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diejager · 1 year ago

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Hi! In your Only Human AU what would happen if TF 141 + König and Horangi go into a something like a “rut”? Or is that possible in this universe? If it is would they ask Y/N for help? If possible can it be in the form of a Drabble🥺?

Rut Cw: rut/heat cycles, mention of sex, possessive behaviour, obsessiveness, mention of knotting, implied smut, tell me if I missed any.

Ruts were odd phenomenons, it reduced hybrids and monsters to desperate and horny men, clinging onto the person they considered their mate for relief and pleasure. Some hybrids had ruts, like canid and felid shifters or shifters in general, a monthly cycle that incapacitated them. Others were luckier, having a few ruts per year, sometimes once every few month or once a year; these could range from a dragon to a harpie or from a percht to a gorgon. There, however, were some exceptions, spectral beings and the undead were without ruts, their body long dead and able to function without it, yet they could impregnate and be impregnated as any other hybrid and monster could. They suffered from bouts of occasional arousal, little flares of pleasure when faced with a situation that turned them on or by strong emotions towards someone or something.

You were unfortunately enough to be thrown into a group of rutting hybrids - with the sole exception of Ghost - unprepared and without a forewarning on how to deal with them. You had to deal with a clingy werewolf, howling at the moon and whining in utter heartbreak because you told him off for humping your leg in the rec room, huffing and gasping down your neck. A hissing and possessive tiger, stalking you down the halls and jumping you whenever you were alone to ravage you against the wall, mouthing and nipping at your neck, making sure his scent would stick over the wolf and nagual musk. And a protective nagual, looming over you like a shadow, arm slung around your shoulder and ready to start a fight with the other shifters if they tried masking his scent.

Luckily, their ruts never overlapped, it might’ve been a fortunate coincidence, but one that you wouldn’t take for granted. You had a schedule drawn up in the first year after they accepted you into their pack, Soap’s was always after the full moon, the silver disk being the catalyst to his urge; Horangi had his in the later days of each month, oftentimes beginning on the last day of the werewolf’s rut; and Alejandro took the first week of the month, starting slowly on the third or fourth day and ramping up on the following day.

Unfortunately, you hadn’t put in consideration for the others. Price, Gaz and König also had their moments in the yearly cycle, falling victim to the throes of instinctual need. You thanked your lucky star that Gaz rutted once or twice a year - thrice on rare accounts - with little to no change in his character. He might’ve been more hands, wanting to keep a hand around your waist, to give you soft and loving kisses on your lips as much as he did on your cheek, nose and forehead.

Price and König were a handful, one hoarded you to his office and had you follow him wherever he went, and the other was deathly possessive and deep into his instincts. König was on the extreme side of his type, breaking out nearly six to seven times a year, stuck mid shift with broader shoulders, red eyes and a monstrous appearance, and he had half the mind to stay considerate to other. A danger stumbling on two feet. Price was the medium, a perfect balance with three or four ruts yearly and a the self control to let you go if the situation demanded it. Despite his self-control, he was still a dragon, controlling and possessive, ordering you to come straight back to him whether or not you were knotted to Soap or Rudy was balls deep inside of you.

Despite Rudolfo being considered a monster, he was simply a human with the ability to control cadejos, as vulnerable and as resilient as one. And being human meant that he got aroused, coaxing you into his room for the night and taking care of the heat brewing between your legs. Much like Rudy, Ghost retained his bodily function - human wise - and came back as a monster, but he was a stranger to ruts, scoffing at the neediness and vulnerability of one. That, however, never stopped him from indulging in his sexual kinks and dark fetishes, having you as the subject of his exploration if no one else hit their cycles.

They were a handful, from Soap’s mutt-like character to Rudy’s calm demeanour, they had you exhausted, wringing you dry and panting, always ending up face down or backed against the wall. You were grateful - truly - that the others would willingly jump in and take over for you, helping whoever it was spend his rut. Now, you’d have to redraw your calendar, tired and clinging to your bed to stand up.

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radiance1 · 1 year ago

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I've been thinking about it for a good bit and, well. I've realized that because of my status as the originater of said idea I, in fact, can make an alternative route to said idea.

Alright, so we know that Danny can turn into an eastern dragon, and that prince Aragon, who can turn into a western dragon, wants to marry him because of that and also political power and status.

So, what if Danny lost that battle? The battle that nailed it in the coffin that he had to run away from the life he was currently living because Aragon somehow managed to get on a level of strength where he could beat Danny and marry him?

Danny quite literally had to be dragged kicking and screaming when the day he had to marry Aragon came. He didn't care who it was, he clawed, bite, hit and wailed at every ghost who came to escort him, so much so that the Observants called Aragon to put him back into submission.

Sure, before this Danny didn't have a great opinion of them, nor a terrible one. But after this, whatever opinion he had of them took a nosedive through the earth so hard it appeared in the depths of outerspace.

Not physically but still, you get the point.

Prince Aragon basically acted like he was the Ghost Prince and Danny was his consort. Even though it was the other way around. He used his newfound political power to take back over the kingdom his sister stole from him.

(They did have to form new crowns, though. Since the Crown of Fire and the Ring of Rage wasn't even royal property but stuff Priah Dark just, well, had and nobody wants to wake him up again either.)

Aragon was a cruel, arrogant and ill-tempered man, he wasn't great to his sister and he wasn't great to Danny either. If Danny disagreed with him, he would just force him to agree though physical might.

Danny could not care less about that man, and if he could he would kill him. But since you can't kill ghosts he just had to deal with it. Aragon refused to let him leave the zone, a decision that Danny didn't agree with and with all the things Danny didn't agree with when it came to Aragon, it came to a fight.

Which Aragon wins.

(Danny hated that man with a passion, he put a goddamn collar on him. One that prevented him from speaking, prevented him from wailing.)

So Danny had to stay in the Ghost Zone, in Aragon's Kingdom. Unable to see his family and friends, unable to go to school, unable to live a normal life.

The only ally he felt he had was Dorathea, who was basically stuck in the same position he was. They grew a great deal closer, stuck under Aragon, since they were family now at least it was with someone Danny could say with certainty he liked.

His family and friends tried to get him out of this, they failed, Aragon was much too powerful for them to fight, even if he was with them, he lacked the one thing that proved a massive threat to Aragon. He didn't want them to die, so he quite literally pleaded and begged for Aragon to spare them.

Aragon did.

He liked seeing one of the catalysts that put into motion his fall from grace begging beneath him. Pleading with him to spare mere humans, it was all the sweeter and amusing to watch him do so when not a sound could leave his lips.

Danny just holed himself up in his room, it was a lavish room, really. With a giant bed, fluffy pillows and sheets, and decorations made of probably expensive stuff. Danny couldn't really find it in himself to actually care about whatever was in his room, he just slept, ate occasionally, limited the only person to enter his room being Dorathea (Not that Aragon cared, if he wanted something he would just force his way in, really.), and unwillingly attend whatever ball or party Aragon would throw, be sad about how Dorathea was sent prevented from seeing him.

That was how it would be for no doubt eternity. The husband of a certified asshole who didn't care for him and saw him as an accessory at best.

He cursed the Observants, who condemned him to this fate.

Until one day, like any other, were Danny laid around. He got summoned, how? He didn't know. No one was even supposed to know he existed since he never did anything to put himself out there or any options to summon him.

He was in human form when he appeared on the other side. He wasn't in the ghost zone anymore, he knew, yet it still seemed like a fantasy. He didn't who summoned, why or how they managed to do so, he was just happy.

Another group busted through the doors and into the room, fighting against the people who summoned him. It was a quick fit, the summoners folding easily under the assault of the other group.

Want to know what the funniest thing was?

The people who summoned him, did so on accident trying to summon Pariah dark.

It was, so funny to him that he just. Broke down laughing. Sure, it sounded more like pained wheezing perhaps, but he couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of the situation he found himself in, he laughed and held onto his stomach, curled into a ball, even.

Because hey, some guy who smokes in a brown coat just told him that he was summoned on accident!

And then promptly started crying.

#dc x dp #dp x dc #dp x dc crossover #ghost prince danny #prince aragon #An alternative to my other idea #I've just been thinking about what if Danny couldn't run or lost against Aragon and this was the result #So #Uh #yea!#Danny will stay in the DC universe #Forcefully if he has to even #Honestly though #You could have Danny being a minor and getting adopted by one of the heroes #Or adult Danny maybe falling in love and having a healthy relationship #Or none of the above even!#It's up to you #:3

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the-crimson · 1 year ago

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I think my favorite and most fascinating thing about theory bros x2 assassination of ElQuackity is how each assassination was received.

The first assassination was a spectacle. Everyone on the server was watching and each popcorn while they did. They put it up on a tv on Foolish’s dragon with all the eggs and people not even really involved present. Even leading up to it everyone was so much more relaxed and going with the flow. It wasn’t real. There weren’t any real consequences because ElQ still had one more life and no one perceived him as a threat.

The second assassination was entirely the opposite. The tension leading up to the explosion was so palpable. No one was laughing and joking around. Max and bbh were the only ones in the know and they knew this was different. This decision would have irreversible consequences. All the eggs were terrified. Dapper and Pomme were hiding in her panic room for far longer than necessary because they were terrified they’d be targeted in ElQ’s rage long after he logged off the server. Roier spoke with Max and Bbh for a good 20 minutes about how this might have unleashed something horrible onto the rest of them.

The first assassination was a joke

The second was a catalyst for unknown and irreversible change

Bbh and Max. The original theory bros. These two grabbed the federation by the balls and refused to play by their rules at the exact moment we discover Cellbit has been dancing on their strings this whole damn time.

Todays streams from tazercraft and foolish to theory bros and elq to cellbit’s enigma… today feels like a turning point.

