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rav1377 · 12 days ago

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Cowboy!John Price x fem!reader Ranch AU

tw:SMUT! FINALLY WERE HERE. more story stuff, outdoor sex, piv, READERS FIRST TIME, unprotected sex, creampie, allusion to piss kink, sweet stuff, pa is getting sicker :(, slight panic attack, INTRO OF SIMON, etc etc, Simon is slightly younger than John and is a young trucker which isn’t realistic but I DONT CARE ITS MY FIC., etc etc

the days blurred together. a month had passed since John had gotten here, and your burden was significantly lighter. the sun seemed to set quicker and the wind blow faster when he was near you. your pa had picked up on what happened between y’all pretty soon, huffing out “you hurt her and i’ll shoot you through that fat skull of yours.” before clapping him on the shoulder. calfing season was right around the corner though, and you were panicking. John reclined in bed, stretched out as you paced the floor of your room. “we could always hire out another hand.” John offers.

y’all simply needed more hands this year, especially with your pa out of the mix. still you thought you and John could get it done alone. you shake your head and peel off your sweaty shirt, throwing it into the laundry basket. “John even if we tried to hire more help, even if we needed them, which we don’t, we couldn’t pay them! not adequately anyhow.” you say, panic creeping in. chest heaving in quick breaths, you collapse in the chair by your desk and place your head in your hands. that feeling that you’re not good enough is creeping back in. tears well in your eyes as you start to gasp for air. John’s quick to sit up at that, coming to your side. he holds your shoulders before making you look at him. “one.” he says, stroking your hands with his fingers. your red eyes gaze helplessly at him, but you try to take a deep breath, it comes out weak and shaky. “two.” you say back to him. “three.” he whispers, pressing a kiss to your left hand, right over your ring finger. “i know someone who’d help. he’d work for cheap. or like me, for a place to stay.” he says, but the scared look remains in your eyes. “i don’t know. maybe we could do it ourselves.” you say, trying to get out of needing to rely on others. John shakes his head. “you and i both know that we can’t.” he says. your head lowers and you nod slightly. “who?” you whisper. “old friend from when i left the trucking business. he’d been 17, trained under me. he’s a good worker though, doesn’t know when to quit.” John says. “his name’s Simon Riley.”

Simon was having a no good, terrible, awful bad day. the company he was (still) trucking for double scheduled him, leading to a large conflict. one of the customers canceled as he was mid drive, the other just plain rude and stupid. the company had really just gone to shit once John left. he was finally back at the home company base though, hopefully getting a break for a week. Simon felt a lot older than his ripe 19 years of age. wet behind the ears, baby face and fat still present everywhere. his skull balaclava hid the scars from his childhood, and combine that with his tall form, you’d never doubt that he was a grown man, not some hormonal teenager. so Simon walked into the locker room, yanked out his bag, and stormed out to his truck, roughly throwing his bag in the seat next to him before tearing out of the parking lot. his small apartment was cold and empty, no one waiting for him. he sighed and yanked off his mask before pulling out a beer. sure the drinking age had been changed when he was born, but in backwater towns up north he could pretty much intimidate his way through the check without a id, especially with his appearance. the phone rings from the counter and he picks it up, staying silent. “Simon?” a calm voice rings out on the other end. “John?” he asks back, placing down his drink. “hey Simon, how are ya?” John’s drawl drips through the receiver and Simon feels comforted by the tone. John always had a way of calming the people around him. “alright. and you?” he responds, staring blankly into the counter. “ah, been better. well the reason i was calling is to see if you were still interested in some other work?” John asks, tone becoming hopeful. Simon hums in affirmation. “i am. you hiring?” he replies. John’s turn to hum. “couldn’t pay a whole lot but you’ll get a warm place to sleep and three meals a day.” he explains. Simon’s eyes flit around the room, as if looking for some reason to stay. he can’t find any. “where you need me?” he asks. “Texas.” John says.

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a beaten black truck rumbles down the dirt road to the main house and you call for John who’s trying to fix the upstair pipes. your pa’s in town at the diner, eating his weekly meal with his buddies. John comes down the stairs just as a heavy knock lands on the front door. answering, you think you’ve seen the largest man you’ve ever met. he’s gotta be almost 6’4, large frame taking up the door. you smile and welcome him in though, watching as John pulls him into a hug, gripping his shoulder. “this your missus?” Simon asks, turning to you. you blush and look down. “no. this is your employer.”John corrects, smiling. Simon’s over you in an instant, offering his hand and letting you introduce yourself. it’s not long before the three of you are talking in the living room about the new arrangement. “well i’m sure John’s told you, but we can’t pay much.” Simon nods. “I don’t need a lot of money. I get a place to stay though?” he asks. “yes. I’ve got a bedroom set up for you upstairs.” you reply, smoothing your pink dress over your knees. “then im your man.” Simon says. you nod. “ever done ranch work before?” Simon shakes his head. “none. but I learn quick.” he says. John nods at that. “he’ll be a hard worker once we teach him.” John says, looking at you. sighing, you rise from the seat and hold your hand out to him. “it’s a deal.” and just like that, in a single handshake, Simon Riley seals his fate.

your pa’s over the moon you’re hiring more hands for work and you don’t have to pay them, just keep them fed. he was a little miffed you didn’t include him though, but he approves of Simon, even if he isn’t from around here. “long as you learn our ways, kid.” he says, walking to the living room to switch on the TV. Simon’s face is red under his mask, a little embarrassed at the ordeal. John cleans the dishes tonight and you bring Simon up to his (John’s) room. the bed had been freshly made and everything bare for him, what few possessions Simon had in a backpack. “well, I’ll let you get settled. make yourself at home, Simon. welcome to Clearwater Ranch.” you say, smiling up at him. he nods and his mind is blank. he left his work, quit his job, and came to Texas to work on a ranch for nothing. well not for nothing. three hot meals a day and a soft bed to come home to was not nothing. as Simon shut the door and pulled off his mask, staring himself in the mirror, he’d finally got the feeling that maybe someone here would give him purpose.

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Simon’s fitting in well, doing great with the cows. he took to Charles well, riding the horse like he was made to. Charles wasn’t very temperamental either, allowing himself to be guided when Simon could and guiding Simon when he couldn’t. the new man was to work in the Dawn pasture for the day, checking the cows and pasture for anything out of the ordinary before checking the bulls by the lake. so you and John were taking the day off, going on a little date. it was lunchtime, sun high in the sky. John pulled an old beat up quilt everyone used as a picnic blanket as you put together sandwiches and strawberries in a wicker basket you normally saved for fruit picking. the two of you walked hand in hand out the house, walking to a isolated field that had a large oak tree hanging over it, draping it in a cool breeze. you laughed as John laid out the blanket, struggling to keep it flat in the wind. the man huffed and sat down, pulling you with him. he chuckles and pulls off his hat, placing it in the grass with yours with it. wiggling your toes out of your boots, you quickly discard them with your hat and John follows suit. the lunch is calm, cicadas calling in the distance, wind blowing gently across the fields. your fingers drip with strawberry juice and John is quick to lick away the juice that dribbles down your chin. when you finish, he lays on his back, pulling you into his side.

leaning up, you start to kiss his jaw, hand raking up to his hair while the other dances down to his belt. his lips part and he pulls away. “woah now. we don’t have to do that.” he whispers and you smile. “I want to.” you say, kissing his cheek reassuringly. his hands push up your dress and tease your panties down your legs and off your legs, thrown to the side. John flips you so you’re on your back, knees pressed together as he kisses you.your hands find his neck and you hold him. gasping when his knee pushes in between your thighs, he pulls away, checking your face. “you okay?” he asks and you nod. you can feel your face flush as you look anywhere but his face. “‘m a virgin.” you murmur. his lips part and he’s frozen. “you sure? you don’t have to do this. we don’t have to do this here.” he repeats and you shake your head. “I want to!” you exclaim. “just…be gentle…” you say, kissing his cheek. “darling we don’t have to do this here. we could go back to the house where it’s comfortable.” he offers, pulling away but you yank him down by his button up. “I am comfortable out here. no one will see or hear us.” you say, fingers inching downward.

