#and I know how ya'll love to cape

[maybe-its-5sos]

Dad (All Might Headcanon)

Requested: No Idea: What Toshinori would be like as your dad!

He's the softest sweetest dad!

He just wants to keep you happy and safe

He also wants to make you super proud!

He's absolutely wound around your little finger....what ever his baby wants, his baby gets! "Daddy, I wanna go to the zoo!" Toshinori having just sat down after an exhausting day of fighting crime "Of course dear, get dressed and lets go!" "I want that big bear plushy!" "okay!" he smiles reaching for his wallet.

He'll let you style his hair all you want. The mountain of a man will sit in front of the couch while you climb his back like a jungle gym, putting in cute hair clips and braiding it! "Daddy what do you think?" you cheerfully ask giving him a little hand held mirror. "I look fantastic, you should be my stylist, pumpkin!" He grins proudly, flipping his loose hair.

He'll absolutely play pretend and take part in tea parties, tiara and all... tho he had to have the chairs be made sturdier so he didn't flatten them with the power of them cheeks.

Lets you use his capes as blankets.

He always makes you walk towards the inside of the sidewalk. Tho when you're really young, he wont even let you walk at all and carries you around.

He would hold your hand at every doctors appointment! Knowing that you hate the hospital issued bandages because their industrial strength-, skin removing-, soul ripping-glue, he brings his own to make for a less fussy appointment.

He also does a full monster check in the house before putting you to bed. "Yep, no monsters there!" he says getting up from the floor after looking under you bed. "What about in there?" you ask pointing at the slightly open closet, hiding under your blanket. "Nothing in here either!" he smiles, after shuffling some clothes and looking around. He closes the door.

He'll read you bedtime stories and tucks you in. And yes, he gives all the characters voices.

Absolutely will let you sleep in his bed if you have a nightmare ("don't fear, why? Because I am here!" he says groggily with a smile), or even if you're just super fussy about going to bed.

He'll spoil you without making you a brat. He explains to you that not everyone can afford everything you two have. It absolutely warms his heart when you want to donate a bunch of toys to the less fortunate!

He doesn't expect you to ever become a hero, he just wants you to do whatever you love doing. Plus he doesn't want you to put yourself in unnecessary danger.

Kinda gives him a heart attack when you come home from school telling him that you want to be a hero like him. He won't try to change your mind (too hard) tho. He might try to sway you a bit, but gives up when he realizes that you're just as stubborn as him.

If you get hurt, that man is there with a first aid kit before you even realize you got hurt in the first place. "dad it's just a scratch." your roll your eyes as the large man cleans and puts an obnoxious bandage on your wound.

When you get older (teenager and so on) ya'll will absolutely have dinner/movie nights. Toshi loves spending any time with you that he can, especially when he can no longer be in his larger form

He thinks he isn't the cool dad anymore, but you constantly have to remind him that he's the best dad you could've ever ask for, plus now he doesn't take up 90% of the couch, so honestly you prefer it.

You're the light of his life and you'll never know how much your good ol' dad truly loves you.

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With love,

-K

[fansids]

Shadow of the King Au Art Dump

Since I very rarely get past the sketching phase any presentable art is rare, but I managed to find some for ya'll

Warning for some old ass art:

1. The Stalwart Generals

I spent an ungodly amount of time figuring out the designs, dynamics, and personalities of all of these monkies so I'll be damned if I don't show them first.

The Generals take care of anything SWK is unable to. They are in charge of FFM when he's not present.

Marshal Ma - While technically all the generals are the same rank, Marshal Ma is considered SWK's unofficial second in command. She's calm in every crisis with a very low bs tolerance and is 75% of the reason why the island doesn't fall to chaos every time SWK leaves. She's highly respected by all the inhabitants and can and will break your spine Bane style if the situation calls for it.

Marshal Liu - Mean bisexual. Marshal Ma's sister and the bane of her existence. On duty she takes her role very seriously. Off duty she likes to keep Ma on her toes with her dumbassery. She's easy going, hates clothes, and loves to fight. She has a slightly concerning amount of knives on her person at all times. She is big gay for General Beng.

General Beng - Meaner lesbian. A siamang and the largest and tallest of the generals. She enjoys dressing up, tea (both kinds), and a good party. She has a very short fuse. While her size and strength alone would generally deter anyone from testing her temper, there are always idiots. She can fight, but she knows her Liu would enjoy it more.

General Ba - The youngest of the generals. While she's not shy, she is very quiet. She does not waste her words. But, when she speaks, the others will stop whatever they're doing to listen. She likes to spend her free time in the libraries. Get her in the right mood and she'll argue with you for hours about the most random subjects.

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2. Macaque face evolution

Was trying to get a feel for Macaque's face and how it changes throughout the au. Top right is the youngest, bottom right is the oldest. Bro gets all sorts of messed up from the whole died and resurrection thing and very much looks wrong afterwards.

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3. New fit

Macaque and SWK have the whole cape thing going on, I figured SWK gave Mac one of his own when he was still training under him. I like to think it holds a lot of sentimental value to him since he still wears it in present day but he would rather get his head smashed in again than admit it.

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4. I'm sure this won't come back to bite anyone later

Eeesh. Imagine spending your whole life training to receive and keep the Sun Wukong's attention only for him to casually give it to some random human boy thousands of years later. I mean, Macaque did betray him and everything, but it's the principle.

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5. The Tongbi Gibbon Concepts

One of the four world-wrecking/celestial monkies. My brain was very focused on the whole pulling celestial bodies out of the sky part of her abilities that I made her based around that line.

Don't know if this fit is still canon as she and the Horse Monkey had a large role to play in Shadow of the King, and I'm considering if I should take them out

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Bonus:

I consider the Tongbi gibbon and the Horse Monkey to be older than both Sun Wukong and Macaque in Shadow of the King. The Horse Monkey is the eldest, but the Tongbi's age is nothing to sniff at.

That being said, that does not mean she can't be bought.

Takes place after all the traumatizing shit in SotK

Panel 1

Tongbi: Child, I am an ancient being. I hold the power of gods within me. I was witness to the birth of the Great Sage himself. I have seen nations and empires rise and fall. I have gathered and spent innumerable wealth. Yet you think you can bribe me with 20 yuan?

Panel 2

The host: ...how 'bout 30?

Panel 3

Off-panel (Horse Monkey): TONGBI!!

MK: I thought the nimbus made you airsick

Red Son: Not helping, Noodle Boy

Tongbi: BOTH OF YOU SHUT UP!

[catyo90]

Veil guard Romance Head-Cannon Scenario: Ballroom

(Really missed the idea of a Ball room quest from DAI. So I thought what if I made up some for ya'll.)

Taash - They wear a more formal arrangement of fabric with multiple medals and jewels with a long blue cape to accent the body and arms. At first they are really uncomfortable, the idea of lavish food and drinks and having to be polite isn't really what the Qun or Lords of Fortune teach but they do love the jewels and gold around everyone saying how everyone in the room, be it friend or enemy, they are like dragons. They will fight tooth and nail to be at the top and smote away their competition. The stares from many women and men who find them attractive causes a smirk every time knowing full well what they are thinking. Rook being there helps, they are comfortable around them no matter what and loves it when Rook winks at them. The idea of dancing with Rook makes Taash blush a tad everytime the thought comes to mind.

Harding- She wears a similar garb to what the inquisition wore in orlais but with small stitching of her own and her hair down. Having worked with the Inquisition she isn't unaware of the game needed to be played since Leliana showed her the ins and outs of everything to look for. She stays near the balconies to keep an eye out from above, a birds eye view so to speak. She loves seeing Rook coming to her and sneaking kisses around the corner knowing all too well they both want to return to the lighthouse for private time. Dancing is a bit embarrassing for her seeing as the last few times she danced it was difficult to move along but Rook let's her lead but everytime Rook can they dip her, causing them to smile as the sounds of music echo on.

Bellara - She wears a combo of elven robes and her clans as well with her hair done into two smalle buns with her signature triangle accessories. She is super excited about meeting such well known scholars and researchers. Always answering and asking questions about human customs and their love of cheese which she seems to find everywhere she went. She loves the idea of dancing with Rook, so much so she will pull them onto the dancefloor and dances in her clans way. Both a delight and welcoming from all who witness the dance. Afterwards she is out of breath having enjoyed herself too much. After the dance she thanks Rook for bringing her to experience something new.

