#he looks too young so maybe not Dora

[basketgays]

A ghost of HDB’s past possessed me to make this. To emphasize his powers - I haven’t drawn since August. There’s so much trauma in this bad boy! Yum-yum.

[liyawritesss]

𝐛𝐚𝐭-𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐰/ 𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐦!𝐬/𝐨

Characters: Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Duke Thomas

Type: Headcanons

Synopsis: You digest books just as frequently as you eat, so what would life be like for the men of the infamous Wayne family with a lover who can never be found without a book?

Warnings: some cursing maybe? Very brief and vague allusions to canon accurate violence

A/N: whoohoo, my first introduction into DC! My family has always liked Batman so I guess it's natural that him and his family lore are what drew me into DC in the first place lol. This is my first time writing for the Batfamily, specifically the guys so please go easy on me 🧍🙏🏽

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Bruce Wayne

He’d be very intrigued by the amount of intellect you have from the amount of books you read. Not a lot gets him interested in people, but being able to engage in a conversation about classic novels or even plays and/or essays piques his curiosity.

When he comes back from a day of being Bruce Wayne or a night of being Batman, nothing warms his heart more than seeing you tucked away in a nook in the parlor or the windowsill of your shared room, all cozy with a hardcover and warm loungewear on and a cup of tea.

On the occasion when he's not busy (which is fairly rare, a once every three months kind of ordeal) he'll ask you to read something from one of his favorite books. The parlor would be closed off for the evening so it's just him and you, with the occasional appearance from Alfred to provide food and drinks. It's his idea of a date in a sense - and nothing beats a good five course meal by the fire place with a good book and greater company.

Dick Grayson

He thinks your little obsession with books and reading is cute! A smart and intelligent young woman with excellent taste in literature? Oh, his heart is already swooning. 

He's the type that you can't bring into the bookstore with you, because he can and will buy anything you look at, even if it's just a display book not for sale, he'll bargain his way to getting it. Literally anything for his little bookworm. He'll literally sit and listen to you rave on about the latest romance novel or have critical conversations from whatever philosophy journal or article you've just read. Even if he has no clue what youre talking about, he'll engage with you the best he can to let you know he's paying attention and interested in your hobby.

You definitely helped him in that one semester of college he was in, and you literally saved him by the skin of his ankles because he was failing miserably beforehand. After you read the material from his classes that he was struggling with, you were able to regurgitate the information back to him in a way he understood it. You're truly a lifesaver to him, you and all your smartness. Shit, you.might convince him to pick up a book or two every now and then!

Similar to Bruce, he'd like for you to read to him. While it's also a winding down together ordeal for him, he just likes your voice too much to not hear it every second of every day.

Jason Todd

Oh boy. Oh. Boy. I feel like the second you tell Jason you're an avid reader, or he finds you reading at some point, his interest in you skyrockets. He's so deep into literature and has yet to find someone on that level as him, so when you appear it's like he can be his geeky literature self to his hearts desires.

Reading dates, library dates, coffee shop dates just to read in the ambiance, they are DEFINITELY a thing with Jason. He may lean more towards the secluded ones though, where you both can be cuddled up together and just enjoying the others presence while reading. I can vividly picture the both of you on a bed by the window, your legs thrown over his and your head on his shoulder while his hand is caressing your calf or thigh, thumb swiping over the skin there every now and then. It's literally the most perfect thing for him.

I headcanon that one of his favorite contemporary novels is “Chronicle of a Death Foretold” by Garbiel Garcia Marquez, and I feel like it's one of the first books he introduces to you. He's honestly kind of nervous when he does and really hopes you like it as much as he did the first time he read it. And when you're done with it, the both of you talk for hours about the magical realism of the book, its journalistic writing style, the characters, the themes, the philosophy, oh he's so enamored with it AND enamored with you.

A cute tradition you both start is reading the same books or book series together, and he does get pouty and upset when you read faster than him or read without him. He'll scrunch his nose and pout so hard, “we're so suppose to be doing it together, why're you ahead of me already?!” But he never stays upset at you for long. He'll be right back n3xt to you on the couch for your evening reading session (when he's available of course) after a kiss or two and a promise not to do it again. And you better not!

Tim Drake

Like his older brothers, he finds your affinity to books and reading rather adorable. He likes the idea of having someone he can stay up for hours with just doing your own individual things. I feel.like a Tim loves parallel play, so you being up reading with him while he's doing God knows what on his computer set up, it brings him a bit of solace. 

Though, yes, you do have timers set and a specific time limit to make sure that both of you are getting something to eat, even if it's just a granola bar, and to get some decent sleep. Yes, you're the main one enforcing this (though Tim has his moments too where he take initiative, especially if he notices a book's got you emotional). It works pretty well, better than what you both originally thought it would, but maybe it's because wherever you go, Tim will follow you like a lost puppy with his big adorable eyes.

Tim, much like him, would definitely put in a lot of research to any books you're interested in so he can have meaningful conversations about them with you. He'll be up till late hours reading things like summary pages, analyses, author's notes, and he finds himself getting wrapped up in the books he's researching, too. And yes, he'll read them digitally on some sort of reading tablet or iPad while you've got your physical copy. You know he's always gotta have some kind of tech in his hands!

Ironically enough I think Tim would be more into poetry books than regular novels and such? He likes cryptic things and is more than happy to put in the extra thinking on a piece of poetry. That being said, he'd definitely read you poems from said poetry book, and would like to talk about their meanings with you too!

Duke Thomas

I feel like Duke would love someone who's deep into reading too, because much like Bruce, it's a quality in a person that he finds interesting and attractive. He may tease you about it sometimes but he genuinely thinks it's pretty cool how many books you can read in a month. 

You actually slowly turn him into an avid reader as well. At first it would just be books for class that you'd need to read for the semester. Then he'd start a collection of said books from said class at home just to have around, because ironically they were some that you really enjoyed yourself. Then, the collection would start to grow, and Duke would tell himself it's just so that you've got a good selection to read from whenever you visit. He knew he couldn't deny it anymore when Bruce had commented on his sudden interest in literature after one day coming across him with a book in had an the parlor. Yes, his brother teased him for his sudden interest in reading due to a special lover of his, and he wasn't able to live it down for weeks after it became common knowledge of how much of a reader he was turning into.

Like Jason, I definitely see coffee dates and bookstore runs as part of your dating routine. He treats them very important to; buys a bouquet of flowers before the two of you stop by a local coffee shop before heading to the bookstore to browse. And if it's a nice day, you guys will find a park to read at!

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[theyrealllesbians]

Imagine pandora insisting that she has to read everyone's palms and them all resisting saying it was silly. She carries on and after 10 minutes they're all sat in the boys room on regulus bed with their palms up.

She goes round them all individually tracing along the lines and humming absent mindedly. At first she doesnt actually pay too much attention to what she's looking at, just mapping out the lines. That's until she gets to Barty, she traces the lines on his palm but falters as she traces his life line. She stops humming and her brows furrow intensely.

"What? What is it?" Barty asks, causing the others to stop their conversations and look at Pandora. "Dora, what is it?"

She doesn't know what to say. His life line ends a third the way across his palm. He was going to die in his 30s. She quickly glanced around everyone else's still upwards facing palms. Every single one had an alarmingly short life line.

Evan's didn't reach to his middle finger. Dorcas's ended so abruptly it looked like it had been cut. But Regulus's caught her eye a second longer. It started to wave a little at the end. Almost as if he was starting a new life, but just as quickly as it started, it had stopped, violently and abruptly again.

Pandora looked down at her own palm and watched it end in the middle of her second knuckle. She felt her heart drop. In 10 years, they'd all be dead. They wouldn't even get a chance to live before they died.

"Pandora, you're freaking us out. What is it?" Evan asked, nudging her arm at the same time.

"Nothing, nothing at all. Maybe you're right, it is silly." She felt sick.

"Why what does it say?" Regulus asked calmly.

"That we all die young, before 50." They didn't need to know the truth. Didn't need to know they may only have a couple of years left.

"Oh well that's obviously a lie." Barty exclaimed. "I told you it was all nonsense. Read my love line though, I wanna know if I marry hot" He wiggles his eyebrows at Evan at this line.

Regulus looked at her though, a questioning gaze that she didn't have the heart to meet. She simply dropped her head and started tracing Barty's love line, trying to find something to distract her. But out of the corner of her eye, she saw him nod solemnly and take a deep breath before closing his eyes. Just as quickly though he opened his eyes back up and started making snarky comments at whatever the others were saying.