truth be told, you’re scared outta your mind. never done this before, and you’re doing it in a field. but what has you scared is the actual act. you’ve heard it’s painful but supposed to feel good? unsure and hesitant, your fingers shake as they undo each button on John’s shirt. he noticed though, and pulls your hands away to finish it himself. he’s kissing your chest, undoing the ties for your dress on the shoulders, helping you get it off so you’re bare. his eyes flit down and he lays down so his face is even with your cunt. blushing, you play with his hair in your right hand. “i’m sorry i didn’t shave or anything…didn’t know this was going to happen…” you groan, trying to close your legs but his large biceps hold your thighs down. “even better like this, sweet thing, absolutely perfect.” and he grins before diving in, nose pressing upward on your clit. you moan and gasp, unused to the feeling. sure you’d touched yourself before, but it’d never been anything too crazy, and you’d only fit one finger in before it started to hurt a little too much. his tongue teased around your hole while a hand came to rub your thigh soothingly, the other to rub circles on your clit. finally, his warm muscle pushed into you, causing you to gasp. it was all so foreign and new, you weren’t sure how to act. it feel so different when someone else did it. you did like how his tongue rubbed against your walls just right though, and you tried to strangle the noises that were in your throat. suddenly he pulled away and you mewled. “don’t stop those little noises. wanna hear ‘em.” he whispers, pulling away to kiss your lips. he tastes like you, bitter with a sweet undertone. like something you’d savor, keeping it on your tongue. he moves back down your body, right where you’re waiting for him. it felt so different, like anything you’ve ever felt. once he got you properly slicked up, he pulled his tongue out and moved the hand on your clit to tease your entrance. “okay if i use my fingers?” he asks softly, haunched on his knees. you nod slowly. “be so gentle with you sweet girl.” he says, spreading saliva and slick around you before pressing his middle finger in. it doesn’t exactly hurt, his finger slips in easily, aided by all the wetness. just odd to feel something pressed against all of you like that. your mouth opens and your hips lift up voluntarily, John’s finger slipping in more. he merely smiles and lays a hand on your hip to help support you. when he’s finally pushed into all the way you let out a breathy sigh, and he moves his finger up, hitting a spongy spot in you. you moan and immediately your hand slaps over your mouth. John chuckles and leans to kiss your cheek. “it’s okay.” he assures you. “‘m gonna start moving now, tell me if you don’t like it.” he says, and his motions continue, pressing against that spot each time, causing you to squirm in his grasp. his thumb is flush with your clit and his rubs slow circles, relaxing you into the blanket.

he continues like that for minutes, the sound of your strangled groans the only noise in the air. “John.” you say. his eyes don’t move from where his finger rubs inside you. “John.” you whine, tone higher. something feels off. this weird pit in your stomach, building up. when you’d done this before, you’d only really gotten off by rubbing your clit, but John’s finger, inside you, felt completely different. like you had too many drinks and needed to piss. a full feeling that completely got your worked up, but you were scared of it. it didn’t feel right. he finally looks up and stops his movements completely, and your neck is slick with sweat as you pant. “you okay?” he asks. sounds like he’ll be asking that all night. you nod shakily. “felt weird.” you whisper, hand covering your face. John furrows his eyebrows. “weird how?” he asks, resting his bare chest against yours. “I-i don’t know. felt like i needed to pee or something I don’t know! i know it’s not supposed to be like that, I’ve done it before! I’m so sorry something’s wrong with me I can’t-mph!” a heavy hand silences your words, and your eyes widen. “have-. have you ever actually cummed from just your fingers? inside you i mean?” John asks, face searching yours. he doesn’t mean to embarrass you or make you feel bad for anything, just wanting to make sure you’re comfortable. you shake your head and tears fill your eyes. “no. im sorry.” you murmur, trying to rise from under his grasp. “I’ll just go back to the house. know it’s weird being with a virgin.” you say, moving to get up and grab your dress. John yanks you down though and pins you on your back. “when did i say I didn’t want to be with you?” he says, kissing your lips softly. “I just wanted to know. ‘m about ninety percent sure you just need to come, that’s what you’re feelin’. and hey, if you do piss I won’t complain either.” you blush rapidly and his large hand traces down your torso to your stomach, resting over where your uterus would be. “ye feel it here?” he asks, tapping the skin. face flushed, you nod and squeeze your eyes shut. “alright well. we can go again if you want. if you don’t like it, tell me to stop.” he whispers, right hand drifting down again. “two okay this time?” he asks, petting your soft hair with his left. he’s keeping his face close to you now, making sure you’re comfortable.

you slowly nod and relax when he presses kisses to your neck, feeling his middle and ring finger intrude. you mewl at the stretch, and it hurts. “i know, I know. it’ll hurt but you just needa get used to it.” he says and you nod, walls clenching on his fingers. he finally pushes in and squirming, you try to get comfortable. his fingers finally start moving again, brushing that spongy spot in you, causing a groan to leave your lips. his thumb comes to brush your clit slowly, in tune with his fingers. you’re panting, hot breaths living your mouth with each push of his fingers. that coil in you builds up again and your eyebrows furrow. you moan out his name and he comes to your lips, humming. he doesn’t stop this time, and your right hand grapples for his arm. his left hand quickly comes down to hold your own and you sigh against his lips. that’s when his movements pick up and you gasp, bucking your hips. “John!” you yelp, feeling like everything’s gonna come crashing down. “think your close?” he growls, fingers harsher now and you nod rapidly, crying out. “cmon you can do it doll. it’ll be okay, just let go, I’ve got you.” he says and his thumb rubs fast circles over your clit, and you gasp, feeling that coil break. you moan loudly and feel yourself clench on his fingers, causing him to groan at the feeling. he’s kissing your neck and cheek, praising how good you did as he pulls out. you’re a mess, panting and sweaty, while he looks like composure itself. “okay?” he whispers and you nod. “okay.” you reply, clenching your fingers around his. your left hand traces his shoulder, the brown hair that grows thick on his chest. “John.” you whisper, looking him in the eyes. “please. need you.” your voice is low and he sits up to straddle your thighs, knee on either side.

“i’m yours.” he says, and you take the hint. your deft fingers make quick work of his belt buckle before unzipping his jeans. they falter as they dip under the waistband of his boxers, but his hands grip yours, reassuring you. “i got it sweet girl.” he murmurs, pulling himself out. he already looks painfully hard, red mushroom tip leaking with a substance already. your face flushes even more than you thought it could and your fingers twitch, dancing to where his hand grips his base. his own face grows red as his eyes become lidded, watching as you grip him in your hand. he sighs when you squeeze his base tightly, eyes fluttering. “should I uhm. should I suck you?” you ask, and his eyes shoot open. this was supposed to be about you, not him. “no.” he instead opts to hold his hand to your mouth. “spit.” he says and you’re confused as you produce a fat glob on his palm. then, his hand rubs and spreads the drool all over his length, and your lips part in surprise. it’s suddenly a lot hotter out here. “gonna make you feel good, promise. it will hurt though. can’t deny that.” he says, shifting so his hips lay on yours, and one elbow rests beside your head as the other grips his member, pressing the tip against your entrance. your body unconsciously tenses and John kisses your forehead, trying to relax you. “we’ll go slow, i promise.” he whispers, and you feel his tip slip in. “d-don’t let me move, John. just give me all of it.” you gasp, tears pricking at your eyes as his first inch seeps in. he nods and you cry out as he presses deeper. you try to escape but John obeys you, using his weight to immobilize you.

all John hears is your sweet little noises that you’re making. they’re slightly distressed, but nothing too bad yet. he didn’t want this to hurt for you, but it was undeniable, so he kept it slow. he was simply glad that your slick and drool made you so wet for him. you were already taking him so well, he just wanted to keep you under him like this forever. he’d gotten halfway and you were being a champ. you on the other hand, felt like you were running a marathon. he was thick, thicker than you realized and the sides of your walls stretched to accommodate him. he must be almost in you think. it felt like too much. John murmurs sweet nothings in your ear, about how well you’re doing, how you’re taking him perfect, how you feel so good, how he wants to stay inside you forever. it all goes to your cunt, blood draining from your head. he finally bottoms out and you swear you can’t see straight. his chest heaves against yours and his right hand holds your left next to your head, his other propping him up as he stills. something a little too warm trickles down the bottom of your thigh, but you don’t question it. John merely pulls back his chest, still clutching your hand as he sees blood seep out of the remaining space of your hole. he silently curses himself, he didn’t want to make you bleed. he knew it’d hurt but now he feels like he messed up, did something wrong and hurt you. you watch his eyes as they look over you, watch as they shift from calm to scared to angry. “what’s wrong?” you say, bringing your other hand to grip his bicep. his nervous eyes flit to yours. “‘m sorry.” he says. “I hurt you.” his voice admits and your eyebrows furrow. “John ‘m okay. just feels different.” you say, trying to get him to look at you head on. yeah it definitely hurt and you felt like your insides just got rearranged to make space for his fat cock, but it felt natural once he stilled. felt right. he shakes his head and you sit up on your elbows, taking your hand from his. you still can’t quite see why he’s so nervous but he picks up your hips and rests them on his thighs, causing him to slip in oh so deeper, and you gasp. he freezes, shoulders tense. “John.” you whine. finally, one of his hands dips down to where you connect, collecting the mixture of slick and blood. he shows it to you, and you relax. “I hurt you. you’re bleeding.” he says, eyes ashamed. you laugh a breathy sigh. “John you didn’t hurt me. that’s normal. I think.” you frown. “you’re bleeding.” he growls out again. your mom passed away too soon to have the talk with you and it was too awkward with your father, so the neighbors wife told you about this once you hit high school. she made sure you were informed and knew about this. you think you remember her saying something about bleeding during your first time. clearly no one told John. “John that’s normal. it’s my hymen. it probably stretched and tore.” you say, rubbing circles on his forearm. “it’s normal to bleed?” he asks. “you’re the one who’s done this before! I thought you knew!” you exclaim. “I-well I-i knew it’d hurt but I didn’t think you’d bleed! they didn’t go over this in school.” he groans, head leaning down to touch your chest. his voice is light again though, and he smiles softly. “sorry.” he murmurs.

