#darling: what if i saved someone and it was v heroic

[spontaneousful]

ok, but, darling and duchess. is this anything??

darling wants to save someone, duchess wants to be saved.

what if duchess isn't the odette of her story?? what if she isnt the odile either?? what if duchess is siegfried?? what if she and darling love each other?? what if odile and siegfried's child, rothbart's grandchild, is the wedge driven between lovers??

duchess has to choose between marrying him or being cursed to be a swan forever. the story unfolds, but it unfolds in a way the girls didnt expect and darling was planning to swing a sword at any problem that came her way but she cant with this?? darling was supposed to be siegfried, she was supposed to be tricked with an odile and then run to rescue her odette. but what if she was odette??

what if rothbart and co. are also cursed, and their only way to stay human is to get a love confession (via they force duchess to marry the grandson) or pass the curse on to a willing host?? what if darling makes the choice for duchess and takes her place as the swan princess?? what if darling offers up herself so that duchess can be free?? is this anything

what if duchess wins, she gets the guy and keeps her legs and her ability to dance and still lives happily never after because she realized how much she loved too late. what if the cost of her happy ending was a price she wasn't prepared to pay.

[bigteefsmallbrain]

MORE SOULMATE AU HEADCANONS

Someone called the first set cute and I am unbelievably determined to make their goddamn day/night now, also, just realized you could get around the talking barrier with your soulmate if you direct your speaking at yourself, though I imagine that would be quite hard without a lot of focus or practice, so I’m implementing that in this set, hope you enjoy!!

WARNING: For Midoriya Izuku - Mentions of past fish death; For Umino Iruka - Mentions of his parents passing; and For Erza Scarlet - Death, the Tenrou island incident, signs of depression and loss of a loved one [It turns happy though]

SOULMATE AU HEADCANONS FOR: Izuku Midoriya, Iruka Umino, Erza Scarlet

Izuku Midoriya

Welcome to your own personal hero encyclopedia

Literally your best friend when it comes to quizzes and homework

If you so much as mutter to yourself a question

He is mumbling to himself the answer and all the steps to solve it

Brain = Autopilot

He doesn’t even consider that you might have been rhetorical

Or that you might be taking a quiz

Soulmate asked a question and he’d rather die than not mutter the answer to himself under his breath so his soulmate can hear

He’s your worst enemy sometimes too though

Trying to sleep? Nah, listen to him fanboy over a hero documentary instead

Trying to have a little you time? Funny joke, you’re learning about All Might now

You now know the weirdest facts about heroes

And events that most teachers don’t know about

May I suggest a heroics history teaching job?

Unfortunately, you also have to listen to his crying

I don’t mean it in a bad way

But you have no way to comfort him

Literally all you want to do is give him a hug and comfort him

But all you can do is say comforting words to yourself

Hoping he’ll hear them over his broken, heart wrenching sobs

But don’t worry, he does, he hears everything you say to yourself

He has a notebook dedicated to you and o n l y you

He nearly ripped Bakugo’s head off when the blonde accidentally burnt it’s pages when they were younger

Yeah, fun times [Bakugo double checked that it was the h e r o notebook and not the s o u l m a t e notebook when he burnt it in middle school, never again would he risk hearing his last name be spit venomously from the green haired males mouth]

He writes down anything he deems memorable [AKA nearly everything] that you say

He notes things you have difficulty towards academically and makes sure to break it down and read the now less complex version aloud in hopes he’s helped you

He has, he’s probably the main reason you’re in the top 5 academically

But also he loves hearing your meaningless rambles

You have scared him a few times

“Wait, is he dead? Oh no! Please don’t tell me he’s dead!”

w h a t

“I don’t think I can handle mom crying over another fish.”

Oh, just a fish, thank All Might, he nearly went into cardiac arrest

They brighten his day, and he can’t wait to meet you and tell you just how thankful he is that you’re his soulmate

Just like you can’t wait to hit him upside the head for all the sleepless nights he’s caused with his fanboy behavior

Okay, but when you do meet, you immediately ask for Bakugo

You give zero fucks about possibly being expelled/sent to prison

Hell hath no fury like you who had to listen to their soulmates broken cries over the blondes treatment for years

And Izuku can only hold you back for so long

He definitely wants to see your quirk in action when you meet

And when demonstrating he’s mumbling all the uses and possible ideas

While also complimenting you and how amazing you are

He doesn’t even notice he’s doing it

If you do it back, he WILL blue screen

Midoriya Izuku.exe has stopped working

He literally freezes on the spot

Iruka Umino

Oh do we love our dear teacher

Maybe a little too much

But we don’t talk about that

IRUKA IS THE TYPE TO MUTTER A SWEET SOFT “Good morning my soulmate” TO HIMSELF EVERY DAY AS HE WAKES UP SO YOU CAN HEAR IT AND YOU CAN’T CONVINCE ME OTHERWISE

He will also say other things, like “I made pancakes for breakfast, I wish you were here to enjoy them”

And call you sweet pet names like “Dear” “Darling” “Honey” etc. and when he’s feeling especially corny “Snookums” or something really out there when he feels like you need a good laugh like “Cookie Cutter”

No, I'm serious, if he thinks you’re sad, he w i l l say “Hey there, how’s my little cookie cutter?” to himself in a half joking tone in hopes of brightening your day

You can pry this headcanon from my cold, dead hands

He loves it if you mutter responses to yourself for him to hear in return

His heart will melt the moment he hears you say “Good morning” back, or if you mention wanting to cook for him

