#IGNORE ANY GOOFY ERRORS

[thedrotter]

i saw this trend and it reminded me of Yuuichi okay i had to do it ... featuring Yuuichi's heart on the back: for once they get along on the topic of mayonnaise

[agoofyannoyancetolaw]

debt

a/n: a goofy lil graves post for my goofy lil graves enjoyers. If there’s any errors I wouldn’t know because I’m too tired to check

minors DNI

Too many drinks. Too many bets. Too many lost clients and personal savings going into shadow company- lead graves to something he promised never to do. Losing his pride, at a strip club no less, with only a cowboy hat and a black mask on, as well as some assless chaps and leather gloves, the feeling of his bare chest in the cold air of the club making the hair at the back of his neck stand up.

he could practically feel the burn of the eyes of people looking at him as if he was a toy or a pretty little housewife to take home- but he started to like it, having attention on him even if it was more as a showpiece then a commander, and the free drinks at the bar weren’t helping his ego.

he could hear some men whistle him over, to which he attempted to ignore despite it being his job.. his eyes instead focusing on you at the very back booth- one of his own men no less. And you were looking right back at him, blissfully unaware that the masked cowboy was your commander.

and of course, you had to whistle him over- he was just to pretty not to :(, his movement going from ego filled to nervous on minutes as he sat next to you, feeling your hand slide around his waist, and feeling you softly pull him onto your lap. He could feel your bulge against the thin jeans under his chaps, the warm sensation making him blush in embarrassment and humiliation but his member going hard none the less.

he felt so dirty. He wasn’t raised like this, let alone with one of his own men for some cash, but his mind couldn’t focus on that thought for too long as he heard you whisper “how much would it cost for a- private dance in my hotel room, hm?”.

your voice made him gulp- but money was money, so he agreed for a surprisingly low amount, hopping a cab with you and ending up laid out on the white sheets.

his hands clawed at the sheets as he felt you work him open with two digits, the cold lube on your fingers making him whine as you stretched him open enough that it wouldn’t hurt, before pulling down your boxers and sliding into him slowly, making him feel every inch until he was begging for you to move inside him, his voice muffled and whiny, slowly replaced with moans as he felt you thrust against his prostate and feeling your hands holding him down.

he could only imagine what his soldiers would think of him if they found him like this, being fucked by his own soldier for money while in a mask- his mind only snapping out of the thoughts when he felt you speed up, his walls clenching around you so hard as you bucked into him, your pace uneven as you chased your relief.

he came all over the perfect white sheets, ruining them and his torso with cum as you continued to thrust into him, finally finishing when your hips jittered to a stop and his hole milked your cock- him fainting right after from pure tiredness and waking up with money on the nightstand and your phone number scribbled on his thigh..

with the words ‘see you on duty, commander <3’ sprawled on his other thigh, making him blush a deep red as he realized you figured out who he was

[dimepdf]

TAIYO MY LOVE I DIDNT KNOW YOU LIKED ERROR 143 TOO😭 PLS IM ON MY KNEES FOR SOME MICAH CONTENT FROM YOU (if you dont write for him just ignore this)

★  𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒. + 𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐇 𝐘𝐔𝐉𝐈𝐍

masterlist. / taglist. / any request? synopsis. the movie date you go on with Micah ends up being a bit more than PG-13.

─── ☆ notes. i'm always willing to help a fandom in need,, also just finished the game like yesterday and the way i instantly logged in a scrolled for fanfic i need to be TAMED .

─── ☆ length. 2.2k words (22 mins) .

─── ☆ genre and warnings. +18 nsfw under the cut. minors dni, idiots in love, takes place after good ending, praise kink, Exhibitionism, handjob, oral sex(male receiving), height difference, size kink, cheesy fluff, movie date, consent is sexy, Micah’s is a head pusher, comment if i miss something | — feedback is always welcomed & don't forget to reblog 🤍

Perhaps it was strange to let the man you had just met online persuade you to go on a movie date with him.

A swarm of not only butterflies but possibilities clouding your thoughts—mostly concerns given the fact that this all could be a trap to lure you away from your home just to kidnap you, or worse, maybe he was just a massive fuckboy toying with your emotions all this time.

However, there you were, nervously shifting your weight as you waited for Micah to arrive as you stood close to the entrance.

It had been a while since you had experienced such anxiety, the butterflies in your stomach fluttering at just the mere thought of some boy like you were back in middle school.

Maybe the reason you had felt like this was that Micah had put you under some strange spell, and you wanted to curse him and his stupid golden eyes, and his stupid lips, and his stupid face.

Oh brother, you had it bad. 

He wasn't hard to miss due to his tall, goofy build, which gave the impression that he was some sort of model strutting down the runway. Once he caught your attention, how dare he look so good a shiver ran down your spine making you straighten up once his sight was on you.

“Well don’t you look beautiful Angel,” his screen lit bright catching sight of his lock screen. 

You had caught just a glimpse of it the day he had first visited you: a very adorable picture of Skrunkly all dressed up in a dinosaur onesie. Just as you caught a glimpse before it had been tucked away in his jean pocket.

“I should be telling you that.” His attire was usual, nothing out of the ordinary from what you had seen him in the comfort of his own home. 

Ripped jeans and a neon sweatshirt that was pulled just above the bend of his elbow gripping the muscle against his golden brown forearm, you had to stop yourself from drooling over him let alone reaching out to touch him like a kid in a candy store.

Though Micah on the other hand could read your mind, as much as that would have been really cool. 

Instead despite your efforts of self-control he is the first to wrap his arms around your torso lifting you just to the tips of your toes against his hard chest into a bear hug enticing you with a laugh to break the tension. 

“Oh my gosh hi,” you giggle with your cheek pressed against his shirt, “did you miss me or something?” Micah lets out a shy noise, something close enough to a whimper to have you figuratively clutching your pearls. 

Nothing could ever brace you for hearing all the little noises Micah would make in real life. “Hm maybe?” he drags out, the hum of his voice comforting you as he lets you go. 

You make the mistake of glancing up at him, the eye contact makes you both melt as his smile curls into a bashful expression, his hand reaching out to hold yours. 

You weren't naive nor blind you saw that Micah had practically towered over you but there was just something about seeing his slender fingers completely engulf yours that made your nerves tingle from the contact. 

You also saw Micah would stare at you as if you were the most precious thing he had ever laid his eyes on like you were the most beautiful good in the world to him.

Which was ironic, given that you also thought the same about him as well. “Do you wanna go in now?” you manage out, still standing in his touch despite offering neither of you moves, both almost afraid to pull away first.

“That sounds like a good idea,” he says almost breathlessly.

Being the first to pull away you offer him a small smile, your fingers still laced together as you step away the small squeeze of his hands in yours giving comfort as he follows behind you almost like a lost puppy. 

Even despite his large build and tall height, Micah was really just an anxious nerd who liked to cover up his anxiety with bold confidence and sarcasm. 

Micah finds ease in watching you guide him through the theater taking lead as if he hadn't looked like some scary guard dog lingering behind you.

The movie you chose was something based on your favorite novel, a romance no-brainer months ago.

When you had first seen the trailer, you never would have thought you’d be seeing it while having the same shy relationship as the main characters instead of torrenting off of some rip-off movie site with a hentai ad in the corner. 

Micah, being the gentleman, was offered to buy snacks, convincing you that since you were the one to buy the tickets it would only be fair for you to let him spoil you with snacks.

You were weary of it even with the knowledge of him having a hefty amount of money tucked away in his many accounts.

It only took him a flash of that adorable toothy smile to have you pipe down and walk to the cinema room with his arms occupied with the list of snacks that he had convinced you to try. 

The theater seats were mostly empty with only a handful of people occupying the seats making it possible for you and Micah to slip to the back right before the lights could dim.

Exciting not just from the movie but sitting so close to Micah as the screen flits to life makes it hard for you to settle comfortably in your seat practically trembling as you sucked down your blue slushie. 

And as the movie continues, you realize why there weren't many people occupying the seats.

You wanted to give it a chance, hoping that maybe the Hollywood famous actors would be able to save the rest of the film as it continues.

But you're still bored. Not even the pile of snacks could help you from your mood souring as from the time you had turned your head Micah had managed to completely inhale almost everything within your taste.

The man doesn't at all seem too fazed by the horrible hating let alone the choppy plot in fact he just looked happy to be there.  

His big glistening eyes and fisting a handful of popcorn in his mouth yet he had still managed to look so perfect under the movie's light. 

You had felt so embarrassed finding his dazed and confused look so attractive he was practically good enough to eat.

So you do the closest thing to that, shoulder bumping into him as you lean over the armrest and place a peck just against his cheek.

The gesture catches him severely off guard flinching at the feeling of your lips against his skin. 

Before he could open his mouth and protest you lean in for another, this time with him facing you so your lips could meet, and the first thing you notice was how he tasted like chocolate and the flavor from your slushie that you shared. 

You wanted to taste more, pressing your tongue into his mouth a small sigh of contentment rolling from his throat as he parts his lips for his tongue to meet yours. 

It feels different not from his split tongue but his piercing ball that was cold from the ice from your drink. 

When pulling away the first thing you see is Micah's frowned expression almost as if he were in concern about why you had just decided to suddenly pounce on him. “Uh, thank you?” The cute reaction keeps you from leaning in again, having to cover your mouth from laughing out loud. 

“Oh shut the hell up.'' He doesn't bother retaliating instead taking the lead with the palm of his head reaching to rest gently around your throat, the pressure of his palm not enough to choke you but instead better to angle you just right for his kiss. 

You're convinced that he could hear your heart thumping against your chest, wanting to break from your rib cage just to present itself to him.

The thumping only gets louder as his fingers hover lower towards your thighs, and the kiss only gets more intense feeling your other heartbeat as Micah’s hand grasps at the flesh as if he needed to hold onto something so tightly to keep himself from bursting at the seams. 

“I kinda wanna leave,” you whisper into his ear after breaking away again, Micah makes a small noise of the struggle.

His head ducked away from your voice as a reaction to the sexual implication of your offer. 

You had practically seen the man's tits and yet here he was squirming in his seat not being able to look you in the eyes. “Don't you wanna finish the movie first?” His tone is whiny, dragging at the question in a way that hinted that he too felt the alluring feeling boiling in his chest and that only added more fuel to the flame inside of you. 