you chuckle and lay back down. you’ve gotten used to him in you now, and you clench your muscle around him, causing him to gasp. you wince as his hips buck up. clearly this is still going to hurt a little. his hands find your hips that sit on him. “you’re so tight, love.” he whispers. “can you move?” you ask softly. he nods and moves up to your mouth, kissing as he rocks his hips into you, not quite thrusting yet. his tip presses on your g-spot and you moan out something strangled. it feels like his fingers, just bigger. “John” you whimper, hands on his shoulders. “gonna make you feel good sweet girl. please let me.” he begs, hands gripping you tighter. you nod and moan out his name as he picks the pace up, starting to pull out more and more. it rubs your walls, mix of absolute pain and absolute pleasure. his hand comes in between you to rub your clit again, determined to make you come tonight. you let him set the pace, hands gripping his shoulders tightly as your jaw opens on a rough push of his hips. you feel full. it’s so satisfying though, you’re so connected to him. his slightly curly hair moves as his mouth comes to your neck, kissing the soft skin as he rolls his hips into you. you’re close and you tug on his hair. “John.” you say, panic creeping in again. “shh sweet girl, I got you when you’re ready.” he says, face coming to look at yours. the coil is tightening and you whine. it feels even different than his fingers and you’re afraid you really might piss on him now. still, you trust him. “are you-ngh! John! are you close?” you ask. he watches your pretty lips move as your eyes flutter shut and open. your bodies practically move as one now, shifting with each push of his hips. he nods rapidly, moving to hold your hand. “uh-huh” he groans. “gonna fill you up so good. make you feel nice and full. gonna be dripping with me for days.” he growls, hips picking up more. it makes you gasp, and your mind starts to go blank at his words.

“johnjohnjohnjohn” you’re chanting his name, and his fingers rub your clit faster, causing you to squeal. “come on come on doll. please come on me sweet girl.” John begs, hips stuttering and frantic. “ah! fuh-fuh fuck John! nghh-m coming!” you keen, body arching as you snap, clamping onto John. he lets out a loud groan as he presses against you fully, filling you up with his come. you gasp again as he rolls his hips through your aftershocks. you feel his release inside you, that full feeling returning. he’s panting, full weight on you. he sits in you for a while, the occasional roll of his hips pushing his come outside you. you sigh and run your fingers through his hair. “thank you John. couldn’t have asked for anything better.” you whisper. his lips press to your ear. “should be thanking you.” he says. his tone turns regretful. “‘m so sorry.” John’s silent. “for what? you didn’t do anything.” you say, confused. “don’t you dare say you’re sorry again for hurting me.” he shakes his head and lets out a soft sigh. “you should’ve been my first. ‘m sorry. you gave me all of you, and i belong to you. I always have. you should’ve been my first.” he says. you frown. he shouldn’t be beating himself up over this. “John…it’s okay. you’re here, with me, and that’s all I care about.” you say, gripping him close before kissing his cheek. “my heart will belong to you. always.” he whispers. “as does mine.” you reply.

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dinners full of laughter as Simon recounts his first day alone without anyone helping him. John and you tease him about the little stuff and Simon smirks and rolls his eyes. his mask is pulled up over his mask so he can shovel in bites of food. that slightly unnerved your pa to not see a man’s face, but he didn’t mind too much. some things were hidden for a reason. he does order Simon to dish duty though, and walks out to your ma’s grave up on the north field. “after the dishes you’ll do the night chores alone.” John says. Simon nods. “yes sir.” he replies, continuing to wash your china plates with a gentle hand. John picks you up bridal style and carries you up the stairs, causing you to laugh. you’d been just a bit sore after your escapade and he helps you change into your nightgown. John changes into his own loose flannel boxer shorts, hairy chest and stomach on display before walking to the bathroom to get a cool rag.

he’d read online that cool compresses help with the pain after sex, and he wanted to make sure you were okay. as you curled up in bed with him, you talked about the day. asked about Simon and his story a little more. “that’s his to tell love. he’ll come to trust you. think you’ve already got him wrapped around your finger though.” you chuckle rub your fingers over the longer stubble John’s growing. “‘m serious. you ask him to jump and he’d say how high.” you slap his shoulder playfully. “leave him alone!” you exclaim, smiling. “oh what you like him now? the big scary man who drove eighteen wheelers.” you scoff. “he’s not scary! he’s a good kid.” you say. “kid? okay I know he’s nineteen but he��s grown. and we’re not much older.” he counters. sighing you agree with him there. you and John are only 23 and 26 respectively. “whatever. bet he wouldn’t tease me about it.” John scoffs and kisses your cheek, pulling you close to him. “maybe you should go sleep with him tonight then.” he teases. you roll your eyes and close them, drifting off to sleep quickly after you close them. John watches your sleeping form, eyes tracing over your soft arms and hips. they look to your hands, still soft due to your tender love and care for them. he smiles and picks up your left one, cradling it in his own. he’s eyes inspect the delicate curve of them, the bare ring finger. it’s got his mind turning. he should marry you.

Notes:EEEEK!!! GOOD FIC YALL HOPE YOU LIKED IT!!!! FIRST TIME WRITING A VIRGIN READER HOPE I DID WELL!!!!

Two questions (they’ll also be in polls- comment below as well 🙏

do we like the idea of John marrying reader?!

AND should Simon get a bigger role in the fic? I’ll be adding the boys slowly but yeah. should he be like important/get a real backstory?😭maybe open up to reader n stuff. possibly include him with reader and John encounter?

#John Price x reader #John Price x you #Clear Skies Ahead #cod men x reader #cod men x you #cod x reader #cod x you #141 x reader #141 x you

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yanderes-galore · 10 months ago

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If you're comfortable, could I request a romantic concept for Endeavor (MHA)?

I have mixed feelings about him because I know he's going to horrid to Darling... but at the same time he'd probably try to redeem himself later- This doesn't have much of a plot but it takes place after Rei. The original draft I was doing took place where you replace Rei but I scrapped it for now. Take this as an AU that doesn't really connect to canon.

Yandere! Enji Todoroki (Endeavor) Concept

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling (A section mentions female anatomy, however. This section is in pink), Obsession, Age gap, Possessive behavior, Manipulation, Abuse of power, Lucid yandere, Stalking, Marriage, Mentions of wanting/having children/baby trapping, Isolation, Dubious (forced) relationship.

In an alternate timeline where Enji decides to start anew from his old family, I can see him hesitate for once when he finds a new obsession.

After all, it's clear he's been horrible with relationships in the past.

He's only ruined his kids lives, same thing for his wife.

He probably doesn't even think he'll love again.

Then you come into his life, just about as annoying as Hawks, yet make him feel funny.

It's a familiar warmth... and he dreads it.

You're a new pro hero which means he's going to be dealing with you a lot.

This leaves him conflicted as now he'll have a harder time to suppress the burning warmth in him when he looks at you.

You're younger than him, at least half his age if not a bit older, he knows it would be unprofessional to do anything.

The good news, after his original family and the retirement of All-Might, he's much better than he was.

Unfortunately, if you ever got too close, old habits may make themselves known.

There's times you're so bratty... yet he knows it's just because you're young.

You're overconfident, yet you have a decently strong quirk.

Enji wants to be better, part of him even wants another chance at love, but doing it here would be poor choice.

You look up to him, something he both enjoys yet pities.

Which is why he'd probably stay quiet about his newest obsession for a long time.

He doesn't want to ruin your life.

You have promise, you don't need him to ruin everything.

At the same time... He worries he won't be able to hold back the longer you're around him.

To talk about Enji in general, he's a possessive yandere.

Even when he leaves his old family behind to make them happy, he'd still be bad with you.

Enji no doubt eventually would want to marry his obsession just to be able to show everyone you're his.

He knows marriage didn't go well for him before... but when he looks at you, he can't help but want others to know you're his.

That he's picked you.

To add onto that, if you have a womb... Enji would no doubt try to put a child in it.

I personally believe this man has a thing for strong successors.

Based on past behavior, that is.

So, if you were capable of having kids, Enji would eventually want that.

At first he'd be against it, knowing how his last four kids went, but the thought of giving you his kid...

It just makes him think it's another way to show you're his.

Even after losing his original family he's still possessive.

Old habits die hard, too bad you are on the receiving end.

Enji no doubt tries to be better.

He doesn't want a repeat of Rei.

He doesn't want to hurt this second chance, maybe he's just lonely but...

He wants to make you happy if you're involved with him, it's not like All-Might is in the picture anymore.

Enji may not even suggest a Quirk marriage in this case, perhaps this one he'll take his time with.

But your quirk is an added bonus as a fellow pro hero.

Enji tries his best to stay away and help you from afar.

He shouldn't have you, he doesn't deserve you, he can't ruin another...

Yet you grow close to him and he's trying to put a wildfire out.

I feel most pro heros would take a subtle manipulative approach towards their obsessions.

Things like coaxing their obsession into being involved with them.

Enji would try to stay away from it more due to past experiences.

But you just know he'll snap and start being closer with you.

It's no doubt an abuse of power due to his seniority.

Which is what makes it so manipulative.

You're both skilled heroes and you may even find dating the Endeavor flattering.

At first you think there's nothing wrong.

Completely unaware that being around Enji can get you burned.

Enji doesn't want to keep things hidden when he manages to date you.

He wants other heroes to know he's dating you.

That way no one else can sabotage him.

