#i don't think she's a big fan of the bandage though

[someonesomewheredown]

She had to get her blood drawn because she's an old lady now 😭

[Image ID: A black and white cat with yellow eyes sitting on the floor. She has a red bandage wrapped around one of her back legs and is sticking it out at an odd angle because of it. She is looking slightly towards the left at something out of view from the camera. /End ID]

[yooneunhay]

Essence of the Feathered Heart

【ＣＨＡＰＴＥＲ　ＴＷＯ】

𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨; (eventually) ot8ateez x hybridbird!reader

𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨; human!seonghwa (ft; human!hongjoong, suprisehybrid!idol) x hybridbird!reader

𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙧𝙚; angst, a bit of fluff

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𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐨𝐯

i had only been in this adoption center for a day. the staff tried to feed me but i refused. how could i eat with all that just happened to me? i was unwillingly dragged out of my home, put into an adoption center, and not to mention just a couple of hours ago before being dragged out my house, i was shot. the staff did help my wound and wrap my wing in bandages but they had to strap me down for it. even though i had hurt one of the staff in the process, she still was so kind to me. i couldn't understand it.

knock knock

i was sitting with my legs up to my chest and my head laying in my knees, leaning against the wall, when the kind staff lady knocked on my room door and walked in, closing the door behind her. she had a plate of food in her hand, i just watched her as she set the plate on the desk in the corner. the room i was in was a normal room, all white with a bed in the corner and a desk with a chair in the other corner. there was a big window in the front of the room where people could see in. like at a normal animal adoption center. then next to the big window was the door. there was also one more thing about the room. another window. much smaller than the first, with a curtain over it. the curtain was on my side but the first time i moved it, thinking it was a window to the outdoors, there was another curtain on the other side of the glass window.

"must be another room for hybrids.."

the staff lady came over to me. she bent down to my level on the floor. she reached her hand out, and pet me. she was petting the top of my head. i didn't feel anything towards it when she pet me. it's not like i'm a cat i'm not going to purr..but the action was nice, i felt relaxed.

"you're still hurt," she spoke "you need to eat something."

she smiled at me beofre getting up and leaving the room. i wasn't really all that hungry, it had been awhile since i last ate though. i got up after a few minutes of sitting on the floor next to the wall and went to the desk where the food was. i sat down and began to eat. i was almost down with my food when i heard a knocking noise. it wasn't from the door though. i turned around looking at the other wall where the smaller window was. on the other side was another person. a hybrid, smiling at me and waving.

"hi! i like your wings!" the other hybrid said.

my wings twitched at his compliment, and a slight smile spread across my face at seeing his bright smile. the kind of smile you can't help but find calming and heart fluttering. i left my food on the desk and walked slowly over the window with the hybrid on the other side.

"i'm Felix!" he said with a bright smile.

"Y/N" i said back.

he motioned for me to come closer to the window. i walked closer. i noticed his ears first, they were a pretty brown color with white spots on them. he had small antlers that were a big constrast from his beautiful white, almost angel like, hair. he seemed to be a deer hybrid. more specifically a sika deer. i for some reason felt the need to protect him. he seemed so pure..but he was an orange code, why?

"i like that name! how did you get here?" he asked.

"they found my home in the forest..if you don't mind me asking, why are you an orange code? you dont seem at all aggressive." i responded.

he paused and thought for a moment, as if he was deciding if he should tell me.

"my owner sent me here. gave me away. she said she didn't want me anymore.." his smiled faded a bit. "she told the staff i was aggressive so i was put here." he put his head down for a few seconds just to lift it back up and have his bright smile on his face again. "but that's fine! i wasn't the biggest fan of her anyway."

i felt bad. having a owner you think loves you, just for them to give you back to where they find you. i could relate to how im sure he was feeling when it all happened. it was similar to how my family treated me. they acted like they loved me when my grandpa was around, until he passed then they kicked me out.

"i'm sorry to hear that..Felix."

i felt like i should've given him a hug or some sort of comfort. the only thing i could do was give him a smile hoping that would cheer him up in some way.

knock knock

i turned towards the door as a staff member came in. it wasn't the nice lady so my other wing that wasn't bandaged immediately opened to make myself appear bigger as a sort of defense mechanism.

"calm down birdy, there's someone who wants to meet you."

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𝐬𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐰𝐚'𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐯

"are you still thinking about that hybrid?"

Hongjoong asked, snapping me out of my daze.

"you've been just staring at the t.v for 7 minutes.."

i looked over to him in the kitchen as he was washing the dishes. the truth is i was still thinking about that hybrid. i wanted to see them again, give them a better life. i think my feelings were clear on my face as Hongjoong stopped doing the dishes and came over to me at the table.

"Seonghwa, if you really think adopting this hybrid will help them, then you should go see them. try getting to know them. see if they would even want to be adopted."

Hongjoong grabbed my hand and rubbed the back of it with his thumb. all i could do was smile at him and nod slightly. how would the others react when they found out i was thinking of adopting another hybrid? Jongho is very possessive, i'm sure he wouldn't like it. Wooyoung likes meeting new people and hybrids but they're usually intimidated by his energy. San, even though he's the kindest hybrid ever, isn't the best at making friends. his larger frame tends to make others scared of him.

sigh

"maybe i should.." i said in response to Hongjoong. he smiled at me.

"i'll go prepare some food for you take." he said while getting up and walking back into the kitchen.

i couldn't help but smile at Hongjoong as he walked away. maybe i was thinking too much into it but sometimes i couldn't understand how i got so lucky to have such a amazing life with someone who loves me and hybrids who love me just the same. hopefully meeting this hybrid, they would be able to get that same love.

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hiii !! tysm for reading ! sorry seonghwas pov wasnt as long as the readers :(( i couldn't think of much for his pov ><

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[normal-internet-user]

Same thing (I don't know if the last one said 'x reader' or '& reader', but the difference is platonic versus romantic, as an fyi)

Rottmnt & female!reader where Y/N has the sort of big-sis presence April has, but she basically adopts everyone she meets, and her thing is to give them nicknames that relate to something they do or reminds her of them (and she gets mad if anyone else uses them). Torts kinda short-circuit the first time she refers to them by the given nicknames, and she doesn't even realize (but when she does, she kinda blows it off)

~Can be Raph x reader also because he would absolutely melt at a s/o as protective over his brothers as he is~

This is definitely not because I often see Raph angst and think "Nooo bubby it's ok!"

Or Donnie is Tinker. Cuz he likes tinkering

Mickey is also bubby but also lil'Mike

Leo is Baby Blue

Don't bully me this is my head it controls me I don't control it

~🌺👸

This is INCREDIBLE Anon! Don't worry, I'm working on your other asks, but this one CALLED to me! (I did make it romantic with Raph, because he is my favorite boy 😌.)

RISE BOYS WITH A BIG-SIS READER.

Leo:

Leo adores you.

He loves spending time with you,

And it's kinda a competition between him and Donnie to see who can keep your attention.

Raph is winning by default though.

Leo loves that even though you're like a big sister,

You nowhere near as over bearing as Raph.

But he knows you still worry,

So he trys to tone it down a bit.

He gets so genuinly happy when you laugh at his jokes.

Like he will literally, hug you everytime you laugh.

Without fail it makes his day.

As for his nickname,

He's totally not a supporter.

At least that's what he tells everyone.

"Hey, Baby Blue, help me with these boxes, will ya?"

*Dramatic sigh*

Leo goes to you for advice on things he doesn't want the others to know.

Like if he's nervous about how they'll react to something,

He'll go to you.

Because you don't judge.

You just listen, and once he's done talking,

You'll tell him what you think, and how to go about the situation.

Leo loves you, and the second you stepped into their lives, he dubbed you, "Big Sis (Name)."

Donnie:

Donnie likes having you around.

At first he was kinda apprehensive,

But the minute you took on the role of older sister, his vision kinda changed.

He enjoys spending as much time with you as possible.

Mostly because of how good you are at listening.

Never, not once, have you ever interrupted his rambling, or explainations.

You just sit there, and wait untill he's done to ask questions.

And he loves that.

That's another reason why you're the first to see a newly finished project.

Because every single time, you wait for him to stop talking,

Then you tell him how cool it is, and how proud you are, and ask questions about it.

Ngl,

The first time this happened, he teared up.

But don't worry, they were happy tears.

As for his nickname,

He is not a fan,

He will scoff everytime.

"There you are Tinkerbell! I thought I lost ya."

"Scoff!"

You didn't think I meant an actual scoff did you?

Lol.

You have to try and keep Donnie from doing stupid stuff to test his inventions.

And if you aren't there to prevent the stupidity,

You're always there to bandage him up, and scold him.

But he doesn't mind, he knows it's just because you care.

Mikey:

Mikey absolutly loves you.

Whenever you come to visit,

He'll stop whatever he's doing to give you a hug.

Doesn't matter what it is he's doing,

You will get that hug.

His favorite thing is drawing you pictures.

You have so many, you can barely see your wallpaper anymore.

But who cares?

You probably have the best decorated room in all of New York thanks to those drawings.

Mikey LOVES his nickname.

It makes him feel special.

"Where's my Little Dumpling!"

"That's me! I'm her Little Dumpling!"

Mikey does his best to impress you,

He just wants to make you proud.

So he likes to show off when your around,

And it scares the crap out of you.

Just make sure you don't turn your back for to long,

Because he will accidentally hurt himself.

You have pretty much taken on the role of mother around Mikey.

Raph:

The second, Raph met you he was whipped.

Poor boy short circuted for like a full 5 minutes.

He loves how much you care for his brothers like their your own family.

He thinks it's amazing that someone else can love them like he does.

If they ever stress him out,

He'll talk to you about it because he knows you can relate.

The two of you are pretty much parents to three extremely chaotic children.

Raph loves that you give everyone nicknames,

He thinks it's cute.

He loves his nickname,

And he gives you one of your own.

"Big Red! come help me look for my backpack, I lost it!"

"Sure thing Cutie Pie!"

Raph invites you over as often as possible.

Movie nights,

Just some regular old quality time,

Anything he can do to have you over.

He just loves spending time with you.

You two are always trying keep the younger ones from accidentaly killing themselves.

And it is not an easy feat.

But hey,

You two are trying your best.

.........................................

There you go Anon! I hope I wrote this to your liking. It's kinda rushed, but I personally love it.

