#the concequences of having the dogs out

[spooksicl-e]

a day off

edit: tried to make a variation with john’s hand. uh. it looks vaguely threatening which obviously wasn’t the intention but whatevs

[lazyneonrabbitt]

Bad ideas

Daryl Dixon x Perv!Reader | SMUT 🔞

During a laundry round while home alone you find some ..'used' items of Daryl's to fuck yourself with and now have to work through the concequences.

This was supposed to be a quick filth scene. If got out of hand. There's feelings now.

Ever since that group came to Alexandria you had it bad for the loner huntsman.

His rugged looks and leather clad toned frame, those strong arms and thick fingers had you waking up in cold sweats with soaked undies night after night.

Scheming in your first week to become friendly with his best friend was easy, but you wanted more.

Dreaming about his strong arms holding you down as he used you like a personal fucktoy, splitting you on his deliciously big cock was only the tip of the iceberg. You'd get hurt on runs just so you could have him wrap that red cloth around your cuts, and having him teach you how to shoot his crossbow just to get a whiff of his scent all around you had you soaking your panties and gave you fuel to get off of during the nights. You'd be willing to go as far as stealing his underwear and rub it between your folds until you came all over them, but he never wore any.

It wasn't difficult to become a part of the hunter's daily life as you faked some discomfort about your living situation and have Carol immediately offer you to move in with her.

You were so close to the archer now you were in heaven, you could peep at his tattoos and scars that adorned his gorgeous body when he showered every once in a while, stare at his pretty face and imagine what his beard felt like between your legs as he napped on the couch and later fuck yourself to sleep thinking about all the almost touches and 'accidental' brushes of the day.

With Carol gone for a few days she had asked you to do laundry. Picking up the basket with your washes you went downstairs, passing Daryl on his way out and wishing him a good hunt.

The way he wished you a good day seemed. Happy? How was the forever grumbly hunter in a good mood?

You questioned it as you stared at the way his jeans perfectly hugged his strong legs and cute butt on his way out. Too bad you were carrying that laundry basket, otherwise you'd have subtly brushed past it with your hand.

The front door closed as you stepped into his room all the way down the stairs, finally getting to see it properly without having to pass through quickly with some kind of excuse just to get to be there for a moment.

Staring around you felt overwhelmed by all of the things of his you could touch, feel and smell, the basket long ago dropped in the middle of the room.

You had never seen a more inviting pile of thrown together fabric and made sure to stuff your face into the stack you picked up and take a deep breath in it before dropping it into the basket.

The smell went straight through you, making your wall clench around nothing. In that moment you thought of the best way to spend your time in here, turning towards his bed, a mess of blankets and pillows and straddling it with one leg, rubbing yourself over the edge of the cushions. Bending down you grabbed a handful of the blankets and pulling it over your face, breathing in his scent and moaning loudly, grabbing at anything you could and stuffing a pillow against your core and humping it without any ounce of shame. You were rolled over, legs spread and his musk all around you, helping you get off. Your arm outstretched had reached out in bliss as your fingers touched something wet. It caught your attention and after inspecting it you realized you had just stumbled onto a goldmine.

The small old towel felt crusty at the touch, but the clearly fresh, milky white stain in the middle had you drooling like a dog.

You brought it up to your face and took a deep whiff of the cum stained towel, rutting your hips back into the pillow still between your legs.

One of your hands had made its way into your panties to rub at yourself as the other held the towel over the lower part of your face. It was so wet, who knew Daryl's loads were so huge?

Your tongue darted out to lick at the wet spot, your eyes rolling back at the delicious taste.

The fingers currently working at the spongy spot inside you had you seeing stars, using the now free hand to yank your pants and underwear off one leg, leaving it to dangle around the other only to hastily stuff the towel between your legs, taking the milky stained middle and rubbing it between your folds, grinding your hips against your fabric covered fingers and rubbing your clit with the others. In your mind the archer stuffed his cum back into your soaked cunt after spilling his massive load down your walls.

Your hands worked to stuff the fabric as far inside of you as possible as you crept closer and closer to the edge again, rubbing a crusty corner at your sensitive nub and clenching around the towel as you came and slumped back into the blankets.

You gave yourself a moment to catch your breath and get your legs to function again before putting your pants back on, throwing the onto the pile and moving on with the task like nothing happened.

And that's what the others believed too, for about a few weeks.

Panic set in upon putting one and one together.

One, you felt sick.

The other one? You hadn't bled in a while.

And then you puked your guts out before even having breakfast and cried yourself back to sleep.

Being in bed this late in the day was weird for you. Carol caught on quickly, especially when you didn't stare at her best friend when he wasn't looking or brushed past him when grabbing something from the fridge.

And then she found you puking out your guts before even having breakfast. Twice, three and then four times in the span of a week. Damn her morning routine..

"Sweetheart.." she walked in and locked the door behind her. "Who's is it?" Her voice was far from her usual motherly tone as she had you cornered with no chance of escape.

You flushed in the hopes the sound could give you a second to come up with an answer, but instead you watched the last bits of your mind go down the swirls along with the contents of your stomach.

Tears spilled and you dropped entirely to the floor, ugly sobbing into the bath mat. Breaths uneven as your body shook with each rugged intake or breath. Snotnosed and drooling around your cries you couldn't even get a word out.

Carol just stood, waiting for you to catch your breath. "Breathe, dear. In and out." She sat down with you when you didn't seem to get better.

You sat with your back against the tub's edge, still not making any sounds beside sniffles and hiccups. "We're not leaving until you talk. Get it over with and spill."

You looked anywhere but at her, but had to answer. So you mumbled the truth. All the way from the first lies of your house situation to the current secrets that included your disgusting actions and housemate's baby.

Carol didn't know if she should feel sorry for you or be angry with you. Clearly you were already suffering the consequences of your actions, but she surely wasn't telling you it was alright.

"You're telling him. Today. He's home so you're not waiting."

So there you all sat at the dinner table. Carol had brought a pitcher of water and cups because she knew there'd be crying involved. Again.

"Why're ya got us 'ere exactly?" Carol sat across from you, with Daryl beside her.

He was bouncing his leg under the table, not liking Carol.dragging him out of the garage for a "Household meeting" as she called it. And your still red, puffy eyes and anxious jitters weren't helping either.

"Our loving housemate has something to say, which concerns you too." They both stared at you and you could feel the tears coming again, ready to fall back into panic mode when Daryl spoke.

"C'mon I aint' got all da--"

"Imasturbatedwithyourcumragandnowimpregnant."

You peeked through your lashes to see his reaction, begging he understood and you wouldn't have to repeat the words that left the worst aftertaste ever.

"Ya did WHAT?!" The table shook as he got up, the chair behind him clattering to the ground. You hid behind your arms, not daring to look in the silence that followed. You only heard his boots on the hardwood floor and deep breaths before a deafening slam of his palms on the table that scared you deep down. "Yer out of yer fuckin' mind or somethin'?" He barked at your forearms that hid your head in shame. "First ya won't tell me ya like me but stare at me showerin' an' now yer tellin' me ya knocked yerself up cuz' ya fucked yerself with my belongings?!" His growling voice was only inches away from your ear, a deafening roar tearing through the anxious buzzing of your mind. Carol sat and watched Daryl snap at you. Did you deserve it? Probably. Was he wrong? Not at all. He needed to be angry with you and you needed to hear it.

Carol thought you crossed a line when you confessed and has to tell Daryl yourself, no matter how he'd respond.

"So what's the plan now huh?" Daryl's voice was further away now, no longer howling in anger either. "Yer jus' gonna have ma kid 'n raise it like nothin' ever happened? Ya think tha's how tha' works?" His rumbling voice had you shaking in your seat. "Ya gonna talk or what?" He snapped.

"I DON'T KNOW!" You shot up and screamed, not realizing he had gotten so close again and now had his face an inch away from yours. "I don't know.." Every single emotion you felt was visible in your eyes, the panic now stood at the forefront.

Daryl turned away with a huff. Out of words and out of energy. "I catch ya downstairs yer out of the house." were his last words before stomping down the stairs and slamming the door behind him.

Carol got up and rounded the table to pull your chair backward. "That's enough torture for today." She took you by the shoulders and lead you back up the stairs. "Time for a shower and I'll make some food."

Daryl had been sleeping like shit ever since that talk. It had been a week of being haunted by phantom touches and stares that were driving him up the wall.

Dog's tail wagging against his leg as he walked past had him jumping and cursing and then as always apologize to his companion. He kept his furred best friend close as he slept to keep the fucked up dreams away. The images of you with a child in your arms. A child Dog became so attached to he stopped listening and snapped when Daryl got to close. Dreams of you, peeping through the barely open door, your fingers having a hard time reaching around your huge belly but still manage to rub at yourself, moaning. Moans would turn into whines as you bled, dropping to your knees with hellish screams that jolted him awake.

