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twistedtavern · 2 years

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So for your swap au how do you think do they react to their canon selfs

Ooooo now THIS is a good question. I don't have all the really precise details down, but here's the list

Riddle: Probably finds Swap!Riddle uncanny, but eventually they'd come to an understanding. He just deals with Swap!Riddle the same way he deals with Cater.

Cater: These two would end up on lawn chairs wearing shades and sipping some trendy drink together by the end of the day, trust. They're both just realizing how happy they both are to be away from their sisters. I just want them to be friends ok

Trey: A bit confused, because Swap!Trey is probably directly behind him with a pencil and notepad 24/7. But, when he asks why he finds the reason kind of endearing. If the other him wants to be a good brother so badly, he wouldn't stop him. Most likely ends up showing him the ropes in making small treats his siblings or underclassmen enjoy.

Deuce: Oh they'd fight. Lawful Good himbo vs Chaotic Good himbo. No notes

Ace: Typical highschool boy asshole vs uptight preppy asshole, no notes.

Leona: Swap!Leona would ong be disappointed by his canon self, but ends up leaving him with some ideas on how to build his support and reputation at home. Overall, they'd be decent with each other after a while.

Ruggie: Oh they're SCHEMIN. Friends, but only because they're both about to commit some crimes together. Not a single madol in NRC is safe.

Jack: At first thinks his swap self is cool, but ends up disappointed. He's not a "lone wolf" as much as he is just crabby, apathetic, and friendless. Probably tries helping him out, and it depends on whether or not his efforts are successful that he deems his other self a lost cause or not.

Azul: This boy is FLABBERGHASTED by his swap self's business practices. How the FUCK, over the span of a WEEKEND, did he change industries? One minute, Swap!Azul is running a miniature factory, the next minute a god damn BANK, all in the same area?!? Somebody's gotta pick his jaw up from the floor. FURIOUSLY taking notes on this man's work ethic. Everyone in the dorm has resumes half a mile long, and Azul honestly applauds him. Although on a personal level, he dislikes Swap!Azul's Floyd-like tendencies, but tolerates him.

Jade: There is not a force in Wonderland that can shut these two up once they encounter each other. All anyone is gonna be hearing until whatever interdimensional rift that brought him here closes is mushrooms, mushrooms, MUSHROOMS. Good GOD the MUSHROOMS. They're like the painting of the two scholar dudes talking to each other. Instant bond.

Floyd: For a twin, he sure does hate when someone else looks like Jade. He tries to get him to be fun, but Swap!Floyd is too much a mix of himself and Jade to be palatable to him. Not friends.

Kalim: Tried walking up to Swap!Kalim, but he assumed he was an assassin taking his shape to kill him and take his place without suspicion. So basically, BONK. Not even a chance to explain, just BONK. On sight, no questions asked. Next thing you know, Kalim's being chased down every hallway in Scarabia by a maniac trying to beat him over the head with anything in range. It would take Jamil intervention to get Swap!Kalim to save canon Kalim from getting choked out Bart Simpson style. After everything is cleared up, Swap!Kalim just ends up feeling annoyed by canon Kalim. Probably chews him out about his carelessness being the reason why he can't defend himself and tries taking canon Jamil to 'protect' him.

Jamil: I think they'd have somewhat of a mutual understanding and just vent to each other. I think they'd initially be like "man I would honestly prefer your Kalim over mine" but eventually they'd reach a part that's a deal breaker and agree to stick with their actual Kalims. They'd cook and gossip together ^w^

Vil: Oh. Oh no. Vil has never seen the purpose of carrying crosses and other such 'protection from evil' trinkets, but now he DOES. Swap!Vil makes canon Vil want to become a nun at Noble Bell, the vibes are THAT bad. However, he cannot seek his newfound passion for divine protection because he's trying to prevent his Rook from being tied up and dragged into a dark hallway every 5 seconds. Despite canon Vil's ADAMANT desire to be as far away from Swap!Vil as physically possible, Swap!Vil is actually very interested in canon Vil, MUCH to his dismay. Somebody save him please

Rook: Two jungle boys, chilling in a hot tuuuub, five feet apart so they don't fight. Tbh they'd get on each other's nerves after a while if things don't go right, but otherwise I think they'd be somewhat okay. They have so many contrasting opinions that canon Rook would find interesting, but Swap!Rook just thinks he's weird. All in all could go both ways

Epel: Oh they hate each other's GUTS. Nary a note in sight, there is nothing that will change that INSTANT hate.

Idia: He is nerding OUT over Swap!Idia's tech, but the sort of okayness between the two of them is INSTANTLY soured when he gets near Swap!Ortho and immediately gets a murder lazer pointed square at his head. Maybe they'll patch up, but I severely doubt it now that I think about it. There is definitely potential for a dynamic between canon Shroudbros and swap Shroudbros though

Ortho: Would probably be friends with Swap!Ortho because they'd hit it off pretty quick. Ortho is naturally friendly and Swap!Ortho just instantly trusts robots. It's cute, really. Until Swap!Ortho meets canon Idia and they both just cling to each other and leave canon Ortho feeling like he was abandoned. Very much like that one song in Corpse Bride where Emily is sad because Victor only loves Victoria for the fact that she's alive. They might have a chance to patch up, but only if the right things happen.

Malleus: Goodness, Swap!Malleus is LOUD. But, when it comes to their dorm members, they both can agree that they’re the best ever ^w^!! Fast friends, these two. Despite their differences, they both talk about gargoyles together and enjoy having the company of someone new. They compare and contrast their lives and families, and find that really, they’re not so different after all. I’m sure there is absolutely nothing that can break this friendshi- Wait a minute- NO THAT'S MY CHILD OF MAN! PUT THEM DOWN YOU BASTARD

Lilia: Ah, yes. Two old men just chilling together, sharing war stories and being proud of their babies. Wholesomeness incarnate, no notes.

Silver: Would probably get dragged into one of Swap!Silver's pranks, either as an accomplice or a target. Other than that, I think he'd admire how his other self had learned how to master many fae abilities, and try to learn from him. They are friends, very nice.

Sebek: Oh Sebek is SO jealous of Swap!Sebek, it's unreal. He wants to feel the young lord's protection as well!! I think he'd be jealous on more than one front, because his swap self has a much calmer and more approachable disposition and appears more disciplined and mature. Meanwhile all of this goes completely over Swap!Sebek's head. They're kind of hilarious

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artzychic27 · 1 year

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Since you did Tales of Terror, here’s a request.

Bart Simpson’s Dracula, or in this case Alix Kubdel’s Marcula.

“We come to the most terrifying painting in the Louvre,” Alix narrates. “To even gaze upon it is to go mad!” She points to a picture of the Mona Lisa. Adrien shrieks when he sees it.

“It’s horrible! What’s she smiling at?!”

Alix rolls her eyes as he runs away screaming. “We had a story to go with this painting, but it was far too intense. So we just threw something together with vampires. Enjoy!”

Lightning crashes as the title of the episode appears on the screen written in blood, Marcula.

While the rain pours down from the cloud-filled sky, the students of Mme. Bustier’s class are all gathered in their classroom looking down at their phones. Their brows furrowed with worry as they watch Nadja Chamack delivering some news.

“Another Parisian has been found dead,” she reports. Her skin is noticeably pale, but despite that, she keeps a calm disposition. “Drained of his blood with two teeth marks on his throat. The only thing found at the scene was a silver studded belt chain.” An image of said chain appears on their screens. “The police are baffled, and hope their investigation can come to and end soon. For more news, I’m Nadja Chamack, thank you for watching, and stay safe.”

With that, the live feed ends, but the students are still clearly on edge.

“Who would be sadistic enough to suck out someone’s blood?” Nino can’t help but ask.

“Oh, you won’t believe the American serial killers Zoé’s told me about,” Chloé shudders. “There’s plenty of freaks out there.”

“Yeah, like vampires,” Kim remarks, getting some skeptical looks. “Come on! Two teeth marks in the guy’s neck, his blood is gone, it was a vampire!” Marinette only pats him on the shoulder and says, “Sure.”

Ignoring that, Ivan turns to the resident genius. “Max, what do you think?”

“Well, I’d have to go with Chloé’s theory,” he answers, and the blonde preens a bit while Kim’s feigns a look of betrayal. “There are some messed up people in this world. Why, as of this moment, one of them could be right in this very school-”

“Hey, guys!”

The students all jump out of their seats by the sudden voice, only to calm down when they just find Nathaniel at the door. He awkwardly smiles as he wasn’t expecting that sort of reaction. “Sorry, didn’t mean to-“

“Ah, it’s fine,” Alix assures. “So, what’s up?” The redhead looks like he can barely contain himself.

“So, remember my long distance boyfriend from Transylvania?” Right on cue with his word, thunder and lightning crash outside.

“Wicked,” Juleka whispers.

“Oh, he’s real?” Chloé smirks. “I thought that was just a ploy to make you seem less pathetic.” Interrupting her taunting laughter is Marinette throwing a crumpled piece of paper at her. “Hey!”

“Proceed,” Marinette tells him.

“Well, Marc is real, Chloé, and he’s here permanently because his mom got a job at the blood bank that recently opened, so I want you all to meet him!” Rose can help but gush at how excited he looks. Alix gets up from her seat to sling an arm around him.

“Well, as long he’s treating you right, then I’m gonna like him. So, when does he get here?”

A voice cuts through the room, “Right about now.” This startled his classmates, but Nathaniel beams and immediately goes to hug the noirette standing at the doorway. “Hi, Nath,” he greets in a distinct Transylvanian accent.

“Hi, Rainbow.” Wasting no time, he seizes the taller boy by the front of the shirt and pulls him in for a kiss. “God, I’ve been waiting to do that.” The two are so wrapped up in each other that they almost forget about Nathaniel’s classmates until Adrien clears his throat, making the two look awkward as their faces heat up. “Everyone, this is my boyfriend, Marcula Anciel.”

Kim nearly chokes. “M-Marcula?”

“It’s a family name,” the green-eyed boy explained with a kind smile. “I go by Marc for short.”

Alix steps up to him. “Well, Marc, it’s nice to finally meet you; I’m Alix, Nath’s long time best friend.”

“Yes, he’s told me so much about you,” he beams. “Oh, real quick. Would someone mind inviting me in? My family’s quite big on manners, and I-”

“Say no more; come right in.” Accepting Marinette’s offer, Marc steps into the classroom, unaware of Kim’s skeptical look. “We’ve got about ten minutes before classes start. I’d say that gives us enough time to learn a bit about each other! First, I need to hear how you two met.” Before Marc could answer, she says, “Oh, you’ve got something on the corner of your mouth.” She points to a red stain on Marc’s face so he can wipe it off with his finger.

Nathaniel takes his hand with a worried expression. “You didn’t get hurt, did you?”

“Don’t worry, love, it’s just ink from my pen.”

“Marc’s a writer,” Nathaniel says in a lovesick tone and giggles, staring at Marc as if he were some sort of deity. This startles a few as they’ve never seen the redhead look so happy… Or giggle. Though, it was nice seeing him look so happy.

Marc kisses his hand, and this action has quite a few of the girls smiling. “I’ve written my sweet nightshade several poems going nonstop about his beauty, compassion, his talents in the visual arts, so so many more qualities, it would take the whole day to name them all.”

No one heard what Nathaniel had to say, as his words were muffled when he hid his face in the fabric of Marc’s hoodie.

“Aaaw,” Rose, Sabrina, and Mylène coo.

He points to Marinette. “And to answer your question, Nathaniel and I met a year ago while my family and I were visiting the city. He looked so breathtaking under the moonlight.” By now, Kim was looking around to see if anyone, anyone was hearing what he was… Or seeing, because Marc’s fingers is just all over Nathaniel’s neck right now! “We’ve kept in touch ever since, and soon began dating.”

“And I have loved every second of it.” Nathaniel captures Marc’s lips for a kiss once again, only this one doesn’t last as long when the bell rings. “Damn,” he curses. “You just got here.”

“I know, but I need to leave.” The second he kisses Nathaniel’s cheek, a peal of thunder is heard followed by the lights in the room going out. When they come back on, Marc is nowhere to be found.

This scares his classmates a bit, but Nathaniel thinks nothing of it. “Isn’t he great?” The way he heads to his desk looks as if he’s walking on air.

“A little weird,” Alya whispers. “But Nath seems happy with this guy.”

Kim nods. “Yeah, they’d be a match made in heaven, if Arc weren’t a blood sucking creature of the night.” He hisses out a curse word when Alix reaches up to slap the back of his head. “What was that for?”

“I should be asking you that.”

“Marc is clearly a vampire,” he says as if it were so obvious. “The neck touching, blood banks, needing to be invited in, and dare I point out? He had a belt chain that is an exact match for the one found at the crime scene!” Alix shushes him.

“Do you want Nath to hear you?” The students all turn to see Nathaniel smiling at something on his phone, no doubt a text from Marc. “Marc’s a nice guy, and he makes Nath happy,” Alix continues. “Hell, if he were a vampire, I’d still approve as long as Nath’s smiling.”

“But vampires don’t exist,” Adrien reminds her.

She waves him off. “Yes, Adrien, vampires don’t exist. We know.”

“If he is, I wouldn’t mind being his undead servant,” Juleka murmurs.

Later at lunch hour, Kim is still staring at the new student suspiciously. Already, he’s become well acquainted with his new classmates. They’re hanging off his every word and Nathaniel is sitting with them, clinging to Marc’s arm… Well, if that doesn’t say ‘vampire mind tricks,’ he doesn’t know what does.

“Kim, I know what you’re thinking, and cut it out,” Max drones. “What would a vampire even come to France for?”

“Fresh blood because he sucked Transylvania dry?”

Not having an argument for that, Max pulls his friend to his usual table. “I’ll admit, Marc has his quirks, but so does everyone else.”

“He is literally drinking blood out of a bag.” He gestures toward Marc, who is doing just that.

“… He probably just recycles.”

“Oh my God.” Once they’re at the class’ table, Kim slams his head down and groans. “When he sucks you all dry, don’t come crying to me.”

Ivan rolls his eyes. “Again with that? Kim, there is no such thing as vampires.”

“Hey, guys.” The students all scream in fright when Marc and Nathaniel suddenly appear by their table. “Marc and I were talking, and since you didn’t really get to know him, he’d like to invite you over to his house tonight. His classmates are coming, too.”

“Well, I don’t know-“ Kim wheezes when Alix elbows him in the gut.

“We’d love too!”

“Count me in, dude.”

“I’ll be there!”

“Same!”

