#open this random ass portal

[whisperstothestars]

【Chapter One: The Unravelling of the Multiverse】

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Tokohama City, Ichi-San-Ken.

After a late night of partying, a group of teenagers walked through the spectacular light show that was Ichi-San-Ken street. Pulsing neon lights glimmered overhead like starbursts as the group of twenty teens walked along the smooth concreted path towards the end of the road where a flight of two-thousand something steps were seen. Tokohama on a Friday night was lively. Draco-humans, werewolves, vampires, fae and all the rest of the creatures who lived peacefully in the ever-expanding metropolis were all having a good time with one another. Laughter and techno music filled the night air as fae danced around the streets, their iridescent ribbons gleaming in the neon light. A couple of the teens paused to watch the female faeries dance, entranced by their movements. It was around this time when one of the teens—a girl by the name of Megan Castillo—suddenly froze in shock. Electricity shuddered through her like lightning bolts.

She knew what this meant.

And it meant something bad.

Fumbling for her smartphone, she managed (by some godforsaken miracle) not to drop the phone. Considering how utterly clumsy she was, this was a record of how many days she had not been clumsy and/or stupid. Taking several deep breaths to try and keep her breathing even, she unlocked the phone, went to contacts and called her sister, Camille. Pressing her phone to her left ear, she waited with bated breath, assuming that her elder sister would be unavailable. She prayed that her sister would be unavailable because that meant that everything was fine.

Unfortunately, her sister answered on the first ring.

“You felt it, didn’t you?” was the greeting that she got from her older sister.

“Yes... What the hell does that mean?!” Megan demanded as she began to hurry to the steps without saying goodbye to her friends.

“It means that we’ll be having visitors for an indefinite amount of time, little sister. And some of them might be the characters that you love.” Camille said with a mysterious tone in her sultry voice. At the word ‘characters’, Megan’s heart rate sped up as she began climbing the stairs, her subconscious whispering the names of the boys that she loved with all her heart. Prompto Argentum, Killua Zoldyck, Toshiro Hitsugaya, Ciel Phantomhive, Akira Kurusu, Damian Wayne, Kurt Wagner, Scarlet Grimm, Peter Pan, Nico di Angelo, Takumi Aldini, Izaya Orihara, Ieyasu Tokogawa, Lance McClain, Kenny McCormick, Michelangelo Hamato, Kanato Sakamaki, Katsuki Bakugo, James Carstairs, Karma Akabane, Senri Ichinose, Jacob Black, Asriel Dreemurr, Draco Malfoy, Dorian Havilliard, Zack Martin, Lanny Parker, Jughead Jones, Kukai Souma, Jake Portman, Ender Wiggin, Artemis Fowl, Rafal... She recited, their faces flashing before her eyes as she ascended further and further upwards.

The stairs led to the main headquarters of the Organisation, a group dedicated to patrolling and maintaining the balance of the multiverse. Its heads, Angelo and Marie Castillo, had the ability to traverse through the multiverse at any given moment in time. Because of DNA, their children also had this rather unique ability. Which meant that Megan was one of their children. Ever since the age of twelve, she, along with her other siblings, had visited the multiverse for training and to ‘observe’ the characters they had grown to love. Of course, this led to her siblings—Dante and Camille—to rebel against the Dimension Traveller’s Guidebook because they were simply tired of merely ‘observing’ the characters and wanted to interact with them.

Of course, this choice of action had led to initial discord between her siblings and her parents. Shouting matches would occur in between routine breaks from traversing the multiverse and its various locales. Her brother, Dante, would end up being holed up in the training room, shredding the target (either a punching bag or a dummy) into big rubber chunks. This happened around two years before Megan had turned twelve. Of course, now that she was a nineteen-year-old, things were pretty different now. Instead of observing the characters like they used to, they were given a choice of either observing the world or be assigned to a character of their choice thanks to Dante and Camille.

Which was good, if you considered being assigned to a minor character ‘your choice’. Of course, these complaints were normal for the uninitiated dimension travellers who wanted nothing more than to hang out with their favourite characters but were ultimately banned from seeing the main characters because of clearance issues from the older generation. This led to Dante and her father arguing again—with Dante eventually agreeing that no matter how much the uninitiated protested, they could not risk having people (particularly teenage girls) disappearing into the multiverse without proper training. Having proper training meant that they knew which portal to choose to get back home, how to handle yourself in case of attacks, what to eat, how to communicate diplomatically, et cetera, et cetera. Frankly, Megan dreaded other people coming into the multiverse because they didn’t care about the actual multiverse and what they were doing.

No.

All they cared about was getting the character they loved to notice them! They didn’t care about the damned storyline and how it would affect everyone else. This led to the teenage girl transforming into a ‘problem’, or for a lack of a better term a Mary Sue.

Shuddering at the memory, Megan forced herself back to reality and saw that she was at the top of the stairs, having made it to her destination. In front of her was a ten-storey building in the shape of a cube. The building was white and the entrance was a set of automatic glass doors. The concrete had changed into the cobbled pavement. Sighing softly, Megan stepped up the last step and made her way through to the entrance, wishing that she didn’t have to go to this meeting. The meeting was to determine who would take who in and look after them.

[glyhpsrfvckincol]

Hi! Could you please do an Emperor Belos x reader where the reader and Belos used to be good friends in the human realm and When Belos and Caleb found the Demon Realm Reader tried looking for him but died in the process and somehow ended up in the Demon Realm? Then Belos found them and took them to the castle and helped them and then they kiss lol srry if this is long

History || Emperor Belos

Synopsis - Emperor Belos, who you once loved as Phillip, finds your corpse and restores you.

Warnings - Mentions of death. Old ass Belos. Cannibals. 

A/n - I have a love-hate relationship with this dude.

Requests are opened; headcanons only

↳ Ahh, young love.

↳ Your families had betrothed you to one another, as he had been born only a month after you.

↳ Either that, or it’s childhood friends to lovers. Cause ✨ Gay ✨

↳ Despite that, you fell for one another by 15.

↳ You know that trope, “She fell first, but he fell harder”? Yeah, that’s you both.

↳ Philip, who you affectionately call ‘Pip’, discovered the demon realm while he, you and Caleb where off sneaking out of the village for a few hours.

↳ The 3 of you were famously known around the village for your reckless adventures. Many of these adventures had worked out in favour though, considering you had caught a few mountain lions heading towards your town and were able to warn the towns folk before any real harm could be done to gravesfield.

↳ You actually moved with them to gravesfield, as what had killed their parents was a mistimed house fire that took your parents as well.

↳ Being only the short age of 19, you decided that instead of messing with fate, you travelled back home, pretending as if you all had all been out picking berries.

↳ Or some bitch lame activity.

↳ But, as fate happens, Caleb came across the portal to the Demon realm again, and y’know what they say, right?

↳ Curiosity killed the cat.

↳ Philip finds out, mainly cause Caleb actually planned his trip by writing it down in his diary.

↳ Caleb had been missing for a few days and both of you were worried.

↳ So Philip actually informed the town that he was travelling into the Demon realm.

↳ You assumed you would be going with him. You were not.

↳ Let’s be honest, there is no way in hell he would let you go with him. He genuinely loves you bro.

↳ So, you begrudgingly stayed. Obviously not without him proposing, in secret as it is the early 1600’s, giving you a pretty ring.<3

↳ So, off he traveled into the demon realm, with the promise of coming back safely with his dear brother.

↳ You never saw him again.

↳ He had promised he would come back to you within weeks. You waited years. The ring he gave you remained on you finger, hoping he’d one day come back to finish the end of his promise.

↳ When you were nearly 30, you gave up waiting for him to come back, and instead searched for a way to get to him.

↳ The portal you had found with the Wittebane brothers had closed long before you had seeked it without them.

↳ So, instead you would search the forest in hopes you would stumble across a gate or door of some description by chance.

↳ That wasn’t where your luck was.

↳ You fell through the earth, which turned into sky and landed on hard, yet simultaneously soft rock.

↳ Though, you still broke a leg when you hit the ground.

↳ Bone poking through the leg.

↳ And unfortunately for you, barbaric witches could smell the blood from your fucked up leg.

↳ They ate you.

↳ They ate and left no crumbs bestie😔✊

↳ They buried what was left of you. Your clothes, bones, hair, 1 eyeball and your ring.

↳ And around 350-ish years later, a random coven scout, managed to find your remains.

↳ He was on a mission with the GG prior to Hunter, who was barely out of training.

↳ He pointed out the pile of bones and dirt covered clothes to him, and the GG recognised them as the love of Belos’ life, the one he had heard a few stories of.

↳ Belos talked about you so often, to all the previous Golden Guards with such details, it was no wonder the GG could recognise you. Belos also had a small painting of you, cause it was the 1600s when you knew each other.

↳ He also saw the similarities between the ring your finger held to Emperor Belos’.

↳ So, he ordered the other coven scouts that had been assigned on the mission to bring your bones back with them to the castle.

↳ During his mission report, he mentioned the pile of bones he had discovered. He also told Belos himself, figuring that if it were you, he’d want to know immediately.

↳ Belos had demanded to know where you had been placed, and sought you out the moment the GG told him.

↳ He too recognises you, noticing how you had been wearing one of your favourite outfits and the ring he had given you.

↳ And so, like he had done with his brother a multitude of times, he was gonna make a Grim Walker of you.

↳ Belos is a psycho, I don’t know what you expected. 🤷

↳ Belos gets to work immediately, and seeing as he has done this process several times before, he finished quickly and then just had to wait.

↳ Eventually you crawled from the dirt, around the age he had left you back in the human realm.

↳ Though all your memories of him or anything, weren’t existent.

↳ So you know the memory thing Luz and Willow did back in season 1? Yeah that, but to himself.

↳ Belos is a psycho but a psycho in love with you.

↳ He talked of all the memories you two had together, how you fell in love and when tragedy struck.

↳ But none of it worked.

↳ So he asked Collector to just restore your memories and fake ones of how you got to the Demon Relam

↳ Belos wanted to be your saviour, to be the one person you remember.

↳ He knew he’d have to be careful with how he treated you, worried that you’d remember how he had abandoned you and become cold to him.

↳ Belos only had these fears due to Caleb’s ghost constant remarks about how shitty Belos was for leaving you alone, filled with hope based on fake, empty promises.

↳ Belos kisses you when he sees a fit opportunity, which is a lot, scared that he’d have to restart the process of getting you to love and remember him again.

↳ Constantly bribes you with lavish gifts and promised riches.

↳ Also, a lot of gaslighting, he’s a tad bit very toxic.

↳ He loves you, he’s just incredibly mentally ill and hella misguided by 1600’ Orthodox Christian’s.

↳ Back when he was Phillip, he loved you in the way he thought he’d go crazy without you. But now, as Belos, you make him insane beyond all reasoning.

[obsidiancreates]

2012 get thrown into Rise Universe and The Universe is like "Don't we already have these guys? Two sets? ... Well one's incomplete, lemme fix that," and gives 2012 the same Mystic Powers as their counterparts.

Rise Boys think there's a band of villains impersonating them and causing massive amounts of public property destruction. In reality the 2012 Boys are ABSOLUTELY FREAKING OUT BY THE SUDDEN POWERS and just trying desperately to keep Mikey from setting things on fire and Raph's headslaps from destroying whole buildings and Leo from getting stuck inside random places and Donnie from unleashing a rain of mystic gunfire onto every stray animal that spooks them by accident.

Eventually Rise find them, ready for a fight, but 2012 are just tired and confused and now there's? More turtles? Who are also color-coded ninjas? Is this an alternate universe again? Hey please help us Raph tried to flick a bug off of Donnie and sent him through like five buildings and then Donnie blew up an alleyway trying to open a can of peaches and Mikey started a forest fire trying to swat a fly and Leo almost got caught because he accidentally fell through a portal he made while cutting a loaf of old bread and he ended up in the middle of the damn mayor's office.

And who are The Rise Boys to say no, especially when 2012 pulls out their secret weapon: those Sad Eyes they used to convince Splinter to let them to to the surface in Episode 1. Raph and Mikey agree to help right away while Leo and Donnie reluctantly go along.

They bring them back to their kick-ass lair that's way better than 2012's let's be real here, and Splinter and Draxum are both there trying to figure out what the hell is wrong with the TV without Donnie's help. Rise Mikey enters with a "Hi Dads so we found some stray other turtles with our powers who may or may not be Us from another universe, anyway we'll be in Raph's room if you need us okay bye!"

"... Did they just say, Other Versions Of Themselves?"

"Oh, great. Now I have to go back to calling them colors! ... Unless I call the new ones colors. Hmm..."

"You're not more concerned about this?"

"Of course I am! There are eight teenagers living in my house now! My shows will never be heard by me again!"

"And also the multiverse might be ripping apart?"

"But. Also more sons."

"No."

"... Yes."

Cue Rise Boys trying to teach 2012 Boys how to control/use the mystic powers while the 2012 Boys are still trying to process how different this world is.

"Okay Tiny Me, the key to it is viewing it as just another part of your body- are you listening?"

"Huh? Hey, why's the city so colorful right now?"

"Uh, 'cause of all the colored lights? Does yours not have them?"

"Nah. Our buildings aren't really tall enough for this many."

"Your buildings are short?! What kinda New York do you live in?!"

[studentinpursuitofclouds]

use this ask to talk about your random headcanons for any character you like :)

Whoa, boy! It's been a long time since I wrote random headcanons (like, a month ago? idk). A great reason to add another portion of my crappy headcanons about sdv and sve. I hope you like it!

