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[mothsakura]

since ya'll were fine with rain world doodles, imma post these!

[anakinsdove]

𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 | 𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐤𝐲𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫

pairing: anakin skywalker x reader

summary: he’d like to make you cry, but in the process he’ll cry too.

c/w: nsfw, sfw, fluff, choking, dom/sub dynamics, dacryphilia, (listen to pretty when you cry by Lana del rey)

discord - twitter: anakinsdove

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧! ｡ﾟﾟ･｡･ﾟﾟ｡ ﾟ。Love you

𝘄/𝗰 - 1,263

Anakin loves you, he loves so fucking much, he really does… there’s not a single doubt in his mind and he hates to pretend that he doesn’t love you, the Jedi code, no attachments, only if they knew, he’ll destroy the galaxy to save you, he’ll kill everyone to save you, he’ll kill himself to save you.

This isn’t how it was supposed to be, you’re under him while he pounds you mercilessly, his hand tightens around your throat making it difficult to breathe, to think, to care, he wants you crying, crying for him and begging for him, but when he looked at you, despite the naughtiness of the act, he only sees love, his wife and reason to exist, his entire universe. Anakin can’t help it when he feels tears welling up in his eyes.

You’re there, eyes closed head rolled back, tightening around his cock as it kisses your cervix painfully delicious, milking him. He’s there on top of you, furrowed eyebrows, mouth hanging open ans his hand grips you hips tightly to keep you in place, a bead of sweat falling from his hairline, fighting the urge to close his eyes as pleasure overtakes him.

You’re not going anywhere, you’re not going to slip away and disappear if he closes his eyes for just a second, he tries to fight his thoughts, he growls and comes down to kiss your cleavage sucking marks into your skin, bruising you the only way he’ll ever will and taking your pebbled nipple into his mouth, his eyes won’t leave yours… he massages your other boob pinching your nipple with his index finger and his thumb, your back arches accidentally and you let out a strangled cry.

Your hands pull at his hair and anakin groans muffled by your skin then takes your wrists and pins them over your head with one hand, switches to your other boob so she can receive the same treatment, he’s so eager to please you, he’s eager to make you love him even when you already would sell your soul to be with him, he just doesn’t get it, he doesn’t get it how can he have something so fucking good in his life… or under him precisely.

“Keep your hands in there will you?” You nod dumbly staring at his frowning expression…. “Ani-” “Take it” he says and you wonder how long is going to take him to cum, his cock pulsates inside you and he already dragged 3 orgasms out of you but it’s not enough, he wants more… your pussy is sore and unbelievably wet he doesn’t ever want to leave.

The sounds of skin slapping get louder as he moves erratically against you, he’s getting tired but he won’t stop, his grip loosens up on your wrist releasing them, you take the chance to dig your nails in his back, he groans, it’s painful, it’s perfect… dragging them slowly scratching him… hurting him, the only way you’ll ever do.

“Tell me you love me” his voice is strangled

Everything is blurry, your tears are blurring your vision “I love you” you say, but it’s not good enough.

“Again”

“I love you”

“A-Again!”

He’s losing it, he’s so close, so close to let the white pleasure take over him completely, the kind of pleasure that makes him see stars, the kind of pleasure that will make him hold you so tight it’ll leave marks. “I love you Anakin! I l-love you so- f-fucking much!” That sends him over the edge, and his eyes roll back into his head and hides his face on the crook of your neck, his mouth hanging open, brows furrowing together, it’s too much for him.. who would have tought that Anakin skywalker, also known as “the hero with no fear” by the rest of the galaxy would completely come undone by someone telling him they love him.

Your 4th orgasm of the night hits you without warning as you were concentrating on the beautiful man on top of you, watching him unravel… your back arches prettily as you let out a cry, of pleasure, of pain, of overstimulation, love, everything… it’s the most beautiful noise anakin has ever heard, you lay there exhausted panting and holding him tightly… closing your eyes in pure bliss when you suddenly feel his still hard cock moving inside you again.

“Anakin!” Your pussy clenched around him making him moan… “One more” he says breathlessly “I need one more” tears well up in your eyes at the overstimulation nodding at him as you cry quietly… you’ll do anything that he ask. “Gonna pound you now” he warns.

It hurts for him too, his cock is too sensitive for this but he wants it, he needs it, the sticky mess between your legs only encourages him to fill you up again as the sticky cum drips from your pussy, his hand slides down to your sensitive yet untouched clit to draw tight little circles.

It’s the best thing you’ve ever felt in your life, you hold so much love for him in your heart that it’s almost impossible to think about it without without crying because loving Anakin Skywalker is overwhelming, it’s raw and addicting like a drug, you’re completely high on him and the best thing is that it’s mutual, it’s everything you could ever wish for, he would do anything that you ask, no questions, it’s scary but devotion is everything and if breaking the Jedi code had consequences you’re disposed to pay them, whatever the price is to keep living this life.

“I love you y/n” Anakin breathes out

“You belong to me” he stops rubbing your puffy clit to bring his fingers to your mouth making you choke on them pressing on your tongue so you can taste yourself “Say it”

“I- i belong to you” it’s unintelligible but he smirks

“You’re mine” he growls

“I’m yours”

“No one else’s”

“No one else’s”

You keep choking on his digits as his tip hits that spongy spot inside you perfectly “it’s okay i got you” he says, his mind recognizes the signs of your body when you’re close, not only to cum but to break… “i want you to cum okay? Want you to milk me my love… t-take what’s yours, I’m yours do you understand?”

The pleasure is unbearable and your body comes undone in his arms, anakin captures your lips and muffles your cries, it’s a clumsy kiss considering he’s coming undone on top of you too, he slides his tongue in your mouth tasting you, you taste so sweet and he’s already drunk in you. His hips stutter as more cum drips from your pussy… he wasn’t intending to breed you tonight but maybe he did… he finally breaks the kiss and you’re both left in silence only heavy breathing can be heard… Anakin rests his head on your chest and sighs.

“You’re everything to me” he says and you play with his hair delicately making his eyes close involuntarily getting lost in a different kind of pleasure

“You’re my adoration Anakin” he grins like a child, pure and only happiness behind it

“D’you think you can tell obi wan you’re not going to this mission?” He says

“I don’t know, do you think master yoda is tall?” his boyish giggle warms your heart…. “Hey…. I’m yours until tomorrow, we’ve still got plenty of time alone together” your fingers tug delicately at the roots of golden curls.

“Tomorrow” he says

“Tomorrow”

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[lcvclywon]

the waves and evening air

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synopsis .ᐟ When you and your best friend Jungwon get stranded on the beach, it might be a bigger blessing than you realise

warnings: mentions of food, denied feelings, fluff fluff fluff, not anything I can think of rn!

genre ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ; best friends to lovers

parings: best friend!Jungwon x best friend!female reader

wc ˖° around 1.2k ^^

thoughts frm yuya 💭 this was definitelyyyy based off that one scene from reply 1988 where taek and deoksun get stranded at the beach bc that's my comfort drama ^^ also thank you to my pookie @wonfilms for helping me conjure this up at 2 am, wrote this for u elle fr ><

“This is all your fault!” you cried out while slightly pushing Jungwon to the side (to which his stance sadly did not falter). To give some context, Jungwon had stupidly convinced you to stay just a little bit longer at the beach in hopes to find a few more seashells he could keep as souveniers. Which then resulted in you two missing the bus back home, meaning you would have to wait for next bus. Unfortunately said bus would only come at 8pm that night, meaning you had around 3 hours to kill. 

“Hey! It’s not that bad. At least we got cute seashells,” Jungwon defended as you two walked away from the bus stop defeatedly “, and I’d say three hours goes by quick if you have fun!” You turned to his face which had a grin plastered across to accompany his hopelessly optimistic attitude. 

“Yeah and how do you suppose we do that, we already did like 99% of the activities they have to do at this place.” you grumbled whilst kicking at small pebbles in your way as you walked 

“Uh well…” Jungwon said before scanning around the boardwalk to see if there were any shops that you’d haven’t been to yet. Suddenly catching something from the corner of his eye his head perked up before exclaiming “Hey shaved ice! We haven’t had that yet, and besides you need a refreshment.”

“I guess…” you grumbled under your breath before Jungwon started forcefully dragging your body to the shaved ice shop. Eyes glistening with hope and steps fueled with determination. 

“Hello! Uhm could we have two orders of shaved ice: one mango and one strawberry! Oh um both small sizes please, thank you.” you envied how no matter the situation, Jungwon’s voice always managed to come out calm and cheery. You also always caught onto how Jungwon knew your favourite flavours by heart, despite never telling him outwardly how much you loved mangos.

Shaved ice in hand you both made your way down near the sand to sit and watch the waves. Jungwon had mentioned earlier he hoped to catch the sunset with you before leaving, guess he got his wish you thought to yourself. You both sat in a comfortable silence while enjoying your desserts, letting the gentle sounds of the waves fill your ears. 

“Hey is yours any good?” Jungwon asked breaking the silence 

“Oh, yeah it’s good!” you said before scooping out a spoon of shaved ice for yourself. However before you could get to even enjoying the sweet treat Jungwon’s head dipped down and stole the bite you had crafted for himself, smirking before responding with a sly “Hm, it is good.” 

You nudged him slightly before whining out “Hey, that bite was for me!” 

In response Jungwon scooped out a spoonful of his shaved ice; moving the spoon closer to your mouth with a hand under to catch anything that might fall, uttering a small and simple “ahh” 

Despite the blush forming across your cheeks you moved your head forward to accept his offer, the sweet strawberry flavour melting on your mouth leaving you with a satisfied smile. You have to admit, shaved ice wasn’t a horrible idea. Leaning back into your chair you sighed out, eyes wandering to the oceans waves moving back and forth with the tide, a gentle smile forming across you face. One that Jungwon seemed to notice. 

“What’s on your mind hm?” he asked before spooning a mouthful of shaved ice into his mouth and tilting his head to face you. How did he always catch on to the small things? 

“Hm? Oh nothing, just you know-” you answered while poking at your somewhat melted dessert “this is, nice…”

“Told you so.” Jungwon joked with a smug grin, elbowing you playfully. 

“Nevermind, I take it all back, worst idea ever.” you deadpanned before turning away from him slightly. 

