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serxinns · 4 months

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Yandere mha x Scarlet witch reader extras 3 : Big sister eri!

(This is mostly a Platonic yandere eri and reader time)

Context: Mei wanted to test one of her inventions in you but it went wrong so while mei distracts the class big sister eri will take care of ya!)

"Are you sure this is gonna work?" you said while carefully sitting down and wincing at your broken arm "Yep! I've made sure the machine is safe and harmless without any harmful side effects!" Mei said determined to try on her machine while she got everything ready "Now all you gotta do is go wear this helmet and attach that arm band on the injured arm and hold very still that's it!" Mei explained putting on her goggles when she noticed how you were still a bit nervous but you trusted Mei you knew she wouldn't hurt you

"Ready?" Mei said "Ready," You said and took a deep breath Mei typed some codes and pressed a button and the machine started to shake a bit and suddenly ur broken arm started to hurt less but your body began to change as well you noticed how you're clothes were getting oversized "Uh Mei?!" you called in a panic by when she looked back it was too late in front of her was a toddler version of her beloved darling all still under your UA uniform "Ba?" you babble out confused of where you are "Y/n?!?" Mei said in shocked she picked you up to get a better look of you and yep it was you

"You're so cute!" She squealed while she cooed at you and tickled you making you giggle and make funny faces until she realized that your classmates were prob looking for you she scolded at the thought of it she wanted to spend time with you especially when you were this adorable and giggly! She tried making up a plan of how to hide you when suddenly She heard a familiar voice

"Excuse me Mei" Eri Came into the lab twiddling her fingers and looking around "Yes eri how may I help you?" Mei said while coaching down to Eric's level "Have you seen y/n recovery girl say that they were with you they promised that I could draw on their cast" Eri replied "Uhmmm. Well, they're right there...." Mei pointed at the toddler shoving their first in their mouth while cooing,

"Y/N?!?" Erik said with eyes wide open "What happened to them?!?" "Well I was working on a rewind machine so the injuries would rewind and heal but it worked a bit too well," Mei said nervously while scratching her head "But since you're here I got a job for you!" "What is it?" Eri looked at the pink-haired girl confusedly "You're gonna hi- I Mean watch y/n for a while so I can make an antidote on them" Mei lied doing a fake bright smile "But I don't know how to watch them what if I hurt them" Eri frowned looking down on the floor "You won't I promise you plus just imagine yourself being the Big sister!"

"Big Sister..?" Eri questioned "Yea you can protect y/n from bad guys!" Mei said punching her fist in the air meanwhile Eri was deep into her thoughts her being a big sister to you?!? It was a dream come true she can teach you things you taught her make you watch all her favorite shows and teach you how to be the greatest hero! Oh man, she can't wait "YAY! IM GONNA BE A BIG SISTER" Eri clapped her hands excitedly picked you up ran towards her room her room had a big toybox and her bed was a all might themed she had a bunch of plushies on the bed as well and a tv

"So y/n what do you wanna do!?" the toddler tilted their head and looked at her confusedly "You wanna have a tear party" "Ba!" you babbled exciting clapping ur hands "Great lemme go get the tea supplies"

Eri: and when I said "Mirio you can't have any of my candies their mine!" he said I had to SHARE

Baby y/n: *bangs hands on table and spits bubbles*

Eri: RIGHT?!

During your time with Eri she would make you play with a lot of her toys but had to stop when u kept chewing on one of her Barbie heads eri decided to show u a jack in a box but you ended up crying because of the jack looked scary so the 2 of you decided to watch cartoons suddenly Mirio, tamaki, and neijire came in

Miro: Hi Eri! Hows i- whos little baby is this

Eri: This is y/n!

Mirio: oh that's n- wait what

Eri explained how y/n got turned into a baby

"ahhhhh! Y/n San is so cute!" niejire was squealing and cooing at you while Tamaki tried to calm her down so she wouldn't scare you but she didn't blame her tho you were so small and adorable like a small little kitten "Eri can I hold them for a sec please?" Mario politely asked "Sure but hold her gently," Eri said sternly while Mirio chuckled "I will" When he reached his hands trying to wrap you around you did a grabbing position Mirio wanted to squeal right there but kept his cool and gentle demeanor not wanting to startle you

when he picked you up it was like holding a kitten you were so small and so cute! And the way you looked up and giggled at him he could just die right there "No fair Mirio let me hold them!" Neijire whined while trying to reach to you "But y/n promised me to play with me" Eri had a grumpy face while having her hands on her hips "Why dont we all play together and watch y/n while Mei makes the antidote" They all frown but reluctantly agreed

During those hours the miri, eri tamaki, and neijire, we're all trying to have their little time with you, Mirio was pretending to know what you said making dramatic fate expression making u giggle Tamaki had an I sea of watching cartoon together so you all watch your favorite cartoon as a child (Mines was baby estein) and somehow fall asleep then it was neijire turn she was putting you in all sorts of cute closes taking pictures for herself and the shrine she has did your hair in many cute hair styles with hair pins and bows and eri's idea was to play tea parties together

"I GOT THE ANTIDOTE" Mei yelled but was quickly shushed by the group because Mei saw you asleep in tamakis arms they took you to the lab and made you wear the helmet the machine Started to shake and your body started to grow back as your original self

"Y/n! Your back"

"wtf just happened.."

Safe to say mei explained to you what happened and at this point, you were just tired of them all "Remind me to never be a lab rat to Mei" "Hey I said they were no side effects" yea no BAD side effects "I still kept my promise!" "Don't be so dramatic you were so cute as a baby" Neijire ruffled your head mirio and neijire chimed in as well as eri "You all are not helping.."

#yandere ua #yandere bnha #tw yandere #yandere x reader #Yandere eri #bnha fluff #platonic yandere #Child yandere

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we-were-beautiful · 1 year

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The Fox and The Hounds pt. 2

A/N: Well after a month of fighting to get this chapter to work with me we finally have it. I am so happy with the response that the first part got and I am excited to see where this goes. Also I’m proud of myself; I figured out how to add Gifs. As I mentioned in the last one No beta we die like men

Eris Vanserra x Reader

Summary: Its autumn court tradition to give your mate a fox kit before your ceremony. after years of knowing the Vanserra’s a mating bond snaps between the Autumn Heir and a well known smoke hound breeder

Warnings: none

Word Count: 1960

“Mate.” The words ring out through her head startling when a hand settles on her shoulder. It jolts the younger Fae out of her stupor turning to look at the lady of autumn who had placed her hand on her shoulders. Y/N risks a glance over to her father and the high lord each wearing a large smile. A mating bond was a absolute way to bring the families together

“Well that settles one of the things we came here to discuss Thorne.” Beorn claps a hand on Thorne’s shoulder. Both Eris and Y/N’s eyes widened; so the Vanserras weren’t here to just look at purchasing a puppy their fathers were getting together to finish a marriage contract. Y/N turns her eyes back towards Eris as he looks between the highlord and her father, apparently he had no idea about this meeting either. The natural instinct to bolt starts to well up in the young fae, but the gentle smoky brush against her mental shield stops her. She naturally lowers her mental walls to her mothers prodding.

“Don’t bolt. I know you want to run but don’t. It will be ok.” Her mothers soothing voice comforts her. Demanti are rare but it was a gift that Y/N shared with her mother a way for them to communicate without those around them hearing.

“I don’t know what to do Mother.” she responds to her through the link

“It will be ok love.” she crooned.

“Well then It seems I have things I need to acquire. Father, Lord L/N I hope you don’t mind if I miss breakfast, I should be back in time to join you on your hunt.” Eris voice pulls Y/N back to the situation at hand not realizing that Eris had moved closer towards her

“Do what you must, Eris.” Beorn nodded at his son, your father simply nodding along

“Well then” Eris turns towards me, taking a hold of one of her hands to place a kiss on the back of her hand “ I will see you later, my Mate.”

He lets go of her hand and turns towards the other two males.

“Father, Lord L/N.” with a stiff nod to the older Fae he takes a step away from her and winnows away

“I think breakfast should be ready,shall we move to the dining room?” her mother turned and addressed the group; breaking the uncomfortable silence that had grown after the lordling had winnowed away.

“That sounds lovely, Charis. Thorne shall we; we have much to discuss.” Beorn gestures towards the door. Thorne gives a nod before leading the way out of the kennels.

Y/N follows out after the group exits making a quick stop at one of the kennels. She typically cycled which of her hounds stayed with her for the night. Each of her beloved hounds had their own personalities Ramiel was no exception. Named after the sacred mountain of her mothers home court, Ramiel was her first hound and from most everyone's perspective the most spoiled. Y/N opens the kennel and quickly leashes the hound leading her out of her assigned kennel.

“I know you were upset about having to come back here last night.” She kneels down next to the hound giving the hound gentle scratches behind the ear. “So you get to have your day today ok; so I need you to stop growling at everyone. The High Lord and his family are here; I need you to be on your best behavior. Ok”

Y/N stands and leads Ramiel towards the door and towards the house. It wasn't uncommon in the nobles to have smoke hounds running around the home. They were a sign of wealth and the more you have the better. So Y/N bringing Ramiel into the hound wouldn’t get her in trouble and it would keep the spoiled pup happy. When she sneaks into the dinning room everyone else has apparently just been seated, no one bats an eye as she unclips the lead and lets Ramiel off to wander the room where she settles on one of the several dog beds lining the room. Y/N takes the open seat next to her mother across from the Lady of Autumn.

It is almost like she is underwater as the food is served. She can hear her parents talking with Beorn and his wife but can’t really make out what they are saying. Going off of the wide smile on her fathers face and the one on Beorns, they are probably discussing the impending mating ceremony between her and Eris. It's hard for Y/N to bring herself to eat the wonderful breakfast that has been placed in front of her. It is like her head is in a fog; the mating bond had sent a shockwave through her system. It also didn’t help that she was working on zero sleep; Maybe if she was rested it wouldn’t feel like her whole world had been flipped on its head.

Yes she knew Eris but it was only on a surface level. So far the only thing that she knew they had in common was their love of their smoke hounds. However the mating bond did explain several things for her. It explained her violent emotions when Eris had been engaged to Morrigan; and it explained Eris behavior towards other males whenever they attend the same balls. He always had a habit of running suitors off including his own brothers, it could have been the mating bond acting out before it snapped.

Still Y/N nodded along to the conversations still not fully aware of what was being discussed, but soon the plates were taken and tea was set in front of them. It becomes obvious to her that at least the males are waiting for Eris to return so that they can start their hunt. Time seems to drag but in reality only two hours have passed. At one point Ramiel stood from her dog bed and made her way over to Y/N sitting beside her chair, laying her slender head in Y/N's lap. The familiar weight is a comfort to the young Fae. Y/N absentmindedly pets her furry companion while gazing down at her cup.

“Y/N.” Thorne’s voice pulls Y/N back to the present

“Yes. Sorry.” Y/N stumbles for a bit missing whatever had been discussed “Sorry the lack of sleep is starting to mess with me.”

“That is okay I know you have been up for a full day. We were wondering which hounds we should bring with us today?” Her father ever the patient man explains to her

“Well Bellatrix, Khalid and Ramiel are out, but the rest of mine are good as are all of your hounds father. That gives you nine which should be sufficient, but if you are looking for more I would take Anteros’ hounds since none of his are in heat and that would bring you up to twelve.” Y/N rattles off. Twelve hounds should be efficient enough for one hunt. Beorn nods to Thorne in approval.

“I can only imagine that after the mating ceremony you and Eris will be tripping over all the hounds that the two of you have. What will it be, nineteen hounds?” The Lady addresses Y/N.

“Um Twenty my Lady, I am going to be keeping one of Bellatrix’s pups.” That fact had only been known to her father and her.

“I am looking forward to seeing what you can do with the Vanserra Kennels Y/N.” Beorn addresses Y/N and it feels like a small weight has been lifted from her shoulders. At least she will be able to continue doing the thing she loves.

“It would be an honor and a pleasure My Lord.” Even just between her and Eris she would have a variety to work with, but add in the rest of the Vanserra’s kennel the possibilities were endless.

A knock draws everyone's attention to the door. One of the servants pokes their head in.

“Lord Eris.” He introduces before opening the door.

Eris strides into the room with a level of confidence that Y/N had not seen from him in a while. In his arms is a basket; a plaid cloth draped over the top. His cinnamon eyes scan the room before landing on his mate.

“Sorry I missed Breakfast.” He gives Thorne and his father a nod before turning and walking towards Y/N.

“Sorry for my absence My Mate, but I figured it would be best to do things the traditional way.And since we were all already here this would probably be the best time.” He walks over to Y/N and gently places the basket on the table. He pulls her chair out far enough that he can turn it to face him, disrupting Ramiel who growls lightly at the heir to the Autumn court. He pays no mind to the growling hound before he goes down to one knee in front of her; a quick glance to his father shows the look of approval on Beorn’s face.

“Y/N L/N, My Mate, will you do me the greatest honor of marrying me?” He produces a gorgeous emerald ring from his pocket, presenting it to the girl. Y/N nods her head yes not trusting her voice at the moment. It was an arranged marriage so saying no would reflect poorly on her family and there was no love between the two of them but at the very minimum Eris was trying to hold on to the traditions. Eris takes the ring and gently slides it onto her finger, a perfect fit that felt like led on her finger. He stands and gently places the basket on her lap.

Y/N slowly pulls back the plaid fabric, setting it on the table before glancing into the basket. In the basket is a sleeping fox kit. At this Y/N does softly gasp. At the gasp Ramiel suddenly takes interest in the basket standing up and sniffing around before looking into the basket nudging the sleeping kit with her snout causing the fox to wiggle and snuffle about the basket Ramiel quickly lifts her head before giving the small creature a wholly unimpressed look glancing up at Y/N. Y/N lifts the fox kit from the basket with the utmost care bringing the creature to her chest. She twist slightly in the seat to show the others in the room what was in the basket. There is a quick squeal of excitement from the Lady of Autumn as well as coo from her mother over the small fox. A small clinking noise draws Y/N eyes down to the collar around the foxes neck. Holding the now wiggly fox with one hand Y/N grabs ahold of the tag with the other. The Vanserra Family crest is stamped into the metal flipping it around revels two lines with simple lettering

Belongs to: Y/N Vanserra

Seeing that solidified how real this situation was. Y/N was going to be married to Eris, soon if their parents had anything to say about it.

“What are you going to name it Darling?” Charis asks her daughter, momentarily breaking Y/N away from a downward spiral.

“Paprika.” Y/n tells the room with no hesitation. She had alway told her family while she was growing up that if she found her mate and they gave her a fox she was going to name it Paprika to match with the spice theme that her mother had set . and so Paprika is what this fox shall be.

Tag list: @imma-too-many-fandoms @judig92 @fall-myriad @j-brielmalfoy @highlady-ofillyria @percyjacksonspeen @nyctophiliiiiaaa

#eris x reader #eris vanserra x reader #eris vanserra #acotar #acomaf #acowar #autumn court #acotar x reader #the fox and the hounds

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theatrequeen · 1 year

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Months ago on the Azris Discord server someone had mentioned the concept of Eris losing his memory as he aged due to the Beron's abuse from over the years, which led to this idea festering in my mind and for a while I'd thought about writing it into an actual fic, but I just don't have the time, but I still want to share the idea.

