#poor echo puts up with alot

[bibannana]

Echo *munching on a meiloorun*: I wish I had a knife to cut this all up.

Fives *shrugs*: I don't see why you need a knife for it.

Echo *face scrunched*: To cut it into smaller pieces.

Fives *rolls his eyes*: Uh that's why we have teeth?? Portable mouth shredders.

Echo *bland look*: Don't you ever call teeth portable mouth shredders again.

[the0doreslover]

My friend | theo nott

pairing: theodore nott x fem!reader

warnings: short sorry, fluff, poor baby enzo

summary: this amazing ask right here

"Mr. Berkshire and Miss L/n," Professor Flitwick's voice echoed through the Charms classroom. You halted your quill's progress on your parchment and turned your attention toward the back, where Lorenzo Berkshire sat engaged in conversation with Theodore Nott.

"Good luck," Hermione snickered

"Yeah, thanks, Mione," you sighed, observing Lorenzo, who seemed content to stay put. With a sigh, you gathered your belongings and maneuvered your way over to him.

"Look, she's obedient, Enzo," Theodore laughed, shooting you a sly look.

"Very funny. Let's just get this over with, yeah?" you retorted.

That was three weeks ago. In the time that followed, your friendship with Lorenzo deepened into something unexpected. Together, you not only successfully completed the assigned project, earning an impressive grade, but Lorenzo had also become a helpful study companion for your upcoming potions assignment. His willingness to help and his genuine sweetness had endeared him to you, turning him into more than just a classmate.

As the days turned into weeks, your friendship continued to flourish. Studying together became a ritual, and the laughter you shared transcended the walls of Hogwarts. Yet, amidst this newfound friendship, there was an undercurrent of tension that you couldn't ignore

Theodore Nott's grumpy demeanor. God It was as if he wanted to murder you

He saw you with enzo? his eyes rolled

Enzo wanted you to eat with them? His eyes rolled

You wanted to study with enzo? His eyes rolled

You had made a joke to enzo that one day that his eyes are going to get stuck there, but unfortunately for you he had come to give enzo his study book and heard you, but what did he do? he rolled his eyes.

To be fair to him, you weren’t any better

Enzo had to go practise with theodore? you’d sigh

Enzo wanted theodore to study with you? you’d sigh

Enzo had to go back to his dorm to see theo? you’d sigh

Poor enzo couldn’t keep up with you both, he felt like he was going mad. So what did he do? He went to blaise.

“Wow that’s alot man” blaise nodded before getting a whack from pansy.

“No enzo listen to me, they both just need to get to know each other, the only thing they think they ahve in common is you, so if we remove you maybe they’ll find something they actually like about each other” pansy explained

“Or maybe they just both have serious crushes on each other” draco piped in finally lifting his head from his book.

“go back to your book draco”

Enzo had told you to meet him in his dorm to study, which you found a bit weird but then again, enzos a weird guy. you knocked once but he didn’t answer, so you knocked again a bit louder.

“Finally you took your tim- oh it’s you” theodore nott stood infront of you his eyes raking up and down your body.

you pushed past him “where’s enzo?”

“No you’ve got it wrong princess, i’m hanging out with enzo today” he walked closer to you

“No theodore, he told me to meet him here”

he was just about to say something when you both heard the door latch shut

“You’re not coming out until you become friends, i can’t take this anymore”

“Enzo!” you shouted through the door “Enzo please open the door”

“When you become friends!”

you pressed your ear against the door and heard a few other voices

“enzo this is not what i meant at all”

“how do i get into my room?”

“This is your fault princess” you turned around and saw theodore on his bed watching you

“my fault? maybe if you didn’t make me feel like you’ve hated me this wouldn’t of happened”

Theodore was caught off guard by your response "Maybe if you weren't always stealing Enzo's attention, he could've been here to hang out with me."

His words hung in the air, leaving a palpable tension between you two. You were definitely not expecting such a direct accusation. Theodore, on the other hand, immediately regretted his choice of words as he saw the impact they had on you.

Before you could respond, he sighed and muttered, "I didn't mean it like that."

Fed up, you sighed. “what’s your deal? We can’t keep up like this, for enzo, the poor guy looks like he’s aging for gods sake.”

He hesitated, before choosing to stay silent

Your eyes narrowed. “maybe if you weren’t such a sour git, we wouldn’t be having this conversation.”

Theodore shot you a glare“Maybe if you weren’t always acting like you own the place, we wouldn’t have a problem.”

The argument escalated, each insult flying like sparks from a misfiring spell. The dorm now echoed with your bickering. It was like a full-on wizard duel, but with words instead of wands.

“Merlin’s beard, Theo, can’t you just chill for once?” you snapped.

“Chill? Maybe you should lower your ego!” Theodore shot back.

“me lower my ego! theodore you’re a teenager acting like a toddler

The back-and-forth continued, like a never-ending Quidditch match of insults. But then, in the midst of the verbal chaos, something shifted. There was a moment, a beat where you both just stopped, realizing how ridiculous the argument had become.

Theodore sighed, running a hand through his hair. “This is stupid. Why are we even fighting?”

You rolled your eyes. “Beats me, Theo. Maybe you just enjoy being a prat.”

He smirked, a flicker of amusement in his eyes. “And maybe you just enjoy being a know-it-all.”

For a moment, you both just stood there, the tension dissipating like a deflating balloon. Then, in a twist of events, Theodore did something unexpected. He closed the distance between you, and before you could react, his lips crashed into yours.

It was like a jinx had hit you, leaving you momentarily stunned. The argument was forgotten as he brung you impossibly closer to him

And when he pulled away, there was a smirk on his face. “Well, that shut you up.”

You blinked, still processing what just happened. “What the hell, Theo?”

He chuckled, the tension between you replaced by an awkward sort of understanding. “I figured we needed a different kind of distraction.”

You rolled your eyes, but couldn’t help the small smile that tugged at your lips. “You’re mental, you know that?”

Theodore grinned. “Maybe. But at least we’re not fighting anymore.”

“Hm, i guess your right”

“is it safe to come in now!” enzo shouted wailed

“No enzo she just stabbed me in the gut”

you watched as the door slowly opened and enzo came in along with blaise pansy and draco.

“can i just say that i was right?” draco smirked taking a bite of his apple

[molluskmirage]

the boogeyman effect following Bbh from purgatory 1 has been a very fascinating phenomenon.

there is alot of residual and lingering opinions of Bad from both characters and fans and its been interesting because having watched Bads pov he really didnt do anything more then what others did in purgatory. Q!Phil is mad because Bad terrorized his team but bad had far less kills then Tubbo, and plenty other teams were around terrorizing others Fit slaughtered Tina and soulfires farmers (most of which then never returned)

Q!Tubbo is mad for ‘day 12’ for a poor decision Bad made, but Bad was carrying the team mostly alone for many many hours the whole 2 weeks (the most out of anyone on the team) I think he could be forgiven for not having the clearest decision making skills running ragged and getting killed.

Q!Bagi feels betrayed by bad and has been more comfortable around tubbo since p1 but tubbo murdered her before she could say a word in p1 and Bad asked for her consent first before doing so.

Q!Etoiles is salty about the 2v1 but he and Fit started it by attacking tubbo alone who then had to run to bad and it was a 2v2 before then becoming a 2v1 as Fit backed away injured

Q!Phil has also mentioned that bad has not taken responsibility for his actions and this is echoed a lot in fan spaces but Bad is constantly taking on blame for things he may have only been adjacent too. He’s said he’s killed a lot of people, he jokes that he’d do it again. He doesnt often show remorse for his actions which I think is more what some are after but he does acknowledge things he doesn’t pretend it never happened. He told Pepito he was a monster. And anytime some express anger towards bad he respects their feelings (that doesn’t mean he’d chose to act differently or feel remorse in such actions but he doesn’t tell anyone theyre not allowed to feel that way)

its a fascinating subject to me because this effect has carried over so strongly within the space despite the fact Bad didn’t even have the highest kills in p1 for soulfire (it was Tubbo by quite a margin) yet Tubbo is often unnamed as the wrongdoer. Bagi set up Bad for death, while it didn’t come to fruition she still did that to Bad. Bad could not do anything but run when red team took on the bounty system which was excruciating to watch. Red also showed no mercy when the boats arrived and killed Bad the sole player for blue leaving his body in a zone that would kill a naked player.

Bad did do wrong he spawn killed Jaiden. However his stalking home bases and killing others in general was no different then all of the other skilled players repertoire. Bad had to play offensively for his team the majority of the time as he was one of the few that could, yet the boogeyman effect holds onto him and warps even his own members perceptions after the fact. Q!Tina as an example very enthusiastic about letting Bad loose in p1 too then scolding him for actions he took under her instruction.

The fan narrative has been the most acutely difficult to manage as the effect is almost to mystic proportions and finding disdain for even mundane actions Bad takes and reading into those as disingenuously as possible always set on more then retribution but truly an end to his character. Which again having watched Bads POV I havent been able to discern anything remarkable that any other character hasnt also partook in.

The difference I have noted is that Bad will always consider himself in the wrong regardless if his actions had justifiable reason behind it. Dapper told Bad to win in purgatory. After purgatory Bad put himself and Dapper down as ‘oh thats just something Dapper would say hes just bloodthirsty, but narratively Dapper has committed self harm in order to protect his siblings and other islanders ((an issue Dapper unfortunately sees in his father and perpetuates himself)) believing he is nothing more then a tool to help those he loves, he would not risk his siblings lives for bloodthirsty humor. Bad knows this but when faced with the hate others saw in him he waves off both his and his sons merit buckling down. Bad and Dapper have dark humor but are always making gifts and finding ways to help others. There is nothing on the island Bad is more set to protect then the eggs and this thought with Dappers message, Q!Bad really thought he needed to go all out to protect them, even still he held back a lot and would 2nd guess because he wanted to be absolutely certain of the egg’s safety.

He wasnt without reason yet with the boogeyman effect looming over his reasons never seem to be able to hold a candle to the more popular characters, and he often concedes a lot to it. He says it with a laugh, tease, and is sassy with it but still he concedes to others perceptions of him as he doesnt want to override others feelings. It can be a bit exhausting as things are blown out of proportion to what they were in originality but on a social breakdown of how things and information travels its very very interesting and I have been enjoying the dive even if it stings sometimes with reflective thoughts.

[jaysswlvrr]

hai I was gonna ask for a one shot smut possessive boyfriend!jake x female!reader where her ex is invited to a party they're also at and he tries to get close to her and it makes jake mad .. (also please no daddy, sir or master nicknames TT) thanks you're the best

- 🧸

you guys are making me go mad-dskjdbfdhfvbdkfvn

(in a good way)

You were at a table ordering drinks for you and Jake onto you felt someone's hand touch your lower hip. Thinking it was Jake, you turned around with a bright smile on your face only to realize it was your ex.

You had broken up with him a while ago but had left with a calm relationship. You change your expression, to a more subtle smile as you greet him. You watch as he moves his arm lower and lower onto your bare thigh.

Jake from afar tries to scan the crowd to find you only to see u 'flirting' with your ex. He slowly watches as the boy pulls his hand higher up your thigh. A smile was still plastered on your face, well until Jake came.

