#proffesor pain

[griddleharkbrainrot]

Sometimes I get sad about my disability and chronic pain but then I remember that they're caused by a groovy mutation and that Charles Xavier would think it's beautiful. And then I'm less sad (but still in pain cause chronic pain SUCKS ASS)

[ohlooh]

Fun fact: Caffeine makes your brain forget pain. If you're in pain and have a lot off caffeine you'll feel better. Until you're reminded of it and then it starts again. This works even when normal painkillers don't.

[shslbunnylover]

Can you please write a hurt/confort fic with reader x chessy It's just I'm currently stressing out about my last exams and just got yelled at my proffesor

★ ★ ★ Enough for her ★ ★ ★

Character: Chessy

Summary: Your professor decided to be a dick one day when you were already stressed about your finals, and you find comfort in your girlfriend.

Taglist; @inlovewithgreta @lilfartbox1

Trigger Warnings: Mentions of partying and drinking, yelling, the professor is a dick :(

Genre: Hurt/Comfort

Author's Note: Hey there, I'm so sorry you had to go through that, people suck. Keep going sweetheart ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🩷

Word Count: 2.21k

His words rang through your head like a pendulum, constantly returning back to your thoughts no matter how much you tried to push them away, and the harder you would try to push them back, the harder it came back to you.

*“Do you seriously think this works? Have you just been slacking off in my class??” Your professor exclaimed at you, his eyes widened beyond proportion and his teeth gritted.

“No sir, I just don't understand!” You attempted to reason with him, your chest tightening with every word you attempted to utter.

You felt your body shaking, tears welling in your eyes as the older man in front of you continued to scream and basically insult your entire existence.

“Well obviously! When you're slacking off and going out, you don't understand the material!” The old man scoffed.

“I don't go out, I spend most of my time studying! Especially with the upcoming finals!” You insisted, your hands shaking as they moved around, your mind unsure what to do with them at the moment.

“You seriously think I'm believing that?” He put his head in his hands before leaning back in his chair, putting some God knows how cancer causing chewing tobacco in his mouth.

“I don't expect you to, but it's the truth! I don't want to fail this!” You let a few tears out, your eyes beginning to hurt from not blinking in fear of showing this man just how much he affected you.

“Well you should've thought about that before!” He yells at you, slamming his hands on the desk.

You completely freeze, tears pouring downtime from your eyes and falling onto your cheeks and neck.

Your professor glares at you with fury, and you stand there in shock, you didn't know what you did. You were just trying to boost your grade, you hadn't been doing any of what he said you'd been doing.

What feels like minutes of silence pass, and you eventually grab your bag, running out of the room quicker than the thoughts running through your head.

You ran to your car, thanking God that the class you had been yelled at in was the final one of the day.

You cried to yourself, your hands clutching at the steering wheel as sobs left your lips. You cried out for something to help ease your pain as your hands shakily moved to start the car.

The drive was quick back to your home, and you couldn't be more grateful for it.

At least *something* could go right.*

You ran into the mansion where you and your girlfriend lived (and where you both worked), tears streaming down your face as you looked for any sense of your girlfriend being around any house.

“Chessy?” You called out, your chest tightening with every step you took, a large amount of tears flooding from your eyes as you did so.

The silence that came in reply took your cries only heightened your sense of anxiety. Your legs were shaking beyond comprehension, and your eyes were growing sore from crying so hard.

“CHESSY!” You screamed, able to cry your guts out due to Nick and his family being on some sort of day trip for the girls’ birthday.

Almost immediately you heard the footsteps of your beloved girlfriend running down the stairs, and you let out another cry but this time of relief.

“Y/N??” Chessy ran over to you, holding you up as you collapsed into her arms, letting all of your emotions out as you buried your face in the crook of her neck. “Y/N? What happened baby? Shhh…shhh…it's okay, I'm here…”

She tried her hardest to shush you, but your sobs wouldn't stop no matter how gentle she was being or what breathing methods she tried to use.

“He was so mean! I'm such a failure! I hate this class! I just wanted him to like me!!” You bawled, holding onto the older woman like an infant to her mama.

Chessy continued to try and shush you, gently guiding you up to your room and placing you on her lap as she sat on your bed, leaning against the headboard and bouncing you gently in her lap.

“Oh my sweet little thing…” Chessy cooed, kissing your forehead. “I need you to calm down for me, okay sweetheart?”

You cried out something unintelligible and nodded into the crook of her neck.

Chessy let out a soft hum of sadness at your inability to speak through the tears.

“Come on sweetheart, I need you to breathe with me…” She hushed you, exaggerating her breathing and pulling you out of her neck so you could see her movements.

You whined at the loss of your hiding spot, and you looked at her through blurry vision.

“Good girl…” Chessy smiled.

She then took an exaggerated deep breath.

“Follow me, baby,” She instructed, smiling as you followed along.

The praise you were receiving from the woman you adored had you blushing and wanting to follow her.

You nodded, taking a big deep breath and holding it before exhaling in sync with your girlfriend.

“L-Like that…?” You sniffled, your fists coming up to wipe the tears off your swollen and red eyes.

“Yes, just like that, good girl,” Chessy smiled at you, kissing you right on the top of your nose. “Just keep following me, love, can you do that?”

“Mhm…” You nodded, sniffling at her as your breathing and your cries began to pacify.

You followed Chessy's breathing for around another two minutes, and once you had fully calmed down, your girlfriend picked you up and adjusted you two so you were both cuddling in your bed.

“Good job sweetheart, I'm so proud of you, good girl for calming down and following me,” She wiped your cheeks clear of any reminisce of your tears with the pads of her thumbs.

You smiled weakly at the gentleness your older girlfriend showed you, sighing in relief as the words Chessy was saying slowly but surely drowned out the words your dick of a professor had said.

“Thank you, Chess…” You mumbled, your eyes hooding from the exhaustion caused by the strain you had put on your face by crying so profusely.

“It's no problem, my dear,” She kissed you gently on the lips.

A moment of awkward but somehow comforting silence passes of her just holding you like a baby, doing everything she *knew* would make you feel better.

“Do you want to tell me what happened, Y/N/N?” Chessy asked, smiling at you with a gaze that made you melt just at the mere glance of it.