[dream-a-little-bigger-x]

Criminal Minds | Masterlist

SERIES

Begin Again:

Chapter One: The Savior

Chapter Two: Room 304

Chapter Three: I Know Who Did It

Chapter Four: Swimming Pool Kisses

Chapter Five: Ninety-Nine Percent

Glitter & Crimson:

Glitter and Crimson

Reader is keeping a secret from the rest of the team and they're adamant to find out. When they do, they're absolutely gobsmacked. One of them more than others...

Steady As A Drumbeat

And that ends in a night neither of them will ever forget.

A Little Less Conversation

+ The Aftermath

ONE SHOTS / IMAGINES

Memoriam

Season 4 Episode 7 rewrite -- Spencer's childhood best friend helps him on the Riley Jenkins case. Working together after years of not seeing each other brings up old memories and new feelings.

Do Re Mi

Spencer's next-door-neighbor comes into the BAU, distressed, saying that her ex-boyfriend was the person responsible for the recent string of kills happening in D.C.

Truly Madly Deeply

Spencer comes home from a case and wakes up next to reader. Inspired by One Direction's 'Truly Madly Deeply'.

Johnny and Dora

Spencer and Reader go undercover together to catch the most prolific identity thief in New York. What happens on the case might spark a shift in their relationship. Inspired by the Brooklyn 9-9 episode with the same name.

When?

Reader is tired of always coming in second place. Even when her and Spencer have split up, she's still looking over her shoulder as though he'd still be there. When will that end?

When The Girls Talk Boys

Spencer and Reader talk to their friends about one another, which causes their co-workers to find out about their secret relationship. Inspired by Girls Talk Boys by 5SOS.

Nothing is Accidental

After hearing Spencer's talk on a conference, Reader tests her luck and talks to the young Doctor. It sparks a new friendship, partnership and maybe even more. Rewrite of Season 7 Episode 11: True Genius

Dream Away The Dark

Four times where Reader comforts Spencer after a bad dream and one time where Spencer does the same for Reader.

Hunting Monsters

Halloween is Reader's favorite holiday and she plans to implement that love into her child's life, too. When little Poppy tells Reader she doesn't want to go trick-or-treating, Reader and her husband's co-workers help her convince the tiny genius.

I’m Recharging

How Spencer and Reader's ritual of 'recharging' began.

Tongue Tied

Reader is invited to her best friend's birthday party where she meets Dr. Spencer Reid. An instant connection is made.

Meet Me On The Courtyard

Spencer encounters his neighbor from across the yard, dancing around in her apartment until she catches him. They decide to properly meet on the courtyard.

You Owe Me A Date

Spencer and Reader plan to go out on a date. When she doesn't show up, Spencer gets worried.

You Knock The Wind Out Of Me

Spencer clearly dislikes Reader, but when she tries to ask him why, he evades the question. Only her boyfriend being disrespectful towards her forces her to admit his true feelings.

A Man After Midnight

Spencer and Reader are best friends since they were kids. When Reader is set to marry James, Spencer decides to give her the bachelorette party of her dreams. Only he wishes it were him she was about to marry...

Girls Can't Drive

Where a case hits reader a little too hard. Spencer doesn’t get why it’s hitting his girlfriend so hard until she finally tells him how hard it is to be a woman sometimes.

Annotations

Spencer finds a book in the breakroom one time and when he starts reading it, he noticed the notes in the margins. What quickly develops as a love written in the margins of several books, might have to step out into the real world soon.

King of My Heart

Spencer has always taken care of reader. Whether it was giving reader food before they realized they were hungry or buying them coffee, ... Tiny gestures that made it impossible for reader not to fall in love with him.

This Love Is Ours

Reader and Spencer are best friends with obvious feelings for one another. When Spencer ends up in prison, Reader gets angry at him, which keeps them from visiting him. But once she does, there's no pane of glass that would keep them apart.

Mine (Spencer's version)

Spencer reminisces about the first time he met Reader.

New Romantics

After a bad breakup, Reader and her friends go out to party where she meets one young FBI agent. Suddenly, she'd forgotten her ex even existed and was more interested in getting to know the stranger.

I Can See You

When Penelope's best friend comes to help out the BAU on a couple of cases, there's an immediate connection with the youngest of the team. After longing glances, soft touches and wild fantasies, the truth comes out accidentally. What is the resident genius going to do with that information?

There's A 100% Chance I'm Gonna Marry You

The team doesn’t even know of her existence but when Spencer can’t get a hold of her, he gets worried. Now he has no other choice than to tell his coworker about her.

I Think He Knows

JJ invites her best friend, a linguistics professor, to help out on a couple of cases. When she and Spencer work together, something sparks between them.

Maybe We'll Take Some Time

Spencer and Reader broke up five weeks ago. When he comes knocking on her door, crying about a friend's death, their love is resparked.

HANDS

Spencer's hands are lovely and as he placed them on Reader's cheeks, it was the only way to calm her down. So, when Reader comes home breaking down after a difficult day at work, he's quick to calm her down.

The Stranger

Spencer and Reader are coworkers and best friends. When Reader gets hurt on a case, Spencer's feelings for Reader are bared.

Floored Decisions

Many decisions were made on the floor of their apartment. One day, she asks him a very important question.

[sil-te-plait-tue-moi]

rust cohle with a controversially young girlfriend anyone? not but seriously what would he be like..... would marty judge ( he cant )......

this is so awful but im going to bring up Freud here

like i feel like the line between daughter and not daughter would get blurry as hell 😭 like the man lost a baby girl and does not like to think too long about the way this has maybe fucked with him because it would hurt too much 😛😛

Rust is haunted by women, by the mother he never knew, by Claire, SOPHIA, dora lange, so I think his attraction/desire would just be ODD in general, not even with a younger woman specifically, just like full of weird pining that physically hurts and makes him feel sick

Tbh, with how painfully pragmatic he is, i feel like rust just needs someone to take care of and im not saying a younger woman would be a substitute daughter but im also not not saying that

like satisfying the “needs” of this younger woman would satisfy his own needs that he’s suppressed for so long and will not/maybe never will address.

I do think that, once he’s with you/younger woman, he would never fucking leave, because rust doesn’t hit me as someone to backtrack on his word, and once he’s made his mind up it will take getting fucking stabbed in carcosa to change it

honestly depends which rust we’re talking about though, i think 2012 rust would get with a younger woman if she interested him, i think 2002 rust would be weirder about it (2002 rust is the strangest tragedy i ever saw), and i think 1995 would be weirdest

all versions of him are resistant but all could be broken into because i guess he’s human

marty would be jealous let’s be honest and he would definitely maybe try to be a “morally upstanding guy” and try and judge and make disapproving faces whatever but, inside, he kind of would just hate him cause he ain’t him if yknow what i mean

controversially younger woman personally i can’t write because ive holed myself up in a little world and let me tell you my Pinterest screen time has gone CRAYZY in the past 2/3 months HOWEVER there are writers out there who explore it super interestingly

anyway i hope this answered your Q, idk if smut headcanons were what you were looking for instead ToT

[anangelwhodidntfall]

Songbird: Dad!Jake Sully

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 Request: I had this really weird idea during choir lol Could you possibly do a one-shot where the reader is Jake's child and they are in a choir rehearsal? When Jake and the rest of his kids come to pick them up from choir, they overhear the reader rehearsing for a solo and they talk to them about it, and the reader is all embarrassed. Reader is Na'vi, btw

A/N: The song linked is the lyrics that the reader is singing in the story!

Everyone had their role in the family. Your dad was the Olo'eyktan, your mother was the future Tsahik/Hunter, your older brother was the next Olo'eyktan in training, Kiri was the healer, and Lo'ak was the troublemaker. Tuk was Tuk, and that left you, no one quite knew what your roles were yet but you did, you were a songbird.  You had loved singing from a young age, you would always quietly sing along with your mother when she used to sing to Tuk, and as you got older you would always sing when you were alone, never around your family unsure of how they would react especially your dad.

"Where's y/n? Shouldn't she be home by now?" Your dad asked your mom as she prepared dinner. 

"She's at one of her after-school activities, she usually stays behind an hour or two after school on certain days." Your mom said as your dad was even more confused.

