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“enemies to lovers” “hate sex” YAWNNNNNNN come up with something new people
i'm saying!!! i want trevor zegras to do the thing my irl friend is currently doing where he gets revenge on a guy he doesn't care about enough to hate by telling him 'i know what you've done to me and i want you to know that i see you for what you are' and then waiting two months before he sees the guy again so he can be like 'i just want you to know. i forgive you' (he's lying) before immediately fucking off to england to study abroad. they can fuck if you like but at least make it interesting
#i will always come back to thrillingdetectivetales' delicious band of brothers fic 'better biting down'#which is about what happens when two guys who really don't like each other at all have sex because they just kind of ended up there#and they might as well#even tho neither of them are particularly happy about it#like if you're gonna make them fuck at least have them do it like that. also trevor should call cutter 'jamie' obviously#ok apparently i have more thoughts on this than i anticipated LOL#ask#anon#rpf talk
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morning serenade | cbg (m.)
pairing: beomgyu x reader
genre/au: smut, punk band!au, frenemies?, college setting
warnings: morning sex, unprotected sex, dirty talk, praise kink, marking, fingering, orgasm delay/denial, creampie, he’s a lil possessive but wbk he’s just crazy lmao
a/n: barely fics are posted when it’s his birthday today so it made me whip this up rq since i was seeing random shits anyway after waking up. ily baby gyu, happy 23rd mwah <3
you're waking up to something heavy crushing your body on your bed.
that can’t be right. or this could be one of your sleep paralysis demons tormenting you again?
when you open one eye to check, it’s almost comical how the gurgling scream was gonna come out of your mouth but it didn’t.
grogginess from sleep mixed with shock rendered you speechless after finding a demon in the form of Choi Beomgyu, the lead guitarist of your school's punk band.
butt-naked between your legs.
“hi” his even deeper voice rumbles against your chest. it sends vibrations against your bare skin, particularly in your pussy where you're feeling a bit sore.
naked. you both are naked.
you try to remember what happened the night prior. memories start to resurface the more you stay in focus despite the man scanning your face on top of you. neither of you drank for sure but you remember kissing him which lead to a whole night of non-stop fucking.
beomgyu nuzzles your bare tits when you didn’t respond but you’re still focused on how good his messy red-bronze hair looks under the sunlight.
“what the fuck are you doing here punk?”
you tend to say the opposite of what you actually wanna say. just like you’re letting him stay on top of you instead of pushing him off.
“isn’t it obvious? we fucked” he states, a bit maniacally which should’ve concerned you about what he’s planning right now.
he giggles when you don’t rebuke him, leaving kisses around your chest.
this earns gasp from you, causing him to chuckle. you couldn’t even look at him, already closing your eyes as he continued to pepper your skin with more messy kisses until he reached your nipples, encircling his mouth briefly on both before releasing them with a pop.
“scratch that, i fucked you” he grins as he pulls himself up, allowing him to see you underneath him in full glory.
“and i’ll fuck you again”
beomgyu leans on one elbow against the mattress, his other hand touching whatever he can of your body. holding your cheek then briefly squeezing your breast down to caressing the side of your tummy.
“but..” you’ve been squirming under his touch, only halting when you feel his fingers in your cunt, checking to see how swollen you are.
“you’re soaking tho, you sure you don’t wanna?” he asks in a playful manner, fingers running through your folds and you wanted to scream.
scream his name that is, like hours ago.
your resolve's giving in, with how he’s looking at you like he’d been the whole night not helping your current predicament.
“beomie..” your legs absentmindedly close due to the sensitivity but he slaps your inner thighs, eliciting a whiny moan from you.
“go on, ask” his smile widened and you didn’t miss the glint in his eyes as your gaze stayed on them.
“f-fuck me?” you’re not used to this, asking him of all people but maybe this is why he wants you to say it more.
“that’s it? no please…” his smile turned wicked as he plunges a finger into your pussy slowly and added another one, much to your displeasure.
“fuck, please fuck me” you squeal, ignoring how pathetic you sounded. he’d tease you nonstop after this like he always does since you��ve known him but you don’t really care.
you just want his dick again before you both can go back to hating each other temporarily.
he brings you back by pulling his fingers out and you’ve never felt so empty. beomgyu adjusts himself, his length brushing against your thighs that had you whining again.
“tsk tsk, too impatient” he huffs, grabbing his dick to line it up against your soaking folds.
“n-no more teasing..” you plead again because you don’t know how long you can endure his teasing. he surprisingly obeyed, pushing in until he filled you up to the brim.
your sensitive walls couldn’t stop clenching around him, making him weaker than usual. he hates it, hates how you could reduce him to this.
“still too tight, ‘s like i didn’t fuck you a lot” he hisses as he moves his hips, increasing his pace at once. he wants to hear you moan louder for him, want to hear it as long as he can.
“gyu..too much” you’re babbling and moaning, can’t even tell him which one’s too much but you're gripping his back with so much strength to keep him closer to your body. he relishes it though, the scratch from your nails that will surely leave red marks against his skin.
“too much but you like it?” he asks and you nod, biting your lips and curling your toes at how much pleasure he’s giving you.
you’re supposed to be tired from fucking for hours but your body seemed to want more. more like you want Beomgyu more and that scares you.
he knew he found that soft spot inside you the moment your back started arching, almost hitting his face while he watched you under him. he leaned down to trail kisses along your neck, hearing you giggle each time his long hair brushed your skin.
you keep moaning Beomgyu’s name and he’s tempted to tease you just to hear you more. but he’ll take pity, you’ve been so good to him so far. he was actually worried that you’d push him away earlier that’s why he tried his best to distract you.
“..more..more..shit” your words spur him to grab your face, to keep you steady while he gives you what you ask.
“i’ll fuck you more don’t worry, after this i will” he starts, caressing your cheek, and your bleary eyes are having a hard time paying attention to him.
he’s so pretty and you suddenly wanna kiss him. grabbing his mullet, you try to pull his face into yours but he’s firm in his hold on your neck keeping you in place.
"will you let me? will you huh y/n?" he leans in as he says it, mouth open as he moans against your lips but not touching them. they're touching the side though and one small turn from you would allow that.
but his question irks you, no, his whole being does.
all you can do is nod, releasing a series of wanton moans of his name which causes satisfaction within him. beomgyu was gonna kiss you but that’s too much of a risk so he buries his head at the crook of your neck instead.
"i'll be good, so good you're never gonna fuck the others" he whispers by your ear, accompanied by a couple of desperate grunts that you’ve never heard from him before.
"good..mhmm..so good"
"yeah good? you like how i fuck you?" he goads, eager to hear your praises again like he can't get enough of it.
"yea-hngh, gyu omyfuck!" the band on your lower abdomen unexpectedly snaps, leading Beomgyu to fasten his pace even more to reach his own end.
he’s not far and seeing the pure bliss in your pretty face is enough for him to reach his peak, groaning loudly as releases inside you.
you’re both panting from another mind-blowing orgasm and eventually, he drops his body against yours.
this time, you push him off completely which earns a complaining whine from him.
“where are you going? can you even walk?” he taunts, still breathless but his tone irritates you because he’s right.
“shut up you fuckass!”
as soon as you tried standing, your legs gave away and Beomgyu started laughing. his annoying laughter echoes around that you tried ignoring even if you had hopes of him getting off the bed to hoist you up.
but of course he wouldn’t.
instead, he peeks by the edge of the mattress with that stupid mullet hair of his before he reaches out to grab yours gently. he tugs it to turn you to him, pulling your face closer and then leaning in while you stupidly do the same for some reason.
no kiss or anything, just him stopping right before your lips are about to touch. a taunting smile graces his in response to the frown etching on your face.
“awee don’t tell me you’re giving up already”
if he meant your stamina or something else, you don’t ever wanna figure it out.
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e/n: i’m kinda out of practice for smut lmao + this is unedited so excuse 🤧. also i did not expect to post him first in this blog when i had yeonjun and soobin drafted first 🤡
#tomorrow x together#txt smut#beomgyu x reader#beomgyu smut#txt x reader#txt#txt hard thoughts#txt hard hours#txt beomgyu#beomgyu#choi beomgyu#txt imagines#txt fanfiction#txt fanfic#txt scenarios#kpop x reader#kpop scenarios#kpop fanfic#kpop smut#kpop imagines
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Helloooo! First of all just wanted to tell you i LOVE your work and theories theyre so good really!!
