#storm hawks ask game

[far-side-skies]

Finn for shits and giggles //shot

lol to be honest

I don't think he does honestly. Not out of being an asshole, it just doesn't occur to him and more often than not, he probably doesn't have any money to tip with (I doubt Stork would trust him with any amount of money and I'm pretty sure he's in charge of the team's finances).

Though if there's a pretty girl in the restaurant, he might 'conveniently' find a few dollars to spare.

3/10

[brainrotgoverner]

2. ⚔️ - Atmosia or Cyclonia?

Well-

I'm never got out of my edgy middle school phase.

[teine-mallaichte]

3 or 17 for the Rook story time prompts?

Gone for 3 - "a time Rook got really drunk" because I thought that could be amusing.

So this is set just after Storm 'Rook' Hawke joins Varric and Harding on their search for Solas. So before Veilguard starts.

Rook story time prompts

Storm had never really thought of himself as the type to drink himself into oblivion, but here he was, his head spinning, his body heavy, and his mind... a swirling mess of nonsense.

It was supposed to be one drink. Just one, maybe two. The first had practically been shoved into his hand by Varric, the ones after that... Maybe they were in him.

Somewhere between Varric’s endless tales of his past escapades and Harding’s knowing looks, Storm had slipped too far. And now, the only thing keeping him upright seemed to be sheer stubbornness, and maybe a little too much pride to let his 'uncle' see him fail at holding his liquor.

The crowd had grown around their table, the inn buzzing with the warmth of shared drinks and laughter. A few adventurous souls had leaned in, eager to hear the next chapter of Varric’s stories. Storm tried to laugh along, but his mind kept flicking back to the small knot in his stomach, the one that tugged at him every time he thought about Aunt Bethany’s earlier disappointment. Sure, he’d disobeyed orders, but if he hadn’t, that village would’ve been overrun by darkspawn. He’d saved lives, and that should’ve mattered more than rules.

Not that the Wardens had seen it that way.

He sighed, dragging his attention back to the present. Varric was gesturing wildly, the small crowd around their table hanging on his every word. Storm tried to follow along, but the knot of guilt in his stomach tightened. He reached for his drink��wait, when did it get empty?

Varric had smoothed things over. Storm wasn't sure how. The dwarf just had a knack for that sort of thing. And now here Storm was, heading to Tevinter to track down an elven god.

Yeah... weird day.

Was he still a Warden? Could you leave the Wardens? No... Of course not. The taint was literally in his blood. But then, his dad had left the Wardens, hadn’t he? Storm’s thoughts were slipping, tangling into a mess.

Varric was still talking about dragons and a pit full of bones? Storm wasn’t really listening anymore. Nothing seemed important when you were drunk, but simultaneously, everything was important. Everything had weight. And yet everything was… kind of… hilarious.

He wasn't sure how he got from there, pretending to listen to Varrics stories, to here - trying to impress a random group of travelers by hurling tiny bursts of lightning into the air.

The spark, that was accidental—a wayward flicker of energy while he was talking that sent a table of mugs rattling. The second one? More controlled. More purposeful.

But the third and forth? Well the entire table was looking at him like he was about to set the place on fire. Not that Storm noticed. He was too busy grinning like he was the star of a show that no one was watching.

And that’s when Varric decided it was time to step in.

“All right, kid, time to call it a night before you fry someone’s eyebrows off,” He slid next to Storm, one hand resting casually on his back to steady him.

"I could fry eyebrows," Storm slurred, lifting his hand like he might summon more sparks, “But I won’t. ‘Cause I’m nice.”

“Of course you are,” Varric said, his tone dry, as he bit back a laugh. “But you’re also too tall for me to carry, so... bedtime.”

At that, Storm let out a laugh, swaying slightly before stumbling forward, nearly tripping over his own feet. “I was taller than you when I was twelve,” he declared, his grin wide.

Varric chuckled softly. “Yeah, I remember you pointing that out at the time,” he quipped, guiding the mage towards the stairs, ready to catch him if things went south. After all, the Hawke family had a history of attracting chaos.

