#exceptone

[kanra25]

When their siblings start to get annoying Jon and Damian like to flirt with each other in front of them to get them to go away

Damian: And what is it that you think I need Kent

Jon: What I think you need sugar, is for me to give you some tender love and care. What do you say?

Damian: I'd say that's rather nice of you to offer

Jon: Oh I'd offer you anything sweetheart

And it works every time, in making Kon kind of want to cry cus that's Jon he's supposed to be a baby and making Damian's siblings uncomfortable. Excepton for Stephanie, she finds it hilarious, she knows exactly what they're trying to do

[kvntonq]

𖤐 — not to me

pairing - old man logan ft. human!reader

summary - he says he doesn't deserve you, you remind him he doesn't get to decide that.

contents - protective!logan, a bit angst (typical logan), hurt & comfort, fluff, established relationship, brief mention of harassment.

words count - 1279 words

zayn's note - just wanna try writing angst a bit, well it's not fully angst but it's there. enjoy your reading lovelies!! <3

It was raining sideways the first time he saw you.

Some no-name town off a backroad in Texas. He'd stopped for gas, blood dried on his knuckles and too much noise in his head. You were out back behind the diner, hunched beside a busted-down car, cussing it out like it'd personally betrayed you.

He would've kept walking. He usually did. But something made him pause. Maybe it was the way you didn't flinch when he approached—just glanced up, squinted at him through the rain.

"Got a stare problem or are you gonna help?"

He didn't say anything, just shrugged off his coat, crouched beside you, and wordlessly started to work. Hands covered in grease, rain dipping from his nose, he expected silence.

Instead, you talked. Not about the car, but about music. Weather. How thankful you are for stumbling onto him in the rain. The kind of small, easy things no one asked him about anymore.

"You a mechanic?" you asked at one point.

He shook his head. "No," he replied gruffly, voice husky and deep.

"You're good with your hands."

And that made him look up. You didn't say it like a flirt. Just a fact and that threw him more than it should've.

The engine turned over ten minutes later. You grinned, all teeth and rain and relief.

"Guess I owe you a drink. The bar is alredy closed but I would make an excepton for you."

He should've said no. But he didn't.

That night, he followed you to the bar, silence and awkward. You slid him a beer and didn't ask questions. Not about the scars. The limp. The name he didn't offer.

You just sat there. Two ghosts passing time.

He left afterwards. But a week later, he came back.

Didn't know why then.

He did now.

The place was already buzzing when Logan slipped in.

He never liked the crowds—too loud, too many smells, too many hands reaching for things they didn't need. But he came anyway. Sat in the far corner, nursing a beer that'd long since gone warm. Watching you behind the bar, moving fast, smiling soft. That smile wasn't for him tonight—but he didn't mind. You were in your element. You always looked good in motion. Like the worlds couldn't touch you when you were working. Like you belonged there, even if he never felt like he belonged anywhere.

Until they showed up.

Three men—local drunks, loud and handsy. The kind who thought a tip gave them permission to linger, leer and make you uncomfortable. You dealt with it most nights. You were tough. Handled creeps like breathing. But tonight... they pushed it.

The tall one leaned over the bar, eyes too slick, voice slurred. "C'mon, sweetheart. Don't act like you don't like the attention."

You gave a tight smile. "I like respect. Think you got any of that back in your truck?"

His buddies cackled. He didn't. Instead, his hand slid over the bar—aiming for your wrist.

That's when you saw Logan stand.

You tried to wave him off, just a small shake of your head, but it was too late. The drunk grabbed your arm.

"Let go," you said, voice steel beneath the honey.

"Make me," he sneered.

And Logan moved.

One second he was across the room. The next he had the guy's arm twisted behind his back, face shoved into the sticky wood of the bar. The other two barely had time to register before Logan's claws snikted out, gleaming cold and sharp by the man's throat.

"Touch her again and you'll lose more than your drink."

His voice wasn't loud but the bar went silent. One of those silences that rang like a church bells in your chest.

The man whimpered. His friends scrambled. And Logan let him go—barely. You'd never seen a man soil himself out of fear until that night.

And you never looked away from Logan. His hands trembled. Like he wasn't actually aware of his reactions just now.