He also loves it if you give lesson plan advice to him

Like, he’ll be muttering about the best way to teach his class how to throw shuriken and your voice will pop up in his head with friendly advice

Makes him wonder if you’re a teacher too, or if you’re planning to become one

Secretly hopes you’re planning to become a teaching aid, because A) Work and soulmate at the same time? Yes please, and B) Kami knows he needs help with his rowdy class

If you are, he’s sure to be over the moon when he finds out

In his younger days, before teaching, he definitely went on missions and looked for you when he could

Like, yes, the mission is important, but finding the owner to the beautiful voice in his head is ALSO important

He’d usually finish the mission and stay an extra one or two days looking for you

It didn’t really cross his mind till later that you could be in the Leaf Village, since he figured he would have already found you if he did

Till he saw people older than him who grew up in the village only just finding out they were soulmates

He went on less out of village missions after that

Till eventually he decided to become a teacher

When I tell you this man melts when you talk

I mean he MELTS

He loves your voice so much

It helped him through his parents deaths

Helped him when he felt at his lowest points

You’ve done so much for him, and he’s so thankful, he’s fallen so deeply in love with you and you haven’t properly met yet!

He still wants to marry you on the spot though

It’s not a strange sight to see him browsing rings

Or thinking of how he’d propose

You’ll never let him know that he’s unconsciously spoken out loud about it a few times

Not until you meet, then you’ll mention it

And never let him live it down

“You know, I’ve heard you say you wanted to marry me on the spot, is that still on the menu or…?”

Yeah, when you first meet each other, that’s the first thing that pops out of your mouth

And it has his face burning red

He’s stumbling through his words, trying to convey that yes, he would like to marry you, but he needs your ring size first to go buy the ring

Trust me, this man has made enough trips to know what ring, he just needs the size

Then he’ll be down on one knee quicker that Shisui’s Shunshin no Jutsu

The fact that you seem okay with it also seals the deal for him

He’s so ecstatic when you meet each other

He feels like he could take on Madara one v one and win

He’s so unbelievably happy

Like he’s convincing you to take a photo so he can frame it on his desk and always remember happy

He’s so cute and blushy about it too

Rambles about never wanting to forget the best day of his life so far

“So far?” “Well, yeah, I imagine marrying you will take the spot soon”

HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH THIS BOY WILL MAKE YOUR HEART SWOON!!!

He’s so giddy about introducing you to his class too

Especially Naruto

[Mostly Naruto]

He’s showing you off and preening at the congratulations his class gives

And later on introducing you to Naruto personally

As much as he loves his class, he adores Naruto, and really hopes you both get along well

And you do

And it was the worst mistake of Iruka's life

[or best as both you and Naruto often correct him]

Honestly you probably convinced him to at least bring up the possibility of Adoption to Naruto

Which has Naruto howling in excitement and agreeableness

The boy looks up to him and they both have such a father/son dynamic, let me have this dammit

[Also, being able to get Naruto to be the ring bearer/flower boy? P r i c e l e s s]

He loves his family, so very much

And is so thankful that you convinced him to adopt Naruto

The man has been debating on if Naruto would want to be his son or not for ages, you can NOT tell me otherwise

You also can’t tell me Naruto wouldn’t jump at the chance to have Iruka as his father

Erza Scarlet

She’s so eager to find you

She’s spent so long perfecting the art of speaking to you despite the barrier

And she’s always so responsive to you

Always talking about the adventures she's had

What she wants to do with you when you find each other

And she’s always so happy when you do the same

She’s always been responsive with you, even though the beginning was a bit rough with communication

So when she suddenly goes radio silent, it scares you, it hurts when you come to the realization that she’s dead

She can hear you, even in her deep sleep on Tenrou Island

And it’s heartbreaking

Your cries

The endless broken sobs

“I’m so sorry I never got to meet you” No, I’m still here!

“Hey soulmate wha- oh, right, you’re..” I’m not dead! I promise I’ll be there soon!

To say the least, it’s a long 7 years

And you never did get over your soulmates tragic death

Though you did find out who she might have been

Hurts more knowing how she passed on though

She always spoke of her guild, Fairy Tail, and you had been saving up enough jewels to go there, in hopes of finding her

You know she must have been on Tenrou when it fell

And by deductive evidence, it must have been the S class wizard

Erza Scarlet, you’re soulmate

Dead, soulmate

You joined not long after the news had spread

Figured it might help with the ache

It didn’t

But you grew to love the guild anyways

They welcomed you as family

Because to them, you already were

Erza spoke so highly of you

Always talking about how amazing her soulmate was, and everything she wanted to do with them when they met

And it was because of that you were able to deduce that she is your soulmate

Was, your soulmate

It wasn’t an odd sight to see you crying when the Tenrou group was brought up

Or after a particular rough beating from the Twilight Ogre guild

They watched you slowly fall apart when you tried speaking to her

Helped put you back together when you remembered she wasn’t on the other side

And eventually you began healing

Never getting over her or forgetting her

You could never forget her

And broke down just thinking about trying to find another

You took to talking to her in hopes she could still hear you in the afterlife

Talk about your day

How the guild is doing

If there was a particularly rough beating from the other guild

It hurt, much worse than when you forgot that she wasn’t there

But you carried on, believing that if she could hear you, she’d want to know

She adores that about you, your will to carry on, even though it hurts

And she’s sure to leave nothing but corpses in Twilight Ogre for all the years of torment

