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katsukota · 7 months ago

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nonchalant x crashout

todobaku inspired x reader

katsuki x nonchalant reader , shoto x crashout reader

extra : will probably be a parted series, fem implied, reader is strong, i wanna do a bakudeku + tododeku themed one in the future mayb ? 🫢 basically bakugou x todoroki! reader and todoroki x bakugou!reader

K Bakugou -

Since he was a baby, he always did the most. He had a huge ego, but one that was more fragile than large at the same time. The littlest things set him off, as soon as his quirk developed, nothing was too small for him to take care of.

He expressed himself in (literally) explosive responses, it could be screaming, physical threats, or even using his abilities to blast any assumed threat to him or his pride away.

It wasnt something he realized at first, but he found himself getting the most violent with people who were nice or just didn't seem intimidated. This first manifested in Izuku, whose kind personality and relentless care for someone of Katsukis rank pissed him off. It took him a decade to stop pushing him away, and he was the first one he started using to test the abilities of his quirk on people.

And while 'that damn Deku' pissed him off the most, Icy-fucking-Hot was definitely 2nd place. While Izukus pure intention hurt his perception of his rough demeanor, it made him insecure about him at his core. But the youngest Todoroki son had a similar, yet unfamiliar effect on his ego. When he didnt respond to his threats with fear or a challenging stance, he felt even weaker. As if he couldn't get himself across, or wasnt being taken seriously. It hurt him, even if hed rather die than admit it to any soul.

Eventually, through everything UA and, more so, the League of Villains threw at the training students, an understanding and bonding happened with Bakugou and the 'extras' while he now knew and could somewhat accept how close he was with Izuku now, a closer relationship with Shoto Todoroki scared him a little.

So when in his second year at UA Hero Academy, when he only expected Hitoshi Shinsou to be singular student added, he couldnt get used to the presence of what seemed to a rock wall next to him.

A surprise student was added, and you were a bit hard for the now very bonded students to get used to. Sentences were kept short, you stayed direct and quick. Rarely could small talk or room to really think be an option with you.

And fuck, did this piss Katsuki off. He had a surface level grasp of his peers, but now a completely new face was thrown into his mix. Still, he couldnt find himself even getting a basic idea of you. He'd never really noticed the looks of people in terms of being pretty or attractive. Everyone had basic features, of course, raccoon eyes, shitty hair, dunce face, freckles. But he'd never considered or noticed anyone who made him look twice in terms of pure beauty.

Until he looked over to the new face in his class. You were sitting in the seats next to him, your demeanor alone cold. Your posture was held alert, while your face showed no distinct emotion beside sharp eyes. He'd never stared at people for much longer than needed, but he found himself studying the way your eyes were focused, seeming to have quickly taken in their surroundings before piercing into the front of the class as you digested the small bits of info.

Fuck. How annoying. Another person he may have to worry about beating. He found himself mad at the thought, mad that with just one look at you, he felt himself fearing you could be better.

Shota Aizawa, who stayed the homeroom teacher of the now class of 2-A, already had a precise reading of his students. Especially his trouble makers. Noticing how the classes rabid dog of sorts, was eyeing you with nothing but the urge to rip you apart, prove how he was the strongest to someone who didnt understand who he was. He sighed, while he'd usually put away interpersonal feelings for his lessons, he didnt want anything escalating on the first day. Besides, he wasnt totally against pushing the heros in training to fight early.

A sudden 1v1 class battle sparing was set into motion. He didnt bother reading through every single match, as theyd be taking place simultaneously in different sections. Aizawa stressed the fact that he wouldnt analyze every small detail within each fight, rather focusing more on the ones that were especially talented and worthy of "catching a pros eye", and more specifically would be ranking by how quickly the fight had a distinct winner and loser. This was important in the sense that, the quicker you are, the higher you rank, regardless of how flashy your attacks were. But this turned out to be worse for the opponent, as the quicker you lost, the lower youd be graded.

Katsuki was ecstatic as he motioned for the pairings to be whoever was next to them. He was ready to take you down, and achieve a perfect victory by making an example of you with his more than noticeable attacks, while also making it quick. He couldnt wait to humble you.

You two were now in a relatively small space, it felt oddly intimate in the sense it made it feel like it was just you and him. He made sure to remind himself that he still had plenty of space to move, and most importantly, Aizawa was watching.

He planned on making the first attack, not just before you, but before any other student. But as he started to excrete the nitroglycerin from his pores, you quickly made a swift attack, immobilizing the use of the entirety of his arm. Your quirk, bone manipulation, twisted the areas of upper arm, and wrist into a full 180°. As he stood, his right explosion couldnt reach you as his wrist faced his back and his full arm was stuck reaching behind him in a unnatural way.

The sound of cracking echoed through the fuller, much large training ground. The other students who hadnt even started their preparations, watched as one arm of the arguably strongest student flew back and exploded in a new sort, flashes of red and blue bruises painting its way across the affected areas. Quicker than a beat of his heart, he launched his free fist, embedded with what was a physically glowing power, reading to blast everything in its path into bits.

You stood there, still unscathed, and watched as a second fist reached out to your face. It wasnt anything new. You barely thought, funnily enough, muscle memory seemed to enforce the bones in your arm, gradually strengthening towards it went to your fist.

Despite still looking small and fragile, your body became unbreakable as you blocked the Katsuki Bakugous explosive fist.

His eyes widen with a mix of something hard to read, but still possible.

If you had to decipher the look in the Katsuki Bakugous, itd be a mix of fury, but curiosity. This would be a long match.

Much to Katsukis dismay, he did not beat you, or quickly for that matter. You two were the last on the field, meaning no matter what youd both be at the bottom of the list. He still kept fighting, even as the pores in his palms began to burn, and his muscles felt as if they were ripping apart. Still, he kept screaming, boasting about his superiority as each blast got stronger and stronger, even if he was weakening. It only made him more determined.

And even though you weren't in much better shape, your joints cracking loudly with every small movement, your bones growing unsteady and almost soft as you used your quirk to its fullest. What really pissed Katsuki off though, was how silent you were. Even though your bones had broken many times, and just about your whole body was bruised, every time he was about to become unable to move due to bone damage, you used your quirk to reposition him, so the match could continue. You were fucking with him, without even saying anything or looking at him. He couldnt wait to fucking destroy you.

Little did he know, despite the total lack of emotion or any pure human expression on your face, you were having the most fun you had for a while. This man was giving it his all, keeping the rush and adrenaline flowing throughout the training grounds even after a number of injuries that would send most sane people running away, holding back tears. You loved this. You didn't care about winning anymore, you cared about how much fun you could get out of this fight.

But much to both of your dismay, the time limit ran out. Aizawa erased your quirks, scolding you for taking a while.

"In a real fight, the collateral damage would be unforgivable. Imposing irreversible damage to your opponent when not needed isn't acceptable. While taking training is important," He paused, looking at you both intensely before becoming more harsh,

"This was unacceptable. Even in a real battle this wouldn't work. You both have hypothetically killed a countless amount of bystanders."

Both of you stayed quiet this time.

'Fuck this bitch'

'Fuck Katsuki Bakugou.'

And at that same time, that's the only thing you two could think about.

But even so, what still was irritating Katsuki the most, was the way he kept glaring at you, almost desperate for you to pick up on his hateful message. And still, after an over hour long fight, you stayed looking ahead, nonchalant of anything and everything around you. Especially him.

S Todoroki -

While it could be argued that maybe his cold demenor was just an ironic extension of the ice quirk in his genes, a lot of class 1-A grew to understand a lot of it was due to his upbringing. Shoto Todoroki, although undoubtedly dense, aloof, and simply nonchalant at extreme times, is still one of the most kindest, caring, and unintentionally funny students at UA. Not to mention strong as fuck.

During your first year, you and Katsuki Bakugou were offen placed in the same category. Though you both had many differences, (the main one you being just a bit more popular since you were nothing short of stunning), while Bakugou often would threaten and warn people, you earned the classes "#1 Crashout Title" because of just how quick you were.

One time, Denki and Mineta tried a prank on you in the beginning of class. It was early into the year, and you'd wasted no time proving to be on par with the strongest students. You're rough, but sweet when someone managed not to piss you of personality made you someone people wanted to get close to, but werent entirely sure how.

Shoto remembered thinking that same day how it aggravated him. You were another strong student, one he needed to push past to become even stronger than All Might himself. But while he kept everyone at a distance for that, he found himself resenting you for more personal reasons.

When you sat down, a small device stuck to your chair with a telltale purple ball, gushed a wind of air, attempting to push your skirt up into the area above where your panties wouldve been exposed.

The half and half hero watched as you quickly stood, and made your way to Mineta in an almost scary time. Not a single word was said, but a thousand were about to be shown. A low, but fierce kick smashed into the small mans cheek, his much weaker body rapidly excelling through the same air he wanted your clothing to be in.

He was propelled towards the closed window, most of the class assumed hed splat against it and fall to the floor, but still within the classroom. To quite a few people's surprise, the window shattered and glass bits scattered through the floor and against shoes. Mineta screamed as he began to free dive out the window.

Shoto's face remained neutral in the crowd of concerned expressions, but found his head going light. Most of the twerps in the hero course just simply weren't on his level. A lot of them hesitated, or worried on loud words to start a battle. You havent even said a word, but in a real battle, youd be victorious within 30 seconds.

Everyone was now sure youd stop, but an uncomfortable atmosphere of pure rage seemed to seep out your skin, you still werent done. The second Mineta started falling, you braced an arm on the now exposed window sill, and maneuvered your whole body out the entrance with ease, still chasing after the beat up boy.

About a minute later, the shocked silence was broken with what finally seemed to be your voice chewing out Mineta. In-between exploits and vile, detailed threats, the sounds of skin being beat in and whiney screams echoed throughout the campus.

After a brief scolding from Aizawa, things went back to normal, besides the missing student who was most definitely in the infirmary. The U-A staff was starting to get used to the ugly actions of one of 1-As prettiest students.

Shoto almost wanted to admire you. The small glimpses of intrigue really blossomed the following week, during the USJ attack.

While everything went to plan at first, you and Katsuki picking fights with each other, then snapping at whoever tried to break you too up.

At one point, he tried making a comment in-between you and Katsukis argument, just as you were about to start throwing hands.

He watched as you huffed, and shoved your face close to his to inspect him. He knew he should have felt scared. He knew the face of someone who was about to get violent, and he saw you express every minor discomfort through violent outbursts. But even so, even though your fist was balled up in a perfect form, inches away from his right cheek, he didnt recognize that familiar face.

Although you were clearly pissed, you scowled when you noticed no fearful reaction from him. You wanted to punch that scar off his face so bad. You let him know that too. You grabbed onto his face and pinched it, before pulling it and forcing his head to bop against the (soft so it didnt do much) seat of the UA bus.

He knew he should have been ready to fight, but all he could think was how when your face dropped for only a second when you didn't find any worried expression on him. Even though you still got a little violent, he just remembered thinking how when you werent so angry, you sort of looked like the deep blue Rindou flowers at his home garden.

When the villains attacked, rightfully so, a lot of students were terrified, some hesitating on whether it was a part of the training or not.

But you quickly scouted out who seemed to be the main boss, the lousy blue haired man who smelt kind of weird. You wasted no time speeding towards him, landing a blast of physical attacks towards his face, and vital body areas when he went to defend against those.

For a minute, you were going so fast, he was physically unable to block or attack you. While no one knew this at the time, this also prevented the use of his quirk. Kurogiri, looking from the sidelines, promptly teleported you and the others at random to hold off the rate at which Shigaraki was already getting wounded.

You and Shoto found yourselves together, he saw you still attacking at the air, screaming for whoever to let you back at him. He looked away from your antics when noticing a strange shift in atmosphere, upon noticing a wave of lower level villains swarming your way. He spread a sheet of ice to stop the attacks, enclosing you in the process.

"Fuck ! Ill kill you too, you burnt up bitch !" You yelled it in a way that lowercase doesnt do justice, but Shoto decided to ignore it and keep going on to help the others.

He found you suddenly behind him, locking him into a chokehold. He spit quickly that you didnt have time to throw another tantrum, and slapped your hand away before encasing it in ice.

He began running to the center, before you appeared infront of him. Was that what your quirk was ? Despite being one of the top in your physical assessment, you hadnt used your quirk once. He noticed the ice was gone. Damnit.

"We really dont have time for this."

"Oh shut up ! Ill send your ass to the stratosphere !" He sighed, running off anyway. Even when you were loud and angry, you never reminded him of anything bad. It was just like a strong breeze thrashing the Rindou stems around. You remained beautiful in a way, just unstable.

He pushed you out of his mind as he saw you teleporting into different various spots, getting closer and closer to the main defendant. Even with the wind mercilessly pushing at you, you stayed upright, and kept pushing and thrashing back.

When the students went back to UA, most people were shocked and scared when Aizawa ominously said the fight wasnt over. You, however, started screaming frantically about how youd 'kill the bitch' scratching deep marks into your desk. Aizawa stayed silent as Iida scolded you for breaking school property, but the anger still fresh inside you had him skedaddling back to his seat once redirected at him.

"You will be participating in the UA sports festival."

