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snowdropluck204 · 1 year

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How You Two Sleep - BNHA (pt 2)

PART 2

Keigo Takami

As the number two hero, he would probably have very little free time and would probably cherish his time with you, his wings would make cuddling positions pretty limited, but you can bet that wouldn't get in his way!

~ Takami stumbled into the apartment, trying desperately to be quiet to avoid waking you, his day had been long, he wanted nothing more than to go home and be in your arms, but The Commission decided he would be best on night patrol as well. ~ So here he was, struggling to stay awake as he finally gets home at three in the morning. ~ As he made his way to your shared room, he was stripping out of his heavy hero costume, thinking he would take care of the clothes strewn through the apartment when he wakes up. ~ Getting into your room, he sees you, sleeping peacefully, hoping he had avoided waking you. ~ Gently laying himself down on his side, he wrapped his strong arms around your waist, pulling you against him, your back to his chest. He curls his wings around the both of you, leaving a sweet kiss on your shoulder as he settles against your body, quickly losing consciousness.

Aizawa Shouta

We know this man loves sleep, probably because he doesn't get much of it. He's up most nights on patrol and then has to teach in the morning and then will come home and grade papers until late. Any chance he has to sleep, he'll take it and bring you with him!

~ Finally, summer vacation, Shouta wouldn't have to deal with children for another two months. Hallelujah. ~ He would still have patrol but he got the week off like he did at the end of every school year. He would spend this week the same way he'd spent it last year. Sleeping. ~ The only difference from last year, to this one, was that now you were in the picture. You were the newest member of staff, helping Recovery Girl in the infirmary. ~ Walking into your shared apartment, you had moved in recently, so there were still boxes everywhere that you were currently unpacking. ~ "Shouta! Welcome home!" You cheered, Shouta swore he felt his heart melt, he smiled, said hello and the two of you sat down with the cats for dinner. ~ As soon as that was over, Shouta gently took you by the wrist and pulled you towards the bedroom, tucking you in before getting comfortable himself. ~ His preferred position for sleep was on your chest, it was just so comfortable there! ~ So with his head on your chest, his arms around your waist and your legs tangled, he fell into restful sleep.

Toyomitsu Taishiro

I can picture Fatgum losing a lot of energy after he comes home from patrol, either a quiet one or a fight, he would want nothing more than to get comfy with you, in any way!

~ Taishiro came home exhausted, most of the heroes did, but he was still so pumped to see you! ~ He'd brought home a bunch of different take outs and snacks (cause the baby can eat a lot!) and he settled down with you on the couch, the two of you barely talking, preferring to be quiet when you both come home. ~ After eating and talking softly about your days, you had both settled down into bed. ~ Taishiro would prefer your head on his chest, even when he isn't using his quirk, he's still pretty tall and broad, and he likes the idea of being able to protect you even in your sleep. ~ I feel like Taishiro would wake up in the middle of the night often, either from nightmares from his job, worrying about his kids (Tamaki and Kirishima, yay Dadgum) or because he was hungry. ~ You didn't mind him waking up in the night for food, as long as he didn't eat in bed, whilst there wasn't any food left, crumbs attract ants! There had been issues…

Usagiyama Rumi

Rumi loves to be cuddled, as much as she wants to prove that she's strong, and she is, she loves being taken care of! So I can imagine her being similar when it comes to home life and sleeping!

~ When Rumi comes home to the smell of dinner already on the table, she can't help but swoon, she'd loved it since you moved in! ~ Dinner was lovely, but she wanted to get to the good bit! ~ Cuddles! (What were you guys thinking?) ~ I feel like the majority of your time with Rumi would be cuddling, in every position, but she would prefer being the little spoon, you behind her, cuddling around her waist. ~ But when you're sleeping, it's a bit different, the two of you cuddled up in bed, but even when sleeping, Mirko is still Mirko, filled with energy! ~ She would move around, probably bringing you with her, as she slept, physically lifting you and rotating the positions when she wanted, hope you're a heavy sleeper!

Kayama Nemuri

I honestly feel like Nemuri would be completely the opposite at home, than she would be in public. I feel like it would be very rare for her to be cuddly, even in the comfort of her own home.

~ When Nemuri came home from working long days at the school, or long nights on patrol, she would usually want to be left alone. ~ She loved you with all her being, but sometimes, she did just want to be on her own. ~ So she would eat what had been left over from the lovely dinner you'd cook (or order in) and then have a bubble bath, which she tended to do most days. ~ After a little pampering and treatment to keep herself looking young (though you assured her she looked gorgeous, you told her almost everyday), she would sneak into bed, smiling when she saw you sleeping, soft breath leaving your lips. ~ She would lay beside you, admiring you for a while, before beginning to drift off herself. ~ Getting herself comfortable, she would slide a little closer to you, not completely touching, but close enough. ~ She would leave a kiss on your forehead, seeing you stir ever so slightly, choosing to rest her own head against yours. ~ She fell into a contented sleep. ~ Though she would wake up with you a lot closer, usually cuddling into her chest.

Yamada Hizashi

Okay! Loud Boy! I feel like Hizashi would be SUPER cuddly, like, being on top of you, wouldn't be close enough, but he would damn well try!

~ It hadn't taken Hizashi long to get home, he was far too excited, he would run the whole way if he could, be he knew you wouldn't cuddle him if he was all hot and sweaty, so he casually jogged home. ~ Once he got there, you were sat on the couch, reading a book you had borrowed from Shouta, running over to you, he would be completely ready to glomp you, when you lifted a hand to stop him. ~ He stood, almost like he had been paused on a screen. ~ You finished the page you were on and marked it, placing it down and settling back in the cushions comfortably, giving your excitable love the all clear. ~ Letting out an excited shout (that had you covering your ears), he jumped into your awaiting arms, getting himself just as comfortable. ~ There would probably be small breaks between cuddling, for food and showers, then he'd be back in your arms, soft and sweet. ~ If we're being honest, that's probably where the two of you would drift off most of the time, Hizashi laying on top of you, head in your chest, arms around you and your fingers running through his hair (now not so pointy).

#bnha #bnha x reader #bnha headcannons #headcannons #takami keigo x reader #shouta aizawa x reader #toyomitsu taishiro x reader #usagiyama rumi x reader #kayama nemuri x reader #yamada hizashi x reader #love #cute #sleep comfort #comfort #romance

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selfproclaimedunicorn · 9 months

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F&B Chapter 2 thoughts:

Completely unserious opening. "King Aegon's 37 year reign was super peaceful if you ignore that it was founded on 2 genocides & setting everything on fire till all your other future subjects give up in fear. You also need to ignore the near 2 decades of war at its start. Those last actual 2 decades though? Practically a utopia!"

Once again: I feel bad for everyone forced to lose because One-gon & his much cooler sisters had dragons. You don't "take advantage of the chaos of Aegon's Conquest" to name yourselves independent if you actually want to be under his rule. They had a whole queen, a named queen, & then here came the literal whole navy & Visenya to threaten the Sistermen into submission. And then we see a queen regnant getting violently deposed by her own men & needlessly brutalized &/or humiliated for her trouble a second time. Marla Sunderland deserved better. Why the fuck did she get her tongue cut out 5 years after the fact, George? And the framing of Steffon Sunderland's sons being fostered with the Manderlys & the Arryns. "He handed them over for his good behavior," they were hostages & probably straight up yoinked. I hope Maester Gyldayn was compensated for his work, because this man was in the trenches trying to make the Targs look good.

The Ironborn have never known how to act, & I love them. Straight up murdering each other for a whole year bc their royal family for the last few centuries got turned into a brick oven pizza in one (1) night. Babes, just reinstate the kingsmoot. Also, I'm willing to believe that Lodos killed himself, but "thousands followed" is so fucking vague. The thousands who drowned with him were definitely killed for the crime of not wanting to live under One-gon/being potential dissidents who would rise up & start this shit over again.

Laughing eternally that everyone keeps clapping when One-gon shows up. "There were so few Ironmen left after a year of killing each other that they didn't resist. Also everyone cheered, they totally wanted to be under Valyrian rule!"

Stan Dorne, we love a Russian Winter Strategy. Also their ousting of Aegon's dudes after he was all "since they aren't here, I won & I'm taking their stuff" is the funniest fucking thing. "The Dornish Lords had a wager to see who could keep people alive longest while torturing them," be for real my dude, I know you pulled that out of your ass just to vilanize them & appease Aerys. This section is peak comedy, & full of icons. We love actually using our brains ❤️

YouExpectMeToFeelSorryForThatBitch.gif (you can decide who this is about, but if you name someone from Dorne you chose wrong)

Hey George, after all those back & forth war crimes bc Rhaenys fucked around & found out I'm gonna need to know tf was in that letter Prince Nymor wrote. You don't need to tell anyone else, just whisper it in my ear & I will take it to the grave. I just want to know what ended all of that, because good Lord. Everyone made the Conqueror Trio's refusal to get off Princess Meria's lawn every person on the respective opposing side's problem. I'm not going to fault Dorne for wanting them out, because context & also no one wanted the Targs around, but dadgum. Both sides were doing the absolute most (also I am not surprised that Aerys was more willing to have beastiality explained to his baby son than why the people of Dorne maybe hated them)

The "Dornish Courage" mockery thing are the words of bitter little haters who are just mad they didn't have the brain power to do what Meria did. Once again: what an icon. Stan Meria Martell.

