#here or there would go a long fukin way!!

[conniemb]

The difference between "fanatics and gamers"

So basically I'm just gonna word vomit about this topic in regards to destiny because it's been on my mind a lot recently since I've came back to destiny and I've been watching a few vids on the whole discourse surrounding destiny and it's state as a game and feel like I've kinda come to a resolution in my mind about why a lot of this is happening and why some people feel differently about the game. PSA this post isn't supposed to be some big angry discussion trying to say people's concerns about the game is wrong or invalid I kinda jus wanna spew my thoughts out there but do feel free to comment your thoughts about it if you wanna discuss it!

So I start by differentiating between "fanatics" and "gamers" which probably seems like a cringey way to put it but it's the only kind of physical representation of both sides that I could think of. So fanatics are people I'd describe as being absorbed in every aspect of the game, lore, art comics, gameplay, characters etc the type of people who are out here writing fanfics and creating ocs where as gamers are people that are here solely for the game itself. They are playing a game for its mechanics and enjoyment and their involvement in the greater community doesn't span much further than that. They might be interested in the lore (obviously you'd have to enjoy the story to play the game in the first place) but they're not out here making their own content in regards to the game i.e reading/creating fanfics and ocs etc. Now after establishing what each side means from what I can tell the people most upset by the state of the game are the gamers while the ones defending the Devs and just having a good time within the game and it's universe are the fanatics.

So why are people mad?

Well both sides seem mad in the current situation of destiny. The gamers are upset that the contents running dry and the fanatics are getting upset about the gamers constant anger and bashing directed towards the game and the Devs. Like don't get me wrong I understand where people come from when they're annoyed about bugs, it makes the game harder to play and then there's the issue of content running dry and then the vaulting of older content (something that I find extremely upsetting). But I think the constant negative approach towards these issues isn't always healthy to the game, play wise and the actual players mental health wise. I recently watched Mr Fruits video on this talking about the video Datto made and I think the main message there is something that so many gamers need to keep in mind and it's that if your not having fun playing a game and you can't find anymore satisfaction from it play something else. If your playing a game for the content it's Devs are providing you and that content isn't as fulfilling and entertaining for you anymore then just play something else for a while. I think a lot of people have these really unrealistic expectations as to what the Devs can produce within the game and I think if you believe the Devs are seeing the discourse going on in the community and people voicing their issues with the game and are just deciding to sit back idly and do nothing about it then you're a fukin idiot. The people at Bungie are just that, people. People with limitations. There's probably an infinite amount of reasons as to why the issues that're there are there and these things will take a long ass time to fix. If they were easy to fix everyone and their nan would be making bestselling games. In terms of content running dry for people of course this is gonna happen. There's a limit on people's creativity and the amount of content a single group of people are able to produce. And with the amount of content already in the game it's gonna be extremely hard to make new content that's cohesive and makes sense in the greater universe of the game. So yeah it might've only taken you a couple tens of hours to complete the campaign content with your clan full of experienced players but that's not what it's there for in my opinion. The game isn't there to just be played it's there to be enjoyed fully and completely. This is content that the creators have poured months of their lives into thinking up and designing. If destiny was pumping out content at the rate some people seem to think it should come out the game would be a shit show. It would be riddled with plot holes, stuff that just doesn't make sense and would eventually fuck up the game even more gameplay wise. I'm sorry but I don't want this game to turn into some sci-fi Fortnite. I want the Devs to take their time making compelling content that's actually engaging.

Superiority of the fanatics

Please hear the sarcasm in that subtitle but the point of what I'm saying is the fanatics are the ones winning here and I think this is the fangroup that the games actually directed towards. Destiny is a storytellers game, that much is obvious from the games expansive lore and world building. Your given a platform to create your own character and create their story following the campaigns that the company themselves are providing which is something very reminiscent of ttrpgs like dnd or lancer. Obviously it's not got the same customisation as those games but the idea is there. The reason why a lot of fanatics aren't getting super upset about the "lack of content" in the game and it's bugs is because they understand that the content is fucking there but sometimes you gotta warp the content yourself a little to keep up that sense of enjoyment. People do this by writing fanfics, creating art, creating ocs etc. When Bungie aren't directly giving us content to play we are making our own content and sharing it with others because this is what destiny is for us it's not just a game it's a world we're experiencing and being a part of. And that's my point, destiny isn't a game for gameplay mechanics sake and if your playing it for that reason and getting upset then it should be obvious your playing the wrong game and maybe it's time to take a break and try something new. If your wanting a game that spoon feeds you content to keep you hooked then I don't think Destiny is the game for you it's never been that sort of game in my opinion. When I came back to destiny I was hyped to dive head first into lore books, video essays, blogs because I knew I had a lot to learn and create myself and that's what I expect from destiny and tbh it's what I'd think any newcomer to the game should expect. And in terms of bugs in the game obviously they're annoying but I feel like from having a greater respect for the Devs and the content they're making your in a mindset that makes it easier to digest that these things take time. For a company to be making all this content, world building, server mechanics, game mechanics and so much more it's gonna be rough to get to every single bug in the game. And tbh I've been playing the game again for almost a month now and I haven't actually experienced that many bugs in the game, no more than what I've seen in other games I've been playing but I want everyone to take that with a heavy pinch of salt because obviously everyone's experience within the game is different.

The issues of paywalls and vaulting content.

Now this. THIIIISS. I get it, I really do having to pay for seasonal content and constant dlcs is probably the most frustrating thing about modern gaming. But that's the thing it's not just a destiny issue this is a modern gaming worldwide issue. Fucking hell even Pokémon is drifting into the dlc hell hole and paywalls with many of their services. Like it's just apart of gaming now and it can be frustrating but it's something you kinda gotta accept and it's not something you're gonna really be able to avoid no matter what game you play that isn't an indie game. As for the vaulting of older content and the removal of game aspects as seasons progress this is probably the single most frustrating thing about the game right now for me especially as a returning player but I also see why destiny is doing it. The game is reaching a size which is becoming unmanageable and the removal of some content is a necessary evil to keep the game going in my opinion. And to Bungies credit they have announced they will be no longer vaulting dlc content going forwards since last year I believe. And look yeah you can't play the content anymore but it's still out there to enjoy in the form of lore and video essays and play through videos. It's not the same but it's something and I've been enjoying sifting through the content available to me. Again I feel this is where the difference in destiny fan comes in. Gamers aren't satisfied with just consuming content about the game which is a totally fair stance to have on the game but there's also a number of games out there that aren't doing this sort of stuff cus they dont have to and maybe those are the type of games that you should play.

The state of the game for new and returning players.

Now this is probably my biggest fukin gripe with the gamers side of the community because in my opinion the biggest thing that's damaging the experience for new and returning players isn't the games bugs, it isn't the games slow approach to releasing new content or the vaulting of content, it's the constant negativity being emitted by that side of the community in regards to the game and the Devs as well as their attitude towards people wanting to learn more about the game. When I decided I wanted to make a return to destiny I did what I'd say a lot of other people have done and taken to sites like Reddit to ask questions about the game so I'd have some idea of what to expect coming back in and the responses of got of people who are meant the be "fans" of the game were sickening. Id have to sift through maybe 15 responses telling me to delete the game, I'm an idiot for wanting to play it, the games at its worst state than ever, there's no point even trying, before I found even one post actually giving me the information I was asking for and giving me tips on how to get back into the game. The only thing that actually made me contemplate not getting back into destiny was the constant negativity being emitted by that side of the community during that time. Not the negative aspects of the game that're definitely there, it was just the sheer miserable energy I was receiving from these people. And that's the thing while yes the game really isn't at its best state for new or returning players there are still ways to make it work and I found those ways buried underneath all the bullshit negativity the others were spouting. This is what's hurting the games ratings in my opinion. The games not at its worst state it's ever been for new and returning players entirely because of what the Devs are doing, a huge chunk of that issue is the negativity coming from this side of the player base.

In conclusion.

If your not enjoying destiny at this moment in time then stop playing for a bit. Maybe consider that this game isn't for you. Voice your opinions and concerns in a respectful manner. And for new people wanting to get into destiny jump right in! If you wanna get the most out of the game then it's gonna take some effort ima he honest. It's gonna take more than just hopping on the game and playing. And if that's not your vibe then that's totally fair not every game is gonna be for every player. And take my advice if you do wanna learn more about the game and how to get into it please stay away from Reddit. Stick to Tumblr people are actually nice here and wanna educate you in a positive and reaffirming way that is healthy for the state of the game and it's community. Thanks for coming to my Ted Talk.

#destiny 2 #destiny the game #vent post #bungie #new destiny player #kindergaurdian

[heard-nsfw-is-back]

Ok I'll write the Donkey Kong x Mario fics myself. It's not going to be good though. This is also really fukin long I apologize in advance. I wanted to make a joke about riding pipe but I won't. I could, and it would be hilarious, but I won't.

On off days when they aren't trying new obstacle courses that the princess Peach made or answering emergency house calls, Mario would be exploring. The mushroom kingdom was vast and spectacular. Even in the Jungle every corner was a new sight, a new creature to meet or fight. Bowser had relaxed a lot and now his abduction of the Princess was few and far between, more political than romantic. The Toads have gotten braver. Learning how to defend their home wasn't easy. They relied on a steady, easy life; but agreed it would be best for any emergencies. It kept Mario busy too. Luigi would be off clearing areas that had rumored ghosts, though Mario knew it was an excuse to see Bowser. He shuddered. What his brother saw in that guy was beyond him. Although, he paused, when his brother found out about his teeny Itty-bitty miniscule really, crush on Donkey Kong he would never drop it. Always sending amused looks whenever Mario came up with an excuse to race or he "needed" a new kart. A race! That's what he needed. Just a rush to escape the cobwebs in his head. Doubling back to the city to find the pipe, he really thought about it. Peach made sense right? I mean not really. He was a plumber and she was the Princess of an actual genuine kingdom. Although his brother was seeing a king so maybe not. But Donkey Kong was funny. And nothing phased him. Even when he lost most fights against Mario, he took it as a learning opportunity instead of an insult. His people loved him effortlessly. He was smart and driven. Mario sighed, leaning on a wall in front of the pipe to the Jungle Kingdom. Would it be weird to show up? Would he be normal talking to the guy he had a crush on? He had a crush on a gorilla that played go karts, what was he thinking. There was nothing normal about this. He took a step forward and accidentally triggered the pipe and before he knew it, he was on his way. A minute later he tumbled in to lush grass and took a deep breath. He really needed to learn how to use those better. Mario stood and brushed off his overalls. Rhythmic thumping was headed his way and Mario looked around desperately for a power up box. Donkey Kong came out from the deep and rushed in front of Mario. "Hey what are you doing here?" He smiled and bumped his shoulder. Mario smiled and rubbed his now aching shoulder. "Can we talk? I need to tell you something."

Fucking idk man, two heartfelt confessions later they were raw dogging it in the forest and Mario got dick drunk. They did it every few days cause Mario is like half his size and he's now 100% a size queen. I'm not writing that but that's where this was going.