[sammylbir]

Rewriting Akane Owari

Heya.

Akane is often not very liked, because of her flat character and her existing solely for fan service. A friend of mine complained about that, so...here's how I'd rewrite Akane Owari. Note: This is my own personal idea, and you don't have to agree with it. Live and let live, k? Great! Let's begin!

Appearance:

Give her some muscles! I am not expecting a built extreme like Sakura's, but give her a bit of mass while still keeping it lean. Also, make her wear more boyish clothing, like hoodies and workout outfits, which are a bit dirty since she often gets into fights, trains a lot and because she has no table manners. Also, a few minor injuries and bandages are wrapped around her body, to further showcase her rough nature. She's also of mixed racially, but more dark skinned than in canon.

Personality:

Okay, I wouldn't change that much per se. But I would tone down her aggression a bit and make her more street smart, knowing the streets like the back of her hand. She is also much more motherly of sorts, often acting as a big mom in the group (even though she herself is quite immature most of the time). But when push comes to shove, she can be quite serious. She also doesn't like it, when people do racist jokes.

Past:

Here I will make a few minor adjustments. Akane did take tons of degrading jobs like in canon, to take care of her siblings and thanks to this, she is actually having nightmares of those jobs in the past and ever since she became a gymnast, she left those horrible jobs behind. She also worked for some criminal gangs, as a muscle of sorts and debt collector, in order to bring extra money. Akane herself doesn't like doing that stuff, but she does it to provide for her family, since her mom cares more about getting boyfriend after boyfriend, rather than providing for her family. Which is why, she has a rough relationship with her mother to begin with.

She wants to get enough money from gymnastics to be financially stable enough, to give her siblings and herself, a better overall life.

Other Funfacts:

-She's not sure bout her sexuality, but I don't think she cares much about it.

-She secretly likes plushies and cute stuff, even though its something you shouldn't ask her about, unless you want to get a knuckle sandwich.

-Akane was at one point considered to be the right-hand woman to a crime boss, but she rejected that offer.

-She loves video games.

-She knows a bit of italian and loves watching cooking shows, in her freetime.

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That's it! I hope you liked that post and how I rewrote Akane. Likes and reblogs are appreciated! See ya!

[haruniki]

Halloween with CSM Characters

(Makima, Power, Kobeni)

a/n: hi sorry for falling off the face of the earth repetitively. I haven't really been wanting to write lately, college and work are draining me badly rip

Makima

Finds the holiday interesting, but hasn't celebrated it before

Makima only begins celebrating it when you mention how much you love the holiday or how you love specific things about the holiday

Likes going to see Halloween films or horror short films with you, loves it even more when you cling to her during the scary parts

Also doesn't mind walking through a pumpkin patch with you

However, it's very unlikely that you'll be craving a pumpkin with her. Makima would much rather buy decorations that her dogs wouldn't try to eat.

On the topic of her dogs, she finds pumpkin spice dog treats that she brings home for them to try.

Dresses up with you! If you wanna do matching costumes she's all for it. Makima even suggests a few, she seems to have liked the Doctor and Patient costume idea quite a bit.

If you want to hand out treats on Halloween day then it's not very likely she'll help. Maybe every once in a while when someone comes knocking, but probably not answering the door. Makima often scares the children at the door when she opens it, though i suppose you both don't have to worry abt going back out to buy more candy when they drop their candy bags at the door.

Makima's favorite candy is.. Salt water Taffy.

"I think you'd make quite the treat wrapped up in bandages..Perhaps, I should wrap you up a bit. You're quite clumsy."

Power

A literal menace to society during Halloween

Finds out what Halloween pranks are and loves the idea of TPing or tyrowing eggs at someone's house

Didn't know there was a holiday where you could demand treats or face the wrath of the Almighty Power

Buys Meowy a costume to wear and and takes the cat trick or treating with her

Doesn't care about matching costumes and most likely changes her mind like 5 different times as to what she wants to dress up as.

Don't bring her to a pumpkin patch, she's banned from most of them and almost destroys the pumpkin craving it

Power also thinks it's dumb to hand out candy when you both should be taking as much free candy as you both candy

Ever heard the saying it's as easy as taking candy from a baby? Let's just say Power made a lot of kids cry Halloween day.

Power's favorite candy is.. surprisingly Now or Laters

"HAHAHAHAHA, HAND OVER THY TREATS HUMAN! I SHALL RULE HALLOWEEN VICTORIOUS!!"

Kobeni

Actually a really big fan of the holiday

Despite her being rather anxious and scared easily, Kobeni really enjoys Halloween.

Loves decorating her apartment with cute decorations.

Doesn't watch horror movies, but she does watch movies like Hocus Pocus or Halloweentown.

Spends loads of time in the Halloween sections in stores. You almost have to pull Kobeni away before she spends all her money on Halloween themed items.

Loves pumpkin patches. Kobeni thinks they're cute and she likes to dress up a bit when she goes.

Craves pumpkins with such skill. Loves making and craving out cute designs

Gets shy in regards to matching costumes, in the end she asks if you both can go as witches for Halloween.

Loves handing out candy to the kids who come by. Giving out heaping handfuls of candy, so you both might have to go out for more a couple of times.

Kobeni's favorite candy is.. Dots

"Your..Your costume looks so nice and.. oh! yours too! Uhhh....i love the glitter on your prin..princess dress! "

[jaxthejester]

i’d love some ianthony hurt/comfort fics where one of them gets hurt or injured by someone on set and the other gets all caring and protective!! bonus points for including the other smosh cast members too hehe thanks so much!!

im not a huge ianthony fan, but i tried! sorry its short 😭

Ianthony- A Big, Big Mess on Our Hands Tonight

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"So, Eat It or Yeet It, Ianthony Edition, ey? Sounds great!" Anthony proclaimed.

"Yeah! I'm so ready to fuck ALL this shit up!" Ian chuckled. Garrett looked at the two men with a glint of nervousness in his eye.

"I, uh, hope you know not all of these dishes are going to be bad, right?" he asked. Both Ian and Anthony's faces fell.

"Well damn."

The cooking went off without a hitch, even with Ian and Anthony fucking around, still overjoyed to have the other back. Garrett took most of the actual cooking, while the other two did the prep.

Soon, it was time to shoot the episode. A chorus of "Eat It or Yeet It!" rang out.

"Hello and welcome to a very special Eat It or Yeet It-" Courtney began, pausing momentarily. "I say that every time, don't I?" they asked aloud.

"Anyway! I have reason to say it on this fine evening- it's the Ianthony episode!" Cheers came from the table as Ian and Anthony both smiled to the Garrett cam. "Here are the rules!" Courtney said for the edit.

"Garrett wouldn't let us torment you guys... that much." Ian commented. Spencer, on of the contestants, rolled his eyes.

"Don't make me threaten to kill myself again." Spencer sighed. Ian chuckled.

"No promises!"

The first few rounds went as well as any Eat It or Yeet It does- Damien got some weird pasta dish that everyone else refused to taste, Tommy got a plain ass tortilla, Angela got a vegemite donut, and Spencer got an overcooked pizza in a "My Favorite Pizza Place" box.

Issues arose when the big bite came out. Anthony had pitched a dish to be served on fire for the big bite, and Garrett helped him prepare a cherries jubilee flambé.

Anthony had worked a deal with Courtney prior, ensuring Anthony could light the dish himself.

"When this dish is presented, make sure nobody is near it! We wouldn't want an accident..." Garrett had warned. Anthony had mumbled an acknowledgement.

The five people sitting around the table made small talk as the last round was being prepped.

"I can't believe I got the big bite AGAIN." Shayne groaned, head resting on his forearm to ensure no cheating.

"My brother in christ, you didn't even try to hit the bell." Spencer retorted.

"I do think hitting the bell is a vital part of the game..." Tommy added.

"I know! I was the one who pitched this show, dammit!" Shayne snapped in false anger.

"Ohhh, I'm Shayne!! I pitched this show because I like the pain I go through!" Angela mocked.

"Holy shit, are there two Shaynes here?!" Damien joked.

"Okay losers, it's time! Open your eyes!" Courtney called out. Everyone did as they asked, but instead of Courtney, Anthony stood in the center, revealing the dish.

"Five...?" The count started. Anthony pulled out a pocket lighter to flambé the dish.

"Four..." With two clicks, the lighter lit, and Anthony put the flame to the dish.

"Three..." It caught instantly, blue flames climbing the dish.

"Two...!" The flames climbed higher than Anthony inticipated, though, and it made contact with his hand.

"FUCK-" Anthony yelled, quickly yanking his hand back.

"Oh my god, cut, someone get a medic!" the director called.

Anthony would blame the adrenaline, but events after that were a blur. The medic showed up and walked him through the proceedures. It was nothing more than a small first degree burn, but it still hurt like a bitch.

As the medic finished up bandaging Anthony's hand, Ian walked into the room. "Anthony, are... are you okay?" he asked.

Anthony looked to the medic. "Yeah, he'll be fine. Just be careful around the area." she smiled. "Take care now." And she left, leaving Anthony and Ian alone.

"That's... good." Ian said, running a hand through his hair.

"Yep. I've had worse, anyway. I was a teenager once, you know." Anthony joked. Ian didn't laugh, and shifted his weight.

"I was worried. About you."

Oh. Anthony felt a pang in his heart. He walked over to Ian, bringing the other into a hug.

"I'm sorry. I'm okay, I promise."

Ian smiled. "I'm glad."

[willowser]

today i am thinking about. like. soulmate/arranged marriage au with bakugou.

it's common to get married once you find your pre-destined other half, bc there isn't anyone else out there for you, anyway, and it takes a little while for you and him to come across one another. late twenties even, and by this time, you're both so sure you're defective and that it will never happen and have given up completely on ever knowing what love is.

