#i was planning to do it anyway this just sped up the process

[tiredguyswag]

i believe in afrolatina carmen supremacy

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[sourcherryandsprinkles]

Nothing ever go according to plan | JJ Maybank x Reader

Summary: The plan to get the cross back turn sour and JJ end up putting his life on the line

Word count: 1k

Request: can I request a JJ Maybank fic with numbers 4 and 6 from the obx print list please! thank you sm <3 ‘’Can you stop being so fucking reckless? I’m tired of being scared of losing you.’’ + ‘’Don’t push me away.’’

Can you write the pursuit/accident from episode 5 but instead of Kie on the bike with JJ, it’s reader and they are a couple 

Note: That scene had me on the edge of my seat!!

my taglists are here + you can send requests here at any time

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Getting caught stealing the cross into Topper’s truck was not part of the plan, but you had to roll with it. When does anything go according to plan anyway?

You saw a flash of red and blue lights, then heard the siren. Shit.

You quickly got behind JJ on his motorcycle, holding onto him tightly as he revved the engine and took off. A mix of siren wailing and tires screeching filled your ears, making the blood pump faster in your veins and your anxiety increase. Being part of the pursuit was less fun than watching it happen on TV.

‘’J…’’ you warned worriedly, looking over your shoulder and seeing the police car getting closer and closer.

‘’I know, I know,’’ he said, his own nerves translating in his voice.

He slid into the other lane and sped again, trying to catch up with Topper. Once he did, he told him to keep going straight and that he had a plan.

‘’Get ready to jump.’’

‘’What?!’’ you exclaimed, not on board with that plan. You’ve seen Footloose, it looked dangerous. ‘’Have you lost your mind? I’m not leaving you.’’ You clung to him, fingers gripping his shirt.

‘’Get in Top’s truck,’’ JJ repeated with more bite in his words.

Your safety was important to him and he couldn’t have you on his motorcycle if he wanted to continue with his plan.

Reluctantly, you did as told and jumped onto the box holding the cross, Pope’s hand holding yours tight so you wouldn’t fall during the process. He helped you get inside the truck, finally safe.

‘’Are you okay?’’ Sarah asked from the front seat.

You nodded, but everyone’s attention shifted when you heard a screech of tires right behind and saw that JJ had stopped and turned his bike around to distract the cops. Was that his plan? Getting the cops to go after him instead of the truck with the cross?

‘’Holy shit!’’ Cleo said, watching from the back window. ‘’I think he threw something at the cops.’’

The police car turned around and fell right into JJ’s plan. While distracting the cops was a good idea, he just committed a criminal offense.

Sarah turned to Topper. ‘’Topper, turn around!’’

He shook his head stubbornly. He agreed to help her, but he wasn’t going to go to prison for her friends — Pogues. ‘’Absolutely not.’’

‘’We’re not leaving him. He’s gonna get arrested,’’ you said, protecting your boyfriend at your turn.

With some more insisting from Sarah, she finally got Topper to turn around. You and Pope shared a relieved glance. The caution to get JJ out would be very salty and none of you could afford it.

The next minutes were intense. Pope was yelling directions at Topper while you were silently panicking in the backseat. The amount of stress this boy always put you through was crazy.

‘’No way, he's up on the overpass. What is he do—’’

Sarah didn’t get to finish her sentence. Up on the overpass, you saw JJ losing control of the motorcycle and crashing through the barrier and railing and falling down the overpass. The car echoed with gasps, watching the accident unfold.

Topper hit the brakes and you all stumbled out of the truck to check on JJ.

The motorcycle broke into pieces at the impact. There were parts here and there on the road, but no sign of JJ.

‘’JJ…’’ Your eyes were frantically searching for the blond as your hands were beginning to shake. ‘’JJ! Where is he?’’ You searched the surroundings, but he wasn’t there. ‘’JJ!’’ Your voice was desperate and panicked, mixing with the other’s.

‘’Maybe he’s up on the bridge,’’ Pope suggested, staying optimistic.

You crumbled to the ground as tears blurred your vision and a sob escaped your lips, thinking the worst. Cleo watched you with sadness and kept looking for JJ for you. She didn’t want that traumatic scene to be your last memory of him. He had to be alive.

‘’I wish I could say I did this on purpose, but that was the gnarliest powerslide I've ever done,’’ a familiar voice said from behind you.

Everyone whipped their heads around, seeing JJ standing and dusting off his hat.

‘’You’re alive!’’ Pope yelled, tackling his friend into a hug.

JJ groaned in pain, his whole body aching from the fall. ‘’Yeah, I’m surprised too.’’

Everyone went and hugged him, sharing a few words. Everyone except you. You were still on the ground among the debris, tears running down your face. He was there before your eyes, alive and well, but your state of shock held you frozen.

Noticing you were still on the ground, Sarah helped you up and called JJ, tearing his attention away from his conversation with Pope and Cleo.

Guilt filled his guts when he saw you and he freed himself from his friends to come over. ‘’I’m gonna go check on my girl.’’ 

If this would’ve been a movie, it would’ve been a perfect moment to put in slow-motion, but your life, although chaotic and implausible sometimes, was not a Hollywood production. 

Another tear fell when you felt JJ’s embrace enveloping you. This time, it was a tear of relief. ‘’You’re okay,’’ you stated, your voice muffled by his chest.

‘’A little sore, but—’’

You pulled back and hit his chest sharply. ‘’Can you stop being so fucking reckless? I’m tired of being scared of losing you.’’

He hissed, but accepted the hit. He deserved it. From your perspective, the accident must not have been easy to watch. If he had been more careful, he would not have lost control of the motorcycle and fallen off the overpass.

JJ gently wiped your tears from your face, looking at you with soft guilty eyes. ‘’I’m sorry. I just wanted to help, I didn’t think my plan would turn to shit.’’ He tried to hug you again, but you didn’t let him. JJ sighed. ‘’Don’t do that. Don’t push me away.’’ He went again, but this time you wrapped your arms around his neck, pushing away the part of you that was mad at him.

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[archie-sunshine]

Survey Says-! (18+ Rodimus/EVERYONE)

Chapter 1: Violations, Schmiolations!

Rodimus is NOT bitter about the results of the crew satisfaction survey, in fact, he’s fully prepared to change! He’s determined to change his crew’s minds, and what better way to do so than to get to know them- in the carnal sense that is. 

There are no problems with this plan in Rodimus’s mind. There are many in Ultra Magnus’s. Magnus engages in some unfortunate(for Rodimus) damage control as head of Cybertronian Resources. Rodimus is not easily deterred. 

Read on AO3 here! Chapter 1.5(NON CANON!) here! Chapter 2 here! Chapter 3 here! Chapter 4 here! Chapter 5 here! Chapter 6 here!

