#but niether of the characters wanted to even start the fight but they had to becuase one of them was being controlled

[recreationalfanfics]

Hello, I really love how you seem to have such a good read on RoR characters! Kinda shy asking this because I swore I read Record of Ragnarok for the action and backstories but it’s hard to contain my simping…. (๑꒪̇⌄꒪̇๑)

May I request some headcanons for Poseidon x a shy but kind human fem!MC? The idea I had in mind was that some thousands of years ago, Aphrodite, annoyed with Poseidon’s indifference to her charms, “cursed” him with a soulmate. This soulmate turned out to be MC who wasn’t even born yet back then. The plot will take place sometime before the actual human vs. gods battles start, so maybe during some preparation period where they’re setting up the stadium and all that? During this period, the human audience had already been “teleported” there (I don’t think they ever elaborated on how the humans all just end up watching the ragnarok) MC is one of these humans and coincidentally happened upon Poseidon during her stay. Of course, the soulmate stuff won’t magically make Poseidon have a complete change on humankind, but I was hoping he’d gradually soften up to her even if he won’t admit it.

As for what kind of soulmate AU, maybe the type where the first words your soulmate says to you is inscribed somewhere on your body? I think it’ll be fun to have her say something to him, he realizes but doesn’t say anything back so she just doesn’t know until much later.

Hopefully this isn’t too detailed or convoluted (๑•́‧̫•̀๑) And thank you so much in advance if you decide to write this! And if it’s not too much to ask, please don’t kill off Poseidon, but I also don’t want Sasaki to die either… maybe Poseidon will choose to forfeit (after fighting at first) because his soulmate is amongst the humans that will be eliminated if gods win? •ू(ᵒ̴̶̷᷄ωᵒ̴̶̷᷅*•ू) )੭ु⁾⁾

THIS REQUEST IS SO CUTE OMG!? I'M MORE THAN HAPPY TO WRITE THIS FOR YOU BUT ALSO, UR SO VALID FOR WANTING NIETHER OF THEM TO DIE, IDK WHY BUT THIS ANIME MAKES ME ATTATCHED TO BOTH THE GODS AND THE HUMANS-

Either way, I hope I did well, this was my first time writing for Poseidon!

- Consider how vain these two can be sometimes, it's only natural that they would butt heads often but when Poseidon dared to claim that Aphrodite truth wasn't as fair as she claimed herself- no, that she KNEW herself to be- she just couldn't allow this injustice to stand.

- He cherished absolutely nothing, he appreciated absolutely nothing. So she took it upon herself to change that. After all, it was HER who was the Goddess of Love. So she decided to pull a little trick

- Now, lets flashforward (to modern? ancient? Idk, man, heaven time??) and Poseidon has been summoned to his match. A match he felt was pointless but, whatever, who was he to deny his brother?

- Gracing the God's hall and going to his room to prepare and shield himself from sharing the same air as humans; imagine his surprise when he sees you.

- You're pathetic. Skittish, looking around like a confused mutt, and looking as disgusting as the rest of your kind. He knows your human alone and he's offended that you had the AUDACTIY to walk INTO THE AREA WHERE THE GOD'S RESIDE, AND EVEN STAND IN FRONT OF HIS DOOR.

- In reality, you weren't trying to piss anyone off. You had gotten separated from the rest of the humans and accidentally found yourself in a part of the arena you weren't familiar with.

- You were so relieved when you looked and saw another person in the hallway with you! Maybe you could ask them for directions. Poseidon did not know why you were approaching him so casually but he did NOT like it, like, AT ALL.

- Since your soulmates, maybe the reason why you don't feel his threatening aura like other gods and humans do is because some part of you just can't find it in you to fear him. He takes this as a sign of disrespect.

- You do feel anxious, however, he was such an attractive man but he absolutely did not look pleased to see you and you assumed he was just having a bad day.

- "H-Hello, I don't mean to trouble you!" You call out, your voice quiet and filled with uncertainty.

- He narrows his eyes at you, absolutely enraged by the idea of you approaching him so casually. You filthy little worm, he should destroy right-

- But then he takes a look at his wrist, he doesn't know why he does, a subconscious decision perhaps. But he side eyes you...odd, he makes sure to check his wrist. Oh well, he may as well grant you a few seconds of life.

- Then he checks his wrist and sees that the very first words you said to him...were on it. He looks from his wrist to you, who has no idea what's going on and honestly just wanted to find a way out of this big hallway.

- "U-Um, sir? I-I'm sorry, but do you know the way out?"

- He merely narrows his eyes at you before summoning his trident into his hands and thats when you realize; you're standing before a God. He says nothing to you and you instantly want to apologize but before you could, he just points in his trident into the direction he came from.

- You look at him, scared and confused, and he continues to stare at you with cold eyes. When he doesn't say or do anything for a few minutes you finally realized he was pointing the direction out.

- You apologize for the trouble and run like hell, his gaze following you.

- He observes you closely after that, believing this may be some kind of mistake. Thats why he didn't say anything to you, because a part of him was nervous. But he was mostly angry.

- It showed by when he barged into Aphrodite's room to DEMAND her what trickery she had stuped too and to undo it, she just smiles slyly and asks him: "What trickery?~"

- After some frustrating interrogation that goes NOWHERE...he finds himself staring at you quiet often, the mortals all cowering in fear when they feel his divine prescence. Not you, though, you never seem to notice him until you follow their stares and see his cold eyes, staring you down like you were gum under his new shoes.

- It's a very odd exchange, overall. Everyday, he'd show up at the most random of times and causing a stir among everyone else but yourself. Sometimes it'd even be multiple visits a day. Either way it confused you because the matches hadn't even started and already, you had somehow invoked a God's wrath.

- At least, that's what you thought at first until you noticed that he never did anything to really threaten your safety. Yes, watching you was a bit odd, but you find that you aren't really all that nervous about it anymore. Especially since with every visit, you believe that his gaze softens when they're set upon you.

- He kept his distance at first but then, once you started to take notice of him, you'd offer him to sit next to you as you sat in the beautiful fields that surrounded the arena or would be reading in one of the vast nearby libraries. Originally he would just walk away and as time went on he slowly began to warm up to you.

- Like a cat. tbh.

- He couldn't help it, at least, it FELT like he couldn't help it. He didn't know if it was your bond as soulmates, the unyielding kindness that he originally saw as foolish and niave, or overall just your quiet nature until you saw your friends.

- Either way, the more he began to see you, the more he could look past your flaws (which was being a human) and start to appreciate the things about you the made you beautiful.

- Don't get me wrong, he was definetly in denial for the longest time so he would kinda start off with small things. Like it goes from: "Oh, at least they bowed their head to my statue, thats a redeemable quality, at least." to "She is the epitome of perfection♡"

- You wouldn't really ever know that Poseidon's feelings towards you have grown, he hides it very well behind that stoic face that he wears and he hasn't even really spoken to you, yet. He doesn't know why but he feels like...the time isn't right. Despite his growing feelings, he truly isn't ready to accept a human as his soulmate yet.

- You just assumed he didn't talk much so you never pushed him too. Yeah, it mightve been a bit awkward at first but you appreciated his prescence, it brought you a new sense of comfort and peace that you never felt, not even when you were alive.

- When you made flower crowns in the gardens, you'd ask if you could decorate his trident for him and he gave you a deadpan stare before nodding his head in approval. He'd silently gesture you to follow him and show you a private pool whenever a say seemed a bit too hot for you and watch as you played in it, a soft smile growing on his face.

- He would even feel a bit of anger when he was with his fellow gods, listening to them generalize their hatred towards humanity. Usually Poseidon would join them but he couldn't bring himself too. After all, humanity was pesky and troublesome but some of them weren't that bad.

