#aaaah adding those is insane

[asteria7fics]

Do you hear that? If you listen closely you can hear the scream I scrumpt because THIS!!! IS SO DELICIOUS!!!

I really don’t think I can put it into words how overjoyed I still am by this, like the vibes are beyond immaculate and I was not joking when I said I wanted this tattooed on my eyelids.

An extremely filling meal, compliments to the chef (*꒦ິ꒳꒦ີ)

Interrupting this broadcast to post some Style art (WHAT!!) (yes yes I included some kyman I can't help it haha) Here's a little poster/cover illustration for my good buddy @asteria7fics's awesome fanfic, La Petite Mort, which you can find here (sequel to another fic which I also heavily recommend if you're into style). Somehow, halfway through sketching it, I remembered that I wanted to do some Leyendecker painting study and figured I could just do both at once and this happened! Not unhappy with how it came out AT ALL, hehe. Asteria, I hope you enjoy it 🥰

[starrynights-sunnyskies]

as the flowers bloom, my heart does too ⋆*·ﾟmisa x putellas!femreader, social media au, (16/17)

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when your relationship ends and all you want to do is hide and cry, flowers suddenly start to appear on your doorstep.

or; misa hating to see a pretty girl cry and suffer and going out of her way to cheer her up while staying anonymous

fic: see my masterlist

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tagged: marisabel_rguez 2,498 likes yourusername: a 'photo of us around my neck' type of love 🌹

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sofie.svava babes!!!

ona.battle ❤️

bff2 you two 😍

marisabel_rguez T'estimo 😘

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21,014 likes marisabel_rguez: About last week 😌

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username1 aaaah the flowers are still a thing liked by yourusername

albap9 goals

alexiaputellas 😎✌️

bff1 that first pic whew 🔥 ↳ yourusername BACK OFF ↳ bff1 ✋😲🤚

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Misa created a Groupchat

Misa added bff1, bff2, bff3, alexia, alba, olga 

Misa: Hey everyone. I added you to this groupchat because I’m planning on doing something special for Y/N during our vacation, and since you’re all important people in her life and most of you will be there too, I’d love for you to be a part of it. Of course, please keep this a secret. 😊

bff2: …..Define 'something special'? 👀

bff3: Does this mean...

Alexia: Are you finally going to do it?

bff1: I can’t keep a secret from her for the life of me so please fill me in on the day of, please and thanks 😭😩

Misa: Yeah, I’m going to propose to her 😊

Misa changed the group’s name to ‘Operation wed the girl 💍’

bff1: omg omg omg eeek 😬😧

bff1 left the groupchat

Misa: Um, okay? 😅

Alexia: Why did she leave??

bff2: Don't mind her, she always has to be weird

bff3: Probably for the best if you don’t want your proposal accidentally spoiled. Those two have no privacy and always use each other’s phones so it’s safer this way if you want to keep it a surprise.

Misa: Okay!

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bff1: alba alba alba alba alba

bff1: omg did you see the chat? what do we do

alba: definitely don’t act suspicious, which you just failed. the girls saved your ass.

bff1: we can’t just tell her to blow it off can we?

alba: we can’t and we shouldn't and we won’t. i knew this was coming, since misa asked mami, ale and i our blessings a while ago, but now i'm panicking too

bff1: should we tell y/n?

alba: are you INSANE?!?!?!

bff1: then what should we do?

alba: just see how it’ll play out. but let’s keep this to ourselves for now.

alba: wait- im guessing the other girls know too?

bff1: duh

alba: okay. we say nothing and use the chat to spy on misa’s plan for now and to make sure everything will go smoothly 🧐

bff1: but misa wants us there so she's not going to propose when they go to italy with just the two of them. this is going to go so wrong

alba: hey no shut up

bff1: so what now? we can't just wish for a miracle like the world ending or them being too sick to even go on vacation. obv that won't happen but oh god what do we do

alba: ew why would you say that. don't jinx it

alba: just gimme some time to think.

bff1: aye aye babe

bff1: oh wow 👀

alba: what?

bff1: you didn't cuss me out for calling you babe

alba: 🙄

bff1: we're a good team aren't we? 😌

alba: 🙄🙄

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username1: omg we met y/n out on the streets in madrid

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username2 i love how the fandom has made her just as popular as any futbolista by now 😝 ↳ username3 I mean, she IS a Putellas... so she's popular by association lmao

username4 Was Misa with her?? ↳ username1 no misa is on national camp. she was alone.

username5 i saw her a few months ago in the coffee shop misa and her frequent but she has major resting bitch face so i was way too shy to approach lol ↳ username1 ahahaha she does! but she immediately broke out of it when we approached her ↳ username8 Resting bitch face is a Putellas thing 😂

username6 What did you say to her?? I would be way too awkward for this! ↳ username1 that we love her and love seeing her relationship with misa online. she said it was a little scary to be open about their relationship with misa and alexia being in the public eye but was happy they did it because she'd rather celebrate her love than hide. my friend jokingly said that misa has to hurry up with putting a ring on it and she got so flustered. she tried to facetime alexia for us but alexia declined her call after like two rings so we had a laugh about that. she didn't want to call misa bc she said misa wasn't available at that time but that she's going to call her tonight and tell her we said hi. ↳ username5 she seems so sweet 🥺

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689 likes bff1: omg i'm finally part of the famous team vacations!

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albap9 probably your first and last time ✌️

yourusername yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay ☺️ ↳ bff2 Yay to the trip making it out of the groupchat! ↳ claudiaapina And yay for making it work to get such a big group together 😅

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bff2 sun sea and ibiza ☀️

bff1 good girls go to heaven, bad girls go to ibiza

marisabel_rguez 😍

ingridengen Enjoy!!! 💞

patri8guijarro It's a good time ✌️

begovargas Paella paella paella 😍😋

leilaouahabi One of the best Ibiza trips so far ❤️

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2,819 likes yourusername: baby toniiiiight, the dj's got us falling in love again 💌

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claudiaapina omg how are you up and posting already? i just woke up with a massive headache ↳ yourusername i have a killer immune system 🙋‍♀️

bff1 last night was wiiiiild ↳ bff2 And it was proof that we're definitely not in college anymore. One night and I'm floored. I feel so old 😭

marisabel_rguez Best DJ on the island 🤣 ↳ albap9 until she hit the wrong button and the music stopped ahahahaha 5 likes ↳ alexiaputellas I'm so glad we left early, the secondhand embarrassment would've killed me. ↳ salmaparalluelo damn I would've paid to see that 😭

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albaps9 last time we were all there you were crushing HARD on y/n and look at you two now 😭 ↳ marisabel_rguez I wasn't that obvious ↳ albaps9 yah you were, i was onto you since the start ↳ alexiaputellas Oh, how times have changed since then 😉 ↳ yourusername thank god they have 😘

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Groupchat: Operation wed the girl 💍

Misa: [attached photo] She has no clue 🤪

Olga: next time we see her she'll be a wife-to-be 😢

Alexia: Text us when you're coming this way! They're almost done setting things up over here. And good luck! 😘

bff3: She's going to freak out omg

Alexia: Everything okay?

Alexia: Why is it taking so long?

bff2: Are we still on?

Olga: I can't believe I'm even asking this and I don't think she did, but did she say no????

Misa: Thanks for the help but it's not going to happen tonight, guys.

Alexia: Wait, what?!?

bff3: WHY

Misa: [attached photo]

Misa: I'll call later to update. They're still doing tests but she has severe stomach aches and feels extremely nauseous. She says that everything is spinning, too.

Alba: what the fuck happened???

Misa: She didn't feel well and went to the restroom but didn't come back. I went to check up and she was really out of it and had to throw up. I didn't know what to do so I brought her to the hospital.

Alexia: What hospital?? We'll come.

Misa: We can't have visitors. Not that I don't appreciate it, but I don't think Y/N wants a room full of people right now either. I've got her, don't worry, Ale.

