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rzyraffek · 1 year

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Slashers with y/n that just gets along with everything

Like slasher could litteraly kill somone near y/n and she would be like alr alr whats really important is that you are happy🤠😎. Im sorry that first 2character had super long headcanons while last ones have way less :( I had no ideas Request open!

Billy Lenz

He always expects some sort of negative response when he calls people and when he heard new voice on the Phone he got even more exited cuz new person new reaction! He totally didnt expect her to just go "yeah yeah sure buddy, anyways... how is your day man? Cuz im so so tired...*starts normal converstation*

He probably tries to stay in character but he is so caught of Guard he doesnt know how to react really (hehe the table has turn)

Now he kinda hopes that she will pick up cuz shes very intresting😈 billy likey

"Ew its this creep again! He is asking for you y/n? Of please dont tell me you befriended him??" "So what? He said hes favourite fruit is strawberry he cant be that bad!" *billy saying slurs on the phone*

You need to constantly tell him that, no Billy no harrasing women isnt sexy, you arent quirky, you are mentally ill

"Y/n i killed that bitch that was gossiping about you 🧍 " "👍good for you billy im glad you found healthy way to cope with that negative emotion😇" "on god"

His whole moral compass is created around the simple question 'does it hurt y/n?' .1:no it doesnt so feel free to do it .2 do not do it, she will ban Billy from sweets (bad ending)

The man from hush

This guy. This dude. This Little gremlin. He is upset that he gets no reaction! Like please oh please act all angy when he 'acidently' shot tire in her car! But oh no ofc no, she had to be like "oh its okay honey i have backup in garage🥰" hes like HHUH SINCE WHEN WE HAVE GARAGE

Like tbh thats how i imagine how they met: he saw her, he wanted to hunt her, she was so chill that she didnt even leave her household while the power was off and he went inside and just saw her having lil nap on couch. 🧍🤨erm exuse me gurl im trying to roleplay epic hunter here tf

He probably kidnaped her cuz she was too weird to just kill her but he didnt want to risk her calling police. He probably tied her up and yeeted her on backseats. And then she begun judging music on the radio"yo big guy can i get some good music taste?" "What? Whats wrong with Taylor Swift?"

He will overshare everything to kinda check where is her limit if it comes to being chill "yeah so i killed this old lady.." "im sure you had good reason🥰" "🤨... anyways... yeah so i was drinking some redbull when some guy said i look ugly so i shoot his head off and-" "HEY HEY hold up geez you CANT drink Energy drinks?? Bestie you know it is unhealthy?? Also you like hunt for sport it will ruin your condition!? How you gonna shoot people with shakey hands?? You crazy or something?" "Damn😔"

Micheal myers

I tried to put him here but i realised he will be as chill as her.

Like he can give her gifts covered in blood and she' just going to clean it and wear it like nothing happened or completley ignore it

He cares about this stuff as much as y/n so like not at all. I mean tbh theres is a bit of difrence: shes at least positive about it! Like "yeah micheal go for it, love🥰😇 i know its hard to cope with trauma take it all out alr?" Shes trying to be a good supporting gf not her fault she never had serial killer bf!

Brahms Heelshire

He lives for attention! What do you mean the war crime he commited this lunch break is okay!?!? Baby pleasee

But this negativity disapears the moment he realised he can get a lot of positive attention when he will do some nice stuff! "Oh honey I didnt kill any rats today" "oh that's amazing brahms I'm sure you and the rats inside walls will get along well soon🥰" (rats in walls bully brahms)

Please complement him or he will get a tantrum and destroy something

Brahms and rats have very hard past i might do seperate hc about that

Ghostface

"Look babe! My newest victim *shows photo*" "ugh baby...😰 you NEED to buy new camera or watch some youtube tutorials about how to take good photos" "aw man whats wrong with my pictures 😔"

Otherwise y/n supports his hobbies! People need to grow😇 (and he needs to grow up)

If theres 2ghostfaces(like in most movies) they will bet money on how long you gonna keep this 'do whatever as long as youre happy' act. Well they didnt know that this wasnt an act but her personality

Also they will probably try to use this chillnes aginst her like "oooh y/n something terrible happened! I crushed my car oh what will i do!" "Alr bestie i will drive you over there😇" "😈omg you are so nice i totally didnt expect that(heheh i dont need to pay for gas today (hes very evil))

#slasher x reader #slasher headcanons #billy lenz #billy lenz x reader #brahms heelsire #brahms x reader #micheal myers #micheal myers x reader #ghostface x reader #ghostface #hush headcanon #hush 2016 #hush x reader #the man x reader

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darnell-la · 2 months

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Unexpected - Rafe Cameron

pairing: Rafe Cameron x Pogue!reader

summary: being kidnapped by Signh’s men wasn’t planned for y/n, and seeing Rafe Cameron in Mr. Singh’s home was definitely not planned. Y/n had thought everything unexpected had already happened, but she was wrong.

note: please comment or message us on what part two should be about! please help us soon so we can post! we plan to have JJ part of part two. Maybe some three- Oh! Can’t spoil it!

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3rd person pov

“Just leave him!” Kie said as y/n had half of Portis’s unconscious body out of the plane. “No!” Y/n shouted back. She couldn’t leave someone to die like this or ever. Yes, he was going to give them up, but he Doesn’t deserve to drown.

Y/n finally dragged Portis out and same to the shoreline. Everyone that saw the plane, came forward to help.

“What happened?” People kept asking, noticing that y/n and the man were American and not from here. Y/n went to answer until she looked past the crowd and saw people in vests coming over this way.

“Ah, shit,” y/n quickly got up and pushed passed the crowd before Singh’s people get her. “Shit, they’re after her,” Kie said behind the bridge with the rest of the crew. “We have to go get her,” JJ said, about to swim towards y/n, but John B pulled him back.

“Dude, what are you doing!? That’s y/n out there! Bro, let me go! Let me go-“ John B covered JJ’s mouth after a guard looked in their direction and almost caught them.

“Look, if we get caught, we can’t save y/n. We need to wait it out,” John B said as he let JJ go with a push. “Wait it out? They could kill her! What if that was Sarah!?” JJ yelled in John B’s face before shaking his head in disbelief.

“Oh, because it’s not your girl, you don’t care,” JJ nodded then repeatedly punched the water in anger. “I do care! Look, I do care, okay? That’s why I’m telling you to wait. Just wait, and we’ll follow them,” John B said before everyone went quiet.

“Let me go!” Y/n repeatedly yelled at the guards as they dragged her up the stairs. “Get ready. Mr. Singh will be waiting for you in 30 minutes,” a guard said before shutting the door in y/n’s face.

Y/n yelled a few more times as she kicked the room door before eventually giving up. Napping her in front of everyone in the army Mr. Singh has, shows he has a lot of power.

Y/n slowly looked around the room, taking in the aesthetic before seeing a silk dress on the bed along with some heels that were surpassingly her size. He was expecting her.

Y/n should sighed before going into the bathroom to take a shower. Since she’s getting out of here in no time soon, she might as well, right?

After the shower, y/n got out and slipped the nice expensive silky dress on along with the shoes. She looked in the mirror seeing how well it hugged her curves. She’s not used to dresses like these. She’s a Pogue.

Y/n jumped at the sound of the room door locking. “He’s ready,” the guard said as he stood to the side, waiting for y/n to walk out and go see his boos.

Y/n rolled her eyes before walking out of the room and making her way downstairs slowly, still skeptical about this situation.

“To your right, in that room. He’ll be here soon,” the guard said before walking away. “Whatever,” Y/n said before making her way into the empty room full of art.

Y/n stood around, taking a look at every art piece in the room, a bit fascinated. “What are you doing here?” A familiar voice said, making y/n jump. “What the hell are you doing here?” Y/n asked, seeing Rafe in a suit.

“I’m here for my meeting. Aren’t you supposed to be like, gone?” He asked, checking y/n out. She’s never been an expensive person, but all of a sudden, she’s wearing a dress that’s her whole bank account.

“Yeah, because of you and your psychopath family,” y/n said, already feeling her blood boil. “Well maybe if you guys just stand down-“ Rafe tried to start. “Stand down!?” Y/n shouted at him.

“That Cross belongs to Pope and his heritage, and you know it! That’s his family legacy, but your greedy ass can’t stand to see Pogues win. You have money, Rafe! We don’t. We have nothing, yet you want more and you’re sure in the hell aren’t thinking about giving some to the cut,” y/n went off.

“You’re a Rich and greedy brick!” Y/n is now in front of Rafe and in his face. Rafe wanted to talk back as always, but for some reason, he couldn’t. Everything you said is true.

“We stayed on an island for days because no one cared to look for us. If you went missing in the bathroom for too long, everyone would worry. But you don’t understand that. At least Sarah can,” y/n said before pushing Rafe out of the way.

Y/n started turning the corner to go back to her room before a voice spoke. “Leaving so soon?” Mr. Singh spoke from the other side of the room as he walked through a door.

“Come on. Let’s speak,” he said before sitting down at the table in the room. Y/n took a look at Rafe before sitting down. “Let’s get this meeting started,” Rafe said in his cocky voice.

“Rafe, I don’t have the fucking book, okay!? And even if I did, I’d never give it up,” y/n said as she flopped down on the bed. “If you give it to him, we go home. You wanna go home, right?” Rafe asked, but y/n was done talking to him. She’s talked to him enough.