"What are you doing?", he looks at both of you in anger. Your eyes widen as you hear the familiar voice of your boyfriend. The boy smirks "Trying to get back with my girl". Jake slightly pushes him away but his muscles make the (poor) boy fall down. <3

He takes you home, pushing you onto his bed to 'teach you a lesson for being bad again'. He rips your clothes off and fills your small cunt up with him.

He keeps a quick and snappy pace, his hips making an echo in the room. You try to apologise getting cut off by your own moans. ''jake- 'm sorry"

He grabs onto your neck, slightly cutting your breathing. ''No baby, you cant just- talk to boys like that" He shows no remorse. His dick hitting places they never had before. "You're mine, remember that"

You try to apologise more but he doesn't find it enough to satisfy you as he fills your cunt more and more with his seed. "Might just make you pregnant so everyone can see you mine, hm?" He's being dead serious, creaming you inside so you can't even speak no more.

"Don't talk to him or else 'm gonna have to put a baby in you" He whispers stuff like that in your ears and bites down your chest, licking your hardened nipples.

He doesn't stop there though: the rest of the night is spent with him reminding you who you belong to. Your swollen cunt leaking with a mixture of him and you breeding. <3

☆

IM SORRY THIS CAME OUT SO BAD MY LAPTOP HAS BEEN ACTING UP ALOT

(tysm for all the request, theres so many I cant get to so im sorry :(()

[lizaluvsthis]

"I... -Love-Y-ou... Three..."

BLOOD WARNING!

"I had no choice four..." the spark on his eyes remained unseen, showing out his alter side, his 'careless' side.

"Your time is up." SMG4 looked at the gun, pointing at his chest. Then into Three's motionless eyes... oh poor red, the shot of a bullet, to a soul, to a partner.

Four believed to himself, he can never stand to think. He knew that someday... this... will happen to him... that three himself, would be the one to shoot Four. Coming back to him. As the person he knew back then. The "old" three...

Four just stood on foot, he wasn't angry for this. He wasn't mad at three, because he has the rights to know it'll end up being his own nightmare of killing him. Even when after, he completely destroyed everything that three had.

He accepted his faith.

"Then my last words..." he frowned, with a heavy emotional blow from his chest that poured down every moments and adventures he had with three. It was all too good to be true...

He smiled within the response, eyes softened drowning Three emotionally with tears holding from his eyes. "I love you Three..."

SMG3's motionless eyes gave back an act of a stunned expression, been drowned by his deep sea blue eyes overflowing his heart. That can't be true...

That. CANNOT. be true...

Four would never say such thing like that, why now? Why when the most heaviest part of this way when you're about to die. You put this word out?

Lie... Liar... LIAR!

"TO DETERMINE TO DIE WITH A LIE ON YOUR LIP?!" Three points up his gun and pulled the trigger, sending shocks of the sound filling the room with the echo *BANG* SMG4, who'd been shot from his left. Remains standing until his very final breath.

He will never stop, until he admits everything...

Blood splattered around the floor, coughing the heavy feeling from his chest. He was loosing alot amount of blood, feeling the damage from his organ.

It was very hard to breath, but Four didn't care if it hurt... what mattered... was three... struggling to put up the words t'ill his final breath flows away...

He looked up at three's red motionless eyes, with tears finally coming out. "I...-Love-Y-ou...Three..."

"Always and forever..."

Muttered words by four, slowly losing his balance sending his head through space as everything around him spin around in circles...

Hitting the ground, his blood poured out from his chest. Surrounding his whole body and the floor with red stains..

Eyes dull, with a final exhale, he stopped.

...

"Oh God..." SMG3 finally came to his senses, he had realized what he had just done. And he could never forgive himself. "Four... I... I'm sorry..." Three dropped his glock to the floor, knelt down on his knees. Holding his corpse with uncontrollable tears swept to his face.

"It was all too good to be true... to be real... to experience... to feel... to... have..."

Three hugged him closer, seeing by now from what he had just done. He killed his one and only partner... the one he loved... the one he wanted to be with... the one he went... soft because of... everything... about four...

Out of all hope thats lost. He lost four even after with saving him and causing his own life at risk to save four by bunch of times... he protected the man... but in the end...

He ended up killing him instead...

Losing four felt like he had lost every remains that could function his life. He felt lost and dead... why must this happen to him...

*sniff* "I... I... I-I'm sorry four... I'M SORRY! I'M VERY SORRY!!!"

He hugged his body, staining the blood from his clothes. Crying endlessly from the intense pain he felt right after hearing those final words...

How could three have been such a fool?

"Hoo hoo good job, guess I underestimated your evil intentions 3. I'm glad my old evil buddy is still-"

Eggman wanted to continue, but to be stopped by seeing Three holding his dead partner close. Crying...

"You've changed..." Eggman eyed down from the blood. "I see... you've grown soft because of him."

"Why does it all matter to you now- I F-CKING KILLED THE ONLY PARTNER I HAD..."

-

Whoopsies :3 (oh no dont give me that lo- *RUNS*)

[akkkkollle]

Ok, hear me out! Kanto manji gang waiting to be fucked by reader, all of them! From Benkei and Waka too Mochi! But the best part! They get too see and hear the other, that are all in the same room (in the meeting room when we seen them before the fight) and they are waiting naked like good boys! And the kinks: for Waka at least will have too be meeting press! And for mochi and Benkei like them crying from it, they are inexperienced poor babys. That is all and sorry if it alot, I just got it from the one with Kanto Mikey one 🙃🙃🙃

Pairing: Benkei × M!Reader, Mochi × M!Reader, Wakasa × M!Reader.

Words: 1110+.

CW/TW: The reader kind of wears heels, dacrifilia(?), mating press, hickeys, teasing, sex without commitment and proper care afterwards. 

The sound of your heels echoes down the hallway as you head to the room where someone is waiting for you, like good boys. Your lips almost imperceptibly stretch into a smile when you imagine what you will do with them and finally relieve your stress. 

Your hand rests on the door handle, turning it, making people in the room shudder. But they immediately calm down when they see your figure in the doorway. 

- Are you naked already? How sweet. Who do you think I should start with? - you approach the edge of the table, leaning on it and examining the three figures in front of you. 

You just giggle when they don't answer. You just walk to the right, heading towards the brunette, who swallows when he sees your presence next to him.

Your hand slowly climbs up his bare thigh, sometimes pawing his muscles along the way, causing him to flinch slightly. In the end, your hand rests on his penis, tracing it all over the base, and also running your fingertip over his head, collecting his precum. He moans from this action, twitching, making you grin.

- Come on, baby, lie on your back, okay? - he nods, blushing at your tone. 

You grab his hips, squeezing them. They lean on your shoulders while you unbutton your pants, and pull in your underpants enough to pull out your dick. He whines when he feels your dick in front of his hole. And then he moans when you push into him. Your hand grabs his braid, pinning him to the table, his eyes close, feeling how you entered him to the end.

He shrinks around when you start pushing, tears flow down his red face. You just lean towards him, licking the salty drops, feeling how he twitches his nose when he sobs. You kiss his cheeks, snuggling up to them. Your kisses sink lower and you linger on his lips, gently kissing him. He wraps his arms around your neck, pulling you closer. 

He jerks the hips that rest on your shoulders, forcing you to pull away in disbelief. 

-What's wrong, honey? - you ask gently, and he just shakes his head. 

- N-nothing... I want to cum. - you look down questioningly and see how he immediately twitches. 

- So right away? Well, come on, when you want. he nods quickly, feeling your hand stroking his cock. 

He moans loudly, making the other two men drool. He feels how you accelerate your thrusts, sending punches straight to his sweet spot, making his legs tremble. 

And after a few thrusts, he cums on your dick, squeezing you hard, forcing you to cum as well. His breathing slowly calms down when you come out of him, kissing him on the forehead and heading to the next actor in today's story.  

- Well, Ben-Ben, are you ready yet? - you ask, stroking his back, watching him tense up under your touch. 

-Yes. Put it in, please... - he says calmly, 

You nod, pushing his ass apart, and pointing your dick there. He tries to grab the smooth surface of the table, but to no avail. His hands are just calmly lying over his head. 

His face falls on his chin and he looks to the left, where he sees a freshly fucked brunette. He squeezes, making you hiss and squeeze his ass harder. He turns to you, showing you his depraved face. 

Tears are streaming down his face. His cheeks turn even redder when he sees your greedy gaze. His lips are bitten when he tries to hide his moans from your deep thrusts. 

- Mmm, I'm co-coming... - he moans as his cock hits the edge of the table. 

- Come on, Benkei, finish like the last time. - he whimpers when his cum falls on the table, dripping down the edge, and falling to the floor. 

You get out of it, heading for the last one. His cock twitches when he hears the sound of your heels stopping behind him. 

He feels your head resting on his shoulder, biting his neck. He jerks his head to the side, rubbing his ass against your naked cock. You giggle, biting his neck, forcing him to press into your crotch. 

-Don't tease me, you idiot. You've already kept me waiting. - you nod, guiding your cock into the new ass again. 

He screams, feeling your cock in his ass, he immediately shrinks, becoming even narrower than he is. You mumble contentedly while fucking him.

His two-tone ponytail is now loose, his hair falls to his shoulders, swaying in time with your thrusts. His hands grip the edge of the table, but he immediately screams when you turn his body over, putting him on his back. You press his legs against his chest, making him moan and cling to your back. 

- Do you want me to fill you, handsome? - he starts repeating "yes!" as if it's a mantra and you're smiling. 

- Juuust do it already, I want you so much... I-inside. - he whispers very quickly, licking his lips, even though they are already wet from his saliva. 

You just shrug your shoulders, accelerating your thrusts, which makes him throw his head back even more. And you finally cum inside him, pressing his legs as close to his chest as possible. 

You get out of it, this time you are already getting dressed and correcting your appearance. The sound of your heels is heard back towards the exit, but eventually you turn around. 

- Can you handle it yourself? - they nod weakly. - Great! I hope you enjoyed the way I go you all around in a circle, babies, have a rest.

[mooonjin]

Hi hi!echo anon here i just realized that instead of putting echo x reader i put hunter/// can you feel my love for that man coming though yet-??? Anyways..the echo fic was so cute!! I hope you dont mind me requesting again;;but since i cant seem to get hunter off my mind... Hunter x reader where hunter is being a dad figure to omega AND navigating being in a relationship with the reader? I feel like alot of fics skip the part where The bad batch were soldiers and loving someone doesnt really come as easy to them;; oh my lord i wrote alot- anyways ill end this!! Do you have a masterlist?? And rules for your writings?

Juggling

Notes: AAAA so sorry echo anon that took so long to come you!! but its hereeee~~ to answerr your questions, i will have a masterlist soon once i get rest of the bad batch fics out and rules? not so really,, just nothing so super violent or extreemly dark smut ykk? okok enjoyyyyyyyyyy :DD

Pairing: Hunter x gn!reader

Summary: Dealing with a role as an older brother (dad)  was something he'd never have thought of but also getting into a relationship? Yeah, that's another.

Warnings/Tags: mentions of Zygerrians, mild kissing, fluff — tell me if I've missed anything!

Hunter whimpered into the kiss.

You don't remember how many rotations it's been since you were able to have a makeout session with him. Let alone have him make noise. The shiver that travelled throughout your body caused you to push desperately against him.

Hunter's breathing shifted, he was almost panting like a dog in need of water. His kissing was sloppy, though you didn't complain. He's a soldier, obviously not the type to go around and practice kissing.

