#also eat up you teach baddies

[sinnamonbun-in-purgatory]

You know how when you love a character so much that you have to make a freaking playlist for them when you draw?… I did that…

So have fun :)

[randomgurl2326]

Adam Relationship Headcannons

SFW

You two met after the whole Lilith and Eve debacle

You were sent to be his Guardian Angel down in the Garden of Eden. Honestly, he couldn’t care less about Eve when he first saw you

He was in the middle of the garden, talking to Eve and then you show up… man’s whipped. Simp I tell you

(Actually wished that you were made to be his wife instead of the baddie Lilith or the goodie-two-shoes Eve)

Again. Whipped.

Now, tho is guy… whewww. He may seem incredibly misogynistic to practically everyone around him. But he can be a total sweetheart

He would—if you didn’t know how to already—teach you how to shred on the guitar

Speaking of guitars, that gold strat that he had during the battle in the last episode is only used during a special occasion (case and point, when you two have a date night or after sex)

He also serenades you every chance he gets

After dinner

After a meeting

After sex

After just walking the goddamn promenade

I also think he would be heavenly (ha! See what i did there? No? Okay…) in the kitchen. Especially for date night. Adam knows how to make the best prime rib in heaven

(Lute totally hasn’t tried to blackmail the recipe out of him)

Adam is also very insecure about how he looks under his mask

Especially after having two wives ditch him for Lucifer

He definitely needs to be praised on a daily basis, even if it seems like he’s an egotistical asshole

Every day you tell him how handsome he is and he doesn’t believe you (c’mon have you seen him fuckin’ hot)

You two sometimes don’t see each other days on end because you both work so much. You being a high-ranking Angel/seraphim and him being well… the first man on Earth

If you guys go especially long for not seeing each other, you guys hole up a few days in your shared home spending time with each other among other things…

By the way, you and Lute are best friends, probably more than her and Adam

Like, seriously, if you’re not with him, you’re with her. Gossiping or fucking around, it’s heaven, there’s infinite things to do

You two are also very lovey dovey with each other

One time Sera had cover Emily’s eyes with her wings because you two were making out and feeling each other up in the middle of the Heavenly Court Room

Despite all of his faults, he’s a good husband to you, a great one actually. And if you two were to ever have kids, he’d definitely be the dad who everyone loves

He would introduce them to rock, punk, metal.

Definitely plays his guitar to get them to sleep every night

NSFW

Okay… he want lying about being the Dick Master. He can pleasure women, that is not a problem for him

Also, it might not seem like it, but he loves going down on you. Probably one of his favorite pass times actually

I swear, this man could make you scream his name within minutes. No joke

Don’t get me wrong, he loves receiving head

But just not as much as he loves eating pussy (Lilith and Eve missed out on that one for sure)

He also has a bigger dick than average

Probably 6-7.5 inches in length and hella girthy. Uncircumcised (duh), and a vein that runs up the bottom of it

Definitely knows how to use it

Every one within a five mile radius of your guys’ house… let’s just say I feel really bad for them

No joke, he is insane about pleasuring you

This probably also feeds into his insecurity about you leaving him (you won’t)

He for sure has a praise kink. Seriously, tell him he’s a good boy and he’s unraveling under your touch instantly

His favorite position is cowgirl (what can he say, he loves powerful women)

But he’s down for whatever position you want; missionary, warrior, against a wall, whatever

Speaking of wall sex, Lute has definitely caught you two more than once

The first time she did was when you two were in Adam’s office while he was supposed to be planning the next extermination. She came to ask him a question about it and there you two were. Goin’ at it like rabbits on the wall next to his desk

She couldn’t look you guys in the eye for three weeks. It was terrible

Adam also doesn’t seem like the type of guy to have sex toys or feel the need to use them

But, again, he’s whipped. So he’s willing to do whatever you want to do

Wont admit this to anyone but you, but he likes to sub every once in a while. Especially with all the ‘first man’ stuff weighing down on him he needs a way to get away from all that stress

Despite him making crude jokes about sex, he’s a very giving partner in bed

He had to make sure you cum at least twice before he gets his dick wet

Also, have I mentioned how good he is at eating pussy? Oh, I have? Yeah, well, he is (especially with that tiny bit of stubble on his chin… gahhh)

Just needed to get it out there

All in all, Adam is a very giving person in bed, can be selfish at times but will make up for it. He loves you too much for you to feel mad or upset (especially with him)

A/N: this was my first time writing for Adam and Hazbin in general. I hope you liked it. I love you all💚💜

[maika-aika]

Hellooo! Your writing is sooo fun to read that I've been rereading it multiple times now🤭🤭🤭 sooo I kinda wanted to request another post about reader fighting back against the bullies with crowe this time if that's okay, and take your time!

(ps, it's also okay if you ignore this, i hope you have a wonderful day/evening/night! ❤️❤️❤️)

GUARDIAN ANGEL

KYAAA THANK U SM GIGGLING TWIRLING MY HAIR KICKING MY FEET ♡!! I LOVE CROWE SO MUCH BROO!!! Did u know my first fic ever posted here was supposed to be with Crowe but I changed it to Sol instead cz I thought ppl wouldn't like it sobsob

☆: "Someone is creeping you out while hanging out with Crowe, surely you should teach them a lesson, no?"

★: Crowe x gn!reader

☆: Contains: Baddie reader yurr !! Downbad Crowe, creepy dudes, post friend group plot, mutual pining I need to breed him

The bell's ring echoed throughout the entire school, indicating lunch time as students hurriedly pack their things to rush towards their friends and eat at the cafeteria. You were calmer than your unruly classmates, screaming and yelling in excitement as they rushed to their groups and cliques. "Its like they've never experienced the lunch bell go off"

You mused to yourself, happy enough to know that you at least have one friend in your school. Yet he still hasn't shown his pretty little face in your classroom yet, usually he'd pick you up and walk you to the cafeteria, but it seems that isn't the case this time.

"Yo, (Name), I usually see your boyfie pick you up at this time, wonder why he isn't here" your seatmate puts his arm on your head, practically using you as an armrest, making you groan and push him away with red dusting your cheeks "Can it! He's not my...boyfriend.."

Your heart rate picked up as you muttered those words as an evident flush on your cheeks got redder, gaining you a knowing stare from your seatmate as a laugh escaped his throat, smacking your back playfully "Yeah. Sure. And I'm the president of the United States," he marked sarcastically, waving his arms dramatically.

You scoffed, standing up from your seat, and walked your way out of the classroom door, ignoring the cheerful yells and encouragements from your seatmate. "Get yo mans!" He echoed out to you, which promptly made you walk faster in embarrassment.

It didn't take you too long to notice him standing by a vending machine. Taking your chance, you tiptoed your way behind him and gipped his shoulders. "There you are!" You yelled, making him flinch in surprise, snapping his head towards you. His shocked expression made you laugh at his dismay.

He merely sighed and shook his head with a small smile on his face, "You're such a tease, (Name)" his voice was smooth as honey, eyes glinting in nothing but adoration. Oh how you looked divine when you laughed.

"Says you! It's not nice to keep me waiting for that long, you know! Hurt my feelings a bit.." you playfully sulked as a joke, but Crowe seemingly took it too seriously, brows furrowing as an apologetic expression dressed his face "I didn't mean to, there were just some things I had to do before going to you"

Seeing his obviously saddened face made you panic a bit "No—! It was a joke, don't worry! I didn't mind looking for you anyway. " You were quick to reassure, trying to ease his worries a bit, but he simply shook his head. "Still, I shouldn't have made you wait so long. You deserve only the best, (Name)"

His voice is so genuine, and how he stared at you sent shivers down your spine. He's always like this, always putting your needs before himself, always putting you on his first priority before anything else. Curse him and his prince-like behavior!

But before you could ask what he was up to, you felt a random hand hit your ass, laughter, and whistles could be heard as you snapped your head towards the source in anger.

A group of sloppy looking men with dirty uniforms and rolled up sleeves showing their tattoos chortled and snorted at you, as if their making fun of you getting angry with their disgusting actions. "Aww, what's wrong, doll? Wasn't hard enough? I can be more rough if you like"

The main, blonde guy leaned in closer to your face as you winced at the strong smell of his breath. Your expression made them laugh harder, giving each other high fives and fists bumps as if making you uncomfortable is an achievement.

"What do you think you're doing...?"

A hand protectively held your shoulder, making you look up. Crowe's eyes were nothing compared to what you're used to. Eyes that were once filled with love and softness were now filled with pure, raw anger. Yet, he was still gentle with you, carefully maneuvering you to stay behind him, protecting you like a shield.

The boys took one glance at him and scanned him head to toe, judging his every move. The blonde whistled and clicked his tongue, staggering towards the taller male "Watch it, golden boy. You may be class rep or whatever bullshit title they gave you. But these parts are my territory, so I make the goddamn fuckin' rules here." He practically spat out, his lackies cheering him on with vulgar words and descriptions.

If Crowe is pissed, then you're seething.

You hated being insulted, yes, but you hated it even more when people belittle those you care about. So without thinking, you stepped forward and faced the blonde head on, catching Crowe off guard.

"My territory! blah blah, you pissed on this school and claimed it yours like a dog then?"

A sound of surprise was heard from the blonde, even gaining a gasp from their lackies. Clearly, they weren't expecting you to fight back. Crowe got worried, fearing that you might be in danger now. "(Name)—"

"You think you're so fucking funny?"

Without knowing, the blonde grabbed you by the collar and slammed you against the vending machine. Hard glass hitting the back of your head made you groan. Yet you still managed to stare at your attacker dead in the eyes, not running away from a fight you intend to win.

He mocked you with a laugh "Doll, you look so cute when you're angry, but one more goddamn word from your mouth and I'm bashing your fucking skull inside this machine" he threatened, his spit sliding onto your face.

"Yeah? 'Cause I'm about to get real fuckin' adorable"

You raised your foot and kicked him between his legs. A pained groan could be heard as he instinctively dropped you back onto your feet, groveling in pain. But before he could fight back, you grabbed his hair and smashed his head so hard onto the vending machine it broke through the glass. Knocking him out.

You dusted yourself off before turning to the two, shivering lackies, huddling together in an attempt to look smaller and hide from your view. "Who's next?" A malicious smile etched your features, making them scream and run away with their tails between their legs, yelling out apologies and pleads for mercy until they disappeared.

You stood still for a moment, taking in a deep breath to ground yourself. Turning your head to look at the blonde's unconscious body and winced "Yikes...didn't mean to hit him that hard" you played with his arm, lifting and dropping it like a toy.

"Yoo, check it out, Crowe! He's now a—"

"Why did you do that?!" You glanced at him in confusion, eyes locking onto wide and worried ones. "Ehh? They were talking smack about you! I had to do something!" You responded with crossed arms and a pout on your lips. "The least you can do is say thank yo—"

Suddenly, you felt arms wrap around your body in a tight hug. You stood there, not fulling processing what's happening. "You're so reckless..." His voice was a whisper, not daring to speak any louder, not daring to let you go. You didn't know that your actions affected him this much. Slowly, you wrapped your arms around his gently.

His breathing eventually calmed down a bit as he let you go. Once again, there's this softness in his eyes, staring right at you as if you held all the stars in the world and placed it all in your eyes, tracing constellations in your gaze. You felt his hand cup your cheek with the same gentle motion, treating you like divinity.

"You don't know how worried I was about you, (Name). Really..." he leaned his forehead onto yours, his other arm wrapping onto your waist, pulling you two closer than before until your bodies are touching so close you could hear each other's heartbeat. And his was racing.

You scoffed, wrapping your arms around his neck. Both of you are in a daze of adrenaline to even process what the two of you are doing, but what mattered right now is each other's company and comfort. "My fault, didn't know I was such a diva" you made light of the situation, earning a sigh from him as he pinched your cheek.

"More like a trouble maker than anything," he retorted, which earned an offended gasp from you and slapped his chest in mock play. "How dare you insult your guardian angel! Oh woe is me. I am so pitiful!" You dramatically leaned back with the back of your hand on your forehead, he laughed at your playfulness and pulled you in closer to spin you around like a waltz dance and dramatically dropped you, his arm supporting your body as his eyes are solely focused on you.

He gently held your other hand and kissed your knuckles with a smile. "Thank you, angel.." he whispered so softly that it was barely audible. Your cheeks flushed as your teasing words died on your throat, rendered absolutely speechless.

You quickly stood up straight and pushed him away in embarrassment, looking away from him as you tried to calm down your beating heart "...That's cheating" you muttered and kicked the cement, glaring holes onto the ground in an attempt to make it seem your unphased by his shameless flirt.

A laugh was heard beside you. Feeling his hand take in yours again as he wordlessly walked you away from the ugly sight you left at the vending machine. Though he is class representative, and it is his job to keep everyone in check, he finds himself making exceptions for you. No matter how brutal you might get. If anyone from his class would have caught him right now, they'd blame him for favoritism.

But what's more shocking is that he doesn't seem to have any need to deny it.

Silently picking up the paper bag he left nearby, leaving you still unaware of what he's holding, Lazer focused on calming your heart. And oh, does he find that absolutely adorable.

Perhaps he will just slip the snacks and drinks he bought for you from the vending machine under your table once you need it.

Chat imma be fr here, lowkey hated this LMAO yrgghh felt like I could've done better but my class starts at 6 and it's already 5:37 HELPPP

[maleyanderecafe]

The Script Shop of Dreams (Manhwa)

Created by: Ao Xiao Ze

Genre: Fantasy/Romance

Fun fact, I actually did do the translations for chapter 5 I believe of this manhwa for a friend before it got a full on official translation. As of current about 25 chapters are out. It has similar plot device as I want to be a Big Baddie where the female lead is jumping through different stories, though currently, she's only in the isekai/murder mystery story. I do like this kind of idea so I hope there will be more of them in the future.

The story starts with with Luo Meng, a rich girl who can have anything, except finding a man named Mu Han. She met Mu Han a year ago, and he became her tutor. After confessing to him, Mu Han suddenly disappeared, leaving no trace of his existence. Annoyed at this, she starts to look for him. In this world script games, games that allow you to live different stories and different lives, have become popular, and also was created by Mu Han. To look for him, Luo Meng goes into a store called the script shop of dreams, and opens one of the scripts after seeing Mu Han's name on the front, causing her to be absorbed into the book. She ends up going into a murder mystery type story as the female lead when she was a child and immediately finds that the butler that looks just like Mu Han. After talking to the system, she finds out her role- to prevent the murder from happening in the mansion in the first place. She first ends up acting haughtily towards her fiance, only for the butler to step in when he tries to slap her out of anger. She tries to force an interaction with her and the butler, but due to the script, he ends up avoiding her. Still, despite the fact that the system states that all appearances are based off her own memories, the butler seems to have had yandere tendencies, knowing exactly how long she grew her hair out amongst other things. At night, she ends up getting kidnapped, and is able to feign passing out until she's able to escape. When the kidnappers go after her, the butler comes and chops their heads off. When returning back home, we see that the butler has had an interest in the young girl since he was saved by her, promising to kill everyone before finally killing her. Luo Meng continues to reject her fiance, though has to break up a fight between him and the butler, ultimately siding with the butler and asking him to teach her how to dance. The fiance writes a letter to the female lead whom comes to visit. Luo Meng acts rudely towards her new guest, slapping the tea out of the maid's hands and causing a mess. Luo Meng ends up kicking the female lead out of the mansion, where the butler promptly murders and hides the body of the maid who helped her. Luo Meng interrupts a meeting with the fiance and the female lead, using this opportunity to break off their engagement and kick him out of the mansion. The female lead freaks out, trying to attack Luo Meng, only to be saved by the butler, when suddenly the tradition of "Finding the bunny" releases. It's basically a towns tradition similar to finding easter eggs except it's one bunny. Her and the butler go out to eat food and participate in the festival before going to a hotel to rest. Luo Meng goes to the bar area to listen to the story of the "Finding the bunny" tradition.

It seems that her character was a rich noble who was given everything when coming to the town, and ended up choosing a bunny from two twins. She gave the oldest twin a large sum of money, causing the younger twin to get jealous. Soon after, the bunny bit the miss, with the younger twin watching from a secret area. She ends up being blamed for drugging the bunny, ultimately leading the town to drive her to her death. Outside, two people aim to kidnap her, only for the butler to kill them. A mob of people start to gather outside of Luo Meng's inn, with the butler even throwing the fiance to the mob. Luo Meng is greeted by the female lead and the two of them go into the room where the younger twin hid before. Here, the fiance breaks in, trying to get them to escape as he's distracted the mob for a bit. When they escape, the female lead talks about her younger twin and what kind of person she was.