"What after-school activities, I didn't know she was a part of anything?" He asked. 

"I think she does archery, art, and maybe something else. She's been trying out different things, you are more than welcome to go pick her up if you want to see for yourself." Your mother said to him. 

"I wanna come! I've been wondering what y/n gets up to after school." Lo'ak said to your dad and Neteyamagreed that he wanted to come as well. 

You were in the choir room, working on the solo for the school's recital in a few weeks, and your teacher had stepped out to go do some things while you practice. You still hadn't told your parent's that you had gotten the part in the recital yet, too nervous for their reaction more so your dad's. You shook the worries from your mind as you began to sing the song you were gonna sing at the recital wanting to practice as much as you could. 

Siúil, siúil, siúil a rúin

Siúil go sochair agus siúil go ciúin

Siúil go doras agus éalaigh liom

Siúil, siúil, siúil a rúin

Siúil go sochair agus siúil go ciúin

Siúil go doras agus éalaigh liom

Is go dté tú mo mhúirnín slán

Your dad and brother arrived at the school and at the room where the receptionist said you were and stopped when they heard singing, was that you? They all peered through the window where they saw you in their softly singing with your back facing the door. 

"Did you two know?" He asked his sons who shook their heads no.

"Mr. Sully, Neyetam, Lo'ak, will we be seeing you guys at the recital in a few weeks?" Your teacher asked unaware you hadn't told anyone. 

"Recital? Why would be at the recital?" Your dad asked confused. 

"Because your daughter has the main solo... oh she didn't tell you? Did she?" Your teacher asked as your dad confirmed her suspicions.

"Well your daughter has a lovely singing voice and can be shy about it at times, but she does have the main solo of the recital and I'm sure she would like it if the whole family was there." Your teacher said as he nodded still trying to figure out why you didn't tell him. 

"We'll be there." He said to her as she walked into the room, alerting you as you turned and saw your dad and brothers with her making your blood run cold because they weren't supposed to find out about this.

"Y/n, your dad and brothers are here to take you home, you sounded wonderful. Keep practicing!" Your teacher said to you as you grabbed your bag. 

"Sis, why didn't you tell us that you could sing like that?" Lo'ak asked as you guys walked home. 

"Yeah, why didn't you? I've heard you humming to Tuk or around the house but never like that." Neteyam said. 

"Was embarrassed is all." You said quietly as your dad looked at you, planning on talking to you later.

"Mom! It seems your singing genes have passed on to y/n!" Lo'ak said as you guys returned home making you cringe which didn't go unnoticed by your dad. 

"What are you talking about Lo'ak? Y/n dear what is he talking about?" She asked confused. 

"Y/n has been going to choir practice...” Neteyam said.

"Nete please don't..." You said pleading with him not to tell her still awaiting your dad's reaction to you lying to him.

"and she got the main solo in the school's recital in a few weeks." Lo'ak finished making her smile.

"Y/n dear is this true?" Your mom asked, see she already knew that you could sing, countless times when you thought she was asleep or away, she would hear you singing to yourself or to Tuk, but she never pushed until you were ready to tell everyone. 

"Yes it's true, now can please drop it?" You asked.

"Alright, guys ease up on your sister, and let's eat." Your dad said as you thanked him. 

After dinner, your parents gave you some time to process everything that had happened before they decided to talk to you about it. You were sitting in your room craving a branch while softly humming to yourself when they walked in. 

"Hey baby girl, can we talk to you?" Your dad asked as they took a seat across from you. 

"Sure." You said preparing yourself for what was about to happen.

"Y/n why didn't tell us you were in choir? Or that you had gotten the main solo?" Your mom asked. 

"I was embarrassed and worried that I was disappointing you guys by pursuing singing." You admitted to them. 

"Ma child, I've always known you've had the gift of singing since you were little, you have no need to be embarrassed and I could never be disappointed in you." Your mom said squeezing your hand.

“I know mom. It was more so about dad..I’ve always felt like I needed to do something to prove myself worthy of Toruk Makto daughter and by singing I felt like I was letting you down. I just didn’t want to let you down, daddy I’m sorry.” You said looking at him as his heart broke.

“Hey, hey you don’t have to prove yourself to me or to anyone. When I’m with you guys I’m just dad not the Olo'eyktan or Toruk Makto, baby when I heard you singing today I was so happy and then to hear that you got the main solo made me even more proud of you. You could never let me down ever.” He said hugging you.

“So your not mad at me for hiding it?” You asked quietly.

“No we’re not, we understand. Just come talk to us next time, okay?” They said as you nodded your head feeling your mom join in on the hug.

From that day forward, you parents would always hearing you sing around the house or sometimes in your room which made them smile especially your day, he could be having a bad day but when he comes home and hears you singing, his spirits lift automatically.

As for the recital, your family was there front row cheering loudly and you locked eyes with your dad who told you that you got this as you began your performance.

“Y/n you did so good!” Your siblings said hugging you as you thanked them.

“Beautiful ma y/n, just beautiful.” Your mom said hugging you and placing a kiss on your forehead.

“I’m so proud of you babygirl, for getting up there and preforming despite how nervous you were.” Your dad said hugging you and bringing a smile to your face.

“Thanks daddy, that means a lot coming from you.” You said.

[revacholianpizzaagenda]

A thought about Zigi - and his cumbersome +1...

Premise: I do believe that there are, to some extent, archetypes (for lack of a better word) recurring among the cast, and not only because half the cast is in fact Kurvitz self-inserts. A character showing some aspects of some archetype doesn't mean they're an exact carbon copy that'll end the same way, and it's not the alpha and omega of what they are. It's like... a skill. It could be a very dominant skill, it could be one in 24. Dora and the Lund sisters all start from Dolores Dei and share some plot beats but go in very different directions. Harry has some Mazov in him but also some prominent Ambrosius, and good luck with THAT kind of angel and devil on one's shoulder. On a more granular level, there's an impressive game of mirrors going on with so many characters reflecting slivers of each other (we see aspects of Harry in Lely, Cuno, Ruby, Dros...). For me it stands for a bunch of cool things thematically and metaphysically but that's another post for another day.

Back to Zigi - it wouldn't have occurred to me by looking at Zigi himself, but through a Harry tangent (the Zigi|Harry parallels are all over the place, starting from the Kurvitz of it all), is it possible that the boy got some Mazov in him too? If that's the case... as he grew up and specced into "make up a guy"... even in Katla where Nilsen was a blurred memory... who else could it have been, really? What other guy could he have ever made up to get dialectical with?

And as that opinionated curmudgeon ultimately got more substance than anyone'd asked for, did he see that spark of his old comrade? Was he disappointed by this distant echo, so young and already so defeated? Did he try to spur him to action, to not let him fall into passivity, did he hope that maybe this time he could convince him to live?

But Zigi leaves. And he's already forgiven.

[sehodreams]

Hey, my first story here, sorry for the mistakes English is not my first language

Anton x reader

TW: Idk if it's a trigger warning, I love all bodies and specially bigger girls, so the reader is a bit bigger, but there are some words that can be a bit sensitive to some girls about body image. Also a bit dubcon at first.

Really really short smut, I did when there was no light on my house (shot out to my third world country)

bestfriend!anton, first time for reader, no p in v, cum on pants, pussy eating, munch!anton

Idk how many words are there, I wrote it on my phone, so no spelling check either.

He really thought he wasn't that into you, you've been together so long as friends he didn't noticed he looked at you differently until you walked out of your class with another guy.

Why would you pay attention to a man that wasn't him?

He just laughed and brushed it off as a friendly jealousy.

But little by little he started to notice different things about you.

Since when was your hair so long? When you two met you had the Dora cut and he the bowl one.

But now your hair was soft, long and wavy, inviting him to touch it whenever he was behind you.

And your back? He knows what others say, that your shoulders and back are bigger than normal, but for him, they were perfect.

He knew he was big enough to wrap you, he had swam long enough to be built in the way only him could make you feel small.

You were tall, taller than all the other girls, but still shorter than him.

You were made for him.

He knew it, deep inside him he knew only he could treat you like every girl should be treated.

Well, he thought that until that guy appeared.

Two years older and taller than him, a fucking tower.

He saw how you looked at him with bright eyes, tall and strong, he catched you when you were about to fall and carried you like a feather. You were shock and blushed in a way he had never seen before.

He could carry you too, but the opportunity had never come again.

