#Tall as in: It is a strange day if I'm not the tallest person in the room. Jack Skellington tall being seasonal about it.

[lordofthestrix]

Most people: Cats are extremely subtle creatures. Inscrutable. It is all in the little details. They are infamously hard to read with any clarity. My cat: Leaps to my shoulder like a frenetic shadow materialized the second he sees me after some days apart, giving me his best audition for pirate's parrot.

[wayward-lives]

Damian first meets him when he's five years old.

It's in the park, the good one that's a bit far away from their house, the one that's close to the sorority house for the local college, the one only their father takes them to. Damian loves this playground; the paint isn't peeling on the equipment and there are lots of things to climb. Lily's sitting in the sandpit, happily playing with her blocks. Their father is sitting on a bench not too far off, his eyes fixed on the group of college girls lounging on the grass. There are no other children around, except for Lily, and Damian isn't about to ask his father to play - he knows that he won't agree.

Instead, Damian is playing on the slide. It's a good slide; bright yellow and super long, and whenever Damian slides down he feels like he's flying. It's a fun thing to do; climb up the ladder, get two whole seconds of exhilaration, then climb back up the ladder again, chasing the freedom he never feels anywhere else.

Just as Damian's about to turn to go back to the ladder, something catches his eye. The slide is at the end of the park, right where the trees and bushes start, and there's movement between the bushes.

Damian frowns and trots closer. It's too big to be a bird, and there aren't any big animals around, and if it was a person, surely they would have announced their presence?

"Hello?" Damian calls out. There's movement again, and this time Damian can see what causes it.

It <em>is</em> a person - a man, with hair like spun gold. He's very tall - much taller than Damian's father, who's the tallest person he knows - and his body is like those men that his father likes to watch lift weights on the TV, the ones that remind Damian of a gorilla. He's cast in shadow, and Damian can't see what he's wearing. There's something shifting behind him, slowly and purposefully, but Damian can't see what it is.

"Hello," Damian says politely, because that's what his mother says he should do when he meets new people.

The man tilts his head slightly in response. He doesn't blink. His eyes are blue - not like Lily's eyes, which are blue like the ocean. This man's eyes are blue like those glow-in-the-dark stones that Damian once saw at the museum, so blue that they give off their own light. Damian is enraptured.

He shouldn't talk to strangers - that's what Mrs Henderson tells them. Stranger danger, she says. Damian likes Mrs Henderson, and she hasn't been wrong ever since he started in her class, so whatever she says must be true. But this man, the man with golden hair and blue, blue eyes, is different. He has to be different.

Why else would Damian feel like this?

"My name's Damian," Damian announces. The man just watches him silently. "My sister calls me Dee, because she can't pronounce it. She's only three. I'm five years old - I can count to twenty!"

The man's eyes bore into his skin, assessing. Studying. He opens his mouth, moves his tongue around as if he's feeling his gums, as if he doesn't know what it's like to have a tongue.

"Damian."

His voice is deep, raspy yet smooth. It floats over Damian like a cool gust of wind on a hot day.

"Yep! Who're you?"

The man doesn't respond to that. He must be shy, Damian realises. He's too pretty to be shy.

"I'm playing on the slide. Do you want to come play with me?"

The man's lips tilt up ever so slightly. "I'll just stay here, thank you, Damian."

Damian shrugs. "Okay. Do you wanna watch me play?"

The man inclines his head ever so slightly.

So Damian plays on the slide, the man's eyes fixed on him, until his father calls him back to go home. When Damian looks over his shoulder as he's being led away, he catches movement beyond the bushes.

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The encounter with the man stays with him, like some strange dream he's incapable of forgetting. The years go by quickly, and Damian grows older, sadder. His father leaves, chasing the skirts of a girl who's barely older than Damian himself. His mother works, longer and longer shifts until she's almost skeletal, her face hollow and hands trembling from caffeine. Lily grows distant, dreams of running away and never seeing them again. And Damian grows desperate.

He thinks of the man when he's at his weakest. When his mother passes out on the couch from exhaustion, barely able to stomach the broth that Damian made for her. When Lily stumbles through the front door at three in the morning, high and drunk and wobbling on her high heels. When the other boys at school pinch him, ruin his books, and taunt him as he passes. He thinks of blue, blue eyes, of hair like spun gold, of shadows writhing and curling around the man's sturdy body like living creatures.

The first and last time Damian ever met the man was twelve years ago, and he still remembers it clearer than anything else.

And he knows if he calls for the man, he will appear.

[vxntagedior]

hi beautiful! it can sound strange and stupid, you totally don't need to write it if you don't feel like it. could you please write some hcs on xavier and ajax (separately if anything) reaction to tall reader (crush/gf or whatever you want)? personally, i'm 5'10 and feel so out of place reading all these fanfics where the boys are a head taller than the reader... it's totally ok, people just write whatever they want. it's their right. i just need some reassurance, i guess. sorry if it made you somehow uncomfortable! you totally don't have to write it. thank you in advance if you will, though! take care!

i'll start with ajax and xavier’s is here

georgie farmer is 5'10 so that means ajax is at least 6'1 (fiction always adds 3 inches)

you were always the tallest in the class and meeting and soon dating ajax was a breath of fresh air

both of you were almost eye level, you were at least looking level at his nose

and because both of you have the same height of legs, you constantly steal his sweats because you swear men sweats are better than womens

you in heels makes ajax go crazy

going together at the rave'n you did wear heels, 4 inch heels so you were an inch taller than him

and your dress went down mid thigh and ajax is just drooling over your legs

ajax loved the little forehead kisses you gave him, it makes him feel all soft on the inside

and he liked that he didn't need to lean down to hug you or kiss you

ajax loves cuddles, all day everyday

and he always want to be the little spoon

[galladegamer]

Eve

Personality

Eve is known for her shyness. She's always super quiet and never speaks up for herself. She's also incredibly self-conscious about other irken and humans seeing her mouth (nobody knows why) so she's never seen without her collar up.

