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[yizukikhons]

Danny is Nightwings Son(Angst)

@ Two of my favorite creators @wolfsrainrules and @wolfjackle-creates

While in jail for the murder of Blockbuster, it is discovered that Catalina Flores(Tarantula) is pregnant. Even though it was only once, it only takes once. Due to the length of her sentence, the baby is put up for a closed adoption and is taken in by the Fentons. They raise Daniel as their own, and he looks enough like them, with his black hair and blue eyes, that no one questions it. Even though his unruly hair is too curly, his nose is too strong, and his skin darkens under the midwest sun to a shade none of his 'parents' have in their families.

Unfortunately, Vlad finds out about this when he tries to use Jack and Maddie's DNA to make Danny from scratch. Vlad is furious. His whole focus is on Maddie. On his need to not be the only one of his kind. And while Danny is still a halfa, he is not Maddie's son. He's now flipping between trying to kill Danny and trying to steal custody to make Danny his son and no one else's. During these events Danny's halfa status is revealed along with the fact that he's adopted. When Danny finds out he, Tuck, and Sam hack into his records and find his birth mom. Finding out his mom is a murderer is not something Danny ever wanted to know, but he does now and he flees to Bludhaven, the location of Nightwing, to ask him about his mom and hopefully find out who his Dad might be.

I don't have a lot more for this scenario, but Nightwing does not take being confronted by his son, conceived through rape after 14 years, very well.

[brucewaynehater101]

Was afraid of sending this ask until I recalled the wise words of Junko Kaname

“If you find yourself at a dead end and there’s no other options left, doing something the wrong way might do the most good.”

Plus I'm anonymous. I've got nothing to fear

Platonic Omegaverse AU based on "Back and There Again" by wolfsrainrules and your fic "Words Unspoken" on ao3 —WAIT WAIT WAIT!!!

toss in "Three Robins walk into a tower" by Law_10 plus the fic where Tim gets Surgeoned wings

Also there's some unreliable narration later in this ask which evolved into a fic lol

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Setup; Tim gaslights and lies to himself about Batman's abusive treatment towards him until he's forced by Jack to stop being Robin

When Stephanie comes along, he helps by giving her notes and recordings from his time as Robin, making up for where Batman lacks in training her himself

This leads to Stephanie learning and calling out just how bad his tenure as Robin was, being more distant with the Batfamily + professional-ish w/ Bruce

They try to spend as little time possible with the Bats for their own sakes from them on because the other would worry for them

While Tim doesn't have as much time as Barbara, he does presume an Oracle-like role for Stephanie to help her out

Stephanie also becomes quick friends with the Teen Titans. She's got Tim's seal of approval

Janet Drake dies. Tim is grieving and now he's stuck with Jack so he copes Batman style on the computer—

ooh nooooo. deadpanning??? that's just how I grieve, officer. I can't believe someone would kill my daaaad! who could have done such a thing? Oh you already have him detained and you're even imprisoning him in a whole 'nother state that isn't a revolving door! Thank you officer! You're my hero

Tim set things up so Cluemaster and Jack were unknowingly in the same area and Cluemaster accidentally killed Jack

But nobody is gonna figure that out. It's not like he did the deed!

And who else could advocate for the villain being jailed for life after killing a millionaire away from the New Jersey State itself than the new star of a CEO for Drake Industries, Edward Drake? The fact he works remotely from home and is insanely reclusive is totally irrelevant!

In unrelated news? Tim and Steph have become best friends who flip flip between who they have sleepovers with

Whoop! Suddenly there's two Robins running around often at the same time and they are manaces! Menaces to society I tell you!

Together they train to become the best Robin duo there ever was!

Oh no, I made this a "it gets better before it gets worse before it gets better fic" FUCK ME

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Titans Tower isn't crack like Three Robins. In fact all the Robins are screaming and crying at each other

"You stole my name!"

"You stole it from Richard first, how about you apologize for taking away the very name his own parents gave him!"

"It's not just about Robin but my place in the family dammit!"

"Why would you not come back already! The family misses you! We aren't even daughter and son! We're just unpaid interns at best! We could never take your place. they think you're dead but the spot is open for you if you ever come back! We never replaced you! We're here until you return!"

"Batman's a crazy kid beater Tim!" Steph's right but even with a support system, abuse does a number on ya

Alas, Jason is not seeing reason and while he gets bruised up and does it back, the two Robins at least didn't get beat as much as Jason wanted. Small mercies

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When Jason finally comes back into the fray, it's smoother than he expected. Weirdly enough, he hardly saw his Replacements in the Manor, but given he wants as little to do with them as possible? Small mercies

When Damian comes into the fray and tries to prove himself in the form of attacking both Robins? Proof that there's lots of cult deprogramming to do; but for Jason?

It's nice having demon brat around again. Dami understands what growing up in the League was like and the Replacements spend even less time around him when in the Manor. Any instances where they would usually be asked to interact face to face are done through voicemails or emails instead

Man, Tim must really be living up to Eddie Drake's image if he only sees him and Stephanie as Robins on the field now

Meh, for all he knows they're prancing around with the other bats

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It's his 16th Birthday

Stephanie is first and only to know

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Whenever Red Robin laments getting Spoiler's image tarnished in the super scene for good when it just could have just been his alone, she hounds him for it

As she does when he looks back to his time of cloning, thinking about their mutual lack of spleens instead of the dead

it's progress

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The Core Five of Young Justice sit together in silence. Typing together contingencies for when Batman enacts the third test and beyond

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"Demon brat," says Todd, ruffling Damian's hair

"Dami," says Grayson, trapping him in arms

"Son," says Father, says Pennyworth

The Replacements Father owes life debts to say "Robin," and nothing else until the public is upon them. Then they say "Wayne"

"Damian" when it is professional and polite West etiquette 

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It wouldn't be the first time a villain---Dynamics Master---came from another dimension

The second time they were fixated on biology

Or the third time their targets were Bats

Least of all a new permanent divide between Batman and his proteges came

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Jason hasn't let go since they got out

Neither the pups Replacements with each other

"Unhand me Todd!" Damian. His puppy fussed.

'Responsibility' Jason corrected himself. He kept him close to his chest

Didn't matter what Dami had to say. His scent betrayed him; distressed-puppy-scared-omega-help-please

Emoting through smell. Wouldn't be the worst thing in the world if it was just him and Damian

Jason didn't even realize when he started purring and rubbing his wrist against Damian's hair. Probably another "Dynamic" thing the villain raved about

Something about not wanting to be stuck in a world full of people unlike theirs, since this was the norm in their own

Damian yipped—his hearted melted, good god these Dynamics can't pick if their truth serums for thought or straight up liars themselves—as he buried his nose in the kid's hair, inhaling the smell of puppy-pack-omega-here-safe-and—

His nose scrunched with distress refusing to part from Damian

That wasn't right, it wasn't parting from him either

In fact it's been a chore to not gaze at the PUPS! Replacements the other side of the room

Replacements who would have long since left the room without a goodbye since all their checkups and duties were done for the day

Replacements who's gazes flicked between them and each other

And wore bandages over their wrists and necks

'Scent-blockers' he recalls the villain saying

Jason bared his teeth at them for a warning to— to— he had a pact to protect

Red Robin and Spoiler jumped to their feet and ran out the room, forgoing closing the doors, not once letting the other's hand go

. . .

For some reason, he and Damian's scents felt worse than ever before

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Brown and Drake don't say his name anymore

that is if he ever sees them at all outside of Robin

They don't appear in high society either. Father said they made a scene about faking responsibilities, injuries, and sickness to get out of dealing with elites forever

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"That villain really did a number on you, didn't he Dami?" 

"I remain unshaken!" Damian announced, wrapping fresh scent-blockers around his wrists

When the Manor's doors opened to reveal Jason—wearing blockers himself—Damian was already running towards him, not locking back at Dick until he spoke again

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Another alien invasion—one needing all hands on deck—done with. All that was left

And barking a warning at the Replacements to not get up in his personal space

"Man, not even their teammates want them," he swore he caught a rookie hero say off-handedly, "and they're still allowed in Young Justice?"

But practically everyone was here catching their bearings, so in case he misheard it

"Hey, hey! I heard you talking about Spoiler and Red, right?"

The rookie turned to him, "You mean the nutcases?"

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'Ever-constant despair' Cassandra had to say about the pups Replacements when Jason's hand started hovering over his phone

Alfred had commented on a trend from before the villain where they barely appreciated their meals without the other with them, otherwise they deigned for quick, efficient meals

afterwards it became impossible to get them to eat anything at all without the other with them

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For the first time, Jason felt unfulfilled from Dick's octopus hugs. He was slowly and painfully spenting less time cuddling Damian now and he still didn't feel as hollow.

