#and the trio just fall back into their normal roles

[little-pondhead]

The League’s slow realization that Fenton, Manson and Foley are acting somehow makes everything better and worse at the same time.

I forgot about this.

The whole reasoning behind the Supervillain Danny AU sketches was that his villain persona was the complete opposite of his normal, sane self and hero persona. Danny plays into the Fenton name really hard, and ramps up the “mad scientist” bit, taking inspiration from both his normal civilian life and his parents, thus using just his last name as a villain.

And then I wanted to add what Sam and Tucker might look like if they joined in on his shenanigans. To keep with the “opposite of their normal life” bit, let’s throw in some ghostly artifacts that help the two keep up with Fenton’s madness.

Sam would get an angel’s halo that helps her form ghostly wings, and she’d play into the good-two shoes angelic look, and then she opens her mouth and verbally assaults you. She pins her bangs back and wears clothes that better fit a celestial aesthetic and uses all the etiquette training her parents taught her. Manson looks like some sort of regal angel and people expect her to be the nicest out of all of them. She’s not. Manson is the sneakiest and most bloodthirsty one, and heroes regularly wonder if she has actually committed murder or not.

Tucker takes inspiration from his time as a pharaoh. He has a metal postiche that enhances his physical ability. (Maybe it gives him dreadlocks too, but I like to think Tucker is just wearing a whole ass wig.) He wears a strange mix of street wear and his pharaoh outfit, and throws his tech-obsessed self out the window. Fenton is the nerdy one here, so now Foley is the muscle. Foley plays up meathead American bully stereotype hard. He delights in throwing hands, and hunts down supers just for the sake of a fun spar. (For him not for the supers.) Foley’s favorite people to fight so far is Killer Croc and Superman. Heroes are concerned about what would happen if Foley fought for real, but then they saw what he did to the Joker “as a joke” and decided not to ask any more questions.

Basically, the trio looked at their civilian lives and picked out what they considered “villainous traits” from the people around them that they then played into as villains themselves. If that makes sense. Sam hates how her parents want a perfect child, so she makes herself look like one. She speaks in backhanded comments and has a snooty attitude, which she learned from other rich people. Tucker is constantly confronted by bullies everyday, and all the rogues that come to Amity are always fighting, so that’s what he decides to mimic. Yeah, he now gets to be the big and strong protector of the group, but all his experience with fighting have been bad ones, and that reflects in his style. And finally, Danny. Why does he take after his parents and play into the family name? Because the Fentons are one of the biggest obstacles and source of anxiety in his life. Danny associates mad scientists to pain and other bad things, so even if all he’s being helpful in a really annoying way as a villain, his parents and the threat of the GIW still influence how he presents himself. Because to Danny, those two things are far more scary than a kid with a pirate ship or a man wearing a bat fursuit.

[i-love-oldermen]

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A/n: Heyyyy guys it’s been forever but I like this plot and I’m still not sure what to write for part 2 of my other story. So enjoy this :)

Summary: The boys could tell you would do anything for Butcher, he thought you were just following orders

Warnings: (not the best smut but yk) cursing, age play, grinding, p in v, teasing, fingering, slight dom!Butcher

Even though you were the youngest and quietest you had a designated job, ‘doctor’ was your role. You patched everyone up when they got hurt. You were a nursing student before you were offered to take down supes by Frenchie. Frenchie had been your friend for years so without question you joined and disappeared off the face of the earth.

Although now was a normal day in the bunker for the most part. You were sitting with Frenchie cuddled up to him as you guys watched a movie with Kimiko on his other side. You loved the little trio you had with them. You made sure they were always safe and they did the same for you. Your eyes became heavy as you started to fall asleep on Frenchies shoulder.

You were woken up by Frenchie who was slightly shaking your shoulders but you can hear commotions. You rubbed your eyes, standing up and turning towards the commotion. It was Butcher he was hurt with a gash on his forehead and now wearing a shirt covered in blood that you cleaned before he left. You stood in your spot by the couch watching everything unfold, that’s when he turned to you.

“Oí go get the bloody first aid why don’t ya”

Butcher turned to reveal an even more injured Hughie who was grabbing his side in agony. You quickly went to your room grabbing the first aid kit. Rushing back into the small kitchen you set the first aid kit down, turning to Hughie you wrap a arm around his waist making sure not to touch his cut.

“I got him Butcher” you look up at him as he gives you a nod.

You sit Hughie down on the table. You whisper sweet nothings to Hughie as if he were a child with a boo boo.

“It’s gonna be okay Hughie I’ll fix you up all nice” you give him a caring smile being cautious as you sew stitches in his side.

“Holy fuck y/n can you shut the fuck up and not be a fucking lap dog” the words hurt your heart a bit you always thought of Hughie as a friend. You knew Hughie was in pain so you just sat letting everything fall silent or so you thought. You hear big heavy footsteps echo through the empty kitchen floorboards. Looking up at Hughie you can see the fear in his eyes as it floods his whole body making him tense up. Turning around you’re faced with an angrier Butcher.

“Oí don’t be a cunt to the angel that is stitching you up”

Hughie replies quick “you don’t get it she uh-“

“Bloody I don’t give a rats ass what she does matter of fact” Butcher leans down to Hughies ear before whispering something that came out incoherent to you. By the looks of it you can see Hughies eyes widen and Butcher having a big smirk. After Butcher walks away to the living room , taking a seat that’s facing the kitchen.

“Im sorry Hughie” you say in a whisper hushed tone.

He doesn’t even look at you staring at the ceiling as you finish up his stitches. You help him clean up the blood around his stitches making sure to be careful.

“I got it thank you y/n” there’s a hint of sarcasm in his voice but you just brush it off.

You give him a head nod before going to the living room where Butcher is. You stand infront of him with your hands behind you back.

“Yes y/n” his voice is gruffy sending a special sensation down your spine and in between your thighs.

“Would you like me to check you out” you look him up as if you were scanning for any injures. You see a small scratch on his head.

You see as a smirk creeps onto his face “There is always other ways you could help me love”

You were sure Butcher saw you as nothing else then a child. So obviously he was joking, right? I mean 15 years apart and he always called you kiddo. You shake it the thought from your brain.

You let out a small giggle, not taking anything he says serious. “Here let me help you” pointing to his temple that where the scratch is. He starts to speak but you cut him off “Let me at least look at it” He lets out a sigh. Knowing you won you straddle one of his thighs, gently hovering above his thigh not making contact. You gently grab his face into your hands.

“You see anything, love” you can feel his breath on your neck. As his hands creep onto your hips.

“No I think you’re good but-“ you’re the one who’s cut off by him pulling you down to his thigh. The gasp that fell from your lips caused the British man to smirk.

“Come on” you stayed quiet not knowing what to say. “I see the way you look at me, you sweet angel” he starts to slowly rock your hips back and forth. Your mouth fell open from the friction with the small amount of fabric covering your glistening core. As he leads your hips you couldn’t help the way your lips shuttered as you felt the rough Jean fabric massage your clit.

“Fuck Butcher, please” the noises coming from your mouth were unholy to say at least.

“Tell me what you want, kiddo” the nickname rang through your ears. Kiddo? Really right now? But you just couldn’t help the desperate needy whine that fell from your lips.

Looking up into his eyes ¨Please, Butcher I want to feel your hands all over me ¨ he grinds your hips harder into his thigh which causes a moan to slip from your lips. He grabs your face in a rough assertive way making your lips crash together. Letting out another moan which is hushed by Butchers lips.

The feeling of his lips on yours is intoxicating being able to taste the cigarette he must of smoked and the taste of whiskey faint on his tongue. As you tangle your hands into his hair, his hands find there way to your ass which makes him grab and knead the soft flesh.

He gently pulls away holding your face in his hands ¨How about we takes this somewhere, where I can lay you down darlin¨ He has a smirk on his face.

¨Come with me then, old man¨ As you get up from his lap you feel a slap to your ass, pulling you back towards him.

¨Be a good girl and mind what you say, okay darlin¨ he holds your face in one hand squeezing your cheeks together giving you fish lips. A giggle falls from your swollen lips causing Butcher to smirk down at you.

You attempt once again to escape his strong grasp. Yet your attempt is once again failed by him pulling you back down on his lap so now your back was facing him. ¨Where you trying to go now love ¨ Dominating tone in his voice causes you to push your ass back feeling how hard he is.

¨Come on baby lets go to the room¨your voice comes out as a whisper as you grind your ass on him.

You feel as Butchers hand finds its way to your neck ¨ How about you try your best to stay quiet for me my love¨

Feeling his hand slide down to your shorts pushing them aside. He massages the inside of your thigh as your head falls on to his shoulder. A moan leaves your lips. Butcher is quick to cover your mouth as one hand massages circles into your clit. You bite down on his hand to conceal your moan as his rough hand goes faster and faster. As a knot builds in your stomach and your eyes begin to roll back Butcher stops in his tracks. Hand still covering you whine at the loss of contact. He swiftly removes his hand while flipping you over to face him.

¨Hey there pretty girl¨

¨Shut up and fuck me already”

“See love all you needed was to ask”

The kiss was dominant and fierce as he claimed your mouth in a searing kiss. Pushing down your shorts and taking off his jeans in a swift push. Removing your underwear wear he pushes the tip painfully slow through your folds, pushing on the back of your head to make you watch. You pant, trying to lift yourself up and down his cock while that lightning hot feeling flashes through your stomach.

Without much to any warning he puts all his length in you. You moan at the sensation of him feeling you up all the way, stretching you out in a way that you’ve craved.

Butcher holds your hips in place as he starts fucking into you, the slapping noise along with moans and grunts fill the air. Your lips fall open as moans fall from your mouth, you can tell butcher loves the noise by the way his dick starts twitching in you.

Your legs practically give out, but he kept you upright, clearly not finished with you. With every thrust of his hips, every squeeze of his hand, and every flick against your skin, you get closer and closer to your orgasm. You are screaming out his name as he spills into you, burying his face against your neck as he releases the most unholy groan. it was a miracle he could keep you both upright, but he managed, and he took a moment to admire the way you looked.

He loved how you looked so angelic and weak in his arms.

His lips found there way against your jugular, he begins whispering “you’re mine” over and over again until you hear the commotion of the team coming back

Fuck.

[detectivestucks]

Friday Night Fights

18+ content, Minors do NOT interact

Pairing: Kakashi x F!Reader

Summery: Work is getting stressful and during your weekly hang with Kakashi he finally unleashes all of that stress on your body.

Warnings: NSFW, Hard Dom Kakashi, Degrading, BDSM, Body Piercings, Squirting, Oral, Unprotected Penetration

Word Count: 5.7k

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Running the metal ball along the roof of your mouth, you play with your tongue piercing while you think. You’re reading over the files your team gave to you for revision. It’s near the end of the fiscal year and you are desperately trying to concentrate. Now that you were a team lead, you had more responsibility than you wanted. You really only took the promotion for the pay. Looking over at the stacks of paper in each corner of your desk, you remember how fun it was last year when you were a normal agent. Responsible for nothing and just having fun working with your two friends.

Three years ago you started at your current job. During your training class you made fast friends with Rin and Kakashi. The three of you spent all of your breaks and meals together. After the second day, you exchanged numbers and made a group chat specifically for your inside jokes about management. Then by the end of your first week your trio started a weekly ritual of hanging out every Friday for what you dubbed ‘Friday Night Fights.’

Each week you rotated who’s house you went too. The host being responsible for the evening’s food. The other two, responsible for the entertainment. Usually it was a movie or some kind of game. One of your favorite nights was when the three of you played twister. Rin had to reach her right foot to red and ended up sweeping your leg causing you to fall on top of her and accidentally hitting Kakashi’s face on your descent. You don’t think you’ve ever seen him more angry than when he thought his handsome face might’ve been blemished by your loss.

“Relax pretty boy. Women like scars”

Eventually though, life caught up with you. Kakashi switched departments and you got a promotion within your current one. Rin found a job in her field and you saw her less. Now she only comes to Friday Night Fights once a month, if that. Most of the time it was just you and Kakashi. The games became less frequent and Netflix began to take its place. The vibe shifted from wholesome fun to a flirty standoff between the two of you. Unsure if you want to cross the line from friends to more, even though you were definitely slipping down that slope already.

The last few weeks Friday Night Fights was essential for both you and Kakashi cause work was such a pain. The end of the fiscal year was upon you and there was a lot of pressure to close every project your team had been working on. The final profit report was due and your budget for the next year had to be submitted and reviewed.

Kakashi’s department was just as bad. It didn’t help that he was always going toe to toe with his boss cause she never did the projects correctly and always relied on him to fix it for her. She refused to listen to his advice ahead of time and only seemed to need his opinion a week before anything was due. The helplessness drove him mad.