“I kinda wanna suck your dick though,” you say bluntly, almost panting at the way Micah’s eyes widened. 

His canines poked from his mouth as he bit back his lip even in the dim light had you seen the way his cheeks turned a dark shade of purple. “Unless you want me to do it here?”

Micah hesitates, his lips parting to answer but closing the moment his eyes flickering to yours just to look back at the screen. 

Instead of nodding his head, spreading his legs apart even with his eyes glued to the screen. 

You waited to watch him for another sign of confirmation, your hopes being answered as his hand engulfs your wrist. The feeling of his fingers trembling against your skin as he places his hand on top of his erection. 

There was just something about him being so excited. So needy for you that he had managed to be so hot and bothered as you felt up the outline of him. 

Squeezing and groping at the hilt of his dick watching the way Micah twitched and fidgeted under your hand. 

The hitch of his breath as you unzip his jeans and finally break through his layer of clothing. “It's big,” you muttered dumbly as his length twitched against your grasp.

“Oh my fucking god.” Micah leans his head back against the headrest, covering his face with his hands as his body reacts out of his control. 

Fully had you pulled his dick out exposed, you're a bit nervous only allowing your hand to do what you assumed was natural when in reality all you really wanted to do was yank down your pants and take him until he was buried inside of you nice and snug. “Can I put my mouth on it?” 

You swear that you had just witnessed Micah physically reboot, his hands pulled back just enough to peek over at your eyes glancing over with that same nervous look. “Please.” he whimpers, promptly turning his head away once more.

And who were you to ever reject his pleas, having to angle yourself over the armrest just to hunch over his lap Micah readjusts himself for you to have better access to your mouth. 

Your tongue glides against his tip tasting not exactly what you had expected cum would taste, feeling his hips jolt a bit as your mouth wraps around him. 

It takes Micah everything he has to not outright groan from how good your mouth had felt around his dick, the feeling of getting a blowjob with a bunch of strangers in the room only adding to the feeling as he squeezed his eyes closed.

His hips stutter with every tug and pull of your hand, working at the base of his dick the length that you couldn't get to with your mouth. 

Your head bobbed up and down working for his orgasm: the small noises he couldn't help to hold back only being covered by the volume of the movie speakers loud enough to be a whisper were his small moans.

The feeling is just so unbearable, his hands wandering to the back of your head only with the intention of holding back your hair to get a clear view.

But the moment that his fingers wrap around he couldn’t help but press down just a smidge and the noise that you make around his dick makes him want to cum down your throat right then and there.

His senses come too as you pinch his thigh instead of glaring at him even as you crawl to the floor in between his thighs the new look of determination written all over your face. 

A whole new angle just perfect enough to fully deepthroat him, Micah swearing under his breath as your mouth coaxes an orgasm from him. 

It takes a moment for him to gain his composure, kneeling in the aisle licking your lips, and meeting his gaze. 

Giving him a small smile, his hand reaching out to cup your cheek, the brush of his thumb against your bottom lip making you open your mouth with frowned brows watching as the male processes that you had swallowed all of him. 

The way his dazed expression crumbles to something else, your eye catching the attention of something else. “Oh, you’re hard again.”

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[george-weasleys-girl]

North Star Series

NSFW Alphabet for George & Y/N

18+ only

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A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

George is the king of aftercare. And, while he insists on taking care of the cleanup, it's still very much a mutual activity. Showering together and taking turns washing each other. Cuddles, kissing, checking in with one another, especially if they tried something new or things got a little rough.

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

On himself - his arms. He's very protective of Y/N and loves how he can wrap them around her, cocooning her in his warmth and safety.

On Y/N - her hips. He adores the way they sway when she walks and how she knows exactly how to use them in bed to drive him absolutely crazy.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

George, first and foremost, loves cumming inside her. But, he admits there is just something so satisfying about seeing Y/N covered in his seed.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

It happened during the week George stayed with Y/N while she was sick with the flu. He's never told anyone about it, including Y/N. Despite knowing she wouldn't care, he's still too embarrassed and ashamed about the whole matter.

George had a nightly ritual of masturbating before going to sleep. During the week she was sick, he'd wait until Y/N was asleep, then slip off to the bathroom and take care of business. One night, he couldn't get away. She was asleep but had managed to wrap herself tightly around his arm, preventing him from moving without waking her up. After almost an hour of trying to ignore his raging hard-on, he slipped his hand beneath the covers and jacked himself off, then used his wand to quickly clean up the mess.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Both were virgins when they got together. It was a bit of trial and error in the beginning, but they spent a lot of time experimenting and exploring each other. It didn’t take long for them to learn how to make each other feel amazing.

F = Favorite Position

Any position that allows them to see each other's face. The only exception is 69.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

George can be a bit silly at first, but once things really get going, he's very focused on the task at hand.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

George will trim things occasionally, but since Y/N doesn't care either way, it's not a priority.

And yes, the carpet most definitely match the drapes.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…) 

They're both incredibly intimate during sex, even quickies, holding each other close, hands roaming over as much of one another's bodies as possible, deep passionate kisses...

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

They both masturbated daily before getting together. And while the frequency is less now, they still indulge and have incorporated it into their sex life, often enjoying mutual masturbation/showing off to one another.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

DIY Porn - It all started when Y/N was in the US, and they sent risqué moving photos to each other. Then George figured out how to rig the cameras to make very short films, and it just took off from there.

Praise kink - This is especially important for George. After feeling second-best for most of his life, he needs to know he's doing a good job.

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

In the warmer months the rooftop was their favorite. But once the weather cooled down and now with Death Eaters flying around at all hours of the day and night, the bedroom has taken the top spot.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

"Everything Little Thing She Does is Magic." Seriously. It really doesn't take much to turn George on.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Sharing. Nope. Not happening. George has had to share everything with Fred his entire life. Y/N is his and his alone.

Pain. Aside from a playful slap on Y/N's ass or the occasional love bite, neither have found inflicting or receiving pain as particularly arousing.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

They both love giving and receiving oral equally. That's why they enjoy 69ing so much. They will go for hours slowly teasing and pleasuring each other.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

It really just depends on the situation. If they're squeezing in a quickie, it's fast and hard. All other times George likes to draw it out as long as possible.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

While they both prefer proper sex, they're certainly not adverse to the occasional quick romp. Usually, in her lab, during one of George’s breaks.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

As far as experimentation goes, they'll try almost anything once.

George is definitely the riskier of the two, but he'd never force Y/N into a situation where she's uncomfortable.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

George can go for one, maybe two rounds. But he can last for HOURS.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

George had invented a few things for each of them to use while they were separated, but they rarely use them now that they're together again.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

George loves to tease, but he can never maintain doing it for long. The side effect of getting Y/N riled up is that he gets himself riled up as well, and one thing leads to another very quickly.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

George tends to be quiet in the beginning, with little moans and whimpers, but gets louder as he gets closer to his climax.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

They set their alarm an hour early every morning so they have time to start the day properly.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, pictures, or words)

Everything about this man is long and slender.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

There's no such thing as having too much sex. Right?

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

Once the aftercare is done and they're snuggled up in bed, it doesn't take long. A matter of minutes.

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[vhagarlovebot]

YOU NEVER REALLY SEE ME.

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pairing: prince aemond targaryen x fem!reader

summary: aemond is jealous because you are spending too much time with aegon.

content warnings: pining, jealous aemond, a bit angsty, love confession, two idiots in love, aegon being kind of a matchmaker.

note: this pice is based on this request. if there are any grammatical errors i apologize, english is not my first language! hope you enjoy.

AEMOND IS JEALOUS OF AEGON. you began spending time with him when he showed interest in a book you were reading. now, you two spend almost everyday together. and every time he sees you, you are smiling or touching him.

aemond can not take it anymore. however, he doesn't do anything. he simply clench his fists and walks away. and recently has started to let it all out during his trainings with ser criston cole.

and today's been the worst day since everything started.

he's been in the training grounds since the morning, not wanting to run into you after he blatantly ignored you during breakfast. but someone out there hates him because as he's getting ready to face ser erryk, you walk in holding aegon's upper arm, both laughing.

aemond groans, “this is just great.” he mumbles, making ser erryk follow his line of vision.

he’s sweating and panting, while you look so pretty with your hair loose, wearing a beautiful dress he’s not seen before. but then there’s his brother. aemond doesn’t hate him but he wishes for aegon to just disappear.

“brother!” aegon greets him, a hand on his shoulder.

“prince aemond,” you bow your head, a smile dancing across your lips. and he is going to smile at you when his gaze falls on your hand still gripping his brother’s arm.

“what are you doing here? this is no place for a lady.” he'd be glad to see you there if it weren't for your company.

your smile falters. "we wanted to see you train."

aemond scoffs, looking at your hand one more time before dropping the wooden shield and walking away, leaving you hurt and confused, not knowing exactly where his recent behavior is coming from.

aegon laughs. "thank you, my lady," he grabs your hands to kiss them, a big goofy smile on his face which confuse you even more. "but i really think you should go after my brother."

you frown but do as he says, following the prince's footsteps.

"prince aemond?" you call him and he ignores you. "prince aemond!" you try again, drawing attention. you apologize with a shy smile, holding your dress up to help you walk faster.

aemond just keep walking, heart beating faster knowing you are just a few steps behind. why won't you let this go? he prefers thousand times to suffer than to face you.

"aemond!" you yell, putting your foot down and not longer caring about the disgusted and curious looks. but it works, because he finally stops. "i am sorry, my prince, i never meant to yell at you but you wouldn't stop walking."

he hums, not turning to you and, instead, looking at his boots. "no need to apologize, my lady. i am in a hurry, if you excuse me,"

"did i do something wrong?" your voice quivers, speaking too quietly, only for him to hear. "you have been ignoring me for days a–and if i did something to upset you know that i am deeply sorry... it was– it was never my intention."

aemond closes his eyes and sighs, feeling stupid. he never meant to hurt you but by trying not to hurt himself, he ended up doing it anyway.

he slowly turns to face you and the minute he sees your glassy eyes his hearts breaks a little. aemond instinctively holds out his hand, fingers itching to touch you, but after a few seconds just lets it fall to his side.