But then, Storm paused mid-step and looked over his shoulder at Varric. “You’re wise,” he mumbled, almost tripping again but catching himself just in time. “Small. But wise... Like a nug!"

Varric froze for a moment, before breaking into a full laugh, his voice loud enough to draw a few curious glances. “A nug?” he said, barely able to contain himself. “Alright, kid, I see you inherited Blondies alcohol tolerance - not your mothers.” He gave Storm a gentle shove toward the stairs, guiding him along with more care now, "The Hawke 'lack of common sense' hasn't skipped you though."

“Hey,” Storm said, stumbling forward and catching himself on the bannister. “I have lots of sense. Common sense. That’s why I’m going to bed… eventually.”

“Now,” Varric corrected.

The mage waved a hand vaguely in front of him, grinning like a fool as he stumbled along. Mumbling about something nonsensical, Varric wasn't listening, too busy trying to manoeuver the kid up the staircase.

Eventually they reached the top of the stairs. “Time for bed,” Varric repeated, his tone a mix of affection and amusement. Gently guiding Storm toward his room, as the young Hawke tried to stumble off in the wrong direction.

“Alright, Rook,” Varric muttered as he managed to get the correct door open, “No more magic light shows. I’ve got enough of a headache keeping you out of trouble sober”

Storm grinned lazily as he stumbled into the room. “I wasn’t doin’ a light show,” he muttered, collapsing onto the bed with all the grace of a falling sack of potatoes.

The drawf sighed, shaking his head as he stood in the doorway, looking at the sprawled figure on the bed. Storm’s legs were still hanging off the side, his boots half on, half off. He gave a muffled groan, lifting one hand in a half-hearted wave. “Night, nug…”

Varric sighed, shutting the door behind him. “Hawkes,” he muttered to himself as he headed back downstairs. “Chaos. Every one of them.”

[alexeithegoat]

14!!

HI CY !!! <3 Thanks for sending! 💜💜

14. Favorite book you read this year?

I am going to be completely honest with you, 2023 was not a year for books for me I am afraid. I reread A New Dawn by John Jackson Miller for the nth time however! And a little bit of the Ascendancy books by Timothy Zahn!

As for fanfics however, there are few that stick out to me that I will link now. Fair warning, all but the first one are Sonic (because that Star War divorce is in full swing baby):

Luminara and Barriss by JediMasterBailey

absolutely stunning writing and grasp of characters! I am always in love with Bailey's writing and she never ceases to immerse a reader in deep. This one is incredible and I always find myself going back to it when I need a little cheering up! If you love the wonderful Luminous Lineage, this one is for you! the worldbuilding is insanely good and so is the dialogue (internal and external). Highly recc! (centred on Luminara Unduli and Barriss Offee!!!)

What Was I Made For? by bitter_sweet_coffee

my most recent read and a wonderful one at that! they capture Wave and Espio down to a key and it's so heartfelt that you can really feel the love put into it! shorter than the last one but that doesn't take away from how much I love it. <3 (centred on Wave the Swallow and Espio the Chameleon!)

Learning & Teaching by SAJ_Man07

oh my GOD okay I am not normal about this at all. I did read it completely sleep deprived and emotional but I love this so much. the writing and characterisation is remarkable and they have a good love for the Babylon Rogues!!! This fic is constantly on my mind and I love it sm. I think it's one of those fics that change the way you think fundamentally. absolutely incredible would read again for the nth time <3 (centred on the babylon rogues ((namely storm and wave))

and lastly, Swept Away in Gentle Waters by melting_shards

this is so cute!!! I love it sm and I keep thinking back to it! The way they word and describe things is AAAGH and I am in love! It's expertly written and very light to read, would 100% recommend this! (centred on Kitsunami the Fennec and Miles 'Tails' Prower <3)

thank you sm for the ask and I hope you don't mind my slight derailment from the OG question! I wish I had more to say on that. Maybe 2024 will be my year for books, who knows 🤷‍♂️

end of year ask game!!!

