#A:I Live

[farmgirlfangirl]

Melting, AKA Sebastian ties his hair up and Alex loses his mind

Part 15/?

Part 14

Part 1

S: hey

S: I forgot to tell you that I want to be your friend too

S: Ugh so dorky god Alex I was already dorky enough you're making it worse

S; And I like you

S: Kill me now

S: Sorry I don't mean that. I really do like you. You are crazy to like me

S: But I'm glad you do

S: Okay cool gn

Sebastian was sitting at his card table, frozen, staring at his phone. Alex hadn't responded. It had been an hour since his last pathetic text. That was fine. It was fine. Maybe he was asleep. Or talking to Evelyn or Haley or… or maybe he'd changed his mind? Maybe he realized that he really didn't want to be friends or maybe Haley or someone talked some sense into him. Maybe Sebastian had been too mean, calling him dorky, saying “kill me now”. He should have been begging to be his friend, showering him with praise. Alex had only been sweet to him and here he was, being an asshole-

His phone pinged so much it almost fell off the table.

A: MYOHONEDIED

A: IWAS IN THE SHOWER AND MY PJONE DUED ABD I HAD TI CHARGE IT

A:SORRYSIRRYSORRY

A:I LIKE UOU SO MUCH SEBASTIANN

A:OKAY

A; WERE FRIRBDS NOW

A: AND I LIKE You

A: so much

A: I didn't mean that in like a not caps lock way I just wanted to add it

A: SO MUCG

A: MUCH

A: okay I'm so sorry I hope you're asleep

A: I'm so sorry

A: I like you so much Sebastian

A: I just wanted to say it again

A: okay goodnight!!!!! Please be asleep I'm going to sleep

He shouldn't have doubted him. Why was he like this? He was trying so hard to prove himself to Sebastian and Sebastian was being a jerk, not believing him. Alex liked him. And he liked Alex. That had been established! And they were friends! Established.

Sebastian was all too aware of what mutual liking between friends meant. But he didn't wanna say it. They weren't… dating… were they? That would be insane. But if they weren't, what were they? They weren't fucking (Sebastian did NOT want to think about that at all, that was not something he was thinking about at all, no, nope), so it wasn't really a friends-with-benefits situation. But now Gus (and Sam and Abby and Haley and possibly Emily) knew they were… together? So everyone would assume they were dating. Or fucking.

Dating Alex. Didn't seem real. Highly improbable. But Alex, for some reason, really liked him, and Sebastian had no choice but to believe him.

(Fucking Alex… Sebastian was not going to think about it. Nope. He wasn’t… going to think about it…)

He was so different than Sebastian thought he was going to be. Surprising. His eyes were so green. And he was so okay with being seen kissing Sebastian, being heard saying “I'll do anything you want” while pressed against a wall? Sebastian kept replaying that moment in his head, fluctuating between bewildered, aroused, and mortified. The stuff he'd blurted to Alex… and Alex has just told him “no, I like you and I'll like you no matter what”. His heart didn't know what to do with that. With being called wonderful, with being kissed like that. It was like blinking up at the sun after living underground, a fitting metaphor for the resident basement dweller. Sunlight is apparently addicting. All Sebastian could think about was when he might see Alex next. He felt stupid, wanting to see him every day, to bask in his warmth, to exist mindlessly with the high probability of being kissed senseless. The crazy thing was, Alex probably wanted more or less the same thing (Alex probably didn't feel stupid and probably didn't see Sebastian like the sun). Sam and Abby were feeding into this insane delusion (he needed to stop thinking of it as a delusion, he was going to push Alex away (maybe he should, for Alex's sake (but he didn't want to, selfishly))). But if Alex really wanted to see him every day, to exist mindlessly around him with the high probability of being kissed senseless… Sebastian would do anything to make that a reality for him.

He agonized over his response for too long but settled on:

S: Jesus how long does it take for you to shower

A moment went by before:

A: Wouldnt u like to know ;)

Sebastian was NOT going to THINK about THAT-

A: Honestly probably too long ):

A: Im so sorry i really didnt mean to leave u hanging like that

S: its very okay alex

S: i only went into a little bit of a panic spiral

A: NOOOOOOO

S: alex i swear its fine lol

A: ok

A: I like it when u type my name :)

Did he know how heartstopppingly cute he was?

S: go to sleep alex

A: okay :) :) :) goodnight sebastian

Abby and Sam would actually pass out if they witnessed Sebastian himself making the sober and conscious decision to send a smiley face.

S: goodnight alex :)

Sebastian had a hard time falling asleep because he couldn’t stop smiling. Or, unfortunately, thinking about Alex in the shower.

[cosmicanemoia]

Dinner Date

Amelia Shepherd x Reader

Love Me Till You Leave Me part 6

Amelia thought y/n asked her out on a date. Turns our she did, but just a friendly date, including Link, Owen, Jo, Teddy, Bailey, and her husband.

Amelia made it to your house. She knows where your house is because you asked Teddy her number, and you texted her the address. Amelia is now on your doorstep and rang the doorbell. You opened the door and welcomed her. You thought she looked stunning.