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FIC TAGS: Rodimus/Everyone(But y’know, not like. EVERYONE. Just a lot of various background characters and also more specifically with some others), Takes place post dark cybertron, but pre the whole ship disappearing thing and the mutiny, smut, Chastity, denial, Rodimus is a slut, Ongoing humiliation, HR Violations as comedy, Ultra Magnus is clueless, sticky sexual interfacing, comedy, sexual comedy, dubious consent (if you squint and tilt your head), contains illustrations

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Authors notes: This is the fic concept i was talking about in THIS tumblr post, if you're curious to see more of my thought process. This is all very deliberately silly, so try not to take things too seriously, nobody's getting hurt here, this is all for giggles

CHAPTER TAGS: Rodimus/Dipstick, briefly mentioned Rodimus/Hound, Trailcutter, Sprocket, and Pointblank, Ultra Magnus is obtuse but not stupid, Chastity, humiliation, Rodimus being Rodimus

“Ohh, yeah, just like that-” Rodimus sighed out, letting his helm roll back as he ran his digits over his spike. Dipstick wasn’t exactly his finest lay, but he did just fine where it counted. 

And anyway, it wasn’t about what Rodimus wanted, this was all part of a noble and courageous cause, of course. 

Rodimus let out a shaky moan as Dipstick mouthed along his chassis. An arc of charge shivered up his spinal strut at the feeling of his spike, heavy and thick, inside his valve. He could feel the bot start to lose rhythm, so Rodimus wrapped his legs a bit tighter around his hips and let out a long, pleased moan in Dipstick’s audial. He smirked to himself as the mech bowed forwards with a loud grunt. He sped up the servo on his spike as he chased his own edge.

The hot splashes of transfluid against his inner walls certainly helped. Rodimus offlined his optics as he stroked himself into a perfectly acceptable overload, enjoying the feeling of Dipstick’s fans gusting hot air across his front. 

He allowed himself a moment of afterglow, which was quickly interrupted by a ping in his processor. Rodimus scanned it quickly. Oh slag. The speedster wriggled his way out from under Dipstick, who sluggishly pulled back after noting the captain’s attempt to escape. 

“Something wrong-?” He began.

“Oh no, nothin at all bud, no worries!” Rodimus said quickly. “I’ve just gotta jet, had so much fun I forgot the time.” He chuckled, swiping at his array with a rag before closing his panels. “Thanks for letting me get to know you better!”

Dipstick nodded slowly, a bit of flush in his cheeks. “Uh- yeah, captain, no worries…” 

Rodimus gave him another winning smile, offering a characteristic thumbs up before trotting out of the door to his hab suite with a spring in his step. 

He was such a genius. 

His ego had taken quite a few dings in recent times, what with his series of captainly ‘whoopsies’, being demoted to ‘co-captain’, having to work with fragging MEGATRON, and of course… the whole list incident. But Rodimus wasn’t stuck in his ways, in fact, he was prepared to help every one of his crew see that he could change. 

By letting them know that he was completely at their disposal. 

Wink.

He knew after his conversation with Ratchet that he wasn’t going to let the whole thing get him down, not over a faked survey list anyway. There was no point in taking his frustration out if he wasn’t learning something from the situation, so it was only logical that he take the time to listen to each and every member of his crew. So what if he didn’t know who wanted him off the ship? That wouldn’t matter as long as he was thorough in setting up his meetings.

The fact that most of his one on ones so far had ended with an overload was a coincidence, and not at all planned. As humble as Rodimus was, he also knew how hard it was for most bots to resist a sleek frame like his. 

He felt a bit of pride bloom in his chassis, and perhaps elsewhere, as he recalled some of the past 15 ‘meetings’. 

Hound was definitely a highlight. Rodimus didn’t exactly have a type, but he did enjoy the bulkiness of his frame against his, and certainly enjoyed that thick spike hitting just the right spot… 

And Trailcutter of course,  much sweeter than he’d thought, a very kind lover, but got a bit weepy when Rodimus had told him he was doing well. 

Sprocket had opted for a quick blowjob, as Rodimus had caught him at a bit of a bad time, but he certainly made his enjoyments clear, nearly getting them caught when someone had passed by the supply closet they had tucked themselves into. 

Pointblank had taken Rodimus’s spike well, enjoying the roughness that he’d treated him to, but making a mess on Rodimus’s office floor when he finished. 

Rodimus whistled jovially as he bounced around the corner and his second in command’s office came into sight. He wasn’t going to be too terribly late for his meeting with Ultra Magnus, either, which was likely a surprise to both of them. Rodimus grinned to himself. Everything was coming up Roddy! 

“Captain.” Ultra Magnus said stiffly as Rodimus stepped into the room. 

“Maaaagggss! To what do I owe the pleasure?” Rodimus plopped down in the seat on the opposite side of his desk, propping his pedes up on the edge of it, kicking Magnus’s nameplate out of place. Ultra Magnus’s optic flickered with irritation as he reached over the desk and knocked Rodimus’s legs off of it. 

“I’d like to have a discussion regarding your current extracurricular escapades.” He said, picking up his datapad with one servo while his other adjusted his nameplate back to equilibrium. 

Rodimus’s faceplate blanched. “Aaahh, what do you mean?” asked the captain innocently. 

“You’ve been interfacing startlingly regularly with several of your subordinates.” Magnus retorted flatly. “Which qualifies as a breach of several ordinances and rules surrounding proper captainly conduct.” He turned his optics from the datapad to lock with Rodimus’. “Which you should be well aware of… as you have surely read through the important manuals and documents I sent you before we began this journey.”

“Pff- Yeah! Of course! You recite the first bit of that code, I'll be able to finish it for sure!” Rodimus lied, shifting uncomfortably in his seat. Primus, he should have cleaned his valve out more, he could feel Dipstick’s transfluid rolling around in there. It’d get absorbed by the nanites in there soon enough, but for now, it was an uncomfortable reminder while he wriggled under Ultra Magnus’s glare. 

“Section 45, subheading 8- On the subject of intimate relations amongst superior officers and subordinates.” Ultra Magnus prompted. 

Rodimus shifted again, sitting up straighter and squeezing his legs together. “Uhh, gimme just a skosh more?” 

The larger bot let out a disappointed sigh. “Should a superior officer find himself entangled romantically or sexually with a subordinate crew member, the relationship must be made clear to a ship’s Cybertronian Resources officer, and cleared before a council of the captains and subordinate’s peers to assure there is no power imbalance present. Failure to comply is grounds for demotion on the part of the captain, Rodimus.” Ultra Magnus said gravely. 

“Oh- Well I don’t know what gave you the idea I was doing such a thing, but I’m not, so we don’t have to worry about it-” Rodimus began, adjusting himself again in his chair in preparation to leave. 

“Rodimus, I’m not stupid, I have it on good authority that you are engaging with our crew inappropriately.” Ultra Magnus drawled, clearly growing frustrated with repeating himself.

