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grrside · 2 years ago

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A Spell Gone Awry (Male to Donkey TF & Male to Donkey Cock Transformation)

A cocky wizard tries to show off his magic powers by turning a guy into a majestic horse. However it doesn't go quite as planned...

A Spell Gone Awry

-a grrside story-

The very moment Harry walked into my living room his mouth fell agape in wonder. He was mesmerized by all the magic artifacts and small trinkets I had put up on my walls. While he wasn’t looking my own mouth salivated as I delighted myself in the sight of the young man’s figure.

He was pudgy, just as I liked my men. His clothing hugged his chubby frame tightly as he moved around the room examining every mystic ornament thoroughly. His blond hair was short yet messy and his cute face was very charming.

I had met this fatty boy recently. He seemed very interested in magic and his eyes had shone bright when I had told him I was a sorcerer. He had practically begged me to let him come for a visit and how could I say no to such a cutie?

My obese visitor was enthusiastic about all the mystical paraphernalia he had never seen before. “Is that a genuine magic wand?” He asked, pointing to what was exhibited on top of a cabinet.

“Actually a baton. And these things are not such a big deal. They’re only as powerful as the wizard who uses them.”

“Wooo!” Harry looked at me like I was the most fascinating man he had ever met. This must've been his first time seeing an actual sorcerer.

“And what’s inside this thing...?” He said when he opened the doors to the cabinet and a set of mysterious jars full of liquid that glowed in the dark were revealed to him.

“Ahh, don’t touch those, they’re...”

“Magic potions?” Harry’s eyes widened.

“No, just some samples of animal semen I’ve collected. If you open them, the spell keeping them frozen will dissipate.”

“Ewww!” Grossed out, he closed the doors of the cabinet as fast as he could. “Why would anyone collect something like that?!”

“All kinds of animal semen are used as ingredients to make magic potions. Ask any potion maker, they’ll agree.”

“Right...” Harry didn’t seem to fully believe me but he let it slide.

“So...” He blushed as he said this, as if he were about touch on an extremely taboo subject. “What kind of... spells... do you use?”

“Oh, all kinds, but my favorite branch of magic is definitely transmutation.”

Harry gasped audibly. “That’s amazing! Ohh, I’ve always dreamt of seeing that! Do you think you can show me a transformation? Into an animal, maybe? Just a quick one! Please!” His eagerness was overwhelming yet very contagious. He seemed to have waited for a chance at this for a very long time.

“Sure. I’m always up for a transformation or two.” I smiled. “Oh, by the way, mind if I use you as the target?” When I added this last question the excitement on the boy’s face got so extreme I thought he was gonna collapse due to happiness overload.

We decided to get to it that same day. I drove him all the way through a vast field until a farm came into view. At this point in time the sun was already setting.

“Umm... Are you sure nobody’s going to see us?” Harry asked me as I parked the car.

I nodded my head. “Don’t worry, I don’t think anybody’s going to visit such a remote farm this late. Besides, an acquaintance of mine operates this farm and he doesn’t mind when I come by to perform magical experiments.”

“Oh!” Harry smiled. “So is that friend of yours a wizard, too?”

“On paper, yes he is. But, nah... Scott’s nowhere near my level... He wouldn’t know how to transform a measly frog into a fly even if his life depended on it.”

Harry giggled.

“What’s so funny?”

“Nothing. You just make him sound like he’s your rival.”

Now it was my turn to laugh. Scott, my rival? That would imply he’s half competent at magic which would be a big joke.

We got both of our fat asses out of the car, the vehicle making a hissing noise as if feeling relieved from all that heavy weight.

“The pigsty is the other way, boy.” I told him with a smirk.

“Uh? Why the pigsty?”

“It’ll be your new home once I turn you into a big fat pig. Well, you’re already well-served in the “big” and “fat” department...”

Harry blushed bright red. “That’d be too mean! I don’t wanna be a pig!” He shouted. “...Not on my first transformation, at least...” He added under his breath.

Oh, so he was one of those guys who wanted to make their first time special. I wouldn't judge him for that, but if he thought I was going to transmute that delicious body of his only once he was very, very wrong, hehe.

“So what’s it gonna be then?”

“I’ve... always wished I could turn into a horse! A stallion! With a big... you-know-what.”

So his fantasy was to be a horse with a big wiener. A bit typical, but it’d do. We headed to the entrance to the stables.

“I want to trot all over the field! Free as the wind!” He said dreamily.

“Good luck running around so carefree with a gigantic erection between your horse legs.”

“Eek!” Harry shrieked with embarrassment. “... Damn, now I’m already hard...” Harry’s cheeks went red. “Talking about long sticks, are you gonna use your baton?”

“I can do this bare-handed, actually. The baton is basically just an amplifier.”

“Aww, but I want my first time to be with a wizard pointing his intimidating magic baton at me!”

Geesh, he was a capricious one. I excused myself for a moment to go retrieve the emergency baton I always carried in the car trunk. When I came back to Harry it was already nighttime.

I flashed my baton at him.

“It’s so big!” He said, his mouth agape. He’d better react the same way when it comes to flashing him my penis.

“Anyway, you can get started stripping down while I turn on this old thing.” I wiggled my rarely-used baton until life came back into it. A big splurt of turquoise came out from its tip, which signaled it was ready for action.

However, Harry was just standing there very still.

“Do I really have to strip?” Harry asked timidly.

“If you value the clothes on you, yes. You can’t turn into a big fucking stallion clothed. You’ll rip your clothes apart.”

“Crap, I kinda hoped clothes would disappear with a poof like in cartoons until they are needed again but now that I say it out loud yeah, that would be very unrealistic.”

Harry began to strip. He unbuttoned his shirt and removed it revealing a big belly and moobs. His hairy torso looked so yummy... Oh? What was that? He had been wearing a very weird looking necklace under his shirt all this time.

“Do I have to remove my necklace, too? It’s a family heirloom and I would die if I were to lose it.”

“It doesn’t look like it’s gonna snap off, at least.” I came closer to him and touched his necklace “It isn’t a magical amulet, right?”

“Of course not. My family is extremely anti-magic. Why do you ask?”

Oh, so his family was like that. That explained why he was so little versed in magic and found it so amazing.

“If it were a charm it could interfere with the spell or the caster, but yeah, it would be really ironic for an anti-magic family to hand you down a magic amulet.” I laughed at that idea.

“Yeah... and... Why are you caressing my nipples that way?” Harry asked when he felt my fingers on those pointy things.

“Checking your magical spectrum. It’s easier to check in erogenous zones like these.” I squeezed them even harder.

“Oh, interesting.”

“Kidding. I’m just feeling you up.”

Harry rolled his eyes.

His shoes and trousers came down next. He hesitated a bit but he removed his underwear in a quick swift movement and cupped his genitals with both hands.

“No point in hiding those, they’ll become big horse balls when I’m finished with you.” I couldn’t help circling around him and examining his plump hips as I talked.

I picked up his clothes, made a ball out of them and threw them into a garbage bin. Harry complained but I assured him the garbage bin was empty and that we’d collect them later.

Harry felt a little bit self-conscious and silly standing there nude in the middle of the night but the moment I pointed my hard baton at him he had a difficult time hiding his erection.

Dang, he was bigger than me in that department and I hadn’t even started casting any cock- enlarging magic yet. This guy really was a handsome bunch of flesh. I couldn’t wait to shift and contort his shape to my liking.

“Here it goes, too late to back down now!” I cried out and my baton shot a big beam of turquoise magic at the young naked man.

Harry felt ecstasy when he felt a tail sprouting out from his big buttocks. He took the new body part in his hand, incredulous. “Oh my god, I have a tail! A tail!”

I felt ecstasy too as he finally stopped cupping his genitals in shame and I could see every inch of his body exposed and ready for me to manipulate as I pleased. The next change was his head, his ears becoming pointy and his face becoming more equine.

“Oh fuck this feels amazing! I’m really changing! I’m gonna be a horse! This is a dream come true...!”

Harry was having the time of his life. And then...

*CRACK!*

Harry’s necklace cracked open and fell into pieces. Which was certainly strange. I wasn’t directing my magic at it. Harry was so entranced with his transformation that he didn’t notice it. Or maybe he just didn’t care about pesky human possessions anymore.

“Yes! I want to be more horse!”

Harry’s torso became longer and his arms and legs started changing into equine legs. But something was going wrong, it was like my magic wasn’t obeying me anymore. Something was fishy and I didn’t like it.

“Harry! I’m losing control! We should stop!”

“No, I want to go full horse! I want a stallion cock to fuck mares! I want to... Neigh... Neighhh....!” His throat was changing, reforming into one of a beastly animal.

“Neiiiighh...Hee...Hee... Haww!! Hee Haww!!!”

What the fuck? That sounded more like the bray of a jackass than a horse. I tried to stop my magic but it was futile, it wouldn’t stop flowing. And worst of all, I was feeling a pull... The spell itself was pulling me, its own caster, into Harry!

“HeeHaww? HeeHAAAAAAAWWWW!” Harry was braying like the donkey he was becoming.

“Harry, bad news! I cried out. “I think your necklace is a protective charm! It’s taking control of my spell and twisting it in a horrible way! You’re not turning into a horse, you’re turning into a lower animal, a donkey!”

“HEEHAAWWW?!!!!”

“Yes, your charm weakened my intended spell and it’s also trying to punish me for casting it, I’m still not sure how, but I imagine it’s not going to be pretty!”

“But there’s a way to stop this!” I screamed as I was pushed into Harry. “You just have to supress your animalistic side, which means...!” The spell forced me into Harry’s torso, making us look like we were hugging each other. “...Which means that you need to lose your erection!”

“HEE...HAWW?!”

“Yes, just think the following sentences inside your head, Harry! Repeat after me... I don’t want to be an animal, I want to be a decent human being, I want to be clothed... Most importantly, I don’t want to be a dumb beast of burden with a disgusting cock exposed for everyone to see forever and ever!”

“HEEEE....HAWWW!!!”

...It seemed that my words were just getting Harry hornier for some reason. I could tell because his rock hard cock was piercing my belly. Well, it wasn’t my fault he was a pervert. If he liked it so much then good for him, but I didn’t want to be dragged into any weird mess. I turned around and tried to escape but I stopped in my tracks when I felt a sudden blow of fresh air and saw confetti dancing all around me.

Oh wait, it wasn’t confetti. My magic had shredded all of my clothes in an instant. Unlike in Harry’s cheerful imagination full of clothes that conveniently disappear and reappear before and after a transformation, my clothes were gone forever. I’d better watch out for the pieces of confetti that used to be my seldom-washed underwear.

I was frozen with fear because when my magic gets rid of someone’s clothes it meant it wanted to transform its target. I tried to take a step forward but my magic pulled me towards Harry again, this time squishing my naked fat butt against his groin.

“HEEE HAAAWWWW!!!” Harry brayed with pleasure, but I screamed with pain as I didn’t like anything going up my ass, much less an equine-sized dick. I tried to get free but his dick was keeping me stuck in place.

Harry felt pleasure like never before. He was gaining new sensations down below. He liked when I struggled but not just because of his dick in my ass. He felt a strangely intimate connection to me, even the slightest movement of the tip of my fingers gave him waves of pleasure. He was close to an orgasm.

I coughed, and when I did, extremely salty liquid came out from my mouth. Oh shit, I had a suspicion of where this was going.

“Harry! I know it’s hard to believe but I’m being transformed into your dick! Not only are you about to become a filthy animal, I’m going to be the most intimate and sensitive part of you! That’s right. I’m going to become part of your body. And that’s very bad, isn’t it? We’re gonna be merged into one body, and I’ll only be able to throb, piss and fuck! Because I’ll only be a cock! Doesn’t that sound horrible?”

“HAAAAAWWWW...!”

Great, I was just making him harder again. If he were to orgasm the transformation would be sealed and trying to convince him wasn’t working. Maybe I should be trying another approach... If I just had a meager tiny bit of magic left in me...

The transformation continued. My arms and legs were receding into my body while Harry’s limbs were full equine by now. The former boy was unable to keep standing up and he fell to all fours.

The spell was completely out of my control, but if I could canalize just the tiniest bit of the magic that remained in me... I was completely sure I had some left, I was too powerful of a wizard to have all my magic power drained by a stupid necklace... Surely I had enough to retain my humanity!

I looked down. I no longer had legs or arms. My butt was fused to Harry’s crotch. My skin color was changing, getting darker from my nether regions and up to my neck. What really made me gasp was seeing my cock and balls disappear, their sensitivity becoming one with my torso. I wiggled what remained of my armless body like a dancing snake and it felt kinda good... Oh shit, I was running out of time!

“Hawwww...” The donkey I was stuck into was uncontrollably braying. I couldn’t tell if it was in a show of pleasure, fear or maybe a mix of both. By now Harry looked like any other regular donkey. The only evidence he had ever been a greater being was the necklace with the broken charm hanging around his neck and the fact that the tip of his dick was my still intact human head.

I couldn’t give up just yet! I may have looked like a donkey dick from the neck down but as long as I could cast a final spell I’d be able to turn back to normal! I could feel my neck stiffen up, my chin starting to turn an ugly dark donkey dick’s color. I quickly chanted a reversal spell which wasn’t easy with my lips constantly dripping donkey precum.

I felt them, the last remaining bits of the magic I had stored deep within me abandoning my whole self as I casted my spell. I wouldn’t be able to cast anything else for a few days but if that meant I wouldn’t be a mindless, blind, completely inert donkey’s body part then so be it.

And so, thanks to my quick thinking and my impressive magical powers, I was saved.

“Phew, thank the heavens I’m such a powerful wizard. I’m largely unchanged.” I said with pride.

“Haaww?” Harry looked down at me.

“What is it?” I asked the donkey as I twisted my shaft upwards and giggled. “Hehe, I know what you’re thinking. You’re jealous that I can still talk and you don’t. Well, that’s what being a lowly animal means.” I raised one of my low-hanging testicles and pointed at him accusingly. “I’ve been *this* close to being turned into your dick. An ugly and smelly donkey dick. Could you imagine how humiliating that would’ve been for me?” I spat some semen on the ground. “And all because of your stupid necklace interfering with my sublime spell. Well, you got what you wanted. Go ahead and run free.”

“Haw....” Harry seemed like he wanted to tell me something. But he was a donkey now, being able to communicate like a human being was a thing of the past for him. Hehehe, he had such a ridiculous face now. If only there was a mirror around for him to be able to see how disgustingly ugly he looked...!

“Anyway, I’m magically spent. I won’t be able to perform any magic for three days at the bare minimum. Hopefully you have no plans for tomorrow, because you’re stuck like this until then!” I laughed, making Harry feel pleasure in his loins with my guffaw. “Mmmm... Why do I feel so stiff...” I wondered out loud.

Harry rolled his eyes. He tentatively tried out his donkey legs. He took a few steps forward, and I was forcefully dragged along.

“Hey, what the...”

Harry saw a full watering hole in a corner of the farm. He headed towards it while I could do nothing but complain about being unceremoniously dragged along for the ride. The donkey looked at his reflection on the water. The moonlight was surprisingly bright that night and the little lamps placed around the farm gave him a clear vision of how animalistic he looked. Then, although it made him feel a bit silly, he placed his crotch beside the watering hole.

“Nah, I’m not drinking from that.” I turned and finally saw my reflection. “Wait... That’s...”

I looked like a completely regular donkey dick. Yes, my magic powers, the ones I felt so proud of, had been powerful enough to let me retain control of Harry’s peehole as if it were my own mouth. My eyes had shrunk, and my powers had also been sympathetic enough to let me have minuscule holes on my lame excuse of a “face” that functioned as my nostrils and ears. But apart from that...

“I’m... a donkey’s cock.” My pisslit was wide open in shock. I tried moving around. I could barely move the upper half of my body like a snake and faintly wiggle my testicles inside Harry’s ballsack as if they were useless feet. That was as far as my autonomy went. To make things worse my movements were apparently turning Harry on, and when the rush of blood came and my body stiffened it was even more difficult for me to move.

“Okay... Err... Everything’s under control...” I then remembered that I was out of magic juice for at least three days at the bare minimum. “Oh FUCK, I’m screwed!”

I was utterly, royally screwed. My whole hunky self had been reduced to a stinky set of donkey genitals. How many times a day does a donkey go to the bathroom...? Better not to think about that.

“Ah... Look, Harry, looks we’re in some predicament here. I know you may be internally panicking, I know you may be drearing the next few days, I know you may want to scream but, but let’s calm down, okay?”

Actually, Harry seemed very serene. He couldn’t wait to experience everything a donkey body had to offer.

“Very well, as we’re about to share a body for a few days, we should make some rules... Rule number one, you should not stick your dick in weird places... Ahh!”

“HAWW!!!” Harry couldn’t help himself and began to trot. The cold air of the night brushed against his naked body and it felt very liberating. Sure, he had dreamed of doing this as a horse, but even as a ugly donkey he had never felt this free. He brayed happily.

The boy was living his dream. All the while I was stuck as a smelly hose dangling from below with no choice in the matter. My sensitive body was flopping around like crazy! I had to admit that my spell had gone completely awry... Or had it gone “HAWry”? I laughed at my own lame pun and that turned out to be a mistake because I choked, coughing up some short streams of Harry’s piss in the process.

Suddenly Harry halted in his tracks, making me feel like a dizzy passenger riding on a car which had just braked violently. There was someone looking at us... Well... That person was actually only looking at a donkey, I just happened to be the most obscene part of that particular donkey.

The shadowy person began to creep closer through the dark... It was... Oh no... I’d recognize this fit guy with perfect teeth anywhere... It was Scott, my sworn archenemy!

“Fuck, Harry! That’s Scott, the wizard I mentioned before!” I whispered. “I’ll die of shame if he finds out about my predicament! Quick, pretend to be a regular donkey!”

Harry just stood still looking like a... Well... a regular donkey.

“Perfect!” I lifted my right testicle as a makeshift thumbs-up. “As for me, I’ll channel my studies of the dramatic arts to masquerade as a regular penis! In 3... 2... 1...”

I flopped down and hung limp. I had to admit that my performance was truly sublime. Those acting classes were worth the money! Whoever was to look at us would only see a donkey and its perfectly normal flaccid equine cock dangling below. We were completely incognito!

Scott approached Harry and petted the top of his head. “Oh, are you lost?” He examined the donkey’s neck and being unable to find any evidence this stray donkey belonged to anyone else he whipped out his baton (much larger and shinier than mine! Damn you, Scott!) and conjured up a rope to use as a leash on Harry.

Harry got a bit scared and refused to move. Scott talked to him in a very soft, calming voice. “Shh, don’t worry. I treat my livestock with a lot of care... Oh, I know just the way to calm you down...” He waved his wand, formulating another one of his spells.

The next thing I knew I was inside a transparent cage! I could no longer move! I was still Harry’s donkey cock so technically this had to be a cockcage, I guess? But I didn’t understand, what was the point of incarcerating a donkey’s cock inside this weird thing?

Scott kept donkey-whispering the scared Harry. “You’re going to like this, I’m sure of it. All my livestock do.” The handsome wizard flipped his wand.

“HAAAAAAAAAAAWWWW!!!” Harry brayed with pleasure. He felt amazing, as if invisible hands were giving him an expertly crafted handjob. I was getting hard inside the weird transparent cage. If this were a chastity cage it was doing a very bad job... Oh, wait, this contraption wasn’t a cage... it was an automatic milking device!

Harry’s mouth was open and his tongue was hanging out. His temperature was rising. The magical handjob he was receiving went up in intensity. The fingers turned into tongues that licked me all around. It felt amazing to both of us... But I was too angered by Scott of all people being the one milking me to be able to enjoy the experience!

Scott made a giant jar appear in mid-air. I spewed up some salty precum through my mouth and every single drop was absorbed by the milking device. The wizard used his telekinesis to draw a steady flow of liquid from a hole in the device. This steady stream traveled in slow motion from Harry’s nether regions until it landed into the jar. I could hear Harry’s cum, *my* cum, splashing on the jar as if it was the orange juice of Scott’s breakfast. That bastard!

The wizard lifted his fist and Harry’s anus was penetrated by a disembodied giant horse cock that had materialized out of nowhere. The ghostly cock followed Scott’s hand movements, and he was a real master at making penises dance to his tune.This made Harry get much harder and in turn my flow of cum increased greatly. “Now that’s a real equine cock and not your ugly donkey dick.” Scott pointed out. I felt very insulted.

“Believe me, I’m not doing this for pleasure.” Scott denied. “But you see, all kinds of animal semen are used as ingredients to make magic potions. Ask any potion maker, they’ll agree.” He explained while we were being fucked by his magic.

That... fucking... bastard... giving me pleasure like that...! I wasn’t his bitch! I was much more than a cum-spewing body part ripe for milking... I was a person... Even greater than that... I was a fucking wizard!

“Hawwwww!!! Hawwwww!!!” Harry was in heaven. I always knew he was a total bottom...

Everything Harry felt I felt ten times over. My whole body tingled with ultimate pleasure but I'd never admit that it was because of Scott's sensual magic... Scott's big horse cock felt amazing though... Agh! That was it! I couldn't pretend to be an inanimate cock anymore. I was ready to give up my act. “Hey, Scott! Stop this, you bastard! We are humans! Your magic is practically raping us!” I screamed. However, the milking device completely muffled my screams of agony. Not like I’d ever be heard either way thanks to Harry’s nonstop braying. “Let us go, Scott! Please!”

