#The parts of him that people tend to forget in favor of how he goes after Esmerelda

[bonefall]

so was ashfur just like sitting up in starclan plotting his really good dishonor titles while he watched people live their lives or is he just. lowkey a really excellent namer. actually how taboo would it be for a leader to have a friend of theirs come up with names bc the friend is better at it. that would be so funny

It's actually not taboo at all for someone else to come up with the name, as long as the leader makes it official! In fact, every leader probably has a couple of cats of high status (deputy, patrol head) that they run names by.

If the leader has fully outsourced it may be a bit insulting, like, "oh so you don't want to do your sacred duty??" But kept quiet or done respectfully, that's totally allowed. The leader simply has the holy authority to set the names.

(I like keeping name "rules" loose because I try to stress that names are very personal and dependant on the leader. A Star who knows they are uncreative and has someone they can trust to do this with them? That's a wonderful way to show something meaningful about the character and the way they rule!)

I can see Blackstar doing this with Russetfur.

Anyway... yeah, Ashfur is lowkey just a really creative person. His skill with his absolutely SCATHING Dishonor Titles is that he is FILLED with spite. He looks for something that will HURT his victim and crafts a name around it.

And he doesn't need a ton of "prep time." He came up with Clearface on the spot. She started calling him out on wanting punishments for people who had already paid for their crimes or done nothing wrong, and his gaze was clear and almost considerate, as if he was thinking about her words.

In truth, her little speech was all the time he needed to come up with something that would emotionally obliterate her on the spot.

Not that it was hard to find it for Blossomfall. She oozes insecurity, in his mind. The way she leans on her family. How she does nothing alone. Betrayed her Clan twice, ay? Ha. That isn't the action of someone truly self-assured.

Twigbranch was also easy. She's always apologizing. Eager to please, suggestible. Ashfur has heard she can stand up for herself, yes, so simply plant a seed in her mind. Make her think she's stupid, tell her to pay attention to her claws, and she will make them fumble all on her own.

And that was important for breaking some of the coalition between her and Alderheart. All the cats who are close with the Cleric's den are troublesome. So it's important-- construct a Blasphemy problem. Or, bring attention to it, really.

BB!Ashfur DOES believe in what he's doing. This isn't JUST incel entitlement like canon! Incel entitlement is part of it, but secondary. He really believes that the Clans have strayed from the righteous path.

Openly challenging a leader, defying the will of StarClan, all this inability to prove their honor in battle... he'll fix it. And he means it. These cats are becoming unruly heathens and he will snap them back into line.

Squilf is a bonus, really. The minute it's between her and his wider goals, his goals will win out.

[demonicchicken1121]

Alastor, Rosie, and Cannibal Town: an Analysis (I’m fucking at it (Alastor Posting) again)

Ok I know that a lot of people have already been talking about this, but I really want to analyze Alastors behavior in cannibal town and how it’s so much different than how he behaves literally anywhere else.

Alastors true motives, personality, opinions, etc are widely debated in the fandom. Does he actually care about Charlie or the hotel? What’s his beef with Lucifer? Why did he make a deal and who was it with? Al is such a mysterious and closed off character, and his demeanor changes so frequently that no one in or out of universe really knows much about him. I personally think that the closest we get to seeing Alastor in his truest and most authentic self is when he’s in cannibal town.

From the moment they arrive, Alastors demeanor changes dramatically, even from a few moments before, when Charlie was venting about her relationship issues. He seems genuinely excited to be there and see Rosie, to the point where he seems to forget he brought Charlie here for a reason (hell I think he forgets Charlie is even there at a few points.)

Al and Rosie HAVE seen each other since he returned to hell, at the overlord meeting, but they didn’t really have the time to interact. Even so, they are so in tune with each other. This man was gone for seven years and here they are gaslight gatekeep girlbossing like nothing happened.

But once they actually have the opportunity to interact outside of the overlord meeting they’re super excited to catch up. The only other time he shows this much enthusiasm to see someone is with Mimzy, but things quickly goes south when she puts the hotel is danger. Alastors friendship with mimzy feels very onesided, and it seems that she only shows up when she needs something. While Alastor and Rosie clearly ask each other for favors, it feels a lot more equal in a way where they each get an equal amount of benefit.

And while we haven’t seen much of them yet, I get the vibe that they hang out in their free time and respect each others boundaries and schedules. I think Al went through cannibal town hoping to see her in the prequel comic, but figured she was busy after the extermination and instead asked some of the residents to say hello on his behalf. But that’s just a theory, a gam-

Also just a little thing I noticed, when rosie is joking about Charlie being too young for Alastor, Charlie looks visibly annoyed, but Alastors body language and expression don’t change. He tends to react relatively strongly when anyone (Angel) makes a move on him or assumes he’s dating anyone, but I think he knows Rosie well enough to know she’s joking.

Alastor lets his guard down so much in this part of the episode. He’s really in his element and his behavior seems so natural and genuine.

I love how he’s so willing to just roast Susan. Every iconic duo has that one person they fucking hate and will not be subtle about how much they fucking hate them. It’s especially funny with alastor, who’s usually really pretentious and passive aggressive when he insults someone, but with Susan it’s just

“✨Ornery old bitch?✨” also this is the only time in the entire series that alastor swears in a genuinely humorous way. In almost every other example, he is trying to intimidate someone or piss them off, and also when his staff was broken.

And speaking of his staff, I think it was actually a big deal that Alastor let Charlie use it, even tho it was for a very short time. This does show that whether or not he actually cares about her, Alastor does have a certain amount of trust and respect for Charlie. Despite that, I don’t think he would have done this if he wasn’t in cannibal town and with Rosie. The staff is clearly very important to him and likely holds some amount of his power, given how he reacted when it was broken.

As weird as this sentence is out of context, I think Alastor feels very safe in cannibal down. Rosie and probably the other cannibals genuinely like and respect him. it speaks volumes that not only he let Charlie use his staff, but he put himself in the position that would leave him vulnerable to Rosie if Charlie were to turn on him. While he knows it’s highly unlikely that would happen, I think it’s still worth noting that he intentionally left himself in such a vulnerable position in cannibal town and nowhere else.

Something else interesting I noticed, is that “ready for this” is one of the only songs that Alastor is interacting with another character, and isn’t competing for the spotlight. He is walking all over Vox in “stayed gone”, and getting walked all over by Lucifer in “Hells greatest dad”, but here, he’s very in tune with everyone else. He and Rosie are on equal footing and he feels secure enough to fade into the background a bit, harmonizing with the cannibals and letting Charlie take the lead.

So yeah, I feel like Cannibal town is alastors home in hell. His relationship with Rosie is probably the most positive relationship he has in the whole show. I think viv has mentioned that Alastor wasn’t a cannibal before he died, and I’m not sure if that’s still canon, but if it is, I can definitely see him becoming a cannibal when he became friends with Rosie. I can also see Rosie being one of his first friends in hell, maybe they even rose to power together. I’m clearly getting into some more speculative headcanons because I do what I want, but I’m putting them in their own section.

Now for headcanons with little to no substantial evidence ✨✨✨

I do actually really like the idea that they became friends very quickly and rose to power together. I like the idea that they were friends before Alastor became this super powerful force in hell. It also makes sense that he would trust someone who wanted to be his friend back when people weren’t constantly asking for favors or testing his power. Bc I do think that there was a short period of time between him arriving in hell and rising to power. (I have a lot of ideas about how he got his powers which probably will get its own post, but to brief, he wasn’t super powerful when he arrived in hell.) it makes sense that him and Rosie would have become friends in that period.

When he did start rising to power, I think Rosie would have guided him, given that he was a relatively new sinner. She would help him find overlords to target, possibly even letting him recruit cannibals to help him take them down. After he was finished broadcasting their screams, he would return their bodies to Rosie for her to sell. Maybe any cannibals who helped him would get discounts or first pickings.

This makes sense to me bc not only would it help explain why Alastor has never seen Rosie as a rival or a target, but also it would help explain why they’re so close. Nothing builds a friendship better than overthrowing incredible forces of power. Also they totally square dance on the weekends.

Viv please I need an episode that’s nothing but these two dicking around in cannibal town for twenty minutes.

[bluerockcandy]

Ok but like picture this:

CW is the personification of time, hes a time god, so while he can stop time, speed up, slow down, he isnt always consciously aware of the speed of time. BUT, lets think of time as a part of him. So, when he likes people, wants them to succeed, even peripherally, time seems to be in their favor.

People often say oh time flies when you’re having fun and drags when you’re not. What if this were actually true. CW isnt always focusing on the people he likes, but time is him so it also favors these people. They will always just make it to class right before the bell or save someone just in time, an attack will be a second too slow.

For danny, however, CW is basically a grandfather. CW loves danny. So time is like an eager puppy that wants to please him. If hes having fun with his friends and thinks, i wish it could always be like this, time fucking dilates for him, it really does go slower. When hes bored time speeds up just a little bit.

That was a long ass lead up to my fic idea but anywayss. Imagine danny gets old, time passes, but not really for him. Its probably a mix of being a ghost and CW being his grandfather, but hes stopped aging at some point. He loses his sense of time. When its always stopping and starting and speeding along and slowing down, it tends to lose some of its meaning. So he lives and lives until one day he realizes the world has completely changed around him. He’s become something of a homebody, staying in his home for months at a time, imaging the stars, recording star maps, generally enjoying his life.

Theres a knock at the door. More of a thud, really, and when he goes to check it out, he finds a man- a man bat? -slumped against his door. He’s baffled. But the man- man bat? -is injured, so he brings him in.

He tries to take the armor off, before giving up it just phasing it off of the guy. Not all of it, he leaves the cowl over the top of the face and the underclothes stay put, he’s not disrespectful, thanks you very much. He does what he can to patch the guy up. Its much easier to do on someone else rather than himself. The man bat guy doesn’t seem to be badly injured, a broken ankle, a fractured wrist and bruised ribs, but what really seems to have taken him out is a bad concussion, he guesses, judging by the fat ugly knot on top of the dudes head.

It is no matter, he thinks, he will just have to stay here and recover. And so danny drifts off, to put some food aside for his unexpected guest and to get back to work.

He genuinely forgets about the guy until he hears a thump. Trying to sneak out, the man bat has fallen. Now, normally, theres no way in hell Batman would have fallen. But when he’s seeing in quadruple and his head pounds with every beat of his heart, he can probably forgive himself for this little mistake. Maybe.

Danny floats on up to him.

Wait

Y am i writing this all out lol. I was just gonna outline my idea and dip 😭.

Basically, he helps bats recover, but finds he really likes hanging out with him. So time comes into play and slows down, just for them. When bruce is finally healed and can reach out to someone, the world has changed again. Shit went down in gotham. The city has changed. He doesnt understand at first. Its not really wirher of their faults, but hes- he doesnt know how he feels, sad, mad, frustrated, at a loss. He feels it all, in great detail, and it weighs heavily on him. But well, hes made friends with danny in the years- years???!! - hes been with danny. He goes back. They make up and stay together til bruce succumbs to old age bc he isnt the same as danny. Nvr was and wasnt going to be but at least they could enjoy their time together. The end.

[loops-n-boops]

Seed Dump!!

after a little unexpected turn to a DC hyperfixation that lasted roughly two weeks I'm back to my farcry shit (the usual) so imma give y'all a three for one, John doodles, Seed playlists and hcs in one post,, take your juice

Jacob Seed:

listens to cheesy love songs and some rock and metal

Most think John swears the most but that's a lie, it's him. Whenever Joseph isn't around he'll throw a "fuck this" every now and then

likes adult coloring books and crossword puzzles

if Joseph asks a favor that doesn't involve strength he always goes "I volunteer Johnny"

He opens doors for John and goes "ladies first"

can and will tackle John to the ground and yell "say uncle". He does all the annoying older brother shit idc

Tends to fight with Joseph. They always fought back and forth. As kids it was about how Joseph wouldn't 'man up'. Now it's about how he treats John, not knowing Joseph's been manipulating him to stay this whole time too

So in the past I hc that he's gay, I feel he struggles to come to terms with that. To this day he still is under the impression that it's wrong and makes him look soft, so he still tries to act like he doesn't

Rants to the judges. He is waits until he knows he's alone with the alpha of the pack and just dumps everything he has in his mind. That dog knows things no one else knows

His friendship with Eli in the past was a good one. It reminded him too much of his friendship with Miller (minus the possible secret romance part). They had similar inside jokes, Eli playfully punched him the same way Miller did. He hated it. He still hates it

Jacob is much more of a listener than a talker but prefers surrounding himself with people who talk a lot

Joseph Seed

Joseph doesn't hate John. He's hard on John so he learns. Johns become their father in Joseph's eyes and is making sure to shape him up. However he doesn't realize how terrible he's being to him as he does so.