He wants people to know you for dating him.

When dating you he tries his best to be more amicable.

He doesn't try to hurt you, he's learned.

He's possessive and easily irritated when people bring you up... but never blames you.

He probably buys you what you want, even if you have the money as a hero.

He remembers certain aspects about you, even does it before you're dating.

Enji tries to hold himself back from marriage, but he may use it as another way to show you're his.

It's like a flex to him to say you're engaged. (even if you're not... but that's okay, he can change that.)

Plus, when he eventually gets you to marry him, it feels euphoric to slip on that ring.

He's admittedly nervous to ruin his second chance... which means he does his best to tend to you, even when he has work.

He wants to make things better.

If he notices you're falling out of love with him, or if you notice his more toxic behavior... he distracts you.

Others pity the relationship you two have, even if you are well cared for.

Most of his old family pity you, while Dabi finds it laughable Enji found someone else to torment.

Enji doesn't seem to care about the backlash.

As long as you love him, as long as he has that chance, as long as you're his...

Everyone else can burn.

Speaking of burns, early Enji may have used burns to mark his darling.

This time he refrains from that... but the thought is tempting.

Although... anything to show his mark on you couldn't be that bad, right?

He may not kidnap, but he'd definitely manipulate you into staying with him.

By the time the rose tinted glasses are off, you're in too deep.

If you can have children, you may even already be with child before you realize this... might've been a trap.

Enji likes to show ownership over his obsession.

While he may be caring with you, he's still controlling.

You're no longer your own person, perhaps even forced to give up being a hero.

You're his partner, you'll be known as his partner...

Enji doesn't plan on letting you leave, he'll use whatever means he deems necessary to keep you with him.

He'll lock you away, he'll bribe you, he'll baby trap you... anything.

Enji isn't going to mess this up again...

You're going to be his...

No matter what it takes.

#yandere my hero academia #yandere boku no hero academia #yandere mha #yandere bnha #yandere endeavor #yandere enji todoroki

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mymoshangthoughts · 3 months ago

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i now know that mobinghua has an actual ship name i need to find and tag my posts about it LOL but thats effort so imma just make a new post about it

modern au where mobing are mutually pining roommates and airplane moves in next door. and what does a mutually pining couple need more than a cute new neighbor that they're both crushing on?

qinghua crushes on mobei early on, BECAUSE OF THAT RACK CMON YA'LL, and binghe clocks it because that boy is made of vinegar. so even tho he's crushing on qinghua, he also sort of wants to throw qinghua out of a window so that the little gremlin stays the fuck away from HIS mobei. which results in delightfully sexually charged competitive hate-flirting between bingplane

binghe can't help but enjoy how vicious and funny qinghua is, not to mention shameless. he's just someone binghe can be really comfortable around despite knowing for such a short amount of time. BUT ALSO qinghua keeps trying to flirt with mobei and binghe has killed for less. qinghua meanwhile clocks that binghe is his competition for mobei, knows that he doesnt stand a chance against this drop dead gorgeous man, but decides to shoot his shot anyway. partially because he is just that shameless, partially because it might actually help mobing to finally confess, partially because this is all FANTASTIC fodder for his novel, and partially because binghe's flustered face is really fucking addicting.

mobei is blind to both binghe and qinghua's attention, he's been trying to get binghe's attention for YEARS via his own extremely awkward and incomprehensible methods of flirting. He's also tsundere as fuck and binghe is CRAZY popular with both the lads and ladies, so he's just sort of given up that this might be the best he's ever going to get. but he is full of longing. and then qinghua moves in next door and he's a lot like binghe, but also cute and unique in new ways, and mobei is conflicted bc qinghua is definitely tugging at his heart but he still loves binghe and he hasnt worked out the magic of poly yet so he's just "but how can i be in love with both?"

mobing are childhood friends and they didnt get along initially, but then they forged a friendship based on protecting one another at their weakest. they've always kinda had a "boss and lackey" relationship, which was really funny when they were younger, mobei was like 10 and binghe was like 6 and there was this tiny 6 year old bossing around a 10 year old and mobei just let him and it was Very Cute and i should prolly make a separate post later about my cute childhood friends mobing hcs

this post makes no sense LOL im just excited about them and shooting the shit pfff

#mobinghua

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urautismdiagnosis-wistie · 3 months ago

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Pokes u

Do you have Barnacles Headcanons to share with his wife (aka me)

YES also sorry for the late response lol uhhh this is mostly just stuff from my au lol and its got different world building than the show does

Ok first off some context, in my au the reasons for PEOPLE species to have different traits is more based on environmental factors and conflicts between other groups of people. 👌

There are definitely some wild species that aren't even intelligent enough to have nearly any sapience (in simple terms its self awareness) that would probably end up being food or wtv, but like going based off of irl stuff polar bears mostly need high fat diets and unless there are a TON extra of high fat food fish thatd make the arctic pretty hard to survive

Unless ofc 👀 well they are PEOPLE people so u can convince me they'd have somehow domesticated either musk or (hoofed arctic animal) or bred some other kind of milk producing animal as a source of food

All I'm saying is that he could and would and has eaten an entire wheel of cheese before

And he absolutely has a secret stash of high fat snacks because I think he might be a liiiiittttle bit self conscious about it

Because he realized that arctic animals and non arctic animals have HUGE differences in social norms and apparently most animals don't have at least 3 inches of fat minimum on their entire body???

And its not cuz hes embarrassed of the fat, its normal and healthy, he just doesn't want to go from Trustworthy and Reliable Captain of thr Octonauts to "oh my god i need like an entire cheesecake rn to feel normal" in front of everyone cuz like 😭 he is a bit of a comfort eater. Like ah yes our strong and level headed captain is eating an entire box of oreos at 2 am because he misses his sister again 😭

Ofc the others do find out but there isn't any judgement if anything kwazii would probably join him, bro has a history of having weird food habits (hm wonder why... surely nothing related to being shipwrecked on an island and having to survive) and its nice

He does like, have THE best snacks tho and he might be hoarding them just a tiny bit-

he also can feel a bit worried about coming off as too large or intimidating so thats why he's always got his hands on his hips- and his head lowered down a bit

its not that he seems like physically scary but a larger presence can be intimidating for a lot of people

Teeth and claws aren't usually seen as intimidating in most scenarios in this world because its so common and is just like a feature of the species the same way hearing or smell can be btw

so yeah someone threatening to scratch ya can be scary but so can someone being able to find you because they can hear ur heartbeat 💀🙏

Back to the main point, like all the other octonauts aren't even like medium sized animals (like wolves and whatever), there ALL very small species. So hes like way in the upper range, the highest and tallest possible species while everyone else are all smaller ones specifically

So if barnacles is Actually Mad (💀 the scenario to make him genuinely mad has to be BAD) then he will go to his FULL HEIGHT

Cuz irl polar bears got very tall strong necks and etc so I think him standing at Full Serious Height would be very startling

Also about polar bears sense of smell!

Circling back to the adaptations being related to survival pressures and social ones

Polar bears in this world, use their sense of smell for something very important in the arctic: navigation, above and below water

It prevents things like getting lost in the wintery white world, which is so so easy for others. It can help find others than might be lost, and it can tell u if they r injured or not and I think thats precious

there is one problem tho, while their sense of smell is VERY strong, stronger than bloodhounds and etc, its made for being able to detect things very far away in freezing temperatures... so they're extremely sensitive

Which wouldn't be that much of an issue if barnacles wasn't in all sorts of more tropical environments...

In thr artic all u can smell is other people, animals, and which was is home

But if he's not in the octopod or under the water,but somewhere where there's THOUSANDS of insects,hundreds of pollinating plants, and tons and tons of different creatures all at once-

I think thats be overwhelming and he's probably be allergic to sooooooo many plants poor guy 🥺

Also even tho he like trims and thins out his thick coat, and even has a little cooling pack vest sort of thing under his uniform he can still overheat pretty easily

Cuz yk, the several inches of brown fat or blubber? Someone might say "hey just adjust ur diet and whatever to lose it" but that would be VERY UNHEALTHY for him... mess with the balance of his bodys systems yk? so its really not an option;^;

So yeah he still tends to overheat and thats why having his room canoncially set to actual arctic temperatures every night helps him sleep better and feel better

Usually alot of octonauts missions happen under water or in gups or maybe they'll spend some time on an island and it'll be hot

But with extended time spent in warmer climates he has to take alot more breaks and it can be alot harder for him

Also I think that he had a period in his early 20s college years where he was like kinda lowkey depressed because he was learning more about global warming and capitalism

, it didn't last too long fortunately because yk he met professor inkling who was already developing his idea for the octonauts

and they actuslly became really good friends and it really came together as a realistic thing when tweak got wind of em

On a more depressing note global warming for polar bears in a world where they're actual people with a unique culture and heritage means some totally different stuff

Like its not even the fact they can't even engage in their own cultural traditions (cough traveling in that one arctic global warming special where they were all exhausted cuz all the melted sea ice cough)

Its also the loss of genuine homes (in my au they're kinda like ice hobbit houses 🥰since polar bears irl will dig out shallow resting spots or mama bears will have dens with a toasty 30 degrees farenheit), architectural collapses, traditional jobs that can only be done in the arctic being lost, and being forced into more southern grounds because more and more just can't rely living there anymore

And I think that'd be super depressing to see in real time, its a cultural death

Heck even irl there's so many grizzlies going north and polar going south that they've actually started to mix and start having hybrids (grolar bears). And the thing is they're so genetically compatible that their species can actually develope into their own separate identity that might totally replace most if not all polar bears sense they're just more adapt to the changing climate and have more range,with benefits from both species

And while that sounds great on paper and makes sense and is obviously fine for them to have easier lives, I think in thr context of this world it would leave barnacles with some conflicted feelings

Because the thing is there used to be concerns about polar bears having to leave their homes to live is societies and communities that just... that their jobs wouldn't fit to. That would be physically harder for them to be healthy in. That they'd have to give up so many thousands of years of traditions thatd be impossible to carry over in.