As I said before, I do like the concept of Script Shop of Dreams. It has the same system as I want to be a Big Baddie, but unlike in that story, Luo Meng is purposefully looking through each story to try to find Mu Han. In the latest chapter it is implied that she will likely jump into another story that is more sci-fi, which I'm all for. I really like the idea of going through a bunch of different genres since it gives different and more unique settings (that isn't just isekai number 1000, though this current script is set in a pretty isekai like setting) as well as different types of roles that the main character must play. There's just a lot of possibilities to it that can be explored. The artwork in this is also extremely pretty from the various colors and the poses of the characters (especially the butler). There's a lot of mystery as well, not just in the current script but also surrounding Mu Han as well. Is the butler actually a yandere for Luo Meng or just the character she's playing? Why does the butler want to kill Luo Meng so badly? What are his goals? Is he actually aware of what's going on in the script or is he following how the author has made the story? Where did Mu Han disappear to? There are a lot of things that have yet to be solved and the story has just begun. The current setting as I said still plays mostly like an isekai style story, but with the main focus of murder mystery, not even giving the other characters names. The murder mystery is slowly unveiling though, showing the effects of the main character that Luo Meng is playing with the twins as her character's actions were the creation of this new holiday. The murderer seems to be the butler, but why he's killing people is something that isn't fully understood yet.

The butler for certain is a yandere for the character Luo Meng is playing, even Luo Meng mentions it herself, but why he's killing everyone and wants to kill Luo Meng is yet to be fully understood. He seems to have been conspiring with the people who kidnapped Luo Meng but ultimately kills both of them, imagines killing the fiance when they're arguing (and probably would have if Luo Meng didn't interfere), kills the people trying to kidnap her again in the inn, seems to take great care in making sure her diet is maintained, watches how long her hair is, etc. As much as he obviously cares about and obsesses over Luo Meng, it does make me wonder what he's plotting. He still plays the role of a butler and still is trying to maintain his composure, but we don't really know why. It's clear that Luo Meng's character saved him when he was younger and there is a significance to the snake eyes that is associated with him as well, but we have yet to uncover what's going on with that. Even then, when Luo Meng eventually jumps into another script, will the character that looks like Mu Han still be a yandere? Is it a one time thing or is it a trait that carries over? There are a lot of questions, and it is rather exciting, despite all of that.

Overall, a very pretty manhwa with a fun premise. Compared to a lot of other manhwa I've read, the pacing is pretty good and makes sense for what's going in the story and the artwork is really pretty as well. I hope that we will be able to jump into other worlds soon and that Mu Han really is a yandere through and through.

[thechaoticdruid]

Seriously, now!?

Astarion x Named!Tav

Plot: (Set in late act 1 early act 2) After causing a scene, embarrassing and being shouted at by their own resident wizard, Winnie storms off alone to sulk. Her monthly bleeding is upon her and is making everything seem so much worse! But perhaps her vampiric lover can make it all better?

Warnings/content: Period comfort fic (because I needed it), emotional MC, soft Astarion, Galeshaming (I'm sorry for constantly bullying Gale), Winnie is honestly being a bit petty, but Astarion doesn't care really, he's on her side anyway, angst, fluff, comfort, a wee bit of smut at the end, oral (female receiving), MDNI, possibly ooc moments, possible grammar/ spelling mistakes.

After finding only disappointment and danger from their failure at the githyanki creché, Winnie and her merry band of weirdos were now turning towards the mountain path that would lead them onward to Moonrise. They'd run into a little confrontation on the way, had to fight some undead baddies and then met face to face with the famed 'Elminster.' Winnie had no idea who he was, nor did she really care. All she was concerned with was that this guy came into her camp ate all HER cheese and then told her friend his ex wanted him to go kill himself. Needless to say the young druid was not that impressed. Despite dreaming of being a wizard as a child, Winnie had never heard of this man before. The village she was born in had been pretty cut off from the rest of the world so all the stories of heroes from all over were never told to the children living there.

"I can't believe you! Picking a fight with an old man." Gale exclaimed looking over at Winnie with disapproval.

"Last I thought you said the old man was the strongest wizard in the world." Winnie tilted her head in confusion.

"That's no excuse to get into a fist fight with him! Didn't your parents teach you to respect your elders?!" Gale shouted.

"My Gran taught me to kick ass if someone takes what is mine. Especially my food." Winnie huffed and crossed her arms. Granted Archdruid Winnifred the first was known for being a crazy old crone with a fiery temper and some outdated views. She also seemed much too calm when her husband apparently died in an owlbear attack.

Ah, but Winnie still missed her.

"Oh come on wizard, Winnie's little show was absolutely hilarious! Ahaha!" Astarion giggled. The elven vampire had been watching the chaotic scene unfold with a shit eating grin the entire time. The fact that the druid used none of her powers or weapons just made it all the better. Hells she even bit the old man.

"Hilarious!? She attacked one of the greatest wizards this world has ever known over cheese!!! A child has more restraint for gods' sake!"

"Oh, suck my dick!" Winnie snarled, quite literally making a wolfish growl at the bearded man before stomping off. Gale rubbed his temples before slumping off to his own tent.

"Winnie is rather eccentric at the best of times, but usually not this vicious." Shadowheart piped up, stepping over to join the vampire spawn.

"She has a temper, but I agree she's been acting more irritable than usual. You wouldn't know anything about this would you fangs?" Karlach asked looking over at Astarion.

"Must you assume whenever something goes wrong it's my fault?" Astarion crossed his arms.

"No one is accusing you of anything yet, but you have practically been glued to Winnie's backside as of late." Shadowheart raised an eyebrow.

"Just wanted to know if you knew if there was something going on." The tiefling female added. Astarion rolled his eyes before looking over in the direction of where Winnie had wandered off.

"Oh there is something going on, not that I'm the type to gossip about a woman's personal matters." Astarion ran a hand through his ivory curls.

"Fangs, we all know that's complete bullshit." Karlach looked at him with an unamused expression.

"Well, not about this! It's different. Even I have limits you know." Astarion murmured. He was well aware of Winnie's predicament, and if he had been completely honest he definitely would have gossiped about this sort of thing if it had been anyone else. "But perhaps I can go and calm our feisty little wolf down." The high elf suggested, hoping to keep the others from asking any more questions.

"Alright I'll go try to console Gale I think he's screaming into his pillow again...." Karlach mentioned before her and Shadowheart walked off.

Astarion looked over to where Winnie had wandered up, finding her curled up on her bed-roll under some trees. Winnie whimpered and groaned, clutching her lower stomach in pain.

"In a spot of bother are we?" Astarion looked down at her.

"Leave me alone Astarion!" Winnie snapped before covering herself in her blankets.

"Oh come on, don't be like that. I'm only here to help." Astarion sat down on the bed-roll next to her. "I know you're still mad that the mean wizard yelled at you, but if you want I can go and break his legs? Would that make you happy, dear?" Astarion practically cooed, a small smile formed on his lips as he ran a hand over her back.

"Maybe...." Winnie mumbled and glanced up at him. Astarion smirked, "I thought so." He gently caressed her head.

"I'm.....Sorry....I...I haven't been myself lately...." Winnie confessed before wincing again in pain.

"I know. I can smell the blood..." Astarion said calmly. Winnie turned bright red before hiding her face in her pillow.

"This is so embarrassing!" Winnie whimpered into her pillow. Astarion sighed before laying beside her.

"Well if it's any consolation...You smell absolutely delicious." He grinned looking over her before receiving a light smack on the chest.

"Don't be gross!" Winnie huffed, and then looked up at Astarion who was just staring at her. "I don't want to think about anything.... going on down there....right now... It's too uncomfortable..." She mumbled, before burying her head back into her pillow. Astarion frowned. Comfort was really not his thing. Whenever Winnie was feeling down, usually due to insecurities about her appearance he'd just bed her, compliment her and she'd be happy, but this was different. If she didn't want to be touched he was a little bit at a loss of what to do. Still, these gods damned feelings urged him to try something. Despite his best efforts to avoid it, he was growing attached to her.

"Come back to my tent darling." Astarion whispered as he pushed some of the druid's messy hair behind her ear.

"Astarion I just told you-"

"Not for that. I promise, just let me take care of you." Astarion sat up, looking down at the human female with a softening gaze. Winnie turned towards him and sighed.

"Fine..."

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Winnie followed Astarion back to his tent with her things, she waited a moment for him to go inside and to take care of a few things before entering and setting her stuff down. She placed her bedroll and blankets down before noticing him placing pillows down around her stuff. She stared at him, curiously. Was this all some kind of plot? She wasn't so sure why he seemed to care this much. Astarion would usually mock someone else's pain. Sure the two of them had been sleeping together, but Astarion was quick to return to his usual apathetic self once out of the bedroom so to speak. Mocking any acts of heroism she did.

"Wait here I'll be back." Astarion ruffled her hair with a soft smile. Winnie laid there on the bedding, nuzzled her face into one of the cushy pillows Astarion had set out for her.

He'll probably just want to feed on me later.... That's it.

Winnie reached into her pack and took out a small worn out green dragon plush holding it to her chest for comfort as she curled up.

The others probably made him go after me because I was acting like a lunatic.....They all probably hate me now....

Tears began form in the corners of her eyes as she slid there. Winnie laid her head on one of the pillows before taking in the nice earthy scent of bergamot and rosemary. Her heart ached as she thought about the elf. The druid knew in her heart that it was meaningless, that he was just using her for his own gain, but she just smiled and went along with it, wanting to stay lost in him for as long as she could. With Astarion she felt something no one had ever given her before. She felt wanted. Even if it was all just a beautiful lie.

Winnie huffed, squeezing her eyes shut as tears forced their way out and began to drip down her cheeks.

She could see it happening almost vividly how he'd approach her eventually after everything at Moonrise was settled and done with.

"What were you expecting, some fairytale prince?" He'd laugh at her naivety and shake his head when began to tear up. "This is what I do. I give you a moment of escape with a world endingly beautiful vampire and you satisfy my needs. Cheer up. There's really no one better you could have spent your first time with. Especially with how homely you are."

Winnie sobbed quietly into the pillow. Her mind running wild with self loathing thoughts, imagining several different ways Astarion would break it off with her. Eventually after a while the tent flap opened and she felt a breeze brush over her cheek though she refused to look over. Astarion slipped in, carrying a well stuffed sack over his shoulder. His crimson eyes gazed over Winnie's plump curvaceous form as he sat down beside her on the bed-roll. Astarion set down the sack near the entrance of the tent before looking over Winnie further.

"Darling, I'm back." He said softly before noticing the little stuffed dragon in her arms. "What's this? Really dear a stuffed animal? You're twenty three years-" Astarion stopped his snarky comment as he noticed Winnie's red puffy eyes, her nose sniffling.

"Winnie....Did Gale come by while I was gone? Did he say something to you?" Astarion clenched his fist, about ready to go and shove the wizard inside his own bag of holding.

"No.... Nothing happened..." Winnie muttered. Astarion sighed in relief before looking back at the sack he brought with him. He opened it, taking out some wine and setting it down near the bedding.

"Then why have you been crying, my sweet?" Astarion asked, a worried frown formed over his face. "Was it something I said?"

Winnie huffed and looked back at him.

"No...I'm.......I'm just overwhelmed... Everyone depends on me and now I've gone and made myself look like a fool." Winnie said, half lying and half telling the truth. "And my bleeding isn't making it any better."

Astarion then proceeded to hand the bottle of wine to her. "Perhaps this will help your mood." Winnie looked over the bottle before drinking some. The flavor was sweet with a faint hint of bitterness masked by blackberries. She set it down before noticing Astarion fiddling with the sack again.

"I may have found a rather generous merchant nearby." The pale elf added as he took out a wooden plate with a wedge of cheese and a chicken leg on it. Winnie practically drooled at the sight before shaking her head and thinking.

"Generous? Astarion, what did you do to him?" The druid crossed her arms.

"Nothing! I assure you, he is still very much alive. I didn't hurt him....Much..." Astarion said muttering out the last part with a smirk as he thought back to how he left the merchant tied to a tree after robbing him. Winnie sighed before suddenly grabbing hold of the cheese and taking a bite. Her face almost instantly relaxed into a smile as she savored the taste biting into the chicken next. Astarion watched her contently as he made himself comfortable on the bed-roll beside her. She finished the food before setting the plate to the side and relaxing.

"Thank you. I think I feel a bit better now." Winnie murmured before looking back at Astarion.

"Happy to help, although I do expect to be paid back in full for my trouble." Astarion smiled, lips forming an awkward looking grinch like grin.

"Oh....Um... Would this work?" She pulled down her shirt, exposing her neck and shoulder to him.

"A kiss will do for now." He said, moving her hand away from her neck. Winnie blushed darkly before nodding. The brunette haired female leaned in with her lips puckered before pressing them to his sweetly. Her kiss was chaste and innocent as in lingered upon his lips. He cupped her face, returning it before pulling back and pecking her forehead.

"Ahh!" Winnie grunted in pain as Astarion pulled away, hand moving down clutch her abdomen.

"Fucking hells, why does my body hate me!" She cursed.

"Probably getting back at you for not letting me inside." Astarion joked before moving closer to her. He moved a hand over her stomach. "May I? I won't do anything perverse. I promise."

Winnie bit her lip for a moment before nodding. Astarion slid his hand under her shirt and began to rub soothing gentle circles around her lower stomach. Winnie sighed in relief, before leaning against him. Astarion smiled and laid his head on her shoulder, continuing his motions.

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The next day Gale looked around searching for one of his wizard tomes he'd forgotten he lent to Winnie just a few days prior. The wizard groaned at the prospect of possibly invoking the moody druid's wrath once more, but that was indeed a very important book! Quickly he made his way over to where he remembered Winnie had set up camp before eventually being met with an empty space.

He turned and retraced his steps before looking over to Astarion's crimson red tent with curiosity.

The wizard stepped over towards the shelter cautiously until the faint sound of soft feminine whimpers hit his ears. Inside the tent Winnie laid back against the bed-roll, pillow pulled over her bright red face as she moaned into it. All the while Astarion had his head buried between her legs, one of her thick thighs slung over his shoulder as he feasted on her.

"Uh....Winnie....D-Do you still have that tome I lent you?" The wizard stammered out, face turning bright red.

Astarion's brows knit together in annoyance before he pulled his tongue out of the druid's cunt.

"She's currently quite occupied, Gale. Now do piss off!" The vampire hissed out before returning to ravishing the human female. Winnie herself wasn't able to form any coherent sentences while the pale elf had her in his clutches, but eventually later on she returned Gale's book to him and eventually apologized for the scene she caused yesterday.

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Note from TheChaoticDruid: Hope you enjoyed! I admit this is a completely self indulgent fic that was kinda a spur of the moment thing. I've seen a lot of period comfort fics that more so focus on the pain and mess than the emotional aspects of it so I wanted to put a bit of focus on that, cause honestly when it happens to me I have a tendency to be rather mean. Of course this is a little exaggerated for laughs in the beginning, but sometimes when it happens you feel like everyone is out to get ya and you wanna tear people's heads off over the littlest of things. I was a little afraid I might have made Astarion a little too soft, but given it's close to his act 2 confession I think it can maybe work.

~Druid

[alix-in-july]

the gods in Epic

I'm only going to be able to fully sort some of them because a lot of them appear only briefly

Zeus: Lion/Lion. Can you be a gloryhound if you're already "king?" Zeus doesn't play tricks but he likes games. He likes laying out all your choices and making you pick. These are all in the spur of the moment, though. When he gets pissed off, he just immediately smites you. And nothing pisses him off more than when Athena embarrasses him by beating him. He also likes being the "judgement call."

Athena: Bird/Bird. She sets up tests for people (the magical boar). She sees Odysseus, at first, as a project she poured time and effort into. She uses reasoned arguments to persuade the other gods. And she scolds Odysseus to turn off his heart and said his sentimentality is "not a teaching of mine."

Hermes: No idea, man. He's weird. He gives me Lion Snake vibes??? I'm really bad at sorting them because they confuse me. Hermes in the original was a Double Snake IIRC but this Hermes is just floating around trolling people with no backstory so I could see either.