When Blue Pegasus found remains of the Island, no one stopped you from boarding the ship

They knew you needed this, more than the rest of them

You needed to know if she was really gone or not

And when you caught sight of scarlet red hair

You wept

She’s here

She’s alive

She turned the moment she heard your voice weekly call for her

To say your first meeting was filled with tears would be an understatement

You were attached by the hip from that point on

Not that either of you were complaining

Erza was especially ecstatic to have you by her side finally

After all, she had 7 years to make up for

And you can show her where Twilight Ogre is

The Master and Mira didn’t question why she was especially rough with a select few members

I Hope you enjoyed reading this set of Soulmate AU HC’s! If you would like to see any specific characters, don’t be afraid to leave a comment or submit an ask! If it’s a character I’m not familiar with, I’ll do my best to learn about them!!

P.S. I nearly killed Reader-chan off in Erza’s (:

[blitheringmcgonagall]

BROTP Lily and Sirius messing with James 👀👀

@midnightelite I love them!!!  I am celebrating We Can Be Heroes having over 100,000 hits on ff.net ( it’s also on ao3 We Can Be Heroes) so here is a drabble as promised, I hope you like it! Lily would be very pregnant here in May 1980 but it still works, I think...

                                                                            Evans Strikes Back

(anything in italics is a quote/almost quote from Star Wars!)

“I love that film so much! You’d definitely be Leia,” James said, brushing the popcorn off his orange T-shirt and giving Lily a besotted grin, as they wandered out of the cinema and into the warm sunshine, shading their eyes. “You even have similar names!”

Lily tossed her auburn waves back and grinned.

“Most likely to call someone a stuck up, half-witted, scruffy-looking… nerf herder? Yeah, sounds about right!”

Sirius burst out laughing.

“Touché, darling,” he said. “Although I think that I fit the part of Han Solo so much better than Prongsie here?”

His grey eyes sparkled as he winked at Lily.

“Well, obviously,” said Lily, matter-of-factly, popping a handful of crisps into her mouth.

“Huh?” said James, looking between them in horror. “That’s… that’s so not true!”

Sirius’ eyes widened in disbelief and he let out a loud snort.

“Eh, trust me, Prongsie, I’m the dashing, handsome heroic chap around here. There’s only room for one scoundrel, and that’s me!”

Lily tilted her head to one side as though deep in thought.

“Yeah, no, have to agree with you there Padfoot,” she smirked. “Prongsie’s just too… innocent? Naïve, or something?”

“WHAT?” James said, the look of pure terror on his face rapidly replaced by a coughing fit as the inhaled popcorn went down the wrong way.

“There, there, old thing,” said Sirius, lazily slapping James’ back with more force than was strictly necessary. “You see? I saved your life just there, no big deal, whereas-“

“Fuck you!” croaked James, his eyes still watering from the near-death experience that the two most important people in his life seemed to be treating as some sort of a joke. “Evans! Prongsie??? Since when… you have never, ever, called me-“

“It suits you, is all,” said Lily, planting a chaste kiss on his cheek and grinning at him.

“No it bloody well doesn’t!” said James, folding his arms and glaring at her.

Lily tried to ignore the way her heart picked up as she stared at his arms. His beautiful biceps, his pecs stretching that T-shirt, and his gorgeous forearms…

Sirius gave her a dig with his elbow and raised his eyebrows.

“Well, you have to admit, Sirius just has this…” she rolled her wrist expressively. “This air about him…”

“I really do,” said Sirius, beaming at his (ex) best friend proudly.

“No you fucking don’t!”

“I think you’d make a great Luke, if that’s any consolation, Prongsie,” Sirius said, blinking at James with infuriating innocence.

“I fucking hate Luke!” said James, throwing his arms out to the side as though to emphasis his point. “Like he’s fine, but…he’s a sap! He’s… he’s just too annoying!”

“An annoying sap, eh?” said Sirius, looking at Lily with a thoughtful frown.

“You know, now that you mention it…” said Lily, her emerald eyes shimmering.

“Fuck you!” said James, trying not to laugh as he saw Lily biting the side of her lip.

“Laugh it up, fuzzball,” said Sirius, ducking sideways as James’ foot aimed for his arse.

“I hate you both!” said James.

“You see, the way your hazel eyes sparkle with adoration while you look at us tells a very different tale,” said Sirius, staying just out of reach of his friend’s long legs and shrugging his shoulders as James made a rude hand gesture at him.

“I’m going to get you both back, wait and see!” James said, narrowing his eyes.

“Two to one? I think those are poor odds, Prongsie!” said Sirius, backing away, nonetheless.

“Never tell me the odds!” said James.

“Aaaah!” said Lily, screaming with mirth as James managed to wrap his arms around her waist and began tickling her gently. “Alright, alright, you win!”

“I’m shocked at your behaviour, Mrs Potter!” said James, grinning widely and kissing Lily behind her ear and down her neck.

“Hmmm,” said Lily, forgetting what she was meant to be doing as she wrapped her arms around James’ neck and stared into his eyes. “I’m such a shockingly bad wife.”

Sirius rolled his eyes.

“Oi! Evans! Back with the programme!” he called, throwing a charmed paper airplane at her head.

“I think you’re going to have to make it up to me, Mrs Potter,” murmured James, pulling her in closer, his lips hovering above hers, tantalisingly near.