Alexia: I know you do. Thanks ❤️ But do you need us? Or do you need us to do anything?

Misa: Not right now, but maybe later depending on what happens next.

bff2: Shit, is it food poisoning?

Misa: Could be. They're checking to make sure it isn't appendicitis or anything else. Then they'll decide if they'll hook her up to an IV or get her ready for surgery or put her on pain killers or other meds.

Olga: I'm so sorry, Misa. You planned everything for weeks.

Misa: I don't care about that. At all. She scared the living shit out of me. As long as she's feeling okay again. That's all that matters.

bff3: Keep us updated, please. Give her a hug from us and take good care of her and yourself.

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yourusername Time to make up for all the time we lost when I got sick last month 😭

marisabel_rguez It's much needed. We're going to have a great time 😘

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patri8guijarro you two so deserved this trip after last time! 😘

marisabel_rguez ❤️

alexiaputellas Enjoy!!

bff3 ❤️

albap9 lil sis! 💞

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alba i see no ring yet on any of those photos

bff2 HAS IT HAPPENED?

alexia Stop keeping us in agony!!

olga i love how we've all collectively agreed it's going to happen during this vacation

misa When the time is right, it will! Don't worry, you'll all be the first to know 😊

alexia Speaking of, should we add mama to this chat? She did help with the proposal last time and I know she's just as excitedly waiting in anticipation now that she knows it's happening.

bff3 Don't think poor Eli will appreciate having to catch up on hundreds of messages after work 😂

misa I'll add her once it's time 😉

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albap9 she looks so happy 🥺

alexiaputellas Y/N 😢😊

bff2 Oh my GOD, I think it happened. There's a glow to her. ↳ bff1 😱 ↳ alexiaputellas 😯 ↳ bff3 😯😱 ↳ albap9 😱😱😱😱 ↳ username1 what happened

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alba: when is it fucking happening i'm going insane!!!

bff1: fr ive been expecting a text or post breaking the news for the past week now

alba: it would be so in character for them to already be engaged for weeks and be giggling about it and having us in the dark again like they did last time with their relationship 🤣😭

bff1: i don't think a hospital room is romantic, but i wouldn't put it past them for still getting engaged there 😂😂😂

bff1 but i'd actually kill her this time if that's true

alba: hey?! that honour should go to me. you were one of the first to know BEFORE they were even together, mind you. you don't get to complain.

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alexiaputellas: You're going home? Did you propose?? seen

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albaquerque 🌼: so??????? bff1: AND? you: ? albaquerque 🌼: DID YOU DO IT? you: do what? albaquerque 🌼: omg you're fucking with us. i hate you. bff1: TELL US. PUH-LEASE read

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Misa created a groupchat.

Misa added You, Eli, Alba, Alexia and 25+ others

You: [sent photo]

Misa: We said yes!!

You: 😊😊😊

bff1: FOjoagwhoElgHIOWLHGWOhl YIPPEEEEE

Alexia: Wait- WE? Y/N!

Alexia: ENHORABONA! FELICIDADES!

Olga: I'M SEEING TWO RINGS!!! OMG!! ���

bff2: CONGRATULATIONS YOU TWO!!!! 😘💞💞💞

bff3: Finally!!!! Congratulations my loves!!

Alba: Phew! Fucking finally!! You two so so so deserve this, congratulations 😘

Eli: Y/N!!!! How exciting, my little girl!! And Misa, congratulations too, honey!!! Such a beautiful couple. I'm wishing you a lifetime of happiness together. Come over soon, I want to hug you two and hear all about it.

Alexia: Wait, so who knew about Y/N also proposing?

bff2: 🙋‍♀️

bff3: 🙋‍♀️

Alba: 🙋‍♀️

bff1: 🙋‍♀️

Alexia: You little shits!!! Why am I always being kept out of the loop! 😱😂

Alba: because misa had already claimed you!!!!

bff1: you know, i'm actually really proud for keeping this secret for so long 😎

Eli: I knew, too 🤪

Alexia: Mami!!! 😱

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a/n: a long update for the long wait. hope you liked it. much love x

[vaguely-concerned]

you are absolutely insane and i love all of your dellamorte essays. fucking hell that wigmaker post hit like a ton of bricks. agree 100% btw, with everything. u put into words my thoughts and made me realize and connect others and its BEAUTIFUL. BLESS YOU AND YOUR BRAIN

aaaah thank you so much for the kind words anon, I'm glad they resonate with you because truly I could not stop myself from making them, it is like a tempest that regularly overcomes my neurons and what am I in those moments but a leaf helplessly buffeted around by the hurricane of dellamorte family thoughts and feelings, I never quite know how coherent I manage to be through that fhsdkfas. I had so many thoughts about that story even the first time I read it, but with the whole game and lucanis' veilguard character added to it...... unspeakable stuff.

[fozmeadows]

I just finished the Tithenai Chronicles — looooved them!! You’re truly such a fabulous writer, and I felt incredibly seen by Velasin and his story. Those books rly touch the core of what it’s like to be queer and to keep going and to find happiness despite the trauma (with added fantasy fun!!). It felt like coming home as a queer reader

that being said I do have an incredibly important question:

did bbc merlin affect you at a critical age?

this survey is for science thank you for your time

Aaaah, thank you so much! I'm so glad you enjoyed them :D As for your incredibly important question: while I never got into BBC Merlin, as a certified Mythology Nerd, I was affected by a different Merlin property at a formative age - the 1998 Merlin TV miniseries, which is (IMO) woefully underappreciated. It's camp and silly in parts, incredibly affecting in others, and doubtless hasn't aged perfectly (it's been a while since I've seen it), but to this day, it remains my favourite Arthurian adaptation, as out of everything I've seen, it keeps closest to (a version of) the canon while interrogating it through an arguably feminist lens. Also, in terms of the casting, it's up there with the original 1994 Interview With A Vampire for having Literally Goddamned Everyone in a single production, like:

Just look at this! An insanely stacked cast, and as I look this up now on IMDB, I'm learning that Sebastien Roche (aka Balthazar on Supernatural) was also there, which all by itself is making me want to watch it again, just to see what he looked like in his larval stage. Which is the other answer to this question re: Significant Fandom Properties Of The 2000s-2010s: I didn't get into BBC Merlin, but I was deeply invested in SPN and Teen Wolf for a while there. Make of that what you will!

[hopeswriting]

HI HELLO, I FELT BAD CONTINUING THE CONVO IN THE POST BUT OOOOOHHOO YOU ARE NOT THE ONLY ONE FEELING UNWELL ABOUT TSUNA HOPE. I AM INSANE ABOUT HIM.

FIRST OF ALL, I checked the link you sent and oh my god SAME "The Truth Revealed" is an INSANE CHAPTER TO ME. Tbh Future arc is one of my favorite arcs in KHR all together. I don't think I ever recovered from Tsuna waking up in a fucking coffin. Like I think that irreversibly altered my brain chemistry I havent been the same. My brains been spinning since i saw that. To find out that TYL Tsuna planned it in the Truth Revealed??? Like WHO is TYL TSUNA. WHAT HAPPENED TO HIM. Like you pointed out that Lal yelled out at Tsuna wasnt like that, but to find out he was?? oh my GOD. Like it makes me wonder how much stress TYL Tsuna was under or how he came to the point that he felt like this was the only solution they could pull off. I think there's an addition that Irie did say that Byakuran would've found a way to bring the younger gang to the future anyway must have absolutely added to TYL Tsuna's stress and desire to get his younger self ready before Byakuran decided it was time before he was. Like I need to know IS HE HAPPY LIKE YOU SAID. I HOPE THIS MAN FINDS PEACE GOD KNOWS HE DESERVES IT. This is more of a headcanon than any solidified proof, just a GUT feeling. But I have to feel as if TYL Tsuna's actions being so... like that had to do with TYL Reborn's death. We know that they're close and Rainbow arc shows us that Tsuna would lift the entire world on his back if it saved Reborn. I can't help but theorize the mental state TYL Tsuna was in, after losing Reborn. Seeing how..hotheaded Tsuna can get about Reborn in Rainbow Arc and how he willingly goes to the Inheritance Ceremony for Yamamoto.. I can see him conjuring a plan like this to fuck the shit out of Byakuran post Reborn death, or even just for the possibility of getting Reborn back. But this is just a headcanon again. Either way?? Im FOAMING at the mouth with you.

