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bluecollarmcandtf · 6 months ago

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Bros, Bros, and more Bros

I made a mistake! My cousin told me about this fortune teller that cast a spell on him. Apparently, it made every man he ran into act like a fatherly figure in his life. I had an awesome dad, but I've always struggled to connect with guys my own age, so I tracked the witch down and begged her for another spell. She eventually came around, but the effects aren't quite what I expected...

"Sup, dude! Wanna skip and hit the park?"

My eyes stretch wide to take in the sight of my own father, carrying a skateboard over his shoulder like it's the most natural thing in the world. He's been acting like this for weeks; not washing his hair, barely even washing himself, and constantly wearing that stupid cap backwards. He's lost any sense of his old self!

"Dad, it's Monday. You've got work," I reply, not wanting him to piss his boss off.

"Work blows!" he sneers, "I hate wearing this stupid tie, and I'd rather hang with you, bro."

I sigh as my father tosses down his skateboard and extends a palm, pulling me into a cliche bro-hug where he claps me on the back. My dad used to give out hugs all the time, but it was never as performatively masculine as this. All this stupid curse did was turn my father into an 40 year-old frat guy.

"You're going to work," I say firmly, "And I'm going to school. We can play videogames or whatever when we get back later tonight."

"Bruuhhh!" he groans, "Fine. I'll catch you later, dude. There's pizza in the fridge if you want."

The idea of leftover pizza this early in the morning makes my stomach ache. My dad used to cook an entire meal every morning, complete with fruits and veggies. Now, he'd probably settle for a bag of chips.

The man leaves the skateboard behind and grabs his suit jacket, pulling it on with an attitude. He gives me one last head nod before bounding out of the house, hair flowing behind him. I imagine it's only a matter of time before my dad's boss is fed up with his new persona. I can't imagine a bro-personality is very conducive to getting work done in a corporate office. Hopefully, he'll mature soon.

With an empty stomach, I saunter out of the kitchen and walk to campus. I'm grateful to live close to the university. Hopefully, my curse won't get in the way of my day.

"Hey, how's my favorite student doing, bro?"

My professor yells and breaks into a goofy grin at the sight of me. I close the door to his office to give us a bit of privacy. Mr. Carlton only acts like this when I stop by, so his colleagues would be shocked to see such a drastic shift in his usually stoic personality.

"I'm good, Professor Carlton," I say, "I wanted to check on my grade for this course."

"No need to be so formal, dude," he smiles, clapping me on the back, "You can call me Daniel. Want a drink? I have some bourbon."

"I'm good. I really just-"

"Relax, bro," my professor says, shoving a glass in my hand, filled to the brim, "This is good stuff. I save it for special occasions, so sit down! Kick your shoes off! I don't care!"

The department head pulls off his suit jacket and leans back in his chair, propping his feet up on the desk and stretching his arms behind his head. I'd never seen the man act so unprofessional, but ever since the curse, he's started treating me like his closest buddy.

"Professor...sorry...Daniel, I just wanted to hear about my grade."

"I got you, bro!" he laughed, "Just keep doing what you're doing. I don't care if you don't show up!"

My shoulders relax. That's what I want to hear. It's not that I don't want to attend his lectures, but the last time I did, he started acting like a jackass in front of the entire class of 50 students. His presentation went from ancient monetary systems to ratings of best celebrity nip-slips. It's a miracle he didn't get fired!

"Ok, good. I have to go," I say checking the time, "And you have class in 20 minutes."

"Shit, I know," he groans and gulps down the rest of his booze, "Another day another dollar, I guess. When can we hang out, man? Tonight? I really wanna hang out with my guy."

"Nope, sorry!" I tense up and grab my backpack, "Good luck with the lecture."

"Right on, bro," he holds a sad hand up for a high-five, swallowing the rest of the drink he poured me.

I give my tipsy professor a halfhearted clap and scamper out of the office as quickly as possible. These interactions make me cringe so hard when a grown man acts young and cool for me. It's especially awkward to see such a respected individual sink to such a low level. What would we even do if he came over?

"Dude! Long time, no see!"

In the hallway, I run into the football coach and two of the team's best players. The three of them look like they're getting back from an early morning conditioning session. They're all sweaty, panting, and happy to see me.

"Oh, hey," I muster, feeling increasingly less cool around these jocks. I hate to admit it, but guys like this wouldn't give me the time of day before I got that bro-curse.

"Hey, man! You gotta come hang out with us," the brunette grins, "The team's still changing, but you're cool to come in the locker room!"

"Yeah, bro!" the blonde quickly adds, "We'd love to have you in there!"

My heart pounds faster and faster. This is why I've never been able to connect with guys my own age. I find myself boning up every time they look in my direction. Now that these two athletes are practically begging for me to join them in the locker room, my erection is bursting out of my pants!

"We can take care of that too," the coach suddenly mentions, pointing a finger at the tent I'm trying to hide in my crotch.

"What?" I stammer with a dry mouth.

"What do you think bros are for?" the coach continues, clapping his two players on the back, "My boys would be happy to help a brother out!"

The two football jocks nod. It feels like I'm dreaming, and I don't know what to do. Before I can decide, the two athletes have approached and grabbed me by the arm. Their grips are firm, and I realize I'm being escorted into the changing room whether I like it or not!

"Who's this guy?"

My stomach drops as I enter the locker room, finding an array of footballers in different states of dress. They all glance up at me with confusion, like I'm not supposed to be there, but then their faces soften. The gypsy's magic sets in, and they don't see a stranger when they look at me. They see their bro.

"Oh, it's you, bro," the same jock says, letting down his guard. I think I recognize him as the quarterback.

"Oh yeah, dude!" the massive lineman stands up and pulls me into a sweaty hug, "Glad you're here!"

"That's right guys," the brunette at my side says, still holding me tightly in place, "Our best bud is here, and he needs some attention."

My face flushes as I suddenly remember the problem poking out between my legs. By now, the entire football team is staring at it. If anything, it's only become more rock solid.

"Let me take care of that for you, bro," the quarterback says, grabbing my crotch without any hesitation.

"Move, I'll do it," says the lineman, pushing the quarterback out of the way and getting on his knees. He opens his mouth wide and-

"Shut up, all of you!" the coach suddenly roars! The locker room falls silent: these athletes are really well trained. "If we're gonna do this, we're gonna do it right. Line up!"

"Yes, coach!"

The jocks back up and form a line in front of the lockers. Even the blonde and brunette that were holding me, release and join the rest of the team on the bench. Suddenly, I'm standing with the coach, looking at an entire team of well-disciplined football players. My throbbing erection is very apparent and pointing right at the small crowd of muscular men.

"Our bro deserves to be kept satisfied, right?" the coach slams a hand on my back.

"Yes, coach!" they shout back.

"So we don't just want to get our boy off once and move on, now do we?" he punctuates his question with another slap, this time lower on my back.

"No, coach!"

"We're going to set up a system for us to get him off whenever he needs it!"

"Yes, coach!"

The broad-shouldered and balding coach gives me one more slap, clapping me on the ass this time while staring into my eyes. "I'm gonna have my boys take turns sucking you off, bro. You just tell me which one's your favorite. Sound cool?"

I manage to mumble my assent, and with one look from coach, the quarterback is on his knees crawling towards my crotch. He pulls down my pants and unleashes my aching hard-on. "I got you, bro," he says, before putting his mouth to work.

After a few minutes, the coach pulls the jock off my pole and orders the linebacker to get busy. Before long, it's the brunette's turn, then the blonde's. I cycle through all 30 of the team's exceptional players, and I've gotten off more than just a few times. It's impossible to choose a favorite.

At the end of it all, the coach pushes the last player aside and says, "My turn, bro," before opening his mouth as wide as he can.

The entire football team watches as I spend the next 15 minutes just filling their coach's eager throat. When I'm finally done, I feel completely spent. I swap numbers with each jock and am repeatedly promised that they will be available whenever I call, but it isn't enough. They want to hang out with me now. They want to go out and party. I find it too difficult to say 'no' to a group of 30 eager athletes, so I let them sweep me up and take me to the nearest bar.

Needless to say, we end up causing a bit too rowdy of a scene.

"I got a complaint about a bunch of college idiots causing a ruckus. Would that be you?"

The officer was all business when he first walked in the bar. My football bros were dancing and yelling, barely even paying attention to the policeman scowling at the wild scene in front of him. He looked pissed, and his glare only softened when it found me.

"Woah, didn't know you were here, man," the cop says, cracking a slight grin on his hardened face.

"Well, I am!" I cry, feeling the effects of all the drinks my bros had been buying for me, "You should forget about work and party with us!"

"You got it, dude! Screw this badge!" the officer yells, pulling me into a tight embrace. I guess the bro-curse even works on law-enforcement!

Just like that, I'm dancing with a policeman in the middle of the dance floor. He doesn't have any moves, but he loosens up after we get some beer down his throat. The football team loves watching the cop party right alongside them. Apparently, this guy has broken up many of their parties in the past.

"Drink! Drink! Drink!"

The officer gulps down his seventh beer and slams the glass on the floor. It breaks, but the shattering is largely drowned out by the music. His onlookers go wild, but I can see the intoxication on his face. Beer is plastered around his mouth and dripping down his neck to soak into his uniform. I doubt this man has ever been this drunk in uniform before.

He stumbles over and throws a muscled arm over my shoulder, "Come here, bro. Let's do some shots or something!"

"I think it might be time to call it a night, officer," I yell in his ear.

"Oh, screw that!" he whines, "And don't call me officer! It's so formal!"

"Ok, what should I call you?"

"I dunno..." he mutters, "Buck! Call me Buck. That's what my wife calls me."

I roll my eyes at the mention of his wife. Of course this guy is taken. He's a complete stud of man. I've always liked a guy in uniform.

"How'd you like to come home with me tonight, Buck?" I ask sheepishly.

He lights up, "Bro, I thought you'd never ask!"

The cop grabs my arm with a wicked grin and stomps his way towards the door, dragging me along like I'm the prize he won at a fair. The players on the football team all stare at him with envy, mad that he's stealing their new best friend away for the night. I could see how badly each one of the jocks wished they were the one having a sleepover with me tonight.

"Hop in, I'll drive," officer Buck slurs his words and gestures to the police cruiser with his free hand.

"I think I'll handle the driving, if that's alright," I say, "Just hand over the keys."

"Anything for you, bro."

"Looks like someone got lucky!"

"Oh my God. Dad you're still up?"

"Bro, you said you'd play videogames tonight and then you never showed! What was I supposed to do?" he retorts, unbothered by the late hour or the cop hanging on my arm.

"You have to go to work in 4 hours!" I scream, "And you haven't even changed out of today's work clothes! What are you thinking?"

"Chill, bro," my dad says, turning to the drunk policeman holding my hand, "Take him to the bedroom and show him a good time. I'm sure you were going to, but the dude could use some extra help relaxing tonight."

The sound of my own father encouraging the man I brought home to 'show me a good time' makes me question everything again. My dad just witnessed his son bringing home a cop that's the same age as him. He doesn't even care! I want to tell him to grow up and be the man I used to know, but Buck is already jerking on my arm.

"Let's go, bro," he mumbles lowly, using his strong arms to drag me into the bedroom.

"Enjoy your new cop friend, bro!" my father calls and I hear the sounds of his videogames start back up.

I barely have time to worry about any of it. Has this curse gone too far? Will my dad make it to work tomorrow? Does Buck have a wife I need to worry about!?

It all goes away when I'm thrown on the bed. The intoxicated officer flips the lights down low, and stumbles in front of me. He may be drunk, but he is certainly not a disappointment. The cop stares down at me as he rips his state-issued hat off and unbuttons his dark uniform shirt, all the while moving his hips to the beat of gunfire from dad's videogame in the living room.

With his hairy chest exposed, he crawls on top of me and whispers in my ear, "Where do you want me to start? Us bros gotta look out for each other, don't we?"

#gay bros #male transformation #hypno story #gay ai art #gay hypnosis #gay mind control

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delurkr · 3 months ago

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I'M SORRY FOR SENDING U SO MANY ASKS

i'm planning on writing daniel and angela from little hope and i was wondering if u could maybe describe their personalities because i struggle at doing that . . . *sits in chair* of course if u don't wanna do it that's fine !

NICE so hm ok.

One thing I believe with Angela is that she's always been naturally sharp in speech and quick-witted, but now she leans even harder into being very outspoken with her criticism because she felt stifled for so long during her marriage. She's just very done with pussyfooting around people's feelings, especially with people she doesn't respect, although when someone is actually being vulnerable with her she'll drop the prickliness (like when she listens and is encouraging when Andrew talks about himself).

Relatedly, I believe she's also people-smart but not likely to update her opinions about others very often. One of her main traits is Understanding, which I think primarily applies in the sense that she is perceptive, but also it's not wrong in the sense that she'll sometimes demonstrate understanding towards people (under the right circumstances like I said). She isn't always right about people's motives though, since she's biased to more or less think the worst of people.

She can be dramatic about minor things, which would kind of seem to contrast with her self-sufficient been-through-the-trenches old war dog persona that she pushes, but I think sometimes the overreacting about things like her shoes in the middle of a bad situation is part of the persona in a way, almost like she's carrying on as usual because she's so unfazed by the big things, if that makes sense. I see the drama as also being a deflection, because while she's happy to remind everyone that she's survived hardship she also doesn't tend to want to open up about the degree to which she's actually affected by it.

Lastly on her, I'll say that she has firm opinions on what's right and what's not (in the moral sense as well as just her personal preference) and that she tends to be an outspoken observer as opposed to wanting to get in the mix and actually change things, but she's driven to get things done when she sees a need for it.

Daniel is quick to react, doesn't put a lot of thought into what he does before doing it, and, I would say, isn't too self-conscious most of the time. He's not one to read between the lines on probably anything, so if he's feeling particularly insecure he'll question if he's a problem in whatever way is relevant in a given situation, but otherwise he'll probably be coasting clueless about any issues deeper than what he sees on the surface. I feel like more subconsciously he absorbs tension and gives out what he gets in most of his dynamics though, which plays into his Defensive trait which I'll get to.