“I love you,” Lily said with a cheeky grin.

“I know,” James said, eyes dancing with mischief.

He yelped as Lily pinched his sides repeatedly. “Help!”

“Woof! Woof!” said Padfoot, bounding over to them and practically knocking James down in his excitement.

They screamed and laughed as the huge black dog wagged his tail uncontrollably, wrestling with James.

“That’s not fair!” screeched Lily as both James and Padfoot started dancing around her. “Help me, Remus John Lupin! You’re my only hope!”

“What?”

“Where?”

The two boys, momentarily distracted by her frank lying, failed to notice as Lily Evans Potter hopped onto the nearby double decker bus and it began to pull out.

“Hey!” said Sirius, planting his hands at his side.

“See you at the beach!” she called holding onto the pole as she stepped onto the bus and waved cheerfully. “No cheating! Muggle transport only!”

“Hang on!” said James, glancing around at the single bicycle beside them.

“I’ll give you a crossbar,” said Sirius, grabbing the bike. “We both know you’re shit at cycling.”

“Ugh! Fine! Only cause you’ve more practice with the motorbike!” muttered James, grabbing onto Sirius’ shoulder to steady himself, his long legs cramping up.

Sirius huffed breathlessly as he tried to keep up with the bus.

“Would it help if I got out and pushed?” Lily called out, one hand protectively placed over her bump as she beamed at them.

Sirius tried to lift his hand off the handlebars to make a V-sign, but the bike wobbled precariously, and James yelped again.

“Lily Evans Potter is something else, isn’t she?” said James, staring at the red-head as she blew him a triumphant kiss and disappeared inside the bus.

“My best friend? Damn right she is,” laughed Sirius. “Impressive, most impressive!”

[katsukis-sad-angel]

If You Got a Valentine From the MHA Boys, Here’s What It Would Say…

Pairings: Denki Kaminari x Reader, Katsuki Bakugou x Reader, Eijirou Kirishima x Reader, Izuku Midoriya x Reader, and Tenya Iida x Reader

Summary: The titLe

Warnings: Swearing, major uwu, mentions of sexual acts, angst?

AN: I finished this around noon, took a nap, finished AOT season 3, and I realize its 7:20 and I haven’t posted anything for v-day yet. Procrastination at it’s finest

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→ Denki Kaminari

Baby, you make my palms sweaty, knees weak, arms spaghetti

Happy Valentine’s Day!

Love,

Denki

~

He’d probably spell “valentine’s” and “spaghetti” wrong, and you would probably smack him after reading it, but he still showers you in love and affection all day. After he’s taken you out to eat and given you all the gifts he could afford, he’ll show you the new yellow and black lingerie he bought for you. 

He has quite a few hot yet adorable pictures on his phone now.

His love for you really shows up during this holiday, shining through his usual mask of stupidity.

~

why tf did kami call him ‘kacchan’? does he have a death wish or smth?

→ Katsuki Bakugou

Dear Angel,

Roses are red

Valentines always sucked

When you finish reading this

You’re gonna get fucked

Love you,

Katsuki

~

Despite the crude language on the glittery, handcrafted valentine, you bit your lip in anticipation as you pretended to continue reading. Katsuki stands in front of you, tapping his foot impatiently, red eyes alight and body tense and ready to pounce. There definitely wasn’t a raging boner tenting his sweatpants too. Finally, he snatches the red piece of paper from you, tosses it on your desk and grabs you, throwing you over one muscled shoulder to take you to his room.

Let’s just say it was a nice afternoon, a sweet evening, and a sore, yet pleasant morning.

Lots of chocolate.

And roses.

And a giant fluffy teddy bear with a ribbon around its neck you can buy a BJ’s for like $50

~

i would like to bring todoroki to your attention in the gif above

→ Eijirou Kirishima

To My Honeybun;

Y/n, you are the most amazing girlfriend in the world. Have I ever told you that? If I have, do I tell you enough? Every time I look at you, I swear the world stops. The breath catches in my throat, my heart skips a beat and I can’t help but remember how lucky I am to simply hold your hand when I walk you home from school. Your smile is like the sunrise, your eyes are like the falling stars we saw during the meteor shower, and your hair is softer than the finest silk. You know I could go on forever, right? I don’t tell you enough how much you mean to me, plus if words can’t describe how beautiful you are, then how can I tell you how much I love you? 

I love you.

I have lots of fun things planned today so as soon as you finish reading this, get dressed and come downstairs! This will be the best Valentine’s Day ever!

Your loving boyfriend,

Eiji

~

Honestly, I think his letter would be longer. He wouldn’t hesitate to outline in perfect detail exactly what about you and why he loves it and go on and on for at least 7 pages. 

Change my mind

If you’re dating Kirishima Eijirou, news flash; he loves you more that oxygen itself and he will show you that through many acts of kindness, toothy grins, endless gifts, and sensual evenings. He will put your needs and wants before his own, so please take care of him and show him QUADRUPLE the love he shows you. Because he needs it to stay our favorite unbreakable baby.

~

→ Izuku Midoriya

Dear Y/n,

I’ll do my best to keep this short, but knowing me, that’s probably not gonna happen.

First of all, Happy Valentine’s Day! But even without this holiday, you’ll always be my valentine. I don’t need a special day to celebrate your love in my life. Since today the world is celebrating anyway, I am here to tell you how much I love you. 