As for the rest of our discussion, first of all I lost my shit when you sent the manga panel of Reborn looking shocked but holy shit i didnt connect those dots that Reborn was ?? shocked?? that Tsuna was going along with it. And that its coming from a place of anger and vengeance from Tsuna, which isn't usual for him but fuck they attacked his family. As you mentioned, they crossed that firm line drawn in the sand and Tsuna was going for their throat this time bc how dare they? When, in Tsuna's eyes, Yamamoto was done NOTHING wrong to his attacker. As for Tsuna becoming Vongola Decimo and how he would've been shackled, this is actually something we discussed in our server as well. The conclusion I ended up coming with is that in the end it didn't matter to Tsuna. He was seeing red. He was furious. He was willing to sacrifice everything, even his own freedom from the Mafia to avenge Yamamoto. It's either that he was so blinded by rage that he didn't consider the consequences of his actions, or even worse he was willing to take up the mantle of Vongola Decimo if it meant catching the person who did this to Yamamoto. For Yamamoto's sake, he would be Vongola Decimo. AND THAT IDEA??? OOOHHHH. UGHHHH. THERES SO MUCH TO TSUNAS CHARACTER AND IT DRIVES ME MAD BC HE SEEMS SO SIMPLE AT FIRST LOOK. AND IM??? IM AAAAH YKNOW??

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the future arc isn't personally my favorite, but i totally get the people for whom it is. the writing for it is really solid and really steps up from what we had so far, and i DO love so much that first part of the arc up to the end of the merone base raid.

you know, at times like this i wish i'd remember what my reaction was to it the first time i read it too, but my memory is shit lol. but i don't need to to agree it was so iconic and insane of amano to make tsuna appear in the future in a coffin. like not only it's the first thing we learn about the future, but also the first thing we learn about his future. that ten years later he's dead. absolute fucking power move from amano, like hello??

but also, while we're on the subject... this literally just came to me so idk if i'm going to be articulate about this lol, but i think there's something to be said about how the first thing we learn about tyl tsuna is that he's dead. and then he stays dead throughout the arc, mentioned and talked about, judged and defended, praised and blamed, but it all happens through other people. everything we learn about him, every choice (or lack thereof) and decision attributed to him, every glimpse into his personality and what kind of man he was, we learn all of it it through someone else's words. through someone else's eyes, and tho we're given no reason to doubt they're saying the truth, they can only be biased as they say it. like, amano could have made him appear through flashbacks, but she didn't. she gave him no physical appearance, no face, no voice. and then when she does do that (tho even then she still gives him no face), he only talks about his present self. has only words for him. and idk what is there to say about all that, but i know it's relevant to the themes of the future arc.

I think there's an addition that Irie did say that Byakuran would've found a way to bring the younger gang to the future anyway must have absolutely added to TYL Tsuna's stress and desire to get his younger self ready before Byakuran decided it was time before he was.

you're right! i tend to overlook that bit of information, but it is canon that either way, the present 10th gen would have found themselves in the future. so for tsuna to decide he'll be the one to make it happen and have control over it instead of byakuran, was of course the right choice to make. the safest one, both for them and their present selves. as well as the kindest one, because of course, tsuna didn't just bring them to the future to leave them to die in it, the way byakuran would have done. he came up with a plan to make sure they were ready to face the future like you said, and would be strong enough to see it through. and the plan was still harsh and painful and arguably cruel on them, but it still was kindness from tsuna at the same time. consideration for the situation he had no choice but to get them involved in. it was him taking responsibility for it and sparing them the worse of it as much as he could and as much as realistically possible. and maybe it made little difference, but it's still more than byakuran would have allowed them for sure, and it did play a non-negligible part in them not only surviving the future, but coming out on top of it.

you know... for some reason i've always thought tsuna was level-headed when he agreed to go along with the plan. like of course his hands were being forced as he was backed against a corner, facing a hopeless and desperate situation, but in my head he still had himself together somehow. sat and considered the pros and cons of the plan with a cool head, before deciding it was worth the gamble.

but like. knowing tsuna, it's much more likely he hadn't, you're right. that he was standing on the brink, and maybe had already fallen from it. i mean, yamamoto's dad got killed, his parents were unaccounted for, vongola's hq fell and vongola was hunted, namimori was invaded and every people there connected to him hunted too, forcing kyoko and haru to be on the run, with lambo and i-pin after them to keep them safe when they were just fifteen but still forced to take part in a literal war. tsuna had already lost so much by that point, while still being at risk of losing much more. and at the same time, he had already lost the worst thing he could lose, because of course, there's also reborn. reborn who also died, who also got killed when he's the one person who's always been by his side, who's always been his rock and anchor, who's always known how to give him strength again when his own failed him. and MY gut feeling headcanon is that reborn died not too long before tsuna put the plan in motion. maybe even died only just a couple of days before that, and that was the last straw, the deciding factor that made tsuna go along with the plan.

so like. maybe tsuna was heartbroken and crestfallen when he made that decision. maybe it was an entirely emotional one, one he made out of spite and vindictive feelings for byakuran like you said. out of fear he'll end up with nothing more left to lose, and out of his guilt for letting things come to that point and not being in a position--not having the power to make things right again. a decision he made out of his grief and the desperate hope he could get back everything he lost. the hope he could get reborn back. and okay, consider this, but independently of whether it was the right thing to do or of the chances of the plan to be successful, maybe he simply agreed to it too out of the certainty it's what present tsuna would have done too. that it's what he'd have wanted too, that he would have taken any chance that might bring reborn back to him. because it's reborn. oh i'm soo normal about this and their bond.

For Yamamoto's sake, he would be Vongola Decimo.

YOU CANT JUST SAY THAT TO ME LIKE I HAVENT THE SOFTEST SPOT FOR YAMS AND TSUNA. oh my god. oh my god??? for yamamoto's sake... for yamamoto. and i mean, i know tsuna would have done the exact same thing for any of his other guardians, but that amano chose to go along with yams instead of any other guardian... like again, i do very much believe tsuna would have reacted the same way were it anyone else, but at the same time i really do very much believe the fact it was yamamoto played a part in his anger and resolve to avenge him. i really can't explain it, but like. it's yamamoto, you know?

NO I KNOW!!!! tsuna is... he's so easy to overlook and deem unworthy of a second glance, but if you DO look back at him, and then really look at him, you can't stop and can't look away. and the longer you look, the more there is to look at. which is even more insane because at his core tsuna still is truly, really just some guy. he's just a complex character in very simple ways i guess??

anyway yeah, i need to LIE DOWN now, thanks.

[crimson-snowfall]

[Commission] A Steamy Lesson

Pairing: Isaac x MC x Arthur

Word Count: 3653

Rating: Explicit

POV: 2nd person

Warnings: threesome, multiple orgasms, vaginal sex, vaginal fingering, blowjob, cum eating, lots of biting and one instance of male-to-male vampire biting.

Important: This is an NSFW fic, the pairing and warnings have been already listed; friendly reminder that you are responsible for the content you consume.

Commissioned by: @cinnatwisted​. Thank you for letting me write this favorite sandwich of mine!

"Penny for your thoughts, little dove?" Arthur's carefree voice rang enticingly in your ears, pulling you from your train of thoughts. Perhaps it was written all over your face, for in that morning alone, it wasn't the first time that someone noticed that you have something in your mind– something unpleasant, to be exact. Or at least, that's as far as Isaac could read into, and you wouldn't really take it against your lover knowing full well that he's never had to deal with these kinds of situations ever before.