Eris dies at like 1867. He lived long enough to see his children grow up and fall in love. He got to meet his grandchildren. He’d stepped down from his High Lord mantle at around 1750 when his memory started to go. After everything that Beron had put him through eventually even his immortal body starts to give out. His mind was slipping for decades forgetting so many important things from his life. He’ll often talk about people who’ve already passed on (his Mother, Helion, Azriel’s Mother, sometimes even Beron) as if they’re still alive. He remembers Az and their children easily enough, but everything else is just a mess. All the nieces and nephews are a hot mess of names, he mixes up his brothers and who they’re all married to and whose kids belong to whom. He doesn’t remember people’s ages anymore and constantly thinks that old major events happened a lot sooner than they had been (i.e. Hybern war happened a few years ago). Lucien tried to help, searching for a spell to do something helpful, but it was pretty much impossible to find a cure as this was hardly ever seen in Fae. He eventually passes away in his sleep. Az finds out only moments after when the mating bond is cracking and eventually fades out. The funeral is at the end of the week for the beloved High Lord who’d managed to save Autumn from the hateful path that it had been led down. Eris’ body was burned and his ashes released in the wind. A gravestone was placed beneath the tree where Eris had spent so much time with Az and their children.

Az tried to stay strong for his children who’d lost their dad sooner than anyone had expected. Their daughter threw herself into her High Lady work (though with the world at peace, there wasn’t too much heavy work she constantly needed to do). She and her husband (Thesan’s eldest son) and their own children do what they can to find peace and move on in light of her dad’s death. Their son stayed in the Autumn Court as well, but Az had to leave. Everywhere he looked reminded him of his lost mate. Eris was Autumn personified so of course the Court would remind him of Eris. He traveled for a while, visited his friends and family, but seeing them all so in love and them constantly asking if he’s okay. He returns home to Autumn and is greeted by both his kids excitedly hugging him. It’d been about a year since he’d been there so after spending some time with them both he goes to visit Eris’ gravestone. He spends hours talking to him. Az admits that when he’d heard the stories of those ancient Fae who could die of a broken heart he’d thought they were absolute nonsense, but now having lost Eris, it hurts so much more that he actually understands those stories' pain. As Az sits by that tree for hours and as the sun’s setting he sees Eris standing there smiling at him, the gray gone from his hair, looking just as he had the day they’d mated. “It’s my time isn’t it?” “Only if you wish it to be.” Azriel knows the children will grieve. He knows his friends and family will be heartbroken, but he can finally see his mate again. The male he loves so much that it’s hurt to be away from for such a long time. So when Eris reached out to him he took his hand and stepped through to the otherside.

Rhys and Cassian notice something’s wrong immediately. Their bargain tattoos begin burning. Rhys was with Nyx and Feyre at a meeting with Lucien and Elain and their children in the Day Court when his tattoo started burning. Cassian was with Nesta on a date at their favorite cafe in Velaris when his are burning. Nesta winnows him to Autumn where Rhys already is cradling Az’s head in his lap. Cassian dropped to his side both the batboys trying so hard to wake Az. Rhys is in his mind and sees those final moments but still attempts to bring him back. Nesta, still practically the goddess of death, knows there’s no bringing him back. His spirit is already so far on the other side. Silently she utters the prayer she’s heard enough to make sure that he passes safely. Nesta goes to find her niece and nephew. It’s important that they know what happened. Az’s daughter was with her youngest reading a book and his son was up on a ladder pulling down a book to read. Both are surprised to see Nesta there. She pulls them both into the hall and has to tell them the news. They rush out to where Az, Cass, and Rhys are. Az’s body was cradled between his brothers, both with tears down their cheeks. Az’s kids joined them.

Azriel’s funeral was similar to Eris’. He too was burned and his ashes scattered. His name was placed next to Eris’ so that their memories would continue to live on together even though they’d both passed on. Both kids grieved again, but they also knew it was for the best. Their Baba had been miserable since their Dad’s passing (and they’d told that to their family in the other courts). He’d tried so hard to act as if he’d been able to peacefully move on as if he hadn’t lost half of his heart when their Dad had died. They’d honestly both been surprised that he’d lasted a year even. Both children made sure to make it a priority that they visit that gravestone often because without their parents, so many other’s lives would be so much worse off than if Autumn had just been left to rot and fester. Instead they’d both poured their hearts and souls into raising Autumn from the ashes so the future generations might be able to live peacefully and safely in the court that had known pain and suffering for so long.

#Azris #Azriel #eris vanserra #High Lord Eris #Azris children #Future au #Rhysand #Feyre #Nyx #Cassian #Nesta #Lucien #Elain #Helion #Beron #lady of the autumn court #Memory loss #acotar

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dilxcs · 1 year

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❄️ appreciation post ❄️

i’m sorry this is so late,,, i fell asleep shortly after 00:00 :’> anyway, i’ve seen some of my lovely moots do this and i wanted to do it too! first and foremost, i’m so sorry if i didn’t include you. my brain is functioning on alcohol and the leftover effects of my medicine lmaoo

these are the moots i interact with the most, which is quite impressive for my doing since i suck ass at socialising 🥲

@matcha-ji : my eonni, my galaxy and the universe. i absolutely fucking adore and love you. i’ve been shitty with responding this month and yet you never once got angry at me. in fact, you always take the time to remind me how much you love me and all the good things i deserve. i read every single message and even though i may not respond immediately, pls know that it means a lot to me. you mean a lot to me. always have and always will! this year has been a good one bcs of you! i finally got to meet you in person and i had the loveliest time with you in london (even got a matching tattoo with you, that i look at each day). you’re the most caring, selfless and loving person i know and our discord convos about whatever comes up in our mind (mainly wakaben and bajishin lmaoo) brings me so much joy! you brighten up my life and gave me purpose when i lacked it. i love you so so so much and hopefully i get to visit you soon in your home country (or you can visit me 🥴)

@asunflowerana : my sweetest baby bun! fuck— i have missed you so so much and you don’t even know how much i smiled when i saw that you came back on tumblr! i always wonder how you’re doing, if you’re taking good care of yourself and if you’re not being too mean to yourself about school. you are the epitome of an angel and no i’m not even exaggerating cause you truly are! ji can vouch for me if you don’t believe me 🥴 tbh i miss our convos in the server with ji and liv and i hope that maybe we can pick it up again. ofc i know that we’re all busy but maybe we can have a quick phone call soon like we used too!! you always support me with whatever i’m doing and you’re so genuine with your feelings! you are the sunshine in my life, a reminder that not all things are bad. you care so deeply for your friends and you aren’t scared to share your love! i understand why mitsuya and bokuto adore you so much, cause hello?? who wouldn’t?? i sure as HELL adore you to the moon and back! cheers to yet another year and i love you so much bby 🤍

@myalbedo : honestly you’re so special to me. one day i will steal you away from albedo so he better watch out, cause fuck— i adore you so much bubs! i know that i can always talk to you and that you have my back no matter what! you show me so much love for who i am and i find it so fucking cute how genuine you are and how much you appreciate and show your love to your friends! it’s truly refreshing to have someone as dependable as you are and god you’re also so strong bby! i hope that this year will be nicer for you (or i’ll commit arson)! anyway, i love you so much bubs and pls know that if something is bothering you that you can always talk to me! i’m here for you. always 🤍

@kaeyatos : my dearest and most beloved eris!! last time you reached out to me privately and your message warmed my heart a lot! you always and i mean always have your friends back’s and i truly love that about you! you aren’t afraid to speak your mind and call ppl out on their bullshit and on a hell site like tumblr it’s honestly nice to see ppl who are still true to themselves and their morals! truly admirable! i love you so much and i adore our convos! like we don’t talk all too often but when we do it makes me smile brightly!

@kita-dynasty : we don’t talk as often, but i know that it’s okay and that you’re not someone who would take it too seriously! i still remember our first convo in lia’s server and how we talked about iwa being in a band and playing ‘DiE4u’ by Bring Me The Horizons. or remember our convo about a certain ‘worm’? 👁 anywayy, i got the pleasure of asking for a comm from you (the one with baji) and i still absolutely love it! you’re so talented and passionate of the things you love and i admire that! also, thank you for yesterday when you helped me out with farming for chests and bearing with me and my lack of skills gsvshsb

@dilu3 : you’re so cute. i love it when you get all excited about different things that fascinate you in the moment. your fics are subliminal and i’m rlly sorry some shithead keeps reporting them. honestly, if i could, i would perish them all for you. anywayy,, i also love when you share your comms! they’re always either rlly cute or fucking hot, no in between. you have been the sweetest to me since i have met you and i thank you for that, love. also, the way i get giddy whenever i see your url pop up in my notifs hehehe 🥰

@twdottore : we don’t talk outside of tumblr, but just like the others, i know that it’s not something either of us would get mad at. your fic series is absolutely insane (in a good way), like i can tell that you do your research on certain topics you write about and that you take your time writing each chapter until YOU are satisfied (quality ≠ quantity)! i honestly wish i could write longer fics or even series like you do and you actually inspire me a lot even when i don’t say it often +++ i love your characterization of each character you have written for so far! like it feels to me like you know them all down to a T! you’re always being sweet to me and i hope you know how much i love you!

@nyaaaaanma : plsss i adore you so much! whenever you tag me in anything blue lock related (aka any reo content) i giggle like a teenage girl with a crush. like, the fact that you see for example fanart of reo and immediately think to tag me is so cute to me hdvshsbs. also, the moodboards you make are so pretty and aesthetically pleasing! i still have them all saved on my phone (with mostly baji, *que surprise noises* lmaoo)! i remember the moment you followed me back and send me an ask with a lil shy kitty pic and i kindofmaybeperhaps fangirled a bit, cause i would often see you pop up by my moots so honestly it felt like i already befriended you hehehe pls never change babes <3

@kazuwhora : kc, my lovely baby. you inspire me so much to be my honest self. the way you stand your ground against injustice and prejudice is truly admirable. you have shown me countless times how caring you are. like, i particularly remember the time i got shit from baji antis and you never ceased to shut them up for me and reassuring me that i didn’t do anything wrong. you’re so unapologetically yourself, pls stay that way bb! i know that last year gave you some hardships and i truly hope that this year you will have it way easier, cause hell you fucking deserve it! i adore you love!

special mentions to new moots: i haven’t known y’all for a long time, yet all of you have been so incredibly sweet to me since day 1 and i hope to get to know you all this year better and become good friends! and ofc the moots i don’t talk too much too, but i know y’all have my back: i adore all of you so much! just like the others, all of you either make me laugh out loud, swoon bcs of your fics or feel loved by your genuine and lovely personalities! thank you and i love you 🤍 - @portfolio-of-dreams @planetxiao @romiyaro @minxsane @sugr @suyacho @asmology @sleepy3 @darlingimawitch @itoshi-s @jotatetsuken @oo-mi-ru-oo @suyacho @haitani-plague @kenslilove @tunamiya @violetsoju @marism @blueparadis

#again i’m sorry if i forgot you #🥲😭

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shibaraki · 6 months

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Hi Monty! Ok so I come bearing a confession. I finally read "FILL MY LITTLE WORLD (RIGHT UP)" and it was like mind bogglingly good- (no surprises there oop-) but I was definitely putting off reading it. More specifically reading the end of it because I really was not ready for the empty feeling I knew I would get once I finished it. It's like I never wanted the fic to end. I never wanted to lose this feeling I got while reading it. I can't exactly pin point what I feel but it feels like all the good things of the world wrapped in one. A quiet comfort like a steamy shower after a hard day or a warm meal in the winter chill shared with the people you love.

It's really obvious how much you love Aizawa in the way you write him. He's kinda like a cat if you think about it lol. All hisses and aloofness on the outside but as soon as you get close you realize he's so much more than that and he's just so SO GOOD. SO FRICKIN GOOD (lol ik this may sound stupid). He's just so good in they way he loves his students and eri as his own, so good at making you feel seen and protected, and just so good as person I WANNA EAT HIM UP (am I making sense idk at this point lol but all I know is that this man is SCRUMPTIOUS). Idk if you remember when I sent an ask about "The Kids Are Gonna Be Alright" and said how you have inflicted me with Aizawa brainrot. Well if I was knee-deep then, now it's like I am drowning with no escape and I am letting this happen and I LIKE IT... congrats monty you really came through with your Aizawa agenda huh, it's like a punch to the gut with how full force you came through lol. This fic was not a slay it was straight up MANSLAUGHTER XD (but I love you for it regardless) <33333

[also p.s. I have this little creative writing class I do for fun, and your writing is just so inspirational and influential to me that my teacher asked me if I was reading more books lately bcz my writing has leveled up significantly... So thank you for that monty and I am planting a BIG WET KISS directly on your forehead ( I am sorry but you can't escape) ]

omg hi nene!! I hope you’ve been doing well! I know exactly what you mean about that empty feeling 😭 I’ve always gotta brace myself and be in the mood before reading fics because of it! but I’m so happy that you found time (and felt emotionally prepared) to read fill my little world! it’s a personal favourite of mine and it’s wonderful to know you enjoyed it that much ✨

and I’m so glad that my love for him bleeds through into my fics akdjdjdj it doesn’t sound stupid at all (+ yes I remember your ask!!) like genuinely I adore him he is so beloved to me and if my vision of him brings more love his way that makes me even happier!!! like go ahead and arrest me officers I’m guilty and proud of it!!!!

this ask really made my night. thank you nene, both for reading and coming to share ur thoughts with me 🫶🏻 I hope your creative writing class is going well and that you’re having fun, just the idea that my writing is sticking with you and helping you is so alskskdkdkdkl I am gladly accepting the big wet kiss and giving you one in return! much love!!!!

#asks #guestbook

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Hi! I’m looking for first kiss 💋 InuKag stories set in any universe. It would be really cool to see some suggestions of stories written by people who haven’t been recommended much yet. Thank you!

Hello, anon! We've got a list of some fantastic fics that focus on the first kiss between our beloved InuKag and hope you'll find something you love! Happy reading ❤

The Worst Possible Moment by FireTigerSoul (T)

Inuyasha and Kagome share a serious discussion, one which ends humorously much to Kagome's chagrin. (One-shot)

Feminine Wiles by grandlarseny (T)

Kagome's broken Inuyasha's rosary! But fear not! Kaede has another one. But what's this? KAGOME HAS TO PUT IT ON HIM HERSELF? Watch Kagome carry out her kinda evil plots on an unsuspecting half-breed with some SangoMiroku spying on the side.

Now What? by Merith (K+)

A bit of fluff after episode 79. Kagome sees Inuyasha as never before!

Can't Get Hurt Again by BenjiWrites (G)

Inuyasha and Kagome end up sharing Kagome's bed and talking about their feelings.

Stay Close to Me by Emmyyasha (T)

Autumn has come, the leaves have changed, and everyone wants to partake in the joys of the fall festival. Corn mazes, pumpkin patches, warm apple cider. They are perfect to get in the Halloween mood while snuggling up to your loved one. But when Kagome decides to face her fears and enter the haunted house, a day of fun turns into the stuff of nightmares. Good thing Inuyasha, her best friend who is also secretly in love with Kagome, is right there by her side.