Poseidon: Snake/Lion. His first words are screaming Odysseus's name: ODYSSEUS OF ITHACA!!! He then basically yells at him for an entire song and sinks all his ships but one. Snake:

In all my years of living/It isn't very often that I get pissed off/I try to chill with the waves/But damn, you crossed the line/I've been so gracious/And yet, you hurt this son of mine/That's right, the cyclops you made blind, is mine

If that's not a Snake primary, I don't know what is. That's basically exactly how I described myself a few posts ago. Just happily chilling UNTIL. Weirdly enough, he claims he wouldn't be mad if Odysseus had just killed Polyphemus instead of blinding him.

Circe: Snake/Snake. Her nymphs are like her daughters. She's only convinced by Odysseus when he sings about his love for his wife. She lures the men inside to trick them into eating the food and when Odysseus can't be beaten with magic, she immediately pivots to trying to seduce him. I could also be argued into Badger Snake.

Calypso: Snake/Badger. Snake for sure. From the jump she's singing about how Odysseus is the love of her life and that continues to be all she really sings about. Secondary was a bit harder but she doesn't lie or trick him like the Sirens and she doesn't use tools or arguments. She's just promising to take care of him and provide all he needs and trying to wear him down. She has that kind of Badgery softness even though she's a baddie.

Ares: Lion secondary. He is disgusted by Odysseus using cunning instead of just hacking and slashing everyone. I'm not sure of his primary. Ares focuses on Odysseus letting "his friends get devoured." But I think that could be Lion or Badger. Violence could also be his Lion cause, because he agrees once Athena says that Odysseus will make everybody bleed if he's released. I really want to say Double Lion.

Hephaestus: Badger/Badger I think, because he's most upset that Odysseus sacrificed his "cohort" and says, "Trust is not given, it's forged." He barely has any lines so this is tentative. We have a lot of doubles here.

Aphrodite: maybe Snake primary? Or else love is her "cause." She's most disgusted that Odysseus let his mother die waiting for him. No idea of her secondary.

I have no clue about Hera or Apollo.

[yzeltia]

Weird West AU -U'rahn-

Title: The Further Adventurres of Rrahn the Ridin' Lion Featuring: Desertwalkers AU by @scrollsfromarebornrealm Characters: Rhahn Chai (U'rahn Nuhn), Fordola Lupus, Arenvald Lentinus Notes:

“C’mon. You know I've got good aim! Let me have a handgun!”

“Not happening. And sit still will you! You're going to end up with another hatchet job,” Fordola hissed at Rrhan, gripping the nape of his neck to keep him still as she tried to cut his bangs. “You're too trigger happy. Last time you almost shot poor Aba in his arse and he about bucked Arenvald out of his saddle.”

A light breeze blew through their outpost, sending Rrhan’s hairs tumbling away as he crossed his arms and balanced on the stool they’d set up by the fire. His nose wrinkled a bit, some of the hair getting caught in the flames as it was carried away. “But I got the baddie! That counts. Not my fault the bullet took a clean path through him,” Rrahn huffed, pouting.

Arenvald chuckled, riding in on Aba, gently pulling his reins to slow him to a stop by his friends. “You did, though I think Kemakka would appreciate it if he didn’t have to clean up after us. We have other methods of subduing our targets than making them bleed. You’re also much better with the shotgun in terms of munition. Besides, one of these days you’re going to get outdrawn and make your poor priest pretty upset.”

Rrhan flushed then looked away quickly before wincing as he heard Fordola close the scissors into a lock of his hair. “Now you’ve gone and done it,” Fordola said, forcing his attention back up to her. “Why don’t I try giving you a shave next? That’ll teach you to be nice and still.”

Rrahn swallowed then hopped off his stool. “Ah, y’know. I like it kinda spiky like this. It’s a great job Dola! Best haircut ever. No need to fuss with me further,” he said quickly, before putting on his hat.

Fordola glowered toward Rrhan before pocketing her scissors in her belt while Arenvald trotted Aba around the fire. “Anyroad, word has it that guy making a fuss at the Saltlick was heard swearing he’ll take revenge on Madam’s Gohtawyn’s establishment. We know very well that she can hold her own but this guy’s pockets are apparently pretty deep. He was throwing money around in the town over, no doubt on business from our invaders from the east. We’re going to intercept him before he can cause a problem then send him home with his pockets turned out,” Arenvald said, leaning forward to brush some white powder into Aba’s forehead, creating a fake diamond to disguise his poll.

“Sounds simple enough,” Fordola mused, crossing her arms. “I expect you want to catch him with his pants down? I can go get the wig for Rrhan.”

“Nuh uh! Never again. Last time I was bait I couldn't get the corset off and my folks caught me in it. Had the most awkward breakfast you'd ever seen the next mornin’,” Rrhan said, shaking his head.

Arenvald shook his head, “No. I think we just catch him before he does something stupid. According to the Daybreakers, when he left the prior town they had a bit of arson trouble. The grocer said a stranger was buying rags in a foul mood shortly after Miss Gohtaywn ejected him from the Saltlick. Too much of a coincidence. The main street is too bright so we’ll keep watch on the back of the building as he’s more likely to strike there.”

“Rright Rright! Then we’ll put him out and give him the usual Night Pride fine,” Rrhan purred, tail thrashing with excitement as he put his fist up toward Arenvald, Fordola doing the same.

With that, Rrhan whistled for Nox, letting his Appaloosa hurry toward him so that he and Fordola could saddle up on her. Together, the three rode to the outskirts of town. Rrhan hitched Nox just out of view, making sure there wasn’t anything around that she could find to munch on before pulling out an apple for her. “Only eat this, okay? Nothing weird,” he instructed while Fordola rolled her eyes.

Arenvald and Aba rode off toward the side of the Saltlick, the former pretending to be meandering around drunkenly while Fordola and Rrhan took a corner, leaning against each other to feign themselves as a couple against the back wall beside a barrel. Rrhan beamed at Fordola who steadily glowered up at him as she picked at loose hairs on his shoulders. 

As the sunset, footsteps trudged forward followed by laughter. “Throw me out on my ass will you? Well, let me return the favour by serving you a cocktail straight from Garlemald,” the villain laughed out, striking a match as he held up a bottle of vodka with a rag stuffed in it in his other hand.

Taking action, Fordola lifted the lid off the barrel then rushed forward while Rrhan pulled out his whip. With a whistle, Rhan summoned Arenvald while Fordola jumped forward and slammed the barrel down over the match in the man’s hand before knocking him to the ground.

“What the-! You bi-,” the man started before crying in pain as a whip cracked and about his boot and leg.

“Better not finish that thought or we’ll let her show you why we call her The Butcher,” Rrhan warned before tossing the handle of his whip up to Arenvald as he rushed by. 

Arenvald tapped on Aba’s hind with his free hand as he held the whip and reigned in one hand. Soon the villain was crying into the night as he was pulled away into the dark. Fordola joined Rhan, put the lid barrel back then narrowed her eyes at him. “I hate that nickname!”

“Wha!? It makes you sound so badass though,” Rrhan protested, starting to trot with his friend to retrieve Nox.

“I don’t care. I should be scary enough without it,” she huffed, hopping up into Nox’s saddle before holding out her hand for Rrhan to join them.

“Well, we need another nickname for you. How about ‘The Lioness’?” Rrhan offered, squeezing his legs to get Nox to hurry along after Arenvald.

“You know Rrhanald. No one would be surprised if you got lost out in the wilds,” Fordola grumbled, holding onto Rhan as they rode.

“Huh?”

“Nothing.”

After a bit, the sound of their target’s cursing began to echo out toward them. Past some high rocks, Arenvald had dragged the man into a corner and waved his gun around to keep the other from bolting. Rrhan and Fordola arriving, they dismounted Nox then joined their friend, the former getting behind the man to tie his wrists while Fordola patted him down to free his pelpurse and weapons. 

“You won’t get away with this. I’ll be back, and I’ll bring friends” the man hissed.

“Sure you will. Though I hope they find you before something else finds you first,” Arenvald said while trading Fordola a machete for their prizes.

Fordola moved on, walking up to a cactus and shaving off the spines in one quick slash. Rrhan chuckled, hearing the man give an audible gulp as he frogwalked him to the plant to bind him to it. “You’re lucky we’re nice enough to make you comfy. Sometimes we toss folks against the cactus without any protection,” he said before pulling out a switchblade to slice the other’s belt and then down the side of his jeans.

“Wh-what the hells are you doing,” the man yelled out.

Rhan whipped the man’s pants away then beamed as he tossed them into a cactus patch to drag through and shred, leaving the man in his cotton smalls. “Just making sure you won’t mosey back into town too easily. Our good sheriff will see you in bars for indecency if you try to wander back in without your drawers so…if or when you manage to wiggle free you’ll have to go find your friends like that or be another town’s problem…But as long as the Ridin’ Lions are around, you get so much as five miles within the town limits you’ll find yourself right back here.”

“Though next time we’ll strip you and just toss you into the cactus,” Fordola warned.

“You’ll regret this! When I get out of here I’ll rally up my boys and I will come back. We’ll get you meddling-,” the man started up again before being silenced as Fordola hit him with the handle of the machete.

Rhan sighed then pulled out a small blade, putting it in the man’s hand on the other side of the cactus so he could free himself when he woke up. “You think we’ll ever run into someone who gives up quietly? I don’t get why they double down when they’ve already lost,” Rrhan sighed, turning as Fordola hopped up onto Aba with Arenvald.

“Just like a cornered cat. They don’t know what to do other than lash out,” Arenvald said before looking up as he heard howling in the distance. “We should get back to the hideout and figure out what to do with our prize.”

Rrhan brightened up, hopping up on Nox and heading off beside his friends. “We’ll turn it into the collection at the church! I’m sure Themis will put it to good use for the orphanage.”

“We can’t be giving all our earnings to your boyfriend, Rrhanald,” Fordola said.

“H-He’s not! He’s just um…,” Rrhan said, going quiet as he tried to think of what to say.

“I understand the orphanage is important to you, Rrhan, but there’s a lot more people in Stonewood that need the money too. Not to mention we have to take a cut every now and then to replace our gear,” Arenvald said.

“I guess you’re right there…,” Rrhan sighed before flitting his ears up. “Ah…you hear that?”

Arenvald pulled the reins on Aba, slowing him while Nox slowed behind him. The three looked back into the dark as a scream sounded out then quieted. “You think…,” Fordola trailed.

“Unsure…We’ll check back in the morning,” Arenvald said, looking up at the moon before nodding to Rrhan before hurrying back toward base.

Rrhan swallowed, staring out into the dark before shuddering. He felt a twinge of sympathy, not wanting to be out in the wilds of Stonewood and whatever else lurked out in the night.

[good-intentions-paving-co]

PreCure Wishlist 2025 :D

Saw @cure-rosie do this and it made me want to do something similar as well :D

also please assume every category will have a blanket "please have a deeper and more thought out story with stakes and challenges along with big happy moments." But this is a kids show made to sell toys and i need to keep that in mind.

THEME

I'm not to picky about themes tbh, these are the vehicle for the parts i actually care about. BUT, if i thought about it some id definitely fall into the IDOL THEME camp like most everyone else. (although i don't blame them for not doing it. you either half ass both themes, or spend more money than Toei is willing to get the IDOL parts right.) Idols would also probably be a music theme, but i wouldn't say no to something more orchestral themed as well. Video games i think would also be a really cool theme to do because it lends itself really well to new and boundary breaking things, as well as (i believe) be a really good vehicles for some important life lessons.

And for my crack choice: REFRACTIOM. thats right i said refraction. Bring back cure Prism! Make the fairy a shard of glass! every attack is just a handful of glitter! SEE THROUGH. COLOR SHIFTING. PLASTICS. whole year of just the most pretty gems and glitters!!!

COLORS

Yknow, another thing i don't find myself caring about that often. As long as the pink lead vibe is there im happy. And frankly Precure has always really excelled in this way. I mean they started off with black and white, and i never even once though of Summer as being anything but a pink cure. Sky was really the nail in the coffin. What i will say is i like when the abnormal main color is tied to the importance of the theme. Like theres no way you could have a "sky" themed season and not have the main be blue. and when you have a blue main theres no way youre not naming them Sky! it just fits so well.

but id like a blue (thats more sky or gelato and less a Fontaine, Ange, Diamond.) and if we get a yellow or orange id like them to be well done. cause i feel like theyve been good characters but poorly used laterly. other than those though i love color to much to care. pink, green,purple,white,fuckin rainbow according to toei, give me whatever :D

TEAM SIZE

First off i just gotta demand. DONT. PULL. ANOTHER.SATORU. All the pieces for him being a cure were there! it could have been amazing. i havent seen the movie yet but i doubt itll make up for it. I have really wanted them to do a strong duo again! we got 2 strong duos this season but its also been marketed as a 4team so it doesn't really feel like it. and before this it was Mahou and that didn't really care so it doesn't count either. i definetly want to have my cake and eat it to, so id want a strong 2team season but theres nothing like a good mid season cure reveal, but it needs to be really good and impactful. So i think they should reuse the sort of deal they had in Splash Star, but when you redeem they baddies make them actual cures with actual outfits and actual transformation sequence. Do it like episode 30 to 40 ish though, so we still get lots of time with our 4 cast.

EVIL TEAM

Minions<Manager<Boss<Franchise Owner<Directors<CEO

I want at least that much hierarchical depth, with focus on the fact that franchise means multiple chains to be dealt with. you can still have room for strong story moments with villians we meet and get to know, but this way its more exciting and it won't feel like theres a total of 6 bad guys. Plus this is true to life and not something kids don't need to know about eventually. You can have the blue cure's mom be a CEO and while we learn about the dangers of capitalism from the bad guys, you can also teach kids about the importants of responsibility when you have an immense amount of power. like a CEO or a Legendary Warrior. thats Precure as fuck if you ask me.

MISC

I want the colors to mean something and be acknowledge by the cast, so that when they have a "Rainbow" or something different/more complex it actually means something

Please Please Please have these kids think about the fact that they have a magical device that lets them transform...like if that were me i would go to bed staring at my magical brooch for hours.

especially when they look like really beautiful jewerly and less like cheap plastic. so ya please don't do that. ill accept things being unreasonably girthy, because its easier for children to hold. but animate beauty and sell cheap plastic, at least.

[vagrantblvrd]

Din and Grogu get stuck on a planet somewhere while running from Imperial remnants and ducking New Republic patrols and have a chance meeting with this scruffy hermit.

Well, scruffy-ish?

“Oh, I’m just starting out,” said scruffy-ish hermit says, a little too cheerfully for his chosen career path, but like the man says, he’s new to it.

And Luke, okay.

It’s not so much he set out to be a hermit this early on so much as he’s scouting out potential hermit lodgings and such. And if he’s really going to make a go of it someday (it seems the thing to do) he should check out the neighborhood, so to speak, see how loud it is at night and if there are any trouble neighbors and so on.

Din just looks at what’s left of his cape, this big ragged chick ripped out of it by something that tried to eat him and his kid and is like. “I can think of at least one of your ‘neighbors’ that might fit that description.”

And then shenanigans while Din tries to fix his ship - somehow the hermit gets it out of the bog they crashed into and got it back his his hermit home(TM) while Din and Grogu was asleep.

(When Din asked how he did it, seeing as there doesn’t seem to be the kind of machinery or other rigging necessary to do so, Luke gives him a little smile and a shrug and blatantly changes the subject - “I think your kid’s terrorizing the local frog population again.”- like he thinks Din won’t notice.)

Anyway, montage scenes of Din fixing his ship while Grogu helps by handing him tools and crawling into spaces Din can’t to connect wires and the like.

Luke, meanwhile, is off hermiting in the woods or whatever.

“...what exactly is it you think I do out here?”

Because.

Foraging for food for the three of them - he had some stored and emergency rations and such, but they won’t last long with additional mouths to feed, and also sekrit calls to Leia or whoever to let them know he’s still not dead - “Sorry about that, by the way,” and keeping them informed of nearby activity to with with Imperial remnants/criminal activity that’s Of Concern to the New Republic and odd, really, that Luke decided here of all places to try out the hermit lifestyle. So, so strange.

And, okay.

There’s a lovely little stream-fed pool in a forest clearing he likes to go because it’s calm and soothing and great for meditating or just getting lost in thought.