“She literally dropped the same stack of reports on my desk that I told her last week needed to be itemized! Now I have to sort through two hundred accounts and pull up the breakdown of the services rendered by next Thursday!”

“Why don’t you come back to my department?”

“Cause I don’t wanna lose the pay. It’s not like they’ll give me a team lead role after a year of being in another department.”

“True. Maybe you should just take Val’s job.”

“Seriously. She makes me wanna choke someone out. How did someone so irresponsible become a senior manager anyways? It pisses me off.”

“Nepotism probably. Or maybe she slept her way to the top.”

“Har har. Wish I could sleep my way to the top.”

“Have you seen yourself? You definitely could.”

Kakashi shoots you a look. “Val’s manager is a guy.”

“And you could turn ‘im.”

Kakashi playfully smacks your ass while you finish cooking in the kitchen. You were craving strip steak so you splurged a little this week.

“What’s the occasion anyways?”

“The occasion is called self care. Work sucks this month and we still have a week to go. I wanna treat myself. Just count yourself lucky that I included you.”

“Don’t act like you wouldn’t have shared.”

“I don’t know, I’m a pretty selfish person.”

“Oh please, you're literally the nicest person at the company. You can’t say no to anyone.”

“Hey! I can say no.”

“Psh, yeah right. You’re a textbook people pleaser. That’s why you’re so stressed.”

“Maybe I’m stressed cause my best friend is making wild accusations.”

“Wild?! Hello Y/N, meet delusion.”

“Fuck off!”

Kakashi slaps your ass again before pushing himself off the counter to go look for plates.

“Can you grab the fancy napkins out of the towel drawer?”

“You wanna use cloth napkins?” he says in an almost mocking tone

“Yes. It’s been a shitty week. I wanna be fancy. Sue me.”

Kakashi nearly rolls his eyes as he grabs the restaurant quality napkins from the drawer. You wanted to be fancy yet he knew for a fact you wouldn’t be eating at the table. You plate the meal and grab your ‘fancy’ glass of boxed wine before heading to the living room.

The two of you sit on the couch and eat the potatoes and steak while Kakashi turns on “10 Things I Hate About You.” He always was a sucker for chick flicks which was one of your favorite parts of his personality. You find yourself leaning against him after your plates have been discarded to the coffee table, cleaned of their contents, napkins on top.

Near the end of the movie Kakashi gets a text. He pulls his phone out of his pocket and the title of the sender says ‘Val my Boss’ ‘Bitch’

Come in two hours early on Monday to get started on those invoices

Kakashi closes his phone without responding and throws it down on the couch.

“Everything okay?”

“It wants me there two hours early on Monday”

“That sucks! She’s the worst.”

“Fuckin sick of her”

“On the bright side, you get overtime pay.”

Kakashi scowls at you. “Did I ask for your opinion?”

You nuzzle into him some more. “I was just trying to cheer you up. You don’t have to be annoying about it.”

Something in Kakashi snaps. He turns to grab you. Fingers closing around your throat, “Don’t call me annoying. Didn’t anyone teach you that name calling was rude.”

In your surprise, you felt a jolt of excitement between your legs. You let out a little whimper and the sound was so gratifying that Kakashi lifted his fingers lightly just to regrip your neck and squeeze harder. He shifts his weight so he is fully facing you, leaning inches from your face.

“Maybe I need to teach you some manners.”

You silently nod as you look at him, eyes getting lost in his, excitement coursing through your body. He pulls you forward by your neck and kisses you, immediately shoving his tongue in your mouth. You moan. Your hands fly up to his hair, lightly pulling at the soft tresses. Kakashi mounts you, straddling you so you can’t run from him, not that you would. One hand on your throat, the other behind your head, pushing your face against his.

The heat between you had been building for the better part of a year. You had been imagining this moment for a while but never did you picture him choking you. It must’ve been your lucky day cause the choking was leaps and bounds hotter than any scenario you had imagined.

You push your tongue past his lips and rub your piercing along his inner gum line. Kakashi groans into your mouth, gently nibbling on the muscle between his teeth. You playfully flick the ball of your piercing along the roof of his mouth. He squeezes your neck harder and leans back.

“Shit Y/N, that’s fucking hot.”

He goes back to sucking on your bottom lip while you nibble on his upper one, each getting toothy with the other, slowly starting to pull on each other’s hair more with each passing second.

Suddenly it occurs to you that you might be ruining your friendship and things could be weird after this. You don’t wanna lose your best friend.

“Wait Kash, should we be doing this?”

Kakashi leans back, taking his hands off of you. For a millisecond you regret your words. You want this. You want him. Why the fuck did you stop it? But then you see him reach for his belt buckle and you exhale. You see him undo the clasp, pulling it out from the loops of his jeans.

“I’m so sick and tired of women telling me what to do.”

He wraps the belt around your wrists and tugs at the excess length, lifting your hands up and behind your head, elbows bent at the ears, his arm behind your back as his other hand comes up to your jaw. In a menacing tone he smoothly leans in to give you a piece of his mind.

“How about for once, one of you shuts up, and do what I tell you to do for a change?”

The question nearly knocks the wind out of you. You can feel your underwear soak. The sternness in his voice made you instinctually slip out the words,

“Yes sir”

You part your lips and he's back at them, playing with your piercing before you push it back into his mouth to keep running the metallic ball along his interior. You really were a textbook people pleaser.

The hungry moan from his mouth falls into yours. You want nothing more than for him to spend hours here in this very position but it’s not up to you. It’s up to him to decide how long you are to receive his lips. Which to your disappointment, is not very long.

He gets up off of you and yanks on the end of the belt so that you are forced to lie down on the couch. He slips his hand out from under your back but your body weight on the end of the tether keeps your hands in position. He’s on top of you once more and you can feel his erection through his pants. Your eyes shift down to gaze at the bulge when he distracts you.

Kakashi reaches for the hem of your tight tank and pulls it over your head so that your face is trapped under the fabric. He pulls up your sports bra allowing your chest to fall out of the support. You hear his growl as his eyes fall on your tits. To his excitement you’ve been keeping a naughty secret from him. Each peak lay trapped between two black cones. You had pierced your nipples as well as your tongue.

“Oh I’m gonna have fun with you.”

Oh gods I hope so…

Kakashi dragged his tongue tantalizingly slow over each bud. They were more erect than usual from the hauntingly beautiful man kneeling over you. He lapped at your right nipple, letting his lower lip catch on the jewelry earning a gasp from you.

“F-fuck Kashi.”

Grabbing your breasts with both hands, Kakashi went back and forth sucking on each peak, tugging on your piercing, then blowing cold air on the wet tip before switching over to the other. Your back arched up towards him involuntarily. You wished you could have watched him play with you but instead you were trapped in your own shirt waiting for Kakashi to let you see.

When Kakashi started biting down on your nipples you moaned loudly at the pain. He was enjoying your piercings too much. They already made you more sensitive on a daily basis and now he was out to torture you for his own fun. You started to squirm under him and he slapped down on your tit.

“Ah”

“Be still”

He barked, but he didn’t actually want you to be still. He just wanted to see your internal struggle. He wanted to wreak havoc over your body the way his bitch of a boss was wreaking havoc over his life. For once he was in control and he loved it.

You rubbed your legs together, the arousal you felt was too much. You craved relief.

“Kashi” you whine

“Fine slut, here.” he switched your legs so instead of being under him they were wrapped around his waist.

“Grind on me and make yourself cum.”

You obey, glad to get some alleviation from the flood of need consuming you as his muscle continues to glide over your peaks, tugging and rubbing on the black hardwear. The sensation in your nipples tingling down to the nerves between your legs, rubbing heavily on Kakashi’s lap. You push into his clothed erection, creating heat from the friction. You feel the desire building as you get reprieve where you need it. Little gasps and moans generate under the shirt, as your core works to roll your hips up and down on him.

“Mmmm, keep going little slut. Show me how much you want to get fucked.”

He tugs particularly hard on your nipple as you try to reply

“Gahhh! Yes sir.”

He wished he could see how your face scrunched up as he played with his new favorite toys but there was just something so sexy about you being trapped in your shirt. It made him want to take advantage of you. Like you were some pathetic weakling, waiting for him to destroy you.

You grind more desperately, feeling close to a release. Kakashi begins to mark your chest while his fingers pinch and play with your nipples. He was driving you insane. Your mind clouding as your hips frenzied up and down along the bulge in his pants. Breath becoming labored as you frantically chased your orgasm.

Kakashi released his lips from your skin, satisfied with his artwork but fingers still playing with your tips.

“That’s it. I know you’re close. Show me how much you want me to stuff you.”

“Yes! Yes sir, yes!”

Kakashi was so tempted to grab your hips and finish the job but he held himself back. There was plenty of time left to manipulate you. This was you earning it. To keep his hands busy he brought one back up to your neck, bearing down on your windpipe while the other found the belt, giving it another tug to keep your hands under your shoulder blades.

You slowed your strokes making them big and heavy, tugging your lips through your pants and soon he could feel you shiver against him.

“Did the little slut make herself cum?”

“Mhm” you whine under your shirt.

“Good job” he praises with another swat to your chest.

Kakashi begins to rip down your pants, spitting on your pussy before giving it a wack of his palm. He then pulls the neck of your shirt above your face so that it is still binding your arms together but now you can at least see.

He stands up and begins to shed his clothes. You watch, mesmerized by his towering figure. His work at the gym was yielding mouth watering results and you couldn’t stop yourself from gawking. You wanted to lick between each muscle and leave bruises all along his abdominals the way he marked your tits.

“Lets put this mouth to better use, hmm?”

You nod, looking up through your lashes at him.

“On your knees, whore. Now!”

You slide off the couch to stand up on your knees before him. He pushes your head down to his balls for you to collect them in your mouth. You stick your pierced tongue out to pull them into where they belong while Kakashi strokes his freed boner violently.

You fit both orbs in between your lips and suck, running your pink muscle all over them, massaging them with the stainless steel ball resting at the center of your tongue.

“That’s right. You’re nothing more than a good mouth for sucking on my nuts.”

You hum in agreement and feel Kakashi’s balls tighten as you do. “Fuck, just a perfect little slut. Yes you are.”

You loved his praise. Your eyes closed as you savored the taste of him. He ripped his balls out of your mouth and replaced it with his pink tip. You looked him in the eyes while you worshiped it. Giving light kitten licks before wrapping your lips around it. That’s when you noticed. He had been keeping a kinky secret from you too. Your lips run over a dydoe piercing on the top rim of his mushroom head. Your eyes widen.

“You like?”

You nod your head keeping him inside your mouth. You suck and begin prodding at his slit with the tip of your pointed tongue before rubbing it with the ball in your mouth. Kakashi shivers from the feeling.

You start to take more of him in your mouth, keeping your tongue out so that the round stainless steel end massages his shaft as you bob up and down on him. You can feel the small silver studs adorning his rim rubbing the back of your throat and you can’t wait to know how they feel inside your empty cunt. But you don’t get to enjoy these musings for too long. Kakashi places both hands on the back of your head and starts ramming himself down your throat. You choke and he holds you there. Keeping you down on him. The drool in your mouth starts spilling past your lips.

“That’s a good girl. Keep my dick in your throat.”

Your face was turning bright red as you waited to breathe. Finally he pulled you back. You gasp and pant, swallowing what oxygen you could before he was shoving himself back in.

“Eyes open, I want you looking at me.”

You obey as he bullies your throat. His hands in your hair tilting your face up so he can gaze down on you. Drinking in the feeling of power, having you down on your knees before him.

“You gonna be a good little slut and service my cock, right?”

You try to say yes but it comes out muffled. “Huh? What’s that? I couldn’t hear you.”

You try again but he deliberately starts thrusting in and out of your mouth. “Speak up if you have something to say.”

You try to say yes again but now he is freely fucking your face, ramming himself down your windpipe, while he pushes your head towards him. Hissing from the feeling of your tongue ring at the base of his shaft. He had never thought about how that stupid little steel bar in your mouth could be so useful to him. Now he may never stop thinking about it.

“Good girl.” he coos, “Don’t forget to look up.”

You try but then he pushes himself extra far and your eyes snap shut as your core tightens. You think you’ve had about all you can take when he finally pulls you off of him and spins you around so your face lays on the couch with your feet planted on the ground, displaying your holes to Kakashi’s leering eyes.

He immediately goes to swat at your lips dripping with arousal. The sound of impact is loud as you cry out.

“This cute little pussy is for me, ey?”

“Yes!” you cry.

