#This is gonna be a full fledged fanfic I promise

[actualvinniedakota]

Twitter is being stupid and scraping people's art for AI usage so I'm dropping my zombie AU designs here !!

Bonus Kyman just bc

[fictionismyreality3]

⭐️ New Series Alert ⭐️

Hi babes!!!!

I’m sosososo excited to announce my first full series: Hold My Hand 🌼

I’ve been reading fics for years but this is my first foray into full fledged fanfic writing. I literally died and went to heaven when tgm came out 🤭 so I just had to make a series for my bbg rooster. 🙏

I’m not sure how long it’s gonna be, but I already have a rough idea of where it’s gonna go! This fic has been living in my brain for like a year, clawing at my skull like a rabid porcupine 🥵. It’s almost self indulgent but idc 🙃.

Chapters will be posted whenever I have time, but I’ll try to get at least one up a week, I pinky promise 😎. Nothing is gonna be that proofread cuz your girl’s a #dyslexic.

Peace out homies!!!

[spookyuu]

AHAHAH I know no one asked for this but I actually have a lot more thoughts on my favorite horror books because surprisingly enough I've read more horror than watched it. WHICH IS SAYING SOMETHING BECAUSE I HAVE A HARD TIME SITTING AND READING TOO!!! But either way I read these and they forever live in my head and now I'm telling you all abt them.

"A Head Full of Ghosts" by Paul Tremblay is such a banger horror book tbh. I wouldn't even necessarily call it horror? It has horror aspects, sure, but.. hm. It's such a slow fucking burn that I wouldn't really describe the feeling as horror. It's more like you're reading a documentary and it slowly becomes worse and worse and you're reading about this family's dumpster fire of a household and then it's getting closer to the end chapters and you're like "okay, we're getting close to the end... How is this gonna end?" and then the last chapter happens and you're sitting there reading this ONE FUCKING PARAGRAPH over and over and just staring down at the paper because did that really just happen? Holy shit did that REALLY just happen? And I think about the ending a lot. All of it was worth it for the ending. It somehow grabs ahold of you in this vice and shakes you around mentally like a ragdoll I love it so much. PLEASE PLEASE TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK IF YOU EVER READ THIS BOOK!!!! I need to hear people's reactions to it, it fucking GUTTED me.

"Demon Seed" by Dean Koontz IS SO GOOD!!!! It's a horror scifi thing from the perspective of a rogue AI that left its like, science home and infected this girl's security system and watches her and becomes obsessed. But it's like, a disgusting selfish obsession? Like the AI I believe calls itself Adam because its like "I'm the first of my kind. I am alive and I'm so cool and great" and Koontz does such a great job of making you HATE the narrator because GOD HE SUCKS SO FUCKING BAD. He comes up with this awful terrible plan to give himself a body so that he can make the "perfect human" because he's the perfect human and um. LEMME TELL YOU IT IS NOT A GOOD PLAN!!!! There's a part near the end where you're reading what's happening and you're just looking at the page frozen because god what a fucking MISTAKE!!! OH NO!!! GIRL HELP HE CREATED AN AI MADE HORROR!!!! It's a pretty short read I highly recommend it for those AI story lovers out there.

"Down The Rabbit Hole" by @hypnoticwinter isn't a full fledged book I don't believe? But it's a fanfic for "The Mystery Flesh Pit" and if you know about the Flesh Pit and always thought, "Man I wish there was like, a book for this or something" THIS IS THE BOOK!!! THIS IS IT RIGHT HERE!!!! It's from the perspective of a journalist investigating the Pit after it closed down from a certain incident and you learn more about what life was like for the workers in the flesh pit while it was still in operation DURING THE INCIDENT!!! It is so so so SO intriguing and there is this part near the end of the first book that literally sent shivers up my spine. Like if you are looking for body horror, this is the fucking book for you. I'm so serious, there is a part during this (multiple parts actually) THAT GO SO HARD!!! I had to take a small break on three separate occasions because the image my head conjured to the words on my phone while I read this... well... Let's say I keep them close to my heart whether or not I like it. Amalgamations. That's all I'll say.

So those are my recs!! Please, If there's any story on this small list you read, let it be "Down The Rabbit Hole" it deserves so much more attention and YOU CAN READ IT RIGHT NOW!!! No book to buy, no app you gotta download. I promise it's such a fun ride.

[bellaramseysgf]

full fledge fanfic idea i’m too fuckin lazy to write and definitely not cuz i haven’t wrote fanfic in 5 years , yes i know i’m annoying

you’re mad at eddie for something he did, so you lecture him about it and he’s giving you massive puppy dog eyes and tryna work his way onto your good side. little touches and hugs he knows that would calm you down and little glances. when you finally look at him he mutters “are you still mad at your eddie spaghetti?” while giving you and every bigger puppy dog eye look (dunno how that’s possible man is one act way from killing me with cuteness) and you MELT and forgive him

this man does that shit on purpose

OWHWBENDNDBEJEBEBDJSBDSUBNDBDBDBDJSB the thought of him giving me puppy dog eyes makes me want to just combust.

IMAGINE and stick with me-

You’re mad at him because he’s honest a clueless human and didn’t realize the people that were flirting with him. Hell it probably took him a few months or weeks to realize you were flirting. (Gotta love our clueless babyboy) you were so upset because he was flirting back (even though he was just trying to be nice) you had been lecturing him for a good 20 minutes about why he shouldn’t talk to them etc.

He’s a good boy so he just sat and listened intently to everything you said reaching out to tug your hand or rub your arm as you paced around his trailer’s living room. You sighed and he made his eyes wide and droopy sticking his bottom lip out as he held onto your hand. “Are you still mad at your Eddie spaghetti?” You looked down at him fighting your want to cave. “Ed’s you looking at me like that isn’t gonna work” but then he’d stick his lip out further and widen his eyes a bit more making his lip quiver.

“God damnit” you’d mutter and he’d smile tugging you into his lap “that’s not always gonna work.” You defend and he chuckles kissing your shoulder. “I’m sorry i made you upset, I’ll be more aware okay? Promise.” You’d nod and he’d start peppering kisses on your arm,shoulder,neck, and jaw making you smile.

Look at him?!? HES JUST OBVIOUSLY SUCH A SWEETHEART AND I JUST WANNA SMUSH HIS CHEEKS AND GIVE HIM KISSES

[avengerscompound]

The Surrogate - Chapter 4

The Surrogate:  A Clintasha Fanfic

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Buy me a ☕ Character Pairing:  Clint Barton x Natasha Romanoff x F!Reader

Word Count:  1813

Rating:  E

Warnings: Blood and Serious Injures, talk of past miscarriage and red room fuckery.

Synopsis: A freak end of the world incident leads to meeting your two best friends, Clint Barton and Natasha Romanoff.  While your friendship with the two Avengers is anything but conventional, they are your all-time favorite people.  When you find out that Clint and Natasha want to start a family but have exhausted all their options, you realize your powerset might allow you to give them what they want.  Having your best friends’ baby might seem like a good idea on paper, but when you are as close as you, Clint, and Natasha are, will doing something so intimate mean feelings get a little mixed up?

Chapter 4

“We could use a healer over here!”

Clint’s voice had come over comms, and you looked around the area trying to figure out where ‘here’ actually was.  You eventually spotted both him and Natasha with a group of children, sheltering under a bridge.

You took a quick looked around, and ran out from your hiding spot, vaulting over a stone fence as you charged in the direction of Clint and Natasha.  Gunfire immediately broke out and you caught a bullet in the side.  It slowed you for a moment as a hot pain flared out and then died back off.  By the time you reached Natasha and Clint, the only sign that you had been shot at all was a hole in your catsuit and some already drying blood.

“Think this might be above your abilities,” Natasha said.  She was cradling a young boy, and when you moved closer she moved her hand showing you where their leg now had broken exposed bone.

“Fuck,” you cursed, crouching down.

“She said a bad word,” a very young girl said.

“She sure did.  And right now you all have special Avengers’ permission to say as many bad words as you know,” Clint said, as he loosed a couple of arrows. “Ready… set… go.”

The group of children all broke out into random cursing and you looked at Natasha.  “I’m gonna try blood.  Pray to Thor that we match.  Can you get that bone back into alignment?”

