#also i haven't been that involved in hq as much

[aftersamu]

lip gallagher, new obsession.

[multifandomimagin3s]

Chaotic Co-Worker

Requested by Anon

Summary: Reader is a Spider-Person, and is best friends with Deadpool.

Idk what this is. But anyways, I'm alive. Hope you guys enjoy.

Miguel O'Hara

Both you and Wade give this man chronic, back-to-back migraines.

As soon as Wade somehow manages to get to the Spider-Society HQ ((*cough cough* he snuck in through a portal with you)), Miguel can't get five minutes to himself.

Miguel's been around the Multiverse, so he's probably encountered various Deadpool variants on his travels - and he claims that none of them were anywhere near as annoying as the one that you happen to be best friends with.

He basically just treats Wade like he treats Hobie - actively trying to ignore him and not lose his shit.

It only works 30% of the time.

Regardless of how many times he literally kicks Wade out, he always finds his way back in.

God help him if Wade ever gets it into his head that Miguel has a crush or something on you - I mean, you're Wade's best friend and probably would get up to some shenanigans with him... and you haven't been fired? Suspicious.

He would probably ask Miguel if there's a 'casting couch' involved when he does his 'interviews' for joining the Spider Society.

And he'd probably try to grab his ass.

Peter B. Parker

I think he would find Wade's antics funny, until he's on the receiving end.

Tries not to laugh when Wade's clearly pushing Miguel's buttons on purpose, but as soon as Peter starts being called Spider-DILF, he doesn't know whether to be flattered or weirded out. Or both.

Doesn't know whether Wade can be trusted around Mayday or not - I mean, Wade's not a bad guy and usually has the best intentions, but I can just see Mayday picking up some of his coarse language after hanging around him.

Probably would be as confused as Miguel when Wade keeps popping up out of nowhere - like, how tf does he keep coming back??

But all-in-all, I don't think he would really mind that much about Wade being there.

I mean, I'm pretty sure Miguel hired Kaine. So it takes a lot to shake Peter B.

Ben Reilly

Ben would instantly get annoyed when Wade mocks his broodiness.

And Wade being Wade, the fact that he got a reaction out of Ben would just fuel him more.

"Emo Ken Doll" is his new name.

I think that Wade's more brutal way of doing things would kind of pique his interest though - not that Ben would admit it since he'd still probably be annoyed at being the butt of his jokes.

It would also make him more interested in you by proxy - whether you're secretly similarly natured to Wade, or if you're complete opposites.

You'd know this, of course, because of his monologuing.

Ben: Deadpool is brutal. But he's their best friend. Hm, thinking.

Spider Noir

I think it would be 50:50 as to whether he and Deadpool would actually get along, at all.

On one hand, he'd get annoyed when Wade insults him - especially when Wade called him Nicholas Cage, despite neither Noir nor you knowing who he was on about.

But on the other hand - Noir canonically likes punching Nazis and isn't opposed to violence, so him and Wade would probably find some common ground there.

Since the Deadpool from the movies lost Vanessa, but did everything he could to protect her, I think Noir would sympathise with that - he's from the 1930's, so those old-fashioned ways of looking after your partner really resonate with him a lot.

Basically, Noir would either hate him, or they would be the most unconventional friends that you'd ever see.

Jonathan Ohnn / The Spot

**[Contains some spoilers]**

Okay, so depending on which version of the Spot that you two encounter, really determines his reaction.

If it's Jonathan, or the initial version of the Spot we meet in ASTV, he's arguably more tame in his reaction - I mean, you're a Spider-person, so he's going to be annoyed straight away.

And Wade would most likely give him some verbal taunting and 'mild' abuse.

He'd just be like >:( ... well, he doesn't actually have a face so it would just be a squished 'O'.

But if you two were to encounter him after he went to the collider in Mumbatan...

If it's one of those BookTok scenarios where he secretly likes you, then you'll probably be fine...

But he realistically would try to kill you. And Wade... and would be equal parts fascinated and annoyed when he can't kill him due to his healing factor.

[random-introverted-blog]

Introvert, Introvert, Introvert. Where are you?

Well, let's see. Do you have a day or two to kill?

First and foremost: none of the stories are dead. I'm back to actively writing HS-HQ. Flickers, I plan on fully involving my bestie on in all parts of the process. She is wonderful and working on her own story To Defy The God's and all you Shadowheart girlies should absolutely check it out. So damn good 😳😩.

I'm also building a new Shadowheart x OC story, which includes a Durge x Astarion. It's called Estranged and I can't wait to share more. This one has been my baby for the last 3-4 months and I'm stupid proud of how fleshed out the details and lore are for the OC, including their backstory and how it interacts with the main game.

That said; the last few months haven't been easy.

At the end of April, I was mentally preparing for June. June is the busiest month at my job. No days off, 11-13 hour days, super stressful workload, the whole nine yards and then some. I had about 2k words for Chapter 11 of HS-HQ but I wasn't really enjoying it, and I got stuck. And that combined with the impending stress, the blog took a backseat.

I can not stress to you how much I hate June at my work. Anything would be preferable to working that many hours. Overtime pay in my state is a legal requirement, so it's not like that's even a big deal. They have to pay me for it. But even with the pay, I miss so many family events, opportunities, life in general in June.

Trigger warning: self harm/Dark humor

And the lead up to June this year I was saying I would rather play in traffic, stab my hand with my box cutter, break my foot, jump off the roof, anything except work another June (this was my third June).

My (other) bestie even offered to run over my foot with her car and I considered it, honest to God.

Where am I going with this?

Ahem.

End of Trigger Warning

Ladies, gentleman, and gentlefolk.

'Twas the night before Monday, June 10th, about 11pm. I had just gotten a new A/C for my room. My old one had given up the ghost many moons ago and was just window dressing at this point. The new one I had was a portable, not a window one. But I needed one short notice for the heat wave we were suffering and, as I mentioned, June is a busy month. What sleep I could get, I didn't want to spend just trying to sleep in my hot, wooden panel bedroom.

How this situation came to be, I won't explain, but I wound up carrying my old A/C unit out of my bedroom and down the stairs to get it outside and in the front yard. The goal was to get it out of the house and deal with it later.

I'm a 5 foot, 3 inches lady and I'm not a twig. The A/C, although more bulky than heavy, was still manageable for me to lift. I couldn't see my feet, and that was the only significant problem.

And it was the only one that mattered 😌.

I'm on the last 4 of 15-ish steps and my foot decides it too, would like to give up the ghost.

Did I think I was closer to the bottom than I was? Probably. Did I think "fuck, I'm dead, this is how I die, this thing is going to crush me"? Also probably.

My mom was behind me. And apparently my head hit the dry wall too, but I don't remember that. My body slid down the rest of the stairs. I land at the bottom and my foot is sore. A/C landed on my stomach, but honestly, only a cut or two was visible on my legs. My foot was swollen something ugly and bruised, but eh, whatever.

Until I tried to stand up.

That's right, ladies, gentleman and gentlefolk.

Following an ER visit at 1 am and a doctor's appointment, my foot/ankle was undeniably shot. I couldn't put weight on it if my life depended on it.

I still can't fully walk right/normal on my foot, but I think that's because I've spent about 2-3 weeks wearing a boot and my foot isn't at full strength.

With that said, I am back; I am alive, and I will be sharing what I've been working on relatively soon. Such as the new story, Estranged...

And a little something called

Ahem.

His Star - His Queen Chapter 11 teaser?

This chapter is going to be shorter, just to get back in the saddle and reestablish myself. The first major blow to my writing schedule was writer's block. I knew what I wanted, but not how to get there, and it killed me. So Chapter 11 has been gutted more than once.

Normally, every two chapters we switch POVs, but for some reason, I got stuck on Astarion's. And in all honesty, I think you guys/gals/pals are more interested in seeing what's happened to yourselves [Tav] than the shenanigans Astarion and Jester have gotten themselves into. So we'll check in on how you guys are handling the maestros composition of his masterpiece...

P.s: I'll try and respond to my inbox, comments and DM's later tomorrow night, I've seen and heard all of you, including on AO3.

[benefits1986]

Lego Love on a Weekday

Monday. 23.10.23. I was on a legit high from the UP-Ateneo game last Sunday and honestly, I dragged myself to our HQ. Traffic was considerably light so, that's a plus point. There was a slated team building and as always, I came without expectation. What caught me off guard and pleasantly surprised me was that this team building involved Lego and dominoes. Lego is my childhood toy of choice alongside my BMX bike. Of course, I was on game on mode and got a decent score of 4 out 5. I was in a group where 2 were ex-team mates, 1 current team mate but from a different sub-unit and another team mate from a different department but we considerably closely collaborate. In my four years in my current org, this is probably my favorite team building activity. Yup, it takes quite a while to get my RBF interested, but here we are. The organizers were the same ones last year; so again, this is a pleasant way to jumpstart Monday before my long overdue mega leave, too. It's also something worthwhile since we're in full convergence mode! What I'd like to keep are some mental notes I can go back to a year or so from now in line with my Project Road to 40 and Outta MNL. Tribes are stronger than a lone wolf. Human beings are meant to socialize in order to survive and theoretically evolve. As a lone wolf trying to veer away from my trust issues, this is a WIP may be ad infinitum-ish. LOL. Ayoko mag-commit, so let's leave at that. While winning the game is the obvious end, it's how you play it that matters most. Been a goal-driven bitch with no surrender for over more than two decades, so, I like winning, a lot. I have to come clean that winning is my drug of choice. Well, it still is. But losing does not mean you don't win at times. It's me in my era of choosing my battles. Ready na talaga tayo for mature roles. HAHAHHAHAHAHA. Alam mo 'yung gigil na gigil ako yday sa tallest Lego in 3 minutes tapos, hirit nung second place is: Dapat manalo ako dito dahil nilalaro namin ito ng anak ko. At that time, my heart leaped and while I kept piling the blocks, hindi ko na pinatibay 'yung foundation. OKKKK. FINNEEE. I will give this guy his win. LOLLOLL. Obviously, I am winning at that time and I can easily beat the shit out of him, but sigeeeee. This is me being the bigger person. And yes, Lego gets me... always. Shemay. Entering my dalisay state of mind na ba talaga itoooo? I can imagine mother dragon breathing down my neck again and telling me to keep up with being dalisay kasi dream niya sa akin 'yun.

Teamwork makes the dream work hard and come to life faster. Easier said than done because it takes more than a tribe to build. Back in my start up era, I've learned the painful lessons of not giving a fuck in the name of winning. SIGH. This era allowed me to see that strengths come with weaknesses, especially mine. A team is always dynamic and diverse. This is where I slowly embraced that everyone, including me has a scope and a limit. It's always a buy one, take all kind of thing. While I still am learning the ropes of building a culture in my new team, I can say that teamwork is the secret sauce in any project.

Saying go and no is essential. I remember so well that when I had a 1 on 1 with my junior, I asked for feedback. Initially, he said, everything is going well and that he's is able to enjoy his wellness leaves. I actually prohibited him to work during his breaks because I believe that doing so is counter-productive and a mortal sin, even. Previously, he's been taking leaves to focus on his unfinished tasks. I asked again saying that: Hindi naman puwedeng walang area for improvement. So, please, indulge me. He paused for quite a while and I looked at him straight in the eye as I came closer to him. LOL. He said that he worries about me quite a bit because I seem to be stepping on the gas too much. He wonders why I haven't taken a wellness leave since I moved to our team. Na-dale ako ng junior ko. He said that I should take a break soon. Ergo, eto na nga po ang mega leave natin kaso may dumating na namang paganap. Nanganak na naman po tayo ng collabs. End of sharing. Saka na, 'pag natawid na. I often catch myself resisting the urge to be back to my workaholic era. LOL. It's too tempting, HOWEVER, we won't indulge all the way. Saktong tikim-tikim lang like me right now. :D It's 2:45 AM MNL and I'm off to tick some items off my to-do list. My plausible alibi: I'm on leave starting the 27th and will be back after the long weekend. LOLOLOLLOLLOLLOLL. Fair enough, ain't it? Ain't it?