I was cumming so much that I doubted my magic would be able to recharge as fast as I expected. I was spent and quite sore but Harry was producing so much semen that I felt like I would be cumming over and over again at this rate.

“You like this, don’t you... I have lots of use for donkey sperm... It doesn’t fetch as much as stallion sperm but you seem very virile. You filled out the whole jar in one go, after all! What do you say... Do you want to join my farm?”

As Scott's impressive magic powers anally assaulted Harry and a big spurt of donkey cum came out of me, Harry nodded with eagerness. He was ready to leave his old life behind and be part of Scott’s livestock, being magically pleasured in all sorts of ways while he paid Scott back in cum. As for me, the still rock hard donkey dick that had actual life prospects and high standards unlike Harry, I would have preferred to shake my shaft to say "no" in disagreement but regrettably I wasn’t getting out of my sperm-collecting cage or from Scott's sexually estimulating magic powers for a while.

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spooky-things-au · 12 days ago

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Really sorry for late update, but... FINALLY GOT AO3 FIXED! WOOO!

Here's the latest chapter. Thank you for your patience.

(Chapter is undercut)

Spooky Things

Season 1. Beginning

Episode 2. The Weirdo on Maple Street

Chapter 4. New mystery

"Ready are you? What knows you of ready?"

Skid giggled lightly as he sat across from Will. They were in Susie's room, playing with some of her things. Currently, Will was showing him some stuff, toys that were hidden in her closet. That included her old toys, she didn't play with anymore and few things that one of her friends left on accident but never got back to.

"His name's Yoda." Will said, holding the older plush toy in his hands. "He's from some movie, Robert says... he can move things with his mind!" He then pushed the toys off them with his hands, making Skid laugh again.

Skid then looked around, picking up a weird looking toy. It had long ears, that reminded him of a cat, and blue eyes. It had no hands, but soft purple fur. It also had a little heart-shaped nose.

"Oh, this is my tattletail, Witchy!" Will said, smiling, before looking down at the toy. "Look, he can speak!"

Will then reached up for an opening in toy's feet, starting to do something in them. Skid looked away, starting to look around the pink room. He stood up, walking to the table with many shiny things, some had framed photos and some pieces of paper.

"These are all my sister's science fair trophies." Will said, walking up to him. "Susie, Roy and Robert got first every year."

As Will started to tell what they did for what, Skid gazed through all the trophies. All of them had "1" on them (expect for one that had a "3"). There were also few pictures. Of Susie and the boys from previous years, some had them with some adults (those weren't Will's parents)... and a single one had Susie, Roy and Robert together, smiling sitting side-by-side... and there was somebody else. A boy with blonde hair, also smiling.

Skid's eyes widened, as he lifted his hand to point to that boy.

"That's Ross." Will said, taking the picture in his hand. "He's with Susie and guys too. But he's missing right now."

Skid looked over the picture once more, still pointing at Ross. Will raised eyebrow. Was he trying to say something?

"You know Ross?" He asked. "Did you see him? Last night? On the road?"

But before either of them could say anything, they heard something coming their way from outside. Will ran to the window... there was his mother, coming back. He frowned, Mom couldn't know he was home. And more, she couldn't know about Skid. If he was so deep in trouble... then he had to hide him once more.

"We gotta go." Will whispered to the boy.

Putting the picture back, the two ran out of Susie's room. But Amber was already walking inside, holding bags from store, talking on her phone.

Crap...

Will turned back to Susie's room, pushing Skid with him. But it seemed like he was still not quiet enough...

"Papa William?" He heard his mother's voice calling into the house. "Is that you?"

Fear was running through his veins, as he looked between Skid and the door. No, he couldn't tell her about him... but he just stay quiet either. She'd be worried and would want to look around and will definitely find him!

What was he going to do!? Well, it was almost wnd of school either way. Maybe he could lie about it ending earlier?

"Just me, Mom!" Will yelled.

"Will?" She seemed surprised "What are you doing home?"

"One second!" He yelled to her, before looking at Skid.

He opened the door to Susie's closet. He looked over it, thinking it was big enough to hide Skid.

"Okay, you sit inside here, I'll be right back, okay?" He said quietly, but something in Skid's eyes changed. If he was scared before... then looking at the closet made him look terrified. He shook his head rapidly.

Will looked at him with worry in eyes, before taking his hands. "Please, you have to get in! Or my mom will find you. Do you understand?" He said once more, but Skid was still not budging. "I won't tell her about you. I promise." He said.

"'Promise'?" Skid repeated the new word. He heard Tom and Vivana using it yesterday, to himself too... but he never could force himself to ask the meaning of it.

"It means something that you can't break." Will explained quickly. "Ever."

Skid looked between the door and closet and Will. If Will's mom finds him... Will and Susie will get hurt... but he hated the idea of sitting behind that door! It looked so small!

But... Will said promise. He couldn't break it...

"Wilbert?" Amber's voice came from the hall, startling both boys.

"Please?" Will whispered.

Still not sure about it, Skid gave an unsure nod.

Will gently lead him to the closet, as Skid sat inside. Will then quickly closed the door after, that followed by footsteps from it... leaving Skid on the hard floor, in uncomfortable darkness...

Skid tried to calm himself down, but his heart didn't want to. This was so familiar. This fear. This space. This... feeling... feeling of being so small and scared, he felt whenever he...

"Papa!"

Tear ran down his face at the memory came into in his mind. This felt way to familiar to what would happen back at The House...

Two of cloaked people carried him out of the basement. No matter how he cried, screamed and kicked, they didn't care. They still carried him away.

There was one way out...

"Papa!" Eleven screamed out as the tall figure stepped out of the room.

Papa stood on spot, looking straight into his eyes, his face showed no emotions... Eleven failed again. And now he was being punished.

"Papa! No!" He cried once more, but Papa didn't move a muscle. "Papa..!"

The two people carried him to the main area of the house, to second floor... one of them opened the door.

"No!" Eleven screamed, trying to get out of their grasp. "No! No!"

But he was too small to do anything... He was thrown inside the small, soundproof space with no windows. The figures then closed the door after themselves.

Eleven stood on his shaky legs, running to the door, starting to bang his small hands on it. He told himself he'd be good next time! He told himself he would do everything Papa would ask him to! He just wanted out! He hated this closet!

"PAPA!"

Skid sat on the floor, crying into his hands. He wanted Will... Will made him feel safe...

Will was sitting next to his mother on the couch, hugging his feet.

"I walked away from Susie..." He said softly, not daring to look at his mother. "And I don't know... I was scared... I wanted to go back home, to you and Dad... I wanted to tell Susie... but I didn't want to-"

"Wilbert." Amber said softly, before putting hand on her son's shoulder. "I'm not mad at you."

"You..." Will raised eyebrow, seemingly surprised. "Not?"

She shook her head. "No, of course not." She spoke gently again, before sighing once more. "All this that's been going on with Ross... we both can't imagine how it is for Susie, but to you... he's a big kid, I don't know how that's for you."

Will looked at his mother, giving her a small smile, glad that she could understand him. At least... understand what she thought was happening with him.

"I just..." She continued, strocking her son's hair. "I want you to feel like you can talk to me. I never want you to feel like you have to hide anything from me. I'm here for you. Okay?"

Will was about to give a nod to his mother, that would follow by a hug... but it was interrupted by sound of something falling onto the floor. From Susie's room.

"Is there someone else here?" Amber asked.

"No." Will quickly said, standing up. "I think it's just the toy tower fell."

He than ran to his sister's room, locking the door after himself. When he was sure his mother didn't follow him, Will went quickly to the closet, opening it...

To find Skid crying on the floor, curled into a small ball.

"Skid?" He asked softly, sitting next to the boy, moving away once he gave a twitch "Is everything okay? El?"

Slowly, Skid opened his eyes, seeing who was with him.

"...Will?" He whispered.

Will breathed out upon hearing his voice, continuing to strock his hand. Skid then moved closer to him, leaning into the touch.

"Is everything okay?" Will asked softly.

After a short pause, Skid nodded. Weakly, but Will could feel it. "...Promise." The child whispered.

Will was here... he came back...

John sighed out, looking around, as he heard volunteers shouting in distance of himself. The forest was done and they moved further out. Now they stood stood by a cliff over a small lake, just out of the town.

He smoked out yet another cigarette, trying to calm his nerves. He got a message from Aaron that he arrived to Oscar's place and would interrogate the man himself. He decided to let him be, given this was his son. For now, they'd just deal with-

"Whoa!" John exclaimed, grabbing onto Sophie's shirt. "Careful. I need you alive for the next few days, at least."

Sophie laughed. "Oh, hell, Sherif, I could survive that." She crossed her arms.

John shook his head, smirking lightly.

"What?" Sophie chuckled again. "I heard Steve Rogers made the jump. And he was drunk as hell." She shook her head. "He did it on a 10 dollar bet."

"His boyfriend is a liar." John said, before showing her off the cliff. "You make that jump from this height, that water turns into cement. Breaks every single bone in your body."

Sophie just waved it off with a "Nah", to which John just rolled his eyes... well, whatever she believed, he supposed. Then they heard "John, you copy?" from the radio.

John picked it up. "Yeah, Patty, talk to me."

"Hey, John, we got a call from over at Boys n' Grills." Patty's monotonous voice said, getting John's attention. "I think you need to get there right away."

John frowned. That little fast food joint on edge of town? What in the world could've happened there?

The practice showed... a lot could've happened.

John and Connor stood over body of a young woman, shot in the head, laying on the table in the alley right behind the shop. Flies were already gathering over the girl's cold body. The sirens were heard on the background.

"Oh, Jesus..." Connor whispered to himself, looking over the scene. He then turned to John. "Suicide?"

John looked at the wound on her head, blood already stopped coming out,

"Missing kid... suicide..." Connor looked at the scene, before putting hands on his hips. "You must feel like a big city cop again... huh, Sherif?" He cracked a light smirk at the older man.

"Yeah..." John breathed out. "That's one way to put it..."

John then went to call for a backup.

Aaron stepped out of the car. He finally made it to the Indianapolis and now, he stood infront of, what he assumed, Oscar's house. The ride here lasted... way less than he expected, really. Well, better for him, the less time he spends here the more time he'll be able to spend searching for Ross.

The man walked to the front door, knocking on it. But nobody replied. Frowning, Aaron knocked again. And again...

"Oscar, open up!" He yelled when nobody replied after 4th time...

And then, a woman of his age came out. Blonde and blue eyed, she looked at him in confusion.

"Um... can I help you?" She asked, looking him over.

"Is Oscar here?" Aaron looked past her, as uf trying to see anyone inside.

"Yes." She said, nodding. "He's in the back-"

Without any other words, Aaron moved past her, looking around with determined face. He didn't hear the woman calling after him, just muttered "I'll be quick" to her. He then started to check rooms.

"Ross!" He called out, still trying to spot the familiar black and blue spot. "Ross, come out! It's me!"

He did come across a room, that could be set-up for a kid, but maybe a bit younger than Ross... shaking his head, Aaron went to different door, trying to open it, only to find it locked. He tried turning the knob, but it wasn't giving in...

Before he was pinned against the wall.

"Who are you and what are you doing here-?!" He heard a voice, he hasn't heard in years yet it felt so familiar.

"Get off."

Aaron then fought off the man's hands off himself, freeing from the hold. He turned around, finally facing the familiar pair of green eyes. Oscar's face aged further since last they saw one another, but he still kept the same strong build. And, seemingly to his surprise, Aaron did too.

"God, you've got stronger..." The older man hissed, rubbing his hand.

The woman stood in the hallway, frowning.

"Can somebody explain me what's going on!?" She asked, throwing her hands up. "Who is he? What does he want?!"

Aaron and Oscar looked at her, as Oscar sighed out.

"Oh, sorry, dear..." He said. "Aaron, Elizabeth." He showed at the woman. "Lizzy, it's Aaron. My unfortunate son-in-law."

Elizabeth's eyes widened, as she looked between the two, before stepping away. This seemed to be out of her business. It left the men alone once more.

"I'm home!" Susie yelled out, opening the front door to her house.

"Welcome back, sweetie" Amber's voice was heard from kitchen. (Boy, it was weird to hear her-) "How was school?"

"It was good." Susie said, letting her friends come in. "Roy and Robert are with me too. Have you seen Will? I haven't seen him since I dropped him off at his first class..."

"Oh yeah." Amber peeked out, wiping her hands, before saying a quick "Hello, boys" to Roy and Robert. "They finished earlier today, due... the searching. I picked him up earlier. He's in his room right now."

"Alright then" Susie breathed out of relief, before going into the said direction. "Thanks, Mom!"

Moments later, all three kids were standing in the doorway to Will's room. They could see the boy on the floor, wearing a cape on his back, probably pretending to be superhero... and then mysterious child from yesterday. Still here, still wearing Will's onesie, still staring at them with wide eyes.

While Roy and Robert stared at the kid in confusion, Susie decided to speak. "Will... why is he still here?"

"Oh." Will smiled, before climbing onto his bed to sit next to the boy, wrapping his hands around his neck, making him laugh. "He didn't want to go back. So I didn't tell Mom!"

"What!?" All three older kids asked.

"Are you out of your mind?!" Roy yelled at the kid.

"Roy, calm down!" Susie tried to stop him, holding him by shoulder.

"Susie! Your brother is out of his mind!"

Skid, scared of this screaming, sat back, covering his ears. Will, upon seeing the other boy's distress... looked at his sister and her friends, deciding to tell the news.

"I think he knows about Ross!"

And it did the trick. The older kids quieted down, all looking at him. They seemed surprised and stunned. Susie stepped closer to her brother.

"What do you mean he knows about Ross?"

"Well..." Will stood from the bed. "I was showing him around the house, we were in your room... and he got interested in your trophies. While I was telling him what you got them for..."

Will then picked the same picture, Skid previously pointed Ross out.

"And he pointed at Ross in this picture." He told his sister. "I told him he was missing... and then he looked at him with these eyes... I think he knows about him..."

"You think?" Roy crossed his arms, not believing that story once bit.

"I mean... now that I come to think of it..." Susie started, looking at the picture. "Don't you think it's weird that we found him on the way to Ross house?" She asked, looking at the other boys. "The same place where Ross disappeared?"

"That is weird..." Robert confirmed, thinking about this.

"And he told me bad people are after him." Will joined in "What if they were the ones who took Ross?" He then looked back at Skid, reaching out to him. "I think he knows what happened to him..."

"Well, if he knows, why won't he tell us?" Roy asked, completely done with this Will's nonsense.

The 12 year old then walked to the little kid, looking at him still unimpressed.

"Do you know where he is?" He asked, looking right into his eyes.

Skid stayed quiet, just looking at Roy with wide eyes. The latter then bared his teeth, grasping onto kid's shoulders.

"Do you know where Ross is?!" He yelled at him, before, making the small boy stiffen inside. Susie then jumped to separate the two, while Will went to hug his friend.

"Cut it off, Roy!" The girl scolded, standing in between two of them. "You're scaring him!"

"He should be scared!" Roy argued, turning back to the child. "If you know where he is, tell us!"

Skid stayed quiet once more, still looking at Will as source of protection and safety. Roy, now getting frustrated with this situation, growled.

"This is nuts!" He frowned, before going to grab boy's hand. "We have to take him to your mom!"

"No!" Will pulled the scared boy away from older kid. "Skid said telling adults would put us in danger!"

"What kind of danger-?" Robert had time to ask, before Roy, once more, cut him off.

"His name is Skid?" He asked, rasing eyebrow.

"He likes it better than Eleven." Will explained simply.

Susie sighed, before kneeling down to her little brother. "Will, what kind of danger?" She asked softly.

"Danger danger." He said.

He then looked at Skid, slowly letting go off him. Will raised his hand, pointing two fingers over his ear. Then to Susie's forehead. Then to Robert. Then to Roy. The older kids' eyes widened as they realized what Will was showing.

A gun.

Susie frowned. If somebody tells the adults about this... Skid... boy, they'd get shot? Why?

"No, no, no!" Roy suddenly snapped, frowning. "We’re going back to plan A! We’re telling your mom!"

Roy turned around starting to walk towards the door. He didn't care if this kid was hunted. So what if he was? It wasn't his problem! This kid had to go away to whatever madness he came from! He had to be locked up!

And they needed to go back, looking for Ross...

Of course, Robert and Susie (with her annoying little pest of a brother) tried to stop him... but Roy didn't hear them. He had a goal in mind. And, unlike that stupid kid, he was going to follow it through.

But as as he went to open the door... it was slammed close infront of his face. And then again...

And again.

"What the..?"

After fourth time, there was also a sound of the door being locked...

All four kids turned back, to face Skid, now standing on the floor. Blood trickleddown from his nose, as he stood there with scared, but determined face.

"No."

Aaron and Oscar stepped out of the house. Oscar lead the younger man towards a car, smiling at it.

"Take a look at this beaut." He said proudly. "Should've seen it when I got it. Took me a year, but it's almost done."

Aaron just rolled his eyes. He pretended to listen to him long enough... He then walked towards the back of the car, to check the trunk.

"Really? You want to check up my ass, too?"

Aaron looked up at Oscar, frowning. The older man sighed out, closing the trunk.

"I told you the same thing as I told those cops, your kid is not here." Oscar turned to face his son-in-law. "Never been."

"Why didn't you call Jaune then?" Aaron said, not turning away from

"You know how Jaune is..." Oscar sighed out, covering his eyes. "She's always been an airhead, I assumed she just forgot where he was. No wonder the kid could've gotten lost... with parents like this, a kid would never learn to care for themselves."

"Oscar, this isn't a joke!" Aaron argued. "There are search parties, reporters-"

"Did they hire that John kid as a Sherif?" Oscar cut him off. After a second of silence, he continued, looking into Aaron's eyes. "If you really want what's best for you kid, you two gotta get out of that hellhole."

Aaron stayed quiet, just staring at the man with a frown.

"Come out here to the city. People are real here, you know?" He explained, before a light smile came onto his face. "And then I could see Jaune and your kid more."

Oscar looked away, thinking over the possibilities it would open... before he turned back to Aaron, staring at him with a frown.

"What?" Oscar asked. "You think I don't want to see her?"

Aaron instantly replied with a shake of his head and "I know you don't."

"Oh, now that's my ex talkin' right there."

"Then why did you never visit?" The brunette argued, frowning. "It's been nearly thirteen years now! You never even call, unless you need something!"

"Well, does she even know you're here?" Oscar asked, looking at Aaron. He stayed quiet. "Oh, great. A kid goes missing, the husband runs wild?" He rolled his eyes. "Some real close family right there."

Aaron, through normally quiet in his nature, didn't hold back. "Do I need to remind you kicked her out when you learned she was pregnant?"

"Look, I know, what I did, was messed up, and I came to regret this..." Oscar then put his hands on his hips, sighing out. "All I'm saying is... maybe I'm not the asshole this time around, alright?"

After that, neither of them said a word... for about a minute. Before Aaron pulled out a poster out of his pocket, dropping it on Oscar's hand.

It was time to go back. He wasted enough time here.

"In case you wondered what he looks like." The brunette spat, before leaving the yard, going to his car.

Oscar stayed in the spot, watching Aaron drive off into distance... then he looked down onto the picture. A missing poster of a small kid. Ross Lynn, he read... no longer name, so he assumed it was the full name. The poster didn't say anything out of normal, just clothes and mentioning his natural hair color and that he dyes it (of course, Jaune would let her preteen kid dye... that careless girl...)

The he looked up onto the picture... it was young child, probably 12 at maximum. A mix mix his daughter and Aaron stared back at him. Pair of green eyes stared at him, obviously the kid inherited from his mother...

Elizabeth came out, placing hand on his shoulder, as she looked at the picture too.

"Cute kid..." She said softly, before looking at him. "Maybe you should consider visiting them some time? That Jaune girl sounded like she missed you."

Oscar stayed quiet for a second... before sighing out, looking away from the poster. So many thoughts running through his brain in such short time...

"I'll think about that..."

God, it's really been that long?

Tom sat on the chair in police departments. "Just doesn't make any sense, Sherif." He sighed out.

John brought in the BnG employees one by one for testimony, trying to see what could've happened to the young woman, they now had identified as Viviana Kang. First thing was learning from who was with her some time prior to her death...

And it would be also asking her co-workers. It lead them to Tom, who worked with her yesterday.

"You, uh, notice anything... odd about her the last few weeks?"

"No!" Tom shook his head. "It was like usual, she was as upbeat as ever, telling me everything about her meet-up with her cousin next Sunday." He explained. "She was looking forward to it."

John nodded, still not looking away. "She got any enemies you might know about?" He asked again. "I mean, people might not want her around?"

"I mean... she did mention this ex, that doesn't like her, but..." Tom thought about it, before shaking his head. "Nah."

"Alright, let's go over this again." John breathed out. "You two had a shift together."

"Yesterday. Yes." Tom nodded. "Bob said he had some family business to attend, so..."

"It was just you two?" John asked once more, to which Tom nodded.

"Yes. Just me and Viv, and..." He then looked away, sighing out. "Well... we did have to look after a kid for most of the day, but..." Tom stopped, thinking back to yesterday, frowning. "No kid would do this."

Unknowingly, a mention of a child seemed to get attention from John. He looked at Jack, showing him to get something, before turning back to Tom.

"Kid?" John asked, surprised. "What are you talking about?"

"Oh, yeah." Tom said, slapping himself for forgetting about it. "Yeah... At lunch... uh... there was this boy..." He started to explain. "was trying to steal food out of kitchen. We payed to let him have some. God, the poor kid was starving, from what we've got... we thought he was on a run whole night"

Whole night? John's eyes widened. Could it be that it was Ross? But why would he run away who knows where, come back to some diner and run away again? And, if it was him... how did he pass past searching party without them seeing him?