Emmerich - He wears a long green robe with bone like trims and small silver details of the human anatomy with a flower in his pocket. Having been self taught in manners and learned to honor all people politely he finds himself quite comfortable in the noble halls, basically follows the manners maketh men like style. He stays close to the center of the room drinking fine tea brought to him by Manfred who he has in special noble robes. Everyone is delighted by Manfred and his excitement. Rook is the one to ask Emerich to a dance, at first he's not confident enough, he wonders if the others around will judge for the age difference or even the idea of a necromancer finding any companionship, he finds Rook taking his hand and whispering sweet encouragement to him helps as the gentle tones of the songs block out the whispers of those around them.

Davrin- Wears a more formal Grey Warden armor with feathers along his arms and shoulders with Assan having a matching cloak around his neck.

Being a Grey Warden and an Elf having not really been influenced by the idea of elegant dancing or as Neve would tell him playing "The Game." He does love the rich food and drinks and bringing Assan he tends to stay outside keeping an eye out on any Venetori agents while Assan tries his hardest to be polite but finding it difficult to not chase the bejeweled outfits and shiny baubles that nobles wear. Seeing Rook though does ease the time spent as he will ask Rook to save a dance for him, warning that he can't help but stare at the way they are dressed.

Lucanis - The robes he wears are a dark black and purple trim with hidden pockets for his daggers, along his shoulders are crow feathers with a long cloak and hood with a lighter sash around his waist. He is quite at home here but he sticks close to the shadows and watches every step and gesture like his life depended on it. Having been imprisoned for a year though he is a tad rusty at the small talk and rather keeps to himself on the lush couch drinking coffee all the while trying to keep spite in check who keeps smelling the secrets of every nobles desire. All the dark secrets to spite as clear as water making him laugh inside. It is lucanis that asks Rook for a dance after the mission smiling all the while as spite shows off his wings to accent the dance entirely evening gently lifting them into the air away from prying eyes.

Neve - She wears a teal dress, not too long or short but enough to show off her legs, he hair is down with a small serpent hairpin and a custom prosthetic for dancing. She is very used to this sort of atmosphere having worked with Dorian and the magistrate undercover. She loves the chase of clues and the idea of hidden secrets in the halls and in the words of servants. While she does know how to dance, after losing her leg she became a bit more restrictive in the art but with Rook that fear goes away, the reassurance of love and comfort from Rook reminds her that she doesn't have to be the detective of the streets and instead be a courted lady of the evening.

[the-face-in-the-mirror]

At last, I am back again! Surprisingly, this one took a while, but here is the new and improved Gilthunder! I bet you didn't quite expect this one, because I sure didn't.

Gil's design was fine, before, but I decided to make some improvements. His hair is now far more wavy/curly, slightly more reminiscent of how Zaratras' curled towards the bottom, and also has that slight lightning shape since that's his whole thing. I'm a little unpracticed with curlier hair, especially when trying to emulate his original hairstyle, but I'm sure I'll get better as time goes on.

Speaking of lightning... I do not care if it's magic, you shouldn't be wearing a full suit of metal armor when messing with literal lightning. So, I gave him an outfit slightly more reminiscent of English royal guards, with less metal to electrocute himself on, and a better design to absolutely slay on the battlefield.

Gil's characterization via his design is driven by colors this time around; he has no choice but to follow orders and stay in line, with constant eyes on him, so he has little room to express himself through clothing like other characters. The blues are cool and calming, giving an outwardly calm and collected demeanor; this includes the more neutral whites, blacks, and greys, like his cape. The underside of his cape, though, is red, angry and passionate, and filled with love; emotions he is more forced to keep to himself. The purple sash is also a part of himself peeking through since Gil, when not under the threat of the Holy Knights, wears a lot of purple.

Also, didn't ya'll say you wanted Gilthunder angst? You didn't? Well, too bad, because you're getting it anyway! You're telling me this kid's dad was brutally murdered when he was 11, and yet his only emotional storyline revolves around Margaret? Sure, Nakaba, sure... In this house, we let the guy miss his dad.

Anyway, that's Gil! I wonder who I should do next... maybe a certain green Fairy? Let me know what ya'll think!

[internetgiraffekid1673]

Whattup people who read my Batman posts! Brainrot's still rotting, I just had junk to do, so I didn't draw for a while! Anyhoodle, time for another character, Duke Thomas, a.k.a The Signal (and also Robin depending on how you're counting it!)

You know the drill by now, initial trace with my lazy backdrop! I liked drawing Duke, but BOY HOWDY HEY, he was hard. Like, I'm just gonna come out and say it, I am BAD at drawing armor and buildings and machines and anything non-organic. Which means Signal is probably one of the hardest costumes to get right. This was just the trace, so it wasn't too bad, but trying to understand how his costume worked was quite the game for this whole process. I will say, he's got one of my favorite color schemes out of any of the Batfamily. The light dark contrast works really well in a way that is only seen elsewhere on the Robin cape, and the fact that this is actually the Signal's whole costume makes it feel more cohesive and effective than that. And, you know, it's also really cool thematically, considering light is kinda Duke's whole thing.

Freehanded drawing with referenced trace! This was a ROUGH time. I had to redraw Duke three separate times before I got a result I was satisfied with.

So, remember how I said that I struggled to understand how his costume actually works? Yeah, that's because I have a decent grasp how armor is actually supposed to work, and this ain't it fellas. Like, not knocking the design, it looks cool and is certainly easier to draw once you get the hang of it, but it makes less intuitive sense to me. What is happening on his neck? Is that like pure metal molded to his skin or something? That's not how physics work. Why are his pauldrons not actually covering his shoulders, and also where and how exactly are the attached to anything? It was confusing, but definitely a good exercise for me.

Again, the stuff they did was actually pretty smart, since it's comic books and they don't have to move realistically, and this makes it easier to pose his head, chest, and shoulders. It was just difficult for me to wrap my head around. Ignoring all the physics defying stuff,

Signal probably has one of the smartest/most practical costumes of the Batfam too. For one, he actually has a helmet and protects his head. Two, he has armored all of his vital organs like his lungs and heart and stuff. Three, he doesn't have a cape, which means he can't be grabbed or snagged as easily, and doesn't have to fight working around that. This is sad for me though, because I love drawing capes : (

Pose for characterization. I'mma be straight with ya'll, I don't know much about Duke. Like, I've read all of the We Are Robin/Robin Wars comics, but that doesn't actually give me much of a handle on Duke as a person, or how he behaves because it has to split the focus between so many protagonists, and also because there's a bunch of other stuff happening, so Duke doesn't get as much focus as you'd suspect. I haven't read anything else where he appears (except for Wayne Family Adventures, but I don't think that counts).

The general vibe I got from We Are Robin and from other comic readers is that Duke is probably the most approachable member of the Batfamily. He wasn't raised as an assassin from birth, he hasn't been Robin since he was like 9, he didn't die and come back to life---his life experience, while far from normal, is still much closer to the average human being, so he can relate and react better. (The only other member who really gets close is Steph, but she's been around longer and has had time to get into more whacky life or death scenarios, so she's a bit nuttier. Duke'll get there in time, I'm sure).

I tried to convey this approachability by giving him an open expression and more relaxed body language, even though he is a pretty mistrusting and high strung person. Comes with the territory of being a vigilante I guess.

As always, the text for his hero name is traced off a comics cover. To indicate the duality of Duke being both a pretty chill kid and also absolutely insane, I felt the need to put his civilian name in two fonts. I also tried to make his civvies call back to his We Are Robin uniform without being an exact one to one. I'm positive that Duke'll take any excuse to wear Robin colors, even after the ban was lifted, just because it pisses off the cops.

Can you guys guess who comes next based off the order so far? (You won't, it only makes sense to me).

Other Batfamily Members:

Nightwing Edition

Red Hood Edition

Robin (Carrie Kelley) Edition

Red Robin Edition

Spoiler Edition

Robin (Damian Wayne) Edition

[mintaikk]

Wally Headcanons because he's one of my favorite rivals

-Shorter than May and Brendan. I say this because masters made them the same height. I know everyone in Masters is a bit older than how they were introduced, BUT I STILL FIND IT CURSED. WHY IS HE AT EYE LEVEL WITH THEM??