Some random SDV and SVE headcanon:

Once at the Stardew Valley Fair, when many tourists with their children come to the festival, a couple of teenagers began to tease and offend Jas. Shane, of course, was not happy when he found out that some brats were teasing his dear niece. But instead of barking at those little assholes, Shane acted differently. He whistled with all his might, and all the chickens that were in the aviary at the festival came running to his call. Shane gave them the command to 'sic'em, girls', and all his feathered friends rushed at the offenders, clucking and pecking to drive them away. Jas is saved, Shane is laughing his stomach out, mayor Lewis is not too pleased that the chickens are terrorizing the tourists. How Shane managed to train chickens like that - no one knows, except maybe Marnie and Jas. Also, Jas gave her uncle the nickname "The Chicken Lord". Well deserved, some would say.

Every Sunday, when Andy goes to Pierre's shop to pray at the Yoba altar, he always stops for a couple of minutes near the fence at Marnie's ranch and pets the baby goats and lambs, which quickly rushed to the old farmer in search of affection. Only Marnie knows about this little "tradition" and Andy asks her not to spread it, because he doesn't want to be called a slobber. Marnie doesn't mind, especially since Andy almost always brings a couple of his crops to treat her favorite animals. She also sometimes gives him a gallon of milk or fresh goat cheese as a thank you. No, Andy is not shy, go away, shoo!

Sam, Sebastian and Abigail went out one autumn day at night into the woods to perform a 'summoning ritual' using crystals, bird feathers and other crap that they found on the Internet and thought it would be scary and fun. None of them knew that the ritual had actually worked, how the fuck- A portal opened in front of them, from which the head of an ugly horned monster crawled out, ready to destroy everything around. Fortunately for them, Rasmodius felt a strange magical aura and arrived in time, drove the monster back from where the creature got out and closed the portal. Later, he severely scolded the terrified trio and promised to whoop their asses if anyone thought of doing the summoning ritual again. If you are doing magic and occult things, turn to Magnus for help, it's better to do it with a mentor than to do it anyhow.

Lance has repeatedly expressed his desire to explore the deepest levels of the mines in order to study the growth of purple mushrooms, which are in abundance there. To his luck, Marlon just needs the help of a battle mage in clearing those very levels from monsters and finding rubies and diamonds for Magnus's experiments. The hunt went well and Lance was able to pick up a couple of great specimens to study. They will serve as excellent material for the continuation of his book on magical plants and mushrooms, as well as for the brewing of important life elixirs. But the shroom stew turned out disgusting. Well, he still have to eat it, you can’t just throw out food, right?

Olivia was the one who instilled in Harvey his love for truffle oil. When Victor caught a terrible cold that was accompanied by a high fever, a frightened Olivia called Harvey for help. The doctor took care of Victor all week until he fully recovered. Relieved, Olivia already wanted to pay extra for Harvey's services, to which he categorically said no, explaining that this was his job and that he was doing it to save people, not for money. Olivia sincerely understands and respects his position. And yet, the next day, she sent a couple of bottles of expensive truffle oil by parcel to the clinic as a thank you, noting in a letter that she insisted. Harvey has to give credit, with oil the dishes really got a lot tastier and richer. It's better than the Joja ready meals anyway.

[whysojiminimnida]

MEANWHILE PARK JIMIN

Shows ARMY his home decor situation

I mean fair is fair, World Cup viewers. Hobi gets in there with a whole shot in case you wanna see where his Hybe's fridge is in relation to the entertainment center. But this is because Jung Hoseok is a god among men and also has nothing to hide.

And YOONGI HAS A WHOLE ASS VOID CAT

Which: Yoongi the man not the cat is now in possession of a cat. I also have a cat. My cat is named Yoongi The Cat Not The Man. This means that when Yoongi the man not the cat inevitably names his cat YSJ, a portal will open. It will happen in my mind and I am prepared. And Park Jimin may also have a cat BUT WE DON'T KNOW DO WE

Because the ONLY thing that man is gonna show us is Jeon Jungkook. Who we have seen already, although granted not usually in such a dick-forward posture. Balls out for Jimin-ssi, you say? Yes, I noticed that myself. Thanks, Jimin, for making sure we know you had your thumb on the camera for many, many split seconds to get that particular shot. On your TV. In your apartment, presumably, although we actually have no idea. Park Jimin ain't gonna show us shit. He is not. He's too smart. Too slick for the likes of random Taekookers and house elves. We don't rate that kind of security clearance. He could be anywhere. (He's not likely in Qatar, though, don't get it twisted.)

Anime feet on a BunKoo, though, that's what I'd have shown the world. Our maknae out there in the great big homophobic World Cup without so much as a Jimin and y'all wonder why he doesn't make the angry food face when he comes on Live. Either the cake is terrible or something's not vibing right is all I'm saying. SEND HIM HOME IMMEDIATELY BABY NEEDS LOVE AND RAMYEON.

ANYWAY. I'm rambling. I have a lot to say, little by little. And Jimin tells us everything and nothing all at once, if we know how to read.

[geeky-politics-46]

The Date

Pairing: Doctor Stephen Strange x Reader

Headcanon follow up to this headcanon about accidentally sending naughty pics to your crush, Doctor Stephen Strange. 

Warnings: smut - 18+ only please - lots of flirting, a touch of exhibitionism

You should have known you weren't even gonna make it through dinner before one of you jumped the other.

It started the minute he opened the portal to pick you up for your date.

Grabbing your hand and pulling you to him before placing a kiss on the inside of your wrist and asking with a smile "so when do I get my surprise?"

Of course after your little naughty photo exchange and the subsequent flirting like horny teenagers it shouldn't have been a shock how forward he was.

You let him wrap his arms around your waist before responding with a sultry smirk "I do believe I posited getting a surprise on you being good. So, are you gonna be good?"

Before he could make a comeback the mood was broken by Tony fake gagging in the other room and Peter yelling "Oh my God gross!"

Now you weren't even halfway through dinner and there had been plenty of innuendo and several tongue kisses that probably shouldn't have been in public. 

He still hadn't let up teasing you about getting his surprise. Knowing full well the surprise was you.

When he asked for a hint you got an idea.

He was expecting you to give him a color, maybe a fabric type, so he was a little confused when you excused yourself to the bathroom.

He knew he was in trouble when you walked back with the most wicked smile on your face and an extra swing in your step. 

Once you were sitting down again you leaned in to whisper in his ear "is this a good enough hint Stephen?" and as you started playing with the hair at the nape of his neck you slipped something into his hands. 

Looking down he quickly realized it was your panties. Or a near non-existent scrap of fabric that you had been wearing as panties. 

He had already decided dinner was over when he felt the wet spot on them and couldn't help the moan that slipped passed his lips. 

You had to squeeze your legs together at the sound he made and you swore you could see his pants immediately get tighter. 

He shoved the panties into his pocket and practically dragged you through the portal to his bedroom.

Your back hit the wall with a loud thud and he had instantly hiked one of your legs up to wrap around his hip pressing his pelvis against yours. 

You thought your lips might actually bruise with how hard he kissed you. 

It was when you felt his cock hard against the inside of your thigh that you moaned against his mouth.

He pinned your hands over your head with one hand and let his other slide up your leg and under your skirt to grab a hold of your bare ass.

Panting as his said "Do you know that I have not been able to think about anything but fucking you since I saw those pictures you sent?" His voice now gravely and his blue eyes clouded with lust.

You rolled your hips against his before leaning forward just enough to lick at his lower lip before authoritatively saying "then fuck me Doctor." 

You suddenly found yourself completely lifted off the ground with your dress effectively shoved up around your waist. 

His other hand had quickly moved to undo his pants and shove them down. He may have used magic to help. 

Both of you watched as he started to slide his long thick hard cock between your pussy lips. The sight of your arousal drenching him making you even wetter. 

He let the head of his cock rub against your clit a little extra. Even slapping at it a little making you whimper. You were ready to beg for him.

Finally he positioned himself at your entrance. Looking up at you and kissing you as he thrust into you the first time. Swallowing up your moans as your cunt stretched to fit him. 

In between bites and kisses he kept his forehead pressed to yours, smiling at the mix of random sounds and filthy praises you drowned him in as he fucked you.

His favorites were "I wanted this, wanted you, for so long", "you fuck me so good", "so fucking big", & just hearing you chant his name over and over.

He finally let go of your arms to get a better hold on your hips so he could start to thrust into you harder and faster. Your hands immediately fell into his soft thick hair, scratching at his scalp as you felt yourself getting close to cumming. 

As if he could read your mind he started driving his cock into you as deep as he could, grinding his pelvis against yours to stimulate your clit. 

He started coaching you towards your orgasm, he knew he was right behind you. 

"That's it baby, can feel that perfect pussy squeezing me tight. Cum on my cock baby. Cream on my cock so I can fill you with mine. I know you want it."

His words made you whimper as you gripped the gray hair at his temples and you could feel your pussy starting to flutter around his cock uncontrollably.

As soon as he felt you cumming around him he started pounding into you. His face buried in your neck murmuring about how perfect you felt as his cock throbbed and he filled you to the brim with his load.

After both of you had finished, Stephen carried you over to his bed and magically removed the rest of your clothes before sliding both of you under the covers, arranging you in his arms.

You broke the silence first, "that was definitely the best blind date I've ever had." Stephen emphatically shook his head in agreement.

He grabbed his jacket off the floor and pulled your panties from the inner breast pocket, it was the sheer dark blue ones.

He held them up and looked at you with a smirk, "by the way I'm keeping these, and next time I think you should wear the red. Maybe you can try the Cloak on with that set, since they match of course."

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[gilbirda]

This idea has been plaguing my brain for days now and I had to put it somewhere, so here:

Basically Jason was in his apartment watching some silly shows with his girlfriend laying on his side, his evening was doing pretty great for once, that is untill Oracle called saying they needed help, before Jason could decline she said unknown portals showed up in Gotham and one of them opened right in Crime Alley(or the Narrows, both work) and the Bat asked for him to investigate that portal while the rest of the batfam would deal with the other portals, a.k.a Jason had little choice but to go there and see what the fuck was going on in his territory.

So after angrily putting on the helmet and telling Jazz he would be back in a few minutes he got on his motorcycle and whent off to where the portal was, but once he got to the location Oracle provided there was no portal in sight, only a lot of dirt, a really big crater and- is that a person on a floating board!?

Aparentlly there was a random person standing on a floating board and chilling in the middle of a big crater, at this point he's not even surprised anymore. As he approaches the crater he starts seeing more details on the person, they had a green teal shirt with black shoulder pads and white gloves, they also had ginger hair tied in a how ponytail that was eerily similar to his girlfriend's, but it could just be a coincidence.

But as he got closer and the dust started to settle down he could not help the confused-almost-shout that came out of his mouth, and the only question in his mind is what the hell is Jazz doing here???

As it turns out, that was not Jazz, or at least not his Jazz, because aparentlly she was from a alternative universe and ended up in this universe by accident while she was chasing a powerful ghost with dimensional travel powers, in all honesty Jason is already done with this bullshit.

"Is there any other alternative version of my girlfriend I should know abaut?" Jason asked in a very exasperated voice

"Well, I did see a Jazz that had 2 swords and a blue blue hair streak before you showed up" the other Jazz sheepishly replied.

Jason buried his head on his hands.

He just wanted to spend some time with his girlfriend.

(Basically the idea is that Jason ends up meeting Krosan's version of Jazz and is very tired of dealing with multiversonal bullshit and I think him meeting that version of Dan would be kinda funny tbh, and also a little reference for Mortified!Jazz. Idk what this is but i needed to let it out)

YOOOOOO, THIS SOUNDS AMAZING!!!

We've seen a Spiderverse-like AU for Danny, why not for Jazz?? We have halfa!Jazz, Mortified!Jazz (aka warrior princess), Hunter!Jazz (Krossan's design is amazing and the thing with Dan is so cute) and my (is not really mine? I just ran with the idea in my fics) Liminal!Jazz.

I know you meant only Hunter!Jazz and Dan in their universe, but now the Spiderverse-like concept in in my brain now.

OOOOOO

MAYBE ALSO @impyssadobsessions's Evil Queen Jazz????

Also, so many girlfriends... Would they like Jason?

Hunter!Jazz I would think likes him, but in a older brother kind of way (also in Krossan's art she looks young soooo). He is kinda like her Dan but post-redemption, so she is very interested in getting into his head and learn how he did it.

Mortified!Jazz is also young but would have a crush on him, specially when she finds out he can kick ass and drinks respect women juice. And with how he takes care of his girlfriend? Honestly if she weren't so busy with, you know, saving the world and helping her brother become King, she'd want something like that for herself.

Halfa!Jazz is more of a trickster and had a chance to be the younger sibling, from what I could gather the consensus is in the Phandom. Assuming she's close in age to Jason here, she wouldn't mind sharing with that world's Jazz. "He has two hands, other-me!" Also she would want to fix the Lazarus Pits thing ASAP.

Evil!Jazz is into him immediately. His sense of justice and how he is willing to do anything to save people are things she finds attractive. Also it helps that he is cute 😌💖

Anyone that wants to add to this PLEASE do so. This is such a concept!!!!! I will be rotating this in my head for days.

[futureplayboibunnie]

‘Enamoured’

Doctor Strange x Widow! fem! reader

GIRL I BE PUMPING OUT FICS EVERY OTHER NIGHT IM SORRY.

SLUTTY SMUTTY SLUT SMUT

idk i just thought it would be interesting to include sex pollen to driiiiive it all in. while i was immersed in writing it all i could envision was a Widow reader and i thought that was quite cool.

The tangible and somewhat welcome smell of blood flooded your senses as your blade dug into one of the sides of the Hydra agents you were sent to kill- you mean…just a recon mission in some random compound... with the man that was the object of your often unfathomable hatred, Dr Stephen Strange.

Tony knows of this little hatred tryst that you both have entangled yourselves into, and a dry laugh always escapes his throat as you beg and plead on both goddamn knees for Tony to pair you with someone else, anyone else. Just anyone. Tony made it his own personal mission to pair you and the asshat up at every single opportunity he could grasp his grubby little mitts on. You often thought it was a prolonged vendetta over you insulting his geometric ass beard. But what made it worse was the crude comments the whole Avengers team made of you and Stephen's non-existent relationship, which mostly consists of them betting that you'll both ‘hatefuck’ at one point, it was just a game of waiting for the time being.