#misa reads f&b #anti targaryen #personally i do enjoy the faceless men threat theory & i KNOW it aint the sorcery one #but i want to KNOW george #also tell me why i thought Rhaenys dying was gonna be more than a blink & you'll miss it line #the way i have seen some people (both sides) cary on

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im-no-jedi · 1 year

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my thoughts on the TBB season 2 finale

I’ve been more than open about my feelings at this point. I enjoyed the majority of The Summit actually, it’s just Plan 99 that I wish I could erase from my memory forever LOL

you know what, I’ll just go ahead and name everything I did like about these episodes, since I’ve done plenty of complaining already 😝

like I said, I did genuinely like The Summit as an episode. there were a lot of really great moments up until everything started to go wrong (thanks Saw Gerrera, I hate your guts 🙃)

the beginning part on Pabu with Phee. oh. my. GOSH. that was the cutest thing ever. Tech/Phee is officially up there with Kanera and Han/Leia as one of my favorite SW ships 🥰 awkward Tech was SO cute. and relatable 😝

Tech being so adamant about rescuing Crosshair, oh my heart, he misses his brother SO much 😭💙

I have to continue to talk about how freaking happy I am that Echo is back. idk how often he’ll be around in the next season, but I hope the group permanently stays together now. I missed him SO much 🥺

Wrecker was SO funny and sweet in this episode. the part where they’re like “we need to be precise” and they ALL turned to look at Wrecker, OMG that was literally the funniest thing to ever happen in the entire show 🤣👌🏻

Tech Spiderman swinging up to that sensor tower was 👀

Team Sneaky going off to do sneaky things, while Team Chaos handled the homing beacon, LOVE to see it. I was so proud of my baby girl for getting through the hanger, with Wrecker watching her back the entire time 🥰

😳😳😳

seriously why was this episode just one big Rogue One reference LOL

when Tech and Hunter went off, and Tech was like “it could take forever to locate the problem”, and Hunter almost immediately finds the hidden bomb, I love my man so much 😙

that part when Team Sneaky was fighting off Stormtroopers and Hunter used one of the bodies as a human shield, babe please I’m already simping 🥵

as much as I hate droid deaths, Wrecker stepping on the mouse droid and it getting stuck on his foot was so silly 😆

and now for what I enjoyed in the accursed Plan 99...

gonna start off with an obvious one... Hunter sniper shooting down that ship with his little DC-17 blaster in one shot. sir. SIR. IM ALREADY STUPIDLY IN LOVE WITH YOU PLEEEEEASE 😍😍😍🥵🥵🥵

as horrible as it was, from an artistic perspective, Tech’s “death” was an absolute masterpiece. since I already knew that was going to happen and had even watched that moment in a clip on Twitter with the sound off, what really did me in was the music (darn you Kiners 😭💔) and Omega’s reaction. that’s what got me sobbing fr. I can appreciate something from an artistic perspective, even if I don’t like the subject matter 😞

the part where Omega was woozy after the crash mimicked the end of Reunion with Hunter after he’d gotten shot by Cad Bane, and I genuinely loved that 👌🏻

THE WHOLE SCENE WITH HUNTER COMFORTING OMEGA OMFG MY DADGUM HEART. him smiling when she woke up, the softness of his voice, brushing the hair out of her face, putting a hand on her shoulder and then wrapping his arm around her for comfort... and then to top it off, the way he gently brought up the idea of living on Pabu and asking her if that’s what she wanted to do too. I am WEEPING over this man 😭😭😭💙💙💙

as mad as I am at Cid, it was obvious she meant what she said about Tech. and she genuinely felt bad for what she did. I want her to come back in season 3 and do something to make up for doing that. she HAS to 🥺

as much as I hate Hemlock with every fiber of my being... “who knew Clones are so paternal?” WE BEEN KNEW MY DUDE. sorry, but I’m going to relish in every single confirmation that Hunter is Omega’s dad tyvm 😊

I’m terrible, I know, but I genuinely love to see Hunter in a state of despair, so him picking up Tech’s broken goggles with that sad look on his face was *chef’s kiss*

I was very proud of my girl for taking charge and trying to rescue her brothers. proud mama right here 🥺💙

also, again, I’m sorry, but the whump in this episode was very good. I might’ve enjoyed seeing injured Hunter and Wrecker in the hands of Imperials a little too much 😝

the absolute BEST scene in this episode (and one of the best scenes in the show period)? ECHO IN THE WALKER. OMFG. Ham and I SCREAMED. and to top it off? “Echo?” “Gotta be Echo.” THE BEST THE ABSOLUTE BEST THAT EPISODE WAS WORTH WATCHING JUST FOR THAT MOMENT 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻

I once again state that I love seeing Hunter in despair and permanently have that look of pure horror he made while watching the Imperial ship fly away with Omega engrained in my mind forever, thanks 😌 and he had tears in his eyes I SAW IT. STOP SAYING HE DOESN’T CRY PLEASE 😤

last thing I’ll say about Hunter I swear lsdkfjghlgfkd. but uhh, that last part about him saying how they’re gonna find Omega no matter what it takes... my man’s about to enter his Joel Miller phase and go John Wick on the Empire and I HAVE BEEN WANTING THIS FOR SO LONG YES PLEASE GO FRICK THEM UP BABE 😍😍😍

the way Omega was genuinely happy to see Crosshair again... the way she desperately tried to wake him up... ohhhhh next season is going to break me in the best way possible 🥺🥺🥺

that’s everything I think! time to wait impatiently for season 3 now✨

......why tf did I have more positive things to say about Plan 99 than The Summit lolololol

#the bad batch #star wars the bad batch #tbb season 2 #it's really amazing how opinions can change after some processing time; just sayin'#also these episodes were genuinely good whump content so I'm holding onto that ROFL #star warz #tbb spoilers

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nancypullen · 7 months

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Oh, Fall, I Love You

Our high today was 64 degrees. A moment of silence, please, in honor of the passing of summer. Hallelujah and amen. Prior to the birthday festivities I was swapping out porch decor, packing away pink and sweet in favor of autumn and Halloween. This beauty fluttered right past me and I wanted to break into a happy dance.

Hello, lover.

I don't have mums yet, and I'm hesitant to put them out just before leaving on vacation. I think if I give them a good dunking the day before we leave they'll survive. In keeping with my full-bodied embrace of autumn, I picked up another cheap print at the local auction. This was $2.

Just a cheerful, sunny harbor town. Not for long!

I've already roughed in a moon, a few pumpkins, a ghost coming out of a chimney, dressed the trees in autumn glory, and added some friendly neighborhood witches.

It's still in the early stages. Lots of loose blobs that will be refined.

That sign over the storefront may say "WANDS" or "FRESH TOADS" if I can make letters that tiny. I'll make a witch silhouette crossing the moon and maybe add some bats to the sky. It's just plain fun.

Couldn't be easier. Find an old print at your local Goodwill or yard sale. Decide what you'd like to add to spook it up, then make your space for them. I use gesso ( the stuff you prep a canvas with, allows the paint to move and spread more freely) to just sort of make a rough shape and then paint over that.

I feel like I should start looking for old prints and adding snow to rooftops, Christmas lights, and Santa and his reindeer sailing overhead. The possibilities are endless! Okay, enough of my nonsense. You know I'm happiest when I'm slapping paint around, whether it's on furniture, a canvas, or these old prints. BUT, we have just a few days left before we cross the pond and wander around Ireland. I have so much to do. For some reason I always feel the need to clean the house top to bottom before leaving, I need to lay in cat supplies for the gal who will be stopping by to feed and scoop, I'm about half packed and all I really need to add to my bag is toiletries, socks, and the jacket I decide to take. I really don't want to grocery shop before we depart. I'd rather clean out the frig and just eat whatever we have. That might mean soup and sandwiches for dinner a couple of nights, but that wouldn't kill us. Honestly, I'd be quite happy with popcorn or scrambled eggs. I don't much care for dinner. I'm also trying to crank out a few cards for some folks who requested them, and I feel like those need to go out within the next day or so. I've got some earrings to ship, and ohmygosh I'm running out of time! For someone with nothing to do most of the time I suddenly have too many things on my list. Ugh. It'll all get done, I just hate throwing myself into an airplane seat already exhausted. I need a wife to take care of all this. I'll have to finish this rambling post tomorrow. Somehow 10pm managed to sneak up on me and my buns should be soaking in a hot bath. My first day as a 60 year old was so busy that I forgot to be 60. I'll try again tomorrow. That's just a silly reminder that age doesn't mean a dadgum thing. I'm the same knucklehead I was at 59. Meet me back here tomorrow! I may have something of substance to share by then. No promises. I do have some birthday fun to talk about, and a hilarious grandgirl story. Until then, stay safe, stay well, and go get a pumpkin. It's time. XOXO, Nancy

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iphoneartgirl · 9 months

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Native Cam

Okay, done gone 'n got mixed up with 'nother ramblin man, I reckon.