"prince aegon is worried about you," it's a lie but you don't know what else to say or how to act around him after so many days of silence on his part. maybe he doesn't know how to say that he no longer wishes to be your friend, maybe you are being too pushy.

but then he laughs, and it's not his usual happy laugh, this is a cold mocking one. "it's like you never really see me," aemond makes sure to look you in the eyes, if he is going to say it he would not be the coward who looks away. "everything is about aegon. all. the. time." each word is followed by a step towards you, but you don't back away, trying to hold your ground and show courage when in the inside you are dying to run into his arms. "i'm standing right in front of you and you don't see me!"

you flinch but still don't move. "i–i don't know what you’re talking about." you feel your throat closing up, his closeness making it hard not to look at his lips.

"do i really have to spell it out for you?" his expression softens, slowly raising his hand to your face. "i love you!" he finally says it and you don't dare to speak, holding your breath, head spinning feeling like you are floating in the air. "are you happy now?"

you bit your lower lip, face impossibly red, and blink one, two, and three times before grabbing his hand and taking it to your heart. "feel my heart beating for you, my prince?" you smile at him, seeing how his face lights up, all the fear disappearing from his face. "i am happy because i can finally say how much i love you."

aemond never thought he would hear those words coming from you and it makes him feel like the luckiest man in the seven kingdoms. and he has so much on his mind, so many questions to ask, that he doesn't know where to begin. however, he forgets everything the minute your arms are around his neck, resting your head on his shoulder.

aemond was finally home.

[snaililita]

♠️♥️ Lyney x Reader♥️♠️

Synopsis: Reader has some serious escapist tendencies, no friends anymore, and lives in a shell they are too afraid to crawl out of because they perceive reality as disgusting and mundane nowadays. What happens when a certain magician shows them that reality can still be beautiful as a way to thank them for the freedom they inadvertently granted him with?

!!SPOILERS FOR THE ARCHON QUEST!!

This is kinda long! I also made it at 1 AM so if there are any errors it's cuz of that ('□`) I personally have been going through some things and have been finding a lot of comfort in this goofy ol'magician. So sorry if this has some darkers tones than my usual stuff! I tried to keep reader as gender neutral as I could by not name dropping anyone and only referring to them as "You" variations. If there is a slip up please tell me!

You're hardwired to be an extrovert, but you exist in an environment and place that shuns you and forces you into a shell.

You've had your voice ripped from your throat one too many times and you've been silenced for nothing more than a mere giggle.

You were raised in an isolated world, away from humanity and it's harsh reality.

You didn't have any friends growing up except for the occasional child of a parent's friend who would visit.

Your siblings would hide away and your father would yell all the time. Your mother was always at work. Your friends were in your worlds of fiction and your books. The drawings you began to make to see these adventures you had with them.

You don't know how real people act or how to speak with them, treating everything like dialogue in a book.

Friends you had made at one point eventually coined you as toxic because of your inability to speak with any of them properly. Perhaps you should've tried harder. No, you definitely should have tried harder.

Perhaps they would still be here if you had made more drawings for them. Maybe if you had kept your opinions to yourself. Maybe if you had just smiled and nodded. Maybe they would still be here.

You became a shell. Hiding yourself away from any possible relationships. Keeping yourself away from anyone else you could possibly hurt with your ignorance. You had friends, it's not like you were lonely. The characters you read about and drew all the time were your friends.

Yet, they began to feel empty. You began to feel empty. Focusing all your time on honing your talent and living in a world of fiction reality became bland. Disgusting even. This only drove you to hide away from it even more.

You were lonely, craving friends and love you knew you couldn't let yourself have. It was like an addiction. You had it once and now you want it more. But nothing else ever hits like that first high does, right?

For the sake of everyone else around you, you cut them all off. You were stung once. Being shelter your whole life you didn't know how to handle it. You gave up on everything and everyone.

You felt hollow.

You met him after one of his shows.

The magician was so insistent you see his next one.

You supposed it couldn't hurt.

So you arrived at his next one.

And then the next.

And the next.

Until you began to see every show of his.

He would speak to you after each one, ask you how your day was. He would tell you about his.

Even after he was ousted as a member of the fatui you still saw his shows. You still spoke with him. It was as if you didn't even care.

Something about him and his magic, the reality bending of it all was beautiful. The most beautiful thing you had seen in ages.

It didn't feel real, yet it was. It was magnificent. He was magnificent.

Nothing could change that. Especially not something as silly as a title or affiliations.

As far as you were concerned, he was wonderful.

Even after he began to show you his true colours.

He had shown you something beautiful, and for that you could only appreciate every side of him.

Everything about him was addictive, every single part and side. Every nook and cranny. Both sides of the beautiful coin.

That's when you realised you became too attached.

You didn't want to ruin something so beautiful with your thorns, so you stopped attending his shows.

Stopped seeing him all together.

You couldn't tarnish something so glorious by hurting the person responsible for it. You couldn't hurt the majesty of it all. The majesty he showed you.

He noticed you stopped attending his shows immediately.

He sought after you for ages. Since you hardly leave you house only for food he didn't find you for a while.

However, once he did he wouldn't leave.

He followed you around, asking all about where you had been.

You wouldn't respond.

All though he wouldn't speak of it, you in a way provided him with a sense of comfort.

You didn't even question him once after he was revealed to be of the House of Hearth.

All though you loved him for being able to break reality, you weren't a monster. You never forced him to keep up his acts. You knew even someone as talented as he needs breaks.

So when he approached you, his hair unstyled and in plain wear with nothing more than a mere request of comforting silence or idle chatter not regarding his work you obliged.

He felt as if he could show both sides of himself to you, both sides of that coin. He could be as flashy or as monotonous as he wished. You granted him a sort of freedom.

He became very quickly attached to you.

When you stopped showing up to his performances he panicked.

Perhaps you were tired of his antics?

It took a long time, but you eventually did open up about why you stopped showing up.

He felt a side of him ache.

You were just about as alone in this world as he was, yet not at the same time.

He had his siblings to talk to, the blonde traveller to talk to. You seemed to have no one.

To learn his shows were a break from the world you viewed of rancid initially and how it brought you to love every part of him.

How ethereal he was to you.

And how you were afraid you would grow obsessive and toxic and how you didn't want that for him.

How he had been the closest thing you've had to a friend in years and how attached you had become.

How worried you were for him, how you adored him so much you were willing to cut yourself away if it meant keeping him safe from something potentially toxic. Even if it meant sacrificing your own happiness.

He wouldn't let you feel this way, no, he couldn't let you feel this way anymore.

He assured you that he would never run away, no matter what sides of yourself you were to show him. After all, you did the same for him.

He would understand and help you learn how to make friends, how to properly interact with others. Yet, he would want you to be the same around him.

In a way, he wanted to help you build a mask to wear like he does but still provide you with people you can be yourself around.

He thinks you are wonderful and misunderstood, yet he understands not all can see that. He wants to protect you like he does his siblings.

It's the only way he knows how to help, and you don't seem to mind either. He can't change everyone or anyone's opinion of you. Those are to each their own. But you can. And he can help you find a way to do that.

He doesn't want you to change who you are, but but doesn't want you to feel isolated and alone anymore either.

So a removable mask seems as if it's the best answer, no?

He also introduces you to his siblings and a blonde traveller along with their adventuring party. You meet a large amount of kind people including a young man who visually strikes quite a similar appearance to your friendly magician with a platinum blonde ponytail and bright crimson eyes and a young woman with a long, pink ponytail that fades to a blue and eyes that seem to have seen things beyond the scope of what a woman her age normally would have.

If you begin to feel nervous making so many new friends and with things changing so quickly, he doesn't hesitate to take things slower. He isn't afraid to make any adjustments for you.

He isn't afraid to return the feeling of freedom you blessed him with, so let him crack that shell of yours and help you spread your wings to soar out of that black abyss of isolation you've been drowning yourself in.

[jwonsoon]

Texts with your besties, Enhypen!

warnings: swearing, mean(ish) jokes hehe, PURELY FICTION don’t cancel me

pairings: ot7 x g/n reader

☾ a/n: i want to make more platonic enhypen bc im gay myself and i know people wanna be delulu but NOT IN THAT WAY. i got yall. LESBIANS GET BEHIND ME! i know these are short but i hope you enjoy them! lmk if you like these and want more :)

also … im trying out a new app so ignore any goofy errors!

[yan-lorkai]

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ A/N: Wrote this for Solomon's birthday, I didn't post on my birthday and I even forgot to post lol. I think this is my fluffiest fic so far. Enjoy!

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Warnings: Yandere content, fluff, softest soft yandere!

Solomon found himself in his office surrounded by parchment, ancient books and potions, so focused that he couldn't even hear you opening the door or smell the tea he loved so much that you were carrying. The sight in front of you was so familiar that all you could do was watch it, rolling your eyes gently.

The reddish light from the candles cast shadows on his silky gray hair, and a tired expression began to creak over his face, but as always your mentor remained focused on what he was doing. The sharp sound of the quill scratching the paper echoed in the room, muttering to himself as he worked on something.

Smiling, you approached him.

"Solly, how about you rest with me for a bit?" You handed him the steaming cup of tea, hiding a smile when you saw him start, already taking a place in the armchair next to his.

He looked up from his parchments, completely taken aback by your presence, but a goofy smile danced across his lips. "Oh, honey, you read my mind. What did I do to deserve you?"

You laughed at his comment and drank your tea in slow sips, enjoying the liquid that slowly warmed your body. The silence for both of you was more than welcome, there was something incredibly intimate about just sitting next to him and enjoying his presence and he felt the same, you could tell by the way his mouth curved into a smile and his eyes closed.

Curious, you pointed to the manuscripts that rested on his desk. "What are you doing this time?"

Solomon smiled mysteriously, his piercing gaze fixed on you. "Working to fix small errors in a spell I'm creating."

You wanted to ask what kind of spell it was or what it was for, but Solomon loved his little mysteries and would never give you an answer until he was finished. Instead, you changed the subject. "Well, leave that for later I prepared a picnic for us and I'm going to take you whether you want it or not." You declared proudly.