It was a strange pairing, if anyone can pardon the pun. A trained Widow, a bloodthirsty assassin aiming to take your anger out on the scum of the earth and then there's one of the most powerful sorcerers to ever exist, wielding magic that normal folk could only dream of, and spell casting intricate enough only he would know how to execute.

Again, it was strange. Two headstrong, arrogant people do not a heavenly couple make. You both despised each other, and he made it crystal clear.

However back to the present, you stabbed with precision and marking your target expertly as per usual. Stephen was floating above the compound; eyes screwed shut as eidritch magic flowed through his, trying to locate where the brief case full of illegally crafted super soldier serum took hospice. He saw in his mind's eye that It was in a dark, hollow place.

This was an extremely niche kind of mission, one in which Bucky and Steve would be much suitable considering they are super soldiers and quite frankly have had first hand experience dealing with Hydra, but no. Tony had to fuck you over and pair you and Dr fucking Strangelove together. Your patience was wearing thin today.

Completely revelling in your own annoyance, you blanked out absent mindedly and didn't sense he Hydra agent standing above you from the balcony railing... letting go of the grenade that was in his grasp. Your eyes darted to his in surprise and a terrifying grin was plastered over his face.

Stephen had the intuition to know you'd get yourself killed, he was always saving your ungrateful ass and it made his blood burn. It was like he was babysitting you, but he can't help but revel in the glory of coming back to the team and telling them if it wasn't for him, you would have died. You often shivered with rage at the praise he would receive.

Instantly, he portalled to where you were and with a quirk of his skilled fingers, he cast a protection shield over you and completely disintegrated the bomb without detonating it. You put your hands over your head to prepare for an attack that never came. As you slowly opened your eyes, the orange magic dissipated into thin air, and you could hear the agents' footsteps receding.

Strange sauntered over to you confidently, like the textbook school popular kid. He was enthralled by the fact he saved your life yet again. What could he say, arrogance was part of his nature, it was in his blood.

"I got the vials." He stated.

‘Well done, want a certification that is a gold sticker along with your doctorate?‘ You snarled towards him; voice dripping with venom and unfiltered hatred.

‘Saving your ass yet again, am I? Where's that murderous Widow that specialises in torture methods but doesn't know when an enemy is right behind her, let alone not even clocking a detonating bomb?‘ He smirked as he planted himself beside you so he could prepare to portal you back to oneof the Avengers Safehouses near your location.

‘She's contemplating whether to stuff your throat with his own sling ring.‘ You replied with every single ounce of snarkines as before, too tired to even indulge in him at this point.

‘Stuff my throat? How about I stuff yours?' He asked lowly as he looked you right in the eye. That woke you up. You were internally stunned by the reply, but your face remained neutral. You didn't like how suggestive that sounded, but then again, your mind started to wonder what he really meant. Maybe it was just your dirty mind rushing to conclusions, maybe it was because of that one obscene and filthy wet dream you had about him one night that set the course of your faux façade of hating him. But you really did hate him, right? Right. Stephen Strange is a prick and he prides himself on it.

As he circled his hands to form a portal, your ears quirked, and you could hear the same footsteps as before. Oh fuck.

‘Stephen! Look ou-!’ You couldn't finish your exclamation. You swiftly turned your body only to find that the air had been detonated with lavender powder

Lavender was surrounding both of you, it crawled into the neck of your skin-tight Widow suit. You were both suffocating and inhaling the incessant powder and you could both feel it cover your lungs, your palate as well as all of your other senses. Coughs erupted between the two of you until Stephen finished his portal movement and he grabbed you and you both fell through into the Safehouse. The orange dissipating into thin air once more.

You both fell onto the oak wood floor and you both felt that oxygen was thick and unable to enter your lungs properly. And without further warning, heavy lidded, you both passed out on the floor. No one to wake either of you.

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Stephen awoke in a daze, completely bewildered that he fell unconscious over some stupid powder. God, Hydra really must be desperate.

As his eyelids felt lighter and the sunset seeping through the window caught his eye, he glanced to his side to find that you were clinging onto his arm, nuzzling it slightly. He couldn't tell if he wanted to kill you or let you continue what you were doing.

It would make him a complete hypocrite for him to admit that you looked fucking delicious in your suit. Every curve on display, the zipper that's placed at the front of your suit just settling beneath your cleavage.

That braid in your hair too…he couldn't wait to pull at it.

Jesus, fuck. What the hell was he thinking?

His mind was completely scrambled. The Cloak of Levitation hung itself on the coat rack and he let out a scolding look at it for not being able to wake him up sooner.

He had to get out of this compromising position or else he'd stop and stare at you for too long which would make him border the lines of creepy. He softly nudged his arm away, leaned up and planted his feet on the ground so he could stand.

He let himself wander into the bathroom and he felt a wash of heat shoot though his entire body. He was beginning to settle as uncomfortable. He was sweating, oh Jesus was he sweating, He gazed at himself through the mirror, and he noticed a little blip in his eyes, he leaned closer to examine and he found that they were dilating at an excessive rate, completely impossible. He ran a hand through his hair, confused as to why his body was reacting this way- it was irrational plus annoying. Was it because of you? The powder? What the fuck was that powder?

Oh God. Oh God it's hot. Was the heating on or something?

He lets out a shaky breath and contemplates whether to strip and to have a shower. He ultimately decides against it, him getting naked while you're here. Bad idea, people will talk.

After a while, he could hear a soft moan from the other room. A fucking moan. Stephen's body convulsed as he could feel the electricity shoot straight to his dick.

What the fuck? What the fuck is going on? Why is his body reacting this way?

You. Of course it was fucking you.

The woman he harbours such hatred for yet is the true painting of all of his desires. Stephen has always loved a challenge and you've never shied away from one

He walked back into the living room in which you were lying there. You propped yourself up and tured so stare at him. It was deathly and anything but welcoming.

"I need to go back. I need to kill the last bad guy. You deadpanned, the weariness of sleep not dragging you down at all.

‘Bad guy? What are you 12? Wake up, sweetheart this isn't some movie where you get the last laugh. I got the vials, that was the mission. We're supposed to decrease your kill count, not add to it, you vampire.’ He had to insult you, if he insulted you then he can't feel anvthing else for you and right now that's all that matters, no matter if your feelings are hurt. The thought surprisingly pains him. He grimaces.

‘Fuck you Strange. You have no right to act all high and mighty with me. This is who l am, this is what I do. Don't infect your gospel of goodness on me.’ You spat at his pompous demeanour.

Silence sprayed through the air. Both of you unsure what to even say to each other. You got up.

‘Have you turned the heating on?‘ You asked. You were burning up. Fucking hell it was hot, you could feel your insides liquidate

'No. But I've been feeling it too. I think we need to just go to bed and sleep it off. It's dark out now.’ Stephen concluded. His breathing was becoming more rapid and erratic, it felt like his lungs couldn't properly expand.

Hearing hirn breathe like that made your spine tingle unexpectedly. You mentally slapped yourself for reacting like that to such an absurd thing; what the hell? Your body was shaking. Your brain scattering and quickly loosing all of its inhibitions, you need to get out of there and you need to get out of there fast. Away from…him.

‘Yeah. Bed. Bed. Let's get into bed.’ You breathed, eyelashes fluttering from heavy lidded eyes. You didn't even mean to sound as breathless as you did but at this point your body was shutting down, or was it being tuned more alive? Stephen darted his head to face you, mostly out of how fucking erotic you just sounded, suggesting that you and him we're about to get into bed together- but he knew what you really meant, he just wanted to fantasise about it for a moment. You were so effortlessly attractive, and he hated you for it.

‘Yeah. Bed. Now.’ Stephen added hastily as you both departed into separate bedrooms. Completely willing to put this weird day behind you, hoping that after some rest your body would reset itself back to normal. Stephen was praying for it.

As hot as you were, you refused to get naked, not even to change or to shower. Just the slightest show of skin within the vicinity of you and Strange would cause a buzz between the Avengers and you would do anything to avoid that. So, you had to bite your tongue and sleep with your Widow suit on. Stephen did the same. As much as he wanted to shower and scrub the fantasies of you away, he wouldn't, he couldn't. You both settled into bed and tried to sleep this tiresome day off.

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You were panting, you couldn't sleep. You were so fucking needy, so needy for Stephen's cock. It's all you could think about, it plagued your mind like a sickness, like a fog. You were trembling, squirming. The electricity coursing through your body bordering on painful, All you could envision is Stephen fucking you stupid, fucking you so hard you were crying. Tears started to prick into your eyes already, you were moaning at nothing. You unzipped the front of your suit from your breasts down to your lower belly, hoping that would relieve some of the pressure. Of course, it didn't, but you refused to get naked for some inane reason. You needed something in you, Stephen's big thick cock in you as his big, scarred hands fondled with your tits and without even thinking you started to play with your tits under the flaps of the zipper.

Stephen was doing as well as you were. He was hungry, so fucking ravenous for you and your body. It's all his mind was on. You. Naked. In bed. Screaming as he fucked you, watching his cock appear and disappear in and out of you, one hand wrapped around your throat and the other tangled and pulling harshly on your hair. He really couldn't get naked now and bust one out at the thought of you. It's quite frankly weird and a complete invasion. That was until he heard you moan, and moan and moan. Moaning over and over. He couldn't control himself.

He pondered why this was even happening.

A ding pinged in his head. Oh shit. He knew what this was, he knew what was happening and the only way to fix it. He got up out of bed to head towards the room you were in until he walked out and found you heading to him too. You were shuddering, your suit unzipped as he could see the undersides of your tits and the outlines of your nipples. You rushed over to him, almost weeping, the proximity between you was so close if you were an inch he wouldn’t be able to restrain himself and keep his hands off of you.

'It hurts. It's s'bad Stephen. What’s happening to me?' You cried out as you hands grasped onto his shoulder blades.

‘I know sweetheart. I know,' You were about to combust at the pet name, you were so fucking aroused you were about to start sobbing.

'Hydra. Sex pollen. Read it in a book at the Sanctum.' He groaned lowly. Sex Pollen? Holy shit.

You couldn't even string two words together, you just stuffed your hand into the thighs of your widow suit and retracted it only to find your fingers glistening to with slick. Stephen stared at your hand and then at your beautiful face. He was so close to just pounce on you like an animal.

You broke the lingering silence between you both.

"Stephen please I'm begging you. Fuck me. Please. I need to feel you inside of me, cum all over me. Cum on my face, I don't care I just need your cock in me. Please.’ You pleaded, throat going dry as you ran your fingers through his salt and pepper hair. He had never heard anything as vulgar, as hot and as pornographic as that. He couldn't hold back any longer as he finally wrapped his hands around your waist, you moaned at the contact.

"I can’t be gentle,’ He leaned his face at the base of your ear, ‘I'll fuck you so stupid you won't be able to get up. Is that what you want, sweetheart? Want me to make you all better?‘ He breathed hotly into your neck.

‘Yes. Now. Right now. All night.‘ You responded hastily. That was all the confirmation he needed.

He grabbed at your face harshly and started kissing you with no skill as desperation took over, all sloppy and open mouthed. Tongues exploring tongues as your lips burned against each other's, completely enthralled and drunk off of each other's presence. He hoisted you up roughly and you wrapped your legs around the small of his back, fingers grasping at his messy hair. You were both in for it now.

Instead of throwing you on the bed of your room, he delicately planted you next to the foot of the bed and started kissing and nipping down your neck to your collarbones actively travelling further down. He thought you were so malleable. Your back was arched as he quite literally was bending you while kissing down the skin that your open zipper provided. This was a change of pace to the desperation beforehand, and you finally clocked that he was. maybe just maybe…pining. Maybe he was trying to savour every moment of it. You were moaning at the mere thought but you couldn’t handle this kind of pace right now.

‘Stephen. Take it off. Get me naked, now." You sighed against his ear subsequently biting and licking at his ear lobe. He groaned into your skin as he lifted his head up to grab at the zipper flaps and peel the suit off you to expose your bare chest.

As he got the top part of your suit off, he marvelled at your tits. He couldn't help but paw at them before he could get the rest of the suit off. Stephen's large hands covered your skin but comes to support the small of your back as you were arching into him as he bit at the fat of your tits. His beard prickled at your bare skin but added just that more pleasure through your cunt.

Stephens hands wove through your hair, harshly tugging at the braid just like he had fantasized about. You spent ages on your hair, and he knew, making it all the more erotic and a slap in the face when he undid your hair just like that. Grasping and pulling at it like he was a dog with his favourite chew toy. It was pure fucking carnal need.

He quickly got impatient as he threw you on the bed by your hair, careless of where you landed. Pain tinged in Stephen's nerve endings; he was so painfully hard his cock was aching. He quickly untied his blue robes and kicked off his shoes, only his pants and boxers blocking the flesh that would impale you.

You where whining at his departure, so desperate for skin on skin contact it was shameful, but right now that was the least of your worries. He could have finished right then and there when he finally stripped you of your suit and climbed on top of you, nothing but a barely there thong covering your modesty. It was red, lacy. Sheer. Your arousal completely soaking the fabric through and through; he doubts you'll ever wear them again so he should probably take them for safekeeping. Your thighs were running with your wetness. He groaned at the sight.

‘Red?' The question was rhetorical, but you answered anyway.

‘You're Cloak….. red. Mm. Every time I see the stupid fucking colour, I think of you.' You whispered sensually at him, hoping he wouldn't freak out over your confession; see through how deeply your need for him goes.

He twists his finger of the waist band of your panties, the feather light touches edging you just that more. Stephen pauses for a brief mpment and then lets out a dry breathless chuckle, Jesus Christ it was like you were his already.