But Joshua Rascal Walker's Sunday nite ramble made it clear I ain't no young fool schoolgirl no more.

Was right pleased when my little Man done showed up the next mornin' after vanishin'bout 5 PM. Scared me half to death, couldn't figure how he got away and still ain't sure how he got back.

Ain't got no sleep Sunday eve, either. All's I wanted was to heave afore he come back. My feelings was all tangled up when he showed up, you could say.

He was dirty as a hog in slop, no denyin' that.

So, afta'bit, I done washed him, real gentle-like. When I got the water pressure just so, he started tremblin' them lips, shakin'em like Elvis. Whole lotta shakin' goin' on, not the bad sort - happy shakin. Eyes shut, head thrown back, arms spread wide.

When it was done, I gave him a soft towelin' off. No noisy, nerve-janglin' hot air blowers messin' with my man. Oh no, no, no. Mama takes proper care of her little Man.

Ain't nothin' but the best for my Josh.

Once we made our way back home, he took hissef a good nap. (Lord knows he needed it after whatever he was up to that night...)

Once he woke up, I fetched him a toy to tear into. Then we had ourselves a real serious talk 'bout how I got needs to understand when he needs his own space.

Before, not afta.

Modern woman I am, value my independence. We don't gotta be clingin' like ivy.

But I told him I gots t'be in charge of when I'm gettin' some SPACE in this relationship. Can't have "space" sneakin' up on me from behind.

At 73, it ain't like when I was young and could be runnin' round plasterin' poles with lost dog posters. Them energetic days are long gone. My nerves can't take it when someone I love just up and disappears.

This week marks two months of me 'n' Josh together, a real tale like Harold and Maude. He's a year and a half, but he's got an old soul, 'bout 45 in there. Me, I'm 73, feelin' like a sprightly 13 ½.

Both of us tryin' our hardest to make sense of what's betwixt us 'cause we fancy each other, even though we're worlds apart.

So, I wants y'all to know I done made my peace with our boundary conversation so’s you can help hold me to it.

Jus' look at Josh's face in that picture up top and you'll see he gave the situation a genuine ponder.

The way he worked it out in his mind was to go on and sign right up for a shiny new Discover Card, gettin’ DOUBLE CASH BACK on all his buys till year’s end. Promised he’d hand over the cash to Mama soon as it comes.

Since we ain't been together long, I reckoned I could make do with that for now. Me bein’ a fire survivor and all, I needs the help.

Would rather jus'be with him all day, every day, but seems he ain't quite ready for that level of spiritual commitment. So 'til he is, I'll keep on truckin' as his Material Girl Mama, livin' in a material world... takin' all that double cash back he'll hand over.

❤️🎶🎼🎹💃🏻💃🏻💃🏻😍

But that's not what l'm in this for wit’him. I want the whole enchilada. I want his whole heart.

I can be patient.

But, I can already see most of his double cash back goin' towards me buyin' him toys ‘cause he tears 'em up faster'n a jackrabbit.

Yet, what else can I do? That little critter's so dadgum cute, I can't hardly take my eyes or hands offa him.

I need all y’all to help hold me to my short-term compromise now, y’hear?

And I still am going to be thankin’ all y’all my whole life for helpin’ me get through that ramblin’ nite. You just let me know if one of your love ones goes ramblin’ and I’ll be prayin’ with you till they come home.

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aspenforest732 · 3 months

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Bello Licentiae Chapter 18: Hosp-ilities

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tw: hospital, quirkism quirk elitism, child abuse, discrimination, foster care Dadgum and Dadzawa are protective :) 'text' JSL Text thoughts

"Are the adults here bad?" Eri asked quietly from Mortis' side. She trembled against their side, confusion pinching her face.

Mortis held back a sigh and typed out, "Not all of them. I have some bad experiences with people like them, but I will do everything in my power to keep you safe." They didn't fully trust the interpreter with a conversation like this, so the man awkwardly stood off to the side.

"Why?" Eri's voice wavered, eyes welling up with tears again.

"Because it took a very, very long time for someone to be there for me," Mortis responded and dismissed a location request. They gently poked Eri's chest with a sad smile, "And I know little kids like you deserve all the beauty and love you can get. It doesn't feel like that right now, but some day it will."

"You were like me?" Eri looked up, searching their face with an earnestness no child should need. She wrapped her little arms around Mortis, nuzzling into their side as they huffed a chuckle. A wet patch grew on their hospital gown as the little girl cried herself to sleep.

"Gather your things, you're leaving," a nurse barked not an hour later. She sneered at Mortis, flanked by two security guards as she stalked closer.

Mortis raised an eyebrow and sat up, careful not to disturb Eri. ' Is the hospital under attack? What's going on? '

"We don't serve your kind," she spat.

Wracking their brain, Mortis winced as they recalled the x-rays taken earlier. ' I have my provisional license with my quirk status in my bag. I can- '

"You have the extra pinky toe joint. That means you're Quirkless," the nurse harshly interrupted. "I don't care what lies you told or who you did to get a license. You're Quirkless. Get out."

Mortis jolted at the implications and took a deep breath. ' I can demonstrate my quirk, but since the license is provisional, I need permission from my mentor as this is not an emergency. One moment. ' They had Fat Gum on speed dial, fortunately, and he picked up on the first ring. ' Fat Gum, sorry I saw you were admitted with Red Riot. '

"Are you alright, Mortis?" he asked, taking in their bandages. "We just got sorted, so I was about to come find you."

Mortis briefly hesitated, uncertainty gnawing at their stomach. Come on, you've seen him with Quirkless kids. They shoved it down as his concern grew. ' I need permission to demonstrate my quirk so I don't get kicked out. '

"What?!" Fat Gum roared, making Mortis flinch. They pet Eri's back soothingly as she stirred. "They can't do that. What room are you in?"

Mortis quickly signed the number, and he said to stay on the line. ' My mentor will be here shortly. Since I do, in fact, have a quirk, you can be held liable for quirk discrimination. '

"I know what I saw!" the nurse scowled and stalked toward the bed while security at least looked conflicted.

Mortis shifted Eri behind them as they slipped their legs over the side. Clear shot to the window but high risk to Eri. Only door blocked by two minimal guards, possible sedative, and interpreter - not a threat. ' And a look at my bloodwork would show a quirk factor present. If I didn't need to stay with Eri, I would normally let this go. '

"That's impossible," the nurse fumed. "You're a child, so obviously you haven't gone through forced quirk manifestation."

' Most people who have are children! ' Mortis snapped, startling the interpreter. They glared at him until he shook himself and haltingly interpreted. If this went sideways—

"Mortis?" They softened their expression and turned halfway to see Eri, who peeked around them, only to shrink away from their malice. She tilted her head back as confusion and fear swirled on her face. "What's going on?"

Remembering Fat Gum's presence when he got angry, Mortis reached over and grabbed their speaker and readjusted awkwardly on the thin bed so they blocked her view of the adults. They turned down the volume so only she and Fat Gum would hear. "Everything's going to be okay," Mortis said slowly, forcing more gentleness into the tone than they could feel in the moment. "Big man is going to come in shortly, and he's going to look angry. I promise not at us. Remember what I said earlier? He's one of my heroes."

"Like you and Le... Lemon?" Eri searched their face as they nodded.

"Yeah, like me and Le Million," Mortis gently corrected. They couldn't quite hold back the flinch as the door burst open, albeit with a little less force than they were expecting. They gave Eri a reassuring smile as they turned back to the door, Fat Gum's hulking presence making the exit choice clear. Mortis tried to settle their body language for Eri and wrapped an arm around her while slowly telegraphing their movements. Fat Gum tore into the nurse, threatening lawsuits and investigations for quirkism as she paled. A cast enveloped his left arm and bandages peeked out from his other sleeve and pants, leaving the worry in their gut to churn over his thin form.

' Fat Gum, ' Mortis caught his attention as he reached that part of the rant. ' Technically you can't sue them for Quirkless discrimination. They're not protected under the law. You would only have grounds for me since my quirk factor is in bloodwork. '

Eri flinched into Mortis' side as Fat Gum turned in their direction, scowl still on his face. Mad at them, not at us. You know this. Mortis hardened their gaze, pointedly stroking the girl's hair as his own softened. The nurse eventually left, and Fat Gum took a few deep breaths. ' Eraser is on his way. Can I help or do you want to wait for him? '

Trying to swallow their first instinct to push adults away, Mortis worried their lip. Eventually, they signed, ' Be gentle with her. '

Nodding resolutely, Fat Gum kneeled down a little away from the bed. "Hey, kiddo, sorry I scared you," he started gently. "You've been really brave today, and I didn't mean to make you be brave for longer. Mortis has been taking care of you, right?"

Eri shyly looked up through her bangs, brow scrunching as she looked over him. "You're not scary," she said after a moment.