His biggest fear is being alone. To combat that he almost subconsciously manipulates people to stay with him. He doesn't want to hurt them, but if he doesn't they'll leave. He'll be alone again

As a child Joseph wanted to be an author. He had notebooks filled with vibrant stories he made up in his head. Once a teenager though he found an interest in baking. Him and his wife's date nights consisted of them playing music as they tried a random recipe they found. It was a piece of happiness he never had as a child. They wanted to save money and open a bakery together. Still, to this day, Joseph gathers ingredients on Friday nights and bakes.

Has a heavy preference for Jacob. The man was with him the longest, helped him the most. It isn't that he doesn't love John, but he's detached. John wasn't there as long as Jacob was. John was raised by different people.

He hates winter. Winter was when Faith taken from him. He won't enter any vehicle. He won't go outside much. He hates it.

Puts everyone before himself. He could have not eaten at all that day but he will still be sure to make sure everyone else has. He will forget to eat unless someone else tells him to

His favorite song is Little Lies by Fleetwood Mac and whenever he hears it he gets a boost of happiness. He knows every word.

I don't care what anyone says, I think he's shockingly the worst with kids. He can't handle the tantrums, they stress him out. He doesn't yell or hit but he completely shuts down and won't really react

Doesn't put his hair down often. He sleeps with it down but beyond that? It's always up. Usually in a bun, but sometimes he'll go ponytail.

When angry he tends to quietly glare. He tells from time to time yeah, but he more often will glare at whoever upset him. A look that basically says 'you know what you did'

Hes actually much more of an introvert than people may think. He doesn't like being alone but that doesn't make him an extrovert. His idea on a relaxing day is sitting in a room with his brothers where they all do their own thing but they don't speak much. Comfortable silence. The idea that they're there makes him happy, and the fact that they can indulge in their own hobbies without judgment makes him even happier

John Seed

Much more of a talker than a listener. This makes him and Jacob a good pairing since he would talk a lot and Jacob would smile and listen.

He despises fast food. He tried it once and declared it as the grossest thing to every touch his mouth. He's also definitely the pickiest eater in general. He hates most seafood, broccoli, brussel sprouts, fast food, pizza if it's too greasy, chicken if there's too much tendon, the flavor of mashed potatoes and steak together but he'll eat it on separate occasions. He was picky as a kid and he's still picky as an adult

Actually needs glasses but will not wear them. Luckily he has contacts. However one time he lost one and had to wear his glasses and his chosen were staring at him confused. He needed them since he was little but he never got the appointment when he was with his brothers. Jacob did notice him squinting a lot. Joseph only had glasses because he got his prescription years ago (but they should've been renewed)

He went to religious schools from second grade onward. I'm talking the ones with uniforms and all your teachers are nuns. There's so many pictures of little John with one of those school uniforms and dorky glasses and a big smile.

Speaking of which I believe he was the cutest kid out of all of them. He had big ol doe eyes and got excited over everything. Joseph and Jacob used to call him sunshine when he was young because no matter how miserable and dark the world was around him he always was a happy little boy. He was bright, loving, innocent. An absolute sweetheart in his youth. He was the kid that waved to strangers on the street, his go to form of affection was hugs, and he comforted his brothers when they were upset despite not understanding why they were even upset.

The Duncan's viewed Johns innocent nature as why he was a tainted soul. He didn't understand accountability and the idea that not everyone was good confused him. They had to teach him. Besides, the Duncan's weren't too good themselves.

His adoptive parents were Henry and Amelia Duncan. They adopted John due to Amelia's infertility. John was the youngest there and was promising so they chose him not knowing they were taking a broken boy and breaking him beyond recognition. Johns obvious mental illness also made them feel he needed to be shaped. They were the type of people that thought praying could solve everything. John barely saw doctors, he never got therapy, and when they found out their son was bisexual they threatened to send him away.

However, Henry's mother: Evelyn loved John for who he is was. Accepted her little grandson. Henry's family was large, the man having four brothers and a sister. John was the baby, all of his newly adopted cousins being older than him. Not a lot of them were good, John wasn't even that good, but Evelyn had a clear preference for John, always calling him her angel. (I have too many Duncan hcs I'll stop there)

Johns behavior first began to plumiit near his sophomore year of high-school. He got a stick and poke tattoo when he was too young to have one from a friend. It did get infected but that was fine for him. It was a taste of freedom. A taste of freedom he never had in the past. He wanted a taste of the freedom of adulthood and was willing to rush his adolescence to get that. By the time he was a senior the little angel people knew and loved died, and in his place was a cold hearted snake that lacked any form of remorse for what he did. All he cared for was his own amusement.

As a boy he drew a lot, he quickly discovered art was something he enjoyed. He drew pictures of him and his brothers, but when he lived in Atlanta their faces started to become blurry. Were Joseph's eyes blue or were they green? Who was taller, Joseph or Jacob? What didn't help was the Duncan's wanted every aspect of Johns life before them to not exist. They tried convincing him that they weren't his family and that they hated him. They made him go into speech therapy to force his rural accent to go away. They didn't adopt a son, they adopted a pet.

I'll do a little softer one for the end: Johns secretly a bit of a hopeless romantic. He's always been fond of the idea of romance. He loves cheesy rom-coms, he reads romance books. All of it. Hes well aware that a romantic relationship is something he'll never have, but it doesn't hurt to wish for one. He falls too quickly, but then gets scared when he has to be vulnerable. He has issues, he's not a good person. His issues will scare everyone away. He has no chance. A part of him envies his brothers: Joseph for having a marriage and Jacob for clearly not being interested in romance at all. But some nights, he doesn't care. He'll grab a DVD player and watch his silly little romantic comedy movies (or say yes to the dress if he's feeling something dramatic) and will eat half a bag of gummy bears

[shihomouri22]

I just want to talk about Midoriko Nakamori.

Well I know that thanks to the appearance of Midoriko there have been changes and inconsistencies in magic kaito and this may have divided opinions regarding her and well the truth is I am no exception, mine with her would be somewhat complicated, I mean I don't know. I don't hate her but I liked the drama of a single nakamori and the weight of Aoko not having her only family member present in her life but I also like that she has a stable family and that it is seen that they love each other even though they are both parents somewhat absent, I don't know. Maybe I like it because this marks more differences between Aoko and Ran although both mothers work for justice and we must also not forget that with this there is another adult who cares about Kaito.

And I'm not going to lie to you, ideas come to mind of what she would be like on a day-to-day basis. Since I'm still in favor of Midoriko and Ginzo not being childhood friends and their first meeting being at work.

The truth is that I feel that the one who fell in love first was Midoriko and in her head she was devising plans on how to confess her feelings and she even practiced at home (from what little I could see in the manga, although Midoriko is a very intelligent woman and logic, you can tell she gets carried away by her emotions, I'm 100% sure that if Kid's theft hadn't interfered with her birthday, she wouldn't care about Kaito Kid since it's not part of her job to catch him) But I feel like The one who confessed to him first was Ginzo and I wouldn't be surprised if this was a day or two after he found out he was in love with Midoriko. That is to say, it has been shown that Ginzo can be very impulsive and direct with what he says.

a question, do you think Midoriko is jealous? I think so, I wouldn't be surprised if after her birthday she became curious to know more about that phantom thief that stresses out her husband and in one of those news she saw the news in which Ginzo is seen together with the Princess Ann and couldn't help but tell him:

Midoriko: Gin chan why did that brat kiss your cheek?

Ginzo: D- don't worry, honey, she's just a girl who must be Aoko's age.

Another idea that I like is to think that Midoriko, like Ginzo, forgot about Aoko's birthday, I know, this may contrast a bit with the model mother that they presented to us about Midoriko but the truth is I prefer it that way because it makes her more human Because if Not knowing about a possibly world famous thief, I wouldn't be surprised if he missed your daughter's birthday because of your job. I prefer it this way so as not to take away the weight of how Aoko felt when she saw that one of the most important people in her life and in whom she had the most faith would be there on her birthday, he is not there, although we know that Kaito kept his promise and better manner.

We can say that days later Midoriko together with Ginzo and Kaito have a more private party between the three of them for Aoko.

Another thing I love to think is that Midoriko, like Ginzo, trusts and approves of Kaito, although with Midoriko, Kaito tends to be on guard, meaning it's not that they don't get along, but Kaito feels like he is. Only with Midoriko she could read him like a book while with Ginzo she feels safer since although he is also busy being an inspector she has been able to interact more with him and either because she goes with Aoko to bring him lunch or because of the schedules she has gone to dinner to his house I also think it helps that Ginzo is a little naive.

The truth is, I imagine that they both know about Kaito's feelings and I wouldn't be surprised if Ginzo let them be and wouldn't put pressure on either side because that could make the dinners uncomfortable and I wouldn't want that because it's one of the moments where most He relaxes while Midoriko would be the same but after a while he would be like:

Midoriko: Kaito I know you like my daughter and I support you even though you are taking a while.

and I think Kaito would deny it but it would be in vain and I wouldn't be surprised if after that she made comments in front of Aoko that Kaito is a good boy and things like that until Kaito almost begging her told her to stop.

Good thanks for reading me again, I needed to get this out of my head xd

[vickyvicarious]

Quincy has lots of foresight and level headedness as Van Helsing says. He is laconic less in the meaning of "Says little" and more with the actual definition of "Gets straight to the POINT". He sees what the matter is and instantly goes for the solution. I think that getting Mina a Portable Typewriter is part of that.

But it is still fascinating that it was him and not Jonathan who bought it. Jonathan might have been too deep into despair to think of a future in the horizon?

I mean, he also does say little as soon as matters get serious, which I think fits his character as well. It's not just Stoker writing him as more background character and forgetting to give him many lines (though I feel sure that's part of it too) but also, Quincey only hams it up when the situation calls for it. He's talkative with his buddies, and with the girl he hopes to marry, but as soon as we get into survival situations then he gets much more quiet and to the point.

Jack says that "In all our hunting parties and adventures in different parts of the world, Quincey Morris had always been the one to arrange the plan of action, and Arthur and I had been accustomed to obey him implicitly." And I think that does seem clear. He tends to think very simply/practically, and while he doesn't take on the role of leader in this group it's easy to see how he would be able to do so in another situation. He doesn't get as caught up in philosophizing or emotion; like you (and Art and Van Helsing) said, he's level-headed. He is pretty good at recognizing the core of a situation and just zeroing in on it, not being afraid to ask the relevant questions even when they might seem absurd or rude. My favorite moment being of course "Where did the blood go?" but there are others as well. And yeah, every time he tries to find a way to act about it. He notices Lucy might love someone else, asks, gets rejected, and then keeps his distance because he doesn't want to get in their way. He recognizes the blood must be going somewhere, asks about it, and then decides to guard against bats because he knows bats are something that could do that. That sort of thing. He also acts preventatively quite a lot (that foresight you mentioned), with stuff like shooting at bats or spying to see which way Dracula might flee or volunteering to ride up the riverbank in case Dracula got off at some port along the way. These are all just-in-case type actions taken to prevent a possible bad outcome.

Him getting the typewriter for Mina is nice in another way because it goes against his tendency to step back when he thinks something isn't his place. He's shown to be pretty hesitant about being somewhere he thinks he would be intruding, from stuff like not coming back to visit Lucy until Art asked him, to not going to see her on her deathbed since she didn't even know he was there, to stepping out of the room when he saw Art having a moment with Mina, to even being weirdly nervous about bursting into the Harkers' bedroom during a life-or-death situation. He likes to wait for an invitation first (not in a vampire way, haha) when it comes to interactions with people. But here, he doesn't. And I think it comes down to the day they met, when Mina saw how he was feeling and offered him comfort and validated his own grief as just as worthy. He was deeply moved and promised to be her friend from then on. Then he vowed to kill her in the name of that friendship. This is a gentler, perhaps less grand but no less meaningful, way he can express how much he cares about her, and try to in some way return the favor by attempting to lift her spirits when she is suffering.

(Mina and Quincey's friendship gets me emotional every time.)

As for why Jonathan didn't buy it... I think it is partially him not seeing the future right now. He has already said that he and Mina don't talk of the future, and while he of course is fully dedicated to hunting Dracula down and ensuring they will have a happy future together, I'm not sure it is anything he can really visualize right now. He is so very absorbed in caring for Mina in her current condition and planning to take care of Dracula in a distinctly different meaning of the word, that he doesn't have room for anything else right now. He's on the edge of breaking down as it is, and is just trying to push through, sort of like it was for him back in the castle.

But also, in a less angsty way, I think it might not have occurred to him as something he could do. He and Mina have only recently come into any sort of wealth, and a typewriter like this would be pretty expensive (I believe someone looked it up last year and it seems like Quincey dropped a pretty hefty sum on this gift). He's become used to using money much more freely of late, but it has always been for the purpose of a specific goal, not purchases for pleasure. It may not be something that even comes to mind as a reasonable act he could do for her, not yet anyway.