“Oh, now the silent treatment? Great, just fucking great,” Rafe said as he huffed and placed his face in his hands. “Y/n, we gotta get out of here. Like seriously,” he said, but she continued to ignore him.

Y/n got off the bed and made her way into the bathroom to change. When she was done, she came back out and lay in the bed.

“Y/n, are you seriously- Y/n, are you seriously going to sleep!? What the fuck!” JJ grew angry, but y/n didn’t care. She’s had a rough day, and she’ll deal with it tomorrow.

The next morning, y/n woke up early which isn’t normal. She wiped her eyes before getting off the bed to check where Rafe was but ended up finding him in front of the bed with a pillow.

Y/n stared at him for a bit before going into the bathroom to wash her face and get ready for the day.

Y/n took half an hour before she came out of the bathroom to Rafe changing his shirt. “Ew,” Y/n said with an eye roll before sitting down on the edge of the bed, facing away from Rafe.

“So we’re talking now?” Rafe asked, making y/n sigh. He’s always saying something backhanded. “Hey, it’s the next morning. You had your little beauty sleep, but now we need to plan,” Rafe said.

“Y/n, please talk to me,” Rafe angrily said, making Y/n turn towards him. “Do I have to remind you of the things you’ve done, Rafe? You killed Peterkin, you terrorize me and my friends every day,” Y/n said with a look that he didn’t want to see right now.

“Look, I liked Peterkin. I just- I was protecting my dad,” Rafe said making y/n scoff. “I was! I- My dad could have gone down, so I stood up. I did what I was supposed to do,” Rafe said as his face turned light red.

“But with Sarah? Yeah, I-I know that was good, and I know it! I-I know it now,” Rafe said as tears built in his eyes as looked looked out the window in the room. “But I’m just much as a victim as Peterkin and don’t give me that fucking look when I say I’m a victim. I am!” Rafe pointed at y/n, trying to keep himself together as tears ran down his cheek.

“B-But I know I was wrong, so you don’t have to keep reminding me,” Rafe aggressively grabbed his head, even slapping it a little to get his thoughts back in the right place.

Y/n shook her head, finally seeing how Rafe really was. Sarah has explained to her that he’d have the episodes because he’s ill.

“When you see Sarah…” Rafe said as he walked in front of y/n and got on his knees to be about the same height as her. “Please tell her I’m sorry. I-I really am,” Rafe said. The boy reached out to touch Y/n’s legs to show he was calm, but she flinched, making him pull back.

“I’m so sorry,” Rafe scrunched his fingers before burring his face in his hands. The cries he’s letting out seem hard to let out. It’s like he’s trying to force them back in, but he can’t. He can’t let someone see him like this. Especially y/n.

Rafe went to get up to go to the bathroom, but y/n pulled Rafe’s face into her stomach for him to cry. She never thought in a million years that she’d feel sad for Rafe, but we’ve always known Rafe. We know he has something wrong with him, and he deals with them with cocaine instead of actual prescription medicine.

“I’m sorry,” Rafe cried in y/n stomach, feeling all the hurt he’s done to people, rush to his mind. He’s always known he’s been a dick, but actually settling down and thinking about what he’s done, is something he can’t handle.

Y/n pulled Rafe back and onto the bed, for him to lay down and comfortably cry on y/n stomach as she laid down as well.

“It’s okay, just do better from now on. It’s not too late to change,” Y/n said as she rubbed Rafe’s head, trying her best to comfort him as he let everything he’s hidden for years come out.

“Mr. Singh will be out today. The house is open for you both. If you try to escape, he will have a talk with you when he comes back later tonight,” one of the guards said, waking Rafe up from his sleep, but not Y/n.

“Whatever, get out of here,” Rafe waved the guard off with squinted eyes from the bright sun. They both had slept from the last morning to the next morning. How is that possible Rafe asked himself, but it doesn’t matter. He needed that sleep.

“Y/n,” Rafe shook Y/n until she woke up. “What, what!?” Y/n panicked for a second before she saw it was just Rafe. The girl sighed in relief, about to lay her head back down before she shot her head all the way up.

“Oh my god,” y/n said in shock. “Oh my god,” Y/n repeated before pushing Rafe off of her and getting up from the bed. “Oh my god, no! No, no, no, no,” y/n began to panic. She slept with Rafe! Well, not sexual but she slept with Rafe!

“What’s wrong with you?” Rafe asked, still on the bed. “I slept with you. Oh my god, I slept with you. I slept with Rafe Cameron,” y/n began to freak out as Rafe grew a smile on his face.

“Yeah, you did,” he said, teasing her for a bit as she grabbed her hair. “What if people find out? What if- What if the crew hates me now? Or what if- Oh my god, no!” Y/n freaked out more, knowing this meant she felt and still somewhere deep down feels sympathy for Rafe Cameron.

“Aw, are they gonna kick you out of the cut? Make you live with the Kooks? That much be rough,” Rafe pouted in a none cocky way. He laughed after his sentence, knowing y/n was just an innocent and sweet girl who cared for everyone’s feelings.

“Look, it’s not your fault, okay? No one needs to know about this, I mean, I definitely don’t want anyone knowing shit about this,” Rafe said as he got up. “Oh, okay. Okay, I-I guess that’s fine,” y/n said, feeling a certain way about his tone.

“Wait, not like — Y/n, you helped me a lot last night. That cry and sleep was needed. I don’t regret it at all, I just don’t want people to know the truth about me. What would people think knowing I have these pussy episodes, you know?” Rafe tried explaining himself.

“No, now, it’s fine, like, yeah we don’t want people knowing you cried in my stomach and fell asleep and I like, you know, made you comfortable,” y/n’s heart began to beat fast as she sat down on the edge of the bed, facing away from Rafe again.

“No, no, I’m not like, embarrassed you help me,” Rafe said as he walked over to y/n and took in front of her. “I’m just saying, if people know I cry like this, they won’t ever take me seriously,” Rafe said.

“But that’s what we’re trying to get rid of, Rafe. You can’t say you’re sorry, but still want people to be scared of you,” y/n said. “But if they’re not then-“ Rafe went to lecture her but stopped himself, hearing how he sounds.

“I see what you mean,” Rafe looked down at y/n with a look he’d never given before as y/n’s eyes were on the ground. “Look,” Rafe said as she slowly lifted y/n’s head up by her chin.

“Thank you for last night. I mean it, and I know it’s hard to believe, but crying like that on you. In a Pogue shows how dickish I am. I terrorized you, yet you let me cry on you. I’m thankful for that,” Rafe said, meaning every word.

“It’s nothing,” y/n gave Rafe a slight smile. “It’s everything,” Rafe said, now looking into y/n's eyes as she looked back into his. Rafe has never said out loud or even spoken to himself about liking y/n, but he knows he treats her differently than her whole friend group. Even his own sister.

Rafe followed his feelings at the moment and leaned into a kiss. Y/n didn’t leave, but she stayed still, letting his lips touch her.

She looked at him as his eyes closed, not knowing what to do, but soon began kissing him back. Rafe was relieved. The boy slowly placed her down on the bed with his lips still connected to her.

Through the make-out, y/n had times she was going to pull back, but she couldn’t bring herself to. He kissed so well, and she kissed too well for him to pull back as well.

As the kiss went on, Rafe slowly touched in y/n’s body, trying to keep himself from moving too far, but his jumping actions weren’t helping him at all.

His pathetic groans slipped from his mouth as his hard cock rubbed on y/n’s thigh. Y/n grew wet and tried her best to keep her legs closed, but her body reacted differently.

No matter how much Rafe wanted to speak and get the instant feeling to confess any and everything to her, he kept his mouth in hers as he tugged on her nightgown shorts.

At first, y/n tried keeping them on, but he insisted and she eventually let him. The neediness slightly turns y/n on. One day he hates her, and the next, he wants to have sex with her.

Rafe finally got y/n’s shorts off. He was surprised. She wasn’t wearing any panties. Her panties got soaked when she got here, as well as her bra, but her bra. She dried her bra and continued to wear it because that was more important than panties.

“Fuck,” Rafe moaned in between their kiss as his fingers slid up and down y/n’s lips. Part of Rafe wanted to take his time while the other half wanted to get it all in her.

He decided to go with his second thoughts and get everything in her as soon as possible. Rafe pulled his sweats off before taking his cock out of his boxers.

Y/n’s heart began to beat a bit fast, but she wasn’t going to tell him to stop. She can’t. They’ve gotten so far, and she’s too wet.

“Once I do this, I can’t hate you anymore,” Rafe slightly groaned in y/n’s ear. Before she could speak and say anything, Rafe pushed into her tight cunt. He was slow but still a little rough.

“Rafe!” Y/n moaned as she threw her head back in pleasure. “F-Fuck, you’re- Oh my god,” y/n couldn’t speak as his cock slid in and out of her cunt so smoothly. He was stretching her every second, yet she gripped him so tight.

“You’ve always wanted me, huh?” Rafe asked, making y/n quickly share her head. She doesn’t even know. Maybe she did, maybe she didn’t, but right now, she definitely wants him.

“Oh, is that so? Then tell me why your pussy's so wet? And don’t say it’s my cock. It was like this before I touched you,” Rafe said. “I bet you were like this before I even paid a single finger on you. Before I kissed you,” Rafe spoke into her ear as he rolled his hips just right.

Rafe is a fucker. He fucks anything that walks, but he’s not a sex man. He never had passionate sex or cared about the girls he’s fucking, but today, his hip-rolling says otherwise with y/n.

