#who gave momo power

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Atla live action 😐

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MODERN! READER WITH GAANG

𖤓PROMPT: you fell inside your comfort show.

✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩it was during book 2, you were happy to see toph show her father that she can take care of herself. You had wished to see it in person. And booom! You were suddenly in the show where you can see Aang get busted free from the metal cage.

✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩after the whole fight scene, toph noticed you and pointed you out. You knew there was no chance in running, so you outed yourself out. By calmly saying you are from another world. As much as you sounded crazy, they laughed while Toph knew you weren’t lying by your heart rate. You showed them your phone and that’s when the main Trio stops laughing and got curious

✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩Sokka most definitely will ask if the ladies back in your time era are attractive, you said yes and this boy was asking to see what they look like on your phone 😭

✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩and that’s how you got into the gaang. You were the therapist of the group, always listening to their troubles and helping them with all the knowledge you knew about their characters.

✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩katara always likes to rant about her day to you, and you don’t mind which makes her feels comfortable around her. Book 1 katara was very open on making friends. Book 2, I’ll say the same. If you had meet book 3 katara, YOU BETTER HAD PRAY FOR MERCY LMAO.

✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩aang likes to play with you with his airbending, and you enjoy the hell out of it. Literally you would smile with the brightest smile, and Aang smiles with you along. Just two sunshines having fun.

✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩toph likes how you taught her swear words. You and toph curse like sailors😈 lmao. Aang accidentally got influenced and that make katara step in and shut shit down 😭😭.

✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩you love appa and momo! These furry cuties love you too as appa always licks your face when you show up. Momo sometimes leaps on your shoulders, maybe even trying to share a fruit with you.

✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩Aang steals your big shirts, and you would try to match with him which makes him even like you more as a friend. You turn into his best friend right there and now.

✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩with you being a non-bender..protectiveness is to the roof! Literally even if you can fight. There’s still bending that can take you down without a single thought. The people who at your body guards are Aang, toph, Katara, and Zuko. The four powerful benders. But the ones who stick the most are Zuko and toph. Toph because she likes how fierce your personality is. Zuko, Zuko is just himself. Plus he needs more friends.

✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩Zuko awkwardly ask you a lot of questions from your generation. Like a lot to the point you grabbed his lips shut. That’s when Zuko knew, you weren’t playing games.

✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩headcannon on zuko and you just being awkward teens not knowing how to start the conversation so all he starts off is, “so, is war a thing in your world?” The way you gave him a wild side glance.

✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩I can see you making the gaang learn slangs LMAO. You made katara understand the wordings of “What you being messy for?” And she started to use on toph and Sokka 😭😭 you’d probably give Aang a short ass but wholesome slang.

✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩if you had curly hair, and not some katara curly hair iykwim. I mean like 4c ass hair that I possibly have 😭. I can see katara just amazed and ask in g to comb it which you quickly say no to. Toph, just stands there but probably does touch it when bored. People who ask to touch it is suki, Zuko, and Aang. Those three are people who I can see ask before doing it. Sokka will ask, but will touch it as it ask after 🧍🏾

✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩big headcannon Sokka training you on sword fighting, but then Zuko comes in because Sokka is apparently “showing” you the wrong way lol.

✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩suki most definitely would love to teach you her ways of fighting. Plus chi blocking. Once you mastered it, she would take it up a notch and have you spar with her. In honor of her teaching, you agree. You had the upper hand until she practically cheated by distracting you. Making you lose your focus, she nailed you down. But in all warfare, it was full of laughter and friendship.

✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩imainge you showing them that “car” comercial..(of course toph can’t see it lmao) 😭 ZUKO PROBABLY BURNT YOUR PHONE 😨 ALL BECAUSE HE GOT SCARED

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Chapter 182: Something's Taken the Bait

A looooooot being set up this chapter! The person in the beginning of this chapter is one of the space globalists/Kur. Her (?) conversation with Count Saint-Germain is like a talk with the devil, he looks for people who are vulnerable and need help to trap them into an agreement.

We also have the crew splitting up, one team to Shimane to find the hammer that can (hopefully) reverse everybody's curses, and the other team is staying behind to help Kouki as she faces the mysterious person who gave her the power-stealing knife.

Momo and Okarun's promise can come true if her curse is reversed! I'm so excited to see how this arc and what happens when they finally reunite 🥹 I also like how understanding Momo is, their friends' safety comes first. Plus the way the team is split gives more opportunity for unjiji and yukitori moments, so I approve lol.

[momo-minomo]

Fic Fairy Friday: Tim and Damian Brotherhood

It's time for Tim and Damian! Man these two have had a rocky relationship. Most of the Tim fandom seems stuck on Damian's first appearance when he was homicidal and scathing to everyone and completely ignore his significant character growth. And Damian fans seem to either ignore Tim altogether or make him Bruce's most straight-laced soldier always playing by the rules which, have they even met Tim?! It can be really hard to find fics with these two either improving their relationship or just plain being brothers. So that said, here's ten of my favorite fics featuring these two!

The Fic Fairy Friday Masterpost

Trust fall by Ididloveyou_once

Summary:

‘Drake?’ Tim felt like he was choking. His throat was tight. He couldn’t swallow. ‘Damian?’ He managed. Damian was… here. At Kent Farm. Dressed in the too-big Batman pajamas that Dick had bought him last Christmas as a joke. And- And- Tim was wearing Kon’s t-shirt and his hair was messy and his lips were swollen and- He wasn’t ready for this- He wasn’t- He couldn’t- How had he been so stupid? Or: Tim comes out to Damian and prepares for the entire family to know by morning. It just so happens that Damian can keep a secret. Multiple, actually.

Momo's Notes: Spicy scene warning on this one between Tim and Kon! Tim is kinda traumatized from when his bio dad's reaction to him liking boys so seeing Damian at the Kent farm in the middle of the night while he's covered in hickeys nearly gave him a heart attack. But all that panic over is family finding out he's bi leads to some honestly really sweet moments of brotherly bonding between Tim and Damian.

an unplanned detour straight down by CarrionCarnival

Summary:

No one here has the right wing type for the sheer dive it would take to reach Damian before he hits the water like it’s concrete. No one here except Tim. - the Bats learn the hard way not to bring an unfledged vigilante to a midair battle

Momo's Notes: I've read this one dozens of times at this point. It's pretty short (under 5k words) but the way the author world builds so effortlessly with so few words is amazing. It's an AU where nearly all non-powered people have wings. On a mid-air mission to stop an alien invasions Damian (who's downy baby wings can't fly yet) falls. Tim is the only person there with the wing shape to maybe survive that kind of high speed dive. Tim and Damian awkwardly bonding at the end is perfection.

Yummy (I'll eat you right up) by iquirms

Summary:

Tim is very busy when the phone rings at work. He's been struggling to take care of Wayne Enterprises and going from Robin to something, it's a working process, and he's swamped in the backlog of work Bruce never did before he... Before. It's the Headmistress at Gotham Academy. A trip to his old school isn't what he wanted, but Damian's done something as as the only legal Wayne, he's got to go get him. Wonderful. or how one phone call changes the direction Tim and Damian are heading, and the aftershocks that come with it.

Momo's Notes: Please don't be thrown off by the title of this one like I was at first. I passed this gem up so many times (like an idiot) because the title made me think it would end up shipping them. It's actually a really good Canon Divergence AU where Lucius tagged Tim into the CEO role of WE before Tim took off to find Bruce. The extra responsibility delays his leaving so he and Damian actually get the chance to get to know each other and bond as brothers during the time Dick and Damian were doing the same as Batman and Robin. Bonus points for the amazing Janet Drake lore in there. I love it when writers make her a cold badass bitch that struggled with human emotions but honestly loved her son.

Hot Dog, French Fries by eggmacguffin

Summary:

Damian was not the sort of boy to mince words; perhaps he could get back to the Manor without alerting Drake to his compromised condition. It would be an exercise in espionage, he decided. or Truth Serum ft. Damian Wayne

Momo's Notes: This is a great one for Tim and Damian having the most normal brotherly relationship in the family even while living the weirdest of lives. Tim is so annoyed by Damian's very existence interrupting his patrol that he misses important signs that all is not right with his little brother. Damian stupidly suffers in silence rather than trust that his older brother won't use all this against him later.

Exit Strategy by smilebackwards

Summary:

Batman needs a Robin and Batman has a Robin. Tim is just extraneous now, vestigial. He’s a bandage over a healed wound. He doesn’t know what he’s hanging on to. Or: Tim didn’t expect his exit strategy from the Batfamily to involve quite so much bonding time with Damian over Wayne Enterprises bureaucracy.

Momo's Notes: Tim is convinced he's unnecessary and unwanted in the Batfamily but in his usual endearingly control freak way he can't stand the idea of leaving a mess behind for the family to clean up (or make worse) when he goes. Along the way he accidentally bonds with Damian (and also Jason). I wish there more fics like this one and Yummy where Tim takes Damian under his wing as a business and high society predator. They're the only two members of the Batfam who were raised to be wealthy princes with family legacies to inherit and I need more authors to explore that!

You'll Change Your Name or Change Your Mind by Samsamiam

Summary:

Tim Drake's journey to setting boundaries, learning to heal, and untangling the trauma Gotham gave him.