“Wha- Who told!” Rodimus blurted out, quickly resetting his vocalizer. “W-who lied I mean, we should be sure to meet with whoever is spreading rumours like this-”

“Rodimus I’ve heard you interfacing in two supply closets, seen the transfluid you failed to wipe off your office floor, and watched you walk down the hall to your hab unit leaving a convenient trail of fluids directly from Powerflash’s suite.” -

Rodimus’s intake snapped shut, face flaring a bit with embarrassment. It wasn’t as if Rodimus had any shame about his habits- er, gracious and noble quest for forgiveness- it was just that Ultra Magnus was the last one he wanted to find out about them. “... Yeah…” He muttered defeatedly, slumping back down in his seat. “... So what, am I getting demoted? Is Megatron taking up his rightful place as the true captain? I hope he enjoys sitting in my seat.” Rodimus pouted petulantly. 

Ultra Magnus disregarded his grumbling, reaching for a drawer in his desk. “On the contrary, I am going to give you another chance to reconsider your actions.” He stood, tucking something he had grabbed behind his back, and walking around the desk towards him. “Your actions, while unprofessional and incredibly juvenile, do betray a want to rectify some of your past mistakes, which…” Ultra Magnus’s frown softened a bit, begrudgingly allowing a modicum of admission into his tone. “Is a step in the right direction.”

Rodimus’s vents hitched, his optic ridges raising as he sized up his SIC. “Oh- Mags- was this your way of flirting with me?” Rodimus laughed. “Aw, maggy, you didn’t need to do all this, really, just invite me out for drinks some-” The captain’s flirting was cut off when Ultra Magnus reached a servo down to effortlessly knock Rodimus’s legs apart. 

“I am not flirting, captain.” He said flatly, all softness melted out of his expression. 

Rodimus stared up at him. He could feel his frame starting to heat with quickly tamped down arousal at the way the bigger bot loomed over him. 

“I am going to keep you accountable, and in doing so,” Ultra Magnus brought the device he had picked out of his drawer around to his front, Rodimus had never seen something like it before. It was painted bright yellow with black caution stripes, all extendable bars and geometry like it was supposed to hook onto something. “I will make sure that your behaviour ceases this instant.” 

“Oh Mags- whatever could you me-” Rodimus began to croon, cut off by sudden sensation as Ultra Magnus’s hands lifted up his hips off the chair. “H-Hey-! Listen Mags- I like em forward but this is a little-” 

Rodimus was silenced as Ultra Magnus unceremoniously clamped the device tight around his panels, pressing his thumb hard into a top latch to fasten the locks in place with a low magnetic zap. 

Rodimus looked down, dumbfounded, at his own panels, now securely fastened shut. “Did you… just put a car boot… on my panels?” He said, slowly turning his helm up to look at Ultra Magnus.

The bigger bot nodded proudly, folding his arms over his chassis. “I felt this was the only way to keep you from continuing to breach protocol.” 

“WHAT THE FRAG IS WRONG WITH YOU!!” Rodimus howled, kicking Ultra Magnus’s leg and succeeding only in pushing his chair back a ways. He immediately began to claw at the boot on his panels and was horrified to find it well and truly stuck there. 

“Under chapter 79, section 31-A of the crew relations act, the third subsection suggests possible fixes for inappropriate interfacing behaviour, such as-” 

“AS MAGNETIZING MY ARRAY CLOSED??! You’re sick!!” Rodimus wailed, still ineffectually pushing at the bars and beams fastened to his junk. “This- THIS has to count as cruel and unusual punishment!!” 

“It doesn’t. I’ve checked. And it isn’t permanent either, and yes I did consult Ratchet before proceeding to ensure there would be no adverse effects to your gynecological health.” Ultra Magnus went over his points, walking back around the desk and sitting back down. “I am giving you a decacycle of this punishment, we will check in at the halfway point, and you will have a chance to plead your innocence at that time-”

“A DECACYCLE!!??” Rodimus cried, popping up on his pedes and slamming his servos on the desk. “You- You can’t be serious!! This is humiliating, everyone is going to see-”

“See that you are taking steps towards being less of a sexual pest and more of a professional and honest leader?” Ultra Magnus raised a brow ridge. Rodimus searched in his optics for some sign that he really didn’t believe what he was saying.

“You can’t be that obtuse.” Rodimus growled. THERE! There! Ultra Magnus’s optics flicked away with an uncharacteristic glint. 

“Consider any unpleasant feelings as motivation to reconsider your previous leadership choices, captain.” Ultra Magnus said blithely, going back to scanning his datapads. “You are free to go, sir.” 

“I hate you.” Rodimus spat, indignantly swatting Magnus’s name plate off his desk before spinning on his heel and storming out of his office.

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[phantom-playdough]

Hello! Could you write an Mk with a gender neutral s/o who has shadow powers? Like, Macaque helps them train and teach them how to control themself.(he totally wasn't using them before this though-👀)

But yeah. Could the interactions also be fluffy? I'm dying from the lack of Mk content.😭/hj

Thank you so much!

-🍞

Okay, 🍞! Here ya go! I hope that this fluffy enough for you! Tried my best!

MK x GN!Reader: My Sweet Shadow

Y/n slipped through the shadows, appearing suddenly in their apartment. Feeling tired from using their powers so much, Y/n plopped face first onto their couch.

Y/n had just gotten back home from training with their master, Macaque. They always had the power to become a shadow and used it often. Apparently, however, they were sloppy with their power because Macaque stumbled across them becoming a shadow to hide from some muggers.

Macaque took an interest in them, wanting to use them for the sake of his own gain. So, he took them under his wing and began training them. But the training was incredibly difficult for Y/n.

So, when they got home and felt their stomach growl violently, they decided to order some noodles from Pigsy Noodles. They wanted to try the noodles there for a while now, so why not?

They placed their order and waited. And waited. And waited.

After what felt like years a knock at the door sounded through Y/n's apartment and they shot up to answer the door.

"Hey, I-I'm sorry for taking so...long..." MK said, trailing off slightly as the customer answered the door. MK was absolutely floored with how perfect they looked.

"No worries." Y/n was screeching inside their mind as they took in MK's adorable appearance. He looked like they were doing a lot of deliveries for a while, exhaustion clear on his face but they still looked awe-struck for some reason.

Y/n looked down at themself and felt a strong blush of embarrassment appear on their face. "Sorry, I was just out and stuff. I swear I don't always look this...messy."

“No!” MK said a little too quickly. He cleared their throat. “I-I mean, psh! Nah, you look fine!” MK tried playing it cool, failing miserably but it served to make them more adorable.

Y/n laughed. “Well, thank you!”

MK handed Y/n their order, feeling his heart skip when their hands touched briefly in the exchange. Y/n looked into the bag, eager to see their food smiling back at them. But they were a little taken aback to see the food in the bag was... not theirs.

MK was in the process of leaving when Y/n called out to them. "Uh, this isn't my order?"

He all but froze when they heard that. MK sped back over at a speed so fast that Y/n had to blink once or twice to register that he was back in front of them. "Oh, my God! I'm so sorry!! Here, I'll take it and bring your order back. What was it you got again?" MK asked, clearly frazzled.

"U-uh, it was (favorite ramen or noodle recipe)."

"ARUGH! I KNEW that was yours, too! I'll bring it back ASAP!" They said, not giving Y/n much of a chance to respond before he was gone again.

