#and Bee being an absolute gremlin child

[tblsomedoodles]

Being super self indulgent on main

But i redid my "IRL turtle, George, gets mutated" thing from 5 months back since i can actually draw Rise turtles now : ), and accidentally ended up with a stupid AU about it lol. It basically ended up being just that Raph and Donnie grow up in a street gang with their big brother.

Anyways, have some basic character overviews too

[glamourscat]

Some general hcs about the blue lock guys? Maybe if they are a girl or boy dad? Idk, anything of the sort thx 🙏🏻

Girls dads vs boys dads BLLK BOYS EDITION

GIRL'S DAD

⁃ REO MF MIKAGE. He is the N1 girl’s dad. So much that he *will* accidentally spoil her to the moon and back (literally). And he will hit you with “but look at her and her puppy eyes? How can you resist her? Is not my fault if she asked to own a star in her name for her birthday. It’s the least I could do for my own little star “

⁃ ISAGI: I don’t think I need to elaborate on him. But I will, because i love to yap. It's canon (or i think? i am pretty sure i have read it in the egoist bible but i cannot find the link i had saved for the life of me) that he would have loved a younger sister growing up. So it just makes sense.

⁃ BAROU : he has two younger sisters to which it's canon he cares and loves them for his dear life. Barou pretty much is already wired in husband and father mode ⁃ YUKIMIYA: purely out of personal vibes.

HEAR ME OUT ON THIS ONE:

⁃ SHIDOU: In the eventual future where this little gremlin fixes whatever he has going on, he would make such a good girl dad. Why? vibes. He just fits the girl's dad vibes i can't explain to you why, you either see it or don't.

At the same time tho, I also see him as the unhinged, fun uncle who is everywhere at once. Living his life the most weirdly, yet oddly free, way.

BOY'S DAD (this is all about pure vibes honestly)

⁃ KUNIGAMI

⁃ CHIGIRI

⁃ GAGAMARU

BOTH

⁃ BACHIRA: My favourite Bee. He just wants a child honestly, in a very far future. He would be such a great dad. The fun, loving and just an absolute gem. He just want at least 2 kids, boy or girl doesn't matter as long as he can shower them with love.

⁃ NIKO

NONE

⁃ NAGI: I mean lmao.. self explanatory. He thinks everything is an hassle. Definitely doesn’t want kids

⁃ ARYU: I can’t personally see him having kids, he lives a stress free life and kids are definetly no stress free— he is the cool aunt that travels the world, has always some crazy stories up his sleeve and loves expensive wine and clothes.

⁃ KAISER: his childhood was everything but good. And the scars he suffered are a life time reminder of the neglect and abuse he faced. The amount of trauma cannot be healed over the course of a month nor a few years, it's a constant learning curve that will follow him until his last breath. Honestly speaking, just like Rin-- but in a more complicated way here, it would be extremely hard to get into a relationship with him alone. I cannot image how dating/ married and having a kid would work with his twisted way of seeing life and relationships.

⁃ SAE: emotional range of a tea spoon. I can’t see him settling down in a marriage, much less having a kid.

⁃ RIN: this is complicated, because I think he could settle in the “both” category and here. The thing is, objectively speaking, he is very selfish. His football career will come before anything, and like we see, he is not thinking twice before cutting people off if needed. Thus, if he doesn’t change his mindset/grow up.. if he wants a long, standing football career, I cannot see him settling any time soon. Not to mention his struggle to make friends, let alone being in a relationship. But, in the case he does change, I think he would like two kids for sure.

[cybertron-after-dark]

oooo kimmie, can you tell us about the tfa and rb overlap?

Everyone prepare yourselves bc the floodgates are opened and now I'm never going to shut up about this

In a meta context, there's SO much overlap between the shows. A lot of the same people worked on it, especially the writers, and it 100% shows. Mr. Marty Isenberg you are not slick.

In terms of the actual content of the shows though, the similarities are overflowing.

First and foremost, the emphasis on cultural differences and exchanges with the human-bot relationships. TFA had a good bit of it and it was very very fun every time it happened (bots not really knowing what level of self defense is appropriate to teach a child, being very confused about what exactly humans eat, bee picking up video games, bulkhead picking up art, ALL that good shit), but you don't always get to focus on it with all the action and political intrigue going on. And while rescue bots has its share of intensity, there's a lot more space for the mundane interactions. Blades being tv obsessed, the bots celebrating Allspark day, boulder's love of just Everything on earth. They had a whole episode just about teaching the bots to fish.

There's also the fact that everyone on griffin rock is a little bit Unhinged in a lot of the same ways the humans kicking around Detroit are. Just. Vaguely Weird Vibes in very funny ways. And the same tendency to switch from revering the emergency services which they may or may not know the bots are part of to wildly distrusting them on a dime. Optimus would not leave an encounter with Mrs Nederlander unscathed bro. I don't know if any of the bots could.

Speaking of humans, the villains in rescue bots feel like what the tfa human villains could have been if not for being wildly overshadowed by the decepticons. Evan and Myles? I think you mean Henry Masterson's shitty cousins he only interacts with through the CoD lobby. Madelyne Pynch? That's just girlboss Porter C. Powell. Quint Quarry? Sir that is Master Disaster if he existed for more than like two minutes of a singular episode and bagged more than one bot. Dr. Morocco? Meltdown but better at, like, everything (especially lab safety).

Then there's the constant state of both teams grilling the hell out of each other All The Time. Chaotic. Absolute Creechurs. They love each other so much but they also all live in close contact and see each other all the time and thus they are So Mean To Each Other (though they're a bit meaner in tfa just bc older audience)

The Sumdacs and the Greenes being two duos of an absentminded but well meaning technological genius and his intelligent and Highly Cool pigtailed daughter who both have to deal with the dad's tech going completely out of control is pretty on the nose too. (Oh God now I'm just imagining an au where tfp starscream successfully gets rid of Megatron after the space bridge explosion and sends him hurtling towards earth and crashlanding right on griffin rock whee doc green finds his head. Can you imagine. The misery of tfp Megatron having to deal with a human. He's having several mental breakdowns, 100%)

Even Cody and Sari have a lot of similarity as characters. Cody is a lot more mild mannered compared to the absolute Gremlin that is Sari, but they both still struggle a lot with wanting to help but feeling too small to make an impact, even though they matter so much more than they could ever know. They're surrounded by heros, giants, and it's hard for them not to feel like they're fading into the background. And when both their families realize how they've been making those kids feel they put so much effort to make sure they're loved and feel like their efforts matter. It's the same arc in different forms. And it's so good both ways.

Overall they're both shows that feel like they're trying to say similar things to different audiences. That Earth is wonderful and worth protecting. That any effort can make massive differences, even if you don't feel like you can do enough. That a hero can come from somewhere humble, and the best ones usually do. That people deserve kindness and a genuine effort at understanding. That nobody is without value.

And honestly? That what I love most about both of them.

[mcmoth]

I geniunely love Dream SMP's characters, so much.... they're just, so unique???

Like, where else would I get a

1) bloodthirsty and deadpan furry who, despite his murderous tendencies, is actually usually very soft with little animals and his family and loves to farm and live a peaceful life. That is, until someone threatens him or his loved ones, as then he goes into hyperfixation mode to grind for absolute batshit amounts of war weapons and defenses, wholly prepared to blow everything to the ground;

2) British salmon-fucker who starts off a drug dealer turned revolutionary turned president, only to begin to show signs of corruption, then get cast out, upon which his mental health deteriorates until he's starting to manipulate his younger brother and ends his life by blowing up his life's worth and making his father kill him. Only, he's not gone, as he returns as a sweet amnesiac ghost who is completely oblivious (or in firm denial of) any negative thing, and spends his afterlife going around trying to cheer everyone up, even if it gets counterproductive due to him not understanding the gravity of most situations;

3) feral and loud gremlin child who's fond of minor vandalism and bad jokes, but also is determined and trusting and loyal to a fault, spending his childhood giving his all in pursuit of his and his friends' goals. Over time, he gains more and more trauma, to which he responds by running away from his problems both figuratively and literally and becoming a thieving raccoon under his big brother's, the bloodthirsty furry's, house. Almost everyone he's ever loved has betrayed him, but his life goal still remains to be an absolute annoyance to everyone around him and continue fighting for what is his.

4) tired father of three (or four?) who shows clear favouritism and regards the world with a detachment and amusement akin to an aloof god. Which makes for kind of a really shitty father to most of his kids, but hey, he probably just has no fucking idea what's going on most of the time, or maybe he just doesn't care. Ultimately, if the bloodthirsty son is happy, he's happy. Oh, also, he's Urahara Kisuke.

5) young boy who liked bees and playing a lawyer and getting into different personas and eating toxic fish and goofing off with his best friend, ready to offer help at any time, until the wars started and he was forced to grow up and fulfill his various roles, in the end being put as a president of a destroyed country, his cabinet full of people who suffered under the same tyrannical ruler as him, which leads to him progressively abandoning his very peaceful ways as he repeats the actions of the previous oppressive president. He misses his best friend, his biggest regret being casting him out in the name of his duties;

6) furry in denial who is part fox, part man, part fridge, who has a lot of daddy issues and likes to use arson and pranks as coping methods. He is so tired and wants to just prove himself and get a parent. Also, either he is engaged to god, or he has a massive crush on god, who very bashfully and hesitantly sometimes reciprocates. Despite the fact that... you know... the god has threatened everyone and everything that he cares about.

And more....

[i-need-air]

"Dude" — Bakugou Katsuki x Reader [P.2]

Word count: 6.7k;

[ Part 1 ]; [ Masterlist ]

The new message plastered on your phonescreen earned a small smile from you. After a couple of days of sitting together at the same table due to Mei dumping your lonely ass for her babies, Mina suggested to text just to keep in contact more often. Something you did not expect was to be thrown in a group text with her and her friends.

They were absolutely hilarious; until recently they found out you had decent grades and started asking for your assistance, bugging you to join their study sessions, adding something about Bakugou being an absolute beast whenever he tutors them.

Pinky: Aww sucks that you're not coming! You're missing out Bakugou strangling Kaminari lmfao

You rolled your eyes in amusement. Why of course he'd be doing that.

What a strange little man. He really was; just as you started sitting with them, he'd mainly mind his own business, wearing his normal resting gremlin face and poking his food as if he was practicing murder just for the sake of it. First he orders you to sit with them, then he turns into an antisocial bastard most of the times. Yet, somehow, lunch with them was delightful and you found yourself looking forward to spend time with them, hear about their amusing stories and to top it all, making fun of The Great Bakugou Katsuki turned the whole event into a whole different level of fun.

As you weren't completely oblivious, his wandering eyes were really hard to miss anyway; you'd catch his gaze from time to time and he'd look away, annoyed, grunting like the man-child he actually was. Infuriating; how your heart skipped every single time it happened and how you wanted to have those deep crimson orbs on you again and again.

One thing you did not want to do was to leave Mei to the side; whenever she couldn't hang out she would inform you and you'd find something else to entertain yourself with; in occasions you did march in her workshop and sat your royal ass down without permission. Like as you did today, sitting in silence, you enjoyed the normal machinery sounds and her focused hums as she worked with you by her side. It was calming. The much needed calmness that you craved.

It's been a couple of weeks after the glorious incident and you have been noticing how your classmates, mostly the popular ones, started giving you the stink eye; your spidey-senses very much aware that it had to be Midori's doing yet the girl was keeping a very low profile. The hairs on the back of your neck rising whenever you thought about her next step because this level of radio silence was suspicious.

Between your growing interest into the blond and the dread related to your nemesis, Mei stopped her hard work to frown at you.

"Something's on your mind?" She probed, adjusting her goggles better on her head. "You're awfully quiet~"

Through a small giggle, you nodded but took some time to answer. "I guess?"

"Let me rephrase that." She cleared her throat dramatically "Someone's on your mind?"

A sharp gasp left your lips, realization kicking in; you had Hatsume Mei's full attention for the first time ever. In the workshop. Where her babies were! About to point it out, she narrowed her eyes at you, zooming onto you.

"[Y/N]." It's all she needed to say before you looked down, mind on one person in particular, not noticing how your friend smiled fondly to herself as she placed her hands on her hips; she chuckled lightly.

"Mind sharing what's funny with the class, Mei?" You asked trying to decrypt her expression still locked on you. She shrugged and shook her head, her wild pink locks moving wildly.

