#i made a few... as is my right as one of tge people who made a million android ren oxenfree aus also. lol

[violixir]

what's you pfp, if you don't mind me asking?

OUGH... let me see if i can find the full image....

It's artwork from a psychonauts 2 (so like... diongisu. it's diongisu momence.) android au I did back before i was on tunglr

[qqqqqqqqqqq0]

i present to you the most useless talent i possess

[roses-r-rosie3]

Hey soo angst right?

So Miguel x male reader where they have a fight because of miles and miguel just gets really angry and says and or does something that hurts the reader. The reader isn't a spider person but is still important to tge universe. Because of the fight the reader decides to leave because he does want to deal with miguel anymore, and he dicise to just help miles and all

You can end it with fluff or angst, whatever you want :)

Put It Straight

Miguel O’Hara x M!Reader

[Part 2]

Warnings: angst and swearing

Quote: “This is none of your business! So just go home!”

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Y/n was one the few non-spider people working at the spider society. He worked as Miguel’s right hand man because Miguel couldn’t stand leaving y/n alone by himself and because they were dating.

It was a “normal” day in the beginning, but Miguel went off to a meeting, while y/n was on his break. But all of a sudden an alarm went off and everyone got an alert to go after Miles. Y/n knew about the kid, Gwen talked about him all the time. Y/n would occasionally tease her about it.

There were hundreds of different variants of Spider-Man chasing Miles, but one stood out from the rest, Miguel. Miguel seemed ruthless, like he wanted to kill the kid, and y/n was concerned. But what made y/n snap was when Miguel sent Gwen back to her universe.

When Miguel turned around, he saw a fuming y/n.

“Miguel what the fuck was that!” Yelled y/n.

Y/n was one of the only people who could yell at Miguel like that. If anyone else dared to talk to Miguel that way, they were bound to either be dead or in the Er.

“Baby, Not now” Miguel Said.

He was clearly frustrated but didn’t want to yell at y/n.

“Are you fucking kidding me? Not now? You just sent the kid home, where her own father is trying to arrest her! And you see nothing wrong with that!” Y/n yelled.

“Y/n you don’t get it” Miguel said.

“I don’t get it!? First you chased Miles throughout the whole city! And now you sent Gwen home where she could possibly be in danger!” Y/n said.

“He wasn’t supposed to even be here! Because of him, the universe could be destroyed! He found out that his dad was going to die! So he tried to prevent that! He could have destroyed the universe! And for Gwen, she is the whole reason why he is even here to begin with! There! You happy?!” Miguel snapped in anger.

“So you’re saying that he is trying to prevent his dad from dying and you’re trying to stop him?!” Y/n yelled with just as much anger.

“It has happened to all of us! And it’s the consequences of his actions! If he hadn’t followed Gwen then all of this wouldn’t have happened!” Miguel yelled.

“So you’re just going to let the kid’s dad die?! Hasn’t he been through enough, he had to watch his uncle die and now you want him to watch his dad die too?!” Y/n said.

“This is none of your business! So just go home!” Miguel said.

“Weren’t you the one begging for me to come here to work with you? And now it’s none of my business!” Y/n said.

“Y/n- watch who you’re talking to like that, don’t think for one second that I won’t-”

“You won’t what Miguel O’Hara?! I tried, I really tried to understand why you acted like this! I’m sorry, but I’m leaving to go help the kid” Y/n said as he walked away.

“And how exactly do you plan on traveling other universes? You don’t even have a watch!” Miguel said.

“With this” y/n held out a watch while still walking.

Miguel immediately looked at his wrist and noticed that his watch was gone, and started to look y/n and realized y/n took his watch as y/n opened a portal.

“Y/n don’t! You could get killed!” Miguel yelled.

Y/n turned to look back at Miguel one last time with tears in his eyes.

“I love you Miguel” y/n said as he walked inside of the portal.

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[Edit]: I'm considering making a part 2 if there is a lot of demand for it

[viandclintbarton-supremacy]

Hunger Games Phoenix (OC story)

Chapter 1: The Everdeen Children   (Before we start, this was written years ago. It was one of those projects that due to busy life i never finished so i though why not add it here and see what happens. Forgive me if not the best as i said it was written years ago)

It was quiet in the forest, it always is at dawn. In this forest a boy was sitting on a branch, enjoying the sunrise and the view smiling to himself, slowly humming to himself. This is Jack Everdeen the brother of the 73th hunger games winner Katniss Everdeen, unlike prim not everyone knew about him, everyone knows about prim since Katniss volunteered herself and in interviews Katniss never mentioned the boy. It also doesn't help that he doesn't talk to anyone other then a select few. He continued to hum the tune of the song he read about in one of the books he found in the forest years ago until he started to sing the words

Jack: "When god is gone and devil takes takes hold, who will have mercy on my soul" The song is called "O Death" from the lyrics Jack could relate as it's about the person asking death to spare them to live longer, in this case Jack is the person asking to be spared whilst the reaping is death "O death, O death, consider my age please don't take me at this stage" its a dark song to a lot of people but it somehow calmed him "O death, O death, won't you spare me over another year" He finished softly

Peaceful he thought, the birds, the view and the warm breeze

Then a mockingjay started to sing the mocking jay song

Jack frowned and turned his head to the mockingjay with a really look "Really? Do you have to sing that specific song" The boy said irritated at the song that became a constant reminder of Katniss and people call me a dick" The bird tilted its head "Yeah i called you a dick and what are you gonna do about it?"...... It started to sing again which made jack's mouth agape "You little shi-"

"JACK!!" Jack was cut off by the voice of a girl he knows to well, he looked down to see primrose who had a amused look on her face

The boy gasped "OH MY SAVIOUR. PLEASE HELP ME DESTROY THIS FOUL BEAST" Jack shouted in a mock capital voice as he pointed to the mockingjay which made primrose roll her eyes

"How many times do i need to tell you to stop arguing with birds" Primrose put her hands on her hips amused at the scene. Jack grabbed his bag and Knife and climbed down the tree

"When one" Jack grunts getting ready to jumped down "pecks" The young Everdeen lands in front of his younger sister "one of Katniss's eyes out" He said smiling innocently

*Smack*

"Ow why ya slap me!!* Jack whined as rubbed the back of his head

" You deserved it. Plus its funny" Rolled his eyes "Come on Katniss is hunting and i know it won't go well if you two bump into each other an-" Prim and Jack started to walk but someone was in front of them 10 feet away..... "Oh hey Katniss?"

Katniss had her bow and kept glancing at Jack awkwardly

"I wonder if that mockingjay is hungry for eyeballs right now" he whispered to prim and in response she elbowed her brother in the stomach who tried to play the pain off

Katniss: "H-how have you been?"

Jack:"Uh fine i guess" This is awkward

Katniss: "Oh ok, i-i um missed you" Jack blinked

Jack: "Oh uh me too" Katniss slightly smiled "OH HI PEETA" Katniss turned to see no one, peeta wasnt there, she turned back to see prim on her own and a jack running off into the distance

I wish we could be closer brother, i love you Katniss thought.

Jack woke up differently not because of the awkward meeting with katniss yesterday but because its the day of tge reaping.

He woke up ate the bread Peeta gave him and got dressed in his well normal clothes which was a old hooded jacket and ripped jeans with boots but all in light blue, he glanced out the windows and saw peacemakers or shitmakers jack likes to call them.

They were preparing for the announcements, so he hurried to get in the crowd and when he got there and stood between two kids at least are both 13. Jack couldnt help but be so sick that kids get dragged into this they don't deserve it......no one does he thought to himself. He saw the kid to his right sniff,  jack placed his hand on his shoulder

"It will be ok" the boy who was scared started to tear up. Jack started to feel bad and had a sick feeling in his stomach. He bent down and whispered to the boy. "I promise if you get picked I'll volunteer" he smiled to which the boy looked shocked and jack then stood up and look at the podium

Jack: "Please for the love of god be someone who is over 16 and not me" he whispered. He put his name in 19 times but he doubts he would be reaped but the odds aren't always in your favour

Walked up to the peacekeeper who was going to jab his finger

*jabbed*

"Ow"

Wow Effie has less makeup on her then the last time, she looks human, jack thought whilst the video package finished. Surprisingly peeta, haymitch and Katniss were not on the stage properly waiting on the train an get out of here

Effie: "Now as always ladies fir-. Actually let's do boys first *chuckle*" jack rolled his eyes so modest he thought sarcastically

She put her hand into the bowl and mixed it and pick a name. Jack felt everyone's nerves build up and held it up and went to read but she frowned then it turned to a shocked expression.

"Oh my.............Jack Everdeen" Jack looked at Effie wide eyed, he couldn't believe it. He is going to "Where are you darling" crap he thought as quickly walked out of the line and walked up the stairs making eye contact with Effie who had a look of sorrow and what looked like a little bit of heartbreak.

Jack looked out to the crowd, he saw gale in the crowd who looked to be thinking. He was going to volunteer, he locked eyes and mouthed the words "Katniss needs you" please listen for once asshole. Gale looked conflict after a couple of seconds but nodded and looked down

Effie: "Now t-the girls* She repeated the action " Tina summers"

There was mumbles but nothing prepared jack for what he saw, a small, brown short haired , skinny girl stepped out and walked to the stairs. Jack tilted his head at the youngster with horror building inside him

No, not a kid. He thought. He staying to pray and hope that someone volunteered for her. But no one came. A million scenarios ran through his head. What if she dies, who will keep her safe if he is dead...what if they are the last two

"District 12's tributes, Happy hunger games" Effie said trying to remain professional "Yeah happy indeed" Jack mumbled

Jack waited in a room for his mother and sister prim and speak of the devil he turned around with pairs of arms hugging him

"Why! We could of given you food damn it peeta gave you food jack!"

After looking at his family he couldn't blame them

"Someone had to help the families here, I'm sorry but do you know how many kids are there dying whilst we are being fed!. I couldn't stand by"

His mother gave a sad smile but started crying again as she hugged her only son

Prim: " please win, I can't lose you. Katniss can't, she does love you" Jack looked at his sister with sad eyes Maybe she was right, did Katniss love him. There past isn't the prettiest

A Peacekeeper marched in "Times up"

Mother: "Goodbye Jack, i love you" both were pulled out shouting his name

Jack waited and looked out the window and looked over the city of District 12. Was this the last time he would see it.

The door opened, Jack looked behind to see... Gale?