#donkey kong #mario bros #i'm so so so sorry #Gross fanfic #donkey kong x mario

[cow-tag]

Holding the universe in his arms/////Fuck it we ball jonatello fusion fic real

literally so fucking exausted i might not even continue idfk but i needed to get it off my google docs so i can continue or smthn idfk but here yall go enjoy

The crystal glowed with an eerie light, illuminating the room and reflecting off Donnie’s goggles. They carefully chipped a piece off and held it under a microscope, watching the colors swirl and change. It was unlike anything they had ever seen before, and it certainly wasn’t recorded in human history. ‘Makes sense’ they thought, huffing to themself lightly. ‘I found it on a crashed Kraang ship, so it’s probably some sort of alien material.’ 

The object glowed and almost pulsed. It was mesmerizing, one could fall asleep if they stared at it for too long. But Donnie wasn’t going to sleep. Not just yet. 

Now, Donnie should have expected what happened next. It’s rare they get a moment of peace with their family. But, surprisingly, the person that tumbled into their lab with a laugh and a shout was not an orange and green blur. Donnie looked over at the absence of orange for a split second, but immediately turned back when they saw the intruder. Of course he would bother them at this exact moment. 

“Heeeyyy, Stickmaster!! What’s that shiny rock ya got there?” 

Arnold Casey Bernid Jones Junior. The way Donatello got his full legal name is not important. What is important is the fact that he is their greatest rival. In love, in snarky remarks, in machinery, you name it. Except intelligence. They trump him on that topic. But either way, he has no reason to be here, and Donatello had no reason to put up with him. 

“Nothing you need to know about Puckhead, now get out of my lab before I lose a foot up your ass.” Donatello doesn’t move from their spot examining the crystal, not even when they hear a chuckle and a soft “Hot.” come out of Casey. He’s been doing that lately. He’s been.. Flirting. More so than normal. Which in and of itself is a feat, considering the walking pansexual disaster flirts with almost everyone he meets. No, the flirting is not strange. It’s that he’s been flirting with Donatello. An insane thing to hear, Don was shocked the first time they heard any words of romantic affection come from his mouth. But, alas, this is true. It started out small, just little “damn!”s and wolf whistle coming from the human. But it’s been escalating more as of late. Patting their shoulder and giving them a sly smirk, random offhand comments about their attractiveness, a couple sexual innuendos thrown in with their regular banter. Donatello hated it. They hated it so much, they hated the way their face flushed when he got close, hated the way their stomach flipped when he smirked. It was ridiculous, unnecessary, horrible, but somehow the best feeling they’ve ever had. 

“Come on, I just wanna look! Just a little peek?” Casey whines, slumping over Donatello’s shoulder. He was close. Too close. They could feel the warmth emanating from his body, feel the unnaturally loud thrum of his heart, could feel his hot breath on their neck. He was too close. Far too close. They shrug him off the best they can, which resulted in him groaning and spinning their chair, and by proxy, them, to face him. He steps back and crosses his arms, a slight pout on his tan, freckled face. It shouldn’t have been endearing. “Listen, Shit-for-brains, I have work to do. I need to study this.” They turn back, hearing another loud groan come from their ally. 

“Doonniieeeeeee, you’ve been in here for days! That's the whole fukin’ reason I'm in here, Leo told me to come and get ya before she came in to whoop your sorry ass into bed.” Donnie scoffed, of course that was why he was here. Their sister. He would never come in here on his own terms. 

[a small part of Donnie deflated at that last thought. They smack that part of themself upside the head, and focus on ignoring his presence.]

“Well, you can tell her that I am just fine staying where I am. I have been keeping up with my hygiene, and have been eating and drinking properly. There is no reason I should need to leave.” Casey barks out a laugh, pushing Donnie’s tools across the table to lean in front of them. “‘You can tell her that I am just fine staying where I am’” Casey mocks them with a high, nasally voice, adopting a smug, reserved look as he does so. “Bull! When was the last time you went out and ate?” He then yells, reverting back to his regular, loud voice. Donnie shrinks back just a titch at the volume, before scoffing and crossing their arms. “This morning.” They say, pushing the goggles up on their forehead. 

Casey raises an eyebrow. “And what was the date of this, ‘this morning’?” he says, eyeing them suspiciously. Donnie pauses. 

“April 3rd.” 

There's a moment of silence before Casey bursts out laughing again. “April 3rd?!? Dude, it’s the fifth today!” Donnie jumps back at that, rushing to their laptop to check the human’s facts. He was right. HE WAS RIGHT?! Donnie had been cooped up in their lab for two whole days?! They swear it hadn’t been that long! But the universe was against them in this. And apparently was hellbent on making it worse, because Casey then grabbed the crystal. “So, on account of this new realization you have just had,” He said, holding the glowing thing above his head in a ceremonial way, “I am going to confiscate this until further notice.” 

Donnie stood up and shouted, lunging for the crystal. He somehow managed to swerve away from them, laughing and jumping around. “Casey! I don’t know if it’s safe to touch! It could be unstable!” They moved to grab it again, but he was too quick. How was he too quick?! “I dunno don, seems pretty safe to me.” He runs the crystal from the middle of his thigh to the side of his collarbone, smirking the whole time. It pushes up the side of his hoodie for just a moment, putting his hip and lower waist on full display. Casey wasn’t likely to be seen without layers of black clothing, and Donnie was surprised to catch a glimpse of freckled skin before the hoodie fell back down. Apparently Donnie was Immensely tired, because not only was Casey faster than them, that last little trick he pulled was effective in slowing them down even further. They curse themself for being so easily flustered. 

Casey laughed at Donnie’s state, hopping back and forth around them. Crystal in hand, he was literally running circles around them. Donnie continued to try and fail to grab the crystal from him, resulting in the pair entering a sort of dance. Casey came close, Donnie lunged, Casey dodged and barked out a laugh. The crystal seemed to grow brighter in Casey’s grip everytime the two made some sort of contact, illuminating his face in an ethereal way. This was not helping Donnie’s case at all. At some point Casey started dancing around the mutant, his laugh filling the room with joy. Donnie hated it. He came close, grabbed their hand. The crystal grew impossibly bright. He let go, spinning around and around, dragging Donnie with him. Donnie was dizzy and annoyed. This was so ridiculous! He was messing with a potentially dangerous force, with no regard for his safety! And while this was no different than normal, it was endlessly infuriating. To top it off, Casey ended the spin with a dip, holding donnie in one arm and the crystal in the other. He held the crystal far away from Donnie, but the light still managed to reach his eyes. 

There was a moment, a still moment, where everything was calm. Where, for a moment, the light filtered through Casey’s fingers with an unearthly glow. Where, for a moment, Casey’s normally dark eyes seemed to hold an entire galaxy. Where his smile was as big as could be, missing teeth and all. Where his dimples indented his cheeks in a way that perfectly matched the splattering of freckles on his face. Where all the acne scars seemed like stars, light spots scattered across his face. Donnie saw themself in his eyes, along with the galaxy they held. Logically, they know it was just the reflection of light off their goggles. But, for a moment, it seemed as though they were peering into puddles of space. And, for a moment, Casey was just so impossibly beautiful that they could not stand to look at him anymore. 

Thankfully, the moment was ended by the pair being enveloped in white light, forcing them both to close their eyes. 

[With how observant they were, Donnie seemed to miss Casey’s flush as he dodged and weaved, seeming to miss how loud his heart was. They seemed to miss that Casey did not have a galaxy in his eyes, because he was looking at Donnie like they were his whole universe.]

#im literally going to kill myself /nsrs #THIS WAS THREE PAGES AND IM NOT EVEN TO THE MAIN PART YET UGH #they r so silly 2 write tho they r in love and they hate each other !!!!! #its so silly!!!!! #btw they dont fuse yet #BUT they r abt to they get to the glowy shit just before!!! #jonatello #caseytello #2012 jonatello #jonatello 2012 #2012 tmnt #tmnt 2012 #tmnt fic #2k12 tmnt #tmnt 2k12 #2k12 casey #casey jones 2k12 #casey jones #casey jones 2012 #2012 donnie #donatello tmnt #donatello tmnt 2012 #donnie 2012 #2k12 donnie

[faggyv4mpire]

I just had the best dream of my life

(it's narrated with images so it'll be long ok?) well, let's start😈

In the dream I went with my dad to a place where very important people met, but it was private, it was like for music producers, directors, I'm not referring to actors or musicians, but to very very rich people, like owners of music labels…

but then I look at Gerard Way there😫😫😫 and I was like:

here I am going to show you a photo of what he looked like

anyway, I acted like I wasn't about to scream, because I didn't want gerard fukin way think I'm stupid, but then my dad walked up to him and they started talking, and I was like:

and sometimes he looked at me and smile and I did it too (not in a romantic way, it was friendly, like he liked me) but I didn't ask for an autograph because I felt very shy

but after that…

THERE WAS MIKEY AHHHH (this is how he looked like)

I was going to ask him for an autograph but I didn't have time and I hugged him too…

and then when we left my dad told me that we would see them more often and I was like:

and like:

THE END

that was it, aaah it was so good

#my chem romance #my chemical frank #my chemical fucking romance #my chemical gerard #my chemical romance #gerard way #mcr #ray toro #mikey way #frank iero

[rosearttrash]

i wrote a fukin

It is a quiet morning on the beach as a person, fully decked in swimming gear, stretches at the edge of the water, ignoring the biting wind. People walking their dogs and going on morning jogs notice them and wave. An old looking man approaches the swimmer and strikes up a conversation. Whatever was said doesn't matter anymore, as the color fades from the old man's face and he reaches into the pocket of his heavy coat, calling the authorities.

The sound of sirens and the blue lights of police cars break the monotony of the grey morning sky. The intern they brought as a negociator shaking in his hat doesn't soothe the growing crowd. Public safety won't be there for another hour, arguing that if it isn't actively eating people and just standing there, it can wait.

"So that's a demon ?"

"Devil. Here's the megaphone and here's your script. Just waste time, don't make it angry, don't get close, and do not make a contract with it."

The intern lookes pathetically at the police's devil consultant, megaphone in hand, and starts reading:

"h-HELLO-" the intern startled by the noise "HELLO, SEA DEVIL, I AM MIMZEE, I AM HERE TO TALK TO YOU."

"Ocean Devil." retorted the no-longer-smiling swimmer. "And I said I wish to talk to your superior."

"I'M SORRY, OCEAN DEVIL, WHY DON'T YOU TELL ME WHY YOU WANT TO TALK TO THEM ?"

"Looks like I am not worth your time, and therefore you are not worth mine."

"HEY NO LISTEN, I'M ON THE PHONE WITH THEM RIGHT NOW, JUST SAY WHAT YOU WANT I'LL RELAY IT."

The consultant raises an eyebrow.

"Bold lie, let's see what that gets you."

Taking their swimming goggles off, the Devil says:

"Stop putting waste in the ocean."

"what ?" said the intern away from the megaphone. "EXCUSE ME ? WHAT DO YOU WANT ?"