Story

She is actually pretty tall! However, she's still a bit shorter than the tallest. As such, while she's taller than all other irken, the tallest doesn't think of her as anything better than all the others. in fact, she's more of a servant to the tallest! They work her to the point of exhaustion, and they don't even pay her! She's forced to do other jobs for money, making her even more tired, but as she's too nervous to speak up for herself, she never says anything. However, one day, one other irken has had enough. Enter Bix. Basically the opposite of Eve. Which is weird because Bix is Eve's brother. While Eve has a tall, but thin stature, Bix is short and fat. While Eve is quiet and shy, Bix is always yelling in a Scottish accent and almost always angry, usually at the tallest. One day, when the purple tallest was yelling at Eve, Eve squeaked out a quiet "yes sir" and was about to get back to work when Bix came in and basically ruined everything. He yelled at the tallest for a while, calling them idiots and using words I can't repeat here. That's when the tallest had enough and put them both on a pod to the sticky note of the universe: Earth. Eve wanted to yell at Bix, but as we said before, she wouldn't do that. So she just started crying for a while until Bix decided to comfort her. Then, she tried to find a home and blend in. That's right, she doesn't want to take over the world, she just wants to blend in with the humans. First, find a home. Eve and Box tried many places including the city dump, where she found a strange, but soft and cuddly earth artifact that humans call a "teddy bear" which she decided to keep. Thankfully, she eventually found a nice home next to a school! Maybe she can learn about earth there! Second off, blending in. Now, we all know the classic "skin condition" excuse, but how will she explain her antennas and eyes? Well, she thought of something. She managed to explain her antennas as her hair and she said that she wears fancy contacts. Thankfully, everybody believed her. However, we all know that one person who knows the truth. That's right, I'm talking about Dib! Dib knows EXACTLY what she is! She tries to stay away from Dib as long as possible, and our favorite "human" Zim tries to help however he can, but she can't stay away forever. Will she be exposed, or can she stay hidden? only time will tell.

Trivia

Eve always sleeps with a Teddy Bear (yes, the one she found in the dump).

Eve keeps trying to find jobs that she can do on earth.

[veenussposts]

Johnny as a wizard (and your boyfriend)

You were a person who was not guided by the opinions of others, that's why when your sister told you that Johnny Suh was a playboy, you ignored her.

And she was not the only one, the whole castle thought the same about him but since you had not met him, you thought that everyone was exaggerating.

Boy... You were so wrong.

One day, you were walking near the Quidditch teams training area when a Quafle fell at your feet. Quickly, you tried to take it but a boy with his broom was faster and took it before you. That boy was the captain of the Hufflepuff team, the famous Johnny Suh.

"Sorry for that but... Do you have a name or can I call you mine?"

While he was saying that stupid pick up line, you felt his eyes pierce your soul. He was tall like you and had a wonderful smile. A few strands of his brown hair fell over his eyes, making his features more perfect.

At that time you came to three conclusions. Number one, Johnny was exactly how your sister physically described him. Number two, he was a Playboy and flirted with anyone who crossed his path. And lastly, you had fallen like an idiot for his beautiful face like the other 400 people who were in love with him.

"How can you be in love with him? He's an idiot"

"Ahh, it's just a crush... It's not that deep"

You were wrong, again.

For two months you tried to get away from him to forget about your silly crush but it was impossible because he was always where you were AND THE WORST OF ALL WAS THAT HE ALWAYS FLIRTED WITH YOU AND ONLY YOU.

It seemed that everything around him did not exist when you entered the room.

So that small and insignificant crush turned into something much bigger and more powerful. You were not only in love with his appearance but also with his personality and everything about him.

Johnny talked every day with you, walked you to the Slytherin common room, invited you to watch his team's workouts, and made you laugh with lots of jokes, even introduced you to his friends. He treated you like you were the love of his life.

Little did you know, that you really were the love of his life.

"Johnny, you're staring again"

"What?"

"Your friend, the Slytherin one. You're practically drooling"

"No, I'm not" He wiped the corner of his mouth with his hand while his eyes landed on the beater of his team. "I don't like him"

"Yeah, you're right, what would you ever see in him?"

"WHAT?! HE'S AMAZING. He is funny, smart, beautiful and- I can't believe I fell for that"

As much as he denied it to his friends, everyone could tell that Johnny was in love with you. You were in his thoughts all day, he talked about you with his teammates and he even played Quidditch better when you were watching and cheering him on.

Hufflepuff had won the Quidditch cup and the whole house was celebrating in the Hufflepuff common room, all of them but Johnny who was with you. He had insisted on spending time with you alone rather than celebrating with his entire team the victory that had cost them so much. Obviously you wanted to be with him but he should be celebrating with his friends.

"Please, don't you think I deserve a few minutes of your wonderful attention?" He pouted, making your heart pound.

"Just a few minutes, you are the team captain and you have to be with them"

"But I'd rather be here with you"

Ignoring his comment, you followed him to where his broomstick was. A little confused, you looked at him with raised eyebrows as he climbed on.

And that's how you got to this moment.

"Oh no no no no Merlin" Everything was going fine, everything was perfectly fine until you looked down.

"Don't look down"

"Sorry, I was curious" Your hands immediately left Johnny's shoulders and hugged his waist with all your might. "I don't want to die"

"You are not going to die, I would never allow it" Slowly, Johnny began to descend, remaining only a few meters from the grass. "You are special to me"

"Do you say that to all the people you ride on your broom?"

"Honestly, you are the only person I have taken with me to fly on my broom." For a moment, your eyes widened against his back. Then you looked up and your eyes met his when Johnny looked back over his shoulder. "That's why I'm a little nervous. I ... I really like you. From the first moment I saw you I knew you would be special to me. You are ... Just ... Wow, I don't know how to explain it"

You couldn't believe it, you really couldn't. The captain of the Hufflepuff's team, the man for whom the whole castle surrendered at his feet, the great Johnny Suh was in love with you? Unable to help it, you started laughing like a child at the strange and still wonderful situation, but when you looked at Johnny again he seemed down.

Before he could turn to look away from yours, you took his cheeks with both hands and you gave him a clumsy kiss full of emotions. Because of the surprise of your action, Johnny lost all concentration and his broom stopped flying, beginning to plummet towards the grass.

Within seconds, they were both rolling on the floor with a smile painted on each of their lips.