- They could be sweet, they could be unfailingly kindhearted and empathetic...They could be you. So he'd just glare distastefully but never say anything, but he didn't need to as everyone slowly stopped talking after sensing they somehow upset him.

- He spent a lot of his time with you during the days that led up to his match, you were unsure of who to root for; since it's true that humanity would be wiped out if the God's continued to win but at the same time, you didn't want to see Poseidon get hurt.

- He picked you out from the crowd immediately and made eye contact with you, not even acknowledging his opponent as he stepped into the ring.

- Did he still look down on humanity? Yes. But...he supposed there were some good aspects to it. Good aspects like you.

- As the mythical creatures and gods from his side cheered him on, shouting insults towards the humans, and telling him to destroy them like the ants they were: his eyes were locked on your (e/c) eyes before he finally made a decision. Internally, he had just lost a battle within himself in that moment...but he wasn't upset about it.

- So he interrupts Heimdall's introduction speeches as he addresses the whole crowd, "I FORFIET THIS MATCH!"

- Shock and bafflement was all that could be heard from both sides of the arena. They couldn't have possibly heard him right, though, after all: He was Poseidon, the beautiful God of the Sea, there was no way he would just-

- Then he looked at you and your heart leapt at hearing his voice for the first time. His eyes became gentle as they stared into yours, "I will fight for humanity. For some of you are worthy yet."

- You didn't respond for a bit, not noticing how the words "I will fight for humanity" appeared on your wrist, but he did. And he knew that even if Aphrodite had "cursed" him, that it truly didn't bother him. You were made for him. His perfect mortal♡

- This was only proven when you broke out of your shocked trance faster than anyone and cheered his name happily, your shyness lost as you joyfully cheered his name, causing him to visibly smile in front of everyone.

#ror x reader #snv x reader #record of ragnarok x reader #ALSO DO YOU THINK THAT WHEN THE HUMANS ARE SUMMONED TO WATCH THE BATTLES- #THAT'S IT'D KINDA LIKE JURY DUTY?? #EXCEPT IT'S JUDT MORE FUN AND IT'S FINE IF YOU KNOW RHE PERSON??? #LIKE THEY'RE CHILLING IN HEAVEN AND THEY GET A LETTER. #Some random human jn heaven: Sorry guys I can't. I've gotta watch the next Ragnarok match. #Their friend: Aw man that sucks- #Random human in heaven: Nah I don't think so. I think it's gonna be sick af- #record of ragnarok #shuumatsu no valkyrie x reader #shuumatsu no valkyrie #Poseidon x reader #snv poseidon x reader #ror poseidon #ror poseidon x reader #poseidon x reader snv #poseidon x reader ror #HOPE YOU LIKE THIS I TRIED TO MAKE IT SUPER LONG BC I LOVED THIS PROMPT.

[cassnottiel]

Are they going to kill each other or are they going to kiss? They're going to kill each other but why am I putting so much sexual tension into this fight scene

#unfortunately they are character foils i think #like they both want to not make it out of that fight and somehow the person who walks away is not the winner #idk kind of depressing #but niether of the characters wanted to even start the fight but they had to becuase one of them was being controlled #and the other one took it upon themselves to protect everyone else #yeah

[tiredstressedemotionalmess]

Seeing Ghosts (a fun ghoul centric fic)

Seeing Ghosts

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word count: 4325

warnings: major character death, descriptions of blood/injuries

summary: Fun Ghoul can see ghosts. Not many people really believe him, but it's not that big a deal, right?

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For as long as Fun Ghoul could remember, he could see ghosts. At first, they terrified him. He couldn’t understand why other people didn’t see the things he did. Once he grew a bit older, and he understood that the people he saw were dead , he became even more afraid. But, as the years went on he became more accustomed to the idea of death. The ghosts stopped scaring him and instead served as more of a reminder that he needed to focus on living his life, as he never knew when he would find himself as one of the transparent figures that he saw roaming the desert.

Most of the spirits didn’t talk. He tried talking to almost every one he’d see, but a lot of them did not respond. The majority just wandered through the static. Some would stay in one place, usually where they died or where their home had used to be. Once in a while he’d see some following specific people. It broke his heart knowing that their loved ones were right next to them, and they didn't even know. Still, every once in a while, the spirit he spoke to would answer back, and it was through these conversations that Ghoul learned many of the universe’s untold truths.

For starters, he gained a vague idea of what was awaiting him after he died. The ghosts told him that the Phoenix Witch let those with unfinished business stay behind on this plane of existence until they made their peace. One thing Ghoul learned very quickly about ghosts is that they loved to talk about themselves. They’d tell Ghoul their story at the slightest hint of his curiosity. One told him that she was waiting for her girlfriend, not wanting to pass on without her by her side. Another told him that he wanted to see BLI get taken down, that he wanted to be on the front lines of the action dead or alive. Ghoul listened to so many stories over the years, about having to grow up in the city, or being an ex-exterminator, or being a drug-dealing asshole who was filled with regrets.

He was glad he could offer a slight relief to the ghosts by listening to them, and while he never asked for anything in return, some of the spirits still felt the need to thank him. They did so by giving him information. Locations of safe-houses, stored food, BLI codes, warning about an oncoming drac attack. He never asked for the information, but he was grateful for it all the same.

When he finally accepted the offer to join Party, Jet, and Kobra’s crew, he didn't really make an effort to hide his abilities. He would share with the others some of the more helpful tips the ghosts had, and he would even talk to the ghosts in front of the others. The first few times, they had assumed he had a little too much cactus juice and he was just seeing things. Then, when they realized he still did it while fairly sober, they thought it was some strange joke they just didn’t understand. Ghoul did have a sort of odd sense of humor sometimes. They only realized he wasn’t trying to be funny, after he broke down crying in the middle of the diner once. It was the first time they had ever seen him cry, and it was for seemingly no reason. Through shaking breaths, he explained his ability as best he could. The others didn’t know how to respond.

Party still wasn’t convinced that he wasn’t just joking around. Being able to see ghosts? What type of insane bullshit was that? Part of them figured he was trying to be funny, the other part though he was just doing it for attention. Ghoul just wanted to seem cool and special. They were still gonna help him calm down, but they didn’t think for a second that Ghoul could actually do what he was claiming to do.

Kobra didn’t really believe him either, but he also didn’t not believe him. Sure, it sounded crazy, but he had learned over the years that anything was possible. Maybe the Witch (if she was real like Cherrie said) had decided to give Ghoul a superpower. Maybe he’d use it to do something great. Or, maybe he was just delusional. Either option seemed pretty plausible to Kobra.

And Jet, well, Jet was skeptical but not rough to really care. Did he believe in ghosts? No, not really. Did Ghoul believe in them? Yes. Was Jet gonna be a piece of shit and try to make Ghoul feel bad for what he believed? Fuck no. The way Jet saw it, Ghoul wasn’t hurting anyone, so he shouldn’t care.

After Ghoul had calmed down, the incident was pretty much forgotten. Ghoul continued to speak to the ghosts without hesitation, although he was careful to avoid conversations that would make him feel more emotional in front of the others. Years went by, and it just became a part of Fun Ghoul’s personality. He talked to shit that wasn't there, it honestly wasn't the weirdest thing a joy’s been known to do. Party would sometimes try and make fun of him for it, still not believing his claims, but for the most part it didn’t bug him. Although, if he was in a bad mood, he would definitely go off on Party if they said he was faking.

It was after one of these fights that Ghoul and Party found themselves running in a panic to the Trans Am. They had been on opposite ends of the diner, the radio in the center of the room tuned into Dr. Death Defying’s station to try and diffuse some of the tension. It had started out as a stupid argument over something niether even remembered, but with Jet and Kobra gone on a supply run it had quickly escalated into something bigger. They knew just how to push each other’s buttons; the exact words to get the other riled up.