(you — a painfully average human being — having to be pried from your car after a minor accident. by pro-hero dynamight. and he touches you and you touch him and an oven timer goes off in your head. some box is checked deep inside your heart. both of you, at the exact same time, think: oh. it's you.

and then you're left standing at an intersection, awkwardly staring at one another as you're swarmed by media and fans and the other driver of the car, who is demanding all your insurance information.)

your wedding night is — boring; you sleep with your back to one another and don't say much beyond half-hearted conversation. he looks angry or deep in thought 99% of the time, frowning, and even though you knew that from seeing him on tv for years, it's more intimidating up close and in your face.

dynamight — bakugou — is gone a lot of the time, with work, leaving you alone in his nice three-bedroom more often than not. it's comforting almost, because you don't particularly feel anything for this man and you're allowed to expand in his space without being under his metallic gaze, making it your own as you please.

it's not unusual for you to fall asleep without him in a big, empty bed, untouched and unbothered — though he doesn't do either even when he's in it. he keeps his distance and you want him to, for now at least; you kissed once during the ceremony and a handful of times after that, when it felt right: after he made you dinner, two weeks into your marriage; when he got in from dubai after being gone for 12 days; you met kirishima and ashido recently — finally, they said — and he'd surprised you in the garage afterwards, leaning a little more into it than he typically does, though you think his two, small glasses of something amber and sweet at dinner might have helped with that.

not this morning though. because you'd been more than half asleep and hadn't even noticed him all night and therefore weren't even prepared to say goodbye. a hand at on your shoulder, maybe, before he left and then —

and then mina called. to tell you what happened. what hospital. how bad it was.

"he's uh—" you're blank, voice lost under the chatter of the emergency room, blinking at the receptionist in surprise. all the beeping and the squeak of shoes across the linoleum, the hurried instruction and calls for clear! are making you — "bakugou, he's uh—katsuki is—"

you're feeling a lot of things, and nothing, all at once. mostly regret, furious with yourself at the simple fact that you didn't even wake up properly to tell him goodbye, to have a nice day, that you never do. it's been almost half a year and you haven't even called him by his first name to his face, haven't given him permission to call you by yours. he's never seen you naked and you've been too scared to know if you even wanted him to.

you've been complacent in the distance and now it's getting further and further, as a machine flatlines just down the hall.

"my wife,"

when you turn, katsuki's standing across the lobby, peeking out from a room that's much quieter, that looks less intense. half of his face is bandaged up and his arm is in a sling, but — he looks —

"she's my wife," he croaks again, and mina appears, too, cringing under the heated glare he gives her. "told you 'm fine."

you feel a lot of things, all at once, but when he fixes you with his sleepy, half-lidded gaze, blinking soft and slow and gentle, you think: oh. of course it's you.

[cammys-imagines24]

•Vi NSFW Alphabet•

A = Aftercare (What they're like after sex) It usually feels like a casual bonding moment between you two. After hours of passion which often leads to you with a hoarse voice and sore body, Vi views this as the time to be soft and sweet. She'll massage your body, tell you how good you were for her, shower you with kisses and pull you into a safe embrace.

B = Body Part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partners) She's always been a fan of her arms and now even more so knowing that her partner is turned on by them. She'll definitely go sleeveless or just wear a bra around you when you're alone. She loves her strength, how she can pick you up and take you in her arms. How easy it is to maneuver your body to have her way with you. She's an ass woman, I think. And, it doesn't matter what size of ass you have, she loves to grab it and paw at it. Though she is partial to your thighs. She could spend all day between your legs and she has. She loves touching them and giving your inner thighs some hickeys too.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum... basically I'm a disgusting person) She doesn't have a preference as to where she cums on you, she just likes it to be on some part of your body. Either your fingers, mouth, etc. And, after you do go down on her she is quick to pull you into a kiss, feeling her wetness on your mouth. As for you, she loves to taste you. She laps at your dripping pussy like a dog.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) Vi doesn't really have a dirty secret but something that really turns her on is when you re-wrap the bandages around her arms. When you are methodical with the gauze and sometimes you shower her calloused hands with kisses. You even occasionally put her fingers in your mouth and suck on them. It makes her positively weak to see her fingers in your pretty mouth, your saliva dripping down them. She blushes and thinks such dirty things in that moment.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they're doing?) The pinkette has no experience. She was a virgin when you met on account of spending so many years in prison since she was in her teens. But, just because she was inexperienced doesn't mean she isn't skilled. She is the most eager, enthusiastic lover who will do anything to make you weak in the knees.

F = Favorite Position (This goes without saying, will probably include a visual) Any in which she can see your face. Loves it when you ride her thigh and desperately try to rub yourself off on her skin. Hell, ride her abs too, she adores that as well. Mainly though, her favorite spot is between your legs when you're sitting on her face. Her calloused hands holding you down on her mouth, her grip on your thighs strong enough to leave bruises. The view of your bouncing tits and face contorted in pleasure heavenly to her.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment or are they humorous, etc) Vi isn't necessarily goofy in the moment but she does make you laugh on occasion. Mainly because in the heat of things she tends to get overwhelmed. She wants her hands everywhere, okay. She says things like, "I don't know where to start, cupcake." and she gets such a giddy look like a kid in a candy store. Her sheer enthusiasm and excitement makes you giggle.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc) She doesn't shave her underarms. As for the rest, I can never see her wanting to go totally bare down there, just because it's alot of work to maintain it. She trims it, that's it. But, if you really prefer it bare, she would do anything to make you happy. Though you like her with hair down there since it's pink as well and adorable.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect) Vi is incredibly intimate with you. She always has to be touching you and is big on PDA. Subtle touches and loving caresses. She hugs and kisses you with unparalleled passion. She just feels so damn lucky to have someone who wants her and who loves her.

J = Jack off (Masturbation headcanon) She really hates having sex with herself. She just doesn't like the loneliness of it. She was in solitary confinement for so long and it just brings up memories of the times she masturbated alone, just to kill some time and because she was frustrated. She only does it now when she's away from you for awhile and when she does it, her thoughts are consumed by you. She will only masturbate with images of you filling her mind.

K = Kink (How kinky are they?) Size kink, probably. She likes being stronger than you and able to pin you up against the wall if she wants. A dom most of the time but also can be a switch. Praise kink, receiving or giving. Loves overstimulating you. Also, she secretly loves whenever your nails end up scratching her back or you leave hickeys on her. She wears the marks you give her like a badge of pride.

L = Location (Favorite place to get it on) Vi prefers the bedroom or anywhere that she can be sure no one will interrupt you two. She doesn't really like the idea of anyplace too public because she never wants someone to run into you and her when you're both exposed and in a vulnerable position. She would also hate to have anyone see you naked, that's for her eyes only, just as her body is only for you.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going) Ummm, this misfit is horny all the time. She has been in prison for years and was deprived of human touch. The only people who did want to get close to her were there just to fight her and try to beat her up. When she's with the one she loves she doesn't need any enticing to get it on. She wants to have sex with you 24/7.

N = No (Something they wouldn't do, turn offs) Anything that hurts you. She is aware that in the heat of the moment she sometimes thinks with her body instead of with her head so she is very careful not to act too brash. She's known to punch a hole through the wall and break the headboard in the heat of things. Also, she hates anything that degrades you. Even when she's talking dirty to you she'll never call you demeaning names. (And, goes without saying but she won't share you either)

O = Oral (Preference in giving and receiving, skill, etc) Have you seen her eat that sloppy street food? Yeah, that's how she eats you out. Loves giving. Will have her head between your legs all day, everyday. Like she's suffering from dehydration and you're her water. That being said, when you're going down on her she actually blushes a little. Just the sight of you between her legs, her hands tangled in your hair, her panting and so, so needy... Her having no patience and begging you to put your tongue where she really needs it as you continue to tease... It makes the pinkette damn near lose her mind.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? Etc) A daily tossup, really. Sometimes she wants to explore your body with such reverence that the whole act is so slow and sensuous. Other times she will hoist you over her shoulder and throw you onto the bed with no regard for anything but tearing your clothes off. It all depends on how she's feeling.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc) Hell yeah, Vi will do quickies. She can and will get into your pants anytime you wish. Before she has to fight someone she'll often ask to have her way with you before going. Or, if she's upset by something, you are the best thing to release some pent up feelings onto. Or, let's face it, whenever you turn her on, which is damn near always.

R = Risk (Are they up to experiment, do they take risks, etc) The pinkette is open to taking any risks you want, within reasons, in the comforts of the bedroom. She just wants to please you so much and she loves seeing any new reactions she can get out of you.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go, how long do they last?) Have you seen this woman? Have you seen how relentless and strong she is when she fights? She's an absolute powerhouse so what do you think that combined with her insane sex drive leads to? If you let her she will have sex with you every hour on the hour. She can go infinite rounds and you're always the one who taps out first.

T = Toys (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On their partner or on themselves?) She has a love/hate relationship with them. On the one hand she knows they're useful and sometimes pretty important yet vice versa she almost gets jealous from toys. She wants to make you feel good with only her body. She wants it to just be her. Her mouth, her fingers, her body that's getting you off. And, since it is always her and since she's so damn eager to please you don't need toys at all. They're purely if you two are feeling like trying something new.

U = Unfair (How much do they like to tease?) An utter tease. Vi loves to make you suffer. Since this whole sex thing is more new to her she just loves seeing your reactions to things she does so she plays with you all the time. Touching you in new ways, toying with your nipples and pussy, edging you. She acts so coy, too. Asking you with such a shit eating grin to use your words and tell her what you want her to do. Don't worry though, she can't handle denying you for long. As relentless as she can be with teasing, she loves pleasing you too much to refuse.

V = Volume (How loud are they, what sounds do they make?) She can be pretty vocal, especially when she isn't topping you. When you take control you can get her so, so whiny and needy for you. Her voice rasping as she begs for you to touch her, her whimpering and breathy as she says your name over and over again. As for you, she will be making you as vocal as possible. You will be screaming her name until you lose your voice and she loves it.

W = Wild Card (Something unexpected) Not really unexpected since it frequently occurs but... Vi borderline loathes how much she likes it when you take charge in the bedroom but damn does it turn her on. She doesn't like feeling so defenseless, completely at your mercy but also you're so attractive when you play with her all too willing body. She's a power bottom who will grow so sexually frustrated when you edge her on and tease her. Just imagine how sexy her whiny voice is...

X = X-Ray (Let's see what's going on in their pants)

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?) Anything and everything about you turns her on but especially if she sees a bit of your body. Like, say you're stretching and your shirt rises up a bit, revealing your midriff or say it's hot out and you're wearing shorts and she gets a nice view of your ass, she will pounce on you. Basically she yearns for you all the time and you can turn her on so easily.