You want him in you so bad. You need to feel him fill your hole the way he filled your mouth. You are eager to feel just how good his piercing rubs your walls. You wiggle your behind, asking for him to enter.

“You think you deserve a reward for taking my cock in your mouth so good?”

“Please sir”

He brings the palm of his hand down hard on your rear. “You don’t get rewarded for doing the bare minimum.”

Your skin stings from the blow but then it’s washed away from his tip prodding at your entrance. He teasingly enters only half way, stroking you lightly before pulling out and striking you with immense force again. As you cry he reenters you, deeper than before. Stroking in and out hearing your moans before he pulls out again and strikes with even more force. You feel like your skin is burning when he plunges in all the way. He thrusts in and out quickly making you sing before he rips out of your tightening hole to strike you several times. He repeats the brutal process, taunting you.

“You think you’re special just cause you can take a dick? Ha! You’re just a little whore.”

You reply with cries and screams, noises falling out of you from the beating.

“You think you’re special cause I chose to shove my dick in you? Think again slut. You’re just a toy for my pleasure.”

Your skin felt like it was on fire. Your knees grew weak from the game. It felt too good but he was edging you. Giving you pleasure but pulling out and hitting you before you could get off.

He unwraps your wrists and finishes taking off your shirt and bra. He throws them across the room and loops the belt around your neck, tugging on the end like a leash. Your fingers desperately reach up to the leather.

He holds onto the belt while shoving himself into you, taking you from behind like the little sex doll that you are. He rails through you pushing your organs aside while tugging hard on the belt, letting it constrict around your throat as your back bows. Nothing but grunts make it past your lips as the backs of your thighs collide with his hips. With his free hand he keeps hitting your plush behind, watching the ripples wash over your skin.

Your hands find their way to the couch cushions for support but he doesn’t like that. No, you’re not helpless enough like that.

“Spread your cheeks”

“Yes sir” you whisper

You reach behind you and spread your fingers before sinking them into the flesh of your behind, tugging outward so Kakashi could get a full view of your puckered rear and his wide girth gliding in and out of your labia. He groaned at the sight of your beautiful submission. Reveling in the feeling of how much tighter he had to hold the leash now that more of your weight was resting on your neck.

You choke as he wraps the belt around his knuckles. A reminder that you are no longer in control. At work you were in charge of so many daily operations but at this moment you were at Kakashi’s mercy. You were relieved of any choices. Your current master made them for you. Even the choice to breathe had been stripped away and that thought made juices squelch around his member invading your silken cavern.

Kakashi thrusts into you, abusing you, taking out all his pent up frustration on your body. He sees your starting to go limp and lets up on your tether, opting to grab you at your elbows instead. The improved grasp on your body allows him to slam in more forcefully and hit you even deeper than he did before.

Now that the tension had fallen from your neck you were able to properly breathe again. You begin screaming from the new depths of Kakashi’s dick in your slit. Feeling how his ring was massaging you in his assault, dragging along your walls as they squeezed around him.

As much as he savored the sounds of your surrender, he couldn’t have your neighbors checking in on you so he grabbed one of the napkins from the coffee table and stuffed it in your mouth, gagging you so as to muffle your cries. You couldn’t help how noisy you were. The stimulation was just overwhelming.

Thinking it couldn’t get more intense, he shoves you forward so your knees fall onto the couch. He grabs your hair and pushed your face onto the back of it, while reaching around your waist to begin rubbing your swollen bud. He begins stroking again and you feel yourself unravel. Your hands go to grip the couch again when he yanks on your hair to bring your ear close to his mouth.

“Did I say you could let go of your ass?”

You shake your head and bring your hands back behind you. He shoves your head back down and says,

“Grab your elbows. This ass needs some punishment.”

You whine, knowing your bright red skin can’t handle any more spanking but that isn’t your decision to make. You fold your arms behind your back and hold onto your elbows, bent over the back of the couch, your erect nipples grazing the upholstery. He lifts a foot onto the couch, posed as Captain Morgan so as to keep himself inserted as he brings his hand down on your cheek. He feels how you clench up in pain, straining around his girth. It eggs him on as he continues spanking your backside. You flinch and cry but he knows you like it. He feels how you drip. Slick coating your inner thighs.

“Only a whore would enjoy this so much. Tell me, are you a whore?”

You scream into the napkin as he brings his hand down again.

“Answer me!”

You try to scream ‘yes’ but the fabric has you silenced. He snatches it out from between your teeth as he strikes you again.

“Yes!! Yes I love it sir!”

He shoves the napkin back in, satisfied with your answer.

“Fuckin knew it, filthy slut”

With a final slap he pulls your hips back so you’re lined up along the edge of the couch. He stands behind you, one hand digging into your hip, the other still tangled in your hair, burying your face into the back cushion of the couch.

He drags in and out of you slowly, taunting you. Each time coming out to the tip so your ridge feels the metallic studs tug at it. Then he buries himself up to the hilt, pushing in just a little more when he’s flush against your rear. Satisfied moans come from your chest.

He drops the hand on your hip and brings it back to your clit, rubbing circles around it. You squeeze around him and flinch. He leans down,

“Do you like when I rub there?”

“Mhm” is all you can say before he releases your hair to take hold of your hips. He starts driving in. Both hands now placed on the flesh of your waist, pulling you back into him harshly with each thrust. He gains speed, the momentum causing his balls to crash into your clit, replacing the work his fingers were doing. Your face melts into a pleasured expression as you feel that coil of tension, that had been building since his earlier edging, on the verge of snapping.

His brutal pace left his sack crashing into your clit relentlessly. Your face bounces against the cushions until you finally release. You spray as you shake, graffitiing the couch with your fluids, the tingling warmth of the orgasm radiating from your cunt.

Kakashi pile drives into you, not letting you rest, allowing his balls to continue slapping into your swollen, wet clit as you spray, making your jerk violently. He grabs your hips tighter, keeping control of your body so he can continue to pound into you. You scream and writhe, trying to escape his grasp, almost letting go of your elbows to push him off.

Your sensitivity was all consuming and he didn’t care at all. You were a toy, a fleshlight, poised to service him. He was going to take advantage of how tightly your walls were bearing down on him, even if it was uncomfortable for you.

Your cries fell on deaf ears as Kakashi sank himself into you. He pushed you forward on the couch more, making room for him to kneel behind you. He brought up one knee and lifted your leg to rest on top of it, spreading you when you were already too tender to take any more. The new angle deepened his access, allowing him to push your diaphragm out of the way as he chases his pleasure.

You were brilliant. Your sweaty slick covered body contorted to his every whim. The look of your fucked out face turning around to plead with him for mercy where none would be granted. How the napkin was wet around your lips from the drool collecting in your mouth. The bright red on your ass cheeks from taking a beating by his hand and the perky peaks of your tits, rubbing along the couch’s fabric. The cones of your piercings, threatening to snag, tempting his hands to toy with them again.

One hand planted on your hip, controlling the pace, while the other reached up and began groping your chest. He was obsessed with your nipples. The piercings were too enticing. As much as he loved the current position, he needed to see your tits.

He withdrew from inside of you with a loud squelch and pulled you down to the floor, your bare back making contact with the area rug below. You brought your knees up near your arm pits, holding them spread as Kakashi sunk his tip past your folds, stroking in and out of you passionately while his hand roamed the surface of your chest, playing with the bars piercing your buds. You make doe eyes at him as he does, making him smirk with pride. Maybe this is his new Friday night ritual with you. You spread your legs while he plays with your tits.

He bends his head to give them both a harsh suck before he adjusts your legs to go over his shoulders. You hands wrap around his neck as he starts to slam into your corridor. You scrunch up from the intensity. Your head burying into Kakashi’s neck before a particularly cruel snap of his hips had you flinging your head back, nails sinking into the skin at the base of his head, your back arching off the carpet before he leaned forward, bending you in two. He was close to finishing, pounding feverishly into you. The last of his stress melting away as he wrecks your pussy, shredding the inside, rubbing it raw, filling it with his precum. His anger turns to pleasure. Teetering once more on the brink of orgasm. He leans in even more and you fall over the edge, gushing around him, cum dripping from your folds and down your ass crack. Your mewls are muzzled by the napkin still stuffed in your mouth as mascara runs down your sweaty tear soaked cheeks. You are the picture of wrecked and it’s the hottest thing he’s ever seen.

Just as he’s about to burst he rips the napkin out of your mouth and grabs a fist full of your hair to drag your face to his cock so he can shoot his heavy load down your throat. You stick out your tongue and hollow your cheeks to pull as much cum from his shaft as you can, feeling it rhythmically spring to the back of your throat. His salty taste filling your mouth.

When he’s done, you hold the suction and bob your head some more. He flinches but you grab his waist, getting revenge for his earlier brutality after you squirted. He fists your hair and pulls back forcefully.

“Nice try slut.”

You smile up at him, feeling fully fucked out. Smiling back down at you, he kisses your face. He pulls you up but only to push you back down on the couch so he can lay on top of you and sloppily make out while he plays with your nipple piercings some more. You sleepily wrap your arms around him, drained from his pounding. 

“I’m spending the night.”

“Yes sir.” you whisper in your ear.

“Don’t get me riled up again. I don’t think you can take a second round.” he murmurs into your ear before kissing your temple. You ignore him and wrap your legs around his waist, grinding against him with your bare sex.

Stopping you before he gets carried away, he stands up and throws your body over his shoulder like a nap sack. He hoists you up to your bathroom to shower. 

After turning on the water he fingers you under the spray, pinning you against the wall and toying with his new obsession. Your already very weak knees are unable to hold your weight as they quake in pleasure. His digits bury themselves inside you, scoping out the damage done by his length minutes prior, feeling how he tore and scratched you. 

After making you cum a third time, fourth time total, he washes himself off. Then scrubs down your weakened form, being extra gentle around the rug burn on your back as well as your very bruised and beaten bottom.

Turning off the water and drying you both, he pulls your exhausted body to your bedroom, grabbing panties and a fresh tank top from the top drawer of your dresser. You slowly and sleepily put them on as he goes to get his briefs from the living room. When he returns he sees you try to put on pajama pants.

“Absolutely not.”

You stop in your tracks as he strides over to swat at your hand. He kicks the bottoms aside for the crime of trying to hide your beautiful body and takes posession over your mouth. Kissing you as he guides you backwards onto the bed. You climb in together and pull the covers up over your bodies while you wrap your leg over his hips. You sleepily grind on him with your eyes closed, sucking on his face, feeling wiped out from how he ravaged you.

He tickles your ear as he whispers, “You realize you’re not allowed to wear bras anymore.”

“I’m not?” you dreamily ask between kisses

“No” he replies with a pinch to your nipples through your shirt. “I need to see these at all times.”

“I can do that”

“Good slut”

You laugh into his mouth, continuing to kiss him. Excited for next Friday.

Masterlist

[alice-after-dark]

The Red King and the Unicorn (aka Oops I Made Another AU)

Heavily inspired by The Last Unicorn, Howl's Moving Castle, and Beauty and the Beast.

(Image made on Canva by me!)

In a world where the magical is commonplace, feared, revered, hunted, and prized, Vox is a unicorn that has been trapped by a carnival, caged and used as an attraction in their show of mystical creatures. Unlike the other creatures in the show who are merely normal animals with illusions cast upon them by the carnival's master, Vox is real and kept under tight lock and key, his own magic sealed away.

One day three newcomers join the carnival. One is an older man who does slight of hand magic tricks. One is a tiny young woman who is assigned to be a caretaker for the creatures. And the last...a handsome young man with remarkable charisma who is quickly given the role of guide for the creature show.

Vox knows instantly there is something off about this trio. To an immortal like him, they reek of ancient magic. The young man - Alastor, he later learns - is especially potent. He frequently visits Vox's cage at night and talks to him, knows Vox can understand him even if his ability to speak has been stolen. He is mysterious, charming, and enchanting. Vox begins to look forward to Alastor's nightly visits. He has been lonely and treated at nothing more than a prop to gawk at for so long that the genuine contact and connection bring a light back to him.

And one night, Alastor offers him freedom. He only asks one thing in return: Vox must stay with him. Alastor vows not to never purposefully bring him harm for as long as Vox is at his side.

Immortals cannot lie and they cannot break their oaths. Vox knows if he agrees that he will be bound to Alastor for as long as the man desires it. But between choosing a life in a cage and a life at Alastor's side, he makes his decision easily. No sooner has he agreed that he finds himself changing, his body shifting and morphing until he appears just as human as Alastor does. The lock on his cage withers and falls away and the door opens on its own. Alastor helps him to his feet (Vox hangs onto him for dear life as his legs shake and struggle to adjust) and drapes him in a red cloak.