‘Oh sweetheart, you've been begging for this haven't you?' He coos as he grabs and pinches your cheeks with his thumb and index finger. With his other hand he roughly pulls the glistening panties down your smooth legs and shoves the panties into your gaping mouth.

It's not that Stephen gagged you as a notice to keep you quiet, he just wanted to see how rough you wanted him to be, and since your eyes rolled to the back of your head and you dribbled through the panties, he knew this is exactly what you craved. You were half gagging half salivating as the drool escaped the corners of your mouth. It was such a lewd display Stephen could barely contain himself. He was like a kid on Christmas morning.

'Let me eat you out sweetheart, let me taste you. I need you, so badly. So badly it hurts, just let me get this chance before I make you cry when I put my cock inside of you. Please.’ You couldn't comprehend those actual words coming out of Stephen Strange mouth, and damn was it vulgar and so damn unexpected.

Stephen Strange, begging to taste you. Wow, that’s one memory for safekeeping

His pleading blue eyes told you all you needed to know. A breathless, muffled high pitched 'mhm' greeted him at his request. You were seriously about to start crying. Tears started leak down your face as Stephen licked and sucked all the way down from the crook of your neck to your chest. God he was infatuated with your tits, it was like he was a teenager discovering porn for the first time even though he's manhandling you like a seasoned professional. That's what really got you by the grip though, the incessant manhandling, the constant push and the pull. You'd secretly fantasied he would be rough in the bedroom, but you didn't think that would become a probable reality.

He pinned your hands above your head in a tight iron like grip with his left hand as his right travelled to feel at your tits and suck on your nipples. He blew cold air on them and that made your body convulse.

"I wish I has some ropes to tie you down with, you're such a good girl when you get what you want, aren't you? Even when you don't and you're a bad girl, it still makes me want to bend you over and fuck the attitude out of you.' He smirks down at you condescendingly; the prick was enjoying you in such a compromising and filthy position.

You spat out your panties, drool being left all over your lips and chin in its wake. God, Stephen had such a thing for spit, it was driving him crazy.

‘You just didn't have half the balls to fuck me how I like it.‘ Taunting him as per, your eyes raked up and down his face, mildly surprised at yourself at your gall. He froze for a moment, engulfing and analysing how perfect you looked right now, letting him take complete control of your body and being comfortable whilst doing so.

The past women he bedded don't even compare to the sparks that are flying right now, you were as insatiable, curious and as kinky as he was. It was carnal passion that was radiating off the two of you. He lowered his face down to your so your nosed grazed each other.

‘You want me to be mean to your body, is that it?’ He slapped your face with his right hand and squeezed your cheeks together again like before. You whined against his soft lips, contrasting to the. way he was treating you right now but that just made the slick between your thighs even more adamant.

‘Tell me, how long have you needed me to fuck you?* He spat into your gaping mouth, and what made it even more erotic was how close range it was. You refused to answer his question, deciding to not embarrass yourself and remain radio silent.

‘Really? Not so sweet now. Oh, what a shame, pretty baby.…I would have eaten you out to make you cum, more pleasure on your end but I guess you don't want that.‘ He smirks at you condescendingly, letting go of your face as he kicks his pants off.

"I wanna cum on your cock, don't wanna ruin this pretty face.‘ You pouted and he couldn't help but let out a low chuckle at your cute remark.

You glanced down as you felt the weight of Stephen's cock slap against your stomach, leaving a sticky wet spot in its wake. You moaned desperately at the contact; Jesus Christ he was fucking huge. The vein and the pink head really caught your attention; you thought he'd be big but not this big.

You weren't sure if he would er…fit. For lack of better words.

‘Stephen! Uhh mmh. It won't fi-!’ He cut you off as his free right hand shoved the wet panties into your mouth once more, you instantly gagged accompanied with eyes as wide as saucepans. Gone were the sultry 'fuck me until I'm crying eyes', you were genuinely surprised. He had you surprised and that really perked him up. Tears started to prick at your eyes and Stephen couldn't help but think about your mouth on his cock. I mean he did make a sneaky comment about it earlier and he knew that halted you in your tracks, but the way your kisses were all sloppy and wet had him wonder if your lips would be as sloppy and wet going down…on him. Again, him and spit, it was a weird relationship.

‘You can take it.' He stated lowly. It was kind of menacing and it turned you on even more. He let go of your hands as he felt the wetness run down your thighs with his finger. He looked at you dead in the eye as he put his fingers in his mouth and hummed in serene bliss. God, you tasted so sweet, like candy. He literally was a kid in a candy store.

Without warning or hesitation, he guided his cock through your soaked folds and slapped your clit. You groaned against the fabric as the tears began again. Stephen rammed his thick cock inside of you and didn't let you adjust, watching your body travel further and further up the bed until the headboard was banging against the wall, he was watching in complete awe as his cock was pumping in you. You felt him pulse inside of you and a scream erupted in your throat. Just like he imagined, he was experiencing first hand his cock disappearing and appearing inside of you, and then to top it all of his hands reached for your hair and throat. You were both panting, bodies colliding in pure lustful need, sweat sliding off of the two of you in such an effortless frenzy.

‘Such a sweet pussy on such a filthy girl.' He remarked and that just sent you into overdrive. He took the panties out of your mouth to hear the sweet noises you made in real time. A gasp escaped your pretty mouth. Your nails were scraping against the large expanse of his back, digging crescents as he moaned into your mouth to savour such sweetness. Your tongue met together in a tangled wet kiss, all opened mouthed and breathless and you were sure that was the best kiss you've ever experienced…until he tugged and bit at your bottom lip, so hard you thought it could draw blood. It was so goddamn sensual, something so…needy, carnal, animalistic. You felt so desired.

Still ramming inside of you at an ungodly and deep level, his attention went down to your neck as he suckled the soft unmarked skin. He literally felt like a teenager giving a crush a hickey for the first time. Again, you bit his earlobe and that just drives him insane to the point where he felt himself twitch inside of you.

"Cum in me Stephen. I need to feel you cum in me.* You breathed against his skin and that just finished him off. As he came so did you, warm liquid meeting and spilling inside and outside of you. It was truly the most fulfilling orgasm that both of you have ever had the pleasure of experiencing.

‘You're mine.‘ He gritted through clenched teeth. He rolled beside you as you were both panting to try and regain your breath and the air felt normal again, it wasn't as thick as before. Your minds weren't as scrambled, everything felt fulfilled and relaxed.

Your hair was a wild mess and strands of his hair stuck to his forehead, but his grey streaks remained perfectly intact. Everything was unconventionally picturesque, but there was still this unanswered question lingering in the air. Silence cut through you for a moment.

‘Wish you gave me beard burn.‘ You broke the silence with a tongue in cheek remark. You really were dirty at the best and worst of times.

He snickered as you both got comfortable on top of the covers, you slinging your leg around his body and him propping his head up with his hand. You both spent a moment just gazing at each other in post coital realization that this happened. He traced little shapes with the tips of his fingertips on your thighs, as you clamped your pearly teeth onto your bottom lip.

'Not as geometric as Tony's?"

‘Wish you stuffed my throat with your cock too.’ Again, you stunted him with another vulgar comment, reminiscing about earlier today and that one little sentence that had you guessing. You let out a cute little giggle which he found adorable, angelic. You were glowing, you were an angel in his eyes. Stephen is the only one that can truly handle you and your ever immortal and incessant stubborn disposition.

‘I didn't wanna ruin your pretty face, but I think you would've liked that too much.‘ He raised a knowing eyebrow as he got lost in your bright eyes, this after sex haze was really doing something new to his head, more than the actual sex pollen. He's really coming to terms with things between you.

You were both gawking at each other again, you raised your fingers to trace the outline of his jawline and his illegally defining cheekbones.

'Is this real?" You sighed.

"My face?'

'No, you idiot,' you half smiled.

Silence fell upon you both again. It was comfortable though.

'Is this just a reaction to some dumb ass sex pollen? Or are you as enamoured by me as I am with you?’ He was stunned; enamoured? He had you enamoured, this is better than anything he could ever conjure in that big photographic brain of his. But mostly what stunted him is that everything he's been feeling for you is confirmed to be mutual.

‘You just go a million miles a second. And you're everything I want. I need you and I feel like I have this instinct to protect you but I’m a foolish man,' He took a shaky breath, 'I've feel as though always been yours, but I've been blinded by my ego. Well, that's what I think.'

"I think you hit the nail on the head with that one Doctor.‘ You smiled and tucked a strand of hair behind your ear bashfully. A blush dusted the apples of your cheeks in response.

‘The Avengers are gonna have a field day with this one.‘ You added knowingly, already wincing at their prolonged reaction.

"Hail Hydra', those idiots did something right for once, making us fuck to clarify what we actually are to each other. There's a certain poetry to that, don't you think?’ He cradled your face with one hand and brushed some loose strands out of the way.

‘Truly enchanting. In our post coital daze, is it also appropriate to admit I had a wet dream about youand that is quite literally why I started hating you?’ You admitted, as the embarrassment of the scene wore away now you two have fucked everything away.

He was gobsmacked. The shit eating grin could have split his face in half. Oh, you little bitch. This was too perfect.

'Fuck..' He groaned, mirroring exactly how he felt when he came inside of your sweet pussy just a few moments earlier.

'_Cause you were too.... good. I mean you're allowed to be as cocky as you are Strange. I've never came that fast and that hard before in my life. You really earned that gold sticker alongside that doctorate.’

"I won't let it get to my head I promise...but I may have some shocking news also. I also had a dream where you tied me up and rode me, and you wouldn't let me touch you. Think that's where my annoyance with you started.' The admission startled you, put a stick through your wheels. Jesus Christ it was like you were made for each other.

You shifted yourself so you were climbing and straddled on his lap. His hands rested on the sides of your ass instinctively.

‘Touch all you want.' You whispered in his ear.

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damn

[greenteaanon]

Historical figures:Chapter 1

Heneral Luna

My idol~...ahem..anyways...

Disclaimer: Reader will not be Heneral Luna, But will have characteristics of said person, And The Actual Heneral Luna will be related to Reader

Warnings: GN!Reader, Mentions of War, Death, Imposter AU(cause yes), angst/comfort,Good End, Mentions of Blood, Alot of Swearing Both Tagalog and English.....as expected

Enjou gets a Cameo cause I love him

As for the translations....you figure it out

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"Hay Potcha Where the Fuck am I?" Was the first thing you say when you woke up in the middle of a grassy field. "Nahulog ba ako Sa Duyan?" Did you fall of a hammock? who knows. Turning around to see no hammock one tree. 'Ay pak shet this isn't our property' you thought finally standing up the Sun in the middle of the sky. Glad your mother wasnt there or whe would've whooped your ass and nagged you for sleeping in.

Getting up and trying not to fall down. When someone tried to shoot an arrow barely missing. "HOY WHAT THE FUCK"

"BY THE ORDERS OF THE CREATOR, SEIZE THE IMPOSTER AT ONCE" the person screamed and a familiar figure walks from behind of the archer....fuck it's Kaeya.

"....Putangina Yoko na.....I think I should run" Son of a bitch You've had enough,you just woke up but that's besides the point. "Look I don't know what you mean Mr. Cavalry Captain...but I'm gonna go"

And then you BOLT. You ran and ran your abdomen started to hurt you reached a forest and took a breather. "Mga Yawaaaaaaa" Assholes, Demons, Ruthless you breathed out. "Your Holiness?"

"AY PUTANGINA MO" you shreiked you Son of a bitch A tall Figure appeared before you. "Your Holiness!" The tall Figure beamed in delight.

"Wait a minute...ENJOU!?"

"They Know my nameee" he squealed like a high school girl. "Uhhh Yea...Anyways I gotta go before Kaeya Catches up to me with Back up"

"Why would he chase you anyways" he asked "Something about being an imposter, Di ko Sigurado" You weren't sure to be honest.

"PREPOSTEROUS! HUMANS CANT EVEN RECOGNIZE THEIR CREATOR" He Gasped. Honestly you didn't give a flying fuck about being called an imposter, It's the Shooting you was the concerning part.

"It's fine it's fine...Anyways Can I stay with you and the abyss? cause I really don't have anywhere to stay at" you asked making doe eyes you probably didn't need to do that and he'd still say yes.

"Well of course your Holiness! One moment.." Enjou said Opening a portal.

Him pulling you in the portal and a moments you were in a ruin like castle. 'so this is what the Abyss looks like inside'

"Enjou...Is that..." A voice called out it was the traveller's twin. After a couple days later in the abyss you got comfortable.

Your now seated in a Library well you guessed it was..you were trying to teach Enjou Tagalog(properly..no jokes) so he can Translate you for Other people. Well it's mostly curses and simple phrases

"so...If I want to introduce myself in the holy la— Tagalog..I Say 'Ako si Enjou, Nalulugod ako makilala ka' right?" He asked God he was Adorable "Mmhm It Means My Name is Enjou, Its a pleasure meeting you" You were proud you also taught him a couple curse words just incase you want to cuss out someone which you wanted to...but no one.......yet.

"Maglakad kaya tayo sa Labas ng Abyss?" You suggested

"Walk outside the abyss? Just us?" He asked happily.

"Yep! I want to go walk around the grass again..and maybe find some of my things...maybe"

~

You and Enjou Were walking...well he was floating..You were walking around Gallesong Hill.

Near the tree you originally woke up at you found a satchel with a book, a thick ass Journal, A modern pen, a random pistol with no bullets, and...YOUR PHONE

"AY PANGINOON CELLPHONE KO" You cried in happiness.

"you just swore...to yourself"

"Hah?" Hotdog.

"You're God?"

"Oh Yea....Anyways"

You open the journal first a photo fell out it was old around the 18 century maybe.

