#working on getting caught up but in the meanwhile

[readwritealldayallnight]

Saw the post of you asking if we had any tropes or ideas we wanted to see u talk abt and jumped for joy 🙏 … must ask . Do u have any thoughts on ghost finding out reader is pregnant 😋😋

I like to think Ghost starts having suspicions before you do

Wrapped around each other’s bodies, limbs tangled in the sheets as you sleep peacefully with your other half by your side, he’s never not holding at least one of your boobs in his warm calloused palms. You start to wake up with complaints about how sore they are however, his hands in complete agreement with his eyes; your tits have gotten bigger.

And though he hates to see how uncomfortable they have you feeling all of a sudden, and how you whine so cutely about how you need new bras, your cleavage spilling out of your cups, he’s finding it rather difficult not to appreciate the new view.

Next though, he’s noticing how strange it is that foods you usually loved, now have you crinkling your nose up in disgust, turning your face away from the smell, or worse, that one time you ran to the bathroom to spill the contents of your stomach, utterly repulsed by a certain odor.

But he forgets that you haven’t requested Chinese food in nearly a month when instead he’s trying to wrap his mind around how you want peanut butter and jelly on a cheeseburger.

He certainly doesn’t think twice about how you’re just tad bit friskier than usual, pinching his ass and trying to jump his bones more often. There’s never been a lack of intimacy or wanting the other in your relationship, but you seem nearly insatiable recently, using and abusing his fingers, his mouth, his dick, multiple times a day. There are no complaints on his end, your man always being borderline desperate for you.

It’s when he’s been away for work for the last two weeks and he’s walking back into the house and he sees you, that his eyes cannot deny the way you’re simply glowing. Radiating effortless beauty in a way he’s never seen before, which is saying a lot considering you knock the breath out of him every time he’s lucky enough to see even just your shadow.

You look so soft, so sweet, so perfectly his.

He’s searching for a cloth to warm up under the faucet, preparing to clean up the mess he’s just made of you in bed over the last few hours, when his eyes land on the unopened box of tampons under the bathroom sink. His mind starts quickly doing the math, believing that in theory you should have had to open this pack by now, when things begin to click for him.

Laying naked on your back atop the messy sheets, still catching your breath and coming back down to earth after the many times Simon brought you to bliss tonight, you’re admittedly confused when he comes back into the bedroom without the towel he said he was going to get. You’re even more caught off guard when he approaches you and lays two hands on the sides of your stomach, face approaching your abdomen with an expression of concentration on his face.

“Si what are you-”

“Love, I think you’re pregnant.”

He’s lucky you’ve been having the same suspicion for a few days now, waiting for him to take an actual test and find out, otherwise you might be smacking him upside the head right about now.

Once you do take the test however and confirm what he already felt sure of, that he had put a baby in you, he’s asking you why it isn’t appropriate to tape it to the living room wall for everyone to see, elated to share the news with those in your lives, meanwhile you’ve just decided he won’t be helping decorate the nursery, beyond building furniture.

[wonderjanga]

I’m a Big Fan!

Billy and Mary are both big fans of Bulletman and Bulletgirl. They even had action figures of them. This affected their interactions with the couple when they were in their Marvel forms.

Marvel: “It’s a pleasure to be working with you, Mister Bulletman Sir.” *shakes his hand*

Bulletman: *literally feeling like his arm is being nearly jostled out of its socket* “You too.”

So, yeah. Bulletman’s first impression of Captain Marvel was that the man was sort of overexcited. He honestly thought the man was pulling his leg.

Marvel: “I used to have your action figures when I was a kid.”

Bulletman: “You… did?” *thought they were the same age*

Okay, the other man was younger than himself. Bulletman would’ve thought the Captain had aged poorly if the man hadn’t looked so good.

Meanwhile, Mary is chilling with Bulletgirl because she can get away with it because she looks fourteen.

Mary: “Can I please have your autograph, Miss Bulletgirl Ma’am?” *holding out a piece of paper and a marker she magicked from somewhere*

Bulletgirl: “Of course!” *signs it with a smile*

Marvel: *longingly looking over, wanting an autograph too*

Bulletman: *narrows his eyes, wondering why Marvel’s looking at his wife like that*

Mary: *sees this look* “Can I have another one? Addressed to someone named Billy?” *magics another paper up*

Bulletgirl: “Sure.” *signs the next paper*

Billy gave her the biggest hug when she walked over to them.

Mary: “Cap, I got the auto- ACK-”

Marvel: *hugging the life out of her*

Bulletman: *watching in concern as she pats his back a bunch of times*

Mary: *using the pats to try and to signal he’s crushing her*

Now Bulletman is wondering if he has separation anxiety from his kid. She is his kid, right? Also he’s very concerned about Marvel looking at his wife like that. He didn’t know if he should be relieved or even more concerned when the man showed more interest in being around him. But then… The edits came. Edits of them. Together. They haunt his dreams. He wasn’t even sure Cap was aware of them. Speaking of Cap, he had built up a steady friendship with the man. He was actually a pretty chill guy if Bulletman ignored the times the man’s inner fanboy would rev up.

Bulletman and Marvel: *working together to fight a villain*

Marvel: “Gosh, this is just like-” *rattles off a random obscure fight that happened before Bulletman was well recognized*

Bulletman: *gets distracted* “How do you know that?”

