#we are talking endless shenanigans here guys

[thatsnotmygunflash]

I need a spinoff series of the Legends called Jumpship Logs where it's just anyone and everyone who has ever taken the jumpship for a joyride and what shenanigans they got into. It's the log for all seven seasons. The last episode of season six is just endless clips of the last six years of Mick out on beer runs.

[tesscourtes]

saw you had asks open, not a drawing request but wanted to know if there was any more story to your human bill’s punishment-for-weirdmageddon-is-to-turn-weak-human au, I really like it (sorry if you explained this a while back, I only just watched gravity falls😭I’m a late-comer to the fandom)

it’s just superepiccool to me, how are dipper and mabel about him being human now? Soos n Wendy, Stan and Ford? What was it like for them (especially Ford) when he just turned human? What was it like for Bill?

oh hey don't worry, I haven't really talked much about the details of the AU like ... ever. I just started reviving it because I got my partner into the show (they are also a new fan! yay, new fans! Funny enough I had no idea TBOB was coming out so the timing was mad exquisite.) and they have just been an amazing help shaping my messy thoughts and coming up with new, fun plots! It's also nice to know there's someone out there interested in it, so thank's for asking! Now that I read TBOB I want to change the premise a bit, but the core is still the same.

Let me tell you this AU is silly. I'm aware Billford is toxic and there are many corners to dive into to picture their messy relationship. But I kinda wanna keep the spirit of the show here and make it equally as fun as it is disturbing. Given that Bill canonically is trapped in endless Therapy gives me even more food to work with, he just out there being toxic and people repeatedly telling him to cut it out.

I'm not gonna go into too much detail because I'm actually working on the first comic chapter for this AU, but regarding the characters: Each of the Pines, as well as Wendy and Soos, are not happy seeing him, but individually grow more accustomed to him and with him. I guess going from "most accepting" to "least accepting", Mabel took it the best. I wouldn't say she was quick to forgive, but quick enough to give the guy a chance. And I honestly have to say that, although this is 100% a Billford AU, there's so many plot ideas for just Mabel and Bill and their amazing, chaotic shenanigans. Put these two together and the stories basically write themselves. Wendy is pretty similar, and the most chill in actually helping Bill figure out human stuff.

Naturally, Ford took it the hardest. I'm aiming for slowburn here, haha. They got to figure out some stuff that I'm so ready to put onto pages... Ford is a lot of emotions. Confused, angered, curious... Meanwhile Stan is Bills biggest hater. (There is a lot of bullying in this AU) He just keeps up with it because his Family makes him. He's very protective and tries to kick Bill out several times. Soos sticks with Stan, but he's also Soos and has a big heart, so in Bills eye, he's very gullible and a target he can mess with easily.

Dipper is not a fan either, he has a hard time adjusting to the triangle just getting to ... be there. He's suspicious for the most part and Bill has to try hard to get on his good side. But honestly he might be more upset with Mabel (and later on Wendy) for making friends with Bill so easily, even though he knows that's just their nature. I just recently started thinking about Gideon and how I'd like to include him, but nothing worth mentioning so far yet.

With Bill himself, one my favorite parts trying to portray so far is how he's dealing with his new mortality. He adjusts to the body fine, he knows how to navigate flesh, but he has a hard time accepting that it's his body. His new prison, essentially. If it's gone, he's gone. If he treat's it like shit, he feels like shit. Then we add the psychological aspect of things. And more importantly, we add Ford to the equation. When I tell you, that demon is experiencing psychological damage here, and it's fully his fault. TBOB really pointed out to me that I need to dive into his obsession with Ford. How do you even get a man you fumbled so bad, to even acknowledge you again?

I love yapping about this AU, thanks again for giving me the grounds to do so anon! I'm an insecure writer so it'll probably take another hot minute to choose which script feels best to draw out, haha. But I'm glad you seem to be up for the ride!!

[vechter]

do you think bruce would ever kill for dick? i always see people talking about how bruce had reacted when he thought dick was dead, even for a short period.

but in your professional opinion (😍😍) do you think he would in any circumstances?

hmm, the short answer is no. the long answer is much more complicated lmao because it's bruce and dick and there is way too much nuance to consider.

i think if dick died in front of him, and bruce had a split second to react, there is a definitely possibility of him killing the perpetrator! i mean, there is canonical evidence for this, in infinite crisis (2005) #7 where dick takes a hit meant for bruce and they briefly operate under the assumption dick is dead:

he picks up a weapon he cannot stand and aims it at the person who took that shot at dick. but then we have diana break him out of it:

i think the most interesting bit here is how he says "I know" which is why i tend to: no, he wouldn't kill. not even for dick.

he got caught up in his emotions but the moment he had a second to reconsider, he knows immediately that he cannot be the person to take a life.

the thing with bruce is, that at his core, he's such an intensely emotional guy. he doesn't show it, he cannot but it doesn't take away from how deeply he feels everything. his grief gave him batman, his endless compassion and empathy gave him robin and his optimism and hope for a better gotham gave him his mission.

so, of course, there are so many moments where he operates out of blind emotionality. and of course, bruce would go apeshit when it's his favourite person in the world who has been hurt. but i think the moment bruce has a second to reconsider, to take a step back- he knows it wouldn't be worth it bc not only is he NOT the kind of person who can take a life but also he knows that dick would never want him to.

but, this wouldn't be a fair analysis if you don't take bruce's reaction to jason's death into account. i don't always love starlin but a death in the family is one of the most important and transformative comics out there so consider this from batman (1940) #429:

he was insistent on ending things once and for all but the circumstances made it that he had to pick his own life over any kind of justice. the joker has diplomatic immunity, superman is very much a boy scout, the middle east is caricaturized, we have tons of whacky comic shenanigans happening.

but i always felt the whole comic read as bruce willing to die, too. he lost his robin. jason is dead. he cannot ever get justice. does it matter how it ends?

plus, another fun aspect to consider is if dick dies as robin or as nightwing. does bruce have other people to hold him up, hold him back? just consider countdown to final crisis (2007) #15:

plus, there's the whole grey area of what bruce does when kgbeast shoots dick in batman (2016) #57:

his response to this is sooo...

is it killing when you do nothing to aid with the damage you've inflicted? it's in the middle of nowhere, there's a blizzard going on and still, bruce leaves kgbeast like that.

tldr: he wouldn't kill for anyone, even dick. but he would be sorely tempted to so a scenario like what happened with kgbeast isn't too far off the spectrum of possibility.

[elliewilliamsismommy]

you’re stuck with me

a/n: hey guys! so this definitely isn’t my best work but i figured i’d put out my first little fic so that you can get a sense of how i write :) totally open to suggestions and criticism… i’m always looking to improve my writing

warning: mental health issues, ptsd, depression, joel being alive (slay), smut, kind of public sex? orgasm delay, overstimulation, squirting, fingering, you eat ellie out like it’s your last meal… usual lesbian shenanigans yk

oh yeah btw i love sub ellie so we’re just gonna make this a thing just this once tehe totally self indulgent but i’m such a slut for whiny ellie

summary: you and ellie visit jackson after things have been weird between the two of you. dinner at joel’s, “sleeping” in his guest bedroom… you get the gist just read the damn fic

your life was fun on the farm. taking care of the animals and ellie, the both of you going on little hunting dates everyday, and coming home to the domestic lifestyle that you shared. it was a routine. but recently, things have been different. she’s quiet. she’s always asleep. not to mention that things have been lacking in the intimacy department, which is abnormal for your relationship. you both needed change.

so, you decided to force her to jackson for a week. which brings us to the current situation. sat at joel’s old oak dinner table with creaky chairs that squeak every time you breathe. ellie’s hand rests in yours reassuringly as you and joel catch up.

“so how are things here, joel?” you ask.

“well, it was a rough winter last year for us, as you probably remember, so we’re pretty much in recovery now. nothing too interesting. how about you two? how’s the farm? been keepin’ busy?”

“we always try, right babe?” you turn to face ellie after what felt like hours of small talk with your girlfriends lovely father. no response. you and joel make eye contact. you both know that something’s up.

“you okay, els?” you whisper in her ear. she drops your hand and stands.

“i’m tired. thanks for dinner joel” she says as you blankly watch her grumble up the stairs. you turn to joel with tears in your eyes.

“god, i’m sorry, joel.” your voice begins to break. “i don’t know what’s going on with her and i don’t know how to make it better an-“ a choked sob erupts from your mouth.

“hey! it’s gonna be okay. just talk to her. she’s ellie. she’s just stubborn. she loves you.”

“you’re right i’m just worried about her you know? this isn’t like her. she’s been distant and i don’t want to make things worse.” at this point the tears are flowing in an endless stream. you taste the salty sadness as it falls down your cheeks. you go to cover your face but knock over your water in the process, and the cold liquid spills all over your lap and on the table.

“god joel, i’m a mess. let me help you clean this up.”

“no, no. go talk to her. i’ve got it” joel explains as he gets up from his seat and pulls you into his arms. after a moment, he pulls away.

“are these goddamn tears on my shirt? go clean up, you sap” he laughs.

“yeah, yeah. i’m going” you chuckle.

you turn to the stairs and head to the room that you and ellie share. you knock on the closed door.

“ellie?” you call out.

“come in”

you open the door to reveal your drained girlfriend curled up in bed, with tears staining the pillow cases. without saying a word, you crawl into bed behind her and get under the covers. your hand travels to her bare hip and the other strokes her auburn hair. you lay there for what feels like an eternity, just breathing her in. breathing it all in. it pains you to see her so depressed.

“you know i love you more than life, right? and you can always tell me anything. i don’t want to pry and you don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to, but i just miss you and i wish you would tell me what’s going on.”

“yeah, i know.”

“and joel and i are worried. you don’t have to carry this all yourself. that’s why we’re together, so we can lean on each other and get through things together.”

“i know.” she turns to face you. she smiles for what feels like the first time in months.

“i love you…” ellie says, “too much. i’ve been having dreams - well more like nightmares - where you’re dying and i cant do anything about it. and it kills me to see you like that. it’s just my ptsd and my panic attacks are back and i don’t want to be a burden or bother you and i just want to be strong for you because i want to take care of you.”

“babe, you will never be a burden! i’m always here for you! it’s my job. we could have worked on it together. i’m right here, and i’m not going anywhere. you’re stuck with me.”

you pull her in closer and place a kiss on the tip of her nose. as you begin to pull back, her head chases yours, her lips longing for your touch. you close the gap between you, and you kiss like it’s the first time. soft, sweet. she tastes just like always. your body is on fire, and so is hers. her hands pull at the hair on the nape of your neck, attempting to get closer to you, if that’s even possible. your tounges tangle together and ellie climbs over you to straddle your lap, not breaking the kiss. your hands travel up and down her sides, brushing up against her cold skin below her tank top and above her underwear. she shudders under your touch and moans into your mouth as she begins to shift her hips uncomfortably over yours.

“els… what are you doing?” you say as you pull away from her lips, mostly for air.

“i miss you. i need you.”

“babe… joel is right downstairs. what if he hears?” you question.

“we’re just going to have to be quiet then.”

there she was. the ellie you knew. still in there.

“we? let me take care of you. i want to make you feel good” you explain.

you roll over so that you’re on top of her, and connect your lips with hers once again. you feel her legs start to close, so you shove a thigh between them.

“fuck-“ she whines.

“so desperate, els. i’ve barely even touched you yet and i can feel how wet you are through your underwear. my poor, poor baby.”

the friction of your jeans on her thigh makes her groan under your touch. she begins to rub herself against you.

“what do you want, baby?”

“i- i want you.” ellie responds, voice barely above a whisper.

that was all you needed to hear. you glide your hands from her cheek to her stomach, and slip a finger past the waistband of her underwear. you brush over her clit and she grabs your shoulders from how sensitive she already is.

“sorry. keep going” ellie begs.

you gather her slick onto your fingers and begin to circle her clit, causing her eyes to roll back into her head.

“oh my god” she whispers.

you gradually increase the pace, but it’s not enough for her.

“y/n- i need more” ellie whines.

“what do you say?”

“please, please i’ve been so good please i need-“ she is cut off as you slide a finger into her needy hole. her back arches and she lets out a loud moan. you quickly cover her mouth.

“you have to be quiet, els.”

“i’m sorry, i’m sorry. please move” she begs.

you start thrusting your finger slowly inside and out of her. gradually increasing the pace. you can feel her spongy walls clenching against your finger and sense that she still needs more. you remove your fingers and she groans, before you quickly shove two fingers back inside of her.

“that’s my good girl.” she nearly cums right then and there from the praise.

you pick up the pace and begin thrusting in and out of her sweet cunt at a pace that she can barely handle, and she starts to tighten around you.

“oh god, y/n. i’m gonna cum.”

“not yet ellie.”

“please let me cum. i cant do it.” she says a bit too loudly.

“yes you can. cmon pretty girl. wait.”

you press your thumb to her clit and her hips begin to grind into your hand. her eyes squint closed and her back arches as she releases around your fingers. you don’t let up.

“oh fuck. shit- y/n! it’s too much, please.”

“ellie i told you not to do that. i said wait.”

“i’m sorry, please”

your pace only increases. you hold her hand as you move your head down to her glistening cunt and begin to suck on her clit mercilessly. her hips jump at the touch and she squirms. your spit runs down her desperate pussy, mixing saliva with her previous release. you can tell she’s not going to last much longer.

“please… don’t fucking stop- god!”

“cum for me ellie. cum all over my face.”

her whole body tenses up and she orgasms for the second time that night. but this time is different. she soaks the sheets and your face.

“fuck!” she says with a broken voice as she squirts all over you. you lap up all that she released and cleaned her thighs with your tongue.

“you’re so hot, ellie.”

you grab a towel from the closet and beging to wipe her thighs and your face down as she starts to come back to reality. you brush the sweaty hair off of her face and pull her underwear back onto her.

“you okay?” you ask.

“i’m perfect” she says with a smile.

“i love you.”

“i love you too.”

[thegreymoon]

The Story of Minglan

Nice of you to finally warn Prince Huan of the shitstorm coming his way.

Poor guy, he really does not seem equipped for dealing with all the court shenanigans and a mad father.