First of all, you two are the last people anyone expected to get together because you have a low profile, you are only known by a few wizards and witches, and well... Johnny is Johnny. It takes a little time but eventually the other students are used to it.

He would make you die for laughing too much.

Johnny likes to shop at Diagon Alley with you, both of you can spend hours looking at the different stores.

High-key loves it when you rest your head in his shoulder after a tiring day. He would wrap his arms around your waist and he would smile tenderly at your cuteness while you hide yourself in his neck.

"You have this incredible way of making my heart happy"

Compliments you a lot.

He can spend hours watching you in the dungeons making potions, he's really addicted to the way your eyes shine when you do what you love.

"Out of sight but baby you're wonderful"

You are his cheerleader, even when Hufflepuff faces Slytherin. He dedicates all the points he makes to you in his Quidditch matches and sometimes he flies over the stands where you are, and he gives you a quick kiss.

Vines references that you don't understand so he has to explain them to you.

You two complement each other very well and you are constantly learning things from each other to improve yourself. Thanks to Johnny, you are a little more sociable and have new friends that you never thought you would have.

"I need you like a heart needs a beat"

Pillow fights.

THE TALLEST COUPLE IN THE CASTLE. Just by seeing you, the new students are intimidated by your presence but once they know you they consider both of you as older brothers and, whenever they need something, they come to you.

You're always together, he drags you to parties and wherever he goes (as long as you want to go).

[okeymakeydude]

Request by @just-here-for-humor

Hope you like it!

Engie

"Darlin', we can be the shortest ones of the team together."

Dell never imagined meeting someone smaller than him. It was a surprise, but that wasn't gonna change anything. He'd treat them like part of the nobility.

Feeling bad for being short? Engie to the rescue! He'd tell 'em all the advantages of being like that and encourage them that everything has its positive side. He'd kiss their forehead and smile, looks like it's story time! Like when he infiltrated between the enemy without being seen.

"Ya don't need a disguise kit when the enemy can't even see their feet."

Pyro.

Being short isn't gonna save you from the hugs ad they loves givin em! Tall or small, that doesn't mean any diference to Pyro, for them, their S/O is just like other merc but the special one!

The perfect couple in the war! Defending and protecting each other, like a big combo, Pyro trusts enough to know that their S/O can handle it even alone but, that doesn't stop them to be their guardian and showing their love giving their partner some presents!

Sleepover! A castle made of blankets, cushions, pillows and with the help of chairs. No one will be able to enter their fortress. Just the two of them playing and talking!

Heavy.

"... Heavy must protect you."

At first he would be careful, i mean, he is the tallest, the biggest and the strongest of the team, he would be a little afraid of hurting them but in time he will relax.

His love needs to go somewhere? Don't worry anymore, he'll take you anywhere. He'll put em on his shoulders and start walking. Need to reach something? want to see something but there are too many people? The same. He will help in every way possible.

"Don't scare little one or i promise i will crush you." He's not going to be able to avoid getting protective if he sees his S/O being harassed by someone. Just standing behind them will be enough to intimidate that person.

Scout.

"yo— catch this!"

He's not going to avoid it, he's going to be one of those who scoff at the height of his S/O. Like taking something from them and putting it on high places, sometimes he goes so far that it's too late for him to notice. He will deeply apologize for it.

For his love of sport, he would teach them the advantages of being small in that matter, they can become better than tall ones. He would be very happy if his partner was interested in playing his favorite game; baseball.

"Freaking unbelievable! A homerun!" He would not hesitate to put his arm around them and embrace them, then lift them up with great joy. "See? I told ya! You're great!"

Soldier.

"What's the matter, private? That isn't gonna work on me!"

Sorry but... Being short mean nothing to Solly, he believes that everyone has the same advantages and everything else is an excuse, so he will not hesitate to encourage his S/O to do anything and help... in his own way: screaming.

Like Heavy, need go somewhere? Soldier to the rescue! Again is his own way, he would wrap his arm around their waist and with a proud smile, begin to do rocket jumps to the place they wanted. Even he likes to brag about his ability to make those jumps.

"Aha! We did it! You did it, comrade!"

Demoman.

"Oooh yer the perfect heigh for a armrest!"

Another who will laugh and make jokes about their height, yet will know when to stop and apologize. He doesn't want to offend them, just make them laugh a little and not feel bad about how they are.

He'd be all day letting them know that they're perfect as they are. There's something good for being small, right? And he would express his love through little kisses and hugs. Even if he's drunk, it won't stop him from knowing how much he loves them.

"See? I knew ye would be great doing it!"

Sniper.

"Need something, roo?"

Respect from this man. He became much taller than his mother and knows in advance what the disadvantages of being short are, and is on the lookout for them. However, he knows that they aren't different than anyone else.

Both of them would laugh about the big difference in height, especially when Sniper notices how long their legs are. His hugs would be very long-lasting, he would like to extend his arms around their neck and hide his head on their shoulder. That makes him sometimes nostalgic.

With a soft and low voice he would say " Yer pretty for me, stop feeling bad, okay?"

Medic.

"vant me to see it from your point of view?"

Look, he doesn't know when stop and even giving him warnings isn't gonna change something, he bent his knees to talk to his S/O and that's when he got the last one. A knee in his stomach was enough to make him realize his mistake and he drop to the floor.

He's fine with a couple shorter than him, it's not like it's anything unusual, however, it's not going to be strange if it's the tenth time he's offered to do some experiments to make em taller. He'd be a little frustrated to get a "no" as an answer.

"Ooh please, just i little one!"

Spy.

"Looks like it's time to buy some things."

Feeling bad just for being short? Sorry but Spy's mood be like "i'm about to end this person's whole career". This man WILL make you love yourself yes or yes, without excepcions. He loves his beloved one and he will show it.

They both would go shopping and he would advise them if they needed it, they are just as beautiful as anyone else. I would also teach him through practice that being short is not a bad thing, there are many things to discover.

"Oh, mon amour, you'd make a great spy."