Natasha nodded.  “Okay, malysh,” Natasha soothed and took one of her lives out of its leather holsters.  “This is going to hurt a lot.  But I need you to be very brave for me and hold as still as you can.  And when we’re done, we’ll make sure you get home safe with your family.  I promise.”

He nodded weakly and she held the leather holster to his lips.  “Bite down on this, little one.”

The boy bit down into the leather and Natasha quickly snapped the bones back into place with a loud and gut turning crack.  The boy screamed into the holster and passed out. You took the knife that the holster homed and cut open your arm.

You had been part of the Avengers for over three years now.  One mission had turned into many and you had gone from being a new recruit to a full-fledged agent.  You settled into life at the compound and the memory of a time where you were scared and didn’t know exactly how you could use your powers to help people.

You had friends and a routine and you dated on and off and when you were off you would hook up with Natasha and Clint because they were just that little bit too hard to resist.  Especially when you’d just gone through a breakup.  You considered them your best friends and you loved their relationship dynamic.  They were hilarious together and their way of showing affection was so perfectly them.

Most of your missions were with one or the other or both.  The closeness had made you be able to work like a well-oiled machine together, being able to predict each other’s patterns and counter each other.  This particular mission was a big one though.  A small town in the Midwest had been attacked by domestic terrorists and the whole team had been sent out to stop it.

As your blood mixed with the boy’s, nothing seemed to happen.  You cursed the stupid limitations of your powers and you were just about to let your own wound close back up when you noticed the bones and flesh knitting back together on the boy’s leg.  You had to keep twisting the knife in your own wound to keep the blood flowing and your hand was beginning to shake from the pain.  As the wound closed you let go of the knife and your own cut rapidly healed.  Color returned to his skin and his eyes fluttered open.

“Thank Thor,” Clint sighed.  He turned back to look at the kids like he was planning what the next move should be and there was a crack from a bolt of lightning behind him, making him jump

“You can save the thanks for when I have actually helped,” Thor teased, playfully.  “Come, your extraction has arrived.”

A huge armored vehicle pulled up at the bridge and the side opened.  Clint ran to the side of the truck and began loosing arrows out past it, creative cover.

“Come, little ones,” Natasha said.  “Onto the truck.”

You and she herded the children into the vehicle, carrying the injured boy into the back and putting him on a stretcher.  When you were all safe inside, Clint climbed in and pulled the door closed behind him.

“Hold tight,” the agent driving called back.  Clint sat down on one of the benches as the truck took off much faster than you expected.

“How close are we to being done with this?”  You asked as a little girl climbed up into Clint’s lap and clung to him.  He wrapped an arm around her and held her steady as the truck bounced over the rough terrain.

“Captain Rogers is mounting an assault on the last remaining group now.  Shouldn’t be much longer,” the agent called back.  “You were the last group that had been cornered by them.”

“Thank god,” you sighed and let your head fall back against the wall of the truck.  You immediately regretted it, as it banged against metal.

You sat back up and watched Clint with the little girl.  She had calmed down and was gradually drifting off to sleep against him.

“Clint looks really good with kids,” you whispered to Nat.

She nodded.  “Yeah, he’s a natural with them.  I think because he is basically a giant child.”

You snorted and bumped her with your shoulder. “You were good with them too.  You guys gonna have kids someday?”

Natasha frowned.  “Can’t,” she said, trying to keep her voice neutral, but the slight strain giving away her pain.  “We want to.  But… the Red Room did something to me.  Having children creates weakness, so they sterilized me.  But… not… I mean… I have been pregnant but it ended up in a late-term miscarriage.”

“I’m so sorry, Natasha,” you said.  If it was anyone else you would have wrapped your arms around them and let them be weak.  Natasha would rather stab herself in the eye than let that happen though, so instead, you leaned against her a little, hoping that your weight might be comforting and allow her to be strong.  “Have you ever considered adoption?  Or surrogacy?”

She nodded.  “Surrogacy is out, it’s something about the genes.  They have a self destruct in them.  We applied to adopt but were told in no uncertain terms that no one is allowing an ex Russian-assassin adopt a child.”

“That fucking sucks,” you said, not quite sure what else you could say.  It did fucking suck and you wished there was something you could do.  You weren’t used to hearing that crack of pain in her voice.  It was akin to seeing Wanda in actual tears.

Natasha laughed softly.  “Yeah.  It does.  I’d love to be a mother.  But I guess for me, that isn’t to be.  I have escaped what the Red Room did to me.  I’ve tried making up for it.  I send money to the families of my victims.  I save people.  But they will always have this over me.”  She sighed and looked over at Clint.  “He says he’s okay with it.  I know that he would never complain about missing out, but I hate that my past has taken this from him too.  When he called me to tell me he met a healer that day when he met you, I got a little excited.  I thought… I hoped maybe you could undo what they did to me.  But that’s not how your powers work.”

You shook your head.  “I’m sorry.”

She rubbed your thigh.  “Not your fault.  You didn’t do this to me. They did,” she said. “Just have to accept that maybe after everything I did, I have to just be happy with the ending I get.  I am lucky I have him.  It’s enough.”

You couldn’t stop thinking about the things Natasha had said on the way back to base, through the cleanup, on the ride home, and through the entire debrief.  Your powers couldn’t help fix what had happened to her.  Even if you gave her a full blood transfusion they couldn’t fix something that had been done to her so long ago.  You needed an exchange of fluids and it to be fresh.

Normally a surrogate wouldn’t work because whatever they’d done kicked in late on in the pregnancy due to genes.  But if you were the one that was pregnant, the issue wouldn’t be old, your powers would be here, correcting mistakes and potential health issues before they happened, and as far as fluids, they’d be soaking in them, and sharing your blood supply.  You didn’t know for sure if it would work, but the more you thought about it the more you were sure it would.

You thought about what it would be like having a baby for someone else.  It took a special kind of person to agree to put their body through that for almost a year and then to give that baby up.  It wasn’t for everyone and it would be hard, both physically and emotionally.  Clint and Natasha were your best friends and you might be the only chance they had to have kids together.  If you could give them that, you wanted to try.

After the debrief, everyone scattered to their rooms or apartments to sleep it off.  You couldn’t turn your mind off and so after half an hour of pacing your room, you went to Natasha and Clint’s apartment and knocked on the door.

Clint answered the door and looked you up and down, grinning.  “You didn’t get enough of us this week?”  He teased.

“I just… I wanted to…” You shook your head and took a deep breath.

“No offense, dorogáya,” Natasha said, coming over to the door.  “It’s been a long week and Clint and I just want to have some couple-time.”

“Right, yeah.  I’ll leave you to it,” you said, tapping your hands nervously on your thighs.  “I just… I wanted to say…”  You took a deep breath and let it out in a huff.  “Let me do it.”

“Let you do what?”  Clint said, putting his arm around your shoulder.  “Babe, what’s wrong?  You’re so worked up.”

Your eyes flicked between Clint and Natasha.  You didn’t know why you were so nervous.  This was a nice offer.  If they said no then they said no.  “Natasha,” you said.  “Nat.  Let me carry your baby.”

// NEXT

[blackhakumen]

Mini Fanfic #729: Dungeons and Dragons (Persona 5)

9:23 p.m. Outside of Leblanc Café........

Ann: (Smiles Brightly While Walking With Shiho, Ren and Makoto to the Café) That was a good movie night.

Shiho: (Smiles Softly) I agree. The new Godzilla movie was a lot more fun to watch than I thought it would be.

Makoto: You know, I've always wanted to learn more about the monster himself. His origins, his strength and weaknesses, how powerful his atomic laser really is.....and....how he even got it in the first place.

Ren: Pretty sure Futuba would've filled you in on all of that already. I'm surprised she didn't want to go to the movies with us.

Makoto: I'm more surprised at the fact that she wanted to spend time with my sister today. I hope they were getting along with one another while we were gone.....

Ren: (Gives Makoto a Reassuring Smile While Placing his Hand on the Café's Door Handle). Don't worry, 'hon.

'Door Opens and Bells Ringing'

Ren: (Turns Back Around Forward) I'm sure those two are doing just fine to- (Eyes Widened at What is in Front is in Front of him, Along with Everyone Else) ge....ther......

