#i love jade's quiet chaos

[cheekinpermission]

He was just trying to be helpful, Jack. I'm sure-

Oh.

[poppyquills]

Please do genshin women voicelines about their S/Os :333

⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ Voicelines about their S/O | Genshin women ⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚

⋆˚✿˖° characters -> Lynette, Furina, Navia, Arlecchino, Ei, Yae Miko, Ningguang, Ganyu, Shenhe.

⋆˚✿˖° warnings -> none.

⋆˚✿˖° content includes -> fluff, very silly.

LYNETTE

⋆˚✿˖° What she thinks of you: "They’re a calming presence, much like the purr of a content feline. I value their quiet understanding more than they might realize."

⋆˚✿˖° Jealousy: "Jealous? No... but I do watch carefully. If anyone steps out of line with them, they’ll have me to answer to."

⋆˚✿˖° Priorities: "Even amidst the chaos of Fontaine’s theaters, I ensure they are never neglected. Their happiness matters more than the applause of a crowd."

⋆˚✿˖° Free Time: "We enjoy the silence together. A quiet walk or sipping tea under the moonlight—it’s the perfect way to recharge."

FURINA

⋆˚✿˖° What she thinks of you: "Ah, my darling! They’re the most fascinating and delightful person in all of Fontaine! Even the whole of Teyvat! Truly, no one compares to their radiance."

⋆˚✿˖° Jealousy: "What? Someone dares to steal their attention from me? Hah, they must be bold! They do not stand a chance with them!"

⋆˚✿˖° Priorities: "My acting career comes second to them. I would pause the grandest of performances if it meant ensuring their happiness."

⋆˚✿˖° Free Time: "I love taking them to extravagant places—opera houses, banquets... anywhere I can show them off. And if we’re alone, I’ll perform just for them."

NAVIA

⋆˚✿˖° What she thinks of you: "They are my anchor, my brightest star. With them by my side, I feel like I can face anything, even the darkest days."

⋆˚✿˖° Jealousy: "Oh, I trust them completely, but if anyone flirts with them? Let’s just say my words have a sharper edge than my claymore."

⋆˚✿˖° Priorities: "They always come first. Even in the middle of my duties, I make time to ensure they feel loved and cared for."

⋆˚✿˖° Free Time: "I adore baking with them. Sharing laughter over flour-covered counters is a memory I’ll cherish forever."

ARLECCHINO

⋆˚✿˖° What she thinks of you: "They are my peace in a world of chaos. For them, I would tear apart the very foundation of Teyvat if necessary."

⋆˚✿˖° Jealousy: "Jealous? Hah. I don’t get jealous. But I do make it clear—very clear—who they belong to. No one dares to test me."

⋆˚✿˖° Priorities: "The Fatui may demand my loyalty, but my heart belongs to them. They are my greatest and only true priority."

⋆˚✿˖° Free Time: "Quiet evenings at home, just the two of us. That’s all I need—just them, where no one can intrude."

RAIDEN EI

⋆˚✿˖° What she thinks of you: "They are my eternity—not in the sense of unchanging time, but in the warmth and purpose they bring to my existence."

⋆˚✿˖° Jealousy: "Jealousy? I do not experience it in the way mortals do. However, if anyone disrespects them, they will meet my blade."

⋆˚✿˖° Priorities: "I may be the Electro Archon, but their well-being will always take precedence. They are the balance to my duty."

⋆˚✿˖° Free Time: "I enjoy watching them explore Inazuma’s beauty. Their joy in small things reminds me of what truly matters."

YAE MIKO

⋆˚✿˖° What she thinks of you: "My little darling. They are endlessly amusing, endearing, and the one person I find myself truly caring for. How delightful."

⋆˚✿˖° Jealousy: "Oh, I’m not jealous. I simply ensure that anyone who tries to take their attention ends up... preoccupied. Isn’t that fair?"

⋆˚✿˖° Priorities: "I’m always busy, but I make time for them. After all, what’s the point of eternity if I can’t spend it teasing my beloved?"

⋆˚✿˖° Free Time: "Curling up together with a good book at the shrine. Simple, quiet moments like these are where I find true joy."

NINGGUANG

⋆˚✿˖° What she thinks of you: "They are my most precious treasure, more valuable than anything in the Jade Chamber. Their presence completes me."

⋆˚✿˖° Jealousy: "Jealousy? Hm. I prefer to think of it as ensuring what is mine remains mine. Subtlety and grace keep rivals at bay."

⋆˚✿˖° Priorities: "Liyue will always be my duty, but they are my heart. I will never let the two conflict."

⋆˚✿˖° Free Time: "A quiet dinner overlooking Liyue Harbor. Just us, the stars, and the gentle waves. It’s perfection."

GANYU

⋆˚✿˖° What she thinks of you: "They bring me peace in a life of endless duties. With them, I feel... human, in a way I’ve never experienced before."

⋆˚✿˖° Jealousy: "Oh, I’m not one to get jealous. But if someone seems overly friendly, I might... politely intervene."

⋆˚✿˖° Priorities: "It’s hard to balance work and love, but I make time for them. Their happiness is worth everything."

⋆˚✿˖° Free Time: "I love taking them to quiet fields of qingxin flowers, where we can rest and enjoy the serenity together."

SHENHE

⋆˚✿˖° What she thinks of you: "They are my tether to humanity. Without them, I might lose myself entirely. Their presence is... comforting."

⋆˚✿˖° Jealousy: "Jealousy is foreign to me, but if anyone tries to harm them or steal their attention, I will ensure they regret it."

⋆˚✿˖° Priorities: "They are my top priority. I have little else in this world to call my own, but their happiness means everything to me."

⋆˚✿˖° Free Time: "I enjoy taking them to the mountains. The quiet, the view, and their company—it’s all I need to feel at peace."

[nosyp]

Twst chars from most to least likely to entertain ur weird bs

Note = by weird bs, I mean like ur random ass behaviours, from screaming random stuff to pranking ppl... This has been in my drafts for a whileee... enjoy

MOST

Ace Trappola

Ace is LITERALLY the embodiment of chaos. He loves to stir things up and will almost always jump into pranks or loud public behavior. His mischievous nature and carefree attitude make him a perfect partner in crime for wild antics. He’ll often initiate chaos just for fun, and his energy is contagious.

2. Kalim Al-Asim

This is a no brainer, he'll literally join in everything and ANYTHING you're doing, no matter how busy he is. He thinks everything your doing is fun and he won't wanna miss it for the world.

3. Cater Diamond

Cater LIVES for content and trends. Anything that promises or even slightly hints at entertainment (or is post-worthy) will have him fully engaged, he's listening as soon as you mention anything fun. He’ll even suggest to turn your antics into videos or memes.

4. Lilia Vanrouge

He literally tricks his friends for no absolute reason at all. ANYTHING that promises trouble for him, he's in. He adores chaos and he'll go wherever it goes and it's going in your direction.

5. Floyd Leech

Floyd loves unpredictability, so as long as your antics keep him entertained, he’s gonna be there. But once he gets bored, you’re on your own so you better keep it fun.

6. Jade Leech

He enjoys watching chaos unfold, and while he might not always start it, he’ll definitely join in. And he's not going to deny entry in your chaos.

7. Ruggie Bucchi

Another no brainer, bro literally tricks people for his own benefit. He is down for fun, especially if it’s harmless pranks or mischief. He loves silly ideas as long as they don’t get him into trouble.

8. Rook Hunt

Rook finds beauty in everything, even your weirdness. He’ll narrate your antics poetically while fully participating, making everything feel dramatic and epic, only further motivating you into doing smt crazier.

In the middle of most and least likely, varies on the situation kinda guy

9. Sebek Zigvolt

He’s loud, intense, and has a strong presence, especially when it comes to Malleus. And while he might not always go along with pranks, he can certainly be swept up in the moment, especially if it involves defending his pride.

10. Deuce Spade

Yes, he might be quite dumb sometimes but he is not like that all the time. But when he’s in a group, he’ll sometimes get swept up in the chaos, but it’s not something he seeks out on his own. He enjoys the excitement but can feel out of place in overly loud, chaotic situations.

11. Ortho Shroud

He'll engage with genuine enthusiasm, analyzing your dopamine levels to determine whether or not he'll join. If it’s wholesome, he’s all in. However, if it’s dangerous, expect him to step in with big-brother energy (even if he's younger).

12. Epel Felmier

Since epel is a bit more rebellious and will join in on chaotic behavior when it suits him. He’s not afraid to break the rules, especially if it’s for a good reason. BUT he might be hesitant to start chaos on his own but will happily get involved if it’s fun or a way to express himself.

13. Jamil Viper

Jamil is composed and prefers to keep things orderly, but he’s not completely against chaos. If it serves his goal or it’s in the best interest of his plans, he will engage but he’s not the first to initiate chaos, but he’ll follow along if it’s part of his strategy or if it helps him control the situation.

14. Azul Ashengrotto

Azul prefers things to be controlled and orderly, and he isn’t one to create chaos just for fun. However, if there’s a situation where the chaos might even benefit him or his business, he won’t hesitate to join in. His motivations are more strategic, so he’s likely to engage in pranks or chaos if it serves a purpose.

15. Leona Kingscholar

Leona is the type to avoid unnecessary noise and chaos, preferring peace and quiet. However, if he’s in a good mood or if chaos is tied to something that interests him, he might engage. He’s not the first to start pranks, but he might join in if he finds it amusing or if it helps him relax.

16. Malleus Draconia

Malleus doesn’t actively seek chaos, but his curiosity and fascination with human behavior make him more likely to get involved in loud or chaotic situations, especially if they intrigue him. He’s not loud or disruptive by nature, but he’ll join in if he’s in a group, or if the situation calls for it.

17. Jack Howl

Jack is a serious guy, but he’s also loyal to his friends. If the situation calls for it or if his friends are involved, he’ll reluctantly join in on pranks or chaotic activities. He’s not one to seek out chaos, but he’ll participate if it’s necessary or if it helps bond with others.

18. Silver

Silver will go along with your antics even though he might not fully understand the point. BUT if it’s too chaotic for him, he’ll try to steer you toward calmer activities, kinda saving u and him from trouble.

19. Riddle Rosehearts

Riddle is strict and values rules and order above all else. His temper can get the better of him, though, especially if someone challenges his authority or pushes his limits. He might reluctantly get involved in chaos, particularly if it’s something that breaks the rules, but he’s not someone who enjoys it on a daily basis.

LEAST (No way, nuh uh)

20. Trey Clover

Trey is calm, collected, and extremely responsible. He values order and structure and will steer clear of any chaotic or loud activities. You'll NEVER catch him dragged into chaos, willingly.

21. Vil Schoenheit

Vil is all about maintaining perfection, both in his appearance and in his environment. He won’t tolerate loud or chaotic behavior, as it conflicts with his polished image. He avoids situations that might risk his reputation or status and is very unlikely to partake in any public mayhem.

22. Idia Shroud

It's no secret that Idia WAY prefers to stay out of the spotlight. He would rather stay in his room gaming than get involved in chaotic public behavior. Loud pranks and disruptive activities are his worst nightmare, and he avoids them at all costs.

A/N = The order is so... tacky ew... pls tell me if you disagree or there are any mistakes🙏

[3rdgymbros]

━ 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬, 𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬, 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 !

— pairing; floyd leech x ramshackle! reader.

— summary; you serenade floyd (terribly), but he loves it, and the ensuing chaos.

— notes; please donate to my kofi if you like my work. and know that i am mentally smooching everyone who reblogs my stuff.

❋ It’s a quiet night at Night Raven College, and the students are all getting ready for bed.

❋ Well, everyone except for you.

❋ And Grim.

❋ And Ace.

❋ And Deuce.

❋ The four of you are currently clustered outside the Octavinelle dorm, and you’re holding onto a bouquet of roses (stolen from the Heartslabyul gardens) with a white-knuckled grip, trying to psych yourself up into confessing to Floyd and just getting it over with.

❋ It’s not working.

❋ You’re this close to chickening out and leaving, but Grim isn’t about to leave after all his “hard work”.

❋ In between a series of deafening yowls, Grim loudly professes your love for Floyd, and Ace and Deuce take that as their cue to play. Ace drums on some borrowed pots and pans with a ladle and a spatula, and Deuce awkwardly attempts to strum a guitar he borrowed from Cater.

❋ A light is flicked on in one of the dorm rooms, and who should open the window but none other than Floyd Leech. He’s uncaring of the late hour, if the wild, sharp grin on his face is anything to go by.

❋ “Shrimpy! Are you confessing your undying love? Do it louder! I want everyone to hear!”

❋ His encouragement only makes the “band” double down on their serenade, much to the horror of anyone sane in the dorm.

❋ Such as Jade.

❋ Who currently shares a room with Floyd.

❋ Groaning at the rude awakening, Jade buries his head into his pillow, muttering about the late hour and how he needs his rest (not to mention a better roommate). He’s already plotting to make excessively loud noises in their room tomorrow at the crack of dawn as payback.

❋ As the sound of horrendous singing continues and the noise reaches new, ridiculous levels, a frazzled-looking Azul finally bursts out of his dorm room in his pyjamas, complete with a black, feathery robe and plush octopus slippers. The pitter-patter of his feet is quick, and his nostrils flare in exasperation as he takes in the chaos before him.

❋ “WHAT is going on here?! Do you have any idea what time it is?!” His glasses are slightly askew, and he’s clearly on the verge of losing it. “CEASE THIS RUCKUS AT ONCE, OR I WILL BAN YOU ALL FROM THE MOSTRO LOUNGE FOR LIFE!”

❋ All of you are quick to scramble away before Azul can make good on his threat.

❋ Meanwhile, Floyd sneaks out of his dorm to meet you, and he catches up before you can go too far. For a moment, his grin softens as he steps closer, eyes glinting when you present him with the stolen roses.

❋ “This was your idea, huh?” He teases, his voice uncharacteristically sweet, and a genuine fondness in his gaze. “Heehee! You look so cute when you're embarrassed, Shrimpy! Next time I’ll serenade you ~”

❋ Floyd’s true to his word; he shows up at Ramshackle in the dead of night the very next day, strumming wildly on a lute he has absolutely no idea how to play.