[overlordneon]

Since Stork(storm hawks) is the only canon adult i think

Stork/Ravess, Stork/Repton, Stork/Starling

Truly I don't ship Stork with anyone but his damn airship but let's try

Stork/Ravess - NOTP

He can't have Ravess because Ravess should be with MEEEEE

Stork/Repton - OTP

I don't know why but I think nervous paranoid stork and giant raptor man would at least be the funniest combo here.

Stork/Starling - BROTP

It's been a while since I've rewatched the series, but I think these two got along fine? If anything, Starling seems like she'd be a cool collected figure that could calm stork down (or at least try)

[yami268]

You know how Aerrow, Finn, and Piper’s parents were Storm Hawks who led the charge to wipe out evil from Atmos? What if they were sort of like the Scarlet Crusade, where there was a sort of detente between free atmos and Cyclonia but the Storm Hawks wanted Cyclonia to be destroyed. The Storm Hawks being noble heroes was a propaganda move by the governments of the free Terras. That’d really mess Aerrow up.

I'm not sure if Finn and Piper's parent were Storm Hawks, but I can definitely see that. Or the Storm Hawks were like the Silverhand. But then after the failed attack on Cyclonia, it splintered into two groups with one being the Argent Dawn (possibly Aerrow's squadron) and the other being the radical Scarlet Crusade. The Free Terras could still do the propaganda, but those like the Absolute Zeros and Neck Deeps aren't too keen on them because of the whole bigotry thing.

And it would really mess Aerrow up if Lightning Strike became someone like the Headless Horseman and he pops up around Atmos' equivalent of Halloween.

[stormseclipse]

🍁🙈 for Eclipse and 🍟for Xaria!

Hmm I’d say Eclipse’s favorite season would be summer. She grew up away from the sun so she loves soaking it up now.

Haha���I’d say her intense bloodlust and craving for violence. She may be good but she’s still a bit morally grey when she feels she can get away with it. She has no issue hurting people or killing them if she knows she wouldn’t get in trouble.

Xaria definitely does not cook, she either forages and hunts for food or mooches off of friends.

[sarahtunn]

🪨🌊 for Allegra, 🪄👎 for Heron

-🪨 Someone gifts your OC a shiny rock. What do they do with it?

Allegra attaches it to her cricket bat - where it won't get too damaged, of course. If you're gonna bludgeon someone, do it in style!

-🌊 Has your OC ever seen the ocean? If not, do they want to? What do they think of it?

Allegra's heard of it, of course. She keeps meaning to go check out the Great Ocean Road but there's always something comes up.

-🪄 Does your OC have any special powers? If so, are they normal in this OC’s universe?

Does 'been there, done that, made $2.63 selling the t-shirts' count? Otherwise, Heron's just as special as any other squad member - everyone is special in their own way and just as important as each other.

-👎 Is there someone your OC can’t stand, despite them being on the same side or sharing basic values?

Don't ask Heron about Arygynn... it's complicated. *Especially* about the whole 'Chosen One' thing.

[wowzer-bowzer]

Title: Breaking the Press

Summary: Paige wants to be more then teammates

Paige was already drenched in sweat, her heart pounding in sync with the squeaking sneakers on the court. Practice had been brutal, but that was nothing new. She thrived in the chaos, in the exhaustion, in the moments when the game demanded everything from her.

“Y/N, hit me on the wing!” Paige shouted, her voice cutting through the noise as she sprinted down the court.

You had the ball, your eyes scanning the defense like a hawk. You were the calm in the storm, Paige’s perfect counterpart on the court. Where Paige was fire, you were the ice, and together you burned through the defense like wildfire.

Your pass was clean, crisp, and exactly where it needed to be. Paige caught it in stride, barely breaking her momentum before rising up for a three. The ball sailed through the air, spinning in slow motion, and then – swish. Nothing but net.

“That’s what I’m talking about Paige! You yelled, grinning as you jogged back on defense. Paige gave you a quick wink, her usual way of saying ‘thanks.’