Even if he ran away after the nightfall... he could've seen by somebody...

"This kid..." John asked once more, sitting closer to the younger man. "What'd he look like?"

"Oh, he was so small, you'd think he ran away from someplace terrible." Tom breathed out. "You know, he was very tiny."

Jack then came back, holding Ross' missing poster, handing it to Tom. "He look like this?"

Tom looked down, at the photo, before shaking his head. "Oh, no, that's Lynns' missing kid." He sighed. "No. We had a different kid... This one had really short hair. I mean, it was buzzed nearly down to the scalp."

Haircut this short? Well, that was interesting... despite Tom saying it wasn't Ross... he still needed to make sure.

"Yeah, well, let's..." John started, before sighing. "You know, let's forget about the haircut. I mean, if this kid had a buzz cut..." He motioned to the poster once more. "could it be Lynns' kid?"

"No, I'm sure. I've been with that kid half of a day" Tom shook his head. "He's too small. About this height." He put his hand up to about his shoulder. "This kid has been in some trouble. I called CPS, they picked him up after I left... that's all I have on this kid. No, it couldn't have been Lynns'."

John looked at it, before sighing. Well, this was going to be an another long day...

@crossover-enthusiast @catsockpuppet @spookuzm @ferf-bish @sunny6677 @momentokori @nottapossum @nostalgic-soda

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pink-bird-30 · 2 years ago

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Titans 4x01

SPOILERS AHEAD

READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!!!

WOW, it feels like centuries since I've sat down and written a Titans review.

(Guess who's back-ack-ack...back again-ain-ain...Titans' back-ack-ack...tell a friend-end-end.)

First things first:

Dick & Kori:

-I have never been more well fed than I was today. First scene together and they are these cute little jellybeans I wanna squish!

-Dick's shirt is extra extra tight, like Kori's dreams from the 80s comics tight and open top button. *chefs kiss, thank you costume dept.

-Them both reflecting on the events that apparently only happened a week ago...a week ago, that is the amount of time that has passed. Which I thought maybe it would be a few weeks later. Not 7 days.

-Dick remembering all the things Kori has been battling since meeting her, and listing them on his fingers. Sir? My dickkory heart could not handle this.

-Kori admitting she finally felt free. YASSSSSSS tell Dick that you feel at peace and content beautiful woman.

-I need a moment to address Brenton's ability to show so much emotion with his eyes. I mentioned this last season as well when it came to the Mar'i scenes, but this man could convince me he was in love with a slice of toast.

-Oh!!!! and Dick being confirmed as a Wooo Girl was everything, I fucking knew it!!!!

-I love that Dick is finally talking to Kori when it comes to making plans and doing things together. This is such a growth moment for Dick and I'm glad he finally made it to this point.

Okay, moving on to the rest of the episode:

Connor:

-I really feel for this kid. He's only been around for a short amount of time, but I think he's been hurt too many times.

-Clark Kent really be that dad that says he going to the store for milk and never comes back. I understand he had to go deal with Superman stuff, but a letter, really? Supes needs to get his dad game in check.

-The scene at Star Labs was really cool. Dick and Connor wearing the glasses seeing Superman flying in the galaxy was amazing. (And Dick looked 100% hot in those glasses too).

-I also liked how Dick did a double take when Connor put on the glasses and Connor was like: "What?" and Dick just shakes his head and said, "Nothing." but we were all thinking it, he is Clark through and through.

Gar:

-My bb finally using his powers recreationally?! Using an octopus arm to bowl?! Where has this been all these seasons?! I'm so happy he's turning into other things.

-His scene at Star Labs was really interesting to me. Again, this show really does neglect showing us everything. Yes, I'm glad we saw Gar in his weird dreamscape, but I also would have loved to see him rip apart Star Labs too. Show us more!!!

-I'm actually really interested in why the cult is connected to Gar so much, is it because of Rachel and their close bond? Is he a target?

-For those of you who grew up with Teen Titans, I'm getting big "Beast Within" vibes from Gar right now. Which I wouldn't be surprised at this point given Gar is going to have to figure out control when turning into these other creatures.

Tim:

-Oh my little boy, Timmy. Tim Tim TIMMMM. He wants to be Robin soooooo bad but Dick has him on a baby leash which I think is hysterical. But Dick is right, he needs to learn more before getting handed the cape. Plus, the scene where he hugs Dick thinking he made him a suite was too precious. I really hope when the time comes that Dick goes all out when he gifts him his suite. It'll be a big moment for Tim.

Kory:

-I love that they scanned Kori at Star Labs. She needs to know what she's capable of and what she can do with her new powers.

-Kori kicking ass in Lex's home, ummmm yes please. Her and Dick both being on the same page of not letting Connor go in blind was such a great move. Lex always has another motive. And they were right. Lex was dying and wanted nothing more than to use Connor (or so I thought).

Dick:

-"I hate ninjas." nuff said.

Sebatian:

-I love Joseph Morgan. This man could read me the dicitonary and enamor me. but I'm really interested in how he is connected to the cult and why all this blood keeps appearing everywhere.

Overall, a great first episode. I did think it was a little dry for a season premiere, but I'm happy to be back and active in this fandom again. i have high expectations for this season and hope to see where this storyline goes!

#dc titans #dick grayson #koriand'r #garfield logan #tim drake #connor kent #rachel roth #nightwing #starfire #beast boy #changeling #robin #super boy #titans #hbomax #dc titans spoilers

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faeriexqueen · 3 years ago

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For the Character Asks: 1, 7, 9, 14, and 18 for a certain king we all know and love

WOOO. I just watched Labyrinth last night so my thoughts are rampant on this. XD (Apologizing in advance, though, because these won’t be short answers. >.<)

1 - Favourite thing(s) about this character?

Probably that we get enough hints about Jareth to suspect his backstory, but it’s kept vague enough that we can run with ideas about who he is, his origins, and what his intentions are. (While I have my own headcanons and ideas, I always think it’s really fun to hear other takes - it can also mean you go back to the film/novelization, and catch more than you did before.) Honestly, I think it’s one reason why I’ve been so engaged with this character for such a huge part of my life. I love that there’s a little bit of ambiguity and mystery surrounding him.

7 - What do you like most about this character?

I have a laundry list of things I like about him. XD A big thing is his overall aesthetic - I’ve always liked the mix of 80s glam rock and fantasy, and I think it fits well with Jareth’s character. I love how he’s just extra, too - like he has more outfit changes than any other character in Labyrinth and always has to make an entrance. (I rewatched Labyrinth last night, and even thinking about when he first introduces himself to Sarah - he really seemed to be enjoying that moment.) I also just like that he’s an antagonist, but a pretty layered one? I think Jim Henson did a good job of layering a lot with Jareth in such a short time frame. There are a lot of facets about Jareth that get hinted to in the film, and I always really like David Bowie’s take on him: “at best, a romantic, but at worst he’s a spoilt child, vain and temperamental.” (<- I think that just really gets a lot of why I like him - I love characters with range.) I also love his voice and speech patterns. ;__; It’s like velvet but I have to give David Bowie credit for that. XD

9 - What’s your favourite headcanon(s) for this character?

This is another laundry list. XD So I’m going to try to be brief and link any past posts I’ve made about these (also these are just my own personal headcanons): 1.) Jareth is trapped in his role as Goblin King, and relishes being in his owl form because it’s the only time he has the illusion of true freedom. 2.) That while he comes across as domineering and cruel, with questionable actions, he is at heart a very romantic person. (I think there is a part of Jareth that definitely feels isolated, and he has probably been alone for some time and never truly felt accepted.) 3.) I tend to lean toward Jareth being of a fae background, while also being an illegitimate/unwanted child. Normally, I see people either headcanon Jareth as a fae or unsaved human child (like in Labyrinth: Coronation), but I think he’s both. >.> (I have more headcanons on this possibility and other Jareth headcanons here.) 4.) Going off number 3, before he was put into the role of Goblin King, he was a totally rebel. Probably was a source of hot gossip among fae. XD (Even if he isn’t of a fae background, Jareth gives me that bad boy energy - so if he’s a human, goblin, whatever, I just feel like mischief was his middle name in his younger years.) 5.) He’s really afraid of old age and dying, and is very focused on appearance. 6.) Also another one I have that is just permanently living in the back of my mind is that he’s bisexual/pansexual - I don’t really think gender is even a question for him. He wants who he wants. XD

14 - What outfit would you really like to see this character wear? Or what’s your favourite outfit of theirs?

The last outfit Jareth wears when confronting Sarah is easily my favorite out of anything he ever wears (I definitely have others that come close adkljasdlkjas feel free to hit me up if you want to talk attire >.>). Granted, Jareth looks amazing in all of his outfits, but I think there’s something really special about that final outfit with the feather cloak (owl feathers??). Maybe because while it’s not necessarily white, it’s the closest we get to something “colorless”, rather than the dark, 80s rock/glam aesthetic he typically has going on. I really wish we had seen this outfit more. (This is more going into headcanon territory, but there’s just...I don’t know. A very different look to Jareth in that final confrontation overall? Even though there’s something still very glamorous about that attire, it felt the most vulnerable out of everything he wears in the film.) Honorable mention to the look he has when he gives Hoggle the peach to give Sarah. That look is another good one. X3

18 - What’s something you associate this character with? E.g. a certain colour, object or scenery?

Okay, finally I can give a short answer, but definitely barn owls! Music, crystals, and masquerades I associate with him as well, but barn owls just feel like the thing I associate him with most.

Character Asks.

#jareth #jareth the goblin king #labyrinth #labyrinth 1986 #headcanons #asks #character asks #ask meme #answers #crystal0wls #I’m sorry these were really long jfklsjflksjflsjdf #after rewatching Labyrinth last night he is occupying most of my thoughts XD #thank you for the asks!!

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suganovakawa · 5 years ago

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two anons asked for more introverted and shy! reader .

Omg the headcanon w suga was so good TT I wanted to ask if you could do the same one with kags;-; 💞 like the introverted shy one

Oh my goooddddd the Suga one was so cuteeeee! Can I request the same one w kuroo? ;-; if not it’s totally fine!

and you know what ? i love this headcanon so much so i’m gonna do more of this . i hope you don’t mind i put both in one , it’s easier to post !

𝐒𝐇𝐘 , 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄 !

karasuno and nekoma boys protect you because of your shyness !

— check out my masterlist !!

you being a shy introvert has never affected these boys’ feelings for you . if anything , they feel more obligated to keep you safe and protected ! these guys will do everything to make sure you’re supported and loved .

a / n : ehehehehe as a somewhat shy person myself i needed this

holy moly this came out so much longer than i originally planned , especially tobio’s — enjoy 😭

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tobio kageyama

both of you are extremely shy but somehow you make your relationship work perfectly

well , tobio isn't shy , per se - he's just extremely awkward

shoyo was literally the one who had to do most of the communication between you and him before you two became a thing

kags became brave enough to ask you out himself after countless weeks of psyching himself up for it

he was beyond thankful when you said yes , his confidence was boosted now that he conquered his fear of confessing to you

kageyama is very understanding of your shyness - he won't ever make you do anything you're uncomfortable with , and will always make sure you feel safe when you two are out together

as more of an introvert himself , he prefers to spend time with you in private , so it's a win-win situation for the two of you in that case

you love to cuddle with tobio when it's just you two - he's become accustomed to you just climbing on top of him whenever and just making yourself at home

hinata was the one who encouraged you to meet the rest of the volleyball team - kags hit him on the head when he mentioned it

" BOKE ! THEY'RE SHY ! BE CONSIDERATE OF THEIR FEELINGS ! "

" no , it's okay tobio !! i'd love to meet your team ! "

he said o-o ??

" really , y/n ? you'll come to practice to meet everyone ? "

" y-yeah ! i'm sure it's not too bad . and maybe i could watch you practice too , if that's allowed ? "

" OMG KAGEYAMA PLEASE LET Y/N WATCH US PRACTICE IT WOULD BE SO COOL TO HAVE THEM THERE WE SHOULD TOTALLY - "

" SHUT UP DUMBASS IT'S THEIR CHOICE IF THEY WANNA WATCH "

yes you wanted to watch , but working your way up to meet them was a terrifying experience

what if they didn't like you ?

you mentioned your fear to tobio after school , who shook his head with a smile

" they're going to love you , y/n . you'd be surprised with how accepting they are . hinata and i told you about our first day , right ? "

" yes , yes you did "

WOAH A BUZZ CUT GUY OPENED THE DOOR

you jumped behind kageyama as the bald guy started yelling at him about who knows what , you were too spooked to listen

shoyo was already at the gym , and noticed you hiding behind your boyfriend

" guys , guys ! that's kageyama's s.o. ! the one hiding behind him ! "

did hinata forget you're shy or something like wtf dude

you peeked out from behind kags , going pale as a whole sea of tall men stared right back at you

" everyone , this is y/n . y/n , this is my volleyball team . " taking you by the hand , tobio kept you close to him as he pulled you to his side

everyone collectively said hi , quietly to not overwhelm you

" damn kageyama , already cuffed as a first year , huh ? " this short dude with a blond tuft in front of his forehead patted him on the shoulder , and you watched as tobio struggled to reply , his cheeks going pink in embarrassment

you stayed away from the third years , as they had this powerful presence around them that intimidated you - especially that guy in the man bun , he's terrifying

you kept your distance from tsukishima , too - he's tall , sassy , and very scary

thankfully kiyoko was soft spoken enough to make you feel comfortable with being left with her - WTF WHO IS THAT INCOMING GROWN MAN HIDE

wait it's just the coach - NEVERMIND FALSE ALARM

you had never seen kageyama play volleyball until now - you heard about his middle school reputation , but he felt self conscious about it . so , you hardly ever brought it up in conversation

watching him in action was like falling for him all over again

the way he handled the ball so easily ; he could probably set in his sleep if he wanted to

and that quick attack - like damn , shoyo and tobio really are the dream team

after practice , WOOO BOY you were all over your him

practically gawking over everything you saw during practice - like DAMN , that setter is your boyfriend

you begged him to let you watch karasuno practice again , you'd end up warming up to the others eventually - you had him and hinata for support

he felt shy with how excited you were to watch him practice , but agreed to let you come to practice with him from now on

" tobio , you're so cool !! i wanna learn how to do the amazing things you do "

" cutie . i'd love to teach you sometime , y/n .

tetsurou kuroo

needless to say , tetsurou is anything but shy

how you managed to snag a catch like kuroo is beyond you

he likes - no , loves - your soft atmosphere , the peace that your presence brings him

he was literally a magnet to you in his quest of wooing you

the moment you even appeared in the same room for a second he’d end up right there with you

even if he was clingy in a sense , he respected your shyness and your boundaries , and would step away if he felt like you were uncomfortable with him

yes we stan gentleman kuroo anyway

eventually his charismatic tendencies and alluring charms got to you and you began to enjoy his company more and more

yes , you agreed to becoming his s.o. , only if he understood that you would be sometimes too shy to go out places with him

he didn’t care , he didn’t care if all you two did was stay at home — this boy was over the moon that you were now officially his

the first thing he did was brag to his team lmao

did i mention that nekoma was betting on him being able to get you ?

kenma and lev owed yamamoto yen for being kuroo’s only supporter BFHSJNFNF

yaku took it a step further and told tetsu to bring you here — to which he internally panicked

he wasn’t planning on introducing you to the others so early , you two were still trying to get in the groove of being in a relationship

but after being pestered by literally everyone else on the team , he finally gave in and agreed to ask you the next time he saw you

he sugar coated it to the max when he saw you the next day

“ y/n , my absolute darling , i know you said you’re a shy little cutie and all , but — ”

“ tetsu , please just tell me what you need from me . ”

LMAOOOO you can read the third year like a book ; he shut up immediately when you shot an eyebrow upwards

“ i wasn’t planning to introduce you this early but , the guys from my volleyball team want to meet you . today , after school , preferably . ”

y/n.exe has stopped working

“ baby , baby ! you don’t have to , i swear ! i’m not gonna push you to do anything you don’t want , they just want to meet you in person once , is all . you never have to go again if you decide to go only one time , i promise . ”

hhhhhhhhh why is tetsurou like this

“ fine , i’ll go today . i have nothing to do after school anyway . but after that , no more . i can only take so much , you know that . ”

he punched his fists in the air before snatching a kiss to your temple

“ thank you , baby ! you won’t regret meeting them , i promise . ”

it took a lot of psyching yourself up to actually go through with this

but kuroo looked so happy when you agreed , you didn’t wanna let him down :(

so you two met up after school — he was already with kenma

you already met kenma in the past , so seeing him didn’t bother you ; he was an introvert too so he understood how you felt

“ hi , y/n . i’m surprised you can keep up with kuroo the way you do . ”

“ it’s strenuous sometimes , but worth it . ”

aww look at you two bonding — even if it was at kuroo’s expense , he looked like he was about to explode in tears of joy

that moment of peace left the moment the gym doors bashed open — WHO THE FGIDKFK WAS STANDING AT THE DOOR

BIG SCARY DUDE WITH WHITE HAIR

“ KENMA KENMA KENMA KENMA CAN YOU PLEAAAAAAASE SET ME SOME BALLS ”

“ not now , lev . ”

oh my god he saw you

no turning back now

the so-called lev widened his eyes , his jaw dropped for a few seconds before running back into the gym

“ GUYS , GUYS ! HE DID IT ! HE BROUGHT Y/N ! ITS HAPPENING ! ”

kuroo appeared like a deer in headlights as you looked at him dumbfoundedly

“ tetsurou . what , and i mean what , is going on ? ”

you watched as someone much much smaller than him — you recognized yaku , he was your classmate — literally kick lev across the back , causing him to fall over

“ they’re a rowdy bunch , y/n . but they won’t lay a hand on you , i assure you . they’ve got much more bark than bite . if they even do have a bite . ”

kenma answered you before kuroo could ; he was blubbering away with incoherent excuses answers you couldn’t even understand

a dude with a mohawk came up to inspect you , and you screamed

tetsurou slapped him away , before wrapping his arms around you protectively

“ don’t go near y/n ! they’re very shy , so please be careful ! ”

this is so embarrassing you might just die

kenma and yaku made sure everyone else yamamoto and lev gave you personal space

once they were all settled down , you actually thought they were a nice bunch — it also helped to know that lev was a first year , it made him appear much less scary

kuroo insisted that you stay for practice , and after some pestering from him and the rest of the team , you agreed

watching them practice was not what you expected

where was tetsurou kuroo and what did they do to him

you didn’t even recognize your boyfriend as he took his rightful role as captain on the court , helping the others and giving pointers wherever needed

the others fell in place , too — watching everyone practice was totally different to how they acted before

you were actually mesmerized , watching them — you didn’t even realize practice was over until kuroo walked over to you and told you that it was over

“ i-it’s over already ? ”

“ yeah , baby . it’s done . did you enjoy it ? ”

“ yeah . . . yeah , i did . i enjoyed it a lot , actually ! ”

“ well , if you’re up for it , the manager spot is very much open . but you don’t have to take it , i know you said this would be the only time you’d come with me . ”

oh no no no you were not gonna miss a chance to be mesmerized like that again

“ y’know what , tetsu ? i want to be the manager . sign me up . ”

cue a screaming yamamoto and long legs lev jumping for joy as tetsurou grinned like crazy at your response

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Trouble (chapter 2)

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word count: 5.6K

story summary: You’re nothing but trouble and Harry can’t help the fact that he wants a taste.

warnings: LANGUAGE // Bisexual character // Date rape drugs (not used only mentioned no one’s getting drugged I promise!) // Smut and lots of it fam. // Oral female receiving // Rough sex? // Unprotected sex (don’t do this okay?) // slight degradation // Size kink? (honestly it’s a lot lemme know if I missed something.)

chapter summary: You and Harry hook up

a/n: wooo took me a long time to write but it’s long so enjoy. This is turning out to be another series so I’m super excited for that! Also, I don’t condone any of this behavior this is just a story for fun. Don’t do this shit. PLEASE. Okay. Thanks.

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Harry couldn't keep his eyes off you all night. He stared you down everywhere you went. Following your every move across the bar. From the minute you walked out of your bedroom dressed like THAT he couldn't peel his eyes off you.

Your tight black faux leather skirt hugged every inch of your thighs. Your ass seconds from popping out of the back of it. When you did a little spin for him to tell you if he liked your outfit or not he had to hold back the groan bubbling in the back of his throat.

The thigh high boots you had on with that little crop top that made your breast so out there and full with that choker necklace around your neck was driving him mad. He had to readjust the problem in his pants many times before even walking out the door to go meet the rest of your friends.

He knew he was done for the second you teased your hair one last time in the mirror by the door. His mind immediately started flashing images of his hand laced through your hair pulling it so tightly your head snapped back as he rammed his cock so deep inside you those beautiful moans fell from your perfectly pouty lips. He'd fuck you so hard into the bed teasing you the whole time about how you couldn't take his big cock.

Your sloppy wet hole squeezing him for dear life as he pounded into you over and over again until you came all over him but he wouldn't stop there. No, he'd use you all up, make you never want to be with anyone else ever again. Have you cumming on his length until you couldn't even remember your own name.

"You coming?" You said, holding open the apartment door open, looking at him with those curious doe eyes that he'd love to see looking up from the floor as he shoved his dick so far down your throat you'd choke.

