#yep i decided to hell with spoilers

[ennaih]

Every Film I Watch In 2023:

182. The Nun II (2023)

[natsuminmin]

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆ CHATBOX LOVE -> kenma kozume !!!

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ NEVER MET! by CMTEN , glitch gum

synopsis; in which kenma is sent into a spiral after seeing a familiar username cw: deff slight angst, discord type-love , usage of baby , erm exes trope , kenma crash out , unproofread + lowercase , implied f!reader but can be interpreted as gn!reader , idk if its ooc but prob eek,

"and even though it's been a week, i still think of your face"

already? wow, a week since you had ended things with kenma. to him, it felt like months. years, even, which was why he decided to stop counting the days.

so imagine his surprise when he had randomly matched up with you in roblox.

he swears it was you, had all the the same numbers in your user, all the same accessories in your avatar.

he just had to type in the chatbox, he didn't care how desperate he sounded, he wants you back:

kod5uken : [baby? baby thats u right? its kenma]

skibidi1234 : [uhhh no sorry dude idk you]

ah. and then skibidi1234 left, probably weirded out. damn it, he was hallucinating now. on top of that, he was stupid enough to say his real name online.

he left the game himself too, closing roblox in a rage. he wanted to sleep, but his puffy eyes and stuffy nose made it hard to do so.

─── ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ───

barbie : [kenma we need to talk ]

kennie : [what is it]

barbie : [lets break up]

kennie : [oh]

kennie : [okay]

barbie : [im sorry, i cant juggle you and studies]

─── ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ───

that was the last he's heard from you because you've blocked him on everything. hell, you even blocked him on spotify. he should've listened when everyone told him e-dating was going to ruin him.

but how could he resist? he had fallen in love with you already. you were his perfect partner; games with him (somewhat bad, but you both managed), funny, attractive, his type. it's just unfortunate that you had to live miles away from him.

kenma's done sooo much impulsive things just for you: blew all his money on the latest 2-player game from steam so he could play with you, vc'ed until the latest hours of night just so he could keep talking to you, he even skipped some volleyball practices so he could come home earlier just to see you in a video chat.

ugh, he can't count all the times he's lost his dignity either. he had called you "his barbie" and he called himself ken. oh god, that was probably one of the cringiest things he's said in his life.

and don't even remind him about online karaoke, god knows how much screen records you have of his voice breaking mid-song.

speaking of records, he can't bear to delete all the adorable pictures you sent while updating him about your day. he's always liked seeing what weird and interesting things you've done. but worst of all, he's kept screenshots of every loving and tender message from you that had flustered him (spoiler alert: anything you said made his ears red.)

he opened the album he had moved the screenshots to, scrolling through it until his eyes settled on a certain one:

─── ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ───

barbie : [baby u live in japan right?]

kennie : [mhm]

barbie : [nice]

barbie : [just wait, im gonna buy tickets to fly there soon]

kennie : [ur crazy]

barbie : [sure yes whatever... i luv u ken :P]

kennie : [i love you too]

─── ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ───

oh, dear. he can feel tears running down his cheek again. yep, there it was. his recently cleared sinus was blocking up again. damn it, he thought, as he wrapped himself tighter in the sheet. he can't even enjoy playing his games anymore.

kenma still misses you, from the very day you left him. you were his perfect partner, even though you had heartlessly shattered his heart and he would probably never entrust someone with it.

you know what, he'll never respond to some random dm ever again.

unless it was from you, of course.

"it'd be better if we had just never met"

a/n: was a request from two of my dearest friends who suprisingly are kenma luvrs LOL hi guys @rahhhr @terrariumaura also this was a nod to his 2020-self ik this was so cliche and someone has probably done this but i hoped you like my own (short) spin on it guys do uu know the genius that thought of their chat names BECAUSE BECAUSE THE SONG GOES LIKE "REMEMBER WHEN I CALLED YOU MY BARBIE AND I WAS KEN" IT FITS SO WELL BECAUSE KEN-MA okay bye

[peekawoocc]

LAW X READER

CW - 18+, smut, really long fanfiction. Lots of words, went too big brain mode on this.

P.s. I noted the sections where smut was in case you just wanted the juicy parts (relatable). Also, I tried to stay with plot similar to the show, so spoiler warnings if you haven't started Wano yet. I literally just started it.

This was really fun to write and definitely was a full day hobby project because I have no self control or concept of taking breaks 🙃

Pretenses - You're a straw hat, and while you're not as strong as the monster trio, you can definitely hold your own and then some if nessacary.

Cockblocked in Wano

You had just arrived in Wano with Nami and the others. Finally, ready to be reunited with everyone, and secretly excited to see Law again.

After running into Luffy, you all made your way into the old ruins to gather an update from Kinemon. After being caught up, Kinemon began giving instruction to everyone about their role. You were the last to receive your instructions.

You were excited to find out what you could contribute to help everyone. Instead, you felt as if your eyes were going to pop out from how wide they became, in complete shock. T-there's no way, you told yourself.

Everyone continued on with doing as Kinemon said so he could provide the proper outfits for each role. You didn't even seem to notice your clothes become a blue floral kimono and your hair now in a bun being held by a beautiful hair pin. You were kind of dissapointed you didn't have a more important task, but the shock was still there. As you came back to reality, it seemed like everyone was already trying to head outside, until you spoke up.

"Wait, why don't I have my own role?"

"My apologies, y/n, I did not have another role in mind. I felt it was best to put you with someone to provide assistance in gathering the nessacary troops," Kinemon answered.

Law came back into the ruins to fetch you, making everything set in completely. I have to be with Law for a whole 2 weeks and pretend to be his wife!?! Noticing the blush spread across your face as you were drowning in your own thoughts, Law caught your focus with a sigh.

"If you don't want to, that's fine, I'm sure you'd rather be partnered with one of your own crewmates," he said, sounding a bit annoyed at the inconvenience.

"N-no, it's fine. Plus, I know you won't bring me more trouble than I bargained for. You think things through so I know I can rely on you if anything happens,". You wanted to say more, but seeing Laws lips turn into a slight smirk you thought it better to just stop talking. It was true though. As much as you appreciated the spontaneous nature of your captain and fellow crewmates, you felt most confident when you had more details and facts to rely on. Knowing your enemy and even your environment can help end a fight more quickly and more efficiently. Or maybe, just maybe, you had anxiety. Which is also perfectly understandable.

"Then shall we be off...y/n?" Law said after finally coming up with a fake name for you.

"Definitely!" You said with appreciation for his thoughtfulness. You had a feeling he was always going to be a few steps ahead of you, as per usual. You both followed the others outside.

And then everything went to hell in a hand basket.

You all started to notice something flying, fast. The huge mass had a very commanding presence.

Yep, that's Kaido.

*time skip to after Luffy and Law dissappear after Kaido*

You had no idea where your partner in crime was, nor your captain. You knew Luffy could hold his own, it was Law you weren't sure about. Rather than go hunting for them, you all decided to go into your roles. Not really sure where to go, you decided to follow Sanji, knowing he wouldn't find you to be a burden. It wasn't that you couldn't hold your own, you were actually quite powerful. However, your task was simply to assist with passing out flyers to future fellow fighters, so you followed the cook in putting up a soba stall.

"I'm so glad I get to spend some alone time with you, y/n~," Sanji said with hearts for eyes.

"Yeah, I guess it's more efficient than trying to hunt down Law right now," you said, not being able to hide the dissapointment in your voice. Sanji noticed the worry on your face, even if he was a little jealous of your attention being focused on another man, he was still your friend and wanted to be there for you.

"You sure you're ok with this?" He asked, trying to help shoulder your troubles.

"Yeah, I just hope he's ok. Not that he's not powerful. Anyway, let's get to work!" You said, deciding to distract yourself with the task at hand.

*time skip to Law showing up*

It had become dark now, and you sat down next to the stall as Sanji began cleaning up from the hard day of cooking he just had. Suddenly, you felt a hand on your shoulder. You turned your head towards over your shoulder and looked up.

"So there's my partner, was wondering where you went," he said with a smirk, but you could see the exhaustion in his eyes.

"That should be my line!" You giggle as relief washes over your face.

"No time to chat, we've gotta go. Sanji, they're looking for you," Law suddenly became extremely serious.

"Who is?" Sanji asked.

"Kaidos men, we'll walk and talk," Law answered.

As you all moved together, you ran into Usopp and Franky. Law filled them in on the details and became interrupted as you saw a building get thrown into the air.

*time skip to when they get to Ebisu town, where Zoro supposedly was*

As you all sat together in the tiny home, you had a huge grin on your face. Who would've thought that the man next to you, who was so intelligent and strict, was also a huge nerd? You began to giggle thinking back to how excited Law was about Sanji's germa raid suit. Thinking about how Law was completely nerding out like a fan boy with a deadpan expression on his face started to make you giggle more. Law noticed how you began to hold your stomach from how hard you were laughing, and he began to raise an eyebrow at you.

"Whats got you giggling so much, sister?" Franky asked, matching Law's confusion.

"I was just thinking about how Law knew so much about the Sora Comics," you began giggling hysterically again, Franky and Usopp joining in your amusement.

Law instantly became flustered.

"I TOLD YOU ALREADY, THEY WERE POPULAR IN THE NORTH BLUE! EVERYONE WAS READING THEM!"

"I know, I know. It's just really cute when you nerd out like that. Plus, it's good to know I wasn't the only one who hated germa in the comics,".

Law started malfunctioning when you called his nerdiness "cute". With his whole face red he got up and stormed out of the house, making the excuse of needing fresh air. You gave him 3 minutes before you decided to follow his lead.

*sexy build up*

He was sitting, legs crossed, upon a freshly dusted off mat on the ground. You walked up behind him and placed your hand on his shoulder as you sat down beside him. With his eyes closed and brows furrowed, it looked like there was still a blush across his cheeks but you couldn't tell with it being so dark out.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to upset you, but you really were cute. I'm also glad to know we share a similar interest," you said cheerfully, trying to bring the mood back up. Cute. There it was again. He looked like he wanted to say something, then began stammering until he just gave up and sighed. Finally opening his eyes, he just stared straight ahead as if he was trying to puzzle his thoughts together.

"It makes me happy to get the opportunity to know more about you. Really makes the mysterious, cunning Surgeon of Death even more attractive than you already were," you brought a hand to your mouth, shocking both you and Law at the realization of what you had just said. Then his face began to soften as he turned his gaze to you. He ended up letting out a small chuckle at seeing you sitting there as if still frozen with shock. The sound of the low chuckle broke you out of your trance and you began to relax, thankful that he didn't look at you with disgust after finding out your true thoughts of him.

"Attractive, huh?" He said in a knowing tone, a smirk on his face as you started tripping over your words.

"U-uh...um...yeah,"

"Likewise,"

"Wait, huh?"

"You're pretty attractive as well," he looked away for a moment before looking back at you.

"I thought so when we first met, but didn't think much of it. After getting to know you in Dressrosa, the feeling grew. What about you?" He asked hesitantly.

"Yeah, it's the same with me. At first I thought you seemed kinda scary back in Sabaody,".

