#help these tags are insanely long AHHHHHH

[makeste]

BnHA Chapter 289: Looks Like the Gang’s All Here

Previously on BnHA: Horikoshi was all “you guys don’t really need to know what’s gonna happen to Deku and Shouto right now” and cut away to Toga and Ochako before anyone could get a word in. Skeptic utilized the power of Freak Shounen Coincidence to magically zero in on Ochako and Tsuyu amongst the fleeing crowd. Toga was all “IS THAT OCHAKO” and immediately leaped down to fight them, ignoring Spinner’s heartfelt speeches about Villain Found Family because fight now, hug later!! Down in the streets of some unidentified crumbling city, Ochako was approached by a sweet old lady and was all “I better help this sweet old lady who is definitely not leading me into a trap”, which unfortunately turned out to be poor decision-making on her part. Anyway so now she and Toga are going to throw down. AND ALSO, P.S., BEST JEANIST IS STILL ALIVE, and that doesn’t really have anything to do with anything right now, but BY GOLLY I JUST HAD TO SHOUT IT FROM THE ROOFTOPS.

Today on BnHA: Iida and Hadou are all “is it our turn yet”, and Horikoshi is all “yes”, and so the two of them finally burst onto the scene and are all “hello Shouto, Gigantomachia is on his way, btw do you need help” and so they all get ready to fight Tomura together. Meanwhile in Unnamed Ochako And Toga Fight Town, Toga is all “what’s up Ochako, oh is this the All Might doll Deku gave you, I guess you must like Deku as well, just like me, we truly are the same, btw I can use other people’s quirks now” before she vanishes in a flurry of knives and ambiguity, as mysteriously as she came. So that’s a thing that happened. The chapter ends with Gigantomachia and the League STOMPIN’ ONTO THE SCENE, JUST IN TIME FOR ENDEAVOR TO WAKE UP AND BE ALL “OHHHHH SHIT.” YOU’RE DAMN RIGHT, “OH SHIT.” Finally the pieces are in place for Dabi to reveal his true identity to Hadou and Iida, JUST LIKE WE ALL EXPECTED.

before I start, thank you so much to everyone who sent birthday messages on Wednesday!! I had a good day; my quarantine impulse purchase guitar that I ordered months ago but had been backordered finally arrived, and so now I can do something productive with my time as I continue to while away these months in isolation! not to say that capslocking over fictional characters and their shounen escapades doesn’t also count as being productive lmao. anyways, my fingers hurt so typing is kind of a bitch right now, but I’m having fun still. IF KAMINARI CAN DO IT THEN SO CAN I

anyway so let’s see what mishaps my various catastrophe-prone children are getting up to this week

okay there are several things happening in this panel which I want to comment on

IIDA!!!

HADOU!!!

“some time after” jesus fucking christ though, how long have Deku and the rest actually been fighting?? like it’s absolutely absurd to imagine that they’ve been managing to hold off Tomura for more than a few minutes, and yet everything we’ve seen these last couple of chapters suggests that this is indeed the case. which is just pure insanity tbh. excuse me sir, but I have an emotionally maturing son, a homewrecking grandpa, and a sleep-deprived one-legged platonic husband who are all in DIRE NEED of medical attention just FYI

lastly, I direct your attention to these two cool cats in the background who are both riding on hover surfboards. living it up like it’s Back to the Future. why are there two of them. do they both just happen to have the exact same quirk. what are the odds. ARE THEY TWINS. I want to know everything about them dammit

anyway so Hadou is asking Iida why he’s tagging along, because unlike the others, he can’t fly and is thus vulnerable to Tomura’s attacks and such

well Hadou I’ll have you know that it his DUTY AS THE CLASS PRESIDENT to tag along and THAT’S WHY

oh shit you guys IIDA SAID “FUCK THE LAW”

“plus Bakugou-kun, whom I am not particularly close to, but nonetheless hold nothing personal against!” well uh, kind of a weird distinction to make there bro, but okay. listen everyone, it’s a tense situation; if Iida feels the need to clarify the ins and outs of his interpersonal relationships with each of the people he’s rescuing then please just respect that okay

anyways though have I mentioned how much I fucking love Iida Tenya though you guys. feels like I haven’t mentioned that enough. I LOVE HIM. there

FINALLY

AFTER THREE WHOLE WEEKS WE FINALLY CUT BACK. OH MY GOD. DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW LONG OF A TIME THAT IS TO BE HOLDING YOUR BREATH. [EXHALES]

is it bad that my immediate reaction to this page was A LOT OF LAUGHING, though. fkldlksh this entire situation is SO ABJECTLY TERRIBLE that if I were Shouto I would almost be fighting the urge to look around for a hidden camera at this point. ASHTON KUTCHER WHAT ON EARTH ARE YOU DOING HERE. OH THANK GOD, IT WAS ALL JUST A PRANK

anyway so uh. heh. how screwed are we at this point, exactly. oh and also, whose speech bubbles are these. who the fuck would look at this situation and these bleeding children and say “HA!” what kind of monster. just ignore that paragraph right before this one please