For You by sarah_writes_stories (M)

They were mocking him. Each and every one of those tiny chocolates in that disgustingly cute square box. They were just sitting there… taunting him… and he hated it. Because Kagome was his, dammit, even if she didn't know it yet.

Show and Tell by @clearwillow (T)

The morning after the new moon at Togenkyo, Kagome has some choice words for Inuyasha. He does too, but he's less inclined to say them.

Stay By My Side by PotatoButt (G)

Kagome finally gets to return to Inuyasha's time after three years.

Touch by LianaDawn (Not Rated)

Inuyasha and Kagoma stop to set-up camp while on a mission and things begin to heat-up quickly.

A Light in the Dark by @roseheartwhitefox (G)

Inuyasha discovers that Souta is afraid of the dark, and tries to help him overcome it. In the process, he discovers a little but about himself, as he and Souta discuss some of life's biggest questions. Takes place during The Final Act.

Fortune Favours the Bold by @mamabearcat (M)

"Dai-kichi! The person you await comes from a distant place. Be bold! It would be good for you to send them a message." Kagome smiled as she traced her fingers over the printed fortune, picturing a dog eared boy with white flowing hair and amber eyes. Inuyasha definitely fit the description of ‘comes from a distant place’ – you couldn’t get more distant than five hundred years into the past. But what sort of message would she want to send him?

Just Say It by @lavendertwilight89 & @sapphirestarxx (T)

After visiting with Yuka, Ayumi and Eri, Inuyasha questions Kagome about what a date is--will he like her answer?

Ramen by @writemydaydreams (T)

Three years is a long time to be separated from the person you love. Inuyasha had to find a way to cope with Kagome's absence and the possibility he may never see her again. Sometimes support comes from the last place you expect it.

The Best I Ever Had by @callmegri (M)

He wanted a music video to leave behind his former image, but he got so much more. AKA what happens when you mix a grumpy rockstar, a sunny actress and a lecherous director. Inspired by Machine Gun Kelly's bloody valentine.

Mistaken Intentions by @fawn-eyed-girl (T)

When Inuyasha overhears Kagome's wish on a dandelion to be with him always, he's confused. Aren't they already together, committed, forever? He decides to try and figure out what she means, and how to tell her how he really feels.

#InuKag Archive #inukag fanfic #inuyasha fanfiction #first kiss

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I've got my fair share of random ass headcanons, so let's go.

Heartstopper: Charlie obsesses over Nick's freckles. He'll kiss them, trace them, and play connect the dots with them except Nick thinks it tickles like hell, and he has them all over his body.

Any fandom: So, uh, areas that have tattoos or piercings become more sensitive, which means ticklish ears for days

Non-tickles just headcanons-

Kuroko no Basuke: Momoi and Midorima are canonically bad at cooking, so the other members try to keep the two of them out of kitchen together bc it's a literal disaster area

Haikyuu: Hinata makes when I was your age jokes at Kageyama

Tsukishima and Yamaguchi spend Sundays going to new bakeries to try the strawberry shortcake

BNHA/MHA: Sato makes custom birthday cakes for class 1-A + Eri and Shinsou

Jirou records herself singing lullabies bc it helps everyone go to sleep and helps ptsd nightmares

I NEED TO WATCH HEARTSTOPPER BRO

Kuroko no Basuke just shot up on my queue for shoes I need to watch bc of that hc.

Hinata my beloved boy do not ever stop being a little shit

LEMME GO CAKE HUNTING WITH THEM

Stan king Sato for clear skin I hope he can make me a minecraftcito cake

Jirou ily girl

#written in the stars #ducky’s moonbeams 🤍

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@cannibalxroses ⧐ A cannibal child runs towards Alastor, holding a letter that has a black waxed seal. Oddly enough, it was the same boy who gave him the previous letter from before. ; "Mister Alastor! Mister Alastor! I got a letter for ya from Auntie Rosie! She said it was..uh..super important!" ; After handing it off, the kid takes a moment to catch his breath while he reads it. ; Upon opening the letter, he could see that Rosie’s hand writing seemed..a bit messy, almost as if she wrote it in a rush. ; 'Dearest Alastor, I know you have much on your mind already, what with matters with the hotel and such, but I feel I must share this specific intel with you as soon as possible. I would tell you in person, but I'm afraid I have a possible fight I need to prepare for on my end. I'm not exactly sure how or when..but one of the souls you once broadcasted in your golden days..a female green serpent Demon Overlord, who goes by the name of Eris, has escaped what she calls 'Radio Jail'. She recalls being taken by you and being left in a void but refuses to tell me exactly how she escaped. Not only that, but she seems to be oddly fond of you. Now, I'm sure you could deal with her but I think you have bigger problems to handle. I'll deal with her, my love. No one comes between a cannibal woman and her beloved. I shall protect your honor and put this dead beat former Overlord in her place. In the meantime, it's probably best to see if anyone else escaped..and why. Things could get quite messy if not taken care of. I'll do my best to stay in touch. Do be careful. I fear this may be the start of something worse than a soul or two escaping your grasp. Forever yours, Your darling Rosie. ♡' UNPROMPTED ASKS

The approach of the cannibal child was not the alarming thing. What was far more alarming - and what almost instantly soured his mood was the note that Rosie had left him. A Soul having found the means to escape the imprisonment that he'd trapped them in was no joke - and he did not think Rosie would be joking about such a matter.

But some of his ire was, in fact, directed to his betrothed as well. Alastor hardly had honor in need of defending. He could certainly do more than enough to put the freed contracted sinner BACK into their eternal cell. And yet Rosie had seen fit to do it for him.

His frustration was palpable, but it was too late now to do much about it. Even if he could feel both agitation and concern intermingling in his gut to form some sort of... new feeling that he was not prepared for.

The note was folded and stuck into his coat before he was making his way to Cannibal Town, using shadows to travel with some expedience. If Rosie had to be absent to do this, then he would, at least, make sure that things were taken care of before she returned.

And be there when she did. While he focused some of his greater methods of gathering intelligence to determine where the gap had been.

Alastor would not lose any more of his contracts.

#△ on the air △#⨻ answers ⨻#cannibalxroses #verse ;; 🌹 la vie en rose 🌹#[ FINALLY answering this I'm sorry it took me so long LOL ]

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Supply Run - a CB Companion

This is a companion piece to the brilliant Chasing Butterflies series by my beloved @tuskens-mando which is my favorite series ever ever ever. Thank you for letting me share your beautiful world, my sweet Eri. <3

Supply Run

WC: 2.7k

Pairing: Din Djarin x ofc Siobhan

Warnings: Smut, domestic cuteness, established relationship, teasing, husband and wife shenanigans, oral (f receiving), fingering, breeding kink, lactation kink, you can't tell me those last two aren't canon Din, a little language...

Spoilers: Takes place after Chapter 26, but there is no impact on plot.

“Dinah’s only three months old, do you think we can leave her?” Din asks, worry evident on his face as he stares down at his sleeping baby, cradled in Siobhan’s arms.

“She’ll be asleep for the rest of the afternoon, honey. She’s got a full belly and her Tusken aunts to take care of her when she wakes up,” Siobhan assures him. “We haven’t had a moment alone practically since Dinah was born.” She puts the baby down in her cradle and looping her fingers into Din’s belt, pulls him close to her.

Din sighs. “Ok, we could use some supplies from town.”

Siobhan smiles at his practicality and stands on her tiptoes. “Thank you. Kiss?”

Din happily obliges with a soft kiss, followed by a sweet brush of his lips to her nose. After making all the necessary arrangements, top of the list giving Grogu a snuggle as he plays with the other kids, they board their ship and Din punches in the coordinates. Din is too occupied with the navigation to notice Siobhan tuck something into his belt. She just gives him a kiss on the cheek before going to do some inventory of what they need.

After landing in their usual hangar and leaving their ship in Peli’s care, they walk hand in hand through the market. Din stops at the familiar vendors, directing crates of supplies to be delivered to the ship in exchange for credits.

“You know, you’re awfully cute when you do that,” Siobhan says.

“Do what, princess?”

“Tell people what you want in that sexy voice of yours,” Siobhan teases. Din’s hand tightens around hers.

“Sexy voice? What sexy voice?” Din drops his voice even lower, speaking so softly that only Siobhan can hear him.

She leans into him as they walk. “So cheeky, my husband.” They both chuckle and continue through the market, enjoying the sunshine and the peace that comes with leaving the little ones at home. At one stall, Siobhan breaks free to run over and greet the owner and gush over her baked goods. Din stands back from her just a bit, smiling under his helmet at her enthusiasm. She craved items from this vendor throughout her pregnancy and the owner had sent along lots of treats for her every time Din came in for supplies, begging for whatever it was his girl wanted.

After picking out some sweet rolls, Siobhan goes to hand over some credits and accidentally drops them on the ground. She quickly leans over to pick them up and Din’s eyes automatically fall to her round ass when he notices something through her tight pants. Rather, the absence of something. Siobhan quickly finishes up the transaction and after one more hug, takes Din by the hand and continues walking.

“Princess?”

“Yes?”

“Are you…not wearing anything under your pants?”

Siobhan looked up at him with an innocent look. “Took you long enough to notice, I’ve been trying to get you to stare at my ass all afternoon!”

Din whipped his head to look at her but kept walking back towards the ship. “Princess, what are you trying to do to me?”

Siobhan grinned. “Well, you always like my underwear so I thought you could hold on to it for me today.”

Din stopped them both and turned to look at her. “I’m not holding on to anything.” Siobhan put a hand on his beskar-covered chest and looked at him with a mischievous smile.

“Maybe you should check that belt of yours,” she suggested. Din drops her hand and starts feeling around his waist until his fingers find something soft wedged in between his hip and his belt. Looking down, he starts to pull it out before realizing what it was.

Panties. Tiny, black panties. Siobhan’s black panties.

“Dank farrik, princess. When did you do that?” Din asks in a hushed tone, quickly stuffing the garment back into its hiding place.

Siobhan leans up and kisses his helmet where his mouth would be. “When you were busy, love. I was thinking that, maybe…”

Din’s breathing stops, waiting for her to continue. He was hoping she was going to suggest what had been on his mind for a few weeks.

Pulling Din a few steps into the quiet alley, Siobhan went on. “It’s been three months since Dinah, and I know that we’ve been working our way back to being physical like that. But I was hoping my husband could take me back to our ship and fuck me?” She ends with a questioning tone, her voice going up with uncertainty.

As if Din would ever say no to her. But he has concerns.

“We don’t have to until you’re ready, princess. I’m happy just like this. Don’t do this for me,” Din pleads.

Siobhan looks hurt for a moment. “Are you…do you not want it?” Her body had changed so drastically and despite Din’s worship and adoration, the negative self-talk would seep through.

Din puts gloved hands on both of her cheeks, thumbs softly rubbing soothing motions. “Of course I do, princess. More than you know. But only if you’re ready.”

Siobhan nods with excitement in her eyes and pulls Din towards their ship. They are both breathless as they breeze past Peli, pushing credits in her open hand before Din chases Siobhan up into the ship, fingers pinching her ass.

Door safely shut, Din grabs hold of his giggling wife and crowds her up against the wall before pulling off his helmet and placing it on the floor. “So are you telling me that I was walking around with my riduur’s underwear all day and I didn’t even know it?”

Siobhan nods and bites her lip.

Din pulls the panties out and lets the garment hang from one finger in front of Siobhan’s face. “Do you want them back?” he asks.

Siobhan shakes her head no.

“So quiet, princess. What happened to my talkative girl?” Din lets the panties fall to the floor, next to his helmet.

Siobhan trails her hand up Din’s thigh, grazing over his hardening cock before resting it on his hip. Din can see her overwhelming desire in her eyes and that she needs him to take charge a little bit. Needs him to show her how much he loves her body. Just needs him.

Din leans into Siobhan and kisses her like he’s wanted to since the market. It’s a meeting of tongues and hands, passionate but so tender. Din loves how Siobhan’s body is always so affected by his touch, just as Siobhan loves how Din reacts to her own ministrations. They know each other’s bodies so well at this point that they waste no time giving the other exactly what they need.

Din is extra careful with Siobhan, however. Her body is more sensitive than the time they call B.D. (Before Dinah) and they have spent the last few weeks working together to bring Siobhan pleasure in a way that doesn’t hurt her. Because of course, Din would never do anything that truly harm her. Not his princess, not ever.

After several minutes, Siobhan pushes Din off and Din worries that he has done something he shouldn’t. However, Siobhan just giggles and says, “You have to fly the ship, Peli will charge in here and ask for more credits if we don’t take off soon.”

Din curses under his breath and stomps off quickly to the cockpit, putting in the coordinates for the Tusken settlement on autopilot but taking a circuitous route that will give them a little bit more time together. He hurries back to Siobhan and barely comes to a stop before his mouth is back on her again, hands grabbing fistfuls of her ass and squeezing tight.

Siobhan pushes them both back towards their shared bed, not worrying about closing doors or hushed tones. No kids to shield from their actions, they moan and pull and beg into each other as loudly as they please. Din lets Siobhan set the pace and makes sure that he is only lightly brushing over her sensitive tits and gently cupping her sex, listening closely for a reaction of ecstasy and never anything else.

In record time, their clothes are off and in a heap on the floor next to the bed where they lie next to each other. Din is kissing Siobhan anywhere his lips can reach, from her mouth to her neck to her ear and back around again. In between, he tells her how much he loves her. She reacts to each vocalization with little moans that drive Din crazy, and it spurs him on even more.

Your skin is so soft, I’ll never get over how kriffing soft you are.

Princess, look at your strong and beautiful body. Made me a father again. Takes such good care of our child.

Wanna touch you, always.

Din’s brain sputters as he gently tweaks one of Siobhan’s nipples between his fingers and she lets out a filthy moan. She was much more sensitive here since Dinah had been feeding, and Din soothes each nipple with a kiss as he moves back and forth between them.

Siobhan thinks her head might explode as Din lavishes praise and love on her body. She is so lost in how good he feels that she doesn’t hear Din calling for her until the third call of “Princess?” forces her back to reality.

“Yes, love?”

“How do you want me? What do you need?”

Siobhan stops to consider for a moment. “I want your mouth on me, then I want you to make love to me. However you like.”

Din shows his agreement by moving them so that Siobhan is on her back and Din is positioned between her legs. He starts kissing her mouth but quickly works his way down her neck, stopping to suck marks along her collarbone. Siobhan holds his head against her, chants of yes, yes urging Din to continue. Din leaves soft kisses along the swells of her larger than normal breasts before moving down her chest to her stomach.

Oh stars, the curve of her stomach drives Din wild. He loves every inch of her, always and without condition. He loved the first time he got to kiss her tummy, the first time he got to splay his hands across her and feel her softness. It was such a contrast to the hard life he had lived, full of only harsh angles and nothing but survival. Today, his love of her tummy had only grown. He had watched it expand with Dinah and had spent every moment he could with his hands protecting not just his child but Siobhan herself. Din tries to convey his love and appreciation through every kiss to her supple belly, never letting Siobhan feel self-conscious about it for even a moment.

Finally, as Siobhan lets out breathy pleas, he makes his way down to the curls between her legs, wet with arousal. Din dives in as though he has spent days parched in the Dune Sea and has finally found water. He licks, sucks, and slurps with obscene sounds that make Siobhan think she will combust. Din knows her so, so well that it only takes a few minutes before her thighs shake around his head and she screams out his name. Din helps her through it, and as she comes back down he looks up and sees…

Her tits. Her gorgeous, heavy tits are heaving with her quickened breaths. And they’re leaking milk.