Locking eyes with you now, it seemed like he was asking for permission for something. Noticing the puzzling expression he had, you felt the need to reassure him with a smile. However, you still felt the need to properly explain yourself.

"I-i mean, I don't find you scary anymore. Actually, thinking back, I think it was more of a feeling of intimidation. I wasn't that strong back then either, so the thought of ever having to hold my own against you was a bit anxiety inducing-,".

Before you could keep rambling, he cut you off with a soft kiss. It wasn't that long, but it felt like time had stopped and nothing in the world mattered but him. Your mind completely blank, you felt the tension in your shoulders release and the dull ache of pain that came with it. It seems you had been on edge the whole time, which looking back isn't all that surprising considering the bottled up feelings you had for him. No one knew, because you were too scared to tell anyone. Especially since you weren't sure in the beginning, but now, you're more sure of this than anything else.

As he pulled away, seemingly reluctantly, he locked eyes with you again and happily matched your smile with his own signature smirk but there was something new that you'd never seen before. There was a light in his eyes. You only saw them light up with anger in the heat of battle. This was the first time you felt that you were witnessing Law looking truly happy. Any of the questions bubbling up in your head about What are we? or Am I going to be a Heart Pirate now? were suddenly pushed aside with the new details you were taking note of while looking at his handsome face.

"That was amazing," you said dreamily, you wanted to slap yourself out of embarrassment with how hypnotized you knew you had looked.

"We should do it again sometime," he said with a flirty tone.

You instantly pressed your Thighs together. They weren't that open, but the sexiness of his voice was doing things to you below the waist. Suddenly, you were feeling a bit brave.

*sexy time ensues*

"How about...now?" You asked shyly, expecting him to refuse. He looked at you for a moment as you watched as his Adam's apple bob up and down as he swallowed, hard. He leaned back into you, just barely away from your lips, awaiting for your physical invitation. As you leaned in closer, the kiss had started again. It started slow and became more needy and feverish. He licked your top lip, asking to deepen the kiss, and you allowed it. You then wrapped your arms around his shoulders, lifting yourself up to sit in his lap. You pressed your chest against his, causing him to lean back on one of his arms, which made his hat fall off as he tilted his head back. He broke the kiss, both of you panting for air as you looked into eachothers eyes. His expression hungry and predatory now. You started trailing your eyes down his face to his neck and they stayed there as you subconsciously bit your bottom lip. You decided to stop wasting time looking and decided to give in to your desire as your lips met the side of his neck. Kissing his neck until you found a comfortable spot to sit for a moment as you lightly sucked and bit the spot. You weren't there for more than a few moments, thinking it wouldn't be a good idea to mark him no matter how badly you wanted to. He sucked in his breath, head falling back more as you went a little lower to his collarbone. You kissed and sucked at the defined bone structure until you heard a hushed groan.

"There, you can leave a mark there,".

It was as if he had known what you were wanting to do to him. You hovered for a moment, admiring the rise and fall of his chest in the moonlight. As much as you'd like to see more of his exposed skin, you'd have to settle for the portion of his chest that was seeable thanks to his sluttily open kimono. Law let out a frustrated groan as he became impatient, having no idea that you were actually admiring him, he grabbed a handful of your ass with his free hand. You pushed him back onto the mat, forcing him to lay down. You looked down at him, which allowed him to drink up the view of you on top of him, outlined in light blue moonlight. He sucked in his breathe as you dove your head back towards his neck, going back to his collarbone to finish what you started. You kissed, sucked, and then sank your teeth into him. You deeply sucked on the small bite mark, making it viewable even in the darkness of the night. You went back to being face to face with him, wanting another makeout session. Just when you were only seconds away from having your lips on his, you hear a voice from inside the house.

*PAUSE THE SEXY MUSIC! We got cockblocked guys 😔*

"Uh, where's Sangoro?" Usopps voice said.

"Didn't he say something about spying on girls in the bath house?" Franky continued.

Shit.

You hadn't thought about it until now, but you realize you don't remember him being in the house with you all before you and Law started sharing this moment.

After realizing your lack of acknowledgement of your missing crewmate, you sat up and face palmed yourself.

"Damn straw hats, I swear," Law said annoyed. It was clear he was sexually frustrated about being cockblocked due to Sanji's pervertedness.

"Sorry," you offered a dissapointed smile to Law, begging for forgiveness. How could you overlook a missing crewmate?

"Don't apologize, it's not your fault," he said reassuringly, "I didn't notice he was gone either. Not that I'm mad he's gone. I didn't like the idea of you being all alone with that pervert," he sat up and crossed his arms. With furrowed brows he released another frustrated sigh and grabbed his hat.

"Hang on just a moment. Wait right here for me please," you say, clearly scheming something. Before Law can protest, you stand up above him and walk towards the frantic house. Law watched as you walked towards the house, then down at himself. His once hard erection beginning to lose blood flow due to his annoyance for Sanji. I am so going to go after you first if we become enemies, Sanji, he thinks to himself. He sits still and waits, just like you told him, and starts listening to your crews conversation from in the house.

"Franosuke, Usohachi, why don't you guys go look for Sangoro at the bathhouse nearby, while Law and I stay here in case he comes back?" you asked with a confident smile, knowing they're going to think that's a good idea on your part. Until Usopp opens his mouth.

"Wait, why do you and Law get to relax here? What if that t rex guy shows back up? That's not fair! You just want to be alone with him!" Usopp was unfortunately right on the money, but you were prepared for this due to his squeamish nature.

"Mr.Yasuie? Are the bathhouses in this country seperated or mixed?" You ask, already sure you know the answer.

"Some are seperate, but most are mixed. The closest one here is mixed. I wouldn't recommend you go though, y/n, ma'am. Most of the women around here don't have as many curves as you do, wouldn't want those men getting their hands on a pretty thing like you," he said smiling all the while.

You smiled triumphantly, but this battle wasn't over yet.

"Why can't Law go, you can protect yourself!" Usopp once again protests.

"Because, it's a bathhouse. Law has his jolly Roger tattooed all over himself. Even if this is Wano, they know what pirates are. And Laws jolly Roger looks nothing like Kaido's. That'd bring unnecessary attention to all of us," you argue back, you start to think up another excuse until you see Usopps face become skeptical, the debating lawyer look now faded from his face and voice. Bingo! We have a winner.

"Oh, ok. That actually makes sense since we're trying to lay low," Usopp says as Franky nods in agreement.

"You sure it's ok for us to split up again?" Franky asks, still needing a little push to be convinced.

"Yeah, you guys are strong enough to hold your own if the enemy shows up. Even moreso if you can find Sanjiii-I mean, Sangoro. In the case you do get captured, it wouldn't be good if they caught all 5 of us at once," you say, hoping you just put the final nail in the coffin.

And with that, they started to head off.

"Ok, we're going, but call me on the snail if anything happens or if Sangoro comes back,"

"I will,"

"Oh, one more thing," Usopp leans in to whisper to you, "Don't let nerd alert make you fall for him. He's been eyeing you up ever since we left that dinosaur in the dust. If he tries anything funny, use this,".

Usopp hands you 2 little red seeds.

"What's this?"

"They're puff puff plants. They release a red mist and if it touches your face it feels like it's burning your face off-"

"Nope" you say as you shove them back into his hand.

"But what if he tries something? What if he hurts you?"

"Usohachi, as much as I appreciate you looking out for me, we both know I can hold my own. Plus, I trust him," you say reassuringly.

"You trust him? Well I guess I can hang that 'don't fall for him' mess up. It's too late, you've already been infected," he shrugged.

"Alright, when he gives your heart over to the navy to become a warlord again, I don't wanna hear it," he said crossing his arms.

"Hey, he needs this alliance just as much as we do. And don't worry, if he does give my heart to the navy, I won't complain. Won't have anyone to blame but myself, so I won't cry to you about it,"

"YEAH, BECAUSE YOU'LL BE DEAD!" Usopp yelled as he and Franky exited the house. You made sure to flip him off before turning to Franky.

"Good luck Franosuke! Come back safe!" You waved as they went off into the night.

"Well miss y/n, I'll be retiring for the night. I'm sorry I can't offer you any nice places to sleep or any blankets, I only have one and I'm skin and bones!" Yasuie laughed.

"That's ok, we'll come back inside and sleep on the floor if you don't mind,"

"Not at all, goodnight!" He said as he walked to his room and closed the door behind him.

*sexy part resumes*

You jogged back to where Law was waiting patiently, feeling horrible for how long it took to convince Usopp to leave.

As you walked up to him, he looked peaceful. With his arms under his head, back to the large mat on the ground, eyes looking at the stars. You got closer and noticed that his hat was off again as you laid down next to him. You looked up at the night sky with him for a moment until you decided to speak.

"Sorry about taking so long. I didn't expect to play lawyer with Usopp,"

"It's ok, and I get why he's worried. I'm not a very open personality like most people,"

"That's another quality I like about you, just makes me want to know more,"

"I will say though, I didn't get why he thinks I'd betray you,"

"Me either, after all you told Luffy you wouldn't. Not that I wasn't skeptical at first, but I've learned that you're always honest,"

He glanced over at you gazing at the sky. He didn't expect to be this comfortable around you. This feels almost foreign to him. There was only one other person he remembered being alone with like this and that was a long time ago and in a different sense. He snapped out of his memories as he sees you suddenly shiver.

"Cold?"

"It is a little chilly," you say as you look back at him. Before you can take your eyes off of him, he's getting up and above you. Pinning you as he puts his hands on the ground. He looks into your eyes seeing a reflection of both himself and the starry sky.

"Figured I could be a gentleman and warm you up," he says.

Damn. There it is again. That sultry voice.

You begin to brace yourself off the ground and up into him, but he swoops down to kiss you before the thought becomes an action. It feels like a do over from earlier. Kiss starting slow and then burning into something more again. However, you don't plan to hesitate this time. It was even later into the night, around 2 a.m. now. Everyone in the village would definitely be asleep. He starts trailing down from your lips to your jaw, then to your neck. You suppose that now it was his turn to leave a mark, and he wastes no time doing so. As he makes work of your neck, making it sting so sweetly, one of his hands trails down to the bottom opening of your kimono, sliding his hand up the side of your thigh. He moves to another part of your neck to make yet another mark and moves his hand up to your hip, unintentionally loosening the bow of your kimono and giving him more of your skin to feel. He stops for a moment, hovering over you, he removes his hand from your hip. You whine in frustration at the loss of contact. He let's out a low chuckle as he moves to look down at you.

"How far do you want to take this, y/n?" He asks looking down at you carefully to read your expressions. You shot him a lustful and longing look and before he could start to say "Use your words,", you bucked your hips up in the air to meet his. You let out a quiet moan, never breaking eye contact as you felt his need to be inside you. That made something in him snap into his own desire. The once careful and cautious look of furrowed brows and frowning, now a dangerous smirk with half lidded glazed over eyes. He kept eye contact with you as he lowered his bottom half onto you, grinding against where you needed him most. As he began biting his lip, he slipped one hand under one of your knees to spread your legs out for him, trying to get as much friction as possible. You put a hand over your mouth, not trying to wake up any neighbors with your feverish cries. He stops for a moment, somehow regaining his senses enough to look around and really make sure no one was out and about. Once he makes sure the coast is clear, he takes an extra precaution.