Jack: "What in the hell you doing here?" He said in a weird high pitched manner. Gale sighed

Gale: "I know why you put your name in but why not go to katniss she would of helped" Jack raised his eyebrow

Jack: "You think she would let me put myself in any danger, despite our feelings toward each other she wouldn't let me" gale nodded "And don't go blaming yourself for not volunteering, Kat needs you as much as it annoys me and your nearly over the age limit to be free from all this" Gale sighed before looking at Jack with some admiration

Gale: "I know we aren't fond of each other but I'm glad you think that, I'll see you soon, goodbye jack...and win" He turned to leave, jack smirked

Jack: "Just keep it in your pants asshole" Jack said in a arrogant voice, Knowing Gale's feeling towards Katniss

Gale stopped and sighed shaking his head but then left. Jack smirked, he loved pissing him off

Jack, Tina and Effie were riding to the train that will take them to the capital

"I can't believe you put you name in! You stupid boy Katniss is going to kill you before you enter the arena" that would help, Jack couldn't believe he was chosen but someone had to help those kids. Jack glanced at Tina and sat opposite her "Are you listening, young man" Jack sighed and gave her a look "Fine. Katniss will deal with you hope pain free" Jack looked at Tina

"Hi there my name is Jack" he extended his hand, Tina looked at it and then back at him. She then jumped into his arms and buried her face into his shoulder and started to cry "Hey, hey it's ok. Your gonna be fine Tina" Jack looked at Effie, who teared up. Jack for the first time in a long time doesn't know what to do. All he knew was he HAD to protect this girl

Jack stood there in the train holding a sleeping Tina, rocking her back and forth. Effie went to look for Katniss, peeta and Haymitch. She said she wouldn't tell he is a tribute because she simply can't tell them because she scared of their reactions. Jack on the other hand was scared for Tina and also scared shitless of what Katniss will do. He looked done at Tina those scenarios still playing in his head, he feels so powerless.

*Door opening*

Jacks eyes widen and gulped as he heard the doors behind him open

"Aww the tributes are bonding" very funny Haymitch

Katniss pinched Haymitch "That's not funny Haymitch" She then lowered her voice "One of them is just a kid" she couldn't help but remember Rue

"We are your mentors?...would you like to tell us your names and turn around??" He heard Peeta say. Here we go the boy thought

Jack (Fake high pitch voice): "The girl's name is tina" He heard haymitch snort

Haymitch: "Whats with the fake voice, nervous kid?" Jack sighed and slowey turned around to see his mentors

Haymitch was mid drinking and started to choke on his drink and looked backed at Effie with shock

Peeta eyes went wide with shock and tried to speak but couldn't find them he then looked at katniss

Katniss stared at him with wide eyes, she started to shake

"No n-no no no no" Katniss started to tear up and covered her mouth

Well this is different, He thought Katniss who be furious at him. Katniss then frowned and stared daggers at her younger brother and started to walk towards him like she was going to kill him

To be continued

So yeah that's the first chapter. Honestly have no idea where i was going with this. But i still have the same end goal of the story But what did yall think? Why do Jack and Katniss have a odd relationship. How is Jack going to protect Tina and will Katniss kill Jack before he enters the arena

[y2ku]

HELLO, HELLO...

This just in.

A fabulous Y2K Boo just slipped off the edges of Instagram and just became your latest source of Gossip

You may believe i'm just some squeez in a basement, or some bored suburbian trash, or maybe even someone on the outside looking in. 

Here's the tea.

One thing about being on the inside. Once you get there you don't allways get to choose where you stand... sometimes you need to take a step outside, clear your head and remind yourself of who you are and venture out into the real world.

Good Morning from your newest arrival, yours trully, my name is D.

Todays rendezvous, the 1st of many will be about Social Media, and the power it holds on people, children, media, status, fame, politics and mental health, etc, you know it.

And so by it's definition, in case you haven't realised and had to do a quick search, Instagram, "it's a platform to showcase talents, build a personal brand, and promote businesses. It offers visual inspiration and the opportunity to engage with like-minded individuals and brands."

Can you relate? Great. Neither can anyone.

Are you and Insta Scroller or a Facebook Babe? Take THIS in.

Social Media platforms like Instagram, Whatsapp and Facebook are on the Top 10 List of Social Media with most active users. 

Did you know Zuckerberg Bae's are on the top with 2.11 billion active daily typers. Half of them are probably your kids. 

What? You think you're not old to have your own spawn?

I am 25. Remember that.

(By now, and don't lie to me, you checked the notification bar twice, at least, or are you maybe checking as i speak? Rude)

Fuelled by numbers and translated into graphics, the internet has done it's job and came back to me with usefull intel.

Half of SMU's (Social Media Users) are bellow 45 years, and I the less searched categories are "Usefull Content" and "Relevant". Yes Boomers. Right back at you. One of the most searched though is informative content. Of how recent studies (Tik Tok misinformation) came to us once again as proof of nothing.

Most of the posts portrayed in all the 10 categories provided by Statista.com (Thank you Gurl *wink* 💋) are a departure from tge category.

You see where i'm trynnna get?

Internet and Technology where bounded to us with the purposes of communication, information and as intelligente working tool, not just to lounge.

We have at tip of our hands one of the most powerful tools ever made, and you're gonna waste it on posting a hot tip about your breakfast? What does that say about you? Will it flop? Will they laugh? Or worst... God forbid, be cancelled.

Are these the things you think b4 posting?

These websites can be addictive, promote body dismorphia, anxiety and contribute to FOMO (yeah. we all have it gurl. pipe down)

Babez here, is trynna tell you to go live your life. 

As I speak, more Innocent fools, maybe like yourself, are having their lives ruined by Social Media.

Yess henny, FOMO, you are already missing out, on your friends, a lovelly walk, or just the simple pleasure of recognising a familiar face. Tik Tok Tik Tok Y2K'rs, your time is running on the clock for a golden press.

Dissociation from reality can be set apart of all this, but if you think it over, it can really mean something much more deeper than to pass time.

Buckle up Peeps, this is a thing, its a study made by Sarah McQuate in University Of Washington.

Okay in short. We are as a young population very shamed about allways being on our phones, right?

That has a reason. Like when you read a good source of Hot Goss 💅🏻, or a book if you're into it, you can get lost in it right?

Think with me, we all read bad books, but everybody with me "BOOKS ARE THE SHIT".

THINK about all the unproofed misinformation gathering about in SM, compact it, and all it's negative effects, cut a few lines of text, add the caption and voilá! Years of mental instability and a prolonged sence of Dissociation while navigating your Socials (Stay off your phone will you read this.)

The reason we do it tho. 

Social Media was not made to maximise what humans value. Period.

Quoting, yet another associated Researcher to this project, Amanda Baughan:

•"social media platforms are designed to keep people scrolling. When we are in a dissociative state, we have a diminished sense of agency, which makes us more vulnerable to those designs and we lose track of time. These platforms need to create an end-of-use experience, so that people can have it fit in their day with their time-management goals.”

(I'll leave the study here jic, https://www.washington.edu/news/2022/05/23/people-enter-a-dissociative-state-when-using-social-media/ ).

Looking at a laptop or a cell all day is bad, but doing that for the Socials, henny, it's soo 2015.

It's killing your mind, your hangouts, your friends mental stability and your kids (Don't).

And for an afterthought, Social Media Content Creators, as an Artiste (Clock the Work), the freedom of speech that you hand out, is overrated.

Because now, not just massive corporations have a platform, we all do, and if we could hold hem accountable for every cyberbully, every rover, every mean girl, social media would be a hostable party might i say 🤷🏻

Go watch the following video too! https://youtu.be/wQdcCiVb59g?si=pefj5yngsodJF4tV

For as long hot updates, drama and chaos are on check, nobody cares, right?

Its fine as long as you post a pic or send a mean text.

It won't even phase you.

You stash your lockscreen away and fade into all the negativity you absorved from the radiocative toothorn on your pocket.

Maybe some photo you saw.

Some post about a douche bashing something or someone relating to you.

Maybe a text some coward sent u, cause dude ain't got balls for shit.

In my day, i had to take the crap right to my face, but you know what it taught me outside of the Webz?

Worry not Y2K readers, in a world full of shade, if it hits you, it means you'll shine through.

And as for me?

It takes two to tango, but only me to talk.

Get used to it,

-D

[morganacorp]

Consider:

Lena running for president. Sadie gets assigned to follow her campaign and despite how much other news outlets rave that Lena and the Luthor name are all tainted, Sadie's determined to report objectively. But she is going to do her due diligence and dig into tge numerous shell companies and philanthropic organizations Lena has a hand in. Which of course is the catalyst for a visit from Supergirl telling Sadie to back off, Lena's a force for good and isn't at all like her brother or the rest of the Luthors etc etc...

Which only makes Sadie EVEN MORE convinced that there's a BUG story here.

What happens next?

Ohhh that's such an interesting thought!!!! (And kinda fun considering my current WIP) 😂

I think Sadie would be enamoured by Lena's potential, her honesty and the way she uses her family's history to prop herself apart and show that even from the dark you can get something good. Lena's campaign would be based in transparency and hard work, with her being interviewed daily, and under attack from trolls and detractors.

Sadie would start her coverage getting a nice one-on-one with Lena thanks to her press secretary, a tough Alex Danvers, and she'd ask the tough questions, starting by why she wants to run for office. Lena would be honest, almost vulnerable but very guarded, that ability of hers that has been learned since she walked into Luthor Manor.

She'd start investigating after a rumor started about one of LCorp's subsidiaries being involved in fishy transactions. Sadie's instincts would be conflicted because she knows there's a story, she can almost feel it, but she also wants to believe that Lena's innocent.

When she's walking down the street after meeting a source and she's intercepted by Supergirl, she'd be nervous and genuinely surprised. She didn't think the Paragon of Hope, hero of Earth and defender of what's right would try to do something as mundane as defendingba candidate to the presidency.