The practice continued, a blur of drills, scrimmages, and sweat-soaked jerseys. By the time Coach finally blew the whistle, the team was wiped, but satisfied. Paige wiped her forehead with the back of her hand, her eyes finding yours across the court. There was something about the way you moved, the quiet confidence that always caught Paige’s attention. It wasn’t just that you were a great player – it was the way you seemed to understand Paige without needing words.

As everyone filed into the locker room, Paige hung back, waiting for you. She needed to talk to you, about something more than basketball, something she’d been pushing down for a while.

“Hey, you got a minute?” Paige asked, trying to keep her voice casual.

You looked up, slightly surprised but nodding. “Yeah, what’s up?”

You both walked out the locker room, the noise of the team fading as you headed towards the empty bleachers. The gym was quieter now, the only sound being the faint echo of your footsteps.

Paige sat down on one of the lower bleachers, you joining her. For a moment, neither of you spoke, the silence stretching out between the two of you. Paige fiddled with the hem of her jersey, trying to find the right words.

“You ever feel like… I don’t know, like something’s missing in life?” Paige finally said, her voice quieter than usual.

You looked at her, your eyebrows raised. “What do you mean?”

“I don’t know, it’s just, lately, I’ve been thinking a lot. About the game, about life, about…the future.” Paige’s heart was racing now, and she could feel her palms getting sweaty. This wasn’t like her – she was usually so confident, and sure of herself. But now all she could think about was, what if everything went wrong.

You didn’t say anything, just waited, your eyes never leaving Paige’s. That was the thing about you– you were patient, always letting Paige take the lead.

“I guess what I’m trying to say is…I want you in my future. Not just as a team mate but more. You mean a lot to me. Not just on the court, but… in every way. I don’t want to mess things up, but I can’t keep pretending that I don’t feel something more.”

You blinked, your expression unreadable. For a moment, Paige thought what she dreaded the most was happening, that she’d ruined everything and made a midrange. But then, you smiled – that slow, warm smile that always made Paige’s heart skip a beat.

“I’ve been waiting for you to say that,” you said softly.

Paige felt a wave of relief wash over her, a grin spreading across her face. “So, where do we go from here?”

You chuckled, leaning back on the bleachers. “Wherever we want. We’re a team. We’ll figure it out together.”

Paige nodded, feeling the weight lift off her shoulders. She reached out her hand, it finding yours naturally. For the first time in a long time, Paige felt like everything was exactly where it was supposed to be. And the only thought in her mind now was her future… her future with you.

A/N: Not my best work 😔.

[flowerbitz]

x-men teacher headcanons bc we all deserve some silliness in our lives:

storm:

you see now she might be a very nice teacher but her first years must have been chaotic...she was definitely not ready to handle a class full of kids still, she learned to like it;

participated in the cheese touch game with the younger kids, no questions asked...

charles:

probably someone has told him "i like your cut g" and he just went on about his day...also there are "low taper fade" memes of him circling around the school gcs;

kids know better than acting nonchalant so they don't get picked but he still picks them anyways...you can't escape him basically;

jean:

watches the class like a hawk during tests...it's scary;

got convinced by her students to dress up as frankenstein (THE DOCTOR NOT THE MONSTER) so she just used her lab clothes the whole day...guess who was the monster;

logan:

tells kids to stay after class if he sees them cheat, does the "disappointed dad" stance before giving them detention;

a kid just straight up told him "type shit" when he gave them an idea for an essay, he tried not to laugh while the kid stared at him obviously nervous (pls i saw this on tik tok and thought it was funny);

scott:

fell out of his chair once, hit his head on the back of the black board and then on the ground...nobody will let that go, there's video proof and everything!!

he brings a "we are going to watch a movie today and it's a fucking 5 minute video" vibe to the class that earns him some side eyes;

(genuine question how tf do you get more colours for the text?? i seriously can't keep going with the same seven colours forever...help a girl out PLEASE!!)