❋ Which is probably just as well, considering that Azul and Jade have banned you from entering Octavinelle after 10 p.m.

[zazter-den]

Sweet Tooth

Minors Do Not Interact

Common Scents Series: Cat Bath, Sweet Tooth.

Synopsis- Izuku likes the freedom of being a very private business owner when he has dual lives to run. After all it allows him to "hire" himself as a new worker to get close to Barista!Reader- Wait, why do you smell burnt?

Warnings- Yandere, Dubcon, Stalking, Drugging, Overstim, Size Diff, Mindbreak.

Tags-Aged up(obviously), Hybrid AU, Rabbit!Izuku, Dom!Izuku, Afab!reader, Sub!Reader. Kitchen sex, Scentmarking, Creampie, Excessive seed, Undercover boss, Oral!receiving.

Word Count- 8.1K, because apparently I missed the coziness of Autumn

Izuku sat in the manager's office, the soft glow of the moon filtered through the skylight, casting a gentle radiance upon his features. Short, curly forest green hair, slightly disheveled from his earlier preparations, framed his face in an endearing manner as he sat back in the cushy chair. His emerald green eyes, filled with anticipation, seemed to glimmer and reflect the moonlight, adding a glow to his gaze.

Sitting up, he carefully removed his silver rings with practiced ease, each etched with swirling thorned vines and placed them into a velvet-lined box before making his way to the safe hidden in the wooden paneling of the small room.

Next, Izuku's attention turned to his hunting knife, a weapon as beautiful as it is deadly. He gripped the handle, his hand steady and sure, and twirled it effortlessly in the air. The moonlight danced along the metal, illuminating the intricate green thorn designs that ran down the blade. With a measured flick of his wrist, Izuku sheathed the blade, and it disappeared into the hidden safe. The compartment closed with a soft click, concealed behind an intricately designed wooden panel once again. Sealing away his secrets until they are needed once more.

Leaving the manager's office behind, Izuku made his way through the empty cafe, his steps light and silent as he headed toward the kitchen to prepare for the day ahead. The 'Lunar Rabbit' cafe's pristine jade green walls, soft lighting, and delicate hanging glass terrariums created a serene atmosphere, inviting its inhabitants to relax and escape the chaos of the outside world. Izuku being no exception.

In the quiet solitude of the kitchen, the signature evergreen scent of the café mingled with the aroma of matcha and lime. Izuku's tall figure gracefully moved around the kitchen, his large rabbit ears twitching with every soft sound. Like second nature, he set up the kitchen before taking the bright green citrus butter out of the fridge.

When it came to rabbit hybrids, most people weren't used to seeing Flemish Giants. Clad in a light green t-shirt, tightly hugging his well-defined muscles, Izuku's towering physique was more reminiscent of a predator hybrid, his strength barely hidden beneath a veneer of dorky charm and wit.

With precise movements, Izuku began preparing the perfectly striped, two-toned croissants that the 'Lunar Rabbit' cafe is known for. He measured the ingredients meticulously, his attention to detail reflected in every step. There is a comfort and tranquility in the act of creating, a stress reliever that he cherished amidst his dual lives.

The rhythmic sound of his palm hitting the dough, gently flattening it, filled the dark kitchen. Izuku's movements are methodical and precise, almost hypnotizing, as he continued to work on the matcha-lime croissant dough. His thoughts drifted to his upcoming shift with you, and he couldn't help but feel a wave of excitement wash over him.

Izuku was under your spell from your very first shift at one of his cafes. He had watched you on the security cameras for months, studying every little detail. Your moves, your smile, the way you interacted with customers. Izuku was drawn to you like a moth to flame, captivated by charm and spirit.

Izuku imagined you standing there, your lovely form illuminated by the soft café lights, under the delicate swaying terrarium spheres. He could already see himself making your favorite flavored latte, as he's seen you make it countless times on the security feed. How many times did he tweak that syrup to get it just to your liking? The thought of serving you a cup he made himself brought a smile to his face, his green eyes glowing with anticipation.

Lost in his fantasies, Izuku accidentally spilled some flour onto his t-shirt. Chuckling softly to himself, he brushed off the white powder and ran his fingers between his ears and through his short curly forest green hair, basking in the thrill of the upcoming shift.

He focused his attention on the task at hand, skillfully wrapping the mix in plastic wrap and placing it in the fridge to rest until tomorrow. Drumming a brawny calloused hand against the fridge door, he grabbed a sheet of pre-chilled blueberry-lemon dough before closing the door with his heel.

At the kitchen island counter, Izuku's hands worked the dough skillfully, his fingers deftly shaping it into perfect croissants. The dough was soft and pliable, and Izuku liked the feel of the texture against his fingertips. It was smooth and velvety, the aroma of smashed berries and lemon rind wafted through the air as he worked. Izuku appreciated scents that complimented his own. Citrus, teas, your jasmine-like signature.

Shaping the pastry mix, his mind briefly wandered to thoughts of what it would be like to touch you, to feel your curves beneath his hands. Lost again in daydreams, Izuku envisioned the feel of your silky skin against his callouses and scars, his mind conjuring images of your usual flowery fragrance intertwining with his yuzu and evergreen scent. The thought of your lips, soft and inviting, added to his desires, and his thoughts wandered to the taste of you, the way your lips would feel against his own.

Izuku's mind is completely consumed by the thought, and he could feel the heat pooling rapidly within him. He desperately wanted to trace the contours of your body, his fingertips exploring every inch, as his desire continued to build. His breath grew heavy. With a raspy whimper escaping his lips, Izuku momentarily lost himself in his fantasies, feeling bead of pre-cum line the tip of his straining erection. The excitement building within him became overpowering, overwhelming his senses.

As his arousal grew, Izuku's scent turned musky, blending with his natural citrus evergreen aroma. Izuku's eager slit continued to weep the viscous fluid, the sticky patch of his boxers trapped against the thick head of his dick. As he continued his task, every so often the precum slick fabric would slide forcefully against his tip, eliciting another deep groan from his lips. His need for you at this point was overwhelming, almost unbearable, and his foot tapped on the floor in rabbit-like frustrated anticipation.

It was a struggle for Izuku to maintain focused on his work, his mind overloaded with longing and the intense desire to fulfill every single one of his fantasies with you. He took a moment to compose himself, releasing a pent-up growl of frustration under his breath. He couldn't afford to lose his shit on day one and scare you off, he wasn't some amateur.

Knowing he must regain control, Izuku attempted to once again throw himself into getting the shop ready for the morning rush. With a reluctant sigh, Izuku carefully took out the raspberry two-toned croissants that he had prepped the day before, placing them on the kitchen island counter to be baked for today's morning rush.

Izuku looked at the clock hanging on the wall, he just needed to be patient.

⊰⋆∘☽༓☾∘⋆⊱⊰⋆∘☽༓☾∘⋆⊱⊰⋆∘☽༓☾∘⋆⊱⊰⋆∘☽༓☾∘⋆⊱⊰⋆∘☽༓☾∘⋆⊱⊰⋆∘☽༓☾∘⋆⊱

When you first stirred from slumber, your first instinct was to dive back under the blankets in the pre-dawn darkness. Slowly peeling back the covers of your cozy bed, the moon cast a dim glow through the window, barely highlighting your room.

As you slid your feet out from under the quilts and sat up in the chilly room, your sleep blurred gaze fell on the neatly arranged uniform laid out on the dresser. The tan and jade green dress holds an air of cute professionalism and elegance, perfectly suited for your role at one of the 'Lunar Rabbit' cafes.

As you took off your pajamas, your gaze wanders downward, landing upon the growing bruises and scratches that marred your sore hips. You shook your head softly, a mix of emotions flooding rational thoughts. Last night with Katsuki, the tiger you shared your apartment with, had been...intense to say the least, at times his territorial nature could cross bounds. It seemed his bestial inclinations towards you often manifested in these marks and an aching pussy full of the feral feline's load. It had been necessary to join him in the bath, to wash away any traces of other scents but his own, before he was satisfied last night.

Tossing your head in frustrated resignation, you took a deep breath, attempting to push the memory of those bruises aside. You adjusted your uniform in the mirror, determination to face the day with your usual brand of professionalism. With each careful movement, you purposefully shed the weight of hectic apartment life, transforming into the dedicated and fun-loving barista that your colleagues and patrons know you to be.

The early morning air carried an invigorating crispness as you stepped out of your apartment, the pitch darkness of the night slowly yielding to a beautiful, dark purple sky. The stars twinkled above, casting a gentle luminescence upon the world below. The beauty of the early morning took your breath away.

Walking through the quiet streets, you took in the sights of the autumn morning. Vibrant hues of orange and red adorned the foliage, casting a mystical fall atmosphere all around. The gentle crunching of leaves under your feet became a soothing background melody, heightening your anticipation for the day to come. It's a picturesque scene that brings a smile to your face as you take in the beauty around you.

The short walk to the 'Lunar Rabbit' café is refreshing, the cool breeze gently caresses your skin, and you can't help but lift your face towards the sky, embracing the tranquility of the morning. The scent of dew-kissed grass and the earthy fragrance of autumn fills the air, creating a calming atmosphere.

Unlocking the door, you entered the cozy café intricately designed with a charming lunar forest theme. Most of the walls were adorned in a relaxing jade green color, with glistening glass sphere terrariums hanging gracefully from the ceiling. Creating a sense of tranquility whenever the light caught the floating gardens just right.

But it's the back wall mural that always draws the attention of customers—a breathtaking depiction of ethereal rabbits, crafted from swirling shadows, engaged in a graceful dance beneath a moonlit sky adorned with countless stars.

The careful brush strokes bring the scene to life, immersing you in a mysterious and whimsical world. The rabbits are beautifully painted, their whirling silhouettes seem to come alive under the gentle glow of dawn and fairy lights, creating an otherworldly ambiance. It's a mesmerizing sight in the early morning, one that never failed to captivate you in the dark hours.

You stepped into the dim kitchen, a sense of familiarity washing over. The soft glow of the moon outside cast a gentle illumination, highlighting the edges of the counter tops and appliances. You began gathering the necessary ingredients to create the delectable quiches that will soon grace the cafe's display case.

The movement is sudden. You only caught the shifting of shadows on the opposite side of the kitchen out of the corner of your eye. Your heart thumped rapidly against your chest as your attention was drawn to the mysterious figure standing upright near the ovens, rising to full height in a fluid motion. The towering silhouette seemed to materialize out of nowhere from the depths of the dark kitchen. For a split second, you could swear you saw his eyes glimmer in the shadows, as if they were momentarily aglow with a vivid emerald light.

The initial shock sends a jolt of adrenaline coursing through your previously fatigued body. Startled by the unexpected sight, your muscles tensed, ready to defend yourself if necessary. Eyes narrowed, trying to make sense of the hulking man's presence, you ran through your options.

Then Izuku shifted forward, the illumination from the skylight instantly brightening his features. The ethereal glow revealed his forest green ears nestled in curly hair, and vivid green eyes, capturing the essence of mischief and charm that so often accompanies his presence. A genial grin tugged at the corners of his lips, “Mornin'!” he chirped, closing the oven behind him, the raspberry croissants settled on the racks. His soft rabbit ears entirely too perky for this pre-dawn hour.

Recognition immediately dawned on you, and a mix of relief and frenzied amusement flooded your features. A little laugh escaped your lips, laced with a touch of underlying nervousness, as your eyes met Izuku's. "Midoriya! Damn, you scared me." you exclaimed, the words tumbling out with a hint of manic energy. Izuku's grin widened as you stammered, the sound of his name on your lips seemingly delighting him. Your laughter lingered in the air, relief palpable. All you could do is laugh off the initial fright, glad to see a familiar face in the dimly lit tranquility of the kitchen.

Wait.

Your brow furrowed as confusion washed over. The gears in your exhaustion-addled mind began to turn, piecing together the inconsistency of Izuku's presence in the closed cafe at such an early hour. As a new employee, Izuku shouldn't have the keys to the establishment. "How did you get in?" You blurted out, voice equal parts curiosity and suspicion. You looked at him, searching for an explanation.

Attempting to quell any rising doubts, Izuku quickly weaved a web of deception, words slipping off his silver tongue with practiced ease. His response was laced with an air of authority, as if the decision had been handed down by corporate in a moment of desperation. "Ms.Usagiyama gave me a key," he stated, his voice confident and unwavering. "They needed someone to fill in as an overnight baker, and it seems I was their best option."

When was the last time he had called her anything but Mirko?

Your surprise was blatantly displayed across your face as you registered the information. You didn't expect management, especially Rumi, to be handing out keys so freely and enlist new employees for overnight baking duties. Then again... given the rather unexpected departure of one of the bakers, you supposed the situation must be dire enough to warrant such desperate measures given the shop's popularity.

“...It'll be nice to have help in the mornings” With a shrug, you dismissed your initial doubts, content to accept Izuku's explanation. After all, you're just a team lead, not really the position to harp on the decisions made by upper management when you'll only get a headache for your trouble. As the manager of your location, Rumi can deal with that nonsense. The fact that you're just honestly grateful for the extra hands during the morning rush seems to override any lingering uncertainties.

You stretched your arms out wide, movements fluid and graceful, as a yawn escaped your lips. Fatigue lingered beneath the surface, evident in the slight droop of your eyelids and the darkened circles barely visible beneath your eyes. A testament to your restless night of sleep, body aching from the intensity of the “bath” you shared with Katsuki.

You offered Izuku a small, tired smile as you spoke, voice carrying a soft, lingering weariness. "I'm going to get the quiches ready in the other oven," you said with sleepy determination.

A moment later, as you set about your task, Izuku's acute senses detected a faint scent of burning sugar, tickling the edges of his nostrils. His eyes immediately darted towards the ovens, but upon closer inspection, he realized that the raspberry croissants had only just begun baking, their doughy forms barely touched by the heat. He dismissed the fleeting scent, assuring himself that it must have been a mere figment of his imagination.