Y/N: Ames. *you already give her a nickname* Hi! You look beautiful as usual. I'm so glad you could make it. You're right on time. Please, come in.

A: Thanks. You look good, too.

As Amelia walks into your house into the dining area, there is faint chattering. She walked into the dining area and saw her friends and colleagues chattering up. She's shocked and thought to herself that she's stupid for thinking that you asked her out on a date, just the two of you. She let's a frown, which she erased quickly with a smile, and nobody seemed to have noticed it.

Y/N: Please take a seat *your hands on Amelia's back. You walk in the table and take out a seat and offer it to her. She now sat beside you.*

Everyone greeted Amelia. She greeted them back with less enthusiasm. She already wants the dinner that hasn't even started to be over.

They are now eating. Amelia notices that there are no alcoholic beverages, that there are only juices and ciders. Her confusion was through the roof, so she asked.

A: Just juices and ciders?

Y/N: ah. Yes. If you guys want some alcohol you should have brought some with you 'cause there is none in this house.

A: Why?

Everyone turns to look at you.

T: she doesn't drink alcohol.

L: Why?

Why? Is in the mind of all the others except you and Teddy. Everyone is curious as to why you don't drink alcohol.

A: Yes, why?

O: Are you alcoholic?

Yes, that's the best reason anyone could think of as to why you don't drink alcohol. But, they are wrong.

T: She doesn't like the taste o-

A: *she cuts Teddy off* Let her answer. I'm sure she can speak for herself.

Teddy abides and drinks her orange juice. Everyone's attention is once again on you.

Y/N: I don't like them. I don't like its taste. *you look down on your food and pause for a while* My father, my aunt, and some other members of my family are alcoholics. I've seen firsthand what it could do to people. It's toxic, and it ruins lives, not just the lives of people consuming it but also the family or someone close to them. I get that everyone has their own ways to cope. But I won't support them if their choice of coping mechanism is toxic and is hurting them and the people around them.

A: Sorry, I asked

Y/n: you have nothing to be sorry for. Ames. It's okay

Ames. That nickname you gave her makes the butterflies in her stomach fly around in her lungs. Amelia thinks the whole world is just a blur, and there's only one clear thing, which is you.

A:I was an addict. But that's a story for another time. Let's keep eating, shall we?

Everyone was eaten by the awkward silence. They make small talks, and the topic always changes from here to there. Dinner was over, and the guests thank you for inviting them over and left your house, except for Amelia, who offered (insisted) to help you clean up. Teddy offered, but Amelia cut her off, and Owen agreed that they should also leave.

Amelia was drying the plates with a piece of cloth. You and her didn't talk much, and there's just plain silence in the air while you were washing the dishes.

Before you are almost finished, Amelia said "I thought you asked me out on a dinner date." You look at her for a while, and you look back to the dishes. "Like on a date, DATE." Amelia clarified as she cleared her throat. You were quite still. "Are you having an affair with Dr. Altman, " she asked. You looked at her wide-eyed, and the pout on your lips turned into a smile. You look at the sink, and there are no more dishes to clean.

You walk over to the living room and sit on the sofa. "Come here, sit with me," you said as you tap the left side of the sofa that is unoccupied. Amelia walked over and followed your instructions without any questions. As she sat next to you, you moved closer to her. "Do you really want to know?" You scrunched your face and narrowed your eyes, as you asked her. Amelia nodded. "Well, me and Ted." You let out a deep sigh that seems to come from the bottom of the ocean. "How will I say this?" You look over her shoulder and stare into the void. Amelia is now curious as hell, "Just say it." You let out a smirk and a little chuckle and said with a stoic face and clear tone, "me and Ted. We're a couple." Amelia's eye widened. "A couple of good friends." You added to your last sentence and burst out laughing out loud while you slowly pull away from her. She smacked your shoulder, but it didn't hurt. "You asshole."

She laughs with you until you stop and ask, "What made you think we're having an affair?" Amelia didn't answer.

She asked you questions and you to her too. Nobody noticed that the time had flown away and the sun was almost rising. "Shit! It's almost morning, " Amelia stated, you look over at your clock and see the time. "Sorry, I didn't mean to keep you up all night." You said as you stood up and held out your hand for amelia to take. When she took it and stood up, you gave her one of your hugs. She thought it's one of the best hugs ever given to her by anyone.

You said your goodbyes, and as Amelia walked out of your door, you asked her, "Maybe we should have dinner again next time. Like a date, DATE." Amelia agreed and turned her back to hide the red all over her face. She looks back at you, and you are still looking, not keeping your eyes off of her. She waved you goodbye, you follow her figure until she's out of sight before you close the door. Amelia is still red, has a wide smile across her face as she walks, and waits for a cab to take her home.

[juno-of-wonderland]

¶Π MONSTER AU Π£

n/a:I changed the name from vampire au to monster au, thanks to the variety of things I added and i will write about au (in a slowly way).

Lords vampires

the red lord

…as? he should be the one who rules the rules perfectly… so why is he so attracted to a free spirit who goes against all the things he believed in most in his life?

....................🌹

the hybrid lord

food, that was the only thing you were supposed to be, no… the light that saved him from your own armor.