Z = Zzz's (How quickly do they fall asleep afterwards?) There's nothing more comforting to Vi than being in a cozy, warm bed and with you in her arms. Since she's used to a cells cold, springy cot, anything but that feels like heaven so she dozes off pretty fast. All she needs is the feeling of your body next to hers and then it's a quick trip off to dreamland.

[hxpelessnurse]

Mikan silently watched as Sonia collected their items and paid for them. Despite her graceful demeanour, Mikan could tell Sonia was rather overjoyed to pay. She wondered if the Princess had ever paid for anything for herself before arriving at Hope's Peak. Probably not. Which made the small gesture of offering to pay for their treats all the more endearing to Mikan. She let the smile on her lips spread as they made their way to a nearby table and sat down.

"I-It would make me feel b-better about receiving y-your help today," Mikan mumbled, taking one of the cups of tea in her hands and gently blowing the steam rising from the cup. She lifted the tea to her lips and took a small sip.

"I m-may be a bit clumsy," - an understatement - "B-but when it comes to cooking and m-medical procedures, I'm quite steady with my hands," She explained. "I learned to c-cook from an early age... My Grandmother taught me at first, but then I t-taught myself after she passed since I w-was left alone a lot."

Mikan wasn't about to protest Sonia's cooking skills - she didn't expect a princess to know how to cook anyway. Even so, now that Sonia had a little more freedom from the strict rules of aristocracy, Mikan found it surprising that the girl had no intention to at least attempt to learn, despite her previous mistakes. It wasn't really Mikan's business to pry though so she didn't mention it.

"Plums? Like... the ones they m-make plum wine and pickles with?" She asked, slightly confused. "I'll keep that in m-mind! I'm n-not a big fan of bitter tastes... I know it's rather healthy for you, but bitter melon is the w-worst."

Mikan took a small bite of her pastry, savouring the taste as she contemplated what she should make for their lunches. She'd need to stop by the grocery store before heading back to her dorm for the night. The cashier might look at her strangely when seeing her bruised and bandaged face, but Mikan was determined and wouldn't let it get to her.

"I don't think I've ever had Christmas cake," Mikan thought aloud. "The ones they sell in st-stores always seem so expensive, and I c-couldn't be bothered to make my own when it's only me who w-would be eating it."

Sonia had politely waved Mikan off with a smile even before she registered she was doing it. It was automatic, the sort of gesture she used to dismiss complaints and worries because she felt empowered to do anything. At home, at least for most problems she could consider 'small,' she could. It was the bigger, important things: happiness, love, the push-pull between royal duty and personal indulgence, that Sonia felt utterly powerless in. There were too many people around her who asserted they knew what she needed better: to want, to have, to be. What they and Novoselic needed reigned supreme, and if that contrasted what Sonia wanted, desire often had to lay down its sword in favor of necessity.

Well, not today at least: this time, she just desired a melon pan, a cup of tea, and conversation with a friend. Nothing that could reflect badly on her kingdom, save for the fact she was passing up the opportunity to indulge in chocolate. Novoselic did provide confectionery and baking chocolate to the school at a discounted rate due to Sonia's attendance.

"But I do not mind at all!" She reassured her as they approached the display of snacks. Mostly bought and prepackaged elsewhere, but there were a few offerings made by the more culinary-focused Main Course students. Still, after an unfortunate event involving Teruteru's cooking and Hiyoko's meddling, few students seemed to choose the Ultimate Chef's snacks. "I say there is no limit on how we might help each other, provided it does not cause personal detriment. And as you can see, I am in good spirits whilst in your company. So please, allow me to treat you today!"

Not as if there was a chance to stop her. Sonia had already arranged for two freshly-brewed teas and two melon pans on a single tray, bringing it to the cashier as it rang up her purchases. Even now, with so many months into her school year at Hope's Peak, she couldn't hide her excitement due to the sounds and motions of the cash register. Or the indescribable feeling of self-sufficiency when she opened her wallet and, instead of notes to be memorized or emergency contacts, she had real cash and coins that she was able to hand over, to pay for something herself. No card, no secretary or assistant or security detail discreetly passing over payment for Princess Sonia's purchases.

Mikan might have been having a bad day, but it was bliss for her. Her friend's bullying and anguish aside.

"Oh, you do not owe me a thing," Sonia beamed as she carried their tray (also fun! she hardly ever got to do so for anyone else) to a table for two by the windows. Even if the sun was beginning to set and it would be dark soon, it was still a pleasant place to sit, far away from the kitchen and the rush behind swinging doors to get ready for dinner. "But I would be very happy to try some of your cooking! I think it is a great honor when someone cooks for someone else, if only because I am rather lacking in those skills. I do try, it is just..."

A complete disaster, each and every time. The look on her face said it all: Sonia wasn't often ashamed of herself, but her complete ineptitude at normal, daily chores, from cooking to cleaning to discovering what 'dry clean only' meant.

"It is best for everyone involved that I do not cook," She finally decided. It was the kindest way she could put it without self-sabotage. Sonia opened her package of melon pan, freeing it from its cellophane. It was enough to bring a smile back to her face. Tearing off a reasonable bite-sized piece, she considered Mikan's question. "And it may be a bit silly, but I do not care for plums. Sour plums especially, but all of them do not sit well in my mouth. There is no medical problem with them, I just do not care for their taste and texture. It makes the seasonal plum pudding at Christmas an unpleasant experience. But I do not think you have that here in Japan? It is strawberry vanilla cake, is it not? For Christmas?"

[savage-rhi]

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Leon knew better than to approach Ada on the subject of injury. The woman was way too stubborn, even compared to him. However, Ada had been limping for quite some time now. Even though she had bandaged and took the necessary precautions to make sure she hadn't been infected, Leon wasn't so sure if she was alright. Let alone if he could keep his mouth shut further.

When Ada nearly tripped over some debris, that's when the coil snapped. Leon quickly went to her aid, attempting to help her up as she dismissed him.

"Leon, I got this."

"You could've fallen on your bad leg then we'd be in more trouble. I don't want--"

"Leon," Ada sighed as she composed herself. Her hardened gaze fixated on his blue eyes as he shyly looked away from her. "You're being a big baby. I know you mean well, and I can handle myself. Maybe you should focus on yourself for a change and not me. It must be so tiring having to play the hero and not be appreciated for it."

Leon let out an irritable sigh, hearing Ada snicker before she pressed on. Of course she had to mix in something callous with her sincerity. It was practically her signature move. Pretending she didn't give a damn about anyone but herself. Nonetheless, Leon had to admit she struck a nerve. The hero remark. It was something he had been rummaging about as of late. Feeling tired of being the one to get called upon when shit hit the fan.

"I know you only act this way because you're scared shitless of intimacy." Leon muttered as he caught up with Ada. He kept his eyes focused on the path, ignoring the playful glance she sent him.

"Afraid of intimacy? I guess our little rendezvous at the hotel last month didn't count for anything. If I remember correctly, you were--"

"Enough," Leon faced her, grabbing Ada by the shoulder as he glared. He watched as the playful look to her features softened. Her face becoming neutral as it dawned on her that he was serious. Truly serious.

"No more bullshit. Not now. Not when I'm worried about you though you think it's some act." Leon murmured. The ferocity in his tone didn't go unnoticed by Ada as she let out a startled sigh. Her right hand reaching up Leon's and pushing him off her shoulder.

There was a defeated look in her eyes as she gestured with her head. "In that case, will you carry me for a while?"

Leon closed his eyes, nodding as he felt his anger begin to dissipate. He wasted no time picking her up into his embrace. One arm balancing her feet while the other cradled her upper back.

Leon wasn't certain how much longer he could put up with this, but being able to care for Ada when she was hurt gave him hope. Hope that maybe they could have something normal in the future.

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[writingintheshadowsforever]

Not Who You Think I Am Part 4

Summary: You make a few changes to your deal with Fisk while Kate plans a long and overdue date night

"No more tracksuits" You said crossing your arms over your chest

Wilson Fisk didn't answer you immediately instead he kept his relaxed position leaning back in his chair. He acted like he didn't have a care in the world. When oddly it was him who sent you a text around nine this morning demanding your presence. He said he wanted to discuss a serious matter. You figured it had something to do with most of Tracksuit Mafia being arrested two days ago.

Being true to her word Kate had called the cops and gave them the location to the warehouse. You knew it wouldn't take long for Fisk to get word of it, and decided that you wanted some peace before the storm. So you acted as if nothing had happened and enjoyed a lazy day in bed with Kate.

After everything that had went down she wasn't too keen without letting you out of her sight. The next day either so you didn't protest when she asked that you tag along with her to Bishop Security. Even though her mother had attempted to freeze her out of the company. The board of the advisors were able to pull some strings, and prevent Eleanor from forcing her daughter out of the job. While no at the company was a huge fan of Eleanor and her ties to the criminal world. They loved Kate and she was good at her job, and it was still a family business. The two days without having to worry illegal shipment of weapons, drugs, and who knows what else. While also trying to keep your identity from your vigilante girlfriend were blissful and went by way too fast.

But the two days away from all the chaos did give you sometime to clear your head and really think. Leading you to come to one conclusion the remainder of the Tracksuit mafia had to go. Which is the first thing you wanted to discuss with the big boss.

Finally after just sitting there in silence Fisk leaned forward in his chair folding his hands together on top of his desk. "Now why would I agree to that?" He asked his face nor his voice showing any signs of emotion.

You let out a sigh "if you don't I will walk."

The veins in his hands became visible as he flexed his hands. "We had a deal y/n or did you forget? You lead the Tracksuits as they finish handling all business affairs I had with them, and only after that do I leave you alone for good. It would not be wise for you to go back on your word with me. You don't need me to tell what would happen if you did."

You took a deep breath and slowly released it doing your best to keep your cool. Your hand was itching to pull your sword free, and just bully him into your new terms. But he was a business man so you would just negotiate. "Your Tracksuits are idiots no offense Fisk" you told him taking a seat in one of the chairs. "They got caught because of their own stupidity."

"I heard they got caught because you aided Kate Bishop in her escape. After they managed to successfully capture her and were planning to finally dispose of her properly."