Momo's Notes: You wouldn't know it by the summary, but this whole series is full of Tim and Damian bonding. After another blow up with Bruce, and some badly timed commentary from Dick and Jason, Tim decides he needs some space from the family and his very dysfunctional place in it. He leaves Gotham to stay with the Titans but had no real intentions of bucking the status quo forever until it becomes painfully clear that with Tim's absence the role of emotional support/emotional punching bag Robin is falling onto Damian's shoulders. For the first time Tim plants himself in front of Bruce and FORCES him to back off and do better or else. He's determined to be a safe space for Damian to just be a 10 year old for once.

Gossamer Bonds by Solemini

Summary:

Tim hates spiders. Most children of Athena do, and with good reason. Given his druthers, Tim would have been content to simply avoid the little monsters for the rest of his life. Too bad fate – and Damian – had other plans. Or, in which weaving is Serious Business.

Momo's Notes: A Percy Jackson Demigod Au where Bruce is the favorite baby daddy for a lot of Greek gods and thus all of his kids except Damian is a demigod. This particular fic in the series focuses on Tim (child of Athena) and Damian (a human magic user). 10 year old Damian is doing what he did in canon, trying to oust a 14 year old Tim from Robin to take his place because his messed up assassin upbringing makes him believe that's the only way he'll have a place in the family. The fact that Tim is legitimately a blood son of Batman and was raised by him since infancy just adds to Damian's resentment and insecurity. The two end up alone against the homicidal bitterness of the monster Arachne and have to rely on each other to survive. Don't worry if you don't know the Percy Jackson series, it's not really necessary to follow this story. It's mostly just borrowing some of the lore of Demigods and a bit of the characterizations of the gods from it. As long as you know the Batfam and the basics of Greek mythology you're good to go.

The Wound Begins to Bleed by bowditch

Summary:

Now that Tim’s moved back to the manor, he just wants a few afternoons a week without Damian around. Funny how getting that was the catalyst for him becoming a better big brother.

Momo's Notes: Here's another example of Tim and Damian having the most normal sibling relationship of the family. Tim backs Damian's plea to volunteer at an animal shelter just to get rid of him for a few extra hours of peace and quiet. He's forced to step up and be a better big brother when he eventually realizes something is very wrong with Damian.

Into the Brighter Night by shoalsea

Summary:

When an unknown enemy threatens Robin, Gotham's vigilantes come together to keep him safe. Unfortunately, they're protecting the wrong Robin. Or: Tim Drake plans his own rescue. Things get complicated.

Momo's Notes: Finally a fic that's almost entirely in Damian's pov! A dangerous alien force threatens to obliterate anyone standing between them and Robin so the Batfamily (minus Bruce and Alfred who are out of town) scramble to keep their youngest safe. They failed to realize until it's too late that the case the enemy is referencing was before Damian's time in uniform. Damian is forced to deal with the fallout of Tim protecting him and the family slowly crumbling at the loss as they wait to see if Tim's insane plan will bring him back to them. Damian's slow realization of Tim's importance to the family, and to him, is handled really well. Bonus points for the sheer chaos and fun that the Young Justice crew bring to this. It's not often a fic is able to capture the unhinged badassery of YJ98!

I’d Mistaken the Truth for a Lie, but You Cared and You Saved Me by Chemical_Processes

Summary:

Tim's been fixing Bruce's mistakes since he became Robin. It only makes sense that he'd step in when it comes to Damian as well.

Momo's Notes: Short but so satisfying! Damian POV of an AU where he and Tim's first meeting goes VERY differently. Damian is new to his father's household and is half indignant and half terrified at how Bruce is treating him (not abusive, just emotionally incompetent as usual). Tim is full swing in his "manage Bruce/Batman to ensure his failure at being human/grief-fueled crashout doesn't destroy anything or anyone" era and isn't going to sit by while Bruce speedruns burning down another father-son relationship.

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DANDADAN 182

I have a really bad feeling about this, i feel like something bad will happen and this is gonna be the last time Okarun and Momo will see each other, but I really hope it's not the case.

I'm kinda worried about Okarun's team too, i know Aira and Kinta are strong, they're probably one of the strongest fighters in their group but we don't know how many people in school CSG gave powers to. Right now, Okarun doesn't have any powers, Rin and Kouki aren't much of a fighter like Aira and Kinta, so if they're going to be outnumbered without Momo who serves as their strategist during battles, I think it's gonna be hard for them. I'm kinda confident in Momo's side, I mean Jiji and Zuma are there, Vamola, although she's underestimated she's actually pretty though and most of all, Seiko is there with them.

Also, CSG asking an alien to help him out is bad news.

[mya-valentine]

Hello! Could I request platonic Class A with reader who is strong as hell and has a bone quirk. They can summon bones, make bone structures, create bone-weapons and even skeleton armies to fight for them. They fight with a pair of sickles (like Death, from the Puss In Boots: The Last Wish) to add some variety to their fighting style. They come off as a bit cold and intimidating at first because of how brutal they are on the battlefield and to villains, but they’re actually surprisingly sweet ^^.

Bones of Fury, Heart of Gold

When you first joined Class 1-A, your bone quirk immediately set you apart from the rest. You could summon bones from your body to create weapons, structures, or even skeletal armies to fight for you. The sight of bones materializing from thin air, forming intricate and sometimes gruesome shapes, unnerved some of your classmates at first. Combined with your cold and intense demeanor during battle, you quickly earned a reputation as intimidating and even a bit scary.

Your fighting style was brutal and efficient. Wielding your dual sickles, reminiscent of a grim reaper, you carved through villains with deadly precision, summoning bones to trap, impale, or crush enemies without hesitation. Your skeletal minions were an added terror, creating a battlefield where chaos reigned as you commanded your forces with eerie calm. Some of your classmates—especially people like Mineta—would shudder after seeing you in action, unsure of how to approach you outside of battle.

But off the battlefield, you were a completely different person.

The first person to notice was Tsuyu. She caught you in a quiet moment after training, sitting alone, tending to some small wounds. “Hey,” she said in her usual calm, straightforward tone. “You okay?”

You looked up, surprised that someone had approached you so casually. You had become used to people giving you space because of your intimidating quirk. “Yeah, just a few scrapes,” you said, smiling faintly. It was a small gesture, but it was the first time anyone in the class had seen a glimpse of your softer side.

Tsuyu tilted her head. “You fight really hard out there, ribbit. But you seem different when you’re not fighting.”

You blinked, a little thrown off by her observation. “I… guess I don’t like being too harsh with people unless I have to be.” You chuckled, rubbing the back of your neck. “The villains don’t really give us a choice though, do they?”

That conversation marked the beginning of the class realizing that beneath your cold, battle-hardened exterior, you were surprisingly sweet and thoughtful.

After that, more of your classmates started warming up to you. Momo admired your discipline and dedication to mastering your quirk, often discussing different strategies with you during training. She found your ability to create bone structures fascinating and started brainstorming ways to combine her creations with your powers during team exercises.

Kirishima was all about your strength. “Dude, you’re so manly!” he’d shout during training, his eyes practically sparkling whenever you summoned your bone sickles. “I’ve never seen anyone fight like you! The way you’re able to turn your quirk into weapons is insane!”

Even Bakugou, who rarely gave compliments, would grunt approvingly after seeing you in battle. “You’re not bad,” he’d mutter, which from him was practically a glowing review.

Your skeletal army also caught the attention of the more strategic thinkers in the class. Izuku couldn’t stop muttering to himself about the potential applications of your quirk, imagining scenarios where your army could be used to protect civilians or overwhelm enemies in large-scale battles.

Outside of battle, you made a conscious effort to be kinder to your classmates, which didn’t go unnoticed. You’d offer to help with studying or step in to assist someone struggling during training. Your sweetness caught them off guard, as it was such a stark contrast to the brutal way you fought. You'd offer words of encouragement when someone was down, or give small but meaningful compliments that always lifted spirits.

“I never thought you’d be so… gentle,” Ochako admitted one day during lunch.

“Yeah,” Kaminari chimed in, “you’re like, totally terrifying on the battlefield, but you’re actually kind of a softie, aren’t you?”

You couldn’t help but laugh, a genuine, lighthearted sound that made a few of your classmates blink in surprise. “I guess I save all the scary stuff for the villains,” you said with a smirk.

Even though you had started out as intimidating and cold, your true personality began to shine through as your classmates got to know you. They realized that the brutal, bone-wielding warrior who fought with sickles like Death itself wasn’t the whole story. Beneath that exterior, you were kind, supportive, and deeply loyal to your friends.

When the class had to face a particularly tough villain during a training exercise, everyone was ready to stand by your side. “We’ve got your back,” Todoroki said, cool as always. “You don’t have to do this alone.”

With your bone army at the ready, and your classmates rallying around you, you felt more supported than ever. You might have been intimidating on the battlefield, but here, with your friends, you didn’t need to be scary. You just needed to be you.

And that was more than enough.

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Masterlist

[loosescrewslefty]

Over the course of the latest chapters of Dandadan, I have become increasingly convinced that Count Saint Germain/Sanjome-sensei is actually a red herring, and there is another true villain behind the scenes who is actually the one manipulating the weak and desperate students and teachers and blackmailing Kouki to do his bidding.