Masterlist

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[hansols-yoda-boxers]

yessss i get so happy when people recognize how attractive woozi is!! so many people write him off because he's short which is horrible. let's be real, if he was taller everyone and their mama would be thirsting over his body because he's ripped and has wide ass shoulders. i for one am happy he's short and i would be just as happy if he wasn't. who the fuck cares jesus christ. it's not like you can change your height. it's not like how tall you are has a link to how nice you are or whether you help old ladies cross the street. it's genetics we can't change so why is everyone so hung up on it. i also hate when everyone pushes the cute label in his face because it's so obviously linked to the fact that he's short. like yeah he has his cute moments, but he's a grown man leave him alone. let him rest. i'd be pissed if every moment of every day everybody was calling me cute and dismissing my authority. he's my bias because i love his personality. i'm also the type of person who finds inteligence, ambition and emotional openness to be incredibly attractive. that's what drew me in. then i realized how insanely talented he was and that i'm really into his humor. and on top of that you have his very unique visual, that i can't place in any visual category. and boom, that's my guy. he's hot and you're all just scared because he isn't the tallest. stop it, get some help. and when you've let go of your toxic beliefs, come seek us big brained people. we might forgive you for your sins. sincerely, a jihoon lover who's over it

Okay I have many thoughts so let me try and organize them lmao.

So the short and cute things go hand in hand. Now I know the fandom didn’t just decide he’s cute one day. To be completely fair he was typecast as “the small cute one” by the company upon debut. It’s a thing they do to make it easier to get into the group. Some of the stereotypes are super easy to recognize. Seungcheol is the leader and “Dad” of the group, Jeonghan is the mom, Seokmin is a the sunshine member who’s always happy, Soonyoung as the hyper one, Seungkwan is the sassy one, Chan is the maknae on top, and so on. Some of these stuck around but of course ones like Minghao being the “cool cutie” were going to be easily outgrown as the group matured. And they’ve addressed it themselves. Wonwoo saying that he likes getting chances to share his thoughts and feelings. Seungkwan pointing out that because Mingyu is deemed a visual by the company is role is essentially “shut up and look pretty” even though he actually has a lot to say but doesn’t get to talk or speak his mind nearly as much as Seungkwan.

So when new fans in particular see him as cute it doesn’t surprise me. I mean they push it even to these days, using his cutest moments and adding little squeaky sound effects here and there in Going SVT to reinforce that he’s the cute one. It doesn’t surprise me that that’s the first thing people say. Heck the first video my friend every showed me of him was the oppaya aegyo. And I like cute so I ended up looking up more about him lol. 

All of that being said, I think most of us have been in the fandom long enough to know that he is more than that. I do get a bit sad when the only thing people say about him is that he’s cute because he is all the other things you said. I mean I won’t comment on the muscles because they scare me I don’t really care about physical body with my sexuality (nor, I should point out, am I actually attracted to any idol. Like I can say Jihoon is good looking but I’m not sexually attracted to him or any other idol). But he is very smart, and kind, and really loving when he’s close to people. The whole team loves him to bits and he loves them and it really shows. He pours his whole heart and soul into this team and cares about it with everything he has and that’s probably my fav thing about him. So leaving it at “cute” 100% sucks (tho he is far from the only member that suffers from this). 

(I also get sad when people call them all talented and leave it at that without acknowledging hard work but I have a whole other rant on the “talent wall” but like ultimately I think he’s talented but I find the fact that he’s super hard working wayyyyyyy more cool and interesting than just talent.)

I don’t know though if I agree that people overlook him just because he’s short. Now maybe they totally do and I just hang out with the right people who don’t say shit like that, but what I’ve found about biases is that they choose you. You walk in blindly and one or more of them just drag you into their lane lol. I have a handful of tall girl friends and I do know that there can be a level of teasing and insecurity can arise from your height. And I feel like short boys have it just as bad, if not worse with the way people are about masculinity. Buuuuuut I don’t know how much that affects bias? I mean unless your biases are just “this is who I would date/fuck” which is... a really strange concept to me personally tbh. So I like your enthusiasm on the whole thing, though I’m not sure I feel the same about where it all stems from.

As for biases, every fandom has their favs. It’s a sad thing about being a fic writer that if I take a good idea and give it to a less popular member it will get overlooked point blank. Seventeen has it’s most popular, overall the hhu but particularly Wonwoo and Mingyu. I love them, don’t get me wrong, but like more than half the carats I know Wonwoo and/or Mingyu is the top of their bias list. They are both wonderful, but it does mean that when I write things for them it’ll get way more attention than for the others. As for Jihoon, he isn’t the most popular but he isn’t the least popular either. He sits in the middle ground a lot of the time. I wish they were all even and everyone loved them all equally but alas.

I am really glad that in the last couple years they have been breaking out of their roles here and there. Moments like Soonyoung’s Hit the Road episode really stand out to me and just his general insistence that he’s introverted and shy even though a lot of people don’t believe it and think who he is on stage is who he is irl (which, sidenote, I loved that he talked about performance headspace and stuff cuz it’s such a cool thing hehe). I know everyone will always have their favs and it’s all good, I do too even if I wanna even out my writing so they all get equal attention but I hope that them showing us more of themselves allows us to see them all more complexly.

In the end, I love the spirit, but I won’t be condemning anyone lol. Adn let’s not get into the topic of sin. I try to keep that off this blog sakdjlajsldka

[isimp4hawkz]

The Thief

(Hawks x Fem OC)

this is an old fic of mine, back when i first got into hawks (what have i become?) i never published it. please bear with my undeveloped writing :} and on behalf of my pre-obsessed self, i hope you enjoy reading this as much as i did writing it.

-Edited slightly-

-Not 100% canon-

-Some aspects may seem far fetched-

Words: 2k

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Hawks’ POV

Recently, I've been cycling through a continuous loop of circumstances whereas every time that I'm about a millisecond away from saving someone in danger- the same, new, and hot pro hero swoops in right on the knick of time and steals my shot.

A spontaneous looker of a woman who went by the hero name Tundra. I hadn't ever heard of her before the little debut she had as of last week, as goes with most rookies. But this one was quick to gain her prominence in this city.

Do I honestly care all that much? Not really.

I think it's cool when a brand new hero who's fresh out of their side-kicking days steps up and climbs through the ranks, earning themselves a little popularity with the citizens as they answer their calls for help.

And to be frank, I've been taking it easy these days. More than I usually would. Out on the beaches during the day, and partying all throughout the night. Free time was scarce for me. I definitely won't put off having a good time while I still can.