"I want you to remove all the waste in the ocean and stop putting more in it. it makes me sick."

The consultant does their best to restrain a laugh.

"This guy's an idiot."

"AND YOU CALLED THE POLICE FOR THAT ?"

"Why yes, you uphold the law. Uphold this law."

"THAT'S NOT A LAW I'M AWARE OF."

"Well it should, I do not wish for any filth on my property."

"HUM, I DON'T THINK THAT'S HOw it wo-"

A short piercing sound breakes the monotony of the howling wind. The "negociator" tries to make get the megaphone to work again, in vain. He yells, but the Ocean man does not hear him. Looking for guidance, the young man looks at the consultant, recieving only a shrug and a barely contained smirk. Gingerly, he gets closer and keeps trying to outyell the wind. Whatever he said was devoured by the wind the same way he was devoured by the ocean.

It is around 1pm when Clover, Devil consultant by trade, arrives to her dingy appartment and start a voice call on their phone.

"-yeah, the guy thought calling the cops would solve polution. Then he ate the kid, which is less fun. Al-also the flooding, yes, but think of it this way: natural selection, plus, we had no idea the ocean would follow it when it started running ! Honestly i think we did pretty good." On the other side of the phone, the interlocutor sounds displeased at Clover's calousness.

"Hey at least we know about this Ocean guy and how much of a threat he is, and I don't have to hear about Star Wars every lunch break." "Ok ok, I'm sorry, that was uncalled for. I'm just really more interested in such a Devil going completely unnoticed for so long. Like, everyone's a bit scared of the Ocean but it's the first time we hear about an Ocean Devil, aren't you a little bit intrigued ? Listen, if I had to mourn every baby who taunts a pitbull, I'd-"

Clover is interupted by a paper bag hitting her in the face before falling in their hands. A burger king bag with soggy fries and half a whopper.

"Diner." said an older woman in flat tone.

"Ow, and thanks, how much do I owe you ?"

"I didn't pay."

"…, ok." More unintelegible noise from the phone.

"oh, Chance says hi."

"ok."

The silence in the appartment followed for the entierity of the fries and burger, with no company, Clover goes to sleep early, trying to sleep off the man sized jaw of the devil and the ensuing tsunami she can't help but feel responsible for. But disasters happen every day, and she did her best, she learned, and she grew, she hopes.

#fanfic #chainsaw man #tw death

[aboheadcannonsandmore]

Have any omega/beta headcanons?

Do I?? This is a joke right?

Allow me to elaborate.

Historical!AU: Omega/Beta couples have become more common as the world became more global. With more cultures in contact, it became easier to see new ways of life. For A and B, it was eye opening. They had been friends for years, partners at the reading club, and maids of honor at their unfortunate weddings. For a while after B’s partner passed, it felt taboo to be seen away from each other. And then they meet C and D, a couple from (insert random ass country name here). They had never met people as happy and joyous as C and D. And the key to that happiness? A friendship that was kindled into something more.

CoffeeShop!AU: A worked at the cutest coffee shop in (insert college town here). And while most of the clientele were looking for a quiet place to study, occasionally an ill-advised Alpha would come in. They would smell that calm atmosphere and something would snap into place in their brain; there needed to be something more aggressive in this place, something more wild. And while A would think the massive string of pearls hanging in the back would show how wild this place could be, they could fend if the Alphas that spoke to loudly or asked to harshly where extra tables were (all the tables are visible from the counter, there are no extras). A was quite good at this and only had one encounter that they couldn’t handle. But that one encounter was entirely handled by a regular omega client, B. And boy to B have some words to say to the poor, sorry soul that walked in, needing to be humbled.

Fantasy!AU: When fire lights up the sky, A knows to run under ground. They were born with the Omegan ability for empathy, something this cruel battered world had no need for. A had lived long enough to know they needed to hide those abilities, it would help their life last longer. And they were successful, until B fell from the sky, right next to their slain dragan. B shouldn’t have been able to fly a dragan, only those with an Alpha’s authority could ever be equals to the wild beasts of the sky. But here B was, a Beta with mild intentions and deadly eyes ready to take on this godforsaken world.

Space!AU: Floating through zero-G could give you a headache after a while, that’s what B always told A. When they were kids, B always joked that A liked the old stories of space travel too much, the stories of the first moon landing, the first expansion of the ISS which now sat at the bottom of the Indian Ocean. A always dreamed of the wonder space used to have, the mystery. B was the only person they know that traveled further than Satan and they did on a dare. A may have been the one to produce the flight plan but B was the one able to do it. B, the only Omega this side of the Atlantic Ocean, was blue to fly to Neptune and back. A was going to make sure they both got to stay in the stars.

((I’m running on like three hours of sleep, these probably don’t make any sense but oh fukin well))

#alpha/beta/omega #abo dynamics #abo #abo headcanon #alpha/beta/omega dynamics #omegaverse #omegaverse headcanons #omegaverse answers #omega/beta headcanons

[nimbasa-librarian]

A Friend In Need?

Most other teenagers were straight up afraid of Piers, and he liked it that way. 

No typical high school drama bullshit and no distractions from his music. He had his friends. He didn’t really need anymore. Anya had been a welcomed surprise, frankly. 

But no one was scared of Anya, despite her stature (She was the tallest girl in the school, but not that tall, all things considered). She was quiet, wore multiple shades of pink and orange, and even on the most humid of days was in a long sleeved shirt or sweater. Her head was always in books, she did her school-work program at the library, and of all the pokemon to have as a partner, she had a damned Yamask. 

Half a semester into the school year, Piers had taken to keeping an eye on his new friend. He saw those familiar stares - as in, he knew what people were thinking. He just hoped that no one would be stupid enough. 

But halfway through another long evening at the library filling out endless paperwork, Piers heard the startling sound of books falling onto the carpeted floor. 

“... oops” 

Piers stood up, a sinking feeling gathering in his chest. 

“... I’s alright” A slightly sheepish voice reacted. Anya. Her tone gave away that she knew it wasn’t really an accident. 

Piers started walking towards the conversation, slowly, quietly. 

“You’re in the AP English class, right? Anna?” 

“Anya” 

“Okay Emma” 

Well, that was a predictable dig

“I’s Anya. I’s pronounced-” 

“I know how it’s pronounced, mumble-mouth” 

“... if a’m mumblin, why’re ya understandin’ everythin’ I say but mah name?” 

Oh, sassy. Nice. 

“You’re the one with the accent here. Talk like you have a brain and I’ll think about saying your name correctly” 

“Ah sure hope y’never go north’a Wyndon with tha’ attitude” Anya responded. Piers cautiously watched a row away, looking between some books “According to you, there’s a whole lotta “no brains” up there. Y’ain’t even got the Spikemuth accent, an’ y’r tryin’ t’tell me that i’m brain-dead jus’ cause I don’t sound like you? Tha’s not fair t’anyone!”

Piers wondered how she could sound so sincere saying something that anyone else might have said with sarcasm. Hell, she did sound offended - but did she not know that she was deliberately being mocked?

On the bright side, it seemed to take the bully - a piss-poor battler Piers recognized from the after school battle group - completely off guard, as Anya adjusted the books in her hand 

“If y’ll ‘scuse me. I have these pulled f’r a book pickup comin’ up soon.” 

And she abruptly pivoted and left the blubbering buffoon standing there. 

Piers decided he needed to assist - if only in the aftermath, and turned the corner 

“You’ve got some fukin’ nerve, Herbert Shrew” 

“Wah - wuh - Cadell??” 

“Y’ know she’s my friend, right?” 

“What - well - I mean-” 

In what he knew was a rather pompous show, Piers put his hands in his pockets and walked up to the other teenager, leaning forward right into the man’s space 

“You talk to her like that again, an’ I’ll make sure you can’t sit right for a week, got it, ya belland?” 

“G-Got it!! Crystal!” And the coward rushed out the back door of the library

“Right fuckin wanker” Piers grumbled. 

“Mahsk?” 

Piers looked up, seeing that Drew - Anya’s Yamask - was floating a few feet away 

“Uh, hey, Anya back at the desk?” 

The yamask nodded, giving him an interesting look 

“What?” 

Drew motioned over towards the desk. Piers furrowed his brow.

Did he… want him to check on her? Piers supposed that made sense. 

“Is she not doin’ great after that?” Piers asked the pokemon. 

Drew’s expression was telling. 

“Hm, alright, come on. Does she like coffee?” 

-

Anya had never gone to the principal’s office before. 

But then again, she’d never had to wrestle someone to the ground before - she was stronger than she looked, dang-nabit. She hated even touching people most of the time, but anger and determination can cloud that shit real quick. 

Piers was sat on her left, looking a little exhausted, black eye partially hidden by his makeup. 

The fight had been sudden, and hilariously unprovoked. At least, that's what Anya had assumed before Piers had admitted to threatening them. 

“They’d been talkin’ about wrecking the library to make your life harder an’ I told ‘em I’d get m’friends and I to wreck them if they did that” 

Anya was a bit too emotionally detached to speak, but signed a simple '... Why?' 

“It seems they didn’t like that you were beatin’ ‘em at wrestlin’” 

Anya’s scowl deepened, but she didn’t communicate further. 

“... They were wailing on me” Piers stated “Why’d you barge in?” 

Anya looked at him, and signed quite succinctly 

‘Friend’ 

Piers took in that simple sign, and the seeming weight it held coming from a person he knew didn’t have many friends, period. 

“... Can I have your hand?” 

His palm was up, an offer as casual as he could manage it given his emotions.

She stared at the hand for a while, eyes not staying focused on any one thing, but falling back on the hand again. 

Her hand grabbed his, and the two of them sat in silence, ready for the scolding they’d be getting from the principal. 

At least they were doing it together. 

#FYI #pokemon #pokemon oc #anya ambermight #nimbasa librarian #pokemon Piers #piers caddell #gym leader piers #Galar #spikemuth #Yamask #galarian yamask #fan fiction #written only

[gabrielleraven28]

The Great Class Switch (pt. 2)

Summary: Class 1-A discover Vlad King is their new homeroom teacher, and Vlad King discovers the trauma the students of 1-A have.

Chapter 2: Day 1 (Class 1-A)

“Hey, class,” Vlad King says as he walks into his new classroom with a cup of coffee.

Iida immediately stands to say, “Sir, I believe that you are in the wrong classroom. We are class 1-A.”

“No, I’m not. Principle Nezu has decided that me and Mr. Aziawa will be switching classes for the next few days. It is apparently a good time to ‘switch things up’.”

“Sooo, that means that Mr. Aizawa is with class 1-B? Right now?” questions Deku nervously.

“Yes, Midoriya. That is correct.”

“HAHAHAHH! Fukin’ awesome!” cackles Bakugou. Vlad could only look at the hotheaded blonde in a concerned way thinking of what his class would have to go through during the swap. The nervous and sympathetic looks that the other students had adorned also did not help comfort him.