Your moral compass brings home the bacon and breaks the legs of your opponents. The thing is, moral compass is a rarity these days. I guess that this is one of the most precious lessons that I got from mother dragon and my second dad. Though my sins are scarlet, I try my best to hang on dearly to my core's Polaris. Again, never an easy journey and this mindset brought me down the dumps and 12 feet below the ground at times. But, I'm not budging. As Steve Jobs says: You can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. True that. So true. HOWEVER, as you move forward, you ought to bring with you the wisdom, the lesson, the questions. Also, you won't be able to move forward without facing your past traumas, biases and whatnots. EME. Ang aga-aga na naman po; but, just making habol stuff I'd delegate. Speaking of delegation, as a recovering lone wolf and in the name of character arc development, here I am in yet another social experiment. HUHUHUHUHU. Eto na ako sa era ng delegation doused with inception. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. As an ex-Type 4, nasa integration na yata ako Type 8 and 2. LOLOLLOLL. Hindi siya madali as in. Pero I've learned to be as grounded as I can lalo kapag may very strong resistance. Dati, I usually bulldoze my way to the goal. SHEMAY. Sarap e. Gets the job done right away na, I get to build my skyway pa. However, it's usually a skyway to hell. HAHAHAHAHAHA. I guess, I thrive in neutralizing conflicts talaga pero ngayon, may compassion and lambing na ako, even when ayaw ko talaga na I don't get things my way. Ang aga na naman pong pasavogue ito, pero game na. Let's slay more dragons and put the babies to sleep because, this is another day, shall we?

[trekwiz]

I feel like I'm in a weird position at work. I'm management now, but it's not exactly what I expected.

Some of it was just natural growth. I was assisting my prior manager with his work, so when he joined our client, it created an odd scenario: he kept parts of the role, and we're trying to negotiate around not stepping on each other's toes.

It would have been a big effort (on my part!) to train someone else on handling the work he had delegated to me. So it made sense to take the role so I could be paid for the work I was already doing.

(I'm not. Yet. Contract renewal bullshit since I'm a subcontractor at a staffing agency and there are hard rate limits. Which will be changing next renewal. But. Whatever. They gave me a fair bonus as a good faith effort. So for now it is what is.)

I'm basically doing parts of 2 different roles. And feeling out how much of the non-management role I can delegate to my peers. Which is a fuzzy term now because they're in the same role I am, but I'm also their manager. They were already describing me as their manager because I have "senior" in my title and trained them, so I also need to unlearn, "please don't call me your manager, I'm not".

But it's odd seeing how little of the decisions are mine. I will eventually be one voice on a committee for raises: I don't get to make the decision, and I don't even get to see what my team makes to advocate for fairness. I can only argue merit, and "it's been too long since this person got a raise." I don't know how much wiggle room I have to ask the team, especially if someone is uncomfortable answering.

If someone asks for a perk, like extra time off, there are ways to handle it as a one-time thing, just not officially on a permanent basis. I have to make an argument on their behalf to HQ, it's not just something I can decide and approve, nor is it something HQ will just take my word for and do it.

I do get to make a hiring decision. Though HQ and the client are stakeholders who have a voice at the table. That's at least in line with what I expected. And I get to choose the interview format, and who else on the team is involved. This is one of the few things that's truly mine.

As part of that, I did get to own the job listing. So I could remove stupid crap like "college degree required."

Termination is...weird. I'm expected to handle correction and documentation, and brief the appropriate stakeholders. But it's not my decision, nor am I permitted to let someone know it's happening or at risk of happening. Only HQ or the client are empowered to make that decision, and only HQ can tell them. Which makes for interesting lines that I can't cross.

If someone gets negative feedback that requires additional training, I'm in a spot where I can't necessarily review resources. Our team reports in to 2 different staffing agencies; while I'm the manager for both, I only have access to the learning system for one of them. Which means that I can't pick courses for employees at the other agency.

Which is a rare, almost non-existant occurrence. But I'm not sure how to approach it if it does happen. Someone at HQ could theoretically handle it, probably. But it means waiting on them. And hoping they understand our context enough to choose a course with actionable content. But that means I can't make sure it meets my standards for not wasting their time with busy work.

As a non-manager who was promoted internally, I also haven't received any training. They know I'm savvy enough not to break the law in an interview because I've demonstrated that competence. But I had to ask for guidance and best practices, nothing was provided to ensure I'm consistent with other managers.

And I'm finding that there's a different writing style for managers that is unusual for me. Team announcements have a bit of fluff in them. Where I'm more of a direct-to-the-point person. I look at my draft announcement and what my management massaged it into--theirs was definitely better, but it's a very different style and I'm wondering how much of it I'm expected to emulate.

The team is happy and supportive, which helps--the main reason our past manager delegated to me is because I was the one raising concerns on behalf of the team, as I feel like change only happens when you're the squeeky wheel. I did that even when there was no benefit to me, which has gotten recognition from both the team and management.

But it is a learning curve and it feels like I'm just beginning. Even though I've been handling the main tasks since February. But I haven't had official backing until a couple weeks ago.

I've had a couple tests of what kind of manager I'll be, recently. I keep thinking of my favorite manager and hoping I can be like her. I don't think I'm quite there yet, but I'm certainly trying.

Anyway, thanks for listening to my rant. I just needed to get that out.

[1800duckhotline]

hi i was wondering if u cld tell us a little abt tisha ?

ah yes absolutely! although be warned there isnt like a lot of DEEP lore about him :-) i have snippets here and there of what will become eventually a more properly founded story.

his main setting as i imagine is the mid-late 90s in contemporary times. he was born in russia (for now not sure where exactly but canonically he also wouldnt know where he is from) and ever since a young age he'd developed a temperament geared towards violence - though not in the sense that he enjoyed it, but rather that it came easy for him to do especially in situations of self defense, mostly against strangers, but i imagined the familial situation also contributed to him developing that 'fight' response to most things that are dangerous. tl;dr he's good at hurting people but he doesn't like it. he just knows how to do it properly.

the family history is muddled 2 me for now, but what i know is that he had an older brother, ilya (still alive in current times where tisha is an adult) and they used to be close. tisha = carrion crow, ilya = magpie.

the big main thing is that due to unfortunate circumstances tisha's "skill" with harming others was amped up once he got involved with some shady folks. again here it's all very muddled, i haven't got a clear idea. but, he's 13 at this age, he's basically being shaped into becoming an assassin for hire. at this age he also starts doing drugs.

some accident happens here where ultimately tisha leaves his home and ilya behind, and i imagined it to be some kind of event where ilya is forced to help tisha hide some bodies - sloppy work for a sloppy newbie at this sort of stuff, but they both get scarred from it nonetheless. in different ways.

that said from then on Tisha grows to be... Tisha. the drugs and repeated exposure to criminal life and activities completely obliterated his memory btw, and as you might guess Tikhon (Tisha is the diminutive form of his name) Igorevich isn't his actual first and last name. He initially used this as an alias when joining in in an attempt to "shield" his family, but with time he genuinely forgot his real name, his family, and so on. personality wise he honestly hardly ever changes? he is a quiet individual who doesn't enjoy making a show of himself, but he gets the job done and doesn't like dilly-dallying more than he needs to. he has self-awareness about him and his situation, he knows most people think he's pathetic and lowly, and he like. genuinely doesn't give a fuck. he isn't proud of it but he has too much shit going on to care about it in a way that changes his life forever.

anyway i think after a good chunk of years he eventually quits working for this 'group' and the transition isn't smooth (which he expected) but he maintains his reputation as an affable and well-adjusted hitman who is available for hire for whoever's willing to pay the most. enters some kind of assassin union which is mostly me putting together my hitman and assassin ocs together bc they'd probably all know each other.

this situation allows him to travel outside of russia, and his situation also allows him to like, bring with him kuobakhaya, who has been present the whole time btw - but since the ask was about him i didn't elaborate on her much. all you need to know for now is that they've been friends since they were children and bonded over feeling like outcasts, so as adults tisha would help her move somewhere else where she can start a better life while he helps her with expenses of various kinds. they are like brother and sister ^__^ he would literally kill to make sure she stays safe and sound and the feeling is likewise. with his help she moves to brighton, UK which is where he also has his "main HQ" when not traveling

but ummm there's not much else to Add, it's a pretty simplistic edgy story i know i know but i was inspired a lot by The Crow for his design, as well as some edgeboylords from 90s comics.

his weapons of choice are mostly tourniquets (to strangle quietly) and silenced guns.

loves crows. literally attracts crows constantly. they LOVE him. he is a literal scarecrow man. they love him and it is mutual

his style and fashion is strictly 80s/90s trad goth. the pierrot eye markings are tattoos.

[dangerouslyknown]

"Quiet evening at the Marine HQ" Pt.1 (Kizaru x Reader x Akainu)

Word count: 3648 Characters/pairing: Kizaru/Borsalino x Fem!Reader (You) x Akainu/Sakazuki A/N: Double Admiral action mmh. I know this is an old fic of mine but I've been wanting to do a part 2 for a while... Warnings/tags: NSFW, minors DNI (threesome kinda, v penetration, blowjob, getting "caught", handjob, older men)

You, a young vice admiral, were just finishing your training by running around the severely big field made for this purpose. Before running you were practicing your accuracy with guns and your hand-on-hand combat abilities by sparring with a punching bag. You were also doing some muscle training.

After finishing your running, you were all sweaty, muscles sore all over your body. It was a good training session. You glanced the Marine HQ building as you went to get your water bottle which was on a bench near the running field. Your sat down and you rushed the water through your throat. You felt instantly relieved, and you sighed. You still had some paperwork left to do in your office.

It sure was a quiet evening. Regularly this place would be filled with marine officers from all ranks. Right now, if there was anyone, they were probably only Vice Admirals and higher ranked people. You made your way to your office and as you set foot on the hallway, you noticed that Fleet Admiral Sakazuki's office door was slightly open. You thought nothing much of it, but naturally you were curious. You could identify two male voices coming from his room, discussing something.

Borsalino was there talking with Sakazuki. You shrugged and walked past your office and then his office towards the changing room and showers. As you walked by, both men took a quick glance to the door when they heard footsteps. You hear Borsalino call your name. You took few steps backwards and got closer to the door, opening it more and taking a better look inside. You saw Fleet Admiral himself sitting behind his desk, doing paperwork and on the opposite side of the desk there was Borsalino.

There was a bottle on the desk which you thought to be alcohol. You saw how Sakazuki poured that liquid in a glass and poured it down his throat in one go. Borsalino was holding a glass on his hand too which was still nearly full. He took a small sip out of his drink.

"Join us." You hear a dragged tone say. It was Borsalino who spoke up and he had a lazy smile growing on his face and you looked his lips as he licked them. Sakazuki looked slightly more annoyed than before, and he scoffed him. "I'm trying to work here for fucks sake! I allowed you to sit here but I never agreed to a third person joining." You chuckled awkwardly. "I can't join you now anyways. I have to take a shower and finish some paperwork." Sakazuki grunted in his familiar way and looked back down to the papers on his desk, focusing on his work again. You wondered what were the two of them talking about just before.

Borsalino just sat there because he probably found it amusing to annoy Sakazuki with his presence. Those two had a weird dynamic going on, but never mind that. As you were leaving to actually shower now, your eyes meet with Borsalino's and he puts his glass on Sakazuki´s table. You smiled to yourself as you walked to the charging rooms. You've had some flirting going on with Borsalino for a while now. There has even been some touching involved, but neither of you haven't made a move yet.

After your shower you felt fresh, and it was a nice feeling. You quickly dried your body with a towel and changed on some clean clothes you had stored in your locker. You sighed being already bored as it was now time to settle in your office and finish all the paperwork you had. As you walked to your office past Sakazuki's room again, you saw that Borsalino was there alone. He noticed you walking there again, and you notice him.

You locked eye contact in a tiny moment, but you almost felt like you got lost in his dark eyes behind his sunglasses. You kept walking but you were so focused on Borsalino that you don't notice a huge man with a rose on his chest walking towards you and you stumble on him. You fall backwards and, on the moment, you subconsciously almost grab his crotch, but you end up only brushing your hand quickly against it. You hear Borsalino laughing and Sakazuki stares at you in silence. You look up to his eyes and his stare is so intense you don't bare to look him in the eyes for long, so you quickly turn your head and apologize. He stays silent and glares you and goes back to his office past you and you get up, feeling your heart bound so fast. You expected him to yell at you like he usually does to everyone, but he didn't.

You sprinted to your office which was right next to Sakazuki's and went inside. You took a deep breath as you leaned on your office door behind you, and you felt your cheeks turn red. You felt like your face was on fire. That was so embarrassing. You take a moment to calm down just to hear a knock. You turn facing the door and open it. A tall, attractive man dressed in yellow was standing there. "Hmm~ Sakazuki kicked me out." He smiled and stepped inside your office. He walked across the room and took a seat behind your desk. You gave him a questioning look. It was your seat and you had work to do. "That's my seat. Can you move, please?" You told him, letting out a bigger sigh. He pressed his tempting lips in a thin line and then right after let a big grin to spread on his face.