“Kidding kidding!” he said whilst wrapping his hand around you wrist to pull you closer. God he had to stop making your heart flutter.

Suddenly a huge gust of wind blew in your direction, the bitter cold causing shivers to run down your body. Immediately your hands reached to your sides to rub them and hopefully generate some warmth, which Jungwon once again seemed to notice. 

Without a word he unzipped his jacket and draped it over your shoulders. Looking up in startled, you cocked your head to the side with a confused look glazing your eyes. He simply flashed a small knowing smile in response, was his smile always this pretty? 

As the sun set darkness quickly engulfed the beach which led you two to heading into a small restaurant to enjoy a warm bowl of hot pot. You sat peacefully enjoying your warm bowl of soup whilst jungwon poured a bit more into your bowl. Glancing up you muttered out a small thank you in between bites. 

Shortly after the old woman who had been serving your table and running the restaurant came up to you two asking “Would you and your girlfriend like more soup?” 

You choked slightly on your fishcake before rushing to deny that you two were dating, however Jungwon seemed to be quicker. 

“No we’re just finishing up! Thank you though, must be hard running this place yourself” he replied politely 

“Oh it’s no trouble! What a gentleman you are, I’ll go and get your check then. You kids enjoy the meal” she cooed before heading off to the back. 

You stared at Jungwon with puzzled eyes and mouth slightly agape before uttering “Girlfriend?” 

“No point in correcting her right? Eat, eat…” he responded nonchalantly before spooning the remaining bits of fishcake into your bowl. What did he mean by that? You tried to brush it off and continued eating, but you couldn’t lie that it remained in the back of your mind even while riding the bus back home. 

“I mean there kinda was a point.” you said out of the blue, obviously throwing Jungwon off guard a bit. 

“Hm, what do you mean?” his face resembling confused kitten as he tilted his head to the side

“I mean, we aren’t dating. So there kinda was a point in correcting her” you reached for the hem of your skirt twiddling with it slightly.

“I mean we might as well be right?” Jungwon answered before lacing your hand with his. A bright blush formed across your face when you registered what he just said. What? 

“So does that mean…” you asked expectantly, trailing off as you were too embarrassed to finish your question.

“It means exactly what you think it means.” Jungwon replied before pressing a gentle kiss to the back of your hand “Why’d you think I made you stay and collect seashells? Obviously I don’t like seashells that much YN, I just wanted to keep hanging out with you.” 

“Well it worked, today was great” you giggled out before yawning 

“Are you sleepy?” Jungwon questioned attentively 

“Hm just a bit…” you commented, feeling your eyelids begin to become heavier. 

Before you could do anything Jungwon moved your head to rest on his shoulder before muttering a small “Sleep on me, I don’t mind” 

You happily accepted his request, before drifting off into a peaceful slumber. A smile painted across your face, a smile you trusted you could always have with Jungwon. 

Maybe missing the bus was worth it

[thehusbandoden]

You Flinch During an Argument -Kirishima Eijiro

A/n: this took me way too long, so sorry for the wait 🥺🥺

Holy crap this is long.. hope you enjoy this madness <33

General info:

Genre: angst to fluff/comfort // WC: 2,516

Warnings!: Arguing, one sided argument, mean reader, insecurity, self hate, slight self harm (grabbing at hair), mention of bullies, crying, flinching, and a lot of apologizing. Please let me know if I miss any! <3

Dabi | Hawks | Todoroki Shoto | Bakugo Katsuki | Midoriya Izuku | Shigaraki Tomura | Aizawa Shota | Amajiki Tamaki | Kirishima Eijiro | Shinso Hitoshi

(it took forever to find this specific gif 💔)

"Y/n- I said that I was sorrry!"

"And I said I don't care anymore!"

"Y/n, please! You're being unreasonable!"

"I'm being unreasonable?! I HAVE ASKED YOU FOR ALMOST THREE MONTHS - YOU ARE SUCH A-"

"Y/n, calm down, you don’t want to say something you'll regret."

"You suck. You're a pig headed, selfish, work obsessed, slobby, jerk."

Kirishima was silent as you insulted him, part of him feeling like he deserved it all.

"Okay, y/n, I understand that I screwed up. And I know that I can't make it all better overnight, but please. You can not drive right now."

"And why not? It's not like I'm under any influence."

"Y/n, it's dark and rainy. That, plus your anger- is a sure way to kill both of us. I can not live without you, Pebble."

"Do not call me that." You seethe, glaring up at your redheaded husband.

Heart aching, Kirishima desperately thought of a way to keep you here with him, not knowing how he would cope if he lost you due to some stupid argument about cleaning.

"J-just stay here tonight. You can sleep in our bed, and I'll sleep downstairs. I won't talk to you, and if you still want to go in the morning, I won't stop you. If you're still angry, Ochako can come pick you up."

Considering the idea, you huff as you cross your arms, glaring at Kiri.

"Fine.. but I have a few conditions. On top of not talking to me, you will not touch, nor look at me. Deal?"

"If you hand me your keys, deal."

"Is that really necessary?"

"Or at least put them somewhere visible."

"Fine, deal."

"Deal." Kiri agreed, shaking your outstretched hand.

~

After you walked in Kiri waited a minute or so before following pursuit, closing and locking the front door with a relieved sigh- simply happy that you agreed on staying here for tonight.

After picking up the living room and washing the dishes, Kirishima deemed it okay to go upstairs to swiftly get ready for bed.

As Eijiro thought about your side of the argument his heart started weighing him down with guilt.

He truly didn't mean to be such a jerk. He didn't think about how overworked and exhausted you were.

In his head, he was going above and beyond picking up after himself, doing the dishes every other day, taking out the trash, folding both his clothes and the fitted sheets, and cooking breakfast almost every morning. He didn't think about the other household chores, how much work caring for the house took, nor how long and hard you worked on top of the house.

You worked shorter hours then he did, that's true, but you still worked hard and desperately tried to be patient with him. For over a month you've been gently asking him to help out more or do this and that for you.

When you asked him to do a specific thing he truly did try his best to get it done as soon as possible. Pausing his game to take out the trash, setting reminders to switch the laundry on his days off, scrubbing pots and pans late at night, and watering the plants most every morning before work.

But he didn't understand when you asked him to 'do more', he thought that he was doing a lot more than average, totally forgetting to consider that you work too and he's not the sole provider.

You had gotten really annoyed with how much you did in the house and how little he did in comparison, and confronted him once again after he got home from work.

He was quite confused and defended himself, not really seeing your side of things. It took ten minutes of arguing back and forth to actually understand your side of things, realizing that due to you both providing you both needed to tend to the house.

Guilt consumed him as he attempted to apologize again and again yet you wouldn't let him talk. After twenty minutes of this one sidedness you got angry and stormed out, telling him that you were going to Ochako's house.

Even though Kiri felt extremely guilty, he was mostly relieved that you didn't leave in these conditions, knowing that he wouldn't be able to function if he lost you for good.

Kiri was snapped out of his thoughts due to the tingling feelings of his hands going numb due to the cold water pouring onto them.

Sighing, Kiri turned off the water before sneakily grabbing a spare blanket, his pillow, and a pair of pajama bottoms from your shared bedroom, refusing to look at you as he hurried out of the dark room.

After changing and settling on the couch Kiri simply stared at the ceiling, going over your side of things and realising how much he screwed up and what he could do to change and start to make it up to you.

~~

You jolted awake as a large crashing sound came from downstairs, hurrying out of bed, you readied your quirk in case of a villain.

"Ei..? Is that you?" You call, poking your head out into the kitchen.

"Yeah- sorry for waking you up."

"It's okay.. but what happene-" you froze as you saw Kirishima on the floor, shattered dishware surrounding him.

"Eijiro what the heck!" You exclaim, reaching out your arm to try and help the pro hero.

"I- I was trying to clean.. I'm sorry.."

At the word 'clean' memories of last night flooded your mind, causing you to drop your hand to your side, irritation flooding your senses.

"Oh, so now you're trying to make three months of neglectness and excuses better in one night?"

"N-no! Not at all! I just wanted to start helping out more!"

"It's three months too late for that Eijiro."

"You're being unreasonable-"

"No! What's unreasonable is you and your selfish laziness!"

"I'm trying! We're both new to living together and I didn't understand before!"

"Whatever. Just get up and go. I'll have to clean up and stop by the store before work."

"What- no! I'll clean it up!" Kiri exclaimed, jumping up from the ground, hardening his skin so he wouldn't get cut.

Shards of glass bounced off of Kiri's hardened skin, flying everywhere. Luckily, you were a pro hero, and had the amazing reflexes that came from that line of work. You dived down, avoiding the injury you would've received.

"Y-y/n! Are you okay?!" Kirishima exclaimed, rushing to your side.

Seeing the sudden movement you flinched, body still under alert.

After realizing what happened your heart dropped.

Oh no.

Kirishima was a gentle soul. He cared for you deeply and was always looking for ways to make your life easier and more enjoyable. There is no way he would take this lightly. He would definitely paint a wor-

You were snapped out of your thought process at the sound of a door closing. Panicking, you realized that Kirishima was xgonex.

"Ei!?" You call, hurrying to check for him in the living room, quickly realising that he left. Panicking, you hurry to slip on some slippers before making your way out the door, rushing to Kirishima's truck before he could pull out.

"Ei wait!" You exclaim, putting one hand on the handle of the truck and the other on his window. After looking down at you, he bit his lip before slightly opening the window so he could hear you.

"Go back in the house Pebble.." Kiri whispered, causing your heart to ache in dismay.

"Eijiro- what's wrong? I wasn't scared of you it was a reaction from the-"

"I don't care y/n. You flinched because of me- I- I need some time."

You could feel tears stinging your eyes as you stepped back, biting your lip as you watched Kirishima put the truck in reverse and slowly back out of the driveway, face heavy with hurt.

As soon as the red truck disappeared from sight you broke, running into the house before falling onto the couch, sobbing into a pillow.

The angered words you spat at your sweet, loving Eijiro flashed through your mind as you cried, guilt weighing you down as you remembered Kiri's heart broken face. Your mind started playing against you, shouting at you for your selfish, idiotic words and how you hurt the one person you cared most about.

'He didn't do anything!'

'You stupid little- he was doing his best! He apologized! And yet you treated him so- so horribly due to a few mistakes!'