There is a storm on the horizon and when it hits… I dont think any of us are going to be ready

#qsmp #crimson speaks #this server #10/10 #qsmp admins u guys are doing amazing #we have been fed so much today

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wannab-urs · 1 year ago

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Outtakes - multiples vol 1

AO3 | Kofi | Main Masterlist | The Spreadsheet Masterlist | Vol 2

Howdy folks!

Here's all the fics on my spreadsheet featuring multiples - that's MMF, MFM, FMF, FFM, and more! All of these fics feature a reader character + 2 or more other characters, usually 2 pedro boys but not always!

Summaries and tags are, in most cases, provided by the author - please be sure to read them as some of these fics may have content you do not wish to read.

Updated 5/24/2024

Possession a Din/Cobb one shot by @prolix-yuy

Summary: In a city called Mos Pelgo, soon to be named Freetown, a Marshal, a Mandalorian, and a Guild member sit for a drink. They also sit with a question - how to get rid of the adrenaline coursing through their veins, remnants of tearing a krayt dragon in two. You have some ideas. Tags: Smut, MMF threesome, descriptions of male and female bodies, penetrative vaginal sex, fingering, oral sex (male and female receiving), anal play, rimming, cum eating, creampie, unprotected sex, fingers in mouths, rough sex, M/M, M/F, M/M/F, the helmet comes off, slight sensory deprivation

A Little Lipstick Never Hurts a Max P/Dieter series by spacegayofficial (AO3) / @max--phillips

Summary: (part 1) Max tries to skip his morning inspection, but gets caught breaking one of the rules you set for him anyway. A punishment is in order. (part 2) Max realizes a fantasy, and you enlist Dieter Bravo to help you deliver. (part 3) You receive a very hot video from your boyfriends while you are at work. The making of said video requires Max to break some rules you'd previously set out for him. He and Dieter make it up to you very easily. Tags: Forced Feminization, but it's consensual, Femdom, Chastity Device 24/7, D/s dynamic, Sex Toys, BDSM, reader referred to as Mistress and Ma'am, Impact Play, Riding Crop, Bondage, Anal Fingering, Pegging, Butt Plugs, Degradation, Deepthroating, face fucking, gagging, spit, ruined orgasm, Nipple Clamps, Cum Play, Cum Eating, Oral Sex, Aftercare, there is NO misgendering, Max's ass does get referred to as his pussy and his dick his clit, but that's as far as that goes, MMF, threesome, PIV, double penetration, cock cages, ball gag, choking, max is a vampire, blow jobs, sex tapes, cum swapping, rule negotiations, fluff

Behind The Velvet Rope a Joel/Dieter Series by @psychedelic-ink

Summary: A grumpy bodyguard, an eccentric actor, and you, who is thrust into the limelight. What can go wrong? The three navigate the challenges of Hollywood, tensions may arise and conflicts may occur but they'll always have each other to lean on. Tags: Smut, MMF threesome, forbidden romance, age gap, unprofessional situations, thigh fucking, intercrural sex, brat taming, oral sex (male receiving), Dom/sub dynamics, mlm dynamics, messy two-person blowjob, praise kink (Dieter), hair pulling, BDSM dynamics, drug use, high sex, pet names (good girl/good boy, sweetheart, darlin', honey), guidance kink, handjob, facesitting, inexperienced!reader

Fuse a Din/Ezra two shot by @marisferasiop

Summary: Din and reader are working as a Guild crew living on the Crest (and quietly pining for one another). Din picks up a bounty on a harvester dodging creditors who had fronted funds for prospecting work and finds a surprise: someone who looks exactly like him. While on the way to drop him to the client, the three of you are accidentally dosed with a pollinating spice strain meant for cold blooded biologies! Now you three have to ah- "get it out of your systems" somehow! Tags: Sex Pollen, Marathon Sex, Anal Sex, Oral Sex, Rough Sex, Kissing, Boys Kissing, Din Djarin Removes the Helmet, but only in the dark, Force-Sensitive Reader, Ezra loses the arm, no y/n, Hurt/Comfort, Domestic Fluff, oh no we got feelings in our sex pollen smut, Everyone in star wars is bi til it's proven otherwise, Ezra is definitely a mouthy bottom, Switch Din Djarin, MMF, MM

Catalyst a Joel/Frankie series by @ezrasbirdie

Summary: After falling into bed together on the night of Frankie’s 40th birthday party, you, Joel, and Frankie start a relationship. Tags: smut, MMF, fluff, POV switch, they're all very hot for each other, one minor instance of pussy slapping, kind of double penetration but not really, a little voyeurism, some brief jealousy, Joel loves to show off, Frankie loves to watch, squirting, bossy Joel, very sweet Frankie, too many uses of the word soft, MM, feelings, fluff, angst, oral sex, handjobs

Unusual Situation a Din/Ezra one shot by @absurdthirst

Summary: Time for a space cowboy threesome. Tags: Smut, MMF threesome, oral sex (male and female receiving), PiV sex, cum eating

Of Gorgons and Gardens a Din/Ezra series by @concussed-to-pieces (this starts off basically pure smut and gets really cute)

Summary: Din, raised by the Death Watch, is looking for a quarry named Ezra. Tags: Smut, MMF threesome, sex pollen, breeding kink, bodily fluids, dubcon

With or Without You a Javi P/Frankie series by @jksprincess10

Summary: You ask your partner, Javi, to join in on a bad idea. Tags: MFM, bi!Frankie, pet names (hermosa, bonita, baby, good boy, alcohol, cigarettes, no home!javi, flirting, dom!javi, switch!reader, sub!frankie, consent, praise kink, oral sex m receiving, oral sex f receiving, deepthroating, fingering, masturbation, javier talks you through it, squirting, unprotected piv, creampie, using cum as lube, cum eating, pwp, switch!reader, MMF, couch sex, pussy eating king!Frankie, 69, face sitting, riding, dirty talk, jealous!javi, ass slapping, spanking, rough sex, degradation, slut, double blowjob, anal MM, voyeurism, cum play, fluff, angst, pet names: frankie baby, cocaine, drugs, food play, polyamory, miscommunication, somnophilia, mild dub con

Adversity a Frankie/Ezra series @the-ginger-hedge-witch

Summary: On your own and far from the home you once knew, you find unlikely allies right when you least expect them and soon learn that they have plenty to teach you. Tags: Western AU, Age Gap, Explicit Smut, MMF relationship, inexperienced/virgin reader, references to violence and death (it’s the old west).

Shore Leave a Frankie/Santi one shot by @theywhowriteandknowthings

Summary: Young Frankie and Santi and you have a threesome when they're on leave Tags: MMF Threesome, some degradation(mild), anal, anal play, butt plugs, blowjobs, pussy eating, DP sex, poly mentions(?), Frankie is a menace.

a court of fangs and foxgloves an Oberyn/Max P one shot by @psychedelic-ink

Summary: After you left the court and hence Oberyn, no one is eager to forgive you for your betrayal. Especially those closest to you. Tags: Smut, MMF threesome/orgy, voyeurism, mlm dynamics, Dom/sub dynamics, sub!Max, switch!reader, dom!Oberyn, rimming, ass play, anal sex, penetrative vaginal sex, biting, mentions of blood, vampirism

Group Therapy a Frankie/Tommy one shot by @beskarandblasters

Summary: Frankie Morales & Tommy Miller are both sent to a veteran’s support group by their doctors where they meet and become friends. Both men take a liking to you, the group therapist. And instead of getting angry with each other Tommy comes up with a fun little idea after therapy one night. Tags: alternate universe, canon divergence, no outbreak, age gap, drinking, MMF threesome, vaginal fingering, oral sex (male and female receiving), penetrative vaginal sex, semi public sex, pet names (darlin', sweetheart, good girl, dirty girl), therapist!reader, degradation

Desires and Complications a Marcus P/Dave series by @ezrasbirdie

Summary: Marcus has been with you for a while, but knows you hold back in the bedroom. He tracks down an old flame of yours—Dave—to show him how to please you. Tags: Smut, daddy kink, anal play, cumplay, unprotected penetrative vaginal sex, oral sex (female and male receiving), rimming, humiliation, MMF threesome, anal sex, mlm dynamics, angst, established relationship, double penetration

Euclidean Geometry a Frankie/Jack/Pero one shot by @leslie-lyman

Summary: They make no attempt to define what this is, who they are to each other. All they know is that now they are together. Tags: smut, MM and MMF; some implied D/s dynamics; allusions to the lingering trauma of military service

The Impaler a Tim Rockford/Max Phillips one shot by @kiwisbell

Summary: Chief Detective Tim Rockford makes a breakthrough in New York City’s latest serial killer case. The mysterious culprit is in the mood to share more than information. Tags: vampires, gothic architecture, slightly dubious consent, implied mind alteration/control, murder, death, blood, threesome, lots of biting, spanking, spitroasting, masturbation, DVP, fingering, unprotected PIV (wrap ur vampire dicks pls), wife sharing, free use kink, oral sex (f and m receiving), exchanging fluids, spitting, disgusting and filthy, max using cringey nicknames for reader’s pussy but it’s charming bc it’s max, handcuffs, light bondage, hair pulling

Tommy's Hard Day a Joel/Tommy one shot by @toxicanonymity

Summary: Tommy had a hard day, so Joel asks you to help him feel better Tags: free use, blow jobs, MFM threesome w/ Tommy & Joel Miller (they don't touch), cuckolding, unprotected P in V sex, creampie, Pre or non-outbreak.