The other two - Alastor introduces them as Husk and Niffty, arrive and Alastor tells them it is time for them to make their exit. Niffty vibrates with excitement while Husk mutters an exasperated "Finally" before they both shift before his very eyes, shedding their human facades like a paper skin. The one-eyed goblin gleefully skitters about the carnival grounds, unlocking each cage and releasing the captured animals, and the manticore takes flight. Once the animals are clear, Husk flicks his finger to ignite a flame on the tip and blows, the spiraling column of flames instantly setting the caravans ablaze.

Vox is so stunned by the ensuing chaos and madness that he does not realize that Alastor has shifted as well until sharp claws squeeze his shoulder and he feels a rush of dark magic wash over him. Gone is the charming young man and in his place is a gnarled creature pulsing with power, black eyes taking in the scene before him with unrestrained glee as antlers twist up towards the sky. Shadows dance around them in a frenzy.

Vox realizes he is staring at the Red King, a monstrous being known for his dark magic, and he is afraid. What deal has he just made with this creature of the abyss?

[pasta-in-the-pudding]

helloooo!! i’ve read a few of your works, and i love the way you write the creeps! i was thinking of a laughing jack, candypop, and jason the toymaker x princess!reader (separately, not poly) the reader can also just be royalty if you want to make them gn :)

tysmm :)

Summary: Jason the toymaker, Candypop, and Laughing Jack with a princess reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: None!

A/n: I heart the clown trio, but they're so rarely requested <//3 I especially love Jason though :3

Credits: Laughing Jack- Creepypasta, Candypop- Creepypasta, Jason The Toymaker- Creepypasta, Pictures- Pinterest, Divider- @ kidcorebuggy

Laughing Jack

He doesn't really quite grasp human politics

Like he knows what they are, but he doesn't understand all of the formalities

So when he goes to events with you (depending on what kind of princess you are, he will most likely be in a human disguise) he gets very confused when seeing people practically drooling all over themselves while acting like you're the most fragile glass vase

But he also thinks it is very funny, and likes to make some of your guests mess up in minor ways just to see them freak out over something he thinks of as so silly

He also likes to go with you to see you in all of your clothes

Watching you get laced up in probably the 12th set of underskirts and corsets, seeing your dressers help you into your shoes, and finally seeing the tiara placed on your perfectly styled hair

Something about it just fills him with adoration for you and makes him fall in love all over again

Of course, he always has to get dressed up too, being your plus one to almost every event

But he does have his moments where he doesn't like your being a princess

He is a very big jokester, he loves to cause mischief and crack up with you

But due to your position, you have to always be seen as prim and proper

Of course, when you are alone you can be yourself, but as for public appearances it is very strict

But he gets his little moments here and there where there can be some mischief

His favorite is pulling you behind a curtain and coming out 30 minutes later with lipstick marks all over his face >:)

Candypop

Candypop sees your role as a princess as more of a character you play

Almost like a cosplay if that makes sense

And he likes to play the character too sometimes

What kind of character? The prince of course!

He acts like a whole new man when playing this role

Candypop is usually a pretty sassy, quick witted and confident guy

But when playing this role, he is the most princely prince you could ever hope for

He knows all the niche little mannerisms he has to adopt and oh baby, he DELIVERS

And when you're finally alone, he just goes back into his normal self like nothing happened

You like to tease him about it sometimes

"Aw, where'd my prince go?"

"I'm right here, doll" he'd say with a grin

Like Jack, he also likes to cause mischief

He might be playing a role, but he's still Candypop after all

His favorites ways to play little pranks is to the officials who consider themselves better than everyone else

Things like ripping their pants, whoopie cushions, etc make him giggle

And no one would ever suspect him because he's known as being so proper

Well, no one except you

And he can tell you know when you give him that little look out of the corner of your eye and a knowing smirk

Jason The Toymaker

Jason gets very excited to accompany you on your royal duties

He insists on helping you sew your dresses

And if he can't make it entirely himself, whilst you are getting dressed you will be able to see him walking around you, occasionally commenting about how the seams aren't sewn tight enough or how a color change would have made the fit look better

Of course, he still thinks you look gorgeous anyways

He is just very picky in what he wants you wearing, only the best!

You can literally be giving a speech and you will feel his hand on your back, using his mini scissors he keeps on him to snip off a loose thread

Surprisingly, he is the only one you won't be able to get into a prince's suit

He's too busy making sure you look good

And I think he'd rather die than wear something he didn't make

Trying to get him into any princely attire is like trying to bathe a cat

But he is more than happy to be announced as "The Royal Stylist" instead!

He would much rather take the background than the spotlight anyways

Though, this does put a little bit of a strain on the relationship, because it would be most improper of the princess to be caught smooching up on her stylist

But it can make it a bit more exciting too

IMAGINE! He is lacing up your corset when a group of important advisors walk in to talk to you

And while they are talking, he continues his work

What your advisors see as him just doing his job, he is actually rubbing your hips lovingly, placing his hand on the small of your back as he reaches for a clip, gracing your shoulder with his hand, etc

giggles and kicks my feet and screams xDDD

[desultory-novice]

"The Only Thing I Know"

"...It's still blood shed..."

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A little sketch for the accidental second (or third?) of the Thematically Noir Songs || Gotye's "The Only Thing I Know"

To me, this is 100% a song about the Summer Trio. Or how they came undone when those bonds were destroyed forever.

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I love how the music in this song feels very cold, desolate, and wintry, just like Shiver Star. And then, it chooses to end on this oddly dissonant, warm, beach cafe music, which to me just digs the nail in further. Because going to the (non-existent) beach in search of a true summer is something that was always bandied about between them.

But Raquelle dies and Noir dies and Adeleine, poor dear, DOES get to go in Kirby 64, but it is not with the two of them at her side...

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Lyrics wise, I feel like both Raquelle and Adeleine fit the "girl that I remember, who'll never leave or need to grow" as one is dead and one literally can't grow older anymore. The word "memory" in this case (the only thing I know) feels like a fitting metaphor for the control gear that locked around Noir after Raquelle's death.

(Frankly, all three of them are kind of trapped in this moment/memory, really)

"When the past gives me no comfort And though the future is the cost..."

-The past being times when things were happy, but that memory stings Noir now, because the only thing from the past he'd kept with him was his pain, which the Sword both fed off of and fed him with poisonous whispers that he could cut it all away and be better off. The cost was everyone's future. No one made it out normal.

"The way I'm choosing to remember I'll forever be the man I never was..."

-Noir is literally physically locked into the bloody role of being Zero's blade, enforcer, and executioner: The Swordsman. A role painfully unfitting for the sorrowful and wistful, ever-dreaming, deeply protective, all bark-and-no-bite teenage boy...

"And you, you fade But the memory remains the same"

"And I, I can't change And I think living with your memory Is slowly driving me insane."

-Same as above, really. What he did and the knowledge he cannot take it back is eating away at him and even speeding along the change into Dark Matter.

The last part, the B part following the long instrumental, feels like Adeleine's chance to finally say something about the situation Noir carefully crafted for her by caring about her so much that he...was too afraid to open up to her before things got THIS bad.

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"You are perfect but you're empty And it gets so lonely in my mind"

"Cause your image in my memory's The only shred of you that's left behind" -He was the perfect big brother, at least, on the surface. Again, he never let her in and now she's left trying to reassemble a truer picture of what her brother was like without him and she's got so little to work from...

"You were real and but then you left me And that's the part I can't accept

So I'll keep on living with your memory Because it's all that I have left..." -As I alluded to in the Haircut From Hell comic, Adeleine has this kind of understated, defrosting horror in the back of her mind that Noir's "gift" to her (his curse) was to die while accidentally trapping her in the memory of a time when he was still alive

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For the drawing, though it is a loose and hasty sketch, I did try to convey a few things, particularly in the way everyone's hands are being used. Raquelle has both her hands around Noir's shoulders (or neck) as if she's trying to cling to him mid fall. But that positioning echoes the idea that it was her death that locked the collar...

Noir has never needed to use his hands to wield the heavy sword, but here, he metaphorically holds it, taking "responsibility" for this death. But doing so keeps him from otherwise reaching out to her (as he didn't truly snap out of his emotion-dampened blood-haze till it was too late) and it keeps him from reaching out to Adeleine too... 

Though the tails of his scarf appear to try...

For as opposed to the star-crossed pair, tangled in each other's arms in a doomed fashion, Adeleine is but a singular figure forlornly walking away from the scene. She is alone and seems to know it. Her eyes meet no one's. One hand of hers is full with the Brush, but the other is still open. Yet there is no one to take it anymore.....

[nervoustimetravelpost]

'Help! I'm a Fish' x TWST AU

The main roles are filled by Yuu, Ace and Deuce.

They are close friends, with Ace taking on the role of 'Fly' in terms of his actions and mannerisms. Though the role of 'Chuck' is sorta shared by both Yuu and Deuce, and lastly the role of 'Stella' is Yuu's, though it is more so the case when she is with Grim.

Grim can speak, which can be surmised by him getting a small amount of the potion but not enough for him to transform completely.

Story beats:

The three goes out fishing, but are caught in a high tide (Ace being knocked out in the process and falling unconscious), with Deuce and Yuu stumbling across the boathouse of professor Crewel (just thought he fit), a fashionably, eccentric but kind chemistry professor who has a deep interest in marine biology and its uses in chemistry.

He reasons that climate change will melt the polar icecaps to produce marine transgression within the next century (aka BIG FLOODS). But professor Crewel has developed a potion to transform humans into merpeople, along with an antidote to reverse the process.

The professor would tell Yuu and Deuce of the ingredients and how only one ingredient changes the compound to the reverse, and asks them to film him taking the potion to prove its capabilities. They agree, but something, something, water problems, something, something, keeping the place from flooding. Which leaves a now waking Ace in the room with the potion, to which he drinks, believing it to be water or juice.

Ace then turns into a crabmerman, and stumbles in his stupor out the window into the ocean, and is carried away by the current.

Deuce and Yuu returns to find him gone, and looks for him, with Deuce fearing he has fallen out the window. Yuu checks the camera, which was still running and witnesses Ace's transformation and subsequent fall on the recording.

It ends with Yuu, Deuce and Crewel sailing out to find him, but are caught in a storm. Yuu decides to drink the potion and continue the search underwater, though both Deuce and Crewel are heavily against it. But she takes a swig and jumps off the boat, and disappears beneath the waves.

But Deuce soon joins her when the storm becomes much worse, the boat capsizing and Deuce being necessitated to drink. Though before he can do so, Crewel is quick to warn him that he only has 48 hours to turn back to normal or he, Yuu and Ace will stay merfolk forever. Deuce grabs both potions and takes a swig of the other, and jumps in. Leaving professor Crewel behind. Though in the midst of his transformation, his grasp on both bottles slips and they disappear (the human one is gone for good, but not sure how that would happen).

Though the mermaid one lands safely on the seafloor, the cork being loose and leaking the potion. Attracting a octopus which were hiding from two moray eels. They consume it, transforming into three mermen.

While the twin morays are marveling at this and having fun talking with one another, they have completely forgotten the octopus which they were hunting, who reaches out for the bottle and corks it. The merman, now known as Azul succeeds in talking the two moray eels from eating him as he now has bigger plans. That being to create a civilization of merpeople, to which he can overthrow humanity with (I'm not sure how he would come to this, but him wanting power over others is also a good motivation, especially newly turned merfolk who he can easily manipulate).

This immediately gets the twins attention, and they agree to assist Azul as his subordinates (as long as they can have some fun).

Back with our trio, now turned merfolk.

Yuu finds herself on the seafloor alone (now a shrimp mermaid), but finds a curious creature known as Grim who she befriends. Ace (crab merman) then finds Yuu, and they play around (very much unaware of the severity of the situation and their time limit), and lastly they swim into Deuce (mackerel merman).

While Ace is over the moon and unconcerned for their current predicament, Deuce is the opposite and points out they they only have 48 hours to turn back or remain like this forever. Ace is still relaxed and unbothered, as he tells that this so so-called professor probably has an antidote at hand, which Deuce says he has, which makes Ace say "see, nothing to worry about. Just put it here". But only now does Deuce find out that he no longer has it, and begins to scour around.

This leads to an argument between the two, on who is more careless. Yuu quickly interjects and states that professor Crewel taught them the recipe to brew the antidote. And pints out that it is the same as the mermaid potion but with one extra ingredient (not sure what).

But Ace is a kill-joy, and points out that it will take 'sooo long..." to gather all the things, and that it isn't even guaranteed that the ingredients are native to the area.