Silently observing you moved past him, Izuku's gaze lingered on the circles under your eyes, a telltale sign of exhaustion and a restless sleep. Concern flickered in his emerald gaze, a twinge of protectiveness already tugging at his chest. He silently resolved to ensure that in time you understood that he was there for your well-being, even if you remained blissfully unaware of his true intentions.

Taking it upon himself to ease your tiredness, Izuku moved with a flurry of efficiency at the tea counter. His fingers gracefully danced across the array of tea leaves, their aroma filling the air, selecting his own special blend to help ease your weary spirit. His movements were precise and purposeful, a silent gesture of care for the woman who stood just a few feet away. You vaguely heard the clink of one of the kettles, as he prepared a cup colored with your favorite hue.

You carefully closed the door of the oven, the final quiche now tucked away to bake to golden perfection. You wiped your hands on your apron, turning around just as Izuku walked over, cradling a cup of tea in his large hands. Leaning against the kitchen island, your tired eyes blinked back the haze of exhaustion, momentarily jolted back to alertness as Izuku approached.

“This the seasonal energy tea blend?” Your gaze drifted down to the cup, its colorful pattern a perfect match to your favorite shade. You paused for a moment, a flicker of surprise crossing your features, but quickly brushed off the coincidence. After all, how could the new guy know such a personal detail? Thanking Izuku with a sweet smile, you accepted the cup and immediately felt the relaxing warmth it radiated.

The steam rose in ethereal tendrils, almost imperceptible in the dim light that filtered through the skylight overhead. Your eyes followed the wisps up towards the still dark pink sunrise through the window, their graceful dance capturing your attention briefly before you brought the cup to your lips.

With each passing second, Izuku's senses were assailed by that same faint smell that evoked a sense of ...smoke? His brows furrowed ever so slightly, his eyes narrowing in confusion. It lingered in the air, a faint odor that didn't align with the barely warm food in the oven. Izuku couldn't have known it was due to Katsuki, your territorial roommate, his pheromones carrying a note of smoldering embers. The scent itself evoked a strong dislike within Izuku, as his attention to detail in the pastry-making artistry made even the slightest indication of burning a source of disdain. Izuku swept over the kitchen, muttering to himself, trying to locate the source of the offensive smell.

As your finished the last sip of the steaming tea, a wave of warmth washed over you, permeating your body from the inside out. The autumn morning chill retreated, replaced by a comforting sensation that wrapped around you like a cozy blanket. The embrace of the herbal infusion wove its soothing spell, making you feel pleasantly drowsy in the brisk kitchen.

"I'm thinking this new morning tea is a miss" you muttered as you glared half-heartedly at the leaf dregs of the delicious brew. The aching fatigue that had clung to you began to dissipate, replaced by a gentle drowsiness that weighed down your eyelids. A yawn escaped your lips, body responding to the tea's intended purpose. Izuku stepped close, closer than necessary, as he reached out to take the empty tea cup from your hand.

You held out the cup, your hand hovering in the air as Izuku moved closer. But it's in that moment, as Izuku inhaled the lingering scent, nose giving a small twitch, that his gaze narrowed with a sudden intensity. Your drowsy mind failed to register the glare of his emerald eyes, an indication of something more than casual curiosity.

"Why...do you smell like you fell in a damn bonfire?" Izuku's words carried a sharpness, a demand rather than mere inquiry. They sliced through the air, hanging there with a weight that is impossible to ignore. His voice had cut through the air with an uncharacteristic edge, void of the easygoing nature she had come to associate with the coworker facade he portrayed.

Your heart skipped a beat, embarrassment flooding your features as Izuku's question settled in. You were stunned for a moment, the truth of the situation hanging heavily on your heart. Of course, you realized, Izuku's hybrid senses would pick up the scent left behind by Katsuki last night. How could you forget?

Scratches, cum, and pheromones laid on you the night before when Katsuki sensed Izuku's touch from when he thanked you during training. His possessiveness in the bath had been clear, his words a promise of violence should Izuku dare to lay a hand on you again.

A knot formed in the pit of your stomach as embarrassment filled your voice, intertwining with a shard of defiance. "I...uh...had a bit of a disagreement with my room mate last night," you admitted, voice barely above a whisper. "But it's nothing to worry about, really."

Your admission threatened to tip the scales of the delicate equilibrium. Whether or not you were fully aware, the territorial boundaries have already been drawn between the territorial tiger and the love-mad hare. The situation a powder keg waiting to ignite, and Izuku the bastard he is, was going to make sure it blew up in the face of this “room mate” of yours.

Izuku's large hands swiftly found their place on your hips, his touch firm yet careful. In one fluid motion, he effortlessly lifted you clean off your feet and placed you onto the island counter. The contrast in your heights is stark, you find yourself still having to tilt your chin to look up in shock at Izuku. His long ears twitched with barely restrained irritation.

As Izuku's nose scrunched involuntarily, a mix of emotions surged within him. The scent of Katsuki, with its notes of cayenne, brown caramel, and smoldering embers, emanated from you like a provocative challenge even without a claim on your neck. To Izuku, it reeked like burnt sugar, an acrid aroma that didn't deserve a place within the confines of his shops.

His possessive instincts kicked into overdrive, an unwavering determination surging through his veins. He leaned down, his breath warm against the soft skin of your neck, his voice dropping to a low, firm tone. "You know," he began, his voice carrying a velvety cadence. "we can't have you smelling like that. It doesn't suit you, and it definitely doesn't suit this cafe."

“After all, who wants to eat in a smoky bakery?” Izuku finished as he knelt with calculated grace, his strong, muscular frame shifting closer to your exposed thighs. As he positioned himself between your parted legs, Izuku's eyes lock onto yours. In the short time you've known him, Izuku's eyes have never seemed this intense, brimming with an unwavering determination to claim you as his, to erase any trace of Katsuki's scent and replace it with his own. Your breath hitched softly, eyes widening at the audacity of Izuku's actions. Looking down at the fierce Flemish Giant between your thighs, you weren't sure you really wanted him to stop, consequences be damned.

Leaning back against the cold counter top, you let out a soft gasp as Izuku's lips met the inside of your knee. The contrast between the cool stone and the warmth of his mouth adds to the growing pleasure that courses through your body.

As Izuku's lips continued their path up your thigh, he deftly moved your cute underwear down your trembling legs. a shiver ran down your spine as the cold morning air kissed your exposed folds. The delicate material glided lower, clinging momentarily to your thighs before slipping over your uniform shoes.

Izuku's emerald eyes gleamed with satisfaction as he took a moment to appreciate the shade of green of the fabric. You're already wearing his color, he couldn't have planned it better himself. With a small grin against your soft skin, he quickly tucked your panties into his pocket, claiming another piece of you for himself while he distracted you with kisses and nips along your thigh.

Izuku's chuckle had a dark edge to it, tinged with an unmistakable sense of triumph as Katsuki's scent gradually began to dissipate. Your slick hole starting to carry the familiar fragrance of your usual jasmine, proof of Izuku's determined assertion of dominance over any traces of his new rival's presence.

With a deliberate and confident movement, Izuku pushed the bottom of your thighs up, hooking your ankles over his broad shoulders and positioning himself between your legs. His biceps barely flexed as his large tan hands gently scooted your hips closer to the edge of the counter, granting him better access to your tantalizingly wet pussy. The shadowy figures of your bodies blended together in the dark kitchen, the only source of light being the faint glow of the dark pink sunrise streaming through the skylight above. The faint rays of the sunrise dance across Izuku's face, highlighting his handsome features and the determination in his emerald green eyes.

Izuku's lips found their way to your tender slit, his tongue gently flicking and teasing your hooded pearl. The expert motions and the expert blend of pleasure and pressure elicited from his mouth heightened the sensations coursing through your body, intensifying your pleasure with each passing moment. Your taste was intoxicating to him, driving his desire further, as if he can't get enough.

Then again, he always did have a sweet tooth.

As his tongue hungrily slipped inside your aching cunt, suddenly the weight of Izuku's actions broke through the sleepy haze. Your mind flashed back to the conversation you had with Katsuki the night before, a warning that now echoed in your head. The realization hit you like a ton of bricks, "My room mate is gonna be pissed.” You groaned into your hands. The memory of Katsuki's threat looms in the back of your mind, a promise of violence should Izuku dare to lay a hand on you again.

Izuku lifted his gaze, a mischievous grin spreading across slick lips, as he locked eyes with you. His rabbit ears moved, playfully expressing his amusement. "Oh? And what is your room mate gonna do?" he retorted, a playful challenge in his voice. Without a hint of hesitation, he dives back down, his lips and tongue resuming their intoxicating dance against your sensitive folds and clit . He seemed completely unfazed by the threat, his confidence unyielding, a trait born of his secret life.

Even though the haze of pleasure, you hesitated for a moment, contemplating whether you should reveal the full extent of Katsuki's threat. Reluctantly, you gave in, letting the words slip out before your pleasure-addled brain could catch up. "He said he was gonna 'put you in the ground'," you admitted, lust thick voice tinged with a hint of unease.

Izuku's grip on your hips tightened, his possessive desire flaring again within him. The threat of violence from Katsuki barely registers as a deterrent. With a sinister glimmer in his eyes, Izuku responded, his voice laced with barely-contained excitement. "Is that so?" he murmured darkly, relishing the challenge "Let him try, I don't see a claim on your pretty neck." Without wasting another moment, Izuku went back to work, his mouth and tongue working diligently to replace any remnant of Katsuki's presence.

Feeling a sudden surge of mixed emotions—fear, excitement, desire—your hands had a mind of their own as they reached down lightly grazing over the soft, velvety texture of Izuku's rabbit ears. They quivered beneath your touch, responding to your exploration with an almost eager sensitivity.

As your fingers tangled in his forest green locks, you felt the warmth of Izuku's growl vibrating against your sensitive pussy, an intimate sound that resonated deep within you. The way his growl reverberated against your heated core sent shivers down your spine, making your swollen clit ache with need.

Izuku's mouth continued its relentless assault on your dripping cunt, his agile tongue expertly explored every hidden crevice, every secret fold, as if he was committing your every contour to memory. Each breathless moan that escaped your lips fueled Izuku's frenzy further.

For a moment, the tension in the air feels electric, a heightened awareness of the forbidden nature of your encounter. Despite the threat hanging over Izuku's head, he had explosive pleasure coursing through your body, casting an intoxicating spell over both of you. It's a dangerous game you've walked into, driven by the irresistible magnetism that seems to resonate between you and the hybrids in your life. The world around you seemed to fade away, the though of any brewing storm quickly silenced by the chorus of your erratic breaths and the wet sounds of Izuku's devouring lips.

With each passing moment, Izuku's own arousal became more apparent, his throbbing erection pressing insistently against the fabric of his pants, boxers already growing slippery with precum. The sheer desire in his eyes lit up the dim space, reflecting the hunger growing inside, as his tongue continued its wicked exploration.

As the sensations kept building, Izuku's nibbles along the sensitive skin of your inner thighs grew insistent, his teeth grazing your tender folds with just the right amount of pressure to send waves of tingling pleasure coursing through your veins. Each nip sends surges of electricity shooting up your spine, heightening your already stimulated state.

With a final, gentle nip, Izuku's attention returned to your swollen clit, his talented mouth engulfing it entirely, his tongue milking the pleasure from your body with a hunger born of his obsessive adoration.

The cold surface of the kitchen counter beneath you contrasted sharply with the scorching heat that consumed your being. It further intensified the sensations, making your body arch uncontrollably, craving more of Izuku's skilled tongue and the delicious friction against your dripping slit. As Izuku continued his tantalizing assault, a whirlwind of pleasure tore through you. Every touch, every lick, is electrifying, driving you to the edge of sanity and euphoria.

Your body responded instinctively to Izuku's ministrations, muscles tightening, drawing you closer to the precipice of your first orgasm. The familiar coil of ecstasy grew within, winding tighter with each flick of his tongue and gentle suction against your throbbing clit.

And then it happened—your climax hit you with an intensity that knocked the air out of your lungs. It crashed over you like a tidal wave, shattering any composure you still had and leaving you breathless and trembling. Your body quaked, as wave after wave of pleasure washed over you, drowning out rational thought.

As the echoes of your orgasm still shook you, Izuku didn't let up. His mouth continued to work its magic, prolonging the throes of your pleasure, drawing out every last drop of intoxication from your trembling body. The sensations are almost too much to bear, your mind spiraling in a haze of ecstasy as he licked you dry.

“Do I still reek?” Voice trembling, as you questioned whether the lingering scent of burnt caramel still clung to the air. But Izuku, always perceptive, noted the shift in your aroma, the return of your usual sweet jasmine-like scent. A return that happened a little too quickly for his oral fixation, to be quite honest.

A devious gleam danced in Izuku's emerald eyes as he listened to your words. He leaned back slightly on his knees, his chest rising and falling with his own ragged breaths. "Oh. Sorry, you still smell burnt," he lied with ease, a feigned apologetic smile playing at the corners of his lips. In this moment, he reveled in the idea of indulging his sweet tooth on the object of his obsession- You.

What was another white lie in the grand scheme of things?

Before you could respond, overcome with desire, Izuku plunged back down between your trembling thighs. The sudden latch to your swollen bead caused you to buck against the cold counter, your fingers instinctively tightening around the curls at the base of Izuku's rabbit ears, holding on for dear life. A sharp twinge of over-sensitivity mingles with the persistent pleasure, adding another layer to the overwhelming sensations.

Nose pressed against your mound, Izuku's tongue delved deep, searching for every trace of their intoxicating cum. His mouth moved with a fevered rhythm, his ministrations calculated and purposeful. His tongue speared through your slick folds, flicking and teasing as if he planned to consume every intimate drop. He couldn't get enough of your taste.

Meanwhile, your body danced on the edge of ecstasy once again. The contrasting sensations of pleasure and sensitivity, sent electric currents shooting through every nerve. With each movement of Izuku's skilled tongue, your hips involuntarily bucked and writhed, seeking more of that delicious contact.