[lemonssavelives]

Before this starts I will like to explain how my headcanon is for Hantengu, the clones, and Zohakuten are. It’s mainly so that people won’t complain on how Zohakuten is a child. (We all have different opinions/au’s on weather he is or isn’t)

How it is Hantengu, Urami, Sekido, Karaku, Aizetsu, Urogi, and Zohakuten are brothers. They became demons around the same time. Hantengu and Urami were 95, The clones were 93, ans Zohakuten was 75. (18-20 year difference)

Yes Zohakuten in this is an adult and if I do write more he’ll be an adult that sometimes acts like a child unless it’s a modern day Au

In the time they were humans Zohakuten married a beautiful woman named Kumi and had 7 kids with her and had 2 on the way but due to an event when he was away he came back to find his family slaughtered. Which sent him into a deep depression which concerned his brothers about his mental and physical health.

So to put it short and simple Zohakuten tends to hear or see his wife and when he does he ends up where she usually is buried at. A reason for this is that he never got over her death and has the thought that she’s still alive.

He shows the wrong emotion for a bit

Zohakuten’s Wife (Angst)

It was a regular night for Zohakuten. He was walking around the forest looking for those pesky demon slayers who dared cut off Hantengu’s head. As he continued his search he saw a black figure before him. “Who goes there?” He questioned the figure. He first thought was to kill the person that stood before him but something was stopping him from doing so. He couldn’t figure out why his arms were betraying him from hitting the drums. “Hi dear” He heard a cheery voice say. As he heard the voice he dropped his bone-like daggers to the ground. The moonlight between the trees shined more revealing his beautiful wife. She wore a long green kimono that fade to pink with a flower pattern on it along with a white haori. Her long black hair blew in the wind with the flower accessory in her hair. She looked like a angel glowing in the moonlight. She smiled at him. Seeing her smile was like butterflies dancing on his heart. Zohakuten rushed towards her and grabbed her hand, tears running down his face. “Y-you have no idea how much I missed you..” As his tears fell to the ground, he continued to say, “It’s been years since I last seen you..why do you keep leaving me?” Kumi looked at him and wiped the tears away from his face. It was obvious she didn’t have a answer. “Just know that I love you” She kissed his forehead before removing her hand from his and walking away which caused Zohakuten to chase after her, forgetting about the battle that was happening and leaving his brothers wondering what has gotten into him all of a sudden. “Kumi you can’t leave me! Not yet! Not again! Come back!” "I'll go see what's up with him."

Aizetsu said to the others who nodded and went back to fighting the slayers.

As Zohakuten came to a stop with his wife turned away from him, she looked at him. "Zohakuten please do me a favor." "Anything! What is it?! I'll do it for you!" She shown a sad expression before saying *I need you to accept the fact l'm dead.." Zohakuten froze, he watched as her body disappeared and appeared her grave. He was silent staring at the grave. Aizetsu came up behind and grabbed his shoulders. Judging by the grave and Zohakuten frozen in place he came to the conclusion that it was another night that he "saw" his wife. "Zohakuten...her soul will never rest easy if you keep this up...you're holding her back..." He caressed his shoulders. "If you'd like....I can stay with you while you finally come to peace with this situation... He sat down with Zohakuten. They did in fact stay there until the sun came up. Zohakuten placed a flower on her grave and looked at Aizetsu. “Let’s go now..” Zohakuten nodded. He finally was at peace with the fact she was no longer living. Aizetsu took him by his hand and walked with him through the forest to the darkest part.

[a-tale-of-legends]

Okay yesterday I did the older protags so now for the newer ones! I consider B2W2 and XY as the bridge between the old and the new,so they're technically a mix of both!

Eva: Flighty city girl that's always wanted to travel across Unova. Has an interest in physical health, technology, and of course, pokemon! Was ecstatic when given the opportunity to get a starter. Only really did the gym challenge after Alder suggested it and to help Hugh achieve his goals ( or rather, to make sure he doesn't go overboard and too into his head). Rather quickly she found out she enjoyed battling a big deal! Wants to believe the best in everyone, but don't exactly favor dishonest people.

Wayne: An ex team plasma grunt that was taken in by Clay after the events of BW. Incredibly remorseful of what he's done ( he didn't do much as a grunt, but the guilt was still there), and thinks that the best way to make up for it is with work. Doesn't associate with the team plasma in driftviel city at all, wanting to cut all ties with his past. He's awkward, not having known much outside of Team Plasma and driftviel city, and is still getting used to the pokemon battling itself, but he ultimately has a good heart and wishes for a peaceful world.

Jude: Adopted child of Grace, Jude has hard cold walls around them with a knack for being rude. They don't desire friends, only really going with Sycamore's group cause there's a chance to be something greater. Has aura powers that they are desperately keeping down, thinking they already know the world and how cruel it already is. Has a soft spot for pokemon but it's hard to show it when they keep their emotions low. Despite it all, they have a strong sense of justice and care a lot, no matter how much they deny it.

Dante: The child of two veteran trainers,Dante is generally kind hearted, though he tends to have a bit of an ego,believing himself to be the most capable trainer of his friends. He simultaneously wants to live up to his parents legacy, while also moving away from their shadow, proving his own worth and skill. He holds himself at a high standard because of this, which makes it hard for him when his ego is bruised by Jude fairly quickly.

Amsonia: A selectively mute girl recently getting out of an abusive household with her mother, they always have their guard up. They are slow to trust no thanks to their past, only truly feeling comfortable around pokemon and her mom. She is fiercely protective at her young age, reluctant to even leave her mom alone to go on the gym challenge at first. Despite being so young, Amsonia had to grow up fast, though she slowly learns how to be a kid again.

Pua/Poppy/Ray/Sunny/????: ( Name still impending) An amnesiac that came from an ultra wormhole from a ruined Alola....not that they remember that. It was founded by Team Skull, specifically Guzma, and was under their care for a while....until Guzma sent him away to Kukui. He doesn't remember who he is, of why Guzma sent him away....but he's planning on making the most of it. Answers will come, eventually,so might as well go with the flow for now!

Naomi: A young girl in Curse-Chosen limbo thanks to an incident with her father, the original bearer. While the Curse caused him to be sick, it caused her to forget. Parts of her past are blurry, even when looking at them in present day. She's an incredibly shy and anxious girl, with low self esteem to boot, though she's much more lively around her friends. She only goes on the gym challenge for Hop, not even considering that she'll make it past the first gym. Despite everything, she has a good heart and wants to help out, even when she's scared.

Carol: Often seen as "the problem child", Carol is the bastard child of Chairman Rose, who only found out about their birth father recently. Mischievous, a schemer and very protective of those they care about, they would go to great lengths to not only protect their friends but get revenge. Does not view themself highly, however, convinced they just make others lives miserable, and tends to self sabotage when buckling under pressure.

Luca: An adventurous spirit, wanting to complete the gym challenge in Paldea the minute he heard about it from his Mom. Would have done it in Galar if it weren't for the darkest day having such an effect on him and his family ( his parents got divorced after their daughter was severely hurt during DD, which the father blames Luca for). Forever an optimist, and wanting to make friends wherever he goes, he's determined to help his friends and have an adventure he desperately wanted back in Galar.

R.B: A girl that's been through a lot, abusive parents, countless schools and countless bullies, Ramona has all but given up trying to be nice. Uva academy is her last chance, and she just wants to get it over with. She doesn't trust a lot of people, especially the school faculty, and prefers being alone, which is somewhat easier when she was given the title The Calamity in past schools. Though it's not all easy: her childhood friend no more is back in her life, much to her dismay and anger, the class president of the rival school is too nice to her, and even more so, a fellow new student is very eager to be her friend. Joy. Her plan to keep her head low and move along the school year is progressively getting harder to maintain

Now for the ages of these guys by the time of their respective games!

Eva: 15

Wayne: 14

Jude: 17

Dante: 17

Amsonia: 11

Poppy/Pua/Ray/Sunny: 11

Naomi: 15

Carol: 16

Luca: 13

R.B: 16

This time around the protags are a bit older compared to the older ones I've noticed. Ames and Poppy are the only ones that fit the older gems age range.

[tamedgod]

five things you love about xiao & five things you hate about haru. go!

what i love about xiao;

his willingness to try new things; xiao is not even remotely shy about allowing himself new experiences on a regular basis. while it helps that he has money, the man tends to dabble in a lot of different things, particularly anything thrill-seeking. surfing, skydiving, cliff climbing — anything outdoorsy and exciting. he loves to travel and try new foods and seek new adventures. he's like a kid in a candy store, the world his playground. because of this he is very well traveled and learned, though he may not often display it to other people.

his self discipline; with his penchant for out of the box interests, there were some that his family had no taste for — and so when his parents weren't dedicating him to events and forcing him to attend classes for languages and arts, xiao would be very committed to learning the things he actually cared about. he has a strict exercise regimen and takes good care of his health, minus indulging in a bad habit once in a while. while his parents had him learn martial arts and how to shoot, he was very serious about dedicating his remaining time and effort to learning to wield axes and other more periodic weapons, namely the battleaxe he's known for after becoming the world eater.

his fearlessness; this could also be classed by some as foolishness, but there is very little that spooks xiao or causes fear responses within him. part of this is due to his arrogant nature — but he is 100% of the belief that if you're confident enough, you can get away with anything. he can be very persuasive and charming, and it helps that he is not afraid to tussle/throw down. he's already an imposing man at 6'6", but he is unperturbed at standing up to folks physically bigger than him, or folks with more power than him. there are many people that tell him this attitude and behavior will get him killed one day, but that doesn't put him off; if he's still alive after every time he's done it before, then to him he'll be doing it until the one day he does get killed. c'est la vie.

his cutting honesty; while this can be seen as both a good and a bad thing, this partially goes hand in hand with him not being afraid of others. despite his family's shady background and the nefarious things he tends to get involved in (of his own accord or not), xiao is almost an obnoxiously honest person. i love that he isn't afraid to tell anyone how things are or how he feels (with the exception of haru, because there's always an outlier), whether they want to hear it or not. if he thinks your plan is stupid, he's going to tell you. if he thinks you're annoying, he's going to tell you. on the other side though, if he thinks you're smart, or beautiful, or that your ideas are good? he's going to tell you. this is very much a coin flip, but it could be considered one of his better qualities.

his potential for change; while xiao may think he has himself all figured out, and that he's comfortable with the way things are, he really can be a magnet for change and self reflection. a lot of his behaviors and beliefs are a result of his upbringing, especially as the overlooked middle child. while there have been outside influences that are good to him, growing up surrounded by more negative influences has made the pendulum swing more in that side's favor. but his potential for growth is enormous, he just has to find his path.

what i hate about haru;

how long she can (and will) hold a grudge; while haru tends to be a rather kind person for the most part, when she feels she's been wronged you will know. haru presents a brave face to most, but because she never learned a healthy outlet for her more "negative" emotions, she struggles with putting down any of the pain and resentment she feels towards others, and so even after a month, a year, even five years... she won't forget what you did to her. she'll be so cold and callous to you that it would shock those who know her kindness and her typical personality.

her judgmental and self righteous nature; her ability to hold a grudge, of course, is just a side effect of the root issue — haru's stance on the infamous moral high ground. haru has a strong belief system in what is right and what is wrong, and it can sometimes be very black and white despite the world being every shade of grey imaginable. while she may not openly fight you on those beliefs as xiao might, you can bet she'll cast judgement and treat you accordingly by keeping her distance. once she has made this judgement call, it is difficult for the person being judged to claw their way out of that hole she's mentally place them in. haru can be a very rigid person, and so it can be difficult for her to look past another's mistakes, even if they've been vouched for. the moral high ground can become shaky for her, however, when she's forced to take a closer look at herself.

her tendency to self isolate; because of her limited ability to process her honest emotions, haru tends to stay very private about when she's overwhelmed or needs help. she would rather seclude herself and isolate than let others know that she needs help with whatever she may be going through. because of this, she struggles with burnout from the overstimulating emotions, as well as the stress of her work and her unprocessed trauma. she puts on a brave face that many don't tend to look past, but the signs are there if one looked closer — refusing to go out with friends, leaving others on read, talking less, eating less. to her, these feelings will eventually pass, and so she just swallows them down like a horse pill until some energy returns to her.

her inclination to follow rather than lead; while many see this as haru being "flexible" or "going with the flow", she more so struggles with doing anything she perceives might "rock the boat", and so finds it easier to just act more agreeable to others' plans than to offer her own ideas. this in contrast with her moral-centric nature can sometimes lead her to become very frustrated with herself, in turn causing her to internalize even more of her feelings. this habit has also exacerbated haru's inability to make decisions, her fear of causing conflict making her defer to others in many cases. **in her main story verse, this becomes even more amplified due to haru becoming a driving force in the resistance.

her naivete towards reality; while haru tends to behave more maturely to the public eye, to those who are better acquainted she can be very naive and childish in her beliefs about how the world should operate. she harbors strong feelings of sadness about being unable to help everyone around her, whether it's because she has no money to give or just can't be anywhere and everywhere all at once. part of the reason she joined overwatch was to have a wider reach and be able to help more people, feeling a sense of obligation in doing so. she feels deep shame and guilt when she can't help everyone around her, a result of growing up a caretaker to her family due to their difficult monetary situation. she places a lot on her shoulders, causing a childish resentment to form in regards to how "unfair" and cruel the world can be.