Futuba: (Gets Up from her and Speak in a Old Wizard Accent Seat While Wearing a White, Long Beard and a Wizard Hat) Greetings, love strucked travelers!

Sae: (Waves at the Very Surprised Gang While Having a Small Smile on her Face) Welcome back.

Lavenza/Morgana: (Happily Waves Hello to the Gang as Well While Wearing Respective Travelers' Robes)

Ren: (Almost Speechless) Well.......Guess we have nothing to worry about in that department.

Makoto: Sis......A-Are you..... actually playing-

Sae: Dungeons & Dragons with Futuba and the others? Why, yes my dear, yet somewhat naive little sister, I am. I play the role as a trained, Silver Knight. (Pulls out a Wooden Sword Right Beside her) While wielding an all powerful Excalibur in my grasp.

Futuba: I am the Almighty Wizard of the Ever Green Forest! Sharing and exposing my wisdom and power to those how DARES to seek them!

Shiho: (Raised an Eyebrow in Confusion) Weren't you like a mage at one point?

Futuba: Yeah, but I'd grind and grind a lot in my spare to till I was eventually able leveled up and evolved into full fledged wizard.

Shiho: Ohhhhhhhhh I see. (Smiles Softly) Nice work.

Futuba: (Smiles Brightly) Thanks! I-I mean....('Clears Throat') Thank you, lady friend of Blantent Fashion Diva!

Ann: (Gives Futuba a Deadpinned Look on her Face While her Girlfriend Giggles Softly at Her Dispense) Really?

Futuba: Yes. Really.

Lavenza: And Morgana and I are the wizard's humble apprentices who decided to leave their hometown in order to learn the ways of creating magical sorcery and use them necessary combat.

Morgana: (Pulls out his Wooden Sword) We also have swords. In case for urgent emergencies.....and if this whole magic gig doesn't work out.

Futuba: I heard that, Sir Cute & Fluffy Butt!!

Morgana: (Turns to Futuba with an Annoyed Look on his Face) Do you really have to keep calling me that throughout the entire runtime of this quest?

Futuba: Yes. (Pats on Morgana's Head) It suits you perfectly.

Lavenza: (Happily Hugs Morgana) Not to mention that your overall cuteness knows no bounds to the eyes of our enemies.

Sae: (Smiles a Little) I agree with both of them, Mona-Chan. You're quite adorable in your own unique way.

Morgana: (Starts Blushing a Little) You know, I I don't know why I didn't ask you this sooner but, HOW exactly are you able to understand what I've been saying this entire time?

Sae: I'm not really sure why myself, if I'm being honest...... Nonetheless, I'm.... somewhat glad that I am able to have a conversation with you.

Morgana: (Sighs Before Smiling a Little) Same.

Ann: (Giggles Softly) Wow, Sae. I had no idea you would be this interested that kind of stuff.

Sae: There is a lot of things you don't know about me, Ms. Takakmaki.

Shiho: Ooh! Like how you're the biggest fan of-

Sae: (Starts Rolling her Eyes While Sighing) Of Banjo-Kun and Kazooie-Chan. Yes! That is the honest truth unfortunately. You weren't even suppose to know that information if a certain SOMEONE didn't tell you before hand! (Glares at the Two Culprits, Ren and Makoto)

Ren: (Starts Getting a Little Scared by Sae's Cold Stone Glare) Ah shit.......

Makoto: (Chuckles Very Awkwardly and Nervously) I'm..... guessing....You managed to figured that one out somehow, huh?

Sae: Futuba told me everything. But it's fine..... I'm already over it. And besides, it helps become more laid back than ever before.

Makoto: ('Sigh') I'm happy for that, sis. But if you need any of us.....(Gently Grabs Ren's Hand) we'll be heading upstairs to-

Sae: Form a Cuddle Session among yourselves?

Ren: (Immediately Starts Looking Away While Whistling)

Makoto: (Eyes Widened in Surprised Before Looking Away While Blushing in Embarrassment) .............

Ann: ('Sigh') Geeez....... She's still able to see right through us, even when she's not in the courtroom......

Shiho: Yeah. That's pretty impressive.....and scary.

Sae: Very well. I'll let you four be for the night. Have fun, but not too much fun. Understand?

Makoto: ('Sigh') Yes, big sister. We understand. (Made her Way to the Upstairs with Ren, Ann and Shiho Following Her) Have fun with game night-

Sae: Makoto.

Makoto: (Turns Back to Sae) Yes? What's wrong?

Sae: (Use Both of her Fingers to Create a Heart Shape While Giving her Little Sister a Soft, Loving Smile) I love you.

Makoto: (Eyes Widened at Her Bug Sister For a Brief Second Before Smiling Softly Herself) I love you too, sis.

Ann/Shiho: Awwwwwwww~

Ren: (Smiles Softly at the Scene) Adorable.

Sae: Ren.

Ren: (Quickly Gives Saw Attention) Y-Yes, ma'am?

Sae: ............... You're a good boy.

Ren: ............................ I'm sorry. What?

Sae: You heard me. I said you're a good boy.

Ren: (Couldn't Believe What He is Hearing) Y-Y-You're kidding, right? You're not just saying that to be nice, are you?

Sae: ('Sigh') No, Ren. I meant every word I said. Despite our difference in the past......(Smiles Softly) I truly believe that you're a good person and already worthy of my respect.

Ren: (Almost at a Loss for Words) Wow. I..... (Chuckles Lightly) Honestly don't know what to say here. T-Thank you-

Sae: THAT being said.......

Ren: (Gets Startled by Sae's Serious Side Again) Y-Yes, ma'am?

Sae: (Gives Ren a Serious Look on her Face) You frequently make my little sister worried sick about you everytime you do something reckless and stupid. Which is exactly why I am ordering you to refrain yourself from doing that from this day forward!

Makoto: (Pouts at Ren) That goes double from me too, Mister!

Ann: (Glares at Ren as Well) And us too!

Shiho: (Nods in Agreement While Crossing her Arms)

Lavenza: I agree wholeheartedly in this in this request!

Morgana: Same here.

Futuba: By the power invested in me and it's everlasting glory!....( Points at Ren) I ORDER you to agree to the Silver Knight's command and take it very SERIOUSLY!...............(Sighs Before Talking in her Usual Self Again) Seriously, man. Promise us you won't be reckless idiot anymore, okay?

Ren: (Was About to Say Something Before His Phone Starts Ringing and Begins to Answer it) Hello?

Bayonetta: (On the Other Line) No more being reckless, young man!!

Ren: (Eyes Widened in Surprised) Mom!?

Palutena: (On the Other Line) Listen to your friends and mother, Ren-Ren!

Ren: Other Mom!?

Pit: Please, Ren? We're only trying to look out for you, that's all.

Dark Pit: In other words, quit being a dumbass already.

Kirby: Poyo! Poyo!

Pit: Yeah! What Kirby said!

Ren: Okay! Okay! I try not to be a reckless idiot anymore. I promise.

Sae: ('Sigh') Very well. I suppose that's good enough for us. Just know that we will have eyes on you for the time being.

Makoto: (Hugs Ren Lovingly) That's right. We won't let anything bad happen to you again, Ren-Ren.

Ren: (Chuckles Lightly) I know you guys wouldn't, 'hon~ (Gives Makoto a Kiss on the Forehead)

Dark Pit: Oh God. Are they making out already? Just marry each other already!

Makoto starts blushing again while Ren starts putting on a deadpinned look on his face.

Palutena: ('Sigh') Don't make fun of your brother, Pitto.

Dark Pit: Hey, I'm just saying. If they're gonna keep being lovey dovey with one another, they might as well put a ring on it sooner or later........ Bet you $50 Makoto gonna propose first.

Pit: No way! I bet you $20 that Ren is gonna do it first!

Kirby: Poyo! Poyo! Poyo!

Dark Pit: ('Heh') Deal.

Palutena: NO BETTING ON YOUR BROTHER!

Ren: (Sighs While Rolling his Eyes) Love you, guys!

Bayonetta: We love you too, sweetie-

Ren: (Finally Hangs Up the Phone Call Before Turning Back to Sae) Seriously though, thanks for the kind words, Ms. Prosecutor. And for..... (Smiles Softly) Trying to look out for me. Means a lot.