Akira stifled a laugh at that, feeling some of the day's tension drain from their shoulders at her acceptance. ' How are you and Red Hot? I haven't seen you this skinny in over a year. '

"Just a few broken bones here," Taishiro chuckled, although his expression seemed more strained. "Kirishima will be fine. Your friend kept it from being a lot worse, but he'll be here for a few days to make sure he doesn't pick up an infection. Tamaki has some quirk exhaustion, a fractured facial bone, and complications from some quick thinking, but he's also expected to make a full recovery in a few days. How are you feeling? They said you refused painkillers."

Eri immediately started apologizing and pulling away. Akira gently shook their head, and Taishiro interpreted for them, ' None of this is your fault. We wanted to rescue you and knew the risks going in. Saving you is well worth any injury. '

Taishiro's brow pinched slightly in concern as he interpreted the last sentence, but Akira added on ' later ' before he could say anything. ' I'll live. Right now, I'm more concerned about where she'll go. '

Akira snapped their head up at footsteps in the doorway only to relax more when Aizawa strode in, sporting the distinct lump of bandages under his shirt. They pointedly looked to his injuries then back to his face, but he just huffed.

' Eri, there's someone else here to see us. He may look grumpy, ' Akira teased as Aizawa ducked a smile into his capture weapon, ' but he's secretly a softie. '

Eri looked over shyly, slowly seeming to warm up to the idea of more people in the room now that the threats were gone. She gave a little wave as Aizawa padded closer and crouched by the bed. "Hey kid, my husband and I are going to be taking care of you from now on," he said gently. "I'm Shouta Aizawa."

Eri looked between them confused. "Why?"

"We're both heroes so can protect you," Aizawa started, pausing as she shook her head. He looked up at Akira, who gave a small sigh. They knew all too well how hard that thinking was to shake.

"No," Eri protested. "I destroy everything I touch. I'm cursed . I don't need to be protected. People need to be protected from me," she looked down, shaking harder as her voice got softer as she spoke.

Aizawa looked lost for a few seconds before his expression softened. "I used to think like that, too," he admitted. "My quirk can take away other peoples' while I'm looking at them. No quirk is a curse, and every child should be protected. We'll spend every day showing you that if you let us."

Eri looked up at Akira, eyes swimming with uncertainty and fear. ' I live with them sometimes, and they're very nice. I wouldn't let you go with him if I thought they would hurt you, ' they gently signed, earning soft smiles from the heroes.

Aizawa seemed to remember something and chuckled lightly. At Akira's questioning glance, he signed ' Pros or not? ' After a moment, Akira blushed but nodded, leaving Taishiro amused but a little lost.

Eri nodded slowly, lips twitching and mouth contorting. Her brow scrunched as she settled dejectedly, "How do you smile again?"

Akira smiled sadly and reassured her, ' You'll remember in time. It's okay to show your happiness and other emotions in whatever way you can. I found it easier to sign "happy" for a while. '

"Happy?" Eri asked after Taishiro interpreted. Akira repeated the sign and nodded. "Can I talk with my hands, too?"

"Between Zashi and Mori, I'm sure you'll pick up sign language in no time," Aizawa chuckled.

Eri looked between the two in confusion, cocking her head slightly. "Mori?"

' Ah, my name is Akira Mori. My sign name is Reaper, and my hero name is Umbra Mortis, ' Akira explained, repeating their signs as Eri tried to copy their names.

"Hero name?"

"It's like a nickname," Taishiro explained. "Mine is Fat Gum, and Shouta's is Eraser Head. My civilian name is Taishiro Toyomitsu."

"Reaper, Zawa, Tuy... Toya... Mitsu?" Eri furrowed her brow, trying to work out his name.

Taishiro laughed, fortunately conscious of his volume. "Mitsu is just fine, kid." He started to reach out for her hair, but she gasped and scrunched in on herself. Taishiro backed off a bit, letting her breathe before she started apologizing again.

"Hey," Aizawa interrupted softly, "if anyone makes you uncomfortable or does something you don't like, tell them. Tell us. It's called having boundaries."

Eventually, Eri drifted off back to sleep, exhausted from the day's events. Once they were sure she was asleep, Akira asked, ' How is everyone? Sunny D gave me updates on Red Hot and Purple Moon. '

"Midoriya has a bad concussion and broke an arm again, but not as seriously as at training camp. Togata had some whiplash and lacerations but will recover soon. Sir Nighteye is in surgery right now, but it's not as bad as it would have been without Nejire. Inoue is doing well post-surgery and is expected to make a full recovery. There were a few casualties in the courtyard, but most escaped with minor to no injuries."

"Inoue?" Fat Gum looked up at the underground hero.

' Something doesn't feel right, ' Akira worried their lip, stopping after a moment at a soft look from Taishiro. ' Her quirk should've blocked it. '

Aizawa frowned but nodded. "I'll see what I can find."

Akira was released into Recovery Girl's care that evening, not wanting to stay any longer than they had to. They scrolled through their notifications on the ride over, reassuring the class group chat and Haru. Recovery Girl healed most of their injuries, leaving some superficial ones to conserve their stamina. Aizawa, Yamada, Eri, and Hitoshi went home to get her settled, the couple's rarely-used office already set up as her new bedroom. Uraraka and Tsu went home for the night, while Midoriya, Koji, and Akira decided to stay at the dorms. Trudging into the building, Akira paused as they saw the mass of their classmates waiting in the living room with popcorn, an anime movie queued, and an assortment of snacks.

Dark Shadow spotted them first and darted up to greet them, "Welcome back! We've prepared distraction if you need it."

Akira smiled tiredly at the shadow bird. ' That sounds good, ' they signed and walked closer with a slight limp so the others could see without them shouting. ' And thank you .'

"Is everyone else okay?" Ida asked, looking between the exhausted trio.

Midoriya gave a rundown on everyone's condition as they settled in, Koji and Akira tucked onto the couch under a weighted blanket with Fumikage while Midoriya took one of the loveseats with Ida. The movie was a curious tale of a little girl with a quirk that she somehow lost control of partway through. The painter seemed to think it was artist's block but saving a loved one brought it back. The animation style was gorgeous, and Akira found themself paying more attention to the beautiful art than the plot itself. It was still pretty easy to follow, fortunately.

Akira carefully made their way along the half wall while invisible a couple yards behind Shoji. From a dead drop Ojiro stumbled upon on Wednesday, he and Aoyama had narrowed down the possible list of teacher contacts to the first-year teachers directly involved with hero students. There was also supposedly a meeting taking place that day in Gamma Field. Ojiro was perched on the main building's roof with Yaoyorozu, who was keeping an eye out for Ida. Aoyama was ahead of Shoji, and Hitoshi was "on a walk" chatting with Kaminari since Jiro was at her work study with Gang Orca.

Nearing their time limit, Akira had their clone on the roof warp again to avoid a gap in invisibility. Shoji tensed slightly and grew a small ear but otherwise continued on course. Akira cursed as he headed into the woods, knowing it would be much more difficult to move silently with the crunch of fall leaves.

"He should still be heading to Gamma Field," Ojiro called out over the coms.

"Abort," Akira made the call and broke off formation. Kaminari and Hitoshi veered off towards the dorms, and Aoyama continued his leisure stroll to the library. Once everyone gave the all clear, Akira made their way to the roof, still keeping up their invisibility just in case they were wrong about Shoji meeting his contact.

"Why aren't you going ahead to the field?" Ojiro asked, tail twitching in curiosity.

' I don't know if there's a distance I need to be within for my invisibility, and that would be a bad time for it to drop, ' Akira explained. ' We can still watch from up here to see if any teacher comes back this way, although it's a bit of a longshot if Tentacle Boy brings up the potential tail. '

"We've only intercepted two passes, though," Ojiro fretted as he helped Yaoyorozu pack up the receiver she made. "We only have until heroics tomorrow, right?"

' Finding out the contact is extra credit, and we've been doing a good job for this being our first week of training, ' Akira pointed out. After a moment, they sighed, ' If you're that worried about it, I can get to Gamma Gym's roof to see if I can spot anyone. I probably haven't been made yet. '

Akira texted the group at his nod, "I'm heading to the gym. Will let you know if I need a spotter." They silently padded along the roof, easily jumping over the glass bridge to avoid smudges or boot prints with the assistance of Hatsume's braces. Breaking the fall with a roll, Akira watched what little of the tree line they could see around Gamma Field from this angle for a few minutes before warping onto the gym's roof.

Akira immediately froze as they could now see a figure on the other side of the access hutch. Phone already out, they pressed the record button as they carefully padded around who they shortly made out as Ectoplasm talking with Honenuki from 1-B. They were definitely speaking a foreign language, so Akira just kept an eye on them while maneuvering to a better vantage point over the field. They watched Shoji emerge from the trees after a few minutes and followed his trajectory to where they could just see a figure in the shadow of the building but couldn't quite make out who it was from the angle.