.................... 🦁

the lord of the coast

what an annoying, stupid and… interesting little thing you are to him, but he won't give up on putting you in one of his schemes… but he doesn't care if this dance continues for a while longer.

.................... 🐚

the sand lord

live without reins, live without chains, that's what he's been looking for all his life, the reason to become a vampire!… so there's no reason to continue by your side, but still…

.................... 🐍

Lord of Poisons

He is the beauty that did not lose to death, there is no one who lives long enough to rival his majesty… but perhaps a potato can reach his feet, if he allows it like the merciful being that he is.

.................... 🍎

Lord of shadows

Humans are a terrible race, always justifying their selfish actions with such false values, there is no reason to maintain a relationship with such a vile race… there is none, why did you disturb his reclusive life?

.................... ⌨️

Lord of Thorns

An ethereal, majestic and powerful being, coming from two pure bloodlines of vampires and blessed by dragons, yet, constantly, he seeks out a lovely being that is beneath him.

.................... 🐲

The other monsters

Cater - the photogenic patched monster Trey - cursed wizard

Ruggie - hyena werewolf Jack - white werewolf

Floyd + Jade - sea monsters

Epel - pixie

Ortho - living mannequin

Sebek - half human, half vampire Lilia - vampire

The humans

Rook - bounty hunter

Deuce - knight's apprentice Ace - adventurer

Silver - servant

Kalim - prince of scarabia

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parallel headcanon

01 , 02 , 03 , 04 , 05 , 06 , 07

[aliurophile109]

Might draw this later but I NEED to get this idea out there

So after a while, Dark Cream Cookie (my cookiesona) went back to the witches banquet (more info in bio) seeking answers to questions they had.

🖤=dark cream

💙=shadow milk (Sage of truth)

🧙=witches

🖤:please, take this. *gives sm a crumb from their chest*

💙:I don’t know what you’re doing, but please, be careful.

🖤:you know I’m never careful haha.

💙:…

🖤:don’t worry, I can’t leave you alone, you know?

💙:promise you’ll come back?

🖤:promise.

At the banquet:

🖤💭:ok, i got this. Just gonna relive some experiences i wish i never had! No biggie. Ugh. I swear I’m gonna- *sigh* just get this shit over with.

🖤:*comes around corner to face the witches* greetings godly creators, I’m sure you remember me. You have brought me here once before, and I have lived. I assume you thought I would never return, but here I am. Now known as Dark Cream Cookie, I come bearing questions on this feast of a thousand years. (They hate speaking fancy, but they assume the witches wouldn’t respond to a rude cookie)

🧙‍♀️A:ah, yes. We remember you well. From what I recall, you lost an arm correct? Some powerful magic must have healed it. I’m curious about you, young cookie.

🧙‍♀️B: calm down, we cannot do this now. They escaped us once before, it is not worth it to try and capture them again.

🧙‍♀️A:I suppose you’re right. We would have answered your questions, but you are a defiant little cookie who does not deserve them.

🖤:give me answers, and I will lay down my life to you. I will let you consume my body, every crumb on your plate. All I ask for is answers to three questions. I assume that these will be easy to answer, given how wise you are.

🧙‍♀️A:my, what a flatterer! Now this is an interesting proposal… Very well. We shall answer your questions, and devour you after. Now, ask away.

🖤:my deepest thanks. My first question, who is my creator? I know that there was a single witch who created me. I would like to know who they are.

🧙‍♀️B: you’re a smart one. Your maker was named Svetlana. She was a sweet one. A heart of gold, as they say. She was also very talented. You were her first. An impressive start, truly.

🖤:if that’s true, why did you throw me to the badlands?

🧙‍♀️A: because you were not ready. We wanted to make sure you were prepared with the best flavor, and hardships often make crunchy cookies.

🖤:That’s what I thought…

🧙‍♀️B: Svetlana made many fine cookies. She was always sweet to her creations as well. She initially wished for us to not banish you, but one person was not enough to stop us. After that, she created cookies in secret, finding over them, caring for them, protecting them. Though she knew she couldn’t keep them forever. Eventually, she put them all on what you call “earthbread”, wiping their memories in the process.

🖤:interesting. For my second-

🧙‍♀️A:ah ah ah, you already asked two questions, remember?

🖤:… for my third question, I only ask one thing: why do you give cookies life, just to eat them?

🧙‍♀️B:hmm… well, life powder is what gives cookies an better flavor.

🖤:so you can make cookies without life… but you choose to because it adds more flavor?

🧙‍♀️A:yes. That is correct.

🖤:you make me sick.

🧙‍♀️A:well, you agreed to this. Now, as we have answered your questions, which one of us shall eat you? I will give you the honor of choosing.

🖤:… is it possible for Svetlana to eat me?

🧙‍♀️B: a foolish cookie, but we will serve your dying request. You have given us great entertainment after all. Svetlana is in the kitchen. We shall bring you to her.

🖤:… thank you.

At Shadow milks castle:

💙:come on, when will they be back?

*Crumb starts shaking, eventually growing back into Dark Cream Cookie*

💙:oh, thank the witches your back!

🖤:…please don’t say that…

💙:but I was worried sick! I couldn’t help but pray for your return!