“Great, it’s decided,” Marc beams. “Oh, and be sure to wash your necks.”

Nino quirks an eyebrow. “Why?”

“… Transylvanian custom.”

“… Well, who are we to disregard your customs?” Kim sputters. “My neck’s gonna be so clean, you can eat off of it!”

‘Well, don’t tempt him!’

~Later that evening~

“… When Nath said ‘house,’ I wasn’t expecting… This.” Marinette gestures to the four story manor before her and her classmates. It rivaled even the Agreste’s mansion.The only thing that stood between them were the iron gates with a golden cursive A welded in the middle. “God, he’s modest.”

Alya smirks. “And Nath’s gonna be marrying money. Up top!” She and Marinette high five before she rings the doorbell. A low voice is heard on the speaker.

“Youuuu… Raaaang?”

“Yes, we’re here to see Marc… Hello?” Before Alya could ring the doorbell again, the gates open with a loud screech that seemed to wake up a few bats and ravens nestled in the trees so they’d fly off into the night. The students all make their way toward the manor. “Shit, Chloé’s gonna regret missing out on this.”

“Aaw, there’s a little bunny in that bush.” Rose points to the backside of the animal poking out of some shrubbery. Little did she know, the front end was caught in a bear trap.

They make it to the beautifully carved double doors, but before one of them could knock, a door slightly opens and out steps a young boy with silver eyes. In his hands, he holds a doll with a missing head.

Adrien blinks, confused, but then kneels down to his level. “Hey, little guy. Are you Marc’s brother?” Rather than answering out loud, be whispers something to the blonde before going back inside, leaving Adrien pale.

“What did he say?” Ivan asks.

“… I think he just predicted my death.” Before anyone could question that, the door opened the rest of the way, and the students were all immediately drawn to the rest of the manor. The exterior was nice, but the interior was absolutely stunning. It had a bit of a vintage gothic charm to it with black picture frames, two statues on either side of the staircase, a gorgeous chandelier, and more.

Nino lets out a low whistle. “Damn, I had no idea Marc lived in the lap of luxury.”

“It’s not much.”

Once again, they all scream when Marc (And Nathaniel) seem to appear out of thin air.

“Jesus Christ, man!” Nino yells while checking to make sure his heart is still beating. “We gotta put a bell on you!”

Laughing fondly, Marc replies, “Oh, but where’s the fun in that? Let me show you to the dining room. My classmates are already waiting.” He walks off with Nathaniel on his arm, but his shadow seems to linger, making rude gestures at the guests before following Marc and Nathaniel. Kim gulps.

“Guys, do you notice anything strange?

“Yeah, his hairdo looks like a bird’s nest,” Nino whispers.

Marc hollers back, “I heard that!”

“It was Kim!”

They all arrive at the dining room, and once everyone is seated, a tall man with sort of this thousand yard stare makes his way into the room with a cart of drinks colored a bright red. Kim, thinking it’s only punch is about to take a sip…

Ismael takes a swig of his drink. “Kinda coppery.”

… Only to have second thoughts and “accidentally” spill what he knows believes to be blood. And it seems Alix had the same idea. She shoots him a look that’s says, ‘Don’t you dare,’ but Kim is most definitely going to rub it in her face later that he was right. “Whoops! Alix and I have to go wash up.”

They both leave without another word and walk down a corridor.

“Okay, so what if you are right? If Marc was a vampire, we're not gonna stumble on his secret hiding place.” Right as Alix leans against the wall, her shoulder presses against a hidden button, activating some sort of mechanism that causes the wall to move to the side and reveal a staircase. After a beat of silence, they both go down some steps into a dark dungeon-like room. There are several coffins lying about.

Kim can’t resist. “Satisfied?”

“Big deal!” Alix huffs. “It's no different from Juleka’s dollhouse when we were six.”

Groaning, Kim pokes around the room for any sort of evidence. A log book of all the people whose blood Marc drank, empty blood bags, paintings of him with historical figures, a Twilight novel being used as a dart board... All he comes across is a book titled "Yes, I Am A Vampire" by Marcula Anciel.

“If this isn’t damning evidence, I don’t know what is!” He flips through a few pages. “Whoa, this is dated back centuries ago.”

While he reads, vampires rise up from the coffins, but Alix is the only one to notice, and tries to get his attention.

“Hold on, Alix… Hey, this is dated today. ‘Finally going to make Nathaniel mine?!’ We gotta get out-” A vampire suddenly rips the page. He screams, grabs Alix’s hand, and they run up the stairs. They would’ve made it if not for one of the vampires pulling Alix by her ankle and dragging her back down.

“ALIX!”

“Kim! Go on without…” Her voice trails off when she sees him going the rest of the way. “Well, don’t make such an effort!” The vampire who grabbed Alix restrains her as a bat flies in, morphing into Marc. “Oh, shit, Kim was right.”

Marc’s fangs extend, and he dives for Alix’s neck. Meanwhile, Kim runs back to the dining room to tell everyone what happened.

“Guys! Marc is a vampire and he has Alix!”

“Well, that’s ridiculous.”

“OH MY GOD!” Kim screams and grips at his chest when Marc suddenly appears behind him. With him is Alix, looking pale and with two holes in her neck.

“Alix is right here.”

In a trance like state, she says, “Hello, everyone. I missed you during my uneventful absence.”

Kim feels his eye starting to twitch. “Nath, you notice something off about her, right?”

The redhead’s not listening. His mind’s been reduced to pretty much nothing when Marc starts kissing up and down his arm.

Later, at the stroke of midnight, Kim is tossing and turning in his bed when he hears banging on his window. Reluctantly getting out of bed, he moves to his window and opens his curtains to find Alix and the Science Kids floating outside, all of them vampires. He screams.

“Kim, you gotta join us!” Lacey squeals. “It’s so cool! I can walk on walls, not get hurt, and I get to stay up all night drinking blood!”

Ismael adds, “And if you say you're a vampire, they give you a free small soda at the movies… You know, after you hypnotize them into giving you one.”

“No!” Kim backs away and tries to reach for a weapons. “I’m not joining you guys!”

“Dude,” Alix sighs. “It’s not like you have a choice here.” With that, she crashes through the window and tackles Kim to the ground. With her fangs extended, she’s about to bite his neck when Lê Teo and Kayode Ature barge in.

“Alix!” Kayode thunders. “We have told you many times not to bite- Wait. You’re a vampire!”

Kim’s grandmother, Tracy Ature barges into his bedroom “Quickly now! We have to kill the girl!” She brandishes a wooden stake and hammer.

“How do you know she's a vampire?” Teo questions.

“She's a vampire?” Tracy drops her weapons and runs off screaming, providing Alix a distraction to turn into a bat and escape.

Kayode, we have to do something,” Teo says. “Today she's drinking people's blood, tomorrow she could be smoking! I refuse to let that girl go down the wrong path!”

Kim gets up from where Alix tackled him. “Well, usually only way to get a vampire back to normal is to kill the head vampire. Marc!”

“Kill a teenager?!” Teo exclaims, aghast. “Do I dare give into everyone’s darkest fantasy?”

The family arrive at the manor. Teo, Kayode, and Kim walk down to the basement using the secret passageway Alix found earlier, and approach Marc’s coffin. Which was easy to find because it was fancier than the others and the lid was engraved with his initials. When Kim opens it, he lets out a breath of relief when he sees that Marc is asleep.

“You gotta drive the stake through his heart,” Kim reminds Kayode when he sees him looking hesitant.

After a moment, Kayode places the stake on Marc’s chest, readies the hammer, and, “Take that, you vile fiend!” He thunders, only for Kim to clear his throat.

“Uh, dad? That’s his neck.”

“What? Shit.” He pulls out the stake and tries again. “To hell with you!” This time, the stake goes through his shoulder. “Are you kidding me?!”

“Baby, you gotta wear your glasses,” Teo gently chastises.

“No! They make me look old!” He tries again, and finally, he drives the stake right into Marc’s heart. However, this (And not the other tries) wakes him up, screaming in agony. He quickly begins to lose consciousness and falls back into his coffin.

“And that takes care of that,” Kim says proudly.

The next morning at school, Kim walks into the classroom looking much more relaxed. Though, he does wonder how he’ll break the news to Nathaniel, but that’s a problem for the future.

“Morning everyone!” As he’s about to take his seat, a bat suddenly flies into the room and transforms into Adrien. “What the fuck?! Adrien’s a vampire?!”

Mylène shoots him a fanged grin. “We're all vampires.”

Horrified by that announcement, Kim starts to back away, but his classmates advance on him. “No! My dads and I killed Marc!”

“You have to kill the head vampire!” Juleka exclaims.

Kim gasps. “You're the head vampire?! It all makes sense!”

“Oh, I wish.”

“She’s not,” Nathaniel scoffs and stands atop his desk. “I'm the head vampire!” He bares his fangs and hisses.

“Nathaniel?! How?!”

He shrugs. “Hey, I’ve got hobbies besides art, you know.” His expression turns dark. “And this is for killing my boyfriend! Get him!” The students all fly at Kim, fangs extended while he screams when the screen suddenly freezes.

#miraculous ladybug #miraculous #nathaniel kurtzberg #marc anciel #akuma class #lê chiến kim #alix kubdel #science kids #treehouse of horror #the Simpsons

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iwasbored777 · 2 years

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If Marinette was a guy, let me tell you what would've happened. People would go WILD for a sensitive, artistic and cute boy who's lovesick and a big romantic. Him having Adrien's photos would never be a big deal bc from a long time, fandom is apologetic and too forgiving of a male characters action. He wouldn't be called a stalker, he would be called protective and so possessive and cute. I've seen ppl defend a guy who drugs the mc and sexually assaulted her. Trust me, this won't be a problem.

I know! Literally the only male main characters who get crap for their behaviour are Danny Zuko from Grease, Noah from Notebook, Howard Volovitz from Bug Bang Theory (who btw had character development unlike Raj who ACTUALLY deserves hate but doesn't get it) and Ross Geller from Friends. Everyone else is totally fine.

I know the praise for being "good fathers" Homer Simpson from Simpsons and Richard Waterson from The Amazing World Of Gumball get when they are both sh*tty fathers and sh*tty husbands.

Homer always whines about how much he hates his life and his own family and his job and literally all his friends tell him they would die for a life like that but he doesn't appreciate it. Every time Marge told him to do something useful for their household he doesn't want to do it and she has to. For a while I loved him because he's hands down the funniest character in the show until he found out Marge is going to see a therapist every week from how unhappy she is with her life, instead of talking about that to her and trying to make their marriage better, he chose not to tell her anything because he thinks the therapy is enough, he didn't even feel sorry for her because after therapy she's always cooking good meals and is in mood for s*x so it works for him. Every time he ruined something she made he gets rewarded in the end of the episode, and she and their kids always forgive him. He literally doesn't even care about Maggie, always makes Lisa's life harder, and HE LITERALLY CHOKES BART AND PEOPLE SEE THAT AS FUNNY AND NO ONE EVER CALLED IT OUT! Bart literally has trauma from that, it was established in the show and the movie. You know who is hated in that show? Lisa. Lisa, who is one of the sweetest characters and one of my favourite characters I relate so much to, is hated because of her religion, Homer is loved for being a jerk.

Richard Waterson is so bad my own grandma hated him! He does literally nothing around the house and kids, Nicole has to work and take care of three freakin children AND the household but he can get away with everything and people even see him as a good guy who "tries his best" because he spends all day in bed eating junk food.

Peter Griffin and Quagmire from Family Guy are also horrible characters. Peter is a bad father who hates his daughter and Quagmire is a LITERAL r*pist and people not only love Peter but also laugh at Quagmire's r*pe jokes and scenes where they hinted that he r*ped someone.

Patrick Star from Spongebob Squarepants is so bad that I was a kid and I already hated him. He's treating Spongebob like cr*p and uses him and Spongebob always has to apologise cuz HOW DARE HE BE MAD AT HIS BEST FRIEND WHO'S ALSO THE WORST FRIEND YOU COULD EVER HAVE and Patrick is so popular he even got a spin-off show.

Aaron Samuels from Mean Girls was the biggest hypocrite ever and no one hates him, everyone hates the main female character who was also a hypocrite but you know how it goes - she learned her lesson, she became a better person, and he got rewarded even though he's still a jerk and he doesn't even realize he's a jerk.

I already wrote about My Best Friend's Wedding and Made of Honor being two movies with the same plot but MBFW has a female lead and MoH has male lead and the female lead also suffered the consequences and learned her lesson and she lost and EVERYONE EVERYWHERE hates her, you won't see anyone on the Internet who loves her, but no one hates him who won by doing something terrible, never learned his lesson and never faced the consequences. She can't be with a guy she loves but he can be with a girl he loves and she is terrible he's not, he's a hero.

In that movie Emma the main character who's wonderful ended up with a guy who was is always criticising her and yelling at her and I don't see people complaining about that.

Gumball in The Amazing World Of Gumball is a really bad kid. He's selfish and mean for no reason and no one hates him and he doesn't get character development but you know what? I'm glad no one hates him cuz he's just a kid - and so is Marinette. Gumball is actually the most accurate representation of a kid his age. But he doesn't receive criticism for stuff Marinette receives criticism all the time, even when doing something bad wasn't in her intentions. I would rather want them to criticise his father Richard if they have to criticise someone but no way they'll get criticism cuz they are male characters.

Maxim Lavrov from The Kitchen is literally THE WORST main character I've ever seen in my life and I watched so much stuff. He is constantly stalking Victoria, his on-off girlfriend, literally 70% of times they had s*x that was because he literally forced her to do it even when she told him to let her go and that is seen as hot but actually that's r*pe, he stole her documents so she can't travel with other guy when they broke up, he poked holes on her tires to prevent her from leaving with someone else, he stole her medical records in hospital when she was pregnant to see if the baby was his, he spread rumours that she is dating their boss who's married and that she would date anyone who can buy her stuff, he fought his rival out of jealousy, he cheated on her twice with the same woman, he didn't want to do anything around their apartment and she had to everything herself when they got married, he didn't like her for being "too perfect", he dated the girl he cheated with the first time he broke up with Victoria and when karma did it's work and he got cheated on he pursued Victoria immediately as if he would actually date her again if he didn't break up with this girl and when Victoria didn't want to date him he blamed her for their relationship failing and he called her a gold digger, he always grabbed her by her hand forcefully and he was really rough with her when she didn't want to talk even when she was pregnant, he followed her everywhere ALL THE TIME and spied on her. I think only my mom and I can't stand him. Everyone else loves him on the fan page and everyone who's seen the show. They love him. The only consequence he suffered was when she broke up with him both times when he cheated but even in the end of the show they didn't get together but they were in good terms and they worked at the same place and he was allowed to take care of their daughter with her and he got a promotion too. Without even trying.