"Room,".

A blue filter surrounded the 2 of you. He wanted to make sure that if someone were to walk upon you 2, that it wouldn't cause another interruption. He couldn't handle stopping now.

"Law, what're you-aaa," you cut yourself off with a moan as Law brought 2 fingers to your entrance and his thumb to your sensitive bud. And he gave a devilish smirk as he realized just how wet you were for him. All for him.

"I wanted to make sure there were no more interruptions like the perverted cook situation," he whispered into your ear as he slowly inserted his fingers into you. Once he was in he began curling his fingers to hit your sweet spot as he rubbed small circles into your clit. You involuntarily bucked your hips to met his rhythm as he started working on you. He contemplates biting and sucking on your ear, but your moans made it evident you needed help with muffling them out, so he kisses you. And he kisses you more desperately then before. He has quite a way of surprising you. It's almost as if he's been planning this moment for a while, taking mental notes on what to do if the moment ever came. He was thoughtful and strategic like that, which made him even hotter.

As he removes his lips from yours, he takes his fingers away at the same time. Denying you the pleasure of having one sensation without the other at the moment. Then he finally opens his kimono, making quick work of stripping his undergarments. You decide to follow his lead, opening the front of the light blue clothing. Before you can remove your panties, he's already doing it. He takes a moment to appreciate the feast in front of him, feeding his eyes at your bare flesh, noticing every freckle, scar, birthmark, all of it. He loves all of you even more than he already did. It felt like the final puzzle piece falling into place. And it was everything he wanted and more still. You were just as transfixed as he was. Studying every single detail of his tattoos as you could. How godly he looked, bare and bathed in moonlight.

"Hey, don't tell me I've bewitched you or sometheing" Law said jokingly, but there was enough worry in his voice to tell you you've been spaced out for a little too long.

"Hmm...what...uh yeah, I-I mean no...sorry," you were tripping and fumbling over your words, trying desperately to form coherent words and sentences.

He looked at you with a smile that was a mixture of the pride in the fact that he had made you a mumbling mess and of how much he adored how cute you were.

"Law,"

"Yes? Able to speak now?"

You nodded, a little embarrassed for feeling so dumbfounded under this extraordinarily intelligent man.

"What is it, y/n?"

"I need you,".

He let out another low chuckle and pressed his chest against yours. He then had his lips next to your ear as he dangerously spoke.

"Tell me how badly you need me, y/n," he said has he lined himself up with your entrance. You practically feel that he was smirking without even looking at him.

"F-fuck, I need you in every conceivable way possible," you whimpered, hoping desperately that he had heard you quiet plea. And oh, he definitely did.

He slowly sheathed himself within you, taking the opportunity to hear every lewd noise you let out as you felt him become one with you. His pace started slow, controlled, but it seemed as time went by he felt more and more the need to lose himself within you. All the bottled up feelings that had been bubbling up between you was being taken out on your body with every rhythmic thrust, becoming quicker and more aggressive by the second. He made sure to keep rubbing circles into your clit, wanting to make sure you enjoyed every second of this. That was the only consistent controlled place of motion he kept on you as he gave in to the rolling of his hips and need to make you his. The louder you got, the more it sounded like praise to his ears. Paying attention to both of your needs as he listened to every beautiful sound you made under him. Once you started to sound a bit too loud, he crashed his lips to yours. He knew that if someone were to show up that he wouldn't have the energy to stop anymore. The coil in your stomach was tightening, you were almost there. You were about to speak up about it, but Laws mouth was still on yours. So, you let your body tell him instead. Walls tightening around him as he gasps, thrusting through every wave of your high until he reaches his own. He looks at you, a bewildering questioning look on his face, sweaty and flush.

"Cum in me," you say, and he does so.

Once he finally catches his breath, he slowly pulls out of you and plops down beside you on his side. He lifts his head to look at the mess he made of your lower half and it's quite a sight. Almost enough to make him want a second round, but quickly dismisses the thought when he looks back at your face. Your eyes are closed, lips slightly parted as you're still trying to get your breathing under control.

"Sorry for dirtying your kimono," he giggles proudly, pressing a kiss to your temple. He's never been more sure of anything in his life as much as he is about you right now.

"If you really feel guilty about it, buy me a new one," you smile at him, eyes dreamily again.

"I don't feel guilty in the slightest about any of this," he smirks.

You giggle as you turn towards him and kiss him, your body shudders, breaking the kiss.

"Whats wrong, is it difficult to move?" He becomes worried so quickly you'd think his personality switched.

"U-Uh, no. Just...um...we should definitely look for a way to clean me up. Kind pouring out like a faucet down there," you say shyly.

He follows your gaze as you open your legs, revealing quite the mess. If the kimono wasn't dirty a moment ago, it definitely was now.

Luckily he had another kimono packed in his bag, he used shambles to get you both inside, switching your bodies with the 2 seeds Usopp had left on the table even after you refused to take them.

He cleaned you both up with a small water bottle of clean water that he had kept secret and a rag from his bag and gave you his second kimono. Of course, it had his jolly Roger on it, and you knew Usopp was going to give you hell when they got back.

[kitchenisking]

Sterek Fic Rec

It's the first night of chunnuka! Enjoy!

Alpha's Heat by TombRaider008 - (Rating: Mature, Words: 1,192, sterek)

Stiles finds Derek in his bedroom. In heat. Wearing his batman boxer briefs, sniffling his used lacrosse jersey and dry humping the living daylights out of his bed. Sexy times ensured.

suck it, pup by DenaCeleste - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 843, sterek)

Stiles has an oral fixation, and Derek has something pretty specific in mind for his pup's enjoyment.

Katoptronphilia by ItsMe_Basil - (Rating: Mature, Words: 2,007, sterek)

"Oh, my god," he mewled, back arching. The hand around his throat tightened and a growl reverberated against him, in his ear, through his skin. 

"Are you looking?" Derek asked. Stiles nodded, a reedy moan pulled from his mouth as Derek let his thumb drag over the head before moving down to the base once more. 

"Look at how pretty you react to my touch," Derek continued. "I made that blush."

The words were whispered against the shell of Stiles' ear. "I made you hard and desperate, leaking."

Taking Care by RisingQueen2 (FallenQueen2) - (Rating: Mature, Words: 3,907, sterek)

When Derek finds out what Peter offered to Stiles and what Gerard really did to him in that basement, it caused him to finally act on his feelings for Stiles.

Get You The Moon by AClosedFicIsNeverRead - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 180,785, sterek)

Derek looked up in surprise to note that they were taking a private jet. Dread settled into his gut like a stone. “It has a cage, doesn’t it?” he asked quietly, and noted the subtle changes in his family members’ posture. “Is it for me?” Cora gave him a pleading look and nodded. “Is it because of what you’re going to tell me?” he asked, voice like gravel. Another nod confirmed it. Stiles. Oh, GOD. It had to be Stiles. Derek would not lose control over anyone else in Beacon Hills and they damned well knew it.

- OR - 

The one where Derek has been gone for 6 months building a new life, finds out that Stiles is being assaulted by Theo, so he comes back to Beacon Hills to kick some serious ass and rescue the loudmouthed human who stole his heart.

(You will need ALL the tissues, but it will have a happy ending by the time all is said and done!)

Title inspired by song:  ‘Get You The Moon’  by Kina ft. Snow

A Perfect Bait For A Knotty Wolf by KnottheWolf - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 3,062, sterek)

Day 9: Feral- “Let me just get this straight. You want me to become your feral Alpha werewolf nephew’s chew toy?”

Peter stroked his chin, “Honestly, I was going for the phrase bed warmer, but you often squeak like a little chew toy. So yes, I want you to be his chew toy. Unless however you want a bullet in your head?”

bad habits (i do em all for you) by nymphe - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 4,879, sterek)

wherein: stiles is sexually frustrated, stiles gets a vibrator stuck in his ass, stiles calls derek to help him with it, there's some kink discovery, a few orgasms, and some feelings. yep, that's about it.

it's just business by To_fill_the_sea - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 2,626, sterek)

Derek has been running a successful company for a long time and finally orchestrated a merger with another company. It has been eating up more time than he'd like and he just wants to spend some time at home. But people keep getting in his way and certain people are going to very surprised when Derek;s boyfriend decides to pop in for a surprise visit.

day of discovery by insert pseud here (EvanesDust) - (Rating: Not Rated, Words: 100, sterek)

...the one where they figure out Eli's a werewolf.

Down On My Knees by SophieTrancy - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 10,479, sterek)

Inspired by a Tumblr post by hoechloin. Contains major Teen Wolf 6x19 spoilers. 

Chris came looking for Derek, hell bent on convincing the wolf to come back. But, unless Stiles needed him there, he wasn't interested. 

"If I go back, it's not for Beacon Hills" Derek said, turning to look at the former Hunter "It's for Stiles" That is, until he truly understands just how fucked they are.

"You haven't heard, then" Chris spoke, watching as Derek arched his brows at him "That's weird, I always thought the kid was the only one who actually had a way to reach you" Chris said, chuckling to himself.

So Derek goes back, thinking Stiles was finally safe, away from Beacon Hills. But he was right to assume it wouldn't last long, of course he was. Stiles was his mate, after all, he should've known better. Things don't go according to plan, despite their best efforts. And it's like time stopped for Derek, watching as Stiles' body fell to the floor. 

Originally posted on tumblr.

[chiefcroissantdeanbanana]

[SPOILERS] A Date with Death Bad Ending 1 - A "What if" Scenario

I really really liked Every Single Bad End ADWD gave us, but I was super heartbroken to see that we barely got Casper's reaction in Bad Ending 1 (Untrustworthy), so I decided to write more to it... yes I am starved and yes I cook my own food but also because I need more pain in my bad endings (and because I suddenly got an idea and wanted to hurt more people drex and aya I am targeting you please read this /hj /j) I mean what who said that?? + The people who would've listened to my brainrot are busy right now so. womp womp for me boohoo :((

Bad ending 1 (Untrustworthy) spoilers.

DISCLAIMER!! bad writing. yep. and spoilers but mainly bad writing. and bad english too... also, I do not claim this as canon or real to the game, it's just me making silly stories :3

-> What if after MC dies, Casper comes to their apartment immediately but found that MC had already been possessed by a demon? He kills it, hesitating for a bit because it's his sunshine's body. But he knows it's what you would've wanted, to not let a demon tarnish your name, so he kills "you". And then, for the first time in his Grim Reaper life, he feels regret. Regret? How? He shouldn't feel like this- Especially not for a human he was supposed to kill! And he did it, didn't he? He won! So... So why does he feel so... empty? His vision is turning blurry, he feels something warm on his cheeks, are these tears? Is he crying? Oh nine hells, he's about to choke on his own sobs. Why is he feeling like this? Is he sick? Did the soul sickness finally taint his soul, for better or for worse? Who knows!