He looked over to you, who was now stabbing holes into the desk with a pencil. He wondered what it'd be like to actually fight you. While he brushed it off as a good chance to prove to his father how strong his ice was without him, a part of him looked forward to possibly seeing that just slightly shocked face you'd wear when looking at him for too long.

#bakugou hcs #bakugou katuski x reader #bakugou x reader #katsuki x reader #mha x reader #todobaku #bakutodo #todoroki x reader #shoto x reader #shoto todoroki x reader #if anyone wants this to have more parts lmk !!

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x-prettyboy-x · 1 month ago

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Pride with Erik

Hello, its pride month and as a trans masc person, this is probably the most self indulgent thing I've ever written, but also.. there's not enough male reader things in this space let ALONE trans male things so.. yeah✨️enjoy my bad writing🫶🏻

Pairing: Erik Campbell x TransMale!reader

Contents: pride festivals, Erik serving cunt lowkey, Erik being gay but not for most of it✨️a little spice if you squint, me being an Erik Tongue piercing truther

Warnings: Mentions of Homophobia

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You'd met Erik in highschool, back when he was really starting to lean into his alternative style, and back when you started to realize your "tom boy" phase was.. much more than that. You'd been best friends with his sister Julia, and of course you'd gotten to know her brothers. You had a small crush on Erik even then, but of course you'd never admit it.

When you'd came out in your senior year, Erik took it well. Admittedly, he made some jokes that could be considered.. rude, but you didnt mind it. You didnt mind when he asked slightly invasive questions either. At least he wanted to understand.

When you'd both graduated and settled into adult life, Erik getting his job at the tattoo shop and you working at a book store not far. He'd come by and bring you coffee sometimes or just complain about his clients. You just liked that he thought of you at all.

When you'd asked Erik to go to pride with you in June, he'd said no almost immediately. "Look, I'm all for it. I just don't know if I belong in that space." He'd said, shrugging and putting his hands up in the air like he was being held at gun point. You'd rolled your eyes. Not in annoyance, but you knew better.

Erik had never said he was one thing or the other, but anyone who knew him knew there was no way he's straight. You knew more than others. He'd kissed you "as a joke" more times than you could count. And sometimes, it wasn't a joke. Sometimes, he'd drink a little too much and kiss you just because he could. So, you knew better. But still, he refused to go.

At least he did, until he saw your outfit the day of. He saw how the fishnets covered your thighs under the black jean shorts you'd put on, the lack of a shirt and the pale scars on your chest. Suddenly he was eager to go, and suddenly looked very uncomfortable in those tight jeans.

Thats how you found yourself here, on a blocked off street, surrounded by people and pride flags, Erik by your side dressed in a fishnet crop top- he'd tell everyone you'd forced him to wear it, even though it was his idea- and his usual black jeans, a beer in hand and a pocketful of free condoms he's snagged from a stall.

"Still think you don't belong here?" You'd asked, teasing him with a small smile.

He'd scoffed, taking a sip from his beer before responding "Nah, but those motherfuckers over there damn sure don't belong here." He pointed across the street and you rolled your eyes as you followed where he was looking.

Protesters. Unfortunately, they were an expected part of these events. Dressed in their bright orange vests, holding up signs about how god hated the gays and the other usual homophobic bullshit.

"Just ignore them."

"Fuck that. Come on." Erik shook his head, grabbing your hand and pulling you over towards the protesters behind the barrier. Before you could even ask what he was doing, he was pulling you close with an arm around your waist- that beer still held tightly- and kissing you. But this kiss was different from the quick, drunken pecks from before. This kiss had purpose. Determination. And fuck, who were you to complain?

You reached your arms up to drape them around his neck as you kissed him back with just as much determination. You could feel the smirk form on his lips and you opened your eyes to watch as he held his middle finger up to the protesters.

You'd never loved him more.

By the end of the festival, his neck was covered in rainbow colored beads, a bisexual flag tucked into his jeans, a bag pull of things that had been thrown from the festival floats.

On the drive back to his house, you glanced at him as you drove with a small smile. "If you're gonna keep kissing people like that, you should get a tongue piercing."

He'd smirked back. "Yeah? Would you like that, pretty boy?"

Your heart skipped a beat. Maybe it stopped altogether. He always got flirty when he drank, but he'd never called you that. Pretty boy. You hated how much you loved the sound of it rolling off his tongue. You'd just laughed and shook your head, "shut up."

When you got back to his house, letting out a pained grown as you sat on his bed and pulled off your shoes, the pain from all the walking setting in finally. He put all his new memorabilia in his closet, the bisexual flag getting put in a cup on his dresser.

As soon as he sat down, you felt his eyes on you. Could almost feel the intensity of his gaze burning a hole through you.

"Hey, about that kiss earlier. And.. all the ones before that, they weren't a joke. I kissed you because I wanted to, I just needed some excuse to do it. But after today, after how you acted when I called you pretty boy, I dont think I need an excuse anymore." You'd never heard him be this serious, it was rare for Erik to speak a full sentence without a swear word thrown in there.

"That means I dont need an excuse either." You needed to do this now, before the confidence dissappears.

You climbed onto his lap quickly and moved to kiss him deeply, like at the festival but.. slower. With more care behind it. He didnt hesitate to kiss back, his hands moving to your waist, his fingertips just barely dipping under the waistband of your shorts. You broke the kiss just long enough to reach into his pocket and pull out one of the condoms he'd snagged, holding it up in front of him between two fingers.

"Im suddenly very happy you grabbed these."

Needless to say, Erik had a tongue piercing by the end of the week.

#emson writes♡#erik campbell x reader #erik campbell #final destination #final destination bloodlines #pride month #pride #lgbt

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the-s1lly-corner · 6 months ago

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Calling them pretty girl 3/3

Yall ever sit down for too long and get pain in your kidney areas yes or no VEE ALSO USES SHE/THEY PRONOUNS LETS GOOOOO I LOVE LEARNING ABOUT CHARACTERS I OTHERWISE WOULDNT LOOK TOO DEEP INTO

Characters: Shelly, vee, ginger, bobette

Notes: reader is gn, toon reader, can be read as pre or post game, mostly focuses on canon character, short post, written on mobile

CWs: none

SHELLY

see youve called her smart before, you love listening to her ramblings and quick facts about her interest in fossils an old species-- but pretty? of course you never made her feel not pretty but...

the wording of "pretty girl" makes her fall silent for a minute- it feels casual, and in some contexts it may even be less innocent... but youd never be cruel or demeaning to her

she definitely thinks hard on it but in the moment she thanks you for it

VEE

heh... of course shes pretty! youve got to look your best for a show..! dont let their tone fool you, vee's definitely saving your words somewhere in her head to listen to every now and then

she wont lie though... pretty girl sounds a little corny, and shes going to (lightly) tease you about it. oooo you not only think shes pretty but you think shes a girl ooooooo/lh

"youre not too bad looking yourself." and she kind of just walks away to do what needs to be done- you thought youd be able to fluster her before her show? HAH think again!

BOBETTE

so so so used to tending to others and uplifting them that your comment on her looks kind of takes her off guard for a second- before she bounces right back into her upbeat energy

pretty girl wouldnt be her first choice of what to be called but she takes what shes given! besides you put so much effort into the words...! and she'd be lying if she said it didnt still make her feel nice..!

happy little gingle noises... you... never could understand where the sounds came from- maybe theres bells somewhere on her..? actually now that you thought of it they kind of sound like theyre coming from her head...-

GINGER

well i'd say she'd hide behind her hair but... no... well she still can, she definitely does hide under her hair... and probably stumbles over something thanks to the sudden blindness

shes... shy.... among other things... sure youve helped lift some of those insecurities of hers, but theyre still... ever lingering... a part of her deep down almost wants to deny you

but you said it so earnestly that she just cant bring herself to do it- you really think shes pretty?

#dandys x reader #dandy's x reader #dandy's world x reader #dandys world x reader #shelly x reader #dandys shelly x reader #vee x reader #dandys vee x reader #bobette x reader #dandys bobette x reader #ginger x reader #dandys ginger x reader #canon x reader #canon x you #x reader

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ohbo-ohno · 9 months ago

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Kinktober Day 6 - Sadism & Masochism

Ghost x Soap - 1.2k (on ao3)

summary: Ghost appreciates all the things he's done to Soap and thinks about all the things he'd like to do. (Ghost POV)

cw: rough sex, bondage, degradation, spitting, belly bulge, dacryphilia, description of cutting someone during sex, somewhat unhealthy (but consensual) bdsm dynamics, ghost wants to hurt soap very badly and is restraining himself, violent thoughts about hurting someone while having sex, the sex is consensual but ghost fantasizes about forcing johnny, please hear what i am saying and do or don't read accordingly

note: i didnt reread through this one bc it's out of my comfort zone, so pls forgive any glaring mistakes lol

Ghost snarls as he fucks more harshly into the bound body beneath him, Soap’s whines and moans echoing off the walls as he squirms in his bindings. The ropes are tied too tightly – not so much that they’ll cut off circulation, but enough that Johnny’s wrists are red and irritated and will be for days.

Simon’s lips peel back from his teeth, expression twisted into something mean as he drags his nails down Johnny’s chest, irritating the cuts he’d spent hours on earlier. Each one placed so they blend in among his other scars, deep enough to drip steadily but not so deep that they’d need stitches. The dark red trails against Johnny’s tan skin makes Ghost’s pale hands look even more out of place, reminds him that he’s out of place above Johnny’s body, doing something he shouldn’t be.

It only makes his cock harder, the thought that Johnny doesn’t deserve this, that he’s only putting up with it for Ghost. It doesn’t matter much either way – if Johnny didn’t want to give, that wouldn’t stop Simon from taking – but Ghost knows Johnny’s nowhere near as much of a masochist as Simon is a sadist. Knowing that Johnny’s forcing himself to endure what Ghost wants, just so he can get fucked…

“Whore,�� Simon spits, forcing Johnny’s knee flat to the bed when he starts kicking out in defense. “You’re just a whore for me, huh? That all you wanna be?”

Johnny arches his back, degradation always quick to get him begging for more. “Yeah, yeah, just for you, L.t.”

Ghost twists one of Johnny’s nipples far past the point of pleasure, watching avidly as Johnny’s mouth pops open into a perfect o, the pain shocking him quiet. Ghost leans forward as much as he can without forcing himself to stop fucking the stretched hole beneath him, and spits onto Johnny’s face.

“Mine, yeah?” He rumbles, gathering enough spit to do it again, making sure to hit Johnny’s cheekbone this time. His eyes are bright and dazed, too fucked-out to care much about what’s going on if it doesn’t include him getting off. Simon grabs him by the jaw, smearing the spit over his face with his free hand and shaking him roughly.

“Sir, fuck,” Johnny gasps, hips working to try and push himself further onto Ghost’s cock. Ghost knows that’s all he cares about, knows Soap would let him do just about anything as long as it meant a fat cock in his ass and at least one orgasm.

“Gonna let me do whatever I want to you, then?” Ghost goads, big hand still pushing at Johnny’s face. He smacks him soundly a few times, relishes in the way his skin goes from pink to red, backhands the other cheek to make it match.

He grips Johnny tight by the jaw again, pushing his lips out into a pout that he can bite, drawing another whine from Johnny’s raw throat.

He pulls back again a moment later, holds himself up with a hand placed over Johnny’s chest, gives him enough of his weight to make sure it’s a little harder to breathe. He trains his eyes on the bulge in Johnny’s gut, the outline of his cock visible.

Ghost wants to slam his fist there, listen to Johnny choke as he keeps fucking him, maybe see him struggle for breath. He’d be able to feel his hand on his own cock, could give himself that spike of pain that always makes his orgasms last longer.

He doesn’t, though, and manages to keep his fingers spread flat instead of tucked up into a fist. There’s a line for how much he can make Johnny take every time, and he has to push it forward slowly if he doesn’t want Soap to crumble to dust beneath him.

He wants to hurt Johnny, but that doesn’t mean he wants to break him.

He knows that he’ll probably never be able to do everything he wants with Johnny – for as kinky as the Scot is, even he would back away if he could see the fantasies Ghost dreams about. But no one’s ever let Ghost do as much as Soap has, and that’s enough for him.

Johnny squirms beneath as Ghost fuck him, and Simon’s sure he’ll be limping tomorrow. He’d stretched him as little as he could get away with, using as little lube as he could to make sure it would sting when he slid inside. Johnny had cried until Ghost was buried hilt deep, and then he’d traded the crying for sobbing.

His face is soaked in his own tears and Ghost’s spit, and it makes his suffering that much more pronounced. Johnny’s dripping in evidence of what Simon’s done to him.

He wants to make things ten times worse. He wants to bend Johnny over the sink and shove him face first into the mirror, wants to refuse to reset his broken nose until Johnny makes him come, wants to watch the tears on his face mix with blood – he’d lick the cuts when he was done, get a taste right from the source and listen to Johnny whine about the sting. He wants to brush his teeth every morning and look into a mirror he broke with Johnny’s face, knows Johnny would blush every time he washed his hands and had to see it.

