#im not concrete on this au these were mostly just for fun and because im hyperfixating on 911

[dirtylaundrysimulator]

hello 911 community heres some genderbent buddie (mostly buck) because i will follow any idea if it leads me out of art block

close-ups of my favs under the cut :3

[otaku553]

Hi I am back at it again with the crossovers

Thinking very hard about the persona games lately,,,,,,

So I will admit this was just an excuse kind of to draw them modern au style with the shujin uniforms lmao I do not actually have concrete story ideas because while I do think luffy would definitely be team leader and probably a wild card I think if he were in the setting of p5 he probably wouldn’t get arrested just by sheer force of will (and probably ample amounts of legal help from high places given his family)

But thinking about it, the straw hat crew is about the right size for a persona team?? And they’ve got a navigator with Nami and everything! I think early game luffy would be a physical attacker with lightning immunity, zoro would have garu as a starting attack and slash attacks, and nami would have zio as a starting attack but mostly be geared towards support and navigation. Still no ideas what their actual personas would be though

I do want to expand on this with more of the team! I think it would be fun for Sanji to be a kosei student and franky, brook, and robin to be in their third year at shujin. Brook would definitely have some affinity for ice, but im not as sure about franky or robin. Chopper would maybe be homeschooled under Dr. Kureha and a year or 2 younger than the rest of the team

Anyways this piece is just a small proof of concept for what I’m visualizing in my mind lmao the designs aren’t finalized or anything. Do let me know if you have any ideas for their personas!

[bowl-of-shortness]

i heard u needed cloqwork prompts n i came runnin! i offer u Qrow catchin Ozpin on his last sleepy limb at his desk n dragging him off to bed. however Oz acts when he's sleepy is up to u ;3c

(I’m doing this for necromancer au because Oz in This au acts a very certain way when he’s sleep deprived >:3)

Sleep deprived

Gentle footsteps were heard throughout the mostly silent neighborhood, a figure walking the sidewalk with something glowing in his arms. Arriving at the mahogany door of a small house was a man by the name of Qrow, whom was also holding a small, sleeping, orange specter in his arms.

“11:30 pm, yeesh” Qrow thought to himself while checking his scroll, “I swear I wasn’t out with him for that long, I guess he needed me to take care of him for that long though. Weird, usually he calls.” Qrow stepped up the concrete steps and inserted the key into the mahogany door. Quietly, he opened the door and stepped in, the door creaking a little bit at the action.

The small, but cozy home was dark, with the exception of the orange specter in his arms and the peering light coming through an office door that was cracked open ever so slightly. Wait, what? Qrow looked at the door, “is he still—“ he mumbled. Oscar shifted in his arms at the sound, “let’s take care of you first bud, then we’ll see what your pa’s up to.” He thought before quietly walking up the wooden steps.

After securing the small ghost in his bed and making sure he was asleep, Qrow traveled back down the stairs and to the door that had been cracked open slightly. Once he reached the office’s door he opened it just enough to stick his head inside. Sitting there, at the spruce desk, was a tall silver haired man with glasses and deep brown eyes, who looked like he was only a few seconds away from falling asleep.

Qrow called out, “Ozzy?” Ozpin bolted upright at the sound and snapped his gaze towards the door. “O-oh heeeeey Birdie, didn’t see you there. How was your day with Oscar?” he smiled tiredly. “Ozzy.” The shorter man glared “U-uh yeeeees?”. “When was the last time you slept?” Ozpin fell silent

“Ozpin.”

The tired man sighed “Mmmmm I’m not sure, maaayyybeeee a week?”

“A WEEK?!” Qrow was stunned, this wasn’t unusual for Ozpin but it didn’t make it any less surprising. And irritating. “Gods I can tell he’s sleep deprived, he’s talking slower and elongating his pronunciation.” He sighed.

Walking over to the silver haired man, Qrow slinged one of Ozpin’s arms around his shoulders and helped the taller man out of his chair “Alright Ozzy, let get you to bed.”, “Alriiiiiggghhhttt.” Ozpin spoke.

As they walked up the stairs, the true fun began. Ozpin gently called out, “Heeeeyyyy birdieeee,” Qrow looked up to see Ozpin staring at him. “Yeah?” “Can I teeeeell you somethinggg?” Ozpin smiled, Qrow blushed ever so slightly at the gesture “Sure Ozzy, anything.”

“You’re reeeeeeaaaallllyyyyy pretty. Like reeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaalllllyyyyyy pretty.” The silver haired man giggled a little bit in his sleep deprived state. Qrow face immediately turned bright red “I-Is, that so?” Ozpin leaned on him a little more, “Yeeeeaaaaaahhhhh.”

“Aaannnndddd,” Ozpin started, “A-and?” “Aaannnndddd You’re super super sweeeet, and adooorraaabbllllleeeee.”. Qrow blushed harder “Oh gods this man is gonna be the death of me if he keeps this up.” He thought frantically, “h-ha no I’m not Oz...” the taller man pouted, “Mmmmmmmmm don’t do that... don’t deflect, I don’t liiiikkkeeee itttt.”.

When they reached Ozpin’s bedroom, Qrow mentally breathed a sigh of relief, “ok, once I get him into bed I can go to the bathroom, splash some water on my face, and go.” He was reasoning with himself at this point not to stay with Oz, he was absolutely adorable like this but Qrow had things he needed to do the next day and staying here was going to ensure those things were going to be put on hold.

Qrow helped Ozpin into bed, sat on the bed, and threw the blanket over him, thinking that was the end of it.

Oh how wrong he was.

How horribly and utterly wrong he was to think such a thing.

The minute Qrow TRIED to throw the blanket over Ozpin, Ozpin flopped over on top of Qrow and hugged his waist. Ozpin giggled slightly “You’re so cooooommmmfffffyyyyy.” Qrow didn’t think he could blush anymore than he had been when Ozpin said that. “O-O-Ozzy you’ve gotta let me up....I gotta go...” Qrow tried to reason with the taller, pretty, man but Ozpin was not budging in the slightest bit. “Mmmm no, I want yooooouuuuuu to stay.” He sleepily spoke.