Later, Logan drove back in silence, jaw tight, knuckles white on the wheel. You didn't dare to say anything. You knew that look. Not rage. Not exactly. Just the old, heavy kind of guilt that sat in his bones like rust.

Now, he sat at the edge of the bed, brooding himself. You knelt in front of him, gently tugging his hands into yours. He flinched at first, but didn't pull away.

“Logan,” you said softly. “They started it.”

“I finished it like an animal,” he muttered. “You saw how they looked at me. Like I was a damn freak.”

You squeezed his hands, gently but hard enough to feel his presence. “You stopped them before they hurt me. That's not being a freak. That's being good.”

“Good,” he echoed, bitterly. “I don't even know what that means anymore. I scare people, sweetheart. I lose control. I've killed more men than you've met in your life.”

“And every time you've laid a hand on me? You've been gentle.” You looked up at him, hands cupping his face, forcing him to look at you. “Every time I've needed you, you showed up. Even when you didn't want to.”

He went quiet. His eyes looked too old, too tired. Like he'd been carrying the world too long and no one had offered to take even an ounce of the weight.

“You're not a monster to me, Logan. Not tonight. Not ever. You're the man that I fell in love with.”

That broke something in him. Not loud. Not messy. Just a quiet, unraveling breath as he leaned into your touch. He didn't move at first. Just stayed there, forehead pressed to yours, like breathing near you helped keep the darkness at bay. His hands rested on your waist, tentative, unsure—like he was afraid even now he'd break something.

You didn't pull away either. 

“You okay?” you asked, voice barely above a whisper.

“Am I ever?” he replied, half a smirk, half truth.

You gave him a look. “Be serious.”

“I am.” He let out a breath. “You ever think I'm just too damn far gone for this? For… for us?”

You shook your head instantly, thumbs rubbing his cheek. “No. Not once.”

His brows knitted, guilt sinking deeper into his eyes. “You saw me tonight. What I'm capable of. That didn't scare you?”

“What scares me the most is the idea of a world where you didn't come for me.”

He stared at you, unmoving. Torn between self-loathing and something that looked like love—raw, old, too big for a man like him. Like it didn't know how to live inside him without tearing him apart.

So, you kissed him.

Soft. Familiar. Gentle in the way people only kiss when they already know each other—when it isn't about proving anything, just being with someone who makes the darkness feel less heavy.

He breathed into it, forehead resting against yours once again when you pulled back.

“I don't deserve you,” he whispered. Like always, like that was the only thing he had known to say whenever you were here.

“Good thing you don't get to decide that. I chose you back then and I will always choose you.”

And for the first time that night, he let out a soft laugh—hoarse and rough, but real. Like it hurts to let it out. But it healed something anyway.

Later, you lay curled up together under the thin blanket. Logan didn’t sleep much. He never did. But he held you close, one hand resting against your back, your steady breathing lulling the storm in his chest.

You didn't need to fix him. You just needed to be there.

And you were.

that's it guys!! i hope you enjoy your reading!! give me your thoughts, feedbacks on this!! reblogs are appreciated too <3 till we meet again, then!

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[chocomony]

One of my art goals this year is to draw one Spectrobe evolution line every week (with a few exceptons), and thus to keep track of everything I made this list where every spectrobe drawn will be linked.

If you don’t know that Spectrobes are here is a short video you can watch that explains it very nicely.

But if you need a quick summary, it is a creature-collector + action game franchise from Disney. It has three games, the original Spectrobes (2007), Spectrobes: Beyond the Portals (2008) and Spectrobes: Origins (2009). In these games you play as Rallen and Jeena, two “space cops” that must defend their solar system from dark creatures known as the Krawl using the powerful creatures of light known as Spectrobes. You find these creatures by excavating them, evolve them by feeding them minerals, and fight with them against the Krawl. Even though I don’t expect this series to be as popular as the HTTYD Weekly Dragons one, I’ll  apply the same Permissions Rules as that series. The Big List of Spectrobes

Full list under the Read More.

