#and the material is more interesting to me

[pellucid-constellations]

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Pairing: Warren (oc) x Reader

Summary: The day after his fiancee left him, Warren is still to be married—just not to her. To a woman he has never met.

Word count: ~800

Warnings: Arranged marriage

a/n: I literally have no idea what's going on but please enjoy whatever I'm on right now. I don't even know what to tag this lol?? Love you thanks for the inspo everyone <3

Read the original Azriel x reader fic here

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Warren pulled at his collar. The material of his jacket was itchy and stiff along his neck, but honestly, he was just nervous. The hall was packed with eyes trained on his nerves and he knew only half of them. 

The other half was your family, who had somehow all been prepared for a grand wedding on such short notice. Long dresses and tailored suits sat in the seats before him, expecting something from him, and he didn’t even know what you looked like.  

He would be lying if he said he wasn’t disappointed. He knew very little about his previous fiancee, but she was nothing if not kind and pretty and devoted. Not devoted to him, but he supposed it was a good quality to have. 

He regretted, for the fourth time since last night—he’d been counting—not making more of an effort to win her over before she left. Maybe if he’d tried harder he wouldn’t be meeting someone new today. Maybe if she had felt something for him before she left… 

No, that wouldn’t have worked either. 

As much as Warren liked her, he had seen the longing and pain in her eyes at the rehearsal dinner last night. He would have lost her to whoever she loved in the Night Court regardless of previous efforts. Still, he wished it was her. 

His mother was speaking to him, her smile just as bright as the night before. She had known a wedding would take place today and had cared little about the bride. That was fine, he supposed, but this suit was choking him and he felt a headache blooming. 

“Have you decided on the honeymoon?” his mother prompted in his ear, elation buzzing in her tone. 

“No, mother. I told you I want my wife to decide.” 

“How silly. What if she wants to go somewhere terrible?” 

“I suppose that would be my plight in life,” Warren sighed through a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “Please remind me of—” 

“Her name?” 

He almost scoffed. “Gods, no. I remember her name. Remind me of the flowers she chose.”

His mother shot him an odd look—one that had become increasingly commonplace with his impending marriage. His mother found it strange that he had wanted to know so much about his previous fiancee, allowing her to take liberties husbands apparently should not. She questioned his desire to be attuned to her, to have a proper partnership when it was all arranged. Warren’s mother had obviously assumed his pairing would be lucrative for the family at best. 

And it would be lucrative, even with you now as his mother’s second choice. But Warren wanted to be in love. He wanted to take care of someone and feel the warmth of reciprocation. He hadn’t seen much love in his life with so many arranged marriages and carefully planned relationships, but that did little to impact his view. 

Warren wanted to feel the way his fiancee—former fiancee—had looked last night. 

“Daffodils,” his mother shared. 

With such short notice, you had only been able to request a few things for your participation in the wedding. Your wedding, Warren regrettably thought, and you could only pick a bouquet. 

He’d have daffodils sent to whichever house you chose for the honeymoon. 

Warren nodded to his mother, and then notes were plucked from the harp across the room and he was left alone at the altar.

His palms were sweating. He couldn’t hold your hand for the first time with sweaty palms. He discreetly positioned his hands behind his back and attempted to remedy the issue. 

This would be fine. 

Maybe you were even lovelier than his last fiancee. Maybe you would enjoy all of the same things he did and would be interested in his idiotic sailing hobby. Maybe you would want to fall in love. 

The double doors swung open at the end of the aisle. 

For some reason, Warren’s eyes fluttered shut—only for a moment, but long enough for a strange form of fear to grip him. 

What if you weren’t interested in the kind of relationship he so desperately wanted? What if you saw this as a joining of families and nothing else? What if you were mean, ill-hearted—what if you hated him for what this marriage meant? 

Warren did not have time to contemplate any longer. He looked up from his turmoil and found daffodils in his eyeline. And then he found you, and suddenly, Warren wasn’t so concerned about anything anymore. 

A soft veil trailed down from the softness of your hair, gathering on the floor until it was lost in your dress. His examination stopped there. Warren was aware that there were several other beautiful things he could have noticed about you, but his world was shifting. Warren stepped back to support himself. 

He had found his mate.

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This is a terrific addition, thank you! Wool and other natural fibres are a marvel and it's high time we got back to them. Did you know that wool stays warm even when it's wet? That's why sailors and lighthouse keepers wear it! Did you know that wool is fire resistant? That's why blacksmiths used to wear wool trousers! Wool is great, and for the sheep, it's just like getting a haircut. It grows back! And the happier and healthier the sheep are, the better quality the wool will be and the more of it they'll grow, so even from a purely profit-seeking standpoint, it's in a farmer's best interest to take the very best care of their animals. Getting blood on the wool ruins it and causes it to lose value, so they won't even nick a sheep during shearing if they can help it.

Even for meat, leather and other products that require the death of an animal, imho what matters is that the animal had a good, happy life and died humanely, which is something that we can fight for as people who buy and use those products. Animals in the wild struggle to survive all day every day and usually die traumatic deaths, still struggling; a well cared for animal that lives a comfortable life and dies a painless death before being processed into things that improve my life, keep me healthy and make me happy is having a much better time, and that is very acceptable to me given the enormous variety of benefits it provides to human society and culture!

Vegan objections to all of this seem very superficially focused on things they can see, e.g., animal death, which in their simplistic view is always wrong regardless of the circumstances, whilst completely disregarding anything that isn't immediately obvious, e.g., the hidden costs of vegan "alternative" crops like quinoa and soy, or literally everything to do with plastics. They're not interested in nuance or material reality. They care about making themselves feel good without thinking very hard about it and very little else - if you ever wanted an actual, real example of virtue signalling, there it is! And all of this is before we get into more indirect benefits, like the ways in which properly managed animals can benefit the land they live on and help us grow crops with fewer chemicals, even!

As it is with most things, the meat industry isn't inherently bad. We just need to find better, more considerate and less wasteful ways to make it work, and if pressing for its reform is important to you, that's something you, personally, can focus on and organise for. 💜

Genuinely delighted to see the real vs. fake leather discourse kicking off in earnest on this fucking website. Too many of the kids on here don't know that fake leather or "vegan leather" or whatever the fuck the grifters try to call it is literally just plastic or that leather is just a byproduct of the meat industry that gets thrown away if it isn't used for anything, and now they're learning about it!

The meat industry certainly has its own problems and needs serious reform, especially in the US, but it isn't going away, and wasting huge amounts of the extremely useful materials it produces is not the fucking solution, especially when you're simultaneously constantly complaining about how everything is cheaply made plastic shit that breaks instantly these days. Leather is what you are looking for! It makes shoes and jackets and hats and handle grips and all kinds of wonderful things that last for fucking decades if you take proper care of them, and that maintenance is not expensive or difficult! You too can have a collection of items that stand a halfway decent chance of outliving you! Isn't that the ideal? Isn't that what you want?

Even from a purely feelings-based moral standpoint, is it not more respectful to the animal that died to feed you (or me) to use every part of its body and to avoid letting any part of it go to waste?

I doubt it was the OP's intention in starting that one stupid poll that saw them getting dragged six ways from Sunday that it should end up with the youth getting educated about every non-animal leather actually being plastic trash that falls apart in 18 months and poisons the earth just by existing, but that is certainly what they did, lmao.

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

It’s bearly been two days since Yuuna has been revealed and I’ve already seen fanart and fan animations of her. I’m half convinced someone’s gonna make a cosplay of her by tomorrow.

[Referencing the Episode of Scarabia!]

To be fair, Yuuna’s clothes don’t look super complicated or difficult to recreate. You could easily find lookalike items by shopping around or even digging around in your closet. The makeup and hair will probably going to take some effort though 🤔 and probably the phone case + strap if someone wanted to get it down to the details.

It’s been really fascinating seeing the outpouring of excitement for Yuuna. The Twst fandom is usually very fast when it comes to putting out fan works (it’s not unusual to start seeing fanart literally minutes after the monthly schedule drops), so that’s nothing new. What’s interesting to me is how Yuuna has been exalted in the English-speaking fandom. She’s enjoyed in the JP fandom too, sure—but EN seems to have taken quite the liking to her, and I wonder if that’s because EN fans have been wanting a “canonized” hyperfemme Yuu for a while.

There seems to be this trend of looking to official Twst materials to validate the existence of one’s own creations in the English-speaking space, and while I don’t agree with fans needing canon to affirm the art we create (we should be happy with our art regardless of what canon says), I can see why this would feed into the hype for Yuuna. She is a very femme-presenting Yuu, and many Yuusonas I’ve seen are similarly very femme. Yuuka may have been our first girl Yuu, but Yuuna is our first “girly girl” Yuu. If you’re not aware of it, some fans disparage the existence of female Yuus, claiming that an all-boys school like NRC would never allow a girl to study there. Honestly, I never quite understood that argument, especially since it’s clear Yuu enrolled under special circumstances and not by the usual method of enrollment. It feels kind of silly to impose arbitrary rules and who Yuu “can” and “can’t” be when the whole point of them is that they can be anyone, because Yuu is you, the player. Any race, any socioeconomic background, any age, any spiritual beliefs, any occupation, any orientation, any hobbies/interests/skills, and, yes, any gender.

Anyway, due to that whole debacle, many EN fans see Yuuka and now especially Yuuna as important symbols for validating the existence of femme Yuus, both tomboys and girly girls. I suspect that this plays a large part in why Yuuna’s been receiving so much fan content—and, if memory serves correctly, even more than Yuuka received. Yuuka mainly got excited screaming rather than fan works, but I’ve seen Yuuna getting fan art, edits, animations, and a whole lot more. There’s even more excitement for Yuuna because of how openly and unrelentingly girly she is—and how that indirectly represents and validates girly Yuusonas present in the fandom. (Oh, by the way!! There's an official updated PV featuring the manga!Yuus--Yuuna included!)