During the day you still never dared to look at him. Still, your presence burned a hole in his skull.

He passed your room, hearing you and Carol talk as he walked to the bathroom for a quick shower. He never stopped keeping the door ajar to let the moisture out, as Carol requested. But today he found himself constantly looking past the curtain, seeing if he'd spot your peeping form like he had so often seen in the mirror without your knowledge. He planned to talk to you about it all, politely ask you to stop and find a less weird way to express your infatuation but then this all happened and he never got the chance.

He did see Carol leave your room and glance at the laundry pile, only to catch Daryl's stare and giving him a fond smile and a wave before walking away.

He spent months ignoring the strange eyes blotting the edges of his vision, the shapes in doorframes and windows. And he especially drowned out those cries that tore his apart from inside.

You slept a lot to preserve energy, and more often than not had Dog laying down at your feet. He felt wrong for staring. He did it more these days. Whenever you slept on the couch while Carol made you dinner he'd stand at the counter to chat with his friend while his gaze kept drifting to you.

On a particularly bad day, when you could not stop crying over anything and everything he snapped. With each cry echoing through the walls the figures at the edge of his vision got sharper, the eyes clearer and poking like hot irons into his skull. He cut short his cleaning session and had to calm himself before slowly entering your bedroom.

He stared again. Your shivering, sobbing figure laid on the bed, a layer of sweat covering your body that was underdressed for the cold weather.

"Hey," his voice had probably never sounded so soft. "Y'alrigh'? Need me ta get the doc?" He brushed a strand of hair out of your face and only then did you register his presence. It spooked you and you jerked away, looking at him with that same fear you had back when you confessed. The anxiety easily took away your ability to speak as it did every time, but now he'd sit and wait. He had nowhere else to be and somewhere in his heart, your pain hurt him. And it hurt him deep. Deep enough to talk while you regained the ability to.

"Ya got a weird way of sayin' ya like me." Like? Love? Are obsessed with? "But I guess there's somethin' sweet to it, in yer own crazy way." He sighed and moved forward ever so carefully, reaching out his hand to lay it flat on your belly when you didn't give a sign of protest. "An' I bet ya never meant fer this one ta happen without me bein' part of the fun, huh?"

Fun.

You looked up at him with big, sad eyes and nodded, quietly apologizing properly for the first time since he found out and screamed at you.

"Yer not a bad person." He didn't know where his words went, he heard them in passing, in comforting conversations and hoped they'd ease your head that he imagined felt the same like his. Loud and weird.

His hand still rested on your stomach, he had truly forgotten about it until your hand came to rest on his.

"Ya really wanna have this kid, huh?" You could only nod in agreement.

Your little adventure had given both you and Daryl nightmares these last months, but there was no way in hell you were giving up this baby.

"Can ya tryna tell me why ya were cryin' jus now?" Your hand clamped tighter around Daryl's pulling it further onto her belly and hold it there. "Nightmares."

A curious hum left the man as he pressed for details. Not that he wanted you force you into anything, but he needed to know he wasn't the only one being haunted.

"You get mad.. hurt me. And worse.." you mumble the last bit into your pillow, but it was clear enough to be understood.

"Baby's been kicking lately." You rub Daryl's hand in yours over your taut skin. "Wakes me up in pain, seeing you knife and arrows stabbing me."

"Ya see 'em when yer awake?" So he wasn't the only one being weird in the head for sue now. You nodded in confirmation. "Disappears after a bit when I fully wake up, but yeah." You felt calmer now that he was there and talking to you. He shared his own nightmares with you and the weird stuff in the corners of his vision too when in the middle of his sentence he stopped and you genuinely laughed at the look on his face.

"That was a kick, nothing to worry about." The giggle that left your lips had Daryl's heart melt.

Fuck.

He never had people be interested in him like this. Sure he had people care for him but this was something closer to what Carol had with Ezekiel. Or Jerry and Nabila. He really needed to visit them and talk about this whole situation. Learn how to deal with a soon to be mom and maybe get some baby items.

But he'd get to that some time next week.

"Hey, Daryl?" He looked up from your still intertwined fingers to look you in the eye. "I'm sorry for never talking to you. Maybe if I did we could eventually have had this happen in a normal way." He knew the apology was genuine. He knew you loved him in a way he didn't know how to react to and now he was thinking of how things could have gone differently like you said.

"M'gonna be stickin' around fer the kid, dontcha worry tha crazy lil' head o'yers 'bout tha'." His fingers splayed out a bit further, really showing the contrast between the rough, cut up skin of his hands and your soft stomach. "Ya need some sleep. An' I need ta get at least some work done today."

Even with his hand having left your body some time ago you still felt the phantom touch long after he had left the room.

Downstairs Daryl managed to shock Carol with only a few words. He stated he was gonna visit Kingdom, and "Make sure she eats enough."

"I'm sorry, what?" Carol had stopped dead in her tracks and whipped her entire body in her best friend's direction. "You. Are telling me to make sure she eats." The utensils in her hands long forgotten at the counter. "What's going on here? Why are you heading out and WHY are you suddenly talking about her after over half a year?"

Okay maybe those were too many questions for him in one go, she really needed to learn how to calmly do these things.

"Goin' ta see Jerry 'n his wife. Maybe pick up baby stuff we aint got here. She's havin' ma kid 'n aint doin' okay on 'er own."

Carol blinked in surprise, not sure how to respond to that. So, they were friendly now? No. No more questions until he came back. Daryl probably had enough going on if he decided on this spontaneous trip.

But she did what he asked. She cooked your favorite easy to keep down meal and went to wake you at dinnertime.

"So, Daryl requested I make sure you eat." She gave you a smug look as she took another bite. "Wanna tell me about that?" You shied away just a little, hoping if you stuffed enough food into your mouth she'd drop it, but of course she didn't. She cared for you, but also wanted you to keep her updated in return and you shouldn't deny her of that.

"Daryl came into the room, thought I was sick and needed a doctor. We talked." You didn't feel like going into detail now, knowing the two of you would end up chatting while cleaning up and later on the couch anyways.

"Thanks for cooking for me, even though Daryl asked you to."

You both cleaned up together and ended up talking more over the course of Daryl's leave, making sure Carol was all caught up on your side of it all at least and really started to get everything set up for the baby now that were more comfortable around it all. And Daryl's help was a blessing, making sure everything was ready and you were comfortable.

You still never shared a room, preferring to not force something and only cause that bad friction to build up again.

Over the last months Daryl hadn't stopped seeing things entirely yet, but the figures now didn't spike his anxiety. They had him hopefully turn to the nearest door and slump when you weren't there.

Until one night those figured did turn into you peeking past his open door, clinging to the edge of it. "Daryl.."

He saw your worried expression but still blinked a couple of times to make sure you were really there before sitting up. "Hey, ya good?"

You held back a pained whimper when your eyes locked with his. "Baby.."

He noticed your hand gripping at your stomach and jumped up. "What, like, right now?" He was at your side in a second when you nodded, wincing in pain.

"Aight, c'mon. To the infirmary witcha." He had you up in his arms, careful and making sure you were good as he whistled for dog, who was at his side in a second. "Doctor. Go!" He commanded his companion as he sprinted up the stairs. Daryl followed suit and just as he rounded the corner you could see the opened door, the cord on the handle swaying letting you know Dog was out the door by himself.

Out on the street you could hear his barks, slowly seeing him come into view at the infirmary door where the barks were answered with a knowing look and a run back inside with the door left open.

Inside there was all kinds of rummaging and a "Ah, there you are! Your friend here came to wake me up."

Through the pains you felt your heart warm, knowing Daryl had even trained Dog to go fetch medical help for you.

He helped you onto the bed and stayed at your side throughout the whole process, no matter how much you cried and cursed at him. He'd never even made a comment about not even being involved in any of it, that was talk for later.

He held your hand and guessed every right word you might need to hear all the way up to when his words were interrupted with the cry of a child.

Your child.

..his child.

Youse child?

He told himself no for now. Again talk for later.

It was getting close to the next evening when you were allowed to go home with your son. Daryl insisted to carry you home again, not wanting you to walk after experiencing up close what you had to go through.

It was a view that evening. Daryl convinced you to be carried home, having the baby in a carrier hooked on his arm and carrying you bridal style with Dog at his side holding a bag of supplies in his mouth as he trotted up front and opened the door for his humans.

The first moment you weren't sleeping Daryl had to talk to you. "What'r we tellin' folk?" His eyes were on the boy in your arms, and back up to you when you smiled at the question.