He'd be like Bad Ending 2 Casper too, depressed, lonely, and no one to ever truly connect to. And he regrets it so so so so much. The multiple "What if's" in his head drives him crazy every single night. "If only I was friendlier..." "If only I was more trustworthy..." "If only I didn't push to make that stupid bridge...!" haunts him, he can barely even open his laptop, because looking at it reminds him of the broken trust you placed on him.

Sometimes though... he feels something, something that doesn't truly feel like 'him'. It's strange, he feels like you're still here somehow, even though you aren't. Like... a part of you was on him. Protecting him, shouldering his burdens, and that wrecks him more than anything could ever do. Why him? Why would you do this? HE'S the reason YOU'RE dead, so... So why are you trying so hard to let him live on? Is this karma? Do you want him to forever remember his mistake? His loss? He would gladly do it too, as repayment, as justice, for fairness (and that he also feels guilty, immense guilt, it's confusing, conflicting emotions swallow him up whole) He's supposed to feel happy for your death, right? It's what he's been doing for years, trying to kill you over and over again, failing time and time until his patience grew thin. But now? He wished you could've avoided death once more, just a couple of minutes more, to be with you for a second longer... He'd give up anything for that.

(+ the section above is the ending for that, an aimless Grim Reaper searching for the light that saved him, but I also had another ending in mind, I just didn't know where to put it so I'll add it as an extra!!

-> His regret and grief couldn't be contained, it was too hard for him to keep it covered, and he got caught. He got caught having feelings, having MORTAL feelings. Something a grim reaper, especially someone of his rank, should never have. He knew it was soon, he knew from the start what he was doing was illegal. He accepted it long ago, but now, he finally had a reason to be terminated. Maybe grim reapers also had an afterlife too? If they did, he wishes it could be the same as them. Would their afterlife be as soft as them? As warm as them? As perfect, and wonderful as them? No, actually. He wants THEM. He wants YOU. Not just your afterlife- but your whole being, he hopes he could see you, waiting for him, along with azrael and your pet. "Ah, my home..." he thinks blissfully, as his whole being gets erased, and not a single trace of him remains.)

[exhelluvafan]

I don't really mind ship focused series, the problem is the show WASN'T supposed to be a ship focused series.

The original show of helluva boss is about bunch of imps trying to survive their life as low class demons in the hell society, that's interesting right? But no, Viv just decides "You know what, fuck it, let's throw away the plot for our precious yaoi ship".

You can't expect people to still like your story when the story just changed the plot OUT OF NOWHERE.

Just saying.

Yep, that's the main problem, that Helluva Boss suddenly suffered a bait and switch the very moment it reached S2, that's why S1 and the shorts are still regarded as the ONLY good content that Helluva had, since they stuck to the premise Viv and Brandon had pitched from the very beginning in the pilot, and the shorts, as shortlived (and downright stupid sometimes) as they were, at least they stuck to the original premise, and guess what? Viv fired the cast that was in charge of the shorts.

Turns out that anyone who tries to call-out Viv on this bait and switch bullshit, hell, not following the current "plot" (the fucking Stolitz train) is enough to get through Viv's skin, and that says a lot about her "hardened" skin towards criticism (spoilers: it became even more frail and feeble)

But yeah, no wonder why Helluva is quickly hemorrhaging more and more views and fans, it's because fans didn't come here to see some soap melodrama fanfic shit worthy of being in Wattpad, the fans came here for hijinks featuring a group of three imps and a hellhound trying to live, while also attending Earth missions and trying their best to get along as a found family, which funnily enough, gets explored in the side shorts.

But no, turns out that the ship between the rapist owl joke character and the main character was too good for Viv to ignore and proceeded to fucking derail the entire premise to focus on the same shit that killed Star Vs The Forces of Evil: shipping, with the added lobotomizing and killing any character development that doesn't relate to the OTP in any meaningful way, and gaslight the main character into falling in love with his abuser, the latter even turning out to steal the position of main character.

[morose-marble]

Still on an Assad high from episode 5 at the moment so i went trawling through the various supercuts of his roles (thanks!) and discovered the fate of his hotel portofino character to be !!!! a lot?? (spoilers under the cut for those potentially concerned)

They fuckinn murder the man!!!! like, okay, I get that Assad had to be written out of the show bc he's having his big american break with iwtv and it probably clashed with HP production or something, that's fine, whatever, but DAMN they really went with a brutal, bleak as hell choice oof

Anish Sengupta, the main gay character™ and only man of colour in the main cast, is caught by fascists and shot in the woods along with his antifa boyfriend!!!! After a grueling season of hiding in squalor due to his injuries incurred from antifascist activism gone wrong!!! They really took their gays, gave them a whirlwind antifascist romance moment and decided, "yep, we're done here, let's shoot them in the head execution style, off-screen! that'll be good!"

He and his boyfriend are told "people like you don't deserve to live" by their executioner and that's all folks!

Like, I get that it's supposed to communicate the horrors of fascism effectively etc. etc. and I, of course, haven't watched the whole show so I might be missing some nuance that might provide redeeming qualities for the writing but just like this... woof

some gays were buried. off-screen, to boot.

[skyeoak]

Tmagp 30 thoughts

Vocal performances all slayed. 10/10

I think there’s a lot of good and bad in the finale! But overall, it feels underbaked. (Or overplotted/overplanned?)

I’ll save my finalized thoughts on the hilltop center to see if it’s developed in further seasons, because uh, hmm. Jonny said in the live drop that carousels of horrors were his favorite to write, but they sure are not realllyyyy my favorite to listen to. They’re kind of thematic scattershot. And yeah, one of my critiques about TMA is that I don’t love how we only rarely see how the fears combine and interact. Having multiple creepy things in a curiosity cabinet -com shopping center doesn’t really solve that problem for me.

The idea of a character turning a blind eye to an obviously creepy job is still interesting, especially in how it parallels the staff of the OIAR. But that’s kinda the start and end of my interest in the custodian? It feels like this story could have been shrunk to 1/3 length and had a better effect. I just feel like this should have been a midseason statement, and the finale could have focused on having some sort of action or tension. Honestly, I wasn’t expecting the finale to have a statement at all, to be structurally in line with early TMA. Maybe a full statement/story from Celia, giving the non-TMA audience some idea of why she thinks there’s nothing to go back to in her universe. Hell. Maybe she could just. Tell Sam, uncompelled. I would have loved to see her try to convince him to jump. Convince him that her new life matters more than his (perceived) failure of one. Instead… this is another episode where I feel like the double meaning titles weigh down what the statement could be. And it’s the season finale.

I wondered early on if the finale for this season would feel more like setup for future seasons, and yep. Yep it did. It just felt like there was this inherent tension between the stakes of the story, which are already at interdimensional travel, and the level of danger it feels like everyone is in. Not to mention how Celia just drops a list of alchemical balance things out of the blue. Magnus Protocol is in a tricky situation: they need to set up a new conflict and new characters, and at the same time, Magpod has already done mega-apocalypse hellscapes and so TMagP might feel the need to go bigger. (Imo I don’t think sequels always need to raise the stakes but I understand that’s industry standard). It’s also tackling alchemy, a notoriously complex subject that’s probably hard to explain to an audience in any way that feels natural. You can’t just throw murder worm lady and screaming main character in the finale and call it a day. There’s a lot going on, less time, and I don’t know if the characterization this season was consistent (/consistently good) enough to hold the full weight of it all.

OKAY, WHELMED THOUGHTS OVER, now for the good! Surprise surprise, it’s all the little character payoffs!

Gwen and Lena’s confrontation was EVERYTHING. Gwen is kicking anthills, and Lena is so content to let her stand in them while the ants crawl up her legs. I won’t lie though, I’m not sure if this plotline will be interesting to me. I think it depends on how fast the OIAR staff can get Gwen to actually be on their side.

Sam deciding to protect Celia by pushing the archivist into the void is SENSATIONAL CHARACTER PAYOFF. (This is my interpretation of the scene, audio was super unclear once again, and there was a line change from transcript to podcast that made this super ambiguous in the actual canon audio.) My poor guy has ZERO self esteem, and still wants to be a hero. He probably realized that if what Celia just told him was true, an archivist could actually kill her on the spot. My guess is that (tma spoilers) this balanced the rift not because Celia replaced her own missing soul (plenty of folks got sent through hilltop road in that same incident) but because an archivist+a person were pulled through to replace Jon and Martin. Truly excited to see where they end up, and if this archivist gets developed more as a character next season. Also the implications of interdimensional balance on what happened at the end of TMA are… interesting.

Oh Alice. Everything in this intricately balanced house of checking up on people and soothing them and deflecting tension with jokes is about to come crashing down. I’m so sorry this is happening to you.

And yes, this is a super lukewarm episode review but I do wanna say I liked this season a lot, and TMAGP is still a cut above a LOT of horror I have read/listened to this year. I’m hoping seasons 2 and 3 will either steer further into a direct TMA sequel, angle OR steer clear and become their own thing. TMAGP is stuck uncomfortably in the middle right now. Just be the good parts of her. But completely new.

[bisexualmcqueen]

I had a few questions about your apocalypse au!!

Are there any definite relationships? what happened to Sally and the rest of the townsfolk? And do any of the current characters that are alive die later on?

😈hehehe apocalypse au

so the first thing to know is that apoc au falls in line with my longstanding polyam bi salqueen hc. they are both in multiple healthy consenting relationships with different dynamics. fran/sal/queen is a thing, mchicks is a thing, etc. theyre all queer and all respectful mature adults, they have a lot of love to give, and theyre having a lot of fun!

-What happened to Sally?

in apoc au tho, sally dies very sadly early on. she survives the blast initially and is coherent enough to say her goodbyes, but her injuries take her within a week or so. 996's have an infamous catostrophic engine failure point and are notorious for blowing up, so her odds werent great. with the entire planet in chaos, its hard to help survivors at all...

-Are there any definite relationships?

the main relationship of apoc au winds up being... lightning/chick. yep. chick is visiting his old 'pal' in radiator springs (lightning and cruz stopped home for some rare downtime during the busy season) when it all goes to hell. everyone dies, and 1 billion metric tons of trauma later, chick and lightning accidentally wind up codependent. (cant blame them!).

so far, lightning has 2 other relationships in apoc au. jackson survives, and decides to not sit on his longtime crush on lightning anymore on account of the world being massively fucked up, and confesses his feelings. i also have an oc in development, a medic named Dr. Amiyah Sparkwright who shares feelings with lightning also. both of them dont appear til later in the story, after the characters start to rebuild. all of them are too traumatized to be super serious though... the angst ;,,)

-What happened to the rest of the townfolk?

the rest of the townfolk died pretty much instantly, save for mack, who also died slower. i guess its sort of like a thanos snap? except the bodies dont vanish. chick, lightning, and cruz bury them when they realize no one is coming to save anyone.