“Okaaay. Well, I usually bring my class donuts on Mondays as an encouragement for the rest of the week, so here you go. Help yourself,” Vald explains as he puts two white boxes on his desk. The students all exclaim loudly in gasps and cries that are all drowned out by Kaminari sobbing out, “OH MY GOD!! THaT iS THe NIceST THinG THat ANYoNE hAS eVEr DoNe fOR US!” before miming to faint into Bakugou’s arms. The blonde merley shoves the still crying teen off of him mumbling something like, “Stupid Pikachu and his empty brain” followed by a skolf.

The rest of the class is already moving to get a donut, Midoriya even crying as he ate it, and saying their thanks to Vlad. Even Bakugou picks up one and mumbles out a “Thanks, I guess” before passing the dessert to Midoriya, who starts to cry even more.The teacher however was still shocked by the hyper emotional teen in front of him thinking, “Oh my god… What is it usually like for y’all.”

The rest of the class was filled with Vlad processing the situation and the students using the time as a study hall, or rather talking time for some of them.

+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Being the responsible teacher that he is, Vlad King contacts the school nurse to help console the traumatized students he has been handed. He knocks three times before opening the door and asking, “Recovery Girl, do you mind helping me out with class 1-A?”

The older hero turns around in her chair to look at the experienced teacher before questioning, “What have they done now?”

Vlad stits in a chair near the door, expecting this to take a long time, and explains, “Well, I have been asked to swap my class with Aiziawa’s class.”

“Yes, yes. Nezu did mention wanting to do something like this soon. What is it that you need help with though?”

“They are just so stressed and anxious, Recovery Girl. I have never met any fifteen year old that is like them in all my years of teaching, and this concerns the entire class, not just one student.”

“I am aware of the metal stability of class 1-A, Vlad, but there is nothing I can do about it. Mr. Aziawa has somewhat concerning methods, but they are effective. You’ve seen how well they performed in the Sports Festival.”

“Yes, they were very skillful when competing, but they entire class, bare Shouto and two others, flat out sobbed when I told them I brought donuts. Young Bakugou and Midoriya also seem to have a concerning relationship. They got into three separate fights in six hours!”

“Verbal fights or physical fights?”

“Verbal, but does it matter? It can not be healthy for any of the students to be involved in that daily, let alone Bakugou and Midoriya.”

“If you have any concern of bullying or unacceptable behavior from the two of them, I suggest contacting Nezu. There is simply nothing I can do other than healing any injured students, Vlad.”

“I know, recovery Girls,” admits the teacher solemnly, “But can you at least come talk to them about healthy behavior, stress, and PTSD. They all seem to have some form of it and I need to help them try to have somewhat normal lives.”

The old woman considered her option for a few moments before agreeing, “Yes, I’ll come talk to class 1-A tomorrow.”

Vlad quickly leaves as lunch is about to end after saying, “Thank you, Recovery Girl.”

Hopefully, class 1-B was having a much better time with Aizawa that Vlad was having with class 1-A.

#bakudeku #boku no hero academia #inspired by video #inspired #ao3 fanfic #fanfic #fanfiction #archive of our own #mha #my hero academia #bnha #class 1a #vlad king

[deathsprofit]

2 MM // smoker and akainu

2. [ MM ] from here.

It was day off for the admiral. Not wearing his coat nor his hat. He was on his way to the store to buy some stuff including some fine sake when smoker saw him walking down the street and decided to tag along. Akainu didn't hate it but he was hoping that smoker would behave in public. Well he kind of always does in front of people so what's possibly could go wrong? It's nice to see him want to spend some casual time for a change.

The store was almost empty specifically the sake section. After all no one goes shopping this early except someone like Akainu who prefers to walk in empty streets. Checking the bottles to decide what to buy he didn't see what happened next coming. Smoker's hand went inside his pants two fingers forcing their way to tease his hole. Akainu's body shivered at the sudden violation and his cheeks were burning to his ears. " what you think you're doing smoka? @!#!%^were in the fukin' store!!" smoker smirked told him there was no one here but if he keeps yelling people going to see him like that.

Akainu bite his lips as he grunted, leaned against the shelves in front of him but not putting all his weight. His hole was warm and surprisingly still wet from their last intercourse. Smoker getting excited he undid the admiral's belt and drop his jeans to his ankles. ' Don't worry admiral this will be a quickie' he only got a growl as a response. He could never adjust to smoker's cock size at all nor get used to it but smoker always manages to fit it all it. Growling as it hit so deep from the first try akainu barely was holding his moans. Bending slightly and sticking his ass for the other to hold his hips and start fucking him fast without taking it easy. 'Relax and take it if you want this to be over soon.' Akainu cursed his body trembles along with the shelf with every thrust.

It didn't take long before he reached his climax, he never came this fast before.. was it doing this in such inappropriate place. His cheeks were burning as he grunt loud coming on his own chest under the shirt. He can hear smoker chuckle behind him but he doesn't take too long to not embarrass the admiral any further. Final hard thrusts before filling him up that cum leaked on his thighs when smoker pulled out. Akainu's legs were shaking as he tried to catch his pants and pull them up. Smoker grabbed the sake bottle that Akainu was checking earlier. ' This will be on me .. anything else you wanted to buy?' Akainu was busy fixing his belt. " Koi fish food".

#lavaadmiral #answers #smoker #fatecursed #spicy #sajhdsajdh that gif tho!

[keepermcge]

Not to be NSFW, but can Lann get love? Hugs? Someone holding him and telling him it’ll be okay? Thanks.  

#;wishlist #(I wanted to find that one post like this I’m sure you all know the onebut I just couldn’t rip I was gonna and then reboop it as a #musing cuz deep down or maybe not all that deep tho he’ll try and hide it he wants affection) #(But I could not find it so this instead cuz) #(I just think a lot about how he never really got much attention that he needed as a kid and any chances there were lots of the time #he would give ‘em up and go hide so Reynn could have time with their Mom even later really he doesn’t get anything but loads of mean #sometimes cruel words and shit so I just cry tbh) #(Cuz I love him a lot and idc if I’m the only one or the only one who thinks this way cuz I know I’m not tbh I know Nina has got my back #hello Nina I thank you and bless you I was v ecstatic the day I learned that we feel the same) #(Bless @ anyone who sends my slow dumbass things tho that are cute and good 👌 cuz he deserves some love Look I #genuinely really do appreciate it no matter how long it takes me/I never get to it I still I really do so much no lie it’s hard to put it in #words esp over text it’s hard I guess for peeps to think of anyone as genuine but I really do) #;off to grymoire | queue | #(I just! I’m v tired but I love him so much okay I know I say it everyday but have you ever loved a fictional char just so much #I’ll always be here till I die I may be forgotten left behind but I ain’t going anywhere imma be here proud in a couple years saying it’s #been 5 years imma slow ass but no matter how busy I get imma be here cuz I fukin as Lann’s unofficial number one fan and unofficial #leader of the protect Lann squad I’ll be here if no one else will be cuz my kid damm well deserves better and idc if I’m #the only damm person in the solar system who thinks so but when I look at it it’s not fukin comedy it’s abusive not all the time obvi #but sometimes it’s my perspective I’m allowed to it and I’m not holding back no moreI held back for a long to #*time till 2019 ca #me then I said fuk it I’ve already started slipping let’s just be full me no more and that’s one reason I moved) #(Imma be here genuinely me kay thanks I just love my kid) #(I’ll be here screaming and making my Lann we #ll my Lann there ain’t ever gonna be a Lann exaclty like mine I’ve spent two and fukin4 months and more in the future developing him #and if there is Imma be rasin some eyebrow and being as polite as I can while crying and panicking on the inside while dm) #*years yeah I’m tired I missed an entire fukin word there two years and fukin 4 months lol rip) #(If I’m real I know I’m talking to myself most the time but eh what’s wrong with that? It’s like a diary and imma talk to someone about my #kid even if it’s myself but Lann deserves better! You know I had to)

[lolita-lollipop]

Maybe a in a old timey/medevil era monster shinsou x Denki and a human walked into their territory (maybe humans killed their pack) and they keep the strey y/n

YANDERE WEREWOLF DENKI X READER X YANDERE WEREWOLF SHINSO

(Mentions of drinking/ drunkness)

You were lost, not lost as in “can’t find your way in the grocery store” lost, more “lost in the middle of the woods with no way to find your way back to your camp”. you’d been hanging out with a few friends, on a camping road trip to try and just escape from all the pressures of life. You were here to destress from med school, todoroki was here to escape from his parents, bakugo was here to get over his cheating girlfriend, and Mina was here to just party and do whatever she wants.

Turns out cramming 4 horny teenagers in one car to go camp in the woods without any supervision or self control isn’t as destressing as you thought, as a child you and your brothers would go on these large camping trips where you would head into a small abandoned cabin by the lake, it was always so peaceful to stare out at the water, to watch your older brothers jump in the waters. This was nothing like that, bakugo was always screaming about something, todoroki was always screaming right back, mina showed that she doesn’t care at all, and you just couldn’t take it. Whenever they would get upset you were always there to make it better for them, because they knew you were too nice to tell them to deal with their own problems, this trip did nothing but make your stress worse. You were already moments away from crying your eyes out.

And you want to know what made it worse? Mina pulled out a few bottles of strawberry tequila. No, not a few, seven. SEVEN BOTTLES, sure bakugo is a heavy drinker, and todoroki can handle alcohol, but you can’t drink, and mina has no self control. When all three of them have a bottle to themselves, gone went all reason or filter.

You refused to drink, knowing that someone would have to put out the fire, someone would have to tuck these three into bed and give them water. And that someone certainly wasn’t any of them, yet, as always, your attempts of help were ignored, and seen as annoying. It was ironic really, you had done nothing but try and reason with bakugo to put the bottle down, to take a break and rest in the tent for a moment. He’d yelled at you, screamed really, saying that you always had something to say, that you always were annoying and pestering, and “why couldn’t you just Fukin leave him alone for once”.

Of course, the other two didn’t step in and help you, they were too drunk, and had to many bottled up emotion. They hadn’t helped, they chimed in, and began some y/n hate party.

“Honestly god- you think you’re some goody two shoes, you were a teachers pet little pick me in high school- you always followed the rules, you alwayyysss kept your sad little life private, and you always just act so innocent, even now! God it’s like you can’t ever take a break from your stupid little “I’m so helpful” bubble, just chill for once”. Mina spoke, taking a long swig of her bottle along the way, her voice was harsh and dense. You knew she didn’t mean it.. she couldn’t, you’d been friends with her since middle school, when you were shy. It was troubling that this is the only thing they seemed to focus on, it hurt.

Todoroki was the only one not to speak up, he was your brother, even drunk he knew that all you wanted to do was help, he also knows how highly you think of them all. And how shitty this would end up making you feel, but his brain was practically mush with the sheer amount of alcohol he just consumed. So he found no issue in letting the two friends berade you. He could barely see straight, so of course he wouldn’t see the tears crowding your eyes.

Your demeanor slowly dampened from just trying to help, to now being upset that your best friends were finally showing some true colors.