As you came a second time, a loud cry escaped your lips, reverberating through the dimly lit space. The intensity of the sensation threatened to overwhelm you, nerves tingling with each tantalizing touch of his skilled tongue.

Izuku's own desire burned hot within him, waiting to be unleashed. Amidst your writhing against his face, Izuku's hips involuntarily jerked forward, another surge of precum staining his boxers. The feeling of the slick fabric against the head of his dick only served to increase his hunger for you.

As your thighs instinctively attempted to clamp shut around Izuku's head in a desperate bid to shield your oversensitive clit, his arms flexed, exerting a near herculean strength to keep them in place. With your back arched and thighs trembling in his hands, you were entirely at Izuku's mercy. It was just easier to surrender to the Flemish Giant's powerful hold rather than fight his iron grip.

Izuku's movements remained unyielding, a relentless pace that threatened to push you past the limits of pleasure and into the realm of cumdrunk ecstasy. In all honesty however, Izuku's own need fueled his actions, his tongue dancing deftly, exploring every hidden crevice with fervor. Maybe he was the cumdrunk one at this point.

“T-too sensitive 'Zuku” your plea for him to let up fell on deaf ears as Izuku wickedly ignored your words, except for the cute way you whimpered his name. Izuku could listen to you stuttering his first name in pleasure for the rest of his life. He took pleasure in pushing you to your limits, eager to indulge in his own selfish desires without hesitation. He had waited so long for this moment, he was going to get his fill. Or at least enough to satiate him while he made his claim.

"You can handle cumming for me again," Izuku insisted, his voice filled with dark adoration as he denied you mercy, before plunging back between your folds. Fuck, he loved you clamping down on his tongue like this, he only hoped you could handle all of him.

Your body quivered in response, overwhelmed by the heightened sensitivity of the onslaught on your swollen clit. Izuku's unwavering focus and iron grip left no room for escape or mercy. His tongue pressed skillfully, teasing and taunting your most sensitive spots, delving in with fervor and purpose. The taste of you, the intoxicating flavor that mingled with your heavenly musk, is like a drug to him, an addiction that drove him deeper into his feral desires.

Your body squirmed uncontrollably, overcome by the unbearable pleasure Izuku exerted on you. Every gentle nip and forceful suck sends you writhing. In desperation, your hands find solace in reaching the base of Izuku's rabbit ears, gently tugging with an almost desperate plea. Too much..!

But far from slowing down Izuku, the sensations of your tender grip on his ears only served to fuel his primal instincts. It's as if the touch of your shaky hands ignited a feral fire within him, intensifying the frenzied pace of his ministrations. His own need reached a fever pitch, his tongue dancing with an even more voracious appetite, ravishing every inch of your cunt.

Your body reacted uncontrollably to the overwhelming sensations, saliva escaping your lips as you moaned and whimpered in a haze of pleasure. Your legs twitching and trembling, but Izuku's firm grip prevented you from dislodging him, keeping you at his mercy.

The sound of Izuku eating out your soaked cunt echoed within the otherwise empty café kitchen, the lewd noises amplified by the decorated tiles. Your grip on the base of Izuku's furry ears tightened, desperation evident as you sought an anchor to ground herself amidst the waves of pleasure forced on you.

Driven by his feral determination, Izuku continued to devour you with a relentless pace. His imposing length now popping up and over the band of his slick boxers, yearned for release. As your squirms and whimpers grew more unrestrained, your body teetered on the edge of a precipice, ready to crash to a blinding climax.

As Izuku forced a third orgasm from your bullied clit, your vision faded into a hazy whiteness, the sheer intensity of the pleasure causing your consciousness to spiral into a realm of overwhelming ecstasy. Your mind became consumed by a kaleidoscope of sensations, blurring the boundaries of pleasure and reality. Your entire being is overwhelmed by the whiteout, a surge of ecstasy that drowns out all other thoughts and sensations.

You remained lost in your own world of ecstasy, mind blissfully blank by the overwhelming pleasure that coursed through your veins. In the midst of the pleasure-induced haze, you barely registered Izuku standing to his full height pushing 7 feet, his uniform khakis and boxers shifted low on his chiseled hips. His imposing figure cast a shadow over your flushed form. He reveled in the sight of your face caught in the throes of your cumdrunk daze, body trembling and clearly craving further gratification.

Who was he to deny you?

With another shift of fabric, Izuku's thick cock sprung forth, liberated from its confines, hardened and throbbing. His erection stood tall despite it's weight, demanding attention, the embodiment of Izuku's primal nature. Flemish Giants are big in, well, every way. If your mind wasn't completely blank right now, you'd probably be worried about how the monstrous girth could fit in you. A concern Izuku clearly didn't have.

With an unquenchable desire driving him, Izuku moved between your quivering thighs, positioning himself to align with your sopping entrance still twitching from your last orgasm. The immense size of his swollen cock head presented a challenge for your tight and unprepared opening. Your poor pussy's struggle to accommodate Izuku's massive girth sent shockwaves through both of your bodies, setting the stage for the battle between resistance and persistence. Don't worry, he'll make sure he fits.

The first few frantic and desperate tries by Izuku only drew a frustrated growl from the large hybrid. Your body strained to accommodate the overwhelming size of Izuku's cock, your senses overloaded with both pleasure and over sensitivity. But with a slick pop, the tip of Izuku's engorged member finally breached your entrance, forcing its way inside.

You remained blissfully lost in a euphoric haze, your body intertwined with Izuku's as he leaned over you. The cafe's dim lighting from the sunrise cast gentle shadows across the kitchen, highlighting Izuku's disheveled green curls and the captivating glow of his emerald eyes, resembling one of the rabbits forged from swirling shadows on the mural that adorns the wall.

Leaning over you, Izuku's dominant side asserts itself, swiftly pressing your knees up towards your shoulders. Applying pressure to open them wider, he exposed every inch of your quivering slit spread tight around the head of his dick. With a growl of determination, Izuku bullied his way further inside your depths, his larger size causing a twinge of pain as he stretched you to your limit to accommodate him. Your body struggled with the difference between him and Katsuki.

The sheer size of Izuku's cock, larger than even your room mate's, brings a mixture of pleasure and ache to your sensitized cunt. While Katsuki's barbs had their own unique sting, the contrast in size between him and the rabbit currently using you like a fucktoy induced new levels of soreness and bliss.

Izuku thinks he may have found heaven when he finally breaks in your pussy enough for his monstrous dick to bottom out against your cervix. Undeterred by your cunt's struggle, Izuku sets a rapid rabbit pace, his thrusts forceful and demanding.

The sound of their intertwining bodies filled the room, the wet slapping of Izuku's balls against your ass creating a rhythm that added to the sound of their escalating pleasure. Despite the stinging stretch, you remained freely vocal, too lost in your bliss to be concerned about anything else. Izuku's moans and your cries filled the air, adding to the sinful symphony.

As Izuku's large muscles flexed, his grip on the counter edge on either side of your head tightened, seeking leverage to thrust even more deeply. His forearms came to rest on the cold surface. Your knees were pinned again Izuku's chest, as each of his motions rocked your body forcefully against the stone counter of the kitchen island.

As Izuku continued his relentless pace, his large muscles flexing with each powerful thrust, his emerald eyes shone with feral bliss. Soft forest green ears were pinned back against his curls, a clear sign of his animalistic desire taking hold. Noticing your slightly pained fucked-out expression, Izuku found a sort of sadistic glee in your reactions. He couldn't help but revel in the sense of superiority it gave him.

No fucking way that crispy room mate of yours has ever filled you like this before.

"Aw, am I too big? Does it sting?" Izuku crooned huskily in your ear, voice filled with a twisted sense of satisfaction. "Fuck..! Taking me like such a good little pet- I knew you could handle it.” Even if his love is tainted by selfish obsession, he takes genuine pride in your resilience. Not everyone could take his bitch breaking girth the first time. Or at all.

You could only offer a weak nod in response to what little you catch of his words. Your walls clung to his thick length, the stretch more than you've ever experienced before. Yet, your blissed-out state allowed you to push through the discomfort of having your guts rearranged, exchanging it for a facet of ecstasy that only Izuku could provide. You were intoxicated.

The grip of your walls around his pulsing member further fueled his desire, his relentless pace never faltering. Your pussy clung desperately to his too thick cock, the force of each slam eliciting a a ragged gasp as he bottomed out against your cervix. His intense gaze locks onto your dilated eyes, drinking in every nuance of your cumdrunk expressions as you submitted to him completely.

For Izuku, this moment is the culmination of his desires since the moment you were hired at one of his coffee shops. His obsessive desire for you have driven him to go to great lengths, even "hiring" himself as a barista to get close to you. Now, his darkest desires are being fulfilled, the mate he craves finally within his grasp.

Fuck, he wasn't going to last much longer with you looking past him all fucked-out like that.

Intense pleasure coursing through your veins, you were overcome by the sensory overload of cumming again. Saliva escaped your parted lips, a shiny trail down the side of your chin. Your moans and whimpers intermingled with the wet, lewd sounds of your boss' thrusts into you, heavy balls accentuating squelches with quick slaps against your ass. Your gushing cunt walls attempted to tighten around Izuku's massive member with some success as you reached one last mind shattering orgasm. Your trembling pussy clamped down as best it could, Izuku thrusting all the while.

As he reached his own tipping point, Izuku's rabbit ears stood straight up, a visible sign of his peaking pleasure. “S-shit” He whined, your tight cunt was strangling his cock, causing his foot to bounce uncontrollably as he thrust as fast as possible. Each slam was met with the rhythmic spasming of your walls, clenching onto his too thick length with a desperate intensity. The sensation of your pussy clinging to his dick on every exiting pull, and the feel of his mushroom tip slamming against your cervix, was too much for Izuku. Driven by his unbridled desire, Izuku maintained his rabbit-like pace until the end, unable to resist the sweet agony of the tight vice that surrounded him.

With a deep groan of satisfaction, Izuku succumbed to the milking motion of your tight ring of muscles. The tip of his cock became engorged and sensitive, the pressure pushing him over the edge, the slit gushing forth with his warm cum. Pumping spurt after spurt, Izuku filled your womb with his seed, the pulsing sensation mixing with the raw pleasure that coursed through you both. One of his fuzzy ears cocked to the side, a visual display of the euphoria that engulfed him.

As with most rabbit hybrids, Izuku momentarily leaned all his weight on your pinned legs and his forearms, his body collapsing with the intensity of his climax. Your cunt walls stretched tight around his member still milked and clenched, coaxing every drop of his essence from within him. Overwhelmed by the influx of cum you could only moan brokenly in bliss, your consciousness long faded away during your last orgasm.

In the aftermath of your shared climax, Izuku remained trembling and breathless over your spent body, his emerald eyes still gleaming with a primal intensity, as he nuzzled your hair. The cafe was filled with the scent of your combined arousal, a poignant reminder of the powerful connection. A perfect mix of pine needles, yuzu zest and jasmine blossoms in the smug Izuku's opinion.

Much better than that burnt sugar bastard's stench.

Izuku needs a few tries to withdraw from your clasping cunt, before the head of his dick pops free of your pubic ridge with a final jerk of his hips. He hissed in oversensitive pleasure at the sensation of pulling free of your quim. Geez, were all humans this small on the inside? He wondered as his cum began to gush out of you. Izuku's viscous seed quickly flowed down your folds, trailing onto the cold counter top before beginning to drip onto the floor. He could definitely get used to that image. “You should get some rest” Izuku smugly beamed down at you before planting a soft kiss on your forehead, your lids heavy with fatigue. You could hardly fight the chemicals, both natural and otherwise at this point, from pulling you into slumber, and soon you lost the battle. He smiled as he heard your breathing even out, asleep.

Izuku's tea, and it's added ingredient, had taken longer to take effect than he expected. When he saw how exhausted you were, he had just intended for you to nap through your shift. Cuddle with your unconscious form under a cozy blanket in the autumn afternoon during his lunch hour, maybe. Izuku was so glad he'd been given enough time make you cry his name so prettily before you slipped into sleep.

In comparison to this morning, you looked so serene and relaxed, even after your intense encounter. Izuku leaned over you, his forearms resting on the cold stone, nuzzling your hair tenderly. His nose twitched, catching your mingled scents again, making his rabbit ears flick with delight. Izuku, hidden behind his gentle facade once again, wished he had “hired” himself sooner. He could have felt you shuddering around him months ago, but he vowed to make up for lost time now that you were already spreading yourself for him on his kitchen counter.

With gentle care, Izuku's muscular frame picked up your sleeping body from the kitchen counter. He cradled in his arms with a protective tenderness, mindful not to jostle you from slumber. He carried down the hall to the employee room across from the office, where a comfy jade couch awaited, a place for you to rest while he tended to the café.

As Izuku lay you down on the couch, your sleepy form stirred and before turning over with a yawn. Izuku would have stayed there, with his forehead against yours, all day. However, as the sunrise streamed through the kitchen skylight, Izuku became aware of just how late in the morning it was. With the sun coming up, he only had a few minutes until the coffee shop opened. He watched over you for a moment more, ensuring you were comfortably tucked into a cushy blanket, before he turned his attention to the café.

After all, as the owner of the 'Lunar Rabbit' chain, Izuku had responsibilities to fulfill.

Izuku is gonna be mad when he realizes he left the pastries in the oven, but raspberry croutons are a small price to pay in the long run.

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Lionpeach prompt: After Azure becomes the Jade emperor he makes a deal with wukong that if he marries him his friends will be safe

Sun Wukong had no idea how long he had been in the scroll.

It could've been minutes or years. Time was easily lost when you had to traverse a landscape made of your worst memories, from receiving his shifu's harsh words of banishment to feeling the fillet tighten around his head for the first time to hearing Long Xiaojiao scream at him as the Samadhi fire wrapped around her. He had fucked up in his long life, and the scroll made sure he remembered it all, even the smallest thing that slipped his self-hatred.