'He really doesn't derseve you. He deserves someone as patient and loving as he is.'

'He was so heartbroken! You idiot!'

'I bet he's going to find somone better then you. I would't blaim him either.'

Tears rolled down your face as you sat up to stare at a picture of Eijiro on your wedding day. His red eyes were sparkling as he grinned at the camera, feeling nothing but joy and such love for you.

You two met in elementary school. You saved him from some bullies yada yada and instantly became friends. He was in third grade, you were in second. Your grade difference meant that you didn't get to play much, and so you thought of him as one of your temporary friends. The kind that you met at a park, played once, and then forgot about one another the next day.

But he was.. special. There was something about how the older boy's eyes shone when he looked at you, or how strong he seemed even though he was in tears frequently. You quickly found out that he was special. Even compared to your best friend, Sakura Mei.

You admired him for many reasons. For trying to be so strong even though the bullies' mean words brought him to tears, for how kind he wa -giving up his hard earned treat to a little toddler who wanted it at pick-up, sharing his lunch with a kid that was too late to get his own, having shorter turns so the next kid would get it sooner, and helping his teacher whenever and however possible.

You two became best friends and played with each other after school, causing your parents to create a long lasting friendship as well. For years you thought of him as your best friend, but a crush started to form in middle school, causing you to get confused.

Even when Kiri started to get self conscious and have a lot of self doubt, he was always by your side. Scolding you for having any of those thoughts, no matter how small. And so in return you helped him. Helping with training, bringing him food and water, reassuring him when he needed it, and even holding him as he cried. You were the reason he was able to recover so quickly, and afterwards he got into UA highschool, and you followed pursuit the next year.

After eight months of high school he confessed, and that was it. After you graduated he was there to cheer you on the loudest, and seven months later he proposed. The day of your wedding was full of joy, laughter, tears, smiles, and love. A love that made your chest ache in happiness, causing you to smile a little wider, kiss him a little harder, and fall in love a little harder.

Thinking back about it now, your tears came faster as an aching cold spread through your chest, causing the tears to fall faster.

"Eijiro.." you whimper, hugging onto the shark pillow Eijiro insisted on getting for your newly bought home.

It was crazy expensive, but he told you not to worry about it, and that it was "for our future famly".

"Ei.. I'm so sorry!" You cry, grasping your hair in your hands, tugging lightly but knowing not to hurt yourself or Kiri would be upest and worried.

Pawing for your phone, you unlocked the device before calling the contact "Bakubeast".

"What do you need." Bakugo huffed, causing you to whimper softly, catching the hot head's attention.

"Woah woah- do not cry. Crappy hair would kill me."

"I- I- E- Eijiro-" you rasp, having difficulty breathing and getting your point across.

"Hey hey- y/n calm down." Bakugo panicked, his softer tone helpig you calm down.

He was a good friend of both you and Eijiro, so him being kind to you really did help.

"Y/n/n, breathe."

Gasping for air you try to control your breathing, taking one deep breathe after another.

"Atta girl. Keep on breathing for m- for Eijiro."

Calm washed over you as you exhaled, sighing shakily.

"T-thank you." You whisper, causing Bakugo to scoff.

"Yeah yeah- now why are ya crying? Do I need to kicks some a-"

"No. It's me, not him. I'm wondering, is Ei over there? H-he left and I'm worried about him."

"No he hasn't. When did he leave? You do know that I'm like twenty minutes away, right?"

"That's true.. it's only been around ten.."

"I'll call you if he pulls up. But if you don't mind me asking.. what happened?"

"I'm sure Ei will explain.. I really don't wanna talk about it right now.."

"Okay.. well hang in there and call me if you need."

"Yeah.. okay."

"Have a better night, talk to ya later."

"Mhm.. bye.."

~~Kiri's pov~~

Kirishima felt like screaming.

Even though he knew that you weren't scared of him and it was just a reaction from the glass but it still hurt.

After pulling into his best friend's drive way, Eijiro quickly made his way to the door and knocked, wanting the hot head's opinion and seeking comfort.

"What happened to you?" Bakugo scoffed, opening his door as an invitation to come in.

"Can we.. talk?"

"If you make things right between you and your Cry Baby afterwards- then yes."

~~Your pov~~

You sniffled as you clung to Kirishima's pillow, eyes dry and puffy.

It's been an hour since Bakugo texted him that Kirishima was at his place, and you've been waiting for him to return or at least an update.

Your heart ached and you wanted nothing more than to be in Eijiro's arms and forget all about this horrid arugment. What if he didn't want you anymore.. what if-

You jumped out of bed as soon as you heard the door open, sprinting down the stairs to meet your Eijiro.

"Baby!" You exclaim, jumping into Eijiro's arms. Wrapping your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck, you attacked his shoulders, neck, cheeks, forehead, nose, and lips with kisses.

"I am so sorry! I- I said so many mean things to you and- and-"

"Woah woah Baby- calm down." Eijiro cooed, catching your lips in a kiss to distract you from your worries. "I know.. and I forgive you, so.. could you forgive me?"

"Yes! Yes- I am so sorry for-"

Catching your lips in another kiss, Kiri sat on the couch, holding you in his lap as he kissed you, stealing both his and your complete attention.

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omggg I know he lost in the poll but your HAVEEE to do ponyboy for kinktober🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽

Day 23 of Kinktober: Running Away With Ponyboy Curtis

Pairing: Ponyboy Curtis x fem!reader

Warning: sexual harassment, fighting, unprotected sex,

Y/N’s POV

Ponyboy’s life has been hard since his parents accident, his older brother accusing him in shit that doesn’t involve him, struggling with bills, and the socs.

I’m a soc but I hate a lot of the people who are in the socs, Cherry’s boyfriend Bob, he’s such an asshole to me and of course, the greasers. Some socs are sweet except for some.

One night, Dally, Pony, Johnny, and I went to the drive-in. We go to the seats and I see Cherry with Marcia and I sit next to them. Dallas starts to flirt with Cherry, Johnny, Pony, and I kept on telling Dallas to stop harassing her and of course Dallas ignores us. Eventually Dallas leaves, so Ponyboy and Johnny sits next to us. I feel safe around Pony but a lot of docs say that the greasers are dangerous, I know them some are dangerous but some aren’t and that the gang I know. Dallas comes back with food and drinks, he gives Cherry throws her drink at him and things get heated, Dallas tries to harass her again, Johnny tells him to stop, Dallas gets pissed off and he looked like he was about to beat something or someone but he walked away.

Eventually, the girls, Ponyboy, Two-bit, Johnny and I leave the drive-in and the socs came to us to start trouble.

“Y/N!? What are doing?” Randy says.

“Being with someone who isn’t you guys.” I said.

Bob and Randy look so pissed but Cherry stops them, Cherry tells us we can leave so we leave. Ponyboy takes me home, of course my parents are pissed that I missed my curfew, which it’s fucking stupid.

3 AM

I hear pebbles on my window so I go check who it is and it’s Ponyboy looking upset. I unlock my window and see what’s going on.

“Pony what’s the matter?” I whisper.

“Darry, he hit me. Run away with me.” He says.

“But, what about my parents?” I look behind me.

“I can’t go anywhere without you Y/N/N, please run away with me.” He says.

I look at him, I’m sorry mom and dad, I love you but, Ponyboy needs me. I grab a jacket and Pony catches me from the window and we ran to a park and I see a mustang in the distance, I hope to god it’s not the socs.

I see Bob, Randy, and the other guys I forgot their names walking towards us. Ponyboy protects me from them, shit goes down by Pony almost getting drowned and I almost get sexually assaulted. I get crazy by grabbing a knife and stabbed Bob, I stabbed my best friend’s boyfriend. Pony wakes up and he looks at me with some blood on me and he looks to see Bob dead.

“Y/N, what happened?” Pony asked.

“He tried to kill you and he tried to sexually harass me, so I killed him, I’ve never done this before.” I shakily said.

“We need to get out of here.” He said.

“But where?” I ask.

“I know where to go.” He says.

I believe him. We go to the bar where Dally lives and we tell him everything on what happened a couple hours ago. Dally takes us to his bedroom and he gives us clothes which surprisingly felt so warm. Dal tells us where to go to an abandoned church, so we go to where he said where to go. While we were in the train car, I almost fell asleep in Pony’s arms. He woke me up to tell me we’re at the location where the church is at. I made Pony ask a farmer where the church is and finally got to it. To be honest, I love abandoned places, but I hope we don’t get caught but we’re in the middle of nowhere.

“I’m glad that we’re finally alone.” I say looking around.

“I’ve been wanting to be alone with you for a long time.” He wraps his arms around my waist.

I look at his face and I see those doe eyes, I love him but my parents and the socs think he’s dangerous because of who he’s hanging out with but some of them are so sweet. Pony kisses me, I kiss him back, I turn my body to face him, he holds me tight to make us lay on the floor to make out, we were like this for hours, him giving me hickeys, me moaning, him kissing my body, and me tugging his hair.

While we were there, we dyed our hair, I turned mine into black color and I turned his hair blonde, which he looks cute in blonde without greasy hair.

Dallas visits us and gives Pony a letter from Soda. Dallas tells me that there’s missing posters of me everywhere in town, I can’t believe that’s happening. Dallas takes us to Dairy Queen which I really miss the food. We go back to the church which is on fire. Pony and I save the kids.

We go to the hospital and Pony and I are at the waiting room and Darrel and Sodapop come in so Pony ran to them. My parents come in and they look disgusted on what they’re seeing, my changed hair and seeing Ponyboy looking beat up.

My parents kick me out so the Curtis’ said it’s okay for me to live in with them. Again I’m happy that I’m with Ponyboy, he just makes me so happy and he makes me feel safe.

[falling-star-cygnus]

I was an anon on some of your asks, the ones about Billy's past concerning his relationship with the Sons of Calydon and how the Cunning Hares might react to it, and I want to say that I love the amnesic Billy fic you made and I hope you keep making more fics because you're good at writing Billy!

Also, I just wanted to ask you if you can make a fic about Billy having an awkward or heartwarming reunion or homecoming with the Sons of Calydon and the people of the Outer Ring because ZZZ 1.2 is coming out soon. There have been leaks of characters and the new map area, and the new video about the Outer Ring was awesome, so the idea of Billy telling the Cunning Hare girls about his previous life and reconnecting with the people he once knew would be so nice to write.