He remembers the last time he held you that way, you both had practice, so young you never saw each other with other eyes even if you were always together in swimsuits, you had no chest and he had no muscles on him. You were taller than him there, but when you were about to fall into the cold floor he didn't doubt it and held you, you were pretty shocked too because he didn't look strong enough to carry you, so skinny you always won in playful fights.

Everyone made fun of you because you were bigger than him and he held you like nothing, but he felt proud, he realized that even if he looked weak, he was strong enough to help his best friend when needed.

You never fell like that again, even when he kinda wished he could hold you like that again just to touch you more.

When you both grew, you shorter than him now but still taller than normal, you hadn't lost all that baby fat, however you weren't a kid anymore, you suddenly had the biggest tits he had ever seen, the longest and thickess legs any girl he knew had, and the prettiest face he could think of. You awakened something inside him when you were in your last year of swimming in high-school, you showed him in his dreams things he didn't feel proud of, but still wanted them.

And now, in college, he decided to make those dreams true.

He just wanted you, so he did everything he had to had you.

He made friends with Sungchan and pushed him to meet other girls, and when you knew he had a girlfriend, you just ran to him crying, asking what was wrong with you. Your height? Your round face? Maybe your massive thights? You doubted everything Anton loved, and he was a bit happy because now he could show you what those things provoked on him.

"Sit" he said after you entered his room, you were wearing the school hoddie and a pair of shorts that showed your long, smooth legs.

"I don't know what to do, Anton. I'm the only one who hasn't had a single relationship, not even a fling, am I really that undesirable?" You cried with the prettiest eyes he had ever seen. Your crying face was pretty too, eyes slightly red, cheeks with tear stains and bright red lips.

He had to show you how pretty you were for him. He closed the door and put the secure, you thought it was only him protecting you so no one else saw you crying, you didn't know he did it to not let you run away.

"You know that's not true" he said softly, sitting beside you on the floor. He put his arm around you, and like instinct you put your face on his chest.

"I know what they say about me, I'm too tall, my shoulders too broad, my legs too thick, I'm always too much for them" you said sadly.

"They don't know how to appreciate you" he answered, moving his hand to your thigh to caress your skin.

"I thought Sungchan was different" you moved your arms around his side and hugged him, searching for comfort. He wanted to just lay you down on the floor and show you he was the different one, he adored all the things you hated about you, and it made him feel powerful, to be bigger than you, a big girl. A few minutes passed and then he decided to start moving.

"I think you're perfect the way you are" he said and you sniffled with a soft but dry laugh.

"You're the only one that thinks that, even my mom wants me to stop swimming, says I'm built like a man" you cried.

"She's so wrong, you're definitely a girl", he pinched your leg, "no man would have this legs, strong but soft, legs that show how much you care about the things you like, the dedication you put in everything you do", he moved his hands up, and carefully, looking at your eyes for any sign of you being uncomfortable, inserted them on your hoddie, touching your waist, "no man would have this waist, soft enough to shape them however i want", he felt bolder, seeing you in trance, he lifted his hands and unashamedly touched the perk of you left nipple and cupped your other tit, "and let me tell you, no man would have these tits, full and warm, perfect to bury my face on them".

He saw how your face grew hot, red and not knowing what to say, he continued with his hand on your chest and put the other one to caress the unattended nipple.

You closed your eyes, feeling him touch you and when he closed the distance between you two and kissed you in the most sinninful way he thought of, sticking his tongue directly in your mouth, not giving you a chance to have a sweet first kiss, he interlocked your lips with his and pinched harder your nipples to make you moan and skirm, laying you down on the floor he made sure you had no way of scaping, torturing you with his hands.

He took your hoddie off, you had no bra and he saw your nipples so inviting he licked them until he made you cry loud, sensitive. "You're fucking perfect" he said and teared down your shorts with your panties. You closed your legs, naked in front of him you felt incredibly vulnerable. "I want to see you, please" he said. You felt his need and opened your legs slowly, still embarrassed of showing him your body in such a lewd way to someone who used to be your best friend, "So fucking pretty".

He kissed you to distract you, and when you were relaxed with him again, he moved his hand down your waist, feeling your curves, until he found that perfect wet place that drove him insane. At first his fingers were just recollecting the juices you dripped, but when he moved his wet hand to his face and sniffed your aroma, he broke and buried his face down there, licking a long strip to taste you as much as he could.

"So fucking sweet, fuck" he mumbled against your skin, you were crying loud with his mouth touching your pussy. Your hands on his hair only made him more hungry and he quickly started to fuck you with his tongue. You were so drunk on the feeling you didn't noticed how you pushed his face in such a way your clit rubbed his nose and he felt intoxicated, your pussy fucking his face better than anything he dreamed of.

In his dreams you were shy, so much more than now that you were so lost you didn't care if he could breath or not, and he loved that, he knew how to hold his breath and was glad that ability came to be useful for you. He just wanted you to use him as much as he wanted to use you.

You suddenly tried to separate his face from your sensitive clit. He understood what was going to happen, and denying your pleas he grabbed your hands with one of his hands and pushed you down on your stomach with the other, not letting you get away. He increased the force on his tongue, making out with your pussy, pressing his whole face on it to drown on anything you were about to give him.

"Cum" he ordered softly, almost like a whisper, and that was enough. You came so hard your breath stopped for a second and the noise that left your throat would have made you embarrassed in any other ocasion, but you were so dumb on the feeling you didn't even notice. Your whole body fell to the cold floor and your eyes couldn't see from all the tears. And he? He came on his pants, completely proud of his work.

The silence after the best -and first- orgasm of your life was weirdly comfortable and you still felt the need to break it.

"I never noticed that your ceiling wasn't white anymore" you said after a few minutes, when you recovered part of your senses. You were still naked under the shirt Anton had given you, big enough to be oversized on you too, with the inside of your legs wet and sticky, too tired to move. The ceiling was a really clear beige now, warmer, different from the cold but bright white you used to now.

"Yeah, you don't notice many things" he answered on your side, putting your favorite playlist on his phone, because of course he had all your playlists.

[shaampoo]

Random headcanons and rambling about poppy Playtimes smiling critters

In the show, Dogday and Catnap are really good friends, but since the show was set in the 90s (I think), the creators didn't want Catnap and Dogday to be mistaken as a couple, so they kinda subtly implied in the show that one of the other smiling critters (maybe BobbyBearhug since she's also bubbly and stuff, and, well, it was the 90s) had a crush on Dogday on something, but tbh I think it would be pretty funny if people in the poppy Playtime universe started shipping Dogday and Catnap and BobbyBearhug with another smiling critters member (if they also ship the smiling critters in the poppy Playtime universe, I mean, almost everything has their own fandom, anyways)

Also Catnap is afraid of cucumbers, and there's a running gag that he falls asleep at inconvenient times

Running gag that Dogday is afraid of sunflowers cause they look at him (inspired by hyena-euphoria), and maybe the others being like "but they're SUNflowers, and you're DogDAY!" And maybe they have a episode of them trying to help him get over his fear (whether it works or not idk, cause it could be a fail and the lesson is "it's okay to be afraid, you can't control your emotions, dont force yourself into doing what you don't like" or they succeed and it's like "face your fears!!!")

I can't choose if in the show they talk to the audience or not, but I'm guessing not, but it would be really funny if like, Dogday was the only one who could talk to the audience, and there's a running gag of Dogday talking to the audience and the other critters are just like "???", but most likely no,

Also, yeah, it's probably just an ad the animation thing is, seeing how short it was and stuff, but like, a show is so cool, yknow?