It took everything in you not to reach across the desk to punch him. For some reason he had no bodyguards in this room with him, maybe he thought you weren't a threat. It would be his mistake. "Kate Bishop is practically an Avenger now, and just because they don't seem like the unified threat. They were before some of died fighting Thanos, some decided to explore space, and the others scattered. That doesn't mean they aren't still keeping tabs on each other. Do you really want to fall on their radar in your current condition? I thought that's why you wanted all of this handled in discreet."

Fisk looked as if he wanted to argue but you had a made the perfect point. His vision still hadn't returned to him even though the doctors promised. The damage done to his brain which was causing the blindness wasn't permanent, and eventually his eyesight should recover. The bandage wrapped around his head covering his eyes was the indicator of the injury, and why he was still in hiding. "Fine you make a good point but still if she insists on interfering in my affairs-

He couldn't see it but he definitely felt the breeze of your sword being whipped from the scabbard, and the tip of it resting on his neck. He stopped talking and swallowed hard. "What are you doing?"

"Making myself clear I can handle Kate Bishop and I will finish the job, but if I get to ride solo from now on. Your little lackeys are holding me back, and I don't need a babysitter. I know you don't trust me Fisk and I get it, because I don't trust either. But we don't need to trust each other to get this done. I'm on your only life line here to get this done, and you won't give me any peace until the job is complete. So let's just trust those two reasons are enough and neither will betray the other."

Fisk gave you a small nod to show his agreement, and you pulled your sword away to sheath it. "I'm glad we understand each other now."

"Just one more thing y/n"

You were getting ready to leave but paused with your hand on the doorknob. You looked over your shoulder at him, and even though his eyes were covered. He still managed to have a murderous expression. "If you fail me I will take away everything and everyone you care about, and leave you alive to suffer with the knowledge you caused it."

"I understand" You told him through gritted teeth before leaving the office. Not caring to hear his response.

Home

The apartment was a thirty minute drive away from Fisk's location, but you were so anxious to have Kate back in your sights. After Wilson's threat you made the drive in ten minutes, and while there might be some traffic tickets in the mail for you. A week or so from now it was all worth it when you walked into your shared apartment, and found Kate whipping up some breakfast with music playing in the background. She shook her hips to rhythm of the song while flipping pancakes into the air. And not just any pancakes but dinosaur shaped ones. Your favorite type of pancakes.

When she first found out about the joy that any animal or monster shaped pancakes brought you. She teased you about it but would always make them on a special occasion or whenever you were down. And even though Kate never said it you knew she was obsessed with the way your eyes would light up, and how giddy your behavior came. It was like you were a little kid instead an adult in her early twenties working at a dojo.

Even after the tense meeting with Fisk you still couldn't fight that feeling either. All of your worries were washed away as you ran up behind Kate and wrapped your arms around her middle. She let out a squeal as you planted sloppy kisses all of her cheek, and her neck scrunched up. When you trailed down knowing the kisses would get leave a ticklish trail.

"he-hey c-cut it ou-out y/n before I burn the pancakes" Kate giggled

"I love you Katie-bear you know that right." You replied pulling away to let her focus.

"Yes I know and I love you too and I plan on showing you just how much today."

You let her take all the pancakes out and stack them on a plate before turning her around in your arms. She wounded her arms around your neck in return and leaned in for a real kiss.

"I'm sorry I left without saying anything this morning had to handle some business at the dojo." You said when the kiss was finally broken.

"Its okay I hope the business was canceling any scheduled appointments. You belong to me today."

"Oh I do now" You teased with a raised eyebrow.

"Yeah I hope so I mean I feel like I've been neglecting you lat-"

You cut her off with a peck. "It hasn't been just you Kate I haven't exactly been girlfriend of the year lately either."

"Well find then we both owe each other so today you're mine for all the epic plans I made for us" she asked again.

"Okay but after pancakes right" You asked with a childlike expression as your attention turned to the plate.

"You're not going to wait for the bacon or eggs" Kate asked with a grin.

You shook your head breaking out of her embrace and grabbing the plate off the counter. With no hesitation you took a Stegosaurus pancake in your hand and proceeded to take a huge bite out of it. There was a unexpected chocolatey taste to it that melted in your mouth, and made you do a little jump. "You put chocolate chips in these."

Kate nodded watching withe glee as you scarfed the pancake down. "Hey make sure you save me some pancake monster."

"No way too delicious to share."

"I cooked them" she exclaimed.

You shrugged and took off running as Kate gave chase. In the end you did indeed end up sharing once she tackled you onto the couch. Somehow you managed to keep the pancakes from falling over, but it made it easier for her to wrestle you onto your stomach to pin you. Kate snatched the plate away from you, but did feed you your equal share. Afterwards she told you to dress in something casual and meet her outside.

You threw on some blue jeans, a white shirt with one of her purple sweatshirts, and some white sneakers. It was common practice for the two of you steal each other's clothes. So Kate didn't mind at all and had taken one of your jackets already. The date started with a car ride to an ice skating rink. Even though it wasn't really her thing you were a pro at it, and loved to do it. Because she was so busy taking down the Tracksuit Mafia during Christmas. Kate missed the tradition where you and her would go iceskating in Times Square, and this was before you were aware of everything. So you were genuinely upset with her.

"You know you didn't have to make up for not going with me last year right. I forgave you" You reminded her.

"I know but I wanted too plus I thought maybe you could show me some moves?" Kate explained holding a pair of ice skates of her own.

The smile on your face got even wider, and you gave her nod. Once both of you were suited up you wasted no time in pulling her out onto the sheet of ice. Kate immediately wrapped her arms around your neck insisting for you not to let go. You didn't and thirty minutes later y'all were skating side by side holding hands and laughing.

Everything went right that day after the rink Kate took you by an archery range. This time she was the one teaching you something, and even though you didn't hit the bullseye. You didn't mind having her arms constantly around you showing how to hold the bow and aim. Next on her list was a doggy date with Lucky in the park he ran around free. While the two of you just sat on the bench and watched until he made the two of you get up, and take turns throwing a frisbee. A delivery guy brought food from a restaurant both of you loved, and you ate at lunch table. The day came to an end at a jewelry store and this stop really caught you off guard. So much you hesitated even when Kate beckoned you forward.

"Kate you promised me no super expensive jewelry. I can't exactly return the favor" You protested.

Kate let out a exasperated sigh. "Its not super expensive I promise just come look at it before turning it down please."

You gave in letting her lead you inside. There was a row of display cases on the right side filled with diamond rings, diamond studs, and diamond necklaces. In the lobby part was some single displays that held some more fancy pieces. You gawked at the sight of them and also the price

"It isn't one of those" Kate reassured you taking your hand to lead you over to a well-dressed man. "It came in today right?"

"Yes Ms.Bishop the necklace did and I hope it doesn't disappoint." He said pulling out a long black box, and opened the top.

In it was a heart charm necklace with tiny amethyst stones embedded in the heart, and a sliver arrow shooting through. It had simple silver chain.

"Its perfect and my payment went through online already" she confirmed.

The man nodded pushing it towards her. "Its all yours."

"Great thanks Ben." Kate stuffed the necklace in her jacket pocket, and led you out of the store. You were slightly confused but stayed quiet as y'all began walking back home. One of your neighbors were waiting outside for you. A nice elderly lady two doors down from y'all. She would dog sit Lucky from time to time when both of you got caught up with work.

"She's going to take Lucky up" Kate explained. "I got one more thing to show you."

"Katie you're making it really hard for me to outdo on the next date" You complained.

"Come on you love how competitive I can be" she snorted leading you to back of the building.

The two of you went in through a back door that led to some stairs. Even though you didn't really feel like climbing ten flight of stairs. When she made a game out of it seeing who could reach the top first. You were game beating her by pinning her to the wall on the sixth flight, and distracting her with a heated make out session. When you pulled away and dashed the rest of the way. She was still leaning back against the wall in flustered state.

The sight at the top of the run made you stop though and revel in its beauty. The sun was just starting to set and mixed in with all of the other tall buildings was a ray of colors. There was a blanket laid out right in the middle, and a few seconds later. Kate was nudging you in its direction revealing her true intentions. The two of you ended up on resting on the blanket with your head using her stomach as a pillow. One of her hands played with her hair while other held one of your hands.

"This was the perfect day thank you for that" You whispered knowing she would hear.

"You deserved it and it was needed. I've been thinking a lot about that night you came home. All worried about losing me and stuff" She felt your body stiffened. "It just made me realize y/n that I couldn't handle losing you either. This my sound corny but you're my home and without you I would surely be lost."

You pulled yourself up into a sitting position at those words to gaze back at her. Your heart pounding in your chest as she did the same while digging the necklace out. "I got you this to kinda represent that you know the arrow will always guide me back home to your heart. If that makes any sense I'm pretty sure its som-" Her rambling was cut off as you leaned over to press your lips to hers. She returned the kiss with just as much passion while still managing too hook the necklace around your neck. After that her hands cupped your face as you moved in closer to press feverish kiss along her jaw and neck.

"I love you Katie and you have been my home since day one. When I met you and nothing will ever tear us apart I promise" You swore in between kisses.

She guided your lips back to hers for another lip lock before pulling back to look you in the eyes. "I don't know if you don't finish what you started in the stairwell. I might be inclined to disagree babygirl." A moan slipped from your throat as you pushed her back onto the blanket.

There was only one last wish left on your lips but you kept it to yourself. You wanted this moment to last forever, but moments like this were so rare and few.

Not to mention perfect and nothing so perfect could last forever, but gosh did you wish for it every night.

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[waywardtakami]

- don't leave me

✦pairing: hawks x gn!reader

✦c/w: language, slight mha manga spoilers, 16+ only , angst

✦a/n: hello!! I'm very excited about this fic, it's my first gn one! It's been sitting in my wips for so long and I'm finally happy with it. hopefully people will still read this without there being smut. thank you! <3

✦summary: hawks gets hurt during a mission...

✦w/c: 2k

Keigo had left you again to fight in another mission. He had only been gone for a few days, but you wished he was with you instead. You missed him so much. He hadn't been physically by your side in so long, causing your heart to ache again. Times like these were practically torture. Waking up without him by your side was agonizing, but you were used to it.

His job was all-consuming and you knew him being away for large amounts of time would affect you when you committed yourself to this relationship. There was a constant worry for his life and maybe a little for your own. 

You and Kei decided to keep your relationship as private as possible so no one would go after you. He didn't want anyone to kidnap or hurt you. 

