#kb drabbles

[bitterkarmaa]

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This has been rotating in my head non-stop

‼️TW SEIZURE‼️

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Sun had emphasized how important it was for everyone to be present during family movie night. Eclipse understood that, honestly. How would it be family movie night without the whole family?

He supposed that they’d just have to find that out tonight.

If he had to watch Air Bud one more goddamn time, he might just kill everyone in the room. And, contrary to popular belief, he doesn’t exactly want to do that.

So, he’s resolved himself to hide on the platform that overlooks the theater, peering in between the bars of the banister. His rays are retracted, the vibrant colors of his clothes hidden by a blanket that he has pulled over his shoulders. Plus, added bonus, it keeps him warm. Today isn’t a great day physically for him, so the extra comfort is appreciated.

When the soft chatters of everyone else begins to filter up to him from below, signaling his family’s arrival, he backs away from the banister and scuttles towards the door hidden amongst the various boxes and crates of equipment. With one last glance over his shoulder, he hears Rays quietly ask where he is, with Blood Moon’s more firm voice not far behind.

He lingers, one hand on the doorknob.

“What if he’s gotten himself hurt again? What if he’s stuck somewhere? What if-“

“Blood, he’s fine. He’s probably just skipping out on movie night because we aren’t watching one of his cheesy horror films.” Moon’s sharp voice cuts in, a sigh leaving his mouth as Blood Moon continues to grumble behind him.

“Hurt?” Rays’ soft, yet mortified tone paints a picture of his expression in Eclipse’s head: eyes wide, blanket pulled tightly over his shoulders, shaking fingers curled into the fabric. It’s almost enough to make Eclipse reveal himself and come down. Almost.

“Yeah, he’s kinda a danger magnet.” Moon admits, moving towards the staircase that leads up to the platform Eclipse is hidden on.

“I doubt he’s in danger, though. He usually gets paranoid when he’s doing stupid shit, but he’s been pretty chill lately. Have you tried calling him?”

Blood Moon pauses. “No.”

“Try that, then get back to me.”

Moon takes the stairs two at a time. Eclipse knows he likes to show off, since he only does it in front of others.

Tsk. I could do that, too.

Eclipse opens the door, slipping into the hallway behind. In a slight panic, he tugs on the handle, pulling it shut behind him as quickly as possible. Not long after, he hears Moon’s footsteps outside.

With a sigh of relief, he turns away from the door, facing the rest of the corridor.

He lets out half of a yelp before slapping his hands over his mouth, glaring daggers at the tall figure before him as Moon’s movements pause outside.

Familiar red eyes stare down at Eclipse, albeit dimmer than he remembers. He slowly uncovers his mouth as Moon continues on with his task, presumably getting the movie started.

“What are you doing here?” Eclipse hisses under his breath.

Kill Code blinks. Slowly, carefully, as if uncertain what the action’s purpose is. Acting on autopilot. Eclipse is further disturbed.

“…hello?”

Kill Code shakes its head slightly, letting out a huff. “My hall. You know this.”

Eclipse leans back, crossing his arms over his chest, reassured by Kill Code’s more familiar behavior. “You can’t own a hallway. I needed somewhere to hide. Can you help, or not?”

Kill Code narrows his eyes, his claws twitching at his sides. It sways precariously on unsteady paws.

Eclipse fights the urge to move forwards and steady him.

“Follow.” It grunts, turning around and beginning to saunter back down the hall. Eclipse hesitates a few moments before trailing behind, keeping his footsteps light in comparison to Kill Code’s heavy stomping.

It’s small things that catch his attention. The stumbles, the pauses. The way each step seems to take all of Kill Code’s energy. So much effort for a single movement.

Then, Eclipse jumps again, startled by the ringing of a call coming in. Kill Code flinches, too, tail lashing through the air as it turns to growl at Eclipse.

Eclipse stumbles back, Blood Moon’s contact flashing across his sight. He declines the call in an annoyed(and maybe frightened) frenzy, trying to move away, a snarky quip ready on his tongue to dismiss himself back to his sons. But a hand with long, sharp claws closes around his wrist, pulling him closer instead.

“S-Stop, stop! Dad-“ Eclipse grits out, trying to pry himself free from Kill Code’s grasp. For a moment, Kill Code remains still, gaze hauntingly hollow. Before long, however, it releases Eclipse, robotically leaning away once more.

“What is wrong with you right now? You’ve been off since I got back here!” Eclipse snaps, holding his wrist close to his chest, as if afraid Kill Code will try to grab him again.

“Ringing. It’s irritating.” Kill Code says lowly. His eyes still seem…off.

“It was Blood Moon, probably wondering where I am! You were there when they had their big breakdown about me being gone and hurt, so you should know how they can be!”

Ridiculous as it is…

Eclipse lets out a heavy breath, trying to expel his paranoia. Kill Code stares down at him blankly. Unmoving.

“I apologize. I overreacted.” Kill Code says flatly. Eclipse relaxes slightly, though he remains vigilant.

“It’s…okay. Are you sure you’re alright?”

“Fine.”

With that, it turns back around and continues on towards the door to its room. Eclipse follows, less hesitant this time, hovering behind it nervously.

When it makes it to the door, it moves its hand up to grab the knob, but its hand misses and instead scrapes vainly against the rusted metal surface of the door itself. Eclipse watches quietly.