===

Y/n was sat in their apartment, scrolling through their TV's watchlist, trying to find something to distract from the rumbling in their stomach. Eventually though, Y/n heard a loud knock at their door.

When the door was opened, MK all but shoved Y/n's order into their arms. "Here ya go! I-I'm, uh... sorry about that." They said, scratching his head awkwardly.

"No worries, dude. I know how it is. So long as I got my food, that's all that matters." Y/n flashed a soft smile, making MK's heart skip a beat or two. Or three.

"Well, uh... I gotta get goin'. But hopefully I'll see you around?" MK tried to not let hope edge into his voice, but it did anyway.

"Sounds like a plan. I'm Y/n, for the record."

"Call me MK!" They said, holding up a hand.

Y/n high-fived MK, before MK left.

Once they were back inside, Y/n opened their bag of food. They were relieved to see their order staring back at them. But they also saw something else in their bag. It was their receipt. But it had something written on it.

'Hey! It's MK, your noodle-delivery guy! I wouldn't mind talkin' to you again! Here's my number!'

Y/n had to hold back so hard to not scream at how ADORABLE this "noodle-delivery guy" was being!!!

Needless to say, it didn't quite work if you ask Y/n's neighbors.

===

From that day onward, Y/n was continuing their training with Macaque, but in their free-time, they were in their shadow form in order to follow MK around. Don't get them wrong, they did want to hang out with MK, like a lot. But Macaque had just recently had a talk with Y/n, telling them to not associate with MK or his mentor, Monkey King.

The reasons behind these bans, however, were left to interpretation to Y/n. But the fact that these bans existed hurt Y/n more than they thought.

===

Today, Y/n was off from training for a change, as Macaque was off on some sort of hunt for some artifact or something. So, while he was gone, Y/n followed MK over to Pigsy's Noodles. They watched him interact with some people who Y/n gathered were named Mei, Tang, and Pigsy.

But as Y/n was in their shadow, Tang noticed Y/n's form near the corner of the shop.

"Hey, uh guys? Am I the only one who sees that shadow there?" Tang said, giving away Y/n's position. Everyone turned around and stared at them for a good thirty to forty seconds.

Y/n stepped out of their shadow form slowly. "Uh, hi... I was just-omph!!!" They were cut off by MK rushing over and hugging them incredibly tightly.

"Hey, Y/n!!! Where have you been?" MK flashed some sweet puppy-eyes at Y/n, making their heart skip a beat. Or two. Or three.

"I-I, uh...I just was busy."

"Uh, MK? You gonna introduce us?" Mei asked.

"Yeah! I was gonna do that... in a sec." Only then did MK release Y/n from his death grip. Their eyes sparkled so brightly that Y/n felt nothing but guilt for avoiding him for training sake.

"Um, my name is Y-Y/n. I met MK here when he delivered me some noodles." Y/n said awkwardly. They kicked themself in the head for the lame excuse of an introduction. But from the looks of things, no one else seemed to mind at all.

"So, how were you able to hide in the shadows like that?" Tang asked after a small discussion started between Y/n and the group.

"I've always been able to do that. I was kinda, just born with this power." Y/n answered calmly. "I don't normally get so careless with being noticeable, though. Guess I'm getting a bit rusty in that department." They said with a nervous chuckle.

"Well, it's a super cool power to have!" MK reassured Y/n. It worked luckily, but both of them were oblivious to the suspicious and knowing looks headed their way from Mei, Pigsy, and Tang.

After a good day of chatting with the group, Y/n and MK were walking back to Y/n's apartment. Once they reached that destination, the two of them just stood in front of the door awkwardly. "Y-you know, it meant a lot to me that you said my power was cool. It was cool coming from you."

"Really? Thanks! I-I, uh, I mean no problem!" MK fumbled with their words. But then his face turned serious. "I-I didn't do anything wrong, did I? Like, you've been kinda MIA lately and I was just wanting to double check that I didn't do anything wrong."

Y/n's heart broke almost instantly at MK's words. They felt so guilty for ditching them for training. Macaque's words echoing in their mind made Y/n all the more certain that he was wrong. MK was too pure and perfect to be as awful as Macaque described.

"No, no... you did nothing wrong. I was just prioritizing something over you when I shouldn't have been. I-I'm sorry for that." Y/n decided to do something a little daring to make their apology more genuine. So, they leaned in real close and gave MK a small kiss on the cheek.

When they pulled away, they saw the gears turning in MK's eyes. It was as if he was trying to decipher the meaning of life and death as we knew it. But they snapped out of their daze and smiled a smile so real and sweet that it made Y/n feel a tiny bit nauseous at how cute he looked.

But the moment had to end with Pigsy calling MK's phone in that moment.

After a rushed conversation between the two, MK looked at Y/n and scratched their neck awkwardly. "Uh, I gotta go. But if you wanted to...do something sometime?"

"I'd love that. I'm free this Friday evening." Y/n said sweetly.

"Cool! Cool! I-we can just, uh, sort out the details later! I'd better go before Pigsy fires me or something."

"I think if it wasn't for the fact that you're so cute, he would've already done that." Y/n teased.

"Yeah, right?" A beat of silence. "Hey!!" MK shouted, making Y/n cackle like a drunken wizard.

MK left, but not before sneaking one little kiss on the cheek for Y/n.

===

Y/n driving over to Pigsy's noodles really should not have felt so intense, but it did.

Tonight, was their first date with MK. The two of them simply agreed on something basic for the first date, being a movie and video games at MK's apartment.

When they finally arrived, they asked Pigsy where MK's apartment was. He directed them upstairs, although he gave an intense glare to Y/n that said, 'Hurt my son and you will die a horrible death'. It was both intimidating but also kind of wholesome.

Y/n headed up to MK's door, knocking gently. Almost immediately, there was a loud bang inside the apartment. There was some rushing around from what it sounded like, along with MK shouting, "Hang on! Hang on!" over and over.

After a minute or two of both sounds being repeated, Y/n contemplated grabbing Pigsy. But before they got the chance, MK swung open the door so fast it almost smacked them in the face.

"Sorry! Sorry. I was just, uh, doing some last-minute cleaning?" MK said, rocking back and forth on their feet slightly.

"No worries. Sorry, didn't mean to cause you that much trouble." Y/n responded, scratching their neck.

"NO! No, it's just-I wanted to make this...good 'cause..." MK sighed. "I've honestly never been on a date before."

"WhAt!?" Y/n all but shrieked. "B-but you're so precious!! How could someone like you not be taken should be a question SCIENCETISTS should study!" They only just then seemed to register what they were actually saying.

"Sorry. That probably was a little too forward." Y/n apologized, covering their face with their hands.

MK laughed and grabbed Y/n's hands, pulling them away from their face. "No, that was nice to hear actually. But, uh, come on in!" MK then pulled Y/n inside his apartment.

Once the pair had settled in with some snacks and drinks, they sat down on MK's bed to play a video game. After a few rounds, MK kept losing to Y/n. So they decided to raise the stakes a bit. "Alright, Y/n. I got a bet for ya."