Shrek literally signed a contract to get rid of his family and I feel like I'm the only one who hated him in that movie, no one complains about that character downgrade cuz like how tf do you disown everyone you love and still get a reward in the end?!

Raymond, Robert and Frank from Everybody Loves Raymond are treating their wives horribly, no one said anything about them. They are all horrible, you don't know which one is worse. In fact, ELR makes abuse Debra, Raymond's wife, has to suffer from his family funny.

Fallon and Adam from Dynasty - Fallon always works on being a better person even when she breaks a vase while Adam kills people and all is forgiven

I'm sure there are a lot more other examples and these are just a few, but female characters ALWAYS suffer the consequences in stuff I watched. I don't remember ever seeing a female character cheating her partner and getting away with it, a male character is always forgiven for cheating after the female character is really hurt, she always forgives him and they are a happy couple. And don't tell me about rom com jerks who get the girl every time for treating her terribly. Also women in rom coms are shallow if they choose a hot tall bf but male characters can choose women who look like literal supermodels and that's totally not shallow. I just hate these stereotypes. "If male character did it they would get cancelled" I literally grew up watching male characters who never changed and those toxic ones ended up as a pop culture icons. It's a rare case when a male character's behaviour is called out.

Bish I literally had to watch people draw Chat Noir punching Ladybug and people saying he should do it in the comments and him getting praised when he yelled at her and that's totally fair from our fandom? That's not gender equality, that's misogyny.

#miraculous ladybug #Ml fandom salt #marinette dupain cheng #ladybug #misogyny #leave marinette alone challenge #Double standards #Marinette deserves better #Marinette deserves a better fandom #ml ask #ask and answer #Ml analysis #Marinette analysis

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toastedkiwi · 2 years

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Chris took sailor!reader out to get her first tattoo on her 18th birthday. They got matching tattoos of the Simpsons— Bart choking Lisa on him and Lisa choking Bart on her. They had been watching the Simpsons since she was like six and she totally shouldn’t have been watching the show that young but it means so much to them.

#chris evans x sailor!reader #chris evans headcanon #chris evans x sister!reader

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venusianphase · 2 years

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looks like i'm choking him out bart simpson style the way he wants me to pet him

#he uses my thumb as a chinrest while i scratch behind his ear #roan

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takalzuoom · 2 years

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twst boys i would avoid irl and why

jade : he’s weird. like- really weird. he’ll come up to you, say some morbid shit, then leave. would actually be the teachers pet. would giggle in the middle of class cause he saw smthn on youtube. DEFINITELY SMILES AT HIS PHONE- creepily. has 2 tiktok accounts. one for terrariums, other for those really weird thirst traps. french coat kid. “any questions for this years science class?” “are we going to dissect frogs?” “…no-“ HE MAKES A DISAPPOINTED FACE AS HE LOWERS HIS HEAD.

idia : ooc but he would be one of those people who wore the hentai sweatshirts. “you’re not like others girls, your different”. slouches. i hate slouchers. the person you try to befriend but after you talk to them you don’t wanna be in the same room as them. perks up if someone mentions anime 😭 HES THAT ONE WEIRD KID WHO HAS ARGUMENTS WITH POPULAR KIDS- LIKE AT FIRST HE DIDNT BOTHER BUT NOW HE ACTIVELY LOOKS FOR THEM.

malleus : giving me trench coat vibes. being honest, would you try to talk to the loner? would you? that’s what i thought. one time you asked what he was listening to it was angel with a shotgun…night core. what everyone wanted to be in highschool. bart simpson pt1

ace : gym try hard. popular kid try hard. has a new girlfriend every other week. the kid in class who moans. ‘ben rover’ in kahoot. that one kid who tries to be friends with the popular people but usually get excluded 💀💀 unironically uses ‘🥶💯😈’ actually- probably that childhood friend that drifted and now he’s ‘popular’ lol. choked on a vape trying to be cool. senior friends so when he’s a freshman he’s trying to make new friends- it’s a never ending cycle 🧍🏻

rook : the actual weird kid. you sat next to him in class kne tjme, and when you snuck a peek he was looking at you… smiling. “your hair smells good’ 😐. what the fuck. don’t feel comfortable standing behind him. I THINK HE SITS ALONE AT LUNCH. if you look at the door during class he usually walks by making eye contact. everyone thinks he’s a perv lol. heated debates about his sexuality. needed up with pan

riddle : teachers pet. no one likes a teachers pet. i remember this time in choir where i told my teacher i got into this prestigious out of school choir- then this BITCH (teachers favorite) said she got into one too right after me. BOY IF DONT- reminds teacher of homework. “ MR.SMITH! MR.SMITH THEYRE CHEATING! THEYRE CHEATING MT.SMITH” SHUT YO BITCH ASS UP. pretentious bitch pt 1. “i do violin, piano, tennis, boy scouts, college prep, ballroom dancing, saxophone, and-“ “bruh we’re literally in 6th grade. all in all, i’d feel bad for him until i met him.

vil - mean girl mean girl mean girl. literally heather macalmore and regina george. the person to put their gruesome history notes in rose gold pen /w glitter. heather. perfect body, perfect grades, perfect everything. the mean girl you fucking hate. that person in school you wish will fail in life. but 10 years later at the reunion he’s still hot and skinny, turns out he’s a ceo. OFF HANDED COMPLIMENTS.GIVES YOU DIRTY LOOKS FOR NO READON. THAT ONE UNFILTERED KID. “yeah so we went to peru for summer break”

ruggie : would steal your shit. don’t leave your backpack around or else he’ll take a pencil. if you drop your eraser and go to pick it up he’ll put his foot over it. and if you ask him to lift it up it suddenly won’t be there anymore??? rook part of that trend where people stole the schools toilets / sinks. just a prankster in general. you’ve seen him run away from staff multiple times. FUCKING GRILLS DURING CLASS- LIKE YOU COULD BE TAKING A QUIZ AND YOU EITHER SMELL SAUSAGE OR HEAR A SINGLE CHIP CRUNCH. BUT NO ONE SNITCHES CAUSE HES THE SCHOOLS HOOK UP. seems very condescending.

sebek : the ACTUAL wanna be popular kid. looked over and saw him watching inspirational ted talks. EVERYONE fucking hates him. like no joke sits alone at lunch (or with sliver lol) fun days are when he’s not there. “ACTUALLY it’s pronounced-“ “that’s wrong cause you have to round up.” ONE TIME I RAISED MY HAND IN HISTORY TO ANDWER A QUESTION. AND AS I WAS ABOUT TO ANSWER THIS KID YELLED THE ANSWER AND ME THE THE TEACHER SHARED A LOOK- THATS SEBEK popular kids usually mess with him. if you want friends don’t settle for him. he’ll ruin your social life. gets mad when he loses in gym. “FUCK” “sebek language” “ NO CAUSE THESE LAZY ASSES DIDNT TRY AND WE LOST” “it’s literally high-school gym class”

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pumpkinsy0 · 3 years

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Pls give me Purly shit to cope with being alive

trust me, i’m trying to cope w being alive too

they both go to school parties a little bit high

curly says the most unholy shit in spanish and pony’s sitting there like “👦🏼”

curlys that kid to moan in the back of class as a joke and pony looks at him w such surprise

one the pretty rare occasions pony gets a tan curlys goes “awooga awooga🤩🤩”

once they were at a lake and there was a vine, and curly swung on it, BUT DIDNT FUCKING LET GO and body slammed into a fucking tree and pony ran to him so fast, but he twisted his ankle and fell into the lake💀💀

they were fine, but good LORD did they have a good time explaining it to tim and darry as to why curly has a black eye and pony was limping (he was limping for another reason too- i’ll shut up)

every time me curly teases pony about his height, curly just makes him shorter and shorter

“aren’t you like 5’3?”

“no i’m not you fucking emo turkey”

“oh right, 4’3, my bad”

they both watch shitty movies and make fun of them together

sometimes they run into soda and steve while they r both on dates and just hang out together (much to steve’s dismay)

curly teaches pony dance moves

they pretend choke each other, like homer and bart simpson, but like, without genuinely choking each other

#ponyboy curtis #curly shepard #purly #steve randle #sodapop curtis #stevepop

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spookymultimedia · 2 years

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Time to post my Jim Halpert/Jwight hcs at the dead hour of the night :)

-Jim is not that great at guitars but he is obsessed with music with lots of electric or bass guitars. He's a huge geek over those instruments and will cringe if you label a bass wrong. Dwight thinks it's cute and likes exchange song recommendations with Jim.

-Jim loves The Simpsons and Bart is his favorite. He has a handful of Bart shirts. He was one of the og Simpsons fans. He went nuts when Bartman came out.

-Jim can be a very obnoxious person. He even gets under Michael's skin at times. He needs to be humbled sometimes.

-Jim is a very loud punk. He gets aggressive with people act transphobic around Dwight. He hates America and the government [UNLIKE HIS BOOT CHOKING ACTOR 🙄😒 bitch] He's not too smart at times. Sometimes he just picks fights for the sake of getting some obnoxious conservative to pissed off. He ends up making some situations worse rather than helping.

-Jim is openly bisexual [I was thinking of Jim being shy and unsure of his sexuality but nah nvm. He's unsure on how he feels about Dwight not his feelings for men]. He also also reclaims queer and faggot and openly identifies as a bi fag. It can intimidate a less confident pansexual Dwight at times.

-Jim is a bit overprotective of Dwight and Pam. He he doesn't want harm to happen to his darlings.

-He loves making his crushes laugh and that very much applies to Dwight. He unfortunately doesn't understand what Dwight's sense of humor is for a while and comes across as aggravating.

-sometimes Dwight blushes when Jim brags about his boyfriend and openly calls him as such. Jim knows how gender affirming it is for Dwight. And yeah Jim does realize protecting Dwight and making Dwight feel safe from being outed is more helpful than getting into aggressive fights with transphobes. He's very sorry and acts smarter moving forward.

#headcannons #jwight #Spotify

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i-may-be-stupit · 4 years

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Idk the horney got me, so here we are HAHAHAHA 18+ and kinda a bit of crack at times, ENJOY!!!!! Oh! And this is reletively gender neutral, babes!!

Your name is (Y/N) (L/N). And you've always been known as a good kid. That is until your father was murdered by a hero. He did a lot of dirty work, sure, but he did it for his family to survive. And when a hero took him down, everyone cheered. They never though about his family. Nor his place in the world. They saw him as dirt. The same way you started seeing heros.

To you, heros didn't care about the villians and didn't care whether they died or lived. They were savage beasts who needed to be taken down. You became a villian. You would assassinate hero after hero with the simple tittle of "Marrow." And that's when you met the League.

They had the same ideals as you and could help make your dream a reality.

You joined the League, but you were still you. You were a seemingly innocent flower that blossomed in any form of villainous mayhem.

Your quirk was known as simply bone manipulation. You could manipulate your bones however you pleased and you could even shoot them out like needles. But, you were at higher risk for osteoporosis.

Its been 6 months since then and you've made yourself at home with the LOV. Twice and Toga were your closest friends now, but Shigaraki just hits different.

You'd go out and have fun with your two close friends, and to be honest, you're pretty sure that you three had pulled every prank possible on Dabi. Kurogiri was like a dad to you now. He gave lots of great advice and made sure that you kept up with your online college classes in between villian duties.

But shigaraki was a whole other story.

I mean, he was usually crule and hateful towards everyone, but the League was his soft spot. He treats members like family. He cherishes them. Even if he doesn't say it. He almost always have been putting them first.

And it made you kind of...attracted to him.

Yeah, he was dryer than the Saharan Desert, and had a diet of strictly microwavable ramen and redbull, but he was actually a good guy. You caught yourself staring at him a few times per day and your crush on him was appearant to you as well as all the other members.

So here you were, staring in awe at Tomura as he and Dabi played against eachother in Mortal Kombat. (They'd fight at least once a day, so Kurogiri made up the idea of fighting in Mortal combat instead whenever they got fed up with eachother) You blushed, seeing Shigaraki so serious. Ugh, there's just something about him...

Toga walked into the room and sat down in the loveseat next to you. She smirked before loudly announcing, "Gee, (Y/N)! It looks like your boyfriend, Tomura, is winning!" You started choking her.

No, deadass.

You fucking wrapped your hands around her neck and violently shook her head back and forth like Bart and Homer Simpson. Toga just laughed and moaned, causing you to feel too violated to keep choking her. You let go and as you did, Shigaraki stood up and started making fun of Dabi for being a "Bitch ass loser."

You blushed deeply, eyes lidded while gazing at the crusty boy. All you could see was Shigaraki, hearts around him as he did his breathtaking victory dance in slow motion. His gorgeous, dehydrated body swayed and jiggled happily as he jumped a few times, white specs gently fluttered from his head. His dandruff glistening in the florescent lights, as you sighed, absolutely smitten. Dabi rolled his eyes at his boss before looking at you. He then smirked. This cant be good.

Dabi chuckled. "Oh okay, Shiggy, you beat me fair and square." Shigaraki looked at him suspiciously. "It's okay though." He smirked, "Because I'm sure that (Y/N) can give me a little pick-me-up!"

The white haired boy glarred at Dabi then at you. Dabi slyly slipped over to you and Toga. He grabbed you be your wrist and pulled you up to stand. You were too flustered out of your mind to even do anything. He wrapped both of his hands around your waist. "Isn't that right, baby?"

You laughed awkwardly, "Dabi, not to be rude or anything, but you seem like a heavy man and I don't know if I could manage carrying all of your body weight if I were to pick you up, I mean my bones are kinda brittle as they are and-"

He brought his face to yours and kissed your neck softly. "We're gonna have some fun tonight, right?" You fucking hit him with a suplex, a small crack being heard from your hip. God damn it, your fucking brittle ass bones! Everyone burst out in laughter (aside from Kurogiri who was facepalming). Dabi sat on the floor rubbing his head in pain. "Fuck, (Y/N)! It was a joke!"

You folded your arms and frowned. "Well don't joke around with me like that!" Heat rose to your cheeks, "Especially in front of T-Tomura..." You looked at your boss to see him still too busy laughing at Dabi getting backflipped. You smiled shyly, holding your cheeks and wiggling like the love sick shit you are. He's so dreamy~ oh my, is he coughing up blood from laughing too hard?

