#Will prolly have to do a front shot

[lycanretweet]

So y'all listened to Cupcakke's FIFA anthem yet?

#gay #muscle art #Mariano #Mariano guzman #bara art #bodybuilder #double biceps #back double biceps #colored #actually i really love the shading i did here #Will prolly have to do a front shot

[weebsinstash]

so the screenshots are kinda janky but I was rewatching the whole scene with Ozzie and Fizz's morning routine and I remembered there were those shots of like, the imp staff who work for Asmodeus and

is she helping do the laundry in platform thigh high boots, an apron, and a thong 😅 is that her UNIF0RM? Does she pick that out herself??? Is Lust just SO HORNY that it's totally normal that Ozzie's housekeeper is half-naked? Is he banging the housekeeper? Are Fizz and Ozzie exclusive or is it an open relationship? their other imp staff member was literally fully dressed so is this an optionally slutty, pro slut dress code idk

Like I'm sorry I'm just sitting here thinking of Reader who, Sinner or otherwise, is down in the Greed Ring as another performer for Mammon and Fizz is eventually like, "look, working this job is my dream, but it isn't yours. you shouldn't be attaching yourself to Mammon if all you need is a paycheck. I've got a... close friend who always needs extra hands; let me introduce you!!" and you have no idea that he's literally organizing a meeting with The Actually Fucking Cardinal Sin Of Lust until you're standing right in front of Asmodeus himself and he's just so goddamn CHARMING like he'd have me SWEATING AND GIGGLING I'd be straight up embarrassing myself like "o-oh that's not what I expected your voice to sound like hahaha 🥴"

Ozzie assures you the ultra sexy type uniforms are totally optional, and you could be bringing him papers in an oversized t-shirt and crocs and he'd still think you're as cute as can be. But. LORD if you ever decide, "I wanna feel sexy and confident and everyone else is having fun" and wear something sexy. It has him WEAK. Him? Them? Prolly both of them tbh. Like. Ugh I KNOW these two can go from having the freakiest loudest horniest sex imaginable to like giggling and tickling each other in bed and I can just SEE them being SO SOFT for a Reader darling. All your jokes make them laugh or affectionately roll their eyes. They DEVOUR your cooking (I think personal chef/PA Reader would be cute, the boys wake up and you have breakfast ready for them and everything), they're always sending you memes and things that made them think of you, they have a special group chat (of just them) SPECIFICALLY for sharing photos of you or things about you or just, talking about you period. Gosh. Would there be cameras suddenly installed where there wasn't previously just so they can see all the cute things you get up to when they're not around. All the little improv dances and songs... all the times you bend over...

Like the hilarity of Valentino getting absolutely fucking CUCKED when "his" Reader suddenly disappears, and it's because you can travel through the Rings and you work for Ozzie now and Valentino had no idea until he saw a trending photo of you and Ozzie where you guys did a HOT HOT photo shoot together to advertise something, where you're either almost completely naked OR actually ARE completely naked, and it's because Ozzie made you feel safe and protected and unlike Valentino, Asmodeus knows what an intimacy coordinator is-

You can actually go to clubs in those booty shorts with your ass hanging out and wearing whatever else makes you feel sexy and confident now because the second some creep is coming up to you and not taking 'no' for an answer, the creep suddenly has a massive looming shadow over them as an ancient demon turns to you and respectfully asks. "Is this guy bothering you queen?" and then steps on him. In a BAD way :)

GOD ALSO I TOTALLY FORGOT ABOUT THIA INTERACTION UNTIL I SAW THIS GIF AND. Asmodeus' VA previously described his type as "everyone" and he has a BBW on that fountain like 😩❤️ now I'm thinking of chubby reader who's gotten bullied and bodyshamed by Valentino (who is negging you and is actually down SO BAD) and then you run off to Ozzie who's like. "Baby you are GORGEOUS and if anyone ever says or does anything like that to you again, just let me know and I'll break their legs ok ^w^"

((Also. Non yandere related thing im seeing. He's one of the Cardinal Sins and imps are considered the lowest Hellborns and Ozzie not only has an imp lover but TONS of imp staff, like he is a pro body positivity anti racism fucking 👏 K I N G 👏 BANISHED FROM HEAVEN'S DISCORD SERVER FOR BEING TOO HORNY ON MAIN. i bet he would DESPISE that Heaven is discriminating and choosing who's hot, just, ugh i want him carnally (edit: i noticed they're actually all succubi/incubi and not imps but the point still stands lol))

#yandere x reader #yandere helluva boss #yandere hellaverse #hh #hb #sinprompts #ughhhhhh why is he so FINE

[hijackalx]

ASTARION SFW HEADCANONS:

yall he would be so embarrassed by how vampires are portrayed in the media. like enraged 😭😭 he feels like they make him look like a joke and would refuse to watch/read anything with vampires in it bcz nobody ever gets it right. but if modern day tav DID ever get him to watch twilight with them he would be like shrinking into his shirt from secondhand embarrassment AT FIRST but i feel like he would eventually get invested LMAO like u know how dads stand in front of the tv and get stuck there bcz theyre too interested lol that kind of vibe

sooo hedonistic and materialistic like he loves all things luxurious, chocolates, expensive fabrics, comfortable furniture etc. he does NOT want to settle for anything less. but this also means he expects the same for tav 🥰 but he's kind of messy too? like it makes sense with being materialistic bcz eventually youll have lots of clutter. his tent has all kinds of unnecessary shit

hes lowkey sentimental. LOWKEY THOUGH he would never admit it. like if tav ever gave him something like idk, a necklace they found or something and said it made them think of him he'd literally keep it forever and ever. dont call him out on it tho bcz he'll get defensive af 😔 HES SUCH A BABY

tav and him will argue A LOT but thats because he purposely pushes ppls buttons. (nsfw mention) its like foreplay to him and if u read the nsfw section youll see why lol

so sooooo jealous but only if he feels like youre getting too close to someone else. like initially i dont think tav sleeping with someone else makes him jealous bcz of his backstory like he doesnt rlly view sex as something that only happens between two ppl that love each other and thats what would bother him the most. and i think hes only open sexually bcz hes conditioned himself to be that way, like maybe after a while of being with tav it really would start to bother him if they were sleeping with other ppl and he'd eventually want to be exclusive.

also he cares abt tav so much. like he pretends like he doesnt but if they freak him out enough theyll see just how much he worries abt them and wants them safe 😭❤️

love language:

giving = words of affirmation. he loves to call tav pet names and comment on how good they are at things and how good they look etc. he LOVESSS it especially if tav responds to it in any way (physically or verbally) bcz he also loves to tease lol. also dare i say physical touch? like just innocently touching tav all the time. this i feel bcz he (spoiler???) rlly enjoyed the hug during his confession scene and also wants to hold tav's hand after. (end of possible spoiler) like he'll prolly do little things like rub tav's back or caress their face randomly while theyre talking to him lol all very sensual tho hes a very sensual man

receiving = words of affirmation and physical touch lol both in the way i described before. i dont think he would like tav teasing him tho most of the time he gets genuinely pissed off 😹😹😹 hes just a lil short tempered

apparently hes 5'9 but i dont know where thats coming from lol i dont get that vibe he looks pretty lanky i would say between 5'11-6' is more realistic like lets be honest a 5'9 man lured back all those victims for cazador? be so fucking for real 😭😭 also decent muscle tone not scrawny but not SWOLE

ASTARION NSFW HEADCANONS:

lets go girls and gays 👯 for starters i dont really see him enjoying being submissive at all like u had to roll a 15 to even get the mf to say 'please'. i think this is especially because he hates having his autonomy taken away from him but he has a controlling personality in general (he was deciding ppls fates as a magistrate before cazador 🧍🏼like HELLO what the fuck was that 😹😹) . he likes to call the shots BUT i dont think hes selfish (kinda feel like hes a giver lowkey?? are we feeling the service dom allegations ??) he just withholds what tav likes until they do what he wants or theyre good for him. he always remembers to reward them tho 😇

he LOVES BRATS (hence the arguing mentioned before) !!!!!!! theyre his absolute favorite like theres something abt putting someone in their place that turns him on so much. theyre also so fun. he usually does it by being mean and degrading them tho lol. but once they submit to him hes so soo sweet. theyll also get bonus points for calling him something that implies hes above them (daddy, sir, master) but he wont make them. he prolly likes to see if he can make them do it voluntarily for an ego boost lol.

hes sadistic in the sense that he likes to “hurt” tav but not in extreme ways. he likes them too much for that. like he'll pull their hair and choke them (bite them) or something but he wont cause them horrific pain if u catch my drift. i still feel like hes into seeing them cry tho lol like if they go to him for a shoulder to cry on he'll try to act sympathetic but he'll also pop a boner HELP HES THE WORST

takes forever to cum like bro 🙄 I GOT RUG BURN ON MY PUSSY !!!! also has a very attractive pp probably 6-7 inches? like its textbook perfect. upwards curve. pink tip. shall i go on.

he wont do this to a one night stand but if he likes tav enough he'll want to mark or claim them in some way. like leaving bite marks and bruises EVERYWHERE or even cumming inside them.

also not as kinky as u would think like keep ur questionable kinks away from this man he will judge so hard. MAJOR kink shamer. in short no u cannot piss on him lmao leave peepaw alone

aftercare with him depends. at first its rlly cold and u get corny rehearsed lines and he cant wait to go sleep by himself 😭😭😭 BUT after he catches feelings hes very attentive and will help tav clean up. also will prefer to stay with them until morning.