He grumbled in a way that came with being an 'Omega' and Dick didn't vocalize back. He didn't smell anything but chemicals from Richard— everyone actually

Jason felt hollow

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Once when Jason met up with Damian after the kid changed his blockers

He whiffed Misery

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It was during a drug bust that things really went downhill. That Jason realized he couldn't do this anymore

It was the usual. Drop in. Stop the operation. Pack things up; just with the added downside of his stronger sense of smell making drugs stink like never before—even through his helmet

Spoiler—who came in on a short notice—seemed to have the same problems, coughing like there was no tomorrow.

He could almost swear to hearing keens of all things in between her fit as she shook violently in a way he hardly saw her do

Unmasking wouldn't be an option until the Cave, so she seemed to settle for placing a hand on the bandages on her throat

He placed a hand, on a crate for support. The drugs smelled awful, sure, but to render him dizzy? It was strong, but not that much

It was then that she noticed the blood on her hand which came from blood splattered on the bandages earlier

"Shit— do you mind if I swap out my blockers quick Red Hood?" She wiped down her glove for as much blood she could

"I'm not your boss Replacement."

She scrambled to grasp for her pockets and used her now less-bloodied glove to unwrap the bloodied bandages

'Great' he wanted to spit out 'I can smell you through my helmet and your costumes.'

Instead he got hammered with the puppy-alpha scent of pup-in-danger-not-safe-omega-hates-me-help-save-me

Jason wasn't even sure he could keep himself still, but he did it. It didn't matter if his brain was rewired or scent glands got grafted onto him, he was the master of his own body—!

He can't do this anymore, he can't—

nobody one else for sure

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Jason was going insane

He entered the cave to see Batman on the Batcomputer, but that wasn't what he was focused on, unwilling as it was

Stephanie might as well be clinging to Tim's shoulders for life, looking at the screen of the laptop he typed on

The two had forgone their blockers, forcing their scents to mix and mingle in the air, drowning the place in together-alone-pups-alpha-omega-miserable-together as he picked up bits of a discussion between about about 'dynamics' and a 'syringe' together

Tearing through his skull however was their frequent keens of miserable-pack-hates-us-we're-not-safe-here

Unseen by them was Damian, stiff if not for the movement of breathing and the gazes of oh god that was longing

Jason used all of his willpower to not tear off either of their blockers and he took Damian's hand

Try as he might, he couldn't resist keening in response to his pups. His response making the others stop barely made him feel better

Jason was going insane

He has to put an end to this

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With even Barbara having to go offworld, Batman entrusted Tim with keeping charge of Gotham

After Batman left, he couldn't be faster in delegating some of the job to Jason, shakey as his limbs were

The back of Jason's brain tingles with deja vu seeing the sorry sight that is Timothy

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A hospital in Gotham admitted a new patient

Days later, word hit the streets that Joker was good as dead, a vegetable for life, if only for the bare minimum brain activity and heartbeats keeping him going

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'For once,' Jason thought as he stocked up his chosen safehouse to hunker down in, 'The Bat was right but too late in not entrusting me with unclipped wings'

He would do anything to make Gotham more peaceful than it's ever been for this string of months. Even pull every favor he had to get it done

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"Pack everything you want to keep more than anything in your suitcase pup. nothing for keeping face, we're going to be alone"

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"Steph! Red Hood betrayed us, it was a false alarm. Alert the on-world Bats and—!" Scent withdrawal was a nasty, nasty thing if a hug and an older omega's scent was all it took to knock the pup out

Omega-protector-here-you're-safe-now-pup wafted through the air yet unable to purge the misery-alone-unsafe clinging to them both

Jason would rectify that soon

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Stephanie had been on her wits end and her mind frayed alongside Tim's in ways everyone and thing else would envy

Today that thread of sanity snapped. She had no pack—she can't trust anyone—Tim needs her!

The Drake Manor acquired a broken window, which the super-computer stored in it's secret bunker promptly noted for repair. no girl or boy would see it for a time

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Deep in the Batcave, Cassandra gazed at the syringe full of fluid

A syringe which would be innocuous if not for it being locked in a suitcase that needed a mix of Tim and Steph's Dynamic vocals and pheromones to activate

Something achieved only after intense trial and error, prediction of randomly timed password lockouts, and guesswork on what clips of the two making sufficient audio were Dynamic vocals, and which of their items retained enough pheromones to trick the technology it was fresh from their wrists

Included with the syringe were documents of its nature

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Danger!-unsafe-unwanted-pack-where-are-you-please-don't-kill-me flooded the room after Tim caught sight of Damian and Jason

The omega chuffed, pack-omega-here-pup-you're-pack

An omega-puppy's keen, i-don't-get-it-confused-you-hate-me

A puppy's yip, omega-is-safe-protector-pack-scared-unsafe?

"You're safe pup," Jason crooned, combing his fingers through the teen's hair, "You belong to my pack and so will Stephanie, nobody, not even we'll hurt you."

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All the desperation in the world couldn't get Stephanie to escape a Red Hood who'd spent the last months studying their battle tactics endlessly

And even more months packless meant a new pup in the roster led to him purging the air of anything but his scent of precious-pups-you're-my-pack-i-love-you

Tucking his new pup in the nest, he did a round of checking on the safehouse's security, then his nest, making sure the pack was sleeping comfortably. He scented them again for good measure

Exhaustion wore on his bones. Wrapping his arms around Stephanie as Tim did Damian

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Something was coming, Jason shot up, longlearned in trusting his gut, and as the only grown pack member? It fell onto him to protect them all

He froze at the approaching scent of a beta-pup, another pup, but how?

He heard the mechanisms of the front door unlocking and locking again, and waited for what was coming

The scent drew his gaze to Cassandra's eyes, Cassandra who was waffing lonely-packless-beta-pup-i-want-my-pack-confused

No matter, Jason made room in the nest for a fourth pup, and chuffed for her to come in

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Jason has maybe a year left of three of his pups being pups according to their Dynamics until they're full-fledged adults

All those months before they stewed in misery because he let their pride and societal expectations trump it all

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"The syringe" is all Cassandra has to say about her sudden dynamic

As Tim confesses, those three Young Justice members had wanted to do something about Stephanie and him withering away

The solution? Reverse engineer their own biology to craft a more autonomous means of gaining a dynamic

Jason huffs that he and Dami weren't their first pick

That being said, he isn't saying no to three more pups

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Word rapidly spreads that the Batman's baby birds were spirited away by Red Hood

Even quicker is their meta status of the same vein

Asking strangers "Would you rather get caught doing child-involved crimes by Red Hood, or laying a scratch on his pups?" becomes a viral sensation much like Man vs. Bear

Rogues throw their hands up once Wonder Girl, Superboy, and Impulse join the fray of Red Hood's adoptees

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When the Bats return back to Earth, they find those who stayed have not only cut contact with the rest of the world outside of Gotham and Young Justice, but have dragged Young Justice to join in on pushing their new isolationist policities to their absolute limits

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When Batman discovers photos of the Joker's mauled and unrecognizable body have gone viral on Twitter, he's dissapointed at his own surprise as how easy finding the details were

All he had to worry was verification, which was simple enough

When the hospital's data shows that it was done with claws and teeth, unrecognizable pheromones matching just one boy he knows

Jason grins at him, omega canines on display

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Is it Batman's business if his pups hand over a syringe and their favorite hoodies to a precious little light down two parents to Joker Gas?

Jason thinks not

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I accidentally made a fic

How did this happen? Oh well then

Extra Notes

This was just meant to be a Jason & Damian & Damian thing but then Stephanie and Young Justice and Cass snuck into the nest

And this transforming into a fanfic that was semi-jason-centric wasn't on my bingo but lol

Also rip if you dunno wtf the omegaverse is lmao

Even if Joker is out of the game, Jason couldn't prevent his inventions from getting out there and being reverse engineered and being distributed, hence how Duke's parents still took the L

Now a little Jason think piece

In Canon, he's arguably just as guilty as Bruce for Joker's crimes and victims after he doesn't kill him then and there

Arguably because he cares more about Bruce than the victims and collateral of Joker's deeds

Jason in a position where more than ever, he sees family and community as his world, to the point it's need to live on a psychological level? Threats cannot be allowed to exist

Or at least be able to do anything meaningful for as long as they still live

Joker is at the top of that list. And if Jason can come back from the dead? So could he. What to do?