Nanairo solar system

Vilar / Vilamasta / Vilanox

Segu / Segulos / Segulara

Harumi / Harumite / Harumitey

Spiko / Spikan / Spikanor

Nagu / Naguryu / Naguzoro

Inkana / Inkanapa / Inkaflare

Dongor / Dongora / Dongiga

Bartor / Bartolor / Bartolosa

Aoi / Aoba / Aobasar

Komainu / Komanoto / Komadoros

Shakin / Shakor / Shakoblad

Zoza / Zozane / Zozanero

Grilda / Grilden / Grildragos

Gejio / Gejigen / Gejigage

Kasumi / Kasumite / Kasumire

Samukabu / Samurite / Samugeki

Kubaku / Kuganon / Kugaster

Masetto / Maserobo / Masetosu

Danawa / Danapix / Danaphant

Tenkro / Senkro / Gekikro

Mossari / Mossarito / Mossax

Mesa / Mesabone / Mesathorn

Winba / Winbus / Windora

Thunba / Thundor / Thundora

Gagong / Gorgong / Zeragong

Koroko / Korogeki / Korozama

Ojimaru / Ojidono / Ojizama

Tamazoa / Tiazoa / Gokazoa

Mugon / Chomugon / Gekimugon

Shimainu / Shimanoto / Shimadoros

Darucho / Darutori / Darutake

Boma / Boma-Boma / Doma-Boma

Azapi / Azamaru / Azamaros

Senpu / Senpura / Senpuga

Azeko / Azenor / Azewana

Mantrador / Mantradora / Mantrados

Pago / Pagoni / Pagoyama

Leo / Leopuba / Leozar

Tobasu / Ketobasu / Butobasu

Denden / Dendama / Denpachi

Karakuri / Kamakuri / Gekikuri

Hapacha / Hapazoa / Hapaxion

Anubi / Anubos / Anuberos

Ryza / Rygazelle / Rydrake

Torga / Torgazar / Torgallup

Nokoko / Nokogiro / Nokogilla

Shogyo / Chugyo / Daigyo

Haneoto / Hanegaku / Hanebakuon

Tekka / Tekkadon / Tekkadorax

Kaio Solar System

Zen / Gazen / Totsuzen

Hiko / Hikodrake / Hikolossa

Torga / Torgazar / Torgallup

Zaza / Zazane / Zazanero

Zeni / Zenigor    / Zenipyra

Ukabi / Ukalos / Ukazeer

Paga / Pagani / Pagadori

Zuwa / Zuwaja / Zuwakrid

Dongu / Rapagu / Daidongu

Pepe / Pepeza / Pepethraz

Sabo / Sabogar / Saboquill

Hananomi / Piximi / Florami

Mayar / Mayarex / Mayazerra

Gorz / Gorgan / Gorberus

Zappi / Zappira / Zappizor

Totemo / Totemoon / Totegarda

Zora / Bazora / Yagizora

Special Spectrobes

Kibatekka

Bakuraiya

Isadora

Flamerax

Mizusar

Bombzar

Scarazook

Optoger

Pegatinum Ultimate Forms

Tindera

Zorna

Fulvina

Larrup

Voltorn

Artezza

Shula

Kaio

[swirlystarlz]

“men dni”

i have an excepton for the man on my pfp.

[oceanfalls-official]

How are stats judged? Like is it different for each individual/race? Does it measure maximum potential for abilities, like how an adult will be stronger than a child, than an adult with 3 orbs is stronger than a child with 5? How is it that certain people are aware of parties/stats? What gives you your unique 4th stat?

Thank you for the question!

Stats are the same across individuals, whether they are monsters, humans, or winged. The only unique thing per individual is the special fourth stat, which is their most outstanding trait or skill, and something that best represents the specific individual in question.

This fourth stat isn't exactly 'given', rather it's developed by people naturally, usually due to their surrounding environment/forces. For example, Mei's Luck is indeed a byproduct of her winged title, while Aria's Percept just indicates how she learned to pay exceptonal attention to very small details as a result of having to constantly watch out for danger while growing up in the monster world.

The number of stat points indicates the average performance you can expect from a character in a given area. In many cases, people can sometimes push past their usual limits (eg. during an adrinaline rush, maybe a bit more Power would come through, and things like Mei's use of belief makes her Power stat points completely irrelevant!). In other, less natural cases, people might use ablities or external boosters to accomplish more than they would ordinarily be capable of, which is represented as a temporary increase in stat points for the duration of the enhancement (eg. Nino's fortification can temporarily give him a Speed stat boost).