It is at this points that they met a group of other merfolk, who asks them if they are on their way to see Azul? They inquire who this 'Azul' is, and the merfolk begin to laugh like the answer was obvious. Though the laughter soon dies off, and the group takes pity on them and tells of Azul Ashengrotto: the harbinger of merkind, and how he through his miracle potion has granted seakind sentience only comparable with humans.

The three perk up at the word 'potion', and play along, saying they of course know who Azul is, and that thy were just lost on their way to see him.

They tag along with the group of merfolk, though Deuce and Yuu are worried, as they don't know what waits them or how they are even gonna get their hands on the potion. Ace reassures them both, saying it can't be that difficult.

He is very wrong, as they arrive at a sunken oil tanker filled with other merpeople, including many armed guards.

though Ace loses his nerve, they can't turn back as they are forced inside by the excited crowd.

To be continued

Sorry for the sudden stop, but I am still figuring this story out, and hopefully I can soon release the rest.

But what do you think so far?

[itsmistyeyedbi]

Playing book 4 and this scene is so cute. Zuri was so relieved that Tina was still excited to see her here🥹

Its making me think about this post, specifically how the Zuri/Tina dynamic contrasts the Zuri/Bobby dynamic despite being pretty fairly similar.

The lines were (are?) blurred between them too, but they had 'old married couple' vibes instead of 'weird lack of boundaries' vibes. Their relationship is as close as these two can get to A and N's dynamic considering that they're, well, not the same lol (they definitely don't have as many years on them, and I think Tina is more secure than any of them).

They've know each other since high school, with Tina making sure that she wasn't one of the many surface level friends Zuri had (and Zuri is a sucker for anything that makes her feel wanted, so there maybe possibly was a bit of a crush on her side, platonically or otherwise).

She's been there for the deterioration of Zuri and Rebecca's relationship, the bittersweet holidays and birthdays, the descent from people pleaser to performer (which Tina didn't question too much because 'hey, shes ultimately doing nice things for people right?'). Both of them witnessed the ups and downs of being flighty teenagers in a small town.

Then they went to university and everything went to shit, with Bobby playing a significant enough role in it for there to more obvious hostility between them (they were a trio of friends at some point). They ended up having a pretty big falling out after getting their honours degree, with them rekindling their friendship after they've both moved back to Wayhaven - which Tina did after her honours and Zuri did after dropping out of her masters.

So they've for sure seen each other at their best and their worst - and Tina knows Zuri's best could be a little better. Their relationship has definitely grown though, with Zuri being more vulnerable with her than she's been in ages from the moment they got back on track. Zuri doesn't have to dance around her. Being known by her isn't the anxiety inducing tightrope walk that it is with Bobby.

But she knows how much she hurt Tina and still carries that guilt with her, so she isn't as secure in their relationship as she could be. She's terrified of losing her.

So when she gets sucked into the supernatural world, it feels like there's a barrier between them again and it makes dealing with everything she finds out in book 1/2 feel heavier than it already was. Tina could feel it too, and it started stressing her out... until she figured out what it was. Then they were both able to breathe easier, despite being worried about how it would impact each other. Tina doesn't have all the details, but she knows enough to watch out for her a little (and enough to give her LI a good talking to about her concerns lol). Their relationship starts feeling like their adjusting to a new normal instead of growing apart.

But then Zuri becomes an Agent, and a new person enters the picture. And she's starting to feel like she's being replaced. Just a little. By someone Tina seems invested in in every way - in ways she couldn't be with her. Someone she can't bring herself to attempt to trust. Suddenly, that distance from before feels like nothing compared to the chasm between them now (this is Zuri’s perspective though, so it isn't the most reliable lol).

Seeing Tina light up like that helped assuage some of those fears though.

[ericmicael]

And the new episodes of "Frozen Podcat" have arrived:

5 - UNREST IN THE ENCHANTED FOREST

It's finally lunch time for the soldiers, but they want to hear the story

At the fire Disa tries to think of a plan to solve the fire, but Elsa uses her powers which again makes Disa amazed when she sees the Snow Queen

While Elsa contains the fire, Anna and Disa find Bruni and the Snow Queen calms the salamander in the same way she did in F2, and with that done the fire goes out

At Arendelle Castle, Mattias reports on the current situation of the kingdom after all this confusion, and in the end he praises Kristoff for his role as leader, leaving the blonde embarrassed

Wolfgang while helping to collect the debris laments Magnus's disappearance, until suddenly Gale returns. The Duke's nephew has to be calmed down by Olaf and Kristoff, and the Lord himself consoles Astrid, the other magpie

Wolfgang once again mentions Kristoff's proposal to become an industrialist, even talking about when he himself would inherit the Duke's titles, but his cousin Albert stole his place and he says that this is the first lesson he will teach Kristoff: be careful with Albert

Astrid, on Wolfgang's orders, begins to help collect the debris, but takes Olaf's arm instead and takes some time to return it, but the snowman doesn't take it personally

And then a rain of frogs begins in the kingdom

Back to the soldiers Mattias explains how a "rain of frogs" is just a situation where frogs are carried by the wind which gives the impression that they are falling from the sky like water, etc.

In the Enchanted Forest, the trio of women find pieces of scorched metal and just seeing one of them irritates Bruni, confirming that they are the cause of her outburst. The pieces are also made of copper like the mechanical spider. Elsa believes that the automatons are visitors from Arendelle that Anna allowed to enter the kingdom, she fears that she will not be able to deal with it and that she needs to understand this situation, but Anna supports her and they promise to deal with it together

The women find a trail of pieces and eventually the automaton that Anna finds very similar to Wolfgang's mechanized lamps, but before they can continue talking the Earth Giants awaken.

6 - MAGNUS' RETURN

The soldiers are very interested in the Earth Giants, which makes Mattias want to tell his story about them, F2, but returns to the current story

Elsa has difficulty sensing the giants and Disa even considers using the vibrations of the ground to find them, but eventually they manage to find them just by looking. They are afraid that the giants will arrive in Arendelle, they don't know if it is possible, but Elsa doesn't doubt it. Disa questions if Elsa can control them, but she just says that she can figure out what's bothering them and fix it. Anna cites the destruction of the dam as an example of the strength of giants

They notice a mechanical reindeer near the giants and, to save it, Elsa creates an ice rink and the three women go skating to get there quickly. Disa even questions why Elsa doesn't move like that normally, but Elsa says that Nokk is faster. But they don't arrive in time and the reindeer is crushed and to the trio's surprise the giants seem to have calmed down and return to the forest

They cut open the reindeer discovering that it had raw copper, implying that it was mining the material, which makes them openly suspicious of Wolfgang. The sisters fear that Kristoff and Mattias could be in danger because of Wolfgang, and even though they believe that Magnus could be a spy, Anna sends a message to Mattias warning him about Wolfgang

At the castle, Astrid laments Magnus' absence while Kristoff coordinates the removal of the frogs. Olaf ends up getting in the way as he adopted some frogs and told him his secrets, but the frog runs away from Olaf

Kristoff laments that Anna cannot see the rain of frogs that he identifies as Gale's actions. As Wolfgang questions Mattia about not going to protect Anna, the conversation soon turns to Kristoff and his idea of making him an industrialist. Wolfgang advises Kristoff to hire bodyguards and official tasters to deal with the dangers of being an ice collector, but Kristoff denies the advice. The ice collector believes that being an industrialist would make him focus only on work, which he doesn't want in life. Wolfgang understands his thoughts, but as he speaks he seems to talk more about himself than about Kristoff

Sven arrives, and soon after the people of Sankerhus who are distraught without their queen. Following Wolfgang's advice, Kristoff goes to talk to the population, but ends up getting complicated, Olaf doesn't help, and ends up being saved by Mattias, who has more leadership capacity.

They return to find Wolfgang playing a musical instrument and enjoying popcorn and cappuccino? (I was confused about it but I think it was cappuccino) Mattias helps himself and so does Sven after some confusion

Mattias praises Wolfgang's musical performance and the Duke's nephew says that his dream was music and opera, but he ended up becoming a man in the industry. He even tries to end the conversation, but Kristoff shows interest, which surprises Wolfgang who talks more about his dreams and desires about music and opera until Magnus arrives. Magnus brings a letter from Anna which he refuses to hand over until Wolfgang intervenes, the letter reveals the discoveries about Wolfgang's machines in the Enchanted Forest which leads Mattias to order his arrest, but the Duke's nephew pleading innocence and orders his birds to collect evidence to prove your innocence

[the-sun-princess]

Emi Plays Revue Starlight: El Dorado Part 12

I KNEW THIS WAS HOW HIKARI WAS GONNA TALK ABOUT MAHIRU BUT STILL AKJHDFKJH

bitch

ok ok karens a nice! miguel akjhsdf

i love you karennnnn

junna obv in on the supporting gf

OK I COULD IGNORE THEM REVISITING THE OTHER BEACHES BUT GOING BACK TO HOKKAIDO AKJSHDF THAT ISNT A LONG DAY TRIP AKJHF

mahiwu....

mahiru rlly is the best at deciding what she needs to do after her one revue with karen. she def has the mostt.....mmmm perspective? of her own flaws and willingness to deal with them

ohoho

i love sharp n pointed mahiru

also i like that even tho mahiru is getting her revenge on nana she's also like 'we have to do this together'

yeah mahiru's not wrong that nana's own lines as alejandro are ...well maybe not Better than amemiya's but more true to nana's own interpretation

lol movie imagery

GOD. I LOVE MEAN MAHIRU

MAHIRU STRAIGHT UP PICKED NANA UP AND TOSSED HER INTO THE FUCKING OCEAN IM CRYING

oo and amemiya is independently starting over production on her own this time instead of masai dragging her along bc obv. nana lines nana

interesting....the twilight theatre lights didnt kick in on full force yet

soggy

how drenched do you have to be to Still be dripping wet on the way back from hokkaido to tokyo. the shortest trip is like 3 hours by plane. was mahiru just sitting next to her on the flight back dumping water on her periodically. or did they get back to seisho and mahiru picked her up again and dropped her into the pond in the courtyard

soggy nana bursting into the class-b revue akjshdjfh

soggy nana but also in alejandros outfit bursting into it. but oooo an alejandro that KNOWS what his father is doing.....that's very fun

ajkhf i just cannot get over mahiru chucking nana in the ocean

snort

i do kinda like that its making nana go Back to being 'everyone's banana' while mahiru is soundly rejecting the supportive role she's played til now

like nana has always had her fingers in every pie and doin everything to the best of her ability. even if that ability was holding everyone else back

mahiru meanwhile has never truly managed to prioritize Herself. she's gotten better at it. but needs to toss it nana to the side ocean

the fuck is that flavor masai

ah no ghosties this time and yet goddammit let masai finish her thought

mahiru n nana just in the rehearsal room

mahiru's really good at cheerful scariness lol

nana n mahiru practicing way too hard go girlies

butter cheese stew ramen is Not Good apparently

mm i never like how mahiru talks about having to be careful about not overreating when in a role like girl just eat the same u normally do or things will be too big

nana oh my god

tfw u spend 60+ years in a self-inflicted time loop obsessed with One girl

nana dont fall asleep at the table they havent even busted out the sleeping bags

mahiru is Not a model student she was gonna break back into the dorms carrying nana akjfh

nana the fuck you mean 'here' there's NO WAY youve never slept over at school with class b

snort mahiru sibs have to sleep around their big sis like a pack of dogs

futaba on a train? oh and mahiru n maya

ah no wonder the new national trio is together

god fuck dammit image limit

<<part 11 part 13>>

[beanghostprincess]

I am so delighted to see we can send platonic ship and that you are insane about it!! (same here i love it so so much, tahat all my life) so what about Nami&Robin or/and Nami&Zoro

there are so many people asking me my opinions i can't believe y'all actually care about what i have to say ilysm <33

nami/robin: i love them and i wish they had more scenes together in canon :(( i love that they share a room and their beds are literally next to each other. i'm sure that they cuddle when they sleep. no doubt about it. robin reads out loud while nami does her nightly routine with makeup and stuff and then they talk for a bit before falling asleep. i love that they're the only girls in the crew but their role isn't just that. they both keep the guys in place but robin has that silly, satiric dark side that scares nami sometimes, and nami has that impulsive, thief side that robin loves too. and kjsdcjksdnjkasd they make me ill. they have girl nights. they go shopping. they talk shit about people together. they eat sanji's food together. nami talks about how much she misses her girlfriend (vivi, i miss you too. come back) and robin comforts her but instantly nami complains about her "not getting it" because she has her husband on the damn ship!!!!! then nami goes and hugs robin back again. i think they're the smartest and brightest girls ever and they deserve all the love. neither of them has ever had real friends and now that they have the chance to live freely, they finally can hang out together. robin is older and tbh i think she sees nami as this cute, young, brilliant girl with so so much potential. and nami sees robin as, like, this older, mature woman that's also her bestie and that's awesome!!! a lot of people ship them romantically but i personally see them as besties or sisters ngl. i think robin is still getting used to having friends like a normal person and nami teaching her how to enjoy life is so,,, so beautiful,,, they also have their own shenanigans and i need them to have wayyy more scenes together c'mon!!!