Idk its late and I've got one braincell and idk if this makes sense and im sorry if it got depressing 😭

But yeah, so there's more and more of these younger people grolar bears, that just... will never have that full connection to their heritage. And idk I think its sad and maybe I'm projecting

Also I think that if barnacles was ever sad he'd just cope by playing the accordian lol,like the one meme of the girl playing "its a mental breakdown ✨" on a kazoo 😭

Let's end this on a happier note tho, circling back to barnacles being several feet taller than his entire crew, like-

We all already know this guy emotionally adopts every living being in sight

And well, his ENTIRE CREW literally, and I mean very literally and physically, looks up to him-

Like they all gotta turn their heads up and loon at him with big hopeful eyes ready for whatever he has to say

And im gonna be honest his composure is alot stronger than mine cux I would CRY because of how adorable that is

Like he knows its probably so unprofessional and might be seen as condescending BUT DAMN IT HE CANT HELP THR CUTENESS AGRESSION!!! HE WANTS TO SQUISH THEIR TINY FACES!!!

so sometimes hell have a very Serious and Leadership-like Captain Conversation, and then thr SECOND hes out of their sight (and hopefully hearing) HE JUST HAS TO STOP HIMSELF FROM JUST CRYING-

Cuz the second hes out of sight he will LOSE ALL COMPOSURE and need a minute because he loves them so much AND THEYRE SO FCKING SMALL-

Its kinda funny tho cuz ur captain barnacles is a pretty tiny guy, wonder howd that work for u XD

Anyways gn or whatever time it is for u 🐻‍❄️✨✨✨

Also he and Bianca call at least every week for an hour and frequently send eachother updates about what they're up to

He could talk to her about anything and she's good at talking sense into him

He makes sure that natquick gets plenty of social interaction too, that man is like his father figure

(Kinda sad but I headcanon barnacles dad died when he was really young cuz of an accident where ice collapsed, probably did not help how he felt when he got stuck in an icy hole as a kid 💀🙏)

ALSO

Barnacles looking up at u vvv

Barnaclea being his lil theater kid self^

Wait~ they don't love you ✨like I love you ✨🥰

Barnacles half awake at a late night mission when everything is done and they're just driving the gup a back home

Barnacles and Bianca on a video call

#octonauts #octonauts captain barnacles #captain barnacles #The octonauts #octonauts above and beyond #Headcanons #Wisteria responds <3 #Yap post #Octo lore

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venear-tmblr · 2 years ago

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…. so i’ve had an idea

C!Ven FableSMP In-Character Smash or Pass

Today we reject canon and embrace non-canom ships like it’s the 2000’s-10’s again. Let us begin heheheh (also im sticking to masc leaning characters because c!Ven likes 🅱️oys.)

Aax

5/10: Pass

I don’t think they’d be bad for each other, I just think Ven would feel out of his depth yk? Their communication type wouldn’t clash badly, they’d both be able to argue without killing one another, but they just dont click?

I just think Ven would be intimidated? and that should be a dealbreaker in any relationship.

Caspian

6/10: Smash

Caspian would be the cool ex that you still see sometimes in random places, and you stop for 10-15 min to see how he’s doing, before you both leave and forget about each other again.

Cas would keep Ven’s bossy streak in check, and they’d sort out their problems together well. They have aligning interests in knowledge and writing, and overall they’d work.

they actually seem like the kind of couple to fall out of love with each other? which is very sad to me ;-;

They’d care about each other a lot i think, in a Scott’s Street by Phoebe Bridgers kinda way

Centross

7/10: Smash

… there’s only room for one self-sacrificing idiot in this relationship.

Opposite of Rae; Centross is Ven’s type, personality-wise. Also Centross does the love-bickering thing that Ven and Feng would do. They communicate well, they’d argue healthily, over all they’d be pretty good tbh. The sleep schedule between the two of them would be bad though, Ven would forget to stop work and Centross would do the same, they’d forget to check in with each other.

Rae

3/10: Pass (edit, was 2/10 but i raised it by 1 for Zenni the beloved)

you already know what i’m gonna say about these goobers. they’re terrible for each other

the interesting thing to me; there’s only two reasons for Ven to date Rae. 1) they’re young, and social norms say you should date someone similar to you. So both Vena and Rae would go “he likes what i like” and call it a day. OR 2) Rae would be a rebound for Ven. neither of which can happen in canon. (i love the band au blorbos <3)

Seven

4/10: Pass

they wouldn’t be bad, Ven just wouldn’t know how to approach Seven? Seven has so much going in, and Ven would need to know every detail about Seven’s past in order to feel comfortable in the relationship. Seven can’t really give that, so the relationship is over before it’s begun.

Ulysses

7/10: Smash

Similar to Caspian, they’d get along, they’d be good exes. Ven would learn a lot academically from Ulysses.

bonus point because this fish sounds aussie and that is important to me ok

Will

4/10: Pass

Based on the emotional reactions seen in the spy arc of S2, I don’t think these two would get along. i actually think Ven would get on Will’s nerves in close proximity, if he were to open up and let Will in emotionally. Not that it’d be Will’s fault, they just clash. They would have common interests though, so all wouldn’t be lost.

Will would speak his mind, whilst Ven clams up and avoids conflict, but they’d get around to communicating eventually. (so they’re def not the worst pairing on this list.)

Wolf

…9/10: Smash

ok hear me out, you haven’t seen the half of it in canon yet, but these two work well. They have a lot in common (that i can’t share yet)

they argue so well, maybe even better than Feng and Ven did. Where Feng would speak up with Ven, Wolf sits and listens and waits.

Wolf is Ven’s type physically,tall with long hair and broad shoulders, and comes close to his type in personality.

nodders they should kiss

…So in conclusion; Let Ven join Wolftross, its time for Wolventross throuple takover

#fable smp #c!ven #raeven #centross #fable smp aax #ghostyjpg #willowmvp #wiindsock #mcyt

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bucketyd · 2 years ago

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Your AleRudy art is amazing, especially your most recent post— do you have any thoughts about narco!Rudy and narco!Alejandro you’d like to share?

Hey thank you so much!

I have a thread on twitter about these two, but let me copy and paste here.

I'll try to draw and write more on this!

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Narco! Alejandro AU

- Alejandro leads Las Almas Cartel with Valeria as one of El Sin Nombres

- He believes that the only way to make better Las Almas is to dominate it from a single source of absolute power

- He and Valeria argues a lot; internal conflicts are always high

- Ale and Rudy used to be a thing when they were both young; they have sun(Ale) and moon(Rudy) tattoos on their ankles

- They had a big fight when Ale chose a Sicario's way, went seperate ways

- Ale wanted to reach out to Rudy after he got a stable position in the cartel BUT Rudy have already joined special forces by then and was unreachable to Ale's dismay

- Alejandro kept tab on Rudy using his connections in corrupt military, waiting for right moment to take Rudy back to where he should be: by Alejandro's side

- Ale is ruthless, cruel, downright sadistic when it comes to asserting dominance and punishing traitors

- Rudy is also feared within special forces, known for his stern attitude toward people; he's more gloomier, doesn't smile a lot and mostly keeps to himself compared to OG

- Couple of years later after Rudy became a leader of Los Vaqueros squad Alejandro ambushes Rudy's team, and was able to capture him and take some of the vaqueros as hostages

- thank u for listening to bucket's deranged rant on another fuxked up alerudy aus

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Narco! Rudy AU

(added some more from original thread)

- Rudy disappeared when he turned 18 after his abuela passed away

- Valeria promised him a bloody revenge on La Araña cartel and she did just that, so Rudy follows her

- Rudy moves more in the shadows and people don't know his identity, similar to El Sin Nombre

- Alejandro looked for him everywhere, but there was no trace; Ale assumed Rudy was dead

- Alejandro and his Los Vaqueros are known for their ruthlessness toward narcos and anyone affiliated to them

- Las Almas Cartel under influence of Rodolfo takes more softer approach; Rodolfo opposed to harboring terrorist Hassan in Las Almas and had a LOUD fight with Valeria

- This affected his status within the cartel and later led to betrayal; someone from the cartel tipped Alejandro off Rudy's location which ultimately led to Rudy's capture

- Rudy's cross necklace was Alejandro's gift when Rudy turned 18, 'mi sol' is engraved on the back side (he wanted to comfort Rudy)

- Rudy threw everything away when he chose to live as a sicario, but he couldn't throw away the cross and his memories with Alejo

- Rudy doesn't talk much, always a silent shadow behind Valeria, but when he is forced to he is bitter and sarcastic.