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OMFG, we finally get a name for this woman!

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You always get the news last, from what I've seen.

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LMAOOOO, of course he did 🤣🤣

So much rotten offspring! And so many indulging parents who spend their whole lives covering up their crimes and misdeeds.

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Endless idiocy.

What conferred title? The only thing he is suited for is the executioner's block.

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AAAAAA, THEY KEEP TALKING ABOUT THIS DRUM BUT THIS IS THE FIRST TIME THEY'VE SHOWN SOMEONE USING IT!!

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It took her long enough.

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And here we go.

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LOL, they clearly didn't see anything??

How are they witnesses? Are they here to blatantly lie?

Also, isn't that kid the son of Wang Ruoyu? How could he have seen anything?

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LOL, I've been saying!!

And they should have disciplined her long ago, tbh.

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WTF?

Lies, lies and more lies. All lies.

It is honestly tiresome to watch.

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Okay, I laughed 🤣🤣

Anyway, if Gu Tingye says he has a plan, then he has a plan. It's probably something underhanded, too, if he can't tell Changbai. I'm not worried. I'm not worried. I'm not worried.

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This does not bode well.

Also, does anyone know what that band around her head is? Madam Zhang wore one too, when she was sick and after she had given birth.

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LMAO, I love that his stupid ass is now offering to provide false testimony for Gu Tingye 🤣🤣

His heart is (finally) in the right place but he's just so dumb 🤣🤣

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Ridiculously cute 💛

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WTF?

Fucking Manniang again?

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OMFG, IT IS FUCKING MANNIANG AGAIN 🤬🤬

WHY DIDN'T THEY JUST KILL HER WHEN THEY HAD THE CHANCE 😭😭😭😭

WHYYYYYYYYY😭😭😭

And now we all have to put up with her screeching some more 😭😭

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I can't tell if she's outright lying or if whatever personality disorder she's got has convinced her that this actually happened because the truth is impossible to bear.

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God, I cannot stand this woman.

To be this obnoxious and this shameless! Somebody, please stab her already!

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How is her crazy ass anything even remotely something resembling a reliable witness fit to appear BEFORE A FUCKING EMPEROR?

I mean, the Emperor wisely excused himself on this particular day and the Prime Minister took over, but my point still stands!

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Okay, now that this episode is done, I am 99% convinced that all this is some scheme between Gu Tingye and the Emperor because the whole thing just devolved into such disastrous chaos. There were these lowlifes, lying through their teeth on things that can be easily disproven (starting with Manniang) but Tingye, who is usually so thorough, careful and meticulous in everything he does mounted such a poor defence, it cannot even be called a defence!

They are definitely up to something and are letting these vermin dig their own graves in the meantime. I am pretty sure that is the plot twist people have warned me is coming, otherwise, none of this makes sense, all things considered. Gu Tingye was already caught once without an adequate defence when Madam Qin was falsely accusing him, there is zero chance he would have let it happen twice. All this is a ruse and he keeps hinting at it to Qi Heng and Sheng Changbai to keep them from doing something stupid on his behalf.

[usermischief]

♚ Pairing: Sterek ♚ Characters: Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale, Peter Hale, Nolan Holloway ♚ Tags: established relationship, 6b AU ♚ Words: 1014 ♚ Prompt: “If someone gets nosy, just, you know, shoot them." - "Shoot them?" - "Politely.” ♚ Mini Fic Roulette: 36/∞ 

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Nolan looks more than terrified, and judging by his track record, this is bound to blow up in his face. But they’ve made it this far, so Stiles hands him the crossbow again. Nolan knows exactly what’s going to happen in case he stabs him in the back now, so Stiles isn’t particularly worried about him. It’s the rest of his plan that might’ve been a bad decision. That, however, is a problem for future Stiles. Present Stiles finds himself with only a door separating him and Derek. One. If Nolan fucks this up, there will be hell to pay. “If someone gets nosy, just…” Stiles trails off for a moment, not sure what to say because Nolan won’t be able to talk himself out of anything — not when he perpetually looks like a deer in headlights. “You know… shoot them.” Stiles gives the crossbow a little pat.

Widening his eyes, Nolan stares back at him. “Shoot them?”

“Politely.” Giving him the thumbs up, Stiles pushes the door open and slips into the vast darkness behind it. They’re a bit on a time crunch, so there isn’t a time for a pep talk. Luckily, Stiles isn’t stopped by any locked doors. The hunters don’t think it’s necessary since they secured everything with mountain ash. They’re idiots, all of them, and it reeks of desperation on Gerard’s part to find recruits via fear mongering. If only they knew werewolves aren’t what they should be most afraid of. Then again, Stiles probably should be thankful. After all, this gave him a very easy in — after his dad finally informed him that shit hit the fan in Beacon Hills. The staggering number of hunters made it hard for the supernatural community, Stiles, however, had a very easy time to get in without rousing any suspicious.

As the door clicks shut behind him, Stiles can hear a faint growl in the seemingly endless darkness of the warehouse. “Keep growling at me, and I’ll leave your sorry ass here.” Stiles flicks the lights, raising his brows as he finds not only Derek but also Peter chained to an electric fence. “I cannot believe this,” he mutters more to himself than anyone in particular. How the hell did they manage to capture both Hales?

Stiles jogs towards them, still shaking his head in disbelief. There’s no doubt that Peter somehow dragged his nephew into some shenanigans that caused them to end up here. Judging by Derek’s glower, he’s even less thrilled about Stiles joining the fun. “You’re welcome,” he mutters, turning the electricity off.

“How did you get in here?” Derek asks as he’s breaking the chains holding him in place. When he takes a step, he looks a little unsteady on his feet.

“Gerard is overestimating the intelligence of his hunters.” Stiles shrugs, barely resisting the urge to rush forward and make sure Derek is okay. He’s not the biggest fan of being coddled in front of people, especially not Peter, and Stiles tries to respect that.

Peter looks quite put out by the fact that he’s not only been captured by a ragtag group of hunters, but also that he needed to be saved. “Don’t sell yourself short,” he says with his usual rather unpleasant and knowing smile. It’s like the guy has a sixth scene for Stiles doing something shady.

“Can you go grab Nolan, please?” Raising his brows at Peter, Stiles points over his shoulder. “Careful, though, he’s a bit nervous… and armed with a crossbow. Try not to startle him.” Although he’s pretty sure at this point, everything could startle the poor guy. He’s got no clue how he made it this far without a nervous breakdown.

Peter draws his brows together. “Aren’t we leaving?”

“Not through that door.” Stiles gestures for him to leave before finally crossing the distance between him and Derek, cupping his pale cheeks softly. “Are you okay?”

“Why yes, I am,” Peter calls over his shoulder, “thanks for asking.”

Ignoring not only his uncle’s comment but also Stiles’ question, Derek tilts his head just enough to press a kiss to the ball of his left hand. “You shouldn’t be here.”

Of course.

Stiles rolls his eyes and flicks Derek’s forehead. “I should’ve been here weeks ago.”

“It’s not safe—"

“Nowhere is safe,” Stiles interrupts him curtly. This isn’t a new argument, and it’s probably not the last time they’re having it. His dear boyfriend loves to bring it up. “Not for you, not for me… and this place is going to be especially unsafe in a few minutes.” He runs his finger along Derek’s left eyebrow, drawing his own together.

Sad brow moves into a deep frown. “What did you do?”

“I do not want to interrupt this heartfelt reunion,” Peter says, dragging Nolan after him by the fabric of his jacket, “but there’s a fire outside, and it’s closing in.”

Derek stares at Stiles.

“What?” Stiles shrugs, gesturing around. “Gerard wants his people to be afraid, so, I gave them something to be scared of.” After everything they have done, some of these hunters certainly deserve worse, however, Stiles is not quite the monster the nogitsune was trying to turn him into. But Derek keeps staring at him, and Stiles hates that it doesn’t take anything more for his guilty conscience to appear. As much as he loves Derek, Stiles really did not need yet another Jiminy Cricket in his life. “They’re going to be fine. I started the fire in an abandoned area. No one’s going to get hurt, Care Bear, who do you think I am?” It’s a loaded question, they both know that — and for the first time since they started dating, Stiles is scared of an answer.

Derek doesn’t reply, merely lets out a long breath and nods. His hand finds Stiles’ easily. He intertwines their fingers, squeezing tightly — believing him.

The guilt settles in Stiles’ stomach, making him nauseous. “Let’s go,” he says, glancing over his shoulder and catching Nolan’s eye. Hopefully the kid knows how to take a secret to the grave.

[calekinnieplus]

This looks like a fun idea, so here goes! :

What do you think of this guy🙃?

Oh wow! Good character you chose there ahahaha! Roselle Gustav aka Huang Tao!

First impression

Honestly, I was floating in confusion at the start a bit, considering it was my first Chinese webnovel, so I had a period of readjustment to the writing style (or the translation ig?), so I didn't immediately connect the dots that Roselle was a transmigrator or that he's... kinda "dead" lol

Buuuut, once the dots connected, I did find him quite amusing! Bro's self-confidence gave me second-hand embarrassment, but not That bad. But also, Klein was bashing on him so hard, it was kinda hilarious.

I don't fully remember what impression I had of him, since I was reading pretty slow in the beginning and some ideas were lost, but overall, fun guy lmao

Impression now

Hilarious guy, a meme, a legend.

Yet...

Quite unfortunate that his end was just endless suffering (which will hopefully not be endless haha...). Bro made small mistakes in the beginning when he didn't know Anything, when he was transported to a world he didn't know anything about, forced to adapt and live a new life. I don't know, I find him tragic, just like Klein.

At least he had some good times along the road (especially with a demoness heh). The funny stories were nice to read.

Favorite moment

Basic, but his first talk with Klein. I mean, him meeting a fellow transmigrater and quickly having faith in him was sweet. I really wish to see more of them :>

If we're talking about the diary entries, I'd probably choose when... uhhh the corruption thing. Roselle going to the moon. And when he gazed into the Abyss. I remember how the diary entry abruptly cut off after dumping a lot of info and both Klein and I were Flabbergasted. What did it MEAN-!!

(I have a feeling I'm mixing up the moments, but the feelings remain. The confusion, the anticipation and the wonder from some diary entries were Amazing)

OH, and the last diary entry of course. It was so chill-inducing! It was one of those moments that answered a lot of questions while also bringing even MORE questions. It was just- the atmosphere full of fear and uncertainty, putting into question what that fellow transmigrator went through, wowie~

Idea for a story

Well, let me shuffle in the corner of my brain...

I've always been a fan of Time Travel AUs. So the idea of Klein (at a higher sequence but not Saint Level, maybe? Idk, a lot of possibilities here) travelling to Roselle’s time period and the two of them becoming best buddies (Roselle’s words, not Klein's. Klein's facepalming in the background at Roselle’s shenanigans).

Maybe! It could be a young god Mr Fool using his domain over Space and Time and having a misplaced adventure during Roselle’s time.

(We're pretending the Outer Gods and CW isn't as dauting of a problem as they are in canon, aye?)

Anyway, doesn't matter which version of Klein or during what time he's visiting, it's mandatory that he facepalms at least once :))

Unpopular opinion

Well, I don't know the popular opinions, so I'll guess I'll just go with an opinion.

I mean, he totally could've treated his wife better. I can understand feeling a disconnect with this world and humanity in general, but at least don't bring shame to her name by being a known womanizer, mm? At least divorce or smth, man. You overthrew the government, you could definitely do that.

Unless he actually did divorce her and we just don't know. But otherwise, yeah. Kinda dick move there, Emperor.

Favorite relationship

(Platonic, right?)

Again, basic but. Roselle and Bernadette.

The fact that Bernadette spent so much time searching for a father she was on dubious terms with and how much faith she had that he persevered against all odds.

The fact that Roselle’s one and only tie with this new world was his daughter, his beloved child that he loved with all his might. A child he shared a piece of his old world with. A child he remodeled this entire world's structure for. Absolutely heart-warming.

Favorite headcannon

Hmm let's see...

Huang Tao, as a young individual who surfs the internet, would know a lot of memes or jokes. After becoming Roselle Gustav, those memes aren't easily forgotten.

I mean, is it canon, actually? Maybe he made several Chinese meme references and I missed them lmao. That would be funny

Bonus: imagine Huang Tao and Zhou Mingrui bumped into each other one day, unaware that the next time they'll meet each other, it will be after more than 10 000 years, give or take. ...what's the timeline here?

[mimiwrites2000]

Attack On… Podcast!

Archive of Our Own

As the Attack on Titan series comes to an end after ten years, the cast is reunited in hosting a podcast, talking about their times on the set of the filming, their friendships, and all in-between.

And well, shenanigans are inevitable.

Attack on Titan acting AU, as the cast host a podcast, and interview the rest of the cast.

Episode 04

Armin: …

Eren: So…?

Armin: what?

Eren: don't you want to do your thing…?

Armin: What thing?

Eren: Oh Armin for God's sake!

Armin: I have no idea what you're talking about.

Eren: Dude come on.

Armin: …

Eren: Hey we have guests.

Hitch : I have no idea what's going on.

Annie: Same.

Armin: alright, welcome guys to another episode of our podcast–

Eren: No, no–

Armin: Seriously?

Eren: Yes.

Armin sighing: Ok, on that day, mankind received a grim reminder. We lived in fear of the Titans and were disgraced to live in these cages we called walls.

Eren: There you go.

Armin: Happy now?

Eren: Delighted even, soooo hello again guys! We are here with yet another episode, and we have two guests today!

Armin: Yup! We have Hitch here.

Hitch: hellooo.

Armin: and Annie.

Annie: You guys suck ass at podcasts.

Eren laughing: Hey hey you're too harsh on us!

Annie: You don't accept constructive criticism?

Eren: There is no construction in that criticism, only deconstruction–

Armin: Ok for the those who don't know, Annie has a podcast that is actually really really good.

Annie: Well, thank you.

Eren: Oh Armin you're a fan? You listen to Annie's podcast?

Armin: You don't?

Hitch: Wow, Eren, you don't listen to Annie's podcast?

Eren: I do, of course.

Hitch: huh.