nami/zoro: i am so not shutting up about them i apologize- i love them. i am obsessed with them. we need to talk more and more about them. "they're overrated" they should be. they deserve it. i fucking love everything about these two. so, so much... the thing that makes me like them it's probably the fact that they're part of the romance dawn trio, and i'm very nostalgic about those three. they're all important to luffy, of course, all of his nakama are. but... there's just something about zoro and nami being the first ones that makes me insane. they're the ones that had to deal with luffy together when they first met, and ever since, they've just been sooo chaotic. i'm happy opla gave them scenes together (uhhh not so much the fact that people see them romantically. it's obvious they wanted to make them romantic. please don't, netflix, i'm watching you) because they mean so much to me! they have this lesbian/gay solidarity and hostility (yes, at the same time) that i LOVE. i'm obsessed with zoro being all edgy-wannabe (he's just quiet lmfao his dramatic gay ass wanting to be a dark swordsman is so funny) and nami like "??? shut up you're just dumb". the fact that they argue and zoro complains about her manipulative behavior but still always helps her and saves her every time,,, that's so,,, i love them. i know we all say zoro is luffy's guard dog, but that's not true. zoro is luffy's cat and nami's guard dog. he stays behind nami protectively with a dark stare and nobody dares to approach her bc they know they'll die if they try to hurt his navigator. he'd never admit it out loud, tho, but he cares for her an insane amount. and she loves him too. thinking about them cuddling when it's too cold and zoro's just the perfect pillow!! zoro braiding nami's hair!!! nami helping him clean his swords!! they look after the other all the time,, and they are the ones that know luffy the best, of course they're going to be the first ones to talk things out together if something's wrong with him. also, my zolu shipper heart needs to say that nami would be the first one to find out about them. in every universe. i love them.

[06wastherealsa3allalong]

Fic Masterpost

Forced Into the Wild: Eggman launches an attack that reverts anhomomorphic animals back to just normal animals. We watch the fallout of that as Tails+co deal with the situation. Current status: Chapter 35/36. 73,897 words.

A Spark of Lightning: Surgeamy fic (currently holds the title of longest surgeamy fic on ao3 :D)! Amy gets in a fight with Surge and very quickly falls for her, but also sees that she needs help. We follow their troubled situation. Current status: Chapter 6/?. 11,663 words.

I'll save you again and again and again: Written for The Sonic Library Secret Santa 2022! Prompt: sonadow time travel. Follows Shadow trying to prevent Sonic from getting infected by the metal virus. Current status: Completed one-shot. 5,406 words.

Sonic's Christmas To-Do List: Christmas fic with the classic brothers! Follows Sonic trying to convince Tails Santa is real because he's 4 and deserves it. My personal favorite (i think)! Current status: Completed one-shot. 3,633 words.

Project Polarization: Written for The Sonic Library January Prompt 2023! Prompt: mind control/amnesia. Eggman has a new plan, one that might take out Sonic for good. Current status: Chapter 1/2. 3,367 words.

Grew Up Too Fast: Conversation between Sonic and Shadow reminiscing on the past. Short and sweet. Probably the shortest fic I'll ever write. Current status: Completed one-shot. 526 words.

How To Bake a Mint Chocolate Cake: Valentine's fic where Sonic tries to cheer up Tails by baking him a cake. Sonic is a bad cook. Shenanigans ensue. Current status: Completed one-shot. 4017 words.

The Kingdom's Lost Prince and Healer: Written for Sonic Platonic Fairytale week day one: Rapunzel. In which Shadow takes on the role of Rapunzel, Rouge is Flynn Rider, and the Babylon Rouges are the Stabbington Brothers! :D Current status: Completed one-shot. 7310 words.

find the meaning in the stars: Written for The Sonic Library March 2023 Prompt: super forms. ARK siblings angst where Shadow is given a mission from Maria to find a reason for her to like the stars so much. A The Fall™️ fic. Current status: Completed one-shot. 3182 words.

A Responsibility To Carry On: Written for The Sonic Library April 2023 Prompt: transformation. Follows Tikal looking after Knuckles as he grows up. My new personal favorite fic I've written c: Current status: Completed one-shot. 3761 words.

Hold For Sixteen: A simple fic where Espio's a little stressed about what happened back on the Mirage Express so Vector prescribes him a trip to fish with Big. Current status: Completed one-shot. 2102 words.

Once every year, and it happened to be tonight: A metamy fic written for a friend in which Amy decides to revisit Little Planet, and finds she wasn't the only one. Her and Metal reminisce. Current status: Completed one-shot. 1512 words.

Not perfect, but memorable nonetheless: A fic written for a friend's birthday where Cream has a sleepover with Charmy and things go terribly, terribly, wrong. Current status: Completed one-shot. 2366 words.

The Weird Tail Trio in: The Case of the Console Caper!: Written for The Sonic Library Secret Santa in July 2023! Tails, Belle, and Tangle team up to take on a case where someone took a gaming console from the Spiral Hill library. Current status: Completed one-shot (with potential for a sequel/series). 2282 words.

Shadows of Ashes: Written for The Sonic Library July 2023 prompt: Disguise/Puppet. Sonic is the only one that remembers the events of 06 and Mephiles is back. Current status: Chapter 1/?. 2611 words.

The Weird Tail Trio in: The Mystery of the Missing Emeralds!: A fic written for a friend's birthday where Tails, Belle, and Tangle team up once again to take on a case where the chaos emeralds mysteriously go missing. Current status: Completed one-shot (that is a sequel to my first one). 4327 words.

Forget again and again, but I'll remember you: Written for The Sonic Library August 2023 prompt: Dreams/Memories. A metamy royalty au where every day Metal meets a familiar pink hedgehog and every night Robotnik scrubs his memory of her. It doesn't end well. Current status: Completed one-shot. 5563 words.

believe me darling, the stars were made for falling: A fic written for a friend's birthday. Masquerade ball metamy with a little Metal and Sage siblings sprinkled in there. Current status: Completed one-shot. 2422 words.

[ouranbutworse]

Anime-Manga Comparisons, episode 16.

Continuing on from the last scene from the last post, Misuzu invites Arai to have tea with the group, and Haruhi namedrops a ‘Kazumi’ who we never see. I assume they’re actively avoiding her to not get dragged into host club shenanigans. In the anime the twins are sat at the bar, with Mori, Honey and Kyoya at a table next to them, but in the manga they’re all around the one table with Haruhi and Arai at another, and Tamaki on the floor shredding up his guidebook for a hamster happens in both, for the consistency. He also cries in embarrassment when Arai laughs at him, and Kyoya and Honey have to comfort him. (Kyoya tells him not to be embarrassed, like it’ll help at that point, and Honey offers his bunny)

In the anime all the whining is Hikaru’s doing, but in the manga Kaoru is just as judgemental too, and Kyoya questions if they’re trying to pick a fight with Arai instead of saying Hikaru is being critical. (pot calling kettle again!) and Haru and Arai have a conversation about watermelon. It’s still Hikaru who makes the inciting comment about Arai clearly being interested in Haruhi, and the flashback plays the same. We don’t get to see the useless trio (Honey, Mori, Kyo) in their police uniforms as a callback, though. That’s anime only.

Kaoru’s cute little sick act has Hikaru jumping up in bed in genuine concern in the manga, and we see a little flashback of Kaoru and Tamaki talking about how ‘this’ is all about growing up. The whole arc, I assume. This is where episode 19 of the manga finishes, and it starts episode 20 and ends the Karuizawa arc, but of course, this isn’t where it ends in the anime. We’ll talk about it later! (I should stop saying that, we never talk about anything.)

The twin maids from the anime don’t actually exist here in the manga, so it’s actually Kaoru who comes into Haruhi’s room and gets her ready for the date, which is very cute. Haruhi is sweetley naive and doesn’t question that he’s lying, but instead worries because he was fine earlier. Also, the reason why they don’t just go back to the pension is because Kaoru threatened to never speak to Hikaru again if he fucked up. Love that. Kaoru is definitely my favourite twin.

We see the hosts nearby in a cafe in the anime, but in the manga they’re just a distance away from the couple, and also they’re all in disguise. My favourite disguise is Honey dressed as a little girl. In both versions Tamaki glances up at the sky, and in the manga we see a little flashback of Misuzu explaining that mountain weather is unpredictable and they should bring an umbrella.

During the ice cream scene, after Kaoru grabs Tamaki to stop him interfering, Hikaru mentions that he wishes Kaoru was there, and Kaoru cries and then the roles reverse as Tamaki has to hold him back from interfering. The rest of the club sit back in the ice cream stand to eat ice cream (except for Kyoya, who hates joy) and the guy actually running the stall begs them to leave.

After the hosts actually leave, after a montage of Haruhi and Hikaru being totally normal, Arai appears again to spoil everything, but it’s all the same in both, so we’ll skip ahead. In the anime Misuzu answers the pensione phone to Arai asking if Haruhi and Hikaru are back there yet, and then Tamaki calls Hikaru’s phone, but in the manga it’s Hikaru who calls Kaoru to get him to send a car, and Tamaki snatches the phone to yell at him. While Hikaru is running around looking for her, Kaoru phones him back to tell him he called Arai and was told that Haruhi ran off after him. He still finds her in the church, and when she’s startled she jumps and bangs her head on the table. In the manga his headphones are switched off and Haruhi calls them gross and soggy, but in the anime it plays Shissou, because of course it does.Hikaru also only apologises when she falls asleep, so she doesn’t technically forgive him. The rest of the hosts come to collect two of their youngest, Hikaru bites Tamaki’s hand, and the narrator says the useless trio did nothing over the summer.

KyoKao watching over the others like omniscient gays doesn’t happen in the manga, unfortunately, but they are positioned separately from the others, watching Honey about to pummel the fuck out of the watermelon with a stick. I assume they all died after that.

Also, Misuzu thought Tamaki was so cool during the phonecall, and asks him to marry her.

Episode 16... the arc isn't over yet!

[starlightwayfinder]

🍜 and/or ⛓️ for the Wayfinder Trio

(For the friendship ask game)

🍜Food — how do their tastes in food differ? do they have a favorite meal to eat together? do they ever cook for each other, whether it be a nice meal as a gift, or a nasty one as a prank?

I fully agree with the novelization that Terra isn’t particularly into sweets, but Aqua and Ven love them. Terra’s pretty health-conscious anyway, so it’s fine that he doesn’t. Since Ven is from Daybreak, he has slightly different tastes. If/when he remembers, he’d make them some foods from his past...which they would eat to be polite 😆 (the Ephemera special…)

Aqua is the best cook/baker, but Terra and Ven still take turns making food and snacks for everyone after training. They’ll sit outside and have tea together if the weather is nice—though with Ven’s track record he might need coffee to stay awake.

Also: It’s kind of funny the first time they try going to Scrooge’s Bistro. None of them really know what they’re doing since they’re only used to making their own meals… 

⛓️ Chains — how do they respond to learning about each other's trauma, or what holds them back?

(long answer incoming)

First and foremost, everything they deal with—ESPECIALLY for Terra and Aqua—is worsened by the fact that they believe it’s spurred on by the darkness. They’re scared of falling a second time, and the way they view it, a lot of their negative thoughts come from an outside source. (You could argue they’re right in some cases, but there are also plenty of times when people are just… sad. And it’s perfectly normal.) That guilt feeds into whatever they’re dealing with and makes it way harder to reach out for help for fear of being judged. 

Terra feels that his role is to take care of Ven and Aqua, so he can be especially tight-lipped about what’s troubling him. He remembers things from his possession in dreams, and not always having the context for those memories makes them worse. He didn’t fully realize the extent of Xehanort/Xemnas/Ansem’s actions at first, so there’s an added layer of guilt whenever he learns more about that. 

His connection to the light gives him an occasional vision of the future, like in BbS. Terra doesn’t know what to do with those visions though, so they can unfortunately be more upsetting than helpful. Ven and Aqua don’t know about this.

He can be self-isolating at times, and Ven and Aqua have to pry if they want him to open up. Of course, having them around helps immensely, and they always surprise him with how understanding and supportive they are. Terra appreciates physical affection the most, so Ven and Aqua are more than willing to hug and cuddle with him when he’s feeling down. Words of affirmation and praise are a huge deal to him too, (which is part of why he was so willing to listen to Master Xehanort in BbS to begin with.)