"Make me." He said with a calm, but confident and teasing tone. "I might move if you are a good girl and please me." He added and now put his right hand on the arm holder of your chair and rested his head on his fist.

He has his head turned slightly downward and his lustful eyes stared at you over his sunglasses. You felt shivers go down your spine and you got a little turned on. Your annoyance was gone in seconds as he glanced every curve of your body.

You took cautious steps to get closer to him. His eyes followed you as you placed yourself partially under the desk right in front of him. There was just enough space there for you to fit in. He looked down on you with a smug expression as you teasingly explored his inner thighs with your fingertips. Your actions made a bulge grow in his pants and you made the decision to undress yourself so he could enjoy the view between his legs more. It was a tight place to undress, but you managed. “Ohh~ Exciting…” He commented.

He really did enjoy the view right in front of him and it made him even harder. You pulled his pant and underwear to his knees and his erected, throbbing cock was in front of you. You blew gentle kisses around his inner thighs making him flinch in pleasure. Your soft lips against his warm, sensitive skin on his thighs led to him wanting you even more. It started to get difficult for him to keep his face straight as you wrapped his sensitive tip in your warm lips and sucked it with a slow moment accompanied with gentle licks. He changed his position on the chair and was now leaning against the back of the chair with his arms squeezing tight on the arm holders. You enjoyed treating his cock.

You took his full length in your mouth, and you tried to avoid gagging and your eyes got watery, but you both still enjoyed the situation. You took your hands and pulled his pants down a little more to touch his legs. You felt his bare, already sweaty skin with your hands and brushed your fingers against him. You began to move along his cock from top to bottom, giving his cock long, slow licks along the way. He was panting slightly as you moved. He grabbed your hair and held you, but not applying any pressure.

Your eyes meet, locking eye contact. You took him deep inside your mouth again. Your mouth was starting to fill with saliva, so you had to swallow. That felt good on his cock, and he grunted softly. You also teased his balls, gently brushing your fingers against them. All this while keeping eye contact. His stare felt intense, and he was sitting there, being relaxed and vulnerable. You felt how the heat grew and you both got sweatier, and your heart was bounding full of excitement. You could feel that he was excited too, because the veins on his cock were pulsating along his heartbeat. You began to speed up and the room was filled with the wet sounds of you sucking him and his moans.

He had his mouth half open, and his breath was heavy and superficial. You pulled his cock out of your mouth before he could cum and along reaching his tip again, you gently circled your tongue around it, tasting his salty precum. You got up and you were now standing between him and the desk, your eyes on the same level. You took a step to stand directly between his legs and he grabbed your chin and pulled you closer to kiss him. Your lips were tracing his and your tongues, which were hungry for each other met as you both were breathing heavily. Your bodies were heated and as you made out, you didn't notice how the door was slightly open and a buff man was watching you two in silence. He observed the situation intently and he has been standing there for a while now. Watching you two turned him on.

He kissed you deeply and you both could feel each other's warm breaths against your faces. You ran your fingers through his short black curly hair. You pulled out from the kiss; a trace of saliva was still connecting your tongues. You both breathed heavily, almost gasping for air. You kept eye contact with him, and you could feel how your pussy was soaking in your juices. Honestly, this was so much better than working. You sat on the edge of your desk with your back facing towards the door. You are sitting there opened Borsalino a great view on your bottom lips, folds and other parts that were full of your juices.

He admired the view and rubbed his cock and stood up. He couldn't resist you anymore. He wanted to feel your heat and you wanted to feel him inside you. He held his throbbing cock and guided his tip to rub your clit. His sensitive tip slid quickly in your clit and all over your wet folds making you feel a wave of pleasure. You were panting as he smiled lazily and grinded his whole length against your hot wetness, making you moan. He teased your hole, almost sliding his tip in but he didn´t enter. Sakazuki was still watching you two growing impatient and he snorted in annoyance as he couldn't see what was going on all that well. Neither of you haven´t noticed him but soon it became impossible to not notice him as he stormed right in through the door.

“Borsalino! You fucking pervert. What the hell do you think you are doing?!” Sakazuki yelled, gritting his teeth afterwards. His intimidating stare was checking your body and especially your ass as he walked right next to you. Borsalino turned to look at him, smiling lazily. He thrusted his hips against yours, making his cock slip deep inside you which made him let a ooh~ sound from his mouth. You couldn't hold your moan either and you were stabilizing your breath, taking a quick glance at Sakazuki. He had a massive bulge in his pants. You huffed and Borsalino started to fuck you faster, being unbothered by Sakazuki standing right next to you. His cock intruded your insides and it felt pleasurable as he hit your sweet spot with every thrust.

“Don´t you dare to cum, Borsalino!” Sakazuki grunted as he was pulling his pants down, revealing his large cock. It was thicker and longer than Borsalino´s and Borsalino wasn´t small either. You gulped but couldn't keep your thoughts together when Borsalino thrusted himself deep inside you and kept his throbbing cock in you, filling you with his thick, warm cum. At the same time, you feel a growing feeling of pleasure flush trough your whole body. Your insides were squeezing around his cock and you both moaned loudly, and the room was filled with pants and gasps of you two. He pulled his cock out slowly and you lost all strength to hold yourself, so you lied down on your desk. Borsalino glanced at Sakazuki grinning at him, being all sweaty and moved aside.

Sakazuki glared at him, anger in his eyes. “What is wrong with you? I told you not to cum!” Borsalino grinned joyfully as he heard how angry Sakazuki got. Borsalino knew that Sakazuki has been wanting to fuck you for a long time since he had a crush on you. It might not seem like it, but those two men share a strong bond after all. They have known each other for years. You closed your eyes and your chest moved up along your heavy breathing. You heard footsteps and your heart skipped a beat as Sakazuki snatched you on his arms. His cock was poking your ass and you notice him staring at you intensively when you open your eyes. You could see a slight smirk on his mouth as he pins you against a wall, pressing his cock against your naked body. You gasped and Borsalino´s cum was flowing out from your pussy to your thighs. Sakazuki noticed that and huffed in frustration, but he didn´t care anymore. This man wanted you. He will not ask questions, he takes you.

Sakazuki was already breathing more heavily. He isn't a man who shows emotion, but you could see that he is so excited. He let a sharp breath out of his nose and decided to pin you on the ground instead of the wall. The was on top of you and his face was right in front of yours, making the tips of your noses almost touch. You smelled alcohol in his breath as he began to eat your face. His rough lips were sucking yours and his tongue was forcefully trying to enter your mouth. He didn´t have to force himself trough as you let him take you. You kissed him back and you were sure you saw some excitement in his usually gloom looking eyes. He kept kissing and making out with you until he moved down on you, nibbling your neck, surprisingly gently.

You were gaining your strength back from the first round with Borsalino and you looked at Sakazuki with a relaxed expression on your face. You kinda wanted him too, Sakazuki was a fine ass man. He reached your breasts and he nibbled and nuzzled them making you feel pleasurable shivers. He sniffed you and played and licked around your nipples with his large tongue. His lust was completely taken over and Borsalino was watching you two while holding his cock, jerking off with a slow moment.

Sakazuki lifted his face from your breasts and his breathing was getting heavier. He got on to sit on his knees and he turned you around and lifted you to be on your fours, your ass towards him. He bit his lip as he was watching your cheeks and he moved his sight down on your pussy that was still slightly sore after the intense orgasm, but wet as ever.

He took his big thumb and rubbed your clit with it slowly and teasingly. You twitched and tried to grind and thrust your hips towards his hand to make him move his thumb faster, but he just slapped your ass in response. Borsalino came closer to you two and Sakazuki gave him a malicious glance. “Back off! And that´s an order…” He mumbled and Borsalino squinted his eyes and smiled, obeying his superior. Sakazuki took a deep breath trough his nose and he took his hand and rubbed your back and sides gently, still working on your clit with his other hand. You gasped slightly as the tickling feeling was starting to build up. You didn't see Sakazukis face but you knew it turned him on more to see you feel pleasure that he is causing. He observed you and suddenly you feel two fingers of his teasing around your hole and then sliding them in. You moaned and he moved his fingers a little in and out just to take them out completely and stopping to rub your nib. He wiped his fingers on your ass cheeks and he towered over you and you could feel his warm breathing on your neck.

He closed his eyes and adjusted his hips, poking your wetness here and there with his cock, searching for something. He wrapped one arm under you, holding your breasts and squeezing you gently between his wide chest and his arm which combined with his cock searching the entrance made you pant. His large cock finally found your hole and he thrusted it slowly in you. You were panting and moans escaped your mouth. This man was incredibly large, and you felt enjoyment and pain at the same time as he was huffing in enjoyment. He was soon fully inside you and he just let his cock be buried in you, not moving. He started to grab you breasts and squeezed them with his large hand. He enjoyed you for a moment and then he kissed your neck and rose from being on top of you to fuck you better. He began to move inside you with his large cock and his pace was fast and rough. He places both of his hands on your ass cheeks and touched them. You could´t do much but to moan at the pace of his movements. Sakazuki let out some pleasurable grunts and growls as he slid his cock inside your tight pussy and Borsalino watched him fuck the same hole he had just came in a moment ago.

You lifted your eyes from the ground to look at Borsalino as Sakazuki behind you was making you see stars. You looked at his smirking face and he just looked you intensely as you moaned louder in Sakazuki´s handling. You felt something building up deep inside your stomach again and soon you couldn't hold an orgasm. You huffed and dropped your head, and you felt your body weaken again. Your pussy was thightening around Sakazuki´s cock and he groaned loudly and pulled himself quickly out, grabbing his cock and guiding himself to cum on your ass. His cum felt burning on your skin for a moment until it cooled down and he rubbed his cock between your ass cheeks, panting loudly with not a huge smirk on his face. Borsalino raised his eyebrows and walked to kneel right in front of you.

You lift your head, looking at him with narrowed eyes, feeling powerless. You dropped your body from being on all fours to now lying on the ground. You closed your eyes, still breathing heavily after two intense rounds. The men took glances towards each other. “Hmm~ This is unfair, she came two times but we both only got to cum once” Borsalino said to the man in a red suit. He listened to him, his mouth slightly open and his chest moving up and down as he breathed. “Maybe she could give us a helping hand to make this even…” Borsalino continued with a grin. Sakazuki now nodded, and Borsalino picked you on his arms from the ground. You smiled slightly and you didn't exactly know what they were planning. He carried you to sit on your chair and both men positioned around you. Sakazuki was standing on your left side and Borsalino on your right side. “Give us a handjob, Vice Admiral.” Borsalino ordered you.

You looked them both and they were waiting for you to grab their cocks on your hands. You wrapped your fingers around them both and started moving your hands up and down on their cocks. You picked up the pace and you could see the enjoyment on their faces. Borsalino was biting his lip and Sakazuki has closen his eyes. Their precum was making your hands a little wet and your fingers slid on their veiny cocks with ease, making them both let out quiet moans as you progressed. Soon the only sounds in the room were the wet sounds of you jerking them off and their huffing, panting and moaning. You slid your hands down their cock once more with a fast and heavy movement and their cocks started throbbing and twitching as they both came at the same time and your hands were all over on their cum. “Ohh~ Mmh~ That´s more.. huff.. like it, Vice Admiral” Borsalino said with a pleased expression. “Huff.. Time to get back to... uff.. working…” Sakazuki grunted as he was putting his pants back on. His typical angrier expression was returning on his face, and he left the room. You smiled and Borsalino left the room too.

You sat on your chair being all naked, their cum all over your hands, ass and inside you. You were sweaty but happy. You just shrugged and thought that it would probably be better if you went to take another shower before focusing on all the paperwork you still had undone.

[xpao-bearx]

NSFW UNDER THE CUT!!! 18+ only, minors please DNI 🔞

《Original Post HERE》

《EDIT: Updated Post HERE》

My Second Kinktober 2021 Prompt: DADDY KINK

Fandom: Haikyu!!

Pairing/s: Daichi Sawamura x Shoyo Hinata x Koshi Sugawara

Both Daichi and Suga haven't had a lot of time lately to spend with their boyfriend, Hinata, due to work. Hinata greatly misses their company and devises a plan to finally get back their attention...