Marvel: “Cause-”

Bulletman: *gets launched off into a wall because he was distracted*

Marvel: *i fucked up face*

So yeah. Cap can get caught up in it, but hey, the man’s still nice. Bulletman invited him to a barbecue. Cap brought his kids. Bulletman still doesn’t know if they’re actually his kids or not.

[heylittleriotact]

Emmrich is fastidious in his grooming habits and wouldn’t be caught dead (lol) looking anything other than his best at all times, but don’t let that fool you into thinking he’s afraid to get dirty: the man works with the deceased. Embalming people requires a strong stomach. If anything he’s the one stepping up to deal with the bag of extremely rotten carrots that fell behind the shelf in the pantry and remained there for a month before the smell got so bad *someone* had to deal with it.

It makes his entire DAY when the gang stumbles upon a corpse that’s been dead for awhile and he’s going, “The advancement of tissue gas at this stage of decomposition has turned his skin that striking chartreuse colour - if you gently press on it you can actually feel the bubbles snapping under the dermis! Give me your hand, Rook!”

Meanwhile everyone else is gagging or actually throwing up because of the smell alone - never mind the green bloated dead guy.

[foodtruckery]

I left a comment on Combat Baby because that fic is so awesome, but I’m here because I’m thinking about Stan in short short again. Ford would go insane, especially if Stan was wearing them *in public* where everyone can see what’s *his*. I think it’s even funnier if they’re both aware of their feelings but think the other isn’t into them/aware, so Ford is gripping his hands trying to act like normal brother and like he doesn’t want to rail Stan 10 ways to Sunday so everyone knows he’s taken. Meanwhile Stan is like “God I’m such a freak for wanting Ford to think I’m hot-“

I REMEMBER YOU GUEST ANON! and omg thank you so much for the kind words again, truly!! and this is. lol. maybe not exactly what you asked for, and i'm sorry for that, but i HAVE been thinking about the damn short shorts since you first commented and this is what we ended up with hahaha! i wrote this with either 30's stan & ford in mind or 30's stan and 60's ford, but hey, y'all read whatever you wanna read!

"Oh, hey, I couldn't find the exact coffee you mentioned on the list, but I grabbed something that seemed close? Got a small bag, so if it's shitty, we won't have too much of it to get through, but I figured somethin' was better than nothin' on the coffee front."

Ford was certain that in any other circumstances, he would be annoyed by that. There were complaints swimming up in the back of his mind - Did you even look? Did you bother to ask an associate? - but they slid away before he'd even tried to form any words. That was probably for the best. His tongue felt leaden and too thick in his mouth, and he wasn't sure he would be able to make it cooperate enough to speak if he'd tried. Even getting a short sound of acknowledgement out was more difficult than it should have been. 

When Ford didn't throw a fit over the coffee, Stan continued on, describing some additional adjustments he'd made to the shopping list and what he was planning to cook for dinner. Ford didn't really hear any of it. Hell, he couldn't even remember why he'd come upstairs in the first place. A question, probably, considering the sound of Stan coming back to the cabin and putting away groceries had drawn him to the kitchen in the first place. 

But he'd walked in, caught sight of his brother stashing jars and cans in an overhead cabinet, and his brain had started slowly filling with static. 

The crop top was bad enough. He'd seen it several times at this point –  enough times that he should be well used to the damn thing by now. But it was hard not to be distracted by the soft, exposed stretch of Stan's midsection or the way the hair on his stomach tapered down into the band of his pants. 

Jeans usually. It was usually jeans. Stan  had a tendency to spend the evenings around the cabin in his boxers, but Ford had only ever seen him pair the too-short t-shirt with jeans. 

He was not wearing jeans today. He was wearing a pair of shorts. 

A pair of shorts that pinched around his full waist and made his stomach spill over the elastic. 

A pair of shorts that stopped alarmingly high on Stan's thighs, exposing nearly every inch of hair and skin on his legs. 

A pair of shorts that fit just a shade too tight around Stan's ass, and were borderline indecent when he bent over to put something in the fridge. 

A pair of shorts that belonged to Ford. 

The realization hit him with all the subtlety of a taser, burning across his skin and threatening the stability of his knees. 

"Do you already have a place where you're keepin' shit like–"

"Where did you find those?" 

Ford wasn't sure if it was the fact that he hadn't spoken at all since he'd come into the kitchen, or if it was the raggedness of his voice, but Stan jerked his head up from the bag he'd been pulling non-perishables from. 

"What?" 

"Your–" Ford's voice stuck on the back of his tongue, and he worked his throat until he managed to swallow, curling his fingers over the back of the nearest chair to make sure he stayed upright. "Those shorts. Are those mine?" 

Stan frowned at him, confused, before glancing down at himself. "Oh! Yeah, I think so? I mean, I found 'em in the back of a drawer upstairs. It's like a hundred goddamn degrees out there, and all I got on me is denim right now."

Ford felt like someone was holding a livewire to his hypothalamus. 

"You– You wore those, my shorts, out? In public?" 

Stan squinted at him. "Yeah. Isn't that what I said?" and then, when Ford didn't respond right away, Stan shifted uncomfortably. "Uhh....shit. I'm sorry? I hadn't seen you wearing 'em or anything, so I didn't think you'd care if I borrowed them."