"What kind of bet?" Y/n cocked their head to the side curiously.

MK had to ignore the butterflies in his chest at how cute Y/n looked doing that. "Loser of the next round has to do whatever the winner wants."

Y/n laughed. "So, you're writing me a blank check, are you?"

"Wha-no! Not yet at least! You don't know you'll win yet!" MK said defensively.

Y/n laughed. "You're on."

===

After the next match, MK was deemed the winner. They jumped up off his bed, doing a big old dance as a way to celebrate their victory.

"Alright, Monkie Kid. You win. What do you want me to do?" Y/n said sweetly. Even though they were a bit bitter over not winning, MK was so cute that it was hard to stay mad.

MK snapped out of his trance and sat down next to Y/n on the bed once again. But Y/n noticed that they seemed timid when just a moment ago, he was dancing around like he was a king.

"Close your eyes?" MK squeaked out.

Y/n seemed surprised. That was all they wanted Y/n to do? Seemed like a strange request but at least it was easy and whatnot.

They did as they were told, of course. MK took a deep breath in, out, and in again before leaning in to kiss Y/n.

When Y/n felt MK kiss them, their eyes shot open. But, it felt so nice kissing MK. He felt so warm and soft. Y/n did an internal shrug and kissed back. They gripped the orange jacket MK had on as though it was the edge of a cliff. MK was rather surprised at how bold Y/n was, but they weren't complaining.

The kissing grew in tandem, Y/n ended up pushing MK down on the bed, pinning his hands above him to kiss him on the neck.

"W-woah! H-hey! That tickles, Y/n!" MK laughed.

Y/n laughed, pulling away from MK's neck and just laid on top of them. The two of them ended up falling asleep laying like that... until Pigsy came along the next morning to wake MK up. Needless to say, he just shut the door and tried to pretend he didn't see that.

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For the 1,000 followers event (which I am so freaking happy for you about! Congratulations!) Can we get #3 with Manny? Please and a great big thank ya! 😘🩷

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Red Light Blue Light

Contains: Mentions of sex, friends to lover, angst with a happy ending, car accident, mild injury, hurt/comfort, fluff. Takes place in a universe where there's no war with the Sons.

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More than 19,000 people are injured annually in California hit-and-run accidents.

"Come on Querida, I know it means you'll miss your show but you record it anyway." Manny called you just as you finished work, and you knew when you heard his tone what he would be asking for.

You sighed, "Why not. You better make missing the biggest scandal in reality TV since Willam cheating on Drag Race worth my while."

Manny chuckled, "Don't worry, I'll make sure you have a great time, I'll even buy you dinner at that Taco place a few streets away."

You rubbed your face, "Ok, fine, but next time you want to hang out, you're coming to my place. I'll cook for you and you know I have that fancy craft beer you won't admit to liking."

"Done, that's a fair trade. I'll see you tonight." He sounded so smug.

"Ok Manny, see you tonight."

Manny got off the phone and grinned at Coco, "She coming?" Manny nodded, "Alright, good, I haven't seen her in ages. Are you planning a repeat on the last time, or have you jumped back on the just friends train?"

Manny sighed, "It was one time man, and we agreed that it wouldn't happen again."

Coco tutted, "She didn't just fall on your dick dude. Give it a chance, she might feel the same way."

Manny shook his head, "You see many old ladies around here? You and Hope are the only ones who aren't fucking struggling."

Coco raised an eyebrow, "We'll see. This time next month, she'll be your old lady."

****

Manny had been smiling like an idiot ever since the call and his excitement only grew as sunset drew closer. He and Coco were out on the road, coming back from a day trying to lock down the prisons after Iron War filled the void that the Sons had left.

Coco waved his hand to grab Manny's attention and pointed to the road ahead of them before raising his voice above the roar of the bikes, "Is that y/n?"

Manny nodded, "Yeah." He chuckled, "Her and that car, she might as well wrap it in bubble wrap." Manny would laugh every time you compared his bike with your car and its side airbags and superior crumple zone.

"She must be on her way to the clubhouse, do you think we'll catch up with her?" Manny could see that Coco was calculating the distance between their bikes, your car and the next light.

Manny shook his head, "Nah, we'll just miss her." Sure enough, the light turned green and you slowly pulled into the intersection as they got going too.

It happened in a flash, and Manny could hear the revving of a car before he saw a flash of silver, then an all mighty crash as a vehicle slammed into the driver's side of your car. To make matters worse, the offending vehicle only stayed idle for a moment before reversing and speeding off.

Manny was stuck still as he tried to process what he saw and his mouth opened before he could think, "Go after the car."

Coco was already racing after the pickup truck and Manny sped towards the wreck. He was off the bike so far he almost fell over and then he wrapped his fingers around the twisted metal as he tried to pull the door free, "Y/n, Querida. Talk to me."

He heard a groan but the airbag hanging from the roof stopped him from seeing your face, "What happened?"

Manny relaxed, if only a little, "Someone slammed into you, Coco's got after them…."

A quick look at your legs showed you weren't trapped, but there were more pressing matters, "Manny, I can smell gas."

"Shit, I'm going to pull you through the window, cover your face." Manny took his blade and beat in the corner of the already shattered window before pulling it out of the housing entirely, "Grab on to me."

You stretched across the seat and grabbed your bag before you wrapped your arms around his torso as he leaned into the car and wrapped his around your waist and he let out a breath when he saw your legs were free despite the damage to the car. The movement was fast and left your head spinning as awareness of the pain you were in suddenly flooded into your consciousness as your feet touched the ground, "Ow fuck."

"I know but we gotta get away from the car." He dragged you across the street and the sound of another bike distracted you as Manny called for help.

Manny could tell by the look on Coco's face that he didn't manage to catch up, "I got the plate but the fucker was driving right for the station."

Manny was still holding you up as he finished the call, "Help's on the way. I take back everything I ever said about that car, I think it saved your life."

Coco chuckled, "That thing was a fucking tank. Those fucking pickups, I swear they flatten everything they run into."

"I don't think I'm that hurt. But a fire just caught." Sure enough, when they looked over, flames had started to flicker from the puddle of gasoline.

Manny and Coco shared a look, "The firefighters and EMTs will be here soon, just hold tight."

You nodded, "Can I sit down, my legs hurt?"

Manny shook his head, "Nope, just in case you've rattled your brain we gotta keep you awake."

Before you could say more, the sound of sirens drowned you out and people were rushing everywhere before the rush of water put out the growing fire.

A paramedic came into view and you did your best to disconnect from Manny and stand up straight, "I'm ok, the car took all of it."

The paramedic chuckled, "I can see that, we gotta get you checked out anyway."

You looked to Manny for support but he shook his head, "Go on, I know you've got good insurance. I'll follow you."

You sighed, "Alright. My poor car, I loved that thing."

"I know, but you can replace that, we can't replace you." He sounded more relieved than worried.

The paramedic nodded, "Your friend is right, ma'am, that was a very close call."