BUT if it is an ad, or a show to sell toys / show that has merch, then seeing how Catnap was introduced, I think it would be cute if like, they were introduced one by one, with Dogday first (since he's the leader, and it could help with my headcanon that Dogday talks to the audience, but not the others, since he was the first and stuff, and maybe it was kinda like Dora the explorer or something) and Catnap last,

Though, I kinda also don't really believe that idea, cause like *shrugs* I don't really know how to explain it, I think like, in the show, Catnap and Dogday are pretty close friends, seeing as like, sun and moon trope, cat and dog, and I think Catnap being introduced last would kinda mull that,

Also, at first I thought that Catnap REALLY hated Dogday in the game, since he let Dogday live the longest while Dogday was chained up and 1/2, but seeing y'all talk about how Catnap liked Dogday too much to kill him, and yeah, I can see that,

Also, why did the wiki for Dogday say Dogday doesn't have a spot, like, he does?? Are they implying he is not the Dogday, or are they talking about the cutout

Also, I while I was making a crackfic for the Smiling critters, I was rambling to one of my friends, introducing the characters to them so I could explain the story I was making, I showed them Craftycorn and saw Crafty was a girl, and they said "oh, I thought they were a guy but fruity". And one time I was looking at catnap and Dogdays heights, and I saw catnaps height was 16ft, so I said, "oh, Dogday is probably also 16ft, or, well...8ft"

Anyways, the smiling critters would def not like anyone who calls BubbaBubbaphant a nerd (in a bad way), and maybe there's also a episode where Kickin calls Bubba that (in shortening their names cause it's kinda long, and writing their names over and over again is driving me mad) and the lesson at the end is "it's not cool to call people names!!" (Cause lessons and kids shows, idk)

There's probably a bullying episode where the smiling critters get bullied and they defeat the bullies and the lesson is it's not cool to bully,

The smiling critters probably caters to very young audiences, but teens also like watching it with their siblings and such (when they're not like, "that's for kids!!") Just for the story and/or to criticize the smiling critters for getting into dumb situations

Anyways, get ready for me to flood the smiling critters tag, cause I just found a new thing I like *backflips off my skateboard and rides into the sunset, to be seen again*

[imkazz]

Can u do me a favor & drop that genmui playlist u mentioned? Also which song of that playlist is your personal favorite?

Maybe I’ll find a new song to obsess over <3

yessss (the description i have for the playlist is "pov we're teenagers in love and about to bleed out but i want to kiss you -genya" and that perfecty sums up how i feel about their relationship in the canon universe (not kimegaku) its sorta like right person wrong time) my favourite circulates but right now its "i wanna be your boyfriend" because it just feels like genya swooning over mui and it sounds so silly (i put them all in chronological order of how their love story lolll)

i wanna be your boyfriend - hot freaks

i wanna be you boyfriend, i wanna go on walks with you, i wanna have long talks with you (it just sounds like genya pining over mui what can i say)

hey lover - the daughters of eve

life's a problem in my hands, but if you really, really love me, in my heart, you'd be a big man (hey lover just sounds like something they would call each other)

beautiful boy - john lennon

beautiful beautiful beautiful, beautiful boy (just how he sings it is so sweet and how i imagine mui saying it to genya)

say yes to heaven - lana del ray

say yes to heaven, say yes to me, i've got my eye on you, i've got my eye on you (i could imagine genya whispering this in the middle of the night to mui)

paper rings - taylor swift

i like shiny things, but i'd marry you with paper rings, uhuh, that's right, darling, you're the one i want, and i hate accidents except when we went from friends to this (whimsical childish thinking that they would both survive the final fight)

i wanna be yours - arctic monkeys

secrets i have held in my heart are harder to hide than i thought, maybe i just wanna be yours (just them reciting their vows, both bleeding out and ready to die)

see you again - tyler the creator & kali uchis

can i get a kiss? and can you make it last forever, i said i'm 'bout to got to war, and i don't know if i'ma see you again (they're going to war and the song sounds like teenage love)

derniere danse - indila

je remue le ciel, le jour, la nuit, je danse avec le vent, la pluie, un peu d'amour, un brin de miel (translation has really pretty symbolism and it sounds like battle edit music)

daylight - david kushner

oh i love it and i hate it at the same time, hidin' all of our sins from the daylight, from the daylight, runnin' from the daylight (genya flashing back to his backstory)

muichiro tokito theme - samuel kim

0:31 - 0:45 (love the accompaniment of the bell with the rest of the growing music)

džanum - teya dora

ova duša nema dom, ova duša nema ton, crne zore, svеće gore, moje morе, moje more, moje more (the translation. omg.)

mr loverman - ricky montgomery

i'm mr loverman, oh, and i miss my lover, i've shattered now, i'm spilling out (genya worrying over mui during the battle. mic drop.)

softcore - the neighborhood

i'm too consumed with my own life, are we too young for this? feels like i can't move, sharing my heart, it's tearing me apart (they really were too young, and genya's fear of being useless)

chandelier - sia

i'm holdin' on for dear life, won't look down won't open my eyes, keep my glass full until morning light, 'cuz i'm just holdin' on for tonight (desperation to stay alive long enough to be useful during the fight)

wildest dreams - taylor swift

he's so tall and handsome as hell, he's so bad, but he does it so well, and when we've had our very last kiss, my last request is; say you'll remember me (mui just thinking genya would survive and he would die)

titanium - david guetta & sia

i'm bulletproof, nothing to lose, fire away, fire away, ricochet, you take your aim, fire away, fire away (muichirou telling genya to shoot even though genya could've shot him)

somewhere only we know - keane

and if you have a minute why don't we go, talk about it somewhere only we know, this could be the end of everything, so why don't we go, somewhere only we know (it sounds sad and the lyrics could imply an already-present relationship)

blood//water - grandson

we'll never get free, lamb to the slaughter, what you gon' do when there's blood in the water? (guilting kokushibo over killing two children)

[object-obsession]

| Combined post #5 | Some kids series

Inanimate Object Characters List | Entry: 49

I've said this before: I'll probably won't be able to cover ALL kids shows, because there are TOO MANY and I know barely any of them. But I want to mention at least A COUPLE of them, because some series are just very famous , so they can't be ignored - and I find some of the eligible characters really fun, so I won't ignore them.

(And those characters that I find fun will all be in this post.)

I'm not gonna do kids shows with vehicles right now, because as expected, the list is long with such series. There are MANY.

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We're starting of with Dora the Explorer, because who doesn't know Dora? Just like many other people, I grew up watching Dora as well. Strangely enough, I do not remember Map being my favourite character back then... Now I'd say he is (I mean, of course I don't watch Dora anymore, but I like him as a character best - aside from Dora herself - and I wish there was Map lore), but I might have watched this show even before my obsession started? Maybe...?

Characters: Map, Backpack

TV series: Dora the Explorer (2000-2019)

Next we have Dora's cousin, Diego! I didn't watch this series as a kid (maybe a few times with my younger brother, but that's all). Though I do remember playing both Dora and Diego's video game on the Wii.

Character: Click

TV series: Go, Diego! Go! (2005-2013)

Handy Manny is another series that I did not watch myself as a kid - and I also didn't know about it until recently, but I came across it a few months ago (because apparently people have been saying that every single guy looks like one of these, lmao) and to be honest, it certainly seems like a kids show that I would have found a blast when I was younger. The characters look fun and I'm fond of tools.

I'm female, so the comment of looking like one of them wasn't addressed to me, but I'd say I'd be Turner. My face is round, too. Lol!

Characters: Rusty (pipe wrench), Pat (hammer), Flicker (flashlight), Dusty (handsaw), Felipe (Phillips head screwdriver), Squeeze (pair of pliers), Stretch (tape measure), Turner (flat-head screwdriver)

And there's a bunch of other tool (and two non-tool) minor characters throughout the show.

TV series: Handy Manny (2006-2013)

Finally, we have Finley the Fire Engine and yes, I said I would not do kids shows with vehicles just yet, but 1. there's a character I like in this series and 2. not all characters are vehicles (including my favourite).

I didn't grow up with this series, plus, I found out about it at a relatively "old" age (considering the very young target audience), but because of that one character, I have seen some episodes anyway.

It's Suds, by the way. That character I'm talking about is Suds.

Don't ask me why, but he's is just too good for this series. I'm serious.

Characters: main characters (Miguel, Finley, Jesse, DJ, Gorby, Isabelle), Suds, Mr. Bell, Polly, Lyle (left) and Lois (right)

And there's a bunch of other vehicle characters throughout the show.

TV series: Finley the Fire Engine (2007-2012)

[liyawritesss]

Hey! If you're requests are open I'd love to read how a meeting between the reader and 1610 Miles at a party would go. Love your writing!

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Characters: Spiderverse!1610!Miles Morales x Black!GN!Reader

Genre: Headcanons

Synopsis: At another one of Rio’s rooftop parties, there’s a new face among the crowd. How would Miles take to meeting a new friend at a party?

Warnings: tooth-rotting fluff we all deserve !!

A/N: Still slowly but surely getting back into the swing of things! A lot has been going on recently that has affected my motivation and ability to write, but I’m still here and still very present in all the fandoms i’m in, so don’t be shy to send in those requests!