“W-W-Why?” Qrow stuttered out quietly. Ozpin grew silent, worryingly silent. “Ozzy are you—“ “I don’t like to sleep because I get reaaallyy bad nightmares, and you make them better........” the silver haired man whispered. “Nightmares...I figured as much.” It didn’t make it any less sad to Qrow though. “Ok...I’ll stay until you fall asleep, and then I have to leave, ok?” His face finally had calmed down now and returned to its regular tawny color. “Oooookkkkaaaaayyyyy.” this seemed to please the bigger man as he snuggled in more, “Heeeeeeyyyyy birdie?” Qrow looked down to see brown eyes peering into red ones, “Yeah?”

“I loooovvvveeeee you.” Ozpin then fell asleep.

Forget anything he said prior about his face calming down and him blushing as much as possible at Ozpin flopping onto him, NOW he was blushing as much as possible. “He doesn’t actually feel that way Qrow you moron, he’s just sleep deprived and not in the right mindset. There’s no way a man this pretty, this talented, this great, man would be interesting in someone like you.” Qrow tried to reason with himself once more.

He sat there for a little bit, admiring the bigger man laying on him. He admired him for so long that he lost track of time.

Suddenly, sunlight cut through Qrow vision. “Ugh what time is it?” He thought tiredly, “wait where—“ he surveyed his surroundings before looking to his right and grabbing his scroll off the nightstand.

10:25 am. “FUCK IM SUPPOSED TO BE AT WORK.” He panicked and tried to move, only to find he couldn’t, and being held down by a weight on top of him.

He looked down to see the previous silver haired man, peacefully asleep, arms wrapped around his waist.

“Wait wh—“ Qrow thought back to the night before.

“Oh.” He said out loud.

“Oh.”

[inosuke-writings]

ahhh for the inosuke oneshot what about we have him and his s/o pull pranks? on random people? then like they come across this couple and theyre acting all lovey dovey kissing and what not and inosuke is just like yo...i want to do that with s/o.

ITS HERE AND HERE TO STAY!

while i didn’t follow your prompt fully (it took me so long i kind of forgot what it was halfway through lmao) i followed the gist of it? HOPEFULLY??

its’s like.. nearly 2k words im shaking i don’t think i ever wrote this much in my entire school career.

i hope? it doesn’t feel rushed? goodluck reading this!

(i do want to mention that since this was a oneshot i went out of my way and actually typed it properly with all the capitalisations needed)

also if you read my sneak peek you would realise that i changed the time of this- it was supposed to be night time but that didn’t go well with my plan

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Inosuke x Mischievous!Fem S/O - Let’s Kiss [ONESHOT- 1.7k words]

[MODERN AU]

It was April’s fools, everyone who knew you were on their toes, aside from Inosuke- he was your partner in crime after all.

The thing is, that you’re rather mischievous, you loved pranking people, while you mostly did it for fun- you would always make sure the victim would get a laugh out of it too, if not, what would be the point of the prank then (unless the victim was Zenitsu). It was never your intention to hurt them, and while there were definitely times you went too far you’ve grown to learn to be more mindful. It wasn’t long until Inosuke noticed you either- always laughing and giggling while your peers were playfully scolded you. His eyes lit up like never before. All he knew was that you were friends with Tanjiro as he had seen you before with him.

Inosuke would always be having a blast with you- especially because you were a prankster and god he loved that.

You screamed chaotic energy, just like him.

Your name? Out of the question, he called you ‘clown’ before he found out what your name was. The two of you got to hang out more and be more close over the years along with Tanjiro, Zenitsu and more! Inosuke and you got along extremely well because of your mischievousness- almost too well, often, you two were called the devil duo despite you looking so innocent.

With Inosuke, you planned beforehand what kind of pranks you’d do for each, but didn’t actually prepare anything so instead you planned to meet early in the morning to buy some supplies.

“Where the hell is he?!” you grumbled under your breath as you looked over to your wrist eyeing your watch as you stomped your feet on the concrete floor.

Inosuke was late, and fashionably so. It had been over twenty minutes since you time you two planned to meet up, and he still wasn’t here.

“Sheesh.. Can he read time or not?” you sighed, crossing your arms in anger. However, you were quick to notice some loud footsteps and laughing in the background. 

‘It’s him’

“HyAHAHAHA! LORD INOSUKE IS HERE!” he roared as he ran closer to you.

Honestly, you couldn’t help but smile on the sight of seeing him with that stupid boar mask he loves so much, but you weren’t so nice to let him off so you gave a nice yet friendly smack on his back as you complained “You’re late! 20 minutes late!”, but he rebutted head-on, wasting no time “NO! You’re just mad early woman! Who the fuck wakes up at this time anyway?!”.

“Whatever you say..anyway, ready to go shopping, Lord-Insouke?” you smirked- if only you knew that it made him skip a heartbeat.

You and Inosuke slowly made your way to the city centre, getting lost a few times but getting back on track most of the time, you two bought most of the stuff you needed.

Ready to go back, you looked back at your checklist your eyes widen and your mouth drops as you realise that some of the stuff Inosuke was supposed to buy was missing. 

“Inosuke! We have to go back to the centre since you forgot three items! How’d you forget?”  

“Huh…? Gimme that!” he said as he snatched the paper off of your hands “Oh shit. I’m-”.

“C’mon, let’s go back- don’t worry.” you said as you grabbed his hands and dragged him with you.

 [TIMESKIP]

So, you got lost.

“It’s your fault Inosuke! This wouldn’t have happened if you didn’t just run away all the time!” you lamented, “HUUH??! NO IT’S YOUR FAULT SINCE YOU KEPT GOING INTO EVERY SHOP IN EXISTENCE!” refuted Inosuke.

As the two of you walked into a rather shady looking alleyway while you bickered, you couldn’t help but become red at the sight your eyes had landed upon. Even though you couldn’t see his face, you were sure Inosuke was also pretty surprised as he suddenly stopped behind and his breathing quickened a little.

There was a couple, probably both around their early 20s, that, with their hands tangled with each other’s, kissing passionately, even though shortly, under the daylight.

The two of you just stared as they broke off and giggled innocently and went for round two. 