Three's a crowd a Marcus P/Javi P one shot by @agentmarcuspike

Summary: Your boyfriend Marcus watches Javier Peña fuck you Tags: established open relationship (reader and marcus), cucking, threesome (mfm), oral (f and m receiving), fingering, swallowing, subtle hugh grant reference, exhibitionism, voyeurism, unprotected penetrative vaginal sex, one (1) light ass slap, eiffel tower, marcus king of aftercare pike, javi secret softie peña, reader is v bold and confident, made-up stuff about the fbi lol, bit of sappy fluff (they love each other, ok)

Something wretched about this a Joel series by @covetyou (Chapter 3 - The Dark Caress of Someone Else is the Joel/Tess/Reader threesome)

Summary: Your father has been medicating his long term illness for as long as you can remember, and he'd always been grateful to find medication suppliers even after the world went to shit. When he can't pay up, what lengths will you go to to protect your entire world? Tags: Smut, PWP, dubcon, penetrative vaginal sex, vaginal fingering, oral sex, anal sex, anal play, spanking, MFF threesome, medicinal drug usage, vaginal fisting, praise kink, sex toys, post-outbreak, creampie, debts, cumplay, pussy slapping

The Saint, the sinner, and the devil a Joel/Javi P Series by @joelsgirl

Summary: Joel and Javier are two sides of the same coin, the dark and supposed light of an unrelenting war - but in this room, they were predators and you, their prey. Tags: Mafia alternate universe, Narcos and TLOU crossover, mafia DBF!Joel Miller, corrupt Javier Peña, smut, age gap, size difference, dirty talk, threesome, name-calling

Le Trio De Fleur a Din/Paz Vizla one shot by @absurdthirst

Summary: You are a bounty that the Mandalorians have been sent to capture. They track you to an uninhabited planet where you have crashed your ship. You’ve killed the other bounty hunters that have been sent after you, seemingly including another Mandalorian, but they find you in a much more precarious situation due to the local fauna. Tags: Dubious consent due to sex pollen. Vaginal fingering, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, oral sex (male receiving), cream pie, threesomes, cum eating, double penetration, anal sex, thoughts of violence.

All our candles are burned out a Dieter/Frankie one shot by @psychedelic-ink

Summary: dieter needs helicopter lessons for an upcoming role and santiago finds you the perfect man for the job. Tags: established relationship between dieter and reader, threesome, a very messy blowjob, edging, teasing, mlm dynamics, vaginal/anal fingering, piv, creampie, single dad!frankie, competency kink

Blackmail a Javi P/Joel one shot by @milla-frenchy

Summary: in exchange for his help to let Joel and you out of the QZ, a new soldier, Javier, asks him for something more than just ration cards Tags: Dubcon. Cucking, praise kink, oral (f/m receiving), unprotected piv, rimming, anal, threesome, double penetration, creampie

Closure a Marcus P/Din one shot by @javier-pena

Good Boy a Dieter/Javi P one shot by @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin

Summary: Dieter gets cucked. That's it. That's the fic. Tags: cucking, PIV, creampie, oral sex f receiving, cum eating, PWP/plot what plot?, dom!Javi, sub!dieter, idk what reader is... having a good time?

Intimidation Tactics a Dave/Marcus P series by @whataperfectwasteoftime

Summary: You and your partner, Marcus Pike, are investigating a case that brings you far too close to something much more dangerous than your average art thief. Tags: Mentions of previous abusive relationship, enemies to lovers, idiots to lovers, eventual polyamory, smut

Apple a Frankie/Santi/Will one shot by @romana-after-dark

Summary: You are married to Santi and you and him dabble in CNC scenes. This time, Santi enlists the help of Will and Frankie. Slowly, things start to devolve, and things get heated between the three men that was not discussed prior. This culminates when you try to safeword and you find Will's fingers in your mouth. Tags: Smut, dead dove; do not eat, consensual non-consent turned noncon, bi!Will, bi!Santi, bi!Frankie, dark fic, mlm dynamics, size kink, painful sex, degradation kink, petnames (puppy), edging, premature ejaculation, bukkake, unprepared penetrative vaginal sex

To be explored later a Frankie/Santi one shot by @legendary-pink-dot

Summary: You and your boyfriend Santi fuck his best friend Frankie and it's a little more MMF than you were expecting -- much to your delight Tags: Swearing, dirty talk, rough-ish sex, hair pulling, oral sex (m receiving), a couple of spanks, edging if you squint, also yearning m/m if you squint, unprotected PIV, snowballing, threesome, dom!Santi.

Under your skin a Jack/Javi P one shot by me

Summary: You’ve worked on Chucho’s ranch since you were 15 years old, grew up with Javi, loved Javi… He comes back after nearly 20 years to find you hooking up with a certain former secret agent. He’s jealous, for sure, but of who? Tags: post season 3 of Narcos, AU where Jack gets kicked out of the Statesmen instead of burgered, Javi being bi and repressed, Jack being a bisexual slut, SMUT, MMF dynamics, oral (f receiving), javi being a dick, oral (m receiving), javi tries to hit jack, gay kissing (!!!), making out, face sitting, reader kinda gets used and likes it, nipple play, throat fucking, Eiffel tower moment, brief f masturbation, brief m masturbation, pet names (sugar, cowboy, baby, hermosa), truly unreasonable amounts of cursing i’m sorry i talk like this, and also unreasonable amounts of southern phrasing, again sorry I talk like this, unprotected PIV, creampie, cum eating, teasing Javi, actually 90% porn with like a little backstory, kind of enemies to lovers, they’re all ranch hands technically, also they’re all romantically into each other but also javi is dumb and jack can’t believe anyone would want him for more than sex haha oops :)

do i really have to chart the constellations in his eyes?a Frankie/Santi series by moonknightly (AO3)

Summary "Neither of you want the night to end. That’s the only reason it takes you ten minutes to put your clothes back on and the only reason he offers to share his tequila after he’s gotten you out of them." Tags: Cheating, Infidelity, Post-Break Up, Angst, Smut, Cuckolding, sloppy blowjobs, Dom/sub, Threesome - F/M/M, Spanking, Pain Kink, Choking, You're mostly fucking Santi here

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drarryspecificrecsdaily · 1 year ago

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2023.11.01

Complete fics posted on AO3 this day

1. generosity by odessities [E, 6k]

►Since the adoption of their son Leo, the Potter-Malfoys’ lives have ventured into the overtly vanilla. Particularly in the bedroom. Although Draco says he's perfectly fine with how things have changed, Harry has made it clear that he is willing to try anything to re-ignite the passion they once had.

2. Midnight Love by blood_bank [E, 9k]

►One night at a Halloween ball becomes the catalyst for Draco and Harry's breaking point.

3. Starting Over by Justlikewriting [M, 19k]

►When - after his divorce - Harry moved back into number 12 Grimmauld Place, the house didn’t exactly welcome him, seemingly making every effort to push him out again instead. And it didn’t get any better, either. In fact, over time it only got worse. Which meant that something needed to be done. By an expert who knew how to deal with this kind of thing. So, eventually, there only seemed to be one viable option: Harry had to invite Draco Malfoy. Into his house. On purpose. Surely, that would work out for the best.

4. Tricks and Cupcakes by Adora_Slytherin [E, 9k]

►Harry decides to get some air from the Eighth year Halloween party. Finding Draco Malfoy sitting alone in the courtyard with a tray of cupcakes wasn't something he expected and neither getting stuck to him.

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Fest/Exchange

1. Ten Visits to Fire and Flight: The World of Dragons by Anonymous [E, 17k]

►A decade after the war, Draco Malfoy has made a new name for himself, running the dragonology department at the British Museum of Magic. And in spite of his cranky assistant (and her rude drawings), the other department heads (jog on, Janet), and three untamed children (menaces), it’s brilliant. Or it would be, if Harry Potter didn’t have so much bloody free time after his morning show (which Draco does not and will not listen to). ★ Harry/Draco Career Fair 2023 | @hd-fan-fair

#drarry #drarry fanfic #drarry fic rec #harry potter #draco malfoy #daily list #2023 #2023.11

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somewhatsentientspellbook · 7 months ago

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With the announcement of S3 coming later this year, I thought I'd just put into the universe my predictions for how TLOVM S3 will work. I've already covered some of this before (see here for how A Bard's Lament has the same number of letters as there are episodes in a season), but now I'm in the mood to go into more detail.

My first thoughts were of what needed to fit into this season, namely, defeating the rest of the Conclave, vestige hunting, and individual character arcs. That's a LOT, but I think I've figured out how it COULD work.

Episodes 1-3 (Marquet / Glintshore)

Raishan has just revealed herself and needs to quickly gain VM's trust. She'll tell them Ripley was helping Umbrasyl with his vestige hunt and that she's gone to Marquet to track more down. This might be a good time for Percy and Keyleth to get some character development since Percy will be interested in taking Ripley out of the picture, and Keyleth will want to embrace R A G E for Raishan's involvement with Thordak destroying Pyrah.

Once they get to Marquet, Scanlan has the opportunity to reunite with Kaylie (since she and the troupe mentioned going there after Westrunn) and kick his character arc into overdrive. Scanlan will make his promise to Kaylie that he'll survive the crisis, and we'll probably get some J'mon Sa Ord and the Sandkehgs Hide scene.

Glintshore, the Anna Ripley fight, and Percy's death will happen in E3. This is simply because episode three has been chock full of depressing character moments for both S1 and S2 - so why shouldn't it also be the case for S3? It will also serve as a catalyst for Vex and Percy's official romance and potentially spook Keyleth and Vax into theirs as well. Scanlan will probably have a moment too, as he realises just how dangerous this quest will be. By the end of this batch, we'll have two (?) more vestiges with Whisper and Cabal's Ruin added to the roster.

Episodes 4-6 (Vorugal / Yenk / The Mansion)

The party will probably make a quick pit-stop in Whitestone where they'll find out the Conclave has expanded its efforts beyond Tal'Dorei, as Vorugal has demolished Draconia in Wildemount. Raishan will convince VM to go to Draconia with her to dispatch Vorugal. We might get more Exandrian lore to set up Wildemount for the M9 series as VM preps for the battle.

Scanlan received a key in the S2 finale that will likely come into play in E5 as either the key to his Magnificent Mansion or the Gate spell (both are iconic parts of the Vorugal plan). I'm leaning more towards the key belonging to the Mansion since they can rewrite the story to have Raishan cast Gate as a nod to how she freed Thordak. They'll summon Yenk so they can not only kill another dragon but also retrieve Keyleth's vestige. We'll get a really badass fight scene and character moments for a number of characters.