“You feel so fucking amazing. I-I don’t even know I’m turned on because of how wet this cunt is, or you. Just you,” Rafe said before he licked along y/n’s neck. He tried keeping back from marking her. That’s his number one rule, to never leave a trace, but he had to.

Rafe broke his rule and began sucking all over y/n’s neck until he visibly saw the love bites he gave. “You. Are. Mine,” Rafe fucked into y/n with rough thrusts as she gushed all over his cock.

“Mhm, yeah! Just like that, princess. All for me. All for — Fuck — All for me,” Rafe tried keeping his voice and thrusts steady but he couldn’t and crashed out. Rafe moaned uncontrollably as he plunged into y/n’s wet cunt.

“Fuuuck,” Rafe orgasm made him shake as he filled y/n’s cunt up fuller than he’s done condoms. He wasn’t even thinking about condoms. At this point, Rafe couldn’t care less about condoms. He’s hers.

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piedpiperart · 10 months

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Phantom in Gotham 4

Chapter 3

Danny wasn't sure if he had told Red Hood too much or not last night. Did he need to know about the ghost zone? Probably not, but Danny knew what it felt like to not have anyone guide him on the development of his ghost powers. Danny felt a sort of bond with the Hood. They were similar in the way that they'd sort of come back to life with a bunch of unexplained changes with no idea about the whole ghost community they were now a part of. Though, Danny guessed Red Hood wasn’t really a part of it anymore, but still. Stuff like that can be hard to adjust from, and having someone talk them through it is helpful.

How long had the Red Hood been living with contaminated ectoplasm? Danny thought, shuddering. He at least hoped the guy would feel a bit better now that the rage was gone. Even Danny had trouble controlling the Ring of Rage, he wasn't sure how a regular human could deal with that kind of anger on a normal basis. A thought came to him about how Red Hood killed a bunch of criminals in the news he’d seen a while ago, and then it kind of made sense.

Danny sighed, laying his head down on his desk for a nap. He'd snuck into the school early to take a nap at his desk before classes started, like he usually did. It was better than sleeping in the pizzaria for sure, even if he didn't have anything comfy to lay on. At least he never got cold, he thought.

Danny was a little glad he was able to talk to Red Hood about the GIW, considering the guy was more of an anti-hero and less likely to follow the government's orders. He hoped the guy might be able to investigate a bit, or help him in case Danny ever got captured by Agent K or his parents. Again. Danny wasn't so sure anything would come of it, but he figured someone with ectoplasm contamination should at least be aware of it in case he put himself on the GIW's radar. Danny shivered at the thought, pulling out his homework instead to focus on something other than experiments on his ghost friends and himself.

By the time people started shuffling into their seats, Danny was doodling designs for ghost gear. Like the Specter Detector, he wanted to reverse it to hide a ghost's signature instead. He and Ellie would be able to hide from the GIW and any ghost-weapons that relied on those kinds of sensors. Since he was in Gotham, the GIW's scanners back in Amity wouldn't reach him. Probably. He'd be out of their range, or at least he hoped so, for the time being. If he went back to Amity, having a way to hide his ectoplasmic signature would come in handy.

Danny perked up from what he was designing when Tim practically fell into the seat next to him, nearly spilling his coffee. "Dude, you okay?"

"Long night,"Tim grumbled, rubbing his eye. He looked over at Danny with poorly concealed concern. "You okay?"

"Yep!" Danny beamed back at him, yet Tim could tell his eyes were full of something like anxious nerves and a bit of hope and fear about his interactions with Red Hood last night. "I'm more worried about you, did you even get any sleep last night?"

"Few hours,"Tim said, sipping his coffee. "Was just working on a project. Oh." Tim stopped, looking at Danny with tired eyes. "What's that you're working on?"

Danny blinked, looking down at his notebook. "Oh, nothing important. Just designing an invention I was thinking of."

Tim made grabby hands for his notebook and Danny stifled a laugh but handed it over. Nothing on it specifically mentioned ghosts, so he figured it wouldn't arouse any kind of suspicion. "This is pretty advanced." Tim said, scanning over the blueprints. He squinted at Danny. "Why the interest in hiding energy signatures?"

"U-uh,"Danny stammered, "My... parents, are inventors. Just sort of picked up a few things from them. It was just an idea I had." Danny waved off, and accepted the notebook back from Tim.

"Really? What sort of stuff were your parent's working on?"Tim asked, genuinely curious.

"They made pretty much everything,"Danny breathed out a laugh, "Like, from electrified nets to toasters that shoot lasers for home defense kind of things, so they weren’t taken seriously very often.”

"Huh,"Tim thought, sipping his coffee in thought.”What are they working on now?”

“I’m not really sure, I don’t live with them anymore.” Danny said, turning back to his desk. He rubbed at his chest absentmindedly, feeling phantom pains from the scars his parents gave him. Tim narrowed his eyes at the answer, but figured he just didn't want to talk about it. He stared into his cup of coffee, thinking absently of how many hours of sleep he got the night before and if that was affecting his ability to communicate. He had the sudden urge to bring up ghosts but pushed that down.

“I don’t live with my parents anymore either,”Tim offered, and Danny gave him a sympathetic smile.

“Adopted? I heard a little bit about the Waynes, but I didn’t want to pry,”Danny asked. “My friend Tucker is obsessed with Wayne Tech.” And he was pretty sure Sam had kept track of their environmental progress, but he didn’t know much about that since she usually just ended up talking about Poison Ivy.

“Yeah,”Tim inclined his head. He thought about what Dick had told him about Danny and fought to keep a frown off his face. “What about you? Who do you live with now?”

“Uh, just me right now,” Danny winced, rubbing the back of his neck. “My sister helped me get an apartment around here to stay in while I go to school.”

Tim frowned. He’d forgotten about Danny’s two sisters. One was in college, and the other one seemed younger. Was she still staying with Danny’s parents? Why was Danny lying about the apartment? “Oh yeah? Why’d you choose Gotham Prep?”

This made Danny light up.”I wasn’t really paying attention when my sister explained it to me, but I can see now why she wanted me to go here. The astrology and science programs are the best- way better than back home. My old school was a lot smaller and underfunded, but we only had one class of twenty or less per grade. Gotham Prep is just- huge.”

“What school did you go to before?” Tim pressed. He could look into a school without using the batcomputer.

To Tim’s dismay, Danny waved him off. “You wouldn’t have heard of it. Small town, you know? We didn’t even have to wear uniforms.” Danny added, tugging at the collar of his own with a wince.

“You’ll get used to it,”Tim laughed. Or so he thought. Tim was used to it, but as far as he could tell Jason never liked the uniforms. Dick maybe, but still.

“I hope not,”Danny grumbled, making Tim smile. “So what’d you choose for the chemistry project? I have to say, physics and mechanics are more my expertise.”

“Yeah, I finished it this morning,”Tim said absently. He was running through their conversation and making notes on the potential red flags. Knowing Danny, there had to be a reason why he was practically homeless yet attended a private school. Not to mention what his sisters were up to. Tim had a suspicion that his older sister was involved a lot more than the parents were. “I chose kryptonium.”

“Huh,” Danny nodded, resting his chin on his hand. “I chose Aluminum. It’s good for a lot of mechanical engineering.” Danny let out a breath, mumbling,”And since ectoranuim hasn’t been discovered by the whole world yet,” under his breath.

Tim squinted,”What?”

“Nothin, just lamenting the lack of knowledge we have for other possible elements in different realms or on different planets,”Danny explained, then started a rant to cover up anything about ectoranium.”Like Kryptonium, basically. Who knows what other things are out in space. There could be a bazillion undiscovered elements out there.”

“I’m pretty sure the Justice League is responsible for at least 8 new elements,”Tim nodded. Not mentioning the ones they kept under wraps from the general public.

“Yeah, but you never know what the government is hiding,”Danny scowled. He looked like he genuinely disliked the government, which, Tim could agree they weren’t great on the best of days. Especially since he found out about the anti-ecto-acts that affected Jason and Phantom.

“Woah, what do you have against the government?” Tim laughed. Danny only scowled more.

“I think they get away with too much. Easily corrupted. You know, the usual,” Danny scoffed. “Not like I’m a conspiracy theorist, but still.”

‘What, you think they have some sort of Area 51?” Tim asked. Of course, Tim knew exactly what was in Area 51, but he wasn’t going to say anything.

“Maybe not, but something like it, sure.” Danny said, taking a breath. He turned to face Tim with what looked like false cheer. “Why, don’t you believe in cryptids? I mean, if aliens exist, why not?”

“Like ghosts and stuff?” Tim smiled. “Yeah, I believe in ghosts. We should go to a haunted house sometime.”

“Wha- you believe in ghosts?” Danny laughed. Tim smiled softly at the sound. He couldn’t remember the last time Danny had laughed. It was nice.

“You don’t?” Tim raised an eyebrow at him, amused.

“Yeah no. Bigfoot’s probably real though,”Danny nodded. Tim couldn’t help but notice the way Danny’s bangs fell in front of his eyes, and had the urge to brush them away himself. He had a sudden flashback to Dick’s sly smile when mentioning Danny and felt heat on his cheeks. “My goal in life is to meet Mothman.”

“I thought your goal in life was to go to space,”Tim shook his head fondly, trying to dislodge the sudden gay thoughts that overtook his mind for a moment. Maybe he needed more sleep, he thought.

