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[toranoya]

Jack’s rage

@chaoticxgays​

"You have Jamie?" Jack mumbled, staff lowering. How? He was just with Jamie a few hours ago!

Jack's face again contorted into anger. But he relented, lowering his staff.

"Fine. If you let Jamie go. What do you want, Pitch?" Venom laced the others name on Jack's tongue. Last time he fell for this, Pitch double crossed him and didn't intend to let Baby Tooth go. If Pitch does that again....

=

Pitch smiled as he stroked Jack’s cheek almost condescendingly. Oh the rage in Jack’s eyes made him want to humble the newest Guardian even more, not to mention the revenge for his hand in helping defeat him all those years ago.

Of course, Jack should have known that the Boogeyman would always be back in time. Humans would always have fears and nightmares after all, just as well as they had hopes and beliefs.

“Well that is not a very congenial tone Jack, how about you start by going to your knees and apologizing?”

[irxnlegacy]

@chaoticxgays asked: "Actually only female spiders lay the eggs. Males don't help in rearing the young. You're thinking of seahorses~." You can't see the smug smile behind the mask but you can hear it in his tone. -Spider-man

⚙️ → ❝ I dunno what the hell ya are. A male, a female, a pig, a dino. You could be my granddaddy for all I know. I never see ya without the mask. But I'm still gonna KICK YA ASS if you keep playin' with me. ❞

[hitandrunduorp]

@chaoticxgays​ from x

“S-Sorry, Izu...” He mumbled as he hurried into the other’s room. Last night was a haze, and now he was just feeling quite embarrassed... and having a slightly hard time talking. “I didn’t really know who else to talk to...” His speech was off, as if something was wrong with his mouth... or specifically, his tongue.

[keywcilder]

@chaoticxgays asked: “You have pretty eyes.” -Adrien (chaoticxgays)

sora blushed and stared into his bright green eyes. ' so do you. your eyes are beautiful as well, adrien. ' he kissed him on his nose.

[thedarklightphoenix]

Continued from [X] with @chaoticxgays​

   Everything seemed to have moved in slow motion as he was knocked off his feet out the way of the gunshot. His eyes widened as he saw the blood leave his boyfriend’s body. As he landed on the ground he looked up to see the gunman lowering his weapon for a brief moment as realised that he missed his intended target.

   After a beat of silence, his hand raised to his sword as the area air around him shifted with the light in his eyes. Gripping his weapon, he shot towards the gunman, increasing his velocity towards the man causing the both of them to crash harshly into the wall, he heard the satisfying sound of bones breaking as he glared at the man with a bloodlust in his eyes. He was going to kill him. He was going to kill him for hurting Gar. With the man below him already in pain, he raised his sword ready to deal the blow. For someone who hasn’t taken a single life even when serving Ra’s Al Ghul, he could probably live with dirtying his hands with the blood of someone who would dare take Garfield away from him.

[speedsterredhead]

“I need to punch somebody,” -Gar (chaoticxgays)

“How about we go visit the punching bag in the gym area instead. To prevent the issues we are about to have.” Wally offered, not wanting fist fights.

@chaoticxgays

[muralmxse]

Our First Date [ Closed rp ]

For @chaoticxgays || Nathaniel Starter

A certain artist was walking to the cafe, severely nervous for this afternoon. It was the good kind of nervous and the kind of nervous that wants to eat your up and swallow you. All it would take to notice was by the way his bag was clutched in his arms.

Then again, Nathaniel Kurtzberg has his reason to for his first date.

Yes, his first official date. The akumatized experience he was glad to never remember as it would only make him feel worse.

Needless to say, he was already feeling slightly guilty about the second akuma mishap he was a part of with Marc Anciel. He gave a small blush thinking about the writer. After he was saved, Nathaniel had taken a few days to profoundly apologize to Marc for assuming the worst. And did make up for it, at least he hope he did, by getting Marc another notebook.

Then after over six weeks passed working on their comic together, Nathaniel began to catch feelings for Marc and had gotten the nerve (aka bullied by Alix), the redhead found himself asking Marc out... in which his partner surprisingly agreed!