#astarion #baldurs gate 3 #baldurs gate #bg3 #bg3 astarion #astarion x tav #astarion x reader #astarion headcanons #headcanons #my headcanons #x reader #baldurs gate headcanon #love languages #love language headcanons

[jellyfishandry]

Could I request an Toshinori Yagi one shot where he meets a lady who actually prefers him in his "small might" form, mainly because it's easier to give him head pats and cheek/forehead kisses cuz she can reach when he's in that form compared to his muscle form where he's just way too tall for her to reach🤭 also it'd be cute if she's the teacher's assistant so she usually works alongside each of the classes teacher's and Toshi likes spending time with her cuz she gives him good advice on how to improve his teaching skills, and they often have lunch 2gether and go out on "dates" tho they prolly don't see it that way. Something fluffy and platonic possibly even like a slow burn where it takes them time and forming a true emotional connection b4 either starts to feel any sort of romantic type of love, but in the beginning it's all platonic and friendly like. Hope this makes sense😅

Toshinori one-shot

Content: Mentions of food, platonic or romantic, mentions of trash??, gn!reader,

Word count: 0.5k

A/N: I'm so sorry that this is a month late, but hope the way I wrote this is okay, as I'm not great with slow burn :'D (I'll do part two if you'd like)

“Good morning All Might.” You said, entering the staff room. You placed a pod in the coffee machine, and placed a mug under the spout. “Oh uh, good morning.” He was looking through some papers, and he seemed somewhat in a rush. Your eyes scanned his messy desk before you spoke again. “What’re you looking for?”  “I lost my keys again, I swear I set them on my desk…” He replied, looking behind his monitor.  You nodded and picked up your mug and took a sip of coffee. You motioned to his coat that was hanging off the back of his chair. “Have you checked your pockets?”  He nodded, and sat back down in defeat. He looked under a folder, but to no surprise, his keys were not there. He always had a backup house key in his car, but of course that would require finding his car keys.  Then his phone that was sitting on a pile of papers started to buzz with a reminder.  “Why don’t you get to class, I’ll look for your keys while I have prep.” You suggested.  A small smile appeared on his lips. “Thank you.” He stood up and gathered his things before leaving the staff room.  Your eyes scanned the area around his desk, looking for his keys or the little All Might keychain attached to them. But there was no sign of them.  A sigh escaped your mouth, and you sat down in front of your desk.  You stared at the blank screen of the monitor for a moment, not wanting to start working. But you started anyway, going through the papers that were stacked in a neat pile on your desk.  As you were sorting through them, you found a pencil about the size of your pinky. Assuming no one would want to use it, you dropped it in the trash can next to your desk. But when it made contact with the contents of the trash, there were a few quiet clinking sounds. You looked over at the trashcan, confused. You could see a key poking out from behind some trash. Hesitantly you reached down, reluctantly picking the keys out from the trash.  They were indeed All Might’s keys.  A soft chuckle escaped your mouth. He must’ve accidentally pushed them off his desk without noticing.  You gently placed them on the desk and resumed your work. “Oh, you found them; where were they?” You jumped slightly, unaware that All Might had entered the room. “They were in the trash bin.”  He laughed slightly, and sat down at his desk. “I must’ve knocked them off my desk, thank you for finding them.”  You smiled at him. “It’s no problem.” There was a few minutes of silence where you continued working, and he was trying to do the same, but he seemed distracted. “Do you want to eat lunch with me?” He blurted out. You looked over at him, slightly shocked. But your look of surprise soon melted into a smile. “I’d love to.” 

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#rys writing 👾 #mha #toshi <3 #bnha #all might #boku no hero academia #toshinori yagi #mha x reader #bnha x reader #mha fanfiction #all might mha #all might x reader #bnha toshinori #toshi #toshinori yagi x reader #toshinori x reader #yagi toshinori

[absentwriterdoll]

Only death left in my wake.

And just like that, the combat doll's blade was at my neck, and every gun present in the room was trained on it in turn.

I motioned for them to lower their weapons - not that I really expected them to oblige, but I motioned anyway.

After all, if the thing wanted me dead, I already would be. 

And, well, so would be every single person in the room. Hell, every person in the platoon could be killed and the brass wouldn't bat an eye: one combat doll is worth far more than all of us combined.

I was alive because the doll wanted me alive - and that was that.

So, I thought, might as well push my luck.

"So I'll take that to mean I was right?"

If a doll could spit, I have no doubt it would've done so just then.

But it still wasn't killing me, so...

"How about I give it a shot, then. Being your handler I mean."

Its blade shifted a little closer toward my throat. Probably the thing's equivalent of an eye twitch, or a confused gape - honestly, I can't tell for shit.

But, as far as I knew all of its previous handlers - which is to mean not well for how long I knew them before they met their ends - they definitely weren't treating their charge right.

After all.

I imagine walking with a combat doll is to walk with death.

I've heard the stories. Being a combat doll's handler was lucrative. After all, you either pay the handler well, or you court their combat doll-enforced ire. 

But what the stories often forget is how many body bags they go through before they find a handler that sticks.

How do I know? Well, shit, I don't. I might as well be guessing, really. I've only heard the stories, and seen what a combat doll is like with my own eyes.

But I imagine that working with a combat doll is just that way, if you catch my meaning.

They come from nothing. And to nothing they'll return.

Dust to dust, ash to ash.

Only death left in their wake.

…

But that’s just my speed, though, isn’t it?

“If you don’t like me, you’ll kill me. That’s how it works, right?”

The tip of its blade falls a bit.

“I’ll be your handler until you’re done with me.”

Its blade is retracted all at once.

“To your hangar, then. I’ll be along shortly. There’s prolly some paperwork I need to fill out.”

It doesn’t move for a moment.

And I can see the string of my life hanging in the air in front of it.

But then it turns. And it walks. Toward its hangar.

And all eyes turn from it - to me - if only for a moment.

Not a word is spoken as they return to their duties.

During the short time that the combat doll has been assigned to our battalion, it has killed some eight “handlers” in half as many weeks - and I’ve just volunteered myself for the position.

…

But that’s just my speed, isn’t it?

It’s why I signed up for the military:

Purpose.

I come from nothing. And to nothing I’ll return.

Dust to dust, ash to ash.

Only death left in my wake.

#empty spaces #fantasy #fiction #microfiction #writing #dollposting #witches #everyday doll #not a person

[sylvaridreams]

Recently the question came up in the guild of when ocs were at their happiest in life, soooo...

for Alba he was at his happiest when Jormag was whispering to him… the direct attention, the voice telling him things he wanted to hear that he wasn't getting from other people. they knew him better than anyone could have. it was very soothing, comforting, having these quiet conversations with the wind, feeling control and responsibility being taken out of his hands. he felt wanted in way that he was missing, and for once didn't have to worry about things because the voice kept telling him it was okay to rest and close his eyes and lean into it.

second place is when he was fused with his tiger, it was exhilarating because he was sharing the tiger's thoughts and desires, and then just running blind through the woods fulfilling those desires. basically all their thoughts and needs and wants were pooled and he was gaining all the boons of the tiger being happy and fulfilled. he was only conscious for maybe ten full days combined out of ~6 months but. when he was aware of himself as a person he was for the most part overwhelmingly happy about what he was doing.

