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lemonlover1110 · 9 months

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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐀𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝟑𝟖𝟏

Toji Fushiguro

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[Chapter 12] Toji's Second Job

Pairing: Toji Fushiguro x f!Reader

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Getting something for Toji is a task that you find impossible. You’re not sure what kind of gift he’d appreciate. Your big issue with Toji is that while you think that you’ve got his personality right, you’re not too sure about his interests; so when it comes to buying something, you’re completely clueless.

You’re making him a cake, cooking something special for him, the last thing you’re missing is his gift. You have no idea what to get him, and since Toji is back to work in new years, you’re taking care of Megumi; no one knows Toji better than Megumi. Of course, you hadn’t thought it through.

“What do you think your daddy would like for his birthday?” You ask him, his eyes are just focused on the buttercream that you’re working on. He sits on the counter while you’re working. He licks his lips, his mouth salivating at the sight. You chuckle, “Megumi, I’ll let you taste the buttercream if you tell me what you’d think your father would like.”

“Um… Your teddy bear.” Megumi answers, pointing to the big bear that you have in your apartment. You chuckle, and you tilt the bowl so he can stick his finger in and get some of the frosting. He gave you an answer, just not the one that you were expecting. Maybe a shirt is good enough.

“Thank you for your help, Megumi.” You pat his head. Once he gets the bit of frosting, he asks to be put on the floor and you help him down and watch as he runs to the TV. You keep thinking about what you should get for Toji though, even though a shirt should be enough, it isn’t. He’s the same man that got you a charm bracelet for the holidays even though you weren’t expecting anything.

Toji isn’t expecting anything from you but you still want to give him something. Maybe when Megumi is asleep in his apartment you can… No, sex isn’t a birthday gift. You’re completely empty, and you try to occupy yourself with the cake that you’re making. A shirt will suffice.

You’re doing more than what you intended, and definitely more than what he expects. You just have to finish the cake and you’ll go out shopping with Megumi to get Toji’s shirt. Maybe you’ll go to his apartment to look at the size he wears (most likely a large or extra large) before going shopping.

“Do you want to go shopping, Megumi?” You ask, and he’s too focused on the television to care about what you’re saying. It makes you laugh; you’ll repeat the question later, but now you have to assemble this cake.

Your phone rings, and you almost miss it, but thankfully Megumi hears it. He breaks from his trance and walks over to you, holding up the phone that displays Toji’s name. You pick it up, a smile on your face before you mutter a thank you to your little helper.

“Hey, Toji. What’s up?” You greet him. You watch as Megumi walks back to his spot, ready to continue watching his show.

“Hi…” He sounds embarrassed. You wait for him to say something else because you’re not going to repeat yourself. “I’ll be showing up late.”

“Late? How late?” You ask him. You don’t want to spoil the surprise, so you’re just hoping that he doesn’t have to work till too late. He tells you the time, and it’s a bit late but you can make it work. “Alright, I’ll see you then, Toji. Megumi and I will have so much fun without you.”

“You’re mean.” He responds with a chuckle. You laugh as well, saying your goodbye and hanging up the phone.

You stare at the buttercream of the cake, and realize that you have a lot more time to spare now.

There’s a knock on the door, way past midnight. It awakens you. You realize you’ve got your arm thrown over Megumi and you’re both on the floor. You get up from the floor, a yawn escaping your lips as you stretch. There’s another knock, and you begin to walk to the door. It’s probably Toji, who’s way too late. He told you a somewhat reasonable time, not– Your eyes fall on the digital clock that you have. You squint your eyes and read it. Three in the morning.

You open the door to find Toji, a sheepish smile on his face. He steps into the apartment to pick up a sleeping Megumi. His eyes fall on the counter, where he finds a plate of cold food, a plate that was meant for him. He picks up Megumi from the floor and goes back to the door. He bites down on his lip before muttering, “Didn’t think it’d take so long.”

“You’re fine.” You try to smile at him, your eyes closing on their own. You yawn again and point at the counter, “There’s some food there for you, you can heat it up and eat it if you’re hungry.”

“Okay, thank you.” Toji responds, he takes the plate of food. He walks out of the apartment, and you shut the door. You lay down on your bed, and your phone brightens up. You can’t help but pick it up to see what it is. It’s just a stupid notification for a game but then you notice you have multiple messages from an unknown number.

You’re about to turn off your phone to go back to sleep, assuming it’s just a stupid scam but your curiosity gets the best of you. You unlock your phone and click on the message. The images wake your half-asleep-self back up. You’re wide awake.

“That lying son of a bitch.” You say, looking at the pictures. You really can’t believe it, the man that swore he wasn’t dating is right there.

He’s all dressed up, his arm intertwined with another woman’s– The same woman that you accused him of dating. Momoko. They’re smiling at each other. You swipe to see the next picture and he’s pecking her lips. You feel your stomach churn and you drop your phone.

You want to run to the apartment next to you and pound on the door, letting him hear a piece of your mind. You manage to take a deep breath before laying back down on the bed and shutting your eyes. It’s not worth it.

You’re not wondering who sent you the images, you just know that you’re so fucking pissed off at Toji. You’re fucking jealous.

You hear a knock on your door again, and you know it’s him. You’re thinking of just ignoring him and trying to fall asleep. You’ve set your mind to it, but he knocks again. You’re raging, you doubt that you’ll fall asleep so it’s best to handle the situation now; so you get up from the bed and open up the door to find Toji much more comfortable.

“Hey… The food was good, I meant to–” He begins, and your blood boils as you hear him speak. You can’t handle just standing there emotionless.

“I know that you were on a date with Momoko!” You burst, and his eyebrows furrow. He looks confused, and you’re starting to wonder if that was actually him in the pictures. Maybe your heavy eyes saw wrong, and it wasn’t him. You almost believe it when he responds,

“What are you talking about?” You step into the room to get the birthday bag with his gift. You hand it to him before sighing.

“That’s your birthday gift.” You tell him, and he looks inside to find a shirt. It has nothing to do with your current conversation, but you don’t want to hold on to it. After taking a peek at the shirt, he goes back to your original conversation.

“What do you mean about Momoko?” He asks.

“I don’t know who but they sent me pictures and–” You begin, and he bites down on his lip. Maybe he should apologize for lying to you, but that’s the last thing he’s going to do.

“That’s not your business.” He says, and you raise your brows. You’re taken back by his response, and you feel tears well up in your eyes. You have no idea why he– He’s so fucking confusing.

“I thought we had something going on, Toji. You kissed me yesterday… Not even just that. I spent my entire day taking care of your son free of charge, baking a cake for you, cooking dinner, I went out of my way to buy you that gift. The least I deserve is an explanation and not a lie.” You tell him, fighting back your tears. Toji bites down on his tongue, not sure how to respond. He’d give all his money away to be able to know what to say right at this moment, but he doesn’t. You chuckle, trying not to cry. “Would you look at the time? I should go to bed.”