I’M SO SORRY, THIS IS SO LATE -> and thank you so much for your kind words!

as of late, i've decided to close my inbox to focus on the requests I've already received :3 when those have been completed it'll be reopened, should y'all still be a fan <3

please forgive my tardiness, i do hope you've liked the Sons of Calydon content i've made thus far :{

So... sleepy..

Piper leans against the railing of the warm roof, lazily watching all the people go about their lives. It was such a nice sunny day.. perfect for a.. little... nap.

Or it would be.

Were she not being PELTED with ROCKS-

Itty bitty ones, Lucy's boars weren't mean, but the click-click-clack of pebbles against her forehead was annoying! Cruel, even, as it prevented the blonde from taking full advantage of the afternoon sun.

Ah.. but Caesar wanted her to keep a look out.

Meh.

Cracking open her mossy greens took more effort than Piper was willing to expend for such a menial task, buuut she powered through. Quite bravely, might she add. The two boars- one stacked atop the other- snuffled approvingly and finally, finally stopped their onslaught.

...huh?

Piper recounted.

Huh?

Two boars? Surely, that wasn't right.

One, two-

...

Piper rubbed her eyes.

One piggy, two piggy, three.... ee?

"Yowch! I'm awake, I'm awake!" the small girl whines, futilely raising her arms to block the next barrage of pebbles.

Counting sheep, pigs, what's the difference?

One more quick survey of the roof shows Piper that- yep, her eyes were not fogged with sleep... only two little boars were up here.

...oh no.

"LUCY'S GONNA KILL MEEEEEHEEHE!"

-><-...-><-

Piper now faces a new dilemma.

She can't leave the roof, Caesar explicitly told her to keep an eye on the people of Sixth Street. Or- well, she can't leave this area. She could probably leave the roof. Hm.

But if Caesar never finds out she left the area...

The two boars look at each other curiously, and then shrug as the blonde biker leans over the railing. If Piper can just spot a glimpse of red leather, she can grab it and get back to watching before the other two even suspect a thing.

Well.

She spots red leather alright.

About four shades too bright.

Is that...?

"Billy?"

The android stops humming, his endearingly goofy jaunt down the street coming to a confused halt. He'd gotten more expressive since he left the Sons..

Piper's hands twitch on the railing.

"If I run and jump at Billy, he will most certainly catch me in his arms," Burnice had said one day, before taking off running towards their android.

"Wait- Burnice, I'm holding Lucy!"

In the end, he didn't drop either of them. Lucy had been hastily moved to sit on his right bicep and the resident pyromaniac had koala-ed onto his side.

The verbal beatdown Lucy had given her was brutal, but it almost didn't matter when the three dissolved into laughs and cheers. All Piper could remember in her sleepy haze was...

..wanting to join them.

Billy left the Sons a few days after that- all without a word to the two youngest members.

Two yellow glass eyes meet mossy green irises.

The sleepy girl jumps.

"PIPER!?"

The android's arms are surprisingly comfy to land in- probably due to the spin he threw the two into to minimize impact- and it feels a little like tucking herself into bed.

Distantly, she can hear Billy squawking about 'giving him a warning first' and 'what if he hadn't caught her' and other junk. Like Billy would have ever let her 'splat against the pavement.' He was wayyy too protective for that.

She should've done this sooner... Piper already knew the android was comfy to lean on after so many nights curled into his side, but- eh... too much effort.

"Piper-?"

"Androids that disappear overnight don't get to say shit."

And oh. She was crying. When.. did that happen? It was like a dam broke somewhere in her chest- so much time had passed of resentment growing so silently that she hadn't even noticed it burned until she was face to face with the lighter.

Mechanic hands jolt from where they're holding under her legs and shoulders. Piper buries her face into his shoulder with a hiccup.

"Why didn't you tell us? Me and Lucy. Why did you just leave?"

It's a long second before Billy answers.

Uncharacteristically long, enough so that Piper wonders- through a blur of tears she can't stop- if he's going to respond at all or just keep rocking the sleepy girl like she's some child.

"...I'm sorry," the android settles on eventually, "I knew that if I saw you two again, I wouldn't be able to leave. That- wasn't fair of me. To just disappear on you."

It wasn't, and Piper hates that answer because it's true. She knows that if she somehow knew Billy Kid was going to leave that she'd ask him to stay and she knows he would have. And...

She's heard how happy he is with the Cunning Hares. From Caesar and Lighter and news headlines and the Phaethon siblings. Its.. not fair to take that from him either.

"You're the worst," she sniffs, clinging on to his shoulders, "I'm telling Burnice about the time you broke her flamethrower."

"What!? We agreed to blame that on Lucy's pigs!"

Piper stiffens immediately. Lucy's boars. Oh no.

"Piper?"

"I TOTALLY FORGOT I LOST ONE OF THEM!"

"YOU WHAT!?"

[Lucy sneezes somewhere on Sixth Street, and her loyal boar hands her a tissue]

[nightynightghoul]

Ghouls behaving like dogs this, ghouls purring like cats that but... have you ever thought. Ghouls that make ferret noises? (I mean I'll never say they don't purr like the biggest cats because I love them, but. Expanded library of noises ?)

This video 👇 is like 4 minutes long. If you have the time, watch it and think of ghouls just living their mundane day to day but with ✨noises✨. Of course ferrets are small animals and their sounds are all high-pitched so let's pretend ghouls just make them with a lower pitch since they're human sized or bigger.

(Maybe the clergy does have a video just like this one but instead of ferrets it's someone who was tasked with following the ghouls to catch all the noises, so new siblings know more or less what they mean)

Warning: This video is time stamped correctly, so if you don't want to hear distressing animal noises skip 7, 8, 10, and 11.

Now, if you ask me. Which you haven't. Allow me to tell you a case by case of the ✨noises✨as numbered in the video.

1 . The baby squeak: Kit is born, eyes and ears closed. More wriggly fluffy creature than a demon really, and this is the only noise they can make. They don't cry like human babies do at first, just squeaks.

2. Older kit honk: Phantom is having a nap on the couch in the common room and while yes he is fully grown, he's honking in his sleep. Mountain and Dew, who are at the table sorting some new seed packets, turn to look at him.

Dew: huh... haven't heard that noise in a while.

Mountain: I hear it almost every day

Dew: huh? There are no kits here.

Mountain: Who said kits. You do the same when you sleep.

Dew: I WHAT?!

Or maybe it's made when someone is feeling really vulnerable or crying. But also can be heard when someone is begging for something, in the same way a child would say "please please please pretty please".

Cumulus is waiting for her cupcakes to cool before frosting them, and is holding onto her last bit of patience as Swiss who is sitting on the table with his head resting on his arms keeps honking at her to get just one bite.

3. The mothering call: Any ghoul can make this noise but it happens more when a ghoul grooms another. Like saying "stay still!".

Cumulus' room filled with that noise as she, Cirrus and Aurora groom Sunny, who got all muddy outside and is not allowed on the bed before she's deemed clean.

Also, catch Aether making this noise at Dew every time he sees him after a couple of hours. Just snuffling him and scenting him all over. Dew is grumpy about it, but everyone can just tell he loves it.

4. Annoyed hiss: Yes, ghouls can hiss like cats but this one is not a "i'll kill you" hiss. It's more like a "ugh" or an "ew". Washing dishes and the stray spoon sends water everywhere - annoyed hiss -. Mountain sees an unwelcome bug in his greenhouse - annoyed hiss -. Rain tracks water and mud inside and Swiss steps on the puddle - annoyed hiss-.

5. Annoyed fighting call: To me more like a playfighting noise. Like the play bow dogs do but in noise form. A way to say yes I'm biting you but not for real.

Phantom and Aurora make it all the time when they play outside but older ghouls who take themselves too seriously (cough - Alpha) would rather die than make that noise.

6. Defensive yap: Ghouls don't say "ouch" when they get hurt by something small, they make this little yip.

Omega is drawing Pebble's blood, but since Pebble prefers not to look it always catches him by surprise and they yip. It's always a noise for minor things, like stubbed toes, stepped on tails...

7. Pain squeal: Now this noise is for actual pain, in the moment. Got bit by Swiss so hard it bled. Dropped an instrument on their foot. It's both involuntary and purposeful. the purpose being to let every other ghoul know that whatever this was really hurt and they could need help.

They're all in the middle of rehearsal and when Dew is bending backwards he squeals. Everyone stops playing and singing, and Copia is very confused. They all look at Dew, who is about to cry... and that's why Rain supports his back now.

8. Scared squeal: I feel like this noise is not for "I am about to die" fear but more like "you startled me" or that strange stress/fear when you're being chased or stalked while playing.

Aether is mad because of a prank and has Swiss and Dew cornered and they just keep making this noise.

9 and 10. Dooks: I feel like adult ghouls make this noise but it sounds a lot deeper maybe gruntier? And again when fighting it's not a "I will kill you" more like "I'm gonna get you!". But that same noise when a ghoul tops or is more dominant in sex and then it's not a "I'm gonna get you" but "I'm gonna get you so good". More often made by excitable or younger ghouls.

11. Terror screech: Now, this is the noise you hear when a ghoul is in serious danger or pain. This is probably what Mountain and Aether heard on the other side of the door when Dew was made to change elements. It can also be heard when they are summoned and sent back, since the process is terrifying and painful.

12 and 13. Happy dook and panting: It's made involuntarily and they often don't realize they're doing it unless it's pointed out.

Maybe at night the common room is filled with these noises when Phantom, Swiss and Rain are playing videogames together. Just a lot of chatter that says "I'm happy".

Or maybe Ifrit (golden retriever energy) makes it every time he gets to nuzzle into Zephyr's soft feathers.

Picture a big ghoul pile where everyone is already half asleep and Copia comes in and gets pulled in the middle of the pile. One ghoul starts making the noise as they sniff Copia and his clothes, then two and suddenly every single one makes it until they settle again.

14. Sleep talking/ Being in pain: I think even the strongest, most stoic ghouls sleep talk like this, and the others record them and send that to the groupchat. Big ol' Omega is having a powernap in his infirmary office, and Phantom records him.

Or when Zeph or Rain can't hide their pain any more. This noise is like a direct call for Dew or Ifrit to come warm them up and soothe the pain.