Annie: You don't.

Armin: You really don't.

Eren: I do–

Armin: Stop lying.

Eren laughing: Ok ok! I'm just busy.

Armin: Since Eren here is too busy fixing his hair–

Eren: I have a life–

Armin: –I will be telling you about Annie's podcast, it's a podcast to discuss current affairs in the world, from politics to activism, and sometimes she hosts books discussions.

Annie: Thank you, Armin, that is nice of you.

Armin: u-uh yes! Sure, I mean you're welcome!

Hitch: I may not have a podcast, but I am still here…?

Annie: Oh yes, Hitch and her endless deals with makeup and clothing brands.

Hitch flipping her hair: what can I say? I am a businesswoman at heart.

Armin laughing: and we have this incomprehensible podcast!

Eren clearing his throat: okkk enough chit-chat, today we have some new questions! And it will be very exciting because we will get under some people's skin!

Armin: Wait what–

Hitch: Sounds exciting!

Armin: Eren what–

Eren: Soooo Armin go ahead and read the first question!

Armin: Um, I, ok, yes, so, this first question is… hold on I don't think these are the ones we agreed on…

Eren: Yes yes they are the right questions! Just read them!

Armin: Eren you piece of shit–

Hitch laughing: Just the read question oh my God!

Armin: Wait so the guest knows that you changed the questions we picked yesterday and I, the host didn't know?

Eren: You're wasting time.

Annie: You're wasting time and your peace, here let me just–

Armin: No Annie give the cards back! 

Annie: So the first question says… oh ok Armin I get you now.

Hitch: Ok? Read?

Annie: So, the question says have you ever had a crush on someone else on set?

Hitch: Ok I'll go first! I did, kinda, but then it turns out he was actually in a relationship, and I never in my life took a u-turn so fast.

Eren: Oh you never told us you had a crush!

Hitch: Of course I wouldn't, of course not to you.

Eren: What do you mean–

Hitch: Annie did you ever have a crush on someone on set?

Annie: Well, yes.

Hitch: Ooooh who is it?

Annie: Did you really think I would answer?

Hitch: Oh come on–

Annie: You didn't tell us who your crush is sooo…

Hitch: And if I say who was my crush, would you tell us your crush?

Annie: I do not give promises.

Armin: Alright, alright, I think we all ought to crush on each other at some point, we basically grew up on set, we spent time with each other more than with our own families but–

Hitch: So basically, you also had a crush?

Armin: What? Of course not! That wasn't my whole point, you keep interrupting me. My point is, look at Eren and Mikasa–

Eren: Alright alright, as for me, well…

Armin: Gosh, I am literally third wheeling even if Mikasa isn't here.

Eren laughing: No no hey–

Hitch: Armin what about you, though? You are trying to distract us.

Armin: What what about me?

Hitch: Have you ever had a crush on someone on set–

Armin: No.

Hitch: No?

Armin: Yeah.

Hitch: Yeah as if in yeah you had a crush?

Armin: What? No–

Hitch: But you just said yes–

Armin: That was an answer to your other question–

Hitch: I only asked one question–

Annie laughing: Oh Gosh, this episode is such a mess.

Armin: I had no idea when Eren changed the questions! 

Eren: Ok then go ahead and read the second question! 

Armin: Sheesh ok, so, um, oh this question is actually specified for Annie.

Annie: Yes?

Armin: Um, uh, yes so, it's from Twitter by the way, um, yes so, it says, Annie, you left the set for some good years as your character was frozen in the crystal, how did you spend those years?

Annie: That is actually a really good question, so I did get my business degree, and also, I actually worked in the production of Attack on Titan.

Armin: Mhm.

Annie: Yeah, the whole pre-production, and I got to be one of the executive producers of the last season as well.

Eren: Despite popular belief that we didn't see Annie for years, she was on set most days.

Armin: So for Annie, it wasn't only an acting job, but also, a business opportunity.

Annie: Yeah exactly, I went to business school in the end, and my goal had never really been to act, it was an opportunity that I thought would be fun, my father kind of wanted me to get out of my comfort zone, and, well, be more social, and, of course, I will act more in the future, but my main goal for now is to produce, and maybe write.

Armin: I'd love to watch a series you wrote.

Annie: That's nice of you, thank you for saying that.

Armin: I'm open for any role as well.

Annie: Wait you're serious?

Armin: Of course yes, it would be an honor.

Eren: I think you just landed a new main character role.

Armin: I-I mean of course only if I was good enough for the role! Of course I will do an audition just like anyone else! 

Annie: Armin.

Armin: Y-yeah?

Annie: Thank you.

Armin: Oh… um, yeah sure, I mean of course, no worries.

Hitch: Do we leave the room now?

Eren: Just like that day on set?

Armin: Eren don't–

Eren: So this next question, Hitch, would you like to read it?

Hitch: Yes sure! So, this question is from Tumblr! Oh Tumblr! Good old days, anyway, so this is from anonymous, and it's actually specifically for Armin.

Armin rolling his eyes: Eren you should've picked questions for the guests! Not us!

Eren: Hey hey, just hear the question!

Hitch: So the question says, what was your favorite scene to shoot?

Armin: …

Eren: What? 

Armin: Why is that question specified to me?

Eren: I don't know dude ask the internet.

Armin: Alright, everyone is going to take a turn to answer this question.

Eren: Alright.

Armin: Why are you acting so suspicious?

Eren: Am I?

Annie: I think I have a favorite scene.

Armin: O-oh? You do?

Annie: Yeah, I do, I have several actually, I totally love all the fighting scenes, I was such a badass in those–

Hitch: True–

Annie: –but I also love the soft, sweet scenes for my character, the scene on the boat with Armin, I think that's a very special scene for her, and it was probably one of the most vulnerable scenes for her, and how human she is, and her goal was really just a simple one; to reunite with her father, even though he was the most person she suffered pain from.

Armin: Yeah…

Hitch: Well, considering those scenes weren't perceived very well from the audience, I am glad you explained it.

Annie: Well, yeah, but, I mean, I do understand the audience POV, but still, I think she's just a human, she did horrible mistakes, but who didn't in that series?

Eren: Maybe if they released the deleted scenes from that episode, people would've understood–

Armin: Hey hey–

Eren: –it wouldn't have hurt to have some romance–

Armin shaking his head: You promised to not talk about this! 

Annie: He promised me too!

Armin: Wait you asked him to not talk about those scenes– Eren why do you keep on doing this!?

Hitch laughing so hard: Chill chill! It was my idea–

Annie: You're such a traitor!

Armin: Hitch I thought we were friends! 

Hitch: Hey hey! Ok, alright, Eren, read the next question.

Eren: We still didn't get our answers for that question–

Hitch: Just read the next question already! 

Eren laughing: Alright, so, this next question is from X–

Armin: It's Twitter–

Eren: –it says, we would've loved to see more of Hitch’s character, did she stay in the military in the end? Did she leave? What did she do?

Hitch: Well, I'm glad you asked. I would like to think that Hitch left the military, and she found a job as a tailor, or maybe she opened a saloon, you know, something beauty related, because she's gorgeous and she does care a lot about looks, but also, I like to think that she found true love, I think it would've been challenging for her, but someone's must've swept her off her feet! 

Eren: Mikasa actually advocated for a plot point about Jean and Hitch.

Annie: Yeah she actually talked to me to convince the producers to write this, I do like it, I think Jean and Hitch’s character fit each other, but also, Hitch isn't Jean's type.

Hitch: Yeah but it would've been a great development for him to get into blonde short hair, it would've meant he moved on from Mikasa.

Annie: We'll see… maybe we'll write a sequel…

Eren: A sequel? 

Annie: Well, I don't think your character will have many scenes… since, you know…

Armin bursting out laughing: you're kind of dead bro.

Annie laughing: yeah exactly.

Eren: Hey hey! I must have scenes! Come on!

Annie: Hey relax, we're not confirming anything.

Armin: Poor you.

Eren: You don't sound very apologetic you know.

Armin: You deserve this, and I didn't say I was sorry.

Eren: Well, since you don't feel very sorry, let's talk about that deleted scene that you keep avoiding–

Armin: Hey hey!!

Eren: –and since both of you are here, maybe you can re-act the whole scene for the very thirsty audience–

Armin: You really need to stop–

Eren: –and maybe we could knock everything off of this table to give you guys more space–

Annie: I liked it.

Eren: –and we could have… wait what?

Hitch: What?

Armin: What?!

Annie: I think that deleted scene was really good, it's a shame they had to delete it.

Eren giving Armin a side eye: And why do you think so?

Annie: It was a very intense, emotional scene, and it was very important to Annie to know that not all touches mean harm, they could be soft… they could be loving.

Armin: Oh…

Annie: And also, their –dare I say– romance, was very important, they are both from the exact opposite sides, and yet, they somehow found love, and isn't that pretty?

Hitch: Armin kind of gazed at Annie for four years, he developed immense admiration for her, and the boat scene was a very desperate moment for both of them; Armin finally being with the person he loved, and Annie finally letting herself feel, to let herself just be a human.

Annie: I like you, Hitch.

Hitch: Well thank you babe.

Eren clearing his throat: uh, I think this is the deepest episode we had so far…

Hitch: Well that's concerning for your podcast.

Annie: I told you, you guys suck ass at podcasts–

Eren: We are running out of time! Thank you, to our amazing guests, and thank you everyone for tuning in! We'll talk to you in our next episode! 

Hitch: Take care everyone! 

Eren: Bye bye!

As everyone was taking off their headphones and getting up, Armin waited until everyone got busy, and he walked towards Annie, the microphones were still recording, catching their conversation.

Armin: hey… um, thank you for being here, I know our podcast is not exactly your cup of tea, so I appreciate it.

Annie: No it's alright, it's good to see you again anyway, since you know, you've been kind of avoiding me.

Armin swallowing: I know… I'm sorry.

Annie: Why are you doing this? Did I hurt you?

Armin: N-no! No, you didn't, you didn't do anything, it's quite the opposite.

Annie: What do you mean?

Armin clearing his throat and lowering his voice: Um, how about we talk about this over a coffee? I was actually going to get some… would you like to join? My treat.

Annie: Well, I mean,  yeah, yeah, I mean, sure yeah.

Armin smiling: Great! Ok, um, I parked my car in the garage, you know, so we can leave without anyone seeing us, I mean the paparazzi, I mean, you know how they are, they would make up stories, and I know you're very specific about your public image–

Annie: I'd love to be seen with you.

Armin: Oh…

Annie: Yeah, unless you don't want to…

Armin: Oh no no! Of course I don't mind being seen with you! I mean, it's really an honor to even be with you… alright um, after you?

Annie: Sure.

[nellie-elizabeth]

Doctor Who: Rogue (14x06)

Mr. Groff! Sir! Excuse you!

Cons:

Honestly, I don't know if I can think of anything I'd change! Just that I wish Groff was coming on the show to stay, no matter how unrealistic that is.

Also - this isn't really a "con" so much as it is a "concern" or even just a question: last week's episode ending on such a stark scene of the Doctor forced to confront racism, it felt strange to set the next episode in the 19th century and have the Doctor's race entirely unremarked upon. Not bad, honestly, I kind of prefer just hand-waving that kind of thing for the sake of the story here, but it had the phantom bad taste of a show like Bridgerton that decided to do racial diversity by painting on a historical reason that racism isn't a thing anymore in Regency England and then just trotting along with a story entrenched in the restrictive systems that allowed for racism to exist in the first place. I'm being too serious here, but I just wanted to mention it.

Pros:

This was a proper monster-of-the-week episode of Doctor Who that felt very nostalgic to me. A fairly simple setup with lots of campy silliness and then a surprisingly emotional centerpiece to anchor it. I really liked having a Doctor-focused episode after two episodes in a row where someone else got to make up the bulk of the runtime, that was refreshing.

Ruby got plenty to do as well, and it was fun to see her exhibit her own creativity and bond with a character off on her own side plot before the twist at the end that leads to such a tragedy. Before I talk about the bulk of the episode with Rogue, I just want to say I was so, so moved by the Doctor's reaction of grief when he believed Ruby to be dead. The flashback to speaking with her mother, promising to keep her safe... and when he finds out that the bad guys have long lifespans and thus when trapped will have a long time to live out their suffering, he's viciously pleased at the vengeance this will provide. That was a good mixture of the Doctor's endless emotional generosity and the streak of vengeful cruelty that exists alongside it.

And Ruby, of course, is a good person and a good companion for the Doctor - she does her own innovative acting moment, using the "battle mode" on her psychic earrings to escape danger, but when it proves that she and the Doctor have worked at cross-purposes, she's totally willing to sacrifice her life for the greater good. She also has that excellent insightful moment at the end where she cuts through the Doctor's near-manic cheerfulness and gives him a big hug, allowing him a moment to feel the grief he wants to push through and ignore.

This episode was really well-paced and economically told. We get our setting and our threat and the backstory of Rogue told to us very efficiently. There's great setup and payoff with the glowy triangle thing that sends you to the incinerator, or, as the Doctor later programs it, to a random empty dimension, to be trapped there forever.

Okay - enough with these other compliments to a truly wonderful episode of this show - let's talk about Rogue!!! Holy shit. Look, I was prepared to have fun with this episode because I knew it was Jonathan Groff and I knew it was going to be regency shenanigans, and I knew it was gonna be pretty gay. But holy hell, I was not expecting the frankly electric chemistry between the Doctor and Rogue? It was a real shock to me, and it actually made me fully realize what a handsome man Ncuti Gatwa is. Like, I already thought he was a good looking guy, duh, but I guess his mustache didn't really do it for me and I was mostly just having fun with him as a good performer. But when this man stares soulfully into someone's eyes for romance reasons? Wow, he really turned the charisma up to eleven in a way I was not expecting and thoroughly enjoyed.

Gatwa is the flirtiest Doctor we've had in a minute. He feels, appropriately, like a different spin on the 10th Doctor, given that we're back in our RTD era of Who. He's always laying on the charm, and honestly when we first met him and saw him with Ruby, I was wondering if they were going to go a more romance-y vibe with the two of them. I would have been on board for that! But now unfortunately my heart has been totally stolen by Groff's sexy bounty hunter time travel man named Rogue, who makes D&D jokes, listens to Kylie Minogue in his spaceship, and who remains serious and grumpy until the Doctor can coax some gentle smiles out of him over the course of their initially hostile back-and-forth.