OH SHIT, OH SHIT, OH SHIT

TOMURA I CANNOT BELIEVE I’M SAYING THIS, BUT PLEASE LISTEN TO AFO FOR ONCE AND JUST LEAVE

pretty please. we kind of have a situation here. not that I wouldn’t love to see what this icy flamey boi could do if push came to shove, but I also have had just about enough of watching children get maimed for today though

OH SHIT

THE TIMING OF THIS MAKES ABSOLUTELY NO SENSE AT ALL BUT I DO NOT CARE!! THE CAVALRY HAS ARRIVED THANK GOD

“WHAT UP GUYS, WE BROUGHT YOU SOME TERRIBLE NEWS” FKLSHLKHLK

WELL GEE IIDA THANKS SO FUCKING MUCH!!

lmaoooo a wild Lida has been spotted what the fuck is this translation though

I don’t know which is better, the “Lida” (DO YOU EVEN READ THE SERIES BRO), or the “CHRIST” gkfhkg. CLASSIC LIDA

OH SNAP HADOU

sobbing at Manual cradling the still-warm corpse of Gran Torino like a tiny baby khlk;h. BUT ANYWAYS HADOU SAW HER TEACHER ALL BLOODIED UP AND IS READY TO THROW DOWN, YESSSSS, THE MY LADIES ACADEMIA ARC CONTINUES

(ETA: listen you guys, there were many things at the end of this chapter that brought me joy, but perhaps none more than the inclusion of Hadou in the final two page spread looking all serious alongside the Todorokis, as if she has any fucking clue at all wtf is going on slfkhlkhgghsl. what I wouldn’t give to see her and Deku and Iida all making frantic bewildered eye contact at each other throughout the next chapter lmao.)

GOD FUCKING DAMMIT DEKU

ARE YOU PROPPING YOURSELF UP WITH YOUR ARM THAT’S IN SPLINTERS, I CAN’T EVEN BELIEVE YOU RIGHT NOW. SOMEONE PLEASE SLAP SOME SENSE INTO THIS CHILD. SIT YOUR ASS DOWN

LMAO TODO’S READY TO TAKE AFOMURA ON. THE SHARED HERO BRAINCELL HAS ALREADY EXPIRED. FUCK IT LET’S DO THIS

“true, I already watched him murder my dad, my boyfriend, my other boyfriend, my teacher, and dozens of other people, but gosh darn it, I just feel like the fifteenth time’s the charm you guys.” shit, I ain’t even mad. who’s up for yet another episode of Todoroki Shouto Attempts to Murder a Bitch

-- “TIME TO CUT AWAY!!” laughs Horikoshi as he gleefully dodges out of reach before I can punch him, that SON OF A --

goddammit. you’re just lucky that I’m invested in the girl power fight too

YESSSSS OCHAKO

DON’T BE SORRY FOR KICKING ASS! NEVER BE SORRY FOR KICKING ASS

damn, looks like she managed to touch Toga’s shirt but not Toga herself. both of them are so fast

now Toga is monologuing from the shadows

we’ve all been there, Toga. sometimes you see someone you really like and it’s just like, ahhhhhh gotta kill them am I right

lol I love Toga so much you guys, but I’m also kind of wincing in anticipation of whatever essays are gonna materialize out of the fandom this week explaining how hero society has failed her utterly and she is just a victim here. CAN YOU NOT SEE HOW SHE JUST WANTED FREEDOM TO BE HERSELF AND MURDER A BUNCH OF PEOPLE flhkklhl

OH SNAP SHE WENT AND TOLD HER THE THING!!

and it was fucking awesome and scary as shit, Ochako. like damn, still sends a chill up my spine just thinking about it

anyway so now Toga is continuing to explain that she can use the quirks of whoever she transforms into

and Ochako is kind of freaking out, which I don’t blame her for, since it’s probably really upsetting to hear that your stolen blood and quirk were used to murder a bunch of people. shit

so now she’s all “WTF WHY WOULD YOU EVEN TELL ME THAT”

??? was this somehow the wrong answer?

for fuck’s sake. Toga you literally came down here to ask her if she would be willing to kill you, and here she is telling you “I would never be happy about killing someone, that’s fucked up”, and you’re all “......”

like come on though, what else do you want her to say?? and why does Ochako look so shocked now

OOP

LMAO

THEIR FACES DKSLHFKG. TOGA NO THAT IS MEAN. and jesus christ Ochako it’s just a toy. I know it has Sentimental Value and shit but is this really the thing to be getting distracted about right now

FOR FUCK’S SAKE

JIN-KUN WHOM OCHAKO HAS NEVER FUCKING MET?? THAT JIN-KUN??!