“Crawl back to the City you filthy Batt Rat!”

“I hope you outlive everyone you love!”

They only stopped when their throats were raw and their voices were hoarse.

The music filling the silence felt cold on their ears as they stared at each other, then it came to an abrupt stop and Dr. D’s voice took its place.

“Bad news from the zones, tumbleweeds. It looks like Jet Star and the Kobra Kid got in a clap with an Exterminator that went all Costa Rica and, uh, got themselves ghosted, dusted out on Route Guano. So it's time to hit the red line and-”

The two were up out the door before they could hear the rest of the broadcast. They drove in absolute silence, time seeming to move in a loop as it seemed the same surroundings passed them every few minutes. Ghoul barely registered the sign indicating they had reached the road as they passed by.

They sped down Route Guano, and for the first time, Ghoul felt like the Am was the slowest car in the zones. He pushed it to its limit, its engine roaring like it never had before. Outside the windows, the desert blurred into streaks of tan and blue. It became almost impossible to tell the sand from the sky, and yet it still felt too slow.

In the seat next to him, Party was shaking. Their eyes were glued to the dashboard, and they had their arms wrapped around their core like they were hugging themself. Ghoul wanted to hold them, to tell them that everything was going to be alright, to sing them to sleep like he had done so many nights before, but comfort wasn’t Party’s priority at the moment. All they cared about was getting to his family, and so Ghoul kept driving on.

In the distance, he saw what looked like a BLI van with smoke floating up out of the hood. As they got closer, he noticed the bodies. A dozen draculoids were scattered across the ground. An exterminator Ghoul vaguely recognized was slumped against the side of the van, a blaster still in his hand. There weren’t any ghosts. Dead dracs never had a ghost, their spirit still trapped in the mask, and exterminators’ spirits rarely stuck around long. Ghoul figured they didn’t wanna deal with the potential guilt of seeing their true impact on the lives of those in the desert. He kinda hoped that the Phoenix Witch would show them anyway.

They drove on a bit further, finding a pathway of bodies and cars that lead to the center point of the clap, the place where all the realm action went down. Sighing, Ghoul stopped the Am and turned to Party.

“You ready?” he asked in the gentlest voice he could.

“No,” they replied as they opened the door and stepped out into the sun.

Ghoul quickly followed, and together they walked through the field of bodies. Dracs, a few exterminators, and as they got further down the way, fellow killjoys. This is when the ghosts started popping up. There weren’t many, not everyone who died had unfinished business, but the ones that were there looked lost and confused. They were staring at their bodies in horror, some shaking their heads or reaching out to try and touch themselves. Ghoul couldn’t blame them. He couldn’t imagine how freaky it must be to wake up and see yourself lying motionless on the ground. At least, that’s how most of the ghosts he’d spoken to described it. “Like waking up from a bad dream, then slowly realizing you’re not even breathing.” When he saw newly dead ghosts like this, he normally would go over and try to explain to them what had happened. He had a feeling that there wouldn’t be time for that right now.

Party gasped sharply, grabbing Ghoul from his thoughts.

“That’s Kobra’s bike,” they whispered, pointing to what was indeed the Kobra Kid’s prized motorbike, yet Kobra himself had still yet to be seen. Ghoul knew they were both thinking the same thing, Kobra would never just leave his bike lying in the dust like that.

Party surged forward faster than Ghoul had ever seen them run. He cast one more glance at the ghosts around him before running along with them. They passed Kobra’s bike and two other cars before finally finding what had to be the worst aftermath of a firefight Ghoul had ever seen.

This must have been a coordinated attack , he thought, no way they could get this many dracs here on a whim.

A strangled cough drew Party and Ghoul’s attention to one of the cars. They rushed over to hopefully find one of their friends alive. To their surprise, the Phoenix Witch decided to bless them by a having them stumble upon-

“Oh my fucking god, Jet!” Ghoul cried as he saw the condition his crewmate was in.

He was lying on the ground, slightly twitching, with his hands slowly grasping at a large wound on his abdomen. His visible eye was glassy, filled with pain as it flicked around the battlefield. It honed in on Kobra, who was leaning against the tire of a SCARECROW patrol car, his eyes and body unmoving in cold silence. It made Jet shiver. The tears flowing down his face mixed with the blood, creating an aura of red that veiled his face and neck. The others followed his gaze to Kobra’s body. Party’s stomach dropped, their breath faltering.

“Oh, god, no. No, no no, no,”they whispered, shaking their head. “He’s knocked out. He’s only… he’s only knocked out, right?” They crumbled into Ghoul, his arms reaching out to hold them close, but only part of his attention was on Party. Ghoul’s eyes were fixated on Kobra, not his body, but on the Kobra Kid’s spirit. He stood a few feet away from his body, staring down at it with an unreadable expression. Suddenly, he looked up and his eyes met with Ghoul’s.

“Hey, Ghouligan,” he said, brushing a stray strand of hair from his face, “I guess you really weren’t kidding about the ghost thing.”

Ghoul’s throat felt dry. There were a thousand things he felt like he should say, but all that came out was,

“Yeah… you, uh, you get used to it after a while.”

Kobra laughed. “I just can’t wrap my head around it, man.” He ran his hand through his hair, a common thing he’d do when he had too many thoughts crowding his mind. “Like, I knew my chances weren’t great with the amount of dracs on us but I thought…” he sighed and looked around at the wreckage, “I mean, we usually make it out, y’know? Killjoys never die and all that shit. I know we’re not actually immortal but, after all the close calls, it was easy to feel that way. It made me feel better about living so reckless, even if it was a lie.”

He turned his gaze down towards Jet, his mouth twisting into a deep frown.

“Hey, tell Jet this isn’t his fault, okay? The clap went on for so long. When I went down I saw how much of a fight he put up to try ‘n save me. He’s gonna try ‘n blame himself for all this, you can’t let him. He did all he could, you have to tell him that.” Kobra said sternly, a hint of desperation in his voice. His bond with Jet was strong. He would have gotten killed a thousand times over if it meant Jet would go on without guilt.

“Yeah, I’ll tell him as soon as I can, I promi-” Ghoul began, but was cut off by Party.

“Are you fucking serious right now?” Party’s face turned red and they shoved Ghoul away from them. Their eyebrow twitched with fury and their left hand was clenched into a fist, while their right hand was trembling over their raygun.

“For once can you just stop your stupid fucking act? Everyone already knows that your ghost-seeing powers are horseshit. I know you want everyone’s attention all the time, but not everything is about you! My brother’s dead, Jet’s fucking dying, and instead of doing anything helpful you’re just standing there pretending to talk to ghosts.” They waved their hands around angrily, punctuating the last few words with an aggressive flap.

Ghoul winced. “I- it’s not what you think dude. I’m…” he looked up at Kobra, silently pleading that he would help him explain the situation.

Kobra’s spirit started towards the two killjoys, not even attempting to step over the bodies littering the ground, as his spectral body simply passed through them anyway. He stopped in front of them and stared at Party for a few moments. He then turned to Ghoul and said, “Can you ask them if they still remember that song we’d sing back in the city?”

Ghoul, while slightly confused, repeated the question to Party. Their eyes widened and they shook their head.

“What the hell are you talking about?” they demanded, the edge of their voice sharp enough to cut glass.

“Kobra says there’s some song the two of you would sing in the city at night when your parents couldn’t hear you. He wants to know if you still remember the words.”

“How do you know about that?” Their voice was shaky as they spoke, and Ghoul could tell they were trying keep themself under control.

“He just told me. He’s standing right there-” he pointed to the spot in front of Party where Kobra was, “and he wants to know if you remember the song or not.”

Party looked between Ghoul and where he was pointing, a look of confusion and disbelief on their face. They shook their head and sighed, their eyes finally resting on where Kobra would be.