Din moves up her body, transfixed by the rivers of liquid falling down her breasts. Since the baby was born, that was the hardest Siobhan had come. Siobhan looks down to where Din’s eyes are staring at her and realizes the situation.

“Fuck, sorry baby. Let me clean up,” she goes to reach for her shirt on the floor.

He stops her motion. “Princess…please. Please let me,” he begs her, voice tense. Fire burns in his gaze.

“Din, you can have anything you want from me.”

The absolutely feral growl that Din lets out would almost make Siobhan laugh any other time, but his mouth is immediately latching onto her nipple and all thoughts leave her head. She holds his head to her, hands tangled in his hair, as his mouth ever so gently starts to suck from her. Din has one hand holding on to her elbow and the other slowly rubbing her other hard nipple.

Gods, the feeling is so different than anything she’s ever experienced. Din drinks and drinks from her, letting the warm milk roll around on his tongue. He wants to devour every part of her, every bit of her body being so perfectly made. He lets go of her breast with a little pop and leaves a kiss on it before moving to the other. Siobhan is practically writhing against him now, desperate for any bit of friction.

Din lets one hand glide down between their bodies where he easily slides a finger inside of her, rubbing her clit with his thumb as he tries to suck in more and more of her breast into his mouth. Siobhan’s hands scratch along his back as she comes around his thick finger, clenching over and over. As she does, milk spurts into his mouth and he swallows it down as he ruts against the bed with his painfully hard cock.

Siobhan pulls Din’s hand away from her when it becomes too much, and he lifts his head to look at her blissed-out face. If possible, he’s never felt more in love than in this moment. He thinks that all the time, somehow falling more and more in love with her every day.

Eyes closed, Siobhan pulls him up to her and kisses him deeply, tasting her sweet milk on his tongue.

They both need to catch their breath. Siobhan opens her eyes to see Din’s wild hair mussed from her hands and the deepest desire present in his eyes.

“Take what you need, Din. Fuck me, please. Please,” Siobhan quietly begs. She’s wanted this from the start but knows that this is what he needs too.

Din immediately guides himself into her welcoming warmth. “Fuck, you’re perfect, princess,” he breathes out. “Tell me if it hurts, promise me you’ll make me stop.”

“I’ll tell you, but you better not stop,” Siobhan says resolutely. She’s so ready for this.

Din fucks into her so slowly at first, letting Siobhan get used to his size again. He adjusts his angle just right when it pinches and finally finds the right spot to start building speed. Siobhan just holds on to him for dear life, letting him thrust over and over again into her. She wraps her legs around his waist and whispers a steady stream of praise into his ear.

He starts to get closer to his peak, and Siobhan knows what he needs to get there.

“Din, I want you to come inside me. I need you to, honey. Need you to put another baby in me. Need to feel so full of you. Please, Din, please,” Siobhan says in between her own breathless moans.

Her words are just what it takes to push him over the edge, and he grinds into her as he fills her with ropes of his cum. She soothes him with her hands on his back and kisses his forehead as he stills on top of her. They lie together, slicked with sweat and cum, as heartbeats come back to normal. Siobhan keeps kissing Din’s hairline as he rests against her chest. He places sloppy kisses on her sternum and in the valley between her large breasts.

“C’mere,” Siobhan says. Din lifts his head to hers and she kisses him so deeply he feels his cock start to twitch.

“Do you really want another one so soon, princess?”

Siobhan smiles at him. “Don’t you want more Dinahs around? We make cute kids.”

Din grins and slides to the side of her, curling around her body.

“Yeah. We do.”

A/N: I love that these two are in love and horny for each other 24/7. They're so much fun to write. Love you Eri x

#din djarin #din x siobhan #din djarin x ofc #the mandalorian #star wars #chasing butterflies #my beloveds #god i love them

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Romance Manhwa/Manga Recommendations:

Historical Manhwa/Manga:

Death Is The Only Ending For The Villainess

I’ve reincarnated as the reverse harem game’s villainess, the one and only adopted daughter of the ducal Eckart family.

But the difficulty just has to be the worst!

Everything I do will only lead me to death.

I must be paired with one of the main male characters from the heroine’s harem before the ‘real daughter’ of the duke family appears!

Two older brothers who always pick a fight with me on every little thing.

The insane crown prince whose route will always lead to my death.

‘I only see the heroine and no one else’s wizard, and also her loyal slave knight, too!

‘First, let’s take some of them which I see no hope in, out of the list!’

“I didn’t know my place up until now. From now on, I’ll live as quiet as a mouse so you wouldn’t care the slightest bit!

But why do their interests in me keep on rising every time I draw the line?!

The Villainess is a Marionette

Cayena, the Imperial Princess, was known as the most beautiful woman in the Empire. She was a woman who knew nothing but evil and luxury.

However, she was destined for ruin: she would be used as a chess piece by her younger brother to secure his throne and killed by her crazy husband.

“I’ll make you the Emperor.”

“… Sister, are you referring to me?”

“In exchange, give me freedom.”

She had to change things before she became that Cayena.

The Reason Why Raeliana Ended Up At The Duke’S Mansion

Poisoned to death by her own betrothed?! Eunha didn’t wake up in a novel’s story just to get killed off again as an unfortunate extra! To change her story she needs a cover… 6 months pretending to be the fake fiancée of the novel’s male protagonist, Duke Noah Wynknight. But will this cold-hearted, angel-faced demon of a man really help her avoid another ill-fated ending?!

Your Throne / I Want to Be You, Just For A Day

The story follows main characters Medea Solon and Psyche Callista, who become archenemies after competing for the position of crown princess of the Vasilios Empire. On the day of the Yearly Prayer, Medea and Psyche accidentally switch bodies.

The Remarried Empress

Navier was the perfect empress, however, the Emperor wanted a wife, not a colleague. And so, the Emperor abandoned Empress Navier and placed an enslaved girl beside him. That was fine until Navier heard the Emperor promise the slave the Empress’ position. After many ups and downs, Navier decided she would accept being the Queen of the neighbouring country and remarry.

Kill The Villainess

Eris Mizerian was the villainess of a novel. The only daughter of a marquis, she got executed after scheming against the pure and lovely protagonist, Helena. My only goal, after possessing her, is simply to leave this world and go home. I am prepared to face even death, but the laws of this world keep stopping me.

A changed Eris begins to draw the attention of three men who once loathed her; the Crown Prince, the High Priest, and the Knight.

"It doesn't matter. I will never be able to love this world."

Even if the only way out is death,

even if the only way out is make a deal with a witch...

I will absolutely leave this world!

This is the story of the villainess who defies fate, Eris, and her escape from this world!

The Way To Protect The Female Lead's Older Brother

I accidentally took possession of someone in a 19+ reverse harem novel.

The problem is that I became Roxana Agriche, the older sister of the sub-villain. My damn father kidnapped the heroine’s brother. Now, is the only thing left to meet a terrible end from the vengeance of the heroine?

But what if I can avoid that horrible development?

“I’m also interested in this toy.”

“I’ll protect you until you can get out of here safely.”

The heroine’s brother, Cassis Pedalian, will definitely be able to pay me back later.

Shadow Queen

“Can you be my daughter for me?”

By his offer, Elena became Duke of Franceschi’s fake daughter.

She became the queen and gave birth to Crown Prince’s son.

Then suddenly, Princess Veronica who was assumed dead came back.

She was only just a toy.

But eventually, Elena gets her son taken and is murdered.

However, she went back to the past.

“I’ll destroy all of you.”

I’ll never live as a toy again.

Elena decides to seeks revenge.

Under the Oak Tree

The daughter of a duke, the stuttering Maximilian, married a knight of lowly status at her father’s coercion.

After their first night, her husband departed for an expedition without another word.

He comes back three years later, this time as a famous knight in the whole continent.

How would Maximilian face him on his return?

"The more I think of you, the more lonely and lonely I become. I don't know why I can't quit even though it's so painful."

I'm Stanning The Prince

Angela’s fanfic became such a sensation that it even reached the Imperial Family, leading her to get arrested on charges of treason. Nevertheless, her fanfic improved the First Prince’s image, and his sister, the Princess, decides to take political advantage of this and keep Angela by their side.

The heroine who can now fangirl to her heart’s content, and the Prince who doesn’t know how to act around her. As they bicker back and forth, they start growing closer…

Miss Not-So Sidekick

Hyejung loved to read to escape her daily stress. But that’s before she woke up inside the bizarre world of her favorite novel! Instead of the main heroine who courts three eligible men, she is now Latte Ectrie – a minor villain that everyone hates?! One way or another, it’s a chance to live out her most beloved storyline, with popcorn in hand to watch all the drama! Taking charge of the narrative takes on a whole new meaning!

Even Though I’M The Villainess, I’ll Become The Heroine!

I wasn’t able to overcome the harassment and took my life, but I was reincarnated with the perpetrator? The perpetrator is the heroine, Florre, and I am the villainess, Dahlia, who’s going to die horribly.

“They said you are a villain with neither blood nor tears, but unlike the rumors, you often shed tears.”

“Your Highness must believe all the nonsense the idiots are talking about, huh?”

Grand Duke of Cervian, the half brother of the Male lead and who will be punished for treason afterwards. He approached me. I can’t lose the man who will be my greatest ally.

“Your Highness, would you marry me?”

“Now…… what did you say?”

“And take revenge together.”

A similar situation, a fixed ending. The heroine is not the only one who knows the ending of the novel. I took a long and arduous path of revenge.

Who Made Me A Princess

The beautiful Athanasia was killed at the hands of her own biological father, Claude de Alger Obelia, the cold-blooded emperor! It’s just a silly bedtime story… until one woman wakes up to suddenly find she’s become that unfortunate princess! She needs a plan to survive her doomed fate, and time is running out. Will she go with Plan A, live as quietly as possible without being noticed by the infamous emperor? Plan B, collect enough money to escape the palace? Or will she be stuck with Plan C, sweet-talking her way into her father’s good graces?!

The Villainess Reverses the Hourglass

With the marriage of her prostitute mother to the Count, Aria’s status in society skyrocketed immediately. After leading a life of luxury, Aria unfairly meets death because of her sister Mielle’s schemes. And right before she dies, she sees an hourglass fall as if it were a fantasy. And just like that, she was miraculously brought back to the past.

“I want to become a very elegant person, just like my sister, Mielle.”

In order to face the villainess, she must become an even more wicked villainess. This was the new path Aria chose to take revenge on Mielle who murdered both her and her mother.

The Evil Lady's Hero

Junipe Magnolia, a villainess friend of the heroine in this novel called Rael Cania.

The Junipe inside the novel has always loved the male lead, Iseed. To the point where she harassed Rael out of jealousy because she's loved by Iseed.

And thus, Junipe is destinied to die in the hands of the male lead of this novel.

But one day.

"Why did I become Junipe?!"

But let's think about it, it's still one year away from the time Junipe is going to get killed by Iseed. So, I have to meet Iseed and Rael first, I'll be able to find a way out of my death if I do so.

Yeah, let's meet them first!

But, this man is just so tender-hearted and kind. Would Junipe be able to escape from this man?!

I Tamed a Tyrant and Ran Away

God gave me a chance to relive my life. Before the rebirth, I had been used for the past 400 years as the empire's sword. And so, I swore to destroy the empire. I found the young prince of the country and became his teacher. I taught him how to become a tyrant and asked for the country.

"I will do the lady's will."

He conquered the whole empire for me, and I ran away.

"I came to take you, Charlize Ronan." Dylan became a perfect tyrant and searched the entire empire for me.

"You tamed me, so why did you run away?"

Untouchable Lady

“Please, Hilise. Please die in place of Gabrielle.” My always dignified brother begged me for the first time. He wants me to die for our stepsister, whom we don't even share a drop of blood with. “For the first and last time, I ask you this.” I've always been miserable, and there is no exception this time. The seventh time that I was betrayed and killed, I was completely free of lingering feelings. “I'm glad that you're a scumbag until the end.” I won't be swayed by love anymore. It's my turn to abandon them first.

I’ll Live On As A Villainess

I reincarnated as the villainess in a book!

The one who dared to commit attempted murder on the heroine is the owner of this body?

Let's just live in a quiet place where we have fun and eat! That's what I thought for a while.

It was so, so, so cold here in the north, where I was kicked out as a punishment.

Before I froze to death, I called the Great Demon of Fire and set fire to the fireplace but...

Why isn't he going back? If you've done the job, shouldn't you go back?!

I was flustered to find out that I had signed a life contract with a demon just to start a fire but to think that I'd be responsible for relieving his desires!

The bickering romance between a big puppy demon and a small villainess lady!

It Looks Like I’Ve Fallen Into The World Of A Reverse Harem Game

When I opened my eyes, I was in a different world. I had become the game’s villainous princess who was feared by all. Not to mention… Completely naked men I didn’t even know were approaching me left and right! “Are you cold? Shall I warm you up with a hug?” “Oh? Have you not had enough yet?” Seriously, what’s up with this situation? And just how the hell am I going to get out of this freaking game?!

Father, I Don't Want to Get Married!

I’m Jubelian? The daughter of the duke and the villainess of this novel?

I managed to avoid my death with some previous knowledge about my life, as this was my second time at it. Now, I should be able to live a peaceful life!

“I’m not going to marry a man unless he has everything. I want the most wealthy, famous, and competent man there is.”

I dreamt of a glamorous life as the daughter of the duke, but my father tells me the Crown Prince who is known to be a lunatic is to be my husband! As an extraordinary measure, I couldn’t help but start a contract relationship. That is, with a handsome side character that looks better than the main one.

“Why are you trying to avoid being engaged to the prince?”

“He’s scary. I heard that he even kills his own entourage if he doesn’t like them.”

A few days later, the prince sent a terrible letter to me.

“I will not kill you.”

Oh no, did I set up another death trap for myself?

Like A Wind On A Dry Branch

"Hi, You."

Count Casarius fell victim to a plague and died suddenly, leaving behind a will stating that Rietta, his beautiful young widow of the manor, whom he tried to use as a concubine, be buried alive alongside him. Just before Rietta is buried, Archduke Axias, rumored to be a cruel tyrant, arrives at the funeral to collect the enormous debt Count Casarius still owes him.

“Everyone here seems to feel sorry for her, and I still have a debt to collect from Casarius… If I take her instead of debt, I think all of you here should be happy," he smiled.

"Hello, Temptress."

Everything was a Mistake

Roa Valrose reincarnated as villainess in the book. In order to avoid the fate of being burned at the stake, she approaches the hero, Nocton Edgar.

It hurts every time she gets closer to him. Nevertheless, for her survival, she does everything he wants her to do.

“Come again, Valrose.”

The mysterious Nocton unexpectedly sought her out every day.

Then one day, her friend for 10 years says something unknown to her.

“Actually, I have a dream. The Duke of Edgar is a terrible villain!”

He is not the hero, but the villain?

As soon as she realized that she had misinterpreted the role, she decided to get away from Nocton.

“Let’s not meet anymore.”

But the villain’s reaction was strange.

“Don’t go. You’ve always been special to me.”

She was suspicious of his sudden change of attitude.