"You still got that moonshine stash?"

What? "How didya- nah, don' answer tha. But yeah I do, why?" He didn't need to hear about your old actions anymore.

"You're lucky I thought of a little lie. Say we got drunk. We talked about heavy shit, things lead to this." You wiggled your arms, putting emphasis on your son. "We're only now past the embarrassment of it all?"

You were right about that last part. You'd never be embarrassed about having Daryl's child. And Daryl was okay with the lie. It could work, no one knew enough about him to debunk that theory.

"Yeah. S'good with me. Now wha's the lil' one's name gon' be?"

You had tried to come up with names for a while. Both boy and girl names but none stuck. The only one that came back was Alex, since it worked for both. So that's the one you spoke out loud.

"Lil' Alex. Sounds good."

He spent a lot of time at home, deciding to move into Carol's room whenever she wasn't around, which was more and more often before she permanently moved not long after Alex was born.

Daryl slept with his door open so he could hear when he cried, so he could be there and you could rest.

Daryl wasn't one for intimacy and relationships, but he warmed up his new family way faster than you ever expected.

"Hey, you up?" His voice roused you from your almost sleep and you beckoned him over, scooting to make space for him to sit.

"I.. would ya mind.. Can I crash here tonight?"

With a hard to hide smile you scooted over further, moving the blanket aside and giving him time to settle in at his own pace.

That night it took both of you a while to fall asleep, but he stuck around.

Not just for the kid, but for you too.

~~☆☆☆~~

A/N: wow, a human Daryl fic from Rabbitt? In this day and age? Damn.

[bibibbon]

UA teachers suck and UA sucks as a school

UA literally just sucks. Honestly this school has failed so many people especially izuku in particular.

Maybe it wouldn't of actually earned this title if we got more academia arcs but from the canon stuff we have so far it sucks!

No bullying policy?

So you see a student outright bullying another student and you decide to do nothing?!?!?! The student then doesn't even get any concequences for his actions?!!!!?!?!

Exposing students to the whole world after a villain attack?

So right after usj you have the sports festival and you don't even decide to delay it because UA's security measures have to look like their on top and apparently that's the logic behind it. Also, reminder that the UA sports festival is MORE POPULAR THAN THE OLYMPICS. So watching 15-18 year olds use their quirks to harm eachother is alright???! Like aren't you basically using minors for other people's entertainment?!?!

I mean realistically speaking you could of tried to delay the festival or just make the first years not do it that year. Just have them do tournaments with only heros present so you actually protect students safety and don't have people and villains watching/witnessing their weakness

Lying to the public about students being psychologically fine?

We never saw the phycological evaluation that the students did after the training camp incident and saying all students were psychologically fine was such A big lie considering you had a GROUP of students go and try and rescue another student because they couldn't trust the teachers enough to handle the situation which idk about you but that says A LOT.

Chaining up bakugo?

Look I hate bakugo I really really do but muzzling a whole student and making him a whole public disgrace has to be illegal? ...Right. like if bakugo wasn't going to cooperate then just disqualify him and make todoroki the winner and save yourself from attracting villains to kidnapping the kid.

Acknowledging that your entrance exams are badly done but then not changing them?

Seriously, we get aizawa talking and talking about how useless and illogical the entrance exams are but then nedzu does nothing... ABSOLUTELY NOTHING ABOUT IT. aizawa had a point about the exams favouring people with offensive quirks but can he really talk about that when all he does to teach his class is just play sick and twisted logical ruses on them? Also shouldn't the exams focus on different aspects of heroism instead of defeating villains?

Aizawa and his teachings being accepted?

I don't know about you but aizawa being a teacher is wild to me. Like this is the guy who actively does NOTHING to help his students but trains a student that's not even in his OWN CLASS!! He then goes on to not even read his students files which contain some very important information that could explain some or majority of his students behaviours that he isn't bothered to understand!!!! Also the amount of expulsions he has even if they are on paper they are literally a death sentence to students as it permanently destroys their records and ruins their chances in finding any normal job let alone becoming heros. He also only points out the problems with his students and then does nothing to help LITERALLY NOTHING!!

Is therapy a thing in UA?

No like this is actually a serious question because if you're telling me that hound dog is a therapist then I might as well leave because how is he a therapist when he offers nothing and is cannonically seen as threatening by all the students?!?!? Also were 1A or 1B even offered therapy after what they went through?!?! Like some of 1A literally showed some clear trauma responses and UA does nothing about it. Oh and this isn't even mentioning what hound dog done to izuku ( izuku is a gag and so is his pain) oh and what about mirio did he get any support after nighteyes death

Midnight in the anime?

We all have our own problems with midnight but her in the anime is totally different then the midnight in the manga. In the anime she continually flirts with students and you get it she does stuff she isn't supposed to. In the manga its a bit different but there are some scenes like the final exam arc where it's a bit weird

[farewelln3verland]

Could you do 12 and 32 with Yeosang please?

BABY, LET ME MAKE YOU FEEL GOOD

pairing: boyfriend!softie! yeosang x gn reader

warnings: mah guy is bottom material in this one, suggestive, whiney yeo but he just wants to help, mentions of food

author's note: im sorry if this isnt what you imagined, but i had fun writing this! enjoy!

song rec for fic: spider by hoshi of svt

"baby...here's some food," yeosang said, placing down a piping hot plate of your favorite dish.

it'd been at least three hours since you'd gotten up last, needing to submit this assignment before you went to bed. with work, personal things, and taking care of your sick dog, you'd barely had time to work on school, and you had untill midnight to get this done.

"i can't, yeo." you mutter barely looking up to see what it was. you wanted the food but there just wasn't time! you had to get this done. then maybe you could eat it later.

in the background, yeosang was watching you with much concern. yes, school is a priority, but you needed to eat something. besides, one bad grade couldn't hurt, right?

suddenly, he had an idea. you could never resist him if he begged- so maybe...tiring you out was a good idea. then you'd have to take a break and eat.

going down onto his knees, he reached in between your legs, and you felt an electric shock run through your body.

"yeosang!" you exclaim in suprise, trying to close your legs, even as he plunges two fingers past your underwear and into you.

trying to swat him away wouldn't work, you knew. for his prince like appearance, he was actually way stronger than you.

"no! i want to make you feel good!" he whines as you try- and fail- to shove the boy away.

you knew what he was doing- but...well, if this is what he wanted, he knew the concequences of disturbing you.

“Let’s see what you can do, doll.” you mutter, you're not sure if it's to him or to yourself, and push him backward onto the ground.

"let the games begin!" you say with an evil smirk, even as he looks on with a triumphant smile.

[silvermahogany]

Wish i could book a little appointment to just get spayed like my dog istg. How come she gets to have hers out all easy no concequences but i cant smhhh lucky fucker

[appreciate-your-bones]

so i was doin a little think and i realized why i love stardew valley so much

your actions have concequences

this sounds weird but here me out. dialogue options can make you become better friends with people. sometimes the right or wrong option can have a huge affect on your friendship and it seems wonky until you realize that the characters are people. they aren't perfect. they overreact. like penny literally hates you if you tell her you don't like her cooking and like girl same.

but also!! completing things (such as the community center) takes time and effort. and when you finish it there's cutscenes and long term in-game consequences (like jojamart closing down) and it ??feels?? real??

this game is so tightly written that even though they are pixels, every character feels real and feels like a real person that could be living in a tiny town. the cutscenes and dialogue build on each other and create a world that feels fleshed out and lived in.

it doesn't matter that there's a wizard guy in a tower who may or may not be having a consensual workplace relationship with the store owners' wife and can trans your gender in his basement. the fantastical elements of the story don't take away from the immersion into the game because every single character is so well written that it feels real no matter what wacky stuff is actually going on in the story. abigail eats rocks. there's a bear that if you feed it enough shit it'll actually feed alex's dog for once in it's miserable life. (that poor dog btw) everyone is bisexual. half the town peaked in high school and the other half will probably never peak

this is an incoherent rant but i don't care play stardew valley

[emmym1]

My thoughts on... Avengers Academy 2010 (#29-33) "Avengers vs X-men"

So it's time for the Avengers vs the X-men! A really interesting event with big concequences for the academy. It was super interesting to see everything play out! It was really intriguing to see how the mutants reacted to being put together with the academy members without having much choice really. A big thing I love about this series is that it explores different sets of morals and ideas, all who are fair to believe in and makes sense. And this arc is no different in that regard. It was really interesting to see everyone struggle with where they stand in this conflict and what position they want to take in it. X-23's arc in regards to that was especially interesting. She is a person who has gone through a lot and has been through some pretty dark things. Constantly being forced to be a weapon and having no thoughts on her own. And now when she gets to think for herself you really see her struggle with that as it isn't something she's used to doing. The exploration of this and how she ultimately starts to fight for what she thinks is right was really awesome to see. She's been a character that intrigued me ever since I came across her in Spider-Gwen 2015 Annual #1. So it's been really cool to learn more about her and her past. It's definetly a character I want to learn and read more about in the future. She's super interesting and her story seems like it must be a very enthralling read!