🖤:then don’t pray to the witches. Every last one of them makes me want to crumble to dust.

💙:… what happened?

🖤:you don’t want to know.

💙:I’m the fount of knowledge! It’s my job to know!

🖤: knowledge is a sick joke. All it does is bring pain.

💙:… where did you go? Can you at least tell me that?

🖤:the witches banquet.

💙:ah, the banquet held every thousand years? Oh, it should have been amazing! I wish I could’ve gone!

🖤:I wish I hadn’t.

💙:…

🖤:…

During the night, shadow milk snuck out to the witches banquet himself, burning with curiosity. That night changed everything.

[somthingsomethingblog]

Dragon nest prompt

You can use any part of the prompt however you please, this is for a ship crack fic, but you can just not use this part

i am also barely familliar with supermad and louise, new to the fandom and all that jazz..

"So, who the f███ dates who?"

Danny Fenton / Batman

Batman/ Danny (Danny preferably kind of older) 

Clark/Batman

Clark/ Louise

Danny/Clark

Loise - Danny brotherly relationship

Loise and Bruce are good friends. 

Loise is the sensible one, then Danny.

Why? Clark would die for the world in a single combat. Bruce would burn out then die. Loise preventts the two. Danny might've done so before, when he was a teenager but not anymore plus he literally can't die- Danny is a concept of space travel, concepts don't die, they might get wiped out but it is not the same 

Also, (writers mercy) you could put in the "mentor" danny - Danny was a vigilante before Bruce was, and with his powers developing he became a living shadow of a vigilante, lurking in shadows, no one ever was sure if he was there or not when he was patrolling, Bruce took the idea and figured out how to imitate stuff with technology instead of superpowers before meeting other man face to face (maybe phantom went off the grid with all the infinite realms/ ghost zone bs) 

And maybe, just maybe phantom does not want to go full vigilante, but loves helping out sometimes, and since the difference between him and actual Batman is an inch of height, phantom making puns, and a face shape he and Bruce converse 

The amount of Batman's doubles

There is two of them, and one of them can be anywhere anytime (including but not limited to: mirrors! Shadows on a flat wall, your closet, and maybe even replacing your loved one when you blink, you can never tell) and it's not clear if it's the one that laughs and makes puns sometimes. 

Then there is Dick wearing the mantle at some point-

I just think it would be hilarious in the context:

A:I saw Superman kiss Bruce Wayne

B: BUT HE'S MARRIED TO LOISE?? 

C: BUT HE DATES BATMAN?? 

D: I literally saw him and Louise take turns kissing a weird Bruce - alike, maybe they are on a three way relationship? 

A: No! It was Wayne! Like, coming out of his stupidly rich car with Tim Wayne! 

B: what the hell...

Danny was not, in fact, kissed by Loise, they aren't like that for each other

____

And

____

A: am I being watched? 

B: Probably, bats have eyes and ears inside of walls. 

Danny, still in the wall, where cannot possibly be placed a camera or a speaker: I mean you aren't exactly wrong

_____

&

___

(Hero¹): So, am I tripping or is there multiple Batmans? 

(Hero²): What? 

(Hero¹): So I was watching the camera and- he entered the same room twice, while never leaveing, and then left it three times in a row and maybe, just maybe he's actually not human and like- a bacteria- and, and he spreads?? 

Danny overhears, and robs Clark into wearing the mantle together with the three for a week, chaos ensures. 

Bruce will never, under any pressure admit that he is having fun, but he does that's why he didn't protest that much and gives up kind of faster some time later when the story gets slightly forgotten 

Sorry for any mistakes, writing in english is so much harder then my native tongue.. 

Would love to hear your thoughts, additions and read any works you may come up with! 

also, yes, first time using tags.

[fnafsbheadcanon]

The three playing Minecraft:

Cassidy: *Sees a pig* Hey look it’s you Mr. Afton.

William. A:I don’t like the way you’re staring at me pig. *Hits the pig multiple times*

Gregory: Is this friendly fire?

Cassidy: It’s something alright.

William. A: Get back you bare back bacon. He keeps running away. Stop trying to live.

Cassidy: “Stop trying to live” where have I heard that one before?

Gregory: Flashbacks

William. A: *Kills the pig* Get recked you stupid pig. *Starts T-banging the pig*

Cassidy: Are you t-baging?

Gregory: William you didn’t assassinate Saddam Hussein you just killed a pig.

Plot twist: that pig was actually just pig patch playing as his character in Minecraft

[ceadgearst]

Q and A

Q:You did what?

A:I spilled my guts

Emptied that cavity from my neck to my nuts

Q:What are you, nuts?

A: no, I am madly in love

Maybe just enough or maybe not enough

It’s tough cause I am my own cuffs binding my wrists so when you ask

Q: what gives?

A: will always be how I live

[publicentity411]

Incident Report #6535-AƒΘ Supplemental

CECR (*a) gathered from public terminal with network address: Ygmy#H1WF#4WkS#gxAR#8PV8.0.36 (*b)

connected with unknown terminal, unknown location, unknown address

Fragment begins

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A: (Agitated)C'mon c'mon c'mon...