The seducer that had appeared before you in that moment, however, had already more or less narrowed down as to what that unpleasant feeling was. All he needed was some sort of confirmation.

"Nothing you should worry yourself about," you dropped your gaze on the floor in an attempt to escape his probing eyes, but if anything, it only seemed to ignite his desire to get further involved.

Inching a bit closer to you, he tried again.

"Awww come on," he caught a stray lock of your hair and wound it loosely around his index finger, "...no harm in telling me about it, little dove. Who knows, I might just happen to be the perfect candidate in helping you out with this trouble of yours."

And dang right he is… except that Arthur probably has something more daring in mind, and right now... it's not exactly how you'd want to address your problem.

At least not yet.

"Knowing you, you probably already knew before even approaching me," you mumbled under your breath, frustration evident in the way your expression crumpled ever so slightly. The smug grin your response drew on Arthur's expression confirmed your own suspicions.

"I never would've guessed you'd give me that much credit," he admitted as he lifted up your chin, his alluring gaze holding your wavering ones captive, before adding, much to your disdain, "...but then again, my assumptions could be off the mark, that's why I want to hear it from you."

You rolled your eyes on him. There's no way in hell that someone as perceptive and as perverted as him could be wrong.

Especially not when the evidence of your troubles is the depressingly pristine condition of your neck.

"Look, I believe you just asked me what's troubling me, which I know for sure you've already figured out. We're not talking about what you're gonna do about it, because I haven't exactly asked you to do anything about it."

Arthur's expression dropped a little. "Aww, would it kill you to admit you've been craving for a little nibble?" Arthur ghosted his deft fingers over one side of your neck, before giving voice to that suggestion you've been expecting from someone like him, "...and I'll have you know, I can make you feel just as good."

Oh, if only you weren't craving it so bad–

A sharp hiss, one that could've easily morphed into a moan escaped your lips as the tip of Arthur's warm tongue drew a thin line over the side of your neck. He ushered you into a more secluded nook of the hallway, and he chuckled conceitedly as you held onto his arms… as though you were bracing yourself for something more.

"See? I told you so," Arthur remarked teasingly before putting that sinful tongue of his into work again, this time exploring your neck more liberally. You held a hand over your mouth to muffle the gasps and low moans that accompanied each flick and swish of his tongue against your flesh that had been deprived of that kind of warmth and attention for quite some time now– for even when Isaac made love to you, he would intentionally avoid those spots.

Perhaps it was a bit of a drastic countermeasure, but then again, you couldn't remember either when was the last time his bite had not left you mildly anemic the following day. You honestly wouldn't have minded it that much either, but even so, a part of you couldn't help but wish that Isaac could remain himself even after he sinks his fangs into your neck.

For whenever it happens, it's almost always without any warning.

You squeezed your eyes shut as Arthur grazed the tip of his fangs against your ears, and his deep, seductive voice eroded your reservations piece by piece,

"Tell me what you want me to do, my little dove," he gazed deeply into your eyes, and all you had to do was to vocalize what your expression reflected on those sapphire orbs of lust.

"Oh please, Arthur. You know what I want, just this once–"

Then all of a sudden, and very much contrary to what you've been expecting him to do, he let go of you.

"Just this once?" His voice lacked its distinctive teasing tone, but his amused expression betrayed none of what's truly going on in his mind at that time.

The sudden shift in the mood left you feeling rather embarrassed though, so it was only natural that your next words came out a tad bit too defensive,

"Y-yes, you heard that right! Just this o-once, so you can trust that I-I'll never come to you again…"

Arthur's smile turned into a haughty one. "Is that so?"

"Y-Yeah!" 

"Oh, then I'm afraid that just won't do, my little dove," he feigned disappointment as he straightened up the collar of your blouse, before leaning in close, lifting up your chin once more until your lips are just a couple centimeters apart,

"Just once won't do it for me, but you know what? I've got an idea on how to make this work for all three of us," he imparted suggestively whilst his thumb toyed with your lower lip, before finally backing away, returning the personal space that you sadly didn't need that time.

"What do you mean?" You asked as Arthur began to walk away.

"You'll see later… oh and by the way, don't forget to invite your dear Newt to bed tonight."

Despite your confusion, you ended up doing as Arthur had instructed. You had invited Isaac to your room that night, but he's running late for some reason. Before your mind could take advantage of the vacancy to think over Arthur's implications earlier that day though, the door swung open… but instead of Isaac, it was the seducer who had come in.

"A-Arthur! What are you doing here?" You asked in alarm as he casually made his way to your bed.

"Aww, relax! You didn't have to sound like I'm an intruder or what," he reassured you as he surprisingly settled for sitting on the edge of the bed… not that you were secretly a little disappointed, of course.

"But you are an intruder."

"No I'm not."

"Then explain yourself." And explain himself and his devious plans for that night, Arthur did exceptionally well, that you had a river running down your core by the end of it all.

“Oh m-my god, are y-you insane? Do you think that h-he would actually–”

"Oh trust me he would," Arthur confidently declared as he began making his move, crawling up slowly until his form was towering over you, "and I'll make sure that you're gonna savor every moment of it too."

Before you could voice out any more complaints though, the seducer sealed your lips with a brief but passionate kiss, then slowly made his way down to your neck. He deftly swirled his tongue in a circular motion over the tender spots over your flesh, topping it up with a suctioning kiss before shifting to another spot.

"Aaaah~! Morrreee, Arthur, please… I neeed morrreee…"

"More what? You know, I'm afraid you'll have to be specific about your needs…" Arthur teased as he simply allowed his warm breath waft over your jugular, and for all the building up he's done with you ever since that morning, that was the last straw.

Discarding the last shreds of your decency, you implored him, "I want– no, I need you to sink your fangs into me Arthur, please, I just can't take it any– aaaaaahhh~!!!"

He obliged the exact moment the door to your room had opened once more, and the sound of your ecstatic moans as Arthur answered your desperate pleas greeted and filled the ears of a flabbergasted Isaac. 

The bite didn't even last a full minute, but for Isaac, it seemed to last an eternity… but the torrent of jealousy he'd thought would overcome him upon watching such a scene unfold before his eyes never came. Instead, all he could think of was the expression of pure bliss on your face as fangs were embedded deep in your neck… and oh, just when was the last time he'd heard such delightfully lewd moan from you? You would always moan sweetly for him each time he made love to you, but there's something, something undeniably raw and purely erotic about your moans in that fleeting moment. 

And that something shattered some of his own conventions and inhibitions about sex.

Your eyes still clouded over with lust, your wandering gaze locked with Isaac's. Though you weren't sure whether the gasp that came after was from pleasure over the vampire in your arms nursing the puncture wounds in your neck with his skillful tongue, or the mixture of surprise and guilt after inevitably getting caught in the act, what you can be sure of was that the dark look in his eyes wasn't that of jealousy… but something that more or less aligns with what Arthur had predicted while he was divulging his plans to you earlier.

Your body tensed as Isaac silently approached the two of you, but Arthur seemed to share none of your worries as he nonchalantly greeted your lover.

"Just in time, Newt. Like what you see?"

"Sh-shut up!" Isaac's cheeks burned up over Arthur's casual inquiry, but he didn't exactly refute it as he smoothed a thumb over the bite marks on your neck. The other vampire merely shrugged him off and wasted no time as he began to unbutton your blouse, capturing one of your breasts in his mouth. 

And in the same manner that he made no attempts to deny Arthur's accusation, he also made no attempts to keep the other vampire from biting you a second time– if anything, he was way too focused with the lewd expressions you made as you attempted to drown out your moans by sucking on his probing fingers.