"Oh it's my photo of my lolo...well Great Grandfather actually...well uncle, My Family says I have an uncanny resemblance to him" you held up a photo of Heneral Luna. You looked alike, to the nose, the eyes, the jawline, even at the eyebrows.

"You two do look alike, although you look younger" You nod in agreement, Flipping a page it was a article that at Heneral Luna used. Artikulo Uno. Who ever wrote this journal must look up to him...Like you are...

Then something caught your eye

"Dear Myself, You may doubt it now But you are truly a god, Makinig ka Na tanga ka Ikaw yoong totoo na Diyos. Your Gonna need the Artikulo Uno thing Later probably after reading this. P. s. The book is in Baybayin Have fun Studying it again From (y/n) Luna"

You just started at the last bit "FIRST OF ALL MYSELF JUST TOLD ME TO LISTEN...THEN PROCEEDED TO CALL NE AN IDIOT THEN MAKES ME STUDY BAYBAYIN AGAIN WHAT THE FUCK" you angrliy shouted. Until you heard footsteps.

You and Enjou swung your head to where it came from. "YOU." Someone snarled. They looked like you..just in very flowy clothing....Well crap.

Kaeya and the Knights followed behind them. Then you said

"Hay Panginoon! Eto ba Yoong Walang Hiyang Punyeta na May Kasalanan kung bakit ako ipapapatay!?" Oh Lord, This was the bitch that ordered to hunt you down

"They are, Your Actual. Holiness"Enjou replied with full confidence, The Person Froze.

"Gague Pangit niya, Masakit Makumpara Sakin, Parang Insulte" God Damn, They were a lesser version of you, It felt Gross being compared to them, An Insult.

Everyone froze when you started talking in Tagalog.

"Enjou, Sinusunod ba dito yoong Artikulo Uno" Did they Follow the Artikulo Uno principle here, they did so Enjou nodded.

"Hey You do you know what meaning of Artikulo Uno is, I'm sure you have been abusing that" you asked your poser. They looked terrified.

"Artikulo Uno, Ang hindi sumunod sa utos ng punong heneral ng digmaan ay tatangalan ng rango at ipapatay ng walang paglilitis sa Husgadong Militar" You looked at Enjou after saying it signaling to fully translate.

"Artikulo Uno or Article One, People who disobeyed the Head General of War, will be removed from the ranks and be killed with no proceedings from the Court, or in this case, Their Grace" he smirked under the abyssal Form.

Your imposter started sobbing and apologizing on their knees.

"Shuta Dali matakot, Ano ba yan?" Enjou said almost laughing Well shit They get scared easily What was that

You couldn't hold your laughter. "AHAHahaha— oh that was a good Laugh, then you Guys, You believed Their Words Blindly. PARA KAYONG MGA BIRHEN NA NINIWALA SA PAG-IBIG NG ISANG PUTA" you shouted the quote with full emotional

"Should I translate" Enjou Wispered to you. "Go, I Dare you"

He breathed in trying not to laugh " Directly translated, What their Grace said was....oh dear Your like a bunch of Virgins That believes in loving words of a Whore"

You both Laughed while the knights also apologized profusely.

"Alright Get your Asses together we have Six other nations to convince"

~

It has been a week, a week of studying baybayin now you can read the book fucking finally.

It's also the time where you have to set of the 6 different nations to redirect their belief in their God.

Convincing Liyue was Easy, with the Help of Venti Bring the Anemo Archon He got to Zhongli Alot faster, then to the Adepti then to the Qixing, They handed us Milleleth soldiers to help us, But was had to cut the troops in half when reaching Inazuma and Back, Again Easy with the the Shogun to the Tricomissions, and you came back with more troops and the Electro archon.

It was going great. You were already in the mainland and you guys well some rested in Carts pulled by Horses. You stopped to buy food for everyone, Being a god gave you privlages Free food. You see your troops switching places some to rest and some to guard. You saw Enjou about to fall over in his sleep. You patted his Leg and asked.

"Nakapagpahinga ka na ba?" Has he rested? Judging by his groggy State he has... a little.

"I'm sorry your Grace are we about to head home?"

"May tatlong bansa pa tayong pupuntahan" 3 nations to go to, and you were only half way to Sumeru

"With all due respect it's midnight" He said Groggily.

"Kaya bilisan pa natin" You said giggling. Guess we should speed up

Maybe this life wasn't too bad.

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GOOD LORD FINALLY IM FINISHED

Hope you guys enjoy

Enjou Cameo my ass this is a Reader and Enjou Duo fic

[phoenix-manga]

Q1: How would the boys react when they're in the Pokemon world for the first time? Q2: What Pokemon are in each of the boys' Pokemon teams and what is their main Pokemon partner for each of them? Q3: Given the fact that Phoebe doesn't have a Miltank, how would the boys react when they taste moomoo milk and moomoo milk ice cream after their arrival in the Pokemon world?

The only way that the Pokemon world can be accessed is if Crowley did his job and discovered a special mirror that can allow them to travel back and forth.

Phoebe can continue her journey, while she won't be a student, Grimm doesn't need to worry because he'll be a full student now that Phoebe gave her right solely to him.

She does come visit the college to see how her friends are doing.

And at some point when holidays come up, the guys would want to see what the Pokemon world has to offer... Of course the portal would open up to where Phoebe was when she was transported.

Which means they end up in the Galar region but the places they end up in are random. due to magic still being a bit of a compromise when connecting to a far away world.

This'll be a bit long but here's what happens...

Q1:

The cast go by the groups based on their dorm. Riddle suggested they go by order as they usually do, he looks smug as he gets to be the first to see Phoebe's world.

Heartslabyul...

Riddle's group was in awe as the portal left them at the entrance to Turrfield town. All of the boys would be caught off-guard by how many Pokemon they see just casually around the area. Particularly how much they want to pet the Wooloo rolling down the hills.

Ace and Deuce are all over the place, taking a look at the shops and even gawking at people walking their Pokemon. Riddle and Trey are checking a small cafe that serves delicacies and they even witnessed a battle between 10 year olds in a big field.

Cater I feel like would be glued to the screen at the gym, he was watching a recap video about Milo's last battle, he was practically mesmerized. Phoebe was nice enough to treat the guys to tickets to watch the next match which was luckily going to start an hour or two later.

They were already impressed by Phoebe battling with her Pokemon, but seeing how people watch it like it was magift? And witnessing an actual dynamax in person? Felt like a roller coaster ride.

They returned still feeling the thrill, also they come back with a box of sweets and tea, of course on Riddle's suggestion.

Savanaclaw...

Leona thought about tagging along but decided against it because a trip just sounds exhausting. Ruggie, for once, drags his ass out of bed and gets him dressed because Phoebe promised him food, and Ruggie just not mess around food! Jack is looking forward to this trip too, he wants to see the environments that Phoebe always talked about.

Though they had to wear special charms to cast glamour spell on them, non-humans are fiction in Phoebe's world so they wouldn't want to cause a panic.

They arrive at the wild area. Full of wild Pokemon and Jack is ecstatic. Look at all the places they could hike around. Seeing Pokemon in their natural environment brings a fresh new feeling. Leona is nagging at Phoebe to pitch a tent cause he doesn't like the outdoors.

She just rolls her eyes as she lets Jack explore nearby while setting up the tent alongside the curry pot. Ruggie was tasked in talking to the guy who sells ingredients for curry.

He brought back, what can be described as, three bags full of the stuff. Don't worry, Phoebe finally had access to her bank account to pay for the stuff. Macro Cosmos Bank, praise be!

Ruggie is having a blast in eating curry and making combinations out of the ingredients that the curry dex might need to be updated. Leona is eating his portion in the tent. Fussy cat being a prick-

Jack took longer to return because he ended up in a desert biome with a LOT of Maractus. Needless to say he came back with a handful of the friendly lil guys. If Jack's tail wasn't hidden it would be wagging like a helicopter.

Of course, the next time they plan a trip back, Ruggie is getting a tour of the different restaurants. especially that burger place that's popular in Galar.

Octavinelle...

Azul is bringing a notepad because he wants to see how people utilize business and Pokemon together. Jade just wants to explore the shops for an antique or two and maybe find some mushrooms that are exclusive to this world.

They arrive at Hulbury where Azul is already zooming into that restaurant. Floyd had to be kept on a sharp watch when he dove into the water and transformed into his eel form to play with the water Pokemon that was beckoning him to play. That was tense!

Jade is shopping at the herb shop that had some special mushrooms for sale, he bought the entire stock. Phoebe has battled and did Pokejobs enough that she has a hefty amount of cash.

Azul would be treated to how the Poke job system works by observing how Phoebe uses a machine to assign her Pokemon to open jobs. A few hours later they come back with cash.

The boy is taking down so many notes that he bought another notepad when he filled all up his first one.

Jade somehow ventured into Ballonlea and it took hours to get him to leave it and convince him that they can schedule another outing here. How the heck did he even get there!?

The trip back after the Ballonlea venture was fine at first... until Floyd had a wild Clobbopus in his arms. He said it looks like Azul, aww that's so sweet- PUT THAT THING BACK WHERE IT CAME FROM OR SO HELP ME-!

Scarabia...

Kalim was almost going to pack an entire house worth of luggage until Phoebe and Jamil dressed him in casual attire with a backpack that has his needed essentials.

They end up going to Stow-On-Side first. The place almost reminds them of the market at their homeland.

Kalim is distracted talking to the cute Maractus handling the stall and the Bronzong playing with the children.

Meanwhile, Jamil and Phoebe take a tour on the town afterwards they travel with Kalim to the different historical places of Galar. Taking them to see the statue discovered by Professor Sonia, and the depictions of Galar's kings in Hammerlocke.

The trip was easier to make especially when the Corviknight taxi has your back. Kalim is not constantly in need of watch when no one knows him, and Jamil can spend hours looking at the land below.

Kalim brought home a lot of souvenirs for his family, he could've brought more but his madols can't exactly transfer into Pokedollars.

Jamil feels like a weight was lifted from him from just that trip.

Pomefiore

They would end up making it look like Vil was some celebrity woth how much of a guard Rook was being. Him being pretty handsome doesn't help. He's here to see the fashion at Circhester.

It was awfully cold there too. Epel is distracted with a staring contest with a Snom that Vil had to drag him away to snap out of it.

Vil won't feel like the fashion is his taste tbh. (Not much on the customization clothing when they're all sporty) but he does buy the make up and perfume that was exclusive to Galar. Especially that perfume based on Leafeon's scent.

Rook can't stop spouting how Vil looks beautiful in this winter weather. They ended up almost getting hounded by the locals.

When they return, Vil is enjoying his moment of victory when Neige asked where did he get the make up and perfume, responding with how he can't share his secrets with a rival.

Ignihyde...

Idia didn't want to go, Ortho insists that they have to. There was a whole new world out there! Though it took a while, Idia was convinced by letting him see how people utilize Rotoms.

First, things first, they managed to give Ortho a more convincing human-ish body and Idia can hide his hair in his hood.

They ended up going to Wyndon, the city has the most tech and entertainment. Idia likes the vibe to it and- oh my great seven, is that a metal crow?!

The same Corviknight taxi guy was there just living his life. Idia has heard about the taxi when he overheard Jamil talk about it. Hoo boy, just wait till he gets to watch the matches.

Phoebe gets special privileges as Raihan's trainer, she gets a discount for the VIP seats to watch a Dynamax match in a place not so crowded.

Idia is glued to the window as he fanboys over these titan Pokemon fighting. He might need to restart and press the power button from how he was dazed after watching the match.

Wyndon just so happens to have information on the dynamax tech and rotom utilization in a convention they were holding right now. The two brothers are just awestruck and will be taking notes on these technology.

Macro Cosmos is the top dog in regards to advancing the economy. Phoebe hopes that Idia doesn't end up like the chairman who was arrested a few years ago.

Their world is built on magic, so a world that is advanced without any aid of magic sounds very interesting. Phoebe doesn't know if dynamax energy counts as magic or not.

They did more convention attending rather than sightseeing but that's okay, Idia seems pleased for once and that's all Ortho wanted.

Diasomnia...

It was weird for Phoebe seeing Malleus without his horns. He looked... not like him at all.

They end up going to Ballonlea because anywhere else would be too overwhelming. There were so many Fairy types in the forest that it almost feels like home.

Malleus is being crowded by the Ponyta and Impidimps who can somehow sense his fae aura. He's happily petting the Pokemon while Sebek is getting his hair tangled by the mischievous Impidimps who wanted to mess with him.

Silver is sleeping on a large glowing mushroom. The Morelluls and Shiinotics gathered all over him that he's barely visible under all the shroom. Jade would be green with envy.

Lilia was getting himself acquainted in town after they had their fun playing in the forest. The locals probably thought he was a child but didn't correct anyone because he was enjoying himself.

Before they left to go back, Phoebe made sure to buy them ice cream made from the Miltank's milk. Malleus swears if anything happened to Phoebe, he'd kill everyone in NRC and then himself.

Q2:

I would think that Crowley would need to be consulted if the boys wanted to keep a Pokemon for themselves. They would only be allowed to pick one and only ONE!

Besides, they're training to be wizards, not trainers as cool as that would be. They'd be too busy if they are given a full team of six.

Phoebe is letting them pick a partner they would like, she even offered to look for the Pokemon if they don't feel like going themselves. A few of them wanted her to catch a Pokemon for them while the rest tagged along to personally catch theirs.

She can travel to catch Pokemon from other regions if it's not available in Galar. She has plenty of time on her hands.

Heartslabyul

Riddle - He gets a Budew, just a small Budew and he's satisfied with it. Turns out the little guy was just as strict as he is. Riddle wanted to catch it himself, he wasn't good a throwing but he finally managed to get his partner.