Weighing their options, Akira moved back to the other side of the access hutch and warped, immediately dispelling the clone as they wobbled on one of the streetlamps that lit up the field at night. Sure enough, they watched Shoji walk up to the figure, and while they couldn't catch the conversation from there, Akira could just make out Yamada's voice and distinct hair style. They held their phone up and, while it wouldn't be enough to classify as evidence, Akira took a picture when they figured they'd get as much light as they could on the hero's face.

reaper : [Yamada meets Shoji.jpeg]

[ectoplasm meets Honenuki.mp3]

I'm going to be stuck here for a bit

flufftail : that's great! What language is that, though?

sparkles : Spanish, mon ami. Less elegant than French but still

a beautiful language

reaper : I'd hesitate to send the file to someone in 1B

we don't know who else is being pursued

blank : I'll ask Monoma

reaper : since when do you have Monoma's number?

blank is typing...

Akira smiled and warped another clone as they waited for Hitoshi to respond. After a few minutes ticked by, they stopped typing in the group chat and sent a dm instead.

blank : he's not bad, just really insecure

reaper : okay? I was just curious

have you been talking long?

blank : nah, it was actually Denki's idea to reach out.

We've been hanging out sometimes

reaper : huh

Do your dads know yet?

blank : there's nothing for them to know yet

Akira grinned as he quickly edited the message to remove "yet." Good for them , they smiled to themself. Snagging two loud blondes. Eventually, the pair left, and Akira warped back to the ground, the two on the roof long gone. They made their way back to the dorms after double-checking nothing had been left. Checking a ping from their phone, Akira smiled softly at the message from Aizawa that they got Kurogiri.

Notes:

Yes, I know Eri's quirk is a short-range field not a five-point activation but taking out the Izuku scene means the heroes didn't get to see that part. I was going to go with a Disney movie then realized Studio Ghibli made more sense to start with. It's Kiki's Delivery Service

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selfshipstorm · 2 years

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Howdy Storm!!!

I wanted to say I can definitely see Bruce looking up to Steve with how he's always looking out after the other kids- he definitely would want to be like him if he had a group like that (and he will, eventually, with the batfam). Alfred would definitely commend Steve on being a good leader and parental role to them as well as help give him fighting pointers if he wanted ;---;!!

Also!! I just KNOW Lyra and Dustin would be besties; Lyra would absolutely enjoy learning D&D from him and Dustin would enjoy all the fanciful stories she tells (as well as calling bullshit to watch her smirk 😂).

Lastly, I know Klaus and Moriarty would be insufferably inseparable if they met (especially if Moriarty was also a vampire). They'd be extremely dangerous partners in sabotage and causing unnecessary petty drama, that's for dadgum sure (admiring)!

I hope this finds you in good cheer!!! Know I'd be happy to chat about any of the f/os mentioned here anytime in my ask box✨💙!!

Moxie @tex-treasures

These are all so good, actually! I can see all these interactions actually happening.

Steve with Bruce and Alfred would be such a golden interaction. Bruce would latch onto Steve, wanting to hear all about the antics in Hawkins, and Steve's role in everything. I agree, Bruce would definitely want to be someone like Steve - the leader, looking out for those who follow, and would most definitely implement those tendencies into his time later with the batfam. As far as Steve and Alfred, I know Steve would appreciate the compliments on his relationships with the children, even if most of the time they just drive him nuts. As far as fighting tips, Steve would probably act like he didn't need the advice, but he would hold onto every word and put into use the next time he has need.

So with my baseline knowledge of HDM ( it's on my watchlist, i promise… ) and a troll through the Wiki, these two would be absolute besties within MINUTES. Dustin raises a question about Pantalaimon, or her alethiometer, she questions what the book with the dragon on the front is, and all of a sudden they're talking about their respective interests and swapping crazy stories from their pasts and Dustin's walking Lyra through D&D and creating her own character. And yes, they would call bullshit on each other's stories. She's reach a point where the story gets really weird and he'd just "no, no way. there's no way that happened." but later, he's going on about "no, i'm telling you, it was thirty feet tall and made of goo and we fought it with fireworks!" and Lyra just laughs, calling him out that there's no way his stories are real, the same way he calls out hers. It becomes their own little joke.

Klaus and Moriarty… these two would be the showboat-y, over-dramatic, nonsensical partners in chaos that the world doesn't really need but is definitely going to get. Between Mr. 'I'm Going To Dance While I'm Committing Major Crimes' Moriarty and Mr. 'So You Have Heard Of Me. Fantastic.' Mikaelson would cause chaos and love every moment. ESPECIALLY if Moriarty was a vampire. They would be the best of friends, bonding over a mutual love of chaos and causing drama.

Thank you for the ask!!!!!

@tex-treasures

#opening the mailbox #tex-treasures #this was so fun to imagine actually oh my worddddd #i may take you up on that 'talk abt this later' askbox invite because this is a cute idea #wrote all this to the backing track of season 3 ST. rewatches of old comfort shows have my heart right now #i... don't know how to tag this so i'll figure that out later.

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thelazyhermits · 5 years

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So, I know there was a lot going on in the last chapter, and I feel like I should apologize for making it so long lol There were just so many interactions I wanted to include before ending the chapter. It was so much fun to write ^^

I’m really curious what everyone’s favorite scenes were. It might be hard to pick one considering so much happened, but I was wondering if one particular scene stood out for y’all.

#TABF #I love hearing about everyone's favorite parts of chapters #I know a lot of people liked the scenes with hawks haha #and the kiss scenes XD #of course we can't forget dadzawa and dadgum lol #that was definitely one of my favorite chapters to write ^^

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m34gs · 2 years

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WIP Meme + Tag game!

List the titles/filenames/descriptions of your WIPs and tell us a little bit about them/wail about them/beg for inspiration/whatever you want! Then tag some people for a no-obligation mutual wailing/cheering/complaining session!

Thank you for the tag, @kimium! I started a separate post because I was worried this would get a bit long, hope that is ok!

Let's start this off with the Big One:

Bar AU:

Akudama Drive - Brawler has a flowchart: this is the part of Bar AU pertaining to Akudama Drive specifically and, as it states, Brawler has a flowchart. Where? In his mind. For what? To determine What Would Swindler Do when faced with a morally or socially challenging new situation. There are other fun parts such as Big Brothers Hacker and Courier, Offerings to Swindler For Managing Cutthroat, Hoodlum and Brawler are Married, and more!

Bleach Crack-fic dating au - Poor Ichigo is being courted by the entirety of the soul society, a hollow, and a few humans. Also Grimmjow is the Best Painter of the Nails.

Blue Exorcist: Rin stop being shocked ghosts exist you are the literal son of satan - Rin is surprised by all the ghosts/supernatural beings in the other universes connected to the bar. Bon is Tired. Shura must never meet Gojo from JJK.

Bungou Stray Dogs: Lovecraft is Trying- Lovecraft just wants to be a good husband. Atsushi did NOT agree to be adopted by Chuuya and Dazai. Chuuya and Gojo from JJK must Never Meet.

Death Note: L and Light are married now - L and Light are a couple. Near, Mello, and Matt are together. Sayu wins L's compliance in embarassing Light by learning to make L the Best Strawberry Short Cake Ever. Watari is Immortal and Ryuk enjoy's Rin's apple pie.

Dr. Stone: Byakuya is Alive - Exactly as it sounds. Byakuya is alive. And he is married to Xeno and Stanley. Senku is oblivious and Gen is Tired.

Fire Force Found Family AU - company 8 keeps ending up with new members of their Found Family. Benimaru and Konro will go after anyone who mistreats the tea. Joker and Licht are married and they didn't have a huge ceremony which according to Maki is A Crisis.

JJK Gojo needs to stop drinking - Gojo winds up at the wrong Bar when he is too drunk. That is what started the Bar AU. Megumi has to sort out his crushes on Sukuna and Itadori. Kugasaki is badass af. Nanami and Geto need to be a bit better when it comes to comforting their husband.

The Adventures of the League of Dads - Dadzawa, Dad Mic, Dad Might, Dadgum, Vlad Dad, Best Dad, and more. Also, who is Dad Magnet?????

And Now Back to Our Regularly Scheduled Programming... ACTUALLY let's talk about some ideas I have yet to really mention; things I have plans for but haven't fully started the writing process of. After all, I can only babble about the things I have already started posting so much before even I would need a break from hearing about them. So. Here we go:

Bokuaka Beauty and the Beast AU: It's pretty simple: Beauty and the Beast plotline with Bokuto as the Beast and Akaashi as the Beauty. Perfectly Simple. A young prince, cursed to live as a demonic entity after breaking the heart of a witch, and the young man, sent by his village to desperately try to explain to the Prince that their offerings to buy his protection were stolen when they were pillaged by bandits, end up stuck in the near-abandoned castle together due to Horrible Weather. Wonder what could possibly happen. 👀

Chaos and Purity: an original work. Two deities fall in love. One is the representation of all things Pure (not "soft" or "uwu", pure as in unmixed, as in absolute. Pure gold, pure silver, pure love, pure hatred, pure malice, etc.) and One is the representation of all things Chaotic. They have seven daughters. Their family is torn apart and set against each other by spiteful and jealous people.

