

there was a lot that happen like ginoza’s hair flying in the wind and also kogamis wet hair but yeah ill skip to the part that really made me think a lot and the part that i could not stop thinking about Akane’s note to Kougami, and the very end/ the end of the movie being him saying he will get Akane out.

PT.2 [ Akane & Kougami]

NOW Kougami and Akane. wow, the part of kougami covering her from the bomb... we love to see it. KOUGAMI CARRYING HER BRIDLE STYLE AGAIN. WE LOVE TO SEE IT !!!!!!! god,,, any moment where it was just them two i wanted to cry and scream, i really need to relive the movie again alone because it was super super good and my dumbass has a pea for a brain and felt like if i was to have any real reaction my brother (who so kindly went with me to the movie) would just look at me.

but really they broke my heart many many times during this movie, kougami calling akane, trying to work his way to say sorry but ended up just being a smart ass and akane saying that she wishes he just said sorry. I WANTED TO SCREAM. i feel like this film was really eveything we have been wanting to see out of the two... i really feel bad for akane i do, i don’t know how to explain it but i feel like she was really never able to truly able to talk to kou. i mean she did in the elevator and during the phone call,,, but since kou never said sorry i feel like she never got to talk to him and i felt like it was really a lot for her and what all she experienced.

kougami saying that he lives with out regret makes me feel like is what pushed akane to do what she did, i want to say, i really wanted to cry, REALLY wanted to cry when akane wrote a letter to him, kou calling akane an idiot/fool just like she did during season one, maybe i feel like, just how much it effected akane when kou wrote her a letter it kinda had the same effect on him. akane ending up in jail really gave kougami a new push, a push he hasn't had in a while

PT.3 [Gino, Kou, Akane]

going off of that kougami’s care for akane has grown as we know it’s party the reason why he came back to Japan was a way to see her and see how much shes has changed things for the better good. but Ginoza and Kougami talking about her really was truly sweet. Ginoza adores Akane a lot, and dare i say is kinda like an unsaid older brother. i thought it was really sweet to hear that Gionza wants to protect akane and make sure nothing happens to her. but with that being said... i really cant begin to think what ginoza felt after what akane did.

poor ginoza really, i have gown really fond of him in the years leading up to now, after really seeing and understanding how much he cares for akane and how much he wants the best out of her, and how much he wants to see her grow. the part where gionza pushes kou against the wall in anger (for akane) really was fun to see. kougami not keeping his word (we knew he wouldn't) of saying out of their hair. ginoza, what a silly man. to think kou wouldnt find his way back home..

PT.4 [ ill shut up now <3 ]

to end- the way the movie ended and the way season three ended makes me want to cry,, even right now, as i said before, akane gave kougami a drive that it doesn't seem like he has has for a while now. although he has always felt the need to also take care of akane this time was different, he feels like she got there because of him, so its now party his job to get her out,

but it makes me think of the end of season three and when kougami went to go and pick her up, that, besides saying that he was there to get her he also said sorry the sorry that akane had been waiting to hear for a while... but anyways... i think this movie really helped us better understand what more akane and kougmi relationship has faced, and also i like to think this all happen and now they are on the same level and have a better understanding of each other. kougami and akane are and have for once meet as equals.

i think, what Akane did was really really smart, a smart way to show the world what is going on behind closed doors and how the system that japan is ran on is- like what any government system is,,, flawed. but also how the Sibyl System can be a good stepping stool to an EVEN better system but there just has to be some changes . BUT i also like to believe that while the sibyl system is evil and crazy i think it has its benefits, but just needs to be used wisely and more as a (again) steeping stool rather then a latter, point being... i think in this movie thats what i feel like what was being made super clear, that there needs to be room for growth for both the sibyl system and using it as a helping hand rather than relying it to fully judge someone.

i bet none of this made any sense, im writing this at 1:15AM after a con weekend with no glasses on :D , but this was my thoughts and my opinions about the movie unbiased... i have not read what anyone else had said, i didn't want what i was thinking to be affected by anyone else. but i cant wait to read some ! i like many of you, have been waiting for this for a really long time now and tbh am super sad that the movie experience was not 100% it wasn't only the person saying shit though-out the whole movie but it was also bad on the theater i went to part as well,,, and like i said, i want to cry, i really do, my first time seeing the move was shat on and just have a hard time remembering what happened due to my bean for a brain lol... anywho

if you have any questions regarding the movie PLEASE DROP A QUESTION IN MY ASK BOX !!!! i want to better format my thoughts and i do best with questions hehehe

as promised… me cosplaying akane (wtf face reveal !??) to the movies + kou in the popcorn 🍿

☆ love u all <3 thanks for making this place, a place where i can talk about anything regarding psycho pass, you don’t understand :,)

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itsscromp · 1 year ago

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Venom x reader platonic

Hey Hey again. The first headcanon I ever posted is officially my number one top post, The love it has received means the absolute world to me. so you guys deserve a full story. I bring forth the epic bromance between y/n and venom. enjoy :) word count:1.8k

Could your life get any worse than this? Not only were your bills racking up like folded laundry.