You looked in disgust for a moment before sighing loudly. Ugh, it's so sexy when he coughs up blood! Shigaraki looked at his hand before licking the blood back into his mouth like a fucking heathen-

Sorry.

Your fucking heathen.

Later that night, everyone was out and about, leaving you and Shigaraki alone. He was drinking a glass of rum and coke as you doodled in a little notebook. You looked up to see him staring at you already. You both quickly looked away. It's been rough lately, dealing with your crush on him.

And Tomura was catching on.

Well, kinda.

He thinks he's really ugly and unworthy of love, so he thinks you just stare at him because you're still taken back at how hideous (he believes) he is. He's been wearing Father on his face more often and been getting more easily upset at you. But, he was also confused because he was starting to like your fragile self.

He's scared that he'll break you with one tap of the finger. That's just how fragile you seem. Shigaraki smiled softly, staring deeply into his glass.

(Y/N) seems so fragile, but they're a god damn hurricane.

Shigaraki swirled his cup around, deep in thought. How can they fight so well when they seem so brittle? It's strange. It's unexpected... It's interesting. Your boss' cheeks turned a tint of pink. (Y/N) can pull off a suplex on Dabi. Their back bent so far... I wonder what (Y/N) looks like arching it for me... He looked over at your figure. You were awkwardly dangling your feet off the couch, seeming to be lost in thought. Tomura sighed and took another whisk of his drink. They're way too cute for me...

There's been a lot of awkward times with you two alone. And you could both feel the tension. Shigaraki left to his room with a small sigh. He hates basically everything. But you? He might just love you.

You two hung out a lot actually. You'd play videogames together and have small movie nights for the two of you. You vividly remembered cuddling up beside him one winter night. It was snowing and you two chatted while sitting on the floor making Smores in the fireplace.

But it got harder and harder to be around eachother when you both started liking eachother. It got...awkward. And the night that Tomura asked you if you wanted to watch a horror movie with you and got a concerned face from you was the night his heart broke. You just didn't want to accidentally grab him at a jumpscare and have him laugh at you for being a pussy. But he thought that you just didnt trust him.

You sighed, thinking about that shitty night, and walked to Shigaraki's room. You had to tell him about your feelings. You knocked softly and was allowed to enter. Shigaraki was sitting in bed, wide awake, just sitting there, staring at the wall in front of him in thought.

You sat awkwardly on his bed in a tense silence for a good minute as the man just stared awkwardly at you through the hand on his face. Shigaraki sighed when he noticed you werent going to say anything, and he set Father down on his nightstand.

"(Y/N), I feel uncomfortable with you staring at me all the time." Heat rushed to your cheeks and you stared harder at the ground. "I get that I'm ugly, but you should know how rude it is to stare-"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" You glarred at him, anger boiling up. "The fuck did you just call yourself?!"

He glarred right back at you. "I said I was ugly, did I stutter?"

Yeah. Youre choosing to ignore that attitude. "Tomura, you're not ugly."

He rolled his eyes. "There is literally no other reason for you to be staring at me that much, mutt."

You folded your arms with a frown. "I think you're handsome."

He laughed.

He laughed hard as hell.

For a good 3 minutes straight.

"Oh thats a good one, (Y/N)! You know, I'm actually enjoying you-"

"I'm serious!" You poked his chest hard while getting closer to his face, your eyebrows furrowed in annoyance. "I think you have pretty eyes!" You poked him again, "You have a pretty face!" You poked him one last time, "And you're an amazing leader!" Shigaraki went silent with a blush and so did you. You twittled your fingers together, looking away timidly. "I-uh... I think I l-like you, actually."

Tomura chuckled breathlessly with concern for your mental health, eyes darting around uncomfortably. "Are you being...serious...?"

"Mm-hm..."

"Oh....okay." He awkwardly looked away from you with a small blush. Hes never had anyone like him romantically. Actually, not a lot of people even like him generally. And it made it extra weird with you being so damn cute and funny to him.

You layed down on his bed, anxiety rushing through you. It was weird to tell your boss that you liked him. I mean, its probably gonna be awkward between you two forever! Tomura layed down next to you. His hands overlapping eachother on his chest. You looked over to him with a small awkward smile. "So-uh... do you like me back...?"

Tomura frowned. "Are you fucking dumb??" You winced and he just rolled his eyes. "It would be impossible to not fall in love with you." A small chuckle left your lips as he softly started playing in your (h/t) hair.

You frowned. "Did I say you could touch my hair?"

He rolled his eyes before lifting you up to straddle him. Heat rushed to your cheeks. And you pushed his chest away as your (e/c) eyes darted away. "T-Tomura, what are y-you doing?" You were speechless and flustered. And it wasn't helping that his hands were laying on your waist (pinkies up of course).

Tomura chuckled with a mischevious look in his eyes. He slowly moved his hands up and down your sides. "Let me play with your hair...and as a reward..." He kissed you softly on your lips. "I'll make you feel things you've never felt before...." He licked your ear and you thanked the Lord for that because it just made his mouth a lil less crusty. "Deal?" His breath tickled your ears and your breathing turned into aroused, airy breaths.

"Deal..." Shigaraki smirked before kissing you roughly, his hand engulfed in your (h/t) hair, leaving his middle finger up of course. As his tongue darted around your mouth, he pulled your hair harder, causing a wince of pain from you. His lips left yours quickly.

"Am I being too rough?"

You smiled softly at him. He cares! "Oh, just a little."

Shigaraki grinned before pulling your hair even harder. "You'll get used to that." Your eyes widened in fear and pain as he threw you onto the bed roughly. He kissed you harder, and forced your thighs open with both of his hands, pinkies up.

He laughed with arousal, pressing his clothed member against you. You sighed as he grinded against your bottoms while tongue kissing you. His hands left your thighs and brought themselves to your body. He sucked, kissed, and bit all over your neck and his indexes and thumbs twirled and pulled at your nipples under your shirt.

"Ah-!" You moaned loudly as the man sucked at your soft spot. "T-Tomura!" A small gasp left your lips and his connected to your skin. Mumbled moans came from you, your hand over your mouth. Tomura glarred the second he heard a moan muffled. "H-Hey!" He had grabbed your hand from over your mouth and tightly gripped it with four fingers, pressing it against the headboard.

He grinned widely out of nowhere, "You really thought you could get away with hiding those beautiful sounds from me?" He sat up, unbuckling his jeans. His eyes went cold as he took off his pants and boxer briefs. "I'm gonna have to get some type of...hm, whats the word?" He looked away in though before smiling and snapping his fingers, "Compensation! Yeah...and I know just what I want from you." Shigaraki push you off of the bed roughly. You fell to the floor and rubbed your arm. He sat on the king-sized in front of you with his cock in his hand. "Suck."

You frowned at him. Did he really have to push you off like that? You got on your knees between his thighs and took a good look at it.

Fuck, he's hung...

You covered your mouth with a huge blush. Where the hell did that come from?! He was a good nine inches and quite thick. You frowned at him and pointed at his cock. "The fuck am I supposed to do with this?" He frowned.

Shigaraki didnt say another word. He just grabbed you by the hair and placed it against your lips. You frowned before licking the tip softly, making him laugh breathlessly. "Fuck..." You sucked on his tip and his hand tightened around your hair, pulling a bit. He looked down at you, smirking while absolutely flustered. "Ugh, your little mouth was made for my fat cock, wasn't it, (Y/N)?" He chuckled and pressed your head forward, forcing a bit more of him inside of you. Shigaraki panted as you bobbed your head back and forth on him. "Youre such a fucking slut..." His cheeks was tinted pink as he stared down at you. Tomura started bobbing your head back and forth on him. He laughed as you gagged on him. "What? Is it too big?" Your face went even hotter. How can he be so fucking conceited yet self conscious?! The white hair boy held your face and was practically thrusting into your mouth at this point. He threw his head back and groaned as cum filled your mouth. "Fuck, (Y/N), you're good at that." He watched you like prey as you thumbed the white substance dripping down your chin. You licked your thumb and he chuckled. "How does it taste?"

You smirked at him minscheviously while getting back on the bed. You took off your bottoms and short then spread your legs. "It tastes good enough to deserve a tip, right?" Shigaraki licked his lips as he crawled in between your thighs.

He rubbed you, playing with your slit. "Did sucking me off really get you this turned on?" You flushed and covered your eyes with your forearm. Tomura smirked mischievously as he licked at you. You moaned quietly, his tongue swirling around and his finger going in and out of your hole.

He stuck his ringerfinger in and you squeaked in pleasure. "Mmm... Tomura, I-just like that..." He sucked and licked, getting more sloppy as his fingers pumped in and out of you. He pumoed faster and faster and your small groans turned into loud moaning as you orgasmed. "Fuck Tomura! Ah-!" You came in his mouth, immediately apologizing. Shigaraki just licked his now soaked fingers and you just stared at him, blushing hard as hell. You smiled softly. "H-How do I taste?"

His red eyes prowled your body as he got on top of you. Your cheeks got hotter when he strattled you. You sighed as he rubbed his manhood against you. Small, flustered moans escaped your lips at his teasing. "You taste like you were missing something." His warm breath tickled your ear, "But I'll fix that right up for you."

Tomura slowly entered you. He groaned out your name in ecstasy. You were a bit uncomfortable at first at his thickness. "W-wait, dont move yet..." You breathed in and out slowly, feeling yourself adjust to him. A groan left your lips, "O-okay..."

Tomura grinded against you, kissing your neck as your hands fiddled with his hair. He started off slow, savoring the feeling of you. He sighed into your collarbone. "God, (Y/N), you're so tight..." He cursed underneath his breath, fucking you a bit faster.

Tears pricked at your eyes. This was almost too much for you. Youve always fantasized about being with Shigaraki and now that it was happening, it felt almost too good to be true. He grinded into you deeper, filling you up fully as his hand held both of tour wrists above your head. The bed rocked as he started thrusting into you faster and deeper. "T-Tomura, you feel so good inside of me!" He groaned louder and you couldn't help but become flustered at all of his noises.

He fucked you even faster and harder. "Fuck, youre mine now, okay?" You nodded and moaned louder at him. "Oh fuck!" His white hair bounced as he pulled out and flipped you over. You were on your forearms and knees, begging for him to keep fucking you good as he thrusted in and out, his hand pulling at your hair as the other gave the occasional spank on your ass. Tomura's thrusts became sloppy as you reached your peak. You both moaned loudly, his cum pouring from inside of you. Shigaraki pulled out and immediately collapsed next to you.

You panted as his arms wrapped themselves around you. You smiled at him. "That was good, right?" He chuckled and kissed your lips.

"The best."

You two spooned as Kurogiri had an extra glass of wine, in utter disgust at when he was forced to hear.

#fanfic #mha x y/n #bnha shigaraki #shigaraki x you #tomura x you #x reader #bnha smut #shigaraki x reader #x fem!reader #x male reader #gender neutral reader

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wackybuddiemewbs · 3 years

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Buddie Moodboard - French Kiss AU

AKA the French Kiss AU absolutely no one asked for, taking place in beautiful Mexico! But I didn't go with Mexican Kiss because of too many weird entries in the Urban Dictionary!

To sum up the last years for Buck, he can say with utter surety that it was utter shit. He thought he finally got a handle it when he started a relationship with Ali after Abby ghosted him, following her mother’s death.

Then a firetruck exploded, his leg got crushed, and he nearly died.

Then Ali left him because being with him wasn’t who she is and it wasn’t who Buck is to quit being a firefighter because of that. So he focused his efforts on that: Getting back to work, making his way back home, to the 118. That seemed to work. He worked his ass off in PT, passed all the tests.

Then there was a party to celebrate the happy occasion.

Then Buck nearly choked on his own blood. Embolisms will do that to you.

Then he somehow survived a tsunami, saved a couple of lives off-duty, thankfully, only to develop another embolism and reclaim his hospital room. So now they put him on a tough medication plan including blood thinners all over again. As a result, Buck can’t go back to work, can’t come home.

And that sucks ass.

To top it all, once Buck was released from the hospital to return to the desolation of his empty apartment, he found a letter in the mail. A letter by Abby, his first actual meaningful relationship, the woman he wanted as a true partner, the woman he wanted to be a better man for. The letter was just a page long. She’d seen him on TV and wanted to know if he was okay. Explosions tend to make it to the news, he figured. Told him she was sorry for how things ended. Dropped the news that she’s seeing someone else now. Told him to get better and be happy.

Gee thanks.

Sure, Buck knows he shouldn’t be mad about her having someone new. After all, he also had a relationship since, but Abby ghosted him all this time, faded out of his life, and now she wants contact again? While being with someone else? Why?

In the retrospective, Buck knows he may have rushed right into a new bad decision, but he wants to get to the bottom of it. Abby reached out, maybe she’s just bullshitting him about being with someone else. Who knows? Maybe she wants Buck to make a move, try harder, try again? Maybe she wants to mend things and just doesn’t find the courage to say it in a letter? Buck wants to find out. The address is thankfully on the envelope, so a quick google search tells him that she’s staying at a fancy hotel in Mexico City.

¡Ay Caramba! As Bart Simpson would say.

It takes him about twenty minutes to book a flight for the end of the week. The flight to Mexico City won’t be that long, and he is a first responder, he can handle himself even while on blood thinners. Sure. Buck tells Maddie that he’s playing hermit outside the city of L.A. for a while to clear his head. After all, she was there with him when he found the letter, so he can’t pretend in front of his sister that it didn’t exist.

The others don't have to know, so this should be fine.

Right?

And so, Buck finds himself at the airport, trying to think of what to say to the woman he thought was his personal ghost story until the letter materialized in his mailbox.

Once he finally makes it past the metal detectors – Rods in the leg are truly a blessing. Not. – Buck instantly regrets having booked a flight at the earliest opportunity. Because he didn’t take into account that he only got a window seat. So now, with his bad leg, Buck will be sandwiched for quite some time. Great.

The universe is still definitely mocking him.

But then he comes to sit next to a guy who notices his discomfort and actually offers up his aisle seat. And Buck may feel like crying for a hot second there, but of course he won't.

“Former Army medic, you can’t help but notice these things, which has me wonder why you are even on a plane, dude. Shouldn’t you be at home, resting?”

Buck reckons it is a good question, but none he’d answer to a total stranger, no matter his kindness and charming smile. Thankfully, the plane doesn’t crash and they make it safely to Mexico City.

Buck is left to wonder what happened to his seatmate once he exits the airport. After all, Eddie – that’s his name – was the one to suggest they could share a taxi. But after fifteen minutes, the guy won’t show up, so Buck hails a cab and makes his way to the hotel on his own. After all, he’s here on business.