At least Xiaotian and the others had escaped. If they were out, there was hope.

He sighed, standing up from the ledge he sat on. He had needed a quick rest, although it was tempting to just sit there. He couldn't. He needed to figure a way out.

Before Wukong could begin to move, the world began to glow a familiar azure blue. He tensed up, taking a step back. Before he could run, the blue swallowed him up...

And he came to.

It was dark, although it took him a second to realize that he was scrunching his eyes closed. "Wukong?" a familiar voice said. He scrunched his eyes up even more. Once, that voice had made him feel warm and confident, sure of himself and his friends.

Then he had tried to kill him.

A familiar paw smoothed gently down his face. "Should he be like this?" Azure's voice said, probably asking Yellowtusk. "He should be alright now, right? We fixed the damage to the tile."

Oh. That explained why things got screwy at the end.

"I think he's just pretending so we'll leave him alone."

Dang it.

Wukong opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was a giant multi-colored crack that began to close, ruining the lovely bedroom that had to be in the Celestial Realm. The second thing was Azure, practically crackling at the seams with the Jade Emperor's power, sitting next to him.

"Azure..." he whispered, not sure whether to be angry at him or afraid for him. "You're killing yourself."

Azure didn't respond beyond a simple quirk of his brow. "Leave us," he said to Yellowtusk. "I want privacy for this moment." Wukong felt his own brow raise as the elephant demon slipped out surprisingly quiet, closing the door behind him.

There was a heartbeat of silence.

Then Azure's paw gently turned his face towards his. "Wukong," he sighed.

"Azure."

"...I was so worried about you," the lion sighed. "I was hasty and acted foolishly. My cruelty towards Qi Xiaotian was uncalled for," Wukong tensed the moment his successor's name left the lion's mouth. "But I hope I can make it up to him with this."

"With what?" Wukong scoffed. Azure had a tendency to act before he thought, not really taking in many people's opinions. It was one of the things that made Macaque feel uneasy.

The next words are enough to justify Macaque's unease.

"Marry me."

"...Excuse me?"

"I can protect Xiaotian and his friends if the world knows they're under my protection thanks to you," Azure said, not bothering to repeat himself. He was unaware of dots connecting in Wukong's mind, disgust filling him.

He trusted that Azure wanted the Jade Emperor gone, for the better in his mind. But, choosing him to be the next emperor? The minute Wukong had met him, Azure had insisted that he was the perfect choice, even through frustration at him putting his monkeys first and his goofy attitude. Peng had once told him, out of spite at something Azure did, that Azure had a list of baby names for children he wanted with Wukong. Wukong had brushed it off, assuming that they just wanted chaos between him and the lion.

Except now he had to face the idea that Azure had hoped to get in his pants.

Before he could even say something or figure out what to say, Azure sighed. "I'll take your silence as a no," he said.

Lips pressed against his cheek.

"Please, think about it. I only want what is best for you." Azure pulled away, heading to the door. He paused to glance back at him with what he probably thought was a kind expression, but all Wukong could think was the idea that sat in his mind now.

"Good night."

[aventurineswife]

Welcome to my HSR Masterlist 3!

Here, you'll find HSR fanfictions, headcanons, and maybe a few surprises along the way.

Feel free to send in your requests!

Incorrect Quotes: (19), (20), (21), (22), (23)

Luck, Love, and a Thousand Jades | Aventurine x Reader

“What a gambler gains in the end is also what they lose in the end.” | Aventurine x Reader

From Whisper to Inferno | Ratio x Reader

Between Crumbs and Cataclysms | Aventurine, Kafka, Boothill x Demon!Reader

And I will kiss you slowly | Sunday x Reader

“Natural? Yes, Natural” | Aventurine x Reader

The Past Meets Future | Diluc, Kaeya, Sampo, Gepard x Reader

The Price of Loyalty | Sampo, Aventurine x Dog-Human!Reader

“The greatest gift a parent gives is the freedom to grow” | Parental Figure!Jing Yuan x Teen!Reader

With Every Strike, We Find Ourselves | Jing Yuan, Feixiao, Blade, Dan Heng x Galaxy Ranger!Teen!Reader

“I loved you like the sun, yet you loved me like the eclipse." | Sunday x Reader

In the Hands of the One I Love | Moze x Reader

More Than a Pretty Face | Aventurine, Ratio, Dan Heng x Reader

Winning Hearts, Taking Risks | Aventurine x Female!Reader

Frying Pan Saves The Day! | Feixiao, Jiaoqiu, Moze x Reader

HSR Characters and their preferences in a S/O | Aventurine, Sunday, Boothill, Jing Yuan, Blade x Reader

A Joke Too Far | Aventurine, Sunday, Ratio x Reader

“Think I like you best when you're just with me, And no one else” | Aventurine, Sunday, Ratio x Reader

Fallen Yet Still We Rise | Sunday x Fallen Angel!Reader

Quiet Comfort | Ratio x Reader

Special Gift from Santa! | Boothill, Aventurine x Female!Reader

The Greatest Present Awaits You | Aventurine x Reader

Shared Silhouettes of Sorrow | Aventurine x Reader

Whispers in the Night | Aventurine, Ratio, Boothill x Reader

“Don't you want someone crazy like me, babe?” | Ratio x Reader

Even Immortals Have Limits | Aventurine, Ratio, Sunday x Reader

“In riding a horse, we borrow freedom” | Ratio x Reader

Stars, Spices, and Shared Silence | Feixiao x Reader

HSR Characters Reaction On Mouthwashing | Kaka, Silver Wolf, Blade x Reader

Through Every Cough and Sigh | Welt, Dan Heng x Reader

“They make me laugh” | Kafka x Reader

Remembrance of Shadows | Dan Heng, Sunday, Aventurine x Reader

Let Me Be Selfish Tonight | Sunday x Reader

Fortune’s Most Favored | Aventurine x Reader

Behind the Mask, Beneath the Gamble | Aventurine x Reader

Between Waking and Dreaming | Sunday x Kiana Kaslana!Reader

“My best enemy is you” | Aventurine x Reader

Pirate!Aventurine x Mermaid!Reader | Part 1 | Part 2

Gifts of the Heart | Aventurine, Ratio, Jing Yuan, Dan Heng x Reader

“Come back to me, love” | Dan Heng IL, Aventurine x Reader

Mask of the Showman | Aventurine x Furina!Reader

Tides of Solace | Ratio, Kaveh x Reader

A Duet of Souls | Sunday x Reader

“Don't Touch Me” | Ratio, Aventurine x Reader

“Unravel Me” | Owl!Ratio x Reader

“Can a Stranger be a Friend?” | Aventurine/Kakavasha x Reader

When Weakness Brings Us Closer | Aventurine, Sampo, Sunday, Dan Heng x Reader

“Was this still just friendship?” | Aventurine x Reader

Love, But At What Cost? | Sunday x Reader

“The coolest eyes of the bestest Dad in the universe!” | Dad!Aventurine

“Not today, fluffball. Today, they’re mine” | Aventurine x Reader

“I think about us a lot” | Aventurine x Reader

Between Luck and Chaos | Aventurine x Reader

Where the Cold Can’t Touch Us | Aventurine x Reader

The Greatest Award | Dad!Aventurine

Through Their Eyes, a Hero | Dad!Aventurine

Where Dreams and Stars Collide | Sunday x Female!Reader

A Family of Our Own | Dad!Aventurine x Parent!Reader

Under The Mistletoe | Aventurine, Dan Heng, Boothill, Sunday, Mortefi, Xiangli Yao, Aalto, Kaveh x Reader

Secret Gift for Special Someone | Mortefi, Kaveh, Aventurine, Sunday, Ratio x Reader

Sugar, Spice, and Everything Nice | Ratio x Reader

Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas | Aventurine x Reader

In the Spirit of the Season | Aventurine, Sampo x Dog Hybrid Human!Reader

“Christmas isn’t a season. It’s a feeling” | Kaveh x Reader x Aventurine

Through Pain, We Laugh | Kafka, Blade, Silver Wolf, Firefly x Reader

“It's okay to not be okay” | Aventurine x Reader

In the middle of Difficulty lies Opportunity | Aventurine, Jing Yuan, Argenti x Teen!Reader

The Universe Begins Within | Aventurine, Sampo, Childe x Reader

To Disaster, With Love | Aventurine x Ragatha!Reader

“Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart” | Dad!Aventurine

The Last of Us | Aventurine x Avgin!Teen!Reader

Echoes of a Heart Unseen | Aventurine, Sunday, Argenti x Miyo! SaimoriReader

From Burnt to Bonded | Astral Express x Reader

From Giant to Child, You Are Still You | Gepard, Sampo, Aventurine, Ratio, Boothill x Reader

Behind Every Smile, There’s A Heart Breaking | Sunday, Aventurine, Blade, Jing Yuan x Ai Hoshino!Teen!Reader

Reflections of Beauty | Aventurine x Reader

What Blooms Between Us | Luocha x Florist!Reader

Pages in Light | Dan Heng, Ratio x Reader

A Recipe for Chaos | Jiaoqiu, Ruan Mei, Fu Xuan x Reader

Fragments of Fate | Boothill, Aventurine, Gepard x Teen!Reader

Between Mentorship and Family | Jing Yuan, Himeko x Teen!Reader

“Let it be for now” | Sunday x Vidyadhara!Reader

The Greatest Fear | Blade x Reader

Up! Up! | Aventurine, Sunday, Sampo, Childe

Mine to Claim | Dan Heng x Reader

“If I Fall, Let It Be for You” | Dan Heng, Sunday, Aventurine x Reader

Waves of Lost Harmony | Sunday x Reader

“Objection! Gambling with Your Life is Not a Legal Strategy!” | Aventurine x Lawyer!Reader

“Teach Me Gently, Guide Me Kindly” | Anaxa x Reader

Lean Down, Lift Up | Sunday x Reader

Softened by Silence | Aventurine x Reader

Beneath the Mask | Kaveh, Aventurine, Alhaitham x Demon!Reader

Through the Marble Streets | Phainon x Reader

(Read this before making a request!)

[emyluwinter]

Hey honey.

It's been a long time since I've thrown out some theories.

Before the new part is released at the end of January. I want to share a few ideas about what can happen in general in the arc of Dissomnia.

In Riddle's dream, we see that his subconscious (no, guys, Malleus doesn't create all these dreams, he just gives them sand and various shapes and throws them into the sandbox) made his childhood very…Happy? His loving mother, who doesn't treat him like she's cultivating some kind of experiment. On the contrary, she has a big heart with a tender love for his son. Maybe his parents will be one of those sweet romantic couples with a long and strong marriage. A quiet, serene life. The friends who had been with him for all those years that he was actually locked in the house. Lots of hobbies. Lots of fun, lots of childish curiosity, games and adventures. Yes, he is still respected. But he is loved. Love as a friend and an undergraduate who has earned a good reputation.

Well, it can also be as tall as a two-meter-high Epel. Ahahaha.

Or 1.1, as we saw in Leona's dream. For Riddle, the dream is a nightmare where he continued all his mother's instructions and ended up….broke down. When he realized that the world was completely different from the narrow, tiny world in which he was trapped.

Ace's dream is something wild. It haunts me that we didn't see Ace at the very beginning. You see, we met the characters exactly in the order in which we met them. For example. Epel-Rook-Vil, Floyd-Jade-Azul. Jack-Raggie-Leona and so on. The meaning is clear. But in the arch with the dreams of Hearts, everything went topsy-turvy. It's pretty funny if they just switched places for the sake of Alice's chaos theme.

Ace is definitely going to be a wild card in every sense. Maybe his dream is a simple school life? Or is it an endless amusement park?

But you know, I want to see one detail….

What if Ace's subconscious gave Yu and Grimm better conditions? A Loving Family? A house?

I had an idea what he could give to Yu's - parents. Yuu mother, for example, is a famous photographer and artist (Yu's love of photography and art), and Father is an inventor or craftsman (I will fight with anyone who says the opposite, that Yu does not understand repairs and all sorts of things, after so much has been done in their dormitory) Definitely a man who has golden hands, in short. And Yuu will be their favorite child, having inherited their passion for certain crafts. A modest but very very cozy house where you can exhale and leave all your sorrows at the door. Where there is always a smell of something delicious or pleasant.

Grimm is a part of this family unconditionally. Is he also loved, also slightly spoiled?

The reason, which has strong and deep roots in the form of family and home, is that neither Yu nor Grimm will leave college. Yuu doesn't have to go back to his world, Grimm doesn't have to get used to living alone without Yuu.

Maybe Yuu will even have magic in Ace's dream, who knows?

2.2 We turn the chessboard around again and his dream is all his hidden fears. The horrors and nightmares that haunt him.

Riddle remains the same Tyrant, the rules are becoming suffocating in every sense. There is no help from senpai, teachers, or the principal. Yuu either returned to their world, or were injured or died in one of the overblots. Or they were expelled when Grimm's behavior was no longer tolerated.

Consciousness and subconsciousness are very complex things. Therefore, it is difficult to say what can break out and turn into a dream.

The arc of the other characters' dreams will end. Finally, these filler series will end.

The plan of Idia and Styx. Discussing exactly HOW to wake everyone up and reason with Malleus. Most likely, this will again be a division into groups. 22 characters in one scene, it's a nightmare for a screenwriter!

After we wake up the "last one," Malleus decides to make a move. You know, I couldn't help but think that this Dragon, beautiful as a god, was just waiting for a very convenient moment to attack. And this guy, let's not forget, is also smart. VERY Let's say we woke up the whole "gang for a fight". What's not a great opportunity to sneak up and not destroy the entire pillar? My bet is that there will be a repeat of the sleeping beauty scene. Silver started it, so there will be an attack on him. He's the only one who can walk through other people's dreams without Draconia's knowledge. Permissions NOT too.

What is easier to deprive the only chance to wake up the others again than to fix the main problem? We put Silver to sleep, we throw everyone back into their dreams. Voila!