Everything about the two of them on screen together was honestly electrifying in a way I never expected. They stand too close together and make intense eye-contact. The psychic paper is an ally and tells Rogue that the Doctor thinks he's hot. He says "I'm in love" when he sees the TARDIS for the first time. They share the tragedy of losing travel companions, continuing on through space and time, leaving people behind. When the two of them danced together and they did the full-on Austen movie thing of everyone else fading away and leaving the two of them in the center of the room, I was legitimately giggling with happiness.

And all of this was good fun, I was smiling about it all, I was prepared for Rogue to depart this episode with a... well, with a roguish wink and a potential promise to see the Doctor again sometime. But no, instead we get the setup of Rogue dropping to one knee and offering the Doctor a ring as part of their "cosplay" moment to lure out the shapeshifters, and then we get the moment when the Doctor cannot bear to sacrifice Ruby to save the world, and Jonathan Groff kisses the Doctor, with all the tenderness and feeling in the world (Ruby gasps and sighs when she see this and honestly girl SAME), and then he steals the remote for the trap, selflessly saves Ruby, and sacrifices himself to get rid of the threat to Earth. And just before he does so, he says "find me" to the Doctor???

And then the episode ends with the Doctor putting his spaceship in orbit for him for when he comes back, and putting the ring on, and giving a little salute to the sky??? How dare! I was not prepared to feel real emotions on this day about these two! Yowza!

So yeah, that last part was more just an emotional ramble about the things I did witness with mine own two eyes on this television program, but you get the point. I would have probably smiled and enjoyed the gay Jonathan Groff shenanigans no matter what, but I was not expecting the truly intense level of connection I felt between these two characters. I really hope we see him again someday. Preferably while the Doctor is still wearing Ncuti Gatwa's face.

I can't wait for more of this show, this is the first time in years I've been properly enthusiastic about new Doctor Who content!

9/10

[sirenofthegreenbanks]

so i thought about this a bit more and im p sure that the aspect that has been drawing me to write novel wenzhou at all is that i adore the parts in the novel when zzs is travelling around by himself. hes such an interesting guy. we dont get nearly enough zzs-me time because hes immediately meeting the rest of the main cast and gets sucked into the wkx vacuum. im not complaining abt the wkx vacuum i love wkx and the wkx vacuum is very funny and fitting and i adore their early novel interactions, without these things tyk wouldnt be tyk. but i want more of just zzs, mucking around by himself. and i guess i didnt realize thats what i want, i think. i mustve thought that what i want is just more of wenzhou. im always hungry for wenzhou so thats not an unreasonable assumption to make. but iii ,, dont care??? for them??? like that??? apparentlyyy????? (specifically talking about fic writing here. its different when i read fic.) i love exploring wkx through fic writing, but from an outsider‘s perspective that is not zzs?? i love hyperfocusing on zzs and his shenanigans, just him, without wkx?? i love exploring these two guys‘ endless potential for surprising you with always yet another different side to them, yet even more depravity, yet even another boundary that each of them has crossed. i love boulding them up as mirrors of each other, and one is the strange guy and one is the more normal one but its not who you expect it to be. and i think?? i like doing that with the otp layer removed?? just looking at them as two people within the same world, and they may have or may have not smth going with the other but frankly thats not my concern?? i think thats what interests me. not the slash writing. not the slash writing at all

[badlibbing]

Initially I was gonna talk about this in my fandom list post, but figured it needs its own separate post because it's a doozy.

Have you heard of Mortasheen? Now you have! The official website is here, but if you're short on time I'll give you a rundown. Think D&D plus Pokémon, but with wacky mutant monsters and way fewer rules. It's an open-ended RPG with endless possibilities. Take your squad of weirdos across a surprisingly ecologically diverse world in the distant future, and try not to die while doing it. (No pressure, though; if you die you can just come back as a zombie, although there are some downsides to that...)

And now for a summary of each monster class!

Bioconstructs: The absolute base class of monsters, this is a broad category encompassing man-made abominations that don't fit into the more specific man-made classes. Just about every function you can think of is covered here— it's got fighters, sentries, laborers, livestock, entertainers— you name it, there's probably a Bioconstruct for it.

Arthropoids: Bug people!!! Possibly the best class overall, everyone else go home. But yeah, it's exactly what it sounds like. This specific category of man-made monsters consists of arthropods (and sometimes panarthropods) combined with human genetics, resulting in some versatile and badass creatures.

Vampirics: Ah, our first class not spawned by human shenanigans! These ancient abyssal assassins have risen up to stake their claim on our world, and they're not nice. But who knows, maybe you'll get one on your side?

Botanicals: These odd organisms of man-made origin are mixes of plant, fungus, and animal. Their unique physiology makes them quite resilient to physical damage, but be sure to keep them away from fire.

Ectosaurs: Powerful ghostly entities of uncertain origin. Most of them will only see you as prey, but if you play your cards right, they can make great allies.

Zombiespawn: Remember those zombies I mentioned? Sometimes they try to make babies, and usually that doesn't go too well, and we get these gross things as a result. What else would you expect from a barely-functioning body in a state of perpetual decay and regrowth?

Jokers: Despite not having man-made origins, these guys have a conspicuous resemblance to our idea of clowns and related goofy concepts. Oh, I'm sure it's just a coincidence... still, these gas-filled tricksters are a force to be reckoned with! It's better to have them as allies than enemies.

Unknown: Hey, where did these come from??? Nobody really knows, but they're strange and often dangerous. Watch your back.

Devilbirds: Ancient relics modeled after common human vices. Personally one of my least favorite classes due to (in my opinion) a lackluster execution of an interesting concept. Eh, they can't all be winners. In any case, don't get your hopes up for recruiting one of these monstrosities; most of them are pretty heartless!

Biomecha: Plain old Bioconstructs are sooooo last millenia... combining flesh with machinery is where it's at! That's what some monster trainers are saying, anyway. Time will tell if they're right.

Wormbrains: Now, this one is my actual least favorite class. It's just flesh puppets controlled by brain flukes. Credit where credit is due, the designs of some of these monsters are really cool (there's even some Junji Ito references in there)! I'm just not a fan of the concept.

Fectoids: These neat little guys are the ultimate bioweapons, able to shift between multicellular monster and microscopic swarm, taking on whichever state best suits the situation. It's fascinating! Hard to appreciate the ingenuity when you're being infected, though.

and last but not least...

Garbage: Well, some people would say they're the least, but I for one have a special place in my heart for these children of pollution and experiments-gone-wrong. We don't have mistakes, just happy accidents! Besides, this class holds perhaps my favorite Mortasheen monster of all time...

the Agblap! Lookit this little guy!!! Ain't it just the cutest thing?

Now that you're familiar with the basics, why not take a look at the website and see which monsters are your favorites? You can also check out the creator's main website for all kinds of interesting content! I don't know how to wrap up this post lol bye

[trainingdummyrabbit]

homestuck x kny au

idea: John fucks up worse and so they all have to appearify some guys (the hashira + kamaboko squad) from 1915 to correct this. Shenanigans ensue, like, Genya attempting to do some ✨Ectobiology✨ and getting angry at a computer (he doesn’t get how it works) and he somehow causes the thing to EXPLODE. and that causes some more shit to happen.

thoughts?

long sighs. yeah i asked for this i guess. under the cut, its Long.

[deep inhale] so. im assuming youre talking about "fucking up" re: the whole ectobiology deal, in that somehow things didnt go quite right and it went all sideways. im going to have to cheat a little and modify the setup a bit due to the Mortifying Ordeal Of Homestuck Lore and say that rather than ectobiology-ing themselves and their alpha versions, we instead geeetttt.... lets see. we'll just go with tan-nez-zen-ino. because this cast is already so goddamn tangled and i dont want to add 10+ more of them KJFNDK;; do not ask me about the deeper ramifications of ectobiology, i promised myself that i would never do that again about 5 years ago at this point. anyway.

we're going to pretend like this doesnt completely unravel literally everything going on (this is (probably) a doomed timeline just on account of existing btw. nice going hero.) re: time shenanigans and event loops. and then we'll assume pretty much everything goes the same re:cascade and the scratch and sessionhopping. its already a goddamn mess so im going to allow myself to have a little fun.

you are one (1) Tanjiro Kamado, member of the demon slayer corps. your job is the eradication of Demons, entities of various appearances and skillsets that ravage the lives of everyday civilians. while most are weak enough to take care of singlehandedly, some of them cause horrific amounts of collateral damage before being able to get under control-- and your family unfortunately was one of these cases. your little sister Nezuko miraculously survived, but not without injury. you hope that with your efforts you will be able to help provide for her to help her recover, and keep this from happening to anyone else ever again.

thankfully, demons seem to disperse into various materials when slain, but their seemingly endless number seems to be taking a hold on even the most staunchly determined slayer. your companion Zenitsu oftentimes works himself into hysterics over how you all are "going to be stuck here for the rest of your short, miserable lives," but Inosuke, another ally, just seems to be having a great time fighting these things off.

one day, your quartet individually stumbles upon strange devices youve never seen before-- projecting images of light and seemingly directing you to do... something? its not very clear, but between their appearance and the manifestation of strange patterns of light in the sky, you have a feeling it may be A Little Important.

...anyway, you get the gist. its sburb, build and avoid a huge fuckoff meteor, we've all been there, i dont need to explain. ill just bulletpoint out the rest from here.

Tanjiro - Prospit Dreamer, Heir of Time. Nezuko - Derse Dreamer, Maid of Blood. Zenitsu - Derse Dreamer, Page of Doom. Inosuke - Prospit Dreamer, Thief of Breath.

Originally not supposed to be active at all, Nezuko worked in secret to try and help her brother out in the field. Even if he worried about her, this was Her choice and Her decision to make. She didn't want to just sit and watch on the sidelines anymore. Unbeknownst to the rest of the squad until after they entered the medium, she functioned as a mystery fourth player, completing the loop.

and then theres the whole verse-intersection thing and the complications of Time Loops and [waves hands around wildly.] im gonna admit, this is about all i got in me about this, the hs timeline is a poorly wound ball of yarn that i do not want to tug too many strings of, etc etc. definitely went super off-script, its whatever. i spent like an hour looking at classpecting info and detangling the implications of a new cast of players interacting with a shoddily closed timeloop. iam allowed to make it messy.

[long exhale] . never ask me to do this again. bows.

[waywardstraysau]

It’s Showdown Time!

By: Mod Nightmare

During a routine shift of helping out in the Portal Room, Jack, Hunter, and Edric accidentally get transported to another world

One Jack is intimately familiar with

Let the action/Rom-com shenanigans begin!

(This is the first of a series of one shot shenanigans Mod Nightmare will usually be writing when she needs a break from her own projects! And maybe Aeon, but probably only Nightmare)

……….

The first indication that something had gone wrong, at least in Hunter’s perspective, was when he started to regain consciousness, despite not remembering what knocked him out.

The second indication was a hard boot slamming into his back-

“YEOW!”

Hunter bucked up to throw off his assaulter, whipping around with a snarl as he got to his feet. However, his anger was quickly washed out with confusion as Edric hastily motioned for silence.

He looked… scared.

“Whats wrong?” Hunter questioned, voice low to not startle the greenette as he finally took in their surroundings. 

This is NOT the portal room, what the fuck

“Jack’s in trouble” Edric answered, gesturing at the entrance to their dingy prison cell, where an angry-looking jungle cat was prowling back and forth, glaring at them. “Long story short, you’ve been… “out of commission” for two hours”

“What could have-“ Hunter started to demand, before memories of an overloading portal invaded his brain. “Actually, better question, what did I miss”

“Long story short, portal overload, we ended up in the “treasure room” of some evil overlord Jack knows, guy was NOT happy to find us there” Edric explained, ticking off fingers. “Jack talked the guy out of outright killing us, but now we’re essentially hostages unless our resident robotics whiz tells aforementioned evil overlord how we got in”

“…Chase Young?”

“From the stories we’ve been told, most likely” Edric replied as he followed Hunter to the bars of the cell. “I’ll warn you now, Jack was not exaggerating, dude’s hotter than the surface of the sun”

“We’ll torch that distraction when we get to it” Hunter replied, tapping a claw against the bars of the cage. 

As expected, the big cat lunged for him, clawing at the empty air where he witch had just been. 

“Okay, Vex, wake up, we need you” Hunter ordered, pulling his hoodie collar a bit so his little palisman could dart out, hovering attentively next to his head. “You’re gonna be our recon scout here. Without letting anyone see you, find Jack, give us his location, then wait in hiding for further orders”

“As you command” She responded, dipping her head a little bit before disappearing into the shadows along the wall. Edric, meanwhile, had crouched down and flicked open his enchanted school satchel, which was basically the groups infinite storage space for all their valuable shit. 

“What are we looking at?” The greenette asked as he pulled out his portable “potions” set, mostly stocked with dangerous chemicals and a near endless supply of spherical glass bottles, enchanted to contain all substances safely until thrown.  Hunter turned back to eye the big cat still clawing fruitlessly at them through the bars. 

“Obsidian reinforced with steel, I think. Mostly steel to keep functionality” he mused, checking underneath his nails. “Go with a melting solution, I want it to look like we escaped quietly out the front”

“Got it” Edric muttered, quickly filing through his available chemicals and selecting the ones he needed. “And the cat?”

Hunter simply snapped his fingers, and a spike of shadow shot up from underneath the big cats head, killing it instantly. 

“They can draw their own conclusions”

…………..

Of course Chase Young would finally be interested in me after I stopped idolizing him

It was honestly hilarious, in that ironic way, but also so, so, irritating. Mostly because the evil warlord was trying to leverage admiration that no longer existed. 