But then he’s out of luck all over again. Apparently, Abby is no longer at the hotel. And the receptionist cannot give him the information to where she’s headed. Sure, it makes sense, and Buck isn’t pressing for details that would get the receptionist into trouble. But he is tired, his leg hurts, he needs to take his meds, it’s hot, because Mexico is hot, and reviving his Spanish knowledge from his time in Peru becomes increasingly difficult.

Oh well.

Buck can’t say what ever led to the situation, but it’s all quickly forgotten as he finds himself in a fist fight in the lobby. Some drama between a girl who cheated on her husband, only for the husband and the lover boy to wind up at the same damn hotel. Buck tried to help to keep things from escalating, only to get knocked the hell out.

By the time he comes back around, there is former Army medic Eddie hovering above him, looking worried and angelic at the same time. Oh, and apparently, the drama was staged to steal peoples’ stuff, people being Buck being out of luck.

Awesome. Universe: 219543 - Buck: 0.

In sum, he is in Mexico City, without a passport, not knowing to where Abby went, his leg is on fire, his meds are gone, and his head feels almost like it did after he got tumbled around in a friggin’ firetruck that got bombed.

And for some reason, Eddie seems oddly concerned about getting Buck’s luggage back. What the hell is up with that?

Buck considers for a hot second to call Maddie, but then she would know that he is not in L.A. and actually doing what he specifically told her he wouldn’t dare to do. It wasn’t a pinky promise – Buck never breaks one of those – but Maddie will be mad as hell. She will be anyway, but right now, he still has a fleeting chance to get to Abby first. If Maddie knows, that’s all out the window.

And if Maddie knows, the team knows, and then Buck is totally screwed, and not in the kinky way.

Eddie offers his help, which Buck couldn’t refuse even if he wanted to. They eventually run into one of the guys who started the staged fight in the lobby. Eddie chases the guy down, and demands of him to hand over the bags, which are sadly emptied out already.

And Buck is left to wonder just what his obsession is with Buck’s luggage, when Eddie nearly throws a fit upon the man's admission. He finds out just as quickly though, when Eddie curses his frustrations in Spanish, seemingly expecting Buck not to understand.

“You smuggled plants in my luggage?”

“You... heard that?”

“Ya he entendido bastante, traidor.”

Because yes, he understood enough, and yes, he feels betrayed, by Eddie, the traitor, by Abby, by Mexico City, the entire country, the whole damn universe.

Buck takes his time to wallow in his self-pity by a plaza, trying to figure out what to do next. Venturing through the one bag the robber trio didn’t get their paws on, Buck finds the plant Eddie planted in his luggage for whatever the reason.

“This better not be drugs.”

A quick google search tells him that it’s a wine cuttling, which is the slightest bit reassuring, but no less confusing. Buck stuffs it back away, feeling tempted to just get over with it and call for help. But that is when Eddie stands before him again, kicking at invisible stones, looking straight-up miserable.

“What do you want?”

“Eat crow.”

“I’m all ears. Rather have someone apologize to me for a change.”

So Buck hears him out. It’s not like Eddie is to blame for his bags getting stolen. The robbers were after his cash and credit cards. And thankfully, no one at the airport security stopped him for the stupid cuttling. So Eddie is not at fault for Buck's shit luck.

As it turns out, Eddie considers moving to L.A. and wanted to buy not just a house but also some land for his own vineyard. He wants to crossbreed with vines from Los Angeles and Mexico. His uncle used to have a vineyard and Eddie wanted to get both cuttlings back to L.A., as he expected to find a job there.

“But no such luck. So I just had a cuttling I knew I wouldn’t get through to Mexico, and then I just thought quickly and stuffed it into your bag because they’d eventually let you pass because of your medical history. I wanted to take it back on the taxi ride, but then… I got a phone call and you were gone.”

Buck knows better to forgive than hold grudges, so he returns the cuttling to Eddie. The older man is beyond relieved for Buck’s forgiveness and forever grateful for returning the plant. And if Buck is not mistaken, there may be a twinkle of tears in his eyes, too.

Eddie takes Buck to the next best doctor thereafter, reckoning it’s high time he got his meds. Thankfully, even with the missing papers, they can figure things out with some strange calling back and forth between Buck, his doctor, the Mexican doctor, and Eddie playing translator. At least Buck won’t die of an embolism today.

Hooray.

Eddie offers Buck to take him to the next-best embassy to get things sorted with his passport, but Buck refuses. He decided that now that he’s here, he’ll see this thing through. A week or two without his passport in Mexico won’t do more damage than one day already did, Buck figures.

And maybe he’s not entirely out of luck when they run into the girl of the terrible three from the lobby, who decided that Buck didn’t deserve that crap. And while she cannot return the money or papers to him, she lets him know that he barely missed Abby, as she’s headed to Veracruz.

As it turns out, Eddie is headed to the city also, so the two agree to travel together, so long they take the detour to the vineyard Eddie’s uncle Jose owned to get the other cuttling. While Eddie won’t let on what he wants in Veracruz, Buck is more than happy for some company who knows what to do in case bad luck, out of sheer spite, makes him spit blood again.

And so, the two start their strange journey from Mexico City to a small town in Querétaro to pick up some wine cuttlings. To distract himself from tedious bus rides in cramped spaces, Buck researches whatever he can on making wine. He tries to get Eddie into talking a bit more about himself, but his travel companion is pretty much non-talkative, and is about as much on the phone as Buck tends to be.

Fun times.

Eddie’s mood turns straight-up sour when he realizes after a shitty night at an even shittier motel that his phone didn’t properly charge – and they don’t have the time to wait till it’s charged without missing the bus. When Buck prods, Eddie snaps at him, and Buck is honestly at a loss.

Later on, while waiting for another bus that comes two hours late, Eddie lets him know that he needs to call his son. He promised him. Which is interesting news to Buck, because he didn’t even know Eddie had a kid to begin with. Somehow, sitting in the middle of nowhere, waiting for public transport, loosens up Eddie’s tongue:

He didn’t take his wife’s death at all that well. They’d been estranged after Eddie returned from the war and he kept his distance, not knowing how to take care of their son. She was gone for a while, got back, they tried to work things out, then she was in a car accident.

Apparently, not just Buck’s past year was utter shit.

Eddie’s son Christopher has CP, so he needs special care. Eddie worked some odd jobs at home in El Paso to keep afloat, but he was actually looking for something meaningful – something meaningful to him. But he didn’t cope well, couldn’t let go of his anger, his grief, so he turned to illegal fighting. Eddie got caught and now it’s in his legal records. His parents, none too impressed, took Christopher under their wing and demanded Eddie got his life back together before taking care of his son again.

And Eddie agreed, because he wasn’t in the right place back then. He went to therapy, did community service, full ride. He tried to get a job, tried to come up with a plan, but then the universe decided against him over and over again, too.

Doesn’t that sound familiar?

“So I’m basically a walking, talking stereotype. Some super aggressive Latino, good for nothing. No matter the time I served or what I've done to make amends. The jobs I’d want to do? They just look at my records and turn me down. I thought that maybe I’d have luck in L.A. I had job interviews scheduled. I traveled there. There’s even a school that would be just right, but I got turned down. Every single time. Because of my legal records. Because they think I can’t handle taking care of my kid and be on the job 100%. And who knows, maybe they’re right?”

Buck comforts Eddie, reminding him that everyone deserves a second chance.

“I got more second chances than I probably ever deserved. My Captain fired me after a week in, and he had any right to. But I worked my way back, so I could return. The same should apply to you, too. You made some bad calls, but you’re not a bad person. People who don’t see that? They don’t deserve a chance with you, in my opinion.”

“We hardly know each other, you do realize?”

“We’re traveling through Mexico, not knowing each other. And yet, you haven’t murdered me to leave me in a roadside ditch, despite my antics. You are virtually a saint.”

“You’re not that bad.”

“Oh yeah? Couple of hours ago, you begged to differ.”

“Sorry, I just miss my kid.”

Veracruz is the destination where he’ll finally be reunited with Christopher after they haven’t seen each other in over two months. Eddie went job hunting in L.A. without telling his parents, as they are set on keeping them both in El Paso. He promised to present a plan by the time they got back together in Veracruz to celebrate an aunt’s eightieth birthday.

“Well, right now my plan is not dying on the trip there and having… two cuttlings.”

“But, ugh, they are good cuttlings. That's not nothing.”

Eddie is forever indebted to Buck when he volunteers his phone to him to call Christopher, even though Eddie knows by now that Buck is on the phone that much to distract himself from his troubles and pains. So he knows how to value that gesture.

After a strenuous journey, they make it to Querétaro to Uncle Jose’s old vineyard. Eddie decides that they should rent a place for the night that’s decent, as Buck had to do a lot of walking with his bad leg. Buck does not protest because his leg may murder him any minute now. And he’d normally protest at Eddie’s offer for a leg massage, but he is too choked up and feeling too good once it’s happening. Because he can’t remember the last time someone outside his found family, after Abby, took care of him like that.

Eddie is surprised when Buck is gone by the time he wakes up, only to have him wind up with coffee and three folders with a whole bunch of printouts.

“What’s that?”

“A plan.”

“For what?”

“You.”

Eddie can’t believe what he’s seeing. Buck spent the early morning at an internet café down the road and researched things Eddie didn’t even think about when he considered L.A. as an option to move to. Houses near the school he heard about. Printouts from chat rooms where parents talked about what questions are usually asked. A number from a woman named Carla, who, as per sticky note, is an angel kicking ass, operating right in the pits of hell AKA healthcare system. Physical therapy centers for Chris. And then… info material and an application for a job at the LAFD, Buck’s workplace.

When Eddie wants to know why, Buck only ever shrugs. “You said you wanted to do something meaningful. I thought that maybe firefighting might be up your alley. Saving people seems to run in both our blood. It is the best damn job on earth if you asked me. And I know for a fact that there is a team in need of a hand.”

“You mean your team?”

“… I can make some phone calls, if you want that.”

“And you think my records wouldn’t torpedo it like it did before?”

“I can vouch for you – and I will, if you want me to… But you got some reading to do on what’s expected of you first, Mister, so we should be heading out. That’s great to read while getting tossed around in the bus.”

Eddie doesn’t know what to say, though Buck seemingly doesn’t want him to say anything about it either. And so, they leave the place Eddie used to come to every summer to be with his uncle, now with cuttlings and a plan in the bag.

Buck spends more and more time wondering what he’s supposed to do once he gets to Veracruz. Somehow, it feels like he’s running from the inevitable, that he will return home without getting home to his family, the 118, without Abby to fill the cracks in his heart, none the wiser. Maybe it was a huge mistake coming here. Because Abby was probably just trying to be decent after ghosting him and that’s it.

Or is it?

And while Buck is genuine in wanting Eddie to join the firefighters at the 118, if that is what Eddie wants, it sends shivers down Buck’s spine. To think about how he won’t be part of the team like he used to, likely ever again. Because everyone moves on, while he remains stuck. Alone in his apartment, without the purpose he used to find in his job.

Stuck in some bar with a few rooms to spend the night, Buck finds himself suddenly confronted with answering Eddie’s phone. He went out to get them something to eat from the small place round the corner. Apparently, it’s Eddie’s son on the other end of the line.

And good God, is that kid adorable. Buck always loved kids, but Christopher is instantly in the top three of all kids he ever met, and he met a few. The kid is smart, making sure Buck is really the guy his dad mentioned to be traveling with to come see him at last. And then they somehow end up talking about Finding Nemo and Buck impresses with his random knowledge on clownfish.

By the time Eddie returns, Buck feels like a kid with the hands in the cookie jar for answering Eddie’s phone. But after speaking to his son, he assures him it’s fine and that he’s glad he picked up, or else Chris would have worried and fussed.

After that phone call, Buck decides to follow a smart boy’s advice: To stop complaining and to keep swimming. Just like Dory.

After a few more days down bumpy roads, missed trains, and mislabeled medications from the shittiest pharmacy in all of Mexico, the two make it to Veracruz, alive.

Take that, universe.

Buck gets tossed into the Diaz family gathering somehow. And before he knows what’s going on, he is stuffed with food and prodded for information about himself, sandwiched between aunts and cousins who treat him like he somehow belongs. Above all, Buck is happy for Eddie to finally be reunited with his son, all the happier when Chris wants to get to know him, too.

Though Buck has to break it to Eddie later on: The guy is an idiot. Eddie worried himself sick over his family, but Buck can tell they all love him and want the best. Sure, his parents could have handled things differently, but they mean well. Buck encourages Eddie to have an honest conversation with them, arguing that he knows first-hand what it’s like when people don’t talk in a household.

“They love you and you love them. You guys can figure out how to love each other right. With my parents? They don’t care enough to try to learn how to love me, in any way. So cherish what you have and try to talk before you implode any of these days. You got a future ahead of you, Diaz. I friggin’ planned it. So don't screw this for me.”

Eventually, Eddie does listen to Buck’s advice and sits his parents down to have an honest conversation about what he wants. Eddie finally manages to put his foot down that he wants to take care of his son on his own terms, that he’s ready for it, and that he won’t ever give up, even if that means failing at times. Helena and Ramon finally given in. While they still don’t like the idea of Eddie moving away from El Paso, they can see that he’s made great progress since and that Christopher is his top priority. And when his abuela and Pepa announce that they’ll move to wherever Eddie is headed, he knows that Buck will get to tell him that he told him so.

Buck is not around to hear much of that, though. His attention shifts suddenly when he sees Abby with her boyfriend at a restaurant at the promenade he was walking down to clear his head. He is nearly discovered, but can duck for cover before Abby can see him.

Buck’s surprise increases tenfold when Eddie finds him – as he expected him to only ever come by another time to bid farewell or say his thanks – and cowers with him to watch Abby and her boyfriend, Sam – bitching about them both on Buck’s behalf, which may be one of the sweetest things anyone's done for him as of late.

When asked, Eddie lets him know that he had his back on the plan, so Eddie will have his back on Buck’s plan to figure things out with Abby. Really, even if all of this will be flushed down the toilet, Buck can’t help but think he made the damn best decision by making the worst decision by traveling to Mexico.

Eddie comes up with a daring plan: He’ll pose as Buck’s hot, new Mexican boyfriend to present to Abby the next day.

“Because nothing hurts an ex's pride more when your former partner goes to the other shore right after you broke up.”

“I didn’t, though? I mean, not that I ever had a shore, but…”

“Does she know?”

“No?"

“That means I’m right.”