It was also interesting to see the mutants mix with the students of the academy, while also learning that they might be more similar in certain aspects than they think. The dynamic between Mettle and Loa in particular was really really good. It was so cool seeing them bond over their shared passion of surfing and how Loa helped him surf again after not being able to due to his powers. A super sweet moment! I really hope to see more of Loa in the future, she isn't really a big character but she was a very good addition to this story and I would love to see her hang out with the academy more. She fits in with them really well and overall is just a really cool character I want to learn more about. Another really good dynamic was the one between Finesse and X-23, they both don't really have a good understanding of people and emotions and in some aspects I feel there are similarities in their past. It was really nice seeing them bond over their shared lack of understanding people and how finesse helped X-23 fight for what she really thinks about everything. This arc was also a really great way for me to learn more about the X-Men and mutants in general. They're a part of the marvel comics I haven't really touched but something I really want to get into at some point. This arc really made me want to learn more about all the different mutants in the story. They all seem very interesting in their own unique ways and seem to have such rich history. It's super cool! The story with Juston and his sentinel was also really interesting. X-23 gets some super good character development in that. As she starts to see why Juston is so attached to a seemingly mindless robot after comparing what happened to her dog. It was super nice to see the academy stand up for Juston and try their best to protect his friendly sentinel from a seemingly unstoppable force. I will say the overarching story of this arc does tread a lot of the same ground the previous arcs did. With the whole teachers realizing that they have to let the students decide for themselves where they want to be and what they want to do. So in that aspect it did feel like a bit of a repeat. But it was still an awesome arc nonetheless. Seeing the academy close due to the conflict between the avengers and x-men was really sad, it also felt oddly rushed. I think that entire thing could've been handled a lot better as it felt really abrupt and out of nowhere. Regardless, I'm really excited to see where the story heads next with the academy and its students being dissambled. It's the final arc of this run so i'm super excited to read it but also not ready for it to end!

[papermonkeyism]

Okay, one more mythical character from the mythology of the Singing People. Name still pending, so let's just call the dude Dogface for now.

Originally an exceptionally handsome but vain man. He was strikingly good looking and had the most brilliant singing voice the world had ever heard, but he was also horribly self absorbed and arrogant, and had a habit of using other people for his own gain, never paying for their favors, or just getting them in trouble, himself always escaping any retribution for his misdeeds and rudeness by being just so dang handsome. His charm was as effective as his ego was big.

Untill one day he got too carried away with a giant's wife, and for once failed to wiggle himself out of trouble, and the angered giant bit his head off. All the people and beings Dogface had abused cheered, and nobody missed him! Except for one.

Dogface's poor mother found out about what had happened and was So Sad about the fate of his poor son, she wept for months, neglecting the family's cows and the local spirits and failing to bring the herd to nesting site, untill the family's loyal dog, feeling sorry for the woman, offered his own head for the son before the family lost its last cow to neglect.

Now back to life, Dogface was left facing the concequences of his actions, but without his former good looks, amazingly beautiful voice or the beloved dog. Dogface is now a humble character, and hopefully way more wise.

(a.k.a. everything is raptors, wonder if it's possible to stick the head of one onto another and still have it look like it's frankensteined and not just a single being, oh why does there have to be so many raptors!)

[osakaso5]

Everyday Splendor in Olympus Town: Season 1

Episode 3: Artemis

Episode Index

Theseus: Oh? Hey, Artemis. Didn't expect to see you here.

Theseus: Isn't your house in the other direction?

Artemis: Right back at you, Theseus. I thought you chased after Athena as soon as the bell rang.

Theseus: Someone came to pick him up from school today. I could only follow him up to the gates.

Theseus: I need to train more, so I'll be able to keep up with a car...

Artemis: ...Good luck with that. I'm worried you just might succeed.

Theseus: So, what's up with you?

Artemis: I'm going to the shop. 

Artemis: Hermes needs a talking to, after what happened with Apollon.

Theseus: I should've known... You don't waste time when it comes to anything related to Apollon.

Artemis: I've been letting him get off easy so far.

Artemis: No matter what junk he peddled, I could ignore it as long as it made Apollon happy.

Artemis: This time, he actually looked disappointed.

Theseus: Really? He  didn't seem any different to me.

Artemis: You weren't looking hard enough, clearly. His eyebrows were a whole two millimeters lower than usual.

Theseus: Two millimeters..!?

Artemis: Hermes will rue the day he made my dear brother sad.

Theseus: I'll come with you, then. Apollon's my dear friend, too.

Theseus: Not to mention I don't want you to do anything rash.

Artemis: Don't worry about me.

Hermes: Well if isn't Thessy and Arty! You boys on your way home from school?

Artemis: ...Speak of the devil.

Theseus: Hermes, you gave Apollon some piece of junk again.

Hermes: What? Junk, you say..?

Artemis: Quit playing dumb. We know about the robot dog.

Hermes: Ah, you mean the Faithful Nanapup?

Artemis & Theseus: Yes!

Artemis: Explain yourself, or face concequences.

Hermes: Calm down, both of you..!

Hermes: It's a perfectly fine contraption! Didn't Appy look happy to have it, too?

Artemis: Until he tried to demonstrate it to us, he did.

Theseus: Latest AI technology, my foot. It didn't even move!

Hermes: Maybe that was because you two didn't have enough affection?

Hermes: If you call out to the Nanapup gently, like I did, it's sure to respond.

Artemis: Ugh... No signs of remorse. Let's just hand this guy to the authorities.

Theseus: It'll be a lot faster if I call up Heracles.

Hermes: Hold on, now! There's no need to get the law involved, is there?

Hermes: Certainly not that stick-in-the-mud Heracles!

Hermes: Oh, I know! Hey, Thessy. I've got something you might like...

Theseus: T-t-t-this is..!!! A photo of Master Athena having lunch!

Hermes: I got it from a certain associate of mine, and thought you might like it.

Theseus: ...I-I guess you're off the hook this time. Just make sure it doesn't happen again.

Artemis: You can't seriously be this easy to bribe.

Hermes: Now now, Arty. If there's anything you'd like, I'll gladly let you have it.

Artemis: ........

Hermes: What'll it be? You're in high school, so bubble tea maybe? How about donuts? Uncle Hermy will get you anything you'd like~!

[Creak...]

Artemis: It looks like you're not worth talking to.

Hermes: W-whoa! Hold on!

Hermes: Surely, you wouldn't shoot me with your bow? Would you..?

Artemis: When there's prey in front of me, I have to take it out.

Hermes: Do you have to say it so matter-of-factly!?

Artemis: ........

Hermes: ...A-are you really gonna shoot!?

Hermes: Help me, Thessy..! Arty's got a murderous glint in his eye~!

Theseus: C-calm down, Artemis..!

Artemis: Are you taking his side, Theseus?

Artemis: One more target for me, I guess.

Theseus: ......!!!

Theseus: This is bad..! He completely sees us as his prey now! He's gonna shoot..!

Hermes: It's your fault for being so easy to bribe, Thessy!

Theseus: You're the one who started this! Fix your mistake!

Artemis: What are you two whispering about?

Artemis: You don't really think you'll be let off the hook for deceiving my dear brother that easily, do you?

Hermes: L-look, Arty, I'm sorry.

Artemis: "Arty"?

[Creeeak...]

Hermes: I'm sorry, Artemis.

Hermes: No, Lord Artemis!!! Please accept my humble apologies! It won't happen again..!

Hermes: I'll apologize to Apollon, too!

Artemis: ........ Can I really trust you?

Hermes: B-but of course! I, Hermes, swear in the name of the gods themselves..!

Artemis: ...I won't let you off next time.

Hermes: Y-yes, sir..! N-now if you'll excuse me!

Theseus: ...Phew... I thought you were actually gonna shoot. Good thing I came with you.

Artemis: I wouldn't waste my arrows on a guy like him.

Artemis: I just hope Hermes has finally learned his lesson.

Artemis: I can't believe you were all enamored with some photo. You'll never be like Athena if  you  act that way.

Theseus: Ugh... Yeah, you've got a point there. I'll be careful next time.

[anonymouslyangsty]

Considering that Toranosuke is one of the reasons werewolf reputation has gone downhill, I bet the Ishimarus' aren't too popular with their own community.