-Do any of the main survivors die later?

and do any of the main cast die... spoilers!! but yes, chick dies about 15-20 years in. initially, in the early-early drafts back in 2019ish, chick died only a few years in. changing this and adding him to the main party has shifted everything- his chaos-loving spirit, tricky resourcefulness, and boundless rude comedy are exactly what the story needed. combine that with the pacifist/optimist cruz and the endlessly loving determination and charm of lightning, and its an incredibly fun dynamic. that, and they're all hardened survivors now- big changes happen to these characters, and part of the fun is exploring that (or, how theyve stayed the same despite the changed world!).

to be fair to chick, hes like, 70 by the time he dies, so he does pretty well. Non has a list of ideas on how chick goes, and i love them all too much to decide, tho i am a big fan of him being murdered on a failed supply run. a few other minor characters will also die, oc's and canon. and i havent decided what happens to cruz and lightning yet, i'm not sure if it matters, they may live to old age!

very excellent specific questions- hope this answers them. thanks for the ask!

[chuckeroo777]

Frieren Liveblog- Chapters 1-4

Welcome back! Today we start reading Frieren! Unlike my Dungeon Meshi liveblog, this one will be blind!

To start, let's go over what I do know.

-Frieren is an immortal elf mage of some renown.

-She lost a human companion she cared a lot about, but unlike Marcille, she's chill about it.

-The mimic scene.

-There's a guy with blue hair, and a demon(?) lady.

-I think they adventure in dungeons to get stronger?

Yeah, I think that's about all I know. Let's see what happens!

And here we have our intrepid heroes! Apparently they already beat the demon lord, so that's nice.

Wait, Himmel? Oh no. I'm pretty sure that's the dude Frieren misses. Alas, it was nice to meet you. Guess the character class "Brave" doesn't save you from death flags. Suddenly not feeling confident Heiter or Eisen will be sticking around either.

Oh no! She's tiny! I love her. LOTR did irreparable damage to fantasy by insisting elves have to be tall.

Well, that was quick. I guess other than Himmel's imminent demise, all my spoilers have already shown up.

Frieren's a high INT low WIS kinda character, isn't she? At this rate, his tragic death is literally going to be old age. No, seriously. I think that's what's about to happen.

This is gonna be a recurring problem, isn't it.

Saw that coming from a mile away. I wonder about the other two companions. Are they longer lived races? Or are they old and wrinkled too?

It's your own fault for being of optimal head pat height. Heiter looks a little older, but not too bad. I can't tell if Eisen is different. With the manga format, for all I know, he's gone grey.

Ah. Perhaps not as chill about it as I assumed. Also, I went ahead and switched over to a better translation. Maybe the other was more accurate, but good lord was it stiff as hell.

Who's this cutie? I'd hope she is a major character, but with 70 years having passed since the manga started, I'm worried about getting attached to anyone but Frieren.

Phooey.

This can only end well.

Now what exactly does that mean? I'm sensing some deeper motivations for studying magic for both of them. (Also, I'm not retracting my Phooey until I confirm Fern doesn't die of old age at the end of the chapter.)

Oh dear. I thought I got enough of this from The Monster who Wants to Eat Me, but I guess we're doing this here too.

Best case scenario really.

Yessss! New companion! Also, this is really sweet, even if it only worked because Frieren didn't care about wasting six whole years.

Telekinesis may not be flashy, but the raw utility it can provide is nuts.

The adventurer's creed. As long as the loot is magic, you want it. Guess who has a collection of hundreds of scrolls and potions in BG3 despite having used, maybe 5 total. No, I can't store them in camp. What if I need them later!

Yep, they're adventurers alright. I am rather happy to see that despite her stoic facade, Frieren is in fact, a goober.

Where's the lie?

Keep telling yourself that.

Oh god, please tell me this Manga isn't a cycle of new companions joining, growing old, and dying.

Please stop vagueblogging at your apprentice.

No one told me this was a sad manga.

Good for you, but don't forget to retrieve the lady's seeds before you leave.

This isn't giving hope that this mange isn't on a centuries spanning timescale.

Oh no. It's only been four chapters, but I already adore her.

Is candy a euphemism for something?

This is sadly rather relatable.

Oh my god Frieren, stop staring at Fern's bobs.

Ok, so, before I finish tonight's session, I decided to take a little peek ahead to assuage my fears. This is from chapter 107, so it looks like I don't have to worry about Frieren repeatedly outliving her friends in this story. At least with old age. They could still die the old fashioned way. The only other detail I accidentally spoiled is that Fern is still with her, so reverse death flag, I guess.

And that's the first session! Very different vibes from what I was expecting. It's very somber, while being funny in a rather low-key way. Frieren is already a delight, and I'm interested to learn more about Fern. So far she seems to mostly be the straight-man, but I'm sure she has some fun quirks.

Also, glad to see basically everything I was spoiled on was in chapter 1. I went into Dungeon Meshi knowing about the cool monster Marcille is in lesbians with.

[alpinefrsh]

I've seen your posts about a Tommy in LMK AU. Just how would that work and what's the story behind it

Okay, so, I've got several-- but the one related to the sketches I posted the other day is a not really a vigilante AU. Gonna put a cut here just because this post is mega long lmao

So, okay, base setting-- heroes and villains/criminals or whatever, some percentage of the population is born with abilities-- kind of like quirks in bnha, except I think I'm gonna go with only a minority of people are born with or develop powers. Also the city is called L'Megapolis. For enrichment. Anyway, the general premise is that Technoblade (a kind of villain but mostly just a powered anti-government guy) is declared dead by every news outlet and their mother-- except Tommy is certain that Techno's still alive. He has legitimate reasons for thinking this-- but I can't say them outright because I'd like to write this and that would be too big of a spoiler lol.

How Tommy decides to approach this situation though is by confronting random villains and vigilantes on the street to ask them about Technoblade. Mostly he confronts villains though. Which is bad because Tommy is absolutely all bark and no bite. Mfer talks the big talk and then crumbles the second someone looks like their actually going to fight him. Now, this is where the crossover kicks in-- because the entire fic (or most of it, at least) is all from Macaque's perspective. He's not necessarily a villain per se, but he also doesn't exactly have any problems breaking the law as he sees fit. So the fic actually starts with Mac in the middle of breaking into an allegedly out of use/abandoned government owned building (he would just shadow travel in, but the whole building has anti-power tech preventing him. Yeah, totally an abandoned building) because he's got some suspicions about some stuff and is trying to find information-- Anyway, he's in the process of picking the lock when this random fucking teenager shows up out of nowhere. Spoiler alert, it's Tommy, and he's dressed exactly like every other wannabe vigilante does- wearing a hoodie, sunglasses, and a surgical mask to hide his identity. Macaque, understandably, assumes Tommy's just another stupid teenager with an ill-advised hero complex. Mac decides to do the nice thing-- and by nice thing, I mean he does his best to scare Tommy out of this whole vigilantism thing. Terrorizes him via shadows, ominous laughter, and generally mocking behaviour. Y'know, just some good old Macaque-isms.

He gets Tommy to fuck off (hopefully back home) and then goes "Yep, that's my good deed of the month. Time to never think about that kid ever again" Except then he keeps happening across Tommy at night-- always running around getting himself into danger by harassing random villains, criminals, and the occasional vigilante to ask about Technoblade of all people. Macaque doesn't directly interact with Tommy barring that first encounter, but he does, unfortunately, have a conscious. So he starts helping Tommy in subtle ways-- just enough to prevent him from getting murdered, really.

The longer Mac follows him around, the less he understands why Tommy's doing all of this. He's not a fighter, he panics over papercuts, and rambles almost senselessly whenever someone actually rises to the bait and tries to fight him, and his only motivation is asking around about some dead guy. And then Tommy encounters Niki. Niki, who is a villain (in the same sense that Techno was a villain) named Nemesis, who was a known ally of Technoblade. Yeah, turns out word's been traveling about some guy who won't stop asking about Technoblade, and she's not very happy about it. So not happy, in fact, that Macaque has to take a more proactive approach at preventing Tommy's death via pulling him into a shadow portal before he can get torched and then bringing Tommy to his place-- where he promptly scolds the hell out of Tommy for being a reckless idiot with a botched sense of self-preservation. I can't really say much more because-- again, I'd actually like to write this fic and everything past this point is very spoilery for the main plot stuff. But yeah, fun angsty, hurt/comfort Tommy and Macaque stuff with a storyline that I feel super super normal about (the heavy spoiler parts of the storyline that I can't mention yet make me want to explode). So that's one of my Tommyinnit LMK crossovers. I've also got the space au, noodle thief au, roomates au, and the c!Tommy amnesia au (plus a couple others, but those are the main ones I'm most likely to end up writing in the future) I've also got several other Tommyinnit Rottmnt crossovers unrelated to tiittv. I have a problem lmao. Oh! Also also also, my current proposal for a Tommy and Macaque duo name is Mac'nCheese duo (other suggestions for spelling/formatting welcome). Idk, something about it just feels right in my brain. Most (if not all) of the LMK duo names are already food based, and I don't think this one's taken yet. Macaque is the Mac ofc, and Tommy's the Cheese because he's a goofy little guy (and also blond)

Anyway, thank you for asking about one of my AUs, I love talking about them even if I can't actually write them yet :D (tiittv takes priority over anything longer than a few thousand words until the main storyline's over)

[anderscim]

✦ i actually talk about something other than DRDT for once (minor detail analysis)

// spoilers for up to chapter 4 of MDA:RC

you know the drill. (rain code edition) and yes, i’m actually in other fandoms. i have way too many hyperfixtations. lord help me.

basically, there was a small detail i noticed about a specific character’s mystery phantom in the chapter 4 labyrinth, so i just wanted to point that out and make connections as to what it could possibly mean.

let’s get straight to it! ^^

yes, this is about yomi’s mystery phantom. but likely not in the way that you’d think.

of course, i love the fact that yomi’s mystery phantom form doesn’t have any colorful accents like the others, and i could honestly talk for hours about that aspect—but this post is actually about a separate detail.

just what in hell is going on with yomi’s hair?

yep, that’s what i’m going to talk about. and i’m not flaming him for this wild hairstyle, trust me.

when you look at it, the mystery phantom’s hairstyle is divided into three separate parts:

the left(?) portion of his hair, which is on the messier side and pointing in all directions

the middle portion, which is the most similar to yomi’s actual hairstyle (checked his sprite for reference)

and the rightmost portion, which looks like someone used a straightening iron on it.

in a way, he almost doesn’t look like yomi. all other mystery phantoms have at least partial semblance to their real-life counterparts—especially with their eye-shape and the general flow of their hair—but in the case of this specific mystery phantom, there wasn’t a lot.

though, that isn’t too important, right? it’s just a unique part of his mystery phantom design so i shouldn’t think too hard into it, surely it can’t be anything more than tha—

huh

wait, if this is what i think it is-

…oh.

what’s unique about this moment is that yakou’s apparition(?) appears as if to directly replace yomi’s mystery phantom. which doesn’t happen anywhere else.

which means, there’s a possibility that this cutscene was intentionally created to show that “yomi’s” mystery phantom was a front for the true culprit. (the truth was right in front of yuma all this time, but disguised under a facade. yuma just couldn’t get himself to face it head-on until the very end) there’s a multitude of theories i can come up with about why they decided to show this, but unfortunately that’s not what i’m here to talk about. though, if you don’t mind, here’s a side tangent: my main theory is that yakou felt horrible about essentially using the detectives in his crime and couldn’t face the rest of the NDA after what he did; the only way he could directly argue against their deductions was to act as someone else. after his true identity was exposed he had nothing more to say to them, other than a non-verbal expression of the regret he carried behind his back) okay side tangent over

my point is—if the theory of “yakou hid behind the guise of yomi’s mystery phantom” is true, it provides an explanation for the mystery phantom’s hair style.

after all, the two other “parts” of his hair i described earlier are quite similar to the hairstyles of two other characters.