“How many times must I tell you, it was pure bad luck I ended up in your little horde room” the redhead huffed, glowering at the intimidating man staring him down. With time, the memories of servitude and being the butt of every joke had soured Jack’s opinion of Chase Young and everything he stood for. Actually, he hated every single villain he’d ever formed an alliance with at this point. All they’d ever done was use, then dump him. “I don’t even have anything you could want on me. Just let me and my friends go, and I promise, I won’t come back”

“Friends? Oh, thats a riot” Quite possibly the only voice Jack despised more than Chase’s chimed from the Heylain’s side. Wuya, restored to her physical form, was cackling her evil little heart out, clearly mocking the redhead. “I’m more likely to convince Chase to give me all my powers back than you are to have even one ally who genuinely enjoys your company”

“If this were a bet, you would have your powers back, you bedraggled old cunt” Jack sniped back, smirking at the downright offended reaction he got out of the nasty hag. “What? Did you expect me to just sit here and take your shit? Sorry to tell you, but therapy has done wonders in helping me grow a nice, shiny spine”

“You little-!” The Heylain witch snarled, looking prepared to tear the redhead a new hole, but was blocked by Chase’s arm, the overlord shooting her a warning glare.

“Your misplaced confidence aside-“ Chase spoke, putting his arm down after his point was made, then turning to face the young inventor. “-you still managed to get into my vault, with no signs of forced entry, without the Golden Tiger Claws. Clearly, you know something that could be of value to me”

“Even if I do, there’s nothing to be gained from telling you” the pale redhead replied, keeping eye contact despite the painful reminders of shitty past decisions. “I can’t go home, and I got my friends dragged into my old problems on top of that. Theres nothing you can do, or offer me, that’ll get me to do anything for your benefit”

Wuya made some sort of snide comment on his statement, but Jack just focused on keeping eye-contact with the intimidating man at her side. The redhead knew he was out of his depth, with no chance to fight off either adult if they decided to kill him, but he’d be damned if the only people he cared about suffered because he talked to save his own hide. 

He wasn’t expecting the warlord to roughly grab his chin to get a better look into his eyes. Still, Jack kept a brave face, hoping the Heylain couldn’t feel his trembling. 

“… It appears I have gravely underestimated your value” He finally hissed, jerking the boys head to the side before releasing him, turning to face some of his Jungle Cat Warriors. “Lock him up in the west wing. He requires re-education”

“WHAT”

“Chase, you must be joking” Wuya sneered as the jungle cats stalked towards Jack, who was now actively struggling against his bonds. As Chase turned to address the witch, probably just to shut her up, Jack was distracted by the feeling of a familiar set of paws scrambling up his back, underneath his trench coat. 

“Knock yourself over, you have five seconds”

Not needing to be told twice, Jack kicked out at one of the jungle cats who’d prowled too close, shifting his weight so the driving force knocked his chair to the side. However, before the second jungle cat had time to avenge the dishonor suffered by his brethren, a very big, very angry green wolf tackled it to the side, sinking its teeth into its throat. 

Chase’s reaction to the sudden intruder was quick, knocking Wuya out of the room as he lunged for Jack, but unfortunately for him, at that moment, the wall behind the redhead exploded in a glorious inferno, from which a streak of purple plowed into the Tai-chi master, knocking him back before materializing in front of Jack, the violette behind it snarling in warning. 

“Sorry we took so long, had to make the escape look physical” Edric apologized quietly, sawing at Jacks bonds with a pocket knife while Hunter intercepted Chase again, knocking the warlord back and returning to his previous defensive position. 

“You have no idea who you’re messing with, child, step aside or face the consequences” the tyrant hissed, eyes flickering to a familiar, sickly yellow. “I have need of your ally”

“The only thing you “have need” of is a good punch into the center of that pretty face” Hunter spat back, catching Vex as she darted out from Jack’s trenchcoat, eager to return to her master. “Bring it on”

Chase roared as he shifted into his draconic lizard form, lunging for Hunter directly that time.

However, instead of sinking his fangs into the small witch as expected, he was instead met with a wall of dark grey scales, ones that easily deflected gnashing teeth. As the annoyed warlord made an attempt to redirect, golden claws dug into his hide and hurled him through the door and several fortress walls. 

“Alright, we’ve lost the element of surprise!” Hunter shouted over the chaos of crumbling walls, while Edric helped Jack to his feet. As Chase poked his scaly head up from the devastation, the violette drew a circle in the air, returning Cedric to his palisman form as he blasted out another wall with magic from his free hand. “Vex, we’re out! NOW!”

Needing no other commands, the enlarged dragon slung Jack and Edric onto her back and took off, quickly followed by Hunter leaping onto her back right before she gained too much altitude. 

The euphoria that Jack experienced when he realized how much destruction the trio had just gotten away with had him shouting victoriously as Vex flew them off into the sunrise.

…………

By the time Vex had touched down again, the sun was just reaching its highest point, and all three boys had their fill of flying for the day.

Mostly because they discovered Jack got pretty airsick when he was riding on something that required a lot of movement to fly. 

Edric ended up settled at the redheads side as he threw up what little food had been left over from the previous day, thankful the trio had decided to take the pre-breakfast shift to help out with reconstructing the portal. 

It shortened the poor guys suffering.

When the pair re-emerged from the bushes, Jack still a bit disoriented from being sick, they found Hunter had stretched out on a flat rock, purring audibly as he basked in warm sunshine. 

“Um… what are you doing?” Edric questioned as Cedric jumped into his arms, eager to see his master again, despite the relatively short time they’d spent apart. 

“It’s been a while since I’ve enjoyed strong, uninterrupted sunlight” He replied, like that answered any questions the greenette had about his behavior. “I know this spot wasn’t chosen for my enjoyment, though. Why did you want us to fly here, Jack?”

“Oh! Right, that” Jack muttered, violently shaking his head to reorient himself. “I set up a secret base in this area a while ago, somewhere to hide out and live in when Wuya was refusing to send me back home. It’s nice, but… I haven’t used it in a while” 

“You forgot where the entrance was, didn’t you?” Edric accused, making the shorter teen turn a little red. Which, adorable, but not helping the problem at hand. 

“Well, its not like I can label it! It’s a secret entrance for a reason” The goth defended, crossing his arms and refusing to meet the tall witches eyes. “I just know it’s somewhere in this grotto, because you can’t easily get into it without flying”

“Which is a damn shame, this would make an amazing sun spot if it wasn’t mostly cut off from the sky” Hunter cut in, rolling onto his stomach to stare at them from his little perch, Vex taking the opportunity to jump onto his fluffy head. “Where was Jack sick at, this is basically going to be our front lawn, I don’t want it stinking”

Edric simply gestured to the cluster of bushes behind them, then passed him by as he started his search for the entrance trigger, Jack heading in the opposite direction. 

Their search didn’t end up lasting too long, as a loud scream from the bushes they’d emerged from had the Christmas colored duo darting back to check on their friend. 

They instead came upon a hole, with Vex hovering over it.

“Jack, why the fuck does the entrance trigger open up the ground UNDERNEATH it!?” Hunter screamed just as the duo’s heads popped up over the hole that had opened up, glaring at the redhead while his tail puffed out from rage. “I almost broke my neck!”

Edric had to duck back down to stifle his giggles from how cute the violettes enraged reaction was, while Jack hurriedly tried to explain his reasoning after mounds of apologies.

“If we’re still stuck in this world by sundown tomorrow, you are going to fix that stupid design choice!” Hunter finally yelled, sounding much calmer after Jack’s near incomprehensible rant. “Now get your asses down here, this place is a fucking mess, and I refuse to live in such grimy conditions!”

………..

By the time the sun had set, the trio had managed to deep-clean the entire base, to the point even the previously fucked up kitchen almost sparkled in the gentle lighting. 

Their accommodations in their temporary home were rather luxurious, including, but not limited to: a video-game room, heavy duty lab space, reading nook, and a large, welcoming living area. It alone included a nicely furnished corner in front of a huge television, a five star kitchen (which Jack had almost destroyed in his time using the place alone) with accompanying bar space, and a large dining table with comfortable-looking chairs. 

“Gotta admit, Jack, you know how to put together an awesome secret base” Hunter purred as he leaned on his palisman staff, Vex having overtaken one of the couches in the “living room” to sleep. “Despite the unholy destruction you inflicted upon the kitchen, this place looks pretty top-notch”

“The wi-fi is quite a nice touch” Edric added, and Jack found himself having to fight off a rather strong blush as he tugged at the collar of his trench coat. “Though it is pretty odd you only have one bedroom despite having a dining table that easily fits eight”

“Oh, the couches pull out! And I also have sleeping mats in a closet somewhere, I just wanted to have one private space for me” The redhead admitted, scratching his cheek as his blush got stronger. “Never really thought I’d be able to share this place with anyone long-term”

“Eh, thats because you’ve only been interacting with assholes before” Edric hummed as he threw an arm over the redheads shoulders, grinning smugly. “Now me and Hunter got your back, and we’ll make sure you’re treated right from now on”

“Thanks, that… that means a lot” Jack replied, trying to suppress a happy smile. 

“Ack, Vex, what the fuck!?” Hunter suddenly yelped from the living area, bringing the duo’s attention to him just as he dodged another attempt on Vex’s end to bite him. 

“Living room for palisman! You three share!” She warbled in that creaky, unnatural way she did whenever she physically spoke. 

“Vex, you are vastly underestimating my willingness to strangle you for a good nights sleep” Hunter hissed dangerously, fingers twitching.

Both Jack and Edric took a step back, as it just occurred to both of them Hunter had a total of eight hours of sleep in the last three days thanks to a combination of bad nightmares, insomnia, and a whole night of tracking down two preteens after they got lost in the woods. 

The sunbathing and sheer ruthlessness of his blatant feline homicide that morning now made a lot more sense.

Vex, however, was unbothered, choosing to land on the backing of the sofa. 

“You underestimate this ones knowledge” the palisman purred back, shooting the other two teenagers a sly look. “We get living room, or all secrets exposed. Choice yours”

 Hunter visibly stiffened at the threat.

“Fuck this” He finally muttered, storming off in the direction of the bedroom. When Vex leveled her gaze to the two other boys in the room, she received dual notions of surrender.

“We really need to get some dirt on her” Edric muttered as the female palisman ducked out of view. Jack simply shuddered in response, the thought of his personal fears and insecurities being put on blast enough to resign himself to his fate. That was, until Edric flung an arm over his shoulders, and in a teasing tone whispered “See you in bed then, sweetheart”

Jack was left in the room with his brain essentially fried as Edric giggled and sauntered out, only moving again to slap his hands to his face as the automatic doors closed behind the greenette.

Jack was left in the room with his brain essentially fried as Edric giggled and sauntered out, only moving again to slap his hands to his face as the automatic doors closed behind the greenette.

Jack was left in the room with his brain essentially fried as Edric giggled and sauntered out, only moving again to slap his hands to his face as the automatic doors closed behind the greenette.

[sublime-beyond-loss]

Having listened to most of the narrator’s lines in Dungeons 2 and 3 over the last few days, the Dungeons narrator really is the TSP narrator Doing His Thing, just in a different game series. 

I’ve decided to make it my headcanon that the Dungeons-verse is where he fucks off to during the skip button/epilogue/whenever the player stops playing TSP. Dude’s clearly living his best life narrating the Dungeons games. Everyone is a morally dubious asshole in these games and there are no true good guys, so his more cruel streak shown in some of the endings in TSP is right at home in this verse, and even then he still throws the player bones using his powers over the narrative just as much as he likes to fuck them over. He clearly starts developing a softer side for the ‘evil’ faction by the end of 3 too.

One of the more surreal aspects about going from TSP to this is that in Dungeons 3 he starts to regularly converse with at least one character in the game, which given some of the things Ultra Deluxe puts out there about him, it’s weirdly cathartic to see this lonely bastard finally making some friends who can talk back to him and that he can bounce off of and get into endless snark wars with lol. Yeah, it’s probably not actually canon to the TSP narrator, but if you try to put some continuity between the two series, it really does feel like the bastard goes through the found family trope and some character development by the end of Dungeons 3. A weird, horribly messed up family, of course, but at least he’s taking his omniscient narrative powers out on people who more than deserve it now lol.

Probably the weirdest thing a few of his lines imply in Dungeons is that there might actually be an entire narrator species out there, and boy if that isn’t a scary thought lmao. 

There’s also some nice meta irony to be had in the fact that he might very well be narrating the games for Stanley while not knowing that he is doing so, if the player is one who has already played the role of Stanley before. Especially since he becomes the voice for the voiceless Ultimate Evil protagonist (antagonist) of the game on multiple occasions since it (yes, that’s its pronouns if you’re looking for a game where you are called by those pronouns the entire time) cannot speak for itself. 

And I mean, there’s something really nice about the idea that if you consider this the TSP narrator, that upon leaving the room after being repeatedly skipped by the player (if that’s what happened), or giving up on his game and its sequel after it bombed (if that is what the epilogue is implying), or even when it comes to the existential stuff about him knowing he’s a fictional being who only exists while being perceived by the player and thus the game being turned off by the player cannot be a good thing for him, that him finding himself narrating a series of games where the plot is more goofy than anything and everyone is laughably evil, thus the stakes are much lower, and that he suddenly has other characters to bounce off of and alleviate some of his existential dread. It feels like a surprisingly good bookend for a character like him. While he doesn’t know it, if the player is someone who played TSP before, he’s still narrating a game for Stanley, and in the end, while he has no way of knowing this, the player didn’t abandon him as thoroughly as he thought, if the skip button shenanigans are to be taken into account. 

He starts narrating in a much less oppressive and frustrating setting for him once he has let go of the parable, and he can even interact with the player in an ever so slightly more co-operative manner once he no longer knows it’s Stanley he’s still gaming with lol. I think this is the closest thing to a happy ending you could get for the TSP narrator. Now he narrates for a world where everyone needs a therapist as badly as he does so it all evens out for a change lol. Here we were all sad about the epilogue when it turns out the narrator just went off to narrate Dungeons instead lol. (It’s canon in my heart)

[notchesandbullets]

Tangy Starfruit and White Sea Foam (Tiger!Todoroki x Reader)

Warnings: none, unless you count ridiculous amounts of fluff and shenanigans (oh and cursing). hints of BKDK and Kami x Jirou, pro-hero AU, aged-up!AU, Todoroki’s a tiger as a result of a quirk accident that happened on the job. Todoroki and reader are in a established relationship. Bakugou gets tied to a tree, Shinsou and Tsuyu are good friends, you and Todoroki may have a mishap on your hands in the near future. Featuring the rest of class A + Shinsou.