"Uh, yeh." He tried his best to wipe all his thoughts out of his mind but he couldn't help it. Ever since he saw you spread out on the living room floor, hearing your sweet moans, he wanted to fuck the soul out of you.

You smiled biting your lip as you turned to walk down the hallway. Knowing full well what he was thinking. Your hips swaying just a bit more than usual as you walked in front of him.

"Jesus, just fuck her already." Finn groaned from beside Harry snapping his eyes off you lingering at the bar to his friend.

"Whatever." He said rolling his eyes and taking a swig of his beer. If he wanted to stare at you he had to get better at hiding it. Your friends lived to give him shit.

"He's right. You stare at her any longer you're going to get a restraining order." Link laughed from the other side of Harry the second the brunette shot him a look. He was already tired of this conversation and it had just started.

"Yeah Link, like you don't look the same way whenever Addie walks into a room." The last boy, Lex, in the group smiled widely as Link flushed slightly and Finn gagged.

"Shut the fuck up that's my sister!" Finn groaned looking around the room as he tried to not get pissed about his friend fucking his sister… again.

"They've been together fo' 4 months mate. It's time t'get over it." Harry said, smiling at his now very pissed off and uncomfortable friend. Thankful the conversation had moved off you and towards anything else.

He was so tired of everyone giving him shit for how much he liked you. He just couldn't help it. From the first time he saw you he was intrigued. Your not giving a fuck attitude. Your style. Everything about you was so enticing.

He knew you were nothing but a heartbreak waiting to happen but he couldn't help the fact he thought about what it'd be like to be with.

But now with those lingering thoughts of you on the floor moaning and thrashing around, he wanted you more than ever.

"At least he's not fucking your sister." Finn argued to Lex. Their feud building. Really it was like they liked fighting about this, since it was almost every time they went out someone brought up Link and Adeline.

"No the British fucker is doing mine." Lex said, rolling his eyes before he looked at Harry.

"It was one time and I was drunk and 've said sorry 12 times! Besides, she's with Rose and I didn't know." A shudder ran through his body as he thought back to his night with Elena. He wasn't one to help someone cheat and if he would have known about Rose he definitely wouldn't have slept with her.

"I'm so glad I don't have a sister." Link said, smiling widely as Finn glared at him.

"Your brother's hot. He can be fair game." Harry smirked at Link who stood there with his mouth gaping.

"Oh fuck, he got you there." Lex cackled, Finn joining along with Harry as Link grumbled out something about killing all of them.

It didn't take long for Harry's eyes to move back across the room to you. He should have guessed you'd be at the bar chatting up some guy who had bought you the same cheap beer he was drinking. His arm touching your leg.

You only looked away from your drink for a second. Your head turning around to look for all your friends. It was only a second but it was long enough for the creep trying to get you home with him to slip something into your drink.

"Holy shit." Harry coughed, spitting out the alcohol in his mouth back into his bottle, ready to go kick someone's ass when Link's hand reached out to stop him.

"You're going to miss the best part." His friend said making Harry turn to him, eyebrows furrowed.

"Wot?"

"Ohhh, did someone drug her drink, again?" Finn asked way too excited as they all turned to look at you staring at your drink. Your eyes rising so slowly to the guy in front of you before turning to the group of boys.

Harry watched completely confused when Finn gave a subtle nod. Your head snapping back to the creep in front of you. The sweetest smile Harry had ever seen coming across your face.

"God, I love this." Lex said making Harry look at him momentarily before focusing back on you.

He was going to walk over to you but Link's hand stayed firmly over his chest as he shook his head no. Pointing to you now gesturing to the guy somewhere behind him.

Harry's heart racing as the jacked up jock turned around in his seat to look behind him. You looked over to the group of boys sending them a wink before switching the bottles of beer around before the guy turned back to you.

"Fuck, everytime. These idiots, I swear." Finn gave a short chuckle as the huge guy sitting across from you at the bar started drinking his drink so pleased with himself as you picked up your own and took a large gulp.

"Not like they don't deserve it." Link shrugged, removing his hand from Harry's chest.

His eyes never left you. At the bar chatting up this asshole like he didn't about date rape you. Your arm resting on the jerks leg as he started to sway in his seat. Your hand reaching out for the dudes phone, sending a text from it before putting it back in his pocket.

Your hands running around in his other pants pockets until you pulled out a small baggie and the guys wallet. Placing a kiss on the sleeping man's face, an outline of your lipstick left behind on his cheek as you turned so triumphantly towards your group of friends.

"Looks like drinks are on…" You paused opening the wallet one more time. "Aaron Anders. What a fucking name."

"Here you go, knock yourself out and make sure you flush those for me. Can't let anymore rapey pervs get ahold of that shit in here." You said throwing the wallet and baggie to Finn who caught it instantly.

"Who'd y'text from his phone?" Harry asked, his head peeking around you to see the guy being lifted out of the bar by his friends.

"The creeps friends. Couldn't let him die or some shit. That'd be hard to explain." You shrugged, not bothering to look around at the guy being pulled out of the bar.

Really. It was his own fault.

"Where's Ellie and Rose?" Lex said, turning his head around the room to try and look for them which was really pointless.

"Probably fucking in the bathroom." You said, not even attempting to look around. If you knew Rose, she was already trying to win her girl back.

"I'm serious about those pills, Finn, flush them." You said, turning your attention to the guy on your right. His hand running through the billowing waves of dark black hair at the top of his head as he debated what you said.

You should have known the idiot would be thinking about taking them. He had a real problem when it came to drugs.

"We could just take them and see where the night goes." He said, his dark chocolate brown puppy dog eyes looking up to meet yours. Making you laugh at how serious he was being.

He was always a fun time but the kid had some real issues.

"Dude, no."

"Yeah, you got some serious problems."

"I think we should get y'sum therapy mate."

"Fuck, sugguest one thing and all the sudden its oh Finn you have a drug addiction. Fuck you guys." Finn huffed, turning to leave the group and heading for the bathrooms. Your smile wide across your face as you watched to make sure he didn't detour to go date rape drug himself.

It was only a few seconds of you staring at the now closed men's bathroom door before you felt eyes burning through you. Your attention snapping up to Harry who didn't even bother to look away from you.

"Wanna dance?" You asked him, licking your lips. His eyes focusing on them so intensely your breathing caught in your throat. The way he looked at you sometimes, like he was ready to pounce on you, take you right then and there. It was exhilarating.

Your hand wrapped around his wrist, pulling him through the crowd before he even had a chance to respond to your question. As much as you love playing this teasing game with him he wasn’t going to be staring at you all night long, looking like he was about 2 seconds from ripping your clothes to shreds, without at least dancing with you.

"GET IT HARRY!" You heard Link yell from behind you, making you roll your eyes and try harder to push through all the people on the dance floor.

"If you don't shut the fuck up I'm going to tell Addie about this shit. We can't take you anywhere." You heard the last bit of what Lex yelled at Link and a sharp “ow”, you assumed Lex had hit him and honestly, you were thankfully.

Your misfit group of friends, while very entertaining at times, were assholes. They stuck their noses in everyone’s business and had no problem forcing themselves into things that didn’t concern them. They were rude, overbearing, and you loved them for it. Even if it was a little much at times.

Your hands instantly wrapped behind the back of his neck when you made it to a clear enough spot on the dance floor. His firm grip on your waist sent sparks through you. Your big doe eyes flashing up to his smugly smiling face, knowing damn well you felt whatever was between you two.

His body was like a magnet slowly drawing you closer and closer to him. You swayed to the beat of the music, moving in complete sync with him, his body pressed so tightly to yours as you moved back and forth.

The air around you two became thick with the body heat of the others around you. Your hair stuck to the back of your neck but you couldn’t have cared less. The way he was holding you to him like you were the last thing on this earth that he wanted to touch had you wanting to beg him to fuck you right now.

You had no idea dancing could be such a turn on.

He pulled you in even closer to him, his large hands hungrily running over every inch of you that he could possibly touch.

You stopped dancing, biting your lip as you looked at him. His own movements stopping with you. His eyes focusing from your chest that was pressed against him to your lips.

"Can I kiss you?" You asked, eyes pleading up to him. You'd never wanted to kiss someone so much in your whole life.

His lips curling up slightly at the edges as he hummed, thinking about what you'd ask. His hand moving your hair off your forehead, wrapping around the back of your neck as he pulled your lips to his.

Fireworks wasn't even close to how it felt, more like an explosion.

Sparks.

Fire.

Shooting flames of adrenaline pulsating from his mouth to your own. Consuming your entire being into him.

His tongue forcing its way into your mouth with no hesitation. So damn determined to get what he wanted from you. So demanding, so forceful, so dominating.

The submissive inside of you whimpering. Clawing its way to the surface of your mind.

"I love being right." You heard the sweet voice from beside you. Pulling back from Harry not even needing to look beside you to know she'd be wearing a smug smile on her face.

"I like y'bein' right too." He said to Rose. Your eyebrows furrowed as you looked at him before turning to her. Silently questioning what she was talking about.

"I said you'd totally fuck him. He didn't think so." She shrugged, her head laying on Elena's shoulder.

For being so cozy with Rose the girl looked like she wanted to murder you. Her eyes narrowing at the hands around your waist. Harry not letting your body go very far from his.

"Must be nice to be right all the time, baby." You said with a smile. "We're going home."

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Any shred of decency you had left in you was gone as soon as the car door to your uber closed shut. You were on him from the minute you two were semi alone. Legs straddling over his waist in the backseat. Your skirt riding up so high your ass was exposed. The cool air coming from the vents licked your hot skin.

"Gonna give him a show like y'did me?" Harry asked when his lips momentarily disconnected from yours. That swoon worthy smug on his face as you shrugged.

"Don't think he'd mind." You said, leaning back down to connect your lips to his. His hands grabbing your thighs, running up to your cheeks of your behind, pulling you forward onto his clothed length.

Rose definitely wasn't lying. The dude was fucking stacked. Your core clenching involuntary at the sheer thought of him sliding into you. Already feeling bad for the abuse you were about to put your body through.

"Not that the free porn isn't great but we've been outside your place for 10 minutes." The guy from the front finally interrupted you two.

Harry pulled away with a smile on his face as he slapped your ass signaling you to get off of him.

You squeaked, slapping his shoulder, grumbling about him being a dick as you got out of the car. Harry tapping the poor drivers shoulder when he finally got out, shaking his head, smiling at you, his arm wrapping around your shoulders as he pulled you up the stairs to your apartment.

The second the door to your apartment flew open he was on you. Hands gripping the back of your neck as he held your lips to his. Your feet stumbling over his as you both tried to take off your shoes without disconnecting your lips. His arms wrapping around your waist to steady you on your feet.

"Eager?" You asked, smug smile on your face as you peered up at him.

"No idea sweetheart. Had t'deal with a hard-on all week after y'little show." He said pulling you in closer to him. His hands traveling down the valley of your back to your bottom, squeezing each cheek hard in this hand.

"My room. Now." He ordered. Your lips rolling into your mouth at his demanding tone of voice. Already loving the idea of him being so rough with you.

You turned on your heel heading for his bedroom. Taking off your top as you walked down the hallway with him shortly behind you. Throwing the useless piece of cloth over your shoulder, you heard him groan.

You felt his arms back around you, his chest bare chest pressed against your back as he guided you quickly into his room. Slamming the door behind him and promptly pressing you up against the flimsy wood.

"Thought I said my room, not get undressed?" He asked a small smile playing on the corner of his lips as he watched your chest rise up and down from your heavy breathing.

"Thought you knew I liked to break rules." You said arms snaking behind yourself to undo your bra clasp. The black material falling to the floor in between you two.

His eyes immediately focusing on your chest. You could have sworn they visibly darkened. A shiver running through your body as he looked at you. His eyes eagerly eating up every inch of your chest. Studying every crevice of you as his hands grasped each breast firmly. His slightly callused fingers running across your soft skin was such a contrasting feeling to anyone else you'd been with. Taking the air from your lungs as he continued to touch you like it was the only thing he'd ever wanted to do.

"Fuck." He groaned when he heard your soft sighs, leaning down and capturing your lips again.

Your arms laced behind his neck as he guided you to his bed. Pushing you down on the soft blankets. Following you down to the bed. He laid over top of you, leg between yours, hands on either side of your head as he kissed the soul out of you.

Every movement of his tongue against yours had your hips shifting for any sort of friction you could find. Thinking of the things that tongue could do to other parts of you as you pulled him in closer to you. Your chest pressed tight against his as your nails ran down his back and eventually to the button of his pants.

"Eager?" He asked, pulling away from you with a smile, throwing your own words back at you.

"Yeah I am. So get these off." You said, pulling his pants down the little bit you could from your position under him. Not caring how desperate your voice sounded. You were impatient and not above showing it.

In the short time of you kissing him in the club to now he had gotten you so worked up. Every touch he laid on you sent sparks shooting through your entire body. Kissing him was better than any kiss you'd ever had.

It was already addictive. He was addictive.

"Awe, lovey, 'M sorry want me t'touch y'yeh?" His one hand lifting from beside your head, pushing up your skirt.

Your breath catching as his fingers gently ran across your soaking wet underwear. Your hips lifting of their own accord, chasing his hand as he pulled it away from you.

"Jesus, fuckin' soaked fo' me."

The tease knew what he was doing to you. Smiling down so brightly with those perfectly white straight teeth gleaming at you, taunting you. You groaned in frustration, rolling your eyes at him as you laid further back into the mattress.

"Harry." You whined, shifting your hips again. Hands desperately pulling at the front of his undone pants, finally freeing him.

His length hitting you on the leg before bouncing to his stomach. Your eyes widened as you looked down at the very large situation you had at hand.

"That's not gonna fit." You said staring down at the monstrosity before you as he laughed deeply from his chest, shaking his head at you.

"I'm serious! That's like a fucking forearm!" You knew Rose saidwhe was supposed ro be huge but the guy was as big as a porn star. There was no way that thing was supposed to fit inside you. No way.

"Guess I'll have t'get y'ready then." He said, standing from the bed, slipping off his pants one leg at a time. His eyes never leaving you for one minute.

You cautiously eyed him as he continued to smile down at you. You could feel his ego inflating by the second which was infuriating but you honestly had no idea how the hell he planned on getting that fucking thing inside you without it hurting.

"You'll stop if it hurts right?" You asked, making him pause as he got back onto the bed.

"Course. Y'still want t'do this?" He asked, slowly backing away but you quickly reached for him, arms around his neck.

"Yeah just wanted to make sure." You quickly kissed him again. Hoping he wouldn't start having second thoughts about this. You were already here, half dressed, and turned on. It'd be a shame to waste a good night out and not get laid.

"Tell me if y'get uncomfortable, yeh?" He asked, pulling away from you, his eyes that soft cute green again, making you bite your lip as you nodded your agreement.

You laid back down on the bed as he moved further into you. Resting on your elbows as those soft satin lips you were slowly becoming obsessed with connected to yours again. Calming to waves of anxiety in your mind.

His hands smoothly unzipping the side zipper of your skirt with ease. Slowly pulling the taunt fabric down your legs. The tips of his fingers gently brushing across your silky legs as the fabric was pulled off and tossed carelessly to the floor.

His lips parting from your needy mouth. Trailing his lips across the sensitive skin of your collarbone, down to the swells of your breast. His tongue running circles across your pebbled nipples, slowly, but with determination to give care to each one individually. His lips curling at the sounds of your gasps and sighs when he pulled back slightly to blow cool air gently across the warm trail his tongue left across your chest.

Watching so intently when your nipples poked to hard points. A satisfied hum coming from him as he observed your body's reaction to him. Your chest moving up and down so quickly, hands clutching his blanket for dear life.

Trailing lingering wet kisses down your stomach. Your legs involuntarily clenching when he nipped lightly at the sensitive skin close to your hip bone. A hiss coming from you as he repeated the action on the other side.

His tattooed hand running across the thin lace fabric of your underwear and you could feel his grin against your heated skin. His fingers gently tugging down the remainder of your fabric.

Leaving you completely naked in front of him. Your heart rate picking up the second he moved so swiftly in between your legs. Resting on your elbows to see him sat with one of your legs on either side of his head. His hands running down the insides of your thighs, making you clench around nothing.

"What did Rose say again?" He asked, finger gently pulling back your lips slightly. His thumb rubbing light circles around your bundle of nerves before looking up at you, waiting for you to answer his question.

"What?" You asked, confused as to why these two insisted on talking about the other as you laid beneath them. He had you dripping a puddle between your legs and he really expected you to talk about Rose?

"I think she said sumthin' 'bout makin' y'sing right, love?" He asked, not bothering to give you any time to answer.

His mouth connecting with your core in an instant. His tongue flat and thick as he leisurely swiped from your entrance all the way to your clit. Your head landing back on the bed as you let out a shocked moan.

"Fuck, y'taste so sweet." He said his British accent somehow getting thicker as he became entranced in you. His arms wrapping around your thighs pulling you down on his face as he took his time tasting you.

Your eyes struggled to stay open as you peered down at him completely devouring you. The things he could do while kissing you was impressive. But this? This was on a different level.

He took complete joy in hearing your untamed moans. Showing no care in world as he dragged his face around in your arousal. Happily lapping up every single drop from you as he switched so skillfully between your pulsating bundle of nerves and your entrance.

He was a man who hadn't ate in years.

And you were his meal.

His hands around your thighs digging into your skin only added to your insane amount of pleasure. His fingers embedded into your skin leaving bruises on your soft silky skin for everyone to see.

You felt like an instrument being so beautifully played. Chords echoing from deep in your chest as his fingers slipped inside of you, pumping to a distant imaginary metronome.

Your body burned brighter than the sun, a warming sensation pulling at the pit of your stomach. Completely different than anything you'd ever experienced before.

"Harry." You breathed out, hands lacing through his hair to pull his mouth off you.

"It feels different." You whined as a third finger entered you. His pace not faltering the slightest bit as he smiled up to you.

That adorable angelic simple popping out was such a contrast to the devilish things he was doing to you.

"I know." Was the only thing he said before his mouth was back on you, giving light suction to your clit as his fingers expertly slid into you on final time.

The dam had broke. Flooding, gushing, out of you as your vision blackened around the edges. You'd never had an out of body experience before but you were sure this was what they felt like.

Your whole body tensing before a wave of mind numbing euphoria rained over you. The moan you let out was like thunder, roaring in a tidal wave of absolute pleasure.

You had no idea sex could feel like this.

Your body no longer felt like your own as you laid on the now wet bed. Slight twitches of your leg was the only thing keeping your eyes even slightly open until the smug smiling Harry came into your line of sight. He licked his lips so arrogantly as he brushed the hair from your face.

"How was that fo' gettin' y'ready, love?" His playful green eyes would have infuriated you with his taunting tone of voice but you were too gone in that fuzzy state of mind to notice.

"Amazing." You said honestly, you had never had anything even remotely close to that before. Your body was still experiencing random shocks and twitches as he guided you to a less wet spot of his bed.

He parted your legs, hands running down the inside of your thighs as his length slapped gently against your bundle of nerves. Jolts running through you everytime he sprung back to your clit.

He slowly guided himself through your soaked folds. Watching your lips encased around him. He let out a low hiss when his tip slipped inside you, already stretching your walls.

You whimpered at the feeling of his thick tip sliding in and out of you. Slowly working his way up to you being able to take all of him. He moved so carefully. Inching his way fully full inside of you.

"God, y'fuckin' tight." He groaned as your walls clamped around him. Pulling him even further into you.

You whimpered out a pathetic moan when he pulled out of you slowly all the way to his tip and fully back into your tight channel. His eyes glued to where you were connected, watching himself finally fuck you.

"What's wrong, pup?" He asked when he saw your hips shift forward slightly, the cocky smile on his face as he leaned down over you. Resting on one forearm his other hand wrapping around the back of your neck.

"Harder." You whined, bucking your hips underneath him, trying to get him to move the way you wanted him to. Desperate for him to make you feel like he did before.

"Thought y'couldn't handle me?" He said his hips ever so slightly pushing harder into you. Making you wither and moan beneath him.

"Please, Harry." You cried, arms wrapping around the back of his neck as you. Your legs connecting around his back trying anything to get him to finally fuck you.

He connected his lips to yours swallowing your cries and moans as his hips rolled against yours. Crashing against you with so much force against that sweet spot inside of you could barely think straight.

Your body became nothing but a moldable toy for him. He ripped you up from the bed, turning you around within a blink of an eye. Slamming himself back into you from behind.

"Oh, fuck." You cried, head hanging down between your bent arms.

"Wanna hear what 'M doin' t'ya" He said breathlessly from behind you. His hand around your neck as he brought you to his sweat covered chest.

Your hands holding on to his one arm for dear life as he took whatever he wanted. His lips pressed against your ear. His breathless, groans and whispers of how fucking good you felt wrapped around him so tightly were the only thing you could hear.

Your body couldn't take anymore. The high just on the horizon as his thrusts started to get harder and sloppier.

"Gonna cum all over my cock, sweet girl?" He asked, a satisfied hummed leaving him when your walls tightened around him at his words.

"Such a dirty girl, puppy." He whispered into your ear. Chuckling softly at the moan that left you, shaking his head.

He let your body fall to the bed. Your arms barely catching yourself before your face smacked into one of his pillows. You were so close to going again. Your orgasm so close you could taste it as his hands held tightly onto your waist.

"Should 'ave known y'wanted me to use y'like a cocksleve." He said so close to your ear as his front draped over your backside. An earth shattering moan left you at his words. Throwing your hips backwards faster into him as your body worked of its own accord.