Quickly, you took Inosuke’s hand and ran off from the direction you came from- there was no way you would go through that path with those lovebirds standing in your way!

“OI! WHAT- WHERE ARE WE GOING- M/N!” he yelled but you ignored him. The two of you passed through a crowd of people, trying to get past through to another, hopefully, empty alleyway. Luckily, you noticed there was one of your left and you and Inosuke (since you practically dragged him with you) swerved right into its entrance.

Inosuke huffed as he breathlessly said “wha- what the fuck man? Why’d you run like that!?”. The instance he said that you felt your cheeks warming up- “w-well.. Uh.. the couple was k-kissing and- we shouldn’t pry.. You know..?” you managed to reply between your puffs.

Surprised by your shyness, he just stared at you as you were normally upbeat and witty, especially when you were alone with him. He was silently observing you- you couldn’t tell that though as he had the boar head-on so you just tilted your head and leaned a millimeter closer to him, questioning his silence.

But soon after that, two hands grabbed you by your shoulders, making the bags of goods fall to the ground, and pushed you to the wall- it wasn’t so forceful that it was painful, but damn did it scare the shit out of you.

“I-InosuKE? What are you-!?” you yelled a whisper, but he cut you off with another loud whisper; “I WANNA DO IT TOO! WITH YOU M/N!”.

“HUH?! W-Wait WAIT WAIT WAIT INOSUKE!!” you rebutted, your face became as red and as hot as a pepper, “DO WHAT EXACTLY ??”.

“Well, the kissy shiz DUH??” he replied obnoxiously, seemingly unaware of his words, but that was enough to make you shut up- you dropped your eye contact with him to stare at the dark concrete floor with wondering eyes and red cheeks due to embarrassment.

Honestly, you didn’t hate the idea of it but the two of you weren’t dating despite being so close. Everyone could tell that you had feelings for this stupid pig-head, he was your stupid pig-head, but Inosuke? How does he feel about you? There were times that Tanjiro and Zenitsu mentioned that he would feel giddier, more bashful whenever he was with you, but you thought they only said these things to make to feel better as you’d often think that he would never understand the concept of love- he’d probably think it’s some sort of weakness. 

But for him to so boldly say that we wanted to kiss you- it really messed with your head.

You were dazed for so long that you didn’t even realise that Inosuke took his hands off of you but the rustling of something caught the attention of your ears. Slowly you moved your eyes and head toward the sound.

Inosuke took his boar mask off- this time, the sun-kissed sky was upon the two of you. His face shimmered in the lighting- it brought his feminine yet sharp features even more than they already were. You were also finally able to see his face, and surely enough, he too, was red which would explain why he was so unnaturally quiet.

His emerald eyes slowly made their way towards you, they were looking shy and unconfident unlike his prior excitement.

“..Inosuke…” you mumbled in awe- he was actually serious.

He looked like a lost puppy, unsure of whether to continue or run away from his words.

“Do- Do you… lo-like me..?” you asked almost breathlessly, “HUH? What kinda question is that?! Of course I do?? What the fuck would i want to-” he cried out but stopped as soon as he realised that he just confessed to you in the most embarrassing way possible- he didn’t even mean to!

“I- Uh! WELL M/N! thERE’S NO WAY THAT YOU CAN RESIST THE GREAT INOSUKE CAN YOU? HAHAHa ha..” he said trying to change the conversation, but his awkward laugh didn’t help but to enunciate his own embarrassment.

God, what a mess he was.

“Y/N”

Him getting your name right made you look up towards him with wide eyes- my, what a mistake that was; his face was too close to yours, you had no room to move back.

“Y-Yes?” you yelped out as he stepped even closer, held your hand quietly and laid his face on the crook of your neck, unable to show his flushed face to you.

“Can we kiss?” he breathed shyly on your neck, yet the statement was daring as always.

A few seconds pass, they seem like hours for both of you.

He gently removes his head off of you, his hands still intertwined with yours, and locks your eyes on you.

You nervously nod your head as a response to his question.

He steps closer to you, releasing one of his hands from your fingers to cup your warm cheeks as you quietly close your eyes. As he leans in closer, you can feel his breathing become more and more irregular until he places his lips against yours.

The kiss was soft, almost childlike and innocent since neither of you did anything like this before.

It seemed like it lasted for eternity until he broke it off.

Neither of you spoke a word, but both of you looked at each other with shy eyes.

Your wondering eyes caught the plastic bag and his boar mask. Still blushing, you reached out for both and picked them up.

“Let’s… go back I-Ino-Insouke..” you stuttered, fumbling your words.

He didn’t say anything back, but he took the bag of your hands and walked back with his other, free hand in this pocket. You held the mask close to your chest as the two of you walked together, side by side, and it didn’t seem like either of you were ready to get rid of those rosy cheeks.

Needless to say, everyone was surprised and scared shitless that the devil duo didn’t do anything this year.

[emybain]

Renegades Mermaid AU Fic for MerMay:D

so im posting this on june 1st but only a few hours after may officially ended so this is still valid. I’ve been trying to write this fic for two weeks and have been changing up the outline and plot over and over. I came up with this plot literally like three hours ago so. yeah. the only things yall should know I guess are that the anarchists are merpeople and the renegades are humans. merpeople are considered dangerous bc of the anarchists, and the renegades were mostly former merpeople who chose to live on land. merpeople in this world have the power to go on land and have legs, but the longer they’re on land, the harder it is to change back into a merperson. I had a lot of backstory/information that I wont dump on yall bc it isn't necessary to this short fic soooo enjoy:)))

    Fighting a criminal for robbing a supermarket was not how Adrian wanted to spend his Saturday night.

    Things had been relatively quiet in Gatlon recently, so Adrian and his team figured that their patrol would be mostly uneventful, and hopefully, result in them being released early. Not that Adrian didn’t like patrol. It was just that it got boring when there wasn’t any actual crime.

    And while he was technically fighting crime now, it wasn’t wholly for a worthy cause. Who robs a supermarket close to midnight anyways?