And now he was here, sitting by the cafe waiting. Only hoping that everything would go well. If not...

[rexelectus]

● – || @chaoticxgays​ gets a lil starter for Zuko. 

● – || He had been told to expect visitors for at least two weeks now , and still the company of which he was told to expect were not exactly . . . on the top of his list of people he wanted to see . Well , that was a lie , he was fond of most of them . . . All but one . Today was not exactly a day that Noctis wanted to be present for . It seemed they were getting a visit from the famed Prince Zuko . Whatever his rank was now , Noctis cared very little for . He had done so much [ [ h a r m ] ] to both the Southern and Northern Water Tribes that , at this point , there was little that could reverse it in his eyes . 

Still , despite all of this , Noctis sat beside his father in the throne room . His bright , blue eyes looked upon the entrance of the room as he patiently [ [ a w a i t e d ] ] for the doors to open to reveal their final visitor . As to be expected , he wore traditional Water Tribe clothing , very similar to that his sister had worn the night she lost her life . 

They just had to get through this introduction and then there’d be either dinner or a dance , or nothing . Noctis hoped for nothing , as he was not social in the slightest . As a royal , he needed to [ [ p r e t e n d ] ] to be in order to make diplomatic relations with the other visitors . All of them had come , at this point , from all around the world . All that was left was the last one to arrive . . . 

At the sound of instruments welcoming one more , Noctis’ eyes hardened as he saw the boots make their way through their throne room . 

“ . . . Welcome .” He said , just loud enough for his singular greeting to be heard. 

[stonexcxld-archived]

Deuce, is gyros one of your favorite foods?

Random Anon Dudes || Ask Answered

mentioned: @chaoticxgays

       ❝ Sure, they're not bad. Though I kinda like a little bit of everything, especially this spicy food I made once that was suppose to make your breathe fire. It was... oh... wait. ❞

       ❝ I see what you did there. ❞

[saeculumaeterna]

@chaoticxgays

Knowledge is power as the expression went. Dagon could never find reason to squabble this adage, not when he was living proof of its success. His work demanded he be kept abreast of all relevant matters, even when he was entering a new universe.

And this universe had quite the tale to tell. He could see strands stretching across this space to its furthest depths, yet they all originated in one place. A singular catalyst weaving a grand tapestry was not new for him, but it was rare.

Following them was simple, their end result was not. They all ended, or rather began, at a plain looking youth and a peculiar adornment upon their wrist.

The weave began here, and now he would learn why.

[alwaysxtwinkling]

😶 + How bad do you want to ride Bakugou's&Izuku's dicks~? (Chaoticxgays. I'm so sorry)

Send 😶 + a really uncomfortable question and my muse has to answer it

He's so embarrassed, he might just cry. Hopefully neither of those two will ever hear what he's about to say ( ...or maybe they should? ).

"Th-that is...a v-very direct question, I'd say..." Yuuga clears his throat and absently scratches at his cheek - as if that might be enough to get rid of the blush burning across his skin. "...V-very, very badly. As in, if either of them showed up fresh out of the shower with just a towel around their waist, I'd push them down and sit on their dick right then and there."

[hitandrunduorp]

@chaoticxgays cont from X

Mattie was softly humming as he made his way back to the tower. Sure, he could have ordered the food for delivery, but the evening was nice, and he knew Gar was going to be a little late. So he was expecting the shifter to meet up with him before he even returned- maybe they could eat in a park or something? Surely there were night shows or something, or so he's heard... So lost in his thoughts and hs soft humming, he didn't pay much mind to the footsteps- it was a busy city after all, so he was just going to move a little to the side to let them pass.

A shame the wind was going towards him, and he never got the scent of the person- nor of his love being so close. Ear flicking back when an odd sound was made, he finally turned to see the crazed fan, and the knife they had in their hand.

"I should be Garfield's boyfriend. And I'll teach you for getting in the way!" He always was nervous of Gar's fans, something he's mentioned on occasion. And here, his fears were warranted- though he was unprepared for the attack. He was sure he was going to die, so seeing Gar, for a brief moment, gave him relief...