Will she able to get rid of Nocton safely?

I Became the Tyrant's Secretary

I became the secretary of a tyrant in place of my clumsy brother to survive.

But I have so much potential for it. I’m so darn good at my job. Because I served the tyrant so well, ‘Everyone has a happy ending’.

Well then, shall I quit being a secretary and live a leisurely life now?

“Rosaline, tell me what you want.” He asked as he stepped down from his chair.

“I want to quit.”

His eyebrows twitched slightly.

“Do you want to die?”

Your highness, you never hold on to people who want to leave, so why’re you being like this to me?

Seduce the Villainess Father

After being in a bus crash, I woke up to the world of my favourite web novel.

Not only that, It was before the protagonists were born, to their parents’ world!

To stop the incoming multiple bad events.

I tried to prevent the kidnapping of the sister who is pregnant with the female lead!

But I got kidnapped instead?!

It's depressing to be kidnapped, but my body couldn't handle the mana and became a sunfish-like state

But... if I am next to the emperor who kidnapped me, my body becomes normal!

Right! The way to save that man from marrying a witch and getting killed by his son, and for someone who is vulnerable to mana such as myself to live, is for us to get married!

The Villains Savior

Set on a path to tragedy and misfortune from a young age, Aseph Randell is doomed to die a villain. That is, until the mysterious Elzay Tiathe appears in his life with a promise: "I can save you." After having vivid visions of him for so long, can Elzay untangle the twisted fate tied to Aseph... or will they both be dragged down together?

Contemporary Manhwa/Manga:

Night Crying Crow

This woman; who is she?

If something was action, it'd be action. If something was romance, it’d be romance. The A-list actor Cheon Woo Kang, who's great at every (genre), had his heart stolen away by an unknown woman who’d broken into his house!

“We'll meet again.~"

Woo Kang contracted an over imaginative illness as he drew the woman, whose name he didn't even know. In front of Woo Kang, she reappeared as the police officer Park Tae... Could the shadow of the crisis that appeared in front of them be a coincidence?

Raise wa Tanin ga Ii

Yoshino Somei would have been a normal high-schooler if not for the fact that she is the granddaughter of the leader of the Osaka-based Somei Group, the Kansai region's largest yakuza organization. One day, Yoshino hurries home after hearing of the news about the unification of Kansai and Kanto's biggest syndicates, the Somei and the Miyama groups. This, according to the article, will result in a marriage of the leaders' grandchildren—one of whom is Yoshino herself! Despite her best efforts to annul the arrangement, Yoshino has to go to Tokyo to visit her fiancé, Kirishima Miyama, who is unexpectedly nice and charming.

During their first meeting, Yoshino is swept up in various events and becomes unable to refuse moving to Tokyo, which is why, half a year later, she now lives with the Miyama group. At school, she soon realizes that Kirishima is very popular, so her relationship with him garners the hate of his fangirls and subsequently results in bullying. To make matters worse, Kirishima could not be further away from her prince charming since he, after all, was born to be a yakuza member.

Raise wa Tanin ga Ii follows Yoshino and her new life in Tokyo that is filled with nothing but troubles connected to the underworld. However, though she wishes to be as far from it as possible, this isn't Yoshino's first time dealing with the world of the Yakuza...

Positively Yours

To Hee-won’s dismay, the BFF she crushed on and her other BFF are now dating! Seriously bummed, Hee-won decides to go wild just one time, and find solace with a handsome stranger. A very satisfying one night affair has now turned into more — she’s pregnant! Fate brings them together again, and now the regimented Doo-joon is determined to do the right thing and marry her. But they’re basically strangers! Except... their bodies have been very intimately acquainted. What’s this mother-to-be to do?

True Beauty

After binge-watching beauty videos online, a shy comic book fan masters the art of makeup and sees her social standing skyrocket as she becomes her school’s prettiest pretty girl overnight. But will her elite status be short-lived? How long can she keep her real self a secret? And what about that cute boy who knows her secret?

Cheese In the Trap

Hong Sul is a ordinary college student. Yoo Jung is the school's most popular upperclass man. He's good looking, rich, smart, and even nice. However, Hong Sul thinks there's more to Yoo Jung than what meets the eye…

SPY x FAMILY

The master spy codenamed has spent his days on undercover missions, all for the dream of a better world. But one day, he receives a particularly difficult new order from command. For his mission, he must form a temporary family and start a new life?! A Spy/Action/Comedy about a one-of-a-kind family!

Doppio Senso (18+)

“What are you thinking about?”

“I’m thinking about a guy.”

KyungHyun stopped in the middle of a deep kiss and sighed. His lips began to form a smile, but his fierce glare said otherwise. Possessiveness and jealousy spread across his sculpted face.

“Will you tell me his name?”

His easygoing and languid voice reached her ears.

“Why?”

“So that I can shoot him down.”

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General HCs: Students

Excluding Dekusquad and Bakusquad I have everyone else here, I hope you like it ☺

Tokoyami (+Dark Shadow)

* He's really trying to be a harbinger of truth and exposer of deciet. He's a dork. He's just trying to impress you.

* He's so stupidly into music and has like seven playlists he's made for you. Please listen to them he worked hard. He's really shy about his music tastes.

* Dark Shadow teases him relentlessly. You're walking near him? Tokoyami mysteriously trips into your open arms. You need help reaching something on a high shelf? Shadow birb got you covered. His only goal is to make you notice how flustered he is with you.

* He's insecure about being part avian. Most people aren't really attracted to birds, right? Honestly he could look like anything, it doesn't matter. He's a little angsty but kind hearted and pays close attention to you.

Jiro

* She's written like fifteen songs for you and you've heard none of them. They're top secret hidden in her locked diary. If you ask her very nicely and promise not to judge she'll play some for you.

* Expect a lot of punk and metal gifts from her. Her entire existence is punk and metal please lift her up. She is so shy about it.

* Totally the flustered gf. Borrows your clothes without asking and denies it only to approach you in front of everyone else and be like "oh hey here's your shirt back btw" and leave like it was nothing but she is screaming inside.

* Honestly just share a closet with her you two would trade clothes so often you'd need to stitch your names into the tags to keep track. Share the same perfume/cologne too while you're at it. Did you use the same fragrance or did you snuggle together for an hour? No one else knows.

Momo

* She knows other people are after her either for her physique, her family wealth or both and as such, is distrustful at first. She doesn't want to fall for someone only to learn they're using her. Give her space to get comfortable with who you are.

* That said when she knows it's genuine feelings she spoils you rotten. Designer clothes, expensive jewelry, a custom hero costume etc. Her wallet is yours for the taking. Please don't fuck her over.

* Because her family is well known both as elites and heroes she has a reputation to keep up. She insists that you go with her dressed well and looking great so she can show you off with style.

* She is actually very soft hearted and needs some soft love sometimes. Just sit with her under a blanket she made and watch a romcom. Don't judge her for binge eating, she needs to eat well to support her quirk. If anyone makes fun of her kick their ass into the stratosphere.

Aoyama

* He simply will not stop sparkling and neither shall you. He shares his skin care, hair care and multi vitamins with you. You're both glowing, literally.

* He can be spontaneous and over the top in everything he does. He likes to show off and catch stares. He wants to catch your stare. If you gaze longingly at him he'll act suave while squealing with glee inside.

* He spends his money frivolously. He buys expensive care products, jewelry, clothes, stuffed animals...Did I mention it's all for you? He's penniless for you and doesn't mind that at all.

* He craves your attention so much. Spend some time alone with him and just look at him. In public keep your eyes locked on him. His ego will go through the roof, in the best way.

Monoma

* He is so fucking full of himself. Until you're around. He's usually narcissistic and up his own ass but when you walk by he's suddenly humble, kind and friendly. It's just him wanting you to see his good side.

* Sweet hearted asshole wants to feel loved. Just be kind to him. Help him with his homework. Spend free time with him. Help him show up 1-A. He'll love it.

* Totally uses you as a reason 1-B is better than 1-A. "Sure you guys fought villains and all but you don't have anyone even vaguely as attractive as my beloved!" Just let him have his fun in the sun.

* His hero costume is over the top for a reason. He wants to be the prince to sweep you off your feet, kiss you and ride off on a horse. He has the attire covered. Next, your love.

Hitoshi

* Above anything please just be accepting of his quirk. Don't ask him to use it for anything unnecessary or say anything bad about it. He's been ridiculed his entire life for his "villainous quirk", please be kind.

* Nap with him dammit. He's sleeping deprived because he pours all day and night into becoming good enough for 1-A. He wants to be a real hero and he values that over sleep. Cuddle with him at night and he'll sleep like a happy rock.

* You must love cats, end of discussion. His backpack is cat shaped, his phone case is a cat, his spirit animal is a cat, he may as well be a cat. He'd be over the moon if you compares him to a Maine Coon.

* When he does get into 1-A please be happy for him. He worked so hard for it, show your support. Even if you're in different classes you can see each other during lunchbreaks and after school.

Mirio

* He is sunshine. He is warmth. He adopts introverts. It's our man. His hugs are like butterfly kisses if they could crush you.

* He's the type to be really into you and still treat you like a friend. He can't get with someone unless he knows them very well beforehand.

* Though he's friendly and out reaching to others he's still a private person who shares little about his personal life. He needs to learn about you first. Being open yourself will encourage him to start chatting about himself.

* He loves romantic songs. He isn't one for Spotify, playlists or the such but if he hears a song that makes him think of you he's texting you the link immediately. He gets so caught up texting you that he stops listening to others and is in his own little world.

Tamaki

* He is just....So shy. So baby. He really wants to be a strong hero and save the people he loves but he is so shy. Don't pressure him into anything, he just needs someone who will let him be himself.

* That said, he has no experience in love. He's had crushes over the years but nothing meaningful enough to mention. Until you came along and took his heart for a stroll. Now you're all he thinks about. Is your hand warm? Do you like to kiss cheeks? What's your favorite flavor Pop Tart?

* When he manages to confess to you (not if, when) it'll be something cheesy but sweet. Like on Valentine's Day he'll leave a heartfelt card on your desk with his signature and a flower. He's a simple man.

* His feelings are so sensitive please never yell at him, not even out of excitement. He's scared of upsetting the people he cares about and wouldn't dream of upsetting you, his little mochi ice cream. Yes all his pet names for you are based on food.

Nejire

* She's the personification of a flower crown. With thorns. Very soft, sweet and pleasing to the eyes but very capable of defending herself. She is not a sex object and beats the ass of anyone who says so about herself or you.

* I personally headcanon her as asexual but that's my idea on it. You can see it however you like. Either way she's very romantic and loves cute gestures like 3 foot tall teddy bears and hand sewn clothes.

* Imagine this: at the beauty pageant, she wears a dress you sewed for her yourself and, alongside her natural beauty and talent, wins the pageant. She would have just been proud to show everyone your skills but she won wearing that dress, you can bet she's telling everyone you made it.

* She treats Eri like a daughter and hopes you'll do the same with her. Call it a little childish but she loves the idea of playing house with you. Married in a little happy home caring for Eri together.

I think that's everyone I need to add for now. If you want to see someone else in this let me know! My next two posts will be this same format for pros and villains. If you have any headcanons to share or a request my inbox is open

#mha x reader #tokoyami #tokoyami x reader #jiro kyoka #jiro x reader #momo yaoyorozu #momo x reader #aoyama yūga #aoyama x reader #monoma neito #monoma x reader #mirio togata #mirio x reader #tamaki amakiji #tamaki x reader #nejire hado #nejire x reader

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bbq-hawks-wings · 3 years

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Chapter 316: BBQ is capable of critiquing BNHA and… Oh boy.

Let's start this off properly, Horikoshi's typical quality of writing has been diminishing in recent chapters, but this week it was so different that it didn't even feel like Horikoshi was the one who wrote it.

To be clear, I'm not blaming Horikoshi for the issues I'm about to bring up. The man is criminally overworked, usually doesn't even get the final say in what makes it in the final drafts, and even in his other rough patches he's still produced decent chapters that hold up amongst the grand scheme of things. This feels like something else is going on behind the scenes, and while I have my suspicions on who/what might be the culprit behind it, I choose not to share it at this time because if I name names some people might go off on a crusade, and that's not what I want.

I just want to be clear that I'm not blindly firing off shots in the dark, but despite my frustrations I want to wait to see if this gets resolved down the line, and while I do I can complain about the specific reasons this chapter left such a bitter taste in my mouth.

Buckle up, buttercups, because we got a lot of points to cover.

Where's the Gun?

Not a literal gun, but I mean Chekhov's Gun. It has always been a staple of Horikoshi's writing and the reason so many of his long-standing plot lines have paid off so well.

Chekhov's Gun is a writing principal that if you see a gun on the table in the first act of a play, it will be used in the murder that happens in act 2. Basically, the author should include details that are relevant to the story and not betray the audience by leading them in one direction and at the last minute pull the rug out from underneath them to go in another direction.

Horikoshi has done this to phenomenal success in the past. Just as one example, he dropped hints about Nomu being human experiments early in the series but held off explicitly stating it for a while. He hinted at the loss of Shirakumo in the main narrative and that he was important to Aizawa and Mic as well as approved it for Vigilantes so when it was revealed that Kurogiri was Shirakumo's body, not only did it narratively make sense but it also pulled in Eraserhead and Present Mic's emotional stakes into the battle with the Doctor, and then when Ujiko reveals he was after Aizawa's quirk the whole time it made the payoff for Mic punching him in the face all that much better and brings the weight of his crimes and the impact they have on the victims full circle.

That's 3 different guns paying off in the long run: the Nomu, Shirakumo, and both Mic and Eraserheads' personal arcs past the loss of their childhood friend and that they could finally finish processing their grief and avenge him in full righteous fury instead of chalking it all up to cruel chance.

He has left details, some particularly innocuously, in plot lines like the Touya Todoroki reveal, Hawks' backstory, Shigaraki's blood connection to Nana Shimura, even with Mr. Compress's backstory, and more. When re-read, these details become more obvious and usually leaves us with a greater sense of satisfaction in the plot knowing that twists and turns were not only planned, but built up to and hinted at for us to find so the payoff is that much better and it feels purposeful instead of just shock factor.

None of that happened this chapter.

Lady Nagant has zero business being in this plotline. She was never hinted about before this arc, and her existence does nothing to tell us about the plot moving forward or the world that they're trying to change. Nothing her existence provides actually has any bearing on the universe or tells us anything we don't already know. But that's not how she was presented.

In the beginning we're given a glimpse of her helping Overhaul escape from Tartarus. The focus on her was odd enough to begin with as a new character, and the fact that she didn't look like she fit the profile of someone who belonged in Tartarus was like a flashing neon sign saying, "Pay attention! This new character is important!!!" She then shows up later with Overhaul in hand to attack Deku out of the blue. We get her talking about how she thought Overhaul might be useful and her disillusions with Hero Society. We catch her mannerisms with eery similarity to Hawks only to find out immediately after she was a senior colleague in the HPSC. Never once to my knowledge has Hawks referred to any of his senior colleagues as a "senpai" - not even his fellow heroes - and when he catches her in midair, he uses the words, "Don't die on me, senpai!" as if she's near and dear to his heart.