Also i dont know if its a stupid tought but in chapter 106 i noticed akane said that hanako "stood by watching" while tsukasa was kissing nene
Its very noticeable how he wanted to stop him but it give me a bit of doubt that he couldve done something in some kind of way since they were shaming him and telling him he's useless even tho i could just be looking too much into it since he really looked like he was stuck
Aww thank you *u* I'm so happy when you all say these things :3 thank you for your kindness S2
Hahaha, this iconic Hanako scene shows how Aidairo is mean to him. I felt sorry for him, I confess, but you made a very interesting point.
Hanako's Joudais seem to be able to move, even if a little, it's funny to see that they seem agitated and worried about him. They are sweating. And in the chapter 106 panel one of them is handing out a scarf XD
Either way, Hanako was using all his strength to move. You could see he was shaking a lot, forcing himself to move. Not only that, but he also forces himself to look at Nene and Tsukasa when he kisses her. Do you see how his eyes are darting towards Tsukasa?
He tries very hard, and even cries. And this is particularly impressive because he shouldn't move under any circumstances, but the anger/sadness/jealousy is so great that his body reflects it, unfortunately it wasn't enough because Hanako took a while to react. He only started to actually try to move when Tsukasa leaves and takes Yashiro.
So you had a right perception, he could have done something, but I imagine he didn't know how yet. If he managed to move at least a little, it means that there is a way to move again without needing Akane but neither he nor we know how XD
I hope you liked it, thanks for the ask! :3
#jibaku shounen hanako kun#hanako kun#hanakokun#jshk#toilet bound hanako kun#amane yugi#jshk spoilers#tbhk#yugi twins#aidairo#hanako anime#tbhk hanako#jshk hanako#hanako x yashiro#hanako x nene#nene yashiro#yashiro nene#tsukasa yugi#yugi amane#yugi tsukasa#tsunene
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Sharing Secrets
Oopsy! Sorry for missing yesterday's chapter. There is two chapters today to make up for it tho :). I hope y'all like them.
AO3
The streets of Paris were quiet under the blanket of night, the city resting after another eventful day. Up in his room, Adrien Agreste was eagerly setting up his gaming console, a wide smile on his face. Ladybug had promised to come over after her patrol, and he couldn't wait to spend the evening with her.
A soft knock on his window made him turn, and his heart skipped a beat at the sight of Ladybug. She smiled brightly, waving at him as he hurried to open the window to let her inside.
"Hey, Ladybug! Come on in," Adrien said, his excitement barely contained.
"Hi, Adrien. Thanks for inviting me," she replied, stepping into the room with her usual grace.
As she entered, she looked around, taking in the familiar surroundings. Adrien's room was spacious, filled with posters, awards, and various books. It always felt comforting to be here, like a sanctuary from their hectic lives.
Adrien gestured to the console, two controllers sitting on the bed. "Ready to play some games?"
Ladybug grinned, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Absolutely! What are we playing?"
"I thought we could start with this new racing game. It's supposed to be a lot of fun," he said, handing her a controller.
They settled onto the bed, shoulders touching as they focused on the screen. The game started, and soon they were immersed in the virtual world, laughing and teasing each other as they raced through colorful tracks. Ladybug's competitive streak came out, and she leaned forward, determined to win.
"You're not gonna beat me that easily, Agreste!" she exclaimed, her fingers flying over the buttons.
"We'll see about that, Ladybug," he retorted, his own competitive nature kicking in.
The room was filled with the sounds of revving engines and their laughter. As the races went on, they grew more comfortable, their playful banter becoming more natural. Ladybug nudged him with her shoulder when she overtook him, and he responded by nudging back, causing her to laugh even harder.
After a particularly close race, Adrien threw his hands up in mock frustration. "How do you keep winning? This isn't fair! You’re so good at this!"
She giggled, her cheeks flushed light pink with happiness. "Maybe I'm just better at this than you thought."
Adrien chuckled, nodding his head solemnly. "Very true. Plus, it doesn’t help by how distracted I am from how pretty your smile is."
She turned to him, surprised by his candidness. There was a moment of silence, their eyes locking, and Ladybug felt her heart flutter. She quickly looked away, clearing her throat as she focused on the game once again.
As they continued playing, the conversation flowed naturally. It was easy to forget the world outside when they were together like this.
In the middle of another race, Adrien suddenly crashed into a wall, causing his car to spin out of control. Ladybug burst into laughter, unable to control herself.
"What happened there, Adrien? Too busy daydreaming?" she teased, wiping away a tear of mirth.
He laughed, shaking his head. "You caught me off guard with that last turn."
They both paused the game, leaning back against the headboard, still laughing. The comfortable silence that followed was filled with the soft hum of the city outside.
"You know, this is really fun," Ladybug said, looking over at him with a smile. "I don't get to do this too often as um, Ladybug."
"Me neither," Adrien replied, his eyes softening as he looked at her. "It's nice to just be ourselves for a while. Maybe we can do it again sometime?"
Ladybug nodded, biting her lip on a smile and feeling a warmth spread through her chest. She appreciated these moments of just... normalcy, where she could forget her responsibilities and just enjoy his company.
As they sat there, something seemed to shift in the atmosphere. She couldn't help but laugh again, her joy overflowing. Never in her wildest imagination had she dreamed that she’d be here. With Adrien. Playing video games together .
"What's so funny?" Adrien asked, a smile playing on his lips. He rested his cheek on his fist as he turned to face her side of the couch.
"I was just thinking about how lucky I am," she said between giggles. "To have a friend like you."
His smile widened, his heart swelling with affection. "I'm the lucky one, Ladybug."
“No, I’m the lucky one.” She turned to face him as well, beaming at him with bright pink cheeks.
Adrien’s head thumped back against the couch as he laughed. “Oh my god, I love you, Ladybug.”
The words hung in the air, and her laughter died on her lips as she realized what he just said. Her eyes widened with shock, and she gasped in a deep inhale of air, her cheeks turning crimson.
Ladybug stared at him, her heart pounding so loudly she was sure he could hear it. The room seemed to shrink around them, and for a moment, all she could see was Adrien's face—his earnest, beautiful face, now tinged with a hint of anxiety as he waited for her reaction.
His smile faltered slightly, worry creeping into his eyes. "I-I mean, I just—"
"No," she interrupted, shaking her head as if to clear it. "I mean... yes. I—"
Her words tumbled over each other in her flustered state. Taking a deep breath, she tried again, more slowly this time. "Adrien, I love you too."
Relief and joy washed over his features, his eyes lighting up with the purest form of happiness. "You do?"
She nodded, her own smile spreading wider. "I do. I've loved you for a long time, Adrien."
His breath hitched, and before she could say anything else, he pulled her into a gentle, loving kiss. Ladybug's eyes fluttered shut as she melted into the kiss, her arms wrapping around his neck instinctively. The kiss was sweet and tender, filled with all the emotions they had kept hidden for so long.
When they finally broke apart, they stayed close, foreheads touching and breaths mingling. Ladybug's eyes were shining with unshed tears, her heart overflowing with happiness.
"Adrien," she whispered, her voice trembling slightly. "I never thought... I never dared to hope that you might feel the same way."
He cupped her cheek with one hand, his thumb brushing away a tear that had escaped. "I've felt this way for a long time too, Ladybug. I just didn't know how to tell you."
She laughed softly, the sound filled with a mix of joy and disbelief. "I guess we were both too afraid to say anything. Too afraid that our secret would ruin our friendship."
He nodded, his own laughter joining hers. "But not anymore."
They sat there, wrapped in each other's arms, savoring the newfound closeness. The weight of their secret crushes seemed to lift, replaced by a sense of freedom and unity. Everything was perfect and right with the world.