“Yeah, I remember,” they let out a shaky breath to try and even out their strained voice, “of course I remember. I’d sing it to you every night, Kid.”

“Sing it with me?” Kobra asked softly.

Ghoul repeated the message to Party, who made a small noise somewhere between a laugh and a sigh in response.

“Alright Kid,” they whispered. Party took a deep breath, then started slowly, “ Does anyone have the time to bring me down? And can I sleep all night long… ”

“To the drums of the city rain? ” They sang together, a strange but beautiful contrast in their two voices.

“Just make it up 'cause I'm awake all night long to the drums of the city rain.”

“And brother if you have the chance to pick me up? And can I sleep on your couch to the pound of the ache and pain- ” Kobra began slowly swaying his head along with the words “- oh, in my head. 'Cause I'm awake all night long to the drums of the city rain-”

As they began the next line, Party’s voice cracked and a hand flew to their mouth. A sob racked their body. Their shoulders shook as more choked sobs came out.

“No, No this isn’t, this can’t fucking happen, I-” they shook their head, gasping for air like they were drowning. Honestly, drowning is exactly how they felt. Each time they inhaled, the air felt thick and unbreathable, making their throat seemingly close up and leaving their lungs empty.

“You are not dying. You’re not fucking dying, you can’t, you’re not, you...you…”

“Hey, hey, hey,” Kobra said softly, stepping closer to his sibling. He reached forward and placed their hand by Party’s face as close as he could without actually touching them. Party inhaled sharply and glanced down at Kobra’s hand. Shakily, they raised their arm and matched what Kobra was doing. Their breathing became more intense, and in between breaths they whispered,

“Kobes?”

“It’s gonna be alright, I promise,” he smiled as he spoke. Glancing over at Ghoul, he nodded. Ghoul sent him a small nod back, tears now freely falling down his face. Kobra set his hand by his side, a ghost of a smile still in his lips as his legs started to dematerialize into nothingness, then his torso, then his arms… until Kobra was gone.

Party fell to his knees as a wave of grief crashed into him like a tsunami, and they screamed. It was a gut wrenching cry of anguish that tore Ghoul’s heart to shreds and made him feel almost as hopeless as the one making the noise felt. They screamed until their throat burned, sending flashes of sharp pain through their entire body. They gripped their hair as their scream turned into sobs, and their sobs turned into whimpers.

After an eternity of minutes passed, Ghoul decided to go up to Party. He hesitated, not knowing if they were still angry at him or not, but ultimately his desire to comfort Party finally won. He walked a little closer to them and kneeled down. He looked at them for a few seconds, then slowly placed his hand on their shoulder, rubbing small circles into it with his thumb. They turned to him, and for a second Ghoul thought they were going to snap at him again. He was pleasantly surprised when they  swiftly pulled pulled him into a hug, wrapping their arms right around Ghoul’s back and burying their face in his shoulder.

They sat there for what felt like hours until a pained gasp brought them back to reality and drew their attention to a nearby Jet Star.

“Oh shit, Jet!” Ghoul cried.

He met eyes with Party, who nodded and slowly began to stand up with Ghoul’s support. The two didn't talk as they carefully picked Jet up and brought him back to the car. After bandaging the worst of his wounds and making sure he wasn’t about to bleed out, they headed back to the heart of the clap to get Kobra’s body. When they came upon it, though, they just stopped and stared. It made it too real, actually having to move their best friend’s corpse. Ghoul knew it was unrealistic but he thought, maybe, if they just waited long enough he’d wake back up. If the Witch could give him the power to see ghosts, then surely she could bring Kobra back. He knew she could, but he also knew that she wouldn’t. Death was inevitable, he knew that better than anyone.

“It just doesn’t feel real,” Party’s hoarse voice pulled Ghoul from his thoughts.

“Yeah,” Ghoul agreed, nodding his head solemnly.

“I just, I feel like I wanna scream now but when I try no sound comes out. I wanna cry again but I guess I used up all my tears or something,” they mumbled.

They crouched down next to their brother and sighed. They opened their mouth as if to say something, but instead they just shook their head and closed it again. They drew their attention to Kobra’s helmet which they noticed was lying a few feet away from his arm. They picked up the helmet, and stood up, staring intently at the thick white letters printed on the front. Good Luck . Kobra always joked that the words on the helmet were what kept him surviving all his stupid stunts. He’d said that the helmet was as lucky as a strand of wooden bad-luck beads made by the Phoenix Witch herself.

“ Looks like he was wrong ,” they thought bitterly.

A sudden thought was sparked in Party’s mind by the memories of Kobra’s dumb stunts. What were they gonna do about his bike?

“Is there a way to bring his bike with us?” they asked Ghoul, not looking up from the helmet.

“Uh, maybe? I think there’s some rope ‘n cords ‘n shit in the trunk of the Am. We could strap it to the back somehow.”

Party nodded. “We’re not leaving it here. He’d kill us if we even thought about it.” They chuckled quietly. They brought a hand to their face and wiped their eyes, which had begun to tear up again.

Now is not the time , they thought. The sun was beginning to set, and they didn’t wanna be this far from the diner at night. BLI had been increasing the number of night patrols as of late. They wanted to take out more of the nocturnal joys.

Ghoul bent down and grabbed Kobra’s legs. Party took his shoulders, then wrapped their arms under his arms and around his chest. Together, they carried him to the Trans Am, and placed him in the back seat next to the incapacitated Jet Star. Ghoul opened the trunk of the car to grab the rope while Party walked back to get Kobra’s most prized possession. Minutes later, the bike was secured to the back of the Am, and Ghoul and Party were climbing into the front seats.

They didn’t talk on the ride back to the diner. They were both too busy thinking. Party’s mind was filled with nothing but memories of their brother. Walking home from school with him, and playing games in the dead of night when BLI couldn’t tell them no. The way he smiled, for the first time when they finally made it out to the desert. The stupid pranks he’s pulled in the diner, the stunts that definitely should have ended worse than they did, the music, and the fights, and the campfire stories. They found it in themself to start crying again and they recalled all the time spent with their brother. They longed for the past, and the pain of knowing they’d never see him again was too much for them to bear.

While Party was looking back on the past, Ghoul was stuck thinking about the future. How he’d have to tell Jet what Kobra had said once he woke up. He worried that Jet might not wake up at all. If that happened he knew neither him nor Party would be able to handle it. They’d both be dead too within days. Still, if Jet survived they’d have to figure out how to move forward. It’d been the four of them for so long, he honestly didn’t know how they were gonna survive with just three. Party was sure to be a wreck, Jet would still probably blame himself despite Kobra’s parting words, and Ghoul...well, Ghoul knew he’d have to try and keep his friends together, he just didn’t know how. The task seemed impossible, and the never ending spiral of what-if’s that filled his mind only made it seem worse.

But he couldn’t panic right now. He needed to be there for Party, and to get the remaining members of his family back home. His grip of the steering wheel tightened as he increased the car’s speed.

Just focus on the road, worry about everything else later. It’ll all work out , he told himself that over and over. It’ll all work out . He whisked he was more convincing.

Next to him, Party began humming softly. He sent a concerned glance their way, but they weren’t paying any attention to him. Their eyes were trained on Kobra’s helmet in their lap. A faint tap, tap, tap, could be hard as their tears hit the yellow plastic.

“The lights we chase, the nights we steal, ” they sang quietly. They hoped that maybe, wherever it was the Witch brought the dead, that Kobra could hear them singing.

“The things that we take to make us feel. I can't go back, don't think I will-”

Kobra’s words echoed in their mind. Their promise that everything was gonna be okay. Party tried their best to believe him. The corners of their lips twitched slightly upward as they sang,

“I won't sleep tonight as long as I still hear the drums of the city rain.”

Maybe everything would turn out okay.