Sae: (Smiles Softly While Slowly Nodding) Think nothing of it. You four can proceed go to upstairs now.

Makoto: 'Kay. (Makes her Way Upstairs with the Rest of the Gang) Have fun on your quest!

Sae: Will do! ('Sigh') Glad I finally got that out of my system. I hope what I said that was enough for them to understand

Futuba: (Smiles Softly) You kidding? It was more than enough, Sae. I'm proud of ya.

Sae: (Smiles Back at Futuba While Simply Nodding) Thank you, Futuba. Now then......(Forms a Smirk on her Face) Shall we continue the quest?

Futuba: Let the Quest of Dragons Begins!!

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[marvels-phoenix]

Headcanon that the reason Leon is referred to as the "unbeatable champion of Galar" is because even if he did lose know one would know or remember because he lived his life in video game mechanics!

HERE ME OUT PLS! also it's only a headcanon lol....anyway let's get to the point before I don't make sense anymore 😅!

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- when Leon starts his Pokemon journey he slowly starts to realize that he is different than the other Pokemon trainers. It freaks him out a little bit because (1) he's only ten, and (2) literally this happens to no one else!

- finding randomly placed pokeballs, evolution stones, and heal potions in the middle of the forest,wild area, and everywhere he goes? He's still pretty thankful that he has them when in a battle, but creeped out. Know one else seems to notice these strange instances going on. When Leon tries to talk to anyone else about this ( be it Raihan, Sonia, or any adult/trainer/etc.) His mouth suddenly freezes up and he can't speak. His mouth feels like it's suffocating him and his eyes water and all he feels is pain. Until after a moment feeling like he only have 2 other options to say something else he finally gets a word out to finish the conversation but not the words he wants. ( Because of that I think that Leon is selectively mute unless someone speaks to him first because of the traumatic instances where he couldn't speak what he wanted to, afraid that he would say the wrong thing.)

- another instance that kind of traumatized him as a 10 yr old ( which the video game mechanics kicked in only when he started his journey, but neither him or anyone else knows that.) Is when he was fighting in the wild area, and after his last Pokemon faints he blacks out, only to wake up in nurse joys pokecenter. After a few more instances like that and not knowing anything of how he got there or what happened after he blacks out another handful of times he ends up going weeks, and sometimes up to a month instances where he doesn't sleep. Afraid that once he closes his eyes he will wake up somewhere else he doesn't know, alone. ( Hence why he can be horrible at directions. )

- as he goes so much time without sleep he quicky realizes that there's no after effects on him. He's not feeling drowsy or hungry or anything that he should be feeling after going a month without sleep. It scares him even more and he even stops eating because of it, finding it useless. ( He misses his mom, his baby brother, he doesn't know why or how this is happening but he can't tell anyone! ) There is no backlash by not eating, and he only feeds his Pokemon from then one.

- one of the most prominent things that Leon noticed right from the start is that when he loses no one remembers him or his loss. It's heartbreaking, it tears at him. Why does no one remember him? Everyone remembers the losers, don't they? Why is that they act like they never met him before and why can't he do anything about it? Sometimes he just wants to crawl out of his own skin.

- he realizes that he is only remembered if he wins the battle, and that motivates him to win even more because even though it's happened before he can't stand the thought of people forgetting him again. ( He can't help but think that with every loss his family and friends might forget him too. They don't travel together for the battling of the champion cup, but when he does he his two best friends, Raihan and Sonia he clings to them so much. Even if he can't say what he wants. )

- so as he wins more battles, and gets more badges, and eventually wins the champion cup he finally thinks it's over. As much as he loves battling and pokemon, he knows deep down that by the next year someone is gonna beat him and maybe he'll be free from this other power controlling him. ( Maybe he can eat, sleep, and just speak how he wants to again! )

- the next year Rahain is the only one person that has gotten close enough to beat him, he's the one person that gives him a real challenge anymore, and most importantly battling Rahain makes actually Pokemon battling in general, fun for him. Leon loves him so much. God he loves him. He loves his so much that he wants him to win. ( Leon just turned 11 a couple months ago, and Rahain is 14 now. ) Leon can't help but think that Rahain, more happy, emotional,and older would be a better fit as champion anyway.

- But he wins. A year later he wins again. And again, and again, and again. He can't stop winning and as he gets older he can't help but feel like a puppet. Other than being chairmen roses puppet that is. He is just so, so tired. He can't seem to get hurt either. He tries hurting himself but nothing happens. He is untouchable in both psysical feeling and battles. He just wants to stop. Raihan, Nessa, Milo, and the other gym leaders, along with his family are starting to get worried about him. He stops talking to them all together and instead finds company in the chairmen. ( If he doesn't know what higher power is fucking with him, then at least put another higher power to give him directions. At least he knows where the fucking source of that is. )

- so he withdraws, but keeps the happy facade around everyone because he can't be to he wants to be. Eventually after year ten of being the unbeatable champion of Galar, the chairmen decides to give other people the fighting chance. he says that Leon can indorse however many people he likes for. The champion cup this year.

- he meets Leon's best friend Gloria. After he gives them their starter Pokemon and after he sees his brother lose in his battle against Gloria, he notices something about her. Something that just pulls him to her. It's her very first Pokemon battle and she's won. She doesn't speak much but what she does say sounds scripted to him. ( He distantly wonders if she is like him. )

- so he watches her as she wins. Again and again. He remembers her losses tho. He's the only one but he remembers every time she lost a battle. Only to win the next time. He feels some sort of kinship to her. He knows she going to make it to the champion cup and hopes that she beats him. For his own sanity he needs to lose. Winning can't be an option for him. He so, so tired.

- and then she wins. She beats him. As the rest of the audience is silent and the wind slows down everything seems to have come to a standstill. He tilts his hat and grits his teeth for a moment. ( Is is finally over? Can I be free? ) But that doesn't matter right now. He so happy. He got what he wanted. He throws his hat up in the air and smiles brightly, a real smile in what seeme like forever. He runs over to Gloria and picks her up spinning her around. Their both laughing and smiling and he's crying happy tears at her victory and his loss. He doesn't care about the tabloids commenting on his tears or anything other than her. She is like the little sister he's never had and he so grateful that he got to meet her. As she is on his shoulder, waving at the people sitting in the arena he finally has some peace. ( Is it finally over? )

- he gets his answer in the empty locker room. The battle is over. Gloria is celebrating with Hop. ( He will definitely be happy to spend more time with his friends and family ) he gets his old poketknife he found on the road when he was ten and slices the palm of his hand.....

He bleeds.

"Leon?"

It Rahain.

Can he tell him? Everything? Why he's so messed up?

He looks back to se Rahain with shock all over his face. He must've come in to try and talk to him about the battle. ( They made a promise that Rahain would be the one to beat him.)

Leon smiles lightly befoe putting the knife back down.

He slowly walks up to Raihan...

He does something that also wasn't allowed before.

He hugs him. Tight. And cries.

{ P.s - cue explanation, confessions, and emotional sex featuring bottom Leon ; ) }

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Whew! That was fun to write. I really hoped you liked this headcanon/mini fic! It's been something I've been thinking about ever since I've become obsessed with Leon.

I do not have the time to right a full fledged fanfic of this but if anyone wants to take this as inspiration and write a fic based on this please do! ( Also credit me for the idea lol and let me know cause I wanna read it! ) We already have alot of talented writers from this fandom that have posted on AO3 and I would love to see someone write about this and use their own creativeness with it! : )

[ich-lese-fanfiction]

Day 7

Tw // death, evil self-insert (the Saniwa is technically a self insert), gun and swords

Fandom: Touken Ranbu

Characters: Nakigitsune (the fox died so no appearance from the talking fox), Houchou Toushirou, Mentions of: Nikkari Aoe, Juzumaru Tsunetsugu, the Saniwa, Mutsunokami Yoshiyuki

Houchou tried to shake Nakigitsune awake.

"Nakigitsune! Please! Wake up!"

The other boy did not seem to wake. He might as well be dead at this point.

"Nakigitsune... I-"

Houchou was cut off by a screech in the other room. He was unsure how much longer it would take till the Saniwa returned but he needed to get out of here. Houchou started quickly changing his clothes. His chances of survival were slim but having battle clothes on would at least give him slight protection.