#miraculous ladybug#miraculous#mlb#ml#fic#fanfic#ladrien#ladrienjune2024#ladrienjune#love square#ml fic
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I’m curious as to what your opinions are on the ships in ONK. I’m guessing you’re not an Aquaruby fan (neither am I) but what do you think of Aquakana? Or any other ships in ONK! Personally my favorite is Ai x Happiness :)
AI X HAPPINESS IS THE ONLY OSHI NO OTP THAT MATTERS YOU'RE SOOOO RIGHT ANON
Out of the "official" OnK ships tho, you're right in that I don't really care for AquRuby, at least as presented in the text. It was never going to be a ship I was on board with since I'm just too exhausted with anime being the way it is about sibling incest to even pretend to take it seriously but the manga itself also seems to have the same attitude. Since 123, Ruby's feelings for Aqua have mainly been treated as a joke that relies on having Ruby act out a caricature of an archetype that was ALREADY shallow and dated in the 2010s lmao. I think Ruby -> Aqua would at least be interesting to read about if the story was actually willing to take her seriously and properly examine her feelings in a way that feels consistent with her character and to actually dig into the reality of a person developing incestuous feelings in a society that condemns incest rather than using her as a gag prop. I care less about it being incest and more about it being badly written incest basically LOL
AquAka I think it's interesting on paper and there's a lot of elements to it I think are really neat to chew on in discussions and character analysis but as a ship, it doesn't really work for me in execution. Part of it is that I don't really like how Aka handled most of Akane's stuff post TB and most of it is just that the majority of their "real" relationship happens like... offscreen, in a time skip? So there was no real time to get attached to their dynamic as a real couple and I'm the kind of person who mostly gets invested in ships based on the strength of their moment to moment banter and rapport. AquAka have a lot of big, dramatic moments but I didn't feel like they quite had the necessary downtime rapport to serve as the connecting tissue that would've made it land.
It also doesn't help that I feel like, a lot of what *I* think is interesting about AquAka is really not what the fandom sees in it LOL So it's really hard to discuss the elements I like without people getting Genuinely Angry At Me for daring to say the relationship is unhealthy or that both Aqua AND Akane completely fucked up and that's why it didn't pan out. That conflict and tension and the simmering undercurrent of codependence and toxicity that both of them unintentionally brought to the relationship is sooooooo fascinating but I feel like so many people actively talking about AquAka just kind of ignore that and treat it as an entirely wholesome, uncomplicatedly good relationship and Akane as completely flawless within its context. I think that's both unfair to Akane and kind of boring but I've also really drifted away from the question here, huh...
Anyway! AquKana is the 'canon' OnK ship I like the most by far! I wouldn't say I'm like Actively Shipping It in the sense that I go out of my way to seek out fanworks about it, but I think they're cute together and I like them, especially in the anime - I've said before it was the adaptation that made me actively a fan of Kana and that goes for AquKana, too. Like I said up there, a couple's moment to moment banter and dynamic is really important to me and that's a big part of the AquKana appeal to me. I really like the way they bounce off each other and I particularly enjoy the way Kana encourages Aqua to be a better version of himself - not necessarily in an "I can fix him" way but in that his friendship with Kana encourages him to be better out of respect and fondness for her. Kana serves as a sort of window into life as a normal boy for Aqua, with no revenge or ulterior motives, and in that space a lot of Aqua's worst traits that are exacerbated by trauma get softened and filtered through a kinder lens. I also really love the ways Aqua's support helps to uplift and encourage Kana to do her best - she was such a lonely person for so long, seeing the way she glows once she has someone to shine for is so sweet.
I definitely don't feel as strongly about it now as I did coming right off the anime because it's been pretty out of focus for a while... Honestly, come to think of it, I think that's part of why AquAka didn't really hook me at all. It's hard to get invested in something that's making a character you already liked more feel so bad LOL
Circling back to Ai, though... Ougghh it really does kill me there's no straightforwardly lovey dovey ships for her in OnK. I'm a lifeform that draws sustenance from seeing my faves getting loved and doted on, especially when they're someone as starved for love as Ai... don't get me wrong, I love KamiAi and AiNino because yandere love is pure love but sometimes I just want to see nice things happen to her...!!!
Anyway this is the part where I pull out my License To Be Cringe And Free and admit that I do have a whole bunch of crosscanon OTPs for Ai that I've written with friends LOL Honestly I do feel very spoiled with how many I've gotten to write and how good they've been... I've even commissioned some art here and there. So if you're ever on an internet walk and stumble across a piece of art that makes you go "hold on, why is Ai holding hands with Rinne Amagi from EnStars" or something, you have this bitch to thank!!!
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♡ romary !
Send me a ♡ plus a ship // Accepting
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𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙰𝚂𝙺𝙴𝙳 𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙾𝚄𝚃 𝙵𝙸𝚁𝚂𝚃? they didn't have an eloquent 'will you go out with me' moment - no, instead they had an argument after Rogue took a hit for Mary and she was Not Happy about it, and it led to him revealing his true feelings about her with a big ol' smooch (i was rereading this thread last night, i adore them sm)
𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝚆𝙴𝙽𝚃 𝙸𝙽 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙵𝙸𝚁𝚂𝚃 𝙺𝙸𝚂𝚂? as above, Rogue channeled his inner caveman, said "you're Mine" and laid one on her. She's not gonna let him forget it either.
𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙶𝙸𝚅𝙴𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁 𝙽𝙸𝙲𝙺𝙽𝙰𝙼𝙴𝚂? he has a very strange attachment to her name so just always calls her Mary. She, on the other hand, probably gives some teasing nicknames at times or maybe an endearment. i cant remember if we've discussed that before hmm
𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙲𝙾𝙾𝙺𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙼𝙴𝙰𝙻𝚂? they would take turns or work together but Rogue does have this Strong Instinct to provide for her (a dragon habit of hunting/gathering for its partner/kin/clan) and it translates to him wanting to cook for her (in an excessive amount too).
𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙷𝙰𝚂 𝙱𝙴𝚃𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝚃𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴 𝙸𝙽 𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙸𝙲? Mary would have more Fun music, so i vote for her. (Rogue mostly uses music to relax/fall asleep)
𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙷𝙾𝙶𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙱𝙴𝙳? neither really, because they're too busy being plastered to each other's sides
𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝚆𝙰𝙺𝙴𝚂 𝚄𝙿 𝙵𝙸𝚁𝚂𝚃? Rogue because he never sleeps jk but yeah
𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙼𝙰𝙺𝙴𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙲𝙾𝙵𝙵𝙴𝙴? Rogue, since he's up already
𝚆𝙷𝙾'𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙱𝙸𝙶 𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙾𝙽? Rogue is all over her like a rash usually, but there are times when he gets all in his head about things and Mary cuddles into him Big Spoon style.
𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚈𝚂 𝚄𝙿 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙻𝙰𝚃𝙴��𝚃? Rogue and his chronic insomnia
𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙲𝙷𝙴𝚂 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝚆𝙷𝙾'𝚂 𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙳? it's pretty equal but Rogue is a possessive/protective dragon man and would be all about keeping her close (plus she is a smol and must be looked after and not lost). Except yknow......the fact their relationship is Secret (for now) means they're not allowed to even Look at each other for too long
𝚆𝙷𝙾'𝚂 𝙰 𝙵𝙰𝙽 𝙾𝙵 𝙿𝙳𝙰? I think Mary would be Pleased to have Rogue showing her some public attention and she would want to show him some affection too (to show everyone that he's Hers), but even if they weren't Secret, she would be aware that he's a private type and that he would prefer to keep things like that between them. that being said, lowkey acts of affection would still be welcomed (when they're Not In a Secret Relationship), and you Know Rogue is pulling her away to steal a kiss sometimes. She also would be a Tease in public i feel. teheheh
𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝚂𝙽𝙾𝚁𝙴𝚂? neither, but sometimes Rogue makes a purry rumbly sound in his sleep if he's particularly At Peace
𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙶𝙴𝚃𝚂 𝙰𝙽𝙽𝙾𝚈𝙴𝙳 𝙼𝙾𝚁𝙴 𝙴𝙰𝚂𝙸𝙻𝚈? it depends on the cause, but probably Rogue (at other people, not her)
𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙸𝙽𝙸𝚃𝙸𝙰𝚃𝙴𝚂 𝚂𝙴𝚇? they both do. a Lot. but i'm going with Rogue as he is Insatiable when it comes to her. on the other hand, i think he does try restrain himself as to not 'bother' her, but she is quick to snap him out of it
𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙰𝚂𝙺𝚂 𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙸𝚁 𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙸𝙽 𝙼𝙰𝚁𝚁𝙸𝙰𝙶𝙴? i dont think he cares too much about marriage but if its something she expresses an interest in, he would propose. ngl he would get a kick out of her being his wife tho (i can just imagine him growling at someone and the classic "that's My Wife" moment where he intimidates/smacks them away from her)
𝙼𝚈 𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙴'𝚂 𝙵𝙰𝚅𝙾𝚁𝙸𝚃𝙴 𝙼𝙴𝙼𝙾𝚁𝚈 𝙾𝙵 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁𝚂: he's a sap for her, so pretty much any moment with her is a fave (until the Breakup Era of course, in which thinking of her just brings Pain.). He's fond of times where she gets a bit flustered (revenge for times when she's flustered him of course), and any time where they rest peacefully together.