[poisonf0rest]

I saw the prof raf brainrot and now I have Thoughts about the others also being professors so uh I hope the shitty hc dump is ok

zayne is ostensibly a bio professor but I imagine he’d also be a good chem professor. like objectively the best one, takes everything seriously and pushes his students but doesn’t drop piles of work on them when midterm week rolls around, makes interesting labs, etc. everybody wants to work in his lab but like 4 people a term actually make it in

xavier is hard to think of but I feel like either astronomy (we all know why) or quantum physics (he can teleport) is his field. I hate to say he’s the worst prof but I just feel like he’s so much more into his research than teaching. notoriously hard courses but also very veeery interesting ones. I mean why pay tuition if you can’t get your brain melted by your phys prof

caleb is a mech eng prof, easy. curves grades and is very smiley, but leaves slightly sarcastic comments when grading your tests. and the tests themselves are probably pretty rigorous: not so difficult that everyone starts crying, but def very thorough. it’s fine tho cause you walk out of it with like a 94, a very very strong appreciation for the wonderful world of physics, and probably a godawful crush for the rest of the year

sylus is hard for me. I want to say literature. like his courses would hyperfixate on, idk, 18th century gothic lit. you’d go in with three pages worth of analysis on some obscure poem and then he’d systematically rip everybody apart, then you’d walk out a fundamentally changed person. But! For the purposes of humour, sylus is a CS prof (canonical programmer), which instantly drops any hotness factor he had by like 234322.

sorry sylus rip. sadly programming is the act of swearing at your screen at 2am while scouring the same 12 lines of code over and over for any kind of bug (you will find the actual source of the bug 100 lines down). not even he can make that cool

MHMMM ANON YOU'RE COOKING!!

Zayne is definitely an orgo professor-- everyone wants to hate him since they're failing his class and lab, but honestly he's just strict with the material and has little tolerance for error because error in the real world costs human lives. But should you come to his office hours with the intention to learn then you'll find he's actually a very patient, receptive, and likeable professor with an amusingly dry humor. Everybody definitely wants to work in his lab.

Absolutely agree with Xavier lol, his students hate him since he does NOT want to be there.

Caleb would be the type to answer stupid questions with a little more bite and subtle snark that makes any students who are actually paying attention snicker and hope not to get on his bad side. Would be the campus professor crush, no doubt.

HOW DARE YOU TALK DOWN ON CS PROFESSOR SYLUS- HEY, CS PEOPLE CAN BE HOT :( He absolutely would teach either machine learning or maybe game theory if not then a high level C++ class be so fr. He absolutely can make coding cool, if anything than for the fact that he has a stacked resume and single-handedly proving that you CAN be a CS major and still end up running your own company, marrying the love of your life right after college, and raising a happy family while still being a nerd. and taking more than regular showers

[melmedardaapologist]

Alrighty, let’s have a go at it—firstly, here we have a sample of Noxian architecture:

And I’m not an expert on architecture by any means, but for me the two influences that jump out immediately are imperial roman and brutalist (monochromatic, geometrical focus)

The imperial roman aspects like the Noxtoraa are self-explanatory with their inclusion in a, well, empire, with all the grandeur and violence that is associated, but the second is a bit trickier—

So brutalism is now heavily associated with the soviet union/eastern bloc and the idea of urban decay, but from what I can tell, it didn’t start out that way—it was a British post-war anti-nostalgia movement, with an underlying philosophy that can be summarized as “it is what it is, deal with it” (i.e., exposed materials without adornment, inner workings not hidden away but clear to see, and the brut- in brutalism can be linked to the french word for raw/crude), which fits the Noxian fondness for forwardness

It also favors economical and low-cost materials—and this is a departure from the idea of imperial rome, which leans into the idea of wealth—and for me, the implication being that the Noxian style is easy to replicate and reproduce, and thus spread in the cities it’s conquered and mark them. This ofc isn’t the most elegant metaphor, and from the pictures we can see it looks more like stone, but the idea of there being a Noxian “mold” that can then be implemented repeatedly fits the idea of an empire—rather than adapting architecture to fit the land and culture, the colonial institution brings with it a “fits all shapes” style of governance to crush out the past remnants of previous history

I don’t know, i just think that the confluence of these two styles says a lot about Noxus, and i find it so interesting

ARCANE | Noxian Architecture | Faustine Dumontier, Christophe Oliver, Melvin Limoge, Léo Lasfargue, Florian Vernet, Valentin Cholet & Julien Bouvier

[polysyndetonaddictsupportgroup]

pez dispenser debris for the fic ask thing? 👀

As much as this is my “kill no darlings you will get EVERY flashback” fic, there’s overarching sociopolitical backstory explaining why Izuku and the rest of class 3A exploded in the public eye that I don’t think I’ll ever fully fit in.

It’s a combination of it being more of a meta analysis than anything and also requiring information from a perspective that I know will never appear in the fic. Like, the fic still gets the different moments that make up this analysis, but there’s no explicit connecting thread to show how they all locked together to create this sort of global cult following of class 3-A. I almost put in a little fake news article opinion piece that was meant to sort of walk the reader through why society is Like This, but I decided it was too heavy handed and deleted it.

Everything that I’m going to reference has already appeared in pez dispenser debris to some degree, and none of it will ever actually materially impact the plot. They may receive a little more detail down the line if they’re mentioned in passing in the fic, so out of an abundance of caution, I’ll stick it below the cut so people can avoid this, but I don’t personally consider any of this spoilers.

Izuku and the rest of the class are famous in pez dispenser debris in a way that’s pretty much unprecedented for students. Canonically, not even all might had a name for himself until after his graduation. Pretty much everyone from class 3A are public figures, with Izuku specifically being considered a major global figure.

In my mind, there was this perfect storm right during their second year that catapulted them into fame. The class personally has varying levels of awareness of why they got so popular, but there was this perfect cross winds of societal unrest and fear that made them household names.

There was an approximately one month span in their second year where they were just hit one after another with a major firestorms of events: The UA Sports Festival, the Sidekick Strike, and the Tartarus Prison Break/Desertion of Yokohama.

The UA Sports Festival is the one that the kids attribute this most to, because so many of the news articles that followed referenced their performance in it. But it probably gave them less mileage than what the other two events did.

What the UA Sports Festival did was showcase their skills to the world in a venue designed to show them off. The public was already on edge. All Might had retired, crime rates kept going up, and people were rapidly losing confidence in existing heroes. Class 2A made such an insane showing of skill in the second Sports Festival that it made the public rave about them for weeks after. It was extremely reassuring to Japan that they had such powerful heroes in the barrel and would soon be on the streets. But that attention probably would have died down had it not been for the Sidekick Strike and Yokohama.

The Sidekick Strike actually had nothing to do with them. But it undermined the public’s faith in heroes at just the right time.

The Sidekick Strike is just one of those things that I have no POV that would even tangentially be involved in it so we’ll get a few passing references in media clips and it’ll never be discussed in depth. Which is a shame because it’s such an interesting conflict to me.

The Sidekick Strike was heavily inspired by the 1919 Boston Police Strike. Effectively, it was the height of the labor rights movement, and police officers got together and went on strike to get the police union recognized. They had tried to negotiate and negotiations failed, and so they all walked off the job. The city descended into lawlessness, the national guard was deployed, it was a whole thing. Famously, Calvin Coolidge fired the entire police force over it on the grounds that there was no striking from public safety.

I thought it would be really interesting if there was something similar that happened with the sidekicks. The thing is that the heroics structure as it stands really incentivizes abuse towards sidekicks. We have a society where there’s a decent amount of heroes who are only in it for the fame. A not insignificant amount of money must come from marketing deals. And it’s a ranked system, so they’re all in competition with each other.

Heroes wouldn’t be incentivized to showcase their sidekicks—they’d be incentivized to take advantage of them and take credit for their work.

Like, think about the work-study experiences. Momo didn’t even officially work for the hero she studied with. She wasn’t getting paid. An adult woman used her for a shampoo ad. Who wants to bet whether Momo saw a dime from it? It’s probably very predatory because the nature of the system incentivizes predation.

I thought the underlying legal issues would be interesting and complex. Who owns a sidekick’s image—the agency or the individual? Who gets the proceeds of their brand deals? This all would be governed by their employment contracts, and sidekicks just starting out have very little leverage compared to big name heroes. And those heroes would want to keep their sidekicks names small and theirs big. The rankings are competitive, after all.

It’s a situation where I do think that like. The sidekicks would have a point in unionizing. The use of their image, appropriate compensation, and proper credit for their busts would all be like, very legitimate concerns in a normal employment context.

I see agencies like Idaten settling immediately with the union and having their sidekicks back on the street before the day is out. In my mind, idaten is considered the gold standard for sidekick jobs already, and their employees mostly did it out of solidarity with the people they worked alongside of. Like, Idaten was already doing most of the union’s demands and signed off very quickly on the remaining ones. If it was just about the Idaten sidekicks, none of them would have gone on strike, but they had a lot of colleagues who they depended on in the field who were in terrible situations. What were they gonna say, sorry, sucks to be you, I got a great gig though so condolences? These were the people keeping them alive. They went on strike because they knew Idaten would publicly settle before the day was out and set an example for the rest of the agencies. Hopefully it would help other agencies follow their lead.

But that didn’t happen. Some agencies, like Endeavor’s, fired everyone immediately. And I think a lot of agencies spent a long time picking over every line item in prolonged negotiations. It dragged out.

And that went over fucking terribly.

All Might just retired. Crime is up. And their sworn defenders are bickering over who gets what cut of the action figure line. Like I think the public would have fucking hated this in a post-All Might world. It would have seemed like the only real hero just medically and irreversibly retired and the rest of them are squabbling about whose turn it is in the spotlight.

I also think that the villains would have taken advantage of it.

The Tartarus Prison Break in pez isn’t the one that happened in canon. Here, the League of Villains attacked Tartarus and set everyone loose. In the process, they made a very clear stance: they are going to leave with All for One, and they are not going to attack any civilians. They won’t fight at all unless attacked first.

All of the horrible and sadistic villains they just let go have not made the same promise.

They chose to do this now because of the Sidekick Strike. All their heroes don’t give a fuck about protecting them, so they’re strapped for staffing. So they’re taking back their leader and going back to ground, and the heroes are free to immediately go after and contain all those bad bad villains who just escaped. And those guys are headed to the heavily populated mainland, so better be quick.

The whole world knew that was their explicit reasoning and promise. Because Himiko fucking lived tweeted the escape.

