#cant always speak on command in general.

[angelboybreakdowns]

god i really wish i could just. control my voice. could control my volume and how much i speak.

#vent in tags #cant take the bus home anymore. last time the driver didnt hear me when i pointed out my stop #i was in the front seat. i was being as loud as i could. he couldnt even hear that i was talking. #i think one of my coworkers might think i dont like her. she says hi every time we pass each other #all i can do is a little nod. i can hardly ever say hi on command #cant always speak on command in general. #i need to be prepared. to be anticipating a conversation #and even then im too quiet #or if im w friends and family im too loud. i talk too much. too fast #i just. i wish it was in my control #it is for everyone else in the world. why not me. #actually autistic #ok to rb #rambling

[mentos-or-mentoes]

Headcanons! Cult of the lamb

Leshy, Heket, Shamura, Kallamar, Narinder and The lamb.

General:

(this will be in follower form for the bishops)

Leshy

Dude is definetly not happy upon being indoctrinated into the cult.

Like first he gets killed by the lamb and NOW he has to follow their commands? Yeah to say the least he might be a bit annoyed at first.

When you first introduce yourself, he might be a little skeptical mainly because he was a bishop so what were you gonna do? Make fun of him? Pull a ''prank'' Just because you could?

Surprisingly, no! You were kind, just trying to get to know him better, and trying to get him to know the cult a little better.

He is forever greatful if you help him around the place.

Romantic:

If Leshy smells anything he thinks is something like a flower, then he might try and guide you towards them.

Mainly because it might be difficult picking them, when he cant see where the hell he's going.

9.5 / 10 hugs and you cant convince me otherwise.

He might be a bit moist because of all the stuff growing on him but he definetly smells nice. (or atleast i headcanon it as such).

He can and will be a living scarf if he REALLY craves your attention.

He will just snuggling up to you in the middle of whatever you were doing.

Heket

General:

Heket was not the happiest when she awoke in the lambs cult to say the least.

Allthough she was hungry, (cant blame her tbh).

When you approached her and offered her a couple of berries as a little welcome gift you definetly became one of her favorites.

She probably didn't even want to try and care for someone that isn't her siblings, at this point.

She especially appreceates if you basically speak for her, mainly because you can get to the point (and the words) alot faster then her.

Heket will do absolutely anything to avoid you or anyone else finding out anything that embarrases her that isnt known, like her losing to the lamb.

She enjoys all meals with either you or her siblings.

Romantic:

If you pick her up in front of others for no reason you are getting the frog equivilent of a bitch slap.

She does still have a reputation to uphold to prevent the followers from being too cruel even as a member of the cult.

Okay but seriously, Heket is basically your knight in shining armor.

Someones bothering you? just tell Heket, and she will take care of it.

She loves it when you bring her snakcs while waiting for a meal to be done whenever you cook.

Can and will pass you notes of what she wants you to say to someone, if she's really annoyed bcause of something they did.

Might be dissapointed if you rephrase it, to not be as rude as what she wrote.

Shamura

General:

Them always seeking knowledge was definetly one of the things that allowed you to bond with them quickly.

You telling them about things they might find interesting, and them sharing some of the things they remember.

Shamura likes it when you remind them of small things they might forget.

They also like sharing stories of their past with you, or giving you small gifts.

Not that they cant defend themselves against other cult members who might be looking for payback (they probably can't).

But you talking some sense into the cultists heads definetly does not go unoticed.

Romantic:

Shamura probably does like cuddles, especially when comforting them.

Might forget that you gave them something and try to return it to you.

If you remind them, then well they'll probably feel a bit ashamed that they forgot one of your gifts.

Please comfort Shamura if this happens.

(sorry i couldn't come up with much for them Shamura fans).

Kallamar

General:

Kallamar is a very nervous person so you showing them kindness was definetly unexpected.

you being nice? To him, and this quickly? You must be plotting something, he thought. but when you continuesly kept showing kindness and defended him from any rude cult members, he quickly realized that it wasn't the case.

he likes it alot when you reassure him that everythings gonna be fine. This man isn't much for standing up for himself. So if you do stand up for him, when other cultists come to do whatever they'd wanna do, he'll be very thankful.

If you went through the trouble of learning sign language just to communicate with him easilier his heart basically melts (not literally though).

Romantic:

He loves holding your hand. he likes the comfort of you being around.

expect him to be with you for a majority of the time.

will hug you whenever he feels nervous if he is allowed to (usually he is).

If he's trying to talk to you about something personal he'll usually use sign language with you when alone.

Kallamar spends so much time with you that half of his stuff is probably at your place.

Narinder

General:

He was not letting anyone even try and converse with him, after his indoctrination.

Not like people were gonna try anyway, considering what he tried to do.

But theres always someone different, and that just so happened to be you.

You kept trying to start a conversation, pestering him untill he finally tried to actually speak with you.

He wasn't very happy when he finally did start talking.

Despite that you just kept coming back.

Soon he actually started trying to engage the conversations, not really having much else to do.

Small conversation became a small friendship.

Soon Narinder found himself actively trying to spend time with you , and you were more then happy to do so.

Atleast the place wasn't as bad now for Narinder.

Romantic:

This dude is for close to anything but PDA (Public displays of affection).

Will purr if you hug him.

Narinder will never admit it but he's a total cuddle bug when in private.

Will do anything to prevent the lamb from finding out because he already knows he's gonna get teased for eternity the second they find out.

May or may not actively seek you out if he's getting really needy for some cuddles.

Will have orange cat level stupid behavior if he somehow gets his hands on catnip.

The lamb / Lambert.

General:

upon first meeting you, for whatever reason you were wandering around the lands of the old faith, they immidietly asked if you wanted to become part of their cult.

Likes your dedication to the crown and the cult

If you're especially dedicated to the cult then they might read your mind (and might find out you're in love but who knows).

Definetly tries to become closer with you.

They might ask if you wanna go on walks to take a break from all the work.

If you have any problems then the lamb will be willing to do just about anything to help (not everything though).

Romantic:

The lamb definetly makes the first move.

They shower you in gifts, kisses and cuddles whenever they're not busy.

Will do a marriage ritiual as soon as you feel comfortable with it.

Will spend lots of time with you in their free time.

You're probably being put in charge of taking care of things whenever they go on crusades, mainly because they trust you the most.

Doesn't have alot of time when they're not working but they spend almost every second that they're not busy beside you

Expect surprise hugs.

Lots and lots of surprise hugs.

Alot of people are probably both jealous and happy for you because of you being with the lamb.

The lamb does not care because they got the most wonderful person in the world as their partner aka you <3.

(Hope you enjoyed my first ever headcannons)

#cult of the lamb x reader #cotl x reader #cotl lamb x reader #cotl bishops x reader #Shamura x reader #narinder x reader #leshy x reader #heket x reader #lambert x reader

[potatoetree]

Incorrect quote generator - The Seven + Nico & Will addition!?

Characters

Jason Grace

Leo Valdez

Piper McLean

Percy Jackson

Annabeth Chase

Hazel Levesque

Frank Zhang

Nico di Angelo

Will Solace

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Nico: When I first met you, I thought you were weird and annoying.

Leo: And?

Nico: And you are.

Percy: Are you a cuddler?

Nico: I'm a machine of death and destruction.

Percy:

Nico: ...Yeah, I'm a cuddler.

Piper: What are the hardest things to say?

Jason: I was wrong.

Leo: I need help.

Percy: Worcestershire sauce.

Leo: Why cant trees give off something important like wifi??

Jason: So fuck oxygen, I guess.

Leo: Why are your tongues purple?

Percy: We had slushies. I had a blue one.

Jason: I had a red one.

Leo: oh.

Leo:

Leo: OH.

Hazel:

Hazel: You drank each others slushies?

Hazel: Piper you can’t move in with Jason.

Piper: Why not?

Hazel: Well, um, how are you going to feel when they see you without any makeup?

Piper: I’m not wearing makeup right now.

Hazel: Holy crap, you’re beautiful.

Jason: Okay, but if your not gay then why are you always holding my hand and kissing me and telling me I’m your boyfriend?

Percy: Dude- Its satire!

Jason: THAT'S NOT WHAT SATIRE MEANS!

Jason: Nico, I know you love Percy. I mean, we all do, they’re a very nice person and I respect them immensely.

Jason: But I think they might be a fucking idiot.

Frank: I spy with my little eye something that begins with the letter “s”.

Leo: *looks over at Nico and Will* Leo: Is it “sexual tension”?

Piper: Why is Jason crying on the floor?

Frank: They took one of those 'what person are you?' quizzes.

Piper: And?

Frank: They got Percy.

Will: *cocks gun* Go to Bed. This is no longer a request, This is now a Threat.

Percy: There’s no “I” in team, but there is one in pizza.

Jason: So, you’re not going to share?

Percy: I’m not going to share.

Annabeth: Just took a personality test and got an A+.

Nico: I am free of all prejudice. I hate everyone equally.

Annabeth: Nico is at that very special age where a kid only has one thing on their mind.

Leo: Boys?

Nico: Homicide.

Annabeth: Stop setting things on fire because you're curious about what will happen. What will happen is fire.

Leo: But what if something else happens just this one time.

*Frank comes home absolutely drunk, undresses, and stands in Hazel’s bedroom.*

Hazel: Babe, are you.. coming to bed?

Frank: No thank you, I’m sure you’re lovely but I have a girlfriend.

Frank: *Lies on the ground and falls asleep*

Hazel: ...

Percy: Can I have 2 straws with that milkshake?

Annabeth: Aww-

Percy: With 2 straws, I can drink it double as fast!

Leo: Jason and I are so close we even share a toothbrush.

Jason: We what?

Nico: My stomach growled super loud in French.

Nico: I would like to clarify, my stomach did not speak in French. It growled during French class.

Leo: Bonjour.

Will: Le growl.

Piper: Hon hon hon, feed me a baguette.

Piper: I am convinced Leo and Percy share a brain cell.

Frank: And it's not in use very often, it seems.

Percy: I’m 80% awesome 20% water and 100% handsome.

Nico: That’s 200%.

Percy: I’m twice the man you’ll ever be.

Percy: I'm going to get myself some soup.

Annabeth: Be careful not to burn yourself, it's hot.

Percy: Pfft, I won't burn myself.

*30 seconds later*

Percy, entering the room: I burned myself.

Will: What do you three have to say for yourself?

Jason:

Frank:

Percy: Oops?

Nico: Honestly, I am so evil. So full of darkness. I feed of the souls of the living I strike fear into-

Will: You sleep with a teddybear.

Nico: He’s my sECOND IN COMMAND IN MY ARMY OF DARKNESS!

Leo: What is wrong with you?

Nico: Loaded question. Elaborate.

Percy: Look at me straight in the eyes and tell me the truth, Nico!

Nico: You can’t expect me to look into your eyes and be straight.

*Everyone is playing a board game together*

Will: I will put 'A' down to make 'A'.

Frank: I will add onto your 'A' to make 'AT'.

Hazel: I will add onto your 'AT' to make 'RAT'.

Annabeth: I will add onto your 'RAT' to make 'BIOSTRATAGRAPHIC'.

Percy: *flips the board*

Percy & Jason: Surprise! We're having a baby!

Nico: What?!

Percy & Jason: *pull out adoption papers* It's you!

Will: You're ignoring all your problems.

Leo: I know.

Will: You also know it's an unhealthy coping mechanism?

Leo: I'm ignoring that fact as well.

Will:

The Squad: *walking at the mall*

Jason: Hey, have any of you guys seen Nico? They’ve been gone for a while..

Hazel: Eh, nope.

Percy: No, I haven’t...

Piper: Probably ran off to McDonald’s or something.

Nico: Hey.

Jason: Ooh, there you are-

Hazel: What the fu-

Piper: I- where were you?!

Nico: Walking right behind you guys.

Piper, handing out popsicles: Which flavor do you want?

Percy: Blue flavor!

Piper: Uh, you mean Blue Raspberry?

Percy: Blue flavor! Blue flavor!

Piper: Blue is not a flavor!

Percy: BLUE FLAVOR!

Will, jumping out of Nico's closet: BOO!

Nico:

Will:

Nico:

Will: *makes a sad face*

Nico: Ahh! Oh my god! You scared me!

Leo: Dom or sub?

Hazel: I guess Domino's, since I don't go to Subway that much. Don't see why you'd put them in the same category though.

Annabeth: You use humor to deflect your trauma.

Leo: Awww, thanks-

Annabeth: That’s not a good thing.

Leo: All I’m hearing is that you think I’m funny.

Frank: Oh shoot!

Frank: Excuse my vulgarity.

Hazel: I’ll let it slide.

Leo: So my therapist was talking to me and she said that I really just need to break down my walls and let people in.

Leo: So I’ve decided to break the fourth wall.

Leo: *looks at camera* Hi there. I use humor as a coping mechanism.

Will: What do you three have to say for yourself?

Jason:

Frank:

Percy: Oops?

#percy jackson #leo valdez #hazel levesque #frank zhang #annabeth chase #nico di angelo #will solace #piper mclean #jason grace #the seven pjo #pjo fandom #incorrect quote generator #incorrect quotes #incorrect quote generator pjo+HoO #hoo #pjo hoo #heroes of olympus #percy jackon and the olympians

[warwickroyals]

beginning - previous - next

post is long af, but i have things i have to establish and alyssa's readers need to learn warwick lore if they hope to understand anything i have planned!

ps - can't believe i wrote dialogue for contessina, she's always been my favourite of helena's children

@thegrimalldis

[CONTESSINA, TEXT] Wilhelmina. When your father and I allowed you to move abroad it was under the assumption that you would be responsible and focus on school

[CONTESSINA, TEXT] Spending over 25K in under a month is unacceptable and proves that you're not ready to be living on your own

[MINA] Is she serious?

[CONTESSINA, TEXT] I have tried calling you twice already. Why don't you answer? Your father wants to speak w/ you.

[MINA] She cannot be serious, oh my God!

[MINA, TEXT] Mom relax.  School IS my priority but ppl here have standards. WMU isn't boarding school i cant wear the same ugly clothes every day!

[MINA, TEXT] Im sorry i missed ur call but theres nothing to talk about. Im exactly where i belong. No matter what ppl at home think . . . im living for myself now

~

[TELEVISION] By late 1967, the relationship had been going on for over half a decade.

[TELEVISION] The flame hadn’t died, Louis was still quite obsessed, and it was around that time members of the family—his mother, his grandmother—worried he was considering marriage.

[TELEVISION]   The relationship just wasn’t tenable, especially for the time. I mean, Queen Anne famously told her grandson a royal consort must without exception be wealthy, winsome, and white. The point stuck, Farrah Nassar was none of those things.

[TELEVISION] So, already we’re seeing the standards Prince Louis was held to, with those in mind it

becomes easy to understand why he eventually settled on Irene. Irene was the quintessential royal bride in many, many ways. 

The Wynnes were one of Sunderland’s oldest aristocratic families. Lady Irene’s ancestors had been in North America since the Mayflower and had walked the halls of our most esteemed institutions for generations. Top politicians, military commanders, and socialites. Queen Consort wouldn’t be a daunting title for a Wynne, or so everyone assumed—

[???] MINA, MINA, MINA!

[MINA] I’m coming, I’m coming, Jeez

[ZELLA] It was bad, Mina, so, so bad.

[MINA] You also smell “so, so bad”. Like gasoline and alcohol and . . . death

[MINA] Was it basketball again? Don’t say it was basketball, again.

[ZELLA] No, it was his stupid girlfriend. [IMMITATING TRE] "Naw, Zel, you don't know. She's so good. She runs a charity for pugs with proptosis. Her little brother has cancer. I can't mess this up." All because I told him it was a bad idea to bring her to my birthday party.

[TV SUBTITLES] Her parents and sisters were ecstatic. Irene received a lot of positive encouragement from her mother, Countess Wynne, in particular.

[ZELLA] I told you not to invite him. He’s a total cornball. It wish he would just hurry up and marry her. I’m not trying to play—I don’t even wanna fucking talk about it anymore. Which one is this?

[MINA] Uh, the doc? Women of Warwick it’s about—

[ZELLA] Whatever, just play it, I need a distraction.

[TELEVISION] I think early on Irene realized something was amiss. Farrah would just keep popping up. At family picnics and charity galas. Louis tried to pass her off as a friend, but Irene sensed the intimacy.

Irene was deeply hurt.

[TELEVISION] She would come to her mother in floods of tears saying, “Mommy, I

 can’t do this, Louis is in love with someone else.”  Countess Wynne, romance author, staunch

traditionalist, and . . .  Stepford wife—sorry—told her daughter that Farrah wasn’t a threat, that

 Louis would lose interest in her once marriage and children came along—

[ZELLA] I relate to her so badly. 

[MINA] Irene? Because same, I mean, our families are sorta similar.