𝙰 𝚁𝙴𝙶𝚁𝙴𝚃 𝙼𝚈 𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙴 𝙷𝙰𝚂 𝚁𝙴𝙶𝙰𝚁𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁𝚂: that it took an argument for him to finally express his feelings for her. and of course that their Circumstances are far from ideal. also pls don't break up with him Mary
𝙸𝙵 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈 𝙲𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙶𝙴 𝙾𝙽𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶: as above
𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙸𝚁 𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴 𝙻𝙰𝙽𝙶𝚄𝙰𝙶𝙴𝚂 𝙰𝙲𝙲𝙾𝚁𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚃𝙾 𝙼𝚈 𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙴: Physical touch and quality time for sure. They keep very close, very affectionate. They have limited time together, so they know to value it. They already valued their time together Before they became a couple, but its all the more precious now. Rogue is a man of few words, so he does tend to express himself more through touch and through gifts/acts, and Mary Gets this. By now, they've figured out how to read each other and communicate (mostly).
#killrate#❰ ◐ ― rogue & mary. killrate. ― you caught me staring; but i caught you staring back. ❱#they get me so emo pls im so in love with them kjdfnjkdkd#the amount of Love for her is unreal im gonna cry
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hey there! thank you so much for this gem of a blog. I look forward to your posts. my fav type of fic is really tropey dubcon (think sex pollen / something made them do it / non con drug use, etc) where they both actually do want it so, even tho one always feel guilty, there’s a happy ending. do you have any recs along those lines? Thank you 💕
Hi Nonnie! You didn't specify a ship so we've included a variety. We're also not sure if you have read these before, because we started our hunt in some predictable tags (sex pollen, fuck or die, bad guys made them do it, etc). You didn't include omegaverse in your trope list, but some has been included here because heats provide a lot of fodder for this type of dubcon. The dubious-ness of the consent varies in the fics listed here so please read with care and attention to ships, summary, and tags for content. There is also our previous dub con rec list to review from back in August!
Pollen Season by Dracothelizard [E], 8k
An exploration mission Stede goes on with Roach and Lucius goes terrible wrong.
Or terribly right.
The Fucking Tea by Dracothelizard [E], 21k
Calico Jack gives Stede some aphrodisiac tea and leaves to shore with the rest of the Revenge crew, whoever can possibly help Stede with his unbridled horniness?
(It's Ed.)
Unnamed mutual noncon (Ed/Stede) by Dracothelizard [E], 686
This is a ficlet that ends before anything explicit occurs, and therefore before there's any chance to discuss and come to a true happy ending. There are a few other dubcon ficlets in this collection - sift through and proceed with attention to the chapter titles.
We Do Not Follow Maps to Buried Treasure by CartoonMayor (aka @zombee) [E], 5.6k
Stede is taking Ed on another treasure hunt to some supposed sea god's cave.
Things do not go as planned.
Let your yes be yes by emzash [E], 3.9k
Can’t we talk about this?” Stede asks, like there are any words that exist to solve this problem.
“What the fuck, no we can’t talk about it,” Ed says. “I need you. You’re here. Can we just get on with it?”
“You need me now,” Stede tells him. “But what about when your heat is over? What then?”
“You can leave me again straight after,” Ed says, refusing to let the hurt surface over the desperate need in his body. “Don’t worry Stede. I don’t expect anything else."
Do You Need Anybody by sinuous_curve [E], 4.6k
Heat catches Ed by surprise as a cramp that cuts him deep down in the pit of his belly.
Ed does not need a helping hand. Stede's offering anyway.
lord, my body has been a good friend by mtothedestiel [E], 4.6k
Stede is like a walking nest.
A Push, A Shove by LeatherCropTop [E], 25k
Stede was never particularly good at being an alpha. He thinks of himself as others always have, a worthless, incapable excuse for an alpha. After he meets Ed, that starts to change. The two of them fall in love, circling each other for days on end, but neither of them makes a move. Then Stede's behavior begins to change in a way like never before, unbeknownst to himself. The alpha instincts begin to trickle out until, like the flick of a switch, he suddenly goes feral.
Even for an alpha like Stede, turning feral is ravenous and being anywhere near them is dangerous, but the only way for a feral alpha to go back to normal is for them to mate and if the alpha doesn't mate in time, they will die. Ed isn't going to let Stede die.
who would trade that hum of night by CyborgShepard [E], 8.8k NOTE: not quite a fully happy ending, but not not
He’d thought the boy dead. Was glad for it, for a time, too. Murdering is one thing, but this — what’s happened to Spriggs now — it doesn’t sit right with Izzy.
He can imagine how he’d spluttered his thanks, wheezing up half the Atlantic like he was wringing a cloth, when Calabran’s lot fished him out of the water. He can imagine how Spriggs would’ve said it all, in that lilting, dour way. He might’ve demanded a blanket, or a berth, or water. Can imagine that he didn’t stay thankful for all too long after.
It’s not sentiment, Izzy tells himself.
release in sodomy (one sweet moment) by calicojackofficial [E], 3.3k NOTE: happy ending somewhat author's note reliant
The crew of the Revenge gets captured and during an interrogation attempt, Edward gets dosed with a sex pollen serum. That's not what they meant to do, so the guards lock Ed up with a bound and helpless Izzy. Izzy gets something he's always wanted but could never ask for. For as long as it lasts.
soft spot (for hard stuff) by bitethehands [E], 1.9k
“He’s much sweeter like this,” Stede is saying, even though Ed’s clearly not listening, “isn’t he?”
Ed has given him no indication of anything even marginally close to recognition in several minutes, now, because he’s been busy staring. Staring at Izzy, who so far doesn’t seem necessarily aware that Ed’s even here. It’d almost be normal, the strangeness of his being in Stede’s cabin aside. Except he’s naked and blushing from head to toe.
the promise of the joker and the fool by @thesoulundone [E], 7.1k
He's here, in a shitty little tavern, in a shitty little corner, drinking liquor that burns all the way down, stoking the fire he's already got burning in his belly. He's sitting on the other side of the table to Jack - Jack, who's got his arm slung casually around Izzy's shoulders. All Ed can think about, the persistent thudding pulse of his brain, is getting in between them.
Izzy. Izzy who's a fucking omega, revelation of the fucking year. Izzy, whose second heat aboard ship had been just as unpleasant as the first, who'd barely come out of it when they made port, whose dark-ringed eyes and stiff movement made Ed's fingers itch with the need to tear someone's throat out about it. Izzy, who's wearing a fucking collar now; shiny, good quality leather, wide and thick and cleverly made, though the craftsmanship doesn't do anything to disguise the fact that it's locked shut.
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#ofmd#our flag means death#ofmd fic#our flag means death fic#ofmd fanfic#our flag means death fanfic#captain stede bonnet#blackbeard | edward teach#blackbonnet#gentlebeard#izzy hands#israel hands#lucius spriggs#spriggy hands#blackhands#steddy hands#steddyhands#calico jack rackham#jacked hands
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!Watching Horror Movies With Bakugou And Kirishima!
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Scenario: its time for your annual horror movie night with your best bois!
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“OI BAKUBITCH WHATS TAKIN SO DAM LONG!”
Your voice echoed through the dorms and reached the ears of a very irritated kacchan~
“Hold on a dam minute you fuckin idiot!”
He called back from his spot in front of the stove in the kitchen(the microwave is RIGHT THERE but nooo he insists on using the stove for popcorn 🙄{i do too tbh😭})
“Guyssss,”kiri whispered. “Youre gonna wake everyone uppppp”
At this you gasped and quickly held a finger over your mouth in a ‘shush’ gesture and kiri nodded.
Not long after,katsuki walked in,a huge ass bowl of popcorn in his arms
“Cant belive you assholes burned the last two batches” he said as he sat to your left
You happily took the bowl into your lap and onto your,now crossed legs.
The couch had been decked out in different fluffy blankets and poofy pillows
For what? you might ask(yh its in the title..)
Well it was your annual besties halloween movie marathon of courseeeee
You guys did it every year!