Terminal: Connection Accepted

A:BIGS! Bigs, man, you gotta come get me. I've got something real good, bigs.

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A: C'mon man! Don't be like that, not when we've hit the jackpot! ....(concerned) Bigs? Bigs?! SHIT

Angry Muffled Voice

A:(Away from terminal microphone) Sorry man, geez.

Terminal: Reconnecting....Connection Accepted

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A:I know, I knowI knowI know, it's a public terminal but I'm at Q's, they don't hack your shit and they don't watch! B-

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A:Fine, just...come get me?

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A:(Sighs) Look, You know that one door on______ we always see those suits coming from? (Growing in excitement) Sometimes with the blue gloves and clipboards? I snuck in! I could only search a couple rooms 'cause it was dark and felt like there was something...moving in there, but I grabbed this!

-A Holds up obj. 45, partial label scan confirms (*c)

It has to be something big, with all the hush-hush. Haha!

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A: Nonono, don't disco on me again! I can tell you got interested, just come get me and we'll find a buyer.

---

A:(Sighs again) Look, it says Lensic Research(*d) and something about Vol-Mem, whatever that is, it looks legit!

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A: Fine, let me jack it in and I'll show it to you. (As he's reaching for his skull-port.

Rustling and mic noise has been redacted from the recording along with other irrelevances to the investigation. Next view is A scanning the research data, initially pleased, but his expression changes as it starts to flow unfiltered through his internals and flood him, similar events have been witnessed in our testing environment, but his reaction is unique.)

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A: Hhggkl

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A:(Begins hyperventilating) Wh-What is, nngh! (Pulls the jack from his skull, no doubt painful judging by his expression but he's in the data-reverberation stage by now, approaching overload.)

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A:No,nonononono, gotta- (A then attempts to re-connect his internals, probably in futile hope of rebooting them while conscious, dangerous as that is, but we have already determined that this doesn't end the process as it's now crossed the digital-bio barrier and is using the subject's brain for further storage and processing.

A is then seen entering into muscle lock, struggling to breathe, eyes rolled, eyelids fluttering, drool running from his clenched teeth, then blood as, one can assume, some of them crack. It was undetermined if he chewed off his tongue during this or the following episode, though that didn't seem to render him incapable of speech as our scrubbed social media report indicates.

The last video of A is his body going slack, head down, messy brown hair hitting the camera lens hard enough to knock it askew. When he slowly looks back up his irises have become completely bleached, the sclera reddened, pupils dilated painfully wide. His body becomes inert, not even breathing while he maintains eye contact with the lens. He speaks a single word:

A: Ophiuchus.(*e)

Supplement ends as the connection terminates with A's first violent outburst.

(Investigator's note a. The connecting address was heavily encrypted and Qwarkey's maintains a strict anonymity policy which limits our ability to reconstruct the data via conventional means. What we have gathered here was recovered from a fragment of the seized terminal's storage that wasn't corrupted or destroyed by the company's data protection process and/or the resulting damage caused by the incident as noted earlier in this report.

Addendum: The subject referred to as 'Bigs' has since disappeared, though as that alias is in use by more than 60,000 known operators globally, and several hundred ceased operations at the same time as the incident, we have no way of knowing which were actually involved or viewing it live.)

(Investigator's note b. Registrar places this device as installed at a public network cafe with the business name of Qwarkey's Inc. which has been summarily closed and scrubbed. The standard cover story has been implemented.)

(Investigator's note c. Object 45 is one canister from the Comprar data-set. It was confirmed missing from the facility after acknowledging the security breach in question. It has been damaged but recovered after the incident.)

(Investigator's note d. It was at this point that our external security net was alerted and we began monitoring the incident as it unfolded, our teams were en route within 30 seconds but only arrived within our projected four minute response time. Luckily we beat first response enough to scrub the scene and let them handle the cleanup.)

(Investigator's note e. Ophiuchus is Greek for "Serpent-Bearer." A speaks this word with perfect Grecian pronunciation though his accent, mannerisms, and apparent genetics do not point to any connection culturally. Gene sequence is still pending. Our investigators are still trying to determine the significance of this word but have thus far turned up too many leads to narrow them down. Though we are compiling a report summarizing what it could mean, we are hoping that an appropriate context will emerge as we continue to test and process the Comprar data-set.)

[ao3feed-izuku-midoriya]

Alright Let's do This One Last Time

alright let's do this one last time by I Live 4 Books

Izuku Midoriya, twenty-two years old and undoubtedly the only remaining hero from his graduating class at UA, lay in the midst of the battlefield which had been steeped in the blood of his enemies and allies and friends over the course of the past several years. With nearly all of Japan having been destroyed and nothing else to live for, Izuku sends himself back in time in one last attempt to make things right.

also i ain't tryna receive anon hate cuz someone didn't read the fucking tags so to my anime onlys out there: read them lil bitches cuz they be important and im tryna protect your souls

Words: 5383, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Gen

Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Gran Torino, Shimura Nana, Shimura Kotarou, Banjou Daigorou | Lariat, Second One For All User, Yoichi | First One For All User, Sensei | All For One, Todoroki Enji | Endeavor, Shuuzenji Chiyo | Recovery Girl, Garaki Kyuudai | Ujiko Daruma, Midoriya Inko, David Shield

Relationships: Midoriya Izuku & Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Gran Torino & Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku & Shimura Nana

Additional Tags: Time Travel Fix-It, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, BAMF Midoriya Izuku, how Gran Torino accidentally becomes a dad, Protective Midoriya Izuku, All For One is a bitch, so is Second tbh, One For All is having a malfunction, anime onlys need to take a backseat for this one, cuz this contains a shit ton of spoilers, we up to date in this house, mostly

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/43518153

[ao3feed-tododeku]

Heritage

Heritage by I Live Today

Izuku is a high school student living life like any other.