'I need to tell you, off the record, that Lena Luthor isn't who you think she is. She is good and honest, and this country would be lucky to have her in office. The world needs someone like her.' A tough looking Supergirl told her, hands on her hips in her typical power stance. 'Don't get on her way. Listen to what she has to say, and give her an honest chance.' She insisted. 'I wouldn't be here if I didn't believe in her'

'you shouldn't be talking to me about this.' Sadie said, still processing the interaction. The cynic in her still doubted the whole superhero thing, but having Supergirl in front of her made her feel like an excited little girl. 'people could take this interaction as you interfering with the elections; you know there's part of the population who fears you and your power-'

'I'm off the record here, and I'm not going to intervene. I'd never do that.' Supergirl said. 'I'm simply asking you to give Lena a chance, a fair shot. We've had so many different types of shady people in power, it's time for someone like her to take over. She's brilliant and honest, she's not afraid of ruffling a few feathers and making white men angry'

'I believe you, but if she's got her hands on dirty businesses... I'm sorry but it would be my obligation as an American to denounce it'

'andbI know you'd do it. Just... Don't mistake Lena for Lex. She's different' Supergirl said and took off, leaving Sadie with more questions in her head.

'what the fuck are they hiding?'

[homocrafting]

hi sorry if this message is sudden. Im deep in cold medicine so its not going to be coherent.either. But i reblogged ur richarlyson fanfic and brooooo uts fhcken awesome. i cried. idk if its some hidden sense of brazillian pride or whateves but i rlly love ur interpretation of himmmm. can u share hcs about richarlyson as a person and or post your snippet to ao3?

AAAAAA TYSM THIS MADE MY DAY!!!! everytime someone says they cried/almost cried bc of that fic I gain 5 points of strenght btw. this is a good thing

I might post it to ao3 soon!! just gotta get Tge Willpower for it, I'll add the link to it in the rbs of the og post when I do

hcs abt richas under the cut bc I love read mores (starts off as just more general stuff then gets into hcs abt him)

Richarlyson is such a fun character bc he's like the main character, just a little guy, the dude who dies to start the main character's story, and the symbol of hope charactersare given in their time of need, all at the same time

he's the main character in the way that the world revolves around him. like, he showed up, 5 people became obsessed with keeping him alive, safe and happy, his older brother (Bobby) tries to steal his spotlight, some people wanted him dead from the moment he was born, one of his fathers wants him to be a killing machine, he knows 3 languages, you see my point. and now, like, so many people are working on keeping him safe. he's the only uncracked egg, that has to mean something

he's just a little guy because he is just a little guy. he makes cute drawings for his dads and hangs out with his friends and has a bunch of siblings and is learning the flute and has a gun. he's 5 days old and he already lost a life

if he dies it's the beginning of so many terrible arcs. what is Forever's grind for if not his son's safety- to end the world, to get phil to love him? who does the emerald in Felps's house belong to? what's the point of the football field? what's the point of all the training? what if you lose a third (?) chance.

he's Quackity's hope, also, I guess, to be the parent he tried to be but never could, even if all he has is 1% of his custody

sorry anyway MOVING ON TO THE AVTUAL RICHAS HEADCANONS

Due to being the youngest egg, the others have varying types of Older Brother behavior with him

Despite whatever his siblings do, Richas still loves them

He's been taken to Tilin's grave quite a few times now, and each time he just gets... really sad. It doesn't make him value his life the way they want it to- instead, it convinces him he can't, by any means, let himself get killed, otherwise his dads will end up like 1% dad quackity (very very sad), and his siblings will mourn him and that won't be nice

he's an incredibly sweet kid- this isn't an hc as much as it's an Actual Real On God fact, I just think it's very important

because he is such a sweet kid, the lessons about hurting other things are the ones that he dislikes most

he loves tax evasion it's his favorite crime to commit

he picks up other people's habits very easily! things like tics, stims, speech patterns, etc

he's scared being manco will make his dads like him less. no matter how many times they tell him it's fine, he feels he has to compensate for it somehow

his gun is like a comfort object to him, and staying away from it for too long makes him very uncomfortable

despite being scared of bulls, he doesn't hate them, not like Leo hates whales, for example. Killing that bull he had gotten phisically close to wasn't pleasant

as he grows, he tries to put on a bit of a tougher persona because of, especially, Cellbit's expectations, although all the other dads' also contribute in different ways

ultimately, he sucks at keeping that up, and 99,9% of people can see right through him

he cherishes his first stolen emerald so so much

he uses braces due to his bad leg! that leg stops at the knee, and Forever is working on a prosthetic for him

he loves watching Forever work on the prosthetic, and will often comment on things he wants on it

he has a hard time understanding romance, due to having 5 dads who aren't in love with each other, Chayanne's dad being one of his dad's crush (he THINKS that's it), whatever cellbit and roier have going, etc

he forgives very easily

he doesn't really... like his definetly not a captivity room. he thinks he understands why he has to sleep there, and the attempts to make it more cozy worked a little, but it's too dark and quiet and small in there. there's barely any space to shoot his gun and soon there won't be space for paintings

somewhere, he has a whole ass habitat for his pet jabuti

he loves Dapper's (I think it's Dapperd I forgor) zoo

he has flute lessons with Tallulah every 2 days or so

and I thiiiink that's all for now? I've taken way too long to answr this already sorry :( but I hope it was worth the wait

[imagine-knowing-a-name]

Thank you:)

So basically I started homeschooling a couple of years ago cause my school really sucked and there were a lot of bullying problems and I was super stressed and basically spent my whole time defending my friends and my mental health was really struggling. When I left my small friend had promised she would message me alot and stay in touch and what not but within a few weeks she stopped responding. At the time I was obviously really upset but tried to see itfrom their point of view and came to the conclusion that that she was just really struggling with school and couldn't really message much.

The thing is she was pretty much my only friend at the time because all my friends from the year above stopped talking to me too but I wasn't as close to them anyway cause after lockdown we couldn't talk at school anyway cause they put us in year group bubbles. I still really missed them tho cause we were super close pre-covid. Eventually I got a bit closer to someone from the year below me who I had talked to a bit on school but not much till after I left. anyway that made me a but happier but I was still super lonely and started convincing myself that I was just really unlikeable and that's why all my friends stopped talking to me no matter how much I reached out. So yeah my mental health was way worse than before and ut just got way worse when I realised my younger friend cared about me way less then I cared about them and then when they stopped talking to me altogether too.

So yeah for about 2 years I was basically alone and my only friends were tumblr ones and as much as I love and appreciate them it's not the same as having people I actually get to see especially considering my experience with the irl friends made me really nervous to talk to them cause I thought I was being annoying and they wouldn't wanna talk to me too much either.

Last year I got really close to the sister of one of the people I did my afternoon courses of college with and now were best friends and I have some friends at college so I'm doing alot better in that aspect but the thoughts of them leaving still comes back alot. But yeah then in the summer last year my school best friends (the one who stopped messaging oruginally) came into my work and hugged me and was all like "Oh ny god I missed you so much how have u been, we need to hang out" so I was like really happy to see them again cause they seemed so excited to see me I thought I was right and tge reason she stopped talking to me was cause she was stressed. And yeah we got a tad closer and started talking a bit more abs when college started ee started hanging out at lunch on Thursdays and I've been pretty happy with that. But this Thursday we were talking about this and that and some how the conversation turned to me leaving school to homeschooling and she said that she was mad at me for leaving and that it's why she stopped talking to me on purpose. She then said how school was better when I left cause although the classes still sucked she stopped being bullied so i k ow she wasn't mad cays eit meant I wasn't there to defend her ans even if she was I don't think that would be a fair thing to judge me for because I cannot stress enough how tiring it was having to spend all my breaks arguing and defending and how it's the main reason I left.

So I responded saying about how lonely and sad I was ehen none of my friends would talk to me even though they promised they would stay in touch and how many nights I would just sit and cry because I thought there was something wrong with me because why else would everyone leave me?

And all she said was "oh" she didn't say sorry,she didn't look regretful or anything. I said afterwards that I'm mainly fine now and I've got a new best friend that actually talks to me. And even then she just changed the conversation and didn't seem to care how much her actions especially effected me.

I'm sorry to rant and I know this is super long but my college friends know her and I think they would day something to her and I don't want that I just need to get this out. I just don't understand how she's so nonchalant about it and I'm so frustrated that she stopped talking on purpose after telling me multiple times well stay in touch

Rory

First of all, there's no need to apologise for the rant, I'd definitely much rather you have somewhere to say it all than keep it contained because you can't tell anyone. It's a tough scenario and I remember school and college especially get even tougher when you're shouldering it alone.

I hope your friend does try to make up for her past mistakes, or at least acknowledge how she hurt you, but I'm glad you've got other friends who you can rely on other than school ones. Mean Girls was right in the fact that people act weirdly during school, even to their friends, but you're close to the age where people start to act a bit better about their actions (though not everyone grows out of it 😬)

If you do ever need to talk about things that you can't tell your college friends though, you're always welcome to come say it here and just get it out :)

[writingmyanxietyaway]

Triangles | Rio - Berlin

Requested by anon:  Hi! Love your blog btw. Would you mind doing an rio x reader x berlin imagine, where tge reader is tge same age as rio and tgey have a thing going on and berlin lijes the reader and is jealous. Reader is park of the team and plays hostage. And when they have to undress to their clothes berlin cames uo to reader and orders her to do so. And rio is like super angry, but can't do anything avout it to not reveal their relationship and the fact that reader works with them. Thank you.

Word count: 1.5k

Warning: swearing, angst, mention of blood

Note: hi! thank you so much! i hope this is what you meant! hope you like it, enjoy! x

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‘Vienna, 2 minutes out,’ you heard over your ear piece. You were part of the heist, yet your role was to be a random stranger amongst the other hostages. Every detail, every escape plan, every weapon was discussed with you in the room. El Profesor was aware of the risks only one brave hostage could bring, so you were there to keep things cool if things went sideways.

You were also Rio’s girlfriend. You two had been dating since the start of that year, when you met at a convention for technology. When you met you two hit off immediately and had been dating ever since. Little did you know you’d both be asked to do this job, unknowing of the other. But things got a little complicated when Berlin came into the view. You two had had a love affair a couple of years back, but when you parted ways you promised never to talk about it again.

You glanced around and saw your watch counting down the last minute. You were nervous, excited and a little hesitant all at the same time. You wanted to be part of the action, not sit on the floor for six days, but here you were.

When you heard loads of commotion coming towards you, you felt your heartbeat pick up. It was happening. You saw the red suits come into view and you smirked. Guns were held in the air and screams filled the entrance - the alarms loudly ringing in the background. You stepped back a little, wanting to see your boyfriend one last time before you went to the others. You saw one of them approach you and he quickly lifted his mask to kiss you one last time.

‘Promise you’ll be careful?’ you whispered against his lips. He nodded and smiled at you, placing a hand on your cheek.