You sighed, nodding as you knew that somehow you had to get this event out of your system.

“Mhm…”

“Okay, I'm listening,” She rubbed her hand up and down your waist, placing soft kisses on your forehead, remaining silent to allow a space for you to vent peacefully.

“I just…” You shrugged, wiping your eyes as a few more tears escaped them.

“Go on…” She hummed, waiting for you to continue as she kissed the top of your head.

“My professor screamed at me…” You choked out. “I did what you told me to and I went to his office hours to help me during the final, and he started yelling at me and accusing me of being a slut that doesn't try in college!”

Chessy's eyes widened and her teeth gritted, making sure to keep her grip on you gentle despite how angry she was at what you had told her.

“He said…what?” She gritted her teeth, obviously pissed off at what your professor had done to you.

You nodded.

“I don't…I don't know why…he was so…he was so mean Chess!” You gripped at her shirt, sniffling and yawning a bit, the crying you had done having taken quite a lot of energy out of you.

“I know sweetheart, what he said wasn't true, he's a liar and you and I both know that,” Chessy kissed your cheek once again, her other hand holding onto your thigh and wrapping your leg around her own body.

“But…what if he is right?” You sniffled, your eyes threatening to well up once again with tears.

“He's not,” Your girlfriend replied sternly, her grip on your thigh tightening just a little.

“Then why doesn't he like me?” You asked as the tears glossed over your eyes.

“I don't know sweetheart, it's not your fault, you're amazing. There's nothing you can do,” Chessy sighed, her hand stroking your cheeks as if you were the most fragile thing to ever exist.

“But I tried-”

"I know," She frowned, looking at you with a frown. “Some people are just born to be hateful, and there isn't anything you can do about it. It's not your fault.”

You sighed, knowing that she was somewhat correct, but your stubborn brain still wasn't fully convinced yet.

“I don't know what I did, I sit near the front but not too close, I finish my work on time, I have an A in the class, I just wanted to understand this one question! That's all I wanted to do! I didn't need anything else! I just needed help with that one question! I just wanted to do well on the final!” You began to hyperventilate, the tears pouring out of your eyes once again.

“I know, shhhh…take a big deep breath for me Y/N/N, I need you to just try for me,” She shushed you, kissing your forehead to bring you back to reality.

“Fuck…” You snapped out of it, frowning at your lack of control over your emotions. “Sorry…”

“It's okay, I'm not mad, you're being so good for me right now baby,” Chessy stroked your hair.

You blushed, hiding yourself in the crook of her neck.

“You don't think I'm a stupid slut…right?” You asked, the words muffled but still audible.

Chessy was shocked at the question, and she shook her head.

“What? No! Not at all babygirl!” She gasped, shocked you'd even suggest such an outlandish thing. “Why would you even think that? You know I love you more than anything,”

You just shrugged in reply.

“I don't know, I just…” You trailed off, your eyes falling down your line of vision before you finally shut them, taking in Chessy's scent and touch with open arms.

“You just what, sweet girl?” The older woman asked, her hand tangling through your locs and scratching the base of your scalp softly with her manicured nails.

“I'm just afraid that you think that now that I know that my professor thinks that,” You explained, swallowing down the lump in your throat to keep yourself from crying for the millionth time that day.

“My darling…I need you to look at me, can you do that for me, please?” Chessy tilted her head, barely lifting your chin up with the hand that was once massaging your scalp.

You didn't protest, you loved looking at her beautiful face, and also you were too tired and upset to protest anyways.

“Y/N,” She began with your full first name instead of your nickname, which let you know she was being serious when she said this. “I love you so much. When I first laid eyes on you I didn't think I was even looking at something real. You were perfect then and you're perfect now. I'm so lucky to call you my partner, and there's no one else I would rather spend my life with than you. The way you light up a room whenever you walk into it, the way you get so focused when you're determined to do something and your nose gets all scrunched up. You're one of the most hardworking people I know, don't let some dick that doesn't know what he's doing change that opinion about yourself.”

You laid there in shock, your eyes having widened and your mouth slightly agape from just how romantic and reassuring her words were towards you.

“Chessy I…” You barely managed to spit out, before hugging her tightly as you cried once more, but this time out of happiness rather than anxiety and sadness.

“I love you, Y/N,” Chessy smiled against your soft skin, kissing your neck as you held her tightly.

“I love you too, more than anything,” You smiled, sniffling and eventually relaxing your grip.

You two laid together for a few minutes, until another yawn escaped your lips.

“Is someone sleepy?” Chessy hummed, tilting your head up. “You must be after all the crying you did,”

You nodded.

“Mhm…” You said, your drowsy tone evident as you spoke…”

“Okay, you go to sleep baby, I'll be right here,” She assured you.

And she told the truth, staying with you until you fell asleep.

Once she heard your soft snores, she adjusted your position on her lap as she sat up and grabbed the phone.

She checked a book on her nightstand that belonged to you (or mainly the college you borrowed it from), and she dialed a number.

She sighed as someone finally picked up, and, remaining quiet so she didn't disturb you, she began to speak.

“Hi, can I speak to the Dean? I have a complaint to file,”

If you enjoyed reading this, don't forget to like, reblog and comment! Thank you and you are loved <3

-Akira

[exammole]

Pokemon Indigo Disk postgame spoilers below

I finished Indigo Disk yesterday, and although I’ll probably be talking about my thoughts at a later date I just want to mention this here:

I remember a theory before the dlc’s release which was along the lines of “The proffesos’ machine isn’t a time machine, it’s a dream machine”. I forgot the specifics of it, but knowing now that Terapagos has the ability to send people through time is so funny with hindsight.

For the record, I well and truley believe the AI’s did go to the past or future and that they’re in some way happy. If they never did; it’d render the AI’s sacrifice meaningless, the proffesors neglect and effort gone to waste, and Arvens pain and trauma with no reason.

The story needs it to be a time machine because the story needed a payoff for all the setting up it had to lead to. You can’t just introduce and rewrite an entirely new concept into the story, especially one that the story relies on, and expect it to somehow enhance its meaning.