Auruim, similarly... was prolly at his happiest in times he was deeply corrupted. during the short time between being chosen as mordremoth's champion and the dragon's death, he had at least a few weeks of intense, raw power and control over things. like in the same way, he was handed what he had been missing and knew intuitively how to use it. taken with a grain of salt because corruption + hivemind thoughts but it was a really high point in his life where he finally had the power to not only protect himself but lead.

other time… he was sadly really happy during most of his coma dream… the demon feeding off of him wanted his happiness, so it was giving him day after day of pure bliss to live out, spending time having fun and being around the people he loved the most and never having to argue with them, never being made angry or upset… it was really like "ok now imagine all of your friends and loved ones are a perfect fit for you and only ever make you really happy to be around them." and it only started to turn when the demon was exorcised and started dying, and the dream started crumbling around him and going worse and worse and darker and darker. i dont think he remembers much of his coma dream but. what he does feels very bright and warm and. felt like being home. still struggling to regain that feeling after waking up.

and then Aeris was briefly but intensely happy in the moment when Alba missed the shot and Kralkatorrik blasted him because she thought for a second that Alba was going to die. and there would be nothing left but her and Kralkatorrik. and then the second passed and Aurene was branded and dead and Alba was so badly wounded he could barely walk and she was hit with the rush of guilt and horror at what she'd thought, then anger that her dragon had got away, so she took it out on him in front of everyone :) classic Aeris moment.

#alba #aeris windkin #auruim #loreposting

[diudiudiu]

My AO3 Fanfics

Updates can be slow with what my adhdass brain decides to place focus on but rest assured I aim to complete all my fics. I'll try to keep this post up to date with where I'm at with them.

AO3 link for all of my works: @bogteats

Currently working on:

[2024-03-12] reverse the script ch5 (writing...slowly)

In-progress

[M] reverse the script [4/?] - Actor/Celeb AU

Or, in which, Enid is ecstatic when she manages to bag the coveted lead role for the highly-anticipated reboot TV show of The Abrams Family as dark and broody titular character, Winter Abrams. If only she didn’t butt heads so much with her on-screen roommate, but off-screen, rival-ish, co-star.

Working on ch5 with bits here and there for ch5+. Chapter outline is...ongoing constant review lol.

[M] sink your teeth into me (and i'll do the same) [1/7] - Vampire AU

Or, in which, Wednesday finds herself making a deal and living with a rather unconventional vampire roommate.

Bits of ch2 done. Have ideas where it will go but need to figure out rest of outline. Prolly 7-8 chapters.

[E] our immeasurable ties that bind [8/19] - ABO/Omegaverse AU

Or, in which, Enid’s new life under a hidden identity is disrupted when she’s reunited with her child’s uninformed sire.

Finally completed story outline with chapters and rest of planning. Prolly 19 chaps but who knows 🥴

Upcoming (not posted yet)

[E] TBA (the nature of idiosyncrasies pt. 2) [0/1] - ABO/Omegaverse AU

One-shot set post pt. 1, or two-shot if it grows too long. Half-ish done. It is not half done at all lol.

[E] TBA (the nature of idiosyncrasies ABO swap AU retelling) [0/?] - ABO/Omegaverse AU

Plan is an absolute mess but it's vaguely there with a whole bunch of thoughts and ideas. Ch1 is nowhere near done.

Completed

Since I don't have a beta reader, all mistakes are mine and completed fics will undergo ongoing fixing of typos etc. whenever I spot them or have time.

[T] parce que toi et moi, ça fonctionne (même si ça ne devrait pas) [8/8] - Eurovision/Celeb AU

Or, in which, aspiring singer-songwriter, Enid Sinclair, tries to do more than win the biggest international song contest for the glory of France when she meets other front runner entry, Los Locos Addams, from Spain.

[E] the nature of idiosyncrasies [18/18] - ABO/Omegaverse AU

Or, in which, after Pugsley destroys a decent chunk of the Addams’ residence, they take this opportunity to do some redecorating. Upon recommendation by their mutual friend Eugene, Enid takes the project, not realizing it’s the home of her high school, kind-of, crush.

[E] hello there, it's me, the bull in a china shop [1/1] - 5+1 fic

Or, five times Enid tries to seduce Wednesday and the one time she doesn’t.

[T] what was i made for (and does it even matter) [7/7] - Christmas AU

Or, in which, Christmas elf Enid tries to win the ultimate promotion to Santa’s personal assistant by fulfilling one of the most difficult Christmas wishes: finding love for a human Grinch.

#wenclair #ao3 fanfic #feedback and con-crit is always welcome for every fic including my completed ones #please let me know if i have not tagged anything correctly because ao3 etiquette is still new-ish to me #feel free to message me for anything i am always up for chatting #it's so frustrating that i've discovered i'm able to write a hell of a lot more when i'm heavily nicotined up #which explains how i was able to write 150k of the nature of idiosyncrasies in two months but somehow three months for the 5k epilogue lol

[quirkle2]

WAIT YOURE WRITING THE RANCH AU

*scream into a pillow*

Okay I’m back I need context for that art

YES!!! i maaaay have gone a lil overboard and perhapskindamaybe planned out 33 one shots for it but GVIYEAGV i KNOW im never going to finish all that. im well aware. it's just rly fun planning out da Vibes

RIGHT OKAY SO . wiggles. the art is based off the snippet i posted along w it obviously but the snippet is from what will prolly be the first fic in the ranch au series. it's their first breakfast together as a family. the night before, they had finally regrouped all the heroes together and i just want u to put urself in their shoes, yeah?

all of them have been through utter hell. they've destroyed themselves for the world and its safety, and when they're done with the lu journey they are placed back in their respective eras and ripped away from the family they've grown attached to. so when time and wars come through the eras, gathering them all up, there's a very mixed sentiment to it all

even after time and wars' reassurances, some of them are worried it's just another journey—none of them are entirely certain where this final portal will take them. some of them don't think fate is that cruel, and have high hopes that they're finally being given a break together. all of them are so incredibly happy to see each other, but the worry of being put through all that again is weighing on them

when they do walk through the final portal that will take them home, they all hold their breath, hoping they land on soft grass in front of a lon lon ranch sign. they Do. and u can probably imagine it's a very emotional moment

they celebrate inside and hug and smile Like a Family, and the next morning, wars and ledge wake up curled up together on time and malon's couch, squished both so they don't fall off and bc they've missed each other dearly

wars wakes up and, for a moment, his hazy and groggy mind forgets the events last night and the grief comes rushing back at him. keep in mind—wars has been at the ranch ever since the journey ended. his era no longer wanted him, and fate Knew that, so the portal to his "home" never opened, and time took him in

ever since the journey ended, wars has been struggling with a healthy combination of abandonment issues, grief for his family and his qpp, and a strange version of survivor's guilt; feeling guilty that he's the only one out of the group that got to stay glued to another member. he has been overworking out of fear of getting kicked out by time (not a possibility <3) and to take his mind off the crushing Weight of the grief he feels, and he'd barely been keeping his head above the surface

for a moment he thinks he's alone on the couch again, he thinks the tinks and clatters from the kitchen are just malon making a small breakfast for the three of them, and he thinks none of those portals ever opened and it was just a dream or smth

but then he feels legend move next to them, play w his hair, and that snippet is about wars Realizing that this is real, and here, and his. he nearly cries just looking at ledge out of sheer relief, and he smiles wider than he has in weeks. he realizes that he's sharing a blanket with his partner again, that there are other sleeping bodies on the living floor, that there are familiar voices drifting from the kitchen that are more than just time and malon, and that the breakfast is being prepared so early bc it has to be big enough to feed 10 mouths

he just . he realizes this is finally Home, and smiles.