…yeah. yakou and his wife. it’s not an exact replica of their hairstyles, but the general flow and concept is there.

in a way, this subtle detail is a nod to yakou’s true motive behind murdering huesca—to protect his wife / avenge his wife’s death. but yakou didn’t want to reveal this and hid it all the way through to the end, even going as far as obscuring his face on the photo with his blood so others couldn’t identify it, and hiding behind the guise of yomi’s mystery phantom in the labyrinth.

despite this “facade,” however—yakou’s true motives behind the crime are still visible. they’re just not up front and center until someone points them out.

god, chapter 4 has reshaped my mental process in ways i can’t describe. there’s so much i still want to talk about with “yomi’s” mystery phantom design (like how the part of the hairstyle that resembles yakou is on the mystery phantom’s “demon(?)-like” half and how the part that resembles his wife is on the “angelic” half), but that will have to wait until later.

for now, take this with a grain of salt ^^

[meeville]

Iron flame reactions *spoilers for everything*

Kk so I read IF the day it came out and decided at one point to just start writing my thoughts down as I thought them. I was audio booking it so it was easier. I realized they are entertaining and decided to post them. And these are they, in chronological order:

(Btw I started at chapter 25 because I saw a person on insta go “make sure to record yourself when 25 comes around” then it did for me and then I NEEDED to sort my thoughts on the matter so I kept writing and then I had a reaaallly looooong thing of mostly just expletives lol. Without further adieux my reactions (sans the first 24 chapters because I didn’t think to do this for them so just imagine around the same amount of curses. Lol)):

Wot the fuck Jack fucking Barlowe is alive what the FUUUUUUUCK

In kaori we trust and In Emetterio too

Jack wot the fuck are you now a good guy?

I like Nolon

Nolon u a bitch

I think I like Grady

Varrish is terrifying

Do I actually like dain? Wtf

Lilith is secretly good what? With her own motivations?

Get it Heaton, Emery and Cienna

Jesinia I fucking love you

Garrick and Bodih are amazing

Fuck yeah Devera yeeeeessssss you are amazing and perfect

Brennan my heart

Ok we like Emetterio

But do we like Kaori

We do but he remains with the empyrean, sad face

I know why it’s called iron flame

Haha get punched Brennan

Creating the wards should not be this easy

I was right

I like Felix

Wow I quite like Sloane and Dain they are actually cool maybe

Yep we like Dain

And Sloane she’s cool

Don’t touch my Ridoc, Rebecca

We don’t like Cat

Jack stayed at basgiath

I think I like Trissa

Guess what Sloane is the best

Rhi is the best teacher ever

Fuck yes Violet you badass

“Let’s feed her to Sgaeyl” - Rhiannon

“ good idea I could use a snack”- Andarna

Sawyer and Jasinia are so cute together I want them to end up together

I fully forgive Dain

Ok Dain get it you are really growing on me

So I was wrong about the name of the book

Aww Sloane you are a little softy

SHIT SOLOS

Holy fuck

SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT

Way to go andarna

Shit not Violet

Andarna nooo

You are amazing Sloane

Fuck yeah way to go Andarna ya slayer

He is an intinsic

noooo why

No no No no no why why

Ok she still loves him

Wyvern over 100 of them

17 venin holy fuck

Ohhh Ridoc

“Regrets are a bitch aren’t they”- xaden

“We do not eat our allies”- Tairn

What’s wrong with Baide

Jack? What the fuck

He’s evil fuuuuuuck

He killed Baide what the fuck

Fuck fuck fucketty fuck

Noooo he’s going to be a venin

Fuuuuuck I was right

Nooooo Baide

The wards are gone

What the fuck

THE MOST CRACKPOT FUCKING THEORY WAS RIGHT

OHHH MY FUCKINNNG GOD

Whot the fuck

Fucking Jack

He manipulated his dragon

Yesss kaori you boss

Yes Rhiannon get it gurl

Sawyer noooo

He lost his leg

Violet you badass

Andarna you queen I love you

The 6 and the 1 what does it mean?

What why would they be waiting for Xaden

Andarna is of all of them isn’t she?

She’s a purple isn’t she

650 years to hatch?

I think she’s a purple but I’m not sure

- [ ] Blue fire wyvern

- [ ] Green fire wyvern

- [ ] And red fire wyvern

Violet is going to die

Sloane is going to die instead

No no no no no no no no not Xaden and Lilith they’re going to die

Sloane isn’t dead she alive

Lilith is dead

What the fuck wtf wtf wtf wtf wtf wtf no nope no no no nope why

There has to be a way to save him he can’t be a venin there has to be a cure.

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK

“ I guess we’re brothers now “ - Jack Barlowe

LIKE HELL THEY ARE

THERE HAS TO BE AWAY TO GIVE THE POWER BACK TO PUSH IT BACK TO THE GROUND

[nomsfaultau]

The Lambs Wolves Wear Playlist

I was like ‘crazy these are all about Philza’ and yep that happens when he’s the protagonist...vague plot vibe and arc spoilers! And also now have figured out actual playlists....yippee! I think if it doesn't work someone say so..

Ofelia - Kiltro. I decided to start with this one because I feel like it really establishes the ambiguity and double meanings that laces The Lambs Wolves Wear. The ambiguity of the chorus between if the singer is saying "it’s a lie" and "it’s alright" and "it’s a lot" is really good for Philza’s burden of feigned solace. Particularly in the early days when Philza lies awake in a bed empty of Tommy, staring at the window the demon crawled out of. And "I love like a smoking gun". I mean come on.

Wolves of the Revolution - Arcadian Wild. About playing a part, keeping vigilant, and nature/nurture. Second, because this is more about what the "children" are like beforehand and infiltrating.

Under my skin - Jukebox the Ghost. This one is for “Techno” and them possessing Techno, and their mistrust of Philza/vessel families/humans as Techno tries to slam them with softer emotions. Here since "Techno" infiltrates first, and establishing WHY the "children" have incentive to lie.

Toes- glass animals. “Honey can you spy/the divine ape-swine/‘cause he can see you” particularly speaks to how “Technoblade” in turn interrogates the nature of humans, and “Tommy” treats them like instinct driven beasts. Like the entire chorus, for the insisting of personhood for an inhuman form, lying, “and all I ever want is just a little love”. We close of the "children" section wrestling with their personhood and learning to seek gentleness.

Final Girl - Graveyardguy. And immediately plunge into the horror of Philza. Immediate establishes how he views the situation and his plan of action. Although...I mean, obviously without the more sexual elements, but it’s the perfect encapsulation of the role reversal in a way that I kinda immediately thought about it when making this playlist. Deeply related to my essay on the gendered horror of Lambs.

The mask and the mirror - Poor Man’s Poison. About hiding an internal struggle and seeing you on the other side of hell. And being a little vehement out how good he is at his facade. "This face I wear for you/Goddamn I wear it well". After Final Girl as it moves away from Philza's schemes to the actuality of the situation as it sits in for the long haul, and just how much it wears him down over time.

And the hound - Yaelokre. ‘And the hound it is humming you a lie, a lullaby’. Philza oh my sheepdog. “Fear's not enough, they have to tear him apart” like ahhh it just fits really well. Philza's plan beginning to work.

Widow Me This - The Black Robinson Synthetic Orchastra. Philza as a literal widow, but also the way Philza spins allegories for the “children” and calls them to participate in their own snare. “I did my alllll and know that I failed/” and “down six feet I’ll sing you to sleep” and “But still it feels like none of it’s real”. Really digs into the mechanisms of manipulation.

Aishite Aishite Aishite - from justyouraverageweird who sent this ask to me here and made really good points about harmful, desperate love, and also matching the characters to the different singing tones in a way that’s really cool! I put it here to emphasize that Phil's plan only kinda works, and show that even their love is dangerous, prompting the next song.

Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing - Set It Off. Seriously. Like- bro. The vengeance, the lies on both ends. Particularly with the switch up where it looks like the wolves are actually redeeming themselves, only for Philza’s hatred to overwhelm it as they prove too deadly. Because this song is about despising a wolf in sheep clothing enough that the singer develops a vicious taste for blood.

Tomcat disposables - Will Wood. And then pulling back from the vengence catharsis to examine the horror of it from the "kids" side. The “children” beginning to become used to the kindness in Philza’s home that they never knew before. Learning to dream of simple things. Some of their lingering traumas and the horror of learning to trust and finding it betrayed. “Do I belong in right and wrong?/Nature, I guess.” for themes of nature vs nature. And “My struggles had a happy ending/they must want to be friends!…/what does it hurt?/My just desert is served, dig in.”

Dear Arkansas Daughter - Lady Lamb. Philza calling the “children” to try something new (tame/humanity/taking a swim in the water) only for it to be dirty, tainted. “My heart is full of swords” and “you who bares all your teeth in every smile/says I can always hear you sing, I wanna hear you speak to me”. I decided to end on this one because of the range of emotions it offers, bitter and tired and wanting to love someone but holding only danger (from both sides). It's the lies and deceptions and moments where you pray it works out. I don't know what better note to end it on than 'As my love for you is steadily dying/Darling child, true love of mine/true love of mine'

[sparrow-in-the-field]

Last Line Tag

Tagged by @strangethings-everywhere !

Rules: post the last line of what you're working on! (or something like that)

This was delayed because I was having trouble deciding what to share from The Cormorant that's not too spoiler-y. Y'all have to wait for the real chapter to see any present Don! But here's some I wrote recently of Bobby with his Aves:

“Yep, you’re right,” Bobby said with a sigh. “And we’ll be following your path northwards, so hell, maybe we’ll find you real fast, and then you and I can go back to Seattle. Leave poor Don alone once he realizes he can’t forgive me for our fucked up past after all.”

The cormorant made a grumbley noise of protest.

Bobby arched his brow. “What?”

Jack shook his head, but before their conversation could continue, Bobby jolted awake.

Also gonna share this Jorty kiss that I jotted down this morning because I really wanna write them a fic and I don't have time but I wanted them to kiss, so. Might as well share it now!

Jim kissed slowly, but that didn't mean it wasn't packed with heat.

It wasn't hungry; it wasn't rushed as if he was starved and needed as much as fast as possible. Instead it was patient, as if he was savoring it, like it was some precious thing that he needed to take in every detail of. The soft press of their lips, the drag of skin, the hot breath as their mouths opened to each other. It was messy and heavy and so unlike any other way Shorty had ever been kissed, that when he felt the warm wet of Jim's tongue press to his own, he nearly went weak at the knees. He was so turned on by kissing this way, he was already growing hard, leaning back against the wall and hoping Jim would follow, press his body against him, and -- Jim broke away. Shorty, delayed from chasing after him, opened his eyes. Jim smiled at him, cheeks deeply flushed. "Good night, Shorty," he said breathlessly. Shorty huffed, a smile growing on his own lips as he laid his head back against the wall, "Seriously?"