"Does i-it really feel that g-good?" Isaac asked, and naturally, your opportunistic seducer deemed that moment to be a perfect time to amp up the pleasure he was giving you, effectively reducing you into a moaning mess as though to prove a point in lieu of a verbal answer.

"Newt, it's unreasonable to ask such questions," Arthur remarked as he made a show of licking his blood-stained lips.

"Unreasonable? I think you're the one who's being unre–"

"It's pointless trying to quantify something as bottomless as pleasure, is what I'm trying to say," Arthur leaned dangerously close to Isaac until he had him backed completely against the headboard, "But then it's just as pointless trying to explain that in words… so what do you say I show you what I mean, Newt?"

Arthur's teasing caused an extremely flustered Isaac to break out into goosebumps, and as though that wasn't enough for him, you finally began paying attention to the painfully hard bulge in his pants. His brain swam in equal parts of anticipation and trepidation as Arthur inched closer and closer while you nimbly freed his erection.

"O-ooh G-Gods…!" He threw his head back in pleasure as you gave the tip of his cock a few little licks, the warmth of your mouth enveloping his length enough to make him forget about the imminent danger closing in on him as his reaction consequently left his own neck vulnerable.  

Moans and curses filled the room as Arthur latched onto Isaac's neck, the latter's expression morphing from utter bewilderment into that of newfound euphoria, a whole new world unraveling before him as the bite of a fellow vampire injected pleasure directly into his veins, while your mouth greedily suctioned the pre-cum that served as proof of just how delightfully overwhelmed he was.

'So this is how it feels to be thoroughly lost in pleasure.'

Arthur withdrew with a satisfied smirk, and looking Isaac directly in the eye, he imparted his lesson,

"And that's how it's done, Newt. You need to think of biting a woman in the same way you would plan about fucking her silly…" Arthur briefly paused to whip out his own neglected erection then positioned it by your entrance, "...If you want the pleasure to last longer, then you need to be able to fuck her over and over again..." he rasped as he buried his length down your dripping core on a leisurely pace, finishing his statement only after all of him was inside you, "...and the only way you can do that is by moderating your pace and self."

True to his words, Arthur started off with an excruciatingly slow pace.

"A-Arthur! Y-You tease…!"

Isaac clearly didn't like the short interval when your mouth left his cock however, and the next thing you knew, he was eagerly thrusting it into your mouth. So whereas Arthur was taking his sweet time unraveling you by your core, Isaac, who'd been built-up ever since he'd stepped into your room, was rather desperate for his release. Hence, despite his intent to follow the advice Arthur had given him just now, the novelty of this whole experience proved to be too much for him. One way or another, he just had to unleash his feral side before he could even hope to put into practice what had just been taught to him.

Craving for a full view of your lecherous expressions and him ramming his cock into your mouth, Isaac yanked your hair back so that your eyes were on him. His eyes were bottomless pools of ferocious lust and smoldering need as he did your mouth in the same manner he would do your pussy whenever he's about to climax, but one of the more notable differences is the feel of his swelling cock. While the sensation was rather subtle when it was within your pussy, the increase in size was more perceptible within your mouth as your lover's thick length began to breach your throat, but if anything, the sight of tears brimming on your eyes as you gagged on his cock only seemed to ignite a more vicious fire in him as his thrusts grew more frantic.

"My, my, would you look at that? I knew Newt had a lot of pent-up desires, but who would've thought he was this intense?" Arthur, whose thrusts were starting to match Isaac's, leaned over to whisper in your ear, "...and if I had to guess, that's one of the things you secretly like the best about him, don't you?"

You were obviously in no position to entertain his questions though, but that didn't keep him from running his dirty mouth in between the little nibbles he made along your back.

"Just look at him, little dove. Do you see any ounce of reservation in him as he indulges in making you choke on his cock? He didn't even had any qualms about sharing you with me now, did he? And unless my eyes are deceiving me… he's actually into this, don't you think?"

No sooner than those words had left Arthur's lips that Isaac came heavily in one last powerful thrust, filling your throat and oral cavity with his thick and creamy release. His eyes gleamed in sheer perverted delight as your abused mouth quivered along with the throbbing of his cock, and oh, how he loved it when the excess cum dripped from your lips as he pulled out his cock.

"Beautiful... you're so beautiful when you make that kind of face…" he exhaled dreamily as he knelt in front of you and smeared your cheeks with the cum on your chin, before lifting and seating you properly on Arthur's meat. Your lover showered your chest with kisses as he kept his hands busy squeezing your ass, while you fervently rode your seducer's cock as you grew increasingly wanton and desperate for your own release. As though he could read your actions, Isaac took that opportunity to tenderly sink his fangs just above your chest, and the pleasure that coupled the unusually gentle bite from your lover brought you closer to your climax.

A broken scream ripped through your still aching throat as you finally orgasmed, and Isaac held your body close to his as it convulsed with raw sexual enrapturement. With your walls closing in on his cock so tightly, it didn't take long before Arthur joined you in your bliss, and soon his balls and the rest of his crotch were glistening with a mixture of your sinful juices.

"How was it?" Arthur asked breathlessly.

"G-good. It's s-so damn good, A-Arthur," You replied in between pants while you soothingly ran your fingers through Isaac's smooth hair, who had just finished having his little fill of you.

Arthur chuckled softly. "Then do you want more?"

"I d-don't know if I– aah! Isaac, what are you– oooohhh~!"

In the blink of an eye, Isaac had flipped you over and buried his still semi-hard cock into your pussy before you could even say anything.

"Please…" Isaac purred sweetly in your ears, voice dripping with need, "I promise I'll be gentle this time, so please… let me devour and fill you up some more…"

"Y-Yes, Isaac. You know I'm all yours…"

Compared to his pace from before, this time Isaac's thrusts were more regular, but he makes a point of pounding in deeply every once in a while, as though the rhythmic slapping of your ass against his lap were music to his ears. Not wanting to miss out on the action, Arthur crawled up to kiss you passionately while his hands roamed all over your body.

"Arthur," Isaac called out as he gave his fellow vampire a light nudge on the shoulder, "Don't kiss her… I want to hear her voice."

"Sure," Your seducer willingly honored your lover's request with a devious grin, before suggesting, "In fact, if hearing her voice is what you fancy… I’d be more than willing to help you out with that.”

"Do as you wish," came Isaac's brief reply before he busied his mouth nuzzling and nibbling on your nape and shoulders.

On the other hand, Arthur immediately followed through with his suggestion, inserting two fingers into your core. He then proceeded to track down the sensitive spots all over your body, grazing his fangs ever so slightly over the places he has marked you.

"Like what you hear, Newt? She's quite the wildcat, isn't she?" Arthur said before taking out his fingers, admiring the several thin lines of your juices connecting them together before offering it to his fellow vampire, "I bet you already know this, but I can tell that she's absolutely scrumptious down there too."

Isaac briefly halted his ministrations on your neck to lick off your juices on Arthur's fingers, and you couldn't help but find that little gesture severely arousing. After his fingers had been thoroughly cleaned, Arthur brought his fingers back into your core, this time with a third finger that went inside. His fingers matched the pace of your lover’s cock, and soon the wet sounds of your juices being thoroughly churned joined the harmony of obscene sounds that filled the room.

"I-I'm gonna c-cum again, o-oooh, I'm gonna– aaaaaahhhhh!" You came instantaneously as Isaac bit into his side of your neck. Arthur withdrew his fingers once more, this time to have his share of your essence from two of his three fingers heavily coated with your release. He consumed it in the most salacious manner possible, and though his mouth may be busy with his crude display, you could've sworn his eyes did all the dirty smiling for him with how lewdly he regarded you with them.

He was about to move on to the last finger when Isaac let go of your neck, and quite reluctantly, Arthur offered it to him once more.

"You're sweeter than usual," Isaac remarked after he finished his second serving of your juice.