Ford could feel where his nails were digging impressions into the chair's finish, but he couldn't pull his eyes away from the shadow of Stan's bulge, entirely too apparent in those little green shorts. He'd been outside in those. In town, even. He'd gone grocery shopping in half of a shirt and shorts that had been snug on Ford before he'd even gotten his second PhD. 

Who had he run into? Even if the store had been completely empty otherwise, there would at least have been a cashier to see his brother parading around like an exhibitionist. And the odds were entirely too high that other patrons would have been present. 

Since Stan had arrived in Gravity Falls, he had better inundated himself with the townsfolk over several weeks than Ford had ever managed (or tried to manage) over several years. It made sense, Stan had always been the "people person" between them. But Ford also noticed the way Susan Wentworth always found a reason to nudge Stan's arm or pat his shoulder when they stopped by the diner. He saw the way Greg Valentino stole too many lingering glances when he thought he wasn't being observed in turn. 

Had either of them been there? Would Greg have seen him crouching down to puruse a lower shelf? If so, it would be impossible not to see the full shape of Stan's ass and the impression of his sack squeezed into so little material. Had Susan been shopping at the same time? Would she have devised a reason to put her hand against the exposed skin on Stan's waist to shuffle past him?

"Jesus Christ, are you havin' a stroke over there or what, Sixer?" 

Stan's voice snapped Ford out of the lurid green hypotheticals, and he cleared his throat. "I'm fine."

"Fine? You sure about that?" Stan said, sounding unconvinced and unimpressed. "Look, I said I was sorry about wearing your dumb shorts. Can I at least finish putting the damn groceries away, or are you gonna stand there scowling until I change?"

"No!" Ford said, entirely too quickly if the single eyebrow creeping up Stan's forehead was anything to go by. "I mean, you don't have to change. I was just...surprised."

"Yeah, I'll say," Stan snorted, turning back to the last bag of groceries. "Dinner plans all right at least?"

Ford ran his tongue out over his lips when Stan turned to the cupboard. He watched the green material shift with his stretching, the white piped hem hiking up just a hair too close to the curve of his ass. 

"Yes, sure." 

"And ya don't care about the coffee?" Stan asked, and Ford swallowed down hard on whatever noise tried to crawl up his throat when Stan adjusted the waistband of the shorts, pulling the material briefly higher and tighter.

"Hmm? No, I don't believe so..."

Ford very nearly had to reach down and adjust himself in the confines of his own pants when Stan leaned over and reached for something on the kitchen counter, giving Ford almost enough room to peek under the hem of those god forsaken shorts. It was a miracle he hadn't pulled up curls of varnish with his nails already. 

"You gettin' a good look back there?" Stan asked, shifting his weight between his feet in a way that made the shorts creep up between his thighs. 

"Yes, of course I– Stan!" Ford choked when the question caught up to him, and he could feel heat burning up his throat and across his face. 

Stan was smirking at him from over his shoulder now, giving his ass a much more deliberate wiggle. "Christ, Sixer, you are not subtle at all." 

Ford stammered, trying to think beyond the curl of Stan's lips and the crease at the top of his thighs that he could just make out. 

"...Jesus, you're also thick," Stan muttered to himself before reaching back and plucking pointedly at the waistband of the shorts. "You gonna come over here and see what's under them, or what?" 

"Oh..oh!" Ford realized, clearing his throat, though it did little to help how rough his voice felt when he finally rounded the chair. "God, yes." 

[quibbs126]

Okay, so I think I have some more ideas for that Transformers au, since that was all my brain let me think about during the second half of my shift

It’s mostly just about Megatron and also the Decepticon cause

Okay so first off, I think if I want to make things the way I do, I’m gonna say that the Decepticons are genuinely fighting for equality for Cybertronians, while the Autobots are fighting to maintain the status quo. It’s not necessarily to say all Autobots want inequality, and some are fighting in hopes to build a better future through more peaceful means, but a lot of them don’t really recognize that the system is or was that bad. And there are still bad Decepticons, either those just wanting to cause mayhem or are just looking for a way to better their own status, but a large portion are fighting for change in Cybertronian government

Part of what makes the Autobots the generally dominant force in this conflict is that they’ve got a lot of propaganda going for them and against the Decepticons, including that being why they’re called “Decepticons”. Not everything said about the Decepticons is untrue, they are willing to do less than savory things to achieve their goals if necessary, but the idea that the Decepticons are evil deceivers is largely propaganda

I think in my head, I want the war to be portrayed as an actual civil war and revolution. When we hear about them in history, yeah there seems to be a relatively obvious good and bad looking back, like with the American Revolution and the Patriots and Loyalists, but in the moment, when they happened, neither side was entirely good or bad, and there’s reasons as to why people stuck to one side or the other, because they were people, not entities with a singular shared ideal

The French Revolution might be a more accurate comparison to the Cybertronian civil war, but also I grew up in America so the AR is my big frame of reference and I don’t know much about the FR other than it being semi inspired by the American one and having a lot of execution. But you get what I’m saying regardless

But also if we want the idea of the Decepticons being “evil”, well you gotta probably add some propaganda to explain why that’s how they’re depicted

Optimus is someone who just wants peace and is genuinely a good person, but he was also raised on Autobot propaganda and was never in a position in life where he would have particularly suffered the system (though he probably did still have hardships, I just don’t know what). Throughout this story he learns to see the truth of the matter more