    He supposed he should be treating the situation with more enthusiasm. After all, they were currently chasing the infamous Nightmare through Gatlon. She had shown up at a smaller supermarket and held the workers at gunpoint until she got what she needed. Adrian’s team had barely spotted her escaping the store after all getting messages from their communicator bands about her appearance.

    Nightmare had proven herself to be a tricky one. The Renegades had been chasing her for almost six months now, and she always managed to disappear before they could catch her. But now tonight. Adrian was determined to get her, corner her, arrest her. It wasn’t because he wanted the credit and fame for her capture. But she had already caused the Renegades and Gatlon enough trouble in the past six months. Her villainous ways had to come to an end. It was the right and just thing to do.

    Also she had embarrassed Sketch’s team more than once by beating them, despite being outnumbered.

But Adrian definitely didn’t hold personal grudges when it came to villains. That led to revenge, and he strived for justice. Two completely different things.

    “Where is she going?” Ruby shouted from behind Adrian. He could tell she was getting tired of running from the way her breathing got heavier and heavier.

    “I don’t know,” Adrian replied. He glanced around them, ahead of them. Nightmare was a good thirty feet away,     and she kept turning corners, which made gaining on her increasingly difficult.

    “Let’s split up.” Danna appeared beside him, her pulled back dreads whipping in every direction. “Ruby, Oscar, go left, since she likes turning that way; Adrian, you and I keep straight.” Their team did as she said, Oscar and Ruby leaving them, with Oscar trailing behind Ruby a good amount.

    Nightmare peaked over her shoulder at them, then, as Danna pointed out, turned left. A gust of wind, filled with salt, slowed Adrian down in realization. He regained his speed as quickly as he had lost it.

    “The ocean,” was all he managed to yell in Danna’s direction.

    “What?” He thought he saw Danna shaking her head in his peripheral vision. “Why the hell is she going to the ocean? Doesn’t she know it’s dangerous?”

    But they pursued her still, and soon, the concrete beneath them became sand, making running more difficult. Oscar and Ruby rushed over to them. They must’ve figured it out as well.

    Together, Adrian’s team chased Nightmare down the beach until she ran out of room to run, ending up on a long dock. The wind had increased, blowing sand up into their faces. Nightmare seemed unaffected by it, only acknowledging it when it blew her short hair in front of her face. She tucked the strands back into her hood.

    “It’s over, Nightmare.” Oscar leaned on his specialized crutches. “You have nowhere to run. Surrender to the Renegades.”

    “Or what?” Nightmare tilted her chin up, cocky. Her eyes glinted, as if she knew something they didn’t, and she was inwardly laughing because of it.

    “You’ll be arrested either way,” Adrian spoke up. He took a step closer to her on the dock. “But if you surrender, it’ll be much easier and your punishment will be lessened.”

Nightmare rolled her eyes. “I’m sure.” She looked behind her at the waves, then back at the Renegades. Her hand that wasn’t clutching a gun went to her neck. Adrian blinked, not sure if he was seeing things when her neck began to glow a soft green.

“What is that?” Danna demanded, positioning her feet defensively.

“None of your concern.” Nightmare winked at her. “Well, this was fun. We should do it again sometime, yeah?” she addressed toward the rest of the group. All four of them yelled and ran forward as she turned and dived into the water.

“I don’t see her.” Ruby got down on her knees and bent over the water, although it was too dark to see anything.

Danna cursed and hit Adrian on the arm. When he gave her a questioning look, she pointed ahead without saying anything, eyes transfixed on what was before her.

When Adrian and the others saw what she was pointing at, they cursed as well.

Far enough from the beach was a girl with short hair in the water, with bare shoulders and stuff that glimmered against the moonlight on her cheeks and neck. Adrian could only see her eyes, due to the darkness and distance between them. They stared at one another for a moment. Adrian knew those eyes anywhere.

The girl shook her head, as if coming out of a trance, and dove beneath the waves. Ruby gasped from beside him as a long tail rose up and quickly followed behind her.

Danna gulped. “We have to go to the Council immediately and tell them what we saw and what this means.”

“You think they’re going to care that Nightmare is a mermaid?” Oscar asked, eyebrows furrowed. “All that explains is how she’s been able to get away.”

“They’ll care,” Adrian assured his teammates, gulping. “Danna’s right. This confirms that Nightmare is an Anarchist.”

[thedarkgodmogar]

IM BACK WITH A FANFIC

Suprise bitch, bet you thought you’ve seen the last of me.

Anyways. I realize it’s been 3 years. Life happens, I had no ideas or motivation. But then suddenly i got a random idea for a stingue gang au fic and I actually wrote some of it! I decided to go ahead and share the first chapter, see if anyone likes it, and try to keep my motivation going. (it’s also just been years and i miss this soo) I promise I’ll try my best to keep up with this one.

First chapter of the stingue gang AU under the read more. Title TBD, but basically Sting’s an idiot and flirts too much.

When Sting walked into his boss’ office, he fully expected a beating.

He doesn’t know why, his last job had been flawless. He’d shot the boss of Titan Nose through the head before anyone even knew he had a gun, left the Sabertooth emblem on the wall to mark his work, and then took out half the gang on his way out. He didn’t know exactly why the boss wanted them gone, they seemed pretty small and insignificant. (Sting half suspected it was because they named themselves something stupid like Titan Nose.) But usually when one walked into Master Jiemma’s office, they leave with a black eye at the very least.

Sting’s never been one for fear. He’s lived on the streets his whole life, can shot someone through the eyes with a pistol fifty feet away, a rifle a hundred, and the last time someone got the better of him in a fight was Natsu Dragneel about three years ago- but that’s a story Sting would rather forget. Even with his aversion to fear, he has to stand outside the big mahogany door for several seconds, steeling himself for whatever the hell awaits him inside.

Come on, Eucliffe, stop being a little bitch and just get it over with.