I think I will end it there, at the risk of this post becoming incredibly long and boring, lol. I do have many more, but if I listed them all I feel everyone would run away ahahaha. If anyone wants to know more about any of the above or just wants to chat about them, feel free to ask about it! Inbox is always open :D

Tagging: @collisiondiscourse, @sailormew4, @sithfyremonarch, @kuroosden, and @backwardshirt

No pressure, but feel free to participate!

#tag game #wip #writing #fanfic #original works #writers #for fun #I have so so so many more #ehehe #*cries in 'will I ever finish any of these'*

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breynekai-tfc · 3 years

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I was awake this morning at 3 am, beating myself up for not updating my stories. I was especially hung up on Treading Water, which I’ve been writing for seven years and which is not even halfway finished. It doesn’t help that the last few chapters have been Danny at his absolute lowest, probably the most angst-ridden arc of the whole dadgum story, and I’m emotionally exhausted at the prospect of beating him down again and again.

So I’m having trouble writing anything or wanting to write anything.

I’ve also fallen into that trap of comparing myself to other artists and writers who are constantly putting up quality material. I look at them and wonder, “How do they have the time for this?”

But that is, as I said, a trap.

On Saturday, my mom’s knee went out. I’ve been caring for her almost constantly ever since, and I guess the strain it’s putting on me is bubbling to the surface. I quit my job last month and had planned on taking time to find myself again, but now 90% of my energy is going towards her.

Which is fine. I love her, and I’d never abandon her. It even feels like I quit my job for a reason, that in the grand scheme of things I was supposed to go back to my hometown so I could support her at this time.

Today I just have to remind myself that my self-worth and identity is not defined by my output or this artificial idea of “productivity”. Writing is not supposed to be about likes or comments or fan art anyway. That was never the reason. The ten-year-old me who said she wanted to write never cared about those things, so why should I?

Who am I writing for? Why did I start writing any of my stories in the first place?

We all know the answer: it’s for me. It’s always been for me. It’s because I had an idea so vivid that I wanted to read about it and thoroughly transport myself into it, but the idea had never been written so the only way to read the story was to write it myself.

If I start writing again because I think there is an expectation for me to write, or because I want the adrenaline rush of positive feedback, that’s completely counter to the concept of rediscovering myself. That would only define me in terms of others’ opinions.

And if right now I just need to take care of my mom, that’s a pretty noble endeavor on its own. If I don’t have the energy to write anything, that doesn’t have anything to do with my worth as a human being.

T.F.C~

#I feel like I’m always agonizing over not writing #am I still a writer if I don’t write?#but mental health comes first #sorry for another rant you guys #just down in the dumps this week #😔

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im-no-jedi · 1 year

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writing down my thoughts as I rewatch “Pabu”, this is the most incoherent I’ve ever been, be prepared ROFL

what planet are they on in the opening scene? how long have they been hanging out with Phee? has she been in regular contact with them ever since “Entombed”? I NEED TO KNOW

love that Omega was at the table with Phee the whole time, and Phee used the excuse that she was teaching Omega her trade, we love to see it 🥰

I RECOGNIZED STEVE BLUM’S VOICE INSTANTLY AND NEARLY WENT FERAL

Phee handing that poisoned drink to Omega was really funny to me for some reason LOL

Hunter and Wrecker. HUNTER AND WRECKER. LORDY HELP ME. as if I wasn’t already in love with those two... D A M N 😍😍😍

nah fr Hunter flinging his blade at that worm was LITERALLY SOMETHING I WROTE IN MLWTBB OVER A YEAR AGO WTF

I just need that entire fight sequence embedded behind my eyelids plz, it was SO good \o/

TECH PLAYING SOLITARE ON TOP OF GONKY, I DIED 🤣

all of Phee’s comments about Omega, gurl knows what’s up (and Hunter totally agreed with her)

why was that message from Cid so freaking ominous??? ma’am??? where did this animosity come from all of a sudden??? srsly I feel like the “Cid is a villain now” thing came out of nowhere (despite what happened in “Faster” but I digress... idk it just doesn’t sit right with me ok lskjdfgklfdkj)

they’ve been away for THREE WEEKS doing what exactly???? hanging out with Phee??? traveling to nowhere in particular???? I NEED ANSWERS PLZ

I can NOT believe Pabu is literally just Palma Flora (a city in Wildemount that I set my DnD campaign in 2 years ago). literally the events that happened in this episode were VERY similar to that adventure from the Wildemount guide, and I am cackling about it haha

Phee literally being female space Indiana Jones was not on my bingo card, but I’m not complaining about it, good for her \o/

NOT WRECKER WITH THE “you’ve got some competition!” TO TECH I LEGIT LOST MY MIND OMFG

SERIOUSLY I CAN’T BELIEVE TECH/PHEE IS ACTUALLY HAPPENING I THOUGHT IT WAS A JOKE LSKJFGUIHGLFKDJ

the way Tech stopped when Phee started walking to the museum.... BRUH. DOES YOU HAVE A CRUSH MAYHAPS 👀

Omega immediately befriending Lyana made me SO happy, she finally has a friend her age (which I KNOW Phee thought of on purpose, she brought them all there for OMEGA’S sake, I KNOW IT) 🥰

“do you know everyone here?” “of course! we’re all like family!” YOU DON’T SAY 👀👀👀

THE MONKEYS. they’re so cute and I want 20 of them thanks 🥰

“I... have not heard her laugh like that in some time” *SCREAMS INTO MY HANDS*

to no one’s surprise, I’ve been monitoring Hunter like a HAWK, and I’m pretty sure that man never stopped smiling from the moment they landed on Pabu OMFG. I know everyone is talking about Omega’s happiness, but HUNTER WAS HAPPY TOO. FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER. AAAAAAAAAAAAA

speaking of...

“as a father, you couldn’t ask for a better place to raise a child”

*INHALES SHARPLY*

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

literally I was SHAKING after that line, I am a WRECK and I will NEVER RECOVER

ALSO

“a little stability might do you all some good“ I HAVE LITERALLY BEEN SAYING THAT THE ENTIRE TIME THANK YOU PHEE

it’s not just for Omega, they ALL need this, they ALL need a safe place where they can just live life and not have to worry about anything, PLEASE they need it so bad 😭

space sushi is canon. SPACE SUSHI IS CANON. HALLELUJAH \o/

the way Hunter told Omega to “have fun”... MY DADGUM HEART. SIR. I’M ALREADY IN LOVE WITH YOU PLZ 🥺😭💙

“I’m full! I am NEVER full!” STOOOOOOOP. this poor man has never had a decent meal in his LIFE, I am SOBBINGGGGGGG

and then Tech “I will note the date and time to commemorate such a momentous occasion” PLZ SLKFJGHGLFKDJS

crying actual tears at Omega out on the boat, smelling the ocean, feeling the sun on her face, and reminiscing about Kamino... MY SWEET BABY 🥺🥺🥺💙💙💙

and then Lyana with “doesn’t that get lonely” after hearing that they’ve never stayed in one place for very long... GURL. I FELT THAT. I LIVED THAT. O O F 💔

Phee practically dragging Tech over to the corner to see the lights; she even grabbed his wrist, the menace. she’s got it BAD for him, and he totally feels the same way, I LOVE THEM 🥰

Hunter noticed the monkeys were acting weird, but I KNOW he also felt the vibrations in the earth before anyone else. my man is just that good ok 😌

are tremors common for islands like that? I have no knowledge on the subject. my initial thought was OMG THE ISLAND IS ACTUALLY A DORMANT VOLCANO because of the shape of it?? idk LOL

Hunter ABSOLUTELY could feel the vibrations. “I don’t think it’s over yet” HE KNEW. HE COULD FEEL IT. HE’S THAT GOOD 😤

the fact that it’s been 30 YEARS since the last sea surge, and another one just so happened on the same day TBB showed up. @jam-n-ham and I joked that they brought a curse to the island ROFL

the warning alarm sounding like a foghorn was a nice touch 👌🏻

all of that water receding so quickly was TERRIFYING 😰

Hunter quickly taking charge and telling everyone what to do in his usual calm demeanor, my GOSH I love this man 😩💙

Wrecker sticking with Shep while Phee stuck with Tech, no surprise there 🤗

Omega sounded so scared when she called Hunter, oh my poor baby 😭💔

Tech and Phee with the grappling hook 👀😏

Wrecker immediately picking up the old guy and running off with him, I love him so much 😂

this episode marked the THIRD time we got pilot Hunter, and I am LIVING for it. Tech, please give him the wheel more often 😍🥰

also, I am suddenly reminded of “why is Omega hanging off the ship?!” after rescuing the girls; how’s that for an unscheduled study break? 😝

Wrecker putting the old guy on his back and climbing up the ladder like it was NOTHING 🥵

honestly, one of the most heartwarming things was seeing all the people helping each other during this crisis. when Wrecker came up the ladder, several people grabbed the old guy and helped him up, then several more grabbed Wrecker when Shep was about to fall. Shep was right, the whole island is like one big family 🥺💙

that shot of the island from the following day was devastating 💔

Tech and Phee still hanging out; he literally is just following her around now 😁

WRECKER OMEGA AND LYANA SLEEPING UNDER THE TREE 🥺🥺🥺💙💙💙

absolutely OBSESSED with that moment between Tech and Phee when she stops him, what am I saying, I’m obsessed with all the moments between them, I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS IS CANON FR LDKFJGHJUIGOFLDK

Hunter wanting to stay so they can help rebuild the damaged homes 🥺 as if he needed another excuse to stay amiright 😜

“I had the same idea” “did’ya now?” SLDFJGHIOHGLFDKSJHD

SRSLY THEIR SMILES AT EACH OTHER HELLO??????? YOUR HONOR THEY’RE IN LOOOOOOOOOOVE 🥰🥰🥰

the fact that Shep reiterated that they’re welcome there... y’all they finally have a HOME 😭😭💙💙

and that’s it! end of the episode. man. just pure serotonin from start to finish 💙

and yeah, I know we all have the same thought. “it’s not gonna last!!” WELL MAYBE THIS TIME THINGS WILL BE DIFFERENT HUH, EVER THINK OF THAT???