[happy--birthday--kiddo]

EVERYTHING our lovely blogger here said is so absolutely true.

The Pedro fandom can be sweet, supportive, and respectful. It's a really great community most of the time. But this shit doesn't fall under those things.

People can be super toxic. Sometimes people don't seem to comprehend the concept of boundaries. And I recognize that with that being said, some people genuinely don't see anything wrong with what they're doing. But those are the same people who forget that our beautiful Tio Pedro is human too. He's not just the smiles and silliness we see in interviews, edits, and movies.

While that's clearly a huge part of his personality, he's also spoken a lot about his anxiety and mental health issues. The whole boundary thing can really influence that. He was obviously very close to his mother, and you never truly get over grief, it never goes away. You just learn to live with it.

I can only imagine how he feels every time his mother is brought up by a stranger. A stranger who never knew her, especially not in the way he did. And while showing support for someone who went through loss can sometimes be appreciated, it's never truly helpful, definitely not when coming from somebody who doesn't even have a memory of her, like all the times she made them laugh, or how her smile lit up a room. Spreading condolences for something that happened over 20 years ago is just opening up an old wound. I think people definitely need to back off that subject.

As for his remaining family, I definitely agree that the public needs to chill. First, the absolute lack of respect that people have for his family astounds me. People don't care that Javiera is literally a head of Amazon Studios. People don't care that Nicolás not only graduated medschool, but also is a neurologist. People don't care that Lux graduated from freaking Juliard and is a stunning actress.

Let's face it: a lot of people are just there on their social medias to ask about Pedro. And that's fine, to an EXTENT. But I truly believe we passed that a long time ago. To neglect these beautiful souls' individual accomplishments is saddening.

Another thing that's often overlooked in terms of boundaries is the paparazzi. Now, I'm well aware this is nothing new. It's long been known that paps are frequently disrespectful, greedy, and violating. I mean no disrespect to them, but it's just a truth we need to accept. I understand that new pictures of Pedro, say, walking down the street, can be really heartwarming. But that's until you realize he wasn't smiling for the picture because the photographer was stalking him behind a tree.

A lot of people also don't realize the likely reason he wears the same clothes so many times. As I'm sure most people have noticed, he tends to favor his Lakers shirts and shorts. Average people may think this is just because they're his favorite clothes, but it actually makes the pap pictures worth less money. Repeated clothes make the pictures less shiny and interesting to the vultures. It's a fairly common trick for celebs who want to be left alone.

All the people on the internet demanding more pics of him, eating up the pap pics, and asking for more, they're fueling the paparazzi. It's all just a vicious cycle. The more he's followed and harassed by paps, the more he's going to become anxious and withdraw.

The life of a celebrity isn't as easy as people make it out to be. There's a shit ton of anxiety and fear involved. Pedro already seems to be a sensitive individual. He's soft, gentle. The fanbase needs to reciprocate that attitude more. He's a people pleaser. We need to get better at actually deserving his pleasing.

I'm sorry if this is offensive to anyone, but it has to be said. We dump a lot of bullshit onto this angel. It's easy to drown in the attention. He's done well staying afloat the last few years, but the very least we can do is close the floodgates a little. If I know one thing for sure, it's that the whole fanbase loves him. If you all truly do, please try to lay off just a little. Thank you guys <3

(also I credited the wrong blogger on the first version so I'm so sorry)

We need to talk about....boundaries

Love it or hate it, in this fandom we cross boundaries regularly. We share paparazzi pics, fic (maybe he reads it before he goes to sleep🤷🏻‍♀️), details about Pedros private life, parts of his past, etc that he probably hates to see or hear (as many of us would if someone dug up pics of us from the early 00's). Sometimes we cross lines that ppl may find distasteful or disrespectful. It makes us talk about where the line should be, we argue about boundaries and we reassess....until next time.

Wherever you stand on those issues mentioned, could we just agree to set a baseline?

The one major boundary I feel we, as a fandom, cross too regularly is talking about his familys private life.

Pedro's fame is his and the trappings of that fame should be his to bear and his alone. As shitty as some of them may be, they come with the career he chose to pursue. He has managers, pr and legal teams to deal with that for him. On that note, his family never asked for that for him and certainly did not ask for their own private lives to be shared as a result of his career choice.

Family is obviously hugely important to Pedro. Even though he gives us glimpses into his family life in what he says or posts, we have to appreciate that he is allowing us to WITNESS that part of his life, NOT TO TAKE PART IN IT.

Therefore, I believe that we should follow some basic rules of human decency if we are to avoid annoying or upsetting Pedro or his family;

We shouldn't go on his familys or friends IG Live events to ask about Pedro.

We shouldn't post about Pedro on his friends or familys unrelated posts.

We shouldn't hound his sisters or brother on their social media, behaving as if they are our friends.

Most of all, we should not post about his Mom!

His family have the right live their lives as individuals in their own right, to turn their phones on and connect with people without being constantly asked about Pedro and without being reminded of family tragedies.

Pedro posted this video a few months back. Please watch it and ask yourself if he's seems like the type of person who appreciates his familys loss being talked about openly, pictures of his mother being shared by strangers on social media, pictures drawn of her and his family tagged in them or even her name being mentioned.

Source: Instagram

If you still think he or his family wants to see images of their deceased loved one unexpectedly when they turn their phones on then please take some time to reassess, listen and discuss your opinion on the subject with others.

I'm begging you, please try to have some empathy...for them.

This isn't about you. If you "feel it is your right" then please ask yourself if you would you want to see a picture of someone you've lost suddenly show up on your timeline while your lining up to get coffee or just waking up on your own miles from home?

I don't believe there is a reason in the world to insert yourself into someone else's loss. All that does is serve to feed your needs. It is selfish and wrong.

If I'm wrong and there is a reason why this behaviour is appropriate, please feel free to drop me an anon, message me or reply to this post.

[vonbergerpants]

My hot take on the development of Caspar von Bergliez

I would never post this on Twitter because I would get roasted ALIVE.

So I'm putting it here instead.

Hot take: Out of all of the Black Eagles, Caspar goes through the most character development in non-Crimson Flower routes.

I'm not a CF hater - it has Problems, but I otherwise enjoy its side of things and adore the Black Eagles' found family dynamic. It's why they're my favorite house. However, there's a consistent theme I notice across fans, and that's that they either misunderstand Caspar, or ignore him altogether in favor of other characters. Not their fault, people have their notable faves.

But more often than not, I see people forget Caspar as a character. He gets benched, or his character is incredibly simplified and even mischaracterized. I see someone's take on his character and it's usually clear that they haven't even looked at all of his supports. I'm looking at you, people who think he does nothing but start fights and be stupid.

There's also the fact that he's not easy to recruit for anyone who didn't choose the Black Eagles house. Most people who don't pick the Black Eagles don't even bother recruiting him, because people don't usually train Byleth in brawling. You can immediately recruit folks without that requirement if they're at B support or higher, but Caspar's B support is locked behind the timeskip, so they don't get that chance.

So, Caspar tends to be very forgettable, which is a shame. This also means that they miss out on what is, in my honest opinion, the biggest part of his development:

The fact that outside of CF, he spends the mid-timeskip wandering Fodlan as a mercenary.

Most of the other Black Eagles either stay in their estates/territories (Linhardt, Bernadetta, Petra), or try to help those affected by the war (Dorothea). That's not to say they don't get their own growths from that but to me, they don't have as notable of an impact on their characters (and I love them all for varying reasons but that's another topic altogether). Ferdinand is actually another important case for very similar reasons to Caspar, but I'll get into that later.

But Caspar? He may be a second son, but he's still the son of a military leader. He's the son of the man who is leading most of the Imperial army to war, the very war that the Emperor started. The son of one of the biggest threats to Fodlan.

He leaves his house, wanders Fodlan, and no longer trains to get stronger to appease his father and those above him. He trains to survive and offer his services to those who need it. And what would people think when they see the Minister of Military Affairs' son wandering around? Those in the Empire will see a traitor. Those outside of it who recognize him will see an enemy, someone who is part of the problem. And he has to get around all of that just to survive. He has to work to make people trust him, he meets a variety of people who are dealing with so many different problems. And I know this is a lot of headcanon, but you can't admit that this isn't implied by the very nature of his wandering as an Imperial runaway. And he grows from this as a result. You could say he gains a lot of introspection and does a lot of soul-searching, because what else do you do for five years when you're basically homeless and wandering?

His post-timeskip lines really hit different when heard from non-CF routes. "I don't train for fun" is the biggest one for me. This is coming from someone who very much used to train for fun! He used to find joy in training, but now training has become a necessity. He becomes strong not just for himself, but for those that matter - the people being negatively affected by this war, friends and strangers alike. And he trains to survive until the reunion.

This doesn't even go into how much his definition of justice changes. It happens in both routes, yet it hits much harder outside of his own route, because you have the justice of fighting on the war's side by believing in its cause, and there's the justice of fighting against it due to the amount of people it's harming. Two different sides of the same coin where one clearly has him grappling with the meaning of it a lot more because it goes against the black and white morality he grew up believing in.

In fact, the support that has him grappling with what it means to do right the most is with Catherine, a character he can't have supports beyond C with in Crimson Flower!

This is the problem with the CF route in relation to Caspar's character; you don't get this development. His character stagnates because he simply becomes a follower of the war. There is no separation, no escaping just to live. He simply becomes a general. That's not to say he doesn't belong there, nor is this a commentary on whether CF is good or bad - this isn't about the route itself. It's about what it does for Caspar von Bergliez, compared to other routes.

This is also my main problem with Three Hopes - it completely denies Caspar that growth, both by not having an Academy phase, and by not having him gain the experience of having the option to not fight for the war (literally unrecruitable in other routes). Many Caspar fans that I know, myself included, love Caspar for that growth he gets outside of his own route, which is why making him unrecruitable in Three Hopes is such a tragedy for us.

Ferdinand is the only other character who noticeably benefits from a new perspective via how he spends his mid-timeskip in Three Houses. But I would say that the main difference between Ferdinand and Caspar is that Ferdinand has a defining character growth both in and outside of Crimson Flower (I enjoy him in both routes for different reasons!). Even in Three Hopes, Ferdinand really gets the spotlight for fantastic reasons and his growth from it all is amazing! And Caspar... just doesn't get that as much. To the point where he's just forgettable to most people.

Anyway. This has been the lengthy musings of a Caspar fan. Why I prefer him outside of his own route, and why I think it's a shame that more people don't see that. I hope you enjoyed this. Or if you didn't and you think I'm just wrong, um... sorry, I guess. :')

[dadzawa-adopt-dabi]

Scenting for the first time

It's not a big deal. He’s let the LoV do it already. He can ask Keigo if he wants to scent mark him.

The words won’t come out though and Dabi is staring at the ceiling as Keigo’s breaths even out and deepen.

Dammit this is what he had practiced with Shigaraki for. His thoughts drift back to earlier that day.

“I want to scent Keigo.”

Shigaraki paused his game and looked over at dabi on the other end of the couch.

“Okay? Are you asking me permission or warning me in case you come back smelling like him or?” Shigaraki questioned. It wasn’t like Dabi to volunteer information out of nowhere. Especially about his relationships. However Shig did have a habit of being extra possessive and jumping on any member that came through the door smelling like a stranger.

“Well I don't want you to tackle me if I come back smelling like bird boyfriend all over again, I also wanted to ask for advice on it?”

“I don’t usually ask, I just kinda shove my alpha over and make sure everyone knows who he belongs to. What exactly are you worried about?” Shigaraki scooted closer to Dabi on the couch, resisting the urge to pack scent on his wrists. Dabi didn’t always appreciate being scented. He wasn’t comforted by it like Shigaraki usually was.

"I'm worried I'm going to get claustrophobic and panic. What if I don't like it or he doesn't?"

“If he doesn't want you like that, then we are having fried chicken for supper this week,” Shuuichi spoke up from where he had been half eavesdropping on the conversation. He was half kidding, anyone who had met Keigo could see that he was wrapped around Dabi’s finger.

“You're going to have to talk to him about it, Dabi. If it's serious enough that you want to claim him, then it's best you make sure you're on the same page.” Kuroguri sounded like a wise adult as always.

“Fuck all of that, scent the fuck out of him and tell him he’s yours now” Shig commented casually. Shigaraki tended to scent mark everyone he could stand for more than ten minutes.

Kurogiri and Shigaraki telling him it’s natural to be a little possessive validates him enough to want to at least talk about it with Keigo. They’ve been a big help in navigating the part of himself he had suppressed for so long with illegal suppressants and scent blockers.