OM NOM NOM

this entire confrontation makes absolutely zero sense to me you guys. just. Horikoshi was all, “this is the kind of stuff girls talk about when they’re battling to the death, right?” just, are you okay my dude

anyway so Toga has somehow deduced that Ochako got the doll from Deku, which means that she and Ochako are exactly alike in every way, and this is somehow an important plot point, and now they’re finally getting back to the fight lulz

OH SHIT

OCHAKO BOUT TO SLAP THE SHIT OUT TOGA WITH THIS BOOKCASE ON A STRING AND THIS LOUIS BAG OH FUCK

so now Toga’s all excited and she’s all “THERE’S SOMETHING I OUGHT TO TELL YOU, I’M NOT LEFT HANDED EITHER” oh snap

fuck, it almost feels like she’s trying to warn her. Ochako idk maybe you should run shit I do not like this ( ﾟдﾟ)

but of course she is not running, and she’s all “I’ll have you take responsibility for your actions”

HEY NOW

WHAT IS FUCKING HAPPENING, DID TOGA JUST FUCKING MURDER TSUYU, WHAT THE FUCK. I AM TERRIFIED, I DON’T WANT TO SCROLL DOWN, SHE THREW LIKE FOURTEEN KNIVES INTO THE DARKNESS, WHAT THE FUCK

OH

IT’S POSSIBLE THAT I MAY HAVE OVERREACTED

so did Toga just Swip a bunch of knives for no reason and then abscond, lol what. CAN ANYBODY PLEASE EXPLAIN TO ME WHAT THE PURPOSE OF THAT ENTIRE SCENE WAS. ASIDE FROM GETTING TO SEE OCHAKO TRY AND YEET A BOOKCASE AT SOMEONE

fuck, she was crying??

DID MY GIRL TOGA JUST KILL AN OLD WOMAN, NAKEDLY LURE OCHAKO INTO A BUILDING, ANTAGONIZE HER INTO SAYING “I’LL MAKE YOU TAKE RESPONSIBILITY FOR KILLING A BUNCH OF PEOPLE JUST BECAUSE YOU FELT LIKE IT”, STEAL HER DOLL, GIVE HER DOLL BACK, TELL HER “OH SO YOU LIKE DEKU TOO HUH? BTW I CAN USE OTHER PEOPLE’S QUIRKS”, AND THEN RUN AWAY CRYING??? BRUH

-- OH SHIT, OH FUCK

[SIRENS BLARING WILDLY] [AUDIENCE LEAPING OUT OF THEIR SEATS] [T-SHIRT CANNONS BOOMING IN THE AIR] [VIKING WAR HORN SOUNDS IN THE DISTANCE] FUUUUUUUUUCK

well never the fuck mind about Ochako and Toga and WHATEVER THE FUCK THAT ALL WAS SUPPOSED TO BE, I guess, BECAUSE!! MACHIA MADNESS HAS ARRIVED. SPEARS SHALL BE SHAKEN!!! SHIELDS SHALL BE SPLINTERED!!

AND LOOK WHO WOKE UP FROM HIS NUMBER ONE HERO BEAUTY NAP RIGHT ON CUE, TOO!!! ATTENTION ALL PASSENGERS... IIIIIIIIIIT’S TOUYA TIMEEEEEEEE

[ickle-ronniekins]

thank you for the tag my lovely friend @wand3ringr0s3. this looks like fun! :)

Which of your fics…

…did you think would get a bigger reaction/audience than it got?

tongue tied with my freddie boy.. it did get a big reaction, but i have other fics that got bigger reactions than this and it’s surprised me.

…got a better reaction than you expected?  

silent confessions, i believe, is my most popular fic at the moment. i’m happy that i was able to include both fred and george in this while ultimately it is a george x reader fic. normally i find that fred x reader stories do better overall, so i was super excited to see all the love that george got for this one!

…is your funniest?

i honestly dunno if i have a funny fic? i don’t necessarily find myself to be a good writer when it comes to writing comedy. the one i think of when i think of being ‘funny’ is the fake dating story, breaking the rules, with fred. i do quite like the way i established their friendship and i enjoyed writing their sarcastic banter with one another! though i don’t necessarily know if it’s funny, lol.

…is your darkest/angstiest?

FOR SURE it’s forgiveness, i mean the entire idea of the reader being engaged to fred before he dies, and then feeling immense, heart-wrenching guilt when she falls for george after they take solace in the fact that they have one another to lean on is just really dark and confusing. it was very difficult to navigate in order to make it a storyline people would be able to accept. i was very afraid everyone would be like “she’s just sleeping with his brother because she can’t have him!” but i really wanted to establish the baseline of their friendship and how through coping with fred’s death and their own feelings, they rediscovered one another in a different way and ultimately fell in love. there were a lot of dark themes within it -- of course, fred’s death being the main factor. there was anxiety, depression, detachment, lust....just a whole lot of angsty things in there.

…is your absolute favorite?

that’s really difficult -- for a while it was forgiveness, and then after that it was silent confessions, i think partially because i did get such an overwhelming amount of love on the both of them. however, when i think about it, the one i come back to time and time again is the my absolute favorite person series with george, a three part series where the reader and george are in love with one another since very young ages but never admit it to one another and ultimately end up with other people. it took me a really long time to write, especially because there were so many intricate details i wanted in there that needed to ultimately match up in order to give the story that extra bit of emotion. by far my favorite. ever. i’m really happy with the way my writing, plot structure, relationships and character development ended up with that story.

…is your least favorite?

oh my god there are too many to choose from honestly? LOL. honestly any of my old ones from my first masterlist... they were just rubbish. i don’t even know how else to describe them, quite honestly. i don’t even want to link any because i’m so embarrassed HAHA. pls don’t go to my masterlist and read the old ones. pls just don’t. i cringe.