#party poison #fun ghoul #kobra kid #jet star #danger days the true lives of the fabulous killjoys #danger days #danger days fic #the fab four #killjoys #my writing

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Hi everyone👋😃 I figured I'd post this sexy character x reader story and it's about Bakugo as you can see😁👍 The most sexual character x reader story I've posted about so far.....😁👍💕 Enjoy 💕💕💕💕

Should I be worried?(Katsuki Bakugo x reader- +18)

Genre:Smut and sex

"Do I have anything to worry about (female reader)?", Bakugo asked nervously. you said, "I'm sure you got nothing to worry about sweetie. I promise, Bakugo.". Bakugo is still nervous tough.

It started with the night of the Christmas party (which was a week before Bakugo asked me if he needed to worry) where you introduced Bakugo and some1else you met once before at the same place of the Christmas the year before. Then you told Bakugo about the guy you introduced Bakugo to and you told the same guy about Bakugo. As Bakugo is still nervous, you asked Bakugo in concern,"Are you jealous Bakugo?"

The next thing he did was put his mouth on your neck and went to hickey my neck up, and while he was doing so you started moaning. So while this is happening he put his hands underneath your shirt so he can caress your breasts, nipples included. It definitely made you moan louder than you were. Bakugo stopped attacking your neck then said while holding on to your breasts,"So what if I am? I just wanna makesure you don't go to anyone else and that includes the guy you introduced me to, so I'm gonna makesure to make you cum quite often enough where I will know and ensure you don't go to anyone else where I would end up worrying. So I'm gonna make both of us feel good."

After Bakugo said this he went underneath the front top part of your shirt with his right hand he ripped your shirt right off. Then went for the bra to rip it off you then he went to caress your breasts more and suck on your nipples, one at a time (two minutes per nipple) as you moaned more. After he got done sucking on both of your nipples, he moved his hands to your nipples to play with them and as you moaned more Bakugo whispers with a smile, "See how good I made you feel, so far? And I'm just getting started too", then he stopped caressing your breasts, then he told you,"I will let you start your fun with me now", as he grinned.

So you went for his neck to give darker hickies on, then you went pinch and lick his nipples to make Bakugo moan, then you started sucking on his nipples (three minutes per nipple) as you put your left hand on his cock and your right hand on his ballsack to play with both to make him moan more. "Damn. I knew you're good, but I didn't know you'd be this good", he moaned loudly with a grin. When you got done with his nipples, Bakugo said,"You know what to do next, Amber. Now put your head lower", as he petted your head while grinning still.

So you went to lick both his cock and ballsack at first. Then Bakugo then petted your head then said while only slightly moaning, "C'mon babe. You can do better than that." So you started sucking his cock and ballsack at the same time, then Bakugo moan a little more saying, "Impressive, but you still can do better sweetheart.", as he petted my head, so he pushed your head to get his cock deeper in your throat. You ended up deep throating his cock constantly, and that made him moaned louder and he came inside your throat.

"You know just because I came doesn't mean I'm not hard anymore. My cock still wants more so we're not done yet", Bakugo said then he commanded,"But before we both can have our fun with eachother I wanna have more of my fun with you first, because I wanna make you cum at least a little if not plenty" So you laid on the bed as Bakugo was pulling both your pants and thong down at once. "Now I'm gonna show you my mouth can do more than what I did with you neck and nipples.", then he went to caress your thighs then said, "So I'm gonna show you what my mouth is capable of down there", as he slightly uses both of his thumb to lightly thumb your outer pussy to make you lightly moan.

Bakugo growled, with a grin"Now I'm gonna have some real fun with you before I can put my still hard cock down there!", then Bakugo started tonguing your outer and inner pussy as you moaned. "And my mouth is good for more than just licking you down there", Bakugo growled as he grinned more, then started sucking and continued licking (both) your (outer and inner) pussy, and you really moaned loud. "Now I'll let my fingers do the talking!", Bakugo growled louder as he started with using two of his fingers on his left hand playing with my outer pussy. You moaned as he kept rubbing both of his fingers, then Bakugo growled more, "And that's not the only thing I can do!", so he shoved his two fingers of his right hand inside your pussy and began fingering you with his two fingers of his right hand and playing with my outer pussy with two of his fingers of his left hand as you moaned louder.

So Bakugo kept playing with my pussy until you got close to cumming. "Maybe I should switch my left hand with my mouth", Bakugo flirted as he was licking and sucking on his two left fingers, so he started sucking and licking your outer pussy while still fingering inside your pussy, and you kept moaning until you came. "Not bad.", Bakugo said as he's licking and sucking your cum off his fingers, "Even the taste of your cum tells me you're great, but we're not done yet and my cock is still hard. Besides think your pussy could use plenty of feeding time from my cock just to ensure you only come to me and nobody else." Bakugo then barked,"My cock is gonna give your pussy the best pounding niether of them nor us will ever forget! So I hope you and your pussy both are ready for me and my still hard cock, because until I'm done I won't stop even if your pussy is sore and I plan to to ensure your pussy to be sore before I'm done!", as he smiled devilishly.

As he put his still hard cock inside your pussy you moaned right away and moaned out, "Uh! Bakugo!". "Look at that!", said Bakugo then he moaned,"I knew you couldn't resist hard cock of mine!" Then when Bakugo began to start thrusting inside you, "Oh fuck yeah!", you moaned, "Harder, Bakugo! Harder!" Then as Bakugo began to thrust inside you harder and harder, he moaned with a smirk, "Damn, (female reader name)! I knew you liked it rough, but I didn't know you enjoyed me making you see stars that much!",he laughed lightly.

He kept thrusting inside you for what felt like another thirty minutes. "I can tell you still have some fight left in you dispite of you seeing stars and your pussy being this sore!", Bakugo laughed and moaned cockily. "Well you have some fight left yourself," you laughed and moaned back. "Is that a challenge, Bakugo?!" "I can makesure this sex better you know!",Bakugo moaned as he kept thrusting,"Here! I have another idea!"then he pulls his cock out of your pussy,"Stay laying down like you are!"he commanded with a grin,"I wanna try something different with you!"

So he set his cock between your breasts then he holds both of your breasts between his cock, then he started thrusting between your breats. You ended up moaning right with Bakugo and he said,"(Female reader name)! I think I'm about to cum soon", then he kept thrusting between your breasts as you and Bakugo kept moaning until he came in your mouth,all over the chin, in the front of the neck,all over the breats, and all over the belly. So Bakugo took you in the bathroom to clean you up.

After you and Bakugo left the bathroom Bakugo then asked," are you overly satisfied now, (female reader name)?". "Yes, I'm much more than satisfied, now." You answered still panting. "And are you more than one hundred percent sure I have absolutely nothing to worry about, right?", Bakugo asked wanting to be more than one hundred percent sure. Then you said,"I more than one hundred percent assure you that you have absolutely nothing to worry about", then you gave Bakugo a kiss and evensince that day, Bakugo felt more secured and he more than one hundred percent knew he had absolutely nothing to worry about, since then.

The End

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Christmas without Them

For the Hetalia Christmas Event

Day: December 18th, 2019

Prompt: Home Alone

Title: Christmas without Them

Characters: Romania (Vladimir), Moldova (Aurel), and Bulgaria (Stefan)

Warnings: This is actually a very sad fanfic and it contains character death.

Also, this is a human au kind of thing.

(This will be my first time writing these characters and my first time joining an event so sorry for the oocness as well.)

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Vladimir stared at the picture in his hands. His redish brown eyes were devoid of emotion as he stared at the photo.

He had taken the photo two years ago for he had wanted to capture the moment. The photo was of Stefan and Aurel building a snowman with big smiles on their faces. He could always hear their laughter through this photo and it always brought him joy, but now it just brought heartache.

Today marked the one year of their death and he could remember what happened like it was yesterday...