[ZELLA] No, Farrah.

[MINA] EW! Don’t ever say that again, I will literally cut you off.

[ZELLA] Why?

[MINA] Because, like, how do you even do that? Like, how do you sleep with a married man with little children and feel literally no remorse? She is definitely going to hell.

[ZELLA] I'm not saying what she did was right, I'm just saying that we never hear her side of the story.

[MINA] Yeah, because she ran away like a coward after everything blew up in her snake face.

[ZELLA] C'mon, I’ve watched too many of these things with you. There are reasons to feel bad for her.

[ZELLA] Farrah was, like, an outsider, right? People always said that she didn’t deserve the things Irene had so, like, people got super fucking angry when the cheating came out. They thought she didn’t deserve that love—Don’t look at me like that, I’m spitting! Why has everyone forgiven Louis for the cheating but not her, then?

[MINA] Why do I get the feeling this is just about stupid Tré and his stupid car and his stupid maybe-girlfriend with the pug obsession? He’s a bum, Zella, forget about him.

[ZELLA] You’re not going to guilt-trip me into relating to Farrah, it’s not that deep.

[MINA] Can I guilt-trip you for going on dates with someone you hate, though?

[ZELLA] At least I’m actually going on dates, Mina.

[MINA] It’s called having standards. Why would I settle when there’s so much bigger and brighter?

[ZELLA] Not this again, Lord.

[MINA] A princess belongs with a prince, that’s the way the world works.

[ZELLA] No, that’s how the Grimalldis’ world works, and everyone else is just living life.

#warwick.story #chapter three #ts4 story #ts4 storytelling #ts4 legacy #ts4 royal legacy #ts4 edit #ts4 screenshots #ts4 royalty #ts4 monarchy #ch: mina #ch: zella #✨

[justsomeoneunordinary]

Hi, i saw your long post and other's reblogs on how weird Hashirama treats Tobirama and i cant help but notice something that kinda does not spark joy : the only times they SEEM like normal and close brothers aka the scenes where they both pouted like kids or when Hsrm was like ":D" and Tbrm "-_-" while hiraishin back to village are....all after they died. They did that as actual corpses of middle aged men. I think when analyse them we forget that they are veterans that has lived full lives, not youngsters, and there's plenty of changes two brothers could have in their 50 something years. And that's bittersweet because i cant help but feel like they were really not close, especially when they were younger. The only good thing is that it looks like their bond had had some development and gotten somewhat better, they understand each other more, and even so it looks like they, esp Tbrm. just got better by way of getting used to the weirdness and not really active changes. :(

Yeah, the thing about the founders era is, is that we can't do more but speculate and try to interpret the little bit we got as best as possible. Because we just don't know enough - the entire story is based around Hashirama and Madara's backstory and how the village came to be, and only from Hashirama's view at that. We don't know what happened between the confrontation at the river and Tobirama slaying Izuna.

We don't know when or how Butsuma and Tajima died, we don't know how it was for Hashirama to take on the role as clan head and Tobirama as his second in command or how they felt after their father died, we don't know what Hashirama thought of the war or even if he thought of trying to advocate for peace with the Uchiha before that fatal hit. I know in fanfics it's often described that Hashirama sent several missiles asking for a ceasefire or asks in the middle of the battlefield Madara to consider peace, but unless I have missed something, for all we know it could've been Tobirama wounding Izuna fatally that reminded Hashirama of their dreams and had him go "hey, it doesn't have to be like that". Of course, the fact that the Uchiha defected to the Senju, of all clans, speaks of a certain trust or respectively belief in Hashirama's words, which means he might've tried to ask for peace several times before, but we don't actually know for sure.

We don't know what the politics and paperwork behind the foundation of konoha looked like and what drew the other clans to join in, we don't know how Hashirama reacted after Madara defected, we don't know how he dealt with Madara's wannabe death after wannabe killing him - he definitely doesn't seem depressed at the Kage summit, which must've happened after Madara's not-death considering they got the bijuu sealed.

And we don't know how Hashirama and Tobirama's siblingship was. We barely see them interacting as kids, and in those scenes, we see Tobirama catching Hashirama when Butsuma slaps him (I know in the anime Tobirama goes in between to stop Butsuma but that's anime and therefore not canon to me. I assume they did that because showing cool fights go brrr on TV is one thing, but showing literal child abuse is another), we see Hashirama choosing his own brother and telling Madara that he will protect his last brother at all cost - but from the little bit we see of them as kids Hashirama and Madara definitely seemed closer than Hashirama and Tobirama. And the only times we see them interacting as adults it's almost always when they talk about Madara and the Uchiha in general - and they strongly disagree on that topic. So for all we know, from the little bit we have canonically seen, they didn't have a close relationship.

Which, again, is okay. Siblings don't always have a close relationship, and sometimes - oftentimes even - you form a closer relationship with someone outside of family. Hashirama and Madara had a stronger brotherhood than Hashirama and Tobirama, and that's okay.

But as I said, it doesn't fucking spark joy. Like, come on, this is such bullshit. They're each other's last living brother! They lived through terrible, traumatic events and they're all they have and Kishimoto wants to tell me they're not close to each other? After losing two younger brothers way too early to war? Really? Yes, they're two war-hardened veterans but consider: they're also human. Sorry, I just think considering their history they should be closer to each other than ever before. I want them to have undying loyalty to each other and I want them to have an unhealthy codependent relationship, I want Hashirama to have reacted just as maddening as Madara if it had been Tobirama who had died even if canon suggests otherwise because that's what fills me with satisfaction. A cold relationship does not, therefore I close my eyes and do not see it.

Also, this is where interpretation comes in: as you mentioned, there are a few times we see them act brotherly, and hey, would you look at that: those are the few times they don't talk about Madara and the Uchiha. So it's fair to assume that the Uchiha was just a subject they strongly disagreed about and had fights over as well, which is perfectly normal for siblings to have, but outside of this touchy subject? They might as well have been close. They could've had who knows how many great, loving brotherly moments! It's not like we know what they thought of each other, considering Hashirama only talked about his backstory with Madara, and Tobirama's thoughts were mostly only there to prop Naruto. So unless Kishimoto comes out of the woodwork to tell us that nah, they merely respected each other but weren't really close (in which case I will literally kill him with my bare hands), it's perfectly fair to assume that Hashirama and Tobirama could've been close and it was just the topic of the Uchiha they fought over. There's not enough canon to disprove that theory anyway.

That's at least what I do because godamnit, I cannot stress enough how dumb I find it that considering their history they're supposed to have a cold relationship. Bullshit, if I close my eyes, they were loving brothers who showed their love in different ways, and that's on that. 😌

(I am, however, salty we never even got a hug. Come on, at least a hug!!! Come on Kishimoto, give me a hug between these two bröthers why is that too much to ask for it's literally all I ask for. (A hug would also definitely disprove that they weren't close at all.))

#may answers #anon #senju hashirama #senju tobirama

[flovverworks]

brief pt2 spoilers, but i was thinking about the first few chs of pt2 again. partly cuz whenever i rmbr "the wizards transformed into girls one time & kids another time cuz they dislike vincent" it makes me laugh. i saw fanart of akira w kid!wizards and went haha thats cute, then i read the chapter. u can imagine my surprise

but it always gets me thinking about the following conversation of 'the wizards will behave this time right' 'uhhhhh......probably...?' 'sir sage they Have to behave' 'well if vincent was nice to them theyd be nice back...' + how those chs especially was very..."these ppl thinks akira can control the wizards" (not only the ppl akira ends up speaking directly with, but also general ppl w power that akira cant reach), when akira (multiple times) has reiterated how while they do wish the northern wizards could get along they realize they have their own experiences and cant force them to do something (+feeling somewhat bad they have to live at the manor together). they dont want to do that already, but they also realize that ummm good luck with that frankly. so it just ends up like a lil "haha u sure do think so" to me whenever its brought up ppl r worried "who" has the power of oz & mithra, when its like......ya they do go along with things akira asks of them (more so in the case of oz), but those have always been relatively smaller scale things?! + if the command line went someone -> akira -> oz/mithra i dont think theyd like that either LOLT_T (disregarding the topic of the sages books and symphony) its very much the. akira treating them like friends rather than some ulterior motive of making them do their bidding

->cue brads sages heart ch. they listen to the sages heart. which in turn makes me think again of those concepts where the last fight with the moon didnt go that badly->no one has a reason to stay together at the manor->akira probably only befriends the ppl there+arthur. like at the end of the day (to me !) it feels very, Because the situation is what it is, and Because akira takes care to listen to them, they end up building that trust. its all about love !!!!!! (akira nvr orders anyone either its always a question......

#stardust speaking ! #also cuz i think its funny when akira met up with the northern wizards w/ vincent and the first thing #akira did was compliment them & tell them they were scared of them to put them in a good mood #and then vincent goes 'who is the strongest' and akiras all '?!!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!??!?!?!?!STOP!?!?!?!?' SISJSKWKWKQNAKJD #vincent & owen talking about arthur was unreal btw. also snow getting angry &white going 'beloved brother he literally agreed use ur ears' #those first chs truly was a rollercoaster in feelings. i was thinking aboit them cuz i was gonna start rereading but #ive been so busy today..T_^ tmrw maybe #other things ive been thinking about is that scene when shylocks heart starts burning and akira is so distressed #'what if u put ur hands on his chest maybe' (akira does it in panic to the rests despair) #'im used to burning' faust u............ough that being the part when he uses akiras name too #WHEN I REREAD IM GONNA NOTE DOWN when they use akiras name. important info (to me #also i get shylock being mad at oz but also it gets me so Woah & excited considering he #kinda Very Much Knows oz almost killed murr. makes me dizzy. but u go shylock #theres sm drama within the first half alone like theres no way akira Didnt cry more. considering they cried when #all the stress was over at the end of 2nd anni. pt2 start is TERRIBLE (positive)

[belovedyandere]

Hello, I've been thinking about this for a while. What do you think about yandere soldier?

cw. blackmail, killing, masturbation, military themes, sexual themes, stalking, surveillance, switch yandere x gender neutral, yandere themes

the yandere soldier can be intense once you’ve captured his heart. consider this soldier has been through strict disciplinary training that heavily effected his mental and emotional state. all of their previous training kicks in the instant they meet you, speak to you, and observe you. the urge to fight for you, protect you, and guard you reaches new heights, and it is excruciating for them if they are unable to do so.

you can be a fellow soldier, a nurse/aid, a lieutenant or general. it will be bad if it’s one in their department that allows you to be with them like a soldier, chief or sergeant. if you are a soldier, they will never be able to leave your side. you can report them for stalking, harassment, anything under the sun and the soldier will find a way to get out of punishment and return to you without complaint. blackmail always does the trick. at night is especially strange and frightening. he finds ways to be near your bunk bed, and he will watch you with the utmost attention. finding every detail on your sleeping body, almost always becoming aroused but stopping themselves from approaching you. they need to protect you, and only when you accept them as yours will they take you in their arms and bring the pleasure and attention you deserve. that doesn’t stop them from pleasing themselves while having their eyes solely on yours though.

there is a unnatural panic when it comes to the battlefield and you’re there to do what you were trained to do. they will be killing anyone they deem a threat to you without mercy, and at one point may use another soldiers body as a shield to protect you from incoming attacks. there will be carnage when the soldier sees you fighting. you can’t be harmed, you just cant. they won’t allow it. they will be in absolute despair and disappointment if they see you injured. it will send them into a blind rage, protecting your injured body while skilfully killing every single enemy. they’ll hold you all the way to the medics, and stay by your side, holding your hand and feeding you themselves until you’re discharged. nothing can keep them away from you, especially when injured.

because the soldier isn't there 24 hours a day, it's a little easier to manage your daily obligations if you're a nurse or an aid. the soldier considered switching departments so that they could be with you all day every day, and they could if they wanted; it's always easy to bend authority to their will. they, however, decided against it. you're an emergency nurse, so you'll be treating people who can't even speak to you, and even if they could, you'd be too preoccupied with treating them. plus, they've already assigned a few of the head nurses to keep an eye on you. when they return from training or battlefield, their immediate place to go is you. you can be busy tending to those wounded and they will sit patiently waiting for you to come to them. at some point they would allow themselves to be injured just to have you touch them, look again then with worried eyes and give them attention they crave from you.

i can also picture them becoming a bottom if their beloved has strong, leader-like characteristics. i imagine the soldier will become more obedient if their darling exercises command and has a dominating demeanour, strongly similar to that of their sergeants. however, once their thoughts of you take over their entire body, their obedience is almost always temporary.

as a lieutenant or commander, you demand and expect respect and obedience from your soldiers. and that you shall receive from your yandere soldier. but they will be in the sidelines controlling certain situations to always have you by them. they will always find a way to be under your command, if they weren’t in the dane troops as you, then they are now. you want something from them? yes, they’ll do it. ask more from them, no matter how silly the demand is, they just want you to need their assistance.

if you’re a standard civilian, then i imagine that the soldier has finished their years in the army and have met you when they were fresh out of the army. they have less control but that doesn’t faze them, they can never stop because it’s you. it will always be you. surveillance will come into play, they will have extensive knowledge of your routine or places you often go to. your home becomes their home once they know every dust-filled corners. they will become your new neighbour and eventually will do everything to have at least one interaction with you everyday, even if it’s small.

if you've become their significant other, then oh boy will they go all out in the bedroom. they’ve held themselves back for so long, waiting so patiently for the day when the two of you will be together. i see this going two ways. one will be them making love to you— they're soft, delicately kissing every area of your body while body worshipping you, all while you enjoy pleasure devoted to you. they long to be connected to you, thus they will kiss you throughout, never wanting to break the connection but only so you can take a breath. the second will be more desperate— clinging to your body and refusing to allow you leave the bed or have any space between the two of you. it makes no difference to them if you need to go to the restroom. they're more fast paced, but that doesn't imply they'll be finish anytime soon. no, they can’t. they don’t want to finish. they need more of you, more time. they want to watch your eyes pool with the pleasure that they give you. you can keep going right?

overall the yandere soldier is a yandere that is extremely hard to get rid of, even if you have another yandere that has interest in you. yandere soldier sees you as their mission in life, serving you with the utmost loyalty and love no other soldier can compare to. throughout the time they interact with you, you slowly become their will to live. without you there is nothing, but with you they have everything. yandere soldier will forever be your soldier, protecting you and killing for you. they love you, and that love is deadly to whoever has their heart.

i wish nothing but the best of luck and the mercy of every god of every pantheon to those who have caught the eye or the heart soldier.

#yandere soldier #soldier #gender neutral yandere #gender neutral reader #male reader #female reader #yandere switch #soldier smut #yandere

[cassandraclare]

Various q’s, necromancy, Thomas and shadows

herondaisies said: is it possible that james will help thomas and alastair’s relationship develop? james has shown signs that he might be the first one to (forgive) alastair, and i love the possibility of james helping his (hopefully) future brother in law ☺️

James is in an odd place because he’s stuck between Cordelia, who would of course like him to be helpful to Alastair, and his friends, who are furious at Alastair. Also you are assuming James knows Alastair likes Thomas, which I can only say that as of the beginning of the book, he definitely doesn’t. Maybe he finds out. :) I’d like to think he’d be helpful if so, but he’d have to believe that Thomas wanted him to be.

wendysx said: Hi Cassie, I would like to know if we will get more chapters about Jesse, I love him with all my heart and I would love to see more of him.

And you will!

fairstalrs said: why do matthew and cordelia take a road trip?

Because Matthew is the only one with a car. :) (And they’re seeking a magical item.)

cjfritos said: Will James's power be explained more? I find it very confusing as the turning to shadow is a side effect of seeing the other world (which is his power) yet he can turn to shadow without seeing the other world. And he supposedly cant control it but has done it many times. Also could we get a Jordelia snippet soon 🙏

Well, actually that’s a bit backwards — seeing the other world is a side effect of turning to shadow rather than the other way around. And indeed, while he has willed himself into shadow in the past — and practiced controlling the power with Jem — that doesn’t mean he can always control it. I would also note that Chain of Iron makes clear James doesn’t just have one specific “shadow” power; he has a connection to Belial that plays out in a bunch of strange magic ways, most of which are not necessarily a beneficial or controllable power but just weird stuff that happens to him because of his connection to Belial. It plays out with Lucie, too: she can see Jesse while nobody else, even James, can, because of her connection to Belial  (a connection James shares, but which doesn’t play out the same way with him) which is separate from but connected to her general command-the-dead power.

As for Jordelia,  I am genuinely running out of non-spoilery stuff! Not all snippets, even if they’re just a sentence or two, are created equal. You can ruin a whole book just by sharing a sentence, if the sentence is key to the plot. So I racked my brain a bit and decided this might work ;-) 

Cordelia hesitated. James’s hands were firm and gentle on hers; she knew he would always be this way, gentle and determined, kind and thoughtful. Her heart beat hard and treacherous inside her chest. He had not been gentle in the Whispering Room. Not gentle with his hands on her body and his lips on hers. That had been the James she wanted, her one glimpse at the James she could not have.