"OI, WERD—" the brash voice interrupted itself in reconsideration. The owner of said voice clicked his tongue and entered her workspace with indifference, looking around. "My gauntlets fixed?" He asked, curiously checking the lone couch in the corner, then turning his glare at her.

Ignoring his question, Mei's inquisitive gaze locked on him. "Are you looking for someone?"

It was as if she pressed a Total Destruction button because even the hairs on his head spiked up more than normally as he threw her a bloodshot glare.

"WHY THE FUCK WOULD I LOOK FOR [Y/N]?! I DON'T EVEN CARE WHERE—"

"I didn't mention [Y/N] at all though." she cheerily retorted, seeing his position stiffen even more.

"WHAT— WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT— WHO EVEN IS [Y/N]?!" Word-vomit took over; he was shaking at this point, panicked and cringing at his own mistake. "I'm SO FUCKING DONE with people giving me SHIT about that dumbass!" he kicked a table trying to prove a point but the girl was unimpressed.

"So you do know [Y/N]."

"YOU KNOW WHAT? FUCK YOU, GOGGLES! Fucking bothersome assholes always buttin' in—" his voice started fading into the distance as he walked out, fuming with nerves.

She blinked before screaming "What about your gauntlets?" through a smile.

"OH, FOR FUCK'S SAKE, GIVE ME—" he appeared once again, agitated.

A wave of lava filled your chest as she told you casually, even trying to copy the way he talked, making you laugh in exchange. You shouldn't feel that way, shouldn't you? It was ridiculous since he truly only insulted you and screamed in your general direction; well, it seems he screamed in every direction but it wasn't the point. The point was the warmth in your chest only gave you hope and the still functioning part of your brain begged to differ.

"He's a good guy." You whispered, suddently shy under Mei's knowing gaze.

And he called her Goggles too. You giggled fondly.

—

A few days later, wild gutural screams made you jolt from your desk in panic. You would've recognized that voice anywhere by now so you rushed towards the infirmary door just to find professor Aizawa and two cocoons made of his scarf behind him. His eyebrow was twitching and had a dark aura around him, eyes glowing menacingly but not directed to you.

"I'll fucking kill you—"

"But Kaccha—"

"Silence." The irritated and tired looking man said entering the room, dragging said cocoons behind him, knocking one in the door and pulling harder. You cringed, sure thinking he wasn't having a good day.

"OOF— What the shit was that?" The bundle started to shake uncontrollably which made you giggle. It stopped; halted and froze in place listening attentively as you tried to hide your laughter, trying not to annoy the teacher that seriously gave off a whole Done with life aura.

"You must be [L/N]." he pointed out, undoing one of the cocoons, a big fluffy broccoli like head appearing, big green eyes trying to focus.

"Yes, sir."

"They're beaten. Broken leg and broken rib. Can you heal them or should we wait for Recovery Girl?" The dark haired man went straight to business.

"I can handle that so no need to wait for her."

"Good. I'll leave them in your care." With a nod, he also released the blond, making him tumble and fall on his face. The poor guy groaned but bolted up with a raised fist.

"Behave." The older man said walking away, not really caring about Bakugou's heated muttering. The door shut gently and you found yourself looking at two boys; one fuming and avoiding your eyes, the other on the floor, staring up at you. His leg looked wonky so you fought back a face of discomfort before going to his aid.

"You." You pointed at Bakugou then at the bed. "Sit." A grin spread on your face as you used his words, meanwhile you leaned down to help Midoriya Izuku.

His eyes were absolutely intimidating, as if the boy tried to search within your soul as you helped him up.

"My name is [L/N] [Y/N] and I'm going to heal you today." He returned your smile with ease and nodded, his fluffy green hair shaking through the action.

"I'm—"

"Midoriya Izuku, yes. You're pretty popular, you know?" His face went all red, taken back by the fact.

Curses could be heard behind both; your hand was supporting Midoriya's weight as he only hopped ahead with his good leg, leaded towards a bed. Shuffling sounded too, still accompanied with another round of indistinguishable curses and grunts.

When the green-haired boy was securely placed, you turned towards the other, finding him sitting on the edge of the bed furthest away from Midoriya, pouting adorably.

"So you've got a broken rib, right?"

"What's it to you?" It was his turn to be a petty little shit and copy your words, still not looking up. His leg was shaking and his posture looked uncomfortable so it was not the time to get into your usual bickering.

"Lay down." He tsk-ed sharply. "Please." You pleaded, pursing your lips at his childish attitude. He finally snapped his eyes on you, just slightly widened in what could be surprise but you couldn't tell. All that mattered was that he ended up doing what you said. Though with more huffing, as if it bothered him immensely.

"Ya happy now?" He snapped.

"Very! Now—" you're taken back yet again by the intensity of those green eyes that looked between you and Bakugou with interest. "I'm gonna have to give you an anesthesic and adjust your leg back in place before healing you—"

Like a working bee, you ran around the infirmary getting your syringe ready, a little bit too nervous as two pair of eyes burned into your back.

"Where do you know each other from, Kacchan?" Izuku asked. Even if his leg hurt like a bitch, he couldn't help but be curious about the person Kacchan has been having lunch with for the past weeks; but what type of response could you get from the one and only?

"Mind your own damned fucking business!"

You sighed, irritated but the nickname didn't fly above your head. In all means, he shouldn't be screaming. He had a broken rib and he was screeching like an idiot. Didn't it hurt to even breathe?!

"Bakugou, you need to lay low and shut up."

There wasn't any time to play around; Midoriya behaved exemplary, just barely wincing at the syringe probing his knee but did not complain at all. The polar opposite of the blond beds away.

After letting the anesthetic to take effect, you moved towards the guy that's been living rent free in your head. He looked beaten up, had a bloody nose, open-wounded knuckles and shaky hands.

"Okay, I need you to relax." You whispered, trying to lift his tank-top but he stopped your wrist.

"The fuck yOu doing?!" his voice cracked momentarily while hyperventilating.

"Dude, take slow, steady breaths. In order to heal you I need to touch the skin closer to the wound." It wasn't entirely true but not exactly a lie either. After a pause for consideration he nodded but his eyes remained wary. "You've seen me do it before! Now show me where it hurts."

You needed concentration, focus, steady hands, rock-hard abs and tanned skin— Nooooo, [Y/N]!

All your might; all of it to act nonchalant and professional, to not fucking stare like a degenerate because he was absolutely built. But you couldn't help it. You couldn't help placing your palm on his ribs gently, instead of just the tip of your fingers as you normally would've needed. His sigh of relief made you incredibly giddy, feeling accomplished and fulfilled knowing you've done a great job for him. You also couldn't help healing his most visible wounds one by one instead of doing it all together in one single touch.

Were you flustered? Definitely and his attention only made it worse. You picked one of his hands and he spasmed away but ultimately gave in with a choked grunt; then grabbed the other and channeled your energy into his body.

Your heads were tilted downwards, both staring at how his knuckles healed slowly. What neither him or you noticed was how all his scratches and bruises all over him healed too, or the prying eyes of a third wheel that was already taking notes of your quirk.

"Okay." You whispered, not really wanting to let go. Your brain screamed Dishonor! but your heart skipped a beat, then another, then exploded when you lifted your gaze.

Crimson eyes looked at you in awe, wide and never this clear. They were shining too and you couldn't help but give his strong hands a squeeze, feeling in the calloused skin of his palm and wondered which one of you was shaking... He blushed then and opened his mouth, yet his brows furrowed as his focus shifted behind you.

"THE FUCK YOU STARING AT, PUNK?!"

Oh, yeah. Your other patient.

In a heartbeat you were by Midoriya's side and got to work, chest heavy and no words coming out of you. No snappy or cheeky retorts either, just trembling hands and warm cheeks. Only with murmurs you guided him through the procedure before healing him completely.

Dizziness overtook you; the downside of your quirk and something you've been training with Recovery Girl for the whole semester.

"That was amazing, [L/N]-san! Thank you!" The boy cheered, staring down at his leg in utter disbelief. His compliment made you grin, full and proud.

"Of course it was!" Your normal self surfaced.

"Fucking woo-hoo." Nevermind. Mood dropped and your face did too.

"Well, since you've been a good patient—" you start and ruffle through your bag "You get a lollipop!" Said candy was thrown in Midoriya's lap and he stared at it baffled. Meanwhile you turned towards the bane of your existence and raised a brow, shaking another lollipop in your hand. "You don't. This one is mine because I deserve it."

His angry, stupid and scandalized expression was everything you were looking for. Did you get out of your way to buy lollipops knowing Bakugou would end up in the infirmary sooner or later? Maybe. Was it worth it?

"What the fuck does that mean, dammit— I—" words caught in his throat as he choked with air, looking at the candy in your fingers with murderous intentions. Definitely worth it.

"Thank you?" Broccoli Boy asked but started unwrapping it, probably not to insult your kindness, and the whole interaction fueled Bakugou's anger. He snapped out of the bed and so did Midoriya, but one was marching towards you while the other just wanted to run away in fear, direction Exit.

"Gimme that shit!" He tried to grab it out of your grasp, but you moved away, laughing at his face.

"Midoriya has been nice and thanked me for the healing—" at this point he was boiling. "Say Thank you, [Y/N], you're amazing and awesome and—"

"LIKE FUCKING HELL IMMA SAY THAT, DUMBASS!" he was so sweet, the guy you liked; yeah, your sudden realization hit as he looked like a tomato ready to bite your head off and the only thing you could think was how adorable and sweet he was. All gurgling in rage, spitting cussed words left and right; dreamy, he was dreamy. He caught the lollipop from your hands, his scowl turning into a full blown victorious grin. So shiny... so bright... God, he was so handsome...

You're suddently falling in his arms in slow-motion, the world around you twisting and turning with him in the center of it all. Warmth engulfed your frame as you hit the most comfortable pillow of your life. His chest.

"Oi, [Y/—" he cursed, taking no time to place you on the bed with ease. "You okay?"

"W-What happened? Is she okay?" It seemed the famous Deku decided to remain for the spectacle.

"Get lost!"

Even if you wanted to pass out, his snaps wouldn't let you and with that thought you chuckled breathlessly. "I'm fine, I just need a nap after healing this much..." you assured into the air.

"Will you be okay, [Y/N]-san?" You turned your head until you spotted him and nodded through a smile but someone else answered for you.

"I see you took matters in your own hands." The sweet, gentle voice of your mentor put you to ease but scared poor Midoriya to the core as she appeared behind him at the door. Bakugou was still hovering over you in bed, not really knowing what to do. "You should leave [L/N] rest, boys." With tiny steps she walked around, not really paying any more attention to the scene.

The blond gave you a glance and pursed his lip, analyzing the candy in his hand. Through half-lidded eyes you saw him secure it in his fist and give you a nod. At this point everything was blurry.

"Thanks... or whatever." He didn't waste any time to bolt towards the door, his broad uncovered shoulders were the last thing you saw before closing your eyes in contempt.

"Kacchan, is [Y/N]-san your—?"

"MIND YOUR GODDAM—" the door shut close, making the room tremble and you giggled like a drunk fool.

—

Bakugou walked with his hands in his pockets, looking around with little interest as Dunce Face and Racoon Eyes blabbered without pause to breathe. Fuck, he was exhausted and the concept of shoving food down his throat sounded fucking fantastic. His insides turned and twisted knowing you'd be meeting them soon.

"Yo, isn't that [Y/N]?" Like a flash, his head bolted in the direction Denki pointed at and before he spotted you, the blond already wanted to punch himself in the jaw. Why the fuck is he acting like that? The answer faded in his mind as the scene unfolded in front of him.

—

"You're such a fucking bitch, you know that, [Y/N]?" Arms crossed, you placated the poor first year that was whispering behind you.

"Wow, Midori, so original." With a dead tone and rolling eyes from you, the white haired demon only twisted her face in disgust. "My feelings are hurt."

"Who do you think you are? You're a fucking nobody, [Y/N]! You think you're doing any good here? Go kill yourself!"

"And give you the satisfaction? No, not happening, you fork-tongued lizard." Your nails looked interesting.

Her pale purple eyes got ignited and her diminute frame puffed, like a rabid little mole-rat ready to bite someone. And just like that, she took a deep breath and started yapping and barking. "YOU'RE BETTER DEAD ANYWAY, YOU WHORE! YOU RUIN EVERYTHING! NOW EVERYONE IS TALKING ABOUT ME! ABOUT HOW YOU STOLE HIM FROM ME! DIE ALREADY!"