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It was Christmas Day and they had just finished eatting and opening open presents. Vlad had his back against his husband's chest as he snuggled against him. He was watching Aurel play with his new toy truck when an idea hit him.

"You know I heard the town square has a big Christmas Tree up this year. Lukas told me that it was covered in Christmas lights and decorations. He also told me there was a skating ring around it." He said.

Stefan looked down at Vlad as he looked surprised by the news. "Wow, this town hardly decorates for Christmas expect for a few lights here and there." He said. "It is actually surprising that they even have a Christmas tree and a skating ring this year."

"I know so I was thinking that the three of us could go check it out and the skating ring should still be open."

Aurel jumped up and ran over to Vlad. His little brother looked up at him with his big adorable smile that just melt his heart everytime. "Can we go, please?! I want to see the big Christmas tree and go ice skating!" He said excitedly.

He chuckled as he reached down and ruffled his baby brother's hair affectionately. "Well, it depends on if Stefan wants to go or not." He said.

He had to suppress his laughter as he watched Aurel looked at his husband with his signature big brown puppy dog eyes that even Vlad couldn't say no to. "Please Stefan, can we go?" He asked.

Vlad felt his heart melt in his chest again as he watched Stefan's green eyes soften and looked at his brother with such love in his eyes. "Of course," He said. "But you need to take your toys up to your room first and then we can go."

"Yay!" Aurel jumped on the couch as he hugged Vlad and Stefan at the same time. He didn't even give them time to react before jumped off and started to pick up his toys and carried them to his room.

He heard Stefan chuckled as he felt him rest his chin on his shoulder and his arms wrapped around him tightly. "That kid is excitable." He said.

Vlad smiled as he leaned back against him as he closed his eyes. "You are so good with him." He whispered. "You don't know how grateful I am to have you in our lives."

"I should be the one that is grateful. Without you two, I would still be a grumpy man living at home alone. You two gave meaning to my life and showed me what love really is about." Stefan whispered. "I know I could neved replaced Aurel's and yours parents, but I think of him as a son and you as the love of my life. I love you both so much and I can never imagined my life without you. You two are the best Christmas present that I could ever receive."

Vlad opened his eyes as he felt his tears running down his cheeks, but he wasn't crying because he was sad. He was just so happy right now and what he said really warmed his heart.

"Stefan..." He pulled away from his embrace before turning to look up at his husband. "You don't...understand how much...that makes me...feel."

He was trying really hard to speak, but he was having a hard time trying to get the words he wanted to say out.

"Shhh," Stefan whispered as he started to kiss away his tears. "I have a pretty good idea of what you want..."

Vladimir didn't let him finished that sentence as he reached up and tangled his fingers into his dark hair before bring him down for a kiss. He tasted like peppermint and smoke, just like how he smelled.

He felt Stefan wrapped his arms around him as he deepen the kiss. Before anything could go too far, Vlad pulled away right as Aurel walked back in.

"My toys are pit away in my room." Aurel said excitedly. "Can we go now?"

"Of course, go get your coat on while I go get your hat and gloves from the dryer." Vlad said.

"Okay," Aurel said before running off again.

Vlad turned to Stefan and leaned up as he playfully brushed his lips against his ear. "We will finished this later, my love." He pulled away and he couldn't help, but to smirk at the blush that graced his love's cheeks.

He stood up and walked away from the sofa. He went into the laundry room and grabbed Aurel's hat and gloves.

It wasn't long before the family of three was ready to go. Since the town square wasn't that far from where they live, so they decided to walk there.

Aurel was in the middle of both Vladimir and Stefan as he held both of their hands. Vlad smiled as he and his love swinged his little brother. He couldn't helped to laugh with Stefan as Aurel shout with joy.

He noticed Stefan dropped his smile and he looked to where he was looking at. He noticed serval cars driving fast past them.

"The road is covered in snow and ice. If those cars are not careful, they will slide off the side of the road." Stefan said.

"They don't care. Idiot people just think that just because they can do go with the normal speed without sliding off the side of the road that they can speed without worry. They don't care they endangered other people or themselves at the time until they actually do hurt someone." Vlad huffed before turning back to Stefan. "Anyways, we shouldn't talk about this."

He looked down and noticed Aurel was leaning towards Stefan. Whenever his little brother was scared or uncomfortable, he would noticed he would always go to Stefan.

"You are right, we should stop talking about that." Stefan nodded before reaching down and playfully ruffling Aurel's hair. "Besides, we should be excited about ice skating."

Vladimir watched as Aurel's eyes light up as he started to jump up and down. "I can't wait!" He said.

"Niether can," Vlad laughed before he smiled warmly at his family. "I love you two so much."

"I love you, big brother!" Aurel said. "I, also, love Stefan, too."

"I love you both as...look out!" Stefan shouted out.

The last thing he remembered was a flash of light coming towards them and a loud honking sound before everything went black.

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"We are losing him!"

"Stay with us, Vladimir!"

"His heart stopped! Get the defibrillator now!"

"1...2..3..."

"1...2...3.."

"1...2..."

That was all Vladimir could remember from the white haze before he black out again.

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When Vlad woke up again, he was in the hospital room. He can't move as he is extreme pain. He tried to remember what happened, but his memory was all fuzzy.

"Oh, you are a wake!" He looks over to where he heard the voice came from and noticed a woman nurse had walked into his room.

"What happened to me?" It had seem that Vlad couldn't speak anything above a whisper as his mouth went dry.

"Oh sweetie pie, you don't remember?" The nurse asked.

"N-no...I don't...r-remember..."

"You were walking on the side walk when a truck, going over the speed limit mind you, had slid on some ice and hit you straight on." The nurse said.

Memories of the night before started to rush back to him as the crash played over his head. "Aurel...Stefan...!" He whispered shout. "Where are my husband and little brother?! Are they okay?!"

The nurse looked Vlad sadly as she took his hand gently. "I am sorry, sir." She said. "They didn't make it."

"No..." Vladimir sobbed into his hands.

No. No. No!

This can't be happening! They can't be dead! This has to be a dream...please let this be a dream...

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It was his fault. He should never had suggested going out to seeing that damn tree or even go ice skating. Aurel and Stefan would have been alive if he hadn't suggested it.

He should have been the one that died not them...

Now he was home alone. He will never hear his brother's laughter nor will he see his cute little face running around as he is being chase Stefan. He will never be hugged or kissed by his husband nor will he ever hear him walked through the door coming home from work. No more cuddles or sleeping together as a family...

He was alone in this dark silent house as he continued to stare at the photo.

This was his first Christmas without them and it was their death anniversary. He just felt so hollow inside that couldn't celebrate it anymore.

Not without them...

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"Stefan," Aurel whispered as he crawled up onto the sofa next him. Tears were falling down his face as he tried to hold back his sobs. "I miss big brother."

Stefan bit his lip as he pulled Aurel into his arms as he squeezed him tightly to his chest. He was trying to fight his own sobs as he ran his fingers gently through Aurel's hair. "I miss him, too." He whispered.

Today was Christmas. A year ago from today, the love of his life and Aurel's big brother, Vladimir, had died. This was their first Christmas without him. With it being his death anniversary, Aurel and him couldn't bear to celebrate it so they both stay at home as they waited for this horrible day to be over with.

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Yeah, plot twist there at the end, but I am not happy with it completely. I wanted to add more, but if I kept going then this would never had ended.

I promised, the next one I do will not be sad. I am so sorry for a sad entry.

I decided to go ahead and post this today.