You had planned everything from a to z. On any other day you would have to help the brothers and put up with being dragged into their shenanigans, but not today, today you would guide Solomon to a beautiful clearing behind Cocytus Hall where you would have a picnic and then, well, you would think of something to lengthen the day spent with him.

Any moment spent with him would be incredible. Just like it was when you heard him tell stories of his adventures before you went to sleep or when his arms wrapped around your waist and pulled you closer in the early hours of the morning, hearts beating together and him very gently drying your tears after a nightmare or the longing of being to far in the past from your home.

Here he had become your safe haven, your own guardian that protected you from everything and loved you greatly.

"Grab your cloak and meet me outside." You left a small kiss on his cheek before standing up, booping his nose and laughing at his lovestruck expression.

You were very sweet to him. That was probably what Solomon thought as he threw his cloak over his shoulders, finished drinking his tea, and walked out of his office, abandoning all his work.

His birthday had no meaning to him. Henever got to celebrate as a child and the date didn't value anything for him now, but Solomon was more than happy to follow you around and be able to receive your attention without having to share it with anyone. He was selfish when it came to you, every look, every word, every smile, Solomon likes to be on the receiving end of all of this and more.

If anyone else had disrupted when he was working, he would promptly ignore them. But it was you, sweet you that, so without thinking twice, he followed you. Along the way you held his hand, sometimes pointing to a cloud that had a funny shape and making him laugh.

The clearing was different from other places you had seen in Devildom. It was like a haven of silver light that illuminated every little corner its rays touched, dancing between the leaves of the tall trees, creating a play of soft shadows on the ground covered in a mix of soft grass and wildflowers. It was perfect, just like you wanted Solomon's day to be.

You placed the basket full of food on the floor and turned to look at him tenderly, watching surprise spread across his face before gaining appreciation and excitement. His surprise was evident on his face, but it quickly melted away, replaced by appreciation and excitement. You had meticulously planned this and seeing his reaction filled you with joy.

With a gentle smile, you gestured for him to join you on the soft blanket spread out under a oak tree. As he settled beside you, his eyes sparkled with gratitude and affection. You couldn't help but feel a rush of warmth at the sight of his happiness and lovestruck expression.

"Sometimes I forget how good it feels to take a break and just enjoy the moment," Solomon admitted softly. The smile on his lips made your heart jump inside your ribcage and smile too.

The world had failed to give him a nice birthday party so you hoped that being there with you would be enough to show him how important he was to you. There were many things you still wanted to tell him, that you wanted to show, for now you worried about filling his glass with juice.

"Well, in that case I have to start getting you out of your office more." You smiled.

Together, you shared the delicious food you had prepared, savoring each bite as you basked in the tranquility of the peaceful surroundings and the soft song only birds could sing. The shy moon cast a silvery glow over you two just like you planned.

As the afternoon drifted lazily by, you found yourselves lost in conversation, laughter, and shared memories. The worries of the world seemed to fade away, replaced by the simple joy of being together in this god forsaken timeline where you are trapped. But for as long Solomon could hold you like this you would be content.

[robinsno1lesbian]

What about the nsfw alphabet with neighbour!robin??

𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐓 - 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐫! 𝐑.𝐁.

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: i think the title is pretty self explanatory!

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 18+ mature content (MDNI), implied age gap (reader is 18+), fingering, oral (fem!receiving obviously), strap-ons, implied mommy kink, implied spanking, let me know if I missed anything! :)

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: guys i’m alive i promise!! i’m currently on holiday and silly me forgot to bring her laptop. which means this was written on my phone. so if the formatting sucks or there are some weird errors, ignore the first part and blame the second on my weird autocorrection lmaoo-

a = aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

robin is so gentle with you after she has made you cum, especially because sex with her can be rough when the occasion calls for it. she always has a glass of water ready for you on the bedside table and holds you close to her through the aftershocks.she also peppers soft kisses all over your body, over the marks she has left on your neck and thighs etc.

b = body part (their favorite part of theirs and also their partner’s)

neighbor!robin loves her hand. she knows what they can do and knows just how strong they are. robin couldn’t choose when it comes to you. she loves everything about your body, loves to lay on top of you and kiss every inch of your body, loves to worship you and tell you how gorgeous you are.

c = cum (anything to do with cum basically)

robin loves to make you cum all over her face. she will eat the cum out of your pussy until you’re shaking on top of her.

(that’s also why one of her favorite ways to make you cum is on her face/over her mouth)

d = dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

once, before you had officially gotten together, you lost your diary and couldn’t find it for days. that’s because it had been laying on robin’s bedside table, and robin had read through all of your dirty fantasies with a hand down her own shorts

(read about that here :) )

e = experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

since robin is older than you, she has definitely had sex with other women before. she knows her way around the female anatomy that’s for sure.

f = favorite position (this goes without saying)

robin just loves to bend you over any surface she can find and fuck you from behind until you’re a babbling mess for her, begging for her strap to go just a little bit faster.

g = goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous?)

robin’s whole persona can shift when she’s inside you. so she’s definitely more of the serious kind. yet when you let her know that something’s too much or that you’re genuinely too sensitive to continue, that changes immediately!

h = hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

for herself, as well as for her partner’s, robin really couldn’t care less. she will go down on you and fuck you into oblivion, whether you’re shaved or not. whatever your preference is really. as for herself, i’d say she shaves every now and then but still has that same dirty blonde hair down there.

i = intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

robin can be a real romantic with you, when that is what you need. with candles, slow music and sensual kisses and all. she will hold you as you cum all around her fingers and moan into her mouth when you’ve had a rough day and need her to.

j = jack of (masturbation hc)

robin definitely has got plenty of toys in store. and if there isn’t anyone around to help her out, she will use those on herself. i also think she’s an underwear-thief type of women and will use your panties in some sort of way to get herself off.

k = kink (one more of their kinks)

mommy kink, bondage, overstimulation/multiple orgasms, a bit of spanking every now and then you know the drill. i could also imagine neighbor!robin with a slight innocence kink tbh…

l = location (favorite places to do the do)

of course she loves to have you beneath her in bed, but robin can honestly work with everything.

m = motivation (what turns them on? what gets them going?)

i believe that varies depending on the situation. she definitely loves to see you in those short, little summer dresses you wear when the heat gets too suffocating.

n = no (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

robin is petty experimentally and there’s definitely not a whole lot she would say no to. she’s willing to discuss and try everything you might want to try out and won’t shame you for it etc.

o = oral (preference in giving or receiving, skills etc.)

robin is a great giver and besides, you’re her pillow princess for most parts anyway. she’s skilled with her tongue and could easily coax multiple orgasms out of you while she’s got her hear buried between your thighs.

p = pace (are they fast and rough? or slow and sensual?)

oh robin loves to get rough with you. she loves to have you on all fours for her, thrusting into you hard and fast. she also loves to mark you up, leaving hickeys and small bites all over your skin in the places where no one can see.

q = quickie (their opinion on quickies, how often etc.)

robin likes to take her time with you whenever you’re having sex. that doesn’t mean she won’t drag you into bathrooms at parties or finger you underneath the table top when she’s in the mood for that.

r = risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks etc.?)

your whole relationship is already risky, so pretty much everything you do comes with a certain risk. one that is most definitely worth the taking. again: robin will touch you underneath the table while you’re having dinner with friends/family or cover your mouth in the bathroom so that no one in the house will hear your desperate moans.

s = stamina (how many rounds can they go? how long do they last?)

during sex, robin definitely proves that her muscles aren’t just for show. she can easily fuck you through multiple orgasms without getting tired of it and, when she sees that you need more than she has given you, she will give it to you, no matter what. her skin might be sweat stained and she might be panting and groaning due to her sore muscles but she won’t stop until you’ve cum for her.

t = toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on their partner or themselves?)

robin owns plenty of toys, most of them for you though. her favorite is probably her strap (she definitely has multiple straps as well!).

u = unfair (how much they like to tease)

so much. she loves to have you squirming for her, loves to see the way your body trembles when she runs her tongue over your nipples while her fingers are spreading you open for her without any penetration just yet. overall, it’s fair to say that robin loves to tease you, to see just how much she can make you want her.

v = volume (how loud are they? the sounds they make etc.)

it is a rather rare occasion that you go down on robin, she definitely gets off from getting you off. the moans and groans she lets out while she’s fucking you don’t go unnoticed. besides that, you often catch her with a hand down her underwear whenever she’s eating you out, fucking herself to the taste of you.when you do get to fuck her, you’re surprised to see that she is far from quiet. even though it’s mostly praise for you, robin does moan for you. and when she does it, it’s loud, low and beautiful.

w = wildcard (a random headcanon for the character)

oh neighbor!robin loves to watch you play with yourself: sitting back on her bed and watching you riding your fingers, begging for her touch, walking in on you humping one of her pillows…

x = x-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

well as said before, robin is build athletically, has slight abs and muscles etc. honestly not much to say about that.

y = yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

she has a high sex drive. if she didn’t have you, she wouldn’t know what to do. probably pass out due to horny-overload.

when she’s away for work, she makes sure to call you and touch herself to the sound of your voice while she’s whispering dirty things through the speaker.

z = zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

she always makes sure you’re sleeping first. she holds you in her arms, covers you in blankets and makes sure you’re all warm and safe. only then, when you’re peacefully sleeping, can she go to sleep herself.

[ibouchie]

Namor x female reader – NSFW Alphabet

Hi, guys! I haven't stopped thinking about Namor since I left the theater, so I wrote something. English is not my first language and this is my first time writing and posting, so please note that grammatical errors may be present. If you have any opinions, please let me know. This was also posted on AO3.

A = Aftercare (how is he after the act?)

Namor is a partner who really cares about your pleasure and well-being, so he wants to make sure you're truly satisfied. 

Being an observant man, will notice if you need anything, and if you do, you can be sure he will get it for you. If not, he'll lay you down on his chest while running his fingers through your hair until you sleep.

B = Body part (what's his favorite part on his lover's body?) 

This man loves every bit of you. He doesn't have a favorite part because he thinks you're all perfect. He's not kidding when he tells you that no one can match your beauty, neither in Talokan nor on the surface world.

But he has a soft spot for your legs because he loves seeing them around his waist or on his shoulders while he fucks you.