NOTES: I saw "daddy kink" on the prompt list and IMMEDIATELY thought of Dadchi and Suga Mama 👁👄👁 Anyhoe, this oneshot is based in the future and it involves an established poly relationship between Hinata with Daichi and Suga! Just please keep in mind that I haven't read the HQ manga, I've only seen bits and pieces of it tho I do know what careers the characters have. But I apologize if my writing seems off since I haven't read the manga! >_<

"Hi, baby! I'm gonna be working overtime again today. Some kids handed in their homework late so I'm stuck grading their papers :("

"Hey, Sho. Might come home late again, sorry. This case assigned to me is a lot tougher than I thought. Love you ❤"

Hinata huffed as he read both of the texts his boyfriends sent to him (funnily enough, he received each text at the same time).

Of course, he completely understood Daichi and Suga being busy. Work is work, and he had a lot of respect for his former upperclassmen taking their jobs seriously. But even he, who was now a pro volleyball player, had some time to spare. So why doesn't Daichi and Suga have any for him?

He despised himself for being this way. He's being selfish, he knew, but it's been a depressing couple of weeks now and both of his lovers STILL didn't have the time of day for him. Therefore, can anyone really blame him for being so needy?

Hinata pouted, pulling his legs up to his chest and wrapping his arms around them. He was currently sitting on the couch, an intense volleyball match playing on the TV that featured Oikawa's Argentinian team though even that wasn't enough to cheer him up.

He was wearing one of Daichi's oversized t-shirts and a pair of Suga's fuzzy socks. Recently, this has been his go-to comfort attire. It made him feel so warm and close to his partners when they weren't around and he absolutely loved how their clothes' scent got on his skin. Their scent.

As he continued to watch absently, he then perked up when an idea suddenly popped up in his head. A brilliant, thrilling idea that made Hinata gulp and his stomach twist into knots.

Was he really up for it?

But one whiff of Daichi's cologne from his shirt and his feet all wrapped up in the coziness of Suga's socks were enough to spur Hinata on, as if Daichi and Suga were invisibly encouraging him.

He just knew they'd love this little idea of his. So, without wasting another precious moment, he jumped up off of the couch and made a beeline towards their shared bedroom.

{•••♡•••}

Suga sighed as he trudged his way up the stairs to his, Daichi, and Hinata's apartment complex.

He enjoyed his job and teaching his students, but he was hyper aware that he hasn't had much time lately to be with Hinata. He knew Hinata was more than capable of taking care of himself, but Suga also noticed the way Hinata would droop disappointedly anytime Suga would say he was busy again or whenever Hinata wouldn't even bother replying anymore to his texts when Suga would have to clock in some extra hours. Hinata didn't mean anything bad by it, of course, but it made Suga feel like such a shitty boyfriend. It was even worse that Hinata endured it all ever so patiently, never saying what's really on his mind or what he wanted in fear of burdening him and Daichi.

Speaking of Daichi, Suga perked up once he saw Daichi already in front of their apartment unit. Daichi was just about to unlock the door before Suga greeted him.

"Hey! You're home pretty early today." Suga grinned, seeing that Daichi has a plastic bag with him. "Whatcha have there?"

Daichi grinned back at Suga, holding up the bag. "Meatbuns. Figured Sho would appreciate 'em. And yeah, I thought I'd be late again today, but I actually managed to wrap up the case without any more issues."

"Great! Then that means you can unwind for a bit, right?"

"I believe so. I also think I did pretty well on this case, so the captain will probably grant me some PTO." Daichi chuckled, sliding his key into the knob.

He really wished he would be given permission to get some rest. His profession as part of the Miyagi prefecture's police force was exhausting and, at times, vexing. But he worked particularly hard on this new case. Firstly because it was unlike any of the past cases he's had before, so he wanted to prove his worth. And secondly, he wanted to finish up as soon as possible so that he can go back to being in Hinata's loving embrace.

Which sounded so sappy, he knew, but he missed the little tangerine. This time apart made Daichi realize just how much of a helpless sucker he was for Hinata. And sometimes, when he was really missing the redhead, he'd do some rather scandalous things in his office before going home all while thinking about Hinata...

But Daichi snapped back to reality when the door clicked open, stepping into their home with Suga following suit. "Shoyo, we're home!" Suga called out, both he and Daichi taking their shoes off at the entrance and neatly placing them away.

"Sho?" Daichi raised a brow when there was no response. Hinata was like a puppy, always bounding up excitedly to them without fail and spoiling them both with adorable hugs and kisses. And it wasn't even that late yet, but was he already asleep?

Daichi and Suga stepped further inside, seeing that the TV in the living room was on. Suga grabbed the remote, turning it off. Without the hum of the TV, their home was only occupied by a deafening silence.

But that was only short lived, for soon there was a loud "AH!" that came from their bedroom.

"SHOYO!" Daichi and Suga shouted in unison, dashing to their room. Their blood ran cold. Shit, what happened? Was Hinata okay?!

They both slammed the door open, but the sight that was revealed to them was definitely NOT what they expected.

Hinata was laying on the bed, wearing only Daichi's shirt and Suga's socks. His left wrist was in one of Daichi's handcuffs from work, Hinata having cuffed himself to the bedframe while his right hand held a dildo and was rapidly thrusting it in and out of his asshole. A mini vibrator was also attached to his twitching cock, spurts of cum leaking out from his tip and dripping down his shaft.

"A-AH..! K-Koshi?" Hinata perked up, lifting his head to peek. His lips quirked up into a bright smile, his face flushed scarlet and beautiful brown eyes gone nearly black with lust. "And Daichi! Y-You're home early!"

"Shoyo, wha..?" Both men were at a loss for words, eyes as wide as volleyballs as they stared totally speechless at the unbelievable--and fucking hot--scene before them. It was like something straight out of a porno, and their naughty little redhead was the star of the show.

"I-I missed you guys...so m-much." Hinata panted, not ceasing his hand's erratic movements with the dildo. A moan slipped pass his lips, throwing his head back. "I-I've been...fucking myself l-like this for a w-while now thinking that it's y-you two!"

It was Daichi who broke out of the tantalizing spell first, dropping the plastic bag to the floor and making his way over to the side of the bed in big steps. He hastily ripped off the vibrator from Hinata's cock, making Hinata whine before he gasped sharply when Daichi's huge hand wrapped around his length.

"Fuck, Sho..." Daichi breathed, slowly stroking Hinata's cock and spreading his cum all over. "You did all this for us? God, baby, I feel like shit for leaving you alone. But this makes it all fucking worth it."

Hinata whimpered, turning his head to look at Daichi. "Y-You can do whatever you want to me, Daddy~"

Daichi froze, and if his eyes were already wide then now they threatened to pop right out of his sockets. Suga chuckled, tone low with a hint of amusement. He walked over to the other side of the bed, plopping down next to Hinata.

"Sho, baby, I think you killed Daichi." He continued to chuckle, hazel brown eyes gleaming. He then reached forward, stilling Hinata's hand with the dildo. "You won't need this anymore, baby, you have us now. Indulge us, though... What did you call dear ol' Daichi?"

"D...Daddy."

Daichi groaned, the front of his pants pitching a tent. Suga smirked, caressing Hinata's cheek tenderly though the expression on his face clearly had other wicked intentions. "Am I your daddy, too, Shoyo?"

"Yes!" Hinata replied without skipping a beat, nodding his head eagerly. "I missed you, Daddy! Do you have time for me now?"

Despite this insanely erotic situation, both Daichi and Suga's hearts melted. Have they really been neglecting their beloved shortie for THAT long?

"Yes, baby. I promise I'll be stricter with the deadlines for my students' homework so I won't have to stay after school anymore." Suga swooped in, capturing Hinata's mouth with his.

"And I'll hand in a request for some PTO, then we can spend more time together. Maybe all of us can even go on a short vacation." Daichi added, holding Hinata's right hand and pressing a gentle kiss to it before cuffing it to the bedframe as well. "Now just relax, baby. Your daddies will do the rest for you."

With both of his hands now bound, Hinata felt powerless. But he wasn't scared, knowing that he's in good hands--literally. As Suga kissed him, so slow and sensual as his tongue lazily danced with Hinata's, one of Suga's hands trailed down and pinched Hinata's nipple through his (or rather Daichi's) shirt. Hinata moaned against Suga's mouth, Daichi positioning himself so that he was on the bed in between Hinata's legs.

"Mhm... You look so gorgeous like this, baby. Such a cute little slut, opening your legs up just for us~" Daichi smirked wolfishly, crouching down. Hinata had no chance to reply when Daichi's warm tongue made contact with the base of Hinata's cock, taking his sweet time as he licked his shaft all the way to the top.

"D-Daddy..!" Hinata gasped, pulling away from Suga and watching with glossy eyes at the sinfully wonderful ministrations Daichi was doing. "M-More... Please? I want more!"

"I think you better give him what he wants, Daichi." Suga laughed, running his fingers through Hinata's fluffy orange hair. "He's been a good boy, after all."

"I have!" Hinata nodded enthusiastically, looking up at Suga. "And... G-Good boys get to have a cock in their mouth, too, right?"

Suga's pale cheeks reddened, grinning. "Dammit, Shoyo, do you know just how dangerous you are?" But Hinata didn't have to say any more, for in a split second both Daichi and Suga's clothes were flying everywhere and carelessly tossed around the room before leaving them as naked as the day they were born.

Daichi crouched down in front of Hinata's crotch again while Suga's cock poked against Hinata's lips. "Open up, slut." Suga growled authoritatively, Hinata more than happily obeying. Suga's breath hitched as he felt the familiar pleasurable heat of Hinata's mouth engulf him, making him throw his head back.

"Having fun there, Suga?" Daichi chuckled. "Well, as for me, I haven't eaten yet though this looks like such a delicious dinner~" He grinned, wrapping his mouth around Hinata's tip before easily taking in the whole of Hinata's member. Hinata wasn't that big (at least not as big as him and Suga), but his size was just right. In fact, Daichi really loved the size difference between them.

"Mmph..!" Hinata's groan was muffled by Suga's cock, his hips jerking up. But that was instantly stopped by Daichi, his strong hands pinning down Hinata's waist.

"No, Shoyo. Stay. Fucking. Still." He commanded as he pulled off Hinata's cock with a lewd pop, dark eyes narrowing up at Hinata. "Good boys do as they're fucking told unless you wanna be punished by Daddy."

Hinata, still completely stuffed by Suga, merely nodded. And without another word, Daichi glomped down on Hinata's cock again.

Meanwhile, Suga gripped onto Hinata's hair as he ever so carefully inched deeper and deeper into Hinata's mouth. With the way Daichi was beginning to bob his head now on his cock and Suga filling him, the sensations were all so damn overwhelming that it was bringing Hinata to tears. Noticing this, Suga (always so kind) gently wiped away his tears.

"You're doing so well, baby." Suga cooed, grunting as he felt his cock hit the back of Hinata's throat. "Shiiit, yeah, that's it... Breathe, Sho. Fuck, take Daddy even deeper."

And Hinata did. As much as he could, he relaxed his throat and opened himself up for his boyfriend. Suga's breath stuttered, watching with intent rapture as Hinata stared right back at him with eyes full of desire and face practically glowing crimson.

Daichi started to go even faster, bopping his head rhythmically and the salty taste of Hinata's excess cum fucking addicting. Shit, everything about Hinata was addicting. And Daichi was especially fired up after being deprived for too damn long, having only held Hinata in his perverted fantasies while jerking off after work all by his lonesome in his office.

Hinata's wanton moans reverberated throughout Suga's cock, making Suga's grip on Hinata's hair tighten as his own moans escaped him. The last of his patience wearing thin, Suga couldn't take it anymore as he began to fuck into Hinata's mouth.

Hinata's eyes shot wide, his pupils dilating as he nearly choked as Suga rammed into his poor little throat. His tongue twitched as he could feel tiny droplets of Suga's precum hitting it, making him ecstatic for Suga to blow his load. It has been way too fucking long.

Daichi could feel Hinata's cock throb, and he knew it wouldn't be far off for him to reach his release. Daichi abruptly pulled away, making Hinata whine around Suga's cock.

"Nuh-uh. You're not cumming until we allow you to, Shoyo." Daichi growled, his assertive voice sending a shiver down Hinata's spine. Even after all these years, Daichi hasn't lost his spark as a goddamn sexy leader.

Daichi then grasped his own erection, rubbing it teasingly against Hinata's anus. The sudden action made Hinata break away from Suga's cock, the handcuffs jangling slightly as Hinata squirmed.