His free hand rubbing the perfect amount of pressure on your clit was all you needed to finally let go.

Fucking him was the closest you'd ever get to heaven.

Your eyes closed, rolling into the back of your head as the euphoric feeling swept you away. Your body shaking as you let it all out. Let yourself go completely. Your fuzzy state of mind only increasing with this long lasting effect he had on your body.

You'd never cum as hard as you did when you were with him.

The finale snap if his hips and warm release across your ass was what snapped you out of it. Laying down flatly on his bed as he laid down beside you. Arm over his face as he tried to take in much needed air.

"We should 'ave done that ages ago." He said, making you laugh as you got up from your spot in his bed.

"We could always do it again. I wouldn't mind." You said as you picked up your random articles of clothing from around his room.

"Where y'goin'?" He asked, removing the arm from his face. The confused look he was giving you was nothing short of adorable.

"I'm going to my room." You said simply shrugging as you grabbed the last thing you thought you had in his space.

"Why?" He asked, sitting up on his elbow as he watched you scanning for any leftover articles of clothing you may have laying around.

"Cause I don't do stay overs." You pulled your underwear out from beneath his pants quickly adding them to the pile of clothes you had to take back with you to your room.

"Wot?"

"Have you ever seen someone leaving here in the morning that I've been with?" You asked him, finally, done looking for everything you could finally talk to him face to face.

"No?"

"Yeah, because I don't let people stay over and I don't do the whole cuddling thing or staying at theirs. Just easier that way." You said sternly. Making it well known from the start that this wasn't going to be anything serious.

You didn't do serious.

"See ya tomorrow, Harry." You said with a smile as you walked out his room shutting his down behind you.

He groaned lay back against the bed hands running down his face as he looked at the ceiling in his room. His mind running with all the things he liked about you. All the ways you were perfect.

And God, the sex, it was just the best with you. Everything about you was just so fucking addictive.

And now that he's had a taste, he wants more.

#Harry Styles #Harry #Harry Styles x Reader #Harry Styles x You #Harry styles x y/n #Harry styles fanfic #harry styles fanfiction #fanfic #fanfiction #writing #mine #Trouble

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coolmusicstuff · 4 years ago

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i would leave me if i could

I do not know what shocks me more: her bald hairstyle or her ability to create awesome music. Either way, this Grammy-nominated pop singer has been a recent obsession of mine as she shed light into my life with her God-blessed album. Ashley Frangipane, or more commonly known as Halsey has been an artists I have been looking into recently, and the more I learn, the more I expect.

Halsey is originally from Edison, New Jersey (WOOO) but she traveled a long way from her hometown in order to start her music career. Born to middle-class blue collar parents, Halsey felt stuck most of her adolescent life in an endless expectation to follow a normal route to survival like her parents. Throughout her childhood, Frangipane's family moved frequently, as her parents worked many jobs.

By the time she reached her teen years, she had enrolled in six schools. In high school, she endured bullying by other students, and at 17 she attempted suicide, which led to a 17-day hospitalization. Following this, she was diagnosed with bipolar disorder. Before she knew it, she started using recreational drugs, moved in with her “degenerate stoner” friends on Halsey Street in New York, and began to write music. The rest was history. Just kidding.

Life was tough for Halsey as she even considered prostitution at one time when stated “I remember one time I had $9 in my bank account, and bought a four-pack of Red Bull and used it to stay up overnight over the course of two or three days, because it was less dangerous to not sleep than it was to sleep somewhere random and maybe get raped or kidnapped." She described music as a “confessional therapy” in which she used her music to get her through the difficult times during her life.

The release of her first studio album, Badlands, was a metaphor of her mental state when she was only 19 years old. Every song meant something different for her and the cultivation of that album sculpted Halsey’s image for the first time in modern media.

Halsey’s big breakthrough into mainstream pop music was definitely her collaboration with the Chainsmokers on Closer. Although I’m not the biggest fan of this song in particular, I think this song finally gave Halsey the power to do whatever hell she wanted with her music because people finally took her for what she is: brilliant. Here are 3 of my favorite highlights of her career so far:

1. Of course we can’t leave out her mega-hit, “Without Me”, which took an interesting take on some of Halsey’s more public relationships, but I honestly love her boss vibes in the song in which she candidly talks about the complexity of mixing fame, love, and power within relationships. She basically says “I’m the reason you are big now, but it’s my own fault for loving you”. Check out her MV below:

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2. Her collaborations

When released with BTS on the iconic single, Boy With Luv, which was a huge dream success for both BTS fans and Halsey fans (even better for a fan of both like me). She is well known to be an awesome friend of the band and is known to be one of the few American artists to take BTS for they are: musicians. Another personal favorite of mine is the song, Eastside ft Khalid and Halsey, produced by Benny Blanco. The song is just what Halsey fans needed when it comes to her collaborations: perfection.

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3. Manic

I’ve been waiting to rant about this album. But I’ll keep it short. This album is inspired by the struggles Halsey faced with being diagnosed with bipolar disorder. She makes TONS of social commentary in her songs but my favorite has to be the stuff she says about heteronormative hostility. All 16 tracks are super different from one another but they all connect to created Halsey’s identity from the moment she realized she was different. She described herself as an “unconventional child” and I think that describes this album the best in all its parts. Unconventional. It’s unconventional for people to think that someone like Halsey struggles with the things she does.

The album explores more contemporary, and rock-ish vibes with some killer collaborations as well. Some of my personal favorites are killing boys, Graveyard, and I’m Not Mad. Pitchfork explains “For Halsey, autobiography offers opportunity; her ability to translate the arc of her life—schoolyard misfit turned aspiring bohème turned Tumblr micro-celebrity turned misunderstood pop star—is among the qualities upon which she has established her career. She does well in framing some of those personal experiences as concepts..’ Check out the full review here! Also, check my favorite live performance of Graveyard:

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Overall, Halsey holds a special place in my heart because she reminds me that things are bigger than ourselves. I see her more of an artist than a musician at times due to the amount of work she puts into crafting not only her sound, but the visual design as well. Halsey has a way of making her live performances speak more than the songs themselves at times. I think that is the beauty of her music: it has dimensions. I can only expect more from her moving forward because she keeps adding more every single time. Being bipolar, dirt poor, and alone actually fueled one the greatest female artists of my times. I’m so lucky to be alive during the era of Halsey. God bless.

***ALSO CHECK OUT HER NEW BOOK RELEASED THIS WEEK CALLED: I Would Leave Me If I Could

#halsey #i would leave me if i could #pop music #without me #new jersey #artist #manic album

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rayllumkissing · 4 years ago

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Ducktober Day 1: Fall

So hey! I'm actually gonna do the Ducktober prompts from @ducktober2020 and let's see if I can stick with it for the whole month

Ao3

It was a peaceful morning in McDuck Manor, and Webbigail Vanderquack woke up to the sound of leaves rustling in the wind. She hopped out of bed and looked through the nearest window and sure enough, the leaves on the trees were slowly turning into darker shades, soon becoming yellow, orange and red over time.

She silently gasped to herself as her eyes grew wide. This could only mean one thing!

She hopped into the nearest vent and crawled through the tunnels and jumped through the vent which led to the dining room.

Scrooge, Mrs Beakley, Della, Donald and the triplets were almost ready to start breakfast, they were just waiting for Webby.

"Hey guys! Do you know what day it is?!" Webby exclaimed in her usual peppiness.

Louie nearly fell out of his seat because in terms of the mood that he generally has in the morning, he was the exact opposite of Webby.

"Well good morning to you too Webby" Louie managed to get out after his initial shock.

"Oops! Sorry Louie! Anyway, guys, fall is finally, finally here! The season of autumn leaves, pumpkins, and the highlight of the month, HALLOWEEN! WOOO- oops! Sorry again Louie!"

Louie gave a simple thumbs-up in response.

"So Webby, what do you want to dew after breakfast? Since it's the first day of fall" Dewey quipped, earning a collective groan from his brothers.

"Oh my! I haven't even thought about that!" Webby exclaimed with a mouthful of pancakes, earning a look from her granny.

"Well I'm not really sure! We could carve pumpkins, pick apples off the trees, ooh! Maybe we could do some halloween decora-"

Scrooge was sitting at the head of the table alternating between his pancakes and reading the newspaper, and as soon as he heard that dreaded word -halloween- he tilted his head out the side of the newspaper so Webby got a good look of his scowl from where she was.

"Okay, so no halloween stuff in the house" Webby backtracked. Scrooge gave a nod and returned to his pancakes.

'For now' Webby thought to herself, determined to make the duck enjoy the spooky holiday.

Huey cleared his throat and raised his hand.

"Huey, you have the floor" Webby said.

"Thank you Webby. Since the leaves have been falling at an increasing rate, I propose we could help out around the house and rake them up-"

"Boo! You know I can't do anything in the morning Huey. Also, I'm lovably lazy. Enough said." Louie groaned as he finished up his pancakes.

"Oh! Oh!" Dewey suddenly exclaimed. "What if we dew rake up all the leaves like Huey said-"

Another groan from the green-clad triplet.

"But! After we're done, we jump on them! You know, roll around, let loose and have fun! It would look really cool on my TikTok account! Ooo! Maybe I could start a whole fall aesthetic on the account, and the grand finale being on halloween night itself!"

"OH MY GOSH THAT'S A GREAT IDEA!" Webby squealed. "Granny can we please please do that?"

"Well, that is one less chore for me today. Thank you kids for helping out."

"You're welcome Granny!" "No problem Mrs Beakley." The kids chorused together as they stood up to put their plates in the sink and head outside.

"Well if I'm gonna be a part of this thing you gotta let me advertise Louie Inc. on your account Dewey" Louie said, more of a statement then an ask.

"Anything for my little bro!"

The kids got their rakes from the garage and with the four of them working together, it only took a little over an hour to get as many leaves as possible into one big pile.

And just for that one day, there was no monster or villan to fight, or any big adventures to go on or the need to rewrite history.

Today, it was just four kids laughing,goofing off with one another and being a family.

And as Webby looked fondly on the three boys trying to take a selfie with Dewey's camera, she was amazed at the fact that her family grew so big in such a short amount of time, compared to when it was just her and her Granny against the world. She didn't think that she could handle all the love she got from her new family.

Good thing her heart was big enough to do just that.

#ducktales #ducktales 2017 #ducktober2020

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kaialone · 5 years ago

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Spirit Tracks Translation Comparison: Reclaiming Zelda’s Body

This will be a comparison of the original Japanese version and the US English localized version.

Specifically, this will cover the cutscene before the very final battle, during which Princess Zelda returns to her body.

You can also watch this cutscene for yourself in English and Japanese. If you want, you can check out the EU English version, too.

For the comparison, the usual points apply:

Bolded is the original Japanese text, for the reference.

Bolded and italicized is my translation.

Italicized is the official NOA translation.

A (number) indicates that I have a specific comment to make on that part in the translation notes.

As you read this, please keep in mind that with translations like these, it’s important not to focus on the exact literal wordings, since there is no single “correct answer” when it comes to translations.

Rather than that, consider the actual information that is being conveyed, in which way, and why.

Characters in this part who had their names changed between versions:

Kimaroki = Cole, Mallador = Malladus, Dego = Byrne

Before the Final Battle:

Zelda:

…リンク！リンク！！

...Link! Link!!

...Link!

Link!

Zelda:

目を覚ましてくださいリンク！！

Please open your eyes, Link!!

Please open your eyes, Link!

Zelda:

…大丈夫ですか？リンク…

...Are you alright, Link...?

Are you all right?

Zelda:

リンク！！

Link!!

Oh, no...

Cole:

ああぁ…魔王様のイケニエが…魂の器がぁ…

A-ahh... The sacrifice for His Majesty... The vessel for his soul...

Stop! That vessel belongs to His Majesty!

Cole:

はっ！魔王様！！急いでゼルダの体にお戻りを!

Oh! Your Majesty!! Return to Zelda's body, quickly!

Quickly, Your Majesty!

You must hurry back to Zelda's body!

Zelda:

あぁ…やはりわたしの体はもう…

Ahh... So my body really is already... (1)

Why...why isn't this working?

Byrne:

あきらめるな！

Don't give up!

You cannot give up now!

Byrne:

お前の体には聖なる力が宿っているのだろう？！

You have sacred power dwelling in your body, don't you?!

Your body has the sacred power of the spirits!

Byrne:

意識を集中しろ！自分の体を取り戻すのだ！！

Focus on it! Reclaim your own body!!

Now concentrate on reclaiming it!

Byrne:

お前が体を取り戻したら…

Once you get it back...

After all...

Byrne:

私にたっぷりと言いたいことがある…そうだったな？

You wanted to have some words with me... didn't you?

Didn't you say you wanted to have words with me?

Zelda:

…わたしの体に宿る聖なる力よどうかこの思いに答えて…

...Oh, sacred power dwelling within my body... Please, answer my call... (2)

If there really is a sacred power in my body...

Please let it hear me!

Zelda:

…おばあ様わたしにご加護を！

...Grandmother, please grant me your blessing!

Tetra! Please give me your blessing!

Byrne:

今だ！行��！！

Now! Go!!

Go now! Right now!

Zelda:

あっ…も戻れた？

Ah... A-am I back?

Mmmhh... Am I...back?

Cole:

イェーッ！イエェーッ！！魔王様サイコーッ！！

Yeah! Wooo!! You are the BEST, Your Majesty!!

Brave, Your Majesty! Bravo!

Cole:

さあ魔王様時間がありません

Now, Your Majesty, there is no time to waste.

But time is short, Your Majesty.

Cole:

小僧を始末しゼルダを捕らえもう一度復活を…

Dispose of the boy, and then capture Zelda to resurrect once more...

Please do away with the boy and capture Zelda.

Cole:

こ…こ…こ…

Th- Th- Th-

...Your Majesty?

Cole:

こんなバカなぁーっ！！

This can't be happening!!

Please, no!

Malladus:

…ダメダ…

…ダメダコンナ体デハ…

…コンナ体デハ我ノ魂ハスグニ消エテシマウ…

…オノレ…オノレ…

…IT'S NO USE…

…IT'S NO USE, IN A BODY LIKE THIS…

…IN A BODY LIKE THIS, MY SOUL WILL SOON VANISH…

...DAMN YOU... DAMN YOU...

This vessel…is…rejecting my spirit.

I’m…slipping from it…

I can’t hold on for long…

Malladus:

残サレタ時間デコノ世界全テヲ滅ボシテクレルワ！！

IN THE TIME I HAVE LEFT, I WILL LAY WASTE TO THE ENTIRE WORLD!!

But the world will crumble in the time I have left!

Zelda:

リンク！

Link!

Come on, Link!

Zelda:

この戦いで全てに決着をつけましょう！！

Let us settle it all with this battle!!

Let's settle this, once and for all!

Translation Notes:

Since Zelda doesn’t completely finish her line in Japanese, I tried to keep my wording ambiguous, as it’s technically not certain what her full line would have been.

The section I adapted as “answer my call” is この思いに答えて/kono omoi ni kotaete in Japanese, which would more literally translate to something like “answer my feelings” or “answer my thoughts”. I adapted it the way I did so it would sound more natural in English.

Comparisons & Thoughts:

Since this is the very last cutscene before the definite final battle, there are quite a lot of things I want to talk about here, both small and big.

So let me just go over them in order.

Right at the start of the scene, Zelda ends up repeating Link’s name quite a lot in the Japanese version.

The English version dials that back a little, and I feel this was probably intentional, to make her dialogue in that section feel slightly less repetitive.

If that was the reason, I think this slight change makes sense, especially if you’re only looking at the text.

When Cole sees Zelda attempting to enter her body, and panics as a result, his lines are a bit different between version:

A-ahh… The sacrifice for His Majesty… The vessel for his soul…

Stop! That vessel belongs to His Majesty!

In the Japanese version, the ellipses make Cole sound more concerned compared to the English version, and he goes into slightly more detail.

It’s possible that the English version removed the mention of Zelda’s body being a “sacrifice” to be more child-friendly, but they have actually used this word before, so I’m not sure.

I actually think it’s more likely that these lines were rewritten in English to be shorter, so it would be easier to fit the text here.

When Zelda fails to enter her body, she has this to say:

Ahh… So my body really is already…

Why…why isn’t this working?

In the Japanese version, Zelda is likely alluding to what Anjean told her earlier in the game:

“I’m not sure what would happen to your body then… If things go badly… It might no longer be able to take in your soul…”

So, in Japanese, Zelda seemingly fears that this assumption of Anjean has come true, meaning her body is no longer able to take in her soul.

The underlying implication is that, for all they know, her body could possibly already be dead, but the game never explicitly states this.

In the English version, her line is changed, which is a bit strange, since Anjean did give Zelda the same basic warning earlier in this version, too.

There could be many reasons for this, like wanting to make the line more understandable out of context, or not wanting it to sound like it’s implying Zelda could be dead already.

But regardless of what the reason was, the callback to Anjean’s words is omitted as a result.

There is a slight difference with a huge impact in Byrne’s dialogue when he tries to encourage Zelda.

In the Japanese version, Byrne reminds Zelda that she has “sacred power“ dwelling in her body, as has been mentioned multiple times over the course of the game.

But in the English version, this was adapted as him saying that her body has “the sacred power of the spirits”.

This can only be either a huge error, or an ill-conceived alteration.

Zelda’s body does not have the power of the gods of this land, or spirits in this case. And implying that it does not only doesn’t work with the established story, it also goes against it thematically.

To elaborate, even if one only goes by what has been said in the English version, there isn’t much of a way for Zelda’s body to have obtained the power of the spirits, since they used up their power and left the land before the Hyrulean settlers arrived there.

Yes, the English version does obscure that detail a bit, but in the end it still appears to be factual in this version.

Adding to that, the power in Zelda’s body has essentially been stated to exceed the powers of the spirits of old anyway, since using her as a vessel would supposedly make Malladus so strong that even they would not be able to beat him once more.

More importantly though, one of the game’s major themes is the idea of humans learning to prevail without any divine protection.

To quote Zelda herself, after the battle with Byrne: “We have neither the power of spirits nor demons.”

Because of that, having Byrne just state that Zelda has the power of the spirits, apropos of nothing, just seems really poorly thought out, especially if it wasn’t just an oversight.

And you might recall that this isn’t the first time they did something along these lines, as they also had Anjean say “May the spirits be with you” in an earlier cutscene, even though she said nothing of the sort in Japanese.

At this point in the game, the theme of mortals carrying on without divine guidance is about to reach its conclusion, so it’s especially frustrating that the English version now suddenly starts to undermine it like that.

Continuing from the last point, I want to take this moment to talk about Byrne a bit more.

This is technically his final scene, after all.

We’ve reached the point where Byrne sacrifices himself to help Zelda and Link, which acts as a form of redemption for him, given his earlier actions.

Aside from the point I discussed above, Byrne’s dialogue in this scene was adapted quite faithfully into English, being virtually identical between versions.

And yet, because of changes that happened earlier in the story, I feel that Byrne’s switching sides makes more sense in the Japanese version.

In the Japanese version, Byrne is mainly driven by vanity, to put it simply.

He intends to become a god himself, which means he would effectively be replacing the old god, who has already left this land.

He described his motivation as such: “I am one meant to obtain the power of God, meant to become the same as God.“

It comes across as Byrne seeing higher purpose for himself in this quite literally godforsaken land.

Someone has to take the old god’s place, and that someone is him. It's vain to be sure, but you can see how it’s an idea that could have formed within him as an unexpected result of the ideals he would have cultivated as a Lokomo.

It may appear contradictory, but this is why he chose to oppose his god and ally himself with a demon king,

But during their battle, Link and Zelda have revealed the "true answer" to Byrne's dilemma. The truth is, there actually is no need for a new god. The humans of this land do not need gods anymore.

And in turn, this is why Byrne eventually decides to join forces with them. They have simply proved him wrong, and after having had time to process it, he has come to accept it.

That's the point of what Byrne tells Zelda here, when he protects her from Malladus. He’s essentially reminding her of what she has already taught him. She can't give up now, because the power she needs to win is already inside her.

Humans like her are capable of fighting for themselves now.

In contrast, the English version has Byrne being mainly driven by greed, to put it simply.

His desire for power is not portrayed as him being vain and misguided, but as him wanting said power simply because obtaining it is possible.

This is how he describes his motivation: “Why would I want to serve the spirits…When I can become as powerful as they are?”

And as a result, I personally don’t quite buy as easily that this version of Byrne would decide to help out here. At least, not without a hint of a more self-centered ulterior motive, or the like.

To clarify, I don’t consider the English version of Byrne an actual bad guy anymore at this point, nor do I think he would still mean Link and Zelda any harm, I just don’t fully believe that this Byrne would have given up on this idea of gaining all that power.

In any case, Byrne encouraging Zelda now also has less of a connection to his own character arc in English, both due to the prior alterations, and him stating Zelda has the “power of the spirits” here.

...Unless the English version was using the "power of the spirits” aspect in this scene to try and imply Byrne had regained his piety to the spirits?

But if that was the case, it would still be a different kind of character development compared to the Japanese version.

Now, another factor of Byrne’s redemption that exists in both versions is the fact that Byrne appears to be touched by the mercy and kindness shown to him by Zelda, even if he never directly expresses it.

There is this idea that, by witnessing Zelda’s actions, Byrne can’t help but agree that this is a mature and honorable way to act, deserving of his respect. Especially after how shamefully Cole and Malladus had treated him by comparison.

And since the English version retains this aspect of Byrne’s story, it’s not like his deciding to help Zelda and Link comes completely out of nowhere or anything.