...maybe I should find time to write this fic. Lol.

Anyway, I'll tag @kcsplace and @borealopelta if y'all have anything you'd like to share!

[xxfromthestartxx]

Part 2 of new recruit plssss

Troubleshooting (Miguel O'hara) (Part 2 of New Recruit?)

pairings: Miguel O'Hara x Filipino F! Reaser

summary: You've been in the spider society for quite a while now. Having a complicated situationship with Miguel led you to facing consequences and having a hard time to decide. What will happen if you have to choose between him or saving the kids?

warnings: angst(?), MAJOR ATSV SPOILERS‼️, PTSD, very inaccurate description of PTSD because I can't explain the feeling(?), suggestive(?) in some way

a/n: I was actually having a hard time thinking of a title for this one but no worries, you'll get a context once you've finished the story!!

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 (COMING SOON)

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That was almost a year ago, now, you're officially part of the spider society, fighting and attending missions that were assigned by Miguel.

Right now, you were fighting an anomaly in an alternate universe, swinging around the city as you shot webs into the anomaly's body. You smiled at your work, his body barely noticeable because of the webs you've shot to his body.

You smiled at your work before throwing him the device Miguel had given you, just then your watch beeped. A hologram of Jess popped up and you immediately greeted her.

"Hey, Jess." You greeted with a smile, "What's up?" You asked, "A universe is collapsing, I would appreciate it if you go right now. I sent you the location." She replied, her voice firm.

"What?" Your eyes widened and nod, "Got it." You quickly opened the portal to the location and went running.

You walked out of the portal, examining what's happening. "Jess!" You called out the pregnant woman. "What the hell happened?"

"They interrupted a canon event." Her gaze fell on the group of four. You immediately recognized them. "Miles?" Your eyes widened at the realization, "Lagot kayo kay Miguel." (You guys are busted.)

"That's what I was saying." Jess said, "Y/n?" Miles asked, looking over to Gwen. "Even Y/n is part of the spider society?“ he asked her, his mask squinting.

You looked at Gwen before looking at Miles, then to the rest of the group of Spiderpeople who were examining the collapsing universe. "Tangina," you cursed, sighing before looking at Jess. (Son of a bitch,)

"What did the boss say?" You asked her, "He wants Miles on HQ, with Gwen." Jess said. "You know you shouldn't move around too much, you have a baby with you." You gestured at her, then her stomach.

"Care to go with them? I know Miguel would go nuts to them so I really would appreciate if you come." She said, the two spiderteens still staring at the both of you conversing.

"Sure, not like I have a choice." You said with a small smile, "I got it from here." You nod once then turned to the teens. "What the hell did you do?

"It was an accident, he didn't know." Gwen defended Miles, "Goodluck saying that to boss man." You huffed, "You know he's been grumpy these days." You continued, recalling the last time the two of you fought, it ended up being nasty.

"I know, but please? Try to talk to him?“ Gwen pleaded, putting both hands together. "I'll try, now, come on, Miles. We need to go there." You ushered the boy, creating a portal to the HQ.

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The four of you entered Miguel's Office, Hobie in tow while Gwen and Miles were right behind you. "This will freak him out, honestly." You muttered to yourself.

"Kalmahan mo beh, okay lang 'to." You tried to reassure yourself, picking at your hands. The voices of the others became more distant as it was replaced by buzzing sounds. (Calm down, it's going to be okay.)

This always happens to you when you're overwhelmed, even before you turned into Spider-woman. You were pulled out of your trance when Gwen called you out, poking your arms.

"Hey, you good?" She asked, worry filled her eyes. "Yep, totally." You were trying your best to be nonchalant about it but it's hard when you know something bad will happen.

As the 4 of you reach Miguel's office you notice Hobie stealing something, a curious glint in your eyes. You slowed down and let Miles and Gwen take the lead.

You walked with Hobie, flashing him a small smile. You let the hologram near your thigh disappear for a second, revealing your shorts. You reached something from your pocket and gave it to him. You placed your finger in your lips and smiled. He gave a smirk and nodded.

You covered yourself with the hologram once again, catching up to Gwen and Miles. Once the 3 of you entered the room, you let out a small cough. He didn't say anything until Miles looked at Gwen and was about to say something when Gwen stopped him.

"Yeah, I know it's long, but it's his thing." Gwen said and you could only shrug. "Miguel O'hara, meet Miles Morales." Gwen gestured to Miles. Miles chuckled and raised his hands. "Aye, que tal, tió!" He shrugged, "What? I speak Spanish." (How are you, uncle!)

You cringed at him before he brought out an empanada box. "Te treja... Una empanada-" he didn't get the chance to finish his sentence when Miguel used his web to grab the box. He looked at the group and said, "Que maravilla." (I brought you an empanada-) (Wonderful.)

He dropped the box and made eye contact with you. You raised your eyebrows before Miles' voice was muffled by your own thoughts. You were pulled out by your thoughts when your spider senses went off.

You quickly caught it with one hand while Miles duck. "He's worried about the Spot." He started, "I'll worry about the Spot." You clutched what he threw before dropping it, leaving a dent on the metal.

"What did I do?" Miles asked, still kneeling. "Miguel, it's not his fault." Gwen defended Miles, "Fault? Hold up." He stood up, looking at Gwen. "You blew another hole in the multiverse!" Miguel exclaimed.

"He doesn't know better." Gwen replied, "I do know- what- not know..." You narrowed your eyes on the conversation. "But you did, Gwen." Gwen closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. "And you," he turned to Hobie who was chilling.

"I'm just trying to ignore you." He turned his back before facing Hobie once again, "I just can't." You sighed before he repeated his words at the same time Hobie said, "I ain't even here." While laying down.

"Okay, that's enough." You stepped in, "Aren't you supposed to be on a mission?" Miguel crossed his arms at you. "I finished the mission early." You copied his actions, crossing your arms across your chest and looking up at him with a frown.

"Then you're dismissed." The tension was getting thicker and thicker and you could only scoff. "I'm not leaving these kids with you, you threw a metal at Miles!“ you squint your eyes at him. "What's happening?" Miles asked Gwen who only shrugged.

"Hey, Miguel! Come on, go easy on the kid. He had a terrible teacher." Peter B. came out of the shadows before sticking with one hand into the ceiling. He brushed off some bits of his food before talking. All of you turned to see him and you immediately smiled. Miguel noticed it and scowled.

"He had no chance." Peter chuckled, "Peter," Miles greeted, Gwen in tow. "Oh boy, humbling reality Spiderman has arrived." You chuckled at Hobie's words before shaking your head whilst Miles approached Peter with a hug. "Miles!" Peter greeted, "Dude!" The two of them hugged and you turned to look at Miguel.

Peter pulled away from the hug before placing both his hands on Miles' shoulders. "Don't be afraid of my friend Miguel, he just looks scary. He's got no bite." He reassured the child, you rolled your eyes before mumbling, "Oh trust me, he bites, alright."

"Peter." Miguel growled before turning his back. As Peter and Miles continued to talk, you took a look at your watch before texting your best friend that you might be home late and they might have to do the patrol by themselves.

You were interrupted when Mayday swung by you, babbling about something. She started crawling up, still babbling while Miles and Peter were still talking. "Mayday!" You smiled brightly at her before shooting a web next to her, landing right beside her.

"Hey, baby." You smiled, as she makes grabby hand to you. You carried her and cradled her to your chest before jumping down. "Who's Auntie Y/n's favorite niece?" You asked in a baby voice, poking her nose as she giggled. "Yes, you are." The both of you giggled while you pressed kisses on her face.

You pulled back, still smiling before she webbed her way to Miguel. You narrowed your eyes at her before she crawled at Miguel, sitting by his shoulder. She made grabby hands at you, and you sighed. You made your way beside Miguel, grabbing Mayday once again.

"You know a lot, young lady." You whispered to her, squinting your eyes before she blew raspberries at you, escaping your grasp and crawling at Miguel once again. Peter made his way beside Miguel, showing off pictures of Mayday casually. "Miguel, look at this one." He showed it to you before you got close and started complimenting the baby.

"Aw, Mayday is such a cutie! Ang sarap pisilin!" You squealed, putting both hands on your face. "I'm trying to hold a serious, adult conversation." Miguel replied, pushing you away from Peter. (I want to squeeze her!)

"Anyway, Y/n, one of the Peter's was looking for you, don't know why but he said it was important." Peter shrugged and looked at Miguel, waiting for his reaction. "Oh? Where?" You asked, tilting your head. "Cafeteria." He simply said.

"Alright." You shrugged before jumping down the platform. "I'm leaving the kids to you." You called out to Peter, walking away. Before you completely leave the area you stopped, pausing for a second before looking at Miguel. "Oh, and Miguel?"

He grunted, raising his eyebrows. "You left something in my apartment." You then walked away, leaving the scene completely. Miguel's face felt hot as Peter and others looked at him. "What?" Miles asked Gwen, looking at her with a confused face. Gwen shrugged at him before turning to Hobie.

Hobie smirked and shrugged, looking at Miguel. "What does she mean by that?" Peter was stunned to say the least. Miguel brushed him off before clearing his throat, regaining his composure and speaking once again.

"Not a word."

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It's not even half an hour when your spider senses went off, you excused yourself from the Peter who was looking for you and went to Miguel's office quickly, webbing yourself up and dodging the other spiderpeople.

"Shit, shit, shit." You repeated those words again and again. You made your way and found that there were a lot of Spiderpeople in the area. You squeezed through them to find Miles, Gwen, Peter, Jess, and Miguel in the middle.

Miguel captured Miles into one of the electromagnetic fields and everyone erupted into chaos. "Miles!" You called out, everyone turning to you. "Miguel, what the hell?" You reached for Miles but was stopped by a web.

"Peter?" You questioned him, looking at him. You easily broke the webbing and turned to Miguel. "He can't go back and it'll be safer if he's here." He said to no one in particular. "You can't just cage him!" Gwen exclaimed.

You glanced at Hobie, seeing how he was coaching Miles. "It's better this way, kid." Miguel replied to Gwen. "I said, don't call me that." Miles said before he broke the field, leaving everyone stunned. You smiled, proud of him for his power.

Miles realized these and looked at his fingers before he made eye contact with Miguel. He immediately ran away, you watched as Miguel ran after him, your heart dropping at the scene. "Tangina," you cursed before it all went ballistic. (Son of a bitch.)

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You didn't participate in the catch, preparing something while you pray for Miles to escape Miguel's wrath. You knew how bad it can be and how harsh Miguel could be. You are one to witness those things.

The next thing you knew, you were in the go-home machine because your spider senses told you to. You walked towards Spider-byte and waved your hand.

"Hey." You greeted too casually for your own liking. "'Sup? You didn't go?" She asked, referring to the chase. "I'm pretty sure most of the spider society is there, it won't hurt to miss one." You shrugged, examining the screens.