- After Rudy was caught by Alejandrp and Los Vaqueros, he was taken to their base to be interrogated, where he would not answer to any questions and only try to piss Alejandro off mentioning their childhood and how it's now meaningless to him

- Alejandro punched him; couldn't help himself; and gets to this hyper uh... fucked up state where he is just confused by hate, guilt, nostalgia and LOVE

- thank u for listening to bucket's deranged rant on ANOTHER fuxked up alerudy aus

#narco! rodolfo parra #narco! alejandro #cod mwii #call of duty #rodolfo rudy parra #alejandro vargas #alerudy #rodolfo parra #alejandro x rodolfo

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theharrowing · 1 year ago

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White Lies 🤍 1: Operation Boy Blue

Yoongi is everything you could ask for. He is attractive, confident, and smart. And his partner Taehyung is as possessive as he is beautiful. Too bad a relationship would be a major conflict of interest.

You need to have them, at all costs.

🤍 Yoongi x Female Reader x Taehyung

🤍 word count: 3k + screencaps of conversations

🤍 college au, cop au, partial social media au with a lot of written story, strangers to lovers & established relationship, yandere, hurt/comfort, smut, fluff, angst, slash, poly, minor character injury & death, graphic violence, nsfw, 21+.

🤍 warnings: no real warnings. we get some pretty forward flirting out of the gate. it might seem like things are already moving very fast, but...we'll see.

🤍 note: ughhhhhhhhhhhh i was going to hold off on actually starting this fic, but the brainrot was real yesterday, and i spent hours on my couch nursing a hangover and making screencaps. i forgot how tedious this is, but i also had a lot of fun. the character Josie is a real person who i adore very much! everyone say hi to Josie!!! this chapter is exposition heavy but i hope you find it fun!

🤍 this is a sequel to Boy Blue! i highly recommend that you start at the beginning

🤍 written parts beta read by @neoneunnajimin

🤍 posted nov. 2023 | read on ao3

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Reading through the file that Detective Kim left on your desk, two interesting things pop out at you. The first being that some of the photos of the man called Vante look different than the others. You didn't notice it at first, but upon closer inspection, you realize that photos of him that seem older – ones where he has natural dark brown hair and ones where he has bright red hair – seem personal.

Vante is smiling directly into the camera in these old photos, with an expression that you would describe as being soft – almost loving. His posture is relaxed in each photo, whether sitting at a table at a café or leaning against the side of a car. You wonder if Seokjin took these photos, and if not, how he managed to get his hands on them, because the photos of Vante with blue and blond hair are all surveillance images or those taken from social media profiles that have since been deleted.

The second detail you notice is that in two of the shots where Vante has blue hair there is a woman with him who shares striking similarities with you. Although you are unable to clearly see her face in the photos, her hair, build, and height all seem to resemble you, and your side profiles are similar to the extent that you wonder if you could convince someone that you are the one pictured with him.

In one of the images containing your doppelgänger, Vante's arm is slung over her shoulder and he is speaking with Min. The three of them are in a crowded bar with what looks like colorful makeup all over their faces, and although you can only see Vante's expression clearly, it seems he is flirting with Min, or at least openly showing an attraction to him.

This detail, paired with Seokjin's not-so-subtle suggestion that you may consider becoming closer than just friends with Min makes you wonder if the two men are an open couple. Especially considering your resemblance to the woman in the photos, you wonder if you were chosen for this mission based on credentials alone, or if your resemblance to someone from their past was partly to blame for your sudden promotion into the Special Investigations Division.

Perhaps it should bother you that you may have advanced partly based on your looks, but this mission is so intriguing that it fills you with excitement to learn more. You wonder if the two of them got married out of love or convenience – a ploy to allow Min to get a work visa and any other benefits that could allow them to more easily escape from whatever they seem to be running from.

Both men are absolutely stunning and you wonder if that woman pictured ever got to enjoy both of them – together or separately. You wonder what it must have been like for her and where she might be right now. Despite Seokjin's warning not to get close to these two, the urge to know more only grows.

How could these two men be so dangerous? What have they done to cause Seokjin to form a super secret, super tight task force to hunt them down? And why is he unwilling to just tail Min and confront Vante, himself?

Quickly, you fire off an email to Min, asking about his tutoring services, posing as a student named Sandra. Then you return to rereading their files and memorizing their faces. Min with his somewhat sleepy, somewhat grumpy expressions that brighten into something soft and inviting when he smiles. Vante with his rectangular smile and piercing eyes that either hide all emotion or express so much that he appears positively captivating.

You read and reread the bullet point list in their file that provides further personality details in an attempt to piece together what kind of people they must present themselves as. You wonder who assisted with creating their profiles, and whether it may have been old friends or even the woman who resembles you.

Both men are dishonest and extremely disloyal; both exhibit an unshakable poker face that even those close to them cannot read.

[Redacted][Code name Min] is soft-spoken and an interesting mix of contemplative and impulsive. Does not take no for an answer. [Redacted][Code name Vante] exhibits similar traits but is much more forward and promiscuous. Willing to use sex as a weapon.

Both men get what they want with little to no concern for the outcome, even if it means the death or displacement of others.

Both men only seem loyal to one another, but that may also be a façade.

[Redacted][Code name Vante] may be the more volatile of the two, should one turn on the other, but it is likely that [Redacted][Code name Min] has a mean streak that few have witnessed firsthand.

[Redacted][Code name Vante] is cold and calculating. Always several steps ahead.

[Redacted][Code name Vante]'s family is well-connected and seem willing to cover up anything he does.

Is it likely that [Redacted][Code name Vante] is the mastermind of all of their schemes and that [Redacted][Code name Min] tags along for one reason or another.

It is possible that [Redacted][Code name Min] has insecurities that [Redacted][Code name Vante] easily controls and manipulates.

You read and reread, committing each detail to memory. Then your phone lights up with a notification, pulling you from the paperwork and surprising you with how quickly Min has gotten back to you about tutoring services. And as you open the notification, you realize your seemingly easy mission might just be a little more complicated than you hoped.

Undeterred, you begin to improvise. If Vante uses sex as a weapon then perhaps you can create several Tinder and Hinge accounts and attempt to find him online. One benefit to going undercover is having access to a seemingly endless supply of burner phones. You have absolutely no doubt that someone like Vante is using hookup apps if his profile depicts him accurately. If he and Min are married for love over convenience then there is a strong chance that he is still willing to be unfaithful. Or, perhaps the two of them are not monogamous and finding one of them on a hookup app will likely be due to one or both of them looking for a good time.

The prospect of getting to know them this way is risky since they are both gorgeous and apparently too cunning to resist, but it may be faster than waiting a month or more for Min's private lessons to open.

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Swiping on dating apps is tedious work and you almost feel guilty for spending your precious time this way. Despite it being the weekend, you are still paid for your time, and right now your time is spent scouring dating profiles looking for one man.

You swipe with one hand and brush your teeth with the other, eyes barely open and still heavy with sleep. You swipe as soon as you step on line for your favorite macchiato at your favorite little café two blocks from your Chelsea apartment, and you swipe as you sit in your favorite window seat, sipping on the perfectly bittersweet warm drink while the morning sun warms your cheeks.

As you reread the file on Min and Vante over lunch, you take breaks to swipe, and you even find yourself genuinely reading through some Tinder profiles before snapping out of it and ridding yourself of distraction. Sure, you may be single and somewhat curious to mingle, but something tells you that you are going to have your hands absolutely full once you manage to get ahold of one of these men, so adding another person to the equation feels too messy.

In the evening, when your best friend Josie convinces you to leave the house because it is Saturday and you need to, as she says, "Unwind and find some cuties to dick you two down," you swipe in the cab ride over and resist the urge to swipe while waiting on line for drinks at the bar.

Part of you wonders whether you could run into Min at a place like this. Bright neon lights fill the space that is full to bursting with college students scantily clad and alcohol buzzing through them, turning them into horny little monsters. If he is professional – or upholding a façade of professionalism for the sake of his current persona – then it is likely he would not be caught dead in a place like this. You are somewhat certain that Vante likely scours these types of clubs, but alas, he is in Milan.

Some of the photos of Min from their file show him on stage with a band playing keyboard with a guitar slung over his shoulder, and with a face full of glitter and makeup. The vibe of that bar differs from this one, but the rambunctious energy is more similar to what you observe in recent surveillance footage photos. You wonder if any part of that version of him bleeds through the man he is now, or if he only indulges in classically accepted forms of music as a piano tutor.

Min must be good with his hands – a thought that spirals the more your mind is allowed to wander back to the photos of him playing two very different instruments at once. You need to stop thinking about those beautiful, dangerous men – monsters, as Seokjin put it – and focus on being out with your best friend.

Josie is a bubbly ray of sunlight with a matching warm smile. Purple braids cascade over her shoulders and down her back, she wears a cute little black dress that barely contains her curves, and she stomps and dances excitedly in knee-high black leather boots. Her round cheeks and button nose make Josie the cutest person in all of Manhattan, and pretty shimmery pink and purple makeup stands out against her tan skin, making her dark brown eyes shine.