…was the easiest to write?

the switch with fred! i thought it was going to be difficult, having to differentiate in my writing that fred and george were pretending to be one another, but i actually thought it flowed quite nicely. i’m happy with how it turned out, and the prompt was so cute! it’s definitely one of my favorites, i think. 

…was the hardest to write?

OH MY GOD. the easiest question. both of my george soulmate aus proved so difficult to write. the first one was clarity which was a soulmate au involving journals and writing back and forth with your soulmate but being unable to reveal your identity due to the war. i was so worried people were going to think it was a stupid idea and i legitimately rewrote the ending like six different times, it took me a solid week to write or something. insane. and my most recent george soulmate au, the one i was meant to find, was super difficult to write in the sense that there were a lot of details i needed to pay very close attention to in order for the story to unfold the way i wanted it too. also rewrote this ending like ten different times. i couldn’t decide whether i wanted the reader to leave with george when they peaced outta hogwarts, or reunited with him years later. SO DIFFICULT JREOHGLIEKSD UGH

…has your favorite line/exchange/paragraph? (share it)

there’s actually a lot of small things throughout my stories that i’m pleased with, and it’s difficult to pick just one. but there are a few paragraphs from one story in particular that come to mind. it’s a pretty big part, so i’ll cut it down a bit. writing forgiveness was a process, and one i’m thankful for. i was very pleased with the way i was able to incorporate their past into the present and have it tie their relationship together. my favorite little bit from it has to be this part:

“He felt nerves like he’d never felt in his life, but he didn’t let on. He didn’t want you to see, because you didn’t know. Nobody did.   Nobody knew that George had been madly in love with you since before you and Fred had gotten together.   Not even Fred knew. And being the gentleman that he is, George never said a word to his twin, or to anyone, when you two began dating. And when you’d decided to move in together, he helped you unpack things in your new home with his brother. And when you and Fred ran to him to tell him you were engaged, he swallowed his pride and held you both in his arms, ready to celebrate.   And when Fred died, George promised himself he’d do everything in his power to keep his brother’s fiancé happy and safe.   So, if you wanted him to stay now, he shouldn’t feel guilty about that, right?” oof

…have you re-read the most?

okay, i am kind of embarrassed to admit that i do reread my writing, but it’s for the purpose of weeding out structure that i like, that i dislike, writing styles i’d like to try again or that i’d like to avoid, specific phrases i’d like to save for the future, phrases i definitely don’t want to use again, things of the like. i’ve probably reread my absolute favorite person the most, because i’m proud of the intricate details of the interwoven underlying plots and themes i was able to incorporate and i feel my writing is very strong there.

…would you recommend to someone reading your work for the first time?

AHHHHHH THIS IS SO HARD. i’m going to do what haley did and break it down by category. i don’t write smut, just FYI! but stories marked with an * have a lil bit of ~heat~ to them

angst - can’t help falling in love with you [george], wildflowers [fred series], forgiveness [fred/george], empty [fred/george], on rainy days [george]

fluff - sunkissed* [george], temptations [george], chemical reaction [george], the riot* [fred], tangled up [fred], placing bets [george], in every lifetime [fred], cosmic destiny [fred]

tagging all of my lovelies! @theweasleysredhair @harrysweasleys @starlightweasley @valwritesx @pit-and-the-pen @writesowhatnext and i’m blanking because i totally suck but anyone else who wants to do this!

[sansfangirl4life-blog]

Bestial Purity Chapter 5

Heh finally got this done! Do enjoy the smut ;3 Lost sure didn’t exactly.

Lost is my baby and GHorrorFell belongs to @zwagyzonk

Chapter 5

Lost scowled angrily at G as he moved slid a hand around his neck, tightening it slowly. "Fuck you! I'm not just some toy you can-" He felt something press against his member and his eyes widened. "What the hell do you think you're doing?!"

"Proving to ya that yer not in charge here...." G smiled. "Besides...only a fucking moron will mess with a human that smells like a Boss Monster." Lost's eyes narrowed and G sighed. "Look, little lamb. Down here, ya kill or get killed. As a human, yer already on everyone's hunting list. But yer mine."

"I told you, I-" A skeletal hand squeezed his throat and he coughed.

"Listen to me." G snarled. "Ya don't got a choice . If ya don't comply to my rules, you will leave....and I will not save ya from the monsters." Lost frowned and looked down. "So what's it gonna be, little lamb?"

...He's right. At the moment my magic isn't nearly strong enough to defend myself from most of these beasts. He thought. And to make it worse, I do owe him. He's saved me twice now...I don't really have a right to complain. "....What do you have to do exactly?"

"Heh." G's grin widened and his eyes looked almost hungry as he leaned in closer to Lost's face. "I ain't telling yet...why not wait fer the surprise?" He leaned in close to Lost's neck, moving his collar down and licking the pale flesh. 

"Mmmmhmmm.....ya taste just as good as ya look." Lost squirmed under him and he groaned as his hardening length was rubbed. "Mngh, oh.....I'd stay still if I were ya Lost....yer gonna turn me on even faster."