Sure, if someone happens to be in danger on the way to the club, or down on the twisting roads that lead down to the shore, I swoop in and save the day.

The locals around here had basically memorized my name from years of service, but I was afraid that my name had become a blur in the mixture of countless other hero's.

Hell, maybe I'm just being dramatic. It's not like they could actually forget me of course. I'm the number 2 hero in all of Japan, how could you forget me?

You'd think that taking a short hiatus would gain me some sort of up in demand from the fans, but it was the exact opposite of that. I had fallen down to 4th in the approval ratings, instead of remaining proud in my little silver throne.

All because of her...and my own laziness.

And then, I decided that that was enough fun...to some extent...for now at least. It was time to head back into the city, and reclaim my throne—or, at least try to.

I settled onto the roof of my favorite building, it was the tallest one around here. If I wanted to catch a crime in progress, here would be the optimal place to start, where I had an eagle eye view of the city.

It’s funny, being up on this tower reminds me all too much of when I first met the vixen for myself.

An interesting encounter it was.

This is how it went;

I grunted when my wings had suddenly twitched with premonition midair. It was a natural reaction that occurred when something was about to happen, usually abruptly without much warning, a small shiver that pulsated through every single one of my feathers in the blink of an eye.

Instantaneously, two flashes of white sped past me in a blur of haste, followed by a gust of wind that physically made me wobble in my flight.

Ahead of me now flew someone. With a pair of wings as white as snow itself, feathers littered with black markings.

"Woah-" I uttered as I regained my balance, blinking in shock.

They were soon just a barely vivible spec in the distance.

'Huh...Well that's new. Can't remember the last time I saw another winged person besides...'

That person's name was long since lost in my memories. Last I heard, they'd transferred to another hero agency in distant city.

I'd only shrugged it off.

It was best to just continue my leisurely flight. I was in no rush, after all. I've waited this long to get back into the game, what's a few spare minutes of taking my time got on me?

The office building stood tall, barely piercing the sky. It's thin structure made it look like just the faintest breeze could make it topple.

A draft of wind blew viciously against me. It was much cooler up here, the air was naturally a bit thinner. Not that I wasn't used to it, but it had been well over a week since I'd gone here.

I exhaled peacefully as I took my perch on one of the building's edges, gazing down at the city. The sun was beginning to dip into the horizon, lighting the land with tranquil variants of orange and pink. People looked like mere ants from up here, scurrying aside toy vehicles.

The sunsets always looked so nice from here.

Most would see this as a time to be at home and prepare themselves for bed. But for a villain, it was happy hour. A time for iniquity to prosper in the shadows.

'Now then, let's see if we can find any-'

"Hey there." A voice had spoke from behind me, causing my feathers to stand on edge and bolt me into the air on instinct with one strong flap. I immediately whirled around, dumbfounded.

A woman stood before me. The pearly white pair of wings sprouting elegantly from her back and dotted with black markings taking me back to moments ago. They fluttered subtly as she studied me.

'That's strange...why didn't I sense her?'

She sported an inviting smile on her face, yet I could tell by the look in her eye that she was unsure of what to think of me. "Sorry for startling you. Come up here to wait for the stars?" She asks as she looks thoughtfully into the distant sky.

Her eyes shone a sharp grey that caught the sinking glow of the sun. The costume she wore wasn't exactly loose against her skin, ivory feathers imprinted into the fabric around her waist. Curves hugged in all the right places. Rather stunning.

'A hero?'

I must've been staring in a daze for too long, because she'd cleared her throat, shifting her weight from one leg to another in a little rocking motion.

I honestly didn't know what to think of her myself. I've never seen her before.

Mild curiosity somehow got the better of me in seconds. I'd've liked to get a bit of information off of her for my own self pleasure. A little flirtatious prodding would do the trick just fine.

"Now why would I waste my time lookin' up there when there's a much better view down here?"

She sucked in her cheek, never breaking eye contact with me as descended back down onto the platform so we were at the same level, hands dug deep in my pockets. Slapping on one of my signature lazy smirks, I continued, "So tell me, what's a beauty like yourself doin' all the way up here on this fine evening?"

My feathers had suddenly puffed up. It had startled me, but I managed to play it off with a small stretch.

That only happened whenever I wanted to give off a sense of superiority towards another individual, among other things.

She eyed my new display curiously. "Y'know, I could ask you the same—In fact I already did, actually—minus the little pick up line of course." She avoided the question, responding with a little quick-witted remark. It was hard to tell if she was hiding something, or if she's just being cautious.

"Well if you'd really like to know, I'm on duty. This is where I come to sort of survey everything."

She nodded, agreeing that that was a reasonable answer, and when I asked her about her own intentions, she responded with, "Oh, similar reasons. You're looking at a newbie trying to find her way in a foreign country, all while taking steps towards her dream of making something of herself.”

"New here huh? Excuse my manners, or lack of. Allow me to introduce myself. Wing Hero: Hawks." I gave her a curt bow, "Last time I checked, I'm still in the top 10 heroes in the country."

She gives me a strange look after taking my words into consideration. "Hawks..." The way my name rolled off her tongue as she sounded it aloud for herself made me swallow a lump. "In the top 10 you say? Never heard of ya—Granted, I've never really heard of anyone around these parts." She looked over into the horizon, rubbing her bicep. She seemed deliberately captivated by the colors settling onto the land.

'So she claims to be new to the country...'

I wouldn't doubt it too much. The honey color etched across her skin would definitely make others think twice about where she's from. There's also a small accent lingering at the back of her tone, I find it sexy.

Still, I'm rather curious about her, so I'll say something a bit more patronizing as an experiment, testing the waters or whatever. I bring my arms behind my head, looking over at the sunset. "Don't feel bad about being in the blind side. A newbie wouldn't know much about me in the first place unless they're some kind of huge fan, or even a stalker."

Then the look that burgeoned in her eye enthralled me. A corrosive flare. It spoke clear words. 'I don't like when people assume things about me.'

I almost bit my lip. 'That's hot.'