Meanwhile, back to Megatron, the person I meant to be talking about

Okay so I’m thinking that he’s from a colony or city that was at the bottom rung of Cybertronian society, though I haven’t decided particularly what his job was. It might have been a miner and/or gladiator (I’m debating gladiator to have that be a reason he’s high up in rank), but maybe I should do something else

But anyways, I haven’t worked out the kinks in his backstory, but his birthplace was under control of the Autobots, and he became emboldened by the ideals of the Decepticons and their leader (who at this point I might just make Galvatron), and ended up leading an uprising alongside his fellow bots to overthrow the corrupt leadership in their home, and being successful in this attempt. The Autobots were planning to launch a counterattack to reclaim the area, but the Decepticons caught wind of the uprising and managed to get there first, leading to the place becoming Decepticon territory and being under their protection

While not everyone involved decided to join the Decepticon rebellion afterwards, plenty being content to just have their freedom, Megatron decided to join with them afterwards, wanting to bring their cause to even more places amongst the galaxy

Megatron was a powerful bot, and one with a lot of guts and courage, and he has some skill in leading other bots, which led to him becoming a Decepticon commander. He’s also extremely loyal to those who’ve earned his respect

However his main flaw is that he is deeply emotional, and as such has a tendency to let his emotions overtake his logic and common sense, and that’s when he tends to fail and make the wrong decisions. This tends to particularly be a problem because his main emotion is anger

This is exactly why Starscream ends up getting assigned to Megatron as his second in command; Starscream may not be the most upstanding bot, but he’s very shrewd and very flexible with his circumstances, always looking for a way to come out on top, not letting grudges and emotions get in the way of things. Couple that with his extensive military experience and he was considered a good fit for Megatron, with the idea the two could even each other out

Speaking of Starscream, I’m flirting with the idea he may have at one point been an Autobot, but eventually switched sides alongside his squadron, but that’s neither here nor there

Anyways back to Megatron, he tends to judge people based on their character and direct actions rather than their skills and accomplishments. It’s not to say he can’t work with someone who’s highly skilled but an asshole, he just won’t like them

You’d think this means he’d be able to make peace with the Autobot squadron relatively quickly, but he has a deep hatred for Autobots (probably backstory related but again I don’t know the specifics) that tends to override that idea of judging by their character. Over time he also learns to let this hatred of the Autobots go, particularly because of Optimus as he sees the bot is genuinely good and wants to do what’s right

Also with that, I’m thinking he and Optimus have no prior connection, only meeting now at the time of the story. They probably knew of each other, but had no prior personal relationship

So basically they get enemies to lovers instead of the divorce arc. Well I mean, I’m not sure if they end up together, maybe one or both of them have other people they date. But you get what I mean

And yeah, I think that’s about it. I should probably go do homework now in all honesty

[jaune-submissive-and-breedable]

He was dying, there was no other way to explain everything that kept happening to him. Every morning he woke up and felt like shit, his arms and legs felt as though they had been stretched in various ways, his pelvis was always sore, and some mornings it hurt to sit down because his ass was sore. Not to mention he was always super dehydrated. He tried asking his teammates but they didn’t know what was up, if anything Jaune thought they all looked far to relaxed every morning. The only thing he could think of was the healthy smoothies Ren made him every night.

Jaune groaned as he slumped into a chair at the cafetaria table, hissing loudly as he did. Across and beside him, his teammates looked on with worried expressions.

"Are you feeling alright, Jaune?" Pyrrha asked, placing a hand on his back.

"Yeah Jaune-Jaune, You look like you've caught the plague" Nora chirped, taking a big bite of her pancake.

"ARrrggghhhhh.....I think I'm Dying" he asnwered, garnering stunned faces from his team.

"Oh MY OUM, YOU DO HAVE THE PLAGUE! GET AWAY FROM ME!" Nora screeched, immediately jumping from the table and making a cross with her index fingers.

"Nora, Jaune's not dying" Lian said calmly "probably just a bad dream"

Pyrrha smiled and rubbed his back "I agree with Lian. You aren't dying, but you do look like you've had a bad dream. Was it?"

The boy in question only let his head rest in his hand, eyes closed and a frown on his face. Grumbling some incoherent sentences before turning to his team.

"I....don't know.....All I know is I wake up with my mouth dry and salty, skin all crusty, my pelvis sore, and...I can barely sit down some times"

He looked at his teammates, all trying to surpress laughs and smiles. "You guys hear anything last night?"

"No sorry"

"Nope!"

"Unfortunately not"

He groaned once more and let his head fall on the table. He raised an eyebrow as he noticed they appeared quite chirping and refreshed every morning. It threw him for a loop, but he just chalked it up to them somehow getting a good night's sleep unlike him. Suddenly a thought popped into his head as he thought about his teammates. Lian's healthy smoothies she made for everyone before bed.

"I think I found the culprit behind my lack of sleep" he stated, unaware of his teammates looking at each other with worry "Lian......I think your healthy smoothies are giving me nightmares.."

The girl in question appeared shocked and apologized "I'm sorry, Jaune. I'll try to adjust them accordingly"

The three girls waited with bated breath for his response, each exchanging quick glances at the other.

"Fine......" they heard him say. Each released a collective sigh of relief that when unnoticed by the arc.