Considering how jam-packed the season will have been at this point, I wouldn't be surprised if E6 ends up being a cool-down 'filler' episode with character moments like Kima getting the Holy Avenger, the canon ball contest, and Percy and Vex's kiss in the woods.

Episodes 7-9 (Fire Plane / Earth Ashari (?) / Retaking Emon)

On the hunt for more vestiges, VM will probably head to the Fire Plane to recover the Plate of the Dawnmartyr with a cameo from Senokir. Still, aside from that, I don't know what the episode would consist of.

I also think this batch of episodes is a perfect place to slot in Keyleth's Earth Ashari trial, since it took place pre-stream and TLOVM seems to be hinting that Pyrah was her first trial. It would be really interesting to see how Keyleth's vision of her own death will be adapted considering how far into the Chroma Conclave arc it takes place. The trial would also give VM a chance to gather more forces for the coming battle.

Now, if the episode titles actually ended up spelling A BARD'S LAMENT, I would have absolutely named S3E9 'March to Emon'. This is where we get an Avengers Endgame-type moment of unity where all of VM's allies and the armies gather to take Emon back from Thordak. I'm thinking of appearances from Syngorn, the Ashari, Whitestone, maybe even J'mon Sa Ord sending some support their way.

Episodes 10-12 (Thordak / Raishan / Scanlan & Taryon (?))

We're in the final batch of episodes, and I feel like these are the simplest to lay out. It'll be boss battle after boss battle; the only question is how long each battle will take. Thordak will likely be kept to just E10, so that the show has ample time to handle the Raishan fight (since I tend to think of Raishan as the penultimate enemy from the Conclave).

Thordak dies, and in E11, the party battles Raishan in a brutal fight that does NOT kill Percy in the adaptation. I think him dying again would cheapen his death earlier in the season and take away from Scanlan's death in the same encounter. I really hope we get Travis breaking our hearts with "FIX HIM!" too. Now, I'd say the episode ends with VM taking Scanlan's body back to Whitestone.

In the season finale, Kaylie comes to Whitestone, and the party resurrects Scanlan. I think it'd be a unique change to the story (but not necessarily an unwelcome one) if VM was willing to just bury Scanlan, but Kaylie was the one who convinced them to try and bring him back. We get the absolutely gut-wrenching speech and his departure. The thing I'm wondering is whether TLOVM will simply end with Scanlan leaving and save Taryon's debut to S4, or if they'll introduce him in the final scene and leave us on a cliffhanger. My assumption is that the latter is the case since it's a very them thing to do.

With all that being said, I hope what I've written makes sense. It's been in my drafts for a good 6 months while I tried to piece together my theories, and I haven't exactly proofread it. Obviously, any number of things could end up being different, but this is just my take. I'd love to hear people's thoughts and theories that they've come up with themselves too!

#it's gonna be a jam-packed season regardless and they'll have to cut out or rework a lot of different elements #i can't wait though!#long post #i didn't realise how long it'd be until i finished it #maybe i should've put a tldr somewhere #i suppose the titles of the episode batches are tldr-y enough #critical role #vox machina #cr theory #cr meta #the legend of vox machina #tlovm

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juuls · 9 months ago

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Multi-Fandom Fic Recs

The @fanfic-reading-challenge gives me the opportunity to explore tons of fandoms I normally wouldn't, and I wanted to share some of my favourite so far this year!

Game of Thrones

and in the night, you'll hear me calling by shawsdavid | T | 10k | Jon/Sansa/Margaery: When you met your soulmate, touched them for the first time, you would see everything in all its colorful glory.

A Knight's Watch by DolorousEdditor | M | 670k | Jonsa: Jon Snow is forbidden to take the black by his father. Instead he sent to squire for a famous knight, beginning a long arduous journey that causes him to cross paths with characters he never would have. Along the way he learns truths long hidden and discovers love in the most unlikely of places. All of this in the shadow of the War of Five Kings and the coming of the Others.

Potterverse

Dancing with Draco by diamonddaydream | T | 19k | Dramione: Retelling of the Yule Ball segment of Goblet of Fire as a Dramione story. Hermione Granger needs a dance tutor before she embarrasses her partner, Viktor Krum, and herself at the Yule Ball. Draco Malfoy needs a good deed to make amends for hexing her teeth. Both of them need to keep everyone else for finding out what's going on between them. Fluffy romance with just a touch of angst. NOTE: story continues in "Draco Takes a Mark."

All I Have Never Known by LittleSixx | M | 32k | Dramione: The Ministry of Magic requires all magical people to marry someone of opposite blood status by 25. The Malfoys host a ball to help Draco meet a non-pureblood witch, and the one he falls for isn't who she claims to be.

Divination for Skeptics by olivieblake | M | 98k | Dramione: The latest in magical advancements is an enchantment that reveals the bearer’s romantic compatibility with another person. Effectively eliminating uncertainty from dating, the charm can tell you whether or not you’ve found The One with a precise, Hermione Granger-approved calculation of traits and preferences. It’s a foolproof method of predicting relationship happiness. It’s also, for Hermione, positively dreadful news. Dramione, post-war, soulmate AU.

The Black Rose by DarkCloud190, Rijaya83 | E | 166k | Dreomione: After years of a rocky relationship, Hermione Granger is single again, and for the life of her she cannot stop staring at her two friends. Draco Malfoy and Theo Nott both work with her at the DMLE and she is analyzing everything they say, do, or breathe. Surely, she is just imagining it. They have been dating each other for a year now and couldn't possibly be interested in her. Hermione's troubled love life aside, there is a killer targeting a specific group of people, putting both Hermione and Theo at risk.

Hermione Granger, Demonologist by BrilliantLady | T | 47k | Hermione & Theo: Hermione was eight when she summoned her first demon. She was lonely. He asked what she wanted, and she said a friend to have tea parties with. It confused him a lot. But that wasn’t going to stop him from striking a promising deal with the young witch.

The Accidental Courtship by Lomonaaeren | T | 14k | NottPott: Harry gets a soul-mark during his eighth year at Hogwarts, and is hopeful that he can finally be sure he’ll have someone who loves him for himself. When Theodore Nott rejects him, Harry steps back and goes to live his own life. Theo, who doesn’t want to be trapped in the limelight at Potter’s side, finds himself falling in love anyway.

A Star and Her Dragon by Lizzie_carlile | E | 256k | Theomione, Drarry, Hermione & the Malfoys: “The order took everything from me,” Lucius spoke again. “Now I’ll become the monster they always feared I would be.” The Death of the Malfoy Daughter was the catalyst for Lucius Malfoy becoming the man that everyone feared he would. With a second war brewing and secrets finally coming to light, one girl holds the key to turning the tides of the war.

Dungeons & Dragons: Honor Among Thieves

Odd Little Family by chimneystacks | T | 1.7k | Xedgin: "Kira found it practical to believe that her father would someday remarry, and even more so to believe that it would be to the woman who was already a trusted, guiding figure to his child. Therefore, it was much to her surprise when a tall, handsome man interrupted her lute practice to ask her blessing in his proposal to her father."

House of the Dragon

The Falcon Becomes a Dragon by MichelleGz | T | 28k | Daemyra & Aemma: What if Rhaenyra and Daemon “woke up” during the tourney that was hosted for Baelon’s impending birth, both remembering their future life. What if Aemma’s labors were not so far along. What if there was time to save her? Will Aemma believe that her beloved husband was going to kill her for the child in her womb?

you and i are made of fire by aur_el_ias | M | 8.6k | Daemyra: Soulmarks are no trivial thing. Indeed, the words inscribed on the wrist are far from frivolous—they are the most important words heard in one's life, spoken by another. Unfortunately, save for a few exceptions, most highborn marriages are not soul-bound marriages. This is the story of one of those exceptions. OR In 105 AC, Daemon Targaryen finds his soulmate.

Viable Alternatives series by madina | T | 375k | Laenor/Rhaenyra, Daemyra, her children, and Viserys' children: So much could have been solved and so many could have been spared if a universe with dragons, magic, wargs and White Walkers had artificial insemination—and if the characters tried to be anything else but a dysfunctional family.

lodestar by aramblingjay | M | 43k | Daemyra: A Targaryen destined for a soulmate is a strange, broken creature, alone in a way that lives in their very bones, waiting for the half that will make them whole. Daemon waits sixteen years for her, and then a whole lot longer. A soulmates share scars au.

From Ashes to Embers by ladyalianora (AmbitiousWitch) | M | 185k | Cregan Stark/Rhaenyra, Daemyra: After burning by Sunfyre's flames, Rhaenyra Targaryen wakes up in her maiden bed, five and ten once more. With her mind broken and a determination to not relive the life she left behind, in a court that still presents a danger and with a father that keeps tripping her path. Can she change the future? Can she give up enough to take her crown? Or will she once again lose to her father's mistakes, her enemies' schemes and her own errors? (Juulna: One of my all-time favourites.)

A Woman Scorned by Shadow_Monarch_14 | E | 96k | WIP | Daemyra, Aemma/OC: After Prince Baelon Targaryen was a miscarriage, Queen Aemma Arryn tells King Viserys I Targaryen that she will have no more children. She has given him a daughter (a heiress) and that should be good enough. Viserys, pressured by his Small Council and his dream of a male heir as well as manipulated by Otto, makes the decision to set Aemma aside and marry Alicent. Aemma, betrayed by the love of her life, agrees… after taking her daughter, Dragonstone and the Islands of the Narrow Sea and the dragons from Viserys and his Small Council. If Otto Hightower wants a dragon King with his blood on the Iron Throne, he'll have to another thing coming.