“Okay, my goals are to go to space and meet mothman,” Danny relented. He glanced at Tim with a glint in his eye before adding,”You think I’ll find Mothman in space?”

“Wh- no, why would Mothman be in space? Wasn’t he seen in the middle of the US?”

“Maybe Mothman is from space. Might be more of him out there. I could be the one to finally bring him home, where he belongs.”

“Danny no.”

“Are you saying I shouldn’t launch Mothman into space?”

“I wouldn’t trust you to be launching anything into space, much less a person.”

chapter 5

#phantom in gotham #dcxdp #dpxdc

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thebubblesareevil · 1 year

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Slowing Down is Hard, but Necessary….

Part 1

Barry woke up in a cold sweat, his heart racing. That was…not normal.

It was always the same, him running and that…thing chasing him. So who was this new player? Barry shook his head and gently laid back down, careful not to wake his wife. If he was lucky he might get a little more-

He jumped right back out of his bed as his alarm starts blaring. He groaned but relented that he was an adult and he must do adult things.

He’d just have to figure out what this new development was tonight.

———-

After a full day of examining crime scenes, patrolling the city, and bantering with captain cold, all before being called to the watchtower to talk about the kids, Barry was exhausted to say the least. He nearly wept when his head hit his pillow. Iris laughed at his antics, but turned off the light and wrapped him in her arms with a kiss. ‘She was such a good wife what did he ever do to deserve this amazing human being’ he thought as he drifted off to sleep.

His eyes flew open as he was once more surrounded by waves of light. He needed to run. He paused, thinking of the teen from the night before.

So instead of running Barry let go of the iron grip he had on the speed force and walked, though staying vigilant, ready to run at the first hint that this “Phantom” was lying to him. Barry wasn’t sure how long he walked before he came across the floating teen.

True to his word he was, in fact, taking a nap. As someone who moves a mile a second, he understood the need for naps. Unfortunately he also knew that he was the only one who could answer his questions. So with great reluctance he grabbed the teens shoulder to wake him…. Only to be sucker punched by the teen.

Barry went flying, if nothing else the teen had one hell of an arm. He looked up to see the teen covering his mouth, trying his hardest not to laugh.

"S-Sorry, I'm t-trying not to laugh I-I swear." or at least he WAS because the teen immediately broke down is a fit of laughter. Barry took this time to get a better look at him. His skin had a kind of purple/blue tinge to it, so he definitely not human of course the massive fangs were a bit of a giveaway. He couldn't tell how big he was, as he was curled up in the air laughing but based on last time he wasn't too big. Barry coughed to get Phantom's attention once more.

"Sorry, I really needed that, its been a crazy day. Seriously though, didn't anyone ever tell you not to wake sleeping interdimensional beings? You're lucky I only hit you man." Phantom said, wiping away a nonexistent tear.

"Is that what you are?" Phantom shrugged.

"I guess? I mean technically. I'm not from the speed force, heck I'm only a part-time resident of the infinite realms, new job be damned."

Barry raised a brow "New job?"

"Not important. What about you? What kind of creature winds up in the speed force by accident?" Barry hesitated before answering.

"I'm a human, but I get my powers from the speed force." Phantom rolled over mid air (?) giving him a skeptical look.

"You're a human? With access to the speed force? You mean, when you were racing the road runner you were using the speed force, right?" Barry nodded.

"Dude, I hate to break it to you, but you're not human. Not anymore."

Barry froze, that can't be true. He looked at Phantom with anger clear on his face.

"You're lying." Phantom sighed, floating down closer to eye level, his face resigned.

"No, I'm not. I know you probably don't want to hear it but... humans can't survive the speed force. It's not possible. In order for you to be able to use the speed force the way you claim, your body would have to be changed irreversibly. Think about it this way, you took health right?" Barry rolled his eyes, but nodded. "If I remember correctly, a normal human heart has an average of, like, 80 BPM right?"

"Well yes but how do you know a humans-" Phantom cut him off.

"We'll get there, I promise. But first answer this, how fast does your heart beat?" Barry shook his head.

"The speed force-"

"Makes you faster, makes every part of you faster. CHANGES every part of you so it can go faster." Phantom rubbed the back of his neck. "Look I know this is a hard pill to swallow but... I've been there, it's not fun. Realizing something like this and having to face everyone around you, realizing no one around you could possibly understand. It's hard." Barry sat there in shock for a moment before fully taking in what he just said.

"You were human? And you went through this alone? Why... Weren't there any other metahumans to help you? The Justice League-" Phantom snorted.

"I'm sorry, the what league? What is that? Some kind of weird team name? It's baseball isn't it?" Phantom said with a laugh as Barry stood in shock.

"You don't know about the Justice League? The world famous team of superheroes?"

"Dude, what part of interdimensional being did you not get. The earth I'm from only has one hero, and I'm it." He said proudly, puffing out his chest. "Sure I had to die to get the job but, thems the breaks." he stated with a shrug. "By the way, you never did tell me who you are. Spill man, fair is fair." Barry stood there in a state of shock and horror.

This teen, this KID was his earth's only hero? He died?! Barry swallowed the lump in his throat.

"I'm Barry, Barry Allen, but my hero name is the Flash." Phantom nodded.

"Well Barry Allen it's nice to meet you. If we're gonna go all in here, my name is Danny Fenton, but like I told you before I go by Phantom." He said sticking out his hand. Barry took the offered hand.

"And hey, next time you wake me up from a nap, just shout. You're less likely to get a black eye." He snarked with a toothy (giant fangs, dear gods) grin.

Barry woke with a jolt, looking around to find what woke him, his heart beating fast (too fast) before he recognized the sound of his alarm. He hit snooze and laid back down.

"Danny, huh?"

@thegatorsgoose@hypewinter

#dp x dc crossover #dc x dp #danny phantom #barry allen #the flash #wasn't really planning to continue this #but lets see where this goes #cross posted on ao3

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underforeversgrace · 11 months

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don't sass a sleep deprived ghost

DannyMay 2023 Day 17: Temper

title: don't sass a sleep deprived ghost

words: 1432

Complete

Excerpt: He was tired, he was over this, and he was so fucking done.

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“Dude, when was the last time you slept?” Tucker asked, eyeing the bags on Danny’s face.

Danny groaned and leaned his head against the locker, not even grabbing the books he needed for their morning classes. “Technically? About an hour ago. When was the last time I slept longer than thirty minutes, though? Like ten days ago.”

“Isn’t that when Ember knocked you unconscious?” Sam asked, frowning.

“Yes, how do you think I managed to sleep longer than half an hour?” Danny shot back with a weak grin.

“I don’t think being hit over the head so hard that you lost consciousness counts, bro.” Tucker said.

“Then we’re looking at over a month.”

“Danny!” Both friends exclaimed at the same time.

“I know, I know,” Danny said, waving his hand at them dismissively. “I don’t exactly control how many ghosts show up to beat my ass like a piñata, y’know? And my parents haven’t fixed the lock on the portal. So it’s just open.”

Sam sighed. “I’m worried, Danny. Half ghost or not, you need to sleep. If you were human, you’d probably be half dead by now.”

Danny frowned. “Yeah. If I was human. Good thing I’m dead then.”

Sam flinched. She hadn’t thought that sentence through and Danny - even a year since his accident - did not like being explicitly reminded his humanity was questionable at best. “Danny…”

“Drop it, Sam.” Danny said, irritation creeping into his voice in a way that made her spine tingle. Sometimes she had to stop and remember that Danny - goofy, silly, space obsessed Danny - was legitimately one of the most powerful beings she’d ever encountered. Only some god-like entities were stronger than him.

“Sorry,” she mumbled. He’d just cracked a joke, how had his mood turned so dark so fast?

“It’s fine. Maybe I can nab a nap during science class. I’m failing it anyway.” He grumbled, rubbing his eyes, the irritation already gone from his voice and replaced with exhaustion. She’d never seen him this tired. Should they be worried? A super powered, sleep deprived teenager with already questionable impulse control?

Sam fiddled with the wrist ray she always wore now. Hopefully there were no ghost attacks today. She didn’t want to have to fight something while Danny snoozed.

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Danny felt relieved. They had managed to get through all four morning classes without a single hint of a ghost. And! Because his teachers had all entirely given up on him and didn’t give a flying fuck about him, they let him sleep!

Yeah… he was definitely fine with the way his teachers had given up on him. This was fine.

Regardless, he had managed nearly three hours of sleep between all the classes and his ghost sense had not gone off even once.

Still, as he stumbled to his locker on his way to lunch, he could still feel the weariness all the way to his core. Sam and Tucker walked beside him, not so subtly glancing at him frequently. As much as he appreciated them being concerned for him - and he really did! - he didn’t enjoy the feeling of being watched, especially as on edge as he was. He’d been in at least six fights a day for the past month, ever since the lock on the portal broke.

“Fenturd!” A familiar voice called and Danny groaned. He did not have the energy for this shit today.

“Can we not today?” Danny said, turning around to face the bully.

“I got an F on my math test!” Dash shouted, picking Danny up by his shirt collar and shoving him against the locker. Dash was so mad he was red in the face and a vein was visibly bulging in his neck.

Great. Oh, look, they even had an audience, a semi circle of other students watching on in fascination.

“So did I. The hell do you want?” Danny responded as he forced his body limp, forced his body to not react to the assault.

“To make myself feel better.” Dash sneered, clenching his free hand into a fist and slamming it into Danny’s nose.