She sighed out nasally. "I can assure you, I'm neither one of those. Owl hero: Tundra." She barely spat that out as she crossed her arms, unintentionally making her breasts bulge in their bindings. "I've been on official duty in this city for over 72 hours now." She looked aside.

'Well that explains the wings.' Wouldn't a quirk like that be manifested from up North? But her skin and accent...She's a living cocktail.

And so I pressed on, chuckling. "I knew it. That cluelessness is bound to stem from lack of experience."

She raised an eyebrow as she met my eyes again. "Excuse me?"

The calmness in her voice was almost unsettling. It threw me for a loop. I genuinely can't think of any other female I've meet who could keep such a level-headed reaction up while being involuntarily insulted.

Those reactions were coaxing me to push her buttons. 'Let's see how far you'd go to remain in complete, professional control...'

"Don't take it personally, pigeon, it's just a fact." I was mostly betting on the bold assumption that she wouldn't take that nickname too kindly, and boy was I right.

"Pigeon?-" Her eyes flared along with a trembling fluff of her feathers. From the back of her throat came a short, rumbling sound resembling a hoot. Telling me I was crossing boundaries in a coherent avian language. Her pupils constricted, staring daggers straight through me.

'Hm. Definitely got bird of prey in her. Or maybe that's just her.'

I cooed mockingly in response, my wings unfurling widely to fan at her. Come at me.

The tension in the air weighed a ton as we stared each other down like natural enemies for a few lengthy seconds.

She seemed to have taken that as a challenge, but to my disappointment, she was quick to recompose herself, allowing her once erect feathers to relax against her back with a curt roll of her shoulders. Her eyes dilated back, though still a bit on the small side as she looked at me. I could feel it in every barb of my feathers, she was ready to tackle me a few moments ago.

It was sad to say that I found myself mildly disappointed. Mildly because to put it short, that reaction would've had my tail wagging if I were a dog. Well worth the effort it took to bring it to light.

She huffed out a breath. "You know what? I should probably be on my way. I'm wasting my time here. Good evening, Hawk man."

And with that, she calmly whirled around, unintentionally flashing me a great view of her juicy thighs and ass as she stormed off to the edge of the building, not forgetting to dramatically spread her wings.

Every step she took made those thighs shake. Holy fuck.

I had to will myself to not stop her. This urging curiosity to know more about this woman was certainly bubbling in its wake. Can't be the last time I'll see her. I don't think I'd allow it, actually.

She didn't look back as she jumped off the edge of the building, swooping down into the depths of the city.

I sighed, eyes promptly returning to study the calmness below. 'She's got a bit of a fire to her, doesn't she?'

"I'll stick a bit of a fire up your ass." A faint slur of mumbles drifted through the wind, making me blink confusedly as it reached my ears.

When I turned to look, there was no one.

[strawberry011me]

Ｗｅｌｃｏｍｅ

Ｄｉｎｎｅｒ Ｐｔ． １

Warning: contains feederism and weight gain.

• Couple: Jungkook x Yoongi

• Feede: Jungkook

• Feeder: Yoongi

☁︎

Yoongi has a not so casual encounter with his neighbor.

☁︎

Yoongi left his apartment going to the elevator, he needed food urgently, since days ago his family had warned him that he would come to eat. When he got out of the elevator, he saw a person surrounded by boxes talking to Mina, the receptionist. When he got closer, he noticed the beauty of the guy who was there, tall, with brown hair and a very cute face, he blushed when he analyzed it "Mina, I'm going to the supermarket, do you want something?" he asked knowing that today the girl had a night shift "Don't worry Yoongi, I bring food, by the way Jungkook will be your neighbor" replied the girl pointing to the taller one who was no longer paying attention "Well Mina, I'm leaving, I'll go back inside in a little while ”he turned around and started walking towards the supermarket. "Who is Mina?" Jungkook spoke turning to see her when she could no longer see the cute boy "I told you he was going to be your new neighbor and his name is Yoongi" Jungkook upon hearing the name smiled and thanked.

☁︎

Upon entering the supermarket, he grabbed a cart and walked down the aisles picking up ingredients for dinner. When he paid, he returned to the apartments and entered, entered the elevator, when he reached his apartment, he opened the door and entered. He went to the kitchen starting to prepare everything.

While on the other side Jungkook was taking out some things from the boxes, he noticed a very exquisite food smell, he unconsciously left and continued on the way until he hit his nose with the door. He rubbed his nose trying to ease the pain of the sudden blow. When he opened his eyes he found the cute boy he saw at the reception looking at him strangely "Do you need something?" said the pale.

"U-uh, sorry, I've been unpacking for a long time and haven't eaten anything since breakfast" he mentioned something embarrassed scratching the back of his neck, Yoongi smiled "Oh, and are you very hungry?" Seeing that the other nodded, he spoke again: "Okay, my family just told me they won't be able to come and prepare a lot of food that I can't finish myself."

Jungkook entered with pleasure and sat in the chair looking at countless dishes that looked and smelled delicious. The taller one was impatient, he wanted to start eating, but he couldn't be rude, so I wait for Yoongi. When the pale man sat down and said he could start, he took some chicken, mashed potatoes, spaghetti, bread, and some stir-fried vegetables and put them on his plate.

He started eating the chicken and when he tasted it, he groaned with pleasure at how good it was. The other one at the table, Yoongi, saw him eat blushing, he looked so cute and sexy when he enjoyed his food, he bit his lip to say nothing and not interrupt him.

Jungkook in a short time finished with the few pieces of chicken that he had put on the plate and continued with the mashed potatoes adding a sauce, when he finished giving way to the vegetable adding the sauce that was there and in the end he began to eat the delicious spaghetti of four cheeses. When he finished he saw Yoongi give him a glass of beer and he took it in one gulp belching in the process and blushing "S-sorry"

"Don't worry, was everything alright? Shall I serve you more?"

Jungkook upon seeing Yoongi's hospitality nodded. The shorter one began to serve the same, but in greater quantity than before, he wanted to see how far his guest went. Jungkook gladly received the plate and began to eat it. Yoongi only saw how his shirt began to tighten and how his pants were becoming somewhat tight. After a few minutes, Jungkook finished his plate again, secretly rubbing his swollen belly, maybe he had gone a little too far, but it was worth it.