Your spider senses went off again, looking around for something but you can't see it. On the other hand, Miles was sneaking in, pressing buttons as fast as he could. That alerted both you and Spider-byte; the both of you looked at each other before she went to work. You purse your lips before helping her, trying to cancel the working machine.

Strings of curses were heard from the both of you, still trying to stop the machine. Out of nowhere, Lyla appeared and started helping the both of you. Spider-byte started duplicating herself and you could feel that someone was approaching.

It was a flash, one minute you were trying to get the go-home machine and the next minute you were watching in horror as Miguel tried to get Miles out of the machine. He was using his brute force, you glanced at Spider-byte who was thinking twice if she should help him. You didn't think about it and shot a web into the screen, sending Miles back into his universe.

"NO!" Miguel exclaimed, his breaths heavy and ragged. The robot beside him looked like it was tilting its head. Miguel ripped it off and you bit your lip in anticipation. He turned to look at you and you froze on the spot. "What was that?!" You flinched at his booming voice, pulling you back into reality.

"Where were you?!" He demanded, but you stayed silent. "All he had to do was listen!" He shouted, "Why didn't he listen?" He asked, turning his back to everyone. "Maybe you weren't hard enough on him!" Gwen tried to reason but Jess murmured. "Gwen, don't do it."

"You let him go, you didn't catch him, Gwen."

"Me?"

"Okaay- let's just all take a deep breath-"

"Peter, you want to back me up?"

"Well, okay, Miguel. As a father of a daughter and a son of a mother-"

"Yeah, actually, stop talking."

"Okay, duly noted."

Your brain was melting, you were this close to hyperventilating but you kept it together, it didn't help that the useless exchange of words were making you want to bury yourself in a hole. "Let me just talk to him.“

Gwen tried to walk towards the go-home machine but Miguel webbed his way to Gwen, towering her. "We tried that." Miguel said, walking towards you while Gwen backed up, "He's my friend."

"Yeah, that's the problem. And you," he stopped in front of you. Your composure never faltered, standing up straight. "You let him escape too." His voice was rough, it makes you want to scratch the hell out of his throat. "You didn't catch him either."

"You weren't even there." He raised his voice, "There were thousands of Spiderpeople who were chasing Miles with you, one Spider-woman isn't a big of a deal!" He stayed silent, glaring at you before Gwen spoke up.

"Do you know for a certain what happens if he breaks the canon?" At this point, she was behind Miguel. Miguel turned to her and started walking. "Do you want to find out?" He asked, "I told you she was a liability."

You clench your fists at his words, trying to calm down. "You're wrong. Jess, tell him his wrong." Gwen's voice and tone made your heart crack. Jess sighed, "He's not." She replied, making you seeth in anger, but this wasn't your fight, you knew what they talked about, and it breaks your heart that you couldn't do anything about it.

"Are you serious right now?" Gwen asked, looking at Jess. "I told you. You let him get away. I can't help you." Jess shrugged, holding her belly. "Y/n, please, tell him." She begged you. Your heart ached and you tried to reach for Miguel but Peter stopped you.

"Miguel, that's enough." You tried but he ignored you. "I'm not coming." Gwen said stubbornly as the claws of the go-home machine reached for her. "You're right." Miguel said coldly. You realized what was happening and you immediately pushed Peter out of the way.

"What?" Gwen was then grabbed by the machine, "Wait! Miguel, stop it!" You shouted, but Jess blocked you. "What the hell?!" Gwen raised her voice, struggling because of the machine. You gently pushed Jess away, not harming her baby on any way. You tried to web your way into the controls but Miguel webbed you first. "Miguel! Let her go!" 

"Go home, Gwen." You got out of his web, running to the machine while panicking before she begged for you. "Please, Y/n! Help me out here! Please! I need to talk to Miles!“ you purse your lips, trying your best but it was no use, Miguel had taken over the machine and it was final.

"We are supposed to be the good guys." Those were her last words before she was sent home. You dropped both of your fists into the control and groaned, hitting it on repeat. You knelt down, tears forming in your eyes. There was a silent pause, everyone was silent and you were too. "We are." You heard Miguel say, "We are the good guys."

You stood up, wiping away your tears. "Jess, prepare for a mission. And you too, Ben." Miguel ordered, walking towards you. "And you, you are out." Miguel towered over you, "So, that's it, huh? Alright, suit yourself." You removed your watch, throwing it at him. You let out a bitter laugh, shaking your head.

"That's it? That's how easy it is for you, huh? Of course it's easy for you. I was nothing for you in the first place. There's thousands of other variant of me and you've made that pretty clear." Miguel furrowed his brows at you, looking around before grabbing your wrist and pulling you away. "Stop." You tried to get away from him but his grip is strong. You're sure it will leave a bruise.

"Let me go, tangina ka." (You son of a bitch.) You pulled away, still struggling at his grip. "Hayop ka, bitaw sabi!" (You asshole, I said let go!) You push him away, but he just dragged you into somewhere private. "Puta ka! San mo 'ko dadalhin?! Bitawan mo ako! Pagkatapos mo ako paalisin sa grupo!".(You bitch! Where are you going to take me?! Let me go! After you kick me out of the group!)

"I can't understand you." Miguel groaned when you slapped him. "Wag mo ko ma-english english, ah!" You pulled your wrist away, massaging it before glaring at him. "What the hell do you want me to do, speak Spanish to you?" (Don't talk to me in english, ah!)

"Open a portal back to my universe." You demanded and he looked at you in the eyes. "You can't just tell everyone that and expect me to open a portal for you to go home."

"You wanted me out of the group, and I'm fine with it." You lied, gripping your wrist tighter. "What you said earlier." Miguel disregarded your last words, bringing the conversation about earlier. This wasn't his priority, he should've been on a mission right now, taking care of what Miles did but here he is, clearing up things with you.

"What? That I'm nothing to you? Didn't you make it clear? 'I could've picked any variant of you.' then you should've picked someone else!" You spat, glaring at him. "What?" Miguel narrowed his eyes. "Stop, please. Just bring me home so we can end this." You sighed, eager to go home so you could at least take a break for a moment.

"I'm not bringing you home until you clarify what you meant." Yes, you were stubborn but so is he. "Let it go, Miguel. I don't want to fight with you anymore, please." You ran your fingers to your hair, your heart beating fast.

"We agreed that there were no strings attached." That made your heart race and crack, you felt it drop to the floor. You sighed, not ready for this kind of talk. "There is no string. Now just let me go and you can chase Miles throughout the multiverse."

"I don't understand." Miguel said, running his hands on his face. "What more do you want me to say? That our whole situationship is nothing to you, that you just used me to get off, that this whole arrangement is a fucking regret to you?! You already told me that! You don't need to tell me again. You've made it clear when you were drunk. Now bring me back home or I'll use the go-home machine."

Miguel's eyes widened at your outburst but he easily regained composure. He walked towards you and you backed up, shaking your head. "Stay away." Your voice was shaky, you didn't know what you were doing, but it was just like a natural response to back away from him.

Miguel noticed the fear in your eyes and stopped, he didn't know why but he did. He didn't recognize it at first, it was foreign in your eyes, you never looked at him like that in a way and it shocked him. It made his heart stop for a moment. "Don't... Just don't come near me." You breathed out, shaky hands now noticed by Miguel.

"What?“ he tried to reach you but you flinched. He retracted his hands and looked at you with confusion. "Y/n..." His voice sounded so foreign to you, it was like this was the first time you met him. It was your brain's natural response to shut down everything when something bad happens.

Miguel looked at you with a mix of emotions, some unknown even for him. You looked so scared of... Him. You looked so frightened, so alarmed of him. "Get me home," you whispered, your voice still shaky. "I'm not-"

"Get me home!" You snapped, quickly putting a hand on your mouth before shaking your head. You didn't mean to raise your voice, your eyes widened and you slowly backed away. You gripped your necklace tighter on the other hand, ready to unleash whatever you can to just go home.

"Please, Miguel. I don't want to talk to you anymore, bring me back home." You were tearing up, tears making their way down your cheek. "Just, please." You were in the middle of a panic attack, your PTSD triggering your senses.

Miguel didn't know what to do, neither what to say. He could hear your heart beating too fast for your own good. He tried to reach for you but you backed away once again. "Y/n, calm down.

You couldn't, it was like it was happening once again. It was the same position as this and it was too much for you. You blinked, trying to calm down. "Shit," you cursed, facing your back at him before running to the go-home machine.

"Hey! Get back here! We're not done talking!" Miguel called out, chasing after you. You feel like your knees are giving up on you and your vision is getting blurry by the second. You shot a web for you to swing but It was too late, you lifted yourself up and realized your mistake. Your body fluids isn't in it's normal rates, in short, your webs aren't coming out of you. "Tangina." (Son of a bitch.)

Your arms felt like jelly, flailing around you. You tried to shoot webs everywhere just to catch yourself but no webs were coming out and you are falling at an alarming rate. You could feel the panic settling in your chest, and you thought twice before unleashing him. "Wait lang, shet." (Just wait for a moment, shit.)

The sight of a silhouette made your eyes shrink, you once again, tried to shoot webs from your wrist but the panic was messing with you. Messing with your brain. You tried and tried and tried but no webs were coming out of you. The silhouette was getting closer, too close for you. "Gago, Lord, hindi pa po ako ready." (Lord, I'm not ready yet.)

They grabbed you, securing you with their hands on your waist and the other to web the both of you up. You felt so light, you couldn't make up the world because of the stress. It was like you have a hangover from one of the nights you drank with your friends. "Buhay pa naman ata ako, noh?" (I'm still alive, right?)

You let out a slurred "Thank you" to the stranger before everything went black to you. The grip of your waist tightened, scared that if they let go, you'll fall. They settled you on the floor before calling for the med-bay to prepare for a patient.

Miguel let out a huff, fixing your hair to the side to get a better view of you. "What the hell were you thinking?!" He whisper-yelled, sighing before pursing his lips and looking around.

Miguel noticed that your necklace was broken, bits of your suit retracting because of it. He silently cursed before he saw a black kind of liquid leaking out. He blinked and it was gone. He rubbed his eyes before checking it once again. 

He shrugged it off before carrying you in bridal style. Soon, you glitched, sending Miguel in a rukus. Miguel almost dropped you, he barely made it, inches away from dropping your head. 

He clicked his tongue, getting a day pass from his watch and putting it on your wrist. He brought you closer, checking if you were okay. Not even glitching woke you up, you must be really tired.

He realized that the watch wasn't the only one that was keeping you from glitching, knowing you, you must've made the a similar device that could keep you from glitching. And his only guess was it was on your necklace.

"Fuck, you really are something, aren't you?" He whispered before continuing on walking to the med-bay, carrying you. A small smile tugged on his lips, looking at you softly. It felt so wrong, and it is wrong. He should be saving the multiverse but here he was, saving you first. "I told you no strings attached." He started, sighing before lokking away from your face.

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"But there was something connecting us even before I've said it."

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a/n: Get it? Trouble shooting? Helpp it was funny when I thought of it 😭 I'm so funny help