You are outfitted similarly with a tight black tee tucked into a black denim skirt, cleavage on full display. You wear black combat boots with warm, fuzzy black socks, and enough makeup to make your eyes pop – including a light dusting of pink and purple courtesy of Josie.

"I'm getting fucked tonight!" Josie shouts over the reggaetón track, bouncing her hips to the beat while the two of you lean against the wooden bar top. Her voice is rich and somewhat nasally as she shouts, with a quick lilt to her accent.

"Fucked up?" you shout back, unsure whether you misheard your friend, delighted when her smile widens and she says, "Yeah, that too!"

Being that this is a college bar that happens to throw somewhat over the top ladies night events, it is customary to show your student ID as well as the fake ID as soon as the bartender comes by. You need not do so tonight, however, because the bartender, whose name is Daniel in some circles and Changkyun in others, recognizes you, giving you a slow, hungry once-over with his eyes that makes your heart pound.

He flashes a pointed smile and leans against the bar top so that he can easily be heard when his soft, deep voice asks, "Ladies, to what do I owe the pleasure?"

Before you can open your mouth, Josie leans over the bar and shouts, "Two Long Islands!"

As soon as Daniel nods and turns away to get started on your drinks, Josie hip-checks you, causing you to stumble and turn to her with a wide, curious expression. You know what she is going to say before she even says it – "You need to hook up with him!" – and you are already shaking your head before the words come out.

"He's just doing his job," you argue, because this is not the first time Josie has pointed out the way he looks at you, or how he seems more attentive to you than to literally any other patron. Yes, you are in denial, but now is not the time to get tangled up with the sexy bartender.

"You're full of shit!" Josie manages to shout before Daniel is back.

He sets your drinks down, nodding politely to Josie before fixing you with an intent gaze and giving a shy little smile. "This round is on the house," he says so softly that you don't really hear it, only knowing the words because you have memorized the shape of his lips when he says them.

Daniel has a bit of a baby face, with wide, dark almond eyes and pretty, soft lips. His nose and cheekbones are all hard angles, however, and his short dark hair, which is parted down the middle, falls around his eyes and down to the apples of his cheeks, only accentuating his features more. Much like your targets, he has dual citizenship between the US and Korea, hence having two names that he goes by – something that some but not all dual citizens might do.

"Thanks, Danny," you say with a wink, making Daniel's eyes widen before he stands up straight.

"My pleasure, ladies," he responds, looking to Josie and then back at you. The moment he is out of earshot, Josie groans.

"Why don't you make a move on him?" you ask before she has a chance to hound you more. You lift your drink and take the thin black straw between your teeth, chewing lightly on it as you walk away from the bar, through the growing crowd, toward the dancefloor.

"Don't be stupid!" Josie finally responds when you find a place on the outer edge of the dancing mass of bodies. "He looks at you like he wants to eat you. Just let him!"

You roll your eyes and shake your head, chuckling. Around you, college students dance and shout, clearly far too drunk already for how early it is. As you take your first sip of your drink, it rocks through you; even the smallest taste of the Long Island iced tea is strong as hell, making you wince despite its sweetness.

"I don't miss being that young and irresponsible," Josie says, leaning over a tall round table that you have found to perch your elbows against, gazing out at the mass of students.

Josie works as a lead in the Forensic Investigation Division. Whenever a crime scene is processed and evidence is gathered, she is the one testing it to match it to information in the various systems in search for DNA, blood type, fingerprints, fibers, and so on. Her work is used in court to solve and defend cases. "It is absolutely bonkers being back in college," you respond, withholding the detail that you are not really a student because Josie is aware of the very basics of your assignment. "Their problems seem so silly compared to the shit we see at work."

Josie nods listlessly as she scans the throng of dancing bodies, more or less distracted from the conversation. And as you follow her gaze, you see who she has zeroed in on. There is a man on the dancefloor surrounded by a group of friends, and he looks a lot like your superior Seokjin. He is not your superior, of course, but the resemblance is certainly enough to catch your friend's attention, as her crush on your boss is nothing short of sickening.

"Shit," you shout over the raucous music, leaning toward Josie with a playful pout. "I forgot to feed the anaconda before I left."

Of course, there is no tropical monstrosity in your dinky apartment, and Josie knows as much. Yet she nods her head in slow, lackadaisical movements, causing you to shake your head; even complete nonsense won't get her attention when she is this focused, but you continue for fun, anyway.

"There goes all the neighborhood pets! His appetite is insatiable."

A pause follows before Josie, who turns her face toward you but keeps her eyes on the Seokjin lookalike, mutters, "Totally," drawing the word out nice and slow.

Ordinarily you would lay into your friend a little harder, making your story a little more fantastical. But you take the opportunity to pull out your phone and continue on your mission. Vante is not going to swipe on himself, and now that you have paid for Tinder gold and can see everyone who has swiped right on you, you are certain that your search is only going to get easier.

* * *

It takes around thirty-two hours of frequent swiping with three burner phones all showcasing similar profiles with a similar name to find a man who looks like Vante. And, as Seokjin predicted, he goes by the name V.

It takes four more hours for him to message you. The entire time your hand itches toward your phone, eager to make the first move, but you want to see the way he operates, and you want him to think he has full control.

Just as Seokjin predicted, he is 4,000 miles away – which tracks because he is scheduled to be in Milan until the end of the week – and he is using photos that only show part of his face. Luckily, his mouth is distinguishable.

For your part, on one of the profiles you created, you chose photos that you think resemble the girl in the photos in Vante and Min's case file, also only showing parts of your face. And you are not at all surprised when that particular profile is the one he seems drawn to. It makes you wonder if he saw any of the other profiles that you created or not.

You stare at the screen uncertain whether your flirting is all just part of the plan or if you really would like to find out just how well Vante lives up to his promises of not squandering an opportunity for pleasure. He is extremely forward and, to your surprise, it gives you butterflies.

Ordinarily, men speaking this way moments after you first meet would be a red flag, but for some reason, the assignment of getting close to Vante adds to the intrigue – daresay it excites you a little.

All of this feels dangerous. But you have never been one to turn down the chance to play with fire.

* * *

i fake my life like i've lived too much i take whatever you're giving - not enough overground, watch this space i'm open to falling from grace

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note: i added this to the master list, but in case it has been missed i just want to add the disclaimer that all detective work and cop jargon in this fic is either made up on the spot or comes from years of watching/listening to true crime media. i have no credentials in this field and i do not claim to know what i am talking about!!! alsoooo lol if your name is Sandra, no it's not. (jkjk hello Sandra! i hope you're having a lovely day!!!)

also!!! some folks seemed confused by Seokjin, so just to clear his involvement up: yes, he was thought to be dead in Boy Blue.

i am thinking about doing little "drabble" chapters where you get to see conversations only between taegi that mc will not be aware of. we'll see how i end up doing it. (is this something you're into or would you prefer 100% of mc's pov like in Boy Blue?)

💙 me sprinkling in the Boy Blue callbacks:

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storybookhawke · 5 months ago

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Fic Rec Friday - Adoribull Edition

I've just been reading and re-reading a lot of adoribull recently! They are such a great and interesting canon x canon ship and I enjoy all the things the fandom has created so lovingly for them~

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Drapetomania by ToPerceiveIsToBePerceptive

Rated E / major tags: slow burn, violence, AU, bondage, hurt/comfort, suicidal thoughts/attempt, racism, misgendering, slavery

Summary:

Pre-Game AU. Dorian is captured by slavers while trying to escape Tevinter. He's not the only one. Based very VERY loosely on the basic concept of "The Defiant Ones".

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Miles to Go by desiredemon

Rated E / major tags: canon divergence, slavery, trauma, hurt dorian, captivity, Seheron, hurt/comfort, rape recovery, whipping, torture

Summary:

When Dorian refuses to be the heir his parents want, they send him away to Seheron. As if the war-torn island isn't enough of a nightmare on its own, Dorian's fellow legionaries take exception to his presence, and nearly break him even before the Qunari get their hands on him. Unexpectedly, one of those Qunari ends up being the one to help Dorian come back from the brink.

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The Caro-Kann Defense by LuckyPanda13

Rated E / major tags: arranged/forced marriage, slow burn, canon divergence, enemies to lovers, emotional hurt/comfort, caretaking, trauma, grief, angst, fluff, happy ending

Summary:

12 Guardian 9:37 Dragon In the wake of the Qunari invasion of Kirkwall, they have renewed negotiations with the Tevinter Imperium, hoping to create a peace treaty to end the centuries-long conflict. Such treaties are traditionally sealed with a marriage. No self-respecting Tevinter magister would agree to marry a barbaric Qunari. No Qunari in their right mind would even consider marriage to be viable, let alone tie themselves to a bas-saarebas. Being volunteered to marry and be kept "safe" at some obscure, crumbling keep in the south isn't exactly where Dorian expected his life to end up. He'll do it, because it's better than the alternative. Likewise, The Iron Bull has been busy running his mercenary band, and being rerouted for some foolish peace treaty that won't last longer than a half-second isn't worth his time. He'll do it, because it's his job.