He can be quite broody, and I'd say he's the one most likely to have mood swings, for which more often than not he'll be able to tell the reason why. Not because he's introspective (he's not), but he just doesn't really hold back on his emotions as soon as he feels them. He spends more time being generally even-keeled though because he's also pretty easy going (and therefore I believe easily underestimated, in-universe by Taylor specifically when she's toying with him in a negative arc, but also by players who think his character is bland). Other people being aggravating seems to roll off him without him holding anything against them, and it's specifically when things involve Taylor when he gets more upset, and also when he can't understand why people are doing the bad things they do, because he's very kind-hearted and doesn't like to see suffering.

His Defensive trait is interesting, because he can be quick to match people's energy and clap back when someone pushes him too far, but he kind of wears his heart on his sleeve anyway so I don't believe it's accurate to say he actually maintains a tough exterior. The other sense of the word is that he's defensive about what he sees as his, property and especially people and especially Taylor. (It's when Angela makes digs at Taylor that he gets upset with Angela, otherwise she doesn't really irritate him.) And he's sensitive to injustice and reacts to it reflexively, like he's often picking (and switching) sides to defend whoever he sees as the injured party during the game.

Relatedly I think there's a sense in which he often feels responsible for others and takes that seriously. He likes to lean into the "knight in shining armor" role (particularly with Angela and Taylor) whether or not anyone asked for it. He's pretty idealistic and likes something to fight for and measure up to, and unless he's down in the dumps himself, in which case he's not unlikely to drag others down with him, he's generally trying to bolster the others up and smooth things over. I don't believe he's mature enough to be good at it though, (link to previous statements about him matching tension), but he gets frustrated when his efforts aren't appreciated because he's probably doing all he knows to do. Last note that he's not naturally out to reinvent traditional things like gender roles in regards to his own behavior, which sometimes works in his favor and sometimes doesn't.

Those are some things that came to mind and as usual anyone is free to add on or explain why I'm wrong lol, but I hope there's something that helps ❤️

#asks #ramblings #angela little hope #daniel little hope #the dark pictures anthology #little hope

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simp41ida · 2 years ago

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Hi I love your work! iida is so underappreciated you truly are team carry!

If you have the time, I'd like to request an iida x fem!reader who (tw. sh) used to self harm on her thighs so no one would see, and she's been clean for a year but she found out she was failing a class and went back to old habits and iida walks in on her treating the injuries so they don't get infected and when he asks, she tells him and asks him not to tell anyone, and the reason she didn't ask for help before is that no one helped her when she asked, so eventually she stopped trying. the rest is up to you! if you don't want to do this request I fully understand and it's okay!

i hope I did this request thing right, once again, I love your writing and you're such an amazing person! love you!!

warnings: self harm (fem!pronouns)

notes: as someone who struggles with this too, i’d be more than happy to write this for you <33 love you too!!

⚠️trigger warning under the cut⚠️

one day after class

(wow what a great post starter)

present mic pulled you out into the hallway after class

he wanted to let you know that you're not doing so good in one of your classes

since the only voice he knows is his loud one, he kind of said it a little loud

nobody else heard, but it didn't make you feel very easy the way he said it so loud.

after the four words he said to you, you felt all of your emotions crumble into a little pile of dust right where your feet are supposed to be

and then you still had to do all of the other classes for the day with that feeling inside of your stomach and in the back of your throat.

iida definitely knew something was up because he's observant over the people it wouldn't be weird to watch over like that

like he wouldn't watch bakugou he way he watches over you

it makes him feel funny (trust me he's tried it just to make sure the whole class was safe in his explosive presence)

but this isn't about him.

it's about you <33

when you went back to the dorms for the night, it was the last they saw you until school tomorrow

except for iida because he tried bringing you dinner just because he loves you that much.

you told him you weren't hungry and he didn't want to pressure you into opening the door so he just left you be

why you were in your room for so long, oh, that's a whole different story

when you got into your dorm, you tried to see if there was anything you could do to boost your grade

when you saw that there was no other assignments incomplete, you were upset

so upset for so many reasons

you failed something, you can't fix that said something, and you're just so tired of doing as much as you can do and it's still not good enough

later that night, you relapsed

it's an awful feeling, really

but that awful feeling made everything else go away, if only for a minute

after everything, you knew that you needed to take care of the small, line shaped injuries on your thighs.

the shorts you had on made them easy to access to it would be quick (plan is to just pour some hydrogen peroxide on them, wait for them to bubble and stop bleeding, slap some band-aids on them, and just go)

this would've worked out just fine if you weren't hesitating because you were scared someone would walk in on you.

as soon as you started peeling open the first band-aid package, a familiar face makes himself known by opening the door

his face drops at the whole scene

"please don't say anything to anyone, iida"

as soon as he heard those words, he knew what was going on

there are keywords that hint out how stuff went down.

he also knows there is no other way for you to get that many injuries on the same spot on your thighs in just one day

he may seem oblivious, but he is far from stupid

he'll help you with the rest of the bandaging (only after you say it's okay, of course)

and then he'll ask you to talk to him about it

like "do you want to tell me what happened and why it ended up like this?"

if you told him about last time, it would make sense to him why you would default back to it

if you didn't, he's going to try to understand as much as he can

he refrains from asking questions just in case they're rude

when you tell him that you have asked for help before, he will be so mad that nobody decided to get you the help that you were so bravely willing to get

he lets you know that no matter what time it is, or the day, or the month, or the year, he will stop everything just to help you

he loves you so much more than you know

he won't tell anyone unless you want him to in the instance of getting help

he'll lay with you even if its against the rules because your happiness is worth way more than one scolding from a teacher

then again, how would they know he's in there anyways?

#star writes #my hero acedamia #mha x reader #mha fluff #mha #iida x you #iida x reader #tenya iida x reader #mha iida #tenya iida #♠mars #♠mercury #♠venus #♠starwrites #starwrites #♠star writes

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sweetlymawd · 6 months ago

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Refusal to Change, Part Two

H4nk really did destroy himself, didn't he?

(This is part two of the end. To anyone first dropping in, please start with No Escape so you can catch up.)

(WARNING: Tough topics, depictions of passing out)

<- First (No Escape)

<- Previous (Refusal to Change, Part One)

Next (coming soon...) ->

He was getting out of here. But how?

H4nk sat up as he looked around his room. Everyone would see him if he went up his usual hatch. But how else would he be able to leave this room? Unless...

H4nk's eyes wandered over to the posters on his wall. Was that tunnel still there? He got up, slightly struggling to do so, and went over to the poster lowest to the ground. He peeled back the tape to show that, yes, it was still there. Turns out his teammates could never find it after his escape a few years back.

He lowered himself onto his hands and knees and began crawling into it. So far so good. He crawled deeper in. So far so-- Oh. His waist was caught in the tunnel entrance. Was it seriously too small for him? H4nk grumbled, then began crawling back before... Oh. Oh no. He was stuck.

"H4nk, you ready?" S4nf0rd yelled from the door.

Well, shit. This was embarrassing.

The door opened. "H4nk? Why aren't you-- uh... Huh. So that's where that was."

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To say that D0c was pissed was an understatement. It was three hours of non-stop weightlifting and non-stop lecturing. H4nk could barely pay attention to anything D0c said. He felt like he was dying.

Finally, he was given another break, but not in his room. He had to sit in D0c's room so he could keep an eye on him. All H4nk did was gulp down his water in a futile attempt to feel full and glare at D0c, who was working while snacking on yet another hot dog. How come he gets to have dinner while H4nk got barely anything? The belch from D0c's mouth taunted him. In response, H4nk's stomach growled loudly.

Then he saw the rest of the hot dogs on the desk. Juicy. Meaty. Filling. That was all he could think about. D0c was about to reach for another when suddenly, H4nk got up. He snatched it out of his hand.

"H4NK, WHA--"

H4nk was about to take a bite, but then static filled his vision. He could feel the blood rushing out of his head. And next thing he knew, he was on his back on the floor, S4nf0rd holding his legs up.

"Hey, H4nk... You alright?" he asked.

"...Y-... Yeah..." H4nk said, too fatigued to answer in any other way.

"Well, D0c said you're done for today. I'll take you back to your room when you feel like gettin' up."

"But I'm hungry."

"I know. I'm sorry, but this is just how it is. You're too used to overeating, H4nk. And your muscles have gotten weaker from just layin' around all day. You need to get used to smaller meals again and build that muscle back up. I'll try to get D0c to give you a little more food and go a little lighter on workouts, but that's for him to decide..."

H4nk grumbled as he slowly sat up.

"Feelin' okay now?"

He nodded. S4nf0rd grabbed onto H4nk to help him up, spent a few seconds ensuring he was stable, and then walked with him towards his room.

"He WHAT?!"

Right after H4nk shut the door, S4nf0rd heard D31m0s shout from the kitchen. He rushed over, seeing D31m0s arguing with D0c, who had another chip bag.

"You can't just work him to death!" D31m0s said.

"D31m0s, this is all for his own sake. He needs to lose that weight."

"Not if he's passin' out! There's gotta be another way!"

"I kinda agree with D31m0s here, D0c," S4nf0rd began. "H4nk's exhausted. Can't ya ease up on him just a little?"

"You're forgetting who you're talking about. I know H4nk." D0c munched on his chips. "He could do this no problem before he decided to destroy himself. I just need to keep pushing him. He'll be back to his old self soon. He doesn't have a choice."

D0c opened the fridge and peeked inside.

"Now where did you put that bag of G1l's...?"