By the time it completes the process again with the same result, Eclipse has grown impatient. He reaches out and opens the door himself.

Kill Code grumbles to himself, but makes no comment, instead forcing himself inside with his son on his heels.

The door closes on its own behind them. Eclipse glances back at it, but doesn’t dwell long. “You…you’re sure?”

Kill Code pauses for but a moment. A slight hitch in its gait. It mutters something over its shoulder. Eclipse doesn’t catch the words.

“KC?” Eclipse steps closer. Kill Code’s arm spasms, and it growls, using its other arm to restrain it against its side.

“Stop prying, boy!” It snarls, still struggling against the twitching and writhing mess of its own arm.

“But-“

“But nothing!” It shouts, scaring the concern right out of Eclipse as the scarred animatronic doubles back on himself, eyes widening in fear. Kill Code turns to face him, tail whipping back and forth, back and forth, back and forth - advancing on Eclipse like a prowling tiger sizing up its next meal.

“Okay, okay, I-I’ll stop-!” Eclipse stumbles backwards, raising a hand to shield himself as his father looms over him, draping him in its morbid shadow.

“You never learn to shut up, do you?” Its gleaming red eyes pierce him like bullets, digging into him ruthlessly. “You always pay, pay all these prices and- consider, possibly, that you’ve earned some-“ It turns away again, bringing a hand up to the damaged half of its face, the remaining visible eye now wild with conflicting emotions.

“What? What are you talking about?” Eclipse asks incredulously, feeling that familiar warmth spread out from his chest, pure power running through his systems. His bad eye flickers to life, a dim light cast as an iris.

“They’re your children! They should be worried! You act as if their concern is a nuisance to you, such a disgraceful outlook-“ Kill Code continues to rant, the deranged expression on its face only worsening with each word.

“I never said that!” Eclipse retorts, his arm coming back down, aligned with his chest instead of his head. An offensive position, rather than defensive.

“Shut your mouth!” In the blink of an eye, Kill Code is bearing down on him again, claws reaching, shadow looming, face set in a vicious snarl. Eclipse’s jaw snaps shut with an audible click.

His confidence leaves much quicker than it came.

“I taught you how to care, I taught you how to be appreciative, but you act as if Blood Moon’s worry bores you - burdens you. You act as if being in the presence of the others is a damn chore, when all they’ve done is care for you. You’d be dead without them!” Then, it stops, speaking in a softer, more subdued tone than before. “You’d be dead without me, but you left years ago.”

Eclipse listens in silence up until the last few words, his anger and pride flaring before his self-preservation can rein them in.

“You sentenced me to death before you saved me from it.”

Kill Code’s entire demeanor changes. His hands retract, his body recoils, tense and shocked as if physically struck by Eclipse’s words.

“I…I never meant to…” It’s words are distant, almost confused, or lost. Its expression twists into borderline despair, snarl falling into a pained grimace.

Pricks of oil gather in Kill Code’s eyes, complete and utter shock hitting Eclipse with the force of twelve fighter jets.

Okay, so…that’s still a sore spot. Noted.

“KC….I….” Eclipse starts, fidgeting nervously with his claws. It is then that he notices Kill Code sway, staggering backwards. “KC?”

Eclipse gets closer, quickly grabbing his father’s arm, slowly lowering him to sit on the cold cement floor below. He feels the mechanisms in the older animatronic’s arm stiffening uncontrollably beneath his sleeve and plating, gears grinding, turning against themselves.

“I-I don’t know what to do, tell me what to do, how to save you-“

Memories hit him harder than he thought they would. It’s his turn to overreact, it seems, because surely his father isn’t dying - come on, he’s fine! He said it himself!

Kill Code’s eyes remain vacant, unfocused and dim. The only thing keeping him upright is Eclipse’s hold on his arm.

Oil. Oil everywhere. Covering his hands, coating his chest, leaking between his fingers as he struggles to connect the tubes back to the pump- god, please, PLEASE no, he couldn’t- couldn’t do this-

“Dad?” Eclipse can’t keep the tremble from his voice. It stays. His hands, they stay, shaking. Clutching at Kill Code’s arm, panic setting in faster than he ever thought possible.

There’s this ticking noise from behind Kill Code’s remaining faceplate, the visible wires on the other half sparking wildly. His eyes flicker a few times, then go dark.

He can barely see through the tears. It’s hard to put everything back together with hands that shake this badly. But he has to try. He has to. What would he do on his own? How would he survive? It’s just been the two of them for so long. He can’t do this on his own.

Right?

“DAD!” Eclipse shouts as his father goes limp for only a moment, spasms and convulsions seizing him in the next. He is forced to release him and back off, his trembling hands still hovering in mid-air in front of him as if poised to touch or hold or - or something other than just watch.

Tears gather in his eyes, a nauseating amount of panic crawling up his throat. Getting any closer would get them both hurt. But…but what…what is going on??

Is he dying again?

The thought forces a choked sob out of his mouth, trembling hands moving back to wrap around himself. His rays shrink in, hiding behind his faceplate, just as he wishes to run and hide somewhere else, as well.

He should’ve just watched the damn movie. Should’ve sat down with his family and rolled his eye at all the lame jokes, only actually uttering a laugh when Blood Moon made fun of the ironic moments.

But no. No, he had to cause problems.