Though I still think the English portrayal of Byrne feels a bit less like the sort of person to be moved by something like this, but we all know that friendship is some powerful stuff.

With Byrne meeting his end here, I can only say that while I think his character development was slightly more logical and cohesive in the original Japanese version, he also wasn’t really handled badly in English.

When it comes to the actual way he talks, they nail him pretty well, and most of the issues I have with how he was localized stem more from the general issue of how the English version has chosen to approach anything divine in this game.

And even with that, I think the core of his original character still manages to shine through in the end.

This next point will be another long one, because we have a significant moment here.

When Zelda focuses on reclaiming her body, the way she calls out to her ancestor was changed between versions:

…Grandmother, please grant me your blessing!

Tetra! Please give me your blessing!

In the Japanese version, Zelda refers to Tetra as おばあ様/obaa-sama during this moment, which I adapted as “Grandmother”.

Just to make sure you’re all aware of it though, remember that Tetra is specifically the great-great-grandmother of this Princess Zelda.

You might notice that おばあ様/obaa-sama is nearly identical to ばあ様/baa-sama, which is the term Anjean uses to refer to Tetra affectionately. The only difference is the added prefix お/o- which makes it sound more respectful or formal.

The similarity here is most likely intentional.

Up until now, Zelda had only ever referred to Tetra as “my ancestor”, and from the way she spoke of her, it seemed clear that Zelda’s connection to Tetra was more of a distant one.

Of course, Zelda knew that Tetra was an important person who founded the kingdom, giving her some big shoes to fill as her descendant. At the same time though, it seems she didn’t know much about Tetra as a person.

But Anjean actually knew Tetra, and so it’s through her that Zelda indirectly gains a more personal connection with Tetra.

When they first meet, Anjean talks about how Zelda reminds her of Tetra, particularly because of her personality, her temperament and tenacity. Learning more about Tetra as a person, rather than an unreachable predecessor, is an important factor of the relationship between Zelda and Anjean.

In part, Zelda’s character arc throughout this game is about her finally freeing herself from being controlled by the likes of Cole. Thus, it’s also about her embracing the wild, unrestrained aspects of herself that she had been forced to suppress.

So, Anjean acts as a positive influence on Zelda, being someone who is not only amused and even impressed by her attitude, but also teaches her that her venerable dignified ancestor was actually just like that, in her own way.

It’s not something to dismiss as her being childish, it’s something she can take pride in.

That aspect culminates in this moment right here, where Zelda calls out to Tetra, but rather than calling her “ancestor”, she calls her the more familiar “Grandmother”, in a manner seemingly alluding to the way Anjean would refer to Tetra.

Moving on to the English version, Zelda instead calls out to Tetra by using her actual name.

Since English version doesn’t have a specific term that Anjean uses to refer to Tetra, they couldn’t do the same thing as the Japanese version did here.

Though aside from that, I’m assuming having Zelda say “Tetra” here was also done to give this moment a more immediately obvious impact, and I wouldn’t say that it failed at that.

But, there are still some problems because of prior changes.

Remember, aside from the cutscene in which Anjean first appears, any mentions of Tetra in the original Japanese version were changed to the more general “ancestors” in English, almost completely removing Tetra’s already subtle presence from the story.

As a result, the English version didn’t have the same buildup to this moment. Tetra’s name feels impactful because she is an important character in the franchise, but we have less of an idea of what she personally means to the characters of the current story.

At most, one could recall how Zelda spoke about her “grandmother” once, much earlier in the English version, and assume that this was Tetra. I do get the feeling that this might be what the English version wanted to imply back then, but it still clashes with the rest of the established story.

So in a way, the emotional connection between Zelda and Tetra in English sort of depends on the audience getting story details mixed up, and that’s a bit unfortunate.

There is also the topic of mentioning Tetra’s name at all.

Tetra’s name is actually never directly stated at any point in the Japanese version, it can only be found hidden in that one easter egg, where you need to tap ばあ様/baa-sama when Anjean says it.

Like I said before, I think one possible way to adapt this into English would be to pick out one specific moment where the name Tetra is actually said. But I personally don’t think this moment here is the best choice for that.

I still feel that the best moment for someone to say “Tetra” out loud in an adaption of this game would be during the cutscene before the battle on top of the Demon Train.

It’s a quiet, almost private moment, which fits the feeling of the name originally being hidden away, just for Anjean and the audience to see.

In this moment right here, Zelda calling out “Grandmother” in Japanese makes sense thematically, we know from the story itself why this is something she would call her now, and what it likely means to her emotionally.

Zelda calling out “Tetra” in English is more of a moment for the audience, a moment for people who are already fans of this character. In this version, there isn’t much of an in-story reason for why Zelda would use this name now, at least not one that is actually conveyed.

And just as a thought, consider how the Japanese version’s take on this moment would have an emotional impact on both old and new fans, while the English version wouldn’t have the same sort of impact on someone who was playing Spirit Tracks as one of their first Zelda games.

To conclude this point of discussion, I don’t think it was bad of the English version to literally use the name “Tetra” here.

I think Zelda calling out Tetra’s name here makes for fine alteration, but it’s slightly weakened by this version of the story lacking the buildup to back it up.

The game as a whole shouldn’t have removed so much of Tetra’s presence, so this moment could have had its full potential.

Still, I’ve seen many people who loved this moment regardless, though I think that’s more of a testament to how beloved of a character Tetra is.

Now it’s Cole’s turn.

They toned down his zany side as usual, but there aren’t many notable changes here aside from his last words:

Th- Th- Th-

This can’t be happening!!

…Your Majesty?

Please, no!

The English version opted to completely rewrite this part.

I’m guessing this was at least in part due to their general approach of making Cole more dignified, for the lack of a better term, but I also feel they might have wanted his last words to be more pitiful.

It is not a very fun way to go, after all.

I don’t think this is a bad change, it makes sense to give a slightly somber note to the moment in which your story’s most prominent antagonist meets his ironic fate.

And it fits with their take on Cole, too.

There is merit to the Japanese version’s take, but it wouldn’t really work in adaptation.

The way Cole just kind of screams “This can’t be happening!!” in Japanese fits with the personality he has in this version, and it happens to be similar to the words Byrne said when he was defeated by Zelda and Link.

That could be a coincidence, but since these characters act as counterparts to each other and were developed as a duo from the start, it could be an intentional parallel.

Also, a little fun fact.

You might have noticed that in Japanese, Cole has a habit of laughing and giggling like “ka ka ka”, “keekeekee”, or “ke ke ke”, and his voice clips reflect these, too.

Well, in this cutscene, as he’s stammering in fear, it actually reads as こ…こ…こ…/ko... ko... ko... in Japanese.

And if you listen closely, you can tell his voice clip at that point in the cutscene is literally him saying that, too.

I don’t know, that’s just a small detail I enjoy.

Lastly, we have the second (and final) moment during which Malladus gets to speak words.

Like I mentioned the previous time, the Japanese version has Malladus only use カタカナ/katakana and 漢字/kanji when he speaks.

I chose to adapt this by having him talk in all caps, which the English version did too during that first instance, but they drop it here for some unknown reason.

Maybe this was an oversight, or maybe they thought it didn’t look good with more words like that?

In any case, I think it would have been nice if they kept it. Malladus doesn’t get a lot of time to speak, so his speech looking unusual like that gives him just a little bit more of an identity.

Aside from that, there were also changes made to the content of what he says here.

In the Japanese version, Malladus notes that a body like Cole’s is no good, and that his soul will soon vanish.

This is something which was foreshadowed in two previous cutscenes.

First, during Anjean’s debut cutscene, she mentions that only Zelda’s body could take in Malladus’ mighty soul.

Second, after Malladus’ resurrection, Anjean also explains that in his current state, being only a soul, Malladus can’t last for much longer without a proper body.

With that in mind, it’s obvious that Cole’s body could not withstand Malladus’ soul, hence it transforming in such an extreme way, and that Malladus is in the process of running out of time.

The way Malladus talks here makes it seem like he tried to possess Cole in the vain hope that it might work somehow, but it didn’t.

In the English version, Malladus instead states that Cole’s body is rejecting his spirit, though it’s unclear if that would be because they’re not compatible, or if maybe Cole is actively resisting this possession somehow.

Either way, Malladus says he is slowly slipping from the body and can’t hold on for much longer.

Because of that, the English version lacks direct callbacks to details that were established earlier, and it also doesn’t seem like Malladus is in danger of dying soon here, just in danger of losing a physical body to use.

I’m guessing the callbacks not being featured in English was an oversight, they probably just didn’t realize this very thing happening had been set up earlier. Especially since they seemingly mistranslated one of those earlier moments.

But for all I know, it could have been an intentional change as well, in which case I can only speculate on the reason.

Perhaps it was to make Malladus seem more intimidating by not having him be on death’s door already. And maybe the implication of Cole still fighting back was intentional, to give him one last hurrah?

We don’t really have a way of knowing for sure, but I’m leaning towards a combination of both - oversights and intentional changes.

Oh, they also don’t have Malladus cursing in anger in the English version, but note that he says オノレ/onore in the Japanese version, which can be adapted as “DAMN YOU” like I did, but isn’t considered a curse unsuitable for children’s media in Japanese.

In fact, the English version of Ocarina of Time adapted it as “CURSE YOU”, when Ganondorf says it during the ending, so I’m not sure why they didn’t go for something similar in English here.

But yes, this is not really them censoring a swear, or at least it shouldn’t be?

It’s just them reducing Malladus’ already preciously short dialogue.

Looking at this cutscene as a whole, this is another one with its ups and downs in the localization.

The character’s dialogue is well-written as usual here, I’d even say it’s probably one of the best ones in that regard, as you’d want for your penultimate cutscene.

And a few flubs aside, the general adaptation of the text is faithful. Outside of Byrne saying “power of the spirits”, none of the changes in this scene really have a huge negative impact on it.

But that’s just looking at the cutscene by itself, and like many times before, there are a lot more problems when you consider it in the context of the story so far.

In the original version, this cutscene features pay-off after pay-off to various things that have been set up over the course of the game’s story.

Several plot threads understandably reach their conclusion at this point, and almost all of them don’t work in English.

Some because their earlier set-up wasn’t translated properly, and some because their conclusion was glossed over here.

Each individual one of these plot threads might seem minor and expendable on their own, but when you lose out on almost all of them collectively, it does hurt the story in some form.

If you just go by the English version, it can feel a bit like things just happen because they have to happen now, since there is not as much of a connection between the game’s separate cutscenes.

Less details mentioned at one point that then return later, less direct continuity between individual events that happen, less things leading from point A to point B as the story goes on.

And I know this is more than likely because the localizers probably had to work with the text out of context, possibly out of order, and even with different people having to handle different parts, too.

So please don’t think that I believe the translators were bad or anything, I know they almost certainly did the best they could under the circumstances.

Again, I think this game’s localization is good, actually.

On that note, this is the end of this part. Feel free to check out the next one!

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wherearemyglassesbro · 5 years ago

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I’m thinking of starting a blog soon! So uh- if you can answer, if the axis and allies were to go to a fine arts school, what would they do/major in? Thank you! Keep up the good work!

Hell yeah!!! Welcome to the club, bucko!

China: Yao would be a piano master! He takes multiple classes for piano and flute! And he plays the harp too but his heart will always belong to the piano. He takes public speaking classes cause he isn’t the best at it and he learns Chinese instruments with his mom at home :) the way he performs always leaves people in awe, his expressions and the way he plays makes the whole experience magical!! His teachers adore him!

Russia: Ivan is a dancer, watch out man cause he’ll crush your head with his thighs. He’s super tall and strong so he gets the male lead most of the time for ballet performances put on by the school! Cause he lifts his partner so easily and just...glides around that stage! Ivan looks great in sequins and cakey stage makeup :) and he takes very good care of himself, he’s got a *self care* routine that every other dancer at the school is jealous of. He doesn’t talk much cause he doesn’t see the need when he can just express himself through dance! Ivan can do the splits...He enjoys dropping into the splits at home or in the hall at school to freak out his friends and sisters

America: Alfred wants to be a comedian so he’s taking a bunch of theater, public speaking and improv classes! When he’s on stage, he owns it! And he can do a handful of accents! Al’s great at comedic storytelling and takes a LOT of inspiration from Jerry Seinfeld and John Mulaney. He watches their shows/performances and makes notes on them! He’s done multiple assignments on them too so at this point, Al’s teachers know as much about Jerry and John as Al does...RIP

England: Artie wanted to be a musician and came to this performing arts school to learn different instruments like guitar or drums but when he grew out of his punk phase in 10th grade, he realized he wanted to be a writer! So he’s taking theater classes and advanced English/poetry classes to learn as much as he can before being spat back out into the real world to fend for himself. He writes a lot of love poems and then burns them in his fireplace at home cause he believes they’re not good enough. Alfred did a comedy sketch about him once, mocking his accent, and Art threatened to beat him up behind Denny’s at 2am

Canada: Mattie wants to SCULPT!!! Let’s hear if for art bois!!! People expect him to be funny like Al cause they’re twins but Matt just wants to listen to Tessa Violet and sculpt pretty ladies out of wood...That’s all he wants to do :( he takes painting classes and a lot of business related classes cause if he’s gonna sell his art, he wants to know how money works cause it ain’t like anyone else is gonna teach him! He also enjoys widdling and will widdle things out of soap if you ask nicely and buy him a cookie from the lunchroom! His favorite thing to make outta soap are boots “cause you don’t expect soap to be shapes like shoes!”...Nerd

France: Francis has hopped from thing to thing many times! He came to the school for ballet, and continues to take ballet classes, but he found out how much he loved to paint after messing around during tech week for the school’s Big Spring Production as he helped paint the backdrops. So he’s conflicted. He’s been dancing since he was young but he’s found something else he loves! Oh how sad! Fran’s a big drama queen but he’s got such a diverse circle of friends: the writers, actors, dancers, art kids, he knows tons of people and is always out and about! If he sees you crying in the dressing room he’ll run over and hug you! But if you’re his dancing partner he can be very picky “Ugh, NON, stop sickling your foot it looks atrocious!”

S.Italy: Oooooooh boy, Lovino to be a photographer for big brands like GUCCI or Louis Vuitton! But you gotta start at the bottom and work your way up! Lovi is extremely short tempered when he has to work with people his own age and has made his brother cry many times by yelling and nagging. “NO! Look at the CAMERA not ME! You idiot now look! You moved and now he shot’s blurry, nice job!” But despite that, you’ll still find him crying as he edits photos cause he waited until the last possible movement to turn everything in and now he’s gotta cram! But then his perfectionist side kicks in and then he cries even MORE cause ‘I don’t have enough time to make the picture perfect but it needs to look perfect! But I don’t have enough time-‘

N.Italy: Feli wants to be a PAINTER and not just any painter, a realist painter. He loves taking Lovi’s pictures to paint! He goes around and will take pictures of students, with their permission, and will paint them super realistically! He’s painted Ivan and Yao many times cause they’re his buddies and he appreciates them so much!! He’s been to every show their school has put on and he’s always there to cheer others on at art shows, even if he didn’t submit anything to that show. He and Matt work together in the studio sometimes! Matt will let him paint a sculpture or Feli will paint Matt whike he’s working. Feli talks and talks while Mattie listens without a complaint :)

Prussia: Gil is a band boy, he plays the saxophone, clarinet and flute. He’s got a big ol’ lung capacity! He loves music and uses it as a coping mechanism. When he’s having Albino Aches, he plays music to get through it, when he’s frustrated with his peers he plays the sax dramatically and if he’s feeling like a gremlin, he’ll play All Star on the flute to annoy Francis during practice. “Gil! Get out of here!” *vigorous flute sounds*. Gil plays in the pit for shows so even though you don’t see him much, he’s loud and he’s there! He and Yao DONT get along cause Yao is very very serious about music while Gil is just good at it and enjoys it. He doesn’t plan on making a career out of it but he’s having a great time while he’s playing!

Germany: Lud is in an advanced choir and has such a beautiful singing voice UGH DUDE! He gets super embarassed when you compliment him or when Gilbert’s yelling ‘THATS MY BABY BROTHER!! WOOO!!!!’ From the crowd. He’s a freshman there but he auditioned for a hiiiigh up choir and easily got in! He takes great care of his voice, no unnecessary yelling and definetly no smoking. He chides others in his choir for doing so but hey, at the end of the day, Lud knows he’ll just take their places when they ruin their voices! Lud wants to make a career out of singing cause he just...Loves it so much. He worries so much about being in a real serious choir one day :0 His worst fear is that he’ll fail every auditom he goes to! His dad assures him that that won’t happen...And he trusts his dad...So he’ll power through it and sing his kil’ heart out

Japan: Kiku and a few friends want to make their own manga one day! That’s the goal! But for now, they’re all settling for advanced drawing classes and painting classes. They don’t exactly have manga courses at school so they practice that on their own time. They’ve made a bunch of friends through their art program though! And since Kiku speaks English, Japanese and Chinese, he tutors other students who wish to learn those languages! That way he gets money to buy fancy copics :) he doesn’t work for the big showcases or anything like that, he prefers to keep to himself, but his teachers put his art in school art shows constantly!

Long postttttt thanks for reading :) yeeeehaw!

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r-romanoff · 5 years ago

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Photon Blasts & Spider Webs

Chapter: 1 Part 1

Peter Parker x Male Reader

Master list

September, 23, 2019

"I don't want to, take me home." I pout siting in the back seat of the black car. "Well you definitely are your mother's son." Fury starts looking over at Maria to say something, "It'll be good for you, you'll get to make friends your age bud." She smiles unlocking the doors from the passenger seat.

"Mom was supposed to be here, can't I just stay with Wanda, or Roadie? What about Sam?" I question not wanting to move from my seat. The leather seat that felt warm as the car had been sitting in the sun for an hour before the two coaxed me into leaving the house. "Look you know that if she could be here she would, now that the Avengers base has been arguably repaired you'll get to see everyone afterschool. Now get out, first period is in 5." Fury explains the already memorised memo in my head.

"I just-" "HONK!!!!!!" I'm interrupted by the blazing sound of someone honking in the silver car behind us. "Out!" Fury and Maria almost yell in unison, turning to look at me with hints of annoyance. Seeing as I've been difficult to handle as of late. Taking a breath of air allowing the smell of the car to enter and exit my lungs I let out a small noise; "Fine." The faint sound that is barely audible escapes. Opening the door I step outside of the car taking in all of my surroundings, taking my first step onto the sidewalk. "HONK!!!!!!" I jump at the same car that was honking at me before, running into the crowded hallway trying to avoid attention. "First period" I whisper to myself to keep my brain focused in this sea of endless students. The noise of their voices crashing against my ears, like waves to the cliffs. All of them clearing down the hallway to look for their class. After a while of navigating the ocean of teenagers, the halls have almost dried up in people and noise allowing me to finally find my physics room.

As I walk in to the full room the students all turn to look at me as well as the teacher, an array of confused looks head my way. Until of course I'm able to utter out a small sentence; "I-I'm new!" I look around waiting for a response. At that I see a boys head from all the way in the back shoot up and give me a strange glance, almost as if he'd been waiting or looking for me. I stand and think about it for a split second until my attention is drawn away, by the teachers voice. "Oh right! Class I would like to introduce you to Y/N Danvers. He will be joining us for the remainder of the year." He explains as the same boy's expression changes, as if he has some sort of objective or motive. "So, who will volunteer to be his partner for the rest of the semester? Extra credit will be granted." At the teachers announcement two people out of the entire class raise their hand. The first was a blonde girl with blue/green eyes, sitting two rows from the front on the right side of the class. The second being the burnett boy in the back left corner of the class.

"Ah... Ms Brant, thank you so much for volunteering, as for you Mr Parker thanks for the effort. Y/N please take a seat over there thank you very much." The teacher said pointing next to the blonde girl as he continued the lesson. While taking my seat the girl next to me smiled, "Hi I'm Betty!" She introduced herself, whispering very enthusiastically. "I'm Y/N but you already know that by now." I smiled back "So what brings you to midtown high? If you don't mind me asking." She asks politely. "Well I have always lived kinda near, it wasn't until recently though after the blip that my family wanted to stop homeschooling me. Then my mom was like 'You are going to normal school to socialise and whatnot' so sorry if I come off a bit strange." I nervously began to ramble. "No way that I so cool, so you've never been to a real school before?" Betty sports a grin on her face. "Well no... is that a bad thing?" I nervously question. "Huh? Oh no. It's not a big deal at all don't worry stick with me and everything will be just fine." She gives a sturdy response, yes go me making new friends... I think. "Thanks, so how long have you been going here?" I ask directing the attention towards her. "Well this is my third year, so I'm finally a junior." She begins to laugh.

After a while of talking back and forth the entire first period is officially over, and I officially have a new friend. The the rest of the day however begins to move slowly as not many seemed as interested in me as Betty. That or I'm actually doing something wrong and everyone thinks I'm weird. Besides that, lunch has officially begun and I am officially lost, again. Walking down what looks like the same hallway over and over again, trying to navigate the maze of lockers and trophy cases while also passing the occasional water fountain and bathroom. Eventually giving up I collapse onto the floor crisscrossing in the middle of the hallway allowing a loud groan to escape my lips; "AAAAAhhh!!!" I cried out not expecting anyone to have heard. "Is anyone there?" An unexpected response is shot back at me. Not wanting anyone to see me in my miserable state I immediately stand up. As I begin to turn away from the cold spot on the floor under an air vent, the same voice speaks again only this time closer.