Honestly? I think they’re more popular in their town than anywere else, at least with a seclect few people. Though that isn’t saying much. 

It’s all based on what exactly Toranosuke did. I’m not sure on the details, but it definetly involves his werewolf form. Maybe he like mauled a political opponet or something similar? So yeah, he’d be just as corrupt in this au, but the news that he mauled a dude gets way more coverage than his tax returns or whatever.

And Toranosuke’s method for getting out of trouble is to play the victim, to claim that he has no control over his actions as a werewolf whatsoever. That’s total bull, but only werewolves would know that. For the larger part of the population, that perfectly aligns with their assumptions reguarding werewolves.

So this lie that Toranosuke is a totally innocent man who just has a terrible curse, spreads pretty rapidly. Toranosuke gets forced out of politics and falls into dept like usual, but he just barely manages to avoid prison time through some lying and bribes.  

His actions have concequences however. Now this idea that werewolves are wild animals just waiting to attack is spreading like wildfire. People don’t trust werewolves anymore and are constantly on guard with them.

At least in their hometown, the Ishimarus had pity from some family friends. Those who���d interacted with them knew that Takaaki was a respectible young man with a kind son. They pitied that the family had such a curse in their blood, that they were so dangerous. 

That pity is shallow and pointless however, more harm than good. They still didn’t let Taka play with their kids anymore, nor did they say anything with Takaaki was demoted for being a “potential treat to the community”. And those few people with pity did nothing when the community at large turned against the Ishimarus, claiming that having a family of monsters around wasn’t safe. 

Takaaki’s wife just couldn’t take the pressure. The insults in the store, the glares, the passive agressive comments. Her father accused her of marrying a dog. She eventually just had to leave. And she could leave, because if she stripped herself of the Ishimaru name, there was nothing to connect her to werewolves. She just becomes a normal human woman again. 

It definetly wasn’t easy for Takaaki. Suddenly all his friends treat him with superficial pity and fear, avoiding him as much as possible. He’s a single father and drowning in dept, but it’s terribly hard to find a school or even a daycare that’ll take a young werewolf. 

And Takaaki has to be so careful with how he acts. Because a raised voice or a sharp tone could be seen as aggresive, and he doesn’t want to be the officer that gets the cops called on him. It’s already happened several times. For being to loud on the phone, for ‘’loitering’’ (waiting for a taxi because he can’t afford a car anymore), for being ‘suspicious looking”. 

Takaaki knows just how careful he has to be, and so he tries to give Taka a similar level of caution from a young age. Because he’s terrified for Kiyotaka. Even as a little boy, he’s so expressive and loud, like he feels every emotion twice as strongly as others do. And Takaaki’s afraid that someone will look at that childish passion and not see a child, but see a dangerous animal that’s going to hurt someone. 

So Taka learns to never hit back, even when the kids are bullying him. To always be polite, even when others are rude. To be on his best behaivor no matter what. 

And whenever it’s a full moon, whenever Takaaki sees his boy’s hair turn white, he always reminds his son to be careful. He keeps him inside for the entire day.

And yes, Takaaki isn’t happy that his son’s afraid of his own nature. He isn’t happy that he’s the reason his son feels that way. But Taka alive, and that’s all that matters. 

[autumn-foxfire]

The thing i noticed when i look at dabihawks fanart n read through your expiriences with the meta part of the fandom is that a lot of people seem to lean on dabi side of the dabihawks conflict. Like its hawks who has to make changes to earn dabi. Its hawks whos turned it a villain, its hawks who forgives or even thanks dabi for what he did. Actually i dont think ive ever seen art ro read a fic (but to be fair im extremly selective in fic reading) where dabi is the one to apologise and try to earn hawks

N i think this sorta makes sense because for a lot of dabihawks shippers, dabi is probably their favorite out of the two. That also makes sense cuz hes been around longer n has appealing design so it makes sense that people would try and fit hawks around dabis narrative instead of vice versa. They find dabi more likable n more interesting so its his side they want to explore.

I feel that this is completely different for me because hawks is my no 1 best boy. Like before hawks bnha was the kind of show where i would say 'oh i like the characters but none of them are mine fav' like id say shouto, shinsou or jirou were my favs mostly based on aesthetics or recognizing pieces i usually like in characters in them, but those pieces never being strong enough for me to say this is my fav bnha character like id say izaya is my favorite durarara character or ranpo is my favorite bungo stray dogs character. And then bam. Bird Time. Like when i first saw hawks i think the most i thought was 'damn thats a cool design' but as we got more of him he very quickly became the character i loved most and wanted to see more off.

Dabi on the other hand i was never really interested in. Like he was cool n all but overall i didnt really care for him until the touya theory dropped and until dabihawks. For me hes perfectly fine, i dont dislike him or anything but i like him most when hes involved with other characters i like, like Todorokis n Hawks. Like even now after a good while on Dabihawks juice id still stay hes not my fav villain. That would probably be Toga, Geten (as little as we get of him) and honestly mr compress just for being an evil magician i need more mr compress

So the fact that hawks is my fav means that unlike ppl whos fav is dabi i focus more on how can dabi earn hawks. How can dabi get better, would he ask for help, would he quit villainy, would he apologize. And most importantly would hawks accept him back.

Makes me feel like amongst dabihawks shippers theres simply two different streams that would probably get annoyed by each others content n feel like the other is spoiling their fav character.

Like i sure as fuck get annoyed when artists i follow for dabihawks start talking about how hawks should have been a villain n how hawks is actually an evil murderer while the league has a point n is poiting out that the heroes will save only those who dont fight back. No really thats a take i heard, lets just forget muscular, mustard, moonfish, gentle, the yakuza and ALL FOR FUCKING ONE who were all arrested perfectly fine without fighting back. But of course these people dont mean saved as in arrested, forced to rexamin their own behavior and work to be better people, they mean saved as in i want my favs to be coddled and patted on the back and instantly forgiven and even told they were right all along and they are the most special a good. Geeze

I fuckin went off subject so hard this is less of an ask n more of a rant now. The only good thing about seeing all those bad takes is that every time i see one my motivation to write a dabihawks story where dabi faces concequences, and they actually have to hash the whole villain hero ideologies thing out, grows stronger

...I’m sorry, I wanted to answer this sooner but wanted to get the smaller asks out of the way first T-T

But yes! That’s been my experience when it comes to Dabihawks as well. Not many people focus on Hawks side of the conflict and instead tend to make him the agressor in the relationship when they want conflict (it always tends to be Hawks who upsets Dabi for example, or Hawks will say something insensitive towards Dabi or do something that upsets Dabi). Not many people treat them as a pair, they just tend to focus on the Dabi angst more then the Hawks angst or angst experienced by the both of them (I like to call that the Dabias and many people suffer from it in the Dabihawks shipping fandom I’ve found).

I like reading stories like this too, from time to time, but I’m just tired of all the stories or comics or fan art being Hawks the bad person in the relationship with him having to apologise and make it up to Dabi. Especially when in canon it’s Dabi that has treated Hawks pretty terribly (he almost got him killed by lying to him about when he was going to release High End and he almost killed him during the raid, meanwhile Hawks hasn’t anything as horrible towards Dabi except hold him at knife point but that was more for his own protection then to threaten Dabi).

I feel like I’m just bitching because people don’t wrote fanfiction to my specifications but you’d be grumpy too if your favourite character always gets the short end of the stick in work that is supposed to be about the pair of them being a couple.

Also don’t get me started on the stories that make Hawks “see the light” and join Dabi’s side after he maimed him, some even going far as to have him thank Dabi for what he did. It just reeks of the Dabias and I absolutely hate. Let Hawks experience trauma you cowards, especially trauma that we know was caused by the hands of dear old Dabi.

I wish more work would try to reform Dabi as a person instead of having Hawks become a villain (especially because works that usually have Hawks become a villain tend to ignore the horrifying plans the League want to commit or acknowledged them but fool themselves into thinking Hawks would actually be down for all the BS). I think it’s more interesting to see a bad person try to change, it’s why I’ve enjoyed Endeavor’s character arc despite not liking him as a character. Like sure, I don’t mind bastardization arcs too but they have to be done with character I can see it happening too and Hawks isn’t that type of person.

(In fact it’s such an interesting source of conflict that Dabi and Hawks are very resolved people. They’re not likely to change their ways for anything but I don’t really see people explore that even though it’s the perfect source for angst).

I’m so tired of villain stans who wanted Hawks to become evil (and then wanted him to validate their murder favs). I want more stories where Hawks puts his foot down and Dabi realises he wants to be a better person for him (it’s in those stories I could actually see him bonding with his family again too because right now Dabi is a man with no qualms with breaking his family apart for his revenge).