The Sidekick Strike took the hit for a lot of the blame, but I do see all the sidekicks breaking strike lines to go respond to the crisis. But response times were severely handicapped by the fact that most if not all of them were cut off from their agencies. It was just a complete systemic breakdown.

And then there became the question of what crisis do you respond to: All for One’s escape, or everyone else’s?

I mentioned in one of the little fake tumblr posts that the Tartarus Prison Break was seen as Endeavor’s greatest failure. And part of that is because he chose to sacrifice the nearby area, Yokohama, to contain All for One.

I am one of the biggest haters of Endeavor’s later arc, specifically because it required going back on the nature of the abuse he had subjected his family to that was already established in canon, but that’s a different rant. This is not canon endeavor. I hate what they did with canon endeavor.

That being said, I do think that the self doubt weighed on him once he became number one. And this was the moment of his career where it really crushed him.

All for One had escaped. So had every other villain from Tartarus. He should go after the most immediate threats. He knew this. It was basic triage.

But they would never have a better chance to stop All for One.

Prisoners in Tartarus aren’t exactly hitting all their macros and micros or training daily. They are not adherents to the Bakugou Katsuki Fitness Lifestyle. All for One was coming off spending the last few months drugged up to his eyeballs and strapped to a chair in a straitjacket with at least fifty guns pointed at him at all times. The man has not scratched his own nose in weeks. He’s weaker now than he’ll ever be again.

It was their best chance.

If he escaped, and he went back to ground, he’d have the time and space to get as strong as he wanted, and then he’d come back for real. And he’d be coming back for everything.

Stopping him the first time had cost them All Might.

And Endeavor simply was not All Might. And he still wouldn’t be All Might when the next fight came.

It really was the hardest decision of Endeavor’s life. He had to admit to himself that his own inadequacy was going to cost them countless lives. But he thought it was a hard decision he had to make. He was losing the battle for the barest chance at winning the war.

So he made the call that all heroes were to respond to All for One. They had to hit the league of villains now with their full force if they were to stand a chance. They could not afford to divide their already sparse forces. They’d respond to Yokohama when AfO was contained.

He was also the one who made the call to broadcast the warning message that we hear in the Twitter post. He thought it would give civilians their best chance. He didn’t want them to act with the expectation of the heroes being en route.

Of course, that meant that the entire city got fucking sirens going off and a message telling them that the heroes were not going to save them. Which, as you can expect, did not do a lot for public morale.

In my head, Tartarus is like, the equivalent to Gotham’s Arkham. It’s borderline an institute for the criminally insane. You don’t end up there unless you did something super fucked, are super dangerous, and have extreme violent tendencies. It’s exclusively for the most dangerous and indiscriminately violent criminals in the country.

The entire world was watching in real time while the tragedy unfolded. A lot of people were livestreaming after the emergency broadcast dropped, because they didn’t want the government to be able to handwave away how terrible their death was, or because they didn’t know what else to do, or because they just didn’t want to be alone. The full expectation was that it’d be a massacre.

But it wasn’t. Because Class 2-A responded instead.

The Class 2-A defensive efforts were discussed in one of the silly little fake tumblr posts and in the fake twitter post. In those, we find out that 1) Class 2-A, along with Lemillion, Suneater, and Nejire responded to the scene; 2) the entire class rolled out of Mirio’s fucking mom van and tamaki and nejire’s cars like they were fucking clown cars; 3) the HPSC claimed it was a legitimate operation blessed and coordinated by them; and 4) a lot of people think this was a lie, in part because videos leaked of Aizawa bitching them all out in the street afterwards. We also see Izuku’s green lightning at the end of the twitter video, showing him responding to the scene just as the first villains hit the mainland.

This fight has a lot of names in the backstory that lives in my head. It’s called the Tartarus Prison Break for obvious reasons. It’s also been called in some circles the Desertion of Yokohama, because of the call Endeavor made.

But it’s also called the Battle of Yokohoma. And it’s ranked alongside the Battle of Kamino as one of the finest acts of modern day heroics. And that’s because of Class 2-A. If it hadn’t been for them showing up, it would have gone down in history as the Massacre of Yokohama.

Like. It kills me that I can’t include the full details of what happened, but there’s just too much to make in a flashback. It’s a fic in and of itself. But it really was the fight that made Class 2-A.

It was the first fight where they were really the only heroes that could be counted on. Granted, they’d had to fight for their lives alone, but this wasn’t just their lives. These were thousands of terrified civilians who all thought they were going to die.

It was the first true test of them as heroes in the world. And they actually rose to the occasion. They didn’t just fight the villains—they realized that they needed to get emergency services working throughout the city if everyone was going to make it. Momo and Tsuyu conducted a mildly hostile take over of the emergency call center so they could coordinate relief. They had fucking Tokoyami and Dark Shadow single-handedly holding the line on the hospital while Kaminari, Shoji, Jiro, and Sato all learned to drive for the Very First Time while commandeering the city’s fucking ambulances. They were fighting and containing villains, performing emergency aid, putting out literal fires, everything. It was the hardest fight of their lives.

There was a hot second where Class 2-A was The Moment. Like. The entire world was watching them during this fight, and they had no fucking idea until it was over. People lost their minds when the first footage made it out of Yokohama of a bunch of teenagers showing up and immediately throwing hands with S-Class villains.

It was global news. Think of the kind of media attention that was received by the search for the Titan, the Tham Luang Cave Rescue, the Suez Canal getting blocked by the Ever Given (rip queen you will always be famous to me), that kind of thing. Class 2-A was fighting for their fucking lives and then found out three days later while they were all still in the hospital that there was a prayer vigil going on in Portugal for them during the battle and CNN had 24 hours live coverage of the fight that had so many viewers it outnumbered the population of Finland. Like what do you even do with that information.

The world expected a massacre. They didn’t expect a bunch of footage of high schoolers kicking the shit out of superpowered murders and personally ferrying the injured to the hospitals they were also defending.

The other part about this fight that really made them permanently part of the public consciousness is that it was not lost on everyone that every single person who responded to that fight did so at the risk of their license.

All of them had provisional licenses, save Lemillion, Suneater, and Nejire, all of whom went AWOL from the explicit directives ordering them to respond to the fight against All for One. The operation could not have been less authorized. They had to steal their gear and jimmy the UA fence to even get out. The explicit plan was to steal one of the UA buses and have Bakugou fucking drive them to the fight (he also did not know how to drive but he seemed the most likely of them to break literally every single motor vehicle code to get them there but still be naturally talented at it enough to not kill them) but Izuku told Mirio what bullshit they were up to and Mirio, who was with Tamaki and Nejire when the news broke, immediately decided he would be on that bullshit too and pulled up in his mom van.

In my mind, there were strict rules around provisional licenses and how they could be used, and they broke pretty much all of them to respond to Yokohama. It would have been grounds to revoke their provisionals and permanently bar them from heroics. Lemillion, Suneater, and Nejire could have all lost their licenses for helping them and for going AWOL.

The HPSC fucking fell over themselves to legitimatize the entire operation. They knew they were utterly fucked if they didn’t. These kids already had murals being painted of their faces in other fucking countries. There was a little old lady in Kyoto livestreaming herself working overtime to embroider Iida’s face onto a cushion because that lovely young man saved her darling granddaughter from *checks notes* horrible and painful death directly caused by the failings of the current HPSC administration. There were multiple trending posts online agreeing to fucking riot if those kids got in trouble for this.

Every single actual hero in the immediate vicinity of this disaster had responded to fight a villain who wasn’t actually attacking anyone. And then they fucking lost. They publicly broadcast a message saying Good Luck Champs Because We’re Not Going To Save You. It was an actual PR nightmare that they had a bare chance of salvaging if they just latched onto these kids like an aggressive parasite and that is exactly what they did.

They totally knew. Actually, it was a joint operation coordinated by and between UA and and the HPSC. Why would the kids be in trouble?? They had responded because the HPSC told them to.

UA gave it a week of dead silence and then issued a short statement praising the bravery of their students in a recent HPSC approved mission, and then they never said another word about it. They didn’t have any choice but to go along with the HPSC’s story. If they contradicted them, all of class 2-a would find their licenses pulled by the end of the day, and lord knows they wouldn’t wait for the court of public opinion to work its magic and would just all go out and become fucking vigilantes, because why not. Aizawa has aged 100 years since he got this class. Every single day he thinks of how it was a 50/50 shot between him and Vlad.

No one in the class is fully aware of just how famous they were in the immediate aftermath, because the school bent over backwards to try and shield them from it as much as possible. Like, they have an idea, but none of them saw the full explosion firsthand because of just how hard the school worked to keep it from them. Aizawa confiscated the internet router and told them it was punishment for whatever the fuck they did to the buses (thank god Mirio was just as crazy as them because they were NOT GOOD at hotwiring cars) but really it was to try and insulate them from it a little bit. Like. Japan’s Imperial Family wanted to do an official visit. The White House offered to host them. They received interview requests from every major talk show on the planet. Buzzfeed wanted to do a puppy interview with them.

Right now, Aizawa’s terrified for Midoriya’s graduation, but in the aftermath of that, he was breathing into a paper bag about all of them. Society had sort of latched onto them like they were the last life raft on the titanic. All for One was back, and All Might wasn’t, and the heroes had publicly broadcast a message saying they were useless, but don’t fucking worry, fifteen year old Iida Tenya is on the case. Society will be upheld by Kaminari Denki, currently viral for driving a real life city ambulance one hundred miles per hour down the street while screaming “WEE WOO BITCH.” And don’t forget the pillar that will be Mina Ashido, who rushed over to him earlier that day to show him her extra sparkly pink nails. And if you have a major fight that needs to be won? Don’t fucking worry, just send out bone-breaking boy wonder Midoriya Izuku and his equally reckless brother Toogata Mirio, because their dumbasses managed to take down an S-Class villain team that only All Might could defeat the first time around. Don’t worry about the multi week hospitalization they needed after, because that’s an acceptable burden to put on children.

When Aizawa started this job, he promised himself he would never send a student out to die. Some of them would die. But it would be tragedy, not damnation. He’d have given them their best chance. Part of the reason why he made that promise was because he sort of felt like his teacher sent him out set up to die, and it’s only luck that he made it through his first couple of years.