-Saw a headcanon that he's trans, and I have decided to adopt it as well

-Really silent when he walks, and it scares the shit out of May and Brendan

-Had a ninja phase when he was younger, which is probably where he learned how to walk really quietly

-Because Beni makes potato mochi, I have decided that Wally also loves potato mochi. Other foods he enjoys are smores and cinnamon roles. His favorite drink is ginger tea

-Wally has a fear of the dark and is a bit embarrassed about it. Luckily for him, his magnezone is always willing to provide light for him. He also has a small fear of germs and heights

-Ya'll watched Twilight Wings, right? John is a sick kid that wants to start a Pokemon Journey, which is similar to Wally, and he looks a lot like Wally as well. Considering Wally became a really strong trainer, I like to belive that John looks up to him (I actually read a fic where they met. It's called "Fans" by skippingmud on Ao3!

-Wally has a stutter. It got better as he got older, but it becomes a lot more prominent when scared or excited

-His favorite music genre is rock music, which surprises a lot of people. He'll just be sitting on a bench peacefully Journaling his day while listening to hard-core rock music

-Has tried to use Mega Gallade's cape as a blanket, only for him to be sad when it disappeared (obviously weren't battling at the time, which is why it dissaprared)

-He really enjoys literature and journaling and kept a journal with him about his experience and battles on his journey

-Likes receiving gifts but gets really embarrassed when someone gives him one because he feels like he's being spoiled. And then he always tries to return the favor

-We already know this is canon, but he's really close with his Gallade. When he caught him as a ralts, he was a bit nervous around him because it was his first pokemon, and he was still learning, but he was able to relax and gain more confidence with it. Now his Gallade is really protective of him

-He is a bit of a history nerd and enjoys learning about the 1900s

-Would get along really well with Allister

-Worries and overthinks things a lot

-Wally wouldn't curse when he was younger (whole time period in Oras basically), cursed a bit as he got older (masters), and as a teenager, he still won't curse much but when he's annoyed he'll straight you say, "Please fuck off I have a Garchomp and a Gallade who can mega evolve. I don't feel like dealing with your bullshit right now"

[megamindsecretlair]

An encroaching darkness threatens to swallow you whole. You have no powers and now know weapons have been know to work on it.

The God of Mischief himself stands before you, his cape flowing from a gust of wind with his hand extended, “Come along my little darling. The love we share will protect us.” A vision in the forefront of your mind appears of yourself and Loki wrapped around each other in bed, your hands in his raven hair. He calls you his sun and swears he’ll never leave you.

The area around him dims and the White Wolf gives you a head nod and a smirk. “Hey beautiful. You wouldn’t leave me out here on my lonesome would you? We’ve got places to see together.” Bucky extends both arms for you to embrace him. The two of you laughing as Bucky walks you to a car. He doesn’t open the door for you, choosing to nip at your neck and promise to always make you smile.

Both men are before you waiting under their respective lights. A small dove lands on your shoulder “One of them is lying but which one? Choose wisely and tell us why you believe he is your lover.”

(Love you Mega! Which is your true love I wonder? Treat it as an ask, fic or whatever you want.)

Oh, this is cruel. Well you and @soft-persephone are better devil moots than me chuz this has taken me forever to think of!

However, I must go with my first love, my main man, my moon and stars, Bucky Barnes. (Sorry Loki!)

I've been loving on Sebastian Stan since The Covenant days. Like watching him play an unhinged villain undid me. It wrecked me! If ya'll would've heard the gasp I gusped when he turned up in Captain America. And baby....I knew that man's walk in Winter Soldier.

Loki is no stranger to trickery, I believe it's one of those titles he's always on about. hehe. He can cause illusions and have people thinking they doing something. I feel like he would project a vision of us together to seduce me away. I'm weak in the knees, don't try too hard.

Bucky has always been honest. And like...always. I believe him, I'ma stand by him. He whisks me away on his motorcycle and shows me how much he misses me over and over and over some more, hello!

[braemjeorn]

*bangs door like Rickman's Snape in PoA* since it seems I will be loitering in the fandom for a while...

*pulls down presentation screen* ...i have much to discuss concerning episode 4.

might contain spoilers beyond season one and the 13th (12th?) volume so either sit down and take the popcorns or swipe on.

Well now. I have a few points and questions to present.

First. This.

Why didn’t they include the curse? It's important because I feel like it's the reason for all of the brothers' challenges we see in Bojji's story? (Like darn it, you got one brother back but you lost the other then you lost them all—? Sorry, Aide.)

I've been making up the voice for this line and it came out more feral and deranged. Like Coraline’s Other Mother.

How he grew a moustache so fast!? Did his battle campaign run for so long?

I didn't realise Desha zapped his cape to rags so... the robes did not precisely decay because of time. Ouken's captivity might not have been that long when Miranjo came to picked him up. Or even if ten years have passed, it makes no difference.

I overthink how the first time we saw Meifu's mama she wore purple and in the painting there - ya'll see her necklace!? Do you know who else wears those designs?!

Ha-sama, you mama's boy... (*agressively swipes tears*)

Also you know how to wear a cape, sir. Aaah, it was very it was a very cool scene >A<!!!

Look at the princes growing up.

(This confirms the age gap ‐ Ouken is really their baby, huh?)

Their love and hate relationship has so much story to tell.

That's all I think. But this is already the 4th episode and we've already seen all of the brother's scenes from all of the existing trailers so I don't think we're going to see them anymore...ah, pity. The banners are cool tho...

When I was younger my friends kept up with Naruto and from what I get it was a really long journey. I'm not quite prepared to keep up with such an ominous journey for this manga/anime where the ending is still foggy - what if it turned out like GoT? Half raw just to appease fans?

On another note: if they made this episode as Shakespearean as Hiling hearing and looking for Daida in the throne room (another acc's description, not mine), that's gon be bomb, especially when Ouken revealed his immortality.

[avionvadion]

Awwww~ Astarion is so in love. This is adorable. Meanwhile Karlach and Gale are just... not at all impressed by the music. XD Anyways, I found out why the Dark Urge isn't a recruitable companion!

ORIN AND ENDGAME ARC SPOILERS BELOW

Astra states that Orin, had a fun time "tormenting this poor soul" in particular. T_T Poor Durge. They deserved better. Gale looks like he's throwing up at the sight.

Okay, so... how on EARTH do I get to Orpheus???

What if... all of the above???

It bit her!!!???

APPARENTLY. I JUST WANTED TO GET YA'LL TO ORPHEUS.

Welp, here we go.

Everyone has capes. :3

Wait, why is Astra paddling??? She's one of the weakest in the group!!! She has no muscle!!!! Karlach, you should be taking the oars. Baby girl's a sorcerer/bard, not a tank. T_T

ABANDON SHIP!

Glad she knows how to swim. Oof.

"Then we'd better make it count."

AWWWW, HE WALKS OVER TO DO THE KISS NOW. And the angle makes it looks like he gave her a forehead smooch. T_T My heart. Gods, I love him. Karlach looks unamused, though.

Heeeeeelppppppp I love himmmmmmmm

HE'S. SO. FREAKING. CUTE.

[rennsdeaddoves]

Long Fic / Fic Series List

a list of the long fic's / series, their sumaries, ratings, and ships! the colour of the fic titles indicate their position on my dead dove scale (if you need a reminder go to my intro post)

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Awakened - Akira / ghost in the shell crossover

this fic is a guilty pleasure of mine, it is a cross over between the 1988 film Akira (and the original manga) and the 1995 Ghost in the shell movie.

throughout this fic it follows my OC a girl named Tehanu who is on Major Motoko's team of elites. like the Major she is also a fully cyborg, she has a complete shell provided to her by section nine and thus she works dutifully with her team.

however on a slow day they get a call about explosions going off downtown Tokyo though when they arrive the culprit is gone, though not entirely as Tehanu catches a glimpse of a boy in a red cape fleeing the scene. she gives chance and when she catches up with him she is met with Tetsuo Shima, who is entirely confused on where he is and why he is not back at the stadium facing down Kaneda.

this is a slow burn, enemies to begrudging allies to lovers fic where the main paring is Tetsuo Shima (akira) x Cannon (my oc)

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When we Make it to the Other Side - Journey to the west

A modern day political Science major named Rue gets flung back though time and space ending up ancient china, after wandering for a few days on her own she runs into a traveling group comprised of three demons and a Monk. reluctantly she joins their group knowing that because they are headed to the Buddha himself it is likely her best bet of returning to her own time. but maybe she's not destined to go back...