"Y-You're sick...you-" A finger was pressed against his lips as teeth scraped his neck.

"Shh...hush now. I want ya to save your voice for when you're screaming for me...." G growled and lunged downward, biting harshly into his shoulder. Lost screamed as his teeth sunk in, blood pooling into his mouth. G growled around the bite, sucking as much blood as he could before tearing away, tearing flesh from his shoulder. Lost screamed and his hand shot out to cover his bleeding shoulder, but G's magic lunged out and prevented him from moving. "Don't ya fucking touch it."

"Y-You're insane! What the hell is wrong with you?!" Lost screamed, his blood soaking into the old mattress beneath him. G swallowed the flesh and groaned as magic flowed through him. He lapped at the blood that flowed from the large bite, making Lost flinch and whimper from the pain.

"You taste wonderful Lost....it makes me almost want to finish..." He all but purred as he licked the wound over and over, watching as the flesh healed. "You truly are a delightful wonder." He grabbed the collar around Lost's neck as the human flinched away, panting as his body tried to numb the pain. "Now....let's not waste anymore time, shall we?" A sudden warmth seemed to spread throughout Lost's body and he moaned as teeth were pressed against his lips.

S...Shit...he's doing it again...... He thought, his mind slowly being overcome with a lustful haze. "G...G...please...." He panted as his eyes seemed to glaze over, his Soul thrumming in his chest. "I...I need..."

"I know my little lost lamb." G grinned. "But we ain't gettin' far with clothes on our bodies, now are we?" Lost shook his head slowly as G slid off, taking his jeans off. He moved over to the human and slowly slid his pants off, then his boxers before looking down at his hardening member. "Heh, already leaking? Damn my magic's potent..." He chuckled and licked along Lost's jaw line. Lost groaned as his eyes cleared slightly.

"P-Please...g...get it over wi...with..." He whimpered softly. G frowned, his Soul twinging slightly at the defeated, weak voice but grinned again as he grinded his hips against Lost's.

"Fuck, someone sure is eager." G grinned. Granted being filled with my magic probably helps. He slid his hands under Lost's shirt, feeling the almost smooth expanse of cool, pale skin underneath him. He gripped hard and dragged his fingers down slowly, making Lost wince and groan. He could feel his sharp phalanges tearing at his skin, and watched as crimson blood was slowly released from its confines of flesh. Licking his fangs, he leaned down and slowly dragged his long tongue over the cuts, feeling Lost tremble and shiver under the hot touches. "Aww, what's the matter Lost? Ticklish?"

"F-Fuck you!"

"No, the idea is to fuck you." G chuckled. Lost scowled angrily until G took a decent bite out of his side. Lost bit back a scream as more blood gushed out, making him dizzy from its loss.

"J...just....stop stalling!" G growled slightly and moved to grip Lost's hair, forcing him to look up into hungry eyes. "G-"

"I only wanna hear my name from yer fucking mouth when yer screaming it." His tone was commanding and firm, and the collar around Lost's neck seemed to almost tighten in response. "Other than that, the only other noises I wanna hear are your moans and cries of pleasure as I fuck ya and claim ya as my own!" Lost narrowed his eyes angrily but said nothing. "Now that we have that all cleared up, tell me something." He leaned down and licked the shell of his ear. "Ever been fucked by magic before?"

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G could barely feel the trembling shake of Lost's head before a large grin covered his face. "Good. This is gonna hurt." Lost's eyes widened as he looked down at G's large, glowing erection. "Heh, it's like ya've never seen an erection before." Lost squirmed as he tried to move away, G tearing at the clothes he wore. His pants were forced down to his ankles and he struggled weakly against the grip of the monster above him.

Too...too much blood....gone... He panted as he watched G move in between his hips. "....Please...."

"Yer not in any position to beg, little lamb." G pushed himself inside Lost and he jerked suddenly at the large intrusion. "What, too much?"

"T-Take it out!" Lost snapped, struggling again against the magic that held him in place. "Get it-ahhh!" He screamed as G pushed in even further, making his eyes fill with tears as the monster filled his entire, unprepared entrance. "Stop! St-ahhhhhh!!!!" He felt himself being stretched painfully as G shoved himself further inside. He could almost feel his skin tearing at the force, soft sobs slipping past his lips. "Gngh! S-" A finger pressed against his lips and he looked up with glossy, tear filled eyes.

"Give it time, my little lamb chop." He grinned. "My sweet treat. You will soon feel really good...." He kissed his mouth, shoving a heavy, thick tongue inside and almost making Lost gag from the intrusion. He moved in and out of Lost at a slow pace, and the sensual lip lock had Lost's face and body suddenly feeling hot.

"Nnn....nmh...." He moaned into the kiss suddenly, his eyes half lidded as his body was slowly consumed by a hazy lust. Feels....hurts but....so good....more....want more.... Their mouths parted, a thin strand of saliva separating their mouths as drool slid past Lost's lips. "Ungh...G...."

"See? Told you." He chuckled darkly, fingering the collar around Lost's neck. The tag glinted in the candle light of the room and he could feel the magic around it. All mine... He reached down and grabbed the young man's straining member and slowly began to pump it. Lost jolted and moaned, the surprisingly smooth, cool bone fingers against his heated hard on making him tremble. Heat coiled in his gut as G continued to shove his thick dick inside of Lost's bleeding entrance, his hands coming up to grip at G's shoulders.