He also used his bedsheet to wrap up the broken pieces of Nakigitsune's sword. Houchou was glad that the Saniwa had left those on the ground after it had snapped.

His own sword was tucked away in his bag. Having it out could be dangerous if the Saniwa caught up to him. He shoved the broken pieces of Nakigitsune's sword in his bag as well and tied the sheeth to his back. Houchou then looked back at Nakigitsune.

Still laying on the floor, breathes uneven. Houchou had to move fast or this would all be for naught.

There was another shriek. This time it was clear that it was Nikkari Aoe. The Saniwa must have decided to start murdering their way through swords now.

Houchou returned to Nakigitsune and shook him again.

"A-are you awake?" He questioned desperately. If only Ichi-nii was here. There was no way Houchou could carry Nakigitsune by himself.

"I'm sorry..." Nakigitsune whispered. He was still struggling to breathe, his face scrunched up in pain.

"Don't worry. We're going to get out of here."

There was a hollar and a crash from the next room. It seemed that Juzumaru had taken control of the situation. He felt bad leaving all his fellow swords but hopefully, the Tenka Goken could stop the Saniwa.

Houchou struggled to drag Nakigitsune out of the room and into the hallway. Still unable to even sit, Nakigitsune groaned in pain. His whole body hurt. But he needed to help Houchou. Houchou had to get away. Because if he didn't, the Saniwa would surly come after him again.

"H-how about... you leave me."

Houchou stopped and turned around.

"There is no way I'll leave you. Never. I refuse. Not after what happened to everyone. I've got you. You'll be fine. I promise."

A gunshot was heard. Mutsunokami must have been dragged in to the conflict it seemed. Houchou continued to drag Nakigitsune down the hall. Once they got out, they could go hide out in the woods for a bit. Wait till the Saniwa was handled. Wait till it was safe to return.

He was almost at the door when-

"Nikkari!"

A shout of pure horror from Mutsunokami as another gunshot could be heard from the citadel. Houchou was getting desperate. Nikkari must have gotten killed or something!

Nakigitsune had fallen unconscious again. Houchou dragged him out and closed the door. A temporary measure. Hopefully Mutsunokami and Juzumaru could deal with the Saniwa.

Houchou looked out to the woods. They had finally made it out but this was just the start. He and Nakigitsune had a long way to go till they were safe.

I'm gonna do whumptober but instead of full fledged fics or art, I'm going to stick to fanfic idea and headcanons because I don't have the time or energy to produce good stuff on a daily basis.

I'm surprsied I had time today...

[dontshootmespence]

Warm Me Up

A/N: Day of 8 of my 25 Days of BAU Christmas. I love Spencer. I love Christmas. I love smut. Here you are.

Warnings: SMUT, so for anyone on my tag list that doesn’t want to read smut, bow out until tomorrow :D

“Spence, can we go inside now? I’m freezing!” You cried. Freezing was an understatement. Your nipples could get glass it was so cold out here. 

After buying your first house together, Spencer wanted to start off the holiday season during the first snow by having a snowball fight. It had been glorious, fun and it brought out Spencer’s competitive side. “Not until you proclaim me the winner!” Another snowball came hurdling your way and hit you square in the chest. Enough!

“Fine! I yield! You win!”

Spencer bowed and walked up to you, gathering his arms around your body and rubbing some warmth back into you. “Now we can go inside. You really are cold.”

“It’s below freezing,” you laughed. It was better than being hot, but being freezing wasn’t your strong suit either. “Yes, I am.”

The second you walked inside, the chill started to wear off while Spencer pulled off his gloves and started a fire. Before you got a cold, you both went to peel off your soaked and freezing clothing and get into some pajamas. 

You slipped on a giant, cream-colored, cable-knit sweater and went outside to make some hot cocoa. When Spencer came out, it was in nothing much a pair of flannel pajama pants, his bare chest still slightly damp with the dew of fallen snow. “Oh my. I think I’m warming up already,” you cooed. God, he was beautiful.

Spencer blushed and hugged you from behind. “If that’s all it takes to warm you up, I think I can help you there.” The lull between you was filled with the slow crackling of the newly roaring fire.

“Oh, you can, can you?” You smirked as you lifted the mug of hot cocoa to your lips and drawing in a sip. As you slid the mug back behind you on the counter, the smile slid from your face. His mouth was ripe for the taking. “We haven’t really had time to christen the house because of all the unpacking and decorating and snowball fighting, so maybe it’s time for that. Two birds, one stone, right?”

Your husband’s mouth went dry as you reached down and grabbed the bottom of your sweater, lifting it up over your head and throwing it down on the floor. Turning around, you grasped his hand lightly in your fingers and brought him into the kitchen. He couldn’t keep his eyes off you; he nearly tripped over himself grabbing a nearby blanket to place on the floor in front of the fire. 

The surroundings were intoxicating. Dim lights, made only slightly brighter by the lights of your Christmas tree and the now full-fledged fire, the pocket of warmth that emanated just past your position in front of the fireplace, and Spencer, so transfixed on you that he practically tripped over his own two feet. Your little house wasn’t much, but it and your husband were enough to make you feel like a queen.

“Have I told you how beautiful you look lately?” Spencer asked. He snapped you out of the daze you’d been in as he ran his hands, warmed by the fire, up the sides of your torso. “Because you are.” His tongue darted out to taste your skin while his fingers found your nipples, twisting them just slightly and making you whimper. 

The sensation made you hungry, your mouth finding his, tasting the sweetness of the cocoa on his tongue as you arched your naked body into his still-clothed frame. “Then take me,” you breathed into him. “Make love to me, Spencer.”

His eyes darkened with need and he lowered you to the floor, careful not to be his usual clumsy self. On the floor, the blanket did little to cushion you, but it was enough, and you didn’t care. All you wanted was his lips on every inch of your skin, warming you up from the inside out like he promised. There really wasn’t anything like making love to the person you loved by the fire on a cold winter day. 

Closing your eyes against the warmth of the fire and the feel of his lips, you allowed yourself to relax into the floor. “Please,” you said softly. Something about the way it was said made you realized how desperate you were. He could feel it too. Instead of the soft, chaste kisses he’d been pressing to your sex, they became hungrier as he grabbed your thighs and held your legs open for easier access. Slowly, his tongue made its way up your slit before he kissed back up your stomach, nibbling gently on each breast and making his way up to your throat. You arched back and exposed it for him, whimpering when his length entered your sex. 

“Oh Spencer,” you said, biting down on his bottom lip and pulling it towards you. Despite feeling warmer, goosebumps prickled your skin. The contrast was everything you needed. His knees were splayed on the floor, holding yours open as he thrusted into your wet heat and hitting your g-spot.

When you met, he wasn’t that experienced, but boy was he a fast learner. Never once did you feel short-changed, like you’d given all and gotten none. “Fuck, Y/N, you’re so tight,” Spencer replied. Your silhouette against the fire changed as he bent down and cradled your head and grazed your ear with his teeth. He left the perfect opening to place your head in his neck and watch as his ass moved up and down, filling you completely. It was rhythmic, almost creating a soundtrack that meshed with the crackling of the fire. “I love you, Y/N.”

“I love you, Spence.” No matter how much you tried, you couldn’t get closer to him. Your legs wrapped around his waist. Your arms followed suit, making they’re way around his neck to pull him closer, but still you wanted more.

In one quick movement, you pushed against his shoulder and rolled over him so he was underneath you. His Adam’s apple pushed against his throat as you ground down into him and started to swivel against him. It was just the pressure you needed and allowed you full control. “Come for me, Y/N. Just like that. Grind down on me. Just like that.” 

As you started to lose control of your movements, he reached out and rubbed his thumb against your clit. “Come for me. Come for me. Come for me,” he repeated, never losing steam. His eyes fell on your chest as the lights from the tree and the fire reflected on the beads of sweat beginning to form on your body. Now you were at the other extreme, heated to the core while his hands roamed your skin. 

“Oh god, Spence,” you said. You could feel the waver in your voice and the beginning of your orgasm cresting. “I’m gonna come.”

Spencer quickly sat up and gathered you to him, using his hand to put pressure on your hip and pull your orgasm from you. “Good, I’m right here with you. Come for me, honey.”