“Wait– I swear Momoko is no one.” He stops you when you begin to walk away. It’s three in the morning, the main thing in your mind should be sleep, especially since your eyes are closing on their own. You shouldn’t push for an answer, you should let him go back to his apartment to sleep and continue a cordial relationship with him. Yet you still say,

“Right… That’s why you were kissing her.”

“Show me these pictures.” Toji orders, and you purse your lips together. You stare at him for a moment, unsure if you want to actually show him. You still walk to get your phone, and you pull up the pictures. When you hand him the phone, he takes a deep breath. It’s him. There’s no way he can deny it.

“I don’t care if you’re seeing her, just don’t… Try to get with me or lie to me about what you’re doing.” You respond, and it’s taking everything in you to not burst into tears. Toji sighs, and he’s trying his best to figure out what to say. “I’m tired, Toji. I don’t know why I believed you.”

“We’re not dating.” Toji says, even though he saw it clearer than day how he kissed another woman.

“Do you just kiss random women?” You ask him, and his lack of response makes you shut the door but his hand stops it. You’re not ready for the words that leave his mouth next.

“I’m an escort.”

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #anime #jujutsu kaisen x reader #toji fushiguro #jjk toji #jujutsu kaisen toji #daddy toji #toji zenin #jujutsu toji #toji x reader #toji fushiguro x reader #toji x y/n #fushiguro toji #toji x you #dilf toji #toji fic

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nothazellevesque · 7 months

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the thing that works about baldurs gate is that individually, each companion would be the most insufferable bitch in your group project group, yet they all have to work together:

Shadowheart is preachy and hides relevant information from other group members- imagine working on a group project and one of your group mates doesn’t tell you that she’s got a resource that can help you finish the project until you’re already a third of the way in. girl why

Lae’zel believes in her own supremacy over everyone else’s. imagine a working on a project with a group mate who she insists that the entire project be done her way, and she shoots down everyone else’s ideas. yuck. plus, she’s extremely devoted to her queen, so she’s like a teacher’s pet. but like the teacher’s pet for the teacher that’s going to get fired at the end of the semester for trying to murder a student

Astarion- has a tragic backstory, which, cool. but he’s a massive flirt, likes trickery and manipulating people for his own gain, and doesn’t believe in helping others for the sake of helping. imagine working on a project with a guy who tries to extort you or just feeds you incorrect information any time you ask him for help. and that’s not even getting into the whole “literally needs to drink your blood” thing

Gale- fucked a goddess. so massive teacher’s pet. plus he’s got a massive ego and seems to think he’s smarter than everyone else, not to mention his whole goal of “being the greatest wizard”. he’s like the guy who says on his first day of work that someday he’s going to run the company, and any time you have to work with him, he’ll talk about how things will be different when he’s in charge. sir take several seats we work at the same wendys for minimum wage

Wyll has daddy issues and makes deals with devils about it. plus he’s insanely stubborn, complains all the time about how he’s reaping what he’s literally been sowing this whole time. imagine working with a guy who complains that he’s failing the class when you know he’s sitting in the back of the damn classroom watching superhero movies every day and thinking about how he wants to be a hero. sir please god stop watching spider man two and plotting to murder your classmate so you can help me finish this

Karlach has anger issues and a bloodlust that is honestly lowkey terrifying. she WOULD be the kid who snapped in class and threw shit at the teacher. imagine working with a girl who wants to use your whole project to enact revenge against the people who have wronged her (aka your teachers). hellish. plus wyll wants her ass DEAD

and somehow, these six nightmarish bastards have been assembled to do a group project. and if they (and you) fuck it up, the world literally ends. absolute comedy scenario

#baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #karlach #bg3 karlach #shadowheart #bg3 shadowheart #bg3 lae'zel #lae’zel #astarion #bg3 astarion #gale dekarios #bg3 gale #gale of waterdeep #wyll ravengard #bg3 wyll #all of these clowns want to kill each other and fuck Tav and it’s hilarious

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dexlexia · 9 months

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daddy issues (ver. 1) - toji x reader

pairing: toji fushiguro x reader rating: 18+ summary: Being the princess was a hard task. Being spoiled by your daddy was such a burden on your fragile shoulders. To be waited on by the man who spoiled you was such a difficult task. You weren't too sure how one could even TRY and do it. tags: pwp, daddy kink, smut, pet names (princess), d/s, rough sex, lingerie

Being the princess was a hard task. Being spoiled by your daddy was such a burden on your fragile shoulders. To be waited on by the man who spoiled you was such a difficult task. You weren't too sure how one could even TRY and do it.

But you weren't the princess of a big castle in a far off land, you were the princess of a spacious apartment in the heart of Tokyo. And the daddy who spoiled you was a perverted older man with a shit relationship with his son and needed something to fuck into the expensive mattress.

And you were never one to say no to pretty, cute things and a thick cock that made you see stars. So being the princess of your own kingdom seemed like a fitting title for what your charmed life was.

You woke up around noon and found that Toji was gone. You wanted to curl back into bed for another couple of hours but you had to get your day started at some point. you got on your fuzzy slippers and stretched your arms above your head, arching your back in the process. In the kitchen you found a note from Toji

'be home tonight. wear the two piece when i get home. - t“

You brought the paper to your nose and inhaled the scent of the cologne he used and probably sprayed on the letter. You squirmed a little at your love for him as you started your day.

A nice hot cup of coffee and toast with bananas, powdered sugar and syrup on it. You sat on the couch and watched the news as you rested your feet on top of the coffee table. You briefly remembered Toji trying to assemble the table when you first moved in. He swore up a storm as you coyly handed him different screwdrivers. Eventually he took a break and ended up fucking you on the shag carpet next to the semi built table.

Toji could be a rough lover, he liked things that didn't break. He pushed you to your absolute limit to make sure he was getting his money's worth. He said it was like hitting the gas at full speed on an expensive car to make sure the engine didn't burst.

Your day went by quite quickly, most of the time you were kept at the apartment. Toji worried about bad men getting their hands on you, something so sweet and fragile should be protected at all costs. But when you were inside, you had full reign of the apartment. Usually it was spent trying new recipes for Toji, snuggling with the massive stuffed animals he bought you and watch television.

You weren't too sure when Toji was going to come home. It could be at three in the afternoon or one in the morning, he was a busy man after all. But he knew he had a sweet girl to come home to, someone who'd take care of all of his needs once he walked through that door. After all, you'd do anything for daddy, that's what made you such a good princess.

You brought the giant brown teddy bear from the corner of the bedroom and rested against it on the couch, it smelled like him. After all, you did spray it down every few weeks with his cologne when he wasn't looking. You threw the stuffed arm over your shoulder and relaxed against it, imagining it was your daddy. You really couldn't wait until he got home, you were so excited that while in the process of getting the stuffed teddy, you laid out the two piece for him.

The lingerie wasn't anything too special. It was a white bra and panties set with cherries printed all over it. You didn't get what turned him on about them so much, you had so many nicer, more expensive sets but he wanted you in it all the time. When you asked him, he shrugged and said the fabric was durable for when you 'played rough'.