Ancient Fire by AnaWayne | NR | 198k | WIP | Rhea/Daemon, Jonsa: Bran Stark knew that it wasn’t enough. So he decided to use his sister’s dormant yet growing magic to change the history of the House of Dragons before its fall.

put down that gravestone by darkgods | E | 249k | WIP | Daemyra: they have his mother's eyes, these would-be velaryon boys. not those of their own mother, but his. the king stretches limbs and smiles wide, heedless of his brother's fury mingled with agony, his daughter's frozen gaze. fire and blood has reunited. all must be well. the king thinks nothing of the prince's lack of mourning blacks, for the whole kingdom knew the wife daemon targaryen sought was never found in the vale. ten years after the godsforsaken night in the brothel, daemon targaryen makes his return to court to find it infested with vipers that threaten to coil lethal bodies around his niece. his niece and the nephews that bear his features yet claim the name velaryon. the rogue prince has returned, and a reckoning is set to begin.

Marvel

Some Things Shouldn't Be a Chore by scifigrl47 | T | 22k | Stony, Phlint: Steve takes things like personal responsibility and respect seriously. Tony's got people he pays to take care of that kind of thing, and anyway, he's pretty sure that he's going to die of some exotic disease in his workshop, because Dummy's still a little spotty about what is 'clean' enough to put on an open wound. The rest of the Avengers are in this for personal gain, except for Clint, he just enjoys being a dick. And some things shouldn't be a chore.

Basic Rules by StrivingArtist | T | 7.9k | Tony & Avengers: It said something about Toni’s life that she had an established system in case of kidnapping and torture, and while there had been tweaks, it was still basically the same as from when she was a kid.

Let them underestimate you.

Don’t fight back until you have an exit.

Lie from the start.

Protect what matters.

Assume no one is coming to help.

Tony and the Falcon by ArcticVulpix | T | 10k | IronFalcon: Steve introduced Sam Wilson to Tony Stark after the Fall of SHIELD. He grows to regret that. He grows to regret that very much.

Ramblings by TheSovereigntyofReality | G | 34k | Pepperony, Tony & Peggy: The problem with Alzheimer's is that sufferers sometimes ramble…often with no idea who is sitting with them. Peggy says something that sends Tony Stark on a legal manhunt.

Five Things Darcy Loves About Working for SHIELD by teand | M | 49k | ShieldShock, Phlint: The Bronx was up, the Battery was down and thank freaking Thor that SHIELD provided housing or Darcy suspected she wouldn't have been able to afford to live closer than Vermont.

I (created from fantasies) exist solely for you by Mizzy | T | 62k | Stony: Six years ago, without the Avengers Initiative there to save the day, scientist Dr. Eric Selvig sacrificed himself to save the world, the almighty demi-god Thor was lost to a terrible storm, and vigilante Iron Man – spotted with a nuclear weapon trying to take advantage of the situation – was forever labelled an enemy of SHIELD. This is a comic book office AU, where Steve is defrosted a year too late, Thor has forgotten who he is, and no one knows Tony is Iron Man. Also includes: office pranks, inappropriate post-it notes, and superheroes who like pina coladas and getting caught in the rain.

The Mechanic, The Soldier, and The Captain by AvocadoLove | M | 6.4k | Stuckony: HYDRA need a replacement for Zola’s genius, and they have years worth of experience breaking and brainwashing a good man into something they can control.

The Evidence by StrivingArtist | T | 16k | WinterIron: Didn’t notice. Right. Sure. Two brilliant minds, two super spies, and a god didn’t notice when the chattiest man they knew stopped making sound. They just seemed happier than before. Brighter and more cheerful than before. They just seemed like they were more comfortable with him around when he was stone silent. Fuck it. He knew they noticed. And he knew they liked him better this way.

In Which The Winter Soldier Might Just Be Wooing Darcy by Out_Of_Custody | T | 28k | WinterShock: Exactly what it says on the tin. (Prompt-Fic) (Juulna: I adore this fic!)

Blood Stained by QueenVee1 | NR | 313k | WinterShieldShock: With a war on the horizon, the Avengers mend bridges that had been burned, relationships are rebuilt, and new friends forged. After a chance encounter with Steve Rogers, Darcy Lewis figures she's had her fill of Avenger-related activities. Turns out she's more entrenched than she ever thought possible. When she forms an unlikely friendship with James "Bucky" Barnes, she thinks her life can't get any weirder. Spoiler alert: IT CAN! A (double!?!?) meet!cute and secret!sibling story! They said it couldn't be done. B**** YOU THOUGHT!

Shadow & Bone/Six of Crows

Quiet Miracles by goatsandgangsters | G | 10k | Darklina, Zoya & Nikolai & Alina & Aleksander: Alina knew miracles. She was no Saint and no savior, she knew this. But she knew the light in someone’s eyes when they smiled. She knew the warmth of an arm slung around her shoulder, the squeeze of a hand, the elbow in her side, the tight squeeze of an embrace. She knew the moment the room held its breath and then broke into the brilliant cascade of laughter. She knew the glimmer of tears wiped from her cheeks by careful fingers. Alina knew miracles. Ravka had never been so full of them. Or: sometimes a government is the beloved sun saint of the people, a young king determined to fix what has long been broken, the eminently practical head of the newly formed Grisha council, and the heretic who’s no longer going it alone.

Without a Mouth I Can Swear Your Name by tothewillofthepeople | T | 32k | Wesper, Kinej | Helnik: Kaz looked at Matthias coldly. “What do you want?” “I want to know where Wylan Van Eck is,” Matthias said. (A Six of Crows Hogwarts AU)

Star Trek Discovery

Respite series by Alethia | E | 22k | Michael/Pike: The Terran Pike comes to visit the newly-resurrected Captain Burnham on the Shenzhou and things get…heated.

Stargate Atlantis

Desert Rose by mific | E | 18k | McShep | John, a downed Hurricane pilot in WWII, is rescued by Rodney who's tracking strange energy readings in the Sahara. And in another life, their story makes another John and Rodney unwilling Atlantis celebrities.

Ted Lasso

At the Right Time by Annaelle | E | 25k | RoyJamie: Roy doesn't like to think he's taking advantage of Jamie. He's making him better, stronger, faster, a better player, and now that he's got the fucking muppet actually behaving for him, he'll be damned if he lets him go. For the PepPerVerse Bottom!Roy Challenge.

The Hunger Games

The Victors of District Twelve by DustyAttic | G | 49k | Everlark & Lucy Gray Baird & Haymitch: night What if Lucy Gray survived that night in the woods with Snow? What if she made it up north, found those people rumored to be surviving without the Capitol, and realized District Thirteen wasn't quite as obliterated as she'd been taught? And what if, sixty-five years later and after watching a certain Mockingjay end Snow's reign, she came back to District Twelve? This is the story of Katniss and Peeta meeting Lucy Gray Baird, and learning her story-- the story that Snow so desperately tried to erase.

The Locked Tomb

Your Necro Questions Answered by Magichorse | T | 8.8k | Griddlehark: Syndicated columnist "Nav the Cav" offers a sympathetic ear to cavaliers across the galaxy and dispenses practical, no-nonsense, real talk advice on how to properly manage and care for your necromancer.

Cake by the Ocean by zoicite | T | 15k | Griddlehark: Okay, so the thing was, Gideon had always been shit at plans. She knew that. Everyone knew that, but this--she really didn’t think it would be this hard! Gideon’s voice was like the least memorable thing about her. Bargaining her voice for a well-shaped set of human legs--that really should have worked in her favor.

who ya gonna call? by igneousbitch | E | 24k | Griddlehark: (Casual sex and paranormal investigation. Not necessarily in that order.) (Or: the Buzzfeed Unsolved AU in which Gideon is ready to fight a ghost, and Harrow just wants to be haunted.)

Behind the Locked Door by UnseelieWench | T | 98k | Griddlehark: It figures that the only college with the badass Cavalier program is also the college that Harrow Nonagesimus wants to attend. Oh well. Campus is big, right? She'll probably never see that pointed little face again.

The Mummy

Best Laid Plans by kyaticlikestea | T | 6.6k | Ardeth Bay/Jonathan Carnahan: After 20 years of being subjected to more yearning than any sister should ever have to witness, Evy decides that enough's enough.

Wednesday

A Torment of the Mind by cherrybirch | M | 58k | Wenvier: In which Wednesday and Xavier sign up for Hermione’s course in Legilimency. Two overdramatic darkness-loving teens with crushes on each other, trying to master their psychic powers by learning to read each other's minds… what could go wrong? NOTE: Canon non-compliance has been tagged for three things: Hermione’s presence at Nevermore, Larissa acting as principal (as if nothing happened), and the complete removal of the stalker subplot. (I find stalkers terrifying and don’t want to write about one.)

#harry potter #game of thrones #house of the dragon #The Locked Tomb #Wednesday #The Mummy #The Hunger Games #dnd: honor among thieves #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #ted lasso #stargate atlantis #star trek discovery #six of crows #shadow and bone #marvel #mcu #juulna recs #rec list

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fanfic-lover-girl · 1 year ago

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Examining Goku's Claims About Villains at the End of the Cell Saga

I have never liked Goku's reasoning for staying dead at the end of the Cell games. I still think the reasoning was superficial and hurt Gohan and his family more than necessary. But I want to go over each of the DB and DBZ villains that I can recall and validate Goku's claims because I am curious. This may not be 100% accurate since it has been a while since I watched the series.