Stats don't take people's physical differences and biological characteristics into account, which includes their age. A child with Power at 5 points isn't necessarily *always* stronger than an adult with Power at 3 or 4 points. Other differences like height, weight, sex, and species, are also factors that change things. Stats are only a raw representation of three main things (plus the fourth special stat), but they say nothing about something like stamina for example, which could be strongly affected by the aforementioned characteristics. It's hard to definitively say a person is *always* 100% better than someone else if you go by stats alone.

Finally, no one is actually "aware" of stats the exact same way you (the reader) see them. Characters "seeing stats" is simply them having a good enough read on the skills and capabilities of others around them, and so their understanding of someone's combat prowess is being represented to you and only you through the stat screen.

Hence, that menu isn't actually "real" to the characters. No one in universe would say "Solis probably has a high Mind stat", they'd just say "he's good at strategizing" to mean the same thing, which is what you'd glean from looking at the stats yourself!

[dog-boarding-with-a-family]

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[igniida]

@exceptone​ requested: “Don’t be an ass.”

4 Word Prompts // No Longer Accepting

“I’ll stop when you stop.” Idia snickers, using his shoulder to push at Piper in an attempt to distract her from the game they were playing together. A very unprofessional move for a real gamer. If he were playing the game competitively he’d never do something so under handed. But considering they were just goofing around, wasting time after classes, he allowed himself a bit of mischief. Moments he’d only before shared with his brother. At this point trying to distract one another from finishing the race had become as much part of the game as actually beating it.

In what would be considered a highly uncouth move in the gaming circles Idia leans his whole body in front of Piper blocking their gaze from the screen as he tries to speed ahead of them with his shy guy. A laugh that would be considered creepy by most escapes when he picks up an upgrade. Even when he leans too far to make him lose his balance and fall over in front of them he doesn’t stop laughing or smiling, actually enjoying his time. “Ha, gotcha! Now there’s no way you’ll catch up to me!” That’s a bluff, it’d be fairly easy for them to catch him. But what’s gaming without some well earned taunting?

[makovu]

@exceptone​ asked: "Babe, babe, hey — look at this." Piper is laying on his bed when he walks in, laptop on her stomach, head propped up on a pillow to see. It's not a flattering pose, something she'd worried about at the beginning, but they’re far past that. They wave him over without so much as a hi, turning the laptop to show him and beginning to dissolve into laughter — "somebody — hah — somebody made a wikifeet article about you." IT WASN'T EVEN THEM.

GOOD NEWS FOR piper: she doesn’t even need to call leona over. he comes into the room and he’s making a line for the bed, as usual, the only real sign that their calling him over had any effect being a little curious sound he makes. he lays on his side beside her, a hand finding their red hair to idly run his fingers through as he faces them.

BAD NEWS FOR leona: literally everything that comes out of piper’s mouth and everything on the laptop display. “ a fuckin’ what?? ” he asks, but with the page being up it’s a pointless question of shock more than genuine misunderstanding. ugh. bunch of weirdos. but it comes with being a prince and therefore in the public eye at all despite his best efforts. he closes his eyes as he rests his head on a pillow, groaning in annoyance even as piper shakes with laughter beside him, hand withdrawing from her hair to lightly flick her ear. “ ‘m blaming you till you give me a reason not to, princess. ” this sounds too much like the shit she’d pull and they both know it. “ and laughing’s not helpin’ your case. ”

[unblot]

@exceptone​​ :    "Let me make one thing clear to you, punk." Okay, maybe cornering him and glaring and talking like a delinquent is overdoing it, but Piper's nothing if not dramatic, and selling it well to boot. ( it's not like piper is actually concerned that the wannabe honor student would intentionally hurt her. and piper has unintentionally hurting her down pat. ) They glower at Deuce with the energy of a deeply concerned older sibling. "If you so much as consider breaking Barbara's heart, I BREAK YOU. We clear?"

ordinarily being approached in this manner tends to trigger his bad boy mode. but the mention of barbara changes that this time around. does this diasomnia guy know about them? how did it get out? deuce hasn’t told anyone except his mom ( which he got permission about ). that in addition to the threat makes deuce straighten, eyes wide as he stares back at the upperclassman. ❛    yes sir!    ❜  wait he can’t confirm that he’s seeing barbara that’ll ruin everything. he’s gotta play dumb. ❛   i mean! -- i’m not seeing barbara! who’s barbara?!    ❜  not that dumb! 