This will most likely happen after Riddle wakes up. It would make sense because we started the game with Riddle (figuratively speaking), and Malleus closes the door back at the very end. They have some similar themes, which would be well reflected by some of their parallels. Both have a theme of roses and thorns. Both follow their own "rules", both have their own "reputational image", both don't know much about the "outside world".

Finally, let's bring Lilia back into the story. Yes, I miss the reunion of the Diasomnia family.

Yuu will see more dreams about "Sleeping Beauty" as a warning that Malleus has been watching them all this time and waiting for the moment to cut down this weed.

7.1. Yuu also sees all the horror, all the nightmare from the prologue.But not fleetingly in a moment like before…..and live every second of this desperate and hopeless situation. It's like they're being burned alive, torn to pieces, and they see each death in slow motion, like an endless torture.

Silver, because of his unique Magic, can see this nightmare too… and they both realize that this is not a dream at all, and not because of Malleus.

Lilia drinks blood. (maybe Yuu, maybe not) LISTEN, he ate frogs and mice, and another Bag knows what else. Technically, he's a flying mouse fairy. Sooo some species feed on blood. What's not a great solution to give Lilia the "opportunity" to regain her powers and magic before completing the entire arc of studies? It might work as some kind of move that just nobody knew about. Let's think that the Senate hated Lilia because his kind could feed on someone else's blood and become stronger? It's not the most pleasant thing, but we have something. It's a good and logical argument why they didn't want him in the capital so much.

So far, these are all the points that I can come up with in my tired head.

and also

Chapter 8!!

Each chapter has its own "theme" that is discussed one way or another throughout each arc. I may be wrong, but I only use the ones that I noticed myself during the passage. Chapter 1. tyranny and despotism, parental overprotection. Chapter 2 other people's hopes, a brick ceiling (I don't know how to say for sure that even if you give it your all, there is something that you can't go through in any way to achieve more) Chapter 3 - bullying, self-doubt. Chapter 7 the inevitability of loss, grief and loss, and so on.

For chapter 8, it could be Loneliness, isolation, and the outsider. Loneliness? It seems that this topic has not been raised in other chapters.

Yuu's loneliness, because they're not from here. Grimm's loneliness, because he doesn't belong to any part of society either. It's possible that the "puppeteer" is so distraught from loneliness and grief from the loss of something.

Hmm. Most likely, I'm wrong, and the topic of chapter 8 will be different.

They are both isolated from the world in one way or another. Remember how in the same novel, everyone kept them at arm's length and a mop, just to avoid dealing with them.

I understand that we still have a lot to see in Chapter 7, but frankly I have no idea what they have in store for Chapter 8!!

Oh, yeah. Most likely, on this anniversary, the 8th dormitory will be made official and they will be given a "badge", the one with the ribbon that students wear on their uniform jackets. In any case, it's very likely. If they also give you a uniform for Grimm, it will be very cool.

That's the end of my brain gum and I'm taking a break from work.

What do you think, dear?

[astro-stars]

fish mafia (TWST)

The Mostro Lounge was quiet, save for the faint clinking of glasses and the murmured conversations of a few customers. Azul sat in his VIP room, meticulously reviewing contracts. The stillness of the space was something he cherished, a rare moment of calm amidst the chaos of running the lounge.

That calm shattered when the door swung open with a loud creak. Standing in the doorway was Yuu, her cheeks flushed and her eyes sparkling with a loopy kind of cheerfulness. She swayed slightly, a soft giggle escaping her lips as she stepped inside.

Azul looked up, startled. “Prefect? What are you doing here? And… are you alright?”

Yuu stumbled toward his desk, her grin widening. “Azul! I escaped Ace and Deuce,” she said, her voice sing-song and sweet. “They were trying to stop me, but I… I had to come see you. It’s important.”

Azul raised an eyebrow, setting his pen down. “Important?”

Yuu nodded vigorously, giggling again. “Super important. Pretty Boy, I figured it out. I know your secret.”

Azul’s composure wavered for a split second. “My secret?”

“Yeah,” Yuu said, leaning on his desk conspiratorially. “You’re totally the fish mafia.”

The room went silent. Azul blinked, utterly baffled. “I’m sorry, the… fish mafia?”

“Yes!” Yuu exclaimed, clapping her hands together. “It all makes sense. You’re the boss—you’ve got all these contracts and schemes. Jade is your consigliere because he’s calm and sneaky. And Floyd? Floyd’s the enforcer who makes people swim with the fishes! It’s perfect!”

From behind the doorway, Floyd’s unmistakable laugh rang out as he poked his head in. “Oh, this is gold. Shrimpy, keep going! I’m loving this.”

Jade appeared a moment later, his composed expression tinged with amusement. “How creative, Prefect. I must admit, this is a… unique perspective.”

Azul groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Prefect, I assure you, we are not the fish mafia.”

“Oh, but you totally are,” Yuu insisted, her tone earnest despite her loopy demeanor. “My mom thinks so too. I told her all about you, and now she calls you that. Isn’t that funny?”

Floyd burst out laughing, leaning against the doorframe. “Boss, you hear that? We’re famous!”

Jade’s smile widened slightly. “Quite the reputation you’ve cultivated, Azul.”

Azul sighed deeply, his usual composure slipping. “This is absurd.”

Yuu leaned back in her chair, her giggles softening into a sweet smile. “It’s not absurd. It’s… cute. You’re all amazing, and I think it’s great. Fish mafia or not, you’re my favorites.”

Azul shook his head, though a faint smile tugged at his lips despite himself. “Let’s get you to the infirmary before you decide to spread this… colorful idea to the rest of the school.”

“Okay, Pretty Boy,” Yuu said sweetly, standing up and swaying slightly. “But only if you promise to tell me all your fish mafia secrets later.”

Floyd’s laughter echoed as they escorted her out, his amusement uncontainable. “Shrimpy, you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to us. Boss, you’ve got to live up to this now!”

Jade chuckled softly, his tone playful. “Indeed, it seems we’ve gained quite the title.”

Azul sighed once more, his cheeks faintly pink. “Let’s just focus on getting her back to normal.”

TAGLIST: @soramcduckahyucky

BORDERS: me!!

[mmso-notlikethat]

2024 Fic Roundup

tagged by @loucifersbitch & @livelaughlou thank you! <3

this year(?) lol i only started writing again by the end of November.. anyway, i wrote 9 works with 58,369 words! (I won't include the things i didn't post on ao3 but there is a little more here on Tumblr that i'll post there eventually mostly smut)

so Thankful for everyone who read and like my stuff <3

All of Me Ι bucktommy, E, 2k

Just Buck taking care of Tommy after a long day... Tommy knelt on the soft rug, his broad shoulders relaxed, his hands resting on his thighs. It had been a long day—his shift grueling, not bad exactly, but heavy. kind of day where the calls weren’t easy—each one leaving its mark—every task seemed endless and every moment dragged, leaving him worn out in a way that went deeper than physical exhaustion. Between the air and the ground, he’d given everything he had, navigating through chaos and heat.

Cat whisperer Ι bucktommy, G, 1.1k

Tommy is a cat dad!

Boy in the Bubble (Tommy Begins) Ι bucktommy, more Tommy centered, E, 17k (WIP) well this one is a journey, i wrote the whole thing then started posting but while i'm posting i started hating some chapters and now i'm stuck, that's why i never talk about it lol.. but yeah, it's there

5 times tommy lost something + 1 time he got it back

Edge of desire Ι bucktommy, E, 9.3k may i say this is my favorite thing that i wrote 😶‍🌫️

After a reckless rescue leaves Buck hanging between life and death, Tommy is watching from a distance, torn between anger, fear, and the ache of lingering love. aka "the angry sex fic"

Ode to My Broken Wrench Ι Platonic EddieChimTommy, G, 3.7k

Eddie and Chimney show up uninvited with beers, they talk... and Tommy’s forced to face his fears about love, loss, and why ignoring his problems hasn’t fixed anything yet.

Closer Than You Think Ι bucktommy, T+, 7.4k

"You know my boyf—mm, no, my ex b’yfrienddd," Buck slurred, pointing vaguely at the man sitting beside him. The guy—some guy named Jake, or maybe Jade... something like that—just nodded like this was the most riveting conversation of his life. "Mmm yes, he is my ex now. Anyway, he was great! No, no, wait, he’s my ex, he’s awful, you see."

Inhale. Exhale. Ι bucktommy, M, 3.2k

“Hey, this is awkward, huh?” Buck tried to inject some levity, his voice muffled by his mask. “Just being crammed with your ex in the world’s worst escape room.” Tommy didn’t respond. His gloved hands were trembling slightly, and Buck could hear his breaths coming faster, shallower. “Tommy?” Buck’s tone shifted, the humor fading. “Hey, you with me?” Tommy’s head jerked up, but his eyes—visible through his mask—were wide, unfocused. He shook his head slightly, muttering something Buck couldn’t catch over the hiss of air tanks and the distant sound of fire crackling. And then it clicked. Buck had seen this before, though never from Tommy. Panic. Real, gut-wrenching panic.

Love (Re)Actually Ι bucktommy, G, 10k

Tommy glanced back at Buck, catching his gaze. “Nice to see you, Buck,” he said, his voice warm but measured. “You look good.” Buck blinked, caught off guard. “Uh… thanks. You, too.” Tommy smiled faintly before turning back to Maddie. “Thanks for letting me crash Christmas. It beats hanging out at home and pretending to like my own cooking,” Tommy said with a grin. aka giving them their Christmas Romcom

Forgiveness, love, and mild head injuries Ι bucktommy, M, 3.3k

"Bar fights on Christmas Eve. Why is this a thing?" Hen muttered. Eddie adjusted his gloves, surveying the scene. "Maybe Santa didn’t bring what they wanted." Chimney chuckled. "Or someone sang ‘Last Christmas’ one too many times." Buck stayed quiet, his mind already churning with a mix of irritation and exhaustion. As they approached, a police officer waved them over. "This one’s yours... I think," the officer said, jerking his thumb toward someone sitting on the curb. Buck’s stomach sank as soon as he recognized the messy mop of dark hair. "Tommy?" Buck’s voice came out in disbelief.

idk who did this but i'll tag some moots ehe (sorry if you already did it but tell me i wanna check them! 😗)

@typicalopposite @cjlouwho @louvemeanyway @epiphainie @littlepaws9

@hippolotamus @bidisasterevankinard @rosyhoneydew @chimneyz

[kittievampire]

Okay okay hear me out cheater!satan x mc x Lucifer

basically Satan cheats on mc he doesn’t really regret in the beginning but later on he start regretting it but by now mc has gotten over it and started dating Lucifer (maybe he comforted them when they found out) Satan ends up finding out (probably just like walking in on them kissing or something you’re choice) mc and Lucifer have a pretty fluffy ending but for Satan just angst you can make it nsfw if you want but free to ignore 💗🌈

Okay, so I SAID that cheating was iffy for me,

Buuuuuuut I like the idea so I'll do it just for you bb 😘

Also, this may have been a bit rushed I'm so sorry

Lemme see what I have in my bag, my dear~

Click here if you wanna request!

Listening to When I Was Your Man while writing this!

Regret

Warnings: Angst (duh), Fluff, Cheating, Cursing, Hurt/Comfort, GN MC, Cheating!Satan x MC, Lucifer x MC, MC is a fuckin unit, MC has anger issues lowkey tho

Enjoy.

When you started dating Satan, you couldn't help but notice a slight shift in his demeanor.

Before the two of you started going out, he loved to spoil you with gifts, play with your hair, read you his favorite stories, and take you to cat cafes. Afterward, however, there was a sudden decline of such acts. You figured it was because he wanted to be more low-key with you while together, maybe he preferred it that way?

You weren't sure. But you didn't want to pester your boyfriend about it.

Though it did bother you a little that he didn't show you any physical affection, you assumed it must've been a personal thing. Maybe he was uncomfortable sharing his personal space with someone. Maybe later on in your relationship, he'd come around and start kissing your forehead or cuddling with you. Really, that was all you'd hoped for out of a relationship. While he wasn't giving you that right now, you concluded that you'd seem demanding if you went to confront him about it, so you remained quiet. There was, however, something else that was bothering you.

Lucifer had started acting odd as well. He'd avoid the two of you quite often, but when confronted about it, he denied such accusations.

"I have no idea what you mean, MC. Perhaps you're imagining things," was a common statement from the eldest.

Again, you decided not to pester.

You were well aware of the friction between the two brothers, but you didn't think entering a relationship with one of them would cause the other to start avoiding you. Occasionally, you'd catch the demon in question casting you small glances of worry whenever you and Satan were in the same room.

You think, now, that perhaps he was trying to warn you.

Maybe he was trying to voice his opinions non-verbally, make you aware of what would happen in the future.

Unfortunately, hapless you couldn't see the signs. The red flags seemed like regular ones, due to the love-tinted glasses you were wearing. And your heart wasn't prepared for the torture it'd soon endure.

_

You returned to the House of Lamentation to the usual chaos. Leviathan yelling at Mammon for selling another one of his figurines, Beelzebub munching on a cheeseburger, Belphegor sleeping beside his twin, and Asmodeus putting on lip gloss. Racing down the hallway and into Satan's room, you set down the little trinket you'd gotten him from Akuzon that had finally arrived.

It was a jade green bookmark with cat faces scattered around it. There was magic within the bookmark that helped it stay in place when threatening to fall out of a book, so you figured it'd help him keep his spot whenever his books got flung around.

Smiling, you flipped over the bookmark, grabbing the marker you had in your pocket, and began to write.

'Hope this helps, love you always — MC'

After dropping off the gift, you noticed the brothers' mayhem bleeding into the hallways and the rooms. You bit your lip for a moment. Usually Lucifer was around to keep them all in check. Where was he?

This wasn't exactly the ideal place for studying. You had an important exam tomorrow, you couldn't afford any distractions during your study time.

Satan had mentioned he was going to be in the library to tutor another student. Perhaps you should join him.

_

Assuming he wouldn't mind, you didn't bother texting him beforehand and entered the library.

Her giggle was what brought you to that position in the library, her hand on his chest was what made you freeze, and his kiss to her forehead was what made your heart drop.