He has gone to the funeral of every single student he has ever had who did not make it. He goes back to their graves every year.

He was fucking petrified after Yokohama that society would push these kids too far too soon. Every single one of his classes before them had gotten the benefit of being practically unknown their first few years. They didn’t have the world talking about them like they were already the top heroes. He was terrified they wouldn’t have the space to learn and grow when they started.

A lot of teachers would have tried to mine the notoriety of Yokohama to hard launch their students’ careers. Aizawa told Nedzu point blank that he would quit tomorrow if he did not help him quash this thing as much as possible, and nedzu agreed.

This world killed its real heroes. It sucked them dry and left them like All Might, and he just needed fucking time. He needed fucking time to let them be kids and maybe they’d survive.

Izuku ended up being the one who escaped the aftermath of everything the least. His Quirk was too much like All Might’s for the world to let go of him easily.

And then Stain got fucking dogpiled by idaten in the aftermath of the Tartarus prison break and implied he considered Izuku the only true hero in the absence of all might and everyone started asking super inconvenient questions like “how does stain even know you exist” and “no really he called you by your actual legal name how does he even know that” and it just. It didn’t help things. Izuku’s suffering.

So yeah. There was just this absolute collision of a total lack of faith in current heroes combined with a huge swell of public trust in class 2-a that led us to being in the landscape we are now. All of the currently licensed heroes said that they wouldn’t be there to save the public, and then Class 2-A immediately hit back that they would be there. Actually, they’ll risk everything to be there. They’ll die to protect the public and they’ll risk the entire future they had been trying to build and they will fucking be there to save them.

There’s a lot of people that never forgave the heroes for deserting Yokohama. And there’s even more people who have absolute faith in Izuku and his classmates because they didn’t. That’s why the world is watching them so aggressively. These kids are the most trusted heroes in Japan right now.

I wish I could fit in more about what happened, because I love this backstory so much, but 1) some of it absolutely requires POVs like Endeavors, which we won’t get in pez dispenser debris, 2) there’s no one POV that could tell the full story via flashback and 3) it’d just be too long of a divergence. Like. It really is a whole fic of its own. I’d love to write it one day but I probably won’t have the time

[venussaidso]

𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍'𝐒 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 — Vedic Astrology Observation (based on shows/films part 7)

Merlin is also a sorcerer who is played by Ketu-nakshatra natives, much like Morgan Le Fay/Morgana Pendragon. I also noticed the trend of Ketu male actors playing King Arthur, and I made a small list in the later part of my 𝗠𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗞𝗲𝘁𝘂-𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗠𝗲𝗱𝗶𝗮 post. This means that the big 3 (Merlin, Arthur, Morgan) can be considered Ketu nakshatra natives, among other possibly frequent nakshatra influences of course.

Just like Morgana Pendragon, Merlin is depicted with magical abilities such as shape-shifting, manipulating the material plane and divination.

In the popular TV program Merlin, he is played by Magha Moon Colin Morgan.

In the 2011's series Camelot, Merlin is played by the Mula ASC native Joseph Fiennes.

In 1981's Excalibur, Magha nakshatra native Nicol Williamson played Merlin.

In the Starz TV series Camelot, Morgan and Merlin have a complex and antagonistic relationship. They're enemies from the start, and they're always in a battle of wits. Her character is famously defined as the bringer of chaos to the kingdom and Merlin is always a big threat of hers.

She despises him for his influence over the King (who she seeks to overthrow), while he is both wary and fond of her intelligence.

In the BBC's series Merlin, they have a deeper connection. They're less cunning, as this adaption is lighter and more magical. Merlin is portrayed as a kind, powerful warlock while Morgana is introduced as a kind-hearted, just, noblewoman — both (especially Merlin) embodying the Princess Belle archetype with seeing the good in others beyond the surface (a flaw in Merlin as Morgana's evil gradually increases).

She starts embracing dark magic and plots against King Arthur. As all adaptions go, Merlin's loyalty strictly lies with King Arthur and he struggles to stop her without getting her killed. But his betrayal only fuels her hatred.

It's interesting that in Camelot, the two are presented as political adversaries with no personal history, and their dynamic is more like a chess game if anything (again with Ketuvians playing mind games with each other).

While in Merlin, their conflict is ultimately tragic as they shared friendship.

I also love how Morgana is an outright, calculating villain in Camelot, while she is a magical heroine-turned-villain in Merlin.

I am certain that Eva Green's Morgan highlights Ashwini nakshatra. I'm still watching it, and she comes off more Martian than anything. She quite literally approaches everything like a chess game, using strategy (Mars) and dark magic & tricks (Ketu) to achieve ultimate power. Another obvious Ashwini hint is in her collecting allies to strengthen her position. This is just Mars energy to me.

Magha is an Ugra nakshatra, and we see this so perfectly through Katie McGrath's Morgana as she becomes so blinded by rage that she loses control.

Ugra nakshatras carry so much intensity and fierceness, almost all being fire signs.

Eva Green's Morgana remains composed and strategic even in moments of defeat. She is always planning her next move. Ashwini is more cunning and masking, being the only Ketu nakshatra which is not in the Ugra group. Not to say this Morgana doesn't have a temper, but her mind is just always racing with schemes.

Instead of brute force, Ashwini natives can rely on manipulation, deception, and psychological warfare — using charm & wit to get what they want (with her, it's the throne); whether that's through persuasion, seduction, or feigned vulnerability.

She is literally just female Loki.

[jiubilant]

I cannot wait for the tide of shallowly written Thalmor sexy men and women coming in TESVI.

that the thalmor characters in tes v play bit parts in certain questlines and (as you point out) have maybe a few lines each every time is interesting to me because it seems as though at one point in the game's development the thalmor as a faction were meant to play a larger role? here are the ultimate antagonists that the stormcloaks are rising against...swanning around serving evil face and looming ominously behind rulers and scholars...and the civil war questline almost never touches them or explores the fact that ulfric's playing into their hands by attempting to further fracture the empire. my hope is that the developers did set this stuff aside as sequel material

i think the dominion's endgame in skyrim might have been something like

a stormcloak victory (the empire loses another province)

ulfric stormcloak channels all that nord empire fanboyism into invading morrowind again (more practical a starting point than invading alinor)

the stormcloaks and house redoran, with no cyrod allies to call upon (my guess is that the empire effectively lost morrowind when it recalled its legions during the oblivion crisis), exhaust each other's resources in an ugly war of attrition

the dominion sweeps in and takes both countries

if not for the nord empire fanboyism ulfric might have allied with one or two of morrowind's great houses and thrown a spanner in all this but the thalmor consider him an asset for a reason. what were we talking about

[iatrophilosophos]

I would be way more on board with a lot of vegan anti wool/leather stuff if it wasn't like. Fundementally indoors/imperial-core-comforts lifestyle wise & still industry-focused

Like. The wool and leather industries are fucked. It's not "waste product", it does have a rlly big carbon footprint, the chemicals used in scouring & tanning alone are janked and a huge problem; and the lines ppl use to defend it are inaccurate and tired, from the assumption that these textiles are somehow both immortal & easily biodegradable to the honestly Uncomfortable and sometimes kinda fashy?? Narrative that all farmers of animal based textiles are chill and cool people with a deep and rightful attachment to their livestock and the land and. Honor and stuff

And Also: yeah a brushed thick organic cotton knit under a beeswaxed canvas coat will keep you pretty warm on your way to your car from your climate controlled house to your climate controlled job. Good Fucking Luck if you end up sweating in it tho. Wet cotton = hypothermia is sometimes somewhat exaggerated but it still *sucks* even when its warm enough; nevermind if you, say, live in a backpack and need to haul immense amounts of super heavy fiber ***and keep it dry*** to stay warm enough. Good Luck if you live somewhere damp, even just in a shitty house or trailer! Because that shit wild mold into soil the second you're not looking at it. The clothes might look green on paper but these people are taking all the clean, climate controlled, energy-guzzling shit required to maintain them as a given when that's like not even workable for a huge percentage of the population *now*, let alone pretty far from an acceptable setting wrt ongoing collapse.

Don't even get me started on rayons. Don't talk shit to me about wool processing emissions and then talk about RAYONS. unserious.

It's most frustrating because there are like, interesting options out there. None of these people ever talk about kudzu, a superior bast fiber for canvases (cotton sucks for canvas honestly it's cheap but it's heavy on its own & then the staple lengths are short so durable yarns have to be quite thick), that's Fucking Some Shit Up and needs to be removed ANYWAY and is processed via nigh-zero-input fermentation (literally just dig a hole and use some straw, you can even reuse straw produced as a byproduct from previous batches). Kudzu, like all bast fibers, also breaks down and becomes softer and nicer with age, there's literally a Japanese saying that's like "a coat for the first generation, a shirt for the second, and underwear for the third". Kudzu is also not really feasible for industrial processing and effectively utilizing it without doing horrible things to other people would require a significant reassessment of how we use textiles.

Which brings us to the point that like, the problem with any textile is not rlly inherent to the materials themselves, but a problem of scale and system (except plastics and rayons which can only exist in systems of scale and mass extraction). Where i live, 900 years ago, leather was not a horribly destructive industry, and most textiles were made of leather, because if you brain tan virtually every single animal you eat (except birds. You can't rlly tan turkey skin, you just eat it), your community has a buncha fucking soft leather and you don't like, rlly have a need for woven textiles bc that's actually a fuckton extra work that doesn't make sense if you live in a climate where you need warm coats in the winter and can get away with being pretty naked in the summer.

There's other interesting small-scale options for various climates too-- if ur not on a kill-all-domesticated-animals kick, angora rabbits + silk worms is a rlly interesting one of you have cold weather needs and don't wanna kill anybody. Angora rabbit fur on its own is a pretty nothing textile bc it has a short staple length and is straight, meaning it makes a very fluffy and warm but ultimately very non-durable yarn; but, peace silk, which is made in Buddhist traditions after the silk moths have emerged, breaking the one long fiber of the silk cocoon into many short-er ones, is still incredibly strong with a relatively extremely long staple length, so you can spin the two together and then felt the final object for something that's very warm, very soft, and pretty durable--with some bunnies and bugs that take up like 1/4 acre and just need a couple trees to very sustainably harvest leaves from and probably some rotated paddocks with attention paid to what's planted in them, and a relatively non-ridiculous amount of drying/storing high protein winter foods like legumes. Neither the silk industry, nor at-scale angora farming, are OK, but this is Fine.