A/N: third and final piece for @ultimate-astridwriting​ ‘s hybrid collab!! i had an entirely different thing written out for tiger todoroki, it was 2.5k words full of angst bc real life is shitty atm but then bam, i got an idea while eating dinner and now here we are xD. get ready for sun and sand at the beach with a graduated class A!!

Words: 7k

Golden sun raised high in the sky scorched the earth below, turning the pristine white sand into scalding hot lava. But that didn’t hold back the group of 22 from surging forth.

Happy squeals that tumbled from the girls as they caught sight of the sparkling blue waves dancing on the horizon turned into wheezing laughs and yelps as the sand burned their bare feet.

Jirou whooped, a wide smile stretched across her face as she grabbed Yaoyorozu’s hand. “Last one in is a rotten egg!!”

“No fair, Kyoka-chan!!” Uraraka huffed as she pumped her short legs to go faster and catch up. 

Kaminari hollered obnoxiously, screaming all the way into the ocean as he tore right past you. 

“Do not run!!!!” Iida yelled, trying to make himself be heard above the clamor but to no avail.

You smiled at him sympathetically but he merely shook his head and followed after them to make sure none of his former classmates hurt themselves. 

They’re lucky to have you… You thought to yourself, clapping a hand over your mouth when the sound of him scolding Mina and Sero reached your ears from all the way across the deserted beach. 

You had found this isolated spot a long time ago, back when you lived on your own and had yet the privilege of calling anyone family. This was a place of comfort for you, a gem hidden away from the greedy eyes of the world looking to corrupt anything and everything that was pure. 

Here, you found solace. You found peace.

After you graduated from UA and everyone was giving each other teary goodbye hugs in the common floor filled with all the boxes of things they all had to move into moving trucks, you offered up one day. One day, if everyone wanted to come, you would show them a place very special to you.

The girls had a vague idea of where you guys were going based on the swimsuit dress code. In all honesty, maybe you should’ve made it a little harder for them, but they were your friends. And you were too excited. 

Here, on this beach hidden by dense foliage and sheer cliffs, your little piece of paradise remained a secret. Until now.

“Y/N, come on!!!” Hagakure shouted, waving excitedly for you to join them.

“In a minute!!” You yelled back, looking back to see if your boyfriend was following. “Shouto?”

You spun around in a full circle when you couldn’t find him, a frown twisting your features until Shoji came up behind you and tapped you on the shoulder.

“He’s coming.” He told you, jerking his chin back a few paces the way you guys came to signal where he last saw him.

You shot him a look of relief for his well-timed reassurance. “Thanks.”

Shoji dipped his head, hoisting the basket slung over his shoulder higher as he motioned for Tokoyami to pass you. “No problem.” 

A skeptical Tokoyami followed the gentle giant, muttering under his breath why the use of quirks had to be banned for today. Koda waved to you shyly and you smiled.

Iida had made it a rule for the day that no quirks were allowed to be used unless in case of an emergency. This was to do damage control and hopefully prevent a fight between Bakugou and literally anyone else. 

No one had any arguments. They were all here to relax, not think about their work life. All villains and life outside of this paradise was put on hold until tomorrow came.

You decided to wait until Todoroki caught up with you, and since everyone had raced on ahead, eager to soak up as much sun as they could on the one off day they were all able to get off together, you leaned back against the rough rock and tilted your head up to the sky.

Sighing wistfully, your eyes fluttered shut as the sun’s blazing afternoon rays warmed your body.

You knew what showing them this place meant, and you knew that your friends were fully aware of it. It had been something so special to you for so long that you sharing it with them meant that you trusted them a great deal. 

They were honored.

As rising pro-heroes in the world, they were constantly swamped with malicious villains, endless paperwork, press conferences and training the next generation. There was no time for rest.

But your former classmates were insistent that time be taken out for that purpose amidst all the craziness, especially Bakugou. 

Down time was important. It was necessary. Or else you all would burnout and then none of you would be any good to save anybody. 

This is why you chose this place. 

It was secluded enough where there was no paparazzi, no cameras, no exposure and no one was the wiser. Here, you guys could be as loud and as free as you wanted because there was no one around to threaten that fragile bubble of happiness. 

Heaving the bulging bag full of food and other amenities that you had swiped from Yaoyorozu as soon as you guys arrived higher on your shoulder, you wiped the bead of sweat from your forehead as it started to drip down your face.

“Shouto, c’mon!!” You encouraged aimlessly, since you didn’t know where he was. “Don’t you want to join the others?”

A faint rustle came from the bush a yard away from you and then it stilled. “No.”

You fought back a smile at the curt reply. You could almost envision that pout on his lips. Cheeky boy.

“Shouto~” You sang, fishing out a piece of his favorite food and waving it in the air, knowing that he could smell it. “I have a present for you…”

A beat of silence passed, and then two fluffy ears, one white and one red, poked out from the brush.

You suppressed a smile, knowing that would only make him leave in a huff and then his stubbornness wouldn’t let him come out and joy you for another hour. You couldn’t do that, he would miss all the fun!!

Waving it a bit more so that the enticing scent of the delectable food encouraged him out of his hiding place, you opted to hold your ground. “C’mon, Shouto. I promise, no tricks.”

His facial expression didn’t change but his ears perked up a bit and you couldn’t help the small giggle that escaped you. He was adorable.

Todoroki’s face fell the second he heard you laugh. “You’re laughing at me.”

You stopped immediately and straightened up, shaking your head. “I’m not.”

“Yes, you are.” He pushed back, crossing his arms over his chest as he stepped out of the bush with stray leaves clinging to his fur and branches sticking out of his head. Plopping down on the dirt, he puffed out his cheeks.

Your eyes softened and you set down the heavy bag, keeping your form relaxed as you tuned out the splashing and shrieks of laughter coming from the ocean.

“I’m sorry I laughed.” You apologized sincerely, never once breaking eye contact with your boyfriend. “I just thought you were very cute.”

Todoroki snorted, a sound so unlike his normally stoic and guarded demeanor, burrowing his face into his arms resting atop of the knees tucked into his chest. “That’s not funny…”

Your smile saddened a fraction as a memory washed over you as though it just happened yesterday. 

Trouble had a habit of finding your beloved boyfriend and last week was no different. 

The villain he was fighting against had a particularly interesting quirk, since he could manifest certain traits of people into their animal counterpart based solely on their personalities. 

Todoroki wasn’t put off until someone pointed out that he must have rage like a tiger, making him internalize everything and now a good seven days later, he still had yet to come to terms with his appearance and strange habits involving a diet of primarily meat. 

Fuyumi had sobbed how grateful she was that you were willing to take care of her brother in your apartment until the effects of the quirk dissipated. He was arguing with his father a lot more than usual and the tension in the Todoroki home had skyrocketed.

You brushed it off, merely telling her it was the least that you could do. 

Your boyfriend had a tough time adjusting to his new normal. Things were hard for him to grab and he couldn’t cuddle you like he was used to. He liked walking on all fours since he found he could go a lot faster when he used all his appendages instead of only half. 

His quirk, however, had been giving him a particularly rough time and the finesse he had honed of over the years disappeared overnight.

To say that Todoroki was upset about it was an understatement. 

He would do nothing else but sit in his room for days when you brought him home with you, refusing to let you in unless you came with a peace offering. 

That always smoothed things enough for you to talk to him and you were hoping it wouldn’t fail you now.

Todoroki eyed the fish skeptically, tilting his head curiously when you offered it up to him once more. With the pace of a snail, he uncurled from his protective ball and padded forward slowly, raising his nose in the air to sniff.

“Hungry?” You asked sympathetically. 

Todoroki hesitated a second before nodding slowly. 

Your shoulders dropped and you knelt down, holding it out to him. “Here.”

His eyes lit up and his tail flicked back and forth, gaze darting to you instinctively as though to ask if it really was okay.

You bit back a smile but the corners of your eyes still crinkled and you inclined your head to give him the go ahead.

Before you could blink, the fish was swiped from your hand and as soon as your eyes focused, you burst out laughing.

There, Todoroki crouched on the ground, chomping on the tasty treat.

Wiping off the palm of your hands on your hiking shorts, you beamed down at him, offering out your hand for him to take. “Feel better now?”

“Maybe…” He mumbled quietly as he polished it off before reluctantly accepting the invitation.

It wasn’t that he didn’t love you or love to shower you with affection, it was just that he was used to doing all of that when he was fully a human, not a hybrid. 

It was weird.

He found himself clinging desperately to your old t-shirts when you left the home to go on patrol, waiting around for you to come back. He heard when your heartbeat would speed up whenever he was around and how your breath hitched when he leaned in to kiss you goodnight.

Ever since the start of your relationship, he had been the one to take care of you. And he liked it that way.

This dynamic was foreign to him. And he wasn’t sure if it was because he truly disliked you taking care of him, or if it was because of something else. 

Todoroki was broken out of his deep thoughts the instant you came to stand right next to Iida. 

Before he knew what he was doing, the edges of his mouth pulled back in a menacing snarl and he pounced.

The unsuspecting Iida landed hard on the white sands with an ‘oomph’.

“Todoroki-kun!! Please control yourself!!” Iida shouted, doing his best not to hurt him as the tiger hybrid clawed at him.

You gasped. “Shouto!! Oh my gosh, Iida, I’m so sorry!!”

Pulling him off of the other, you went rigid as your boyfriend whined in your ear. The sound was too low for anyone else to pick up on, but you heard it. 

“What’s wrong?” You whispered as Iida brushed off his swim shorts, thrusting his hand straight up into the air to stop Kaminari from drowning himself in an attempt to prove to Sero and Mina that he could hold his breath longer than they could.

Todoroki wrapped his arms around your waist, mouth pressed in a thin line as he buried his face into the crook of your neck. 

You allowed yourself to relax against him as he pawed feebly at your sides, getting as close to him as possible. 

With the increase in physical contact, the tension melted away from Todoroki’s broad form and you heaved a sigh of relief. 

“Awwwww~” You cooed teasingly, reaching behind you to pinch his cheek gently and tugging until his smile morphed into a scowl. “Who’s the big scary tiger?”

Todoroki swatted you away, scrambling back until he was free from your affectionate hold on him. It wasn’t his fault he couldn’t control his protective instincts and it certainly wasn’t his fault for reacting the way that he did when he smelled Iida’s scent all over you. You were his.

Of course he was going to protect you.

Baring his teeth at the tease, he hissed, tiny fangs on display. 

You shouldn’t have found that as cute as you did.

Two more bodies shouldered their way past you and you grinned. 

“Took you two long enough.” You smirked, wrangling your boyfriend back when he struggled in the firm grip you had around his arms to prevent him from knocking another person over.

The power couple had a habit of falling behind their ranks while getting lost in their own world. It was disgustingly cute.

Bakugou rolled his eyes angrily and gnashed his teeth. “Now you’re counting, dumbass? You’re worse than the shitty nerd.”

Midoriya ignored that comment as he sidled past you warily, forest green eyes sympathetic once they fell on your significant other. “Todoroki-kun still hasn’t changed back yet?”

He had seen the news coverage on it when the incident happened. Luckily, he wasn’t physically harmed, just physically altered, but it didn’t look like it was going away anytime soon.

Planting your hands on your hips, you yelped as Todoroki ripped himself from your grasp to tear off after Shinsou and tackled him next when he got too close to you. “No, not yet.”

Spraying white sand everywhere with his hind legs, it was almost endearing how his head raised and heterochromic eyes blinked back at you as soon as your voice sounded, silently begging for permission. 

You followed his gaze to the ocean spray behind you and shook your head fondly, suppressing a smile as you jerked your head in Yaoyorozu’s direction. She would watch over him and make sure none of the other boys bullied him.

“Go on.” You encouraged softly, and that was all he needed.

While Bakugou set up the tent for him and his boyfriend so that Midoriya wouldn't get sunburnt, not that he would ever admit to doing it for that reason, your best friend eagerly asked for updates on all the latest changes.

Whipping out his hero notebook, his eyes shone with enthusiasm. “What has he been eating?! Does he prefer tuna or white cod? Oh, oh, oh, is there a difference in his quirk?! How does it impact his—” 

Midoriya’s endless and excited rambling was cut off by his fuming boyfriend as he smacked him over the head and he cried out in pain, clutching his head. “Wahhhhh, Kacchan!!!”

“Shut the hell up, Deku.” Bakugou snarled, stomping past him to throw a bottle of sunscreen at you. “Put this on, shitty woman.”

You grinned, already squeezing the tube to squirt some onto your hand and slathered it on your arms. “Aw, you do care.”

“Go die.” He hissed, turning on his heel so abruptly that he almost slipped.

You refrained from giggling as he furiously, yet meticulously, took out various food items from the picnic basket that he had brought with. No matter how much he claimed he didn’t care about any of you, actions sure spoke louder than words. 

Class A had graduated from UA all together and each and every one of you had secured a spot as a sidekick for many top pro-heroes all around the country. Before a year had even passed, all 22 of you had made a name for yourself, so much so that you were all almost as famous as the pros.

Midoriya was the first one to start his own agency, no surprise there. But what was a surprise was Bakugou following right after to build one right next to his.

The general public suspected it was because that area where their agencies were was riddled with violent crime, but you knew better. You all did, really.

How could anyone miss the lingering gazes filled with adoration and passion?

“Y/N, come on!!” Shinsou hollered, ducking under Shoji’s arm to sprint back towards you. “You’re missing all the fun!!”

“Be right there!!” You shouted back, rearranging the tablecloth on the ground so that it would lay flat.

You still needed to grab the bag you left at the foot of the cliffs because it was getting too heavy for you to carry. But you chanced a glance up and the glimpse of your friends had a wide smile breaking out on your face. 

Todoroki was splashing in the shallows, completely soaking his fur. Jirou and Hagakure shrieked as Mina chased the two of them around, sparking an impromptu game of tag. Koda was in the middle of showing Tokoyami his seagull friend when Uraraka bumped into him. 