So you just backed up, tears clouding your eyes, and a heavy weight now dragging down your heart. You contemplated going back into the tent, but you would have to risk seeing them in the morning, and seeing them forget all that they just said, then you would look like a petty bitch for bringing it back up. So you just walked off, ignoring todorokis call for you, hoping to blow some steam and forget this ever happened.

So you walked… and walked, and walked and walked and walked. At some point you forgot where you were walking, or where you’d been. Your feet began to ache, your head began to pound, and by some time, you didn’t know which way your camp was. This leads to bow, where you begin panicking and wondering if this is how you’ll die.

You wished you’d grabbed a jacket, the buzz from the shot you’d taken earlier was gone, so you could now feel the chill. You’d just continued walking, hoping you were going in the right direction, which (shocker) you weren’t, when you gave up all hope. The tears you once had held behind the damn that was your eyelids, welled out, you could do nothing but wipe them away with the edge of your shirt.

Too blind to notice anything, with the current predicament that was your tears, you didn’t notice the very obvious bear trap of some kind protruding from the ground. And like the dunce you are, you walked directly into it. Your foot was snared in the sharp trap, and you let out a scream.

It cut into your ankle harshly, holding you in place, too scared to move, blood seeped out of the wound in your foot, the sight of it made you nauseous. You could feel the blade cutting into your muscle more and more as time passed, you could do nothing about it but whimper and try to stay as still as possible, the trap locked, so there was no pulling it open again.

Soon, your vision became foggy, black spots danced in the corners of what you could see, eventually breathing became a struggle, and your head pounded more and more. Till at some point, you passed out. With one though left in your mind

Today really just is your lucky day huh.

———

“Sir, we have a human wandering the lands. A scout spotted her about an hour ago. A group of them were close drinking, she doesn’t smell strongly. I believe she is young, around 15 to 20 years.” A man spoke, staring up at the much taller, much more dominant man. Purple hair cascaded down his shoulders, and he stared down in mild annoyance, as of this was a matter too far below him. He held a deep hatred for humans, after all they did cause his pack to dwindle in numbers. But today he felt merciful, he felt as if something good was written in the stars to happen. So he would listen, just for a little.

“Is there a specific reason this is any of my concern? There are many below me who would and could take care of this bismal task civilly” he asked, shutting the laptop that was in front of hum, he seemed almost bored, or tired, or maybe both. All he wanted to do was go and see his beloved, but work is work, and for some reason, he felt invested in whatever thsi was about, maybe for entertainment, maybe for other reasons.

“She got caught in one of the rogue traps, she’s close to the compound and we could probably go fetch her. She’s small, and it cuts deep, she will die if we leave her” that made shinso really pay attention, although yes, he dislikes humans and their destructive nature, it would be cruel to leave one out to sue, he did order for those traps to be placed, so this was partly his own fault. Guilt lit a match in his heart, a young girl, only twenty years old, the lycan folk live thousands upon thousands of years, and he knows baby’s older than 20. Much. Much. Older. To think a child might be left out to rot, human or not, is not comforting in the least bit. Plus, this feels different.

“Yes, bring her to the compound and have our doctor treat her wounds, it is our fault she is hurt, and we will take action. When she’s finished I wish to speak with her, this case feels special”

“Yes alpha, it will be finished as soon as possible”

———

You woke up in a medical center, it looked more like a pediatric doctors office, as there were dinosaurs painted on the walls in pastel colors, and flowers were printed on the blanket you had over yourself. Your eyes fluttered down to your foot, which was previously caught in whatever kind of trap that was. It was bandaged with a pink looking wrap, you could barely feel your feet. Then you looked down at yourself, noticing the change of clothing, although it was odd, you were glad you didnt have the smell of tequila stuck onto you.

Then, all of a sudden, you came to the realization that you weren’t outside in a forest, that you weren’t still caught in a bear trap, meaning someone had moved you in here, and helped you, and changed you. How? Why? We’re you kidnapped? Or did someone find you and bring you to a hospital? Why was this a childrens sextion? Among your thoughts you didn’t notice the woman entering through the blue painted door.

“Hello young lady, how is your foot feeling? Do you have a headache? Any nausea? “ the woman spoke, it was clear she was a nurse by her outfit, a soft pink pair of scrubs, with a little smiley face pin stuck to her chest, it made you smile. You did feel nauseous, and you did have a headache, but you weren’t too keen on telling some random woman about your health, not when she has the full ability to hurt you. She was tall and very clearly buff as hell, you were the exact opposite.

“Where am I? Who are you?”

“My name is Adelaide and you are at our childrens health facility, now sweetheart, are you feeling alright? We had to give you a sleepy medicine so you wouldn’t feel the blade coming out of your foot so I need to know. Some people are going to come in here in a moment to talk with you, is that alright?” Men? So this was a human trafficking ring, just your luck that you literally got trapped into some stupid sex slave selling business. Man, why couldn’t this camping trip be at least a little less stressful?

“Yes? How did I get here- why are you-“

“I’ll answer your questions later honey, but you just have to speak to them for a moment, we just want to help find who you are so we can get you back home sweet girl” and with that, she turned around and left, ignoring your Protestant “wait!”, you couldn’t get up and walk to her, or your foot would feel as if it was getting stabbed all over again, this made you want to cry more, now not only were you confused, but also scared, who were these men? What did they want with you?

Before you knew it, so called men were entering the room, sporting your old clothes you’d been wearing prior to now, your eyes darted between the two men. Both were massive, ag roast seven feet tall each, one had purple hair and a scruffy beard, along with eye bags under his eyes that were so dark they looked like bruises, the other looked younger, he had bright yellow hair and a cleanly shaved face, his eyes were a silky gold, and he was wearing a pair of thin glasses.

“Hello my dear, can I ask what your name is?” Denki spoke, it was better that he did the talking, he always had a knack with kids, especially confused ones. You were oblivious to their intense stares, as soon as they walked in the room they were overwhelmed with your scent, a soft vanilla, with some kind of baby powder. They couldn’t take their eyes off of you, it didn’t feel possible, you were just so tiny, so small, so cute. Both of the men had a feeling in their chests, it was the same when they met eachother, their mates, like this was someone you were meant to be with. Someone you were meant to meet, but it was different with you, instead of a romantic feel that made them want to tear their clothes off, they felt protective, like they wanted to pick you up and cradle you. This must be a gift from the moon goddess, she knows they cannot bear children, so she sent one to them to take in as their own. This girl, was a blessing, she is their daughter, their pup.

“I-I’m y/n. What about you?” Even the way you spoke was adorable, it took a moment for one of them to reply, they were too busy scanning your little body. No not like that, ew. Just trying to see how bad you were hurt, along the way they noticed the bitten down nail beds on your hands, along with the picked at hangnails, they noticed the scratched on your wrists, the bags under your eyes, and the slight smell of tequila on your breath. What had happened to you? Had someone done this to you? What was stressing you out so much? You see this is why you need them to help, obviously you need them to keep you safe, you clearly aren’t doing a very good job.

“Well ,my name would be shinso, and this is my husband denki. You got caught in one of our traps little one, of which I am deeply sorry. we’re keeping you here till your foot heals.” He spoke, walking over to your little hospital bed. It was then that you realized how actually huge this man was, he towered over you, who was lying down. You registered what he’d just said, he’s keeping you here? Till you heal? You have a life, and you’re certain this won’t count as an escused absence from school, not to mention your friends would be worrie… no, they probably wouldn’t be. After what they’d said. Your demeanor dampened at the thought, would they be worried that you’d been missing? Would they even care that you didn’t come back? You tried not to cry again, but the confusion, mixed with the odd sense of being betrayed, just made how you felt worse and worse.

“I’m sorry for inconveniencing you sir- but my friends are probably- hopefully- worried for me, I’ll be fine without hospital care it’s just a scratch.” You paused in the middle of your sentence to correct yourself, to say that they are worried is a stretch, you don’t even know if they’ve noticed you’re gone yet. The two men- well- maybe they weren’t men, you have read enough supernatural stories to understand that when someone is over seven foot, has piercing eyes, and is generally buff, it means they aren’t human. Anywho, the two “men” noticed how your eyes fluttered down when mentioning those friends of yours, that same feeling washed over them, you looked like you were on the verge of tears, because of your “friends”? No, he’ll no, not on the moon goddesses life. The two reeked of an aggressive aura, as if they felt anger. For what reason you didn’t know.

“We can’t let you do that hun, it isn’t a small cut, you lost so much blood and we don’t know your blood type” denki lied, they knew your blood type just by the smell, but it was convienent that you thought they were humans, for you didn’t know that he knew. “I know you feel a little dizzy, you probably have a raging headache, and once that pain medicine kick off your foot will hurt, it’s our responsibility. we just want to make you feel okay, alright?” He talked to you as if you were a child, it’s what you are to him, but to you you are an independent woman, so it was a little disquieting.

“I’m sorry sir but I can’t stay- I’ll miss my classes and I just- I can’t-“ you began, sitting up and hopping out of the bed, they stared intently at you as you attempted to walk, the pain meds were of the best quality, so you couldn’t feel your feet at all, which was handy for them, not so much for you. You didn’t make it four steps before collapsing into the purple man’s chest, you gasped when he pulled you off your feet and brought yoj into a hug, or a cradling hold. It was already weird enough, but then he leaned in and just smelled your shoulder, legitimately just smelled it. You fought at him, pushing his face away, all of a sudden you were very aware at the lack of clothing you had on, the pink hospital gown did very little to cover you.

“You will not be leaving, you can’t walk and clearly, the friends you were camping with have upset you. Now you will be good and sit dow, let us all take care of you. And you are far too young to be worried about classes” Tingles ran down shinsos arms as he touched you, that’s how he knew this was the one, you were the one, his eyes stared down at you along with the other male companion. You just looked so… Tiny, it was hard not to fall in love at first glance. The bond that ran right between all of your souls blinded them, all they could see was their child, to protect, even from themselves. His words felt more like a threat than comfort, you didn’t know what he would do to you of you didn’t listen, and you weren’t eager to find out.

“But- but- I don’t know you, and I don’t know why you feel the need to help me, but I’m Fine! Now put. Me. Down.” Uou hissed, gone was the nice little y/n, the confused one who thought the best of this situation. And here was the one who was fully about to kick and scream like a child, unknowing that it would do nothing but prove their point that you are one. You began pushing against the purple haired man, while the other calmer- yellower one, tried to spy the you, he placed his hand on your head in his attempts, only to be bitten.

“You will know us, now let’s be off, I can’t imagine those clothes are very comfortable” shinso spoke curtly, he was just like his father, short spoken with so much he truly wants to say, speaking of which, his parents are going to be ecstatic that they finally have a grandbaby to coddle, they were lonely off in their little cottage deep in the territory, both denki and shinso can just imagine the two grandpas dressing you up and coddling you. Oh that will be so nice. with the end of the sentence, the two began walking out of whatever infirmary you were in. You froze up when you went outside, you weren’t in the same forest anymore… you couldn’t be, the ground was covered in snow, and it was like two degrees. Last you checked it was too hot to the point you were sweating. Naturally you clutched yourself closer to the man, who (intentionally) wrapped his arm, knowing it was warm. This cold is nothing, yet you’re shivering, just shows how fragile you truly are.