Only two more weeks!

mrswillherondale: Hi Cassie, I just finished my reread of Chain of Gold and the whole necromancy issue with Lucie/Grace/Jesse made me wonder: Will anyone be upset at Lucie and Grace for trying to raise Jesse instead of someone else, like Grace’s parents, or Lucie’s grandparents, or Barbara Lightwood? Will Thomas be angry?

*blink* No. Wow, no. I mean, mostly people will be upset at Lucie and Grace for trying necromancy at all. Second, the only reason they are trying it on Jesse is because he is not literally dead. He has both a consciousness that continues to exist, and a body he could return to. It is a matter of joining up that consciousness and the body, which both still exist in our world, rather than trying to bring back someone whose consciousness has long ago been extinguished, and whose body has been burned to ash. So what they’re doing is not what Ty (with terrible results) tried to do in Queen of Air and Darkness, and anyone who knows them and is reasonable (and Thomas is reasonable to a fault — even Will is reasonable!) would understand that.

Thirdly, necromancy isn’t just a bad idea because it’s bad for the necromancer. It’s a bad idea because it’s potentially really bad for the person they’re trying to raise. There is every chance that necromancy can go horribly wrong. If they were to try it on Barbara, she could be brought back as a zombie, someone possessed by a demon, or in terrible screaming permanent agony. With Jesse, they have an opportunity to do what they’re doing with someone who is aware of the risks and can consent to it. Thomas (and/or Will, or Grace’s relatives) would absolutely be furious with Lucie, and by extension Grace, if they did try to bring back Barbara/Will’s parents with their rinky-dink necromantic attempts. Not the other way around.

rhosyncymreig said: Hi! Can you share with us something about Thomastair? (Non-spoilery of course)

I haven’t shared a ton about Thomastair because anything about them is spoilery. We left them not speaking to each other, so even indicating that they have had a conversation is potentially spoilery. All I can really do — especially so close to the book release — is say that yes, they do talk FRAUGHTLY, and share this particular piece of Cassandra Jean art, a scene from COI of Thomas walking away from Alastair’s house in Cornwall Gardens.

ETA: My inbox isn’t open at the moment because DEADLINES, but I will open it up this week — keep an eye on Twitter — and again after COI comes out, for questions!

#thomastair #jordelia #the last hours #chain of iron #chain of gold

[an-emovision]

ℍ𝕪𝕕𝕣𝕠 𝔸𝕣𝕔𝕙𝕠𝕟 ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣

A/N: Ive had this in the making for awhile. They arent even out yet and i can already tell that the hydro archon is gonna be beautiful, cant wait for Fontain in general honestly. Pairings: none Warnings: slight violence, This is just me having fun, you dont have to agree with the things im saying here. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ - You are the Hydro Archon, ruler over Fontain the land of justice. -This being said you undoubtedly have a strong sense of justice, righting wrongs and such -Your region is by far the most put together, no civil wars or fighting in general really. Aside from the adventurers and the fatui being trying to be sneaky the only conflict that ever happens is in the court room. -A young legal adviser by the name of Yanfei visits your lands often. she wants to "become well versed in Fontains complex legal system" that's what she told the traveler when they arrived anyway. -You find her company pleasant, she helps resolve issues and loopholes that may present themselves in your complex documents. -Speaking of documents, the most common place to find you is locked up in your office in your sizable mansion located in the middle of the city you call home. -Though you don't particularly enjoy signing documents for hours on end it is your job as the top lawyer and archon of your region. -As for your relationship with the other Archons? well... -Everything between you and the Taritsa is a business transaction, nothing more. Hydro and Cryo is a deadly combination wouldn't you say? well during the archon war it certainly was. You allow her harbingers into your lands to wander and do as they wish and she doesn't take your gnosis, simple as that. -The Raiden Shogun tolerates your cheeky 'know it all' behavior. Ei on the other hand adores you, unlike your fellow archons you are very skilled in the kitchen and on the occasion that you find yourself in Inazuma you make sure to bring her the finest sweets from Fontain. -You and the green bard now known as Venti are practically best friends, He visits you in Fontain very very often, in fact he's the one that gets you out of your office half the time, reminding you that sleep is necessary even for a deity. -The late Shogun had once thought that the two of you were in a romantic relationship, given how close the two of you are. -You once feared Morax, in fact you still do. He is the strongest of the seven, even without his gnosis he could wipe out a good portion of Tyvat out with a single wave of his hand and thats not even counting what he could command his remaining Adepti to do. -You had explained to the Traveler when they asked you about the other archons that Zhongli wasn't always as sweet and as kind as he is today. You had to explain that he was once Morax, god of wealth and contracts who showed no mercy even to the ones he called friends. -He had almost killed you, beat you within an inch of your life and left you there. You did your best to avoid him after that -You are familier with the Adepti -Specifically Moon Carver, you had the pleasure of enjoying his company a few times. -You once met the Hydro Yaksha, she was kind and to this day you wish you could've spoken to her again. -The conqueror of demons was the first adeptus you ever met, the conversation was short but nice. From the interaction you found Xiao to be kind in his core, but after his karmic debt finally caught up to him along with the loss of the people he called family he had built up so many walls it was as it he wasn't even the same person anymore. -You dont enjoy spending time in Celestia, its silent, lifeless. The land of higher beings isnt really as enjoyable as mortals make it seem. -To the travelers dismay because you dont spend time in Celestia that means you had no clue who this "Sustainer of heavenly principles" was.

#x reader #sfw #ff #genshin impact #zhongli #genshin impact venti #genshin ff #genshin headcanons #headcanon #hydro archon #genshin fanfic #genshin #raiden genshin impact #raiden shogun #raiden ei #gi baal #genshin xiao #adepti #X reader #reader #genshin zhongli #genshin morax

[kiwikipedia]

In Where Plo's Sticker Habit Saves More Than Morale

Chapter 1: The Pros And Cons Of Point Giving

Chapter Summary: The Pros are that teamwork and positivity ride high. The cons are that the Pack doesn't know if they can count a thumbs up as equal to a sticker or if it should be more points.

Rating: T (Language)

Fandom: Star Wars: The Clone Wars (References to the Prequels)

Pairing: Kit Fisto/Plo Koon (Heavily Implied/its there and i guess no one comments on it), Anakin/Padme (But literally who didn't know that)

Extra Notes: Also on AO3 || AO3 Series Index || Original Post on my Writing Account

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Me, creating another fanfic out of the blue? more likely than you think.

forewarning, the consistency of using full vs partial names (either given or last) is next to inconsistent with everyone except like. Anakin, Obi-wan, Kit, and Ahsoka. I don't know why but sometimes my brain goes "it cant be just Shaak in this sentence. it has to be Shaak Ti"

And just like Turning Tides, this series will have a number of further notes at the end on top of my usual ending notes. These are totally optional, they just explain my writing process and why I chose certain points to put in. On AO3 this is posted under the series with the same name on my profile.

Is this somewhat crack taken seriously? yes. It's based on a post I made and the following conversation made via reblogs. Not sure if I'll have an actual update schedule for this one since its a more "at my leisure" thing at the moment

Edit: Hiiii just a reminder to yall that this is a repost from when i originally posted it on my writing account around a year ago. As of right now, a lot of my past ideas have changed but I didn’t want to change the original writings when i reposted! either way, enjoy the story!

No one's quite sure when it started, but everyone in the GAR (and some outside of it too) is aware of it.

'It' being the sudden appearance of a colorful (sometimes not, black isn't exactly the most colorful thing in the galaxy) and quite silly looking adhesive image attached to one's personal belongings— or even on their person.

And 'it' also being the sudden appearance of a certain High Council Jedi to hand you said adhesive image.

Jedi Master Plo Koon called them "stickers" and for as long as anyone could remember, he had been doing his task of handing them out as a sign of congratulations, of a job well done.

(x)

It was no surprise to anyone to hear Echo and Fives getting into a debate again— it was quite normal among the 501st, really. Everyone was used to it because that was just a sibling thing to do. It was something batchmates did and no one minded. That said, this time Anakin wasn't really sure what it was the two were going on about.

As he and Ahsoka walked over to the two ARC Troopers, he caught wind of the words "104th" and "Sticker Chart", which was already something that perked his interest no matter the context.

The 104th, aside from being known as one of the most fiercely protective Battalions (and one of the most likely to take any stray Clones in), was a battalion that always had something interesting going on within their ranks— outside of combat, of course.

(Or at least, according to some of the other Clones. Rex seemed to know the ins and outs of the Wolffepack.)

Glancing to his Padawan, who shrugged in return, the two of them approached the two clones— well, five, really, Hardcase and Jesse were sitting back and watching the two argue while Rex shook his head.

"What's going on here, Rex?" Ahsoka asked and Echo whirled around to both salute and speak to them. Rex didn't have time to respond, just shaking his head still as Echo cut in.

"General, commander!" he greeted before launching into his question. "Can we have stickers when we do a good job on missions?"

That made both Master and Padawan blink, looking at each other before back to the clones. They both knew what Stickers were— hell, they had gotten a number of them before from the so-called Sticker Giver when they were both initiates— but they had no idea where this had come from.

(The truth was that the two of them were still getting stickers, Ahsoka got them for basically breathing in Master Plo Koon's vicinity. Anakin got them for when "you haven't been outrageously reckless, young Skywalker. Congratulations on a mission well done" and also for out-snarking Obi-Wan, which was a reward in and of itself usually)

"I don't really have an issue with doing that, I'll have to see if I can get some from Master Plo Koon," Anakin started when he realized he had been silent for too long and Echo and Fives were still looking at him with expectant and curious looks. "But where did this idea come from?"

Fives sighed, shifting his weight onto his other foot and crossing his arms. "Echo here caught wind of the 104th's 'Good Behavior' board. Apparently, every week, General Koon gives stickers to his battalion every time a mission goes well."

"Master Plo gives out stickers if you do anything that betters yourself in a good way in front of him," Ahsoka pointed out with a chuckle before blinking in realization. "Wait, Master Plo's battalion has a what?"

"Is the 104th a dog pack that needs a good behavior chart or something?" Anakin asked at the same time. Rex snorted.

"General, they are called the Wolffepack, remember?" he pointed out and Anakin sighed.

"I'll see about getting some from Master Koon," he said, shaking his head.

Ahsoka and Echo— and Tup, who was listening in, apparently— cheered.

(x)

Every Bendunday was, for the most part, always a wild day in the 104th and no one ever believed anyone who told them as such. Of course, the 104th had a reputation to uphold outside of the barracks— a reputation of a battalion who was fiercely protective and all teeth and claws to enemies. A reputation that made some initiates scared of their General by default, though it wasn't as if Plo Koon was looking to take on a padawan a the moment.

(They weren't so frightened to climb up next to him as he meditated or so frightened that they wouldn't ask him for a story about the one time Wolffe and the others suffered through a certain golden droid's story.)

Still, the reputation that the 104th— that the Wolffepack— garnered made people who didn't know Plo Koon and the 104th personally wonder if Kit Fisto was insane when he talked about having fun with them when he wasn't on duty.

The Nautolan really didn't know what was so far-fetched about it, though.

Really, the Clones were just teens and early twenty-somethings in standard years. The only difference is that they were stuffed in adult bodies and forced to act like perfect little soldiers for the Jedi and the Republic.

Kit knew that Plo Koon, gods above bless his compassionate heart, never would've ordered his men to do something like that.

"If you can save yourself, save your vod, save innocents, do it before you attempt to save me."

He remembered hearing the older Jedi Master say as such the first time they worked a joint mission. He knew that because he treated his battalion like his sons, the pack's downtime was never boring. Especially since Sinker decided that it was a good idea to put a giant (and by giant, Kit does mean wall to wall giant, over a hundred clones' names had to fit across the top of it) page of flimsiplast across one of the walls of the barracks' break-room like rooms.

(Kit thinks that they were originally made for planning, but Plo was more likely to do a mission brief in the large common area so all of his men knew what was going on.)

Sinker had shared the reason for his suggestion, of course. Armor could be shattered, broken, and tossed out. And water and sand and dirt could get into them, the stickers— those the little mementos and gifts from their general for a job well done— would get ruined that way. With the board, the stickers could stay undamaged.

Some of the clones, of course, still had some on their armor, sometimes they were too hard to peel off and stick on the board. And of course, what counted as a job well done was anything under Coruscant's four moons.

(Kit knows. Kit's gotten a few for muttering that Mace was pissed during one of the council meetings. Plo had slipped him a sticker depicting a cartoony Talz on it the moment Mace turned to talk to Saesee.)

But it was the noise that made Kit poke his head into the break-room. A debate was going on between a number of the vod with Commander Wolffe right in the center of it. In truth, it wasn't just the noise that drew him— the debate was loud in the 104th's barracks, but it wasn't like he could hear them all the way in the 272nd— but rather the fact that he was looking for the said commander.

He had been sent on his way over by one of the 104th's medics— his name was Ghost and he kept trying to sneak up on Kit, hence the name— who had known why he was at the 104th while they were on leave from the front. Or at least had a suspicion. It was always hard to tell with that one.

Still, if Ghost or any of the others didn't know where he was, then Commander Wolffe normally knew where Plo Koon had taken off to if Kit couldn't find him himself. And Ghost hadn't known this time so he had sent him to find Wolffe.

So, with all that said, Kit really hadn't had any trouble finding the room that Ghost was talking about.

"—Look, all I'm sayin' is that I have the most stickers this week," The Commander of the 104th was saying and the Nautolan Jedi blinked.

What in the sweet name of Chaos were the Troopers talking about this time?

Sure, Kit knew all about Plo Koon's sticker-giving habit (who didn't?), but despite that, he had no idea what Wolffe was talking about, really.

He, himself, had gotten more than a few over the time the two of them were serving on the Council together. Though in the beginning, Kit was certain that half of them were to make him feel more comfortable with serving with the Mace Windu.

(Of course, Kit had been nervous at first! Unlike some of the other Knights, Kit hadn't really talked with Windu prior and he was famous. For various reasons, and he had admired the other Master's strength. Though now Kit could plainly state that those reasons were overblown and Mace Windu's so-called "steely gaze" was because he was suffering internally.)

Sinker seemed to be the only one who had noticed his appearance as Kit stepped into the break-room. Everyone else in the room (only about seven others) were busy either taking part in the debate or watching it.

Still, the white-haired clone gave him a slight salute before moving over to him.

"Good to see you, General Fisto," he greeted— Sinker always was more casual about greeting him. Once again, because of the 104th reputation, one wouldn't have expected the easy-going Kit Fisto to get along with the serious and fierce Wolffepack, but here he was.

Besides, it wasn't as if Kit was super subtle about how he treated their General. More subtle than Anakin would ever be (seriously, he didn't know the kid well but even he knew he either had the hots for or was already in a relationship with that senator from Naboo) but still, he wasn't that subtle.

Maybe he got let off the hook because he was naturally friendly and flirtatious. But either way, he was glad that Sinker felt at ease enough to act as casual and friendly towards him the same way that he was with Plo and the rest of the Pack.

"Nothing much, Sinker," Kit told the trooper, waving his hand in an 'at ease' motion, though he was already dropping his arm. "Any idea where your General might be?"

Sinker blinked, thinking for a moment before shrugging and smoothing down a wrinkle in his grey-colored, casual clothes. Well, uniform, really.

"He should be back soon," Sinker started with a hum. "Said he was going to…" he made a gesture with his hand. "Do something."

In other words, he wasn't in the barracks and Sinker had no idea where he was. Kit sighed but gave the Clone a slight grin.

"No matter, friend," he said easily, crossing his arms as he looked past him at his brothers.

"And I'm sayin' that you're an asshole," Boost was saying to Wolffe and honestly that was a bit fun to see as the two faced off.

Sinker glanced back as well. "Arguing over who won bragging rights for tonight," he explained without prompting, grinning a bit. "Boost's just sore since he has nothing more to go off of than what's on the board."

And considering what was on the board was a large number of stickers, Kit was curious about what exactly "anything more" could mean.

"But did Plo-Buir give you candy, Commander?" a Clone that Kit thinks had the name Comet (though he wasn't a hundred percent sure) shot back and he raised a nonexistent brow at the mando'a term. And grinned.

Now he had something more to throw in Plo's face whenever the Kel Dor was down (about his age, or his appearance, or not being able to keep people safe enough, or whatever got the older Jedi down) to probably cheer him back up.

Force knows that the Clones wouldn't be able to call Plo Buir to his face until the war was over.

"How about them pastries, bark-boy?" Warthog added on, arm slung around Comet's shoulders. "I think I win this one, this week, Commander."