Aurora is a master at faking this noise to get her way with the older ghouls. This plus puppy eyes, and she gets her way, every single time.

[techs-goggles9902]

OH an idea struck and I just knew you were the person for the job 😌

I would like to request the Bad Batchs reaction to the reader blasting your favorite Ghost song on the Marauder 🤭 (also RIP to my fave ship 😮‍💨)

Head cannons or a one shot, it's up you 😊

TBB Reacts to The Band Ghost

REQUESTS ARE OPEN FOR ALL LISTED FANDOMS. SEE MASTERLIST FOR DETAILS <3

Warnings: cursing, satanic music (duh), Hunter can't sing (eardrums tortured in a loving way)

Word Count: 1718

A/N: lmao I took waaaaay too long for this. I went super overboard with Hunter and well... I re-did it so I could post them all at once. No fr I went back and re-wrote the entire thing multiple times lmaoo

Hunter

You couldn’t play it too loud, of course. Hunter was here. The others had gone to the docks littering the lowest level of Pabu. It was just you, your man, and your favorite rock band. 

You began to connect your datapad to the Marauder’s control panel. Hunter was who knows where, lurking around the ship doing who knows what. As your deft fingers tapped away at the buttons, you knew exactly what song to play. 

Hunter never minded you playing your music whenever the others were out, mostly because with all the different preferences of music, no one was satisfied whenever someone’s song came on - except Omega, who liked all her brothers music, bobbing her head to whatever was playing, but that was a different story. 

The pad of your finger selects your chosen song, a gray swirl floating around the screen as the datapad loads. You sigh and tap your foot impatiently. How long has it been since this ship has experienced your glorious, powerful tunes? How long has it been since the soundwaves have echoed through the durasteel walls of the ship? Too long. 

The swirl faded away and the familiar intro to your song starts blaring through the speakers. The loud piano fills the ship and you hear Hunter shuffle around the back of the ship.  

“Damn it, Wrecker,” you mutter as you fumble with the volume switch, turning it down to a more… healthier level. You turn around to face Hunter, who’s slowly uncovering his ears and staring at you wide eyed, as you mouth sorry. 

“Was that Zenith?” He asks.

“Yeah. But I didn’t know it would be that loud, sorry,” you reply, giving him a guilty look. 

“Don’t worry about it, cyare. Turn it up a bit. I like that one.” He comes over, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind. He presses a soft kiss to your temple and taps his fingers on your belly to the beat. “I saw some post on the Holonet about Zenith.”

“Yeah?”

“Mmhmm,” Hunter hums, “apparently it means ‘the final end’. Do you think that means Co-”

“No. Don’t. Copia lives forever and ever,” you cut him off, shaking your head. Hunter gives a low chuckle. You reach your hand up behind you to run your fingers through his hair.

“Play it louder.” He hums the tune of the song in your ear, swaying you gently. 

“This is not the right type of dancing we should be doing to rock,” you whisper. 

“Shhhhh… ‘s the best part.” Hunter leans his head back a little and starts to sing, “Time will soon be gone… Right will turn to wrong.” He’s incredibly offkey and he knows it, curling his fingers around your wrists, moving them up and down like he’s trying to make you dance. You giggle. 

“Winds come on strong! So, help you God! Call on meee…”

“Hunter, baby, love of my life, stop. Please, you’re killing my ears.” You grin, laughing as he whispers a soft ‘no’. 

“You’re set free!” He twirls you around and dips you dramatically. You can’t help but laugh. His chocolate eyes gaze into your own as he leans down and presses a tender kiss to your lips. 

“You can’t sing for shit…” 

“I love you, too, cyare.” 

Tech

The signature rapping of drums and the low strumming of guitars filled the Marauder. You sat back in the co pilot's seat with your feet up on the console. You imitate the drums, tapping your pointer fingers in the air like you’re Pebble or Mountain on their stage. 

Tech’s somewhere on the ship, findling with whatever needs repairing. You’ve all stopped at some backwater world, the rest of the team going out to the local town for supplies. Tech’s never had an issue with your music, in fact, he lets you blast it as loud as you want when it’s just the two of you. 

I have my headphones, he’s told you, you rarely get to play your music. I do not mind. 

But, you were nice enough to never play it on full blast. Just loud enough to feel every time the drummer’s sticks hit the instrument. 

You don’t hear the footsteps behind you, not noticing Tech had come to the cockpit until he touches your shoulder. You gasp, jumping a little. Tech’s big amber eyes widen and he allows his lips to form a soft smirk. 

“Scared?” He rubs the pad of his gloved thumb over the bones in your shoulder. 

“Maybe a tad, yes.” You grin, putting your hand over his. 

“Mummy Dust, correct?” He lowers himself down into the pilot’s seat, his fingers trailing down your arm before slipping off. You nod. Tech’s head bobs slightly as the tempo quickens.

You and him both mouth ‘dust’ as Tobias Forge begins singing. 

“I was carried on a wolf’s back…” you mumble.

“To corrupt humanity…” Tech whispers back. 

“I will pummel it with opulence…”

“With corpulence and greed…”

You both sing, “In God you trust… My mummy dust…” You look up at Tech with a grin and you both - him less aggressive as you - bob your head to the beat of the drums. Tech gives you a soft smile and a low chuckle. 

The pair of you sing the next verse together, alternating between lyrics. His eyes close and he tilts his head back against the headrest as the keytar solo begins. His slender fingers twitching slightly, as if imitating the musician. You watch with a little grin.

“Having fun?”

“You know, if we were to acquire a keytar, I believe I could execute that solo to perfection. With some practice, of course.” Tech opens his eyes and looks over at you. 

“Don’t get ahead of yourself, hun.” 

“I am merely stating facts, cyare.”

Wrecker 

The intro to the song plays loudly out of the speakers. You bob your head to the guitars and tap your foot. You feel strong hands grab you from behind by your waist just before you could sit back down into the copilot’s seat. 

“I’ve been lookin’ so long now for you now you won’t get away from my grasp…” Wrecker sings along to the song, Phantom Of The Opera, giving your waist a gentle squeeze. You smile. 

“What’re you do-” You’re shushed as he whispers into your ear, “You put on my favorite song, mesh’la…”

His deep, rough voice carries over the ship’s speakers. He spins you around, holding your hands as he dances you through the ship. His smile never fades as he gently holds you but aggressively sings. 

“Watch your step, he’s out to get you!” He tickles your stomach, your laugh drowned out by the music. “Come what may… Don’t you stray… from the narrow way!”

He lets go of you to vigorously shred his nonexistent guitar. 

“You’re runnin’ and hiding in dreams. I’m always there… I’m the phantom of the opera, I’m the devil. I’m just out to scare!” 

“Wrecker, you couldn’t scare a baby tooka if you wanted to.” You grin.

He stops singing and dramatically gasps, “What?! This face has scared quite a few clankers in its day.” 

You roll your eyes with a joking scoff. The song ends a moment later and Wrecker leans close to you. His lower lip juts out slightly as he whispers, “I’m scary.”

“No you’re not.”

“Yes I am.”

“Nuh uh.”

“Yuh huh.”

Crosshair

Your finger hovers over the screen of your datapad, ready to play your song. You’ve settled on Respite on the Spitalfields when someone’s long fingers curl around your ‘pad from behind you, gently pulling it away.

“That’s a good song, but if you’re going to play Ghost, play a better song,” Crosshair rasps in your ear. His deft digits scroll through your playlist. 

“Oh yeah? What’s better than Sodo’s solo?” You turn your head to look at him.

“The intro to Secular Haze. But the If You Have Ghost version.” 

You cock a brow. “Not Infestissumam?”

He scoffs, “The intro for the one in If You Have Ghost is better. Tobias’ vocals are better in Infestissumam. They have their differences.” 

A smile tugs at your lips. “Okay, Cross… Didn’t think you were paying that much attention to my songs.”

“I always pay attention to the things you like…” His slim arms loop around your waist as he pulls you in. His lips hover next to your ear. 

“Oh… Well… what other songs have you been paying attention to?”

“Mm.” Crosshair pauses for a moment. “Take It From Everyone by that one band with the members from Ghost in it…”

“Drag Talk?”

“Mmhm.” Crosshair rests his chin on the top of your head, swaying a little and taking you with him. You lean your head back against his shoulder and let out a content sigh as the guitars break through the silence of the ship as Secular Haze plays. 

Echo

It was just you and Echo on the ship, for once. The pair of you lie on his bunk, your head on his chest with his good arm around you. His prosthetic feet tap against each other as your music plays through the speakers of the ship. 

His lips brush against the top of your head as he shifts a little. What sounded like a clock ticking cuts through the quiet of the Marauder. Echo looks puzzled. 

“Never heard this one before,” he whispers. You can’t help but grin a bit. 

“Just listen…” 

In this your time of need

You're turning to the light

You had just begun to explore the dark

In the urban night

Echo nods a little. 

The world is on fire

And you are here to stay and burn with me

A funeral pyre

And we are here to revel forevermore

He presses his hollow cheek to the top of your head as the song plays. 

“I like that… Kinda sounds like a love story.”

You look up at him. “I think it means like… The absence of God or something.”

“Well, I think it has something to do with love. The world burning but you’re here to stay and burn with me? C’mon, that sounds something like love.”

“Um… sure, hon.” A small giggle escapes your lips. “Whatever you say, Echo.”

He jabs a finger lightly into your side, making you squirm.