Idk there's just so much in veganism discourse that's just ppl who do have rlly lucid and justified critique but are still unwilling to challenge the fundemental assumptions of industrialized life and/or consider non-consumption-level changes to their lifeways. Most antivegan critiques are stupid too and mistake what could be for what is at an industrial scale, also for the sake of changing nothing meaningful about their lives. But at least make it interesting. Jesus.

[canonkiller]

✨ "Your online print store is broken?" FAQ

Yeah I did that: A Summary

Q: Why did you remove everything from your Redbubble / INPRNT / etc?

A: A bunch of reasons. I made the choice for myself after thinking about it for a long time and not liking it. Some of these reasons include:

I don't like not knowing the workplace conditions or compensation given to the people actually manufacturing physical goods of my work through these services

I don't like the waste of easy-to-buy, easy-to-break manufacturing or the shipping process

I personally stopped giving a shit about the potential for theft-by-loss-of-potential-profit because it made me feel like a corporation and that sucked

There is no way in hell Redbubble will ever be profitable enough to get me to overlook this, and I don't think I should try to make it so.

The ones that haven't been emptied are having login issues. I'll be killing them as soon as I am able.

Q: So what's the alternative? How can I get prints now?

A: Anyone interested in prints can just ask me for the full resolution files of whatever piece you want and I'll send them over. Then you can either use your own printer or order something from a local store / chain and tada, print made.

In the future, I'll have the files up on Ko-fi (like the Avex body pillow) as pay what you want, so you don't even have to ask. I'd still prefer if you didn't make extras to sell for your own profit, but I can't stop you.

Q: But isn't that going to lose you money?

Probably, but the $20-odd I was making across all of my merch sites was not enough to overpower my concerns listed above. Someone tossing me $5 through PWYW is already paying me more than any of those sites would pet sale (Redbubble can be adjusted higher, but the price is already so inflated), and the end result is still more affordable for the buyer.

I also want my art to be more accessible to people like me: ones who can't casually spend $30 getting a piece of paper shipped internationally, but enjoy being able to experience shapes and colors. Differences between currency conversions, payment platform options and mail access are things I don't think should create a barrier in enjoying and adding art to your space.

Q: What about the other types of merch? Like clothing?

I've been keeping an eye on secondhand gadgets and would like to one day offer on-demand items with thrifted or secondhand base materials, but this is not a priority for me at this time. You'll live without a shirt, and if you won't, try an iron on transfer or whatever the modernized equivalent is. Anything I can't find a way to make, nobody needs to buy, simple as that.

The pin-back button press calls to me like a beautiful siren but I have yet to find one that is both affordable and close to me. The grind never stops.

Q: I also have concerns about the things you mentioned and want to try and be more accessible and sustainable with my art. Is it okay if I also do this?

I don't own the concept of sending people PNGs CMYK JPGs when they ask for them and even if I did I'm sure as hell not gonna charge people for doing it. The more people turning away from mass manufacturing the better, imo.

[greenerteacups]

I cannot tell you just how obsessed I am with Lionheart - I have literally ranted about it with everyone who has even a remote interest in Harry Potter. It is the best thing I have read, it has made me fall in love with the series all over again, I feel like I'm reading and experiencing it all for the first time! I'm even trying to dabble in bookbinding just to actually have a hardcopy of your fics (hard emphasis on trying)

I love sweet cranky Draco and how you have so beautifully written him into the golden trio - I love how he balances Hermione out and matches her brilliance, I have always hated how she was always the odd one out whenever Ron decided to stop talking to her. I keep telling everyone I truly think you have a better understanding of the characters than JKR did - how you've written Harry as this very perceptive and gentle peacemaker who is craving so deeply for family (that scene end of book 4 where Arthur comes crashing in to save him? ugh, ab.so.lute.ly. heartwrenching!!) , how you've made Ron a wonderful character and brilliant in his own way (it's so easy for fanfic writers to bash him and make him this big dumb boy who doesn't get hermione- I love that even Draco recognizes that he has his strengths). I love how you've paralleled Snape as Draco's godfather to Sirius and Harry. I love the subtle ways you have changed the story to keep us on our toes. I love how slow and realistically they have grown page by page and I am so very excited to see where you take them next. Ugh I can go on and on. Everything is so well written and I love how you've expanded my vocabulary. You are such an exceptional writer!!

I do find it interesting (and I haven't been able to find any previous posts on this) that Book 2 is the chambers of secrets book and there is zero appearance of the basilisk, which seems a pretty glaring omission. Obviously this is what Theo is trying to find where we are in Book 5, but I was wondering why the delay and doesn't this mess with lining up events with the main series? I guess we wont' know until the grand reveal. But then that made me wonder if it's just "Book 1" and "Book 2" - are there no subtitles "Draco Malfoy and the Chamber of Secrets", etc?

Anyways, I'm all caught up now and just wanted to say - I'm so in love with your work and can't wait to see where you take us next!

Hi, thank you so much for this message! You are so kind to write it!

I would point out that Book 2 isn't really the "chamber of secrets" book — as you point out: he got no gotdamn Chamber in there. The plot of Chamber of Secrets doesn't really work without Lucius, so it's one of the places where the fic diverges the most. Books 6 and 7 will also diverge a lot more from the source material, just so you know! I view Lionheart as a reimagining of the Harry Potter story, not a beat-for-beat retelling. Obviously, some things will remain the same (contrary to what they may believe, neither Lucius nor Draco are so important that the plot totally collapses without them) but for the most part, I'd say I'm trying to re-tell the story in my own way, which means parking the basilisk for a few years while I sort out other things in the story. I promise I'll try to make all payoffs worthwhile, though. :)

[meadowindreams]

Yandere AU: Blake belladonna

How would she get close?

Though shy at time (mainly reversed) she would try to socialise, maybe at the library in the fiction section and she accidentally drops her book but realise jaune’s like the book too, then they would hang out, Blake like Jaune personality, however she has low self esteem and a bunch of trust issues something that they both bond over, however she sees Jaune, too trusting of other as him being too naive and thinks that he needs to be protected. She would trust her team and his team that they wouldn’t take advantage of him but she does not trust that, D-class celebrity, Pyrrha Nikos, her clothes are revealing too much and the only person who should expose themselves to jaune is her with her bellabooty. Due to Jaune's habits, they would start to have physical contact, and every time they hug, she is resisting the urge to tear off his cloth in public and publicly rape them in front of all of the world to show that he is hers, while cucking that red hair floozy.

“Protecting” Jaune?

Being a literal ninja, she would talk him everywhere he goes, gathering every bit of infomation she can, on him, his hobbies, family even medical history, and trust me this make has the fertility of a rabbit, this alone make her ovaries want to chug his baby natter into their eggs she probably hired someone to hack into his phone. hell he would even in the shower, and while he is sleeping, to protect him of course, and get rid of any rivals that are trying to hurt him or take him away from her, she doesn’t mind killing them if it’s for him. No one would supect her of doing such a thing, ebcuase is usaully seen as shy or timid.

Dating?

Jaune’s is basically himbo material and if she plays her cards right then he will be her perfect toy, together they’ll experience every kinks and sexual fantasies, pet play, dommy mommy and reverse gang bang are her favourite, but now its more like raping the cum out of her blonde himbo's cock with her tight cunt, and forcing her cervix to swallow his tip, aftercare and words of affirmation (for Jaune), then having him breed his inferior pussy as he spanks her, absuing her cunt as it "forced" to handle all of the cum he shots from the "fire hose" they may love the different genres and series however they’ll always be on the same page, taking interest in eachother’s genre. How ever before dating, sge would go into his bed and cuddle up to him with it him knowing and lace the bed with her scent so that he would be more comfortable with her and become addict to her.

Marriage and family?

I thin she would wants kids, this could either be a kink or a genuine thing she wants, thiugh the idea of impregnation is a definite turn on for her as it makes her pussy wet, she would love to have a lavish wedding and have a bunch of sex. She would probably lie to him and make up some fake tradition then blame it on cultural difference where he proposed to her so she has to accept and he can’t get divorced from her. Then say the idea of fucking no matter where or when, is common, of course none would complain, since they liked the show or were terrified of her.

Reactions?

Kali: (in my canon) she and mama arc are close friends who went to beacon together so they both would have known this was the sort of thing to happen, hell they even had a wedding when they were children on one of their play dates, Blake still thinks about to this day, even after a real wedding, she would be very happy as she knew that Arc has huge families and an Arc keeps their word. the idea of blonde grandkittens are really selling it to her.

Ghira: His first reaction like any father would be to be cold and steel his emotions, this is because after his last interaction with the first blonde she brought over (sun) then the second blonde (yang) and then the final blonde (Jaune) he hopes that this would be the last blonde she would bring into their house, ironically the children are all blondes damn arc' strong genetics

Adam (Blake's ex): furious would be an understatement, as he see this as the ultimate betrayal, his love with a lowly human, being as delusional as he is, he would automatically assume that Jaune took advantage of blake, due to how timid they were but what he didnt know was blake was standing right behind him as stabbed him in the heart (from the back, somehow), leaving him to die alone, while she take a dense blonde away.

Reject?