‘Always, sugar.’

He pulled you away from behind the stairs but not before pulling his mask back on. You saw Berlin burn holes in your head from the side of the stairs. Was he jealous? As you focussed on your role, you trashed in his grip, playing your role as an innocent visitor. He shoved you to all the other hostages and joined Berlin and Tokio. You faked a few tears here and there and tried to mingle with the others. Some of them were crying, some of them were in complete shock and unable to do anything. You felt slightly bad about traumatising them so badly, but you knew the plan and that was to leave without harming anyone.

-

It was now a couple of hours later and you noticed they had brought out the red suits, boots and masks. Berlin did his intimidating little talk and you all got a suit. You didn’t want to change in front of him, in front of anyone for that matter. The only man you ever wanted to see your body was Rio. You were a tough girl, but changing in front of people always made you anxious. You caught Rio’s eye when he stood on the stairs, but when Berlin moved in your direction you couldn’t help but desert your attention to him. He stopped in front of you, smirk plastered on his face.

‘Change into your suit, woman,’ he dared. You hated that smirk. What you did all those years ago was a mistake and you were contstantly reminded of that night in your sleep.

‘No,’ you stated, ‘Not here.’

‘Oh, we’ve got ourselves a brave girl on board! Hear that everyone?! This one here thinks she can do whatever she pleases.’ He took his gun and pointed it directly to your stomach. Your stare hardened. Who the fuck did this man think he was?

From the corner of your eye, you saw Rio step forward but Denver quickly held him back. He whispered something in his ear and he turned around.

‘Strip. Now.’ Berlin demanded. You knew you had to, that was the worst part. Being the only one of the hostages not wanting to wear a suit and not get shot would definitely get suspicious. You angrily took of your jacket, your jeans and changed into the suit. You felt embarassed, weak and insecure. That was a dick move and he knew it.

He stepped closer to you when you were done and whispered in your ear, ‘That’s the good girl I know. It’s not like I haven’t seen it before, is it?’

You gagged at his words and he quickly disappeared up the stairs. Denver nodded at you and clapped Rio on the back. It had been such a long time since you had felt so vulnerable and for no good reason Berlin kicked you right back to that time. You had to talk to Rio. And quickly.

-

You were chosen to work in the offices and count the money. Nairobi was the supervisor. It had been more than three days since you had seen Rio and you had to talk to him. When Nairobi passed you, you dropped a wad of cash on the floor and leaned over, catching her attention.

‘I don’t feel good.. Can I please use the restroom?’ you asked her, raising your eyebrows. She nodded and grabbed you by the arm, not before threatening the other women you were working with.

‘I really need to talk to Rio. Please, Nairobi,’ you begged. She quickly nodded and went to get Rio. Pacing back and forth, you anxiously bit your nails. When the door opened, your heart dropped to the floor.

‘What did they do to you?’ you gasped, running towards him. You held his head in your hands as you inspected his face. He had a bruise on his cheek and a black eye. ‘Please tell me who did this to you, Ani.’

He looked at you through his lashes and winced when you stroked your thumb over his bruise. He looked completely broken, bags under his eyes and shrunken posture.

‘It was Berlin, wasn’t it?’ you asked. You didn’t even have to ask, you already knew. That bastard couldn’t let you go, could he? You huffed and pushed passed Rio. ‘Wait here.’

Berlin was eating when you stomped through the door. He didn’t notice you at first, but when you smacked your hand on the table, everyones attention went to you.

‘To what do I owe the pleasure, sweetheart?’ he smuggly asked.

‘You know exactly why. What the fuck were you thinking? Smashing his face in, just because you can’t let something go that happened years ago? How old are you? 10?’ you sneered. ‘If you’re jealous, just say that. But hurting someone else because you can’t talk about your feelings is fucking ridiculous.’

The room fell silent, your speech even silencing Denver. They didn’t know you had met before the heist and especially about your relationship. You saw his tough façade fade as his eyes flickered from your furious face to the sandwich he was eating. He knew it was wrong and he regret it the moment he saw how broken Rio was. The young adult was terrified and it made him realise he had turned into the man he promised not to be anymore.

‘You seriously don’t have anything to say about this?’ you huffed. ‘You haven’t changed a fucking bit, Andrès. Stay the fuck away from me and Rio or you’ll end up just like him.’

When you left, Berlin felt humiliated. Not that you’d called him out like that, but humiliated to have let his anger take over his common sense. You had every right to respond the way you did, he would have done the same for you. Why did he feel so jealous? He was the one who broke things off, not you. He’d thrown you away like many of his other treasures, yet he couldn’t let you go. Rio was way better for you. He treated you like a princess, talked to you about his feelings and could give you a much better life than he could have given you.

‘So, wanna explain what the fuck just happened?’ Denver carefully asked. Berlin cracked his knuckled and took a sharp breath. They weren’t supposed to know and frankly, it was none of their business either. So he shoved his chair back and went looking for the both of you. The least you deserved was an apology.

‘- a dick.. he won’t do it again, I’ll make sure of that,’ he heard you say soflty. Rio hissed when you wiped away a small drop of blood just under his eye and you remorsefully sighed. ‘I’m sorry, I should have told you.’

‘No, I’m the one who should apologise,’ Berlin stated, stepping into the room. He could see Rio flinch and your stare harden. ‘I’m sorry. I let my anger cloud my reality and I snapped. There was a point where I was you Rio and I regret to this day that I let her go. I got jealous because I realised she was everything that I needed and more, but I saw that too late. I was immature and for that I want to apologise.’

Your eyes softened and you thankfully nodded at him. You turned your attention to Rio who held out his hand to Berlin. Berlin took it and shook his hand firmly.

‘Don’t let her go, Rio. She’s too precious for that.’

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Berlin Taglist

@nkjktk​ - @michaellangdonenthusiast​ - @hamiltonsofcrap - @nicke0115​ - @pinkrapunzel

[guessillcallitart]

WIP Title: Victorian Shannon

Genres: fantasy, adventure, ya fiction, horror, lgbt+, romance

General content warnings: mature themes/topics such as death, violence, abuse, trauma, blood

The girl leaned on the glassy counter. It gleamed in the light of a lanters hanging for the ceiling. They cast star and moon shapes on the walls. The girl was very pretty, inspite of the unnerving effect her whole white eyes caused. Her hair fell in electric blue, tangled curls down her back. They were tucked behind her pointy ears. There was a bluish tint to the girl's smooth skin. Nyx stood awkwardly in a corner, half obscured from tge light. She was very pale and there was an alert look in her obsidian eyes. She had her hand glued to a sword attached to her belt. Something about the small, dingy shop and the salesperson felt off. Nyx has tied her to a chignon on the top of her head, she always did this when suspected a battle was coming.

Kaida gazed at the magnificent jewel encrusted sword resting on a buegundy, velvet pillow. Its silvery blade gleamed in the dim lighting. Kaida's gaze shifted to a tarnished, golden pendant, the shape of a heart with lovely vine and bird carvins. Her heart gave a throb. A vivid image of a girl with ruffled, blonde hair and enchanting, multicolored eyes, lying on the ground, lifeless with deep gashes all along her arms... Kaida blinked back tears. Misunderstanding the fixed gaze as interest towards the necklace, the salesperson launched in to a sales pitch with dramatic flair. Kaida didn't here even half of it. Her heart was hammering in her chest. Anyone who saw Kaida thought her to be a silent, kind girl who rarely spoke her mind but her appearance made people fascinated. Her hair was cut very short, it was dirty blonde with touches of turqoise here and there, matching the scales etched on some of her skin. She had high cheekbones, a pointy chin and a bit lopsided smile. "Of course it is cursed and you won't get a refund..." Wow, what a way to make business, Kaida thought contemptuously. Why don't I buy the necklace? As if I'm not cursed already... The salesperson fell silent at Kaida's look. "Not interested, huh?" she asked coldly. "What can I help you with?" Kaida gestured to a rusty, crudely made sword hanging on the wall behind the counter. "I'd like to purchase that sword very much... You see, it's mine." The salesperson didn't even flinch but merely reeled off: "I accept dollars, euros, sterling silver, broken hearts and secrets." Nyx matedialized from the shadows. "Will my broken heart do?" There was an audible crack in her voice. The pair of milky white eyes gazed upon her appraisingly. "Hmm, perhaps..." With a swift movement, the owner of the eyes, circled the counter and rounded on Nyx. She produced a small pebble from the pocket of her ripped jeans. It rested on her palm. She addressed Nyx. "I need a few. drops of your blood", she said conversationally as one would be talking about the weather. She fished an decoratively carved dagger with an ivory handle from a leather pouch she was carrying and a slid a long gash on her right palm. She squeezed her hand into a fist, allowing the scarlet drops to trickle down on to the pebble. The pebble sizzled and promptly turned pitch black. "Excellent", the salesperson said cheerily, examining the pebble with steam slightly rising from it. "Couldn't be more broken." She smiled serenely and placed her left palm over Nyx's heart. Nyx's skin tingled under her shirt and goosebumps rose on her arms. Her silhouette glowed a bluish hue circling and dying the salesperson's hand. Once she began to drew her fingers back, something silvery and wispy clung to them. She collected the thread, like a ball of yarn and placed it on her palm. She strolled back to the counter and produced a leather pouch from underneath it and stuffed the wispy ball there. She reached out for the sword and placed it in Kaida's outstreched hands. Kaida's skin steamed under the metal. With horror she watched as angry, red and black burns spread underneath her skin, dying her veins inky black. Kaida's whole body shook violently. The sword seemed to be glued to her hands, a panicked thought occurred to her, as she tried to shook it off. Rapidly her skin thickened and turned bright green with the scorched patches remaining. Kaida grew in size, sharp spikes rose along her back followed by a long tail. She crouched down and a fully grown dragon had replaced the girl.

A small gasp escaped from Nyx. "The blade was cursed, wasn't it?" she asked fully knowing the horrifying answer. "The curse has passed on", the salesperson said ominously.

I think I've seen this film before

And I didn't like the ending

You're not my homeland anymore

So what am I defending now?

You were my town

Now I'm in exile, seein' you out

I think I've seen this film before

Exile, Taylor Swift (feat. Bon Iver)

The pictures in the moodboards are from Pinterest and We heart it✨ The seventh picture on the second moodboard is from luvicide's insta and the third picture has song lyrics from Seventeen by Alessia Cara.