****

Manny pulled up to the hospital just after the ambulance and waited in the waiting room while the doctors looked you over. To his great relief, it didn't take long before a woman in a white coat came out, "Your friend is fine. Her thighs are bruised, and she has a sprained knee and a bruise from the airbag. Other than that, nothing is wrong. I don't believe in miracles, but this is as close as it gets."

Manny felt the weight lift from his shoulders, "So I can take her home?"

The doctor nodded, "Yep, we've given her a few days of meds so she can get some rest but other than that the only thing she needs is time."

"Thanks doc, I'll take her home now." Manny knocked and pushed the door open when your voice floated through the wood, "You ready to go?"

You nodded, "Yes but not on your bike."

Manny chuckled, "I had the prospect bring the car."

****

Once the hospital was out of view, Manny took a moment to look over your face before speaking, "Do the cops want to talk to you?"

You shook your head, "No, I wasn't drunk or high and I didn't see the car. There's nothing I can tell them, I can give my statement whenever I want so I can get my insurance payout and that's the end of it."

"I'm sorry, if I hadn't pushed you to come out tonight, this wouldn't have happened." You could hear the guilt in Manny's voice.

"You couldn't have known, this isn't anyone's fault. I'm ok, really." You hoped you'd sounded convincing but the look on Manny's face told you something different, "I want nothing more than to have a nice hot shower, take a few pills and get some sleep. Please don't beat yourself up about this, it isn't your fault."

Manny smiled softly, "Ok I won't but you gotta let me check in on you over the next few days."

You sighed, "Sure, if it will make you feel better."

The rest of the ride was had in conversing about the TV show you missed and by the time you pulled up to your home, Manny was just as pissed as you, "How could he cheat on someone so amazing? With a woman like that too. What's wrong with him?"

You shrugged, "He's a worm with a moustache."

Manny chuckled, "Well, I'll watch the reruns with you tomorrow. I spoke to Bish while you were getting checked out and you've got the whole day with me."

You huffed, "You could have let me know that while we were still in the car, I would have gotten snacks."

Manny placed his hand on your lower back and walked you inside, "We can do that anytime, you need to get some rest."

****

The weight of the day hit you just as you threw on your sleep shirt and hobbled to bed. Manny placed the pillow under your knee and brushed a strand of hair from your face, "You good Querida?"

You nodded softly, "Yeah, very sore but other than that, I think I'll be fine, the shower did wonders."

Manny took a deep breath, unsure how to break the news he got while you were bathing, "The guy that hit you's been done five times for drunk driving. The club's on it now."

"Figures, that explains why he ran." You rubbed your face, "the fact that you said the club's on it makes me think the cops aren't interested."

Manny shook his head, "No, they're not. He used to be one of theirs. Do you need anything else? Name it and it's yours."

"Please stay, I don't want to be alone tonight." You regretted it the second you said it, you had agreed after that night to keep things simple.

Manny smiled softly, "Sure, you want me to take the couch or.."

"Here's fine, if you want to, that is, it's not weird to share a bed with a friend." The way that Manny was looking at you made you think you might be more than that.

"I'm pretty sure I still have a pair of sweatpants around from that time I helped you paint your kitchen, can I have a quick shower and change before I climb into your nice clean bed?" Manny was always so thoughtful.

You nodded, "You do, they're in the bottom drawer and thank you."

Manny smiled, "What are friends for."

Manny was quick, leaving the door open to talk to you while he washed up. His chest was bare when he emerged and you flicked your eyes right to his to avoid gawking, "I can throw on my shirt if you want?"

You shook your head, "No, that would defeat the purpose of showering. I've seen you shirtless plenty of times Manny."

Manny dropped the subject and climbed into bed next to you, "Are you comfortable?"

You thought for a minute before turning on your side and facing him, while Manny repositioned the pillow, "I am now."

Manny smiled softly, "Good." There was a pause as you stared at his chest just inches before you and then you made a decision, one of which Manny seemed to come to simultaneously because just as you went to nestle into his arms, he was stretching them out to wrap around your body.

Nothing was said as sleep came over you, not even a good night but you swore as the last bit of awareness faded that you heard an "I love you" whispered into your ear.

****

The next day was spent smoking weed and eating while Manny's attention stayed glued to the TV so he didn't miss one second of what led up to the big scandal you had told him all about. He got a phone call just after six and hurried to the backyard to take it, coming back with a small smile on his face, "I've got good news."

"Ok, what is it?" You could tell by his tone it wasn't good news for someone.

Many sat down and popped a chip in his mouth, "We found the guy that hit you. Needless to say, he won't be hitting anything in a very long time."

You exhaled through your nose and shook your head, "I don't want anyone getting into trouble for me."

Manny smiled, "He did it to himself, we just gave him a push. Well, Coco did, but everyone else helped."

You took a moment before making your next statement, "I heard you last night and we need to talk about it."

"I meant what I said and I'm not upset heard me. I know we agreed to let go of what happened that night but I don't want to and you almost dying hasn't exactly made it easier to keep my feelings to myself." He had moved closer to you, his leg almost touching yours.

"And if I return your feelings, what then?" You knew what would happen.

His hand came to stroke your cheek, "What do you think Querida?"

Your eyes close unconsciously at his gentle touch, "I love you Manny."

He leaned in, his lips barely brushing yours in a soft request for persimmon before you closed the gap and sealed your lips to his. When you pulled away, his pupils were blown so wide that there was hardly any brown left and his tongue darted out to lick his lip, "As much as I would like to keep this going and have a repeat of that night, I am very bruised and it's not going to be any fun."

Manny scrubbed his hand over his face and huffed, "You're right, plus, I want to watch the whole series before the next episode airs and we don't have a lot of time."

You pecked his cheek, "I love you."

His nose nuzzled your skin as he returned the gesture, "I love you too y/n."

Fin

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Oikawa x injured reader

Background: you are Seijoh’s manager (you’re a second year) and you were running with the boys and you trip and twist your knee and in the process and tear your meniscus

Y/N= First name

L/N= last name

F/C=favorite color

F/F=favorite food

I/C/N= Incel name

YOUR POV

I had gone to school this morning in a rush so as not to be late. But alas luck was not on my side today

Because I ended up being over 20 minutes late to class and with the rain I hadn’t seen a light pole and ran right into it thus cracking one of my glasses lenses in a spiderweb fashion now rendering my left eye useless and my vision doubled

I sprinted through the halls to my class and was fortunately able to slip in undetected before attendance was even called only to be grossly hit on by the classroom’s resident greasy sleaze ball nice guy upon my immediate entrance.

“Well well m’lady will you finally go out with me or be a fool and go out with some jerk?”

“I-I’m sorry I/C/N I’m just… not interested in you.”

“Wow you’re so rude L/N and I’ve been sooo nice to you”

I just avoided eye contact and just went to a nice darker corner of the room to get away from him and pray for the day to end without another absolute travesty happening again 

But alas

This was not the case

“YYYYYYYYY/NNNNNNNNNNNNNN-CHAAAAAAAAAAAN!”