That sorta rhymes… right?

I guess that doesn’t really matter as long as I mean it, and I do! I can’t remember a day where your pretty smile didn’t light it up or when one of your hugs couldn’t make me warm. 

I have our whole day planned out so get dressed in something pretty (actually, wear whatever you want. You look beautiful in everything) and meet me by the door.

I love you so much!!!

Izuku

~

This would be WAAAAAAY longer if Izuku Midoriya actually wrote this. Like Kirishima, you’re gonna get a 5-page essay on why you’re perfect, a 17-page essay on his favorite things about you, 2 and a half page essay on your face, 5-page essay on how cute you look wearing his clothes, and on and on and on. If you haven’t noticed, HE. LOVES. YOU. With all the love in his big, heroic heart. And yes. Broccoli boy mcfreakin’ planned out every second of the day, so you better appreciate it and tell him so because the letter you just read sounded like, “You’re gonna be bulbasore tonight babe. Love, Izuku” to him.

~

→ Shouto Todoroki

Dear Y/n,

I got my dad’s credit card so why don’t we go on a little shopping spree? Then we can go to McDonaldTrump’s for lunch afterward. 

Meet you downstairs,

Sho

P.S. Oh, and Happy Valentine’s Day, beautiful!

~

It probably wouldn’t be a handwritten letter, most likely a text message, but you would still appreciate it a lot. Not only do you have a hot boyfriend, but he’s rich, he’s kind, and he loves you. Plus, you hate his dad so you were more than happy to drain a few thousand dollars from his bank account. Not that Endeavor would notice. The dude is literally rolling in cash. 

(In reality, Shouto saved up his money so he could spend it on you. He didn’t want you to feel guilty for spending his or be dependent on his father to keep his woman happy)

Since this was a special day for both of you, Sho makes sure you have a lot of fun and you’re sure to remind him how much you love him too.

Cuddling in the evening while eating premium caramel-filled milk chocolates.

New clothes and shoes still in bags and boxes in the corner.

Forehead kisses.

~

kami... bish u abt dumb as fock

→ Tenya Iida

Dear Y/n, 

I have a few things I want to say in my letter before we go out today so I guess I’ll start with this; you are as important in my life as a beat is to the heart, you know that? I can’t live without you anymore. When I think about the days before we started dating… well, I don’t remember them. I feel like I don’t deserve such a special and beautiful girl in my life. Someone perfect, and fun, and kind. Qualities I didn’t know could exist all in one person. 

Never forget that I love you with all my heart and our bond is strong and irreplaceable to me.

Happy Valentine’s Day, darling,

Tenya

~

Tenya would be so stupidly honest and pure in the letter, it brought you to tears.

When you finish reading, you’re crying your eyes out and run to his room and into his arms. When you crash into Tenya’s bed, he nearly has a heart attack when he sees you crying. Unfortunately, this beautiful man is surprised he even had a girlfriend and their relationship lasted this long. After explaining to him that the letter was the sweetest thing you’d ever read and that you loved him so so much, he let out a huge sigh of relief and pulled you close.

HUGS in those huge, muscular arms of his and head pats until you were smiling again.

*He feels so lucky to have you right then*

You get spoiled all freaking day.

The gifts never seem to stop.

Tenya’s true, calm, sweet, and  loving nature really shines through this holiday and you couldn’t feel more blessed when he takes his glasses off and smiles

[sophygurl]

@c-l-ford gave me Veronica Mars, Logan Echolls, Henry Cheng, October Daye, Tybalt, and the Luidaeg for the send me a character thingie - phew! She knows I love doing these things. :)

Veronica:

First impression: Probably something like - what a delightful combination of spunky and dark!

Impression now: One of my all-time favorite characters, and also still a delightful combo of spunky and dark. I love that she’s come to embrace both parts of herself. 

Favorite moment: “Wait. Don’t go.” leading to pillar sex. 

Idea for a story: Love to see more time between her and Lilly pre-death. 

Unpopular opinion: Veronica can be a total grade A jerkass sometimes and is probably the villain in a lot of people’s stories (and not just the more villainous villains). 

Favorite relationship: LoVe. Closely followed by her and Keith. Also V and Weevil is a close third. 

Favorite headcanon: She probably narrates her own life to herself in her head. Like “now I am walking down the street, this filthy Neptune street, full of crime and corruption... oh look, a puppy!”

Logan:

First impression: Welp, he reminds me of all of the bullies at my own high school. Hate ‘em!

Impression now: Amazing, loving, snarky, protective, emotional, deeply troubled young man. Love him!

Favorite moment: Cheekily reminding Veronica of all of their make-out moments when she got back together with Duncan lol

Idea for a story: IDK, maybe him pining for V during one of his times away in the Navy?

Unpopular opinion: I didn’t hate him with Hannah? It showed what kind of a partner he could be to someone even when that wasn’t Veronica, which was sweet. Like, it showed he wasn’t just a total jerk except to her, ykwim?

Favorite relationship: LoVe. 

Favorite headcanon: He absolutely loves watching Veronica tear some asshole a new one. Like, adores it. It’s one of his favorite things in the world. 

Henry:

First impression: At first, I thought he was just gonna be one of the Aglionby background characters. Then I wondered what kind of jerk would put a bee in the hand of someone who was deathly allergic and also terrified of bees in a dark hole? Very befuddled by this guy, at first.

Impression now: Sweet cinnamon roll, too good for this world, too pure. 