"I'm sorry y/n but because of budget constraints we can't keep holding staff, so I sadly am gonna have to let you go."

"What... no you can't, my rent just went up. Just put me in a different position, I don't care if it pays less, I need this job !!." You were on the verge of tears.

"I encourage you to file for unemployment payments. This decision wasn't taken lightly. You were one of our best..."

'Save it." You stormed off, packing your things and heading home, not even saying goodbye to your co-workers. Why... out of all the people they could've let go, it had to be you. Fucking great.

Heading home, you burst into tears, the amount of stress has been building up and it's reached boiling point. You couldn't hold it in any longer. After having a good cry for a while, you felt drained. Physically and mentally exhausted. You didn't want to do anything else. So the only thing you wanted to do was sleep. Walking into your bedroom and changing into your pyjama's you climbed into bed. Hoping to god it was just a dream. You tossed and turned, realising the power company cut you off cause you missed the deadline. so now your fan wasn't running, It was 85 degrees outside on a summers night.

"Fucking even more great"

You went over to your window and opened it just a smidge to let some cool air in. It worked, for now, tomorrow you'll move your butt to social services and file for unemployment until you find another job. Climbing back into bed, you didn't even bother wrapping yourself in a blanket, it'll be too warm. So you opted to just stay out of it.

As you slept though, a black goo-like being crawled its way into your window, it crawled its way over, climbing up onto your bed and then onto you, seeping through your flesh, disappearing inside your body. This didn't bother you as you only just rolled over in your sleep.

The next morning you still felt drained, But you had to head down to social services and file for unemployment. getting dressed and making coffee, you suddenly felt like you hadn't eaten anything in ages, so you reached into your fridge. you realize that everything inside has gone off, no power no food.

"Oh come on..." And you also realize your kettle wasn't boiling too.

Skipping everything and throwing all your food out, you headed to social services and filed for unemployment. But the noises kept bothering you for some reason, It seemed too loud, the speaker calling out the ticket numbers. The babies crying. Some people yelling. It was almost too much.

"Ticket number A295, Please proceed to register 4"

The speaker called out and you shook what happened out of you and went over to the desk. Filing everything and were successful, they say your first payment should be received in 48 hours. So in the meantime, you have to make do with what you have. After which you headed to a food place and ordered breakfast.

"Hungry..." A voice called out, it sounded menacing. Looking around to find the voice you found nothing but just the people in line.

"Weird... You muttered to yourself, ordering your food you waited until the voice spoke up again.

"Food... sustenance... !!!!"

This was freaking you out by the minute. The waiter brought you your food and you devoured it, almost animalistic, you never acted like this before, it was just... so good. You had too stop when you saw people staring at you for how you were eating, plus also chewing loudly.

Going home, you sat there wondering what was happening, Vulnerable to loud noises. Even hungry, hell you even had an increased craving for chocolate, what the hell was going on !!!

"Y/n...." The voice called again.

"Who's there ??", Show yourself !!!"

Then the black goo appeared again, wreathing out of your body and revealing its face, it had no eyes, just white patches, and lipless and razor-sharp teeth. you were so scared you tripped on your coffee table almost falling to the floor but stopped midway, a tendril wreathed out of your back and stuck itself out on the floor before slowly rising you back to your feet.

"I got us." The creature spoke up

"What... what or who are you"

"I am venom, and you are mine"

What was this some kind of mind trick, you rubbed your eyes and looked again, no your mind wasn't playing tricks on you.

"You were that voice in my head"

"I can feel, see and hear everything you can, I can also read your thoughts."

You sat down on the couch trying to comprehend what was happening, First everything that just happened now your some host to an alien parasite.

"Parasite !!??"

"You read my thoughts, didn't you."

"I am not a parasite, you are..."

Then a bang on the door

"Where's that rent y/n !!!!"

Oh fuck your landlord, your 3 weeks overdue.

"Look I don't know how you got out but you need to go away"

"Very well..."

Venom then wreathed back inside your body as you went to the door and opened it.