Ace - He wanted something cool and strong, he was going to pick a big one until he realized that he has to keep it in his backyard and look after it, it was going to be troublesome. He decided to go for the coolest, small Pokemon he could find. He gets himself a Growlithe, a loyal little boy.

Deuce - Was the only one to receive an egg when they were out looking for Pokemon. Just so happen to pass by the daycare and Deuce couldn't say no to a free egg. He hatches a Togepi and he feels like he must protect it with his life.

Trey - Phoebe catches a Milcery for him and lets him choose the sweet he wants to decorate it with Of course he picked the clover sweet. He was given a guide on how to evolve it to a certain flavor he desired, he made sure to do it in private because it seemed embarrassing. He evolved it to a Matcha Alcremie.

Cater - he was having a hard decision to pick that he hesitates to throw the ball every time. There were just a lot of cool ones. But then something startles him and by instinct catches a Wynaut. He was regretting his choice at first until it grew on him. He will now punch anyone who dares pick on his son.

Savanaclaw

Leona - He didn't want to at first because he thinks it was a waste of time... until Ruggie dropped an Alolan Meowth on him and left. He has a love-hate relationship with this Pokemon. It has his own pessimistic temperament as he does. He doesn't return Meowth because it would distract Cheka for him.

Ruggie - Of course one would expect he would get Poochyena but to his surprise, he got a Murkrow. The cheeky bugger nagged his wallet and shiny magical pen. Gave him a bit of trouble, but realizing that the Murkrow was just hungry, he decided to take it home.

Jack - He'd get a Maractus! He would've gotten a cacnea but reading the entry, he decided against it. He scoured the wilderness to find the perfect one, would you know it, he got a shiny one!

Octavinelle

Azul - Of course, he would get a Clobbopus. He would need some extra muscle in case Floyd ever skips out on his duty. But he's grown attached to the little guy that he pampers it. When it evolves, he feels like a million madols. Phoebe caught it for him because he already struggled in flying brooms, chasing one down would end him.

Floyd - Phoebe is not so sure what to pick for Floyd and she worries that he would get bored of the Pokemon like some toy. But to her surprise, Floyd was cooperative on the search, he seemed to be more focused than ever. He ended up catching a Wooper. He never got bored of it and trees it like his baby. Anyone who even looks at Wooper wrong is getting squeezed.

Jade - He is forced to pick a mushroom Pokemon. He is the moody one when he had to pick one. He picked a Foongus because it tends to trick people and he would use it to set a trap for unfortunate souls.

Scarabia

Kalim - He almost went ahead to catch something that was big, cool-looking, and difficult to care for all because he liked the Pokemon. Phoebe had to inform him that it should be something HE can only care for because he can't let his servants at home care for it otherwise a bond won't form properly. Not even Jamil would be responsible for it. Kalim thought long and hard and got himself a Sunkern. He absolutely loves it and for once he can finally have the chance to make his own effort without anyone's help.

Jamil - He would've picked a Chatot but knowing how it copies others' voices, he is not going to take the chance that it might out his ramblings to people. He really did want something like the parrot of the Sorcerer of Sand. Phoebe introduced him to a Natu. It's not talkative but it's quite mysterious. The Natu sometimes goes out on its own and returns at different hours of the day but Jamil is at ease with his own "parrot" companion.

Pomefiore

Vil - He'd be a bit fussy on what he wants in a partner Pokemon. Obviously he would go and find the perfect one himself. No one expected him to get a Snom. Phoebe thought he'd get an Alolan Ninetales but no, he has this Bug Pokemon. No one said anything though when Vil just adores it in his own way.

Rook - He decided to get himself a Braviary, he likes how the dex describes its loyalty to its friends. Much like his loyalty to Vil. A perfect Pokemon for the hunter indeed. Beastmen beware now that the hunter has another pair of eyes on campus.

Epel - He pouts because he wanted something cool but he had to scratch off the cooler ones on his list now that he'll have to be responsible for one. He decided to go for a Pokemon who can help him out with his farm chores. He hoped for an Appletune when he caught an Applin but he accidentally gave it a sour apple and ended up with a Flapple. He's disappointed at first until he sees how strong the little guy was.

Ignihyde

Idia - Phoebe was being shaken as Idia begged her for a Porygon, he'll ask for nothing else and might even do her a favor if she gets him one. Apparently, Idia has been eyeing the Pokemon who can help him out with coding his personal projects.

Ortho - He wasn't expecting to get himself a Pokemon but he won't turn down the generous offer. He was fond of the Rotom in Phoebe's phone, so he wants a Rotom of his own. Sweet Ortho with his new friend both inhabiting a machine body.

Diasomnia

Malleus - He thought long and hard about this, though he knows taking care of a Pokemon is different from Gao Gao Dragon-kun, he would appreciate having a companion that won't be intimidated by him. He wanted to catch it himself, Phoebe is there to reassure him that there was nothing to be nervous about. He catches a precious Vanillite. Malleus absolutely adores it and keeps the Pokemon in cold temperatures with magic easily.

Sebek - Sebek would argue with Phoebe that he must get the sword Pokemon. Dude, that is gonna steal souls if it deems them unworthy. Sebek is.... far from ideal to handle a Honedge. Funnily enough, he ends up with a Ribombee with an attitude like his. Sebek also seems fine with it, apparently, he did this speech about serving Malleus and having honor and the Ribombee was cool with that.

Silver - He got himself a Teddiursa while asleep in the wild. He wanted something else but seeing the bear was nostalgic to him. Not to mention it always looks after him when he slumps over in slumber.

Lilia - Despite being the oldest of the fae, he gets excited like a school kid of getting his very own Pokemon. He brought his own food to lure them in quicker... that did the opposite which made him sulk. Then a Pokemon started to approach the Tupperware and eat out of it. That's how he ended up getting a Gulpin. Diasomnia rejoices because Lilia would feed it his food a lot.

Q3:

Moomoo milk becomes the new "Milk Tea" trend in NRC. Phoebe is almost convinced to just get a Miltank for the kitchen as a joke with how they seem to like the drink.

Malleus almost feels like he's going to start being picky about ice cream if it wasn't made from moomoo milk. It wasn't anything like he tried in Twisted Wonderland ever! It's becoming an addiction tbh, Sebek bout to go yelling at Phoebe's ear about ruining hi waka-sama with her alien cow drink.

[starxrocket11]

Overanalyzing how Leo got better with his portals - Random ideas for a one-shot.

Ok, I'm totally using the fact that we don't really know how mysticism works to my advantage, so bear with me here.

It's no secret that Leo was the last one of his brothers to get the hang of his powers (not really counting Donnie here but you guys know what I mean)

And I was also thinking about when Leo can handle his powers, he has an amazing ability to move everyone where they need to be when they need to be. It's an ability that emphasizes why he's a great leader and strategist but think about the details of it for a minute.

Even with his crazy ass spacial awareness, it's difficult to see everything that's going on, and when it comes to portals, details are extremely important; size, how long it's open, exactly when to close it, position, and angle. Details that we have seen Leo use to his advantage countless times.

Now, there has to be a limit to his own vision range in the mess that can be the middle of a battle.

But what if he doesn't need to see it?

What I think, is that when they developed their mystic abilities they also developed these little "extras", the way their own brains coped with the new abilities and adapted to them.

Hc moment here, after Draxum's redemption arc, Leo has gotten better with his portals, but still remembers the whole portal-jacked incident and fears what another portal mistake may cause. So against all of his morals, he goes to Draxum.

He doesn't tell anyone bcs inferiority complex go brr and he wants to get better without anyone knowing the amount of effort that is taking him to get there.

Draxum introduces him to some basics of mysticism, which is fucking everywhere, spells and artifacts are just concentrated forms of mystic energy shaped in different ways, and those ways, are the spells.

His portals are concentrated forms of mystic energy, but contrary to his brothers. His powers don't manifest directly over his weapon, which is why is more difficult to shape it.

(Leo was secretly relieved to know that there was a reason why it was so difficult)

Draxum told him that his ability to make portals gave him a sensitivity to the mystic energy around him, and the better he was being aware of the mystic energy, the more accurate his portals could be.

Leo didn't like the training part, given that it was meditation.

But at least in this case, he had something to focus on. It took him a good couple of tries, but he started feeling it and being aware of the things around him that he wasn't aware of before. It was overwhelming and tiresome at first. But it got easier.

When he tried to meditate at the lair, he could see his brother's ninpo moving around the house, he could feel them.

If he focused enough on one of them, he could almost tell how they were feeling. Donnie was frustrated, probably because some project of his wasn't working. Raph was sleeping in the living room, Mikey was calm, and he was drawing in his room. He couldn't do this with other mystic beings, so he assumed that he was extra sensitive to his brother's and father's energy, because of the ninpo

When he got the hang of doing it while meditating, Draxum told him to start trying to do it while he was walking or just doing normal things. Slowly working his way up to doing it without thinking and being able to use it during the battle.

It took him months, but he sometimes surprised himself when he noticed how he could immediately tell where his brothers were around the house.

And even if it hurt to say, Draxum was right, making his portals have never been easier and he was thriving with the happiness of his powers finally becoming the extension of himself that they were supposed to be.

Now, the one-shot idea is that none of the brothers are aware that Leo's doing this. They noticed how he has been meditating more, but none of them really said anything about it, thinking it was Leo trying to talk to gram-gram.

But once the whole Kraang fiasco happens, Mikey starts his own mystic training, Draxum also advises him to practice to be more aware of his mystic energy, so he could eventually manifest it without needing his weapons as a conductor.

The first couple of times he practices over at Draxum's, but one day he decides to practice by himself in the lair.

And the weird thing is that he feels... waves?

It was so weird, that he snapped out of it before going back to meditating to actually see what the hell it was. It felt like those echo-location radars he sees in the movies. Constant, and calm, but always present. But it didn't feel like something bad like it was just... there.

It took a bit of him, but he used his own ninpo to try and track down the source, which led him to Leo.

I will write down the rest eventually lmao, stay posted, and if you read until here, thank you 💜

[fktonofwhatnow]

Is anyone else absolutely terrified of how SJM is going to write Elain's book because I AM

I think it's time I finally actually try to put a cohesive post together about the world building of this series because uhhhhh it's BAD.

Ok so, pretty generic epic dark fantasy setting right? Pinnacle of Pinterest fantasy boards with high contrast-low exposure pictures of fancy dresses and knives and men's abs and vague enough cultural references that it's not enough to be appropriation but you know it's ethnic and stolen images of people's dragon age elf OCs--

Anyways, this all ties into Elain, and her powers and stuff. Bc if your world is build just on the aesthetic, your magic system will suffer. It would be okay to not have a thought out magic system, and there are ways to have a vague magic system (e.g, The Chronicles of Narnia, LoTR, stuff like that) that work, but uh... Not if you give every single one of your characters epic magical powers. It... Kinda has to make sense in order for the story to make sense, you can't just pull this shit out of your ass, hate to break it to you. If your magic doesn't have rules, then your world doesn't have rules, and then your story doesn't have rules. And then why do we even care about the conflict, can't the characters just idk, blast their enemies into oblivion, since they can do whatever they want? You see what I'm saying?

Like ok, Nesta's power already makes no sense. I thought Feyre was the most powerful ever but now Nesta is the most powerful ever and I'm concerned to see how Elain is gonna top that.

And the thing about that IS: Elain is gonna have to be the most powerful in her own book right

It's actually an issue I've noticed in a lot of people who make characters: their characters always have to be the best and the strongest. I used to rp with a few friends, and I stopped doing so bc their characters always had to be better than mine, regardless of how good I established my own characters were, or how good my canon muses canonically were. My friends wouldn't let my characters be better than them. (They also always blamed my characters for every misunderstanding like conflict doesn't drive plot and my characters didn't also have thoughts and feelings of their own cough couGH sound familiar Mrs Maas)

In the entirety of ASOSF, I was out here BAFFLED by the amount of time SJM spent trying to prove that Nesta was the new strongest and best ever, while also trying to make sure that we knew that Feyre and Rhysand (mostly Rhysand bc Feyre was preggers uwu) were the still the strongest and best ever, and at some point I was like "why do these people still have problems" bc Briallyn was a plot point for like half a chapter before they straight up kicked her ass and then the next biggest problem was Feyre not being able to have a baby...? I though y'all were the strongest and best ever, can't y'all just reset the entire universe if it suits your fancy JJBA style at this point?

Ok so back to Elain....

Yeah so like, my question is: How is Elain's super vague and cryptic and horribly written poetic "Seer" power gonna top all this? (watch her be the one who can open fuckin portals n stuff just watch)

I would absolutely love it if Elain's book is just a slow(er) paced love(ish) story and it's soft and gentle and we don't need to demolish kingdoms and create portals into the multiverse and find random vague magical items with little to no sound worldbuilding behind them besides a keysmash of a name and another ancient war

It would be so cool if Elain gets to be the one doing the rebuilding, maybe she goes to help the Summer Court out, or maybe even the Spring Court! Maybe she meets sweet new friends and forms long lasting and meaningful relationships! My girl needs to feel needed, and she needs to help those in need.

But watch them have to find even more weird artifacts and stuff that only Elain can control or whatever and there's some new random enemy with no sound worldbuilding behind them either bc SJM Couldn't pull a character plot twist to save her damn life like god FORBID Eris actually have ulterior motives and be like evil or whatever nah we have to hear all about this random new guy who is terrorizing the Night Court now and then there's an ABSOLUTELY ATROCIOUS love triangle/square with Lucien in there bc I guess he really hasn't suffered enough yet and also Gwyn even though she's new BUT Azriel looked at her like twice so its fair game I guess-

Or maybe the whole book will just be about Azriel and how he's into a bunch of kinky shit idk I bet it will be tho-

[thesoftanon]

Cold nose, warm heart (platonic mango & purple)

I DON'T KNOW WHAT HAPPENED TO MY FIRST POST

guys I was so proud of this fic and it just went- *poof*

well, anyways here's the fic

Mango didn't have a good day today. Usually, he would manage through the day with only his grumpy self, but given the… special dates he was currently close to, he spaced out a lot in the memories —which resulted in lots of small accidents, nothing serious but pretty annoying— and somewhere in the way he ended up there, lost in a winter forest in the middle of a snow storm. 

