#his gene is so rare I don’t have anyone to talk to about it

[sarcasmandsnozzberries]

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[new-tella-us]

Soooooo I made fan children. Lil drafts of them at least.

If you couldn’t tell from the horn colors, these are James’ gremlins.

Let’s start with the easier one, Annabell. Or just Belle for short. She’s five at this point. Having one human-demon child was already astronomically rare so they really didn’t expect Belle’s arrival but she arrived in all her glory. She managed to somehow get more of Laura’s angel DNA than Mika did and got some lil wings. They’re too small to be functional though. Maybe one day… The James genes are STRONG with this one, having his exact skin tone, eyes, and taint coloring. She’ll get his nose too when she’s older. If it weren’t for the hair, no one would guess than Mika birthed this one. Belle has a very sweet and inquisitive personality, always trying to see how things work, she’s also a voracious reader reading a few levels above her age. A lil James she is. The big difference is that she can also be very emotional and throw ground shaking tantrums when she’s angry.

Now Ray. Ray is the firstborne at fifteen years old and oh BOY could he not be any more different from his father if he tried. He’s sloppy, lazy, a backchatter and has a chaotic streak. Both blessed and cursed with gifted child syndrome, Ray is far too smart for his own good. He doesn’t need to try in school (yet) so he doesn’t try and still gets the As that keep James off his back. Now that doesn’t mean he has no ambition, he has a goal but it has nothing to do with the human world. He wants to become magically strong enough to go to the Abyssal Plains. James always says that it’s “dangerous” so what better way to prove that Ray can handle himself than by beating James in a duel? That has become his goal for his teen years.

Don’t get it twisted, he loves his family. He doesn’t even dislike James, he respects his father and even admires him but he feels bored with his current life and also feels like James doesn’t respect him enough so that reflects on his actions. Ray is an absolute Mama’s boy, respecting Mika more than he respects James honestly. To him, Mika is more honest and willing to tell him a real answer. Plus they just grew up close so if there’s anyone who can talk Ray out of his stupid ideas, it’s Mika.

As for how the siblings feel about each other? Well Annabell looks up to Ray as an example but feels like he babies her too much (well I guess Ray and James do have some similarities) and Ray is protective over Annabell even when he finds her annoying or bratty.

[goldendoodlerlockerlove]

who is your favorite bob's burgers character? what's your favorite aspect about them?? what's your LEAST FAVORITE??

Thank you so much @br1ghtestlight for giving me this ask!! 😭❣️ Just for the future, though, if anyone wants to give me an ask, it’ll have to be through this account, because any ask given through my main account disappears because I’m still Shadowbanned and Tumblr is mean 😒

But onto the actual question!! Well, Light, you already know my absolute favorite is 1,000% our precious baby boy, Gene. I think my favorite aspect about him is that he has some of the best lines in the show humor-wise, but he has a great deal of depth hidden underneath the surface. He’s genuinely an incredibly talented musician (even though he and show claims he only knows a few chords, come on, he’s actually super talented) and he’s such a sweet person. He doesn’t enjoy pranking people simply because it makes them confused and uncomfortable. He just wants people to be happy!! 🥺

He also has a bigger body type which is rarely commented on and he has a love of food which is super relatable to me (I just love food, pffffft). And the headcanons of him being Genderfluid gives me an insane amount of Serotonin. It just makes me insanely happy. As a Genderfluid person, it makes me feel seen and represented, even though he’s not canonically Genderfluid. Just seeing him be unapologetically himself is incredibly lovely.

Now, because there are just so many characters I love, I must list a second favorite. And that would be Bob!! Previously, I’ve said Linda, and don’t get me wrong, I still love her. She’s hilarious and amazing and truly the best wife (🎶 Best of Wives and Best of Women 🎶) but there’s just something about Bob that’s so relatable to me. He’s always tired but always tries his best. Not to mention that his passion for cooking and feeding people is just so sweet 🥹 He loves making food for people and having food bring people together!! It’s so lovely.

Bob is also super Introverted which I relate to very hard. He has a hard time making connections with other people, and has a tight-knit circle (AKA his family) that he prefers spending his time with. And he sometimes has difficulty talking to people without coming across as weird, which I also relate to. Plus, his little quirks are so endearing, like talking to inanimate objects and pretending they’re alive. And getting so hilariously excited about Thanksgiving 🤣

And Bob and Gene together brings one of the most underrated and sweetest relationships in the Belcher family. Their Father/Son relationship is always so adorable to see. The Laser-Inth will forever be my favorite Bob and Gene episode, and probably solidified these two as my favorites.

As for my least favorite, at first I was going to say that’s difficult, because I love almost every character in the show for one reason or another. But then I realized what the obvious choices are: Gloria and Al. They are the absolute worst. Linda deserves good, doting parents, and these two are the complete opposite of that in every way. Sure, maybe they were slightly better when Linda and Gayle were younger, but definitely not now. The Terminilator II: Terminals of Endearment really solidified just how awful they truly are.

Linda dropped everything to help them at the airport, even forcing Bob to close the restaurant for the rest of the day. Then the entire family went on a wild goose chase trying to track down both Gloria and Al, who somehow kept escaping from their line of sight. Only to find out that these two could’ve bought Al’s cream at the airport themselves the whole time. Not to mention the fact that they found out that Gloria just stole Bob’s charger and refuses to admit it. They keep making excuses for their horrible parenting and Linda just has to deal with it, which is wildly unfair.

Plus, Gloria once told Linda that they aren’t the type of people who build things?? Who says that to their daughter?? These two frustrate me to no end. Definitely the worst characters in the show, no contest.

Tina gets an honorable mention simply because of how relatable she is and how sweet she is. She just has such a kind heart like Gene (except when it comes to Tammy ☠️). But that’s okay, because Jimmy Jr. loves it when she’s mean 😌

As a treat for asking me this, here’s an image I found of the Burger Babies in Disney dresses!! Credit goes to whoever on Pinterest made this lovely image:

Also, because I need to be a gremlin every time I mention Gene, I’m going to promote Geneuary again, which begins on January 8!! Hype hype hype hype hype—

[ivorywreathablaze]

Hello, I'm Laurel!

Here resides the randomness of someone who is late for everything probably including my own funeral.

Welcome!

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I'm one of the artists for JohnPeacekeeper’s Itadaki no Hecate! Technically. I'm still working on it lol. (I'm currently going to basics I never did before and working on character sheets.)

If you have a story on with Khamsin x Kazumi in it, please message me so I can add it to the Khami community! If it's elsewhere, I can still post it to the list, which is on DeviantArt! I also have anonymous messages are turned on, so if you’re shy you can contact me there.

P.S. My username was previously ‘Qiana King’ and ‘Laurel Gwen King.’ Why change? Because a pen name looks weird on fandom stuff. Also, this is thematic!

Current Status of the fics I’m working on is on my Fanfic profile, until I figure out how to make it into cool bars on a page on my tumblr lol

Shakugan OTPs:

Khamsin x Kazumi (Khami)

I will never be able to explain exactly why I ship them, because I've had them as an OTP for so long that they’re just stuck in my brain. I probably wouldn't ship them if I hadn't started when I was thirteen and looking to ship Kazumi with someone—but then again, they work to understand each other better, she’s the only one who makes him smile, she’s implied to be his motivation to keep fighting for a better world, she surprises him, he is the only character in the series who gets her, she’s the only one he opens up to at all, he dies protecting her, they get a significant goodbye scene, he’s looking at her instead of anyone else present as he dies, she’s the main character with the saddest ending but keeps going strong just like he said she would . . . so like, maybe I would.

Yuji x Shana(Shanji)

They’re the main ship in the series, so if you like the series I probably don’t have to explain it. But Yuji gives Shana her humanity back, helps her access her emotions, and gives her companionship. Meanwhile, he falls in love with her so deeply that he becomes a strong fighter, turns the entire world upside-down for her, and decides to wander eternally without her just trying to atone for betraying her trust. Then Shana refuses to let him be alone, and they get their happy ending!

Keisaku Satou x Margery Daw (Keigery)

They have this slow-build dynamic, which eventually grows into romantic dedication. It starts when he’s one her lackeys who have a crush on her, and ends with them being emotional equals. He becomes dedicated to helping her, and she manages to hang on to life past her life purpose falling apart explicitly because of her feelings for him. It’s SO CUTE!

SouthValley x WestShore

I have . . . NO explanation. Just vibes.

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I will never post something that is MA/Explicit. Because of my personal clothing choices, I rarely post drawings of girls in clothes that show their shoulders, never post them in something low-cut, and they always have clothes that go to their knees. Same kind of rules apply to drawing guys. I am Christian, which means I try not to make light of/glamorize violence, addiction, prejudice, or other like topics, (though it can be difficult given the genes I write so please do message me/review if you think the balance is off in one of my fics). I also believe that online activism is most often actively harmful, especially from people who don't know what they're talking about (me) so I intentionally don’t post about politics. My personal beliefs will show up in my stories despite my efforts, but when I catch it then I do try to show other perspectives as well.

Thanks for reading through that whole boring wall of text lol, and I hope you enjoy my upcoming work!

[saintmiyale]

I cried today for the 2nd time this year.

I saw my Auntie Gene in Sonya Massey.

She was killed when I was 16 in a home invasion that hit the wrong house. They shot her and her granddaughter. She was a wonderful and sweet woman who would go on jogs with my aunt Milo. She was always so kind and would sometimes bring my sweets. She was killed in her own home and her granddaughter was shot as well.

I see my mother in Sonya Massey.

I remember at Gene’s funeral the…face her son made while trying to talk about her on the podium. In the hood I was always looking for myself. I knew it was me who was most likely to get killed. It was most likely going to be someone who looked like me who did the killing. I accepted it, I laced my shoes in the morning saying a prayer, grabbed my brass knuckles and walked everyday acutely aware that it could be my last. Anthony was killed just a few months before Gene, Raph was killed shortly after. Gene was the first time it wasn’t me in the casket. It was a black woman, a mother, a grandmother. Sweet and kind, maybe a bit too nosy but certainly not a killer, not a thug, or a man just acting on his pride and masculinity. A woman who was minding her own business. It was the first time I really saw my Mother in the casket, not for her many health complications or reckless behaviors, but because she was just in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Terror is the best word I can find to describe the feeling.

As a man who was the only man in his household throughout his teenage years, there becomes the ego, the “strength” and pride.

I don’t call the fucking police. I will kill anyone who steps to my family if I have to. That’s just what we’re taught to do and I have no qualms.

As a black man who is acutely aware of his blackness, I double down.

Why the fuck would I call a Klansman for any reason? Let alone to offer his help?

And I do believe I am valid in this thinking to a degree. The risk is too high. It’s all I’ve ever seen and all I’ve ever been taught by my black elders.

Why the fuck are we still calling the police for any reason?

I return to my Mother. I can list off a million traits about her, her health issues, her personality, her partial paralyzation and mobility issues. None of that really matters. Sonya Massey believed an intruder was in her home. If my Mother was in the same situation and I’m not present I’d want her to call the police as well.

What is a Black Woman to do in a time of need?

I don’t even know where I’m going with this anymore, let alone what to say. I always try to convince myself that of course the state and the police are evil, why even indulge. Why even call them? why even try?

What’s a Black Woman to do in a time of need?

Minding her own business, in her own home.

I will - just like all generations before me - have to tell my black children the tales of the dead and warn of klansman clothed as public servant. Warn of violence perpetuated on all fronts. Warn to trust no one and know that safety can be rare and fleeting.

I cried, out of terror.

[nmzuka]

So like, what is Arms about anyway?

I know it's a game, and I think I always assumed it was like Smash Bros or something, but it sounds like there's a storyline? Lore? Plot??