Danny yelped in pain, pressing his hand to his now profusely bleeding - and probably broken - nose. Apparently feeling Danny sufficiently wailed on, Dash released the smaller boy, who fell to his knees, still clutching his face.

Seriously? Danny has to get wailed on by ghosts and the dumbest fucking human he’d ever had the displeasure of meeting? “Fucking asshole,” he grumbled, though apparently he did so too loudly, Dash not yet out of earshot.

Dash turned instantly, an angry scowl on his face. “What was that, Fentwerp?”

“Nothing, Dash.” Danny said, pushing himself back to his feet, accepting the tissue Sam handed to him as she glanced at Dash in concern.

“No, no, please repeat yourself,” Dash said, getting back into Danny’s personal space.

“Check your ears, Dash. I didn’t say anything,” Danny insisted.

Dash practically growled in anger as he went to slam another fist into Danny’s face.

This time, however, Danny’s exhaustion caught up with him, and where normal people probably moved slower when tired, Danny routinely fought for his life and his instincts were far and beyond that. Immediately, Danny’s hand came up, catching Dash’s fist. Dash let out a barely audible noise of pain - which made sense, he had just done the equivalent of punching a brick wall.

“Lay. Off.” Danny hissed, tightening his grip on Dash’s hand threateningly before pushing Dash back.

Dash stumbled backwards, shaking the hand Danny had gripped. “Why don’t you make me, geek?”

“Danny…” Sam said beside him, tugging on his sleeve.

Even as she did that, though, Danny heard the students around him beginning to chant. “Fight! Fight! Fight!”

Danny let his backpack slide off his shoulder, landing with a loud thump on the floor. “Y’know what, Dash? I think I will.” Danny said, crouching down slightly and rolling his shoulders to loosen them, a more-than-slightly feral grin on his face. He was tired, he was over this, and he was so fucking done.

Surprise flickered across Dash’s face but he didn’t back down, raising both of his fists up.

“Fight! Fight! Fight!” The chanting continued.

“You gonna stand there and look stupid all day? It really is one of the few skills you’ve mastered.” Danny said, still looking a touch too feral.

Dash took the bait, lunging forward and aiming a fist towards Danny’s stomach.

Too easy.

Danny sidestepped him, hooking one of his feet behind Dash’s ankles and pushing while simultaneously driving an elbow into Dash’s back. Dash yelped as he fell, slamming his face into the locker.

A collective gasp went through the surrounding students. Everyone had been expecting Danny to get a tooth punched out or something, not for wimpy Fenton to nearly lay out their star quarterback.

“That the best you got, Baxter?” Danny taunted, stepping backwards.

“Danny, stop!” Sam called but Danny ignored her.

“Cheap shot, loser.” Dash spat back, getting back to his feet.

“So I’m fighting like you?”

Dash tried to rush him again and Danny just grinned wider. He jumped to the side and took one of Dash’s arms in both hands. He twirled both of them around, launching Dash back directly into the lockers.

Dash recovered faster this time and repeatedly tried to slam his fists into Danny’s face. Danny ducked and weaved, hands behind his back, letting Dash tire himself out. After several swings from Dash, Danny dropped and lashed out one of his legs, knocking Dash’s feet out from under him.

Dash fell and landed with a sharp, pained intake of breath, his back slamming against the linoleum floor.

“Where the hell did you learn how to fight like that, Fenton?” Dash wheezed, pushing himself up into a sitting position.

“My mom has three black belts.” Danny said, shrugging. It technically wasn’t a lie - his mom did have that, it just wasn’t where he learned to fight. “Now fuck off.” He added as he stepped around Dash, spinning the combination to his locker and grabbing his lunchbox.

People parted for him as he walked, many with shocked, open mouthed stares.

Sam and Tuck tagged along behind him.

“Seriously, Danny?” Sam hissed.

At the same time, Tucker said, “Nice one, Danny!”

He was still sleep deprived, he was still so over all the ghosts recently, but maybe now he could avoid fights of a human nature for a little while.

And less fights meant more naps, he determined as he laid his head down on the lunch table and promptly passed out, his friends his ever vigilant guards.

#grace writes #danny phantom #dannymay2023 #Dannymay #Day 17 #Temper

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k-a-s-e-y-1-4 · 17 days

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Lloyd gets kidnapped again but what happens next is up to you?:

Warnings: Talk of someone being used as an object, sexualization of a minor

Lloyd was running again. Well Lloyd’s been on the run his entire life but that’s a different story. Right now he was running from two hooded figures who tried to attack him and he would have knocked them out and handed them over to the police, however they both pulled guns so Lloyd just started running.

He didn’t get a good look at either of their faces as they were completely covered up by masks and he’s kicking himself for it now. Whatever it’s fine right now he had to worry about out running these two wannabe kidnappers.

A gunshot rings in his ears and he ducks and keeps running. Shit they’re getting closer they’re fast. Most the time when people try and hurt him he can either put them in their place or out run them but these two were certainly an exception.

He hopes Kai and Jay won’t be too loud for running off. Kai and Jay went into the Grocery store to grab somethings for dinner tonight because Zane was cooking tonight and Zane needed special ingredients for this meal. Lloyd wanted to go get the latest comic for his collection and then he meet up with them outside when they were done. This time he finished his shopping before them so he was sitting on the bench outside when they both came up and attempted to jump him. Hence the attempt Lloyd could have totally kicked their asses had they not pulled out a gun, where’d they even get guns?

Lloyd begun to slow down as he couldn’t hear them coming after him anymore. Good, he was getting tired although he wouldn’t admit it. Sure he’d have to take a different, longer route home today but it was better than running all the way.

He felt something cold and hard on the back of his head and a deep voice that said, “Don’t move a muscle or I’ll shoot.”

Lloyd moved his hands up and looked up to find the second dude standing in front of him and glaring down at him. Damnit Lloyd thought he out ran them apparently they out smarted him.

“Josh c’mon we don’t have all day, I want my money.” The dude infront of him stated.

So this dude’s name was Josh, good to know and they were getting paid so someone else had to be the cause of this.

“Alright, alright calm down, damn I thought I was going to have to shoot him.”

He felt the surface leave the back of his head and then heard wind rushing and suddenly he was out, as his vision blurred to black and lost consciousness quickly.

Lloyd struggled in the chains, trying not to make too much noise as he had no idea who was on the other side of the door. He tried to open the lock with a Bobby pin he had turned into a make shift lock pick. Don’t ask him where he got the lock pick.

He had woken up chained to a chair in a dark room with its only light coming from a small lamp that hung above the table in front of him. He couldn’t remember anything else than he was running from people but he can’t remember who. Honestly this whole place reminded him of an interrogation room but based on the aching pain from the back of his head he doubts these are his buddies from law enforcement’s doing.

How many times had he been kidnapped now? Had to be somewhere near 20 now at least. Lloyd hears the familiar click from the cuffs behind him and he can slowly feel the energy rush from his powers coming back. He slips his hands out of the vengestone cuffs.

Before he can decide what to do next he hears footsteps nearing and manages to make it look like he’s still in the chains before the door opens. Not that he couldn’t take the person at the door it’s just most villains go on a rant about what they’re going to do and Lloyd wants at least a little bit of an idea of what he got himself into.

The door opens to reveal a man in his late forties - early fifties, in a tight black suit. He shuts the door behind him as he walks in.

“Welcome back to the living green ninja, how was your nap?” He stands on the other side of the table staring at Lloyd with a smug smile.

Lloyd didn’t recognize this man nor could he think of single way he could have affected him. “It was nice, now if you would I would like to get back to that.”

The man lets out a chuckle. “Quite snarky are you?”

“Listen I don’t care what you have to say about me, can’t we just get to the revenge speech where you tell me what you want?”

“Oh don’t be so impatient green ninja, I mean I had to wait for you to wake up, you could at least let me give my speech.” He replied.

Lloyd sighed. “Well go ahead I don’t have all day.”

He gave Lloyd a look. “Huh, well I can see why the boys liked you so much.”

Lloyd gave him a confused glare.

The man leaned on the table and stared him straight in the face. “Such a pretty face on a waste of a man.”

“I’m not sure if that was homophobia, pedophilla or a little bit of both but I want no parts of it dude.”

“I’m just saying it’s such a waste for someone like you to go unused I’m sure you make a ton of money with a body like that.” The man’s says beginning to circle the table.

“There’s so much in that sentence that’s disturbing but I think the worse is that you’re like 70 and checking me out, sir I’m like 17 hell no.” Lloyd musters out disgusted, backing up as much as he can in his chair.

“Wow 70? C’mon I know I don’t look that old.”

“Yeah you look older, is 85 right?”

He gives look a glare. “You’re quite rude, I hope you know that.”

“Well I’m sorry I don’t give respect to someone that refers to me like a prostitute, oh wait I’m not.”

“I wasn’t calling you a sex worker I was just-“

“You were sure as hell implying it, I know that.” Lloyd interjects. “Is that why you snatched me? To fuck you?”

“No! I’m sure you’d be a fun time we have a different need for you.” The man replies.

“And that is?”

The man grins. “Well this facility needs a power source y’know?”

Of course why is Lloyd not surprised. They always want to drain his powers why couldn’t it be something interesting at least.

“So we brought you here to drain your powers.” The man continues. “Possibly kill you, I don’t know, hey if you survive I’m sure you’d make a lovely pole dancer.”