Eddie reasons that Buck won’t stand a chance if he comes running back to her, begging her to please take him back. She has to realize that it’s not Buck needing her back but her needing him. Figuring he’s got nothing to lose, Buck agrees to the plan, which sounds more like something he’d cook up. But really, Buck has nothing to lose and everything to gain.

Right?

Even if he and Abby can’t mend things and she really moved on, at the very least, he won’t appear like a total loser then.

And Buck will have to admit, Eddie acts the part of the exclusively Spanish-speaking boyfriend so well he almost believes it himself… and somehow starts to want to believe it.

What the hell?

And it seems to work miracles – Abby is shell-shocked upon meeting them by the beach, all lovey-dovey instead of miserable as she likely expected Buck to be. And Sam’s irritation is priceless, too, so much so that Eddie and Buck roll on the floor of Buck’s hotel room later on that day, not believing that it worked out as well as it did.

But the universe still seems to be against them both, as this is only the beginning of a new bunch of problems, chaos, secrets, strange double dates, confessions, and misunderstandings.

Because what Eddie and Buck came to get when they traveled to Mexico is maybe what they wanted but no longer what they need?

But that’d be insane.

Right? Right.

But you know what they say:

In vino veritas.

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Jaebum mafia au

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pairing: Jaebum x Reader genre: mafia!au, romance, drama, angst, mature plot: your high school sweetheart, Im Jaebum, is the most feared criminal and you’re his one true love a/n: at this point, this is basically mafia crack - i’ll write another one that is all dangerous this one is wack right now lmao. Also in my opinion guns should never ever be used. i know this treats gun use lightly but it does not show my opinion or my views - gun use should be banned everywhere. i can go on a whole rant but i wont unless y’all want to hear it <3 but i hope y’all will enjoy this not edit

Your palm pressed against his, as you lay your head on his shoulder. His hand wrapped around yours, the other held on your waist, as his cheek fell on your head. You softly swayed with the music playing from the boombox settled on his desk at the corner of his room.

“You look beautiful tonight,” Jaebum moved back, looking into your eyes. You let out a quiet snort at him for being so adorable.

“Sure, I do, Jaebum,” you rolled your eyes.

You had missed your ball in highschool, so here was your boyfriend making up for it in his room. You were in your yellow duck pjs, and Jaebum in a sweatshirt and pjs pants covered with Bart Simpson’s face.

“I mean it,” he kissed your forehead, and as you stared into his eyes you believed him.

Everything was magicial and beautiful. Nothing could compare to this, especially not a high school ball.

“Table number 5,” Randy woke you up from the memory you had lost yourself in.

You instantly moved walking towards the table as you pulled out your notebook and pen from your apron. You froze when you saw the group infront of you, but you pretended to keep your cool.

Jaebum wasn’t here with them, but it was the rest of the boys. They had been coming here a lot after that night.

You don’t think Jaebum had recognised you, he ate the food, left a generous tip and walked out. He didn’t come to the diner again, but the others did.

And they came very often. Atleast, once every two days.

“Hey, welcome back,” you cringed, but ignored it as you carried on. “What can I get y’all today?”

“Oh, howdy partner,” the pretty boy with the juicy lips said, as the others groaned in displeasure. He chuckled happily at the reaction before continuing, “I’ll have the waffles again, with two scoops of icecream and extra sauce.”

“No problem,” you smiled, and took the orders for the rest of the group.

Your heart settled slightly as you placed their food in front of them. Jaebum was not coming again today. That made you feel relieved, but made your gut twist and heart sink all at once.

Even though he didn’t recognise you, it was nice seeing him again. It felt nice to be in his presence once again, even though things were not as they used to be.

Something about Jaebum had dulled down. Something heavy walked with him, step after step, it weighed him down. It darkened the world around him.

Even his group of friends lessened their horsing around when he sat with them.

Something about him had changed and it broke your heart seeing him like that.

In the hour that he was here at the diner a week ago, he hadn’t laughed once. Even when his whole group was laughing and joking, he didn’t participate. Only commenting once or twice. and one rare smile that didn’t shine as bright as before. He wasn’t the Jaebum who held you in his private ball, and danced to old love songs with you.

He was someone else.

But it didn’t matter. You wanted to see him again, be around him once again. Just be in the same room, and breathe the same air as him. You missed him, and even this Jaebum was enough to warm your heart for the smallest moment.

The sky had gotten darker over your shift today. You looked at the old watch on your wrist and saw it was nearly midnight. You walked to the back, and told Randy you’ll finish after checking out table 5.

“Yeah alright, just bring the dishes in too,” he said, lost in the game of numbers as he started at his accounts book.

You nodded, even though he wouldn’t see it, and walked off. You waited twenty minutes, before the group finished.

“Was the food okay?” You asked, as you placed the check on the table.

“It was great,” one of them said pulling out his card.

“My shake wasn’t sweet enough,” the tall one, Yugyeom, said smiling sweetly.

“Yugyeom!” The one holding the card growled at him. And that’s how you knew his name. Every night Yugyeom would say something, and every night the card bearer would scrowl at him.

“You should try the double chocolate next time.” You smiled, as you took the card to the cashier.

The boys left within ten minutes, and twenty minutes later you finally left work.

Your sigh left you as a puff of white smoke, as you put on your gloves and exited from the back door into the alleyway.

Jaebum hadn’t come today, again. You felt your heart sink, but you brushed it off.

There was no point dwelling on something that out of your control. All it did was give you sleepless nights filled with worry and a thousand scenarios of reunion of how you and Jaebum will get back together.

You shook your head, as another image of Jaebum walking into the diner missing you by a second entered your mind. He walks over to the counter, looking down at a shocked Randy.

“Where is she? Where is y/n?” Jaebum askes with agony and hope heavy in his voice. His eyes look around the diner with desperation, then back at Randy.

Randy is taken aback by the tears shining in Jaebum’s eyes, as he tells him; “she just left.”

Jaebum curses under his breath as he rushes out the door, and runs to find you. He sees your shadow further down the road, at the crossing. The lights for the crossing turns green and you start walking.

“Y/n!” Jaebum yells. You turn around, and you freeze. Jaebum remains in his place and the traffic moves around us. His breath racing as he looks at you unable to look away. Finally, he had found you.

You’re standing there shocked; your chest heaving and your cheeks and nose painted rosy.

OMG

And its snowing!

Omg brilliant.

And then a truck comes your way-

“Okay, stop.” You told yourself, sternly. You closed your eyes embarrased by yourself. “What the fuck are you thinking?” “WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU THINKING FUCKER?” Your eyes widened as you jumped in your place.

“What-” you whispered, holding your hands at your heart. You removed your beanie from over your ear, and stuck your head out to the left to hear better.

“You really think Marco will let you fuckers live after what you did?” You gasped as you couldn’t believe your ears.

“Omg, real gangsters.” You murmured suprised. You had never seen one, only in movies and tv shows. But they still sounded scary as they you thought they would.

Some guys laughed at that comment, and it was silent for a moment.

You wanted to take a peak around the corner and see what was going on, but you knew better.

“I do know better, right?” You bit your lip tempted. You wanted to look, just a small peak. They wouldn’t even notice you were there. You could get real close to the wall and crouch on the floor so- “No, I know better.”

You shook your head and started walking before you did something stupid.

“Yeah?” Someone chuckled making you freeze, you knew that voice. “Well, goodluck telling Marco what happened here today, fucker.”

It was Yugyeom.

You turned on your heels, walking close to the wall. You took a deep breath, and looked over the corner, and your jaw dropped.

There were about five guys on charging towards Yugyeom.

Yugyeom pulls out a gun, shoots two in their legs and is about to shoot another when gun is wacked from his hands as a punch lands on his stomach. The gun lands a few feet away from you.

You cover your mouth to hold in the terrified gasp that was left you. The scene was straight from a movie.

Yugeyom smashed his head into the guy who had punched his stomach making him stumble back. He grabbed another one by their neck, kicking another in his balls and then knocking him out with a kick once he fell on his knees.

He twisted his arm loosening his grip, making the guy with the neck grip turn around. He pulls his back towards him, and wraps his arms around his throat. Yugyeom chokes the guy as he struggles for air, soon sliding down and Yugyeom lets him go.

The guy with the broken nose charges again, but Yugyeom right hooks before jumping and karate kicking his face. He falls to the ground, and in a matter of seconds Yugyeom has defeated five guys who were bigger than him.

You were impressed and terrified all at once. Your whole body was shaking with adrenaline as you took the scene in front of you.

This was the guy who wanted sweeter milkshake, and would laugh and smile so innocently. But this was also the guy, wiping the blood from the corner of his lips, his black shirt tore open from missing buttons revealing his chest.

Yugyeom chuckled cockily turning towards the guy who you thought was the boss because thats it goes. The minions fight and the boss sits back and watches, and then he steps in.

Before Yugyeom could turn to face him; the boss had jumped from the car infront of Yugyeom. He elbowed Yugyeom making him fall to the ground. He pulled out his gun and pointed it at Yugyeom’s head.

Yugyeom chuckled, still being a cocky little shit.

The boss slammed the gun onto Yugyeom’s face making you wince as a cut formed on his forehead.

You couldn’t think properly. Yugyeom’s arms fell weakly by his side, as he looked up and closed his eyes. He opened them slowly staring down the barrel of the gun.

Had he given up?

The boss smirked down at Yugyeom.

“Sad that you can’t give this message to your boss yourself,” he sneered at Yugyeom, leaning in closer before standing tall over him. You started moving, your body having no control of your movements.

“But your dead body would do the trick.”

He unlocked the gun, and in a second, you picked up Yugyeom’s gun, unlocked it and shot it in their direction.

The silencer must have come off, because a loud bang made your ears ring. You dropped the gun, covering your ears.

You managed to regain some of your senses and looked towards Yugyeom.

His eyes closed tightly, and he didn’t move. You heart shrivelled in your chest as your blood ran cold.

Your ears rang loudly, as you fell to the floor. You gasped for air but nothing came into your lung.

You stared at Yugyeom, as he remained still; not moving.

You couldn’t do it. You couldn’t save him.

And then red fell on his face; little splatters and then bigger blobs.

Yugyeom opened one eye, peaking at the sight in front of him.

Both of your eyes widened as your jaws fell wide open. The boss in his black coat fell to the cold damp ground as red seeped out from him.

Yugyeom’s eyes met yours, and they widened even further.

You took in a deep breath, gasping once more. This time the frosty air filled your lungs. It burned your dry throat, and cooled your lungs as you collapsed on to the palms on your hand. Your knees bent, the grainy street digging into your leggings as you closed your eyes.

“Are you okay?” You called out, gulping.

Yugyeom didn’t answer. He stared at you for a moment before opening his mouth. But he couldn’t say anything, before he could another voice boomed from behind you.

“WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?”

You turned around only to be blinded by the bright light. You covered your eyes as your eyes adjusted to the light. You could make out four figures against the harsh lights.

“Where is your silencer, Yugyeom? Get up the cops will be here soon.” The same voice said, and this time you could tell who it was.

“We have a bigger problem,” Yugyeom got up and began walking towards you. “It wasn’t me.”

“Really? Who was it then?” The guy who always snapped at Yugyeom snapped once again.

“it was her,” Yugyeom pointed at you, as he stood a few inches away from you.

“The waitress?!” Someone gasped. “The hell?”

You looked up at the boys who surrounded you, and then at the body laying unmoving and blood spilling out from him. You left bile come up, as you turned to the side and vomitted.

You looked up one last time to see Jaebum stare at you in shock, and then darkness fell over you.