(Wondering at the odds that Din and his Force-sensitive kid ending up here at the same time Luke is, and anyway, yes.)

But then a day when Din just cannot figure out what the hell is wrong some Plot Convenient Important Bit of his ship and Luke poking his nose in and being “Oh, yeah, that’s always been a problem with ships like this.”

(Because one of my favorite headcanon bit to with Luke working for Peli Motto before the Star Wars happened to him, and general intuitive know-how he got from Anakin because  reasons.  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯)

Din sits back at looks at this scruffy-ish hermit-to-be and is like, “What.”

At which point montage scenes of Din’s ship being repaired now includes Luke who is somehow more of little troll than he’s already been and Din sighs so much, okay, so much.

But then the day Din’s ship is finally fixed and the area’s clear of baddies and goodies alike and Din chooses not to examine why there’s a quiet little oh in his head about that, because it’s not like he and Grogu can hide out here for forever, you know?

He still has to find a Jedi to teach his kid and there’s everything else to deal with, and it’s nice here, sure, even if Luke still has some trouble neighbors, but there’s stuff to do still, so.

Off they go, not expecting to see Luke again - but then there’s the whole mess leading up to Gideon grabbing Grogu and putting together a team to get his kid back and then the actual act of getting his kid back -

And some clean-shaven hermit-to-be steamrolling right through Gideon’s Dark Troopers and giving Din and Grogu this shy, bashful little smile like Okay, look, I can explain before things get a bit chaotic again?

(Because Bo-Katan and her everything - apparently she has Issues with Luke and Jedi in general and so on, go figure - and then there’s Cara laughing and laughing and laughing because apparently Luke’s a Big Deal and Din didn’t know - he’s been busy doing...things, Dune, no time to stop and read the space tabloids or whatever, which sets her off worse, because of course it does.)

Anyway.

At some later point it’s Din and Grogu and Luke alone in the cruiser hangar Luke landed his X-wing in - “That should probably be part of the explanation, huh?” - and said explanation.

Because Luke’s got his own Things To Do, what with being all the things he is, but after dealing with most of all that for the better part of a decade now the appeal of hermit-dom is pretty strong.

Oh, he won’t get to actual hermit-dom for a while, of course, because the New Republic is still getting its feet under it, especially with Imperial remnants starting to look better organized these days and such, and anyway.

He still has that Jedi school to set up somewhere, students to find and all kinds of other things to deal with alongside all that.

But he’s got the location for his school more or less pinned down (only a dozen places to choose from at the moment, which sounds like a lot but it’s a whole lot better than what it was not that long ago) and anyway.

Din just looks at Luke who has a drowsy Grogu in his lap, little fingers clutching Luke’s robes in his hand and is like.

*SIGH*

Because the scruffy-ish hermit he and Grogu ran into on that planet a while back was a Jedi - possibly the only one they’ll meet who’ll agree to teach the kid - who is also quite possibly the worst troll Din’s ever met.

And, okay, and.

Luke did come out all this way because his kid sent a call through the Force (what has his life become that he can think thing like that now? really) and helped rescue him, them, in the process, and anyway.

He could hand his kid over to someone worse, he thinks, than this.

Than Luke.

Which he says, more or less, and in the silence that follows thinks he’s said it wrong. The odd look on Luke’s face seems to back that up -

“Uh, what?”

Because Luke would be delighted to teach Grogu - kid’s a magnificent troll in his own right, after all - but, um. Din sounds like he expects not to be around for all that?

And then the bit about Jedi and renouncing “attachments” and Luke is like, oh, oh, right.

Because that worked out so well for the previous Jedi Order and all.

More explanations regarding how...stupid all that was (with all due respect, of course), but Luke would be something of a hypocrite considering his “attachment” to his sister and her husband and everyone else he holds close, and really, okay, really.

Feelings and such make a brief appearance because Din is like oh at the thought that maybe he doesn’t have to give Grogu up for the kid’s well-being, that he can still be part of his life, that Luke wants him to be, and that’s about the time Fennec and Cara find them and discuss the matter of what to do with Gideon’s cruiser and whatnot.

Luke has to go because Leia and the New Republic are going to need to know about this, Cara’s dragging Gideon back to the New Republic and Fennec plans on dropping whatever Imperials are still alive on a New Republic outpost somewhere before taking the spoils of the cruiser to meet Boba.

(Off to the side Luke’s just “Boba Fett?” to himself while R2-D2 makes R2 noises because more family-related Drama? Sweet.)

And then!

Din and Grogu off doing who knows what for a while there and dealing with the aftermath of the rescue, New Republic people popping in here and there for information and testimony and anyway, yes.

Luke is likewise busy, and when things finally, finally calm down hes poking around the old Rebellion base on Yavin 4 and the surrounding area when this oh so familiar ship lands nice and neat next to his X-Wing Luke hasn’t bothered to move to a hangar just yet.

(Or, okay. Maybe not so much with the “nice and neat” bit because it’s taken a beating recently, needs some TLC before it’ll be in top form again, but it has to be (mostly) spaceworthy to make it out here, so.

Yes.)

Din making noises about finding a Jedi to teach his kid and Luke with this soft little smile and warm feeling in his chest and a little oh of his own as Din offers reasons and explanations as to why he and Grogu are here in his own Din way, and Luke is just.

“Okay.”

Because Yavin 4 feels right, a good place for his school. It needs work before it’ll be ready, renovations and such among them, but it’s a start and he’s got the time for it now, and anyway.

This could work.

More than that he wants it to work.

Besides. He’s got years and years and years before he really has to consider hermit-dom, but watching Din chasing after Grogu who’s just discovered the local frog population, he thinks he might give all that a pass in favor of what he could build here.

(Meanwhile, Din gets caught up in the utter nightmare of BS that inovlves the Dark Saber and whole Mand’alor nonsense and by the time he makes it back to Yavin 4 for any amount of time the school is almost complete and there are more kids running around than he remembers from the last time he was there, and also.

Luke’s looking scruffy-ish again.

He gets a blank look from Luke when Din asks Luke to take him with him if he’s going to run off to be a proper hermit (Din doesn’t quite grasp the fine nuances of hermits and solitude, but Luke doesn’t have the heart to enlighten him about it just yet) and Luke’s like.

“We went on a retreat in the hills for a week, Din.”

Something about communing with the world around them while teaching the kids wilderness survival and suchlike and friendship and bonding purposes. Also for funsies.

But it meant Luke didn’t shave every day and such, hence the scruffyness, and anyway.

“But sure. Say the word and we’ll set out for a life of solitude. Together.”

(Okay, Luke doesn’t have the heart to tell Din about hermit-dom, but he’s not above teasing him about it, okay?)

Din giving Luke a look because the sarcasm isn’t appreciated, but anyway.

It’s nice to be back and he stays as long as he can before he has to go back to his duties as Mand’alor and it’s a Thing the do for a while.

Luke with his school and bouts of Space Adventures - this little smile he gets when oh, look, it’s the Mand’alor and they continue said Space Adventure together - and occasional political or similar gathering.

Luke getting all dressed up in his Jedi Best, although sometimes it’s his New Republic Best, and running into the Mand’alor and his retinue in their best and oh, the horrific amounts of “low-key” flirting between the two of them.

(Everyone is So Tired of the two of them and their ridiculous Pining, it’s awful, really.)

And then!

Din who has to choose a consort (because Plot Reasons) and Luke is really the only one.

(It makes some political sense, he argues, Ancient Enemy of Mandalorians and so on, brother to Senator Organa, but everyone is like “Right, sure. Those are your reasons. Completely believable.”)

And Luke, okay.

His school on Yavin 4 is doing well enough several of his former students have stayed on or come back to instruct younger students. He’s been thinking of starting more schools elsewhere, and look, okay, look.

The thing of it they’ve been trying to get Luke to Do Something about his Pining, and if that means ousting him from the school to get him to start a new one, say on this Mandalore they’ve heard (all) about from him over the years, they’ll do it, don’t think they won’t.

And it’s like.

When Din gets wind of the planned Ousting he’s like oh? and makes an effor to ~woo Luke like he’s ever needed to, and anyway.

It’s all kinds of ridiculous, sometimes blows up in their faces and goes wrong in the most hilarious ways, but.

It’s Din and this battered old ship of his he could never let go even if as Mand’alor he mostly travels on some grand, impressive ship, these days.

Din a little dejected after his latest attempt to ~woo Luke goes awry because he wants to get it right, okay, working on his old ship when Luke comes out to lend a hand. Grogu’s there too, more knowledgable about ships these days, it’s true, but there’s something to be said for being the helper and having Din explain what’s wrong and how to fix it like in the old days.

Moments like that are far better ways to ~woo Luke, and Din is just ??? because he’s not doing anything differently???

Which.

Anyway, anyway.

At some point Luke is just yes, and Din is a quiet, stunned oh, and off they go back to Mandalore where the whole Consort business happens, years and years in the making, and anyway.

Luke sets up one of his Jedi schools on Mandalore, and students show up or are brought there, and Grogu is one of them, because of course he is, and just.

They get a (mostly) happily ever after because enemies new and old and general idiocy every so often. Space Adventures and so on, and anyway, it’s good, theirs, and that’s what matters.

[realcube]

soft haikyuu!! boys with a baddie* s/o  😈

characters:  yamaguchi, hinata, suga, akaashi, nishinoya & tendou

tw// swearing

*(a/n): anon requested a kinda sassy, sarcastic reader and verbatim ‘she is basically a salt bag, but she also has like some sugar’  so i simplified that down to baddie :) so the reader isn’t really a delinquent but they are a bit rough around the edges uffabvrslbv 

Tadashi Yamaguchi

he definitely thinks you’re really cool and he wants to be just like you :O

bc you give off ‘bad bitch who doesn’t care about what other ppl think about them’ energy and what he would give tO HAVE THAT!!

so that’s when he knew he needed to be your friend >:) 

so he was like ‘tsukki, go talk to (y/n) for me >:)’ thinking that was his first step to becoming confident pfft

luckily, god was on his side though bc the teacher rearranged the seats and you and him were sitting next to each other 

hence, he got the opportunity to talk to you without it seeming too forced

you both fell for each other so hard

like he would act tough to try impress you but you preferred his natural softness while you tried to act uncharacteristically docile so you wouldn’t scare him off but he liked you for your boldness 

it was a match made in heaven 💞

he eventually worked up the courage to ask you out one day and y’all have just been falling more ever since

although, that doesn’t mean yamaguchi’s forgotten one of the main reasons he wanted to be with you in the first place

‘please teach me your ways, (y/n)!’ he pleaded, his head resting on your lap so you had to cover his puppy-eyes with your phone

‘no, tadashi. firstly, you’re sweet and gentle- you’re just built like that. secondly, i don’t have any ‘ways’ to teach you!’

yamaguchi continued to pry, ‘then how are you just so effortlessly self-assured?’

‘who told you that, tadashi?’

‘no one.’ yamaguchi poked the back of your hand to get you to move it, ‘but remember that time one of the guys in our class tried to make fun of the size of your head and you told him to shut up?’

you rolled your eyes, setting your phone aside before placing a brief kiss on yamaguchi’s forehead, ‘he said he couldn’t see the board because of my ‘big head’, tadashi; that’s hardly an insult. also, what else could i have possibly said other than that?’

but then you remembered this is yamaguchi you’re talking to; if that was him, he’d probably apologise, move his head aside then cry in the bathroom or sumn.

‘i should be the one asking you why you’re so insecure. i mean, i know everyone is a little bit insecure about something but you just take it to a whole other level.’ you mused, absentmindedly massaging his scalp

yamaguchi frowned, ‘exactly! teach me how to stop being insecure.’

‘no please, no thank you?’ you inquired with a snicker, realising that your habits might of accidentally rubbed off on him

bc just a few weeks ago, he’d be thanking you for breathing the same air as him but now he didn’t even say ‘please’ when asking for a favour 

gasp

‘please teach me how to be resilient, (y/n).’

you chuckled, leaning down to whisper in his ear, ‘okay, since you’re so polite, i’ll tell you my secret - but promise not to tell anybody else!.’

‘i promise.’ yamaguchi replied without hesitation

‘okay, first thing you need to do is go to the depths of hell and find satan hims--’ 

yamaguchi let out a sigh as he realised that you weren’t being serious then playfully flicked your forehead away, ‘rude.’

you beamed, pressing another kiss upon his forehead, ‘i know~’

Shōyō Hinata

let’s not pretend hinata wasn’t shitting his pants when he first heard about you from kageyama

‘they called me a shitty setter the other day.’

but kageyama failed to mention the part where he cut you in line for lunch 🙄 mans had it coming

like hinata genuinely thought that if he came within a 5 foot radius of you, you’d literally come for volleyball career

plus, hinata knew he had a lot of things to be insults on (mostly, his height) so he decided to keep his distance at first 

but when he actually saw you - rather than a vague description that kageyama conjured - he kinda fell head over heels

well, not only bc of your looks - he isn’t that shallow

but the same day, you dropped your purse/wallet on the walk home and ,mhsince hinata was walking behind you, he acted as any good Samaritan would; picked it up then handed it to you 

then you said something along the lines of ‘thanks, shorty.’

not shawty. lord- shorty as in short with a y at the end

and whether you meant that as a dig or not was beyond him - but either way, he fkn adored it 

also it doesn’t matter whether you are taller or shorter than hinata- he is still short-stuff >:)

by some miracle he managed to ask you out successfully and he’s kinda been glued to you ever since

like he wants to spend every second that he’s not at volleyball club/school with you 

and if you tell him he’s being clingy, he’s going to cry-

nonono jk jk

he’d probably be a bit offended but then give you your space

also, you noticed how he was really endeared by the tad mean nicknames you gave him like ‘shorty’, ‘short stuff’ and ‘ginger’

the only ones he didn’t like was ‘boke’ or ‘dumbass’ bc it reminded him too much of kageyama + tsukishima

so you started calling him these things - teasingly - more frequently 

and he loves it ngl

as long as you aren’t truly mean to him, he enjoys being called these things by you for some reason

so, his first mistake was assuming that you’d like being called these joking nicknames just as much as he does

you were helping him with english once and it’s definitely not his strong suit

same, hinata

‘look at that! you spelt all your vocabs correctly, for a change.’ you commented, peering over the desk at the paper sitting in front of him

his eyes widened and his lips curled into a hopeful smile, ‘really?!’

‘no.’ you snickered, pointing to the first word on the list. ‘your word was taxis - you wrote ‘texas’, dumbass.’

hinata let out an exasperated sigh, propping his elbow onto the table to rest his cheek on his palm

then, he had an idea ( •̀ ω •́ )✧

‘alright, stupidface, should i rewrite them?’

you gasped, furrowing your brows at what he just called you 

for a moment, you thought you might’ve misheard him but upon observing his smug expression, you realised that he really did just call you a ‘stupidface’ 

so you burst out laughing 

obviously, hinata was rather shocked at your reaction

‘hey! what’s so funny?’

‘di- di- did you just call me a ‘stupidface’?!’ you panted in-between cackles, clutching your stomach to soothe the butterflies

hinata jutted out his bottom lip and folding his arms over his chest, ‘yeah, what about it?’

‘that is so cute!- do it again!’ you demanded, enthusiastically slamming your fist against the desk

‘IT’S NOT CUTE!’ hinata barked, playfully flicking your forehead 

once you caught your breath, you took hinata’s hands and looked him dead in the eyes, ‘you’re fucking adorable, shōyō.’

the hoarseness of your voice making it sound like somewhat of a threat 

‘you’re adorable-er, (y/n).’

‘i know.’