"G-G...ungh...pl-lease....fa-ah-aster....more...."

"Heh, listen to ya now. Not so resistant anymore, are ya?" G licked his teeth, his hungry eyes gazing over Lost's sweat slicked body. "Ya look good enough to just eat right here....but I want ya alive for awhile longer..." He could hear Lost's panting getting harsher the more he moved in and out of the young man, until hot seed coated his fingers. "Fuuuuck!" He came hard inside Lost, his magic releasing deep into the human beneath him. He took a long, deep breath as Lost's own, unique scent was almost overshadowed by his own, his magic mixing with Lost's very blood. Finally...now everyone knows yer mine. He looked down to see Lost gasping almost for breath, blood staining the sheets from where had had bitten him twice, and now where it coated his legs. G's magic flickered out of existence, leaving nothing but crimson blood in its wake.

"W...why?" Lost heaved slowly, clarity returning to his gaze, along with his tears.

"Why? How many times do I need to hammer it into yer skull?" He smirked almost playfully. "I'm not repeatin' myself little human." He watched Lost slowly succumb to exhaustion  and leaned down towards his entrance. "However, doesn't mean I won't clean ya up a bit, eh?" He lolled his tongue in his mouth before moving in closer, the scent of sex lingering inside of Lost's moist, blood soaked entrance.

He flicked his tongue inside, eyelights blowing up at the rich taste. His magic mingled perfectly with the human's, and the heady scent and thick, delicious taste had G almost hard again. He continued to lick his thighs and entrance, letting his tongue heal the tears deep within. Once done, he lifted the half naked young man easily into his arms, a look of hunger and possessiveness in his eyes. "Yer a ripe, little peach, aren't ya Lost? Stars, did I ever find me a good prize."

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Lost slowly came to as a gentle hand pat his head. "G-Get away! g-ah!"

"S....sssssstilll....." He looked up to see Papyrus petting him gently. 

"You.......hurt......sore....."

"Y-Yeah..." He mumbled after a few moments, laying back down and curling up. 

"Wh-why did he do that Papyrus?" Papyrus sighed and began to scribble on his note book.

'Because he needed to make sure it was safe for you. He only did what any monster would do.'

"That makes no sense." Lost mumbled as he shifted uncomfortably in bed. "You don't just....just do that to people!"

'But we do down here.' Papyrus pointed out. 'You are a weak, frail human. Even with magic, you do not stand a chance against the other monsters. A collar may help here in town, but now that his magic and scent are with you, you will be slightly more safe outside the town as well.' Lost slowly sat up, dragging his knees to his chest. 'Are you alright human?' Papyrus reached out and pet Lost softly, threading his large fingers through messy, greasy locks.

"I want a bath." He mumbled. "I feel...disgusting." Unwanted, unloved...soiled....he continued on in his head. I'm disgusting! I...I liked it after awhile....liked it! What the fuck is wrong with m- He was cut off mid thought as large, lanky arms wrapped around his shivering frame.

"Do......not cry.......Lossssst...." Papyrus's harsh, grounded out voice spoke as soothingly as he could. "It will.....be alright...." Lost slowly turned into the hold, sobbing into Papyrus's ribs. He pat his head softly, slowly rubbing soothing circles along his back. He held Lost for several minuets before he sniffled and moved away. Grabbing his notebook, he held up a page with a smiley face and a question mark.

"Y-Yeah...I'm ok now." He hiccuped through softer sobs. "Pl-please can you run a bath?" Papyrus nodded and left the room. He turned on the bathtub, letting hot water fill it and he only stopped for a moment when he felt a presence in the doorway.

"How is he?"

'What do you think brother?' Papyrus angrily signed. 'You could have done severe damage! Why did you do that so hastily?!'

"Because if I didn't, you would have, or far worse." G simply shrugged. "Face it Paps. I know how you feel. He's the first living thing aside from me that's shown ya any kindness, and we're all a little fucked up in the head. If I hadn't done it, you would've done something horrid."

'You do not know that!'

".....I know enough." G let off a soft growl. "Just remember Paps....he's mine." Papyrus stood up and walked over, slamming his large hand on the doorframe above G. The slightly shorter skeleton didn't even flinch, his left red eye glowing almost dangerously. "You may be my bro, but his ass and blood are my treat."

'We shall see brother....we shall see.' Paps signed, his own right eye glowing a similar color. 'Perhaps it is right for us to let Lost choose.'

"Tsk, a human down here doesn't get a choice!" G snapped, baring his fangs angrily. "A living human here may as well be a slab of meat with legs! A cow heading for the slaughterhouse!" Papyrus growled in irritation and narrowed his eyes. He slowly opened his mouth, his teeth grinding against one another as he let out a low, guttural snarl.

"He.......issss.....different......." Papyrus had a sudden, hungry glint in his eyes. "And....soft....flesssssssssh..."