"Also try to make them taste better" Nora piped up, her other teammates agreeing with her statement, much to Lian's dismay.

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Later that night:

PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP

GLURK GLURK GLURK GLURK

From Jaune's bed, two feminine figures held his body in between them their sweat-drenched bodies. The two in question were Lian, at the head, and Nora at his rear. Both panting and grunting as they ground and thrust his sleeping form. Lian grinds her drooling pussy into his mouth, nearly going cross-eyed from the pleasures. Meanwhile, Nora frantically thrusted into his asshole with a pink ursine strap-on toy. To the sides, Pyrrha could be seen rubbing her clit as she watched her teammates violate her crush's body.

Unbeknownst to jaune, his teammates had grown affectionate for him. They would drop little hits for him like purposely forgetting to lock the bathroom door while showering

"FUCK! His ass is getting fatter every day!" Nora grunted as she roughly slapped the surprisingly plump and firm behind of her team leader. "Your training works wonders Rha-rha"

Lian moaned and leaned forward, using his chest for support, rolling her hips against his mouth. Spreading her juices around his face.

"Easy, Nora" she whispered harshly, "You shouldn't leave marks. He's bound to get suspicious if he finds marks on him"

Lian leaned forward a bit more til Jaune's cock was direct in front of her. The phallic organ still leaking cum from previous ejaculations. She took a long drag of cum from the tip, letting the unique flavor envelope her tongue before she pulled it back in her mouth. Gulping it down greedily.

"but.....I think he's becoming immune to the knock drug...It took longer for him to fall asleep today" Lian pushed herself off his chest and face, taking up behind the blonde's head. "What do we do if he wakes up one day? It'll be kinda hard to explain"

Pyrrha laughed at her teammate's concern, not worried about the possibility presented. Ceasing the stimulation of her clitoris, she rose up and made her way over the Jaune's bunk, discarding her nightgown to the side as she did. Seeing her approach, Nora pulled her toy out of Jaune's ass and back away, a knowing smile on her face.

"It's simple Lian" she purred as she positioned herself between his legs. Grabbing hold of his ankles, she lifted his legs high in the air, and in one swift motion, she pushed his sensitive cock inside her hungry snatch, aiming to take him Amazon style. Smiling contently as she felt him burst just from insertion.

"We convince him it's all a nghtmare~"

[annakacoyett]

for those of you asking for more on this au, buckle up cause its a long word vomit pool.

here you go:

so premise is basically instead of killing all of chuuyas 'human connections', verlaine decides to kidnap chuuya instead (similiar to the way chuuya 'disappears' in Wind Flower by AshBride on ao3). verlaine succeeds, but then a group of rogue scientists decided that these two are Very Interesting and want to experiment on them. chuuya sacrifices himself to save verlaine cause hey, they kinda Bonded TM through his kidnapping and this guy is basically his brother, and verlaine has an epiphany and realizes that hes a Fucking Bitch that needs to get over himself and appreciate his loved ones more. he then swore to find chuuya and redeem himself, starting by hunting down the scientists.

meanwhile @ the Port Mafia: Dazai is Pissed that someone took his beloved dog (Odasaku and Ango are Pissed by proximity); Kouyou is Pissed someone kidnapped her Lad; the Flags are Pissed because this Random A-Grade French Bastard took their bestie away; the future-Black Lizard trainees are Pissed because French Rando kidnapped one of their mentors; Chuuyas subordinates are Pissed because their boss (Who! Actually! Cares! About! Them!) is gone; the Other GoonsTM of the port mafia are Pissed because their favorite boss is gone; Mori is Pissed because now that chuuyas gone, the Port Mafia may actually be on the brink of unionizing because the workers cant ask to be transferred to chuuyas department and get fair treatment anymore; Elise is Pissed because her shopping buddy got whisked away; Q is Pissed because the only remotely tolerable adult is now gone; and basically everyones Very Pissed At Verlaine (they have a Verlaine Hate club).

chuuya gets experimented on again, and his kidnappers realized Very Quickly that the only way he would be experimented on is if he wanted too. so they used the other human experiments they have on hand (all of which are street children they also kidnapped) to force him into compliance, which works, and that went on for a while. because chuuya is a Smart Cookie, he bids his time, kills all of the scientists and escapes with the other subjects.

Dragon Heads Conflict happened and the PM obliterated the competition because everyones Pissed and needs an outlet. someone caught a whiff of a mass massacre happening In Buttfuck Nowhere, Earth, and because Dazai knows his dog so well, immediately went there to investigate, found evidence of Mass Mad Scientist Killing Done By Gravity, and is very hopeful. chuuya and the other subjects live on the streets in a nearby town for a while, The Sheep Electric Boogaloo ensues, but this time everyone actually loves chuuya and they wont betray him no matter what. then because we cant have nice things, one of the scientists survived, contacted the Evile Scientists Organization and now theyre hunting the subjects down.

the flags followed dazai because hey, theyre not gonna let him investigate their besties missing case all alone. meanwhile, chuuya activates Sacrificial Will Lvl. 1 and surrenders himself to the scientists for everyone else to escape. commotion grabs the attention of dazai and the flags, and they got there just in time to see a chuuya-like figure get on the Evile Org. plane. except that chuuya-like figure is blonde, is actually verlaine, who just smashed the Decoy Plane into smithereens. Angry Confrontation Ensues.