Sadly you didn't have any cookies on since you definitely felt like shoving one in her fanged, venomous mouth and patting her head for the effort. Your lips turned oh, so slowly into a grin, enjoying her reaction way too much.

"That's nice. Now can you like, I don't know, go back to making potions with your coven or some crap? Leave the kid alone—"

"This pathetic little shit was talking about me! ME!" her screech hurt your ears so you covered them before you turned to the kid to just see him standing there, petrified.

"Did you try to summon Satan and she appeared instea—?"

"I'M SO FUCKING DONE WITH YOUR CRAP, YOU—" she pushed you but grasped your uniform, a ripping sound following. "UGLY—" nothing prepared you to get attacked by her. "FAT—" she raised her palm. "WHORE!"

No way in hell you were going to back down, instead you clenched your jaw and got ready to block it and finish the fight. She never remotely attended to hit you in a somewhat public place as she was a careful witch, always brewing something in that rotten brain of hers and making sure to keep her sweet appearance on point for the public.

You blinked.

"That was insane!"

The scenery in front of you suddently changed with that one single blink and a tall blond mass of muscle just popped out of nowhere. It knocked the air out of your lungs for a moment and seeing him staring down at her with such hatred, holding her wrist high in the air made you feel immense relief, much to your own surprise.

Were you that tense before?

"Midori-chan, I didn't know you were this rotten." Kaminari appeared in your field of vision too but got ignored by the girl. Her only goal was to free herself from Bakugou's grip but he wouldn't bulge.

"Y-You got it all wrong, Bakugou-s-san!"

Everyone stood there silent, utterly disgusted with her attempt to even try to twist reality.

"Don't even fucking think about it." He warned and those words rumbled deep, threat held within.

"We heard it all, Midori." You shook in place, twisting to see Mina by the kid's side, patting his back. After being used to seeing her easy-going attitude it was only natural to be amazed by her somber tone and serious manner.

Why were you so relieved? kept creeping in your mind. Why?

He then threw her wrist out of his grasp and bared his teeth in her direction, globes so bloodshot scrutinizing her. He oozed rage and fury and was combusting in place. But he did not scream. Bakugou Katsuki did not scream for once when he started talking, instead he growled his words, each with care and clarity.

"If i ever fucking hear you talking like that to anyone ever again I will— fucking— break you." you could hear his teeth grit, the sound making you shiver both in terror and excitement. "NOW GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY FACE! I BETTER NOT FUCKING SEE YOU OR HEAR ABOUT YOU EVER AGAIN!" she yelped, fluttering her tears away and scurrying so fast it could've been comical.

Bakugou then spun to study you, chest raising and falling heavily. You couldn't descypher his appearance at the moment; there was the aggravation, the outrage, the burning flame in his orbs but also... Uncertainty? Guilt? Shame? It wiped off his face before you could figure it out.

"We're taking him to talk to a professor about what happened." Mina's voice faded in the distance. He nodded at Kaminari, who was behind you, and got a nod in response plus a pair of thumbs up, and with that they were gone.

He still tried to control himself, but as soon as you parted your lips to say anything at this point, he snarled into the nothingness. "THAT FUCKING BITCH—"

"Bakugou..."

"FOR HOW LONG?" he then screamed at you, malice gone but tone just as rough and loud.

"For how long what?" You said calmly while also noticing and adjusting the ripped sleeve of your uniform. He ran his palm over his face, eyeing it too.

"For how fucking long has this been going?"

"Oh, her—" there was this pressure to say it out loud, to confirm what it really was, like saying it out loud would give it weight, importance...

"Her bullshit, yeah." he didn't force it either, thankfully.

"Since we were in middle-school." you shrugged, chest and neck aching without an apparent reason. You cleared your throat.

"Stop that— Stop that fucking shit. Don't do that." He got close to you in a single step and you had to look up at him, feeling so small out of a sudden by his side. You smiled, as you taught yourself to do whenever things got tough.

"Do what?" It came out shaky, too shaky for your own taste but he was so close.

"Act like it doesn't fucking matter! Like it's no big fucking deal!" His breath fanned your face.

"I mean..." you started shrugging again but he stopped the action, palms holding your shoulders in place as he gave you a pissed off look. "It doesn't really matt—"

"YES, IT FUCKING DOES!"

His fingers held you in the spot as he inspected your features with a clenched jaw and classic furrowed brow. Flames erupted in your ribcage at his words and you couldn't even breathe anymore.

You licked your lips, not sure if you could say the next words but the fact that he focused on the action too attentively gave you the push needed. "What's it to you?"

His breath hitched, fanning over your face as he stiffened. Deep crimson waved between your own orbs and your lips—

Those flames? The flames that burned your inside? They were spreading throughout your body rapidly, the epicenter at the spot where his thumb caressed your skin at the edge of your shoulder, just touching the start of your collarbone. Even through the layer of fabric you felt it, as tiny as it was, but he did not do anything, just stood there with red tinted cheeks in daze. Much like you were.

"Thank you for saving me today, Bakugou." You whispered and he just nodded, still enthralled with your lips. At least you knew he was somewhat still there with you. Involuntarily, you bit your lower lip, just a little, smiling softly, taking the smallest step towards him; the corner of his lip turned up slightly—

"[Y/N]! Director Nezu wants to talk to you too!"

The spell was broken; you yelped into him, grabbing his shirt for support and checked your surroundings. A waving hand caught your attention; Kaminari was signaling you to go to him then froze and started running away; little did you know someone was sending him a death glare.

You cleared your throat, still warm and fuzzy from head to toe and separared from the blond that caught you in his arms. Bakugou seemed to have noticed the position too because he jerked away a step back and looked completely out of place.

Ridiculous. And hilarious, looking anywhere but you and still made no attempt to move. Neither did you, instead opting to hide a giggle.

Because you felt warm, tingly, all while he was a complete gremlin, sweet in his own personalized way, in which he cared for you, he defended you.

And you're in disbelief because how come this guy, this adorable, blushing porcupine with anger issues made you feel so soft and fragile? How did you end up in this situation and how can you stay in it forever?

"What's so fucking funny, hah?" There wasn't any bite to what could've been an aggressive wording, just hidden tenderness. He fought a smile too and had the audacity to try to act annoyed. Sadly, you had to go, so you shook your head and took a step back.

Bakugou understood, so he nodded and shoved his hands in his pockets.

"I'll see how later, ok?" You promised and he glanced at you from the corner of his eye. Now you had his ear in full view for you to see the tips reddened too. You want to melt, even coo at the sight, but you really did have to go. However, you couldn't leave without sending him a cheeky smile.

"Yeah, whatever." His jaw sinked a little in the collar of his shirt as he stomped away too.

—

The whole afternoon was spent talking to a counselor and to the principal himself about a problematic individual. The first year student was encouraged by your new friends to report it as they escorted him to safety and soon an internal investigation started; maybe, possibly because of you.

Why were you so relieved?

Because they listened to you. Because they believed you. Because you didn't have to prepare yourself every single morning to take verbal hits from all directions. Because you've been given a voice, unlike your old school where everything was brushed off; "It's your word against hers" and much more bullshit. No, this time was real and they proved it by listening to every single word you said.

You were dropped at your dorms just before 9 P.M. and it was too late to meet anyone at the point. But it wasn't important; the moment you landed on your bed a smile broke on your face, a few tears fell and you had the best sleep in forever.

—

The air changed. The aura around your class switched. Midori was clearly missing, which instantly turns a bad day into a fantastic one, but it wasn't only that. Students were called, one by one, again and again interrupting class and took hours to come back. Meanwhile the Divas in particular looked concerned, another great view to enjoy now and until the rest of time.

It was obvious why this was happening and you never felt this much peace and satisfaction. Even so, you started to feel overwhelmed because people suddently started greeting you. The people that weren't in Midori's toxic and constricted entourage.

They said your name! Without hatred! The school's goldenboy's name, Kaminari Denki, was dropped again and again too. It seems he just casually started mentioning what he witnessed the day before and you suddently felt the need to hug him tight. Gossip spread like wild fire thanks to him, after all.

Maybe you fell into a parallel universe but you couldn't bring yourself to care, you just waltzed on the hallways after the bell rang, wanting to go get some food, then hide at Mei's workshop for some recharging. Another part of you wanted to meet the explosive boy too, though.

In all honesty, it didn't matter where you ended. You were in an incredible mood.They talked to you and it was exhausting but nice!

Was this what it felt in horror movies when the demon-child with rotating head and projectile vomit was finally exorcized? Was the curse really released for good?

As you floated in the skies, high on life and what-not, you turned the corner just to run nose straight into a wall. Your brain decided to take a break for the day, it seems, and you genuinely hoped nobody saw you march head first into— It wasn't a wall, but a boy that gave you a raised brow and narrowed eyes.

"Watch where the fuck you're going, dumbass."

"Great to see you too!" you chippered, walking around him, knowing for a fact his attitude wouldn't be able to piss you off—

"What's with the idiotic expression?" Nevermind, he can go fuck himself. Yet you smiled because you're a Godsend angel and that's what winged saints do.

"Just really happy." You shrugged, walking away with ease and tried to bite a bigger smile off your face when you noticed him turning to walk with you. "What are you doing on this side of the campus?" You inquired.

"Came to walk you to lunch or whatever." Well, damn, that made you halt in surprise. He's behind you, staring out the window with disinterest but froze when he saw your dumbfounded face. "WHAT? IT WAS IN MY WAY, OK? Want me to leave? I can leave! You can fuck off—" You placated your hands and started laughing.

"No, no—" Your eyes glint. "It's really sweet of you." You said, awaiting his reaction with mischief.

He first choked on air, like one normally does, and then showed the worst allergic reaction to mere words. "SW—! THAT'S NOT— I'M NOT— YOU— I— NO—" in no time you're crackling like a deranged witch, adoring every single second of the show he was pulling. He was basically howling and your laughter actually infuriated him more.

"FUCK OFF!" Your amusement calmed down as you studied him, his puffed cheeks, red eyes avoiding you; with a few stomped steps he placed himself ahead of you but made no attempt to stand you up and go be a hermit somewhere else.

Bakugou Katsuki. Ash blond hair, broad back, pink ears... Swears like a sailor, is all bark and and all bite, except with his friends. Has a big heart...

"Something strange is happening." You find yourself saying.

"Hah?" He glances back.

"People have been acting weird." That stops him.

"They better not be fucking messin' with you—"

"No, on the contrary, they're nice to me..." you assured, voice faint as his comment repeated in your mind and your chest warmed up once again because of him.

They better not be fucking messin' with you.

"Good." He says and you can't bite your tongue.

"You're a good guy, Bakugou."

He gives you a face. "Hah? Now you fucking notice?!" But he's grinning at the end of the sentence, cocky and so full of himself and you'd lie if you said you didn't consider him incredibly handsome. Although it seems he did not get the message.

"No. I mean it for real. You really are a good guy." He grunts like he hurt himself in his own confusion, staring stupidly at you, slightly blushing. "You're gonna be such a great hero too." Mouth agape to try to answer, he just gives you plate eyes and nothing else. On the other hand you genuinely expected more explosive reactions but this seemed to have broken him for some good seconds. He stared and watched and stood there like an idiot in front of you, making you want to both bury yourself in your own embarrassment and laugh at him.

You opted to look up at the ceiling, flustered and amused, yesterday's events suddently washing over you; they never really left your thoughts but now all the feelings decided to come visit once again.

"Oi—" he better not ruin it. "Wh— The fuck you kissing my ass for?!" You breathe out, long and loud for him to understand how stupid he sounded and stalked ahead; only food could save the day he's been actively ruining and that's what you were gonna get. He followed your rushed steps with cusses and questions until he grabbed your wrist to slow your pace. "Slow down, dumbass!"

The issue was that his obnoxiously loud voice caught then attention of some students that were just minding their own business.

"Is that Bakugou Katsuki?" Earning a groan from him as if it wasn't his fault!

"—with [L/N] [Y/N]?"

"Are they holding hands?!"

"So they're really together?" You cringe in embarrassment.

"Is that a confession?!" No, no, absolutely not happening. You rush out of the scene, gut burning, the boy on your toes cursing and mumbling whatevers but you didn't reach far until he talks. At least he had the decency of stopping you at an empty spot before giving you a heart attack.