As Hunter's firm hands slid under your blacks, goosebumps appeared across your skin. His mere touch can send you into a frenzy; it was electrifying and soft. His hands came down to the hem of your shirt with the intention of removing it. He grinned teasingly against your neck, you could feel it.

As inexperienced as he seemed, he could still be the biggest tease ever. Just as he was about to take your top off, his thoughts wandered too far into a territory he'd been avoiding.

For him, he felt oddly free of worry and thought. He wasn't about to let that mindset take over him.

Hunter's paranoia kicked in, his hands abandoning your shirt and you completely.

You pouted once his touch left your skin, "Wait, where's Omega?" Hunter's iris dilated at a concerning speed, his eyes staring you down, his squint as menacing as ever. The initial atmosphere of arousal dissipating at lightspeed.

You sighed, shaking your head. He still wasn't used to balancing such a dad-like life with a relationship at the same time, "I sent her off with Wrecker," you reassured him, but he didn't appear too convinced. He always had to make sure Omega was somewhere in his sight, "Your brother's a big guy 'n Omega can handle herself now." you added on.

Whilst cupping his jaw, you examined his face. You gently took your thumb and caressed the tatted skull upon his cheek. He seemed nervous and wasn't easily reassured that Omega was okay. Not that he doesn't trust you or his brothers, oh gosh no.

"Woah-ho, 'm I interrupting?" a booming voice suddenly filled the Marauder, frightening Hunter and yourself.

It was only Wrecker, who seemed to be searching for Gonky as he frantically whipped his head around the nooks and cranny of the shuttle. The brute loves doing sets with the poor droid and is also the master of barging in without warning.

Although you had a grin on your face, Hunter wasn't the same. You could feel his gloved hands grip the lower part of your waist and you didn't know why.

His lips pursed inwards and his eyes squinted more than you've seen before. As his eyes darted around the space in thought, you spoke with a soft voice, "Hey, you okay?—"

"—Wrecker, where's Omega?"

This time, your eyes darted around the space, trying to regain Hunter's eye contact. You could hear happy noises erupt from further up the ship, assuming Wrecker found gonky laying around.

With a quick kiss on your forehead from Hunter, he hastily bolted up towards Wrecker, who was fortunately not paying attention to the lovebirds in the ship.

"Where's Omega?" as you walked slowly towards the two, you could hear how stern Hunter's voice became. You placed both of your hands on his shoulders to calm him down.

He looked over his shoulder to face you, oddly getting distracted by your beauty. The sight of his eyes relaxing a little bit was relieving.

"Left 'er with Cid, said she wanted to show her something she'd like—" faster than the speed of hyperspace, Hunter was out the Marauder in milliseconds and dashing his way deep into town, accidentally bumping you to the ground.

He didn't look back to apologise or even think twice about the harsh contact, by the time Wrecker helped you onto your feet, he was no longer visible.

You sighed, rubbing the back of your thigh from where you fell.

-

"Y'know... I have another weapon similar to that energy bow of yours," Cid mumbled. She walked over to her desk, the surface area filled with artifacts Omega had never seen before.

She wanted to inspect them all, pry, use, poke, do whatever she was able to do with the mysterious item. They didn't appear clean or regularly dusted but that was expected. 'Clean' wasn't usually the word for Cid's parlor.

Cid whipped out an old crate labelled 'FRAGILE' in bright red paint as well as being covered in crispy, aged blaster shots. Assuming the box was valuable and was definitely shot at, Omega's attention was directed from the target she was focusing on to the crate.

"Was that box stolen?" Omega piped up. She titled her head, curiously, making her way around the hologram table and towards Cid's desk.

As the crate made contact with the desk, multiple metal thumps could be heard from inside, a small wave of dust bouncing off the surface.

Cid scoffed, waving her hand about before opening the box, "Mmm, maybe, but no one's comin' after this, I'll tell you that," it was dusty. Really dusty. It must've been hidden away in the office for some time.

Unfortunately, Omega was too small to see what was in the box so she urged Cid to bring whatever the contents were inside, out. She received an eye roll from Cid, who complied anyway.

Having the embodiment of curiosity run about on two legs has its cons. It wasn't the most ideal around a snappy, sassy lizard.

Omega's eyes widened at the sight of a golden... stick?

"What's that supposed to be?"

"An electro-whip." Cid dusted off the thin layer of dust on the handle before presenting it. Omega let her fingers slide along the strange prongs on one end of the whip.

She was particularly interested in the design of the handle, her fingers descending from the prongs and onto the swirly, yellow designs.

As Cid lent Omega full control of the whip, she was already trying to find an on button, "How does it work?" she titled the handle on every angle, checking if there was anything to touch, press, hold, anything. She even dangerously stuck her eye through the prongs, looking down into a small contraption where the whole show of the whip emerged from.

"You might not wanna stick your eye there, Tiny," Omega immediately backing away as Cid chuckled. Cid gently took a hold of the handle and turning it around before giving it back to Omega, "Hold this handle and push this button, you'll hear a buzzing sound. And make yourself some room." she shooed Omega back.

She did as instructed, backing away from Cid's desk to give herself some room to charge up the whip. Looking around the handle, she found the button to hold down. Her thumb pressed against it, a tingly feeling and a buzzing noise slowly climbing up in decibels.

A golden stream of electricity emerged from the tip of the handle which startled Omega. She looked at the activated weapon in awe, fascinated at how it worked. Before she could wind up her arm to test the whip, Hunter came bursting through office door.

Startled again, Omega took her thumb off the button, the whip retracting, "Well, look who decided to show up." Cid chimed in, crossing her arms as Hunter stepped into the room.

His eyes immediately landing on whatever Omega was clutching in her hand. He noticed it right away, that same whip that he managed to overpower from the Zygerrian when they did their first rescue mission for Cid.

Hastily, he snatched it out of Omega's hand, careful not to hurt her in the process, "You shouldn't be toying with this," he walked over to the open crate on Cid's desk, placing the whip inside and closing the crate back up with a loud slam, buckling the crate tight.

He shot a brooding glare at Cid who defensively put her hands up.

Hunter placed a hand on Omega's shoulder, ushering her out the door. Omega waved to Cid before the sliding doors closed. The two exited the parlor entirely and was greeted with the sound of Ord Mantell.

The Marauder wasn't far from the parlor and neither was the Pantoran man that sold Mantell Mix. Omega giggled at the sight of Wrecker attempting to bargain the price.

As they passed Wrecker, Hunter gestured to him to just pay what the original price is considering they were going on a mission soon that pays well, "Maybe'll get cheaper next'ime..." he grumbled.

Omega gently shook her head, dismissing and forgiving Wrecker even though she didn't expect him to get anything when she came back from Cid's.

Wrecker happily ran ahead at the sight of a fixed Gonky and a disappointed Tech. You emerged from inside the Marauder, glad to see Omega well and Hunter calmed down.

After Wrecker had accidentally sat on Gonky's charging port, he'd ran off the buy something to compensate Tech for having to fix it.

You observed as Omega went along to hang out with Wrecker and Gonky. Tech, on the other hand, was glued to his holopad once again, "Echo and Crosshair are in need of my presence in town, excuse me." His put on his helmet and walked off, nodding dismissively to Hunter to let him know as well.

You stood upon the open door of the shuttle, waiting for Hunter to acknowledge you. Once he had taken his eyes of Omega, his eyes swept straight to you.

He expected a grin or an arms open hug but was met with a cold expression. Deep down he knew he did something wrong running off like that and ignoring you instantly. You exited the shuttle, walking towards him. He froze, terrified he might've made you angry.

He didn't know what to do in situations like this, having only seen scenarios similar when he would watch holofilms. Hunter was nervous, expecting it to end how it would've in the films: yell, shout, quiet down, angry break up.

"Look I really—"

"—You okay?"

What? 

He didn't expect that question from you. Hunter was taken aback, almost forgetting to answer your question, "Wha— oh, yes, I'm okay? I guess," you chuckled at his step up, bringing a grin to his face. He hoped this wasn't a cover up of you being twitchy with him.

You pecked his lips, pulling away to address the recent situation, "Omega can be curious—" you began.

"—And reckless." Hunter finished, sighing, but you quickly shushed him with your index finger.

"And that's what makes her, her. I know you want to prevent her from getting hurt or lost but she's still a kid." Hunter's eyes panned over to Wrecker and Omega playing catch — Gonky basically being piggy in the middle — proudly witnessing the first time on Saluecami with Shaeeah and Jek. They both were happy and giggly, occasionally missing the ball and accidentally throwing towards one another's face, "Remember what Suu told you?"

"Children will always find ways of getting into trouble," he quoted, taking his eyes off the duo and back to yours. They always seemed to glimmer every time he stared.

You pulled him into a hug, if wasn't as comfortable with his armour on but the embrace is what matters.

Hunter pulled away, his hands returning to your waist, "I really like you a lot..." he sighed.

"Only?"

He became flustered at the intense eye contact, "Well—maybe more, I uh, don't know...?"

"I love you too," you pecked him again, watching as he scratched the back of his neck, "You're allowed to say it, are you not ready?" you prepared to apologise.

"No, it's not that it's just... I'm not the type someone falls in love with." he nervously confessed. You enveloped him in a passionate kiss, offering comfort. A small smooch of a plop was heard as the both of you pulled away.

"Would you care to finish what we started?" you grinned, feeling how tense his hands became that rested behind your waist.

"Gladly," he growled.

This time, you were gonna get more than whimpers out of him.

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Icarus( did I spell that right? ) my beloved does you have any yandere c! Technoblade and philza with a shy reader stories? 👀

Feel free to take as long as you like I'm in no rush hopefully you don't mind me requesting alot if it's a problem then I will stop requesting as much as I do

Agian I love your writing have a lovely day or evening my beloved(platonic!!)

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Darling Mooshroom, I adore you so much (platonically). You have my full permission to fill my inbox with any and all requests that come to mind. I love the ideas you give me and you're the only one who has requested more than once (other than anons but I can't tell with them.)

Also. Philza Philza Philza I FINALLY GET TO WRITE FOR THIS MANS WOOOOOOOOOOOO sorry ignore me. Unfortunately, this story will be shorter than my normal ones because I used up the majority of my brainpower on other stories and I feel bad for keeping you waiting <3 (plat)

(Techno is not part of sleepy bois in this story. Instead, Techno and Philza are ancient gods and set more in like Ancient Egyptian times?? Really low key Yandere in this story)

TW: Yandere, mentions of a creep, getting robbed

Mortal of Gold (Yandere!C!Techno x GN!Shy!Reader x Yandere!C!Philza)

Was it your appearance? Or your shy personality? Perhaps it was the various amounts of golden chains and jewels sprinkled strategically all over your person...

Crows and Piglins were naturally attracted to gold, so that's how Techno justified himself, but Philza wasn't stupid, he's been through this many times before. He knew what being in love was.

But they had never felt so... Strongly towards a mortal before.

The God of Blood and War continued trying to deny his feelings for you, but he always found himself watching you shuffle around the Ancient DreamSMP, curled in on yourself as you walked to and from shrines for the gods that you had made.

Philza, the God of Survival and Crows, leaned over a bowl of ink and water and stared into the swirling designs, watching as it shifted into a picture. He saw a lovely figure kneeling at the base of a statue, placing a bowl of fresh bread and cakes, before lighting some incense and standing up, their head dipped in silent prayer.