(no dividers since I'm lazy)

Taglist:@fionajames @will-is-silly @dangraccoon @hellhound5925 @skellymom @sevdidntdie

[funkytrashsuperstructure]

[LIVE BROADCAST] - PUBLIC GROUP [OCEANTIDES] UI: I can’t believe Sliver of Straw died of ligma BSM: Don’t- FP: What is ligma? I have not heard that term before. UI: Ligma balls UI: <Posted deviousscav.png> FP: ... FP: <Left the broadcast> SRS: Rude. SRS: I'll check on him, Moon, just focus on... this. SRS: <Left the broadcast> BSM: Unparalleled Innocence! That was inappropriate and disrespectful. Why must you speak of her and talk to him like that? NSH: To be fair, that was pretty funny. UI: Thank you Sig <3 BSM: Do I have to kick both of you out of this group again? UI: Careful what you wish for, Moon. Last time you did that, Sig got a bit creative ~ NSH: I wouldn’t do it again, to be fair. I don’t want to piss him off more than he is now. BSM: Language. CW: Can’t we just please talk about something else? UI: Nah, I'd rather have a bit more fun ~ UI: <Changed group name to [PEBSITIDES]> NSH: Ho-ly shit!~ CW: Oh dear... BSM: ...Unparalleled Innocence, I hope you have a pleasant rest of your cycle. UI: Haha gotte UI: <Forcefully removed from group> BSM: <Changed group name to [OCEANTIDES]> BSM: ... BSM: I am not sure how she did that, to be honest. NSH: He can be quite crafty, I’ll give her that. CW: You okay, Moon? BSM: Yes, I just... I do not like it when Unparalleled Innocence is mean to Five Pebbles like that. I can't help but worry for the two of them. BSM: I hope that whatever is bothering Yui can be resolved, so that he can stop lashing out at my brother. NSH: You're being too nice to her! If I were you, I would mute him for a bit. BSM: I do not wish to isolate her, Sig. It wouldn't do any good, especially with our communication arrays slowly deteriorating. NSH: ...I swear, your kindness and mercy are gonna kill you one day.

[iheartgaykey]

HEY ELLIE :D I wanted to stop by and say how much you really mean to me and how thankful I am to have gotten to meet someone who is very arguably inspiring to me in several ways. I've been thinking about your AU so much lately it's during my weird moments I'm thinking of Ron and Lucid "What would they do in this scenario" PLEASE. I don't think you realize how much you matter to me in general even if it sounds super cliche and corny 😭 Sort of taking the opportunity to ask you now if there's ANYTHING you'd like to share with me? It can be art, oc lore, dhmis related content.. EVEN OTHER FANDOMS!! FEEL FREE TO JUST TAKE THE TIME TO RAMBLE IF YOU REALLY WANT TO... I DON'T MIND HOW MUCH YOU SHARE EITHER I love you!!!! /p Keep your chin up! I'll always be here if you need me (SORRY THIS INBOX CAME OUT OF NOWHERE SOBS)

DOLL HELLO DOLL OMGGODNJSMISFJJ HIHIHI SINCE YOURE HERE I MIGHT AS WELL GIVE YOU A BIG RAMBLE BC I DO HAVE ALOT TO SAY ACTUALLY… ESSAY INCOMING !!!!

YOUVE GOT ME THINKING ABT DHMIS AGAIN THO N I DO HAVE A BIG DEVELOPMENT THING COMING UP PRETTY SOON FOR LOCKED UP!!! Lennon is still being designed + I’ve been making tons of different versions of him w different outfits n hair n loads of fun stuff but my most recent stuffs is on whiteboard… im revisiting most of the whiteboard concepts from forever ago n basing my designs on that :D plus Aaron is getting a minor little redesign (giving him some more intricate details and going more in-depth with some of his already existing details) IM ACTUALLY TRYING TO PUT MORE SYMBOLISM INTO SOME OF THESE GUYS. AARONS NECK CLAMP THING IS GONNA COME BACK INTO PLAY FULL SWING GAHHH (speaking of Aaron’s neck clamp thing! I made a Kandi version of it. Wearing it as I type this hhhhhhhhh) I have a base for everyone (mostly everyone) doodled up on whiteboard.i just need to put it to use !! Which reminds me all of the teachers canonically have like.. Barbie doll bodies hee haw

More on Lennon though!! I’m basing him mostly on the interaction he had with Yellow in the Death episode! He’s very soft-spoken and doesn’t know what the fuck is going on most of the time, he is one of the most mindless puppets out of the teachers (is it even SURPRISING that Ron would like him.) but most of his fucked-up-ness is because he started glitching out after Red messed with the machine 😔

ALSO LUCID HAS BEEN ON THE MIND SM FOR ME? Aaron n Lucid interactions need to happen hello!!!! (They would try to kill eachother) as far as I can tell the average conversation between them would be mostly insults and annoyed scoffs!! They hate eachother and I love that for them ❤️ (their dynamic would certainly be something strange? Aaron is EXTREMELY cocky and I doubt he would give a single fuck whether Lucid is mentally OK or not? Although Lucid seems to want for nobody to gaf sooo?????) (And while I'm on the topic Lucid and Lennon would also not get along bc Len acts really fucking stupid and I kind of doubt Lucid would be able to stand him 💀)

EITHER WAY MORE LUCID IN LOCKED UP STUFF IS DEFINITELY HAPPENING SOON <3 I REALLY LIKED HOW I RENDERED MY ELLIE IN THE REAL DRAWING SO I HAVE TONS OF MOTIVATION TO DOODLE

I'm also really into Dandys world? (LIKE I HAVENT TALKED ABOUT THIS ENOUGH) and besides from my dhmis designs n such I'm also redesigning all of the toons. (Cough cough rn working on Vee) GAME-WISE IVE ALSO JUST SAVED UP ENOUGH ICHOR (Ichor is the in-game currency) TO GET ASTRO WHICH IM INSANELY HAPPY ABOUT (me and a friend play literally every night AND WE HAVE THE LONG AWAITED PEBBLE AND ASTRO COMBO...) and after I get Shelly me and them are gonna get Razzle&Dazzle mastery together <3 (r&d has a very weird play style so I keep joking about getting their mastery) IM TRYING NOT TO MAKE THIS CONFUSING SO YOU UNDERSTAND? THERES ALSO A COMICON WE R GOING TO IN LIKE A MONTH AND IM WORKING ON MAKING AN ASTRO COSPLAY!!! EXPLODES IMMEDIATELY

Ohh… also music…. There are a few PARTICULAR songs I’ve had on loop for a while (nervous sweating…) I had actually kind of based my Ellie in the real drawing on the cover art for Good Enough by Kittensneeze… but mostly on Beautiful Princess Disorder? Bpd gives me some really cool imagery (js like $oulbomb) neons in particular I feel are literally the exact vibe of that song (although for calmer music it would either be grays or muted colors I love color language) the Distortionist has also been on repeat and IT.REMINDS ME OF AARON AND LUCID GET THEM OUT OF MY HEADNDUCNJDANSJS (OFF TOPIC BUT FLOWERS BY SACRISTUFF? GO LISTEN TO IT I BEG) THEY MAKE ME SO ILLLLLLL……. I HAVE A LUCID PLAYLIST IN THE MAKING HELLO IVE BEEN ADDING MUSIC TO IT FOR MONTHS NOW I JS NEED TO MAKE A COVER. WKMDJENDIAMAKAMDNEH

[tamarieatsbatteries175]

ok so some people wanted my rw lore dump so so here it is ::3 i just copied and pasted it from discord lmao i am NOT taking another 20 minutes to write that shit

okay so first i gotta explain the main components:

1. the cycle - Basically everybody is in a timeloop. nobody can die permanently without ascension [dying permanently], so when you die you wake up again.

2. the ancients - Basically humans who want to break the cycle and die permanently. most of them see the cycle as suffering so they want to die lmao

3. iterators - big sentient supercomputer that reach higher than the clouds thats how fucking big they are. they were created by the ancients to help them find a solution to break the cycle [called the great problem]

ok now the storyline

an iterator by the name of seven red suns sends the potential solution to five pebbles. but the solution requires intake of a shit ton of water to be done successfully which causes problems bc of his neighbor, looks to the moon uses the same water supply as him [iterators need water to function] so uh. pebbles is taking all the water and moon is like "oh my god you are fucking killing me please stop" and pebbles is like "STFU UR NOT MY MOM" or smth and bc he had to lock in like crazy to do his project correctly he fucks it up bc moons message distracted him so now he has robot turbo cancer [called the rot]

seven red suns sends out a messenger, spearmaster, to deliver a pearl [pearls are data storage. like google docs] telling pebbles to stop immediately. hes like "NO STFU GTFO" and spearmaster goes to moon and shes like "yo can i rewrite this? k thanks" and she rewrites it and gives it connection to the communication arrays [iterator discord] to announce shes fucking dying. spearmaster takes it there, the message has some soppy bs in it about how moon is thankful for everything everyone has done n whatever but thats it then she dies

so another iterator, no significant harrasment [weird names ik] makes like a fuckin slag key thing to get her atleast slightly functional again and sends out the hunter to give moon the slag keys and they r successful and moon is like "thank you bro but uh you have cancer get well soon 🙏" and idk man hunter dies and i get sad

im keeping out irrelevant/slugcat only bs btw play the game urself for that [or ill make another infodump just on the slugcat campaigns]

so giant fucking timeskip to the far future!

pebbles is fucking dying to the rot and some slugcat, rivulet shows up and pebbles starts venting to it like "i feel so bad for what i did to moon shes like my sister and everything wah wah wah take my last power cell and give it to her i dont deserve to live anymore" and riv is like "alr sure i guess" and takes his fucking heart out and riv makes its way to moon like "hey man i got ts for u" and shes like "omg i think u just killed somebody anyway go put that in my superstructure for me will ya sweetie" and riv is like "ok anyghing for god 💚" and blah blah it puts the cell thingy in moons systems and shes able to work better now and shes like "i can finally read all my missed messages yay" and she sends out a message to the communication array and is like "hey guys im back online i missed so much also i forgive you pebbles" and pebbles is like "ty bro🙏🙏 while im still alive lets be best friends forever"

anyways more timeskip to the far future!

its fucking cold and snow is everywhere. some slugcat, saint, has some weird ass attunement to the world and can like ascend stuff so he ascends everybody and whatever 💚 he cant die tho so. uhh everybodys dead the end i dont know man play the game the dialog is a fuckibg masterpiece

[broz0neglitters]

Brozone Smoking Headcanons + Poppy & viva

Warning: Smoking cigarettes/Vaping/Smoking joints/Weed pens mention

Disclaimer: I do not encourage my followers to start smoking or vaping is not suitable for you and is not worth it. I quit vaping about two months ago, and I am Vape Free; Although I never smoked cigarettes or anything, I was highly addicted to vaping, and it became a bad habit I started having damage lungs to the point where I couldn’t breathe and started having health problems. Anyways if you do smoke or vape, I would encourage you to think twice and maybe put some thought into it I’m not bashing anyone who smokes or vape this message was just a reminder not to do it because it was base on my personal experiences I hope you guys understand where I'm coming from and please stay safe smoking + Vapes kills people I lost a couples of friends and family members because of vaping and smoking <3 stay safe...