"This is when you confess— or some fucking— dumb shit like that." Even without seeing him, back turned and absolutely petrified, you heard the cocky vibration in his tone that was sprinkled with some light stuttering.

Son of a bitch. That prinkly ass cocky fuck. That absolutely handful of a sea urchin—

You checked the closest stairway, your nearest exit and pathway to your salvation but something in that attitude of his just made you shake as you covered your face and laugh.

"You're... You're the worst." You mumble in disbelief but the grin that almost broke your face got even bigger as he choked and inhaled sharply.

"Hah?! Wasn't I the fucking best a minute ago?!"

"I did not say tha—"

"Same shit!" He bites when you glanced on him through your fingers. Your skin was burning so hot it would've been mortifying if he didn't look just as rattled. The view managed to calm your nerves and spike them at the same time.

"You're the worst..." Finally uncovering your face, he takes in your grin and visibly calms his fuming yet remains just as discomposed. "—and I like you."

Still, you cover your mouth because the blond in front of you started combusting and it was glorious to watch. Hell, you felt like grabbing a snack and watching him go through all those feelings that slapped his face on repeat. First his eyes widened, the teasing from before forgotten, then his skin, already splashed with red transformed completely into the same color, so deep it in resemblance with his eyes, eyes that were reading into you intensely. He went rigid too and as time passed and passed and he did not move, the only thing left was to break him out of his misery. Yes, break him.

"This is when you say it back."

He snapped. "I— DON'T FUCKING— DON'T FUCKING MAKE ME SAY EMBARRASSING SHIT LIKE THAT!" Birds flew away in one mile radius, windows trembled, your eardrums cried for mercy and you hid your smile because even through deafening volume, Bakugou Katsuki did not deny it. A zoo totally high on crystal meth started a revolution in your insides and the feeling threatened to burst out at any moment.

This is it. This ball of emotional constipation was taking your breath away while cussing you after you confessed and all you wanted to do was to squeal... What have you become?

But you said nothing, just stared with your hand covering your mouth, taking in the boy that looked like he wanted to throw fists with you, bared teeth and all, and also simultaneously die of a stroke.

"I—" he tried, you had to give him credit because he really did try. Like a challenge, like he wasn't going to back down, he gave his best and not without looking like it killed him inside. "F—" cuss word got stuck in his throat when you couldn't help a scoff. Suddently the show comes to an end when he halts, gives you a glare and takes a deep breath. For a moment you feared he'd walk away. Oh, how wrong you were because deep down you had to know he did not back down easily.

"I like— you, too." Beautiful words came out of his mouth, looking like it physically pained him to say them. "THERE, I SAID IT! YOU FUCKING HAPPY NOW?!" He howls indignantly, crossing his arms, trying to hide his clear flustered self yet it takes him one glance at you to return to his self induced stroke. "Don't fucking make that dumb fucking face—" he struggled to exist. "Don't look at me like that, dammit!"

You giggle, relieved and happy and in all honesty about to cry a tiny bit. You couldn't help it, enamored with how blissful this moment was. Bakugou stops his grunts and watches you in awe, small, minuscule grin taking over his face and he clicks his tongue, trying to fight it.

And deflects, as always.

"C'mon. Have to walk you there before you get lost or some shit like that." You breathe in and nod, even thought you were perfectly capable of walking to the cafeteria as you've done it for a year and some now.

"Okay."

"You'd be starving if it weren't for me." You snort and roll your eyes, but beam like a lovestruck idiot.

"Sure thing, dude." It instantly earns a grunt, then a pout, followed by grumbles and heavy feet by your side. You check on him, noticing his shrugged shoulders and tinted nose and you almost trip with your own legs because of it. He doesn't say anything for the longest time, which you didn't mind as you yourself needed some time to shoo away the butterflies and rainbows that floated all around in your very empty head. It wasn't until you almost reached the cafeteria that he stops you by the arm and looks away.

"You— You shouldn't call your boyfriend dude, dumbass."

Remember the butterflies? Now they're radioactive and fluttering around, crazed and disoriented.

"Says the one that calls me a dumbass, Bakugou." You relent, thankful he took the initiative to answer the question that lingered in the air throughout all the walk.

A wild flush takes over him and he refuses to turn toward you, just observing from the corner of his eyes.

"It's— It's Katsuki to you, dumbass." And he drags you inside without giving you a chance to process it. But when you do, you grin like mad and whisper just as you were manhandled through the door, preparing yourself for his explosive gargling and screaming and silently apologizing to everyone in your general proximity.

"Okay, Kacchan~"

Note: Thank you for reading and for any sweet mesages! I read each and every one of them and they make me so incredibly happy!! I would like to point out that the phone editor switches around paragraphs and it's very confusing. I edited some mistakes and for now it's good but I'm scared it wasn't fixed since I edited before too and I encounter the same problem again... If you find something off, could you please let me know? I want the reading to be enjoyable for everyone after all. Thank you again! ����

[stellocchia]

Once again it is AU time! This time I spun the wheel and it ended on superhero AU and honestly I just got funny ideas fo this one... I’m sure you can make it angsty, but I’m not that good.

So Tommy is an actual superhero. Like widely recognized, probably got merchandise that is way more expensive then what it’s worth and definitely there is some underpayed teenager in every superhero themed park dressed as him to take pictures with the kids, kind of superhero. 

Tommy is also very much 17 and still lives with his family because, well, HE IS 17. Also his family are Phil, Wilbur and Techno in this one, which, I swear, will absolutely be angst free!

Tubbo is Tommy’s tech support guy. He is extremely smart and makes him all the trinkets that are actually the only reason why Tommy is still alive. He also once made a bee-stinger cannon which used exclusively lab-made stingers. He is a menace. 

Tubbo is ALSO very much 17 but, hey, at least he isn’t in school anymore, am I right? Being the tech guy for a bunch of supreheroes pays well anyway.

Ranboo is Tommy’s superhero patner (though Tommy always calls him his sidekick, because Tommy is like that) and he is just as popular. He was once forced to wear cat ears for an ad and none of his friends have stopped bullying him since... 

Ranboo is also 17 as you can imagine and he lives with Tubbo and their adopted son (it’s a dog Ranboo, please why do you guys keep insisting on that thing being your son?) Michael. 

Now whatever could be wrong with their lives? Well... Techno, Phil and Wilbur just so happens to be villains. Like, the serious, got a death counter in the hundreds each, kind of villains. 

Recently though they’ve had a few problems with a superhero duo f*cking up their plans every single day, so now they’re set on getting rid of them for good. 

So you can imagine the shock for the 3 of them when they finally manage to capture the 2 and they turn out to be Tommy and one of his best friends... 

Wilbur: “What the Hell Tommy?! Why are you a hero, you’re a f*cking child!” Tommy: “I don’t know how you know me, but if you call me a child again I’m gonna kill you!” Ranboo: “That’s against the rules Tommy” Tommy: “I’m gonna punch you in the face!” Ranboo: “Yeah, you can do that one” Wilbur: “Can we please get back on the topic of WHY my baby brother and his best friend go out risking their life for the f*cking corrupted governament??” Ranboo & Tommy: “Wilbur?!” Techno: “Omg they just got that now...”

Phil may or may not end up grounding them both, though he changes his mind when Tommy points out that he now not only knows their secret identity, but also were they live and could simply call over all his other superhero friends

None of them appreciate the threats, not even Ranboo who sometimes goes to their house to eat a decent meal because neither him nor Tubbo can cook to save their life

Tommy ends up double grounded with Ranboo helping disable the communicator 

Basically very unhappy gremlin

Also if from that point onwards there are 3 very deadly villains always keeping an eye out for our 2 heroes and their tech guy no-one can prove it...

[shushiyuii]

tiny avian tommy getting put in a specific time out for being a little gremlin by a giant sbi member of your choice bonus if its his first time so he doesn't know its safe

Ooop-

Warnings: Self esteem struggles and Soft vore

Words: 1.6K+

Aren't I good enough?!

One way to describe Tommy Danger Kraken Innit Minecraft? Ultimately awesome! Not only was he siblings with the famous and righteous Technoblade! A warrior, no a God! Who tore down his enemies so easily nobody stood a chance! Then there was the musician of the seas.

Wilbur Soot Minecraft, his older brother, and talented musician, known all throughout the world for his talented music, just a simple word he utters makes you fall under his spell like a siren.

And his father, the legend, Philza Minecraft himself, God was he awesome. He was known throughout as the angel of death, everyone cowers before him as the lover of death, but also with his accomplishments of defeating the Enderdragon.

To say his family was a big deal was really the honest truth, but what was to be said of Tommy? That he was an asshole gremlin child? The probably weakest hybrid around? Or the fact he couldn’t eat meat due to the fact that he was in fact part hummingbird?

Which made usually eat flowers like his friend Tubbo? It wasn’t his fault he was born this way! Eventually, he’d be just as terrifying, legendary and talented as everyone else! They just had to watch!

That was what he thought as he was in a field, tending to nearby flowers and snacking on some on occasion. He thought to himself, “What do I have?”. He didn’t see himself particularly talented at anything besides his weird sense of humour and being able to mend clothes, it made him think a lot about what was to come of himself.

“Tommy!”. His friends called him from across the field, he could see the bee hybrid Tubbo flying towards him, at least Tubbo could fly, Tubbo couldn’t even fly himself. “You okay, Big man?” Tommy snapped out of his thoughts, whatever sorrowful expression on his face faded in an instant as he yelled excitingly, “Course I am! Why wouldn’t I be?!”.

“For a moment there you lo-“, “Tommy Danger Kraken Innit Minecraft has never felt or looked like such a thing known as sadness! Only women! Disks! And you Big man!”.

“What about me?”. Ranboo said amusingly as he teleported over to the two, “With some exceptions…” Tommy muttered, quietly showing his affection towards Ranboo before switching it up, “I don’t give two-shits about you Ranboo!”. To which made Tubbo and Ranboo laugh.

The two walked through the field of flowers for a while until sitting down on the flowers to allow Tubbo to snack on them. The three of them conversed until Tommy slowly stopped to respond so much or adding more to the conversation.

He began to go deep into thought again, wandering about his strengths that were easily outweighed by the negatives, The two laughed but stopped when Tommy asked, “Hey guys, what am I good at?...”.

Tubbo looked over to Ranboo a bit confused by the question but answered, “You’re uhm… Funny!”. “And you’re great at insulting people?”. But that ultimately failed, “I mean seriously.”. And the two didn’t answer, seeming to think of an answer when Tommy took it as nothing to say.

“Don’t worry about it then”. As he stood off and walked to a nearby edge, the two stood and ran over to Tommy to try and stop him from jumping off, telling him to “Wait!” but it was too late, he was already gone.

He opened his wings into a gliding position as he couldn’t fly and gliding slowly towards the forest below. He thought about what his family would say but probably would just get laughed at.

He landed with a thump as he abruptly ended his flight, walking to the nearby pond and sat down. Then proceeded to throw stones into the said pond until dawn as he made his way home.

As he entered the house, he was greeted by his family, but he ignored them in favour of going up to his room, all attempts at conversation as they approached his room asking for either assistance or whatever was the matter with the gremlin but to get no response.

The next day everybody was meeting up in the said flower field, he was in previously. But this time Tommy seemed a lot more obnoxious than usual, any attempts at getting his guard down would only be met with more of his uptight yelling and boasts about himself.

For some reason, nobody could get through to Tommy as he ran around annoying everybody, so in order to find a solution he approached his brother’s best friend, to find Tubbo looking just as confused, “Hey Tubs”. Tubbo snapped out of whatever thoughts of losing his sanity were happening and smiled at Wilbur, “Hey Wil!”. “Do you know what's happening with Toms?”.

The two looked over to Tommy to confirm both their thoughts to see a screaming gremlin in Technoblades arms, being held back from attacking Ranboo for whatever reason Ranboo did to somehow anger him.

“I’m not really sure, he seemed upset about something yesterday.”, “Did he tell you anything in particular?”. “Uhm, I mean- He did ask if he was good at anything, like a serious question and me and Ranboo was thinking about it, then he ran off!”.

Wilbur thought about it for a moment, but before he could come to a conclusion all hell broke loose as Tommy was inevitably causing more chaos than needed, yelling profanities at the top of his lungs for no reason in particular.

“Right”. Philza raised his voice at the boy. “What is going on with you?!”. Tommy looked at him perplexed for a moment until letting his guard down for a moment, looking down guiltily and Phil looked at him in concern until he yelled out.