"Oh, please..!" He pleaded desperately. "Daddy, please! Fuck me, I'll be a good boy! Please, I promise!"

A laugh bubbled out of Daichi, deep yet thundering. "Oh, baby, how can I ever deny you? You pretty fucking cockslut~"

Daichi spit on his cock, lubricating himself. But after a few moments, without any warning, he shoved himself into Hinata's yearning hole.

Hinata's back arched, and he almost came right then and there. He swore he could see stars, but was quickly brought back to the present as Suga grabbed his chin and tugged his head towards him.

"You haven't forgotten about me, have you?" Suga chuckled, his fingers mindlessly playing with Hinata's swollen lips and dipping them into his mouth.

"O-Of course not, Daddy." Hinata moaned, sucking on Suga's fingers and shaking his head. "Please fuck my mouth again, I need you!"

Suga grinned. He then swung one leg over Hinata, hovering above the redhead. "As you wish~" He hummed, prying open Hinata's mouth as wide as possible and plunging his entire cock into him once again.

"Careful you don't break him, Suga." Daichi chuckled huskily, quickening his pace. He also grabbed Hinata's cock, pumping him in time to his fast yet steady thrusts.

"Of course not, Daichi. We can't live without our slutty little fucktoy, after all~" Suga winked down at Hinata, before suddenly wrapping a hand around Hinata's neck. He squeezed--ever so lightly--but just enough to make Hinata's eyes roll to the back of his head at the brief loss of air.

Daichi was pounding away like a madman now, animalistic groans and grunts rattling his body. Hinata let out a particularly loud moan around Suga's cock when he hit a certain sweet spot, and Daichi took note as he roughly prodded into it over and over again.

Hinata wrapped his legs around Daichi's waist, pulling him in even closer before he began to bob his head up and down on Suga's cock and some drool dribbling down the side of his mouth. Suga smirked, letting Hinata do all the work and squeezing Hinata's neck a bit harder this time.

Hinata knew he wasn't going to last long. He needed to wait for their permission to cum, but he just couldn't take it anymore. He started to grind himself against Daichi, making the bigger man gasp. And that one little delectable sound from his boyfriend was enough to make Hinata tense up, eyes shutting tightly and body shaking as he came.

Although Daichi tried to control himself, he was completely milked by Hinata as his walls clenched like a goddamn vice around him. Suga couldn't restrain himself either, seeing Hinata cum enough to bring him to the peak of his orgasm. Both men let out cries of pure ecstasy, Daichi pushing balls deep into Hinata's asshole as he came and Suga's sperm shooting straight down Hinata's throat.

It took a good minute for the trio to calm themselves, slowly coming down from their high. Sweat was beading down their bodies, a pleasurable fog settling in all of their minds.

They were all breathing raggedly, but Hinata was the first to speak up.

"S-Sorry I came without your permission, Daddies..." He panted, the inside of his mouth thoroughly stained by Suga's semen and eyes glazed over. "You can punish me~"

Suga glanced over his shoulder, seeing Daichi's cock already standing proudly again from Hinata's words. Suga looked back down at Hinata, a smile reaching all the way up to Suga's ears.

"Fuck, Shoyo... We fucking missed you."

[elmaxlys]

13 and 15 :) ♡

13- list 5 OTPs from past fandoms

Jasico (Jason Grace x Nico di Angelo) from the Riordanverse. I still like the books even if I'm not up to date, but the fandom is pure garbage so I quit that part xD

Percabeth (Percy Jackson x Annabeth Chase), also from the Riordanverse. I couldn't not mention them

Cherik (Charles Xavier x Magneto) from X-Men. I've only seen the movies and was never involved with the fandom but I used to know all their scenes by heart

Oh there's all the KNB ones, I used to multiship like crazy. To this day I think it's the fandom I read the most fanfics for, maybe with HQ!! and EDEN. So the ones I have to mention here: Aida Riko x Hyuuga Junpei x Kiyoshi Teppei bro my first ot3 and the only of my KNB ships I never read a fic about I loved them so much and I'm sure if I rewatch it'd be the same

The different combinations of Kuroko Tetsuya x Kise Ryouta x Aomine Daiki x Kagami Taiga, also from KNB. Funnily enough, I don't like the 4 of them together, but the different match-ups of these 4 were all I was about haha! The time I awakened my multishipper soul..

15- Opinion on OC kids

They're not really my thing.

Pregnancy grosses me out majorly so I can't let my favs who haven't been through it in canon go through it in my head, you feel? I love omegaverse but really not for that aspect xD Adoption's better for that, to me, but still lol

The thing is, what I tend to like the most is the "pre-relationship" part, if that makes sense? Like, the pining, and how they got together, if at all. I don't often write or read about established relationships - let alone ones where's it's so established they have kids.

Also, like, when I want my OTPs who don't have kids in canon to be sort of parental figures, I just make them older siblings or parental figures of kids/younger characters that already exist in canon. For example in Tenkuu Shinpan, i have Yamajuoka as the big brothers of Haruka. Or also Rika as the big bro of Floor 9, or the other Guardian Angels as her stand-in parents. In Tokyo Ghoul, the Clowns toward Souta and Shikorae, esp Roma and Donato (not as a ship) as parents, the other as annoying big siblings.

This ended up longer than I thought rip I think the conclusion is that I'm all about found family and (somewhat) canonverse!

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[HELIOS: Rising Heroes] - Marion Blythe Card Story “My Perfect Self”

Translation under the cut.

3 years ago.

Marion: Haa...!

Phew...

It's over, huh. I heard that it's level 3, but it's not much different from the rest.

Brad: Marion.

Marion: ...Brad.

So you came. I've already retrieved the Substance on my own.

Brad: Why did you handle this alone? I told you to wait for the Mentor's instructions first when you receive a call from HQ.

Marion: I thought I could do it, so I handled it alone. What is with your way of talking even though I've retrieved it properly?

Brad: That just happened to be the result.

Rookies who have only been in the Academy for less than a month are not allowed to retrieve a level 3 Substance. It's to avoid danger, so make sure you follow what is taught.

Marion: Hah? And why do I have to listen to you?

I didn't ask to be taught in the first place, and I don't agree with this useless training system.

I can do anything without someone telling me what to do. There is nothing more useless than lowering my level to meet the standards of ordinary people.

Brad: ......

Marion: What, do you still have something to say?

Brad: Marion Blythe. You are the youngest person ever to graduate from the Academy and become a Hero.

However, now that you're in this position, don't think that you can overcome anything from here on out by yourself.

Don't fall behind when you find yourself in a situation, and follow the instructions of those higher than you without a word. Pride can be fatal.

Marion: ...Who the hell do you think you are? What's so great about being a mentor? You were born before me, and you became a Hero before me, and that's it, right?

I was in fact earlier...

Brad: What is it?

Marion: ...Nevermind. Anyway, unlike ordinary people, I can do anything without being taught. You just need to understand that. 

Brad: It's in disarray.

Marion: ...Huh?

Brad: Your tie is in disarray. ...The knot is unbalanced. Did you tie it too tight?

Did you tie it while keeping it in shape? If you are not used it, you can practice while looking at the mirror.

Marion: Wha...

Brad: If you don't know how to tie a knot, I can teach you that as your mentor. If you don't like that, you can ask Dr. Nova instead.

There is no such thing as a person who can do anything without being taught. It's better to be a little more flexible in the future before you grow out of it.

Marion: Shut up! My tie doesn't matter now, does it?!

Wh-what mentor! I hate you, don't you ever talk to me again!

Brad: ......

----

Marion: Uu...uuu...

Nova: Hey, Jack. What happened to Marion~?

I woke up and there he was, lying in front of the mirror the whole time. I asked him what was wrong, but he just told me not to talk to him...

Jack: He seems to be facing the mirror and tying and untying his tie over and over again.

Nova: His tie?

Jack: Sometimes, he throws it away as if he is having a tantrum, but he picks it up again and tie it back together...

Nova: Is he having trouble tying his tie? Now that you mention it, now that they're wearing uniforms, they have to wear a tie every day, don't they?

I didn't think it would be a problem since he hadn't shown any signs of being troubled over it until now... I wonder if I should teach him properly once~?

Jack: But you were told not to talk to him, right?

Nova: Yeah...

Jack: In the first place, can Nova even tie a tie?

Nova: Huh?! O-of course I can! What do you even think of me?

...Well, I haven't dressed properly in a while, so I might have forgotten how.

Jack: Jack figured...

Nova: But the fact that he came all this way to practice doesn't mean that he wants me to help, does it?

He's struggling so hard...I really can't stand this!

Jack: Please wait, Nova. Jack thinks that you should watch over him gently.

He has always been that way, but since he entered the hospital, he has become especially eager to do everything by himself. Please do not interfere and just watch over him.

Nova: I-I see... Marion is trying to grow up, isn't he?

When he was little, I taught him how to wear clothes, make pancakes, and many other things. I'm a bit lonely~...

Jack: Jack is also lonely, however Jack is really looking forward to seeing how Marion is going to grow up.

Nova: Uu, Jaaackkk~...

----

A few days later.

Brad: --These are today's agenda. If you have any questions, feel free to ask.

Marion: ......

Brad: Marion, do you have anything to say? ...Or rather, you are in a good mood today.

Marion: Not really, it's the same as always, isn't it?

Brad: ...?

Marion: (I can finally tie my tie perfectly.)

(It's so perfect and beautifully tied that it's impeccable. Moreover, I did it by myself without anyone teaching me...)

(Brad also looked like he couldn't say anything. Hmph, I don't want to have to deal with that guy again.)

Brad: Ah, I forgot to tell you something.

We're going to have a medical checkup soon. All the staff members involved in HELIOS are required to undergo this examination without exception.

As in a general health checkup, there is a medical interview, palpation, x-rays and blood tests--

Marion: B-Blood test?!

Brad: What's wrong, Marion?

Marion: ......

(Blood test means...a-an injection, right?)

(I don't want to take it...but I can't say that in front of this guy even if I die!)

(Uuu~...  There's nothing I can't do...!)

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Sweet Dreams

Clint BartonXreader!

Summary: Clint has been having many strange dreams lately and they all involve the same girl. On "open house" day for the avengers to recruit new ones, he sees the girl from his dreams.

Word count: 3.6k

•multiple avengers placed into the story and made up characters

Warnings: slight profanity, the tiniest bit of smut, angst.

Destroyed buildings, dead bodies of fallen soldiers, and her. She would always be there in his dreams, it's like she is the angel of death. Every night Clint Barton goes to bed his vivid dreams begin to take their course. They always end in one way, Clint dying or getting critically injured. The girl however, she is the one hurting him. Crushing him with an object, blasting him from afar, and slicing his neck, and more. After he died she would walk up to him say something but he couldn't make out the words.

"I think he's having another one of his dreams" Nat says holding a cup of coffee watching over Clint

"aren't you gonna wake him up? I don't think watching him is the best idea" wanda says with a concerned look "I could give him a happy dream, just say the magic words" she says as she waves her hands

Nat takes a long pause as she collects her thoughts. "Ok, you can give him a good dream as long as im in it" she says with a smile

Wanda nods her head and proceeded to give Clint the dream he deserves instead of him having a nightmare.

It's morning, Clint opens his eyes confused. He sits up and sits at the edge of the bed stretching his arms. He gets up and goes to grab his toothbrush from the bathroom before he is interrupted by nat standing in the doorway

"so how did you sleep"

"I slept pretty good surprisingly, it's been a while since I've had such a good dream" he says as he puts toothpaste on his toothbrush and begins to brush his teeth.

As he brushes he then realizes that it was open house day and his room was an absolute shit show. He takes an hour to clean before getting dressed and going to meet everyone in the kitchen.

When he walks down stairs he can see everyone looking very tired and staring at him angrily. All of them holding pillows

"Barton, you need to learn to control yourself!" Lang says as he throws his pillow at Clint only missing him by an jnch

"what did I do??! I didn't have another nightmare did I??"

"oh it DEFINITELY wasn't a nightmare" tony says scoffing at barton "do you know how loud you were? we could hear you from outside, no OUTER SPACE." tony then stands up and goes in front of Clint and begins to talk quieter "Barton, buddy look, I understand you have your little sexual fantasies and whatever but you need to keep it down so the rest of us can sleep" tony then Pat's his shoulder and walks away

"fantasies? What fantasies?"

he then remembers a very vivid part of his dream where he has sex with ... Nat. He wasn't grossed out by the idea but he wasn't happy with it either. He then heads over to Natasha who is drinking a cup of coffee.