Of course Tooru fucking Oikawa had to come bursting in to the one class I had with the greasy incel 

“What do you need Oikawa-San?”

“Y/N-chan we are having an extra practice next class and I thought I would come to tell you!”

“IS THIS WHY YOU WON’T GO OUT WITH ME?!? BECAUSE YOU’RE WITH HIM?!?!”

“I/C/N it’s not-“

“SO I’M JUST NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU?!?!”

“SHUT UP CAN’T YOU SEE I’M TRYING TO TALK TO THE MANAGER OF OUR VOLLEYBALL TEAM?!?!”

“Anyway Y/N-chan you’re free to join us at anytime but maybe you’ll wanna come early? We’re thinking of also planning a team bonding activity”

I realized I had a choice to go and join them when the teacher looked at me and nodded her head

“Of course I’ll help!”

And of course riiiiiiiiiiight when I got up and got to where Oikawa that nasty incel started screaming out a bunch of incoherent curses  and… interesting expletives 

Thankfully Oikawa had speedily put his hand to my lower back and escorted me out 

“You deal with that everyday?”

“Yeah but it’s fine. As long as I ignore him there’s no worry”

“That doesn’t change that he’s being creepy and you shouldn’t have to deal with that”

“Just drop it Oikawa-san I can’t have you worrying about something that might cloud your mind”

TIME SKIP TO PRACTICE

“Alright boys I want all of you to go run to the track, run 2 laps and run back to build your endurance” the coach said while very specifically looking at Kyotani and as if to say ‘if you so much as get a scrape competing against each other I’ll skin you alive’

“Pardon my interruption coach but may I also run with the team? I’m trying to build my lung capacity for band again”

“Sure just make sure to keep an eye on Oikawa and Kyotani and not get lost”

And with that we were off

I put one headphone in and started jogging. At first I was at the middle of the pack but I steadily made my way to the front and when I finally made my way to the front I started running faster up the slope that would take us to the track.

By the time we finished the first lap out of my right ear I heard fast and thundering footsteps only to see Kyotani trying to sprint past me in order to assert his dominance but I sped up to double the pace of my music before starting my breathing technique for running thus officially leaving everyone in the dust.

I did not however account for Oikawa wanting to assert his dominance over Kyotani and Oikawa started SPRINTING not to catch up with me but to beat Kyotani. There was uh…one problem though.

Oikawa was EXTREMELY fast and had long legs (longer than mine like sheesh) I was worried he was gonna get hurt by trying to outrun everyone and right as he was finally catching up to me and about to pass me I started screaming “SLOW DOWN OIKAWA YOU’RE GONNA HURT YOURSELF AGAIN”

He IMMEDIATELY stopped running and only decided to run next to me and keep my pace since I already had out run the whole ass team and had lapped half the team

There was just one problem

The song changed to be faster

Like 30 BPM faster

So as the tempo changed in the music the tempo in my feet changed

“Y/N-CHAAAAAAAN SLOW DOWN I CAN’T KEEP UUUUUUUP”

“Sorry Oikawa but I gotta keep pace with my music for my training!”

He never caught all the way up to me but he stayed close behind

Which was a curse and a blessing for what I didn’t know what was coming  

Because right after we got off the track I got my foot stuck in a hole and twisted my knee as I fell

“Y/N-CHAN!!”

“I’m okay Oikawa i just fell is all” which was true but I had to down play my injury in order to get better all around and to keep helping the team

“NO YOU’RE NOT YOU CAN’T FOOL ME! YOUR KNEE IS NOT OKAY! WE NEED TO GET YOU TO THE INFIRMARY!”

“I’m okay! Really! I can walk see?”

I then stand up only for my knee to betray me and give out

“Y/N”

He then runs to my side as I’m on the ground trying to quickly re-adjust my knee so it at least looks normal to make sure Oikawa doesn’t worry which could lead to me not being able to participate

“OH MY GOD Y/N ARE YOU OK?!?!?!”

“I-I’m ok I just need a few seconds to get up and walk it off is all-“

And of fucking course fucking Kindaichi catches up with us and that piece of shit of course calls out:

“HOLY SHIT L/N-SENPAI WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR KNEE IT’S ALL BENT OUT OF SHAPE”

So now there’s all this yelling because of Kindaichi’s panic call out and this of course brings on a new wave of panicked screaming from Oikawa and a now frantic Iwaizumi charging towards me

“It’s ok I-I’ll be fine I can walk it off. I always do I’m fine”. 

“OI WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT MEAN?” Oh of course Iwaizumi jumps into this mess

of course Oikawa jumps back into this and it becomes apparent that he’s not giving up on this and I realize there might not be an out for this.

and finally after what seemed like ages Oikawa comes back to me but with Iwaizumi this time 

“Y/N I’m going to pick you up by your armpits and Oikawa is gonna help me get you back to the gym ok?”

“I’ll be fine Iwaizumi-san I can make it back fine”

“Nope we’re carrying you. Actually I’m going to relocate your knee so you’ll be in less pain”

“Nonononononononono I’ll be ok really I just need to not be a baby and walk it off.”

“Oi Shittykawa hold her still so I can do this ok”

Oikawa crouched down near me and wrapped his arms around my upper body and as Iwaizumi was putting my knee back in place, Oikawa decided that I needed a stronger distraction than just a surprise hug from behind 

And so he decides to dig his fingers into my ribs and starts plucking at them like an electric guitar and nuzzling my cheek with his nose

“Waiahaihahahahahahait nohohohohohohohho oikahahahahahahahahawa thahahat tihihickles pleahehehehehehehse”

“Sorry Y/N-chan but you need this and you know what they say, laughter is the best medicine! Isn’t that right Iwa-chan?”

“I hate to say it but he’s right for once, it helps produce endorphins which lessens pain”

“I-hihihihihihihihihihihi neheheheheheehehehever sahahahahahahahaid ihihihit huhurt”

“Y/N-chan! What kind of captain would I be if I let our precious manager be hurt! And besides you’re always there for us so it’s only fair that we’re here for you!”

He of course moves his hands from my ribs to my tummy and that made it worse and made me squirm more than I had before and on top of that my laughter went from just barely held back giggles to full blown belly laughter

That gave Iwaizumi his chance to fix my knee and while I was distracted he got my leg and readjusted it at the knee, but as he was snapping my knee back to the correct position Oikawa went down to my hips and started scribbling there with his nails and I went WILD

“OIKAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAWAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHERE NOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHRE PLEAHEHEHHEHESE”

“Awwww how cute! Your laugh is so pretty! I could just eat you up! Coochie coochie coo! Tickle tickle tickle tickle tickle~!”

“Oi Shittykawa I’m done you can stop now”

“Come now Iwa-chan are you hearing her laughing? She never laughs! And she’s so cute!”

“We have to get her back to the club room so her knee can get checked out by the nurse”

“Awww ok.” And he pouts and lets me go as my giggles finally die down and I try to get up but quickly get pulled back to the ground only to immediately be picked up again princess style by Oikawa.