#qktalks #silvercaptain24 #suncaster au #WIGGLES AND WAILS ABOUT THEM

[corvlth]

Lil age chart for Ash for my own reference

Timeline lore under the cut for the like 1 guy that cares

Baby:

Faye brings them back from Hades as a baby again (no idea how that works just don't think about it)

Chirping and bird chick behavior

Gets found by the transylvanian govm and promptly sent to a lab to be studied and tested on

Design subject to change I just don't usually think about the raw chicken

Toddler:

Has metal tags in both ears denoting them as test subject 001 (though their DNA could never be studied or replicated so there were never more)

Harshly reprimanded for bird behavior

Prolly used for propaganda like "look we're working on a super soldier we're gonna have an army of them soon, fear us" (again, they just found them like this and they didn't do shit)

Easily scared and sickly all the time

Child:

The govmt finally gave up on trying to figure out a way to make more and started focusing into training Ash for combat since they couldn't even study their blood because it just melted through everything

Forced to practice gliding and flying, which considering that they had more down than feathers ended up in a lot of injuries

Malnutrition leads them to remain small

Befriends a romani kid who's somewhat good at tech and disliked but tolerated by the higherups for his talent. He makes Ash little mechanisms and doodads to make up for the inability to fly on their own

Withdrawn and quiet. Mostly only follows orders and doesn't ask questions (similar to Thor)

Has prosthetic legs that go over the bird legs made for them to look inconspicuous. Though that makes them limp around since they don't really fit. The arms can just morph idk

Teenager:

Juvenile plumage grown in (mostly), feathers uneven and patchy and unhealthy from malnutrition, but can fly on their own for the most part

Tail is the last one to lose the fuzz and still not really useable, so turning is like trying to swivel on an office chair without toughing the ground, it's jank

Gets trained on shooting targets from the sky but gets shot one day and has the realization that they were killing civilians the whole time, but they feel complacent and like they have no way out of this

Gets a mission on the western front one day and has a brief encounter with their future boss, Erika who was a new recruit at the time. They scratch her face up, while Erika catches them in an electric wire trap which leads Ash's bleeding to get burned into the skin of their throat

Their romani friend disappears one day and after months they assume they're dead and they run away through the forest through the Ukrainian border, ripping the metal tags out of their ears in case they're tracking them.

Gets caught and sent to the US as a POW and informant and gets put under the care of Erika, who's now a grand poobah over there and craves power. She very much does not recognize Ash as the one that scratched her, but wants their information so they can get revenge on the 'bird freak'

Ash changes name to Ash Miller from [REDACTED] with Miller coming from Morar that their romani friend had

Gets sent to different dimensions as a scout and never really brings back info (so i can put this beast in situations)

Adult:

asshole

Whenever they show up in armor and wings Erika assumes they're a different one from the one they encountered since their adult plumage is black now

needs a nap

that's when they meet Kratos and gang instead of going to where they were supposed to because they saw it in a dream idk

This is probably all over the place I'm not a writer word guy man

Also they have a tattoo on their hand like Atreus the whole time I just realized I forgot about it now pretend you see it

#artists on tumblr #my art #oc #original character #ash

[hahahmitski]

Jacob and Weed edibles

this headcanon ain't really realistic to Jacob but I think it's funny. Weed mention heavily um I guess that's it might be Jillard but it's whatever you think for now.

Jacob and Millard were going out to do some shopping for some sweets like some of their friend's wanted from the candy shop. There was some brownies on a stand but in Italian so Jacob asked Millard what "edibili di erba brownie" was. Millard slightly cringed at what the guy was selling, but once Millard got the word brownie out of his mouth Jacob RAN to the stand of "brownies".

Millard didn't know that Jacob had a particular sweet tooth and Abe baked brownies for Jacob sometimes. Millard ran after him but he was so late and Jacob already paid for 5 of the brownies and Millard only ran to where Jacob had only one "Brownie" left. The guy who has the edibles had a sly smirk on his face and ran away. Millard shouted that they were weed edibles but Jacob was already halfway done with the brownie.

Once Jacob heard Millard he immediately dropped it, yet, he already ate the edibles. Millard just found himself a peculiar because weed edibles weren't invented until the 1960's. But he didn't have time to worry about that at the moment. Thank the birds that the edibles were only the width and length of a gummy bear, hence, Jacob buying 5. Jacob reported shortly after eating the edibles (2-5 minutes give or take) feeling dizzy and that he could see Millard.

Millard thought for a minute, the edibles shouldn't of taken effect in an hour but he remembered the man who made it is peculiar. Millard placed Jacob's arm over his shoulder and brang him to the house. Jacob's eyes were slowing but surely turning blood-shot. Millard called for a family meeting in his and Jacob's room.

Once everyone entered, he shown everyone Jacob. There were some gasps among the peculiars but they were all at least a bit shocked nonetheless. Some children knew that Jacob or thought he had something bad and someone them just saw this blood-shot eyes and were a bit scared. He told everyone that Jacob ate something bad that isn't infectious but just try to limit talking to him at the moment.

Jacob had seen everyone and told them "wattz up fam?" Something else that didn't make sense to any of them but Noor who was crying out of laughter, but bitting her lip to contain the laughing. Enoch then shouted angrily "This is the guy to saved all of Peculiardom! Why did he eat wee-" Horace then placed his hand over Enoch's mouth, reminding him that there are Olive, Claire still home and the other in-training Ymbryne's. Enoch mutter a curse under his breath but Millard or any of the children didn't have time to worry about that. Noor on the other hand bursted out laughing, crying as well.

Millard whispered (in case Olive and Claire were eavesdropping) to them in a circle without Jacob that he ate weed edibles from a Peculiar from the present. The effects would -thankfully- run out as the same time within eating regular edibles. Jacob had to take a nap (prolly 1-2 hours from then) and he would be all good. In the middle of Millard telling them why they shouldn't tell the Bird Jacob came over and told them slightly slurred that he could see Millard and that he loved his brown curly hair.

The peculiars could see Jacob curling song hair but Millard stood there in utter shock. Hugh waved his hand in front of Millard's face trying to get him to talk again. Little did they know before Millard went invisible he had brown curly hair, and Millard felt his hair being pulled slightly. Once Hugh shook his head in front of Millard shook his head and told them that he could actually see him. Everyone was shocked, but then Millard wanted to get back on track as quick as possible. They brang back Olive and Claire into the room and told them that they should keep this in-between themselves. I mean, how hard can watching over a teen be anyway?

P.S. I don't care what the proof in Hollow City says about Millard.

I should be getting a AO3 soon so you guys want me to continue there? (Reposting this and commenting or just commenting is fine for an answer).

#mphfpc #miss peregrines home for peculiar children #millard nullings #Weed edibles #Goofy #I had a dream about this #jacob portman #Millard is visible #Zaza #weed mention #Jillard

[anniesocsandgeneralstore]

10. What is the last line of dialogue you’ve written?

11. What scene are you most hyped for this chapter/fic?

12. What emotions do you expect your readers to feel?

13. What common trope(s) do you feel are used in this chapter/fic?

14. What have you been finding frustrating with writing this chapter/fic?

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fe my werewolf love!!! since i've already answered a few of these for the current wip I'm working on, I'll do these for the werewolf rhett au I've been working on! there....is not much....but there is a solid idea there i think....hopefully....we'll see lol

10. What is the last line of dialogue you've written?

“That’d look pretty.” She made no comment about her daughter’s disinterested tone. “And in the tier lines too? In the skirt?” “Sure.”

so the basic plot is that the Abbott line is dying and they've forced Rhett into an arranged marriage with Tess (also a werewolf in this), I've opened the piece with her wedding dress getting altered but idk how i feel about it yet. i just didn't wanna do a whole shit of exposition before getting into the story.

11. What scene are you most hyped for this chapter/fic?

Problem is, I haven't figured out exactly what I'm gonna write yet lol this is WIP in it's most basic form. But I'd say the scene where Rhett and Tess are sat down and told they have to get married to one another (ANGST babey).

12. What emotions do you expect your readers to feel?

I mean...I hope people like it. And I hope they don't think it's too close to the other werewolf au I've done, I've done everything in my power to make them different but still within the same world. I would like readers to feel Rhett and Tess's pain over being forced into a relationship, having the entire weight of their pack's future on their shoulders. This one is prolly gonna be more angst than happy fluffy sexy vibes lol

13. What common trope(s) do you feel are used in this chapter/fic?

Arranged marriage, obvs. Best friends to strangers to forced married to actual lovers (complicated I know lol). Classic werewolf possessiveness. The "I don't want my first kiss to be in front of all our family" thing. Themes of "the spare son" are in this for sure.