"Are you already full? Too bad the dessert was still missing, but I can save it for tomorrow, I will have to eat it by myself," Yoongi said entering with a chocolate cake. The taller man's eyes flashed and he replied, "Maybe a slice wouldn't hurt." The pale man, seeing him smile, served him a large portion, leaving the plate in front of him with a large glass of milk. The taller one swallowed when he saw the amount of cake, but when he saw Yoongi's eyes he began to eat with pleasure.

Having a few tablespoons to finish, Yoongi asked "Are you okay? Do you want me to put it away and take you to your apartment?" "No, I just need a few minutes." Yoongi seemed somewhat concerned, but at the same time excited, he loved how his button called for help and how his shirt was completely wrapped around Jungkook's belly.

When he finished all the cake and milk, the boy couldn't move, leaned his head on the chair and asked, "Yoongi, can I stay a few more minutes? I don't think I can get up."

"Oh Jungkook, you ate too much, you don't need to go back to your apartment, stay in mine, I can take you to the guest room" The tallest nodded without much thought. Yoongi waited a few minutes and then tried to lift him up.

"God ... I'm so full ..." The pale try not to moan as he felt Jungkook's weight, he lifted him up and laid him down carefully taking off his shirt when he saw his belly swollen, he also unbuttoned the button noting how his belly expanded a little more "Mhg ..." Jungkook gasped when he no longer felt his belly tighten.

Yoongi sat next to him and started rubbing the belly of the tallest. Jungkook blushed "Y-You don't have to do this"

"No problem, you're in pain, the least I can do is this" Jungkook allowed the caresses to take him to sleep in no time. As Yoongi left, he felt the other hand was throwing him onto the bed, knocking him down. Yoongi was going to protest when Jungkook hugged him and glued him to his swollen belly. Yoongi, feeling the quality of this, leaned back hugging Jungkook without crushing his belly.

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Here ends the first part, I hope you like it♡

[sorry-but-no-sorry]

Treat Yo Self (parody)

[V.I.L.E Academy, dormitory]

Antonio was reading peacefully on his bed, when suddenly a hand grabbed the book and took it way.

He lifted his head to face the one who stole his precious manuscript.

“Three words for you:” said the thief with a heavy French accent.

“Treat.Yo.Self.”

Antonio’s face lighten up, oh yes, it was finally happening!

They work really hard to get this opportunity and it finally payed of.

They were both chanting “Treat Yo self” when the youngest of their classmates walked up to them with a confused look on her face.

“Uhm What’s going on ?” Asked Blacksheep with a small giggle

“Professor Bellum let us have the week end off the island, Antonio and I are going to spend them treating ourselves.” He then looked at his partner.

“What do we treat ourselves to?”

“Clothes.”

“Treat yourself.”

“Movies.”

“Treat yourself.”

“Massages.”

“Treat yourself.”

“Edible food.”

“Treat yourself.”

“Good opportunity to pickpocket tourists.”

“Treat yourself! It's going to be the best weekend of the year.”

They then proceeded to chant “the best weekend of the year” in unison.

Blacksheep was a bit jealous, they had a chance to step outside the only world she knew, but hey, at least she got her mysterious friend, Player, to keep her company.

She wished them a fun trip and went on with her day.

[Agility class, 24h Before TYS event]

Jean-Paul noticed that his friend seemed troubled. Like he had something on his mind.

“Are you alright mon ami ?” He asked with a bit of worry in his voice.

“Jean, I got a question.”

“Yes ? What is it”

“What do you think about... inviting the quiet kid to come along with us tomorrow ?”

“What? Noo! This is our thing !“ with a yelled whisper.

“But he really seems like he could use some days off.” He proceeded to look at said person, who was unluckily paired with the American girl. “He's like a skinny little rubber band that's about to snap in half.”

“Exactly. He doesn't know how to relax. There's no way He can keep up with us.”

“Oh come on, please ?” He looked at his best friend with pouting face

“Antonio, don’t you dare !” Antonio’s Puppy eyes... He loved him but also hated him when he was using it against him...

[Canary island, neighboring V.I.L.E paradise]

Antonio came out of a clothing booth with a new attire.

“I really want this shirt, and I like this crystal beetle, but it's expensive and there's no use for it.”

The red head looked to the other cabin where a head picked out of the curtains.

“Mec.Treat yourself.” He then opens the thick fabrics revealing a very strange choice for an outfit. Leaving their third party more confused that before.

“Velvet slippies, cashmere socks, velvet pants, cashmere turtle. I'm a cashmere-velvet candy cane.”

Antonio walked up to him and with a (sarcastic) angry voice:

“date el gusto.”

The skinny rubber bad boy lifted his hand next to his head and signed

‘this is insane.’ With an annoyed look on his face.

[later]

“Alors Ed Sheeran, did you buy anything for yourself today?” Asked the tallest thief to their mute classmate.

He answered by showing a pack of socks.

“Plain white socks? That's not a treat! Antonio ! Get me away from him !” With a fake shocked expression, totally no meaning what he said.

“Mira. Maybe this is our version of treat yourself day and he needs to do his version.”

“What are you talking about?” Said Jean-Paul with a confused look, for once the silent classmate seemed to agree with him.

The Hispanic sighed and placed a hand on his aphonic companion.

“Escuchar mae, if you could blow big money on one thing, not sock money, what would it be?”

He thought for a brief moment, then smiled.

[costume shop]

The red head came out of the cabin, wearing black shoes and pants, a grey and black turtleneck, adjusting a beret with porcelain white gloves, partially hiding a (temporary) painted face.

He looked at his classmates in an awkward silence, hoping one of them would they something.

Thankfully, Jean-Paul opened his mouth.

“Oh, mon dieu ! Oh, mon dieu! Oh, mon dieu ! This is a whole new level of nerd.”

Visibly hurt, he proceeded to tops his right hand on his left while pointing with indexes :

‘You are right.’

‘This is ridiculous.’

‘What am I doing?’

“Wait. No, no, no, no. I mean that in a good way, Mon pote. Listen to me, you're part of the treat yourself team now, okay?” He got closer to him.

“If that costume somehow makes you happy, you're gonna buy it. And you're gonna wear it out of the store, okay? You're gonna treat yourself.”