"Paps, oi." G grabbed his large hand and Papyrus shook his head. "We ain't there anymore ok? Ya don't have to eat humans if ya don't want to." Papyrus sighed and nodded shakily. "Geeze, warn me before ya start ta lose it again, hmm?" I can't let him sink back to that level....the only one who should suffer that madness again is me, not him. "So~...how about you cook dinner, and I'll go in and apologize, mm?"

'You will only do more harm then good.' He sighed. 'But...so be it. I will get some food ready to restore some of his magic.' Papyrus headed downstairs and G sighed, gripping the edge of the crack in his skull and tugging harshly.

Fuck...fuck! He groaned and leaned against the worn down door. Great way to keep your bro sane there Sans....really great work. Well...no one's perfect. He shrugged and opened the door. He opened the bedroom door to see Lost instantly flinch away from him. "Ya feelin' any better?"

"Get away from me, you sick fuck!" G simply shrugged and continued to walk in, gathering Lost's clothes. "H-Hey-"

"They need cleaned ya dumbass." He said. "I got some clothes fer ya ta wear. My brother will bring them to ya." Lost simply looked at the floor, still wrapped in the blanket. "And uhh....guess I should say sorry or somethin' like it." Lost raised an eyebrow as G gripped at the crack in his skull. "Should've probably told ya all this shit earlier but...I dunno what I was thinkin'....heh, maybe I wasn' thinkin'." He tossed a ratty, old green robe at the young man. "Here, bath's ready fer ya."

"Hey....G?" G stopped and turned to look at him. "I don't really forgive you. That's not something you just...forgive and forget, you know?"

"..."

"But...being a slave, I've received far worse things....far worse." He shivered. "So...I understand at least why you did it. That I can forgive." G stared for a long time before breaking out into boisterous laughter.

"Are ya fuckin' with me right now?! The hell kinda human are ya?!" Lost sighed and shrugged.

"To be honest....do I even really count as a 'human'?"

"Ya got flesh, organs and blood. Yer human enough fer my tastes." G licked his fangs as Lost shivered at the word 'tastes'. "And so far, ya taste absolutely divine." Lost grumbled and G gestured down the hall. "Bath's ready. Don't agitate yer injuries too much, ya? Yer screams of pain are a siren's melody."

[mxrvelfreak]

spideypool fic ; pt 1

smaknfdkjsal im trying i really am, so here is this, i hope you enjo  Y?

[[FYI, PETER IS OF AGE!! no underage shit going on here]]

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[Peter Parker]

The cold night air rushes through my suit. I push my mask up to take a bite of my sandwich. I sigh of relief. It feels nice to look over the city from a high up view (the top of my apartment building), and watch all the city lights and cars. I can even see groups of people walk together to a near club or to a restaurant.

College has been stressing me out. I’m lucky enough to have Ned and MJ in the same college, but the work amount is more than I thought. I still live with Aunt May, mostly because I don’t want to leave her alone, I’ve all she’s got left, and also because I’m broke as hell.

I finish my sandwich and take the time to stretch my muscles. I love moments like these, where nothing else in the world matters and all I pay attention to is my senses. Talking of senses, the back of my head tingles weirdly, and I know something is up. I whip my head to the direction of my tingles and pull my mask down. I run and sling to building to building until I finally sense that the trouble is right here.

It’s a dark alleyway, but I can hear two male voices. I crawl down the building to reach the ground. Goddamnit, Deadpool.

“You killed your own fucking grandma, you sicko. A defenseless sweet grandma. You’re going to learn your lesson by me, returning the favor,” Deadpool says, holding his katana, and raising it up. I instantly web his hand and pull him back to the ground. I web the grandma-killer to the wall.

“Again, Deadpool?” I say. He groans and looks up at me.

“Sorry, baby boy, I couldn’t help myself!”

“Told you not to call me that,” I mumble. I blush under the mask at his nickname for me. I’d die if he saw my blush. I web the criminal in a little cocoon so I can drop him off easily at the station. Deadpool tends to get a little violent. Actually, a lot. He promised that he wouldn’t do things like this, but here we are. I can usually calm him down easily. “C’mon, help me take this guy to the station,” I say, dragging the trapped murder.

“I’d love to sweetums, but you forgot the super-strong-sticky-jizz that’s stuck on my hand.”

I sigh and help him get unstuck to my web.

We drop off the murder at the station, with Deadpool waiting a street away. If he got arrested, he’d get multiple life sentences in prison with just the evidence they have on him. Why am I friends with this guy? He’s straight up a murderer, but yet he can make me blush with only two words. I met him a few months ago, when he yelled at me “IT’S WEDNESDAY MY DUDES, AHHHHHH.”

I leave the station and tag along with him. I’ve never actually had someone who actually wanted to fight with me, so yeah, I guess I’m kind of clingy to him. Even though he drives me absolutely insane. “Need a walk home? It’s late out, and I don’t want anything bad to happen,” he winks at me.

“I can walk and defend myself, Deadpool,” I say.

“Call me Wade, from now on. Just so you know what to scream when I fu--”

“YEAH! Nice name!” I cut him off. There was something up with him today, he never used this much dirty jokes. Plus, why was he even telling me his name? Did he really trust me that much? Should I tell him my name? What the hell are you supposed to do?!