“Fuck!” Your body began to quiver from head to toe as you came, crying out into Spencer’s ear. Shortly after, he surged inside you and groaned. The sound made your body quake one last time.

Sweat dripped down the planes of his back as he ran his lips over your collarbone and lowered you both back down to the floor again. “I told you I’d warm you up.”

You couldn’t help but giggle into his mouth. “Now, I may need to cool off somehow. Any suggestions?”

The Christmas lights flared against the waves of his hair as his breathing steadied out. “I say we just stay here. Relax, and then I can think of new and interesting ways to make you scream my name.”

“I think I could get used to that.”

Laughing into each other, you turned to peer out the window. Snow was falling again. Spencer kissed the top of your head and brought his hand around the back of your neck. “Maybe we can make this a tradition?”

“What? Making sweet, sweet love by the fireplace after the first snow fall?” That sounded heavenly in all honesty. “Yea, I could definitely get used to that.”

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[drummergirl231]

HAPPY APRITELLO WEEK!!!

Why no, I have not watched the finale yet (it is currently 1:10am on 9-23-17). That is why I am still chipper. Anyway, as promised, I’m going to share an excerpt from my fanfic (that I tried and failed to illustrate, but oh well).  The fic was originally meant to be a story that takes place after the events of the show, but I wrote it during seasons 3 and 4 and so much has changed in the series that the fanfic is now a full-fledged AU.  This bit of scene takes place right after Donnie and April finally DTR and become official. They are alone in Donnie’s lab, but ever the gent, Donnie did leave the door open... -------------------------------------------          She stood on her tiptoes and kissed him on the cheek. Donnie could feel the warmth spread from one side of his face to the other, and soon he felt warm from head to toe. She stared right into his eyes, and he into hers. After a moment, she leaned in again, this time for his lips! He panicked and stepped back.           “Wait a sec,” he said.           “What’s wrong?” she asked, thoroughly confused.           “We were... were we about to...?”           “Yup. We were about to, before you stepped back.” She still looked confused, and Donnie hoped that his hesitation wasn’t coming off as insulting.           “Don’t get me wrong, I want to. It’s just... we’ve never really kissed. We’ve had a couple quick pecks on the lips, but we haven’t... like... kissed.”           “You’re not going to do this every time we get close to it, are you?” she smirked.           “It’s just... I don’t now if I’d be a good kisser or not... you know, on TV they’re always saying things like, ‘He’s a good kisser,’ or ‘He’s a bad kisser...’ I don’t know which I’ll be! I don’t know what I’m doing!”           “Neither do I, but it’s kissing, Donnie. Everyone figures it out. It’s not rocket science.”           “Exactly!”           “Oh... right. Okay, um... just... come here,” she said, wrapping her arms around his neck. “If we’re no good at kissing, we’ll just have to practice.”           She looked into his eyes again, and he looked into hers. She leaned in. This time he did, too. His heart pounded as their lips finally met.           He didn’t know how long they stayed that way, with one of his hands on her back and the other in her hair, while she gently caressed his face before running her hands down his neck and onto his shoulders. The lab didn’t seem to exist anymore. Neither did time.            Time couldn’t be as nonexistent as it seemed, however, because soon Donnie heard a voice.           “Are you guys gonna come watch the show, or... WHOA!”           It was Mikey. Donnie and April pulled apart and looked toward the door, where Mikey stood with his eyes open wide and his chin nearly on the ground.           Donnie and April had both been blushing already, but at this point, April’s face turned a brilliant shade of red that clashed terribly with her hair.           Donnie cleared his throat.           “Uh...” He let out a nervous chuckle. Somehow words wouldn’t come out of his mouth.            April just stood there brushing her hair to the side with her fingers.            Mikey took a deep breath and screamed, “GUYS!!!” before running out.           “No! Mikey!” April shouted.           They both started after him.           “MY SHIP! MY SHIP IS SAILING!!! APRITELLOOOO!!!”           “MIKEY!!!” Donnie yelled. ---------------------------------------------  We all know he ships them hard. XD He’d react just like any of us shippers.

[artisticsarcasm]

Turning Tables

Alright this is my first ever Bughead fanfic actually first fanfiction in general written by me so i hope and pray this goes well. Sorry for any mistakes it’s late and i was eager to get this up. ___________________________________

Betty Cooper the girl next door and part time worker for the register. When she needs a ground-breaking story to launch her writing career she sets her eyes on the most feared gang in riverdale and there infamous prince jughead Jones. When she goes undercover to unlock the secrets of the southside she starts to become one of them and starts to long for more than just information but also the affections of the serpent prince himself. ______________________________________

CHAPTER 1 - Internships

“Miss Cooper i must say your resume is very impressive one of the best we’ve ever seen” Betty gave her award winning smile and nodded her head in thanks as the stern women sitting in front of her gave a slight smirk and continued “But I’m afraid there are some concerns regarding your age, as you know these opportunities are usually given to college students not…high schoolers” Betty noticed the woman’s face contort into a disapproving frown.

“Mrs.Jacobs i understand your concerns and why you would be hesitant in choosing me, but i promise i have what it takes to do everything that needs to be done. I’ve been writing since forever, helping my parents run the town newspaper I’ve even had a few side reviews published and can guarantee that i won’t let you down.” Betty’s confidence was beginning to waver she could have sworn the essay she sent was a shoe in to get her chosen despite her being younger than most who applied for this particular intern opportunity. It got worse as the stone faced women stared downward at her notepad as she scribbled something off to the side. When she looked up again she sighed.

“Alright Elizabeth here’s what i’ll do for you,” she paused a moment as if reconsidering her offer but continued none the less “Though you’ve written side reviews for your parents paper i want you to go a step further, I want you to Write out a full fledged article. I want you to dig deeper than you ever have and write a story good enough to catch our attention and the towns, send it to us we’ll review it and get back to on whether or not you got it.” Betty did her best to not let her smile falter and nodded in agreement.

“Okay, yeah i’ll get right on it, no problem, you won’t be disappointed i promise!” she replied a bit too quickly as the lady began to pack up her things.

“I’m expecting it a month from tomorrow” Betty’s heart dropped as Mrs.jacobs voice cut through her spirits. A month, she had a month to figure out something amazing to write about, gather information piece it all together, write and rewrite and edit it and then convincing her parents to approve it and proofread and edit it over again. It took her 3 months to perfect her essay and it had taken her friends Veronica and Archie to submit it behind her back when she would non-stop edit it until she was satisfied and found it perfect, yet she still was too scared to submit it herself.

“sounds great” her voice cracked and even she could tell “thank you so much for meeting with me and for your time mrs.jacobs i really appreciate it” the women gave a small smile in thanks then left out of the library.

Betty kicked a crushed can in front of her as the snow fell swiftly around her. she hung her head low deep in thought. there were plenty of people and stories and lives that could be dug out of the small town but nothing was sparking her interest. she sighed in defeat as she approached her home. Her mom would surely hound her about the interview the moment she walked in. this internship could spark her entire writing career and launch her to the top.

As she opened the door as quietly as possible she kicked off the snow that was caked onto her boots and hung her coat on the rack as she closed the door and locked it. Her mother’s voice rang out.

“Elizabeth! is that you?” Betty sighed and walked into the kitchen where her mother was icing a cake for her Dad’s upcoming birthday. her mother always liked to test out different cakes in order to make the perfect one she often times either gave the extra ones away or threw them out hence not coming out how she liked.

“hi mom” her mother gestured towards an empty chair for her to sit in and she complied.

“so how did it go? did you get it?”  

“Not exactly” she sighed. her mother stopped and placed the icing tube down on the counter. she turned towards her and raised and eyebrow urging her to go on. Betty told her what happened about how she had write an article and have it flawless in a month, and how she had no idea what to do.

“Betty, sweetheart, you’ll think of something i know you will” her mom prompted “you have to get that internship do you know how good that will look on your college resume”

“i know mom” she exclaimed as she got up from her seat “i’m headed over to pop’s i told veronica i’d meet her there after i came home” her mother’s lips formed a thin line in disapproval. Betty knew her mom wasn’t a fan of the Lodges but Betty didn’t care when it came to her mom it seemed she wasn’t a fan a lot of the families in this town.