#HetaliaXmasEvent #aph romania #aph bulgaria #aph moldova #hetalia #robul #aph robul #fanfiction #contains character death #what have i done ;_;

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That Vampire Hunter D thing I’ll eventually write coherently

So now that I’ve FINALLY found the Vampire Hunter D Fandom I’m working up the courage to share some of my headcanons (my stupid anxiety makes it irrationally hard) The problem is a lot of my headcanons require at least basic knowledge of the fantasy world that I started when I was 14?Ish? And the Ocs I created. Like I decided to yank D out of his post-apocalyptic hell world and put him into this peaceful world populated by non-assholes, or in some cases, slightly less homicidal assholes… ok the number of assholes is much less than on the frontier, and even the homicidal ones usually need a good reason to be homicidal. None of this “I’m gonna experiment on thousands of individuals and put my son through a living hell for shits and giggles” - LOOKING AT YOU DRAC, LOOKING AT YOU!  

Anyway it’s really long and rambly so READ MORE-

Anyway I’m gonna make a series of posts explaining the basics, who’s who, How D got there, basic worldbuilding, that kinda thing. I’ll go through and link ‘em as I finish them. And I’ll make a masterpost because there are a few tags on my blog about the world and D’s family.

Now, since this world was started when I was 14 there are some things that are a little...odd. Names that Stuck and I can’t change because I’ve been calling it that for over 5 years, plot lines that involve characters from a different franchise but i haven’t figured out how to replace. Seriously I have GOT to figure out how to replace Fucking LOKI. FFS I haven’t liked that character for 2 years WHY is he STUCK THERE

I’m currently worldbuilding and planning a few novel’s based on Avaleara’s life, but the first 2 would be before she met D so I don’t think anyone would be interested. I’m gonna write certain scenes though, like Avaleara and D’s first kiss, the emotionally overwrought scenes that bring them together, stuff like that. But hey, if you like really overthought worldbuilding and sprawling sci fi/fantasy worlds, lord knows i could talk about Rev’haros for hours, so feel free to hit me up.

Story

D’s Part of the story line starts when Avaleara was punted through the barrier between universes by her uncle’s failed experiment and ended up on the frontier. By sheer happenstance, she landed right in front of D, who pretty much ignored her because she wasn’t trying to kill him and he needed to get to a job. Avaleara decided “Hey, there’s a fifty fifty shot he’s heading towards civilization, Im’ma follow at a respectful distance” Now, while Avaleara is decidedly Alien in appearance (aprx 6 ft tall, really dark purple skin, has horns, bio-luminescent markings, ALIEN) she has interacted with humans before, has even been to an Earth before, (Multiverse ftw) she has a pretty solid glamour already prepared, so while D knows what she looks like cuz he saw her, she can blend in on the frontier.

Except yah’ know, she doesn’t speak the language cuz the only Earth languages she knows are Japanese or English from circa 2000. Her trying to figure out the frontier dialect is like someone who speaks old English plopped down in the middle of modern day- She can sorta kinda figure out the gist but dear god is it difficult and makes her headache. On top of that since she comes into town a few hours after a Dhampir, well people don’t want shit to do with her, so she keeps vaguely wandering after D. I haven’t figured out the turning point yet, but eventually D interacts with this strange woman trailing aimlessly after him even as he cuts through an incredibly deadly forest and other such frontier horror ‘scapes that should have gotten her killed but didn’t. Because it’s D, he has a better grasp on “ancient” Japanese (Also I headcanon that his mother was of Japanese descent because Tony Thornburg) So they can communicate better.

Eventually they sorta travel together (Again I need to flesh this out) for a few years. About a decade of sorta traveling together (though niether of them will admit it, and certainly won’t admit that they enjoy eachother’s company) Dracula decides to be an asshole. For Hand Wavy reasons he comes up with a test for D and Left hand, that involves poisoning D. (IDK i’m kinda toying with the idea that Dracula had another success that was better than D, and decided to get rid of him, buuuut that would mean another character and i think it really goes against canon so idk if i’m gonna go that route)

The thing about Avaleara is that she is really possessive (part dragon) and fiercely protective of those she’s attached to. So Drac didn’t count on being hit with 900 pounds of sheer protective RAGE. Seriously Avaleara is the kind of person who, if she has something to protect, she will get back up no matter what she gets hit with. Spear through the heart? Bitch please she has two and you just handed her a weapon. Cut off an Arm? Regenerative powers and a history of being tortured so she doesn’t even flinch at the pain? Fire? She’s been burned alive before and it awakened her latent dragon genes. Water? She was born with an innate gift for controlling it. (so i kinda gave her every power I ever thought was cool, oops. HI MARY SUE)

She doesn’t kick Drac’s ass, but she does seriously wound him which is enough to startle him and, since he’s already accomplished poisoning D, he retreats, firing off a psychological attack as he goes. At that point Avaleara has one of two options. Use the last of her strength to fight off the attack, or draw the poison from D into herself (I had a reason for this but it's in a notebook buried in a box somewhere. God I hate moving) Another thing about Avaleara- if it's a choice between saving her life and saving someone else's, she will save someone else's. Every. Time.

So She saves D’s life, but falls into a coma fighting both the poison and Drac’s attack. At this point, her father, Maruketsukai (there’s one of those names I can’t change) appears, because her family had been keeping an eye on her but hadn’t pulled her back home cuz reasons. D does not trust the guy that appeared in midair. D owes Avaleara a debt because she saved his life. D also wants to know how the fuck she managed to wound the Sacred Ancestor. D is a stubborn bastard who will recklessly enter a portal to another universe because he owes someone a debt. He will also stand guard at their bedside for 5 years while they are in a coma because they saved his life.

(I think this is still in character- I mean he wouldn’t do it for just anyone, but shit this person fought Dracula and lived. For Him. yeah he’s gonna stick around and make sure they’re safe before he fucks off.)

His protectiveness earns him the undying loyalty of Avaleara’s family. Like, he’s obviously straight up ready to cut his way out of the room if they so much as breathe wrong in her direction. Ordinarily death threats aren’t the way to endear yourself to your in laws but Maruketsukai and Nikara are… not ordinary.

During the 5 years that Avaleara is in a coma, D learns a lot about her world, her family, and her past. Like the fact that she’s second in line for the throne, and that a previous lover had betrayed, kidnapped, and tortured her and that she had extreme PTSD and massive trust issues because of it. That’s why they had left her on the frontier, because for the first time in two thousand years, Avaleara had sorta trusted someone, or at least, didn’t seem overly paranoid about them, and they wanted to see what would happen.

D spends a lot of time with Takashi and Mizuki, because they speak Japanese. Takashi is the son of Sesshoumaru and Kagome. (Yes from the anime Inuyasha. I did mention this started when I was 14 right?) That’s why he speaks Japanese. Also He drags Avaleara and Mizuki to Earth occasionally which is why Avaleara has a human glamor. Its interesting for D to meet another half breed who is so blase about it, but Takashi grew up in  La’ Shevare, where genetic modification for the express purpose of interspecies breeding has been a thing for several million years. Pretty much no one is a pure blood. But since he’s also the nephew of Inuyasha and has listened to his father express his regret over how he treated his brother, he at least partially understands where D is coming from. Sorta. Academically. Ok not really but he tries. And totally has a talk shit get hit policy when it comes to D. Like call Takashi a half breed, make fun of his heritage, whatever, so long as you don’t make fun of his parents, he don’t give a fuck. Call D a half breed, make fun of D’s heritage, prepare for at least 3 broken bones. Probably more. Seriously. He’s 45 years older than Avaleara, held her in his arms as a baby, grew up with her and fell in love with her sister. She’s Family.  He was helpless when the man she loved broke her and twisted her into someone else, was helpless during her recovery because she wouldn’t let anyone in to help her. The moment D popped up, planting himself between Avaleara and any perceived threat, was the moment he became Pack. And you Do Not Fuck With a Dog Demon’s Pack.