"That's because there's two of us, Newt," Arthur said before putting his fingers back inside you, this time pumping it on a faster pace than Isaac's cock and using his thumb to stimulate your clit.

"Is that true?" Isaac asked, but he already knew the answer as your moans grew more shrill with the other vampire's skilled fingers building you up through your third orgasm for that night. Fueled by the sounds you make and the way your warm, beautifully flushed body writhed against his own, Isaac sped up his own thrusts. Over the course of the time it took for both of you to reach your next orgasms, Isaac and Arthur took turns in biting your neck. 

The alternating waves of pleasure it brought you was so much that when you finally came, all the accumulated pleasure that had seeped into your limbs wore you down and robbed you of your strength as you released them all at once. Isaac reached his own climax just a few moments after you did, and it didn't take long before the two of you inevitably collapsed in a pile on top of Arthur, who rolled his exhausted fellow vampire into his side but kept you on top of him.

Setting stray locks of your disheveled hair from your face behind your ears, he looked into your drowsy eyes, and with a victorious smile, he reiterated his words from that morning,

"See? I told you so."

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It Was the Best of Dorms, It Was the Worst of Dorms (IzuOcha Oneshot)

Summary: There was a lot of things Izuku liked about living in the school dorms. Having fun with friends. Getting to experience new things. And most of all, spending more time with Uraraka. But there were some parts of the living situation that came to irritate him. A lack of privacy foremost among them.

Izuku’s life had become a maelstrom of eccentric teenage antics, partying and a variety explosive outbursts. But he wouldn’t have it any other way.

It had certainly taken getting used to living under the same roof as all of his classmates. The situation was foreign to all of them and navigating the various pitfalls of communal living had taken all of his brain power to manage.

There were the basic aspects that came easily enough; splitting up chores, sharing space and cooking for himself (or his classmates on a couple of occasions). It was challenging but he found the mundane task delegation fairly straightforward.

But dealing with all of the clashes of personality was a different matter entirely. He was having to interact with his classmates with even more regularity, each posing their own unique social challenge. It was one thing to be with someone in a classroom all day and then be able to retreat to home. It was another to have no escape from those people, spending every waking moment with them day in, day out.

This naturally led to quite a lot of heat and hijinks throughout the dorms as everyone got adjusted to one another. Kacchan was far more irritable than usual, forced to spend more time surrounded by the many people he despised. Arguments would break out on occasion over chores, space or some stupid comment while Iida desperately flailed trying to reestablish order. Pranks wars were waged, to which he had been the unwitting victim of on more than one occasion. The boys had to stage a life-saving intervention after Mineta struck out on his own in a panty raid after being flatly rejected for a group effort.

But Izuku had grown to appreciate the chaos and the good that came out of it. Despite the many challenges, living alongside his..his friends was surprisingly enjoyable after all the nights of his childhood spent alone in his room. Which he still did a fair amount of, but not as much now that there were the opportunities for nightly movies, games, bake-offs or something insane Mina cooked up.

“Hey, what you get for question twenty-four?” the voice of his best friend, Uraraka, penetrated his thoughts with ease. He snapped to attention at her question.

“Fifteen,” Izuku replied simply as he tried to retain his focus back on his homework. The pair were studying together late in the common room, mercifully quiet at this late hour. Izuku had taken to studying in the wide-open space when most others turned in for the night. Uraraka had ended up joining him regularly as a study-buddy. Another perk of dorm life.

“Thanks,” she replied cheerily, before breaking out into a wide yawn. There was a comfortable silence between them on nights like this, other than exchanges of help on homework. It had also taken getting used to — a part of his brain still short-circuited at the fact that he was studying with a girl. Who was so close. A girl he happened to like. A lot. As a friend, of course.

Living with Uraraka posed its own particularly confusing challenges for the boy. Like the rest of his class, he got to spend a lot more time with her, which was great. She was his best friend and every minute with her was absolutely precious.

But she confounded him like none of the others. Seeing her around the dorms had sent his heart springing into backflips on more than one occasion. When he first saw her in pink pyjamas he thought he was going to melt into a puddle on the floor from how adorable she looked. Those feelings were tricky to handle with all of the other things he was struggling to balance.

However, despite how everything around him was pandemonium, he could always lean on the quiet moments with his best friend. They had become good study buddies and the added presence on his homework nights had brought him a surprising amount of peace.

Izuku yawned, stretching out on the common room couch and digging into it the cushions in pursuit of more comfort. He stuck his nose in his book and tried to focus on the questions again. But his thoughts kept wandering. It was all so exhausting...

“Am I losing you, Deku?”

“..Wha?” Izuku lifted his out of his nose out of his book so have his vision filled with Uraraka’s adorable visage. She was...close. Too close.

“You getting sleepy?”

“No...no!” Izuku stammered before retreating his head further into the cushions. His face felt too warm. “Just...just taking a break is all.”

“Well, heroics was pretty tough today,” Uraraka noted, cheeks looking just a little redder around the edges. She returned back to her books spreads out across the table. “Want to turn it in early?”

“Maybe, but let me just get through these last few questions,” Izuku said determinedly, summoning forth a little more energy. He had a schedule to keep; he didn’t want to have to go to bed before finishing.

“That’s just like you Deku,” Uraraka spoke with fondness. “Alright, we’ll get through this!” she pumped a fist in the air with the fiery enthusiasm that Izuku adored. But her posture fell as she looked back down at her homework. “Somehow….”

Izuku chuckled at her oscillating emotion. “Definitely. Let me know if you need any more help.”

“Will do,” she replied, silence wrapping around them once more.

After a few minutes, he noticed Ochako started to fidget a lot, a look of discomfort and….nervousness?...stretching across her face. Not a look he liked.

“You okay there?” he asked, causing Ochako to pause for a moment.

“Oh, I’m…” she interrupted herself with a wide yawn, followed by rumbling groan. “It’s a little uncomfortable down here at this point and number 29 is really annoying.”

“Well, why don’t you come sit up here then?” Izuku immediately shuffled his legs and got into a sitting position, moving his notes to make more room on the couch.

“It’s….” Ochako sounded unsure, but as she looked up at him she interrupted herself. He wasn’t sure why but he noticed a strange sparkle in her eyes. And her cheeks looked...really rosy. “...Alright, sure.”

She moved up tepidly, bringing her notebook with her to show the question and scratch her head.

“Oh yeah, that one is a little tricky, but if you just…” Izuku began before gently guiding her to the answer.

For Izuku, studying alongside her had become one of the best parts of dorm life. Not even a year ago, he could hardly imagine having a friend he could be so comfortable with.

The quiet air of the room filled his ears once more. Nought but the creak of the couch and the scurrying sound of pencils on papers disturbed him. These were the nights of his new life that he treasured. Peace, solace and friendship.

He felt his breathing start to slow and the world started to blur. All was well. Life was good. He should get some rest. Work could wait...for a few minutes….