Sometimes he just needs to hear that his Father was wrong and they never fail to support him as he figures out what exactly being an omega means to him.

Things like scent marking other people first. Anyone can point out that Shigaraki is an omega too. He does whatever he wants but it doesn’t change the hesitance Dabi gets when it comes to these things. He’s never felt like he’s had to do these things before. He doesn't lead a pack like Shigaraki does, he’s also not nearly as aggressive as Shig is either.

It's okay to want Keigo to smell like him, he knows, or to want to smell like Keigo he restates to himself.

He’s still getting used to giving into the instincts that come with being an omega. He’s shoved them down with suppressants and willpower for so long that he doesn't always know what's normal. What’s pure distrust and trauma shining through.He hasn't seen a healthy example of normal omega or pack behavior so he’s making it up as he goes for the most part.

Just because instinct tells him to do something doesn't mean he has to or that he wants to. Sometimes the omega instincts are just strong because he’s blocked them out for so long.

Dabi tries to bring up what’s on his mind during dinner when he’s cooking and Keigo is pretending he knows how to chop a vegetable. He tries during dinner and later when they leave the dishes in the sink. The topic never gets brought up. He forgets in favor of more important things like Keigo’s mouth on his.

Now he’s staring at the ceiling awake while Keigo sleeps. All because he couldn’t just talk it out.

Keigo is not a deep sleeper, but all Dabi really needs to do is tuck his nose near Keigo's scent glands on his neck. Try and scent Keigo a tiny bit. See if this is going to be something he’s comfortable with before he tries to bring it up to Keigo again.

He turns until he's half laying on Keigo and waits a nerve racking moment to make sure Keigo doesn't wake up.

Then starts carefully nosing along Keigo’s jaw. Soon he's quietly purring. It just feels right to mark Keigo as his. He was probably thinking about it too much. Keigo smells like spice and something slightly sweet. It’s intoxicating and reminds Dabi of every time he’s ever felt instantly safe in Keigo’s arms.

He is so busy chasing the sweet smell that he doesn't notice when his purring gets louder. Loud enough to wake the Alpha underneath him up. He just lets himself purr and rub against Keigo. Intent on making Keigo smell like him.

He doesn't notice he’s woken Keigo up until he's flipped onto his back and Keigo is nipping at his neck. Rumbling in his alpha version of a purr, up above him, and starting to aggressively scent him back. It would be sweet in a way that Keigo was so on board with Dabi being his if Dabi wasn’t panicking. Keigo is heavy and his staples are being tugged at.

It’s too much, too sudden. He feels boxed in, not relaxed like he had been just a few minutes ago.

“Kei-Keigo you need to get off. I, I-I can’t breath like this,” panic bleeding into his voice. Dabi shoves at Keigo’s shoulders and hoped he was awake enough to register what he was saying.

“Fuck, I’m sorry, its okay babe. Breath,” Keigo softly swore as he moved off Dabi and watched him as his breathing slowed. He went to grab a glass of water and let Dabi collect himself but Dabi’s hand reached out and snagged his wrist.

“Wait Keigo, I still- if you want to-” He stuttered out and Keigo’s heart clenched. Just because he was a possessive ass who decided scent marking Dabi in the middle of the night was okay, didn't mean that Dabi had to accept it and sit through it. Keigo had caught feelings, he was doing his best to deal with those and his instincts telling him to mark Dabi as his.

“Dabi,I- just because- I’m sorry, I didn’t think about how you must have been sleeping and just started marking you back when your purring woke me up. I didn’t think and I boxed you in even though I know it makes you panic, you don’t have to just accept it, that’s not how scenting is supposed to work.” Keigo climbed back on his bed, sitting close to Dabi.

“I was awake, I-I  know I should have talked to you first, I just couldn’t get the words out.” Dabi moved his grip to Keigo’s hand and sat up.

“I still want you to scent me, I didn’t mean to freak out like that.”

“Hey, don’t apologize for that, it happens. Here, come back to laying on me, let's try it with you sitting on top of me,like you had been before” Keigo gave his boyfriend a kiss and laid back against his headboard. Grabbing Dabi’s other hand as he straddled his waist.

“Um, do I just- I feel stupid like this, Kei.” Dabi muttered. He didn’t move off him though. Just rubbed his thumbs on the back of his and Keigo’s joined hands.

“It's alright. Just lean down and go back to rubbing your jaw along my scent gland like you were before, I'll just be able to do it back this time alright? If you don’t like it or get overwhelmed, we can stop at any time.” Keigo spoke softly. There was little Keigo wanted more than him and Dabi to smell like each other, but if Dabi wasn’t ready then it could wait. He’d done a lot of waiting for Dabi and waiting for this too wouldn’t hurt any.

Dabi followed Keigo’s advice and leaned down. When he felt the urge to continue marking Keigo he picked up where he left off. He started purring and his breath hitched when Keigo started rumbling and rubbing back against him.

They both continued until Dabi fell asleep in between bouts of purring and muttering how nice Keigo smelled. Keigo turned them onto their sides and pulled Dabi close until they were spooning.

[kaidenya]

Getting Caught ✧ MHA

Description: Headcanons for getting caught in a intimate moment with Hitoshi Shinso, Tenya Iida, Mirio Togata, & Tomura Shigaraki

WARNING: NSFW, suggestive content NOTE: This is a repost of an old SHITPOST headcanon I had on my previous account so if this looks familiar I hope you enjoy it the second time around!

“Nobody will know...”

Shinso

Shinso would go to his grave claiming that you were to blame for this situation

But in all honesty, he had been allowing things to build for far too long

You two weren’t necessarily a secret, but most people just assumed you were bEsT fRiEnDs 🥴

It was an honest misunderstanding

You had decided to keep physical contact to a minimum after an unfortunate attempt at holding his hand left you believing he didn’t enjoy any forms of PDA.

Shinso had just assumed the same about you.

However, as the two of you grew more serious, you found it more difficult to keep your hands to yourself

It just so happened your boyfriend had been working extremely hard in the hero course and it s h o w e d

You had found yourself admiring his changing physique and in turn, found you weren’t the only one admiring your boyfriend.

You weren’t necessarily jealous— you trusted him more than anything, but he tended to be socially constipated

And nobody seemed to know about you. Thus giving the other interested parties an unintentional greenlight to flirt with him. And there was one girl that had stood out among the sea of suitors.

Each time you saw the second-year girl perch next to Shinso it made your skin crawl, but no lines had been crossed.

Until they were.

Your knuckles were gripping the strap of your bag so tightly it ached when you made your way to where your boyfriend was perched outside

The second-year didn’t even acknowledge you as she continued her flirtatious ways and you don’t resist the urge to roll your eyes as you settle into the place next to him.

He had flashes you a lazy smile before focusing back on his phone screen.

Then her hand landed on his upper thigh

Let me tell you: sleepy boy was shocked when she touched him, but he was EVEN MORE SHOCKED when you took her by the wrist and tossed her hand to the side

You waste no time threading your fingers with his, rising to your feet and all but hauling him from his seat

His amusement only grew as he realized just how jealous you had gotten, a smirk forming over his lips as he set to teasing you

‘What’s the matter, kitty? You don’t like anyone touching daddy?’

NO, YOU DO NOT

You have no idea how you ended up on your knees in a supply closet??

Shinso is feeling very sure of himself above you, using the hand that was gripping the back of your neck as leverage to hold you down on his length

k i n g of dirty talk 🤭

Absolutely cannot help himself when it comes to telling you how pretty you look choking on his cock

Honestly doesn’t last long, but what do you expect? Seeing your jealous and possessive response to the girl he had given little to no acknowledgment had lit a fire in his chest

He was desperate to get his hands on you, to remind you that he was just as much yours as you were his.

And when he does— oh MAN he makes you forget all about the second-year girl

He has one of your legs draped over his shoulder as he goes down on you, licking and sucking at you in a way that had you trembling

You accidentally knock over a pile of brooms and mops, neither of you paying them any mind as your head lulled in bliss

If only you had remembered to flick the lock on the door…

Kirishima really thought someone was banging on the door for help. It wouldn’t have been manly— or heroic not to make sure someone wasn’t in trouble

Besides, why else would someone be making so much noise in a supply closet if they weren’t stuck??

So when the door swung open and he locked eyes with you, still panting and moaning as an all too familiar head of purple hair buried further into your heat—

He let out the loudest shout he could muster. Apologies poured from his mouth as he fumbled to shut the door

However, your boyfriend made no move to let you go. Instead, he hummed against your skin, only leaning back to nip at your inner thigh before speaking in a heavy voice

‘Better make this fast, kitty.’

Iida

So you’ve tried to keep your relationship on the down-low bc Iida doesn’t want anyone to think he’s distracted

We all know he just doesn’t wanna be called out for his obvious favoritism

Before you got together you were constantly pushing him, breaking minuscule rules in favor of gaining his attention. Nothing too immoral, but enough to get under his skin.

Like slipping into class just seconds after the bell had rung, nearly avoiding Aizawa’s attention, but never making it past Iida.

Or when a class had gotten a bit too stressful, the room filling with hot air as tensions rose and you had to pop open a few buttons of your uniform top

Then there was your favorite offense; desk sitting. If there was one sure way to get a reaction from your stickler of a boyfriend it was to place yourself on top of a desk.

Which is what you found yourself doing at the end of an unfavorable week. The two of you hadn’t gotten a moment together outside of your studies and you were growing needy.

So with a few moments of free time before class began, you decided to chat with Tsu and Uraraka, settling atop the desk between them when you had grown tired of standing

The desk belonging to none other than Tenya

Your ankles were crossed as you leaned forward to speak with Tsuyu and he was beyond s h o o k

Immediate hand chopping.

He’s towering over you, ranting about how your behavior was improper while keeping his hands clenched in an attempt to keep from running his fingertips along your thighs.

When was the last time you were this close to him? It had to have been longer than he realized for him to have such a strong reaction— are you biting your lip??

Any response between you died off as Aizawa addressed the class and you were sent back to your seat, leaving Iida far more frazzled than you realized

The moment class ends he has you tucked under an empty stairwell to continue his lecture

Only he doesn’t get very far

Tenya Iida has an authority kink. I take no criticism.

When you look up at him from under your lashes, muttering the words ‘yes sir’ as he chastised you, his resolve was shattered

Has you pressed against the wall immediately, fisting your blazer as he dips to press his forehead to yours

‘Why must you push me?’

Doesn’t even let you answer before his mouth is covering yours, hips arching to grind his obvious arousal against you

Knowing he had been just as affected by your as you had him was enough to spur a moan past your lips and he takes the chance to slide his tongue into your mouth

Although he was MORTIFIED at the impropriety of it all, he couldn’t resist the sweet noises you made as he expertly worked against you

His hand eventually slides between you, pushing past the waistband of your bottoms and grinding his palm against you teasingly

‘Now, who do you belong to, darling?’

You you youyouyou—

Your hand was rubbing along Iida’s hard cock, his length straining against his pants to the point you’re almost worried they’ll rip

Somehow the two of you had been so lost in one another that you hadn’t heard the door open at the top of the stairwell

Denki and Mineta honestly weren’t creeping this time— they just wanted a snack from the vending machine adjacent to you!

Got a whole ass meal instead 👁👄👁

A moan tore from your throat, quickly being smothered by Tenya’s parted lips as you came on his fingers

You had barely made out the echoing sound of objects clattering to the ground through the ringing in your ears

But your boyfriend had heard

His lips separated from you in an instant, shocked gaze shifting into something closer to anger as he recognized your classmates

Denki began stammering out an apology, looking close to short-circuiting as his attention flickered between you

Mineta had let his gaze linger on you for too long. His eyes taking in the way your exposed chest— Tenya must have pulled the buttons loose

You cringe away from his gaze, post-orgasm haze™ spurring you to tuck yourself closer to Tenya to avoid their stares rather than snap at them

It was your obvious discomfort that had kicked Iida into gear, twisting to thread your button your blouse together before rounding on the others

If embarrassment wasn’t enough, the thought of them having seen you in such a vulnerable position had him seething as he began his lecture

Attempts hand chopping them into submission, but they kept disregarding his words in favor of catching another glimpse of you in a fucked out state

All fondness for his classmates had vanished as he stepped into their line of sight, shielding you from their gazes. His eyes almost daring them to continue

Whatever words lingering on their tongues died off, heads bowing in shame as they agreed to keep the entire situation to themselves

After all, the potential wrath of Tenya Iida was not something to be taken lightly.

Mirio

Mirio’s love language is touch, without a doubt, so it’s honestly surprising when he’s NOT trying to get handsy with you

He’s always defended his obvious displays of affection by claiming he had so little free time— he’d be a fool to waste the opportunity to touch you!

Mirio jumped at the opportunity to feel you against him. Whether it was a heavy kiss to your lips after walking you to class, a hand slipping under your shirt to caress your back, or his fingers trailing teasingly along your thigh.

However, as much as he was attentive, he was also forgetful.