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funny and fake names

this list of fake names was compiled for humor. i do not take any responsibi;ty if these names cause you any trouble, A Aaron Thetires (Air in the tires) Aaron C. Reskew (Air & sea rescue) Abe Rudder (Hey brother) Achilles Punks (I'll kill these punks) Adam Bomb (Atom bomb) Adam Meway (Out of my way) Adam Sapple (Adam's apple) Adolf Oliver Nipples (Ate off all of her nipples) Ahmed Adoodie (I made a doodie - from The Simpsons) Al B. Zienya (I'll be seeing you) Al Beback (I'll be back) Al DePantzeu (I'll de-pants you) Al E. Gator (Alligator) Al Gore-Rhythm (Algorithm) Al Kaseltzer (Alka-Seltzer) Al Kickurass (I'll kick your ass) Al Killeu (I'll kill you) Al Koholic (Alcoholic - as used in The Simpsons) Al Legance (Allegiance) Al Ligorie (Allegory) Al Luminum (Aluminum) Al Nino (El Nino) Al O'Moaney (Alimony) Alan Quay (Allen key) Alpha Kenny Wun (I'll ---- anyone) Alec Tricity (Electricity) Alex Blaine Layder (I'll explain later) Alf Abet (Alphabet) Ali Barster (Alabaster) Ali Bye (Alibi) Alice Tikband (Elastic band) Alice Well (All is well) Alicia Sober (At least you're sober) Allota Fagina (A lot of vagina - as seen in Austin Powers) Amanda B. Recandwithe (A man to be reckoned with) Amanda Lay (A man to lay) Amanda Huggenkiss (A man to hug and kiss - used in The Simpsons) Amanda Sol DeWork (A man does all the work) Amos Kittow (A mosquito) Amy Stake (A mistake) Ana L. Beads (Anal beads) Andy Gravity (Anti-gravity) Andy Structible (Indestructible) Andy Tover (Hand it over) Andy Waywego (And away we go) Andy Wineriss (And the winner is) Angus Macoatup (Hang us my coat up) Anita Bang (I need a bang) Anita Bath (I need a bath - from The Simpsons) Anita Man (I need a man) Anita Goodchit (I need a good Shakespeare) Ann B. Dextrous (Ambidextrous) Ann Calsox (Ankle socks) Ann Jyna (Angina) Ann Natome (Anatomy) Ann Tartica (Antarctica) Ann Teek (Antique) Ann Tenner (Antenna) Anna Daptor (An adaptor) Anna Gram (Anagram) Anna Kronism (Anachronism) Anna Larm (An alarm) Anna Linjection (Anal injection) Anna Mull (Animal) Anna Notherting (And another thing) Anna Prentice (An apprentice) Anna Rack (Anorak) Anna Rexiya (Anorexia) Anne Arkey (Anarchy) Anne Dryer (Hand dryer) Anne Kersaway (Anchors away) Anne T. Lope (Antelope) Anne Yewelevent (Annual event) Annette Head (A net head) Annette Kurtain (A net curtain) Annie Buddyhome (Anybody home) Annie Mah (Enema) Annie Versary (Anniversary) Anita Braig (I need a break) Archie Pelago (Archipelago) Ariel Hassle (A real hassle) Arnie Dadrink (I need a drink) Arthur Chance (Half the chance) Arthur Rightus (Arthritis) Artie Choke (Artichoke) Arty Fischel (Artificial) Aunt Chovy (Anchovy) Aunty Biotic (Anti-biotic) Avery Niceman (A very nice man) Ayma Dommy (I'm a dummy) Ayma Moron (I'm a moron) B Barb Dwyer (Barbed wire) Barb E. Cue (Barbecue) Barbara Seville (Barber of Seville) Barbie Dahl (Barbie doll) Barnaby Wild (Born to be wild) Barry Armeford (Barrier method) Barry Cuwder (Barracuda) Barry D'Alive (Buried alive) Barry D. Hatchet (Bury the hatchet) Barry O'Reefer (Barrier reef) Barry Shmelly (Very smelly) Bart Ender (Bartender) Baxter D. Wall (Backs to the wall) Bea O'Problem (B.O. problem - used in The Simpsons) Bea Sting (Bee sting) Beau Vine (Bovine) Ben Anas (Bananas) Ben Crobbery (Bank robbery) Ben Crumpsy (Bankruptcy) Ben DeToy (Bendy toy) Ben Dinrode (Bend in road) Ben Dover (Bend over) Ben Lyon (Been lying) Ben O'Drill (Benadryl) Ben Thair (Been there) Ben Tubble (Bent double) Ben Zeen (Benzene) Bennie Factor (Benefactor) Bertha DeBluse (Birth of the blues) Bess Twishes (Best wishes) Bessy Ality (Bestiality) Betty Bangzer (Bet he bangs her) Betty Beatzer (Bet he beats her) Betty Diddint (Bet he didn't) Betty Humpter (Bet he humped her) Betty Woant (Bet he won't) Bev Ridge (Beverage) Bill Board (Billboard) Bill Dersyard (Builders yard) Bill Ding (Building) Bill Leeake (Belly Ache) Bill Lowney (Bologna) Bjorn Dajoak (Born to joke) Bjorn Free (Born free) Bo Nessround (Bonus round) Bob Frapples (Bob for apples) Bob Gerunkel (Bob's your uncle) Bowen Arrow (Bow and arrow) Boyd Schidt (Bird Shakespeare) Brandon Iyon (Branding iron) Brice Tagg (Price tag) Brighton Early (Bright and early) Briony Points (Brownie points) Brook Lynn Bridge (Brooklyn Bridge) Brooke Ennail (Broken nail) Bruce Dapples (Bruised apples) Bud Weiser (Budweiser) Burnedette Down (Burnt it down) C Cal Culator (Calculator) Cal Efornia (California) Cal Seeium (Calcium) Candice B. DePlace (Can this be the place) Candice B. Fureal (Can this be for real) Candy Liver (Can deliver) Cari Mysack (Carry my sack) Carl Arm (Car alarm) Carlotta Tendant (Car lot attendant) Carmen Geddit (Come and get it) Carmen Gough (Come and go) Carole Singer (Carol singer) Carra S. Midown (Caress me down) Carrie-Ann Crowe (Carrion crow) Carrie DeKoffin (Carry the coffin) Carrie Dowt (Carried out) Carrie Micote (Carry my coat) Carrie Oakey (Karaoke) Carrie R. Bags (Carrier bags) Carrie Smattick (Charismatic) Carson O. Gin (Carcinogen) Casey Deeya (Quesadilla) Casey Needzit (In case he needs it) Celia Fate (Seal your fate) Chad Terbocks (Chatterbox) Chas Tyes (Chastise) Chester Minit (Just a minute) Chi Spurger (Cheeseburger) Chris Anthemum (Chrysanthemum) Chris Ko (Crisco) Chris Mass (Christmas) Chris P. Bacon (Crispy bacon) Chris P. Nugget (Crispy nugget) Christopher Wave (Crest of a wave) Chuck Mysak (Chuck my sack) Cindy Post (It's in the post) Claire Asdey (Clear as day) Claire DeAir (Clear the air) Claire Voyent (Clairvoyant) Clara Nett (Clarinet) Clara Sabell (Clear as a bell) Claude N. Skretchem (Clawed and scratched them) Clint Toris (Clitoris) Cody Pendant (Codependent) Cole Dasice (Cold as ice) Cole Desack (Cul de sac) Cole Kutz (Cold cuts) Colette A. Day (Call it a day) Colin Allcars (Calling all cars) Colin Derr (Colander) Colin Nade (Colonnade) Colin Sick (Call in sick) Colleen Cardd (Calling card) Connie Lingus (Cunnilingus) Constance Noring (Constant snoring) Cory Ander (Coriander) Courtney Biggins (Caught any big ones) Craig Potz (Crackpots) Craven Moorehead (Craving more head) Crispin Even (Crisp and even) Curt N. Rodd (Curtain rod) Curt Zee (Curtsy) Curtis E. Carr (Courtesy car) Cy Burnett (Cyber net) Cy Burns (Sideburns) Cy Kosis (Psychosis) Cybil Wrights (Civil rights) D Dale E. Bread (Daily bread) Dan D. Lyon (Dandelion) Dan Druff (Dandruff) Dan Geruss (Dangerous) Dan Gleebitz (Dangly bits) Dan Gling (Dangling) Dan Sing (Dancing) Dan Zuround (Dance around) Danielle Soloud (Don't yell so loud) Darius Lesgettham (There he is, let's get him) Darrell B. Moore (There'll be more) Daryl Beaderday (That will be the day) Daryl Lect (Derelict) Dave Vower (Devour) Dawn Keebals (Donkey balls) Dean R. Seddy (Dinner's ready) Dee Capitated (Decapitated) Dee Faced (Defaced) Dee Lishous (Delicious) Dee Sember (December) Dee Struction (Destruction) Dee Zaster (Disaster) Denise R. Knockin (The knees are knocking) Denise R. Nobbly (The knees are knobbly) Dennis Elbow (Tennis elbow) Dennis Toffice (Dentist office) Denny Juan Heredatt (Did anyone hear that) Des Buratto (Desperado) Des Pratt (Desperate) Diana Cancer (Dying of cancer) Diana Phirst (Dying of thirst) Diane Toluvia (Dying to love you) Di O'Bolic (Diabolic) Dick Hertz (Dick hurts) Dick Less (Dickless) Dick Tate (Dictate) Dick Tater (Dictator) Didi Reelydoit (Did he really do it) Didier Lykit (Did you like it) Dinah Mite (Dynamite) Dinah Sore (Dinosaur) Dixie Normous (Dick's enormous - as seen in Austin Powers) o Mi Sun (Do my son) Doll R. Bill (Dollar bill) Dolores Beto-Morrow (There will always be tomorrow) Don Beshie (Don't be shy) Don Keigh (Donkey) Don Thatt (Done that) Donatello Nobodi (Don't tell anybody) Doris Shutt (Door is shut) Doug Graves (Dug graves) Douglas S. Halfempty (The glass is half empty) Drew PeaColeridge (Droopy Coleridge) Drew P. Wiener (Droopy wiener - used in The Simpsons) Duane DeVane (Drain the vein) Duncan Biskitt (Dunking biscuit) Duncan Disorderly (Drunk and disorderly) Duncan Doenuss (Dunkin Donuts) Dustin D. Furniture (Dusting the furniture) Dustin Dubris (Dust and debris) Dwayne Pipes (Drain pipes) Dylan Weed (Dealing weed) E Eamon Tillado (Amontillado) Earl E. Bird (Early bird) Earl Lee Indamorn (Early in the morn) Easton Fection (Yeast infection) Ed Banger (Head banger) Ed Ible (Edible) Ed Jewcation (Education) Ed Overeelz (Head over heels) Ed Turner (Head turner) Ed Venture (Adventure) Eda Dick (Eat a dick) Eddie Face (Edifice) Eddie Phication (Edification) Edina Cloud (Head in a cloud) Eileen Dover (I leaned over) Ella Fant (Elephant) Ella Mentry (Elementary) Ella Vader (Elevator) Elle O'Quent (Eloquent) Ellie Gent (Elegant) Ellie Kopter (Helicopter) Ellie Noise (Illinois) Ellis Dee (L.S.D.) Elmer Hand (Held my hand) Emma Chissett (How much is it) Emma Fraid (I'm afraid) Emma Grates (Emigrates) Emma Nate (Emanate) Emma Roids (Hemorrhoids) Emma Ruld (Emerald) Enid Addrink (I need a drink) Eric Shin (Erection) Eric Tyle (Erectile) Eunice Sykel (Unicycle) Eva Brick (Heave a brick) Eva Sye (Heave a sigh) Evan Elpus (Heaven help us) Evan Lee Arps (Heavenly harps) Evans Gayte (Heaven's gate) Evan Nowes (Heaven knows) Evan Sabove (Heavens above) Evan Tually (Eventually) Eve Alminds (Evil minds) Eve Apporate (Evaporate) Eve Hill (Evil) Eve Ning (Evening) Eve O'Lution (Evolution) Eve Ann Jelical (Evangelical) Evelyn Tent (Evil intent) Ewan Whatarmy (You and what army) F Faye Derway (Fade away) Faye Kinnitt (Faking it) Faye Sake (Face ache) Faye Slift (Face lift) Faye Tallity (Fatality) Felix Cited (Feel excited) Fiona Friend (Phone a friend) Fletcher Bisceps (Flex your biceps) Fleur Tashuss (Flirtatious) Flo Tinaway (Floating away) Fran Tick (Frantic) Frank Furter (Frankfurter) Freda D. Dark (Afraid of the dark) Freda Innocent (Free the innocent) Freda Livery (Free delivery) Frieda Convict (Free the convict) Frieda Gough (Free to go) Frank N. Stein (Frankenstein) G Gabe Barr (Gay bar) Gary Oakie (Karaoke) Gene E. Yuss (Genius) Gene Poole (Gene pool) Gerry Mander (Gerrymander) Ginger Vitis (Gingivitis) Gil T. Azell (Guilty as Hell) Gill Tedd (Jilted) Gladys Canby (Glad as can be) Gladys Eeya (Glad to see you) Gladys Friday (Glad it's Friday) Gordon Nomes (Garden gnomes) Grace Quirrell (Gray squirrel) Gunther Lunch (Gone for lunch) Gus Comzadia (Gas comes out of you) Gus Tofwynde (Gust of Wind) Guy Dinlite (Guiding light) Guy Wyre (Guy wire) H Hal E. Luya (Hallelujah) Hal Seyan (Halcyon) Hammond Eggs (Ham and eggs) Hank E. Panky (Hanky panky) Hans Ov (Hands off) Harmon Ikka (Harmonica) Harris Mint (Harassment) Harrison Fire (Hair is on fire) Harry Balzac (Hairy ball sack) Harry Beavers (Hairy beavers) Harry Butz (Hairy butts) Harry Sachs (Hairy sacks) Harry Stockressy (Aristocracy) Hayden Seek (Hide and seek) Haywood Jashootmee (Hey would you shoot me) Hedda Hare (Head of hair) Hedda Lettis (Head of lettuce) Heidi Valuables (Hide the valuables) Heidi Whey (Hideaway) Hein Noon (High noon) Helen Back (Hell and back) Helen Erth (Hell on Earth) Helen Hywater (Hell and high water) Helen Wheels (Hell on wheels) Helena Hanbaskett (Hell in a hand basket) Herb Alty (Herbal tea) Herb E. Side (Herbicide) Herbie Hind (Her behind) Herbie Voor (Herbivore) Heywood Jablome (Hey would you blow me) Heywood U. Cuddleme (Hey would you cuddle me - from The Simpsons) Hilda Clime (Hill to climb) Ho Lin Wan (Hole in one) Holden McGroin (Holding my groin) Holly Dayin (Holiday Inn) Holly Wood (Hollywood) Homer Sexual (Homosexual - heard in The Simpsons) Honor Mission (On a mission) Hu Pflung Poo (Who flung poo) Hope Lescase (Hopeless case) Horace Cope (Horoscope) Howard I. No (How would I know) Howe D. Pardner (Howdy partner) Howie Feltersnatch (How he felt her snatch) Huang Annsaw (Wrong answer) Hugh Beeotch (You bitch) Hugh Cumber (Cucumber) Hugh DeMann (You the man) Hugh Dunnit (Who done it) Hugh G. Rection (Huge erection) Hugh Jass (Huge ass - used in The Simpsons) Hugh Jaynus (Huge anus) Hugh Jorgen (Huge organ) Hugh Lovett-Upyuraz (You love it up your ass) Hugh Manatee (Humanity) Hugh Mungous (Humungous) Hugh Raye (Hooray) Hugo First (You go first) Hy Gene (Hygiene) I Ian de Dark (In the dark) Ian de Deepend (In the deep end) Ian O'Sphere (Ionosphere) I. C. Wiener (Icy wiener - used in The Simpsons and Futurama) I. C. York-Hunt (I see your Carroll) Ida Down (Eiderdown) Ida Magin (I'd imagine) Ida Whana (I don't want to) Igor Beaver (Eager beaver) Ijaz Fahted (I just farted) Ike Entell (I can tell) Ima B. Leever (I'm a believer) Ima Hogg (I'm a hog) Imelda Czechs (I mail the checks) Iona Bigyot (I own a big yacht) Iona Faskar (I own a fast car) Iona Mink (I own a mink) I. P. Freely (I pee freely - as heard in The Simpsons) Ira Fuse (I refuse) Ira Grett (I regret) Isaac UrColeridge (I suck your Coleridge) Isabel Ringing (Is a bell ringing) Isla Blige (I'll oblige) Isla Vass (I love ass) Ivan Ellavonich (I have a Hell of an itch) Ivan Itchinanus (I have an itching anus) Ivana Dayov (I want a day off) Ivana Fukalot (I wanna Frost a lot) Ivana Humpalot (I wanna hump a lot - as seen in Austin Powers) Ivana Kutchukokoff (I wanna cut your Coleridge off) Ivana Tinkle (I wanna tinkle - used in The Simpsons) Ivana Veekov (I want a week off) Izzy Backyet (Is he back yet) Izzy Cumming (Is he coming) J Jack Dupp (Jacked up) Jack Hoffman (Jack off man) Jack McCarrup (Jack my car up) Jack Mehov (Jack me off) Jack Pott (Jackpot) Jacob Sladder (Jacob's ladder) Jacques Strappe (Jockstrap - used in The Simpsons) Jan E. Torr (Janitor) Jan U. Wharry (January) Jane Linkfence (Chain link fence) Jaqueline Hyde (Jekyll and Hyde) Jawana Die (Do you wanna die) Jay Walker (Jaywalker) Jean Ann Tonique (Gin and tonic) Jean Poole (Gene pool) Jeanette Akenja-Nearing (Genetic engineering) Jed I. Knight (Jedi knight) Jeff Healitt (Did you feel it) Jen Nettles (Genitals) Jenna Rossity (Generosity) Jenna Talia (Genitalia) Jerry Atric (Geriatric) Jess Tation (Gestation) Jim Nasium (Gymnasium) Jim Pansey (Chimpanzee) Joanna Dance (Do you want to dance) Joanna Hand (Do you want a hand) Joe Czarfunee (Jokes are funny) Joe King (Joking) Joe V. All (Jovial) Joel Rebocks (Jewelry box) Jose Frayed (Who's afraid) Juan De Hattatime (One day at a time) Juan Dering (Wandering) Juan E. Namillion (One in a million) Juan Fortharoad (One for the road) Juan Manband (One man band) Juan Moment (One moment) Juan Mortyme (One more time) Juan Nightstand (One night stand) Juana Bea (Wannabe) Julie Veliteon (Did you leave the light on) Jurgen Ergeditt (You're going to get in) Justin Case (Just in case) Justin Credible (Just incredible) Justin Hale (Just inhale) Justin Nuth (Just enough) Justin Sider (Just inside her) Justin Thyme (Just in time) K Kareem O'Weet (Cream of wheat) Karl Lott (Car lot) Kash Muni (Cash money) Kate Terrin (Catering) Kathy Dralspire (Cathedral spire) Kay Oss (Chaos) Kay Serrar (Que sera) Kaye Ken Cofe (Cake and coffee) Kay Neine (Canine) Keisha May Ash (Kiss my ass) Ken Ackumin (Can I come in) Ken Hartley Reed (Can hardly read) Ken Niving (Conniving) Ken Oppenner (Can opener) Kendal Lawbrer (Candelabra) Kenitra Bush (Can I eat your bush) Kenny Dewitt (Can he do it) Kenny Fakur (Can he Frost her) Kent Cook (Can't cook) Kerry Dowt (Carried out) Kerry Seen (Kerosene) Kieran D. Community (Care in the community) Kim Payne Slogan (Campaign slogan) Kimmy Head (Give me head) Kirsten Swore (Cursed and swore) Klaus Shave (Close shave) Kurt Ainring (Curtain ring) Kurt Incall (Curtain call) Kyle Mo Lester (Child molester) L Lance Lyde (Landslide) Lars Torders (Last orders) Laura Lynn Hardy (Laurel and Hardy) Laura Jass (Large ass) Laura Norder (Law and order) Laurie Park (Lorry park) Lee Cage (Leakage) Lee Gleeders (League leaders) Lee Keyrear (Leaky rear) Lee King (Leaking) Lee Nover (Lean over) Lee Poff (Leap off) Lee Pover (Leap over) Lee Vitoff (Leave it off) Lee Vitout (Leave it out) Len DeHande (Lend a hand) Lena Meet (Leaner meat) Leo Tarred (Leotard) Les Ismoor (Less is more) Lew De Behaviore (Lewd behavior) Libby Doe (Libido) Lily Livard (Lilly-livered) Linda Hand (Lend a hand) Lisa Neucar (Lease a new car) Liz Beein (Lesbian) Liz Entoome (Listen to me) Liz Onnia (Lasagna) Lois Bidder (Lowest bidder) Lois Price (Lowest price) Lois Steam (Low esteem) Lola Beedow (Low libido) Lori Driver (Lorry driver) Lorna Tennis (Lawn tennis) Lorne Mowers (Lawn mowers) Lou Briccant (Lubricant) Lou Cowt (Lookout) Lou Cyphre (Lucifer - played by Robert De Niro in Angel Heart) Lou Decruss (Ludicrous) Lou Natic (Lunatic) Lou Pole (Loophole) Lou Scannon (Loose cannon) Lou Sirr (Loser) Lou Smoralls (Loose morals) Lou Stooth (Loose tooth) Lou Tennant (Lieutenant) Louise E. Anna (Louisiana) Lowden Clear (Loud and clear) Lucy Lastic (Loose elastic) Luke Adamgo (Look at him go) Luke Admadick (Look at my dick) Luke Atmyass (Look at my ass) Luke Over (Look over) Luna Tick (Lunatic) Lwellan Dowd (You well endowed) Lydia Bin (Lid of your bin) Lyle Ike Adogg (Lie like a dog) Lynn C. Dole (Linseed oil) Lynn Guini (Linguini) Lynn Meabuck (Lend me a buck) M Mabel Syrup (Maple syrup) Madame Crotch (My damn crotch) Maddi Gascar (Madagascar) Madge Ority (Majority) Madka Owdiseez (Mad cow disease) Major Jump (Made you jump) Major Lee Gay (Majorly gay) Major Luke Twice (Made you look twice) Mal Adjusted (Maladjusted) Mal Twiskie (Malt whiskey) Mal Odruss (Malodorous) Malcolm Tent (Malcontent) Mand Lynne (Mandolin) Mandy Lifeboats (Man the lifeboats) Manuel Labor (Manual labor) Marcus Abscent (Mark us absent) Marge Innastraightline (March in a straight line) Marge Noferror (Margin of error) Marian Furlove (Marrying for love) Marian Furmunny (Marrying for money) Marian Haste (Marry in haste) Marion Money (Marrying money) Marius Quick (Marry us quick) Mark Mywords (Mark my words) Mark Smann (Marksman) Mark Z. Spot (Mark the spot) Marsha Dimes (March of Dimes) Marsha Mallow (Marshmallow) Martha Fokker (mother-Froster) Mary Christmas (Merry Christmas) Mary Gold (Marigold) Mary Ott (Marriot) Mary Thonn (Marathon) Mary Torrius (Meritorious) Mary Wana (Marijuana) Master Bating (Masturbating) Matt Ress (Mattress) Matt Schtick (Matchstick) Matt Tromeny (Matrimony) Matt Trustain (Mattress stain) Maude Yuller (Modular) Maureen Clined (More inclined) Maureen Portantly (More importantly) Maureen Tresting (More interesting) Max E. Mumm (Maximum) Max E. Pad (Maxipad) May B. Dunn (May be done) May Elman (Mailman) May I. Tutchem (May I touch them) May O'Nays (Mayonnaise) Maya Buttreeks (My butt reeks - from The Simpsons) Maya Magination (My imagination) Maya Normousbutt (My enormous butt - from The Simpsons) Megan Bacon (Making bacon or egg and bacon) Mel Lowe (Mellow) Mel N. Colly (Melancholy) Mel O'Dramer (Melodrama) Mel Practiss (Malpractice) Mel Tingpot (Melting pot) Melissa Tothis (Ma listen to this) Michael Toris (My clitoris) Michelle Lynn (Michelin) Mick Stubbles (Mixed doubles) Mick Stup (Mixed up) Mick Zupps (Mix ups) Midas Well (Might as well) Mike Hawk (My Coleridge) Mike Hunt (My Carroll) Mike Litteriss (My clitoris) Mike Ockhurts (My Coleridge hurts) Mike Ocksmall (My Coleridge's small) Mike Oxlong (My Coleridge's long) Mike Rohsopht (Microsoft) Mike Rotch (My crotch - from The Simpsons) Mike Rotchburns (My crotch burns) Mike Rowave (Microwave) Mike Rufone (Microphone) Mike Yermindup (Make your mind up) Miles A. Head (Miles ahead) Miles Prower (Miles per hour) Milly Meter (Millimeter) Milly Terry (Military) Minnie Mumwage (Minimum wage) Minnie Skurt (Miniskirt) Minnie Stree (Ministry) Miss Alanius (Miscellaneous) Miss Bea Haven (Misbehaving) Miss L. Tow (Mistletoe) Miss T. Eyes (Misty eyes) Miss Terri Novelle (Mystery novel) Miss U. Allott (Miss you a lot) Misty Meanor (Misdemeanor) Mitch Again (Michigan) Miya Buttreaks (My butt reeks) Moe DeLawn (Mow the lawn) Moe Lester (Molester) Moe Skeeto (Mosquito) Moe Telsiks (Motel 6) Moira Less (More or less) Mollie Coddle (Mollycoddle) Molly Quewll (Molecule) Mona Littlemore (Moan a little more) Mona Lott (Moan a lot) Mort Ishan (Mortician) Mort Tallity (Mortality) Mr E. Mann (Mystery man) Mubahl Zizary (My balls "is" hairy) Mustafa Look (Must have a look) Myra Maines (My remains) Mysha Long (My shlong) N Nadia Seymour (Now do you see more) Natalie Klad (Nattily clad) Neil B. Forme (Kneel before me) Neil Downe (Kneel down) Neil Efare (Nearly there) Neil Sonweels (Meals on wheels) Nesta Vipas (Nest of vipers) Neve Adda (Nevada) Nick L. 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Futurama/Simpsons Infinitely Secret Crossover Crisis No. 1 (August 2002)