I saw a writing prompt on Pinterest which inspired this scene✨

taglist: @char-writes, @the-void-writes, @jezifster, @athenswrites, @thyming, @wecandoit, @jacquesfindswritingandadvice, @aalinaaaaaa, @magefaery, @aloeverawrites

[murphslass]

Madly In Love

Request: @ohyoubetterbejokin , I have a request, a story about Negan who loves madness and dominates x reader 😍

Warnings: dirty talk, swearing, smut, slight fluff

Negan lay in his cell awaiting for your arrival. Obsessed was probably the word he describes his connection to you. After being locked up, everyone hated him more than ever. The small window didn’t dull the voices he heard. Hearing little secrets and plans of Alexandria. He didn’t care much about anything anymore. All he could do was bounce a ball or read. That shit got old fast and the people who came to watch him were nothing but assholes. Just sliding him his food and water while calling him a monster. Then tge day he saw you. A pretty face who was actually nice to him. That night he took care of his aching erection when he thought about you. Your beautiful hair, kind eyes, sweet voice, and your curves. It drove him crazy. One day you had dropped a hairband and he wore it on his wrist. He wasn’t proud but he would try to smell it and see if he could get your distinct scent. He needed you so bad. His pining for you grew stronger everuday. And this time he was making his move. Sure he had flirted like always but you would brush it off as Negan being Negan.

“Hey there sweetness!”

“Hello Negan. I brought a couple more books for you.”

“Thank you sweetheart. I appreciate it.”

“It’s no problem.”

You sat down on the chair across from the cell bars. He talked with you for a few minutes and turned serious.

“There’s something I’ve been meaning to talk to you about.”

“Oh what’s up?”

He took a long breath before standing and approaching the bars. You tilted your head up at him and felt confusion.

“I know I flirt. I know I saw stupid shit nonstop, but when I’m with you I just have these feelings for you. I mean it. You’re the only person who seems to care about me.”

“Negan...”

There was silence. And tension filled your body. His words hit deep. Sure Negan was a very attractive man but you had to admit. You fell for him. After the late nights of talking and all the flirting made you develop feelings. It felt wrong but she couldn’t help it. You knew a lot about him and wanted to know more.

“I understand why you would grow attached to me. I don’t know why I like you so much. And don’t think I’m talking about your past. You are more than what you’ve done.”

You say as you stood from your seat. Your heartbeat quickening as you approach the bars. You gently wrap your hand onto his own. His eyes move to hers and saw her other hand reaching for his face. Negan flinched at the light touch but soon relaxed as she cupped his cheek.

“Sorry. Not used to being touched by people.”

“I understand.”

She tried to withdrawl her hand but Negan gently held her wrist.

“Please don’t stop.”

Negan said with desperation in his tone. Your hand caressed over his short beard. Negan sighed at your soft touch and his body got closer to the bars.

“Do you have a key?”

“Yes. Why?”

“I want you in here with me for a bit.”

“Negan, I can’t.”

“Please. Please I just love you so much.”

Your heart skipped a beat. The word love coming from Negan was just so different. He never used it before. Why now? Does he really love you? Either way it doesn’t matter. It’s dark outside and no one else was awake.

“You promise you won’t run away?”

“I promise.”

You unlocked the door and stepped inside the cell. Negan surprisingly stayed still and as you closed the door he pulled you into his body.

“Baby, I fucking love you. So fucking much.”

He said before roughly kissing you. His lips captured your own and he urged you against the wall. You gasped as he pulled at your clothes. Negan moved to suck onto your neck and you could feel how hard he was.

“Negan slow down.”

“I can’t I have to have you now. I’ve been dying to do this baby.”

You moaned as his teeth bit onto your neck. He was dead set on having you. He reached to undo his pants and his other skillfully undoing the button on your jeans. Your breath hitched as his hand dug into your pants and started to run his fingers over your core.

“I can feel you’re getting wet for me baby.”

He whispered against your neck as he felt along your aching clit. His beard scratching your skin as you felt him sucking on your skin. He groaned at how wet you were when he breeched your panties. Your hips thrusted into his hand as you moaned into his ear. Your hands clung onto the fabric of his shirt.

“Fuck you’re so wet baby.”

You whimpered as slid into your needy entrance. He hit the right spots and his free hand reached to grip his jaw. Negan urged you to look at him.

“You like this sweetcakes?”

“Yes!”

You moan shamelessy as he peered his eyes onto you. He gritted his teeth as he felt how close you already were to release. He then stopped abruptly and took his hand away from your body.

“Why’d you stop?”

“I need you. I fucking need you so bad. Take off your pants and brace your hands onto the wall. I’m gonna fuck you so good.”

He said in a deep voice as he started to shove his pants down. You did as told as he gripped your waist and turned you to face the wall. Your hands braced onto the cold concrete as he pulled down your pants to your ankles. You shivered as the cold air hit your exposed skin. Negan gazed over you and his hand smoothing over your ass. He bit his lip as he positioned over you.

“You ready?”

“Yes please Negan.”

He then slowly pushed himself fully inside of you and moaned at how good you felt. His hands gripped onto your hips as he heard you moan. He leaned forward and kissed at your shoulder and neck while slowly moving his hips.

“Oh Negan!”

“Fuck yes. That’s my good girl. Taking my cock so fucking good in this little pussy.”

He said against your neck as he kissed over your skin. One of his hands going up your shirt and massaging one of your breasts. You whimper as he started to thrust harder and his fingers tweaked your nipple.

“Holy shit. You’re fucking amazing baby. Fuck I love you.”

He said praises into your ear as he fucked you. Your arms felt weak and your legs started to tremble as you could feel him twitching inside of you. He growled as his hips movements became sloppy as he approached his own orgasm. You let out a silent cry when his fingers go to rub onto your sensitive clit.

“Fucking come for me beautiful.”

“Oh Negan! I’m about to come. Don’t stop.”

You beg as your orgasm hit your body like a strike of lightning. Your nails stratched against the hard wall as you came around him. Negan’s breath ragged as he came fully inside of you.

“Shit baby. That was fantastic.”

He said as he kissed your cheek before pulling out you. He smirked and ran a hand over your ass to see his come running down your inner thigh. Your legs almost gave out as Negan gently pulled you to his small bed. His hand caressed over your cheek and kissed you over and over again.

“I fucking love you. So much Y/N.”

He whispered as your eyes slipped shut. You didn’t remember much but woke up in Negan’s hold. He was sound asleep and it was barely dawn. The sky was nice and dark. You gently wake Negan up as he grumbled something under his breath.

“Negan, hurry wake up I gotta tell you something.”

“What is it baby? You gotta leave already.”

“Well no.”

You said with a sigh and wondered if this was the best action. But you wanted him as he wanted you. Something has to change.

“Here let me get my pants back on.”

You giggled as he whined when you got up from him. He sat up and adjusted in his pants as he stood to hug you.

“Ok so I have an idea.”

“What’s that?”

“Let’s leave Alexandria.”

Negan’s eyes widened at your suggestion as you looked up at him with a smile.

“But are you sure? What if we get caught?”

“We won’t it’s barely light out. I know where everything is and all we have to do is be quiet. Are you in?”

Negan didn’t say anything but kissed you deeply.

“I’m all in baby.”

TAGLIST:

@ffakc @negans-attagirl @jonasdean02 @macsgurl @littlebadgirly @iluvneganandjamie @little-bad-girly @ohyoubetterbejokin @bratty-dolly

[lov3rs-go]

I am now realizing that I never asked you any questions so here we go!!

1. I'm aware that we are both nischa fans...sooo what moment got you to ship the two?

2. when was the first time rtc made you cry?

3. do you have any other ideas in mind for a rtc fic? or maybe pairings you want to write?

thanks for being one of the few people who interact with my chaotic rtc posts djdjsj

ahh ty for ur ask!!!

1) when i was first getting in2 it i watched 'waiting for tge drop' on repeat and when they slow dance????? that was prolly what started it !!! (slow dancing always gets me i think it's so cute)

2) DURING THE NEW BIRTHDAY SONG holy shit my heartttttt it was just such a sweet moment for all of them, and esp cause it's right after Jane's ballad <3

3) i mean i def wanna do more w that au we were talking abt + like nischa in general BUT i would love 2 do a character study for mischa cause i imagine he feels v isolated in his current circumstances (and that Talia is like his rock) and also something where it's jane finding her footing in the choir and making friends w ricky and constance ! nischa is rlly the only pairing that i ship but im def open 2 hearing other interpretations n ships !!

and np!! i love ur posts they are so so good! tY for interacting w mine lolz, also interested in hearing ur responses 2 the questions !!!! :D

[zuffer-weird-girl]

You guys know what time is it?

Let's just say that is...

NSFW time

WARNING: under the age of 18 is not recommended to read this so pls don't.

Run run lost boy...

Tge drawing Dow was made by @thewhitequeen2001

Walking on the deserts street of Japan was certainly not recommended by no one. Especially hearing of the humors of not only a gang, a yakusa, that terrified some of the civilians around this area... the heroes completely forgeting about this people. But also because of a urbandale legend of a creature that attacked others in searches of money and most importantly, what to eat...

You shook your head with a snort as you continued walking. Those were nothing but murmurs, you knew the yakusa that owned this dessert area of the city, and you couldn't care less since you were familiar with the future leader of the said yakusa, the Shie Hassaikai.

And about the creature? It was surely just some made up prank that some teenagers made of... that's at least what you and Chisaki had agreed about it.

Speaking of the said man, you sighed in the cold and picked up your phone once again. Nothing. When you meet Kai, sure he was a distant and cold man but little by little he was only strict and cold around the edges. You lost count on how many times this man presented you with gifts and how many times you had to discuss how it wasn't necessary.

You couldn't help but to catch feelings for the germophobic man... He wasn't all of what people talked of him, he had more to show to his world who he truly was. If only the world had your eyes instead...

But now? For about one week and a half, Chisaki avoided you like you were the plague. ... and you couldn't help but to wonder if you did something wrong...

You flinched at some sounds of footsteps coming from behind you, immediately turning around and grabbing your pepper spray only to find nothing... no one.

You could have swore there was sound of footsteps...

You furrowed your eyebrows, and continued walking with a uncertain feeling... Maybe if you knocked on the gates of the near yakusa house, Chisaki would be kind enough to let you sleep in..?