[quatred]

@exceptone​ asked:  "You like girls, right?" Piper asks once day, leaning too close where they sit across from one another. When he nods, confused, Piper grins sharply. "Good," they reply, and then lean forward to press a kiss to his mouth before sauntering away with nothing more than a "Bye ~ !" THEY JUST THOUGHT IT'D BE FUNNY TO SEE HIS FACE.

it’s a weird question to get suddenly, especially from someone he’s not especially close to — pearce is fine, sure, but cater always gets the vibe that he’s... not a fan of him, which contradicts the proximity and the question. “ ah, yeah?? ” comes his response, voice confused and questioning as he gives a nod. 

it’s a weird question, but what happens next is weirder. the distance between himself and pearce is closed and then his lips are captured in a kiss. cater’s green eyes are wide, expression pulled into one of abject shock as they pull away. he can’t even stammer out a question, as flabbergasted as he is. all he can do is watch pearce ( ? ) as they saunter away, clearly pleased with themself.

it’s not much later when his mind has finally cleared enough to put together the question and his response and their response and then the action —

[ txt : pearce 🐉 ] i might be slow but are you trying to tell me you’re a girl?????

[starswept]

          — inbox / @exceptone​​

📖 FOR PIPER HOLY SHIT

Saturday, June 5th

          I think I like Pearce ? well, I don’t know exactly. of course, I like Pearce, but it’s not the normal feelings you’re supposed to have for your friends. sometimes I want to hold their hand and just yesterday, I kind of thought about kissing them... maybe. it’s very quick and brief and really took me by surprise ! I just don’t know what’s going on ! I do know that more than anything, just being around them brings me incredible happiness. it feels similar to when I ride my carpet or play music ! sometimes I quietly ask the stars to never let the sun set just because I don’t want to stop being with Pearce. 

          it’s so new and different, and I don’t know what to do ! I might need to ask cater and lilia about it. they’re both so smart, they’ll know what it is I’m feeling for sure ! usually when you like someone, you tell them, right ? are you supposed to start dating then ? or is that only when you love someone ? 

          love and dating... I wonder if Pearce has thought about it as well. have they ever been in love ? 

Tuesday, June 28th

          Pearce doesn’t want to hang around me anymore. they never said it to me, but they’re doing the same thing jamil does where they don’t come around me anymore. we don’t meet in the mornings or eat together or talk like we used to. I don’t know why, but it has to be my fault. maybe I said something wrong or made them feel bad, but no matter how much I think about it, I can’t pinpoint the exact moment. jamil always told me I needed to pay attention more, and I really should have listened. maybe I could have said sorry ? but I don’t know what’s wrong, and I haven’t seen them long enough to apologize. 

          I screwed up again. just like with jamil, I keep hurting my friends. I really miss them though. I just want to see them again, even if it’s only one more time. 

Wednesday, August 29th

          it happened again. Pearce got hurt protecting me, and now they’re in the infirmary resting. they haven’t woken up yet, but the doctor said they’ll be okay. they look so peaceful while they sleep, like nothing’s happened at all, like they’re not in pain. even if they’re fine, I can’t bring myself to leave. what if when I do, something bad happens ? what if they wake up, and I’m not here ? I know I asked to see them one more time, but it wasn’t supposed to be like this. 

          they probably still dislike me, but I have to stay here, even if they wouldn’t want me to. there’s so much I still have to tell them. it does feel nice, being able to hold their hand again. it lets me know that they’re okay, and they’re still here with me. 

Thursday, August 30th

          it’s love. it’s been love all this time.

          I love Piper. 

[cityhymn]

@exceptone​ rq’d a starter!

“You remind me of someone I know.”  Not Neku as he was now -- Neku as he was when Joshua had shot him dead in front of Hanekoma’s mural / the Neku who swore to shut everyone out with those headphones / Neku in whom Joshua thought would find salvation / would find ERASURE and QUIET -- only to discover that yes, this world could be beautiful.