14. What have you been finding frustrating with writing this chapter/fic?

...all of it? I don't know what my hang-up with this is but, I've had a hard time starting it. I think I'm just thinking about it too much. Worried about what other people are going to think or IF they'll like it as much as my other werewolf au. And I think another struggle is that I don't really want it to be a series. A couple one-shots max. But there's....so much history and so much to say. The balance is hard. I think I just need to outline and see what happens tbh lol

Talk to Me About the WIP I’m Currently Writing

#annie answers #wip ask game #fic: not hungry anymore #werewolf au #oc: tessa abernathy #werewolf!rhett #rhett abbott x tessa abernathy

[markdelonge]

Dating Travis Barker....

(not my gif!) what i think dating trav is like :)))) (pop punk/rock singers pov btw)

matching tats!!

we all know travis has a list of tattoos. theres a very high chance the two of you have gotten one (or more) together / if you're not into tats he's prolly gotten a tat dedicated to you.

he's tried to teach you how to play the drums

this didn't work out. you thought it'd be easy but you aren't as coordinated as he is.

going vegan with him

this vegan thing went on for at least two months until you practically had a mental breakdown from it and ate half a tub of ice cream

helping him get over his fear of heights / calming him down

the first time travis got on a plane after the incident was really nerve racking for him, he got really worked up and even almost started crying. you went through some breathing exercises with him and made sure to let him know that it'd be alright and that you were gonna be with him the whole way.

forehead kisses !!!!!!!!

forehead kisses from the both of you. mostly him tho. his way of saying he loves you without actually saying it.

his kids love you

they adore you!! they are happy that you make him happy and they think the two of you are perfect together :)

late nights / early mornings at the studio

the both of you are constantly working on music so you try to spend the most time together, usually that time is spent at the studio

he lets you wear his chains

his chains are really cool. he had offered you wear one with your outfit because he had thought it went with it and now its a thing he lets you do.

most likely make an album together

trav out here making albums wit everyone, of course he's gonna make one with his girl

lock screens of each other

he has you as his and you have him. its corny but sweet yk?

wearing his sunglasses

he always has sunglasses on, so when he doesn't (or he thinks he's lost them) you have them

lots of "i love you"s

y'all could be watching a movie in complete silence and outta nowhere one of you would say "i love you"

holding his hand while he's getting the tattoo

travis has lots tats. i don't think getting one hurts him at all but you still like to hold his hand. he thinks its cute that you want to comfort him.

writing songs with him

probably sitting on his lap at the studio or sitting on the floor across from each other pitching ideas.

the coolest couple in punk rock scene

pretty self explanatory, (almost)every punk rock fan wants a relationship like the two of you have.

you've tried to get him to wear the lip ring on multiple occasions

you've had a crush on him since he had the lip ring. you completely love the way he looks now but every now n then you ask about it.

you painting his nails

him painting your nails

just a lil thing the two of you will do to pass time. he'd get "mad" when you'd accidentally smudge the nail polish because you couldn't sit still long enough 😭

hand kisses 😩

the first time he met you he had thought you were beyond beautiful and tried to shoot his shot by kissing your hand all gentleman like. you had secretly freaked out because travis fkn barker was not only in front of you but had also kissed your hand.

matching outfits

not wearing the exact same thing but the color scheme of the outfits would be very similar

ig stories / posts of random pictures / vids of the two of you hanging out

things like lil funny things the two of you do and catch on camera / trying out snapchat filters / actual selfies / reaction memes you find of each other on twitter / literally anything that has to do with the two of you.

makeouts get heated reeaall quick

travis is not scared to makeout with you in public. he sometimes could go a lil too far and slip his hand under your shirt or he'd pin you to the closest wall, becoming more dominant over the kiss.

he's possessive

he will tell everyone and everything that you're his.

and can get jealous quick

he's not the type to make a huge scene when someone's tryna flirt with you. he'd just pull you away from the person and make sure you stay away from them but if someone were to touch you without your consent / make a move on you. he'd probably lose his shit and beat the fuck outta the guy.

he's protective too.

when out in public, he'd keep you extra close/have you in his sight at all times. if you're out by yourself he would want to know where you were going / who you'd be with. he's not overprotective but he's protective.

inner thigh kisses

sometimes he'd lay in between your legs and rest his head on your thighs and leave sloppy kissses there. sometimes it would lead something sexual, sometimes it wouldn't. it depends.

the two of you argue about literally nothing

"Y/N DID YOU LEAVE THE KITCHEN LIGHT ON LAST NIGHT OR DID YOU NOT"

"NO I DID NOT"

"THEN WHO THE FUCK DID"

"WHY ARE YOU ASKING ME?"

him trying to get you to be more healthy

mentally and physically, he tries to get you to be more good to yourself. like get you on a better sleeping schedule, on a better diet so you aren't surviving off of two cups of coffee and a bag of chips everyday. he wants to let you know that he cares :)

hes the big spoon

sometimes he is, sometimes he's not, it depends on the day

humor only the two of you understand

inside jokes / corny dad jokes / shit that no one else finds funny yk

thats it

thats all i got :)

lil a/n: this is my first time writing for literally anyone so plz don't hate me 😭😭 k bye :)

#travis barker x reader #travis barker imagines #travis barker #blink 182 #headcanon #requests are open #90s #punk #drummer

[riverisnotdead]

Hi! Saw your welcome post and wanted to ask if you would be comfortable writing for Jeff t.k. in a relationship? Maybe headcanons or a small scneario?

Just- ✨ y e s ✨

Also, AHHHH thank you for being my first request! I hope this turns out to your liking! 💜

Jeff The Killer x Gender Neutral (GN) reader

So, as much as I like Jeff I just gotta say this man probably yandere as hell 😀

Like, “I saw you get within five yards of another proxy and you aren’t allowed to leave the room for the rest of the night” type yandere

BUT

I also like to headcannon that as rough as he may be, you are the only person he even SLIGHTLY softens around

Cuz you’re a mAtErIaL gWoRL 🙄💅🏻

It definitely wouldn’t be anything profound, after all he has to keep his massive ego and whatever reputation he has up

But he would

Just a little (if you squint you can tell)

He also LOVES it when you touch his scars or give him lotion cuz let’s be real his skin prolly ✨ a s h y ✨ af

Offer to help him bathe or wash his hair and he’ll die a little inside.

He’s obviously very touch starved so he enjoys little touches here and there

But PLEASE for the love of slender NEVER in front of the other proxys

His ego (and reputation) as a heartless MF would be h u r t

Also random, but I just imagine him really liking Sprite

Like, one time Sally blackmailed him into a tea party and didn’t have actual tea-

So she gave him a sprite

And he loved how it fizzed against the gashes in his mouth

Overall classic tsundere/yandere but he wouldn’t kill you 😌

I hope 🤠

Scenario time :0000

(I’ll try to make this as gn as possible 😤)

Jeff kicked off his shoes and basically flopped onto the thin mattress with a loud groan. You looked up from you book and and silently watched as he struggled to get comfortable.

“Long day?” You asked as you reached over to run one of your hands through his black hair.

“You have no idea.” He grumbled in reply and slightly pushed his head further into you comforting touch. You hummed in acknowledgment, continuing to stroke his head as you picked up on your book.

After a few minutes of comfortable silence you spoke up not wanting him to sleep just yet. “You need a bath.”

Jeff looked up at you and made a face as you pulled your hand away. “I don’t need a bath.”

“You smell like cigarettes, dried blood, and something burnt. You need a bath.” You retorted as you marked your page and got up to run warm water in the tub that was in the connected bathroom. He muttered something incoherent under his breath as he stripped off his clothes and once the tub was full he slid into the water. He leaned his head back against the tub and sighed softly as you poured water on his head and started gently scrubbing his scalp with shampoo.

After his bath he threw on a tank top and sweats and headed downstairs to see if there was any available food. As he walked into the kitchen he noticed the watchful eyes of Sally focusing on him.

“Hi Jeff!” She chimed. He glared in response.

She shot him an offended look and sulked behind Masky who was rummaging through the fridge.

“You shouldn’t be so mean to children Jeffery.” He said as he pulled out a leftover cheesecake and some ingredients, setting them on the counter before hoisting Sally up to sit next to them as he cooked.

“Whatever.” He replied as he slinked off to the living room. Reclining on the couch and watching from afar as you entered the kitchen greeting Masky and Sally before helping prepare dinner.