Ghost runs his nails down sensitive skin, leaving behind pink streaks in his wake and thinks about standing on Johnny’s chest, making him hold his full weight. He’d wear his combat boots, the ones with rough soles that could leave red marks for hours. He’d jack off on Johnny’s face, watch him desperately try to get a deep enough breath to beg. Maybe piss on him a bit – Soap hates that, hates the stench and the taste, but that just makes Simon want to do it more.

He’s already gotten Johnny used to the knife. He could force him to his knees, fuck him from the back with a hand wrapped in his mohawk and another keeping the blade steady at his throat. Johnny’s tender headed, gets bitchy quick when Ghost tugs him around by his dumbass haircut, and Ghost can imagine just how he’d panic when he realized leaning away from the hand in his hair meant leaning towards the knife.

Ghost wants to hurt Johnny. Wants to kick him and hit him, tie him up in ways that make his joints scream then whip him until he bleeds, wants to bend him in half so Johnny can watch as his cock wrecks his hole. Wants to share a bed and listen to him bitch and moan all night about how he can’t get comfortable because of the pain, then beg for more when he wakes up hard the next morning.

He settles for this, for now – for streaks of red from shallow cuts, for swollen nipples and lips and a cock so red and achy that it can’t be anything but painful.

Ghost can be patient. For Johnny, he can go slowly. He knows that they’ll get closer to what he needs someday, that he can make Johnny stretch enough for the both of them.

#this is like half of a smut scene. we're bite sized today!#i looked in the sadomasochistic tag for inspo and was reminded very quickly that i do not have the stomach for most of it lmao #good for them tho im not here to kinkshame #ghoap #ghostsoap #ghost x soap #soap x ghost #bo writes #john soap mactavish x simon ghost riley #john mactavish x simon riley #soap mactavish x ghost riley #kinktober 2024 #kinktober day 6 #ghoap smut #ghostsoap smut #cod fanfic #call of duty fanfic #kinktober

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ccswife · 1 month ago

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The hearts a muscle too

| Timeskip!Miya Atsumu x strengthcoach!reader |

smau hybrid, slowburn, enemies to lovers

synopsis: where one of Osamus best friends becomes the strength and conditioning coach for MSBY, and falls for his mischievous twin.

NOT PROOFREAD LOL

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Ch. 3 - Ice packs and ego trips

tuesday, 10:32 AM

greetings of receptionists and staff fill the air surrounding you as walk into the athletic building. with a quick tap of your foot, you waited for the elevator to arrive, greeting people as they walked past, and offering up some conversation every now and then.

after a quick trip up to the top floor, you step out, and quickly make your way to kuroos office.

with a swift knock, the door swings open and kuroo englufs yu into his arms.

"hiiiiii sweet thing, ive missed you"

he basically coos at you, as if you were a baby. your face deadpans as you pull away

"hi honey im home"

keeping the straight face you two stare at eachother, only before bursting into laughter, and walking over to sit down near his desk

"so catch me up on this uhsiwaka scandal"

4:39 PM

The weightroom was empty, humid and wet, but empty. Some of the boys decided to lift after practice and requested you be there to help, and just so they dont hurt themselves (as shoyo stated). All you could hear now was the buzz of the vending machine down the hall- paired with an occasional grunt and the sound of a garbage can being kicked.

Honestly, it couldve been alot of other things, and walking around the corner, you thought of every scenario possible.

"maybe someones having custodial closet sex??" is the last thing you said before stopping like a deer in headlights.

What you didnt expect to find was Miya Atsumu lurking in the corner of the training room like a jilted prom king. ESPECIALLY not shirtess, sweaty, and swearing at an ice pack.

"fuckin thing wont stay" he muttered to himself, pressing it into his shoulder with the grace of a half-brained monkey.

taking a couple steps forward and propping yourself onto the doorframe, you jest

" i cant believe i have to say this, but..... sitting still would help your case"

he jumped- only a little, then turned to face you. His expression read as annoyed, eyes said defensive and a side of something else you couldnt quite put your finger on.

" what're you doin' here?" he asked, as if you were the one kicking garbage cans and cursing loudly.

" checking on whose making all this noise. and if youve died of embarressment yet" you said the last bit with a menacing smile on your face.

he scrunched up his nose and made a "nananana" noise at you, like a four year old would.

"Ya, real funny" he says , dragging out the real

" god im hilarious, i know i know" you walk all the way in now, approaching him at the pt table.

"hold still."

he looks at you like youre absouletly crazy, and watches as you grab Saran Wrap. Standing infront of him and beginning to wrap the ice pack onto his arm, you give him small demands.

his scent hits you first, a mixture of sweat, cologne and a hint of shampoo. what you realize next is the silence, it was so thick you could chew on it.

he tensed when your fingers brushed his arm.

“i said hold still, not flex.”

“m’not flexin’,” he grumbled. “just got big muscles.”

you raised a brow. “is that what we’re calling overcompensation now?”

“yer relentless.”

“not yet.”

continuing, he stared at your face and laughed when you would give him a new demand (which he would often deem impossible with the ice pack on, then proceed to do swiftly)

“you always talk this much when you're manhandling your athletes?”

you didn’t look up. “only when they act like toddlers with a god complex.”

atsumu scoffed, then winced when the ice pack shifted. “don’t pretend ya know me.”

“oh, i don’t have to pretend. your reputation got here before you did—loud, dramatic, and allergic to taking feedback.”

his jaw flexed. “you don’t get to talk about ‘feedback’ when all you do is give shit advice and flex your clipboard like it’s a damn sword.”

you smirked. “sorry, were you hoping for a cookie every time you didn’t pull a muscle?”

“no, just maybe some basic respect from someone who thinks she’s better than the rest of us.”

you stepped closer. “i am better than you. especially when it comes to keeping my body functional past 25.”

he leaned forward, eyes sharp, voice low. “you think insulting me is gonna keep me from noticing the way you look at me?”

you scoff

“i look at you like a problem,” you snapped. “because that’s what you are. a walking pulled deltoid with a superiority complex.”

“maybe I like bein’ a problem,” he muttered, bitter. “at least I ain’t boring.”

you taped the wrap harder than necessary—just enough for him to grunt.

“you done?” he growled.

you stepped back, jaw tight. “with the tape, yeah. with you? God, I wish.”

he caught the roll you tossed at him midair, still glaring.

“go ice your attitude while you’re at it,” you said, walking off.

“y’know,” he called after you, “for someone who doesn’t care, you sure spend a lotta time pissed off.”

you didn’t respond.

you just slammed the door on your way out.

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ruruumin · 5 months ago

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15 - underlying meaning

today was a warm and sunny day. the clouds were out of sight and the sun was beating down on your skin. it felt a little too perfect. you sat on the outside tables in front of magnolia, sipping on your drink while you and collei waited for nilou and aether to return with snacks. she was wearing a pretty, white lace sundress and birch-wood cardigan over it. cute and simple, the best way to describe collei and her radiant smile.

she raises her hand towards you, speaking to you through sign language. 'has been a long time. you and aether have been busy.'

you wave her off with your hand, a sigh coming out of your throat. “yeah, i’m sorry about that. i’ve just been caught up with so much stuff that i’ve been losing track of time. i’ve been showing up to class later than i’d like, and on some days i just end up skipping entirely.”

she gives you a reassuring smile. 'i’m not disappointed. last week i've been finishing my lab. but that sounds bad. wanna talk?'

you stare down at your drink, pondering if its worth telling collei the truth. how would she react to your interaction with alhaitham? hey my ex-boyfriend who broke up with me over text, suddenly shows up at the same cafe as aether's date. and he proposed that we work together so they can get together. god, when you say it like that, it's awful.

you lock your jaw. she’s never met him, only heard about him in passing through aether and nilou. maybe she’d give you an unbiased point of view. you know aether has a strong disliking for the silver-haired man. nilou had classes with him before, thought he was just quiet, until she heard about what he did to you. collei could give you the most unbiased opinion out of everyone.

and despite this rationality, you aren’t sure. you don’t want to worry the rest of your friends. you don’t want to bring up your love life anymore than you did in the past. you still remember the night aether called you, the way your voice cracked and trembled as you sobbed uncontrollably, and how nilou and collei stood on the sidelines, unsure of what to do. they gave you the space you needed. you just don’t know if you want to go through that heartache again. let alone put your friends through it.

your thoughts were cut short when nilou approaches the table, smiling and waving to collei. “when is the last time we met up like this?” she asks, crunching on the crisp exterior of her taiyaki. the custard filling was warm and sweet. and she was thankful to have had the day off today because she couldn’t take eating another dessert filled with extra sugary strawberry fillings.

both of them sat down at the table and you were quick to grab your snack. aether sat beside you while collei and nilou stayed close.

“it must be tough having to help a certain someone with his suspiciously good love life.” her eyes trailed over to aether, who was absentmindedly sipping from his straw. he was pretending to daydream in a middle of a conversation.

“are you talking to me?” he replies, jokingly rubbing the inside of his ear with his pinky. “wow isn’t this matcha the best thing ever? so good, i can’t believe i didn’t try this sooner, (name) you should totally order this instead of your jasmine milk tea 75% sugar and less ice.”

“okay, you did not have to say my entire order out loud,” you roll your eyes. your reply causes him to pinch your thigh, a yelp coming out of your mouth before you slap his hand.

“you’re such an ass!”

collei smiles, 'aether needs help, no? two months ago, he almost dated ayaka. he's been through many relationships. what makes kaveh so different?'

aether places his head down on the cool, glass table, mumbling, “well hes the only person i didnt have to help or save, so it just feels different having someone like you without you doing shit for them… or whatever.”

“she can’t read your lips if you put your head down,” you say, pinching his ear, “i can’t quite hear you, want to speak up big boy?”

he straightens out his back, looking at you with a twitch in his eye, he speaks slower so collei could pick up on his words. “he’s the only person i didn’t help. so it feels different having someone care about you without them being in debt to you. it’s just… different.”

“besides, we should be questioning you instead. you should be the embarrassed one. if i saw my ex out in the wild i would have punched him square in the face. don’t tell me you got too swept up in his pretty looks to say anything rude?”

“oh yeah? how come you didn’t do it when you saw scaramouche? that guy treated you like shit when you first met and then he cozied up to you on my couch! my couch!”

“well he’s a changed man, if anything, i fixed him!”

“i don’t think having sex on my couch counts as therapy!”

“we did not have sex, only heavy make outs. and look whos talking, remember when you were in the backseat of my car with albedo?”

nilou lets out a long, exhausted sigh. she forgot that everytime they go out together, she should expect a bit of bickering between you and aether. and while it may annoy or confuse other people outside of your group, she and collei know how charming it can be sometimes. she hasn’t seen a pair so close before. you and aether have some sort of freakish telepathic connection that lets you know what’s wrong with each other (if only this extended to arguments, the world would be at peace).

“don’t think i didn’t hear those face-sucking noises of yours! shame! shame on you!”

you gasp, “how dare you slutshame me!”

“fuck you i hope when you order your jasmine milk tea 75% sugar with less ice they give you more ice and more sugar!”

“now that’s going too far!”

collei taps on the glass table with her nail, knocking you and aether out of your petty banter. 'stop fighting, especially not in public. kaveh might see!' aether looked back at you before letting out a huff. you both roll your eyes while murmuring apologies under your throats, knowing well on the car ride back it’ll continue. the effort was enough to make collei clap in glee though.

so what happened between kaveh and aether? it sounds like it went well but i need the inside scoop.

“nothing really, i don’t think you missed much collei,” returning back to the topic at hand, you stir your drink with a straw. “they had their first ‘date’ at nilou’s cafe. they probably talked about how boring aether’s outfit was because he wasn’t wearing that yellow sweater vest. things were going well until…”

nilou nudges your elbow, “he showed up.”

'he? you mean...' collei looks up at you with concern laced in her eyes, 'he did what?'

“more like said,” aether interrupts. “did he apologize about what he did to you last year? or should i be the one to beat his ass for you?”

'no fighting!' collei waves.

“look, he didn’t say anything, really.” you force a smile. “we just talked about school. caught up a little bit and that was it. besides, as much as i want him to apologize to me, i know that won’t happen. he’s not that type of person.”

“i don’t know (name)...” nilou presses her lips in a thin line.

collei pats your hand, giving you the same warm look she always had in her eyes. 'everything will be okay. we are here, if you need. don't worry.'

aether, on the other hand, doesn’t seem quite as convinced. his eyes were laser focused on the crinkling of your nose and the distant expression you had. he’s known you long enough to tell that the absent stirring was a sign there was something more. he doesn’t want to put you on the spot with collei and nilou, but he can’t help it. he feels as if there is something on between you and alhaitham that he doesn’t know about.

and the thought makes his stomach drop.

you continue with the conversation as normal, laughing about how aether needs your help out of everyone for love. you talk about how disappointed you were not being able to see him dress up more. nilou is still chewing on the tail of her taiyaki while collei nods to your story.

aether is biting the inside of his cheek, listening as a good friend would. he needs to stay focus on the conversation. he shouldn’t think too hard about it. if you said it was just school, then it should be left like that. there is nothing going on between you and alhaitham.

and if there was… what would he do?

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synopsis; when your friend aether calls for help in his budding crush on his senior kaveh, you're forced to confront your ex-boyfriend by means of playing cupid.

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Just A Spark pt. 9

-A Heavy Thing-

It all happened in a blur.