Eventually Avaleara wakes up, except thanks to the psycological attack, and her previous ptsd related issues, Avaleara first thinks D is a hallucination. It takes awhile for it to set in and stick that he’s not. D sticks around, convincing her that he’s real and she’s not going insane, and just being really patient when she freaks out and thinks she’s seeing things, because hey, it was his asshole dad who did this to her so he kinda feels responsible. Plus he’d still really like to know how she wounded him.

It boils down to - Avaleara has spent the last 2 thousand years studying a variety of fighting techniques from all over the Rev’ Haros System, a system whose recent history spans back a few million years. D may know all the fancy vampire tricks, but 10,000 years is a drop in the bucket, a single lifespan of a person from Rev’ Haros. The whole system is so much more advanced than even the vampires at their peak, just because they’ve had the time to develop so far. The average person could go toe to toe with greater nobility if they had to, nevermind the people who are actually trained. Not to mention their fighting styles are so different, so alien to anything on Earth, that Dracula was at a significant disadvantage from that alone.

Avaleara happily agrees to train D in some of these styles. He doesn’t plan on sticking around long enough to learn them all. But he does, and she happily teaches him everything she knows until he is literally the only person who has a prayer of killing her. Shes very proud. Their sparring matches are epic and terrifying.

#vampire hunter d #god i'm so nervous putting this out there #like this has been my brain child for YEARS but i was never gonna share it #I love these characters ok #i poured my heart and soul into #Avaleara #please be gentle

[rose-riot-johnson]

Hi my Tumblr Peeps😁 Sorry I haven't been doing much on Tumblr nor messaging😅I was super occupied😅 Anyways I figured I'd post this character x reader story for my friend @cookies-n-chaos 😁👍I really hope you like it😁👍

The Girlfriend and dog protector (Cyborg x reader-+18 for language and threats of drugging,violence,and animal abuse)

Genre: Comfort and protection

Cyborg misses you a lot. He has been fighting crime in jump city about every day lately. The most he was able to do is to video chat with you. Cyborg felt bad about not being able to see you, so he decided to come to visit you one day to surprise you.

That day Cyborg managed to find a day to visit you. When he came to your house, he knocked on the door. "Come in.", you said. When Cyborg came to the door he said, "Surprise, (female reader name).". You run up to Cyborg to hug him, then when you hugged him the hug has gotten tighter you started to sob. "What's the matter, honey bun? Why are you crying", Cyborg said as he started to worry about you. He hugged you back as you kept sobbing, then said,"You know you can tell me anything, babe."

Then as you're crying you said,"Well you noticed that the dog isn't in the living room right?,". "Come thinking of it, I just realized that when you were telling me that, but I can hear the dog whine wanting to come see both of us.", Cyborg answered. "Well I'm scared to let (female reader's dog's name) out lately", you continued sobbing. "Well tell me what happened, cuteness. I'm a good listener, you know."

You explained to Cyborg, "Well I was taking (female reader's dog's name) outside to go potty then (s)he came to a certain neighbor of mine and (s)he smelling the neighbor like he had dangerous stuff in his pockets. (S)he was only sniffing, barking, and being curious about him, and I explained to the neighbor that. The next that happened was the neighbor said well I better train (him/her) better, especially to stay away from and not sniff people and not go near anyone, because if he keeps seeing (him/her) go near one person and/or having one foot off of my property and/or seeing one person, he will knock both me and the dog out take us to his place chain me where I can't go anywheres, then he when I wake up he will drug my dog, then shoot and stab (him/her) to death and keep doing so after (s)he dies right in front of me"then you cried more and more feeling defenseless. "That's why I had to keep (female reader's dog's name) in the bathroom. I haven't even invited anyone over. (S)he's holding it for a few days. After he made threats I just felt like he called me a terrible dog owner and I've kept (him/her) in the house, since then",you cried. Cyborg was very shocked that you've told him that. He ended up feeling bad for you and (female reader's dog's name) both.

"How long has (s)he been holding it for?", Cyborg asked. "For about a week.", you answered sobbingly. Cyborg then asked, "And that incident you and (female reader's dog's name) ran into with the neighbor, did that happened a week ago?"."Yes. It did. He made those threats a week ago.", you answered as you've kept sobbing.

"Look, (female reader name). You're lucky (female reader's dog's name) is still alive, because you don't need to keep (him/her) in the house constantly, just because he threatened you with torchering and over killing your dog right in front of you. (S)he might be on to something. He might be hiding something. I'm sorry you had to go through this and it will be okay.",Cyborg said, then hugged you tighter then said,"And I don't care what anyone says. You're a great dog owner (female reader name)"."Thank you, Cyborg.", you said as you stopped sobbing. "You're welcome, anytime. And to also let you know, he has no right threatening you nor the dog like he did.", Cyborg said then he asked, "So do you remember what he looks like?". You then told Cyborg what the neighbor looks like, so gave Cyborg the description of the neighbor as best of your knowledge. "That's all I needed to know and hear (female reader name). Go on and take her outside to go potty now. She could use a bathroom break. I will catch up sweetheart.", said Cyborg as he winked at you after he finished saying what he had to say to you. "Okay, then. If you say so, Cyborg.",you said as you started to smile for the first time eversince the incident with the neighbor.

You took your dog, (female reader's dog's name) outside the first time, eversince you and (s)he ran into the incident with the neighbor. Speaking of the neighbor, he just came outside too. He's very furious that he just saw you and your dog outside again. You and (female reader's dog's name) were minding your own businesses and completely stayed on your property and you and the dog both haven't had one body part off your property.

Cyborg was also minding his own business. He was washing the dishes at your place so he can surprise you with that. The neighbor marched himself over to your house. "I thought I told you not to fucken, told you to better train your stupid dog better to stay away from everyone, not to sniff people, not to fucken go near anyone (him/her) which I fucken mean go near one person and/or having one foot off of my property and/or seeing one person, you dumb bitch!", the neighbor yelled. "Please. My dog has been holding it for a week and niether of us has went outside once this week.",you pleaded and explained. Your dog barked. "Shut the fuck up you dumb mutt!" Then the neighbor continued, "And as for you, I don't give a flying fuck if your dog needed to go take a piss, a crap, or puke! It's no one else's fault but yours and your dumb dog's fault! (S)he can die from not going potty for all I fucken care! All you had to do was do as I say, or else! You should have listened! Now I will just have to over kill your dog right in front of you!"

As he was about to punch you hard enough to knock you out, Cyborg ran out of the house just in time to grab the arm the neighbor was gonna use to knock you outcold using his punch with. "I overheard every word. So don't you think about even bringing harm to my girlfriend nor her dog or things will be ugly.", Cyborg said to the neighbor. The neighbor shouted, "You can't do this to me! I have control over everyone and everything you...,", Cyborg cut the neighbor off by tightening his grip on the neighbor's arm that he was gonna knock you out with his punch with. "Ooowww!,"the neighbor cried. "I don't care what or who you you are or who you think you are or your occupation or gender you are. You don't own anyone or (anything or) everything like you think and you don't have the right to harm nor even to threaten to harm her nor her dog, just because she was smelling you and barking. I also called the cops on you and they looked at your records with multiple arrests. Apparently you have a lot of history of drug abuse, animal abuse, and domestic violence. So you will be going to jail real soon. So, they officers will makesure when you get sentenced in jail you will be in the same cell as the inmate who will be more than happy to put you in your place", Cyborg said making himself loud and clear.

Days later, the former neighbor is sentenced to prison for a long time. You and your dog are safe and sound, which means you don't have to worry about being treated with you or the dog being harmed anymore. Cyborg has been making time to visit you at least once per week, weather it's to makesure you're alright or to makesure nobody is wrongfully threatening you or Just to see you or just to spend time with you, etc... One thing is for complete sure. Cyborg, you, and your dog, (female reader's dog's name) never had to worry about that horrible neighbor you had ever again.

The End