Kōshi Sugawara 

he admires how strong and independent you are/seem 😍

and the fact you don’t go out of your way to suck-up to ppl 

he kinda wants to be like you in that sense but unlike yamaguchi, he accepts that he’s way too much of a people pleaser for that lol

so he sticks to admiring you from afar

then he musters up the courage to ask you out with some chocolate cupcakes; the same kind that you accidentally got on his blazer on the first day of second year :))

and you say yes (╯▽╰ )

also a big part of your relationship is aggressive positivity ✨😡

like if he makes a joke about looking crusty, you’ll promptly respond, ‘shut up, kōshi - you look so hot.’

or if you berate yourself for getting a poor mark on a test, suga will interrupt with no hesitation, ‘fuck off, (y/n), you’re literally so smart and hard working - you’ll probably get 100% on the next test.’

also when he’s around you he switches between canon and fanon suga rapidly 

one second he’s like ‘aww, are you stressed bc of school? i’ll bake you some cookies, baby--’ then you’ll jokingly make a comment about his post-practise B.O and he’ll literally get so defensive

‘WOW I OFFER YOU SOMETHING NICE AND THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY ME?! STOP BEING SO MEAN TO ME, COMING FOR MY INSECURITES LIKE THAT  - I WAS JUST ABOUT TO GO FOR A SHOWER ANYWAY GEEZ’ ┗|｀O′|┛

ISVBFELIAEA plz he is too much ✋

he just prides himself in smelling like ocean breeze 99% of the time so you really didn’t need to hurt his feelings like that when you caught him lackin c’mon LMAO

‘wait so are we making cookies or not?’ you inquired, stifling a snicker at his little diva moment

‘ofc we are 🥺’  

he’ll probably use red icing on one of the cookies to draw a ‘>:(’ face then hand it to you, saying that he drew you

he’ll also break of bits of his own cookie and feed it to you’re doing something that requires both hands like typing, homework, dishes etc

whether you eat it from his hand happily, decline his offer or bite his fingers off is really up to you 

and over time, he probably picks up on some of your traits too

especially being more straight-forward 

the team will never forget the first time he was chatting about something with the vice principle and ‘sorry, but i don’t remember asking’  fell from his lips 

everyone was shocked :o

tsukishima, tanaka & noya were so impressed tho

and so were you IVBEAOGVRN

‘wow, suga. you wanna be me so bad.’ you gloated, pressing your hand against your chest 

‘GAEIVBSLR leave me alone.’ he growled, toiling over the apology letter he was currently writing to the vice principal

Keiji Akaashi 

he wanted you to be the dark academia to his light academia pfft

it was very much love at first sight btw 

(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ soulmates  *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

the embodiment of opposites attract

he’d write you a poem/love letter to ask you out lol

‘you’re so sappy and lame, akaashi’ you scoffed in attempt to hide the smile that was tugging at the corners of your lips as your eyes finally parted from the letter to meet his 

he couldn’t help but chuckle, ‘so is that a no?’

‘-nonono!’ you shook your head rapidly, hastily correcting him, ‘it’s a yes.’

phew 

honestly, he acted all nonchalant on the outside, but akaashi would’ve been devastated if you rejected him

like he constantly tried to remind himself that you would probably say no, i mean he thought you were way out of his league. plus, it didn’t seem as though you were as much of a romantic as him

but fortunately, apart of him stayed hopeful 

now he was cuddled up beside you on a cold winters’ evening, casually drinking is hot cocoa as you both watched a disney movie (❤´艸｀❤)

he’s the type to not even care or retort if you call him stupid or whatever

as long as your context makes it clear that you’re joking 

he’d never call you those names back though ✋

to him, you’re always gonna be ‘love’ or ‘sweetheart’

also, he’s probably equally as sarcastic as you so that’s not an issue 

ngl he probably gets really insecure when you’re hesitant about PDA tho

like he just wants to hold your hand but he doesn’t want to force it upon you and make you uncomfortable 🥺

but also, perhaps you’re too embarrassed by him to kiss him in public 

so please occasionally reassure him that you love him (；′⌒`) that always washes all his worries away 

Yū Nishinoya

it’s literally canon that he likes ppl who show 0 interest in him (kiyoko, tsukki etc)

so it shouldn’t be surprising that he’s all over you after that one time you called him a midget 

to be fair, he had it coming - he stepped on your fkn toe >:(( 

he does everything in his power to impress you and get you to take back what you said 

‘hey, (y/n)!’ he calls out to you in the middle of the bustling lunch hall, ‘could a midget do this?!’ *backflips off the table*

or when he demanded that you come to one of his volleyball games so you could see what he’s capable of and whenever he makes a good receive, he turns to look at you in the stands and winks/ points

or when he actually studies for a test just so he can flaunt his slightly above average grade to you 

‘look, (y/n), i got a 49%!’ he waves a paper in front of your face, which you stare at before lowering your gaze onto your 95%.

but ngl..he really brings out that lil’ bit of sugar in you 

‘well done, noya.’ you choked out feeling your dignity slowly fade in your chest

he’s just so enthusiastic and charming how can you be mean to him 🥺

to his face, at least

as soon as he leaves you beef about him to your friends

‘he is so annoyingly bodacious - audacious! why does he feel the need to show me all of his achievements like i care??? and why does he have to be so cute while doing it???’

‘do you think you maybe have a teeny-tiny crush on him?--’

‘never.’

nishinoya probably asks you out pretty casually like ‘lemme take you bowling this saturday and i can show how good i am at that too!’ he offered with a bright, bold smile

‘sure, whatever.’

‘kay! it’s a date!’

‘wut-’ but before you could question him further, he sped off

nishinoya really likes to fluster and tease you 

you’ll be sitting waiting for him at the park or whatever and he’ll swagger in and shout something like ‘how’s my gorgeous s/o doing today?! i hope you weren’t waiting for me too long!--’

then you’ll have to quickly shush him before everyone with a 7 feet radius is looking at you judgementally 

he also likes to call you the most extra nicknames just to see you blush

‘good morning, my beautiful, divine, radiant god(dess) who i worship every morning of my life!~’ he sung as he waltzed into your classroom to spend lunch with you 

but he only does that bc you are so dismissive of his advances lol

like if you openly adored his kisses and nicknames, he’d probably do them sparingly  

oh and he calls you ‘my hunny bunny’ too - don’t ask why 

Satori Tendō

you gave him your number/snap for a project and he’s one of those ppl that just assumes that y’all are friend now lol

but that wasn’t nessicarily a bad thing bc you thought he was really cool and you were happy that you still got to talk to him even after the project was over 

not that you’d ever admit it tho (╹ڡ╹ )

he’d send you cursed memes at 3AM and you’d reply like ‘mood’  then he’d fall for you 

you’d also have random, deep convos in the middle of the night 

hence he fell for you even harder 

especially bc he basically just shared his whole life story with you 

he’d spill out all his insecurities to you then you’d reply like ‘ok’ then he knew he had to ask you out bc you’re the first person not to have left him on read

so he asked you to meet him in the park and you’d reply ‘no lol  🖕 ‘ 

then he’d just smile at his phone like ‘wow, they’re so in love with me’

he’s just so used to his friends being mean to him jokingly that he can’t even tell if you’re being serious or not

so he goes to the park at the time he put forward, and ofc you’re there even though you said no bc you didn’t want tendō to show up for nothing 🥺

he was ecstatic that you were there and he probably brought you an energy drink or lollipop then asked you out

and ofc you said yes

i mean- you had kinda developed a soft spot for the poor guy 

you’d let him get away with certain things that others couldn’t around you 

for instance, you’d let him borrow your pencils/pens despite usually not allowing others to get ahold of your stuff

but that was just coz like- he’s your trustworthy bf- not some random classmate who had no reason or motive to be kind enough to return your pencils 

also, you’d let him cut in front of you in the lunch line and he did the same for you

oh and please bully anyone who makes fun of him 🙏

[shadowpuppetteer]

Yes, hardcore characters with dark backgrounds are good. But I also tend to like good cinnamon roll characters. They are kind, they are caring, and they have big hearts.

But they also learn to set healthy boundaries for themselves. They learn that despite the world being full of dark things, they can still be good to people. They give edgy anti-heroes second chances. And eventually the right people come along and appreciate the living heck outta these cinnamon rolls. I especially like it when they have to make really tough decisions. They have good hearts but the world is not as black and white as we are taught so they really have rack their brains and come up with a clever solution that doesn't break their big warm huggable hearts.

Aang was my favorite character in ATLA because he was a pacifist, vegetarian, monk who loved animals and found joy in life, but he had this great destiny that went against a lot of that. He came to accept and master the avatar state so he wouldn't hurt the people he loved. He even found a new way of bending so he wouldn't kill the antagonist of the show. He found out about energy bending because he was looking for a different solution to a big problem. Rather than doing the usual slaying the baddie or bashing your problems, he found a middle ground.

Big scary armor on the outside, sweet, polite, cat lover on the inside. This is one of my favorite "don't judge a book by it's cover" examples in anime. He's a good balance to his brother, taking a moment to think things through and try to reason with their enemies. He's excited about all the food he's gonna eat when he gets his body back. He believes in the good of his brother and father. He gives people second chances. And it's much more heartbreaking to learn about how this big sweetheart is alone at night because he can't sleep with a metal body. It makes the Elric brothers bond that much more powerful in seeing what they would sacrifice for each other.

Okay, I can't really choose a favorite character from Voltron because they all work so well together, but when it comes to cinnamon rolls, we gotta talk about Hunk. He may be a scaredy cat with a nervous digestive system, but he's also smart, talented, and his cooking has solved a bunch of problems. Like making those crystal cookies that helped fix the ship's wormhole generator temporarily. Being there for Keith when they all found out he was part Galra. Making cookies for the mislead Altean colonists when they attacked the voltron team. That gesture that reminded them of home opened them up to help out the team. And he's the only dude to make the space goo taste good to the humans in the castle.

Bow is such a big sweetie that has a large amount of passion, intelligence, and patience. He teaches Adora about parties, horses, and all the things the Horde was lying to her about. He makes non-lethal trick arrows, is a great balance for Glimmer with his compassion, and he learns that he can't fix everything. He learns that being a friend can be hard and some things take time to heal. That's an important skill that's not really talked about in stories. Also he speaks dad and that's a great skill to have when deciphering puns.

Thank you She Ra for giving us two cinnamon rolls! Scorpia has got so much to offer with her strength, enthusiasm, and loyalty to her friends. But she also learns about how to identify toxic relationships and to value herself. I loved her story arch because that's a lesson most people have to learn in their lives. And he's not mean about it, she simply tells Catra that she's being a bad friend and leaves. There's no punching, there's no revenge, there's just honesty. Not to mention she gives the best hugs.

Yes I like edgy characters that learn the value of friendship. Yes I like the everyday characters who learn how to fight. Yes I like the shonen protagonists who persevere through failures and hardships to get to their goals. But I adore kind characters who learn about different types of relationships, learn to value themselves, and try to find different solutions to big problems because the lives of others.

[novacomette]

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Your everyday Ballet Dancer and your every night Break Dancer, Gwyn and Azriel cross paths by performing competitive dancing rounds on the rooftops. After an incident, involving Azriel to be forced to be Gwyn's dance partner until then. Working together, they combine their dancing skills in order to make their best performance for the audience.

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Chapter 3: Deja Vu

That day at noon, Gwyn was now on her ten minute break. She sat on the staircase near the elevator as she ate her granola bar. Her thoughts start to run wild as she imagines different dance battles she may have with Azriel tonight and just the slight idea of that made her lips quirk up into a smirk. Sadly, her thoughts popped away when an irritating voice snapped at her. “You’re eating too slow!” She turned around to see a white haired woman standing behingher, arms crossed and an enraged expression. “I don't need slackers sitting their ass on the stairs!”

Gwyn figured she woke up on the wrong side of the bed. She had half a mind to tell Merrill to mind her fucking business. “Clotho said otherwise.” She said instead. Even though Clotho was deaf, she made things very clear when needed. Merrill growled in anger and walked past her, purposely bumping her arm with her leg before disappearing into the hall. Gwyn wished her secondary teacher wasn't a workaholic strict witch and pretty much prefered Clotho’s silent sign language teachings over a scolding whenever she’d messed up. She finished her granola bar and stood up to head back to the theater when something sharp poked her rib. Usually this would happen when she was overworking herself but she’d been resting for almost ten minutes on the stairs. A familiar voice rang on the back of her head ‘Get out of there!’ She stiffened, breath quickening. This familiar feeling creeped up her back, making her stomach turn. A hand held her shoulder, making her jump with a squeak as she turned her head to see her other instructor. “Clotho?” Gwyn sighed in relief, but still felt the feeling of deja vu. “You scared me.”

Are you alright? She asked with a concerned expression. Gwyn didn't know how to explain her bad feeling so she replied along with her sign language.

“I'm alright, just a little lost in thought.” Gwyn said and realized Clotho was holding in a little laugh. “Um.. What?”

You said lost in thighs, dear. Clotho explained and Gwyn covered her mouth in shock and utter embarrassment as her cheeks flushed red. How can she forget her knowledge in sign language when most of the time she did choreography? Clotho patted her shoulder with a smile. Keep practicing and you’ll get the words right. She gave a reassuring wink and proceeded to go down the hall to her office.

Right there and then Gwyn wondered how a stranger could understand her clumsy attempt to ask them on another dance battle with body language when her sign language was near perfect and still makes grammatical errors.

Just then, her phone began to buzz as she picked it up. Gwyn recognized the number right away and picked it up. “Ayo, what's up Em?” She heard a small sneeze from the other side of the line. “Calling in sick?”

“Nah, just unloaded a dust bomb over here.” A bit of coughing was heard. “Wish I had more hands at the boutique but Nesta is out getting baddies and you are at the theater. But anyway, I'm calling in to ask if we are still doing that girl’s night this weekend? I rented this movie called 365-”

“Emerie!” Gwyn yelped and covered her mouth as she felt her whole face and chest heating up. “Sellyn Drake’s books are one thing but.. I’m not sure I can handle that movie.”

“Did you read the reviews after the movie?”

“Sorta… It was a suggested review on my google search and when I clicked to check it out, I almost turned into molten lava.” Gwyn explained and played with her hair. “I mean, we can watch it but if I turn into a hot mess, imma take an extra cold shower and head to bed.” She heard her friend’s laugh from the other side of the line and Gwyn couldn't help but chuckle a little.

“Fair enough.” Replied Emerie. “Tell Clotho I said hi and tell the witch of Merrill to go and get a lover her age.”

Gwyn laughed at this. “Ok. Cya this weekend then.”

“Cya soon!” Emerie said and the two hung up. Gwyn smiled at nothing in particular as she made her way to the theater. She began to hum a melody of her own on her way there while jumping and skipping. If only that kind of joy can last longer.

“You’re distracted.” Cassian said while tackling Azriel down. Grunting, he pushed him and used his foot to bend Cassian’s knee and push him down. “Shit!”

“You were saying?” Azriel said, face unreadable. Cassian and Azriel usually fight like this whenever they have the chance… or when Cassian feels like getting his own ass kicked. Azrel then pinned him to the floor and held his arm behind his back, performing a lock. “C’mon, judo training, self-defense training, you go to the gym for who knows how long.. and you still can't even make me trip.” He lets go.

Cassian stands up, rubbing his wrist. “Yeah, but I'm being serious. You’ve been distracted ever since you got here.” He said and went to his side of the ring to get a drink. “What, you got a chick’s number or something?” He said it as a joke but then turned when Azriel didn't answer, his eyes now slightly wide, making Cassian smirk cockingly. “You got a chick's number, right?”

Azriel went to his side of the ring, mumbling in response. “Maybe..” And with that, Cassian tackled him to the floor. “Dude! What the fuck!?”

“First off all: Finally tackled you down! Second of all: Dude! I’m like… so fucking glad for you right now!” Cassian said and helped him up. Azriel rolled his eyes.

“It's not that big a deal, she just happened to climb up the emergency ladder from my build-”

“Wait wait, how can a girl be climbing the emergency ladder?” Cassian cuts him off. “That thing is old and rusty enough to collapse.”

“Mhm.” Azriel nodded in agreement and proceeded. “She almost fell to her end if I wasn't there to grab her and pull her into my apartment.” How she was shaking by that sudden crack on his chest and how she pulled away as if she was invading his space. “That girl really does come up with anything that may be risky.” When he said that, Cassian looked like he was processing. “If you’re undressing Nesta again in your head right now, I’mma kick your fucking balls.” Azriel said and Cassian flinched, cheeks red.

“Hey, not out loud.” He said to which Azriel only chuckled. “But by any chance her name is Gwyneth Berdara?” Cassian asked and Azriel stilled in surprise. That was enough of an answer. “Figures. Gwyn’s one of Nesta’s bffs, she comes to my self-defense classes on Wednesday nights.” Interesting. Azriel didn't know the ballet girl could put up a fight if she wanted to. It kinda made him proud. “Anyway, she has it rough and we only see eachother on Wednesdays… or whenever Nesta makes a pj party back home or whenever I'm dragged into one of the dance clubs.” Cassian said as Azriel handed him some punching pads.