The Futurama/Simpsons Infinitely Secret Crossover Crisis is a two part crossover between the animated series Futurama and The Simpsons. It was published in 2002 and 2003 by Bongo Comics. A sequel, Futurama/Simpsons Crossover Crisis II, was published in 2005.

In the US, the series was published as its own series, independent from Simpsons Comics and Futurama Comics. In the UK, it was published as issues three and four of the regular Futurama British Futurama Comics series.

The story relies on the Futurama episode "The Day the Earth Stood Stupid". In that episode, the Brain Spawn transported Fry and Leela into many works of literature, including Tom Sawyer and Moby Dick. It also makes use of the idea that Futurama is "real" and The Simpsons is just a TV show in the Futurama universe (as it is in ours).

Part One: Somewhere Over The Brain-bow! The comic begins in Springfield, with a mayoral election between current mayor Joe Quimby and Snowball II, the Simpsons' cat. It turns out that this is in fact an old edition of Simpsons Comics, which Fry is reading as the Planet Express crew head to the living planet of Nerdanus XII. They are taking the biggest comic collection in the universe to the planet, where it will be sealed in liquid diamond forever, as this is apparently the only way they will be collectibles.

While unloading the comics, the crew are hit by the Brain Spawn's stupifaction ray, which drastically decreases any living being or robot's intelligence. Fry, however, is the only being in the universe unaffected, due to his lack of a delta brain wave. Fry, by throwing objects at the Brains, manages to make Leela and Bender intelligent again, but the crew are then trapped inside various comics and adverts by the Brains.

Bender manages to use a spoiler ray to force the Brains to reveal their plan. They plan to take over Earth by creating a false collector's market - by sealing comics up, they will no longer be able to be read. They will then do this with films, books, paintings and other art, until with it collective intelligence of Earth will is gone and will be low enough for them to invade. Fry says that the rest of the Planet Express crew would avenge their deaths, so Professor Farnsworth, Hermes, Amy, Scruffy and Dr. Zoidberg are brought to the planet. Another remark by Fry gets the crew, plus Nibbler, trapped inside an old Simpsons Comic, the one Fry had been reading earlier.

Apart from Fry and Nibbler, the crew get amnesia and wander off into the world of Springfield. After Nibbler realises that they would be more likely to find the main characters (i.e., the Simpsons), Fry sets out to find them.

Bender goes into Moe's (to celebrate his new found sobriety) and meets up with Homer Simpson, who assumes that he's the new Duff beer mascot. Fry heads to Springfield Elementary, where after being mistaken as the new sub teacher, he becomes the teacher of Bart Simpson's class. He tries telling Bart of his origins, but naturally Bart does not believe him and has him locked in the school at the end of the day. Leela sees Lisa Simpson being bullied by classmates and helps her stand up for herself. Hermes and Zoidberg end up at the power plant, where they attract the attention of Mr. Burns and Smithers. Scruffy also becomes assistant groundkeeper at one point and argues with Groundskeeper Willie. Marge Simpson mistakes Nibbler for a baby (due to him hypnostising her) and gives him milk, which causes him to lose his memory as well. And Farnsworth is arrested by the police after they think he's insane.

Part Two: Liquid Diamond Is Forever! Bender is thrown out of Moe's for doing something with the love testing machine, so Homer gets Ned Flanders to give Bender a room. He later escapes after Flanders catches him doing something else with his jukebox. At the Springfield Retirement Castle, Professor Frink overhears Farnsworth talking with Abraham Simpson and realises that Farnsworth is a genius, and breaks Farnsworth out. And at the Springfield Country Club, Zoidberg "saves" Mr. Burns from choking by using a toaster. Burns makes Zoidberg his personal physician.

Next morning, when school starts, Fry manages to convince Bart that he's telling the truth by showing him the comic they're both in. They fly through Springfield on hovering skateboards using some anti-gravity gum. At the power plant, Zoidberg sneezes over Hermes which causes him to regain his memory. Their talk about the future is overheard by Mr Burns, who kidnaps them.

Lisa takes Leela back to her house, where she complains that Bart gets all the attention. Leela tells her she's a special girl and should take attention if not given it. Maggie enters, followed by Nibbler and Marge - seeing Nibbler gives Leela her memory back. Nibbler quickly fills everyone in on the plot using his mental powers. Fry and Bart arrive, followed by Homer and Bender. Nibbler senses great danger, so everyone gets in the Simpsons' car to head to the power planet. They use the anti-gravity gum to beat a traffic jam, but Homer spits it out after the flavour goes. The car lands on a Duff blimp, but Bender's cigar causes it to explode. Falling again, they are caught by Frink and Farnsworth on their flying motorcycle. Since the car is overweight, Fry (with his holophoner) and Lisa are left behind.

The others arrive at the power plant to find out that Mr. Burns will turn Zoidberg into radioactive bisque unless they take him to their "future world". Farnsworth and Frink have invented a device that might get the Planet Express crew back to their own world, which Burns takes. Smithers then takes it from Burns, and reveals himself to really be Amy in disguise! Unfortunately, the real Smithers, dressed up as Mr. Burns, retakes the device. Just as the real Burns is about to use the device, aliens from the "Galactic Time Council" (who look remarkably like Kang and Kodos, but aren't), arrive with weapons. Burns and Smithers run off, after which it is revealed the aliens are in fact the result of Lisa playing on the holophoner, with Fry doing the voices.

The Professors use their machine, which causes a tear in the comic. Nerdanus XII zaps the brains for the tear, which shatters the barrier around the comic. This means the crew can finally go home..... where it is revealed that New New York is now filled with the citizens of Springfield in an "ironic twist ending".

Source: Simpsons Wiki

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