Dragonball Villains

Pilaf - He wanted the dragonballs to rule the world. His quest had nothing to do with Goku. Bulma had more to do with the world domination attempt since she was the one actively looking for dragon balls. X

Red Ribbon Army - This army also was not a response to Goku. They were taking over the world and gathering the balls too. Goku kind of fell into the conflict. X

King Piccolo - Pilaf is the moron who released him. Maybe fear of Goku encouraged Pilaf's idea that he needed help to rule the world but I still would not blame King Piccolo on Goku. X

Piccolo Jr. - King Piccolo created Piccolo Jr. as a last-ditch attempt when Goku defeated him. King Piccolo, I believe, launched the egg away from the battle so it's not like Goku had an opportunity to destroy the egg. But let's say Goku is responsible for Piccolo Jr. Y

1/4 is Goku's fault

Dragonball Z Villains

Raditz - He came to Earth looking for his brother. Y

Vegeta & Nappa - They came to Earth because of the dragonballs. They don't seem to care much for Raditz so I am not sure they would visit Earth to seek revenge. X

Frieza - He came to Earth because Goku did not kill him off. So Frieza coming to Earth is 100% Goku's fault. Y

Androids - Dr Gero made the androids as revenge against Goku. Goku defeated the Red Ribbon army as a kid so you can't blame him for not being thorough. But still, the androids were due to Goku. Y

(Extra) Buu - It's a nasty coincidence that the Buu fiasco happened when Goku came back. Goku was the catalyst but ultimately it's not Goku's fault. It's mainly Vegeta's fault. And the Supreme Kai's fault for being so incompetent. X

3/5 is Goku's fault

Total: 4/9 is Goku's fault

So around half of the villains in Dragonball and DBZ are Goku's fault. And that was worth missing 7 years with his family?? What crap.

It's ironic. Goku hardly attracts villains when he is peacefully minding his own business with his family. And most of the villains that came to Earth that Goku was responsible for were due to Goku not finishing the job. Of course, you have outliers like Raditz. But if Goku did not seek out problems and eliminated villains without prejudice, everything would be fine for the most part. I am tired of people justifying Goku goofing off in the otherworld and leaving his family in the dust. These are the same people who defend Goku flying off into the sunset with Uub in peacetime, once again leaving his family hanging.

I love Father!Goku but only up till the Cell saga and dbz fanfiction. The Cell games took my rose-colored glasses off when it came to Goku's fatherhood.

#son goku #son goku critical #dbz #dragon ball #dragonball z #son family #raditz #emperor pilaf #red ribbon army #dr gero #king piccolo #piccolo #vegeta #frieza #android saga #dbz cell #majin buu #cell saga #dragonball villains

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changelingsandothernonsense · 2 months ago

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Pumpkin 🎃 and Moon 🌙 for the writing ask game (moon for the sole purpose of hearing more depressing josh lore 🤭)

Helloooo! 🎃 pumpkin: do you have any favorite brainstorming techniques? how do you like to gather ideas for your wip?

I play Morrowind if I'm finding I don't know where I'm going with a story. Usually my ideas come after i've played through a particularly interesting quest. The Arkanis series (which is getting a third fic soon) is a result of Josh dying about 8 times as I tried to get him go through Kogoruhn. I don't really write notes outside of a stream of consciousness lets play on one of my discord servers. Most of my ideas are filed in my head.

🌙 moon: do any of your OCs have dark backstories or secrets they’re trying to keep?

Josh rarely speaks of his past and goes to great lengths to hide what he is. He's kept his face hidden in public since the outbreak of the Oblivion Crisis and hasn't been back on Vvardenfell since Red Mountain erupted. His story was quickly co-opted by the growing New Temple and he hates it. None of it feels like him and he laments how Erra's contributions were largely forgotten, yes he's a saint but Teldryn doesn't think its enough.

He feels guilty that his actions were the catalyst for Baar Dau falling into the Norvayn Bay and the subsequent eruption that followed. He had been seeing this destruction in bits and pieces of his dreams for years. He just didn't make it in time. He curses himself for not figuring it out sooner and only managed to save a small group of immediate family and the Ashlanders who still followed him off the island in time.

Josh makes up stories about his Corprus scaring, for a while he could get away with blaming Red Mountain for it but as the decades dragged on and Josh still looked 57 he found that blaming the eruption would start to garner questions. As of 4E 199 he has a story about getting on the wrong side of a pyromancer which Sydari doesn't believe. Eventually he would change this story into "Dragon Attack" until his past finally catches up with him after Sydari finds a very thick dossier at the Thalmor Embassy with prints of a very familiar looking Dunmer scattered through it.

Josh had been hiding who he was for two hundred years when Sydari found out about it. Within a few months the Blades (whom he defected from after having his Corprus infection 'cured'), leaked his identity- Josh won't play ball and Sydari listens to Josh more than she listens to Delphine and Esburn. He knew the reaction to his return would be mixed. There's a lot of distaste towards him from the Dunmer who see his disappearance during both the Oblivion Crisis and Red Year as a betrayal. There's an equal amount that see his absence during those times as a part of the Dunmer's atonement as they return to worshipping the Three Good Daedra. The truth was Teldryn was mourning.

He still tries to hide his identity where he can, being recognised in public isn't something he'll ever be comfortable with. He was lucky that his name had been lost when the New Temple was forming their doctrine and reproductions of his visage gradually lost their likeness as the years went on. He doesn't speak about what happened and unless you are close to him (and that is a very small section of people) you will never get it out of him. Eventually, his youngest son will write a book. It is banned in Morrowind.

october-themed writeblr ask game

#asks #writing #stuff about Josh #danger!josh

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kakusboyfriend · 5 months ago

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What's wrong buddy? Did you accidentally make the practically all powerful ancient deity and the ordinary human ocs extremely similar in personality and relationships, esp with their kids? Oh what tragedy!

#how the fuck did it take this long for it to fucking hit me #that coralia and pluto are mirrors. can someone free me from this fate #📡 incoming transmission 📡#oc: coralia #oc: pluto #dragon ball - catalyst

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theunkn0wn-0 · 6 months ago

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The Gift of Immortality DRAGON BALL STORY: Insert Reader

GENDER-NEUTRAL READER ✕ DRAGON BALL CHARACTERS

╰➤ ⌈ 𝑰𝑵𝑭𝑶𝑹𝑴𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵… ⌋ ╰┈┈➤ This is a FIRST PERSON POV story for the reader, Y/N, M/C. ╰┈┈➤ Instead of (Y/N), I use [First Name] for your name. ╰┈┈➤ Enjoy the story, have fun.

PREVIOUS CHAPTER: 004 | 𝑬𝑷𝑰𝑷𝑯𝑨𝑵𝒀 FIRST CHAPTER: 𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒖𝒆 — 𝑩𝑰𝑹𝑻𝑯 | 1

TRIGGER WARNINGS: Mentions of SCARIFICATION, VIOLENCE, BLOOD & SWEARING!!!

005 | Catalyst

❝Victory at all costs, victory in spite of all terror, victory however long and hard the road may be; for without victory, there is no survival.❞

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"You poor soul, you must leave."

Startled, I whipped around, expecting to see someone standing there, but the hallway was empty. The eerie whisper echoed in my mind, and confusion crept in as I scanned my surroundings. The hairs on the back of my neck stood on end, a shiver coursing through me, wondering if my mind was playing tricks on me. The voices in my head had a habit of whispering and yelling at the most inconvenient times, clouding my thoughts with their incessant chatter.

Perhaps it was those annoying voices.

I shook my head, trying to dismiss the eerie encounter. I needed to stay focused. Recalling the intricate steps of the Evil Containment Wave was crucial. I could not afford to let my mind play tricks on me now. With a deep breath, I pushed the unsettling experience to the recesses of my mind and continued walking.

The sounds of distant cheers reverberated through the halls, a stark reminder of the stakes at play. I found a quiet corner, a small alcove where I had stashed the bottle of water. Sitting down, I closed my eyes, forcing myself to center my thoughts.

Memories of my training with King Piccolo surfaced, the rigorous drills, the grueling lessons. I could still feel his cold, unyielding grip around my throat, his voice a cruel whisper in my ear. My body remembered the pain, the sensations of damage inflicted without mercy.

A bitter scoff escaped my lips as I leaned against the cold stone wall, trying to push those memories aside.

Instead, I focused on the teachings of Master Mutaito. With his calm demeanor, and his wise counsel, he was a good teacher, the one who kept me—somewhat—sane during my time as King Piccolo's weapon. I recalled the simple moments and remembered the Evil Containment Wave that Master Mutaito used against King Piccolo.

I could see his steady hands demonstrating the precise motions, and feel the immense energy it demanded. It was a technique of last resort, a desperate gamble, but one I might have to use against Junior.

As I sat there, the weight of my mission settled heavily on my shoulders. The room around me seemed to fade, the sounds of the arena distant and muffled. My thoughts were a whirlwind of strategies and what-ifs.

. ୭ ˚○◦˚★˚◦○˚ ୧ .

Time seemed to warp as I delved deeper into the technique, each repetition bringing me closer to mastery. But even as my movements grew more fluid, doubt still lingered in the recesses of my mind. I could only hope I might manage to trap Junior without any fatal mishaps. The blaring speakers cut through the silence, jolting me back to reality. Match 4 had come to an end, and the winner was announced with a flourish—a man named Hero.

"With the first round of intense fighting over, the best four have been decided! It's time to welcome our top four athletes to the semi-finals: Tenshinhan, Anonymous, Junior, and Hero!"

As the announcer's voice reverberated through the arena, my heart quickened its pace. The semi-finals were about to begin, and I was among the chosen few. My gaze drifted towards the entrance of the arena. The sunlight spilled in the cold, dark interior.

"Attention, semifinalists, and spectators! The first match of the semi-finals is about to commence. Tenshinhan versus Anonymous!"

I sighed softly at the mention of my alias, "Anonymous." I hoped this next competitor would be more challenging than Goku, or at least that someone else would deal with Junior before I had to. Stepping into the light of the arena entrance, the scent of sizzling food from nearby vendors mingled with the earthy tang of sweat and soil, assaulting my senses.

The crowd grew louder with each step, a cacophony of excitement and anticipation. The sky above was a canvas of vibrant hues—blue, purplish-pink, and gold—heralding the approach of sunset.