Tsuyu and Kirishima were beachcombing for shells a little bit away when Kaminari skidded to a halt in front of them with Yaoyorozu in tow.

Aoyama, Ojiro, Sato, Iida and Mineta were playing beach volleyball with the inflatable ball that the former class president had brought along with them. 

Dragging the beach bag behind you over to your spot that you set up far away from the shore so that when the tide came in, it wouldn’t wash everything away, you took out an array of towels, more sunblock, floaties, snacks, water bottles, coverups and a pair of sunglasses for Aoyama in case he forgot his again.

Standing up tall, you cupped your hands over your mouth and yelled, “Lunchtime!!!”

Several whoops and hollers pierced the salty air and you snorted when Midoriya almost tripped over his boyfriend’s outstretched feet in his haste to get there first. 

Amidst the clamor and friends swarming around you, you twisted around, looking for your tiger hybrid boyfriend. “Shouto—”

“I’m here.” 

You jumped as the low rumble sounded right by your ear, shivering unconsciously as his warm chest pressed up against your back. 

“Hey…” You murmured as he mashed the top of his head in between your shoulder blades before planting a soft kiss there. “Did you have fun?”

He nodded, resting his chin on your shoulder to look over it as everyone rearranged themselves in a large circle. 

You and Bakugou took care of the food prep while all your friends engorged themselves on the pre-made sandwiches and finger food.

“Oi, half-n-half bastard.” Bakugou growled, breaking the bubble of peace you two had with his temper that came out the longer your hands stayed motionless. “Stop bothering her, she’s not doing shit.”

Normally Bakugou’s crude language didn’t bother or upset Todoroki in any way, so you were shocked with a snarl echoed, washing over the group and effectively silencing them.

You squeaked as his arms tightened around you almost protectively and landed with an ‘oof’ as he pulled you to the ground.

“Shouto?!” You cried out incredulously as he unabashedly nuzzled his face into the hollow of your throat, setting his thick thighs on either side of you.

You rolled your eyes when Bakugou went rigid with anger. You could feel the heat emitting from your beloved’s glare as he locked stares with the pomeranian who was furious that the dumb extra thought he was flirting with you.

“That’s enough.” You scolded, though it was unclear who you were really talking to. 

Neither wavered.

“Icyhot, you dumb fuck.” Bakugou spat, never once breaking eye contact, even as the chatter picked up again. 

Todoroki snarled but the expression of rage contorted into meek sheepishness as you ran your fingers lightly through his hair, being mindful of his ears. 

Humming softly, you coaxed him back down to earth long enough for common sense to return to him. 

Todoroki bundled you up in his arms, tail swishing back and forth lazily as he held you. “Sorry.”

You shook your head at his apology, knowing he couldn’t fully control his impulses sometimes. “Not your fault.”

Bakugou snorted, smacking Kirishima in the face with a fish fillet when he asked to see what he was cooking. “Yes it fucking is.”

He just barely managed to dodge the shoe you launched at his head, straightening up with an enraged scowl etched on his features.

“OI!!!!”

You giggled, wiggling back to get comfortable against Todoroki’s chest. “You deserved it.”

“TAKE THAT SHIT BACK!!!!!” He thundered, smoke coming out of his ears.

“Kacchan!!” Midoriya cried out, wrestling back his boyfriend before his temper tantrum could reach the two of you. 

He begged Jirou or Kaminari to help him but the two of them simply flipped the bird to Bakugou, and he exploded. 

Literally. 

What happened next was a flurry of the class rep containing the situation and a spark of green lightning before it was over as quickly as it started. 

“I’m going to fucking kill all of you.” Bakugou seethed angrily, eye twitching from where his loving boyfriend had used One for All to pin him to the ground, tying him to the trunk of a nearby coconut tree until he calmed down.

“Ah…” Midoriya winced sheepishly as his glare turned on him. “K-Kacchan—”

Jirou’s loud slurping of the smoothie that Sato just made interrupted him and she regarded the fuming grown man disinterestedly. “Who’s up for a game?”

“Oh, oh, oh, meeeee!!!” Hagakure shouted, raising her hand high in the air alongside Uraraka and an intrigued Tsuyu. 

“MEEEEEE!!!!” Mina screamed, nearly blowing out Kaminari’s eardrums as he collapsed on top of his girlfriend.

Jirou pushed him off without hesitation, fighting back a smirk when he let out an overexaggerated whimper of pain, knowing full well that he wasn’t actually hurt.

Shoji stopped what he was doing to pay attention and even the usually shy Koda looked interested in her proposal on how to deal with the tied up pomeranian thrashing in place. 

Jirou raised an eyebrow slyly and everybody held their breath in anticipation.

One.

Two.

Three.

“PIN THE TAIL ON THE BAKUGOU!!!!!” Jirou screamed, holding up a sticky dart that they all regularly used for training.

How she managed to sneak equipment out of the agency she worked at was beyond you.

Jirou whooped, scrambling forward and held it up high. “I’m going first!!”

“Me next, Kyoka-chan!!!” Uraraka pleaded.

“Class A, this is highly inappropriate!!!!” Iida shouted, trying to curb the situation before it got out of hand.

Too late.

As the girls, save for Yaoyorozu, clustered gathered around a livid Bakugou, Tokoyami uncrossed his arms and pushed off of his post from where he had been keeping watch over the perimeter of the beach.

“I will join.”

You and Todoroki were both surprised, not expecting the normally reclusive individual to join in on the shenanigans. 

Your dropped jaw caught Tokoyami’s attention and the corner of his mouth twitched in amusement. 

“I find great satisfaction in tormenting the souls of the wicked.” He declared impassively and a light bulb went off in your head. 

“Ahhhhh,” You drew out with a grimace. “I get it.”

Back when you guys had lived in the dorms, Bakugou had made the fatal mistake of scaring Tokoyami during Halloween, making the latter let out an inhuman scream that traveled all the way across campus. Even though he had sworn to the moon and back that it was accidental, that there was no way he was actively participating in the game that Raccoon-Eyes and Flat Face had going on, Tokoyami never forgot it.

And now it was time for his revenge. 

Tokoyami caught the tomato that Sero threw his way and tossed it up in the air with the most menacing glare on his face as everyone advanced to the struggling pro-hero.

“Bakugou, you ready?!” Kirishima shouted excitedly, removing the gag from his best friend’s mouth.

“PISS OFF, SHITTY HAIR!!!!” Bakugou exploded once he was free, yanking at his restraints even though he had no chance of getting out of them. 

His boyfriend tied them.

Hagakure tapped Jirou’s shoulder warily. “You think we should’ve left it on?”

The other girl shrugged nonchalantly, unbothered by the rage rolling off of him in waves. “Eh, he would’ve found a way out of it eventually.”

Shinsou twirled a piece of Tsuyu’s hair that he was braiding, boredly looking on at all the chaos as they all pushed and pulled each other. He had asked Aizawa to teach him how back when he lived in the dormitory so that he could do it for Eri whenever she came over to visit. 

“Shinsou-chan, are you going to take a turn?” She asked curiously, staying still so that he could braid her long hair properly.

He shrugged even though she couldn’t see him. “I don’t really see the point in it.”

“Kero,” She ribbeted thoughtfully. They were the only two not contributing to the shouting other than you and Todoroki. “I see.”

“Ehhhh?!?!” Kaminari exclaimed, losing his footing as he accidentally tripped over Kirishima’s foot and crashed into Shinsou.

Shooting him a sharp glare as all his hard work undid itself, Shinsou pushed himself off the ground, not sparing him a glance as he marched back over to the frog girl to fix it.

You giggled to yourself at Kaminari’s expression of mock hurt but pursued your lips quickly when his head snapped towards the sound. Pure smile dripping with innocence, your shoulders shook with laughter when he turned all the way around suspiciously, piercing gaze landing on his girlfriend as she doubled over with laughter at something Yaoyorozu said.

Bakugou thrashed helplessly against the coconut tree. “I’M GONNA FUCKIN’ KILL YOU, EARPHONES!!!!!”

But Jirou’s boisterous chortling was all that answered his threat.

You sank back against Todoroki, sighing blissfully despite the war raging on as they started the game, Bakugou protesting violently all the way. 

Angling your head up, your eyes squinted against the sun but you still smiled as soft fur brushed your cheek.

“Are you happy, Shouto?” You asked softly, quiet enough to not catch the attention of the others as they yelled for Midoriya to keep his boyfriend still.

He paused, choosing to play with the fringe of your shirt instead of responding right away. “Right now?”

Your smile dimmed a fraction, not expecting that answer. “... I suppose I meant just in general, but you could answer with whatever comes to mind…”

You trailed off, leaving the question itself open ended so that he could opt not to answer it if he didn’t feel comfortable.

Todoroki hesitated. “Where… Where is this coming from?”

Outright frowning now, you pushed off his knee so that you could sit across from him to see him better. 

“I was just wondering...” You said slowly, trying to keep the defensiveness out of your voice. 

Was he not happy? Why did he hesitate? Would he be happier with someone else? Did he not want to be with you anymore?

You shook your head at the insecure thoughts invading your head. That wasn’t right. He would’ve told you if he didn’t want to put work into this relationship anymore. You two had made that pact when you started dating, to break it off if one person no longer wanted it instead of stringing the other along and ended up hurting you both in the long run.

Taking a deep breath to calm yourself down from spiraling too far, you steadied your heart before opening your mouth again.

“I asked because I wanted to know.” You told him honestly, speaking from the heart. “Your happiness matters a lot to me, I always want you to be happy. That’s why I wanted to ask.”

Placing a hand on his knee, you smiled apologetically at him and the shenanigans from your friends faded into white noise as you tuned out everything else besides him. 

Your Shouto. The person you loved the most in this entire world. The one who had been with you through thick and thin and the one who swore he would never abandon you. 

He knew what those words meant to you. He had your heart.

And you had his. 

Todoroki’s heterochromic eyes softened a fraction and his ears and tail drooped as he realized that he had acted so defensively out of reflex.

“I—”

“You don’t have to apologize.” You reassured him swiftly, clearly. You knew what he was going to say. “You didn’t do anything wrong.”

Todoroki’s rapid heartbeat steadied at the loving conviction in your voice and a breath he didn’t know he had been holding in whooshed out of his lungs.

Reaching out, he laced his slim fingers with yours and tugged you closer to rest his forehead against yours. 

He closed his eyes and sighed. 

“I am happy.” He murmured quietly so that only you could hear him, emphasizing the soft declaration with a gentle squeeze of your hand. “I feel… the most when I am with you.”

Despite his words growing softer and softer, you still heard them and your heart leaped in your throat.

Swallowing thickly, you gave him a wobbly smile at his admission and fought to keep the tears at bay as you leaned in to press a quick kiss to his lips, commending him for his bravery and vulnerability when it came to expressing his innermost thoughts. You knew it wasn’t easy for him to do.

“I’m glad.” You sighed, trying not to get too caught up in the moment so that your emotions didn’t run away from you. “And I’m honored you feel that way around me. I will continue to do my best to make you happy.”

This time, Todoroki was the one to frown, his nose twitching in displeasure. 

“You do not need to do anything.” He stated matter-of-factly, tilting his head in confusion. “It is your company, I believe, that makes me feel this way.”

That was an understatement. You elevated his heart and spirit in all the best possible ways. With your encouragement and kind nature, he felt like he had the strength to do anything. Including tough out this quirk incident that was causing a huge inconvenience in everybody’s lives.

Todoroki ducked his head and hid a smile, recalling to mind the time you blurted out in passionate fervor that it was not an inconvenience to anyone, let alone you, when he confessed thinking such to you. 

You really were too kind to him. He was going to make sure you were protected forever and always. 

Nudging your temple softly with his nose, Todoroki purred contentedly as your sweet scent washed over him like the summer breeze. 

“Starfruit and coconut?” He questioned curiously. 

Ever since his temporary transformation, he had been picking up more and more of what you smelled like, and he loved it. But this certain combination was brand new to him.

The tips of your ears burned red and you gnawed on your bottom lip shyly. “Y-Yeah… it’s a new lotion. I liked the scent.”

Todoroki hummed thoughtfully, another throaty purr emitting from his chest as waves lazily crashed upon the shore. His arms tightened around you in silent request and his ears perked up as you repositioned yourself so that your back was flush against his bare chest.

“It smells good.” He finally admitted, glancing down at you.

You shifted in his hold, stretching out your legs and crossing your ankles. “Yeah?”

Todoroki buried his nose into your soft hair and inhaled deeply, eyes fluttering shut as he thought about how lucky he was to have someone like you in his life. How much tragedy and hurt he had to go through, what he had to sacrifice almost to the point of giving up, when he met you.

You were his light, his partner, his everything.

Vibrant turquoise and cloudy grey hues softened imperceptibly as they gazed down at you, his tail coming around to wind around your thigh, clutching it almost possessively. 

“Yeah…” He whispered, allowing his eyes to finally slip shut as the sun got to him, exhaustion washing over him like a tidal wave. 

And you, you sat there in his embrace, ready for whatever this life threw at you next. Because in spite of the hardships, you knew that you could face it together. 

Playing with his fingers, you relaxed against him and wriggled more comfortably into his side. 

“Hey, Shouto,” You murmured under your breath, fully aware that he couldn’t hear you based on the even rise and fall of his chest. “When we get home…”

Hooded eyes darted to the bag you brought with you, honing in on the small cube outline bulging from the pouch on the side. The size of a ring box.

“I have something to ask you.”

Bonus: 

Everyone had worn themselves out. Night had fallen, the ambiance only broken by the occasional remark of the ocean spray as they made themselves known. 

Stars twinkled high in the sky and the group of 22 felt the most at ease that they had been since they assumed positions in society as top pro-heroes. 

Well, all except one.

Bakugou glowered at his boyfriend sitting a couple paces away from him. “Deku, I swear to fucking—”

“Kacchan, shh!!! I’ll never get this opportunity again!!!” Midoriya whisper-shouted at him, furiously scribbling in his hero notebook. 