Also please talk about the two characters you always draw. I wanna know about them individually+as a couple (even if it's not a canon thing, I still wanna hear about why you ship em, what their dynamics are, what makes the relationship interesting etc)

Oh boy this is gonna be a long reply lol but appreciate the ask! Im gonna put this under a read more cause it got really long even tho I feel like there is a lot more I could say ^^;;

So yeah ARMS is a fighting game but I would kinda compare it more to Punch Out! then Smash? your pov is behind the character and you’re more or less boxing but the gimmick is that the characters have extendable arms so it’s not like as close quarters as boxing haha You’d think with how invested I seem to be in it that there would be some deep and engaging plot but there isn’t really? There is a “story mode” where you just play thru the Grand Prix to win the ARMS League Championship You do get snippets of character lore from this in the form of dialogue from the announcer Biff (who like… might be a god or something from one of the Fighters cultures??) but it’s all just kinda random fun facts  As for like game universe lore it’s all very vague The ARMS gene has been around for a looong time (where it came from we don’t know) but it causes people’s arms to become spring like This usually manifests in teen years (tho it can happen at any time), usually the person wakes up with their arms changed, and it’s typically something the person was around a lot that their ARMS takes on the material of (sometimes it affects people’s hair as well) ARMS can be hard to control and will randomly uncoil at times and that’s why people wear the masks as control of the ARMS are connected to the eyes (people with ARMS also have spiral irises)  There’s very few like concrete things… there was suppose to be a comic that would expand on the lore and explain things (like the fact that Spring Man is technically the 3rd “Spring Man” as its a title passed on) but sadly they quietly canceled the comic after making us wait like for years with no update about it :////

I could go into more details about things but that’s like the broad strokes of the world at least

I do think the vagueness of it and the bare bones of the Fighters tho is kinda why it still has some very dedicated fans? Everyone is more or less able to take it and make it their own by filling in the blanks of the characters and the lore so we’ve all just kind of made it our own (why I’ve thought many times to just take the characters and make them ocs because at this point they really feel like it haha)

As for the two I’m always drawings…Ribbon Girl is a famous pop idol singer and Kid Cobra is a streamer/video maker and snakeboarder (an in universe sport like skateboarding) he’s also one of the rare people born with ARMS and he keeps his identity secret They are only canon in my heart as I just think they are perfect together haha they fill my love of the “bad boy/good girl” troupe (shipping them at all started out as a joke but damn if it didn’t progress quickly) This will start going more into my own hcs for the characters but I think how well they fit together. They’re very opposite but also similar and bring out better parts of each other Ribbon is very much a people pleaser and has been fairly sheltered, unable to do much of her own things because of breaking into the idol role at a young age (and also a bit because of her mother directly…) KC is very much the opposite haha he does what he wants But they’re both living under a public persona and part of the dynamic I enjoy is them breaking thru each other’s persona in a way I don’t see them able to with anyone else KC helping Ribbon learn to do things for herself, that she doesn’t need to be what others want her to be and should be living her life how she wants Ribbon helping KC open up, to know he doesn’t have to hide who he is from others They’d help each other become better versions of themselves and I just love that for them hhhh Their relationship would be a tender and hesitant one (their personas again get in the way) Ribbon as an idol isn’t supposed to date and KC worries his reputation (as a streetsmart skater punk) will be bad for her reputation. Ribbon worries about the attention she’ll bring to KC (he obviously wants a certain amount of attention but also tries to be very secret) Just a lot of uncertainty from both of them about trying to date but damn the feelings are there and can’t be ignored! They’ll figure that shit out as they go and if it all falls apart in the end well at least the highs were good while it lasted (not that it does they’re gonna be together forever!)

I also enjoy thinking of the dynamic of them being playful and silly together hhgghg KC loves to joke around and shit which does make Ribbon laugh a lot but also makes her be like “omg why are you like this??” Aaaa this reply is truly a ramble and so long even tho I feel like I’ve hardly gotten into any details. I’m not great at explaining things with words that’s why I try to draw Ribbon and KC as much as possible to show people what I see in their relationship I think they are perfect and really just can’t picture them with anyone else hhhh

[samtylerand1973]

Hi Sam! Hope you’re doing well and good luck on going back to work. I was wondering if you could talk about Gene Hunt and Annie Cartwright a bit. How did you meet them and what sort of relationships did you have with them?

Hello anonymous person,

I’m doing fine, thank you for asking. I’m sure work will be great, it’ll stop me going mad while walking (more like wobbling) around my apartment or mum’s house. I’ve been meaning to give a brief summary of each of the people closest to me in 1973. Obviously Gene and Annie but also a few more I feel worth mentioning.

Gene Hunt

Where to start with DCI Hunt? He’s unpleasant and rude. He’s prejudice and violent towards absolutely everyone (including me). He’s controlling of his team which doesn’t allow them to grow individually or as a department. He rarely takes suggestions even if he doesn’t have a clue. He’s obsessed with being homophobic. He’s also obsessed with male bonding which means I was dragged down to the department’s favourite pub every night: The Railway Arms. Gene was trying to make an alcoholic out of me. Speaking of alcoholic, that man is the biggest alcoholic I’ve ever seen. I’d walk in every morning and already see him drinking from a flask. Like many men in the 70s he’s also smokes 24/7 so you can imagine the smell of him. Doesn’t help that he insists on running around in a camel coat in hot weather. His pride and joy is his Ford Cortina but lord knows how he got his drivers license or how he’s kept it. Gene Hunt is an offensive, loud, overly confident, violent, nicotine stained homophobe. Yet he’s my best friend and I enjoy his company which as a bisexual man probably isn’t my smartest move. At times he stops being offensive for 5 seconds and actually says something that makes me laugh. He cares for his team and although he’s harsh on them it’s out of love. Gene is one of those men that just make your heart beat faster while you admire them.

Annie Cartwright

I have never met a woman so brilliant (sorry mum 💔). Annie is constantly under minded and under appreciated for all her work she does for the team. She’s the only person who I felt like I could talk about the future with. I’m pretty sure she’ll never believe a word that comes out my mouth about it yet she still listens. It was nice to have at least one person I could be truthful with. Annie is ever so smart (she has a degree in psychology) and actually listened to my suggestion on making policing easier for everyone. One time we needed to pick up a casino chip, now anyone else would have just picked it up with their hands. This would of gotten their finger prints all over it and made any previous finger prints unidentifiable but she used a pair of tweezers to pick it up. Brilliant! When I first met her she was a WPC but when the teams DS got demoted (I will be going into that story later) I managed to made her a WDC. She completely deserves that since she does more work than our other DCs (especially the DC that got demoted from DS.) Annie is understanding, smart, kind, pretty, brave and just a wonderful lady.

Chris Skelton

DC Skelton is a promising copper that I took under my wing. He’s naïve and in the nicest way possible: an idiot. You teach him one thing and then seconds he’s already forgotten it. Yet he’s showing signs of improvement and with more help he’ll definitely reach his full potential. He’s also just a really nice person to be around and I see him as a younger brother. Not sure if he feels the same though… My main problem with Chris is that Ray is his best mate and I don’t like Ray at all.

Ray Carling

Cunt (One that got demoted from DS ☺️)

Thank you so much for the ask and showing interest in my experience.

[theteapotofdoom]

Just found you talking about the ambiguity of the last ep in the Barry tag and I just need someone to scream over this with because none of my other irl or fandom friends watch this show, and I don’t see many people acknowledging the ambiguous ending online either.

Like I have appreciated the incredible craft exhibited in the last couple of episodes and also the profundity with which they have spoken to the cycle of violence, but the tone shift has been so severe I have really had difficulty accepting that they are taking place in reality. The show has always had a surreal tint to it but it has always also felt grounded in its small details. (And the clash between those two things was where most of the comedy lied as well). The last two eps felt so surreal and ungrounded (and similar to other uses of visions and dreams in the show, like when Barry is injured in season 3) that I kept waiting for them to be revealed as a dream. So I was kind of relieved when the show seemed to be snapping back to reality at the end of this ep.

But if it was a dream or hallucination, when did it start? We haven’t seen Barry that clean shaven and young looking for a long time. Were all the plot lines a part of it, or were some of them real? I don’t know what to think, or even what I want to be true. It feels rare that weekly release shows really leave you this unsure in between eps anymore. I am stressed!

Ok that’s all, I appreciate your Barry thoughts.

Aaaaaaah so excited to discuss Barry with other fans!!! I've been a massive fan of the show for years, but I don't think that many of my followers and mutuals watch it so I never truly get to discuss it with anyone.

On the one hand, I don't want the past two episodes to be dreams or hallucinations because I appreciate the bold decision of an eight-year jump. It feels like jumping into the unknown, all of our favourite characters are different people now, and we, the audience, were robbed of eight years of their lives. I don't even know how to explain it adequately, but there is a sense of finality here (and not just because this is the final season). There is no going back. Barry and Sally have a child. That child has a terrible life. Fuchs is now the Raven after spending eight years in jail. Hank has his own empire while still running away from his guilt even eight years after Cristobalt's death. Gene is only now talking to his son whom he shot eight years ago. There he a new status quo now, even if just for only a few episodes. And we didn't get to see it happen. We barely had time to adjust to it.

In a way, this is telling us that there was never any hope of a happy ending for any of these characters and it's SO BRUTAL I can't help but love it. Barry is living in a house with Sally and their kid like he always wanted? Absolutely awful and depressing. Sally writing a show where she is a good mother helping her daughter to get a better life? Well, she is a real mother now and definitely not a good one. Hank doing 50/50 with Cristobal? Nope, he is powerful and rich but on his own, and everyone thinks he fucked over Cristobal to get there.

BUT ON THE OTHER HAND: yeah, like you said and like a lot of people mentioned, there is a certain ... eerie or dreamlike vibe in those episodes that is hard to ignore. Like you just said, the show got us used to Barry's daydreams and hallucinations, so it's something that we were taught to expect from time to time. This is why the end of episode 4 got us speculating like crazy! And this is why even now, as it should be confirmed that is all very real, we still can't help but think "But is it though???"

I like that you said that felt relieved at the end of the episode when it felt like we were snapping back to reality because I kind of felt that too. I know I just said that said I want the time jump to be real because it makes for a better story, but there is something comforting in the idea that it isn't. Because it feels as if the time jump isn't real and it was all a dream, then there is still hope for all our characters. They can still get out of it. Does that make sense?

We will soon see I guess! I also think that it's quite likely that we are all just overthinking everything and we all just got confused because Bill looks younger without the glasses on XD

A last point that I want to bring up is that I feel a lot of David Lynch vibes this season and I love it. It makes a lot of sense, because Bill Hader is a massive cinephile and talks about David Lynch A LOT in interviews, and the influence has never been more present than in season 3 and especially 4 of Barry. David Lynch is the director of the dreams and the surreal. From Twin Peaks to Mulholland Drive, his movies are often about reality and dreams merging, to the point where the audience never truly knows what's real or not. Even in his seemingly more straightforward movies like Blue Velvet, Lynch has a way of filming the most mundane things like an eerie nightmare. The man will show you an empty apartment and you will have nightmares about it for weeks. I really felt the Lynch influence this season and it's super interesting to me.

Yes hi hello I love talking about Barry, Bill Hader we are getting you another Emmy ON GOD!!!!