“Absolutely fine Philza Minecraft the legend! Amazing at everything he does!”. There seemed to be something in particular about that statement, something oddly specific. Despite him often praising his father for whatever he does it was never as specific as that. Just small praises.

But before they could continue more, Tommy had run off the ledge again into obscurity. Nobody really knowing where the avian was going to go, but somebody did know, Wilbur knew. It was a spot he took Tommy to when he was younger and would always go there when upset.

So, Wilbur ran off to find him.

Wilbur took a different route, one that allowed him to hide under the surface of the water, you see Wilbur’s words were actually able to send you under a spell since he was actually a siren. A size-shifting siren to be specific.

He transformed when he touched the waters surface, his legs turning into a beautiful scaly tail and his hands turning claws, his eyes becoming more fishlike as they looked more dilated and fish-like. He swam forwards until he found the avian sitting under a tree, looking miserable.

An old trick should do the trick, when Wilbur and the family would take Tommy on adventures, especially when he was younger, in cases of danger he’d be sent to one of their storage stomachs for protection, but that wasn’t the only thing it was used for, if he was being particularly annoying or wanted comfort, he could also be sent there, as a form of comfort.

He quickly swam upwards, quickly breaching the surface and growing gigantic. Tommy screamed as he was scooped but although quickly, was also careful as he threw Tommy into his mouth and quickly swallowed, sending him to his brood pouch.

When Tommy landed safely within, he could feel the boy kick and punch as he yelled “Unhand me you- you prick!” Wilbur couldn’t help but burst into laughter at this.

“Wil? What the fuck man! You scared me!”. Wilbur hummed in response, still giggly about the situation. “Well, sorry gremlin but you’ve been on everyone’s nerves today!”. Then he went silent much to Wilbur’s confusion, “What’s wrong? You’ve been acting weird all day?”.

There was another moment of silence when Tommy asked, “Wil, am I good enough?”. Which caught Wilbur completely off guard, why would Tommy even think such a thing, he laid a hand over his stomach and rubbed circles soothingly. Completely confused.

“I- Toms, of course, you’re good enough! Why wouldn’t you think so?!”. He yelled somewhat concerned and confused at the fact his brother was thinking such things. “I- I’m not good at anything like all of you..”.

“What are you on about Toms?! Of course, you’re good at-“ He was cut off when Tommy yelled, “I mean like talented! You can sing! Techno can fight! Dad- Dad is Dad! He can do so many things! He’s-“.

The stomach walls pressed in on him, cutting him off. “Tommy, you listen to me now. You may not think much as such, but I think you’re a natural-born leader, you’re able to sway so many and command accordingly when so many people need it, remember that time you stopped everyone from fighting? You did all that by yourself!”.

“You may not be as strong as Technoblade but you’re smart and crafty and can hold your own just as well, you’ve impressed Techno so many times with what you’ve achieved. All of us couldn’t be more proud of you as a brother! We all care about you.”.

He could hear soft sobs, and he continued to rub circles, hushing the boy as well. Soon after, they were found by Phil and Techno who joined in the efforts of comforting the boy shortly. And all laid there for the night, keeping Tommy safe like they used to.

Maybe his family did have the answers after all.

[grelleswife]

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i want to know so many things lmao (feel free to ignore any of them) hope you have a nice day :)

(From this ask game here)

Ask, and you shall receive! My day’s going pretty well; I hope yours is, too! 🥰

🥺 Is there a certain type of moment or common interaction between your characters that never fails to put you in your feels?

As a sad, touch-starved little gremlin, any scene involving cuddles or hand-holding/hand-kisses reduces me to a sentimental mess. Those quiet respites where characters completely relax and let themselves be vulnerable with their partner because they’re secure in each other’s love get to me every time. :’)

🎶 Do you listen to music while you write? What song have you been playing on loop lately?

Ironically, although I love to sing, I generally can’t listen to music while I write because I get too distracted to concentrate on the fic and just start jamming out instead. 😅 However, I sometimes play a few songs before drafting if I think they’ll put me in the necessary headspace for a particular story.

Taylor Swift’s “Anti-Hero” is my main go-to at present, along with “Mysterious” by Queen Bee.

💖 What made you start writing?

It was the inevitable outcome of being a weird, introverted, socially-anxious only child with almost no friends, an overactive imagination, and a chronic case of bibliophilia. 😎 I frequently made up stories on my own to keep myself entertained, although I rarely summoned the discipline to commit them to paper (or, when I did, flitted over to a different idea after scribbling down the first chapter). However, I didn’t start writing fic until receiving a request for a Sebagrelle oneshot a few years ago. My brainrot for this ship had already reached an advanced stage, and that little nudge served as the catalyst for my foray into the magical (and sometimes terrifying) realm of AO3. 🤪

🤩 Who is your favorite character to write?

That’s probably a dead-even tie between Grelle and Sebastian, not only because of how fascinating they are to explore, but because they’re dear comfort characters of mine. Writing in their voices is the emotional equivalent of wrapping up in a soft, fluffy blanket (perverse as that may sound given their canon atrocities 😆).

✅ What's something that appears in your fics over and over and over again, even if you don't mean to?

Assonance and alliteration. I like my prose to have a distinctive cadence, and using these devices is conducive to that goal. The problem is that my brain defaults to these types of sound pairings a little too often (it’s the bane of my existence 😭), so I always have to comb back through my drafts to keep their usage from degenerating into simple tackiness rather than serving an artistic purpose. 😖

🤯 What's a genre you struggle with as a writer (ex. romance, action, etc.)?

I was actually discussing this with another mutual earlier—I may be a bisexual cauldron of lust, but smut is an utter chore when I’m the one writing it. There are so many moving parts to keep track of (double entendre fully intended 😉): Is this position anatomically possible? How are the characters’ bodies situated in relation to each other? Do the acts of physical intimacy align with the emotional underpinnings I want to convey to my readers? It’s absolutely exhausting. There’s a reason I prefer writing flowery, introspective pieces! 😅

[catstailtavern]

On a picnic with the genshin boys

Fluff? did someone say fluff??

characters: Diluc, Kaeya, Zhongli, and Childe

content warnings: I'm not a good writer lmao so it's probably OOC- that's the biggest warning- Alcohol mention (bc Kaeya), slight injury mention (bc childe), and like slight spoilers from the beginning of the story involving the darknight hero. Other than that it's just platonic fluff!

authors note: this for some reason took me 3 and 1/2 whole hours to write for some reason???? why??????

Dulic:

When: Diluc is a busy bee so whenever y'all go on picnics it's usually on his lunch break or after work.

Where: therefore you two would probably set up somewhere scenic near Mondstadt! I think probably near Windrise!

what was packed: for the blanket he'd probably pick something simple or something classic like gingham. food wise it depends on how he's feeling, if he's feeling drained he might just take some food from Angel's share or order his favorite picnic-safe food from Good Hunter! if he's feeling more motivated he might make some sandwiches or something else that's light. He doesn't like feeling sluggish from eating a lot!

what you talk about/do: Common topics of discussion between you two are simple things like how each other's day went or plans for the weekend. it's nice just to relax and talk about stuff that doesn't really matter in the grand scheme of things. I feel like Diluc would find these peaceful little moments to be a lovely respite to his usual life. Nose constantly to the grindstone with running a business and being a vigilante. Maybe if Diluc has had a particularly rough day you two might cloud gaze and come up with stupid stories for the shapes you see in the sky.

Kaeya:

When: As Calvary Captain, you'd think Kaeya would have no time for things like this, but he always makes time for leisure! He loves making time for the people he cares about so really any time would be okay. As a lover of aesthetics if it were up to him he'd probably pick any time when the sky looks prettiest so most likely sunset!

Where: I feel like Kaeya would love the idea of a picnic by the water, more specifically the beach. Oceans are a thing of beauty: vast, deep, and full of life. A muse of many great poems and stories, aka the perfect place for a fancy dude like Kaeya lol, everything he does demands to be done in style.

What was packed: an absolutely flamboyant blanket probably brandishing some type of pop culture reference or meme. As for food, quite frankly, it's definitely more wine than food, but that doesn't mean he skimped out on the snacks. I feel like Kaeya would invite a lot of friends (at the very least venti is also there, Rosaria and Lisa if they can make it. Jean's always invited too, but she's usually busy), so that means a lot of food. 3 whole baskets to be exact- filled to the brim with wine and things to pair with each flavor.

what you talk about/do: The evening is full of tipsy laughter, stupid stories, and various other shenanigans. Lots of shell hunting, splish-splashing, and lazily laying where the ocean kisses the beach. Letting the waves graze your legs as you all watch the sun melt into the sea. After all, is said and done and it's time to pack up you feel a little empty as you say goodbye, but to end this wonderful day means that there are more good times to be had the next!

Zhongli:

When: Zhongli seems like an early riser to me, maybe that's just bc he's an old man fjkdhsafkjsahf. Anyway, I feel like he finds the rays of early morning light peeking from behind the clouds to be warm and inviting.

Where: If anywhere he'd pick to set up underneath a large tree by the flowery fields in Qingce Village. It's a lovely and quiet place with just enough shade to block the sun from your eye, but enough light to still read a book.

What was packed: A large embroidered silky sheet bc Zhongli gives off an air of elegance even in casual situations- for the actual eating part of this event; the foods Zhongli brings are more for a tea party than a picnic. A thermos of a strong yet refined tasting tea and plenty of finger foods to enjoy. Maybe some almond tofu or small slices of various cakes for dessert!

What you talk about/do: Zhongli will spend this precious time recanting long-winded stories of his various exploits and the time he spent over his many years in Liyue. If you're not in the mood for his bullshit, I mean, long tales then he doesn't mind just reading next to you or relaxing. You could even nap, he doesn't care, he finds it nice to be in the presence of friends. It makes his world feel a little less lonely.

Childe/Tartaglia:

When: After a long day of fatui business Childe would love to unwind with friends in the evening/at night! I see him as a night owl, but to respect your sleeping schedule he won't drag you out anywhere at the witching hour or something. He'd opt for a middle ground between you two, probably around like 9-10 pm!

Where: I think he'd pick somewhere on the docs with less foot traffic, surrounded by the lights of Liyue! Two reasons for this: 1.) As an extrovert he feeds off being surrounded by others. Eavesdropping on passers-by, just the excitement of the bustling port makes him smile. 2.) The way the water looks when the moonlight bounces off it as the jet black silhouettes of ships glide over the stillness on its surface is very nice scenery!

What was packed: Childe probably didn't pack a blanket or really even a basket, just an extremely large lunch box! Here's what's on the menu tonight: snacks, snacks, that seafood abomination he makes, and more snacks. There are no healthy options to be found. Childe is a gremlin that is only sustained by junk food.

What you talk about/do: Childe will talk non-stop about where today's various cuts, scars, and bruises came from. He loves to show off his fighting prowess. Very "if you think this is bad you should see the other guy," kind of attitude. If you express concern for his safety he will find it touching, but ultimately handwave away your worries telling you there's nothing he can't handle. He likes to people watch and come up with wild, melodramatic, telenovela-style stories for random people you see shuffling among the crowds. Egging you on to voice over their thoughts and feelings with him. I can imagine him having a large appetite so if you two are still hungry all things said and done, he'll take a walk with you past the shops looking for more things to munch on.

[c4pricornc4ts]

Sbi + Friends Rec List 3

This list is split into two sections; fanfics in the real world and fanfics in minecraft. 

They are in order from fluffiest to heavy angst so if you want to laugh, use the top of each list, and if you want to cry, bottom of the lists. Thank you for all the support and as always, please message me if there’s anything wrong with the links and I will fix them. Enjoy!

Real World

Sisterinnit - amooniesong 

2.1k 1/1 Family, Fluff 

“Wilbur, do you know anything about babies?”

“Tommy, I am not giving you the talk on my stream.”

“Wha-- Wilbur!” Tommy scoffed, his familiar high pitched laugh blasting through Wilbur’s headphones and broadcasting into the ears of the twenty-four thousand people watching Wilbur. “That is not what-- I don’t-- I mean, what do they do? Other than just piss and shit and sleep?”