#adoribull #dorian pavus #the iron bull #dragon age inquisition #dragon age: inquisition #fic rec #fic rec friday #going to need a boat load of fic to get me through the next two weeks

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maxiemcsoda · 8 months ago

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Hand over some Teruya/Kinji headcanons‼️

hihi! sorry for takin so long on this!! i was doing splatoons grand festival all weekend!!

but yes i can give u some of my thoughts on these guys >:)

adding a read more bc it got a little long whoopsie

ok so first off! my sexuality + gender hcs for them;

- kinji is transmasc and nonbinary (they/he) and he's gay (mlm, nblm, nblnb), his identity causes him some distress due to his role in the church and his father being generally unaccepting of queer identities (he also hides his true identity when at home, hopes peak is the first time hes publicly himself)

- teruya is agender (he/him) and gay as well, he does not struggle with his identity, but he did take a while to realize he only liked boys/non-women. he rly thought his dad wanted him to marry a woman, but it turns out his dad is very pan and doesnt care who he dates as long as hes happy :)

ive got a couple different scenarios that i have different scenarios based on what happens in them and ill just list some stuff from all of em

firstly the general stuff that happens no matter what !

- teruya is initially appealing to kinji simply because he's loud but not in your face about it (usually), kinji also really respects that teruya stands very firm on his beliefs

- teruya also has a really good memory, so he remembers gifts and things that kinji likes, he just gives him stuff he likes every now and then, and kinji finds it really sweet

- teruya also makes silly accessories for kinji, theyre all tacky and rainbow themed but he doesnt mind :)

- they both really enjoy healthy food so they end up bonding over that

- kinji eventually gets adopted into teruyas friend group (haru, satsuki, kiyoka), they got along in the gambling extra event (minus kiyoka), so i think theyd be friends!

- kinji ends up close with kiyoka who can see right through him, she KNOWS he likes teruya, but she wont pressure him (too much)

- also teruya just thinks that kinji is so pretty :)

next up is the stuff i have for the ch 3 survivor au (i will get/have gotten to a lot of this in art, so ill probably have less here)

- teruya is initially stuck with kinji because he is the only one who has medical knowledge (they say this ingame), and due to this he ends up being the closest with kinji

- despite teruyas lil breakdown in ch 4, kinji still ends up defending him in the trial due to having gone through something similar previously, and this is kinda when it clicks for real that teruya might like kinji more than he thought

- they both bond over how much they value family, teruya with his dad and kinji with the church kids being the most valued people in their lives. they both respect this about each other immensely over it

- teruya and kinji grow closer after being kind of outcasted in ch 5. teruya had recently lost his two friends, and tsurugi, rei, akane, yuki, and mikako are either standoffish, not willing to get close, or out of commission for one reason or another. they get much closer in this chapter

- they dont actually become a thing until after they escape

now i have stuff that happened if there was no killing game

- without the killing game, they would just be more of acquaintances longer, since the game isnt there to push them to interact

- eventually kinji is the first to realize he does like teruya, and this causes Internal Religious Conflict for him. being a catholic priest means that you cannot love anyone above anyone else your love must be equal. along with this, if kinji chooses to stop being a priest while in high school, he will no longer be able to attend hope's peak, as he would basically be giving up his title.

- kinji suffers from religious trauma, despite the fact that he finds comfort in his religion. this is because most of the guilt weighing on him is caused by his father, so they are rather estranged.

- this trauma isnt something thats fixed relatively easily, but to keep it short, teruya does eventually try to help him become his own person and cope with the trauma. teruya's free spirit really helps this.

- after graduation, kinji would likely prefer to be a pastor over a priest so he can have more freedom with romance.

- he also ends up working at otori mart with teruya, and they have a lil garden together at their home :)

one more extra thing! topic of marriage and kids!

- in any au where kinji lives, so like all of the above, teruya is intending to ask kinji to marry him, its just whether or not the killing games happening defines if he gets to or not

- when they do marry, kinji takes teruya's last name

- in a very specific branch of the kinji survivor au, which i call foundation baby au (this au hinges on mikado never starting the sdra2 killing game), kinji and teruya have a child (through a surrogate mother, setsuka!) named Takara!

- teruya wants to be a good dad like his father, and kinji already likes to take care of children, so its only natural that theyd want one of their own

- Takara calls teruya "papa" and kinji "daddy"

- they raise takara in a way where they can choose their identity and whether or not they believe in religion. takara has found out that they identify as nonbinary and gay (like fathers like child) and that they do want to take part in kinji's religion, they just dont do it as much

- takara interacts with everyone at the kisaragi foundation in some way, theyre like their big mostly-happy family!

- kinji and teruya are very good parents!!

#teruya otori #kinji uehara #teruehara #dra #asks #takara otori

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hugsandchaos · 1 year ago

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Part Chao AU

Sonic Boom AU

In this AU, Shadow has one more trick up his sleeve as the ultimate life form. He already can’t be ended by several things, but when he realizes that there’s no escaping death, his “unconscious” part of the brain uses chaos energy to send him somewhere safe. Once he’s there, he lays down and curls up. An egg shell forms around him, just like a chao.

Inside the egg, his “old” body dies and breaks down for a “new” one to rebuild. Shadow’s new body is downsized to what looks like a 6 to 8 year old version of himself to make it easier for his body to when he hatches.

The process takes about 6 to 8 weeks. Warm to moderate temperatures are best for the process. In colder weather, the process will take longer because the chaos energy, which is largely responsible for the process, will also have to work on heating Little Shadow from the inside.

Once he’s out, Little Shadow doesn’t have a lot of memories. He knows how to speak Portuguese, his first language, and how to walk. He has a grasp on how to understand things and can put things together quickly for someone his age.

However, he doesn’t remember much from his past. He doesn’t remember what happened, but a part of his brain keeps a good idea of who’s “safe” and who’s not based off who he recognized as good or bad at the time of the incident, so he may be scared of whatever or whoever he considered the enemy when he became so hurt. This is why Little Shadow had conflicted feelings about Team Sonic.

Before he turned into an egg, he was still rivals with Sonic, but really thinking about how he and his friends help people (like he used to) and wondered if he was in the wrong.

Little Shadow wanted to trust them, but was hesitant and unsure if it was safe, so he just followed them at a distance at first. When they offered friendship (and food), he would flinch back if he thought they were going to hit him, but eventually got used to them. Once he learns to trust them, things really turn around in the long run.

Occasionally, he’d suddenly feel like he did something wrong. This is from when he realized he was in the wrong as an “adult”. Little Shadow would hug the nearest member and apologize over and over. When asked why, he replied honestly and said that he didn’t know, but he feels like he did something to hurt them and wants to apologize.

Another example of him not remembering what happened, but feeling the effects are loud noises. Specifically sudden banging noises. Little Shadow is terrified of them and starts searching for some kind of threat. He has to be near someone because he thinks they’re in danger and being near them brings him the comfort of knowing that they’re okay and that he can “protect them”. Thunderstorms aren’t fun at all for him.

Here’s two more examples because I really like this idea, okay?

Sticks took the longest to gain Little Shadow’s trust. He just kept feeling like he had to hide from her. This is because as an adult, Shadow saw and heard her rants about aliens coming to invade and do sick things. Being part alien, Shadow came to the conclusion that she was the last being he wanted to tell. He didn’t want to deal with endless questions and traps being littered everywhere on the island.

As an adult, it was more of an annoying inconvenience. As a child, it’s scary because he doesn’t remember what he doesn’t want her to know or why.

Little Shadow doesn’t trust Eggman. In fact, he pretty much hates him. End of story.

Shadow was lied to by Eggman and because he jumped to attack Sonic for something the blue hedgehog didn’t actually do (just Sonic in this AU), he’s really unhappy with him. By now, his patience with being lied to is very short, so no second chances either.

With Little Shadow, it’s on sight. Despite his small size, he’s surprisingly strong, and has punched Eggman across the room more than once. He will bite if Eggman tries to grab him. Little Shadow just has this constant suspicion of him and strongly dislikes him. He doesn’t believe a word he says.

He’s not sure why his instincts are like this, but he’s not arguing with them this time. Not when Eggman keeps hurting people.

Because Shadow was stupid enough to believe him at the time, Little Shadow apologizes after every Eggman fight. This time, he apologizes for thinking Eggman could be trusted. He’s not sure when he did or what about, just that he did and it was a lie.

Over the course of three months, Little Shadow will slowly get flashbacks. Viewing the Earth from space behind glass. Syringes being poked into his skin. Blaring alarms and a red hallway going dark. A human girl calmly carrying him down a white hall humming a tune. People in white coats cutting him to test his regeneration skills.

A bat calling him “honey”. A small creature that looked like him, but with small wings and a red ball on its head. A large robot helping him up. Being put in some kind of clear tube. Flashing red and blue lights. A feeling of longing for a home he can’t remember when he looks up at the stars.

Once these three months are up, Little Shadow will feel really sleepy and find a safe place to curl up and turn into an egg again. Another 4 to 6 weeks later and Shadow comes out as an adult. He remembers everything, including the time Team Sonic spent looking after him this time around. He remembers what they said, and what they really meant with some of the things they said.

Shadow is really considering trusting them now. He doesn’t want to approach them, though. He doesn’t know how. He hasn’t talked about something like that in many, many, many years. One might say… decades.

However, if he were to end up in the same situation again, perhaps going to Sonic and his friends wouldn’t be a bad idea…

That’s all! Bye! 👋

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