Jttw fic where it has isekai type elements, @skittlescripts story Isekaie'd to the west inspired me to write this one

Sun Wukong x Oc

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The Sweetness of Rot - Lego Monkie Kid

Official Summary; Tao is the creation of Sun Wukong. She is his daughter, made by accident and loved wholeheartedly by; Him, his Monkeys, friends, gods, and demons alike

Wukong really thought that after her, his life turned around for the very best, truly he did… but fate is cruel and unfair. Tao is ripped away from him by destiny’s hand in the form of his oldest “friend”. Macaque thinks he deserves this, he has a right to her. After all, how dare the piece of shit that took his whole life away get to live his to the very best with a daughter and friends he doesn’t deserve. Taking her from him was only the first step in his plan, he will break her, pick up the pieces, and put them back together making someone who is unrecognizable to the monkey king. A perfect weapon to beat him, a monster to kill him. 

Wukong x daughter oc

this one is gonna break ya'lls hearts i can guarantee it

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The Will of Gods and Monsters - Hellsing Ultimate

official summary; what is the human will? The age-old argument is of whether humans have free will at all, but if you want to go deeper, what about the Gods we serve? And what of the monsters they create? 

Father Alexander Anderson makes choices that hurt him, he fixes those choices and eradicates all love for anyone except God. Though it is debatable who his god is. 

Aireth made a choice in her young life to explore the world and subsequently got tangled up with a Lord by the name of Vlade Tempest, or Vlad the Impaler, she made an oath, by choice, and it continues to bite her in the ass even after she thinks she’s rid herself of it. 

Finally, Abbadon. She seems to have no free will of her own, constantly controlled by the ones who took her as a child she never gets to make her own choices. Until she did, and the glass was broken. 

It can be argued that humans have free will, Integra willingly killed her Uncle to save Hellsing, Walter willingly serves as her butler. 

But what of the monsters under her control? Alucard, Aireth, Saris? What of the gods? Anderson, Seraph? Is their will their own? 

Alexander Anderson x Oc + The Captain (Hans) x OC

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Jujutsu Kaisen End of the Dynasty series - Jujutsu kaisen

ok- technically this should be considered an au because i've changed quite a few things for this... but eh

so since there is no way i'm explaining what this is without a massive post imma just sumarize for yall.

Sukuna has a daughter which he despises at first, but he soon grows to love her. she grows under his reign as the king of curses and she is cared for, protected, and loved (also overly sheltered at some points)

eventually Sukuna gets sealed away and Kohaku (his daughter) is left to her own devices for 1000 years, she travels, trains, hones in her skills, and eventually begins to collect her father fingers so she can bring him back, but it doesn't go that way when the sorcerers ambush her and she is locked away until Satoru Gojo finds out and thinks that she can be an excellent asset.

Sukuna x Daughter series that transitions into a Yuji x oc (don't worry i handle the vessel issue)

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Star War; Untold Truths - Star Wars

Official summary;

Olds wounds are to be opened and secrets long kept will be washed ashore such is the nature of life. Even more, is the nature of the Sith, they lie and cheat their way to victory most times. Using methods of hatred and anger to get them to where they need to be, always in pares of two, no more no less; 

But what if two became three for but a moment in time? 

a series that likely has some of my most depraved work in terms of trauma and trigger warnings (like child sexual slavery)

Basically Darth Vader gains an apprentice appointed by the emperor, his own master, himself. so the Sith for a moment in time become greater than three. this story follows that appretince and how both Vader and her help one another through some of the darkest points in their lives.

Darth Vader x Apprentice OC (found family trope baby!!)

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Creature Series - Moon Knight

a series of four fics documenting one of Khonshu's best moon knights, a young women named Nem who would eventually become his queen

Khonshu x oc

fic one, Haunted by a Darker Side

Summary; The Gods were never reliable in any sense for Nem. her mother prayed and believed but she never did, she thought it was a waste of time and took matters into her own hands. Unfortunately taking things into your own hands will often get you into much more trouble than it's truly worth. 

It was only when Nem really feared for her life that she prayed for the first time, it was only after running from guards with the shiver of the Pharaoh’s last words running through her mind, the moon clear above her as she lay dying in the sand that she truly prayed.  

“Oh Lord Khonshu, god of the moon, Protector of the travellers of the night. Please protect my mother and brothers in my absence, watch over them when I could not.  I beg of you if you are real please, please do this, I'm sorry I never believed or worshipped. I offer the rest of myself to you if you can do this one thing for me-”

What Nem was not expecting was a response to her prayer; 

“Why don’t you protect them yourself? It would be a shame to die on a nice night like this. Allow me to keep you alive Nem of Iken”

She should have known there would be strings attached to that offer… 

Fic two, Transcends to Walking in the Light

Summary; Nem would not let Khonshu be turned to stone, so with Anubis’ help, she announced that she was with child, a new god or goddess of the Ennead. Khonshu must live to raise the child, as Nem would not be able to handle it on her own unless they wanted a rouge god on their hands. 

Begrudgingly they agree, freeing her God, but this freedom comes at a price. 

“You must marry Khonshu, we cannot have a god be born naturally out of wedlock.” 

At least it didn’t need to be conceived within wedlock- but these terms are easily agreed to by both parties. Now the next chapter of Nem’s patronage to Khonshu begins, 

With her as his Queen.

Fic three, Slowly I'm Recovering

Summary; Most agree that on any given night the moon is beautiful, it always has been and always will be. So why was it that Casper could never face it? Did it have something to do with a past she didn’t want to relive and a personal mission that had yet to be completed? Yes, yes it did. But she is too stubborn to admit that aloud. 

So when she gets mixed up with a nice fellow named Steven Grant and his life, her past with the moon god Khonshu comes to a head. And what she's been running from all this time is right in front of her, she just needs to face it with the honour she once had. 

Fic four, The Beauty of Discovering (no summary yet)

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Did You hear the Golden Records? - Transformers Bayverse

a series of five fics covering all five movies and beyond. An Optimus Prime x oc which (after the third movie) turns into an Optimus Prime x daughter oc.

Fic one; MESSENGER

Summary; Up to this point life has not been kind to Ezra Rhett, but she manages in her own way and actually maybe made some good friends in the form of the Witwicky family. When Sam gets his first car and it apparently steels itself she’s the first person he’s calling, the next day when Giant metal beings show themselves to them all in a back alley and ask Sam to save the world she’s already had enough. 

But that pleading look in his eyes has her reluctantly agreeing to go, and very quickly she realizes it would be a cold day in hell if she ever let these kids go through this alone. 

Optimus Prime has a similar thought process when he realized how young the humans helping his team were. He is glad that Ezra decided to stay and help her young friends not for herself but for their safety. The Autobot leader also keeps his eyes on them, he doesn’t need any of the humans helping them get hurt along the way. 

Though sometimes he finds himself being pulled by the Look in her eyes. 

Fic two; Voyager Fic three; Apollo 11 Fic four; Pathfinder Fic Five; Interstellar

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Rust Can be Fatal - Transformers Prime / Undertale Crossover

a two part series where I cross over tfp and Undertale to make something i've been fantasizing about since grade school.

A Megatron x oc which eventually turns into a Megatron x Daughter oc in the second fic.

Fic one, It Had to be You

Summary; Cybertron was a stagnant planet, it had been since the collapse of the space bridges, no, likely since the fall of the thirteen. But it was all about to change, A Gladiator named Megatrounus arose and everything fell into chaos. 

Within that chaos, Seadrift chose her side. She had seen firsthand what the upper castes, her castes had done to the lower and it needed to change. When the change that her planet finally went through happened, she changed with it, and Megatron with her. She never expected for it to happen, one day it was adoration and then she realized it was so much more. But she was never going to act on it, lucky for her he acted first. 

At the peak of it all, they make a decision for the future, and Seadrift is sent away. A small planet on an outer galaxy that the Decepticons had been storing energon on for some time. What Seadrift didn’t expect was the people and Monsters that called the planet home. 

The Monsters welcomed her, she became one of them. And when war engulfed the earth, she took up arms and fought alongside the ones who helped her the most. Seadrift had already lost one planet, one family to war. She’d be dammed if she lost another. 

Fic two; The Reason I'm Alive

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[jeromeswife]

I posted 255 times in 2022

That's 66 more posts than 2021!