A Day on The Farms - Moonbear_Meliox 

1.9k 1/1 Family, Fluff 

They're farmers now

the art and (mine)craft of war - bluesandbirds 

4.2k 1/1 Family, Humor 

Tommy is a gremlin. An absolute, evil gremlin child and sometimes it's a curse to be related to him. But who is this Dream guy, and why is Tommy suddenly talking about him all the time? Alternatively: Techno, nobody is trying to steal your little brother, that would be kidnapping, please calm down.

ok maybe ghosts exist - itsjosh 

1.2k 1/1 Humor 

The ghost stream is as much of a success as it can be.

pick me up, take me home - meridies 

24k 3/4 Family, Angst 

With barely three hours notice, single father Phil receives a new child to foster. And unlike his two other adopted children, Wilbur and Techno, Tommy is seemingly hellbent on creating chaos. As their close-knit family begins falling apart, all four of them are forced to learn what it truly means to have one another.

Fever Dreams - RedHairedN3rd 

1.5k 1/1 Family, Angst 

Phil reflects on when his youngest had a fever.

Just a Fluke - kageyamas_meat_dance

4.4k 1/1 Angst, Hurt/Comfort

Tommy is going through it and isolates himself and everyone else gets really worried. 

The child who is not loved by the village will burn it down to feel it’s warmth - ChipperDotChar

1k 1/1 Angst, No Comfort 

Tommy gets tired of being insulted and treated like a toddler by the people he looks up to, and he’s also armed with a lighter.

A little pyromania never hurt anyone.

Kidnapped - MeltingAutumn 

3.7k 2/? Angst, Hurt/Comfort 

“Tubbo?” Wilbur finally shatters the silence with a gentle, broken voice. “Did, um… did you hear?”

Instead of replying, Tubbo bursts into tears.

A Loud Boys’ Guide To Unhappiness - soupstarsandsilence 

3.8k 1/? Angst, Hurt/Comfort 

Late one night, Tommy runs away. He's going to stay with Will (not that the older man knows it yet), and maybe while he's there he'll remember how to be happy.

Minecraft 

family in all its forms - subwaywalls

6.8k 2/? Family, Humor

Philza joins Dream SMP, finds several children, and realizes he is the only responsible adult here.

A Survivor and His Bloodthirsty Son - CakeCleaner 

7.4k 3/? Family, Hurt/Comfort, Angst 

“You’re a strange one aren’t you, mate?” The piglin gave him a huff that sounded way too deep to be a child’s and an indifferent expression, his previously petting hands retreated back to his side and he stared the elder down with no hints of aggression or fear, as if he was the one dawning Netherite gear and not the other way around.

Or: Phil adopts a little piglin and said piglin grows up into what legends would whisper with fear as the Blood God

“You’re What!” - Thing_Of_Trash

300 1/1 Family, Humor 

Tommy sees what's happening to his Older Brother and knows he has to take drastic measures.

A Winter’s Ball - Syverne 

4.9k 1/1 Angst 

Wilbur Soot, Tommyinnit, and Technoblade are invited, among others, to restart an old tradition of celebrating the winter solstice by attending a masquerade ball hosted in Manburg. This is the first winter's ball since the devastating volcanic eruption rocked the world and wiped out most of Earth's population - and had strange effects on those who survived. Despite worries that it might be a trap, the citizens of Pogtopia attend this ball under promises of a truce, and Wilbur comes face-to-face with an old friend whom he thought had long turned to hate him. or; Wilbur Soot and Jschlatt dance.

Turn Back Time - ErrorCode_21891711 

3.2k 1/1 Angst 

Wilbur didn't expect to find Tubbo and Tommy turned into children. An accident with potions leads to Tommy and Tubbo being turned into 9 year old children and it's up to Wilbur and the rest of the people of the Dream SMP to take care of they're youngest members until they find a way to either reverse what's been done or wait until it might wears off. They didn't expect to learn some unpleasant things about Tubbo and Tommy's past along the way.

Even the strongest can be weak - fan_fics_are_life

1.6k 1/1 Sickfic, Mild Angst 

Technoblade wants to train Tommy but his health says no.

flower fields (and the bees that live there) - noahloveszombies

1k 1/1 Family, Comfort

niki, tommy and tubbo finally get away from the war.

or; niki becomes a big sister.

Father Goat & Mother Duck - Valkohai  

6.3k 5/? Family, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort 

Sometimes, a family can be found in even the oddest people. In Tubbo's case, those people were tyrannical dictators. Just his luck, huh?

Don’t hurt him - AlpineWasTaken 

1k 1/1 Angst 

Bad's skin crawled with discomfort and phantom pains as he stood firmly in front of Tommy.

"Don't hurt him."

“Show him the door.” - ViolentVioletEye 

3k 1/1 Series, Family 

Schlatt will do anything to protect his son. Even if it means becoming President for a nation he knows next to nothing about. He's been thrust into stranger situations. He can handle this.

Tar Filled Lungs and Bloodless Hearts. - gayblockz (lizandre)

1.7k 1/4 Angst, Hurt/Comfort

Cigarettes are merely a lousy distraction that keep him from doing what needs to be done. Cigarettes are a futile attempt at keeping warm. Cigarettes are the reason Manburg is still standing.

A story detailing Wilbur Soot's seven last cigarettes.

“It’s okay. I trust you.” - Lilian_nator

1.2k 1/1 Angst

"It's okay Wilbur. I trust you. I trust you will do the right thing."

mother drake (your duckling drowned) - anon

3.8k 2/2 Angst, Character Study

After the Manburg Festival, Quackity takes a walk alone. The thought keeps coming back to him.

Hell Hath No Fury - lavender_macaronss 

900 1/1 Angst 

“Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned” Niki finds out about Wilbur’s plans, and she does not take kindly to them

The trial of Tubbo - EfoxKitty

11k 4/8 Angst, Major Character Death 

It's finally over. They've won and L'Manburg is free once again. The president is dead and his tyrannical regime is over. But now they have to deal with a question: What are they going to do with Schlatt's right hand man? Tubbo, only a child, yet still a murderer. How can they fairly judge his involvement in the new government? By organizing a trial with Tubbo as the main witness/suspect.

[dakotafinely]

Would you be willing to write about the turtle boys + April and Casey with a beekeeping friend?

I know nothing about Beekeeping. But I respect people who are able to gain the trust of the buzzy little creatures.

Now let’s get into it!!

Raph:

Why... would you keep bees??

“I like ‘em! I love my job!” “Well... okay.”

Is kinda neutral about it

Like, he doesn’t hate it and he’s glad you have a passion!

It’s just... well they’re bee’s

But, to be fair, last time he interacted with one he got stung

He was just vibin’ near the bee, doing nothing, BOOM stung

His tune kinda changes when you convince him to help you one time.

Look... they’re so tiny... little babies just doin they thing

It’s the gear, it’s like a safety net for him

Will ask when he’s able to help out again

Leo:

This is a baseless head-cannon but Leo is OBSESSED with bugs like he is magic

Do I have a reason? Absolutely not. Will I still die on this hill? Absolutely I will

THE BEE FACTS, HE HAS ALL THE BEE FACTS

Those Bee tik toks that have people moving the bees or taking care of them OBSESSED sis, just OBSESSED

Loves talking to you about your bee keeping job and because he knows a lot ya’ll exchange memes over it sometimes

Also, the BEE PUNS!! YOU WON’T BEE-LIEVE ALL THE PUNS!

You need help with moving a hive into the safety of your bee-farm. Who better to ask?

He kinda didn’t give you a choice, as soon as you mentioned it he jumped at the chance.

You let him hold the Queen and he is in HEAVEN

“Oh mi gosh we gotta do this again sometime!!” You, chuckles: “I’m sure we will, since the bees loved you so much.”

Oh dear he’s- oh dear he’s ascending because he’s so happy we need some HELP-

Donnie:

Asks you what it’s like being a beekeeper

“You could just google it,” “True but why when I have you to simply ask instead?”

Of course you don’t mind, you love talking about your job and he always seems willing to listen

Had tried a couple times to make you something to make bee-keeping easier. But with his reputation of inventions (given to you by April) you don’t ever use them on the bees

He’s surprised when you ask him to help out getting honey from the hives

“Why??” “I think you’ll find it satisfying.”

He did, in fact, find it satisfying to watch how honey is collected

“How often do you collect honey?” “‘Bout three times a year, why?”

Will ask when you’ll do it again, and has the date saved on his phone.

Mikey:

Likes the aesthetic of it all

Will make you bee related trinkets

“Ooooh does fresh honey taste better than store bought?” “Uh... I don’t think so. But I do know that I personally prefer the ones with a comb in them. Makes the honey stay fresher longer in my personal opinion.” “So... yes?” “... Yeah I guess so.”

Your basically his honey supplier at this point

Can’t help it! It’s easier then trying to find a Hidden City store that sells it or asking April (He feels bad making her spend money on spices enough even with Donnie paying her back)

Is ECSTATIC at the idea of helping you with the hive

“And I will name this one Mikey Jr.” “... Mikey... nvm Mikey Jr. it is”

Mikey Jr. is the Queen Bee (you find it kinda funny because he didn’t even know it was the Queen)

Loves the hive’s look, paints it at some point

April:

Usually is asking you how to keep bees away from her

“Look I don’t mess with them they don’t mess with me ‘kay? That’s just how it be honey”

All the bee related nicknames, sorry I don’t make the rules

She doesn’t hate bees and understands their a necessary part of the plant system or whatever. But that don’t mean she’s gotta deal with them IN HER APARTMENT

Made the mistake of putting a bowl of sugar water out the fire escape window

“[Y/n] HELP I DON’T KNOW WHAT I DID BUT THEY’RE SURROUNDING ME!!”

You.. don’t ask for her help with bee keeping stuff because you respect and understand that she would never

But you appreciate the little things she does to help out the bees that doesn’t involve her having to interact with them directly

Casey:

She... oddly knows a lot about bee-keeping already

“Auntie was a bee-keeper, used to spend my summers with her. You learn a thing or two after a while”

Actually knows a few things you didn’t about bee-keeping.

Is... oddly calm and gentle with the bees. Which isn’t really what you were expecting when she’s... ya know, Casey.

“I don’t wanna be stung, are you nuts?”

It’s surreal to watch her handle the bee-keeping duties

But you like it, seeing a different side of her outside of “aggressive gremlin child craving competition”

“Man, you might as well take my job now Casey” “Ha ha, very funny”

You still think about it sometimes, it’s just wild to see how different she is in such an environment

Annnnd done! Sorry, this would’ve been out sooner but I’d been lacking some motivation. Just recently got it back and I figured I’d answer this before I forgot! Sorry if Casey’s ooc, idk why but I just felt like changing up her vibe for a bit. Plus, I’d imagine it’s pretty hard to be as intense as Casey is when your surrounded by bees.

This was a lot of fun! I learned a few bee facts along the way! Thanks for the ask!!

[krastbannert]

Smellershot for the Ultimate Ship Meme?

MAH BABIES! Seriously, I love these two. I will forever be upset that we haven’t gotten a Freedom Fighters centric story that gave us more content for the group, especially Longshot, Smellerbee, and Jet.

For reference, all of these will be completed using the following headcanons:

1. Longshot is a firebender from the FN Colonies (this has absolutely no basis in canon, I just literally can’t unthink it).

2. Jet lives. Because he should have.

(and I’m still sleep deprived so these might be a little insane/weird)

General:

Rate the Ship -  

Awful | Ew | No pics pls | I’m not comfortable | Alright | I like it! | Got Pics? | Let’s do it! | Why is this not getting more attention?! | The OTP to rule all other OTPs 

How long will they last? - Till death do they part, and then a tad bit longer.

How quickly did/will they fall in love? - It took them a couple years. They’re children in the middle of a brutal war with an even jankier support system than the Gaang had. They’ve got a lot to deal with already. Plus, Bee has to process the fact that sweet fucking spirits he’s a flaming ashmaker what the hell when did that happen?!?

How was their first kiss? - When I wrote that scene in Ashmaker, it was very sudden and rather frustrated, and right after Bee literally slapped some sense into him (or tried to, anyways). It would definitely be either that, or it just...happens. Just a lazy thing, something that happens as they’re waking up, and neither of them realize it for a few moments. But in both cases, Bee is the one to initiate it.

Wedding:

Who proposed? - Longshot. It was a simple proposal - it just slipped out one day as they were walking together in the same woods they met in, just outside Gaipan. Marry me, he says, quietly at first, then louder when she asks what he said. Bee, of course, says yes.