You were loaded up onto the back of the paramedic van, a flurry of activity around you. They concentrated on your leg, mostly. Apparently, the slab narrowly missed the superficial femoral artery in your leg by a hair-but would leave some nerve damage. And of course, it broke your leg-because fate liked to fuck with you.

Fabulous.

And here you thought being a Pro Hero was the most dangerous job ever.

So. There you were. Only a month into teaching, and you were sitting on a hospital gurney. The smells of antiseptic and bleach burned your nose and the constant beeping of machines made you want to claw your ears off.

Doctor's offices always made your skin crawl, constantly being brought to quirk specialists as a child made you hate them.

Hospitals were like giant doctor's offices...magnified.

But there you were. Your arms were folded across your chest as you chewed the inside of your cheek. Your leg ached, having been put into a heavy cast. You got more and more annoyed with what it would all mean.

A few months in a bulky as hell cast, rehab, constant management of the wound itself...you took a breath in, then out through your nose.

Well, not so much the initial wound.

A paramedic with a healing quirk took care of the superficial part-you remembered watching them knit the skin, veins and muscle back together like magic, their hands glowed gold.

"I was specifically ordered to make sure it didn't scar..." they had said. You were confused by that, but they didn't say more. They told you to just make sure it didnt reopen.

Fair enough.

You picked at the edge of the cast, a small sigh escaping your lips. You heard a light knock on the door. "Come in." You called.

Izuku stumbled in, still in his hero attire. And of course, his arm seemed to be pulling in...

A disgruntled Katsuki.

You withheld a groan. Poor Izuku probably thought you'd want to see your 'savior'.

"(L/n) sensei! I'm so glad your'e okay!" His boyish grin made you smile a little. He let go of Katsuki, who stumbled slightly, but righted himself quickly.

"Tch. And why'm I here?" The blonde grumbled.

"C'mon, Kacchan. You know why..." Izuku grinned, poking him in the bicep. "You were wor-"

"Shut it!" He hissed out. You gave a small chuckle. "You too, gajin!" He shot back at you. Izuku looked back at you, chuckling lightly at his rivals behavior. You smiled a little.

"So, you're gonna be in a cast for a bit, huh?" Izuku said, frowning. "I'm sorry, this usually doesn't happen and I shoud've rescued y-"

"Its okay, really." You gave him a smile to reassure him. "It'll heal quick, the doctors said its an easy fix." Your eyes flicked over to Katsuki.

You noticed he looked a little less tense when you said that. You then added, "they also gave me pain meds. So...the pain won't bother me...or you." You looked pointedly at him now.

Izuku looked at him as well. "Ah, right. The soulmate bond."

Katsuki huffed. "Sure. Whatever." His eyes looked towards the floor.

There was a moment of silence.

Izuku suddenly looked like he had a thought. "Oh, (L/n)! You won't believe what Katsuki did to get to U.A.-"

"Izuku, I swear-" Katsuki looked perturbed, as Izuku continued.

"He had one of his newest sidekicks-she has this amazing portal ability, he had her teleport him and a few of our friends from Chiba-"

"Chiba? Isn't that like...a few hours away?" You looked at Katsuki. He blushed.

"Look, I didn't do it for you-U.A. was in danger and-"

"And you then asked where she was! And when we told you the building still hadn't been completely evacuated-" Izuku was shut up by Katsuki's hand, a small explosion going off as he slapped it over his rival's mouth.

"Shut. Up." He said lowly, eyes narrowing at him. Izuku coughed under his hand, a small puff of smoke leaked from the cracks of Katsuki's fingers.

"Mmphmnmhm!" Izuku's muffled voice made you chuckle.

Katsuki sharply turned his head to you. "And you," he growled. "You better take real good care of yourself. I ain't dealing with your pains." He shoved Izuku away, and stormed off, slamming the door behind him.

A weighty pause followed.

Izuku rubbed his jaw, soot covering it. "Kacchan...he cares, y'know?" He looked over at your unimpressed face. "He does!"

"That doesn't concern me either way." You said softly, looking down.

Denial, denial, denial.

He gave you a small sympathetic smile. "Right...of course. Uhm..." he rubbed the back of his head, other hand on his hip. He remembered what you had told him.

You were never going to be interested in your soul mate.

Ever.

No matter what.

Izuku cleared his throat, trying to ease the awkward tension.

"Did you need help getting home? I think your bicycle is still at the school, and..." he looked pointedly at your leg. "I can help, if you want?"

You sighed softly. "Yeah..." you said quietly. "That'd be great, Midoriya sensei. Thank you." You rubbed your arm, looking at the cast on your leg.

"Alright. When you're given the all clear, we'll head out."

You nodded, smiling.

But in the back of your mind, the ride in Dynamight's arms as he rescued you played in your head. His strong arm locked around you. That grin he had as he soared through the sky.

The smell of burning nitroglycerin, sweet and cloying.

Shit.

You didn't know who, or how-but your bike was neatly parked by the door of your apartment. Even Izuku looked a little shocked. "Oh..." he was behind you, holding your things from the hospital, you in crutches. "Thats...huh."

"Yeah," you couldn't help but think of a certain explosive pro hero, "...strange."

It didn't take too long for you to settle back in. Izuku was kind enough to help you, and even called his grandmother to let her know of the situation.

Well, at least yours. The news already highlighted the attack.

Apparently, it was four older teens-rejected by U.A. previous years ago. They felt scorned for not passing, apparently.

It still didn't add up, though. How could four young adult men have the ability to bypass such tight security?

You didn't buy it for a second.

But, alas.

You were just a teacher.

Quirkless, no less.

You sighed.

Maybe you were in over your head? As you sat there on your couch, leg propped up-you couldn't help but think of a certain pro hero.

He was a smart guy. There was no way he didn't feel the same about the situation.

You huffed.

"No, we are not thinking about this." You muttered to yourself, crossing your arms over your chest.

You looked over at your leather suitcase at your side. The school had been temporarily closed for a few days. It gave you ample amounts of time to grade papers.

A welcomed distraction.

You reached over, dragging the suitcase to your lap, unlatching the clip.

A faint whiff of sweetness hit your nose.

He touched this bag.

Your stomach flipped. Your hands jerked away from it, tipping it over by accident. Papers and pens scattered, your chest rising and falling rapidly.

Fuck.

This wasn't supposed to be like this.

"Get a grip. Its just a weird smell." You breathed, body trembling.

Fuckfuckfuck.

It wasn't supposed to be like this.

-Yet here we are...-

((Sorry this one was so short! My brain was not cooperating with this one. Next one will be better!))

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only-omo · 1 year ago

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characters who "dont wet".

and by that i mean characters who always have enough bladder control that even when they are past their limit and urine is slowly dribbling down their legs, thats all it ever is. no forceful wetting, no "loss of control", not completely. just leaking every few minutes until they can hold it again. sometimes big leaks that immediately give them away (or dont, but now they cant move without being caught so), throwing those around them into a panic; sometimes smaller leaks that are easier to hide in terms of damage, but so much harder in terms of the strain it puts on their bladder to only let out so little

and it really is something special, because it can get to a point where their pants are notably soaked to the hems, maybe even a small puddle or two depending on if theyve been walking around, and theyre still squirming like mad, or trying not to, because this is damage that happened over the course of nearly an hour or more.

eventually if theyre with people someones gonna ask why they dont just give up already, theyve already fully wet themselves in terms of damage, and doing it this way is really doing nothing but causing way more damage than necessary. because at this point even if they wanted to hide it still - i mean, it is horribly embarrasing to consistently wet yourself over the span of an hour (or more) i think - its painfully obvious every time they leak, their clothes too soaked to absorb it quick enough, unavoidably leading to small-to-incredibly-messy puddles each time.

whether theyre able to answer the person or just stutter and get out not much more than "i dont know", they cant bring themselves to intentionally stop holding, despite the risks, and the only way to fully empty their bladder not at a toilet would be to intentionally choose to wet. so they keep "holding".

from here it will go one of two ways, either they finally get access to a bathroom, where they will likely suffer latch-key incontinence and finally fully lose control on the way from the door to the toilet, likely not able to do anything but maybe sit down to try to minimize mess, otherwise just staring as urine re-soaks their pants and gathers on the floor underneath them (and its obvious they re-wet, so they cant pretend they made it, potentially leading to comments from someone about why they bothered so hard just to not make it anyway, to their utter embarrassment). or they dont find a bathroom, and theres nothing they can do but keep trying to hold it.

now i know from experience that around this point you really do start to feel sick, but its in an exhilaratingly horrible way. your body starts to fight itself to the point where it actually changes your thought pattern. and not in the typical "ohmygodohmygodineedtopee" type of way that some people arent susceptible to, but in a strange way where the most logical thing in existence at that moment is that they should not be holding their pee, regardless of location, as if societal standards didnt exist, as if it truly didnt matter where they peed or what they were wearing when they did it. the way their bladder is so confused it cant do much but dully ache, no longer sharp or threatening leaks, but still the most pressing thing on their mind.

their bladder will actually shut their brain down, reverting them to basic instinct, and theres a good chance at some point their bladder will contract, and the only thing they can physically do is not only just let it out, but actively push it out as hard as they can, and if they could think it would feel intentional, the way their muscles are locked forcefully contracting as if almost by choice, completely negating the previous struggle of eventually regaining control; but they arent thinking, and that choice is more "dont die" than it is "wet myself".

obviously, its messy. its messy and its sudden, as they likely started to go despondent as the sickly feeling hit. its sudden, and its messy, and its loud. theyre not only just wetting themself, but pushing as if the urine was burning their bladder, and they have to get it out (not too far from the truth). trying not only to get out every last drop, but to get out the last drop as soon as possible. and there isnt any relief until a good minute or so after they finish, so theyre wetting with that full force, as if their bladder were still full, the entire time - which is likely a good minute or two, as despite everything theyve lost until now, their bladder was still mostly full - until it suddenly cuts off. it will get everywhere, and itll have everyones attention, and then itll be silent, aside from the light pattering of stray urine that hasnt yet reached the floor.

the most common response would likely be speechlessness, people arent used to bladders that can cause that much of an issue, even incontinent people usually just wet and get it over with.

and the wetters brain will only kick back on after theyre empty, though still in an almost daze of all the sensations and emotions. theyve been sitting in their slowly growing shame for at least an hour at this point so the social repercussions arent really hitting them (though they definitely will as the adrenaline drops), and theyre mostly focused on the stressful feeling of knowing that this must be horribly unhealthy, to end up feeling that way, and to just be primarily aware of the fact that they just totally pissed themself; more than they are anything that means, aside from that theyre soaked.

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kittyscupcakeandbunny · 6 months ago

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Set Me Free

Part Five - Spoilers

[…]

- I’m sure you know now… - he chuckled - you’re friend was getting too close, i came to talk to him and he decided to call out our agreement. He was confident that Namjoon guy would get me eventually, so i had to make sure I made them aware of who they were dealing with.

- so that was a massage… - i murmured, more to myself staring at the floor.

- yeah, not that i needed to do much - he chuckled, taking the cigarette from my hand yes staring back at me with smirk laying over his red lips - you just happened to be there right on time, every single time i needed.

- what?

- in so little time you manage to get inside Paradise, obviously thanks to Scarlet then you proceeded to offer yourself to me unknowingly and ruined their opportunity to get me - he said, eyes shining brighter with delight.

Looking so proud of my mistakes, it didnt help to ease the way my insides were turning and turning around at his words. Making more and more obvious how my intervention helped only him, the one i was so confident i would put behind bars.

- i had reasons for it…

- you did… but what now? - he taunted - what do you have? Nothing… you’ve been nothing but a puppet this entire time, my puppet.

- i could still end you here right now… - I gripped his neck.

[…]

His lips lifted into a smirk, he leaned forward face centimeters away from mine. Feeling his breath over my own lips a shiver runs down my whole body, the smell of whiskey was intoxicating making me crave more of him.

- Don’t lie to me… - he smile was completely sickening, eyes darker then ever - it’s not that hard.

- i want…

- yes, what do you want? - he leaned more into me, hands reaching behind me to cage me under his body.

- you…

- we’ll go down together then.

I didn’t wanted to lose any more seconds when i pushed my lips over his, feeling his smirk as i bite into his botttom lip. Catching his eyes briefly as i did so, he was quick to press his short nails on my exposed back scratching the skin down stoping at my hips. I moaned on his mouth kissing him hungrily.

He let out a soft groan as i slide my hands down his waist inside his shirt slowly tracing his ribs, the friction was enough to make us both lose our minds, i could tell he was holding back from letting out a moan as i grinded against his hips, my own body was becoming needy, craving more and more.

- Mmngh..You feel so good… - He whispered between ragged breathes and I felt my thoughts growing more and more blank, the only thing on my mind right now was him.

I grind against his hips again, feeling his warmth through the fabrics separating us, his breath hitches when i grind against him again, i hold his chin up taking in his lustful gaze, his grip on my hips tightened and i could almost feel how blissful he was becoming.

He gives me a devious smirk and gently ran his fingers along your spine as he whispered in my ear:

- you truly are a skilled rider, you feel so good on top of me.