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John Dory:

-Super old school he dosen't know how to use a weed pen or a vape when branch offer him his Flum pebbles blueberry mint Vape john took a puff but he started coughing super badly

-Cigarette is john dory best friend

-John dory smoke almost every day even when he was alone for the past 20+ years

-His brothers hates the smell of it but to john dory he likes it

-Branch always tells john to vape is better but is not any different

-John hates Vape flavor b/c is fruity

-John will sometimes puff floyd weed pen and joints if he wanted too

Bruce:

-He's a father now he dosen't smoke or vape that much anymore... But it all change....

-Still owns his old School Vape (Back in his boy band days he would vape with a couple of his friends)

-When he is with his brothers he would smoke joints and vape

-He likes branch Vape so much that he told branch to get him one and it was the Geek bar pulse vape which was frozen blackbery fab

-Bruce would hide it from his wife and kids he would sneak off some where during his break and take a vape break

-Bruce is addicted to vaping now he couldn't stop

-But Bruce will slowly start to limit himself and hide his vape where he can't get to it

-Only use his vape when he sees his bros or at a party

Clay:

-He will hook you up with joints and weed pens he has it all

-Biggest Joint smoker

-owns lots of joints he has a box full of it

-His brothers call him the joint dealer or joint smoker

-Just like john dory hates vape cause of their fruity smells but he dosen't mind the flavor weed vape

-Gave his weed pen to floyd cause he smoke joints 24/7

-Clay introduce his brothers to joints

-Clay tried vaping but hates it he was coughing and saying that it was too fruity and sweet for his taste

Floyd:

-Owns a weed pen because clay gave it to him he also owns a Vape which was a Geek bar pulse vape Pink Lemonade he dosen't use his vape that often cause he is hook with his weed vape

-Floyd weed pen is flavor so when clay gave it to floyd is flavor so is Lemon haze weed pen vape

-Gets high easily

-Also is a fan of joint smoking would always ask clay for a couple of joints when ever they see each other again

-Floyd would buy anyone Vape/weed pen etc if they ask nicely but do pay him back

-Has a vaping problem

-Always using his weed pen/vape 24/7

Branch:

-Poppy introduce him to vaping she got him a flum pebbles blueberry mint and he was hook on it

-Can also smoke weed pen but he use floyd weed pen

-Like floyd has vaping problem 24/7

-Brought Bruce the Geek bar pulse vape which was frozen blackbery fab

-Branch owns another vape which was the vape pens; maybe the non flavor ones

Poppy & Viva:

-Both of the sister own a vape which was flum poppy has the peach icy and viva has the berrymelon icy

-Both sisters would sometimes use each-other vape from time to time and they would hide it from their father

-Poppy introduce branch to vaping

-Both sister has a vaping problem they feel the rush after one puff

-They both can't handle weed pen and joints

-They like vaping better because of the fruity taste

-Both sister plan on getting different vape flavors and collecting them all

-They like to taste different flavor vape

-Do expect them to ask you "Ooo is that a new flavor vape can I please try?" once they like that flavor they will ask where you got it and buy it

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Anyways; Sorry if this headcanons was short also sorry for grammer mistake I've been busy so anyways I hope you guys likes this <3

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[bittersweet-kelly]

Superman Saves a Cat From a Tree. Chapter 1 - Selena gets caught up with an old pal

Superman saves a cat from a tree: Part 1, Part 2

Summary: Catwoman, Selena Kyle, steps into some trouble while trying to find her ex, Batman, who seems to be missing while dealing with the League of Assassins and his ex, Talia Al Ghul. She runs into one of Batman's wards.

Rating: 18+ (Smut in later chapters) Minors do not Interact

Parings: Selena Kyle (Catwoman) x Clark Kent (Superman)

Warnings: Jokes about butts, smut in later chapters, swearing, jealousy (If you squint), not beta'd or lightly proof-read

Word Count: 1,296

Disclaimer: I do not own Henry or have any connections to Henry. Nor do I own any content from DC comics, Warner Brothers.

I wanted to start with Selena's side before moving onto Clark's. He'll be coming later dears. ;)

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It's been 3 months since Bruce Wayne and Selena Kyle got engaged and it's been 1 month since Selena dumped Bruce on the grounds of being bored. Or so she goes around and tells people. It was much more complex than that, obviously. Bruce wanted kids where Selena didn't… Bruce has kids. Adopted sure, but they're still kids. The late night costume rendezvous also became less frequent and that sort of killed the vibe for Selena… She liked the chase. The tease. Now she was caught and hooked… What was she supposed to do now? Be a wifey? Become a housewife? Join the cast of Housewives of Gotham? Heavy pass.

She was now free to do what she pleases. That also involves slipping into her tight costume that hugged her every curve to distract the thugs of Gotham. Who doesn't love the attention? Her catsuit was like a second skin. The zip stopped halfway down her sternum, revealing her cleavage that was tucked firmly in her clothes.

During one night ,while she was stalking the rooftops in her favourite neighbourhood, she heard some gunfire from the streets. She snorted to herself. "Batman will be after their asses soon. Poor souls." While chuckling to herself it slowly dawned on her… She hasn't heard from Bruce or Batman for 3 weeks. Furrowing her brow she checked her phone. No missed calls… Messages. She shrugged it off, he's probably drowning his sorrows in the nearest bar - crying because she left him. Or so she told herself. Anyone would cry after being dumped by her.

Her train of thought was interrupted by a shuffle of feet landing on the roof with her. The loose pebbles shuffling underneath their weight. "I was just thinking about you." She turned, expecting the brooding bat.

"Thanks, can't say I was thinking about you." Dick Greyson, better known as Nightwing, retorted back to her with a wink. "What pleasure do I owe being thought of? My handsome looks?" He smirked at her. Selena scoffed. Nightwing stood in front of her in his own tight costume that showed off his athletic body.

"I thought you were the big, bad Bat." She placed a hand on her hip, while looking over at him. "What are you doing here? Thought you were exiled to Bludhaven?"

"Exiled?" Dick put a hand over his heart. "Is that what Bruce told you? No it was Damian wasn't it?" Shook his head. "Ass."

"Mhm. He is a brat, I'll give you that but ass? That's all you." She leaned over to peer at his ass and glutes. "Ever thought you should change your name from Dick to something butt related?" Selena joked with a cocky smirk spread across her lips. Dick tutted, wagging a finger at her.

"Careful, you were nearly my Step-mom. That's taboo in places… Other than the internet." Dick rolled his eyes. "My eyes are up here lady." Motioned with his fingers to where his eyes are. "Plus you can talk, you have the same issue as me I bet." Selena couldn't argue that point, she too had a big butt. Bruce loved to squeeze it - amongst other things but that might have been weird to discuss to one of his kids.

"Speaking of Dad…" Selena turned back to look over at Gotham. "Where is he? I would have expected to see him sulking around in the shadows by now. I even stole- I even rescued some jewels from some black market dealer and I half expected to see him." Selena looked over to Nightwing. He looked pensive.

"We haven't heard from him for about 2 weeks now. Not like him. None of us have been scowled at or told we're doing something wrong. Alfred handed me a note when I went to go and see him. It mentions he's gone to see Talia to resolve a feud." Dicked looked confused at Selena. She just shrugged her shoulders.

"Guess he's gone back to his side piece?" She said bitterly. "Hey, no idea. But aren't you the one who ended things?" Dick pointed out after spotting how she spoke and sensed some jealousy. "Hmph!" Selena decided to ignore Dick's comment. "So he's gone back to the league of assassins."

Dick hummed in thought. "Yep, seems like it. After Bruce's run-in with them last time they seemed to vanish. If they're back in Gotham, means somethings going down. I've been looking for their entrance the last few days now. I can't spot anything out of the ordinary. No ninjas to chase either!" Scoffed in disappointment. Selena's brow furrowed.

"I see… Hidden tunnels most likely. Have you asked Killer Croc?" She asked, half serious as she looked over at Dick again. "He knows the sewers like the scales on the back of his mutated paw." Dick pointed at her before half skipping away.

"You have a point Kit-kat." He then swan dived off the edge of the building. Once a performer, always a performer. Show-off. "While you go and get your ass kicked… I'll go for a little girl on girl action." Turning her attention to the 'Garden of Eden' greenhouse and shop down in Bristol Gotham. "Red better be there."

Having made her way across town Selena stood looking at the overgrown greenhouse near the river. Climbing through a broken window she looked around until coming to a large room. To the side was a large plant that looked like it was trodden on and beaten down. Not like Pamela to treat her babies like that…

"You shouldn't have come Selena." A voice echoed around the room making it hard for Selena to pinpoint Poison Ivy's location. "But Red." Selena replied in a sing-song tone of voice. "I thought you missed our little chats. I know I missed you." Selena's gaze shot down as a vine wrapped around her ankle, tearing her off the ground to leave her hanging like she was caught in a boobie-trap. "IVY! Is this anyway to treat a friend?" A pair of giant leaves rustled and flapped to thee floor revealing the fiery, in more than one way, redhead.

"We are not friends!" Ivy snapped back. "You only call me a friend when you want something. You're all take and no give! No wonder Batman came looking for me." Her hand brushed her locks away from her face. Walking over to Selena to stand face to face. Other than Selena being upside down. "-You-" Ivy prodded Selena's forehead with her pointer finger. "You told Batman how to find me… How to enter my place of refuge." Ivy Scoffed, turning her head to the side. "…Ivy. You live in a greenhouse with a rather odd looking tree sticking out of the building. It's not exactly conspicuous." Ivy's attention fell back onto Selena, rolling her eyes at the truth.

"Now why shouldn't I throw you out like the trash you are?" Ivy placed her hands on her hips giving Selena attitude.

Catwoman gasped. "Ivy! You wouldn't litter your own beautiful green earth would you?!" Selena raised a brow, even though she was wearing a mask the fabric lifted with her eyebrow.

"Fine!" Spat Ivy. "You made your point… You can decompose here, feed my babies." Ivy turned on the spot, slapping Selena with her hair. "That will give Batman time to solidify his plan."

Selena found herself being lifted higher into the air. "IVY?! WHAT PLAN?" She screamed only to be turned the right way up.