Who is the best man/men? - Jet. Absolutely, 100% Jet. (Bonus: if he dies like in canon, Jet is still the best man - The Duke stands in his place, carrying a picture of Jet, forever sixteen. Instead of a Best Man’s speech, they have two minutes of silence. Longshot has to leave his own reception because the loss of his best friend is still that painful.)

Who is the braid’s maid(s)? - We don’t see Bee get many, if any female friends in the show. If they become friends at some point, though, it would absolutely be Toph. I have a feeling the earthbender-gremlin and the knife-gremlin would get along very well. Otherwise, it’s probably someone Bee meets in Ba Sing Se, or in Republic City post-war. 

Who did the most planning? - Their wedding really didn’t have any planning. They just sorta threw it together one afternoon. Longshot let Bee make most of the decisions because it’s her day, and he just wants her to be happy.

Who stressed the most? - Honestly, neither. They just...knew they were meant for each other. In the moment they were each a little nervous, but they’ve been together so long at this point, that they know: they have nothing to worry about.

How fancy was the ceremony? - 

Back of a pickup truck | 2 | 3 | 4 | Normal Church Wedding | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Kate and William wish they were this big.

Who was specifically not invited to the wedding? - There...really wasn’t anyone they specifically didn’t invite, to be honest. After the war, after the dust has settled, after they’ve traveled and grown and matured, they’re more than ready to leave past hurts behind and start a new future.

Sex: Opting out of doing this section

Who is on top? -

Who is the one to instigate things? -

How healthy is their sex life? -

Barely touch themselves let alone each other | 2 | 3 | 4 | Once a couple weeks, nothing overboard | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They are humping each other on the couch right now

How kinky are they? -

Straight missionary with the lights off | 2 | 3 | 4 | Might try some butt stuff and toys | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Don’t go into the sex dungeon without a horse’s head

How long do they normally last? -

Do they make sure each person gets an equal amount of orgasms? -

How rough are they in bed? -

Softer than a butterfly on the back of a bunny | 2 | 3 | 4 | The bed’s shaking and squeaking every time | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Their dirty talk is so vulgar it’d make Dwayne Johnson blush. Also, the wall’s so weak it could collapse the next time they do it.

How much cuddling/snuggling do they do? -

No touching after sex | 2 | 3 | 4 | A little spooning at night, or on the couch, but not in public | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They snuggle and kiss more often than a teen couple on their fifth date to a pillow factory.

Children:

How many children will they have naturally? - If they had any at all, probably just 1.

How many children will they adopt? - They’d be the ones to start an impromptu orphanage and take in every kid they can support because no one is going to go through the hardships they did if they can help it.

Who gets stuck with the most diapers? - Bee, because Longshot is dead asleep by 8:00 PM and he sleeps like the dead until he wakes up with the sun.

Who is the stricter parent? - Probably Longshot. He’s pretty chill with most things - he is married to a knife-gremlin, after all - but he’s still stricter than Bee, who doesn’t particularly care if the kid(s) aren’t dead, dying, or out committing felonies.

Who stops the kid(s) from doing dangerous stunts after school? - Both, but only if it’s too dangerous. It’s not like they have any room to talk, considering they literally lived in trees and swung around branches and used jury-rigged ziplines (made by kids) for several years.

Who remembers to pack the lunch(es)? - Longshot is already up, so he does it. Bee, however, is the one to make the food (more below).

Who is the more loved parent? - Smellerbee. She gets in as much trouble as the kids do; hell, she’s the one who gives the kids half their ideas in the first place.

Who is more likely to attend the PTA meetings? - Longshot.

Who cried the most at graduation? - Longshot.

Who is more likely to bail the child(ren) out of trouble with the law? - Longshot, because Smellerbee is probably in jail with the kids (she got in another fight with someone who mistook her for a boy).

Cooking:

Who does the most cooking? - After one too many incidents involving burned soup, near forest-fires, and Jet lacking eyebrows for a month, Longshot was banned from cooking, and the ban is maintained by Bee and the other Freedom Fighters throughout their lives.

Who is the most picky in their food choice? - Longshot grew up in the FN colonies. The boy needs spicy food. Craves it, actually.

Who does the grocery shopping? - They do it together.

How often do they bake desserts? - All the time. After so long living on hunted, stolen, and scavenged food, they both have a sweet tooth that will not be denied.

Are they more of a meat lover or a salad eater? - Meat, mainly because that’s what they’re used to. Salad is just weird.

Who is more likely to surprise the other(s) with an anniversary dinner? - Longshot always remembers things like that, but he doesn’t cook, so when he does get together a full dinner spread, it’s a big day.

Who is more likely to suggest going out? - They only go out when they don’t have a lot of food in the house, or when a friend wants to meet them someplace.

Who is more likely to burn the house down accidently while cooking? - Longshot. Absolutely Longshot (see above). Smellerbee might not be the best cook but she can manage to make food without getting rid of eyebrows or forests.

Chores:

Who cleans the room? - Both.

Who is really against chores? - Neither, really. They’re just so used to doing them that it’s automatic.

Who cleans up after the pets? - Whoever is their at the time.

Who is more likely to sweep everything under the rug? - Considering how long it took him to admit to being a firebender and that he had a crush, it would probably be Longshot.

Who stresses the most when guests are coming over? - They really don’t have guests. Just their really close friends, and they’re pretty much the Freedom Fighters and sometimes the Gaang, who went through the same shit they did. 

Who found a dollar between the couch cushions while cleaning? - Longshot did, but he gave it to Bee.

Misc:

Who takes the longer showers/baths? - Bee. She hates being cold, so she stays in the warmth as long as she possibly can.

Who takes the dog out for a walk? - They let the dog roam free most of the time. He walks himself.

How often do they decorate the room/house for the holidays? - They’re not big on decorating. They only do the big ones - Lunar New Year and Winter Solstice.

What are their goals for the relationship? - Honestly? They don’t really have any. They spent so much of their lives just trying to survive, one day to the next, and all they really want is time to relax.

Who is most likely to sleep till noon? - Smellerbee. 

Who plays the most pranks? - Smellerbee.

[marastriker]

Okay so I couldn't choose just a few so...

💚, 💐, 💋, ⛈, 🌺, ⚡, 🍃, 🌻, 💍, ✨, 🎩, 🌼, 🔥, 💀, 🌈, 🌹, 🎭, 🎈, 💝, 🌙, 🍂 You know which ship hehe 👀 thank you <3

YOU GOT IT BABE

💚 First off, who is your OTP?

Rusted Brakes for you bb

💐 Who tends to worry the most?

Rusty does! He worries about a lot of stuff, especially if CB would go for an old busted up rusty engine like himself.

💋 Who is the most physically affectionate?

CB still, cannot keep his grubby little gremlin hands to himself.

⛈ Do they enjoy dancing?

They're both very awkward when they dance, but CB enjoys Rusty dipping him hehehe. Strong engine.

🌺 Do they go to sleep at the same time as each other?

Nope, absolutely not. Rusty sleeps at odd hours of the day, but CB almost doesn't know what sleep is. Rusty has to beg him to come to sleep instead of staying up with his little hobbies.

⚡ What are their nicknames for each other?

CB calls Rusty: Rustbutt, Pumpkin, Champ, Rust-eze, Gorgeous, My Boy, My Man

Rusty calls CB: Ceebster, Bee, My Love, Caby, Pain in the ass, My Ass

🍃 What do they do when the other is stressed?

Rusty is a bit more of a crybaby than CB is, in that he cries over really simple, silly stuff. When CB cries, it's about something really fucking serious. Rusty holds CB and rocks him back and forth, playing with his hair. CB is not the BEST at comforting people, but he will offer himself up to Rusty whenever Rusty is stressed. He may personally think it's silly, but wouldn't say that in front of Rusty.

🌻 How do they spend time if the other is gone?

CB doesn't like to be alone anymore. He'll go bother the freight, or Electra, play a prank on Greaseball. But he'd rather die than just sit in his shed all alone waiting for Rusty.

Rusty has his own regimen of stuff he can do, training, studying, spending time with Poppa and Dustin.

💍 Would they ever get married?

I imagine they just might, but I don't have any hard and fast hcs about it quite yet.

✨ Who proposes?

I imagine Rusty would be the one to propose. CB is like. Is this a prank, am i on prank'd

🎩 Who bothers the other person while the other person reads?

CB absolutely bothers the shit out of Rusty. Rusty isn't paying attention to him! How dare he!

🌼 How do their personalities complement each other?

Rusty is definitely more responsible and mature and sets a good example for CB. Though, CB definitely knows how to have more fun and gets Rusty to be a little less uptight all the time

🔥 Who will punch someone out if they are rude to their partner?

CB will clock anyone who bullies Rusty anymore. Even a diesel. He'll lose, but he'll still try and fuck 'em up.

💀 What would they dress up as, for Halloween?

Disney couples. Period.

🌈 What are their favourite colours?

Rusty loves maroon and green. CB ofc loves red (and I still stand by him liking yellow, but I think he also has a soft spot for green as well.)

🌹 Who is the hopeless romantic?

Rusty. Rusty does all the classic romantic stuff that he knows every guy is supposed to do.

🎭 Who is the dramatic one?

CB. Rusty is usually pretty rational in general, and between the two of them, CB is far more dramatic. He's definitely one for theatrics.

🎈 Who makes jokes during inappropriate times?

Still CB. He seriously doesn't know what else to do. How do I make this funny so I don't cry? Is is thought process lol

💝 What do they love about each other the most?

Rusty loves how carefree CB seems to be. He wants to be less of a rule stickler and a goody two shoes, but it is so hard for him.

CB loves Rusty's confidence and determination. He admires how Rusty is able to do anything he sets his mind to with hard work and drive.

🌙 How do they comfort each other when they are helpless to do anything about the situation?

Rusty makes CB look him in the eye and says that he believes in him. CB knows he's telling the truth. Rusty gives him soft kisses and assures CB that he'll do anything to help.

CB holds Rusty and wipes his tears. He doesn't need to say much, just being there is enough for Rusty to know that he's not facing the world alone.

🍂 What is an inside joke they have?

CB refers to a hypothetical child between them all the time, saying that he'll name it something stupid while Rusty isn't looking. Like a sound.

"Woo Woo won't be very happy about that"

THANKS FRIEND <3

[fanficsforheartandsoul]

GREMLIN AU

@smhalltheurlsaretaken has motivated me to draw some Grandpa Yoda stuff and god, I just came up with some new things that are definitely canon now because I decided so, don’t @ me. 

Also I don’t give a shit about canon in general, Yoda is a grumpy gremlin now, whose ears are like Stitch’s from Lilo & Stitch, and the clones are his sons. End of discussion. 

Grumpy Grandpa Yoda™ living with his children who take care of him later, they age like normal people and it’s just a happy funny family AU:

Yoda lives with 10 clones he was able to save on Dagobah

There’s a lot of mud and swampy stuff and creatures and the clones HATE IT

At least at the beginning, later the begin to love it and I can guarantee you there are sooooo many mud fights - Yoda disapproves

Yoda takes Commander Gree, Draa and Buzz (Doesn’t make any sense I know but who cares bitch) and other soldiers from the 41st Stormtrooper Legion with him

Hades, Ace, Eli, Beetle, Fox, Rook and Essi 

together with the other three and the gremlin they build a big family

they build some rather crude houses but there not exactly architects, right?

Later, they get better and all of the clones have an individual hut

The distance between the clones and the former grandmaster of the Jedi order seems like a giant canyon at the beginning and they call Yoda “Sir” for a few years

until the clones play a game of truth or dare and one of them is dared to make the Jedi change his sad demeanor for once

Yes, they play games

A lot actually

It’s like they’re finally having their childhood and puberty although the look like adults

imagine 10 grown ass men racing through the swamps of Dagobah

The Jedi has been mourning for the Jedi, the knights, the padawans, the younglings for a long time and the clones know

They see the absent-minded gremlin stare outside the window and they feel sad too

after all they do know how it feels to loose trusted friends and companions although not in that big capacity like the Jedi purge

But well back to the dare 

one of the clones, Ace, is seriously thinking about how to make the little dude smile or at least shock him and he’s wracking his brain because never before has he seen the Jedi master surprised

so how is he gonna do it?

one evening, after everyone went to bed and the Jedi draped the bed sheets over him with the help of the force, he has an image before his eyes

and the next morning when there’s a heated discussion over who becomes the last jelly pudding, Ace blurts out “Grandpa should decide!”

and everyone just stops

Grell who gave Buzz a head nut is just turning and looking at him

Draa paused his spoon mid air, mouth wide open

Hades and Fox just blink, the latter still in a headlock

Eli almost dies because he choked on his milk

The other three who dozed at the table are suddenly wide awake

and then a voice says: “The pudding, Rook should get” and all heads turn

Master Yoda is smiling softly and the bois suddenly have the feeling of “must protect this gremlin” and from that they on they just call him “Grandpa”

Not without teasing Ace to death first, obviously

A lot of jokes get thrown around

“Now that I think about it, I see the resemblance.” “We have the same face, you idiot.” 