The entire character arc is set up for her to have known about Hawks and grapple with her desire to help people and her fear of re-creating what she hated, and this also set up Hawks to be the successor who succeeded where she failed and helped bring her to a place where she could be a hero without guilt again. What actually happened?

They're strangers.

They have never actually met before, and while he seems to know a lot about her, she doesn't even seem to have any idea of who he was - at least as far as being another hero under the thumb of the HPSC. So ALLLL that setup, all that gesturing, and all of the potential themes that would be right at home in an arc like this goes completely out the window.

Her story doesn't tell us anything new. The HPSC bad. We knew that. They're not above throwing innocents under the bus to achieve that goal. We knew that. They preyed upon young hopefuls with powerful quirks with the intent to maintain the status quo. We knew that even if the fact that Hawks isn't the only one now makes more questions than answers. We know that these young heroes can never say no under threat of steep, life-shattering consequences. We knew that already.

So what does Lady Nagant even bring to the table?! The entire "you're just a puppet doing what you've been told" angle is a little tired and out of place in this point and time with actual anarchy in the streets (not to mention hypocritical considering she was a blind puppet following orders and offers zero actual solutions that supposedly fall in line with her heroic nature), and it could have been left to any number of other villain characters who could have executed on the theme better - you know, like Shigaraki who's justification this entire time has been, "hero society doesn't make people safe, it just makes them feel safe" from the moment of his inception.

So from that angle she's unnecessary.

Her presence messes with the continuity of the series as well. If Hawks is supposed to explicitly replace her, that would mean that he wasn't just a fluke find on the commission's part and grabbed to mold into their own special superweapon; and that also would mean that her killing of the former president was before he was discovered which should put her at least in her forties. If this isn't the case, and he was meant to simply replace her in a "special agent" case, that still begs the question of how many more gifted children the commission preyed upon and are still out there.

And maybe the worst kicker for me is that something stinks. The way the art in this chapter is presented, if you completely blanked out the speech bubbles, is the same setup I had before - Hawks reaches out to his former mentor and pulls her from the brink of despair with a moving message about why he never gave up hope in being a hero who could actually make a difference.

Again, this is not what we got. He claims he knows her, and it's implied to have been a deep, personal character witness; but at best he only knows about her from secondhand sources. Even his reasoning as to how he never lost hope doesn't vibe with his character.

We have gotten so many cool one-liners for Hawks, but there has always been a consistent tone and imagery with them.

"Those who can fly, should."

"I don't belong in a cage."

"I'm free of my shackles."

"Can I be a shining light, just like him?"

What we got was, "I'm an optimist to a fault" which was the wording the official release went with and was by far the best iteration I have seen, but even this falls short of being truly in character for him and answering her question properly.

@mikeana made an edit of the titular panels for us Hawks stans this week with dialogue we and a few other friends felt was more fitting not only with the imagery of the chapter itself but internally consistent with the specific expressions Hawks uses in his heartfelt, personal dialogue. I just tweaked it a little bit more to fit what I was going for in our original conversation.

Which brings me to another concern.

2. What's the point?

There was no use for Nagant in the series as she's been presented so far. But more than that, Hawks has no business in this fight to begin with. He literally did nothing to earn this emotional moment, and this should have been Deku's moment.

We were teased in an interview with Horikoshi that Hawks was going to get a special moment as an important end-game character as a "shining light" of hope for others to follow as well as promises for Ochako to have another moment in the spotlight to make a difference.

If this was Hawks' shining light moment, it wasn't necessary, and it does nothing to move the plot forward or develop characters in any true or believable way. It just happened because plot. This should have been Deku's victory through and through, and even he is the reason BOTH Hawks and Nagant made it out alive instead of painting the street below them.

Deku's victory was stolen from him, too. It sours the other promises made to us about other characters moving forward, as well, if this really was Hawks' "Shining Light" moment.

By the way, did you forget about Overhaul? Me too!!! What was the point of getting our hopes up about reintroducing this beloved character with the implications this was a major arc setup to have him scream about pops and then get detained with no clues about what's going to happen to him besides, "Say you're sorry to Eri, and you get to see pops"?!

All this posturing and clumsy narrative flailing only actually succeeded in getting Deku in front of AFO again for plot when we already know Mr. Potato Head could summon, show himself to, or find Deku at any time he wanted. But instead we get this time skip with a bunch of heroes completely mended walking into a big, spooky mansion for AFO to evil monologue at Deku for… *counts*

FOUR PAGES!!!

Only to then give him the "I want YOU!" point over a pre-recorded message and the final nail in the coffin to me that something is off.

3. Ex-pu-LOOOO-SHUN!

It's become almost a game among friends to count how many explosions have happened since the end of the war arc - and specifically fake-out explosions. In the end of 311 we get All Might's car attacked via explosion and Deku cornered by Nagant only for All Might to be fine in the next chapter. In 315 Lady Nagant herself explodes in a blaze of glory to once again not be dead.

Gee! I wOnDeR if aLl the heroes were AcTuAlLy cornered and KiLlEd in that explosion in the mansion!

None of us do. They're fine. We're going to see it first thing next week. The shock has worn off, and it's repetitive and annoying at this point. There is no cliffhanger despite how the framing might try to tell you otherwise.

It's BAD WRITING.

The writing has been moving far too quickly and clumsily with no explanation in sight, and even character interactions are being cut short to the point of them being meaningless and empty.

This doesn't even feel like Horikoshi's bad writing. It feels like someone else is trying to call the shots and rushing him through these final bits of the series, and he's run out of things he's previously set up for months and months to reappear so someone is trying to get Dabi-reveal levels of attention with arcs and storylines that don't have the build-up to result in a satisfactory payoff.

4. At least it can get better... I hope.

Maybe those who share my suspicions or know what particular suspicions I have are with me in believing that this is a temporary disappointment and we haven't seen the last of the writing that's captivated me for years. I don't blame Horikoshi for these glaring faults that all came to a head in this chapter.

It CAN get better later, and I think it WILL- we just probably are going to have to wait for it. Until then, I'm going to enjoy the Hawks panels we got, maybe edit the last few chapters to be more in line with something more like the BNHA I know in a "fix it fic" fashion so I don't groan in anticipation of how long it might take us to get there.

See you all next week, hopefully on a much brighter note.

#she speaks #chapter review #bnha 316 #bnha chapter 316 #bnha manga spoilers

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lepusrufus · 3 years

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To bargain for immortality pt.4

The first thing to come to her conscious mind as soon as she woke up were always the faint distant sounds of her home. Faint, as not only was Cassandra's bedroom on one of the higher floors, but any staff members knew better than to make noise while their mistresses were sleeping. Distant barking made its way past a window left ajar, accompanied by scribbling noises.

Nicole turned around, legs tangled in the blanket that was shared until not long ago, to look for a colder spot warranted by the warm May weather. The realization that she was alone in bed made its way through the haze still remaining from sleep. That, in itself, was not unusual as Cassandra almost always woke up first and busied herself with something while waiting for her to wake up.

"Cassandra?" She called out quietly, voice still groggy with sleep and eyes not even bothering to open.

"Just a moment," came her response from the other side of the room, likely the desk, as the scratchy sound of pencil on paper stopped.

The chair was pushed away and a handful of steps took Cassandra to the door, where a maid was waiting outside as per routine. After a couple hushed instructions, the door clicked shut again and she finally approached the bed, looking down at her wife with fondness. She bent down to leave a kiss on top of messy auburn hair.

"Good morning."

Her answer came in the form of a returned kiss and impatient tug of her hand, that she gladly indulged by sitting down on top of the soft cushions that she had priorly abandoned. Nicole wasted no time in wrapping an arm around her waist and nuzzling into her side, happy to feel the cool skin underneath a thin grey robe. Cassandra decided that her wife seemed awake enough to receive news, despite the obvious refusal to even crack an eye open.

"Bela wants to go into town later and asked if we'd like to come."

There they were, emerald eyes finally open and staring up at her in surprise.

"Did you say yes?"

Cassandra scoffed. "And finally get the chance to go out and stretch my legs after being locked up in the castle for all winter? Absolutely not."

That got her an eye roll. "In that case I'll keep on sleeping through the whole evening," Nicole said, pretending to go back to the dream she had just left unfinished, something the mild tiredness that had settled in her body seemed more than happy about.

"Oh no you don't."

Two strong hands gripped her shoulders and shifted her into Cassandra's lap, thin lips intoxicatingly close to her ear. "I even prepared the perfect outfits for the two of us, I simply cannot believe you'd pass up this opportunity for some extra sleep."

Nicole laughed at the feign offense, voice finally clear and free from the morning raspiness. She stretched her arms upwards with a few satisfying pops and then let her hands rest on Cassandra's shoulders.

"My, that's so thoughtful of you," she said, leaving a soft kiss on her lips. "Good morning."

The moment was kindly interrupted by a curt knock on the heavy door. Nicole groaned and moved back on the bed, pulling a nightgown that certainly did not belong to her loosely over her shoulders. When she was covered enough to not put on a show, Cassandra chuckled and addressed the still closed door.

"Come in."

A young woman entered the room, one of the latest additions to the kitchen staff as per Cynthia's request, with a tray expertly balanced in one hand, while the other held the leash of one of the thankfully well behaved hounds.

"Eris!" Nicole greeted the black dog, who snapped its big brown eyes in her direction and started wagging its tail. Thankfully for the girl holding the leash, the dog was expertly trained and did not lunge away to its owners. Instead it followed along, not tugging on the leash until both were just by the bed.

"Breakfast, my ladies."

A small assortment of drinks, together with a plate were placed from the silver tray to the small table on Cassandra's side. One wine glass was filled with fresh crimson blood, a cup of hot tea was sitting right beside it, steam rising up from the liquid inside and, in the smaller cup, dark coffee. On the plate, a freshly baked croissant and a small assortment of berries were waiting invitingly.

"And Eris, as you requested."

The girl held up the leash, but Cassandra simply waved a dismissive hand. "Just let her go. And leave the leash on my desk."

She did as was instructed, unhooking the leash with a soft metal click and placing it, coiled up neatly, on the carefully polished wood of the desk. Then, with a slight bow, she left the two alone once again.

Nicole didn't acknowledge that, too busy patting the spot by her side for the black hound to jump up. Cassandra opened her mouth to protest, but was a second too late as the dog was already in her wife's lap getting head and neck scratches. She sighed. At least all the hounds were kept squeaky clean outside hunting sessions.

"Stop spoiling our hunting dogs."

"Oh darling don't worry, I have no power over Carolina's training," she emphasized by snapping a finger and pointing it to the far side or the bed, direction that the dog followed dutifully, curling up on top of a folded blanket. "Good girl," she cooed at the furry beast, which elicited a tail wag.

Cassandra shook her head with a small smile tugging at her lips. She passed the small coffee cup to her wife, who took a tentative sip to test the temperature. It was lukewarm, as it always was, the routine of all the family ingrained into each and every staff member to the dot. They knew how Nicole liked her coffee, what tea to pair with any kind of breakfast and, probably most important for their sake, exactly how much blood, down to the milliliter, Cassandra liked to drink in the morning. Well, early evening, but who kept track.

The bitter liquid was downed in mere seconds, the taste accompanied by a sour grimace. Nicole did not like coffee in the slightest, having lost any possible appetite for the bitter taste after drinking one too many, or a thousand too many, cups during her days in med school. Unfortunately, it still did its job of waking her up, so a compromise with a sweet cup of fruity tea right afterwards had to be made.

She passed the empty cup back to Cassandra, who replaced it with the tea.

"I have to say, seeing your face scrunched up in disgust every morning is most entertaining."

"Happy to see my attempt at waking up is enjoyable for you," she replied with a pointed look thrown over the porcelain edge of the mug.

The look however was replaced by a content sigh upon sipping on the tea, the prior bitter taste slowly replaced by a blissful blend of fruit and lavender. While their cook Cynthia was downright an expert at preparing all kinds of meat, human included, her biggest talent was creating the best blends of tea, never too overpowering but always with a balanced taste. At least according to Nicole, and she would hold that opinion to the day she died.

While waiting for the liquid to get to a more drinkable temperature, her attention went back to the dog now sprawled on its side. "Why did you ask for Eris?"

Cassandra took another long sip of her drink, far more elegant than one would expect from a woman who had no issue regularly walking around covered in blood. "I just thought we could bring her along, I know she's your favorite," she finished with a smirk.

"That's not true," Nicole quickly replied, as if she were a mother accused of having a favorite child, which only made Cassandra's grin grow wider. She cleared her throat in an attempt to save some face. "I love all our dogs equally, Eris is just… particularly well behaved, yes."

Her wife simply chuckled, not having bought any of her excuses for playing favorites. Not that Cassandra wasn't guilty of that either. Her first response to picking a favorite would be not unlike Nicole's, but she had a particular fondness for Freya, one of their Finnish hounds, who always seemed so eager to sniff out prey on the hunts. She would be lying to say that she didn't entertain the idea of asking her mother to infect some of their best dogs from time to time, their short lives feeling like blinks of an eye compared to her own immortality.

She placed the now empty glass back on the table, not quite as graceful as her mother always did after a meal. They had plenty of time, so getting up was not yet in either of their schedules.

"Are we going somewhere in particular, or just out for a stretch," Nicole asked in between sips.

"Bela has to pick something up and Dani, surprising to precisely no one, wants to visit the bookshop," Cassandra started with a slight eye roll, leaning on her side on top of the cushions and starting to toy with the hem of Nicole's sleeve. "Since we're doing none of that boring stuff, I thought you'd like to choose."

Nicole tapped a finger of the white rim of her mug, nail making a soft clink. She sighed. "Just a walk around town, I'm really dying to get out too."

"You do realize you're not confined to the castle during winter like I am right," Cassandra laughed.

"And leave my beloved wife all alone while I go out and about," her reply was overly dramatic, complete with a hand gingerly placed over her heart almost as if such an idea was close to blasphemous. It only gained her a small snort.

"Should I remind you that I've spent decades in this castle? I promise I can bear it."

Okay, grandma.

With the tea finally gone, Nicole placed the tall mug on the nightstand closest to her, effectively freeing her hands. Free to trace tender fingers up Cassandra's arm, her neck and around the intricate lace of her choker to toy with the fine chains decorating it.

"You sure about that?" Her voice was sickly sweet, all too aware of her unbeatable talent of making someone as sadistic as her wife melt with little more than a hushed tone and gentle hands.

Cassandra did not respond right away. She was nothing if not a prideful person and admitting to the fact that yes, she would miss her, even for a handful of hours, was not particularly high on her list of things to be said out loud. It was almost an unbearably clingy kind, their relationship. Or at least that's what someone who did not know better would say. Truth be told, they were both the kind of people that looked almost desperately, although a desperation worn with odd grace, for comfort in other people. People they would then fight tooth and nail, or more accurately fang and claw, to keep close. It was obvious in the way Cassandra took on the role as protector of the family, nevermind the fact that Alcina would cut any possible threats to pieces before any of them had time to lift a finger. Obvious, also in the way she was so protective over Nicole herself, the beautifully engraved dagger always strapped to the redhead’s side either under a lab coat or at the belt of a dress rendered little more than a fancy accessory.

Cassandra chuckled, wrapping long fingers around her hand and taking it away from her necklace. "Why don't we get dressed before Bela comes to nag at us mm?" Then black lips were gingerly pressed to the skin, leaving a small kiss on top of bony knuckles.