[tamales78]

Series: Teacher!Slenderman X OC!Reader

Chapter 5

Warning: Teacher X Student relationship, College Teacher & Student, Mention & use of drugs, smut 18+, reader is 21, Semi-Public Sex,

Summary: Amelia is used to being a straight-A student since middle school. Her English teacher Professor Slender grades her an F after discovering she used AI. How will she be able to keep her good grades? And have the English teacher do her favors?

"Shut up!" Slender groaned slamming into her clenching hole as he pressed her face to the drooled pillow.

"Keep on screaming and I'll stop. Will you stop being so loud?"

Amelia nods unable to form any words due to the intense pleasure that flooded her whole body and soul. Slender chuckles pulling her by the makeshift ponytail he had been holding onto her since she sucked him dry.

"Use your words, darling."

"Y-Yes-shit." She squeaked feeling him slam harder into her.

"Yes, who?"

"Yes, P-proffesor."

Slender nods pulling her face up at his, and smirks at her cock-drunk face. Before Amelia knew it he slowly let go of his strong hold on her hair.

“Should I let you finish? I don’t think I should after the little stunt you pulled,” He growled slamming harder, nearly making Amelia cry out in both pleasure and pain.

“I’m sorry!” She cried out feeling her peak.

“Do you mean it? Or do you just want to come?”

“Please! I promise I won’t talk back to you in class!”

Slender chuckles digging his fingers into her hips, and definitely leaving bruises. His pace quickened taking Amelia to a whole another level of pleasure she didn’t even know was capable of.

Her eyes rolled back in estacy making her professor chuckle darkly as he pinched her clit, and drawing a cry.

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“Next time respect me in class and maybe I won’t go too hard as I did,” Slender lectured Amelia as he buttoned his dress shirt, meanwhile she slipped back her panties.

“I don’t know I kind of liked how hard you went.”

Amelia giggles making Slender scoff as he turned around to smirk at her comment. Maybe he should go that hard again.

“Still want me to buy you that coffee?”

“Of course! You know I will never not accept that offer!”

Slender chuckles shaking his head as he tried to tie his tie.

“Need help?”

Slender shakes his head still attempting.

“Here,” Amelia jumped off her bed walking to her professor and pulling his tie.

“There’s a certain way I like it-“

“If I untied it then I can tie it back,” she smirked successfully tying it.

“How did you?-“

“I’m a quick learner, professor.”

Slender chuckles grabbing his coat as he turned to the window and see it was still raining outside. Amelia snuggled closer to him as she also enjoyed looking at the rain.

“How about I take you out to eat?” He asks putting his coat back on.

“You sure? What happens if someone sees us? Won’t you get in trouble?”

Slender shakes his head reassuring Amelia that they wouldn’t get caught. God, he loved how she worried about him.

“You choose the place,” She smiled softly giving him a peck on the cheek.

“Steak and wine it is.”

Slender grabs Amelia kissing her and almost fucked her when he pinned her to the wall.

“W-Wait! I need to change!”

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“You sure no one will notice us?” Amelia asked as she walked to their table while holding Slender’s arm.

“A broke college student wouldn’t bring anyone to a place where they have a VIP section,” Slender chuckles as there taken to their own booth.

“Yea, I know but what if somebody you know-“

“I have my ways,” He smirks helping her sit down.

“Plus, why did you think I asked for a table far away from everyone else?” Slender chuckles caressing her inner thigh.

“I never thought you would be this freaky, Professor.”

Amelia giggles caressing his hand as it traveled between her legs. However, at the sound of their waiter approaching he quickly pulled away drawing a whine from Amelia.

“Hi, my name is Eva and I’ll be your server for today,” the young woman smiles handing the both of them the menus.

“Do you have a drink in mind? Or do you wish for me to come later?”

“Bring us the Barolo Riserva Monofortino.”

“In glasses or bottle?”

“The whole bottle,” Slender nods waiting for the waitress to leave.

When she finally leaves his hand travels back to Amelia’s inner thigh. A soft quiet moan leaves her lips the moment he begins playing with her clit.

“H-Here?” She whimpers softly biting onto her bottom lip.

Slender nods looking at the menu as his fingers began scissoring Amelia.

“Look at the menu and try to not make it too obvious.”

Amelia nods taking the menu to hide her face and expressions. Slender chuckles humoring himself as she tried to hold back and hide how he was finger fucking her.

“You close?” He whispered biting her ear softly.

Amelia nods unable to form any words.

Slender chuckles pulling away before Amelia could reach her climax. However, he looked around making sure no one was near and went under the table.

“S-Slender!” She whisper shouted at feeling him rip her panties, before feeling him eat her out.

She held onto the expensive table cloth. Amelia opened her legs further wanting him to have more access.

“You okay, miss?” The waitress asked putting down the glasses, and bottle.

“Y-Yea, why do you a-ask?”

“You seem very red.”

“O-Oh, I’m just h-hot. That’s all,” Amelia fake smiles trying to hide the fact that she was being eaten out by her teacher .

“Are you ready to order? Or do you wish to wait till your partner comes back?”

“Wait!” Amelia nods as the waitress walked away confused.

“H-Hurry up,” Amelia whispered before finally meeting her peak. Slender crawled out licking her juices up, and wiped the remaing with a napkin.

“Just had to have a taste before drinking the wine,” he chuckled serving the both of the wine.

Moments later the waitress came to ask for their order, and after they ordered Amelia expected the rest of the date to go smoothly. However, as they waited she immediately noticed how close Slender had gotten to her.

By this point she was almost sitting on his lap, and was practically fondling her ass.

“Again?” She sighed as she felt Slender slowly raise her dress enough for him to have some access to her dripping core.

“Just keep an eye out,” he said kissing her cheek and unzipping his pants before pulling his cock out.

Amelia held her breath at feeling Slender enter her, and bit her lip as he slowly bounced her on his cock. A soft moan left her lips when he began kissing her neck and even kissing her lips.

“We need to hurry…” she whines grabbing onto his arm.

“Fuck-you look so damn gorgeous with this dress on,” he smiled kissing Amelia and looking up to make sure nobody was coming.

Thank god, he choose the booth farther away from everyone else.

However, the atmosphere immediately changed when the waitress came holding their food and yelped at seeing them fucking.