As I walked past Junior, our eyes locked for a fleeting moment, a silent exchange laden with unspoken threats. I could feel his gaze boring into my back, a reminder of the danger he posed. My focus shifted to Krillin and Goku, both defeated, and I exchanged glances with them before approaching the ring.

There, my eyes met Tenshinhan's intense, three-eyed gaze. He stood tall and confident, muscles coiled and ready for combat. I took a deep breath, centering myself. I needed to test his strength and skill. The announcer's voice boomed, "Let the first match of the semi-finals begin!"

Tenshinhan moved first, his speed astonishing. He closed the distance between us in a heartbeat, his fist aimed squarely at my face. For a moment, I was frozen in bewilderment, not expecting such impressive speed from a regular human.

Instinct took over. I leaped back, my shoes scraping the cement floor as I landed, stopping myself from tumbling out of the ring. My hand reflexively reached for my belt, patting to realize my gun wasn't there—old habits from survival situations die hard.

This is a tournament, idiot! Not a war! I'm not even in danger, not yet.

I scolded myself inwardly, berating my paranoia in the heat of the moment. With renewed focus, I pushed aside my doubts and focused on the task at hand. Tenshinhan's attacks came in waves, but I held my ground, meeting each blow with steely determination. His attacks were relentless, a barrage of strikes that kept me on the defensive. I countered with a swift kick to his midsection, but he blocked it effortlessly, retaliating with a powerful elbow strike.

The force of his blow sent me skidding backward, my feet digging into the ground to maintain balance, stopping mere centimeters from the ring's edge. Tenshinhan followed up with a right hook. I evaded the attack by leaping off the ground and swinging my leg toward his face, delivering a solid blow to his left cheek.

The impact reverberated up my leg, causing him to stagger, but he quickly regained his footing. Landing gracefully, I closed the gap between us with a swift dash. His eyes narrowed, anticipating my next move, scanning for an opening.

My immortality granted me an edge, but I couldn't rely on it. Not here. Not now.

I brought my fist to my chest, feinting a jab, then swiftly dropped to the ground, sliding towards Tenshinhan. Caught off guard, he stumbled, unable to react as I swept his legs out from under him, sending him crashing to the floor with a resounding thud.

I always had a knack for faking maneuvers and playing dirty.

As Tenshinhan sprang back to his feet, I watched closely, testing his intellect. He wasted no time, delivering a swift kick to my midsection that knocked the breath from my lungs. I rolled away, clutching my stomach, the pain coursing through me.

This is good.

I welcomed it—it was all part of the plan, a calculated risk to make Junior underestimate me. And besides, a little pain was nothing compared to what I had endured.

The crowd's cheers filled the air, but I tuned them out, focusing on my opponent. With each passing moment, my body recovered. I stood up, my breathing steady, my expression unreadable. Tenshinhan and I locked eyes, and without a word, we charged at each other once more. Our movements were fluid, a seamless blend of offense and defense. Each strike he landed was met with a counter from me, each block calculated to perfection.

The arena around us seemed to fade away, the only sounds that mattered were the rhythm of our breathing and the thunderous thud of our footsteps. Tenshinhan was relentless, his attacks coming faster and fiercer with each passing moment. As he unleashed a flurry of kicks and punches; I blocked and dodged with precision, my mind racing with strategy.

Does this man want to push me further? Fine, I can keep up.

My energy surged as I matched his pace and power. I blocked and dodged, feeling the strain in my muscles. We clashed again, Tenshinhan's firm, warm, and sweaty hand pressed against mine. His brow furrowed in concentration, teeth gritted with resolve and frustration as he sought to overpower me with sheer strength. But I held my ground, pushing back with equal force.

It was a brutal test of strength, a relentless tug-of-war that seemed to stretch on endlessly. The broadcaster's voice cut through the tension, their exclamations echoing in the arena. "Whoa, the two have finished their lightning-speed battle, but Tenshinhan and Anonymous are practically at each other's throats!"

Every muscle in my body tensed every sense heightened as I focused on the fight at hand. Despite Tenshinhan's strength, I sensed a flicker of doubt in his eyes, a momentary lapse in his resolve, noticing I wasn't tired. Centuries of experience had made me somewhat immune to the face of exhaustion.

"Come on, Tien! Take 'em down, hurry!"

The shout seemed to bolster his resolve. Seizing the opportunity, I brought my knees to my chest and thrust my legs forward, my feet connecting under his chin with a powerful blow. The impact forced Tenshinhan to release his grip, sending him soaring off the bounds of the arena.

But he disappeared before he could make contact with the ground.

Sensing his energy building behind me, I reacted on instinct, executing a flawless backflip to evade his strike. Time seemed to slow as I watched him miss his mark, his surprise evident in the widening of his eyes, our gazes locking as I flipped through the air.

With a graceful landing, I kept my hood securely, concealing my identity from prying eyes. I caught his arm and twisted, using his momentum to slam him into the ground. The impact reverberated through the arena, leaving him winded but far from defeated. After a moment, he pushed himself up, a mixture of determination and respect shining in his gaze as he met my eyes.

"You're good," he rasped, his voice rough with exertion, wiping a trickle of blood from his lips.

"I could say the same," I replied, my tone measured despite the adrenaline coursing through my veins. The truth was, I didn't tire easily. Centuries of life had honed my stamina, from traversing into the wilderness, and learning how to swim, to scaling towering peaks. I had embraced the physical challenges that came with my immortal existence.

The announcer's voice reverberated through the arena, "It doesn't get more exciting than this, folks! Anonymous and Tenshinhan standing toe to toe in intense combat! The way it looks now, the match could go either way. Let's hope they won't disappear again!" The crowd's cheers and shouts created a din that seemed to fuel our resolve, the palpable energy in the air amplifying every heartbeat.

Tenshinhan advanced once more, his movements calculated and precise. I scrutinized his approach, recognizing the subtle shifts in his stance. He launched a barrage of rapid punches, each aimed to pierce my defenses. I parried and dodged, feeling the rush of air from each narrowly avoided strike. Taking a deep breath, I decided to change tactics.

I lunged forward, feinting to the left before swiftly pivoting and delivering a decisive kick to his right side. Tenshinhan groaned, stumbling back but quickly regaining his footing. "Impressive," he said, his voice tinged with respect and irritation. "But this isn't over."

We circled each other, both assessing and recalibrating our strategies. My eyes lingered on his form—well-defined, slightly battered, but far from beaten. His extraordinary ability to stand toe-to-toe with me, a regular human exhibiting unparalleled swiftness, power, and energy, was awe inspiring and deeply unsettling.

What if there was a possibility he was an agent sent to apprehend me? What if there were more like him, capable of pushing themselves to extreme limits?

The thought gnawed at my paranoia. I couldn't afford to make errors. The real question was: how skillful and powerful is he in utilizing ki energy? As if in response to my silent query, Tenshinhan halted his circling and adopted a new stance, forcing me to pause.

He emitted a series of grunts, a battle cry tearing from his throat as his energy levels spiked. Before my eyes, he formed a copy of himself, which appeared beside him. My eyes widened in bewilderment, a chill of trepidation running down my spine.

Can he make more copies himself endlessly?

The idea of facing an army of Tenshinhans filled me with dread. Detecting the crack in my facade, he smirked smugly, chuckling at my reaction. "If you think that's it, wait till you see what's next." With another cry, he materialized two more clones.

I dropped into a defensive stance, my heart pounding and my muscles tensing with anxiety. The four clones moved into offensive positions, and though Tenshinhan spoke, his words were lost to me. My ears rang, my heart thumped in my eardrums, and my hands quivered as my breathing became erratic.

Surrounded by Tenshinhan's clones, I felt a surge of adrenaline course through me, my instincts kicking into overdrive. With a sharp intake of breath, I extended my hands, channeling my ki into a focused assault. The clones closed in, in a split-second decision, I unleashed a beam of energy aimed directly at the chest of one of the clones.

Eyes squeezed shut against the blinding brilliance, I braced myself, arms forming a protective barrier fueled by my own ki. The explosion that followed was deafening, a symphony of chaos that reverberated through the arena, I held my ground, my barrier of ki offering some protection against the shockwave and heat. For a moment, all was chaos—a symphony of destruction that drowned out the distant roar of the crowd.

As the light began to dim, I cautiously opened my eyes, squinting through the lingering haze of smoke and debris. Dust swirled around me in lazy spirals, obscuring my vision until the silhouettes of Tien's clones began to fade into the dissipating fog.

Heart pounding, I steadied my breathing, mind racing with possibilities. Could Tien be the one to defeat Junior? The thought flickered in the recesses of my mind, a fragile hope in the uncertainty. But as the smoke cleared, reality came crashing upon me like a ton of bricks. Tien lay before me, battered, and bruised, parts of his skin scorched, but resolute.

Yet, he was outside the bounds of the arena—a grave miscalculation that sealed his fate.

"Tenshinhan is out of bounds, ending in an impressive battle! Anonymous wins the first match of the semi-finals and now advances to the championship round where the 23rd Martial Arts Champion will be determined!"

The crowd erupted in cheers, their jubilation echoing around me. My barrier dissipated, the tension in my body easing as the round came to an abrupt end. I stood there, trying to process the whirlwind of emotions that threatened to overwhelm me.

What the fuck just happened?

Those words echoed in my mind, realizing I could have accidentally killed a man in front of thousands due to a survival instinct I tried so hard to suppress. The panic surged through me; the silence hung heavily in the air after my victory, broken only by the sound of my ragged breathing.

The shock of ending Tenshinhan's match so quickly left a bitter taste in my mouth, and the cheerful crowd seemed distant and out of place in this surreal moment. Tenshinhan lay on the ground, his body battered and slightly burned, struggling to regain his bearings.

I could have killed him if I hadn't controlled my instincts.

I felt Junior's eyes lingering on me. Looking up, I saw Junior's sharp gaze fixed on me from atop the tournament building roof. His mind was undoubtedly filled with an array of thoughts, analyzing my strengths and capabilities, and silently forming opinions based on what he witnessed.