71 posts created (28%)

184 posts reblogged (72%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@wint3r-h3art

@your-local-god

@dreamsequencer

@xmcu-fietro

@yourmybluebanisters

I tagged 40 of my posts in 2022

#namor - 29 posts

#namor x reader - 27 posts

#tenoch huerta - 19 posts

#namor the sub mariner - 18 posts

#namor x y/n - 15 posts

#kukulkan - 13 posts

#namor fanfiction - 13 posts

#black panther - 10 posts

#namor x you - 10 posts

#black panther wakanda forever - 10 posts

Longest Tag: 64 characters

#ya'll know i gotta write about the nasty disrespectful sex right

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

namor x f!reader - plump and ripe

Masterlist

Pairing: Namor x F!reader

Word count: 2k

Summary: An innocent date? With a god? No way.

Warnings: MINORS DNI, smut, penetration (mxf), choking, small elements of bdsm, oral (f recieving), light wakanda forever spoilers

Translations:

in yakunaj - my love

in reina- my queen

princesa - princess

“I am here, in yakunaj.”

Namor’s deep, hoarse voice echoed in your apartment. He promised to come to please you, see you, and touch you. Though he hadn’t said that directly, you could tell by the sensual writing of the notebook you both used to communicate. Namor didn’t have a cell phone, nor did he desire to have one. Instead, you had vibramium-infused tech pages that would send whatever you wrote to the other notebook. Shuri had made it for you guys after you guys took a trip to Wakanda to see her.

You walked out of your room and into the living room where Namor stood in his cape and signature green shorts. Your skin had been dressed in a red, sheer night dress that had the same color of red matching panties and bras peeking through. He licked his lips as his lustful eyes fell upon every curve on your (S/C) body. Oh, how he wanted to devour you and mark you as his. It wasn’t just something he desired. You wanted it too.

Your delicate fingers desperately wanted to touch his brown skin as you strode toward him. They stroked his biceps and traveled along to his neck, then down to his abs. “What did you wanna do, K’uk’ulkan? You came all the way here to see me after all.”

Namor’s arms wrapped around your figure, towering over you and staring down at your plump lips. “I was originally planning on eating dinner with you, but... That’s not what I’m hungry for anymore, In yakunaj.”

His tan arms traveled down to your ass, squeezing one cheek teasingly to single his lust. A small grunt was let out of your throat. Namor had always been a rough lover with you, but you enjoyed it. The way he would dominate you in several ways. In the bed, as your King you served as his Queen, bowing to his every move. You loved to please him as well. Whatever he wanted, you would do.

Namor leaned down further, his lips touching yours. The kiss started out as slow and steady. His moist lips danced against your recently moisturized lips from your cherry chapstick. You felt his passion grow stronger as he licked at your bottom lip demanding entrance. You consented to it and before you knew it, his tongue started to explore your mouth. It was rather long; brushing up against your teeth; against the roof of your mouth; tasting whatever had been last in there.

He could slightly taste the lingering mint ice cream you consumed an hour ago. Namor seemed to enjoy it as he started possessing your lips even more. His desire for you had grown even stronger from the last time you made love.

You could feel one hand of his travel up to your chin, firmly holding it in place so you couldn’t leave him. It was enough to give a few faint bruises. He just wanted to mark you as his in any way possible. The other hand trailed down to your pussy and began playing with it. HIs middle finger danced over the fabric of your underwear and stroked every outline you made down there. Namor rubbed over your clit desperately. And before you even knew it. your panties began to soak with your wet cum.

Namor smirked to himself and pulled away from the kiss he had previously melted himself into. His sweet kisses are traced from the edge of your mouth all the way to your ear, licking and sucking on the cusp of it. “So wet for me, In reina.”

His whispers in your ear made your panties become even more drenched. His other hand left your chin and scooped you up from your bottom. Namor’s strength was enough to keep rubbing you from the outside and carry you to your bedroom. When he reached there, he took the other hand away from your core and laid you down on the bed gently.

Namor’s rough hands began exploring your entire body as he jumped on top of you, asserting his dominance one more. The way he was handling you was almost animalistic. He wanted you and he was gonna please you no matter what.

The hands wandered up under your sheer night dress. They slipped under your bra and began massaging your breasts. You couldn’t deny how great it made you feel. With each growing pressure of the squeezing fondling, a fire burned within your core. You couldn’t help but get wet from his actions. Quiet moans left your mouth which made Namor grunt. He enjoyed seeing you act like putty in his hands.

Namor slipped off the bra and panties you were wearing to gain more access to you.  He only wanted more of you. This was not enough.

To increase your pleasure, Namor let his mouth wander your boobs and his hands reached up to your neck, slightly applying pressure. Though, it wasn’t enough to physically hurt you. There was no way he would ever hurt his love. You mattered too much to him.

His lips left kisses all over your boobs and began sucking on a ton of spots. He was determined to mark you as his all over your body. The sensation of the sucking and bursting blood vessels only sent you over the edge once more. With each sucking from Namor, more cum came out. Even though he had barely touched you down there, you were so close to an orgasm.

Namor’s teeth bit you more till his mouth was filled with your flowery buds. He slightly gnawed on it to tease you once more. It was a sensation that send hot shivers throughout your body, stoking the fire within. It was enough to make you burst into flames from the inside.

You were like a flower that he was picking off the petals till you were nothing but a whiny, bruised mess.

His teeth grazed your bud before clamping down on them. Enough to pleasure them, but not enough to genuinely cause you to be cut open. You couldn’t hold back your moans and threw your head back. With one hand around your neck, and the other left to pleasure your other breast.

“K-K’uk’ulkan.. please...”

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536 notes - Posted November 27, 2022

#4

how well does namor take care of himself

Namor does not leave the ocean to see you unless he makes sure he smells and looks good. If he ever left and thought he hadn’t taken care of himself well, he would quickly fresh up to make himself presentable

He basically doesn’t need to shower much due to most of his time being spent underwater. Namor would only leave to see you, but to also bring you down to Talokan.

Namor essentially exercises all day due to how much swimming and flying he does. Exercising wasn’t something inconvenient. Plus he enjoyed having abs for you to look at in hunger.

He is for sure a health freak. He wouldn’t dare touch any unnatural food from the surface world. Namor freaks out when you eat fast food because he fears for your health. His diet consists of fish, fruits, and vegetables. Namor really just wants the best for you.

Namor doesn’t need much sleep due to how powerful and efficient his mutant body is. But if you wished to sleep, he would sleep with you because he loves you that much.

543 notes - Posted November 19, 2022

#3

how well does namor take advice

Namor is pretty stubborn, so he is not one to take advice immediately.

If it came from you, he would definitely think about it. Wouldn’t immediately accept it, but he’d listen.

He actually really enjoys you giving him advice.

Namor could listen to you talk about an hour long lecture kind of advice. That’s how much you enchanted him.

“Namor, do not go to war with the Wakandans! It’s not worth it for just one teenage scientist.”

He’d get pressed for a good few hours thinking about all the ways to get revenge on them while avoiding you finding out.

You always found out, there’s no way around it.

Later on, Namor would sincerely listen to how you feel and negotiate a peace treaty with the Wakandans. You helped debilitate that treaty there to avoid any sass from Namor to jeopardize it.

“Namor, don’t spear the person who threw trash in the ocean.”

“But we have to teach them a lesson!”

“Just pick it up from the water and throw it at their head, that will send a message.”

He’s so grumpy when he doesn’t get his way. But he always listens to you.

Your advice keeps him from his plans to sue the human race with Matt Murdock by his side.

734 notes - Posted November 20, 2022

#2

yandere namor x f!reader | super psycho love - part 1

Masterlist

Pairing: Namor x F!reader

Word count: 1k

Summary: An unfortunate woman encounters the king of Talokan.

Warnings: Sensual wording and descriptions lil spicy, kidnapping, hints of stalking, future smut in later chapters

Translations:

In yukanaj - darling

kaab - honey

Something lately drives me crazy

Has to do with how you make me

Struggle to get your attention

Calling you brings apprehension

The fresh air of the summer breeze hit (Y/N)'s nose as she took in the beautiful scenery on the beach she's looking upon. The smells of sand baking in the heat, the saltwater ocean, and the light smell of sunscreen she'd adorned on her skin. On her little space on the beach laid her computer, a towel, and portable beach chair. (Y/N) decided to take a vacation from her hard work as a software developer. Of course, she wanted to go into the water and enjoy the relaxing sensation she'd heard about, but she was afraid of the water.