With a resigned sigh, Sting pushes open the door. The air inside the office is heavy despite the rooms size and various windows; Sting’s never once seen a single window open to let in a cool breeze. His eyes scan the right side of the room, where large bookshelves are stacked against the wall, filled with all kinds of official ‘legal’ stuff Sting could never hope to understand. The left side is empty except for a door half hidden behind a curtain; despite his best efforts, Sting’s never been able to find out where that door leads. The walls are just bare concrete with what looks like old blood stains splattered at various spots, mostly along the bottom, and the wooden floorboards creak under his feet. No one can sneak around in here

Sting steps into the middle of the room, facing the desk in the very back. If Sting had any eye for interior design, he would call the piece of furniture pretty, with its large slab of redwood held up by two growling tigers. But he doesn’t have a sense of interior design, nor is he concerned about the desk. He’s more concerned about the man sitting behind it.

Even sitting down, Jiemma Orland is a hulking figure, easily over seven feet tall, and with muscles that are barely contained under his leather-looking skin. With beady eyes and long white beard, he looks like an ox on steroids.

“Master-”

“Do not speak unless spoken to,” Jiemma says in that booming, commanding voice that always makes Sting feel like an insect waiting to get stepped on. Sting promptly snaps his mouth shut.

Jiemma turns his beady red eyes on Sting. “You’ve completed the job.”

Sting knows it’s not a question, but he answers anyways, “Yes, Master. The Titan Nose boss is dead and his men scattered. They won’t-” “And the emblem?” Sting swallows hard. You haven’t done anything wrong. He has no reason to be mad… hopefully. “On the wall right over the boss’ head.”

Jiemma nods, and Sting lets himself breathe a sigh of relief. He watches as Jiemma pulls a file out of a drawer before quickly snapping it shut. He puts it on the far edge of the desk. Sting’s curiosity soars, but he remains still until given permission to move. “Another job, sir?”

Jiemma grunts in acknowledgment as Sting picks up the file, then nearly drops it when he sees the name scribbled across the top.

Cheney, Rogue. Fairy Tail.

Both infamous names in Fiore, one more so than the other. Fairy Tail is the strongest gang in the whole city, having taken over half the town, most of the ports (including Hargeon, the biggest port in the city), and import trades. The only gang keeping them from owning the entire city is Sabertooth, and it has been a long, long war. When Sting joined Sabertooth at age twelve, the fighting had already started. It’s said Fairy Tail had tried to resolve things peacefully a couple years before that by giving a few things, taking a few things, charging less for port usage, and sharing a little information. But Jiemma wanted only pure domination.

Everyone knows the story of Fairy Tail. It’s the other name on the file that holds his interest. Rogue Cheney, also known as the Shadow. It’s said they joined Fairy Tail around the same time Sting joined Sabertooth. If a suspect or political figure disappeared, or a bank robbery where the cameras didn’t even see who did it, The Shadow was the one behind it. Rogue Cheney has made quite the reputation for themselves.

“The maggot has been slinking around our territory,” Jiemma growls, dragging Sting out of his thoughts. “More weaklings have gone missing. The fairies need to be reminded who they’re dealing with. Do not fail me, Sting.”

  Sting nods, tucking the folder under his arm and bowing. “They will see the true might of Sabertooth. I’ll make sure of it.”

“Good.” Jiemma waves his hand in dismissal. Sting quickly makes his way out of the office, an actual bounce in his step. He got out of there without getting his ass kicked! And he got a new job! Not just any job, he gets to fuck with Fairy Tail! Either there’s a glitch in the matrix, or luck is finally on his side.

As far as Sting is concerned, there are two main Fairy Tail teams: Team Natsu, and Team Target. Team Natsu was to be avoided at all costs until further notice. Unless he could manage to get Natsu alone, then maybe he’d have some fun. But, as loathe Sting was to admit it, the other members of that team were Fairy Tail’s main force, and too strong to take on all at once.

Team Target was exactly as the name said: his target (he’s never been the most creative with names). Consisting of Yukino Agria, Rufus Lore, Gajeel Redfox, and Rogue Cheney, they were a pretty formidable team of their own right. Yukino is known for being a master at hand-to-hand combat, specializing in martial arts, as well as picking any lock you put in front of her. Rufus is their main intelligence, with a mind like a snake and a memory like a steel trap, almost nothing gets by him. Next to Rogue, Gajeel Redfox is their main firepower. Sting’s heard stories of Gajeel ripping iron with his bare hands and using the ripped off piece to stab a man through his heart. Sting isn’t sure if he believes those stories, but all rumors come from some truth.

Sting’s spent several long days trying to figure out how to deal with them. There was no way he was getting to Rogue without going through them, but taking them on all at once would be stupid. Ugh, why do groups have to be so together all the time?

Whatever. He was done thinking about it. Now, Orga had agreed to go with him to one of the best clubs in the city, where he one hundred percent planned to get blackout drunk and find some hot dude to spend the night with.

The music was loud enough Sting could feel it shaking the floor under his feet, feel the heavy bass in his chest. The flashing strobe lights made the mob of people dancing almost look like a horror film. They also made his eyes hurt. He made his way to the separate, slightly more subdued bar area in the adjacent room, where he sat and ordered one of the strongest drinks they have.

“Goin’ out strong tonight, ya?” Orga laughed and clapped him on the back as he sat on the stool next to Sting.

Sting wouldn’t really say he has friends, but Orga Nanagear would be the next closest thing. Orga had a presence in a room that was just too hard to ignore, and not just because he’s nearly seven feet tall. He laughs a lot, and even though Sting suspects it’s because he’s high ninety-eight percent of the time, Sting still likes the sound. Not many people are seen laughing in Sabertooth. It doesn’t hurt that the big guy will go drinking with him anytime he asks.

“You know me. The worst part of not being drunk is being sober.” Sting raises his glass, then takes a long drink, the alcohol burning his throat.

“Ha!” Orga guffaws. “Well, ya better watch it tonight. Yer not gonna believe what a little birdie told me.” He looks at Sting expectantly, who just grunts in acknowledgment.

Orga leans in real close. Sting can smell the weed on his clothes. “Word is some punks from Fairy Tail are gonna be showin’ up tonight. Some birthday or somethin’. The Shadow was even seen with the lot of ‘em.”

Sting nearly drops his glass.

No. Fucking. Way.

Sting does his very best at pretending he didn’t almost have a heart attack. “How many fairies?”