[…]

#bts fanfiction #bts smut #bts x you #yoongi x reader #yoongi smut #jimin x reader #bts au #min yoongi x reader #min yoongi smut #agustd #bts namjoon #bts fanfic #min yoongi fanfic #min yoongi x you #yoongi x y/n #bts x reader

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bosinclairsgff · 1 year ago

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hey there how are you doing ? :D hope everything is going great with you and in your life <3 i want to send a request if u still take these if not then im just dropping this words of appreciation and encouragment <3

lemme tell you that your writing is amazing and a super immersive experience with out fav slashers and your depiction are soo freaking accurate *_* , i was just reading your headcanons on how slashers smells like and how they react to self harm it brought tears to my eyes <3

i was like damn thats exactly how imagined it , tho the Herbert one was a little colder lol , i thought he would break at the end but he didnt (ouch) lol but ig actions speaks louder than words with him ^^

so here's my request if u feel like it <3 i just remember we never get enough of Herbert ,so , either a one shot or headcanons style, as you like ^^

so NSFW Herbert WestXFemreader who is his newly girlfriend , and his fan and numéro uno supporter to his theory (myby even helped alot as a scientist herself ,cuz i see him more likely to fall for someone like himself bcz look at the size of his ego lol ) but how would be like the touchy-feely side with him? the feelings side and the seggs in particular ;)), im curious about how u envision reader leading him to explore their sexuality and more kinks together 3:) ,,, like uhh idk bondage ?(him receiving) ik too basic lol but basically add any kinks you see fit him 3:)

Thanks so much for all the incredibly kind words! I hope I can give you what you want! I have a tiny bit of writers block so I’m sorry if this is t exactly what you wanted 😟🫶🏻

Herbert West NSFW Head canons

- Herbert is definitely a virgin when you meet him. He’s never really cared much for sex or anything like that. Sure he’s jerked off a few times but it never did much for him.

- You are the first girl who makes him nervous and feel something he’s never felt before.

- Herbert probably doesn’t know a bunch about kinks and stuff, you’d have to teach him.

- The first time you guys sleep together your on top, riding him. He’d last surprisingly long. Herbert wouldn’t know how to touch you so you’d have to put his hands on your waist and tell him to help move you. He’d do as he’s told and make the cutest whimpers.

- His sex drive isn’t super high but now that he has you he finds himself getting horny more often. He still gets nervous about bringing up sex and other things so he usually hints at it but ultimately let’s you bring it up.

- You’d have to show him different kinds of kinks. Also, he’s a switch after a while he’d get more confident and would want to be on top, be in control. He likes it when you tie his hands to the bed frame and please him like that. He’ll struggle when he gets close to cumming and pull at the ties. He just wants to touch you so bad.

- I also think Herbert would like watching you touch yourself in front of him. He’d like to instruct you and tell you how good your being for him.

- Herbert doesn’t care for quickies, unless he’s very busy and will continue to be busy all night/day. Then he’ll bend you over his desk and fuck you real quick.

#horror #horror fan #horror movie #horror movies #horror films #slasher x reader #slashers #slasher thirst #slasher fucker #herbert west x reader #herbert west #bosinclairsgff

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hockybish · 2 years ago

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going so far that she gave back her beloved Buggy

(when they get older)

she gave buggy back and jack didnt give it back to her this time, lola was so heartbroken because him giving it back to her meant they were on good terms. eventually they are okay but he still doesn’t give buggy back.

when jack goes to jersey he unintentionally takes buggy with him and once he realizes it he keeps it but in the back of his closet and forgets about it.

one day jack is cleaning the back of his closet out and finds it and just thinks about the stuff animal and how he gave it to her and how close they used to be. he thinks about how he really messed his relationship up with his little sister.

oh. this made me cry.

he wants to give back to her too. or at the very least he thinks he should give it back. so he puts in a box of things he's planning on bringing to the lake house that summer. jack forgets about buggy again and the box of things gets shoved in the attic.

in the coming years the hughes family out grows that lake house. all four kids chip in for a newer, bigger one that fits everyone and then some. everything from the previous house, including buggy's box gets brought to the new home and put in either the attic or the garage.

fast forward a few years to a small christmas break that the nhl gives them, the whole hughes clan, ellen and jim plus four kids and their significant others along with five grand babies, meet for a quick celebration in michigan before play resumes again.

lola's pregnant, her and mason do a little gender reveal sort of thing, were they both had pucks filled with colored powder. once they were hit, pink powder flew everywhere. they were going to have a little girl.

the whole family was excited. and jack had an idea. he just needed to find it first. when got back home, he searched the entirety of the new jersey place only to come up empty. jack really hoped he didn't accidentally get rid of it.

the ducks were still in the race for the cup when baby girl was born. luke and his family went to anaheim to meet the little girl, while the others were already at the lake house and opted to wait until after the ducks won, when lola and mason and baby could come to michigan to meet her.

jack still hadn't found the stuffy and was about to give up when he went digging around in the garage of the lake house. it was in one of the last boxes, a little worn and damaged from years of sitting there in a box. jack found someone to restore it and buggy arrived just in for their arrival.

"this is for baby lacey, i know how much it meant to you, it's only right she should have it." jack gave buggy to the new baby, and by extension lola.

"oh my, buggy? you kept it? after all these years? i thought you just threw it away." lola tried not to start crying at the gesture, but her eyes betrayed her and liquid dripped from them.

"i, thank you jack. you don't know how much this means to me" she got up, baby lacey still in her arms and hugged her brother.

#lola hughes #hughes!sister au #au thoughts #lola thoughts

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abstract-crossverse · 2 years ago

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can you do a halt x reader x rush (from doors)

*cracks knuckles* a two in one I see. Back to work for me!

Designs for these may take a while, Rush will be quick since yall have seen my design for him multiple times, just not in full color. Halt however is what Im most certain I'll have a time with, so many concepts for them, dress, cape, hood, I cant choose!

This is going to be extra long I know it

Btw, I'll be using they/them for Halt, Theyre both king and queen, best of both things ;] /ref

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Halt x Reader x Rush [headcanons/fic, fluff]

-> alr so honestly, the two are a very balanced duo if you put in theory, but in practice its a 50/50 if it works

-> hype energy bf and calm/no energy partner, pick your poison *you take both*

-> let's get on with how you meet before I forget my ideas

-> you met Rush first, of course you did, he's the first dude you meet unless your unlucky enough to meet Screech or Ambush before Rush can get the first sweep of the place *shudders at Ambush on door 2*

-> you're either really scared of him or thinks he's a mild inconvenience at best, though you'd rather have him charging at you than Ambush any day

-> you once lost the company of another Player to him, left you shook... In fact, that you you got that "Betrayal" badge thats hooked to your keychain.. you dont know how they get there, you didnt even have anything hooked to you when you woke up here, it was just a metal loop attached to your pocket, you're thankful theyre made of felt and embroidery, otherwise Figure would always know where you stood

-> you could kinda consider yourself a veteran here, you've been here before the Hotel got a rework, which threw you off significantly, when you saw the little note on the Lobby letting you and other Player's know of the update you didnt think they changed much

-> though you were surprised when they even had new entities around, took you a moment to get used to the new changes... Rush even more so, you'd often see him faceplant into walls sometimes or accidently knock over things as he ran because he wasnt used to the new changes either

-> it was often endearing to watch from the closet, sometimes he'd even stop for a moment, trying to figure out how to run through a room , thankfully he would be gone before Hide got mad mad at you

-> but comes the day both yours and his luck runs out

-> you saw the lights flicker and speed walked your way to a closet, you waited until you heard him screaming and breaking lights before walking into the closet

-> he got half way through the room before a bookshelf suddenly fell on top of him. You heard the screaming stop, replaced by a loud yell and profanities that made you double take, where you hearing this right?... Could Rush speak? You usually didnt come across other Players on the whim and you were traversing the hotel again alone

-> the voice you heard was glitchy, deep and loud, but hoarse and scratchy at the same time, he is always screaming after all, but how he can still be loud as he is puzzles you, you can even hear a boston accent in his voice

-> you snapped back from your thoughts as you say the bold black and red letters "GET OUT" flashy before your eyes, but you were too late to get your body to move, Hide pushed you out and you fell with a rough thump, the wooden floor wasnt too pleasant to fall on. The carped falling just short enough it wouldn't cushion your fall, you groaned in pain

-> Rush stared at you from his spot, falling silent as you regained your ground, he honestly didnt think there was anyone in the closet- he never does, thats the whole purpose of hiding. Honestly he thought you were quite good looking but nevermind that! He's fuckin' STUCK and he feels HUMILIATED dont look his way please dont witness him please ple- aw fuck you're looking at him, just lovely...

You stared down the bigger entity stuck under the book shelf and it's books, trying to understand why he had arms... Pretty strong looking ones too, hands dressed in black gloves. You blinked once, twice, you were clearly confused out of your mind, you came back to reality when you hear a deep groan coming from the entity

"ya got a starin' problem, pipsqueak?? Ya gonna help or what?" He scoffed, you double take'd, did he just call you pipsqueak??

"the fuck did you just call me?" You weren't mad, the situation was just really... Surreal? This place is surreal, thats not the word... Just, strange in general, you never thought you'd get to talk at all with these entities, specially like this

Rush deadpanned "pipsqueak, I called you pipsqueak, ya deaf or somethin'?" You stammered "n- no!- I just- I'm really taken a back right now is all-" you waved your hands as you denied, you slowly walked up to him after a moment of hesitation

"do you... Want- help?" You offered, he looked so offended "n- no! Im completely fine, I can get out by myself thank you very much!" He struggled to pull himself out, that shelf was really heavy what the hell ".... You don't- look fine." You added, a small grin starting to form on your face as you watched the entity barely move from where he was

He sighed dramatically, glaring at you with empty eye sockets "YOU don't look fine." "I'm not, I've been stuck here for months, maybe it's already been a year, I can't tell. Of course I'm not fine." He looked surprised, that was the most painfully honest answer he's heard about your situation, others would either say they're completely fine or just- not engage anymore

He stared at you for an... Uncomfortably long time before you approached him, analyzing the bookshelf over him in search of a way to get him out without having to try and shove it, if even this... Large.... Entity, couldn't raise it himself, what's to think you could? But you're not leaving him there to possibly have him holding grudges against you because you left him there. Rush was still staring at you, waiting for what you would do next

You hummed, placing your hands on your hips as you thought for a moment, "alright, listen, I'll need you to cooperate if you wanna get out of there, 'kay? I'm gonna try to push the shelf up so you'll have less weight on you and you try to pull yourself out." You explained as he nodded, you placed your hands on the edge of the shelf, counting down from three before you used all your strength to push it up even if just a bit

Rush pulled himself out with a bit of struggle, but at least he was out, you dropped the shelf as soon as he took his distance from you and the shelf, it fell with a harsh thump, shaking the ground under you enough you lost your ballance. You yelped and braced for impact with the ground, shutting your eyes, but instead you felt two large hands holding you by your back, they felt... Fuzzy.. like what you'd think static feels like but also not at the same time, warm, it was also warm

You opened your eyes, trailing them up to the entity holding you, you stared into each other's eyes for what felt like hours, before he spoke

"... You are SO tiny, holy shit-" Rush spoke with a laugh slipping through his words, you deadpanned "nah I'm not tiny, you're just fucking huge." You stated, you stared at each other for a bit longer, you taking in the fact the entity that seemed like a giant furball with a smiley face now had one hunk of a body to match, while Rush analysed you curiously, your clothes, your hair, your eyes, little visual details you have about yourself that people wouldnt exactly see if they didnt pay attention.

He had quite the toned figure it seemed, he styled a grey-ish purple button-down with its sleeves rolled up above his elbows and black tie, a dark grey vest with thin, light grey stripes going down the vest and dress pants in the same style- wait when did he get legs- he had a shadowy ghost tail just now- oh fuck it he's an entity beyond your comprehension, of course he can probably shapeshift. Looking back at his face you noted all the little withers and cracks on his face, you wandered if it was always like that or if he go through something to get like that, the shadowy, fluffy looking mass that you normally saw engulfed his entire body seemed to work like hair- or the rest of his head since his face did remind you of a mask of sorts... He had a grin on his face as he looked at you, his eye sockets seemed to distort and move as if they were eyelids, one of the eye sockets seemed to be half-lidded now as the other stayed open, you think he just lifted a brow at you

"take a picture, good-lookin', it'll last longer." His grin widened as you widened your eyes, growing embarrassed as you finally realized you were staring too long, not like he blamed you though, he'd be staring too if he were in your shoes. He chuckled at the red overtaking your cheeks, you looked aside with a small click of your tongue, you both feel silent as it dawned on you that he could just kill you right now, he had you in his hands

"... Are you going to kill me?" You asked in a mutter, his grin fell for a second, he looked at the door ahead of you both before looking back "I kinda owe ya for helpin' me, e~ven though I could've gotten out on my own!" He grinned as you deadpanned, he's that prideful huh, "so let's settle that right now, I let ya live and won't bother ya for... Say... The next 10 rooms?" You thought for a second, a hand on your face, completely forgetting he was still holding you as if in mid dip

".. 20 rooms." You argued "15.", "18, take it or leave it." You grinned, thinking you had the upper hand, but what made you think you could argue like that with a creature that can kill you right now? "15 and final, or would you rather give that up for your life?" He argued with a shit-eating grin on his face, you glared at him, you hated that he was right, you can't just throw away a chance like that, "fine. Deal." You extended a hand for him to shake, you felt one of his hands leave your back and took your hand in his, almost enveloping your entire hand as you shook hands

He pulled you back on your feet and you immediately stepped away from him, putting a decent distance between you, that made him laugh. "Still scared of me, Pipsqueak? I don't bite!... Not for now at least~" he sang, his body envoloped in shadows again as he dashed down the halls again in a matter of seconds, screaming again. You winced, having forgotten how loud he is for a moment, the sudden wind made by him messed up your clothes a bit.