But you wouldn't be putting it on for a while now, as you got comfy you felt your eyelids grow heavy, and it wasn't long before you fell asleep in front of the television. You weren't too sure how long you had been asleep, but then suddenly you woke up to the sound of the front door closing. You popped your head up and looked over the back of the couch to the door and saw your daddy kicking off his shoes.

His dark eyes looked over at you and the corner of his mouth curled, “I see the princess is tired? Didn't sleep well last night?” His voice was low and deadly, it struck a chord in you as you rubbed your thighs together. He was the sorcerer killer after all, he was a force to be reckoned with. He came up to you and rounded the couch so he was in front of you. He reached down and grabbed your chin, “I thought I said I wanted you ready.”

“I'm sorry, daddy.” You gave him puppy-dog eyes as he held onto you. There was no fucking around with Toji, you might be the spoiled princess but he was the man who funded your charmed lifestyle, his word was law within the walls of your apartment, “You didn't tell me when you were coming home.”

He reached for your ass and grabbed it tightly. His calloused hand felt your flesh as he kept his eyes on you, his grip was almost bruising which made you wet. He ran his tongue across the scar on his lip and then said, “Well, baby, you have five minutes to make yourself presentable or else you won't be sitting right for a week. One, two, three, go.” His voice was a growl as he got out of your way to let you get up and rush to the bedroom.

He laughed to himself as he watched you run away, you really were his good little princess. He knew that he had you wrapped around his finger, he'd spoil you as long as you were good to him. But he knew you'd always be good for him, you didn't have a bad bone in your body.

A few minutes passed, in all honesty Toji wasn't keeping track, he then called out, ”thirty seconds, princess.“ And dropped himself onto the couch, his erection strained the front of his pants. His eyes were kept on the door to the bedroom where he heard you bumping into things and cursing to yourself. It was almost adorable how you tried to keep up with him, but he never wanted you to worry your little head about anything. Just sit there, suck his cock and look pretty.

Soon the door swung open and you looked perfect. Toji grinned to himself like a crazed man, that was the princess he knew and loved, wearing something skimpy for the man's eyes only. He adjusted himself in his seat and said, ”C'mere now.“

You even put on the little sheer white thigh high socks with the satin bows at the top. Perfect, perfect, perfect, Toji had no excuse to punish such a sweet angel, his darling princess. You straddled his lap and kissed him on the cheek, ”How do I look, daddy?“

”Like a dream.“ He rubbed his clothed erection up against your panties, you moaned and he grabbed onto your hips, furthing pushing it up against you.

You noticed he had a bruise on his face and went in to carefully kiss it. He hissed through the pain and then moved his head to kiss you on the lips. You had little room to protest as you just melted into his touch. You could feel yourself grow more wet as you felt his hard cock pressed up against you.

”Daddy.“

”Yes, princess.“

”Will you fuck me on the couch?“ You asked, your tone sounded so innocent compared to what you said. Your voice made his cock twitch in his pants. Soon you were placed beside him and he began to pull down his baggy pants past his cock, he freed it and it looked impressive against the black of his athletic t-shirt.

Then he started to fully undress you, he liked the power that came with your nude and him fully dressed. It also gave him more exposed skin to leave marks on. He pulled the panties past your thighs, if this was a cheaper pair he would've ripped them right off. Once you were nude, he leaned forward and smacked your ass as you scrambled back onto his lap.

”There we go, princess. Fuckin' perfect. You're mine right? You're so addicted to my cock that no other man could satisfy you?“ He said, his dark eyes looked darker with lust as you grabbed onto his shoulders and slowly sank down on his cock. He grit his teeth as he felt his cock enter you, a tight wet heat that felt like a punch to the gut.

You whined, ”Yes, daddy.” And sat yourself on his impressive length. You already felt hot all over, the thrill of having sex with him was exciting. You loved the feeling of his cock bullying your insides as he pushed you closer to climax. You especially loved it when he left large, dark marks on your skin, it satisfied a deep part of you that wished to be owned.

“Such a good girl for me. That's it, ride daddy's cock.” He licked his lips, he had that look in his eye that he got when he was fighting. It could be chalked up to the similar feeling of the thrill of the hunt. Toji was the beast and you were the bunny that he wanted to sink his teeth into. He began to bite at your chest. He sucked dark marks on your chest, leaving especially dark ones near your nipples. He knew you'd been feeling them for some time afterwards. That thought excited him.

You moved your hips at a nice, easy pace in an attempt to accommodate yourself to his size, but the pace soon bored your daddy and he gripped your hips and started to bounce you on his cock. His lips were on one of your nipples as he bit and roughly pulled at it. That combined with the also aching feeling of his cock being pushed in and out of your poor pussy made your eyes roll back in ecstasy.

“That's my good girl, such a perfect princess. Always a cock slut for me. You know how to satisfy me.” He groaned as he continued to harsh movements on you. He felt painfully hard, and he couldn't wait to paint your insides white. Thoroughly owned by him.

“Ah, daddy!” You moaned, “Please that feels so good, thank you daddy! Yes! Yes!” You whined as your breasts bounces as you fucked him. You believed that you were a good girl, this was what you were made for. For the affection of older men who enjoyed fucking sweet pussy.

The two of you moved on the couch, Toji could feel the sweat of his body making him stick to his t-shirt and the leather couch. He looked over and saw the stuffed animal looking back at him. He reached out for the giant toy and knocked it to the ground so it would stop staring at him.

“Daddy, that was rude!” You whined as you gripped onto his shoulders tightly, still thrusting your hips up and down on his cock.

“I didn't like how he was lookin' at us, sweetheart.” He grabbed you by the hair and pulled you down for a searing kiss as you continued to move up and down on his cock. The kiss was hot and messy and you could feel his cock bruising your insides as you moved. The sensation left your mind running blank.

Toji thought you looked perfect riding him on the couch, he always thought you looked beautiful when you were nude before him. You were his dream come true as he buried his cock as deep as he could inside of you. He liked his princess, well behaved, generous with her love for him. He wanted you submissive and all hs, even if you could be a brat.

You both felt close to orgasm as the two of you continued to fuck. The kiss soon became open mouthed and Toji's tongue was basically down your throat, muffling all noises that came from you. He grabbed your breasts and played with them, his grip was hard and you knew it would only lead to more bruising. But you loved when Toji bruised you, it made you feel good.

You pulled away from the kiss and wrapped your arms around his neck and shoved your breasts in his face to get a good position to ride him. Toji groaned at the feeling and let you work your magic on his cock. He groaned and gripped your hips once more to guide you like the good daddy he was.

With a few more hard thrusts you soon arched your back and came around his cock. The feeling was immense as you felt all the fight leave your body as pleasure filled up your skull like cotton. You dropped yourself against him, smothering him further with your breasts. He picked up the slack however and continued to thrust up into your limp body as the curl of pleasure formed in his gut.

Soon he was finishing inside of you with a groan, and peeled you off of him to look down at him. Your eyes were glazed over and your mouth hung slightly open as you gulped for air. He grinned and slapped your ass, the sound rang in the air, “That's it.” He purred, “That's a good girl. My darling princess, such a good slut for me.”