[candy-floss-crazy]

I think its perfectly reasonable for anyone to ask 'Are Fairgrounds Safe'. Modern rides are higher, faster and far more thrilling than the staid ferris wheel and dodgems of yesteryear. But does this make them unsafe? Add to this a far more comprehensive annual testing regime, and stricter health and safety enforcement and you have a vast improvement in place. Modern rides not only have the benefit of far better material quality, they also have computerised safety systems to monitor everything, and we have a far better understanding of things like metal fatigue etc. The Human Factor There is one final piece of the puzzle though that is much harder to crack. That is the human factor. The vast majority of operators are perfectly professional, with H&S at the front of their minds everytime they operate. Sadly, like any other industry in the UK, if not the world, there are occasional cowboys. Miss an inspection here, or disable a wind meter so you can keep going when its blowing a bit. 999 times out of a 1000 nothing happens. Its that rare combination of factors that coincide to create an accident that catches them out. I fly light aircraft for fun. When I started I studied every accident report I could get my hands on, my theory being I would rather learn from someone else's mistake than my own. Experts who have made a career investigating accidents in aviation, state that on average there are seven steps that line up before an aircraft has an accident. The pilot may be an unsafe one, but has got away with it in the past because all seven steps haven't happened together. Its a bit like swiss cheese, all the holes have to line up before things go wrong. The other major human factor are the customers. No amount of warning signs, safety belts etc are enough to stop some people. They seem infected with the lemming gene, and are determined to remove themselves from the gene pool. Are fairgrounds safe, perhaps should read are people safe to be allowed on a fairground. When It All Goes Wrong A long time ago, when I was still a kid, I remember a fatal accident on a fairground we were at. The ride was what we refer to as swinging gyms. Basically they are a large cage that 4 people enter. By rocking the cage backwards and forwards, they build enough momentum up to go over the top as it were. Now this particular day, a guy decided that he was going to assist his friends from the outside. He climbed the 6ft safety fence around the perimeter of the ride. And ran to push the cage. Sadly, he tripped and fell face down on the platform as the cage was in the air. As it descended it landed on him and crushed him. His family won't feel that fairgrounds are safe. But was that the fairgrounds fault. Is that a genuine accident. The ride had been tested and find to be perfectly safe within H&S guidelines. Indeed it was retested immediately after the accident and passed again. It was surrounded by a 6ft tall fence, not something you could just hop over, it took effort to get over it. There were plenty of warning signs about. Yet a young man still managed to put himself in that awful situation. So what more could have been done to stop him? I regularly see parent with young children on a fairground, who get talking to their friends then allow their kids to wander about unsupervised. You wouldn't do this in a factory with machinery, or on the edge of a busy road, so please don't do it on a funfair. Similarly height restrictions on rides are there for a reason, the amount of arguments we have had with parents, because there child is a couple of inches shorter than the safety height and they want them to be allowed on is frightening. Why would you intentionally want to put your child at risk. How Can You Check From the point of view of finding out if a ride is safe. All professional rides currently fall under the ADIPS scheme. This is the Amusement Device Inspection Procedure Scheme. Basically it is like an annual MOT for a ride. It covers electrical and mechanical safety. It includes non destructive testing for cracks in the metalwork. Electrical safety checks, checks that barriers and safety devices are fit for purpose. If you are hiring a ride, ask for the ADIPS paperwork. This should contain an image of the ride in the top right hand corner. Along with a registration number. You can contact ADIPS via their website to check that a rides test number is valid, and if there are any previous safety related issues. Similarly any respectable ride operator will have £10 million public liability insurance. If you ask them are fairgrounds safe, they should not take offence and be quite happy to tell you of the steps they take to ensure this. Perhaps we should look at the Health and Safety Executives own opinion when asked are fairground safe. They have stated in the past that you are far more likely to be injured on the way to the fair, than you are once you get there. If you want to hire dodgems or other rides safely, just contact us. Read the full article

[11thsshadow]

incangencence​:

The snarl that crawled out of the Timelord’s throat was enough to make her flinch. Momentarily stop her heart. Gene had never been so unfortunate as to find herself standing inside a cage with a lion, but standing there in the TARDIS with Dark in that moment, she could imagine how it must have felt. All that raw, pent up power, itching for the nearest outlet. Talons and teeth and rage. She became acutely aware just how soft her skin was – how pierce-able. Like a paper lantern; easily shredded and discarded.

One wrong word…

But… no. He’d never hurt her. Not without a damn good reason. The force of the Timelord’s anger was not directed at her – only stoked by her. Flames fanned by her tears.

She pushed down the spasm of fear, not bothering to deny that she WAS in fact, lying to him – a piss poor lie, a small one, and a mistake she would be careful to never EVER repeat if she could help it – and moved up behind the Timelord, watching him simmer.

“Because she’s right.”

Weren’t you supposed to be somebody?

Wasn’t she? Oh, she’d talked a good game back in school. Had started off with life so promising and lies so intricate. She could have been anybody. And instead, what was she? A cocktail waitress cutting a bloody swath between the stars, barely able to balance a normal life, or hold onto anything that felt real for too long… Her life was… Unbelievable. Achingly strange and beautiful in one moment, and wrenchingly empty every time she touched back to Earth. At her very best, she was an accomplice. And the rest of the time-…

Weren’t you supposed to be somebody?

God, she felt like such a nothing.

Gene slid around behind Dark, wrapping her arms around him and letting her fingers rest against his chest. She could feel his hearts pounding. She held him, like her arms could hold back the tidal waves of his distress, and rested her cheek against his back. He was so much taller than her, even hunched over the controls, but she let herself come to nest there, in the solid expanse between his shoulder-blades.

“And mostly because she doesn’t matter. And I don’t need you to protect me from every little hurt. The big stuff, yeah – be my knight in blood drenched armor. But you start shielding me from every little thing, and pretty soon… my life will be all rose petals and rainbows. And where’s the fun in that. I need a few rainy days, to make the sunshine worth something.”

She stood up on her tiptoes and pressed a kiss to his shoulder. It was strange. This… fragile intimacy that existed between them – sometimes blazing heat, sometimes endless silence, always ALWAYS almost unbearably intense. Maybe all Timelords were just incredibly intense. Creatures of passion. Certainly Dark and The Master were. She was still trying to learn how to navigate it.

“If I want you to kill for me… trust me… you’ll know,” she murmured. “No need to get your hands dirty over the trivial things. Why waste your talents?”

Contrary to how it might appear, the Timelord wasn't without understanding. The primal anger that existed inside him influenced him, but never took precedence over the mind. The mind was strong enough to recognized that her reasoning was understandable, and thus he wasn't so blinded that he wouldn't ignore it.

“I don’t know what the ape said, but I can tell you that anything they said was was lie. Anyone who speaks so distastefully are scum and know nothing.” Dark clenched his fists. “They don’t deserve to breath the same airs as you.” 

This one wasn't like the rest of her kind. A human who was capable of taking of themselves and didn't need him. Dark, however, was possessive and what rare few things he cared about was affected by that factor. No, Gene didn't belong to him, but she was far too precious to let things slide or to be unaffected.

Dark finally felt the anger slowly start to dissipate. Maybe it was the way her singular heart beat remained so calm, even in the presence of a barely contained beast. Comparatively different to the his own rapidly beat hearting beats. Even the way her arms were wrapped around him, weathering the the ever so slowly calming storm. Or maybe it was the words that lulled him into a sense near tranquility, well as close as he could be. 

“It would appear you have me at you beck and call, my life in your hands.” He finally responded, his eyes closed. The beast it seemed had completely went back into slumber, leaving just Dark. Just Dark and Gene in this moment.

“What did this ape say to you?” His heart beats remained steady, although depending on what her answer would be, he anticipated it not staying that way for long. “You don’t have to answer and yes, I will do what you request of me and I’ll leave them be, for now.”

He finally opened his eyes, shifting them to face her direction as he felt her place a kiss on his shoulder.

“How did you that I wonder? You seem to know how to calm my temper, even when I can’t control my own.” When he felt the TARDIS land at their destination he turned his head to look properly at her. “You seem to easily have the affect on me that no one else in my lifetimes has had.”

He let his eyes find hers, to pierce right through them.

 Perhaps you have a strong penchant for manipulation. Dark projected the words into her mind, a fond a smile on his features. “I think would kill anyone you ask me to, do anything to them. All you’d have to do is give me the word.”

@incangencence [x]

His body screamed at him to leave the TARDIS at the exact second. To find the fucker who had hurt Gene and quite literally rip his head off with his bare hands. It didn't matter if she wasn't showing any physical injuries, but she came in the TARDIS crying.

Hurt him? Kill him? Yes. But to hurt the ones he cared about in anyway? That was an instant death sentence. And right Dark was seeing pure, unfiltered red.

It didn't matter if he had to go through every single ape there. Innocents? Who cared about them. It wouldn't have been the first time, and certainly not the last.

"Don't you dare fucking lie to me." The growl that followed was more violent that he had intended, but he suspected she knew that it was directed at her. "It's not fine, and I will personally make sure they feel every second of pain and suffering that they brought you."

Dark knew his mental barriers were down right now, so when she touched him he knew she could feel his adrenaline pumping rage. Yet she was calm, and in that instance he knew wasn't going to tell him who did. But that didn't mean he couldn't force the information out, dig deep into her head and pluck the memory out.

He would have if not until she asked him to take her away. It was something about the way she was holding arm, a wave to calm the oncoming storm. Hesitantly, he did as she said and set coordinates for the TARDIS.

"...You would spare the ape that hurt you," Dark's breath hitched. "Why?"

[sugarakis-p2]

Mommy needs me! Ch2

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You came to your Aunts farm to get away from stress. But you don’t know how to with the giant Mothman-manchild, who is pissing and jizzing everywhere in your house. You really need answers. Is he an alien? Is he a man? Is he a moth? Too many questions have you turning to the one man you never wanted to see or hear from again. Kai Chisaki, a young yakuza leader that still gives you nightmares.

The vet is moving in. You are starting to consider the fact your Aunt might have kidnapped Shigaraki. When the vet offers to help you move her in asap. Shigaraki hates it. But, this does give him a lot of mommy time.

Warning: Mommy kink possessive Moth Shigaraki.

Ch1

Chapter 2:

"So," the vet started as she grew the Mothman's blood.

Shigaraki eyes silted open and then shut as he nuzzles at your lap. You put his head in your thighs and gently stroked his hair and antennae to keep him still. He rumbles, twitching his wings, as he smothers his face in the crotch of your pants. Loud hot breaths fill the room. The stringent scent of vodka and saki assaults your senses. You don't want to have a conversation.

His behavior is humiliating, and you don't want to look or talk to anyone while he's like this. You heat with shame, wondering how horrible the vet must think you are.

"Do you want testing to see if he has an std?" the vet asked.

"What? Why would you… I mean, I'm not the weird one. You! I was curious about…," You can't finish whatever obvious lie you were about to say. You felt yourself overheating, sweating in fear under the vet's gaze. Shigaraki did not like it. He lifts his head and hisses. He is so drunk he flops back down in the nest, pulling you to him. The vet has to scramble to get the needle still in his arm.

"So defensive. It was clear by the display downstairs that he views you as his property. This is his nest, and if he hasn't tried something, he will soon. I'm not judging you," Tanaka says, putting a bandaid on Shigaraki's arm. You sigh because it can't be avoided. You wriggle your way out of his arms and follow the vet downstairs. It's still daylight. He will be in a deep sleep for hours.

"Would you like coffee?" You offer. The vet nobs and has a seat. She takes a whiff of the air. You hope that she will compliment your barista skills.

"Marking? Oh boy. With how big an aggressive he is, I do not envy you," she says, sipping the coffee. Flustered, you quickly try to explain yourself.

"He's not an animal. He's a man," you start, and the vet shakes her head.

"He is Insectoid. Very rare, especially after the great purge," she said.

"Great purge?" You questioned.

"I'm sorry I interrupted. I am better with animals," She said. Sipping more coffee and waiting for you to continue. You rather hear about the great purge. It makes you self-conscious. Swallowing hard, you begin with your Aunt.

"My Aunt is a pretty famous humanitarian. She has had some tough times. But she was a good person. The more time I spend with Shigaraki, I am concerned he might be a child my Aunt….might have….stolen a child to replace the one she lost. I can not bring myself to go to the authorities. My Aunts name would be dragged through the mud, and I'm worried someone will use Shigaraki as an oddity to be examined," you say quickly.

"You are wondering what he is though, right?" She asked. You nod nervously.

"I don't buy into the unexplained. I highly doubt he's an alien or came from another dimension. He's not a chimera or some beast hybrid of myth. He likely has an insectoid quirk, and his parents avoided the great purge. You are too young to know about this, but human genes started mutating about a hundred years ago. There was a debate about whether it was evolution and how to adapt. But it was short-lived as some very intense fanatics started slaughtering anyone showing these mutation traits. That was a third of the world's population and growing. They solved that problem with vaccination. Everyone gets this shot or risks going against the law. I would have to confirm with the bloodwork, but I believe his heteromorph quirk survived the great purge by his family members hiding in the woods," she said excitedly.