C = Cum (anything that has to do with it)

Creampie, of course. Namor absolutely loves to cum inside you, and one of his favorite things is seeing his cum dripping out of your abused pussy.

Namor thinks there is nothing more natural than that. After all, you are his loved queen.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory)

Namor likes the idea of fucking you in front of everyone, especially on the throne, so no one can doubt that you're his. However, he's too possessive to let anyone but him see you that way.

E = Experience (how experienced are him? Does he know what he’s doing?)

He is approximately 500 years old, so yes, he is experienced. But don't worry; he's never been as pleased as he is with you.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

He likes all positions, but prefers those that allow him to see your face, like missionary or cowgirl. Seriously, this man loves to see your expressions as he fucks you until your eyes roll back. 

G = Goofy (is he more serious at the moment? Is he humorous? Etc.)

Namor is a man who is serious most of the time, so in sex would be no different. As exposed in “A = Aftercare”, he takes your pleasure very seriously, focusing on every spasm in your body, every sigh, and moan that escapes your lips.

H = Hair (how well groomed he is? Does the carpet match the drapes? Etc.)

His pubic hair is as dark as his hair, and he doesn't shave it completely, but he doesn't let it grow too long either. 

If you don't mind that, that's fine. Otherwise, he has no problem shaving it all off if you ask him to.

I = Intimacy (how is he during the moment? The romantic aspect)

In addition to watching your reactions to him, Namor also enjoys intertwining his fingers with yours. He whispers words of encouragement and praise to you, letting you know how much you are doing him good. He loves to feel your body against his, so he's always hugging you and leaving soft kisses on your skin.

When he tells you he loves you, he makes sure he means it by looking you in the eye.

“In yaakunech, in reina.”

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He doesn't see the point in masturbating when he has you, but if he's too turned on and can't be with you, it will do.

He'll remember the wet sounds of your pussy and how tight it feels around his cock.

K = Kink (one or more of his kinks)

Breeding: As seen in “C = cum", Namor loves to creampie you. In part, it's because seeing the thick drops of his cum dripping from your twitching pussy hole tickles the possessive spirit that lives inside him. Still, he really does want his heirs with you. He wants to see mini copies of you two swimming in Talokan waters.

And let's not ignore how excited this man would be to see the changes the pregnancy would make to your body, knowing, and letting others know, that he is responsible for it.

Size: See, he's surrounded by strong warriors most of the time, so having your softness against his strong body brings a touch of lightness to his life. It makes him feel more powerful (and hard) than anything else.

Domination: Dominance oozes from every pore of this man. In sex this does not change, and he dominates all your moans, tremors and orgasms.

L = Location (favorite places to do it)

He prefers the bedroom, but doesn't care too much about the location if you're both excited. As long as there's some privacy, it can be anywhere.

M = Motivation (what turns him on)

Namor's pretty visual around you. He likes seeing you wear the best clothes and jewelry because thinks his queen only deserves the best. And nothing compares to the sight of you standing next to him on the throne, a beautiful crown specially designed to adorn your head. It's an open demonstration that he owns you.

He also appreciates the interaction you have with Talokan's children, what's turns him on to fill you up with his babies.

N = No (something he wouldn’t do)

Something that could hurt you or expose you to other people. He also doesn't accept anything that includes pegging or unhealthy stuff.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He likes to receive as much as he gives.

He loves watching your body contract as he gently sucks and licks your swollen clit at the same time as two of his fingers reach your g-spot. Likewise, he can spend hours between your legs if you let him. But he also loves seeing your lips around his cock.

P = Pace (is he fast and rough? Slow and sensual? Etc.)

It depends on the occasion. If the two of you are in a more romantic mood, it will be slow and sensual. Whether you're both so excited you can't wait, it will be fast and rough, and you'll feel the sweet ache between your legs for the next few days.

Q = Quickie (his opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He prefers to take his time with you, but he won't turn down the opportunity for a quickie, especially if he's very busy and stressed.

R = Risk (are him game to experiment? Does he take risks? Etc.)

If there are none of the things listed under "N=no", Namor will try out whatever you suggest.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can he go for? How long does he last?)

Namor has superhuman abilities, so he has great stamina. He can go for many rounds he wants, but controls himself because he knows you're not like him.

T = Toys (does he own toys? Does he use them? On a partner or himself?)

Considering where he lived for 500 years, it's safe to say that he doesn't know this kind of toy. Once you introduce him to them, however, he'll probably get a little jealous before curiosity gets the better of him. By the time he learns how to use a vibrator on you (which happens very fast), for example, he'll tease you with it whenever possible. 

The sight of you crying into his cock while he holds a vibrator to your clit is wonderful, he decides.

U = Unfair (how much he likes to tease)

He teases you the most when you're being a brat or making him mad.

Once, trying to visit the surface after losing one of your bodyguards, you were almost hit by a harpoon shot from a whale hunter. Fortunately, only your arm was grazed, and the hunter couldn't see you.

Being so overprotective of you, Namor was extremely concerned when he found out what had happened while he was in a meeting with Namora and Attuma. Later that same day and after making sure you were okay, he took all his anger out fucking you. He took you to the edge of arousal and every time you were about to reach the so necessary of orgasm, he just stopped.

“You were a brat today, disrespecting my orders. Are you aware of the fear I felt of losing you? I don't think you deserve to cum today, in yakunaj. Only good girls deserve it.”

V = Volume (how loud he is, what sounds he makes, etc.)

He likes to talk dirty while fucking you into oblivion, but he doesn't moan too loud. You can hear a series of raspy moans from him, though.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon)

Give your consent, and this man will work wonders with your ass.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Straight, large, and thick – proportionate to his body, though. One of the veins is more popped up than the others. The color matches his skin tone.

Y = Yearning (how high is him sex drive?)

Very high. In addition to a lot of stamina, he can barely keep his hands off you.

Namora and Attuma have already learned not to be a nuisance when you and Namor are going into a room alone.

Z = Zzz (how quickly he falls asleep afterwards)

If he doesn't have any commitments, he'll wrap his arms around you and fall asleep to the scent of your hair. He just sleeps after you do, making sure you're okay and don't need anything.

[silvercity-yir]

Some TMNT07 miscellaneous HEADCANONS THAT I LIKE TO THINK OF

This ends up a bit long. Also, english is not my mothertounge language so, there may be errors of grammars here and there.

Anyway, Some of prev hc of 07!turtles are here. Some of them may be ooc so just look away from this post. I just think that they deserve to be goofy

Leo

While he is the ghost of the jungle, he has his own fair share encounter of ghosts as well. Many of them caused him to get a fever the next morning.

One of the 'encounters' is him accidentally called out for it, other times is chase it, other time is that he picked an unusual stench(he should've ignored it) and questions it. Although he redeems himself from jabbing the supernatural encounter by meditating at night for 3 weeks.

When he tells his 'ghost story' to his brothers and splinter, he has a smug face that annoys Donnie and Raph(with affection) but when Splinter ask him 'Ah, my son, do you experience any after effect the next morning'

Beloved eldest brother cannot - No, he must never lie to his father - Never -

Leo: ...I got a fever the next morning...and it's hard to sleep even if I'm really exhausted...

Donnie: Smug ghost

Raph: Ironic fearless

Mikey: ghost of the jungle being ghosted

Splinter: Even a ghost must learn to recognise its own pride

Leo: Alright, alright, I'm sorry, sorry, I thought it was just dumb local kids pranks that's why I respond. Also, If it were you 3, I'll have you all set up as a sacrifice(bait) for the ghost if we are in a haunted situation

Raph, Mikey and Donnie: Love to see you try, Ghost 👻

He is fond of sharp stuff since he takes good care of swords and other sharp object mechanical parts and etc. For example, he sharp pencil until it's really sharp, every night he make sure that his blades are clean from remains stuck on it.

For that he is in charge of their metal weapon such as fixing broken swords, sometimes Raph sai, he even makes chain but he enjoys keeping them from rusting rather making it.

Also due to his fondness of sharp stuff, he bought kitchen knives straight from the shop, it cause Donatello to transform into mamatello

Donnie: LEONARDO!

Leo: *from his room*oh no, it's mamatello.

He occasionally forgets the name of certain technology products so he refers to them as it and may have forgotten some of their form

Leo: Is the tv really this big? Did it get bigger?

Raph: No it aint, you just shrunk, bro. Remote.

Leo: ..Wha..Oh*picks up the remote* this black thing plastic thing is it?

Raph: I say man 🤦

Silly time aside, Leo is the one who often does solo night patrol when other are busy or asleep.

In the comics of prequel movie, he has killed people, sometimes he wants too far as in broken arms, legs and bloody head and face for the thugs, he doesn't kill them just cause some serious concussion.

He and Raph both can be absorbed in the thrills of battle, only Leo tends to go overboard sometimes upon returning from central america.

Leo reads a lot about the stars, minerals and plants after the movie, he still reads strategy books like Sun Tzu art of war.

I hc that he can write poems, and haiku after his training. fight me

He is fluent in japanese, he picked up on some spanish but he is able to read it well, just not speaking in spanish.

Raph

I hc that he comes clean with everyone about him being nightwatcher after the whole winter thing. He even bowed apologetically to everyone in the dojo

Don and splinter had their suspicious but Don interrogates him how he snuck in and out of the lair.

Mikey on the other hand felt like an idiot for not recognizing his own brother based on the news and rumors that seem so related to one of them. He was shocked for 3 days.

After 3 days, Raph offers Mikey a ride on his bike donning night watchers helmet and a red motorcycle suit for Raph and Mikey an orange one suit and helmet. He wants to make up for his abscence despite being at home. They both had but Raph won't allow Mikey to ride on his bike unless if it's emergency

He paint his nightwatcher bike in red.

Ever since he bacame Nighwatcher, he became a vehicle expert it's mostly on his bike to take care of but he learns other vehicles in order to sabotage a gangs dirty job.

He is also super stealthy, won't see him coming.

Him being Nightwatcher has also made him to remember all the routes in the city, every road and every rooftop.

The others sometimes would tease about him being Nightwatcher. As a friendly sibling joke

Leo: Hey Raph, do you think you have a fanclub for Nightprince? Any admirers?

Raph: No, and if it did I'll run away from them. And it's Nightwatcher.

Donnie: But you're not nightwatcher anymore, you're Raphael, a grumpy sleepy snappy turtle.