“About having it rough..” Azriel asked but Cassian shook his head for a no. Alright then, delicate ground there, Azriel thought and was more than glad to not delve there. At least not yet. Once Cassian had the pads set, he began a few combos. “Anyway, she’s very talented in ballet.”

“How did you two met anyway?” Cassian asked and Azriel debated whether he should tell him or not. Doing a set, he decided to answer him.

“We did a dance battle on the rooftops last night from across the street.” As he said that, his brother gave him an incredulous stare. “Turns out I wasn't the only one dancing under the rain.” He smirked and Cassian chuckled. The memories from last night flooded his head again, her copper hair whirling along her as if it was fire, raindrops being shot in different directions as she twirled. The recent memory of the color teal in her eyes. Yet, the only thing that had him with butterflies, or whatever it was, fluttering in his stomach was the melody of the seng that he and Gwyn were dancing to with practically the same rhythm and tempo. He snapped out of it. “Once we finished for the night, we agreed to meet up there again tonight… and that was practically the reason why she tried to climb to the roof in the first place.”

“To leave you her phone number?” Cassian asked. Azriel nodded.

“Apparently communication through body language seemed utterly ridiculous to her.” Azriel joked as the two chuckled at that. Cassian then looked at him seriously.

“Hey Az, changing subject real quick. The streets are heated up recently so do be careful.” He said. Funny, Gwyn told him about it when he left her in front of the theater but didn't tell Cassian.

“Mind filling me with what's going on?” Azriel asked instead.

Cassian shrugged. “Dunno for sure. Just that the streets are heated.” Not an answer but good enough for Azriel to nod and resume their training. Thoughts now wandering into what is causing so much commotion on the streets and why his heart ached with a weird deja vu. He didn't like it.. He didn't like it one bit. He didn't like how familiar the feeling was and that was making his stomach turn.

“I have a bad and familiar feeling about it..” Azriel said lowly.. Too lowly. This made Cassian jolt and look at him with a concerned expression, brows knitted together. Azriel then asked. “You don't think-”

“Last I recall, the guy died in prison..” Cassian said with a growl before straightening himself when Azriel asked.

“A follower then?” Cassian shifted on his feet. Azriel really hoped that it wasn't it. Hoped that his answer would be a no or an impossible.

“It's possible…” Fuck. If it's a follower, people are in great danger… the theater in specific.. Azriel swore his heart was gonna burst and bleed out by the thought, especially when he just met someone from there. He snapped out of his thoughts when Cassian held his shoulder, probably seeing the expression on his face. “Az, listen… We don't know for sure if it's the kind of follower that would follow the bastard that killed-” He stopped himself and shook his head. Azriel knew that he didn't want to mention his mother in front of him and he was grateful at least. “Lets not jump to conclusions.” Azriel kept silent for a moment before nodding in agreement, resuming to punch the pads and trying to ignore the thoughts that threatened to flood his head.

Once the two of them left the gym, both realized it was dark already. Azriel opted to walk all the way to his apartment, letting the thoughts about the death of his mother, the constant abuse of his father and biological brothers flood his head. He entered his building and jogged up the stairwell and up the roof while checking his wrist watch. 9:30pm. Only a few hours to see Gwyn on the rooftop of her building again. He then checked his phone and decided to send her a text.

A- Back on my side of the roof. Hope you’re ready to lose, Berdara.

Azriel hit the send button before facepalming. Was teasing her through text a bad idea? Just as he asked himself that, his phone buzzed and he saw her reply.

G- In your dreams Shadowsinger.

This made his whole body shudder but his lips twitch dangerously into a smile. He then texted her back.

A- FYI, that's my artist name.

G- Really? Interesting. What would you call me if I was in your league?

Something about her words almost unsettled him. His league? He wished it was about his type and not his dancing skills. He sent her another text.

A- Little Dove, but I'm open for suggestions ;)

Azriel muttered to himself when he sent her that wink emoji. Just as he was about to send another text, she texted back.

G- Probably Mockingbird but Little Dove works too.

Azriel chuckled, his smile reaching his eyes.

A- Mockingbird? Is it because of your poor attempts to mock me?

G- FYI, smartass, Mockingbirds are good at imitating sounds and are good singers. I see myself as a good singer so that's why I opted for Mockingbird.

Azriel shook his head with a smile as he typed, deleted and typed again before sending.

A- I like it.

G- ???

A- Mockingbird. Bet you can mock anyone and give them a taste of their own medicine.

G- Oh, that reminds me. Do you sing? 030

Azriel froze. That came out of blue, surprising him. He answered back.

A- Where did that come from?

G- There's 'singer' at the end of your artistic name. Is it because you sing?

A- The name does not mean I sing.

A pause..

G- Do you sing tho?

Azriel hung his head with a chuckle as he texted back.

A- Yes. Happy? -w-

G- Very ^w^

Azriel could picture that happy expression on Gwyn's face. He thought of what to type next when another message popped up.

G- I'm almost done. I'll be up there pretty soon.

A- I'll be waiting… Mockingbird.

And with that they culminated their texting. Both staring at their phones expectantly like they've confessed to a childhood crush.

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If this deletes on me again you will never hear from me again 😀. Alright, back to your regularly scheduled program 😊. Last time on ‘A Secret Admirer’ *cheesy intro music plays* Yn got hit by a volleyball 🏐, Shirabu instigated it 😈 and Goshiki accidentally let on that he might know yn better then he pretends to 😬. Onward to the show. 🥰

Now as you lie in the nurse's office, you consider whether joining the boys volleyball team as a manager is a good idea. Because if that's what it's like every day, then you might need to look into your health insurance😬. But spite and curiosity always trump concern for your well-being, so you instead focus on what today taught you. Goshiki is easily flustered😳 and Semi covered for him when he slipped up by telling you to go to the nurse's office. So either Semi was covering up Goshiki's crush, or Semi was covering up the fact that Goshiki knows who has a crush on you. God, this is complicated😮‍💨. So many hypothetical options. Good thing you're not the type to give up easily😏.

Now you get the job as manager. Obviously, Coach was going to look really shitty if he turned you away. And the first person on your agenda to bother is Goshiki. He was initially very hesitant around you, still carrying the guilt of nearly knocking you out with a volleyball, but with enough praise and telling him how amazing his spikes are, he’s eating out of your hand 🥺. You have assigned Goshiki to walk you to your classes, because ‘this school is just so complicated’.🥺🥺🥺😏 Which gives you the perfect opportunity to test him a little.

“Hey Goshiki, can I ask you a question?”🤔

“Uhh, sure what is it?”😳

“Well one of the boys in my maths class asked me out on a date yesterday and I-”

“You said no, right?”

“I haven’t told him anything yet. I wanted to see what you thought.”

“You should say no. You deserve someone way better.”

Next on the list is Shirabu, who initially had a bit of a vendetta against you. Why were you spending so much time with Goshiki, hmm?🤨🤨🤨 And giving him so much praise? But you know what to do yn, just fawn over how talented he is at setting and he’ll go all blushy and tsundere on you. Now we know that Shirabu is the smart boy of Shiratorizawa (you can fight me over this,🤬 he’s a med student time-skip😏) and it would be so lovely of him to give you a bit of help every now and then (not that you need it yn, you’re a baddie😌, but the more time with him the better). So you two start having tutoring sessions at his house giving you free tips on your maths and him and opportunity to vent.

“And I told Goshiki, I said ‘Hey, make sure no one takes those chocolates because there’s only one left and by the time I get back he’s got his grubby hands all over them.”🙄🙄🙄

“Ooh, were they from that nearby chocolaterie? I was thinking of going there this weekend actually, you could come with me and get some.”

“Why were you planning on going there?”

“Well I heard they make nice gift boxes and I’m planning on getting something for a guy I like. Do you think that’s a good idea?”

“Depends on who you’re asking out? Would I know him?”

Now amongst the chaos that is Shiratorizawa, you have a rock in the form of Semi. 😌 Responsible, but still fun (I aspire to be as cool as him😔). He’s taken on the role of breaking up fights when the boys argue about who you’re going to help and also teaching you the rules of volleyball, because y’know it is kinda relevant when you manage one of the best high school volleyball teams in the country🙄. Thankfully he’s patient with you (because let's be honest it’s confusing and even after watching haikyuu an ungodly amount of times I still don’t know how it works😬). Lunchtimes are your study time with Semi, hiding out in the empty band rooms and chatting about music and volleyball.

“No, a set doesn’t have anything to do with music - I mean it kinda does - but that’s not what we’re talking about at the moment. I’m talking about what Shirabu and I do.”

“Hey Semi, have you ever asked anyone out before?”

“Were you listening to a WORD I just said?”😐

“No. Answer the question.”

“Hmm. Yeah once or twice.”

“How’d you do it?”

“Just went up to them and asked.”

“Like face to face? No secret messages or confessions.”

“Yeah, that’s what I said, if I liked someone I’d ask them out to their face.”

“And you're certain about that.” 🤔😏

“... I said what I said. Why are you so curious?”

Now onto the life of Shiratorizawa, Tendou Satori himself😊. He is both a blessing and a curse. A blessing because he keeps the mood light, makes jokes and sends memes to the group chat😁. A curse because you are constantly running after him, trying to make sure he doesn’t get in trouble😮‍💨. You tape his hands before practice, confiscate his celebratory firecrackers and make him conveniently disappear whenever Coach is looking for him. And in return? You get to taste all of his cooking experiments as he walks you to school. Which is not always a positive because sometimes he uses more ‘interesting’ ingredients and you have to talk with him for hours about why fish doesn’t belong in chocolate.

“Tendou, I’m going to say this ONE more time, if you put toothpaste in a dessert I will leave the team's group chat.”😤

“You’re no fun. You stifle my creative genius.”🥺

“Sometimes it needs to be stifled. But if you have any strawberry centred chocolates…”

“After you were so mean to me? You have a lot of nerve. Just buy some chocolates instead, it’s clear you don’t appreciate my art.” (dramatic bitch, time to appeal to your ego)

“Wait, no please🥺. I didn’t mean it🥺. No one makes chocolate like you🥺. I’ll do anything.🥺🥺🥺”

“Really? Well I know what I can get you in future as a gift. I’m glad you like them so much.”

Aaaand Ushijima. You and Ushijima have an … interesting relationship. Mostly because HE JUST DOES NOT EMOTE. Amazing serve? 😐 Bad serve?😐 Wins a game?😐 Loses a game?😐 You cannot read him to save your life. You’ve also realised that the only way to get anything out of him is to be incredibly blatant and obvious. Unlike the other boys, who you regularly spend time with outside of practice, you and Ushijima only ever talk when you pack up after practice.

“Ushijima, can I ask you for some advice?”

“I do not believe myself to be very good with advice but I can try to help.”😐

“Well, a few weeks ago now I got a note from a secret admirer…”

“...”

“And I really don’t know what to do. Because I really liked the note that they sent me and I would have loved to talk with them, but obviously it’s anonymous. And I haven’t heard anything since, so I was wondering whether I should just forget about it? Because it might have just been like a joke and I’m not sure whether I should keep waiting to see if they say anything else.”

“...”

“Ushijima?”

“I think you should wait.”

You are at your limit yn.😤 Which is valid. You feel how I felt when this episode of ‘a secret admirer’ deleted itself on me and I had to retype it. No, I'm not still salty😀😀😀. You’ve been managing these boys for nearly a month now and all you have to show for it is grey hairs and some vaguely flirtatious comments. But hey, help sometimes comes in mysterious ways. You knew something was up when Coach didn’t ask you to start setting up for practice and instead asked that everyone gather around. And, low and behold, your first practice match is upon you. And you can’t help but to notice the look that the suspects give each other before coming towards you.

“Hey yn? How about you ta-”

“Oh? Are you the famous yn I've heard so much about? A pleasure to meet you in person.” 😏😏😏

Alrighty, second time lucky, please guys i need some validation😭

Yes boys GIVE US NOTHING 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻

In the words of Ushijima 👉🏻😐

Seriously tho this is so so good!!! I can't wait for more parts and to find out who the secret admirer is???? I honestly have no idea!!

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Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Synopsis: Peter comforts you after Brad plays with your heart

Dedicated to all my baddies who got their hearts broken by someone who couldn’t realize what they were missing out on. No one determines your worth. NO ONE!

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“U up?”

The routine late night text from Brad lit up your screen, causing your heart to race. You closed your laptop and picked up your phone, waiting a few seconds before responding to him.

“Heyy 🥰”

You quickly clicked out of the conversation after sending the text and went to your last conversation with MJ. You rolled over on your back and pulled your bottom lip between your teeth as you texted her.

“Girl brad just texted me” You sent with a giddy smile. It wasn’t long before you saw the three dots come up.

“At this hour? Thirsty” She sent back, making you roll your eyes. You could hear the message in her voice as you read it in your head.

“Stop. He probably can’t sleep”

“Cause he’s thinking about you 😉” She texted, followed by “🦗🦟🦗🦟🦗🦟🦗”

“Stop with the twerking bugs. I wish Ned never taught you that” You laughed slightly as you texted her back.

“Text your man and leave me and the bugs alone” She wrote back and you suddenly remembered Brad. You went back to your conversation with him and saw his newest text.

“watcha doing?”

Butterflies fluttered into your tummy as you typed out a response. It had become a part of your nightly routine to stay up and wait for Brad to text you. You never spoke in school, but you had been engaging in late night conversations for a little over a month now. You’d be lying if you said you hadn’t fallen for him in that time. It had been a while since you had a harmless crush on a boy and it was nice. You were so over consuming crushes that left you with nothing but confusion and heartbreak.

“Just laying in bed” You texted him, wishing you had something more exciting to tell him. The text bubble came on your screen and you held your breath.

“without me aha?”

The simple text made your breath hitch in your throat. You broke into a smile and held your phone against your heart before replying.

“Trust me lol you wouldn’t want to be in this bed. I’m drowning in pillows right now” You texted back, hoping to make him laugh. The read receipt appeared under your text and his bubble came up.

“haha. I’m hella bored”

“same lol”

“you looked mad hot in that shirt today. I like that color on you” He sent. You read the text over a few times before screenshotting it and sending it to MJ. You sent a simple “Aw thanks” and analyzed what he meant with MJ as you waited for his response. It was hu a dumb high school fling, but you really liked him. After dropping every hint imaginable that you liked Peter and him not reciprocating, you had decided to move on. Brad wasn’t exactly what you wanted but he still made your heart race. He was just what you needed to get over Peter. At least, that’s what you told yourself every night when you texted him.

~

The next day at lunch, you sat in a tired daze and picked at your food before letting out a yawn. A smile tugged at Peters lips as he watched you sleepily rub your eyes, wondering how you managed to look so pretty doing everyday things.

“Someone’s sleepy.” MJ nudged you as she stole one of your baby carrots. You snapped out of your daze and shot her a look.

“Quiet Michelle.” You used her full name to let her know you meant business.

“Up late?” She smirked as she jerked her body to imitate the twerking bugs. Ned’s face lit up and he did the same motion with his body. You and Peter shared a look and he let out a laugh.

“What were you doing last night?” He wondered, despite you looking like you didn’t want to talk about it.

“You should’ve just sat there and ate your food.” You shook your head at MJ, slightly annoyed she had brought up Brad. You didn’t want to talk about it just yet, especially not in front of the boy you were trying to get over. You not wanting to talk about it made Peter overtly curious. A plethora of scenarios as to why you were up late filled his head, none of them good, and he began to worry.

“What happened? I don’t really care but I would like to know. Just for context purposes.” Peter said quickly, lying through his teeth. In that moment, he cared about nothing more. Ned shot him a knowing look and took a sip from his milk carton.

“Sounds like you care.” Ned mumbled between sips.

“Just eat your hamburger and milk in silence.” Peter snapped, on edge now with the lack of information he was getting. He turned his attention back to you in desperate hope for an answer.

“Y/n was texting her man last night. Late last night.” MJ added as she wiggled her eyebrows. You playfully slapped her arm for spilling your private information and she gave you an apologetic shrug. Peter felt white hot jealously shot through his veins and he tried to keep his composure.

“Her man?” He forced a laugh. “Who?”

“Doesn’t matter. It was just a regular conversation.” You said to Peter but directed your words at MJ, with emphasis on “regular.” She made a face like she didn’t believe you and stole another carrot.

“A regular conversation with who though? Because I tried having a regular conversation with Becky from anatomy and she barked at me.” Ned spoke up. Peter let out a relived sigh that Ned was on his side. Ned knew all about Peters crush on you and panicked just as much as Peter did when he learned you had your head turned by somebody else.