"Oh, something about ruling the League of Assassins by giving Talia more heirs." Ivy waved her hand dismissively over her shoulder. Selena then felt her body feeling numb, like something tight was wrapped around it… The vines tightened around her body and acted like a cocoon with how they sealed her in.

[x-ceirios-x]

(Part 3) City of Lost Souls, Chapter 19: Love and Blood

please see the masterlist for notes about this series/collection of works

Magnus jerked the wheel to the side so fast that the tires screeched. They bumped onto the shoulder of the road, under the shadow of a copse of partly leafless trees. 

The next thing Simon knew, the doors were open and everyone was tumbling out onto the blacktop. The sun was going down, and the headlights of the truck were on, lighting them all with an eerie glow. 

“All right, vampire boy,” said Magnus, shaking his head hard enough to shed glitter. “What the hell is going on?”

Alec leaned against the truck as Simon explained, repairing the conversation with Clary as accurately as he could before the whole thing flew out of his head. 

“Did she say anything about getting her and Jace out of here?” Alec asked when he was done, his face pale in the yellowish glow from the headlights. 

“No,” said Simon. “And—I don’t think Jace wants to get out. He wants to be where he is.”

“What’s this Seventh Sacred Site business, then?” he demanded. “I know about the seven wonders of the world, but seven sacred sites?”

“They’re more in the interest of warlocks than Nephilim,” Magnus said. “Each is a place where ley lines converge, forming a matrix—a sort of net within which magical spells are amplified. The seventh is a stone tomb in Ireland, at Poll na mBrón: the name means ‘the cavern of sorrows’. It’s in a very bleak, uninhabited area called the Burren. A good place to raise a demon, if it's a big one.” He tugged at a spike of hair. “This is bad. Really bad.”

Rowan, silent and death-glaring a pebble on the road until now, finally spoke up. “Did she say anything about Jensen?”

Simon hesitated. In the brief second, he watched their eyes widen and face tighten. Guilt pooled in his stomach for making them worry but he wasn’t sure the truth would ease them at all. “He’s alive,” he said quickly, taking a few steps forward, racing to take their hand. He squeezed it tight, which they reciprocated. “He’s in bad shape, but he’s alive.”

Rowan sighed in relief—the first one he’d seen since their brother disappeared. “I’ll kill the bastard,” they said, their tone growing hard and angry. “I swear it, I will.”

“I think there’s a line,” Simon said, stepping to the side to look at Magnus. His hand never left Rowan’s. “Do you think he can do it? Make dark Shadowhunters?”

“Everything has an alliance, Simon. The alliance of the Nephilim is seraphic, but if it were demonic, they’d still be as strong, as powerful as they are now. But they would be dedicated to the eradication of mankind instead of its salvation.”

“We have to get there,” Rowan said. They stared past him, looking at Magnus. A fog clouded their eyes, one that Simon recognized as focus. Sheer focus on the goal ahead, one that would let them stop at nothing to kill Sebastian. The hair on the back of his neck raised. “We have to stop them. We need to get my brother back.”

“Him, you mean. We need to stop him,” Alec said. “Sebastian.”

“Jace is his ally now, Alec, you have to accept that,” they said, their voice cold and harsh. They pulled away from Simon and took a step forward.

A light, misty drizzle had begun to fall. The drops gleamed like gold in the headlights’ glow. Magnus spoke tightly. “Ireland is five hours ahead. They’re doing the ceremony at midnight. It’s five o’clock here. That means we have an hour and a half—maybe two, at most—to stop them.”

“Then we need to get moving,” they said, anger rising in their voice. “If we’re going to stop him—”

“Rowan, there are only four of us,” Alec said. “We don't even know what kind of numbers were up against—”

“I don’t care!” they shouted, their breath heaving. Simon, a few steps behind them, cringed at the sudden noise. “My brother is alive, Alec, and I have a chance to save him!”

“Not if you get yourself killed first!” Despite Alec and Rowan being the level-headed Lightwoods, Simon had noticed they did get into quite the fights. “I’m not letting you run off on some suicide mission to chance saving Jensen if it means that you’ll both probably end up dead!”

Simon glanced at Magnus, who was watching Alec and Rowan argue with a peculiarly detached expression. “Magnus,” Simon said. “Why didn’t we just Portal to the farm? You Portaled half of Idris to Brocelind Plain.”

“I wanted to give you enough time to change your mind,” said Magnus, not taking his eyes off of his boyfriend.

“But we can Portal from here,” Simon said. “I mean, you could do that for us.”

“Yeah,” Magnus said. “But like Alec says, we don’t know what we’re up against in terms of numbers. I’m a pretty powerful warlock, but Johnathan Morgenstern is no ordinary Shadowhunter, and neither is Jace, for that matter. And if they succeed in raising Lilith—she’ll be a lot weaker than she was, but she’s still Lilith.”

“But she’s dead,” said Simon. “The Mark killed her.”

“Greater Demons don’t die,” said Magnus. “You…scattered her between worlds. It will take a long time for her to reform and she will be weak for years. Unless Sebastian calls her up again.” He pushed a hand through his wet, spiked hair. 

“We have the sword,” Rowan said. “We can kill Sebastian. We have Magnus, and Simon—”

“We don’t even know if the sword will work,” said Alec. “And it won’t do us much good if we can’t get to Sebastian. And Simon isn’t even Mr. Indestructible anymore. He can be killed just like the rest of us.”

They all looked at Simon, Rowan’s eyes boring into him like they just realized the Mark was gone; they just realized he could be killed. He could be killed and the thought shocked them to their core. “We have to try,” he said, looking at Rowan. “Look—we don’t know how many are going to be there, no. We have a little time. Not a lot, but enough—if we Portal—to grab some reinforcements.”

“Reinforcements from where?” Rowan demanded. 

“I’ll go to Maia back at the apartment,” said simon, his mind quickly ticking over possibilities. “See if Jordan can get any assistance from the Praetor Lupus. Magnus, go to the downtown police station, see about enlisting whatever members of the pack are around. Rowan and Alec—”

“You’re splitting us up?” Rowan demanded, their voice angering quickly. They grabbed his arm, shaking him slightly, as if to dissuade him from such a thought. “What about fire-messages, or—”

“No one’s going to trust a fire-message about something like this. Maybe not even Isabelle,” said Magnus. “And besides, fire-messages are for Shadowhunters. Do you really want to communicate this information to the Clave via fire-message instead of going to the Institute yourself?”

“Fine.” Rowan dropped Simon’s arm and stalked around to the side of the car. They yanked the door open, but didn’t get inside: instead, they reached in and drew out Glorious. It shone in the dim light like a bolt of dark lightning,the words carved on the blade flickering in the car light: Quis ut Deus? 

The rain was starting to paste Rowan’s black hair to their forehead. They looked formidable as they walked back to rejoin the group. “Then we leave the car here. We split up, but we meet back at the Institute in an hour. That’s when we leave, whoever we have with us.” They met each of their companion’s eyes, one by one, daring them to challenge. “Simon, take this.”

They held out Glorious to him, hilt-forward.

“Me?” Simon was startled. “But I don’t—I haven't really used a sword before.”

“You called it down,” they said, their blue eyes icy in the rain. “The angel gave it to you, Simon, and you will be the one that carries it.”

[dokidokisadness]

Daisuke

(our caretaker)

29 years old (in youkai years I guess...)

Also a half dragon, but the other half is fox. So he is still a full youkai.

Some would call him afeminate, he really likes to mix both male and female wear, and also wears makeup.

Seems to have some type of following from a few villages, maybe due to his strenth, maybe a pebble of kindness(very unlikely)

Definately not a caretaker type. He doesn't care about anything but his own looks and skills and tends to be very territorial. He hates to share and kills anything he finds to be stopping(or eve just incovenient to) him.

He lives in a pretty big temple on top of a mountain all by himself, and the only other beings around are plants or youkais he deems to weak to care about.

people's impression:

As stated before, a few 2 or 3 villages adore and worship him. 1- during a fight he redirected a river to a village that was going through drowth. 2- he killed the chief who was a youkai( a youkai who stepped to close to him) that was exploring the people. 3- he stole some cattle from them, but they found out he goes away for some time, if you give him sweets.

People who have seen him in action are very afraid and avoid him.

some judge him for his fashion, but they never live to tell the tale.

job:

none. he wanders, steals, hunts, he picks up offerings, whatever pleases him. and if he thinks someone is on his lane he kills.

origins:

His mother was a smart Fox youkai and his father was a pretty slick and strong Dragon youkai. so he was raised with a silver spoon on his mouth.

taglist:

@demondamage

[kakyogay]

alright okay i saw the ask mentioning a “horror game that hits way too close to home” and its. its the Omor. so besides the whole rot flare-up thing, how do you think pebbles would react to the Game,,

(personally i think he would bawl at final duet like the rest of us 😔)

WARNING OMORI SPOILERS AHEAD

I mean canonically he's basically omori. But unless I come up with something, the whole killing sibing doesn't make much sense in the modernerator universe. So with that, I don't think the truth would get him. I think he'd just be flabbergasted when it's revealed. Could maybe come up with a way for pebbles to ALMOST kill moon in an accident but for now I think dealing with the rot is enough.

Also as a basil disliker I must project my absolute HATE for that flowery bastard onto him. (jk I think he's fine please don't burn my crops)

but anyways uh I think he'd be fine with the rest of the game in terms of not psychological horror bits. Only thing I can really think of is him finding sweetheart annoying and the Humphrey fight unbearable. But then again that's pretty normal I think.

The main bit I wanted to mention with this is how he'd get the endings. Y'know that scripted death at the omori fight? I feel like he'd chose 'no' thinking he'd be able to attempt it the next day and just head to bed. So basically he'd get the bad end first on accident and get the true/good end the next day. Also he would for sure bawl his eyes out at final duet.

I've had an ask going stale in my inbox that I would have used to doodle that last bit but never got the motivation to so I'll just put the ask here.

Anyways I think that's all I wanted to mention. It's been quite a while since I last played/watched someone play omori and don't really plan to go back through it since it's such a long game and I've had to restart it maybe 4 times from moving devices and also getting it on the switch (the farthest I ever got was starting humphrey in my very first playthrough which is on a device that I don't use anymore).

alright I'll stop and go back to being kinda productive gbye fo now :3