With a shrug and a less than gracious stretch accompanied by a yawn, Nicole got out from under the covers, the red velvety fabric of the robe flowing after her like an impromptu cape.

"Are you wearing my robe," Cassandra's voice came from behind her, together with hands placed on her waist.

Duh.

Not that Cassandra ever truly complained. Finding the oversized clothing her wife often wore quite endearing.

"It does look quite charming on me you have to admit."

"You're practically swimming in it."

Nicole rolled her eyes which only prompted a small laugh.

They fixed themselves enough to be semi presentable for the small distance that separated the bedroom and the dressing room. Nicole was about to suggest wearing something more casual, but the fact that going out for the first time after the long winter months was almost reason for a small celebration for all three of the Dimitrescu sisters made her shut down that train of thought. No harm in being fancy on occasion after all.

The outfits Cassandra had picked out were nothing short of perfect for the occasion. Matching black dresses, Nicole's a tad lighter with a lacy collar and frilly hems complete with a white vest-like corset, while Cassandra's was made out of a thicker fabric and went down almost to the floor, surely due to her tendency to get cold easily.

Not being the kind that lingered in the dressing room too long, that was more Daniela's style, it took little for them to get dressed. The occasional helping hand for small things that one could maybe twist and turn to do themselves, but why bother when you have a perfectly willing to help spouse, was something they both enjoyed and took a couple extra precious moments to let a hand linger or fingers to trace expertly done sems. After some makeup was applied and the leash was hooked back to Eris' collar, they finally made their way downstairs.

They were close to fashionably late it seemed, as Bela, Daniela and Anita were already waiting in the main hall, the eldest throwing a miffed expression their way upon seeing them descend the grand staircase.

Nicole noticed the absence of one of their usual party members. "Isn't Laura coming with us?"

"She had to go to Donna's this morning. Spring preparations and all," Bela's reply came dangerously close to being accompanied by an uncharacteristic pout.

Oh. Someone's in a sour mood.

They made their way down the stone paved road that connected the castle to the town in relative silence, interrupted only once by Bela telling them when they would meet up to head back home. Other than that, they just enjoyed the short walk. And for good reason, the road was surrounded by beautiful rose bushes on both sides, with pine trees expanding beyond them and the sounds of birds and nocturnal animals beginning to wake up blending together in a quiet murmur so typical to the forest.

Once in the town square under the familiar angel statue, Bela wordlessly left them in favor of making her way down a small street. Daniela and Anita seemed more courteous and said their goodbyes and see-you-laters as they turned around, chattering about something only they understood.

Left alone, with their dog whose leash was attached to the same belt Cassandra's sickle was, they started walking down the quiet streets. It was almost sundown, so even the small crowd of people usually going about their business was almost non-existent, knowing better than to be out at night without good reason.

Something that Nicole was yet to grow bored of, even after a few years spent at the castle, was the small architectural oddities around town. It looked quite regular, albeit old, at first glance but a closer look would reveal the rich symbolism resulting from the centuries of being quite literally broken off from the rest of the world and almost frozen in time.

The go to flowers planted in front of buildings were crimson roses, the familiar patterns of swirling vines and leaves engraved into walls and lamp posts. A bakery they passed by had three sickles hanging behind the glass, complementing the harvest theme the entire shop had, together with dried wheat in vases and warm inviting colors on the walls. The one fishery that everyone in town knew had a mermaid gracefully swimming in a panel just above its entrance and horseshoes were nailed to most doors leading to houses or small apartment buildings. Even a toy store had a suspiciously Angie-like doll, although without the cracks and signs of time its original counterpart sported, looking out at any passersby.

One thing that could never go unnoticed however, were the crows. Statues of the birds, big or small, could be seen anywhere, from street corners to rooftops and atop building entrances. Some had their wings spread out, ready to take flight were they not trapped by stone bodies, others had their bills open wide in a silent croak and some were simply looking on. Real crows were also incredibly common, replacing the pigeons any other city had in favor of the black birds, ironically roosting on the statues of themselves quite often and kindly providing the city background noise with their caws. Nicole inquired about their presence once, and Cassandra had explained how the locals see crows as good luck, being a symbol to Mother Miranda. Many people fed them and even had buildings upon which small towers were erected with the purpose of giving the birds space to make nests.

Nicole had a strong suspicion that some of the birds were a little more than they let on, especially after seeing their so-called goddess break into a flock on multiple occasions. Sometimes, you would look at one of the crows perched on a power line connecting two buildings, and icy grey would stare back, the depth in those eyes far too human to belong to any bird.

Her slight glare towards one crow that seemed to look at them from a windowsill was interrupted by the memory of a small list she had tucked in her pocket before leaving.

"Oh, I need to pass by the pharmacy to pick up a few things we ran out of."

Cassandra simply shrugged. "Sure," and she looked around for a moment to find the street that would take them there fastest. Not like they had any plans other than enjoying the pseudo freedom that being out of the castle gave them.

The pharmacy was oh so conveniently located on the other side of town, adjacent to the hospital near the reservoir. Ever since Miranda had found ways to lessen the negative effects of his mutation, Moreau was the designated town doctor, but due to the still somewhat volatile transformations he was still mostly confined to the place and it's murky waters, a fact that he despised greatly. It was an obvious choice, then, to erect the hospital there. It was a small building not unlike the rest of the town's architecture when it came to size, no more than three floors high and with a small staff that Moreau himself had to teach the ins and outs of medical practice. If memory serves right, even Miranda and her assistants had taught some people particularly well versed in the sciences how to operate the equipment and patients alike. Medical training seemed to be hard to come by around here and Nicole had a gnawing suspicion that it was the reason she was still alive.

The building coming into view behind the trees and the paved road that cut through the small stretch of woods separating the town and reservoir looked oddly new in comparison to the rest, as it had been erected only a couple decades prior. Attached to it, a smaller house with matching tiles on the roof and a sign that read Farmacie above the entrance's double doors.

Dogs were normally not allowed inside, but who was going to stop them of all people from marching right in, black hound happily walking by their side. They were the only ones inside, save for a short woman sitting behind the counter, panic flashing in her eyes when her gaze fell on Cassandra's tall frame, hand in hand with Nicole who was at the moment too occupied with pulling out the list of meds she had written. She gave it a once over and, sure that she had everything down, passed the paper to the pharmacist, who knew better than to ask if she had any prescriptions.

"You could've sent someone to fetch these for you," Cassandra said, eyes following the woman as she disappeared behind tall shelves full of small boxes and pill bottles.

"I know, I just didn't want to wait. I don't like running out of supplies," Nicole shrugged.

Plus, Nicole was way less likely to be questioned on why she's buying twenty different kinds of meds than a random maid. Partly because the pharmacist recognized her and partly because any sane person here knew better than not obliging when Cassandra was looming behind her. A small smirk graced her lips at the thought and a sly look was given to her wife, who was too busy playing with the dog's floppy ears to notice. Eris raised her head at the unforgivable offense, playfully trying to nip at the gloved hands that were tickling her, getting a giggle out of the brunette.

All three were distracted by the soft clink of a bell hanging above the door, indicating that someone had entered the pharmacy. It was an older man, looking to be in his sixties, heavily leaning on a crutch held in his right hand.

Cassandra's features morphed into a scowl and Nicole could practically hear the man-thing going through her mind. The man was probably on the verge of doing a complete one eighty and exit the pharmacy, when a voice called out from behind the counter.

"Ah Andrei, I have something for that infection of yours, hold on a moment," the pharmacist called out, before handing Nicole a sizable paper bag full of what she had requested.

She felt an unwelcomed whiff of decay as Cassandra took the bag from her hands, and sniffled in an attempt to ward off the stinging sensation in her nose. She fumbled with the credit card, mentally cursing the payment for not transferring quicker when the smell was starting to make her eyes water the slightest bit.

"Is everything alright my lady?"

The man's voice, full of genuine worry came from behind them, having moved closer upon the pharmacist's urging, and the putrid stench of death and decomposition flooded Nicole's senses together with the slick sensation of blood running down her face. She had to force down a gag as she shoved the card back into a pocket and all but ran out the door, worried wife in toe.

"Nicole what-" Cassandra swallowed any words she had at the sight of the blood flowing down and staining the until moments before immaculate white of her wife's corset.

Nicole made her way to a corner of the building that nobody seemed to go to, and leaned against the wall, eyes squeezed shut and trying to ward off the lightheadedness.

For someone who spent years working on dead bodies in various stages of decomposition, one would think that the smell of death did not bother her. And it didn't. But this was different, the stench seeming to make its way into her skin and clinging to her senses, coating her throat as if trying to choke her out in the most disgusting way possible. Not to mention that there was no actual dead body around.

She coughed out the blood that didn't make its way out of her nostrils and instead decided to go the throat route. Her hands were a crimson mess and so were her face and dress, a pang of guilt shooting through her for having ruined the outfit picked by Cassandra. At least the bleeding seemed to stop and so did the horrid stench.

Cassandra didn't seem to care, nor even notice, the ruined fabric. Instead she pulled out a handkerchief from a pocket and started to gently wipe the blood away from pale skin.

"What's wrong?" She asked and Nicole could only shake her head.

"I don't know. I don't know why this keeps happening," she almost ran her hands down her face in frustration but had enough clarity of mind to remember how dirty they were. "I thought it would go away, and for a while it did. I don't understand what the hell is wrong with me," she added, voice rising the slightest bit.

Cassandra grimaced, trying to get her face clean. "We can talk to Mother when we get back."

A defeated sigh made its way past bloody lips. Nicole had her doubts that Alcina would know any more than them on the situation, which was nothing. They knew nothing.

She grabbed Cassandra's hand to steady herself back on her feet, mind drifting to what she didn't want to think was her only solution.

If there was anyone who could get to the end of this, it was Mother Miranda.

#unhinged maiden™ my beloved #cassandra dimitrescu x maiden #to bargain for immortality #fanfic #doggo!!!#some fluff for a break aye #go out they said itll be fun they said

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makeste · 3 years

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BnHA Chapter 291: The Endeavor Pamphlet

Previously on BnHA: Dabi showed up atop Gigantomachia’s back and was all “you’ll never guess who I really am!” and the readers humored him and were all “who?” and he was all “TODOROKI TOUYA” and we were all “WOW └(・。・)┘ OH MY GOSH I WOULD NEVER HAVE GUESSED”, except for Shouto and Enji who were GENUINELY SHOCKED. Anyway so Touya was all “and guess what I’m doing right now!” and before anyone could even try, he was all, “STREAMING MY EMMY-NOMINATED MINISERIES ‘HELLO, I’M EVIL BUT ALSO TRAGIC AND SEXY, NOW LET ME TELL YOU ALL ABOUT MY DAD WHO SUCKS’’, THAT’S WHAT.” And everyone was all “oh my god” and Touya was all “ヽ(⌐■_■)ノ♪” for basically the rest of the chapter, and that’s pretty much it! Oh, wait, except for the part where he also doused himself in bleach in a fit of pure theatrics, which is actually pretty much the main takeaway from the entire chapter really because it was just wild af. ANYWAYS.

Today on BnHA: Horikoshi introduces Baby Touya, the world’s most enchantingly sweet character, and is immediately all, “I sure can’t wait to tell you guys all about how his fucking jaw burnt off.” Thankfully he doesn’t (YET), and we cut back to the present pretty quickly, where Dabi explains how he took all of his brain cells that should have been used to stop him from pouring bleach over his head, and instead put them all toward his big brain plot of releasing an elaborate video detailing Endeavor’s various abuses and crimes, and even throwing Hawks under the bus as well because WHY NOT. He then leaps off of Gigantomachia’s back (like I said, no brain cells) all set to blast them with a Prominence Burn, only to be stopped by none other than THE LEGEND HIMSELF, MOTHERFUCKING BEST, PRETTIEST, NICEST, MOST OUTSTANDING MOTHERFUCKING JEANIST. Who’s no doubt outraged by the crime against hair he witnessed only moments earlier. GO GETTIM JEANY BOI.

so I haven’t had time to answer any of them because this has been the stupidest week, but I just wanted to tell you guys that I received no fewer than nine asks about Dabi’s hair. which, in a week filled with election memes and tumblr’s most cursed fandom briefly rising back up from the dead, is a pretty impressive feat for him if you ask me. like, I know I was making fun of it basically nonstop, but it sure did generate a lot of discussion so maybe I should rethink my opinions on Dabi’s PR strategies now, idk

anyway. it’s Saturday. time to catch up on this shit. let’s see how fucked the Todorokis are

OH NO HE’S CUTE

HOLY SHIT THIS IS TOO MUCH TO FUCKING PROCESS. I’M JUST TRYING TO ENJOY MY DAY HORIKOSHI, ARE YOU REALLY GOING TO TRAUMATIZE THIS POOR CHILD RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY SALAD

“thanks for being all right” the fuck

who allowed this child to be so cute. I’m serious. who signed off on this

how could a child this adorable possibly want to murder his equally adorable baby brother. please, your honor. there must be some mistake here

guess how prepared I am to read all about Touya’s tragic past. mm. that’s right. zero ready. none ready

anyway. TWO THOUSAND DEGREES LOLOLOL. NO TRACE OF A CORPSE HOW CONVENIENT. A PIECE OF HIS LOWER JAW BONE FFFFMSGHKLSh. LOVELY. LOVELY

LMAOOOOO

listen you guys. I just want to take a moment to appreciate that Horikoshi Kouhei did one of two things here. either (1) he planned it out FROM THE VERY START that Touya would be born with red hair Because Fire Powers, but would then have his hair turn white due to trauma, thus making the Dabi/Touya connection very slightly less obvious, although Let’s Be Real Who Are We Kidding. OR, (2) the anime got it wrong and gave him red hair, and rather than allowing this plot hole to continue to exist, Horikoshi took it upon himself to concoct this elaborate storyline and pretend it was never a plot hole at all! in which case I sure hope someone at Bones is sending him a VERY nice Christmas card this year. got this man sweeping up all your messes for you. you’re just lucky he has some sort of wild compulsion to address these things

anyways!!

FATHER AND SON. how sweet. :| still zero percent ready for any of this btw

STOP BEING CUTE

THIS IS RIDICULOUS. I’M SO MAD RIGHT NOW. HE IS THE SINGLE CUTEST CHARACTER IN THE ENTIRE SERIES, and do you even know how many other baby characters I’m betraying in order to say that?! baby Kacchan, baby Deku, baby Ochako, baby Shouto, Eri, baby Hawks. I’M LOOKING YOU DEAD IN THE EYE RIGHT NOW AND TELLING YOU THAT BABY TOUYA IS CUTER THAN ALL OF THOSE PLEBS. AND YOU’RE LOOKING BACK AT ME RIGHT NOW ALL “YEAH IT SURE IS A PITY ABOUT HIS JAW MELTING OFF THOUGH.” THAT’S IT, I QUIT THE SERIES

and Enji’s smiling at him. he’s so proud of him. but then Touya won’t be able to do it, and Enji’s gonna stop training him, and Touya’s gonna feel like a failure and keep pushing himself in order to try and win his dad’s affections back, because that’s all kids fucking want, all they want is just love, that’s fucking it, you couldn’t just give him that?? and then he’s gonna immolate himself fflkdlskfh THERE YOU SEE HORIKOSHI, I KNOW THE WHOLE STORY ALREADY, YOU DON’T HAVE TO DO THE WHOLE “SHOW THEM THE DEAD DOG” THING YET AGAIN YOU PIECE OF SHIT

OH SNAP THERE GOES THE TWIN THEORY. R.I.P.