The look Orga gives him shows his efforts are useless. “Dunno exactly. Think only about seven? Maybe ten? It’s a small party.” The grin on his face makes Sting want to punch him. “That Natsu kid is with ‘em. You lookin’ to get yer ass handed to ya again?”

Sting ignores that. Ten Fairies, all within striking distance. And Rogue is one of them. Maybe this is the chance he’s been looking for. He’ll have to be careful, especially with Natsu; he’s the only one likely to remember Sting’s face.

No, ten Fairies is too much. He just needs the one. If he dodges Natsu, he can get to Rogue. Slip in close when they’re not looking. He’s heard how Fairy Tail parties, even crashed a few when he was younger, before Jiemma found out and broke his ribs. They’ll be drunk within the hour. All of them except Rogue, who’s hatred for alcohol is a weird abnormality in these parts.

He can do this. After all, he’s a master at seduction.

Time to snare him a Shadow.

[pyropsychiccollector]

Ultear x natsu x erza. 1, 3, 12, 13, 25, 26, 27 (ignore the last part question as its irrelevant) 32, 38, 39, 40. xD. Im sorry. I didnt know if i had a limit you dont have to do all of them xD I literally just jotted down numbers xD Much love, Darky ❤️ xD

1. - How do they fall asleep? Wake up? Any daily rituals?

            Well, goingwith an offshoot of my AU (Fervent Crimson Flame), Natsu’s a Wizard Saint, andso he’s a part of the new Magic Council. Ultear’s his assistant because Natsuknows nothin’ about politics, and he’d probably get Ishgar into war with thewhole world if left up to him. Mercifully, the new Magic Council doesn’t meetup as often (or, you know, meet up with every member, Natsu included, inattendance). Erza’s the successor to Makarov, so she can’t really “do” anythingabout official Council business thatUltear pulls Natsu away for.

            … The moresuspicious stuff – stuff she doesn’t hear about via frog-man messenger – shekeeps the two detained until she gets more concrete confirmation about Councilactivities. Wouldn’t do to let Ultear spend toomuch time with her dragon…

            With allthe duties piled on them, they rarely get a relaxing day at home. �� At leastwith all three of them together. Sometimes, Erza gets to stay home with Natsu.Sometimes, Ultear gets to stay home with Natsu… And sometimes, Natsu just goesout to fish, because that’s way too much time spent in… bed… XD

            There is alot of snuggling involved with bedtime, of course. They needed to get a bed bigenough for the three of them because Erza doesn’t trust Ultear to share Natsuwith separate beds, and Ultear thinks her jealousy and suspicion are justadorable~ Plus, more often than not, Natsu’s head will find its way to betweenher breasts when they sleep, and waking up to that is always amusing,especially when Scarlet sees it happen more than once. And the redhead istightly wrapped around the Dragon Slayer, so it’s amazing how his head keepswinding up between those soft, firm “pillows”. n___n

3.- Are they open about their relationship? How do they feelabout public displays of affection?

            By the timeUltear started gaining traction, worming her way into Natsu’s heart, Erza wasin a relationship with Natsu and was pretty open about it. She didn’t like thedevelopment of Ultear becoming Natsu’s girlfriend as well, and there was alengthy rocky period of time for the three because of it. Hell, it’s still noteasy for Erza to accept she’s part of a harem with Natsu… But she’s gottenbetter at… handling it. She wouldn’t give up Natsu for the world.

            On Ultear’send, she’s pretty surprised she made it this far with Natsu. She really wasn’texpecting anything. She knew Natsuand Erza were close, knew that since her time on the Magic Council. She was justhaving fun with her teasing, lustful ways, but somehow, the Dragon Slayer hadmelted the ice around her heart, and to her surprise, she’d come to besignificant to the pyro as well. Because she wasn’t expecting to get this farwith Natsu, though, Ultear is more open about a polygamous relationship thanErza is.

            On Natsu’send, he just wants both the girls happy. Doesn’t want to hurt either one –especially not Erza. Though the thing is, he doesn’t pay attention to the factthat they’re watching for his happiness, too.

            Ultearlikes making her affection public. Natsu will be caught off-guard half the timebecause she flaunts it about so much, but he returns it easily enough. Erza ismore reserved, but is not above looping arms together, hand-holding, and theoccasional public kiss. Natsu, with his free spirit nature, is a bit closer toUltear in personality when he wants to show affection; basically, he has norespect for decorum. “Screw the rules!” n_____n

12. - Is there a wedding? What was the proposal like? Anykind of honeymoon?

            With Erzain the mix, yeeeah, there’s a wedding. She might not like to share it withUltear, but there is that desperation to be married~. Ultear kind of forces itwhen she helps Natsu throw together the proposal, taking place at Akane Resortwhile Erza’s enjoying strawberry cheesecake… The wedding is formal and held atKardia Cathedral, with everyone from Fairy Tail and the guilds they’ve alliedwith (Mermaid Heel, etc.). … Also, Kagura is Maid of Honor, and Gray is BestMan (mostly Ultear’s choice). The honeymoon is more harmonious, since there’smore of a willingness to… “share” – even if it’s grudging, on Erza’s end.Ultear’s simply more mature. They have a relatively… isolated time, as Ulteartook them to her old home in Isvan. To properly appreciate her new hubby, y’know?Weather’s cold outside, but hubby keeps her warm and tingling all the way downto her toes~

13. - What do they do for fun? Do they have a favoriteactivity or do they like to switch things up?

            Ultearlikes to taunt Erza by being openly affectionate with their dragon~. Beyondthat, this is a fairly unique OT3, with their similar and clashing personalitytraits. Sometimes they’ll go to a jazz club, sometimes they’ll go see a theaterplay, sometimes they’ll spar (well, Natsu and Erza will), sometimes they’llfish… sometimes they’ll cook (Erza’s not allowed in the kitchen), sometimesthey’ll just spend time in the guild… And sometimes, they just spend the day in…bed. XD

25. - How much time do they spend together? Do they sharetheir feelings, or hold things in?

            They spenda lot of time together – whether it’s just two of them or all three. Erza andNatsu are ready and perfectly willing to share feelings with one another,though Ultear is more reserved than them, and it takes some work for her to comeforward every now and then. Only when she has to, and it’s usually with Natsu…of course.