Just you,kiri and katsuki on the commonroom couch with a big fat bowl of popcorn in dark,watchin scary movies
This year youd decided to change it up just a liiitle bit
Instead of goin for the regular halloween-y horror films you settled for the final destination movies
Guaranteed to make you scared and also wary for daysss
So once you were all situated and comfortably snuggled in,you pressed the play button
And the film began
Like ik we all know and love out little kachchan as this brave courageous hot headed best boi but even these movies get to him :’)
Like itll be a particularly gruesome death that yall can see it comin and he’ll slowly grip your hand under the blankets
Neither of you acknowledge it,but you feel happy and proud knowing that katsuki feels safe enough to let down his walls around you.and we all know how high his walls and defences can be,(theyd give even eugene fitzherbert a run for his tiara!)
Kiri on the other hand is very expressive
We know that tho dont we besties~💅🏻
Like he’ll he yelping and gasping and shouting warnings to the charcters and suddenly the kid who was telling yall to shush was makin enough noise to alert even the league of villains!(dw the entire dorm had earplugs in,they knew how loud you guys got on ur traditional movie night)
And when you stop for a break you guys completely lose it and both chastise and mourn the characters who passed
The one where the guy gets his organs sucked out in the pool really had kiri TRAUMATISEDDD
Give him a hug please he needss ittt
Also youre gonna need to make sure he doesnt go to any pools for the next two weeks
Bakugou was really shook by the one where the train got derailed and killed them
He was out here cursing the rat :’)
Like he was full on “STUPID FUCKIN RAT ! IF IT HADNT DONE THAT MAYYBEEE THEYD STILL BE ALIVE GODDAMMITTTT”
You and kiri reallyy needed to work hard to calm him down :’)
And finally to wash it all down you guys watched some masterchef and Attack On Titan: Junior High.
And when the boys saw you were still a little shaken up,your eyes lookin at the windows and the shadows, they knew what they had to do
Bakugou pulled you to your feet and kiri got the tunes
And together they made sure you danced your fears away!
You went on till past 2 am and finally when you were tired enough you plopped back onto the couch and just chilled
You were the first to fall asleep that night,so the boys decided ‘you know what? Fuck it! And just stayed there with you!
You guys woke up at about 8 am the next day and had breakfast with the rest of your class all while still discussing the previous night’s movies!!
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please dont repost my work here as your own on any platform all rights belong to me except that of the mha characters used,their right belong to their respective owners.but this story? mine.
feedback,likes,reblogs and comments are so very appreciated tbh :’)i hope you enjoyed and ill catch ya next time!
#bnha#mha#my hero academia#boku no hero academia#mha bakugou#katsuki bakugou x reader#bakugou x you#bakugou katuski x reader#katsuki bakugou#bakugou imagine#bakugou drabble#bakugou x y/n#bakugou x reader
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dts s2 e8-10
ep8: -this is cool to watch with the context of nico back in f1 today -theres just something so funny about when drivers get told something they dont wanna hear over the radio and its just dead silence. theyre real for that tho -nico/cyril jet "therapy" conversation is so iconic TO ME -i now know how alain prost is yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy -i think both of daniel's one year teammate tenures (nico & estie) are both sooooooooo interesting. ship wise fascinating. underrated as hell. -neurodivergent daniel propoganda "nico huuuuuulkenburg" is 100% a vocal stim -ESTIE my beloved. the original Toto Wolff's Special Lil Guy™ -no its so nice to see him in this gap where it was all up in the air knowing how much he's cemented his place in formula 1 now. (like i KNOW that alpine is a shitshow rn but he could easily find another seat. even if not he's made his mark :) -this makes me excited to see nico in the new season. he makes pretty good tv and it'll be cool to see how much of that has changed with age! -another narratively well done episode. nico's only episode and a wonderful one. i also noticed the music a lot, i think they way they used music to build tension was rly cool and not something i've noticed in general. really really good episode
ep9: -"george, i think, is a one-in-a-million driver" claire i LOVE U. ur brain is so big and correct -hes such a BABY here -i really really need a return of a williams focused episode next season. badly -claire you are so strong and brave for surviving this shitshow i dont know how yall did it -i wish this episode was put earlier in the season, i dont know why they didnt? since it focuses a lot on preseason/testing drama why is it episode 9? i know its never perfectly chronological but they couldve at least tried
ep10: -the pierre v alex narrative is so silly when clearly red bull sees them as disposable. like babes neither of you are EVER gonna be enough because youre not max :/ like 2 women fighting to be the favorite mistress of a man who will NEVER leave his wife!!!!! -"if [mclaren] continue this trend, they could be competing with the likes of red bull, possibly ferrari and mercedes for podiums" i just love a good quote that ages well. thank you will buxton -this sebchal crash is SO canada 2010 sebmark coded TO ME -the dread that filled my body when i realized. oh this is the lewis stops alex from getting a podium episode. pain incoming -seeing how happy pierre is abt the podium is So Nice knowing whats coming!!! (monza 2020) he deserves everything -while i dont particularly like carlos i think this first podium story/celebration is so cool and i'm so glad netflix were there to immortalize it -oh my god the "what about everyone else?" placard cracks me up every time aldkjfslkdfjalksdjflksfjd -pre teammate dando crumbs make me INSANE wuv them -"i think they ignored me the whole year, so [Netflix] can fuck off." Dany is barely in drive to survive ever BUT WHEN HE IS he serves cunt 😘 -lewis almost being eaten by an automatic door is an ICONIC dts moment it makes me INSANE every time i watch its so fucking funny -talkin abt how 2020 silly season is gonna be crazy bc most drivers are out of contract; thinkin abt how this year is gonna be the same 😬 -long hair lance my beloved
and thats a wrap!!! on to season 3!! (i'm 3 episode behind 😬)
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15 Questions
Thanks for the tag Moya!
1. Are you named for anyone?
Technically yes. My middle name is a biblical one, and also my…. Aunt?? Cousin? I’ve met her but I think she’s my dad’s first cousin and I don’t know what that means I am to her.
2. When was the last time you cried?
Like… what type of cry? Sobbed? End of December. Cried? About a week ago. From laughter? Sunday night. My brother was building a clearance gingerbread house and the icing said “made in a nut free facility” and my brother leaned over to me and said “so no men there?” And I lost it. Later he just fucking leaned over and started to hands free eat the house and I lost it again. Just little tears? Last night. I saw an instagram reel and I got misty eyed. I don’t remember what it was about.
3. Do you have kids?
Haha no. I’m not strictly opposed? But I’m not fucking doing that by myself and relationships are real low priority to me.
4. Do you use sarcasm a lot?
I used to more. Not so much anymore?
5. What’s the first thing you notice about people?
Mostly what they’re doing. And then if they seem happy or not.
6. What’s your eye color?
Blue
7. Scary movies or happy endings?
Honestly neither but I guess happy endings. But not inspiring movies. I fucking hate inspiring movies I spent enough time in church having my emotions manipulated I’m not fucking paying to sit and do it again. Miss me with that shit.
8. Any special talents?
Talent? Uh, I have super flexible shoulders? I guess I would consider my natural aptitude to figure shit out as a talent? Other things I would consider as skills cause I worked for them. So like crafts and my flexibility and writing.
9. Where were you born?
Florida.
10. What are your hobbies?
You don’t have the time to have me list them. And they rotate pretty frequently. But!! I just got a drop spindle and I’m currently obsessed with it. But crafts are definitely a constant. Any craft, I’ve probably tried it once. I’m really not kidding.
11. Have any pets?
Not at the moment. I want rats someday but I’m so busy I wouldn’t be able to give them a good life 😞
12. What sports have you played?
As a child: basketball, soccer, football (like American football lol), tennis, cheerleading.
As an adults I’m pretty active but not really in organized sports. Now I’m doing mostly running, gymnastics, and pole dancing.
13. How tall are you?
5 foot….. 5??? 6???
14. Favorite subject in school?
I honestly liked most of it. I hated geometry tho. One I always wanted to do was Linguistic but alas, FL state law kept me from doing it. 😭 (not that like linguistics specifically is illegal, google excess credit hour laws)
15. Dream job?
Hahahah i don’t even know. I don’t particularly want to work. However I wish I could do animal education at a zoo. I would love that. I would love just answering questions about iguanas.