"Wait if we're counting those Iced Doughnuts then I'm definitely in as a contender, those weren't just yours, 'hog," another Clone spoke up, brows furrowed.

"Check the datapad, Cable!" a second called and the clone before grunted.

"But I'm right here."

"Not talking about you, Data."

"We need a better name for you."

Kit chuckled, tilting his head a bit as the clone called 'Cable' looked up from the datapad they had been idly scrolling through. Sinker seemed just as amused as his vod scrunched his nose up a bit.

"Do we have a record of the extra actions buir has done this week?" 'Data' asked, arms crossed and Kit leaned against the wall by the door, settling down to watch the Wolffepack debate some more. Sinker did the same, apparently resigned to not winning this week. That or he knew he was winning and didn't want to spoil the fun yet.

"At various times this week, General Koon gave Decker a folded-paper star, Jumper got pats on the back, and I think Nex got a tunic," Cable started to read off, "Oh and Warthog and Data's pastries, though those were shared between them, Blink, Sweetie, and Ghost. Chilled and Wolffe both ate lunch with Buir, and Bell and Tine both got a thumbs up. And Comet got candy."

Cable paused, hitting a few buttons before shrugging. "But even with the conversion chart… Wolffe's still ahead of Warthog and Nex by two stickers."

Groans and yells erupted from the group, along with Wolffe grinning like a mad man with a shout of "I told you so!" directed at Boost. He saw Data sigh and shake his head, patting Warthog on the shoulder with a mutter of "guess we'll tell the others once Boost and Wolffe are done arguing" and Sinker snorted before snapping to attention as the door slid open— though none of the other clones seemed to hear it.

Kit glanced over his shoulder as Plo Koon stepped in, a brow raised behind his goggles.

"And what is going on in here?" the Kel Dor asked and Kit just chuckled. Sinker dropped his salute with a slight shrug.

"Sticker chart, General," he told him. "Just counting up the totals."

Plo Koon hummed, though with his mask it sounded like a reverberating rumble— almost purr-like and it made Kit a bt giddy inside.

"How close was the score this time?" the elder Jedi asked.

"Wolffe won by two stickers over Warthog and Cable, I think," Kit offered, "Whatever that means."

"Ah."

The two Jedi Masters lapsed into silence before Plo Koon glanced at him. "Was there something that you needed me or the 104th for, Master Fisto?"

Ha! As if the Kel Dor didn't know why he was there.

Ah, but then again, Plo was more reserved than Kit was, and he respected that. At this point, he wasn't sure if Plo Koon was just interpreting the Code differently than the others, or if he was straight up ignoring part of it. He also had no idea how many of Plo's "boys" knew or not— because Shaak Ti did and he was pretty sure Mace and Yoda did too, but once again, no one really said anything about it.  Maybe it was because neither of them were obsessive over the other— or that Plo Koon would literally take a blow from the GAR, because over half the Clones would follow him if he had to leave the Order.

Kit chose to wave off the question instead, however. "Nothing pressing," He told him easily. "My attempt to bother Mace into another duel was thwarted by one of his migraines and I prefer to not be on the business end of his lightsaber."

Another hum came from the Kel Dor before tilted his head a bit. "We should go and check on him, perhaps."

"Hey, I just said that I don't wanna be on the other end of his lightsaber," Kit huffed, but Plo paid him no mind as he turned and opened the door again.

"Oh and Sinker?" Plo Koon called after they had stepped outside of the meeting room, glancing over his shoulder. "Give Wolffe my congratulations."

"Yes sir!"

Sinker grinned as the door slid closed as Kit followed Plo out despite his earlier comment about not wanting to deal with Mace Windu, hands swinging in an at ease manner at his side.

He fell in step with the older Jedi easily, sparing a glance down at the smaller male next to him. In comparison to him, though, Plo's hands were resting inside the sleeves of his robes, clasped before him as he walked. He faced forwards again, humming a bit as they walked.

He blinked suddenly, as a thought came over him and he turned to look back down at Plo again.

"Hey, you haven't given me a sticker in a while."

Plo Koon snorted. "Oh please, Kit," he said back loftily. "You know that's a lie."

Kit only grinned. "Yeah. But I still want one. And maybe something else too."

The Kel Dor only hummed. "Perhaps if you don't cause trouble during the Council Meeting tomorrow."

"My version or your version of causing trouble?"

"No bringing live fish into the meeting and eating them while staring Obi-Wan in the eyes, he has enough on his plate, don't give him another reason not to sleep."

"It was one time!"

"One time too many, Kit."

Hey im PloKit trash because I love my boys and thats the fucKING TEA.

Anyways, Plo's age is funky at best. Dorin has a really similar rotation to the standard one, Plo states hes 382 in Kel Dor Years (Dorin years), but Plo is apparently accepted to be Qui-Gon's age? I don't get it. Math is hard. IMO, Plo's very old but that's a discussion for later.

Further Notes:

In Numerology, Water generally corresponds to the vibrations 2, 7, 22 and sometimes 1 and 8. From what i can find, Kit didn't have an official squadron, but Monnk's Company is assigned to him for the battle of Mon Cala. If they were his official company or not, I have no idea, but here they are because I love All Of The Clones. They also had no number, hence the 272. So now Kit's got a Company in the 272th.

WAS NO ONE GONNA TELL ME THAT KIT'S 6'4" THOUGH? I THOUGHT HE WAS LIKE 5'7" OR SOMETHING

Also yes, there are going to be a number of oc clones because not everyone in the battalions and such are named.

edit: I've made some adjustments to the timeline because as Ive been writing it I decided I wanted Plo and Kit's relationship to be pre geonosis in the start and Kit wasn't on the council until after TCW started

#Penguin Writes: Plo Koon's Sticker AU #Penguin Writes: Star Wars #Penguinkiwi Writes #Star Wars #Star Wars: The Clone Wars #Star Wars: The Expanded Universe #Star Wars The Prequel Trilogy #Plo Koon #Kit Fisto #PloKit #104th attack battalion #Commander Wolffe #Sergeant Sinker #Clone Trooper Sinker #Clone Trooper Boost #Clone Trooper Warthog #Corporal Comet #501st battalion #Ahsoka Tano #Anakin Skywalker #Clone Sergeant Data (PKOCs) #Sergeant Cable (PKWSW) #Arc Trooper Echo #Arc Trooper Fives #Captain Rex #Clone Trooper Tup #Commander Ghost (PKWSW) #Penguinkiwi OCs

[jangofctts]

pls tell us all about your ocs im beGGIN

aHH ok a couple people asked so!!!!! also ive included some of my drawings!! (tIS BELOW THE CUT)

oK SO STARTING OFF WE HAVE commander blanche!

hE’s a bit Cold and Stern but he’s a softy!!! his squadron (sunburst squadron) is a nIGHTMARE to run. it’s like herding cats dhsksn. his eye and his hair are from like a genetic mutation and nO HE DIDNT DYE IT OK?? tbh i still need to flesh him out more but he just wants to bring all his men home safe, will throw himself into battle wiTHOUT hesitation and just rad guy dhdkdn

next we have sgt. blue!

he’s.,.,.sO Tired. boy’s been through it. the scar across his face is from jumping between his general and a dark side force user, HE HAS A HEART OF GOLD AND SOMETIMES DOESNT THINK THINGS THROUGH WHEN IT COMES TO DANGER BUT he baby. again i nEED TO FLESH HIM OUT MORE BUT DHSKSN

ok nEXT we have our lovely sharpshooter, sweets!

he’s Very Shy. he’s the youngest in the squadron but was bumped up into sunburst squadron bc of his skill. he doesn’t like talking much so he’ll pat your arm or grab his brother’s shoulders to get their attention. when he does speak, it’s very soft spoken and gentle. he got in trouble a lot when he was a cadet for trying to befriend the service droids or little animals he would find. if you mention something you like, like a certain type of flower or necklace, WHATEVER he does kinda have....sticky fingers...so he’ll just Snatch the thing you like unprompted and then later he’ll just shove it into your hands and walk away. 1000/10 deserves a kith

oKiE next we have kamikaze (kaze or kami for short) and jaws.

so kamikaze or kami OR kaze for short—he’s the pilot! earned is name for a reason bc this boy is fuckin WILD with piloting. he likes to brag that he’s the best pilot in the GAR which—idk you’re gonna have to judge that yourself. bc yeah he always makes it out alive whethet or not his ship is all but bLOWN UP but—he’s cocky and you might end up loosing your lunch since he tends to do a lot of barrel rolls or made up stunts. he’s a sweetheart tho, after you push aside the cocky and happy go lucky attitude. he’s super hyper most of the time so the squad likes to joke that he has designated nap time dhdjdbd

jaws!!! JAWS MY BOY—he got his name because one time he almost got eaten by a nexu the day after being promoted from cadet. he’s a Flirt, but gets awkward when you flirt with him back. he loVES holodramas or holonovels and therefore a hOpeLESS romantic rvdkdb unfortunately he some how believes that bad pick up lines work,?,,,?! he has some wild scars on his back and will have nO HESITATION to show you the nexu teeth marks. he has a tendancy to “adopt” little creatures or encourage sweets to steal one so That is an Issue

then fuse!

can you....guess..,.what he enjoye? if you guess setting shit on fire/blowing things up then yUh. the reason he has different colored tattoos is because he was originally from another squadron but was reminded too many times and he was sort of Forced out. FORTUNATELY the general transfered him in sunburst squadron and let’s him be the explosives guy. he’s also very hyper and gets ALONG GREAT with kamikaze—a little too well fhdkd the chaos bros for sure. he’s super rambunctious/loud, isnt shy to tell you what he thinks—even those in higher command. he gets in trouble for it but he has a heart of gold and means well!

and then the medic!! void

vOid is Tired....sO TIRED OF DEALING WITH fuse and kamikaze’s cOUNTLESS stupid injuries. he’s the Mom friend and will literally run and tackle you if you aren’t drinking water or taking the meds he’s perscibed. arguably the Smartest one in the bunch—at least with common sense fhdkdb he’s bffs with blue and theyre the Mean Girls of the squad, silently judging you always dhsksn. he definitely overworks himself a LOT just because he cant stand to be alone with his thoughts for long or else he starts to fixate on all the lives he couldnt save. he needs a pHat nap and a cup of caf sO PLEASE give him this, he also always has a massive headache due to the bafoonery he must deal with 25/8 dhsksn

ALSO HERES SOME REALLY ROUGH SKETCHES OF MY 90s plASTIC CUP BABIES RHDKDN

also bonus half sketch/comic of ahsoka that im too lazy to finish rhdkdn

#aHhhhh this is so nervewracking omg #ive never posted aRT AHHH DHDKDN #also i know it’s self indulgent but dhsk #ask #keida answers #my art #clone ocs #the clone wars #tcw #star wars oc

[elenamiria]

Obi-Wan Kenobi x Reader x Commander Cody - Kinktober Day 5

Double (or more) Penetration | Master/Slave | Blood/Gore | Tickling

Word Count:  2k (lmaooo my 500 word count goal really just got flung out the window(Also I really hope you guys like it cus it’s my favorite so far))  Warnings: Double penetration, Dirty Talk, Blxwjobs, an*l (fingering and penatration), unprotected s*x, minor exhibitionism and vouyerism, c*mming inside, Codywan, fem reader

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Main Masterlist & Taggies: @legally-a-bastard​

Your face burned hot as you buried your face into Obi-Wan’s neck. Moments ago Commander Cody had knocked on the door to Obi-Wan’s personal quarters to discuss an upcoming mission. At the time you had been eagerly bouncing on Obi’s rock hard cock and didn’t think anything of the interruption until Obi-Wan responded with the instructions for Cody to come in. You had squeaked in surprise and stilled on Obi’s lap, he gave you a sly grin as he wrapped his arms comfortingly around your bare waist. Just before the door had slid open he cooed to you, “Oh come darling, don’t think I miss the way you look at our dashing commander.”

You had stuttered an excuse but as your hot walls fluttered around Obi’s hard length there was no denying that he was right. Cody strolled in, face bare - helmet under his arm, eyes looking down at the data pad he held. He started speaking before looking up, something about a military strategy or whatever - you weren’t paying attention as you were focused on making yourself as small as possible. You did take note of the way Cody’s words faltered and how harshly his breath hitched when he finally looked up. He stammered out a rather incoherent apology and spun on his heel to leave before Obi-Wan called out to him. “You have nothing to apologize for Commander, I did invite you in after all. And if the way our little medic’s pussy is clenching around me I’d say she doesn’t want you to go either. Do you darling?” Your head rose to look Obi-Wan in the eye to make sure he was truly alright with this, when you found nothing but encouragement there you hastily confirmed what your Jedi lover had said, “No, Cody...I’d like you to stay! Please, if you want to.” You heard him shift behind you as you craned your neck to try to look at him. He came into your peripheral vision and his hand gently trailed along your side and up to lightly cup your face. “Are you sure that’s what you want cyare?” You tilted to meet his hand and nodded eagerly, you had always tried to hide your attraction to the commander. Especially whenever he came into med bay and you had to patch up his strong arms or tend to his muscular back but he always noticed how flustered you got and seemed to linger just a while longer than strictly necessary. A pleased rumble came from Cody’s chest as he leaned down to capture your mouth in a fiery kiss, questioning as he pulled away - “How do you want me Cyar’ika?” You looked to Obi-Wan for guidance but he shook his head and softly offered, “We’re both here for you, whatever you want my dear.” You thought for a moment while Cody started shedding his gear and you bit your lip nervously before speaking, “I think I’d like Commander Cody in my...my pussy.” Your face heated at your brazen words and Cody tried, and failed, to suppress a moan that flew free at your words. Obi nodded encouragingly and tenderly questioned, “Would you like me to step aside for a bit while you and Cody get acquainted?” You shook your head before timidly speaking, “I want you too, I...uhm, want you in my ass.” Obi-Wan blushed at your words, mouth forming a little oh, before he nodded and eased you off his lap. He quickly gathered the lube from his bedside and paused as Cody had pulled you into a passionate kiss, enjoying the view for a moment, before sitting down back in his previous spot at the edge of the bed. He and Cody shared a look before he squirted lube onto his fingers giving you the gentle warning that he was going to get you ready for him. Cody centered you, your back to Obi-Wan, promptly distracting you with sweet kisses as his hands roamed your body. He groped at your chest just as Obi-Wan slid a slick finger gently into your tight puckered hole. You shifted a bit but as Cody trailed his mouth down your neck, intent on sucking a mark into your skin, you forgot any nervousness that had filled you. Gently Obi-Wan eased another finger into you causing a small whimper to leave your mouth. His hand soothingly stroked your side as his fingers softly pumped in and out, only when he felt you relax into him did he start lightly stretching your taught muscles out. Cody had made his way down to your chest now and was kissing as well as lightly sucking at your nipples, the sensations surrounding your body in the most pleasurable way. Obi-Wan called your name softly as you shivered when Cody nipped lightly at your tit and he asked if you thought you could take another finger. You nodded and your hands moved to grip Cody’s shoulders tightly as another finger was slipped into you. Your commander rose to capture your lips again, begging for entrance into your mouth, while his hand trailed down to stroke at your clit. Rubbing lightly at you he trailed his fingers down to gather some of the sick that had gathered in between your thighs before using it to swirl his fingers around your clit with ease. You panted as Obi thoroughly stretched you out and Cody distracted you with amorous touches and you finally broke away from his mouth to whine, “Obi, I’m ready. Please I can’t wait any longer, I want you both in me.” Obi-Wan obliged, gently pulling his fingers from you before generously lubing himself up and spreading some more on your tight hole. Cody took a step back to watch as Obi-Wan gently guided your hips back and lined himself up. Ever so slowly you sank backwards, legs trembling as Obi-Wans hard cock slid past your tight ring of muscle and into your ass. Your hands gripped onto his tightly as you slid further onto him, pausing ever so often as the feeling overwhelmed you, until you were sat fully on him. It was as if the three of you had been holding your breath the whole time you were easing Obi-Wan into you and you all let out a collective sigh. Cody whistled at the delectable sight before him as Obi-Wan murmured to you, “Are you alright love? Your not in any pain are you?” You shook your head as finally your grip on his hands loosened, “No, I just feel full. I need a minute to adjust.”

Cody nodded and seemed content to watch but you beckoned him forward. Cody approached, hand coming to stroke your face softly, and your hands left Obi-Wan's to tug down your commander's blacks. As his cock was freed your mouth fell open slightly, he was bigger than you had expected, but you earnestly tilted forward to suck him into your mouth. Cody faltered before a loud groan filled the air, his hips starting a slow rhythm, bucking into your warm mouth. While you were distracted Obi-Wan started to tentatively move until he was sure he wasn't hurting you and then he started a slow teasing pace. You started to moan onto Cody's hard cock and you pulled off with a pop as you nodded and stated, "I'm ready, please Cody - I want you so badly."