I just wished more people would let Dabi face the consequences of his actions too. Like if you’re going to make Hawks suffer for what he did (even though I roll my eyes at the thought) then Dabi who has done much worse should be suffering ten times over.

Make it make sense.

[lazyneonrabbitt]

Here you will find the full list of my works for Daryl Dixon and other characters portrayed by Norman Reedus. [Main masterlist]

Requests are OPEN

⬇️ Masterlist under the cut! ⬇️ [My Ao3]

★ indicates smut, 18+ content.

Series

Paintings & Picture frames [Pt.1] [Pt.2] [Pt.3] [Pt.4] [Pt.5] [Pt.6] [Pt.7]

No apocalypse AU. Daryl and reader are studying at the same college and are assigned orientation project parters. [ONGOING, HIATUS]

Wings [Pt.1] [Pt.2] [Pt.3] [Pt.4] [Pt.5] [Pt.6]

Judith plays matchmaker by stealing your jacket and making it match Daryl’s

Oneshots

Records of forgotten times

Digging through old music brings back sad memories, but also happy talks of the future.

Sinful ★

Father Daryl enjoys some private moments with the not-really nun.

Ruppel

You're chilling on the couch watching your favorite show. Daryl joins you because he wants to learn about your interests.

Shielded (Fantasy AU)

Everyone openly shows and uses their powers, except for Daryl. Until you get hurt.

Bad ideas ★

During a laundry round while home alone you find some ..'used' items of Daryl's to fuck yourself with and now have to work through the concequences.

Girlfriend

Daryl is in a sucky relationship but doesn't see it at first. Reader helps him see and later shows him how a good partnership works.

Hunters Ink

One tattoo leads to many more when you fall head over heels with the artist.

Creep (modern AU)

Finding an apartment in this new town was easy, but now you needed a job.

Daisy chains

Daryl gets separated after the prison attack. He comes across a home for him and his kid to hole up in. Your home.

Beef

Requested : "Could you do a Daryl x reader where at first he doesn’t like her, and she tries to get to know why hes so mean to her? Maybe he yells at her and then some comfort after?"

Rough times

Requested: Hi! Would you be willing to maybe do a one shot with Daryl x reader in a pre established relationship but the reader is pregnant with a child that doesn't belong to him and she isn't proud of? (non-con if you're comfortable with that) Some angst about the reader being worried he won't love her once he finds out 👀

The fun has just begun

Two men snatch you away for some fun. Before they even get anywhere you and Daryl have turned the tables and have some fun of your own. CW: Torture

Forest Guardian

You plan a week long vacation to a luxury cabin. Luxury is nowhere near what you find.

Not your usual undead (Vampire AU)

Which undead do you choose? The ones outside, or the one in front of you?

Drabbles

Period cramp relief

Photographer Daryl

Different kinds of sex w/ Daryl

You needed Daryl for something

"Hey buddy, what are you doing here?"

"Carol gave me some cookies to share!"

Rick and Daryl go out on a run

Old man Daryl

Showing Daryl how beautiful he is ★

Worshipping Daryl's worn body

🐺Were!Daryl 🦊Were!Reader

🐺Series🐺

Shared interests [Pt.1] [Pt.2] [Pt.3] [Pt.4] ★

Grimes!reader. Your father shares information about the man he considers his brother in support of your interests. Those interests take a different turn than he expected..

🐺Multichapters🐺

🐺Monsters among us [Pt.1] [Pt.2]

Your water breaks in the middle of nowhere but you find the prison in time for them to help you. There you meet the man of your nightmares. CW: childbirth

🐺🦊Feral for you [Pt.1] [Pt.2★]

Request. Daryl develops a crush on a soft and sweet lady, afraid to ask you out and ruin your sweetness, only to learn later on your have a feral side as well,

🐺Oneshots🐺

🐺 His girls (xOFCs)

Alexandria's new residents find a dog. And his very handsome owner.

🐺Full moon meetings

You get stuck in the woods, surrounded by walkers and are saved by ..something.

🐺Night shifts

During a night shift with Rick he sends you to investigate movement in the woods, knowing it would end with two of his group members coming home together.

🐺Dog person ★

You’re Dog’s new favorite human and Daryl gets jealous. Lucky for him you’re also good with his dog-side.

🐺Creature Feature ★

After overhearing your spilled dirty little secret of old world fantasies, Daryl suddenly feels like he does have a chance to get you into bed with him.

🐺Unexpected

This can be read as a continuation of Dog Person. Reader is pregnant with Daryl’s pups and has to hide it from the community until they can leave for Daryl’s cabin. CW: childbirth

🐺Roses for the ones left behind

Daryl gets taken and leaves a pregnant reader, not knowing her child and partner aren’t human. CW: childbirth

🐺New comforts ★ alt. ending ★

No one needed to know that sex between the two of you was for human Daryl only. Alt.: Rick now knows.

🐺Witch hunt

Thanks to an emotional slip-up you almost risk your home in Alexandria.

🐺Arrows & Rags

You help a wounded creature who leads you back to its den, where you find the one person you thought you had lost in the walker attack.

🐺Why didn't you tell me?

You follow Daryl into the woods on the one night he asked you to stay away.

🐺🦊The softer the skin, the sharper the teeth

Request. WereDaryl and Glen find a she wolf (in human form) out and talk to her about coming to the prison. She and Daryl are mates

🐺 Shame

Your most private moments are shared with the intent to drive you away. And it amost worked.

🐺 Not a monster

Request. Beauty and the Beast inspired fic. Set during Alexandria times.

🐺 Domesticated

Request. Cuddling in bed, like mundane little moments in their relationship

🐺 Bath time

Daryl's distaste for showers rubbed off on his children.

🐺 Forbidden ★

Strickt parents and werewolves don't mix, so you run.

🐺🦊 Found

Daryl finds a young girl and takes her home. He adopts her and learns she's a wolf too.

🐺 Savior ★

You show a little too much interest in Negan's new prisoner so he uses you as a test subject. CW: Non-con, forced impreg

🐺King of the cage

In the apocalypse, entertainment is hard to come by. Until you hear of underground groups fighting with anything nonhuman.. CW: Descriptive violence and murder.

🐺King and his Queen ★

[KING series pt.2] After Daryl's match he gets treated like royalty by his loving partner.

🐺Instincts

Daryl finds a woman with her newborn pup, taking them into the group. Slowly their bond grows stronger.

🐺Rules of Nature

Daryl gets hurt on a simple hunting trip and reader patches him up.

🐺Get rid of it

You and Daryl never fought, until you did. Daryl relives old traumas while you stay at Hilltop.

🐺Drabbles🐺

🦊 Daryl was out on a hunt > Daryl liked being around her > Daryl has never been so proud

🐺 Daryl hated full moon these days.

🐺 You, Carol and Daryl go out on a run.

🐺 "Man, 's colder than a witch's tit."

🐺 You and Daryl had a great life.

🐺 Daryl came home early today.

🐺 Daryl saves you

🐺 You were all sitting around the bonfire

🐺 Daryl came home from a run. (xOFCs)

The adventures of Daryl the werewolf and his witch girlfriend.

Inked Sigils. ★

Fate brought you together. Spells finally brought you family

Bored ★

You tagged along with your boyfriend who ‘just needed a minute’, but you were so bored..

Momma's boy ★

You find your boyfriend all alone and desperate in your apartment, so you help him out. Again.

Warm & fuzzy

You just love him. It doesn’t matter what the others think

Much fun indeed ★

A summary of what being with the biker has thought you over time.

Coming soon??

Double Stuffed ★ Daryl/Scud/reader

It's your birthday so you get to have twice the fun!

[lazy-crow-writingblog]

Peter Parker: Crashing Your Field Trip-Chapter 1: Peter's Unfortunate "Accident"

He'd fucked up, royally, Peter knew that much. He didn't even mean to trip Flash, it was an accident. It just so "happen" that he didn't see Flash coming this way and it just so "happen" that his foot was out. And it just so happen that Flash's mother was there to witness it. When Flash went crashing to the concrete Peter immediately knew it was him and apologized. Some Students laughed, some didn't and just stared, most didn't care. Flash however did care and so did his mother, and his bleeding nose did too. She came up and pushed Peter away from trying to help her son up and just started tearing into the teen. He didn't catch all of what she said, which is weird considering his enhanced hearing made her loud yelling even louder and way worse in his own ears. The next thing he knows he's being dragged to the principle office, his aunt is being called(she didn't answer, probably to busy) and he's no longer allowed to go on week long overnight trip even though it was an "accident", but apparently that doesn't matter. It's "The proper punishment for making another student bleed" Mrs. Thompson's words and the principle agreed. The pros of being rich. The look Flash and his mother had in their faces as they left the office just were mixed with smugness and victory.