meanwhile, these scientists are actually SmartTM, so they had the forthought to move chuuya continuously through multiple continents to conduct all the experiments they wanted to and sometimes share him with the other scientists too. eventually, chuuya starts exhibiting suicidal tendencies, and the scientists are thrown into a crisis on What To Do When Your Ultimate Test Subject Is Very Successfully Attempting Suicide.

the massacre survivor suggests getting another kid experiment to force chuuya into compliance again. immediately got vetoed, because nobody wants Mass Mad Scientist Massacre 2.0 to happen. then someone suggested to create a test tube baby and use it for experiments AND chuuya-compliance. chuuya laughs and says he'd kill the baby so they wont cause it suffering, and they know he has the abiltity to burn their place to the ground if hes pissed enough so it went on pause for a while. one bright egg went hey! chuuya used to have a partner, so why dont we make a baby from that guys dna?

so they drugged chuuya into oblivion for the next 9 months, made a baby from chuuya's dna and dazai's dna (ambiguously acquired), then showed chuuya the results. chuuya didnt believe them until the baby opened her eyes, because he'd recognize that fishy stare anywhere. immediately went into protective feral mama bear mode, named her fumiya, and raised her himself in the lab.

outside, mimic doesnt even get the CHANCE to cause trouble because they had a connection with Evile Scientist Org and dazai fucking decimates them on his way to find info about chuuya's wearabouts. then kills mori because he caught wind via ango (who realizes early on that his friends were much more important than the government) that mori was planning to use odasaku to eliminate mimic in exchange for a skilled business permit. dazai becomes boss, everyone cheers, elise is still around because shes elise, and a fuck mori banquet was held with a VIP invitation sent to one Yosano Akiko. yes, the japanese gov still gives dazai his skilled business permit. PM and ADA truce happens much earlier because dazai wants odasaku to live in the light and fukuzawa actually likes dazai as boss. pianoman gets promoted as executive and the boss' temporary right hand. ango goes back to the SAD but reports Important Shit The PM Needs To Know to dazai when he deems appropriate. verlaine broods in the PM's basement while continuing to search for chuuya.

back in the lab, the scientists acquired more kidnapped ability children because theyre working with fyodor now and need more subjects for their new anti-ability drugs. fumiya is chronologically four, but biologically and mentally eleven due to experiments. they also made another skk baby two years after they made fumiya, a boy named shuuji (chronologically two, but biologically nine also due to experiments). chuuya took care of them all with the help of some kinder lab people that didn't really know better when they signed up for this job (yes they are innocent college grads in their twenties that really should have read their employment contracts). during a big subject move-out to russia, chuuya hijacks the plane and escapes with everyone on board (a plan years in the making since fumiya was born). they landed in france, and went into hiding.

They managed to stay hidden for nearly a year, moving around with Adam's, a robo Europole agent chuuya befriended One Sunny Day, help. that was until a crazy white clown terrorist shows up unannounced with a giant ICBM, and chuuya yeets everyone to safety before being blown up. incident made international headlines, and immediately sets the Ev.Sci.Org. onto the escapees trail as they were seen on screen. adam moved them around europe and america for a while until shit dies down.

at one stay, fumiya saw some Ev.Sci.Org. agents chasing down a group of people whose NOT one of them but were clearly ex-subjects, and saves them via bashing the Ev.Sci.Org. agents heads in with a nearby baseball bat. everyone then has to flee because no one wants fumiya to get a mass homicide charge. turns out the group she saved was The Sheep Electric Boogaloo, and they were also STILL running away from Ev.Sci.Org. because turns out, ability users arent as common as grass so the Ev.Sci.Org. needs to put in ALOT more effort into recapturing their escapees than kidnapping new ones.

adam relocates them to suribachi city because no sane Ev.Sci.Org. agent would dare to step foot into yokohama with the bloodthristy port mafia and verlaine just waiting to grill them about chuuya. they all lay low, and try not to cause trouble. except thats hard because its suribachi and all these gangs want to extort them and fuck they just wanted one day to go by without having to deal with stupid bullshit please? unsurprisingly, neither shuuji, fumiya or anyone in the Second Batch Of Experiment Kids can stand this (as they were basically raised by chuuya), and so they start kicking ass and taking names of all the bitches that tried to mess with them (just to be clear, they didnt start shit, these assholes just wanted to fuck around and find out). The Sheep Electric Boogaloo felt ResponsibleTM for these little menances and started teaching them The Way Of The Street Kid Via Hands On Experience.