I honestly think we’re meant to assume the worst, but it’ll end up being ok. sure, Omega getting captured by the Empire is absolutely still going to happen. but I think Pabu overall is going to remain a safe spot for them to return to, similar to Ord Mantell. they’ll finally have a real home. and it would be completely dissatisfying to have that all taken away just for the sake of ✨drama✨. let this show be the ONE time everything turns out ok in the end, please Jen and Brad, I am BEGGING you 😫🙏🏻

#the bad batch #star wars the bad batch #tbb season 2 #anyway I'm going to have this episode on repeat until next week thanks #for the rest of my life actually #this might be my new favorite episode of the show PERIOD #my heart is SO full after seeing this #what a prime example of that SW hope that the franchise promotes #so so SO grateful for this show in general #I'm getting mushy and emotional all over again #sldkfjgsldkfjs #star warz #tbb spoilers

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must be nice [ravi chakrabarti]

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''-Liv, I just don't think it's a good idea-'' I tried to reason with my sister as much as I could but she had her mind set on me joining her for 'lunch' with herself and Ravi.

''-shut your damn mouth, you're coming, whether your damn dadgum brain wants to or not. You got me?'' Hell, I really don't like this redneck brain.

''You're asking for uncomfortableness and awkward smiles. This isn't a good idea, at all.'' I sighed, she'd never listen, it pointless arguing. You see, Ravi and I had slept with each other a while back, there were feelings involved and it got messy. He was 'in love' with Peyton at the time and didn't really grasp the concept of other people's feelings, long story short- I loved him and he loved me but he was also in love with Peyton. Hurt like a motherfucker.

[...]

Walking into the day bar with Liv was an experience, an over-enthusiastic Liv hailing us to our table with an uncomfortable Ravi adorned by our side? Hilarious sight. Really. I love being here.

''Hey.'' Ravi spat out, a waver of anxiousness layered his tone.

''Hi.'' Was all I could mutter.

[Ravi's p.o.v]

'Hey'?! Really? She must think I'm a fucking idiot. I messed everything up so badly last year, I wish I could go back and change it all. Change myself, more so. I was a complete dickhead to her, I realised that as soon as I was away from her. How do I fix this? Liv, help me.

[End]

I chose the duck salad with a side of bread. Fucking bread. Not to mention tall glass of rosé wine to top it off, 10am what? I'm going to need it to get though this 'lunch' or whatever the hell it was.

Let's guess a random thing that would increase the tension of a lunch with your sister and ex-lover? a) You're hands constantly bumping against your ex's, b) Accidentally kicking him instead of your sister, c) Dropping utensils on the floor only to bump heads with a man you've seen naked as he tried to pick it up at the same time after the whole hour was spent in awkward silence, or d) all of the above?

You guessed it, it was d!

There is no coming back from today, there was such awkwardness that a Tobey Maguire Spiderman™ movie would be jealous.

[...]

We all exited 'Lorenzo's' in a swift orderly fashion and raced for the door. Liv bee-lined for her car, aka my ride, and locked the doors on me. Twenty blocks away from my apartment. Fuck.

''Shit, Liv! The fuck?!'' I called after her, angrier than ever. I kicked a bin over and sent it flying before messaging my friend Don to see if he could give me a ride. Ravi had seen the whole thing and was now wide-eyed and staring in my direction.

''What are you staring at, big man? You know she did this on purpose.'' I said with a surge of confidence. I shook my head at the reply I got from my supposed best friend:

'No-can-do, gotta do a lot of work for emo Walter Cronkite over here, if I could then I would. You know me, girl'

Goddamn this brain was sassy.

''I mean, I-I could give you a ride, if you wanted..'' Ravi trailed off, his eyes averted mine as I looked at him with a stern face.

''I don't think that would be wise.'' I told him, softly.

''I get that, completely. I'm sorry, okay? The reason Peyton and I-'' He must have seen my face change at the mention of her because he paused his speech.

''Look, the reason she and I broke up was because I was honest with her. I'll tell you the rest if you let me drive you home. This isn't a nice neighbourhood to be in alone.'' He urged me to get in the car with his body language.

''This once, I will hear you out, Chakrabarti.'' I could tell he saw the emotion in my eyes.

[...]

It was silent in the car, for a while, he was scared to say anything.

''About what I was saying..'' He started. ''We broke up because I told her something I'd felt since it happened. Since we, uh, slept together.''

I felt like being snarky because before he could finish I shot back with, ''Which time?'' He ignored me and carried on.

''I realised that I am so fucking in love with you. She didn't do it for me. It was always you.'' He stopped the car outside my apartment building.

''You don't mean that, you just miss her.'' I said, honestly, tears welling up in my eyes- though I refused myself to let them fall. I kept my gaze straight ahead.

''No I do. It's the thing I'm most sure about. What I feel for you, I have never felt in my entire life. I love you, not just because of what we did but because of who you are. And who we are together. Trust me, this is the truth.'' His hands were gently placed on my cheek, bringing my face to look at him. As if there were such thing as amazing timing, a tear rolled down my red cheeks just as I looked into his eyes. He wiped my tears, focused on my eyes so intently.

''I love you too, always have. Since I first dropped a cup of coffee among seeing you. Which you should be flattered about, by the way.'' We let out premature laughs and let a smile paint my face for once.

''What are we gonna do about this..'' He trails off, in a scolding tone, tutting afterwards.

There was a couple seconds of silence before my self-assurance was fully confirmed. I took my shot.

Leaning forward, we connected our lips with such urgency that it slightly hurt. The kiss was bruising and passionate and rough and everything I'd imagined us to be one day. His hand gripped my waist whilst mine gripped his hair, he groaned into my mouth. The hand that rested on my cheek was warm and calloused, I loved it. He pulled me towards him with strength, he bit my lip and shoved his tongue into my mouth. I could tell he wanted me closer so I did the next best thing. I climbed over the gear and sat myself into his lap, his hands now resting on my lower back, and getting dangerously lower by the second. My hands still tugged at his hair as I started to grind myself on top of him.

''God, what you do to me, why didn't we do this fucking sooner.'' The way the words fell out of his mouth sounded so fucking amazing. I moaned into his mouth as a response and he started to thrust back up at me, increasing the friction. He groped my arse with both hands, pushing me and pushing me. I broke apart to trail kisses down his neck, leaving small bites and sucking on the skin below his jaw, I remembered exactly what gets this boy riled.

''Ra-avi, back seat. Now.'' He pulled the seat lever all the way down, slamming us onto the car floor. I now had more room to continue my work.

One of his hands moved up, his fingers tracing my side and up to the hem of my top. He tried to do what he could in the position he was in but ultimately I had to lean up to life my shirt over my head. As soon as I connected our lips again, there was a knock on the car window.

''Ha!'' A crazed Liv, stood.

Ravi and I parted and I looked at him, my eyes bulged.

''What are we gonna do now?'' I whispered.

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#ravi chakrabarti #izombie #liv moore #ravi chakrabarti imagine #ravi chakrabarti imagines #ravi chakrabarti x reader #ravi chakrabarti smut

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SPROUT!! CONGRATS ON 300 DADGUM FOLLOWERS!!! OMG

You deserve all the followers. ALL OF THEM. You're so talented and sweet and smart, and you make the world a better place with your thoughtful, cute self. I adore you.

If there are still some slots left...

You know what I want... A love letter from Din! Please and thank you! You can make it out to Bunny or Shawna or... some sweet nickname in Mando'a. I'll leave that up to you.

As for something significant in the letter... I'll also leave that up to you. :) I ain't picky. Just something sweet.

Congrats again! ❤

While Din and Grogu are out of the Razorcrest checking the bounty board in town, you find a note tucked into a pile of your clothes in the hold. It’s placed in such a way that you’ll see it, and for a moment you give it a puzzled look before picking it up to read it. It says:

Shawna

I’m…not good with words. Being a bounty hunter means shooting first and talking later, so having conversations like this isn’t my strong suit. So I thought, maybe, if I wrote everything down it might make more sense.