“Maybe Becky from anatomy can teach MJ a little about keeping her mouth shut.” You grumbled and glared at MJ.

“Hey, my bad.” She shrugged. “I thought you’d be dying to talk about your little boyfriend.”

Her words hit Peter like a dagger as his face fell in defeat. Ned looked at his best friend with pity, wishing he could do more to help him through this difficult conversation.

“Y/n has a boyfriend? Haha.” He faked another laugh as his eyes darted between you and MJ. “And who might that be?”

“He’s not my boyfriend.” You said pointedly. “We’re just talking.”

“At 3 am nearly every night for the past month.” MJ added, holding up her hands in defense when you shot her a stern look. Peter choked on his milk at the mention of the word “month” and was handed a napkin by Ned. He was growing frustrated as he felt his anger building towards a guy who hadn’t even been named yet.

“Notice how no one has responded to the “who” question.” He quipped, hoping to get a real response this time.

“It’s not big deal. I was just talking to Brad.” You shrugged and took a long sip from your water bottle. The words hung in the air as everyone reacted differently. MJ was proud, Ned was confused, and Peter was, well,

Peter was shook.

“Brad Davis? The yummy basketball player in our English class?” Ned asked as he looked over his shoulder at Brad’s table. Brad sat with his arms leaning on a basketball as he laughed loudly at something Gwen Stacy had said.

“That’s him.” MJ nodded.

“Ned! We talked about calling boys “yummy”.” Peter said through gritted teeth. He was also staring at Brad, feeling his heart break at the thought of another boy claiming your heart without him even knowing.

“Fine. Scrumptious.” Ned rolled his eyes. Peter turned back to you with a heavy heart. You had a dreamy smile on your face as you stared at Brad, the same look on your face as Peter had when he looked at you. He never would’ve guessed you had a thing going with Brad Davis. He had never once seen you speaking in school, or ever heard you mention him before now. He had no idea how he had let you slip away so easily, and he was silently berating himself for it.

“You talk to Brad Davis every night at 3 am?” Peter asked quietly, clearing his throat when his voice came out shaky.

“Yeah. It’s not a big deal.” You insisted, wanting to move on from the subject. “He just texts me when he’s bored.”

“What about when he’s not bored? Does he text you then too?” Peter tilted his head to the side. You opened your mouth to answer but closed it when you thought about Peters question. Brad did only text you when he was bored. You were sure it meant nothing, but it bothered you more than you thought it would.

“Not really. Most of our conversations happen pretty late at night.” You answered.

“Interesting.” Peter nodded, swallowing thickly. He wouldn’t say it, but he was definitely thinking it.

You deserved better.

“And that’s when he’s at his flirtiest.” MJ leaned forward on her elbows and bit her lip.

“What’s that?” Peter piped up. Even if it hurt him, he needed to know everything about you and Brad. How serious it was, how it started, and most importantly, where you hoped it would go.

“Stop it, Michelle.” You whispered harshly.

“What was he saying last night? That you’re the hottest girl in our solar system?” She teased you as she pretended to forget.

“Hottest girl in the galaxy.” You mumbled.

“Oh!” She said dramatically. “And what did he say about your eyes?”

“The way they light up reminds him of an XBOX controller.” You sighed as you repeated his message. You made a mental note not to send MJ any more screenshots of your conversations with Brad.

“Isn’t that romantic? They’re so in love.” MJ wrapped her arms around your shoulders and made kissy sounds in your ear. You laughed at her and pushed her off.

“That doesn’t sound like love.” Peter laughed shortly. “That sounds like a rejected ICarly joke.”

“He told Y/n any guy would be lucky to have her.” MJ spoke up. “He obviously wants to be that guy.”

“What did you say that he responded with that platonic, not romantic statement?” Peter wondered as he tried to down play what Brad had said.

“I said not having a boyfriend was kinda bumming me out.” You replied and bit into a baby carrot.

“You know what doesn’t bum you out? Brad Davis.” MJ insisted.

“Do me bum you out? I mean, do we? Do- do I bum you out?” Peter stumbled over her words.

“Are you kidding me Peter?” You laughed. “You’re my favorite person in the whole world.”

He sighed a little in relief knowing that he hadn’t totally lost you to Brad. After all, you’d been talking to Brad for a month and to Peter for years.

“How come I never see you guys talking in school?” He asked, hoping that meant it wasn’t that serious.

“Yeah, why hasn’t he invited you to sit at the jock table yet?” Ned wondered.

“It’s not like that, guys. I’m not his girlfriend or anything. We just text.” You shrugged like it didn’t matter to you, but it did. You didn’t understand why you were the person he went to every night when he was bored, but he didn’t give you the time of day in school. After all, it’d been a month. You’d has some pretty deep conversations at that point and considered him a friend. You talked every day over text, but he acted like he didn’t know you in school. It bothered you, but you didn’t say anything.

“But you wanna be his girlfriend, don’t you?” MJ teased as she messed up your hair.

“Ew, get off of me.” You laughed and messed her hair right back.

“Let her speak.” Peter faked a smile, desperate to hear your answer.

“I don’t know. I just like talking to him.“ You smiled sheepishly. ”I wish I knew how he felt about me.”

“It’s been a month and you don’t know how he feels? That’s kinda weird.” Peter grimaced in hopes that you’d agreed.

“I figured that’s just how guys like him are. They keep you guessing.”

“Then you should ask him out.” MJ suggested and Peters eyes widened. “Then you won’t be guessing.”

“I don’t know about that. That seems like a garbage idea. We don’t even know if he likes her. Or, maybe somebody else maybe possibly likes her. Who knows what the future holds?” Peter stammered.

“Peters right.” You agreed, making him sigh in relief. “I cant ask him out until I know how he feels. Besides, he just broke up with Gwen and they’re still close. I have to be respectful and wait.”

“Gwen and Brad broke up forever ago. Go for it already.” MJ urged you.

“Or, hear me out, do not go for it. Just an idea.” Peter offered his own suggestion.

“Don’t listen to Peter.” MJ shook her head. “The last girl he touched was the nurse when he passed out during the tampon discussion in health.”

“I didn’t know they went up there.” Peter said in defense.

“Leave Peter alone.” You scolded her and reached out to take Peters hand. “Look, he’s touching a girl right now.”

“Aw, how sweet. Baby’s first boner.” MJ cooed.

“You’re disgusting.” You scoffed as MJ and Ned laughed. “Don’t you have people in peril you should be drawing?”

“Yes I do. I will see you later.” MJ got out of her seat and kissed your forehead. “Ask out Brad.”

“I’m gonna head out too. My lab partner just texted me “BURNING” in all caps and I have to make sure he’s alive.” Ned read off his phone. as he got up. “Let me know how it goes with Brad though.”

You watched Ned and MJ walk away and let out a sigh.

“How are we friends with these people?” You asked Peter with a gentle laugh.

“I have no idea.” He shook his head. You sat in silence for a moment, both deep in thought about your Brad situation.

“Hey, Y/n?” Peter said after a minute.

“Yeah?” You asked.

“You deserve a boy who gives you all his hours. Not just 3 am.” Peter said sincerely. You cracked a smile and took Peters hand again.

“Thanks, Peter.” You squeezed his hand. “And you’re right. It’s weird that I don’t know how he feels.”

“Exactly.” Peter nodded.

“So I’m gonna find out.” You said confidently and Peters face fell.

“You’re gonna what?” Peter asked in a panic.

“I’m just gonna do it. I’m gonna ask him out.” You nodded as you psyched yourself up. “I mean, we talk everyday, he flirts with me all the time, and he’s single. That has to mean something, right?”

“Maybe.” Peter nodded stiffly. “Or it could potentially mean nothing because life is meaningless and time doesn’t exist and gender is a social construct and everything is relative. Time is relative. Beauty is relative. Family are relatives.” Peter shrugged as he tried to talk you out of asking Brad out.

“You’re funny.” You chuckled and got out of your seat. “I’m gonna go find Brad. And stop reading slam poetry.” You pointed at him before running out of the cafeteria. Peter gave you a fake smile, watching you leave with a heavy heart.

~

You caught up to Brad outside of the cafeteria and quickened your pace to get in front of him.

“Hey, Brad. Can we talk?” You smiled brightly at him, feeling nervous butterflies fill your tummy, the ones he always gave you. It was probably the first time you had ever spoken in person and it felt different, but a good different.

“Woah, whatcha doing?” He laughed awkwardly and nodded at his friends to let them know he was gonna stay back.

“Is something wrong?” You wondered as he sent his friends away. You got the feeling he wasn’t as excited to talk to you as you were to talk to him.

“I’m with my friends right now, Y/n. Can we talk later?” He asked, looking around for who else was looking. You looked over his shoulder and saw Gwen Stacy waiting for him by the lockers.

“Oh, sure.” You faked a smile. He smiled back tightly and walked away, catching up with his friends and Gwen down the hall. You stood there for a moment as the disappointment settled in. That hadn’t gone as planned, but you were not yet defeated. He was busy and you had just caught him at a and time. You kept your nerve up the rest of the day until it was time to go home. You barely paid attention to your homework, checking your phone every few minutes to see if Brad had texted you. Finally, at around 7, he did.

“what did you need before?”

You grabbed your phone and read his text a dozen times, feeling the excitement fill you once again. Your thumbs danced over the screen as you thought of what to write.

“I wanted to talk to you about something” You sent, biting your lip to contain your excitement.

“shoot” He wrote back. You took a deep breath and copy and pasted the text you had typed out in your notes so many hours a before. It was already MJ approved so you didn’t hesitate to send it.

“I’ve really liked talking to you this past month. Sorry if this ruins our friendship but I really like you. I just wanted to tell you”

You read your own text over and over again before shutting your phone off and rolling onto your back and letting out a breath. You heard the ding from your phone after a few minutes and excitedly picked it up.

“woah”

That was the first text he sent.

Okay.

Woah was good. You could work with woah.

“I’m with Gwen haha I thought you knew that”

Op.

You could in fact not work with that.

Tears of embarrassment and disappointment came to your eyes as you typed a response.

“no I didn’t lol you never mentioned that?”

You threw the “lol” in there to make it sound like you weren’t dying inside. Despite the fact he had just turned your heart into hamburger meat, you didn’t want him to feel guilty.

“Oh oops” Brad wrote.

Oh oops. A month of your time and all you were given was rejection and “oh oops”. You blinked a few times as tears slipped out, quickly wiping them away on the back of your hand.

“When did you guys get back together?” You asked for your own peace of mind. Maybe they had just gotten back together a few hours ago.

“we were kinda just on a break. Prolly been back together a few weeks now” He sent and you felt like he had just punched you in the vagina.

“So what were you doing flirting with me lol?” You seriously wondered. You knew you hadn’t imagined it. He was flirting with you, despite having a girlfriend for the past few weeks. You sat up in bed to give the conversation your full attention.

“Well you’re still hot haha and she goes to bed early so” Brad wrote. You let out a sad laugh in disbelief and put a hand over your mouth as the sad reality settled in.

You’d been played.

Like Beyonce at a bachelorette party, you’d been played.

“can you do me a favor and not tell her about this? or anyone else lol. I just don’t want her feelings to get hurt” Brads next text lit up your screen and you sucked in a sharp breath.

“What a gentleman” You sent back and wiped your face with your sleeve.

“Lmao yea I try”

He didn’t pick up your sarcasm, somehow making the situation worse.

“I gotta go. I’ll talk to you later” You sent and shut off you phone, not waiting for a response. You climbed off your bed and ran out of your apartment, climbing the four flights to get to Peters apartment.

Peter opened his door to find you with tears running down your face, a fresh stream of black mascara smeared under your eyes.

“Y/n, what-“

“He played me.” You croaked, feeling your eyes well up again.

“What?” Peter asked in shock and opened his arms. You immediately ran into them and buried your face in his chest. Peter wrapped his arms around you and rested his chin on your head.

“Brad. He played me.” You sniffled. “He’s still with Gwen.”

“But I thought you guys were talking?” Peter wondered. “MJ said he was flirting.”

“He was. God, I’m so stupid.” You cried and pulled away. Peter lead you into his apartment and set you down on his couch. He ran to get you a box of tissues and began to dab your face. “He’s texting me every night about how hot I am and how much he likes talking to me, meanwhile he has a whole girlfriend that he doesn’t tell me about. How could he not tell me he had a girlfriend?”

“Because he’s a jerk.” Peter insisted as he wiped your eyes with his thumb. “He probably didn’t know if he was gonna get back with her so he kept you on the line in case she decided to move on.”

“Oh my God.” You sat up straight upon hearing Peters words.

“I’m sorry. That was harsh.” He apologized and tucked your hair behind your ear. He was furious with Brad for hurting you, but you needed him to be there for you right now. His feelings for Brad could wait.

“No. That’s probably true.” You hung your head in defeat. “I was just his backup plan. He played me.”

“He played you.” Peter nodded as he rubbed your back. You blew your nose and took deep breath before looking up at Peter.

“I’m sorry I came here.” You told him. “I didn’t know how to tell MJ about this. She was so excited for me.”

“Don’t worry about it. I’m always here for you.” Peter insisted and pulled you into another hug. You rested your head against his heartbeat and nuzzled into his hoodie.

“I wanted this to work. I knew deep down that he wasn’t right for me, but I still wanted him. Why did I still want him?” You wondered out loud.

“I have been asking myself the same question.” Peter chuckled.

“You…wanted Brad?” You asked as you pulled away a little.

“No. That’s not what I meant.” Peter shook his head. “Forget what I said. Here.” He handed you a pillow and you held it against your chest.

“How could I have been so blind? Of course he’s with Gwen. Of course he is! She’s pretty and skinny and blonde and a cheerleader and I’m-“

“-absolutely beautiful.” Peter cut you off. You stared at him for a moment as he looked at you, deadly serious. Peter reached forward and wiped a stray tear with his rough thumb, never breaking eye contact.

“Then why doesn’t he want me?” You whispered.

“Because he’s an idiot.” Peter said definitively. “The universe handed him something amazing and he threw it away.”

“I hear that all the time. But if I keep getting played, maybe it’s not the boys fault. Maybe I’m the idiot.”

“Y/n, you are the smartest girl I know. And on top of that, you’re funny and you’re creative and so damn beautiful. It’s actually annoying how beautiful you are.” Peter smiled and you chuckled. “I can’t listen to you talk bad about yourself because Brad freaking Davis doesn’t know basic communication skills. Y/n, you’re incredible. You were incredible before this boy played with your heart and you’re incredible after. No boy determines your self worth. And also, I saw Gwen Stacy peeling a banana from the bottom and I don’t think shes someone you should aspire to be like.”

You laughed heartily and leaned your head on his shoulder. He wrapped his arm around your shoulders and kissed the side of your head, settling comfortably into a silence.

“Thank you, Peter. I really didn’t think I was gonna laugh tonight.” You looked at him through your teary lashes.

“I got you.” Peter assured you.

“I know it’s stupid, but I take it personally when someone doesn’t like me back.” You shrugged. “I know I shouldn’t but I just do. It makes me feel like there’s something wrong with me.”

“A lot of people feel that way. Rejection can really hurt. Trust me, I know first hand how much it stings when the person you like doesn’t like you back.” Peter laughed sadly, thinking of you as he spoke.

“I know.” You sighed. “Usually I get over it pretty quick but it was different with Brad. He was the first guy I actually liked since…” You trailed off.

“Since what?” Peter pulled away so he could look at you. You chewed your bottom lip and stared at him, letting your eyes slowly trail down his face. You had already lost one friend today, you didn’t have much else to lose.

“Since I fell in love with my best friend.”

You could see Peter processing what you had said in real time. He went from surprised to confused to upset.

“You’re in love with MJ?” He asked, not knowing how he could possibly lose you to two people in one day. You squinted your eyes at him and looked to the side.

“You’re so close.” You told him.

“Ned?” He gasped and touched a hand to his chest.

“Getting colder.”

“I’m entirely out of options.” Peter nodded and you laughed. “You’d think me of all people would be better at this.”

“Why?” You cocked your head.

“Because, coincidently, I am also in love with my best friend.” Peter smiled shyly.

“I can’t believe we have to fight over Ned.” You leaned in and brushed your nose against his.