You only need a beating heart & brain activity to live, and Batman won't let him his long time nemesis die, even as a mercy

I'd present more questions and ideas that didn't get into the final product and do another round of editting but my computers gonna die now lol

Go crazy, go stupid about my ask everybody

Alright! I do in fact know what the omegaverse is. I don't particularly like it for a variety of reasons, but some of the concepts are cool. If I wanted to have similar enough dynamics, I typically read shifter AUs. They have the pack bonding, the scent shit, the different instincts, etc. without the stuff I don't particularly like (depending on how it's written, ofc).

The stuff I loved about this fic/AU:

Fixed Tim and Steph's dynamic in a way I didn't know I needed. Fuck yes to them supporting each other through their Robin years instead of being pitted against each other.

Steph and YJ bonding

Steph and Tim continuing to support each other even through the BruceQuest

Steph and Tim bonding over how fucked up Bruce was to them during their Robin years

The hc/au that Tim becomes an Oracle-like support to Steph's Robin

The hc (kind of canon-ish) that Jason and Damian met in the League

Jason adopting everyone including Cass and YJ and Duke

I am curious about Dick and where he is in all of this. Also, it wasn't quite clear to me who was affected by the omegaverse stuff. Everyone who was adopted by Jason was, but is there anyone else besides that villain?

Two notes you made at the end that were impactful:

Jason is complicit in Joker's murders after he doesn't kill the Joker

I think that is dependent on Jason's characterization. If, how it's often portrayed in canon/media, he cares more about Bruce's actions/reactions than justice, then this is true. On the other hand, Jason may be unable to kill the Joker due to a vicious concoction of trauma, fear, Bruce, and circumstances. It would be understandable (and a great angst/conflict point) if Joker is the only person Jason is unable to kill. He wants to, by everything he is does he want to, but he can't. If anyone wants me to expand, send an ask.

"Batman won't let his long time nemesis die, even as a mercy"

This is the type of Dark Bruce I want to see. My gods, I would kill to see a fic where Bruce views murder as a mercy, too permanent, and too forgiving. This Bruce wants to force villains, rogues, heroes, civilians, etc. to work for their redemption. If they die, how are they going to make amends? What good is atonement if the only one to witness it is God and the dead? What good is forgiveness given by those unaffected?

I'm not saying this is an okay or decent mindset (hence why it's Dark Bruce). I'm just saying it would be cool to explore a Bruce who refuses to kill for entirely different reasons. Instead of it being too far, him being worried about never stopping, or him not agreeing morally, I would fuck with a fic where he doesn't kill so he can make people pay for as long as he wants.

[north-peach]

Alright for those who are unaware, my oldest fic, the one that's nearest and dearest to my heart is Of Cybertron

Last 2 days, @wolfsrainrules and I posted 5 chapters with roughly 30k words worth of new content.

It's been six years but we live again!

Anyways, the reason for the post. I have an oc and Megatron that both write poetry. I need opinions on if the stuff I write sounds like it's written by an angry gladiator living in a Functionalist universe. Which is like an even shittier version of fascism. Or would fit in with a deeply traumatized child soldier, growing up, winning the war and finding happiness during and after said war.

This one I wrote, with a pen on actual paper an hour ago at 0530 in the morning.

Now is when I look at my rage.

I've polished it, see how it shines.

Another blade for my collection.

Grief is there too, dull and blunt.

I have not picked it up since I put it down.

Hope is my most lonely weapon.

Gleaming and bold, my constant companion.

Should I hold out my bold hope, my polished rage and ask you, which one?

What would you say?

Such an ugly blade, the shining silver ones sneer at my rage.

Such an amusing novelty, they laugh at my hope.

You would ask, this I know, which one lifted me up? Made me stand? Made me walk?

I know you wish for hope, but it is rage.

In a thousand atrocities, I exist.

Here with my polished rage, my dull grief and my lonely hope.

[in-the-gardens-of-inspiration]

From @alpharaposa

Rules: make a 24-hour poll with the names of your WIPs, let it run, then write one sentence for every vote the winner receives.

Not all of these are published yet ;3c

Below the line is a sentence spiel abt each of the fics~

(defenestrate the) window of opportunity : A post-Final-Getsuga-Tenshou Kurosaki Ichigo is tossed into HeroAca'verse, this impacts a lotta people- Midoriya Izuku, Shinshou Hitoshi, Aizawa Shouta, Yagi Toshinori, Sasai Susumu- but more than impacting the lives of the people around him, Ichigo finds he still is connected to both halves of Zangetsu (as well as some extras.)

glass prisms : lmao second verse, same as the first, no be serious Lilac. A post-versus-Future-Byakuran Sawada Tsunayoshi and a post-Final-Getsuga-Tenshou Kurosaki Ichigo wake up in a hospital in the HeroAca'verse, and eventually three skies (>:D) walk into U.A.'s 1-A classroom.

Be A Hero! : A slow burn crossover, wherein Marinette Dupain-Cheng makes bonds, breaks bonds, saves godlings, gets kinda-sorta-maybe adopted by godlings, gets a partner she can rely on, a new Order is established, (and also lionised,) not necessarily in that order: and, have I mentioned the dimensional instability yet?

halfway between the black and gray : I like aliens, I like wacky crossovers, I like wacky crossovers involving aliens, and snark-to-snark combat; aaaaaand I also think I could make Voltron: Legendary Defender a little more interesting/a little less worse with the addition of Ben Tennyson.

worth two lions (yet here i am) : A giftfic for Wolfsrainrules; posing such a question as 'what if Sawada Nana was the daughter of the Arcobaleno Fon?', worth two lions is my answer- featuring kiddo shenanigans, arson, and the beginnings of a beautiful (terrifiying) team between half-feral cousins.

(don't you ever for a second get to thinking) you're irreplaceable : There's something going on in Paris, and halfway-incompetant emotional terrorists, temporary disappearances, lying liars who lie, and unreliable superhero partners are only the half of it- ome thing's for sure though, Marinette Dupain-Cheng's got her work cut out for her.

per ardua ad astera: on supervillainy : Let me pose you a question, 'what makes a villain?'- is it the acts (atrocities) one commits, the thefts, the fraud, the debasement of the sanctity of peoples lives- or how often is it that a villain is a villain because they come into ideological conflict with the heroes or the authorities? As history tries to repeat itself, and people have to live with the consequences of the fallout, more and more people, who once buried their heads in the sand, start asking questions that will take months, if not years to unravel from a tangled web spanning almost 3 decades- civilians, heroes, and villains alike.

murky reality : Disappearences, mystery ailments, and people whispering of spirits, this is not unknown news to the Gaang- the sleepy hill town in the Earth Kingdom almost begs to differ.. as Aang, Sokka, Katara, Toph, Zuko, and Suki investigate, the shadows grow longer.

Thunderhead : During Cloud Strife's mako coma, Gaia bestows a boon- a gift and a duty all in one, becoming a weapon, yet not a WEAPON against the Calamity; as the time for the final confrontation between the Planet's Champion and the Son of the Calamity draws closer, a storm brews- then all too soon, a thunderstorm breaks, and Cloud must face "Sephiroth", and JENOVA with his dying will.

balance-maker, balance-breaker : Finding out that having saved Paris is simply not enough for some people, and the Pocket God Collective of Marinette Dupain-Cheng feels that their hands are forced, and it's now the time to take drastic measures to protect their (child) human; and so Marinette wakes up a child in body, in another dimension, there are shenanigans afoot; but then the developing peace is knocked down a flight of stairs by a monster that leaves most, if not all, of the kwami deeply afraid of what might happen to their Marinette and her new found family.

at full speed through the stubborn night! : When the kwamis of Precognition, Evolution, and Constitution come to you, Marinette Dupain-Cheng, grim-faced and a breath away from paralysed with worry aboit your well-being in the very near future, well, you listen, and with the rest of the pocket godlings that decided along the way that freeing them made you their perfect-yet-human Guardian, you plan; if only they told you about the interdimensional instability that would serve as your cover for getting the hell out of dodge-- so 'you' drift in and out of clarity for a few years, before everything meshes and Tailor D. Fortuna Rinne opens her eyes to her hidden memories, and powers-- but rumours fly fast o'er the seas, and not one, but two thought-lost overpowered Paramecia Devil Fruits just reek of bad news to the World Government and Navy.