For one thing, Tatsu can never quite resist the urge to tease us in advance about story beats that end up being dismissed at the time they are said, but wind up as important details when you go back to have a second look, which is one of the reasons Dandadan has such high rewatch/reread value. And in one of the latest chapters, it is basically all but SAID that as suspicious as he might be, Germain has not done anything that actually proves he is an enemy of the kids yet;

And looking back carefully, this is true of EVERYTHING that involves Count Saint Germain. When we are first introduced to him, the visuals and the fact that the Serpoians are concerned about what his presence means leads everyone to believe that he is a new enemy who has been helping the Kurs. But this information was relayed to the readers by the Serpoians. And not Rokuro, who defected from the hivemind, but the other Serpoians who still are not on friendly terms with the protagonists for obvious reasons. Also despite the implications we are left with after his introduction, we never SEE Germain helping any enemy forces and nothing in what was said actually verifies that even the Serpoians saw him as someone who was allied with the Kurs. Literally the only statement of fact is that he was present at some point while the war on Sumeria was taking place, at the same time the Kurs were invading.

And thinking about it more deeply, we also know for a fact that the Sumerian were losing the war-quite badly, mind you- when Vamola was sent to Earth, and yet by the time the Invasion arc ends we find out the remaining Sumarians are heading to Earth via spaceships to find Vamola.

So now the question to ask is what could have happened on Sumeria to change the tides of war so drastically? From this;

To this, in what appears to have been just a matter of months after YEARS of unsuccessfully fighting off the Kurs;

But even more damning than the speculation above is the facts, and the facts are that the man who threatened Kouki and gave Hase his powers does not have the same manner of speaking as Germain.

When he is pretending as Sanjome-sensei, Germain's speech patterns are extremely awkward and littered with bizarre slang;

And when he is himself, Germain's speech patterns are formal and old fashion with much more flowery dialog;

But the person we see harrassing Kouki and tempting Hase into taking the power he was offered doesn't speak like this. Either of these styles. Not even close. His speech patterns are more casual and almost thug-like in his deliveries.

A change this drastic would be hard to fake unless you are an extremely good actor. And from what we've seen of his attempts to blend in as Sanjome, acting is NOT a skill Germain excels at. Which means it is someone else who is pulling the strings and targeting Momo and Seiko's powers and Germain is pulling attention away from that person so the audience doesn't catch on before that fact is revealed to us. So who is the mystery person handing out the knives to everyone, and if Germain isn't the villain we first assumed him to be, then what is his ultimate role in the story being told?

[serxinns]

Fins and magic~

Yandere Mermaid 1a x mage gn reader!

Glad to be in @lady-ashfade collab event I hope you enjoy!

In a world where mystical creatures like unicorns, witches, dragons other animals that people think weren't real are considered rare valuable treasures or pieces of history that need to be protected and cherished, which sounds good but it was way more darker

Since people discovered that even a picture of a creature worth over 200k dollars people started to try and hunt down the creatures and take them to labs to study which can be described as hell and torture so mystical creatures are forced to hide their powers and change their identity to look more "socially acceptable" in order not to get caught

And thats where you came in you're just a regular high school student who lives alone with their pet cat in a small cozy house by the tides and beaches the reason you live out here but you like the water and view and there are more special items that can go to your potions, you would collect seashells washed up seaweed, sea plants and more! To the point people looked at you, some called you weird and some called you an explorer which gave you the nickname sea collector you didn't really mind the name and you honestly thought it was cool!

One day while you were gathering some items on the beach this time it was some seaweed for a potion-breathing potion you heard someone whimpering and smashing around you looked around to see where the noise came from and you landed on a small Rocky Hill peaked down to see a girl with a single black ponytail with Rudy red tail crushed under some rocks squirming helplessly

You looked around to see if the coast was clear and slid down to help her when the mermaid saw you her claws came out and started hissing and growling "Hey hey I'm just here to help you I swear" You slowly went up to her trying to feel of the rock her tails crushed under and you heard her hissed turned into a whine in distress "it's ok...I'm gonna help you I swear!" You said with a reassuring smile the mermaid calmed down a bit still in pain but seemingly trusting the human

You then begin trying to lift up the rocks you manage to pry off 2 out of the 3 rocks the 3rd rock tho was budged in there deep so using your hands was useless, you then got a stick and tried wedging it between the rocks then pushing down on it trying to open the gap enough for the mermaid to finally free itself quickly crawling its way into the water safety while you cheered for her at the end of the shore

You were about to walk away when you saw something shiny and round In the water you squinted your eyes a bit realizing it was a big pinkish white peral shiny brightly in the moonlight you held it observing it looking around to where it came from and saw there you saw the mermaid again smiling at you then disappearing into the sea

It's been a couple of days since you didn't see the mermaid again but her pearl still shined brightly ever since the day it was handed to you

But Other than that, everything's been acting weird around you, like there would be small pieces of jewelry and other stuff suddenly washing up in front of you, whenever you leave your stuff at the shore like your sock, pen, marbles, etc it's suddenly gone never to be returned and you swore you put it far away from the water

Another then if you would multiple figures from, the water watching staring directly at your house for a few seconds then jumping back Into the water .... Yeah after that incident you started making sure your doors and windows were locked up shut before you sleep

....

Momo couldn't stop thinking about you, your soft h/c hair, your adorable face, your everything! She just couldn't! She would always watch you from afar behind a rock Watching as you observe a piece of an item washing up on the shore momo blushed she had never seen a cute little mage like you she just wanted you to take you down with her so you could be with her forever but reality struck knowing humans and mages can't survive I the water

Izuku was the 1st to know his friend's strange behavior Watching how she suddenly left after the pod dinner and brought a piece of the fish to the shore when he asked her one time she said she was going to feed the shark mermaids which was weird since Kirishima, is the only shark mermaids they know for now

Izuku then talked about it with Iida and I thought it was weird too so the Two boys followed Momo one day and hid behind a rock behind her, a hour has pass as they saw nothing, iida just thought that momo just wanted to watch the humans so when he was about to swim out of his hiding spot nand izuku panicked trying not to blow thier cover all 3 of them stopped when they saw the human

Iida and Izuku couldn't pay attention to what they were doing like they were under a spell, you were so beautiful in their eyes the way you giggled and had fun playing with your pet and ran out, the way your h/c hair flowed in the wind, and the way you were running around without care so free in those things you humans call legs, the 3 mermaids were all so mesmerized by the new human they have to have you heck WANT YOU

Momo turned around and saw the 2 mermaids staring at Her human she snarled at them, causing them to flinch back "Why are you staring at what's MINE" "yours?! Since when did you claimed them?" Izuku said glaring at the female iida broke the two of them up "now its not the time to fight let us go before the other humans see us" izuku and momo both stared at each and reluctantly agreed

they quickly swam back to their cove where they were met with the other mermaid tribe all suspicious and worried about their whereabouts, iida then reassured them it was nothing but Izuku interrupted him saying they saw a kind human, a magical human! everyone then gathered around the three of them asking questions about the mage, "they were so lovely their laugh their hair and everything" "perfect to be a mate.." iida murmured just imagining the possibility while momo glared at the both of them

"Noah they sound so manly"

"and cute!"

"Maybe they'll perform magic with us!"

"Do you think they'll like dead fish as a gift"

"OF COURSE NOT SCOTCH TAPE THEYLL PROB LIKE WHAT I BRING THEM"

Ever since then the mermaid fixation was all on you whenever someone mentioned your name they felt warm and fuzzy they wanted you to be their mate their little mage they would fantasize about you having a cute little mermaid tail would it be black Would it be orange would it be mult color or a great shade of f/c? Yea thatll prob suit you!

But they were all too scared to come up because the two-legged monsters were prob gonna hurt them so they came up with a plan to finally meet you! To be their mate~

you were sleeping soundly in your bedroom the only sounds you could hear were your soft snores, your cat's soft purring, and the waves accompanying your room until the pearl started to glow brightly, you glanced at the glowing pearl and grabbed it, you grumbled trying to find an off switch "Follow the music..." you jumped hearing the sudden whisper in your ear you looked around seeing who was responsible but you heard it again this time it was coming from the now glowing pearl..

"Listen to the pearl follow the music"

You were confused until you heard some music playing You know where and tried looking around to find where was this music coming from, you looked out the window and realized it was from outside but it was cold so you grabbed your slippers, a scrap your jacket, the pearl and your staff and stuffed them in your bag and looked closely out the window one last time to observe where the song was coming from you heard some singing a male singing...

You look quite divine tonight~

Here among these vibrant lights

You slowly open the door and creak the open peeping to see where was the beautiful singing from... realizing it came from the ocean you grab put on your slippers get your bag and staff and quietly go out the door observing the beautiful singing It was so addicting and alluring.

Join delight surround us as we sail~

Signed yours truly the whale~

You then heard multiple people joining in the song not just men but women too... you looked around desperately to try and find the singing voices looking around in the water then suddenly you see it no them

Joy's Mirage's kingdom come

No one left at stake

You then see about 20 mermaids in the water coming together and singing a beautiful song your eyes widen as you go closer as the mermaids all spot you the mermaids are in shock at your beauty giggling and gossiping at one another about you, you then suddenly blush in embarrassment, Momo then swam u to the shore and reached out her hand to you, you hesitated since you spotted her sharp claws but momo gently smiled signaling you they were gonna harm you, you then pulled our your arm to the mermaid and she sniffed it a bit and hugged you tightly

You blushed and were adored by her sudden action it made the other mermaids jealous so they all swam up right beside her with open arms trying to do the same which you giggled "Guys guys! I got enough hugs for everyone" You then went up to each of them and hugged them, they then started to introduced themselves with gifts along side it as a greeting

Izuku: a con shell

Iida: a chain necklace with a cotton cap

Shoto: a shiny small crystal

Tsuyu: a shiny rusty fork

Ochako:some beatiful coral

Bakugo: a Shark tooth bracelet

Denki: a worn out watch and a kiss on your handn

Mina: a pretty pink dead seastar

Sero: a dirty looking doll that look like you

Kirishima: Shiny Rock

Momo: a adorable pearl necklace

Jirou: some sea flowers!