[frickingnerd]

two can play that game

pairing: keigo takami / hawks x fem!reader

summary: during a pro hero gala, hawks plays hard to get, to gain your attention. turns out he doesn't like it when you turn the tables on him and spend your evening with someone else…

tags: jealous!hawks, hawks is a bit of an asshole in this, reader dances with endeavour, happy ending, hawks & reader dancing together, hawks apologizes

hawks had been ignoring you ever since you showed up at the party. the moment your eyes met, he turned away and quickly began talking to the nearest person, just so he wouldn't have to talk to you. and you had no idea why.

you thought about every possible explanation. had you upset him? was this just a misunderstanding? had he mistaken you for someone else? or was he really just angry at you because of something you had forgotten?

the first hour of the party, you spent the entire time just thinking about it. every time you tried to approach hawks, he turned away and quickly began to talk to someone else or even pulling one of the women onto the dancefloor with him.

it took you until two hours into the event to understand what was going on, when another pro hero pointed it out to you.

“oh, he's trying to get you to think about him! paying no attention to you to get you more interested, you know?”

suddenly it seemed so obvious to you.

his plan had worked flawlessly too, as you had done nothing but spend the last two hours sitting by yourself, wondering what possible reason hawks could have for ignoring you. but now you knew. and you weren't happy at all!

but, two could play that game.

if hawks wanted to ignore you and chat up other women to make you jealous and get your attention, then you could do the same! and you knew just which man to ask for a dance to get the attention of the number two hero…

“excuse me…”

you gently tapped the endeavor's shoulder, causing the older man to turn around and glance down at you.

“would you like to dance with me?”

the question seemed to be a bit of a surprise, yet enji quickly put away his glass and offered you his hand, which you happily took.

the two of you made your way onto the dancefloor and you could feel everyone's eyes on you. not just hawks was staring at you two, but so was everyone else. after all, you had the courage to ask the number one hero to dance. and he had actually said yes!

though the two of you barely even finished your dance. halfway through the song, keigo stormed onto the dancefloor, glaring at you two.

“excuse me, we're not done dancing. if you want to be my next partner, then you have to wait a bit longer”

you said calmly, struggling to keep that big grin off your lips. you could see it was bothering keigo and you were satisfied. finally, he got a taste of his own medicine. and he didn't seem to like it.

“enji, get your hands off her–! …please!”

keigo struggled to stay calm, speaking through gritted teeth and being even more formal than needed.

sadly, endeavor did as he was told, not interested in causing a scene. he just took a step back and smiled at you.

“perhaps we can continue our dance another time” he said, though mostly as a formality, before glancing towards keigo and leaving you two behind on the dance floor.

you were about to turn around and leave keigo standing by himself, when he grabbed your wrist and pulled you closer, his other hand quickly finding its way onto your waist.

“what do you think you're doing, hawks?”

you raised an eyebrow, attempting to pull your hand away, but his grip on it was too tight.

“it's keigo for you, sweetheart” he corrected you, slowly beginning to dance with you to the rhythm of the music. “and i'm getting the dance i deserve”

“ha!” you huffed amused. “last time i checked, you have been dancing with countless women tonight. i'm sure you don't need to dance with me as well”

“oh, have you been checking me out all night, sweetheart? i had no idea…” keigo hummed innocently, a satisfied smile on his lips. he had gotten to you and he knew it.

“and you? you've had your eyes on me too, right? that's why you always managed to turn away when i approached. and that's how you knew i was dancing with enji” you cocked up an eyebrow, staring into keigo's eyes. he tried to avoid eye contact, rolling his eyes, before pulling you closer.

“and? what if i did?” he just asked, a cocky smirk on his lips. “can't a man check out a beautiful woman?”

he was so full of himself. you pulled your hand out of his grasp, yet his other hand remained on your waist.

“if you think i'm beautiful, then be man enough to tell me that to my face. i don't appreciate you playing games with me. so, you can drop your little act and continue to dance with me or i'll leave and ask enji for another dance” you looked him deep in the eyes, this time without keigo turning away. “so, what will it be?”

for a moment, keigo remained quiet. he was likely waging the options in his head. but after a few more seconds, he sighed and pulled you close again.