With that Lloyd had heard enough. He slipped out of his chains again and blasted the man before he had a chance to think. He slammed hard into the wall and crumpled on the floor. Lloyd took his chance and ran towards the door that surprisingly wasn’t locked and had no guards around. The door seemed to be in the middle of the hallway with no one in it, neither seemed to a dead giveaway to lead out either.

Lloyd wasn’t sure what to do, he obviously didn’t want to stay but he didn’t want to just randomly chose a door and end up captured again.

What’s next?:

Go left and hope for the best

Go right because right is always right

Climb and hide in the ceiling to get more information and hopefully get out

#ninjago #lego ninjago #lloyd garmadon #ninjago lloyd #ninjago jay #ninjago fanfiction #ninjago kai #ninjago dragons rising

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simiansmoke · 1 year

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an angry kiss in the rain (Mario)

It didn't matter how many times he stressed that it was monsoon season because there Mario went, like an idiot, straight into the jungle as the sky sat pregnant above with a looming due date.

At first, DK didn't mind shooting the shit with the Mushroom Kingdom's mascot. They usually fooled around on the outskirts of the Kong capital where a few powerup blocks provided a couple hours of entertainment, but after a few rounds of power-up tag (where the point was to beat the power out of the other, but keep their own) DK was ready to call it quits early. Maybe it was a form of animal instinct, or the fact that he'd lived in Kong country all his life, but one whiff of the air had the fur on his shoulders rising with the blossoming static around them; "Time to go-"

Or it would have been if the resounding cry for help deep in the jungle didn't spur the red-shirted hero to action. DK had a hold of him by the shoe at first when Mario attempted to blow past him. "Dude, we can't help them right now. We gotta let the storm pass first."

"You'a kiddin' right?" Given how he looked at DK like he'd grown a second head, the Kong realized his company was probably unfamiliar with just how a rescue mission would not play out well in the next ten or so seconds. "It'sa little rain. You won't melt."

"Mario-wait!" DK lost his grip and for a moment watched as Mario breeched the forest-line of fan palms and birds of paradise leaves. In any other circumstance, he may have let Mario fuck around and find out, but with the addition of another likely stranded before the storm, DK galloped after him, albeit annoyed.

"Hellooo?" Mario called out, slapping overgrown caladiums out of his face as he ventured in deeper. As the sky rumbled above, he rolled his eyes. DK being afraid of a little water was ridiculous considering someone in his kingdom was in need of assistance. It didn't occur to him they might have been worried about being out and about. Mario didn't notice a single drop of rain before the bottom fell out.

The force of the downpour was unlike anything he'd seen-well...in this case, felt, because as soon as the wall of water barreled down on him with the strength of a pent-up season, he face-planted into the dirt as it instantly mutated to mud. Caught off guard and dazed, he couldn't seem to pull himself up under the furious force. Not good-he thought, scrabbling at the ground with a frantic air once he realized he couldn't quite get his face up and out of the puddle that was quickly forming around him.

Mario was lucky he liked such an ugly color, because without the bright red beacon, DK wouldn't have been able to find him through the blinding wave of water. Just trying to move beneath the force was a work out in itself, but since this wasn't DK's first fuck around and find out rodeo, he managed. Scooping Mario up, he laid the plumber out to dry, dangling off his arm which he scooted partly under his body to give Mario some break from the beating as he turned and pushed through the heavy rain until he made it to the cave entrance they had luckily passed by on the plunge into the suicide mission.

When the roof of the cave cut off nature's assault, DK coughed in the contained oxygen after having held his breath for much of Mario's retrieval. An involuntary shake wracked his body in an attempt to rid his fur from the wet feeling that at this point, probably only a long time napping in the sun would fix.

"W-wow." Mario stirred on his wet and hairy perch, peering at the mouth of the cave which was now curtained with a waterfall. "You...probably should have warned me about that-"

"Oh yeah? My BAD." Annoyed, DK flicked Mario off him, not caring if he hit the cave wall and knocked himself unconscious. At least then he wouldn't have to listen to Mario's macaroni. "I would have let you enjoy the taste of your foot in your mouth if there wasn't probably some kid out here - doing what they should be and waiting it out." It was almost like they'd learned all this as kids, the hard way or otherwise.

"Yeah, well!" Mario stood, wringing out some water from his hat. "I can't just sit back whena some kid's calling for help. Unlike you, I have a heart."

The barb was almost as insignificant as a splinter, but it stung enough for DK to stomp the few steps over and wring his fingers into the front of Mario's shirt and lift him a few feet off the ground. "Yeah, I'm SO heartless. I made sure you didn't drown in the mud where your brains come from!" Desperate to throw the idiot into a wall or slap him around, DK knew he couldn't compromise their temporary shelter, so he did the next best thing he could to spill some fury. With his fingers wrenched skull-crushingly tight to the front of Mario's shirt, he jerked the squirming mushroom mascot up to collide their mouths together in a mash up of a bite and a suffocating kiss.

Mario's sporadic squirms stilled with the aggressive action, and his hands flew up as if to swat the Kong back, but a tug of guilt kept his gloved hand poised in the shape of a scratch that he rested against DK's cheek. He had been so wrapped up in being the hero that he hardly noticed that DK had come to his rescue instead.

With enough of his fury foisted upon Mario's mouth, DK breaks for a breath, accepting the uncertain palm poised on his cheek as he bumps his face forward into it...dammit, he wanted to stay mad. "If anything gets to suffocate your dumb ass, it's me."

Face joining the color of his shirt, Mario gave DK's cheek a thankful pat. "N...noted."

#//who sent u #//ok here - 4 u #//this turned into a mini fic but yeah lol #donkey kong #donkario #donkey kong x mario #mario x donkey kong

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exepelia-chan · 2 years

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Hello, may I request how Rengoku, Tengen, Douma, Muzan, and Akaza would react to a female reader getting 'stuck'?

(Whether she did it on purpose or accidentally can be up to you)

Ok here goes ✓ 1+, mentions of breeding, modern AU, jerking off, blood sucking, (stepbro I'm stuck without the stepbro) female!Reader praise kinks degradation if you squint. Oral(fem receiving) bondage. (Sorry for the typos, guys.)

Rengoku, Kyojuro

So you thought it'd be funny to pretend that you got stuck in the washing machine in front of THE UMAI MASTER and, long story short he knew it was a prank and actually made you get stuck..

You lied on the bed in defeat. All limbs tied eyes covered; which didn't matter cause they'd be closed in bliss so anyway. "Kyojuro... W-we can talk about this..." "Really? We can? Didn't seem like talking when you flaunted your ass while the other half of you was quote unquote, " stuck". You couldn't say anything to that. A Waze of excitement cane over you as the bed dipped under the weight of Kyojuro. "Itadakimasu~". Was what you heard. He sloppily lapped up the clear and white fluid that seem to pour out every second. "Kyo~ please let m- AH!" A jolt of pain came to your left ass cheek along with...heat? "Ahhh~ " You dragged out a moan. "Calm down little flame, you're not coming until I say so. Yeah.. Its gonna be a long night.

Uzui, Tengen

There's not much to say here but... Two of the rest of the wives teamed up WITH Tengen.

Tengen stands tall, belt in hand. You look in the mirror, tears in your eyes. Makio holds you down and Hina hold Suma. She just HAD to have her awesome, bright idea. Now look at where you are. Crying, ass red, face puffy. This could've been avoided. "TENGEN SAMAAA WE'RE SORRYY!!!" Suma yells out again as fresh, hot tears roll down her face. "Really?" "YES!" you screamed out. Makio looks down with pitiful eyes. "Well let's check to make sure~. Took about a good two days to sit down...

Douma

He was thankful for this opportunity because instead of having to go out and kill a human he could drink straight from his favorite person whose been such a bad girl today.

"Douma~" you huffed as tears threatened to spill out of your eyelids. You know not to cry around him. Crying makes it worse. He waa so much stronger than you. You could only sit there and take it as your face became pale. "Its ok baby, this helps you sleep remember ~. That sweet voice was the last thing you heard before closing your eyes.

Kibutsuji,Muzan

I personally don't like the dude soooo.

You yell and cry for some sort of savior. But there is none. Muzan fills you up with his blood; more and more. But suddenly you're on the brink of destruction and he stops. He pulls your face in for a kiss that feels like your skin might rip off. You don't care though. It grows back in less than a second. All you need to sit and love this feeling of blood rushing power. "Ah~ this painful feel of power~". " My fucking little masochist."

Akaza

He smiled and left?

It had been two hours since you pulled your little stunt and he didn't do anything. You got sleepy and decided to take a nap. "Mmm" you wiggle your hips and reach down. 'Hair?' You thought to yourself. "Ah!" The feeling you had suddenly got intense; so intense in fact that you thought you about to cum hard. "Akaza I-" All pleasure stopped in an instant. You grabbed his hair and tried to force him on you but, he wouldn't budge. "Sorry moonflower, that's the most you're out of me." He winked. "Oh, and don't let me catch you touching yourself! You have a vivid imagination so, I'm sure you know what would happen ~" . And just like that... He got up and left.

#rengoku x reader #kimetsu no yaiba smut #demon slayer smut #douma x reader #tengen smut #tengen x you #akaza x female reader #kny akaza #muzan jackson #muzan x you

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mew-ya · 1 year

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katakuri headcanons 🍩 - update (1/9)

- assessing his mother and brothers, where do his teeth come from? my thought is that his father is half fishman, as it's previously been stated that quarter fishmen do not have the ability to breathe underwater or really get much special strength--but I think an unusual mouth could be feasible. perhaps he's quarter pelican eel fishman?! that could explain why his brothers look (relatively) normal, it's just a recessive gene that falls out with the stronger human/whatever Big Mom genes are.