Oh. Oh wait… my like, dream unbelievable never going to happen job would be an acrobat. Fuck. When I was younger interacting with circus related material like movies or books or even color palets would make my heart hurt. Like sometimes I couldn’t interact with it because it just hurt so much. It’s just so cool and fucking magical and mesmerizing. I loved it. And even at like 15 I thought it was too late for me to ever be a part of that world.
And then when I turned 22 and had a fucking life meltdown, I was watching fucking unus anus and heard Ethan talking about gymnastics and decided to just… try something. And I quickly found out it wasn’t too late?? That I still had a chance to learn and try and experience circus arts??? Now I’ve tried acrobatics and aerial silks and contortion and pole and got on a trapeze once. And now it’s my motivation for how I take care of myself. I have to eat food and move my body and take care of myself. I have to because if I don’t I’ll never be able to try lyra/aerial hoop. I gotta keep going because I’ve got pole on Wednesday and I’m so close to the body spiral.
When I get emotionally low I remind myself I gotta keep going so I can get back to my circus arts.
(Please note I know circus haven’t always been good and nice and happy places. I get it. I know. I’m not talking about that)
Tagging! @as-a-matter-of-whump @brutal-nemesis @cowboy-anon @i-can-even-burn-salad @jordanstrophe @just-a-silly-little-whumper @milk-carton-whump @poopraven @quietly-by-myself @redstainedsocks @susiequaz12 @thoughtsonhurtandcomfort @ziptiesnfries @tearyvictim @
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♢ — @bogachs asked:🎤 → voicing their insecurities (wOULD HE THO)
encounter my muse in a scenario 🎤 → voicing their insecurities
Alcohol has never been something Dottore has ever been particularly KEEN on. It dilutes the quality of thoughts and behaviors, rending work pointless for several hours at best and many hours at worst. Factor in side effects of experimentation that increased resistance, and the second harbinger was not one to be seen bothering to drinking nor BE drunk or even close to it. (That, and he rarely left his lab or private quarters so seeing him at all could be a challenge.) But that did not mean he wouldn’t partake on OCCASION when he was left alone.
It burns, and he’s never found the appeal of the sensation, but neither does it particularly bother him. It simply is. Just like it simply IS that Pantalone is walking into the room as he takes another long drink from the bottle to drain the last of it like the one earlier. Everything was hazy to think about, but he’s quite sure he didn’t forget anything that would warrant the unexpected appearance. He NEVER did on the rare times he drank for exactly this reason. So no one would bother him. He clicks his tongue, but his tongue feels heavy and weighted in his mouth as he head falls back against the chair.
“ You certainly can smell OPPORTUNITY, can’t you? Like a shark can smell blood in the water. Did you know some sharks can can smell blood up to a quarter of a mile, or four hundred meters, away? “ Dottore remarks, eyes closing to hide his infernal gaze away from prying gold. Like honey. It’s a thought that fits rather well; like mora, but also like honey, luring people in to trap them unknowingly in the sticky sweetness they perceive. “ Come to pick my brain clean of what I might divulge like this? “ He chuckles, but there’s an ODD, albeit subtle, higher tone that bleeds into the sound that warps it in a way it usually isn’t, metal pushed near its brittle point. Even steel can eventually fracture.
Dottore pushes his chair back, giving little regard to how it scrapes against the wood as he stands up, a gloved hand keeping a careful grip on the wood. He should shut up and see what Pantalone wants, or see if Pantalone decides to just leave. But does he believe he would? ...No. No, he doesn’t. Pantalone always looks for opportunity for information, and isn’t this just a familiar set up for that silver tongue? Not against Dottore, but with drunk fools who will spill information and secrets they normally wouldn’t. It’s a thought that had red eyes simply staring at Pantalone for a moment, blank. He’s a damn fool. It’s there, that bubble of laughter that bleeds and shakes his body, but it it isn’t funny and it isn’t happy, and is (vexingly) more akin to BETA or the younger segments than Prime. But Prime was OLDER than Beta, at least in the timeline of the original Dottore’s life, it was natural that aspects of younger segments would still exist in an older segment and not vise versa.
“ You know... “ He rasps, abruptly swinging his gaze to focus on the empty bottles sat on the edge of the desk as he leans back against the front of it. “ You do it too. Keep me away, at bay. Like something to be kept to the edge of a forest. Though, the edge is closer than others allow. “ A gloved finger rests against the rim of the bottle as if to shove it off and watch glass shatter into thousands of shards against the floor, though he does not actually do it. It’s an unprompted comment, sparked by nothing in particular other than the chaos of Dottore’s mind. Why did he say that? Dottore frowns for a moment as if in deep thought before looking to Pantalone.
“ What are you here for? If its business, I’m rather afraid to say I’ve taken the evening off for once. “ Well, midnight wasn’t exactly evening but no matter. The point still stood. He gave a tired exhale, eyes sliding close again. “ But if you want a drink I have a few different bottles around. Help yourself. “ A gloved hand gestured to a few unopened bottles, all of high quality.
#bogachs#so the answer is no but yes but no#not without some sort of influence even tho he's not drunk#but will say it just not blatantly#alcohol tw#♢ — ❛ he whom ushers in your darkest hour ❜ ( ic )#♢ — ❛ science is the only thing worth my time ❜ ( main verse )#♢ — ❛ lips stained in the violence of love ❜ ( bogachs | pantalone )
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Since someone put a “Jack as Michael’s kid AU” bug in my brain, here’s some ideas:
Both Michael and Lucifer are released from the cage in S12, the former wearing Adam.
(Queerplatonic midam + aromantic Michael btw)
Michael is. A directionless, conflicted mess by the time Chuck and Amara go off. The Apocalypse is off the table now as far as he’s concerned but the Winchesters start pestering him to help deal with Lucifer and his little siblings want him to rule Heaven again and oh boy, his feeling about the syste of the other angels is a whole ‘nother can of worms…
And you know, Adam’s got his own stuff to deal with two, but he does recognize neither of them we’re capable of dealing with any of that right then, so. Roadtrip.
There are certain experiences that can’t NOT be shared when being body mates. Like sleeping with a hot older woman they met in Washington while using Angel Mind Mojo to tour the White House unauthorized.
Knocking up Kelly Kline with an ultra- powerful nephil? So not planned.
Que Michael completely panicking, giving Kelly the Winchesters�� contact info and flying away…then getting into a fight with Adam about their soon-to-be kid… and Adam kicking him out of the body to go “be a man and take some damn responsibility, with or without you!”
Hence begins Michael’s soul- searching depression era, the upcoming arrival of his spawn and a possible breakup with the platonic love of his life being piled up on top of all the previous crap.
Upon Team Free Will’s Needling- both because “we’re your faaamily” and paranoia about Jack the Fetus- Kelly and Adam (also purely platonic at this point) move into the bunker in preparation for Jack’s birth, aware that Kelly could very well die, potentially leaving Adam a single father.
(Kelly does survive, but delivery takes a MASSIVE toll on her, and she is a working mother who travels. Adam spends the first few months being Stay At Home Dad, with Jack’s three uncles helping out as much as they can- particularly Cas, who Kelly appointed Jack’s godfather)
(Due to the different circumstances surrounding his birth, Jack pops out a baby and quickly aged into toddlerhood over these few months)
This is around the time Michael gets himself together and shows back up. Jack is thrilled to meet his other Daddy, Adam has ALSO been depressed since he left Michael and is low key jealous of his new, temporary vessel even tho he’s happy to see him again, MIKE is jealous of Cas “replacing” him, Kelly isn’t interested in the drama unless it affects Jack’s visitation now that she’s moved back out of the bunker…
Not sure if I’d have Midam go back to sharing a body or just settle back into the same relationship with separate bodies, but they DO eventually make up…
#spn#midam#Michael#michael spn#adam milligan#kelly kline#jack kline#dean winchester#sam winchester#Castiel#castiel spn#au#qpr midam
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go away Jackie
I just can't figure out why junpei and june are there
Ace I think is related to the dude who bought the Olympic and All-Ice so there's that
Snake and Clover were part of the first experiment
Santa I'm pretty sure is the older brother of one of the past experiments (maybe he was kidnapped too? since it's confirmed that snake - who is clearly older than clover and probably older than seven too? - was a part of the experiment as well so it's not like he would be too old ,,,,,, I'm thinking that maybe the girl who died was his little sister and he failed to protect her? )
seven was the cop investigating the case
lotos is the mother of two of the last experiments
we don't know anything about the ninth man (other than that zero chose him specifically to be the first "warning" for the other participants, so there is probably some kind of personal vendetta involved?)