Do you remember that time we were last on Tatooine? Not the time where we crashed Peli’s spare bike- I try not to remember that time. I mean the time where we were waiting on repairs and you dragged me up to one of the spaceport domes after sunset. We’d just come from a shootout a couple systems over, both of us worse for wear and in need of sleep, but you insisted on climbing up past the streets to look at the stars.

It was…nice. I’ve seen the stars a thousand times, but they seemed a little brighter that night. That’s not why I remember it though. It was the look on your face that I still think about.

I guess what I’m trying to say here is that I…I care about you. A lot. More than I thought I would when I originally picked you up from that dustbowl. You’re…strong. Not in the way that you could maybe take me down in a fight, but maybe…maybe in a way that’s a little kinder, softer. I like that about you, it’s not something you see often out here. I don’t really have the words to describe how it makes me feel other than…it’s nice.

I don’t know if this made much sense. Hopefully it did and I didn’t make a fool out of myself. Either way, I felt like I needed to say it.

Din

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@bunniesofsteel

A little Shy! Din for you my dear, trying to figure out the words he needs to confess to you. I know you're a fan of Tatooine, so I decided to include that too 😘 I hope you enjoy!

#din x reader #din djarin x reader #din djarin x you #din x you #letters from the stars celebration

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Coach Bowden

Chapter Six: The Gala

Featuring retired football coach, Bobby Bowden

Back in 2018, I attended the 81st Annual Maxwell Football Club Awards Gala. It wasn't something I usually go to, but Bobby Bowden was the winner of the 29th Annual Francis "Reds" Bagnell Award which was presented there. So I went on pure lust. I arrived late, but it meant I entered the Gala in full swing. I finally came across coach Bowden and he was clearly flustered to see me. He was dressed in a tan suit, sweater vest, a white shirt with no tie and a nice pair of tasseled loafers. Time had been kind to the man as he was still as handsome as ever (at least in my eyes). I greeting him with a smile as he lean in, whispering into my ear, "What are you doing here?"

"Just here to congratulate you." I said.

As he greeted and thanked the next person, I watched him work the crowd. With his genteel charm, quick wit and Southern drawl, mixed with a friendly and outgoing personality pleased the masses. After a while, I lost sight of him. I searched the crowd, hoping he hadn't left the party early, but I ran into a guy who saw him leave. Knowing where he was staying and the wife wasn't with him, I decided to take a chance.

I nervously stared at his room door before knocking.

“Who is it?!” The old man demanded.

I didn’t answer.

"Dadgum, It's you! Are you crazy coming here?”

“C'mon. Please, let me in. Please!?" I pleaded.

“Just go away. I don’t want to see you.” He said, but his voice was more pleading than demanding.

“Let me in. I got to see you. Please let me in.” I found myself saying in a soft, desperate voice, “Please, I've got to see you.”

I didn’t expect him to open the door, but he did and I quickly stepped inside. There he was, coaching legend Bobby Bowden, still dressed in the same clothes he wore earlier. We looked at each other in silence for a long moment.

“You ruined me, dadgum it. You made me queer for you.” He said with his voice rising in anger.

"Since that day, when I’m laying in bed with my wife, I keep remembering what you were doing to me and..." I interrupted him by kissing him hard on the mouth with a little tongue thrown in. I was hot and raring to go and standing next to him was quite intoxicating to me.

Bobby pulled back, seemingly shocked by my actions and replied "What are you thinking?"

I responded by putting my arms around him and burying my face in his neck. He gasped, and said "This... this isn't right."

"Relax coach, come over to the bed and just relax." I said and he did just that. He was puzzled, but fascinated and tentatively willing to find out just what I was up to.

There we sat with my arms around him taking in all of the sensations bombarding my senses. The smell of his cologne-scented skin, the soft yet firm feel of his warm body, the soft wool of the suit he was wearing and his growing hard-on tenting his pants. It was all too much and a dream come true at the same time. We sat like this for a while and he was beginning to loosen up with me every so often, kissing him passionately. He then looked at me and said "Where do we go from here?"

"That's up to you, why don't we start with the here and now?" I said before kissing him hard and placing his hand on my erection.

I quickly knelt before him, placing my hands gently on his upper legs and savored the feel of this beautiful man. Finally, unable to take it anymore, I reached for the bulge in his pants and he gasped in pure pleasure. I ran my hand over the bulge once more before I unfastened his pants, unbuttoned the bottom buttons of his shirt exposing his belly, then reached into his boxers and extracted my prize. His cock.

By now, it started to get hard and stand straight up-a good, thick 7 inches with a nice mushroom head. And those big hairy balls dangled down between his legs and rested on the bed and the smell of his sweaty crotch was fucking intoxicating.

I looked at him with eyes filled with love, lust and longing, while running my hands up and down the shaft of his cock, teasing the head with my thumbs. Bobby moaned and shivered. I finally could take no more, darted forward and took the head of his cock in my mouth, tasting the precum that was collecting there. I then went down and deepthroated him, making him moan again with more intensity. I went down on him with everything I had, sucking as though my life depended on it.

"So... gooood..." Bobby moaned.

I released his cock from my mouth with a gasp and I jerked him off so I could catch my breath. I was feeling real slutty, so I looked at him and asked, "Do you like having your cock in my mouth?"

He nodded as he breathed heavily. I continued, "Well, you might get a whole lot more than my pretty mouth on your cock." I said as I licked and kissed his balls. He answered with a breathless, "Yes please..."

With that we finished undressing and fell on the bed in a heap, kissing one another as though our lives depended on it. During our embrace I repositioned him on top of me, straddling my head. Then I closed my lips around the old man’s dick. He started moaning as I tongued and sucked his cock. His moans were music to my ears and I hated to stop sucking him, but when I felt the old man tense up, I knew that I must or he would shoot off. Although I abandoned his dick, I didn’t stop giving him pleasure.

Sucking his big beautiful balls was all I could think of. I pulled them hard with my mouth. His balls hung so low that I could almost swallow them and I loved it! While I worked his balls I slowly jacked his cock. In its hard state it was around 7" long. The thickness was about average. Bobby moaned in pleasure as I tortured his nuts. Even though I loved sucking those balls, I wanted to progress to something more tasty. My tongue then traveled to his ass. I licked the cheeks softly. I then split them and attacked his sweet hole.

Then as he began to wiggle in delight, I started licking his asshole. It was tight, but after a few licks of the entrance, I darted my tongue deep inside of him. Bobby's moans changed quickly to whimpers of passion. The deeper I entered him the more he pushed down on my face. Just before I was about to suffocate he stood up.

“Oh, God! That was wonderful.” The old man said when I stopped.

He then surprisingly reciprocated, going down on my cock like a kid with a lollipop. He made a great effort for his first cock. I guess he'd had a few blow jobs in his time before the one I gave him. I enjoyed watching him on his knees sucking me off. This was enough to make me cum almost immediately. I unleashed a gush of cum that choked Bobby at first as he was surprised at the amount of juice I could shoot. The result was a nice long white stripe of cum on the coach's jaw.

Noting my still-strong erection, he then asked me if there was anything else he could do for me. I looked at him with raging lust and told him I wanted to fuck him.

"Roll over on your stomach."

I was never hornier than I was at that time, seeing this man lying on his stomach, bare-assed with nothing else on but his argyle socks. I reached for the lube I kept in case such an occasion should arise and lubed my cock. I nibbled lightly on Bobby's ear, kissed his neck and massaged his shoulders to get him to relax. Then I started lubing his hole, putting first one finger and then two in him as he moaned and shuddered. The time had arrived. I pressed my cock against his hole and slowly pushed in. Jesus Christ he was tight! He gasped and asked me to take it slow. I obliged, giving him time to get used to me before proceeding further. Finally, after some time I was balls deep in Bobby's ass.

I then began to warm him up with some slow thrusts and he elicited sounds of pleasure. I was ecstatic. Every time I entered I would penetrate him deeper.

"Yes, yes, yes!" He cried. I could tell that he was enjoying it.

After several different positions I had him how I preferred to fuck, lying on his back with his legs in the air. I was pounding his ass like he must have pounded his wife's pussy when I hit the right spot. Suddenly he was moaning in delight as his cock came back to life. I fucked his sweet, tight ass for a good twenty minutes in this position. At times I would fuck him fast and furiously. Other times I would go slow and make him beg for cock. And the whole time I boned him, his cock stood up hard. Watching it bounce every time I thrust into him was a real turn on.

I was getting close and I knew from the look on his face that he was getting close himself. I doubled my effort and fucked faster and faster into Bobby's wonderful ass.

"Oh my God, oh my God! Ooohh!" He cried out, grabbing the bed sheets as his cock spewed cum all over his chest and stomach. His body convulsed with each spurt as he emptied out his seed onto his body.

The contraction of his ass on my pistoning dick while he went through his orgasm brought my own nut. I made one final, hard lunge into his ass and exploded deep into this married man’s guts.

Another Bowden conquered and another notch on my bedpost.

#Coach Bowden #fan fiction #Bobby Bowden #Bowden Fiction #football coach #college football coach #The Gala

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