It was because of that forgetfulness that you found yourself alone in your dorm. Countless boxes of takeout were lined up on your desk and a pre-planned movie was ready to play on your small tv.

After a few hours and countless delivered messages, you succumbed to disappointment.

The following day Mirio can’t seem to figure out why you’re avoiding him, but he refuses to give up without a fight.

Definitely thinks it’s a game of some sort and takes it upon himself to break your silent streak

It wasn’t easy being upset with Mirio. He had an uncanny ability to brighten any room he stepped into and being irrevocably in love with him only strengthened his effect

He’s always hard for you and loves letting you know just how you affect him— so why not place a hand on your hand, pressing firmly against your back when he slips past?

You always look so stunning— why not feed you compliments at every given moment?

How could he not look at you with the most iNTENSE GAZE undressing you with his eyes in front of everyone?

It’s when he realizes that you aren’t reacting to his teasing and flirtatious behaviorist that he caves.

He finds you between classes, stirring you away from the crowd, despite your wordless protests. It isn’t until you’re tucked away in an abandoned hall that he finally asks what was wrong

You had fully intended on dragging it out, allowing anger to push you on. But he spoke to you in the softest voice, looked at you with eyes filled with so much devotion that it was nearly overwhelming

He is shocked when you shove him away— were you tearing up??

Actually gets super defensive because he doesn’t realize HES the one that made you upset

Once you finally cave and remind him about the date he had missed it hits him like a freight train.

The two of you so rarely got time together and he had stood you up.

‘I’m so sorry, baby. I’ve been so busy lately— I didn’t realize I was neglecting you.’

Does not waste time making it up to you. He cups your face in his hands as he starts placing soft kisses on your face, cooing softly as tears roll down your cheeks

Did somebody say praise kink?

How can you stay mad at him when he’s telling you how sorry he is and that he loves you and you’re the only one his dick will get hard for??

It isn’t long before he’s pinned you between him and the wall, hitching your legs around his waist while coaxing you into a heavy kiss

His hips flex to grind against you, his hot length slotting between your thighs as he digs his fingertips into the curve of your ass

Mirio does not care that somebody could see— his quirk leaves him naked all the time and he’s shameless 🥵

But again he’s so forgetful—

And he was meant to go straight to class 1A to talk with them alongside the other members of The Big Three

So when he didn’t show up Aizawa had sent Tamaki and Midoriya in search of their future number one hero

How were you supposed to know they would turn the corner just as you arched from the wall?

Mirio had no idea anyone was there as he used the hand that was wrapped around your throat as leverage to grind you over the edge—

bOY were you embarrassed when you heard the two boys audibly g a s p

Midoriya’s embarrassment nearly gave Tamaki a run for his money. You were quick to turn away, immediately hiding your face in his chest as he greeted the duo in an overly cheerful voice

Absolutely teases the three of you over the incident FOREVER!!

Shigaraki

Shigaraki was obsessed with you.

There was no way around how infatuated he had become and it only seemed to grow alongside your relationship

He was touch starved. The moment you began giving him physical affection and attention it was game over

He had no shame, especially when it came to his desire for you, which is how you often found yourself perched on his lap no matter the company.

That being said, the leader of the League of Villains became intolerable when the two of you were separated for long.

And a recent spiral of events has prevented you from returning to the hideout, thus leaving the others to deal with him

You weren’t expected to return until the following week. Aside from texting Shigaraki endlessly (didn’t he have anything better to do?) and assuring Twice and Toga that you’d be returning as soon as possible, you hadn’t had much contact with the League

Shigaraki was wound up tight, lashing out at the others far more than usual. That was how he ended up sitting at the bar, Father concealing his annoyance as Kurogiri took over the meeting.

And suddenly you were walking in, muttering a quick apology before taking the only available seat beside Toga

Shigaraki could not keep his eyes off of you, something that doesn’t go unnoticed by the others. It was the most present he had been since you left.

Of course, that meant Dabi has also noticed and never missing an opportunity to mess with their ruthless leader he shifted closer from his place behind you, muttering small talk into your ear

There is no doubt in my mind that Shigaraki was staring at you both like 😠 behind Father

Luckily the meeting had been wrapping up upon your arrival and the group was dismissed, many leaving to handle their own business.

However, the moment you had leaped to your feet Tomura had vanished from the room

With a sigh you moved over to the bar, sliding into the seat that had once been occupied by your man and Kurogiri placed a drink before you

By the time you had downed the last bit the bar had gotten eerily quiet, though when you shifted to speak to the Misty Man he was already looking over your shoulder. With a single nod, he had left the room.

The moment he was gone leather artist gloves shoved under your top, your heart racing at the all too familiar feeling as a palm settled between your shoulders

‘I’ve missed you, pet.’

There was a harsh tone to his voice, but it was contradicted by the trail of open-mouthed kisses he pressed along your neck and shoulder

Your entire body arched against him, head craning back to catch a glimpse of him, smiling widely as you met his gaze and returned the sentiment

A scoff slid past his lips, though you could see the amusement dancing in his gaze as his hand reached around to wrap around your throat

Despite the gloves, he kept a pinky in the air

His mouth covers yours in a sloppy kiss as his hips jolt sharply against you, knocking you against the countertop

Absolutely cannot control himself as he ruts against you, wasting little to no time in pushing your bottoms down past your thighs

Heat pooled in your stomach as his free hand reached between you to pull himself from his jeans

His dick slid between your thighs, a throaty whine sliding past your lips and despite the slick from your arousal the thick head stretched you perfectly

You had been completely lost in him, moaning and whining freely as he continued to rut against you.

There was a click throughout the room, similar to the door handle being twisted and your attention was adverted to the source

However, Shigaraki was faster.

He grabbed the back of your head and using his hold as leverage to press your face flat against the bar-top while his other hand worked against your sensitive center. A loud moan that was undoubtedly his name tumbled past your lips

‘There’s my little slut— louder, make sure they know who makes you feel this good.’

Unbeknownst to you, the person he wanted to be sure knew you were his had entered the room, Tomura meeting his gaze with a smirk as you began chanting his name like a prayer

A harsh thrust of his hips sent you over the edge as you came on his cock, filthy praises slipping past his lips as his hot release rolled down your thighs

He placed another sloppy kiss on the back of your neck before parting from you.

The moment you lift your head and begin adjusting yourself you lock eyes with Dabi

Embarrassed didn’t even begin to explain how you felt as Tomura let out a loud laugh, reaching down to pull your bottoms up after he had tucked himself away

‘Go wait on my bed while I speak with Dabi and I may let you come on my tongue.’

You wasted no time hurrying away from the two, heart pounding from both excitement and humiliation as you rushed to do as you were told

[snowywrites]

Yuri x popular Fem!reader

summary: fluffy fic in which the reader sees Yuri while working at a coffee shop and intends to be closer friends with her.

word count: 2.1k

"Y/N!"

You stop in your tracks, turning to scan the tables around you for the source of the voice; it was kind of familiar, and your eyes fall on a customer that's a regular here at the coffee shop. A young man around your age, usually here with his friends but alone today.

You had been about to go make another coffee for a different customer, but you force a service smile onto your face and hurry over to his table. "Hello!" You wrack your brain for a second to bring a name to this man- it wasn't easy keeping track of so many different people, and not just at your job! You also tried to keep tabs on the majority of your peers from school, too. Fortunately, it clicks a moment later. "Hatsumi, was everything alright?" You ask, noting he's already finished his pastry and drink.

Hatsumi grins, clearly pleased you had remembered him. Customers tended to get really happy over little things like that... if only they knew you did this with all of them. It was no secret you were one of the favorites here at the little shop, consistently getting better tips than many of your coworkers. "It was great!" He answers you brightly.

You nod and inquire politely, "Would you like me to go ahead and bring the bill out now?"

A moment of hesitation, and then, "Oh- uh, yes, thanks." He seems a bit disappointed, but you don't have time to dwell on it right now, not with how busy today's rush hour is. The only good thing is you're hopefully going to be getting off in about a half hour.

You assure him you'll be right back and then flit off to the counter to ring up the items he'd ordered and print the bill. As you're doing so, you feel a tap on your shoulder.

Glancing up, you see your favorite coworker, a girl several years older than you. "Y/N," she begins, a bit of a pleading look in her eyes that means she's about to ask you for a favor.

Biting back a sigh, you push down whatever annoyance you have at being interrupted to look expectantly at her. "What's up?"

"Can we please switch tables really quickly?" She practically begs you.

Switching tables wasn't too terribly uncommon- sometimes when guests came in, the baristas would know them outside of work and might ask a coworker to deal with the order and anything else.

"Sure," you giggle, ever the people-pleaser. You had a reputation to keep, after all! You don't like to brag, but you do enjoy the fact that you have many different friends and are well-liked by just about everyone you know. "Who?"

She gives a hop of delight. "Can I take the bill to Hatsumi?"

You can't help but smirk mischievously. "Ohhhhh, I see."

She lightly smacks you on the arm, instantly blushing. "Nono, I just-"

You cut her off before she can defend herself, knowing the two of you don't really have the time to waste playing around. "It's no worries. And who's that order for?" You question as you point at the circular silver tray in her hands which is holding a cute polka-dotted cup of tea.

"Ah, this goes to table three, the girl with the purple hair."

You nod, exchanging the bill for the tray. You want to watch and see what will happen between your friend and Hatsumi, if anything, but when you look towards the designated table, already heading for it, you realize you recognize the girl sitting there.

You have no trouble recalling her name. One of the members of your Literature Club, Yuri...

You haven't actually been in the club all that long at all, maybe a week-ish, and you feel like you haven't had any time at all to get properly acquainted with Yuri. Part of you feels that it's a shame, because you get the sense she's a very interesting and sweet person beneath her quiet and distant shell. It's just hard when she's always reading, and even in the rare moments she's not, she doubts herself so much during conversations with you that it just ends up being a bit weird.

But not today! No, you're suddenly filled with a sense of determination to get closer to Yuri.

You consider playfully scaring her when you walk up, but ultimately decide against it; aside from being naturally timid anyway, she's also, as usual, reading, and doesn't seem aware of anything going on in the shop around her. So, yeah, best to use a more gentle approach.

"Hey, you," you say, putting all the friendliness in your voice as possible, stopping beside the table to greet her.

In spite of everything, Yuri still jumps a bit in her seat, violet gaze flashing up to you in alarm.

'So much for trying not to scare her,' you think unhappily. Pushing that thought away, you give her a reassuring smile. "Sorry, it's just me! Y/N. We're in the Literature Club together," you try to remind her, wondering with a pang of horror if she's actually forgotten who you are. That would be a first for you.

A second of silence, but at last Yuri's tense grip on her book loosens, and she glances down at it, avoiding making eye contact. "O-Oh, I'm sorry."

Another awkward beat of silence. This was what you meant!! It always went like this with Yuri, and you wished more than anything that you knew how to make her more comfortable around you. Hoping to carry the burden of saving this interaction, you laugh nervously, "It's no worries! But, you didn't forget me, did you?" As much as you're just trying to joke around, there really is a slight feeling of hurt that that may very well have been the case.

Yuri stiffens, quickly answering, "No, I- I didn't!" It's a rushed response, louder than you've ever heard her speak and yet still quieter than most people's normal speaking voice. As if embarrassed by her small outburst, she ducks her head to add quietly, "Uhm, that is- I just meant that... I wouldn't ever forget you, Y/N."

Oh. Talk about giving someone butterflies. You never knew what to expect with Yuri- sometimes she could never get her words out, but then other times she'd say something with such a deep meaning that it would catch you entirely off guard. What's odd though is you know for a fact how truly sincere she is; Yuri is the type of person that's much deeper than most people, and she wouldn't say something if she didn't really think or believe it.

"Thank you, Yuri," you say warmly, setting her tea down near her on the table. "Here you go! I like this kind, too." Truthfully, since you hadn't taken the order yourself or even made the drink, you weren't 100% sure what kind of tea this was, but you were willing to try anything to make Yuri more at ease. It also wasn't unheard of for you to make conversation with customers, even if it was busier than usual right now- for once though, you weren't aiming to make a good tip or secure a regular customer. You genuinely wanted to talk with her. "Hey, is that the same book you're reading at the club?" You question after catching a glimpse of the cover art.

She shakes her head, causing some of her bangs to fall into her face. Brushing them out of the way, she frowns and then nods. "W-Well, kind of. I finished that one yesterday... this is the sequel," she explains.

"It must be pretty good if you want to read the next part already," you comment. "What's it about?"

As predicted, Yuri noticeably perks up. "Oh, I think you would really enjoy it, Y/N. It's about-"

"Y/N!"

You flinch at the stern voice of your shift supervisor, who apparently hadn't realized Yuri was speaking when he cut her off.

You glance back to see him gesturing at you in clear annoyance, motioning to the line of guests waiting for their drinks to be made. You nod, signaling you'll be right over.