He had to do it alone now. He was gone. His father’s tubes were too torn, his intake bent beyond repair. His pump had choked up on all the oil, so much of it covering Eclipse that he knows it would never be enough to keep Kill Code running, even if he had managed to keep him awake somehow.

So much oil. So much.

Eclipse tries to wrack his processor for any clue as to what is going on. System error? No, those never get this bad. Electric current disruption? No, that would just force a restart. Seizure? No, those are for-

Everything stops. His shaking, his crying, his panic. Seizure. This is a seizure.

Finally, he manages to pull himself out of his daze. He moves forwards, slipping one hand under his father’s back, shifting him onto his side. He pays no mind to his flailing limbs, even as a claw tears his collar and nicks his neck beneath. It’s not Kill Code’s fault.

Eclipse keeps one hand on his father’s shoulder once he is safely on his side, oil dribbling out of his mouth and onto the floor beneath. Even as he continues to seize, Eclipse remains in place, making sure he stays put and as safe as possible.

Logic still tries to press back against his conclusion. Robots can’t have seizures. It makes no sense. The very structure of a seizure relies on the brain and the electrical impulses that reside within. Sure, animatronics have a processor, which is the equivalent of a brain - but the cables have full control over the electrical current that is transferred to each system. That pre-set amount can’t be changed, and this has never happened before, so how-

It’s because he’s dying. Again. Stop trying to deny it, you know what’s happening.

Those damned tears sting at his eyes again, but he tries to hold them back.

Just like last time, you can’t do anything. You can’t save him, you can’t save yourself, you can’t save anyone. You can only cause harm.

It’s no use. The tears drip down his face no matter how hard he tries, a silent sob leaving his mouth. His hands start shaking again.

Then, Kill Code’s seizing begins to slow. It eases into only the occasional spasm or jerk - much more manageable, as far as Eclipse is concerned. Less panic-inducing.

Much to his relief, he feels the heavy rise and fall of his father’s chest as he vents to compensate for the heat he gathered during his…whatever that was.

All self-control leaves him in an instant. He curls up against Kill Code, sobbing brokenly into his shoulder for the first time in decades. His claws curl into his tattered shirt, slowly falling into screams of despair.

The tears blur everything together. Past, present, life, death. He’s trembling and screaming and sobbing so much that he can’t tell up from down. Can’t tell if Kill Code is still breathing beneath him. Can’t feel anything other than grief.

But he’s not dead. You know he’s dead. He’s not. He’s breathing. Is he? Yes. You’re imagining it. No. He’s alive. He’s dead. He’s alive. He’s dead. He’s alive.He’s dead. He’s alive. He’s dead.

He’s dead.

He’s dead.

He’s dead.

He’s-

“Eclipse?”

His eye sharpens immediately, focusing on Kill Code’s bleary expression. The tears stop like flipping a switch. He tries to focus on making sure his father’s alright.

“Yeah? You - um - you okay?” Eclipse stammers, trying his hardest to get and keep his shit together.

He’s dead.

He’s dead.

He’s dead.

Kill Code shifts, trying to push himself into a sitting position. Eclipse’s hands, still trembling, jolt forwards to gently urge him to lay back down.

“No. You need more time.” He insists, earning a shaky sigh from his father.

“I’m alright, Eclipse. I’m sorry you had to witness that.” Kill Code rasps in response, and it takes everything within Eclipse to push down the childish urge to curl into his father’s chest and hug him tight.

“No, no. It’s - it’s okay. Not your fault.” He knows his tone is distant. He’s not really here. Is he?

He’s dead.

He’s dead.

He’s dead.

“Eclipse, look at me.”

“I am.”

“My eyes, you twit.”

Eclipse slowly lifts his gaze until it is locked with Kill Code’s, allowing his father to carefully sit up this time around without making an effort to push him back down.

“What’s going on in that head of yours, hm?” It reaches out one hand to gently cup his son’s face, a frown crossing his own as he witnesses tears gather in the corners of his eyes.

“N-N…um…” Eclipse stammers, voice shaking. “Nothing. Nothing important.”

He’s dead.

I’m looking at him.

What remains of him, you fool.

Maybe it’s the exhaustion in Kill Code’s eyes, maybe it’s the frightening way his mind fights with itself like a snake eating its own tail, but he can’t hold it in anymore. A sob wrenches itself from his chest, and he launches himself into his father’s arms.

He shuts his eyes tightly and buries himself into Kill Code’s chest, letting the tears and torment out into his father’s clothes.

And, no matter how exhausted and dizzy Kill Code is, he sits and he holds his son while he breaks in his arms. He waits and he soothes, allowing the desperate claws to curl into the back of his shirt, clutching at him as if he’s already gone.

Because, in Eclipse’s mind…he quite possibly is.