You nodded, body hot all over. You slid off of his cock and by his feet on the couch. You rested your cheek on his leg as you tried to catch your breath. And he played with your hair while he relaxed. Where you belong with him. His dark eyes gazed down at you, and you looked up at him.

He smirked at you, “Well c'mon, princess. Why don't you clean daddy up?”

#toji x reader #toji fushiguro #jujutsu toji #toji smut #toji fushiguro x reader #jjkedit #jjk smut #jjk x reader #jjk x you #jjk x y/n #fushiguro toji x reader #toji fushiguro smut #jujustu kaisen #jujustu kaisen x reader #jujustu kaisen smut

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halfnekoslair · 8 months

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My AU main design post

Might be beta >w< Maybe I'll change something. People here make such interesting iterations and mine looks very basic.

But I'll post them anyway

In the subject of eyes, I know that Leo's and Raph's eyes look a little strange in my drawings. It is intentionally so. I wanted to portray Leo's eyes so dark that instead of a pupil, only a reflection is visible. And Raph's eyes should look more animal-like because he's basically my AU's main victim)

Leo: - Was appointed as oldest brother by Splinter. - Daddy's favorite. The best at many things that Splinter considers important. - Often refuses to participate in activities where he knows he will not be the best. - Arrogant, but afraid of the slightest dispraise. - Finds himself pretty cute. >w< - Minimum gear because he's that good. -Thinks black makes him look more ninja. - Quite a positive and adventurous person actually. He sees good in people. - And makes them feel a lot of cringe by telling them about it. - Come on, bad guys. Stop being bad. - A bit of a hypocrite as he thinks it's OK to beat up robbers while his whole family is stealing groceries.

Raph: - Was considered youngest due to the fact that he was lost in the first months after the mutation, but he fought his way to the second oldest position. Literally fought) - Obsessed with physical dominance. Puts strength training far ahead of stealth. - In fact, Splinter is the only one in the family on a relatively healthy diet with him. But they still don't get along and criticize each other in detail. - Likes to look monstrous and scare people. - Not exactly anger management issue... Rather, general cruelty towards humans plus inability to express emotions in a peaceful and quiet way. His brothers often can't tell if he just being loud for the sake of being loud or because something really happened. So they mostly ignore it all. This causes a lot of resentment. - He's pretty pessimistic and it's the hardest thing to get his trust. - In fact, he wants to be proved that he is wrong. - Almost no gear because he doesn't care. He will change his mind after the first major injury.

Donnie: - The middle child who is calm in this position because they all share the same birthday. And it's all stupid. - Considered the weakest fighter in the family, but generally too smart and strategic for that to be a problem. - He thought he would catch up with his brothers in training, but seeing how Leo and Raph jumping out of their shells, he realized he doesn't want to spend so much time on it instead of things he's really interested in. - Looks most human in proportion. Sometimes he dresses as a human to get into a place he really want. - Has an old grudge against Splinter that father does not appreciate his abilities enough and prefers playing ninjas with Leo. - It's mostly him who challenges Leo as a leader by criticizing his plans. - Technical genius. Compared to those around him) Can assemble almost anything. - Bonding with Mikey and Raph around this. - Sees the world in rather gloomy colors, but willingly jumps into any adventure if there is something interesting for him. - Carries a bag with all possible stuff. Outside of combat, he often lets Raph carry it. (He would never agree to carry it if he knew even half of what's inside) - All gear that he deemed reasonable to use. Mikey: - The youngest child, theoretically, and uses this position to his advantage. - Pretty acrobatic despite looking chubby. - Splinter thinks he's a gifted ninja, but Mikey keeps screwing up in training. - Maybe he doing it on purpose. Because it's very important for Leo to be the best and so on. - The best at cooking, but makes the kitchen a mess, which causes conflict with Raph, who also uses the kitchen. - Light and free spirited. Glad to make friends with anyone without questions. Often gets into trouble. -But he always gets saved and doesn't learn anything because he doesn't get the consequences. - The peacemaker. Knows when and what to say. - But often says something stupid just to see the result. - All the gear his brothers were able to get him to wear. Because the little one needs to be protected. - Wears cartoon character keychains and rattles them on missions, driving Leo crazy. Link to the post with all parts of this AU: url It's mostly at the very beginning >w<

#tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt fanart #heroes and monsters au #tmnt au

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i-am-bitterly-jittery · 7 months

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On Death's Doorstep (pt 36/?)

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Word count: 1501

Rating: Teen

Pairings: Anxceit, Karrot Kings

Warnings: kidnapping, evil government agencies, abandonment issues, certain characters need therapy

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And to think, when Janus woke up this morning, they’d thought the only plans they had were to watch the end of Totoro with Patton. Poor, naive first-thing-in-the-morning Janus, little did they know.

The entire household, minus Patton, was assembled in the living room that had been Virgil’s for less than twenty-four hours before he’d run off to be stupid and heroic. Some of the tension that hung thick in the air might have been due to the fact that this was the first time Logan and Remy had been in the same room since Remy’s resurrection, but Janus had more important things on their mind than whether or not Logan was a bad father.

Remy had turned the TV on sometime between when Janus had left, and when Logan brought them back down, so now they had the dull voices of the either incredibly oblivious or paid off newscasters as they speculated the identities of the victims and the likelihood they would be saved droning on in the background. In Janus’s — admittedly biased — opinion, only a moron would fail to see that this was a targeted attack; a completely unknown villain attacks a mall, steals nothing, kidnaps two civilians, and leaves without a fight? Unrealistic.

No, unfortunately all the pieces seemed to be coming together, and Janus did not like the picture they were forming. First, someone somehow knows — or guesses — where Logan will strike, and frames him for blowing up a building and killing a vigilante; then the Director of the Metahuman Affairs Agency shows up on the doorstep of the mother of said vigilante and asks some… probing questions that suggest the Agency is out to get the father of the vigilante (who happens to be Logan); and finally, a supervillain just happens to kidnap the fathers, and only the fathers, of the city’s runaway superhero.

The MAA were the clear culprits, and Janus did not like Virgil’s odds in this fight.

“We have to go after him!” Roman declared loudly, lowering his volume only slightly when shushed. Patton had mercifully stayed asleep so far, and while their luck couldn’t last forever, no one wanted to fast track that conversation. “He’s one of us now, and he needs our help.”

“As much as I want to go after him,” Janus said, all the while shooting worried glances towards Patton’s door. “We don’t know where he went. He can track people and teleport; we have no leads to follow.”

“Maybe he’s–”

Whatever Remy was going to say was cut off suddenly as Patton’s door began to creak open.

Everyone held their breath as a barely awake Patton shuffled out, cat stuffie clutched in his hand.

“Daddy?” He asked, pushing his glasses up with one hand in order to rub the sleep from one eye.

Janus looked to Logan to help; the older man merely gestured at Patton as if to say, “this is your job”. Right, Janus’s job. They could do this.

Janus steeled themself up and tried to project an air of calm — it wouldn’t do to add to the distress Patton would no doubt be feeling in the air.