(note: shuuji is best friends/rivals/enemies with one of the girls in the Sheep Electric Boogaloo group, named eris (everyone calls her eri because she hated the extra 's' in her name), and their relationship started with him being roundhouse kicked by her after thinking it was a good idea to dump paint on her head as a prank. fumiya has an ongoing situationship with her bestie rin (fullname asterin) who was the first person fumiya met outside of chuuya (rin was kidnapped and sold to the Ev.Sci.Org.). yes, both skk lovechildren developed soukoku- and rimlaine-esque relationships with their best friends.)

soon enough, suribachi city gangs were buzzing about a group of demonspawns raining hell down upon the heads of any transgressors, retaliating ten times as hard as they were attacked, and goddamn, doesnt this sound familiar? cut to the king of sheep himself, we find out that chuuya survives the ICBM that nikolai dropped on their heads and is missing chunks of his body thats slowly regenerating. to help speed up this regeneration, the rats and Ev.Sci.Org. put him in a recovery tank. which means nobody can experiment on him unless they want him to Drop Dead Without The Gorgeous. so now its the waiting game.

fumiya has a brain for warefare and politics just like her other dad, plus chuuyas strength and empathy, so the group naturally defers to her whenever trouble arises. shuuji is a sassy, tactical genius that uses his creative mind for pranks, and nags eri into helping him with said pranks (whenever the target of said pranks were insufferable assholes that extort and beat up others that are trying to survive, eri was suspiciously quick to fall for shuujis 'tricks'). the gangs sees this, and soon the rumors of the red devil leading hell's legion of monsters in the heart of suribachi city spreads like wildfire (they are referred to as the Murder [of Crows]).

PM and ADA catches onto this, both dazai and ranpo Are Very InterestedTM for a myriad of personal reasons. Cut to Kyouka listening to Kouyou talk about her little brother, was showed a pic of chuuya, then she snuck out of the courtesan house Because She's BoredTM only to immediately run into shuuji and fumiya at the park, then starts a conspiracy theory board (she needs to cope with her parents deaths, okay?) about how these two random kids that Looks Suspiciously Like Kouyou's Brother Chuuya And Her Boss Dazai's Love Children she befriended were actually skk love children. she showed it to Gin and Akutagawa during a training session, and the Aku siblings get heart attacks. kyouka's conspiracy board was then distributed through the grapevine and everyone gets heart attacks because fuck, these two Random Kids do look like skk's lovechildren, don't they? PM executives and ADA didn't get the memo for some reason.

timeskip to start of bsd, where a newly-escaped atsushi decided to wander into the city, pitifully attempts to mug Odasaku and gets adopted by the ADA. the guild thinks its a good idea to invade yokohama via suribachi and gets their ass handed to them by both the ADA-PM defense squad and a group of Murder kids that happen to be present, led by eri (no fumiya or shuuji though). the kids are then brought to the nearest safe site to give their statement and be questioned about the Murder, which happens to be the PM tower. dazai is present at the conference room where the ADA was talking to the kids. they give their statements but refused to answer shit about the Murder.

Eri starts a three-way argument with dazai and ranpo about something, and dazai is struck with how similar eri acts to chuuya (complete conconindence because they have similiar personalities). the other Murder kids are moving towards the windows while Eri distracted the adults, and eri looks up at the shadowed part of the conference room ceiling and says 'took you long enough, you quack bastard'. everyone jumps a good five feet in the air when outta no where, shuuji plops down from the ceiling in the most demonic way possible. both the Plot Important PM executives and the ADA got the shock of their lives when a mini-dazai-with-blue-eyes does the Demon Prodigy StareTM with everyone while he and eri bicker in a eerily similar fashion to skk back in the day.

while the adults were reeling from that shock, imagine their surprise when all of a sudden, the conference room windows cracked. those things were Top Of The Line Bomb Proof Glass Limited Edition Made By the PM's R&D department so they were STURDY. before they can recover, the kids start shooting at the glass with the pickpocketed guns they nicked from the mafia escorts that accompanied them, and broke the glass. then not even a second later all of the kids jumped out of the window, eri and shuuji jumped last with twin shit eating grins and both were flipping the adults off, causing mass panic. before anyone can recover, a small fire-haired green-hoodied figure that shared a face with chuuya fell past the windows, causing dazai to go through FlashbacksTM. when they all gathered around the windows to see the children being blanketed by a red-purple and blue-purple glow, and they all started flying towards suribachi without ever touching the ground.

fumiya, shuuji, eri and all the kids scuttled back into suribachi, while the PM were hunting the nakahara sibs down because they need to solve the mystery of Why The Hell Are The Two Of Them So Familiar. then someone realized: hey! its the two on the skk lovechildren conspiracy board! sure enough, kyouka gets asked to bring her conspiracy board to the next executive meeting and staring back at everyone is a mini-chuuya-with-dazais-eyes and a mini-dazai-with-chuuyas-eyes. then the guild apparently didn't get the memo and tried to recreate Failed Yokohama Invasion Electric Boogaloo with the Moby Dick, but was stopped with the trio of kyouka-atsushi-akutagawa. dazai then allows the ADA to take kyouka as one of their own, in return for a no-questions-asked heal-ticket from yosano.

while the moby dick was getting gunned down with no mercy: q gets kidnapped, the flags get dispatched to save them, q gets connected to all of yokohamas trees and all of them screamed bloody murder, one of the Murder kids had a plant ability and was also feeling everything, fumiya and some of the older kids went into the forest to eliminate whatevers causing their buddy harm, meets the flags, Murder kids VS lovecraft lets go. Murder kids, being the smart cookies that they are, brought a bomb; and while fumiya, iceman, and pianoman tag teamed the hell out of lovecraft, lippman and albatross was coerced by the other hellspawns to transport the bomb inside lovecraft. lovecraft goes BOOM, the day is saved, and the Murder kids hightailed outta there because they dont fucking want the PM to be even more interested in them, no siree.