Your lip quivers. You feel so stressed and lost. But also relieved. He is a man, not some monster. You do not like the excitement in the vet's voice. She needs to stay discreet.

"Dr. Tanaka, he needs to be protected. He is just so dangerous but also very vulnerable," you say.

"I fully agree. He is fascinating, but with aggressive primal tendencies, someone will take him from you. I want to help you. I wonder what you intend if it does turn out he's a missing child?" Dr. Tanaka asks.

"I will cross that bridge when I come to it. Each step at its intended time," You say. Tanaka nods.

"I've noticed he is displaying some negative behavior I have seen in abandoned shelter dogs. He is not a beast, he's a man, but I get the feeling most of his developmental years behaviors are based on what he has seen in nature. He is imitating what he sees. I can stay a few days and help with some things, including behavioral. Run the labs in the van," Dr. Tanaka says.

"I would love it. But I'm concerned. I learned the hard way that nothing in this world is free. What do you want as compensation?" You ask with suspicion. She smiles and nods.

"You are right, and I am not purely altruistic. I am familiar with your Aunts work, and I don't want to damage her reputation. But you are right. I want to study him. Before you say no, I want you to consider that I will keep it anonymous and noninvasive. Purely observational. Unlike anyone else, you might have to take him too if he does get sick, I will treat him quietly," She says.

"How would this work? Will you need to stay here? I have a spare bedroom, although it smells like piss," you offer and question.

"Yes, let's deal with the marking," She starts.

"I have been trying to get him to use the bathroom. He refuses it. I even give him big…..uh…treats for it," you blush.

"I think that has more to do with his insect side. I know an Entomologist. I will give him a call. In the meantime, we can try something straightforward. My specialties are livestock and equine. I should be able to earn a good living to pay rent. I will help out in any way I can," she says, staring off into space.

"That would be great. Shiggy is draining my funds. He ate my mommy bunny. She was so sweet. I loved her so much, and he ate her in front of me. It's just been…trying. What is your idea?" you ask, turning away so she can't see you tearing up. What will you do if he has some family looking for him? He's been difficult, but are you ready to let him go? You mentally ask yourself in a sudden burst of panicked stress.

"Have you seen my phone?" Tanaka asks. You ended up going into an insane cleaning spree. Dr. Tanaka just said "fascinating" and lifted her legs when you ran the vacuum while she talked on the landline.

Shigaraki stomped down and ripped the cord out of the vacuum. Permanently killing it before stomping back upstairs.

 You must have drunk a gallon of water and had dinner ready for the hungover Shigaraki. A whole undercooked chicken with mac and cheese. He flicked the broccoli off, shoving the chicken in his mouth, bones crunching.

You put the broccoli and spoon on his plate. He uses the spoon to flick off the broccoli and guide the mac and cheese down his gullet. He drops the plate smacking his lips. He looks over to you and trills with love in his eyes. Swiftly moving to hug you with his greasy bloody hands.

You squeal that cute way that gets him excited. He does as asked. If mommy wants him to clean up in the sink, he will. When he hears a voice and notices his scent has been dulled in his territory, he growls. He whiffs the air and follows the voice but stops dead in his tracks. The voice of that female doctor that poked him was coming from the far-end guest room. An intense smell of citronella and tea tree hit his nose and antennae simultaneously.

His stomach revolted, and he almost puked. He ran outside, chittering and hissing. This ruined his night. It's supposed to be him and mommy. They were going to watch more of that show teaching him how to seduce a bratty mommy. Mommy was going to praise him for being a good boy and give him big boy time. He was about ready to go back and give her a piece of his mind for moving in this third wheel while he was sleeping.

Only mommy ran outside like she was on fire. Dropping her pants and peeing in a bucket. He cocks his head and chirps in curiosity. What is she doing? Doesn't she pee in that porcelain water bucket inside? He comes over to examine what she is doing. He loves the scent of mommy. It lights up his instincts. The hormones will cleanse him from the horrid stringent odor.

His cock strains painfully against his pants when your hormones hit his antennae. Caging you in his arms. Running his feelers all over your body, sniffing loudly and making tiny trills as his nose trails down your back. You Shriek. Smacking at him about how that was a sensitive area. He had no idea what you were jabbering about, but he knows you liked that. He can smell your wetness between your legs.

You pull away from him, picking up the bucket. He is about to ask you what silly thing you think you are doing. He was only going to use the ten words he knew, but you always seemed to get the idea. When your splash your piss around. He gasps, then shrieks as he pulls his dick out and pisses over your scent. Are you nuts! Every horny monster within a hundred miles will smell a breedable female.

It was confusing when you praised him. Wrapping your arms around his waist from behind, pressing your chest to his back. Kissing between his wings and telling him he's a good boy. He is a good boy. He doesn't want to mate in front of the weird female. He doesn't trust that one. She somehow reminds him of someone he vaguely remembers but not liking them.

If you think he's a good boy, now. Wait until he shows you a thing or two. He swells in pride, flapping his wings. Calming them as he turns to face you. Snatching you up in his arms, kissing over your face. He spreads his wings and flies. You scream and clutch at him. Wind whipping your hair against your face and his chest. He chuckles. You are so easily scared. Don't worry. He will protect mommy, always.

He sets down in a moonlit clearing. Fireflies danced on the tall grass in the background. With clawed fingers he points, clearing away some dead leaves, pointing all around you. It takes a moment to realize you are in a fairy ring. With the fireflies, it looks like something out of a fairytale. You pull out your cell phone and take videos and dozens of pictures for your channel.

When you put your phone away to kiss him and tell him what a good boy he is, a sly smirk quirks at the corner of his mouth.

"Mommy," he chirps and points out to the fireflies. He makes a breathy alien sound, and the fireflies come closer. Taking a deep puff, he exhales a shape in front of you. The Fireflies form into the shape of a heart with mom spelled out in the middle.

Your heart fluttered. This was the most romantic thing anyone has tried to do for you. Your emotions are bubbling up and overwhelming you. You start sobbing. Shigaraki's eyes widen in shock. He shoos away the fireflies. How dare they distress his mommy. He holds you close and lets your tears soak up in his ruff. You are about to explain when he coos to you, running his claws up your back. Sending tingles down your spine. It tickles your middle.

You giggle, and that quickly turns into desire. Shigaraki can feel you tense against him. Your arousal building like a flaming need. He can't take it. His fire is always blazing for you. Chirping loudly, he slumps his shoulders. Pressing you down, laying you in the middle of the fairy ring. He remembers an old tale about mating in a fairy ring.

It guarantees his mommy will become a real mommy. A real mommy for his brood. He will always be grateful to your Aunt. But the greatest gift your Aunt gave him was you. He loves you so sincerely he can't express it except with his eternal love. With a legacy that is a direct expression of that love.

He gets harder with his depraved thoughts of you serving him. He will be your everything. You will have no choice but to love and protect the nest and the grubs. He will do his part, of course. He will provide and protect from outside the nest. You yip as you lightly bump the ground with your ass. Surprised by his sudden dominance.

Usually when he sees you cry, he whines and mewls. Licking and keening in attempts to comfort. Laying on the ground, you gasped when you realized you had met the perfect man. You didn't have to tell him that you wanted him. It's like he can read your mind. Then why does he do all the things you hate? Your mind screeched. He freezes at your sudden angry thought.

Humans confused him in this. He feels a few things a few times a day, mostly hatred towards everything but mommy. Females are chaos. But it keeps him on his toes, and it's you. So, he will learn. You were so hot for him a moment ago, then cold, now lukewarm with an apology. He can sense it all. Barreling through on lukewarm is his rule. He wants to breed you, and you wanted him, if only for a moment. A moment was enough to push him forward.

"Need mommy, he whispers with deep gravel. He slips two claws into the crotch of your wet panties. He felt you get wetter. The flush and heat from you made him so hard that he was premature knotting. Must knot in mommy, his mind repeated. Fuck, his instincts need to make you his forever. NEED TO KNOT, MOMMY!

You blush and spread yourself wider for him. You turn your head to the side, not looking at him. There are mixed signals, but looking back at him was the signal. You want him deep in you. Mommy wants to be bred. He undoes his zipper and shoves his aching leaking length all at once, your tight walls resisting him. You feel so good he can't help himself. Mommy screams but doesn't try to move from him even though it obviously hurts. He is buried hilt deep in his tight mommy's cunt.

"Sorry….sorry, m-m-mommy. Tight and wet, mommy," he manages to get out.

"It's ok. You are a good boy. You feel so good. It stings a little, but it's ok. Keep going, my big boy," you moan to him. That gets him excited all over again, lifting himself onto his elbows to keep from crushing you. You look down at his muscular front. His abs quiver and constrict as he works himself deeper in you. Your mouth water at the sight and feel of him. His wings quiver so rapidly that his cock is vibrating. You are captivated by the view of his wings flashing the white and black, spreading and closing, sending vibrations to your core. 

"Thank you, mommy," he hissed. His breath hitched in his throat as his wings beat harder. Tears stung your eyes. He felt big, stretching you and rough. You must wrap your arms around his neck to stay in place. He is so deep and big that it burns, stinging as he starts to rock his hips. Slow to savor the cute expressions and noises you make when he pumps into you.

"Faster, be a good boy. A little faster," you whimper. He can't say no to his precious mommy. You are tightening, sucking his cock back in. Fuck, your body needs to be knotted and claimed by him. Unable to control himself, he fucks you hard. Hips snapping to a blur as you scream and writhe. His instincts light up like fire.

Your lithe little body implores him to fill you. Wings are shaking, cock throbbing in you, his eyes hooded with lust, his pale skin flushed. He smiles greedily, giving you two sharp chirps before stroking deeper and faster. Rubbing your g-spot inside, his antennae caressing your cheeks and tickling.

His body pressed hard against yours, making your pants come out ragged, his hot breath fanning over your hair. You are distracted by the stones digging in your ass and back. Bucking at an even rough tempo, sending waves of pleasure over you. You can still feel the buzz of his wings on your clit, and he is quickly making your climax build at the top of a cresting wave of ecstasy.

"Good boy. So, good," you encourage him. He quickly bites off two of his middle claws and reaches down between the two of you. He stole the doctor's phone. He watched enough tv to know that cell phones hold everything. Some of the videos on it showed him how to play with that bundle of nerves.

"What the…Oh….ah..ah..ah…yesss," you moan, wrapping your legs around him. You feel his calloused fingertips rubbing your bud, and you almost come undone. You take such good care of him that he must show you how much he loves you. Your pussy squeezing, begging him to knot you. He feels feral as his hips start to stutter as he bucks his hips in a blur.

"Mine…. mine…mine….my mommy," he snarled, the damn of desire in him broke, making mommy one with him in his sweet release. A rush of blood to his knot makes him light-headed you feel so good. His seed is implanting deep in your pulsing channel, milking as he felt each passing spurt be pulled from him. He wanted to pump into you more. You babble in pain, writhing, toes curling and digging into his boney ass. You know he knots but was hoping to squirm away from him. You grit your teeth because you feel impossibly full. You scream and smack him while he grinds his knot in you. He hasn't stopped yet.

"No! Bad boy! Stop," You shout. He gently rubs your clit with intensity and yanks at his knot with a harsh grind. Growling as he feels you getting wetter and constricting on him. To him, it felt amazing, as you trembled under him and cried. He feels your crest on his length, cumming hard, bliss crashing over you, arching up to him.

"Oh FUCK! I-I-I just came so hard my whole body aches. You bad fucking boy," you whimper with no bite in your words. He pulls his hand away, covered in your juices. He licks you clean off his hand. He lifted enough to look at where you are connected. He can see a light twitching as his cock spurt more cum in you. His heart swells like the soft bulge he created. You look beautiful with him buried in you.

"Love, mommy," he purrs. He lays on top of you and bites your neck gently to keep you in place with his sharp teeth. Humming around your flesh for reassurance until his knot softens. You kiss him and play with his soft hair. He pulls from you with a wet lewd suction. It's not until later You are walking back to the house over a short flight you think you love him.

He wanted to star gaze with you before entering the invaded house. Wrapping his wings and arms around you, careful with his hands. It dawns on you that he could have easily killed you when fingering you. It makes you anxious. If you do find his family, will they protect him?