“Hey, buddy,” they started, approaching Patton slowly, like he was a bomb just waiting to go off. Patton, unfortunately, was already starting to tear up. “Daddy’s not here right now–”

“No!” Patton yelled, cat stuffie held against his heart in a death grip.

“It’s gonna be alright–”

“NO!”

“Pat–” Janus reached out to comfort the child, but their hand passed right through him.

“Nonononono!” Patton continued to scream, but Janus was more focused on their hand and the way it passed this way and that through Patton’s shoulder and arm without making any kind of contact.

“Logan, dear,” Janus heard Babs start behind them.

They were starting to panic, and they knew most of it wasn’t their own, that Patton was unintentionally projecting, but that didn’t make it any easier to overcome.

“All the floors are phase-proof,” Logan replied, no doubt answering his mom’s unasked question.

“Patton please,” Janus begged, unable to get their hands on the screaming five-year-old. “We’ll get him back, I swear!”

But Patton wasn’t listening. The cat slipped from his hands and landed solidly on the ground. The lack of comfort item in his grasp only caused Patton to wail louder.

Janus wished desperately that they knew the right words to say that could comfort Patton, that they could hold him while his world fell apart. But all they could do was watch helplessly as Patton cried for his dad.

Eventually, someone sat on the floor next to Janus. They turned to find Remus picking the cat stuffie up off the ground. She started making the cat dance around as she told what Janus found to be a very strange story about the cat’s adventures; it wasn’t until the third left-field plot-twist that Janus realized what she was doing.

They were trying to shock Patton out of his distress. They were trying to soothe him with their voice and surprise him with her words.

It wasn’t until the cat’s boat was sunk by the Kraken that Patton’s wails quieted into sniffles, and by the time the Kraken married both Godzilla and Mothman — with the cat as the Best Man, of course — that Janus found they could reach out and touch him.

Gingerly, they pulled Patton into their arms. He went willingly enough. Their distress spiked from the direct contact with the still projecting Patton, but there was something almost cathartic about it now.

“It’s not forever,” Janus promised, fat tears rolling down their face as Remus handed Patton the cat back. “We’ll bring him back as soon as we can.”

“Promise?” Patton asked weakly.

“Double pinky promise!” Two Remuses said at the same time, offering their pinkies to Patton. Patton didn’t take them, but he seemed satisfied as he leaned further into Janus’s embrace, panic receding slightly.

Janus looked around to find that while one Roman was hovering nervously, and another one and Logan had gone to make breakfast in the kitchen. Barbra was staring directly at the TV, but Janus didn’t doubt she was paying more attention to them than she was to the news, and they didn’t mind thinking so. Remy looked away quickly when Janus glanced at her, but she had definitely been watching the scene as nervously as Roman was.

“Are you hungry?” They asked Patton gently. The toddler nodded against their chest. “Do you want to go to the kitchen with Roman?”

“‘Kay,” Patton answered tiredly.

Roman moved instantly, carefully lifting Patton from Janus’s grip.

“Come along, my young prince,” he said, lacking his usual enthusiasm. “We shall venture forth and find some pancakes!”

“I don’t know how anyone raises children,” Janus muttered once they were far enough away, leaning fully against Remus. “Especially superpowered children.”

Babs laughed. “Logan was a handful, that’s for sure. Of course, I did have the unfair advantage of knowing what he was going to do a little in advance.”

“What about Emile?” Asked Janus before they suddenly realized their mistake. They tried to backtrack, but Barbra was already waving them off.

“I don’t mind talking about Emile,” she smiled a little sadly, but mostly fondly. “The best way to honor his life is to share it.”

Logan definitely did not share this philosophy, and the only reason Janus even knew about Emile was because they’d needed Logan to explain his sudden change in demeanor before they’d allow him to commit crimes with them.

“Emile was very bright,” Babs said, doing a wonderful job of acting like she didn’t know what Janus was thinking. “He could have gotten into trouble if he’d had a mind for it, but he never did. He adored his brother, and was always following Logan around — of course, Logan adored him too, but you’d never hear him admit it.”

“Did he have powers too?” Remus asked eagerly, Janus was pretty sure she and Roman had been pestering Barbra for stories about Logan as a child and had been taking in every scrap of information hungrily.

“He had a touch of super strength, but he almost never used it — mostly he just pulled the fridge out when his father had a mind to clean behind it. My boys,” she mused wistfully. “I hope they’re showing Atlas what for.”

Janus tried to smile at that, but they didn’t have much in them.

“I’m worried we’re not going to be enough for Patton,” they admitted. “But I don’t know what to do besides getting Virgil back.”

“I can’t believe I’m going to say this,” Remy started, raising her hand. Janus and Remus both startled, having almost forgotten she was there, Babs just smiled encouragingly. “But I think I have an idea.”