It's not that she isn't a good swimmer! She'd done it a lot when she was younger and in the pool. But witnessing her friend almost drown as kid made her too anxious to step into water again. She loved the beach, but water was not her thing. The ocean was too much and too deep for her.

(Y/N) laid in her bikini, basking in the sun. It was pink from top to bottom, had a little bit of skirt, and some little diamonds on the top. Her (S/C) glowed in the shining sun, looking beautiful and otherworldly. She really looked dazzling to anyone who would be walking by, but alas, a private beach for a wealthy woman. She was just a human, 22 year old fresh out of college just a few months ago. Her job opportunities lead her to have a the dream life she wanted. But did she really have everything..?

The sound of singing was heard in the distance. (Y/N) was immediately put into a trance against her will. To her, it just seemed like she was curious why she would hear that when she's alone. However, that was not the case. Beyond her field of vision, a dark figure hid in the depths of the water, keeping a distance away from (Y/N).

She had always been fearful of water, but it felt different to her this time. (Y/N) just had to go in there! It was like a switch went off in her mind!

(Y/N) dipped her toes into the shallow, crystal blue water. It was just about the right temperature but it sent shivers up her spine. Unaware, something wasn't right. Her defenses weren't kicking in. Survival instincts? Gone. All due to the voices of song in the distance.

She went in deeper, ending up with the water at her waistline. Its slight ripples were creating small, gentle pressures against (Y/N)'s skin. All she wanted to do was dive right-

(Y/N) gasped when she tried to step forward and ended up colliding with a broad chest, adorned with gorgeous abdominal muscles that were wet, glittering in the sun. The beautiful brown skin caught her eyes but she realized that this person had been much taller than her!

"Watch your step, In yakunaj"

She stepped back, making eye contact with the stranger. Her eyes refused to pull away; the coco eyes; black, well trimmed facial hair; thick lips that were a dusty rose; and the humped nose with a septum piercing through. (Y/N) was left speechless by this unknown man, at least she perceived him as one.

"You.. This is a private beach! I rented this fair and square for my vacation! How did you get here!?"

The man let a dark chuckle leave his throat and stepped closer to her, closing the gap between them. His lips just slightly a few inches above her soft ones.

"Kaab, this beach doesn't belong to you. I go where I please and I just happen to be here with you."

His voice sounded like velvet to (Y/N)'s ears. She hadn't even noticed the siren song still going on. She was focused entirely on him.

"Well.. Can't really argue against that.. Nothing I can do about a weird guy on the beach-"

(Y/N)'s eyes caught sight of the pointy ears. Who was this guy? She had no idea. She'd never seen anyone with ears like that!

"With abnormally pointed ears.." (Y/N) finished.

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1,071 notes - Posted November 18, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

namor’s favorite sleeping positions

With you, Namor would change his sleeping positions depending on his mood and day. But he’d usually be the big spoon because he loves pressing his chest against your pack, preferably when your shirt is off

He loves being the big spoon because he is so damn protective of you. If anything happened to you, he would wage war on whoever he pleased to. Even end up taking on the entire world for you.

If you guys were in the cave or in a hut on the beach, he would get into the pretzel position. The feeling of your soft breaths and and lips gently touching his pecks. Oh god, that made him feel satisfied and happy. He would love to do it when it’s raining.

Namor just loves cuddling with you, especially since he was without love his whole life until he found you. You brought love and light back into his life. And he was gonna protect it no matter what.

1,518 notes - Posted November 18, 2022

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[diskaywrites]

Whumptober 2024

𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭 #𝟒: 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐄𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐄𝐝𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐱 𝐃𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐲 𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐌𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐎𝐟: 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐅𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 (𝐨𝐜), 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐨𝐱 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐥 (𝐨𝐜), 𝐋𝐲𝐫𝐚 𝐃𝐚𝐰𝐧 (𝐨𝐜), 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐧 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐝𝐫𝐲 (𝐨𝐜) 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞: 𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧

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Eddie Edwards hadn't been sleeping as of late. It all boiled down to the loss of Davey, to the horror story he had entered into the day he had lost the love of his life. Every time he closed his eyes, the splatter of blood and the prone body of the man he had sworn to live the rest of his life with erupted from his own visions. It was why he had fled to the United Kingdom, no one would ever believe the truth of what had happened at home and he knew that he would be suspect number one.

And now here he sat on the fire escape of the flat he was sharing with two men he had called his sons since their meeting, eyes on the moon that hung above.

"The boys miss you, old man," Eddie gave a low exhale of breath, tears spilling from the corner of tired eyes, "Harlow swears up and down you hated him til the end. I'm gonna be undoing that for the rest of my life. Mads knows, I think, but-"

"Old man?" came a soft voice from the open window behind him. Eddie looked over his shoulder to watch as Harlow Fischer, wearing his blanket as a cape, slid through the open window, as if the very mention of his name out loud had summoned him. "What are you doing up? It's like two in the morning. Old men are supposed to be in bed by nine. We get you your pudding, your meds, and then bed."

Eddie gave a shake of his head, "I'm not that old, kid. I keep telling ya'll that."

"That's what you say, but c'mon. We both know," Harlow stood next to him, shouldering Eddie playfully. His hands grasped the railing as he glanced up at the moon, movements mirroring Eddie's, "it's really pretty tonight, huh?"

Eddie felt a small smile tug at the corner of his lips, "Yeah, yeah, it's gorgeous tonight. What are 𝐲𝐨𝐮 doing awake?"

There was a moment of silence, the London cityscape the only sound. Something was wrong, deeply wrong, but Harlow didn't want to admit it. That was the only possibility. "Had a dream."

Eddie gave a short nod, fully understanding, "You're back to having nightmares."

"No, I had a 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦," Harlow corrected, turning his head to stare at Eddie, "about him."

Harlow had been having nightmares for a long time, since his near death experience with the woman in the greenhouse. Sometimes they seemed to have a slightly prophetic undertone. The night before the greatest loss of his life, Eddie could recall the call from Harlow about Eddie being enveloped in darkness, a fitting metaphor for how he felt now. But a dream? That was new.

"About 𝒉𝒊𝒎?" Eddie knew how pitiful his voice sounded, was aware of the desperation in the question. His gaze searched for any kindness that Harlow possessed in this situation.

Harlow gave a small nod, tears in his own eyes, "Told me he loved me. That he was sorry. Asked me to..."

The way Harlow trailed off made Eddie shiver almost as much as the cold London air. Was it that bad? "You...you don't have to feel obligated, kid. You ain't gotta do anything he-"

"I'm gonna look after you," Harlow spoke up with a small nod, wrapping the blanket he wore around Eddie's shoulder as they stood together, staring at the moon, "I promised."

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Me, arguing with myself over whether it was right for M9 to split the party.
I still feel like the HFB is the danger you know vs. the one they didn’t, and is really designed as more of a threat to jealous mages than to sneaky halfling children. It’s hard for me to believe any parent in their right mind would teleport their 4-year old to an unknown plane of existence, where there is a non-zero chance they could be killed instantly upon arrival, no matter what they were trying to run from. Trent may be a powerful threat, but I think they were incorrect in assuming that he would have brought harm to the Brenatto’s or Marion just to get to Bren. Trent is an abuser and manipulator, not an outright murderer, and he doesn’t want to burn bridges with Bren by pulling dirty shit like that. He literally asked Bren during a dinner party to kill him and take his place, and he consistently tries to foster an (albeit creepy) dialogue, even after what happened in the Sanatorium. The only reason the Volstruckers came to The Lavish Chateau is because the M9 keep telling baddies who their family members are and leading them directly to them when pursued. They’ve been super careless when it comes to collateral damage. Veth said it herself, she has deliberately put her family in danger in order to protect her found-family, and while that’s a sweet indication of how close they are, it’s not sustainable. Something Very Bad™ will inevitably come out of prioritizing the well-being of one’s highly-capable party members over some 10 HP max NPCs, and now it has.
This is all par for the course narratively for the M9, but usually they get served a healthy dose of consequences for their questionable decisions. This was supposed to be consequences for their actions in Rexxentrum catching up to them. Vox Machina also had plenty of fuckups around this high stakes point of Campaign 1, which had them blaming themselves constantly, but that echoes the overwhelming responsibility and loss a hero faces along their journey. That’s good storytelling. I don’t seriously criticize Matt’s choices as a DM, so like, don’t @ me about how you like your fandoms wholesome, uncomplicated and unconditionally loving, but I am admittedly scratching my head at how your young child can burn to death in front of you because of your own risky choices, and your spouse is just like, instantly supportive and forgiving, and not at all traumatized or upset? Or your agoraphobe mom, who hasn’t left her safe space in 20 years, gets rushed out in a panic and then teleported to a literal hellscape, where she then has to watch her beloved daughter get her feet nearly seared off in lava while screaming in agonizing pain, and then without a tinge of frustration over the whole thing, just turns into the wisened sage doling out soothing advice, cool as a cucumber? Yeza made a fair point about his involvement with the Assembly, but his ever-doting attitude, and Marion’s Caduceus-like chill after such a traumatic experience, felt very flat to me. I hope that even with the grace being extended to them by their families, this experience taught the M9 a lesson about not shitting where they eat, or else it will be a repeat of Vax and Vex’s little sister in the final boss fight all over again.