[secret-engima]

Okay! Since it ate it- I was considering what Skull's 'Element Set' in FiF verse would do/react like if/when Skull gets herself hurt/taken down in some way bc thats how my brain works and I NEED TO KNOW PLEASE- And then I thought to myself since these elements grow up in/are saturated in LC magic of Skull's would they react like a raging Element set? AND THEN I though about how skull can GIVE her magic to others, and since her magic was sentient-ish and it KNEW what the other flames were and (1)

wolfsrainrules said: (2) they were supposed to do, would the LC magic they got TRY to mimic what it could of that particular flame type?

Me: OKAY *cracks knuckles* let’s DO THIS.

-They totally react more and more like an Element set as they spend time around Regina. ESPECIALLY after she starts giving them her magic (which of course she does, she loves them and wants to protect them). It starts off small though.

-For Clarus, it’s ... well. His temper. He’s a fairly laid back man, but around idiots, or liars, or the pompous or-

-Okay maybe he isn’t so laid back. But he’s good at hiding it at least. Unless he’s sparring. Oh boy, do not spar with this boy when he’s in a bad mood. Anything that isn’t an armiger-stashed blade starts to straight up BREAK in his hands, shatter into a hundred or more pieces dust like pieces (not just wooden practice swords either, but REAL ONES too). He stops being able to get drunk almost before he is old enough to understand the wonders of getting drunk, and when the flu strikes his household he’s unaffected. It takes a long time for someone to comment (or Clarus to notice) that he hasn’t been sick, really truly sick, since he was about ten. He ... tries not to be alarmed, because it’s not like never getting sick is a bad thing, and not being able to get drunk no matter how much he drinks can be useful. But it’s still unnerving and he definitely blames Regina for it.

-Weskham notices faster, probably because he’s older when Regina gives him her magic and Claims him. Also because this boy was raised on legends and fables and old stories, his grandmother was one of the most superstitious people alive and so honestly there’s a part of Weskham that’s been WAITING for the weird things to happen since he started serving the royal family directly.

-It’s not the enhanced vision or bloodlust or such like from the stories though. If anything he’s like- a siren of some kind. When he talks, people CALM DOWN. When he asks for their attention they give it. Eventually he can put his baby cousins to sleep with just a few words, and when he makes food or tea with the intent of making people happy or calm- that’s what they become when eating it. Happy. Calm. Clarus is the only one who is never at risk of passing out in the middle of eating Weskham’s soup and this makes him ... curious. And vaguely unnerved with his own newfound abilities. But it also makes it so much easier to help Regina, to keep her stable after another frustrating day dealing with nobles or her father, so Weskham never brings it up.

-He also never brings up that his once sharp temper tends to be far more icily composed and long-lasting than short and hot like it once was.

-Cid DEFINITELY notices the changes that happen when he gets magic. Because he’s 41 and raised his kid and he likes to believe he knows himself. Then Regina Claims him and gives him magic and suddenly his already stubborn disposition goes THROUGH THE ROOF. So do his energy levels, and that pesky ache in his back from one too many heavy car parts is just- straight up gone. He finds he CAN hike all day with the idiot teenagers and not hurt like blazes and while, yeah, that’s nice and all, it’s not NATURAL and Cid DOESN’T LIKE IT.

-Cid confronts Regina about it, is flabbergasted by how quiet and fragile she gets as she softly asks if he wants her to take away the magic. The confident, almost insanely determined girl suddenly looks like one wrong move will crack her open and Cid doesn’t need Clarus’s death glare and Weskham’s frosty knife-sharpening to know the right answer is “no, don’t take it, just tell me what Ah’ve gotten myself into”.

-Cor is a bby Cloud. Being given magic by a much older, much scarier Cloud. I’m pretty sure I DON’T need to lay out what happens. But basically think energizer bunny mixed with Murder Child. Cor has never felt so alive, so strong and sure and fast and sharp and he LOVES IT.

-Except for the days when he doesn’t. When the world is too bright-loud-strong-smelling and he huddles in the tent being miserable, skin itching from the feel of the ground and his clothes like his senses are all supercharged to max in all the wrong ways. Regina sits with him on those days, and somehow that makes it a bit better, but still.

-Going to leave the others for now because I’m not sure how Regina’s magic effects them yet (though Titus being able to make copies of himself amuses me) so ON TO RAGE.

-The first time Regina goes down and goes down HARD on their quest, these guys basically level the nearby landscape. Clarus’s sword glows a distinctly red color and there is NOTHING he cannot cut as he tears apart whatever touched his Queen. Cid is moving like he’s twenty years younger, and his movements have an extra kick to them that make his spear puncture armor like tissue paper. Weskham is standing over his queen, sharp-eyed and cold and anything that gets too close finds itself freezing in place just long enough for Weskham to put a bullet through its eyes.

-Cor doesn’t stop screaming until he’s covered head to toe in gore and the battlefield is totally silent save for his companions, eyes burning purple just like Regina’s do as his hands clench his sword-hilt too tight and his teeth look a hair too sharp when he snarls.

Gonna have to come back sometime and put in Sylva’s and Titus’s reactions/rage but for now- there we go!

[wolfsrainrules]

Hi Wolf! It's SE. When you're in the mood for the Bleach fandom again, could you maybe do more head canons in the same vein as the Varia in Bleach, but with Tsuna and the Tenth Gen (and maybe Reborn) instead? Only if you're in the mood of course.

@secret-engima

Hmmmm……..

Tsuna- Surprisingly, to some, this boy ends up a born Vasto Lorde. And he is ROCKING those Pack instincts. It doesn’t matter what world. A Sky is a Sky. This one just puts the instincts closer to the surface. More wild. More….visible. 

It takes everything that Tsuna is- the boy who would take on the world and FIGHT it for his own, rewrite centuries worth of rules, burn an old system to the ground and BUILDS on it. Makes him….more wild. Less restrained. 

In the Hollow’s home, this is encouraged. Is looked for. Is appreciated.

He DID learn from Reborn after all. 

Gokudera- Shinigami. Research division. He PICKS Kisuke’s brains. More than that- he keeps up. He wants to know e v e r y t h i n g. (he has to tell the Tenth when he catches up after all.) He helps Kisuke with some of the more complicated things, after Kisuke sees/finds Gokudera running his own experiments and figuring things out. (he does in fact help Kisuke get out of SS and save the Vizard, He stays behind and is a contact with Kisuke in SS where needed)

Ryohei- Shingami, Forth division. Usually the one sent to the 11th, b.c he has a WONDERFUL TIME there. If he wasn’t a natural born healer, he’d have been THRILLED to join the 11th. The 11th respects him (He once got into a fight with Kenpachi and pinned him in order to heal him, just straight fist fighting, without swords. Charged him and took him head on. He won. It’s a story still told in the Mess Hall to this day.) 

Lambo- ended up in the outer districts. is not a shinigami but is strong enough to be hungry anyway. Lived…hard. But he learned family and love from Tsuna-nii and everyone, and he knows one day he’ll find them again, so he just…takes care of the younger brats. 

He’s the Tsuna-nii to these smaller children. He’s the big brother, the protector, the one they come to when they’re hungry and there’s nothing. 

Yamamoto- Vasto Lorde. Found Tsuna in the sands, joined his little pack, helped carve out their territory and is remarkably calm now that his Sky/Alpha had been found.

He made a name for himself before hand.

When he was….not. And did not, in fact take kindly to the fact that he was separated from his anchor at all.

Mukuro- Vasto Lorde. Found Tsuna  shortly after Yamamoto did. Took Chrome with him, and very quickly became one of Tsuna’s enforcers, over the knife that Yamamoto had made himself. 

Handles the instincts well actually. Very well. This is just….mist possessive-protective without the layers after all.

Chrome- Was not in fact Vasto Lorde, was a powerful soul that could feel her bond with Mukuro as it is soul deep, and he found her quickly even as she looked for him. (not that she could GET to him before Mukuro learned to open doorways between realms)  Learns to become shingami of a sort with Tsuna and co. (no professional training, but she can still hear her sword, and learns all the same.)

Kyoya- Shinigami. Zero Division. Not that he did that one on PURPOSE he just….wrecked everyone and everything that got in his way. (And if he did all of that while looking for his Sky and the other elements, well they were HIS and how DARE anyone or anything- even Death- TAKE THEM FROM HIM?)

He’s not usually in division anyway. He wanders and shows up and enforces the rules while he looks for his family.

Reborn-Vasto Lorde to no one’s surprise. Found Tsuna first. They figured this whole….instinct thing out together, and demolished anyone who got in their way. 