The winged god chuckled softly and adjusted his large hat before cupping his hands together in a bowl shape. Slowly, with very minor concentration, a golden chain appeared with an emerald heart shape dangling off of it. With a small but sharp whistle, a black crow swooped in through the window and perched itself on his arm, "Yes Dadza?" It chirped telepathically, tilting its head curiously.

"Hello, my child. I would like you to place this on the young mortal's doorstep. I trust you will be able to find it?" He smiled softly and held out the piece of jewellery to the feathered creature who picked it up in its beak.

"Sure, Dadza!" The bird gave a squawk before hopping over to the bowl of ink and water to study the appearance of the mortal. "Oh! It's (Y/n) again! Didn't Technoblade recently cause a man to meet his end because he was rude to them?"

The man sighed, rubbing his face with his free hand, "Yes, Techno is brash like that... I should speak to him about that after... Now, be on your way. I would like them to receive the gift before they start putting their faith in other gods." With another telepathic chirp, the bird quickly took flight and headed out the window. Once his beloved crow, Chat, was gone, he leaned over the bowl again.

The mortal was now praying to Technoblade's shrine, after giving an offering of beer and herbs with the incense now re-lit. Phil decided to disperse the image with a wave of his hand, beginning to make his way to his old friend, the God of War and Blood.

With a flurry of black feathers, Philza landed on the balcony Techno had designed specifically for him and closed his wings neatly behind him, "Techno?" He called, walking through the red curtains into the room of the God. When his emerald-coloured eyes landed on the tall man, he discovered that he was hunched over a large bronze dish like he had been moments ago.

"Yeah, I'm here." The pink-haired male sighed, adjusting his glasses before pushing his long hair out of his face as he looked up from the bowl. "What do you need, Phil?"

"I'm here to discuss (Y/n). That mortal we are both smitten with?" He watched as the god's cheeks visibly turned pink despite his tough demeanour, causing Philza to chuckle into his hand, "Relax. It's obvious. And I know how you had one of your followers beheaded that poor fisherman."

"Millionaires. Not followers." Techno retorted with a scoff as he stepped away from the bowl filled with likely water and ink. "In my defence he deserved it. He should've known better and held his tongue when being in the presents of one of my worshipers."

Phil wasn't able to hold back his sigh, "Millionaires? Good grief Techno, you're just making up words at this point. Besides, that's not the main reason I flew out here," The Survival God's eyes suddenly darkened, catching Techno off guard but nonetheless made him happy, "I heard... That (Y/n) has been getting threats from the village of L'Manberg."

Techno frowned at the thought of anything happening to their favourite mortal. The images that appeared in his mind caused the voices in his head to roar in anger, demanding for human blood to be spilt across his shrines.

"Yeah. I suggest we put a stop to it. But, I do want to meet our little mortal..." Philza smirked a bit, raising his hand in an attempt to stop Techno from seeing how violent his thoughts were becoming towards the humans.

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You couldn't help but smile as you saw the new jewellery that had been placed at your doorstep, scooping it up into your hands and taking a moment to put the necklace and solid gold armband on. You were quite aware that the vast amounts of jewellery covering your body made you a target for thieves, but you trusted in your gods to keep you safe.

On your eighteenth birthday, your village had dressed you up and offered you to the gods in exchange for safety and a good harvest, chaining you in the middle of the dessert on a stone platform. You would have perished from starvation had a black crow not have carried a basket filled with the ripest and fresh fruits you had ever had. That's when you knew that Philza was watching over you.

Technoblade had started watching over you not long after that. On a trip into the village for yeast to make bread to offer Philza, a creep had cornered you in an alleyway. He began making disgusting remarks towards you, but a man with glowing gold eyes and red sclera came up and pummeled him into the ground before completely vanishing. It had been a high priest of Technoblade's Syndicate temple who told you that it was the God of Blood and War who saved you.

"Look," Techno whispered under his breath as he saw you standing in your doorway with a soft smile. Philza peaked around the corner as well, watching you attach the jewellery to your (s/t) skin with a smile of his own, "I take it the necklace is from you?" The tusked male asked as he pulled the hood on his cheap commoner clothing up to cover his noticeable pink hair.

Phil did the same, trying to hide his inhumane blue eyes from view, while also trying to shoo away Chat who was relentlessly teasing the two of them, "Sh! Chat, it's not like- No. Shut. WHat?! I'm not being a creep!" He hissed to the blackbird, trying to bat it away with his free hand, while Techno was snickering to himself, "Wait, no! This is my bread, (Y/n) made it for me! Get your own!"

After watching his old friend get bullied by Chat for a few minutes, he turned back to watch you walk back out of your home, holding the cup of beer you had placed at his shrine earlier today. Your offerings were always his favourite... He would burn this entire village down if they tried to chain you into the desert again... Actually.. That was a good idea...

The two gods silently followed behind you, watching you nervously try your best to avoid social conversation, but they noticed how the other mortals seemed to look down upon you for wearing so much golden jewellery.

"H-he-hello..." You murmured out meekly as you approached the man selling fruits and different herbs. Leaning forward, you carefully inspected the cranberries and cinnamon specifically, knowing that they were Philza's and Technoblade's favourite offerings.

You heard footsteps walking behind you, but because the market was busier than normal today, you decided to brush it off. Until you felt someone gently grab the golden jewellery dangling from your ears, giving it a light pull, "Solid gold, ey? Aren't you a poor little peasant?" A voice male voice cooed softly in your ear, causing you to spin around quickly, backing up until you hit the table that all the fruit and herbs were placed on.

Dream. The high priest of DreamXD's temple. The God of Control and Manipulation. This man truly believed he was the walking incarnate of the god himself, and even named himself after the god! Truly a maniac...

"Dream..." You murmured softly, your body trembling and flinching away from his touch, "I-I'm not giving them to you for you to offer up to your twisted god... I worship Technoblade and Philza... No one else."

The masked man growled in annoyance before he snapped his fingers and two men in masks grabbed onto your shoulders before beginning to tear the golden jewellery off of your body. Snapping the golden chains off from around your neck and wrists, pulling the earrings out of your ears and the golden bands from around your biceps. The entire time you yelped and begged for them to leave the gifts you had received from your gods alone, everyone else around you putting their heads down and averting their eyes, pretending not to see you.

A flurry of black feathers clouded your vision and you heard three hard thuds before a loud barking voice echoed through your ears.

"How DARE you!"

"Techno! Help me burn this damned village to the ground!"

[rurulyywrites]

☁️🍋Dearest Rose|Malleus Draconia X OC!Kai|

Pairings: Soft Dom! Malleus Draconia X requester OC!Kai

Plot: Kai is self conscious about how they look and how they can’t use their unique magic at its full potential and malleus notices and decides to take matters into his hands by consulting Kai that night in their dorm and going up his body and telling them why he loves each part of their body.

Type: Fluffy lemon

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Requested by: Vixxlepuff_

"Hi! Can you do a Soft dom! Malleus Draconia x self conscious! Kai (my oc) [he/they/it pronouns]

Fluffy lemon and some really sweet aftercare?"

Yes-Siree! Requester San did offer me alot of details of their said OC, Kai, so I had alot to work with!

Tw!s:

•smut

•petnames

•praise

•dom/sub

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Made in my school's classroom(might be terrible)

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3rd person POV

"Oh look~ it's denying Kai!"

"Denying Kai because he says he's good at magic! He can barely use his unique magic!"

"Boohoo~ useless Kai from Diasomnia~"

Lots of whispers about Kai's magic echoed not only around the halls as they walked,but also in his mind.

Kai's head was lowered to hide his face from the people while they walk at a seemingly quick pace

Trying to get rid of the terrible voices.

"Young one,didn't A/n sensei give you his ear mufflers?"

Lilia,who was walking alongside him, reminded them.

"O-oh.. right.."

Kai said as he looked around and saw that they've already reached their classroom.

"I.. I'll put it on when we leave"

Kai says in a low tone as he left Lilia.

"*Sigh* the poor young one.."

Lilia said as he made his way to his seat before Kai and sat down on the left of Kai.

"Is Malleus late?"

Kai asked Lilia as he looked around yet couldn't see him.

To be fair..

they were alone in the classroom.

It was just the two of them.

"*Sigh* if only assault wasn't illegal. That old cat man would've been bruised!"

They both hear a muffled voice from outside of the classroom getting closer.

"A day off?! Really?! More like 'I hate my job and I'm old'. Everyone doesn't get paid enough too,Mozus Trein!"

The door opened to reveal a frustrated A/n sensei.

"...Was I supposed to be here?"

A/n asked as he noticed the two students

"Wait.. what time is it?"

Kai asked as A/n dropped a pile of books on the teacher's desk

"IT'S FOUKEN TIME FOR YOU TO HEAD TO THA FIELD, YOU FOUKEN DONKEHYS!!"

A/n sensei shouts with the thickest British accent that those two has ever heard.

The two immediately turned pale,took their PE uniform and ran out

"THANKS SIR,BYE SIR!"

Kai said as he and Lilia dashed out the room.

"MOSEY OUT,BOYS!"

A/n said as the two shut the door behind them

"They have worst idea of time than me.. I really hope they're not on drugs."

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"Kai! And Lilia Vanrouge..? Anyways,you two are 10 minutes late!"

Ashton announces as the two reached the PE field in their PE uniforms as they pant.

"Haahh.. s..sorry sir.."

Kai said as Ashton sighs

"Both of you will do 300 push ups as punishment! The rest of you,warm up and exercise! We have lots to do!"

Ashton announces again to the rest as the two that came in late laid on the ground in exhaustion.

"Useless Kai is late again~"

"Wonder why they're late together"

Tsk.

That's enough. What have I ever done to them?!

"Need a lift,you two?"

Yuuken said as he looked at the two with a smile

"Ah! Young Enma! Help your old man,now could you?"

Lilia said as Yuuken chuckled and let out one hand for the both of them.

Kai and Lilia accept the hand as Yuuken pulled the two up

"I'd start working on the pushups if I were you. And under a shade as well,unless you want a tan"

Yuuken joked as he placed a hand on Kai's shoulder.

"Also,I heard Hornto-- I mean Malleus muttered this; Kai sure is an amusing man"

Yuuken said as he winked at Kai before leaving.

Kai was a flustered mess.

Malleus might've not said it himself but it still had an affect on them.

"Ooh~ someone's got a crush"

"YOU TWO! GET TO THE PUSHUPS! NO TIME FOR IDLE CHIT CHAT!"

..

"Kai,you're not pushing your potential. At all! Your unique magic is wonderful! Yet you're not pushing it to its limits."

Kai had arrived back to Diasomnia a few minutes ago before changing his clothes into his usual wear and started practicing his magic.

"Ughh! I ran outta dust"

Kai's unique power is to create living matter out of dust and smoke,as well as change his appearance.

Kai sighs in annoyance as he pulls out a small vacuum.

"It's a hard job to be working with-- ACHOO!"

Kai sneezes as he opened the vacuum angrily,shaking the vacuum as the dust particles fly around the room.

Kai coughs a little while waving the dust out of this face.

"Well,it sure is"

"WHOS THER-- ACHOO!"

Kai turned around abruptly,shaking the vacuum chamber with dust again.

"Fu-*cough*-uck!"