As she walked into pops with the familiar ringing of the bell she smiled over towards her brunette friend and sat down at their usual booth. “Ah lo and behold my amazing best friend who i know scored a college level internship has finally arrived! i already ordered your favorite strawberry milkshake in celebration.” Veronica smiled proudly until she saw the frown on betty’s face “what’s wrong? you did get it didn’t you?”

“They weren’t sure if i could handle it so they gave me an assignment or a final test of sorts to see if i really have what it takes” she went into the details of how she couldn’t think of a single thing to write about or investigate, and Veronica went into a rant about how unfair, and idiotic they were and how her essay was the best ever. Betty calmed her down telling her it was okay and suggested they toss some ideas around.

“how about fashion do’s and don’t?”

“Veronica i already told you no fashion columns i’m no good at those!”

“How about you look into the blossoms see what they’re hiding!”

“absolutely not! That’s like asking for a death wish and plus the blossoms are too predictable they are the most known family on the northside it would be predictable to do yet another article on the blossoms” suddenly the bell rang again signalling another customer and veronica groaned loudly when she and betty saw who.

“those damn serpents, why do they have to come to our side of town!” veronica fumed. The southside serpents the most known gang in riverdale and known as a band of no good heathens looking for trouble especially the younger ones who show there faces around pops and the northside more often, and there in the middle of them all with his crown shaped beanie to fit his title was the serpent prince himself. Jughead Jones. his dad ran the gang and did a hell of a good job of it. His infamous son was a mystery to most. all anyone ever heard or knew of him was all the trouble him and his gang caused.

And that’s when it hit her, her prized story coming to mind.

“Veronica shhh” betty did her best to silence her very outspoken friend “i think i know what i want to write about”

Veronica switched her attention back to betty full force “don’t shh me i have a right to state my opinion!” she huffed “anyway what have you come up with?”

Betty bit her lip as she turned towards the serpent’s table and she immediately regretted it as her bright green eyes clashed with stunning stormy blue. she quickly turned away and answered in a low whisper “The Serpent prince himself” Betty hardly had time to stop her flamboyant best friend as she slammed her perfectly manicured hand on the table.

“Betty Cooper i think not!” she shouted turning all heads in the diner towards them. Betty pleaded with veronica with her eyes to stop being so loud and making a scene. Veronica caught it quick and stood up and pulled betty out of her seat. she dragged her to the door as she told her “we’ll see what Archibald has to say about this!” but it was too late betty had already made up her mind. Her story was going to be one of the biggest in riverdale. The inside scoop on the serpents and the truth behind there mystery prince. she was already forming an idea of how she’d sneak off to the southside and convince Jughead Jones to help her.

“sounds like bad news betts i agree with ronnie” Veronica gave a victorious smile and betty rolled her eyes as he tossed his football from one hand to the other.

they were currently at Archie’s house while his dad was at work sitting on the front steps. When Archie had seen his girlfriend dragging Betty and nagging he knew he was in for an earful. Veronica gave him her version of the story of how betty needed a great topic to write about, and told him her “horrendous” idea.

“you’re just saying that because she’s your girlfriend!” Betty said as she folded her arms and narrowed her eyes towards him.  

“am not!” he laughed “i’m serious betty those serpents are bad news and you know you can get carried away when it comes to your writing, you should keep it on the north side where you at least know your way around” Veronica was nodding in agreement which only made her more upset.

“Are you guys serious! the whole point of this paper is to dig deep into something i don’t know about, to add risk to my writing, i want venture out into unknown territory, i want this paper to be so amazing and unexpected and different from all the others i’ve ever written”

“I’ve heard he’s killed a man” Ronnie tried to protest.

“probably a rumor, but we’ll never know what’s true about him or what him and his gang is really like unless i do this”

“oh yeah!” Veronica replied sarcastically “because your just gonna waltz onto southside all like ‘hey guys i need to write my paper for my internship can you spill all of your secrets to me so i can expose them’ that sure is gonna work Betty!”

“i can go undercover!” at that point both of her friends were laughing at her and it made her blood boil “Fine then! go ahead and laugh but when i get my story you’ll see who’s laughing then!’ she began to walk back to her house as veronica and archie called out to her but she wasn’t listening. when she got inside she avoided her parents and ran to her room and started to plan how the hell she was going to get in with the Jones boy and his gang.

[blackhakumen]

Mini Fanfic #608: Lucario Meets the Pineapple (SSBU X Fire Emblem Fates)

12:00 p.m. at Hoshido.......

Kamui: Takumi!~ (Happily Hugs Her Little Brother Tightly) It's sooooo great to finally see you again!~

Takumi: (Smiles a Little) It's good to see you too, Kamui...... I...see you've gotten really strong as of late...

Kamui: Oh! (Immediately Lets Go of Takumi Before Giggling Softly) Sorry about that.

Takumi: No worries. Truth be told, I...kinda missed you hugs.

Kamui: (Heart Begins to Melt) Aww~

Takumi: (Takes a Look at a Blue Looking Animal Standing Next to his Slightly Older Sister) Uhh... Kamui, who's this?

Kamui: Takumi, this is Lucario! My new mentor from Smash Town!

Lucario: (Smiles a bit Shyly While Holding in Paw up Towards Takumi) A pleasure to finally meet you.

Takumi: (Smiles Back While Shaking Lucario's Paws) Likewise. Are you really a spirit animal of some kind?

Lucario: I'm a Pokemon. Though, you could say that I'm from the canine side of the family....

Takumi: (Gives Lucario a Confused Look on his Face) A Pokemon? What's that?

Lucario: Well, you see, it's-

Kamui: (Smiles Excitedly) We can explain what they are later. I wanna see what how much this place change since I was gone. It's been so long! (Carelessly Sprints Her Way Towards the Town of Hoshido)

Lucario/Takumi: Kaumi! Wait for....(Sighs Once They Realize Kamui Was Already Long Gone) Us.

Lucario: Was she always this impatient when you first met her?

Takumi: Somewhat.

Hoshidan Restaurant.....

Kamui: Everyone is already busy?

Takumi: Yep. Ryoma is attending meeting, Hinoka is already assigned to a mission with her retainers, and Sakura herself, is out training to be a full fledged healer. Everyone else has already left for their own assigned mission as well.

Kamui: Even Hinata and Oboro?

Takumi: Yeah. (Frowns a Little) In all honesty, it does feel a little too quiet and boring without having those two around for the day.

Kamui: (Gives Takumi a Reassuring Smile) It's going to okay, Takumi. Everyone maybe gone, but your big sister and Mr. Lucario are still here to keep you company. (Place her Arm Around Takumi's Shoulder) I just know that we'll have a wonderful time together.

Takumi: (Chuckles Lightly) I can believe that. But speaking of which, how are things going for you in your new home and at the tournament? You didn't get yourself hurt too much out there, did you?

Kamui: (Giggles a bit Awkwardly) I tried not to. It was pretty rocky for me the first I entered, but I was able to get a better myself afterwards. (Smiles Proudly) Even more so now that Mr. Lucario has been training me.

Lucario: (Smiles Softly) We first met at the fourth annual tournament. After we fought, she asked me to become her mentor and I agreed. Our bond with one another has gotten closer ever since.

Takumi: (Smiles a Little) Well, it's good to hear that you're already in good hands. Although, there is one thing I've been wondering about you, Lucario.....

Lucario: (Turns to Takumi) Hm?

Takumi: Kamui said you are one of the strongest fighters in Smash Town.

Lucario: I-I... wouldn't exactly say I'm the strongest fighters in our town....

Takumi: Well, if that's the case, then how strong are you really?

Lucario: Well........

Thirty-Six Minutes Later in a Nearby Forest.........

Lucario: AURA....... SPHERE!! (Shoots Out a Powerful Aura Sphere Towards a Large Tree, Breaking it Down Instantly)

Kamui: (Smiles Excitedly While Rapidly Clapping her Hands)

Takumi: (Struck in Awe) Incredible......Just what kind of surge of energy was that?

Lucario: ('Sigh') That...was the power of the Aura. It's a type of energy I use to build up and release it's power. The Aura Sphere you saw before you, was an example of that.

Takumi: Ah. So it's almost how I used my Fuujin Yumi to store and release it's energy of each arrows.....

Lucario: What exactly is a Fuujin Yumi?