“i'm sorry, i've been a bit of an asshole to you tonight…” he started, only for you to quickly interrupt him. “a bit?”

“okay okay, i've been a huge asshole! i should've known not to treat you like this. now, will you forgive me and continue to dance with me?”

keigo put on the best puppy eyes he could muster up. you knew you shouldn't reward him for this bad behavior. you knew you should tell him to prove that he means it and only then does he get another chance. but you were weak for him. and so, you sighed and gave in.

“i suppose i could let you have one more dance…”

[far-side-skies]

Hai I wanted to ask what dark ace thinks about video games n such and what games he would play?

Ooh good question. Time to imprint more of my own interests onto him.

Technically video games don't exist yet in my heacanon for Atmos (I use a lot of steampunk and early 20th century influences), except maybe super simple ones like Pong in very rare spots. As a teenager he was the kind of kid to be really into physical arcade games like air hockey though. Catch him winning a huge pile of arcade tickets because he wanted to get a gift for someone with them.

For a more modern AU though, he's a fan of strategy, combat, survival and occasionally fantasy games. He's got civilisation games like Age of Empires in his roster, and Aerrow has probably pestered him into buying minecraft (you know he's been somewhere because all he build are minimalist dirt box houses while he goes looking for things to kill. He's also killed the game's 'bosses' too many times to count). Man's also a huge fan of FromSoft's Soulsborne franchise and can spend hours getting fixated on grinding for experience in those games.

Horror games are another one he's partial to, but he will freak out if mannequins are involved. Controllers may be thrown if they jumpscare him.

In general there's probably a whole bunch of other games he's played for at least a few minutes, usually because one of the kids (Aerrow, his sister Ashe, hope you don't mind me inserting her Grimm, the other Storm Hawks if they manage to worm their way into his heart) is stuck on a segment of their own games and they want him to do it for them.

The only video game that has ever succeeded in bringing him to tears is God of War: Ragnarok right at the end. That ending hit him hard, and no I will not elaborate. Go play it yourself or watch someone else play it.

[brainrotgoverner]

29. 🐾 - What’s your favourite creature in Atmos?

Thanks for giving me an excuse to make a gif set of Blood Hyde Trackbeasts XD

[thehusbandoden]

You Flinch During an Argument -Shigaraki Tomura x Reader

A/n: This is a bit shorter than I'd like but it is what it is. If you'd like a longer or angstier version just shoot me an ask or comment <33

Fluffier than some of em

Slight angst to fluff/comfort | 455 words

Warnings!: Dusting things, taking anger out in unhealthy ways, and flinching. 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

As Tomura's hand reached towards you you flinched back, causing the tramautized man to pause. Did you... think he was going to hit you?

All he was planning on doing was grabbing your chin to force you to look him in the eyes. Would it have been rough? Yes, yes it would have been, but he wasn't going to hurt you.

"Tomura.. I'm just going to go." You whisper, moving to leave the gamer's sloppy bedroom.

"But wai-" Tomura was interupted by the closing of his door, causing him to curse as he kicked a pile of dirty laundry, which tangled his foot and caused him to loose his balance and fall onto the floor.

Curses strung from Tomura's mouth as he dusted the pile of clothes. As the last shirt disintergrated Tomura felt a small stroke of calmness wash over his emotions, causing him to let out a little sigh. Looking around, Tomura decided he wanted to entirely calm down and knew exactly how to do it.

~~

After Tomura dusted every thing but his bed, tv, gaming console + controllers, and tv stand, Tomura sighed. Instead of the blazing anger he felt earlier he felt entirely calm, and ready to talk to you.

~~

Storming towards your room, Tomura didn't bother tearing open the door and walking in, glaring at Dabi who was snickering at his display of desperation.

"Tomura what the hec-"

"Shut up and listen." Tomura growled, climbing on top of you, much to your dismay.

"Tomu-"

"I said to shut up and listen!"

After you stopped talking Tomura sighed, resting his head on your chest as he played with your hair, thinking about what he was going to say next.