"Were you just sitting on the floor?" Turning around greet who ever was there my face had officially turned pink with embarrassment. "Y/N, right?" I see the same strange boy from my physics class. What is his deal why does something seem so off to me about him. He always has this look on his face I can never exactly, recognize. He seems to be either expecting something, planning, or carrying something out. I just don't know what. "Yes, Parker???" I reply quickly as possible hoping I wasn't thinking for to long. "Peter, Peter Parker. Nice to meet you" he holds out his hand, unsurely I take it and we shake hands. Feeling a small tingle as I pull away, "So are you lost, or... what are you doing i-if you don't mind me asking." He says almost nervously, quickly admitting defeat I decide to explain my situation. "Yes I- There's a lot of hallways." I smiled earning a small chuckle from my strange acquaintance. "I can help you get to where you're going if-" "Y/N!!!" Peter is cut of by a familiar booming voice coming from the other end of the hall. "I was looking for you everywhere, and then I was like 'wait he's new so he must have gotten lost' and I couldn't have my new friend lost after I said I would stick with him." Turning to see Betty is the one who was speaking, I smile at the thought that my new friend came looking. "Sorry, Peter was just about to help me out with that. Uh see you around?" You ask Peter as you being to walk towards Betty. "Uh, yeah see you around." Peter waves as he begins to walk away to the opposite side of the hall.

"So where we headed?" I ask Betty. "I want to introduce you to a couple of my friends, and show you around of course." As the day went on I had the rest of my periods with Betty, and a couple of them with Peter although we didn't really speak to each other. We just sort of acknowledged each one another. When the day was finally over I was making my way to the front of the school to get picked up, still thinking about how I survived the day. "Got any plans this Wednesday?" Betty greets walking beside me. "Not that I'm aware of." I shoot a look wondering what's to fallow. "Good I'm going to the mall with a couple people from school, so I wanted to know if you wanna come. You know because you're new just wanna make sure you find everything well here. Aka get the full teenage experience." She elaborates. "That actually sounds pretty fun, but I'm gonna have to check in with my family first." "That's alright, just text me. Also we're wearing pink, just a heads up." The enthusiastic blonde informs. As we had finally made it to the parking lot Betty waved goodbye as she got in the passengers seat of a red sports car and zoomed. Leaving me to wait for my ride, all alone.

*Buzz*

My cell vibrates Indicating that I've received a message. Looking to see who it was that texted me the name on the text says Wanda. However before I get a chance to open, it she begins to call. "Hello." I greet as I slide the green button. "Hey Y/N/N, how was the first day?" "Better than anticipated." "Told you!" I could hear her giggle through the phone. "I'm gonna picking you up a block away, ok." My sister figure spoke. "Coolness see you in a bit then." "In a bit."

An: I'm going to admit I was not expecting chapter 1 to be anything but short, but there will be a part two up by next week to this chapter. Before finishing the deadline was reached sorry. Ps the next part will probably also be filler

Also sorry for the prologue I wasn't happy with it, I'm not sure on whether or not I'll end up posting it though

Feel free to comment, also what's up with Peter he's acting weird.

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comicgeekscomicgeek · 4 years ago

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Their Hero Academia – Chapter 61: Final Exam Part 3: Short Answer

Presenting the next chapter of my on-going, next-gen, My Hero Academia fic, Their Hero Academia!

All chapters can be found here

Through her connection to Frog-Shadow, Asuka felt the world spin. Whatever it was, it wasn’t affecting her directly, but it was affecting Frog-Shadow and Haimawari. It couldn’t be the winged Villain—his Quirk was obviously some kind of wind manipulation—which meant there had to be another Villain somewhere that they weren’t seeing.

Asuka dove for cover, drawing Frog-Shadow back into her body. Haimawari veered towards the wall, swerving wildly. But rather than try to break, he jetted forward, putting up his hands at the last moment so that he traveled up the wall. He pushed himself off it with another pulse of his power, executing a flip in the air, before making a three point landing. He shot a fist into the air.

“Wooo! Did you see that?! I did it!”

“Pretty fancy, Hero,” the winged man sneered. “But it’s going to take more than that to take down the Raptor!” His wings spread out behind him, then flicked forward again. The resulting blast of air should have knocked Haimawari of his feet, but despite being buffeted by the winds and flailing against them, he wasn’t moved from his spot. Looking closely, she could see a faint glow surrounding his feet and Asuka realized he must have been using his Quirk to adhere to the street.

Ready, Frog-Shadow? she thought. If they were going to try again, there wasn’t a better time than while Haimawari still had the Villain—Raptor—distracted.

Ready! I don’t know what he did last time, but this time, I’m going to kick his ass! Just you wait and see!

Asuka rolled her eyes for a moment. Ever since she’d almost lost her during the Internship, she’d been trying not to be as annoyed by Frog-Shadow’s antics and bravado. And she’d been letting Frog-Shadow out more often under casual circumstances, incorporating her into what was going on. It had felt… right. Frog-Shadow was a part of her, but was also her own self. And in trying to suppress that, to make Frog-Shadow conform to what she considered to be proper behavior standards, had she not been suppressing part of herself? And more trust in her familiar had resulted in better coordination during training. It was a benefit to them both, especially since Frog-Shadow actually acted up less when she felt she had more of an outlet and voice.

Then go! she commanded.

Frog-Shadow flew from her body towards Raptor, but the moment she got close, the disorienting feeling of dizziness returned, the world spinning as though someone was turning it around and around in every direction. Asuka fell to her knees, while Frog-Shadow flitted about in the sky going every which way. She couldn’t see clearly with the world spinning, but it looked like Haimawari was dodging this way and that, occasionally firing a burst of power at Raptor.

This time, the dizziness was overwhelming; she was now clearly a direct target of it, making her feel as though she was going to throw up her breakfast. Even closing her eyes offered only limited relief. Every time she tried to rise, she found she couldn’t. The mere thought of moving made her ill.

Hang on! came Frog-Shadow’s thoughts. Her thoughts were shaky too; being hit with whatever was causing the dizziness directly and feeling it through Frog-Shadow was possibly making it worse than it could have been. I’m coming! I see him!

Frog-Shadow zipped unsteadily through the air back to her, briefly entering her body, before shooting out the other side of her again. Take that, you big meanie!

A mighty thwack filled the air, the sound of Frog-Shadow smacking into something, followed by the sound of someone hitting the ground. The nausea immediately stopped, her head and stomach clearing quickly. When she was able to open her eyes, she saw a hideous figure trying to get to its feet, a humanoid cockroach. She very nearly let out a cry of alarm, but kept her beak clamped shut. Such a reaction was unbecoming of a Hero and considering her own avian appearance, hardly appropriate as a person either.

Frog-Shadow, meanwhile, was still raining punches down on the bug-man, eliciting a groan. “Call it off! Call it off! She’s crazy!” the bug-man cried out, multiple arms waving in the air in a show of surrender. But Frog-Shadow pressed her attack and decked the man, who collapsed in a heap on the sidewalk.

It was only now, when she had a moment to think, that Asuka realized she’d lost track of Raptor and Haimawari. And she had no idea what had become of Sero and Ojiro either…

***

Takiyo’s head was killing him, his ears still ringing, so he was fairly certain that he could not possibly have heard Shota Shinso say what he thought he’d heard. Then again, the short boy was rather obsessive in his fanboy tendencies. If anyone could recognize whoever the school had gotten to fight them for their exam, it would be him.

He knew he should not have been so embarrassed. The fact was, their assailant could have just as easily shot any of them. True, Iida’s armor might have protected her, but the rest of them had no such protection. But being shot and having to be rescued like some civilian ate away at him all the same. How was he ever going to make a name for himself if he could be taken down so easily?

“You don’t know shit, kid!” the woman in the catsuit shouted, waving her rifle about as she tried to refute Shinso’s claims. “Shut up!”

Somehow, having a gun pointed at him did not deter Shinso from talking. Takiyo suspected that, were the boy somehow trapped in a soundless void, he would find a way to continue to talk.

“I do too! You’re the Shadow Thief! Mom and Dad fought you!”

The woman looked so startled she nearly dropped her gun. “Shit! I knew that purple hair looked familiar!” She recovered her grip on her weapon quickly, but before she could fire a shot, Koda threw seeds which quickly grew into vines. As the vines ensnared her, she and her weapon vanished, melting back into the shadows from whence she came.

The Shadow Thief reappeared immediately, behind Shinso. She struck him with the butt of her rifle, knocking him to the ground. Before Koda could react, the Shadow Thief fired a shot directly into her center mass, knocking her down. She spun to fire again and Takiyo let out a cry of alarm. But when he did, he unleashed a blinding flash of light.

“Argh!” the Shadow Thief cried out, this time dropping her weapon, which fell to the ground with a great clatter. She stumbled backwards, one hand covering her eyes. “Dammit…”

Quickly, he fired a laser beam of light at her weapon, the heat slicing it in half cleanly. He took some smug satisfaction in that. At least he wasn’t so hurt that he couldn’t still aim. He started charging up another shot in one hand, while projecting blinding beam from the other. This woman had appeared from the shadows and had taken him out first. It stood to reason that dark things like her feared his light.

“The next shot is for you, witch. Stand down.”

“Can’t… do that,” she said, between gritted teeth. She kept slowly trying to edge backwards, out of the range of his light. No doubt looking for more shadows to escape to. “I’ve got too much at stake... to let some pissant lightbulb like you stop me…” Her hands strayed to her belt and she removed something he couldn’t see from a pouch there. She let whatever it was drop and dark, obscuring smoke began to rise, hiding her from him and obscuring even his bright beam.

A scream from behind him, acting as a wedge of force, pushed the smoke aside. But when it did, the Shadow Thief was gone. Takiyo released the energy he was building up and turned, seeing that Shinso and Koda were recovering from her assault. Shinso was rubbing the back of his head and Koda had one arm draped protectively over her chest. She’d taken one of those shots full center of mass. His head ached enough from merely being clipped by one. How much worse were her injuries?

“Mademoiselle Koda, are you all right?” he asked. If that Villain had hurt her…

She held up her free hand. “Sore, but I shall live. Thank providence for my thick hide.”

“I’m fine too,” Shinso said, though he hadn’t asked. He touched the back of his head gingerly. “Oooh, that’s gonna be a lump.”

Takiyo’s mind was still reeling. Had they gotten actual Villains for their exam? Surely not even Aizawa would unleash something that dangerous upon them. It had to be a joke. A trick! Shinso had to be mistaken! And yet, Takiyo realized there was no possible way that Shinso would be mistaken about the identity of a Villain. But then, what did that mean? If there were real Villains, their teachers would be riding to their rescue. And she was only firing nonlethal ammunition…

“What… what was that?” he demanded. “What was she talking about? ‘Too much at stake’?” He waved his arms in a gesture of confusion.

“Beats me,” Shinso said.

Iida’s voice crackled through their head sets. “No sign of the Villain… Izumi says that Toshi wants us to pull back and regroup as soon as we are able. Check for remaining civilians, I will maintain a lookout. Then we can go.”

Takiyo no longer felt quite so confident in this exam. If there were real Villains about, if this was something other than what it seemed… then what was going on?

***

“’Too Much at stake’,” All Might repeated, turning to look at Aizawa. “Just what did you tell them, Aizawa?”

“Only what was necessary to properly motivate them to give the students a real challenge,” Aizawa replied, not looking at All Might. His tone of voice seemed to imply that this should have been obvious. His eyes remained fixed to the various screens in front of them. “A rationale deception designed for the optimum effort from both sides.” He declined to elaborate further.

Koharu swallowed nervously. Was the Hero Course really this nuts and unregulated that one of the teacher’s had called in actual Villains to fight students during the exam? Why were the Villains going along with it? What was keeping them from just killing everybody? If she booked it out of the control room, maybe she could give Class 1-A some kind of warning?

Vice-Principal Midnight seemed to sense her discomfort. She gave Koharu a kind smile. “It’s all right,” she said. “Eraser personally vetted each and every Villain for this exam. They’re all model prisoners who would have been up for parole in a year or two anyway.”

Koharu’s antenna popped up and she tried to smooth them down. They always did that when she was nervous. “Is this normal?” She waved her hands in vague circles in the air, unable to properly articulate what “this” was.

That got a laugh out of the Vice-Principal for some reason. “Oh, honey, nothing with Eraser is ever normal. He likes to keep all of us on our toes.”

“If you can’t handle the unexpected,” Aizawa said, not bothering to turn to look again, “you’ve got no business being in this line of work.”

“Understood, sir,” Koharu said, unsure if he was talking to her or Midnight.

She returned her attention to the Vice-Principal. “Can I ask about who these Villains are then?”

Midnight smiled again. “Asking questions and gathering intelligence already,” she said. “Good job. Shinso already identified Shadow Thief, a very talented cat burglar and practitioner of corporate espionage. As her name implies, she can travel through any shadow to any other.”

She pointed to one of the other screens, where the giant woman was pulling herself out of the ground. The group that had been battling her had already moved on, clearing out what civilian-robots remained in their area, all the while keeping one eye behind them in case she came after them again.

“That’s Kamuy,” Midnight explained. “Guilty of political agitation, destruction of government property, and kidnapping a government official, some of which would have garnered her a slap on the wrist, if she hadn’t used her Quirk to do it. Still, it’s the last one that really hung over her. She’s Ainu and has fought rather violently against encroachments on her people’s culture. Her Quirk lets her absorb kinetic and other forms of energy and uses them to fuel her own strength. Sato there almost figured it out… it’s an active Quirk, not a passive one.”

Another screen showed the bird-headed girl and her frog… thing… restraining a small man who looked like a cockroach. There was no special shared love among insect Quirks, but it did look like the frog-thing had smacked him around more than was probably strictly necessary.

“Nauseous,” Midnight said. “Guilty of multiple counts of theft and disruption of public events, whose Quirk allows him to disrupt the workings of people’s inner ear. And apparently that of Quirks that act like people too. Not a terrible guy, all things considered. When a robbery he was involved in went south, he stayed with the injured guard rather than make off with the money like his friends.”

Koharu winced at the frog thing gave Nauseous one last smack.

“Hmmm,” Midnight said. “Looks like he’s out of the fight. That’s one for our kids, anyway.”

Another screen showed the metal sumo wrestler that Midoriya had uppercutted into the stratosphere climbing out of the rubble of a building. It had come down when he’d crashed into it. “Remind me to deduct points from Midoriya for that,” Aizawa said. “That kind of carless destruction could cost lives.”

“I’ll work with him on that,” All Might said sheepishly. “I may have regaled him with a few too many stories of one final Smash…”

“Of course you did.”

“Jawbreaker,” Midnight went on. “Ridiculed for his appearance, he tried to live an honest life, despite the temptations of crime. He ultimately turned to crime and theft in order to pay for his father’s medical bills. Anything he eats, he can take on the properties of. The kids haven’t seen half of what he can do yet.”

Koharu’s eyes widened. “You’re really letting somebody like that fight them? He looks like he could give Deku a rough fight!”

“It’s fine,” Midnight assured her again. “Like I said, model prisoner. And besides, we made it very clear what happens if they step outside the boundaries we set for them.”

And then there was the winged man, who was leading Haimawari on a chase across the skyline. Haimawari was doing his best to dodge the wind attacks and return fire, while the winged man kept trying to blow him over unsuccessfully.

“And lastly,” Midnight finished, “Raptor. The son of Chinese immigrants, who grew up in the Triads. It’s a little romantic really, but he turned state’s evidence against them when he fell in love and started a family. It got him a reduced sentence and now he’s up for parole. His wings let him manipulate wind, not to the extent of, say, Gale Force, though his overall destructive output might be higher.”

A rare flying Villain. Koharu gulped. As a flying Hero, it would someday be up to people like her to fight people like him. A sobering thought.

“So, Kocho,” Aizawa said, still not taking his eyes off the screens. His voice was deadly serious. “What would you do if you had to fight these Villains?”

No one told her this would be a test!

***

“Look out!” Takuma shouted, jumping into the air while firing a strand of Acid Tape. He swung and quickly grabbed a pair of child-sized robots with his free arm, getting them out of the way just in time to avoid being squished by falling rubble. That had been entirely too close!

“You two okay?” he asked the robots when he set down again. Both nodded and gave him a thumb’s up, the lights on their chests turning green to indicate a successful rescue. “Good. Do you know where you parents are?”

The robots didn’t respond, but instead took off towards a taller, vaguely woman-shaped robot, who briefly embraced them before running off. “Artificial intelligence is getting way too real,” he said aloud.

He popped the faceplate on his helmet, wiping some of the sweat away from his brow. He and Kimmie had done a good job getting people away from the fight and the winged guy, but that was getting harder and harder now that Haimawari was chasing after him. He spotted the winged guy jetting from one spot to the next, always pushing off something at one point or another in his flight. Maybe he couldn’t actually fly? He looked heavy. If his Quirk was really the air thing, maybe the wings were just glide and steer?

And if that was the case, what did he do with that information?

He watched, just for a minute, as Haimawari dodged out of the way of a blast of air, sliding up the side of the building backwards, then bringing up a hand to pepper the Villain with pulsing energy bolts. It didn’t look like they were doing much damage, but they were definitely knocking the guy around a good bit. He’d give Haimawari credit, he had great control of his Quirk.

“That’s the last of the civilians,” Kimiko said, running up him. “Everyone’s evacuated.” She looked up at the on-going fight between Haimwari and the Villain. “Should we do something?”

Takuma winced as Haimawari narrowly dodged a blast of wind that blew out the remaining windows of the building. It shattered the remaining windows in the tall building, showering everything below with glass. Haimawari blasted a few shards away from himself, but was started to slow down in dodging the wind bursts.

He nodded. “Yeah. Climb on my back. Can you make us invisible again?”

Takuma couldn’t see her eyes or her expression, but the rest of Kimiko’s body language just radiated a “yeah, duh” response of such intensity he was surprised he wasn’t on fire from it. Rather than continue with his commentary, he snapped his visor back into place and bent down and allowed Kimiko to climb on his back, wrapping her legs around his chest and her arms around his neck. She was pressed up against him tightly enough that he was glad he was gay or he’d probably have a lot of trouble thinking straight.

‘Straight.’ Even in the middle of an exam, he was funny. But why was he always at his funniest in his own head?

“Okay!” Kimiko announced. “Time to disappear! Let’s go kick that guy’s ass!” There was no feeling as she used her Quirk, making both her costume and him invisible, only the colors of the world losing some of their edge, everything going a little bit gray. It was always weird and he swore his peripheral vision was a bit wider with his skull being invisible. And that wasn’t even getting into how he shouldn’t have been able to see if his eyes were invisible.

Kimiko’s Quirk did not bear deep thinking if you wanted to keep your sanity. Was this how she saw everything, all the time?

It also required absolute concentration to use in teamwork. Without his ability to see his body or even his Tape when he fired it (as it was still a part of him until he released it), he had to be absolutely certain of any move he made while invisible. Thank goodness they’d put in plenty of practice.

Takuma fired off a strip of Tape at the side of the building, making it good and sticky, tested that it was secure, then launched himself and Kimiko into the air, reeling himself up to the side of the building. Quickly, he fired another strip of Tape, pulling both of them up to where Haimawari was struggling to maintain his grip on the building against the winged Villain’s winds. The winged-Villain had amped up the pressure and intensity of his attacks, leaving their classmate no opportunity to fight back.

Even not being directed at them, he could feel the air currents. Kimiko let out a shriek as they were nearly dislodged. Takuma quickly secured them with another strand.

“This was a bad idea,” Kimiko whispered in his ear. He wasn’t sure he disagreed. Raptor was moving fast, bouncing from perch to perch, never letting up the pressure on his wind attacks.

“You’re persistent, kid, I’ll give you that much,” Raptor growled, wings flapping hard as he bounced off the side of a building, readying another volley of wind. “But you’re just out of your depth.”

Haimawari withstood the barrage again, his hands and feet glowing as he poured his Quirk into adhering to the building. But he was starting to slip, Takuma could see that much. It was now or never if they were going to do something.

“Hang on, Kimmie,” he whispered. He fired off a strip of Tape again, and swung himself upwards. As he soared up through the air, he fired off another Tape strip, giving his wrist a hard flick. With perfect timing, the Tape itself wrapped around Raptor’s legs, pinning them together.

“What the?!” Raptor cried out. He was in motion, gliding through the air before starting his next attack, leaving him no opportunity to try and dislodge the Tape.

Takuma grunted and pulled with all his might. He was definitely going to be feeling the stain tomorrow, but taken by surprise, Raptor slammed into the building, hard. But the Villain pushed off with a grunt, flapping his wings hard and propelling himself with blasts of wind. Takuma was forced to cut the strip of Tape loose, lest his arm be pulled out of the socket. When the strip broke away, it became visible. Raptor tore it loose, flapping his wings hard and reversing direction in mid-air.

His wings flared again as he prepared to fire another blast of air. But their attack had given Haimawari the precious seconds he needed to actually return fire. He sped up the side of the building, then turned and snapped up, his feet still clinging to the building but bother his hands now in firing position. “SLIIIIIIDE-BUSTER!” Haimawari unleashed a powerful looking, pulsating blue-white beam of energy, looking stronger and bigger than the small bolts he usually fired. The beam struck Raptor dead on, blasting him into the ground below. He made a rather satisfying thud when he hit.

Kimiko let the two of them fade back into visibility. Takuma looked up and gave Haimawari a wave. “Niiiice, dude!”

Haimawari gave them a little wave in return. “Figured that had to be you two. Thanks. Wasn’t sure what I was going to do there.”