S4nf0rd and D31m0s just stared. Neither of them knew what to say.

~~~

It was past midnight. H4nk was in his room, once again laying on his mattress. His stomach rumbled again, hunger pains keeping him awake. He didn't hate D0c, but he was coming close to. Forcing him to exhaust himself, keeping food from him (even though he was the one eating the most), and drilling in the fact that he brought this upon himself, that he is the reason why he's become so pathetic.

It pissed him off, but all H4nk wanted to do now was get away. So he could keep eating whatever he wanted. So he could fill his starving belly up however much he wanted. So he could be with his cute little clown who wouldn't keep food from him, nor exhaust him, nor drill in why he's so pathetic. He missed Tr1cky so much. He'd do anything to get back to him.

H4nk sat up, then slowly stood. If he couldn't sneak out through that tunnel, the only other option was the door. He walked up to it and tried to open it, but it wouldn't budge. Of course D0c would lock him in. H4nk frustratedly punched the door and trudged back to bed. And he would've laid back down if he didn't hear clicking.

Wait, clicking? Coming from the door? Then there was a few knocks, followed by the slight creak of the hinges as the door opened.

"Psst. H4nk. You awake?" a voice whispered.

"...Yeah," H4nk whispered back.

It was D31m0s. Leaving the door slightly ajar, he entered, holding three bags of G1l's.

"Here. Eat this."

Didn't need to tell him twice. H4nk ravenously tore through each bag. Six double burgers, three large fries, and three milkshakes all vanished within minutes. H4nk stifled a belch and sighed. Damn, did it feel good to finally have something in his stomach again.

"You done yet?"

H4nk nodded.

"Good. Now c'mon. I'm gettin' you outta here."

H4nk got up as D31m0s grabbed his gear for him. They quietly made their way out of H4nk's room, down the hall, and to the front door. D31m0s entered his code to unlock it.

"There we go. Now you can go and do whatever you want."

H4nk hesitated. Was D31m0s really just... letting him go?

"Damn it, H4nk! C'mon! You know this is miles better than the hell D0c's been puttin' ya through! Hang out with the clown! Eat whatever the fuck you want! Just GO!"

And there he went. D31m0s watched as H4nk left. He sighed, bringing a hand to his head. He knew he would regret this, but hey, at least H4nk was no longer miserable. Once he could no longer see him, D31m0s reentered the building and locked the door before bumping into D0c and S4nf0rd. They were silent.

"What. the fuck. have you done?"

#mawdness combat #mawedness combat #h4nk #d0c #d31m0s is in HUGE trouble #d0c is a hypocrite #fullness combat

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skwxang1437 · 3 months ago

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꧁𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐌𝐘 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒

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ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'�� ɢᴇᴛ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʀᴇꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇ, ɢᴏ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ᴡᴀᴛᴛᴘᴀᴅ ᴀᴄᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍʏ ʀᴜɴɴɪɴɢ ᴍᴀɴ ᴀɴɪᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴄᴀʟʟᴇᴅ ʀᴜɴ! ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴀɴ xᴏᴄ ʙᴏᴏᴋ.

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│𝙍𝙪𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙫7𝙨 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙨𝙚𝙯𝙢𝙞𝙧'𝙨 𝙗𝙞𝙜 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙨. 𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣?│

Character: Liu, kuga, Popo, lonkey, miyo, Pala, rema, spin, alto, kuku, makhan, Shan, Sezmir, Zayd, Jin (Gai will not be here since he had left, sorry Gai stans)

Timeline: takes place after season one, this is not canon, it's just a oneshot that is separated from the main story. This oneshot doesn't have detective frank to ruin the moment nor the running men will be thrown in the old city.

━━━𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 battle of ulcus, the world was finally at peace, when the running man contestants beats the creator himself before he could obliterate the world myand create a new race.

Not only did they came out alive, or are proclaimed heroes by everyone. They also discovered that their fellow teammate and friend was ulcus' daughter who was brought to this world by the creator himself, also one of the reasons why ulcus went on a rampage.

Of course they couldn't believe Sezmir was actually their god's daughter, since it was unexpected, but that doesn't stop them to see her for who she is, and not just the creation or daughter of ulcus, which she is grateful cause she doesn't want to be treated differently.

Gai left, saying he has to report the incident to his tribe's chief, so he went on with his brothers. But he did promise that he'll come back soon to see them, which was a relieve.

"Over here!" Liu said, calling the robot's who were carrying rubbles as they helped the players fix the tree city to its normal place. He gestures where the robots would put the debris and rubbles, while they follow his orders. The bug place both his hands on his hips, seeing all of them helping each other to rebuild the city.

Shan went to his side and puts a hand on his shoulder, "Well done Liu, soon enough the city will be rebuild in no time." Shan said as she looks over the scene, Liu nods and smiles at her words, the older bug left his side to help the others.

He was about to turn around and pick up more troubles, but stopped when he hears footsteps nearing. He looks towards his side, seeing Sezmir holding rocks, with a few behind her floating with gold color, probably cause of her powers. "It seems like the world is back at peace." She said, while Liu smiles, while also staring at the fox a little longer and admiring her beauty.

"Yeah." He replied with a dreamy sigh, the girl turned her attention towards him making him flinch, she gives him a smile before continuing carrying the rocks. Liu's gaze follows her, he raised his hand to touch his cheeks, feeling it warm. His ears perks up, when he heard his sister chuckling not far from him, "Sis!"

Sezmir saw popo struggling to lift a bug rock, "C'mon why won't it budge!" She hears him yell in frustration. Another thing, Popo was bought back to his original self, thanks to Pala who created the medicine and Sezmir helping him with her powers to make the antidote faster. She sighs before walking towards the frustrated penguin.

"Want some help?" The penguin looks behind, to see the girl he had a crush on walking towards him and offering help, "Yes please!" He said, he watched as Sezmir used her powers to make some of the rocks levitate, she gestures her hand, making the rocks fly to the side.

Popo's eyes sparkled as he watched the fox using her powers, he admire her face or look, her personality and her kindness. He's really grateful for her help, or else he would've been stuck trying to carry rocks.

"Hey Sezmir! Would you mind helping me carry those?" A voice said, revealing lonkey who points at the rocks not far from them, Popo irks when the prince interrupted his moment, lonkey looks back to see his best friend giving him a glare. The giraffe pulled down his eye and sticks out his tongue at the shorter one.

This adds more fuel to Popo, "Lonkey!" He started throwing cards at the prince, making him panic and run away while Popo chased after him, "You're gonna pay!"

Sezmir ignores the two while carrying the rocks where lonkey points out, she hums without a care in the world, while carrying the rocks. She stops when she heard a scream, she looks back to see lonkey looking fried on the ground with Popo laughing proudly, she sweats at the scene.

"Idiots." Miyo said as she walks beside the fox, the other girl gave her nervous smile while turning her attention back at the two who were doing shenanigans.

Sezmir felt a weight on her left shoulder, she looks at the left to see spin leaning his arms at her, "Hey." He said with a wink, "Hi." The fox greets back. Miyo side eyed the two, she narrowed her eyes at the closeness of the two, she huffs and looks away in jealousy.

"Sezmir!"

They all stopped when they heard unfamiliar voices, they turn their heads towards who yelled it and saw two unfamiliar people, that they didn't meet or see. "Who the heck are they?" Kuga asked, "No idea." Shan replied.

Spin pulled back when the two figures suddenly appears in front of him and Sezmir, the white haired one engulfs the orange headed girl in a hug, "You're okay!" He yells while squeezing the poor girl.

The female fox winces at the tight hug, she pats the stranger's back, "Yeah I'm fine, but please let go, I can't breath." She struggled, the person didn't listen and kept hugging her. The other stranger had enough and smacked the white haired man, hard enough to let go of Sezmir and almost make him fall, "Ouch! Hey!"

"Idiot, she said she can't breath, not just that you're embarrassing yourself Infront of people." The black haired fox said, "But that doesn't mean you have to hit me that hard!" The one who hugged Sezmir shouts, they both continue to bicker. Meanwhile the others just watch them while sweating.

Sezmir who was in the middle of the two strangers, was quiet, she had an irk mark in her forehead, while her smile twitches, "You two..." The two stopped when they felt the aura of the girl, making them flinch. Even the others got scared at the change of aura.

She stomps white haired man's foot making him wince and hold his foot, while she delivers a punch at the black haired man's head, making him yelp and hold his head in pain. Sezmir sighs seeing the two calm down.

"Who are they?" Rema asked while standing beside the fox, she turn her attention towards the gray cat and gives her a smile, "Oh forgot to introduce you. Guys this is my brothers Jin and Zayd! The white haired one is Jin while the black haired is Zayd." The female fox introduced, while the other two foxes were still wincing and holding the parts of their body where their sister hits them.

The two brothers gave them a wave, Jin looks around the people before his eyes landed on a familiar bug who was trying avoid eye contact, "You!" He points, while Liu flinches, "Me?" He points at himself, "Yeah you! I know you still remember me!"

Sezmir sweat while Zayd facepalmed, seeing how Jin reacting, "I still haven't forget what you did." Jin starts walking towards Liu, making the younger lad panic. But he was stopped by his two siblings, "Idiot that's a kid!" Zayd yelled, "Don't hurt him Jin! He didn't do anything!" Sezmir added.

"what happened?" Lonkey asked, "Well it was las—" Liu was cut off, "NO DONT YOU DARE!" Zayd and Sezmir yelled at the same time, making them look at the siblings surprised, "Now that's make me even more curious." Lonkey exclaimed.

"C'mon Liu, we wanna know!" Popo insisted, the bug looks towards the siblings, seeing them shaking their heads at him, indicating to not tell. "Well..."

Half of the cast laughs at the story Liu made, Jin was sulking in the background, with Sezmir trying to comfort him, while Zayd was letting out a sigh, tired of this bullshit. Liu looks at the female fox asking for forgiveness, she just smiles at him.

"You three are still the same as ever." The three foxes snapped their heads towards where the voice comes from, and see makhan, walking towards them, he smiles at them, "Hello—"

"Old man!"

The old tiger's smile was replaced by a scowl when he heard that nickname, "I take back what I said, you headaches." He snarled, the white fox smiled at him, "You're actually here! I thought you'd be dead by now because of your age." Makhan irks at Jin's words, "Yeah, I thought your corpse must be decomposing somewhere." Zayd added, making the master even more and more irk.

"YOU LITTLE RASCALS!"

That day was full of laughter and joy, because now that peace is here, all tribes can live in harmony without going to war. And the ahem ahem—suitors— get to know more about sezmir's brothers.

The said orange fox smiles at the scene in front of her, seeing the people she cares about enjoying their time.

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ᴺᴼᵀᴱ: ᴰᴱᶜᴵᴰᴱᴰ ᵀᴼ ᴹᴬᴷᴱ ᵀᴴᴵˢ ᵂᴴᴵᴸᴱ ᵂᴿᴵᵀᴵᴺᴳ ˢᴱᴬˢᴼᴺ 2. ᴹᴵᴳᴴᵀ ᴹᴬᴷᴱ ᴹᴼᴿᴱ ˢᶜᴱᴺᴱᴿᴵᴼˢ ᴬᴺᴰ ᴼᴺᴱˢᴴᴼᵀˢ ᴬᴮᴼᵁᵀ ᵀᴴᴵˢ ᶠᴵᶜ.

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#running man animation #Running man animation x reader #Running man animation x oc #Xoc story #Oneshot #Scenerios #Run! rma fanfic #Skwxang #Running man

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lilacwisps · 2 years ago

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Ship: Garreth Weasley/Female Ravenclaw Player Character, background Sebastian Sallow/Female Ravenclaw Player Character

Rating: M

Summary:

"I wish I could," she murmurs lightly.

Caught up in the afterglow, Garreth asks, confused, "Could do what?"

"Go away with you."

Or, in which, when it comes to dark magic, love doesn't, perhaps, conquer all. Warning: Angst, smut, cheating of sorts, dark artifact being used for mind control. If you like healthy/wholesome Garreth/MC or Sebastian/MC, you will not like this. Alas, the heart wants what it does, and this one, apparently, wants dysfunction.

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Garreth knows it's Ava before he ever opens the door - she always comes to him on moonless nights like one.

"Ava," he murmurs, taking in the sight of her. She is pale and looks so utterly exhausted. Deep shadows under her eyes and in the hollows of her cheeks give her a haunted, vulnerable look, and all Garreth wants is to draw her close, wrap his arms around her and do anything he can to keep her safe. He almost does, but their gazes meet, and the dark gleam in her eyes makes his heart skip a beat.

"Garreth," she breathes out, smiling. His gaze darts from her eyes to her lips - rosebud-rich and almost indecently alluring - and his breath hitches in his throat.

Garreth knows he should send her away - she isn't his to touch, isn't his to love, isn't his to have - and yet he's too weak to do what's must be done. And, perhaps, if he'd ever been honest with himself, he'd accept that a part of him had always craved the things that weren't his. And so he steps aside, letting Ava into his room, thanking Merlin and his lucky stars that seventh-year Gryffindor students all had their own dorm rooms.

And then she's kissing him oh so sweetly - oh so sinfully - and all reservations and thoughts are gone from his mind. His hands are on her waist, and he's pulling her closer, deepening the kiss. She is delightfully soft and warm and eager against him, and there is an intoxicating urgency to her kisses and caresses that makes Garreth's head spin as desire pools low in his stomach.

Garreth runs his hands up Ava's sides, savoring the feeling of her body against his and hoping this moment never ends. It always does, of course, and always much too soon to Garreth's liking. Before the morning light, she'll slip out of his room, and the next time he'll see her, she'll invariably be by Sallow's side - at the Great Hall, in his classes, or around the school - until another moonless night when she'll turn up on Garreth's doorstep yet again.

Their stolen moments are the highlight of his days - and his endless torment, all the same. The only way to stop the torture is to end it - but how is he supposed to do that when Ava's so delightfully, intoxicatingly eager every time she's in his arms, when he'd lain awake at night aching for her for so long? Garreth is strong - but in the end, he's still just a man.

He had liked her ever since he first saw her in that Potions class two years ago. Ava seemed so different back then - spirited, and stubborn, and haughty, and so full of life - but something changed halfway through that year. She'd become distant and pliant - almost lifeless - and never left Sallow's side for long. But in their stolen moments, Garreth could almost see her old self again - and for that alone, he knows he can never end this little affair.

Ava's fingers snake through his hair as she deepens the kiss, distracting Garreth from his thoughts. He kisses her back with ardor, with unabated desperation, before gently pulling her towards the bed. If this moment is all that's given to them, then he will make the most of it. She hums against his mouth, shrugging off her school robes as he struggles with his nightshirt. Once it's discarded to the floor, he tries to help Ava out of the rest of her clothes, but his fingers are much too clumsy, and she just chuckles softly as she lets her top and skirt pool on the floor next to his nightshirt. With a coy smile, she pushes Garreth lightly onto the bed - and he's all too glad to fall for her, but not before he grabs her hand, pulling her down with him.

The feeling of her bare skin against his makes dizzying heat bloom in Garreth's chest, spilling liquid fire through his veins. Ava pulls him in for another kiss, slow and sweet, and desire pooling low in his stomach is almost unbearable. When they part, he leans in again, tracing the soft lines of her neck with kisses down to her collarbone - then lower.