Sighing, you corrected you clothes and walked along the next rooms, which for your "joy", were all dark rooms.... Fuck.

-> after that Rush kinda... seemed to linger in the room a few times when he decided to run by, which was annoying if Hide was especially mad at you. It confused you as well, was he looking for something?

-> But for now lets divert our attention to the blue specter youve just had the luck to get yoinked by- like you know how they basically kinda pull you into their corridor and you have to do the back and forth to get out? thats what I mean

-> Halt heard of you from Rush, the couple of times they actually talked at least, Halt is very reserved and it's not often they talk with the more... loud entities, Rush, Figure, Ambush. They don't talk with them a lot due to their liking to silence better, other entities like Seek, Hide, Eyes know them better as they're more quite.

-> However, Halt and Rush bump into each other from time to time and make small talk until Halt decided thats enough socializing for the hour. Rush told them about them a when they bumped into each other again, saying how a "cute lil' player helped him when he got himself stuck under a heavy ass bookshelf", it made Halt curious, especially when Rush would mention you didn't seem all that scared of him

-> Of course he got a description from the bigger entity and soon when on his search, he was far too curious of this... player who put their own 'run' at risk by helping one of them, so for the past month Halt pulled people into their hall more often than not, but not having the luck of finding you until about a month later

-> And to their luck, you were the backwards walk kind of player when they appeared in front of you

-> They analyzed your appearance, and found you were a direct match from what Rush told them, so for once, they stopped their pattern, chasing after you until your back hit the locked door you entered through

-> You grew confused and a bit scared, this wasnt the usual pattern, you couldnt escape, what the hell!

-> You felt a shiver down your spine, the corridor suddenly felt so much colder than before. The ghostly figure loomed over you with their glowing blue eyes staring you down. Suddenly only their eyes filled your vision, similar to how they'd tell you to turn around before the hotel got it's renovation, making you flinch and blink hard

-> Next thing you knew, a tall, slender figure was in front of you, so all of the entities can have a humanoid body? Not the time to question that now, what the fuck is going on

-> The figure wore a long dark blue-ish cloak, it was slightly torn on the edges(probably because of time, you'd guess) and had a shiny 4 pointed, light blue star pendent keeping it together near the hood. The cloak obscured the rest of its body, and the gloominess of the room didn't help in the slightest, you could see it wore black boots though; It's face was covered by a veil like fabric, similar to how Halt looked earlier, it's bright blue eyes staring dead into your soul, it intimidated you, especially with how close it was

-> You tried to keep yourself from showing fear, though you struggled to do so, this situation was really weird, they cornered you right at the start of the hall and arent moving away, just staring you down

-> Your heart threatened to jump out of your chest with how it was beating, you really wanted to stop staring at them, avert your eyes and brace for the worse but something kept you from it, giving you only moments to glance away in discomfort, you heard a reverberated hum before it turned around

-> "Rush was right." They mumbled lowly, before walking away and disappearing into the floor, the aura in the room dimmed, meaning they werent there anymore as you finally let out a breath you didnt know you were holding. Seriously what the fuck was that??? Whatever, you can think about that later, right now just focus on running out of this claustrophobic ass hall

→ After that weird encounter you felt like Halt would always show up in almost every run you had, and more than once. Eventually you grew fed up, what was their deal? Did they need something?

→ So the next time he pulled you into their corridor, you stood your ground and asked what they wanted in an annoyed tone. Surprising to say it took Halt off guard that you decided to confront them instead of running away

→ So they stood in place, not getting closer nor teleporting behind you, and its whatever if they kill you now, this run was a very unlucky one regardless...

"Okay, what's your deal, man? What do you want, either Im going insane or you're tormenting me far more often than usual." You complained, crossing your arms as you glared at the veiled entity in front of you, they stood, unmoving aside the light floating of their clothes from the chilly wind that somehow flowed through the closed hall

You raised a brow as their eyes seemed to move ever so slightly, seeming to scan your face for anything, perhaps were they trying to feel even a twinge of fear from you? Even if they did it would be overly covered by annoyance and frustration, their hall is very annoying to get through

They lowered their head a bit to look at the ground momentarily as they thought about how to articulate an answer, soon enough, they came up with something to say

"you are... Interesting... You helped one of my comrades when he was in distress... You confuse me..." They spoke, their voice echoing through the hall, it was breathy and soft, and quite monotone too. Hearing them surprised you a bit

"... Could you elaborate?" Your expression softened from the sneer you held before, they looked aside a bit again before looking back at you, staring dead into your eyes as if they tried to get a look into your soul

"no humans help us, none of them ever have, if one of us ends up getting stuck they either mock, run away or just stare in confusion... But you, you were kind— or pitiful —enough to help Rush from under the heavy bookshelf... That confuses me..." He paused briefly, raising his hand to snap his clawed fingers, surprisingly they weren't as sharp as the ones Rush has "Rush could snap you in half faster than I can snap my fingers... Why did you decide to help him?"

You were stunned at their words for a moment, standing still as you mind processed what they said before you unsurely shrug as you shook you head lightly "cause and consequence I guess? I mean, I'd be mad if someone mocked me while I was stuck under a bookshelf too, and given how... Murderous... He is- I didn't want to get an extra painful death because he'd be in a bad mood afterwards..." You rambled, gripping your arms as you did

Halt listened intently, nodding as you finished talking, you heard a hum coming from them as they glided closer, at least you figured they glided as you only heard a wind whistle instead of footsteps, but when you looked back up they were inches from your face, you nearly jumped in a scare, letting you a choked yelp as you stepped back for some distance

"May you answer some more questions? Curiosity is eating at me, I promise to let you leave unharmed afterwards." They said, not moving from their spot in mid air, they didn't seem to like moving too much. You nodded after a moment of hesitation "but.. how can I really trust you?"

"Im an entity of word. Besides, are you really willing to let this opportunity to learn more about this place go? I know you humans are oh-so curious about this facility." They tilted their head at you, you took a moment before nodding, they were right after all, again, not everyday you get to talk to an entity like this.

And so you both sat down.

→ You two talked for a long while, last time you check the clock outside the hall it was at least 3pm. It sure felt like an eternity inside the hall, and eventually you both drifted from the initial questions to other topics, like how the other entities acted, or things you remember about your own life, and even some gossip that had you both giggling and laughing

→ Just don't tell anyone you got this info from Halt, if anyone asks, you know nothing ;]

→ After a while, Halt grew tired sounding and quiet, letting you do most of the talking until you caught onto the fact they were tired now. You suggested you wrap up the night, but said you really enjoyed talking with them

→ They seemed to hum happily as you got up from your spots, saying the same to you and leading you to the end of the corridor. You felt a cold hand on your shoulder before you left, a reminder of your new found friend as you shivered at the sudden warm air hitting you cold form, you grew used to Halts cold room to the point where the normal air from the hotel nearly felt like a punch to the face

→ And so that was your routine fron then on, watch from a closet as Rush lingered around the room whenever he came by, talk to Half for a couple of hours and then move on with your run

→ Eventually, Rush lingered a little bit too long, and Hide was especially impatient tonight so you can guess what happened. You got shoved out as Rush was still looking around the room

→ You yelled as you were shoved out, but before you hit the floor you felt those familiar hands grab your shirt and lift you up, and in a matter of seconds, you were face to face with the Static creature again. Your eyes widen as he glared at you with empty eyes and a grin before realizing it was you

-> "Pipsqueak! It's you! I've been lookin' for ya!" He said with a laugh, placing you down and patting your shoulder, you couldn't even process when his body shifted to it's humanoid form, just taking a moment to absorb the situation

-> But Rush kept talking. "I really wanted to meet with ya again, Halt said y'all met?" He questioned, tugging you along as he walked to the next room, as he knew the next room at least had a couch you two could sit at

-> You stammered as confirmation, almost tripping over your feet as you walked with him. He let go of you as you got to the couch and dropped himself on one side of it, it creaked under his weight as he crossed his legs, patting the spot next to him after you were left standing for a few moments more

-> You sat down awkwardly as the entity next to you occupied a lot of the couch, what being 8 feet tall does to a motherfucker, anyway. He didn't seem to mind how you were still processing what was going on, and still asked you a lot of things, which you reluctantly answered because... Did you really have a choice on the matter? Though you did notice he gave off a warmth as you sat close to him

-> After a while you did ease into the conversation, which seemed to please him. He joked and told you funny stories about things he's done, be it with other players or other entities. It made him laugh as he told you the stories, you laughed along, his laugh was quite the contagious one

-> Once he seemed to run out of stories to tell you, you spoke up. "Why.. are you telling me this? And why were you looking for me?"

-> "Huh?-" he looked down at you for a moment, before processing your questions properly "Oh! Well, Halt mentioned how they were talkin' to you so often and how you were so nice to talk to n' blah blah blah. So I wanted to hear it for myself, and they were right! You are real nice t' talk to."

-> You blinked "they talk about me?" Rush jerked his head aside "eeeh not really??.. just when I bump into them at least, I usually ask how yer doin' given I can never find ya 'round." He dismissed quickly, you almost saw a darker shade of grey on his withered face. You'll never know he lied a bit, Halt mentioned you've been chatting often, but they didn't really share much of how you behaved, he'd never admit it but he felt a little bit jealous that Halt got to talk to you more than he did, he met and saw you first! He wants to talk to you too!! Why do you think he's been searching for you?

-> "A~nyway... I did like talkin' to ya, even if I did most of the talkin', I get I can be a lil' too fast for people to catch up with." He scratched the back of his head, you couldn't help but giggle a tiny bit "it was nice to chat with you too, Rush."

-> He said you should talk more, and you said sure, as long as he doesn't kill you if he comes running in, that made he laugh as he agreed

-> So, new routine again, talk with Rush as you two walk through the rooms a bit and then talk with Halt for a few hours, wether you get to the final elevator didnt really matter as much anymore

-> Eventually you finally got the two in the same room, Halt finally decided to come out of his corridor for once because you wanted to show him a cool plant in the Greenhouse

-> And oh what a coincidence! It was a room Rush was running to! What a silly coincidence!! He totally didn't bribe Screech to spy on you both and Halt was getting a little too close nope not at all :]]]]

You shined your flashlight at the Peace Lily that was blooming in one of the pots

"It's so cool that it grew in these conditions!" You gushed at the flower, Halt hummed, "certainly, I haven't seen a flower grow in a long while..." Their voice echoed around the room "I used to love these... It's also quite ironic a Peace Lily is growing here of all places"

You chuckled "yep, peace is not something to happen here, at least not to often..-" you got cut off by the sound of a particularly strong gush of wind hitting against the window and making it shake in its hinges, it startled you for a moment as you shivered at the remnants of a breeze managed to slip through the small gaps in the frame

"hmm... Seems like the storm is picking up, that hasn't happened in a while..." They turned their attention to the window before looking down at you, it took them a moment to realize you were cold before they fumbled with the broche on their cloak, they couldn't feel any more cold than they already were so its a bit hard to tell change in temperature

"oh forgive me, I didn't know it was cold, here-" they enveloped you in their large coat before you could say anything, you expected it to be cold just like they are, but you were quickly proven wrong as warmth took over your body, the quick change in temperature made you hair stand

"o-oh!- th-thanks-" you stuttered, noticing that Halt wore a pearly white, ruffled shirt with a cyan vest over it and a black puffy ascot around their neck, it seemed like many of the entities sported the same style of clothing, suits or vests... Was it a dress code they went by?

"it is no problem-" this time, Halt was interrupted by the loud static noise of Rush zooming near, Halt stared at the door you came through and immediately pulled you behind them, for whatever reason, they knew you talked to Rush already, why did they pull you back?