Bonus Notes:

-Aizen….does not try to bother them EVER AGAIN after the once. Tsuna PUNTED HIM across the desert b.c that was a RIVAL SKY trying to touch what is HIS and Tsuna was NOT having it.

-They like Ichigo. Ichigo gets adopted. Tsuna isn’t having no for an answer. They help him when he invades to come after his own. (BBY SKY. TSUNA WILL TAKE CARE OF. AND TEACH)

-Ichigo learns to accept his hollow much earlier due to this

-Kisuke is in AWE. They also will answer questions. Tsuna finds out that Kisuke worked with Gokudera (who Kyoya found and would constantly ‘check in on) and when Kisuke calls him over Tsuna shows up asap.

-Gokudera cries all over him and Kisuke is STILL in awe b.c LEARNING. HES LEARNING THINGS. GOKUDERA HOW DARE YOU HOLD OUT ON HIM LIKE THIS

-Kisuke is also adopted by Tsuna. (clever little mist)  and nearly vibrates out of his skin with excitement for the learning opportunity. 

-Tsuna and co agree to help the Vizard with their hollows on request of Ichigo and Kisuke both.

[cyber-phobia]

Hello there, (I have no clue if this is actually how you ask questions…).

Fic. search.

Any fics like Splintering ice by emmals16 , hold my beating heart by orkestrations and Take a Breath by wolfsrainrules. Preferably short fics.

Splintering Ice

hold my beating heart

Take a Breath

[healingmichiko]

*Whines at Muse* Must you be like this?

Muse: *points at Bearded!Ichigo*

*sighs* @north-peach @wolfsrainrules for your reading pleasure:

Obi-wan glanced over at where his newest student was and mentally relaxed as Leia dragged her unknown brother onto the Falcon. Chewbacca would take care of them, at least. He could trust the Wookie for that.

He returned his eyes to the misshapen monstrosity which had been his student. The beast shaped by the Emperor Sith reared back and Obi Wan lifted his blade, closing his eyes. So many regrets flashed through him as the blood red saber approached, and Obi-Wan tried to shove them aside, preparing to be one with the force-

When he felt Something Greater focus on him, and a sensation suspiciously similar to ‘You. You’ll do,’ focused on him the instant before Vader’s lightsaber cut him down.

In one world, an empty robe and a deactivated lightsaber hit the floor as Obi-Wan became one with the Force. But this one is not that. Instead, he opened his eyes at a woman’s terrified scream, and instincts long cultivated in him had him rushing forward, his lightsaber blazing in the evening dusk.

The beast attacking the human woman and child howled as the saber cut off its claw.

“What are YOU? You look human, but like none I’ve ever smelled before,” the beast demanded with a snarl. “Not shinigami, Quincy, or Hollow!”

“I am a Jedi, and I will not allow you to harm these people,” Obi-Wan said, narrowing his eyes as the beast backed away. Beings like this didn’t back away meekly. Not quite Sith level of taint, but-

He flung his hand up at the expected blow, but instead of shoving the creature back, a surge in the Force sent it flying through the air, disappearing into the distance. Obi-Wan blinked, staring at his hand for a moment, before he turned to the creature’s victims. “Hello, there,” he said. “Let me help you up.”

“Thank you,” the woman said, getting to her feet carefully. She helped her child up, who clung to her fiercely. “What did you do to the Hollow?”

“The beast attacking you? I’m not sure…. The Force never acted that way for me before,” Obi-Wan admitted. Even at his most untrained point as a youngly, the Force never shoved someone completely out of sight… “And, you called it a Hollow?”

“You don’t know what a Hollow is?” the woman asked. “Where are you from?”

Obi-Wan glanced around, then said, honestly, “Somewhere very far away. I wasn’t here a few minutes ago, then something caused a surge in the force, and here I am.”

“Well, thank you, Mr…?

Obi-Wan Kenobi. A Jedi Master of the Galactic Republic,” he introduced himself, then mentally blinked at why that spilled out. He hadn’t introduced himself since- He glanced down at the hands he had been ignoring, and mentally frowned.

“I think you’re a long way from home, Master Jedi,” the woman said. “We’ve never heard of a Galactic Republic here. We’ve barely reached the moon.”

Obi-Wan sighed. “I was afraid of that.”

“But you can stay with us. I’m Kurosaki Masaki and this is my son, Kurosak ichigo.”

“Thank you for the offer, miss. I greatly appreci-“ Instinct had him interposing himself, and his ignited Lightsaber between the woman and child, and some newcomers who just appeared.

“Masaki/Kurosaki-san!” The “humans” called.

“I’m okay, thanks to Master Obi-Wan,” she said. “They’re friendly,” she told Obi-Wan, who put away his weapon.

And stepped aside as the dark haired male rushed past him to hug Miss Kurosaki and the little one. Finally, they partner, and Miss Kurosaki turned to Obi Wan. “Husband, this is Obi-wan Kenobi…. He chased off Grandfisher.”

“And saved your lives,” the man said, then turned to Obi-Wan, face serious. “I’m Kurosaki Isshin…. And I owe you.”

“I was merely-“

“Master Obi-wan, I’m serious. I don’t know what losing Masaki would have done to our family. If there’s anything I can do for you, it’s yours.” Something inside him well up, stilled the instinctive urge to turn down the offer.

“I offered to let him stay with us, dear,” Masaki said. “He can stay in the guest room.”

“Of course! Now, let’s get out of the rain!”

Obi-Wan followed the group to a nearby building with odd script on it, but followed inside at the Kurosaki’s insistance.

A hot shower later, and Obi-Wan settled into a meditation. There was so much to go over. Someway, somehow, he had apparent gone back in time, and to a completely unknown planet. Judging by his physical age, this was early in the Clone Wars, but he had no means to contact the 212th…. And could he really trust them? He knew the truth, but knowing the men he had led, were stuck with ticking time-

Obi-wan shoved it all away and sank into the Force. It was time to release it all to the Force. Once he was better centered in the Force-

Yet again, he didn’t get what he was expecting. As soon as he started letting go, light bloomed, almost painfully bright, and Obi-Wan raised his hand. When the light died down to more normal levels, he lowered his hand to see instead of the guest room in the Kurosaki home, he was in a large white room, set with a simple, lowset table. Which he was already seated at.

“Please, let me know if this style isn’t comfortable to you, but this was the style when I was alive,” a voice said, and he looked over at a human-appearing being sitting across the table from him.

“Hello, there,” Obi Wan said, and smiled at the bemused look sent at him.

“Helo, there, back at you,” the being said. “We do not have a lot of time, so pardon my abruptness, but time is of the essence.”

[rayshippouuchiha]

Heya!! I just read @wolfsrainrules ' ask and I know a fic where Izuku is kidnapped by the HPSC!! It's part of the "red flag" series ^^ it's not exactly what you where talking about but it's tye first thing that popped in my mind when I read the ask!

Have a great day/night and stay safe 💕/p

Ohhhh thank you darling!!

[ao3feed-hitoshi-shinsou]

The Red Lily Hotel

The Red Lily Hotel by wolfsrainrules

The Red Lily Hotel was one of Japan's most haunted sites.

During their graduation trip, Izuku asks Hitoshi if they can go see it. As a popular HeroTube Paranormal Investigator, it's been on his list for literal years. As a doting, boyfriend, who has helped Izuku film since high school when they were just friends, Hitoshi knows that, so of course he says yes.

The trip turns out to be a horrible mistake.

Words: 3022, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 16 of Whumptober Fun

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: Gen, M/M

Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Shinsou Hitoshi, oc ghosts, OC DEMON, Villain OCs

Relationships: Midoriya Izuku/Shinsou Hitoshi

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - No Quirks, Alternate Universe - Demons, Alternate Universe - Supernatural Elements, Implied/Referenced Murder, Haunting, demonic haunting, Advanced Technology, Aged-Up Character(s), Alternate Universe - Horror, talk of blood and death, Trying to escape certain death in the dark, Established Relationship, YouTuber Midoriya Izuku, Paranormal Investigator Midoriya Izuku, Youtube is called HeroTube In-verse, Vaguely Inspired by Hell House, Using Camera night vision as eyes in pitch black, College Graduate Shinsou Hitoshi, College Graduate Midoriya Izuku, Whumptober 2019, Whumptober

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/31430507

[captainkirkk]

✩ WEEKLY FIC ROUND-UP ✩

A collection of fics I’ve read (/reread) and thoroughly enjoyed in the past week-ish from all kinds of fandoms and genres.

BNHA

survival instinct by carolinaa

Izuku's always had the vague feeling that trusting people is more trouble than it's worth.