[kenobster]

Bribe me sempai

[link to original post for context]

bahahahhaha, be BRIBED:

The attacks after point rain swept Obi-Wan’s face, armor, robes in fine grains of Geonosian sand—sand that could come right off with a few good wipes, always leaving the cloth dirtier than the man.  In a desert, water is a luxury. Obi-Wan ensured that every active soldier on Geonosis received enough water for hydration as well as a nightly spongebath, and he and Cody were no exceptions. But it was always their eyes on the requisition requests, their eyes on the remaining supplies, their eyes on the casualty reports whenever the medics ran out of clean gauze and resorted to soil-stained cloth. For he and Cody, hydration and sponge baths were luxuries, too. They made a contest out of it—in using the fewest drops from their canteens to dampen the least dusty sections of their sleeves. Afterward, they sat together and took turns nursing the mud out of each other’s sweat-damp hair.  When the war is over, Cody once said, I think I’ll find the sandiest rock out there. Buy a couple of sandwraps and a good healthy dewback. Set up camp somewhere out there. In love with the weather that much, are you? Beats getting drenched in rain. Because that was Kamino—a desert of saltwater dunes as blue as the sweltering sky that Obi-Wan stands under now.  Tatooine sand isn’t like the sand of Geonosis. Sponge baths leave only crusty caked-up rings around the ankles, wrists, and neck. Hosing things down clogs up equipment with thick layers of mud. Even the atmosphere—heavy and dry—peels flakes of skin from hardened, calloused knuckles.  The sandiest rock in the galaxy, here, beneath his feet, and Obi-Wan wishes there’d been an ending to the war, purely so that his Commander could have seen it.

Thank you for the vote and the fun time!! XD

Note: I'll be doing the corresponding Obikin drabbles and the drabbles for other ships after the poll concludes.

[marckinggrantbutnotmoonknight]

World’s first Skeleton Crew ficlet because I really want to make SM-33 fics but I’m busy with my finals for now

Darth Vader: Surrender now droid, it is pointless to face me. I suggest you give in before you can process their suffering *He threatens just as he finished demonstrating his powers as a Sith towards SM-33*

Wim: STOP DOING THIS!!! Stop hurting 33! *Wim screams out, betrayed seeing a Jedi willingly hurt others*

Neel: W-Wim! He’s an evil Jedi… Be careful…! *Neel whispers, trying to calm Wim down*

KB: What are you…? *KB notions to the dark armored man, just as fear wasn’t enough to sate her curiosity*

Darth Vader: …..I am not a Jedi

Jod: ….He’s a karking Sith *Jod realizes, knowing the power of Jedi who decide to be one with the dark side*

SM-33: Hnng…! *His processes flickers and his voice stuttery* S-S-So ur not ay? N-Not a J-Jedi?! Gahahaha…! *SM-33 falters, his frame lagging behind the destruction the “non-Jedi”/Sith did* NO WONDER why you couldn’t blast me off in one go matey…

Fern: 33!!!! *she shouts out loud suddenly, her voice ringing the highest out of panic* AS YOUR CAPTAIN JUST SURRENDER NOW!!!! *Fern yells urgently*

SM-33: *He walks forward on his ol trusty peg leg instead. SM-33 doesn’t give a kriff who this nut job is. Jedi or no Jedi, he would fight until his crew is safe. He can’t give up or else he would lose the chance to save them, and so he says* ….Aye, I’d win

[100wordsfor100days]

day 81: alive and well

The barrier was gone, as was the Republic, and the Empire that replaced it, but none of that mattered to Fern. Everything was different now, but the only thing she cared about was that KB was still alive, and now they were closer than ever before. Neel and Wim were also fine, and of course she was happy about that as well, but KB was her best friend, and Fern always worried about her anyway, so the relief she felt when they found her alive and well was dizzying, and she never wanted to let go of their hug again.

[lesbianhiyuki]

terrified of moloko/simbay's writing speed. 85 kagurabachi fics on ao3 and they've written 58 of them. i feel like every time i check the tag again there's more. godspeed

[softsnzstuff]

you wanted someone to talk to you so... in that shirtless scene, Izzy's midsection looks... quite nice... the way his stomach moves as he breathes. just. imagine how he'd look post-workout while dealing with a cold that's not bad enough to keep him from working out

Izzy’s surprised he finished the workout. I mean, he was determined to so not to look like a fool in front of the crew. But he’d been battling the worst of a cold for a few days now.

He would argue that today - day 4 - was the worst of it. He’d not given up his duties as first mate and so the lingering cold was now charting a path of its own, from his sinuses to his chest. It hadn’t quite reached its destination yet; leaving him a breathless, sputtering mess with a stuffy nose.

“Are you sure you should be working out Iz?” Frenchie asked cautiously when walking by.

The older man was pouring sweat - if not from his workout, from the fever that was plaguing him. He had taken his shirt off nearly half an hour ago to try and cool down.

“I did my job in addition to cleaning up after Edward. How about you do yours and FUCK OFF! I can finish a fucking workout…”

The intensive intervals definitely had him working up a sweat, but unfortunately that also meant opening up his sinuses. He sniffled relentlessly as he tried to continue on.

The familiar prickle started burning in the back of his nose, building slowly as his breath started to catch.

Izzy’s chest expanded once before he snapped forward with a sickly sneeze.

“H’ReeSHHuhew! NGSHHiew!!”

The spray scattered, some catching in his chest hair, making the crew in sight grimace.

“That’s disgusting.” Jim murmured, rolling their eyes and turning away.

“Thought you might need this.” Lucius walked up, holding out a handkerchief but not looking him in the eye.

“I don’t fucking need-”

“TAKE the handkerchief and go clean yourself up. It’s fucking embarrassing.”

The older man snatched the cloth out of his hand and grumbled as he trodded off towards his cabin, passing Ed on the way.

The captain sidestepped Izzy, holding hands up, “Whoa, Iz, you look like shit! You okay?”