Well, maybe if you get rid of his aversion to touch.

..And probably his creepy muttering habits.

...And that notebook he carries everywhere...

....Not to mention he's quirkless... Wait.. You can't change that..

Right?

Words: 1810, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen

Characters: Class 1-A, Midoriya Izuku, Shinsou Hitoshi, Sensei | All For One, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Midoriya Inko

Relationships: Midoriya Inko & Midoriya Izuku, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku & Shinsou Hitoshi, Class 1-A & Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku & Sensei | All For One

Additional Tags: AfO!Izuku, Sensei | All For One is Midoriya Hisashi, Light Angst, Define 'Light', General Education Department Midoriya Izuku, Business Education department Midoriya Izuku, Hero Department Shinsou, Kidnapping, Manipulation, Add more as I go I guess

Read Here: http://archiveofourown.org/works/18082619

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[seasinkarnadine]

42 catradora

42. I'm going to save you from the terrible date you're having

B: “So tell me about yourself.” His words appear in bold white text across the phone screen set in front of him. There are a few errors, but the live transcribe app he’s downloaded manages a better job than many others she’s had to experience. (A: This isn’t a date.) She texts rapidly, because she is not giving him a modicum of hope in that department. She hits send and looks up at him expectantly. There’s a sort of deer in the headlights expression on his face for a few moments before his phone catches his attention. He reads over her message before turning back to her and smiling. B: “I know.” The words appear in a scroll, sometimes scrubbing back to self correct. “I want to get to know you better." (A: What do you want to know?) B: “Were you born deaf? Do you have any siblings? How long were you a police officer?” (A: No, I could hear until I was 13. That's why I can speak and still mostly be understood. I remember what the sounds are like. I still remember how I sound.) She reaches for her coffee mug and takes a sip. It's delightfully hot. That's about all she can say though; Barre put in too much milk and sugar. She wonders if Catra would make it the same way. B: “Do you miss it?” (A: Miss what? ) B: “Hearing.” She thinks of Catra throwing her head back and laughing. (A: Sometimes.) (A: What is your first name, anyway?) She's only a little embarrassed that she hasn't asked sooner. B: “Rock no. Rock Oh. R O C C O, Rocco. Rock O. Barre. R O C C O Barre.” A waitress stops by to ask if everything is to their liking (at least Adora assumes so; it's hard to read her lips in the dim light of the cafe), and then moves on. At least it's nice and warm inside. A sudden storm has washed over the city and the windows of the shop weep with rain. B: “So, do you have a boyfriend?” A: (No. I’m gay.) Hasn’t she told him this before? B: “Girlfriend, then?” She almost says yes, if only to get him to stop asking. Instead, she takes a sip of her sickeningly sweet coffee. (A: Were you born in the city?) She asks him, because she feels like she should at least put in some kind of effort. B: “No, just outside of it. Most of my family is still out there, though. Are you deaf? Because of the white fever?” (A: Yeah.) B: “How did your parents take that?” (A: I never knew my parents.) B: “That’s unusual or maybe not that unusual--I mean what do I know really. Were you in a foster home or something?” (A:I was adopted by this older woman named Razz. She took care of me.) B: “Did she already know ESL? Or did she learn when you lost your hearing?” (A: We learned together.) Adora bites the inside of her cheek. It’s been too long since she went to visit Razz’s grave. B: “That’s great, though, I mean, that you had someone to do that with--hey! Teach me how to sign my name?” “B-A-R-R-E.” She signs. B: “Wait, I missed it--again?” And because it seems like he is genuinely interested and not simply trying to be polite, she walks him through each of the letters. It takes him a few tries, and he’s painfully slow, but no more than any other person first learning their signs, and the way he grins with pride at the end makes it worth it. (A: You’ll be fluent in no time.) She texts. B: “It’s great to learn new languages. I mean I only know the one really but I have this one uncle who knows like 10. He is a doctor. He didn’t used to know as many but when the White Fever happened there were a lot of patients who didn’t speak the same language because I guess some of the hybrids have a language entirely of their own or something? So he decided to learn some. Did you know that they were the primary like uh what’s the word uh carriers for the first wave? If it weren't for them. We could have contained it so much faster more them died, right. A friend of mine told me it’s beat they're not clean.” The way it was taught to her in school, the hybrids were largely responsible for the initial spread of the Fever. Some scientists posited that it was because most hybrids don’t take showers or bathe in the same way that humans do, but there’s never been any real substantial evidence one way or another. Nevertheless, the rumor started that hybrids are inherently dirty, and it’s been a reputation they haven’t been able to shake. They are filthy. They’re flea-bitten. They carry diseases. But. Adora remembers watching the painstaking hours Catra spent brushing through her fur. She remembers Catra, back split open, trying to peel off the dirty sheets of her bed. She remembers her trying to wash the dishes with her knuckles cracked. (A: Not all hybrids are dirty.) Adora texts. It feels weak. B: “Uh I’m sure they’re not, not all of them, but still enough. And I mean they’re behind this gang war, too, right I mean they’re very violent. My uncle he. My other uncle I mean not the same one who was a doctor. This uncle was carjacked a few weeks ago by some hybrids can you believe that? I mean I don’t blame the cops I know you guys are doing the best you can, right, with the resources that you do have after all but it’s hard because there sure are a lot of them they kinda breed like rabbits don’t they? My dad’s friend told me that for every human baby born there are two hybrid babies born.” It’s at that moment that Catra walks through the door. She’s wearing a heavy jacket with the hood up and Adora does not think she has ever been more beautiful. Adora waves frantically, ignoring the way