Focusing back on Yuri, you're unable to mask your disappointment. "I'm sorry, I've gotta get back to work. I'm supposed to be off in a little bit though."

Yuri seems to also be discouraged, apologizing for keeping you, even though you're the one who had intentionally kept the talk going. She bites her lip, and then, probably overtaken by a brief moment of courage, suggests, "When you get off, maybe then I could tell you about the books?"

You're stunned, but at the same time, this was precisely what you'd been hoping for! "Yes, sure! That sounds great. I'll see you then!" You chirp, hurrying away.

The last of your shift passes by rather quickly, and when it comes time to clock out, you actually have to tell your supervisor no, you can't stay another extra hour even if they are busy, because you have plans! Normally you would have, but not today.

You meet Yuri at the door and the two of you leave the coffee shop together. The sun is close to setting, but not quite there yet. "Thank you again, Yuri! I like spending time with you, I've just been a little busy lately," you say.

Yuri mumbles something you can't quite hear, but then adds more clearly, "I-I'm glad..."

"So," you begin, clasping your hands behind you and beaming at her. "About those books!"

That's all it takes for Yuri to dive into an explanation of the main plot points as the two of you walk side by side towards your home.

You're more than a bit tired from work and standing on your feet for so long, but it's nice to have company on the walk back, especially someone like Yuri. You hum and comment every so often, honestly thinking that they did sound like the sort of books you would enjoy. Full of fantasy and mystery and thrills... and of course, romance.

"So, the main character ditches his friend, who's been with him the whole time, for the new girl? And she's from the enemy's group?" You surmise.

Yuri hesitates. "I don't want to spoil anything for you if you're wanting to read them for yourself..."

"Such a tease," you sigh, pretending to be betrayed. "Oh, we're here- this is my house."

The two of you stop at the gate leading to the front yard of your home, and you're positive you aren't imagining the plaintive expression on Yuri's face. You didn't really want your time together to end either, but alas, you both have classes tomorrow.

"If- If you really would like, you can borrow the first book from me," offers Yuri. "And then... you'll see for yourself how it all goes."

You nod enthusiastically. "Yes, please! Thank you, that's really sweet of you! We can discuss it too after I'm finished reading it. I think I already know who my favorite character is going to be, though."

Yuri tilts her head curiously. "Who would that be?"

"Nope! It's a secret, for now." You pause, glancing up at the darkening sky. "Will you be okay walking home by yourself?"

Her violet eyes soften at your concern. "Yes, I don't live very far from here."

You find yourself unsure of how to say goodbye to Yuri, an uncertain quiet settling over the two of you, but she doesn't seem to find it awkward. "Okay, if you're sure. Do you mind giving me your phone number, though?"

She starts in surprise, a dusting of pink covering her cheeks. "U-Uhm- I- you-?"

"So you can text me when you get home," you quickly defend your reasoning, feeling a bit shy yourself at Yuri's reaction. She really was unique- most people tried to play it cool when asking for or giving numbers.

"R-Right," she stammers, reciting it off for you, and her phone buzzes at the quick text message you sent her so she would have your number.

"I'll see you tomorrow then, at the Literature Club," you finally say, already looking forward to it. "And don't forget to bring the book, please!"

Yuri steps back, her gaze on the ground but you still see her smile to herself. "Yes, I will. Bye, Y/N." She seems like she has something else she wants to say, but then she gives herself a shake and quickly turns away, her long hair twirling to follow her.

You watch her go until you can't see her anymore, partly due to wanting to make sure she was safe.

You couldn't help but admire her for her intelligence and beauty, even if she seemed to admire your social skills in return. Hopefully this was the start of a very deep relationship with Yuri.

[ptergwen]

tastes like cherry

w/c: 2.7k

warnings: swearing, hints of cheating, and suggestive themes

summary: peter is into you, but you’re into mj... and peter

a/n: i love this concept even tho it’s unhealthy? let’s take it as a cautionary tale :D also this is my last full oneshot of the year!! i’ll do something quick tomorrow tho

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“sorry, peter. i’m already going with mj.”

you shut your locker, revealing an oddly unphased peter behind it. he doesn’t understand what you mean.

the two of you make your way through the hall. you’re about to head some so you can get ready for liz’s party later. she told you about it first since you’re good friends. you asked mj to come this morning, which was liz’s idea. she’s been trying to set you two up for a while.

“ok, that’s fine. i’m sure she’ll understand if you-“ you cut him off before he gets too excited. “like, as a couple. she’s my date.” peter’s face falls.

you and mj? no offense to her, but he could never see you liking someone so... dry. he’s always pictured bubbly and sweet people to be more your speed. himself, for example.

“that’s,” peter clears his throat. “that’s cool.” you smile to yourself, thinking about spending the night with mj. he’s thinking about how he can show his support without sounding jealous. “since when did you, um, have a thing for her?” “i don’t know. liz helped me realize, honestly,” you nudge his arm.

“maybe you can hang out with her tonight.” peter turns to look at you like you’ve said the most insane thing ever. you’re already looking at him. it brings a blush to his cheeks, which you take as him liking her. you smirk and stop when you get to the doors.

“i... i don’t think that’s a good idea,” he decides with a nervous smile. “think about it more. see you later.” you push open one of the doors and skip outside. you’re already gone when he responds. “yeah, see you.”

he needs to come up with a plan, fast.

-

“dude, that’s rough,” ned can’t hold back a laugh at the story. peter is at his place, the two of them about to leave for the party. he told him what happened earlier in hopes of getting a second opinion. if he’d known ned would react like this, he would’ve kept it to himself.

“this isn’t funny, ned. i need help,” peter almost whines, flopping back on ned’s bed. ned is fixing his hair last minute. “i’m sorry, bro, but i don’t think y/n likes you that way,” he says sympathetically this time. peter sits up again. they both make eye contact in the mirror. “how do you know that?” “uh, she rejected you?”

puffing some air out of his cheeks, peter watches ned run a comb through his hair. the silence gives him time to reflect on your conversation. he suddenly remembers a key part of it.

“she only said no because she’s taking mj,” peter repeats, ned squinting at his friend’s reflection. “not because she doesn’t like me.” ned puts the comb down, satisfied with his look. he sighs and faces peter again. “it’s too late, dude. try again some other time.”

peter disregards everything he said and keeps plotting. he snaps when an idea comes to him. “all i have to do is get y/n alone for a while.” he looks up at ned with hopeful eyes. that can’t be good.

ned doesn’t approve of messing with your love life. he wishes peter could be just happy for you and move on. that being said, he is supposed to be peter’s wingman. he’d be a pretty terrible one by saying no to whatever he’s about to ask. he mentally apologizes to you before giving in.

“what am i gonna do?”

“can you distract mj for me?”

-

kids are still piling in when peter and ned arrive. they follow the line of people leading the way. it’s easy to forget how popular liz is because she does academic decathlon with all of you, the most uncool club midtown has to offer. this puts it in perspective.

liz is greeting people at the door. another reason she’s not your stereotypical popular girl is that she’s actually nice.

peter heads in first, ned behind him. her face lights up the second they step inside.

“what took you so long?” she playfully questions the two of them. “ned’s hair,” peter answers, earning a laugh from her. ned elbows his side. “it looks great, ned,” liz compliments him and winks at peter. “oh, thank you.” he tries to act humble about it by running a hand through the style.

peter peers over liz’s head to see if he can find you. he’d have to stand on his tiptoes to really make progress, so that’s done. liz still picks up on it.

“looking for someone?” she raises an eyebrow at him. ned shifts from one foot to the other uncomfortably. “um, do you know where y/n is?” peter clenches his jaw. “in the kitchen with mj. she told me you might wanna hang out tonight.” she’s sort of studying his face, widening her eyes. he averts his own to his feet.

“i should really find her. i’ll... i’ll catch up with you later.” his lips press into a forced smile. “come on, ned.” the two of them set off for the kitchen. ned tells her goodbye and follows peter, leaving liz standing there shocked.

“you could’ve been a little nicer, dude,” ned concludes from the encounter. they’re on their way to the kitchen. peter shrugs his shoulders with both eyebrows furrowed. “i wasn’t mean, though. i’m just, you know, busy.” “so is y/n.”

you’re laughing about something mj said, your arms tightening around her waist from behind. one of your hands has a drink in it. the other searches for hers. she laces your fingers together and rolls her eyes, probably calling you a dork. it’s in a loving way, unlike when she uses the same nickname on peter.

ned might be right. it seems like you’re having a really good time. who is peter to take that away from you? he’d rather you be snuggling up to him than mj, but what matters beyond anything is that you’re enjoying yourself. he should listen to you and spend some time with liz. she’s at least interested in him.

he completely changes his mind when your lips brush mj’s cheek. back to his plan.

“you’re here!” you announce as peter and ned enter the kitchen. mj nods her head at them. “thing one. thing two,” she greets, holding out her free hand to fistbump ned. “hey.” peter grins at you, then gives mj a slightly smaller one. she notices. he sticks his hands in his pockets.

“did you say hi to liz?” you check with your eyebrows raised in anticipation. ned answers for peter, who bites down on his lip. “they’re gonna hang out later.” mj snorts at the idea. “why would she ever wanna do that?” “because i told her to,” you sigh and glance at peter. he’s so stiff.

“and why would you do that?” mj deadpans, looking peter over. he glares back. he hates being talked about like he’s not there. ned forces out a laugh to clear some of the tension between them. you don’t realize any of this is happening.

“i mean, she set me up with you. i wanted to return the favor,” you explain and rest your chin on mj’s shoulder. her face softens. she tilts her head back to look at you with a smile. “aw,” ned coos and draws a heart around you two with his fingers.

he’s secretly rooting for you and mj.

peter points at the snack table, his eyes going from mj to you. “i’m gonna... get a drink.” “ooh, fun. i picked them out,” you beam at him. mj pulls you closer to her before he comes over. she’s not happy with the way he keeps looking at you. you’re not completely oblivious to it either. you just don’t know what to think of it.

you pick up your cup to take a sip of soda. peter has to pass by you to get his own. right as you bring yours to your lips, peter ‘accidentally’ knocks into you. the drink spills down the side of your dress. this is all part of his plan. you squeal and step away from mj.

mj hits peter’s arm with the back of her hand. “idiot. look what you did to my date.” she only refers to you as her date so he’ll take the hint and back off. he ignores her and tends to you instead, a frown on his lips.

“i’m so sorry, y/n. i didn’t mean to-“ “it’s fine. ned, can you hand me a napkin?” you do your best not to let your frustration show.

he goes to get one off the counter. peter turns to him and mouthes ‘don’t’ before he gets the chance. ned mouthes ‘why not?’ back. peter says ‘because i said so.’ their silent conversation doesn’t go unnoticed by mj. she huffs and pushes past peter. “what the fuck, i’ll get it.”

peter gives him a look that says to do something. panicking, ned pushes the stack of napkins onto the floor. they all end up scattered around.

everyone waits for him to address it. “oops,” he chokes out. “you’re both idiots,” mj grumbles, getting onto the floor to pick them up. this should keep her distracted for a while. things are falling into place.

“i’m gonna see if i can borrow something from liz,” you tell the three of them in an exhale. peter rushes to your side. “do you need help with your dress?”

not sure what to say, you look over at mj. her and ned are busy cleaning up. she probably won’t mind. “this is my fault. i feel bad,” peter continues on.

you leave your empty cup on the snack table and nod. “come with me.”

-

you bring peter up to liz’s room and shut the door behind you. he has to bite back a smile while you search through her drawers for new clothes. sorry to liz, looks like the two of you are spending the night together now.

your change of clothes ends up on the bed. it’s only a t-shirt and jeans. you’re actually kind of bummed about your dress because you bought it specifically for tonight. not that mj would ever care what you wear, but you felt like dressing up. a few compliments from her wouldn’t hurt, though. she’s not the best in that area.

“can you unzip me?” you ask peter, eyeing him over your shoulder. he’s quick to come up behind you. he puts a hand on your lower back. his other slowly tugs the zipper down. “this is cute,” he murmurs, swiping his thumb over the material of your dress. the feeling and his words give you goosebumps.

“sorry i kind of ruined it.” “are you?” you’re only teasing. peter answers seriously, his voice lower than usual. “no.” you take a step forward when he finishes with the zipper. “it did feel pretty staged to me. you’re not that clumsy.” there’s emphasis on ‘that.’ he hums in a rather suggestive way. you face him again.

the back of your dress gets left open. peter’s eyes trail down your body, his hands not quite leaving it yet.

you’ve always seen him as this harmless, infinitely nice guy. he’s almost too nice for you. it’s why you never considered him as more than a friend. mj has an edge to her, and you like that. peter might have an edge, too.

this new side of him is starting to make you rethink his spot in the friend zone. you feel like you might be rushing into things with mj. should you really have taken liz’s advice? or, should you have came with peter?