His first mate stopped briefly out of respect, growling, “Got sent downstairs by the fucking boy.”

[xxsabitoxx]

xxSabitoxx Headcanon Masterlist

╰┈➤ Return to Master Post

╰┈➤ Full Fic Masterlist

╰┈➤ Imagines/Drabbles Masterlist

Updated Aug.12th 2023

Who made the first move? | Giyu, Shinobu, Rengoku | FLUFF 

Who made the first move? | Mitsuri, Obanai, Tengen | FLUFF 

NSFW Sanemi Headcanons | Sanemi x implied AFAB Reader | SMUT

Hashira Soulmate Headcanons | Hashira x mostly GN Reader | FLUFF 

Kamaboko Squad Soulmate Headcanons | Kamaboko squad x mostly GN Reader | FLUFF 

Hashira being called mom/dad | No ships | FLUFF 

Kamaboko Squad as Parents | No ships | FLUFF 

Hashira as Yanderes | Hashira x GN Reader | NO SET GENRE 

Kamaboko Squad as Yanderes | KB Squad x GN Reader | NO SET GENRE

Male Pillars Receiving Head | Male Pillars x AFAB Reader | SMUT

Hashira Kinks | Hashira x GN Reader | SMUT

Hashira Trying to Comfort Their Dying S/O | Hashira x GN Reader | ANGST 

What the Hashira Want in a Partner | Hashira x GN Reader | SMUT/FLUFF

How the Hashira would react to you cheating on them | Hashira x GN Reader | ANGST

How Risky is Each Hashira | Hashira x GN Reader | SMUT

Hashira’s Favorite Sex Position | Giyu, Shinobu, Rengoku x AFAB & AMAB Readers 

Hashira’s Favorite Sex Position | Tengen, Mitsuri, Obanai x AFAB & AMAB Readers 

Hashira’s Favorite Sex Position | Sanemi, Gyomei, Akaza x AFAB & AMAB Readers

Hashiras and I love you | Hashira x GN Reader | ANGST

How the Hashira Orgasm | Hashira x GN Reader | SMUT

Hashira DILF Ranking | Male Pillars x AFAB Reader | FLUFF/SMUT

Dad Sanemi Headcanons | Sanemi x AFAB Reader | FLUFF

Dad Kyojuro Headcanons | Rengoku x AFAB Reader | FLUFF

Dad Giyu Headcanons | Giyu x AFAB Reader | FLUFF

Dad Gyomei Headcanons | Gyomei x AFAB Reader | FLUFF 

Dad Obanai Headcanons | Obanai x AFAB Reader | FLUFF

Dad Tengen Headcanons | Tengen x AFAB Reader | FLUFF

Hashira as Titans | No ships | NO SET GENRE

Kamaboko Squad Comforting their Dying S/O | KB Squad x GN Reader | ANGST

Giyu’s NSFW A-Z | Giyu x GN/Fem leaning Reader | SMUT

Shinobu’s NSFW A-Z | Shinobu x GN/Fem leaning Reader | SMUT

Rengoku’s NSFW A-Z | Rengoku x GN/Fem leaning Reader | SMUT

Sanemi’s NSFW A-Z | Sanemi x GN/Fem leaning Reader | SMUT

Getting “Stuck” | Hashira x AFAB Reader | SMUT

How the Hashira Handle Grief | Implied Hashira x GN Reader | ANGST

How the Hashira Handle Getting a Tattoo | No ships | NO SET GENRE

JJK Characters and Their Kinks | No Ships | SMUT

AOT Characters and Their Kinks | No Ships | SMUT

How the Hashira Eat Pussy | Hashira x AFAB Reader | SMUT

How the Hashira Suck Dick | Hashira x AMAB Reader | SMUT

How JJK Characters Eat Pussy | JJK Characters x AFAB Reader | SMUT

JJK Characters and Trying to Hide Your Injuries | JJK Characters x GN Reader | ANGST 

Telling JJK Characters You’re Pregnant | JJK Characters x AFAB Reader | FLUFF

How JJK Characters Refer to your Chest | No Ships | CRACK/SMUT

Cuddling with the Hashira | Hashira x GN Reader | FLUFF

Cuddling with JJK Men | JJK Men x GN Reader | FLUFF

Piercings I think the Hashira Would Have | No Ships | NO SET GENRE

How the Upper Moons Eat Pussy | Upper Moons x AFAB Reader | SMUT

Toxic Things the Hashira Do | Hashira x GN Reader | NO SET GENRE

NSFW Rengoku Headcanons | Rengoku x AFAB Reader | SMUT

Hashira and their Wolf Ranking | No Ships | NO SET GENRE 

How the Hantengu Clones Eat Pussy | Hantengu Clones x AFAB Reader | SMUT 

Hantengu Clones NSFW A-Z | Hantengu Clones x AFAB Reader | SMUT

Tengen & Wives NSFW A-Z | Tengen x Wives x AFAB Reader | SMUT

Brain Rot Gyomei Headcanons | Gyomei x AFAB Reader | SMUT

How the Hashira React to your Death | Implied Ships | ANGST 

How to Make the Hashira Blush | Hashira x GN Reader| FLUFF/SMUT

Personal Hashira Dick Size Ranking | No Ships | SMUT

Where they are Sensitive | Hashira x GN Reader | SMUT

Personal Upper Moon Dick Size Ranking | No Ships | SMUT

Taking care of you when sick | Giyu, Rengoku, Sanemi | FLUFF

When You’re Stronger | JJK Men x AFAB Reader | SUGGESTIVE

[bitterkarmaa]

I just had to have everyone react to canon right now it is just…UGH

At first, there is silence. Everyone stares at the screen in slack-jawed, horrified silence. Then, obligatory looks of disbelief are shared between the onlookers.