A villain's quirk makes him realize how painful trust can be, too.

Aizawa Doesn't Deserve This by polytropic

Class 1-A may be turning Aizawa's hair gray, but at least his coworkers are getting entertainment out of it.

xi. stitches by rexcorvidae

Izuku could sew fairly well. He’d asked his mother to teach him when he was young, and she was constantly having to repair rips in the All Might plush he’d carried around for ages. He’d only gotten better as he got older – Kacchan and his friends weren’t very concerned about the state of his uniform, and they couldn’t afford to get it replaced every week.

Giving himself stitches couldn’t be that different… could it?

paint me in trust by dinomight

The first mark Izuku gets is a slight brush of green across his temple. It’s the soft touch of a mother holding her son for the first time. Inko has one to match, the same shade of green staining the tips of her fingers. Hers is more noticeable; Izuku’s tends to blend into his hairline.

He loves it anyways. He has to. It’s the only soulmate mark he has.

(Or: how Izuku goes from just green to a rainbow, UA-style.)

Fun At Hero Con by wolfsrainrules 

Midoriya Izuku is still the biggest hero nerd to walk the earth and not even being Number One is going to change that.

Now if only he could remember to tell his fans that he is Pro Hero Deku.

Fate Declared It, But I Made It So by gringle

Izuku had always seen his threads of fate, the people that were destined to be a part of his life.

(Canon rewrite with platonic threads of fate that only Izuku can see.)

Miraculous Ladybug

late night gaming by crypticgemini

Part 1 of cat emoticons

ladybug: i cant believe we stayed up till four

kitkat: i only slept for three hours after we logged off i have so many coffees in me

ladybug: i- im concerned how many coffees

kitkat: i contain multitudes

Marvel

swing on over by crypticgemini

Part 1 of you have (1) new notification

Peter and MJ text each other back and forth on the regular. These are some of their chat logs.

Harry Potter

Reparatio by astolat (+ podfic)

Draco snorted. “I’m not reduced to penury. I want something considerably beyond money, and I rather think you’re the only one can give it to me.”

“You want the Invisibility Cloak,” Harry said, flatly. He’d half expected as much; it was the only thing he had that Draco could want—

“Don’t be stupid, Potter,” Draco said. “I want my reputation back.”

Slithering by astolat (+ podfic)

Draco found the nest down in the Manor’s cellars, while he was clearing them out.

The Third Task by FloreatCastellum

Ron and his family wait in the stands, watching the third task of the Triwizard Tournament.

Avatar

ds al coda by doctrpepper

zuko dies. zuko wakes up.

All The Gentle Creatures by Haicrescendo

It’s said that you can tell a lot about a person by how they treat animals. Zuko may be loud and stubborn and sharp but all the woodland creatures love him.

[captainsupernoodle]

@wolfsrainrules @north-peach IT’S HERE!!

This is very long????????????

(also writing this really drove home another one of those moments where i'm just like “what the FLIP I have FAMILY as young as this hero WHAT ARE THE GROWNUPS DOING”)

Ichigo is immediately like “a person who Knows Things! Who's willing to Tell Me Those Things!” and sits down and lays out everything he's been mentally and not-so-mentally screaming about since he got STABBED with a SWORD and got up with MAGIC POWERS. Byakuya eventually meanders them to his estate and orders tea and half of soul society feels Judged even though they're not sure where it's coming from. Byakuya is massively unimpressed with Everything.

Whether this is right after the first invasion or later would change some things, but in any era what the fallout mostly boils down to is the Gotei freaking out because suddenly! The super-powerful kid they've had running around is asking questions! And doing things!! Legally!!!

Ichigo puts Byakuya on speed dial on his soul phone and calls him up every time he thinks of a problem or someone tries harassing him or Isshin says something that just. Doesn't add up.

And eventually he just starts calling Byakuya to yell about shinigami nonsense around town (his bedroom is no longer marked as a safe house, has the esteemed Gotei 13 fallen so low–), about theories and experiments he's doing to adapt kido to his reiatsu levels, about history and science and reishi architecture and whatever else catches his interests, and Byakuya pretty much always picks up, even if it's just to tell him that he's in a meeting and setting a time for them to talk, and when he visits soul society he has friends who are eager to see him but he always spends some time at Byakuya's.

(more under the cut!)

Byakuya is quick to invite him into the Kuchiki library, and they spend many afternoons and evenings just sitting quietly, Ichigo tearing through scrolls and records, Byakuya doing paperwork or reading, and sometimes Ichigo will ask a question or Byakuya will point out that this author over here expounds on that point in the book you're reading, and they'll have intellectual debates over hasty bites out of their dinner and the staff is Scandalized by the young lord taking books to the table but after the first three times they got up in the middle of eating bc byakuya was trying to enforce Decorum ichigo just brought his books with him and then byakuya had to get up to reference something and it was just too much trouble. The head servant whatever is just like fine! fine, at least they're not eating in the library, who knows what might happen with a Shiba in the works, at least the young lord still has a grip on his temper.

And it is funny to anyone who sees them together -- it took a little while because Ichigo isn't actually in SS all that often, he usually trains in the bunker and Kisuke is about all the mad scientist he can handle, but he comes to hang with Renji & other friends on some weekends -- but they actually do get along like a house on fire after byakuya flipped the "mentor" switch and let his guard down enough to keep getting sucked into heated debates. Ichigo's not a rebel, necessarily, in that he's not out there constantly looking for reasons to pick fights with anyone, he just doesn't let anyone pick fights with him or his friends and also goes "well that's stupid" with... pretty much any kind of unjust authority and law. It drives Byakuya a bit bonkers but he channels it into "educate the unfortunately misinformed future clan head" instead of immediate senbonzakura-ing. Trouble is that Ichigo is entirely ready for friendly debate throw-downs and yeah, maybe he doesn't have a law degree, but execution without a trial for trying to protect people, byakuya, really?

And this is where a little of the cultural confusion comes through, because Byakuya is intellectually aware that Ichigo is human but it doesn't really affect much beyond Ichigo being from somewhere else and being unfamiliar with soul society. And he's like, mostly adult-shaped, right? He's bigger than Toshiro, and most souls that look like Ichigo are already out doing things, even if they're still pretty closely connected with home, and he acts young sometimes but most of the time he's at Byakuya's level, just less experienced, which is to be expected given shinigami aging. So Byakuya answers any questions he has and applies pressure in ichigo's favor when needs be in the background, and otherwise lets Ichigo come to him and generally be independent.

And this works for Ichigo! He's been independent for years, wrongfully so, but he still has more life experience than most kids his age and is fiercely independent on top of that, so having someone to lean on is both novel and avoids being suffocating or condescending. A lot of the time he wants help – he already has more independence than he really wanted, and he's mostly adjusted to it, but it doesn't stop him from wanting some of that support that he's been lacking for so long, and that Byakuya is freely offering.

And eventually he figures out that he's started telling Byakuya things he hasn't told anyone else – questions about hollows eventually led to offhand mention of his hollowfication, and oh right, he'd actually kind of attacked Byakuya with his hollow mask, he'd probably want an explanation for that and even as chill as he's been so far the soul society anti-hollow rhetoric has gotta come into play somewhere with a noble –

Except Byakuya doesn't push. He never pushes. Even with that first offer, he was just laying out an option that Ichigo could take if he needed it, and he followed through when Ichigo took him up on it.

So he has a bit of a crisis and is a little more scowly than usual, but his sisters and friends know what it looks like when he's thinking really hard about something and leave him be, and he takes some long walks with Chad, just turning over what's been happening in his head and considering.

(Byakuya's been one of his people since he got his head screwed on straight, but Ichigo knows he has a tendency to latch on in ways that most people don't reciprocate, and it's okay. His friends have gone to war with him for someone they barely knew, they trust him, and he can lean on Chad most times, and it's good, it's good to have friends and precious people to protect.

But Byakuya isn't looking for his protection, or for someone to follow, or to spar with or experiment on or manipulate.

He's just – there.)

His thinking doesn't change much. He's already confided more in Byakuya than he has with anyone, because before hollows and Soul Society his friend group was all human teenagers doing teenager things, and Chad was sorely needed relief from a chaotic home life but he was still Ichigo's age, didn't have answers to a lot of the questions Ichigo's been shoving deep ever since his mom died. Byakuya doesn't press, doesn't judge, thinks deeply before speaking, but Ichigo always knows he's listening.

It's. It's good. It's really good.