You didn’t even realize there were so many people around, you’d been mildly entranced for a moment, you couldn’t pin why. As you walked with them, or more, we’re carried by them, many stared. All of these “people” weren’t as tall as the two men, but they were still tall, and all of their eyes just couldn’t leave you, it was like all activity halted when you showed up. You could barely hear their whispers, but when you tried hard enough you could.

“She’s rather small, too thin I wonder what her pack has been feeding her, it’s not enough, that’s all I know” you didn’t think you were that small? Of course they think you are, whatever weight or height you are, they’re all huge and buff, so naturally any average human (or below or above average) looks tiny to them.

“She can’t even be over 200 years old, just look at her! I can smell the youth on that girl, it’s refreshing” your mind racked itself with thoughts, 200? You must’ve heard wrong, certainly they couldn’t mean that 200 was young. For a moment your eyes were drawn away from this scene, drawn to the wolves in your peripheral vision, it made you jump, yet no one was doing anything, there was just a full blown pack of wolves and no one was worried. That’s it, this is some cult.

“Awwwwww, it’s been so long that we’ve had such a young one, these next few thousand years will be exciting for sure”

“I didn’t know they had a daughter, but I can sense the bond between those three, and I can smell them all over her” the word daughter set you off, you were not their daughter, you had a mother and a father that you loved and cared for, and it was certainly not these two/

“STOP IT! I just want to go home! Please- please I’ll even walk, just let me leave, I wont tell anyone about this” you kicked, and screamed at them, the whispers stopped for a moment, and all eyes were truly on you now. No one disrespects these men this way, if they tolerate it, then the rumors will be true, you will be their daughter, blood related or not. In a moment, you heard a few “awwww”’s arise from the crowd of people, many gathered to catch a. Glimpse of you, clearly, rumors spread fast around these parts.

“This is your home now baby, you will learn to love it

We promise”

———————————————————————————————————

Not me taking an entire week to write this just for it to suck 👍

Anywhoooo, thanks for requesting, I’ve been into where wolves lately so this is pretty perfect!

I just looked at my wattpad for the first time in a year- and I’m embarrassed💀

Anywayyys, goodbye and goodnight lovely readers

#platonic obsession #platonic yandere #soft yandere #yandere platonic #yandere my hero academia #soft yandere shinso #soft yandere denki #yandere denki #yandere kaminari #yandere denki kaminari #yandere hitoshi shinso #yandere hitoshi #yandere werewolves #yandere soft

[knight-queen]

Black Wolves Saga Bloody Nightmare (Common Plot Part 1)

This game covers 200+ memories and but I were to translate them individually, it will take me forever which no way I want lmao. So I decided to make the whole game into parts, specially the common plot. Each parts hopefully ends with a red-splash thing. I know it may sound inconvenient  but I found it as a best option. The main thing I am worried is the selection things because they are so long and I hope God will help me to arrange the whole story smoothly <3

The sky is weeping. Weeping for grieving over the sorrowful event that is going to happen right away.

Large droplets of rain hit the ground. Some approaching sounds of footsteps mixed with such groaning rain could be heard from far away. Gradually, gradually.

The village which is more likely has sank inside the darkness has yet to notice the impending crisis.

???: ーー...It’s raining...brother.

???: ーー...Hmph. What is wrong, Rath? You are scared?

Rath: No, it’s not….It’s not like that...Brother, it’s raining awfully too much.

???: ーー...Raining? You are wrong, these are tears.

Rath: Tears? …...What do you mean?

???: God of the Weblin is crying. He is feeling sorrow for these humans after all.

Rath: Human...human...HUMAN...I hate them.

???: If so then kill them. Paint your heart with those emotions. Wolves do not need any heart inside them.

Looks like they appeared out of nowhere. Unscared of this rain, two human-looking persons were standing in the middle of the village.

One of them is tall figued. Another one is a young man still in the mid-way of becoming an adult.

Those are the eyes of fellows, ash colored beasts, the eyes which were shining like sparkles, like starving for flames and blood.

???: ーMove forward.

He commanded splitting a single word.

*Wolves howling sounds*

*Village was set to fire*

Female Resident 1: Heeeeehhh…!

Howling wolves are screaming as if they are proceeding by tearing through the rain.

As the people are uproaring in panic, the man’s smile inside the rain deepens.

A beautiful smile that one cannot overlook if the situation would allow you.

???: Kukukuh...Devour it all. These human’s blood, flesh andーーeverything.

Female Resident 1: KYAAAAAAAAAAA!! Wolves!? Why, what are they here....!!

Male Resident 1: Just run…!! Hurry and take our kids to….gh, kyaaa!!

???: ーIt’s pointless.

The howl of wolves that vibrates the dark night. Plus their accumulated screams rise one by one, and the echo disappears in an instant.

The sound that could be heard next was the pulling sound of something heavy. Pulling human bodies one after another.

*BG turns to an wolf eating flesh*

The next sound that could be heard was the chewing sounds of the wolves mixed with rain-water. Those wolves were slicing humans as if they were nothing more than baits.

Female resident 1: Kyaaaaayaaaaaaaaaa!! Stopp….ughuh….!!

*Blood splash*

An awkward chewing sound was resounded from all around by getting mixed with raining sound.

At the same time, the scent of blood which was not getting erased even with incessant rain spread around. It stirs up the instincts of the wolves as well.

???: Fufh...it has a very beautiful timbre. Human’s shierkings are the best comfort. I hope you will not mind letting me hear more. 

From the shadows of the wolves’ flock, someone stretched their hand by appealing for help.

Strengthless, yet that person was shivering and struggling like has gotten twitched.

???: Just die, shameless.

*Blood splash*

That person has stopped moving right away.

From human, to object. To alive, to dead. From a mass of protein, to a piece of flesh. 

All left now is the despicable sound of water that wolves are using to satisfy their hungry stomach, but that could be heard inside of darkness.

???: More, fill your stomach more. Eat them all….

The male’s heart gets filled with screams and frustration. Meanwhile, a villager seemed to run away in sight of that man.

That person is a villager. His destination will probably be the stable. His intention for now is to ask his neighbouring villagers to help him out by riding on a fast horse.

Once he manages to get on the horse, then wolves or something like that will be unable to interfere with him.

???: ...Guillan.

He muttered by calling that name.

Guillan: Hiyaaaaaa~! What’s up, Arles? Isn’t it just a waste of time to kill that ugly jackass?

Arles: ーIt is an order.

Guillan: Tch, how boorish. ...Well then I am gonna kill ‘em in boldly, ‘kay? Just watch me will yaaa’ー?

Along with sliced-through-wind sound, silver light breaks through the dark night. Then he immediately scratched off the man’s head who was trying to reach the horse-stable.

Resident 1: Guggh…!!

*blood splash*

Slashed fresh blood. But that immediately got mixed and soaked with rain and soil respectively.

*Shoots*

Guillan: I hit itー! Wooooooh! Oi, they’re seriously tiny sized fish. Guess it’s worth it to get more of ‘em still alive?

The headless villager trumple down to the ground with a thud. Right there was a flock of wolves. Soon enough, they could be seen devouring by chewing him. 

They slurp down the fresh blood as they apart the flesh. Gushed and overflowed red with rain droplets have become one and they both are ending up being mud. 

Guillan: Ahh, that guy is fukin’ ugly. Me the great don’t wanna see him, so gonna mess him up.

*Shoots*

Guillan: Hiyaaa! Cool, cool. Kindly just pass away, ugly humans. 

*Another shoot*

Guillan: Hiyahahahah! Now it becomes easier to eat, yah? Eat ‘em more, ‘cuz they are merely chunks of “meat” anyways, kay?

*Blood splash*

Guillan: Ooh, It’s damn boring for some reason. It’d be better if they would fight back more. Just hunting isn’t fun though?

Arles: ーShut up. It is my order.

Guillan: Oh goodness, I smash ‘em all just as you wished right? You knoooow, wolves sob if you don’t compliment them.

Arles: ...Alright. 

*Arles pats Guillan*

Guillan: Kukukuh...I like that side of yours. Oi, shall I butcher ‘em more?

*gets ready the spin-blade*

The young man called Guillan, at his fingertips, there is the dangerous weapon that reaped out the life of the villager is rotating making a humming sound.

It is a weapon called chakram, a weird weapon where one has to bag fingers into it and hurl at the distant target by being very concentrative. 

Every single part of it’s external is made out of blade, the users will get hurt if they make an error in holding that.

The perfect owner of that weapon, that young man, was really suited to using that.

*Shoots + Blood flash*

Guillan: Arlesーwhat ‘bout attacking a bigger place? As you can see, It’s been a while since this miny village’s gone hollow.

They aren’t even responding a thing. Darning borin’. They are fukin villagers after all. Seriously trash yeah?

More, more and more, let’s do somethin’ more entertainingー?

*Shoots again*

Guillan: Hiyaaa, hiyaaaaaa, hiyaaaaaaaaahーhhh!!! Blooood, blooood, blood-blood-blood-blood, gotta chop off everything wooo!

Although he seems to have lost his mind, at the same time, the Charkram shoot off from his fingertips and hunts the prey by spinning through the rain and wind. 

*Blood splash + stab sound*

Female Resident 1: KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAー!!

His attitude is potent, and his talent is that not only was he able to master a very difficult weapon, he mastered hunting a target very comfortably and easily. That skill of his is very well-known.

Arles: ...Fufh, you are right. We can begin to prey upon a larger city onward. We must make those humans...suffer, more suffer.

Kill more...we must kill them more. We must erase them entirely.

Guillan: Hiyahah! Sounds great...I can’t wait…

Among the wolves as they run, hunt and howl in the rain, those two’s conversations are like talkings between a child and his corresponding guardian.

Right after, Arles starts gazing on the other side.

Arles: ...What is Rath doing?

Guillan: Rath? Oh...you mean that rookie huh. Wasn’t he just hunting the foolish who were simply trynna escape over there. 

He doesn’t seem to like murder thing that much. Don’t really think he is your younger bro.

Arles: ...Rath is still immature. If he abandons his emotions, he should be able to kill humans. 

Guillan: Abandon emotions? He’d feel more at ease if he’d just do fun stuff and stop thinking about troublesome shits.

*Spins his Chakram*

Guillan: Hiyyaaah! ‘Kay then, I’m gonna rampage a lil’ more.

Arles: Do not let even a single one be alive. Kill everyone except wolves, seize the souls of everyone. Everyone.

Guillan: I’m down for itー! Bossー!

The scent of blood, as well as the screams and everything which is happening gets erased in the rain, doesn’t even reach anyone. 

Now this small village has turned into a hunting ground for wolves.

Arles: ...Rath.

Rath: ……

After shifting places with guillan, the young man has shown up as if he gets out from the dark.

Arles: What were you doing?

Rath: ...Nothing particular. I was killing them. Just as you told me.

Arles: Do not worry, Rath. Set on fire after the rain stops.