but now both the PM AND ADA were Extremely Concerningly Interested in them, and one random day kenji was seen shoving an Very Official letter into a flabbergasted Muder kid's hand. on the other side of yokohama, near the ports, another Murder kid checked their pockets after getting bumped into only to find an Very Fancy embossed envelope that Was Definitely Not There Before. the two brought the letter and the envelope to fumiya, who opens them after calling for an emergency meeting to find two invitations to meet with the respective organizations to 'discuss a potential agreement'.

the Murder congregates, and in the end, by majority vote, they decided to RSVP to both meetings. some of the oldest kids will leave with fumiya to meet the PM, and shuuji will meet with the ADA accompanied by the younger-older kids. fumiya meets dazai during what turns out to be the annual PM Executive meeting, which ended up being some weird father-daughter bonding time where they both try to out argue one another; and shuuji meets with fukuzawa, ranpo, yosano and kunikida, which turned out to be a mistake because shuuji finds kunikida's whole shtick funny and was being a menace to society. fumiya and shuuji zoom called in the end for the dazai-fumiya-fukuzawa-shuuji square to argue about the benefits the Murder will get with the treaty agreements from the PM-ADA as a collective which sounds more like a court custody battle.

the Murder ended up receiving full protection and sponsorship from both the ADA and the PM, and in return, they agreed to help out when asked but reserved the right to turn any request they didnt like away.

what follows is an Epic Adventure in which features:

- dazai awkwardly trying to parent his chaotic children

- verlaine and kouyou ecstatic to become the rich aunt and uncle (they still despise each other)

- the flags becoming bad influences to the Murder kids

- kunikida dry swallowing aspirin because shuuji decided that annoying the man to death was his life's mission

- shuuji-eri and fumiya-rin pairs traumatizing everyone when they unleashed their full powers (shuuji and fumiya activating their singularity states, and eri and rin (with the support of the Murder) pulling them out of it) going up against shibusawa

- atsushi, kenji, kyouka, q, elise, aya, sigma, lucy, naomi, tanizak, the black lizards and a bunch of others getting adopted and pseudo-adopted into the Murder

- the Murder, PM and ADA teaming up to save chuuya but ends up getting saved by a newly-recovered-in-the-process-of-breaking-out-chuuya when they underestimated how insane the mad scientists' lab traps were

- soukoku has their moment and disgusts everyone with their unconventional mating rituals

- rimbaud getting revived because i WILL get my french skk/rimlaine fill if i have to fight god for it

- the double black fam kicking ass and taking names

- fyodor not standing a chance because:

finding the book while being opposed by the entirety of yokohama = challenging but doable

VS

finding the book while going up against that Fucking Test Subject That Caused His Permanent Migraines and his cohort, His Twin From No Father That Smells Like River Sewage and his mafia organization, their pair of demonic lovechildren and their cohort and yakuza of mini-monsters, Fully Functional ADA, the SAD, some other equally influential randos and the entirety of yokohama = death by Ultimate Migraine

- the Murder and chuuya taking great pleasure in burning the Ev.Sci.Org. to the ground

- chuuya being coerced into becoming dazai's dog-for-life-which-means-you-could-never-leave-me-again-willingly-or-not-you-stupid-hatrack-chibikko-slug-chuuya

- (basically dazai unsubtly tricking chuuya into marrying him and chuuya going along with it anyways)

AND THEY ALL LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER THE END.

like father, like daughter.

(dont worry chuuya helped his daughter kill the guy that leg belonged to.)

[storyknitter]

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[mojaves]

got tagged by @ruvviks and @roseeway to make some ocs in this picrew [:

tagging @lestatlioncunt @ncytiri @dickytwister @velocitic aaaand whoever else would want to do this [:

elza taylor / rafe taylor delaney foster / noah talavera xavier mason / gabriel mason

[o-wild-west-wind]

in my Stede Bonnet era (ignoring my responsibilities & fucking off to the waterside to sit with a cup of tea and my old sailing manual ft. my new best friend, Dryocampa rubicunda)

[birdricks]

birddaughter and morty episode please please please please youre nothing

[zukkaoru]

okay at 2am last night i had a sudden realization that after sigma touches fyodor and then falls back, there's no blood. when fyodor has used his ability in the past (in the ep with karma & ace, and then on the soldier at the end of s3) there was always blood, seemingly from the neck area. but neither the manga nor the anime seem to show any blood after sigma took fyodor's hand which means. i think they just passed out from information overload - ango said it's common when the amount of information transferred via ability is large. and fyodor might have estimated sigma would pass out, and then wake up after it was too late to save everyone, which would be far worse torture than simply dying

[loptrcoptr]

Went and saw welcome to night vale live yesterday! I don’t listen to the podcast anymore really, but I bought a ticket on a whim for nostalgia a couple months back, and I’m glad I did. I kept thinking about how cool this would’ve been for twenty-one year old me, I would’ve died to do that back in the day. It was a really fun throwback (and it hits different now that I live in Weirdass Desertville™)

I think the theme for the rest of 2023 should be “do shit/appreciate shit in 2023 that 2013 me would’ve died over having the privilege to do”

[audliminal]

Every now and again I start wonder if I'm really all wrong and I actually do have ADHD.... And then I play a video game with one of my ADHD friends and thirty minutes later I have never been more convinced that I don't have it

[cosmic-cd]

late night pokemon trainer sona thoughts

[dbphantom]

Hmmm lungs and throat pain. Don't like that.