[teenverseofmarveltvshows]

Spider-Man/Peter Parker

Chronology of Peter's life in my AU

At first, things are going just like in TSSM, untill episode 10 of second season. After Peter took down Three Biggest Bosses of New York's crime, Nick Fury becomes interest in this outstanding youngster. As soon as Fury gets the real identity, he secretly contacts him, offering him to try to work for S.H.I.E.L.D. Peter is not sure, since the job must be dangerous, but after some logical thinking of pros and cons of this opportunity, he eventually agrees. (He can make some real money there)

Then, he meets his team or co-workers, Ava Ayala AKA White Tiger, Danny Rand AKA Iron Fist, Luke Cage AKA Power-Man and Sam Alexander AKA Nova. Since Peter of my AU is both USM and TSSM versions of Peter, he's much more cooperative and frienlier, however still keeps distance because after all he's still introverted person and he's fine with having only his 2 friends and 1 girldriend(Gwen, Harry and Liz). But unfortunately for Pete, Liz can't stand his double life and soon they break up. Not like anyone is heartbroken, but it still does affect Peter, because now he feels shitty for being a total mess that can't keep his life together.

His teammates notice that(they're studying with him just like in USM), so they stop tease him that much and gave him a break. Frightfull Four, unlike his team, didn't care about his hard time, so they didn't give him a break, but instead became a daily pain in the ass. They were so annoying, that it irritated whole S.H.I.E.L.D. team so much, that it made them to get to know each other more and finally became friends. Soon enough Peter's team gets so good at beating Frightfull Four, they finally catch them and bring them to justice.

That's when he meats X-Men, young mutants or just people that were lucky(or unlucky) to be born with powers. Peter shocked that it's possible, just like his team. They even more shocked that Fury KNEW about that and never told them! When they ask why, he just says: "Doing a little favor for Old Friend", and Old Friend in question is Wolverine, a Man that's even more grumpier than Fury. Peter is so excited to get to know these unique individuals, he asks for few days off and goes to Bayville, where he meats other X-Men. They quickly become friends and threw a party to celebrate that. Meanwhile Brotherhood is so pissed that X-Men have another add to their 'little' team, that they decide to ruin the party. And they're hella lucky, since Frightfull Four is here to get their revenge! Finally Brotherhood doesn't feel outmached. But uh-oh, Frightfull Four has their own plans and they're here only for Spider, while Brotherhood is here for X-Men. And since these guys aren't the best at communicating, soon they have fight with each other. X-Men and Spider-Man are confused by that, but not complaining.

Had fun, Peter? Time for pain, because Sinister SIx is out and now they're Sinister Seven. New technologies, new strategies, new members!(Sandman, Venom, Shocker - is out; Kraven, Mysterio, Scorpion - is in) The opportunity to say hi to old and new foes strikes Peter as soon as possible. The Fight is brutal, Peter wouldn't made it out alive if not his team. He thinks about what to do, Sinister Seven is out and they're extremely dangerous! So what's the plan now? Assemble new team! After that happens pretty much happens everything what happed in season 3 and half of season 4 of USM, except for there's no Iron-Spider(Amadeus Cho is Branch), X-Men and even Brotherhood that helped them to fight HYDRA.

After that, he becames extremely close to Web-Warriors, thanks to S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy. Wolverine jokes a bit about how Fury copies Proffesor X, but Fury isn't hiding the fact that he was inspired by Xavier's Academy for Youngsters. Sometimes they even have team-up lessons, that are really fun. And Meanwhile Pete enjoys his life, a new team was assembled by itself. Ms Marvel, Kid Arachnid and Nova start a new team - Champions, about which Peter was completely clueless untill it was finally full of members. "Wow, since when Sam and Miles are best pals?" - he asks himself outloud and then gets the answer from Sam: "Like...since Miles got here from his dimension?" "Oh yeahhhhh....yeahhh....I remember that"

Finally, the end of this chronology is same end of USM. Peter finishes his studies at S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy and becomes The Ultimate Spider-Man and a Teacher for new teenager heroes at S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy(even tho he's not even 21 yo yet)

That's all, yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyy 🎉🎉🎉🎉

[f1-disaster-bi]

Presentation anon here!

The presentation went really well, my proffesors seemed happy.

I love love LOVED the chapter. Little lando just taking the pain, Jon feeling bad but having to act worse. Jos being awful. MAX being the best protective brother.

I can not describe how happy you made me with the chapter. Sometimes you read a fic that makes you *feel* something, yours do that❤️

I TOLD YOU YOU'D KILL IT!

I'm so happy for you, and sending you the biggest hug! I know how anxiety inducing presentations can be! But look at you go!! Definetly treat yourself to a little break or something nice when you can this week to celebrate!

And thank you 🥺❤️

I'm glad my fics have that effect on you!! And that you liked the chapter!

Max is just the sweetest big brother to little Lando 🥺and I can't wait to show more of them in the next chapter and throughout the series!

I also can't wait to get to some of the funny bits with Max and Lando as brother but that will take some time

[geekordaus]

"The first to fall" Epilogue

Gandalf knew something was wrong the moment the sunny day was covered by dark storm clouds that didn't pour rain. He ran upstairs as quickly as he could, he needed to find Gem, but the door was closed.

He tried scratching the door. No response.

He tried meowing. No response

He tried- A thunder fell outside the tower, he turned his head to the window. A laugh returned his attention to the study's door. And a presence he hadn't felt in several years paralyzed him for a few seconds.

"Gem... what did you do?" He ran downstairs as soon as his body allowed him. He needed to find someone who could help Gem, and he had an idea of who he needed to find.

The Grimlands was receiving lighting strikes every minute or so, rain wasn't pouring out of the dark clouds, wind made walking on the streets almost imposible, so, what Fwhip just saw was...

"... peculiar." Fwhip said watching the cat that had just climbed his office window. "What are you doing here... Gandalf? Was that your name?"

The cat meowed.

"Alright, Gandalf. Aren't you suppose to be with Gem?"

The cat look in the direction of the Crystal Cliffs and meowed.

"Okay... is all of this related to her?"

Gandalf nodded.

"If you came all this way, I suppose you want me to go there, to check on her?"