And I guess I have a timeframe after all because Ichigo's really been there and back by the time of the Winter War. Byakuya sent his sister and his lieutenant to support Ichigo before he'd even been denied help to rescue Orihime, and came to Hueco Mundo himself, and listened again when Ichigo came to him, glaring and stiff, and slowly, quietly told him about dying and coming back less than human, fear in the faces of his friends and enemies, about seeing a soul – a person – crumble at his own hands.

Byakuya gets a hint, then, that Ichigo isn't quite the same as a soul. Souls might go entire lives only in soul society, from birth to death, but even souls who grow naturally rather than coming from the Living World are in some ways static, slightly less flexible in some fundamental way than those in the Living World. He does a little asking around, and Ichigo is so young even by human standards – Soul Society has been leaning on him like he's as old as his power levels suggest, in a place where passive reiatsu output is often more accurate than physical appearance, and all this time he's not even fully developed as a person, is still soft and learning how to exist in the world.

Byakuya has his own crisis right about then, and I'm playing fast and loose with timelines because I don't even remember most of the show, so in this au we're in a waiting period after clashing with the Espada just enough to get Orihime back – all the shinigami are alive, Grimmjow is licking his wounds-presumed-dead, tragic batman is dead, harribel and the tres bestias are not wearing battle bikinis cool, uuuuuuuum I think???? the vizard already happened before the grand desert slaycation??? Byakuya has a few belated heart attacks when he hears about training and the dangers thereof even though he's been privy to & helping with Ichigo's solo experiments with the hollow mask, and after Orihime is back and the shinigami do whatever sneaky sneak they've been planning or however it was they figured out about the time limit or whyever they wait for the Karakura pillars fiasco instead of, idunno, trying to prevent the megalomaniac from keeping hold of the magic rock….

ANYWAY there's a quiet period and Byakuya has his oh crap i'm a dad crisis and eventually is just like this is a literal child but he's proved himself time and time again that he's capable and wouldn't appreciate anyone butting in on his business uninvited, so instead he's sneaky about it. Most of his sneaking reveals that things are about like Ichigo's described, he has school and friends and training (urahara probably notices his snooping but he's certainly not the one filling in for Isshin's catastrophic failures in parenting, and maybe he sees the need or maybe he just isn't bothered enough to do something about being spied on, and he never interferes or tells kurosaki). Okay, this is fine, if everyone else is a complete and utter failure of a parent then he'll have to fill in whatever Ichigo hasn't covered himself. He gets an actually competent shinigami to cover Karakura, gets a copy of his school schedule and keeps people from harassing him near tests, is even more stringent with fronting central 46's stupidity and Very Firmly, At Risk of Murder cuts off all possible contact between Kurotsushi and Ichigo's people (and may start quietly grooming nemu to take over the 12th but nobody can prove it).

Things are bopping along, and then we have whatever permutation of the winter war that happens in this AU. Byakuya's been busy with the Grand Karakura Relocation or whatever the plan is and reinforcing his division, whipping them into shape after centuries of nothing but low-level hollows, and he knows that Ichigo's doing the same and he isn't concerned when they have less time to communicate.

Then Aizen.

I never actually watched the interim between the hundreds of episodes of vs arrancar fights and the butterfly beatdown but i'm assuming that everybody's tied up elsewhere or else they wouldn't have let a SINGLE 15YO fight aizen on his own, right? RIGHT???

Anyway in THIS fic that's the way it works, and while urahara and some of the other captains/ whoever's fighting fit, free, and not gonna die just from standing near the powerhouses lends a hand, so Byakuya is busy but not really worried bc Ichigo is a proven warrior and he has backup and for all his unexpected fondness, byakuya is still a military man and he Compartmentalizes.

Except then Ichigo's power rises and rises and rises again, and then all at once disappears.

Byakuya promptly flips his lid and Aizen goes into the box a bit more shredded than he did in the og timeline.

Everybody else gets the idea pretty quickly and flings Ichigo at Byakuya, who figures out what happened very fast and immediately decides Isshin has lost all rights to anything, ever. Ichigo is kept abreast of all developments in the efforts to get his powers back and NOBODY leaves him to his own devices for two years because Byakuya is persistently present and Isshin is on his shit list big time so he takes great joy in thwarting him at every turn.

I haven't watched or read the Ginjo arc at all but from what I gather they sneak in while Ichigo's isolated so there's a solid chance all that mess gets cut off at the knees.

Byakuya may or may not have an apartment and double life as a reclusive rich businessman in the Living World so that Ichigo has a place to stay when Isshin is Too Much, maybe the welcome eventually gets expanded to Chad and Orihime and the twins, but whatever goes on after Aizen, Byakuya is there and backing Ichigo up.

[themoonthestarstheplanet]

Pick a place (Pretend it's home)

(This is my revamped version of 'Pretend it's Home' and hopefully, the much better version of it. 'Myths, Magiks and Monsters' is a work on progress between me and @vice-virtue that will hopefully span more than just my Pretend Verse, as it has so much potential. Hopefully you like it as much as I do so far! This is also heavily inspired by: @secret-engima and @sparklecryptid AU's, sometimes heavily and sometimes none at all. Also, tagging @wolfsrainrules for Reasons. Please let me know if this is at least semi-OK! Thanks.)

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[...]Throughout human existence, we have often pondered the fundamental questions of life, death, nature and history with one another. Astonishingly, across the world and an inordinately long time span, our solutions to these queries have been identical; the creation of myths.

From vast civilizations to localized societies the world over, each had created a rich catalogue of its own deities, monsters and myths. These tell the stories of our origins, triumphs and disasters, and act as creative tools to communicate life’s most important lessons.

The majority of religions and mythologies contain key features that point to some of the very basic questions we have been asking ourselves since our early development as a civilized species; concerns around mortality, birth, astrology and nature as a whole. 

Often we have looked to nature to inspire stories to explain the inexplicable, creating deities from the sun, moon, rivers, the sea and mountains. In trying to make sense of the unanswerable, we humans have a tendency to subordinate ourselves to a higher power far beyond our comprehension.

The most important thing is, that for all that humans had evolved far beyond their simple starting line, they still hold something unimaginable in the grand scheme of things; belief. 

Belief is a strange concept in itself. It is to believe something we have proven facts or stories passed down the generations until its nothing more than a mangled form of what it once was. 

Humans most powerful ability is a belief in something, either a higher power, a conviction, an oath. There are thousands of insists where belief is all one needed to ‘power’ through something or to do feet that normally we wouldn’t be able to do.

The problem with belief is that humans are naturally curious creatures. They want to know why certain things work, or how they’re made. In the early years, one could point at the sea and say with confidence that a god made the waves move along the shore. And other people would believe it until you’ve got something hundreds of years later that makes it fact. 

The beings that would become known as The Six, Astrals, Hexatheon.[...] Export from Myths, Magiks and Monsters by Arydn Izunia.

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It started as a story always had. 

With the beginning of a legend. The start of a boy made man far to young, a girl forged women with no choice and a thing made into being that shouldn't have been. 

It's a story that spanned thousands of years, yet only seemed to truly matter in the recent decades. 

In a lab in the middle of nowhere, it began, between machinery, stone cold walls and stone cold hearts. Surrounded by oppression, leashed by collars and told to bend knee to their creators. 

It had started with small training exercises made to look like games to the growing mind. Then gradually, it bolstered into training to kill, to survive, to fight, to influence, to manipulate. To destroy and rein supreme. 

Collared beasts. Man made monsters held only by the finest silk that felt like chains around their necks. 

ES-16O30 had never been a boy. It had been made into a surveillance and spying. A defender with no fortress. It was an experiment. 

ES-02O30 had never been a girl. It had been made into a fighter. A sword with no sheath. It was an experiment.

ES-14O30 had never been a human. It had been made into an agent. An assassin with no goal. It was not alive. 

They were weapons, made from the cruel minds of scientists and doctors. Made from humans. 

Made into a sword that always cuts, with nothing to protect. Made into a knife that always aims true, with nothing to guide. Made into a shield, with nothing to protect.

Yet. 

For all their training and lessons. They had always seemed to orbit each other. Always seemed to find each other in every chaos spilled zone and exercise they had done. They spun around each other like planets to a sun, like water in a whirlpool. 

They weren't humans. They weren't a girl nor a boy, or even a person. 

At least. 

Not yet. 

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The ES's had whispered to each other in the dark of night. When they were certain of none hearing and no missions the next sunrise. 

They had whispered of hopes and dreams. Of choices and decisions. Mumbled words of comfort and soothing tones that had taken time to calm and brought forth peace. At least, as much peace as they had known.