Terra and Aqua know something’s up with Ven since he doesn’t get consistent sleep. It’s something he struggled with when he first came to live with them, so it’s not unfamiliar—just sad that it started happening again. 

Terra knows a little more about Ven’s history thanks to what Xehanort told him, plus they were both manipulated by him. Whether he realizes it or not, Terra is a big role model to Ven, so if he can forgive himself for what happened, Ven will have an easier time forgiving himself too. 

Ven is a little hesitant to share anything with Aqua out of fear that it will change how she sees him, but it just builds more trust between them when he does. 

On that note: Ven’s an interesting character to me because while he struggles with a lot of deep fears and complicated emotions, he can turn around and help someone else through the exact same feelings in a heartfelt and mature way. He’s sensitive and empathetic—not in the literal sense, but because he remembers his own experiences and what he needed to hear to heal from them. (He embodies a big theme of the series in that way: that “hurt” ultimately serves to bring people together.)

As for the form of affection that means the most to him, I’m going to go ahead and project with “gifts”. He has his wayfinder from Aqua and wooden Keyblades from Terra, his telescope from Eraqus, photos on his Gummiphone, letters and drawings and postcards in his room... Terra could give him a pebble from the garden and it would go on his windowsill forever. However, it's not the gifts themselves that are precious to him. Like he tells Stitch and Peter, friendship is more than an object—and the real treasure is the love that the items represent. They just serve as a tangible, visual reminder of that when he’s alone. 

(The flip side of this is true too. The others understand if Ven excitedly gives them like… a dandelion or something, in his eyes it’s a special thing and symbolizes a lot.) 

Aqua has a ton of trauma from the Realm of Darkness, and unlike the others, she remembers it all. It’s worsened by their trips there to search for Sora, and eventually Terra and Ven have to force her to take a break from going. She can’t really grasp why even when she’s safe and back home those feelings and memories are still plaguing her, but trying to ignore them doesn’t help. Ven’s the first to catch on to just how bad things are getting for her, and he pulls her outside to sit and talk things over. (In 0.2, she mentions that Ven helps keep her darkness away—I think that’s literally true, considering that he has so much light in his heart.) Terra does his best to help Aqua too, and he can definitely relate to her struggle with the darkness. 

Quality time is what Aqua likes most. It doesn’t matter if they’re cooking or doing chores or training, she just likes their company to make it brighter. It’s also nice for her considering how much time she spent alone.

[nerdiel-has-no-braincells]

I’d Die For You

synopsis: lavi fully acknowledges his feelings for you. but his role as a bookman keeps him from pursuing a relationship with you. could he dare try?

cw: nsfw, cursing, fingering, penetration, clit rubbing, masturbation, bj

fem!reader

Not proofread

a/n: This is my first nsfw story so please be nice ( ; ω ; )

You were beautiful, that much was obvious. You were kind and fit in well with everyone else. Lavi’s feelings for you grew from day 1 as you were his type.

Normally when he met a woman with his type, he’d develop heart eyes and would be so stricken with their beauty that he’s almost lost his life before.

But with you, it was different.

The day you were brought into the Order, Lavi had just returned from a mission with Allen and Bookman. Lavi felt as if he was about to pass out like he always does when returning from missions. The Order was a safe place, and he could feel that he could let loose a little, but only a little.

He was a Bookman, or a jr at least. He had been raised by Bookman since he was a child after his life was saved by him and he had gone through training specifically for the day when he becomes a Bookman himself. He was fully prepared and knew to keep others at an arm’s length, to not let anyone else get close to his heart. Not after the friend he made years ago.

But there you were, you were walking alongside Komui as he was leading you to Hevlaska, your hair waving behind you, your eyes wandering what would be your new home, full of spark and wonder.

What made you different? Why did his heart race as soon as he saw you? He felt his cheeks begin to turn a dusted red, never taking his eyes off of you. As you came closer, his heart began to pound loudly in his chest. Komui looked up and perked at seeing the three of them back.

Stopping in front of them, he introduced the trio to you, and you to them. He noticed your eyes stayed on him for a few seconds too long before they shifted to Allen who asked a question. Your lips pulled into a smile and Lavi couldn’t help but notice how gorgeous your smile was, your eyes crinkling at the corner, it made them sparkle more. And your laugh, god your laugh. It was like listening to the most harmonious melody that made him gulp.

Lavi knew what love was but he had never felt it. Not until now. This time, it truly was love at first sight.

As the days passed, the feeling only grew in Lavi. He had been assigned some missions with you and Lenalee solely to study your innocence. He would study how well your clothes fit to show off your curves, how well the skirt you wore lifted just right when you sat to show off your thighs. Every time he would notice these things, he felt his length hardening. Often at times he had to excuse himself in order to relieve the pain that laid under his pants. This time was no different.

This mission had been deemed a success and they were on the train ride home. You were exhausted and had leaned against the window sitting in front of Lavi. Allen had been equally exhausted and had passed out on another bench, leaving Lenalee and Lavi awake.

Lavi had been staring out the window as he rested his chin in the palm of his hand. His eye occasionally glancing at you while you comfortably slept. He took notice of the rise and fall of your chest, your jacket had been unbuttoned for your own comfort. With the way you were laid against the window, he could see your cleavage. His eye would travel down from your sweet, angelic face down your neck and cleavage to your hips and thighs. Every glance made his pants tighter.

He couldn’t take anymore and asked Lenalee to keep watch over you as he excused himself to the bathroom. Lenalee was happy to do so.

Closing the door behind him, he unzipped his pants with one hand while unbuttoning his jacket and shedding it off with the other. Taking his pulsing cock into his hand, gripping it with a slight pressure before he began stroking it.

Using his free hand, he lifted the hem of his shirt and placed it into his mouth, biting onto it to avoid getting cum on his clothes.

Continuing to pump his hand along his cock, he occasionally rubbed his thumb over the tip to rub pre onto the rest of his length, careful to not overdo the teasing of his tip.

Panting, he began to stroke faster, giving himself a squeeze every now and then. His shirt had fallen out of his mouth as he did his best to contain his moans, a few of them quietly slipping through.

“Ah, (y/n).” He moaned. He felt the knot in his abdomen begin to tighten as he came closer and closer to his release.

A knock sounded on the bathroom door and it caused him to stop completely. Cussing quietly to himself as he was interrupted from riding his high, he felt annoyed at whoever interrupted him.

“Occupied.” He exhaled, trying to even his breathing.

“It’s me Lavi, I was just checking up on you.” You spoke up. “May I come in?”

Shit. Shitshitshit. “N-No, don’t come in! I’m -“ he said as he was coming up with an excuse.

You opened the door and looked at Lavi, who had sweat dripping down his face before your eyes traveled down to his exposed length. Your eyes widened and a blush dusted your cheeks. Lavi felt like he could die, he ruined every chance he could ever have with you, not that there was much of one.

You quickly closed the door behind you to keep from anyone else passing by. Lavi felt his cock twitch as you stood in front of him at his worst.

Your eyes went back to his face before your cheeks turned a darker color causing you to look away. How could you look at someone you just caught masturbating to you? He hoped you didn’t hear him say your name amidst the moans that escaped his lips.

Fidgeting with your skirt, you found it hard to bring up what was on your mind, biting your bottom lip. God you were sexy, he thought as he stared at you, waiting for you to say something, anything.

The way your arms pushed against your breasts accentuated your cleavage and by fiddling with your skirt, you exposed more of your inner thighs that Lavi dreamed of having wrapped around his head. Every single thought made his cock twitch with excitement, a movement he couldn’t control as much as he wanted to. He didn’t want you to think he was a pervert, even though he was.

Looking back up at him, Lavi felt his checks turn red.

“How often do you do this?” You softly asked.

Lavi felt like a statue, did you hear him? How often have you? Did you catch him as his visible eye wandered over your body the way he wished his hands were able to?

Pulling a nervous smile, he decided to play dumb. “I-I don’t know what you’re talking about, (y/n).”

“Please don’t play dumb. You know what I’m talking about. I heard you say my name, Lavi!” You pleaded with him.

Well, there’s no use lying or pretending. His smile faltered as he looked away from your face.

“You don’t really want to know.” He clenched and unclenched his fists, completely forgetting he was standing in front of you with his cock out. A blush appeared on his cheeks as he remembered and began to shove his hardened length back into his pants.

You reached out and grabbed his hand to stop him. Lavi stared at you with wide eyes, his face turning completely red.

Once you realized what you did, you jumped and released your hand, your face the same shade of red. Looking away, you thought to yourself, contemplating on how to move forward. Closing your eyes shut and reopening them with determination as you went down onto your knees in front of Lavi.

“Whoa (y/n) what are you-?!” Baffled, his voice was louder than he wanted, only realizing it when you shushed him.

Taking his cock into your hand, you were shocked by how soft the skin was, but you could feel the hardness of his girth. It was pretty, you thought as you examined it. You could see veins on it, but it wasn’t too veiny, no hair, porcelain colored except for the tip, which was a pinkish-brown color. He wasn’t too long, but the girth left you feeling nervous. He was indeed thick.

You looked up at Lavi. His face was red and you could see the lust and wariness in his expression. His adam’s apple bobbed as he gulped seeing you near his cock. You felt it twitch in your hand, which made you gently trace your hand alongside it, using your nail to lightly scratch as your hand went from the base to the tip.

Lavi let out a shaky groan, his body shuddering as you continued to trace the veins on his cock. He continued to watch you through half-lidded eyes, curious as to what you were going to do next.

Tucking hair behind your ears, you leaned closer, tongue sticking out as you licked the pre that had bubbled out. Lavi’s breath hitched as your tongue licked up and down his length before your deliciously pretty lips wrapped around his cock, taking him in, bobbing your head to ease your throat as you took more of him in until your lips touched the base.

He quickly reached his hands to hold the side of your head. His eyes shut closed trying to calm down. Any more and he felt he was about to cum and he didn’t want this to end just yet.

Your eyes innocently stared up at him as you waited for him to compose himself. You could feel that he felt good, you could feel his cock pulsating and as much as you didn’t want to admit to him just yet, it made you feel good too.

You had actually been standing outside the bathroom for a couple of minutes when you first heard a leaked moan escape his lips. The sound of his moans had reverberated into your chest down to your abdomen, blossoming into heat in between your legs. It was when you heard your name escape from his lips that you decided to take action.

You noticed the way he looked at you, how his gaze would linger. You did the same to him because you felt the same. Once you met the 6’ 1” man, you felt such an attraction to him. It was unreal, but out of every man that you had met prior didn’t hold a candle to him.

And here he was, masturbating to you. You. He felt the same as you did about him.

Whining, you reached under your skirt and circled your clit while using your eyes to beg Lavi to let you move.

Lavi felt his heart quicken and he nodded before letting go of your head. You were horny and he wanted to take care of you. You immediately continued to bob your head as you played with yourself, occasionally moaning from the pleasure, your throat vibrating around his cock, which drove him wild. This was nothing like Lavi had ever imagined and he didn’t know how he could go back to masturbating after feeling you suck him. Not too long after you began, he felt a tight knot forming in his abdomen. He knew he was about to cum. Through his panting, he let you know, which you hummed in acknowledgment, vibrating his cock once again.

“F-Fuck. Ah-!” Lavi groaned as he felt himself release down into your throat as he found his high.

You pulled away from his length and opened your mouth, sticking your tongue out to show you swallowed his cum.

Fuck. That was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen and he felt his half-hard cock become alive again. Cursing himself, he pulled his bandana down to cover his face, apologizing.

You placed your hands against Lavi’s hips as you stood back up. Once your hands were pulled away, he heard shuffling. Pulling his headband back up using his thumb, he watched as you shed your clothes down to your bra and panties, tossing them aside. He knew you had a great body, curvy and all around gorgeous, but seeing you like this was more than he had ever expected

Twitch

Curse his cock. It was a dead giveaway to what he was feeling, one that you noticed since you came in. Taking a step closer to Lavi, you gently gripped him once again, sliding your hand up and down his length as you leaned against him, pressing your almost bare chest against his sternum, smiling softly.

Leaning closer, you stood on your toes, slightly opening your mouth. It was at that moment he felt something in him snap.

Putting a hand on the back of your head, he crashed his lips into yours. Shocked at the sudden kiss, you squeezed his cock, causing him to moan into your mouth. Tongue licking along your lips, you granted Lavi access into your mouth, his tongue had tangled with yours while he occasionally bit your lip.

Breaking away for a moment to catch his breath, he looked directly into your eyes that glistened with want and need. He wanted to make you feel as good as you made him.

“Can I touch you?” He breathed.