He sees the marks scattered on her pale skin - red, and purple, and pink, all vivid love bites. Garreth hates the thought of him leaving marks on her, hurting her in any way. His lips over each bruise - tender, featherlight, almost reverent - as if hoping that he could kiss it better. It's a vain hope, of course, and when he pulls back, the marks are still there, but that doesn't stop him. He wants - needs - her to know that he'd never hurt her, that he'd treasure and protect her with his life if he'd ever had the chance to call her his.

Ava shudders under his touch when Garreth presses his mouth lightly to the inside of her thigh. She shifts under him, impatient, as he leans in to kiss her soft skin again, but Garreth is in no hurry - he wants to savor the moment, wants to see her unravel under his touch. One teasing kiss follows the next as he slowly trails his way up her inner thigh, but before he can taste her, her fingers are in his hair.

"Come here," is all she says, and Garreth cannot deny her - not when she's asking him like that, not when he wants her so bad it almost makes him dizzy.

Garreth moves up, drawing Ava in for another kiss as he shifts on top of her, pressing himself against her heat. They are still for a moment, and then she moves against him ever so slightly, teasing him, and he cannot hold back any longer. His hands move to her thighs, gripping firmly, steadying her. Garreth wants to take this slow - and yet, when he slides inside, Ava's breath hitches in her throat in a way that sends jolts of electricity to his very core, almost enough to unravel him.

It feels so good and so intoxicating, and Garreth has to hold still for a moment, trying to steady his racing pulse. Ava writhes impatiently under him, running her fingers through his hair, pulling him in for a kiss as he finds the right pace. She gasps softly as he grips her thighs tighter when he pushes inside again - and that is all the encouragement Garreth needs.

Garreth picks up the pace - Ava's fingers dig into his shoulders as she presses open-mouthed kisses to his throat, making the heat pooling low in his stomach almost unbearable. His breathing turns raspier, his moves become quicker, more frazzled. She whimpers softly as he plants his lips at the curve where her shoulder meets her neck, and the very axis of his world shifts imperceptibly at the sound.

She shudders against him, her release catching them both off guard, leaving her flushed and breathless. She exhales his name - half a plea, half a prayer as if he's the only one who matters to her at that moment - spilling warm honey through his veins, which is enough to send him over the edge.

Garreth settles on the bed beside Ava, trying to catch his breath. He drapes his arm over her - a gesture of affection she never denies him - and takes in the sight of her. Bright blush blooms on her cheeks, breathing life back into her face, and Garreth cannot help but smile. He notes the shadows of her long eyelashes, the curve of her mouth, and the small scar on her right cheek and tries to commit these details to memory. He never knows if this will be the last time she comes to see him, making the moment all the more precious.

Distantly, Garreth wonders how she manages to find her way into his dorm room on the nights she comes to visit - Ava's a Ravenclaw, and members of the other houses are not exactly welcome in the Gryffindor Tower. He tried asking once, but she never explained - only smiled that rosebud-rich, mysterious smile. He is still curious but does not press her - Hogwarts has more than enough secret passageways where even a lifetime would not be enough to discover all of them.

Ava places her arm over his, ghosting the back of Garreth's palm with a featherlight touch before holding his hand. The simple gesture makes his heart beat staccato.

"Marry me," he says suddenly before he even knows what he's saying.

"That's new," Ava chuckles, turning to him, a glint of amusement evident in her dark eyes, "Was it that good today?"

His heart still races in his chest as Garreth lifts up on his elbows and meets Ava's gaze. He hates the thought of pulling his arm away from her, but he needs her to listen.

"I'm serious. Marry me once we graduate in June. We could go anywhere - as far away as you'd like. You don't have to stay here…" Garreth says earnestly.

You don't have to stay with him, he doesn't say.

Though it breaks his heart, Garreth can accept that Ava may not want to be with him. But what he does not - cannot - accept is that she wants to be with Sallow. He'd seen her around him - and every time, she seemed like a pale, lifeless shadow of her past self. That isn't love - it cannot be.

Ava holds his gaze for a long moment before a sad smile blooms on her lips.

"I cannot," she replies, "You know I can't."

But he doesn't know - at least, not the whole story. Ava has never been particularly forthcoming with the details whenever he tried asking about her relationship with Sallow and why she stayed with him when being near him seemed to drain the very life out of her. Still, over the months of their secret meetings in the night, Garreth slowly started piecing together a part of the picture.

"I wish I'd understood better just how dangerous certain kinds of magic can be," she told Garreth one night as they were basking in the afterglow, "It tricks you in a false sense of security, makes you believe you can control it - and when you learn you cannot, it's far too late."

"Ava, what happened?" he asked her then, concerned, "What did you do?"

A small chagrinned smile spread on her lips, "I was too self-assured and naive, and so was he, or, at least, that's what I thought, but now I cannot help but wonder… We should have listened to Ominis."

"What kind of magic are you talking about?" Garreth asked her then, feeling a cold wave of dread rise in his chest.

He remembers Ava holding his gaze for a long moment before she finally answered, "Dark magic, Garreth. Possibly the darkest there is. The kind that creates bonds that cannot be broken."

The memory still makes Garreth shudder. He knows nothing of dark magic - despite his love for general mischief, he'd never had any intention to cause anyone actual harm - and he doesn't know how to help her. She isn't cursed that much is for certain - he'd used the spell that Natty taught him to check - and she isn't sick, but in his heart of hearts, Garreth knows that something is wrong.

She'd spoken to him of bonds, but every time Garreth saw Ava with Sallow, it seemed less like a bond and more like a noose on her neck, squeezing the very life out of her. Meanwhile, Sallow appeared to be just fine, his usual arrogant, brazen self. The only thing that stood out to Garreth was that he'd never let go of Ava - whenever the two were together, which was almost always, he'd drape his arm around her shoulders or hold her hand or have his palm resting on her knee…

An unpleasant, burning sensation uncoils in Garreth's chest. He wonders if Sallow had ever noticed the changes in Ava - he must have, there is no way he didn't, anyone who loves her would have… Does he love her?

"Why?" Ava murmurs, distracting Garreth from his thoughts.

"Huh?" he asks, confused.

"Why…why would you ask me to leave with you?" she says, not looking at him, "You have your whole family here and your friends - I cannot imagine it would be easy for you to leave all that behind."

Garreth's heart races in his chest, and a hot blush rises in his cheeks. He wants to tell her what's been weighing on his heart, but words don't come to him.

"Because I cannot bear seeing you like this," he says finally, taking her hand and pressing a light kiss to the back of her palm, "He is draining the life out of you. I want, more than anything in this world, for you to be happy and free - and if that requires being away from him, I will go with you anywhere, to the very ends of the earth."

"Thank you," Ava chuckles airly, still not meeting his gaze, "But I would hate to inconvenience you that way."

"I'll gladly do it, without a second thought," Garreth insists ardently, holding her hand - he needs her to believe him, "Just say the word. If there is anything at all I can do to make you happy - I will because…because I love you."

Ava looks at him, wide-eyed and surprised, and his heart drops. There is an unmistakable sadness in her eyes and something else that Garreth cannot quite describe, something that almost feels like longing. Time stills between them as silence fills the room. His heart is in his throat, and his mind scrambles frantically for something to say, but before he can, she's leaning in and kissing him soft and slow and sweet. Garreth kisses her back ardently, desperately, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her on top of him.

He hasn't exactly thought this through much further, but then Ava pulls away, arching her back as she runs her fingers through her hair, pushing the tousled strands out of her face, and his body eagerly responds to the sight in front of him. She smiles, leaning in for another kiss as she shifts against him in a maddening, teasing motion. A second later, he's gripping her hips, steadying himself against her.

"So impatient," she chuckles, but the sound instantly becomes a gasp as he pushes inside.

Garreth lets her be in control this time, to set the pace. It seems she is intent on a delightful sort of torture - to move just fast enough to let him savor every moment and yet just slow enough to leave him needy, desperate for more. He runs his hands down her back, resting them on her hips, before taking over the movement, setting his own pace.

It is not long until they are both flushed and panting, moving together in a desperate search of their pleasure. Garreth reaches over, taking Ava's hands into his, intertwining their fingers, making her lean forward. Her face is inches away from his, her long dark hair tickling his skin as he rises to kiss her. When she gasps against his lips, it is entirely too much - a hot, dizzying feeling spills through his veins as pressure pools in his lower stomach, and Garreth knows his release is near.

What follows is a burning pleasure so bright it leaves him breathless, and for a blissful moment, his mind feels empty as he lays back on the bed. Ava lies beside him, letting Garreth drape his arm across her again and pull her close. He feels her light touch ghost his skin, and when he looks, he sees her tracing patterns on his arm with her fingertips.

"I wish I could," she murmurs lightly.

Caught up in the afterglow, Garreth asks, confused, "Could do what?"

"Go away with you."

There is resignation in her voice that makes his heart drop and his chest clench. He cannot bear seeing her like this. Whatever bonds those were that tied her to Sallow, they will keep tightening like a noose, squeezing what's left of life in her, of that much Garreth is certain. He may not understand the intricacies of the dark magic that Sallow and Ava dabbled with, but his aunt had always said that at its very core, dark magic's all the same - its sole purpose to destroy both the victim and the wielder.

"It's…it's because of the bond?" he asks, despite knowing the answer.

Ava only nods, her fingers ghosting lightly over his arm, tracing invisible patterns.

"Then why…" Garreth swallows, his mouth instantly dry, "Why do you keep coming here? Doesn't the bond…"

His voice trails off when Ava meets his gaze. She's quiet for a long moment, her fingers still tracing his skin.

"I come here," she takes a deep, shaky breath, "Because when I'm with you, I almost feel like myself again…because if I still could give my whole heart where I will, it would have been yours."

Ava smiles then, soft and slow and devastated, and for a moment, Garreth wonders if that's what madness looks like.

He'd thought he was ready for honesty, but Ava's words utterly shattered his heart. Pulling her close, he holds her tight, gently running his fingers through her hair as if trying to console her - but Ava isn't crying.

When he was a child, he always enjoyed fairytales - the sort where a hero went on a long, dangerous journey, all to rescue a fair maiden from a villain. In the end, the hero and the fair maiden would invariably share a true love's kiss that was bound to break all curses and heal all hurts. And yet, the older he gets, the more Garreth realizes that life is not a fairytale, to his sorrow. He must have kissed Ava at least a thousand times, yet she is as deep in the throes of whatever dark magic held her as she's ever been.

And yet, he cannot stop, not when he sees bright blush bring life back to her face, not when he spots a glimmer of her old self as she smiles at him. Still, he is powerless in the face of the magic this dark. A devastated smile spreads across his face, and Garreth gently squeezes Ava's hand, bringing it to his lips, pressing featherlight kisses to her fingers, hoping and praying that she'll understand - it is an act of despair.

#garreth weasley x mc #OC: Ava Rosier

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ailithnight · 2 years ago

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Taking a page outta the book of that borrower!Danny fic I saw.

So, we know in that show that the amulet holder isn't forced into a full time dragon. Aragon and Dora seem able to transform at will. But there also seems to be some emotional element to it as evidenced by the first time we see it Dora is whining about not being allowed to go to the ball, then Paulina's and Sam's transformations being entirely dictated by their anger.

So here's my proposal.

When Aragon first shows up, Danny is immediately gearing up for a fight. This is what ultimately causes Danny to turn into a dragon as soon as Aragon sticks the amulet inside him. Afterwards, suddenly being a baby dragon and thrown through a natural portal that closes behind him into some dank, dark, disgusting alley makes Danny wary, keeping him in fight mode.

And when Danny realizes that Aragon phased in and fused an intangible amulet to his core, far too reminiscent of a Time Medallion trapping him 10 years in the future while an evil alternate self tries to kill his family to ensure that self's own inevitability. That is when Danny starts to panic.

Logically, he knows that if he can just calm down, stop being afraid, he'll be able to revert back to his normal self and this whole mess will be easier to solve.

But he can't, okay! He's a tiny dragon in a strange places that's big and scary and reeks and he's stuck here having flashbacks to the worst few days of his entire existence and its cold and raining and he's hungry and now there's the strangers chasing him with probably not good intentions and-

Oh! The strangers are running away. And there's a kid dressed like a traffic light crouching down and peering under the dumpster Danny has wedged himself under.

Damien, after luring Danny out and realizing that is very much not a cat, takes Danny home with him. Convinced Bruce to let him stay and all that. An argument which is heavily swayed as Danny displays human level comprehension and reinforced when Danny begins showing some of his abilities. Batman is maybe internally panicking himself at this.

Meanwhile, Danny is still struggling to shake the persistent fear currently keeping him stuck as a dragon. Batman getting paranoid around him does not help. Damien standing up to his father for Danny does.

Slowly but surely, Danny settles in to this new life. He considers on multiple occasions communicating to them that he's a human stuck as a dragon. But then he's worried that they'll throw him out, or worse, lock him up cause he's dangerous and he knows.

And Danny rather likes his life with the Waynes. Sure, there's an ache in his chest that deeply misses his old life, his friends and sister who are probably worried sick. His parents who have surely realized his absence by now, even if they probably blame it on his other half. Which he guesses is kinda true, but not in the way his parents would think.

But still. It's nice not having to dodge weapons and traps in his own home; shots from his own parents. Not having to listen to them ranting about all the ways they're gonna torture him to death. Not having to fight ghosts and ghost hunters and reanimated hot dogs. There's not even a GIW here! Danny doesn't have to hide his ghostly nature!

Yes, eventually Danny settles in. The Wayne family becomes his family. And no one hurts his family.

The next big threat that comes to knock the Batfam on their ass gets a nasty surprise in the form of a tiny, terrifying, Ghost King Dragon.

Once Danny has soundly beat the threat into submission, he rushes back to check on his family. They're winded, and a little bit bruised, but they're okay. His family is okay. They're safe.

And finally that little bit of fear, which had long since faded from fear for himself into fear for his family, finally it unwinds.

With a deep sigh, Danny lets his body, tired and a bit sore from the fight, settle into Damien's arms.

With a rumbling purr, he closes his eyes and lets himself drift into deep sleep.

With a flash of light, there is suddenly an unconscious Twink cuddled into Damien's chest.

DC x DP prompt