“I would not do that! I wouldn’t, I promise!” Lunar is the first to speak up, eliciting a sharp bark of laughter from Eclipse at his side.

“What is it with everyone turning on this ‘Earth’ girl first? Like - first that ‘Nexus’ dude did it, and now Lunar?? I just don’t understand…” Veil cuts in, and nods of agreement greet his statement.

“Haunted by the narrative.” Moon clicks his tongue. Everyone exchanges knowing looks.

“The only one who seems to be immune to all this is Eclipse! And that’s only because he’s in another dimension!” Sun leans forwards, peering around Moon to give his counterpart a playfully envious look.

Eclipse raises his hands in a show of innocence. “Hey. I’m busy being a father, apparently.” He defends, then wraps an arm around Blood Moon’s shoulders at his side. “Because, for some reason, I prefer human children, apparently.”

Blood Moon huffs. “Ghosts. Not humans. Ghosts.”

A smaller, softer voice speaks up from the other end of the couch.

“I just…don’t understand. Everyone seems so…detached. There’s constantly something new going on, but it feels…forced? I mean…they never process anything. I think everyone should be given an arc to simply process all they’ve been through. I think it would really help the development and growth of their characters.” Rays explains, smiling nervously as all the eyes of the room turn in her direction. She’s wearing a dress today, and requested that the others refer to her with feminine pronouns.

A larger figure leans on the back of the couch, red eyes focused on the screen as if contemplating how much force would be needed to break it.

“I’m dead, I suppose. Can’t help you guys out with this shit. Sorry.” Kill Code shrugs, turning away from the tv with a scowl.

“Us too.” Blood Moon adds, lifting their hands towards their grandfather. “Dead club. You, us. We’re the dead club.”

Kill Code’s mouth twitches up into a smile, but it disappears just as quickly as it came. He leans down and hoists his grandson into his arms, letting out a chuckle as they begin to gnaw at the bell that dangles from the end of his nightcap.

Moon snaps his claws and perks up at the revelation. “Yeah, that’s a good point. Who else here is supposed to be dead?”

Simultaneously, almost everyone raises their hands. Moon’s expression falls deadpan.

“I mean by the standards of the show, smartasses.”

Hands fall back down until only Eclipse, Rays, Kill Code, and Blood Moon are left.

“That’s more realistic. Eclipse, put your hand down.” Moon reaches out and swats at Eclipse, earning a hiss and bite in retaliation. Moon yelps, trying to free his hand from Eclipse’s mouth as the orange and black animatronic glares daggers at him. He only releases his hold to defend himself.

“Technically, I am dead! I’m still V1 Eclipse, not…what are they on now, V4??”

Moon examines the bite marks, though he turns his attention to Eclipse as he speaks. Kill Code grabs Moon’s hand and looks over the shallow wounds his son inflicted, and, surprisingly, Moon pays him no mind.

“If we’re going by those standards, I suppose I’m dead too. And Veil. And Lunar. And - just everyone except for Sun!” The night-themed jester shouts. Sun lays his hand on his twin’s shoulder with a worried look on his face.

“Sun is dead inside, so he counts too.” Eclipse snaps back, crossing his arms over his chest like a pouting child.

“Does this truly have to be a contest?” Kill Code asks calmly, returning Moon’s now bandaged hand to his lap. The navy animatronic stares at it dumbly, as if forgetting he had another limb altogether.

“I second that.” Rays adds, her hands fidgeting nervously in her lap. She isn’t fond of all the yelling, and it’s no wonder why. Especially since Eclipse is one of the voices.

Sun changes the topic before it can escalate further.

“I think it’s funny how we have characters that they don’t, and they have characters that we don’t. Like…Earth? Solar? Nexus? Never heard of them. But they’ve never known Rays, Veil, or the dude that’s on our asses right now. It just makes me wonder…is there a right way to tell this story? To tell our story? Or does it change based on who’s telling it?”

“All stories change based on who’s telling it.” Eclipse responds, his moment of anger now dulled into annoyance. “It’s never going to stay the exact same unless they’re reading from a script.”

“Can we go off-script?” Rays asks. Everyone mulls over this for a few moments.

“Maybe. Maybe there is no script.” Kill Code gently sets Blood Moon back onto the couch beside Eclipse. “Does it matter? We don’t suffer from their problems. It doesn’t affect us.”

Whispered discussions begin throughout the room, but Eclipse stays rooted to his spot on the couch, sinking back into the cushions while staring blankly at the screen. A million thoughts crowd his processor, but he isn’t able to grasp a single one.

“If there’s a parallel between this universe and that one…I wonder who has the star power here.” Lunar chirps at his side, leaning into his older brother as one would recline into a comfy chair.

Eclipse tries not to stiffen. That would be a dead giveaway, would it not?

“Yeah…good point. Maybe we’ll find out later.” Eclipse responds quietly, his tone lowered into a careless drawl despite the turmoil that rages within his chest. The turmoil that pulses in response to his paranoia. The turmoil that speaks to him in the dead of night, that keeps him alive and threatens to kill him all at once.