BABY FUYUMI. PRETTY CUTE. NOT AS CUTE AS TOUYA THOUGH. HEY LOOK, NO REASON TO GET MAD AT ME I’M JUST STATING A FACT HERE

YEAH THIS IS GONNA GO REAL WELL OH BOY

I keep pressing the emergency stop button but this industrial tragedy machine just keeps on chugging along anyway, I’m pretty sure this thing is not up to code

:| I am so sorry sweet boy, Horikoshi is only getting started with you

FUCKING HELL WITH THIS NARRATION

but he wasn’t actually a child to you, he was just a little puppet child for you to live vicariously through!! and then you went and did the same fucking thing with Shouto afterwards and never learned your lesson until just six months ago!! fucking hell, Enji

so now he’s all “Touya is dead, that’s an unforgivable lie” fflkdhflk motherfucker does he look dead to you. if you really think that, tumblr and twitter have got a little over five years’ worth of archived theory posts to show you

oh shit Touya’s countering with “it’s an unforgivable truth”, which, damn. I actually think Horikoshi’s dialogue is one of his weaker points as a writer a lot of the time, but that comeback was snappy as fuck

actually guys, now that I’ve seen how ridiculously fucking cute baby!Touya was, I can almost understand why Shouto and Enji never put the pieces together before lol. any passing similarities would have easily been dismissed on account of he’d need to be at least 10x more adorable in order to get the full resemblance

OH MY GOD

NOW YOU SLEEP??? SO YOU POINT BLANK REFUSED TO PASS OUT WHILE YOU WERE BUSY MAIMING ALL OF MY FAVORITE CHARACTERS, BUT NOW THAT THERE’S AN OPPORTUNITY TO SEE YOUR REACTION TO THE “YOUR LIEUTENANT WAS SECRETLY RELATED TO ONE OF YOUR WORST ENEMIES THE WHOLE TIME” BOMBSHELL, YOU FINALLY DECIDE TO GET YOUR FORTY WINKS. I SEE

WOW DABI

I’M SURPRISED YOU DIDN’T ALREADY HAVE YOUR ANCESTRY.COM RESULTS PRINTOUT READY TO FOLD INTO A PAPER AIRPLANE AND ZOOM ON DOWN TO HIM

LOL NEVERMIND

gotta say, so far The Endeavor Pamphlet is just about as spicy as I could have hoped

(ETA: Natsuo’s face as he watches his beloved dead brother come back to life only to literally and metaphorically set everything on fire in one fell swoop is :/. why must you do this to me Natsu. can’t you see I’m trying to throw a Welcome Back Jeanist party here.)

HAVE YOU READ THIS?! TODOROKI ENJI ABUSED HIS OWN HEIR, AND DABI WROTE IT DOWN RIGHT THERE

WELL HE’S NEVER GON’ BE NUMBER ONE NOW / NEVER GON’ BE NUMBER ONE NOW / THAT’S ONE LESS THING TO WORRY ABOUT / THAT’S ONE LESS THING TO WORRY ABOUT

btw I neglected to mention this last week, but yes I do recognize and appreciate that this is Can’t Ya See-kun himself whom Horikoshi has chosen to be the face of this existential crisis which the general public is about to experience. rip CYS-kun

OOF

excuse me. putting aside the implications of Dabi sharing this context-less murder video of Hawks with the entire world for a moment, I just have to pause for a sec here, because when exactly did he get a chance to edit this all in?? complete with voiceover that seamlessly ties in with the prerecorded footage of him with DNA test results sans shirt?? you’re telling me this motherfucker, with all the smoke that was in the room thanks to his own quirk, somehow got a PERFECT SHOT of the PRECISE MOMENT when Hawks drove his feather knife into Jin’s back, using his MAGIC CAMERA THAT HE I GUESS HAD THE ENTIRE TIME IN THE POUCH RIGHT NEXT TO HIS BLEACH BOTTLE, and then immediately somehow got this very next shot as well FROM AN ENTIRELY DIFFERENT ANGLE

ALL THE WHILE IMMEDIATELY RUNNING THROUGH SCRIPT REVISIONS IN HIS HEAD, WHICH HE THEN PROCEEDED TO RECORD... WHERE, EXACTLY?? WITH SKEPTIC, WHILST RIDING ON MACHIA’S BACK??

AND THIS IS ALL YOU HAVE TO SAY FOR YOURSELF???

and this after I just wrote that whole long paragraph positively GLOWING about this man’s ability to plug up a plot hole. jfc. just scratch out every damn word I said lol. just forget all of it

are you fucking kidding me, the footage was from the cameras Skeptic planted on Hawks??

that’s... actually... okay you know what, it still doesn’t make any sense in the slightest, but the determination to address it nonetheless... just, dammit... I feel like I’m constantly at war with myself over whether or not I want to shake this man’s hand or slap him lmao. whatever, then!!

anyway, since Shouto and Enji can’t actually see the damage that Touya is dealing to the hero industry even as they speak, Touya is taking it upon himself to give them the highlights

I think it’s a testament to how much Endeavor cares about Hawks that he managed to zero in on that comment even amidst all the craziness of his eldest son returning from the dead to announce how he’s been carefully plotting their destruction for years and years. like, he heard “Hawks” and his face immediately went like that. you think he’s worried that Dabi did something to him? because he’d be right to worry lol

so the Endeavor Pamphlet narration is now explaining all about how Hawks totally killed the Number 3 Hero Best Jeanist as well! yep... he sure did... totally...

OH MY GOD WE’RE CUTTING TO HIM AHHHHH

Hawks, that is. lol. not Jeanist. NO, JUST MY POOR HALF-DEAD WINGLESS BABY SON

NOOOOO HIS LITTLE WING STUMPS. BUT SOMEHOW HIS FACIAL HAIR IS STILL INTACT. OH TO BE AN ANIME PRETTY BOY BEING SET ON FIRE. “HEY, TAKE IT EASY, WATCH THE FACE”

EXCUSE ME WHAT

interesting! we suspected as much, I think, with the clues that Ending dropped, and the little flashback right after the name reveal. still not clear how Dabi found out about it though!

looooool okay here we go, breaking out the heavy-handed holier-than-thou shit now

you know, I do find it interesting how trying to model themselves after All Might’s noble Symbol of Peace image has kind of ended up being the heroes’ undoing here. like, I could write a whole essay on this, but what it basically boils down to is that they were all trying too hard to be perfect. All Might went out there and did his thing and was amazing, and so the powers-that-be built an entire system centered around this seemingly-infallible person, and they acted like the system was infallible as well. and so most of the population ended up becoming complacent over the years, and meanwhile the people who were unfortunate enough to fall through the cracks understandably wound up disillusioned and perceiving the heroes as these false idols

anyway, but I think one positive takeaway from this is that the new up-and-coming generation of heroes represent a breakaway from that system. like, imo what we’re witnessing is the downfall of the Perfect Hero, and the rise of the imperfect hero. and this new generation doesn’t shy away from their failures or pretend like they never happened. they pretty much can’t pretend, because their failures are all right out there in the open for everyone to see. Bakugou Katsuki, just to name one example off the top of my very biased head, has had his own personal character journey basically play out right in front of the media’s eyes. his humiliation at the sports festival, his kidnapping by the League, and all of the fallout afterward. this isn’t someone who can ever go out there and convince the world that he’s perfect. but what he can do, instead, is show the world that he’s trying. that he’s trying with everything he has to do his best, to be the best. rather than this untouchable godlike image, it’s instead the image of someone painfully human who is nonetheless striving with everything he’s got to keep moving forward, flaws and all, and work his way to the top

and ultimately I think that’s going to be a much more positive image to send out to the world when all’s said and done. because rather than merely inspiring awe, heroes like that inspire people to take action themselves. or at least that’s what I hope! and not just Bakugou, but the others as well. we’ve got Shouto, whose own personal trauma is being aired in front of the whole nation even as I sit here ranting. we’ve got Deku, who cries at the drop of a hat, and who fought to become a hero despite being quirkless (and I think it’s only a matter of time before that eventually becomes public knowledge as well). tl;dr because I’m getting way too long-winded here, but these kids have effectively been humanized in a way that the old generation never was, and I think that’ll go a long way towards building trust between them and the people they’ll someday be protecting, and inspiring the next generation in hopefully a much healthier way

anyway so where were we. ...oh yes, Dabi was explaining that heroes only protect themselves, and is presumably building up to his grand conclusion of “therefore you should all just let the villains take over and burn down the world”

omfg. YOU GUYS

DOES CAN’T YA SEE-KUN’S SHARK FRIEND ACTUALLY CALL HIM “CAN’T YA SEE-KUN.” HE HAS A NAME YOU KNOW!! UNLESS HE LEGALLY GOT HIS NAME CHANGED TO CAN’T YA SEE-KUN. OH MY GOD

ALSO, IS THAT CAN’T YA SEE-KUN CRYING IN THE BOTTOM RIGHT THERE OMG. GIVE THIS CHILD A HUG. EVERYONE STOP WHAT YOU’RE DOING RIGHT NOW AND HUG HIM

BAKUGOU IS BARELY HANGING ON THERE LOL. GOTTA STAY CONSCIOUS... SO MUCH TEA BEING SPILLED... FOCUS... CONCENTRATE

IIDA’S ANGLING HIS HEAD IN A WEIRD WAY, LIKE DUDE. LOOKING SUSPICIOUSLY SNUGGLY THERE. MMM THESE IIDABAKU CRUMBS

HADOU IS ALL “WHAT EVEN IS ACTUALLY GOING ON” LMAO

LASTLY, POOR SHOUTO OMFG. WHEN YOU’RE ALL FINISHED HUGGING CYS-KUN THIS CHILD NEEDS YOUR ATTENTION!!

so now Dabi’s leaping off of this ninety-foot-tall gargoyle man like that’s a normal, smart thing to do. unless he can fly too now? saw his dad doing it back at Fukuoka and was all “hmm”

OH MY GOD SOMEONE TELL ME RIGHT NOW WHAT WORD SHOUTO IS USING TO ADDRESS ENJI, THESE TRANSLATIONS LOVE TO MESS WITH MY HEAD

ENJI GET MOVING DO YOU NOT SEE THOSE TEARS!!! SNAP OUT OF IT YOU BIG TREE

AHHHHH

OH KACCHAN YOU WOKE UP A LITTLE MORE THERE, HUH

lol he and Deku both look so determined but they’re basically sitting ducks. their “oh shit” faces do look remarkably like their “TIME TO SWING INTO ACTION” faces but don’t be fooled, they have one good arm and about six pints of blood left between the two of them. looks like this one’s all on you Shouto

-- AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH --

BAH GOD... WHAT’S GOING ON HERE... THAT’S BEST JEANIST’S MUSIC

y’all. can’t even talk right now, my brain has completely shut down lol. just. ...

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#bnha 291 #dabi #todoroki touya #endeavor #todoroki shouto #best jeanist #hawks #bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #bnha manga spoilers #makeste reads bnha #you guys know that scene from the end of the lion king #the part where simba is walking up to the top of pride rock #and he lets out that roar as zimmer's score soars to a crescendo #yeah baby #that's the mood rn #welcome back king

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Bruh Diana was practically a commoner and ultimately just his concubine not the empress, if she calls him just ‘Claude’ (while I know Claude will not penalize her ) it’s still a crime because he’s the king. Even commoners rarely addressed each other with first names, take pride and prejudice for example, mrs. Bennett addressed her husband as mr. Bennet, and he did the same to her, even though they had the occasional "darling" when in private

She called him "your majesty" even in private (I even wrote that in my og post). So far almost every flashback we are shown of claudiana is them talking in private without any other person within sight/earshot. An example would be Chapter 19. Ruby Palace. Probably a bedroom. It is night. Diana is crying by herself, Claude grabs her by the shoulder and begs her to choose him (it is an incredibly private moment between lovers. The location, the time everything indicates that they are alone. Claude would never show this side of him if someone else was witnessing the scene.

Yet still she says "Your majesty".

However my biggest argument is chapter 100 where Diana continues to stick to the class distinction when they are alone in Claude’s dreamworld:

Who would judge her for calling Claude “my beloved” when they are alone in his literal afterlife slash fantasy dream world? Nobody could punish her. On top of that she’s also already dead so...idk anon explain.

Update: Historical Examples

I looked up some mistresses inky duchess has mentioned and skip-read their articles regarding the familarity they shared with their lovers. And actually yes, some did treat each other without much “respect” in public.

Nell Gwyn: similar background to Diana

Commoner mistress of Charles II. She was said to be the child of a prostitute who worked on the London stages as a beloved actress and also sold oranges. The king loved her dearly evening begging his brother on his deathbed to not let her be forgotten.

Having previously been the mistress of Charles Hart and Charles Sackville, Gwyn jokingly called the King "her Charles the Third". She called him not only by his first name together with a possessive pronomen, but also jokingly gave him a number. Sounds disrespectful? She was a commoner he was a King. He still allowed it and it was so well known that it got recorded in history.

She caught his eye when he watched a theatre performance of hers. On their first date he invited Nell and her escort to supper along with his brother (the Duke of York). Allegiently the King, after supper, discovered that he had no money on him; nor did his brother, and Gwyn had to foot the bill. "Od's fish!" she exclaimed, in an imitation of the King's manner of speaking, "but this is the poorest company I ever was in!

Remember: she was a commoner, he was a royal, it was their first date and they were in a public place with the Duke of York sitting right next to her. And she called him poor. Yet still, he allowed it.

Maria Fitzherbert: - also commoner, dudebro was obsessed with her

The Mistress of George IV. When she refused to sleep with him, he sent her suicide notes. Eventually she agreed but only if they got married. This was illegal since she was Catholic and divorced so the marriage was annulled. She was his first love and he wrote in his will that when he died everything would be left to her while leaving a shilling to his wife Queen Caroline.

He called her “my dearest and only belov’d Maria” and signed his letters with “unalterably thine”. ( -> George and Maria: A Reinterpretation of King George IV and the Queen Caroline Affair Queen Caroline Affair Erie Roberts Illinois Wesleyan University). Three days after his wife bore him a child he wrote his testament, bequeathing all his property to his commoner mistress with the words: “... to my Maria Fitzherbert, my wife, the wife of my heart and soul".

What I’m saying is: Say, if the King’s unmarried commoner mistresses were allowed to call/treat their royal lover like that in public without punishment, then Claude sure could have allowed Diana to adress him by his first name at least when they were alone. If George IV. disrespected his own wife Queen Caroline that horribly for his lover, then I’m pretty much convinced that even if Diana called the Emperor “darling” in public, nobody would have dared to say a word. It would be such a minor transgression (if it even is considered a transgression cause my examples just debunked that) no one would have actually minded it.

#answered asks #anon #claudiana discourse #claude criticism #<- please learn to block the tags if you can't handle this #*cries*#claude is emperor he can do what he wants #it's only a crime if he says so #wmmap #who made me a princess #sbapod #suddenly became a princess one day

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