Danny is hanging out with Dora, and gets caught in a trap by Aragon. He takes the dragon amulet and phases it into Danny’s chest, which turns Danny into a dragon, and then sends him through a natural portal to cause chaos.

Aragon tries to take over the zone while Danny is gone but Dora beats the crap out of him.

Meanwhile Danny is a dragon now, smaller than his human form because he’s still a baby ghost, and his core reflects that. Baby dragon Danny was sent to the DC universe and lands (un)gracefully in an alley in Gotham.

He could be feral like little baby man but he could also just be regular Danny brain power as a ghostly dragon. Who is like three feet long. He does his best to get his bearings, roams around a bit, hides from people, and scrounges for food as he tries to find a way back home. (Might not realize he’s not in his universe)

Danny catches the attention of some not so great people and runs and hides in an alley, digging into the trash or under a dumpster bc he is Smol.

Meanwhile Damian is out on patrol and hears commotion on the streets. He swiftly beats up this gang of guys chasing someone(or something) into an alley. After running them off he hears rustling amongst the trash in the dark alley. He thinks it’s a cat, as it usually is, but is surprised to find an actual, baby, black and white dragon with bright green eyes.

Obviously he plans to take him home, but has to coax Danny out from underneath the dumpster. Maybe he uses some snacks from his cool pouches on his belt. Eventually he wins over Danny, but Damian has to keep him a secret from the batfam.

The secret does not last long. Keeping a dragon in your room is not a good hiding spot. But, he found that Danny likes to cuddle, so obviously the little dragon had to stay with him.

Alfred found out first, promised not to say anything and help feed the dragon. Not sure who finds out next but Danny probably tries to bite Dick when he tries to pick him up a bunch.

Damian plans to train Danny to be his sidekick. If Batman gets a batdog, obviously Damian needs a bat dragon. Name is a work in progress, but Damian still makes Danny a lil bat outfit to match Ace.

Eventually everyone finds out and Bruce especially is trying to figure out where the dragon came from and why he’s just chilling with the fam. The tamest dragon he’s ever seen tbh it makes him worried

Damian finds out about some of Danny’s powers and shenanigans ensue. Danny gets comfy with the bats and is treating the whole thing like a vacation away from his troublesome life. Dragons probably purr, right?

Eventually maybe Danny finds a way to communicate that he’s actually a teenager trapped in dragon form and he needs help. The batfam collectively lose their minds when Danny’s revealed to have black hair and blue eyes.

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teohcndricks · 5 months ago

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QUICK STATS ;

Name: Mateo Hendricks

Nicknames: Teo

Age: 38

Gender & pronouns: Male & he/him

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Time in Wilmington: From the age of 28

Occupation: Mechanic

Neighbourhood: South Hills

Relationship status: Single

Face claim: Clayton Cardenas

Trigger warnings: adoption, teen pregnancy, imprisonment, murder mention, drug addiction

Please read below for his introduction !!

Teo's mom was a teenager when she fell pregnant with him so she gave him up for adoption. He was originally born in Wilmington but then was adopted by a couple who lived in Miami, where he lived until he was 28

His adoptive parents had previously adopted an older boy, and so Teo grew up with an older brother. His brother was very troublesome and Teo soon followed in his footsteps. They were quite the devilish duo and got into lots of trouble together. It was his brother who first introduced him to the life of crime, and during his teens he would spend a couple months in a juvenile detention centre

Tbh his brother was an awful influence and Teo was never really on the straight and narrow. With his brother, they would commit a lot of crimes. Mostly petty crimes but dabbled in drugs and car theft

Teo had always known he had been adopted, and in his mid twenties he reached out to his birth mom who was more than happy to reconnect. This was when he discovered he also had two younger sisters (Camila and Corrine)

One night Teo went on a simple B&E with his brother, with Teo being the getaway driver. But in his gut he knew something wasn't right, like it was a setup, and fled. He soon came to learn that his brother had been jumped that night and had fought back, and was faced with murder charges

Engulfed with guilt, Teo fled again to Wilmington, wiping his hands of Miami. With his new family and his new home, he tried so hard to not expose his true self to Camila and Corrine but it wasn't long until he went back to his old ways, stealing cars and selling them for parts

During his time in Wilmington, he would go to prison a further two times. He was introduced to contraband drugs during his second stint, and they were concoctions of awful substances and grew addicted with one hit

He was released from prison at the beginning of 2024 and has sworn that he will get himself better, and has sworn he won't go back to his life of crime

Current update: He lives in a small apartment in South Hills with his rottweiler. He works as mechanic, working on motorcycles and cars (not stealing them, thank u). He attends regular NA meetings and has three children - the oldest is 17 and living in Miami, the second oldest is 8 and the youngest is 6, both of which living in Wilmington. He will headbutt you if you look at him the wrong way.

WANTED CONNECTIONS.

FRIENDS: He's been living in Wilmington for 10 years now so he'll have some pretty sturdy friendships at this point tbh. His besties need to be people who are willing to put up with his shit. He swears a lot, has very little patience, and can't seem to get his shit together BUT homeboy is loyal

SPONSOR/SUPPORT CIRCLE: The person/people he can go to at 3am when he's struggling with his addiction and needs to call them so he doesn't relapse. These the people are REAL with him

FRIENDS OF HIS SISTERS: His lil sisters are his damn LIIIIFE so anyone who knows Camila or Corrine will naturally know Teo too

EXES: I will at some point be looking for his baby mama who he co-parents with BUT he will have definitely attempted dating once or twice in the 10 years he's been in town

FWBs: He for suuuuure does not want a committed relationship until he's stable and can give the best to someone, but that doesn't mean he isn't sleeping around a lil bit. He's a rascal

There are tons of other connections we can do but these are just the basics <3

#( intro. )

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w1llb7ers · 2 years ago

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MIKE WHEELER IK WHAT YOU ARE /HJ

People hate on Mike too much in my opinion, I'll always be a Mike defender. It's not just because I see him as a realistic teenager, but I see myself in him. He's the first character I've related to in a long time. The way he acts is how I used to act when I was struggling with personal issues (internalized hom*phobia).

Here's some examples of how I acted:

I lashed out a lot and closed myself off emotionally. I had bad anger issues at the time and they were so bad that people told me “Who are you? I don't recognize you anymore.” that sort of smacked me in the face and made me think about how I was behaving.

I pushed the person of interest (my ex best friend) away and tried to ghost them completely. I ended up being successful and now we hardly ever talk. We knew each other for over a decade and all it took for me to ignore them was the possibility of feelings budding in my chest.

I would literally go insane in my bedroom at night after a day at school because I hated the thoughts that ran through my head when they were around me.

I would stare at their lips randomly and tell myself: “You're just kiss deprived. Your boyfriend broke up with you a week ago.” I loved lying to myself.

Then, I left them on read for the last time and we stopped talking for 3 years. Never called. Never texted. And never met up. We used to hang out almost every weekend. The feelings got SO BAD that I actually dreaded them sleeping over. In fact, I lied to them saying “Sorry, I won't be home this weekend.” just because of this.

Therefore, when someone says “He'S sTrAiGhT NoT gAy!!!1!!” I can't help but laugh because 1) I know what it looks like to hate yourself for what you like. 2) If he isn't struggling with IH then he's just an ass and I can't be satisfied with that idea. His character is so much more complex than people give him credit for. If my assumptions are correct, the dufflebags didn't ��ruin” his character. They made him go through things internally that would impact how he behaves. He's not just some guy that doesn't give a shit about Will anymore. He DOES give a shit. He is smart, not stupid. He may be clueless but he's got an idea of what is going on. He knew Will was crying (in my opinion), but he didn't ignore him. He didn't want to treat him like a “baby” like Will states in S2. He doesn't like it when people treat him like he's fragile. Even if he is at that very moment. Plus, there were other people around (ie Jonathan and Argyle). They weren't alone.

I know this isn't credible because I'm just some teen girl on the internet, but I know what my experience was like (having feelings for someone you don't want to have feelings for because they're not the opposite gender). And I see it in Mike. His actions, his everything. It's so CLEAR. Yet no one looks far enough into it to see it.

Sorry for the rant I just had to get it off my chest. Ik this isn't the cleanest/ most organized post. However, I am just speaking my mind here lmao no one has to agree with me. This was like a vent a bit tbh idk where it all came from. Thank you for listening!! :)

#mike wheeler apologist #mike wheeler i know what you are #he is just struggling with himself and he'll be back to his old self soon i think #i miss him trust me but sometimes things happen that change our character and how we treat others #mike wheeler #byler tumblr #byler

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auveriablue · 2 years ago

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Retirement Bod (Chubby/Dadbod Leon Scott Kennedy Headcanons)

- After the world gets a little less fucked and he starts getting called on fewer missions and assignments, Leon just decides to call it quits.

- He's dedicated his entire life to fighting insane bioterrorism and he isn't getting any younger, so he turns in his gun and goes to live in a secluded villa somewhere.

- He finds out quickly that there isn't really shit to do in retirement and has a shit ton of free time on his hands. So he takes on cooking and baking.

- Just one problem though. The recipes Leon finds and cooks are meals made for families of at least 3. It's just him.

- He doesn't want anything to go to waste though and instead of just calling someone over to eat with or learning how to make smaller meals, he eats it all himself.

- It's just "Shit, I've made a whole family sized lasagna. Oh well." And just turns on a movie while eating the lasagna. By the time the credits roll, every trace is that lasagna is gone, even the burnt cheese at the ends.

- And because he's not on the field anymore, he doesn't have anything to help him keep himself spry and overly fit and he doesn't see the point in keeping up with his whole work out routine

- Mix that with the fact that he's 45 and doesn't have his 21 year old metabolism anymore, he packs on the pounds rather quickly.

- It starts at his stomach, then his chest, then his hips. And boy oh boy does it go to his ass.

- He doesn't even notice it at first, even when his jeans become tight and he struggles with the button. He doesn't even notice that his shirt rises up over his belly when he stretches.

- He finally notices when he bends down to pick up something and his clothes bursts like fireworks on the 4th if july. His pants split at the rear, his button ricochets off of a wall and a few fly off of his flannel too.

- And you know what ? He just shrugs it off and orders a new wardrobe online and sizes up. There are some times when he'll see a picture of his younger self and go "Wow look at me, I pulled so many women back then." And wonders if he could still do so now and sometimes pouts about him not being the slim fuckboy he was back then, but eventually stops caring.

- He still pulls women though. He still has his charm and charisma and whenever he goes grocery shopping in the nearby town, the women fawn over him because he's just so charming and they like his butt. He's gotten whistled at a few times because of his bubble butt.

- They towns women try to woo him by making him meals and desserts. Which, you guessed, only increased his weight. But he's a charming, single, man with a handsome face and a fat ass, and he can also cook, they're gonna try their darndest to seduce this man.

- After a year on retirement, he's at least 260-265, probably more, he stopped checking the scale a month ago.

- If someone like Chris or Claire or just whoever, comes knocking at his door with a whole "A new bioterrorism threat has started that can end the world, we need your help Leon, only someone with your expertise and experience can help us." speech prepared, they're gonna forget it as soon as the door opens and the first thing they see is Leon's gut.

- But it's their fault. A whole year goes by and they only check on the man when they need him to do something for them ?

- Chris would immediately go on a "How could you let yourself go like this ?" tirade, while Leon just stares at him blankly. He might even shut the door if Chris gets a little too mean with his tirade because he's not going to be insulted in his own home.

- Claire would just go "woah" and would try to beat around the bush and would try not to outright call Leon fat but Leon would just be like "It's okay, I know I got fat, no need to tiptoe around it."

- If Ada got a look at him, her eyes would be a little too fixtated on his ass and would totally blank out on whatever sly remarks or teasing comments she was going to say.

- If he does decide to come out of retirement to help, some cocky, young, new soldiers who've heard rumors of all of accomplishments, would definitely not believe that he's THE Leon Scott Kennedy.

- "This whale is the legendary Leon Scott Kennedy ?"

- "The only thing that fatass is taking down, is the local buffet."

- "Is this some sort of joke ?"

- Only to shut the fuck up when Leon proves that he's still got it. Despite not exercising for a year and eating whatever he wants, he's still pretty light and quick on his feet and he's still good with a gun. He's what you would call "Acrofatic".

- When the task is complete, he'll be begged to come back to the field but he'd decline. He likes his new life but they can call him whenever there's another big threat and he'll be willing to lend a hand. But for now, he's gonna go home, drink a beer, eat some cookies and take a nap.

#chubby character #chubby male #big handsome man #weight gain #dadbod #chubby leon kennedy #chubby leon #chubification beam #dadbodification beam #leon scott kennedy #leon kennedy #resident evil #chris redfield #claire redfield #ada wong #male weight gain

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zv5x · 3 years ago

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to round out the madcom requests: how about yandere 2bdamned?

I'm gonna have some fun with this one *writes*

( :̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅:♡:]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅)

In hindsight, maybe you should've seen this one coming. The red flags were all there, and 2B always was a little bit too eager to express how he felt about you

It was almost comical how you were the one always seeming to get sick out of all your teammates, seemingly under unknown circumstances. However, 2B was always there for you to nurse you back to health. He loved pampering you at these stages, telling you that under his care you wouldn't be under the harm of any sort of illness, that you'd be back to your old self in no time. At the time, it was comforting, especially considering you didn't know the cause of your rising string of issues. 2B was always there to shut down the worry of you and your teammates. "It's nothing serious, just food poisoning, fatigue, etc", he's say as soon as any one of you asked him about it, citing whatever common injury or illness would fit what happened to you this time "they'll be better in no time". And, you were better in no time. So he wasn't a liar. At the time, he was your hero. You'd be dead without him, (Y/N), wouldn't you be?

Soon, the feeling of being watched seems to creep on you, and every camera that at the moment exists in Nevada seems to turn your way as soon as you walk by. Your technology has been acting minorly strangely too, but you brushed it off. There's better and more important things to be worrying about. You didn't have time to stress over it like it was something bigger than it was, you didn't have the time to treat a worry as a fact, and your teammates would be the first to tell that to you if you tried whining about it