I hope you liked this! Please let me know if there’s anything I could do to make it better! Saranghae! 💜💜

-Cherry 🍒

#creepypasta #jeffery woods #jeff the killer #creepypasta jtk #jtk #creepypasta imagines

[yennasun]

December 13th, 2014.

They all waited in silence for the boss to deliver the news, vito and buster exchanged unnerved looks as a consequence of the tension and unease that filled the silent air. Yet it was louder than any explosion.

The only thing that managed to ease the tension ever so slightly was Sheila waking up and although displeased with the pain and her own failure, she was still understanding of why he did what he did.

"I mean...we did sort of...kind of...attack him first" she strung out once debriefed

That didn't mean the tension wasn't thick enough to ignite.

"Whaddya think the boss wants him for? I mean there's gotta be a reason for this right?" Zip asked once Alexis was out of earshot

"Couldn't say." Rocky's gruff voice began

"Boss was real vague with it but made it clear that he wanted 'im alive." He said rubbing his chin, trying to come up with his own theories

This time buster piped up

"She did say we might have another member of the team though..."

They all sat in silence for a bit longer before zip started getting jittery and excited again.

"If he's one of us what level do you think he is?!" He almost started jumping up and down

"With how bad he fucked y'guys up, at least level four" vito snickered

"Yeah, prolly woulda killed us to if not for vito. Nice Shot by the way" rocky looked at the younger ex mobster

"Yeah...things were going so fast I was worried I wouldn't hit 'im"

"Well it's all good now, we got the job done and that's all that matters..." Buster sighed

From this point onwards, all that could be heard were the subtle creaks of the building and the low buzz of the flourecent lights above. It was deafening.

After awhile longer, Sheila seemed to be thinking hard about something. And buster noticed.

"What's on ya mind girl, talk to me" he said concerned

"That dude...he kinda looks familiar..." she rubbed her temples

"Watcha mean?" Buster inquired

She thought about it some more and waved it off.

"Eh...probably just a fluke r'somthing."

In the other room, MT had woken from his non-consetual power nap.

What surprised him was that his hands weren't cuffed, tied or anything. He was completely mobile.

He looked ahead and saw a dark colored stick sitting behind the desk he sat at, next to him was the red stick he'd fought...how long ago was it?

The darker stick turned to him and spoke.

"Do you know why you're here?"

MT took a second to think about it, but he couldn't remeber doing anything particularly bad.

At least not bad enough to warrant THIS kind of response.

"No...no I can't say I do."

"You killed an associate of mine...Miguel Marquez..."

Is he talking about...

He already knew the answer before he even finished the thought.

He sighed

"Listen, he was trying to mug me. I couldn't just let him steal from me, I got bills to pay. And if I just said no he woul-"

"Miguel Marquez is a reckless idiot, you've done me no harm in being rid of him. In fact you saved me the trouble of getting rid of him myself." He took a drink out of the shot glass that sat in front of him

"It's not the fact that you killed him and his little clique that warranted my attention, it's HOW you did it. Whole damn alleyway was burnt to hell...only thing we could find of miguel was his gun and a part of his shirt."

"So...why am I here?" MT asked

"I have a proposition for you, and your reputation with the lower guys helped me to find your...talents much sooner."

This was where the bosses mind games began.

He knew the only way to ensure that he'd join was to fool him into thinking he was outmatched, that he had no choice.

He had to be careful though and he knew it, after all this was the last person he'd want to make an enemy out of.

"You can come work for me...you'll get money, protection and anything else you could imagine." He clasped his hands together.

"And what if it don't want to?" MT asked after considering for a bit.

Here goes nothing

The boss had to stop beads of sweat from forming on his forehead.

"You killed my men and critically injured the entirety of my team, which I see as my own family. I don't let things like these go, and i have connections in the highest of the high. The world will not be big enough for you to hide in."

The boss's stomach curled once he saw MTs tuck his head in slightly, the telltale sign that he had masters degree in violence. But he couldnt falter, the consequences would be so much worse, so instead of withering he intensified his gaze.

But this stranger...he had an aura of pure danger around him, and his gaze put absolute terror into anyone's heart. It was enough to nearly make the boss panic internally.

Shit, this isn't right! This isn't how this was supposed to go!

He fucked up and now him and everyone else were about to pay the price, he knew this after he saw his hands flex on pure instinct.

This is it!

The boss would've tried to calm him down if given a second more, but it seems as though this stranger beat him to it.

He closed his eyes and exhaled deeply.

"Alright, I'll do it."

The boss nearly jumped for joy, but had to maintain his composure, lest the young man catch on to his little tricks.

"Excellent, I promise you will not regret this...Alexis, take him to meet the others."

The smaller red stick nodded and beckoned MT over to the door.

As she walked the taller man down the adjacent hallway she took note of how jittery he was, a definite consequence of his latest experience with the boss and with their own encounter with him.

It'd take awhile to gain his trust for sure, she knew this already.

You're pretty nervous yourself, if vito hadn't been there...

She shut that train of thought down quickly, she couldn't handle the mere thought of losing her brothers and sisters...the worst part for her is that even in an enraged state, she didn't know if she'd be able to do anything about it.

he's... way bigger up close

She just hoped this would all go smoothly, she was usually confident but she'd never worked- hell she's never MET anyone this powerful yet simultaneously so volatile.

As they approached the door leading into the main hall where the others waited, she stopped short.

"Before we go, I thought I'd introduce myself since You're gonna be with us for awhile." He nodded in response

"My name is Alexis De la Roja, but you can call me Alexis or Rojas, I usually call the shots around here. The others, I respect them and they respect me. It'd do you alot of good to learn respect."

The two stared eachother down during the silence but it was clear that only one of them had intent in their stare.

He's scary without even trying...I like him already

"So what's your name?" She asked

Crap

He hadn't taken the time to think of another pseudonym, he couldn't let anyone know who he really was because that information could very easily end up in the wrong hands.

"Mi-marvin Thompson." He corrected

"Alright... marvin, I'll turn you lose to meet the others. Come back to me once you do, we still have some things to do." He simply grunted in response.

The tension in the main hall was broken with the creak of the door.

Needless to say they were surprised to meet eyes with the man who not too long ago had tried to kill them.

MT froze in place at the gazes that hit him and immediately prepared himself for a fight.

But he remained calm and composed, after all the shady stick had told him that he had connections. He couldn't afford to fuck up.

Zip was the first to approach, and approach he did. Fast. Like really really fast.

He sped up to him and began inspecting him.

"Man you're big!" He said before speeding around him to inspect him more, before stopping in front of him.

"Hey man, I'm Rolando but everyone calls me zip!" The smaller, obviously younger stick said

"Marvin." He answered while looking zip over himself.

The largest stick came forward and nudged zip back.

"Names James, but everyone calls me buster, me an' you got pretty close not too long ago...go ahead a check out the place if you wanna." MT remembered him, he was one of the heavy hitters for sure.

He nodded at buster and walked past him to check out the main area.

It was big, it had a few couches in front of a TV, a kitchen, gym with a sparring ring and weights, and doors leading into other rooms.

As he inspected the gym area, looking at the weights but paying extra attention to the sparring ring, complete with headgear, gloves and all.

"Hey" he heard a feminine voice behind him.

He turned around to see a woman who was slightly shorter than "buster".

The one he flew with off the roof...

At least she's not dead

"I know we had a rough greeting but I just thought I should tell you that I don't hold it against you, they forgot to tell me that we were supposed to take you alive and I was aiming for the kill. I don't hate you for doing the same."

He already liked this one.

"With that out of the way, my names Sheila. I heard when you said your name to zip marvin, you should go meet rocky and vito but you'll want to give Claudia some time. She's not happy with you but she's just protective, but she'll warm up to you real quick."

MT turned and began walking away, but heard the same voice behind him.

"Oh yea, I saw you take a liking to this area. I think we'll get along just fine!"

Don't act like we're best friends

He didn't exactly have a choice but he still didn't trust a word these sticks said, they were plotting against him for sure.

When she left, he approached the gruff looking man he fought, and an unfamiliar thinner stick.

The gruff man held his hand out to shake and MT obliged.

"was a good fight we had, I liked it alot. You can call me rocky, everyone else does along with "old timer."" The two exchanged looks of respect before the thinner man spoke up.

"Names vito, you didn't see me cuz I was the one who stopped ya from murderin' my team. No hard feelings though, at least there won't be any doubts to how strong y'are"

MT would be flattered if he weren't suspicious first.