Mrs. Thompson stopped Peter at the front door of the building and said, in oh-so smug confidence "Sweetie, I know it was an accident but even accidents have concequences. You know that."

"Yeah." Peter mumbled. He made his way out the doors but not before she added this little gem.

"A poor person should stay in a poor persons place." Peter didn't need to hear anymore.

He quickly put on his headphones turned on a song on his phone so he didn't hear anything else she had to say and started his journey to Tony's tower. He walked, wasn't in the mood to swing his way around the city, and tried not to think about what the lady said. Stay in a "poor persons" place, he wasn't that poor. May was able to go on a cruise this week. Yeah she won it by sheer luck and yeah she had issues with being for only one person and she didn't want to leave Peter all by himself, but Tony said he would watch him while she took her much need vacation and Stephen assured that he'd be there to rein in their shenanigans if they got to far. Peter was what sold her on the idea to go. He knows it's not easy to raise a kid on your own, especially on a waitress's salary, and for that one kid to be doing dangerous hero work must be stressful. He wanted her to go and take it easy for once, but what really sold her was the puppy dog eye pleading Peter liked to use. She agreed and Peter went to stay with Tony and Stephen for the week she would be gone. It was nice and it had only been 3 days since she left and now this happens. The more Peter started to think about it the angrier he got. By the time he got to Tony's he'd calmed down a little. Enough to where as Stephen and Tony shouldn't notice. When he walked through the doors he could see Stephen standing next to Tony and Tony talking on the phone with someone and, from what little he heard, the person on the other end was getting chewed into. He attempted to walk pass them without being noticed or at least loud but they noticed him. Stephen mumbled something to Tony and the billionaire took the call in the other room while Stephen faced Peter. He looked annoyed but soften his expression when looking at Peter.

"Hey Doctor Strange." Peter said in his squeaky voice.

"Hey Pete, could you come here for a minute? I wanna talk with you." He asked gesturing towards the couch.

Peter nodded and they both made their way to the black couch and sat down on opposite ends. Peter's visited enough times to know that that means that Tony's gonna be here soon. That made Peter nervous. Did they know about the trouble he got into already? Was he in trouble with them too? No, not a chance. Tony and Stephen are usually nice about this kind of thing and, if he is to be punished, it'll be small and won't last that long thanks to Tony's big heart.

"So what did you want to talk about?" Peter asked, cautiously.

"About you tripping Flash." Stephen said, calm as ever.

Shit.

"It was an accident-" The Spider-teen started.

"Yeah, we figured as much. Tony's trying to get that sorted now."

"That's utter horse-shit!" Tony screamed from the other room.

"Loudly apparently. Look, you're not in trouble. I just want to hear your side of the story."

"Uh, well, M.J. and Ned weren't at school today so I was just going to take the bus. I was walking out of school, I didn't know Flash was near me. So when I felt something and saw Flash fall I tried to help him up but the next thing I knew I was getting yelled at and dragged to the principles office. And now I can't go on the trip next week."

Stephen nodded his head. "Is there anything else she said?" He asked.

"No." Lies.

"Peter, I need you to be honest with me. If she said something else to you then i'd like to know what." Stephen said a bit more firm.

Peter hesitated for a few moments then spoke. "Uh, well, there are a few more things."

"Like what?" Said Tony.

Tony's voice suddenly coming from behind Peter made the kid jump.

"Easy kid, you're not the one I'm going to yell at here." Tony said in a nonchalant kinda way.

He sat down next to Stephen and did a hand motion signaling Peter to continue what he was going to say.

"Well she said that even accidents have concequences and that, uh, a poor person should, um." Why was this s hard to get out. He would've vented to Ned and M.J. when they texted.

"What about a poor person?" Tony asked with venom on his tounge. That seemed to put them back on edge again.

"Um, a poor person should stay in a poor persons place." Peter's voice got lower and lower when he spoke and he hoped that maybe they misheard the last part. Judging from the look of pure anger on Tony's face, that was a no.

Stephen placed his hand over Tony's fist in a way to keep him from clearly exploading.

"Okay. Go do your homework and me and Tony will figure this out." Stephen said a reassuring look in his eye.

Peter took that as his oppurtonity to leave. He quickly gathered his bag and mad a break to his room. Tony made specifically for him given how many times he'd stayed the night. When he got there he  shut the door behind him and belly-flopped on his bed. Should he text Ned and let him know? Might as well considering he won't be going. He pulled out his phone and started texting him.

Peter: Hey, Ned, look I can't go on the decathalon trip anymore.

NedAlert: What! Why?!

Peter: It was an accident involving Flash.

Peter: His mom saw and got me in trouble.

NedAlert: Dude that sucks!

Peter: I know right!?

NedAlert: What did you Aunt say?

Peter: She won't be back till next week.

NedAlert: What about Mr. Stark or the Strange Doctor?

Peter: They said they'd handle it, whatever that means.

NedAlert: Isn't that a good thing. They do have some leverage to use.

Peter: Them say they'll "handle it" could mean a number of things.

NedAlert: Still better then them doing nothing.

NedAlert: I gotta go. Mom's calling me to check my homework.

Peter: I have to do mine. I'll talk to you tomorrow.

NedAlert: Later!

Peter put his cellphone down and took out his homework to get some done.

~~

When Peter poked his head into the living room later on he saw that Stephen and Tony were watching t.v. on the couch. He carefully walked up beside the couch and they notice him instantly.

"Hey kid, finish your homework?" Tony asked.

"Yeah."

"Good. I'll be in to check it in a bit. Also did they give you a schedule for what you were going to do this trip before you were so wrongly punished?"

"Uh yeah. They sent a pdf file."

"Send that to me."

"Okay." Peter went through his phone to get the file and send it to Tony. Once he did the sound of Tony's notification on his phone went off, signaling he got it. Peter stayed still for a moment looking at the two adult sitting in front of him. "So, about patrolling tonight."

"Yes, you can go patrol the city, but it's a school night so we expect you back her by 10." Stephen told him.

Peter hesitated. "10:30?"

"And not a minute later." Tony chimed in.

Peter smiled brightly and rushed back to his room to change and head out. Tony dial a number on his phone and leaned back into the taller of the two's chest.

"May Parker." A cheery May answered.

"Hey May, It's Tony."

"Hey is everything alright with Peter?" She asked now slightly worried.

"Yeah everything's fine now. Are you having fun on your cruise?"

"It's fantastic."

"Good because I have a proposition for you."

"Yes, what is it?"

"How would you like to extend your cruise by another week?"

"I'm listening."

[thescruple]

Small announcement for those who still follow

So Nattar and 39-TheWolf have decided to move Scruple and other various stories attatched to Scruple, including: Ask Crowquill, Doctor Fobwatch, Dragonfly and Discord, and various others to Smackjeeves and Tapastic. There will be a soft reboot to format (and update artwork) to a comic page format. There will probably still be open asks boxes to accompany the story. However with the tumblr community waning and other issues the creators thought this would be the best move in the long run. Nattar and 39-TheWolf still want to share Scruple and other character's stories that make up a dramatic, whacky, and thought provoking tale of monsters and heroes. We have put in a lot of time and effort to clean up the time line and have begun scripting and planning for a soft reboot. The core of the story will be the same and all the previous posts will remain as well. However with so much story and branches of story that need to be told to make sense of the time travel and cosmic entities meddling with the affairs or mortals and immortal alike, there needs to be a better system than Tumblr allows for story telling. Nattar and 39-TheWolf will make further announcements as to when the first chapters of A Scrupulous Tale (Title not finalized), A Crow in Manehatten, The Royal War, and various others will be released. We hope to see continues support for these projects that we are excited to tell. We've been working on them for quite some time and are excited to finally pen them to digital paper. We hope to see you in the future. And don't worry, this blog will still be here.

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https://tapas.io/episode/1042849

http://www.smackjeeves.com/comicprofile.php?id=119271

[melinda3point0]

The deal with HIM

The chihuahua was working in a cafe as all the sudden her exboyfriend sebastian came! "Ae you are a waiter in the cafe! How pathetic! Hey bitch make me a hot white chocolate!" He said. The boy who was behind him wheezes. He was a few years younger than him. "Don't you have anything better to do?" Melinda asked "yes! I have a HUMAN girlfriend who is better in EVERYTHING then you will ever be!" Sebastian said "oh you meant youre little skank?" Melinda asked "shut your teeth, bitch! At least I have someone while you will be forever alone! Come one who wants to be with someone who is half dog? You are supposed to die alone because NOBODY wants you! You where just a waste of time!" Sebastian said."b...but I dumbed you" Melinda whimpered "CRY ME A RIVER! YOU JUST DONT WANT TO ADMIT YOU WAS NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR ME AND YOU WILL BE NEVER GOOD ENOUGH FOR WHOLE TOWNSVILLE! YOU ARE BETTER OFF PUT TO SLEEP" sebastian yelled.