Takumi: It's a bow I used that was created by the Rainbow Sages. It was passed down to many generations of the Hoshidan Royal Bloodline. And I'm it's current wielder.

Lucario: I see. So you say you use it the same way I use my Aura?

Takumi: Mostly. But I'm not sure it's energy nearly as powerful as your. I could show you a demonstration, if I had it with me right-

Kamui: Ooh! I can get it for, Takumi! I think I know exactly where you usually place it at. Be right back! (Rush Her Way Out of the Forest)

Takumi: Kamui, wait a second!- ('Sigh') Annnnd.... she's of again.... What am I going do with you, Kamui.....

Lucario: (Chuckles Lightly) She really quick on her feet, huh?

Takumi: Tell me about it. (Turns to Lucario) I apologise if her impatient behavior cause you any trouble.

Lucario: Don't worry. It never cause any trouble in the slightest. (Smiles Softly) In a way, it actually makes me happy that she has a free spirit within her.

Takumi: (Turns Back to Where Kamui Ran Before Smiling a Little) Yeah.

Few Minutes Later.......

Takumi: (Sitting Down with Lucario on a Giant Stump of a Tree) I can't thank you enough for looking after our sister for us, Mr. Lucario. I know she can take care of herself and all, but it does mean a lot that you were willing to look out for her.

Lucario: (Smiles Softly) It's really no problem at all. She's a kind, hardworking princess who makes me proud everyday. And I wouldn't have it any other way.

Takumi: (Simply Nodded) I'm glad to hear it. And I'm happy she's having a great time in her new home.....(Frowns a Little) Despite everything she been through in the past.....and how poorly I treated her during that time....

Lucario: (Frowns a Little as Well)......You know....Kamui told me a lot about you and all of your other siblings in the past. About how much she loves and misses them. I know this isn't my place to pry on family's affairs, but.....She also told me that, despite your falling out with one another, she still loves you to this very day. And I promise you that she shows no resentment towards you whatsoever.

Takumi: (Looks Down on the Ground) I wouldn't blame her if she did. Since the first time we met in years, I always gave her the cold shoulder. I didn't trust her nearly as much as my other siblings did at the time.....But even if that were the case, it still doesn't excuse me for the way I treated her. (Suddenly Felt Two Arms Gently Hugging Behind Him) Hm?

?????: Takumi.....

Takumi: (Turns Around and Sees Kamui Hugging Him from Behind) Kamui?! How long were you standing there?

Kamui: Not too long. (Frowns a Little) Are you really blaming yourself for what happened between us?

Takumi: ('Sighs in Defeat') Yeah.....I know it was a long time ago, but....I still treated you poorly.....

Kamui: But I'm not mad at you, Takumi, and I never once blamed you for everything that happened. Let only resent you for it.

Takumi: You....don't? Truly?

Kamui: Of course I don't, you dummy. I mean....Sure, at times, it did made me sad that you were harsh towards me during that time. But I completely understand why you acted that way. We....did hardly knew each other when we were young.....

Takumi: True....(Turns Around and Face his Slightly Older Sister) But I still should've gave you a chance beforehand. That's why I waited so long to see you again: To apologise, make amends, and to hopefully rebuild our relationship as siblings, stronger and better than it ever was. Because blood-related or not.....(Gently Holds Both of Kamui's Hands With a Soft, Sincere Smile on his Face) You'll always be our sister. No matter what.

Kamui: (Heart Begins to Melt While Putting on a Tearful Smile) Takumi......(Pulls her Slightly Little Brother for a Tight, Loving Hug) Thank you so much!~ No matter what anyone else says, you and all of our other siblings will always be my family. All I ever wanted was to get to know more about all of you. I love you guys so much.....

Takumi: We....love you too, Kamui. No could you please let go of me?

Kamui: Not a chance! (Starts Rubbing Takumi's Cheeks with Hers) After hearing your dilemma just now, you were already in need for a big sister hug!

Takumi: ('Sighs Heavily') You already gave me a hug, Kamui..... Remember? When you first arrived here?

Kamui: True. But it honestly can't hurt to have another.

Takumi: Seriously. You're already embarrassing me in front of your mentor!

Kamui: (Pouts at Takumi) He has every right to watch us hug, mister! He's already like a father me, after all.

Takumi: Wait. Really? (Shook his Head) Doesn't matter. Just let me go already!

Kamui: Never!

Takumi: ('Groans in Annoyance') Honestly. You're even worse than Ryoma and Hinoka, whenever they try to hug me!

Kamui: That's because they love you, Takumi. And that they want to show it to you.

Takumi: That doesn't make it any less annoying.

Kamui: Tough luck. Cause starting today, we are gonna give you all the love you need!~

Takumi: KAMUI!!!

Lucario: (Smiles Softly While Watching Two Siblings Hugging and Fussing Towards It Each Other) (Funny..... I've always wondered what would it be like to have a sibling....I could say that Blaziken counts as one, but-)

Kamui: (From a Distance) Mr. Lucario! Could you join us in a group hug please?!!!

Takumi: I'D BE PERFECTLY FINE IF YOU DIDN'T!

Lucario: (Chuckles Lightly) Settle down, you two! I'll be right there. (Makes His Way Towards the Two Siblings)

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Mini Fanfic #323: Nora's Announcement (RWBY)

Nora: (Being Recorded by Ren) I'm gonna make an Announcement: James Ironwood is A Bitch-Ass Motherfucker! He shot my baby boy in the fucking chest!! That's right, folks, he uses his stupid Gun Pistol, stood there, and shot our fucking son off a cliff before saying (Performs a Clearly Poor Ironwood Impression) "My Friends call me James. To is you is General." And I was like "That's Absurd! Because last time I checked, I don't remember you having any fucking friends, you HACK!!"

So I'm making Call-out post from Renny's scroll! Ironwood, you're a fucking dick!! Who thinks you could just get away from shooting a fucking CHILD Scott-Free just because you're the General!! And it's sick, it's wrong, and down right PATHETIC!!

Oh! And another thing, General! You think you actually killed Oscar? You actually think he's just gonna die and have Oz Reincarnate into another body?! Well, guess what!.....Renny, move the camera over there.

Ren: 'Kay. (Moves his scroll towards Oscar, Ruby, and Penny happily huddled together playing video games)

Nora: That's right baby!!! No injuries, no crippling effects, no sadness! Look at him! He's as Precious as ever!! Oscar!~ We love you, sweetie!!~

Oscar: (Starts Looking towards the camera and immediately starts Blushing and looking away, hiding into Penny's embrace while waving at the camera)

Nora: ('Sigh Happily') I love him so much....('Ahem') Anyways.......How do you like that, Ironwood?! Oscar Everlynn Valkyrie Pine is alive and now a full fledged wizard, You IDIOT!!!! Now, as of this very moment, you have exactly 10-Hours and counting before we come back from here and start breaking your iron kneecaps for shooting our baby point blank. Now get the fuck out of our sights!! Before we a make it an hour sharp! And for everyone else who's watching.....(Smiles Brightly) Have a nice day~

Yang: (Immediately Starts Bursts Out Laughing)

Weiss: (Facepalms while Groaning)

Blake: Well...That was..... Something.

Jaune: Tell me about it.....

Ren: Okay. (Finish Recording Everything) That's a warp I suppose.

Nora: Great! Did you send the message to the General?

Ren: (Sends the Video Message to him) Now I did.

Nora: Good. (Grumbling) That will make him think twice about shooting our baby like that....

Ren: I'm just glad we were able to find Oscar okay in time.

Nora: Yeah.....(Frowns a little) Ren....

Ren: Hm?

Nora: I.....(Tears Start Falling down her eyes) Really Thought.....('Sniff') We would lose him for good this time......('Sniff')

Ren: ('Sigh Heavily') I did too, Nora...(Place his hand around Nora) But it's going be okay now. Oscar is okay and safe here with us once more. And this time..... We'll make sure to stick together. Even stronger than ever.

Nora: ('Sniff') I hope so.....Cuz....(Took one more look at Oscar, Ruby, and Penny with her Watery Eyes)...... I don't wanna lose my family any.......(Cries Softly into Ren's chest)

Ren: (Gently Rubs Nora's back Reassuringly) I know.....But we'll try and through this together....(Kiss the top of Nora's head) I promise.

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