Cody shifted backwards as Obi-wan gently helped you to spread your legs. Cody's silky head teased at your dripping cunt and he looked at you one last time for assurance. When you nodded to him his hips canted forwards and he pressed into your tight heat. The three of you let out loud cries and moans at the sensation. You had never felt more full and each hole was tighter than normal from being filled so deliciously. Cody leaned to capture your lips in a warm kiss as he started to pump in and out of your hot cunt. Obi-Wan let out a whimper as he could feel the movement of Commander Cody's cock from within your other hole. Your Jedi started to shift his hips gently back and forth in time with Cody's thrusts and the two sensations clouded your mind, you had never felt so full in your life. As Cody pulled away from your mouth to let out a loud groan and pick up the pace your head fell back onto Obi-Wan's shoulder and your mouth fell open as desperate mewls flew from your mouth. Stuttering out both of their names you felt dizzy with pleasure, spread out on both of their huge cocks. You whimpered as you felt that familiar coil in your lower belly started tightening and both of your men moaned as your holes fluttered around them. Obi-Wan surprised you when he moaned out his Commander's name and Cody's eyes flew open to meet the Jedi's, a soft look filling the brown depths. Cody leaned forward to slot his mouth against Obi-Wan's and as their thrusts synced up the sight of the two of them so eagerly kissing each other sent you spiraling. Both of your holes grew impossibly tighter as you cried out their names in a garbled mess of moaning and sobbing. Tears filled your eyes as you felt fingers at your clit, though you had no idea who's they were, you would later realize it was both of them - their hands intertwined as they toyed with you, working you through your peak. Your vision went all spotty as the two cocks pumping into you sped up, both men seeking their release. At some point they must have broken apart as Cody managed to quietly sputter, "Where do you want us to cum, little medic?" You moaned at the thought of them filling you even more and you quickly gasped out, "Inside, please General, Commander. Please fill me up!" A low growl fell from Cody's mouth at your words and Obi-Wan couldn't help the pleased rumble that came from the use of his title. Cody once again captured Obi-Wan's lips in a passionate kiss as he started to cum, smothering his moan with Obi's mouth. The kiss propelled Obi-Wan over the edge and he too started to paint your insides with his hot cum. Your body thrilled at the feeling of both men filling you up, a shiver running down your spine in aftershock, and the pleased trill that came from your mouth startled you at it’s loudness. You were still so out of it, so thoroughly fucked, you had no idea how long the three of you sat still. Cody was the first to move, gently pulling out of your spent pussy, some of his cum leaking out. Whimpering as he did you grasped behind you at Obi-Wan for comfort. Obi soothingly ran his hands up and down your arms, cooing praises at you. Cody returned to press a soft kiss to your mouth. As you and Obi slowly started to disconnect Cody gathered his clothing, slowly slipping it back on. You looked at him questioningly as his beautiful tan skin disappeared inside his blacks. He looked at you apologetically and gruffly said, "I'm, uh, technically still on duty so I have to go back to the bridge. If you and General Kenobi have the rest of the night off, I'll come back when I'm relieved." Your eyes softened and you nodded understandingly. Obi-Wan hummed behind you, "I do believe both of us are off for the day and I would enjoy your company once you are off for the night as well, what do you say my love?" You nodded enthusiastically and weakly stumbled over to Cody, legs feeling boneless, in order to press a soft kiss to his scarred cheekbone. His furrowed brow softened as he looked between you and Obi-Wan, who was now lounging on the bed, and he nodded as well. "Then I will see both of you in a few hours." He finished dressing and you went to snuggle against Obi-Wan on the bed, giving Cody a small wave as he slipped out the door. Obi stroked your side tenderly as he grinned and quipped, "Well, I think that went rather well." You laughed lightly as you nodded happily, it seemed your duo had become a trio, and you couldn't have been happier.

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[idontknowwhattodoherelmfao]

Deja Vu

Bakugo x fem!Black!reader

Word count; 9.06k

Character count; 40.93k

Genre: Smut

Warnings; AGED UP AU! Everyone is in their 3rd . NSFW, oral (Bakugo receiving), choking, hair-pulling, fingering, vaginal sex, unprotected sex (Don't worry, you're on the pill), aftercare, swearing, light degradation.

A/n; Hello, welcome to my first FINISHED fanfiction. I have a LOT of WIPs saved but I actually finished this one a while ago. I have been really insecure about my writing but after sharing me of it with my sister and my friend, they convinced me to at least try and share it with the people of tumblr. Also, I deeply apologize for any mistakes because most of my fanfiction is written really late at night when i simply cant sleep or a good idea pops in my head so I can barely see my keyboard and my brain is fuzzy. Well, I hope you enjoy and I encourage you to request suggest anything such as headcanons, scenarios or just anything really. Again I hope you enjoy babes.

You. step inside your classroom, ready to start your journey of being a hero. Yet, you're imediantly struck by chaos. "That is extremely disrespectful Bakugo!" "Shut up, you damn extra! Not this again!" "Woah! I'm getting serious deja vu! It's like 1st year all over again!" You just stare in silence. No one pays attention to you until one person looks at you, then another. Soon, everyone is staring at you. "It's chaotic in here, huh?" You chuckle nervously. "Yeah, but it's mostly this guy's fault." A yellow-haired boy points to someone sitting weirdly. "Yeah right! Shut up!" The ash-blonde-haired boy yells. After, his crimson eyes stare at you, piercing your soul. "Well, lookin' forward to this year." You laugh. A cotton-candy girl comes up to you and wraps an arm around your shoulder. "Yep! A lot of stuff happens, but it's really fun nonetheless!" She exlaims enthusiastically. "So, you're the new kid?" She points for your answer. "I'm (Y/n)! I look forward to this year with you." You wave to everyone. Suddenly, your smile falls and your face goes dead-serious. Everyone's expression melts into concern and nervousness. "Now, everyone tell me your names from seating order, from the back left corner to the front right corner!" You command. Surprisingly, everyone obey's, telling you their name. Well, except for 1 person. "I don't have to tell you shit." The same ash-blonde boy states. "I'm surprised everyone else did tell me. Haha! I was totally playing!" You laugh. You walk over to the boy. "Hey, you got spunk. What is your name?" You ask. Crimson eyes soften a little at the surprise, but they quickly turn cold again. "What are you, deaf? I said, I'm not speaking, extra." He huffs. A spiky red-haired boy puts a hand on your back. "He's Bakugo Katsuki. Don't mind him, he's a little hot-headed." He chuckles nervously. "Don't speak for me!" Bakugo yells. "I gotta say, your mom must be psycic or something. Your name totally matches your personality." You scoff. "You just got here. Enlighten me, what do you think my personality is?" He grins smugly. You scoff again, matching his grin. "Well, when you act like that, it's easy to tell, so don't get cocky. You're obviously really strong, which is why you have the right to brag and show off and all of that." You explain. "Are you insulting him or praising him?" Denki says. "Why can't it be both? Praise and respect for being like this, but at the same time, damn bro." you sit down in the nearest chair, which conveniently is your assigned seat. He scoffs and looks away. "What do you know." He mumbles. You cup your face in your hand to look at him. "Aw, don't get grumpy. I'll feel bad." You fake-whine. "I'm not grumpy! And even if I was, if that were to be enough to make you feel bad, maybe you shouldn't be a hero!" He yells. "Hm. You do know that I was joking right? Well, for the most part anyways. I would feel bad, but if this was a real life situation, trust me. I wouldn't feel nearly bad enough to disobey something for you. So don't worry, ya got nothin' to worry about." You pull your bottom eyelid down teasingly. "Shut the hell up." He grumbles. You comply, as the homeroom teacher comes into the class. You cross your legs into the chair, and you see Iida eyeing you from across the room. His eyes shift to beside you, where you see Bakugo doing the exact same thing. His eyes dart to you, as you quickly undo your feet and rest your head on your chair and let out a heavy sigh. "You do that too?" You look at him. "Copycat." He mutters. "Am not. I always sit like this." You whisper-yell. "Yeah right. You tryna be some kinda wannabe rebel or something?" He chuckles. "Rebel? Now, you just pulled that out your ass, didn't ya?" You ask. "No. You're clearly tryna be disrespectful. It's not a good look for you." He smirks. "Doin' this is disrespectful? Since when? It's always been cute to me." You huff. "Are you forein or something, or are you just a dumbass?" He turns his head to you. "Not exactly foreign, but I spent a generous amount of my life in America. I did this all the time there,

it's not counted as disrespectful, in fact people find it rather cute, so what's your excuse?" You put your hand down. He looks away from you. "Thought so, wannabe rebel." You chuckle. The rest of class is normal, and soon enough, the school lunch bell rings. "Hey, mr teach?" You raise your hand while everyone leaves. Well, except for Bakugo, Mina, Kirishima, and Denki because they were being disrespectful and talking during the lesson. You were wondering why Bakugo was caught and not you. For punishment, the disrespectful students had to pack up chairs and sweep the classroom. "Yes, (L/n)?" The teacher responds. "In a normal highschool, we're allowed to leave campus during lunch. Does that apply here?" You ask, looking around. "Yes, you're allowed to leave at any time as long as you fill out a leave campus paper. They're in the teacher's lounge." He points to the door "Go left, at the first turn, turn left, and 3rd door on your right." he explains. "I don't know if i'm leaving, I was just askin'." You say. "Hm, I dunno. Hm." You put a finger to your chin in thoght. "Hey! I'm heling you guys now!" You point to Bakugo, Mina, Denki, and Kirishima. They all give you s confused look. "What? Why would you wanna do this?" Kirishima asks. "Maybe she's a bit weird in the head. Hehe, our first crazy person. Just the icing on the cake, huh?" Denki jokes. "I'm not crazy, just bored." You pick up a broom. "Yeah, I think she's a bit crazy." Mina whispers. "Heard that."  You roll your eyes. "Why're you bein' so quiet, wannabe rebel?" You cock an eyebrow. "Don't call me that!" He yells while raising his fist. "You called me that first." you scoff. "Exactly my point. Who calls someone something they called them first?" He says. "Hm, maybe I can be a trendsetter." You give him a smug smile before sweeping some of the dirt on the floor. Suddenly, Bakugo starts yelling. "You idiots! You're doing this all wrong!" He screams.  He points to Denki. "Where the hell are you sweeping, the wall!?" He points to Kirishima "Stop staring into space!" He points to Mina. "And you're not doing anything! When was this a time for music!?" Mina was drumming her hands on a desk while humming. He pointed to you. "And you're-" He stops midsentence. You lean on your broom. "Go on, what am I doing?" Your face looks serious, but he can tell you're fighting your smile. The corners of your mouth twitch as his cheeks turn a very subtle pink, but you picked it up. "Mhm. too bad for you, I don't get caught lacking." You say sing-songy. "Y'know, if you're so serious about cleaning this place, why don't you do it?" Denki suggests. "Well, you're all punished, so I don't think ya'll can just leave." You laugh. "Maybe we can if someone takes over our spots. Ah? Ah?" Denki nudges your shoulder. "Maybe you're right.." Denki's eyes light up, and everyone looks to you. "It would be faster if you were gone, pea-brain." You sneer. "I mean, I'm happy you'd let me leave, but c'mon! Pea-brain?" You laugh, along with Mina and Kirishima. "How mean!" Kirishima says through fighting snickers. "Haha! It's totally true though!" Mina, on the other hand is guffawing and holding her sides. "Your grades are jsut as bad!" Bakugo yells. "Dang, am I just surrounded by idiots? Studying isn't really that hard." You shrug. "Oh please! How good are your grade!?" She points and huffs. "Me? Eh, not half bad if I do say so myself. Usually above average, but math and history is always a struggle. But at least I can manage to have an A average." You shrug. "A...average!?" Mina dramatically throws herself back. "Yeah. If you guys put some sort of effort into your grades, you'd be the same way." You explain. "Shut up, we need to get this done and over with, you trying to keep us here all day and night!?" Bakugo yells. "My thoughts exactly. Great minds think alike I guess." you roll your eyes and begin sweeping again, glaring at Denki and taking his broom. "Hey!" He says, at your snatch. "Honestly, at this point you're just stalling." "Do something useful for once." Bakugo adds. "Jeez, when did you

become so mean?" He walks away. "I became mean when someone pissed me off." You reply. "What did I do?" He raises his voice a little. "Not much, I don't even really know why I'm kinda pissed at you. Maybe it's your piss hair." Mina points and laughs again. "Everyone here is mean to me." He whines. "Let's hurry up and get this oevr with, I'm getting bored again." you start sweeping a bit faster. "If you're bored, why dont you just leave? No one's stopping you." Bakugo says. "Eh, I dunno, just don't wanna leave I guess." You shrug. "You'd really just rather just stay here and clean? You're pretty weird.." Mina groans. "Hey, you're witnessing a rare sight. I don't really get bored often." You chuckle, and sweep the dust and dirt into Bakugo's pile. "You've been silent, wannabe rebel." You tilt your head in front of his face. "I said stop calling me that, dumbass. You must be deaf." He says. "You got all this talk but you're not doing anything. Try insuliting me when you prove you can do something better than me." You spin around and continue sweeping. Mina and Kirishima are silent for a few minutes. "Hey, me and Kirishima are done, we're gonna dip." Mina finally speaks. Kirishima nods. "Ugh, can I go? (Y/n)'s not letting me do anything!" Denki groans. "Because you do it wrong." You explain. "Yeah, we're gonna head to the cafeteria before they're out of Onigiri!" Mina exclaims. "Hope we're not too late." Kirishima rubs his stomache. "Haha! Good luck with being stukck with Bakugo (Y/n)!" Denki waves his hand and they all run out the room. "God, what did thet even do? Wiped an already clean table?" You scoff, sweeping some more while spinning a little. "Why are you here?" Bakugo questions. "And you're gonna call me deaf? I said because I was bored." You laugh, the noise echoing throughout the classroom. "Now, hurry up, I wanna get out of here." You continue sweeping again, but he stands still. "What now? You forget how to sweep? Here, like this." You slowly sweep, while laughing to yourself again. "Shut the hell up. If you wanna get out of here, why don't you? You like me or something?" He gives you the slyest grin as you growl. "No one else here likes you, why should I?" You copy his grin. "We've all been together since first year, you just got here. What do you know?" His grin fades as he sweeps. "Hey, what's your quirk?" You ask. "Huh? What the hell for?" He yells. "I wanna spar with you!" You beam. "Yeah, OkAy." He says sarcastically as he scoffs. "Tell me your quirk first." He says while sweeping. "Hm." You ponder. "Do you not know what your quirk's name is or something?" Bakugo looks at you, and stops sweeping. "No. My quirk is enhancement. I was just thinking if I should tell you or not." You respond, sweeping yourself. "Enhancement" Bakugo wonders." "Yeah, you know, I can make something or someone really strong, blah blah blah. What's yours?" You ask. "Explosion." He grumbles. "Explosion? Now we gotta spar! I know you're strong, so c'mon!" You say, putting the broom down. "..Fine, but pick your broom up! We're not sparring here, and in case you didn't know, I'm still punished." Bakugo grumbles. "Fine, let's hurry this up then. I don't know how much time of lunch is there." You look at the clock. "Usually, there's about a 50 minute lunch break, we've been out for about 20 or maybe 25. 30 at most." You do the math in your head. "You could have just took the time lunch ends and subtracted it by the amount of time you've been wasting here, extra." Bakugo grumbles. "Well, even if it was 30, we'd still have 20 minutes to spar! That's more than enough time for me to beat you!" You say. "I'll kill you." He grumbles, sweeping a bit faster. You join him, and the room is spotless in no time. "Hurry up!" Bakugo yells at you. "Don't yell at me!" You yell back, jogging after him. You end up at some clearing. Bakugo is stretching his arms and cracking his neck. "1, don't set any tree's on fire. 2.." He gives you a glare. "Hope you have another uniform packed." He smiles to wide his gums are showing. You are in shock a little, but