He glanced up once in a while at your sleeping form draped against Todoroki’s white and red fur. 

He had turned into an actual tiger halfway through the night when everyone else had fallen asleep and Midoriya had no idea if it was because he felt at ease enough that he let go, or if this was another step in the quirk manifesting itself. Either way, it was incredibly interesting and he was jotting down everything he noticed.

Rolling his eyes when his fanboy of a boyfriend didn’t put down his pen, Bakugou tapped his foot impatiently. “Of course the fucking Number One Hero still is hung up over these shitty extras.”

Midoriya squealed excitedly despite the other’s discontented grumbling, clutching his notebook close to his heart. “Kacchan, it’s so cool though!!!”

Bakugou huffed, turning away but that was so he couldn’t see the pinking of his cheeks.

Alright, look, it wasn’t his damn fault the shitty nerd was so fucking cute when he got like this!!

Tugging at his restraints purposefully, Bakugou burned a hole in the back of Midoriya’s head when he refused to look his way.

“Oi, let me out of this shit.” He demanded hotly, trying to blast his way through, only to find out that the ropes were made of some kind of quirk-cancelling material.

Fuck.

“In a minute.” Midoriya babbled, waving him off as he scrambled closer to his slumbering friend to get a better look. “Todoroki-kun is so cool!!”

Bakugou’s eyebrows scrunched together at that and he frowned. “What the fuck, you shitty nerd?!”

Midoriya yelped as a red aura emitted from him. “Eep!!! K-Kacchan?!?!”

“IS THAT A CHALLENGE, DEKU?!?!?!?!”

“N-No, of course it’s not!!!” Midoriya replied desperately, waving his hands to ward him off and hopefully stop him from waking everybody else up.

That hope was diminished as quickly as it came as Bakugou roared. “WAKE THE FUCK UP, ICYHOT!!!!!” 

“I really rather not.” Came the dry reply, catching the both of them off guard.

Bakugou recovered quickly and his expression contorted into fury. “WHAT THE FUCK?!?!”

Midoriya approached him cautiously, hoping to placate him. “K-Kacchan, maybe we should—”

“HAH?!?!” His head whipped around towards him, wrists already chafed from how hard he was yanking against it. “YOU STILL THINK FUCKIN’ HALF-N-HALF IS BETTER THAN ME?!?!”

“I didn’t say that!!!” Midoriya cried out.

Bakugou leaned back against the trunk, vermilion eyes glinting dangerously. Every muscle in his body was coiled and ready to strike. “Get the fuck over here, damn nerd.”

Midoriya’s feet moved before he knew what he was doing until he came to a standstill directly in front of his boyfriend looking at him with an entirely different expression on his face. 

One of mild interest and pure determination.

Bakugou smirked. “I’m gonna make you eat your damn words, Deku.”

His eyes lit up at the implication and he ground his fist into the palm of his hand before untying the bonds. 

“Bring it on, Kacchan.”

.

.

.

“WHAT THE HELL DID YOU TWO DO?!?!” You shrieked, horrified at the sight that greeted you in the morning. 

The two of them were covered head to toe in bruises and scrapes, and absolutely soaked. 

Iida was the most upset. “NO QUIRKS WERE ALLOWED ON THIS VACATION!!!!”

Bakugou stuffed his hands in his pockets and scoffed. “Vacation’s over, Emergency Exit.”

“THAT IS NO LONGER AN APPROPRIATE NICKNAME!!!!” Iida corrected and you pinched the bridge of your nose.

“I can’t believe this.” You mumbled to yourself exasperatedly. “You guys actually sparred all night?!?!”

“L/N-san, it was awesome!!!” Midoriya rambled enthusiastically, the glow in his eyes never faltering even as Iida continued to chew out a bored Bakugou. “Kacchan was so cool!!!”

You sputtered. “This was supposed to be a vacation!!!”

“It was!!” Midoriya insisted with a determined pout and you shook your head.

“You don’t understand the concept of a vacation, hospital boy.”

“Hey!!”

Tokoyami nodded, satisfied as Iida punished Bakugou with a week’s worth of chores despite the fact that none of them lived together anymore. “Vengeance is served.” 

“Anyone got any food?” Hagakure chirped while Mina whined in the corner about how hungry she was.

Kaminari was already rifling through the beach bag you brought with you, fishing out every single piece of food you had left. 

You looked on fondly at them as they handled the food emergency themselves. You were lucky to have friends like these. Ones that could goof off whenever and be as silly as you were, as well as be there when it counted. 

Todoroki tapped you on the shoulder with the tip of his tail, offering up a bagel he had managed to snag before everyone else emptied out the reserves. “Hungry?”

You shot him a thankful look, breaking it in half to share with him before munching on your piece happily. “Very.”

The two of you basked in the momentary peace the sunrise brought as Bakugou argued against Iida that he wasn’t even the one to start the brawl, even though it fell on deaf ears.

You bit back a smile as Todoroki’s tail looped around your waist, pulling you into his side and you laughed lightly. “Is this your way of telling me you want to cuddle some more before we have to go back?”

“Maybe.” He mused, gaze filled with adoration and humor as he fixated his eyes on you.

Todoroki blinked slowly, dipping his head down to draw your head close to his. “Y/N?”

You tilted your face up at his inquiry. “Yes?”

The depth of love in your eyes was reflected in his heart.

“Later today, if you get a chance, stop by my agency.” He requested somewhat timidly and you raised an eyebrow in surprise at the odd desire.

“Yeah… okay, sure.” You affirmed with what you hoped to be a reassuring smile to put him at ease, even though you had no idea what this was all about.

Todoroki chuckled softly at your lost expression. You looked cute when you were trying to figure out what he was thinking. No chance though, you could think about this one all you wanted, you were never going to figure out where he was going with this. 

“There is something I would like to ask you.” He hinted with a mysterious smile, unlocking his grip around your waist to stroll over to Koda and help him pack up the picnic basket.

It took a second for you to process. And then another passed before you realized what he meant.

“W-Wait a minute— Shouto!!!!”

Ringing laughter was all that accompanied your cries and torrent of questions as you asked over and over again if he was insinuating what you thought he was.

In a moment of bravery, he threw you a wink. “You have to wait to find out, Y/N.”

“No fair!!!”

“Patience.”

“UH UH, YOU CAN’T JUST LEAVE A GIRL HANGING LIKE THAT!!!!”

“I don’t see how it’s any different than what you pulled last night.”

“... I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

Todoroki shrugged nonchalantly, aiding Iida and Yaoyorozu in packing up the rest of the supplies. “Okay.”

“TODOROKI SHOUTO, GET BACK HERE!!!!”

“Wait six hours, Y/N.”

“SIX HOURS?!?!?!”

Your wailing only made that grin on his face grow. “I could double it.”

You shut your mouth at that ominous threat. Like hell he was going to do that to you. 

Todoroki smiled triumphantly but it only lasted for a second when you glared at him.

“You’re a cruel, cruel man, Todoroki.” You proclaimed dramatically, stumbling back when Kaminari took that opportunity to plop a heavy basket in your arms to make you carry it.

Todoroki’s shoulders shook with laughter at your attempt to catch yourself. You were as clumsy as a newborn deer. “I learn from the best.”

Your eyes glittered with mischief and throwing down the basket, you sprinted over to somewhere behind the rocks, disappearing from sight.

But your voice still carried.

“BAKUGOU, I’M GONNA KILL YOU!!!!!!”

[arctimon]

The Beta Team That Never Was - Fanfiction Corner (BH6 Edition)

So all of this Peni Parker comic talk actually got me thinking about the process of her being included in my fanfiction.

I wish I could tell you it was a long and arduous process, but...

OK, maybe some of it was hard.  But when you have a virtually endless supply of Marvel characters that you can use for possible teammates for Big Hero 6, you have to go with your gut.

We all know that the team will be Robbie, Aspen, Peni, Doreen (eventually), and Kate.  But there were six other candidates that could have been in the mix as well.

And five of them have their emblems here:

These were made before I actually knew how to make hero emblems properly.

Some of them you might recognize.  Some you may not.  But we’re going to go through them all, from left to right.

And to start...it’s really hard to draw tiny hearts.

1.) Riri Williams/Ironheart - Ironically enough, it was around the time that Hiro started chasing Sirque around the town in “Portal Enemy” that I started brainstorming her.  A teenage genius, stuck as to what to make, sees “Captain Cutie” and the chase on the news and gets brainstorming.

Thus, the Power Armor is born.

And she gets so excited that she bolts off to San Fransokyo to show her idol what she’s created.

And then, as per the Big Hero 6 Fanfiction Clause states...shenanigans ensue.

It was an interesting possibility, but the thought of Ironheart was really late into me doing the backstories of the people that I had chosen, so she was pushed aside.  I don’t personally see me revisiting her in the future, but who knows?

2.) Nadia Van Dyne/The Wasp - Back when Karmi had first been pulled out of SFIT, there was a young woman who wanted to recruit her into a special organization.  It was one that brought together the greatest female minds in their fields, and Karmi was on said recruitment list.

The organization?

Genius In action Research Labs, or G.I.R.L. for short.  And it was led by the Wasp’s daughter, Nadia Pym (later changed to Nadia Van Dyne).

Plot-wise, this was probably the person that I got the farthest with, since the story would’ve been more of a focus on Karmi than anyone else.  Also, the idea of writing someone with Bipolar Disorder (which Nadia was confirmed to have in her latest solo run) was intriguing if nothing else.

Unfortunately, it sort of dried up from there.  A lack of a central conflict, uncertainty as to how many of the other girls (Taina, Priya, Shay, and Ying) to have, and how to handle her actual powers stopped it cold.

But seriously, how do you write in the ability to shrink to microscopic size?  That’s not really a thing, even in a world as futuristic as San Fransokyo.

3.) America Chavez/Ms. America - The mere idea of a Superman-esque Latina teenager was enticing, especially because America, in her relatively short comic history, was with the Ultimates and the West Coast Avengers (meaning there was a possible Kate/Hawkeye angle).  Making start-shaped portals was the Silent Sparrow angle, and the all-around badass, headstrong attitude would be the counter to Honey Lemon’s more nurturing personality.

But being from an alternate universe (which has very recently been retconned in the comics in part because she will be appearing in the MCU and Doctor Strange 2), no real villain to play off of, and becoming possibly way too overpowered for the BH6 universe, she was scrapped.

It’s quite a shame.  I really like her in the comics that she’s in.  Perhaps there will be an opportunity for her somewhere down the line...

4.) Alison Blaire/Dazzler - A pop star with light-based powers?

Or better yet, a struggling artist with acoustikinesis?

Her power to convert sound into light was what originally drew me to her.  Something that could be made into a technological ability, unique enough to put a (pardon the pun) spotlight on it.

An actual blonde instead of whatever HL’s hair color is.

Heck, she even has a half-sister named Lois that could have been the antagonist (death tough, destruction waves, and the like).

But she quickly got lost in the fold.  Better ideas (like Kate and Doreen) got more of my brainstorming, and she was eventually given up on.

But funnily enough...

It’s almost like she’s already in the show.

(See, for the people who may be new, one of the many Marvel theories that I’ve touched upon is that High Voltage is actually this universe’s version of Dazzler.  Juniper is Alison and Barb is...well...Barbara London, Alison’s mom).

Hey, @baymaksu​ totally agrees with me kinda sort of.

5.) Cindy Moon/Silk - I knew right from the get-go that I wanted a Spider-person on the beta team.  I also knew that I didn’t want Peter.

No offense to Peter Parker.  He’s fine.  But there’s a billion other Spiders out there, and I wanted someone out of the normal vein of Peter, as well as even Miles and Gwen.

And in came Cindy.

Locked away in The Bunker because of her spider powers manifesting, she was eventually released by Peter and thus began her entrance into the main Marvel world.

Her “unique ability” is her improved Spider-Sense, which Peter has said is even better than his own.  That, plus her other powers, brought her the closest out of anyone to being a member of the Big Hero 6 Beta Team.

As we all know, however, Peni ended up getting the spot over Cindy (for the family angle with Hiro and the giant robot that she pilots).  On the other hand, Cindy would later make her debut in the stinger of the last chapter of Along Came The S.P.I.D.E.R., along with Miles, Anya, and Joey.

Unlike Riri, Nadia, America, and Alison, Cindy and the rest of Peni’s little Spider Society are going to be showing up in future stories.  And if I can get everything in order, they will be starring in their own story set in the Big Hero 6 universe.

Finally, I have no emblem for them, but the honorable mention goes to...

6.) Lunella Lafayette/Moon Girl and Devil Dinosaur - Yes, there was a point in time where I was seriously considering putting a nine-year-old super genius and a giant red T-rex into my stories.

Ignoring the giant...”red flag” here, the reason why Luna never made it is the same reason why I haven’t put Rishi in anything yet.  It’s because I don’t really know what to do with supergeniuses that young.  Hiro is at least a teenager and thus has teenager-y problems to fall back on (like puberty and Karmi and all that jazz), but a nine-year-old?  That’s a little too extreme for me.

When I was nine, I was busy playing with sticks in my backyard with my brother, not solving unsolvable puzzles from Bruce Banner.

...All that, and the giant dinosaur.

But hey, at least Disney is jumping on the MG/DD train.  That’s good to see.

Crossover potential, perhaps?

P.S. - As I was finishing putting this post together, it occurred to me that I may get this possible question in the comments, so I’m going to head it off at the pass.

“You know that all of your possible superheroes are girls, right?”

First of all...sexist.

Second of all...true.

That was about 90% on accident.  The actual team (Robbie, Aspen, Peni, Doreen, and Kate) has only one guy on it (two if you count Eli, three if you count Tippy-Toe).

I don’t really have a good explanation for that.  I like all superheroes, but I think that the girl and woman superheroes need some spotlight, you know?  I could have pulled people like Namor or Miles or the male Hawkeye into the mix, but to be honest, I find the characters I chose more interesting than a lot of the guy characters I was contemplating.

Of course, nothing is stopping any of you from using those characters in your stories.  Be my guest, not that you really need my permission or anything.

But you can’t take Aspen.  Aspen is mine. (Spoiler: Aspen is not mine.)