Dismissing Junior's stare, I forced myself to regain my composure and turned my attention back to Tenshinhan, who seemed to be slowly gaining his bearings. My expression was firm and mingled with frustration, attempting to maintain my calm facade as I watched Tenshinhan gather the remnants of his strength to stand up.

Gradually, with a groan of pain, Tenshinhan stood up, his body still reeling from the aftermath of our battle. He faced me, his dark eyes meeting mine, his expression a combination of pain, determination, and something more—respect.

"Damn it," he managed to mutter, his voice crackling with pain, as Tenshinhan climbed back into the arena. "You're one hell of a fighter..."

The crowd seemed to hold its breath, the suspense electrifying the air as they waited for my response or next move. I could feel the weight of their stares, their curiosity, their expectations. But I paid them no mind, my focus only on Tenshinhan. I was silent, attempting to push aside my emotions as I spoke, my voice controlled and firm.

"Likewise, at least you're not dead."

Fuck, I'm awful at socializing.

A flicker of pain and frustration still lingered in Tenshinhan's eyes, but there was also a hint of admiration beneath it. Hearing my response, he chuckled softly, a mix of humor and acceptance in his tone.

"Yeah, I guess I should be grateful I'm still breathing," he responded, wincing as he gingerly touched his injured ribs. "You sure know how to throw a punch... or a blast, I should say."

The crowd's applause died down, and the spectators were still in awe of my seemingly effortless victory over Tenshinhan. The atmosphere was thick with the scent of sweat and adrenaline, the sounds of murmured conversations and footsteps on the arena floor blending into a low hum. I could feel the texture of the stone floor beneath my feet, grounding me in reality.

Tenshinhan coughed slightly, drawing my attention back to him. He stood before me, his body still bearing the signs of our previous battle, yet his eyes fixed on mine with a blend of respect and curiosity.

"I never caught your name," Tenshinhan said, breaking the silence. "I didn't expect such strength from you," he admitted, his tone tinged with genuine surprise.

"Anonymous, that's all," I replied, my voice steady despite the whirlwind of thoughts in my mind. The sun cast a golden glow over the arena, highlighting the dust particles still floating in the aftermath of our battle. My heart pounded, not from exhaustion but from the adrenaline and the fear of what lay ahead.

Before he could respond, I turned on my heel and walked away, my mind racing. If Junior won the next match of the semifinals, I would be forced to confront him—the very outcome I had been desperately trying to avoid. Attempting to quell the rising tide of panic, I reminded myself of the Evil Containment Wave, my last resort. There was no need to panic—not now.

Tenshinhan watched me walk away, his eyes following my figure, seemingly wanting to say something but hesitating. There was a mixture of anticipation and confusion among the onlookers, and I could feel their gaze on me as I made my way back toward the tournament building.

In my mind, I could almost hear Junior's voice, his presence lingering in the air as if he was silently waiting for the next round to begin. As I entered the tournament building, the sudden silence enveloped me. After the roaring cheers and applause outside, the contrast was stark and left me with a few moments of solitude to catch my breath and regroup. Before I could walk further, the blaring speakers announced the next round.

"This next match is an important one. It will determine who will fight Anonymous in the final battle for the title. The outcome is unpredictable, but one thing is certain: this battle is one you wouldn't want to miss. So, get a good view and welcome the mysterious Junior and his unpredictable opponent, Hero!"

I inhaled deeply, trying to quell the rising tension within me. All thoughts of the previous battle quickly vanished, replaced by the mounting dread growing in the pit of my stomach. Junior is next. The thought echoed in my mind, the realization bringing a wave of unease. I stood there, my mind racing with thoughts and emotions. A part of me wanted to run to escape this confrontation.

However, I knew deep down that running wouldn't solve anything. I decided to watch the match to analyze and get more information about Junior's skills and power again. I took a step back, retreating to the arena as I sought out a vantage point. Among the familiar faces of Goku, Krillin, and Tenshinhan, stood another man.

The man stood tall with a light tan complexion that spoke of countless hours spent under the sun. His medium-length black hair, perpetually wild and spiky, framed a face marked by a single diagonal scar running across his left cheek, underscored by a subtle smirk that danced across his lips. His eyes, sharp and confident, betrayed a hint of mischief beneath his steely gaze. Clad in an orange gi similar to Goku and Krillin.

As I approached, Goku greeted me with a warm smile, his usual cheerful demeanor cutting through the tension like a ray of sunshine. Krillin's gaze held a mix of curiosity and caution, while Tenshinhan remained stoic, his expression unreadable.

"Hey, you're back," Goku said, his voice filled with genuine warmth. I fell into step beside him, nodding in response. "That was an impressive match you had," Krillin chimed in, his gaze probing, seeking to unravel the enigma that was me. I acknowledged his comment with a nod, though guilt gnawed at me beneath the surface. Tenshinhan remained silent, his gaze piercing yet inscrutable.

Goku chuckled lightly, oblivious to the weight of my internal turmoil. "You really gave Tien a run for his money," he said, a hint of mischief in his tone. Tenshinhan shot him a glare, though there was a flicker of admiration in his eyes.

"How are you holding up?" I inquired, betraying no hint of emotion as I met Tenshinhan's gaze. Tenshinhan shifted slightly, his ribs still tender from our encounter with the burn marks. His response was laced with a hint of wry humor, masking the pain he undoubtedly felt.

"I'll live," Tenshinhan replied, his smirk belying the pain he endured. "You certainly don't hold back, do you?"

If only you knew.

I thought, keeping my thoughts carefully guarded behind my stoic facade. "Yeah," I said simply, evading his gaze as I wrestled with the guilt that threatened to consume me. Tenshinhan nodded, a silent acknowledgement passing between us. He understood my reticence, recognizing that words were not my forte. Despite the pain he endured, there was no animosity towards me; the intensity of battle often yielded unexpected camaraderie.

Goku and Krillin observed our brief interaction. "You're not much for conversation, huh?" Krillin remarked, studying me with a hint of confusion. He seemed puzzled by my concise responses.

"Not everyone is as chatty as you," Goku chimed in, a playful grin on his face as he rested his hands behind his head. Krillin shot Goku a playful glare, "What's that supposed to mean?"

Goku chuckled, "Justat you tend to talk a lot, that's all." Krillin rolled his eyes in mock exasperation, "And you? You can ramble on about food for hours."

Goku laughed, "Well, food is important. I can't help it if I appreciate good grub." Krillin shook his head, "Always with the food talk."

Suppressing the urge to roll my eyes, I tuned out their banter, my focus fixed on Piccolo Junior, awaiting his challenger. Suddenly, Goku excused himself and disappeared into the tournament building, leaving Tenshinhan, Krillin, and an unfamiliar man in his wake. With Goku's departure, an awkward silence descended upon us.

The unfamiliar man cast curious glances my way, his eyes a mix of intrigue and caution. Krillin appeared lost in thought; his brows furrowed as he oscillated between me and the tournament building. The absence of Goku's jovial presence amplified the uneasy atmosphere.

The man, breaking the silence, directed his cautious inquiry towards me. "So, who are you?"

"I'm someone. And you?" I replied, deflecting with a touch of sarcasm. The man raised an eyebrow at my cryptic response, realizing he wouldn't elicit any straightforward answers. He shrugged nonchalantly, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips. "Just a martial artist trying to make my mark," he quipped, a hint of bravado in his voice.

Tenshinhan, still recuperating, rolled his eyes at the man's boastful demeanor. "Try not to let your ego overshadow your skills, Yamcha," he cautioned, wincing slightly as he adjusted his stance.

Yamcha.

His name echoed in my mind as I took note of him. Krillin, finding the situation amusing, chuckled softly. He knew Yamcha's penchant for boasting. "Hey, it's not ego, it's confidence," Yamcha countered, the smirk still evident. "And trust me, I've got the skills to back it up."

Krillin interjected with a playful jab, "Yeah, like the time you lost to a clumsy opponent?" My interest was piqued for a moment, recalling the fourth match from the quarterfinals where Yamcha faced Hero, understanding Krillin's implication.

Yamcha's smirk faltered at the reminder of his defeat. He muttered under his breath, his pride stung. "That guy just got lucky," he grumbled, crossing his arms defensively. Ignoring their banter, my focus remained on Junior. I studied him intently, trying to discern his intentions and how he planned to confront me in the arena.

Sensing my intense gaze, Junior turned his head towards me, his eyes locking onto mine from the arena where he stood. Despite the distance between us, his scrutiny felt palpable, as though he were dissecting my very essence. I braced myself, feeling the weight of his stare. The tension in the air thickened as our eyes met.

Junior's gaze held a sinister gleam, his lips curling into a smirk that sent a shiver down my spine. It was as if he was sizing me up, searching for any chink in my armor. Behind my facemask, I concealed the whirlwind of emotions raging within me. Fear, uncertainty, and simmering anger bubbled beneath the surface, but I refused to let them show.

Tenshinhan, Krillin, and Yamcha sensing the brewing confrontation, exchanged uneasy glances but wisely chose to remain silent, not wanting to escalate the tension further.

Despite the fear gnawing at my insides, a surge of anger pulsed through me, fueled by the confidence that I could seal him if it came down to it.

With a nonchalant flick of my middle finger, I delivered a silent message of defiance, telling him to back off. Junior's smirk faltered momentarily, taken aback by my audacity. He regarded me with a mixture of surprise and amusement before letting out a scoff, his smirk returning with a hint of excitement dancing in his eyes.

Krillin, Tenshinhan, and Yamcha exchanged incredulous glances, their expressions a mix of shock and apprehension. Whispering under my breath, mindful of Junior's acute hearing that could catch even the faintest of sounds just like King Piccolo.

"Suck my—"

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FINISHED: JUNE 10, 2024

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