[indiangodfather]

hello there, i see you do danganronpa, thank you for existing im so happy that i see more blogs like these a little more often loll, i hope you dont mind if i request something, feel free to decline if likely, here i go....

can you do Genocide Jack, Mukuro Ikusaba, Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu, Gundham Tanaka, Korekiyo Shinguji and Keebo with a eula personality from genshin impact ill give you some things on eula (sorry if this turns out long :<)

Eula is an elegant woman with a pale complexion and multicolored heterochromatic eyes that fade from dark purple to pale yellow. She has choppy, unevenly cut light blue hair. Above her bangs, Eula wears a black headband and a four-pointed silver, white, and blue hairpin to her left. She wears a blue cape on her right shoulder, with her Cryo Vision pinned to it.

Her outfit, Wavecrest Waltz, is described as consummate elegance that shines through her neat and smart knight's uniform. It consists of a black leotard which has a silver symbol of her clan at the sides of the bottom, and the back cut out. The upper body and sleeves are white and have the sides of the shoulders cut out, and is secured below her breasts with a black belt.

Additionally she wears a blue tie, a pair of black gloves with blue palms, and blue stockings with thigh-high boots accented with silver with an additional strap, silver heels with spurs, and blue soles.

Eula is a descendant of Mondstadt's old aristocracy, being from the now-overthrown Lawrence Clan infamous for their tyrannical rule over Mondstadt. She dislikes people who view her similarly to the rest of her clan due to this mistrust, which has not been forgotten. She has a habit of declaring and getting "vengeance" against her enemies to redeem her family name.

Despite her family's infamous history, her acquaintances consider her a reliable ally and friend with a unique sense of humor, and they have grown to understand that her controversial statements are but a product of her personality. The Knights under her command also support her unconditionally Whenever someone points out something to her that she doesn't want to admit, she either raises her chin or puts her hands on her hips.

She is good friends with Yanfei after saving her from the Abyss Order, who compares her similarly in the way that they're both not bound by convention and solve problems their own way.

Possibly in part due to her Cryo Vision, Eula loves the cool and cold, such as ice-cold drinks which she drinks all-year round, something which is considered rare for a Mondstadter. She also enjoys bathing in the frozen lakes of Dragonspine.

good god, this turned out long, my deep apologies for this, hopefully you can do this when possible, thank you so much :))

A/N: Reader is Gender Neutral. Also I tried My Best

Genocide Jack/Jill:

100% loves your humor

You two Have some things in common

Just A few things

If Anyone Was Bothering you She Will Hurt/Kill them She will not care who it is

Mukuro Ikusaba:

She Saw a part of herself in you

Though She can't explain Why/how She saw a part of herself in you

Like Genocide Jack/Jill She will Hurt/Kill them

She Dosent Get Jokes/Humor but its worth it to tell her Jokes

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu:

he really didnt care about you at first

Or Your Family

But Time as went on he did care for you

Like Genocide Jack/Jill and Mukuro If Someone was bothering You He will send Peko To whoever was Bothering you

He Dosent Like Humor At All But Once in a while You get to see him Smile at your Jokes

Gundham Tanaka:

Gundham liked you from the beginning

couple goals

simp

he'll (and the devas) will help you with the vengeance part

Korekiyo Shinguji:

Korekiyo Has heard about your Family's past

Knowing you He doesn't bring it up

He notices that you raise your chin or puts your hands on your hips when ever you dont want to hear something

Keebo:

He tries to Make you stop with your declaring and getting "vengeance"

He's trying his best ya'll

like Mukuro and Korekiyo He noticed that when someone points out something to you that you dont want to admit, you will either raise youe chin or you will put your hands on your hips.

Liker Mukuro He dosent Get Jokes/Humor

[batwritings]

Hear me out (huh, I start everything like that, don't I?) but, just imagine;

Being cast out as a traitor of L'Manberg, dragged by the back of your navy jacket. Dream had framed you, making you appear as though you were working for him with little regard to those around. After all, how could you get those materials within such short notice without Dream's help? Unlikely! Impossible even!

Eret, who had secretly always held some sort of feels towards you, argued with the others for days over their mistake, fought with her words and never a sword, she tried to make them see that you did not betray them! But because he himself was a traitor, his words lacked weight and only held lies in their eyes.

She spent days looking for you after you left, until she found you, defenseless and alone. Hidden in a cave, where you were safe, not from the monsters, but the hate-filled gaze of those you called friend.

Eret pulled you out of the cave, dirtying her cape and denting her crown, vows of safety and promises of love left her lips. With gentle hands she held your face, and wiped your tears...

"I know you only did it to protect them..."

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I was in a writing mood and wanted to share

-🃏

AAAAAAAAAAAA!! ARE YA'LL SEEING THIS??? FUCK OW MY HEART BUT ALSO THIS IS SO GOOD??? FUUUU--

Aaaaaa, I really do love this friend! It's such a good concept and what you've written is so good!! :D Thank you for sharing!!

[afandommultiverse]

Enemies - Zora Ideale

word count - 2.5k

request - Z3ll0us

warnings - uhh none really, language probably, just some fluff

a/n - ya'll, my bad, I'm not dead just not creative, I somehow came up with this in the matter of like 5 months, and it's still shit I'm sorry guys, but I hope you all enjoy! Btw I'm going to be trying my best to come back!💕

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It seemed no matter where he went, no matter what job it was if they were there, there was no chance for him. How many bounties had he lost? How many relics had they stolen right from under him for contracts? Zora was sick of it and made it a rule to himself that he would drop everything and turn the other way when he saw them, but what was even the point? Because no matter where he went, they were always there.

Even now, a member of the Black Bulls, he was having a hard time holding back from releasing magic spells. He wanted them gone, at least that is what he thought. Why else would he get this burning feeling looking at them to speak to Magna like they have been friends for years? But, of course, Zora could never tell them. However, he wanted them to talk to him like that, not like he was just some scum on the bottom of their shoes, but it is not like all he has done has exactly helped his relationship with them, which brought him to his current predicament.

"With who?" Zora could not believe his luck. Of course, he was going to be with them. What else would the fates do but trick and play with him? His suffering must be amusing. Yami puffed on his cigarette as he handed Zora a pack of mission information.

"You are with Y/n. Now go find them and get on; I forgot about that one under some stacks of papers, due dates in 3 days." Yami kicked Zora out of his office and left him there to stare at the door as he thought about how fucked the next four days would be for him.

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It was a cave expedition. Some wild animals had been going in there and coming out with big mana. It was beginning to make it dangerous for the surrounding villages who hunted wild game to put dinner on the table. But, thank the gods, Yami had cleaned off his desk; if not, who knows what kind of trouble the guild would have been in the next few days.

Walking to their room, Zora had heavy feet, which seemed only to get more weighted and weighted as he got closer to their door. Then he heard their laugh vibrating through the walls and ringing out to the hall where he could listen, halting his step and his heartbeat. Zora swallowed a knot before bringing his hand up to the door and knocking heavily. He heard their steps before the door opened, and they stared at him, sitting into their hip and glaring.

"What?" They seethed, narrowing their eyes as if looking for a trick. He sighed and handed them the folder, not even bothering to mess with them right now; they will prove him wrong later anyways.

"Be ready in thirty minutes." And then he walked away.

Y/n P.O.V

I watched Zora skulk away, a different air around him, almost defeated. I frowned before closing the door and turning back to the guest.