Kai said as he waved the dust away again.

As he finally looked at his door to find Malleus,leaning on his doorframe.

"Malleus! How're ya?"

Kai said as a huge smile formed on his lips seeing the tall male.

"Very well,and you?"

Malleus said as he walked in the room and closed the door behind him.

"Not as good as you but it's alright"

"Your unique magic holds alot of power--"

"But I haven't used it to its full potential,I get it I get it! Don't need to tell me"

Kai said an irritated tone.

"I'm scrawny, short, and can't do shit right! I get it!"

Kai shouts as Malleus frowned at him,held their cheek and kissed them.

Kai didn't expect it but they really aren't complaining too so he kissed back.

They felt Malleus smirk into the kiss as he swipes his tongue on their bottom lip,asking them for entrance.

To then,Kai obliged. They lightly agape their mouth as Malleus' tongue came through his lips and explored their caverns.

Kai moaned through the kiss as they placed their hands up and around Malleus' neck while his slithered to their waist.

They both pulled away,panting hard after the long and passionate kiss.

"You're perfect, my handsome rose.."

Malleus said as he placed his hand on their cheek and caressed their freckles with his thumb.

"You're perfect just the way you are.. whether you think of yourself as scrawny, not good enough, or weak. To my eyes,you're the most wonderful person that I've ever laid my eyes on"

Malleus said as he rubbed circles on Kai's waist.

His words were sincere and his tone was gentle as he spoke his mind of what he's always been meaning to tell his lovely rose.

Kai stood there,shocked at Malleus' words.

"It seems that you are yet to believe me."

"How about I show you,instead of tell you"

Malleus said as he picks up Kai,bridal style, and lays them gently on their bed.

"Do I have your consent?"

Malleus asked before going further.

"Y..yes.. please.."

Kai pleads as Malleus smirked as gave a quick peck on their lips before tugging on their shirt.

"Don't hide your body from me,my rose.."

Malleus said as he removed Kai's shirt and started attacking his neck,kissing and sucking it to leave marks.

Kai stiffled a moan to the contact.

Malleus didn't like it at all.

He brought his dominant hand up to their chest and started playing with their nipple,using his thumb to tease it and squeezing it between his thumb and index finger.

"M-Malleus~! T-tha-..that's- Ah~! I'm sensitive!"

Kai managed to blurt out while moaning to his touch.

"Tonight,I'll make you forget of all your problems and make you focus on how much you deserve all the love in the world."

Malleus whispered against Kai's ear as he bit his earlobe.

"I love you,Kai.. let me show you.."

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Kai was positioned on his elbows and knees,trying to contain himself from moaning too loudly yet failing.

While Malleus had his cock thrusting in and out of Kai's hole.

Both were stripped of all their clothing.

The sounds of moaning and groaning, bed creaking, and the bed itself hitting against the wall filled the heated air.

"M-Ah-! My lovely rose~! Do you enjoy this? Like the slut you are?"

Malleus said in between grunts and thrusts

"F-fu-uck! Fuck yes! You make me feel so good,Daddy~!!"

Kai moans out as he lets out a shaky breath as Malleus picked up his pace.

"F-fuck! D-daddy I'm your slut! Please~ let me cum~!!"

Kai moaned out as Malleus lets out a shaky breath and thrusted even faster.

"D-daddy~!! I'm gonna come~!!"

"F-fuck.. you're so tight.. so good.. come for daddy,baby"

Malleus said as he leaned over to Kai's shoulder and bit it.

Kai half moaned,half shouted as he came.

Their white cum all over the sheets.

As Malleus helped him ride out his high,he also came inside of Kai.

Moaning out a loud 'I love you' at his release,making Kai groan as he felt Malleus' hot semen fill him up.

Malleus pulled away and saw the cum leaking out of Kai's hole,smirking as he laid down beside Kai who laid on his stomach.

"You're beautiful,My rose"

"Oh shush.. I can't walk!"

Kai whined as he snuggled into Malleus' arms.

"Come,let's get you cleaned"

Malleus said as he kissed their forehead,stood up and carried them up and to the bathroom for the two to clean each other up in the tub.

"If I ever hear do talk yourself down,that'll be your punishment"

"Don't threaten me with a good time"

[funnyexel]

Quiet Tsundere x Reader

A/n: This is a drabble. If you like it don’t be shy, leave a request. In the requests on my page. Enjoy <3333

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Yawning, your locker slams shut. You jump at the sudden action, drowsiness present in your form. He towered over you. Looking down at you as if you’re a lesser being than him. You stared back at him. Silently having a staring contest until you gave in. Yawning once again, you lean against the locker. “Yes?” You grip onto your books as they slowly slip out of your hands. He only looks you up and down. Hitting your books with little effort nearly knocking them out your hand and poking you with minimal force. “I’m tired. I was up all night.” You rub your watery eyes. He walked away from you. Maybe onto his next class but it was beyond you as the bell rang to continue your tiring school day. 

You sat in your usual choice of seats. In the back, you’ve been doing this since the first few weeks of school. The words coming out of the teachers mouth was equivalent to gibberish. You didn’t understand and didn’t want to understand. Sleep was taking over your body as your head met the comfortable school desk. And just like that you were back into dream world. How you ended up sleeping in class was an interesting reason. To think it’d be because of studying or something like that but no. It was because of dumb, never gonna happen fantasies. And with the last person you thought would be in your head in this type of way. How in the world did this happen? Funny story...

“You’re telling me. You have no feelings whatsoever. If he’s not sexually harassing you, they say it’s a sign he likes you.” You roll your eyes at her ridiculous accusations. In your mind, the day he likes you is the day pigs fly. “Mhm. That’s exactly what I’m telling you. He doesn’t utter a word to me. What makes you think he likes me.” You chuckle, hearing how crazy it sounds coming from your mouth. This goes on for days and days on end. Until you’re up at night, thinking if he really does like you. Making scenes and scenarios in your head about confessions, dates and other things.

 And most unexpectedly fantasies about his voice, if it would be deep and smooth or high and premature. It really stumped you. You heard rumors around the school about how his voice is deep and gravely like concrete. Whatever that means, but then again it’s just rumors. Could be true, could be false but only the one the rumor is about will know. On the flip side, his “friends” were noticing his actions towards you as well. It was sudden nonetheless but it was frequently that they would see him around you. He had one true friend. One he knew since the crayon stage. 

He’s the only one that he got comfortable enough around to speak and use his voice. Why is this? He was insecure about his voice. It wasn’t bad or anything but he thought it was super deep, so one day after puberty hit him he decided to stop talking and only talk around those he’s comfortable around. He wanted you to be one of those people. Oh, how it would overjoy him for you to be one of those people. He could talk for hours and hours on end if he had the right person. And in the back of his mind, you were his right person. Corny? Yes and he knew this so he kept to himself. Keeping it well hidden at that. 

The girls that hung around his “friends” hung around him too and he disliked it. These wasn’t his kind of people, they were cool and whatever but not his type of crowd. They started to pick at you while he turned a blind eye. Saying small remarks like “such a pick me girl” and “she came outside wearing that?” It was subtle at first but became more and more obvious. Even though he wouldn’t talk, his body language spoke volumes. With a stare he stopped them from picking at you but it only stopped momentarily. Given they saw how it riled him up and they thought it was hot in a way. Very weird I know. 

“Y/n.” What’s that noise? You thought. “Y/n L/n!” A pair of hands slam on your desk causing you to jump up. They could visibly see the tiredness in your face. “Y/n, go to I.S.S.” They demand. The class inserts cartoon like noises, while you pack up your belongs and make your way to the classroom. You huff as you close the door to your classroom. Sleepily walking to the I.S.S. classroom which is turning into a jog as the hall monitor cracks down on you. They follow you to I.S.S. and close the door behind you. You look at the basically empty classroom with barely anyone in it. 

Sitting down at one of the back desks, you take out a notebook and doodle. A few minutes pass by and a piece of paper slides its way onto your desk. You didn’t see where it came from so you opened it. “how’d a goodie two shoes end up in here?” You lip sync to yourself, now knowing who its from. There lay, the way too familiar bookbag. You sigh and crumple the paper in your hand, putting it in your backpack. Now going back to your doodling activities. This time a paper ball hit your head and landed in front of you. “stop crumpling up my note, idoit.” You roll your eyes and write under his words. 

“you spelled that wrong and I’ll keep crumpling it up if I want to.” You throw it into his lap. He sat at the desk, in front of you to the left. “I know I did, you autocorrect junkie. did you break a pencil or better yet fold a paper wrong.” He was messing with you. “shut up and stop throwing this back, you’re gonna get me in trouble.” You finally go back to your doodling. You feel a minor yet hard kick in your leg. You jerk up ready to place your fury upon the poor soul. He puts his hand up for you to stop then points to the teacher, she was pregnant and out cold. He throws the paper at your chest and turns back.

Frustratingly, you open and read it. “she’s not even paying attention. and you have nothing better to do.” The temptation to crumple this paper is unbearable. “LEAVE ME ALONE!!” You throw the paper at his head, turning your body to the right and continue your doodling. Now in peace, you realize what you’re doodling. It was a mini comic about confessing. Alertly looking around, you rip out the page and shove it into your bookbag. ‘I hope no one saw that.’ You breath out at the thought. You felt little hits at your head, again and again and again. It was slowly getting to you. 

‘can’t this be over already.’ You bury your head into your arms. A soft tap is placed upon your right shoulder. Lifting up your head, an unbothered female rests the note on your desk. You’ve seen her before around the school, she was pretty antisocial as far as you knew. “Those group of girls in the front are staring at you.” At the last word, you lift up the note a bit to get the girls in your eye range. Placing the note on your desk, you reply. “nice to know...you wouldn’t happen to know why. would you?” You drop it on her desk. He stopped throwing paper at you. 

Unfolding her note. “because of your friend. watch out for them, they’re not so...friendly.” You glance at the women again, this time they notice you. “he’s not my friend. but thanks for the heads up. I’m y/n. what’s your name? I’ve seen you around before.” As you pass her the note, he gently places a note on your desk. “This is alot of note passing.” You mutter to yourself. “look at the door, stupid.” Rolling your eyes, you look and see your best friend. A smile creeps it’s way onto your face. “What are you doing?” You lip sync to her. “Class is over come on it’s lunch.” She motions you to come out.

Shaking your head, you receive the note from the girl. “Vera.” You put the note in your pocket and look back to your best friend having a silent squabble with him. You motion for her to stop. The sound of the bell echoes in the class, awaking the teacher. Looking to the ground, a puddle of papers engulf your feet. Thinking fast, you move your backpack closer to the papers and shove them all in your bag. “Ok. I don’t feel like filling in a report so this time, I’ll cut you all lose. Out.” She motions to the door and she didn’t have to tell you twice. You dashed to the door, almost knocking your best friend out. 

Taking her wrist, you pull her to the cafeteria. Sitting her outside at your usual table, she sighs. “He’s annoying....” You slowly nod to her observation. “Just right for you.” She adds to her unfinished statement with a devilish smile. You slap your hand to your forehead and shake your head. She chuckles, leaving to get lunch for you and her. You pull out the papers from your bag. All were blank except for one. 

“This note is for the Idiot who finds it.  You Lack In the brain department. Just so you Know. It Even hurts mY brain to talk tO yoU. Even though I don’t talk.” 