"Ah fuck, just my luck" he cursed under his breath, feeling his body tremble from the cold breeze that blew against him, normally he would just use a portal to the nether and travel through there back to his shared residence (he always preferred the heat anyways) but the moment he tried to cross the portal–

…

Shivering from the cold, mango clumsily opened the door and got inside, rushing beside the fireplace and starting a fire to warm himself up.

"Jesus, what happened to you?" Purpled asked, coming from the kitchen with some nether wart tea "did you go out in the storm?"

"The fuck does it look like prick?" Mango answered while starting to heat up and stopping the shivers.

"God… what got you so mad lately? You've been acting weird all month" purple mumbled, going back to the kitchen "you should probably take a shower and rest for the night, I'll make you some tea and-"

"No." Mango suddenly got up, no longer caring for the cold and going to his room "don't you fucking baby me, I'm a grown ass stick and I can take care of myself"

"Excuse me?" Purple rubbed their temples at the sudden attitude "I am not babying you,  I'm merely being a decent stick figure" but by the time they were done talking Mango had already locked himself in his room "dramatic bitch… don't come crying tomorrow when you feel like shit and you need someone to take care of you" but purple knew that was a lie, and they would help anyway the older needed him.

Just as they predicted, next morning Mango woke up to a killer headache and an extreme fever, taking a second to get up but instantly getting nausea from it and sprinting towards the bathroom to vomit.

"...are you okay?" Purple wanted to say 'I told you' and rub it into mango’s face before helping, but knowing the mood of the man in front of them they knew this wasn’t the occasion for it “I’m gonna call blue, they probably got some potions that can help with this”

Mango raised his hand while still puking to stop purple from talking, purple got on their knees and rubbed circles in mango’s back as he kept going on. When mango finally stopped, his sore voice spoke again “I’m not that bad, didn’t you have plans for today?” he wiped the spit out of his chin, awkwardly getting up to hear loud, exasperated sigh from purple

“your health is more important than just a random hangout, now stop being a bitch and let me take care of you” 

“I don’t need nor want your fucking pity” with lot of less force than he usually would, mango pushed purple aside “go away with your stupid friends and let me alone”

“ugh, what the hell got into you?! I’m just trying to help!” purple’s patience started running thin “Look, you’re getting into bed and letting me take care of you whether you like it or not”

“Make me!”

…

Tucked on bed while being tied to it, mango glared at the shorter stick figure with tired eyes “Fuck you purple, you’re the worst” he struggled to get out but it was no use, the ties were too strong 

“Uh-uh, sure I am” they shook their head as they walked out, hearing the doorbell “that must be red, blue send him with the medicine… stay here, I’ll be back with some soup” 

mango just stood silently glaring as purple left the room, and once alone he kicked the covers off, used his feet to grab a golden dagger he kept hidden under his bed and cut the ropes (what? did you really think our king couldn’t get out of this one?). Quickly he changed into warm clothes with intentions of going out, he moved as stealthy as he could with his current state.

Lucky him the door that connected the kitchen with the main entrance was closed, so no one would see him as he left. He was so close to his objective when a single sound made him stop dead in his tracks.

A sob, a sob he could identify as from purple’s voice.

Mango looked at the door of the kitchen undecided, well, just a glance to make sure everything was in order wouldn’t hurt anyone, right? So silently opening the door just enough to peek inside and get to know what was happening.

Purple sat there while a pot started to boil, leaning both elbows on the table as his hands covered his face, red sitting beside them and rubbing soothing forms on their back “C’mon purple, it can’t be that bad…”

“You really don’t get it” purple’s voice came out as a whisper but progressively got louder “I have tried everything, I thought we were getting somewhere, I thought he was starting to open up to me but… it always comes to this” and while mango couldn’t exactly see purple’s face, he could see how red wiped something off their face, he assumed those were tears “Am I just that bad? If he disliked me that much, why did he accept to live with me? I-I don’t… I don’t get it. I thought he was getting better, I thought we were getting better”

Mango couldn’t keep hearing that any longer, so he closed the door and took a step back. So that really happened, mango wasn’t a moron to not know he could damage purple with his attitudes, but he never expected it to be that bad, to see them cry. Guilt taking over him, he decided that just for this once he would make things differently. For purple.

…

Once the soup was done and red left, purple got upstairs with a plate –fully expecting mango to not be there– and opened the door.

“What took you so long?” mango asked, putting down a book he was reading and sitting properly to eat.

“you… you’re still here? untied?” 

“I’m sick, where else could I be? and I don’t like being tied, duh” mango answered, getting the soup and starting to eat -it helped a lot to his aching throat- “this doesn’t taste like shit, what did you put in it?” mango tried to subtly compliment

“nether wart and chicken- mango, the fuck is going on?” 

“...” mango knew this was out of character for him, but whatever, he can blame the ferver on this. Deep breaths mango, deep breaths “...ᴵ'ᵐ ˢᵒʳʳʸ” just a mumble, hard to understand but purple managed to hear it.

Silence.

“...what?”

“ah, you heard me so don’t make me repeat myself-”

“no, not that, why are you apologizing?” purple looked confused, mango swallowed his pride… a bit.

“Because I’ve been a pain in the ass and you just wanted to help, so… yeah” mango finished his soup faster than ever, god he was hungry and– wait, no, this is not the time for food “Purple, I might be one of the biggest pricks you’ll ever meet, but you- urgh, this is gonna be one of the cheesiest things I’ll ever say, be grateful I’m this sick” he already felt embarrassed by merely thinking it, but mango still remembered victim telling him how important is to communicate both positive and negative things “I do love you, I do see you as my annoying little sibling and I– H-hey! don’t cry! why are you crying?!” Did he mess up again?

“You are a prick mango tango” purpled jumped to hug him close “I thought- ugh, doesn’t matter, I’m just happy things are turning out alright”

“hey, keep the distance or you might get sick” 

“Don’t care, hug me right now bitch” and mango did.

Maybe there were still things left to talk about, maybe this wouldn’t be their last fight, maybe things wouldn’t be so nice between the two of them all of the time, but who cares? all the siblings fight every once in a while. That wouldn’t break their bond.

[sunarc]

Giving them a sexy calendar pt2

Character: Kuroo + Daichi + Suna

Warning : Dumification, Daddy Kink

Notes: I can't recall who asked but someone requested a part two with Daichi, Kuroo and Suna and if you ask you shall receive. Hope you enjoy

PART1||PART2

Kuroo

↣At first he’d be all blushy and cute

↣He’s so cute he’d make jokes while going through the calendar

↣When he sees you nude this man practically goes feral

Kuroo had been lounging around on his day off. He’d been stressed and overworked so you thought giving him a special gift would brighten his day and knowing Kuroo you knew this would make him extremely happy. You walked over to him with a sweet smile holding the wrapped gift behind your back. You kneeled before his laying figure on the couch

“I have a gift for you Tetsu”

He sat up with bright eyes “ Did Kenma finally agree to matching keychains?”

“What?.. I- no, here” you laughed handing him the wrapped calendar.

Kuroo took the gift from your hands unwrapping it slowly.

“Hurry up” you whispered practically jumping out of your socks from excitement.

Kuroo, wanting to tease you a little, slowed his pace with a devilish smirk. You playfully slapped his arm to which he laughed and finally opened the gift. Kuroo gave a half hearted smile

“Do you like it?” you smiled knowing he was clueless about the calendar's true contents.

Kuroo was a terrible liar. His voice raised to unimaginable octaves when he lied.

“Yeah I love it” He said in a high pitched voice

“Open it idiot” you laughed.

Kuroo lifted the calendar peeking into it. His eyes widened and a pink soft blush spread across his face as he stared at you arching with a red lace lingerie set on staring back at him.

“Damn kitten, when did you learn how to bend like this?” he said as he turned the calendar at different angles admiring your body.

He turned the pages staring and making jokes yet, complimenting you but fell completely silent upon seeing you completely naked exposing every part of your body on his birthday month.

“Oh” his voice was deep, almost scaring you from the sudden change.

His eyes darkened as he looked up at you. He placed the calendar next to himself and leaned forward coming face to face with you

“I'll give you five minutes to get completely undressed and spread out on the bed for me. Make sure to have that sweet little ass of yours in the air for me, kitten. You got me all riled up. I'm not showing any mercy.”

Daichi

↣He’d be all over you within seconds

↣He’s ready to go all night long, he has to show his baby how thankful he is

↣But before he can thank you for the kind gift he’s gonna have to punish you for getting him so hard in public

You were out to dinner with Daichi celebrating his birthday. It was important to you to make him the happiest he could be because he’s always so good to you, you thought why not treat him. You sat in a dimly lit restaurant with Daichi across from you. He was dressed in a white button up with the top two buttons open that drove you mad. He held his wine in hand sipping small sips thanking you for the wonderful night.

“Y/N tonight has been really great. This is an amazing birthday sweetheart”

“I have another gift for you” you say before he can finish thanking you for the umpteenth time.

Daichi already had about three gifts surrounding him so hearing that you had another hiding on you made his eyes widen.

“Where are you keeping all these gifts? Is there some secret portal you’re not telling me about.” He laughed watching you pull out the wrapped gift.

He took the gift from your hands with a small thankyou. His hands were quick to unwrap the gift in a neat fashion. Upon seeing a calendar he chuckled, thanking you for being so thoughtful. He went to put it in one of his gift bags but before he could put it away you were quick to stop him.

“Wait, you have to open it” you said in a rush.

He looked at you surprised but went to open the calendar to a random page only to see you in a sexy witch costume in the month of October. His eyes widened before he quickly closed the calendar looking around to make sure no one was around. He opened it back up going through the photos only to get to his birthday month seeing you completely nude posing in a lewd sexy position that exposed everything. A blush appeared on his face as he closed the calendar. He cleared his throat and adjusted his pants underneath the table.

“I'm ready to go whenever you are.” he said with a smile.

You were shocked to say the least but smiled nodding your head. The ride home was normal with small chatter on how amazing the day was. When you got home as soon as the door was open Daichi was pushing you up against the nearest wall, rubbing his growing bulge pressing against your leg.

“You don't understand how hard you got me at the restaurant with your little gift.” Daichi’s hand traveled down your body gripping your ass pulling you closer. His lips came down on you moving sloppily as he peeled your clothes off. He pulls his cock free from his pants to stroke himself

“Get on your knees , be good for daddy and open that pretty little mouth of yours”

Suna

↣The things he would do to you almost sinful

↣He’s a kinky little shit so he wants to recreate some photos

↣Suna is serving absolute massive horse cock energy

Suna was doing his regular routine of winding down by scrolling through his phone. You wanted to surprise him with a special gift simply because you love him so much. You watched the bored look on his face as he scrolled and decided now was a better time than ever. You slipped past him heading towards where you had hidden the gift. You walked over to him but before you could even say anything he sighed not even looking towards you

“What are you hiding Y/N”

“What- I- no- I'm just- ugh here” you said with a playful eye roll. There really wasn't an option of hiding anything from Suna; he somehow knew everything.

Suna took the gift from you with slight confusion.

“What’s this for, bunny?”

“Because I love you so much now open it before i die from old age”

He laughed and unwrapped the gift tossing aside the wrapping paper. His dulled eyes never changed their dead expression upon seeing the calendar.

“I'm not really a calendar guy but thank you for thinking of me” he said in a genuine tone.

“No no Rin open it”

He opened to a random and finally the dull expression on his face gave a small reaction. His eyes widened slightly at the sight of you dressed in a bunny lingerie set for the month of April looking innocently back at him. He smirked at the sight and began looking through the calendar pointing out his favorites. His smirked only deepened when he saw the image of you in his birthday month. You laid there spread out completely nude exposing your body to him.

“I guess I'm into calendars now” You laughed at his simple statement

“Actually do you still have this bunny suit?”

“I do” you said smiling

“Go put it on, we're gonna take some pictures.”

You hurriedly scurried into the outfit. Suna pulled out the camera you had bought him for his birthday and began taking pictures of you complimenting you every few minutes.

“So pretty baby” he’d whisper out flicking pictures.

“Let's do an outfit change”

“What do you want me to put on?” you asked, slipping out of the suit.

Suna walked over to you playing with the bunny ears.

“Take everything off I want to see you covered in my cum, get some pictures of my pretty baby all fucked out” he pulled his cock out and began stroking himself.

“Keep the bunny ears on , wanna fuck my pretty bunny dumb.”

[the-stove-is-on-fire]

Do you have more on your DP / BNHA crossover AU?!!!!

Combining these two asks because I DO have some thoughts!

The abbreviated narrative I’ve got going in my head is that Danny is from the Pre-Quirk Times, so like 200+ years in the past from Izuku’s pov. Danny is a midwestern teenage white boy from the early 2000′s, he wouldn’t know the difference between future Japan and present Japan if it hit him in the face. The only reason he even notices Deku is because my boy Midoriya was actively trying to get his attention. All Danny sees a fellow teen in a weird outfit with a backpack and makes the very logical jump to “Oh, that’s a cool costume, he must be looking at MY cool costume. Byyeee” and he dips. 

Izuku on the other hand is having a minor crisis because this random American hero with multiple quirks(!!!) just showed up out of thin air, kicked major ass, insulted his hero regalia by calling it cosplay, and then tore open a hole in the fabric of reality. You KNOW Izuku’s going to go full research mode to find this guy (if nothing else out of pettiness to see his hero ranking). Lo and behold portal guy is NOWHERE to be found. Most vigilantes have some kind of media presence(or at least a few blurry pictures and rumours about them), but the mystery hero has nothing. Deku, quite reasonably, does not think to search 200+ years into the past because that doesn’t make sense. Deku makes the logical conclusion that it must be some secret American thing (they sure do love their Secret Things) and puts it on the shelf as a weird, but ultimately unimportant event. 