The cat nodded again.

"Alright, I think I can do-" The door scretched open. Fwhip turned around.

Gem entered the room, and smiled seeing Fwhip "Fwhip, I have good news." She ran to hug him, but was stopped as Gandalf jumped between the two, and hissed at her. She crouched. "Gandalf? What... are you doing in here?"

"He appeared a few minutes ago here, and wanted me to go see you in the Cliffs. Gem, what happened?"

She turned her attention between the two. She focused on Fwhip first. "Just the most wonderful thing." She smiled. "I got rid of the locking sigil that kept my magic limited."

Gandalf backed away slowly from her, hissing.

Gem turned her attention back to the cat. "Gandalf? What's happening...? You seem like you are scared of... me?..." Her eyes widened as realization hit her. "Oh... I know what's happening." She stood up, and glared at the animal. "How could I been so blind... of course it's you." Poison filled her words.

Fwhip looked at her with some fear. "Gem?"

Gem raised her hand, Gandalf started floating. "This is proffesor Ahaen. The one that locked my dark magic away. The one that provoked the constant pain I have been feeling all these years. The one that made me believe I was a MONSTER." Her voice came out distorted, and her eyes shined red.

Fwhip got close to her, and placed a hand on her shoulder. She didn't flinched. "Gem...?" His voice trembled.

Gem turned her face to her brother, her eyes returned to normal, and Gandalf fell to the ground. "I finally opened my eyes again... my innate dark magic isn't a curse... is a blessing, that will allow me to change this world." Her eyes shined red again, and a devilish smile appeared on her face. "Xornoth showed me the future, and how beautifully dark it is, they-"

"Wait, Xornoth? The demon that Shrub has said destroyed her home?" He backed away a step or two.

Her smile dropped. "Fwhip...? Please don't tell me that you are scared of me now? Wasn't I not a monster for you?"

"I... Gem..." He sighed, and placed his hands on her shoulders. "I have always supported you, but I cannot let you get down a dark path, because even when that's the nature of your powers, I don't think that's your fate-"

Gem pulled away from his hands. Tears filled her eyes. "I thought that if anyone wouldn't turned their back on me, it would be you, Fwhip." A red shining symbol appeared on the floor, and a second after, Gem dissapeared.

The tears Fwhip had been holding, finally poured from his eyes.

[roxyco-deliverygirl]

OK that's my excuse to talk about it :3

So recently I saw a design for Mario as a Kamen Rider and I started thinking about how I would do pokemon as a kamen rider power system.

The basic system is a pokedex themed driver, you put a pokeball in to a slot on the front and pull a trigger to cause the pokeball to open, revealing a picture of the pokemon inside. After I figured out the basics, that's when I realised how well gen 1 would work.

Having the main character be based on the legendary trainer Red, it would make sense for him to start with Pikachu (the series mascot) and Charmander (a popular pokemon that matches his colour theme) it would also lead nicely to having Blue as a rival rider, someone related to a proffesor would be more experienced than Red and can act like a soft mentor to introduce Red (along with the audience) to the systems in place.

The big thing that I realised would work well with gen 1 is the progression of rider powers. A pretty common progression is: base form, upgraded base form, new stronger form, uncontrollable power, way to control the uncontrollable power, new even stronger form, final form that has all of the previous powers at once. Base form is obviously a starter pokemon and switching to other pokemon (like pikachu and charmander), an upgraded base form would be evolving the pokemon, pulling the trigger on the pokedex driver again would cause the picture to cycle (similar to the kachidoki lock seed from Gaim) in the show there would be an experience requirement so they have to fight the generic enemies before getting to evolve to fight the episodes major enemy. A new stronger form could either be trade evolution pokemon, so the riders open a pokeball with a pokemon like Machoke, then have a system to remove the pokeball and reopen it by swapping and opening the ball as Machamp. An uncontrollable form would work well with mega evolution, the pokedex says that mega evolution can be extremely painful, which then having a mega band attach to the driver separately and let the mega stone cycle images. A new stronger form would be an ultra ball with one of the legendary birds. And the final upgrade that has all the powers combined would be a master ball with Mew, a pokemon that has the dna of every pokemon.

There are absolutely ways to do different generations like having Arceus instead of Mew, but this works out in a pretty satisfying way.

(Also I'm not much of an illustrator but I might sketch out some of these designs at some point)

Do you ever try and design a pokemon thing and think "I don't want to put too much gen 1 stuff in it because there's like far too much of it and I want to look at other stuff" and then while you're designing it you realise that it would be so easy to focus on gen 1 stuff like so so much easier because

[griddleharkbrainrot]

I love movie Charles Xavier, but comic Charles should NOT have been allowed in charge of students. Anyway, I have a LOT of thoughts about Charles as a parent who is trying his best but he does not know how to raise a kid. So here are my thoughts on what was going through his mind when he made the decisions he did.

They put you in charge of children. There are so many of them with tiny little faces and impressionable little minds and it is your job to protect them. To teach them how to protect themselves. The world hates them, wants to crush them just for existing and it’s your job to be their shield until they can be their own sword. You are one man and there are so many of them. 

There used to be Erik. It was supposed to be the two of you together, him on the offensive while you protected the homefront. A team working together so that your kind could be safe, but Erik left and now it is just you. 

You do not know how to be a parent. When they come to you with skinned knees and hurt feelings, are you supposed to soothe their aches or teach them how to face them? Thinking back to your own parents, you only remember being tossed aside and told to deal with it. What are you supposed to do? You decide that the world will be cruel and so you should teach them how to face the pain head on and keep going. You decide it is time to teach them how to fight. Later they will tell you this is a mistake. Your children will never forgive you from turning from their father to their drill sergeant. This is the day you go from a family to an army joining the war. They are too young for this conflict.

Little Jean does not know how to deal with the voices in her head. There are so many and they ricochet and clash against her thoughts. Something in your heart aches for this young girl and the familiar pain but you do not have time to address it. You teach her how to build up the wall in her mind, how to block the others out. You tell her all you have learned of how others will distrust her for her power, how she must be careful so she is not hated. You do not notice the tears forming in her eyes or the little arms reaching out for a hug. You have already turned away to address the next crisis. There is only one of you and so many children.