Even though his musk scent was flooded throughout your shared home, you still tried distracting yourself the best you could.

After making your favorite food, you plopped onto the couch and turned on the TV to try and take your mind off him. 

As the TV flickered on, your boyfriend's face flashed across the screen. A gruff voice played over what was being shown. You assumed it was just something about his stats or a recent interview per usual. It didn't help the feeling in your heart subside by seeing him.

You changed the channel, again and again. But every channel had been taken over by the same broadcast. You eventually fixated and listened.

Your heart dropped.

Hawks had been accused of murder. 

"Murder...?" you mumbled to yourself. "No..he...what?" Your heart was beating so fast it felt like it was about to thump out of your chest. You were stuck in a pool of emotions of confusion and immense shock, it was like your head was on fire. 

Dabi...one of the League of Villain members was behind this. All the information you received was from Keigo's colleagues and the media. 

Keigo had been hurt bad...real bad.

The fact that you couldn't do anything about it had you overwhelmed and panicked. When you finally found out which hospital he was brought to through FatGum, you drove yourself there.

Of course he was brought to one one of the furthest ones from where you guys lived. On top of that, traffic was horrendous. With everything that had gone down, the citizens of the city were frantic and trying to get home to their families.

Your hands and entire body practically trembled while driving. Your eyes pricked with tears at the thought of Keigo's wounded state. "He's fine he's fine he's FINE!" You kept telling yourself over and over. 

When you made it to the hospital, there was a large number of people in the waiting room. The sounds of people clamoring in and trying to get a room were deafening. You hurried over to the front desk. 

"Hello Ma'am I need to see Hawks, he should be here." She wouldn't let you in his room. You wanted to see him, no you needed to see him. You started crying, pleading, begging for her to let you go in his room. But the front desk lady apologized and insisted he needed to rest and isn't accepting visitors. 

You knew it was really because she probably thought you were just some fan of his. Or maybe even a reporter trying to sneak in photos. But no, you were his baby, his life, and they weren't going to let you in.

"I'M HIS DAMN PARTNER FOR GOD SAKES!" You yell while slamming your fist against the counter. You didn't realize how much impact you put into your fist until you felt pain in your hand. The waiting room goes almost quiet and heads turn to look at you. You glance back to see all the faces turned to you. 

Your voice softens from embarrassment. "Please...just let me see him." Your fist still against the counter looking at the nurse with tears streaming down your face. 

She stands up and moves closer, "I'm so sorry, I believe you…" She slides a clip board with a few papers attached. "...but we can't let you in just yet he's still recovering from his injuries, he needs to rest right now. Please fill these out while you wait." She looks back up with you with a faint smile. She really does believe you. She can see it in your eyes, the pain, she understood.

You release your hand, and pick up the clipboard. Looking at her on the other side of the counter you give her a face flustered nod and mouth a quick "thank you."

You go sit down comfortably in one of the empty chairs to wait for keigo to wake up...

The news of your wounded boyfriend was already half across Japan. After filling out the forms you scroll through your phone to calm yourself down. You kept seeing post after post about him. Almost all news headlines had his name. 

You think to yourself about how much of it is all bullshit and that he's fine. Deep down you weren't sure if the words your brain kept telling you were true. You click on one of the posts about him that reads: 

"THE NUMBER TWO PRO HERO DEAD" 

Your heart skips a beat, but quickly you realize it's just a fake. You scroll through, lightly skimming the bullcrap you were reading. You scroll and see a photo taken of him the night he was brought to the hospital. You wonder how the press even got a photo of him. You focus on the photo, he does look dead. It only showed his upper body, completely covered in burns. More tears forming at the corners of your eyes just seeing him in the photo. Oh and his wings, his big bright vermilion wings...gone.

You were a complete mess at this point but your sniffles and choked sobs were interrupted by the front desk lady waving to you. "He's awake." 

Quickly following her into the room you see him. As you stand in the doorway for a moment, your heart sinks. You hurry to him. He had bandages wrapped around his head. His hair was short and mostly singed off. And his wings...they really were gone. "I'll leave you two alone," the nurse walks out and closes the door behind her.

You turn back to him.

"Kei?" you whimpered out.

His half lidded eyes look at you. His formerly bright, charming and yellow pupils have become dark and filled with anguish. He was wearing a mask over his nose and mouth with two tubes coming from the sides of it. He couldn't speak or breath himself, due to his throat being burned. 

Of course he knew it was you. Tears welled up deep inside and coursed down his cheeks. Seeing him like this had your body nauseas. You move to cup your hand on his face, feeling the material of his mask rather than his soft subtle skin. You graze your thumb against his cheekbone to wipe away his tears.

You pick up one of his hands to hold it in yours. "Kei….I'm so glad you're okay." You were sniffling through each word. He slowly raises his arm to point to the phone sitting on the table near his hospital bed. Handing it to him, you watch as his calloused fingers type out what he wants to say. 

"Angel, I've missed you so much, please never leave my side." You faintly smile at him, wishing you could hear those words come from his mouth and not the AI voice. 

"I won't leave you Keigo, I'm here, I won't go anywhere."

He types again. "I'm pretty beat up, but I think I'll make it."

Your ears focus on "think" for a moment. "Yes Kei you'll be fine, everything's gonna be okay. You felt a bit better being in his presence but you still couldn't bear the sight of him. Your eyes began to prick with tears once again and this time Kei was the one who bought his hand up to brush your tears away just like you did moments ago. 

You try your best to wrap your arms around him without causing him anymore pain. You could feel him wince when you laid your head against his chest. "Sorry Kei I didn't mean to hur-" He waves his hand and shakes his head, signaling that it's okay.

Your body looked calm despite how tangled your mind was.There were many questions that flooded your mind. So many things you wanted to say. But you could worry about the details later. Right now you were finally with him again, there was no way you were letting him leave you ever again.

You were bent over, upper body on top of him at an awkward position. You didn't want to hurt him, so this had to work.

Despite the position, you took in the moment with your boyfriend. Feeling his chest slowly rise up and down. You close your eyes and imagine you were back home with him in bed. Just snuggling on a weekend afternoon, light shining in on him making his wings light up beautifully against the sun. His golden locks and glowing skin, his scent washing over your senses. Your warm bodies practically glued together. You wanted that again, you wanted everything back to normal.

He moved one of his scarred hands to your back, slowly rubbing up and down. He knew he wasn't going to make it. He was fighting so hard on the inside. So damn hard...for you. He didn't want to leave you, he couldn't. His mind wandered about the life he had planned to have with you.

He faintly smiled under the mask when he imagined you walking down the aisle...holding your first child...sitting in little rocking chairs growing old together. That's all he wanted.

Both of your tears never stopped. You were both silent. The only sounds to be heard were each other's quiet sniffles and the monitor Keigo was attached to, making a faint beep to his heart beat. Still laying on his chest, his breathing started to slow and so did the beeping, being lost in the moment you didn't notice really but he knew.

He waved his hand signaling for you to stand up and brought his hand to take off his mask. He couldn't hold on much longer. Every aching pain inside him felt like knives stabbing his insides and with each stab more time from his life was taken.

"Kei, you need to keep it on to breath, please." He shakes his head and takes it off anyways. The beeping still started to slow. The mask hung off the side of his face. His honeyed voice now husk from the burns. 

"Baby...I love you so...so.." He coughs making him hiss at the pain.

"No..fuck..Kei stop, you're going to be okay just put the damn mask on." 

"I'm too..far..gone, I have no more fight left." 

Holding his jaw in your hands,your face inches from him. "No you have to stay strong for me, please don't leave me again, I can't do this without you." 

"Kid...please...when I'm gone...find someone else and-

"NO- I ONLY WANT YOU!" You cry out, holding his head to your chest. Long-lasting sobs leaving your mouth.

"I love...you" His breathing is heavy from trying to speak. He needed to tell you this. He needed you to understand how much he loves you.

Moving his head from your chest. "I love you too...kiego." You manage to say through your choked sobs. 

You move to have your lips brush his, softly, delicately, like butterfly wings, just long enough that he could inhale your breath, feel the warmth of your skin. He closes his eyes and connects his lips to yours. It was deep and passionate, like you were kissing him for the first time. You held one side of his face with one hand, and held his hand with the other. 

But when you pull away, his eyes don't open. It's like that's all he wanted, no needed. One last kiss, one last touch. To feel you. 

His breathing completely slows, and you're left with the prolonged beep of the monitor. He was gone. The man who was always too fast for his own good, had left you and the world too fast.

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The pair got their respective tents set up for the night, and Rosie decided to go find some firewood while Ginny did perimeter checks (you could take a thief out of the city, she mused) and Cris left to find a water source. She got back after Cris had already returned, and he was in the process of making a firepit for them while Ginny was prepping vegetables for dinner, so Rosie hung back a moment to see if she could eavesdrop.

"…the Strike warband," Cris said abruptly as he paused in his work and sat back, looking over to Ginny. "What?" Her expression was startled, and she glanced over at him so quickly that she caught the side of her hand with the knife she was using to chop potatoes with. "Oh no-" "You're all right. Hold on." He pulled a med kit from his belt and bandaged her up, still talking as he took care of the injury. "You... you had asked about a warband when we first met. I was in the Strike warband, in the Iron Legion. Crispinus Surestrike. Had just earned the warband name when I got word that my sire had been killed in one of the last tussles between us and mi- humans, before the Ebonhawke Treaty was signed and we were officially at peace." "I'm sorry," Ginny whispered. "You don't have to apologize. He wanted to serve. But after I heard he'd died when we knew that everything was ending and those fights were pointless... I started doing some thinking. And I realized that I didn't really want to be part of the charr war machine if it meant that someday I could have a cub who might feel the same way I did that day, when I lost a family member for what was frankly no good reason. So... I guess I defected. I left one night when I was supposed to be on patrol, and I found my way here." He finished bandaging Ginny's hand, and finally looked up at her. "My warband came across us in the field about six months after I left. Told me I was a gladium, that my dam and the rest of my family were ashamed to be related to me. Called me Crispinus the Soft, so I told them to report that as my name back at the Citadel. Because I would rather be soft and trying to improve the world than a Striker and killing everything I see." He sat back and away from her, folding his arms on top of his knees. Ginny frowned a little, before stepping towards him and kneeling, folding her arms on top of his and resting her chin on top of hers. "I can't say anything about Crispinus Surestrike," she said after a moment. "But so far I'm a very big fan of Crispinus the Soft, since he has given me a second chance after I was a jerk when we first met. And since he's way more gentle at first aid than Umbra is, though she really does try her best. -And he has really soft fur, what are you using for soap?" He laughed outright at that. "Nope. Still too early in the friendship. You got soul baring, we need to get to week two or three before I drop the personal hygiene tips and tricks." "Cheeky." She stuck her bottom lip out. "Patience, Ginny." He moved to get up, waiting until she had sat up so she wouldn't fall over. "It wouldn't hurt you to have it." From her hiding spot, Rosie smiled to herself. Well... maybe this wouldn't end up being so one-sided after all. I give a week, tops, before they're kissing. Macha! What?! You're all young, emotions run hot. It'll save time when it comes to setting up tents. MACHA!