Favorite moment: When he drives by Blue’s school the day after the party to assure he he really does wanna travel the world with her and then acts out a fight scene so she can save face with her classmates. 

Idea for a story: Henry, Blue, Gansey roadtrip plllleeeeeaaase

Unpopular opinion: I still think what he did to Gansey was not a super bright way to win over his friendship - but I guess it worked so lol

Favorite relationship: Henry/Blue

Favorite headcanon: He and Declan bond sometimes over being related to people in the magical artifact world who have caused them to come to harm. 

October: 

First impression: Oooo, fae PI, fun!

Impression now: My darling head of my darling paranormal found family, who takes in every stray, feeds every teenager, and protects every being in trouble she comes across. 

Favorite moment: I’m honestly trying to pick just one but, like, so many are flitting through my mind that it’s tough. Every time she stands up to someone in power. Every time she gives someone she loves a hard truth that they need to hear. Every time she reluctantly steps in to undertake another heroic journey. Every time she opens her heart to one more person. Every time she accidentally gains more power. lol

Idea for a story: I can’t possibly come up with any better than Seanan McGuire already does. 

Unpopular opinion: IDK if I have one for this series because I haven’t interacted enough with other fans of it?

Favorite relationship: Toby and Tybalt for romantic, but also Toby and May, and also Toby and the Luidaeg, and Toby and Quentin but ALSO Toby and some freaking peace and quiet every now and again

Favorite headcanon: This chick has absolutely no limits to what she can achieve and she’s gonna keep taking on bigger bads and larger tasks until she finally finds the lost king and queens and re-opens the fae realms with her bare and bloody hands and every step of the way is gonna be monumentally epic.

Tybalt:

First impression: Nice. Sexy bad boy who is inexplicably both angry with and attracted to our hero. Tell me MORE. 

Impression now: Soft kitty. Sweet kitty. Still a very sexy kitty. 

Favorite moment: Guh, when he starts taking Toby through the shadows early on without warning her and literally takes her breath away while mischievously protecting her? That’s fine stuff. 

Idea for a story: See above for same entry

Unpopular opinion: See above for same entry

Favorite relationship: Toby and Tybalt. Also enjoying the patreon stories about his time with his sister. 

Favorite headcanon: He’s already accepted the larger role Toby is going to be playing and is preparing himself to be by her side as she does it all. 

The Luidaeg:

First impression: Oh scary!

Impression now: My favorite?

Favorite moment: When she sang “Poor Unfortunate Souls” at Toby’s party. I couldn’t stop laughing about that for days! 

Idea for a story: See above for same entry

Unpopular opinion: See above for same entry

Favorite relationship: Her and Toby followed closely with her Quentin. 

Favorite headcanon: She loves Toby an incredibly lot and hates that she’s going to have to end up exacting a price from her eventually for all of the favors she’s given her. But she also knows it all has to be done. 

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“R I C K V E R T I D O”

First that all, I should be writting the third part of “CORRUPTUS” but I’m doing this one short. Honestly this was inspired for The Citadel of Lost Child http://archiveofourown.org/works/6286300/chapters/14404426  made by FutaGogo (Darling if you foun this here is my apologize Oh boy, I’m so sorry I couldn’t resist to do something with the same topic :( I am a disaster for myself)  Also I think @oyajiukeprpr is gonna enjoy this ;) Remember: One Shot ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ "So, what time does your shift end, Morty?"

"I already told you. I won´t going with you, you know that my work has no rest"

"Is always what you said, isn’t it? Every fucking time I ask you hang out." Greaser Morty slammed his fist against the clerk's desk, and he far from annoying simply took his things and placed them elsewhere.

"Every time you invite me out, I’m busy at inventory’s night, or is disease week, or I'm just not in the mood. Like now."

He bent down to pick up a retractable pen disguised as Rick, and took plus of putting a pocky in his mouth before looking back at his opponent; for a moment he seen more aggressive, as if at any moment he was going to start to hitting him.

The nervousness of the clutter disappeared a few seconds later when he saw that there was no response to his impulses, and decided to leave there before going mad; Of course, not without first leaving his final warning.

"Oh, but you will, we'll get on my motorcycle, I'll fuck you so hard and you’ll shout too loudly my name that you'll forget yours."

"H-How can I forget my name if we both have the same!"

But the bad guy, luckily, was away from him.

Once the nursery reception was clear Morty Storage was able to exhale all the frustration that clients like he provided him, he thought then, that it was the perfect time to check out the Day Care and maybe clear his mind for a while on the television.

All the Ricks where sleeping in their cells, the guards were on turn and he check his phone to find a message from Miami Morty, also know like Madam Morty. He wanted meet the boy at his club, a place called Rickstíbulo, wich was a kind of brothel but fill with kinky Ricks.

What is this about?

Of the Morty's revolution, of course. A few years ago, the Mortys were used as human shields to protect the Ricks' frequency; -like tools. Before they even become adults.

Those scientists who bragged like their grandparents did acts distant from the concept of 'family'. They used them as pets, fighter machines, sex toys, guinea pigs, and if they lengthen the list, it might seem annoying.

There was once a real Morty –Everyone thought at first that he was the EVIL one-, outstanding to others for his brilliant intelligence. He’d been ignored as he grew up with a despised Doofus Rick, over there in one of many dimensions. He and a group of brave men - now known as The Council of the Mortys - were faced with changing this reality joining with the weaker ones.