You nodded as you closed the distance between the two of you, taking his lips. The hand Lavi had on your head moved forward to your cheek, caressing it with his thumb as his free hand felt your body, starting at your waist before sliding his hand down to your ass, giving it a squeeze. It was plush and with how big his hand was, it wasn’t enough to take it all in. His grip loosened and he took his hand away before smacking your ass cheek, causing a moan to leak out of you.

He very much enjoyed that.

Smacking your ass cheek once again to get another moan out of you, Lavi played with the waistband of your panties, pulling it out and letting it snap against your hip, a yelp escaping from you. Smiling to himself, he lifted your leg and held it up against his hip. You automatically wrapped it around him.

Lavi took his time as he felt your thigh, how great it felt in his hand. He then slid his hand down to your warmth. He could feel your slick through your panties - you were soaked. Pushing your cotton panties to the side, he used his index and ring finger to spread the folds, his middle finger stroking back and forth, making sure to spend a little more time teasing you around your hole, which emitted a whine from you every time he did so.

Breaking the kiss, he kisses from your lips to across your jaw before settling on your neck where he proceeded to bite in the areas where the collar of your exorcist jacket covered. He felt the need to mark you as his, to let others know that you belong to him.

He decided you had enough teasing, feeling that you were wet enough for his liking as his finger entered your hole. Feeling your tight walls squeeze his finger caused him to moan against your neck as he continued to leave love marks, licking them as soon as he was done before moving to another part of your neck. His free hand moving from your face down to your breast, pulling down your bra so he could begin kneading your mound, flicking and pulling the bud.

Entering another finger, then one more as he pumped into you, enjoying the feeling of your wetness gathering around his fingers.

“L-Lavi, I can’t…I’m cumming.” You moaned, holding onto his shirt.

He pulled away from your neck to give you a kiss on your forehead, cheek, and nose before he looked you in the eye. He wanted to see the expression you make when you cum, he wanted to be the only one who saw you this way, an expression reserved for him.

“Go ahead (y/n). Cum for me.” He whispered, curling his fingers to hit that special spot within your gummy walls.

He loved your expression, your eyebrows upturned, eyes glazed over, tears forming in your eyes, with a bit of drooling.

Pumping into your hole faster, he added his thumb by rubbing against your clit. This made your body shudder, your moans escaping louder than intended.

Lavi leaned his forehead against yours, shushing you.

“Don’t let them hear you. That’s reserved for me and me only.” He growled, staring you in the eye.

You’ve never seen him this serious before, and it turned you on more. He looked like a hungry wolf, ready to devour you.

Closing your mouth, you contained your moans.

Lavi felt your walls squeeze around his fingers, your body giving away your coming orgasm. Your legs starting to give way.

“Mm…cumming!” You moaned as quietly as possible.

Lavi could feel it. He felt the spasm of your walls as your orgasm gushing into his hand, a low groan escaping his lips. If you felt this amazing around his fingers, imagine how you would feel on his cock, which kept twitching and leaking pre. He wanted you, badly.

Taking his fingers out of you, he made sure you kept your eyes on him as he licked the juices off of his fingers.

God you tasted delicious. A sweet nectar that was reserved for him.

He couldn’t wait any longer. He placed his hands below your ass and picked you up, walking forward and gently sitting you down next to the sink. Placing your arms around his neck, you pulled him to you, kissing him once more.

“I’m putting it in, ok?” Lavi whispered, his hand on his cock, giving it a few pumps.

You nodded. “I’m ready, go ahead, Lavi.”

Lining himself up with your hole, he gently pushed the tip in, keeping an eye on you to gauge your reaction as his thick head began to split you open. Pushing further in, he felt you tense a bit, which caused him to stop, looking at you with a worried expression.

You shook your head and smiled at him. “I’m ok. Keep going, please.”

Lavi continued to press forward until he felt himself bottom out. God you felt amazing - so tight around his cock. Just feeling your walls surrounding him made him want to cum, but he wasn’t anywhere near done yet.

“I’m going to start moving, ok?” Whispering gently to you, he waited for your nod of approval before he slowly pulled out, leaving the tip of his cock in you.

Wanting to be gentle, he began to slowly thrust into you. He wanted to be gentle until your body became used to the feeling of him.

Eyes on you, he read your reaction to him before he began to thrust faster bit by bit, adding a snap to his thrusts, causing a high pitched yelp to come out.

He loved the sounds you were making and it made him want to hear more. Adding harder and faster thrusts, he knew he could hear more from you, and that’s exactly what happened, including his own grunts and moans. Being quiet was a hard thing to do when you felt this good, nice and tight against his cock.

He couldn’t take anymore as he felt that he was overheating, so he ripped off his shirt and lowered his boxers and pants. He wanted to feel more of you and the clothes were getting in the way. Why did this have to happen in the train’s restroom when he could had laid you against a bed to feel your body against his? He regretted not taking you earlier or later when he was around one.

You wrapped your legs around Lavi’s hips and pulled him closer to you, close enough to where he could feel your breasts against his chest, the only article of clothing that was in the way was your bra and panties and one of them had to go.

Opting to not pull out of you, he settled for the bra. With one fell swoop, he unhooked your bra and tossed it to the side. He could now feel your bare breasts against him, but it wasn’t enough. He wanted you closer to him, to be crushed by him.

Pressing his lips against your neck, he lifted you up once more and held you against the wall, getting as close as he could to you, your breasts squished against his chest, his hands on your ass, it felt amazing. He could feel himself go deeper than he already had. The only problem was your whines and moans became louder as he kept hitting that sweet spot inside your gummy walls, mixing with his own grunts and moans.

“You’re so tight (y/n).” He moaned into your neck. “Feels so good.”

Lavi began to pump into you, slow at first, making sure that he hit your sweet spots as he pulled out and thrusted back in.

You tilted your head back against the wall, biting your lip to muffle your moans, and Lavi took advantage of this, kissing and lightly biting your neck and jaw, being careful to not leave any marks where it can be visible. He couldn’t let anyone know about his desires for you, especially Bookman.

Gripping your ass, he stopped thrusting which emitted a whine from you. God it was sexy. Pressing his lips against yours, he raised your body up, the safety and comfort of your walls leaving his cock until it reached the tip before letting you go, bringing you back down the shaft and connecting with his abdomen. The action caused you to squeak, the pressure of Lavi’s cock as it filled your cunt. He continued to do this action a couple more times before he couldn’t hold back anymore and began to thrust into you.

You felt pleasure beyond what you expected. As Lavi pumped his cock into you, he felt your walls clamping around him. He enjoyed the tight squeeze as your cunt kept pulling him back in.

“Ah, Lavi, I-I’m gonna-“ you squealed. Lavi nodded and pressed his lips against yours, licking your bottom lip to open your mouth so he could taste you using his tongue. As his tongue wrestled with you, his grip on your ass tightened, his abdomen tightening as he felt his release coming as well.

Thrusting into you harder, the sound of skin slapping skin resonated within the bathroom. You moaned against his mouth as he confined to sloppily kiss you, he didn’t care how he kissed you, he just needed to do so.

“Lavi.” You moaned his name against his mouth. The sound was heavenly and it caused Lavi to thrust into you faster, as he chased after his own high. Gripping his hair, you pulled Lavi further into you as you let out a high whine, your walls squeezing against his cock as you orgasmed.

Lavi’s breath hitched as his own orgasm followed, filling you up with his cum.

Breaking the kiss, the two of you leaned your foreheads together as you try to catch your breath. Looking into each other’s eyes, you felt that things were just right, like you were meant to chase after him today.

To be honest, you were interested in him to the point where you developed a crush, but you’ve heard of a Bookman’s role from Lenalee so you decided to keep your feelings to yourself, that was until you heard Lavi moan your name. It was then that you knew your feelings were reciprocated. But the role of a Bookman was a lonely path.

To Lavi though, you were worth it. He was prepared to say goodbye to you one day, but now, he can’t live without you.

As Lavi pulled out and set you down, the two of you silently put your clothes back on and stood there, unsure of what to say to each other as you avoided eye contact while trying to think of something to say. You both opened your mouth to say something but opted to close it instead.

Choosing to fill the silence, you look at Lavi. “Lavi, I-“

Your sentence was forgotten as Lavi gently placed his hands on the side of your face as he kissed you. Breaking the kiss before you could react, Lavi placed his head on your shoulder.

“Bookmen aren’t meant to have emotions, to only stay on the sidelines. And yet, you stole my heart (y/n).” He spoke in a low tone.

Smiling, you wrapped your arms around his head as you leaned your own against his.

“You stole mine too, Lavi. I was prepared to keep my feelings one-sided.”

Lavi chuckled as he raised his head to look at you, smiling. “So was I. But I can’t now so, would you mind being mine?”

A grin appeared on your face, your heart so full of love. “Of course!”

Lenalee smiled to herself as she pushed away from the door and walked back to the cabin where they sat in. She knew the two of you had feelings for each other so as soon as Lavi left, she woke you up and told you that she was worried about Lavi and asked you to check on him.

After a while, the two of you were gone for so long so she decided to check on you only to hear the two of you confess to each other. She wanted nothing more than for her two friends to find happiness.

After all, doesn’t everyone deserve to find love?

I miss Lavi so much ( ╥ω╥ ) It’s been 84 years since he was last shown

On the note of the Titanic, my heart goes to those who lost their lives in the recent submarine incident as well as their families. 💔

D.Gray-Man is created owned by Katsura Hoshino

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I love Zeta, she was my first SSR in Granblue, she's strong in both character and gameplay, but this announcement of a new Grand version of her is kinda really pissing me off, and is part of the larger problem with recent Grands in GBF.

I haven't been around super long in GBF (~2019) so I don't know the entire history behind them, but Grands used to be/are primarily: the Zodiac Generals, main story related characters, followed by anniversary event characters (which is in a way the new main story).

You have some that don't directly fall into those categories: Grimnir and Co (I don't remember what their designation/grouping was) which do tie in to WMTSB even though they don't directly feature, same with Helel, and then the Six Dragons, most of which were released before they became story-relevant in 'And You'. But both those groups also make sense as Grands because they're Primals or primal-adjacent, these guys are stated as being super-powerful, even if their gameplay roles might vary. There are some Grands, like Cain or Nehan, which don't fall into the 'super-powerful' category, but they fit either through their main story or anniversary event relevance. Plus, I like them, and in the case of the Idelva Trio, are direct upgrades from their SR versions, much like the Grand versions of the main crew.

It just makes sense!

Until recently, meaning the release of Grand Jeanne, who is neither main story relevant or anniversary relevant, doesn't feature in an event series, and most crucially, already had a 5* uncap (she also had a summer version but that's whatever). And while YMMV, she's not really notable among the Granblue cast, unlike Grands that would come later. like Grand Cagliostro. I'm loathe to speak against her because. she rocks and could kill me with a snap of her fingers, and while she isn't a Primal, she is one of the strongest in the skies. But she is part of this thing that started with Grand Jeanne, the addition of new versions of characters into the Grand pool despite not fitting the previous criteria and already having multiple alts and/or 5* uncaps. Though I suppose you could make the anniversary event argument for Cagliostro, since she does feature lightly in WMTSB, it doesn't really fit. And the real reason she got a Grand alt, from my perspective at least, is because she is popular and long-staying character, as well as a fan favorite.

Much like the Grands that would follow her: Narmaya, Lancelot, Charlotta, Percival, and now Zeta: all new Grand versions of long-standing, recognizable Granblue characters which also already have multiple alts and 5* uncaps. (Aside: you also have Poseidon, Lich, and Kaguya, which were normal summons in the game prior and fall into the 'powerful Primals' category, despite having little story content or relevance. And yeah, with the upcoming Zeta one, you could say that she has the anniversary event relevance through Home Sweet Moon... which was 2.5 years ago. Yeah, they do tend to release anniversary relevant Grands on the 1 year later rerun of said anniversary, but this is 2~3 years after the fact AND after she already got a new variant of her debuting with said event. That variant, Water Zeta, worked because, despite being after her 5* uncap, sets up for Home Sweet Moon and ties in with the new alts Vaseraga and Beatrix alts for her comrades and Eustace's 5* uncap being through the event. And while I'm interested that the new Grand Zeta will be prologuing the new event and that the writers will be continuing the Society and Moon storylines, I'm not thrilled by this trend of them trying to sell already released characters back to us, even if it is a character I really like.

Which I suppose is a thing that Granblue has been doing the entire time, but it really feels amped up in recent years. And while tier lists should not be the be-all-end-all, if you take a look at the top positions, they're mostly occupied by Grands (which are limited, just reoccuring ones) or other holiday limiteds.

TLDR; Gacha Man Mad About Gachas