"Satan?"

You called out to him, feeling the world suddenly pause around you. You could practically hear your heart crack slowly like a glass statue had been exposed to high sound frequencies. You tried your best to process the sight before you, sight becoming more and more fuzzy as tears began to well up in them.

Satan turned his head to look at you, green eyes widening in shock. "MC," He responded.

The succubus beside him giggled once more, her pink eyes meeting yours as a grin formed on her face. "Oh, this is your little plaything, baby?" She asked, her index finger tracing a circle along his chest.

"Plaything?" You repeat, one hand clenching into a fist and bringing it to your chest. "Satan, what the is this whore talking about?" You demanded, a tear slipping down your cheek.

The succubus growled. "Who are you calling a whore, you—" "Shut the fuck up, I'm not talking to you," You interrupt, not even giving her a glance. Satan raised his hand. "Hey, hey, there's no need for that, MC, relax." He said softly, feeling your anger rising.

You flinched. Looking deep into his emerald eyes, you could see the joy, the pleasure. Of course.

He wanted to see you angry.

He wanted to feed off of your anger, that's what he wanted.

That's why he was with you, because it was so easy to push your buttons.

Soon enough, the succubus was standing in front of you, pointing her finger at you, long acrylic nail almost poking at your chest. "You've got some nerve calling me a whore. It's not my fault he prefers me over some rodent like you. If you want him, I'll gladly fight you for him, but I doubt a human like you could put up a fight against me. I bet you don't even impress in bed," The succubus continued babbling in front of you. You glanced behind her, meeting the blond's gaze. His fingers intertwined, elbows pressed into the desk, hands blocking your view of his mouth, but you were almost certain he was smirking at the rising fury in the room.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you, you bastard?!" You shouted, the succubus stepping in front of you once more, pushing her finger into your chest. "Hey, I'm—" "Get your greasy ass finger out of my face!" You pushed her hand away.

The succubus stumbled backward a bit, teeth clenched as she seethed. "How dare you!" She swung her arm forward. Her palm would've struck you across the face, were it not for a red gloved hand to catch her wrist.

"What is the meaning of this?" You turned your head slowly, Lucifer's black wings wrapping around you protectively as his piercing red gaze shifting from the succubus to Satan. The Avatar of Wrath met his eyes, a glare making it's way to the blond's face.

Lucifer's icey stare shifted to you, then back at the succubus. Immediately, it turned into a look of disgust and disappointment. "Leave," He said in a demanding tone, causing the succubus to shudder and run off.

There was a dead silence in the room.

Only the sound of your heart loudly thumping against your chest was heard, ringing in your ears. You swallowed a lump in your throat, eyes flicking downward at the ground as you tried to process everything.

"Don't look down at me like that, Lucifer." Satan finally broke the silence, earning a scoff from the eldest. "I look at trash however I please." Lucifer immediately shot back, earning a slam of Satan's fists against the table. "Trash?! You don't even know what was going on before you walked in!"

Lucifer looked down at your quivering state, your arms wrapped around yourself as another tear slipped down your cheek. "I could only assume..." He murmured out softly, wrapping an arm around you. "Come with me, MC," He spoke softly, guiding you out of the library, leaving a fuming Satan behind.

You heard a loud crash, similar to the sound of a table being thrown across the room, as the library doors slammed shut behind you.

The hallway looked a lot longer than it used to. Probably because you were becoming less and less aware of your surroundings as your vision became even more blurry.

Soon enough, you were seated in a chair in the Student Council room, Lucifer seated next to you.

_

Lucifer wasn't the best when it came to comforting, he was well aware of that. Nonetheless, he was silent when you started sobbing. He knew of Satan's intentions from the beginning, but he was also hoping that perhaps you could change him, make him forget what he originally wanted out of you and fall in love just as you did with him.

The Avatar of Pride was jealous of his brother. He had developed quite an affinity for you, but once you made your feelings for Satan known, he pushed back his thoughts on confessing. He wanted to respect your space, so he tried to push himself away as much as he could in a meager attempt to soothe his aching heart.

He wanted to give the two of you a chance, he really did.

Now he wishes he'd have stepped in sooner. Given you a fighting chance for the upcoming heartbreak he knew you must've been feeling.

Unconsciously, his hand gently grasped your shoulder. This was the most physical comfort he could give you right now.

You froze in your seat, slowly looking up to face him. Tear streaks staining your reddened cheeks, eyes puffy from your crying. Suddenly, you threw yourself into his arms, wrapping yours around his torso and sobbing quietly into his chest.

Lucifer flinched, allowing his mind to process what was happening before tenderly wrapping his arms around you. One of his gloved hands began to gently stroke your hair. His chin rested on the top of your head and he closed his eyes, finding a solitude of sorts in the embrace as you released all of your rage and sadness.

_

Ever since that night, you and Lucifer had grown a lot closer. You'd been staying at the Purgatory Hall with Simeon, Luke, and Solomon, and you didn't interact with Satan almost at all at RAD, seeing as you shared none of your classes together.

That's when you started feeling something toward Lucifer. He'd always check up on you when you had the time, take you to special events as his guest, and give you his shoulder to cry and lean on when you'd ask for it.

The two of you were at Ristorante Six when he asked you to be his. Walking out of the restaurant, Lucifer stopped you by the window, gently holding you by your shoulders, biting his lip as if he was thinking over what he wanted to say.

"I know that what happened with Satan was recent and I understand that this may not be the best time, but, MC, I can't ignore my feelings for you any longer. I think... No, I know that I love you dearly, MC. You have a place in my heart no one else will ever fill. Despite your response, I will continue to love you, even if it has to be platonically," He said, a light blush forming on his cheeks.

You blinked, heart racing in your chest as you brought a hand up and placed it on his cheek. "Lucifer..." You murmured out softly, your eyes flicking to his lips.

Leaning forward, you gently press your lips against his, wrapping your arms around his neck. His arms snaked around your waist, pulling you closer to him to deepen the kiss, even if only by a little.

This, you thought, was what you were looking for.

_

Ever since you moved back in to the House of Lamentation, Satan had been trying to talk to you. When he did, however, he'd only get a scoff and a back turn in response. He'd be lying if he said it infuriated him, but deep down, by this point, he knew he deserved it.

At first, he didn't regret anything. He knew that the only reason he was keeping you close was for his own entertainment. He loved seeing you so angry so often, it fed into his sin.

But after you left him, he couldn't help but feel this ache in his chest. Like something was missing.

And when he saw your little gift sitting on his desk, he couldn't ignore the way his heart thumped heavily within him, only to drop when he remembered that night.

The reason he was trying to approach you was because he wanted to make amends somehow. He wanted to work to earn your trust back, of course, but he also wanted to try again. This time, he knew he'd do better. This time, he'd put his everything into you, into the two of you.

The two of you could maybe achieve happiness, finally.

When he saw you kissing Lucifer in the kitchen late one night, however, he could feel his heart shatter.

The way Lucifer hugged you, the way he smiled at you, cupped your cheek, and gave you forehead kisses, it all infuriated him.

He should've done these things.

That's all you've ever wanted, was his love and affection. You weren't picky with his time, nor were you easily jealous, you were perfect.

And he lost you.

Now, all he can do is clutch on to the bookmark you'd given him, reading the little message in the back over and over in his mind while holed up in his room.

'Hope this helps, love you always — MC'

As tears cascade down his cheeks, he leans his head back against his chair, silently hoping, wishing that this was all a bad dream. Maybe he'd wake up and you'd be in his arms again, loving him once more. Love him always, like you promised.

Satan wishes the best for you and Lucifer. He hopes that Lucifer can do everything he couldn't do when you were his.

He hopes the two of you achieve that happiness that Satan had originally wanted for you and him, but was too ignorant to commit.

Now, you were gone, and he was alone.

Wallowing in regret.

Bro should've bought you flowers, L

Now, if you don't mind, I'm gonna go read some fluff and sweet shit with Satan in it cause I NEED to be able to look at my sweet kitty boy after this pleeaasseeee 😭😭😭

I hope this was to your liking, anon!

[raggstorice]

FLASH HEADCANONS!

Where I take a fandom and give a Headcanon for Every. Single. Character.

Twisted Wonderland! #1

Here we go!

Riddle: whenever a bug lands on him he freezes. Just stops.

Ace: His parents always shut down his beliefs. Very much a 'Stay in line and You'll be fine' type of family. (If requested I will rant on my HC Ace backstory)

Deuce: He calls his mother every day and one day she just starts crying and is all like 'Im so proud of you. You've changed so much and I love you.' and Deuce started crying too.

Cater: Does not actually care that much about Magicam. He just needed something to base his personality off of.

Trey: Uses southern insults All. The. Time. People talk to him and he's just 'Well good for you!' and people think he's the nicest.

Leona: If you put a weighted blanket on him he will just fall over like that one scene in Lilo and stitch.

Ruggie: Knows everyone. And I mean EVERYONE. Try to introduce him to someone new and he'll just be like 'OMG my old friend!' yeah.

Jack: Named his cactus Paula. Also Talks to it and uses it like a doll. (Like that one scene in DRDT)

Azul: His first experience with a land dweller was when he saw a coin fall from the surface and he followed it. There was a language barrier so he couldn't talk to them. He wonders how they're doing some days.

Jade: Had a bonding moment with Jack over their love for plants (mushrooms and cacti) also eats mushroom-spinach pizza (like me!)

Floyd: He bites. Also he's banned from playing against other schools in Basketball because of the sheer amount of fouls he gets. Jamil is so done.

Kalim: Will summon a rainbow to cheer someone up. He's precious.

Jamil: Doesn't actually hate Kalim. He just needs to be mad at someone. Oh also he cooks for the Basketball club and brings food to practice. Ace is his biggest fan.

Vil: Godly eye makeup. He's the one who gave Rook his feather in his hat.

Epel: Bad Ass Mother Fucker. He prefers to fight with his tounge rather than his fists. The only one to realize Trey's passive aggressiveness.

Rook: Will bring back fresh meat from his hunts. Him and Jade bring the best ingredients to the Cafeteria and no one knows.

Idia: one time he hid from people in an empty classroom for several hours after school. Ortho almost sent a search party.

Ortho: Spends hours analyzing his friends. Like as a hobby. He brings them perfectly planned gifts and they all love it.

Malleus: Lilia cuts his hair. He also polishes his horns. He secretly really enjoys Sebek's loyalty just wished he was quieter.

Silver: Takes care of the horses so well. They love him and will only accept food from him.

Sebek: He can be surprisingly quiet if you ask nicely. He gets loud again if he gets worked up. Autistic.

Lilia: He loves his sons. He ends up taking care of the whole Campus. No one in NRC can take care of themselves properly so he does it. Mockingbird by Eminem coded

Crowley: He shows up randomly and helps students. Lilia is taking a student to the infirmary? He's there and takes them for him. Leona is asleep in the botanical garden? Crowley kicks him away from the path. The teachers are so done with the chaos and are ready to combust? He's there. He will make the chaos worse and somehow contain it at the same time.

Crewel: He stays stocked up on potions ready to help any students that are ill, tired, or in any sort of pain. He will let you sleep in his classroom and will pull you into his office if he thinks somethings up. Many students have cried in front of him.

Trein: Will go out of his way to include history not taught in textbooks. Stuff about gay rights, racism, trans right, war crimes, fun facts about political leaders, etc. He does it all in the most monotone voice ever.

Lucius: The best cat. Used to be a stray wandering campus. Will bring gifts to students it likes. Recognized Leona as one of its own.

Vargas: Always down to help students. Oh you have Asthma? Good thing I have SEVENTEEN EXTRA INHALERS. You seem to be struggling a little why don't you sit down? Exercise without rest is as good as no exercise at all.

Sam: Will give freebies to students who need it. Oh you skipped lunch to study for a test? Good thing I have a sandwich just for you! Your pen broke? Which one do you want? Also will tell you all the tea.

Grim: Whenever he eats those blot crystals he suddenly knows all of the victims trauma which he reports to Yuu.

Yuu: Has serious conversations with Overblot victims. The best non licensed therapist.

Authors Note: It's 1:23 AM. I'm going to sleep.

[yuusishi]

Could I request for Ace, Floyd, and Jamil having their heads placed on their s/o's lap?

. . . LET ME RELAX

pairings : Ace Trappola , Floyd Leech , Jamil Viper x gn!reader

genre : fluff

cws/tws : none

a/n : sorry thus is shorter, I’m having writer’s block and just generally tired 😭

Ace Trappola !!

After a long day, Ace would like to rest in his favorite place in this realm, somewhere his unsaid favorite person brought everywhere…your lap!

He won’t admit it, definitely not, but he loves resting on your lap a lot, especially after big tests or just a generally tiring day.

Whether it’s just chatting under a tree outside your dorm building or sitting in silence while you played with his hair, sometimes even falling asleep to which you laughed to yourself before snapping a pic to tease him about later.

It’s an unsaid thing in your relationship, but he’s genuinely happy he gets to be so intimate with you like this, or what he considers intimate.

He feels so relaxed in these moments and neither of you dare to break these quiet times.

Although he loves the chaos that the first years usually cause, everyone needs a time to relax from those things, right?

Floyd Leech !!

Floyd loves physical touch a lot!! It’s his love language!!

Despite being such an energetic person, he’d also love to just relax from time to time with you.

He acts a lot like a cat when he rests on you, whining whenever you wanted to move a bit and hated when you both needed to leave.

Whether or not he wants his hair to be played with depends on his mood, if he's in a bad mood he'll most likely want the only physical contact being his head and your lap, but if he's in a normal (as normal as Floyd can get at least) he wants ALL your attention and touch.

In the event he falls asleep, don't take a picture of him sleeping unless you want to be squeezed once he wakes up.

If you send it to Jade or Azul you'll get double the squeeze.

Jamil Viper !!

The only time he actually feels like he can relax is when he's with you.

You're probably the only person he can be this close with, the walls he's been forced to build since he was a child was singlehandedly being broken down by you.