As soon as Rush entered the room and saw Halt, he stopped and took his usual humanoid form

"Oh! Halt! Buddy there you are! You dont usually leave your hall what's got ya all the way over here?-" he questioned, though his tone sounded a bit fake, like he already knew why Halt was here

Halt took a moment before responding, mumbling a hello as they slightly lowered their head, why did they seem so... Apprehensive? Annoyed maybe? It's hard to read this guy. Rush finally saw you and made a gesture by opening his arms

"Pipsqueak! There you are! What'cha doin' here with Halt? Y'all doin' anythin' fun?" He pried, and finally noticed you had Halt's cloak "... And uh, why do ya have their cloak?" His tone sounded a bit more strained now, his usual casual grin seemed a bit more forced

"I-" you started, unsure of what to say before Halt cut you off "they were cold, so I lended them my cloak. I may be one of the coldest entities here but my cloak is quite the blanket." They stated, staring up at Rush

"oh really? Well if they're cold they could've come look for me! Some say I'm quite the heat pack, y'know?" The taller entity laughed, his voice booming around the room "Plus, ya know very well these rooms aren't the safest." His voice fell serious, though still with a playful undertone, you grew confused, the fuck was this interaction

Halt scoffed "I am aware, Rush. However, they wanted to show me this lovely flower, I couldn't say No to such an interesting offer." They gestured to the Lily near you both "It's been a while since I've seen an actual flower, after all, the other only living plant here is...." Halt gently moved your hand to shine your flashlight at the snare on the floor, waiting for its next victim to trap

Rush was silent for a couple moment after looking at the snare, he turned himself to the Lily again, humming in thought "Well... that is a pretty nice flower.... the hell has he been doin'?..." he mumbled, shaking his head as he turned back to the conversation

"Nevermind that! C'mon, Pipsqueak, let's get outta here before ya get yourself hurt. An' Halt uuh... ya-.. ya can go back to ya room, I guess, ya never stay out for long anyway..." Rush mumbled, walking around Halt and put a hand on your back, leading you with him to the previous door slowly to keep up with you. But for some reason, the room felt colder than before, you shivered in discomfort, Halt heard it.

"And what is that supposed to mean?" Halt questioned, their voice sounding stronger and passive-aggressive "Do speak your mind, Rush, you were never one to hold you thoughts to yourself anyway." they tilted their head at Rush as the room grew colder with every word, you felt Rush start to tense as you looked back at the ghostly entity

"OOOOkay!-" Rush laughed, you could hear a hit of forcefulness on his voice as he turned to Halt, putting his hands on his hips as he cackled "THOSE are some fightin' words, Buddy. Ya REALLY wanna go down that path?" He looked down at Halt, still being taller than them by a foot

"You started it, but If The Boot Fits I don't mind an altercation." You shuddered at Halt's tone, and at the cold getting so much worse that the windows have started to frost, you could see a small confused looking face staring from the other side, Sally was here

You got between the two, pushing them apart was they were glaring at each other "ENOUGH you both! There's someone else here, and Halt- you're fr-freezing the room." you shivered as you looked up at Halt and motioned at the half frosted window, the two looked over at the window and Sally quickly hid away from view with a small, echo-y gasp

Halt looked away to take some deep breaths and calm down, as Rush walked over to the window to talk to Sally a bit, it sounded like a bit of a lecture but you didn't care to process what he was blabbing about, focusing more on Halt and gently patting their arm to help, they looked back at you

"My apologies for my behavior.... I did not- mean to grow so upset..." they gently put their hand over yours on their arm, you shook your head "it's okay, you don't have to apologize, I'd be mad too. Just because you like being by yourself doesn't mean they get to just dismiss you like that." Their eyes seemed to soften their glow as you spoke, they hummed "usually I don't mind, I enjoy being given the assurance that I can leave if I wish to, but... this was just insulting..."

You nodded, they turned to you after a moment of silence, this time now holding both your hands, which caught you a bit by surprise

"[Name]... I know this may not be an appropriate place for such a thing, but I can no longer keep this to myself. It has been a delight to interact with you when you come around, I treasure every second we spend together and you're simply just..... an amazing person to be around, you bring me a warmth I've never had or felt before.... I was... wondering if....." they seemed to struggle a bit, which was odd since they always spoke so flawlessly, though you didn't mind it one bit. If this monologue was going in the direction you think it is then interrupting isn't an option

"my apologies, words are hard at the moment-" they mumbled "ah.... if-... you'd like to... be my partner...?" their eyes shifted, looking nervous and worried for your reaction as their hands got colder against yours

You were stunned for a moment, blinking dumbfoundedly, attempting to stammer some reply out but to no avail

Then Rush put an arm around you

"HEYYYY WHAT YALL TALKIN' ABOUT OVER HERE??" He loudly questioned, pulling you closer to his side, Halt seemed to deadpan at him, huffing annoyedly "Rush, you are ruining our moment."

"Moment? What moment?" Rush feigned cluelessness, then pulled you away from Halt, talking about how you had to get out of the greenhouse because it wasnt safe, or something, you didnt really listen as you looked over his arm at Halt, they seemed to still be holding their hands in the same position they were when holding yours but slightly reaching outat you

You mouthed a sorry back at him as Rush got you out the door.

→ good lord I got carried away, anyway

→ after that Rush seemed to always find you before you even managed to get in a closet, well, not find you but run into the room before you could get in

-> Hide mightve had a hand in it but you dont know that, they just want Rush to stop bugging them about it

-> Rush would tackle you to the floor and pretend hewas gonna bite you, then he'd laugh a bit before pulling you back to your feet, much to your annoyance he keeps on teasing you about being a little flinchy around him

-> He cant blame you though! He's killed you before when you first got here and he's unpredictable

-> But now you get to be the listener in a conversation again so thats something, he talks non stop, excited to talk to you

-> He drags you around to find a comfy place to sit down and chat while he talks. He constantly moves, some times after sitting on the couch for too long he gets up and paces around while he talks, sometimes sits on the ground in front or next to you.

-> Though his topics are interesting to talk about sometimes you end up even falling asleep while he talks

-> Another thing is that ever since that day, he's taken so much of your time and energy you havent gotten to talk to Halt at all, until they came to you after you and Rush were done talking

-> you shuddered as that familiar cold embraced your form again, smiling a bit at the quiet in the hallway, taking a few steps away from the door as Halt showed up.

-> you greeted them, and though they didnt respond, you explained how Rush was talking to you so often, how draining it was by the end of your conversations. You looked tired, they could tell

-> they didnt say a word as they hovered to you and wrapped their arms around you along with their cloak, you were surprised but melted into their cold form, wrapping your own arms around them

-> they guided you to the usual spot you two would sit down at, without letting you go, you leaned your head against their shoulder with a sigh as they held you with an arm, holding one of your hands with the other

-> You were dozing off, closing your eyes as you curled up to their side, you felt them adjust their cloak around you again

-> You heard a whisper from them, sounded like something along the lines of "I love you"? You werent sure, you could've misheard it, the memories of that night at the greenhouse came back briefly, you hummed softly as you snuggled to them, gently squeezing their hand mumbling the same back to them as you fell asleep

-> Next time you saw Rush, he was actually not running this time, standing in the middle of one of the rooms with Halt, they seemed to be arguing about something. The room was cold

-> You shivered as you walked in, Halt noticed you first and greeted you with a nod before Rush greeted you by saying your name happily, you waved

-> Rush requested you put an end to their argument and choose for them, which one is better in terms of their work

-> And well, given theyre both the easiest to avoid, Rush is deadlier with his strenght and Speed but Halt is harmful for his confusing rules that makes Players have to turn around and walk back and forth until theyre out of the hall. Your answer was that theyre both the best in their own different ways

-> They seemed satified enough, Halt more than Rush, though Rush got another idea and smirked, asking you who you liked better

-> That confused and flustered you, you stammered, claiming not knowing what he meant. So he repeated in better detail, who you like better to hang out

-> Of course you said both are nice to hang out with in their own ways, but that didnt satisfy Rush, he just kept pushing even as Halt attempted to stop him from doing so

"So? I'm still waitin' for an answer!" Rush crossed his arms with a smirk on his face "Rush, that's enough, dont you think?" Halt questioned

"No! I want a definate answer from them. Who do you like best??" It got to the point you didnt know how to answer anymore, you gave them your true answer what else does he want?

"Why are does it matter so much? I gave you the only answer I have" you shrugged "Because we're in love with you and you gotta choose onna us, wasn't it obvious?" Rush stated calmly

The way he said it so calmly, as if it was obvious information gave you a hard whiplash, your face flushing red as Halt smacked the back of Rush's head harshly

"Way to blow it, Rush. They'll hate us now!" For once, Halt raised their voice, even if slightly, the two began to argue again "Naw they won't! Plus, you already confessed that day at the Greenhouse and they don't seem to hate you for it!"

You tuned them out as you thought about what he just said, you've been catching feeling for them for a while, the two were charming in their own ways, it would be hard to choose one of them, but guess what! You have Two Hands!

-> And thats what you told them, they were stunned for a moment, a deeper shade of grey floded Rush's cheeks while Halt seemed to glow brighter

-> they agreed to your offer, so you were now officially a polyamory couple

-> they did tell you the dangers of the entity the other players named Jack, and that he's not to know youre dating them

-> theyre both lovely and attentive to you, and incredible cuddlers too, Rush is very warm to cuddle with on colder nights and Halt is lovely to cuddle on hotter nights

-> Rush takes you on rides around the hotel sometimes on his back, and Halt shows you the quiet spots he hangs out on if he needs to detress

-> They still argue a bunch and youre usually the mediator, until the argument's with you-

-> They love you very much, they couldnt be happier every since you agreed to be theirs

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FUCK THIS TOOK SO LONG IM SO SORRY FOR TAKING SO LONG TO WRITE THIS, life got in the way and hyperfixations changed, but I really want to get back to writing and now that this is done, I can write other things in my inbox.

Never ask me to do duos again before Ive done their intro fics lmao /hj/lh

I did enjoy writing this though dw

#doors roblox #anon #roblox doors #rush doors #doors x reader #halt doors #doors halt #doors rush #rush x reader #halt x reader #fic/hc

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coldresolve · 9 months ago

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You probably get a million of these but your story is absolutely perfect in every way and holy shit. I did NOT expect that to happen - although i did expect that there will be an attempt, but not carried out successfully, iykwim.

Damn renee. I hope he will be fine 🥺 poor little guy. He needs a good old hug.

And imani comforting conrad was the most delicious scrumptious moment in this chapter for some reason, she is just so pure and wants to help </3 awww i love it.

And like, jesus, i could talk about this for hours and days and weeks but damn it, i cant wait for the next chapter, it will be so interesting to see how emergency services react?

And damn shaun is so professional holy shit idk why i love him too!!!!!! He is so good and so “detached” but he still cares and doesnt want anyone to die. He has his rules and morals but its not like the “youre a bad guy you tortured someone i will let you die” but “youre still a human being worth saving” eventho he most likely knows what renee did… well he definitely knows, he seems like the type who puts the pieces together fairly quick but doesnt like to mention it. Just aware of the picture without interfering. Or idk if i got that wrong, thats just how i saw him, and i love his personality.

Well i love all your characters’ personalities and yeah, please please never stop writing, im absolutely blown away and you (and M.M.) inspired me to get back into writing! So thank you for that. Youre an amazing human being and your story helped me more than you can ever imagine. Sorry for the rant i cant contain my thoughts anymore.

asdfkjh thank u nonny. its wild to me that theres been so many ppl saying ive gotten them back into writing, i think thats genuinely the best compliment i could get. go for it man, theres so much meaning in it

also small ramble time

shaun is kind of an interesting character yea. hes a black market doctor and i didnt want to go the route of 'he's just in it for money'. so i had to give him ethics thatd allow for treating people regardless of the abhorrent things theyve done, and staying neutral to the suffering (and possibly death) that those same people might cause down the line. so yknow, if he wants to save lives that'd otherwise be lost because these people won't go to regular hospitals, he has to stay neutral, because otherwise they wouldnt come to him for the treatment they need. he has weighed the here-and-now suffering of the people he treats and concluded that as a rule it has to be prioritized over possible-future-suffering. and it all results both in shaun being complicit in conrads torture, and doing what he did in the last chapter

idk how explicit im gonna get with it in the coming chapters and its not a huge spoiler, but like. this whole event has definitely made him reconsider his approach, cause suddenly its not so black and white as neutral-professionalism-saves-lives. suddenly his lack of intervention allowed the circumstances that resulted in three deaths. and how often has something like that happened throughout his career where he just never found out about it, yknow?

#this is phrased kinda shit lol i hope its coherent. insomnia is at it again #asks

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lunar-lair · 24 days ago

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alright everyone get ready its time for luna to (start to, had to cut this up into a series bc leos post got LONG !!) share her silly little pokemon teams for a lot of the main rise characters!! not all of them, but ! a good few! a few things to preface first of all, though;

first of all, there will be three teams for every character: main, themed, and type-optimized. their main team is pokemon i think they would realistically have, ie no/very few mythicals. (cj is an exception.) their themed team is the pokemon i think fit them best, with one legendary or mythic each. their type-optimized team is one put together to have very few type weaknesses (very hamato of them, imho), based around the main legendary or mythic ive given them. this is not a competitive team, or even really a balanced one, because i know things about pokemon, not competitive pokemon. main and themed lists try to prioritize pokemon that fit them, the type opt teams are a free-for-all.

second of all, i think itd be really fitting if the hamato had a tradition of giving an eevee to their children when theyre young! accordingly, splinter, the boys, april, and cj (maybe casey will inherit splinters moms espeon? hmm. or if leos espeon had a kid...ill think abt it! her having one already just didnt make sense to me, is all.) will all have eeveelutions/eevee.

lastly, ill have some bullet points explaining why that pokemon fits the character, some backstory on the main team (ie the one i think they would realistically have), why i chose them for the team, stuff like that! admittedly, i havent brainstormed quite how the pokemon would fit into rises original story? like, as in the ninja-ing. just how theyd act with their little guys. so thats your guys' job to imagine! :] ill just provide all the silly details, lmao. also just decided as i was making this that every pokemon should get nicknames, in the sense that thats what they would name them. esp the main ones. this post is going to take me forever to make lmao. nicknames will be most prevalent on leos (this!) post, because its one of his love languages 2 Me, but everyone elses pokemon will definitely have some nicknames, too!

last quick thing, before we get started; if you enjoy the format of this post, or if you hate it immeasurably, let me know! i am a writer, not an artist; graphic design is Not my passion lmao. im decent at making lists, but im used to docs, not tumblr! accordingly, this might be a little rough as i get used to the layout these posts require. any tips are appreciated! :]

alright, lets get this show on the road!!! edit: omg. this is getting really really long . i have thoughts about turtles and also pokemon, who wouldve thought. going to pop a little link list on this post and all the others as i work on these!