so what about junpei and june?!
they can't have been part of the experiment since both were together in elementary school (when they would've taken place I think). junpei specifically remembers seeing the missing posters while he was in elementary school (WITH JUNE) so it can't be that
like. the only thing that makes sense to me is that June is somehow in cahoots with zero? like it's kinda suspicious how she just happens to all that stuff about the Titanic and ice-9 and glycerin - she is the one to infodump the most by far despite her having no obvious connections to what is happening. also those fevers are a bit sus? tho coming from someone who gets fevers out of exhaustion irl that's probably a bit hypocritical lol
it's kinda odd because I am pretty sure that she wants them all to succeed. like maybe there are two "masterminds" : ace who wants them to lose vs june who wants everyone to get out?
though that would actually only raise even more questions. ........
maybe I'm making connections where there aren't any but I just find it interesting how one of the combos with snake that could open door 2 is 1236.
and the coffin ending was just. very odd. they still had an hour left. id argue there were good chances santa would've made it out without pulling the gun. and hadn't he been the one to talk about "the most amount of happiness to the most amount of people" when it was about leaving behind ace?
why did he pull the same stunt as number nine? even if he never planned to see any of them ever again (which honestly would be valid) what if they tried to put him in jail for it? June particularly would have reasons for wanting revenge (being forced to leave junpei behind + yk. the whole being taken hostage but) and I'm pretty sure she could convince lotus at least to join her. sure it's improbable, but not impossible, and why risk it? why not use it as a last resort when time was about to run out?
was it truly coincidence that he chose June specifically? at first I thought it was so junpei wouldn't dare argue (at least one person already on his side) but ,,,,,,,
idk. I can't help but remember how sure clover is that her brother isn't dead. and isn't it a funny coincidence that if you add up all the numbers left behind:
5 + 7 + 4 = 16 -> 1 + 6 = 7
and now the important bit: 7 + 2 = 9.
also. he chose the group with ace. tho admittedly my soft spot for him wants to believe that he actually chose lotus cuz he knows she's a mom so idk.
damn this was supposed to be about June and now I've convinced myself that santa is (also?) in cahoots. I just can't figure out the motivation. neither for him nor for June.
or maybe it's June's parents? which would explain why she doesn't know (a bit like lotus who doesn't really know what happened to her kids except in reverse). they could've ensured that she knew about all those tidbits, just in case.cthoufj I don't think that's it because they weren't even mentioned ,,,,,,,
idk
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Whumptober day 25: Lost voice
back at it again with fic. two days in a row!! rip emmet tho. lol
> 1000 words
under the cut, or read here on ao3
Emmet shivered, pulling his coat tighter around himself. The ends fluttered in the wind where they weren't weighed down by snow or torn off completely by the wild pokemon he'd encountered.
The cold tore against his skin, a sharp painful wind that felt like blades of ice. The snow was deep, reaching up to his knees-- far deeper than he'd ever seen.
He had absolutely no idea where he was, or how he'd gotten there.
Everything about this sucked.
It had already been a bad day. Too many unpleasant passengers, too much paperwork, not a single trainer making it to his car on the Battle Subway. He was completely and utterly mentally drained by the time he was able to close down for the night.
And now, he'd suddenly been transported to what felt like a nightmare land. Completely unfamiliar, the wild pokemon were far too aggressive, the environment actively hostile to survival.
He didn't even have his pokemon! He'd put them in the PC to rest before he took everyone home. But never had the opportunity to do anything past that, because he'd been taken to some dragons-forsaken blizzard hell land.
(He tried verrry hard not to think about the similarities to what happened to his brother. Did Ingo get sent to somewhere as hostile as this? The same place, even? Would he have even survived?)
It was all so overwhelming and stressful and frustrating it, embarrassingly, made him want to cry. But he couldn't, because his tears would only make the cold worse.
And so, without any idea what else he could do in this situation, he continued to trudge forward through the snow.
He kept on walking until his extremities were alarmingly numb, hoping that there were humans somewhere nearby and he hadn't been sent to the middle of nowhere. It wasn't like he knew how to survive in an environment like this! The coldest it had ever gotten for him was winter, and on the peak of Twist Mountain. Neither of which were anything like this frozen wasteland.
He growled in frustration, fruitlessly rubbing his hands together in an attempt to warm his ice-cold fingers, before quickly giving up and tucking them under his armpits. He couldn't do anything about his nose or ears, and he didn't even want to think about how his toes were faring. He needed to find some kind of shelter soon, or he wouldn't be surviving. Especially with how the wild pokemon were acting. With his luck, they'd find him shivering next to a measly fire and figure him a nice easy meal.
Why they were so aggressive, he had no idea. Maybe it was a sign that there were truly no humans in the area -- if they'd never seen one, never been socialized, their aggression would make sense. He suspected. He was not an expert on the behavior of truly wild pokemon.
After a while stuck in his thoughts, he realized he had stopped walking entirely, and was just standing in place. He cursed at himself, and started walking at a faster pace than before. If he was spacing out bad enough he forgot to keep walking, things were definitely not looking good.
And then.
And then!
Much to his relief and joy, as he rounded a particularly tall snowdrift he caught the unmistakable glimmer of a light in the distance.
Something bright and warm colored, completely unlike something a creature native to this climate could naturally produce.
Without hesitation, he altered his course slightly and made a direct approach to the source of the light, increasing his pace even more -- the relief and hope of seeing the light was particularly rejuvenating.
It wasn't long until he could see things more clearly. A campfire! With tents! And best of all, people sitting around it! Real, human people!
He'd never felt so happy to see another person when he was in such an overwhelmed mental state that he was. He grinned, big and wide. Even with the stress, it came easy with the amount of relief he felt.
They must have seen his approach, or heard his hurried footsteps. Suddenly, one of the individuals jumped up, letting out a wordless shout of alarm that caused the rest of their group to whip their heads around and look at Emmet.
Only… rather than. whatever he might have expected. the people then ran to hide, or pulled out weapons and called their pokemon partners to their side.
What? Wait, what?
His steps faltered, then slowed to a stop all together as one individual in particular stepped forward, spear pointed directly at Emmet's heart, even from the relative distance. Not far enough to reach him, but he was confident they could throw it and their aim would be true.
They shouted something, certainly words. For a moment, he thought he had just completely missed comprehending what they said, with how mentally and physically drained he was, but as they continued to speak he realized they were speaking in a completely different language entirely.
That was. not good.
He tilted his head, letting out a confused noise. Perhaps they could be able to understand his plight? No, that wouldn't make sense. But if he himself tried talking in his own language, maybe then?
He just wanted the spear to Stop being pointed at his heart. It was. quite uncomfortable.
He held up his hands, and tried to speak.
But all that came out was a pained, wheezy rasp, something awful and horrible even for his bad days. But this was definitely one of the worst days ever, so it wasn't particularly surprising.
Unfortunately, it seemed to have the opposite effect of getting the others to understand him. In fact, it seemed it was rather alarming -- not that he blamed them. It was definitely a horrible noise -- as the individual with the spear stepped forwards and jabbed it towards him, effectively pushing him away without touching him.
He whined, upset and confused, but it did little to sway the others, and their aggression did not lessen.
There was no way he was in the world he'd come from. Not with every pokemon and human being so aggressive. Pokemon, he could understand, but humans? It just did not make any sense. It wouldn't fit in his understanding of the world he came from.
He tucked his hands back under his arms, giving up on the peaceful gesture from before. His smile faltered, but he fought to keep it up. He needed to seem friendly!
He rrrealy did not want to get sent back to that horrible snow and ice. He would certainly perish.
Despite their reactions, he stopped moving backwards and instead pointed at the fire. He tried making a pleading noise, but it clearly didn't come across well, as the person with a spear seemed to get angrier.
They shouted at him, loud and vicious, and jabbed the spear at him close enough that it would have stabbed him if he hadn't moved away in time. Even then, it nicked him in the arm, easily slicing through his moderately reinforced coat.
Not good!
He tried one last, desperate attempt at speech, tears gathering in his eyes as everything threatened to bury him in an overwhelming wave of everything.
And surprisingly, it must have done something, based on their slight hesitation.
But it was only slight, giving him just enough time to dodge another swipe of the spear. The tears began to fall, and the person in front of him growled at their hesitation.