2B is extremely strategic with how he courts you. He doesn't want to mess this up. He knows he won't ever love another to the extent that he loves you, and he wants you with every inch of his being. He wants to be your protector, and protector he's been. It's just such a shame you had to walk in on him....talking..to that good friend of yours over the phone. He was doing so good hiding his feelings for you before he wanted to confess! It's such a horrible shame his plans had to be altered because of some homewrecking whore

He hates it when you're angry at him. He hates it that you've been brainwashed into believing this is something to get angry at him about. But worry not, he'll fix you right up just like he's been doing. The sedative had already been prepared just in case, and he was glad he got it ready. He made it quick, so you didn't have time to scream or run or do anything else similar. He had you all to himself now. Though not under the best of circumstances, he was still happy to be able to call you his own once and for all

He just had to have you. He couldn't help himself. You were too pure, too wholesome. Sometimes he lays awake at night wondering how an angel like you could've ever even breathed the Nevada air as if you really even belonged here. Like it was just something you were used to. No. You were too pure for a place like this. He hated the fact he couldn't bring you somewhere better

2B absolutely adores you. Watching you sleep, staring at you when you're preforming basic tasks, absolutely everything you do is done under his watchful eyes, and nobody else really can find the best words to use to confront him about it. Not that they really want to anyways. He's not hurting you, just a little attached. They get it. Nevada is dangerous. He has the right to be a little paranoid

It makes him feel so relieved that they're so understanding. And, someday, you'll understand why he's doing this too. He'll fight through all those tears and all that struggling, with the hope that one day he'll hear a delighted "thank you, doc" come from you once more

#madness combat 2bdammed #2bdamned #2bdamned madcom #madness combat #yandere 2bdamned #2bdamned madness #2bdamned mc #yandere hcs #yandere imagines #yandere x reader #yandere #x reader #madcom #yandere madness combat

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slashingdisneypasta · 3 years ago

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Horror Villains x Reader || Reactions

Reacting to: Reader getting slipped a love potion so whoever they see first, they fall madly in absolute and total love and adoration of. They first see Slasher. Notes: Yep, I've been watching scenes of Strange Magic. This is because of that. I definitely recommend listening to a version of 'I Cant Help Myself (Sugar Pie, Honey Bunch)' while reading XD I'm listening to the Jessica Mauboy cover! ^^

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Warnings: Definitely non con elements (Not sexual though) Characters Included: Billy Loomis, Bubba Sawyer, (Mayor) Buckman, Carrie White, Chucky / Charles Lee Ray, Chop Top Sawyer, Drayton Sawyer, Freddy Krueger, Jennifer Check, (Sheriff), Hoyt, Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers, Patrick Bateman, Pennywise (OG), Stu Macher and Thomas Hewitt.

Billy Loomis:

🎶'I can't help myself'🎶

What.

What kinda - bullshit- leave me the fuck alone-

Honestly he's trying to get the hell away from you (As you tail him) while Stu's at the side texting you where they're gonna be and laughing his bloody ass off when you turn up and Billy suddenly sprints to the bathroom.

Bubba Sawyer:

🎶'Sugar pie, honey bunch You know that I love you'🎶

Oh my gosh, the moment you expression changes from one of fear and disgust, to wide eyed adoration and you start fawning over him?? He has no idea what to d o. Oh, the poor baby XDD

Like, he's just hugging his chainsaw to him as you get up close and touch his shoulders and fix his tie and follow him around and he doesn't r e a l l y mind, cuz its not like you're hurting him, but he is just confused. He's searching for Drayton. Like he'll have any answers, pft.

(Mayor) Buckman:

🎶'I can't help myself I love you and nobody else'🎶

-I'm sorry, what now? Beg your pardon, there?

As soon as he recognises that sparkly, attentive look on your eyes he's slightly baffled. I mean, he's used to being loved - his town a d o r e their mayor, - so he isn't quite as lost as Bubba is or even Billy, but- he just had your friends killed? Sweetheart are you in your right mind?

I can see him sorta, awkwardly starting to treat your a little better then your friends. What?? He'd feel just awful being terrible to someone who 'loves', him! I mean you'll still die probably, but you can stand by him until its time. Self absorbed prick

Carrie White:

🎶'In and out my life You come and you go Leaving just your picture behind And I kissed it a thousand times'🎶

(*^^*) I'm sorry (*^^*) What? (*^^*)

Oh my gosh she's a mess. What do you mean by calling her Sugar Pie? Honey bunch? Sweetheart? Cutie!?!?

She's going to run away my guy, she's going to flee. She is not used to this kind of attention (Or any at all, for that matter) and you've flustered her. She doesn't believe you're just making fun of her though (Since you're just so... adoring. She intense. So in love- this cant possibly be an act) though at least, so there's that.

Just calm. down. bitch. You're going to scare her.

Chucky / Charles Lee Ray:

🎶'When you snap your finger or wink your eye I come a-running to you I'm tied to your apron strings And there's nothing that I can do'🎶

Depends- as a human or a Good Guy?

As a human he might be a bit more reserved about the whole thing and a whole lot more confused like... is this a joke? That's a gun in my pocket, not somethin' else if that's what you're thinkin'. You gettin' off on this? What? What's the deal, here?

As a doll though it TOTALLY goes to his head. You just took this bastards ego man and shot it up with some steroids. Like yes- they even want me when I'm plastic. That's fuckin' right.

I would say, 'No way hosay, he's fleeing- he's got a hot ass wife already!! But that has never really stopped our asshole gremlin man so...

Chop Top Sawyer:

🎶'I can't help myself No, I can't help myself'🎶

'DRAYYYTONNNN, C'MERE AND MEET MAH HONEY PIE. I'M GETTIN ME HITCHED!'

*Drayton from somewhere else in the part* 'YOU'RE WHAT?!'

Yep. No getting outta this now. You're getting married to him. Enjoy.

Drayton Sawyer:

🎶''Cause sugar pie, honey bunch I'm weaker than a man should be I can't help myself'🎶

*Cough* me *cough*

I mean... *awkward cough cough's*... what?

Oh boy, Drayton is awkward. And PINK. Why're you looking at him like that? Why are you running your fingers through his hair? Why're

Like Bog in Strange Magic I think Drayton would set you aside from the rest of the victims for a while, until whatever's gotten into you has worn off at least. And begrudgingly take care of you- and try to tell you that your feelings are just whatever poison's jacked you up- and to please calm down- you wont want this old boy when your senses are back-

Gosh, he's too cute. I love him a lot.

Freddy Krueger:

🎶'I'm a fool in love, you see Wanna tell you I don't love you Tell you that we're through And I've tried Every time I see your face I get all choked up inside'🎶

Hmmmmm~ What'd you just call him?~

You're playing fire here babes-

And by that I mean he's going to push you until he finds the limit to this potion- for fun. Will you still 'love' him if he leads you off a cliff?~ If he carves his name into your back? If he forces this disgusting sludge down your throat? Will you do aaaanything for him?~ How about killing your friend over there?

Goodluck.

Jennifer Check:

🎶'When I call your name Girl, it starts a flame'🎶

Yeah, I mean of course, who doesn't, bye-

This is not shocking to her XD She's hot and amazing, she knows, alright? Shoo.

Depends- are you a dude? Cis or trans- a dudes a dude. And if you are a dude, she is going to take this admiration and use it to her advantage.

If you are not a guy, though, you'll probably get off easy, with an eyeroll as she stalks off. Maybe even a smirk.

(Sheriff) Hoyt:

🎶'Burning in my heart, tearing it all apart No matter how I try, my love I cannot hide'🎶

... Is this a trick? You fucker-

Paranoid military man kills you immediately because he thinks this is a ploy to survive and hurt his family.

Jason Voorhees:

🎶'Sugar pie, honey bunch You know that I'm waiting for you (waiting for you)'🎶

Mmmmmm... 😐 this is new territory... he really doesn't know what to do, here...

Uhh... he may lower his weapon, and tilt his head; Silently asking his mother what to do in this situation as he assesses you- you and your own tilted head, corner of your mouth tilted up as you look up (UP UP UP- ) at the 'love of your life'.

Tea? Do you want some (cold lake water and floor leaf) tea?

Michael Myers:

🎶'I can't help myself I love you and nobody else'🎶

Wh... what?

Not gonna lie- you threw him off, for sure when you got down on your knees and just gazed up at him. Even with blood all over him, even holding a shar knife, even with the corpse of your friend a few feet away.

But mostly his feelings are please go away you're freaking me the fuck out.

*The sound of your neck snapping*

Patrick Bateman:

🎶'Sugar pie, honey bunch I'd do anything you ask me to'🎶

How sad for you.

He really doesn't care, man. Just tries to go on with his life, even with you following him around everywhere and trying to get his attention, and being there at his every beck and call- he does enjoy having coffee whenever he wants it, though.

Pennywise (OG):

🎶'I can't help myself I want you and nobody else'🎶

Oh this is HILARIOUS.

Penny figures it out immediately and has a good laugh, as you giggle softly, awkwardly along with him (Which makes him laugh harder-). Ohhhh, you made his century.

You're gonna taste delicious, when he's done with you.

Stu Macher:

🎶'Sugar pie, honey bunch You know that I love you'🎶

Ahhhhh... say what now?

Billy cackles like an evil ferret behind him as you wrap your arms around Stu (The boy himself a slave to his hornier impulses but struggling as Billy's right there and also this is kinda rapey-). Good. he gets a taste of his own medicine now. He looks mortified. GOOD.

Thomas Hewitt:

🎶'I can't help myself No, I can't help myself'🎶

Thomas is a mix of Michael and Bubba- he's thinking but why, but also what do i do what do i do what do i do-

Like one one side, he's annoyed. Because you're geting in his way and he needs to help out his mamma and do what Hoyt tells him to, in order to keep his family safe.

But on the other- he's kind of enjoying this kind of attention.

God, someone just take the decision out of his hands.

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warriorsbutnotreally · 3 years ago

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Firepaw Joins ShadowClan AU

firstly, hard agree that he's taken as kit

secondly, uh

fair warning

there is heavy amounts of child abuse mentioned here

as this is ShadowClan under Brokenstar's rule.

This starts with Rusty / Firepaw only being 4 moons old and being made an apprentice at a young age

with that said

Rusty is out playing in his yard, having recently been adopted by his twolegs and getting use to his territory.

Even now he's curious about the forest

One day he hears talking near his fence and he sneaks out of his yard. He finds a group of cats making plans [specifically to steal kits]. He doesn't understand what they're talking about, but they spot him.

He's almost attacked by one of the toms [Clawface] in the group when a she-cat - Fernshade - stops her Clanmate. Being a current queen she appears to be sympathetic to the kit.

Clawface isn't impressed, but the other tom in the group, Blackfoot, states that a kit is a kit.

Rusty is confused and immediately becomes frighten when Blackfoot holds and down and roughly pulls off the collar.

He has no clue what's going on and neither tom is answering his questions. Fernshade is sent back to camp with Rusty, since she was supposed to be the first one sent back anyway, and she brings the kit into ShadowClan's camp. Fernshade answers some of his questions, but dodges the ones where he asks why she's doing this [specifically she answers where she's taking him and who the other cats were and his questions about ShadowClan]

He is brought before Brokenstar and is terrified of this tom. Fernshade comforts him, stating that their leader will make him a strong cat.

Fernshade explains where they found Rusty and Brokenstar doesn't seem too impressed. However, he still accepts that Rusty is now one of them.

Fernshade is excused to the nursery.

Blackfoot and Clawface eventually come back with four more kittens; a black she-cat, a tortoiseshell tom, a tricolor she-cat, and a white she-cat. The latter two were littermates stolen from a loner and aren't even a moon old, while the first two were stolen from separate kittypet homes. The black she-cat seems nervous and scared and is about 3 moons old. The tortoiseshell tom is about the same age as Rusty and he has to be held down to prevent him from trying to claw Clawface.

Brokenstar stand tall and makes an announcement; he tells the cats that ShadowClan is becoming stronger and they will continue to grow thanks to these new cats

Rusty, the black she-cat, and the tortoiseshell tom are made apprentices right away and are given the names Firepaw, Nightpaw, and Wildpaw. They are mentored by Blackfoot, Nightpelt, and Brokenstar respectively. Wildpaw does not like this. The kits are named Ivykit and Whitekit and are given to the nursery to be cared for until they're 'ready'.

Firepaw has many questions for Blackfoot and it's clear Blackfoot regrets this arrangement.

Blackfoot, Nightpelt, and Brokenstar take the apprentices out to see the territory and while they're out they encounter a ThunderClan patrol.

A fight breaks out and Firepaw is forced to fight despite having no experience.

ShadowClan loses the fight and the apprentices are punished by now being allowed to eat.

They are also shown how to hunt and spend the rest of the day, until late at night, hunting. They are closely supervised by Blackfoot, Nightpelt, Applefur, and Russetfur.

Firepaw is tired and passes out as soon as they return to camp.

He doesn't get much rest as Brokenstar demands the apprentices wake up and all of them are gathered for battle practice.

Here Firepaw meets the other apprentices - Whitepaw, Quickpaw, Ratpaw [Ratscar], and Snowpaw [Snowbird]

A couple of the other apprentices are nervous while others are excited. Firepaw, Nightpaw, and Wildpaw all watch in horror at the absolutely brutal and bloody fights these apprentices are forced into.

Firepaw is forced to fight Quickpaw, who is a stolen kit like himself. Firepaw has no fighting experience and Quickpaw has been here for at least a couple moons.

Quickpaw ends up tearing off one of Firepaw's ears and slashes him up pretty badly, but running of pure instinct and adrenaline, Firepaw manages to fight back and eventually has Quickpaw pinned.

All the grown warriors cheer and demand that Blazepaw kill them.

Quickpaw doesn't wanna die and begs for their life.

Firepaw can't bring himself to kill them and is removed from the fight. He thinks its over, only for Wildpaw to be shoved forward instead. Brokenstar vaguely threatens Wildpaw and when that doesn't work, he vaguely threatens Ivykit and Whitekit.

Wildpaw hesitates before turning to Quickpaw. He ends up killing them. Immediately he is regretful, even as Brokenstar gives him high praise. Wildpaw goes back to sit with the apprentices and he's staring at his paws the entire time.

Another apprentice, Whitepaw, is told that it's time to prove he's ready to be a warrior. He only appears to be about 7 moons old.

Whitepaw is pitted against another apprentice and is, like Firepaw and Wildpaw, pressured to kill them.

He does and Brokenstar proudly makes him a warrior on the spot, giving him the name Whitethroat.

Whitethroat beams in the moment, but even Firepaw can see that there's regret seeping through him.

Blazepaw is sent to the medicine cat den by Blackfoot and meets Yellowfang and Runningnose. They heal him up and he is thankful towards them. Yellowfang seems heartbroken at him being here and he doesn't understand why.

As soon as he's patched up, even if he isn't healed, Blackfoot takes Firepaw out and the two do battle training. Firepaw is taught basic moves and Blackfoot states after training that now the apprentice couldn't make a fool of him anymore.

Firepaw is a little wounded by the words, but he does want to make him proud.

Firepaw starts training harder, but even still cannot force himself to kill any cats. He notices Nightpaw is struggling with it as well and that Wildpaw has gone quiet since killing Quickpaw.

A moon passes and Firepaw is taken to his first gathering. Littlepaw, Brownpaw, Wetpaw, and Badgerpaw are also now apprentices.

There he sees the other Clans and he's in awe at the amount of cats. Blackfoot warns Firepaw not to talk to them about any of his training and that ThunderClan cannot be trusted.

Firepaw remembers his first encounter with ThunderClan and believes his mentor