“why’d you do it?” your gaze shifts down to his lips. he moves closer to you. that inspires you to take another step back. “i had to get you away from mj.” “she’s my date,” you say unconvincingly and keep walking backwards. peter follows until you end up against the wall.

it’s the perfect spot for him to corner you in. so, he does.

his arms are on either side of the wall behind you. he leans his head down. your faces are dangerously close to each other. your mouths are dangerously close to each other, too.

“you’re... you’re supposed to be with liz,” you breathe out. peter brings a hand up to caress your cheek. “she probably has better things to do.”

it’s almost impossible not to give in to his touch. his fingers run over your skin gently, contradicting the intense way his eyes stare into yours. you lean your cheek in the palm of his hand. you’re still having doubts.

“well, i’m supposed to be with mj,” you try to remind the both of you.

peter considers it for a moment. you two definitely shouldn’t be doing this. the selfish side of his brain takes over then. it’s not like you and mj made it official yet.

“supposed to be doesn’t mean you want to,” he rasps, his thumb moving down to your lower lip. he runs it across. you watch him with hooded eyes. as much as you crave his lips on yours, it wouldn’t be fair to mj. you care about them both.

“what if she’s looking for me?” your voice is just above a whisper. “ned has it covered,” he reassures you. “we’re okay.” we. you really like the way that sounds.

you’re not sure what’s going on with your head or your heart right now. all you know is that you want, no, need peter to kiss you. you’d never forgive yourself if you let the chance pass you by.

“you thought of everything,” you remark, winding one of your arms around his neck. peter’s breath fans over your face. he grabs your waist, you pushing your body flush against his. there isn’t an inch of space between you two. “because i like you, y/n.”

“i like you, too,” you finally admit to yourself and peter. your lips are so close to his they’re ghosting. “but, i also like mj.” his fingers press into your side. “can we worry about that after we kiss?” a grin crosses your face. “good idea.”

peter lets his lips land properly on yours, both of you melting into the kiss. this already feels so right even though it isn’t. he sighs in content and drops a hand down to your hip. you use your hand on his neck to deepen the kiss, your head against the wall.

he pulls you up by your hips, signaling for you to jump. your legs wrap around his middle while he snakes his around your waist again. he’s easily holding you while his lips attack yours.

“shit, you’re so strong,” you giggle into his mouth, an airy laugh escaping him. “think so?” peter kisses over to your cheek. one of your dress straps falls down your shoulder. you leave it. his lips kiss their way back to yours, getting messier with each one. you give him a lazy smile. he pecks your lips one more time, softly.

“you taste like cherry,” peter mumbles, now moving down to your chin. it’s shiny from where your lip gloss smeared. “cherry coke. the one you spilled on me,” you explain with a scoff. he keeps kissing down the center of your neck, his fingers tugging at the end of your dress.

“wonder what else tastes like cherry.” he’s half joking and half serious. actually, more serious. you gasp and tilt your head to the side more. you can feel him smirking while his lips dance across your skin. “peter, i can’t believe you of all people would say that.” “i’m full of surprises,” he hums, sucking a little too hard on one spot.

it’s hot having him take control like this, but this isn’t the time or place for a hickey.

“wait, i don’t want mj to see.” that’s the least of your problems. still, it’s a very big one. it comes right after choosing between which one of your friends you like more. you’re so screwed.

“alright. let’s do something else,” peter suggests, tightening his grip around your waist. he carries you over to liz’s bed. you giggle into his ear and throw your other arm around his neck. he drops you right next to your change of clothes, which you forgot about. they’re the whole reason you’re up here.

there’s a lot to unpack in this situation. you’re in your best friend’s room making out with her crush, while your sort of girlfriend has no fucking clue where you went.

good thing peter and his kisses are here to distract you from it all.

[loyalshipper]

May I introduce the Tumblr DC community to one of my two favorite Batfam AUs I have created. Bruce Wayne owns a hotel/museum near an ocean cliff and still has a chronic adoption problem but doesn’t fight crime. (If anyone writes this you can make it to where heroes still exist, the Batfam are the inly no capes)

WE still exists but it isn’t run by Bruce it is run by Lucius because back in the 60s Thomas and Martha bought the hotel and wanted that to be their legacy. They still die the same way but Bruce puts all his efforts into running and blossoming the hotel which was his parent’s dream project.

I’ll get back into the hotel in a minute I’m taking about the kids now

Dick is gotten a similar way, he visits the Cape with Haly’s Circus, his parents die because of faulty wiring sold to the circus by Zucco and Dick becomes an orphan. Bruce just so happened to use his one night off in a while to go see the circus. He keeps thinking about Dick and ends up adopting him. He helps Dick and the Circus bring Zucco to justice and sues the hell out of him and shuts down his business. (Adopted at 8))

Jason was found living in one of the shut down rooms of the hotel. Because his dad left and was in prison and his mom od. So Bruce treats him like a wild animal and starts to leave food out on a regular schedule until Jason gets comfortable with him and he adopts Jason. (five years younger than Dick)

Tim was the son of two wealthy archaeologists who were gone 11 out of the 12 months. Bruce met Tim because he liked to come into the museum and take pictures of the museum exhibits and hotel architecture and shoreline which he would develop and give copies to Bruce. So he opens his house to this little boy with a penchant for photography. Until one day Tim’e parents call Tim telling him that they are staying in Egypt permanently because the archeological dig is producing wonderous results and they’ll be hiring him an around the clock sitter. Only for Tim to wait three weeks and no one shows up. They went so far as to fire Ms. Mac but never hired a sitter for their son. So he goes to Bruce in tears and explains everything, because this is it-his parents finally did abandon him, and Bruce sues them for custody of Tim. (Three years younger than Jason, adopted at 7)

Damian was the result of a relationship Bruce had in college while studying hotel management and hospitality. Talia is the daughter of a hotel conglomerate owner who is currently trying to buy Bruce’s hotel so it can be torn down and Ra’s can built a new hyper expensive hotel in its place. Damian was sent to live with Bruce to try and get Bruce to have Damian inherit the hotel so Ra’s can get it and destroy it, but that backfired because instead Damian falls in love with the hotel and his new family (reluctantly) and wants to see the hotel and museum flourish, not tear down this historical piece of architecture to replace it with a soulless hotel only available to the wealthy elite. But something available to everyone that families vacation to because there is so much history and beauty in a thing that has stood for centuries. So Damian turns against Ra’s. Due not that while Damian and Tim do have a sibling rivalry it is not as vicious and cutting as it is in canon. They love each other they just don’t mesh well while in the same room. And yes, Damian still has his variety of pets (7 years younger than Tim)

Cass came to the hotel with her “father,” David Cain, who went to the Cape for business, and just ended up leaving and forgetting Cass at the hotel. He was still abusive and Cass had trouble speaking but he wasn’t “turn Cass into the world’s greatest assassin” abusive. After Bruce finds Cass, he sues Cain for parental custody and then ruins his life unrepentantly. (Couple of months older than Jason)

After Martha and Thomas died, Alfred took over managing the hotel while Bruce was still growing up and while he was getting his degrees, now he is the grandfather to Bruce’s many kids and helps to keep them running and cared for while they run and care for the hotel. He’s also the one that helps the new kids transfer into the life of running a hotel.

Barbara is the daughter of the Police Comissioner still who became friends with Dick and works, first part time at the museum/hotel and then full time. Same with Steph and Tim (1 year older than Dick)

Cullen and Harper work at the museum, Helena works at the hotel. Carrie does both. Duke is the newest acquisition. Only, his parents disappeared and no one has been able to find them yet. So Bruce currently had temporary custody of Duke who lives at the hotel with everyone. (Harper is a year older than Tim, Cullen is a year younger than Tim, Carrie is the same age as Jason, Duke is a few months younger than Tim)

Each person has different jobs. (Dick is concierge/check-in, Jason does guided history tours of the hotel/museum/grounds, Tim works in financials because he deals with the least amount of people, Helena, Carrie and Steph are both maids, Carrie also does janitorial stuff with Cullen, Barbara works hotel check-in with Dick, Barbara and Harper work cashier at the gift shop, Duke doesn’t have a job yet because he is still dealing with the disappearance of his parents, Damian does every job to see where he fits in best.

JARRO IS THE FAMILY PET STARFISH THAT TIM ADOPTED WHEN HE FIRST JOINED THE FAMILY AND RESCUED FROM BEING EATEN OFF THE BEACH

The hotel is still fully staffed with not-batkids, like grounds keepers and other hotel cleaners and janitors.

Location time!

I’m turning Gotham nicer and changing the geography of the city.

The hotel Museum rests about 200 yds from a cliff that overlooks a beach. There is a well maintained stair case put into the cliff for people to walk down, as well as a longer gravel path that follows the cliff edge down to the shoreline. It is frequented by seals, sea lions, and in the distance, dolphins and whales. The hotel it’s self has about 100 or so acres of land and a long drive but it is technically within walking distance to the city. And it’s a normal coastal town with a port and touristic areas. Kinda eerie at night when the fog rolls in but that’s part of the charm of the NorthEast.

Selina is just Bruce’s friend in this. She is Helena’s mother and Bruce was a surrogate for her. She decided she wanted a baby and Bruce offered to be a donor. So Selina had Helena and Bruce is part of her life but not as her dad, which was the agreement. Selina takes care of the stray animals on the grounds and favors the cats.

Clark is a reporter that was tasked to right an article on the hotel and it’s history, became good friends with Bruce and brings his family (Lois, Jon, Bizarro, Kon, Kara, Lena, Chris, Ma, Pa, and Lex) on vacation to it every year. Lex and Clark are divorced husbands that left on good terms and are friendly enough to coparent their son, Connor, who was made the same way as canon but less hush hush and illegally, Kara is Clark’s cousin and Lena is her fiancée, Lois is his wife, Jon and Bizarro are their two biological sons (Bizarro has autism), Chris is their foster son. Bizarro latches onto Jason in a way that he hasn’t before and always loves coming to the hotel, Jon and Chris are best friends with Damian, Connor and Tim are long distance dating.

Collin, Maya, and Maps are Damian’s best friends from school (Damian has a crush on Collin) and he’s trying to convince them to join the hotel staff like his siblings’ friends but they are a) too young and b) not interested.

Roy has all of his problems as in canon and gets help for it, so as a way to try and bring the family closer, Oliver and Dinah arrange a vacation to the hotel for them Roy and Lian. As a stepping stone kind of thing. Get away from daily stress. Roy is resistant at first until he and Jason hit it off and start talking and Jason talks sense into him and they strike up a friendship turned romance.

The Flashfam visit the museum diring a countrywide roadtrip and mad the stop because Bart is a history buff and wouldn’t stop talking about it the entire trip. He becomes fast friends with Tim and is the only person to ever get a Tim Wayne history tour. No matter what Kon tells you he is super salty about it. Wally and Dick were internet friends and used the roadtrip as a way to be able to meet up.

Thad is the obligatory complainer who doesn’t want to stay in a musty old hotel.

Ivy is the main grounds keeper and is in charge of the native wildlife sanctuary most of the land is used for, as well as taking care of the native plantlife and lives in town with her girlfriend, Harley. Harley helps the kids prank Bruce.

Harley is a children’s psychiatrist hired by Bruce to help the kids deal with their various traumas. Her coming to the hotel for sessions is how she and Ivy met.

They started dating between Dick and Jason and Dick talks up each of them to the other, but each individual kid that comes in think they’d be cute together (since they are both professional while working there isn’t immediate proof that they are dating. But they will flirt with each other if they see each other) and it’s basically a right if passage to try and convince their siblings to help them get together and then try and set them up on their own and find out the hard way that they’re already together. They love seeing all the different way the kids try and set them up. They tend to go along with it until either the kids realise or they take pity on them.

Their favorite was Damian’s where he set up an entire romantic dinner at the hotel restaurant and Dick managed to slyly convince him to set it on a certain day that turned out to be Harley and Ivy’s anniversary.

Alfred is the head chef for the hotel, making room service meals and the breakfast buffet line up. Jason will help him out if he isn’t busy with other things.

Victor Fries and his wife hold an ice cream social ever summer at the hotel with all the ice cream flavors they came up with over the last year.

Edward Nygma, famous escape room designer, is hired to make an escape room themed on the hotel and museum that is built on the grounds near the main building.

Another ritual that starts, begins with Tim, where the older siblings convince the newest one that the hotel is haunted and Jason takes them on a “haunted ghost tour” of the abandoned part of the hotel (the part that is too dilapidated and run down to remodel safely) while the others are stationed at different parts of the hotel and grounds to run whatever scenario to scare the new kid. The only one that hasn’t been done to is Cass because even after several years she still jumps a little too hard at loud noises. But one time Jason accident closed a door a little too harshly while Cass and Tim were doing something and it caused her to jump so hard she knocked over Tim and started crying. They were contemplating whether she was strong enough to do it or not and that cemented that she wasn’t.

Tim and Cass are nearly inseparable and are commonly referred to as the Wayne Twins. For Halloween they decided to go as each other.