There was a gentle, cosy feeling wrapped tightly around Izuku. It was bizarre and alien, but it felt so good he hardly cared. Unperturbed, he wrapped an arm around whatever was in front of him and pulled it closer. Distantly, he could hear a few titters out beyond the darkness. They were starting to get annoying but he tried his best to ignore them. He didn’t want to leave this feeling to investigate. This was nice. He wanted to sleep a little bit longer. There was the familiar sound of electric whirring and the snap of a cell phone camera. The sounds mixed with the giggles, gathering into a cacophony of irritating music. Fed up with the noise, Izuku finally opened his eyes, prepared to tell his roommates to quiet down. His initial thought when he regained his vision — and saw almost half the class huddled together in front of him with cellphones out — was that he was in some kind of crazy dream. Or perhaps, more aptly, a nightmare. But as his mind started to reboot, Izuku started to notice all the little tells that this was reality. His homework, strewn on the floor. The familiar, soft couch cushions beneath his back. Uraraka, dozing peacefully on top of him. Her body was warm and he instinctively squeezed an arm around her to bring her closer. His brain took another moment to process the information. As soon as it did, most of the blood in his body surged upward into his head “WHA-?! You! This isn’t what it looked like! I don’t...Uraraka, wake up!” Unfortunately, his words could not keep up with his mind as he tried to explain his way out of the situation. His face felt like it was burning and he was sure it must have looked like a volcano. His classmates just stood and laughed at his misfortune. “Wow Midoriya, I didn’t think you had it in you,” Kaminari commented snidely. “You two sure are moving fast,” Tsuyu said. “Aaaah my OTP is coming to fruition right before my eyes!” squealed the disembodied voice of Tooru. “I am so putting this up on Facebook,” Mina cackled with delight as she snapped photos continually with her phone. “No wait, please don’t!” Izuku protested desperately, head still spinning from the boiling water he found himself in. “Mmm...morning Deku…” Uraraka finally stirred from beside Izuku. Her ability to sleep that heavy was astonishing to him.  “What do you want to do…” Uraraka peeked over Izuku to see the laughing faces of all of her classmates. She soon found herself reacting much the same way Izuku had — although slightly more vocal. “NOOOOOOOOO!” Uraraka shouted before bringing her hands to cover her face and floating off of Izuku. The class laughed at the comedic sight while Izuku was left floundering to try and gather his belongings. In that moment, he wondered if there was anything worse in the world than dorm life. 

AN: Written for IzuOcha Week Day 4: Dorm Life. I hope you all enjoyed it. =) A little simpler than my other pieces this week perhaps. But I have big plans for the back half which are all twice to three times as long as what I’ve published for IzuOcha week so far. I may have to delay a couple though...we’ll see.

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And It Echoes

Rating: Mature

Warnings: medical horror, torture, violence, blood, mutilation (tagging it like this to be safe - it is a darker fic)

Characters: ARC-0408 | Echo, CT-7567 | Rex,  ARC-5555 | Fives (mentioned)

Additional Tags: Echo didn’t die did he? :)) of course not :))) and why again this isn’t exactly good? :)))))

He needed to secure the shuttle for them. For once, Fives was the one to scream for him not to go. For once, Fives obeyed protocol. But Echo needed to secure that shuttle. It was their only way out, and those clankers would explode it if he didn’t do something.

The gunfire was deafening. Echo keept shooting at any clanker on sight. He aimed at that metallic little bastard at the cannon. If he got that shot right, everything would be fine. He  fired several times against the droid, but the thick plating of the tank held any damage he’d try to inflict. The canon turned it’s aim towards the shuttle, towards Echo. He drew in a deep breath.

Fives… Brother…

The impact of the blast knocked Echo back into the shuttle with such violence his helmet slipped out of his head; his body hit the back wall hard, so hard all the air left his lungs as the explosion rang in his ears loud enough for him to believe he’d never hear anything again. There was pain, and then, suddenly there was darkness.

Echo woke up in so much pain he thought he was dead. Even if he wasn’t, he was sure he was dying. He heard the faint voice of a droid. Everything sounded distant, as if he were underwater. The blast must’ve really damaged his hearing.

“…won’t survive, boss.”

Then he heard an equally metallic-sounding voice but deeper; a voice that carried a certain darkness within itself. He’d heard that voice in person only once, in a mission with general Skywalker, but he’d heard it many times in transmissions and datapads. That was General Grievous:

“I survived with less. He will make it. Prep him for surgery and get rid of these meat stumps before they get infected. We need this clone alive.”

“Roger roger.”

Echo tried to talk, but it was like his tongue was made of lead. Everything hurt so much. He opened his eyes, flinching at the bright white light coming from the ceiling and he blinked a few times to adjust his sight. Clankers all around him, plus two… No, three medical droids. What was going on? Had he been captured? But why would the enemy be concerned about a clone’s health? Why was he still alive?

He tried to piece everything together in his head. There had been the ambush, and the shuttle, and then an explosion, bright like a sun and almost as hot. There had been the taste of blood in his mouth, and the flames all around him…

Echo tried to move his arm, but agony ran all over his body and he gasped at the pain. He could feel straps restraining him to the table, over his chest and torso. In an effort that had almost made him faint again at the pain, he lifted his head up to see the extent of the damage he’d sustained at the blast. Breathing was very painful, and he believed at least two of his ribs to be broken.

When his gaze fell on the bloody, mutilated stump of his right arm, he gasped and his eyes went wide. His breathing grew ragged, and he coughed on his own spit. He looked further, at his kicking legs—No. There were… There were no legs. He could feel himself kicking but… His right leg had been crushed into a nauseating sight of exposed bones, scorched flesh and blood, while his left one… there was nothing below the knee.

Echo’s head fell back violently against the table, a ragged scream ripping through his throat into a long, horrifying sound. He trashed and screamed, no matter how much it would hurt him even further. That was a nightmare, had to be… He should be back at the GAR with Fives, should be safe, not with these goddamn clankers, mutilated and almost dead. It couldn’t be real. No.

Four large metallic fingers held his head down in place, and the upside-down vision of Grievous’ yellow eyes came into sight, adding to the nightmarish atmosphere.

“No anesthesia.” the General said “I handled it just fine back in my time. I’m sure you clones are tough enough to handle a little cutting and burning, aren’t you?”

Echo didn’t answer. He couldn’t. Not as he heard the electrical saw powering up and filling the room with a sound similar to a drill’s. He was breathing so fast his vision was getting cloudy.

“What are you gonna do to me?” he gasped

Grievous’ eyes lit up with excitement.

“Oh, clone trooper. We are going to turn you into a fine machine of our own.”

Echo wanted to spit at Grievous’ face, to throw every single curse he knew in Mando’ and Basic (and a few others he knew in Huttan and Twi’lek, because he was Echo from the 501st, he knew a little bit of everything he’d ever came across), but when the saw touched the skin of his right thigh, all he could do was scream between his clenched teeth.

He held Grievous’ gaze. He wouldn’t go down whining and crying, he was a ARC trooper, a 501st, he was a decorated soldier of the Republic. He was Echo of Kamino, he was the Rishi Moon survivor, he was Fives’ brother, he was…

“Aaaah” he coughed, gasping between his screams “AaaaAAAAAH!”

Griveous was laughing. Laughing in delighted amusement, his hand holding Echo’s head down in place and almost breaking the skin of his forehead with its sharp metallic digits. By the time they had seared a prosthetic leg in place, Echo wasn’t feeling much coherent anymore. He wanted – needed – to rest. That was when Grievous said:

“The left one now. Hurry up. He’s bleeding out, and this clone is worth fifty of you. Move on.”

“No…” Echo huffed out, and he hated the begging in his own voice “No… No, please…!”

The electric saw was powered on again, and he swallowed hard, tears welling up in his eyes to then run down the sides of his face, into his still-ringing ears. He had believed he was numb to the pain after the first procedure. He had believed his senses would be unable to process any new discomfort. Kix had told him something like that before, that the human brain could only process so much pain.

Echo had always hated being wrong, but he’d never hated it so much as he did now. He stopped putting up a brave face. He sobbed and cried and begged for them to stop. He felt faint and weak and wished he’d bleed out enough to faint or die – neither happened. When the smell of burning flesh subsided after the connections to another prosthetic leg were made, Grievous ordered absently:

“The arm now.”

Droll was oozing free out of Echo’s half-open mouth, as were the fluids out of his nose and the urine wetting his blacks. He raised his brown eyes to Grievous’ cold, yellow irises and he whispered weakly:

“You have… no use for me… I won’t say a word… so you might as well just kill me… kill me now… kill me…”

Grievous blinked lazily to then pet Echo’s head almost kindly.

“Oh, but you will say it. You will tell us everything. I wouldn’t discard an ARC trooper, not with all the strategies and schematics this little head of yours must hold.”

The electric saw started to buzz again, and Echo turned his head away not to face whatever they would do to his right arm. The tears out of his wide-open eyes were now running over the bridge of his nose and he held back a sob.