26. - How do their friends feel about their relationship?Their families?

            Meredy’sjealous. Jellal… tries to keep happy for them. Gray is… a little pissed forvarying reasons; most have to do with Ultear, and the fact that if Natsumarries her, they’ll be related. Kagura’s a little miffed as well, because toher, it’s as if Natsu’s saying Erza “isn’t enough”. Takes everyone a littletime to adjust to it, but thanks to the fact the dynamic between the threeremains largely unchanged, it’s a fairly easy adjustment period.

27. - Do they have kids? Grow old together? Split up?

            Erza andUltear have at least one kid with Natsu each; Erza being the more competitiveof the two, she might have a second child, or a third if they’re twins. ForUltear, she’s just happy she can bear Natsu’s child and give him or her a childhoodshe herself never had the opportunity to have. It’s similar for Erza and herchildren, and Natsu wants to make sure all of his children never lose theirdad. And definitely not lose him like he had lost Igneel. (ignored the lastpart of the question, as requested; for anyone curious, I think it’s fairlyobvious that these three stick together. XD)

32.- Do they ever get into trouble? Is it serious, or arethey just mischievous?

            Natsu andUltear are obviously the more mischievous of the two. Their troublemaking islargely smalltime, but sometimes, Natsu causes enough trouble that it affectsErza’s duties and reputation as Guild Master, so there’s definitely some “Punishment”that gets dished out occasionally. It’s just how it’s always been, though. Evenwith how rowdy he is, Erza can still rein in her dragon. n___n

38. - What are they like in the bedroom? Anykinks/fetishes/turn-ons? Anything they won’t do?

            Passionate.Things get heated pretty quickly, though Ultear is pretty firm in not lettingNatsu (or Erza) yank her hair or do anything super wild with her. She’ll allow Natsu’s instincts to take over andravage her body, but only after working him up first. In other words, she hasthis tendency to dominate at first and get him worked up, then she lets him have his hungry, lustful way with her nubile body,and makes damn sure he hits all the g-spots. n___n

            For Erzaand Natsu’s part, it’s not always about the lust, or even the lovemaking. Withthe two of them, they will do anything and everythingtogether, simply because they have this “need” for their bodies to bejoined together. Only when joined do they feel “whole”, and everything they dojust feels… right. Even whensomething Natsu does hurts at first, and Erza digs her nails into his skin, thepain eventually melts away, and she’s bouncing on him, hugging him for all she’sworth, and nibbling at his skin, leaving marks of her own. Natsu certainly hasno qualms leaving marks in inappropriate places on her that will beuncomfortable to answer later, when Gray or someone asks. XD

            A lot ofthe time, they’ll just take turns. Erza soon grows weary of Ultear “double-teaming”her, and it’s not like watching Natsu ravage Ultear is a bad thing… Okay, so she gets a little worked up when she sees thedazed expressions on Ultear’s face, and gets extra demanding when she renewsher carnal acts with Natsu, but that’s still a pretty good boon, yeah? Makesthem appreciate each other more~… A little jealousy goes a long way~.

39. - Who initiated the relationship? Who kissed whofirst?  When did they realize they werein love?

            As statedpreviously, Natsu and Erza were already in a relationship by the time Ultearstarted becoming part of the group. You wanna be technical, Ultear “did” peckNatsu on the cheek before Natsu and Erza were in a relationship, but that wasjust to set Scarlet off, and nothing was really meant. … Not ‘til later,anyway~. In this AU, Ultear and Meredy join Fairy Tail, and Zeref held offAcnologia on Tenrou, so there was no “seven year timeskip”, per se. Not atimeskip that the characters experienced; the readers still did, but nocharacters were “behind” any of the others. It was in the seven years beforethe GMG in X791 that Ultear started to become a part of the harem, and itlargely happened because Natsu had been so supportive in giving her a chance toturn her life around. Natsu was already aware that Ultear meant something tohim; he just didn’t think she reciprocated. Again, Erza wasn’t happy in makingit a harem, but the rough patch between them eventually ended, or at leastsmoothed out a bit.

40. - Any special memories? Do they have a special placethey like to go to?

            Erza willalways be thankful for what Natsu did for her at the Tower of Heaven, and allthe times he saved Fairy Tail and their allies. Similarly, Natsu cherishes allthe times that Erza smiles – and especially the times when Ultear genuinely smiles (not mischievous orforced). For Ultear, there was Tenrou Island, when Natsu (and Gray) helped showthe error of her ways; and then there was during the dragon invasion, when she’dbeen about to cast Lost Ages, and Natsu stopped her. Ultear still can’t getover how much Natsu cares for her.

            Specialplaces, they like to be out in the woods near Natsu’s home when they can.Ultear likes to bring them to Isvan, and Erza likes to revisit Akane Resort.

And Pyro answers this Ask with love~ ❤️ n______n

[liepcrd]

world building: aesthetic au

( that’s right heathens, instead of doing actual replies im going to talk about this cozy little setting for a minute. buckle up and get ur d batteries, it’s time to take a trip back. )

@truthfullyideal​ ( cause u were interested; heckin buckle up m80 )

First things first, a lot of this stuff may be subject to change, I’ve had a few ideas of where to take it (mostly technology wise) because it’s supposed to be reminding of a time never experienced (im 19 give me a break) or reminiscent of the ‘good old days’, but also having phones and stuff would be cool? So that’s not really concrete but for this we’ll just assume that it is. 

The “Aesthetic AU”, as I’m calling it, takes place in a small, slow town called Lanolin Heights (which is located in the region of Hoenn). It’s got a school system, one (1) main grocery store and one strip mall with slow, municipal businesses. The main store is like a Walmart in that it sells general things, but smaller. For specific items, one would have to go up to the city, a nice forty-five minute drive up the highway. Needless to say, a lot of the teens are forced to hang out at the local pizza joint, (one of the only standalone businesses aside from what I just listed) at their houses or in the woods. Local law enforcement is pretty slack and knows just about everyone by name. If they don’t know someone, they usually know their relatives.