Leo (you are here!)

Leo

starting with My Baby <3 bc i have a lot of compelling reasons for his list and also i love him very much lmao. very few other reasons (edit: as always yapped abt leo too much and now i have to make separate posts. smh)

Main

Espeon-Sunburst

sunburst-chosen as a main nickname after espeon evolved. inspired by the sun, starbursts, her personality (bright, a lot like leos), and vibes.

his starter baby!! i chose specifically espeon for leo partially because umbreon fit for donnie really well, partially because espeon just fits him (the twins are giving sun and moon ngl! but leos giving sun in the way that the sun is a star, mikey is giving sun in the sense that hes bright, raph is giving sun in the sense that hes the center of the universe, and donnie is giving sun in the sense that hes the unstoppable force and leos the immovable object. yk?), and partially cause i think splinters mom wouldve had an espeon :]

absolutely has a myriad of silly nicknames for her. her bc i said so. also afab leo propaganda. also gender salad leo propaganda. also Feels Right. lots from when he was tiny and she was still an eevee-i think the boys all getting eevee when they turned 8 would be interesting? idk 8 just feels right-like fluffy and cotton, and more that are more recent, like sunburst and ruby. shes ruby raph is ruby red u see

again. that is his itty bitty baby. he would probably tear down the sky for her. they take naps together and she was on high alert for the whole two months leo was on bed rest after the movie. inseparable besties, truly

shes spent a lot of time in her life curled around leo trying to help the poor guy get to sleep, and learned moonlight at some point to play shadow puppets on the wall when he was still 8 and 9.

Lycanroc (midday)-Ivory

ivory-chosen after donnie named his lycanroc obsidian. leo and lycanroc alike wanted them to be matching.

brb i gotta go give leo and donnie contrasting pkmn

donnie has a midnight form lycanroc; i think itd be fun if the twins found two rockruff on their first adventure up to the surface and the quiet, curious one got attached to donnie and the bright, bouncy, cowardly one got attached to leo. ivory isnt as skittish as he once was, but thats partially due to leos help :]

again, lots of nicknames for this little guy! his main one before donnies lycanroc evolved (after leos) was ghost! hes always walked with quiet feet, in stark comparison to donnies, who always moves loudly, even though he "talks" far less. accordingly, donnie affectionately calls his own lycanroc mercury; ie, a non euclidean fluid, and a metal to boot.

ivory likes to battle more than sunburst does, and spends more time trailing after leo, though most of leos pokemon are sort of attached to his hip lmao. sunburst is just less willing to get up from a good nap if leo runs off.

Persian-Shiny

shiny-so picked because its his favorite word, and he loves hoarding shiny things under leos bed.

i think this is the one i have the least things to say about? i mean. its persian. kantonian persian! how is that not leo?

the thought of leo finding a disgruntled meowth and then washing him up and immediately going omg youre adorable and prissy and i totally get it. mine now :3 and said meowth was like omg. bet

cant think of as many nicknames for this guy either...velvet, golden? levvy, like leverage. idk lmao

Lucario-Shield

shield-leo called him this once as a fond joke once, and he loved it so much leo never stopped calling it that. he calls him shield more often than he calls him lucario, honestly

dont look at me and tell me this isnt leo. aura? protection? fighting/steel? helloooo. like. look at it yk. omg one of the pokedex entries says only people with justice in their hearts can earn their trust too <- looked up the pokedex entry to make sure she wasnt missing anything. omg. this also being a pkmn all the other leos also have would rule really hard!! would make a good point of how leo is still a leo, yknow?

scrappy riolu leo found running around alone on the surface when he was 11 or so. said riolu immediately went youre so nice? what the hell? must protect for forever actually

lucario evolved two weeks after leo met him.

leo loves lucario just as much <3

shield spends a lot of time training, guarding leo, getting head pats from leo, checking in on leos brothers, eating snacks, or checking in on leos other pokemon/making sure theyre training, too. he has a very packed schedule of being very loved and also disciplined, and i say that mostly genuinely lmao

leo also calls him azure, verily (mostly jokingly), aurin (heard aura and couldnt shake off the first related name he thought of), and steel + others i cannot think of rn lmao

Meowscarada-Rosebud

rosebud-leo caught meowscarada as a floragato, partially because he was immediately enamored by his yo-yo. it became a party trick when he evolved, and the name just stuck more than any others

dreaming of leo on a solo run looking at the stars when hes 12 and running across a floragato doing tricks with its yo-yo alone in a desolate park, showing it his own magic tricks and the both of them endearing themselves to each other enough that the pokemon agrees to go home with him when leo offers, if only to get cleaned up and eat something, since it looked a little banged up; it ended up staying.

very reserved compared to leos other pokemon, though he does love to play tricks now and then, and has a lot of little magic tricks he does with leo. both of them were ecstatic when leo figured out the portalling thing, lmao

rosebud keeps it a secret, but he was abandoned when he evolved. smth smth becoming something someone doesnt want you to be, etc etc, leo leo. leo knows, and rosebud knows leo knows. a floragato wouldnt be all alone for no reason, after all, theyre a starter. they both keep it a secret, though, and rosebud keeps the insecurities leo shared to make him feel better a secret in turn. theyre alone, but theyre alone together.

also called sage, rosemary, rose, verdant, viridian, and ven! leo decided at some point that v names fit rosebud, and he agreed

Altaria-Cloud

cloud-very obvious name, but its the first leo thought of, and its accordingly her favorite!

im thinkinggg. a little swablu that got lost that leo found nearby the lair when he was like, 9? smth smth, wandering, curiosity, lost on the path. leo, u get it. cloud practically attached herself to leos hip, terrified as she was being alone, but over time, shes grown comfortable around leos other pokemon. shes usually stuck to someone, though, and spends a lot of time perched on leos head :]

if i was going to pick a mega for leo, itd be this one! dragon flying to dragon fairy? um?!??!? yes???

cant totally explain why this one Fits him though? maybe just the blue, and how sweet it looks despite being a dragon type? you could argue altaria fits mikey better, too, but i just...idk. mikeys too...WAUGH! leos more like clouds and skies, floating by and humming idly, mikeys more...fireworks, you know?

also very often called cerulean and sky :]

Themed

(nicknames for this list will be much looser, and there wont be a story attached to them, either! these pokemon just fit leo incredibly well, to me, and any nicknames are theoretical ones i think hed give them if he actually had them!)

Lugia-Love

LISTEN . TRUST ME ON THIS-

what the hell is more leo than a pokemon that brings about storms? that looks like a water type but is a psychic flying type? that is the parallel to ho-oh which is so cj it hurts??!?!!

also! the birds! bro is wrangling three brothers (leo common sense king) lugia Gets It!!!!

nickname is love bc i like to imagine leo jokingly calling her that and lugia immediately nuzzling his face lmao

leos resident legendary; will also be on the type-opt team, and is based around it!

lugia in specific was chosen due to its typing (flying/psychic), everyone thinking its a water type, its guardian status, the fact that its in johto but the anime muddied the waters w the orange islands/sevvi islands are in johto which is a game that also has kanto in it, the colors, the vibes, etc look at it. its even got an l name. girl. thats leo ok Trust

Zoroark-Ghost

literally what could be more leo than a zoroark. NOTHING. NOTHINGGGG

specifically unovan zoroark!! donnie is getting hisuian zoroark

psychic ie espeon/lugia being non effective against it is also so fitting? as is all of its pokedex entries. it protects its territory by making illusions, protects itself the same way, and is simply focused on protection first and foremost. dude plays defense in battles despite having katana. like. helloooo

Murkrow-Crown

SPECIFICALLY. murkrow. it will never evolve ever ever ever

smth smth leo clinging to the kid he was but also murkrow fits leo and honchkrow does not and leo allowing his murkrow to stay the way it is despite changing himself indelibly. gnawing on the bars of my cage

also can you tell i think dark types fit leo yet

Gallade-Knight

GNAWING AT THE BARS OF MY CAGE . LEO; GALLADE. RAPH; GARDEVOIR. CJ; IRON VALIANT

JUST. JSUT LOOK AT IT. LOOK AT ITTTTT

the stone evo. changing indelibly. the swords. protection. the male only + afab /or gender salad leo. GAH !

leo and pkmn that can read their opponents moves/fighting, psychic, or dark types go together like pb and butter <- does not like jelly

Aegislash-Silver

again. just. Leo.

a sword that becomes a shield and vice versa. wtf. again, stone evo. changed indelibly. i put charizard x on leos consideration list for a REASON!!!! also ourple...donnie !!

also the thing abt kings holding it and being recognized as such. the leader wears red. ourgh.

Froslass-Icicle

not entirely sure how to explain this one ill tbth

partially due to glalie fitting raph so much honestly? but also. just. revenge, and katana, and trickery, and femininity, and the sass and the ice and the vibes! Augh! incredibly leo what else can i say

Type-optimized

(this team will not have nicknames, of which typings will take the place of, and some will be sparsely explained! instead, ill be focusing a little more on their role in battle, though admittedly my actual battling prowess is limited to what the games' stories require of you, so. not that much lmao. theres more coverage than im going to mention here because omg this post is already incredibly long, but just know that when i plotted out these teams in a notebook, all of them had max one or two types they couldnt cover somehow! every type and pokemon was picked purposefully to counter the type weaknesses of the pokemon before them, until it came full circle with the last :])

Lugia-Psychic/Flying

already explained why this one is Leo

if it doesnt have a psychic type is it really a leo team? no. the answer is NO

lugia has water coverage, and aeroblast has a high crit chance; both very Leo! it also learns rain dance, which could be useful for utility, though i admittedly know very little about that

pressure is a baller ability and im going to avoid hiddens if i can so well go w that one :]

Lucario-Fighting/Steel

again have already explained the crap outta this one lmao

this covers lugias electric weakness in part with bone rush/ground moves, and more importantly, covers its dark type weakness. furthermore, its just an excellent pokemon! you can never go wrong w a lucario lmao that little guy will just aura sphere your whole team to death

think if i had to pick an ability itd be steadfast

Meowscarada-Grass/Dark

meowscarada is even MORE leo when you factor in flower trick omg

it having overgrow natively is also weirdly leo. so is protean but again, avoiding hiddens

has some water coverage, and counters lucarios ground weakness/lugias ghost weakness

Lycanroc-Rock

again. very leo, already mentioned it, but accelrock is also sooo him. omg.

i think itd be really interesting/fitting if leos rockruff actually had own tempo and it still evolved into a midday form lycanroc. technically form doesnt matter for this list, but in my head, he Always has a midday lycanroc lmao

keen eye is lowkey leos ability already were keeping that one lmao

covers meowscaradas flying, and more importantly bug, weakness

Excadrill-Ground/Steel

leo in ways i cannot even BEGIN to explain. its mostly about the Vibes but also like. ground steel, the sass, gen 5 which is just incredibly leo. idk. very Him. also type opt teams were much more loosey goosey on vibes lmao i was just fighting for my life to neutralize weaknesses

has swords dance, which is !! but also covers the glaring electricity weakness that lucario only partially covers

thinking sand rush for the ability. i could see leo doing some weather shenanigans ie sandstorm on excadrilll, rain dance on lugia, sunny day on meowscarada, that kind of thing

Primarina-Water/Fairy

admittedly partially picked this one bc its one of my favorite starters but tbf !!!! it is also soooo very leo. 2 me.

again torrent is very fitting. leo having two starters is also weirdly fitting lmao same for the two steel types

helps cover our fire weakness and fighting weakness; iirc was more of a filler pick, chosen bc primarina :] and i couldnt fit it anywhere else + sparkling aria !!! yoooo

HOO. ok . holy shit were done. that took me. checks watch. like at least an hour and a half to write. my goodness. hopefully that was fun and not arduous, if you stuck around. i will return soon enough with donnies entry into this...apparently series ive made! my only regret with leos lists is that i could Not fit volcarona in, omg. accordingly, if youre curious at all about my other picks for leo that didnt entirely make the cut (yes every character has a considerations list in my pokemon teams doc lmao) let me know! might also post this to ao3 if im told the format is good enough actually hmm...figure out how to ctrl c the whole post. thank fuck. there is so much shit here i do not want to lose to the tumblr ether. but ANYWAYS thats enough for my insanity today lmao. go, be free, think abt how much gallade fits leo

#lunas lies #rottmnt #pokemon #rise of the tmnt #rise leo #every tag . this took me two huors #rottmnt leo

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