A small part of Shigaraki hopes there is a sesame street on how to be a good daddy. His father was not a good example. When they entered the house, Dr. Tanaka smelled annoyed.

"Yes. I understand. No, sir. I can't say. I don't know yet. Yep. I will inform her," she said, hanging up her cell phone and rubbing her temples. Taking a step towards them and then stumbling back, "I have some bad news. Holy fuck. You two reek of sex. It smells like an iguana tank."

Whatever the flat-chested female said upset his mommy. He flared at her, wings wide and threatening. Mommy yelled no, but she needed to be protected. In this, he knows better than her. The vet held up a can. He wanted to laugh at the foolishness. She sprayed him in the face. The response was immediate. He fell to the ground and rolled around, screeching.

"No. Bad Shigaraki," the vet said calmly.

"What did you do?" you asked. Shigaraki clung to your legs and rubbed his eyes against your dress.

"I used a bug repellant. Don't worry. I made sure it won't kill him. We need something to train him. I found my cell phone in his nest. Anyways, we are in a bit of trouble. Kai wants to see you right away. He found out I was shutting down my practice for a few years. He is way too curious about Shigaraki. I thought we could say it's a Liger or some shit. But you will have to see him. I'm sorry," Dr. Tanaka said.

When the burning stopped, he hissed at her, and she raised the can again and gave him a firm no. He hid behind mommy. You coddled him because he was being so sweet for a change. It hit him like lightning, he knows who the female reminds him of. He pointed a claw at her.

"Father," he rasped.

"I'll take it if that means he will stop trying to kill me," Dr. Tanaka said. You are biting your lip and trembling.

"What if I don't go?" you ask quietly. Tanaka shook her head with a grim expression.

"He will come here to kill all of us. You do not stand up, Kai. It will be ok. Kai is a germaphobe. Pretending to have a cold will delay him, but you pay the piper at some point. I promise you. Visit him, and we will never have to deal with him again. I will watch Shigaraki while you're gone," Tanaka says, watching Shigaraki cautiously sniff at her.

This one can teach him to be a father. He bumped his head against her arm quickly before running upstairs to hide from new father until mommy came to bed. He pulls out the cell phone and chirps.

It was easy taking it from his new father.

Chapter 3

[helenazbmrskai]

BAD BETA, SWEET BETA JHS (m)

Pairing – Beta! Hoseok x Reader

Genre – Werewolf AU, Smut, fluff, Beta Going Into Heat AU, Brother’s best friend AU

Summary – [Hoseok’s heat comes early while the pack tries to figure out what might have triggered it you reach a decision that will change not only yours but Hoseok’s life as well. ]

Warnings – heat sex, werewolf sex, big dick! hobi, sub!hobi, dom!reader, food play, finger sucking, lots of saliva and cum, clothed grinding, teasing, knotting, marking/biting, neck kisses, bondage (because in this series we like our men bound), cum play, breast play, belly bulge, creampies, pet play (hobi gets called puppy, pup and pet), cock riding, face sitting, masturbation (fem), fingering, dirty talk, oral (fem).

Word Count – (5,6k)

Author note. TMI but I’m on my period and now I realised that I wrote all three of these stories while being horny on my period xd so I guess I’m quite productive when it’s that time of the month. lol It takes place at the same time as bad alpha, sweet alpha but at a different location (wink-wink). So I finally finished the trilogy but I might make plus content for all the boys but(t)! thank you for reading and showing so much interest and love for the series!

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”I can smell iron on you.” You push your brother slightly away, his intrusive nose landing a little close to you for your comfort. A roll of your eye and a simple sentence is enough to get over the topic of your menstruation. This is one of the things you hate about having a wolf brother he can smell every change in you from a mile away. It was unnecessary for him to point it out if they ask you.

”Jeez thanks. I hope everyone heard in the house that it’s that time of the month.” Your brother gets almost afraid that if you roll your eyes at him one more time your eyes will stay at the back of your head forever. It wouldn’t be a huge loss.

He can’t really blame you for not being respectful you have no part in the wolf hierarchy since you were not born with the genes. It’s absolutely rare for women to become wolves when two alfa’s mate and conceive only sons would inherit the title and the other one is just like any other regular human born baby. You were never too jealous about your lack of wolf traits since your parents tried to treat you equally and they succeeded in loving you both just as much, wolf or no wolf.

Yoongi is pretty cute when he scrunches his nose whenever you let your tongue loose he would never admit it but he loves you even when you drive him crazy with your witty comebacks. It doesn’t phase anyone when they find you two bickering in the kitchen with two cups of hot coffee with steam coming from the edge of the cup warming both your hands. Everyone is here except for Hoseok and Taehyung and you look at your brother questioningly.

”Where’s Hobi?” Yoongi shrugs don’t really care about giving you an explanation. He’s just a sore loser because he couldn’t catch his mate on time. You almost died of laughter when he told you he just caught onto her scent but apparently she was in a hurry to be somewhere so she shoot him an apologetic smile right when the bus’s door closed on his nose. She lives in the next city so it’s not like she’s local. And She’s a wolf!

What a misfortune of events. He became quite grumpy that he had to miss his chance. You don’t blame him though finding your mate is a big deal of course he was disappointed.

”Up in his room but I wouldn’t go in. He started his heat yesterday. Kinda weird it’s pretty early.” You hum pretending to be met with great news when in reality you already know about his upcoming heat.

”Something probably triggered it. Or probably someone.” Jimin’s grin reminds you of a fox’s grin full of mischieve as he kinda already put two and two together. For a while, he had a suspicion that you and Hoseok hide something from the pack. You’re the daughter of two alphas but to speak the truth no one thought that you have a mate out there. Even your brother doesn’t have a clue that his best friend is your mate. Nearing the end of your period Hoseok’s body is getting ready to breed you when you’re the most fertile. You’re the one who triggered his heat to come a little earlier.

They usually use the cabin in the woods to wait for their heat to pass but because of the schedule change thanks to you the cabin is already occupied by Taehyung and he’s not alone if you can believe what Jungkook told you.

The others already packed their stuff to leave the wolf alone for this time and Yoongi is ready to use this opportunity to go over to the next town and hunt down his darling maybe that’s why he’s not overthinking that you decided to stay behind and check on Hoseok if he needs something to eat or drink.

Normally he’s very protective of you but thanks to him being over his head, singlehandedly thinking about only one thing you could save yourself the poor excuses that you would have to come up with to not arouse any suspicion in him. You two don’t plan on keeping it a secret forever just until you’re really sure if you’re truly who the moon goddess sent him to spend the rest of his life with. It’s a lot trickier to make sure the bond is there because you don’t have the inner wolf to confirm it. It makes your situation very unique. You can’t deny the emotions you feel for him and you don’t doubt that what you feel for him is true. You just come to the mutual decision that you try not to jump into things and instead do it the human way. Going on dates and exploring your natural chemistry without his wolf whispering in his ears and clouding his judgement no matter how hard it is for him.

Knowing how hard he fought against his instincts to not claim you when you first had sex, from that moment you knew that he was the one. Today is the day that you will tell him to claim you and later you will soon reveal that you’re together to the pack. They would sense the bond either way so no more hiding. When you woke up this morning you couldn’t contain your excitement that it will finally happen.

The room gets quiet as everyone leaves one by one as you prepare some fruits and a glass of water for Hoseok.

You kiss Yoongi on his cheek and tell him that everything will be fine with you here and that he should hurry to catch up with his love this time, you don’t really have to tell him twice as he gives you a gummy smile in turn.

Now that you’re alone you take a quick shower knowing how intense his heat will be you make sure to clean yourself and have something filling to eat because you won’t get away for a while if things get steamy. Thinking beforehand you pile a few snacks and bottles of water that you can leave nearby for easy fillings.

Stepping into his room your nose is filled with his strong scent mixed with sweat and something sweet in the air. His duvet is discarded to the leg of the bed the sheets are crumbled and used as he wriggles around in it to relieve some of the tension in his muscles but it’s hard when he can’t even think straight. Focusing on something else other than the arousal licking tight flames from his stomach up to his throat is out of the question. He’s so wound up he could cry from the relief that he momentarily gets from your comforting scent reaching his nose and filling up the space.

His length twitches when your scent slightly changes seeing him naked with his cock heavily resting against his stomach doesn’t help you keep your calm head around him. You want him just as much as he wants you. Your pulse quickens when he looks at you from under his slick bangs his eyes are so dark that they could swallow you up just like a black hole at the edge of the universe.

”Hmn- I’m so hungry.” You could almost not recognise his voice you never heard him talk with such deepness the tone makes you shiver as you bring the food you brought closer to him. Entranced by his natural beauty you move without thinking. Straddling his naked lap you pull the bowl full of fruit closer to you that you put down on the nightstand before climbing in bed with the big bad wolf. You inhale sharply when his nose bumps into the prodding vein in your neck stretching yourself to get a closer grip on the bowl you unknowingly presented yourself for him to sniff you to his heart's content. His hard cock rests against your bare thigh as you stretch to get some grapes before you settle down rewarding your lover’s patience with some well-deserved friction against the apex of your thigh. You have your white panties on that don’t let him slide against your wet cunt but he doesn’t mind the drag of the fabric over his sensitive tip either. His cock bumps to your clit purposefully and you have to bite back a moan, the grape in your hand gets slightly squashed that resulting in your fingers getting sticky with its juices. While your other hand grabs onto Hoseok’s muscular shoulder to steady yourself. You should focus on feeding him but it’s hard to concentrate when he impatiently grinds against you, you’re getting embarrassed how your panties stretch around your folds a dark patch clearly forming as Hoseok chases his pleasure.

Not letting the grapes go to waste you push your fingers into your mouth and you swirl your tongue over them until they are clean. Not expecting Hoseok to react to your innocent actions so strongly you loudly moan around your own fingers when his cock gives you a particularly hard grind that pushes your panties slightly off to the side some of your stickiness now gets smeared on your thighs as well.

”Feed me.” Your eyes snap back to Hoseok from watching the mess between your thighs your fingers leaving your mouth with your saliva all over the digits. You reach for more grapes and push your wet fingers against his lips. His mouth opens at the same time his eyes close in bliss. He chews the juicy fruit slowly and while waiting you trail your fingers over the seam of his lips until he swallows. You’re not caught off guard when he opens his mouth and takes your fingers inside, this time he sucks your digits with a loud moan and your panties get even wetter as his cock glides over the ruined fabric. It’s not just your own slick however as his beautifully pink tip oozes his precum that he rubs into your thin layer of underwear. It’s getting uncomfortable to wear it but you’re not ready to stop teasing. The moment you remove the last layer that separates him from you he would surely breach your opening and doesn’t stop until he reaches your warm depth.

He knows how deliciously tight your walls are and he’s dying to push his enlarged tip into your pussy and feel how your walls part just for him. You feed him some more grapes until your fingers are coated in his saliva. Hoseok whines when you remove your fingers from his mouth and trail down his throat and then stomach to reach the base of his cock. The impatient wolf bucks his hips into your touch as you feather lightly draw a few circles around the tip of his leaking cock. His precum sticks to your finger and you playfully close your lips around it and taste the salty substance. Now he’s getting pretty impatient he lowly growls in frustration and his gesture presents you the perfect opportunity to latch your mouth onto his neck and suck your bruises on both sides. He welcomes your bites by tilting his head even more back to give you unlimited access. The chains that hold his hands bound behind his back are rattling as he tries to grab onto you but is unable to.

Shows you his distress with a low whine that you hear loud and clear. Knowing what he wants you push yourself into him even more until there’s no more room for you to get closer. His skin is shearing hot but it doesn’t deter you from removing your shirt and pressing your naked breasts against his chest to feel more of his skin.

”A little more baby.” You mouth the words against his ear. One hand pushes more grapes into his mouth while the other is firmly placed on his throat to get him to swallow. He tries to resist you but you continue to feed him until you think it’s enough. Even though he doesn’t want to eat or drink right now, he wants to fuck you. He keeps whining and whimpering that you can’t understand. You can’t understand that he just wants to be inside you he will eat later or better he will eat you instead.