This note made no since what so ever, some letters were written over as if he made a mistake. You put the confusing note in your pocket for later. Feeling the breeze, you close your eyes and relax. “What do you want with Arthur?” A girl in close contact, spits with a noticeable cruel attitude. You open your eyes and they land on the same girls that were in I.S.S. They stare at you intensely. Causing you to answer. “Nothing.” You awkwardly say, playing with a piece of paper. She snatches the piece of paper from you. “Like hell! You’re ugly. He doesn’t like you and would never like you.” 

They encourage her hateful words. “Honestly, she’s the bottom of the barrel.” They begin to cackle at the ‘not so insulting’ insult. It was insulting but not so much for you to go crying to your mommy. Taking their leave. “And him being with you would be the top of the barrel. Wouldn’t it?” A snarky remark leaving your mouth, loud enough for them to hear. “What did you just say?” She turns her head, doll like. Reminding you of Annabelle. “I said, And him being with you would be the top of the barrel. Wouldn’t it?” You repeat yourself but speak slower so it can sink in. 

“Can we help you?” Quinn says, placing the food on the table and standing by you with her knee on the seat. “Listen here, skank. He doesn’t want you.” You roll your eyes at her. “Yeah, I can tell. I’m not interested in him. You can knock yourself out. Metaphorically.” You sigh and take a water from the tray. She gets visibly more frustrated and mad at your unbothered state. Scoffing loudly, she leaves you alone. Glancing at the surroundings, people were gathering around you. They soon realized it was just a disagreement and go back to their business. Quinn was very surprised at how you handled the situation.

Surprised that you even responded to her. “I’ll beat her up.” You chuckle at your best friend. “Words can’t hurt me.” You breathy huff and lean your head in your palm. Secretly staring at her approaching him, smothering him. ‘He looks so uncomfortable.’ You stop staring at her and look at him. He catches your eye and you revert your eyes back to Quinn. She was staring at you the whole time. “I’m not interested in him, she says.” She mocks you, even adding her own commentary. The end of the day came pretty quickly. The halls were practically empty as you went to your locker for the rest of your stuff. 

“I just had to get held back by that teacher. Wasn’t I.S.S enough for them?” You say to yourself as you put your stuff in your backpack. The click of your lock, set about some rapid footsteps coming towards you. You looked and two people grabbed you by the arms. “Let go of me!” You yelled in her face. She laughs wickedly as you get dragged into the bathroom. They striped you of your bookbag and threw you into the stall doors. Your back hit harder than it sounded. As they started to beat you up, you reached into your pocket and pull out your taser, tasing someone in the ankle. 

They dropped down to the ground and this was your chance. Hurriedly crawling to the bathroom door, you push it open. At that moment, you got away. A tight grip is placed upon your ankles with all your might you hold onto the door frame and scream to the top of your lungs. All the while, one of them were pulling your ankles with all their might. Your hands gave in as soon as another pair of palms gripped onto your ankles. Your screams echoed from the bathroom for a moment until an inhuman slam came across the door. Silence filled the restroom, you laid on the floor bruised up and lightly bloody as they stopped their movements to the new person. 

Hearing yelps of surprise, soon enough you were being lift up bridal style in strong arms. Your left eye refusing to open, you stared at him with your right. A heavy sigh of relief, left your lips as you leaned into him a little closer than before. The far too familiar sound of cheap paper crumping fills your ears as he sets you down on the nurses table. The nurse wasn’t there but the door was unlocked. He got some band-aids and alcohol. Sitting on a chair next to the table, he patched you up best he could. You avoided eye contact with him at all costs. “This is awkward.” His voice shook you to your core. Though you were already shaking from the recent events. 

“y-yeah.” Voice low and sore from screaming. He finished, putting all the stuff back, placing a ice pack to a huge bruise on your leg and giving you another for your eye. You stayed quiet for the most part, but you reached into your pocket and held out the crumbled note to him. He looked to you and took it. Leaving the ice pack on your leg, he unfolded it and immediately saw your writing on the bottom. “I like you too.” He lip synced your neatly written words. Shoving the note into his pocket, he gazed into your eyes with hopefulness. “can we leave?” You state, feeling like someone is watching you. He offered you a ride home which you gladly took, having already missed the public bus. 

You both talked the whole ride. Getting used to his voice. He took you to get some food. Throughout the ride, you both established that you’ll keep this relationship on the down low. Arriving at your home, you invited him in but he politely declined. “I’ll see you in the morning?” You leaned in the window and nodded with a smile. “Bye.” You flash one last smile before turning and walking to your front door. Putting in the passcode and entering the house. Walking into the kitchen you but your fast food bag on the island and took a sip of your drink as you dialed a frequent number. “Quinn. You will not believe what just happened.”

[jessiebanethedragon]

The clones according to my mum

so I found photos of all the bois and asked my lovely mum to tell me about them...  she’s never seen the Clone wars and only knows about it from what she’s heard me say

Rex: 

 The only blonde I think. 

He is your fav

“he’s the one thats ur husband”

Good leader. Tough but kind. 

Cuteness: 80%   

Cody: 

“Oooh that one has a scar.” 

Fives???

Crosshair???

Is an angry man 

Maybe a resting b*tch face

“I like his brooding face” 

Cuteness: 85%

Wolffe:

“I know i should know this one because of his missing eye”

“You talk about him alot…” 

“I like him more than I like Cody.”

Crosshair???

Cuteness: 90% 

Kix: 

Why tattoos? Why no hair??

Fives???

Nice mouth. 

Name: drax (like from marvel? yeh.) 

Looks like he is suspicious of everyone

Jesse:

“Oooh he's got a blue shoulder thingy like Rex!” 

Brooding. 

“Brooding is good.” 

Not too sure about the tattoo 

Cuteness 85%

Hardcase:

Wide mouth 

Looks smart 

asks good questions 

Looks like Jason Statham 

Me: that's Hardcase. Her: he doesn't look like a Hardcase

Dogma: 

“Well if anyones a Hardcase it’s this guy!” 

Super resting b*tch face

In charge 

Thinks Anakin is too reckless. 

Fives:

“It’s like I should know who this is...omg is this fives???” 

So brave

Just wants to do his job and get home 

Nice hair poof.

Cuteness 85%

Tup: 

Looks super sad

So sad 

Slicked back hair, ponytail??

Seen too much 

87% (extra 2% bc he’s sad) 

Needs cuddles

Heavy: 

“Omg”

Very intimidating 

Has big wein armour 

Nice eyebrows

Looks like Thomas Shelby 

Waxer: 

“Omg he looks sad as well!” 

Very kind and nurturing 

Rescues the little one?

So caring. “I like him.” 

Cuteness: 88% (also gets cuddles)

Boil:

“Did he help rescue too???”

Little side burns awww

Not sad, just worried 

His name is Colin 

Cuteness 90% 

Echo: 

“Wow”

“The handprint is significant because it's his friends hand.” 

Very serious and determined 

Nice hair 

Flirty but hides it

Cuteness: the sev snape of clone wars (very cute)

Echo (after techno union):

“Is that Techy??”  “mum NO”

Someone was very mean to him 

They put things on his brain 

Needs lots of love. 

Big Puppy eyes 

Me: “what if i told you this was…” scrolls up to pic of echo* 

*gasp* “NO!!! Is it???? What did they do??? (i explain) Disgusting, i’m disgusted. My Poor baby!!!”

 Crosshair: 

Oooooh

IS HE CROSSHAIR????

Eye tat

One of the favs

needs a better hairstyle tbh 

Cuteness: 79% but 80+  if they hadn't done him dirty with the hair

Tech: 

This is the tech dude

A university boy

Good sense of humour 

83% cute

Keeli: 

“Ohhh who’s that???”

Is a pretty boy 

Nice eyes 

Who is this???

Nice eyelashes 

Does Not need pickup lines. Too suave

Soft teddy bear boy

Cuteness:  100%

Hunter: 

Rambo. This Is rambo. 

Sly stallone. 

Looks like he'd be a fun guy

Long hair (eh idk if i like it)

Smart 

Lots of muscles 

Good runner because he’s carrying a big backpack

Wrecker: 

Looks batsh*t crazy but like in a good way

Does he hang out with crosshair?

Me: “he’s enhanced. How do you think he’s enhanced”

Her: “enhanced sense of humour.” 

[cybertronian-cupid]

I'm feeling really uneasy having to spend the holiday season with my family, so, if that's not a problem, could I request some fluff with TFP decepticons? Like,, comforting their s/o, making sure they feel safe and happy?

You didn't specify which ones you'd like best, so *rubs back of neck* what happened was a bit of a fluff surprise story. Hopefully it makes you smile Anon, and makes the holidays atleast a little more bearable.

*squints* though I think we should have the comfort styles of the Cons written somewhere... Keep an eye out, they'll be posted as soon as they get pieced together in some semblance of sense. ~Gregoria🏩

We hope you like it, Anon, and we hope this holiday season treats you well. You deserve nothing but happiness~Mila 💟

Holiday Surprise Fluff: Poly!Reader x TFP Decepticons (sfw)

(Yes. All of them. That includes the troops.)

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Being partners with Steve had its perks. Sure, there were some drawbacks as well, but considering how close all Vehicons were, that just meant the human suddenly had a whole lot of love and support, when one of these aliens decided to zoom into their life.

And well, when Breakdown met them and saw just how close the other guys are with them, and how nice they are treated by this fleshie, who's to blame the poor mech for falling for them too?

Knockout flirted with them once, and caught feelings when they laughed and flirted right back at him.

The rest of the ship caught feelings for the little organic faster than the cosmic rust, with the High Command being the most confused and vary over trying to express their feelings about it.

After all, their human isn't just a partner of one Steve.

They are a partner of all Steves, and soon of the Insecticon troops as well, with officers falling prey to their charms one after the other. In a sense, they have the whole ship wrapped around their tiny fingers, and soon they earn the affection of the Communications officer, Second in command and the Lord of Decepticons as well.

With ALOT of compromising and weekly reminders amongst the top three, that their human loves everyone aboard the Nemesis. The whole Nemesis.

How they manage that, remains a mystery to everyone aboard and yet, the morale has never been higher, so who is going to look a gift horse in the mouth? Noone, that's who.

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Steve drives them through the groundbridge straight into the command center.

Sondwave greets them with a merry tune, Lazerbeak chirping happily as they are swooped up into familiar well maintained servos.

"Here you are, " Knockout kisses their face all over, before glaring at Steve. "If I remember correctly, today was MY turn to pick OUR lovely fleshie up"

"But you just did sir," Steve answers prompting a groan out of Knockout, before rushing off towards the barracks laughing.

"So, what ARE you guys planning?"

"We can't tell you just yet," Dreadwing smiles at them. Skyquake is leaning against his twin, nodding.

"It would ruin the surprise."

They pout and look at the ceiling.

"Not even an itsy-bitsy clue? Come onnnn, you guys have been driving me crazy for long enough."

Airachnid giggles, skittering off her perch and extending a welcoming servo for them to step on. She holds them close to her spark, heels clicking as she walks.

"Not even that. Orders from the Second in Command."

"I thought you were ALSO Second in command."

"Who isn't at this point," Shockwave points out when the femme places them in his servo, pressing a quick kiss before dragging the two warriors with her, off to who-knows-where. Being carried and placed from servo to servo was a thing that took some time to get used to, and yet, they are always handled with such care and love they can't really stay mad at their partners for too long.