He doesn't fall asleep on you as often as the previous two, he relishes in your warmth and touch while he can, also because he could be called to help in Scarabia and he can't be caught slacking.

He'd also rather not have the Scarabia students trying to pry into his relationships or just ask any type of question about you two.

He appreciates being blessed to have a person he's comfortable enough to be so intimate with, his whole life he barely had anyone he could properly confide in.

Both of you have busy schedules since you're students and Jamil also having to watch over Kalim, so expect Jamil to be slightly clingy when you both finally have some free time.

[honoviadakai]

Rating the Hazbin crew based on how much I trust them to drive me places 🚗 😈

(This idea comes from @not-just-another-hazbin don’t think I didn’t see your reblog my friend, it’s been making me cackle for a week now 🤣)

Charlie 🏨🎶:

8/10

Oh this is the SAFEST person you could get in a car with

Although

9 times out of 10, she’s probably not the one driving

It would be Razzle and Dazzle

That being said

When she DOES drive, you’re guaranteed to get from point A to point B in one piece

She’s a little too safe though….

She follows all traffic laws to the letter

And that wouldn’t borne a problem…if you guys weren’t in hell

Traffic laws in hell are a suggestion more than anything else

So more often then not, people are yelling slurs and insults at you two

Also, she’s lowkey a s low driver

She refuses to go above 30mph unless absolutely necessary

And that’s usually never with her

So if you have an appointment at 4pm and she’s the one driving you

No you don’t

It’s at 2pm

3pm at latest

She honestly gives off massive “trying to be the cool mom” vibes when driving

But her some slack, it’s the daddy issues that make her give that vibe

Vaggie 🦋🗡️:

8/10

She’s pretty ok at driving tbh

She’s gonna keep you safe and she’s more than capable of navigating you through the hellscape of hell’s roads

But her road rage is insane

Like you’d think someone like Husk has horrible road rage right?

Nah

It’s Vaggie

She genuinely might actually start ramming into people if they’re being truly unreasonably unhinged and threaten your safety

She truly just wants to keep you safe so that’s exactly what she’s gonna do

Just keep your seatbelt on…please

She’s also just not gonna let anyone eat in her car

No exceptions

Alastor🦌📻:

-100/10

Why…oh why in the ever loving FUCK would you get in a car where the RADIO DEMON was behind the wheel!?!

Get out of the car!

NOW!

He’s gonna cause an accident on the freeway on purpose!

And god help you if you say you’re in a hurry!

He’s gonna grove even slower than Charlie!

Like 5MPH kind of slow!

DO. NOT. LET. ALASTOR. DRIVE!

Angel Dust🕷️💕:

6/10

He’s an average driver tbh

Well…

When he’s being chill/sober

He’s pretty good at staying out of trouble and getting you from point A to B in the time you need

Now if he’s having a manic episode or had too much coke….

Please for the love of god buckle up

He’s speeding so fast it makes Sonic the Hedgehog look like a tortoise

He’s there for a good time, not a long time and he wants to see some shit get wrecked

But tbh he might not let you in the car if he’s doing this

He doesn’t care what happens to him

But you?

Your safety matters so much to him…

Thankfully he hasn’t done stuff like that in a long time so for the most part, he’s a good person to go to if you need a ride

Husk🐈‍⬛🥃:

9/10

He’s got the soul of a grumpy old man and he drives like one too

First of all

He’s gonna complain when you ask him to take you anywhere

He’s gonna drive you ofc

But he’s gonna act like you took him away from something important

It was booze

You took him away from his quiet drinking time

How dare you

He’s gonna get you from point A to B as quickly and as safely as he can

Nothing crazy, he just wants to hurry back home with as little chaos happening as possible

Low key I feel like he plays country, blues and/or rock music from around the time he was alive

It’s mostly sad music if you really listen to the lyrics

He honestly doesn’t care if you eat in the car but if you make a mess, he’s making you clean it

It’s honestly like getting a ride from you’re very tired and jaded uncle

Niffty🐞🪡:

-90/19

No

Absolutely not

First of all

Look at her

She’s like 3 ft tall

How is she supposed to reach the pedals or look over the steering wheel????

Second

Even if she was tall enough to drive properly….would you honestly get in the car with her???

The best way I can explain her driving….

And even then…I think she’s 1000 times worse than this guy

She’d tumble it hard enough to make it explode while you’re both still inside

And she’s laugh gleefully….

Just get a cab…it’s much safer

Sir Pentious🐍🥚:

-60/10

Ok

I know he’s capable of piloting his war machine

But piloting a ship and driving a car and very different for him

Ships are easy for him

But cars????

It’s like reading a foreign language to him

You’ll eventually reach your destination sure

But the town you just passed through is somehow on fire

And so is the car

And it’s only being held together by duct tape and prayers…

Just walk

Your chances of coming home in once piece is much higher that way

[yikes-kachowski]

what abt toph x aang kids??

I like Lin and suyins story too much to change it tbh, so I haven't thought about taang kids.

Here are some ideas though. Since, as we know, they perfectly balance each other out, I think they would actually somehow stumble into being very good parents. Where toph is firm and not enough loving, aang is loving and not enough firm, you know?

I think three kids would suit them nicely. Earthbender, Airbender, and then Earthbender.

Let me quickfire some characters here:

Kipu would be their first. He would be happy, like his name implies. I see him being very spiritually inclined, but still very grounded and even overly skeptical at times. I can see him thinking things through very carefully and being disciplined. I feel like bending wouldn't come as naturally to him as it did to his parents, but once he found his groove in his tween years, he'd be on track to be a master. He would grow up with the most strict childhood because Taang feel like the kind of parents who loosen up their rules with every kid.

Tashi, the airbender, would definitely take after his mother. He'd be smart-mouthed, but still think before he speaks. He'd be observant and quiet until he has something sarcastic to say. But he's definitely the most considerate and empathetic of the three. He would be raised with a strong sense of leadership and responsibility that makes it hard for him to have fun. A nation rests on his shoulders, as well as the eventual training of the future avatar. The death of his father hangs heavy over his destiny.

Anyway, on a lighter note, Diki is all the fun-loving prankster chaos you get when you combine Toph, Aang, and being brought up with two older brothers. She's tough and tomboyish. She laughs in the face of danger and is extremely overly competitive. Anything that can be made a game will be made a game with her. She's also very good at reading other people. This makes her as considerate as it does manipulative. But she uses her powers for good... Mostly.

Anyway, I hope those concepts satiate you! I like to imagine next gen characters in the context that the krew meets you, so here's a bit of ideas for that.

Kipu is a metal bending teacher in Republic City, taking over his mother's role. He helps teach Korra and does his best with bolin. He's reserved but very sweet. He tells lots of stories from his younger years of travel and training alongside the two greatest benders of all time. He and his long-term partners are elder gays for the krew.

Tashi is jaded and always seems exhausted from all of his monastic, government, and familial duties. He and his family train Korra in airbending. He's hard on her and a little offensive at times, but he and Korra become very close.

Diki shows up for some sort of big-fight and absolutely comes in clutch. I can also see her giving unexpectedly profound advice. As a woman, her relationship to Korra would also be very important. Gals gotta stick together and I feel like they would have some deep conversations, and give advice to each other.

These characters are completely free to you to use in any capacity. Ty for the ask, and, again, I hope this is a good enough answer for you ❤️

[nodawnesperia]

Character Profile: Liberta and Lucilla

Finishing another ask, sorry for the long delay, my health tanked again so I had to take a serious break from most things social media. Since they never got separated, Libera and Lucilla are closely attached and cherish each other over anything so I thought it would fit to put them together.

Name: Liberta and Lucilla

Age at the time of the Barred Gate breaking: ??? (0-1 year old when they were sealed in the capsules but that was over two thousand years ago)

Current age: Same as above +15 years

Affiliation: Hypogeans

Appearance: Matching his sister, Liberta's hair is long but usually tied in a braid, he also wears the black and purple colors of his faction, he no longer wears a halo but instead, his now wide-brimmed hat is adorned with small impish horns. Lucilla has a human skin tone, blue eyes, and no Hypogean features as she wasn't given any Hypogean magic. Both Liberta and Lucilla bear many battle scars from their clashes against the Celestials. In addition to her crimson scythe, Lucilla also carries a vicious jagged dagger for close-quarters combat. Liberta uses a powerful magic crystal hanging around his neck to channel his magic, both supporting Lucilla and draining the life force of their enemies.

Personality: The twins' personalities remain very similar. Lucilla is reckless and craves validation and affection. After Eugene's capture, she became more jaded and easily irritated which stems from her worry for her father. Liberta is calm and collected to the point of being cold and callous but he cares deeply about his family and often supports Lucilla through her vulnerable and emotional moments.

Backstory: "Protect each other. Stay together no matter what."

Lucilla glared at the sun as they exited the forest. Liberta walked behind her quietly but she couldn't tell if it was because he was also lost in thought or because he was focused on the mission. Truthfully, she would've loved to turn her scythe on Conrad the moment she heard of what he did but doing so would only make things worse. Or so Liberta told her to stop her. The Celestial they were searching for was a tricky one. Most of them were predictable and Liberta could track them down and set up an ambush. Not this one. This one was chaotic. Usually, Lucilla would be delighted. Finally a challenge! But today... her head was filled with dark thoughts. What would happen to Papa Gavus? And where was Eugene taken?

"Lucilla, halt." Liberta's quiet but urgent voice tore her from her jumbled thoughts. She crouched down low, following his line of sight. In front of them was a hole. It looked like a large burrow to her, not much of interest. But if Liberta said they should be cautious... Lucilla took her dagger from its sheath and cut some of the leaves covering the entrance. It wasn't a burrow. No, rather, it was a cave or a tunnel dug into the ground. Now this looked more like a place a Celestial might hide in. She nodded back at Liberta as they both entered, quietly slipping into the shadows of the rock.

Inside, it was beautiful. Once the light from the entrance faded, the black rock lit up with hundreds of silver-white stars. Lucilla and Liberta stopped and stared in awe. The constellations were so detailed, so well displayed... And so different from the sky they came to know. Liberta especially seemed enamored with them, tracing his fingers over the rock, and muttering the names of the constellations and stars. "Taeda... Soul Star... Horarium... Northern Roamer... Obsiornis... The Rolling Flame..." He began walking further in, pointing now, at the stars that lay ahead of them. "Lyra and The Fairy... Aix and Nu... Roh... Glom... And that there is Cornu and..." He trailed off, his finger pointing at a lone figure far ahead, painting a star into the constellation he was just mentioning. "Star of Chaos."

The girl turned around, her bright blue eyes searching them for a moment before widening in realization of who they were. She had the aura of a Celestial even if she looked to be around their age, pale, and clearly underweight. Her wings were dark enough to blend into the shadows of the cave tunnel but they too carried constellations, these ones unknown to both Lucilla and Liberta. Liberta raised his hand up to his neck, clutching at his crystal. "Get ready, Lucilla. This is her."

That was all Lucilla needed to hear. Dashing forth, Lucilla raised her scythe, slamming it into the ground where the girl stood just a moment ago. The hit sent vibrations through the whole tunnel, causing the stars to shake and blink. Unsettling... Lucilla could feel her feelings coming to a boil. Papa Gavus was who knows where, Eugene was being held captive like a traitor... And she was out here hunting some Celestial who spent her time painting pretty pictures on stone. "Stop running!" When the third hit missed and the Celestial just kept avoiding her, Lucilla was starting to get seriously mad. Just as she was about to charge after the girl deeper into the tunnel, Liberta called out to her from behind. "Lucilla, watch out! She's not alone!" A sudden pull dragged Lucilla behind. The floor looked like stars melting together in a vortex, dragging her closer and closer to a nebula in the center. She struggled but could feel her limbs growing heavy as her energy being sapped out of her. From the corner of her eye, she saw Liberta rushing toward her and forced herself to hold her hand up "Stay back! I'll get out of here on my own!"

A flash of brilliant light came from further down the tunnels and a projectile suddenly hit her square in the chest, knocking her down. The vortex wracked her body and contorted it into the spiral and for a moment, she expected to be crushed in the center of it before she felt the soothing coolness of Liberta healing her. It wasn't enough to offset her injuries entirely but she managed to push herself up to her knees just as the vortex suddenly disappeared. With a pained grin on her face, Lucilla leaned on her scythe as she stood up, pointing her dagger into the darkness where the two Celestials hid, only the faint star glow giving away their location. "No time to play around with you two for too long so die quickly, would you?!" Liberta was by her side now and before long, a magical connection tied her to one of the Celestials, healing her at the cost of their energy. She gripped her weapons tighter, charging in once again. The stars overhead flickered.

She stood in a field, the warm light of dusk greeting her like an old friend. Her body ached but she didn't know why. In front of her, she saw her brother, her fathers... her family. She ran toward them but didn't seem to move at all. If anything, she was only getting farther and farther away. The world was passing her by and when she looked back, all she saw was a wide-open Hypogean maw about to swallow her whole. The ground suddenly felt sticky and like it was dragging her down and when she looked at her hands, she found them covered in blood dripping down. Underneath her, in her reflection in the crimson red, she saw herself but not herself. Her reflection was warped and strange, with mismatched eyes and purple skin, laughing maniacally on a pile of Celestial corpses. Lucilla thrust her hands into her hair, pulling and screaming as she fell to her knees.

When she came to, the sky above was already dark, the foreboding clouds that seemed to cover it most of the time as ominous as ever. Liberta was stroking through her hair, humming a gentle song that made her feel warm and fuzzy inside. Her cheeks were wet from tears. "Liberta..?" She croaked in a quiet hoarse voice. "Did I lose it again..?" Liberta smiled down at her, though he looked weary and she spotted a fresh cut on his cheek. What a failure she was, unable to protect anyone in her family... "Let's go back, Lucilla. We can catch those two another time." Liberta's voice was gentle as he helped her to her feet. This time, he took the lead. Lucilla glanced back one more time. The opening to the tunnel was gone. But in the deep darkness of the forest beyond, she could just barely make out the faint twinkling of stars.