Mikey: Haha, grumpy sleepy snappy turtle. Still, no jetpacks?

Raph: Obviously no, that's an offense to all our stealth training. I only have my bike and that's enough.

Donnie: Ah, yes of course your true love

The 3 of them are chased by Raph

It is Raph that started to call Donnie, Mamatello, To him Donnie became 'bossy' but still cares and worry for the well being of others in Leo's abscence and it still stays with him even after his return.

He also has convinced Leo to 'join' him because sometimes he feels like Donnie would became an Aunty-tello after his day job, and that is worse esppecially when he's mad.

Leo: What's in it for me?

Raph: He can sop bugging us about both of us not havin a job. I'll think of a day job that works for all 4 of us.

Leo: I do miss our geeky dorky brother being a geeky dorky brother. I'm proud that he's grown up but he's so...(irritated grumble) I'm in

Raph: Alright, we'll start by giving father extra cakes in silent

Leo: Wha...0_0

Leo went along with him anyway.

But Leo and Raph had a great time bonding and spendy their mundane free time

Raph may not look like it but he really is thinking of a job for all 4 of them

Raph just miss the old days because he actually miss the time they spend togeher.

When they go out on patrol, He is the most shocked towards Leo's violent impulse that he froze and is hesitant to intervene.

Luckily he was able to snap Leo out of it

Raph himself is too a battle maniac as mikey calls him and Leo but as nightwatcher he exercise some restraints.

Donnie akamamatello

Since he works from home, he sometimes cleans up the lair except for Raph's room because he sleeps all day with the door locked(or so he thought)

Since he works from home, makes him the 'leader' of the lair.

His job had him mentally drained because he's dealing with karens and boneheads every day, it drives him insane.

Poor harwoking turtle became sleep deprived, and if he does sleep, he dreams about a working his job without encountering any karens it's so peaceful until he wakes up

I like to hc that deep down he despise both Raph and Leo for just leaving him and Mikey by themselves to take care of the lair.

He can take care of the technological needs of the lair but it's difficult when he and Mikey are the ones that handle it when their father's health need to taken care of

He vents out all his frustration by training with his bo staff in the dojo

Donnie dosen't mind being called mamatello(who else has been managing the lair, splinter is getting old dude) He is proud of it too, because he discovered that there is something he can manage but if one of them calls him while their on a battle or etc. There's hell to pay.

I like to think that when he and Mikey have saved enough money for months they buy medical equipments and technologies, They sill have enough for grocery.

Sometimes he call on his brothers conducts a checkup but really he wants to test their equipment, he is so excited to use such fancy equipment bare with him

Example, Donnie: Raph, Mikey, Leo! X-ray come on all of us! I already test it on dad, It's all of you guys turns now.

Leo: He sounds...happy..

Mikey: Don's just happy we get to buy a new medical tech beside I won't be alone for the checkup.

Raph: Well, better than scolding us for some unfinished chores

Leo: Or buying kitchen knives.

Raph: Nah, I think you deserve that. Wtf, man?

Donnie: Hurry up!

In their nights of keeping the city safe as a brothers together, it's up to he 3 of them to exercise restraint on Leo, making sure that he dosen't accidently kill a thug.

Donnie is little afraid and worried of his eldest brother violent but he will do what he can to keep it in check with Raph and Mikey too.

Mikey

When he decide to quit being cowabunga Carl, he and Donnie come up with a plan to let Raph and Leo experience the horror of birthday parties for 2 weeks after that he works for 1 week before quitting completely.

It's mosly to compensate their absence and boy he enjoys it listening to their reactions from his headset.

Surprised at Raph's ability to adapt with the kids with a monotonous voice and Leo scolding the kids behind the parents back when he had the chance(it's rare don't worry), Both of them a one poin accidently knocked out a kid in the process.

Mikey: How's your job, fearless?

Leo: One of them were holding markers like their gonna stab me. They look like Chucky. It's annoying.

Mikey: *wheezing* Chucky. You're so mean

Mikey: Having fun, Raphie?

Raph: I didn't mean to knock that kid out, they're having fun.

Mikey: Dude, why

Raph: I didn't mean it

Since the 2 weeks of their shift, the kids stop slamming Mikey so hard due to Leo's shift, he scold some of the kids for slamming him when the adults are not seen somewhere.

He thanks Leo for that but that alone dosen't make up for his abscence.

I hc that he was frustrated when Leo stopped writing letters to them, when he didn't come home when his training period has ended.

Mikey opens up his frustration to Donnie and Splinter who empathise him, Raph at the time brushes him off by saying that he wants to stay in his room.

He has so much to tell him, he wants to lean on to Leo after his day job(back when he can enjoy it) like the youngest brother he is.

Yet, he wants to be angry at Leo but he distracts himself by focusing on his job Cowabunga Carl and be a goofball when he's back at the lair to rest before he continues the job the next day.

Having Leo to tell him about his journey is one way

Sometimes he handled the lairs technical issues by himself thanks to his observations on Donnie doing it while he explained to him. In return, he dragged Raph or Leo or both of them with him.

He has a diary in which he writes the name of the parent who scolded their kid for slamming him, he is very grateful to them, they are angels.

In their patrol when they are beating up bad guys and Leo would lose himself in the thrill of battle, Mikey was the first turtle to immediately stop restraint him from killing and Leo immediately snaps to reality.

Mikey: Yo, you nearly killed that punk! Sure their bastards acting all tough and harming folks but we don't kill them, we stop them! It's what we do, remember? Let the police and court, I guess to them.

Leo: ...Yeah...You're right, Mikey, Thanks, little bro.

Mikey: Your welcome, It's my job. come on let's give this to the police

[kissland69]

“only one bed?”

robin buckley x f!reader

*if there’s any mistakes, typos or errors please ignore :), mild language*

“MOVIE NIGHT!” yelled y/n and robin with smiles painted of their lips “why are you guys always so hyper” steve said while parking his deep burgundy car “you should be lucky we’re your friends cause you could’ve been hanging with a bunch of 14 year olds tonight” said y/n ruffling steve’s slightly hard hair “seriously! he says they’re a pain in his ass but he still hangs with them” robin said with a grin “you know i’m the one driving you two to work? don’t lose your ride” steve replied with a stern voice “okay okay sorry, didn’t know it would hit a nerve there stevie” y/n said with a laugh “whatever, grab the snacks and let’s go inside before i drive you two home” steve said, getting out of the car and started heading to his front door “did he run out of his farrah fawcett hairspray?” whispered y/n to robin with a grin “i think so, his hair isn’t as soft looking like usual” robin whispered back with a laugh “WHAT ARE YOU TWO WHISPERING ABOUT!” yelled steve from his doorstep “NOTHING!” both y/n and robin replied with wide eyes “get your asses inside” steve said with rolling eyes “attitude much” robin said, walking into his house with y/n following behind. while “pretty in pink” played on steve’s tv for the third time, robin kept spacing out during most of the movie because of the conversation her and steve recently had about her little crush on y/n.

earlier that day

“so..are you or are you not going to tell her how you feel?” asked steve, leaning against the counter of family video “so are you or are you not going to be able to get a girlfriend?” robin said with a teasing grin “don’t try to reflect your lack of women on me, i actually went on a date last night while you sat at home all alone” replied steve while rolling his eyes “whatever, and to answer your question i am NEVER telling her how i feel…i have no time losing her” robin said with a slight frown “this is y/n we’re talking about, the one who always flirts with you and teases you until you’re red in the face” steve said “you do know that she isn’t flirty with me, that’s just how she talks” said robin, full heartedly disagreeing “yeah only to people she finds attractive, i know this is a small town with small minded people but you have to at least open your eyes to possibilities” steve said with a hand on his left hip “possibilities like crying until i can’t anymore because i got rejected by the prettiest girl? absolutely not” robin said while shrugging “rob if i know anything about girls i know when they’re into someone, and y/n l/n is completely in love with you. the looks, the smiles, the laughs, the flirting, the touches, the only one who hasn’t noticed anything is you” steve said while looking at the freckles girl chewing on her rosy lips “and if you wait too long to notice it she’ll slip away from your arms and into another person’s arms, and i know you wouldn’t want that” steve continued saying while walking towards the shelves he was sent to re-organize “b-but let’s say i do tell her how i feel, where would i tell her? how would i say it? how would she react? i can’t just tell her i like her in your house!” robin said, rushing next to steve “what’s wrong with my house?! i think that would be a perfect place to tell her because 1)there isn’t any people listening in or watching, very private and 2) if she does reject you i’ll be there to comfort you” explained steve “SO YOU DO THINK SHE’LL REJECT ME?!!” yelled robin, luckily there wasn’t any customers around to hear that “NO BUCKLEY! listen just pull up your big girl panties-“ steve said but got interrupted with a gag coming for robin “ew don’t say big girl panties” said the lanky girl “whatever, just grow up and tell her, i’m tired of seeing you all lovesick with a goofy smile on your hopeless face” steve said with an exhausted sigh “i’m trying okay..i just don’t want to see the look on her face when she rejects me or the certain words that’ll come out of her mouth that i know she’ll say..” said a frustrated and anxious robin “i know, trust me i know but don’t wait too long to tell her okay?” steve said while gently placing his rough hands onto robin’s shoulders “okay..” robin replied with a soft smile, steve doing the same.