She is devastated

[bananonbinary]

final verdict: wicked (part 1) is really really really good.

a little disappointed in cynthia erivo, who often seemed to break character to sing as if she were giving a concert, and a lil disappointed that jeff goldblum didnt really jeff goldblum all that much.

but ariana grande? absolutely fucking incredible, honestly battling chenoweth for top galinda in my mind.

and the set design, and the backing music, and holy shit the choreography??????? everything in this movie was made with so much love and intention and it really, really, REALLY shows.

they even made some genuinely good changes to the source material. people have already talked about the better wheelchair etiquette, but the poppy motif is also both a great nod to the wizard of oz, AND some tight symbolism (altho i do mourn....whatever the hell elphaba did to the class in the stage show, i think the poppies are more interesting narratively). and giving Elphaba explicit magical premonitions instead of just...idk the power of dramatic irony or whatever is going on in the stage show ties everything together a lil bit better.

all of the marketing has been on Defying Gravity, but tbh that wasn't my favorite song. i mean, it's very well done, don't get me wrong, but it's always gonna be necessarily compared to menzel's version, you know? and you just aren't gonna beat that. The ones that actually blew me away were Loathing and Dancing Through Life (holy shit the set design in dancing through life??? both the library and the ozdust ballroom??). hilariously, i had not seen a single fucking shot of Fiyero in any of the marketing, but Jonathan Bailey REALLY knocked it out of the park as well.

[kitthepurplepotato]

Chapter 24 - The boys are being sus (18+)

(ATTENTION: I’m writing the last chapter so if you have ANYTHING you want to see before this story ends, now it’s the time to speak up!!!! It’s now or never!)

Summary: You wake up to an empty bed and a distressed Eijirou is calling you, half-crying. What the actual f*ck are those two boys up to again?!

… oh, also, Melissa spills the tea about her plans to save Izuku’s career.

Warnings: Swear words, super cheeky smut which is absolutely skippable!

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“Is it even possible?” Izuku mutters, to no one I particular, his legs bouncing up and down, filling the room with a really annoying background noise. You can see the vein in Katsuki’s temple popping with every bounce; Eijirou is trying his best to not laugh at the comedic scene in front of him. There is a fond little spark in his eyes as he looks up at the blonde, probably extremely proud of his partner for not finishing the villain’s job by murdering the poor soul.

“It’s actually easier than you think.” Melissa grins on the TV screen, because using a phone for a video call is “so last year”, apparently. “You are almost healed already; the only long-term problem is the damage on your chest and your arms.” She dissapears for a second and comes back with her iPad, showing Izuku’s X-rays. “As you can see, your ribs healed up relatively well, but your bones are probably brittle around this area, making this your weak point during a fight. An armor would be a great solution, but an old-school chest plate would make your movements restrained, which is a no-go for you or to anyone in your line of job, really. There is a reason why you don’t see heroes in full armor. It’s safe for you but it might cost a life when you can’t react quick enough due to the armor being in the way. It can also make sneaking, or crawling out of small places impossible, making you the perfect target for being taken hostage. The same goes to your arms really.”

“Well, that doesn’t sound too good.” Izuku sighs, his body leaning closer to you, probably waiting for a calming embrace. You give him what he needs right away.

“Wait until she finishes, baby. We are talking about Melissa here.” You leave a tiny kiss on your boyfriend’s forehead.

“Listen to your girlfriend, she’s smart.” Melissa winks at you and continues. “So my plan is to use the same thing I used for your arm brace back in I-Island but with a twist; support items improved a lot since, and I also want to lace the brace with this brand new material that hit the markets a few weeks ago, really expensive but completely affordable for you if you keep your spending on the low for the next few months.”

“What is this new material?” Katsuki geeks out, clearly interested to get his hands on it after Izuku’s suit is sorted.

“Hmm, it’s hard to explain but I’ll try my best.” Melissa giggles. “It’s basically an armor but it’s flexible, kind of like Best Jeanist’s quirk combined with Gentle Criminal’s; it’s a thick thread that’s flexible and it also bounces back when hit. If I put a really thin, but sturdy plate right where Izuku is the weakest and use this thread for the suit on top, the damage can’t get to his chest and it can also hit the attacker like a boomerang. Now this is a great thing but also quite problematic; you don’t really want things to bounce back from you when surrounded by civilians, so I asked Mei to look into it as well. I’m thinking about giving this thread artificial intelligence so it can act as a double shield by hardening itself when surrounded by civilians but loosen up and fight with you when given the space to do so. This will take a few more months for me to perfect but I can make a temporary suit for you this month to ease you back into hero work. You won’t be able to take on the big missions with it, but you’ll be more than capable to go on patrols and deal with 90% of the usual crimes in the country. But take it easy for now, start part time, get used to the grind and I’ll work on your new, super high-tech suit in the background. How does that sound?”

“Wow, that’s… so soon.” Izuku looks a little bit disappointed and weirdly stressed about the new revelation. You look down at Izuku, whose head is nicely cushioned by your chest; it doesn’t look like he’s really focusing on anything right now, probably too busy having a fight with the other people living in his head.

“I don’t think Izuku is mentally ready to go back.” Katsuki whispers into your ears. Fuck.

“Uhm, Melissa, so…” you try your best to fake nonchalance as you stare into Melissa’s eyes through the screen, trying to communicate through telepathy. “I thought you said one of the uhm… things for Izuku’s temporary suit only arrives next month and you will probably need a few weeks after that to put the suit together, right?”

Let’s hope Izuku doesn’t question where you got this info from.

“Uhm…”

“So the suit won’t be done this month. Next month, maybe. Like… 6 weeks?”

“That sounds about right.” Katsuki joins the staring contest while Izuku mutters to no one, or to be exact, to someone in his head.

“Oh!” You swear you see a lightbulb switch in Melissa’s brain. “Yes! That’s right! Haha, sorry, my mistake!” She giggles sweetly and you can see Izuku’s shoulders loosing the tenseness they’ve had just a few seconds before. “I’ll leave you guys now, have a lovely day and see you soon!”

“Thank you, Mel.” Izuku gives the screen a tired smile as she disappears from the screen.

Everyone sighs in unison.

~•🥦•~

“Hey, Kat is acting weird.” Eijirou calls you out of the blue one morning, a month after the whole shebang with Gran Torino and Melissa. You look next to you to make sure Izuku is still asleep, but you find no one on the other side of the bed. Weird. Izuku doesn’t get out of bed without getting his morning cuddles. “I’m a really positive person and I think we are going steady but… I’m a little bit concerned he’s tired of me or something. Should I give him space? Should I talk to him? Actually, I don’t even know where he is… fuck… “ Eijirou mutters into the phone, clearly distressed.

“Okay, Ei, take a deep breath and tell me what makes you think he’s bored of you.” You mutter back, trying your best to ignore the absence of your own partner.

“He was on his laptop the whole day yesterday and didn’t let me take a peek, then I asked him to come to bed but he told me to fuck off so I tried to… uhm… get his attention in another way but he yelled at me?”

Oh. Now that he said that, the same happened to you yesterday. Izuku was on his laptop the whole day but you had your own projects to do so you didn’t really think about it being a problem; you were quite happy you are able to finish something without a distraction for once. Izuku was also quite distant when it comes to… well… love making, but after the conversation you’ve had a few weeks ago, he probably just needed some time to think about the way he thinks about sex and you, so while you really miss being close to him that way, you were glad he took your advice and decided to think about it a bit more before he indulges in his desires again.

“I don’t think the problem is you, Ei.” You sigh, laughing to yourself. “My bozo is also gone and had done the same thing yesterday.”

“I’m coming over.” Eijirou ends the call and you can’t help but laugh at that.

You should be stressed but you don’t have any bad feelings about this; all you feel is that you are going to have a really fun day investigating with Eijirou in a good “jealous housewife” way.

It’s actually quite endearing to think about it; a year prior, if someone would have told you you are going to have a field day with Red Riot himself, snooping after your boyfriend, pro hero fucking Deku, you would have laughed and sent the person to get their brain checked because something is definitely wrong in there; and let’s not even get you started on Red Riot being a damsel in distress, a gay one at that. Red Riot is the most heterosexual-looking hero in the whole field, which is basically the only reason Kiribaku shippers are never taken seriously. You’ve been a shipper yourself, back when the hero world was so far away for you, but even then, you thought this is all just a daydream in your fujoshi head.

Your life is a fucking fanfiction.

~•🥦•~

“What the actual fuck is that.” You mumble as Eijirou comes in through the WINDOW in good Deku fashion, looking like a hacker in those over-dramatized Netflix movies. He has a bunch of cables in his hand and a laptop with explosions engraved into the back of it.

“We will break into this, then connect to his phone and see where he is.” Eijirou states, seriously.

“You don’t need all those cables to do that. You probably know his password anyway.” You deadpan, still in your pajamas. They are Deku-themed.

“Shut up, I wanted to be extra.” Eijirou grumbles and sits down at the table. “Also, I don’t know his password.”

“Try EiLovesMeat” you giggle, but Eijirou only rolls his eyes at that.

“You are so funny.” He grumbles, but tries the password anyway. The laptop logs in.

“You are shitting me.” You both say the same sentence at the same time. All Meowt meows in the background.

“I’m his password?! That’s so manly!” Eijirou cries happily, almost forgetting about the “mission”.

“Ei, focus.” You tell him off, already halfway in the kitchen.

“Tea or coffee?”

“Protein shake!” Eijirou yells back. You really want to point out how that wasn’t on the list, but you kinda enjoy the domesticity of the moment.

“Cookies?”

“Duh! Chocolate chip?”

“Yup.”

“That’s my girl.” … okay, your mind is going in the wrong direction. This is not the time to think about all the Red Riot x reader fanfictions where Eijirou said the same phrase in a REALLY DIFFERENT scenario. “That face is making me uncomfortable. I’ll tell Deku.”

“Please, for the love of god, don’t.” You mutter with a red face.

“I could, but knowing him, he would make the same face as you are. He sent me more Tumblr links of that sort than what I dare to admit.” Eijirou giggles to himself.

“Pro heroes, other than Izuku… read fanfictions?” You gawk at the redhead while you shake up Eijirou’s protein shake.

“Mostly on drunken nights, but yeah, we do.” He grins. “Shouto is the funniest with these, read him a fanfiction while he’s drunk and he’ll keep telling you how he would never do any of that stuff, then give him another pint and watch him try to do them, failing miserably. No one ever wrote an in character fanfiction of him. It breaks his little heart… ahh I can see Katsuki’s phone! He’s in… wait, what?”

Your interest is peaked; you go over to look at the screen and you can’t believe your eyes.

“Osaka?! That’s like… 6 hours away?!” You yelp.