You don’t know when Scott started calling you Proffesor instead of Dad. When he stopped coming to you with his nightmares and headaches. You tried everything you could to help him but it wasn’t enough. Children need reassurance, clear affection and love, something you’ve never really been able to express. How do you tell them that you are proud of all they have accomplished? You give Scott command of the team, trying to communicate how you believe he can do this, how strong he is. You do not see his shoulders droop as another responsibility rests on them. He is a child and he is a soldier and he must protect his people. He weilds himself like a shield not caring for his own safety in an attempt to make you proud. He does not know that you already are.

Erik has children now. Two little girls and a boy, all mutants. They follow him like ducklings, showing off for their father and squabbling with each other. You think fondly back to the days when your little ones would trail after your wheelchair, all clambering for your attention. When did they stop? Your children have grown from tiny breakable little things into battle hardened soldiers. The whole world looks to them as the face of mutant kind. They can not take a step out of line or mutants everywhere will face the consequences of humanity’s fickle temper. It was not supposed to be this way. They were supposed to be children and the adults would protect them. What changed?

You know what changed. Erik left and you broke. You do not know how to be a father, how to do this alone. You are a teacher and you have learned how to be a general, how to be a politician, wielding people like chess pieces in a greater game. But somewhere along the way you lost sight; for these are not pawns, they are your wards, your students, your sons and daughters. They return from their missions weary and injured, something in their spirits breaking. 

You were given children and raised soldiers. You are Charles Xavier: teacher, politician, activist, and general, but you have not earned the title of father.

[gabriel-emerson]

Female cast of  𝑮𝒂𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒍 ‘𝒔 𝑰𝒏𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒐.

[happyspringsunflower3]

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[crkimaginesandoneshots]

Your local simp is here, may I request a angst fic(no happy ending) where reader takes a bad hit in a fight and is crumbling in Espresso's arms? please take your time! drink water and stay safe :D

A bitter end

Characters- Reader and Expresso Cookie (Main focus), Milk Cookie, Tiger Lily Cookie

Pronouns- They/Them for reader, He/Him for Expresso and Milk Cookie, She/Her Tiger Lily Cookie

Theme- Angst

“Jump!!” Yells Tiger Lily Cookie as her Butter Tiger pounced on the Ginkgoblins ahead of the team, causing the critters to panic as the Tiger swipes at them, sending them flying off, What was supposed to be a quick mission to get some supplies has turned into a bigger chore thanks to a large number of Ginkgoblins, 

Those aren’t even the worse part, the fact that theres no one in the that can heal, since this was supposed to be a quick trip to get supplies that was supposed to take only a few minutes, but it has seem the Ginkgoblins decided to strike, 

“Escape this!” Shouts Expresso Cookie beside you as he once again fired his coffee magic at the enemies, you were the support of the team, buffing their attack and defence the best you can, but even with your buffs and Milk Cookie’s shield, the Goblins seem to continue their onslaught,

 “Too Many! Must Retreat!” Tiger Cookie yells as she held her spear forward, snarling at the goblins who merely cackle and taunt, “I agree!” Milk Cookie shouted ahead, “There is simply too many of them!”, You look ahead of you to see more goblins run towards you, there’s so many of them and your team is heavily bruised, you especially as a few goblins managed to get a lucky hit on you several times,

“Nonsense!” Expresso suddenly shouts as he fired yet another coffee magic ahead, “We are close to our destination, if we give up right now then we have sacrifaced the time we came to get here” Oh great not now, as you fired another buff, “Expresso, Now is not the time to get cocky here!! We have to retreat before we crumble!” You yell as you barely dodged a shot by a sniper,

 “Y/n-” He tries to say but you cut him off, “I said not now dammit! Lets get on Butter Tiger an-” And all you felt after that is a sharp pain, burning sensation on your chest and you falling and hitting the ground, “ Y/N!!!!!” Your teammates shouted, but it feels like a blur, all you can focus is the pain in your body that seems to get worse and worse by the second, 

You hear Goblins suddenly yell in pain before you felt arms hold your body and held it close, the scent of coffee was enough to tell who it was “You’re gonna be fine Y/n, Just hang it there!” Expresso cookie said as he climbed on butter tigers along with Milk and Tiger lily, “Run! Faster!” Tiger Lily yells in urgency as Butter tiger took off, 

“Heh, Told you we should have fled” You slurred, you can feel your body crumbling as your magic slowly begins to dim, “I said hang in there Y/n!! You will be fine!! Pure Vanilla will have you healed in no time so just hang in there!” Expresso yells, even tho you can really see it, you could feel his fear and dread in his yells, “Hey Expresso? Just promise me one thing alright”, “Y/N please no!! for the love of god just hang it there!!”

“Take care of yourself you dork, and... remember that it is sometimes ok to flee”

“Y/n!!!!”

“Love ya Expresso, take care of the others and your...self”

Your body crumbled, right infront of Expresso’s arms, he was able to feel your last breath until you no longer respond, for once, The proffesor has failed to do his calculations properly, if he had listened to you, you would still be here, The forest echoed the pained cry of the proffesor, as he held his beloved’s crumbled body close to his 

[chibichibisha]

If you think that’s bad lemme send you a question because tumblr is a thirsty hoe who keeps eating my asks. Anyways, what was their first kiss like? What kind of kisses do they like the most? Are they cuddlers? If so, what positions? If either has a nightmare or bad day for any reason, how would they comfort one another?- -ShipAnon

UGH TUMBLR USUALLY DOES THAT!! Thanks again for sending it again, my beloved ship anon <3

I think their first kiss was a very stupid one. I mean, I'm sure Ross would think that he would do stuff differently now that he likes Ace, but I can see he kissing Ace to annoy him when there wasn't any deep feeling there, or at least they weren't aware of it. I can see it happening when Ace was being smug and a little shit to Ross because he got grounded by the proffesors or is taking suplementary lessons, the same way Ace mocks Deuce, so it was a perfect opportunity to attack him back, for all the times Ross does it to him. But Ross, being in the bad mood he was, and not really having any arguments back this time, decided that the best way to piss Ace off and make him go away was by being the flirty jerk he is and kiss him. It was a mistake for both of them, because not only Ace didn't react how Ross was expecting, but he also got completly red and yelled at him more embarrassed than mad, like he took it more seriously than just a stupid thing coming from Rossain. Since then, Ross realized he loved the blushed expression on Ace (and that he liked him like that)

Once they kind of date, because it's not like they are the type that talk about that directly, they like surprise kisses. Rossain is very touchy and is used to a more showy attitude, just that this time is genuine. He usually attacks Ace when he is off guard because he likes how Ace complains about them, still believing Ross does it to annoy him (which is patly true). But Ace does not really get behind because he likes to be seen cool and he is able to make Ross's expression change and make that smug grin dissappear from him (though that just enables his mischivous side, tbh). Ross gives Ace a lot of cheek kisses, acting "cutesy" on purpose to be a pain, while Ace is more suggestive and gives them on the neck or his ears, because he usually gives them when he is being serious.