Hakagure: a Musicbox

Ojiro:a Cup!

Sato: some Gold coins

Aoyama: a Mirror!

Koda: a torn up plushie!

You put the gifts in your bag and thanked them when you saw how the sun was going up soon you had to leave "I'm sorry guys I gotta leave soon I got to school in the morning but we'll meet each other every day!" They all whined they didn't want you to leave them so soon! Momo even gripped your hand a bit hard but you Glanced at her and smiled "I promise!" You quickly got her hand out of her grasp and quickly left waving behind her they all waved and shouted bye at you as you left their sight to their sadness

They didn't want to say bye not yet not ever! They'll find a way.. they'll do anything for you to have you by their side forever~

Dolphin divider by @anitalenia (for the cute dolphin dividers!)

[gunpowder-gemini]

Hi I have many many thoughts on Dandadan and where specific characters are going in the story, so incoming ramble posts lol. I've got thoughts on Okarun, Turbo Granny and Kinta specifically.

WARNING: SPOILERS FOR THE MANGA THROUGH CH. 175

First up: Okarun!

So obviously he's lost his turbo granny powers bc he's a good boy who keeps promises, but him having yokai curse powers is like, half the concept of the manga right? (The other half being Momo getting powers due to alien abduction). So clearly, he's gonna get them back because we can't just have one of our two main characters permanently sidelined. The question is just HOW.

I'm pretty sure Turbo Granny is gonna come back, she's a major supporting character and she had a whole little montage panel of Reasons To Stay despite her saying she has none but I'll get into that in a different post lol. HOWEVER! I don't think she's gonna give Okarun her powers again. I mean, they're HERS. And she just spent all that time getting them back why would she give them away again? So Okarun can fight? She can use her powers way better than he can, so if they're needed SHE'LL use them.

I think Okarun is gonna develop his own spiritual powers like Momo's.

In the recent chapters it's gone out of the way to highlight how ridiculously fit Okarun is now. Like, SUPER fit. Most obviously in the fitness tests, where he blew everyone out of the water:

But also in the fight against the pygmies he easily kept up with Aira, who was in her yokai form at the time.

Which I mean, it makes sense that he got fit - he's been fighting for his life as an after-school hobby lol. Obviously continually training to handle Turbo Granny's powers AND fighting things would result in him getting incredibly fit. But they've like REALLY emphasized it these past few chapters. It feels like they're really calling attention to it, you know?

But that in and of itself isn't the real reason I suspect he's got his own spiritual powers. It's actually because he can enter Empty Space.

So per the Serpoians, Empty Space is something aliens create that only pulls in humans with high spiritual power so the aliens can capture and study them. It's why once Aira got her acro silky powers she could enter Empty Space.

Okarun's high spiritual power wasn't his, it was Turbo Granny's. He was able to enter Empty Space because he had her power, but without it he's just a normal kid. So once he gave it back he should be unable to enter Empty Space. And yet:

He's gets pulled into Empty Space to fight the pygmies. He himself calls that out as strange! He shouldn't be able to! He doesn't have Granny's power! But there he is! So he must still have high spiritual power!

I think he spent such a long time with Turbo Granny's full power inside him, utilizing it so frequently, that it changed him. Either it awakened latent spiritual power within him or left behind an imprint of itself, I'm not sure lol. But I think he's developed his own version of Turbo Granny's power. I think it'll be a bit different from her, but still similar (I don't think they're gonna give him a completely different power ya know?). I suspect it'll come with a cool form change to his yokai form, like a costume upgrade lmao.

Furthermore, I think this happened because of the Danmanra arc. During that arc, in the final fight against the Fairy-Tale card, Okarun went all out three times.

He's never been able to do that - it's been kinda implied it would kill him. But through the ~power of love~ he managed to pull it off, and I think it is going to have an effect/consequences. I think this moment here changed him in some way, and it might be the catalyst for him developing his own version of Turbo Granny's powers.

Further to that point is Count Saint-Germain. He cornered Okarun, got him to yield and clearly intended to take his powers, but didn't.

I suspect it's because he wanted Turbo Granny's powers, but Okarun no longer has them. I think he either doesn't know Okarun has his own powers, or he does know and is waiting for Okarun to properly awaken them before he takes them. I'm like 90% sure the Empty Space in the pygmy fight was caused by him. Empty Space is pretty clearly outlined to be an Alien Thing and while the pygmies are spirits/yokai/whatever, Count Saint-Germain is probably an alien given his affiliation with the Kur. AND he was the one who gave Keiko the knife and the mission to steal Momo's power. Since Okarun got pulled into that Empty Space, if pretty boy here didn't know Okarun has some hidden spiritual power, he sure does now.

Either way, Okarun yielding to him here is definitely a Chekov's gun that's gotta fire at some point, and I've got theories on that but I'm gonna save them for my post on Turbo Granny lol.

Anyway TLDR; I think Okarun has his own superpowers like Momo now and we're gonna see them awaken in this arc.

Thanks for reading!

[coldfanbou]

Mail Order Maid

Now this is a pop-up I would want. Here is the other fic I decided on for the week. I really got airhead vibes from Momo because of this picture.

Length 2K

Momo x Mreader

Browsing the internet with nothing to do, you flick through web pages and switch between apps until a notification pops up and covers your screen. "Congratulations! You've won a prize of your choice. Please make your selection." You had yet to click on anything to warrant a pop-up, but there it was. The ad was there to stay, too, as you tried to find the button to close it. A little annoyed that you can't find it after a few minutes, you restart your phone. It doesn't help; the ad reappears as soon as you unlock it. You sigh, scroll down to the bottom of the page, and click on the prize selection button. You see a bunch of small items that were pretty useless to you. You click on the mystery object, and the ad goes away on its own. You think how weird that was before putting it out of your mind. 

A few days later, a knock on the door sends you running toward it, expecting to have your new laptop waiting for you. At the front door, the delivery hands you a paper to sign; without a thought, you sign it and hand it back. He wishes you good luck before walking away with a dolly. You look outside to see a giant box. Turning in the delivery man's direction, he's out of sight, and you're left with the giant box. The box is heavy and impossible for you to move by yourself. "The least he could've done would be to leave it inside," you think to yourself. You try to pull it forward with your hands on either side of the box. You do this a few more times before the front of the box completely breaks off. As you look inside the box, you're surprised to see a woman sitting inside. She waves to you with a smile on her face. "Who are you? Why are you in a box? How long have you been in there?" You ask as you pepper the woman with questions.

"I'm Momo! It's nice to finally meet you, Master." The woman climbs out of the box, and you get your first good look at her. She has what looks to be a bandana wrapped around her head, and as your eyes move downward, they're immediately attracted to her ample bust. A shoulderless crop top squeezes her breasts together while the rest of her outfit consists of overalls. 

"Master? What are you talking about?"

"You're my master, aren't you?" Momo looks toward your door and reads the address. Pulling out a piece of paper from between her breasts, she unfolds it before showing you. "No, this is definitely the right place. You're my Master." You read the paper, which has your name and address written on it. You think it's a prank at first, but a partial receipt shows you someone paid a considerable amount to ship Momo to you. It only gave you enough information to figure that out and nothing else."What do you want to do first, Master?" 

Momo's question gets your attention, and you look back at her. She smiles at you, looking into her eyes; there's not a thought behind them. "I…get inside, please."

"Okay!" Momo says as she walks into your home. She looks around the place before sitting down on your couch. You close the front door and stare at Momo. She looks back at you and blushes. "Don't look at me like that, Master…but if you really want to… we can do it."

"What? No. How did you get here?"

"In the box?" Momo responds, trying to understand why you would ask. "Master, you need to relax. I can give you a massage if you'd like." She says as she stands up and walks to you.

"No, I don't need a massage." You try to slap away Momo's hands, but she pushes through. Once her hands reach your shoulders, you feel your stress melt away instantly and can't argue with her. Momo gets around behind you, massaging your shoulders and pressing her tits against your back. 

"It’s okay, Master." Momo calmly states. Her massage relaxes you, and you forget to ask her any questions. It was as if Momo had some special power. You tilt your head back, glancing at Momo only to see her smile. "Let's go to the shower. I can give you a better massage there." You nod your head, and Momo leads you to the bathroom. She strips you of your clothes and asks you to sit on the chair in the shower. You do as instructed and watch as Momo strips out of her clothes. She pulls off her bandana, letting her hair fall down. After that, she unlatches the button holding her overalls and lets the piece of clothing fall to the floor. Your eyes move up her legs until you see she isn't wearing underwear. Her pink pussy was out for you to see; her thighs were getting wet from her nectar. You get hard and unconsciously stroke your cock. As your eyes move upward, you catch Momo lifting her crop top, her breasts bouncing as her shirt pops above them. Once Momo's eyes reach you, they wander down and notice you're stroking yourself. "Master, let me."

 She steps into the shower and kneels before you. Her hand replaces yours; her soft, delicate fingers wrap around your shaft before she starts stroking your cock. "You're so hard, Master. Don't worry; I'll take good care of you." You start groaning, each stroke pushing you closer to your orgasm. Once precum starts to leak from your cock Momo takes a tiny lick at the tip of your cock. A jolt of pleasure rushes down your spine, and you moan loudly. Momo uses her other hand to start the shower, causing water to rain down on both of you. Following that, it finds its place by playing with your balls, squeezing them gently. "Master, you have a lot here. I'll make sure to drain you." Momo takes another lick at the head of your cock. She pauses momentarily, leaning down to kiss it before pushing your cock inside. Your new servant keeps her lips wrapped tightly around your cock, and uses her tongue to flick the head.