Janus looked at her, then at the TV she’d been watching. A hero Janus vaguely recognized from the news was escorting Backlash out of an abandoned-looking warehouse. Behind them, a second hero was escorting the mostly unscathed Thomas and Nico Flores-Sanders.

~~~END~~~

Ten points to whoever can guess what the supervillains’ next move is lol

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agentwashingcat · 1 year

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Honestly the group of friends you assemble in Scarlet/Violet is hilarious because you got like

1. The student council president who comes from money and is absolutely feral about pokemon battles. Just balls to the wall salivating at the thought that you could be her rival

2. The saddest boy with mommy/daddy issues who would do literally anything to save his dog. Is also the king of sandwiches and snark. Would probably cry if you gave him a hug.

3. A literal criminal hacker and gang leader who has extreme social anxiety and communicates with you through the phone while keeping her identity a secret for 75% of the game. Would also probably cry if you gave her a hug.

#pokemon sv spoilers #pokemon scarlet and violet #I love them your honor #I know team star isn't really a gang but shh lol #they're also not not a gang lol

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gamerwoo · 1 year

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[SVT Imprinted] Soonyoung: Two Is Better Than One (Part 2)

Anonymous asked: honestly I just want more soonie & kaito content its the cutest relationship im begging u

Characters: Soonyoung x female reader

Genre/warnings: werewolf au, fluff, a lil humor, reader isn’t from korea and speaks another language, this is mostly just soonyoung with reader’s younger brother rather than soonyoung and reader lmao

Word count: 1,574

Summary: Since Kaito is attached to Soonyoung at the hip (or more like his back like a koala) he sometimes has to take on the task of explaining important milestones and life lessons to him, including where babies come from, and how to become an alpha.

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“Where do babies come from?”

Soonyoung sighed at the question coming from the three-year-old in the cart as he went down the cereal aisle of the supermarket. He grabbed some chips and put them in as he thought of how to answer Kaito’s question.

Trying to explain to Kaito that Faye and Yoona were pregnant was difficult to say the least. At first, when they said the babies were in their tummies, Kaito started crying and accusing the two girls of eating infants. He also just had to ask, “Is Jun the daddy” when he waddled up to Yoona, which caused a whole other issue.

Basically, explaining babies to a kid was hard.

“Babies come from mommies’ tummies,” Soonyoung finally answered, not looking at the child as he pushed the cart further down the aisle.

“How do they get there, though?” he wondered. “If they don’t eat them, how do they get in there?”

Since Soonyoung had no answer, he had half a mind to just tell the poor kid that they really do get eaten. But he wasn’t about to have Kaito bursting into tears in the grocery store, so he wracked his brain for a different explanation that wasn’t sex – not that Kaito would understand that, either.

Finally, Soonyoung spoke up, “Well, what did your mommy and daddy say when you asked where you came from?”

“_____ used to say I came from the store!” he chirped.

“Really?” Soonyoung chuckled as he turned down the next aisle. “Did she say how much you cost?”

“No,” Kaito frowned, looking down at his feet as they hung from the cart. “Hoshi, how much do babies cost?”

“Too much,” he said with wide eyes as he picked up extra baby bottles per Yoona’s request.

Even though they weren’t due for a few more months, the pack was prepping hardcore for these babies – especially Yoona. Clothes were already being bought, cribs were assembled, and diapers were ready. But Yoona seemed more worried about it than Faye did. Not that Faye didn’t care, because she did, but she figured she still had a while. Yoona was getting things not even halfway into the pregnancy.

After Faye and Yoona were announced to be pregnant, Soonyoung thought about what it would be like to have children with you. But he always remembered he had a Kaito to take care of if he wanted to, and honestly, he wished he could adopt the kid. Sure, he was sometimes a handful, but Soonyoung loved the heck out of him. And it made him happy to know that Kaito looked up to him.

“Do they sell babies at this store?” Kaito asked.

“No, I think they’re fresh out,” Soonyoung chuckled.

Soonyoung then went to get sodas, beer, and other snacks for their barbecue that afternoon. The pack just wanted to have a good time together after what had happened – plus, they were still trying to cheer Junhui up who was still sulking half the time – so Juri brought up the idea of a cookout.

“Ooh, can we get apple juice?” Kaito gasped when Soonyoung passed by a pack of juice boxes.

“Don’t you like soda?” Soonyoung asked.

“No,” he pouted, “fizzy makes my mouth hurt.”

So Soonyoung stopped, backed up, grabbed the juice, and went to check out before he had to grab anything else. But of course, as soon as he got up to get in line at the registers, Faye texted him to get more pickles.

With a groan, Soonyoung backed the cart up and went to get a jar of pickles.

“Where’re we going, Hoshi?” Kaito asked.

“To get Faye some–”

His phone vibrated again, this time a text from five different people.

Don’t buy Faye any more pickles.

Soonyoung was about ready to bash his head into the handle of the cart. He turned it around and went back to the registers, only to find two more people in front of him in line.

Being pregnant was hard, explaining pregnancy to children was hard, and dealing with pregnant people was also hard.

Everything was just hard.

After the mates and Kaito had their plates filled, the pack scarfed down whatever was left and promptly started running about the yard. The only ones left sitting with the mates – other than Aya – were Minghao, Joshua, and Soonyoung. The group watched the werewolves chase each other all over the yard to burn off their extra energy, while Kaito watched with excited eyes as Soonyoung tried to feed him the rest of the food that was on the toddler’s plate.

“C’mon, bud, you gotta eat,” Soonyoung frowned, noticing Kaito was getting more and more distracted by the werewolves by the second.

Kaito frowned, turning his head away from Soonyoung to look at his sister, “_____, I wanna be an alpha too.”

“I’m sorry Kaito,” you smiled sadly, pushing your fingers through his hair to get it out of his eyes. You knew it wasn’t necessarily what he wanted to hear, but you didn’t necessarily want to hear him howling in his bedroom and making your parents question where he learned that from, “but you’re not–”

Soonyoung already knew this would cause Kaito to get upset and start crying, and that was the last thing he wanted. Who cared if he thought he was a werewolf for a few years until he got older and knew better? Might as well let him dream, right?

“You’re not, um,” Soonyoung cut you off as he looked around the yard in search for an answer, “uh…properly…initiated yet!”

“Right!” Joshua nodded in agreement with the younger wolf. “Once you’re initiated, you’ll be the real alpha.”

Of course, the pack heard this, so Seungcheol came trotting over right up to Kaito. He bent his head, putting his nose in his lap so Kaito could pet him.

“What about Seungcheol? Isn’t he alpha?” Kaito asked, giggling at the happy rumbles coming from the wolf in front of him.

“Once you’re initiated into the pack, you’ll out-alpha him,” Minghao explained with a quiet laugh.

“How?” Kaito frowned. “I’m too small.”

“You’ve never thought you were too small for anything,” you muttered, rolling your eyes and remembering the absolute fit he threw because he wasn’t allowed to ride on Eunmi’s motorcycle, claiming he was ‘a big kid’.

“Nah,” Soonyoung smiled as he stood up from the grass and bent down to pick up Kaito, “you’ve seen Aya, and she’s tiny, too.”

He set the child on Seungcheol’s back. Your eyes bugged out as you scrambled to your feet and rushed over to your mate, grabbing onto one of his biceps.

“Uh, what’re you doing?” you asked in a panicked tone. “What if he falls of?”

“Baby, he’ll be fine,” he promised with a soft laugh, kissing your temple. “You’re worrying too much. Cheol won’t go too fast, he knows better.”

“Just hang on, Kaito!” Joshua called.

Kaito’s tiny hands grabbed onto Seungcheol’s fur as he excitedly kicked his legs. And then Seungcheol trotted off toward the rest of the wolves, who started following him around as Kaito shouted orders. Of course, they all played along, knowing they’d make the kid the happiest he’d ever been.