Firepaw meets some of the other apprentices; Ravenpaw, Dustpaw, and Sandpaw of ThunderClan [whom he doesn't get along with them well and Dustpaw even tries to pick a fight with him] Webpaw and Runningpaw of WindClan [who Blackfoot tells him are cowardly and weak] Heavypaw, Shadepaw, and Silverpaw [Silverstream] [who he's informed are lazy and self-righteous]

The gathering is fairly tame, but afterwards, Brokenstar gets Tallstar alone and tries to pressure him for territory

Tallstar says no

Brokenstar gives him one more chance

He doesn't take it

Brokenstar isn't thrilled with this and tells Tallstar that he'll regret not taking his offer.

The apprentices return and, despite it being late, are put into another battle practice.

Thankfully no cat dies this time around, but Nightpaw is pretty badly wounded after a fight with Ratpaw.

Ratpaw earns his name Ratscar after their fight

Nightpaw is taken to the medicine cat den.

The next day the apprentices are taken out hunting with the warriors. Brokenstar isn't with them, instead having left with Mintkit and Marigoldkit.

When the cats return, they encounter Yellowfang's exile and she is chased out of the territory. When questions are asked, they learn that Yellowfang killed the two kits.

Everyone is in shock.

Firepaw remembers Ivykit and Whitekit and goes to check on them. He is happy to find the two are okay.

He then also goes to check on Nightpaw and finds she's fast asleep in the medicine cat den. She had no clue what happened, but doesn't believe Yellowfang killed those kits. She honestly thought Yellowfang was nice

Firepaw isn't sure what to believe and he's worried for what this means for the Clan.

After another moon of training and fighting, Firepaw watches as Snowpaw becomes Snowbird. He is close to Nightpaw and Badgerpaw and he tries to be close with Wildpaw, but Wildpaw has been pushing everyone away.

Early one morning, Brokenstar makes the announcement that they're going to be attacking WindClan and taking over their territory.

Many cats are excited. Firepaw has mixed feelings.

Wildpaw is pretending to be enthused when Brokenstar looks at him, but this falls away the moment the leader looks away.

The worry for Wildpaw grows.

Badgerpaw is excited to finally be able to prove himself a good apprentice and Firepaw is happy for him, though he can't deny that Badgerpaw still looks very young and kit-like and he's not sure if this is a good idea.

Firepaw is sent out with the first wave of cats during the attack. He wants to make Blackfoot proud, but when the patrol of cats starts fighting, he realizes that some of the cats are going after the queens and kits.

He doesn't like this.

He's fighting Deadfoot, the deputy, when he sees a full grown WindClan warrior about to attack Badgerpaw He tries to abandon his fight, but Deadfoot won't let him get away and he's a witness of Badgerpaw's death.

Firepaw is horrified now and he kicks Deadfoot away and runs to join Flintfang. The two mourn the loss of the young tom.

WindClan is driven off and Flintfang gets Firepaw alone and tells the apprentice to not allow this injustice to stand. Flintfang specifically refers to Badgerpaw as Badgerfang.

Firepaw promises as he can't shake the thought of Badgerpaw's death. He has nightmares that night of being unable to save the young tom.

The next day Brokenstar takes the apprentices out training. He uses Wildpaw as his training partner, to show the best ways to kill cats, and he pretends to kill Wildpaw

Training continues and Wildpaw drags Firepaw and Nightpaw to the side. He's stressed. He admits Brokenstar was openly threatening him just then because he started challenging his mentor and he informs them that, if he dies Blame Brokenstar.

This is a lot to take in.

The next few days of training are rough and Firepaw ends up having to be sent to the medicine cat den after Brownpaw slashes open his shoulder.

While recovering a couple days later, he learns that Brownpaw died

He's still shocked, despite him hurting him

When he gets sent back to the apprentice's den, he learns Nightpaw has been having some pretty bad nightmares. He and Wildpaw come together to comfort her.

A couple moons pass and at this point a couple more cats had been stolen, only for them to not make it long before either running away or dying. Firepaw is worried about his future and the future of his friends

That gathering, he doesn't go. He stays behind with Wildpaw, but Nightpaw is dragged along by Clawface.

The two fall asleep waiting for her - the three taking to having their nests very close to each other. They are waken up by a shaken Nightpaw, who explains that Brokenstar is demanding territory from ThunderClan and RiverClan. She does add more relieved news that she's sure Yellowfang is alive and well, though she's unsure for how long.

The next day Firepaw and Blackfoot are sent to hunt on WindClan's old territory with a full hunting patrol. While out, Firepaw sees Bluestar of ThunderClan, a couple of her warriors [Tigerclaw and Darkstripe], and an apprentice.

Curious, he sneaks away and watches as Tigerclaw goes to the moonstone with Bluestar while Darkstripe waits outside with the apprentice.

After a minute of dull watching, he's about to leave when he hears the apprentice yowl

He turns to see Darkstripe is trying to kill the apprentice and, without thinking, Firepaw races over and attacks Darkstripe. The fight draws Blackfoot's attention and the warrior manages to stop them before Darkstripe can attempt to kill Firepaw.

Blackfoot warns Darkstripe that if he sees the warrior lay another paw on his apprentice, that he'll personally rip his tail off and tear his pelt apart

Firepaw is surprised to hear this coming from Blackfoot and, when they're alone, Blackfoot warns Firepaw not to tell anyone he stood up for him

Firepaw promises, but he still feels happy

When Blackfoot asks what happened, Firepaw remembers and tries to find the ThunderClan apprentice, but he can't locate him. He tells Blackfoot and he mentions having spotted a young cat running away from the fight, though he hadn't been heading towards Clan territory.

Firepaw asks permission to find this apprentice and Blackfoot reluctantly allows it. He says he's heading back to camp and to return as soon as possible.

He heads off and, after some sniffing around, Firepaw finds the tom.

After some assuring and being patient and gentle, Firepaw introduces himself and learns the apprentice's name is Ravenpaw.

The two talk for a bit and Firepaw ends up learning that Darkstripe was trying to kill him to silence him. Firepaw asks why and but Ravenpaw is afraid to open up.

Firepaw is sympathetic and Ravenpaw admits he's surprised to find a nice ShadowClan cat. Firepaw admits cats in ShadowClan are rough and show affection in a strange way, but he has some good friends there.

Ravenpaw wishes he could feel the same

Firepaw invites Ravenpaw to move to ShadowClan, but Ravenpaw expresses doubt.

He doesn't want Ravenpaw returning to where cats are trying to kill him and Ravenpaw doesn't want to, either, but he isn't sure if he sees ShadowClan as a better option.

Ravenpaw chooses to stay hiding out here for a bit and Firepaw lets him go.

When Firepaw returns to camp, he sees Brokenstar preparing a patrol. They're going to raid ThunderClan camp and Firepaw and Wildpaw are forced to go.

The two toms are tasked with helping Clawface and Blackfoot steal ThunderClan's kits, which shocks Firepaw.

They cats break into ThunderClan and the fight begins while Bluestar, Tigerclaw, and Darkstripe are still away. Blackfoot engages in a fight with Yellowfang and while she's distracted, Firepaw and Wildpaw break into the nursery. The queens are outside fighting warriors and the two apprentices see the kits.

Firepaw doesn't want to do this

Wildpaw doesn't want to do this, either, but he's more afraid of what Brokenstar would do to him - or worse, Firepaw and Nightpaw.

Firepaw is shocked to hear how much Wildpaw worries about the two of them and Wildpaw shuts up and tells Firepaw quietly that they should just grab the kits.

They're about to grab them, when Frostfur comes in and attacks the two. A fight breaks out and the two end up pushing the fight with her outside.

Frostfur manages to pin Wildpaw and, in a panicked reaction to being pinned down, Wildpaw lashes out and ends up cutting Frostfur's throat open.

A retreat is called by ShadowClan and the two stumble out. Wildpaw is celebrated for his killing of the ThunderClan queen, even without the kits, and Wildpaw hates it.

When the two are alone, Firepaw asks what happened and Wildpaw brings up how Brokenstar had threatened him and how he had been pinned down in the same manner with the leader threatening to slice open his belly

Wildpaw starts to have a breakdown and Firepaw tries to comfort him, but Wildpaw is going through a lot

Later that night, Brokenstar calls a meeting and Wildpaw is made a warrior. He is given the name Wildfur. During the same ceremony, Ivykit and Whitekit are made apprentices. Whitepaw is given to Wildfur and Ivypaw is given to Snowbird.

Everyone but Firepaw and Nightpaw congratulate him.

Wildfur is moved into the warriors den but Nightpaw and Firepaw keep their nests close.

The next day, ShadowClan is preparing for another attack. They make plans and are leaning towards a more stealthy approach.

Clawface and Firepaw are sent in to steal the kits.

While the two are sneaking into the nursery, they are confronted by Spottedleaf. Firepaw is about to try to reason with her when Clawface kills her right there.

He says ShadowClan doesn't reason with ThunderClan and tells Firepaw that if he shuts up, he'll tell Brokenstar that it's time to make him and Nightpaw warriors.

Firepaw doesn't like this idea, but is more afraid of Clawface killing him to argue.

He helps steal Brightkit, Cinderkit, Brackenkit, and Thornkit. Firepaw, since they have the extra paws, also manages to snag Lynxkit while they're there.

The five kits are brought back to ShadowClan and ShadowClan is excited for the kits. Brokenstar holds a ceremony right then and makes Firepaw and Nightpaw into warriors named Fireheart and Nightwing.

Fireheart is given Lynxkit - now Lynxpaw - as an apprentice while the other four are placed into the nursery for a moon.

Lynxpaw is resentful towards Fireheart.

Fireheart promises it's nothing personal, but this does little to help how angry Lynxpaw is.

It's later that day that a ThunderClan patrol and the ShadowClan elders raid ShadowClan's camp. Bluestar and Yellowfang are leading them and the fight gets confusing quickly.

Lynxpaw tries to join his Clanmates - his ThunderClan Clanmates - in the fight, but is snagged by Brokenstar. He kills the apprentice right in front of Bluestar, who growls and lashes out at the ShadowClan leader.

Fireheart is in shock.

Brokenstar is, eventually, chased away with Tangleburr, Blackfoot, Clawface, Applefur, and Stumpytail.

Nightpelt steps up to lead the Clan and names Cinderfur as his deputy.

Fireheart aids Nightpelt in helping those in need, though his focus is turned on ThunderClan, as he noticed some odd things going on.

Though he knows he should be focusing on his own Clan, he noticed during the rescue that this one cat was staring at his own leader with a look that reminded him of Brokenstar

sometime between here and then, ThunderClan sends their oldest apprentices and Whitestorm to save WindClan. The apprentices are made warriors when they return - Sandstorm, Dustpelt, and Graystripe. Ravenpaw is still 'missing'

One day he just happens to be near the thunderpath when he sees a sickly molly near the thunderpath and realizes it's ThunderClan's leader.

She's about to be hit by a monster when he comes out of hiding and rescues her.

Bluestar is shocked and confused and Fireheart apologizes for the sudden rescue, he just didn't want to see any needless death.

Tigerclaw 'stumbles' across them and attacks Fireheart. Bluestar stops him and Tigerclaw states, simply, that he was just trying to protect Bluestar, as he had assumed this ShadowClan warrior was attacking her

Fireheart sees them off, earning a silent glare from Tigerclaw

Fireheart then realizes this cat has darker motives

He tells himself not to get involved, that he's a loyal ShadowClan warrior, but he's stuck thinking about these cats.

Fireheart spends some time visiting Ravenpaw, who has been wandering around for some time. He offers Ravenpaw a home in ShadowClan again and Ravenpaw is still unsure.

Fireheart promises Brokenstar is gone, but Ravenpaw isn't worried about Brokenstar anymore.

He asks what he's so afraid of and Ravenpaw finally tells him about what happened between ThunderClan and RiverClan and how Tigerclaw killed Redtail, who had once been deputy.

Fireheart has vague memories of who Redtail is and is surprised to hear he was murdered by his own Clanmate.

He offers to protect the tom personally and he can see that Ravenpaw is tempted by the offer.

He heads home and talks with Nightstar, mentioning how he's worried for this cat. Nightstar isn't sure how well ShadowClan can offer safety but Fireheart assures he'll personally protect this cat if he joins.

Nightstar agrees only on those conditions.

Fireheart then spends time waiting for Ravenpaw's answer, staying close with Wildfur and Nightwing as he waits.

The three still stick close and have been helping each other the best they can with the trauma.

When Fireheart brings up wanting to bring Ravenpaw to ShadowClan, Wildfur is a little on edge. Fireheart is confused on why and Wildfur admits he doesn't trust anyone but Fireheart and Nightwing. That and the younger cats.

Fireheart is understanding towards this, but assures Ravenpaw is a good cat who is going through something similar to them.

Wildfur is confused, admitting he doesn't think ThunderClan has a single cat who'd be able to hurt others like Brokenstar and his group hurt them

Fireheart brings up Tigerclaw and repeats what Ravenpaw had told him.

Nightwing says that she had seen the tabby on a border patrol and he seemed nice enough. Fireheart doesn't believe Ravenpaw has any reason to lie, especially since a Clanmate was trying to kill him when he first met him.

After time, Ravenpaw finally gives Fireheart his answer

He's joining ShadowClan.

Nightstar gives Ravenpaw to Cinderfur and assures it'll only be for a couple moons to assure loyalty

Ravenpaw is soon brought into the friend group, though Wildfur still has his concerns.

However, when a warrior begins harassing Ravenpaw, Wildfur is quick to stand up for the nervous tom and becomes a protective force of nature.

[at this point my brain went blank and I might skip over some things cause I'm having a lot of bad health days back to back; also Fireheart mentors Oakpaw / Oakfur, I forgot to mention that]

Ravenpaw earns the warrior name Ravenheart around the time that ShadowClan learns that Brokenstar is still alive.

Wildfur is the angriest when ShadowClan learns ThunderClan is sheltering Brokenstar / Brokentail. He swears to break into their camp and kill the foxheart himself.

When Brokentail and his rogues attack ThunderClan, Fireheart and a ShadowClan patrol overhear. He convinces Nightwing and Wildfur to come with him, but no one else wants to. He is warned by Wetfoot, who is with them, to be careful and remember they're ShadowClan cats.

Fireheart assures he knows, but something is calling him to help these cats.

Wetfoot ends up telling no one and just waiting for them.

Fireheart ends up saving Bluestar from Tigerclaw and Wildfur is stopped from killing Brokenstar by Yellowfang, but is witness as she kills him herself. He is the only one who knows her secret and he promises to keep it, though he doesn't forgive her for sheltering him.

She understands.

It should also be noted that her apprentice is Brackenpaw [since Bracken and Cinder weren't apprenticed early since they had no reason to be]

Tigerclaw is chased out and ShadowClan falls sick

Nightwing and Ravenheart are two of the cats that have fallen sick and Fireheart is desperate for help

Cinderpaw and Brackenpaw secretly help ShadowClan and Fireheart is thankful, though he doesn't want the two getting in trouble

Brackenpaw assures he won't

During this point of weakness, Tigerclaw tries to join ShadowClan and Fireheart recognizes him right away

Tigerclaw is trying to smooth-talk the sick leader but Fireheart counters and even brings in Ravenheart [with his permission]

When Tigerclaw realizes who he is, the dark tabby tries to sow seeds of doubt towards the ginger tabby. Nightstar chooses to trust Fireheart, which is a relief.

Nightstar also doesn't allow the traitors to return.

When Nightstar and Cinderfur die, Fireheart is named the new leader and becomes Firestar. Meanwhile, over in ThunderClan, their deputy is Whitestorm. He'll become Whitestar and his deputy will be his mate, Willowpelt. [much later, when she decides to step down, Sandstorm becomes his new deputy.]

ShadowClan is a little on edge on having an outside leader, though they are reminded that a lot of their cats are former outsiders. Especially the generation Brokenstar brought in.

[speedpointing cause i'm still feeling terrible, not even better and this has been a WIP for a while]