“You alright? You froze up on me,” Wade poke my cheek.

“Huh? Hah, sorry,” I awkwardly say. I realize we’re almost at my house, and I stop walking. The last thing I want is him knowing where I live. “Well, uh, this is where I gotta leave,” I say, painfully awkward.

“See you ‘round, baby boy.” He waves and turns around to leave. I bit my lip.

“Wade?”

He turns around and tilts his head. “Just call me Peter.”

I can see his mask shift into a smile.

“Okay, Peter.” He waves and then skips off. I don’t even realize I’m smiling.

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My eyes flutter to close. I gotta pay attention in this class. I’m so tired. I shouldn’t have stayed up that long outside, but then again, I wouldn’t have stopped that murder, and Wade killing another bad guy. Wade. Jesus Christ, that guy is always on my mind. I’ve never seen him actually violent. He’s always so goofy and stupid with me, even though I know he’s broken inside.

Sometimes I wish I could take off his mask. Even if he tell me his face is messed up, I still want to. It’s like I can hear his smile. My stomach does a flip whenever he laughs. I don’t think I’ve ever had this much of a crush on a guy. Like yeah, Chris Pine is the hottest human being on the earth, but it’s not like he can make me feel what Wade makes me feel.

“Peter?” Ned nudges me.

“Huh?” I jump.

“What are you thinking about?” Ned winks at me. “About WaDeEe?”

I visibly choke on my spit. I told him everything when I got home last night. Surprisingly, he was awake, crying about his student loans. “Ned-- stop.”

“You’re not denying, Petey!” Ned giggles. I groan and roll my eyes.

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I get home and fall onto the ground from my heavy backpack and exhaustion. I grunt and push my backpack away and lay in a fetal position.

“Peter, someone is here to see you!” Aunt May chimes.

“In a minute,” I grumble. I hear someone walk over to me, and they smell heavily of expensive cologne and faintly shawarma.

“Get up, kid. I gotta talk to you,” he pokes me with his foot. I look up, and of course it’s Mr. Stark. I rub the tiredness out of my eyes and get up. I run my hands through my hair to try and look at least decent, but I know I look like a zombie, and Mr. Stark’s concerned stare proves it.

“Alright, well, I’m going to go run some errands and leave you two at it, okay?” Aunt May smiles. We both nod. Aunt May knows about the Spiderman thing, and she’s often strict about it, so I do still have to sneak out, but she’s more comfortable when I’m with someone like Mr. Stark with me. Aunt May leaves and Mr. Stark instantly starts to talk.

“You’re becoming friends with Deadpool?! Peter, you have no idea how dangerous he is! You have to stay away from him,” Mr. Stark sternly yells at me.

“He really isn’t that bad, Mr. Stark,” I grouse.

“Peter, do you know what kinds of crimes he has commited?!” 

“Yes! I do. He’s not doing that stuff anymore,” I’m lying a little on that one. He’s trying to stop, but thanks to me, I’m helping him. 

“I don’t trust him to be around you.”

“Stop acting like a dad. I didn’t leave my class to be lectured again,” I groan.

“I may not be your father, but that doesn’t mean I don’t love you like one.”

Wait, hold up. “You love me?” Honestly, Uncle Ben has been close on being a father, but he’s dead. Mr. Stark has been really close to being one of them. My pops and my Uncle Ben. The problem is that if I do start becoming attached to Mr. Stark, something bad will happen, and then he’ll be gone.

Mr. Stark just looks at me. “I care about you, kid. And if anything were to happen to you, especially because of him-- I wouldn’t know how to deal.”

I look a him for a second and tackle him for a hug. “Oh--! Okay.” Mr. Stark awkwardly pats me on the back and head. I feel safer whenever I hug Mr. Stark, I guess that’s why I like hugging him. Plus, he smells good. He pulls away from me.

“Don’t worry, by the way. Wade wouldn’t hurt me,” I say. Mr. Stark raises an eyebrow.

“Why are you so sure about that?”

My body decides to blush. “It’s-- I-- he just wouldn’t.”

“Do you have something to tell me, Peter? Is something going on between you two?”

“What? No-- pfft. I’m not gay, what are you talking about? Vaginas, am I right?”

Mr. Stark looks at me unimpressed. “Peter, I am gay. I’m dating Stephen-- I thought I told you this?”

“WHAT?!” I scream. Mr. Stark looks at me weirdly. “I-- what? I never knew?”

“I know a gay when I see one, Peter.”

“Fine. Maybe I’m bi, okay? And maybe he’s been like flirting with me hardcore, and maybe I kinda have crush on the guy, but look, I can’t imagine him hurting me!”

Mr. Stark sighs. “Maybe it’s because you’ve got a huge crush on him. Just, please, know what you’re doing. If he ever comes as close as laying a finger on you, I’ll pay him 10,000 to stay away from you, I swear.”

I laugh and nod. “I gotta go now, but take care, and don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” Mr. Stark fluffs my hair and exits the door. That was weird. I laugh a little. Mr. Stark came all the way here to warn me about Wade, even though he could’ve just called me about it.

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wait for pt 2!!! ;) thanks for reading!