“… or 1,5 hours by plane to Kansai and then 50 minutes to Osaka.” Eijirou states. “Heroes don’t need to go through the same security system as the common folk, so they’ve probably did the trip in less than 3 hours which checks out with Katsuki’s absence. Let’s take a closer look.” Eijirou zooms in on the map. “Is that a comic store?”

You take a closer look.

“Yup, that’s the biggest nerd store in Osaka. They are famous for selling rare figurines and hard-to-get comics, sometimes even before the release date.” You mutter to yourself, thinking hard about the current figurines available on pre-order. And then it clicks.

“There is a new All Might Figurine coming out in a few weeks, apparently people went berserk for it and it got sold out in the first five minutes. It was also limited to one figurine per person…”

“THAT’S IT!” Ei yells, scaring the shit out of All Meowth.

“They need two each!” You yell back, so excited that people might think you just won the lottery.

“One to put out and one in pristine condition, still in the box.” Eijirou adds.

“Ei, I have an idea.” You grin at the redhead. “Why don’t we help them out?”

“They went to Osaka, so clearly, Tokyo doesn’t have this figurine available.” Eijirou sighs. “We can’t ask All Might for it, because that’s cheating, or at least the boys think so.”

“We can’t ask him to get us the figurines, but he can tell us who the main manufacturer is.” You grin to yourself.

Eijirou grins back.

In just a few minutes, you get the phone number you needed; All Might laughed at your silly shenanigans and told you you’ve made his day brighter. He also asked you to call whenever you are lonely. He’s a fucking saint.

In an hour, Eijirou and you are on your way to the factory. You had to play a damsel in distress to get in; using your connections to All Might and Deku was a no go as the boys were clearly trying to get the figurine fair and square. You can only hope that the fact that you got the number from All Might won’t be a problem.

“What if they get the figurine in Osaka?” Eijirou asks the million dollar question.

“We will give it away for charity.”

“I thought Izuku needs all the money for his fancy suit?”

“He needs his own money, not mine.” You blush as you stare out of the window.

“That figurine costs a fortune, you can’t be serious!” Eijirou gawks at you.

“… I live in a luxury apartment for free. And his happiness is worth so much more than a super cool, limited All Might figurine with a sparkly finish!

“… so YOU want that figurine to be displayed instead of sitting in the box somewhere in Izuku’s office.” Eijirou giggles to himself.

“You know me too well.”

~•🥦•~

The boss of the company who sells the figurine was a surprisingly good sport; apparently, you are not the first person who managed to get to him to get a figurine; apparently he’s happy to help everyone who sounds utterly frightened in the phone out of respect for their bravery; you wouldn’t do something so out of your comfort-zone if it wouldn’t be extremely important to you.

He also had a good laugh when Eijirou came in after you managed to get two figurines. He told you how he respects you not using his name to get the figurines then his eyes fell out of his sockets when you told him these figurines are for the top 2 heroes of the country. He said your secret is safe with him and took a selfie with Red Riot, because apparently he’s also all about manliness and Red Riot is his favorite hero of all time. Eijirou left the building with a blush on his face; his heart might be someone else’s but his eyes are allowed to wander from time to time and there was a lot to see on that guy, let’s just say that.

After you two say goodbye by your door, you put down the figurine right on the dining table.

Izuku comes home, utterly disheveled; he goes right to his laptop without saying hi, clearly disappointed in something. He sits down right by the figurine and doesn’t even look at it. You really want to laugh, but there is one thing that bothers you…

“You know I don’t appreciate you going away for a full day without saying anything, then coming home looking like shit and not even telling me what’s going on.” You close the laptop screen on him, because… well… you are offended.

“… fuck. You are right. I’m sorry.” He sighs, looking at the closed laptop screen. “It just… felt so good… doing this secret mission with Kacchan… just the two us. I think I needed that. I needed… to be alone with my best friend and just… be stupid. Rebel against the world.” He sighs. “I’m sorry.”

“Izu, you can’t just disappear without leaving a note. Not because you NEED TO tell me where you are but because it’s not safe for you to just disappear.”

Izuku looks like he’s about to cry; he finds your fingers with his own, and strokes just the tip of them like he’s too scared to do anything more to you. You lace your fingers together with his and sit in his lap, making sure he understands you are not actually mad right now.

“Sweets…”

“It’s okay. You can rebel. Just tell me about it. Or tell Eijirou. Tell one of us so we know you guys are safe. Also…” You give your boyfriend a knowing smile. “I also need to apologize because I’m quite sure I just ruined your fun.” You push the figurine in front of him. Izuku looks like he can’t believe what’s in front of him.

“OH MY SAINT ALL MIGHT?! How?! Wait, how did you know?!”

Izuku doesn’t even wait for you to answer before he starts opening the box. You can’t help but laugh at his shenanigans.

“Are you happy, Izu-Izu?” You mumble with a fond smile on your face as you take in the lovely little blush on Izuku’s face.

“I’m really happy, Sweets. Thank you.” Izuku pulls you close and hides his face in your neck. The figurine is left half-open on the table. “I still feel like I want to rebel, though. Maybe I should get that nipple piercing I was talking about for real.” Izuku mutters into your neck then starts peppering kisses all over it. You can feel the blood going into your lower body, really fucking quickly. The kisses get deeper, wet streaks of saliva left in their wake as Izuku starts to work his way towards your collarbone. With only one swift move, Izuku manhandles you into a straddling position.

Warning; gets super cheeky here! This is only for the people who are into smut, please feel free to skip this, it’s actually really cheeky, I’m utterly ashamed of myself but Izuku was really happy and they’ve been a bit distant in the last few weeks and… you get it.

“You mean… you want a piercing… here?” Your hand moves under Izuku’s T-shirt, slowly snaking up towards his nipples, touching every single muscle on the way up. Izuku moans loudly as your two fingers pinch his nipple and plays with the bud. “I don’t like that someone else will touch you here but I would really like to see you with the piercing so… I’ll allow it this once.”

“You think you are the boss of me now, fangirl?”

“I mean… I’m the only person in the whole world who owns your heart, so…”

“Okay, I’ll allow it this once. But boss me around once again…” Izuku tries to sound threatening but the blush on his face ruins his facade.

“And what, you’re gonna stuff my mouth with something so I can’t boss you around?”

Izuku bites his lips so hard they start to bleed a bit. His hips perk up just enough to make you understand, he finds this conversation extremely appealing.

“Nah, I’m just going to make sure you don’t have any brain cells left to make a proper sentence. But I like your brain so it would be counter-productive. And I also like to be bossed around by you.”

“You are really bad at this dirty talk, you know that, right?” You giggle, fondness obvious in your eyes as you look at the love of your life.

“I’m bad at dirty talk but I’m quite good in playing dirty.” Izuku grins as he puts you on the table with one arm. You really want to tell him off for using his arm so much but hell if you didn’t find this scene extremely hot… well, your brain is clearly gone already. Sorry, Izu-Izu.

It takes him half a second to slowly peel your short off with one single finger, removing it inch by inch, slowly and sensually. His fingertip feels like fire as it strokes your lower belly on his way down. You can’t help but whimper. “Nothing to say, huh?” Izuku grumbles into your ears, low and deep. He’s definitely hanging out with Kacchan too much.

“Not in front of All Might, Mr. Deku!” You play the fan girl and by the disgusted look on Izuku’s face, he’s really not into that. It actually breaks your horny little heart when he moves away from you, your panties snapping back in place as he takes a step back.

“Sweets, for the love of god, do not roleplay a fangirl when we actually get uhm… into it. I can only make love to my Sweet Pea.” Izuku moves the figurine to the coffee table and hides his face with the shirt he just pulled over his head in the sexiest way possible. Damn it’s hot in here. “Now he’s not looking. So where were we?”

“I’m… Sweet Pea.” You parrot like a good girl. Izuku grins at you menacingly, or at least he tries but really, he just looks… in love. Oh, how much you love this man and his incapability to be rough.

“You sure smell like her.” Izuku hides his face in your hair and takes an obsessive, deep breath which makes the blood rush into your core. Izuku might be soft and pliant but one thing he’s good at is being a sexy, obsessive beast when he’s in the mood. And as much as you like Izuku on a normal day, you cherish the shit out of these small moments when Izuku forgets his manners. There is just something beautiful about seeing this shy man feel safe enough to be a little bit freaky.

“How do I smell like?” You mutter as Izuku leaves wet kisses all over your neck again, his hands traveling up to your breasts at the same time.

“Flowery, like your face cream.” Izuku pants, his breath hot and heavy on the tip of your ear. “Your skin smells like sandalwood, because you stole my shower gel again. I really like it when you smell like me.”

“I know.” You whimper as Izuku’s hands find your breasts. You can’t help but moan as his hands engulfs your sensitive parts.

“You did this on purpose.”

“Maybe?” You admit sheepishly.

“I thought you… want us to do less uhm… stuff.”

“I’ve never said that.” You sneak one finger into the hem of Izuku’s trousers. “I said I don’t want you to use sex as a tool to wind down when you are stressed.” You tug on the fabric impatiently.

“Well, I was stressed. But now you got me the figurine I was stressing about so…” Izuku mutters and honestly… it all makes sense now. “Will you tell me how did you know I was looking for this figurine or do I need to use my seduction techniques to get it out of you?” Izuku’s palms grasp your chest almost painfully, but just in the right way. You are quite sure there is a massive wet spot on your panties by now.

“You would never do that.” You mumble defiantly. Izuku laughs.

“True. I’m not into that. So tell me or I’ll walk away.” Izuku pinches your nipples then slowly moves his hands away; you grasp his hands and put it back where “they belong.”

“Okay okay, I’ll talk.” You mumble quickly. Izuku giggles at how desperate you sound right now. “Eijirou hacked into Katsuki’s laptop… well, I told him what the password might be and he checked his phone gps from there… then I remembered that article about the All Might figurine being one per person and I knew you are too pure to ask someone to order you another one and… then I came up with the idea of getting them for you as a token of our love and… oh saint jesus.” You moan as Izuku’s hand wanders down to your lower belly then barges right into your panties.

“I haven’t even touched you yet.” Izuku giggles into your hair, his voice sweet as honey. “I’ll never get used to you being so… perfect for me down here. It makes me so happy. You make me so happy. Fuck, I love you so much.”