After meeting them, he went back to Alexis as instructed, but not before getting lost in the elaborate halls of their deceptively large hideout.

"You met the others? Good now we just need to get some intelligence tests done." She handed him some papers

"We need these to see what role you can play in this team, you're part of this no matter what so you don't need to stress too hard."

In terms of intelligence, even Alexis was surprised at how...lacking he was.

He passed the basic reading comprehension but just barely, having to sound out words frequently. It was clear he wasn't formally educated but then again, neither was anyone else here save for the mobsters.

The engineering test he bombed, literally.

He took one glance at it, looked back up at Alexis and said;

"Let's just say I failed"

Before incinerating the paper.

He failed the computer science test too.

Where he really shined was combat tactics and survival skills, even did well on the medical skills portion.

For being nearly illiterate, he knew how to beat a fella down.

True to Sheila's word, Claudia placed a hand on MTs shoulder.

"It's okay, I didn't do well on the reading one either. Names Claudia by the way, if you get hurt on a job you'll come see me." Alexis smiled at the two from out of view.

She didn't know why but she could see a resemblance in the two, not physically but...she couldnt really describe it.

They didn't need to do a destructive capabilites test to know how much of a powerhouse he was.

They went through the results and made a decision.

He was the one they were gonna take with them on messy jobs, when you expected the worst.

Or he'd be used to "send a message" or to cause a diversion.

He'd probably work well as a bodyguard too.

He definitely wouldn't be going with on stealth or cyberwarfare jobs.

January 8th, 2015

It took a few weeks of passive coaxing, but they finally managed to land a job for both him and rocky.

The job was a perfect fit for the two of them, they were contracted by one of the local gangs who had connections to one of the larger crime organizations.

They had a representative who was going to discuss business with the gangs leader, a middle man. Their job was to keep him safe until he got there, that meant being nearby when he ran errands, went out to eat etc.

They were staying in a small, dingy motel by the river where the client would be dropped off and they were booked for a few days in that motel to prepare.

After all, the meeting wasn't for another few days anyways meaning they were on the clock for those few days.

Rocky drove the two of them to the hotel and parked out front.

"Well, here we are." He said as they walked in

"Not bad...looks a little like my apartment." MT looked around.

"Ain't the the truth...is it me or do all the apartments here look the same." Rocky said as he turned the TV on.

He flicked idly through the channels for awhile and MT left to go wash his clothes.

Once he loaded the machine and turned it on (while making sure his brand was still covered) he walked back to the living room only to hear a familiar announcers voice.

He turned to the TV to see rocky turned the USFC on, and it made him nauseous almost immediately.

And yet he couldn't seem to peel his eyes away.

It was a truly bloody affair, both of them had a rose-colored face mask of body fluids that dripped down their faces rapidly.

And yet neither would give ground, it was terrible to watch but he just couldn't take his eyes off it.

He was snapped out his thought process by rockys gruff voice.

"Y'like it?"

MT debated on how he'd respond...

"Not one bit..."

Rocky let out a small chuckle

"Didn't take you for a pacifist"

"No its just...y'ever wonder how this'll affect em in like 20 years?"

"Can't say I do...but I don't need t'be a brain surgeon to know gettin' hit in the head ain't good for you."

Mt started talking before he could stop himself.

"Those two...I feel so bad for them...by the time they're in their 50s they might not even remeber who they are...all those punches, they WILL come back to hit them later down the line and it'll hit em 10 fold." MT began sweating slightly

"Sounds like you're talking from experience...happen to someone y'know?"

Shit, it might happen to ME!

He didn't say this aloud, but he always worried whenever he saw interviews of older fighters. Hearing their slurred speech, forgetting what they were saying mid sentence, MT thought it was funny at first but that humor turned into one lingering thought.

How long until that's me?

"Nah...just...I don't like to see it."

They sat in silence for a bit before rocky broke it.

"I disagree, or at least I would've 20 years ago. My motto used t'be "here for a good time, not a long time" and here I am pushin' 50. How's that for Irony..."

Silence loomed over them once again, until the sports channel news came on.

The three anchors sat at the table and began discussing.

...3 weight world champion known as "marvelous" Michael tarvor was presumed dead last week after an extensive and failed search to find the former champion. Any thoughts you two?

No real thoughts just now Jim, but my heart goes out to his loved ones if he really is dead. But it really begs the question, could this have any relation to the disappearance of lightweight champ and current record holder of the longest winning streak; victor Timothy?

I'm glad you asked Mike, cuz that's been on my mind for a few weeks now. I think there may be a connection, not a direct one, but the circumstances match.

You do have a point teddy and I'm glad you brought that up cuz think about this; they were both incredibly dominant champions, they were both slaves, and they both vanished without a trace. Not only that, but they vanished at the heights of their careers, they were both still in their primes.

Thats a good point Jim, why would they leave at the heights of their careers? I mean, Timothy had just come off a big win over former long reigning bantamweight champ Antonio "Dinamita" bonavena, and tavor had just come off a sensational knockout victory over fellow legend Terry "dark" Lewis.

There is another little deet we forgot, there were rumors of both of their owners...mistreated them to say the least. I'm thinking that they didn't get wacked, maybe they escaped. Or maybe they did die, just not by someone else.

Well Mike that's also a very good point and it really begs the question; is stick slavery morally and ethically okay?

That's a topic for a whole other channel on a whole other day, Jim. But that's gonna do it for this segment, if you see this person you are encouraged to contact the proper authorities immediately

A picture of MT appeared on the screen with big red letters saying "MISSING."

Out of the corner of his eye he could see rocky looking from him to the TV.

He had to act fast.

Think of something you moron!

Running short on ideas, and with rockys suspicion growing by the half-second, he did something stupid.

He smiled at the photo.

"Heh, what'll ya know. Looks just like me, right?" He turned to rocky

Please work please please please...

This was when MT learned about manipulation.

He saw the moment when rocky stopped comparing similarities and started creating differences that didnt exist. and it worked like a charm.

"Hehe, yeah I uh....I guess so...weird"

"I thought the same thing"

"Yeah, what're the odds."

He could hear the suspicion leave rockys voice entirely.

Rocky peered towards the window and sighed.

"Well it's gettin' dark, we should get some sleep cuz we got work to do tomorrow." He shut the TV off and lead MT into the bedroom where 2 beds sat about 4 feet apart with a nightstand in between them.

Rocky fell asleep just fine, but MT barely got a wink.

He could rarely sleep by himself, but around another person...

Getting comfortable around someone means being vulnerable around someone...

Instead he lie in the dark, taking peeks at rockys bed to make sure he hadn't moved...he didn't want rocky to decide to take him out while he slept.

After what seemed like forever, fatigue seemed to overpower his sense of self preservation and his eyes shut. They did have work to do tomorrow after all.

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So this one may have been rushed, so there will most likely be a dip in quality lol.

This one was hard to get out since I wasn't too sure what I wanted to do, since I make a sub plots for each chapter that connect with the previous chapters and into the main plot.

I did a few things I normally do write about and I hope those parts at least came out okay.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart to the people that put up with my shitshow of a blog, want yall to know that I appreciate it ^^

#alan becker #animation vs minecraft #avm #avm king orange #animator vs animation #avm mt #avm mango #au #usfc #ava

[old-poptart]

Hello bestie!!

So I use to have a condition where I would dislocate my kneecap and loose my ability to walk for a couple days because the muscles when into shock (I don’t have it anymore the doctors fixed it-)

But can I get a senario where Hanako is just walking with the reader and suddenly she falls and dislocates her kneecap so she tries her best to hold back tears and tries to stand up to not look weak in front of him? She tries only to fall as soon as she puts pressure on her leg-

You can choose if it’s headcanons or a oneshot!!<3

a/n: hola hermosa 😻‼️ of course you can! ur prolly gonna get this in the middle of the day cuz it's currently 4:16 am for ma lmao- anyways, onto the headcanons! (and one shot)

Hanako with an s/o who can dislocate her kneecap (female reader) 🌺:

"you need to be more careful dear, it seems that you keep falling for me more"

you were just taking a lil walk with your cute ghost boyfriend, probably talking about random stuff

but due to this condition that you have, you can dislocate your kneecap, making you loose the ability to walk for a few days. it frustrated you of course, but what can ya do

just as you were gonna say a joke, you fell flat on your face, dislocating your knee in the process

hanako was obviously worried- he attempted to help you up but you brushed him off so you can tough it out and walk to the infirmary

he's known about your condition for a bit, so he's extra worried if you dislocated you knee

"are you sure?? you just fell on your face, you probably dislocated your knee too! here, lemme pick you up to the nurse-"

you tried to pick yourself up and attempted to walk on your injured knee

this stubborn action resulted in you falling again

now the tears are coming down, at first you were holding them in to keep your tough guy persona. you finally allowed hanako to pick you up bridal style to the infirmary so you can get checked out, him planting kisses on your face as his way to say "get well"

You've had this condition for a while now, as long as you can remember. You could dislocate your kneecap, making you unable to walk for a couple days. Yeah it was a pain in the butt, but you can't help it. You just figured out how to be more cautious with how you walk or dare even do something your knee can't handle. Today, let's say you weren't as aware.