You felt your face beaten up at the mention and you only quickened your pace. The man was avoiding you and you were going to ask for a shelter?! Think (Y/n) dammit!"

You froze though when you saw a shadow crossing your path. It was a huge one and you were sure that shit right there wasn't a street animal!

A trash can fell on a near hallway and you almost screamed until you heard a little 'meow'. Your muscles relaxed at seing the little thing staring at you as you sighed in relief... maybe it was your head playing tricks again.

"Hey~" you cooed while kneeling down and extending your hand at the little ball of fur who purred at your touch "You scared me back there sweetie! You're lost?" The cat suddenly flinched away from your touch and started to hiss before he ran away from you.

"What..?" You blinked in confusion before hearing a low growl from behind your back, and you were sure that your heart stopped and the temperature had lowered more than just 10 degrees.

You gulped and didn't dared to move a muscle as you trembled in fear at a rough, with torn gloves, hand grabbed onto your shoulder. Whimpers escaped your throat as you heard little sniffles.

"P-P-Please let me g-go.." you almost cried and you felt the hand in your shoulder twitch... Dark brown hair suddenly came to your vision as the torn gloved hands came to hold you close trembling and pulled the mask that covered your captors face, showing how pants escaped his lips.

"(Y/n)..." a similiar voice growled low in the crook of your neck as his hands holded you close to his body.

"Kai?!" You shouted but soon let out a yelp when another growl escaped his lips accompanied with a sloppy kiss on the crook of your neck.

"What.. are you doing here?" He asked in a low voice as you squirmed our way out of his hold and gasped at how his golden orbs were narrowed in a animalistic way... fangs were at show as a fluffly pair of brown wolf ears were at the top of his head. He couldn't stop panting but he still manage to hide part of his face on his forearm.

"What.. happened with you?" You asked in worry but he soon pet out a groan when you threatened to come near him. "Okay.. no touch. I get it." You lifted your arms up.

He poked his eyes out, still panting like he had ran only God knows jow much of miles. Your heart suddenly seemed to break at how puffy and red they were... like the man you had a crush on was in pain.

"What happened? This was why you weren't talking to me?" You asked in the most saddest and softest voice you couldn't manage as a unknown sound came out of his throat... a low whine. A fucking whine.

"I.. Heat..." he grunted and fell on his knees, clinching his chest with a hand on it before letting out a howl. You widened your eyes at that and went to kneel in front of him "no... dont... dont touch me... go away, run."

"Stop being stubborn for once!" You exclaimed and went to help him stand up before you yelped when the man himself growled and quickly pinned you to the wall. You yelped and a hand came to muffle your sounds as the other holded you up, legs spread and him on the middle of it.

His glare somehow only was leaving you hot and bothered goddammit... and that little tent on the middle of his legs and grinding against you wasn't helping it.

"You know what is a werefolf?" He growled as you widened your eyes at how his glare was piercing through your soul, the pants ceasing a bit. "That's one of illness... I tried for years searching for a cure of it because I am fucking tired of those heats!" He barked in your face and you flinched as he scoffed while lowering hsi head to your chest, holding now both of your legs close to him.

"I-I can't control it... I can't!" He almost shouted as you hesitantly put your hands on his hair "And you." He growled and looked deep in your eyes making you gulp "Yeah.. you little bunny." He growled between teeth and grinded his hips against yours making you gasp hold him tighter "Didn't help it. At. All. I was trying to keep you safe from my animalistic side but I guess you were just begging to be chased and pinned down by the big bad wolf." He whispered lowly in your ear before kissing and nibbling on it.

Who was this?! What did they did to Chisaki?! WHAT THE HEAT DOES TO KAI?!

Were the thoughts on the back of your head as you couldn't help but take his wavering hands and hot and wet kisses around your neck.

"Hmm... I wouldn't like to just punish this little bunny angel I have right here..." he growled before looking at you straight in the eye before letting you down only for him to be picked up by bridal style. "I want to fuck this little bunny raw on a clean place at least... Wont you agree?" He nibbled on your ear and you almost felt your souls leaving your body at his words.

Fuck?!

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Chisaki manage to jump through both walls of the Hassaikai and the windows and just throw you on the bed as be panted and palmed the tent on his pants.

"W-Wait Chisaki-" you waved your hands as he crawled on top of you and grabbed both of your wrists to pin down on the bed as he shook his hips against yours "I-Is not like-ah~" the bastard was sure going to leave more than one hickey on your neck "Y-You're in heat right? S-So is not like you w-want to s-so I dont want you getting-" your words were muffled by his lips connecting with your on a sweet and passionate kiss as he cupped your cheek with one of his hands.

Before you had the pleasure to taste his tongue on yours he broke away and stared down at you, ears ocassionaly twitching.

"I have my conscience still... The heat is just... hurts when you dont just deal with it." He spitted the worlds in disgust "Usually I would deal with them on my own but... after you appeared I couldn't help but to be... extremely attracted to you."

You blinked in shock at his words before he sighed, a painful sigh.

"I understands if you dont want to. I just lost it, forgive me I-" he tried to pull away but you quickly grabbed onto his shoulders to pull him back to another kiss, one which this time you shoved your to gue on his mouth... but your dominant side didn't last long since you ocassionaly lost the battle of tongue against him.

"Ah~" he let go of the kiss with a smug smile before you gasped at feeling his hand traveling down form your waist to your clit, he started to rub his fingers against the clothed area as he chuckled "So I take it that you do desire me... by feeling how wet your clothing is getting from just a few kissed and a simple-" he smirked hungrily at you gasping when one of his fingers entered sneakily passing through your underwear. "Touch."

"S-Shit Chisak-"

"Ah ah ah angel." He growled and pulled away his hands which made you immediately whine "Call me by name. My first name which only you can talk."

"K-Kai-" you whimpered, shaking your hips against his to get some friction which resulted for him to chuckled and torn your clothes away "KAI! MY CLOTHES!" You tried to cover your embarrassment as he stood on the bed and stripped bare in front of you, making you bite your bottom lip invonluarialy.

"Hush. I can buy another one." He growled while getting on top of you and pinning g you to the bed with a sick smile on his face "Now... where shall I start..?" He lowered his face, kissing the middle of your chest only to poke his tongue out to twirl around your right nipple.

"Kai come on!" You whined and tried to get some friction only for a hand to grasp your hips harshly making you still as the other hold your two wrists above your head.

"Naughty girl.." he growled before sucking harshly on your nipple before giving enough attention to the other one "So you just want me to fuck you here raw? Well, " he chuckled darkly while picking your clit again but this time with two of his digits and plumping them in and out while staring at you "Not completely since you aparently seem so wet and just ready for me cock, isn't that right?" He kitten licked your nipple and you threw your head back in embarrassment and lust.

Suddenly he let out his fingers and showed them to you with a unamused look yet a sadistic smile on his face.

"I wonder..." he licked one of his fingers directly, not breaking eye contact with you as he hummed "Not bad... Maybe I should consider on tasting you on my next heat..."

"N-Next-?!" You muffled your moans when you felt his cock entering you in one go as he moaned in the crook of your neck.

"Forgive me. The pain was not bearable anymore-" he panted, and you notice he was controlling himself to not just snap his hips against yours like crazy, his back and arms were all sweaty and trembling as he bolted on fhe flesh of your skin to ground himself.

Thankfully he gave you a few moments to adjust to his size as you breathed in and out along with him... when you mentioned he could go he started slow and still murmuring some praises and dirty words in you, yet you felt how he was trembling still.

"You're-" you panted as his face stood above you by hald a inch "You're holding back.. dont do it, i-if it hurts just go.." you moaned when the tip of his cock hitted just on the right spot.

"Dont make choices you will regret later." He panted, still slow on his pace until you holded onto his neck as you kissed him sweetly with a look that he swore was brighter than the full moon and even sun all together.

"I wont.. not if it is with you." You whispered and something in him snapped. All the chivalry and slow pace was throw out of the window as the bed creaked violently with his powerful thrusts. You swore he was so burried deep inside you every time he thrusted back in it felt like he was balls deep inside your whole being.

Something in you snapped when his member hitted repeatedly hitted your G-spot constantly and your orgasm hitted violently making you almost howl like Chisaki from before.

"Shit!" He cursed in your neck "You're tighter than I imagined-!" He gritted through teeth as he rode you down your orgasm before he looked at you with a dark look "I am going to breed you so hard for going out all alone in the dark my prey~" he growled in your ear with a smile as you widened your eyes.

Before you could even register the world "breed" inside your head, you felt roped of hot cum paint your insides and walls as he moaned lowly and continued thrusting until his orgasm reached an end.

You both panted before you started to pet his back on a comforting manner before widening your eyes in shock at the feeling inside your legs.

"You're still hard?!" He only lifted his head from you with a bored look as he arched one eyebrow.

"What did you expected? Is a rut after all." You blinked before his fangs appeared again at the smile it showed on his face with a dark and lustful look as his tongue licked his lips "Better hold yourself, because this is going through all night until I get soft again."

You gulped and just started to mentally prepared yourself to be fucked until your brain couldn't pronounce even a single world.

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It was almost midnight when you woke up to pair of arms holding you close and your whole body was sore. You tilted your head up to see the reason why you were sore as you smiled at the sigh of a vulnerable Kai holding you so tight against his chest.

You went to just feel how much soft his wolf like ears were like before you felt a fluffly thing enveloping your waist as he groaned.

"Already awake?" He muttered as you stared in awe at the tail on your waist.

"You have a tail?!" You gasped and went to pet it but it was soon away from your grasp as you pouted and he scoffed.

"So what if?" He grunted as he got up and stretched it before sending you a look over his shoulders "Let's get a shower, we're both dirty and I am disgusted at only looking at myself covered in all sweat." You giggled at noticing his normal self was back before cursing when your legs almost gave out before the pair of Chisaki's arms got your body with a hidden worried look.

"You know... you said about your next heat huh?" You giggled as he picked you up and buried his face on the crook of your neck.

"And I expect you to be here on all of them." He muttered.

"... So not even getting a dinner then since you already fucked my brains out -"

"Listem both of us know the feelings okay? Enough you brat." He growled as you giggled and nuzzled on him.