They took the Citadel and stripped any trace of authority from Ricks, but retained them for later enslavement. The controlling chips that once existed were used against themselves, and the lure was always the same; seduction.

It was easier to fight those bastards when they were vulnerable or distracted; and this Morty – heroically named as Mortimer llV - devised a spray substance that froze the age of the Ricks, so they would suffer the terror of eternity being repeated again and again without the hope of having to die for age.

However, the Smith blood still ran through the veins of these boys, which made it difficult for most things to come out normally well; With Ricks' absence, the way of relating began to be with each other (Morty x Morty) and falling in love with a Rick was a taboo - unless it was something purely sexual, like the Rickstíbulos that Miami Morty set up on the sidelines of the council.

Those Mortys who opposed the revolution were eliminated, because they were considerate like traitors.

...

Morty A-031 was also known for being the caregiver. The 'asylum' as many called it, was part of the great mockery they did to the Ricks, adopting them and abandoning them in small cells until someone else played them for a while and then it became an infinite loop.

Only he saw the fear in the eyes of some scientists, only he knew how many were innocent and who deserved their punishment. He had this-secret-fondness for taking care of them, protecting what was left of them. When he was offered the post he didn't hesitate a moment to take it, thus could justify his frequent contact with the -lovely’s-Ricks.

As soon as he remembered the time when the Mortys were martyred and the Ricks were in charge his memory played with him, although he never saw it that way; A-031 loved with all his being to each one of the Ricks by the simple fact of being it.

He was like a Super Fan.

And all that was left behind as soon as they began to hunt the traitors, to persecute them as in an inquisition directed by that group of 'brave ones'. There were audio and video cameras around the city, shutters for Ricks' vehicles without registration, and their adoption procedures, health care centers that provided Mortys with mandatory sedatives to keep their 'pets' at line. There were even rent assassins Mortys to get rid of these when they became a burden.

There was nothing he can do to save them.

…

"This rain doesn’t stop, will be a storm?" He said more to himself than to his companion, a rather worn-out Rick doll who was lying somewhere in the back of his car.

Because at the age of 24, he still had this memory of his childhood.

The traffic light changed from blue to yellow, and it was his turn to move on the slippery avenue, it was very late at night judging by the nil traffic, and the dangerous craters that threatened to break up his vehicle only welcomed him to that neighborhood Dangerous where he went; Right the place that council decided to encapsulate the aberrations that the Mortys made to have fun.

He slowed, letting his pupils decode the message in discreet purple neon in front of him.

¨R I C K V E R T I D O¨.

 A-031 had never entered a Rickstíbulo, it was something more than disgusting, it was hurting, think about all those Ricks being forced to have sex by a fist of desperate Mortys. A chill ran down him spine, and he clutched her hands as tightly as he could against the wheel.

That wasn’t why he was there.

Right?

"Babysister!" Said one of the guards. "You came to see the chief? Or are you finally going to be encouraged to fuck one of these watery asses? "

"J-Just let me in ..." he spat aggressively, pulling the knot in his throat so he could speak.

"That's why you don’t have a boyfriend, dammit, but I suppose you take sex free at the nursery, so you're absolutely right. I wouldn’t come to this place either, if there was a cleaner one! "

"Look, I don’t have time to joke, I don’t know what Miami Morty wants of me, I don’t think I can help him.

"Oh boy, nanny! " he rubbed elbow with his sleeping companion "It's an interview with the most interesting Morty in the world!"

He opened the narrow door for employees, and then Morty entered with a scrambled stomach; Nothing more than a few meters and the smell of sex and confinement penetrated strongly. The place was a seemingly normal furnished home of at least three skillful floors where the Ricks lived 'unhurriedly', the customer who entered had the right to abuse whatever he wanted wherever he wanted, and even play chase them when they tried to hide; there were no doors or partitions in any room, and the windows were heavily protected by stifling bars; In such a way that it was always an ambiguous environment; And the schedule was 24 hours.

Morty A-031 was escorted through a polarized glass aisle to the elevator leading him to the 5th floor. The guard accompanied him to the feet of the Miami office, from there he returned wishing him the best of luck. He swallowed, knocked on the door to enter, but to his surprise, it was already open.

He’d never tried to handle such a situation that fast, far from being an office, it looked like a deluxe suite, with an elegant circular bed in the middle of the room and half a bar of liquor on one side of the desk. Miami Morty was lying on his bed while a three-eyed Rick licked his feet lasciviously.

"Hello, my dear, please have a seat. Would you like a Rick? "

The owner kicked the three-eye ribs so he fell down and placed in fetal position toward the floor. The seat was ready, Morty only grimaced.

"No thanks, I'm fine like this."

"As you wish," he snorted. "You see, my Ricks have been getting sick, some are already very weak and others aren’t selling so much ... I found out that you're the nursery’s caretaker and so ... I'll get to the point. I have a very big proposal for you, it’s an opportunity for everyone.

Morty felt a bad feeling.

"I want buy you the oldest Ricks you have, those idiots who were left behind, we both know nobody's going to adopt them. Then I’ll murder these sick I have right now. I’ll buy you new ones, you have more space, I have more sales; and when those get sick  I would change them and we all win. Cool, isn’t it?

It had to be a joke

"I don’t think it's going to work, the Ricks I have are...

"They're less watery than the ones I have now."

"The council will ask me about their whereabouts if I sell them, and-" He sweated cold.