They gaze up into the red optic staring at them.

"Shockyyyyy,"

"No,"

"Shockerrrrs,"

"The answer is still no," his voice is firm and unyielding, but his finials are wiggling in amusement.

Whatever the others are preparing is clearly going to be good.

"Come on, can't you just tell me? " they try again, genuine laughter from the Warlord snapping their attention to the entrance. Disappointment setting in when he is not actually standing there.

>>Patience, little one,<< the recording echoes from Soundwave, who steps through the groundbridge a moment later, with parting words of

"And enjoy the show."

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And what a show it was. Almost an hour of all fliers, spinning and looping around each other, acrobatics of transforming mid-flight to blow them a kiss, before transforming again and resuming what has clearly been practiced time and time again with how perfect their forms were.

They couldn't look away even if they tried, each segment of them all dancing in the air grander than the last, topped off by Predaking creating rings of fire for them all to fly through.

It was a spectacle of the kind they have never seen.

Their excitement has them almost jumping in place when all commanders return to the bridge, optics twinkling with glee at their s/o and their clear enjoyment and pride.

"That was just the start," Starscream smirks knowingly, with Breakdown presenting them with a thick coat.

"Just wait till you see what our Liege has in store for you,".

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They honestly expected a gladiator match. Hardshell, Dreadwing and Skyquake against Megatron and Soundwave. Or perhaps some sort of a firing range, or anything that would indicate a show of strength, or precision and cunning. They wouldn't be surprised if the Warlord somehow decided to do it all inside of an ice cave just for the extra challenge.

They didn't expect to be taken to one of the empty mines.

They did not expect there to be decorations put up, a mix of what they know to be Cybertronian designs with different Earth influences mixing into them all and still looking stunning in their own way.

And they did not expect every grounder of the Nemesis to be present.

"What is all this?" they ask, their eyes roaming over everyone. Their frames polished, their engines humming in sync, as they all break into a song.

A song about them.

They caught a glimpse of the title one night, when Megatron forgot to put that particular datapad away.

"Oh it's nothing," he waved their question off, settling them down in their bed above his berth.

"Megs, what are you planning?"

His grin and a tilt of his helm had them laughing, the expression on their face earning them a chuckle of his own, and yet no answer beyond the teasing "You'll see".

Any questions directed at others about what they think could be in the works, were met with the same grin and chuckles of "You'll see, it's a surprise."

Arms wrap around them from behind.

"Happy holidays," Steve says, nuzzling his helm against their head.

"Care for a dance?"

Dating Steve had many perks. Dating the whole Nemesis, has around a million more. And they have all night to count them all, as they dance and laugh with their wretched, evil, horrible, no good Decepticons.

At a house somewhere on the planet, there stands a very, very irked Makeshift, currently tangled in strings of lights, reminding himself that he is a vital part of the operation "Our Human Will Have The Best Holiday Celebration". He's been bossed around this way and that, without much rhyme or reason for a week now, and at this point, he would much prefer to listen to a certain Seeker screaming his voicebox raw, than to be listening to yet another round of 'All I want for Christmas'.

He will have someones spark if he isn't the one that gets to cuddle with The Spark of Nemesis for at least a week after his mission is complete. He knows those will be well deserved after the madness he's being put through.

[pumpumdemsugah]

I feel like some femininity youtubers have some interesting things to say esp. framing femininity, mahogany pink and even sometimes Chloe when she evaluates men, but its kind of purely entertainment. Like in a broken clock way they are so close but so far away. I followed Chloe’s private insta out of curiosity and the discussions are interesting in there. I feel like since feminism and women’s rights are still young a lot of women are confused about what they want and need and its like they think it goes against feminism to expect love from men or to date them at all so they created this separate thing that echos that women actually deserve good things, but at the price of makeup and developing body dysmorphia :/

Mahogany Pink seems like she's actually picked up a book and read some basic feminism and doesn't seem anti-feminist either. She's one of the view that from what I've seen, I can respect her. I've watched some of her videos and she quotes stats etc and doesn't act like Black women are mad in the head

Idk who Chloe is and I probably won't bother to lol

The problem with alot of femininity YouTubers is they don't realise the parts of what they think that is worth shit is idea whole sale lifted from feminist analysis. These women don't read shit and they think they invented advocating more of women

Like when they were accusing For Harriet of being masculine purely cause she had videos of herself not made-up and the idiocy of the these women thinking they were the first Black women to ever speak about how Black women are treated . These women are about as deep as puddle and are completely disinterested in anything that causes thought. I never use to have such a negative view of them but most of them straight up behave like trolls and bully women that aren't taken with their ideas. They think it's either them or you want to be a poor baby mamma and that's it. Women have no other choices and Black women live no other types of lives. They confuse wealth with femininity and masculinise poor women and working class woman shit.

They're pushing the idea that Black women ARE masculine and it is something we need to correct and not a racist stereotype. They put white women on a pedestal when the average white woman can be just as vulgar and crass as anyone else.

The videos For Harriet made on them are so accurate

Most of them are literally just entertainment channels now like you said.

[samarecharm]

😒🚪💭 for Morgana?

😒 Disgust

A Serious Answer is that Morgana loathes fake people; people who arent upfront with how they feel and how they act makes the fur on his back stand up. Its RUDE! Its deceiving! How can you lie to someones face! Morgana has a mildly swinging moral compass; he understands WHY someone would Have to fake niceties to achieve an end goal, and later, when observing Akira, understands that there are people who are Afraid of the consequences of coming off as anything resembling their true nature. But he can sniff out someone performing bc theyre needlessly cruel and someone performing bc they feel like they Have to. Its the main reason he gets Bad Vibes about Goro when they first meet; NOW they have a solid okay relationship (‘by god i WILL knock down these walls; u WILL show me respect!!’) but at jump, Morgana was not feeling the awful energy Goro was putting out.

A cute answer tho is that he hates PDAs when it doesnt include him. So unfortunatey he suffers from Youngest Sibling Disorder; kisses are HORRIBLE unless they are from Cute Ladies and Akira. Hugs are ALSO horrible unless theyre from Cute Ladies and Akira. The amount of times hes seen Akira or Ann kiss another thief on the cheek is just UNACCEPTABLE its AWFUL and UNNECESSARY and his poor Little Brother eyes are burning in their sockets.

🚪Up All Night

Theres a 50/50 shot of Morgana going to sleep at the same time Akira does. He spends alot of his time w Akira at school simply asleep during classes, and sleeping in the bag as they go home, which means Morgana is up all night doing cat things. MOST nights, hes simply patrolling the area; he is Compelled to make sure his space is Safe. After Futaba joins the group, he makes it a habit of checkin in on her and keeping her company because he Knows she is Also up all night keeping herself busy.

Other nights, hes up keeping Akira company. Akira is a surprisingly heavy sleeper; quick to fall to sleep and difficult to rouse. But over time he notices that Akira has more and more issues with sleeping soundly; he mumbles in his sleep and weakly grabs and pushes at imaginary threats. His face is screwed up in discontent; troubled with Something plaguing his dreams. There are some worrying days where Akira will have his eyes open staring at nothing in particular, yet refusing to respond to Morgana when spoken to. So for all of these nights, instead of patrolling, he stays with Akira, right on his chest or right beside his head. Purring or kneading or what have you; making himself Present enough that he makes it through the thick fog of sleep to quell whatever is agitating him. It LITERALLY works everytime, and Morgana has no idea as to Why it works everytime, but Akira wakes up gently petting Morgana, a hard to read expression on his face.

💭Daydream

He doesnt daydream hes got shit to do ! Kitty things. Thief things. Ann things. Hes a very busy man and cat; if not him, who ELSE will take up the mantle of being Incredibly Handsome and Incredibly Smart? But he does have his moments. Akiras studying, or making tools on his own, and he catches glimpses of Morgana staring at nothing in particular. Its not worrying; its never worrying, it just makes him think. Whats going on in that kitty brain...to which Morgana will squawk indignantly; how rude! A kitty brain… but he is Thinkin. About a room with bars, deep blue hues and rattling chains; a creature so much larger than him; so overwhelmingly Massive speaking in tones and Words he doesnt understand. He dreams of the metaverse everyday, but he daydreams about creation. And with every successful infiltration and every new floor discovered, the lights and sounds and echoes of mementos gets clearer and clearer.

[pinro]

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°•A BREAK FROM IT ALL•°

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Characters used: Floyd leech, Jade leech

Reader: gender-neutral Mc! (They/them)

Scenario: getting a rest from Nrc shenanigans

Word count: 1,658

Writer's note: I always thought it was alot to take in for someone who came from earth and now needs compromise to survive don't you think?

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-Ramshackle dorm (your room)-

Feeling sluggish after waking up, you decided to get off of the bed.Grim didn't seem like he had any plans to open his eyes ;it was early after all. You check the mirror before anything; there's nothing that's planning on appearing nonetheless you decided to check just in case; occasionally ,random things appeared from that specific mirror, from 'dreams' about The great seven statues , and then there was this 'person' (rather a hallucination) called Mickey.

-Hallway-

A Lot of things have happened since you started attending this school as a student ..then a prefect. Sigh ,you just wanted a break from it all, it all feels surreal. Making your way out of your room , you didn't encounter the ghosts , you wonder what they are up to whenever they don't spend their time in Ramshackle dorm. 'what do ghosts do in their free time ?' You decided to ignore that question for now.

As you made your way down the steps, you cross by a crack on the wall, it takes you back to the time Ace had a fight with Grim in the middle of the hallway. Literally. Grim collided against the wall and the wall , being fragile, cracked easily. You tried to repair it with glue you've borrowed but it only seemed to get worse. 

- Lounge -

You made your way to the kitchen, you were feeling a little thirsty , you would love nothing more than something refreshing. You opened the fridge with blinded expectations just to be shot with the cruel reality. Oh right. Food and what not in this dorm is nothing but a distant dream. You saw some canned tuna at the corner , but you don't think Grim would give you the end of it once he wakes up. "Guess i will go for a walk".

- Entrance -

"He doesn't seem to be around…" you pouted as you looked around for your friend 'Tsunotaro' ,or well what he goes by , you liked the nickname you assigned him to; you believed it fit him and it helped with familiarity around each other rather than being formal; He calls you 'child of man' instead of your actual name as well. The friendship is already blooming well if you're already assigning cute nicknames to each other! 

Staring off to the distance you started to feel rather lonesome; usually Ace and Deuce would come around your dorm to hang out; it's a 'little' noisy and a 'bit' troublesome but it's something you would put up with for their company; it can be fun and hectic sometimes. The peaceful atmosphere was just something you're not used to, in fact , you're surprised you're not up doing something to clean up after that headmaster. 

It's too early in the morning ; you wouldn't want to bother them just because you have nothing better to do, it just seemed unreasonable . You decided to think of something to do for the meantime to pass time.

You felt the breeze brush against your skin. With a sudden "ah!" You checked your uniform pocket "are they even open at this time?" You had an idea to visit Mostro Lounge for something to drink; although , you're not sure if your currency is close to what the menu has to offer. "In that case I will just order water" you concluded, placing back your pocket money. 

Water wouldn't be expensive, right?