Only Grell is a hesitating and just calls him “Yoda” but secretly he likes to say it too

They wear their armor for a long time before they finally take it off, mainly because they’re scared of the Empire finding them 

They want to be ready for battle any time

But then Yoda takes off his Jedi robes and the boys gradually relax and take of their helmets and armor too

Now the get stung a lot by mosquitos

And the bois discover that the gremlin likes to eat a lot of disgusting things

But the mosquito problem gets solved so no one is complaining

Yoda changes a lot

He shows his emotions more and sometimes even loses his patience

His walking stick becomes a weapon for head nuts

Grell gets a lot of them because he always tries to help him but

“Not that old, I am, boy!” 

“Alone, I could’ve done that, Grell.”

He plays with the bois

The often play a ball game where Yoda lets the ball float and the guys try to catch it without being hit in the face

The current count is 142 to 19 with Grandpa clearly winning

Rook is a fucking sewing machine and they soon get to wear custom clothes

He knits a super long and super heavy scarf for Yoda because he “worries that Grandpa will be cold in the winter”

The scarf is literally 3 meters long and I guarantee you that the clones have to unwrap him like toilet paper every evening

Rook is right, Yoda is cold in winter and his bones hurt a lot more

One time Yoda forgot his walking stick and Buzz just straight up holds his hand and walks with him like a toddler

Few years later, when he’s even older and a little wobbly on his feet, Fox and Eli like to carry him around on their backs

Beetle, the absolute crackhead, carries him like a baby

Grandpa always complains but he secretly likes it because the child isn’t a stone hard washboard like the others

They send holograms to Obi-Wan, the responsible uncle and Hades’ beard role model, and the Jedi has questioned the gremlin’s choices so many times already because of the weird ass pictures

Obi-Wan sends them holograms of little Luke in return and the bois are LIVID, because “OUR COUSIN, LOOK AT HIM WADDLE, GUYS”

The clones and Yoda go on holiday trips - which are basically just visiting another swamp on Dagobah

So many puns and inside jokes

“WHAT are you doing in my swamp?”

“GET OUT OF MY SWAMP!”

Laughing

so much laughing

And dirty jokes

Only out of Yoda’s earshot though

The boys grow up, ok?

Eli is good at drawing

He’s the one who painted most of their armor and their battle ships

But for Sith’s sakes he can’t draw Yoda at all

His pictures still hang on the fridge tho

And all kinds of other stuff hangs there too

Yoda’s hut has all sorts of trinkets everywhere

All of them were gifted to him by the boys and some of them are just some sort of weird metal that “looked shiny or nice”

But the Grandpa loves them SO MUCH

When Yoda gets older, his hearing gets a lot worse and his ear muscles deteriorate which is why he’s constantly walking around with flabby ears

The boys have to repeat their sentences 

When the gremlin doesn’t like what he’s hearing he’s just pretending he can’t understand them but Grell KNOWS

When he meditates too long or sits too long without eating, the boys force him to eat something

mostly frogs - he likes them a lot

They make sure he brushes his teeth because that frog smell nasty

and they brush his hair, but it’s mostly Grell because he can ignore the gremlin’s attitude when it comes to taking care of himself

Yoda makes Obi-Wan send pictures of some locals on Tatooine, trying to subtly set the boys up

They aren’t Jedi after all

A little happiness, they deserve, hoho

The boys find it funny but never try to contact the person because it’s too dangerous

This makes Yoda sure that half of them are gay

Not that he minded

They just have an embarrassing talk about the bees, and Adam and Steve

And he’s telling them the story of “Jal and Argo” some members of his species he met on a little moon and yada yada yada

MAKER, he loves to tell stories

The ears of the clones almost start to bleed, he talks so long and loud - he can’t hear his voice properly sometimes and starts to randomly YELL

But they like to listen, although half of them are always asleep at the end

and receive head buts when grumpy Grandpa notices

But he never hits them hard, especially not Beetle

He seriously worries about that guy

“make sure he doesn't lose any more brain cells, I have to”

But the clone’s head is really hard so might as well be fine

BONUS: ugly ass 10 minute sketches

YODA’S SPECIES HAS THE CAPABILITY TO MOVE THEIR EARS LIKE STITCH, I DON’T ACCEPT ANYTHING ELSE

[tboesart]

OKAY GUYS I have been a busy bee and figured I'd toss everything out here (which FYI I post these first up on my ig bc it's easier and I'm lazy lmao). SO explanations:

I made myself a new profile pic ft Amaimon for my art accounts 👌

Then I decided to spend Halloween 2020 designing an Amairin OC child bc I love the thought of their absolutely feral brat just being such a demonic hellspawn, fighting with Amaimon at meals bc they're both gremlins lmao then I made a color combo thing to determine what the rest of my ot3 offspring might look like (imma actually make a genetic punnet square for them too, gotta use that science degree for something amirite ��).

And finally, a bunch of wips I'll get around to eventually 👌

[soldierwatch]

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it’s been half a year already !! i’ve had an Excellent time writing for jack, but such fun could not be had without the incredible people i’ve had the upmost pleasure of interacting with !! BIG Thank Yous to all of you who’ve supported this mess. i’ve got a lot of love for you guys. ♥

PLAY OF THE GAME

@animosus  ➡ okay baby, we gotta start with you because NOT ONLY do i love you a stupid amount, but because it’s ENTIRELY YOUR FAULT i’m even here. you letting me watch you play overwatch... you spilling a little bit of lore here & there... you not being there to Stop Me when impulses guided me into buying the game... but that’s okay. that’s more than okay. because of you i found jack, & he & i are Very Happy Together. but not as happy as i am with you !! g o s h you are my Best Friend ;; thank you for stickin’ with me for so long. You Are My Soulmate, You Are My maple-flavored Dream. ♥ thank you for all the support you’ve given me through the years, thanks for being my partner in every context, & thank you for just being in my life. I love you.

@circusglass  ➡ mav you are like ;; The Best ;;;; your presence alone is honestly COMFORTING, & when i see you on my dash my heart gets all ‘ !!! ’ i adore you !! you’re fun, you’re engaging, you’re silly, you support my trash gremlin ( which means a HELLUVA lot, cause i’ve put a lot of work into that blog--- ) & just---i don’t know how to put into words how BRIGHT you are. you are like the golden petals of a field of dandelions !! ilusfm,,

@greenxscarves  ➡ amulu !! i want to start by saying Thank You. you are always there when i need you, without fail, supplying support & distractions & just company that i can TRUST---you make me feel SAFE, if that makes sense. i really treasure you & all you do, all you CONTRIBUTE ; you’re absolutely one of my favorite people to have met on this site. i. i’m literally sitting here emotional just thinking about you. i struggle a lot in communicating, but you never make me feel like i’m at FAULT for it, nor do you ever make me feel ABANDONED, &. just. god, that means more than i can say. i could tell you i’m grateful for you every day for the rest of my life, & it’d still never be enough. thank you. ...& also, i absolutely Love the relationship we’ve built for our muses ; jack quasi-adopting emi means Everything to me & He Would Die For Her. 

@thewitchandtheangels  ➡ F A T E. gosh where do i BEGIN with you---listen, I LOVE YOU. thank you for supporting me for so long,, the fact you’ve been with me all the way since adam means a lot !! i have absolutely treasured all of the relationships we’ve built between a myriad of muses over the years, & it’s all got to do with the fact that you are one of my Very Favorite people to interact with. i’m always gonna be in support of YOU, i hope you know. i think of you often, & it always puts me in a good mood when i do. ♥

@mulltitudinous ➡ HEY BIRB, THANKS FOR LETTING ME BOUNCE JACK OFF YOU SO MUCH---words could never express How Much i love the writing we’ve done together so far. i love what we’ve been able to throw down, because ANGRY jack is Hands-Down one of my FAVORITES to write. i am endlessly appreciative of you allowing me to thread such content with you, & i always get stupidly giddy when i see a reply from you come back. ...also i appreciate all the art you send me, as well as the dragons you’ve shown me ( bonsai is #1 in my heart ). you’re an honest treat to have as a writing partner ;; Thank You ♥

@aquaeques & @seapromised ➡ i wanted to write a message to the Both of you, since there cannot be one without the other. i love you guys to Pieces, & honestly have ever since i first met you both. ;w; the nights spent staying up Too Late plotting klaneo while kira (commanded) urged gohan & i to bed will always be remembered fondly. from all the AUs we’ve all ever come up with, to the way you two break my heart in ways only You Two CAN, i just. i have a lot of affection for you nerds. i love you both a whole lot. ♥♥♥

@ncscope  ➡ Dear Woody,,, it’s been a little while since you’ve been around, my friend, & i think if you pop back in you’ll find a number of messages from me alREADY, but---here’s another just to say You’re Wonderful, & I Am Forever Ecstatic Over Your Incredible Portrayal of Ana. i hope wherever you are, you’re doing well ;; i’m wishing you the best !! 

@preservedhearts  ➡ hey king hey king hey king !! listen you & your friendship means a Helluva lot to me, & i’m so glad to have you in my life. you’ve been the voice of reason in a lot of situations, more than i think you know---you’re kind & compassionate, you’re considerate, & you’re CREATIVE---in addition to you, i love LUTHER as well. he’s more than deserving of all the affection i ( & jack ) can give him, & i am Extremely happy you’re willing to throw him @ me & gun daddy over here. ;w; i love you tons & tons, & then so much more.

@vagasbonds  ➡ cABOOSE. your turn. so, like, LISTEN---grouchy bratty characters have always been a FAVORITE of mine, & you have blessed me with interactions involving elias, the BEST grouchy brat OF ALL. but no matter how much of a grump your muse is, you yourself are still such a sweetheart & i Love You A Whole Lot !! i’m really glad we’ve developed whatever we’ve developed here, because jack dad’ing elias ? elias slowly conceding to it ? eliAS TRUSTING JACK ? that’s what i’m Living for. i love you & your sassy child. c;

HIGHLIGHTS

@valkyrieonlinc ( bee, you are Incredibly sweet & I Hope You’re Well ) ➡ @simple-geometry ( hey neptune, i hope you’re having fun on your trip !! i hope you’re having a more safe time than jack !! ) ➡ @devoutbrother ( HEY HANNAH, i know you don’t write him anymore, but you will Always be my favorite hanzo, & that thread we had ? i go back to read it often just because i Love It Sfm. )  ➡ @bamftumbleweeds ( it’s been a while, my friend ! i think of you often, & always fondly. )  ➡ @owobunnyowo ( daddy/daughter relationship takes Two... listen i love you & the hana interpretation you’ve gifted my dash with. ) ➡ @walcure ( emmett, elias is the Only Reason to be on this site. the two of you are Wonderful. ) ➡ @mekaon ( nanners, i am wishing you All The Best at All Points In Time ;; i thoroughly enjoy Everything you post. ) ➡ @yukitscne ( tez, jack & zen as baking buddies will Always hold a Big Place in my heart )

BLUE TEAM

i admire you all ; keep doin’ what you’re doin’, I’m Rootin’ For You. 

@neuroaltered ஃ @ircnego ஃ @plcytowin ஃ @twotailshakes ஃ @atrophid ஃ @crrypt ஃ @crownedwidow ஃ @xrevolucionario ஃ @infiltratetm ஃ @shrikebled ஃ @adflicte ஃ @duskbrokcn ஃ @dawnbrokcn ஃ @tyzics ஃ @vvarbled ஃ @synthmama ஃ @portalipsis ஃ @spendourlives ஃ @samanupatiika ஃ @ancmalyy ஃ @uchitoru ஃ @fromtheshadcws ஃ @leftxbchind ஃ @captainslain

& to all others who have supported me in one way or another, the Loudest thank you from the very bottom of my heart ; you guys have all helped in part to make it an exciting six months.  here’s hoping i can wring a few more outta jack. ♥