BUT THEN DANNY BOY COMES BACK. 

Danny, out of the blissfully ignorant goodness of his heart, thought “Hey, I know I was in a rush but maybe it was kinda rude to just dip on that guy when he obviously wanted to talk to a real-life superhero. I should bring him a shirt” (Tucker also wanted Danny to go back and get “cool Japanese candy” because he’s a weeb and it’s 200X, that shit was nerd gold). I DO love headcanons where Danny gets Stuck in a universe but the idea of him just popping up like “Midoriya!! Hiiiiii!!!” at the weirdest possible times is, *muwah*, chef’s kiss, to me.

The logistics of plotting any further than that get a bit muddy because of accidentally altering timelines/influencing the past and all that jazz, but hooooo bOI when they finally make the “Oooooh this is the future”/ “You’re from WHEN?” realization it will be spectacular.

Oh but hey, maybe Danny’s timeline is hard set to have quirks in the future no matter what but it doesn’t have to go so badly at the beginning (Societal unrest & AFO drama). Maybe when Izuku looks into historical records he only finds traces of “Phantom” up until their timelines diverge. Cool cool cool, I like that nice neat little bow to tie things up. A few years down the line adult Danny outs himself as a super and becomes the metaphorical bnha glowing baby of his timeline? (before the literal glowing baby is born) Even though his powers aren’t from a natural mutation he could pave the way for a super society (or at least lay the foundations). So many possibilities. HECK, I love crossovers. 

[imashoe69420]

Those Eyes: Rise! Leo X OC

Chapter 7

Warning ⚠️:

Strong language

Recap:

“I’m having people over and they aren’t used to seeing giant walking talking turtles.”

“Well ditch them, cuz we’re gonna be out on the town.” Leo unsheathes his Ōdachi and faces the hallway. When he slashes the air, a blue circle rips through the living room ahead of us. The blue clad turtle turns toward me and offers his hand.

“Come on, I promise you won’t regret it.”

• • •

I stare at the giant turtle’s hand, then up at his hopeful face.

“Leo, I…” I trail off. I know he’s gonna be persistent, but so will The Foot like they did last time I ran away. And I know I’ll never hear the end of it from the Lieutenant.

But what do I want to do?

Why should I worry about what The Foot or the Lieutenant will do?

You know what? Fuck it.

I turn to grab my Yari and then take Leo’s hand. He leads me through the portal.

Over the next couple hours, Leo takes me all around the city: the skate park, the basketball court (where I totally whoop his ass 7-2), and some kind of mystical pizza restaurant hidden behind a brick wall.

We take the pizza onto the rooftop where we talk about random shit. He talks about his brothers and his dad, and makes a couple jokes that I actually laugh at.

“And I win the Lair Games every year, and it’s not like they’re difficult.” Leo boasts about himself.

“They sound difficult. I’d never let raw sewage fall onto me, especially my face.” I scrunch up my nose.

“You should come watch.” He offers. “The next one’s in a few months and I’m totally gonna win again.”

I snicker. “What I’d love more is to see one of your brothers kick your ass at them.”

“What?!” Leo exclaims. “Impossible.”

There’s a long but comfortable silence as we scarf down the pizza. I’m ok talking to Leo. Usually, I don’t like talking to anybody or forming any type of connection, but talking to Leo goes so fluidly. Like I’d known him forever.

After finishing the pizza, the turtle looks down on the city street for a minute or two (2). I can tell there’s something on his mind, but I’m not sure if I should ask. Honestly, it makes me nervous.

Did I do something wrong?

No, Lala, stop. You’ve done nothing but sit on this rooftop and eat. What’s so wrong about that?

“I, uh…” I start and he turns his head towards me. “What else should we do? You’re a ninja, right? So you probably spar. Let’s spar.”

Leo turns to me with a grin on his face. “A sparring match, huh? Sounds fun.”

“Whatever,” I laugh as we stand up.

Leo and I separate a great distance from each other, the moonlight casting down on us. The light accentuates his features: his Ōdachi almost seem to sparkle, the muscles in his arms tense as he tightens his grip on the handle. His blue bandanna flaps in the cool night breeze.

I shake my head to regain focus.

Leo suddenly rushes at me, his sword above his head. I block his overhead attack and push him back, making him stumble. With him open, I jut my spear at his torso, but he quickly dodges and backflips away from me.

“Not bad. Maybe you’re not a damsel.” The turtle quips.

“Maybe I never was.” It’s my turn to charge at him.

I slash downwards, but he dodges that attack as well. Leo forces me on my back by squatting down and sweeping my legs. He points his sword at my chest and smirks down at me.

“Maybe not, but I’m a better ninja.”

I kick his sword away and flip onto my stomach, leg-sweeping him back. I stand up and point my Yari between his eyes. “You shouldn’t flatter yourself. A great ninja stays humble to avoid getting their ass kicked by a bitch with a sharp stick.”

He stares at me in astonishment, the moonlight sheen illuminating his beak. His expression is hastily replaced with an impish smile.

“Fun Lala’s made her return.” He laughs as I lower my weapon and he does a kip-up back onto his feet. “I was worried you were gone forever.”

My face grows hot despite the cool weather. I like that he calls me fun. Like, it makes my heart skip a beat every time. Fuck, why does he make me feel like that.

I shrug. “Nah, I think she was just dormant for a bit.” I check the time on my phone: 1:32AM. I also notice that the Lieutenant hasn’t alerted me at all. Not even once in the two (2) hours I’ve been out.

“Aww, do you have to leave?” Leo asks wistfully. “We just started having fun!”

“Yeahhh…” I copy his inflection. “I have school in like five (5) hours and I need sleep. I have to prepare for a presentation, too.”

Leo groans obnoxiously. “Why go to school? I’ve never gone to school a day in my life and I turned out just fine.”

I laugh out loud. “Yeah, totally.”

“So, like,” he rubs the back of his head, laughing awkwardly for a second, “when can we, uh, do this again? Like, go out? Er—not ‘go out’ but like hang out.”

Giggling at his random surge of nervousness, I open my phone and hand it to him. “Just text me and I’ll let you know. I can’t promise we’ll ‘go out’ often, though. Busybody, remember?”

Leo finally smiles a genuine smile and hurriedly types his digits into my contact list. He soon hands me back my phone.

“Did you know Apple is making a new phone just for children?” He asks me.

I can already tell it’s gonna be some lame pun. “No, really?”

“Really! iKid you not.”

It takes me a couple seconds to fully process the joke, but when I do, I cringe. “Leooo, that’s so laaaame!”

“You’re smiling, you liked it!” He points at me.

I playfully roll my eyes. “Goodbye, Leo.”

* * *

By the time I get home and take a shower, Leo’s texted me twice. Both are strange memes and I recognize one that Reddit was crazy about a year or two (2) ago because of how fucking cringe it was.

“Cringeeee” I text back.

He texts me back a few seconds later.

The Hare (＾ｰ^): I thought u said u were gts??

I am but I’m up talking to ur cringe ass

The Hare (＾ｰ^): I not cringe, it’s funny cuz it’s bad

The Hare (＾ｰ^): *im

Eh, still pretty cringe (´∀｀)

The Hare (＾ｰ^): how do u do dat

Do what?

The Hare (＾ｰ^): that face

The Hare (＾ｰ^): how u do that?

You literally put it in your caller ID. How u not know?

The Hare (＾ｰ^): idk it was jus there

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) dunno

The Hare (＾ｰ^): (~_?:~)

The Hare (＾ｰ^): wtf

I almost die laughing at his attempt to type out the Lenny Face, and then him getting angry at himself.

IM FUCKING WEAK LEOOOO THATS SO FUCKING FUNNY LMFAOOO

The Hare (＾ｰ^): jus show me howw

No I’m tireddd

The Hare (＾ｰ^): wait

I’m drifting ʅ（◞‿◟）ʃ

The Hare (＾ｰ^): wait wait

The Hare (＾ｰ^): gn lala ^_−☆

Nooo my secret (￣^￣)

The Hare (＾ｰ^): ur cringe for still using these no one uses them anymore

Run-on sentenceee (*´∇｀*) gn Leo

The Hare (＾ｰ^): tf is a run-one sentence?

The Hare (＾ｰ^): *run-on

I plug my phone in and crawl into bed. God, he’s literally the worst texter ever, but it’s so fun teasing and talking to him. It’s been a while since I was actually in a good mood.

I can’t help obsessively thinking about my last friend. All I can do is pray that it won’t be like last time. Leo doesn’t seem like the type of person to do what she did and he doesn’t know a lot of people either. There’s no way he’d play me, right? I turn onto my stomach and open my phone. He had texted me a few more times.

The Hare (＾ｰ^): hey don’t pretend to be asleep now

The Hare (＾ｰ^): LALA

I AM asleep. I’m in bed. U should sleep too

The Hare (＾ｰ^): a great ninja never rests

I think I proved u weren’t a great ninja like half an hour ago ♪(´ε｀ )

The Hare (＾ｰ^): whateverrr

Gn Leo

The Hare (＾ｰ^): gn lala ( ✌︎'ω')✌︎

* * *

The next day at school, I present my science project with my other group members. It goes well and boosts my energy for the rest of the day. I don’t usually like school, but I woke up energized for some reason. I actually had breakfast and lunch on time, cleaned my room before I left home, and finished all my homework in class.

Leo and I have been texting throughout the day. Mostly about stuff on Reddit and Instagram since he absolutely refuses to get TikTok. It’s just an app for girls dancing, he says.

What an asshole.

When school ends, I walk out of school texting Leo about plans for tonight. A notification I was naïvely hoping I would never get pops up on my screen.

The Lieutenant.

He at my apartment.

I stop in my tracks, staring at the pop-up. My excitement turns into anxiety as I remember last night’s events. He’s gotta be pissed. I open my messages and text Leo.

On second thought, we might have to hold off plans. I think I’m in trouble.

The Hare (＾ｰ^): aww with who

I think I was out too late.

The Hare (＾ｰ^): ur parents? R they stricked or smth?

“Stricked”? Lmfao

The Hare (＾ｰ^): u know what I was trying to say

I’m not sure how to respond. I don’t want to lie to him, but do I have much of a choice?

Yah ig they are, they prolly gonna give me a curfew or smth

The Hare (＾ｰ^): jus tell them ur training under the world’s best ninja ( *｀ω´)

Lmfaooo yes, the perfect excuse

I’m not flaking tho. Jus know we might have to reschedule

The Hare (＾ｰ^): ^_−☆

* * *

“Took you long enough.” The Lieutenant doesn’t even let me lock the door to my apartment before getting on my case.

“I was at school.”

“It’s 4 in the afternoon.”

I shrug. “So? It’s a far walk.”

The Lieutenant nears me. “I’ve had enough of your adolescent smart talk. You were meant to clear the building last night and you didn’t!”

“It was clear until I went to go check again and ran into them.”

“You’re supposed to clear it and then press the button.” He scolds me.

I cross my arms. “I did clear it! It was clear the first time. How many times do I have to check? Why can’t you or the recruits check? Why did I have to? You know what?” I stomp into my room and open the drawer to my nightstand. I retrieve the Bug and walk back over to the Lieutenant, handing it to him. “I’m sick of your little missions you send me on! You put me on the line all over this ‘Shredder armor’ that you don’t even know for certain will work! What happens if I get caught? Do you even care?”

“Of course I don’t!” He scowls at me. “You’re a vile child who thinks she knows more than she actually does. You don’t listen to me or anybody else. Do you not realize you’re a part of a clan? You’re supposed to help us! We taught you everything you know. We housed you and fed you and trained you, yet you insist that we want to put you in danger just for the sake of it.”

I scoff. “You just said you don’t even care about me! Why the fuck would I want to do anything for you? Listen, I’m done with the missions and the tirades and this would domination bullshit!”

The Lieutenant grits his teeth and bottles his fists. “You are truly insufferable. I should’ve left you in the street to die.”

“Yeah, you should’ve.” Tears quickly threaten to fall as I back away from him.

He notices my glassy eyes and forces himself to soften his expression. “I sent you to the hotel because I needed you to destroy that thing.”

“What fucking thing?!” I shout at him.

“That thing that cracked your ring.” He points at my neck.

It’s cracked? I hadn’t noticed.

“What’re you talking about?”

The Lieutenant sighs as he leans against the wall and crosses his arms around his chest. “I’m sure you’ve seen the reason why you have that on. The Yokai within you is dangerous and we will only need it when The Shredder returns. The mystic item in the hotel was the key to your ring. You’re the only thing that can destroy it.”

My palms become sweaty. “Yokai? Mystic item? What the hell even is all this? Just leave, please. I was having a good day and you ruined it already. Stop filling my mind with senseless shit.”

“I was only trying to help you understand. Whether you decide to listen is not up to me. I no longer have time for this.”Unexpectedly, the Lieutenant obeys me, taking the Bug from me and leaving my apartment.

Well… that was easy.

But it sucked hearing him say all that stuff about me and then he all of a sudden “wants to help me understand”. I don’t know why I’m surprised that he finally admitted that he doesn’t care about me. I already knew that, but I never thought he’d say it out loud.

I whip my phone out and go to Leo’s contact.

False alarm. But I duwanna go out. U think u could jus come over and we can watch a movie or smth?

It takes him a while to answer and I worry for a bit that he won’t, but he does about an hour later.

The Hare (＾ｰ^): yah I’m down :)

Thank god. For once, nothing calls for me to go outside. The Lieutenant will finally leave me alone for the time being and I won’t have to check my phone every thirty (30) minutes.

Shit’s about to get peaceful.