- Main street -

Making your way to the Lounge , you could hear the leaves bustling in the air , it wasn't the usual atmosphere you were used to in a place called 'Night Raven College'. You sped up with Journey Mostro Lounge. You felt like you needed to see someone right this instant. Anybody.

- Monstro Lounge -

Clank!!~

As you opened the door upon Mostro lounge , you were greeted by casual music that always played in the lounge , although a little quieter than usual.

  "Oya? Are we having a customer already?" Your eyes laid upon a figure polishing the glass cups. Once your eyes meet , Jade blinks before greeting you with a smile "oh it's just you prefect , we're still getting ready to open but please feel free to take a seat." , you felt a little embarrassed ; as in you felt like you weren't allowed here but went in anyways. "Ohhh!~" Floyd cooed as he got in from the staff-only door "someone is already here!~" his voice echoed in the lounge from how loud he was being, he walked up to you "hey there shrimpy!~ you decided to have fun with us?"he would lean on the table you're sitting at with a cheeky smile. Jade chuckled "Floyd it isn't like you to be up at this time of the day" he glanced at his brother curiously , even if he were up this early he would be on about messing around campus or at his dorm. "Mehh~! The school is empty at this time of the day , it's so boring! " Floyd would stick out his tongue in annoyance "so I decided to check on what you were up to~" .

"Ah is that so?" Jade would ask rhetorically. You watched as the two got caught up over a conversation. "Hey shrimpy! What are you doing here?" He would suddenly flash you a question, "do you want me to take your order ?" Jade would offer "Hey i will do that! Stay right there!" Floyd would cut Jade off standing up from his spot. "I don't need to check the menu to know my demise-" you would mumble to yourself "I will just have water." you averted from your past words covering it with an awkward smile. Jade would chuckle "If you're in for something less of value you can check my secret menu~" he would look at you suggestively "Ehhhh! What about MY secret menu!!" He would snap at Jade "Check it out too shrimpy!" He would flip the menu for you.

 You awkwardly took the menu ….both of them have questionable titles..although they were for a good price. "How come it's so cheap?" You would shoot the two a suspicious glance, surely there's a catch there , Jade would place a hand on his chin "oh my~ it disheartens me for you to think that way of us, we wouldn't add anything unpleasant to the menu, isn't that right Floyd?" He would roughly attempt to hide his grin as he tilted his head towards Floyd ,"surely! Even if we did so, Azul will be on our fins about it! He's so annoying when he's nagging~" Floyd would pout thinking about the amount of times he had to put up with Azul's 'nagging' even if it was reasonable. Floyd was just not in that type of treatment. 

"Besides…" Jade would trail off "Both azul and my own brother have this uncertain hate for my well-taken-care-of- mushrooms...that they would want me to get rid of every trace of them...what a tragedy!" He would pretend to look wounded,"although they surely value much more ..don't you think it's better off to mend for them than just throw them off? " he would speak to you suggestively then avert his eyes shyly "that's why I decided to sneak in some mushroom recipes.." he would speak to himself. "As if!" Floyd would stick his tongue out in disgust "mushrooms are really nasty and it would only drive the customers away! How can you not understand that?" He would glare at his brother "oh please , aren't homemade ingredients convenient for Mostro lounge? That's what Azul said after all.." Jade would reply.

There..seems to be a commotion between the two ..you decided to break it off by picking a random recipe from the menu "i will have that please .." you would get in the middle of the two. Suddenly the twins became silent, until Floyd sighed leaning his body to the side "aghhh..wish people would pick somethin from my menu for once~" he sounded disappointed as he walked back to the counter, defeated. "Fufu~ i'm truly grateful for your selection prefect~ " whereas Jade sounded overjoyed ; does he want people to try his mushrooms that badly ? The two got to work.You decided to look at the lounge's tank as fish different in color and size swam by; it was oddly relaxing. 

As you glanced around the tank you noticed a large tail poking at the end of the tank ,you decided to walk up to it then place a hand on the tank. "Oh hey shrimpy!~" Floyd ,from inside the tank would jump at you causing you to take a step back from surprise "look! I'm a fish !! "He would twirl in front of you then laugh at your expression "hehe~ shrimpy looks cute all flustered~ ♡" "this is my payback for not choosing my special menu!" He would nag as he held the tank glass and twirled his eel tail. "I-i thought--" you were taken aback, you surely believed that you just saw Floyd head for the counter to get to work, how did he get there so fast?? Reflecting on your reaction ..it actually made you laugh a little. "Floyd. Didn't Azul say swimming in the tank during opening hours is prohibited ? You will terrorise the poor guests~" Jade would state from the other end of the lounge , with a tray at hand that held your dish. "Your order is ready, why don't you take a bite before it gets cold ?" Jade would call for you , and that was your cue to get back to your seat. 

"Ehhh!! Shrimpy come back!!" He sounded heartbroken, "fufu~ if you want to see them that badly why don't you get out of the tank?" Jade would suggest. "Don't wanna!!" Floyd folded his arms. You laughed along with Jade then processed to eat your food. It was ...refreshing.. this feeling ...it was comforting..

"So?~ Did you like the recipe I've prepared for you ? Then How about visiting the lounge more often, hm? " 

"We will be more than happy to play with shrimpy!~ so please tag along~" 

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Saved by the Devil (2/?) - Tommy Shelby

Summary: You work for Sabini now and life is manageable. Until one night when the Eden Club is turned upside down.

Paring: Tommy Shelby X fem!reader (not romantic..yet)

A/N: this chapter was alot of fun writing. Hope anyone who reads enjoys and has a good day. 

 You didn’t know which was worse being kept in an asylum against your will or working for Sabini. The day he put you in his car, you had thought the worse of the man. He questioned you thoroughly and you lied through your teeth the whole time. He was easier to read than Thomas Shelby. You could tell what he believed and didn’t which helped with whatever you needed to embellish and sell to the man. By the end of the car ride, he brought you to his club Eden. Aside from the workers who either cleaned or lounged in the back, it was empty.

“Stay here.” He commanded leaving you alone amongst strangers.

  And for 2 weeks, you stayed. The strangers soon becoming friends and acquaintances who would help feed you, cloth you, and shelter you. Nights when the Eden was officially open they allowed you to work as a waitress. Trinity, the first girl to befriend you, showed you the tricks and shortcuts around the place. Soon it was like you’ve always worked there. Until Sabini came back one morning.

“Your fathers dead.” He stated.

You wondered if Thomas Shelby had anything to do with that or coincidences were just in play.

“I’ll be honest with ya, I was gonna planning on telling him I had you. He would have wanted you alive or dead. It wouldn’t have mattered to me. Nothing against you sweetheart, its just business.”

 Your teeth grind together as you bite your tongue from saying something that would get you a bullet between the eyes.

 “But now that’s gone to shit now that your pops gone got himself killed. But now I gotta know what im gonna do with you.” He says eyeing you up and down.

 “What do you mean?” You ask, wary of his stares. 

 “Trinity tells me you handle yourself good around here,” He gestures to the club, “And I know you’ve done work for your old man. You can handle a weapon?”

 “Of course.” You say.

 “Then we’ll be in touch. Enjoy your job.” He smirks, sending shivers up your spine.

    The next year of your life was you working at the Eden club, serving and entertaining guest while dealing with people who were either drunk or high off their faces. Sometimes Sabini would need you accompany him to parties or meetings as his date. He would describe it as you being his second pair of eyes. And you would do your job as being distractingly beautiful (which was quite easy with the dresses he would send you to wear) while gathering information off allies and enemies, helping Sabini whenever the chance. It wasn’t like you had a choice in the matter. The guy was basically your boss. And you were learning to deal with him. Because most of the time he wasn’t all that bad. Except on nights when he wanted to celebrate getting blank out drunk and a bit handsy. He wouldn’t go any further than an unwanted touch on the shoulder or thigh. You feared the alcohol would make him braver but so far it hasn’t.

      Trinity and you grew closer over the year. Her being the only friend that would remain. The other growing jealous at the unwanted favoritism Sabini seemed to give you. Tonight he wasn’t here. And the Eden club was as full as ever. The band was playing its tenth loudest song in the row, not breaking a sweat. People dancing on the dance floors, snorting cocaine off of tables, making out in dark corners, and drinking like their livers could handle the poison. It was out of control. The guest yell at you from all different directions asking for all types of fucking drinks that no mind could handle.

        You bring a bottle of whiskey to one of the tables, you couldn’t remember if it was what they wanted or not. But it was not like the pair were paying attention. You could see the woman with her hand down the mans pants but the man’s sight was trained on something across the room. You rolled your eyes, ‘no man is ever satisfied’ you thought to yourself. And as you walked away you noticed another table of men staring in the exact same direction. You turn your head, searching for what you can only assume was a problem.

         It doesn’t take long for you to spot him. It would take years for to forget his face let alone those eyes. And though you hadn’t thought about him in a long time, he looked the exact same from when you both sat inside his car. He sat at table with two other men dressed similarly to him. The other two man drank and talked to each other while Thomas simply observed. He seemed to know that a bunch of eyes were all on him. You don’t know how long you were staring until his eyes meet yours. For the first time since last year he actually looks off guard for a moment. But he quickly reassess himself. You watch him as he walks up from the table heading towards you. The men watching and glaring at him don’t take their eyes off him.

“Funny seeing you here.” He says standing side by side to you. His back to the wall, eyes watching everything in front of him.

 “Were you hoping to piss off someone tonight?” You say, your filter always seeming to want to come off at the worst of time.

 “So you’ve noticed them too,” He mumbles, “What are you doing here?” He asks.

 “I work here.”

 “You know who owns this place-“

 “yes, Sabini.”

 He tilts his head to the side and furrows his brow. You shift your weight under his stare.

 “Its funny, for someone who longs for freedom you sure have a way of getting yourself trapped all the time.” He finally says drinking from his cup as if was nothing.

       A mix of hurt and anger heat up within you. You don’t meet his eyes as you try to find the words to speak. You can’t because there’s truth in his words. The silence is prolonged, you wonder why he even came to speak to you. You eye Alastair, the guy in charge when Sabini wasn’t around, heading to the table where Thomas’s friends sat. You see the men staring at the two of you looking angrier and angrier by the second.

“I think you should head back to your friends.” You walkaway before you hear what his reply.

He calls out your name but you keep going ready to busy yourself with some useless task. Trinity gives you a look as you come beside her polishing the glasses with her not saying a word. She liked to joke a lot about how much you liked to talk. Your head was almost empty with echoes of his damging words. Almost

  Were you just a bird more accustomed to a cage? You had always dreamed of travels and adventure. Love and family but it seems the path that you always end up on leads to none of that. It just leads to surviving. That’s not living.

BANG

  You flinch at the noise of the gunshot the rest of the club screaming and jumping down in fright. You see Alastair standing at the top of the stage with a double shotgun in hand. The whole club goes silent. All eyes go to where the commotion had started. Men bloody on the floor.  Thomas Shelby and his two allies standing tall.

 “Get out.” Alastair says holding his gun firmly to the men.

Trinity whispers in your ear, “They saw you talking to them.”

 “We came here not to make enemies no we came here to make new friends” Tommy says loudly. his friend with the mustache kicking the shit out of .some poor guy on the floor.

 You turn to Trinity, “It wasn’t anything serious.”

  “I don’t think it mattered. Those are the Peaky Blinders. And they just started a war in Sabini territory.”

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