You and your beloved ghosty boyfriend were walking down the hall during transition period. You two were cracking jokes about Nene's stubby ankles, making fun of the shape of them. Just as you were gonna tell the perfect joke, your leg decided to shut your mouth and slip, making you fall flat on your face and dislocating your knee in the process. Ouch, karma amiright.

Hanako immediately kneeled down, attempting to help you up. He's known about your condition for a bit of time now, so he's even more worried if you dislocated your knee as you fell.

"I'm fine, hanako! Don't worry, I've got it" you swatted his hand away, wanting to be the tough guy. You can't seem weak in front of your strong boyfriend! You insisted on walking yourself to the nurse's office, she'll probably have you put a cheap, warm ice pack on your knee and call home. You confidently stood up and started to apply pressure on your injured leg.

Just as you attempted to take a step, you fell again, hurting your knee more than before. A stream of tears slowly filling up your eyes starts to fall down your embarrassed cheeks, drops falling onto the school floors. The first time you fell, you held back your tears to keep your tough guy persona, but now that persona said sayonara. You looked up at your boyfriend, sniffling in humiliation.

He helped you up, you still resisting a bit, and said "c'mon, I'm taking you to the nurse. i can't have my sweet darling hurt! now, hold on tight, I'm gonna pick you up"

you held onto him tightly, heat creeping up your face. he picked you up bridal style and carried you to the nurse, planting "get well" kisses on your face until you were begging for him to stop. he also accompanied you and stayed by your side until you were sent home.

THIS WAS TOO CUTE- HOPE YOU LIKED IT!

-ooga :D

#tbhk x reader #hanako #hanako x reader

[nyxronomicon]

Werwolf dia makes me wanna run around in circles lmao. Like at first he absolute terrified you shitless but hes actually just a lonely softie looking for love and head pats😂

Imagine you just moved into a farm house and noticed some sort of hut made of twigs and grass around the tree line. First you think its prolly just a pile of disposable yard waste the previ owners didn’t clean up but the hut kind of has some strange entrance on the side. Theres also some kind of animal bone??? Eh may be its a bear that used to burrow here :-/.

WRONG. You drove home late one night and noticed the entire property is unusually quiet, not even crickets. You park your car on the drive way and immediately notice large amber orbs staring at you from the tree-lines. You dont know wtf it is. Maybe its the bear maybe its those poachers playing tricks on you. Whatever it is it freaking you tf out so you bolt to your porch struggling to open the door. You feel vibrations behind you. Its not those poachers, its prolly larger than a bear and way faster. You hear its breathing and growling. You close the door and lock it just in time to hear your front porch creek and snap from it massive weight. Whatever this thing was is now circling your entire house, you do a 360 in your home and locked all the doors and windows. You are now scared as shit, holding a butcher knife against your front door. What ever it was is trying to get into your house and you can feel it scratching at the wood, its breath rumbles through the walls and you can feel it breeze thru the tiny gap underneath the door. It wiggled your door knob several times and scratched some more, looking to find away in. Finally you peaked from the curtains in you kitchen to see this big ass lycan scratching away at your front door. Looks like a male and he must be at least 9 ft tall. Hes fucking massive and the red fur on his back made him look even bigger. Hes right in front of the porch blocking you access to your car , the only choice is to barricade yourself and wait till he leaves. You do exactly that and eventually he scurries away but you can help but notice a slight whimpering he made while walking away dejected.

This went of for a full week, before night fall you lock and barricade your house. The red werwolf would come scratching your door, sometimes it stands in its hind legs and stares directly at your 2nd floor bedroom window. Sometime it jumps onto the roof of your porch and tries to look thru ur curtains but you always have ur curtains closed, fearing he might find you. You also noted that, aside from scratching, he never damaged your property, never flipped your car, or broke your roof. Its almost like hes trying to terrorize you in a polite way. This went on for a week until one day he stopped, but that was also the night you hear yelling and gun shots. They sounded like those asshole poachers but u knew better than to step outside of safety. The next morning you find some naked guy with red hair unconscious on your drive way, 2 gun shot wounds on his shoulders. You tried to wake him up but he only hummed and groaned in pain. Its going to take a while for any paramedic to get to your place so you thought maybe you can clean his shoulder and patch it up and then just leave the rest to him.

Dude literally sprung up while you were trying to disinfect his bullet wound and hes just— “ awww I was wondering when you would say hi to me. I always tried to say hello but you just ran back to your house 🥺🥺”

And u are just sitting there completely dumfounded like— so THIS is the werewolf/guy what was chasing me and scratching my door every night??? HIM???????? This grade A juicy looking steak dude?? Man boobies outta the world kinda guy?? 👁👄👁

Turns out hes been living here his whole life but in complete isolation since he literally scared everyone that ran into him. He really was just tryna say hello and he didnt mean to scare you. He just got so excited that someone moved in and he might actually get to socialize. He even moved your trash can and cleaned your front yard, got rid of rodents/pests too.

Ah. So thats why your yard seemed so nice these days. Maybe he deserves a few head pats or two, his hair does look soft and tbh hes quite handsome :)

Maybe yall can become friends and he can scare away the poachers and emo teens littering around your property. Maybe you get to have a werewolf house husband that doubles as a soft blanket and guard dog :))

Imma let yall decide on that💕😈

Ok I could not get this outta my head all morning...

Like it starts out soft and you're spending a lot of time together since you're doing work on the house and even just in his human form he's strong AF so he can easily help you out. He still goes to his hut at night when he's in wolf form bc he doesn't want to impose but you eventually let him live in the barn since you're not actually using it for farming.

Obviously, as a werewolf, he's gonna go into heat...

🔞 NSFW under the cut 🔞

He kinda holes up in the barn which is weird bc he doesn't leave you alone usually. After a day or two you go check on him to bring him snacks or something and he doesn't answer for a while. You're really worried at this point so you're about to bust the door down when he opens it just a crack.

"Please, go away..." He growls.

"Why, what's up?" Your voice is laced with concern.

"It's... Nothing." He sounds gruff, exhausted. "It's fine."

"Then why haven't I seen you in a while?" You pout, unaware of the effect just your presence had on him.

"It's embarrassing." He growls again, though his eyes hungrily dance along your form.

"You can tell me, Dia." His heart raced as you spoke, all his energy funneled into self-restraint as your scent wafted into the barn.

He looked wild, unkempt. Not that he didn't always, it was just more than usual now. You couldn't quite place the look in his eyes, he'd never stared at you like this before.

"I'm..." He grumbled, hesitating before the words fell out of his mouth. "In heat." His face turned red and his gaze finally broke from you.

The look in his eyes was lust. He wanted to fuck you, that much was clear.

"... should only be a few more days." He mumbled, your silence echoing far louder than words.

He was about to close the door when he noticed resistance. Glancing up, he saw you in the threshold, your beautiful eyes on him.

"Can I help?" Your sweet voice called to him. He wanted to resist. He wanted you to remain pure, untarnished from this stupid curse that turned him into an animal so often.

Of course, things almost never worked out the way he wanted them to, and the animal in him had already tugged you into the barn without a thought. His lips crashed into you with a ravenous kiss, his strength holding you against him almost suffocatingly. You could already feel his throbbing length against your stomach.

He pulled away after a few moments. "You should go. Before I do something we'll both regret."

"I won't regret it." You stood your ground.

#love love love this omg #gonna think about werewolf dia more... i sense an au forming #thirsty gray #gray thoughts #werewolf diavolo au