“I can’t believe we just admitted we liked each other without actually admitting we liked each other.” Peter’s laughter at his own joke was cut short by you kissing him, resting your hand on the back of his neck to pull him closer. He held your face between his hands, kissing away any heartbreak Brad had caused. When you pulled away, a gentle smile rested on his lips.

“I’m never gonna play you, Y/n. Know why?” He asked.

“Why?” You smiled warmly at him.

“Because I’m in this for the long game.”

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[yusuke96universe]

Turles and Lord Slug Team Up Pitch

Introduction

Hello guys, after watching MasakoX's What If Turles Turned Good parts 1 and 2 [which act more like an origin story for him within the frameworks of modern Dragon Ball similar to Super Broly] I thought I would share an old headcanon origin I had for another Dragon Ball Z movie Villain, Lord Slug and how it could make for an excellent part in this What If story that has captured my imagination. Also, it opens up a lot of potential avenues for ood DBZ storytelling.

I know he's considered one of the most uninteresting Villains in the franchise since he is essentially King Piccolo from space, but rushed in an hour long movie. Let's face it, a lot of DBZ villains aren't inherently interesting characters and usually are introduced as Pure Evil tropes

Trope Talk: Pure Evil https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1-XprjlATEo

Irrelevant backstory

very simple motivation

enthusiastic, zestful villainy

Pure self-confidence

Third -Act Breakdowns (where they are faced with what they truly fear and usually fail)

Afterward, they could be open to becoming a more nuanced character to explore as we've seen done time and again with cast of redeemed or evolved villains in Dragon Ball

A lot of the movie villains from the franchise would be more interesting if they weren't rushed or were expanded on and boy does Lord Slug bring a lot to the table if he is expanded on.

1) You could have Turles and Lord Slug form a dynamic duo that counterparts Goku and Piccolo. Turles is a trouble-making youth-filled underdog who has taken a shine to the crabby old man that is Slug. Turles could use a lot more modern methods to contrast Slug's far more traditional warmongering that he's developed over the centuries. (They did it a little in Xenoverse 2, but you could really expand upon it in a MasakoX styled What If) Plus, the Tree of Might likely has the ability to restore Lord Slug's youth since it canonically resurrected fossils, so Turles literally has the solution to Lord Slug's main problem plaguing him and is an open-minded businessman by nature. This hypothetical team-up of working together to gain more power, invade planets for their resources and overthrow the Universal order by killing Frieza before returning to enemies, acts as an inverse counterpart of Goku's and Piccolo's initial alliance against the Saiyans invading the Earth interfering with Piccolo's own conquest, but opened the doors for change in him and others.

2) Most likely these 2 would start off as enemies and have their forces face off against one another, but this struggle is a good thing in the long run because they could potentially provide each other, their own personal Third Act Breakdowns or at least teach each other recognize their own flaws and weaknesses to help each other grow as characters.

Lord Slug's backstory, retooled

Planet Slug

The most fun thing I found was that they gave Turles a proper origin story to build a character around, well I have a suggestion for a similar concept for Lord Slug that I think you guys could use in many different ways, but before that. Here are the facts. In the backstory I found in supplemental materials, it is stated by Guru that Lord Slug and other Evil Namekians could have possibly escaped the crisis on Namek and moved to far-flung planets in other parts of the Universe. One Super Namekian named himself after the Demon inhabited world he found himself on, known as Planet Slug. And judging from the movie, Planet Slug is most likely an icy or snow-covered planet since the Demons needed special suits to withstand the Earth's temperature.

By the way, I imagine that Planet Slug and its people could have a Mongolian theme. (I have a sketch I did for an alternate costume for Slug, but I don't remember how to post atm)

If say Lord Slug came to this planet and eventually took it over in the King Piccolo style, then I could see him having birthed a clan of Evil Namekian children to help him in this endeavor. So let's say there are about as many Namekians children as Guru or King Piccolo birthed, then they are likely different clans of Namekians on the Planet, including a Dragon Clan member capable of creating their own set of Dragon Balls. In this way, Planet Slug could act as an alternate substitute for Planet Namek, but one closely resembling how the team initially pictured Namek as a planet full of evil Piccolos, instead of the peace-loving farmers of Namek. Now, why would Slug be in space expanding his Empire and searching for Dragon Balls when his planet likely already has a set? In the movie, it's best not to think about it, but here is my idea.

Why Lord Slug is REALLY in Space

One of Lord Slug's offspring usurped him from the throne due to his old age and sickly body. So Slug was humiliatingly forced to flee his home or was looked down on as a non-threat banished him and his most loyal men off-world to live in shame and to never be seen again. So he is conquering other planets, partly because he is a refugee, but mostly because he is overcompensating for his lost and trying to help his ego by living in denial and reassuring that He is the Baddest Baddie who ever lived and terrorize/kill those weaker than him as he ever expands his empire, lamenting his old age and sickened body. He believes that if he was in his prime, he could take his throne back no problem and make them all pay for wronging him. Luckily, Slug doesn't need the Dragon Balls to regain his youth. If the Tree of Might's Fruit is capable of reviving fossils, it should be able to restore the Super Namekian to his former glory once again.

Turles's Crusher Corps vs Lord Slug's Army

A fun way they could introduce the factions to each other is as competition for a lush planet. Turles wants it for the Tree of Might, and Slug wants to freeze it for them for their conquest. They both are in each other's way, so they all fight it out. I think Slug has stronger minions, but Crusher Corps have better teamwork, and with Turles being in prime fighting condition, he would tip the scale in their favor much like Goku did in the movie.

At first, I thought Slug wouldn't be much of a match for Turles in his old and sickly state, a little trouble sure since he is the strongest, but that aged body wouldn't do him any favors. However, the first Google search result I got on Old Slug's Power level said he was at 79,000 so he's stronger than I first thought. (I thought he was around Nail's power level roughly in the 40,000) I also heard that Turles was around 19,000 but by the end of the movie was like 300,000. These power levels don't mean too much when reimagining the stories, just that Turles might have more of an uphill struggle. So, Turles would first have to eat some Fruit to win in a landslide and hopefully, the Terrafreezing process didn't ruin the Tree of Might's process.

Right before the killing blow, Old Slug might've mentioned something In desperation to save his own life. He could've brought up the Dragon Balls on his home Planet Slug/ Namek could grant any wish he wanted. This is just enough to stop Turles from following through with his attack, but it takes a little more coaxing for Slug to sell the legitimacy to Turles. A part of Turles thinks this might just be hogwash, but if this is anything like the Tree of Might, this could be a huge find. Another game-changer. He has his men take Slug with them as he checks in with the Heaters' database and finds there could be a kernel of truth to this tall tale. So Turles generously spares the old Slug's life for this useful tip which is met with some impatient ire.

If you hate being old so much, why don't you just use these Dragon Balls of yours to make yourself young again? -Turles

I would if I could, but... but I can't. I've been banished from my homeworld by my own children after they usurped me from my throne.-Slug

hahaha So you're just some washed-up old geezer trying to feel tough by throwing your power around at a bunch of weaklings. -Turles

Watch it! If I was in my prime, I wouldn't have ever let that rebellion get that far and even made short work of you and your men. If it weren't for that Fruit of yours, you'd be nothing. -Slug

WHAT WAS THAT. (composes himself) Interested in the Fruit are you, well I am not naive enough to let you ever sink your rotten teeth in one. At least, not for free. We, the Crusher Corps, are branched off of the Heaters' group who are known to deal in intelligence. If you have some more valuable information to pass on then, I could be convinced to trade off a leftover Fruit from our latest venture. Do you have anything else to offer me, old man?

(Slug’s low growling sounds are giving Turles just the biggest shit-eating grin on his face)

Slug could tell Planet Slug's coordinates, could act as their guide, or how to use their Dragon Balls, or even that they need a native speaker to use them and a password.

Turles throws him a Fruit as he is a businessman and honors his deals. This not only works in reviving the Elder Namekian, but the results are far better than expected by restoring Slug to his prime. Turles is both impressed and a little unnerved by this so he opens up a dialogue as he scans Lord Slug's new power. (he thought it would add a few decades back onto his old life since he seemed ancient, but it straight up made him young again) They discuss what had just happened and Turles's operation using the Tree of Might's Fruit to amass enough power for him and his men to kill Frieza and possibly overthrow him. Lord Slug in the meantime has been enjoying his youthful appearance and renewed vigor during the conversation, not looking Turles in the eye, but still expressing interest in this operation and compliments the plan. Turles offers a proposition to Lord Slug to join them on this endeavor if he helps them get those "Dragon Balls" he mentioned right before.

That's right. You're interested in the Dragon Balls, are you? Well, I am interested in that Tree of yours. It could keep someone young and strong forever, and this whole operation of yours is simply remarkable! -Slug

So you're in? -Turles

Remarkable enough for me to take it for myself! So I'll be doing just that! - Slug

Round 2 Super Namekian Rampages

The Super Namek overwhelms all of them, even Turles, after just eating a bunch of fruit, the gap is just too wide. He sadistically tortures them and strikes fear into their hearts. Turles isn't just put on the backfoot, he ends up on the brink of life and death. He needs to reach down deep, and something in him snaps, could be his Saiyan pride, could be becoming helpless and at someone else's mercy, could even be one of his men, that unbeknownst to himself, he had grown fond of perished, his regret for overly relying on outside gains to accomplish his ambitions. Don't know, don't care, but something doesn't sit right with Turles and this something acts as the catalyst for him to transform, but not into the traditional Super Saiyan we've all come to know. No, Turles goes into the False Super Saiyan state and overwhelms the Super Namek almost beat for beat like FSSJ Goku vs Slug from the movie, but this time, it lasts the duration of the fight. It's more of a SSJ Goku vs Frieza kind of fight with Turles's victory.

Turles diet of Tree of Might fruit has affected his body's genes and so when he transforms it's not the traditional SSJ form like everyone else, but the False Super Saiyan state that Goku used against Lord Slug. (The Saiyan loses their pupils and also uses SSJ's original color scheme with the flickering red and black hair and the orange skin with a lingering Aura effect) They could have a lot of fun with the benefits and drawbacks this form and its potential evolutions could have. False SSJ potentially falls into the theme of using Fruit as a shortcut to power vs earning the power legitimately or as a simple means to contrast with Goku.

Post Fight ~ Alliance?

Slug doesn't die though, or if he does, Turles is smart enough to revive him with the Tree of Might's extract in a similar way as the fossilized twins were. The reason is simple, Turles believes that Slug's knowledge of his people is going to be essential in the nearby future, and since he's shown whose boss by dominating the Super Namekian, they can now work together to overthrow stronger enemies like Frieza by using his Planet's Dragon Balls. The Crusher Corps gets a guide and an ally; Slug gets his revenge and the prospect of taking Frieza's empire for himself by joining this operation is too much for him to pass up. This is a temporary truce to defeat stronger opponents and gain power, but once that is over, they are going back to killing one another similar to how Goku and Piccolo formed an alliance against the Saiyans invading earth.

1) A Super Namekian could exploit their race's fusion ability through some method of Mind Control like in the original Broly movie. So Slug or his evil offspring could literally absorb one another or even someone as powerful as Nail or Piccolo if the influence is strong enough to join together. And Turles with the Heaters' resources might just be able to provide a means to provide Slug this, with some precautions of course.

2) Slug might have knowledge of Kai and Demon Realms considering he is both an older Namekian like Guru, and the fact that he Planet Slug is literally inhabited by Demons, a different breed of Demons, but still Demons nonetheless. In the games, the Tree of Might's Fruit had its effects amplified in the Demon Realm, but the same might be said if the Tree is planted on the World of the Supreme Kais or Beerus' planet. It's just a possible option for later down the line, but if there was ever a planet that could sustain that Tree and boosts its effects it would be one of these places.

This is it, I know MasakoX likes to do the space opera thing with multiple factions and also like to mix things up from the original story from time to time, so I thought Planet Slug would be an interesting means to do so and giving Turles a partner to bounce off of is typical Toriyama writing, could even open up new avenues to explore.

Am I expecting this to happen. Honestly, I have low expectations MasakoX and his team would do this and they got their own plans of inserting Turles into the main story likely connected to the character in the hood (who is probably Zamasu for some reason like in the Gero What If) or one of the Saiyans from Turles' team or even eager to get him into the main story with the Z-Cast, possibly trying to win Gohan to his side, but getting converted by him like what happened to Piccolo, but I don't mind. My expectations are low, but my hype is through the roof, and needed to share my fan theories with someone.

[bnha-butterfly]

What type of partners are the bakusquad?

An: here’s a break from the Autism headcannons for some good ole fluffy headcannons I have for the bakusquad. Starting with the ladies cus they never get the love they deserve. 

Mina Ashido

Energetic ball of sun gf

Probably is always touching you. Shes leaning on you if you next to her, has her hand resting on your lap while watching TV, holds your hand while walking.

Soft kisses on sunday mornings sleeping in

Whispered “I love you’s” in the quiet spaces of loud parties

Thrift shopping dates!!!

Takes you to places y’all can get some of the best pictures at. Like she’ll take you to the museum of illusions or somewhere scenic

Y’all have an untouchable Instagram aesthetics. Likely y’all are The Instagram couple

Jiro Kyokya

Alternative baddie gf

Spends hours curating the perfect playlist for you

Music dates!!

Takes you to concerts or to the studio when she records music

Casual dates in her dorm room! Both of you just chilling together listening to music and talking

Writes song lyrics about you

Late night calls and talking about life

Not very outwardly affectionate but pays attention to you. What you like, what you dislike, what you absolutely can’t stand

That on thing you really wanted that you mentioned 2 months ago? She buys it for you just out of the blue.

Y’all are either the Alt baddie couple Or the opposites attract type of couple

Sero Hanta

Soft stoner bf with like a dash of skate rat for flavor✨✨

Out Latin king treats you like the most valuable thing in his life

You smoke? Bet your ass you never pay for your own weed.

Don’t smoke? Bet, just come chill with him and play video games in his dorm room

Teaches you how to skateboard

You can talk to him about everything and anything and he’ll listen

Wanna talk about how much Bakugou was being an ass today? Go for it

Always has your favorite snacks/drinks in his dorm

Late night trips to 7/11 followed but you both sitting in the empty parking lot and talking about random life stuff

Whispers “ ¿Dame un beso?” to you while your lips are like centimeters apart.

Kaminari Denki

Meme king bf

Always knows how to make you laugh even if you’ve had the worst day ever

Is the biggest simp for you and proud of it

Sends you memes at 3am

Pushes you out of your comfort zone to try new things

Y’all have inside jokes for days

Type of relationship where if you make eye contact with each other from across the room you both burst out laughing.

Text you “you up?” at like 2am to ask if you wanna go get McDonald’s with him cus he’s craving chicken nuggets

Asks for a million kisses before you leave

“Babe one more kiss 🥺?” “Kami we’ve kissed like 20 times already 😒”

You always give him another kiss tho

Minecraft dates

Kirishima Ejiro

Golden retriever bf

Looks at you like you hung the stars and the moon in the sky

Gym dates!! He’ll take you with him if you want and he acts like your personal trainer

Your biggest hype man!! Insecurities stand no chance when he’s around.

Brags about you to literally everyone. Like he is so in love with you and so proud to be with you.

Trampoline Park dates or comic book and snack dates!!

Type of bf who’s hella forgetful but also not???

Like he forgets your favorite color and snacks and stuff but he try’s really hard to remember.

Absolutely a ray of sunshine but on days he can’t be your sunshine he comes to you all drained and will just cuddle you

Like you better go pee and grab a snack before he does cus he ain’t moving

Bakugou Katsuki

Asshole bf who’s actually a sweetheart

Calls you dumbass but with love 💕

All ways pushes you to do your best in his own unique way

Study dates where he preps snacks for y’all

Cooking dates where it’s like 60% him doing the work cus he doesn’t want you to mess it up (he just wants to show off)

Lowkey touch starved so he cuddles you and kisses you a bunch when y’all are in the dorms. Especially on cold or rainy days.

He dosent hide your relationship but he isn’t big on PDA. He doesn’t want people all up in the two of y’all’s relationship.

Give him puppy dog eyes and ask for a kiss and you can just watch him melt and give in.

Makes sure you’re taking care of yourself (drinking water, sleeping, eating well enough, taking your meds).

Is more physical when showing his love than verbal. He holds your hand and pulls you close on crowded streets, he never lets you walk on the edge of the sidewalk, etc.