Ravenheart, Wildfur, Nightwing, and Firestar become mates. They are a polycule. Ivypaw and Whitepaw become Ivytail and Whitewater.

Tigerclaw and his cats had joined BloodClan, but Scourge killed him before going to the forest and being like "we own this now"

The cats are shocked

BloodClan starts doing targeted attacks on patrols

This leads up to the big fight

A couple days before the big fight, Scourge gets Firestar alone and gives him one chance to join BloodClan.

Firestar refuses.

Scourge is disappointed.

It turns out Scourge has gone to the other leaders, too. Leopardstar and Tallstar are actually considering it.

Firestar and Whitestar convince them not to. It takes a lot of convincing.

The four Clans come together and fight BloodClan.

Firestar loses one life to Scourge. Whitestar loses one to Bone and one to Scourge.

Firestar kills Scourge.

And

some random 'after fact' notes

Firestar is approached by Tawnypaw and Bramblepaw and want to join ShadowClan. He allows this and he and his polycule become backup parents and are the first 'kits' of them.

They later on have two other litters; Redtuft, Maplepool, Smokepaw, and Talonpaw [aka Squirrelfight, Leafpool, Smokepaw, and Talonpaw] sired by Firestar [Redtuft is a mostly red tortoiseshell while Maplepool is also a tortoiseshell, but her pattern is more evenly distributed; Talonpaw is a ginger tom] and Emberfur and Tinykit sired by Wildfur

Bramblepaw and Tawnypaw becomes Bramblefang and Tawnypelt. Bramblefang ends up moving to RiverClan to be with Stormfur as they two become mates on the great journey.

When Wildfur becomes paralyzed, Littlecloud and Maplepool fight tooth and claw to keep him alive. He is thankful.

Maplepool ends up in a relationship with Sorreltail of ThunderClan and [however you wanna headcanon how] the two end up having three kits; Badgerkit, a black and white tom Wildkit, a dark ginger tom Honeykit, a calico she-cat who looks a lot like her mother They grow up to become Badgerheart, Wildclaw, and Honeypool. [they take the place of Jayfeather, Lionblaze, and Hollyleaf]

sorry this took so long and i'm doing my best to fight through my lung problems to get some stuff out here to you all

i hope you all enjoyed

#au #firestar #fireheart #nightstar #nightpelt #blackfoot #brokenstar #wildfur #nightwing #ravenpaw #warriors #warrior cats #i had fun #it just #took forever #cause trying to have motivation #is hard rn #i'm at a constant low energy state

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maddenleftchat · 3 years ago

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MHA you say? Did you mean... Denki Kaminari yandere headcanons? Idk if he'd be soft and not really want to do anything too drastic or if he'd have this moment where he snaps and basically becomes a human electric chair for fun, any thoughts?

Very interesting ask! This was fun!

Triggers: possessive behavior, jealousy, unhealthy obsession, unhealthy dynamic of looking at darling as if they were a god, and yandere like behaviors. Please be careful when reading.

(they don't have yellow for Denki :( so he'll be orange)

_Denki_

I feel like Denki would start off as a soft harmless yandere.

Like, he would just be clingy more than anything.

He wouldn't steal you away, he would just set ground rules of who you can and cannot be friends with.

And he would just be his normal self.

He would likely bring you to be a part of his friend group.

The only time you would see any "possession" is when you get too close to someone or vise-versa.

In that situation, Denki would just worm his way into the conversation until the other person walked away.

But he wouldn't forget to give you a bit more of a lecture about not doing that again.

And things would be like this for a long time.

Like a really long time.

Like from 6-months to 2 years kinda long time.

Depending on how well you behave.

But sooner or later things will change.

Sooner or later your light hearted fun relationship will stop.

Your cute little jealous boyfriend will become a monster.

The beast he has been holding back this entire time will strike.

And there is no escape for you.

It will start out slow.

He'll start to drag you away from people more and more.

He'll move into every class that you have.

He'll start to follow you around, a lot more.

Denki will become more and more touchy.

He'll make you start to pay attention to him and only him.

This, once again will go one for a while.

Usually 6-8 weeks at most. 3-4 weeks at least.

But still, no matter how hard you try.

You're not getting away.

Except one day, you wake up.

And you're not in your house.

You'll be in a basement, on an old bed with the smell of moist air clouding your nose.

You are fucked.

It doesn't matter how hard you'll struggle, you're not getting away.

But what about your quirk?

If you try to use it... prepare to be fried for a few seconds.

And he'll keep doing this as much as needed.

But while he electrocutes you, he'll be crying…

His sobs will be louder than your screams.

And after he gets done electrocuting you, he'll start to kiss the wounds.

He'll mumble phrases like,

"I'm so sorry my lord."

"My poor holy deity."

"Please forgive me…"

"I just couldn't let your holiness and purity be damaged by the damn non-believers…"

He had always called you his god…

And you thought it was just a cute little thing or inside joke in your relationship.

How could he treat his god like this?!

You would question yourself every day…

Denki would try his best to behave himself and not get too close to you, your first few weeks in the basement.

But that doesn't mean he would completely avoid you as a whole.

He would bring you your three meals a day, and sit on the opposite side of the room while you are.

He would tell you about what was happening in the world, to keep you updated.

And he would come in every night to wish you a good rest.

But as time goes on, Denki slowly moves closer and closer to you.

And if you allow it, he'll sit in the same bed as you.

But if not...well it's gonna happen sooner or later.

Soon enough he'll be cuddling you again!

Just like he did before all of...this.

But these cuddles will feel different.

They won't feel so soft anymore…

They feel possessive.

They feel sickly.

They will feel like an envious serpent has slithered it's way around you, and is slowly constricting you.

Least to say:

They are not comfortable for you.

And Denki will only add more to the unease by peppering kisses onto the back of your neck.

This is life now.

Good luck.

In short: Denki will start off soft and fine, but slowly he will morph into a monster...

Word count: 661

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Thanks for reading!

#yandere denki #mha x reader #mha x you #yandere mha #mha x y/n #denki x reader #denki x you #denki x y/n

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prismatales · 4 years ago

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Reminiscence

Word count: 1.8k

Bingo slot: Fireflies

Pairings: None (Sibling bonding! Touya x Reader)

Tags/Warnings: Fluff, slight angst, slight mention of injuries.

Synopsis: Touya takes his little sister on an adventure to see the "fairies".

This is my first entry for @bnhabookclub's bingo event! Special thanks to @pixxiesdust, @honeytama and @samanthaa-leanne for beta reading this for me!

There are things Touya dislikes in the world. But if there's something he absolutely despises with a strength nearly as powerful as his flames, is when his father's actions end up hurting someone in his family.

Like right now, for example, as he holds his crying sister in his arms. Poor little Y/N can't seem to stop weeping after the constant mistreatment of their father. The man's harsh attitude eventually took a toll on the little girl. All because she turned out to be quirkless, or as he deems her, "Just another failure".

Touya's glaring at nothing in particular as he thinks about the old man. His self-restraint is challenged when he has to hold back the anger to evade lashing out at the man they have the misfortune of calling "father."

But right now, his main focus is calming down the little girl, crying in his arms while he's sitting on his futon at the same time he tries to console her.

"Shhh, It's okay y/n."

He may not admit it, but out of all his siblings, she has to be his favorite sister. After all, she's the only one out of their brothers and sister who shares the most traits with him.

Growing up, Touya came to despise his appearance. Every time he looked at his reflection in the mirror, the sight of that crimson hair and those teal colored eyes always made him feel alienated from Natsuo and Fuyumi.

After all, they only had some slight streaks of red hair, unlike Touya, who's whole head sported the same red locks of hair as him.

So, when his mother gave birth to a healthy pair of twins, and he saw the little boy who's left side of his head had the same hair color as him, as well as the little girl, who's hair was completely engulfed in the same shade of red as him. Touya almost wanted to cry in the spot, and that loneliness in his heart stopped soon after that.

He actually cried, but if you ask him, he'll always say otherwise.

His eyes wander around his room in search of a distraction, and something catches Touya's attention. The calendar at the top of his desk, with the current date circled down in a fine line of bright red marker. It gives the teenager a great idea, one, that would most likely calm down his little sister instantly.

"Hey, Y/N." She sniffs weakly, wiping away the teardrops rolling down her face with her tiny hand, before looking up at her big brother. "Did you know that there's a place nearby, where you can see fairies?"

As soon as he mentions the magical creatures, her eyes instantly light up, wide open in wonder as she looks at him with pure innocence in her eyes.

"Really?" she asks her brother, who smiles in relief upon seeing her reaction. Touya nods eagerly, playing along to distract her from the past events.

"Yes! But they only appear if you're a strong person! Are you strong, y/n?" He pokes her in the nose with his index finger, and she can't help closing her eyes in surprise. Squeals erupt from her throat by her brother's antics, and he struggles to fight back a chuckle.

"I am strong!" she shouts, still rubbing the small tears away from her puffy face.

"Strong enough to stop crying?" he asks her with vigor, and his attempts to cheer her up work when she sniffles one more time, before nodding at him with a fierce pout, the sight nearly makes Touya clutch his heart, amused by the little rascal pretending to be brave.

"Yeah!"

"Good! Then go get ready, 'cause I'm taking you to see the fairies!"

She gasps loudly, nodding rapidly at her brother before dashing out of his room with hurried steps, and once the sound of her footsteps disappear in the distance, Touya lets out a relieved sigh, before bursting into a wholehearted laugh at her enthusiasm.

He stands up from his futon in a hurry, and begins preparing everything he'll need for their small trip.

......

"Are we there yet?"

In one hand, Touya holds on to his sister's tiny hand as they walk together. In the other hand, he's holding the strap of a messenger bag hanging over his shoulder, careful not to graze the bandages wrapped all the way up from the wrist to the shoulder.

"Patience y/n, we're almost there."

The sunset fills the surroundings in gorgeous hues of pinks and purples, and if it wasn't for his current motivation, Touya would have stopped in the middle of the bridge to stare at the bright, glimmering reflection in the water for hours.

"Give me a minute, y/n." Rummaging through his bag, Touya pulls out a camera. He starts taking pictures of the sunset reflecting in the water below the bridge, capturing the aesthetically pleasing scenario before him. He takes a look at the final result, and after humming in approval, he puts the camera back into his bag, before taking his sister’s hand to continue walking.

The closer they get to their destination, the sky begins to change colors again, until nothing but blue shades fill the sky.

"Here we are!" Touya stopped in front of a small, empty playground, and y/n quickly began looking around, waiting for the "fairies" to come out any moment now. This time, her brother couldn't hold back his laughter.

"This is only the gateway, come on. The fairies are waiting."

At the other side of the playground, there's a small trail leading into a forest. Touya takes her sister along with him along the rows of trees, and the deeper they go, the darker it seems to get around them.

Until Touya finds the place he was looking for, a small lake deep inside the forest, surrounded by bushes and lilies all around it.

"Isn't it pretty y/n?" he asks his little sister, who won't stop looking at her surroundings, admiring the scenario before her. Right as she's about to question her brother, the teenager crouches down in front of her, and points at a spot in front of them.

That's when she sees the small dots of light start to appear all around the forest, illuminating everything around them with their gentle light.

"Look, the fairies are here!"

But the little girl becomes awfully quiet, and for a minute Touya begins to worry. Until she turns to look at him with the most awestruck look he's ever seen on her tiny face, and starts pointing at the shining creatures flying cheerfully all around them.

"F-Fairies are real! Touya, they're real!"

She's already running off to look at a spot in the grass, where these fairies seem to be having a good time.

While y/n is distracted by the fairies, Touya sits down on the grass, watching the lake's surface where the lights seem to dance happily.

"Touya look!" She quickly approaches her brother, and in her tiny hands, there's a small light in her palm, without a single worry in their miniature soul.

"I guess the fairies like you. Do you know what that means?"

She tilts her head in curiosity, before shaking it softly.

"It means you're one of them now!" Touya yells excitedly, and that brings a bright smile to the face of the little girl standing in front of him.

"I'm a fairy?!" She bounces on her spot, careful not to hurt her little friend resting in the palms of her hands.

"Even better than a fairy." He ruffles her hair reassuringly, turning her hair into a wild mess of red locks. "You're a firefly!"

"Firefly?" She looks back at the little bug, sitting nonchalantly in its place, before looking back at her brother, smiling at him one more time. "I'm a firefly!"

She happily runs back to the bushes, where she releases her friend back in place. More lights begin surrounding the lake. And Touya smiles at the child's antics before he starts looking through his bag again, and pulls out his camera before taking pictures all over the place.

y/n is too distracted by another handful of fireflies, to notice her brother taking a picture of her. As he looks at the final result, the small screen displays the current hour, and Touya can't help wincing once he realizes they've been in the lake for a longer time than he thought.

A small, contagious yawn catches his attention, and he watches as y/n it's starting to doze off.

"Come on firefly, it's time to go back home." Touya puts the camera back in his bag, before helping his sister crawl on his back. Her tired eyes look back at the lake, and the small dots of light still dancing around eagerly.

"Hey, Touya?" She's struggling to fight back her drowsiness, and manages to ask her brother a question before her eyes begin to close, and she slowly falls asleep on his shoulder.

"Yeah?"

"Can we...Can we bring Shouto along next time?"

Touya can't help but grimace, knowing that with their father around, it would be impossible to take their little brother along, but he doesn't have the courage to tell y/n the truth, and with a deep breath, he answers.

"...Of course we can."

As Touya passes by the same bridge from before, he can feel his sister's body go limp on his back, sleep overtaking her tiny body. But even with the slight pain coursing through his bandaged arm, he can't bring himself to move her from the place. At least, not until they're finally back home.

The house is dead silent once he comes inside, and with a careful pace, he takes y/n to her room. Tucking her into the futon before walking back to his own room, where he pulls the camera out of his bag and on top of a shelf, and lets himself faceplant on his own bed with a slight bounce.

..........

"Come on Shouto, this way!" Shouto tries to keep up with his sister, but she just keeps walking with an excited spring on her step as she guides him through the forest, eager to take him to this place she's been talking about for weeks now.

"Are you sure we should be out here this late?" He can't help being amused by her enthusiasm. This is the first time he's seen her this excited after they started spending more time with each other.

"It's fine, trust me!" She stops in her steps before turning to both sides of the forest, and with a triumphant "aha!" she starts walking to the right side of the forest.

"I used to come here with Touya, and I've always wanted to show you this place! You're going to love it, trust me!"

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