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I often imagine in these kind of situations, because Miles doesn’t have many friends, he’s often either off to the side somewhere just jamming to the music on his own, or the little cousins are absolutely hounding him for some form of entertainment. There is no in between lol. But for this, lets refer to the formerly mentioned, and say this also takes place after the trilogy fiasco.

Like said previously, he doesn’t have many friends. The friends he does- or, did have, he can’t ever really see again. Maybe he’s got his cousins the talk to, and he of course has Ganke on speed dial, but other than that, Miles definitely feels more alone than ever at these parties.

A new face coming around would be met with a bit of apprehension. He doesn’t know how he should approach you. Should he introduce himself first? Wait til your parent(s) do? Should he offer you something from the food table? Start the conversation about the mix the DJ is playing? You definitely see the thoughts flashing across his face, and it’s only when you’re in front of him that his mind completely halts he lets a strained ‘hi’ come from his lips, a sheepish smile on his face and his heart racing because he probably looks like an idiot right now-

Turns out, you’re the kid of yet another family friend - can never have too many of those am i right? - who’s just as lost as he is, just as nervous and out of touch as he is. Maybe you don’t want to be here, maybe you aren’t sure why you had to come in the first place. But Miles’ first act of kindness to break the awkward silence is to awkwardly shuffle his feet, reach into his pocket to pull out his earbud case, and offer one up to you with a sheepish “do you like rap music?’

You both sit for a minute as you shuffle through his music playlists - he’s kind of nervous cuz he hopes you’re not judging his music taste, but when he sees you bobbing your head to the beat, it gives him some relief. After some time with this, one (or both) of your stomach rumbles and the food table is suddenly calling your name. Miles leads you to it so that he can tell you all that’s laid out. He himself eagerly grabs a small plateful of alcapurrias de Yuca (stuffed Yuca fritters) and tostones (double-fried plantains). He makes a point to point out some foods you may like - there’s a wide array of them, no thanks to his mom and aunties who always make sure the party table is always filled with foods from home.

Remember that scaffolding under the water tower for that building that was shown in the movies? Yeah, he takes you up there. Partially because the music is too loud to hear his own thoughts now, but also because he now sees you as someone cool and potential friend, and wants to get to know you better. Maybe it’s also the looming eyes of his mom that seemingly tell him to at least try and make friends with (especially someone they know, all things considered). And that’s where you guys chill out for the remainder of the party. You share socials, send each other titktoks or instagram reels, and make sure to exchange contact info to keep in touch. I think that throughout all of this, despite the anxiety that always comes with meeting someone new, Miles is forever grateful that he’s gained a new friend, and he definitely can’t wait to hang out with you more!

If you enjoyed, please leave a like, comment, and reblog for others to see! And don’t be shy to send in a request! Reminder, if you aren't tag, Tumblr may not be letting me tag you :c womp womp.

[theghostlycoyote]

a flood of blood (blossoms) to the heart

by me :) aka @coyotecrackers

CHAPTER 3 IS UP NOW! - Danny learns more about Jake. Jake learns more about Danny. And where is Spud?

Summary:

Danny Fenton is tasked with investigating a warehouse full of blood blossoms. Jake Long is also tasked with investigating a warehouse full of blood blossoms. What happens when fate (and a warehouse full of blood blossoms) brings these young heroes together?

Tags: crossover, minor injuries, minor violence

Current WC: 10.8k

Chapters: 3/?

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This is a Danny Phantom and American Dragon: Jake Long crossover fic, all born from the amazing art created by @ryd3rthest4r for Ecto-Implosion 2023

Find their art here:

Tumblr || Instagram || Ch 2 of the fic on AO3

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Chapter 3 Sneak Peak:

There’s a dragon in front of him. An honest-to-god, real-life dragon. With bright red scales, green hair, wings, and a tail. Definitely not a ghost. He doesn’t look like a ghost. Plus, Danny’s ghost sense never went off.

And the dragon is also maybe a shapeshifter? Who can change at will, no amulet needed, unlike Dora. He doesn’t see a trace of the kid who had just grabbed him, only his friend, who was now approaching them with caution, flashlight back in hand.

He called himself “the American Dragon”, like Danny is supposed to know what that is. He feels a little bad; the guy clearly hasn’t met many people who don’t know him.

The pain of the blood blossoms around is ever-present, so it’s hard for Danny to do much thinking at the moment, too focused on gritting his teeth and not passing out.

“Well, uh,” the dragon continues, haltingly. “My name is Jake, I guess. I’m the American Dragon.” He rubs at his neck with a clawed hand. “Which means it’s sort of my job to protect magical creatures. Like you.” He studies Danny, reptilian eyes zeroing in on the wound in his side, which is still sluggishly leaking ectoplasm. “Did the Huntsclan do that to you?”

Danny hugs his side a little tighter. “If you’re talking about those crazy guys in ninja outfits that are trying to hunt me down. Then, yes.”

Jake snorts. He holds his hand out again, and this time Danny takes it, pulling himself up with effort. He grunts as his side pulls uncomfortably. He holds on to Jake’s scaly arm for support, blinking away the darkness in his vision. He finds it surprisingly stable and pleasantly warm to the touch, compared to his own icy cold hands.

[bloodcandys]

WELCOME HOME THEORY PT.2

[CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR THE UPDATE]

PT.1

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I have some proof to back up my theory. Listening to the audios of Wally talking to us, I've pieced together this:

I will help you understand, Neighbor. I will find a way soon.

There you are! Welcome home! Ha Ha Ha

You are the most! Ha Ha Ha!

You're so still.. What are you doing?

What are you waiting for, to hear me again? Ha Ha Ha! I think,, that means you can hear me..

Can you see me? That's okay if you can't. Don't worry, I know you're there. You know I'm here too. I will talk to you.

Do you like Home? Home is my house. Do you have a home too? Do you hear it too? You can hear mine.

[Hello] (Home speaking)

Do you like to draw? I do. Do you know how to draw an eye? First you draw a circle. Next you draw a smaller circle inside. Then you color it in.

That's what an eye looks like. My eyes are black, what color are yours?

I can't hear you,, do you know who I am? We've looked in to each other's eyes so many times. You're looking at me now.

I have more eyes than I did before. You know how to draw eyes, you drew mine many times. I know it is thanks to you, neighbor, that I can see. But it is still,, I can't see..

Why wont you answer me, neighbor?Why can't I hear you? You know me. You do. Please open. Let me in

Let me in.

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Wally– once again – keeps on mentioning that we can see and hear him and that he can't see, nor hear us.

But wait, in the second line he says that "we're so still". Doesn't that mean he can see us?

Well, Yes and no. Welcome home is a kids show, which means that Wally probably broke the 4th wall like Dora the explorer to ask the young viewer some questions, just like he did when he asked: "My eyes are black, what color are yours?"

But I theorize that he's slowly becoming more and more aware that he's not in the show anymore and that he can't actually hear the answer from the viewers.

He also realizes that he can't see us like he once thought he did. Even tough he has "more eyes than he ever did before".

(could be connected to fanart in a way, maybe.)

We can also see that the more he's aware, the more 'Insane' he gets. You can see how the way he speaks gets more disturbing, especially in the last two audios. It's probably driving him to the brink of insanity at the fact that he can feel us watching him and his friends play out their everyday lives, but he can't even glimpse at ours.

P.S, I know that there is a different kind of sentence that the audios could make, but the sentence that I use seems more right to me.

[neptoons1998]

Black pearls

Previously

Summary: Okoye graduated. She learns how think positively.

As the days slowly coming to the end. Okoye’s chest began to feel hollow, she knew the day would come for her to say goodbye but didn’t make hurt any less. The pair enjoy each other's company as the minutes began to dwell while the sun started to set.

“When do you leave?” Attuma asked he was heartbroken that his sun had to leave him again, but he refused to stunt her growth in being the best warrior she could be. Okoye gazed at him longing. A small part of her didn't want to leave, Okoye could be herself and not having think about her parents passing and how to make them proud, “Tomorrow morning.”

Attuma could only nod understanding that this time she was leaving hopefully coming back to him, then being saddened that she abandoned him.

“Then I will see you when graduate,” Attuma said. Okoye, laugh, “We’ll see if I can pass this first phase when I get back. We don’t know if I pass.”

Attuma placed both of his hands on her cheeks, “Do you think you pass to graduate ?”