"Oh fuck. You're so good at this, Momo," you moan. You push on the back of her head gently, and Momo takes in more of your cock without a problem. Her hand plays with your balls as she starts to bob her head. When you look down, you see her eyes looking back at you, pleading for you to release your stress. You hold on a little longer, your cock twitches in her mouth, and seeing you weren't going to let yourself cum, Momo pushes your cock into the back of her throat. As you hit the back of her throat, you let go and spurt rope after rope of cum. Momo's mouth fills up quickly; her cheeks puff out as they fill with cum. The salty liquid leaks from the corners of her mouth before she can drink it all. The falling water clears away your cum before Momo has a chance to collect it all. 

She moves on. However, Momo stands and starts riding your thigh as she presses her breasts against you. Grabbing some soap, Momo lathers her breasts and uses them to massage your body. You feel her grind her lower body on your thigh and hear her soft moans. "I'll take good care of you, Master." Her hard nipples drag along your chest, and you start to get hard again. She feels your cock poke her legs and smiles at you. "My Master has so much energy," Momo says as she moves forward and straddles you. Your cock is trapped between your stomach and her cunt as Momo grinds against you. Your hands start to wander around Momo's body, moving down her sides before you squeeze her ass. Momo jumps a little but giggles. "Master's so naughty." Momo's breaths become labored as you continue to play with her ass. Small moans start to leave her as she rubs her cunt against you. 

"Momo, ride me." You say, commanding her.

"Yes, Master," Momo replies as she lifts herself. You rub your cock against her entrance before pulling Momo onto it. Momo's back arches as you push more of your cock in. Her warm walls are wrapped snugly around your cock; it feels as if Momo was made for you. Momo moans loudly as she finally takes your entire cock inside. She wraps her arms around you and rests her head on your shoulder as you begin thrusting. "Ahh, Master, you're so big." 

"Do you like your Master's cock?"

"I-I love it. It's the only one for me." Momo replies as she presses her chest against you.

"Good, you'll be getting a lot more of it." You moan as you start to thrust faster. You're holding onto Momo's waist, pushing her down as you buck your hips. With every thrust, you're slamming against her cervix, making Momo a quivering mess. Her walls tighten around your cock as she begins to cry out from the pleasure. You're pushing ever closer to your orgasm when you decide to kiss Momo. Her eyes shoot open, but as you hold the kiss, she begins to accept it. You begin to explore her mouth as your tongues rub against each other. 

"Mmm, Master. I'm going to cum." She says in muffled tones. You spank Momo suddenly, causing her to yelp in pain.

"We're going to cum together; hold it." 

"Yes, Master." She moans as you give her another hard strike. You stand up and press Momo against the shower wall, her legs wrap around you, and she places her hands on your shoulder. Being pinned between the wall and you leaves Momo as a fuck doll for you. You start ramming your cock deep within Momo, your thrusts going wild. Momo starts to dig her nails into your skin. "Master, please cum. I-I can't hold it much longer."

"Hold on a little bit longer." 

"I-I can't!" Momo cries as her legs tighten around you, and she orgasms. Her walls squeeze your cock, coaxing you. You give a few more thrusts before you follow Momo's lead and climax. You bury your cock in Momo, painting her walls white as you spew hot cum into her. Capturing her lips once more, Momo weakly returns it, her chest heaving and her legs dangling as she recovers. You move back and sit down, keeping Momo attached to you. You enjoy the feeling of her cunt trying to milk you for more. Some minutes pass before you lift Momo off you. After you shut off the water, you take your cock and point it toward Momo. 

"Please clean me, Momo." Momo nods along. She takes your cock in hand and drags her tongue along your shaft. Before letting go and letting your cock slap her face. She smiles to herself before taking your cock in hand again and cleaning you up. Her tongue swirls around your cock as Momo bobs her head. Once clean, she kisses your tip and tries to stand up. She nearly tumbles, but you steady her. Cum drips out from her cunt and runs along her leg. "Take a shower if you'd like, Momo." You say as you place her on the seat you used earlier.

"Thank you, Master." You leave the shower and dry yourself off. As you wait for Momo to come out, you think about the situation again. Whatever the reason for Momo to show up, you wouldn't fight it. You had a maid now that would take care of your needs. Momo soon emerges from the shower, and you order her onto your lap.

"Momo, I'm your master, right?"

"Yes,"

"Good. Then you're not allowed to wear clothes here. I want to have access to your body whenever I want."

Momo blushes, "If that's my master's order. I have to follow it." She stands up and drops her towel to the floor. You were going to enjoy your new life with your servant.

[soft-persephone]

A Fresh Start 1

Mother’s Milk x Fem!Reader

M // WC: 1.3k // warnings: eventual smut, potential descriptions of mild violence, but mostly fluff, mostly sweet, typical romcom shenanigans // masterlist

“I don’t wanna go to the party.”

You sucked in a breath, holding back a sigh of frustration.

“I don’t wanna go to the party.” 

You sucked in a breath, holding back a sigh of frustration. 

“TT, you need to make friends.” 

Life was not what it should be, especially when 8 year olds are worried about your social life and general well being. 

“Momo, I’m an adult,” you started softly, mustering all the cool calm collected and comforting and safe space energy you could, “and I take care of you. Not the other way around.” You put a hand on her shoulder, sliding it up and down her back. 

“Thank you for thinking about me and caring about me. I love you just as much.” You studied her, hoping you weren’t making anything worse, “but you don’t need to worry about me. There’s nothing to worry about. Go have fun with your friends, and I’ll be here when you’re ready to go or the party ends. Deal?”

“Will you at least be on your best behavior?”

You sighed. 

“Go play with your friends.”

“But I just—“

“Now, Mo.”

Kids. You shook your head and grabbed the tray of food you made per the list that was sent out. 

“You made it!” One of the mom’s wrapped her arms around you. You did your best not to look as uncomfortable as you felt. 

“Thank you for having me.” You smiled and gave her the tray. 

“Uhm, Sweetie. . . What are these?”

“Pigs in a blanket. Slightly charred A grade beef sausages, the mini ones of course, wrapped in a croissant dough, dusted with a caramel Dijon mustard and pepper sauce.” 

“They’re third graders.” Sheila blinked at you. 

You pouted with a huff. 

“They’re just pigs in a blanket!”

“Sheila stop giving her a hard time.” 

“Hi, I’m Tracey.” She looked back to you with a smile. 

You introduced yourself slowly to all the other parents. 

“So you’re Monice’s mother?”

You squeezed your hand. 

Of course they all knew. At this point who didn’t. 

“Uhm,” you took a breath for courage, “I’m actually her Aunt. Her mother didn’t make it through the accident.”

That’s what you had to call it, but it was far from an accident. Your dead sister in law and your brother in critical condition in a comma is not what you call an accident. Especially, when the forces that caused it had enough power in the world to prevent it if they weren’t such careless fucks.

But you couldn't say that part out loud or you’d get sued. . . or worse.

Some people gasped and you wanted to shrivel up and disappear. You wanted everyone to stop looking at you like you were about to break because you were, but it’s hard to keep it all together or at least pretend to with so many eyes on you. 

“How are you holding up through all this?”

“We’re uh, we’re good. Monice obviously needed some therapy after what happened, and she wouldn’t do it unless I did it with her, but I honestly  needed it too.”

Someone had made you a plate.

 The pasta salad was amazing and the ribs spectacular. It was good to be around your people. You ignored the growing ache of your family. You all had been in shambles since the accident. Your mother barely talked to anyone. Your father was angry, but somehow rather a calm in the eye of a storm. He was holding it together for everyone, but at his age, he did not need to be doing anything like that, and nothing you said calmed either of them down.

“And you’re doing this alone?” Someone chimed in with a hand over their heart.

“Well, I had a boyfriend, but I guess he,uh wasn’t ready. He basically said he couldn’t be there for me.” You realized that might sound harsh, so  you continued in an effort to diffuse the reality of your words, “he took me on a date to this beautiful restaurant we loved.”

You smiled at the thought, fighting tears. 

“It was all so nice. . .  And then he just started talking about how emotionally draining being with me was. How he didn’t want to start living with a kid and change his whole life around. That he still wanted more time and that it was just too much for him.” You picked at the roll on your plate. 

“I always thought I had more time too, but none of that matters. Momo’s entire life has been turned upside down, and she doesn’t know if her father will ever come back into her life or not. She’s scared all the time.” Your voice cracked. 

“And this past Monday I was on the phone with my therapist just opening up trying, just trying,  to get to a good place so I can be there for Mo, but she overheard me say I Feel like I’m alone and drowning with everything and that I just want my big brother back, and now she’s so worried about me being alone and always asking me about my friends not being there  for me like they were before and I just—“

Fuck you didn’t  mean to say all that. You don’t mean to cry. 

“Should we?” Sheila looked at Tracey  who only shook her head. 

“Maybe you should talk to Marvin?”

That’s all everyone in this community says. 

“I heard Monice used to go to a different school?”

You bit your lip. Unsure what to say. 

“She was suspended.” You said matter of factly.

“After everything she’s been through?” Tracey asked.