I don't think they are usually cuddlers tho. They are pretty independent most part of the time and even Rossain is much more of a cuddler with DeShawn when the first one is feeling bad or sad about anything, it's not a weird thing. But if it's a special ocassion or if it's cold and they are relacing together alone, they will cuddle for sure. Neither of them are the little or big spoon, they go with how they feel that time.

I also think that, if the situation is not critical, it's a bit hard to be sincere with each other. That doesn't mean they do not understand each other, they have their own language with second intentions and playful words where they know what they really want to say or how interpret them, but when there's really a rough time going on, Ace is always the one that notices and tries to talk straightly because he doesnt sugarcoat important things. If he is the one having it rough, he tries to act like it's nothing important until he gives up because Ross doesn't buy it. They have their own love expression, and they wouldn't be over romantic nor sweet, but they do not need that. Their comfort language is based in honestity and trying to be as sincere with each other as their pride allow them, the comfy feeling the other brings to them because they know they, deep down, won't judge anything. They just need a big hug, some kisses and then some more inside jokes between the two of them to bright the day of the other.

[noiamnotcrying]

Chapter 2 of the Remus and Nymphadora story:

When their first students graduate, they throw a secret party in the shack for their favorites. Drinks and cakes are awesome, music is the best but what makes it special is that those kids will be the first ones to start their own lives after the war. Those kids saw the pain, saw the healing process; heard the stories and cried for people they never met but now they will be Aurors who will be a part of the revolution, they will be professional Quidditch players and send them autographs; hell, some of them will be professors teaching with them. Those kids were born to a war but they also saw a victory, those kids saw the light and they will never let darkness win. Those kids saw their teachers struggling to heal and now they are in a party with colorful hairs just to make Tonks proud, and now there are birds, bears, rabbits made from light, from happiness; flying around just to make Remus proud.

Even after they graduate, even after years; they keep sending Lupins letter, every month. They send them tickets to their matches, they send them invitations to their wedding; they send them letters talking about their first borns and letters about the dramas in their jobs. They send them colorful chalks and chocolate boxes.

And later they will send their kids to their classes. Bunch of eleven years old will put the sorting hat on while Remus and Tonks think how much they remind them of their parents.

Time passes by, time always passes by quickly when you are doing the thing you love. Kids, they grow up so fast; especially the ones whose face looks like a duck sometimes. Time passes by and Teddy Lupin attends Hogwarts. Tonks places her bet on Hufflepuff, Remus places his bet on Gryffindor and they are both wrong. How did they look at this kid who once read an encyclopedia about shells in two days, and thought he was anything but a Ravenclaw?

In his first DADA lesson, he sleeps. "But dad, you can teach me this at home?" In his first Transfiguration lesson, he keeps changing his face and distracts everyone. "But mom, I am a metamorphmagus!" In his first herbology lesson, he looks at the greenhouse and thinks "yep, this is what I want to do for the rest of my life.".

-Proffesor Longbottom, can you teach me more about the pancratium maritimum?

In his first week he sets a book to fire. "I swear I didn't do anything, Madam Mcgonagall; it is my wand, it likes to create fire."

And in his first year, Ravenclaw comes last.

Time passes by quickly, especially when your kid is the trouble maker. Time passes by and Teds' second year in Hogwarts begins.

After his first DADA lesson, he walks into his father's office. "Dad, you are a great teacher but I am not interested in any of this." After his first Transfiguration lesson, he walks into his mother's office. "Mom, turning paper into a bird is impressive but not what I want to do.". After his first Herbology lesson, he walks into Neville's office. "Sir, can I spend my free time in the greenhouse?".

After his first week, he fills the Ravenclaw common room with flowerpots. "Flitwick sir, those are good for students' mental health."

After his second year in Hogwarts, he studies plants all summer long.

Time passes slowly, especially when your kid always talks about plants. Times passes slowly but it passes and Teds' third year in Hogwarts begins.

During the sorting ceremony, he sees a blonde girl who looks like an angel and this weird feeling fills his heart. During the sorting ceremony, the angel walks to the Ravenclaw table.

During his first DADA lesson, they study boggarts and his turns into the angel with tears. During his first DADA lesson, they learn the riddikullus charm and it turns his boggarts into him kissing the angel; because it is impossible, because him next to the perfection is funny.

During his first Transfiguration lesson, he tries to draw; he tries to draw for the first time in his life. He tries to draw the prettiest face he has ever seen.

During his first Herbology lesson; he forgets about the girl, he forgets about the girl for the first time this year. He forgets about the girl because he is around the most powerful magic, he is around nature.

During his first week; he gets the chance to meet the girl, in common room. "Victoire Weasley", the name he will never forget for the rest of his life. "Victoire Weasley", the second person who waters the pots.

During his third year in Hogwarts, he understands what the weird feeling mean. During his third year in Hogwarts, he falls in love.

Time passes by slowly, especially when your kid is in love, when your kid is in love just like James once was, when your kid is in love just like his mother is. Time passes slowly but it passes and Teds' fourth in Hogwarts begins.

Before his first DADA lesson; he sits by the lake with the girl she loves and learns her favorite color: yellow.

Before his first Transfiguration lesson; he draws, again. He draws sunflowers to give to the girl whose smile warms his heart.