that Barre turns his head. “Fancy meeting you here.” Catra signs from across the room.Catra removes her coat and shakes rain water out of her shaggy mane. She’s wearing fishnets beneath her ripped jeans and her hands are adorned with fingerless gloves. Her yellow-blue gaze flickers to Barre and back. “In need of some rescuing, princess?” B: “Oh, uh hi uh are you a friend of Adora’s?” He’s turned in his chair and is holding out his hand in greeting. Somehow it still feels like he’s looking down his nose. Catra stands across from where Adora’s seated and for a moment there’s this open, unguarded expression of longing. Adora’s still trying to determine if she’s actually seeing it or if she’s projecting when Catra blinks and the shutters come down once more. Her face is a mask. She sits down on the arm of a plush red chair immediately adjacent to Barre. B: “Hey...is everything alright?” He asks, brows knitting together. “What are you doing with this joker?” Catra signs, expression completely impassive. “I owed him a favor.” She admits. “Is this a date?” Catra raises her eyebrows. Something like a smirk curls her lips. Oh no. “This is not a date.” She cannot have Catra thinking she’s on a date with someone. “Does HE know that?” She asks, eyes firmly on Adora even as she jabs a clawed thumb in Barre’s direction. B: “Adora is she bothering you?” (A: Barre, this is my friend—) but before she manages to hit send she sees new text has appeared in white on Barre’s phone. “I’m her girlfriend.” Catra sits on the arm of the chair, calm as can be, like she hasn’t just dropped this bomb in the middle of the cafe. B: “Oh.” Barre says. Then, “OH,” his eyes go wide. B: “I’m--I’m Rocco Barre, from work, with Adora, I mean I work with Adora, this is just coffee between friends--but I’m sure you know that, because you’re dating and you probably talk about all that sort of stuff,” he rambles. He at least has the decency to look embarrassed. He holds out his hand again, as well. B: “I am sure you are perfectly clean and very hygienic. I mean you came in out of the rain so you know, you had a shower already today!” “Has this guy lost his fucking mind?” A smile curls at the edge of Catra’s lips. There’s something less...sour, about it this time. “I wouldn’t say he’s crazy, but he’s definitely an idiot.” “I hate him.” “Okay he’s not THAT bad. Be nice.” “He called me dirty.” “Like I said. He’s an idiot. Hang on—” Adora starts to type up a message on her phone, because she knows what it’s like for people to make false assumptions about you. A: “Some hybrids use combs and brushes for their fur instead of taking showers, because they don’t sweat the same way that we do.” She looks up from the message she’s typing to see that Barre is trying to talk to Catra. Keyword, trying. She looks to be completely ignoring him, apart from the occasional reflexive ear twitch. He turns his attention when his phone (presumably) pings, notifying him of the message she sent. B: “Oh! I mean wait really is that really. Some of them clean themselves like. Wait. So they don’t sweat spike we do?” “Would it be easier if I translated?” Catra wonders out loud, signing as she speaks. “Your device is...a little inaccurate.” She reaches forward with a claw and taps at the screen of Barre’s phone. He frowns for a moment, then looks to Adora. B: “I mean I guess so what harm could do right Adora?” From the look on Catra’s face, quite a bit. But how can she say no? She shrugs. B: “Sorry you are the first deaf person hive really talk to to so this is very new to me” “You’re the first deaf person I’ve met so this is new to me.” Catra translates. Adora admits it’s much easier to look at her than squint at the text on Barre’s phone. “A lot about this whole experience is new to me, actually. The two of you make for an unusual couple.” Barre states and Catra signs. He keeps looking at her while he’s speaking. It’s awkward because Catra’s sitting immediately next to him so he’s constantly craning his neck. “How long have you known each other?” “We met yesterday. We’re getting married tomorrow.” Catra responds curtly and Adora kicks her shin. “I asked you to be nice!” “How can I be nice to someone who looks like what this guy looks like?” Which isn’t an answer at all really and yet somehow exactly what Adora expected. Barre speaks up again. “I am sure that the wedding will be very beautiful.” Catra translates.. Adora can’t tell if he is joking or not. “We’re not actually getting married.” “Ohhh.” His left leg bounces up and down and he considers this new information. Two seconds of this and Catra apparently loses interest, reaching over to Adora’s coffee. She cradles it in her palms for a moment before taking a sip. “This isn’t how you take your coffee.” She scowls. B: “What are you smiling at?” Barre asks, and Adora blinks a few times to shake away the feeling of warmth in her chest. (A: “Something silly Catra said.) “How do you know that’s not how I take my coffee?” She asks Catra, who is still holding her mug. “Well for starters, it’s consumable.” “Why did you drink it if you know you hate how I take my coffee?” Catra just shrugs, and Adora rolls her eyes. “Also are you going to translate or not?” “You are such a needy girlfriend.” Catra rolls her eyes. Adora tries her best to push back the feelings of warmth and affection that swell in her chest. “What were you two talking about?” Barre asks through Catra. “How she needs to get her hands off of my coffee.” Adora answers. B: “Those are the consequences of being in a relationship though haha you share your coffee!” Even though Catra is translating, Barre’s phone is still out. Which is good because what Catra says next has nothing to do with coffee. “He says that you should give me whatever I want and that also I’m going to take you home and push you against a stall and kiss the fuck out of you.” Heat immediately rushes to her face. “I--I’m—” she stutters out loud. C: “Oh would you look at the time! I just realized that there’s somewhere we need to be. Thanks so much for this--whatever your name is. Bye!” Catra’s words appear on Barre’s phone in time with the grin on her face. B: “Aw this too bad. Thanks for coming! We have to do this again sometime. Catch Ah can come too. Have a good—” day! At least that’s what she assumes he says. Catra grabs Adora’s shirt collar and tugs her away before she can finish reading. “Bye! Thanks!” She squeaks, helpless to do anything but follow Catra . She’s never been happier to step out into a rainstorm.