...until the stench of blood filled the air. Stumbled backward, food now sprawled out on the sidewalk, not unlike the fan's organs.

"Gar?" His words were shaky, trying to register what he was seeing. The corpse, his love covered in their blood.... oh dear god- "Clover- what did you do...?" This was bad. This was really, really bad. Sure, it was late in the evening now, but... oh god.

[keywcilder]

@chaoticxgays

' yeah, it sure does! um can you surf? i've been taking up surfing lessons so i can ride the waves. ' he proudly smiled, placing his fists on his hips.

[thedarklightphoenix]

Continued from [x] with @chaoticxgays

Bakugo wasn't the only light sleeper out of the two. With the constant vigilance while undercover, the constant threat of being found out that he was a spy while in the midst of the enemy and the constant risk of being killed at any moment, it was difficult to adjust to being back in a fully safe environment. Even with his now full control over the corruption that he got from Isa, Kaze couldn't fully let his guard down...

When he heard movement in the room, he remained stock still, ready to jump into action. As soon as Katsuki's eyes snapped open and he rolled over Kaze, he quickly jumped out the way, summoning a weapon ready to join the fight. But Katsuki had already in the midst of it. First the sound of punches, then the snap of bones, the sight of the knife piercing Katsuki's chest and finally the explosion.

The smell of blood was unmistakable; taking him back to Deika city... but that wasn't what was causing him to worry right now. Getting up and storing the combat knives he had summoned, he slowly walked to Katsuki. He let the silence that followed rest a little, allowing both of them to calm down and allow him to think things through. Reaching out gently, he reached out and took Katsuki's hand.

"Katsuki..." He called out gently. "Sit down..." His mind was racing. What now? Call Mr Aizawa? Surely this wouldn't be much contention for Katsuki's prospects as a hero, right? It was self defence-

"Katsuki... sit down... you're injured." Since the blond hadn't collapsed in pain or having trouble to breathe, he could guess that the knife didn't hit anything vital. "I'll handle the rest..." How? hiding the body was probably the worst idea he could think of. With the skull completely destroyed, there wasn't a high chance for the intruder to be identified immediately...

This wasn't out in the public world. Neither of them wanted this to happen. This was an intruder- this was in UA of all places... Yes. They had options...

"Stay still. Don't touch the knife, you bleed if you do. I'll go get help..." He kept his voice as gentle and as steady as he could. He knew what could possibly be going through Katsuki's head right now; this wasn't so far off from his own experience.

[goldentemplariumcrow]

❛ i’m not the hero you think i am. ❜ -Gar (Kota, from that hero meme)

"No one ever is. That's an image others impose on us. What they expect, what they hope for, what they want and need, and we often adapt to fit it all. However, we know in our core that it's not like that. We'll never be what they want, many times not even what we want." Dio spoke from experience, from what every last person he met expected from him when his father died and he picked up the Corvus mantle, what they were used to have and how he worked were two things completely different. It hurt to try to fill up the shoes that were not his, to change and be comfortable in the mold that was forced on him, eventually though, he managed to find his voice and stand his ground.

"Gar, I've never seen you as a hero. It won't change now." He placed a hand on the shapeshifter's shoulder, gave it a squeeze and smiled. "You don't need to be a hero to make this work. You just need to be yourself." With his other hand, Dio gently guided Gar's face up, but not at him, at the line of the horizon. "Be yourself and we'll catch you when you're down. Not only myself, but the Outsiders and the Team too."

"You don't need to be the hero others think you are. You don't need to force yourself to be the image you think others want you to be." He looked forward and smiled, seeing the dawn of a new day come. "All you need is to be yourself. The rest will fall in place in time."

@chaoticxgays

[irxnlegacy]

@chaoticxgays asked: Spider-man holds up his hands. "Woah! You wouldn't spray a spider with glasses would you?" Ignore the fact he's not wearing any.

⚙️ → ❝ Go lay a million eggs or something. I know ya do that.❞