"Who was that?" A friend of mine from hell, a tiny demoness who specialized in brews and potions. Aliza was her name, and she was a stout little thing with filled-out curves and gorgeous maroon skin that glowed. Her nails were sharp and black, seeming to glitter in the light as she lifted her cup, which was much more prominent in her little red hands. Red swirly horns curled around her ears before pointing up in effortless black points that seemed to drip back down her horns like minor oil spills. Most enticing were her pink eyes, slit-like a cat and equally as sharp.

"Zora, a team member." I settled back down in my seat in front of her and sipped my tea. Her tail swished around her curiously as she stared at me pointedly. Since she was so short, she had to stand on the table to see eye to eye; she looked adorable under the flowers in the vase sitting at the center of the table.

"Just a team member?" Her pink eyes seemed to glint in knowing, knowing what? I did not know. I eyed her suspiciously as I finished up my meal.

"Yeah. Just a team member who, by the way, gets on my nerves sometimes and is a huge asshole." I took the final sip from my tea and gathered the dishes before throwing them through a portal to hell. Aliza looked unimpressed as she watched me close the said portal. "What?"

"You cannot keep expecting Helltower to keep doing your dishes." I grinned, dusting off my hands and moving to change.

"Of course I can! He loves me! Plus, I always repay him with little trinkets from the middle world." I mused, throwing on my guild cape and walking out of the room, Aliza following me. Her heels clicked on the stone hall as she followed me, surprisingly keeping up for being so small.

"Where are you going?" She continued to drink her tea, which she had reheated with a small flame in her hand.

"Some mission, talk shit later, okay?" She laughed before slipping through a small red vortex in front of her effortlessly, and I continued to meet Zora.

It has been silent ever since we started walking, stale moods rising from both of us. Yami had mentioned that the mission would be within walking distance. What he had failed to mention was that he thought thirty-five miles was within walking distance, which brought us here, stumbling on the only trail that would lead us to the village in need. Wind around us blew softly, whistling through the trees and making the leaves above our heads shutter and shake. Orange and yellow leaves were falling overhead to frame our little journey. Now and then, deer or a rabbit would hop across a few feet ahead of us, some even stopping to stare at us with their beady eyes before walking off.

As silent as it was between us, the forest made up plenty of sounds, birds chirping tiny tunes to each other from the high treetops. We had even heard the roars of hogs fighting by a pond over a mate. We stopped to watch them for a second but continued a little after. Eventually, Zora let out an irritated sigh and walked over to a tall, thick tree, probably hundreds of old- and kicked it so hard, the roots ripped out from the ground, well, mostly. Before any dirt or rocks could hit us, Zora quickly set up a magic circle and reflected it all. I watched in astonishment and confusion. What the hell was he doing? Then, as dozens of birds flew away from the scene, scared of such commotion, he spoke.

"Cut this for me, dear?" I scoffed at the nickname, trying to ignore the sweet pound of my heart that followed after his raspy voice wrapped around that word in an unreasonable amount of attractiveness. Then I thought of a particular pair of pink cat eyes glinting at me. So I shuffled forward, opting instead of asking questions to pull an ax out of a small portal. "I always forget your weapons are double the size of Cap'n Yami." He muttered off to the side, watching as I walked up to the top of the tree and measured up the ax to swing. As I swung down on the trunk, cutting it just as it began to branch out, I heard a low whistle, and secondly, his footsteps walking along the tree trunk back to me.

"Clean shot, doll." He grinned down at me, then looked back at the severed trunks. "We'll take the long one for the rest of the ride, whaddya say?" He asked, reaching down to pull me up. What the hell is going on? As I gripped his hand, I was almost in a trance, confused and running through millions of thoughts. Setting my body on auto-pilot as I tried to figure out why the hell he was so lovely. Which, in the end, was a bad idea, or maybe a good one.

My foot slipped, and just when I thought I was going to eat shit, a specific pair of hands gripped me, pulling me up fast. We fell back, landing against the wood hard; well, Zora did at least.

"Fuck." He groaned, rubbing his head before looking up at me, his mischievous eyes and smile gone, there laid concern. "Are you okay?" He moved me off of him gently, surprisingly not making any inappropriate comments on our position.

"You saved me," I spoke, still flabbergasted with what happened and the events leading up to it.

"Yeah, it didn't look like it was gonna be a soft fall, sweetheart." He stood up, convinced that I was all right, and gave me a hand again, this time watching me intensely as if I would misstep again. After I was up, he walked away, going to the head of the tree to fill it with mana. Slowly, the trunk began to rise, higher and higher, until we were above the surrounding trees. Green leaves blocking the view of the forest floor we once stood on, and a soft sunset began in front of us. The trunk began to move forward, slowly speeding up before staying steady. The wind whipped my hair around, along with a few of my things, making me hold on to them tightly after tying up what I could of my hair. I walked up to Zora again, coming to sit beside him. The trunk was thick enough for us to sit side by side, but it was a tight fit nonetheless. So as I settled beside him, he moved slightly for me, but our legs stayed glued to each other.

"If you could just do this the entire time, why didn't you just leave me back there?" I laughed it off, so used to him being a pain in the ass, and it is not like it would not be the first time he screwed me over in some way. Our relationship was not one of the niceties or cordial words. So often, you would find us fighting or screaming to see the other because of something they did, which eventually leads to a fight. Zora did not look at me for a bit, but when he did, I wished he had never turned his head. His eyes were sullen, sad, and overthinking, foggy with millions of thoughts that looked to be running through his head. The evident frown that towed down his face bothered me, so used to the shit-eating grin he pranked me or others, or when after putting someone in their place.

"I guess I can be really mean sometimes, huh?" I did not know his voice could be so soft. Honestly, I was surprised I heard him at all, but I did and could not stop thinking about it. I did not feel it necessary to talk after that, instead finally shutting my trap and moving on to watch the sunset. Colors blurred and blended across the sky, framing the mountains and trees rising to kiss the sky. It was quite the sight with bright pinks, oranges, and even some purple painted across the blue sky. When we reached the village, the sun was long gone, replaced by the moon, just as bright and beautiful with specks of stars across the sky. At some point, I remember getting bored and searching for the different zodiacs and patterns defined by the stars. As soon as I had found my sign, the tree trunk began to descend.

The trees we once flew over surrounded us and shut us off from the sky once again as we settled on the forest floor. The tiny little path we had been following earlier continued beside us, looking as it had when we left it hours ago. Up ahead, I could see the village glowing lively. Its name is written proudly on a wooden sign almost overcome at the bottom in ivy. However, before we got there, I opened my big mouth again.

"I don't blame you for being so mean; I mean, I would be mean too if my guild partner beat me at everything." That is not how it was supposed to come out, I mean, I was genuinely trying to be nice, but I did not filter the words that left my mouth before. Zora's head turned to me, eyes gaunt and eerie, his brilliant smile no longer on display.

"You wanna run that by me again, Doll?" The venom that surrounded the once cheery nickname made my stomach drop. I felt backed against a corner with miles surrounding me to run off. Quickly I tried to explain what I meant.

"Wait, Zora, that's not what I meant- not how I-"

"No, I think I got it doll, you just think you're that much better than me, huh? So what, you got to some quests before me, stolen relics under my nose, and joined my guild, passing me up in less than four months. I don't care, Honey, 'cause ain't nobody better than me- 'cause ain't no one like me! I don't care how much mana you have, how many spells you cast, how skilled you are, or how fucking perfect you are! None of that is gonna change no matter how gorgeous you are!" Zora's eyes widen, and he clenched his mouth shut, turning away with a growl and turning to walk off toward the village ahead of us.

"You think I'm perfect?" I called out, watching him stop and turn back to look at me. Zora's face was blank as he spoke.

"Are you telling me that out of ALL that, that is the only thing that stuck?" He scoffed, and his eyes narrowed slightly, sharp jaws sent in a deep frown. I walked up to him and stopped a step ahead of him. I held out my hand slowly, making sure I held eye contact with him.

"Truce?" Zora looked at my hand, astonished, which slowly melted away and revealed mixed relief and annoyance. Then, finally, he moved to grip my hand and shake it firmly.

"Truce. Whoa-" I yanked Zora forward, pulling him close, catching his surprised blue eyes before closing my own and going in for a kiss. Fortunately, Zora fell into it almost too easily, slipping his arms around me tight and returning the kiss with a bottled fever. However, after a few seconds, he pushed back, letting me go.

"W-What was that for?" I stared at him, lips still buzzing slightly from the contact.

"I don't know; it felt like the right thing to do. I think you're perfect, handsome too."