[aspiring-wildfire]

MAG 178

Ooh back in Meatville™️

I am once again asking Basira to be nice to Jon

Martin reminding them to treat all the victims as people!!! Good for u bb I love u

“Why are they queuing?” “It’s a factory of the flesh. Use your imagination.” “...no. No, I don’t think I will” yeah good call babe

“I hate all of these loose ends... we’ll just have to tie them all up in one go, hmm? Around Elias’s neck.” MARTIN KARTIN BLACKWOOD TGE FLIP FROM ABSOLUTE COMPASSION TO MURDEROUS ANTI ELIAS THOUGHTS FUCKING STELLAR ILY BABY

“Tool cupboard. Safe enough place to wait.” “Fine.” *door opens* “Nope.” Martin you’re a fucking gem

“Could be worse, at least they’re clean” Jon you’re my favorite person in the whole wide world you fucking dork

Snarky Jon is my favorite Jon

Oh the concept of your “processing” being inevitable but the fear of it being pointless, of not being useful is rly interesting

The contract thing is very sign your life away I love it when Jonny says “fuck capitalism”

Yknow I wasn’t sure why bureaucracy was part of the flesh but it actually makes a lot of sense- the flesh is all about the fear that you’re just meat, and the uncaring bureaucracy goes a long way towards that depersonalization

Ohhh and that gives the whole “your pain is inevitable but it could be worse- it could be useless, pointless” thing a new level bc that’s what capitalism’s all about- accept your suffering, even be proud of it, bc you’re useful like this

God fuck capitalism man

Oof and the branding Jonny’s rly coming for capitalism’s dehumanizing “eat you up and spit you out” process w no qualifications or anything huh

“At last, the prospect of seeing what might happen if he runs from the line seems worth it to Tyler, but the realization sets in that it is far, far too late for that” god the whole idea of people’s fear of stepping out of line bc what if that’s even worse finally being overcome by the understanding that it couldn’t be worse than this but it’s too late to leave and you’ve missed your chance... shit man

“He could refuse. A final, petty act of rebellion against a system it feels like he has run through a hundred times. But what would be the point of that? It won’t save him. A wasted pile of discarded tissue is all that would be left. Is it not better, at least, to be useful?” God the absolute raw lines in this one fuck man I really get how you can expand very real societal systems into overwhelming cosmic horror through this it’s amazing and also oh my god

Amazing job Jonny

Also alex on the soundscaping! I’m having a Bad Time

Martin defending Jon to Basira!!! I’m soft

Martin continuing to treat the victims as people I love my boy

“Recognize her.” “...no. I don’t think I do” “that wasn’t a question” Jon forcing Basira to confront daisy’s police brutality!! Good job hun!! Acab!!!

“Someone has died! Show some respect! Or don’t you care?” get her Martin

“Daisy’s the only person I could ever rely on, and she... she did things, terrible things, and I... I refused to see it, or, said it was my duty, or whatever. I don’t know.”

THE BREAKDOWN OF THE SEIGE MENTALITY FUCK YEAH DUDE

“I wanted to help people, you know? When I first joined. Protect people. But then I saw what some of those same people were capable of, and... something changed. I wanted to hurt them, the ones that deserved it, and it... it felt good. It felt righteous. I thought I could feel the line though. I really did. Eventually, though, it was too much... I was going to quit. I couldn't take what I saw myself becoming. But... then I got sectioned, and suddenly... suddenly it turned out there were real monsters out there, and, well, that just made the power feel better. So things kept slipping. But Daisy was always there for me.” “All those innocent people...” “Were they? Innocent?” “Some. And if not? What crime warrants what was done to them?” 👏👏👏👏

“She was trying to be better” “she was. But she never asked me to forgive her.” “Forgive her?” “I’ve been scared, terrified for my life so many times these last few years. But I’ve never, not once, felt so horribly, abjectly, powerless as when she took me into that forest to kill me. I’ll never forget it.” Jon having the police brutality he faced as the most traumatic event of his life when he’s been so thoroughly traumatized in so many ways really drives that point home god

“Would you have forgiven her?” “No. But she never asked me. She knew she had no right.”

I’m very torn bc while I do totally get why a lot of people hate daisy and it’s absolutely fair I’m still sad that practically the only person who was really there for Jon in season four isn’t gonna be able to come back. I just want my boy to have a support network man

“No one gets what they deserve. Not in this place. They just get whatever hurts them the most. Even me.” I AM CONCERNED

[happys-crazy-queen22]

Title: Final Beat Down

Gif credit @jayhasltud

Requested on wattpad

Hope you all enjoy it

WARNING: ABUSE, ASSAULT, ATTEMPTED RAPE. THREATENING WITH A GUN. TRIGGER WARNING. CAUTION WHEN READING.

He did it again. This time it was one of the worst. Your eye was swollen shut, your ribs were broken. The wheezing told you that. A lung was punctured, probably. He couldn't control himself. You had to get out, just had too. So you went to the only place that you felt safe.

"Y/N, come in". Hank didnt even have to ask why you were there, he just let you in.

"Take off those wet clothes, I'll get you some dry ones". Hank hurried along to his room. You stood in the hall, shivering as you took the wet clothes off. Your body ached with every movement that you made. Biting your lip to stop you from sobbing.

Hank returned with a towel and some clothes. He held up the towel as you got dressed.

"I'll put on some coffee". He sighed as he saw the bruises on your arms and legs. You followed him to the kitchen.

"What was it this time"?

"The same". You whispered as you sat down at the table.

"You need to leave him. You dont deserve what this son of a bitch is doing to you". Hank slammed the kettle down on the stove. He heard you whimper. "Sorry".

"I know. I just can't. I dont know how".

"I'll talk with some people and get you into a womans shelter".

"He'll find me. Then he'll  do worse. I may not survive it then".

Hank shook his head as he grabbed two coffee cups and sat them on the table, he pour the coffee into cup. You wrapped your hands around the mug and took in the heat.

"You need to see a doctor".

"No I'm good".

"It wasn't a question. You need to get checked out. I'll call Will". Hank went to the house phone and got on it. You didnt want to drag anyone else into the mix but you were in serious pain. So much pain that you were struggling not to pass out.

Will arrived in a matter of minutes along with Jay. Hank let Will use his bedroom to check you over. It was a painful process. Every touch sent shock waves of pain through your body. Will bandaged you up and gave you some pain meds to help you sleep. Before he even left you were out.

"How is she"? Hank met Will at the bottom of the stairs.

"Well. A few broken ribs, a punctured lung. Busted lip, a fractured eye socket, luckily he didnt damage her eye. She has bruises up and down her legs and arms. Hand prints around her wrist and throat. Mark's on her back that look like it came from a belt. Right now she's lucky it wasn't worse than this. She needs to get out".

"I've told her that many of times".

"This happened more than once"? Will asked shocked.

"Third time this week".

"Hank, get her out or you'll be trying to solve her murder".

"I know who did it but she wouldn't press charges on him. I've tried to get her to".

"Then you have a girl that doesnt want help". Will frowned as he walked past Hank and out the door.

"If you need anything just call". Jay told Hank.

"Yeah. Thanks". Hank shut the door and blew out a breath he was holding. He went to the couch and sat there thinking.. Soon he drifted off to sleep.

The morning came, Hank was up and ready for work. He didnt want to disturb you so he let you sleep in but when he went up to check on you before he went off to work you weren't there. You hand went out the window, he didnt know why. Figure you were scared to face him or to ashamed but he knew where you were and that you'd be seeing him again.

During Hanks shift he tried not to think about you or your situation but you were on his mind. He called you three, four times. You never answered so after work he was going to stop by your place unannounced. Maybe that boyfriend of yours would be there, but he wouldn't do anything in front of Hank. He was to big of a coward to hurt you with Hank around.

"Hey Jay, I'm going to head out early. I have to stop somewhere". Hank told Jay while he put on his jacket. It was still raining out.

"Okay. You need back-up"? Jay already knew where he was headed. Hank might be a mystery to all but when he really cares about someone his guard is down.

"Nah, I think I'll be fine. Just stay by a phone just in case". Hank chuckled as he walked out the back, heading to his car. He left at the right moment.

"You stupid fucking bitch". Your boyfriend threw you into the wall with such force your shoulder dislocated.

"I'm sorry". You whimpered as you moved your arm, cowering in the corner of the kitchen.

"Then you shouldn't make me mad. I do so much for you and you give no thanks. That's what makes me mad". He jerked you up by your shoulders which hurt like a bitch.

"You're going to give me what I want or else". He threatened with a growl.

"You lay another damn finger on her, your brains will splatter this kitchen. Now put her down easy and step away". Hank had his gun pointed at the back of your abusive boyfriends head. Your boyfriend was nervous, the sweat beads rolling down his forehead. He let you down easy and stepped away from you.

Hank bent down to help you up, you hissed as your arm moved. "You okay"?

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just go".

"You're coming with me. Even if you dont press charges. You're leaving".

"She isnt going anywhere. That bitch owes me".

"You open you fucking mouth one more time, I'll put a bullet in it". Hank gripped the trigger on his gun. Just waiting for him to be stupid.

"I'll go with you Hank".

Hank smiled and wrapped his arm around you, leading you out. Then something stupid happened.

"She ain't going to open her legs for you either old man. You can save her all you want". Your ex boyfriend laughed, sticking up his middle finger.

Hank didnt think he quickly turned around and broke his middle finger. Of course he screamed out like a drama queen.

"I told you what would happen if you opened your mouth again, now didnt I"? Hank took the butt of the gun and smashed into your ex's mouth. He screamed in agony. Spitting out a few teeth.

"Thats for opening your mouth". Hank put his gun in his holster. Balled up his fist and punched him square in the nose. Then just released hell on him. Kicking and punching.  Stomping on his ribs and his broken finger. You were actually enjoying the sight. You didn't know it would have been this great of a feeling to see someone else have complete control over him, like he did once on you.

"Hank". You quietly spoke getting his attention also you didnt want him to kill him.

"One second". Hank told you. He reached behind him getting his cuffs. "Your under arrest for assault on a police officer". Hank jerk him over to his stomach and put the handcuffs on tightly.

"I didn't do shit". Your ex cried out.

Hank pulled him up by his ear, your ex was covered in blood. Hanks hands were covered.

"Call the station and ask for Jay". Hank asked of you. You nodded and went to your phone. Seeing that Hank called and texted you moments before he arrived. You called the station and Jay didn't ask any questions. He was on his way.

"You okay"? You came over to Hank as Jay loaded up your ex, hitting his head on the door as he was thrown in the back seat.

"Yeah. Let's got to my place and get cleaned up. Your house is a crime scene right now". Hank chuckled as he laid his on your back.