”If you eat a little more I’ll remove my panties. Does that sound fair baby?” Hoseok shakes his head. He wants it now not later.

”If you continue to be a bad pup I will just let you rut against my soaked panties and let you cum just like this. Do you want that, huh? I bet it would feel a lot better to cum inside me don’t you think? But only good pups get the privilege to cum inside this pussy.” You continue to taunt him rolling your hips against him to drive him absolutely crazy and it’s working because Hoseok only gets whinier shaking his head no. Hoseok is a beta he’s not particularly submissive or dominant but when you call him puppy he gets into this headspace where he wants you to take care of him. He gets so needy when he’s in heat that he could only think about you fucking him into the mattress. It might be considered a weird thought since wolves normally like to be at the giving end of it. He likes that too. He loves when you writhe under him fucking you until your legs are shaking around his waist but he wants that later. He has other priorities for now. For example, getting you to finally get that stupid white fabric off you so he could sink into your wet heaven.

”Give me. Hurry up- hmnn.” You shut him up with some blueberries they’re a little sour but he doesn’t care about the taste. His moan is approving as you kiss him hard. Finally feeling your tongue slip past his whine and intertwine with his wet muscle. Things are getting messy not just between your thighs as some of his drool rolls down the corner of his mouth with a blue tint in it thanks to the fruit. You lick it all up starting from his jaw until you explore his mouth again taking full control over the passionate kiss.

”No, don’t stop. Wanna taste more.” Hoseok doesn’t let you to pull away from the kiss. His teeth sink into your lower lip almost drawing blood but careful enough to not make you upset. You giggle between kisses until you could pull away for a few seconds to tell him why you try to end the kisses.

”How else would I be able to pull off my underwear?” The wolf perks up at that and lets you finally pull away fully. He’s eager his big doe eyes are watching you like you hold the key to the universe but on the other hand his cock twitches against his stomach wet with his precum that still rolls down his shaft.

”Baby, can I see it?” He’s asking so nicely how could you say no to that face. You tell him to fully roll onto his back even though his bound hands don’t make the position laying on his back too comfortable he doesn’t have a bone in him that would want to complain when you sit over his face. You part your folds with two of your fingers and your arousal clearly drips from your excited hole. Your other hand slips between your puffy folds and pinch your clit between two digits that make your body jolt upwards and your opening convulse around nothing. Two fingers travel down to your slit and without a word you sink two of them into your cunt stretching your walls.

Hoseok moans even louder like the stretch gives him more pleasure than for you as he watches you play with your pussy in a front row seat. He licks his lips expectantly wanting nothing more than to bury his face between your thighs. You only pump your fingers in and out for a couple of seconds before you pull them out and push your glistening fingers into his open mouth. He sucks them like he would treat your clit if you allow him. You know how good he is with his mouth but you think you’re turned on enough to leave it for another time. Maybe after he came inside you a couple of times.

Pleased with your wetness you push yourself down his body. Hoseok’s protest to let you wrap his lips around your cunt for a little dies on the tip of his tongue when you grab his cock to align it with your opening. Fuck he thinks that can wait for later. Even when you push only his tip to be inside, his body gets overwhelming pleasure from it.

Your mouth falls open as you lower yourself down more. Your lips mouth ’so big’ it makes Hoseok’s cock twitch in you and his lips quirk up into a boyish smirk. Hoseok startles you when he suddenly sits up the motion pushes more of him into you at once that you both let out a loud moan.

His mouth founds your perky buds and sucks showers your body with kisses everywhere until you get yourself seated on his cock entirely. His hips thrust up to make you move without having to put them into words the motion makes your clit grind against his skin which only makes your walls get tighter for him.

”Impatient pet can’t even wait for me to adjust.” Your wolf tries to shake his head. He’s not impatient on purpose. You just feel so incredible around him that he can’t help himself but want to fuck up into your tight cunt.

”I’ll be good! Please move.” He could easily just defy your grip on his hipbone but he sits still like a good boy. A good pet.

”I know you will. Good boys like you can cum whenever they want to. Fill me up all you want. I won’t stop until you give me everything you have.” You squeeze your walls around him to make a point hearing his sweet sounds is just a pleasurable bonus that you get.

You push him to lay flat don’t care if his arms will get sore as you watch him put up a show just for you. His lips are parted with every moan you get out of him with you bouncing on his cock. Half lidded lustful eyes can’t know what to focus on. If he should look at your boobs bouncing up and down with your movements or watch your face contort into pleasure as you ride his cock like there’s no tomorrow. Or he could look at where you two are connected how his length gets covered in more of your arousal or how he disappears in you and reappear as a cute little bump on your stomach. You can fit him so well even though he’s so big he could see his cock’s outline bulging reaching so deep. He massages your sweet point with his curved tip with each stroke.

He’s presented with so many options that he can hardly choose so he doesn’t. You’re so beautiful owning his cock like a true mate. You could do anything to him and he would thank you for it. Pressing your hips down you start grinding pushing his cock in you until you can’t decide where he starts and you end. The proximity allows you to kiss him and Hoseok reciprocates your advances like a hungry wolf. Your legs are getting tired so you opt to keep rolling your hips – still providing the delicious friction that both of you crave - the position helps you to move your grand plan into action as you bare your neck to him. He immediately moves his kisses downwards peppering your neck with lovebites but not the kind of bite that you’re after this time.

Hoseok barely feels his arms aching as they’re pushed against the bed by your bodyweight everything you do to him fills his body with so much pleasure that the pain turns into something amazing. You can tell that his fangs are elongated and ready to pierce through your skin but he holds back. You don’t want him to. Regaining your energy with a single task in hand is easy ok maybe two tasks as you want to make him cum and to get him to bite you. You’re determined to make him lose his mind to get him to the point where he would do anything you tell him without question. Acting as your dumb little fucked out pet.

Your wolf laying underneath you unaware of your intentions could only register that you’re now vigorously bouncing on his sensitive length as you want him to cum in two seconds. He feels like he could fucking do it. You feel so good and he’s so weak when it comes to you. Your tightness and how the wet squelches that your core lets out each time he goes in and out fill his ears, he wants to let go and cum.

Hoseok smacks his dry lips closed for a moment to gulp down the saliva in his mouth his drool is already on the sheets though. Feeling his nearing end he forces his eyes to open as wide as he could do and press out the words between heavy pants and moans of your name. You always loved how vocal he is, not afraid to tell you how good you feel.

”Can I cum? Hmn- ugh, fuck. Y-You said I can.” Your tongue slides over your front teeth before you decide on the answer. So sweet asking for your permission when you already said that he could cum whenever. Now’s the right time.

Tilting your head you sensually push your hair to the other side leaving your neck bare for his hungry eyes.

”You can cum if you will be a good wolf and bite me here.” You show him that specific part that werewolves use for mate marks and Hoseok swears his mind shortcircuits for a moment already forgotten what he asked just mere seconds ago. He can only focus on that inviting patch of skin and how good it will feel to just sink his fangs into it.

”I c-can do that.” Hoseok slowly licks his lips sounding so innocent and you would coo if you weren’t feeling his cock twitch repeatedly inside of you. He’s about to cum only needs a little push to go over the edge and that bite will surely give him that. Your moves are slow but reach deep Hoseok thrusts up into you every now and then while his eyes are completely fixed on your neck. You’re bending and moulding your bodies together like a perfectly fitting puzzle. Your skin comes closer and closer until you can feel his warm breath. His eyes are icy blue letting you know that it’s not Hoseok but rather his wolf taking control over this very important moment that will change your lives forever. You thought that you will be more nervous or even hesitant but now that the moment is here you can only feel love. You love this person with your whole heart and you’re ready to be fully his.

It’s not a question that he has been ready to be yours for a long time now. The anticipation is building in you as he cleans your skin just where he will sink his fangs into you. He waits and waits a bit more but not out of hesitation. You’re touched by the gesture but you’re so sure. You were never so sure about something in your life other than this. To show him that you won’t regret this you nuzzle into his neck biting down on the pleasantly warm skin. You know you can’t quite give him the same mark but for now it’s there. Your own mark on his skin taking what’s rightfully yours.

Your bite took the wolf by surprise pain and pleasure only blurred by a thin line. You even draw a few drops of blood. A possessive growl rips through his throat that you never heard from him before it’s the only warning you get before his teeth pierce your skin. You can hardly feel the sting as he fills you with his warm cum the base of his cock swelling to make sure not a single drop spills from you.

The icy blue eyes fade into your favourite shade of black as he licks away the blood and cleans up your mark. You can’t quite explain this feeling now that he claimed you there are no words to describe this feeling other than things snapping into place. Your heart is full of the love you feel for this man. He’s a part of you that you never thought was missing but now that it’s there you couldn’t imagine your life without him.

”Your eyes.” Hoseok looks at you with wonder his hand caresses your cheek. Deeply looking into his eyes you try to figure out what he means. What he sees.

”Your eyes are red, pretty.” Your eyes grow wider for a moment before you start giggling. Right. Red is the alpha’s colour. It seems like you do have some of those genes in you. You start kissing him everywhere. His nose, his brows, his cheeks and lastly his lips, those sweet lips. The corners turn up to give you a content smile.

The sweet moment is short lived however as you can feel his base deflating. Suddenly feel his cum gush out and the fat drops of sticky whites roll down to your buttcheeks. It’s kinda hot that marking you got such a strong reaction out of him.

”So much cum. Filled me up so well.” You smirk when he shyly looks away but it doesn’t take away the feeling of wetness, his cum leaks everywhere. He’s embarrassed that his cock twitches at your praise. There’s no way you didn’t feel it he’s still inside you. He already cum why is he feeling still rock hard in you? Hoseok is so embarrassed he can’t even make eye contact with you.

It’s pretty comical to see him acting shy after everything you two did already. You’re not phased at all.

You help him sit up and it seems like you’re contemplating something but then you decide it’s best if you get it over with. You get up onto your feet – a little wobbly but gets the job done – one hand pushing back the cum that tries to leak out, you slowly make your way to the other side of the room fetching the key to his wrists.

Hoseok watches you move around the room completely naked trying to keep his cum inside while you get the key. Embarrassing or not he has to admit that if his cock were not hard already after seeing that, it would be now.

Tossing the key on the bed you occupy your rightful seat on his cock again sinking all the way down with ease the grith of his length pushes out some of his cum that smears around your thighs but you don’t really care about that. All that matters is how good it feels to have him inside you again.

”You didn’t think I was done with you right? I told you I’ll get all of the cum that you can give me.”

He bobs his head up and down like a decorative puppy his cock twitching inside your core clearly feeling his excitement.

”Here baby, all free.” You rub his wrists sweetly kissing the red lines even though he can’t feel any pain from it. He would be surprised if he did with you sitting on his dick so prettily.

You don’t waste more time talking you have more important matters to attend to. Like. Riding your werewolf mate’s cock until he cums in you again. It was a good call to release his wrist you were already tired from riding him the first time as much as you like to be on top you enjoy some pillow princess moments. Hoseok quickly catches your intentions and flips you over to be under him. If you want more of his cum who he is to deny it from his pretty mate. Licking over your mark his thrusts pick up their pace chasing his pleasure as his heat is not quite over yet.

You might think that the second time he fills you up it will be less but oh you were so wrong. He has so much cum for you coating the insides of your pussy with his sticky cum smearing the drops that spill over your tits and stomach licking you clean.

You’re so sensitive down there filled up to the brim. He can’t decide what he wants more eat his cum out of you or push it back in and watch your belly bulge a little. You can’t say no to his puppy dog eyes as he closes his mouth around your enlarged clit sucking until your hole quivers and makes more of his cum leak out. More for him to clean up.

You’re entirely covered in his scent by the time he’s done with you and both of you are exhausted. A big smile ghosts over your features when Hoseok pulls you close and licks over your mate mark.

Hoseok is so happy even though he will probably need to face Yoongi’s wrath for keeping their relationship a secret.