"Oh you’re a love, you don’t want me to be sued, but look I have a surprise" hit Rick in the shin and he runs to the desk to bring the guest a copy of the certificate-of-approval "I cost a bribe, but the process It's legal now."

"I can’t give you any because ..." his voice cut off, he began to despair.

No one would touch his Ricks.

"Are you opposing? Are you against the Ricks' suffering? If so, I can make you rot in jail and stay with your stupid nursery, maybe I can open another Rickstíbulo there"

"I-I can’t give you any until you pick the nominees! I can only give you the most attractive, you know, more money for you. Give me a week to think what can I do with this situation. "

"That's my Morty!" Oh beautiful! For a second you deceived me, yes you are a naughty, I love you. What's more, I'm going to give you one of my Ricks as an early payment; But not of those Ricks AIDS that I have in the first levels. For you, I’ll give one of my exquisite purchases, and that will give yourself an idea for what I want.

When the fingers thundered, a grate ran to reveal a ladder, Miami passed first, prompting him to accompany it, was the fourth floor. A pleasant smell of coffee and plastic slipped through the nervousness of A-031, and continued to see the bluish luminosity that stretched to the end of the hallway. Unlike the lower floors, the cells clearly showed the specimen to be chosen, and once selected it was released to take it to the room (the one at the end of the hallway).

Most of the cells were empty, except for a few who had unique Ricks, to tell the truth, not even working in a garden center imagined seeing them. A Test X90 that looked sad at him, a Rick Slavedoll who had his arms and legs amputated, a trans! Rick who showed with no problem his genitals to the guests and finally a rock with a hole in the center who had a lab coat on.

"What an… interesting collection," he said.

"Thank you, my dear, I hope..." suddenly desperate shouts rang out from the room, a thick menacing voice, silencing the other deeper "Did you look someone you like? which one should I give you? "

"What was that sound?"

The moment of silence showed the cries, now unilateral, from the room.

"It's just a customer using the room, you shouldn’t worry, it's not a big specimen, now; If you choose the stone one…"

But the cries he heard didn’t sound even remotely to any Rick, especially because he thought he heard them in a lower volume; fearfully. Curiosity assaulted him at the worst moment, interrupting abruptly the single conversation of the Madam.

"I want to come in, I want the one inside."

The opponent's eyes rolled with anger.

"Well, but I want you to get me like the ones out here, not like that that you decide to take with you" took out a set of keys and lasted a couple of eternal seconds for both Morty A-031 and for being suffering inside the room until open "All right, any Morty who is there, your time is up, there's no refund."

The digital door screeched at the key and revealed the interior of the room, to the luck of the user he’d finished, smoking in a corner of the extensive bed where another bundle could be seen trembling.

As a result, the client was Biker Morty, and even beneath the bedcover (white pearl, stained with damp fresh blood in some places) one could see the enormous erection resting. An extra puff of cigarette smoke, he didn’t seem to disturb the presence of the other two.

"Okay little piece of shit, now you have another owner, get the fuck up and come here Rick, you have to make a good impression and satisfy him as the whore you are," Miami asked patiently, Storage was petrified at the scene.

"Hey, my friend, an apology, I didn’t know anyone else was interested in this fool and I signed him with my mouth "Biker released the owner in a mocking tone and then looked at A-031 with a giggle "I already loosened his ass but I came in it, I hope it doesn't bother you.  

"Don’t worry Biker, you're one of the few who uses that idiot, and I didn’t even know he was leaving today," Miami concluded, watching with curiosity the "emotion" of his new partner by putting both hands in his mouth, as if stopping a Cry of happiness

Or holding the vomit because the impotence.

"You're not hearing me or what, crap?!" - yelled again at the body destroyed in bed "I'm fucking telling you to come here, Tiny Rick!"

Finally, the shape moved on, first seated, then the little one get out slowly of the high bed, and when he did, strips of blood and semen drained out from its buthole, until slowly touching the floor, he was really short and was rubbing his eyes from tears, tiredness.

After this, he covered his private parts with his hands, as if he could disguise with it what Biker’d just done. Pretending that all marks of fresh bites were invisible to the spectators; after all he didn’t distinguished them in the middle of all the pain.

"Well, see you next week to check how my new acquisitions are going. You know the way-out, I'll stay here to comfort my poor client." Miami got into bed, eager to discover the sheets to found the motorcyclist's weapon. "And take that thing away from here; there are straps in the hallway.”

"Sure," he said, noticing the teenager's fearful stare, then put a hand on his back and pushed him lightly to get him out of the room.

But of course, the boy didn’t walk correctly, he had practically destroyed his hip, not just his childhood.

Back at the exit he neither spoke a word; Morty took one of the sheets from the Miami bed and placed it in such a way that only his face was visible. Rick just let himself be done. Then Morty pick him up as if he were a kind of soft sack and crossed as fast as he could the rest of the house.

Upon arriving at the exit a great sigh escaped him without permission.

"Hey buddy, what are you carrying there?" shout the guard.

Morty paled, didn’t really want anyone else to see his little one.

"Drugs" he lied "I'm leaving now."

The astonished guard, received a nudge on the part of his companion Morty asleep.

Morty A-031 put Rick lay in the back sit, and drove crazily until his home. The younger were half unconscious, but even like this he didn’t quit his eyes from Morty, as a silently sign of gratitude.

"You’re going to be safe as long as you are with me." He promised.

Promise.