Before his first Herbology lesson, he reads; at least he tries to read but it is almost impossible when Victorie is sitting next to him.

Before his first week in fourth year ends, Victorie hugs him, Victorie hugs him because he helped her find the right book.

And before his fourth year in Hogwarts ends, the angel becomes his angel; the angel becomes the one who he goes when he is sad because she always sings to him.

[the-last-millenial-disaster]

I read ur hc's about omen! its really good~ as for the hc where omen makes rounds to check on everyone, what if one day he finds that someone went missing (not like seriously, the missing agent was prob doing something stupid where they never are found,,,unless you wanna go the angst route-)?

Okay first of all, thank you for the ask! I really appreciate it.

(this might get too long and off topic but oh well here we go)  

I had a bit of a dilemma with this one at first, because who would Omen miss if he didn’t find them during his rounds? For who would he blink twice? I kind of imagine Omen as a middle aged man employed in some university teaching physics or something similar. The proffesor that would be cool if he wasn’t so mean. Before Kingdom of course. So I believe that he generally cares for everyone around him, but doesn’t show it in any way. So assuming he’s the oldest or second oldest of the V protocol he adopted the same mindset about the agents as he had for his students - they need someone to challenge and push them to the very best of their abilities.

So when one of the chaos children in the V protocol isn’t in the building at 00.30 in the morning, Omen stirrs

Worry is not a good word for it, because he doesn’t necesarrily care where they are, or what they’re doing

But he’s curious - he likes to be aware of where the agents are

He isn’t one to form attachments easily

But after his transformation, after he left his whole life behind, these people were the only family he had

If Brimstone is the dad, Omen is like, the uncle noone knows how to feel about

So of course he’d prefer if they live

But then, kingdom decides to roll in another agent, seemingly out of nowhere

Enter: Skye

Omen being the distrusting ball of darkness he is, doesn’t approach her, doesn’t talk to her, nothing. Just. Observing.

He’s totally one of those people who will burn holes in your back with searing stares and expect you to hear their thoughts

Hurt one of these idiots and I will annihilate you

(This probably isn’t what you had in mind for angst, but I couldn’t pass it up I’m sorry)

Imagine this:

Omen is doing his rounds as per usual going methodically trough each room from the bottom floor up

He sees Breach going off on his punching bag, checks if Raze’s workshop’s still standing, oversees the labs with Killjoy up to her elbows in everyone’s broken equipment and even says hi to Viper

It’s one of his good days

But then he nears Skye’s door

He almost passes them, but then...what the hell why not

So he quietly checks the room...and it’s empty

A few questions pop into his head

Where is she and what is she doing

He continues his way and clears the complex of Skye

Where could a complete newcomer go, on one of their first days in the base no less?

He doesn’t like this. At all.

After checking on the last storey, he quietly shroud steps on the roof

The place is calm, Sage’s garden giving it a cozy ambiance while still keeping the space fresh with hints of wilderness that strech across the west grounds of the HQ property

Omen likes to read there, or simply just come to desocialize

A faint but beautiful bird song echoes trough his head

But

Hold up

It’s a good hour past midnight

What bird is singing such sweet melodies in the dead of the night?

A quick flash reflecting in the dome catches his attention

He amost immediately spots the source

It’s gone as fast as it started, but he caught a whiff of red hair dissapearing into the bushes

There you are

And so it began

Skye heard Omen teleport to the edge of the forest and ever since then they’ve been playing a game of cat and mouse

Sometimes Omen hunts, other times Skye tracks

Skye finds Omen fascinating - one second she has his trail and the next she has to find it all over again

Things escalate to short conversations can you imagine

You might think they don’t have much in common, but you’d be wrong

They’re both trackers, hunters, and that exact fact is why Omen started trusting Skye to not stab him in the back

Noone else knows about Skye’s nightly wilderness escapades

It’s almost like playing tag - Omen doesn’t know but Skye is keeping score

As for a little bit softer route:

Omen is very aware of his surroundings

A big part of it is his teleport - he can’t do shit if he isn’t familliar with the layout of the land

But he also likes to keep tabs on people

That’s why he’s doing rounds - or at least that’s what he’s trying to convince himself

Most agents are in the common room that night, watching some sort of an action movie

Omen never understood what people have to gain from that, but what he did know is that this is Cypher’s sort of gig

But he doesn’t see him anywhere

So Omen promptly makes his way to his room, dodging the tripwires and ignoring the warning signs on the door

Cypher isn’t home

He checks the comms tower

...and Cypher isn’t over there either

Now he’s got Omen’s attention

He goes to the conference room and checks the logs - Cypher might have gone to a minor or more of a hush hush mission

But he doesn’t turn anything up

Where is he?

Since he’d literally rather parnoia himself than initiate a conversation he makes his way to the shooting range

Cypher is smart, he’s probably fine

...right?

Like most nights, Omen hovers around the base, trying to decide what to spend his time on

If it were a normal night, he’d be poring over some scientific article or simply stealing a historic novel from Sova’s collection

But he couldn’t stop thinking about Cypher

He still hasn’t come back

And so Omen finds himself patrolling from one entrance to another, and just when he’s about to actually go outside and track that idiot down, his target staggers trough the staff entrance

If he didn’t know better, Omen would’ve thought he was drunk

But the way Cypher clutches his side, drags his leg and silently curses in arabic tells him that he’s injured. Badly.

Cypher doesn’t spot Omen

Instead, he limps over to the elevator, leaning heavily against the wall the entire time

He punches a button and sighs in relief when the doors open immediately

Since his little ‘walk’ wasn’t in the books, Omen assumes he’s not going to the med bay

He can practically feel Cypher’s pain and anguish from the rising elevator

If you won’t get yourself help, I will

Omen first makes sure that Cypher managed to get his sorry ass back to his room without collapsing

Then he straight up ults to med bay, scaring the crap out of the on-call physician

He goes to the only doctor that doesn’t ask many questions and directs him toward Cypher’s room

The medic’s intervention saved Cypher’s life

And he never found out how the doctor knew to come and treat him

Whenever he tried to question the said doctor, he got the same answer

I didn’t ask any questions, and neither should you

(A/N: Again, thank you for the ask and thank you for reading!)