"Listen I- I didn't mean to scare you.. I wasn't going to hurt you . I promise you I wasn't.

"I know Tomura."

"Will you be qui- you do?"

"Yes.. I do. I mostly wanted to get out of there to avoid furhter conflict because I know how hot headed you get when you're angry and no matter what I do or say you won't listen.

"Hey-"

"Tomura.. I'm sorry about my part of things. I didn't mean to annoy you with my teasing. I was just having a fun time and didn't realize how ganged up on you felt."

"And I'm sorry for freaking out on you instead of trying to understand your point of view."

Giggling, you peck Tomura's forehead, moving to tangle your hand in Tomura's hair.

"I love you Tomura. So much."

"I love you to goregous."

~Bonus~

Hey Tomura?"

"Hmm?"

"I'm going to have to get you more clothes and furniture.. aren't I?"

"Mhmmm"

Simply sighing, you get back to playing with Tomura's hair peacefully.

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[thegettingbyp2]

Babesss, i have been binge reading Coriolanus Snow x reader fic and i need therapy 😭

But i have a request if you’re up for it! You can just ignore if you don’t feel like it.

Can you write where reader is just as powerful and possessive as Corio is? And thats how he feel in love w her?

Theyre both possessive and obsessive to one another that they are always needing each other.

Told you i need therapy 😭😂

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You and Coriolanus were so similar, no one thought that you were going to be a good fit for each other. Actually, you both think that the fact you are so similar is the reason why you work so well together; you understand each other in a way that no one else would be able to. You didn’t know how to explain it, you just had this need to constantly be around him and he felt the exact same way towards you.

The two of you were currently at a party, celebrating the reaping of the first Hunger Games since Coriolanus had been sworn in as President. You’d been separated for the past hour or so, both of you being dragged away by others to either talk or dance so the moment you could get away, you went in search of him.

When you rounded a corner to see Coriolanus sitting with a girl on his lap, you saw red. Coriolanus was yours. You were the only one that could touch him. Not thinking, you stormed over to them, failing to notice Coriolanus’ eyes light up slightly when he saw you.

‘Well, it looks like you’re having a lovely time,’ you said in a sickly sweet voice as you smiled down at Coriolanus.

‘I’ve just been waiting for you to finish up your little dance, darling,’ Coriolanus replied smoothly, a smirk working its way onto his lips as he realised that your eyes were practically trained on where the girl had her hand wrapped around his arm. ‘I take it you’re ready to go?’ he asked, making to move the girl away from him and stand up.

‘Oh, not at all! I was just making sure that you were okay, I’m actually going to go and see if I can have another dance with Flickerman.’ You leaned down to press a kiss to his cheek, grinning when you heard his breath hitch slightly before standing back up and walking away.

You were about halfway through your third dance with the News Reporter and you could feel Coriolanus’s eyes on you the whole time. Deciding to rile him up and give him a taste of his own medicine, you stepped even closer to Lucreatius, smiling up at him charmingly.

‘Can we expect you and the President at the opening of the games this year?’ he asked, unaware of the fact you were both being watched like a hawk.

‘Of course, you’d have to tie us both down to keep us away,’ you replied, laughing lightly. The sound of your laughter across the room had the hairs on the nape of Coriolanus’ neck pricking up. That was the moment he knew he needed to intervene.

‘Sorry to interrupt but we really need to be going.’ You felt Coriolanus’s arm wrap around your waist from behind as he subtly yanked you into his chest, away from Flickerman. His voice sounded tight and you couldn’t help but smirk at how he was trying to control himself.

‘But, we’re having so much fun!’ you exclaimed, turning around to face him, batting your eyelashes at him. Coriolanus’s arm tightened around you before looking back up at Lucreatius.

‘Thank you for keeping her entertained but we really do need to go,’ he excused you both before practically dragging you out of the party.

The second you were both home and the door was closed behind you, Coriolanus pulled you into a bruising kiss, his hands keeping you pressed up against him. Your hands slid up his back until they were fisted in the hair at the nape of his neck before breaking the kiss, tugging at his hair.