"Thank you for saving me, Hank. I know now I should have left long ago. I was just scared". You tell him as he cleaned your wounds with peroxide.

"Y/N, I know you were scared but you have me. I wouldn't hurt you.  I would have done my best to protect you. You deserve much better than him".

"Someone like you".

"Yeah, someone like me".

"It wasnt a question, Hank. You. You have been there for me when I needed help and when I couldn't think straight. I trust you more than anyone. You take better care of me than I do".

"You deserve to be cared for. Y/N, you're an amazing woman and you dont give yourself credit for that".

You smiled wide as you leaned into Hank. The smell of him made you go mad. "I like you Mr. Voight". You licked your lips as you looked down at his.

"I like you too". Hank let out a slow breath and then attached his lips to yours. Tge kiss was deep and soft. From the looks and personality of Hank you thought he'd be rough but no. He was so gently. Looks can be deceiving.

"Will you, you know"? You blushed as he looked into your eyes, waiting for you to say the words.

"Will I"?

"Will you be my first and show me what love really is"? You whispered softly.

"I will never hurt you". Hank picked you up carefully, you wrapped your arms around his waist as he carried you to his room.

Hank laid you gently on the bed, laying beside you, kissing your lips. He wanted to make sure you were comfortable and sure that this is what you wanted. He never wanted to make you feel unsafe with him.

As the night progressed, Hank showed you what it was like to be loved by someone that actually cared about you. Not just using you.  To love and cherish you. To make you feel wanted and the desire that Hank has for you. Something that you've never felt until you are with Hank.

[afoxysunny]

I've been thinking of so much more for my Lazybug AU but stress at work and my contused hand made it impossible to write anything down or try to draw any more

So, to give you at least a little content you didn't ask for while my hand only hurts a little:

I present to you

The different fighting styles of each Miraculous Holder

Lil explanation: though it's never directly stated in Miraculous Ladybug canon i see it ad heavily implied that, when a Kwami powers up a human, they somewhat fuse. Not like the fusion Ha dance. But a human will display not only physical but character traits from the Kwami of their Miraculous. They're still clearly the same person! Just with a few tweaks to their priorities most of the time. So yes, pointing this out so clearly brings this close to theory or headcanon territory but shhh it's my au, i make the rules

Trixie as Lucky Bug

Lucky Bug has a strong instinct to fight, there are only very few things that could stop her from heading into battle.

Trixie is always set for confrontation and Tikki has the unwavering urge to always do whatever is possible to help. The combination of these two working together as one gives Lucky Bug her strength to take on everything that stands in her way.

When in battle She will make sure to keep her opponents attention fully on herself. She holds the strong belief that while she bears the brunt of attacks she can make sure nobody else gets hurt and that's how she fights. Thanks to the weapon her Miraculous grants her she can exceed in close combat as well as having quite ranged attacks. The lather she will mostly use to pull someone's attention away from others if necessary. Closer ranged combat is definitely her preference though. Here she can use her magical yo-yo like a morningstar and really hammer down in fight. A yo-yo with endlessly extendable cord is incredibly versatile and Lucky Bug is smart enough to always find new ways to mobilize this weapon but good old brute force shouldn't be underrated.

Stephanie as Pitch Serval

Pitch Serval always has an urge to move and that definitely includes battle. Once she gets going there is nothing that'll get her standing still again.

Stephanie will literally jump at any opportunity to start moving and help others, Plagg has deep confidence in his abilities and will let everyone know. In combination that makes Pitch Serval a little bit of a show off. While well able to quietly observe a situation, once she gets into action she will not stop until the job is done.

Watching Pitch Serval fight looks more like watching a professional dancer who just so happens to beat people up while performing. The extendable pole she got as a weapon seems almost to become part of her body. In fluid motions she is capable of a variety of attacks that are both unpredictable without the music only she must hear and so natural that it becomes mesmerizing to watch. Whether she actually fights with the pole for proper hits or uses it to propel herself around, it will be effective and beautiful.

Sportacus as Álfurildi

Álfurildi is not a fan of fighting in a confrontational sense, however, practiced as a sport he finds great enjoyment in it. To him the only reason to actually fight is to protect others.

Sportacus was already a locally famous hero before receiving a Miraculous and brings all the best qualities this encompasses to the table. Nooroo however is a hurt soul, as a surviver of horrible abuse by a past master it took him a long time to extend enough trust to willingly give his powers to someone else again. The combination of these two makes Álfurildi appear a lot more calm or even reserved compared to the Sportacus we all know and love. It makes him worry more and more careful but he's still very energetic, confident and capable in basically anything he tries.

This of cause reflects in his style of battle. Until he's made sure his opponent cannot be swayed without it he won't go in for an attack so most of his battles he spends dodging his opponents attacks while making sure to stay close enough to keep tge encounter from breaking off. He encompasses the phrase "float like a butterfly, sting like a bee" as watching him avoid the incoming attacks looks almost supernatural at times, like gravity just doesn't apply to him the same way it does to others. His in depth mastery of most sports in existence surely help with that. Once he switches lanes to actually attacking himself he will use the cane that is his assigned weapon almost exclusively like a bat or racket or other similar sport equipment. You surely can image the punch that packs.

Robbie as Bullock

Bullock is not one to start a fight but he sure is great at ending them, by winning obviously.

Robbie has efficiency, wit and persistence on his side. Stompp, caring and deterninted, speaks his mind without hesitation. These two together give Bullock a reserved and stubborn appearance but when fending for what is right those are strong attributes to have.

Bullock operates best when following a plan so he will mostly be seen as a detached observer which can be accurately described as the calm before the storm. The phrase "mess with the bull, you get the horns" might as well have been coined just to describe him. Once he starts fighting he is quite literally going to bulldoze his opponent. With the ease from a Kwami's powers elaborate movements require no effort anymore do the usually so lazy man can now go all out, but old habits die hard so he aims to be done fighting as quickly as possible. This results in his attacks coming in rapid fire blasts of assaults. Using his armored fists and legs for precise hits, the chain of his tail like a whip and even his horns make him an overwhelming opponent in close combat. At distance, any distance, his miraculous granted weapon, his darts, never miss a target he locked on to and can only be removed by him so no fight will stay at distance for long.

Pixel as Spectra

Spectra needs a good overview of the ongoing battle to unleash the modt effective Amok but that surely doesn't stop him from getting physically involved once the chance arises.

Pixel follows his strong intuition and always has a quick and effective solution to help others out, Duusu is straight forward about everything and easily get enthusiastic. With this passionate combination Spectra often jumps into battle with his friends despite that not being the most logical step. His powers and costume lend themselves a lot easier to defensive fighting, more blocking, enduring, studying and only then striking. Thanks to his extensive theoretical knowledge from video games he knows an expansive array of moves only someone fighting with a fan as their weapon can use so once he gets his chance to actually fight he is far more effective than he would expect from himself.

Jives as Grinder Turtle

Grinder Turtle is really not much of a fighter. But there will never be anything in his way when he has someone to protect.

Jives is a very calm guy, the human embodiment of the gentle giant trope. Wayzz has persistence, patience and a deep respect for everybody. This combination makes Grinder Turtle incredibly passive in battle. He will use his shield only to push people away, which works great because as someone who is much taller than almost everyone he always has the high ground; but for the most part he finds his spot in the back of the team to set up his Shell-ter for them and be content holding up a safe space for everyone.

This style of fighting unfortunately takes a lot of energy out of him, leading to him quickly losing the turtle miraculous to Stingy.

Jives as High Duke

High Duke finds his flow in fighting. Here he can let lose and push himself to his limits.

Again, Jives is calm and unshakable, always too passive to not get along eith everybody. Now, Xuppu playful and mischievous, holding enjoyment to high value. Their combination makes High Duke a force to be reckoned with. They fuse in perfect addition to each other, making him a well confident, experimental fighter who does exactly what feels right in the moment. His wish to protect everyone around him, now fueled with confidence from a new perspective, allows him to move swiftly during battles like he never did anything else.

Thanks to the flexibility this transformation gifts him with he doesn't just stand back and wait anymore, he jumps head first into the fight. His favorite ways of attack is to duck down all the way to the ground and use his weapon, his staff, or the rope he has as a tail to trip his opponents, and to use the dtaff as leverage to jumo high in the air and strike from up above with great force.

Stingy as Vault

Vault is a presence that demands attention, with powerful attacks to back it up he is a heavy hitter even though he isn't so prone to charge to front line.

Stingy's determination and confidence elevate his sharp focus even more while Wayzz is anchored, calm and has a great sense of duty. The combination they create gives Vault a presence of security everyone can feel. He is strong and unwavering in what he does and knows it full well.

There is a weight in his stance like nothing can make him falter, even when not creating a Shell-ter around himself he is undeniable at the center of something powerful. With this mass of confidence he doesn't just hold on to his shield to push intruders back but it also becomes a projectile weapon to knock opponents out from afar. Though he isn't as animated as others on the team each move he makes carries weight and purpose everyone can see.

Ziggy as Mouse the Mighty

Mouse the Mighty looks harmless compared to what he is capable of. He will fight with all he has for what he believes in.

Ziggy is a simple guy, excited by the best qualities of a hero and deterninted to work as hard as possible to achieve whatever goal he has. Mullo has an optimistic approach to everything and shies away from no challenge. Together they make Mouse the Mighty eager to show everyone the qualities of a true superhero

Fueled with so much excitement he could overflow he sonetines bites off more than he can chew. When he rushes into battle, blinded by the chance to prove himself his flight response is a little too strong and he uses his Miraculous power to split into many tiny versions of himself to run away, halfway through running he remembers who he id though, how powerful he now is and that his friends need him and he comes back with even more confidence and determination than he started with.

He has all it takes to be an outstanding hero and once he gets going he shows all he got. Armed with the knowledge of pop culture and the brain of a suorrhero obsessed boy he can quickly switch styles drastically mid movement. This unpredictability together with his size varying from one bear to many mice makes him practically unstoppable. Not only does he have brute force at his disposal but also he uses his weapon, a jumprope, like nunchucks or to trip people or any other way he once saw and thought looked cool.

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I hope you enjoyed this. I was just hoping i could breath a little more life into the characters I've been playing around with for a while now but you so far only got one still image of each (also hoping to change that soon, I'm really working on that story)

For some of the Kwami's there's just barely any info about them, i hope it doesn't show too much where i was just winging it