[fivegems]

🐰 SeeK Vol.14 Interview (source:DiamondTaem)

We interviewed Onew last autumn. Actually, It was through an interpreter, but this time we had a direct conversation with Onew in Japanese. He is warm and it seems like he can choose unique words. Is it transmitted to everyone?

A relaxing full Japanese Interview

"I feel like I can speak a lot in Japanese" (laughs) "I studied by sending messages in Hiragana and voicemails" “I watched dramas such as 'Hanzawa Naoki' and 'Liar Game' in order not to forget Japanese Language" “I would like to eat at the restaurant I was searching for while taking a walk in Japan As if I was looking for a treasure"

Q: It will be 8 years since (SHINee)'s Japanese debut, So how do you think your Japanese language skills have improved compared to the time of your debut? A: I couldn't do anything at first but recently I can able to talk. I feel like I learned so much I can hold a conversation like this (laughs)

Q:What was difficult or easy to learn? A: What was difficult is the Kanji, that I can't read yet but since I can read it occasionally, When I was in Japan, I always asked my manager to teach me the letters on the signboards. Katakana and So on. Foods were easier to learn.

Q: What is your favorite foo Ah, Chinese softshelk turtles. I've eaten a lot of things but I didn't have that experience, So I was like "Eh, can you eat something like this!?"

Q:Please tell us how to study Japanese in "Onew-Style" A: A brother-like-friend if mine lives in Japan nd when I want to learn, I tell him "Teach me" and he says "Ok ok" Since then, I've been emailing him writing in Iragana and Voice-mailing.

Q:When you started studying, what did you think was the most difficult to learn? A: At first I couldn't speak from my own mouth because I wasn't confident. I could organize (the words) in my head but it wouldn't come out of my mouth. Then when I wen to eat with that friend of mine, he would said "You make the order" but I still couldn't read Japanese at that time So I would ask him how to read it and I would make the order. I was really nervous. I could speak a a few simple Japanese words and if I didn't understand, I used gestures, but my head was very frustrating and I thought I had to study more. From that that time, I started studying! In order not to forget the Japanese language, I watch dramas and animes and increased the chance of touching the Japanese language. That's why sometimes a line(phrase) comes out. So~metimes, Sometimes@ Just like an old man's gag(laughs)

Q:Speaking of Onew, who is good at old man's gags, How do you come up with a Japanese gag? A:Just think of words that are not the same but similar. Maybe because I was studying English in elementary school, the words come to mind in spelling. I use it to create a different Japanese word that resembles the word, I associate it while wondering "Maybe it can be like this?"

Q: What do you think is interesting in Japanese? A:Long and short pronunciation. Or "Rain" and "Candy" (ame for both words) "Bridge" and "chopsticks" (hashi), Where only a change in the intonation and the meaning is completely different. It's interesting so I'll make an old man gag (laughs)

Q:Are there such words in Korea too? A: There are, There are. There are alot of them. For Example "Bae". "Ship" is "Bae", "Pear" is "Bae", "stomach" is "Bae". It's that.

Q:What would you want to since you've improved your Japanese? A:I guess a gourmet tour because I love food, When I take a walk, I like to eat at the first place I go. Instead of (going to) a famous place, I go to a place I was searching for. I want to do it Japan.