‘I didn’t like seeing you with that girl on your lap,’ you said, your grip tightening when you thought back to the party. ‘You’re mine, Corio.’

‘And I think you need to remember, my love, that you’re mine as well,’ he replied, pulling your own hair back, causing you to lose your grip on him. ‘I didn’t ask for that girl to approach me, you sought out Flickerman, giggling whenever he’d say the slightest thing, pressing this body, that belongs to me, up against him, all for the sole purpose of making a point.’ Coriolanus dipped his head down to press open-mouthed kisses to your neck, scraping your skin with his teeth when he heard your breath hitch.

You were quick to pull his lips back up to yours, pushing him backwards until he was seated on the couch, pulling you down with him until you were straddling his hips. His hands made their way down your body, pushing your dress up around your hips, groaning when he saw you had no underwear on. ‘You’re really pushing it tonight, my love.’

‘I’m only pushing it because you pushed me,’ you said, your hands going straight for his trousers, pushing them down far enough to free his cock. You pumped him up and down a couple of times before raising up on your knees, lining his cock up at your entrance and sinking down on him. You kept your eyes trained on him, almost daring him to lose his composure, only to be met with his cool eyes staring back at you.

Your arms wrapped around his neck as he began to move your hips, making you bounce up and down on him. He tilted his head forward until his forehead was pressed against yours and he was staring deep into your eyes.

‘You’re mine, (Y/N), aren’t you?’ he said lowly, not one breaking eye contact as he bucked his hips up against yours, making a whine escape your throat, your eyes closing involuntarily. All of a sudden, you felt one of his hands wrap around your neck, forcing your eyes to snap back open. ‘Answer me, my love,’ his voice turned almost sinisterly sweet and you found yourself nodding.

‘All yours.’

‘Good.’ He pressed his lips back to yours as his hips started thrusting into your roughly from underneath you. Pressing your hands against his chest, you leaned in close, skin tingling at the feeling of his breaths coming out in pants against your shoulder.

‘Though you know you’re mine too, Corio, right?’ When he refused to answer, you slowed the movements of your hips down, feeing smug when he let out a quiet whimper. ‘Answer me, Coriolanus.’ You said, copying his earlier words and pressing a single kiss to his jawline.

‘Yes, I’m all yours.’

‘That’s what I thought,’ you whispered into his ear before picking your pace up.

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Ask Game: Izuku is a DnD Druid.

On a space station in the Aletheia Star System--a Science-Fantasy Space-Opera-type setting--an experiment was conducted to open a portal into subspace. The hope was to achieve a new form of FTL travel by taking a quick shortcut outside of spacetime. It... didn't work as planned. Instead, the portal opened a hole into another dimension, snagging small child Midoriya Izuku and dragging him through. "Well Shit," said the scientists. "We just committed the most expensive and convoluted kidnapping in history, on accident." So they decided to take responsibility for this fuckup and take care of him while they tried to figure out how to send him home.

In typical Space Opera fashion, an evil wizard decided to conquer the galaxy as one does, so before the scientists could finish their work to send Midoriya home, the station was besieged and Midoriya ended up getting sent off in a shuttle, landing on a verdant planet home to powerful nature spirits.

The spirits performed an organ transplant using something that's kind of an organ and kind of a seed which connects him with insects, and taught Midoriya the art of nature magic. Eventually Midoriya left, armed with his newfound training and powers. looking for a way to return home.

The aforementioned evil wizard has the subspace portal because of course so Midoriya ends up part of the team of plucky heroes out to stop their machinations. After their victory, Midoriya says his goodbyes and finally returns to Japan. Inko has never been happier in her life than when he arrives at their door.

Midoriya still wants to be a Hero more than anything, even after all this shit he went through in Aletheia. And hey, his new seed-organ-implant-thing gives him some fucking crazy recon powers (plus basically supercomputer brain like what I headcanon Hawks has) in addition to nature magic and shapeshifting, so he's ready to take UA by storm. The real question is if UA is ready for him.