you smile too. "And same to you." You crack your knuckles. "Actually?" you stop. "What." bakugo stops himself as well. "This time, let's not use our quirks." you say. "Why? You scared that mine is better?" He laughs. "No no, nothing like that. It would be better to spar to better our physical skills first, then we can add quirks later." You say. "Alright, let's just get this over with." He rolls his neck. You both come at eachother at the same time, throwing punches, kicks, and blocking for what seems like forever. You see his hand start glowing, signaling he's about to make an explosion. Most likely to propel himelsef towards you, but still. You grab his wrist and hold it up. "Ah! I said no quirks and you agreed." you point to his hand, as the glow fades. Deku comes up to us, a bit shocked at the scene. "Uhm, lunch is over." He nervously says. Bakugo snatches his wrist back from you, and walks away, sucking his teeth. "This isn't over." He brushes past Deku, who immediantly turns back to you. "Hey, were you fighting?" The green-haired boy rushes over. "Yeah, we were." you shrug. "Are you hurt?" He asks. "Why aren't you asking Bakugo this stuff?" You ask. "He was bullying you, right? I can't believe you stepped up to him though-" Your erupting laughter interrupts him. "A-are you okay!?" He waves his hands. "Oh my god! You thought he was bullying me? I came up with the idea of sparring!" You gasp for air. "You were just sparring?" Deku asks for clarification. "Yeah, didn't you notice he wasn't using his quirk? Well, until the very end, but I stopped him." You catch your breath. "O-oh. i'm sorry I misunderstood." You slap him on the back. "It's all good, it's not your fault Bakugo just gives off that vibe! Welp! Time for class, right?" You begin marching towards the forest, Deku nodding and following suit. While you're walking to class, you replay the sparring match in your head. Your brain stops at one scene, when you grabbed his wrist. You didn't see it before, but now that it's replaying, you see his eyes in your small vision. They were softened, but hostile. You giggle at the thought, to which Deku notices. "What are you laughing about?" He asks. "Just how you thought Bakugo was bullying me." You run in front of him, hoping to catch up to Bakugo. "Hey, Bakugo!" You yell for him, he stops and turns around. "What?" He grumps. "When are we gonna spar next? You said it wasn't over." you explain. "After school, what'd you think I meant, dumbass." Bakugo says. "I thought you meant the same time tomarrow or something, don't get your panties in a bunch." You playfully push him. "Should we reschedule that sparring match to right now?" Bakugo growls. "I dunno, I feel up to another round. This time I'm gonna kick your ass." You smirk. "I'll win in a second. Because next time we spar, we're doing quirks and all." He scoffs. "Now now, didn't you hear the phrase the cockiness killed the cat?" You tease. "I'm not cocky, I just know I'm gonna win." He shrugs. "Mhm, I admire the confidence, but it's just gonna be hilarious when I beat you at this point." You snicker at the thought of his face. "Well, get that thought out of your head because it's not happening." Bakugo lightly smacks the back of your head. "Yes it is! But just because you think you're gonna win, don't try to go light on me!" You point at him. He swats your hand away. "Calm down, I wouldn't dream of it. What made you think I would?" He asks. "You seem like those type of people that would 'pkay with their food' when their prey is especially weak." You say. "Well, that's just inefficient. I'm pretty sure we're late, so hurry your ass up!" He yells as he walks faster. "I could use my quirk and we'd be there in a second." You suggest. "What's your stupid quirk gonna do?" He asks. "Enhancement. I could enhance our legs to make us walk or run faster. But, you'd probably crash into a wall at the sudden change of speed. But I could totally carry you!" You beam. "I'm not getting carried." He walks up the stairs. "Would you rather me drag you by the shirt?" You suggest

jokingly. "No, I'm walking myself. I don't need your help to walk to my damn classroom." He says. "Fine, then I will too. It'll look like i'm showing off if i use my quirk without you." You huff. "DO you see anyone here? No one gives a shit if your showing off." Bakugo says. "Well, I'm not budging, but let's hurry up." You say. "Don't tell me what to do!" He yells after you. When you enter class, surprisingly enough, the teacher's not there. "Lucky ducks! Where were you?" Mina says. "WEre you really sweeping all lunch?" Denki asks afterwards. "We w-" "Well anyways!" Mina interrupts. "I'm totally having a party at Yamomo's! I just need a theme or kind of party. Should it be a rave, or maybe a dance battle!" Mina beams. "How're you gonna throw a party if you don't know what it's gonna be?" You ask. "Well, I don't even know if I'm gonna have it at Yamomo's, but most likely, I will. Maybe I can find an abandoned warehouse instead!" She beams. "Maybe we could have some kind of boxing match like how (y/n) and Bakugo were sparring!" Ochako suggests. "No way, Bakugo would beat everyone in a heartbeat, so there'd be no surprise." Denki objects. "Why don't we have some sort of nightclub vibe?" You suggest. "That's perfect! A nightclub! Purple lights, a dj, it'll be PERFECT! You're a GENIUS (y/n)!" Mina swings her arms around you and squeals. "It just came to mind when I thought of a party." You explain. "Okay! I have everything under control! I'll text you the place and time! I'll set up everything!" Mina shreiks. "You sure you can set up a party by yourself?" Kirishima asks. "I got connections. Leave it to me!" She shows a thumbs up. "Hey (Y/n)! I never got your number. Wouldn't want you not coming." She gives you her phone and you type your number in. She texts you a thumbs up for comfirmation. "Okay class, settle down." The math teacher walks in. "Took him long enough" you mutter. The school day goes by easily, and before you know it, the end of the day bell is sounding. "Hey, Bakugo. Are we really gonna spar now? What if we get the text for Mina's party in the middle of it?" You ask. "Knowing her, it probably won't be till late, to 'set the mood'." He turns off his phone and shoves it in his pocket. "We got time." He walks in front of you down the stairs. "Well, okay. The dorms are this way, right?" You point to a nearvy building. "Yeah, but why're you going there?" Bakugo asks.  "This is my chance to change into more comfortable clothes for better mobility. Also, my only spare uniform might not be able to fit me after the party." You joke.  "You should take this oppertunity too." You suggest as you walk in. After you change, you walk back out, Bakugo's leaning on the side of the building. "Geez, what took you so long?" Bakugo groans. "You just change fast." You stick your tongue out. "And you did your hair?" He scoffs. "Yeah? You didn't?" You say sarcastically. "No winder you took so long, it's like you planned this outfit." He sucks his teeth. "Are you gonna stop staring at my clothes and fight me or what?" You crack your knuckles once more. "Quirks this time, remember?" Bakugo clarifies. "Hell yeah. Wanna time your loss?" You laugh. "Shut up." He grumbles. Suddenly, he's infront of you, his hand glowing. You block, and stumble back a little. "Geez, that was dirty!" You say. "All's fair in fighting and fighting." He chuckles. "Ugh." You groan, as you speed towards him, throwing an enhanced punch at his blocked face. The fight continues on forever, taking small water breaks and continuing. Bakugo is appalled at your raw strength, only helped with your enhancement quirk.  You chug your water, noticing his mixed expression of shock, and exhaust. "What time is it?" You check your phone, the time being 10 o'clock. "Damn, we've been sparring for 5 hours? No wonder my muscles are so sore." You stretch your arms a little. Suddenly, yours and Bakugo's phones go off at the same time. "Seems like Mina's got the time and place. I didn't think she was gonna go through with it." You say. "Well, that's that extra for you." Bakugo shoves

his phone in his pocket. "The party is in 2 hours, and you take forever to change apparently so I suggest you get started now." He growls. "What about..? Fine." You give up. Mina and Momo arrive at your dorm. "OH. My. GOD!" Mina squeals. "What is it? And aren't you supposed to be at the party?" You ask. "I went shopping with Yamomo for...your dress~!" Mina says sing-songy. "She picked it out." Momo hands you the dress, covered in a bag. "Uh, you didn't have to do this." You scratch the back of your head. "You're the new kid, so we wanted to help you get ready!" Mina beams. "Go on, try it on! I think it'll look great on you now that I'm getting a good look of you." Momo says, a finger to her chin. "Fine. Come in, sorry it's a bit messy." You say, walking towards your bathroom. "Don't forget to take a shower, you smell sweaty!" Mina teases. "And how do you call this dirty? One outfit is on the floor?" Mina picks it up and puts it in the hamper. You feel like a completely new person in the shower, washing away your sweat, filth, and problems. You also wash your hair, remembering you forgot to do it last week. You get out and reveal the dress, your eyes widening at the red beauty. You try it on and look in the mirror. "Uhm," You call out to Mina and Momo. "Is this really what you're supposed to wear to a nightclub?" You ask, steppinf out of the bathroom. Mina and Momo gasp at your appearance in the dress. "Oh my god! Yes!" Mina rushes over, examinging you from every angle. "Is that the answer to my question? Aren't you supposed to dance at a nightclub?" You ask. "Yeah. You aren't just wearing the dress. Don't worry, you'll be able to dance the night away." Mina reassures you. "You sure? It's a bit tight." You tug at it around your thighs. "It's not tight, it's just...y'know, like a pencil skirt. it's just fitting." Mina explains. "I don't think pencil skirts are made for dancing." You laugh. "Well, I'm probably not gonna dance anyways. And if i did, I'm probably not gonna be breakdancing or anything, huh?" You chuckle. "That's the spirit." Mina gives you a thumbs up. "So, you said this wasn't the full outfit?" You sheepishly grin. "Yep! Don't worry, babe, just leave it to us." Mina smiles greatly and Momo gives a warm small smile. "Alright, but if you're gonna do my hair, be gentle." You tangle your fingers in your black sea of curls. "Don't worry, my head is sensitive too." She scratches her hair. Soon enough, you look like you had a full glow-up. Mina and Momo snapping pictures to put on their story, also taking photo's of eachother and themselves. "The party's at midnight, right?" You check your phone again. "Yeah, it's friday night so we don't have to worry about waking up early for school!" Mina says enthusiastically. "And since it's at one of my guest houses, we can even have a sleepover." Momo suggests. "C'mon, we wouldn't wanna be late." Mina says. "What are we even celebrating?" You ask. "Nothing. Sometimes, a party celebrating nothing is just what you need!" Mina says. "I...guess that makes sense..?" You laugh. You get in Momo's convertible, vibing as you pass the aux around. It feels like you've been in the car for such a short time, as you pull up to her guest house's driveway. You swear you can hear the music booming from where you were standing. You walk in, and are greeted with booming music, bright and dim lights, and decorations everywhere. "Tada!" Mina squeals. "How'd you do all this?" You gasp in awe. "I knew a guy." She says proudly. We hear another car pull up, and we greet the people coming one by one. "Wow, this party is amazing!" Kirishima looks around, getting lost in the crowd. At this point, people you didn't even know were arriving. You assumed Mina and  Momo's friends, and people the other classmates invited. Bakugo comes in and eyes you up and down. "Hm, I thought you wouldn't be here for another hour, slowpoke." He smirks. "Maybe you should higher your expectations then." You flash him a fake-mean look as you both walk to a wall. "Ha, just 2 hours ago we were fighting behind the dorms, and

now we're at a party." You laugh at the randomness. "I am actually surprised you were here before me though." He says with a phony shocked expression. You shove him playfully. "Well, guess I have Mina and Momo to thank for beating you. Maybe I should dedicate my trophy to them." You teasingly ponder aloud. His expression changed to a mix of irritation and laughter. Mina suddenly drags you away, to dance with her in the middle of the floor. At first you were embarrassed, but once you were feeling the beat, you forgot all about the people eyeing you and cheering you on. You were having a total blast, singing and dancing to the busting music. She said she mixed hers and Jirous playlist together, and you compliment their taste in music, and you and Mina begin dancing together. You and Mina stop, panting and laughing as she compliments your dancing skills. "I'm gonna get a drink." You point to the food and bevarages table and she nods. You walk through the crowd, hearing some cheers and compliments towards you, even some whistles. You drink some water, and lean on the wall watching as Mina continues dancing with Ochaco. Suddenly, you feel a yank and you're dragged away, and into a room. You hear the door slam as you're met with your back on a wall. You grunt on impact. Everything happened in a blur, so when you can focus your eyes again, You look around for a split second, realizing you're in some kind of office. But, you're met with fires of red. "Why the hell are you wearing that?" A booming familiar voice rings through your eardrums. "Bakugo? What do you mean?" You say, stunned that the words actually came out of your mouth. "I'll repeat myself just this once; Why the hell are you wearing that?" He says. You're absolutely shocked. "Well, you didn't seem to have a problem with it when you first saw me with it!" You say. "Well, that was before you decided to give everyone here a fucking 'show'!" His grip gets a little tighter on your shoulders. What? What did he mean by show? You weren't even paying attention to yourself or anyone else while you were dancing, did you really..? "W-well, even if I did, what's that got to do with you?" You recollect yourself. His grip on your shoulders tighten even more, making you groan a little. "If you were gonna do that, why the hell would you wear this?" He looks you up and down again. "I don't even know what I did, and it's not like I plan my dance moves!" Your voice raises a little. "You don't even know what you just did in front of everyone?" He looks shocked, not even the sightest bit irritated anymore. His grip seems to loosen and tighten at the same time. You get a little anxious, as he comes a little closer. "What do you see in your head when I say the word 'show' in the same context I just did?" He says. You gulp as you imagine it. "Yep, you just did that, in front of the whole class, plus others. It's pretty rich that you didn't even realize it though." Bakugo chuckles a little, but it quickly fades. "T-that's impossible, my body..can't do that." You try to huff, but you're too nervous to do a solid one. "How humble." He loosens his grip and backs away, making you breath deeper. But suddenly, one of his hands grabs your right thigh as he brings it up to his waist, and snakes his other hand onto your back, right above your butt. You're now pinned on the wall. "But you and I both at least have some idea of what this body of yours is capable of." He growls, his face just whispers away from yours. You take another deep breath, but it's more of a gasp. You lean your head up onto the wall, taking a deep gulp. Bakugo watches as the little bubble trails down your throat. "Well, if you really don't know.." He licks his lips as he watches another bubble travel downwards. "Want to find out?" He catches the third bubble, licking it. You snap your head in surprise as he gives you a teasing smirk. His left arm snakes down further, grabbing your ass as his right moves your thigh higher. Your head is spiraling, and you open your mouth to speak, but you're interrupted by an intruder of the

mouth. You couldn't help the moan from escaping as he tastes you, licking his lips afterward. Your lidded eyes meet his, but they quickly move down to his mouth, and then to his eyes again. "I'm just glad you aren't wearing lip gloss or lipstick." He mumbles, before giving you another tongue kiss. You wrap your left leg around his waist, as his right knee bends to touch you. He can feel your folds clench at his touch, which forces the smallest gasp from you. "If you only did that show for me, I wouldn't be pissed at you." He furrows his brows at you. "Why?" You manage to say. "You're that dense, huh? Maybe words won't go through your brain." His right hand leaves your thigh, and grabs some of your hair behind your head. His eyes flicker from your eyes to your mouth, open from your decreshending breaths. "So maybe this will." He licks the opening of your mouth, his tongue sliding in before turning it into a kiss. His mouth leaves yours just barely, before both of your tongues stick out, crashing onto eachother like waves, as your lips connect once again. These kisses were different, more passionate, including the unique sound they made compared to the others. When your lips disconnect as a finale, he unwraps your leg from his waist and lets go of your butt. His lidded eyes give you a (Not a command, but not a wish either, I couldn't find a word for it lmao.) as he sits down in the nearest chair, his right hand now cupping his face as he waits for you. You get a little shaky, but you oblige, moving towards him. You lower to your knees as he watches your thighs get thicker from the press of your lower legs. You move towards him more, as your hands go onto his knees. You erotically slide your hands up his thighs, as if you really were giving him a show on his own. Two index fingers dance towards the center of his pants, where a mountain stands. Bakugo lightly groans as he feels his pants getting more confined. Your hands lightly struggle at the tight button, but you manage to quickly undo it. Bakugo's large dick springs up at attention, precum almost dripping. You lean over it, and a few hairs cloud your vision. You tuck them behind you ear as you notice Bakugo's facial expression, seemingly annoyed. You put him to your mouth as you rub his tip with your index finger. He nods with a small groan, and you give his dick a small lick. You lick all of the sides at least once before sliding his dick into your mouth. You flatten your tongue as you fit more of his cock into your mouth, spilling a louder groan from Bakugo. Alas, your curls kept moving. They didn't exactly pose a problem to you, but the thick fingers that carded through your hair said otherwise. You stop to look at him. "Just wanted a view." His smirk grows. You continued, but using your tongue as it swirls around his tip. Bakugo's large hand clenched a handful of your hair, forcing you to take his dick. You moan at the slight pain and force. You rise your head to his tip, before stopping. His facial expression changes to confusion, which you take as your cue. You swiftly take as much of his dick as you can, and hold your head there. The shock forces a loud erotic moan from Bakugo, followed by curses, and his thick cum flowing into your mouth and onto your face, satisfying you.  Bakugo's covering his red face with his huge hand, panting along with you. "I...didn't expect that." Bakugo pants. "I...hah...said to...higher your expectations of me..didn't I?" You wipe your chin and lick your lips. "God, I should just face-fuck you right now." He exhales deeply, catching his breath. "Then why don't you?"  You ask. "Because as much as I'd love to shove this cock down your little throat, I also want to make you feel good." He uses a finger to lift up your chin, and close your mouth. You both stand up, and Bakugo lightly pushes you onto a table and stands over you, both of his arms by your sides, pinning you there. "I bet while you were giving your show out there, all the guys- hell, maybe even some of the girls- wanted to rip this dress off of you." Bakugo chuckles to