"Look I'm sorry but I will have your rent in 2..." You felt a sharp pain as your landlord punched you to the floor, he reeked of wine.

"What the hell !!!"

"3 weeks y/n, you know what I do to people who are three weeks."

He was about to curb stomp you to new Year until you raised your hands and then it got covered in the goo. they looked larger and strong.

You then tossed him to the wall as you got up, the goo seeped back into your skin.

"What the hell was that !!"

This spooked your landlord way too much, he bolted for his life.

You kept trying to comprehend what happened.

"This is crazy"

'You haven't seen shit yet"

"What happened, why did my arms get covered in goo ??"

"I was protecting us, You are my host. it is my duty to protect you, we are bonded for life."

"So we're buddies ??"

"Something like that"

You felt the sting in your face from the punch and went to investigate in the mirror. but when you looked, you didn't even see your reflection, you saw venom. but it was slightly different. your saw his head but his body was large, very muscular and had veins all over.

"What the.." you gently touched your face as venom seemed to mimic the movements in the mirror. "This is weird."

"Like I said, you haven't seen shit"

Over time you continued to know venom, He is of an alien species called the symbiotes, who need an oxygen-breathing host to survive. Like you venom felt out of place and was a loser on his planet, you felt sorry for the poor thing.

"On my planet I was a loser, like you"

"Venom... I had no idea..."

His head wreathed out of your body.

"That was why I chose you as my host, you and I. We are not so different, But we together can be so much more."

There was even a point when venom decided to make breakfast for you.

"You know what always cheers me up in the morning y/n ?? sausages and brains"

You poured your orange juice just trying to enjoy the morning while venom had multiple tendrils out of your body, grabbing ingredients, chopping mushrooms and cooking the sausages. One tendril turned on the radio and started to sing along to the song.

"You say either, and I say eyether, you say neither, and I say nyther, Either. Eyether, Neither, Nyther. Let's call the whole thing off... OW OW Hot hot hot !!" He almost burnt himself as the pan caught fire and caused the smoke alarms to go off.

You moved to the table as Venom then pulled your chair towards it, he then started to massage your shoulder as he kept cooking in the background while also stretching his tendrils downstairs to get your mail.

"Cheer up old pal" He brought you your breakfast after finishing cooking it, Multiple breakfasts, eggs and toast, mixed with a milkshake and coffee and waffles

"Tada !!'

"This... looks delicious venom..." It looked barf inducing, but the fact he did this for you and the thought that counted, you started to smile.

"Ketchup ??"

"Sorry ??"

He squeezed the ketchup bottle too hard and it splattered all over your face.

"Oops"

But all in all, having venom changed your life for the better, it made you feel like you had a friend who could understand you and would always protect you.

You were on your way to Mrs Chen's to get Venom some chocolate and tater tots.

"Mixing it up today or the usual ??"

Hmmm what is that one with the golden filling that's delicious ??"

"That would be caramel venom"

"Then that"

But as you were looking for the caramel chocolate, Mrs Chen was getting robbed at gunpoint.

"Hurry up with the money Chen !!!" the thief demanded

"Is this it ??' venom spoke up, you told him before about bad guys and good guys when you were watching a movie, and it inspired venom to want to do the same thing. Even you as well.

"Yep"

As the thief continued to aim at Mrs Chen, the gun was knocked out of the thief's hand and was constrained by venoms tendril.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you"

As you walked over to the thief, Venom then wrapped around you, turning you into what you saw in the mirror. Tall large and muscular.

"You come in here again, in fact, you go anywhere in this city. Preying on innocent people, we will find you and we will eat both your arms and both your legs and then we will eat your face right off of your head. Do you understand ??"

The thief couldn't respond due to fear, he only muttered.

"No."

"Yes, so you will be this armless, legless, faceless thing won't you ??, rolling down the street. Like a turd in the wind."

"W..w..what the hell are you ??

Half of venoms face uncovered to reveal yours

"We are venom"

You smiled before venom covered your face again and then tossed the thief out the door and across the street, Mrs Chen mortified on what happened, looked at you as venom seeped back into your body.

"Oh...Umm, you see I have a parasite so... yeah, night Mrs Chen" with that you walked out

"Parasite !!, take that back immediately"

"Nah don't feel like it" you smirked

"Apologise !!!!"

"Ok ok I'm sorry buddy, I'm just teasing you"

"All is forgiven but of one thing.."

"What's that ??"

"You forgot the tater tots and chocolate"

A host to an alien, but it became the bestest friend possible, you two would achieve so much together. you knew it.

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