“Everyone experiences trauma different. I want to curl into a ball, stay in my bed,  and cry all day.” You sighed at nothing in particular, “Momo gets angry. Other kids still love superheroes and she lives in a world where superheroes took her family away. Long story short I’m in an office and they're telling me she’s a bully and has to go because her behavior is unacceptable.”

“That can’t be right.”Sheila said, aghast. “She’s a little black girl. It must be some sort of a mistake. You know how they are when we aren’t perfect all the time and I heard it was a pretty prestigious school.”

“I’d love to believe that was the case, but it’s not. She owned up to it. Told me everything and now we have to face the consequences of our actions, so bye bye old school, old friends, and all the other stuff.”

Everyone kind of stared at  you.

Fuck.

You said something wrong. Or you don’t look so heartbroken and beaten down and broken enough, Or was it your parenting? 

It was probably all of it. 

You got overwhelmed, you wanted to chill out, you wanted to scream, you wanted to cry, but you got through it. 

Doing your best to politely end the conversation and questions, you do your best to play along and get through the day, but you can only hold back so much. Your forget what type of world you live in versus everyone else and you say the wrong thing. Quietly, you make your escape outside when no one's looking. 

You looked out at the kids running around with large bubble wands and toys galore. 

Momo seems to be having the grandest time with another  little black girl. They chased each other with large bubbles, attempting to pop them on each other’s head.

She made a friend. 

All of a sudden your shoulders were falling back and down into something relaxed. You were exhaling a breath you didn’t know you were holding. 

Were you that tense the whole time? 

You shook your head and made your way to the desert table once more. 

There were these croissant donut things or some type of pastry. It looked so good, but you couldn't tell which one you wanted most. Between the decadent looking chocolate and the mouthwatering matcha strawberry. You couldn’t tell which one might taste better. 

You only wanted one.

“You must be related to Monice?” A rich deep voice interrupted you. 

You slightly turn around to meet warm brown eyes and equally comforting dark skin. 

Butterflies filled your stomach. You chased the feeling down by fiddling with your fingers, still looking at him so it doesn’t  come off as awkward as you felt. 

“What gave it away?” 

“You both stick your tongue in your cheek and pout when you can’t decide between more than one thing.”

You huffed a laugh through your nose. Your eyes rolling dramatically around not sure what to look at.

“I do not pout.” You crossed your arms. “I’m not a child.

“Well you're acting like one.” He picked up both croissants with a napkin and placed them on two plates. He gingerly cut both in half with a knife and swapped one of the halves. “Here, now you can have both.”

You held out both your hands. Looking at the plate and back up to him. 

“How-how?”

“What do we say?” He ignored you. Taking a step into your space, leaning down so his face was in yours and staring. 

“Stop.” You laughed but he didn’t move. 

“Ugh, fine.” You smacked  your teeth. “Thank you.” 

“I’ll take it, but you could sound more grateful.”

“Mm.” You grunted at him and took a bite of the matcha one first. 

He followed as you sat on the edge of the patio to continue to watch the kids play outside.

“Why don’t you come back in with the rest of them?” 

“You mean inside with the women?”

He gave you an unamused look. 

“You know what I meant.”

“Well, they started playing fuck marry kill for the Vaught dummies.” You picked at the corner of your paper plate, “and I excitedly yelled kill Homelander before anyone could say anything.”

You expected him to empathize. Maybe even give you a: damn, that’s tough. In the way some black men talk when they can’t express emotions, but what you don’t expect him to do was laugh.

“It’s not funny.” You muttered into your chocolate pastry as you took a bite. 

“What did they say?” He bellowed and  put his hand on his stomach. 

“Nothing!” You laughed as he wiped a tear. “And that’s what makes it worse. I sorta lied and said I had to go to the bathroom and I’ve been out here ever since.”

“Well it’s nice to not be the only one around here.”

“The only one around here what?” 

He looked at you. Really, looked at you. 

“Who hates Supes.” He said lowly, leaning in so no one walking by could hear you. 

You didn’t say anything and took another bite of the matcha one. You winced and he sort of turned to you, extending a hand as if he was going to hurily fix whatever was wrong. 

“It’s fine,” you explained with a lick of your lips, “the matcha one doesn’t taste as good when you take a bite of the  chocolate one before it, “it took me by surprise.”

“Oh.. right.” He put his free hand back on his plate, taking the piece of matcha pastry and stuffing the whole thing in his mouth, making  him look 30 years younger.  Like a really- really big kid.  

You wanted to tease him for it. 

But instead you handed him a napkin. 

He silently took it before popping his thumb in his mouth and placing it on your cheek. You held in a breath as he wiped it across the corner of your mouth.

“I—“ you started.

“Bad habit. I have a—

“DADDY!!”

A little girl squealed and ran up to you both. 

You held a hand over your eyes to block the setting sun. 

The man you wished you had asked a name of did his best to discretely lean away from you without his daughter noticing how close you were. 

His daughter didn’t notice, but Momo was studying his every move. 

Fuck, how were you about to explain this? Or rather, what is it that she thinks she saw and were you about to have a conversation you did not want to have. . . How much did she see? What is this? Was there even anything you need to explain in the first place?

“This is my new friend Monice! She goes by Momo or Mo!” His daughter went on and on to her father about every little fact about Mo, filling you with absolute glee. 

Kids had that effect on you. 

Whatever they were feeling  just filled you up to the tips of your toes on steroids. Whatever she was about to ask him for you hoped he said yes. Who could say no to her? Certainly not you, but other adults seemed immune by this supernatural power obtained by every child. How? You’d never know. 

It was your kryptonite. 

“Can she spend the night?”

“Or can she spend the night at my house TT?” Momo excitedly interjected. 

You looked up at, Daddy from where you were sitting on the patio. He had his arms crossed in thought but as he looked down, you could feel him telling you to pull yourself together. 

You bit the inside of your cheek. A habit you developed whenever you were deciding how to parent. 

“Maybe some other time when me and Mr. . .”

“Milk” He filled in for you. 

“Can talk about it? Okay?”

“What she said Janine.” Was all Mr. Milk said. 

Janine was about to open her mouth to say more, but Momo knew better and pulled her away with a sigh. 

“I can never have anything!” She frantically exclaimed as she dragged her friend away.

“But we —“

“No. We can’t!” Momo yelled back just to make sure you heard her. 

Kids. 

“You let her act like that?”

You narrowed your eyes and bit back a smile. 

“Like what?”

“Oh, you know what I’m talking about.” He stuffed the other pastry in his mouth and brushed his hands together to get rid of the excess crumbs, making sure they didn't hit his clothes, “you’re spoiled too.”

“What makes you say that.”

“Spoiled children raise spoiled children.” He said it matter of factly, like it was wise somehow, and pulled a wet wipe out of his pocket. He handed you one as well before neatly putting the packet back in his jacket pocket. 

“Sounds really funny coming from you.” Was all you said in the same casual tone he used before, taking the wipe and cleaning the excess sugar and sticky residue from your hands.  

“Oh yeah.” He challenged, crossing his arms. 

A cheeky grin slowly formed on your face. . 

“Not when your daughter is clearly a Daddy’s girl.”

“Let me stop you right there—“

“—Who clearly gets everything she wants and more from you.” You raised a finger to his chest and he leaned in letting it touch him. 

You don’t realize how excited you had got. Your cheeks were puffy with tears from laughing and your chest heaving from raising your voice for so long. 

“And you love it.” You added with a huff and parted lips.”

“Takes one to know one.” He huffed. Perfectly still and unaffected, a wall of calm, but you saw the twitch of his lip. 

“Look who’s pouting now.” You smirked. 

He pulled away from you with a smack of his teeth and a groan. 

“You got lucky.”

You curled your feet in the grass before you. Taking in the sounds and sights around for the first time, letting them wash over you, truly enjoying them since the first turn you arrived. 

You were lucky. 

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[lesbiankimdahyun]

Look at me

1.7K words (not proof-read sorry i was uh. Possessed)

CW: GP, voyeurism, light humiliation

[GP!Momo x GP!Jeongyeon x Nayeon]

Jeongyeon let out a muffled moan into the sheets as Momo mounted her. The younger girl grunted as she had her way with Jeongyeon, her strokes powerful but as gentle as she could manage.

Momo usually preferred pussy to the tight ring of muscle she was currently plowing into, but she had a huge soft spot for girls like Jeongyeon– girls who would rather be fucked by another’s cock than use their own. 

“Fuck,” Momo hissed under her breath. She knew Jeongyeon must be rock hard, and she relished in denying Jeongyeon the ability to touch her own cock while she took Momo’s. 

“All that cock and you’d rather have me fuck you instead of fucking Nayeon, hmm?” Momo said. She pressed her body against Jeongyeon’s back as she thrust into her, making Jeongyeon whimper in response. But it wasn’t enough for Momo. “Answer me.” 

“Y-yes,” Jeongyeon gasped, hunching her shoulders a bit. Her head seemed to sink deeper into the bedding. 

Momo let out a satisfied breath, a hint of a smile on her face. She pulled upper body off of Jeongyeon and adjusted her position, arching over the other girl now with both hands on either side of her body on the bed so she could keep her balance. 

She looked down at Jeongyeon, admiring her strong back and pretty ass. She gave it a slap, making Jeongyeon yelp while Momo laughed. 

“Hurry up,” a third voice spoke up. Momo glanced over and her eyes immediately lingered on the sight before her: Nayeon, sitting back against the wall on the far side of the bed, legs spread apart with her fingers slowly dipping in and out of her wet pussy. “I wanna torture her a little, too.” 