May I

Rosie had never seen her best friend this way.

Guinevere Villemont had been a lot of things in the many years the two girls had been friends: impulsive, quick-witted (and quick-tempered), sarcastic, and sometimes overwhelming with her emotional swings. Rosie knew all this, and she appreciated all this. What she wasn't prepared for, however, was Ginny grabbing her arm when the Priory scholar who was going to help them walked out to meet them and squeezed hard.

"Gin, you're hurting me," she whispered.

"Sorry-!" Ginny hissed and let go, looking away from the tall charr who was looking down at Gixx as he was making introductions.

"Why are you being weird?" Because she was being weird: Ginny had never so much as looked at anyone back home no matter how many folks had sent love letters or how often she had been the target of pining looks as they had walked across the beaches and streets of Lion's Arch. Now she'd taken one look at this white furred charr with charcoal and smoke markings who'd joined them in Gixx's office, and suddenly she was acting like they were ten again and had been caught swiping pastries from that one woman who came into town every other week to sell.

"Who's being weird? I'm not being weird. You're being weird."

"Ladies." They both looked forward as Gixx cleared his throat, irritably, to get their attention back. "If we could continue uninterrupted?"

"Yes. Of course. My apologies, Steward Gixx," Rosie said in a subdued tone.

The asura nodded before continuing on. "As I was saying, Scholar Crispinus has been quite the asset to the cause since he joined us. A mechanical mastermind, which has been quite the gift with figuring out the dredge machinery in the aftermath of the Molten Alliance-"

"I had plenty of help from others, Steward," the charr interrupted gently. Rosie half expected Gixx to scold him as well, but the asura didn't seem to mind.

"Mm, quite. Well then! I will leave you all to get better acquainted." Gixx moved to open the door, clearly signalling that it was time for everyone who wasn't him to leave. The charr headed out first, while Rosie waited for Ginny to go first. She thanked Gixx privately before leaving as well, hearing the door shut behind her.

"Is he always like that?" Ginny said, in the tone of voice Rosie knew to be only half-joking. Rosie opened her mouth to start scolding her but Crispinus chuckled, surprising her.

"More often than not. You get used to it," he replied with the slightest grin pulling at one side of his mouth. "So. Guinevere and Rosamund, huh?"

"Rosie," came out of Rosie's mouth before she could stop herself, "and Ginny, actually. Sorry. Not to be rude."

"No, you're fine. I'd rather know now."

"So, what brought you to the Priory?" Ginny asked, folding her arms.

"Well… a lot of things. It felt like a better fit than the Black Citadel for me."

"So no warband, or..?"

"Ginny-!!" Rosie hissed at her.

The charr's face contorted slightly at that, as he looked down towards the ground for a moment before meeting only Rosie's gaze again. "There… was one. It's complicated. Nothing to weigh you two nice girls down with today. Here, let me show you around."

He took them on a brief tour of the Priory grounds- from what Rosie guessed, it was what he was permitted to show to outsiders, and was perfectly polite as he answered Rosie's questions as they walked around. Ginny, however, was uncharacteristically quiet the whole time. They said their goodbyes at the gate, and Crispinus stood and watched them leave until neither of them could see his tall, pale form at the top of the stairway any longer.

Ginny had left the Priory with a frown on her face, and Rosie could tell she was deep in thought about… something. She wasn't entirely sure what until the shorter girl suddenly exploded. "He hates me, doesn't he?"

"Who? Gixx?"

"What? No! Crispinus!"

"Well when you have to be so nosy about everything all the time," Rosie started before looking at her best friend. Ginny actually had tears in her eyes. "Oh gods. What's gotten into you? You've never gotten this way about anyone in the whole time I've known you!"

"I know, but… I feel really bad for offending him."

Sure you do, Rosie thought with an annoyed sigh, you're just embarrassed about the way you acted. "Well, you can apologize the next time you see him, I suppose."

She nodded, wiping her cheeks dry. "Yeah… yeah, I guess that will have to do."

She walked past Rosie, who just shook her head. She'd get over it in two minutes, tops. Something else would get under her skin, or her ire up, and she'd forget that she'd had this attraction to him in the first place. She could act normal the next time they had to interact, and that would be just fine.

***

It would be another month before they would need to call on Scholar Crispinus's help. In spite of her better judgment, Rosie had Ginny come along to the meet-up again… or maybe it had been Macha in her head, needling her to bring her along again and see what would happen. She swore sometimes her great-grandfather's best friend just provoked her into making decisions so she could bear witness to whatever messy aftermath came of it. Still, though, it had been a month: maybe she was over whatever flash in the pan infatuation that had come over her when they had first met Crispinus.

He already had set up camp by the time they arrived, and had traded his scholar robes for more practical engineer's armor. He was tinkering with something as they were approaching, but stopped and straightened up as they got closer. "Hello again," he said cordially. "How goes the commanding?"

"Well enough," Rosie replied. "How fares life in the Priory?"

"No one's burned it down yet, so I suppose much the same," he said with a chuckle.

"What are you working on?" Ginny was already over and looking at the device that sat on the ground next to Crispinus's tent.

"That? It's just a side project. Trying to reverse engineer a dredge spike trap but something inside isn't firing..." He laughed as Ginny turned to look at his notes. "Those won't help you, I wrote them in-"

"Old Charr. I can see that."

"You what." Crispinus looked from her to Rosie.

"Someone my mother knew taught her how to read it..."

"It was Uncle Tiran, the spring I was trying to jump roofs and I fell and broke my leg," Ginny interrupted. "I was bored to tears so he came over and taught me. He taught you, too, so we could write in code."

"I'm sorry that it's not something I could remember easily after the thing with my head happened," Rosie shot back before sighing. "Anyways. Yes, she knows Old Charr."

"It looks like you put a decimal in the wrong place, Crispinus."

"Did I?" He went to look where Ginny was pointing. "...burn me, I did. Good catch, Ginny. Thank you."

...she's blushing. She's actually blushing!

Yes, Macha, I am aware of that.

"Just glad I could help, Crispinus."

"Oh, you can call me Cris. It's much easier. More efficient too."

Oh now she's definitely blushing. Cogs and gears she is. You best hope this Priory business will let this guy join up with you, or Ginny might jump ship.

"Okay... Cris. You're welcome."

Rosie cleared her throat a little. "Ginny, we need to set up camp as well."

"Oh, yeah! Coming!"

[petitmonde]

Back again with a little more Amnesia AU, but this time it's at the hospital before Jasmine is discharged. Bosco, Daya, Willow and Kerri are visiting.

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After Jasmine had been wheeled away to another set of scans, the group were alone in her hospital room. The bustle of the rest of the ward could faintly be heard through the not quite closed door. It was Kerri who broke the silence.

"We need to figure out where Jasmine can stay when she gets out. She can't exactly go back alone to her own apartment when it doesn't have an elevator"

No one really knew what to say. Offering to help out was a big ask when you had to factor in a wheelchair. Daya's eyes flicked up and met Kerri's, before darting away. Bosco kept looking down into the ground, an unreadable expression on their face. That left Willow as the only one not boring holes into the ground.

"And I'm guessing your place is out of the question" Willow asked.

Kerri nodded, "as much as I'd love to help, I don't think she'd be a fan of sleeping on cardboard boxes."

There was a murmur of agreement. Kerri's place wouldn't do.

"She could stay with me" Daya said quietly, leaning on the back wall. Suddenly, all eyes were on her. Bosco snorted, finding the suggestion utterly ridiculous.

"Please put up some cameras so that we may witness the moment you tear off her head."

"I don't hate her that much," Daya protested, quite offended at the accusation. She could find Jasmine tolerable, if she really tried. And well, she felt bad about everything that had led to the accident. "We could get along."

"Since when have the two of you ever gotten along?" Kerri asked, equally as sceptical as Bosco. Maybe even more so.

"The two of you don't exactly have the best track record," Willow agreed with the others.

"She doesn't remember that, maybe this is the chance for a new start," Daya tried to reason.

"Underneath the bandages and amnesia, she's still Jasmine Kennedie, loud mouth and all," Kerri said, not buying the biker's repentance. "You've done quite enough by getting her into this situation."

They were at a stalemate. Kerri's place was one big tapestry of cardboard boxes, Bosco's didn't have an elevator and they could hardly ask Willow, who was just visiting from out of state. The atmosphere was strangely tense after Kerri's last statement.

The door to the opened; Jasmine had come back from her scan, nurse in tow.

"Hi everyone, I'm back" Jasmine said, her smile not quite reaching her eyes. The nurse helped her get settled back into her bed. After setting up her fluids back up again, the nurse left.

"What were you guys talking about when I was gone? The mood is so serious" Jasmine enquired.

"Just where you would stay after you get discharged, so that you aren't alone," Kerri said, lightly squeezing Jasmine's arm.

"What do you mean alone? I have Orion back at our apartment," the ginger asked confused.

"She's been MIA for the past few weeks, I tried calling her when we got the news," Bosco explained. "You've lived with her for a while, you know how she is."

"That sounds like Orion alright," Jasmine mused, "so did you guys come up with something?"

"Well I suggested you could stay with me but-" before Daya could finish her sentence, Jasmine interrupted her.

"Well that sounds like you figured everything out then" Jasmine sounded pleased.

"I don't think that's a good idea" "maybe we should talk more about this" "this will be interesting" the three of them commented in an indistinguishable mumble. Jasmine heard none of it. Even though she didn't remember this Daya person, the girl seemed nice enough to be around.