“Yes,” Okoye said

Attuma smiled at her through his mask, “Then you will pass.”

Okoye could’ve been pessimistic, she could’ve told him that there was a 10% rate of trainees being Doras. She thought against after all there’s enough negative in the world, maybe she should learn how to lend to the positive as Attuma does.

Okoye a soft smile, “You’re right.”

As months became a year. And a year became two years, and Okoye gained her second step toward her becoming the greatest general; she could feel the emptiness in her chest at the small thought about her parents. Okoye could pray that she was doing right by them. After all, she graduated, who knew Attuma was right about this positive thinking?

As quickly as she thought this positive thinking was doing something, it quickly crash and burn. Her first assignment wasn’t something with importance at least not to the young Dora.

I’m just a glorified babysitter, Okoye bitterly thought. Something in Okoye’s gut knew it had to be her uncle’s doing. Did she have evidence to support her theory?

No, but it was a comforting thought as she quietly walked behind the young prince. The only bright side to being placed in a horrible position as she got to see Attuma between the late nights and early mornings. Attuma, who even though tired based on bags under his eyes. Place himself around Okoye as she talked about her day and she would listen when he talks about his. So maybe it wasn’t as bad as she thought, the prince, T’Challa wasn’t all bad, Okoye thought. If anything she sees him like a little brother. A pain in her side but the loving type. Okoye briefly remembers begging her mother for a younger sibling like Ayo. The young warrior was glad her parents kept her as an only child now. The prince has a bad habit of wandering/ going to places he wasn’t supposed to go.

“Ah, Okoye you found me once again, well done,” T’Challa greeted the warrior. The pair was on the mountainside that looked over the Golden City, Okoye didn’t say anything yet. Debating reprimanding the prince on how everyone was worrying about his well-being. The prince's back didn’t turn to Okoye.

Okoye sat beside T’Challa, the pair continued looking at the sunset without a conversation.

“One day Father will step down and I will take his place,” T’Challa voiced out, “I-I’m not sure if I’m ready for it.”

Okoye touched his forehead with her index finger, “Not with that mindset.”

“Don’t tell you to believe in positive thinking too?” T’Challa groans out swaying her hand away. Okoye gave a laugh, “Well I have a very nice friend who thinks it’s work done.”

Okoye gave T’Challa a sober look, “Besides you won't be alone, I will be there.”

The statement made the prince feel less lonely when he takes the crown. T’Challa’s curiosity wants to know more about the mystery man his new guard was talking about.

“You make everything sound so easy,” T’Challa said as he lay on the bumpy ground. Okoye could only give a short chuckle. If only it was that simple to love a random fish boy, she thought, Bast was one cruel god.

“Attuma,” Okoye whispered out in the night in the cove. She couldn’t wait to see him after the day she had. Maybe the positive thinking is right, I should have faith in him, in us, she thought, they would have to figure out how to live together with one that breathes water, while the other breathes air.

Before Okoye could call out Attuma's name again her lungs were filled with water

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Death is only the Beginning pt 13

Chapter Forty-Five

“Can anyone tell me; where the Queen and the Princess has run off to?” M'Baku had summoned the Doras and Midnight Angels’ generals to the throne room.

“I have no idea my King,” Ayo was the first to address him.

“Neither have I,” Aneka answered.

“I need to know they are alright; and considering the invasion, we are more on the UN’s radar than ever,” he sat down on the throne, taking a deep breath in and releasing it. He had a concern expression that adorned his face.

“I can try to call Shuri, if you would like me to do so?” Aneka told him. He raised his head to stare at her.

“You can, like yesterday,” his tone was slightly brash, but Aneka ignored, it seeing he was worried about them.

“My King,” Ayo came near to him. “If I may speak.”

“Yes, general,” he replied.

“You do know they are both capable of defending themselves, and quite savvy in detecting danger,” she reminded him, Shuri is the Black Panther, and protector of Wakanda. The Queen Ramonda, being a mutant; has the ability to commune with her surroundings.

“I am quite aware of this general,” he expressed. “I just do not trust the UN. They acted like they were not aware of the invasion.”

“Maybe not all of the UN would have known what was happening,” Ayo said. “But someone knew something.” M'Baku nodded in agreement.

Shuri left Wakanda to take a break; her heart was heavy. Ramonda her mother, had gone off the grid to parts unknown. She left a note, explaining she needed to find herself.

“Find herself?” That was the question resonating in Shuri’s mind. “Who does she think she will discover?” Once again, she had lost her and was alone. She thought, maybe the space and time, will heal the wound. Having her mother alive made it even harder. The mother she had known all her life was gone.

This new version just reminded her of the pain she felt; seeing her laying there. And Okoye performing aid to revive her without any results. Then when she discovered her mother hadn’t die, but was in a dormant state. And the ones she had come to trust kept it from her for months. Then seeing her alive again, she was so happy, only to have that dash. She had no memory, of her past or present; not any of her, as her daughter. Worst of all, she fell in love and married the very person who literally took her life.

Then with a potion she gave her mother, Ramonda’s memory was restored, and she no longer resembled the woman; she once had been. She became a variant; someone who looked, walked and talked like her, but not her. Shuri knew she had to finally let go, but with her mother was relentless for them to reconnect.

But she constantly rejected it, and maybe that is what caused her mother to give up. Right at the time she was willing, and ready to reconcile; her mother left, and sought out to find herself. What will that leave her? Who will she find in this journey of discovery? Freedom, to be whoever she chooses to be? Will she find acceptance or happiness? Even if it costs her.

Shuri unpacked her backpack she had put together on short noticed. This was a spur of the moment decision, with no plans. She left her room and went to take a look around the big city. The culture here was different from Wakanda. But the same as the city, T’Challa took her to; to show her the new buildings he acquired, for the schools he planned on building.  

“Shuri,” an unrecognizable voice came from behind her. She turned to see a young man running towards her, waving with a big grin on his face. “Shuri!”

“Do I know you?” She asked, causing him to stop his in his tracks. He stood staring at her, and then lowered his head in despair.

“It infected Wakanda too,” he said.

“What infected Wakanda too?” She repeated.

“The spell of Dr. Strange,” he said, then turned to walk away.

“Wait!” She touched his arm. “What spell did Dr. Strange cast, and why?”

“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.” He said looking at her.

“Try me,” she told him. “Have you had lunch yet?” A smile crept across his face.

“Not yet,” he said.

“Good, then you can join me,” she suggested. “We can swap stories.”

“Okay, I like that,” the big smile he had when he came, resurfaced.

“You know my name,” she said. “But I don’t remember yours.” Peter liked the way she phrases that sentence. To say ‘I don’t know your name’, oppose to ‘I don’t remember’, makes a difference.

“My name is Peter Parker,” he revealed. Shuri smiled softly; it didn’t ring a bell. But then, Dr. Strange would be that thorough.

“Hello Peter Parker,” she extended her hand; he accepted it happily. At least, one person salvaged in his life; even if they had to be reintroduced. They went off to see what lunch will be like, and the beginning of a much-needed (new) friendship.

Shuri and Peter sat in the park by the lakeside; telling each the crazy story of their life after the blip. It was good to hear someone else with similarity. Peter lost his aunt; and Shuri lost her mother, even if she had been revised.

“But your mother is still alive,” Peter reminds Shuri. “Unlike me; I lost everything. My aunt, my friends; no one remembers me. Not even you; we’re just trying to start anew.”

“Is she though Peter?” Shuri responded. “My mother died that day, after while Wakanda was attacked. She is only a shadow of the woman I knew. A child of two worlds, a mutant and Wakanda. But can she ever be comfortable or feel accepted?” Peter thought in silence; then stared out over the water. It was true; their circumstances were identical; they both had lost someone or everyone.

“But again, I say,” he begins. “She may not be the person you recognize from birth, but she is what she has become; and still your mother. Just another version as you pointed out. And she’s not going to abandon you, because that essence of her remains. As you said, she did try to get you and her to go away to reconnect, right? You will always be her daughter, and that’s not ever going to change. So, please, be patient; she’s also had it traumatic.” Peter reminded her, having a semblance of her mother, was better than none.

“You’re right Peter,” she digested what he told her. “You lost your aunt, and probably wishing you had the chance given to me.”

“Yes, Shuri. I would,” he confirmed.