himself. "You said that your body couldn't do a show like that. Remember what I said? If you didn't know, wanna find out?" He recaps, and you nod. "Well? What's your answer to that?" He asks genuinly. You chuckle. "You're really gonna wait until you got your dick wet to ask me that? Psh, and you called me dense." Your chuckle erupts to a laugh. Bakugo clenches your hair again. "Just answer the damn question." He growls. "Yeah, I wanna find out." You reply confidently. He gives you a slightly surprised and confused look, to which you answer by swiping 2 fingers along his member. He lightly grabs your neck, forcing your head down onto the desk. A noise you didn't know you had in you echoes throughout the room. Even Bakugo's shocked by it, and he's the one who forced it out. But he quickly catches on. "Ah, somebody's got a little kink, huh?" His hand grabs your hair again roughly, a similar moan coming out as he lifts your head up and moves his mouth towards your ear. "You like to be fucked niiice and rough, don't you?" The low rumble in his voice makes you shiver. "You like to be teased, even though you act like you don't, huh?" He sneaks a touch at your folds through your panties. You lightly moan at the sudden act as your head moves upwards and your thighs clench together, as Bakugo's hand barely escapes your thighs crashing together. "You like...the pain with the pleasure, don't you?" He bites your ear before licking and peppering kisses onto it. Your breaths grow heavier as your body heats up. He continues with the teasing, forcing your legs open, putting his knee between your legs and carressing your inner thigh, and pressing onto your clit as he nibbles on your ear some more. He slips off shoes, then your pantyhose, and then your panties as his teases get harsher. Suddenly, two thick fingers of his slip between your velvety folds. You moan as your walls try to fend off the intruder, as he steadily pumps his fingers into you with rhythm. "God, you're so tight." He groans, as his dick twitches. Your breaths are still heavy, but more apparent. "Oh, god, fuck." Your head is thrown back onto the desk. Bakugo's firey eyes burn into yours. "This feels nice, doesn't it?" He says. You let out a whiny "Mhm." To which Bakugo chuckles. "It feels nice, sure, but I want to make you feel good, no, amazing, the best you've ever felt." His slides turn into thrusts as his fingers quicken their pace. "F-fuck." You moan grows long. You couldn't help but roll your hips and grab one of your breasts, trying to rush your release. "Ke-hah-ep going." You're barely able to keep those words together. "Now, don't rush yourself. I was gonna be the one to make you feel good." He hits just below the spot you've been longing for, and you can feel yourself coming close, just a little bit more. If that wasn't enough, he curls the tips of his fingers to hit your sweet spot, right on the money, and he can tell too, noticing how your body quivers and your eyes closed tightly. Suddenly, his fingers exit your folds. You give him a confused look, panted breaths taking over your words. "Sorry princess, but when you cum, I'm gonna be inside you." You watch as Bakugo seperates his fingers, watching as your slick webs between them. "Didn't think you could be this wet." Bakugo chuckles. Suddenly, he puts the two fingers in his mouth, licking your slick off. When his fingers leave his mouth, a string of slick falls from his mouth as well. You swallow at the sight. He gets up and grasps your neck, forcing your head down again, making the same noise, but slightly more lewd from the teasing. "Haha, you slut." He chuckles while exhaling deeply. He runs his hands down your frame, admiring your curves. He pumps himself a few times, reminding himself of how you just treated his dick. He grabs your thigh, observing how your flesh molded into his hand. He's moves his hand, but you catch his wrist. "Wait." You say, sitting up. He backs away with a confused look, and you stand up from the table. You stretch your arms a bit, but you suddenly push him, your enhancing quirk

making it powerful enough to crash him onto a couch. "Wha-" He has no time to react as he watches you push him again to lay him parrallel to the couch. He wasn't expecting this, and he couldn't deny the facts, it made his dick that much harder. It twitched at your boldness. You straddle him, lining his cock to your throbbing and oversensitive pussy. "Being bold, huh (Y/n)?" His confused open mouth grew into a smirk. "Mhm. Watch just how bold I can be.." you moan as his tip enters you, taking a bit before you bottom yourself out, your pussy swallowing him whole. Long moans exit both of your mouths, as you put your arms behind your back to support yourself as you slowly roll your hips, giving Bakugo a good view of you gushing onto his dick. "Fuck, you're even wetter and tighter than before." Bakugo says through groans and gritted teeth. You laugh breathily as you roll your hips rhythymically, beign engulfed in ecstacy. Suddenly, Bakugo's hand grasps your neck as he forces you down onto the couch, him now towering over you, his cock twitching inside of you. "B-bakugo." You moan. "You really are bold. But you're doing the opposite of what I said you'd do. Remember?" His grip tightens onto your neck, as you nod profusely. "Also, drop the last name. It's Katsuki. Got that?" He chuckles. "Katsuki." You repeat, thinking it sounds familiar. He sucks his teeth. "You're begging with your eyes, you slut." He begins thrusting into you, lifting one of your thighs with his free hand to drill deeper. His thrusts grew quick and harder quickly as he pounds into you, a gasp or moan coming out of you with each individual thrust. His hand around your neck just added to the pain and pleasure you felt. "K-katsuki!" You have a shaky smile with tears in your eyes. "What's wrong-fuck- too rough?" He tries to hide his pleasure as well, but it's getting harder for him as his dick slides perfectly, your walls adjusted to him instantly, as if it was waiting for his cock only. "Damn, it's like you were -shit- made for me." Expletives interrupt his sentences as he stops trying to hide his pleasure as his hips meet yours. His smile is the widest you've ever seen, showing his gums. He moves your other thigh up, allowing him to go even deeper. "K-katsuki..fuck!" Your moans seem to get breathier and a bit more highpitched. "Don't worry, I know where to go." He assures you, as he flawlessly hits your sweet spot, just like with his magical fingers. "Yes! Right there, fuuuck~!" You put your hands on his arm as his grip gets even tighter onto your neck, and as he ruthelessly abuses that spot, rubbing on it fast. Your eyes begin to roll to the back of your head as his pace gets even quicker. "Keep going, Katsuki, so close, so fucking close just keep going!" Your fingers don't know what to do as you try to grip the couch, your hair, but they stay at his shoulders, your fingernails digging into his skin only makes him pound harder. "Go ahead, cum on this dick, (Y/n)." He grunts loudly, feeling himself become undone as well. "It's...too good." All you can see is white as you reach your high, your back arching, your eyes completely into the back of your head, and your insides being painted white. His long erotic moan matched yours, as you panted and came down from your peaks simultaniously. While you were seeing white, however, you were getting visions, memories of stuff you didn't remember. It was you and Katsuki, as children, playing together, him coming to your house with his mom when you were little, and you playing competitive sports outside as your moms talked. You remembered everything from when you were little, and started questioning how you could forget. You also saw something else, you going away, when you moved to America. When you said goodbye to Katsuki, and shared a hug, that no one else was gonna get. "K-katsuki.." you pant, giving him a nostalgic look. "So, you've remembered." He chuckles through panted breaths. "Took ya long enough." He says. "Huh?" You give a confused look. "I wouldn't have sex with someone I just met hours ago. And knowing

you, you wouldn't either." He moves from on top of you, sitting down next to you. It sparked a question in your mind. Why did you have sex with him, if you didn't remember him? Maybe it was your subconcious that knew him. You yawn, now completely down from your high. "I gotta say, it was fun getting to know you all over again and play along." Katsuki laughs. "And your quirk improved dramatically. Remember when we were little, when my explosions were really small,  and you used to enhance my quirk to make explosions like I do now?" He recalls. "Yeah, I was probably the only one who you've ever complimented before." You lay your head on his lap. "Damn, you really spent me." You yawn as he takes his phone out, "Hell yeah I did." He sucks his teeth as he begins texting someone. "Who're you texting?" You say. "Just go to sleep, I'm texting Mina, the pink-haired chick you were twerking with in front of everyone." He says, his face going back to annoyed. "Geez man, I didn't know." You suck your teeth yourself. "Well, I got to fuck you, so I guess I can't stay mad." He shuts off his phone and pets your head. "We gotta get cleaned up, I'm not sleeping like this." He grumbles. "Sleep? Who said anything about that?" You tilt your head. "The way I did you tonight? Yeah, you're not gonna be able to go home." Bakugo laughs "What did you think I texted Mina about? I told her to send everyone home and that we're spending the night." He says. "Wouldn't you text Momo about-" You're interrupted by his phone chiming. He checks it and begins laughing. "Phaha! Guess what? We weren't the only ones fucking." He shows you his phone, and you see what he texted Mina first. "Why'd you just flat out tell her we had sex!?" You say, scrolling down to read he reply. "Psh, Todoroki and Momo? Even Deku and Ochaco?!" You laugh. "Yeah, I thought Deku would remain a virgin his whole life. Crazy, huh?" He chuckles. "Also, Mina been knew we woulda fucked. Look." He shows you another message. "Soooo tonights the night, huh😏? Use protection⛑️! Or don't, but no kids😤!" The message reads. You roll your eyes. "So everyone knew that we had history together but me, right?" You groan. "Pretty much." He laughs again. Suddenly, his phone chimes again. "OK, the guests r gone, all of the wasted temporary residents r all 🛀 ☝️ and 😴, ur turn. the 🛀 is nice and 🏃! i also brought a stretcher for (y/n) because i know she'll need it lmfaoo🚶" it reads. "Translation; the party people are gone, everyone else who fucked is washed up and asleep, so we can take our time." Bakugo sighs. "That extra does the damn most." He facepalms. "Wow, how reliable. But shouldn't we be asking Momo for permission to sleep here?" You ask, and your answer comes with another chime of his phone, the new message reading "i already asked and yamomo understood completely so the house is all urs 4 2nite. yw i know im the best😌" "Geez, she couldn't stand to use grammar every once in a while?" You laugh and roll your eyes. "C'mon." He stands up. You move to get up, but he ends up picking you up. "Wha-? Hey! Put me down!" You lightly hit his back. "Don't bother, you can't walk." He says. "Who says?" you grunt. "Fine, try." He puts you down on your feet gently, but you immediantly crash dwon onto your butt, which is also feeing sore from his tight ass-grabbing. He chuckles. "How come it took me to try standing up for my legs to start feeling sore?" You groan. "Told ya. It's not my fault you like it rough." He teases as he picks you up and slings you over his  shoulder. This time you don't fight, just making a pouty face and groaning from embarrassment and your sore legs. You lock eye contact as Mina patrols the main area. She uses body language to tell you she heard almost everything, and you shoot her a dirty look as she laughs and continues patrolling. You're surprised with a bath that's ready for you, courtesy of Mina. Maybe you can't stay too mad. He takes off your clothes and sets you in the bath, as you relax and rest your head on the could outer ring. Bakugo's eyes dart to your neck, dark

markings telling exactly where his hends went. It was like your own litte version of a hickey, which put a smile on his face. "Who knew you had a choking kink? that was a real surprise to me." He smiles meanly as you hide your face in embarrassment. "I didn't know." You groan in sheer embarrassment. "Relax, I won't be choking you gain anytime soon." He gumbles in slight annoyance. "But what if a villain does?" You ask. "Shit, I forgot about that. Haha! Just imagine that villains stupid face when you let out a moan because of him choking you." He chuckles. "Wouldn't you get jealous? Another man, maybe a woman, choking me?" You turn to face him. "Well, it's my job to beat their ass regardless so they're gonna end up dead anyways. 1, for being a villain, and 2, for putting their hands on my girl." He explains. You didn't need his hand, you almost choked on the word girl. "Yeah, I said it." He pours some shampoo in his hand, lathering them together and scrubbing your hair. "You gonna deny it?" He grumbles. "No, just didn't think you'd say it first." You admit. "Well, surprise surprise, I'm not the same kid I was back then." He sucks his teeth. "You kinda are. You always sucked your teeth like that and you have the samer personality if we're speaking vaguely." You explain. "Well, I changed a lot, idiot. What do you know?" He massages your head with his yet again, magical fingers. "I know that the only reason you're not yelling is because you're thinking of everyone sleeping. Funny, you weren't when you got a taste of me." You say matter-of-factly. "You always were a smartass. I don't even know why I ever liked you." He grumbles. "Yeah, that's probably gonna stay a mystery. I don't know why I like you either, you were always an annoyingly smart guy for yourself." You grumble as he rinses your hair and you wash yourself. Bakugo briefly leaves and comes back with an oversized t-shirt and underwear. You change into them while sitting on the toilet seat, and Bakugo's eyes widen a little as he comes to a realization. "Hey, that's my shirt! The bitch stole my shirt! How the hell'd she even get into my dorm!?" Bakugo yells. "I have my ways!" You can hear Mina call out to him. "God, she's lucky I'm tired." He groans as he scratches the back of his head. "And she's lucky that you look good in it." He smirks as he looks you up and down seductively. "What, round 2?" You ask. "No, I put all my energy into round 1." He sighs. "Good, so did I." You let out a big exhale. "Now your turn." You signal him to get in. "I'll wash myself, you're obviously in no condition to." Bakugo says. "I can." You huff. "Please, you'd have to crawl to get over here." He rolls his eyes. Your eyes drift to the sink as you see your favorite scent of lotion. You look to your knees, they were beginning to get ashy, so you grabbed the bottle and began applying it to your skin. Bakugo's watches as you massage your legs, like they weren't on fire now. He observed as your hands moved up and down your legs almost as a signal, and he actually started considering a round 2. He shook the thoughts out of his head as he washed himself quickly, and got out himself and changed. After brushing your teeth with the spare toothbrushes-Geez, Mina and Momo really thought of EVERYTHING, huh?- Bakugo carried you to your-of course she would- shared room. It wasn't until he was laying next to you, settling into bed, when the smell of your lotion hit him. Like a million bricks. He recognized it quickly, his favorite smell in the whole world. "Mmm." He hums as he brings you closer to him. "Is this..?" He asks. "It was just there. I know you like it," you said, teasing his nose with the smell. "Apple Spice." You say in unison. He hugs you, putting his nose in your shoulder as he inhales the smell deeply. "God, I haven't smelt this in so long. you used to wear it all the time when we were little." He sighs. "When I moved, I never stopped." You hug him back, snuggling into his chest. His breathing slowed, and you could tell he was about to fall asleep."(Y/n)...?" He sleepily says. His words

are slurred, and his eyes are closed. "Mm?" You hum, getting sleepy yourself. "I love you." He says, pulling you closer to him. The softest 'I love you' you've ever heard in your damn life. "I love you too." you replied softly. You thought that'd be the end, but Bakugo kept repeating it. "I love you so much, so fucking much, I love you." His repeats grew softer, as you repeated him the same amount of time he repeats himself. "So fucking much." are his last words before his breathing slows and silence follows you sigh of relief. "Finally, thought he'd never shut up." you laugh in your head, as you follow suit, saying a final 'I love you' be before drifting off to sleep in his arms.

Fin

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Pink Angel From Hell Chapter 4: Late Night Calls

Author: Roro (halfeviltotty)

Fandom: Osomatsu-san

Pairing: Todomatsu x reader

Category: general tomfoolery and disrespect its totty so?

Rating: t still bc i havent written a sex scene

Summary: i cant read these are words. you get a booty call?

Word count: i suffer everytime i see this

Warnings: baby he still wants your money but also kisses also hes a spoiled bastard but we know that and hate him for it so just read this and pretend ur kissing him or idk suffer im tired and slepepy

Commentary: just need to get one more chapter from my drafts up and then ig i could post the 2 and 3rd part from equal footing since ppl liked that one. and then gn. formatting to be added later just check my pinned post or go thru the pink angel tag on my blog 2 sleepy to work is 5am

The buzzing from your phone invades your dreams until you fuzzily become more conscious. You realized half awake that bees do not vibrate, and therefore your phone -- YOUR PHONE! It's ringing!

You pick up not looking at the time or contact who's called you, "Hello?!"

"Ahh~, you finally picked up. I thought you were ignoring me."

Your voice still thick with sluggishness tries to laugh it off. "Sorry, I was dozing off."

"Eh, you must go to bed pretty early huh? I said I would call, didn't I? Here I thought you valued my time and would wait up for me."

You frown and hold the phone to your ear. "You know I do, Totty. More than anything."

"Then next time pick up on the second ring, okay?" Todomatsu's tone feels lighthearted like a suggestion but his words are more than a command. You feel angry, mostly at him and only a little at yourself for being a teensy - not a lot - bit turned on by him.

After a few seconds of silence Todomatsu charmingly asks in a low voice, "Hm? What's wrong, Y/N-chan? Cat got your tongue?"

The confidence in his voice sends shivers down your spine once more. When you open your mouth to speak you croak softly. You hear Todomatsu laugh at this, "I'm sorry, it's more like a frog in your throat then?"

"You sound so good… " You breathed out the words, not intending for him to hear them. This is between you and Akatsuka-sensei.