"did you know?"

"did I know what?" She says with a smirk

"you totally did know! That's why you asked about my dream!" He says laughing

"I had Wanda help you out with your dreams and she helped you out a little too much"

They share a few laughs before getting stopped by Steve he called a group meeting. All the avengers, even Peter Parker, head over to sit down at the table or stand around it to listen to what Cap has to say

"alright guys, so today is the open house and I just wanted to make sure everyone was prepared to meet potential avengers. There are a few rules I made so nothing gets out of hand while they are here" he hands out little pamphlets saying 'welcome!' on the front to hand to the potentials. "When the potentials get here I am going to pair you up with one of them and then you give them the pamphlet. Is that clear? Do I have to explain anything else"

Peter raises his hand

"yes Peter"

"so,,, I can get a partner too?"

"no actually you will be greeting everyone at the door and sadly I'll be showing some moves to the potentials and I need your help"

"um sir why is that sad?"

"because I'm going to kick your ass,, anyway with that being said I dismiss you all, the potentials will be here shortly"

Peter stands there with a worried look on his face before being dragged out by Sam and bucky telling him not to worry.

Clint stands in the training room with the other avenges all lined up and turned to face the door to get partnered up. A long black limo then arrives and tons of potentials come piling out and start heading to the door being held open by spidey, in his suit of course.

"welcome! potentials, this is the new HQ for the avengers and you have all been chosen to 'test your might' in the training room. And if you make it past the first cut you'll have a simulated mission and the 2 best potentials shall train with us for a while and join the team!" Cap says with a big grin

"now I'm going to have you pull a random number out this bin and that's your partner"

Clint can see each potential grabbing a piece of paper hoping the person he gets is cool.

He then sees a girl, she seems very familiar but he can't pin point why. She starts to walk over into the room asking everyone what number they have.

"over here!" Nat says waving her hand to the girl "lucky you, you have the best person in the room"

The girl laughs and it makes Clint feel uneasy and when he hears her speak he can almost remember where he has seen her

"hi I'm y/n, do I have to disclose any special abilities I have to you?"

"oh here I almost forgot" Nat hands her the pamphlet cap made "these are all of the rules you need to follow and information you need" she smiles "and yes it would be important to know of your abilities"

"in that case I am able to manipulate the air and turn it into any solid object I want and manipulate the mind"

And with that being said Clint stares widely at the ground and looks up at y/n. she catches him staring and he quickly averts his eyes to a blue kree potential walking towards him.

"hi I'm Erik, do you have a pamphlet for me?"

"oh here you go" he hands him the pamphlet and begins to tell him some of the rules while glancing at y/n every few seconds

Cap then goes up front with Peter to show the potentials some new moves. Steve did great of course peter, not so much.

"it's now your time to train with the potentials, have fun, don't go to Easy on them" he says walking out with Peter limping

Clint goes to look over at Erik and signals him to get into fighting position but he seems confused.

"come on kid get in position" Clint says laughing

"oh" Erik says as he gets in a stance that looks like he is getting ready to do a squat

"no kid look, here is what you do. You put your arms up like you're gonna throw a punch and put one leg back and bend your knees"

The kid repositions himself and then looks up to smile at him. Clint can already tell this kid is gonna need alot of work.

An hour or 2 goes by and the next part of open house is to bond with your potential, so Clint and Erik went into a living room area and talked for a bit.

"I am very excited to become an avenger, it's been my dream since forever"

"oh I forgot to ask, what powers do you have?"

"I can speak to people in their head as long as I've seen them"

"so, you're telepathic?"

"yes, haha my parents, who are kree, came here and had to disguise themselves to blend in. We don't go out much. But yes my parents were so confused on how I got these powers they had me-"

Clint kind of just nods his head listening to the potential speak most of the time explaining how he grew up on Earth and seeing avengers saving the world and blah blah blah. All Clint was worried about was y/n. He couldn't get her out of his head, literally. His best bet was to just ask Erik about her.

"hey uhh, do you know anything about that girl over there" he then points to y/n chatting it up with Natasha

"ahh yes, y/n" he takes a bit of a pause "she can be a bit of a handful. Um, she grew in a rough life her parents were mutants in xmen but they went rogue and we're shot with multiple arrows and died so she actually grew up with me. She doesn't like telling people though so don't bring it up"

"yeah thanks for that,, but does she do anything to your dreams"

"oh all the time. She loves to give me nightmares and when I wake up she would just lay in the bed next to me laughing"

Clint didn't say anything and he kind of just glared at y/n until she made eye contact with him. He didn't turn away. The look on her face was filled with a bit of terror but also relief. Like she didn't have to hide anything anymore. Then Nat came over to us.

"hey guys have you met my amazing potential y/n" she said excited

"no I haven't" he stood up "my name is Clint Barton, nice to meet you" he held out his hand to shake hers

She shook his hand and smiled slightly with a nervous look on her face

Steve Rogers then came in to assign all the potentials rooms that made the cut in the training room

" as I watched you all fight through the cameras and in person, me and another person have voted on who stays and who goes. Out of the 15 that showed up, only 7 made the cut. All the names I call are safe. Natasha, Scott Lang, Tony, Thor, Rhodey, Sam, and Clint. Alright now everyone that made it follow me and everyone else, thank you for coming and always keep working hard, tony will see you out."

And with that Steve walked off with the potentials and Clint was left with nat.

"that girl you're partnered with is the one giving me nightmares"

Natasha then looks over at Clint with her eyes widened and a confused look on her face "excuse me what"

Clint then nods his head while Nat is trying to comprehend the situation.

"how is she giving you nightmares she hasn't even seen you before. Want me to get her kicked out"

"no no don't do anything, I'll talk to her myself"

after that conversation he headed back to his room to get ready for bed.

As he closed his eyes the nightmare soon took place. He was in an abandoned building with skeletons and dead avengers everywhere. He can hear footsteps coming towards him, it was her. She came closer and closer until she was close enough to grab his neck.

"why did you do it. Why did you kill them" she says as she looks like she is going to cry.

"i had to" he says as he struggles to get loose from y/n

"that's the wrong answer" she grips tighter and tighter

Nat would give him tips on how to wake himself up during a bad dream because they would scare her sometimes and she can't watch him 24/7, so he thought it was the time to try it. It worked.

He popped up out of bed gripping y/ns neck then he eventually let go once he saw her tear up. After he let go he sat down on his bed looking at her catch her breath.

"why. Why hunt me down, try out for the avengers and kill me."

"you killed my parents" she says still gripping her neck

Clint kind of laughs at her comment and then goes back to having a Stern look on his face "are you serious? Do you know who your parents are?"

Y/n stands there in silence looking at Clint then at the ground not knowing what to say "you took them away from me"

"if they loved you, they wouldn't have given you such a hard life." He paused and looked at the ground " your parents, yes they were in heros but they found their way to hydra. They thought he was the best bet for the world. They killed and tortured so many people y/n. I had to kill them"

He can hear her beginning to cry and he doesn't really know what to do. Was he really going to comfort the girl that tried to kill him 10 minutes ago? Yeah

"look just sit next to me, we can talk this out"

She slowly walked over to sit on the edge of the bed with him. She then hugged him and started bawling her eyes out on his chest. She noticed how firm it was and how built he was. But all he could think about is trying to get her to stop the nightmares.

After y/n cried she looked up at Clint, they stared at each other for a while

She then leaned in for a kiss

"what are you doing" Clint says as he breaks the kiss

Y/n looks at him teary eyed and covers her mouth thinking about how much she wanted to take it back

"im- I'm so sorry. I should go I shouldn't even be in here right now. I'm so sorry" she gets up and tries to walk out the room before Clint grabs her arm. "No you don't have to go, I was just caught off guard. First you try to kill me and then kiss me. So much happened in those few minutes and I just needed to process"

She nods telling him she understands. As they both stand in the middle of his room they look at the floor until y/n goes in for a hug. It was comforting and warm to let Clint know she was ok. It lasted a while.

"so,,, about my dreams" he whispers in her ear "

"don't worry, it won't happen anymore"

She then smiles at Clint and heads out the room

Clint's wakes up bright and early thanks to cap bursting into his room with Tony to wake him up for the simulated mission with Erik. Clint heads out the door heading to the simulation room.

when he gets there Erik is already there waiting for him.

"hey Clint! I've been practicing hard all night I can't wait to work with you"

"don't get too excited"

Erik had a dazed and confused look on his face from bartons comment.

Soon enough all the team members gathered in front of simulation room. Each team would go in one by one doing a battle again some sort of villain. Steve had taught them about all the villains yesterday when he showed them to their rooms.

"all right now this is the last test you will have to see if you make it into the avengers. Last night I gave you a folder of a villain and their weakness. The villains I gave you are going to be. Good luck"

"first up is Lang's potential" tony says

Scott sends his potential in there and he did not so good. He just about got his ass beat. After him it was Clint's turn. He sends the blue boy in there and waits to see what villain he gets. It's Ronan. Of course Steve would give him a villain the same race he was.

As Clint watched he noticed that Erik's form was better but Ronan taunted him like he does everyone.

"I killed many of our kind, join me, join me in killing off the rest of us, like your dear parents"

"shut up!" He ran at Ronan trying to dodge his attacks. He was hit a few times but he kept going. It was about 20-30 min fight before cap ended it.

Up next was Rhodey, then tony, then Sam, Thor and finally it was Nat. Clint had been waiting to see y/n fight Because he had high hopes for her. She stepped in and when Steve started the simulation, Ultron was her villain. Clint and Erik could see the fear in her face.

"hello sweet girl, I knew your parents. their lives were so boring without me so I took them, we became so strong. Too bad they died, well not really they started getting soft on me."

Her eyes watered but she didn't let him get to her, she fought and fought up until the 30 min mark then Steve had to end it.

"Hey, good job in there" Clint said as she walked out. She thanked him and quickly rushed to the bathroom

Steve then reviews everyone's scores on their simulation and makes an announcement. "Ok everyone can I have your attention. I have added up the highest scores and the names I say will be safe. Before I say them I just want to say it was great working with everyone and we appreciate you trying out. Ok so the two people are, Erik and y/n! Congratulations you two are now official avengers."

Everyone clapped and cheered and the losing potentials were shown out by their teammate.

After everyone left Clint was exhausted, even though he did nothing, so he went to his room to shower and sleep. He got out the shower and was soon interupted by y/n entering his room

"omg I'm so sorry I didn't know you only had a towel on" she said covering her eyes

"it's fine, but can you turn around so I can get dressed"

She nodded and she heard him drop his towel. She was very tempted to look, so she did and all she caught was a glimpse of his butt as he pulled up his boxers.

He turns around and sees her looking "how long have you been staring!" He walks up to her as she laughs "only a few seconds I swear" when she stops laughing she realizes he's shirtless and blushes a little but Clint didn't see.

After the laughter dies down Clint asks y/n why she is in his room

"oh I just wanted to say thank you again for saying I did good in the simulation room" he smiles and says no problem. There is then more silence while they both stand in the middle of the room.

"is that all?" He says

She stares at him and looks at him for a moment

The next thing you know y/n pressed her lips against Clint's once again, this time he doesn't pull away. y/n rubs her fingers through clints slightly damp hair as she locks lips with the marksman. His hand is around her waist, massaging her back as they continue the passionate kiss. Clint begins to get more into the kiss and pushes y/n against the wall then gripping on her ass slightly. Her hands are on his back almost digging into his skin. He soon signals to take off her shirt revealing her lacey bra. She then wrapped her legs around Clint and he carried her to his bed, laying her down so he is able to take off her jeans. He then goes back to her soft bruised lips, then her neck, stomach and when he was making his way further down she she stopped him

"what's wrong" he says eager to continue

"nothing, it's just,,, I think we should wait to do this. Maybe go on an actual date first." She said as she hoped she didn't kill the mood

"I understand, we can wait." He moves up and goes back to her lips to give her one final kiss "so are you sleeping in here" y/n then nods and he goes to his closet and grabs an large shirt for her to wear to bed.

The two then lay there under the covers, Clint holding her in his arms "goodnight" he says to her kissing her forehead. Y/n then says "Sweet dreams" as she kisses his cheek.

[askrockandfriends]

Well... 2022. This... has been an eventful year, to say the least. I didn't think I'd come back to Tumblr after an extended absence, but, lo and behold, here I am. Honestly, I think I'm having more fun here than I have in a long time, mainly due to prioritizing my own wants and needs on this site over everything else and taking back control over the interactions I get on here. So, what's to come for the new year?