“I love you too.” You urge your boyfriend with a snap of your hips.

“It’s like I’m the fanboy… I can’t believe you are mine, that I can do this, touch you like this, be one with you whenever I desire, it’s like you are too good for me, too perfect, like a dream coming true…” Izuku, being unapologetically himself sniffles into your ear while his fingers find their way into your folds.

“I feel that way too, every time I wake up next to you. Every time you kiss me. Make love to me. Izuku, I love you so much it’s fucking ridiculous.” You move your hips once again and continue doing so until Izuku eases his first finger in. “I have no idea how I managed to stay away from you for so long.”

“We did a really shitty job at that, to be fair. I kissed you twice before we even got together. We slept in the same bed more times than we slept alone.” Izuku mutters with a fond smile on his face. Your hand sneaks towards Izuku’s trousers again, slowly opening the zipper, making some space for Izuku’s poor little friend, who’s clearly suffering inside his tight pants. Izuku uses his other hand to get rid of your panties, you doing your best to hop up from the table so the textile can get out of the way without an issue. Seeing the mess you’ve made already, you guys will need to get a new table before anyone comes over for a dinner party.

“Kiss me.” You pull Izuku close with one hand buried in his unruly hair while the other pulls on his trousers and boxers to finally free his gorgeous fucking dick, because you swear to god this thing between his legs is the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen in your life except for all the other parts of Izuku. You take it into your hand greedily your hand moving up and down on his member, making Izuku moan sinfully as he devours your mouth in the most obsessive way possible. One finger becomes two, then three, your own hand losing rhythm as you get closer and closer to your climax. Without a single thought in your head you pull yourself closer to your boyfriend, slowly aiming towards your greedy folds with his member; Izuku whimpers as he feels your juices coating the end of it.

“Fuck.” Izuku moans and with one swift move, pulls you into him, grabbing you by your thighs so hard it will probably leave a mark.

You’ve never done this… this way. Without protection. It feels heavenly. You can feel his shape perfectly, his skin is so soft, it feels like silk inside you, it’s so different from all the other times, you can’t help but loose yourself in the feeling, sucking him in as much as you can while your arms reach for his neck to pull him closer, to kiss him stupid, he feels so good you are about to reach your climax after only a few seconds…

“Sweets, I need to get a condom, this is not safe.” Izuku mutters but his eyes say a different thing; they are full of lust, half- lidded from the pleasure, cheeks red from the restraint as he slows his pace to a steady, slow rhythm.

“Please…don’t.” You mumble, completely out of it; you are frustrated from being declined your climax, you are frustrated because you know he is right, you are frustrated because he feels so fucking good…

“We need to be sensible.” Izuku sighs, slowing his pace to almost nothing. You whimper. “I’m not ready for a baby yet. I need to heal and go back to my job, I want to marry you and enjoy each other for a bit longer, as selfish as it sounds… trust me, I’m frustrated to no end, because this is so fucking good, but Sweets… you worth so much more to me than these few minutes of pleasure. Thank you for your trust. Thank you for letting me do this. But let’s finish this safely so we can enjoy each other after without stressing about what we had done. Okay, Sweets?”

Your answer is a high pitched, offended whimper. Izuku rolls his eyes and pounds into you once more.

“Why don’t we move this to the bedroom? It’s really hard to kiss you everywhere in this position. Let me love you properly.” Izuku sweet-talks and it works; you pull yourself up to cling to his neck and Izuku pulls you up enough to free his member which you do not appreciate too much. “It’s okay, Sweets, just a few more steps.” Izuku leaves kisses all over your neck while his fingers find their way back inside you, even in this position. You calm down by the time you two get into the bedroom; he puts you down on the bed softly and gets a condom from the bedside drawer. He does a quick job with putting it on, but not without a grumpy sigh.

“You wanted it just as bad as I did, you liar!” You grumble, but Izuku only laughs.

“Of course I did, it felt otherworldly.” He rolls his eyes cheekily. “But this will feel otherworldly too… because it’s you.” Izuku slowly eases himself back, his whole body touching with yours; you are not sure when did you loose your own shirt but it doesn’t really matter.

Izuku loves you slowly and sensually for a really long time; and just as he promised, he made you feel better than ever. It was so romantic and so-so full of love, you kind of forgot how good it felt to have him inside you without the condom in the way. Izuku plops down next to you after you both had the biggest climax of your lives; he’s out of breath but smiles happily at you, pulling you close for a cuddle.

You are safe from here!

“I’ll never get bored of this.” Izuku mutters into the back of your neck. “And I’m so glad you talked to me about my bad habits. This… felt so much better, even though our time together was always good. Thank you.”

“Stop making me love you more and more every day.” You mumble as you leave a kiss on Izuku’s calloused palm.

“I’ll stop if you’ll stop.” Izuku sounds so happy and so carefree you kind of want to cry. This is the first time in so long he’s been able to sound like that. It fills you with pride; you’ve done that.

“Don’t you wanna open that All Might figurine? Because I really want to open that All Might figurine.” You snicker; Izuku jumps off the bed and takes you in his arms, bridal style.

“First we have a bath. Together. With bubbles.”

“Deal.” You leave a scorching hot kiss on your boyfriend’s mouth, who whimpers into the kiss.

“Behave yourself now. I have no stamina left for today.”

“Sorry, sir.” You snicker and let yourself be carried to the bathroom, half asleep in those perfect, muscly arms.

… to be continued!

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Potato ramble:

- Last warning: I’m about to write the last chapter (chapter 27) so if you have anything you really want to see, please let me know! Once I start writing that chapter it’s over so I’ll try to put it aside for a week so you guys can tell me your wishes 🩷

- I posted this chapter earlier than I said I’ll but the next one will be a few days late as Wednesdays are usually my work and therapy days hence I won’t have time to edit it on time! Just a heads up! I hope this being posted before Saturday makes up for it!

- Find yourself a guy like Deku, dude *sighs dreamily* Also, stay safe. Don’t be like you in this chapter! 😂

- I absolutely love this chapter! I hope you love it too! We are getting to the time skip chapters, so hope you are ready!!

- So Deku and that nipple piercing… do you guys think he’ll have the balls to get it done? If he does have to balls to get it done, are you ready to see him? Because as I said, I do have a Vogue cover with Izuku half naked sitting in my art folder, ready to be posted… 😂

- I love Izuku’s innocent way of rebelling. He’s such a great guy 😭 dude I don’t want this ficc to be over, like EVER, I’ll literally cry when this is over 😭

- ALSO, are you guys interested to get an extra KiriBaku chapter which shows how they ended up as a couple? Because I have one, even though I want to re-write the whole thing, but it’s on my wish list so please, if you are interested, let me know! Seeing you guys excited about things motivate me a lot!

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[madara-fate]

Maddy i know it is wrong to feel like this but is it just me or does your blood ever boil knowing you could’ve done a better job at writing some of the characters in naruto(no disrespect to kishimoto)

Well, that's kinda tough to answer.

I wouldn't have changed anything with regards to the characters themselves because I think they were written fine, I just would have changed a few of the things that happened.

Off the top of my head, for Naruto, I would have…

Placed less focus on Naruto and Sasuke - Because they often siphoned attention away from those who would have benefitted much more from it.

Kept Naruto as the loser underdog, and not made him some uber-special child of prophecy - Because it was a lot more interesting that way.

Given Sakura the Jesus no jutsu instead of Naruto - Because it made no sense whatsoever that Naruto was given this ability, despite medical ninjutsu being Sakura’s field of expertise.

Given Sakura more 1 on 1 fights - Because her abilities in Part 2 warranted this, and it would have done wonders to quell the obnoxious “useless” accusations.

Allowed the Konoha rookies to shine more than they did in Pt.2 -Because Naruto and Sasuke completely left them in the dust.

Given the Sharingan less capabilities - Because it essentially became one of the biggest Weapons of Mass Destruction in the series, and the Izanagi is beyond cheap.

Not made it so easy to transplant freaking EYES - Because that allowed for a lot of bullshit to occur.

Given Kaguya more hype prior to her appearance, if she was always gonna be the final “Big Bad” - Because Madara outshined her in every way, thereby leaving fans rather deflated with Kaguya.

Made Naruto vs Sasuke Pt.2 longer - Because as the final fight, it needed to be a little longer.

Made chapters 699-700 MUCH longer - Because nowhere near enough information was given. This was rectified through later material, but still. I’d have extended 699 by 10-15 chapters, and 700 by 5 chapters.

For Boruto, I would have…

Not made Sasuke spend the better part of a friggin’ decade away from his family - Because that was completely unnecessary to relay the message that Kishi wanted to communicate. It was drama for the sake of pointless drama, nothing more.

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I feel like one of the downsides of people only knowing greek mythology from percy jackson or other modern pop culture materials is stuff like this where there is some sort of strange belief that Aphrodite is the only woman Hephaestus has ever been interested in and. That's clearly not the case, a quick appraisal of theoi alone would tell you as much. Hell, he has a mortal kid that ends up being one of the argonauts. The Man Has Fucked.

I think the idea that Hera is totally against DIVORCE too though is particularly funny considering we have an entire damn story where she almost dumps Zeus' ass in and of itself. Granted she didn't go through with it, but that alone still says something.

The romance novels comment specifically is particularly taking me out though. Are they talking about like. A modern era adaptation specifically or.

Listen, maybe we can invent a hypothetical where Hephaestus is still relatively young and possibly sheltered while he's still living with Eurynome and Thetis and/or the other nereides (gee hephaestus how come you get to possibly have 50+ moms). Maybe in that scenario he is still sheltered enough to not know too much about the ways of romance yet.

I still think we can be more creative with that concept. My good friend Kothar-wa-Khasis, eminent magician crafter of Ugarit whose home is in Crete but whose heritage is Egyptian, keeps bothering him and showing up with smuggled contraband his mothers Would Not Approve Of like the Erotical-Satirical Papyrus from the Museo Egizio collection because he thinks its funny.

Hera doesn’t give a shit about relationships other than her own and she didn’t give a fuck about Hephaestus and Aphrodite divorcing BC THEY DIVORCED IN THE ODYSSEY AND THERE IS NO INDICATION THAT HERA HAD ISSUES WITH THAT