Eclipse doesn’t miss the large clawed hand that rests knowingly on his shoulder.

“Do you think that, if someone did have star power here, they’d use it to harm someone else? Like I did in the show?” Lunar continues, fidgeting with his sleeves. Eclipse slowly turns his head, his hollow gaze settling onto his little brother.

“I think they already have. We just don’t know it yet.” Kill Code responds in a cold tone, his hand drifting over his son’s shoulder before the weight vanishes altogether. Eclipse hears his father’s retreating footsteps, but he remains silent in response to his comment.

“Creepy dude. Has he always been like that?”

Finally, Eclipse turns to look over his shoulder in the direction Kill Code trotted off in.

“No. No, he hasn’t.”

With that, he stands up from the couch and disappears into the solitude of his room.

[lookingfts]

Musing about A Moment Apart Kate seeing Anthony's phone screen at an inopportune time during a visit to London...

Okay, just going to clear out my inbox and respond to messages about different stories!

I love this! Hy representing his family wanting to see Kate is a cute touch. Anthony absolutely would want to monopolize her time and it would cause some drama. I love that as his background too.

So, Perfect Places won't be a dual POV? I know you often prefer Kate's POV (as do I), I'm just wondering.

I don't know yet! I write certain stories in Kate's POV because I feel like she has the bigger arc/it revolves more around what happens to her. And if I do a dual POV, I really like to have both people represented more or less equally. In Perfect Places, I do like the unreliable narrator angle with Kate. But I might also do the first few chapters with her and then switch to him, or give him one chapter where you get to see his take on everything.

would feedback about ones that sound like they could be longer stories be annoying? because i rather like that one in the hotel room. im guessing a scene like that would be somewhere around the middle of the story and maybe the rest would be about working with your partner. i know you've done other workplace romances with kathony but traveling filmmakers is quite a different workplace than the office.

I'm really enjoying hearing about the drabbles people like! That's not to say I'll ever get around to revisiting them, but I'm definitely open to hearing people's ideas. I do love a workplace romance...I tend to gravitate toward ships where the couple are partners in some way. I think when you watch them solve problems together and trust each other, it's just easy to see how they would also be a team as a couple.

Ooh, I'm thinking Anthony wears a titanium day collar and Kate wears a cuff to match. Here are mine for reference:

Anthony would absolutely love this lol. Even more so if it was inscribed with Kate's initials. Just a little KB on the inside, right over his throat.

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About me!!

I'm Ava and I like writing drabbles,short stories, one shots,and maybe some long stories when I get ideas. I'm a huge music person so I might make short stories based on the song. I'll write mostly fluff and angst maybe some smut. I'll mostly post Haikyuu but also a little Mha and jjk. I'll post whenever I get ideas so maybe every two days or each week. I'll take request but I won't promise I'll make it. It's only usually when I get idea so if you want a character please give a specification like you want a song with the story, long/short, Drabble, etc. I am 16 and involved in club volleyball so I might be busy and unable to post so I won't have a set day I'll post but I will try my best.

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♡ Tsukishima Kei Short Story

♡ Katsuki Bakugo College AU

♡ Delicate (KB)

Animes

My Hero Academia

Haikyuu

Jujutsu Kaisen

[chenfordswopez]

Thanks to Emma’s JH drabble, I’m inspired to write what happened with KB in those three years in the middle.

[100wordsfor100days]

day 88: a helping hand

KB’s machinery was malfunctioning and her limbs didn't work they were supposed to. They were running away from something, she wasn't entirely sure what, but her legs kept shaking and trying to make her go the other way. She pushed through it as well as she could, but it wasn't enough, at least not until Fern noticed. She grabbed her hand and pulled, which made it at least a bit easier for KB to focus on going the right way. She would still have to fix her systems once they were safe again, but for now Fern’s help was enough.

[the-oc-lass]

Nimona OC - Charlotte Swiftheart/Corova

Hey, hi, didn't go to my musical because my mom felt like shit, but it's okay because I prioritize her health and comfort over the musical I only kind of wanted to see.

Anyway, let's go meet Norshe, shall we?

First, Previous, Next

"After you."

Almost as soon as she pushes the tent flap open and steps out, her name is hissed out. She looks over and her beautiful, lovely girlfriend, Norshe, is marching toward her. Except that beautiful, lovely face doesn't exactly look happy with her.

"Uh, hi babe," Charlotte says, smiling awkwardly. Norshe's frown deepens into something of a scowl.

"Oh, don't you 'hi babe' me. We need to talk, right now," she says. Charlotte tilts her head and gives her girlfriend a confused look, but nods and allows herself to be led off to the side, leaving Ballister and Ambrosius to look after her in confusion. Once she's put them out of earshot, Norshe turns toward Charlotte and crosses her arms. "What the hell were you thinking, bringing them here? Ballister, I might be able to understand, but Ambrosius Goldenloin? The golden boy? Why would you risk bringing him here?" Charlotte holds out placating hands.

"Norshe, it's fine, I swear. They were my friends when I was at the Institute. I trust them," she says. Norshe sighs heavily.

"You shouldn't!" she hisses. "It's been six years, Charlotte! They abandoned you! They could expose our entire operation and destroy everything that we, you, built. Even if we can trust Ballister, what could've possibly possessed you to trust Goldenloin?" Charlotte purses her lips. She supposes it's time for this to come out. She's planning on proposing to this woman soon, after all.