A moment later, it seemed as if they'd come to a conclusion of some kind, their countenance relaxing --
Before they quickly flipped their spear around and whacked him in the head with a blunt end.
(The last thing he saw, an instant before he blacked out, was a dark silhouette in the background, quickly approaching, and a comfortingly familiar voice.)
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“Bruce isn’t my dad and I’m not part of this family” - Stephanie Brown
My personal headcannons of how Bruce is a dad to Stephanie and despite both of them denying it. We all know. He’s the dad she wishes hers was
- this one she doesn’t know but when she was Robin he added her into the Will and made her a college fund
- she has a room in the manor since day one for when she was “to tired to head home” took her awhile to actually spend the night but she fell asleep in the cave and Bruce carried her up
- He helped her find the couple to adopt her baby and not ONCE did he judge her
- when her Mom was to high to go. He went to Parent teacher conference
- he convinced her to transfer to the same school his other kids went to and paid for it
- also attended all school events
- when she had a bad day he would watch movies and eat ice cream with her
- he helped her pick out a college
- he punched her bio dad in the face as Bruce Wayne during a hostage situation for criticizing her ( it was a Gala even and Steph and Tim came with him)
- she doesn’t even knock when she gets to his house anymore. She has a dedicated hook on the coat rack
- has grouped her in “my kids” when talking about his kids
- accidentally spoken about her in a interview many times and always tries to backtrack
- he is just so proud of her tho did you know her baking soda volcano stuff hit the gym roof
- Bruce can be a emotional brick sometimes. But he’s trying. The first time he told her he was proud of her after a particularly bad run in with some baddies was also the first day she hugged him
- when he and the kids were walking down the street and some creep made some creepy catcalls to her and Cass Bruce got into their faces and told them never speak to his daughters like that again
- she’s in all Christmas cards
- she eventually will spend more time at Bruce’s then her own for the night
- when she was trying to get a loan for school he had to stop her and be like “I have money for you to go”
- went to several College events to
- when she got the flu he was the one who took care of her
- her favourite movies and books joined the library and movie collection
- her favourite snacks and foods were added to the grocery orders
- she once joked that she was better then her and he dead serious looked her in the eyes and said “in many ways each and every one of you are better then me and I can’t wait to see you all surpass me”
- has said that IF someone else does become Batman (which he doesn’t want) Steph and Cass are the options
- Damian calls her his sister at school and neither lived it down
- made Bruce happy tho
- she has done the “if I run at him he will catch me” and he always does and somehow always manages to never drop what he’s holding
- He never forgets her birthday when both of her parents has
- actually listens to what she wants and gets her stuff she likes. When bio dad remembers it’s little kid toys. When mom it’s clothes in her moms size and style..and from her closet
- has only called him Dad ONCE while sober. She came really close to death and got hurt and he panicked. Kicked a dude in the face and rescued her. He also carried her back home while she was sobbing. She didn’t let go for a hour and at the end mumbled “thanks dad” and booked it to the showers
- he has and will tuck her in
- will listen outside her door for a second at night to make sure she’s breAthing like he does with all his kids
- she once jokingly asked him to read her a story. And HE DID
- is her emergency contact
In the future past current continuity
- he will be the one to walk her down the isle at her wedding
- gave the shovel talk to her spouse (if not Tim)
- gets called Grandpa by her kids
- he cried. She gave him a “worlds okayest Grandpa” to match the mug
- kid has half a dozen uncles and one aunt
- supports whatever career she chose
- second and last time she ever called him Dad was at the funeral. By then she never said it to keep the joke going
The joke to them being
“He’s not my dad” “she’s not my kid”
While everyone looks on like
😑
Happy Fathers Day!
#batman#batfam#dick greyson#nightwing#jason todd#red hood#Batman#Bruce Wayne#Stephanie brown#spoiler#batgirl#Tim Drake#red Robin#Damian Wayne#Robin#alfred pennyworth
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survive hcs of any kind. Hand em over 🔫
I have so many where do I even start
First I'll talk about truthful route specific hcs then transition to more general ones
Miu handles big scary rides way better than Takuma does so she becomes Minoru's go-to amusement park buddy
Shuuji sleeps holding Lopmon like a teddy bear
Akiharu goes from being the crazy eccentric at his university to being THE guy everyone goes to for answers. He gets a raise and a published textbook which is good because he accidentally became a single father of four (someone's gotta raise Miyuki, and Shuuji, Miu, and Kaito's parents don't deserve them) and could use the funds.
He, Miyuki, and Renamon teach the other kids and mons the piano with varying degrees of success. Dracmon, as it happens, does the best. Please imagine him for whatever reason coming across an organ someday and playing dramatic vampire music. That is all.
Saki finally learns to stop caring what people think of her because any friend worth having is one that'll love her for her real self. She loses a lot of her old friends that way but good riddance.
Ryo and Kaito are both actually quite book smart but stopped trying in school after Certain Traumatic Life Events. After getting back to the real world, Ryo finally starts trying again bc he remembers what it's like to care about his future again. Miu more or less forces Kaito to do better because she'll be damned if he can't graduate and she's stuck going to the same school as him forever.
Aoi is the only member of the group who can pass off her partner as a support animal and bring her everywhere and anywhere.
All the mons with at least one evo that has a more humanoid form have a human disguise they can use in the real world. That being said, please imagine Ceresmon Medium or Beelzemon working retail. Like how freaking funny would that be.
Minoru and Takuma were falsely led to believe that Kaito is bad at video games because Miu said she always beats him. He then proceeded to destroy them at every game they own. He's not a bad gamer, just a good brother.
Speaking of games, Minoru and Kaito are banned from board game night with The Squad after they nearly killed each other over Uno.
Third game related hc in a row but Floramon and Dracmon are the best at poker while Falcomon, Lopmon and Agumon suck. Kunemon, Labramon, and Syakomon unfortunately do not have hands to play without everyone seeing their cards. Sometimes their partners will help with this, but card cames aren't exactly Ryo's or Miu's idea of a good time.
Ryo is afraid of spiders. I wonder why.
Dracmon hates keeping to a diurnal schedule. As soon as they're all in the real world, he's up all night and asleep for as much of the day as he can get away with (usually when Kaito's at school). He's a bad influence on the kid's sleep schedule, but it's not like it's on purpose.
Getting into the more general stuff
Dracmon would absolutely leave eyes in random places as a prank
Aoi also likes romcoms so she and Takuma give each other manga and movie recs. They have an unspoken agreement not to let Minoru or Saki find out because that's too embarrassing.
Neither of the Shinonome siblings are cis or het and this is the hill I die on.
Minoru snores. Loudly. At least one night in the Other World, Takuma had to stop Kaito from smothering him in his sleep over it.
Aoi is a fitfull sleeper and Miu gets nightterrors. Rip Saki's sleep.
Minoru's fashion sense bothers Saki more than she will ever say to his face. She really likes Miu's, tho, which made Miu extremely happy to hear.
The mystery of how Aoi's hair works plagues everyone's thoughts. Seriously how does it do that?
Speaking of hair, Kaito is really pretty with his down. It is for this exact reason that it is ALWAYS up, even when he sleeps.
Most of these kids can't cook to save their lives. Shuuji is particularly skilled at accidentally lighting fires. If Miu wants to experiment with spices, RUN.
Takuma's goggles are prescription. His eyesight isn't that bad, but they help his depth perception when he's playing sports. I don't wanna accuse him of being a soccer player like certain other goggle heads...so I'm gonna come in with another hc and say he's good at tennis.
Miu is the kind of kid who would write fanfic in an open notebook in the middle of class with 0 shits given. In the Moral and Truthful Routes (and yknow what fuck it why not Wrathful, too) I like to think she would start posting shit online and Minoru would be her beta reader. If Kaito's jealous that she didn't ask him instead, he doesn't say it.
Takuma is bad at math. I have no real reason for believing this, he just feels like a guy who's bad at math. Maybe it's just because he reminds me too much of Sora from Kingdom Hearts.
You really opened a can of worms buddy jfc this post is long.
#digimon survive#miu shinonome#kaito shinonome#minoru hinata#takuma momozuka#akiharu minase#miyuki minase#ryo tominaga#saki kimishima#aoi shibuya#shuuji kayama#dracmon#kunemon#floramon#falcomon#syakomon#agumon#labramon#renamon#lopmon#digimon survive spoilers#headcanons
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