“Hey, if you two are done congratulating each other,” Kimiko interrupted, “the bad guy’s getting away!”

Takuma looked down and saw she was right. The Villain was back on his feet but running away, not taking to the skies. He saw him slip between an alleyway and then lost track of him.

“Ugh, great,” Takuma said. He wondered if that was going to cost them points. Beating the Villains was only the number three priority, but… “Should we go after him…?”

“Are you three all right?” Tokoyami’s voice over the comms cut off that line of thinking. “I’ve,” she stopped suddenly, as though she was arguing with someone he couldn’t hear. Probably Frog-Shadow. It was a shame Tokoyami didn’t have any interest in fame. A straight man who could supply their own co-host to argue with? That was comedy gold there. “Pardon, we’ve captured one of the Villains and Gravi-Might wishes for us to regroup.”

Well, that answered that at least.

***

It didn’t take long for everyone to make it back to the civilian defense shelter and gather in front, and Toshi was glad to see that everyone was still standing. Some looked a little worse for wear than others though. Both Sora and Tensei had dents in their armor; there was a massive dent in Tensei’s chestplate that was shaped like a fist and Sora’s armor looked like someone had been shooting at her (He had to try really hard to separate the boyfriend concern from teammate concern there.). Aoyama and Shota were both nursing head wound and several others like Shoji and Koda looked more than a little beat up.

Ojiro quickly went to work checking over the wounded. They were all versed in basic field first aid now, but with the additional training she was receiving from Aunt Eri and her Quirk, she made the most sense as the team medic. She quickly pronounced that there were no broken bones or internal damage, though she loudly professed that they were all probably going to be sore tomorrow.

Toshi was sympathetic to that. Smacking into the building, even in a state of high gravity, had hurt like hell. He was lucky the rest of his team had been so quick to act. It had kept them from being injure and left the three of them—Izumi, Mineta, and Kaminari—along with Sato and Ojiro, as the only people who weren’t hurt or put through the ringer.

“Toshi!’ Shota piped up. “Toshi! Toshi! It was Shadow-Thief! We were fighting a real Villain! It was the Shadow Thief!”

“That’s great, Shota,” Toshi said, his attention on the broader group. “Okay, so we’ve all had some contact with the Villains and it looks like we’ve beaten them back. And Asuka’s got us a prisoner.”

He looked back at the unconscious form of the cockroach-like man Asuka had brought back with her, bound with what looked like a street lamp wrapped around him, courtesy of Frog-Shadow. She’d also dumped a garbage can on his head, explaining that the Villain had some kind of Quirk that could cause extreme dizziness. She’d guessed it was based on sight, judging by how she and Haimawari had been affected. Izumi was already working on forming a cube of ice around him, a little miniature prison cell. Maybe if he woke up they could interrogate him for more information. He could play good cop and he was pretty sure Katsumi would jump at the chance to play bad cop.

“And that’s Nauseous!” Shota said, pointing excitedly. “Wow!”

…Wait. Toshi stopped mid-thought to stare at Shota, mouth agape.

“Loud Kid,” Katsumi snapped, saying what they were all thinking, “why the hell do you know who these guys are?”

“They’re real Villains!” Shota explained again. “I mean, I thought both of them were supposed to be in jail, but they’re still real Villains!”

At this pronouncement, chaos broke out among the rest of his classmates, except for Koda, Sora, and Aoyama, everyone talking at once and over each other.

“The fuck?!”

“I am certain our teachers would not willingly subject us to danger like that without failsafes…”

“We’re gonna die! We’re gonna die! Villains have overrun UA! I’m too hot to die! There’s so many people I never hit on!”

“You! Have! A! Boyfriend! I’m the one who’s going to die alone!”

“I beat a real Villain! GO ME!”

“Yes, you did. You can stop bragging now.”

“I helped take down a real Villain and I couldn’t get it on video?! This is the worst thing that ever happened in the history of ever!

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU HELPED?! WHAT AM I, CHOPPED LIVER?!”

“Really, this is what you two are arguing about now?”

“This is truly improbable, and yet Shinso has a statistical record that makes his identifications very likely…”

“Guys, think for a second. It can’t possibly be what it looks like.”

“Hey, guys, ah, maybe we should listen to Midoriya…?”

Haimawari’s words, at least, seemed to calm the class down for the moment. Everyone quieted down and gave Toshi their attention again. He once again realized how much everyone looked to him in the figurative sense as well. It was a sobering burden. And one that was starting to remind him of something Dad had said once, about how he only tried to do so much (which was, admittedly, a lot), because he didn’t want people relying on him like they had on Grandpa Might. It was why he was the Symbol of Hope, not Peace.

He was really going to have to do something about that.

“Okay,” he said. They could dissect the implications later, but he trusted in their teachers not to put them in danger. …Okay, he trusted Aizawa not to put them in too much danger. “So all that really means is that we’re fighting people who are experienced fighting Heroes. But they’re probably holding back some. We don’t know if they were briefed about us or our Quirks, but I’m betting we have the best source on the planet for figuring out what they’ve got.”

Toshi pointed at Shota. “So we’re going to fill Loud Kid in on what we’ve got and who we fought. Shota, it’s time to put your knowledge to the test.”

His eyes scanned the cityscape behind the others. “Because make no mistake… this isn’t over. First round went to us. But there’s at least four Villains still out there. They know we’re here, they know where we are. And since this is where their target is…

“They’re coming for us.”

#my hero academia #their hero academia #fan fiction #fan fic #my writing #asuka tokoyami #takiyo aoyama #takuma sero #toshi midoriya #Koharu Kocho

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askthetotallynotcampcamp · 5 years ago

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field trip to didney

Ava: as yes of course

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Max: *sleeping* (him, david and jasper live in a house-)

Jasper: *vibing* M A X

Max: ugh whatttt *rolls over on his bed*

David: *humming a surprisingly happier tune than normal, how is this even possible??* Big day today!!

Max: if you take us on a nature walk one more time dad-

Jasper: It’s going to be way more fun than that!! If that’s even possible, that is-

David: mhm! as much as I love nature walks, this is probably going to be even better!!

Max: and we need....suitcases? *gets out of bed*

Jasper: We need to be out of the house by, uh, what time is it right now? 6? We need to leave by 6:30-! So hurry up and get ready!!

David: dont worry, we'll make it! it could get could outside, so bring a sweatshirt!! I'll go start the bus *goes off to find the keys to the bus and trail mix*

Max: *super tired* ugh okayyyy

-after he packs stuff-

Max: *gets on the bus with mr honeynuts*

Jasper: *lmao sits on the bus or smth* Woo this is so EXCITING

David: Okay, we just gotta pick up everyone else and well be on our way!! Is everyone buckled in?

Max: *is just chilling on the window seat* dad, this bus doesnt have any since it's like a house but I'll just say yes- WAIT THE WHOLE GOD DAMN CAMP?

Jasper: We can’t leave anyone out!

David: Exactly, what your dad said!! first we're gonna pick up Neil, of course, and we'll go from there! *starts the bus* Anyone want some trail mix?

Max: dang I havent seen any of them since summer- and no dad *eats fruit snacks*

Jasper: Don’t eat too many fruit snacks, that’s unhealthy for you

David: we're here!

Max: time to do my job, I'll knock *runs off the bus and onto Neil's porch and knocks*

Carl: *opens door* Hello?

Max: oh uh- hey Carl, is Neil ready? Hes the first to be picked up-

Carl: Ah yes, got it. Neil!

Neil: *approaches* Hello?

Max: wassup dude! Are you all ready- my dads are in the car *puts his arms around his buddy pal Neil*

Neil: Oh yeah! Let me get my stuff, hold on

Max: okay, not like I care!- *pretend angy and walks to the bus*

Neil: *grasps stuff and goes to bus time*

Max: *plops on one of the beds in the back and waits for his buddy pal*

Neil: *plops next to max*

Jasper: Hello Neil!

Neil: uh, hi

David: Goooooood morning neil! Are you ready to go on the adventure of your life!

Max: dad please-

Neil: *awkward silence oop*

Jasper: Alright let’s go get the others!!

Max: sorry about David, I guess where hes taking us is "exciting" but takes over 24 hours to get there-

Neil: Huh? Oh, I know where we’re going

Max: they told you? Ugh why cant I know

Jasper: Neil don’t spoil the surprise for Max!!!

Neil: Oh I won’t

David: max will be happy for once! Oh I'm so excited!!

Max: this is shit! I should be able to know *crosses his arms*

Jasper: Language! You’ll know when we get there!

Neil: Yeah MAX

Max: in 24 hourssssssssss *lies across thy Neil in the most dramatic way possible*

Bus: *beep beep gather children*

Nerris: *walks on the bus* awe I knew they would end up together! He fell asleep on you Neil, how cute

Preston: ah! Best Romeo and juliet ever!

Jasper: Children do not wake up Max if he is sleeping! We had to wake him up very early for this

Neil: *is mr honeynuts*

Max: *wraps his arms around thy neil bc sleep*

Nerris: aweeeeeee

Preston: oh my goodness so cute!

Neil: *mr honeyNUTS*

David: kids just leave them alone and let them have their little snuggle fest, awe so cute- anyways! *parks the car at a rest stop* anyone hungry or need to use the bathroom?

Nurf: i needs to peepee

David: ooooookay then! I'm going to go get some McDonald's so, let's go Nurf!

Max: *still sleeping bc his weird dads woke him up at 6 am*

Jasper: Get chicken tendies or I am divorcing

Neil: well, this is uh, g gay

Max: *awakenand realizes what's going on* what the hell? *sits up and is embarrassed bc hes max* that's gay, AND IM N O T GAY

David: okay honey!

Neil: Oh- hi max

Max: why didnt you move me or something?

Literally all the campers: *looking*

Neil: well your dad told me not to wake you up-

Max: *gets up and walks over to his papa* dad, what did I do to neil? Was it that embarrassing you couldn't wake me up?

Jasper: Hey, calm down kiddo- you fell asleep and you needed sleep and Neil was just- there

Nerris: it was really cute-

Max: SHUT UP NERRIS

Jasper: Language!

Neil: It really was-

Max: that's not bad language!- wait what Neil-

Neil: Oh, uh, nothing

Max: *red boy* you agreed with Nerris-

Nerris: see harrison, I'm a match maker! That's better than your magic!

David: I'm back! Here are you chicken tenders sweetie *gives them to the jasp* let's get this show on the road! *turns on the heater and starts the bus*

Neil: *not vibing*

Jasper: *is vibing with chicken tendies*

Max: *smirks* you like me, dontcha Neil

Neil: What? No, ew, never

Nikki: pft please I know love when I see it!

Max: *crosses his arms and smirks at neil*

Neil: What? Shut up!

Nikki: aweeeee

Max: jesus christ Neil you look like a god damn tomato

David: language!

Neil: Just shut up!

Max: okay no need to be so feisty

Jasper: we’re getting closer wOOO

Max: sits on the couch and takes out his Nintendo switch and plays animal crossing*

Nikki: *goes up to Neil* so, when ya gonna make your move?

Neil: Make what? I’m not going to do anything!

Nikki: awe c'mon Neil look at him! Go sit with him! Make your move!

Neil: What? Why? What’s the point?

Nikki: he probably likes you too!

Max: likes who?

Neil: Nononono! Nobody! I like nobody leave me alone! *neils away*

David: leave Neil alone guys

Max: *genuinely concerned* sorry neil-

Neil: Just go away! I wanna be alone right now *angree neil*

Max: um okay *sits on the couch again*

Jasper: *approaches max lmao* What’s happening? Is something wrong?

Max: well I guess Neil likes someone and I was annoying him and hes pissed

Jasper: Watch your language- also, did you consider that he maybe likes you and he’s being defensive because he likes you?

Max: what! He doesnt! Hes like, my best friend!

Jasper: Okay but he started getting defensive when you fell asleep on him so I’m just saying

Max: *red boy* I uh- no he didnt! *crosses his arms*

Jasper: Oh really? I saw the whole thing and it seems like I’m right homie

Max: looks over at neil then back at his papa* HOLY SHIT YOURE RIGHT

Jasper: Don’t say bad words!

Max: *whispers* dad I think I like boys too

Jasper: oh wow i wonder who you got that trait from

Max: literally both of you!

Jasper: Yeah I know dumdum

Max: yall are g a y

Jasper: Why don’t you go try to like, calm him down or something instead of talking about who in this bus is gay

Max: *knocks on Neil's curtain that covers his room cot thing??* Hey dude, can we uh- talk?

Neil: About what?

Max: about what happened dingus

Neil: Fine.

Max: *sits on his bed* I'm sorry dude. I didnt mean for you to get pissed off or anything-

Neil: It’s fine, Nikki made me frustrated I guess

Max: *kisses his cheek* that never happened!

Neil: *oraneg* *red* I- WHAT??

Max: jesus christ you're so difficult neil *kisses thy neil*

Neil: *crimson*

-when they all have to s leep-

Max: DAVID WE'RE GOING TO FKING DISNEYWORLD?!

Time: it is now 6 pm when they get there

Jasper: WE ARRIVED

Max: YAY! *grabs his stuff and gets off the bus*

The rest of the campers: *get off the bus*

-when they get to their room-

Max: *throws his stuff on to his bed*

Jasper: *bursts in* We’re all going swimming woooo *throws floaties*

Max: ugh fineeeee *changes into swim shorts and walks down to the pool* sup losers

Jasper: Max! Don’t call others losers that hurts their feelings

Harrison: *loses pants cutely*

Max: pft whatever

David: max! You dont have your floaties on!

Nerris: you suck Harrison!

Jasper: Max! You might drown!!

Harrison: *pees*

David: gosh dang Harrison how many times!

Harrison: I COULDNT HOLD IT IN

Nerris: *literally laughing way too hard* HARRISON HOW ARE YOU SO STUPID

David: *walks over to harrison and gives him a towel and whispers to him* put you pants back on-

Harrison: I don’t know where they went!!

Jasper: hooey *>:(*

David: Nerris, since Harrison is your dearest most bestest friend, help him look for his shorts-

Nerris: what the hell! Why me!! I dont want to see his small thing!

Jasper: Nerris don’t talk back to David!

Harrison: twerking is fun

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( alex wolff, male ) did you hear how LUKAS TOZER is applying to columbia university as a FILM & MEDIA STUDIES major ?! the 19 year old is living in the WALLACH HALL. i heard that they got in because they are + PASSIONATE and +THOUGHTFUL, but honestly i think HE can be -ASSUMING and -CYNICAL. they’re a real MAVERICK. oh well, only time will tell if the SOPHOMORE will make it til the end.

about the mun !!

hi hello my name is sam (she/her), im 22, and im a big fat mess at all times :) um but a lil more about me is that i’m australian and a recently graduated film student lmao. i’ve been rping for like ten years now i think idk but i am a NERVOUS BITCH !!!!!!! and it sometimes takes me forever to reply to things (ic and ooc) bc of that so pls be patient with me lmao. anyway, happy 2 be here !! if u like this post i’m gonna assume u wanna plot with me and my idiot and hit u up !!! lets mcfreakin lose it !!!!

about lukas !!

full name: lukas joshua tozer

nickname(s): luk-ass idk whatever u can come up with lmao

age: nineteen

gender: cis male

pronouns: he/him

hometown: jackson, new jersey

date of birth: nov 4th

occupation: student ( film and media studies, sophomore ), cook/server at a nearby 24hr pizza joint

relationship status: single

drink / smoke / drugs: yes / yes / yes

faceclaim: alex wolff

positive traits: passionate, thoughtful, creative, ambitious, untethered, humorous

negative traits: assuming, cynical, insensitive, rebellious, resentful, irresponsible

if he was in a hogwarts house: slytherin

now some more dot points that are just me talking about lukas !!

was born in fort lauderdale florida but there is a vERY low chance he will ever admit that, he’ll just say he’s from new jersey. as far as he’s concerned, he’s always been from new jersey even if his family did move there after he turned twelve

speaking of things lukas probably wont ever tell u but i’m including them anyway: his family is kind of messy. not majorly but like a little bit more than average. he had two brothers, now he only has one. i’m not gonna include a whole lot of nitty gritty here i’ll save it for when i write the real bio and can actually do it justice but its the reason they moved from florida and it has had a pretty major effect on lukas over time obviously

he’s the baby of the family and he’s pretty much always been treated like one. it has left him pretty immature and irresponsible. still learning that his actions have consequences and that he cant just be a total dick all the time. he’s improved in those areas a fair bit since he started at columbia a year ago but he still has a long way to go

he didn’t ever really expect to go to columbia, he’s from a middle class family and his dad didn’t even go to college. he applied for columbia just as a might as well give it a go thing. like maybe it will happen. they had a film course and although the course itself isn’t really great, the connections to the industry available at columbia were valuable enough for him to try. he was wait listed up until basically the last minute, preparing to go to a college in boston instead but when he was accepted he knew he had to go. for himself, for his family, and for his lost brother.

obviously irresponsible attitude has led to some Bad Decision Making including but not limited to partying and drugs. he doesn’t prioritise that lifestyle over his school work (bc he knows how lucky he is to be at columbia at all) but he is a big believer that you need to experience things to be a great artist and he plans on being the greatest artist so bad decision town here we come !!!!

he has a pet goldfish named michael bublé pls dont nark

for more info on him click here to check his about page, no bio there yet but hopefully soon

wanted connections babey !!

course friends/rivals/anything: i am writing these before acceptances happen so i have no good god damn idea if any other characters are film majors but hit me the hell up if they are bc i would love to plot some stuff out

old roommate(s) : lukas was probably an entertaining roommate but probably verged on annoying pretty easily. he’s messy, gross, probably didn’t respect the do ur fucking dishes rule in first year ( probs still doesnt tbh ). but he also has a password to every streaming account plus a phat hard drive full of movies and shows that he is absolutely willing to share with u so just depends what ur into i guess. maybe this connection led to friendship or maybe they hate each other now. im down for either/both

dealer: hi welcome back to bad decision town. lukas isn’t into any hard stuff but is a big weed smoker (to my understanding medicinal cannabis is allowed but lukas def doesn’t have a prescription), then after that it’s kind of just experimenting. will chat more details if u wanna take this connection

booze leachers: so yes lukas is 19 but he has four, thats right, four fake ids. he is not willing to give u his contact for fake ids but he is willing to buy u booze if u pay him. dont hate the player hate the game

gang gang: pretty much just a close group of friends. i imagine all pretty relaxed, all pretty chill. idk what to say here except i want people to care about him and let him put on dumb movies and watch them with him and probably have dumb matching stick and poke tattoos and hog a communal tv to play mario kart but lets talk about it

fast food workers deserve respect too: as mentioned, lukas works at a 24hr pizza joint near campus which means he’s seen some shit. one of the things he’s seen multiple times is drunk student trashing the place. whether it be vomit, forgetting how to hold a cup, or bet try at a food fight lukas has seen it and he’s cleaned it up too. this connection could be that maybe he helped someone out and cleaned them up and got them back to campus when their friends ditched and now they look out for lukas too and its a positive connection. or maybe lukas hates their guts and spits on their food whenever they show up ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ who’s to say

hot girl bummer by blackbear: now listen here’s an angsty connection i want, and i def want to plot it out way more with whoever takes it on but basic outline of what i have in mind: they’ve kind of sort of been dating for a while but they’re just falling out of whatever they had to begin with. they were never official, they probs def fucked around with other people while they were ““““together”””””, lots of oh sorry ur taking it so seriously i thought we were just chilling bullshit. all of this girls friends probs hate lukas and he definitely hates them back. were probably once really good friends and had a really good time together but they’ve lost it. will they find it again or will it fizzle out? lets find out together xoxo

new girl(s) : i hate the connection title too but i couldnt think of anything better. we’re in bad decision town and now we’re going to thot street babey. since things have been falling apart with hot girl bummer and even before that lukas a little bit of a thottie. this doesnt mean he’s good at it, please also feel free for a part of this to be that they rejected lukas and he got butt hurt about it idk lukas being attracted to them is basically this whole idea and i would wanna plot the rest of it more depending on specific characters wooo

lukas is a bad influence: if u have gotten this far u may have noticed that lukas is not a very good influence at all. this is someone probs his age or younger that wants to loosen up and have a good time and lukas completely encourages that. bonus points if this connection is a combo with the above connection bc lukas is a gross boi and would be like wow listening to my bad ideas thats so sexy and cool of u ya know. but also doesnt have to be that ! could just be lukas thinks its funny and thinks that someone listening to him is just like good content that could get him on barstool

lukas is badly influenced: this is basic as hell but someone that tells him to leave his impluse control at the door and encourages him to be trash. probs older than him and i def see this as more of a masc connection than a fem but like all my plot ideas: lets talk about it. this one probs v much depends on ur character so gonna leave this one nice and short

lukas is good-ly (??????) influenced: also basic as hell and p much just the opposite of above. someone who is a good influence on lukas. encourages creativity and ambition instead of straight up recklessness. again, i see it as an older character but no gender seen here. a lot of this would be based around ur character so lets chat

michael bublé’s co parents: lukas has a goldfish named michael bublé (or just michael), i picture him having got it while high as heck during the day and just being like This Is A Good Idea. maybe ur character was with him and they were co parents from the start or maybbe they came into the picture later ??? i’m honestly down for whichever just give michael the love he deserves pls

and probably just about anything else these are just some ideas, i totally wanna plot further and brainstorm so please still hmu if none of these fit ur character we’ll plot something up !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#columbiaintro #( about. )

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