Momo almost came right then. She loved that both of them were so eager to tease and fuck Jeongyeon because they knew she would let them. It was so easy to make Jeongyeon hard, and even easier to make her flustered about it. Momo and Nayeon had no trouble getting Jeongyeon to let them both into her room that afternoon while cold December sleet fell outside against her bedroom windows. Light touches and words of praise for her had snowballed quickly and before they knew it, Jeongyeon was rock hard, bare and eager to present herself on all fours for the two of them. 

Momo felt Jeongyeon clench around her and closed her eyes. The older girl was always so impossibly tight, she didn’t know how she could always squeeze her cock just a little more like that, just enough to make her– 

“Oh fuck, Jeong…” Momo groaned, spilling her load inside her ass. She felt Jeongyeon go slack beneath her and she waited a few moments even after she was done before pulling out slowly. Jeongyeon let out a muted whine when Momo was finally all the way out and relaxed into her bed. 

Momo and Nayeon both watched as some of the younger girl’s cum leaked out of her. 

“Don’t get too comfy, Jeongie,” Nayeon purred. “I bet you want to cum too, don’t you?” 

Jeongyeon finally lifted her upper body up from the bed. She peeked over her shoulder to look at them and nodded. Her hair was wild and messy, some of it clinging to her sweaty face. Her cheeks were red. 

Nayeon crawled across the bed over to Jeongyeon. She ran her thumb along Jeongyeon’s lower lip before pushing two of her fingers inside her mouth. “Suck,” she commanded softly, and Jeongyeon did, taking Nayeon’s fingers into her mouth. 

Jeongyeon looked up at Nayeon almost immediately. “You ‘ere touching yoursel’!” she said, her words a bit jumbled with the older girl’s fingers still in her mouth. Nayeon shrugged. “It’s fun to watch Momo mount you like a dog,” she said, eyes wandering briefly over Momo's softening cock. “And to watch how well you take her.” She removed her fingers and helped Jeongyeon sit up. “I think you deserve to cum now, don’t you?” 

The younger girl nodded quickly, and allowed Nayeon to help her down onto the floor. She stood and watched as Nayeon placed a blanket on top of the plush rug that laid in front of Jeongyeon’s full-length mirror. Momo got off the bed and threw her t-shirt back on. She wanted to stick around for what was going to come next but didn’t want to be cold while she watched. 

“Wh-what…” Jeongyeon trailed off as Nayeon guided her to sit down in front of the mirror. Nayeon sat behind her, her legs spread open to make room for Jeongyeon to sit between them. 

“Here, baby,” Nayeon cooed, wrapping her hand around Jeongyeon’s twitching cock. Jeongyeon let out a hitched breath and sat back against Nayeon’s bare chest. 

“I’ll help you cum,” Nayeon murmured, nosing Jeongyeon’s neck lightly, “but you can only cum if you do what I say, okay?” 

Momo couldn’t help but smirk. This was going to be very worth it. 

“O-okay,” Jeongyeon said shyly, looking down at Nayeon’s hand. It was already getting wet with pre-cum. 

“All I need you to do is look right here for me,” Nayeon said, making Jeongyeon look up. Nayeon was looking at her in the mirror, and Jeongyeon looked into the mirror, too. 

“You can look at yourself or at me, but if you close your eyes or look away, I’m going to stop. Okay?” Nayeon said, a wicked smile spreading across her lips.

Jeongyeon whined and looked up at Momo’s smug reflection in the mirror. 

“Ah, ah,” Nayeon said, taking her hand away. “Did I say you could look at Momo?” 

Jeongyeon blushed. “N-no…” She looked at Nayeon again quickly. 

“Good girl,” Nayeon praised, taking Jeongyeon’s leaking cock back in her hand. “Keep looking right there for me.” 

Jeongyeon’s breathing slowed as Nayeon’s hand expertly squeezed and stroked her aching shaft. 

“B-but,” she breathed, struggling to keep her eyes trained on her own or Nayeon’s, “Why can’t I look at Momo?” 

Nayeon gripped the girl’s cock a little harder, making Jeongyeon’s hips buck. “Because I said so,” she said matter-of-factly. “But Momo can look at you all she wants. You like that, don't you?” 

“Y-yes,” Jeongyeon breathed. 

“You like it when Momo sees you like this, right? All worked up for me and so willing to obey,” Nayeon continued.  

Jeongyeon could only nod dumbly now. She wanted to look down so badly, to see Nayeon’s long fingers wrapped around her throbbing dick. It felt too good; she couldn’t help herself. She peeked down, but Nayeon’s hand went away instantly. 

“W-wait no, no,” Jeongyeon’s eyes were glassy, her voice shaky. She looked back up in the mirror quickly, cheeks burning when her eyes met Nayeon’s stern gaze. 

“I told you the rules,” Nayeon said firmly. “Do you need me to repeat them or can you be good for me?” 

Jeongyeon replied quickly. “I’ll look, I’ll be good,” she said pleadingly, and Nayeon smiled. Once Nayeon’s hand was back around her cock, Jeongyeon’s hips started to buck rhythmically up into her grip. 

“Doesn’t that feel good?” Nayeon asked. “I thought about letting you fuck me,” she said, running her thumb teasingly over Jeongyeon’s tip. “But I knew you’d cum fast after being fucked by Momo.” She hummed thoughtfully, watching Jeongyeon’s face carefully. Jeongyeon’s jaw was slack and her eyes were hardly able to focus on her, but she was listening intently. 

“Then I thought about letting you use my mouth,” Nayeon said, and Jeongyeon perked up a little. “Oh? Would you have liked that?” Jeongyeon nodded quickly, bucking up into Nayeon’s hand a little faster. “Maybe next time,” Nayeon said teasingly. “But I’ll let you look at my mouth right now if you want.” 

Jeongyeon’s eyes immediately focused on Nayeon’s mouth and the older girl smirked. “Can you imagine it?” she said, her voice soft and low in Jeongyeon’s ear. “How warm my mouth would be around you, and so wet if I used my tongue. Maybe I’d let you throat fuck me…” she trailed off. Jeongyeon’s breathing was slow yet ragged now; she was getting closer. 

Nayeon looked up and glanced at Momo, who was also watching Nayeon’s mouth intently. Her cock was starting to harden again. 

“That’s enough of my mouth for now, don’t you think? Look at me, Jeong,” Nayeon said. “I want you to look at me when you cum, okay?” 

“Okay,” Jeongyeon said, her voice nearly trembling. The older girl had fully reduced her to a whimpering mess. 

“You look like you could cum already,” Nayeon said teasingly. “Look how fast your hips are going, baby. I hardly need to move my hand at all now. I should’ve done this to you sooner. I should’ve invited Jihyo and Sana to come watch, too.” 

“N-Nayeon,” Jeongyeon gasped, thrilled by the thought of Jihyo and Sana and Momo seeing her come undone for Nayeon. “I…” Her eyes almost rolled back in her head but she fought to keep her gaze steady. 

“That’s it,” Nayeon said. “Listen to all that wetness, you’ve been such a good girl for me. You can cum, baby, just remember to look at me.” She leaned in towards the younger girl’s neck and licked her way up, her eyes never looking away from Jeongyeon’s as she did so. 

“Ah!~” Jeongyeon let out a strangled cry as she went over the edge and came, eyes locked on Nayeon’s as thick ropes of her own cum landed all over her stomach and coated Nayeon’s hand. 

Nayeon continued to use her hand to milk Jeongyeon for all she had, finally releasing her when Jeongyeon’s eyes closed and head tilted back from pleasure. 

“Good girl,” she praised softly, letting the younger girl rest against her while she recovered. 

After a few minutes, Nayeon and Momo both helped Jeongyeon up onto her bed and cleaned her up the best they could gently. “I’m going to start a nice hot bath for you, okay?” Nayeon said. 

Nayeon was busy in the bathroom, prepping towels and products for Jeongyeon when she heard the bathroom door open behind her. 

“Jeong…?” she asked, turning around. But it wasn’t Jeongyeon. She watched curiously as Momo stood before her, fisting her hard cock a few times in her hand. “Oh.” The corners of her mouth turned up ever so slightly, trying to hide a pleased smile. 

Wordlessly, Momo positioned Nayeon until she was bent over the bathroom counter and sink, legs spread apart. 

“Knew it,” Momo said, running her fingers over Nayeon’s folds. “You’re still soaked.” She lined her cock up with Nayeon’s entrance. “Don’t worry, I’ll be quick” she cooed. “Let’s let Jeongyeon rest a few more minutes.” 

[lacunammmm]

Dabi Was The Most Disastrous Thing To EVER Happen To The League Of Villains And Is The MVP For The Hero Team

Hiring Dabi was like Tomura being handed a knife. Trusting this guy and giving him leadership of ANYTHING was Tomura cutting his own throat. Dabi is a complete and utter fraud. The guy can't kill his way out of a paper bag. If he's up against characters who don't have a name, always bet on Dabi.

But if he has to fight someone who has a name and isn't just a background character who was invented just to die (like Snatch) then this guy is cooked.

Dabi is also a bum because he actively harmed the League at every step of the way.