"Is that so?" Todomatsu asks and you feel the color drain from your face. "I think your voice is so much better though, I could listen to you all night." Of course with those words your face is back on fire and you want to scream for joy.

You suck in a breath subtly trying not to squeal when Todomatsu asks, "When am I going to see you again?"

"Soon, I promise." Truth be told you want to see this devil as soon as possible but you don't want to seem desperate nor do you have the funds to waste. Rents coming up soon after all.

"How soon?" You scratch your head at this question from Todomatsu, "Umm, after finals?" That should definitely be after rents due! You'll even set aside some money to play around with, you'll call it your Totty budget!

"Aren't finals next week, that's too long from now." Todomatsu's voice sounds strained, "I need to see you sooner than that." The urgency and slight desperation in his voice has your heart twisting excitedly.

You hope to God that his manipulation will always be this sweet.

You giggle oh so nervously and say, "How could I say no to that?"

"I can't have you forgetting about me and getting a boyfriend from school after all."

You want to tell him about the guy you turned down, but instead you deny the possibility of seeing someone else. "I won't!" You cut in with finality.

Todomatsu laughs almost out of breath and you realize how it sounds like he might be walking somewhere.

"So, what were you doing before you fell asleep? Were you waiting for your prince, my sleeping beauty?"

Todomatsu is just too cute!! You're going to kill him, or least take a bite out of his arm to see if he tastes as sugary sweet as his words are.

"I'm studying, or at least was."

"Am I distracting you?" Todomatsu teasingly asks, and your head spins out of control.

Before you could properly articulate yourself your gums are flapping, "Nono! I wanted to talk to you!"

Todomatsu laughs lightly, "Wanted to talk to me, huh? You fell asleep though, Y/N-chan." Todomatsu's still teasing you and you in turn pay attention to every syllable. The way his voice is lower, the way he stresses out each word, the light hoarseness when he spoke, none of it escaped your perception.

You can’t help to stutter out your question, hoping just in your heart that your affections are returned. "Wh-what about you…?" Todomatsu hums out, "What do you mean, Y/N-chan?" You're going to fucking scream!

"D-did you...want to talk to me...on the phone too?" Your eyes are clamped shut and your face is alight with shame and embarrassment. How can somebody as cringy as you get with Todomatsu? You have no shot!

"Yeah I did, you have a nice voice. Plus I wouldn't have given you my number if I didn't."

You sigh in relief, "You're kind of dense, huh?" Todomatsu speaks under his breath.

"I like you, Y/N-chan." You actually gasp and drop your phone. Knowing you wouldn't be directly in Todomatsu’s ear you flap and kick while squealing. Sure you just got a confession a few weeks ago, one you never gave a real answer to, but Todomatsu's admission has your heart soaring high.

You can hear Todomatsu laughing from the receiver of your phone, then it crackles with his voice when he begins to speak again.

"If you like me back that much then let's meet up somewhere right now?"

#osomatsu san #ososan #totty #matsuno todomatsu/reader #todomatsu x reader #todomatsu x si #when im more awakea abnd can read i gotta reread this bc lol totty and kata are homeless in this fic #spoilers but the reader gets cuddle buddyzoned pretty quick past this #and then theres fwiendship and stuff #but i gotta write the bdrige scene that makes it connect #multichapter ososan fic #pink angel fic ch4 #pink angel fic #hm i mustve fucked up my last chapters tags...sad for yall #its right there its fine ill fix it on the 10th #just scroll down you'll see it

[theoriginalladya]

A Constant Wish

A Constant Wish

Summary:  An anniversary, but not of the enjoyable kind. Nine years on, and Commander Shepard is still dealing with the fallout from Akuze. It's up to Kaidan Alenko to guide him through it.

Tags: Sole Survivor, survivor’s guilt, death, grief, Akuze, Angst, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, mshenko

Characters: Caleb Shepard, Kaidan Alenko

NOTE: Four years ago today, my mother lost her battle with cancer. Today, even though I knew the date in my head, it didn't connect until my youngest brother mentioned something in our family text chat. It hit me like a ton of bricks, just as it did then. I've learned to move on, to keep going, to keep living, but this day each year is always the hardest fucking day to get through. And so I wrote this with her in mind for my Caleb Shepard who has his own ghosts to deal with.

Love you, Mom.

A daily thought, a silent tear, A constant wish that you were here

~~~~

Kaidan wakes suddenly, inexplicably, to darkness and the sense that something isn’t quite right.  Not a nightmare, not someone waking him with a touch or a sound, but that unerring feeling that something is just… off.  It isn’t panic so much as a general unease, but he’s used to listening to his gut these days; it’s saved his life or that of a squadmate or even Shepard himself more than once.  

Shepard.

Rolling over, he discovers the bed is empty but for him.  That sends his heart racing faster than he expects and he nearly falls face first to the floor as he scrambles out from beneath the covers.  The time it takes to yank on his sweats and a t-shirt seems an eternity, but he is fully aware thanks to the cold flooring beneath bare feet.  

A thorough search of the upper part of the apartment finds nothing out of the ordinary.  The side note to that is he also fails to locate Shepard.  Granted, he still has half the apartment to investigate, but the fact he cannot find a recent trace of his presence is a bit disconcerting.

He descends to the lower level and begins by checking the back room.  Empty. Next, the living room and the bar. Also, empty.  The lights in the kitchen are dim, just the way they left them when they headed upstairs after dinner.  Still no sign of the man.  

Kaidan tacks his way across to the opposite set of stairs to head back up – maybe he missed him in passing?  As he walks past the hall branching off to his right into the den, habit has him glancing that direction.  In front of the faint flickering fire light, he catches a silhouette; a familiar shape seated at the poker table, hunched over, glass in hand. Unease morphs to concern and curiosity, and he pads down the hallway, calling out softly as he reaches the doorway, “Shepard?  You okay?”

The silhouette jerks suddenly as if startled, then relaxes with an exhale of breath.  “I’m fine, mo ghrá.”

Kaidan takes the response as an invitation to join him, and he slides into a seat at the table.  “Drinking alone?  In the dark? Gonna have to do a better job of convincing me you’re fine,” he challenges, albeit gently.

Shepard huffs; a soft sound and one nearly drowned out by the pop and crackle of the fire.  He sets the glass on the table, rises to his feet, and walks over to the small bar in the corner.  Within moments, he returns with a bottle and a second glass.  This he fills and pushes towards Kaidan, then tops off his own before reclaiming his seat.  “Not alone now, am I?” he asks, setting the bottle down with a heavy thud next to what look to be four playing cards.  

From his position and in the dimly lit room, Kaidan can’t tell which ones they are.  However, knowing Shepard as he does, he can guess their purpose.  Why are you down here drinking and doing card readings in the darkest hours of the night?

Taking the glass in both hands, he pulls it close but does not drink just yet.  Before anything else, he wants, needs, some answers.  “What are we drinking to?”

“Not what,” Shepard declares, blue eyes piercing through the dark to meet Kaidan’s as he lifts his head, “who.”

Kaidan acquiesces with a slight cant of his head. “All right.  Who?”

Shepard lifts his glass in salute.  “Sergeant Angela Nevarra.”

Kaidan frowns.  The name sounds hazily familiar; he’s heard it before but cannot place it.

“Sergeants Carter, Evans and Decatur,” Shepard continues, clearly not expecting a response.  “Corporals Harris, Simmons, Grassini, Aoki, and Meijer.  Malik, Masterson, Owens, Jenson, Weston, Alvarez…”

Kaidan listens in silence but keeps his eyes on Shepard’s face as he continues to list them off.  As the list gets longer, comprehension dawns.  Shepard stops reciting names at forty-eight and the quiet surrounds them again.  Cautiously, Kaidan asks quietly about one name that was not mentioned.  “What about Toombs?”

“Toombs.”

There is a hint of brutality in the way Shepard says the name which Kaidan doesn’t quite understand.  For everyone else associated with Akuze, there is a fondness, a reverence almost in the way their former commander speaks of them, but with Toombs, it’s different.  “That’s his name, isn’t it?  The one we ran into on Ontarom?  Back –”

Shepard tosses back the last of his whiskey, swallows it in a large gulp, and shakes his head sharply once.  “Aye, I remember.”  He slams the glass onto the table with enough force the platform quakes for a moment.  “Heard from him last year, did I ever tell you?”

It’s a rhetorical question, but Kaidan shakes his head anyway.  The time they’ve spent together since his recovery, since the war began, they’ve avoided the more… controversial topics.  Not that Kaidan blames him for not bringing it up; it’s probably just as well.

With a soft snort, Shepard grabs the bottle and pours another two-fingers worth of whiskey.  This is the third drink Kaidan is aware of, and he can’t help but wonder how many Shepard drank when he was alone, before Kaidan found him. 

Their eyes meet again, and the look in them… Well, Kaidan understands now just why the man’s name in Irish is sealgaire, the hunter.  It’s all Kaidan can do to hold his ground.  And, that is knowing that the look isn’t directed at him.

Shepard’s scowl is dark and foreboding as he tosses back this drink, and there is a vehemence in his voice Kaidan has only heard maybe twice since he’s known him.  “Threaten me without knowing what happened?” the commander bites out.  “Briseadh agus brú ar do chnámha!  Go hifreann leat!”**

Kaidan reacts immediately, reaching forward and prying the glass from Shepard’s long fingers.  “Okay, Shepard, that’s enough.  I’m calling time for the night.”

Shepard struggles momentarily, apparently not satisfied, but a moment later releases his hold.  Sighing heavily, he covers his face with his hands.  “Tá brón orm,”**

Kaidan pushes the glasses and bottle across the table and out of easy reach and moves to crouch beside him.  “You have nothing to be sorry for.”

Shepard’s hands drop away, and when the blue eyes meet his again, Kaidan recognizes the truth.  His mother once told him that if an Irish man or woman expressed true sorrow for something, there would be matching sadness in their eyes.  The sheer magnitude of the sorrow he sees in Shepard’s gaze just now is enough to level the Reapers and end the war three weeks ago, he thinks.  He reaches over and runs a hand along Shepard’s cheek in a gentle caress of understanding. “Hey.”  

Shepard leans into the touch, eyes closing.  When they open again the sorrow still lingers, but not with the same intensity.  Without the glass before him to toy with, he reaches for the playing cards lying face up. “D’you see these?”

Kaidan spares them a glance, tilting his head to get a better look.  “Did you do another reading?”

“Aye,” Shepard agrees, “but not tonight.  These…  This was my reading that night.  On Akuze, before the attack.”

Past – Two of Spades.

Present – Ten of Spades.

Future – King of Clubs.

Crossing Present – Ten of Diamonds.

None of it makes much sense to Kaidan – it never has – so he looks expectantly at Shepard.  When he remains silent, Kaidan asks, “What did they tell you?”

Shepard pauses for a moment, turning his head to look straight at Kaidan.  “That my world was going to go all to hell once again, but that this time, on the other side, I would find a path to my future…”

Kaidan looks at the cards again.  He recognizes the King of Clubs – it comes up often in Shepard’s readings, though Kaidan isn’t aware of any special attachment to it. The rest he can’t tell of he’s seen in readings before or not.  Shepard’s hand flops onto Kaidan’s shoulder, his fingers toying with his hair near his collar.  When Kaidan smiles back, Shepard’s eyes flare with an intensity that might be unsettling under other circumstances, but thanks to recent events in their lives, he has a much better idea of how to deal with.  

Rising to his feet, he sighs.  Any further explanation on the cards can wait until the man is sober again.  “Come on, we need to get you back to bed, I think.”

Shepard follows without comment or question, and, surprisingly, without stumbling.  When they reach the stairs, Shepard surprises Kaidan by sliding his arms around his waist and hugging close to his back, resting his head on his shoulder.  “You understand, aye?”

Already a step above the man, Kaidan stops and half turns to face him.  The question is very open-ended and he cannot miss the obvious pain.  It isn’t difficult to guess what he is referencing. “About Cerberus?”  Shepard nods.  Sighing softly, Kaidan wraps one arm over Shepard’s at his waist, and tilts his head close enough to ghost a quick kiss across his lips.  “Do you honestly think I would be here now if I didn’t?”

Shepard’s face screws up in confusion for a moment, an endearing look Kaidan doubts the commander would ever agree with if he is made aware of it, so Kaidan keeps the observation to himself.  Running his free hand over Shepard’s cheek again, he clarifies quietly, “Yes, mo shearc,** I understand.  You are not them; you never were.”

Hope wars with uncertainty behind those blue eyes; it’s strange to see Shepard this vulnerable, and a little disconcerting.  How much is the drink and how much just… is?

“You really believe that?”

Kaidan nods.  “Aye, I do,” he replies, echoing Shepard’s usual response and leaning in for another kiss. “Now, come on.  You need to sleep this off.  We can talk more about it later if you like.”  Though, as they ascend the stairs together, he is pretty certain it won’t ever come up again anytime soon.  Perhaps this time next year, but not before.  At least now, Kaidan is prepared.

~~~~ 

** mo ghrá = my love

** Briseadh agus brú ar do chnámha!  =  A breaking and crushing on your bones!

**Go hifreann leat! = To hell with you!

** Tá brón orm = I’m sorry

** mo shearc = my love

#A Constant Wish #Ladya writes #Caleb Shepard #mShenko #Kaidan Alenko #tw: grief #tw: death #Sole Survivor #survivor's guilt #emotional hurt/comfort #Akuze #angst #mass effect fanfiction

[skritt-shinies]

I was tagged by @where-is-caithe !!! :flushed emoji: [though my main was tagged] I’ll do this with my gal, my beloved, my ultimate meow meow, Coriandus

Rules:  bold what applies, italicize for sometimes, and strike for never

SUN — egotistical • melted wax wings and fingers • stretching sunburnt skin • the most generous soul • blood in the fruit • halos • anger on fire • high vitality • thunderous laughter • is pride really a sin? • halogenic aura

MERCURY — • expansion of the mind • silver-tongued • an everlasting wanderer • polyglot • high dexterity • handwritten letters • innately critical • en vogue • eyes in the trees • hidden libraries • there’s always room for improvement

VENUS — • in love with strangers • iridescent waters • love potions for your mirror • selfless devotion • shattering crystal • seafoam upon sand • the golden ratio • drowning in your own passion • material value & high principles • luring • plush lips

EARTH — • fresh springs • tree hugger • we can start again tomorrow • a blazing rainforest • respects survival of the fittest • nature’s adversity • lazy bones • constantly evolving • flowers sprouting from wounds • a granite altar • fossilized remains

MOON — illusory • silver shimmer off the ocean • secrets and gossip • cycles of reincarnation • a crybaby • physically ethereal • shared glances with a stranger • cat eyes • mistrusting their intuition • fear is a prison • ornate magic wands

MARS — • healthy competition • attraction and repulsion • magma and rubies • a blade being forged • wrath wrath wrath • malefic • intense eye contact • cannon fodder & fireworks • blood floods • copper taste on your tongue

JUPITER — • red robes and a suit of armor • beacon of stability • leader by birth • thunderbolts and lightning • guilty but can’t stop • secret rich kid • golden touch golden tears • innate optimist • failure isn’t an option • constantly reaching for more • unfinished symphonies

SATURN — • traditional • overbearing energy • a sculptor of reality • this existence is a karmic one • has a heart it’s just. way down deep • law, order & justice • avoid all necessary risk • the sound of shackles clanging • sisyphus’ struggle • grappling with the reality of time • self-governing

URANUS — • psychedelic funk music • overflowing cups • a rebellion with skin • looking good in photo id • oblivious but caring • middle fingers in the air • double rainbows • icy diamond exterior • holographic • afraid of their own mediocrity • pearlescent smoke

NEPTUNE — • an elegy for the lost • dissolving boundaries • white horses • the burden of mystical conditions • deceptive • escapism is their reality • a polarizing entity • artists soul • paranoia • searching for the unseen • a siren’s swan song

PLUTO — • angel statues over graves • power • the cycle of necrosis • transformative • unfathomable depths • an ivory tower toppling over • screaming at the sky • violets and irises • eclipsed darkness • speaks with their shadow • sex, death, rebirth

umm dont mind that last one [sex] i dont really think abt that for her just death and rebirth fits!! lol

i had to google a lot of things LGHJFHJKFDHGJKDFHGJK!! but it was fun and uhhh i still dont know what half of them mean so i just guessed. but my gal is very mysterious, very Anti government  and the only tree she will not hug is the pale tree :grin:

she has a lot of built-up rage, trauma, sadness, the whole plethora of negative emotions, but she has an intense desire to protect the innocent, protect those who cant protect themselves, and has a lot of love to give if you find yourself in her life. she cares a lot.

@commander-rox​ [grabs you by the neck] do it

#gw2 #guild wars 2 #commander coriandus #tag games #[?]