But Joshua’s words aren’t.  “So, what’s your sob story? Is there one? Or is your Soul just like this?”  ANYONE CAN CHANGE. Joshua knows this now. Had bet the city on it. But he’s not the best catalyst for such change. No use pretending he’s something he’s not. Good things never come of it -- only attachment and a newfound love for the RG...which made his job all the more difficult.

[ofwaking]

     he stuck out like a sore thumb, still in his uniform ( or, parts of it, with his jacket unbuttoned, his sash left in his dorm & his pants not uniform at all ) but on the night raven campus. riku would be busy for several more hours––––  clubs, tutoring, he was working awfully hard–––– & kairi was going through enough without him adding her concern for him into the mix, but the snide comments that was coming from some of his schoolmates had made him want to seek refuge somewhere else.

      & so, he had tucked himself away into a quiet corner of night raven, arms resting on his knees & back up against the wall. despite his boredom, he was content to wait there until riku was free, but riku wasn’t the one who found him first.

     ❝ i know, i know, i’m not s’posed to be here. i’m just waiting for my friend to be free. ❞

     he glanced up, trying to put a face to the person who’s shadow was cast over where he sat–––– suddenly, he was feeling a bit afraid.

     ❝ you’re...not gonna kick me out or something, are you? ❞

                                                                                    ( starter call! | @exceptone​ )

[mewsdirect]

@exceptone​ is an annoyance :  Piper's voice is a cheerful shout, hand waving over their head as they try to get the other's attention. "HEY, CHESTER!" — from exceptone :)

thing is, che’nya actually likes pearce. who wouldn’t. they’re fun and it’s harder to jerk their chain than most, in the way that che’nya tends to when joining someone else’s orbit for a moment. pearce, che’nya’s found, jerks back.

alchemi alchemivich pinka is too hard for people, so they go by che’nya instead. che’nya. their tail swings from side to side, feline eyes growing sharp—but then the moment passes, and che’nya’s lips curl smoothly and they tilt their head.      ❛ hi, peace.  ❜

[magicalshift]

@exceptone​ sent:    He'll find a small bag of candy — caramels, the kind he liked as a child — outside his room's door one morning. I wonder how those got there.

the sound of something hitting thin plastic greets him when he opens his room door, and his brow furrows as he peaks around the door to see the cause. it’s a bag of... ah.

jean’s expression remains furrowed as he sighs, some sort of upset slipping between the cracks. after a moment of debating with himself he leans down to pick up the bag. it’s the same brand, too, and he almost rolls his eyes — but it’s an exasperated thing, almost pained. piper. 

he tosses them into a bin on his way to class.

[igniida]

@exceptone​

This had to be a joke, a cruel awful joke being played on him by the fates themselves. That was the only explanation Idia could find. Why else would there be ‘couples only’ otaku events?! Who in their right mind decided to create ‘couples only’ events for merch releases?! Sure it was in honor of Sailor Bunny and Tuxedo Rose’s marriage, that had been a decade in the making. But why would they only give out the limited edition UsaRose key chain to couples!? It was a direct attack to every lonely otaku out there! And the people working the cafes running the event were just as cruel as the fates. Refusing to give out the charms to singles no matter how hard one begged and Idia had begged. Very, very hard. Embarrassingly so.

However he was not one to give up so easily. If all he had to do was convince the cafe workers he was part of a couple then so be it. He would find someone to go with him and get both pieces of the key chain! At Night Raven that was easier said then done however. Ask the wrong person and he could be the laughing stock of the school until graduation. Well he was sure he was already that. But if he didn’t dread carefully he could make his school life all the worse. He thought of asking Azul but ditched that idea just as quickly as it came to him. Then he thought of Salem, surely they would be kind enough to agree to go with. But who would believe someone as pretty as Salem would agree to go out with someone like him?

It was in these thoughts as he sat by the school gates that he finally saw the perfect partner to his plan.

“Pearce.” People would probably still question why someone as attractive as Pearce was dating him. But it probably wouldn’t be as unheard of and maybe he could make up an excuse. Like they felt bad for him or something.

“H-hey Pearce, wait up.” Though his voice didn’t care very far he made up for it with long limbs that had him up and walking at Pearce’s side in a matter of seconds. “Are you... Are you busy today?”