Rath: ...Yeah. I know, brother.

Arles: We are doing this in order to let it know what happened. We want the foolish subjects of Weblin to realize the existence of us, the wolves.

Take everything away, their houses, lands, and lives so that they cannot even think about coming to these places again.

Rath: ...Big brother, I know.

Arles: If you know then respond. The leader of this flock is me.

Rath: ...Yeah.

Arles: Rath, do not think about the points that much. Listen to your own insects inside you. Sound yourself more like “kill humans!”

Rath: ...I know, brother. I know!!

Arles: Say it, you will kill them.

Rath: I will kill. I will...kill humans.

Arles: Say it once more. It is an order.

Rath: ...Kill, kill, kill...kill. I will kill...kill...kill. I will kill, kill...kill, kill, kill, kill them.

I must kill them.

Arles: Rath, do not hesitate. You are not allowed to forget what they did to us. 

Rath: Kill, kill, kill, kill. Yeah...I will kill them.

Arles: Alright...time to go. Fire up.

A small nod, then the young man disappeared out of sight just like he faded away in the dark. 

Arles: ...Kukukuh.

The male chuckles as he is glaring at this hellish disaster.

Arles: Other races etc, just devour all of them. Wreck them out and get rid of everything.

Look, the God of Weblin. This is the beginning of the wolves’ revenge. If you say our race is cursed, then I dare you to curse more.

Kukukuh, hahahah, HAAHAAHHAHAHAH!

As the bloody-rain continues, the man who stood in the middle of this tragic place was the king of the wolves.

Weblin Kingdom

It is a small kingdom which is lying at a corner of the continent thronged with great powers.

Garibaldi family of the Cat species rules it. Surrounded by abundant and strict atmosphere, Weblin is undoubtedly standing as an solitary island on the continent.

While wearing armor called “Nature which prevents aggression”, this kingdom was flourishing as an independent civilization on the continent.

The one that holds domination power is the species called ‘Cats’.

In this world the species that exist are ー1) ’Cats’

2) Human

3) Wolves

4) And the rare species are ‘Rat’

5) Lion

6) Dog

7) Rabbit

When wolves and humans hand over the top of the Weblin to the Cats, the races living there including the rare ones were being dominated. 

Hundred of years passed after its founding, although there were clan’s barriers in it, Weblin was still a harmonious and splendid country which existed in a beautiful environment.

Exactly like this, until ten years ago. 

As the history progressed, Cats and other races of Weblin were producing a few number of frictions. 

Exploiting takes place right one after another. The relationship between the tribes finally began to be disputed. 

There was a rebellion that occurred ten years ago.

A wolf guard-knight who used to work for the Weblin kingdom had turned the sword towards one of the members of the royal family.

Cats who ruled Weblin, and the one who ruled on their top of that was the royal family Garibaldi.  Treasoning that family was a very heavy sin.

That guard-knight’s residence was disrupted and so after he was driven out from the country. However一the uproar still was not all over.

That uproar was not only between Wolves and Cats but involved in every other race.

一And thereupon, a big plague had assaulted the country.

A brutal death-disease called “Zodiva” 一 so called this disease by human and it was in trend. 

This may dye the sufferer’s skin into black color and may also end up completely spoiling the brain-tissues. And this unknown caused plague will eventually lead the affected individual into madness.

Wherein a rumour takes place which is “Wolves are the reasons behind the origin of this plague.” This rumour got spread across many regions in no time. 

The people of the villages and towns that wolves attacked were feared, that thoroughly-outbroken disease was the wolves’ curse.

And eventually that ‘Zodiva’ name becomes identified as ‘Madness-disease by Wolves.’

In order to sweep away the fear of such people, the Weblin Kingdom Garibaldi VI had announced a certain rule.

一 “Genociding Wolves Law”

“Behead the wolves who are the origin of the nation-wrecking disease.”

Balanced relationships between the clans that had been preserved for 100 years have decisively collapsed after coming this far.

The decree to protect yourself from the wolf species was warranted as a reason to hunt the wolf species behind anyone’s notices.

In the fear of Zodiva, the other clans started wildly joining in wolves-hunting and had decided to exterminate them. 

ーAnd ten years have passed since then.

Due to the dramatic decrease of wolves, the impact of Zodiva has also descended.

However, the wolves killing law that Garibaldi VI had published still continued to function without undo. 

The wolves species began to decrease so much as if it was an endangered species. 

By changing the wolves’ position to be preyed on, the cats became more and more absolute strength owners.

Weblin, unlike the outer places where the plague was not spreaded, is now belonging to cats…

ーIt was an absolute monarchy.

Place: Weblin Kingdom Castle一 Corridor

Auger: …?

Hm, I just heard a voice. As I was walking leisurely in the hallway, I stopped and brought up my ear to listen to something interesting or not.

(Hmmm? What kind of conversation would they possibly have in such a place like this.)

Waiting Maid 1: Hey tell me, did you two heard a rumour about a witch?

Waiting Maid 2: A witch?

Waiting Maid 3: Yeah, rumour about the witch of Charmessen (Beautiful Forest)? 

Waiting Maid 1: Oh yeah exactly. You know, it’s said that there’s a witch in the Charmessen forest.

Waiting Maid 2: Yes, I have heard about it a little. It was about like the witch from the Charmessen forest is cursing the Weblin by wielding a disaster, right? 

Waiting Maid 3: Exactly, as you see the northward village has been raided up and destroyed by the wolves recently.

Waiting Maid 2: Very miserable indeed… After eating and killing the people regardless of their gender and age, they even set the places on fire.

Waiting Maid 1: Yeah, I talked to a member of knighthood who was dispatched later on…

It was not cool to ask him but, he turned pale after saying it wasn’t something that humans could do.

Waiting Maid 3: Even a brave knight has averted his eyes, it means it was a terrible spectacle indeed…

Waiting Maid 1: Same goes for the impact on the wolves, I heard the witch is manipulating the wolves to attack everyone.

Waiting Maid 2: Eeh? But what the witch would possibly achieve by making the wolves attack down. 

Waiting Maid 3: You know, it’s something that I have heard though...because the witch wants to have an eternal life, she will need so many sacrificial victims. 

Waiting Maid 1: Then she is making the wolves hunt the villages or towns to get so many sacrificed people...I am scared now.

Waiting Maid 2: Talking about being scared...recently the Garibaldi Majesty IV keeps getting in weak condition. I am scared of what if something bad happens.

Waiting Maid 1: You’re right. Majesty’s condition just keeps getting frailed lately…

Waiting Maid 3: Raids by wolves, Zodiva, Witch and so many threatening stuff are going on. So I would like the Majesty to hang on there…

Waiting Maid 2: Rather, isn’t it okay to hand over the royal to His Highness Mejojo really quick?

Waiting Maid 1: Hush…! How can you handle it if it goes to others’ ears…!?

Waiting Maid 3: As she said, no matter how number one royal successor Lord Mejojo is, don’t say so confirmly that he is going to be the next heir. 

Expecting Garibaldi VI is going to pass out is something considered as the crime of treason you know?

Waiting Maid 2: ...R- right...kh. I am so sorry for being careless.

The silence that stares around for a while continues. The three of them are more likely to sweat over what they will do if somebody would hear their conversations.

Auger: (Seriously, you ought to be careful since you don’t know if somebody had a chance to hear you or not.)

That’s right. For example, just like this, there was a possibility that the twin brother of the next royal successor prince Mejojo Von Garibaldi has been taking a peek in your conversations. 

(Everyone likes gossiping about rumours afterall~ I also don’t hate it though)

I like it even more if it comes out handy for me.

Waiting Maid 1: That being said...It just pops up in my mind. The disagreements between the Garibaldi Majesty VI and his twin princess came out pretty much a fact.

Waiting Maid 2: Eh? No kidding?

Waiting Maid 3: Oh, I heard about that too. Let me go back umm...it was about Lady Eleanora and Rayrie, yeah?

Waiting Maid 2: Lady Eleanora and Rayrie…? Who are you talking about? Was there anybody with those names?

Waiting Maid 1: Ohh, you have moved here recently. Both Lady Eleanora and Rayrie are Majesty Garibaldi VI’s wives.

Waiting Maid 2: Oh yes, that’s why...I felt like I heard those names before.

But surely both of them had passed away right?

Waiting Maid 1: ...Yeah. It’s been many years since Lady Eleanora and Rayrie had passed away.

Waiting Maid 2: I see. Guess no matter how newcomer I am or other maidens, you are gonna know those names today or tomorrow.

If that is the case then...it means Majesty Garibaldi VI is very sorry.

Waiting Maid 1: Eh? Why’s that?

Waiting Maid 2: Because both of his wives have passed out pretty early, no?

Waiting Maid 1: ………

Waiting Maid 3: ………

Waiting Maid 2: Eh? What’s wrong with the two of you? Did I just...say something weird?

Waiting Maid 3: ...You say something weird or not, Err well...looks like you still don’t know yet, so I shall inform you about that.

Waiting Maid 2: E- eh?

Waiting Maid 1: Talking about Lady Eleanora and Reyrie are prohibited in the interior of the castle.  Even if you split them accidentally, you are gonna be dismissed.

Waiting Maid 2: Di- dismissed…?

Waiting Maid 3: Told you right? Lady Eleanora and Reyrie contents are the main reason for the bad patches between His Majesty and his princes.

Waiting Maid 2: Eeh? What does that mean?

Waiting Maid 1: Well you see…

Auger: (Looks like the time has arrived)

*Footsteps*

Waiting Maid 1: …!

Waiting Maid 2: …!

Waiting Maid 3: …!!

I purposely straightened my neck up and showed up from the place that I have silently been hiding.

The maidens who were blooming like a flower while ridiculously chattering a minute ago, are instantly turning into pale blue.

That’s not surprising either. Because the rumoured person that was being chased by these ladies’ curious minds has presented his appearance.

Auger: Hey there, what three of you were talking about? Would you please let me join too? I love those kinds of conversations.

With an intentional carefree and light voice, I asked if it would be okay to accompany them.

Obvious enough, they turn around their heads side to side with immense vigor. 

Waiting Maid 1: W- we are terribly sorry, your highness Auger...we are taking our leaves…!

Waiting Maid 2: Kindly excuse our silliness…!

Auger: Eeeh, aren’t you going a bit over? I had already heard every single word of what you just talked about. That being said, you also mentioned something like ‘you will get dismissed’, no?

Waiting Maid 1: N- not at all…! No way…! If I had misunderstood something...kh, I- I am begging your forgiveness…

Auger: Nope, now way I will pardon you right? You are gonna die here.

Waiting Maid 1: Hhhee…!!

*that maiden falls down*

Auger: So, what are you upto? Oh right, you also intended to say that yeaaa.

Waiting Maid 2: W- we are begging...your pardon...gh!

Auger: Oh jeez, do not let out that loud voice. It’s earsore. 

...I am a royal master musician. My ears are very sharp. And you can tell it clearly by looking at those ears, no? Or perhaps you humans can’t possibly get what I meant.

Look carefully, my ears are really great. I may end up hearing every single thing.