“helloooo, earth to robinn, did you hear what i said?” steve said while snapping his finger in the girls face, getting her attention “n-no, what happened?” asked a groggy robin “i said since it’s 9:30pm you guys can stay over but there’s only one bed for you guys to share” steve repeated himself with both hands on each side of his hips “o-oh that’s f-fine, unless it isn’t fine with you y/n then i can sleep on the couch which i wouldn’t mind!” robin nervously said “rob why would i let you sleep on this hard couch when i can have you sleeping next to me comfortably” y/n said with a smile “HEY! my couch isn’t hard!” steve yelled from the bathroom with a stern voice “WHATEVER HARRINGTON, anyways let’s go steal some clothes from steve, even though he has a hard ass couch his clothes are the softest” said y/n while talking robin’s hand into hers “i know right! i still have that yellow sweatshirt i took from him a week ago” said robin with a laugh “I NEED THAT SWEATSHIRT BACK YOU THEIF!” yelled steve, voice muffled due to the foamy toothpaste “NEVER!” robin yelled back while entering his stripped designed room “i seriously cannot get over how ugly his room is..” y/n said while shaking her head “ honestly, it’s so repulsing to look at” robin said, hands still locked with y/n’s “YOU TWO IDIOTS KNOW I CAN HEAR YOU RIGHT!” steve yelled once again “SHUT UP!” yelled both robin and y/n then laughing at the curses steve was letting at angrily.

after everyone got settled for bed, steve sleeping in his ugly designed bedroom peacefully while robin and y/n calmly laid in the clean and vacant bedroom of steve’s parents. robin stared at the plain white ceiling for what felt like hours with the sound of y/n’s soft breathing “at least she’s getting some shut eyes…god, why can’t i just tell her how i feel? i know she wouldn’t judge me but getting rejected still sucks” robin thought to herself while shifting her eyes to the balled up figure next to her “since you won’t be able to hear this might as well get it off my chest…i’ve loved you since the day you came in to family video, the way you looked so vibrant and pretty made me honestly want to pass out..” robin said with a laugh “…seeing your smile for the first time felt so right, hearing your laugh for the first time felt so comforting and just being around you made me feel like i was floating on the softest cloud, i know it’s corny but being around you and seeing you makes me feel like i’m in one of those corny romance movies and you know what? i don’t even mind it, i rather feel those little butterflies in my stomach every time you look at me with those pretty eyes of yours…i know you won’t hear any of this but i just felt like i should say it, you deserve someone who’ll give you anything and everything in life and i’ll gladly take up that position” robin said softly while staring at y/n’s back “…you know..that was the sweetest, kindest and honest thing someone has expressed to me. robin i can’t even tell you how much i love you, everything you said is exactly how i feel” y/n said softly while turning herself to face robin’s beet red face “w-what? seriously?” questioned robin with wide eyed “yes buckley, i’ve only and always have eyes for you” y/n said, placing her hand on robin’s hot face “would kissing you right now mess up the mood?” asked robin “absolutely not, it’ll complete it” y/n said with a smile, leaning in to kiss the pink lips of the flustered girl “do you want to go on a date with me friday night? we can do whatever you want” robin said in a soft voice “how can i decline such a great offer” y/n said while pecking robin’s lips once more. the next morning came and robin, steve and y/n sat quietly while eating the breakfast steve kindly decided to make, y/n finished her meal and headed to the kitchen to wash her plate leaving robin and steve in the living room with one another “so did my “only one bed” method work?” questioned steve in a whisper “you know i would be angry at you but you did help me score the most gorgeous girl ever so thanks dingus” robin said with the biggest lovesick smile “just being the best wingman” steve said with a proud and fulfilled grin.

[nonstandardrepertoire]

so we finished watching season 2 of Picard last night, and just. whew, friends, what? a truly baffling array of choices. things i simply cannot get over:

the commitment to doing every Single joke from The Voyage Home while simultaneously Strenuously Avoiding doing anything campy or goofy

like, the reason TVH works is that the main cast are all just Buffoons — Kirk does not know how money works, Spock is dressed as a jogger in a bathrobe, Scottie tries to talk into a computer mouse, and it is all GREAT. in Picard S2, it's like, they say they don't know much about this period in history, but they all seem to click into place fairly seamlessly. in general watching this new era of Trek, it feels like the writers have simply forgotten the pleasure of a good silly camp romp, and constantly referencing one of the best silliest campiest romps in the canon is uh, not helping

the climax of the season revolves around?? Q's character development??? Q???? QUEUE?????? baffling

in general what was even Q's plan here. is he . . . trying to sabotage the Europa mission or not? why is All Of This necessary for Picard to forgive himself, if that's Q's real goal? just like generally this framing does not make sense to me and so resting the entire season on it is. a choice, i guess

also when have we ever been asked to care about Q's interiority before, when have we ever been asked to be On His Side as opposed to whatever human he's fucking with

how are we relating to canon here. h o w. there are some Real deep cuts, but then also some like, fairly prominent episodes that are just?? ignored???

like, ok:

Guinan and Picard have a fairly significant adventure together in 1800s San Francisco (in “Time’s Arrow”). it is canon then that she doesn't know Picard yet. this is an incident she will remember for 500+ years and reference on board the Enterprise D. but in this season of Picard, she appears not to know him at all and to once more be meeting him for the first time. these two first meetings are . . . difficult to reconcile

but we are apparently doubling down on “Wesley Crusher was just the super specialest boy and he managed to transcend the limits of physical reality because of his big special brain”

we are apparently pretending that Robert Picard just . . . doesn't exist? isn't around for Jean-Luc's childhood? this isn't really technically a continuity error but Robert and Jean-Luc's relationship felt real and specific and grounded in the particulars of their two characters whereas Yvette just feels like generic sexist “ooooooh his mother was ~crazy~” schlock, and losing the former for the latter is uh. not an improvement

we're doubling down on Gary Seven, tho! Gary fucking Seven!!!!! remember that beloved character from an episode that was definitely a good idea??? why

actually, specifically, tho: it feels like this is a continuation of Star Trek’s reluctance/inability to grapple with the less savory parts of Gene Roddenberry as a human being, particularly his misogyny. to stick only to the example at hand, he made the “Assignment: Earth” filming experience so miserable for Teri Garr (by, for example, relentlessly shortening the length of her skirt, even over the objections of the costume designer) that Garr has absolutely refused to talk about Star Trek in subsequent interviews. i was obviously not on set, but the vibe i get is extremely that filming that episode would clearly and unambiguously been a hostile workplace environment by contemporary standards of sexual harassment. so i, personally, have a hard time being like “ah yes, ‘Assignment: Earth’, what a fun bit of forgotten canon to incorporate wholesale into our new series without grappling with the specifics of its creation in any way!”. the vibes are just . . . rancid

anyway, moving on from continuity gripes,

it feels like a real missed opportunity to have not cast David Duchovny as the FBI agent. this is really not the showrunners’ fault, but i’m in a hating sort of mood, so i’m going to take off points anyway

“Dark Page” was not a great idea in 1993 and it isn’t any better now

circling back to “covering the hits without any understanding of what made them good”, Raffi’s encounter in a camp of unhoused people feels like a nod to “Past Tense” without any willingness to actually . . . engage with what “Past Tense” was saying. for all that i have some issues with some of its narrative choices, “Past Tense” devotes significant, sustained screen time to characters that society has decided to discard and is relentless in hammering home the message that “this is not just and it cannot be reformed into justness”. here, Raffi stumbles across an encampment, someone immediately tries to mug her at gun point, she beats him up, she shares a rueful quip about “gosh, wild that such a prosperous society can’t be assed to take care of people”, and then we just move on and never mention this again. like, we get Words saying that Homelessness Bad, but what we are shown is “unhoused people are scary and dangerous and it’s ok for our heroes to beat them up”

(i actually think that In General there is a lot of wasted potential with Raffi, altho mostly the fault here lies in season 1. “very competent Starfleet officer who is also dealing with paranoid delusions and falling apart at the seams about it” is an interesting premise for a Star Trek character if done well! and then S1 is just like “oh, nope, actually, she was right about everything, there was a massive, bizarre conspiracy that did exactly what she thought they did, she's fine and correct and everyone who ever doubted her is an ass”)

(i also think that the “love always ends in grief” sequence from Discovery S4, for all of that season’s considerable messiness, is a much tighter and more powerful expression of that theme than the wandering, haphazard approach to it here. i think these shows are meant to be watched in concert, but the back-to-back seldom does Picard any favors)

we continue to lean into Human Exceptionalism and i continue to roll around on the floor going “ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” about it

more elaborate thoughts on that go in my “if i were making Enterprise” post, tho

THAT SAID

on the topic of exceptionalism, i hate the FUCK out of the bit in Crusher’s recruitment speech where he’s like “do you want to be ordinary, or do you want your life to have purpose and meaning?” as tho???? ordinary lives????? cannot have purpose and meaning???????????? look me in the eyes, writers. no, no, look me Directly in the eyes: fuck you, fuck that, i am doing cartoon violence to you. the mindset that only extraordinary lives are worth living is toxic bullshit that distorts so much of our mental, political, and artistic landscape. ordinary lives can have so much meaning and purpose, they can be so very beautiful and rich. ordinary lives can be very good to live. i think Star Trek, in general, focuses too much on elites as The Only People Who Really Matter, but to elevate that to the level of explicit text is just. fucking devastating. unspeakably bleak. absolute philosophical train wreck of a season finale, on a par with Discovery’s “a Starfleet admiral actively and deliberately planned and tried to carry out a genocide and faced zero career repercussions for it that we can see”. clown car nonsense

in conclusion: i have drunk the haterade, g-d this season sucked, i can’t wait to make April 13 “Jurati eating car batteries day” and take it away from the Homestucks

[jthedrake2]

One day I was scrolling tumblr and I stumbled across an idea by cloudypinkblink and I wanted to take my own crack at it.

Essentially it’s a swap au where Marcus, Thomas, and Yoshino swap roles with Kouki, Nanami and Ivan. So in this universe The bio hybrids get Digimon partners and our DATS trio become Biohybrids and work for Kurata.

Partner lines

Kouki: Commandramon -> Sealsdramon -> Tankdramon -> Darkdramon

I imagine Kouki in this universe to be ranging from a delinquent or even a small low tier criminal. He’s just the type of guy to constantly get in trouble with the police. Here he is much more willing to help others and he meets his partner Commandramon after saving him from a more intimidating Digimon. However he is still hotheaded and very arrogant, but has high amount of determination. After he evolves Commandramon into Sealsdramon, he gets arrested by DATS members and is allowed to be free if he works for DATS from now on.

Commandramon in this is essentially a goofy but loyal soldier. Similar to how Agumon calls Marcus boss or Aniki, Commandramon would constantly call him Sir or Kouki sir as he views Kouki as his general. At first Kouki wants to use Commandramon to help him but does bond with the military dragon.