The mates that were watching the pack – most of them with happy expressions, but you looked absolutely terrified – didn’t notice Minghao, Joshua, and Soonyoung go into the house to take off their clothes before shifting. It wasn’t until they heard the noise, and then watched three wolves leap through the open door that you let out a groan.

Of course Soonyoung had to encourage this and be a part of it.

Sooyoung could get too excited, and your biggest fear was somebody getting too rough around Kaito, or him falling off. You at least trusted that Seungcheol wouldn’t go too fast, but then your breath caught in her throat as Soonyoung walked up beside the alpha, and Kaito managed to climb onto Soonyoung from Seungcheol.

“Kaito!” you squealed. “Please be careful!”

As soon as the child was on, and Soonyoung could feel his fur being tugged from how tight Kaito was holding on, Soonyoung took off. It wasn’t as fast as he could go, but it was enough to make you scream out of fear that her brother would fall.

“Soonyoung, I swear to fucking god, if you drop him–!” you shouted, reverting back to your native language in your panic.

But Kaito was squealing with delight, his cheeks hurting from laughing so much.

“I’m the alpha!” Kaito shouted as the rest of the pack followed Soonyoung in the circle that Kaito was leading him in.

Kaito suddenly let out a howl, his face tilting up toward the sun that was lowering in the sky. The rest of the wolves paused to copy his actions, letting out loud howls that drowned out the one from the human boy. And then Juri grabbed Jaehee’s wrist and brought her over to the pack, howling along with them. Then Bomi ran over with Eunmi and Areum. Then Faye and Yoona. Then Yerin and Kira.

And finally, you ran to catch up and managed to squeeze your way to the middle of the group to put an arm around your brother, who grinned down at you before he took in a deep breath and continued howling. So you howled too.

The entire pack howled at nothing, just to make Kaito happy.

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f1inl3ey · 2 years

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Here’s some headcanons for tbp characters that no one asked for

Finney

Obsessed with queen

Allergic to bees

HATES pineapple

Autistic

Special interest is space

Severe anxiety

Braids Gwen’s hair every morning

Has a box in his closet full of plushies that he put away after being made fun of bc of them

Once him and Gwen swapped rooms without their dad knowing (like literally swapped furniture and everything)

Works at a graveyard when he’s 20 as a half time job while he’s at uni

Becomes an astronomer

Hates having long nails. Cuts them all the time

Only Robin knew about his dad so after he died he could only rely on Gwen since he didn’t want to tell donna that kind of stuff

Bisexual

Robin

Convinced finney to grow out his hair a bit

Follows finney around after he gets out and the other ghost boys find it weird and creepy

Dyslexic

His bandana reeks bc he never takes it off unless he’s sleeping or doing anything that could get it wet

3/4 of his closet is t shirts that he’s cut the sleeves off of

ADHD

Nice when he’s not beating someone up and everyone thinks it’s weird

Tried to skateboard once and sprained his ankle

Extremely selfless (ex. Denies all help from everyone when sick or hurt)

Weirdest music taste, it’s all over the place

Literally no musical ability at all

Hands are always clammy (is that how u spell it?) it annoys everyone

Stole his uncles truck once

Gay

Bruce

Selfless

Surrounds his whole life with what he thinks his parents would find disappointing and tries to avoid doing those things but stops after his friends told him that it wasn’t healthy

OCD

Hides in Amy’s room when he’s sad and watches her go about her daily routine. It makes him feel better.

Loves dogs

Amy covers for him when he sneaks out and he does her chores for a week after to repay her

Room is messy but clean at the same time

Writes the most vile insults about people in Japanese in his favourite notebook

Hates metal and paper straws

Collects baseball cards

Obsessed with solitaire. Plays it daily

Puts ice in every drink he possibly can

Likes sherbet

Doesn’t like labels but says he likes both boys and girls

Vance

Him and Bruce used to be friends until he pushed Bruce away

Severe daddy issues

Mummy issues but also doesn’t have mummy issues at the same time

Chews gum constantly

Graffitis trains

Autistic

Special interest is pinball

Bpd

As gay as one can be

Major feminist bc of his mum

HATES sleeves

Actually really smart and has good grades. He only stayed back 2 years because of the amount of suspensions he was getting

Literally screaming for help (subtly) but no one is listening

Billy

Several near death experiences

Vitamin deficiency

Was best friends with griffin way before they got kidnapped. Was absolutely crushed when he found out he was missing

His dog is his comfort

Hates his neighbours

Delivers newspapers to robin

Mummy issues

Reads books that are at least an inch thick

Collects rocks

Knows there’s something mentally wrong with him but doesn’t care enough to actively seek out a diagnosis or an answer

Mood disorder

Always carrying a pack of mints around

Aroace

Likes sour candy

Griffin

Iron deficiency

His dad died when he was little and he currently lives with his mum

Once tried to eat a crayon

Social anxiety

Puts beads on his shoelaces

Excoriation disorder/dermatillomania ( a form of ocd where an individual compulsively picks at their skin)

Always had to be sent home because he was sick. Never had enough money to go to a doctor

Gwen talked to him during a boring assembly once but they never became friends or talked to each other again

Spent lunch in the boys toilets or in his favourite teachers classroom

Weirdly obsessed with English, loves correcting people on their grammar or spelling and learning new words

Billy was his safe person. He’d always go to Billy when he was upset.

Once got so bored that he stared at the clock in his house for 3 hours

Extremely rough hands

Thinks too much. Comes out with the weirdest shit like “how do dreams work”

Gwen

Grows up to realise that she’s on the acespec

When she first met Robin she didn’t like him but then they started talking about finney together and she warmed up to him very quickly

LOVES Donna. Warms up to her very quickly and every time she’s over, hanging out with finney she always drags her away from him to do her hair and play dolls with her

Collects bracelets

As a teenager she starts to put posters of her celebrity crushes on her wall

Loves the Beatles and David Bowie

As soon as the ‘talking with psychopaths’ book series came out her and finney became obsessed with it.

Allergic to nuts. Specifically peanuts (poor gwenny she can’t have Nutella)

Actually hates when people call her Gwendolyn. She just prefers Gwen

Likes thriller movies over horror

She’s a hoarder

Becomes obsessed with paranormal activity shows

When she graduates high school she goes on a road trip and calls it the ‘the drive of ‘87’ (I think that’s around the time she should graduate high school)

She’s the type of person that can sleep anywhere. And I mean anywhere

Donna

My girl is a raging bisexual and you cannot tell me otherwise

She thinks of Gwen as the little sister she never had

She loves partys but she wouldn’t sneak out just to go to one. She’d rather get her well deserved beauty rest

Blondie stan

Has a 15 step skin care routine and a 9 step hair care routine

The biggest bookworm. She goes to cinemas with the book of the movie she’s watching just to see how much the movie missed

Her and Gwen bond over their love for the Beatles and when she stays the night in Gwen’s room they scream the lyrics to the entire abbey road album and finney finds it so annoying

Converse high tops is her go to shoe. She loves her high tops and has all the colours she can get

Her and finney bond over queen, they argue over who the best band member is

My girl loves the smell of lavender. She owns anything lavender that she can get her hands on. Even her perfume is lavender

She prefers listening to finney and Gwen talk over everyone else

Collects charms and puts all the ones she’s collected on the same necklace that she wears daily. She even has a charm in the shape of a moon that finney and Gwen got her for her 14th birthday

Loves crystals. Thinks they’re the prettiest things ever

Listens to podcasts all the time

This was longer than I expected but it’s fine

#the black phone #tbp #vance hopper #bruce yamada #vance the black phone #finney blake #robin arellano #billy showalter #griffin stagg #Gwen blake #donna tbp #headcanons #tbp headcanons

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scarlettacklen1986 · 1 year

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I'm Exactly Like Him •Kingsman Merlin•

Word count: 497

Type: Fluff