“Kill me. I’m begging you, kill me. Strike a victory to the Separatists, kill me now.”

Grievous was still petting Echo’s head.

“It hurts, doesn’t it?” he purred “Becoming one with a machine?”

He grabbed hold of Echo’s head in a vicious grip, forcing him to look at the saw diving into the flesh of his mutilated, bleeding arm. And as Echo screamed in agony, Grievous’ continued:

“I will enjoy witnessing a prized clone of the republic becoming no more than a machine, with his mind wide open for me to explore, to ravish. And when all your friends are dead, I will wake your mind from its slumber just to show you what’s left of their corpses. Ah, yes, do imagine… Kenobi and Skywalker’s  lightsabers as part of my collection, and all thanks to you.”

By the time the medical droid cut off the broken, charred stump of flesh out of him, Echo felt suddenly very distant of himself, as if he were out of his body and yet tethered to it. The pain subsided and his eyes rolled to the back of his head. He gasped one last time as unconsciousness wrapped its hands on him and he begged, as his mind shut down, for this to be the end of him.

-

It wasn’t. he couldn’t understand exactly how, but he could feel them. Probing and digging through his mind, through his knowledge. There was nothing he could to. The pain and fear of the many previous surgeries had nothing similar to the disgusting sense of violation as they scavenged through the data in his head. He hated himself. Hated himself for being such an obsessed idiot – he knew more than the average clone, and for that, he could provide the separatists with so much more than any other would; schematics, strategies, codes, all out in the open for them to use, and there was nothing Echo could do as they invaded his mind over and over, much like Grievous himself had said, ravishing him. He wanted to die, all he wanted was to die and not even that they would give him. Instead, he’d float in that forgotten tank, losing sense of time and digging deeper into insanity. And then it came to him - a plan. A way out.

But they wouldn’t come for him. Nobody would, except… Fives. Fives would come back to him.

And he did, Echo thought as he woke up on the arms of a brother, a clone trooper. He blinked several times until Rex’s face came into focus and for the first time in… he didn’t actually have a clue of how long, but he smiled, and it felt like his face hadn’t done this in forever.

“You came for me, Rex…”

“Of course I did.” Rex’s eyes ran over his broken body, a reflection of his mind too “We’ll take you home, Echo. You’ll be fine.”

Relief washed over Echo and he curled up closer to the captain despite the pain in his body, unused to moving around out of the tank. He had missed seeing a brother’s face. He had missed the white armor. He had missed it all so much. And he missed…

“Fives.” he mumbled as tranquility lured him into sleep faster than any drug could “I can’t wait to see… Fives…”

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I’m A Spider, So What? – 118

What It Means To Slay A Dragon

Alright, alright, skill time! Paying close attention to how all these new skills work is essential. Extremely essential. Why? Because until recently I had no freaking clue that All-Purpose Silk could have resistances added to it!!

Yeah, seriously. I'm an idiot. How the heck did I miss something so crucial?

One aspect of All-Purpose Silk, granting resistances, does exactly what its name implies: I can grant the effects of any of my resistance-type skills to my silk. Or, more precisely, I can add Fire Resistance to my silk. Granting it Poison Resistance or any of the various status-effect resistances is pretty useless, but if I gave it something like, say, Acid Resistance, then it would be massively effective against one of those frogs.

I found out about resistance-granting completely by accident, when I was going over some of my skills again a little while ago. Man, I was shocked. Shocked by the fact that it had such an effect, and even more shocked by the fact that I was unobservant enough that this completely managed to slip by me!

Aaaah, if only I'd seen it a little bit earlier, I might have had more opportunities to use my silk. Well, I say that, but even if I add a bunch of Fire Resistance, it doesn't change the fact that it's still rather easy to burn, so I proooobably wouldn't have had dramatically more opportunities to show it off. I guess I could call it helpful.

So, time to check on all of my new titles and skills.

That's a Dragon for you. I neeeever would have thought I'd get a title just for beating a single one. So, what does it do?

Dragon Slayer: Granted skills – [Heavenly Vitality (LV 1)] and [Dragon's Might (LV 1)]. Acquisition criteria – Destroy dragons. Effect – Increases damage dealt against drakes and dragons. Description – A title bestowed to those who defeat dragons."

Feels like the upgraded form of Drake Slayer, huuuuh... Skills look like that, too.

Heavenly Vitality: Increases health based on one hundred times the skill level. In addition, when leveling up, provides an additional increase to health based on ten times the skill level. Dragon's Might: Temporarily gain the power of a Dragon.

I did it! I got a skill that will compensate for my terrible health pool! I mean, thanks to Patience, I wasn't quite as frail as that, but in the end, HP is HP, you know. I might run into another situation like this where I have to use a lot of mana, too. Aaaargh, but, what a waste, my level-ups came too early! If they'd been processed after my titles were awarded, I'd be waaaay more excited about four levels' worth of bonus health... Mmmm, well, can't be helped.

Dragon's Might is the upgraded form of Drake's Might, huh? That means it's just a straight-up temporary stat-boosting skill. I need to figure out at some point what the actual power difference is between the two skills. This is important. This is extremely important. I didn't have the time to test Abyssal Magic before I used it so I just kind of did it on-the-fly, but it really is important to actually understand what a skill does.

Yeaaaah. Abyssal Magic, huuuuh... I really want to test-fire all the level two and higher spells, but maaaan, its power is no joke. I mean, the level one spell was strong enough to reshape the earth, right? What's going to happen at higher levels? The mana expenditure was insane as well, so these aren't the kind of spells I can just fire off whenever the heck I want. I also have no idea how big these might wind up being, so, since this is in fact an underground labyrinth, if I'm careless about blasting these spells everywhere, then I know there's a good chance I'll just collapse this place down around me.

Right now, knowing how ludicrously powerful even just the level one spell is, I'm a little bit scared to test out the others. Unless I encounter a powerful enemy that's somehow able to withstand Gates of Hell, I'm going to lock away the level two and higher spells until I get out of the Great Elro Labyrinth.

Now then, next is the new skills that evolved out of or got derived from the skills I got when leveling up. Probability Compensation got derived from Evasion and Aiming. 3-D Maneuvering evolved into Spatial Maneuvering.

Probability Compensation is what those eels (and their higher-ranked friends) had. Well, based on how their skills were organized, this isn't really unexpected. Since both Evasion and Aiming are capped out, it looks like now I just need to start raising Probability Compensation. If I do that, then my evasiveness and accuracy will rise as well.

You knoooow, this skill looks like it might even increase my luck! Let me pray real quick. Dear God, please let me live just a slightly more peaceful life.

Right! So what I'm really interested in is the skill that 3-D Maneuvering turned into: Spatial Maneuvering. Show me, show me!

Spatial Maneuvering: Allows the user to move freely in any kind of empty space.

Huh? That description sounds pretty amazing, but I don't actually get it. "Any kind of empty space"? You mean, like, the sky? Does this mean I can, like, double jump? I need to make sure I test this out later, too.

Lots of skills so far have gotten way easier to use when they evolved. Even some really disappointing skills have suddenly mutated before, so it's possible that Spatial Maneuvering might wind up being a pretty good skill. If I can do a double-jump, the scope of my tactical possibilities gets blown wide open.

I think that's about it, right? Yeah. My skills have powered up a ton. If I'd only gotten just one more level, thoooough... I could have gotten an even bigger power boost! Ugh, so frustrating.

"A dragon died? In the Great Elro Labyrinth, huh. Was it... no, can't be, they've agreed to stay out of fighting. They wouldn't move on their own, I don't think. So what did kill it, then? Invoke administrator access. ...What? A Lord? A Lord of three things? What the hell? And what's this "Wisdom" skill I don't know anything about? Who could have done this... was this D's work? But why? What is this skill? ...I think I need to investigate."

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