"Do you remember the scandal that got me blackmailed out of the Institute?" she asks. Norshe's scowl lessens, turning into surprise.

"Of course. Someone found out that you're of half noble blood and leaked it to the public. What does that have to do with-" She cuts herself off, eyes widening as she understands. She glances over at Ambrosius and Ballister for a moment, then looks at Charlotte again. "No."

"I'm half Goldenloin, Norshe. I trust Ambrosius because he's my brother," she says.

So after some discussion with Norshe, Charlotte convinces her that Ballister and Ambrosius (particularly Ambrosius) are perfectly safe guests. Charlotte introduces them to Norshe and they're all very pleasant with each other

Ambrosius and Ballister spend a little bit of time in the sanctuary, and eventually are given little gifts from several of the children (including Rosie). Mostly drawings, but Rosie makes these surprisingly nice looking bracelets with some colorful string. Blue and black for Ballister, gold and white for Ambrosius. Ambrosius almost cries, while Ballister thanks the kids profusely and makes sure to get all of the artwork signed (helping the kids if they need it)

Ambrosius and Ballister hand out lots of signatures to the kids, and get the chance to interact with some of the KB members. After a little bit of time, everyone warms up to each other, and it's all very nice and civil. Ambrosius and Ballister are still amazed by this operation that Charlotte is running

There will be one more drabble in this little saga before I continue with a list, and then I believe we'll get into the movie stuff!

Lovely tagged people:

@ammonitetheseaserpent @perfectkittystranger @derellenbogen

[softsnzstuff]

What if Bob’s powers kind of went out of whack when he’s sick? We’ve seen that he can break glasses and stuff… what if he doesn’t mean to, but his illness triggers it?

Hi Anon! I fully agree with this. I headcanon that when he’s got a fever, the Void starts creeping out. I think it would be fair to also hc that certain big sneezes may accidentally set off some powers - especially while he’s still trying to figure out how to control them! Enjoy this lil Drabble and thanks for messaging🩵~KB

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Ava and Yelena were leaning against the kitchen counter behind the island. John had his shield out, both he and Alexei slightly hunched behind it.

“Is all this really n’decessary?” Bob whined from where he was lying down on the couch.

“Until you can get your powers under control… very.” Bucky snarked.

The older man had on a pair of safety glasses and was slowly inching closer to Bob with a box of tissues in one hand, a glass of juice in his metal hand.

“The shield feels like overkill.” The youngest of them mumbled as he propped himself up on an elbow, coughing into his arm.

“Sorry Bob!” Yelena called from the other room, genuinely feeling a bit bad. “Bucky’s on his way with tissues and some-”

Bob’s breath hitched violently. Bucky twisted to the side, shielding his face with his human arm.

“H’itsch! Eh’shhuu! H’AESSSH!!”

The last sneeze - bigger than the other two - sent the glass in Bucky’s hand shattering into a bunch of tiny pieces.

Alexei and John jumped behind the shield as Ava and Yelena ducked behind the island.

“…juice.” Bucky rolled his eyes and flicked the juice off his metal arm.

“I’ll get the mop…” Yelena sighed, walking towards the hall closet.

“I’m sorry guys, I didn’t m’bean to… hhh’ESSHH!”

Everybody flinched, this time all the magnets falling off of their fridge.

“Jeeeesus Christ.” Bucky looked up at the brunette.

Bob covered his nose with both his hands, hoping that would stop his powers from acting up. “Sorry.”

“It’s okay Bob, you have a cold. You can’t help it.”

“HIH!” His breath hitched once and then paused before he sighed, scrubbing at his nose. “Lost it.”

“Can’t we control him with that pickle trick or something?” John waved his hand around as he thought aloud.

“First of all, it’s cucu’ber.” Bob sniffled. “Second of all, it doesn’t work very well if I’m sick. M’by nose just … tickles.”

The blonde paused her mopping and handed the box of tissues to him. He took a few and blew his nose gently.

“Nothing a little vodka can’t cure!” Alexei chimed eagerly.

“NO … thank you.” Bob said rather timidly, remembering his past with addiction. “I’d rather not take anything.”

“Don’t worry about it. I’ll break out the humidifier later if you promise not to blow it up.” Ava teased.

“No promises.”

[eusuntgratie]

Please tell me the plot of the Marco x Elliott au? 🥺 - heybuddy-drabbles

hey hey thank you @heybuddy-drabbles <3

there... is not much plot 🫣

basically, marco transfers to crystal valley (elliott's high school in his show chambers). elliott is assigned to be his 'transition buddy' (like marnie was for sasha) which is how they meet. marco is a perceptive guy, and sees through elliott's bitchy exterior pretty quickly. we'll hopefully end with some orgasms, because these boys deserve them.

basically marco's character from kb 2&3 is plopped into elliott's world in chambers (probably without sascha which is lame bc i love her but also i am lazy and am trying to keep the story straightforward).

the central thesis of the fic is that marco sees elliott for who he really is and still wants him, and that marco is enough for elliott, that he chooses him. basically i love both characters and want to give them something they didn't really get in their respective canon.

you can find all the snippets in my i wanna be adored tag.

ask me anything: wip edition (or about anything that's fine too)

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