Nanami: Floramon -> Woodmon -> Ajatarmon -> Lotusmon

Nanami takes the role of Thomas here. In this universe I imagine her coming from nothing rather then being rich like Thomas is. She’s very hard working and highly values perfection above all else. This pressure of being perfect also extends to her partner with her sometimes being too harsh on her for any errors. She doesn’t get along well with Kouki at first, in fact they are worst then Marcus and Thomas in terms of rivalry at first. But help one another when they bond, With Kouki learning to think before he leaps and Nanami learning to be less hard on herself and others.

Floramon is an extremely shy but very sweet Digimon. She is also very clumsy but tries her best to hide that fact from Nanami. Eventually she will become more confident as the series goes on and Nanami will treat her better. They basically have a Shuji and Lopmon thing going on except it’s a bit less bad, not by much tho, Could be good dark digivolution potential.

Ivan: Gizamon -> Ebidramon -> Anomalocarimon -> Spinomon

Ivan here is the Dad friend of the trio and is honestly the only thing that keeps Nanami and Kouki from killing each other in the beginning, I also like to think whenever they argue Ivan would jokingly refer to them as a “Lovers spat” to which they stop arguing and turn their anger at him. Like in canon, He is very much a family man. He joined DATS as a way to support his family but eventually starts to love the job. He is also the one to meet Kouki like how Yoshino meets Marcus in canon. He’s smarter then in canon, tho he still isn’t that bright. He doesn’t say stuff out loud unless he’s extremely nervous.

Gizamon would be a bit more cynical then his partner. He’s the brain to Ivan’s brawn in this case. While not outwardly friendly to most, he still capable of doing good and hopes to help Ivan with his family matters. His siblings like to play with him a lot and he enjoys it to, but he’ll never admit that tho.

For the lines I decided to lean into the mega sand ignore the armors as I really wanted to use Commandramon. But if you want to include the armors here is some alternative lines involving them.

Kouki: Hawkmon -> Thunderbirmon -> Megadramon -> Darkdramon

Nanami: Wormmon -> Coatlmon -> Arukenimon -> Lotusmon

Ivan: Armadillomon -> Stegomon -> Triceramon -> Spinomon

As for Marcus, Thomas, and Yoshino, They are now working for Kurata. I could see Thomas being Kurata’s second in command and being the first to join. Yoshino would be second to join him and perhaps we could have her try to manipulate Ivan tho I don’t see what purpose that could serve, maybe to cause others not to trust him perhaps. Still working on it.

Marcus would be the third to join, We could have him involved in the story with Kouki as an old friend of the Daimons with Marcus and Kouki having a brotherly bond. After the whole Garudamon debacle, Marcus nearly dies with Kouki saving him by digivolving into Tankdramon. Marcus would find out about his dad and want to go to the digital world to find him but Sarah adamantly refuses due to Marcus nearly dying and not having a Digimon partner. It would then escalate into a much more heated version of the scene with Sarah and Marcus talking about Marcus going into the digital world.

Marcus would then storm out the house and ask Kouki to take him to the digital world. Kouki would refuse out of not wanting to see Marcus getting hurt. This would then have Kurata come to Marcus and manipulate him into becoming a bio hybrid.

As for their bio hybrid forms following the theme of Armor and Mega

Marcus: BioFlamedramon and Biodorbickmon

Thomas: BioKangurumon and BioAnubimon

Yoshino: BioKabukimon and BioCeresmon

I also have other ideas to further this swap concept to make this universe sound more interesting then canon.

Keenan is not becoming a bio hybrid so maybe here we can have Kristy and Keenan swap partners here with Keenan getting Biyomon and Kristy getting Falcomon.

Maybe even swap roles with Kristy becoming a jungle girl further hammering in Sarah’s protection of Marcus. Probably will only swap partners but it could be fun.

Kristy: Pinamon -> Falcomon -> Saberdramon -> Vulturemon

Keenan: Biyomon -> Aquilamon -> Garudamon -> Valkryimon (Maybe have Valdurmon as a burst mode?)

Another reverse idea is how the royal knights are a big thing in data squad and we also have Merukimon who is a member of the Olympus 12. So maybe we could have Sleipmon and Merukimon swap around and have the main final threat be the Olympus 12 rather then the royal knights.

Richard Sampson: Kudamon -> Reppamon -> Kyukimon -> Merukimon

We would also have Homeros over Yggdrasil as Homeros is the creator of the Olympus 12.

Maybe even have Kurata become Titamon perhaps as Belphemon is more of an enemy to the royal knights and him becoming Titamon, the enemy of the Olympus 12 would further cement him being a threat and enemy to the digital world.

And with Yoshino becoming BioCeresmon it could make for some good lore potential, Maybe you could have Ceresmon in the role of Frigimon and kill her off, then have Kurata use her data alongside Yoshino. This could be a pretty interesting and dark.

[plimchi]

For the falling in love question's, maybe #5 and #13?

Self Ship Meme- Falling In Love

woaoh; either my selfships are too complicated or i am just bad at putting things into short words, so heres a wall of text i guess. also since there was no specific ship wished for, ill just with my big 3. all grammar errors are to be ignored pls, you know the thrill ( all banner art was drawn ronyavalentine btw heheh)

Katanabaka (Zoro/Sasha)

5. Are either of you afraid of falling in love?

If you'd ask them, Zoro and Sasha would both say no. Simply because they were unaware of the feeling for the longest part. They both have friends that are very dear to them. They thought this was the pinnacle of love. Zoro and Sasha don't posess the highest emotional and social intelligence. So when they fall in love with each other, both experience this kind of intense emotion for the first time - and are extremely confused and taken aback. Maybe they are a little scared in the moment, just because they don't have a name for this sensation yet. 

13. Did you want to tell your f/o you love them right away, or did it take a long time for you to tell them? Vice versa?

They can't put their feelings into words at all. They stumble into a romantic relationship without either of them audibly confessing - and they don't need to. After weeks and weeks of kisses, cuddles and affection; a soft "I love you" is muttered. And even though both were already well aware, the words unleash another wave of intense and new emotion in both of them.

EndMe (Enji/Menma)

5. Are either of you afraid of falling in love?

 Enji isn't exactly afraid to fall in love. Love isn't something he thinks about a lot anymore. He's too busy. Maybe he thinks it is impossible for him to fall in love again but in reality, he'd just deny himself of any affectionate feelings towards someone new. Enji doesn't think he is deserving of love at this point. Neither to feel nor receive it.  Menma is not afraid of falling in love per se. She loves to love and has a lot of love to give. She knows that she may not get the same amount of love in return. She knows she might get hurt. Menma will keep on loving nontheless.

13. Did you want to tell your f/o you love them right away, or did it take a long time for you to tell them? Vice versa?

GODS, no. Both of them waited a very long time. After all, their boss/employee relationship would make it very very inapporpriate. On top of that, Enji is a married man with a bunch of children. The moment she realized she was in love with Enji, Menma felt horrible about it and tried to surpress her feelings. The last thing she wanted to be was a homewrecker. (Little did she know, the home was already wrecked af lmao)

GunsNRoses/DanThia (Dante/Diantha)

5. Are either of you afraid of falling in love?

 Dante is VERY afraid of falling in love. He is afraid to build any type of positive connection to anyone. Simply because he has lost a lot of people that were very dear to him. And he feels like, whoever spends time with him is bound to end up in trouble or even dead. There's just too much evil following him around.  Diantha isn't afraid of falling in love but she will be hesitant to let the feeling get the better of her. She grew up in an environment in which she couldn't just trust everyone and it is hard for her to put aside that waryness. She will need to trust someone wholeheartedly to admit it to herself.

13. Did you want to tell your f/o you love them right away, or did it take a long time for you to tell them? Vice versa?

Dante tried to mask and hide his honest love behind the sweet nothings, goofy compliments and casual flirting he treats almost anyone with. He didn't want to confess, he was way too scared to bond with Dia like this and losing her in the end. Dia was conflicted. She knew she developed feelings for Dante but didn't want to be played with. At some point she snapped at Dantes playful advances, telling him to be sincere. She didn't want to get her hopes up and fall for a fraud. Dante couldn't hide behind his lies anymore and both of them slowly lowered their walls.

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Little Worries

Lemon has some thoughts about the squire the party was hired to protect. Mostly stream of consciousness during one of their chats while they traveled. Forgive errors my beta reader is busy reading AU smut lol

     So there was a bit of a predicament. Not like catastrophically troubling or anything, there were plenty of other much more serious concerns for that. Lemon had a running list. The current top three were the looming ever present concern of no news maybe not actually being good news, Nick’s new medical condition, and this new distance between her and Cael. Plenty of big things for Lemon to fuss over. This was more like a sore spot that just didn’t seem to totally go away, a lie bump on her tongue that could be ignored until it pressed up against a tooth and suddenly it was all she could focus on. Like now, when she should just be enjoying the casual conversation she and Rinn were having while he drove the carriage instead of devoting half of her brain to worrying over this ridiculous thought. The scenery was nice, Rinn was funny, no one was actively in danger or being hunted for sport. So why was she so focused on this one stupid little detail?

     Lemon stole a long glance at Rinn, smiling along to what he was saying before glancing back to the horizon to pretend to scan for danger. Against the pale blue of the sky he was a lovely contrast, boyish features all lit up by the sun reflecting off the snow even if his eyes were obscured by his sort of silly looking trendy sunshades. Moondrop really did suit him after all….shit she was getting attached wasn’t she? That’s a poor decision. Yes okay so what if Rinn was handsome in a pretty kind of way? She’d admit he was goofy and fun to be around, and nice enough to offer to help her with her frankly awful aim. Yes, all correct statements. Still the party was technically his security detail. Plus once they’d safely returned to Traurisk he’d forget about them. Well maybe not forget forget, but he’d be back in his sphere and they’d be in theirs, ne'er the two to cross! At least not unless they got hired by them again. Basically there was no reason to let herself get attached. They’d go their separate ways in a week, so starting to think of him as a friend was already a stretch, which also means that there is absolutely zero reason to acknowledge he was even a little bit handsome. Letting any of those feelings take root would be the height of stupidity for a whole slew of reasons. He was a nice person who she was happy to pass the time chatting with, but ultimately they were no better than passing ships. She’d have to bottle that ridiculous idea before it got any traction, enjoy the company, and not get overly attached. Besides, she had target practice to look forward to! It was a good day, and she was not going to let a silly thought distract her from that.