He's the reason their hideout was rumbled. Someone saw Dabi leave the League's bar to go squat in the nearby abandoned building and called the cops. The cops investigated and later found the LOV base. He's the reason Momo and Awase are alive right now. Because he didn't have the Chainsaw Nomu finish the job and take them out. He's also the reason the Nomu lab got found out. Because he was the leader of the mission but he couldn't be bothered to check his nomu for damages and see the obvious tracking device that was planted on him. Momo was knocked out and had to wake up to tell the heroes what she did to help. At anytime Dabi could have destroyed the device, but he couldn't be bothered to look. He caused All For One to get arrested and undermined the League's victory in the forest camp arc. The heroes got a big win and All Might ended his career in a blaze of glory.

He's the one who puts his agenda ahead of the League's. The guy was absent for most of the Overhaul arc bbqing nameless characters.

He's the one who sent Hood to die against Endeavor, removing a powerful ally from the League's arsenal. That High End Nomu could have made mince meat out of other pro heroes who are NOT Endeavor, but Dabi decides to send him against the worst possible target. Oh, and of course this boosts Endeavor's popularity and gets people believing in him, right when public sentiment about Endeavor was low. The loser just gave his dad a public trial by fire that he won with a flourish!

And he's the one who brought Hawks into the League and failed to do any sort of checks on the guy. The disastrous first war was 100% Dabi's fault. He didn't bother to check if Best Jeanist was dead. He didn't keep a watch on Hawk. He didn't kidnap a hero or two and demand Hawks kill them in front of him, with the implication being that he'd burn Hawks to death if he failed to comply. This is standard stuff to sus out an undercover cop. The guy's lack of any sort of education really shows here. In a world where Hawks doesn't enter the League, they 100% win, effortlessly. They had the MLA join them, they had the doctor creating an army of Nomu, and All For One would have fully taken over Tomura's body. The only reason the MHA universe isn't ruled by the demon king right now? Dabi's incompetence. He's also a bum because he wasn't shown to be doing anything at all until he saw Stain's broadcast. What was he gonna do without the League? Sit and wait forever and achieve nothing?

He's also the reason All For One, Tomura, Toga, and Kurogiri died.

See, he had the chance to kill both Endeavor and Shoto but he decided not to. He said he wanted Endeavor to be awake to see his masterpiece burn, and since Endeavor passed out, he didn't finish the job. Oh, and guess what? He didn't kill Hawks, either. He couldn't even be bothered to avenge his homie, Twice. Had he taken out Hawks and Tokoyami, the heroes would have suffered IMMENSE LOSSES in this war and the entire war arc part 2 looks different.

Well, congrats, Dabi. You're the reason the first war arc happened, and you're directly the reason why the second one was a failure. You wanna know another reason why Dabi is the reason his friends are dead?

If he'd killed Aoyama during the forest camp arc, where we have ZERO REASON to believe he knew Aoyama was a spy for their side (as Aoyama was AFO's servant, not Tomura's) then Aoyama wouldn't have been alive to get outed as a spy, and then be used by the heroes to lead the League into an ambush.

Heck, he fucked up multiple times in the forest arc. He's the one who had a gameplan that left Mustard entirely on his own instead of keeping some boys at his side because his quirk is a one hit kill if someone inhales the gas.

His clone yapped and ran its mouth to Aizawa about how they were after a student, which is what got the guy to give the students permission to fight back.

He's the one who demanded Compress unmarble the students, resulting in them not abducting Tokoyami, just Bakugo.

He's got fire hotter than lava but couldn't be bothered to BBQ some kids to ensure they do more damage to hero society and aren't gonna be a problem in the future.

The guy can turn human bodies into charcoal in an instant, but his flames never manage to burn anyone the author cares about.

We call Dabi 007.

Zero 1 vs 1 fight victories.

Zero kills on plot relevant characters.

7 victims who walked off his flames barely worse for wear. The League would have objectively been better off if this guy never joined.

[cooliogirl101]

The dynamic between Hisana and Aizen in the exes au is really intense, and makes me want to ship it. But also, by that point in time, all of Aizen's actions are probably a giant X mark for Hisana's personal ideas and morals. Possibly if Hisana had met him much earlier? But that would have to be a lot earlier.

Yeah, in any event Hisana would not be the one to compromise on her morals.

But imagine if, in that world, Aizen actually won. He gets the Hogyoku, evolves into a higher being, defeats the Soul King, and at the end of it all, he just feels…bored. He won, there’s no one left to challenge, and he’s realizing he doesn’t actually want to be the leader of all 3 realms. He doesn’t care enough about the world to really want to change it but he doesn’t want things to stay at status quo either.

You know who never ran out of ideas on how to change the world though? His chronically power-averse, hates-to-be-recognized, hates-to-be-promoted, allergic-to-the-spotlight former lieutenant.

And then he realizes he has the opportunity to do the funniest possible thing.

“Don’t look so miserable, dearest,” Sousuke smiled. “Do you know how many people would kill to be in your position? How many people have killed? Myself included, as you’re aware.”

Momo glared harder at him, practically vibrating with rage.

“When have I,” she bit out, sounding angrier with each syllable, “ever given you the impression I wanted to be in this position?”

“Now, now,” Sousuke chided, sounding disturbingly like a disappointed father scolding a child. Or he would have, had it not been for the smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. “What kind of captain would I be if I never pushed you to challenge yourself?” He paused. “Besides, would you really rather I sit on that throne instead?”

“It would fit your gigantic head a lot better,” Momo muttered, but didn’t actually disagree. She narrowed her eyes at him. “Why are you doing this? And don’t give me some bullshit answer, tell me the truth. I think you owe me that much at least.”

“You and I had two very different viewpoints on how the world should be run. On what would make it a better place,” Sousuke responded after a moment’s consideration. “Well now I’m giving you the power to put your theories to the test.” He smiled challengingly at her. “Come on, Momo. Don’t you want to prove me wrong?”

(Rangiku: So you’re telling me he just…handed you the world on a silver platter. Just like that.

Rangiku: …

Rangiku: Well as far as apologies go, it’s not the worst one I’ve seen.

Momo: What are you talking about? He’s clearly punishing me for daring to disagree with him. Do you know how much work goes into running the world? This is just like when he promoted me to lieutenant. He knew I didn’t want the position and gave it to me anyway—

Rangiku: Because you clearly deserved it? Because you worked your ass off for the good of Squad 5? Because he liked that you weren’t afraid to challenge him? Because if he didn’t promote you, that would’ve raised questions?

Momo: What? No, it’s because he was trying to mess with me.

Rangiku: …I’m gonna shut up now because I’m getting dangerously close to agreeing with Aizen Sousuke and I don’t want that.)

[hellishgayliath]

MY NEW SON IS HEREE (and Pico's new boo cuz I have the power to do what I want) Bao the raccoon dog/tanuki yokai!

Things about him :D

-Helps run a tea shop with his grandma in the hidden city -Gets mistaken for a raccoon/gets perceived older than he actually is a lot of the time because of his fur markings (he knows it not their fault for not knowing but he gets pretty tired of correcting others about it so much) -Has the ability to transform his appearance. A lot of it is used when there's difficult customers causing trouble in the shop (ex: making himself bigger and take on the role of a bouncer) -Eyes glow blue whenever his magic is in use -Big fanboy of Lou Jitsu -Meets Todd in the hidden city and makes the decision of getting a puppy after talking with him -The dog he forms a connection with is a little akita puppy who he names Momo (whose name means peaches) she is a menance but she's cute so its fine <3 -Their house has a lil mini garden in it -Bao unfortunately does not have a green thumb and has no idea what he's doing when it comes to plant care (which is something Pico helps him out with cuz farming and gardening is one of his favourite hobbies) -Actually gets flustered pretty easily, he's just a big ol dork in disguise

-Bao and Gramgram Mugi are like if you got the grandma from Mulan and Tadashi from Big Hero 6 and just made them into yokai and gave em a puppo

[asktheoger]

Wo @ Aya: "After getting to explore the land in which you call home as part of your mask festival, one must ask - do you have any favorite stories or legends that you like talking about?"

”Mr. Wo!” Aya exclaimed, running over to the big mossy snail and wrapping him in a hug.

“Stories? Mhm!! My dads have a BUNCH of stories!! Most of them are about these really powerful, strong guys and a prince, but they’re all kinda boring. My favorite ones are about regular Pokemon who do stuff that I do!” The Ogerpon turned to her other friend. “Momo! What about you??? Did your parents tell you any cool stories???”

The Applin didn’t reply. His widened eyes were locked onto Wo, drifting from his shell to his fuzzy body and antenna. “A-A-Ay-A,” Momo sputtered, barely croaking out the Ogerpon’s name from his chattering jaw. “Th-that-that’s-TH-TH-“

“Huh? Who?” Aya’s brows wrinkled in confusion as she looked around. “I don’t see one…wait! Do you mean Mr. Wo?”

“I-is-is that w-what’s t-h-the monster’s n-n-name i-is?” The Applin asked, slowly backing away as he struggled to get his question out.

“Don’t be silly!” Aya frowned gently grabbing one of Momo’s shaking hands. “Mr. Wo’s not a monster! He’s my friend, and he’s really nice!”

“B-bu-but-b,” he sputtered, squeezing her hand tightly. “I-I’ve been-the village-th-the r-r-r-“

“Don’t worry about all that,” Aya gave him a smile. “Just try and say hi to him, please? He’s not scary at all, you’ll see!”

“I-I-,” Momo glanced at Aya over to Wo, then at Aya again. “I….I….,” the Applin squeezed his friend’s hand harder. “H-h-hell-ooo,” Momo croaked out, eyes glued to the floor. “P-please don’t e-eat m-m-me!”

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Featuring Wo from @the-feral-one!