Warning: brief illusion/mention of sexism

Paring: Merlin × Oc (description is kept limited name can easily be changed when reading)

Summary: Arthur's daughter is at her limit with her father and Merlin is there as comfort

"I can't find Olivia anywhere," Arthur complained the older man was frantically looking for his daughter.

It nearly made Merlin laugh.

Olivia King was not some 6-year-old who had to hold onto her daddy's hand through social events, she was a fully grown woman, with a PhD and job and her own place and a partner who was currently using his wine glass to hide his grin from her oblivious dad.

Merlin had started his relationship with Olivia 2 years ago, she'd flirted with him a few years before that but shagging your boss' daughter isn't exactly advised.

It was however exhilarating, the sneaking around and hiding made the two feel like teenagers again.

Merlin excused himself, leaving the large gala out to one of the many hallways in the Kingsman Manor, finding Olivia where he always would.

Leaning overlooking the gardens on the balcony nearest his office, Merlin snuck up behind her placing a hand on her back causing the girl to flinch and turn quickly knocking her glass of wine off the balcony and plummeting to the stone floor.

"Well I apologise for that," Merlin said causing Olivia to laugh her shoulders relaxing at tge sight of Merlin.

She looked as gorgeous as ever, with curled hair pinned back, smokey makeup and a black velvet dress with a single long sleeve, the dress reached the floor with a thigh-high split at her left leg, exposing her leg and black high heels that Merlin swears could stab a man.

"Your father is looking for you," Merlin told her Olivia groans rolling her eyes.

"Making sure I don't embarrass the King family name," she grumbled.

"Like dropping glasses of wine off balconies?" Merlin asked grinning, Olivia hit his shoulder

"That was your fault,"

"Why is your father so nervous about you doing something?" Merlin asked leaning his back against the balcony.

"My father-" Olivia sighed leaning her arms on the balcony. "-Tells me that I'm too loud but he hasn't figured out that I inherited it from him, that some traits were passed down to his daughter even though he wanted to see them in sons and I bet had I been a boy he would've told me to shout louder! Because the world wants to hear what man says,"

Merlin stepped towards her, crowding her against the balcony. "Your father, is a classiest, sexist POS, he doesn't see the amazing potential his daughter holds and how amazing she truly is," he said tucking some loose hair behind her ear. "Despite all her daddy issues," he jabbed.

"Hey! My daddy issues is why I like you," she teased.

"And I'm grateful for them," he leaned in kissing her.

Olivia smiled her arms going around his neck, his to her waist.

"Holy shit! Merlin and Samson!" The two pulled away seeing a shocked Eggsy, Harry, and a furious-looking Arthur staring up at them, presumably having assembled to investigate the shattered wine glass.

"Run?" Olivia asked glancing at Merlin.

"Run" he agreeded grabbing her hand

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sheyshocked · 1 year

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Fic Masterpost (2023)

Organized by year 2020 | 2021 | 2022 | 2023

Updated! (26th February - new gen one-shot - Always Too Much, Never Just Enough)

Team Fortress 2

Heavy/Medic

One-shots

Even Healers Need Healing - Medic collapses after a battle and Heavy carries him home despite his protests that he can walk. Hurt/Comfort, Canon-typical Violence, 1,189 words.

Spy/Scout’s Mother

It Runs in the Family - Spy finds out that he has an overbite, just like his son. Unfortunately, what looks like a charming quirk on his three-year-old he sees as a fatal flaw in himself. Hurt/Comfort, Implied Sexual Content, Dad Spy, 1,234 words.

Scout/OC

Multichapters

Baby It’s All Just Chemistry - Months after the RED team assembled and its members started getting used to one another, they receive some shocking news. They are about to get a new teammate soon. AU, tenth class, humor, slice of life. Minor Heavy/Medic, RED!Demoman/BLU!Soldier and Spy/Scout’s mom. Chapters 2/?,

Genfic

One-shots

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amarriageoftrueminds · 1 year

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Just saw your post about Steve and Oscar Wilde, and I'm headcannoning that Steve was a Wilde fan through and through, and a prolific reader. I'm mainly doing this because a girl can project her own love and hobbies onto her favourite cahracters.

Imagine a queer Irish asthmatic kid who isn't allowed to go out and play with the other children at school because of his weak immune system and the fact that his mother is a TB nurse who he has close contact with. One day he picks up a book to pass the time and is immediately hooked on reading.

Mary Shelley. John Steinbeck. Agatha Christie. Virginia Woolf. You name it, he's either read it or it's on his list.

Until one day he picks up Oscar Wilde, and Steve is reading something written by a man who is queer and Irish like him.

Imagine a queer Irish Brooklynite visiting a dingy, beloved bookstore and pestering the owner if he has any more Oscar Wilde.

Books, plays, or poems, Steve has everything that has Oscar Wilde on the cover of it.

He saves up the money from his art commissions to pay rent, food for himself and Bucky, and of course books.

How do you think Steve reacted when he walked into a modern bookstore and saw all the contemporary classics that he had missed in the ice. Would he cry while reading The Book Thief? Would he like Fahrenheit 451? What about The Kite Runner?

Unlike how the MCU has portrayed him as (a man who is so out of depth with the future and stays that way, not helped by Tony's antics of reminding him of it ever single scene), I believe Steve would love learning and reading about the future.

What's your opinion?

(the post)

I wouldn't say Steve stays that way! He hasn't been out of his depth since 2012, that phase was already over for him by the time of CATWS. His wardrobe was updated, he had a smartphone, a to-watch/listen list, his own sound system, familiarity with the internet, modern cookery, modern medicine, etc. etc. And he was a man ahead of his time already in the 40s; he was passionately antifa, his values were advanced enough to see him ostracised, and he assembled a team more diverse than the Avengers.

He was well prepared for the future, and that was before he got Bucky back! So it's really only Tony's daddy issues/seething inferiority complex running its mouth, and later the dipshits of EG talking a pile of steaming shit about a version of Steve they did not, in fact, portray.

Ahem.

That said: it must be absolutely wild to Steve, to have both the spending power and this number of books available at the same time, in the future?

(Plus, coming from war time, paper rationing, pre-set novels shipped out to the US Army... not able to choose his reading material, etc. What a breath of fresh air!)

I have an old headcanon about Steve and his mum having an 'Irish shelf' in their humble apartment, consisting of Irish authors exclusively, including Oscar Wilde! (James Joyce, WB Yeats, George Bernard Shaw, Bram Stoker, Jonathan Swift, Maria Edgeworth.)

But I also have a headcanon that Steve would listen politely to whatever SHIELD thinks he ought to read, nodding attentively...

And then ignore everything they said, get hold of a list of 'Banned Books of the 20th century' and read every damn one, in chronological order, first chance he gets! 😂

(So yeah Fahrenheit 451 would be a good start! Nineteen Eighty Four would be on there, since he'd be interested to see the 'next' take on a Brave New World.

The 'disillusioned soldiers of WWII as authors' would be an interesting demographic to him initially, I think; to hear what other guys like him felt. But it would be difficult because I think books set in the actual war itself would surely be too painful to read, at first. It would take a few years before he could stand it, IMO. So I don't think he could manage, eg. Slaughterhouse 5, The Book Thief, etc.

I headcanon that he'd go decade by decade, learning the history, and then reading the 'big novels' of each period, to get a feel for it.

I think he'd be interested to read the beatnik/silent generations works too (eg. On The Road), out of a suspicion that -- if he had come back from the war -- he would've been one of them, wandering around America, rather than one of the faceless 1950s suburbanites.)

It's mind-boggling to consider how many classics he wouldn't have read or heard of!

But he'd read anything that's being banned from schools, especially -- and he'd make sure to get snapped reading them in public to increase exposure for banned authors. 😇

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