- his massive "house" granted to him by his mother is immaculate, spotless, spartan. this is because he doesn't live in it. he has a true living quarters hidden somewhere on komugi island that holds his some of his less grave secrets (such as his silly little hobbies and his preference of milk alternative). he's a private person so no one really goes there. only brulee knows about it, and maybe a few of his other closest siblings.

- he is 48, so he'd be pretty out of touch with the things his young siblings like. he's a humble guy so I think he'd take their "omg youre OLD" bullying in stride, and they'd love him for it. very popular with the kids AND their parents, future sight is the ultimate babysitter ability. he can stop a toddler with a safe alternative before they even think about climbing up a curtain.

- torn on wanting kids himself. he loves them, maybe he wanted them when he was younger. but his family has a lot already and he's a busy man. will he be able to care for them like he wants? how can he shield them from his mother and what she put him through? what if they are born with his face? will his child be able to live their own life without living in his shadow? it's complicated for him, and he thinks very deeply about it.

- it's pretty hard for him to keep secrets from brulee in general. they have a bit of an unhealthy relationship in that regard...they're both very protective of each other, which can make it difficult to get close to them. kata scares off anyone who looks at brulee the wrong way, shooting them a glare or worse if they dont catch the hint. brulee secretly watches anyone from her mirrors who appears to be paying too much attention to katakuri and confronts them if she suspects they're up to no good. she's a sweet woman deep down, but has learned to be a convincing witch.

- katakuri is a sucker for foods that have sweetness, and it's warped his taste buds a bit. whenever people try his occasional cooking, they're a bit taken back by the presence of sugar on everything. he watches for reactions patiently and most are too afraid to offend him, so they pretend it's good. he's a humble guy, so the typically universal praise doesn't go to his head. his brothers might have a stupid nickname for him like "sweetsteak" but he thinks they're joking.

- as for the types of foods he likes to eat besides donuts: I think he'd like bagels of the sweet variety, such as blueberry or cinnamon raisin. though not everything needs to be donut shaped. I think he'd enjoy pineapple on pizza a lot, monte cristo sandwiches, and fruity, tropical cocktails on the rare occasion he drinks. he'd also like curries that balance sweet and spicy well. doesnt really eat all that much meat but he does enjoy it baked into pastries. also see him as someone who puts an embarrassing amount of sugar cubes in his tea. like my dude. you want tea with those sugar cubes? he just keeps going. he literally does not care what you think of his food preference so no one really comments on it anymore.

- Mr power nap himself. he probably sleeps like shit cus he has to keep up appearances as Mr. Perfection, never lying on his back. but I like to think he gets a rare occasion to sleep a full night on his back and he makes a little ritual out of it. covering the windows, making sure no one can disturb or find him, pulls out his favorite book and reads it in its entirety before hes able to fall asleep the normal way...maybe putting brulee on guard duty. but don't ask me if he wears the matching jammies and hat set. I can't clown on him that hard today

- wears gloves cus he's a serial nail picker. originally thought he would be a nail biter but like...his teeth seem a bit extreme for that? i can't imagine him really putting his fingertips at risk like that, so I think he'd be the type to pick at his nails when nervous. the gloves help with that quite a bit, and have an added bonus of protecting his palms from his heavy work schedule. his hands are pretty soft.

- smells kinda like mochi residue, which is to say he smells like rice flour. he also smells like leather and steel, and perhaps a waft of vanilla or strawberry depending on the pastry crumbs he accidentally dropped in his scarf that day. it's a very floofy scarf and he doesn't really take it off so sometimes he gets a bit of food in it. has to wash it daily, probably has a bunch of backup scarves.

thanks for reading 🫡💓 and double thanks to all of the people who've rambled on and on with me and helped contribute to my headcanons about him, or have posted some of their own that I came across and agreed with! I love this character very very much so i always have a lot of fun thinking about little things like this.

- he has acquired a lot of stupid donut decor over the years, thanks to his closer siblings that know his love of donuts. his secret little house is absolutely littered in it. he doesnt really buy this stuff himself, his taste is a bit more punk rock. one year he did get a pretty cool donut-patterened Tiffany lamp that he has by his couch. but most of the time, an easy Christmas gift for kata: donut socks. Peros gets him a different color every year. he's not really that into it, but he appreciates the thought...

new below added 1-9 (about his height, about traveling)

- he is a very tall person, though not giant sized. thankfully, the one piece world is rather kind to folk big and small. it's not any trouble to find the correct size of most items, especially in tottoland. you'll find a variety of specialty stores catering to folks of small and large sizes, and some areas even have districts concentrated around small and big folk with appropriately portioned cuisines. clothes come in a wide variety of sizes even at the smallest of boutiques. although the clothes of many of the charlotte siblings have a certain flair that scream custom made, kata being no exception...

- his size becomes more difficult when he's traveling abroad, and tends to stick to the ships quarters as a place to rest when outside of his home. he's not one to rent out a place, as it is troubling to find accommodations that suit his many needs (including absolute privacy). he would probably rely on his own mochi abilities to generate shelter before ever agreeing to stay in a stranger's abode. he feels moderately comfortable in his personal ships quarters but his typical form of comfort is most often found on the deck, leaning against the mast with a watchful eye on the horizon.

- his duties as minister and commander, as well as his travels as a child with the Rocks Pirates, have brought him to many places. given that his mochi merienda shrine has wano-style architecture, it is not utterly out of left field to think that he has even visited a secluded place such as Wano in the past. while his job and family is rather isolating, he has still experienced a good number of unfamiliar cultures and cuisines. I think that he has traveled less in the latter half of his life but still holds onto some of those memories and would like to go back to the places he went when he was younger.

I'll probably continually update this with new HCs when I get bored 💕

naturally, please take these all with a grain of salt! it's fine to disagree, these are just how I personally see him.

#charlotte katakuri #one piece #one piece headcanons #mew writes #SFW

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quarktrinity · 4 months

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quark watches star trek season 2 episode 15

i wanna burn kirks green shirt. i hate it. show me the tummy NOW!!

"i was making a little joke, sir" "extremely little, ensign" spock ily

hate to see kirk leave but love to watch him go

was so focused on the banter i forgot that this show has a plot

kirk is so passive aggressive sometimes. i want him carnally

kirks ass = amazing

weird ringing in the background, hard to focus on the dialogue its so distracting

"storagecompartmentsstoragecompartments?" "whatwhat?" kirk ily

spock is a know-it-all

Plot Grain

kirk is so sassy in this episode

uhura almost walks directly into kirks tummy. i wouldnt have stopped if i were her

weird space salesmen is giving rogueport vibes

lil fuzzball...

tribble...........

these are evil arent they

i thought currency didnt exist in star trek? theyre clearly exchanging currency here

uhura ily

This Grain Is Very Important

kirks fussy. baby needs a nap

the klingons are up to somethin

did the klingons send the tribble

"let me ASSURE you that my INTENTIONS ARE PEACEFUL." ok buddy

"kling-ins"

"my dear ~captain koloth~" kirk stop flirting with everyone who wants to kill you

hm i wonder which political event the writers were thinking about. perhaps. the cold war? no way

there are more tribbles now

spock is not immune to tribble calming powers

i want more side shots of kirk im obsessed with his tum tum

"pipeitdownheremisterchekov"

tribble mitosis

william shatners been getting pretty mumbly lately

return of space rogueport salesman

ok it appears the klingons dont know or care about the tribbles

nevermind they actively dislike them

the tribble economy is in shambles

"earthers"

klingon is passive aggressively praising/criticizing kirk in the most homoerotic way

klingon sounds drunk

"klingonese"

scotty can handle klingon dude dissing kirk but dissing the enterprise is too far. kirk was right, the enterprise really is a beautiful lady and we love her

Were Fighting Now

weirdly long fight scene

"i wanna know who started it" vice principle isnt a good look on you kirk

thought kirk was gonna smack scottys ass for a sec there. woulda been in character

scotty recalls the kirk criticisms verbatim

kirks fussy again

this is too many tribbles

mccoy likes tribbles more than spock

spock likes tribbles more than mccoy

make out already

kirk sits his ass on a tribble

Far Too Many Tribbles

"theyre born pregnant" what

tribbles are canonically bisexual

kirk is too cranky for tribbles

tribbles are an invasive species

This Too Is About The Cold War

yeah this is just way too many tribbles. its just too much

the tribbles are Problematic

kirk gets a tidal wave of tribbles dumped on him. i love this show

someone help kirk hes drowning in tribbles

dont yell at kirk hes drowning in tribbles

kirk is drowning in dead tribbles

i envy the prop person who got to drop tribbles on william shatners head

everyones pissed at kirk today

tribbles are klingonphobic

oh no! a sovie- i mean klingon spy!