They had whispered of resolve, of plans and faith. Hushed laughter and small smiles hidden beneath sparsely decorated cots.

They had spoken of names and their meanings, they had hushed fretful minds and overwhelmed bodies the best that they could. They had gasped at great ambition, sighed with longing to feel the sunlight on their skin and the wet grass beneath their feet. Dreaming of experience without pain, or fear of failure.

ES-02O30 would like to name itself, it had whispered to its siblings. For when they are free, gone from the labs, no one would control it anymore. Names have power, it had said. It would not give anyone any power over it anymore. 

ES-16O30 had no care for names, nor for their meanings. It had only the craving of feeling the sun on its skin and lush forests underneath its feet. It cared not for what it were named, only for it to be free. 

ES-14O30 had dreamed of knowledge. It wished for hope beyond dreams and whispered plans for things that might not come. It hoped to roam with no master to tug its leash. 

They dreamed. They hoped. They planned. They wished. 

It is not enough. 

It is never enough. 

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They had taken ES-14O30 from them. They took it from them and they did not give it back no matter how hard they had worked. Or how hard they had learned. 

They do not get ES-14O30 back

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The cot in the far end of the room is taken the next day. 

They hoped and they prayed but they both know it would not be enough.

[north-peach]

Out of curiosity - I don't think I've ever seen a single villain!Bakugo fanfic ever. At least not a good one. Have you seen any good ones? It feels like it would be an interesting plot for a story at least.

I don’t recall seeing one, like ever?

I don’t know why though, because he’s got the personality, the power, the desire to be great, damn anyone standing in his way. 

He’s not afraid to use his Quirk on other people, he doesn’t care about people unconnected to him, and even if they are connected to him, if he doesn’t like them, he won’t hesitate to tell them or show them.

Regardless of my wife’s feelings on the matter, I don’t actually like Bakugo very much. Some of that is, of course, the Quirk Society’s fault, the adults who praised him when he abused someone and literally broke the law to use his Quirk on someone else. 

But hey, who cares? Deku’s quirkless, yeah?

....also, except for some Rei/Enji content and our recent update of Favor Fire, I haven’t been very active in the BNHA fandom in a while.

Might want to ask my wife instead, she might know.

@wolfsrainrules

[secret-engima]

LAST ONE (for now, you asked for this XD) Dadzawa-Izuku “Please don’t do this."

I WARNED YOU THAT YOU WOULD  R E G R E T  THIS ONE WOLF. I WARNED. Happy Whumptober, you quite literally asked for this XDD.

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     People said that the hardest thing about being a parent was learning to let go of their children. It was something he’d heard for years, and it only got worse as Class A got older, went from being 1A to 2A to 3A. Shōta got teased about it as their final graduation came closer, nesting jokes and the ever popular internet Dad-Zawa tag floating around the teacher offices with increasing frequency. Shōta gave those jokes exactly as much attention as they deserved —none— and focused instead on ensuring that his Class would have a smooth lead-up to graduation. Class 3A was going to graduate, stop being his students and instead go on into the world of Pro Heroes. That was how it should be, that was the entire point.

     He was not their dad. He had no claim to that title no matter what the internet and gossip columns thought —no matter how warm it made him feel when his students jokingly started calling him Dad-Zawa in the dorms—. He was not their dad.

     That didn’t stop his entire world from crumbling like any parent’s did when he looked into Izuku’s eyes and realized he might very well be about to watch his student die.

     “Mi-! Midoriya-!” He tried to force his voice to work properly, tried to struggle free of the paralysis quirk that had managed to nick him while he was busy erasing the quirk of a villain who could turn his hair into laser whips. The paralysis wasn’t bad enough to kill him, but it had deadened all his limbs and left him sprawled on the ground as the pavement shook and buildings crumbled from the damage being done by Shigaraki’s quirks —multiple quirks, multiple, this was the worst nightmare come true, the heir of All for One come into his own— until Midoriya had hurtled out of the dust clouds like a bolt of green lightning.

     Midoriya gently set Shōta down a safe distance from the chaos, smiled, warm and confident in a way Shōta knew was just a lie to cover up the shaking in his student’s scarred up hands, “It will be okay-.”

     Shōta cursed that he couldn’t move his hands, couldn’t grab the boy by his hero costume and shake sense in to him one more time —he knew that tone, that look, Midoriya was going back out there, going to face the heir of the villain that had almost killed All Might, the Head of the League of Villains, the man who had already already displayed a maniacal hatred of Midoriya specifically, “Midoriya, don’t you dare-!”

     Midoriya stood up, already looking back at the war zone the city square had become as Pro Heroes —professionals, not students a week away from graduating— corralled the other villains but failed to stop Shigaraki’s rampage, “You’re behind the safety line now, Sensei. One of the EMTs should be here soon to check you over.”

     Desperation clawed and Shōta managed to spasm one hand onto Midoriya’s ankle, “Izuku,” he gasped, “Please. Don’t do this.”

     Green eyes looked down at him, firm and clear where he expected them to be filmed with tears —when had Midoriya -Izuku- grown out of crying when situations went south? Why hadn’t Shōta stopped to notice?—. With infinite care, Izuku pried the limp grip off his ankle and set Shōta’s hand on his chest, “I’m sorry, Dad,” Izuku whispered over the chaos, “I have to.”

     Shōta could do nothing but watch with burning eyes Izuku turned and lunged back into the battlefield, raced toward Shigaraki with no hesitation or sign of fear for the damage the other man —the other heir, heir to a kingdom of destruction just as Izuku was heir to a symbol of peace—. All he could do was seethe and rage on the ground as his student-Problem Child-son-son-son- charged toward his chosen path, the rest of Class 1A folding in on his flanks like a wave, the Class —the rest of Shōta’s kids— an unstoppable team ever at Izuku’s sides.

     Without Shōta.

     People talked about parents having to learn to let go.

     People never talked about how much it hurt when you never even had the chance to hold on in the first place.

[wolfsrainrules]

I really liked the Captain America meets BnHA head cannon post you put up (I actually have my own crossover for those categories) and I kinda want to hear more ideas for that AU? Like how Steve and Izuku interact with each other or Steve's reactions to meeting the A1 class?

Hmmmm….Steve is torn on this one, b.c on one hand: 

He totally gets it. Standing up for the little guy? Fighting the good fight? Hell yeah, sign him up, he’s been doing that since he was a tiny little stick who couldn’t see color or breathe right.

It’s part of why he comes to like Izuku so much. In this quirk riddled world, Izuku is basically what he was in his time. Skinny kid with no quirk and nothing but his brain and a burning desire to fight-protect-save. 

It’s like looking in some strange distorted mirror. On the other hand:

They….commercialized being a hero, and that- that just- he doesnt- why would they- 

That’s not what being a hero is. Being a hero is sticking your nose into back alley fights, getting between a dame and a guy two times your size knowing damn well you have no chance at all and saying “Fuck that, I’m gonna fight anyway, and I’m gonna win or get my ass kicked trying to, and if I save the other person then it’s worth it either way.”

It’s being terrified, knowing you’re so screwed, and doing it anyway, b.c if you don’t who the hell will? If you don’t how could you look yourself in the mirror afterwards? It’s acting before you can think, b.c your spirit is larger than your body and you can’t imagine yourself doing anything else.

More than that: you don’t even think about doing anything else. About odds or danger. You think “They need saving, And I’m here”

So when Steve starts really getting to know Izuku, and everything he is, in this world where people get paid to do the right thing? The thing that Steve has always done, and can’t understand why people need to be paid to do?

I like to think Steve starts training him up. Not going out of his way to teach Izuku to go into messes, but in the way he looks at this kid, sees himself, and knows that quirk or no, if Izuku sees something wrong, he’s going to do something, and wouldn’t it be better if he had the skills to back it up? To even the playing field a bit?

As for the Class…Steve would totally get involved. Not only b.c Izuku is, but I feel Nedzu would see a chance and RUN with it. So I feel he’d interact with them a lot. 

And he’d see potential in them. They all have different reasons for being there (and he doesn’t look down on any of them, not even Ochako’s ‘money’ motivation, he lived the Depression he gets it he remembers wanting so bad to help his Ma or Bucky or Bucky’s family-)

I feel like Steve would see a chance to teach these kids what being a hero REALLY is, what it means, what the risk and what they could gain, beyond fame.

I like to think he’d interact with each of them, and teach them all little lessons, and be there? Like he has no idea how to handle the hero worship thing, but these are good kids and if he can help them at making the world better, safer? He’s gonna do it.

Without hesitation.