In all honesty, I think it's finally the end of me adding random muses on this blog now. I have numerous blogs that I can add new characters on to rp as, and this one is just the main one. A set roster also means I can more effectively do projects with these characters outside of rp.

I'd like to do more story-driven stuff with my muses. I feel like I always have these awesome ideas for story plots, but in RP, 9 times out of 10, I'm stuck with slice-of-life and/or shipping plots, which, while fun for relaxing, are not the extent of what I want to do. I want to bring out more of my characters in situations where there's more stakes involved. Speaking of which...

Goh and Rock specifically. I feel like I haven't fully realized their potential in the roles they were meant to play. For Goh, I want to showcase just how threatening he can be as a villain in his own right. The League of Evil Muses is a start, but I want to showcase more of just Goh himself being an antagonistic force apart from everyone else and show just how threatening he can be, particularly when angered. For Rock, I want to show more of his brave, badass side that comes out when fighting to protect his friends and family from evil. Most of the threads I end up doing with him and the others are just slice-of-life stuff that really doesn't leave much opportunity to be a hero in any situation. What I want is to put him in more high-stakes situations that can allow for him to bring out his heroic side and show how awesome he can be when faced with powerful threats that could potentially push him to the limit and put him and his friends and family in danger. Really, it all ties back to me wanting to do more plot-related stuff beyond my usual slice-of-life, romance and smut (on the sin blog).

Also, some characters I'd like to develop more, like Anzu. Typically, she's akin to Rock's sidekick in any given thread, but I'd like to do some more stuff where she branches out on her own and develops more of her own personality, motivations, and methods beyond what her brother does.

That's mainly all I want to do in the new year. Happy 202-

???: "More threatening, huh? Perhaps you'll see just how threatening I can be!" An army of drones, soldiers, and helicopters surround the blog HQ! One of the copters lands just outside the base entrance, and Goh steps outside of it.

"If you don't feel like you're writing me well... then perhaps you aren't fit to write me at all! Time to relieve you of your duties and let someone more competent take the reins!" With a single hand signal, dozens upon dozens of guns and cannons take aim at the allelitemuses HQ... guys, I think I might be in trouble here...

H A P P Y 2 0 2 3 !

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Hi, I'm the anon who sent the messages about Rotom-Cyrus to TWJ. I wanted to explain myself. There are two books in Rotom's Room: one written by Charon where he says he found out about Rotom "by pure chance." So Charon is involved with Rotom (prob why he has that card) but he isn't the one who met Rotom as a kid. I don't want to spoil exactly what happens in USUM incase you haven't reached that part but it does basically confirm Cyrus is the one who wrote that account.

aaaa that suuuuuckscos literally its fuckin a book signed by charon how was i meant to know that oh the other book right next to it isnt by charon alsoand the trading card has no meaning whatsoeverand we’re just giving more sad backstory to a guy who already had a sad backstory and nope charon has no backstory whatsoever and was just super evil and everyone was right for all these years telling me i’m a jerk for liking this characterand right when basically the same thing just happened with faba seriouslyharmless comedic villain in sun and moon, is shown apparantly redeemed in the postgame, but NOPE now its retconned and he was The Most Evil One and something something lusamine isn’t bad anymore and everything she ever did is now being done by faba in the animecos hey yknow thats what i get for giving the benefit of the doubt to ~ugly people~seriously fuckin everyone hated faba right from when he was first revealed, you had people predicting his ENTIRE PLOT based on just one picture of him and his name and no information whatsoever on his personality. we all just fucking knew what was going to happen because he’s a science man with an ‘ugly’ face and he’s ~flambouyant~and then charon fuckin literally existed to be the ~worse man~ who was added to make cyrus more redeemablethats how he was treated in both mangas. he was made more evil just so cyrus could be redeemed, which was POINTLESS because we all already believed he could be redeemed! and fuck we even all already thought he had cute moments with his pokemon as a kid, geez! there’s a hundred fanarts of that same scenario but with murkrow or zubat or magikarp or houndour or sneasel...just fuckin the pokespe manga wrote a personalityless charon who murdered a child and was outright shown not being friends with rotom and actually hating rotom and getting his ass kicked by rotomand then in DPA we get not only More Evil Charon Who Kills People but also he’s drawn really stupidly over the top scary while everyone else is big eyed shoujo dorks. and our protagonist believes that everyone is redeemable except charon. lets show cyrus committing far more evil acts than charon ever did in the game, lets show him being ooc as fuck and talking about murdering pokemon while surrounded by graves. but THAT IS OKAY and our hero will insist on saying he’s redeemable but NOOOPE charon just fuckin steals some money and has an ugly grandpa face and he gets no such sympathy. he just exists to make you forget that moment of cyrus being ooc double evil. cos we literally retconned that charon was responsible for all cyrus’s evil acts last arc, even though he wasnt even in the fuckin story yetand like now my only damn consolation here is that the character i connected with when i first played the game is AT LEAST NOT THAT EVIL. but all the potential signs of headcanoning him as not evil were all false and i just should have known it. and apparantly its a better and more worthwhile plot to just give sad childhood man another pokemon he knew in his sad childhood, and the thing i thought was Really Cool And Interesting Writing didn’t actually exist. like seriously i was fuckin literally suffering from the same abusive childhood cyrus has in his backstory back when i played dppt and i DO NOT KNOW WHY but i ended up connecting with this stupid grandpa more than him and it saved me in a dark time more than him. back then i was a stupid fuck and i hated cyrus cos i saw myself in him, like i didnt want to admit that i was in an abusive family and i wanted to hate him for daring to want to take revenge against the world that fucked him over. i felt he didnt have the right, like I didnt have the right..so yeah i didnt even fully realise cyrus’s backstory until i replayed the game as an adult, but the one thing that did hit me back then was how unexpected and cool it was to turn our opinion of this jerk grandpa on its head. like i mean whoa! i didnt hate him like everyone else did, i found him pretty funny, but still i wasnt a big fan or anything until i saw that diary entry. like charon does LITERALLY NOTHING in the plot there is no reason they should have added him in a third version, he has no reason to exist unless he was meant to be the guy who introduces rotom’s new forms also added in the game. and it was such a mind blown moment! it doesnt even make him less evil! like “whoa this evil guy used to be a good kid once” could still work even if it WASNT a sign of him having potential redeemability, like it makes him so much more personally evil and horrible if he abandoned his best friend or something. I was so dissappointed you don’t get a boss battle with him, cos i went and caught that rotom and was hyped to defeat him with the pokemon he once betrayed and like there’s NONE OF THAT ANGLE if it was cyrus. it doesnt make rotom any different than any of his other pokemon that he owns right now and we know he already cares about, cos he has a crobat.and it JUST DOESNT MAKE SENSEbecause the journal SOUNDS like charon!they both talk all smart guy style but it felt more formal like how charon talksand like how charon boasts a lot, but the journal has him boasting about his friend instead. it sounds too enthusiastic to be cyrus...and like we already know where cyrus grew up as a kid and it wasnt eterna city. and he doesnt have a secret lab in galactic hq also in eterna city, like charon does. and also he’s not like friggin fifty years old so why would his childhood poke-friend be in a wrecked abandoned house if it was just ten years ago or something. and also why would they give charon this trading card where they draw the 100% evil guy having a vaguely genuine smile on his face and not looking like rotom hates him and he’s got it caged up or anything and also why would the card’s effect be all about friendship and why would they define him as The Rotom Guy and why would they even bother to give a trading card to charon if charon is a pointless character who never did anything important and had no actual relevance to this rotom wifi event except apparantly stealing a bunch of diaries from some other guy who was really responsible for it all. and why would they bother to point out that someone signed the diary if it wasnt the guy who wrote the diary, and also we are not going to sign the diary by the guy who actually wrote it. like if it was meant to be cyrus whey didnt they make it clearer?? nobody could be expected to have figured that out!also why does charon have a second rotom room in silph co in HGSS which timeline wise means he would have had it before DPPT and he’s talking about finding a rotom by chance before he ever found this diary that doesnt really belong to him. like why would he build an entire lab of form machines if he didnt own a rotom yet? how would he know enough to make them actually work for rotom if he never owned a rotom yet?why did nintendo decide to do all this if i wasnt supposed to reach the conclusion that charon had ANYTHING to do with rotom???why didnt they make it fucking clearer. why couldnt i have been saved years of clinging to this stupid ass headcanon and basing a lot of my taste in stories on the whole concept of ‘wow that was so fucking cool how they took a one dimensional looking villain and then turned it on our head with a cool reveal and made me super eager to see future stories with him’ and hey we’re not ever gonna get those and also everyone else was right and i should just give up and agree that ugly looking granddads will always be eviland why the fuck did i somehow link my self worth to such a random ass headcanon for a random ass character like seriously could someone have properly explained cyrus’s plot to me as a kid so i could have had him stop me from committing suicide instead. like seriously if they’d just made cyrus’s grandpa less hard to find and explained the plot more clearly and explained that he was the rotom kid AAAAAAAAARGHand i really didnt fucking need this, usum, right after also people started telling me that lusamine is ~really good~ and her whole child abuse plot is gone now like ha ha ha ha fucking ha lets crush bunni on two damn levelsand what is my fucking luck that this happened to happen right on the same day when i got some stupid ass anon hate and also had a horrible nightmare about my abusive fatherlike seriously dude who sent me this ask im really sorry ive had such an incoherant babbling reply to it, its just been a really bad day for me and like.. im not freaking out because of this minor headcanon being proven wrong, its just like i was already freaking out and having some random irrelevant headcanon bullshit happen right now is REALLY bad timing to push me off the edgehopefully i can calm down and come back and give a more coherant response of like.. why i headcanoned the different thing and why I’m sad its not true, even though i’m happy for you that your personal headcanon did become true instead.but like it sucks to be told ‘nope you’re not allowed to have your favourite character, his one and only personality trait was just a misconception you had’ during such a really bad timing of such an already bad daynintendo could u give us like a sassy science villain gramps who DOES have a redemption plot? or at least a plot that isnt ‘exists to be worse than the main villain’? like seriously why did it happen twice. i was happy at original sun and moon cos it felt like faba as charon but better written but then NOOOOPEjust...god...what.what sort of fuckface up in heaven decided to throw all the bad shit at me today and not at least spread it out across the rest of the week?

[crollalanzaa]

For the fanfic questions, how about prime numbers (1, 2, 3, 5, 7, 11, 13, 17, 19, 23, 29, 31, 37, 41) of the ones you haven't done already.

Finally got on my laptop to answer. How long will this take me. (18:22 now)

What was the first fandom you got involved in?Harry Potter.

2. What is your latest fandom?BNHA - although I’ve not written anything for it. I’m having a lot of fun reblogging art and reading the manga.

3. What is the best fandom you’ve ever been involved in?

Probably Harry Potter (although haikyuu is very close) because it was the first and I fell so much into the fandom, it started me writing again, and I met so many lovely people (including you :D). 

5. Which fandoms have your written fanfiction for?Harry Potter, Haikyuu, Percy Jackson, Yuri on Ice, Voltron, GANGSTA, Shaderunners, and two drabble ficlet things for Yowapeda and Akatsuki no Yona.

7. List your NOTPs from each fandom you’ve been in. 

EEEEK - uh okay *ducks*  Basically, ship and let ship, dude.HP: Snape/Lily, Sirius/Lily, and I’m slightly allergic to Scorpius/Rose because I ship Scorpius/Lily so hard.HQ: Uh … well … anything that splits up Daisuga, tbh. YoI: Not sure I have a NOTP here.Percy Jackson: I’m not so involved with the fandom that I have an OTP or a NOTP.Voltron: No real NOTP. I’m not a diehard shipper in VLD, really.GANGSTA: The characters are so fucked up in this manga, that’s it’s hard to have an OTP let alone a NOTP.Shaderunners: Easton/Anyone - hahahah. That’s unfair, but a bit of an in-joke.BNHA: don’t really have an OTP, so I don’t quite have a NOTP either. 

11. Who is your current OTP?  (I’m going to use Haikyuu for these questions)Daisuga. I doubt this is a shock to anyone.

13. Any NoTPs?Half answered this. I’m not a huge fan of anything that splits up DaiSuga. Not that I kick off about it, I just avoid it and scroll on by.