"its been impregnated with a vahrus"

i think kirk just forced this dude into slave labor

does teleporting tribbles into a klingon ship count as biological warfare

#quark watches star trek #star trek #star trek tos

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97-liners · 3 months

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rounding out my pokemon au

dokyeom is a cafe owner-- dk's cafe is the premier place to go for moomoo milk lattes and berry smoothies! he roasts his own beans and picks his berries fresh every morning. he's a regular sight around town, riding his bike around with his companion dachsbun sitting in the basket

dk team composition:

(when he was younger, dk was also known as shorts boy, because he'd always be wearing shorts. they're comfy and easy to wear!)

woozi is a researcher with a specific focus on meloetta. in his spare time, he produces music that can induce specific effects on pokemon. i think it's tempting to give him a music-themed team, but he's very tender-hearted even though he pretends to be all cold and prickly, so i think his team is full of pokemon who come to the lab needing help and end up imprinting on him and he becomes too attached to release them:

^ psyduck (like all psyducks) has chronic migraines and imprinted on woozi and thinks he's his mom. goodra, despite being very powerful and totally capable of thriving in the wild on her own, is scared of everything and too anxious to leave woozi's side. and there's nothing wrong with scraggy, he just likes hanging out in the lab with woozi

wonwoo is a regular ass dude. he has a day job at the silph company as an electrical engineer on the pokedex product team. he has a team and was a trainer when he was a kid, but only because his parents made him (a great extracurricular for college applications). he hasn't battled in years and is fine with that, because he's content being a regular guy with a day job and an apartment.

wonwoo's "team":

meowth is straight up wonwoo's pet cat and was a stray that snuck into his apartment one day. murkrow is meowth's buddy from the streets and started showing up on wonwoo's balcony. metagross is a former member of his competitive battle team and was raised from a beldum. in his retirement, metagross enjoys napping on the roof of the apartment building while meowth and murkrow sunbathe on his warm body.

#97.text #pokemon au

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sunriseflamesart · 10 months

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Characters that need a nap

- Levi Ackerman. It's canon that he has insomnia. But if you think about it he probably has chronic pains too. His joints are probably always aching, let alone scars and old mended bones. Just. I'm pretty sure that have him medicine and sleep for 8 hours would make him like. 100% less grumpy.

- Gojo Satoru. This silly bitch is super extra but his power is literally to see everything. My guy probably lives with sensory overload. Not to mention that since he is that strong and is probably really busy I bet he can't sleep much. How we turn his powers off and have him sleep in cozy environment? Pretty sure he'd calm down. Like, a lot.

- Sabaku no Gaara (first season). I mean. It's literally his whole thing in the beginning. Like damn I would be going feral too without sleep my dude. Like low-key just threaten Shukaku with a water spray bottle when he comes out. Wet sand is heavy. Let the baby boi sleep or suffer

I'm sure there are more but I'm sleepy and can't think really well.

Might write some "how would reader deal with this" imagine later.

#levi Ackerman #levi ackerman x reader #gojo satoru #gojo satoru x reader #sabaku no gaara #gaara x reader #just get them to nap #srsly #take care of yourselves #pls #leave suggestions

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stevesbipanic · 2 years

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If you have any interest in the vampire Eddie... maybe him having the hypnosis and putting Steve in a trance and it's super relaxing and he actually loves it? (I know this has been done before, but I wish there was more)

I definitely have seen this a couple times but I love the concept so much we deserve more.

"Ok so fangs? Check. Drinking blood? Check. Wings? No. Turn into a bat? Yes. Claws? No. Pale? Yes. Hmmm what else do vampires do?"

Eddie and Dustin had been trying to figure out the extent of Eddie's "condition" since he seemingly came back from the dead a few months ago. Eddie now had his bat transforming abilities down pat, Eddie really loves flying around or sitting in Steve's polo pocket.

"Well what else does the handbook say?"

"Vampires can use psychic abilities on their victims. Maybe you can read minds like El?"

Eddie shrugs and tries to read Dustin's mind looking deep into his eyes.

"Nope not getting any weird visions about Suzie, oh shit is it eight already Steve is gonna kill me, grab my keys would you," Eddie says tugging on his boots.

Dustin silently stands, picking Eddie's keys off the table and holding them out to Eddie with a blank stare.

"Ummm Dusty, bud? You ok?"

Dustin shakes his head seemingly coming out of whatever state he was in.

"Woahhhh dude I think you have mind control powers!"

"oh shit really, that's so cool! We shall experiment further tomorrow."

Eddie pulls up to Steve's apartment, tripping over himself getting up the stairs and unlocking the door.

"Sorry I'm late sweetheart."

Steve rolls his eyes before going over to hug him, "Missed you today, work was shit."

"Oh I'm sorry baby, want to talk about it?"

Steve shakes his head, "Nah, how was Dustin? Discover any weird new vampire things?"

"Oh I think we did actually, Dustin is pretty sure I can control minds, wanna help me test it" Eddie says wiggling his eyebrows.

Steve laughs, "sure" and leads them both to the couch.

"Ok, hmmm what to make you do? Ooo should make you kiss me," this makes Steve laugh again kissing Eddie's cheek. "I do that very willingly already, Eds."

"You're right."

"Just surprise me, I trust you." And doesn't that warm Eddie's heart, he kisses Steve's cheek nodding.

"Ok here it goes," Eddie looks deep into Steve's eyes like he did with Dustin, "Come sit on my lap sweetheart," Steve seems to get a relaxed expression over his face and crawls into Eddie's lap. Eddie could see the stress of the day wrinkled into his boyfriend's face, Steve looked so tired and hadn't been sleeping much lately. "Close your eyes and sleep, darling." Steve dutifully closes his eyes and relaxes into Eddie's chest, his breathe evening out as he falls asleep.

Steve wakes up a couple hours later, with Eddie running his fingers through his hair, reading a book. "Hey there Stevie, how you feeling?"

"Like I just had the best nap ever, did it work or did I just fall asleep instead?"

"It worked, I just also told you to fall asleep you looked like you really needed it. How did it feel?"

"Like I didn't have to worry about anything anymore, I just had to listen to you and what you wanted. It was really nice actually, to let go so easily, maybe we could do this more often, and not just for sleeping."

"We'll see baby, but that's a conversation for tomorrow, I think it's time we head to bed."

"You don't even sleep!"

"Yeah but you do, plus you're cute when you sleep."

"You're lucky I love you, weirdo"

"Yeah, I am."

#loved this prompt #all for vampire eddie and slight dom/sub undertones of these two #later eddie teaches steve bout subspace etc #stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson #vampire eddie munson #steddie ficlet #steddie #ficlet

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honeydbee · 5 months

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🔱PERCY JACKSON BOOK QUOTES🔱

( quotes from across the percy jackson books. feel free to change names, pronouns, locations, etc. as needed ! )

“If my life is going to mean anything, I have to live it myself.”

“Where’s the glory in repeating what others have done?”

“With great power…comes great need to take a nap. Wake me up later.”

“Deadlines just aren’t real to me until I’m staring one in the face.”

“Sometimes the best we can do is to remind each other that we’re related for better or for worse… and try to keep the maiming and killing to a minimum.”

“Knowing too much of your future is never a good thing.”

“Humans see what they want to see.”

“The real world is where the monsters are.”

“Life is only precious because it ends, ___.”

“Getting something and having the wits to use it…those are two different things.

“I’m nobody’s sidekick.”

“Medusa is your mom? Dude, that sucks for you.”

“Every time I’m around you, some monsters attack us. What’s to be nervous about?”

“You weren’t able to talk sense into him?”

“Well, we kind of tried to kill each other in a duel to the death.”

“I see. You tried the diplomatic approach.”

“Excuse me, but if you’re going to kill me, could you just get on with it?”

“There is always a way out for those clever enough to find it.”

“Sugar and caffeine. My willpower crumbled.”

“Maybe it’s okay to still be a kid once in a while.”

“Behold! The god’s chosen beverage! Tremble before the horror of Diet Coke!”

"What could be worse than hummus?"

“Like the zodiac sign? I’m a leo.”

"Hercules, huh? That guy was like the Starbucks of Ancient Greece. Everywhere you turn--there he is."

"Delaying death is one of my favorite hobbies."

“I try not to think, it interferes with being nuts.”

“What if we promoted, like, Adidas shoes? Would that make Nike mad enough to show up?"

“You think it’s ok we’re eating Rudolph?”

“Dude, I’m hungry. I could eat Prancer and Blitzen too.”

"I can see the stars again, ___."

"I appreciate the offer, but my mom told me not to accept curses from strangers."

"I'd had years of practice looking dumb when people threw out names I didn't know. It's a skill of mine.”

“I didn't understand how, but the toilets had responded to me. I had become one with the plumbing.”

“Back in my day we died all the time, and we liked it.”

"Don't I get a kiss for good luck?"

“You, Me. To the Finish line.”

“You're cute but you're not my type.”

"You're death would be great for me."

“But remember, ___, that a kind act can sometimes be as powerful as a sword.”

"It's okay. We're together."

“I’m sure you both would’ve been wonderful at killing each other. But right now, you need some rest.”

“So…you knew you liked me from that moment?”

“I hated you at first. You annoyed me. Then I tolerated you for a few years. Then—”

“Besides, ___, I just thought we could take a walk. We haven’t had any time to be together alone. I want to show you something—my favorite place."

“Save yourselves! It is too late for us!”

"Come on, let me introduce you to my other family.”

“Lots of death, huh? Personally, I'm trying to avoid lots of death, but you guys have fun!”

“Being a hero doesn’t mean you’re invincible. It just means that you’re brave enough to stand up and do what’s needed.”

“Hmm… I can call a friend for a ride.”

“Oh, yeah? Me too. Let's see whose friend gets here first.”

“Please, ___... change your clothes. You smell like you've been run over by an electric horse.”

#rp sentence meme #rp sentence starters #rp meme #roleplay prompt #ask memes #( this has been in my drafts since early april )#mine.

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