"I'm really looking forward to living with you, Daya" and with that, the decision had been made.

[alexis-medina]

Dissecting: Edens Zero Ch. 130-134

Kleene/Jinn

I was reading Ch. 83 and found this.

See, I don’t know if Mashima plans his story out or if he develops certain plots on the spot because everything is connecting. “Oh, I could use this later...” Brilliant. Amazing. For real though, I was like damn it’s the Mildian/Sun Jewel arc again (Xiaomei’s battles foreshadowing).

Shura vs Ziggy

It was interesting to read that Shura isn't the biological son of Nero. This leads me to think...what if Shura and Shiki are related? I mean they both have gravity ether and they both were taught by Ziggy. They both are also strong in their own right. We also have the theme from Fairy Tail of Good vs Evil (Zeref and Natsu) but in this instance it would be Shura and Shiki. We also don't know where they came from - their origins. Plus, Nero says that his power was incompatible with Shura but he was able to match with Ziggy's gravity powers.

Later, when the crew of Edens Zero find another relic (Robo Cola cap), they infer that Mother could be a place and a person. I was also thinking that because in FT: 100 years quest, Aldoron was a dragon god but his body was home to 5 cities.

So, if I'm right then, Shiki and Shura maybe are from a city on Mother...and maybe even Rebecca.

I'm noting that Shiki is younger than Shura. When Ziggy was training Shura, that was 15 years ago but, that's also the same time Ziggy found Shiki as a baby....unless Ziggy is lying and he has false memories. 👀👀👀 Is Ziggy truly good or bad? Does Shiki have additional powers like Rebecca?

What is the all-link system? Looks like Shura and Ziggy have the same idea. I think if Shura and Ziggy battle - Ziggy will win. What did you guys think?

Xenolith and the Crew of Edens Zero

I wonder why Xenolith's maintenance is lasting longer. Perhaps it may be revealed in the future. I would laugh if he moved his consciousness/personality data into a younger robot body.

Weisz stays being a perv lol with the bondage training.

Did Xenolith teach Shiki 'Black Sky?' For me, I feel like in the next arc, when Shiki is facing a really tough opponent we will get flashbacks of his training with Xenolith and him learning Black Sky. Then, he'll perform it against the enemy...which could be Ziggy. So, yes, I think Xenolith did teach him. Could be wrong but we'll have to wait and see!

Both Xenolith and Xiaomei have stated that Rebecca's power will change/save the world/universe.

- Xiaomei (Ch. 64): "She has only just begun to unlock the secrets of Leap’s real power. This power may truly save the universe one day."

- Xenolith (Ch. 132): "Her power is weak…but it is the most special. Special enough to change the world."

Witch calling Rebecca a 'Chrono Witch' is giving me Scarlet Witch vibes...

Math for Dummies lol

Stronger heart = Stronger gravity Strength + Tranquility = Strong Heart = Rise from darkness Strength - Tranquility = Weak Heart Weak heart = Weak gravity = Fall to darkness

Fan service with the bath scenes but, at least it is keeping the story going, in that, she has to train in the bath in order to get stronger. Sister makes me geek, "You better get out of those ropes before this turns x-rated." When I read that scene, it gave me Virgo vibes from FT.

I also want to see how Xenolith met Ziggy. So, I'm wishing for a flashback.

I don't know if I put this on a post before or not but, my thoughts are that Ziggy did reach Mother and found Shiki there. He erased the Four Shining Stars memories because something bad would happen if he didn't (like they would get infected the way he is now). So, he did it to save them.

UGHHHH BUT THAT CLIFFHANGER...WHYYYYY - It'll probably blow my mind when it gets revealed.

Also, WOOHOOO! Jinn and Kleene joined the crew. That cute ass smile!!! OOOMG his face when he isn't able to untie Kleene. 🥺🥺🥺

The Oceans

So cool to see the winners of the Edens Zero character competition featured as the Oceans 6! I'm a fan of all of them and don't you worry...we won't forget Shura's assistant even though she's not part of the 6. However, she might be since Shura killed off Cyca. Yikes.... RIP Cyca

Their designs are so clean!! (Sorry if the images look blurry Tumblr only allows 10 photos per post so I tried stitching them together in Illustrator but I think the file size is too big for Tumblr so that's why it may be blurry but, I hope you get the gist of their designs.)

Holy

I wonder what she means by that...I feel like this will be important later. We also don't know much about the other members of the Oración Seis Interstellar. I'm excited to see what their ether gear is...especially Eraser. 👀👀👀 Does his ether have something to do with erasing things? Are they corrupt or good guys? I guess we'll found out soon...

B-Cube

Rebecca has carved 'Edens Zero' onto her B-Cube. Did you guys notice in Ch. 134 that Rebecca's ingrained B-Cube is the same one we see in Ch. 4? That's the scene where there are two robots 20,000 years in the future who find two bodies (a man and a woman) and a B-Cube which we can now confirm is Rebecca's.

The Ships + Other Notable Mentions

LOL I feel like if I was a B-Cuber, I would be an entertainment/fashion channel....basically like Sorcerer Weekly but make it Space Weekly or a cool name like Into the Void. Maybe a play off of 'Cosmopolitan' but shorten it to 'Cosmos.' So many options.

Anyways lets get into the ships. I talked about this first ship in a recent post.

#1 Homura and Creed

I'll say it again...I SHIP IT! I am hoping for some more scenes with them together. He always looks so cute when he blushes <3 He's a Homura stan too hahah. 🥺🥺🥺

Predictions: - Creed and Homura will fight - Creed will protect Homura again - Homura will save Creed - Creed will join the Edens Zero crew

Now, I was reading on a few discord channels that people are comparing Creed to Mest (Fairy Tail). Now, I am really trying to understand this comparison because frankly, I don't see it. Creed has a crush on Homura. That's valid. Also, Creed doesn't just have pictures of just Homura, he has Weisz, Rebecca, and Shiki. He's not creepy like Mest.

Mest was a weird guy when we first met him laying in the pool or eating flowers. Their personalities are totally different IMO. We could talk ages about the age gap stuff but I'm not really gonna go into that.

Do you see the comparison?

#2 Rebecca and Shiki

Shiki escaping from his restraints to save 'Rebecca' made me happy lol. It makes me think what he would do if it was Homura or Weisz in that situation. What would Shiki do? Plus, after the simulation was over...we can see Rebecca in awe and blushing.

Then, Shiki is hugging Rebecca and they're both blushing 💕 That's a cute moment ngl.

"I'm not THAT into Shiki." - So, you don't deny that you like him 😉

#3 Hermit

I don't know if I mentioned this but I fucking love Hermit's name. It's such a cool name.

#4 Justice

Ch. 130 he was looking gooooood with his bandages. 🥵🥵🥵

Ps. Did you get a chance to view Edens Zero PV 2?!?

Did you notice the homage to Fairy Tail in Ch. 134? "Why are your ideas so Fairy Tale?"

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idk if u answered this before but what was ur fave constance, nyu/columbia fits 4 our gals? writing very blair bc i love to joke lol xoxo

omg fun! click below to see! my faves of all faves are bolded. links just go to my blog or ggcaps on tumblr! for college, i'm only including looks that i remember them actually wearing ON campus, which means there's not that many and also that i gave up looking for them after 4x10 since they sorta stopped showing them at school skdjhsdjds. i included lots of constance though.

constance blair:

her very first uniform

1x03 - i've always loved this blouse and the brooch.

1x07 - one of the most iconic ones!

1x11 - i loooove the purple tights.

1x13 - i'm not really a fan of the red blazer, but when paired with the green coat, it looks gorgeous. and the dress itself is cute.

2x04 - a very powerful cape.

2x08 - an all time fave uniform look!

2x11 - the purple plaid is so cute and unique. and unexpected for a thanksgiving ep.

2x12 - love this argyle cape for a christmas ep and not getting a better look at it is my villain origin story.

2x14 - very modernized jackie o.

2x16 - the pink plaid is SO cute.

2x17 - this is one of my faves too and it's super underrated. the sweater looks so cozy and soft.

2x20 - i think i mostly just love this because this is the best her hair ever looked, but the ruffles on the blouse ARE really cute.

nyu/columbia blair:

3x02 - i mean, what an entrance to college. i don't even know what i'd have thought if i had seen a girl dressed like this during my own orientation week.

3x08 - she's just so pretty in golds and browns and beiges and metallics, like the tones of this look are really working for her.

3x20 - periwinkle is one of my fave colours and this is one of her cutest looks of s3 in general.

4x03 - i've always found this so fun and unusual and refreshing for her! and again, brown is so nice on her.

4x08 - i don't love the huge skirt but the blouse and blazer are SO cute and she is a masterful pattern-mixer.

constance serena:

1x03 - one of serena’s more iconic ones, i’d say? i’m not big on vests, at least not the way they were worn in the 2000s ksjdhksd, but she makes it work!

1x07 - love the knee-high socks. the argyle cardigan is really cute, as are the oxfords.

1x10 - also an iconic one. don’t know how she made a sparkly cardigan look nice, but she did.

1x12 - oddly nautical? but really cute?

1x12 - one of my faves! looks so soft and comfortable.

2x04 - i love this one and idk why since it’s so plain. but the beauty of serena uniforms is how effortlessly cool they are, like she got dressed in 5 minutes but still looks like a runway model.

2x08 - love the burgundy tights, another one of my fave colours!

2x12 - again, i just love the tights, these ones more maroon. i don’t love the silver sequins cardigan, but it does work perfectly for a christmas ep, so.

2x14 - another fave! the little vest is so cute and the whole outfit looks cozy.

2x16 - JUST SO DIFFERENT FOR HER? combed hair, a sharp, structured, preppy outfit... 

columbia serena:

4x03 - my fave of her college looks. idk about that bag, but the dress itself is really cute on her.

4x04 - okay, not really well-accessorized, BUT the top is so cute and the little clip in her hair is adorable.

4x05 - i didn’t always love the way they used patterns on serena, but the way the stripes on her top fade into the stripes on her skirt and the blazer tames it all... lovely.

4x07 - this isn’t the first time i’ve said this on this blog, but i hate bandage dresses. i just... think they’re hideous... personally! HOWEVER, the colour of this one alone sells it entirely, especially mixed with the colour of the blazer.