The schools are the Elementary and High School, Elementary serving as both Primary grades (K-5) and Middle grades (6-8) ((based on american school systems)). The High School houses grades 9-12, in which students either move or commute to the college in the next city over, Rustboro. While the overall Elementary School atmosphere is welcoming and inviting, the High School is super cliquey. Everyone has their own group, which may seem good on the surface: the jocks have a group, the popular girls, cheer squad, even the smart kids and outcasts have a clique. But if you don’t fit in any of those cliques, you’re often left high and dry. The kids in the school system have known each other and grown up with one another for the most part, so they’re not very welcoming to outsiders unless you fit into a clique or can conform to fitting in. Luckily the cliques themselves are pretty good, once you get into one of them.

For fun, the kids usually stay in their houses with groups or hang out at the local pizza joint, Rockwell’s Pizza. The joint has a jukebox with the latest hits, good food for a price teenagers can afford and the owner, much like the law enforcement, knows just about everyone. On the weekends and before exams, you’ll find the place packed with teens and young adults alike. Along with the standalone pizza joint, there’s a small VHS store and worn-down bowling alley. Lane 13 is always broken, there always seems to be a flickering light, the two arcade games have a 50/50 chance of stealing your quarters, but the fries and soda are legendary so no one really cares. The VHS store never seems to have the new releases until a month after they’ve already hit the theaters, but they have good quality tapes and never seem to run out of movie snacks, which keeps the people appeased. Every once and awhile, the store has a small amount of movie merchandise. This usually sells out very rapidly, but the plus side is that they usually forget they even have it in the first place so it’s usually vintage merch by the time someone bothers to clean out the store room. A good steal if you happen to get lucky.

There’s a single gas station that has stupid delicious glass bottled soda and has a plethora of 40s, 50s and 60s memorabilia on the walls. Old timers often spend a lot of time talking to the cashier which can be a pain, but teenagers in the High School are known to be easily hired here as the owners are elderly so there’s usually one cashier line with two elderly people chatting and one with a super busy, hectic teenager trying to get to every customer in line. The gas station is a good place to hang out with old people, for the history enthusiasts they can often be found here striking up a conversation with some of the town ‘elders’.

Beside the pizza joint and the gas station there is an old, abandoned strip mall. There’s development signs up advertising the creation of a mall here, but it’s been up for so long it’s starting to fade. The parking lot is cracked and the stores look dilapidated. The parking lot is a popular place for new drivers to practice, daring drivers to do some donuts in the winter, or teens just walking its length back and forth while chatting. Sometimes you can find a casual soccer game hosted here, and even rarer than that, a flea market will set up shop, or even a small, watered down carnival. If the schools have some sort of event, such as a bake sale, weather permitting they will have it here due to the abundance of space. Rockwell appreciates the business they bring, though he has no trouble paying his bills without the influx.

Along with Rockwell’s, the other sole restaurant is a diner setting. ‘Lanolin’s Diner’, it’s named. Elders will tell you that the owner’s wife was named Lanolin, who was named after the town. The owners have long since died, but the diner still remains a popular spot. The diner has a friendly atmosphere like Rockwell’s, but like the gas station it’s more retro-esq. Good burgers, good milkshakes and great coffee for the ever studious exam taker. They also possess a jukebox, but it is older than the one found at Rockwell’s and has little to no modern tunes.

Not in the main ‘hustle and bustle’, (which should be used loosely) but not quite out of town limits either, there is a rock quarry. They were going to use the rocks and gravel here for something-- no one can ever agree on what-- but whatever project it was got scrapped and the place is supposed to be shut off from the public. That doesn’t stop most people, teens in particular, from going there to hang out. It’s also a popular spot for young trainers to test their skills and battle (as is the empty parking lot). Geodude can be found here, and if you’re lucky, you may even find a Graveler. The quarry isn’t checked up on by law enforcement-- they all know what goes on down there anyway. It’s blocked off by a sad little chain that is easily walked over, but if they truly need to block it off they will have barricades. This has happened before, particularly during dangerous storms that could flood it.

Somewhat close to the quarry is a small antique shop. It’s only ever open on Tuesdays, which makes school kids wonder what actually is sold there, but the kids known for skipping class often come here (or, at least go once or twice) and browse during the open hours. The reason it’s only open once during a week is because the owner, a little old lady, goes out the other six days and acquires her unique goods. She also makes some damn good cookies, which is by far her best seller. No one else works here but her and she is guarded by a large Arcanine, if anyone thinks they can get past her with some nonsense.

Along the highway, if you’re approaching Lanolin Heights you will be able to see a water tower with faded letters that say, in cursive, ‘Lanolin Heights’. Some abandoned and boarded up houses and, what appear to have been businesses along the country routes that go through and close to Lanolin Heights suggests that this place used to be busier than it currently is. However with the addition of Rustboro, it would seem most people left Lanolin and went there. A lot of the elders could tell you that statement is true, some of them even having been some of the people who left when Rustboro was established.

Because it is a small town, the students and even the adults get really excited over their school sports teams, which are oddly good. The rallies are always booming with life and for the time the event goes on, all other worries seem dropped and left behind. It’s common for adults no longer in school to come to them still if they can, for the food is delicious but the nostalgia they hold for most is even sweeter than the funnel cake. Usually the community comes together as a whole to donate money to rallies and games, as well as clean up the mess once it’s all said and done. Pokemon help with this as well.

As Rustboro has a gym, there are classes in the schools dedicated to Pokemon battling, type match-ups and status aliments (basically, a basic trainer’s school course) but nothing goes into too many specifics. Most kids find out from adults or elders what they need to do in battles, or by trial and error. Once every two months, Professor Birch will visit the town and hand out starter Pokemon to eligible children. Usually these children are the ones who’ve done good in school, but he always brings a few extras to hand out to some other children as he believes they all deserve a chance to raise one of the starters of Hoenn.

And that’s about it! The most important landmarks in Lanolin Heights. Later on I’ll make a post explaining Katherine and what she does in this small town, but for now this will have to do. As I said before, this is open for anyone to take part in, it’s just a fun little “slice of life AU” for peeps. Set in the 80s-90s? Something like that.