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The first thing you feel when your eyes open is a tingling sensation from down there. Don’t know what it is but it’s good. You need a few more waking seconds to register the sounds of someone sloppily slurping something and then the pleasure that makes your toes curl. Lastly, you feel your lover's wet tongue explore your pussy – you don’t even remember how did you get so wet – your thoughts stop altogether when he sucks on your clit and push two of his fingers inside for good measure.

”Good morning baby.” You can’t believe it’s still the same Hoseok who got shy after sex. Now he’s greeting you like he’s not eating your pussy out like a five course meal. Your hand move on their own when he delivers a harsh suck and your hands pull his hair to have something to ground yourself with. You’re so close. You have no idea how long he has been between your legs before you woke but it doesn’t really matter as you’re about to cum all over your mate’s pretty face.

”Hmn, morning.” You greet him absentmindedly too consumed by the pleasure. It doesn’t take a second for you to forget what you even said. His chuckle vibrates through your sensitive pussy. He’s about to say something cocky seeing his smirk but you push his head back to work and he relents his smirk already wiped off his face as you pull on his hair the way you know he likes it.

”Be a good pet and make me cum on your tongue pretty wolf.” Hoseok nods – changing back to his natural role as his alpha wishes -  removing his fingers to fuck you with his tongue instead. He’s so good with it. The sounds of him slurping on your juices gives you a new high. You’re not the only one moaning as he moans your name every now and then into your folds kissing sucking and drinking you in.

It doesn’t take you long to let go and cum on his face. You’re so sensitive you pull on his hair hard when he tries to flick the tip of his tongue over your clit to make you squirm.

”Good beta bad beta. Waking me up with your head between my legs. Clean me up now pup look at the mess you made.” You push his head back - but don’t force him down - he goes back licking you like a good boy as you soothingly card your fingers through his hair. He’s so eager to clean up his mess.

Your legs feel like jelly after his heat passed your pussy feels worn out you’re surprised it was not too painful to come again. You should really clean up soon before everyone gets back. ”Come on baby I have to get up.”

Hoseok only whines when you try to pull him back by his hair gently he’s still lapping at your core collecting the last bits of your orgasm when you hear voices from downstairs. The voices grew louder so you are sure that by now they could all smell you. Fuck. You hope Yoongi is not back yet.

”Get decent and come the fuck down I’ll introduce you to my mate!” Good. Now that Yoongi is occupied he surely can’t smell your bond. Great.

”Oh, and don’t think I can’t smell that you two fucked! I’ll deal with you later!” You swear you try to take him seriously but it’s hard with your mate still laying between your legs resting his head on your thighs.

”We’re in deep shit you know that right?” You question Hoseok with a raised brow who looks too calm for the situation.

”If I die I die happily.” He grins at you and you can’t even get mad. He’s so cute.

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Thank you! ^w^

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Hahahaha, yeah, go ahead. It is a such a good title to not use after all XD

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Yyeeesss, by the end of the coma, Desmond’s body would have human-Isu-symbiote ‘genes’ because Leap had to use her own genes to act as superglue over the human and Isu genes that were starting to unravel. We can even make this Minerva’s endgame. Leap, on her own, cannot survive the power coming from the device. Desmond, on his own, cannot survive the power coming from the device. But if Desmond’s body had enough of Leap’s ‘genes’, that would save both of them because the composition is totally different.

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Nah, Leap gets to nom-nom on Abstergo goons in the Rome hideout but they’re not fully symbiote yet. Maybe we can make this similar to how Venom sprouts out tendrils that can be used to lash at people or wrap around them. Make it white and appearing from behind Desmond. If you want to keep Leap a secret, Desmond tells Lucy to cut the power because ‘darkness is our friend’ (Lucy thinks he’s talking to her in that ‘our’ but he actually means him and Leap). Making Lucy see Leap though would add a bit of drama because Lucy would stress that she won’t tell the Assassins. Then Desmond sees her email that talks about it and he and Leap would think she betrayed their trust (she did but she didn’t lie. She was telling the Templars, not the Assassins).

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Aw, man. Now, I’m just imagining Clay staying on Desmond’s shoulder with his little tendril wrapped around Desmond’s neck. Not enough to hurt or squeeze but just enough that he wouldn’t fall off even if Desmond starts freerunning.

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Ooooohh. Yeeesss. Minerva setting everything up as one last Hail Mary and the Minerva in the Temple wouldn’t even know that this had happened since she did everything after Desmond died. She couldn’t even check if she was successful. All she could do was… ‘believe’.

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Aaaww. I’m so happy to hear that. I love interacting with you and everyone who has left me asks. I will be honest. I rarely start interactions so my social awkwardness really appreciates how you guys talk to me first hahahaha XD

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Also… From @spiderrogue

Just imagine the new host for Clay is Shaun, it turns out like his karma for the "tests" in Desmond and an absolute nightmare for Rebecca and Lucy

You know what would be funny and tragic at the same time? Desmond didn’t give Clay to Shaun. He told Clay to get out of the Temple and hide. Don’t let anyone find him, even the Assassins. Because the trust between Desmond and the Assassins have taken a hit so badly after they learned of Leap’s existence but they weren’t going to let Clay burn alongside them but also can't trust the Assassins to take care of Clay as he was right now.

Clay was cool being burned since… well… he doesn’t really have such high hopes in his survival right now.

But then Desmond and Leap tell him to live on their behalf. Not just to survive but to live. So Clay does just that.

He hides and grows up, not knowing that Desmond and Leap had survived and were actually looking for him.

Then he hears rumors of a POE that can heal the body. He knows it’s the Shroud and he also knows that it can’t bring back the dead but…

Maybe…

Just maybe…

It could jumpstart his growth?

So he follows Shaun and Rebecca (and he had to be super careful when Galina joined them because she has an Eagle Vision) and…

The fight for the Shroud doesn’t go as plan.

Shaun is shot after killing Isabelle Ardent and Rebecca is knocked out. Galina makes the hard decision to leave Shaun behind and take Rebecca to safety after Shaun begs her to leave him and take Rebecca instead.

Violet da Costa had taken the Shroud and Clay knew he could catch up if he wanted to.

Instead…

He slithers towards Shaun as he bleeds out, making wheezing sounds as he tried to keep breathing even as he felt his life slowly slip away.

The last thing Shaun sees before his vision darkens is Clay and he goes, “Desmond?”

And he wakes up an hour later with the gunshot wound he took now stitched together in Clay’s own symbiote body.

And he learns that Clay had not just survived but he was now Clay’s host.

(Later on, Clay realizes that the thing impending his growth had always been because he had no host.)

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You know what would be fun as well?

Instead of messing up AC Syndicate and have Shaun as Clay’s host...

… Elijah becomes Clay’s host. And because he’s a Sage, that messes them both up and his symbiote suit looks more like an unstable writhing version of Scorn with the ability to fuse with both human and Isu tech (as a reference to Clay’s tech savvy and Aita being a scientist).

So i got a AC x Venom/Marvel crossover idea that ive been toying around with recently that i wanted to share:

So the reason that Symbiotes dont work so well with bonding is mostly the whole "We need to eat brains to live" thing clashes with most superhero morals, but Assassin's kill all the time so that could be a match made in heaven?

So, we could do this 2 ways: 1) is that desmond gets a symbiote when he and Lucy break out of Abstergo. Desmond stepped in some weird white and red goo, but with Lucy running ahead he couldnt really spare a thought to it. So, when he gets shoved in the trunk he gets to bond with the symbiote. Its a misfit just like him, completely alone in a world where you cant tell anyone who you truly are for fear of being discovered/abandoned/abused. So why not be misfits together? Desmond gets major flak for being such a chocolate addict, but hes losing hus mind over here so he gets his chocolate. He doesnt tell anyone about his friend until the templars show up and he and symbiote goes on an all you can eat buffe to everyones horror.

Or 2) where Desmond's body is recovered by Abstergo and during a containment breach a symbiote gets to his body and revives it(Isu bullshit FTW!) and goes on a rampage before dissapearing. Until Erudito gets a call on the emergency line from someone claiming to be Desmond.

Thoughts & Notes:

I imagine the symbiote to kinda look like Carnage & Anti-Venom, mainly being white with red details: his fingers are blood red that fade into black the closer to the hand you get until the black bleeds to the white in the middle of the fore-arms(the legs are the same). Instead of the spider symbol on the chest and back, he has the AC logo.

In option 1, idk what name would fit the symbiote, but in nr.2 id defo say they would name themselves Revenge for what Abstergo did to them.

Desmond would at first have issues eating people, but the symbiote does need it to live and if they stick to Templars and bad guys hes happy, so eh. Just make it a quick and clean kill, its the assassin way.

Idk how the others would really react really, but Bill would defintly go "This we can use, you are the perfect Assassin now", much to Desmonds frustration. Does Bill even see him as his son anymore?

Im all out of ideas now, what do you think? ^^

The origin of the Symbiote can be:

If we’re sticking to keep this as a Marvel/Venom/Spider-Man crossover, the Symbiote keeps its Marvel origin

If we’re keeping this contained into AC world, we can morph the Symbiote into a failed Isu experiment. In this route, the Symbiote could have been a failed plan to create an armor that can withstand the Solar Flare. It gained sentient due to some sort of Solar Flare-induced mechanical failure in its containment or lab and it spent centuries being alone until Abstergo got it.

Regardless of which route we choose, the idea would be: In Abstergo’s hands, it was studied and experimented on without realizing it was sentient which meant Abstergo was hurting it without realizing it.

This way the symbiote would have a reason to hate Abstergo and the Templar Order.

Or, you know, he could just like Desmond and be like “I like you so I’ll eat them.” kind of deal.

Another way that can be a combination of Way 1 & 2, Desmond got the symbiote when he returned to Rome to rescue Bill.

During the chase and ‘fight’ scene between Desmond and Cross, Cross could have accidentally shot the symbiote’s container and Desmond stepped on it in his mad dash to take down Cross as soon as possible.

The symbiote only started talking to him once he’s back in the Grand Temple and he believes it’s a more severe version of the Bleeding Effect first.

Actually…

Regardless of which Way we go for, Desmond wouldn’t immediately believe that he has a symbiote. He would cling to Lucy’s words that he’s hallucinating thanks to the Bleeding Effect and he would think the symbiote is more or less his mind trying to keep him sane by creating a weird sorta-not-sorta-shapeless being that seemed to be a mirror image of himself: completely alone in a world where he cannot tell anyone who he truly was for fear of being discovered, abandoned and/or abused.

The first time the symbiote would make itself known to everyone would be either from a battle with Abstergo (for Way 1 &2) or to actually protect Desmond from the device’s recoil because, while it cannot take the full brunt of the Solar Flare, the device’s recoil? Yeah, could totally do that.

Other Unorganized Notes:

I’m kinda imagining the Assassin insignia to start out more like ink blots with small veins stretched outward and the more Desmond and the symbiote ‘connect’, the more the Assassin insignia becomes clearer until the ink blots disappear but it’s an Assassin insignia that has small vein-shaped lines stretching outward.

I kinda like the idea that the symbiote’s name would be connected to either having an Assassin as its host or eagles in general. On the top of my head: Revenge (like you explained), Soar (which gives us a chance to make a lame joke of someone mishearing it as “Sore”), Flight, Leap, Hidden… or, you know, we can go for “Assassin” because no one can think of a better name or even “Bleed” because sometimes the symbiote suit looks like it’s bleeding and as a reference to the wrong idea they have that this might have been some kind of genetic mutation caused by the Bleeding Effect.

Shaun and Rebecca would freak out (Lucy too if we’re setting this in a timeline where the symbiote’s connection to Desmond made him stop before he stabbed Lucy) but they’d try to understand. Shaun would definitely be more on the side of poking it to see what it does because his self-preservation flipflop a lot while Rebecca is more worried about its effect on Desmond’s overall health in general.

Bill would definitely go “we can use this” the first time he heard of it then ask if Desmond’s alright later but, by then, the damage has been done. Even if Bill is genuine in his concern, Desmond don’t fucking care anymore.