He looked at his tall friend like as if it was the first time someone said something nice to him.

‘Yeah, you know what?’

‘I'm going to do that.’

‘I'm going to-‘ he felt tears coming up his painted eyes. His hands were slightly shaking.

‘I got to treat myself.’

‘Thanks, you guys.’ He let out a small sob.

‘Thank you.’

‘I really needed this.’ Smalls tears started to erase his temporary makeup.

‘I'm going to treat myself.’

Jean-Paul patted his signing camarade’s back. Then Antonio finally open his mouth:

“Uh-oh. The mime is crying.”

[imagine-allthethings]

Hello! Could I please ask for Naruto, OP and OPM match up? I'm straight female, aquarius and typical INFJ. I'm very empathetic, so how I act mostly depends on people I'm with. I like to cheer people up, because I don't like seeing anyone in bad mood, even though I myself usually lack support. But that's because I keep almost everything important for me to myself, until I trust somebody enough. I enjoy deep conversations (even though I don't look like it), playing piano, painting... 1/3 ?!?

…swimming, my humor is pretty weird- mostly memes, things suddenly flying into space while X files theme plays, and so on- I also seem pretty strange, scary, and a bit sadistic??? (SCOOBY DOO DID THAT TO ME, I SWEAR) My favourite animal is Hyena, and I enjoy creepy stories and scaring people XP It’s just so fun! Despite that all I’m patient, lazy, slow and even smart at times! :D When it comes to appearance, I have shoulder length wavy chestnut coloured hair, same coloured eyes with long.. 2/3

..eyelashes. I’m 175cm tall. :P And It pretty sucks. I always say that I don’t need people in my life, sometimes even push potential love interests away, but that’s just to ease the feeling of loneliness and fear of rejection, cuz I don’t think someone could possibly like me the way I would love him. :/ Oh well, sorry that it’s so long! I’m excited about your blog, and expect some asks from me! Have a great day, greetings from Czech republic! 💖

Thank you for you patience @bar10du!!

I’d ship you with Chojuro!

Chojuro is a pretty shy boy and he would definitely have to rely on you, a least a little bit, for some cheering up; he definitely does not have the best self-confidence. However, this is made up by his fierce loyalty and selflessness. He would act like the support you feel you lack, he’s likely devoted to his partner as much as he is the 5th Mizukage. He wants to protect and nurture your smile. He’s just super sweet okay? 

He would devote a lot of time to making you fell comfortable with him. He understands the need to push people away somewhat but he’s stubborn enough to stick by you until he gets the opportunity to break through those walls. 

He’s 100% a listener and would love to hear you talk for a long time; he’s rather smart so when he feels there is an opportunity he will interject and add to the conversation.

He’s not much of an artist but he does appreciate your paintings. He would, however, love to go swimming. Maybe a nice compromise would be a painting of the ocean or something that reminds him of the sea. That would definitely be the type of special gift he couldn’t bring himself not to show to everyone in his life. 

He won’t get your sense of humor right away but he gives it his best shot. Eventually, he comes to love memes. He’s not great at finding ones that aren’t stale but he still tries.

He’s a bit shorter than you, sure, but it doesn’t really bother him too much, he’s well aware that he’s not the tallest man in the world. He’s a fan of the chestnut colored hair and eyes, as it’s something that contrasts his blue hair and the blue of the water he loves. 

I’d ship you with Garou!

Even though he would find it hard to make that initial connection with another person, once he does his feelings are very hard to shake off. He’s definitely not a “good guy” in the series but he does have a very strict standard of morals he holds for himself. 

This morals keep him out of doing some of the things the Monster Association would consider normal, like murdering heroes, but he would be unlikely to attack you. Hunting down humans, and kids, it’s just not his thing. A soft spot, you might say. He does, however, need an earful every once in awhile to set him straight. 

His morals are a thing which might not be particularly flawed in his opinion but they are set in past miseries. Your personality type seems to indicate you might have the stuff to help him onto a different path. 

He is also analytical enough to pick up on your moods and demand that you take care of yourself and leave him be for a bit if his issues become too difficult to take care of. He’s kinda a tsun, I think.

He kinda looks like a wolf, and wolves kinda look like Hyenas. Kinda. 

Y’all are nearly the same height, but his hair wings make him way taller; given that said hair wings don’t get wet. Other than that, he’s about 3 centimeters taller, I’m pretty sure. Sure, he’s not the tallest but hugs are much easier when you’re the same height. 

You bring some much needed color into this pair and he appears to dress very mono chromatically.

Biggest hurdle is the running away from relationships, as you both have some issue with that. Some outside help may be needed. Good thing he has a smol child friend.

I’d ship you with Mihawk!

Mihawk is the quietest of the three, but he’s not quiet in the same way as Chojuro. He’s not too empathetic, he instead comes off as an overly apathetic character. He’s rather serious but the combination of your brand of humor and personality helps him open up a bit more.

His smile and laughter, when he ever decides to show it, is usually directed in your direction. The dark and quirky nature of your humor is something he finds particularly amusing; it’s not something he would immediately expect from someone as cheerful as you seem to be. The memes, he might have expected, but the interest in the macabre is a welcomed surprise. It makes you different, something that catches this quiet mans eye.

Dracule is the type to listen to your thoughts, only adding to them when he felt it necessary. Deep conversations aren’t his forte, but he will get more and more into as he warms up to you more and more.  

He works as a ever stable rock that grounds you when your empathy pit falls and he never fails to remind you that are important and should take care of yourself. He may not say much, but he is adamant about that. 

Listening to you play the piano is something that he greatly enjoys in his down time, it never fails to relax him after a long and hard day of sailing and fighting. It’s one of those things that causes deep sighs and warm glances. 

It usually softens him up to the point where he would be more receptive to physical affection. It’s something he might seek actively while you are playing by leaning over you and rubbing your shoulders. 

Hi, so this has been in the inbox forever and I’m kinda starting from the bottom to fill our queue. I’ve not seen One Punch Man or One Piece so I’m a bit shaky on these and I definitely never got that deep into Naruto… I do think these are great choice though.. I hope you enjoy, our Czech Republic friend! ♥(ˆ⌣ˆԅ) - Mod Trash