That's it she cannot handle this. She ran off crying to the girls locker room to get dressed just to run away from him and the cafe. As she rushed crying out of the cafe, the gangreen gang saw her running away. Ace knew something was not right. He wanted to comfort melinda but she told him to leave her alone. As ace saw through the window he knew what was all about. The gang stumbled to the boys who laughed at the anthropomorphed animal. "Well you must feel great hurting feelings of a girl!" Ace said and so he lifted Sebastian up, grabbing his shirt "well great. Now a green guy is about to beat me up. Are you melinda's new boyfriend. If yes, this is just pathetic and gross" Sebastian said. Ace snickered inside at the question since they where just friends. So he started to play his game "Ooh of course I am. And you don't have to treat her this horrible! Or else I would" ace threated sebastian. The gangreen gang laughed "chill I wont touch her! Even if I was drunk or on drugs so gross is that female dog!" Sebastian said. Ace threw that guy against the table. He came torwards him to step on his chest "guys like you we have enough!" Ace said "come on! Melinda should better watch, how she talks to certain people! Or there will be concequences!" Sebastian said "oh you even want to hit her?! Youre actions are out of respects! Who gives you the right to talk about her like that?!" Ace asked, charging for a punch "I won't touch womens who do not want to... anyway...who gives HER the right to talk about my fri-" "SHUT UP PRICK" ace yelled " the fact is you hurt OUR FRIENDS feelings" ace growled. Sebastian bursted in laughter "you all fit soo well! A bunch of disgusting people who dont realize they would never have sucess in their live but being pathetic. Sad " he said. Ace punched the guy

Back to melinda she cried in a cornor "poor sad girl. Misunderstanded and feeling left alone" a weird soundimg voice appeared. Melinda looked around. Out of nothing appeared... HIM. The king of villians, the evilest of the evil. Melinda stood up just to walk backwards "don't be scared! I can understand you. You are alone, you feel you are worthless! I used to feel like that too" HE said "y...you do? " melinea asked " of course I do... not even your ... friends... do not understand you so much then I" he said "I am offering you to join me. And I will show you how wrong they are. You don't need friends. They do not worth you. All what is importend is you. And just you! You should show the world how better they are all alone!" HE said and lifted his crabby claws.

Melinda looked at the claw. She realizes he had right in some point. She had bad experience in friendship anyway and its the matter of time if the gangreen gang leaves her just as alone as everyone else. Her eyes went black and turquoise. She snarled ans shook the claws of HIM

"We have a deal" she said and so her voice got scratchier.

HIM laughed diabolic "good"

ask are open to loveless Melinda

[theplayersxp]

The sins of the father.. ultimatum.. on wards..

After we successfully leave the ultranationalist camp by the help of u.s marine rescue hellicopter and sea knight air support.

We plan to capture imran zakhaev son alive in our next mission. Its a joint operation with S.A.S and USMC.

We capture the outpost where zakhaev son going to arrived by disguising as a ultranationalist army by the means of wearing their uniform. And when we are all ready and changed our uniform. We wait for zakhaev son convoy to arrived and storm them carefully so we can take imran zhakaev son alive.

Because we did not intention to kill imran son, he managed to drive the jeep and crash the tower where me and ssgt.griggs positioned and we fall down together with the tower.

After that, im dizzy because we fall down from the tower and i saw imran son run away and after a while me and ssgt.griggs recovered from falling in the tower and captain price command us to run after imran zhakaev son.

We encounter enemy infantry and dogs while we are pursuing our target. And when the time our target cornered at the top of the building..

Unfortunately.. we did not captured imran zakhaev son alive, because he take his own life by his own hands.

After that, our next mission is to go to launch facility, because imran zhakaev gave ultimatum, that u.s forces and british forces must leave russia immediately or we will suffer the concequences.

We drop in the air and we used parachute divided by two team. The alpha team the first team, and the second team is bravo team with captain price, gaz, ssgt .griggs from u.s marine and me. And other members of our team.

Unfortunately ssgt.griggs captured by enemy infantry and interrogate. Because he land accidentally away from us, that is why.. we rescue him first before we moved to our plan.

To shut down the tower of electricity causing the electricity in the area to shut down for a while.

We successfully rescue ssgt.griggs safely after we encounter enemy infantry and dogs while we are searching for him.

We go to different houses and killed silently and immidiately any hostiles.

And we retrieved ssgt.griggs.

After that, we shut down the tower by planting explosive charges and we move inside the fense and we made a hole so we can get inside by the used of a chemical gas that makes anything cold and frozen below negative zero degree celcius.

After that, our our team (bravo team) separate in two squad. Me, gaz and one of our party members regroup and take the point and get in position and after a while enemy infantry appeared and we storm them.

After of exhanging of fire in both parties we managed to clean our way going to launch facility. And two american sniper unit appeared hiding from the grassy part area of the lunch facility outside perimeter.

Unfortunately, two missiles loaded with nuclear war heads has been lunch before we get inside the perimeter of lunch facility. And captain price immediately reported the two missiles that has been lunched while we are on the way going to missile lunch facility.

We breach in the first gate and encounter enemy infantry also hostiles with RPG and enemy armored vehicle.

We destroy enemy armor using explosives i plant in the body of armored vehicle with the help of smoke bomb. And clear our way going to the inner part of the perimeter of lunch facility. After that, captain price and our other party members made a way going to vent of lunch facility and we used rappel rod to go down. And we infiltrate the inside of lunch facility and storm them with our weapons going to lunch control.

The good news, we are almost near in the lunch control room and the bad news, we still don’t know the abort codes.

We still have 11 minutes to enter the abort codes in the lunch control room and we managed to get inside the facility, inside of the comfort room.

And we must get inside of the lunch control room earlier than 11 minutes. So we can enable to put the abort codes and prevent the impact of nuclear war heads going to united states.

We move fast and neutralized every hostiles inside the facility until we get in the last room where enemy is waiting for us, i throw flash bang and neutralized them as quickly as possible and i plant charges on the wall in order to make a way going inside the lunch control room and storm the remaining infantry lurking inside.

After we neutralized them all, i enter the abort codes and waitng for confirmation and we successfully detonated the two missiles in while in the flight loaded of nuclear war heads.

After we successfully stop the nuclear strike. We moved to evacuquate the lunch facility room and enemy trucks run after us loaded with enemy infantry and enemy armed with RPG.

There is exchanged of fire in both parties while we are in the middle of the road chasing by enemy trucks. And one enemy helicopter also chasing us. And i tried to shot it down by using enemy RPG inside the jeep we are using escaping away from them.

Unfortunately, we did not successfully escaped from them. Until enemy helicopter fired missiles at the bridge causing it to fall and our jeep we are riding crashed.

We still moved away from the jeep we are riding even though we are dizzy and exhausted running away and fighting against them. And we face and engaged them and fired bullets against them. And i heard our captain calling for rescue and base plate said that he is not able to rescue us.

I thought its was the end of our party because there is no way we can get out from our situation. If we fall from the bridge, We will died from falling. And there is no more way but to fight them and face them until no more of us left standing and firing bullets against them.

And after a while, sgt.macarov informed us that they are on the way. ETA five minutes. The clash and exchanged of fire still continue until enemy helicopter fired missiles against us. And when my conciousness comes back, i saw ssgt.griggs helping me and taken me away from the crashed and exploded vehicle while firing his secondary weapon against the enemies.

And i saw ssgt.griggs got hit and fall on the ground and no more life. And i also saw imran zhakaev and with his men killed mercilessly Gaz from s.a.s team and two of our party members. And after a while, enemy helicopter shot down by missile and sgt.kamarov arrived.

I looked at captain price and gave his weapon to me by sliding it on the ground. And i fired it in two zhakaev men together with the latter and lastly to imran zhakaev. And i killed zakhaev using captain price handgun and sgt.camarov men rescued us and they lift me going to helicopter. And i saw captain price no conciousness and trying to revived by one of sgt.camarov’s men and that’s the end of the last stage of call of duty 4: modern warfare.

“History is written by the victors. -winston churchill”

Thank’s to all of you who waited for my last blog about call of duty 4: modern warfare!

I did not make you wait for so long guys! I hope you appreciate it! And also, enjoy story telling and reading my blog about the game im playing.

Thanks again to all of you people! And remember.. stay safeeee.. and take care yourself!

Have a great day!

Bb! :)

June 1, 2020 around 12:50 PM