The symbiote is the easiest way to stop Desmond’s Bleeding Episodes although it also likes to talk to his Bleeds. Altaïr finds it fascinating. Ezio is wary of it. Ratonhnhaké:ton just talks to it normally although there’s a hint of cautiousness in his tone.

It would be funny if the symbiote starts Bleeding Desmond’s ancestors once they reached a certain ‘connection level’ but instead of its personality being overwritten by the Bleed, it’s like the symbiote creates another ‘head’ to house the Bleed instead. This turns out to be the best way to keep Desmond from Bleeding but they can’t control who Bleeds, him or the symbiote… not yet anyway.

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The joy of rereading an au is like nothing else I swear your writing has the best reread quality of anything I’ve read and I am living for this addition to the superhero au

What happens when they meet again now that he knows? This must attract a lot of attention to Shiori now right? They liked each other at one point do they start having a relationship?????

Also how does he interact with the twins? I can imagine them being so unimpressed that it took him so long to realise. Does anyone point out that a captains children should be stronger?

Sorry for the amount of questions I would just love to see where this goes from here

Don’t apologize, I love that people are interested in hearing more about this AU!

Unfortunately, Shiori ends up bearing the brunt of the negative attention once the news comes out because fact of the matter is, it’s a lot easier to target a single, unwed mother with no rank and no social power than it is to target a captain and it really, really doesn’t help things that her kids are so “weak.” Because yeah, a lot of people do think that a captain’s kids should be stronger— and they blame the fact that they aren’t on Shiori (because clearly they aren’t inheriting their lack of talent from their father, so obviously it must be their mother’s inferior genes, right?). This, more than anything else, ends up being the reason the twins end up being like yeah no we gotta fake some improvement bc this just isn’t acceptable.

Neither Sayuri nor Sousuke predicted that Shiori would end up paying for their “incompetence.” Shunsui predicted some social backlash but, having no experience with any kind of scandal, also didn’t predict that Shiori would be the one attacked instead of him (say what you like about him, but he’s always taken care to treat women well. The idea of someone targeting a vulnerable woman specifically for her vulnerability is utterly repugnant to him). Shiori was the only person who fully expected that people would villainize her but didn’t bring it up bc she figured she could handle it and she didn’t want the others to worry/hide their relationship for her sake.

Besides, it isn’t like the rumors about her actually bother her much. People say it’s her fault her kids are so weak— well she knows exactly how powerful her kids are and even if they did really suck at fighting, she thinks judging someone for their inability to maim another person is next levels of stupid. People say she seduced the 8th division captain, that she took advantage of him— but like, she finds the idea of anyone “taking advantage” of Kyouraku Shunsui utterly laughable. They say she’s a whore and a gold digger, that she’s only after him for his money and power. She just takes that as more proof that they don’t know her at all

(Actually, she’s more offended on Shunsui’s behalf, at the implication that the only things he’s got going for him are money and power.)

“Honestly, the nerve of some people!” Shiori huffed, crumpling up a tabloid in one hand. “Have you seen what they’ve been saying about us?”

She looked clearly upset. Shunsui glanced at the paper in her hands, a rare glimmer of anger entering deep gray eyes.

“I’m sorry. I’ll put a stop to it,” he promised, a steely edge in his voice.

“It’s ridiculous. A million and one reasons why any woman would be lucky to be with you, and they think I’m after you because you’re rich?” She asked, outraged. “They act as if money and influence are the only things you can contribute. It’s insulting, really.”

“You’re offended…on my behalf?” There was an odd expression on his face.

“Of course! They call you an eligible bachelor but the only things they talk about are your family name, your rank, and your wealth,” Shiori said, waving the magazine around indignantly. “It’s like they can’t think of any other reason I’d want to be with you.”

Shunsui chuckled softly, wrapping his arms around her.

“Leave it to you to get upset by that, of all things. Not that I’m complaining, you’re adorable when you get all protective,” he said fondly, pressing his lips to the top of her head.

“But let’s return to what you were saying earlier, hmm? I believe you were saying there were a million and one reasons anyone would be lucky to have me?” He teased, enjoying the sudden redness in her cheeks. “I’d love to hear some of those reasons.”

(That particular tabloid was “mysteriously” shut down 2 hours later and the owner was found in a nearby bar, white as a sheet, downing shot after shot of the strongest liquor there. After that, people started getting the hint.)

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Baby's first vaccine

Anon asked: Hello! idk what to call you, sorry for that. Are you open for request? If you open, can I request for suna, kuroo, oikawa or anyone you want other than those three reaction to their babies get a vaccinations. yk how babies need to get their vaccine after they were born right or maybe when they were like a toddler (kind of like 6-14 months I guess. idk) . I wanna know their reactions, whether they will cry, upset or just normal when their babies got a shot. maybe perhaps add their mother in your headcanon reaction too. Hehe thank you!

Characters: timeskip! Oikawa Tooru, Suna Rintaro, Kuroo Tetsuro

authors.note: This is the req I was talking about I just find it so cute aaaa also I need to stop procrastinating and end up writing at 3 am. I need to get my sleeping schedule in check ASAP. Enjoy <3

TW: MENTIONS OF NEEDLES

OIKAWA Tooru, world renowned volleyball player and member of the argentina olympics volleyball team is bawling his eyes out on the pediatrician’s bed while holding your 6 and a half month old daughter. It is your baby’s first vaccine, of course both of you are scared and concerned about your little girl’s reaction but Tooru isn’t handling it well at all. He had begun sniffling even from before heading in, treating the chubby baby in his arms as if these were her final moments. Your little girl wasn’t even acting concerned when the needle pierced her skin, she was completely calm in her father’s arms holding onto his index finger like she always did when he was hugging her. Things changed however, when Tooru -after the shot was over- decided to open the tear ducts and smother his baby in kisses. “Oh how brave my little Princesa!!! She didn't even shed a tear!” And at that the waterworks began. You don’t know if it was her dad’s own tears, an aftershock of the vaccine or just the drama queen gene she got from your husband but now you have two crying children in your car.

SUNA was calm and collected during the appointment. He sat on the bed with his little boy in his lap, fingers tickling his sides in an attempt to distract him from the needle steadily entering his arm and pressing light kisses on his brunette little head whenever his brows furrowed. The nurse conducting the vaccine called him a trophy dad after he successfully kept his son from crying out. All Suna had to say was that his little boy was just built different. Once back in the car he asked you to drive, opting to sit in the back with his son still in his arms, rubbing small circles on the boy’s back more as a soothing mechanism for him rather than the child. “You okay there, Rin?” You saw him place a few kisses on your son’s brow before lulling him to sleep on his chest. “Just a little shaken up is all, nothing to worry about.” At the next stoplight you couldn’t help yourself from taking a pic through the rearview mirror.

KUROO is an interesting case. He is completely calm, daring even to subtly boast about his wife to the doctor who was too busy scribbling down the name of the vaccine to care about your husband’s shenanigans. He holds your daughter gently, letting her play with his tie while the nurse gets everything ready and even starts talking with her despite her only responses being baby gibberish. And you think that everything is going to go smoothly; your baby rarely cries even when she falls on her butt during play time so getting a shot won’t be that bad. You’re wrong. Kuroo blanches when the needle comes into view, jerking his knee in the process. His stress soon is picked up from your little girl who looks up at her father with scrunched up brows reaching out with her little hand to touch his face. He simply kisses her chubby palm before bracing both himself and her for the upcoming vaccine. The moment she begins to cry -and the needle is out of course- he is up bouncing her in his arms and kissing her cheeks saying what a good girl she was for the nice ladies. He manages to calm her down fairly quickly but then needs to take a second to calm himself as well. Almost faints for a moment.

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haikyuu boys and family

BOKUTO has felt like home ever since you first met him: like all those terrible romantic poems, 'i was lonely all my life until i met you.' but you envy him sometimes as well: not often, because you love him more than you're quite sure should be allowed. but it happens most when he calls his sisters, and they seem so close and its just your boyfriend laughing hysterically with his family at his kitchen table through an iphone and you have no reason at all to care about it but you do. and you're jealous. you don't call your family, and bokuto only asked why once. but bokuto is nothing if not determined: he wants it, wants it so bad. he wants to be your family. and he invites his sisters round for the first time and he's so nervous. and he's compensating with homemade ramen and extra big smiles but really as soon as they come in he's praying you'll get along. because he loves his sisters and he loves you and he just hopes. soon your kitchen table is covered in flower vases and playing cards and candles and the whole apartment is full of laughter and embarrassing childhood stories and the special kind of warmth you'd always felt was lacking before you met him. and when they've finally filtered out you whisper your thanks, pressed against his collarbone on the sofa. thank you, thank you for taking me home.

SAKUSA remembers his childhood home a little too well (but can he really call it that?). the still silence of a house not lived in, all the things that were left unsaid, because most of the time there wasn't anyone to say things to in the first place. and maybe kiyoomi was lonely, even if he never thought of it like that. motoya's house was where he went: every day after school, every christmas, every birthday, every time he was sad and every time he was happy: it was smaller, messier and far louder than the sakusa household. his aunt loved colour, and every surface was covered in soft rugs and framed art. everything had a story behind it, and he remembered the feeling that everything there just belonged. he remembered the feeling that he belonged. he didn't know who had decorated his house, but they must have been a fan of white and wipe clean surfaces. you weren't sure what you expected kiyoomi's apartment to look like the first time you went in it, the first time he let you in, but it wasn't like this. it wasn't so colourful, so....pretty. jewel tones and candles. but your stuff became integrated into the general decor fast: your pictures hung up in the hallway, accent walls painted in your favourite colours, kiyoomi looking beautiful and disheveled at the same time: hair all over the place and sage green smudged across his cheek. he delighted in all your plants: finding them little spots near the big windows and watering them every morning. and you delighted in his dry wit and unexpected warmth. the two of you fit: like puzzle pieces coming together, all "he is half my soul as the poets say". like every single strange, hidden part of you and him complimented each other perfectly: it was a good kind of family: sage green and burgundy.

SUNA can't remember ever being hugged by his parents. sir and ma'am, eyes down, don't antagonize them. everything about suna seemed to antagonize them though, and after a while he simply stopped caring. and after a while he found himself kicked out in the most respectable and fitting way his upstanding, respectable parents could manage without an upset. his dorm at inarizaki was the first space in his life that had ever been his; he hadn't been allowed to decorate his bedroom. so it quickly evolved into sanctuary. your dorm was his favourite though: and all through second year it was where he called home. for suna everything was special, and you hadn't been expecting that, though suna rintarou rarely conformed to what you were expecting. friends were round for dinner constantly, and in the laughter and warm companionship you saw that everyone had been wrong about suna. his genuine smiles were bright, and he lit up whenever he was with you. and you even thought that rintarou must be the kindest person you'd ever met. suna's confession is the scariest thing he's ever done, lacquered black nails digging into his palms, eyes down, voice quiet and carefully guarded like he'd taught it to be for all those years before i met you. but you fling yourself at him, and when he asks you how you know (because all the best people have trouble believing anyone could love them) you tell him that he feels like home. and then you're the first person to ever see suna cry.

OIKAWA feels like sometimes he doesn't know how to let himself have people, even though he wants them. he's scared, no, he's terrified of how he feels about you, he's terrified of having someone else. because his best friend is family, his rock, and he doesn't know how to handle how happy you make him. oikawa's mother understands him simultaneously worse than anyone whose ever talked to him and better than anyone whose not iwaizumi hajime. oikawa's father is very good at saying he'll show up to things. like birthdays. oikawa is never, ever late. when he's with you it's just like something in him relaxes, and he feels lighter. things are a bit more bearable, he feels a little more okay with himself, more gene kelly dancing in the rain. its like he's found someone exactly like him, but somehow better: everything is worth sharing, everything is worth saying. oikawa makes you feel like that too, because you really are the same person, he makes you feel loved. in a way that's deep, deeper than what you've felt before, everything makes you want to smile giddily, because you're constantly wondering how someone cares that much about you. it feels warm. oikawa thinks that thats what family is, that warmth. the way that all his life he's felt like he's running for something he can never quite catch, and then he met you. and he feels limitless.