Waiting Maid 2: ...R- right.

Auger: That- is- why, if you talk about such things for a second time...I will kill you. 

Waiting Maid 3: ...hhhgh…!!

Auger: Your response, lil’ human girls?

Waiting Maid 3: A- alright!! Your highness Auger!!

Waiting Maid 2: W- we beg our excuse…!

While the three parties fairly raised their voices, the ladies got dismissed from that place in no time.

Auger: Looks like there're so many rumours spreading out...Fufu, rumours are pretty fun I guess…?

I slothly resumed to start wandering while giggling.

Although it has declined, the effect of Zodiva still has not reached zero.

The raids on the towns-villages by the wolves.

The same time when those situations got paired, other threatening rumours also got spread in a blink of an eye.

Auger: (Even the ‘father is passing out’ being a rumour...mhm, pretty interesting indeed)

I was able to hear something very amusing while loitering around looking for cool news.

I’m also telling this great news to my big brother.

I have to set it up since brother has a serious gaze. He may also not be gonna tease about it like me.

Let’s make it more interesting if that’s what the case is, okey?

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[klanceficatalogue]

Klance Fic Starter Pack

So back in June of 2018 I made a Klance Fic Starter Pack post but since it’s been a long while since then I decided it’s finally time for an update. So here we have it! - Karri

so why don’t we fall by aknightley (1/1 | 8,218 | Explicit)

Five times Lance used a pet name for Keith, and one time Keith used one for Lance.

Keith has no basis for having a relationship with someone, so he's trying to follow Lance's lead.

//nsfw

The Marks We Make by wittyy_name (12/12 | 255,302 | Mature)

Lance McClain constantly dreams of the day he'll finally meet his mysterious soulmate. They don't say much, if anything at all, but they leave him with gorgeous paintings temporarily tattooing his skin. It's not exactly the situation he hoped for, but when he feels the connection between them, he can't bring himself to resent them. As much as he wishes his soulmate would just talk to him, he's resigned himself to being patient. In the meantime, he has a loving family and good friends to help him get by.

Keith Kogane dreads the day he'll finally meet his obnoxious soulmate. He's just an art student who's struggling to find his place in the world. There's so much he hasn't been able to control in his life, and the thought of having a soulmate, just another thing in his life which he also has no control over yet can't do anything about, is a little terrifying. So he ignores the words that occasionally appear on his skin. He has other things to focus on: like being a new student at a big university where his childhood friend and step-brother go.

//nsfw

(shallura, hunk/shay)

Nightmares by Trashness (1/1 | 14,864 | Teen And Up)

Lance's nightmares are getting out of control. It's effecting his and the team's performance, but he's at a loss for how to fix this.

Apparently sleeping next to a warm body helps.

call me, beep me (10/10 | 85,591 | General)

(00:31) Do you think she gave me the wrong number on purpose? (00:31) Or was it a genuine mistake? (00:32) Like maybe she writes funny and I misread it? (00:32) Some of the numbers do look a little dodgy... (00:33) Cause, you know, her threes could very easily be poorly formed eights? And maybe she writes her sevens like her ones? (00:45) What (00:46) The (00:46) Fuck??? (00:47) Oh good, you are awake!

where lance messages the wrong number and things kind of snowball from there

(shallura)

Shut Up and Dance With Me by wittyy_name (15/15 | 249,827 | Mature)

Lance and his friends have been regulars at the Altea Dance Studio for years. Not just for classes, but to hang out, practice, and spend time with good people who love dancing. Every year, they audition to be one of the few representing Altea at the regional dance competition. Lance always auditions solo, but this year he misses out on auditions and blows his chance to participate. And so does his self-proclaimed rival, Keith.

Luckily, Shiro comes up with a brilliant plan: convince Lance and Keith to audition as a duo.

With a little convincing, and a lot of effort, these two might just be able to pull it off and go to regionals... or they might crash and burn.

//nsfw

(shallura)

Hearts Don’t Break Around Here by klancekorner (13/13 | 135,555 | Mature)

Lance and Keith have been best friends since first grade. Lance’s brain is always on overdrive and Keith’s blunt, realistic ass can never keep up. They both come to realize that sometimes you can learn a lot about loving yourself by loving someone else.

//anxiety //insecurities //nsfw

i bet you look good on the dancefloor by xShieru (7/7 | 43,295 | Teen And Up)

"So like in 'Step Up'?" Allura shrugs. "Now that you put it like that - yes. I guess it's just like in 'Step Up'." The smile that she sends Shiro's way - followed by a shy wave, eugh - is sickening to say the least, and Lance still doesn't believe in dance camps.

-

Lance McClain's dancing career begins and ends with Keith.

Keith just wants to find out what Lance's deal is.

(shallura)

you never stood a chance by kagshina (1/1 | 12,221 | Teen And Up)

lance to hunk ♡ >i’m gonna fukin die hunk oh mygod i sent >keith a work out selfie that i wan supposed to fcukin send to you and you know what it said >”BET YOU WANNA LICK THESE NIPS” >HUNK I WILL NEVE BE ABLE TO FCE HIM AGAIN I WANT TO DI E

(Or, Keith is beautiful, Lance has a crush, and there's lots of shirtless selfies)

nothing’s quite as sweet by dimpleforyourthoughts (1/1 | 50,369 | Teen And Up)

Keith is a barista who hates his job. Lance works at the cat shelter across the street.

Sweet Quiznak by CheckeredCloth (4/4 | 6,819 | Teen And Up)

"You're really into him," Hunk mutters, and wow, Lance's face is on fire. Hunk is killing him.

"Look, read into how you like, Freud, just make sure that if I die Keith knows I totally would've mowed his ass like grass. That way, I can laugh hysterically at his emotionally-constipated expression from the afterlife."

Or: Lance is badly injured and has a few skeletons in his closet. Or maybe just the one.

//blood //injury

What a Healing Pod Can’t Repair by Remember_Me (12/12 | 55,777 | Teen And Up)

The compromised wormhole was ripping apart at the seams, sending everyone spiraling away in completely different directions. Lance could feel himself being pulled and bent in ways he was definitely not supposed to be. -- Stitching the team back together after everyone is separated is difficult, and for one Paladin rescue wouldn't be coming for a very long time.

//violence //blood

Bonding Time by magisterpavus (1/1 | 16,416 | Explicit)

“Shiro, I fucked up,” Keith blurted, wringing his hands.

Shiro paused mid-punch, shooting him a quizzical look. “What? What happened?”

“I think,” Keith whispered, “I think I accidentally roofied Lance. With my dick.”

//nsfw

Homesick at Space Camp by K0bot (15/15 | 74,280 | Teen And Up)

Lance realizes he's been an asshole to Keith, and on a diplomatic mission to a key planet for the Voltron alliance he... overcompensates.

//blood //injuries //panic attacks

we’ll make it, you and me by ghostcribs (1/1 | 6,421 | Teen And Up)

"Keith, if we make it out of this alive, I'm going to kiss you."

//injury

time out of mind by aknightley (2/2 | 27,849 | Teen And Up)

Keith and Lance wake up married. In the future.

He lays there a moment, processing the faint throbbing in his head, a strange bitter taste like lemons in his mouth. When he opens his eyes, the room spins wildly into a kaleidoscope of colors, so he closes them again, breathing in and out until he feels less like he might throw up. He suddenly registers a warm weight over his waist, and lifts his head to see a brown arm thrown over him. It looks startlingly familiar, but different, bigger than he remembers, more toned.

Keith turns all the way around and comes face to face with Lance sleepily blinking his own eyes open.

A Fish And A Bird by Methoxyethane (1/1 | 13,141 | Teen And Up)

Lance has a boyfriend. Lance does not realize he has a boyfriend. Keith, understandably, does not react well.

On Thin Ice by anonimina (11/11 | 205,795 | Mature)

This multi-chapter fic chronicles the lives of a hockey player named Keith who gets enlisted into figure skating lessons by his brother, Shiro, to "work on his footwork". There he meets a pompous - yet talented - figure skater named Lance and gets swept away by both the sport and the skater.

Or: the not-so-simple story of two people trying to navigate the complexities of living in an ever changing world and face the traumas they've buried far away from the sunlight.

//anxiety 

(shallura, hunk/shay)

bench press me by eggboi (1/1 | 1,683 | Teen And Up)

“The hell are you doing?” Keith grumbles out, body mid-push up. There’s a snicker behind him, too close to his ears, though Keith can’t really understand what would be so amusing about this. Then again, he’s not really sure why Lance is lying on him while he’s doing push ups either. Other than to be, of course, annoying.

“Nothing.” Lance finally says. Keith hears the grin in his voice, which only proves to irritate him a little more. ‘Nothing’ his ass. “Continue with what you’re doing, Mr. ‘I’m-Too-Good-For-Socialization’.”

(Lance, as always, tries to annoy Keith by making his exercise harder. It doesn’t work. At all.)

My Youth Is Yours by MilkTeaMiku (10/10 | 29,980 | General)

An unforseen blast in the middle of a battle de-ages Lance into a child for a week.

Keith does not understand babies.

#klance #voltron #vld #klance fic #klance fics #voltron fic #voltron fics #vld fic #vld fics #klance starter pack #klance fic starter pack

[ignitification]

Allmight death flags lets fukin goooooo

You said it for me anon.

These two panels in particular are both symbolic AND heartbreaking. I said before in this ask, that Izuku is breaking free of his safety net, rejecting the support that AM has been giving him, and instead reaching for the independence he needs in order to actually deal with whatever is coming his way. I wrote long time ago, how Izuku, after the Vestiges talk, assumed a fatalistic mentality, for which he is now not obsessed, but rather pressuring himself into saving everyone he can. He uses particularly the reaching hand metaphor, and he takes the word that AM tells him after Kacchan's kidnapping that he can only save those he can reach. However, with this Izuku is fatally overlooking people who are already in his reach and we see here how he somehow lets go of the hand that AM has given him when he promised to pass OfA on to him. This makes me think harder (because I have been hypothesing AM's death since basically when I started reading the manga) that this will serve as an example for Izuku to understand that his frenetic will to save everyone presents whole gaps, which cannot be filled if he is not there. What I mean, is that Izuku has to understand that sometimes he also needs to learn that saving the world, needs sacrifice (which he is taking for granted will not happen) (after all, Night Eye's vision of the future CAN be bent, so I don't think Deku is worrying about that right now) and that sometimes that sacrifice is something that cannot be foreseen, but rather it is fault of the gap in the 'saving all mentality' as it bases itself on the faulty assumption that ONE COULD save everyone. This brings to Mido going away, far from AM and putting him into an 'unsalvageable' position (of which I think, AfO will take advantage) - and putting a lot of red flags when it comes to his life. So yeah, a lot of death flags, but fairly enough I think it would be a stretch for every single person in this situation to survive so take that as you will.

#sorry this got so long akxboabw #:sba #sunn answers #mystrangers #all might #yagi toshinori #bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha leaks #bnha 317 #mha #mha 317 #my hero academia #midoriya izuku