“I am sorry on so many fronts,” she said, then looked at the water. Her mother was out there somewhere and alone, trying to figure out who she is. And dealing with her rejecting her get away together. Then there was Namor, who declares they are no longer with each other. The love she has for him will not wither so easily. Whenever that urge hits her, it will be him, she goes to. She hopes wherever life takes her mother, she will be happy. Then she had an idea. “Peter, come back to Wakanda with me, and stay awhile? The getting away, helped me. Maybe it could help you?”

“Really?” He spoke. He had never been to Wakanda, but the Avengers had told stories of it.

“Yes, really,” she replied. She was beginning to see how they became friends.

“Alright,” Peter exclaimed. “When can I come?”

“What’s keeping you from going now?” She asked.

“School,” he said. He had forgot he had just started.

“Don’t worry, I got connections.” She told him. “But first, can you take me on a tour of the city, and to the different landmarks?”

“Sure, but it will take a couple or so days,” he informed her.

“No problem, I wanted to get away for a few days anyways. Now I can enjoy it more with a friend.” Peter liked that, friend reference. He is going to enjoy, being around someone from his past. But now in his present, and hopefully his future.

Chapter Forty-Six

Okoye got Attuma to bed, and stood watching him resting. She left him to walk about, investigating their new home. She found a rock to sit on, enjoying the tranquility this place emitted. Only thing that could be heard was the water nearby.

Her mind went to the beautiful wedding, but also to a friend, who was so devious enough to drug her. Just so she could be kidnapped by her ex husband, and losing her own life in the process. How could lust for someone; get you to lose your moral compass? Okoye shook her head.

Attuma could be dead right this moment. W'Kabi meant to kill him, and take away another thing from her. He took the love she once had for him. The life they had planned, the family they were going to create. That was everything, now his desire was to have her heart broken, and miserable with him. Her body shuddered at the thought. How could one person; singly destroy a love, as great as theirs were?

But he didn’t succeed. Her husband is right in there, right now; resting and recovering from the poison. And soon, they will make their wedding plans in Talokan. She was so excited to just be able to call him her husband, since her wedding in Wakanda.

“General,” Attuma called to her. She laughed; it was good to see he was in good spirits. “I need your assistance.” She jumped from where she sat, and made her way to where he lay.

“Yes, my love,” she walked to him. “What can I do for you?”

“Come lay with me,” he says. She was obliging and did so. She laid her head on his chest, he placed an arm around her and pulled her close. She rested her had on his midriff, and then realized something.

“Attuma,” she looked into his face, with this dimpled grin plastered on it. She slightly raised the cover, to confirm what she felt. “Where are your clothing?”

“I do not sleep with them, to confining,” he told her. A little perk of his revealed, and noted.

“So do you want to…?” She started to ask.

“Mate?” He finished the sentence. “No, you being next to me is enough for now. But if it’s too much for you, there is another room you can occupy; until we complete our wedding here in Talokan. She felt a little way with the ‘other room’ she could occupy.

“That will be fine, I can go prepare it for me,” she went to leave, then felt his hand; gently grasp her upper arm. She turns to look at him with tears in her eyes. He saw them, and an ache touched his heart. He pulled her over into his lap, holding her in his arms. She wrapped her arms around his neck, holding back the tears.

“Please my Wakandan warrior,” he whispered in her ear. “Never leave my side, and I promise to do the same.” She pulled back gazing into his eyes, and nodded; overwhelmed with the love she saw in them. He captured her mouth with his own, kissing her until she had to breathe again.

“Wow, where did that come from?” She smiled.

“Just a preview of what’s to come,” he informed her.

“Oh,” she said, as he reclaimed her lips, intensifying the kiss.

Peter took Shuri around the city showing her the special places it was known for. Her getting to know him, went off as it did the first time. He knew it would, because he knew her. They had breakfast, lunch, and dined together. They talked about everything, but what they concealed. She was the Black Panther and he was Spiderman. She wasn’t ready for that conversation, since she didn’t know he was a super hero. And he didn’t want to put too much on her, since they were getting reacquainted.

“Get some things together and meet tomorrow.” She wrote down where to come. Then she went to meet with his school administrator, and got him some time off; with the agreement he would keep up with his assignments online.

Peter woke up excited to go to Wakanda to actually see everything the Avengers had told him about this magnificent nation. But most if all, he didn’t feel that loneliness that had been plaguing him sent everyone he knew memories of him were wiped away.

And then there was his aunt Mae. He will never be able to hug her, or kiss her, as well as hold a conversation but everything or nothing at all. Tears welled in his eyes, he sat on his bed looking at the place he had lived these pass months. Being in Wakanda and Shuri, will take the edge off the pain. He grabbed his things and gave the room a backwards look, closed the door and went to join his friend, Shuri.

Peter came to the address Shuri had given him, and saw it was an abandon, empty private airport. He went into the old ruin hanger, with a couple of equally banged up planes. He searched for Shuri, and wondered if he was the first to arrive. Then as he looked around at the open field; right before him a strange jet appeared, and the steps lowered. Shuri came down them, smiling at him.

“Come on board, Peter” she laughed. Peter ran to her, and followed her into it.

“This is cool,” he said, admiring the interior and technology. “I have never been in anything that can cloak before.” He was ecstatic. Being in Wakanda is going to be a great adventure, he felt. They flew away, heading towards Wakanda, her home.

Ramonda had gone to a small island resort, she either heard or read about. She wanted to try every relaxing services they were offering. She met a nice lady, who was coming off a bad divorce; and needed a friend. She was from the Idaho in the US, they hitting off conversing while getting massages. From then they were inseparable, accompanying each other on their beauty treatments.

When she was Queen Mother and married to T'Chaka, he never had her join him on his visits, stating they were too dangerous. Yet he took their son, T’Challa; at an early age. Nor when she ruled as Queen during the blip and after T'Challa's death. Her only trips, were to the UN for political reasons. This was different, it was a soul-searching journey. This trip will have nothing but some fun, and pampering added.

After a couple of days, she laid in her bed; wondering how Shuri doing, but resisted calling her. She couldn’t deal with her rejection any further. She didn’t want to contact Namor to go and check in on her. They weren’t together any longer, by her choice. So, calling on him for anything was off the table.

No, it’s best to stick to the plan and not get in touch with any of them. No until she finds out what it is she wants and needs. She hopes, once she gets home things will be better. Even maybe, Shuri will be more receptive to them going away, just the two of them. Bonding with her is her up most desire, and wish she felt the same.

And her relationship with Namor, needs some clarity. She still can’t get pass him causing her death, and all that has occurred afterwards. Do she love him? Or because he is her husband, by no choice of hers. She was not in her right mind, and he took advantage of it. That is what is causing the riff between them. It’s him doing what he thinks is best, but never taking into consideration. Will it be the best choice for the other person?

It doesn’t sit well with her, that the only time she wants or need him. Is for the sex. He is a fantastic lover, and he is her husband; but it feels like she’s using him. She has to bring some clarity to their relationship. Because she knows, as well as him; if she called him now. He would be there, to give her what she needs.

This can’t continue this way any longer. A definite decision between them has to be made. And the main question she has to know. Does she truly love him, or is it the satisfying sex they have. She thought on that and already knew the answer.

“You hoo,” her friend knocking at her door. Ramonda rushed to let her in.

“Well, good morning,” Ramonda greeted her.

“And a good afternoon,” she informed Ramonda.

“Oh, yes. We were doing the hot spa this morning,” she said. “I’m so sorry, I got caught up in thoughts of home.”

“I thought we agreed not to think about our home lives,” she reminded Ramonda.

“You’re right,” Ramonda agreed.

“So, are we still going? We can make one in thirty minutes,” she informed her

“Let me get my things,” Ramonda told her.

“And I have a day planned that will take your mind off the family drama for the rest of your stay,” she said. Ramonda looked at her and smiled.

“Thank you, Valentina,” Ramonda expressed, as they hugged.

“Of course,” Valentina said. “What are friends for?”

Links:

Death is only the Beginning pt one

Death is only the Beginning pt two

Death is only the Beginning pt three

Death is only the Beginning pt four

Death is only the Beginning pt five

Death is only the Beginning pt six

Death is only the Beginning pt seven

Death is only the Beginning pt Eight

Death is only the Beginning pt Nine

Death is only the Beginning pt ten

Death is only the Beginning pt eleven

Death is only the Beginning pt twelve

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