19. Is there a ship which you wished you could get behind, but you just don’t feel them?Uhm, tbh, it’s probably Kage/hina.(SORRRRYYYYY)  I do love their dynamic, but I can’t see beyond what they are at the moment. I think they’re still very much at the team mates who are becoming friends, and that’s pretty good, tbh. Maybe one day I’ll get behind them, but  I’m more interested in the older characters anyway, so …

29. Do you have a beta reader? Why/Why not?I don’t. I used to have several - ha - especially when I was on MNFF. I do think I have a fairly good handle on how to write a story now and how to get it finished, so it’s really my SPaG that needs help, but … I’m impatient to post once I’ve finished, and I’m not sure it’s fair to inflict the copious amounts of stuff I write. It’s also hard to find someone you trust to help you out. I’ve seen the occasional story where someone says they have two or three betas, who are usually friends, and that shows because often friends love your stories so much that they can’t see the errors because they’re so wrapped up in the story. Then again, if you have someone who isn’t in the fandom, or has different ideas about characters, then you can come to a stalemate. 

31. What’s the nicest thing someone has ever said about your writing?

I … don’t know. I’ve had a few people say that they were having a horrible day and then found one of my stories and that really cheered them up - that’s lovely. And recently someone commented on my Daisuga/HOP crossover fics saying they loved how I’d worked the HQ characters into the story still using the HQ characterisation. I do really try with characterisation so love when it’s appreciated. Someone said ‘ZECHAD’ on a story once. Not sure it was a compliment - snicker.

Edits to add: You once said that Drowning, Not Waving showed you a different way to write fanfic, and that still blows me away. 

37. First person or third person - what do you write in and why?

Generally third, but I’ve written some characters (like both Dumbledores) in first and also my OF is in first, but as a fic POV, I really prefer third. The trouble with first person in fic is that we all read it with our own knowledge of the character, so it’s hard reading a fic where you’re in their head the whole time, and I tend to read in my own voice not the characters. With OF, you don’t know the characters, so it’s easier to go along with it.

41. List and link to 5 fanfics you are currently reading:Yikes, I’m not reading five, atm. but here are the two I am. 

Common Side Effects - by notallballs (notallbees) Kuroken, and just a really good slow burn. (WIP)

The Chronicles of the Virgin Asahi - by Ellessey Asanoya, E rating. Complete but I still have 4 chapters to go.

And the last three I read are …

The Perfect Storm - Kaiyou - daisuga. Trapped in a log cabin. Confession fic.

Run and Hide - xladysaya - KuroTsukki - watching scary movies - hahaha

Only in my dreams - rinoa11 - Daisuga Sleeping Beauty AU. 

OOOH, it’s now 19:03 and I’m going to stop.

Thanks, Jess. 

meme thing

[darapnerd]

G33k HQ Presents: MC Front-A-Lot Interview

Interview Questions From G33K-HQ & Darealwordsound (Wordy): Nerdcore Interview Collaboration Questions

MC Front: Thank you for bearing with me! So sorry to continually drop the ball on this. Here you go.

Wordy: What was your first creative outlet? MC Front: I seem to remember kindergarten involving a lot of drawing. First and second grade had poetry exercises sometimes. But the way we played D&D between 2nd and 6th grades was how my imagination really got fired up. We didn\'t like dice and maps that much. We\'d take turns DMing and just sort of freestyle the stories to each other at recess. Wordy:  What was the first rap album you ever purchased? MC Front: It was also my first CD. DJ Jazzy Jeff and the Fresh Prince, He\'s the DJ, I\'m the Rapper. Wordy: Who are your biggest music inspirations?

  MC Front: Tom Waits, Public Enemy, Bjork

Wordy: Describe your studio to us.

  MC Front: I have an Ikea desk that\'s been out of print for 10 years so I get fussy when anyone leans on it. Creaky, cheap old thing. It\'s the only one where you can bolt the rotating side shelves at any height. Perfect for the near-field monitors and re-aiming them for any version of the stereo field. I mix there in my bedroom which isn\'t treated, but I\'ve been in there so long that I can work around most of the room effects. I have a coat closet fully treated, very dead and dry, for vocals. I keep some buttons in there to engineer myself, but everything\'s still happening on the studio computer. My pre-amp and mics and monitors are satisfactory. I could use a better ADC/DAC.

  I will record occasional hand percussion, etc, in that closet booth, but very little fits in there. For other acoustic capture, I\'ll rent time at a real studio (any time I\'m tracking my drummers) or I\'ll go field-record strings at someone\'s apartment.

  A solid two thirds of the non-vocal sound on the albums is electronic, and I can get keyboard performances or work on drum machine material in the project studio without worrying about the ambient noises of Brooklyn.

  Wordy: Describe your ideal home studio if money wasn\'t a problem.

  MC Front: A proper treatment of the mixing room would be great. I guess I\'d have twenty of these Avalon pre-amps and a little drum room, as well as a booth big enough for upright bass or cello. There is almost unlimited fanciness available in the hardware market... I guess I\'d have to make a hobby out of shopping. I\'d still use Reaper as my DAW, though -- the least expensive version of that kind of software, and also the best. I could probably spend sixty grand on plugins.

Wordy: What is your creative process for writing and or producing a song?

MC Front: Baddd Spellah, my Canadian beatsmithing partner, has been kind enough to work on grooves with me for the last fifteen years. Usually I will start with something he\'s been kicking around, or he\'ll take a pass at some live drum that I\'ve been chopping up, and we\'ll add keyboard material from Gm7 (Gaby Alter), my longtime music co-writer. When there is a verse-appropriate groove that is in pretty good shape, I\'ll leave it on loop and write. Once in a while, I\'ll write a hook over a groove that feels like a chorus, and start from there. After I\'ve got most of a lyric, I\'ll put down a scratch vocal so that Spellah and I can build a full song arrangement. Then I\'ll record too many takes of the final vocal, and spend too many months dicking around with the comp, the mix, and all the instrumental details. Finally I\'ll listen to it on as many different devices as I can, fine-tune the mix, and stay up for a week and a half making increasingly bad decisions about everything on the album, leading up to the mastering appointment I foolishly committed to several months prior.

  Wordy: What is your happiest On-Stage Moment?

  MC Front: I think a PAX crowd demanded a second encore once. That makes you feel like a superstar.

Wordy: What was your favorite song to write or record?

  MC Front: Maybe Stoop Sale? But that might be because the video came out so well. For the most part, my happiness with the process relies entirely on the result: it makes me happy to listen to a track if I don\'t just hear a barrage of fuckups that it\'s too late to go back and fix. But there aren\'t very many of those. Of all my lyrics, I\'m probably proudest of Two Dreamers from the Question Bedtime album. I feel like I worked out every bit of the story and then obscured it just enough that the listener\'s careful attention is rewarded.

Wordy: What advice do you have for aspiring artists?

  MC Front: Practice a lot, develop your talent. Get the skills you need to properly communicate with whoever your creative partners are. Take the craft seriously but give yourself a break for not having mastered it -- that is a lifelong process with no actual end goal.

Wordy: What project do you feel best describes you as an artist?

  MC Front: The Nerdcore Rising documentary probably says more about me and the band than I\'d ever be able to, and in kinder words. Of my own projects, I like the Zero Day and Solved albums as a window into whatever it is I\'m trying to say about nerdcore.

Wordy: How do you feel about the disconnect between \"Nerdcore\" and \"HipHop\"?

  MC Front: Well, hip-hop is a cultural movement with very specific origins and elements. Rap is a formal music style that emerged from hip-hop. Any \'variation\' or \'new perspective\' that someone brings to rap is fine -- if meaningless. It might matter that you came up with a new thing to say, but the fact that you chose an unusual form for your expression should be the least interesting thing about it. You can write a march for your peace movement, even if marches come from military music, because the march itself is just a formal style of composition. You\'d be smart to note the ironic relationship there, or you\'d be dumb to suggest that there isn\'t one, or that your choice to use a march as an expression of pacifism somehow reaches backward and affects the origin of the form. Anyone who thinks they\'re \'expanding\' or \'liberating\' hip-hop from its roots by rapping about things that haven\'t been rapped about traditionally is probably an idiot. 

  My idea about hip-hop was only to observe that it was cool. Like, it was the coolest thing happening in American culture when I was a kid, and it probably still is. Breakdancers were the coolest kids on the playground. Graffiti kids were the coolest outlaws in fourth grade. And rappers were the coolest possible composers of verse.

  To want to compose and perform verse in that formal style without having any direct connection to hip-hop, and without being cool, is the sort of desire nerd kids might express by themselves, away from arbiters of hipness, and share only with other uncool kids. The idea of nerdcore went no deeper than that, originally. I\'m glad that a lot of other DIY rappers have found that resonant enough to expand upon.

  Wordy: Do you feel more \"Nerdcore\" rappers should know about its roots in \"HipHop\"?

  MC Front: Definitely. I remember trying to write a Villanelle in a college poetry class. First, we had to read and dissect a sheaf of them. The professor was of the opinion that we would all flounder in the assignment, because there had been only a handful of good Villanelles ever written. I\'m sure none of us wrote one of lasting value. The point was to learn how formal composition connects works, and to appreciate the complications. You can always just do it anyway. But knowing where it comes from and how it\'s been attempted before teaches you how to try to do it well. I think anyone who wants to compose lyrics within the rap genre should know all they can about how raps have been composed so far.

  That doesn\'t even begin to address the cultural issue. Some artists misidentify nerdcore as comedy music, and worse yet, think the joke is \"it\'s rap, but white kids are doing it.\" I think that outlook leads to the weakest possible songs, and is generally disrespectful of hip-hop in a way that concerns me and offends anyone who cares about American culture. Of course, not all of the nerdcore rappers are white, but all of the schticky ones are. I wonder if a delve into hip-hop\'s history would cure them of that impulse, or at least afford them the humility to hush it up.

Wordy: Are you involved in any philanthropy in your local communities or abroad?

  MC Front: I try to do something in support of Child\'s Play every year. I\'m going to contribute to the upcoming Worldbuilders album project.

Wordy: Can you freestyle? Meaning rap off the top of the head? If so, can we see you drop a few bars next time live?

  MC Front: I never do this! I think I\'ve conditioned myself into a certain kind of vanity. Almost everything on the albums is rapped in complete sentences, with rhymes that I\'ve never used previously. Freestyling doesn\'t work that way. I\'m too ashamed to let anyone see me freestyling about the frog, on a log, in a bog, who got sog-gy.

Wordy: Do you consider yourself a “GEEK”?

  MC Front: Of course.

Wordy: In your own words, describe what the word “GEEK” means to you?

MC Front: I decided at some point a long time ago that geeks are all direct descendants of the side-show geek, whose job was biting heads off of chickens. They weren\'t special in any way, except that they were willing and able to do that thing, and it was a fairly extreme thing to do. But because nobody else at the carnival was willing to go to that extreme, the geekery came to seem like a highly specialized skill.

  That\'s why you can be a geek about anything. You just need a topic where your knowledge or expertise is so specialized that it seems distastefully extreme to non-geeks. You can geek out about fantasy novels or about robot AIs. But you can also geek out about car engines or cooking. You don\'t have to be a nerd to geek out.

  Nerds are almost always geeks, and their subjects of geekery are often recognizably nerdy. But a nerd is something else, a person who was already too weird or too smart, and felt alienated, and embraced geekery as an alternative to whatever broader pursuits the cool kids enjoyed.

  Wordy: What is your earliest geek memory?

  MC Front: I was a Star Wars geek starting at age three and a half when the first one came out. It was the only thing I wanted to do. I made adults take me to see it 11 times before Empire came out (I kept careful count). I collected the Kenner figures obsessively until they stopped making new ones a year or two after Jedi.

  Wordy: What is your \"Geek\" hobby? Do you collect comic books? Anime? Video games?

  MC Front: I do still love comics, but I own too many. Video games take up less space. I spend more time gaming than I do working on music, occasionally 70 or 80 hours in a week. It\'s as much an emotional self-medication as it is a hobby.

Wordy: Who are your Top 5 emcees dead or alive?

  MC Front: In no order: Busdriver, MF Doom, Del, Q-Tip, Chuck D

Wordy: When is your next show or tour?

  MC Front: When I get the dang old album done! Maybe spring 2017 for tour. PAX South is the soonest lone show.

Wordy: Do you have a new album coming out?

  MC Front: It\'s called INTERNET SUCKS, and it is going to have a heavy \'get off my lawn\' vibe. Everyone will be mad at me, yet secretly agree with every word on the record. Watch for it to take your feeds by storm.

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