Timeskip~

I had been taken back to the club room and the nurse had confirmed that on top of the dislocation of my knee I must have dislocated my meniscus and will need a brace as well as crutches for a week or 2.

“But will I be able to march?”

“I’m afraid not my dear for 2 weeks”

I was about to pipe in calling bullshit only to be cut off by Oikawa:

“It’s ok Y/N-Chan you have us to help you! Besides I’ve dealt with something similar before as you know so I can give you some tips and tricks too.” He says as he wraps his arms around me and nuzzles into my neck affectionately

I immediately get flustered by this and the nurse pipes in

“I-I’ll step out for a second so you 2 can have a moment to process”

Smooth. Real smooth

“Now that we’re alone I want to ask you something Y/N-chan. Just hear me out ok?”

“O-ok”

“I know we’ve known each other since early-ish middle school and that’s a long time, but I want to ask you something, will y-you go on a date with me Y/N-chan? I know this seems sudden but it’s been sitting for a while and I couldn’t just let it wither away in my brain. but If it already wasn't obvious to you Y/N-chan I've really liked you for some time and there’s no way I can live without you by my side. Every waking moment I’m with you it feels like a dream that I never want to wake up from”

“A-are you s-saying y-you l-like me O-Oikawa-san?”

“Yes Y/N-chan I do. More than that actually.” He says as he gently takes my hands in his and looks directly at me in my E/C eyes and smiled warmly. “It’s actually quite interesting how you didn’t notice~”

“I had no idea you felt that way. Considering you could have any girl you want and-”

“Y/N I swear to God if you say that you’re not good enough I might actually scream.”

“Oikawa-san! You can’t cuss! Hypocrite!”

Then he stuck his tongue out at me and blew a raspberry as he crossed his arms too.

“I didn’t use dirty language though! But on a separate note you better not say you’re good enough for me~”

“Ok but when you have creeps like I/C/N hitting on you and no one else then it gives that impression.”

“Ewwwww how dare he. I’m still jealous because there are boys from the baseball team who hit on you. Like just cause you can hit a ball with a stick doesn’t mean you’re good enough for Y/N-chan”

“What do you mean ‘good enough for me’? I’m not good enough looking for that high of a standard.”

“Look I love you and everything but you are painfully oblivious. A LOT of boys look at you. And you should have better standards because your looks? Stunning. Your personality is amazing too”

He walked over to me again and looked at me. 

“But you ha-” 

And he kisses me

“Oikawa-”

“Sorry Y/N-chan I couldn’t let you keep saying that stuff about yourself” 

He just shrugs after that whole bombshell drop and sits down next to me on the bed and puts me on his lap

“Hey careful of the brace!”

“I know I know. And weren’t you the one telling me to be careful about mine~”

“Sh-shut up” I said getting flustered

“You know you love me~”

1 WEEK LATER…

“Alrighty boys you’ll be running up the hill to the track, 2 laps around the track and back down again. Except you L/N because you’re injured.”

“Awwwww come on coach I think I can do it! Pleeeeeease?

Then Oikawa piped in with the rich statement of: 

“L/N you remember the doctor telling you to stay off it for 3 weeks and be on crutches for that time” 

“Well I feel fine so screw it. A week is enough for me.”

“How about this coach, since I myself have been having problems with my knee I’ll stay back with her to make sure she doesn’t try anything sneaky.”

Iwaizumi had taken this as his chance to chime in:

“Wow shittykawa is doing something mature for once and taking care of himself at the same time”

And with that they were off 

I had tried to get up as they were leaving when Oikawa had looked away for just a second 

But 

I did not succeed

“Hey where are you going you goofball?” Oikawa said as he grabbed onto my hips and pulled me into his lap this undoing my work to stand up again. 

“Y-you can’t keep me down for long Oikawa!”

“Yes I can darling~just watch” as he finished saying that he put me between his legs and put them over mine to prevent me from standing again

“Oh and just for good measure to make sure you can’t escape~” he had grabbed both my wrists with one hand and started tickling me in all my weak areas on my tummy, sides, ribs etc. 

“Oh look at that it seems my little Y/N-chan can’t move~ too bad she tried to fight me earlier forgetting I’m bigger in both weight and height.”

“SCREHEHEHEHEW YOUOHAHAHAAHAHAHAHA”

The end (part 2 maybe. Idk)

#oikawa x y/n #oikawa x reader #oikawa fluff #hurt/comfort #ticklish!reader #ler!oikawa #lee!reader #injured!reader #haikyuu x reader comfort #haikyuu tickle #shy!reader #haikyuu tickling #Holy shit I was gone for a long time

[dckweed]

Hopper x f reader smut where hopper arrest the reader (maybe for speeding or something) and the reader seduces him and fucks him to get out of it. (Hopper uses handcuffs and degrades the reader)

ahh yes, thank you for re-asking i had the whole thing written and i was trying to change the gif bc i didn't like what i had and instead of deleting the gif i deleted the whole fucking post and didn't have it backed up.

anyways sorry this took so long but im definitely on my hopper shit today lmao ;)

warnings: MINORS DO NOT OPEN! please use condoms, this is for fictional pleasure only. public sex, use of handcuffs, slight degradation, a lot of hop doing some man handling bc let's face it, that's a man that knows how to handle shit. y'all are gonna die at the end.

"..PLEASE OFFICER, IS THERE ANYTHING I CAN DO?.." jim hopper x female!reader

you knew you were speeding okay, but it was a country back road that was generally the road less traveled and okay maybe you weren't really in such a rush that you needed to be doing eighty-five miles an hour in a fifty-five zone, but fuck you'd be lying to yourself if you said that you didn't want be caught right now.

It was that time of the day where you knew that your favorite police officer, infact the sexiest police officer would be patrolling the road, watching for people breaking the speed limits. It was generally kids that sped through here, and they were typically few and far between so you weren't worried about what would happen if someone potentially saw you if your plan actually worked.

And if someone did see? Who cares, they would probably be too intimidated to spread rumors around town anyway once they saw who was involved.

It wasn't more than a couple moments later when you rounded a bend in the road, and you could see his car just up ahead in a small roadside clearing. You smirked to yourself, pushing the pedal down farther, urging your sporty little two seater car to go faster. She doesn't disappoint and by the time you blow past him the speedometer says you're pushing one hundred and fifteen.

You cant help but grin to yourself, you glance behind you in the rear view mirror, he pulling out at top speed, the rear end swaying from the force of how hard he hit rhe gas pedal how fast it's trying to move. You see his lights flip on and you start to slow down, using your turn signal to let him know you were pulling off into a deserted part of the road, slowly coming to a stop.

You put your car in park, and roll down the window, turning off the ignition. You hear his door slam and can practically feel him stomping over to you, quickly you make sure you look okay.

"Do you know how fucking fast you were goin?" He asks, hands cocked in his hips, that half annoyed, half angry edge to his voice that just turns you on. You can't help but rub your thighs together at the sound as you look up at him, admiring the way his uniform clings tightly to his large biceps.

You look up at him, a coy smile on your red painted lips. You shrug, pushing your tits together and up in the process as you lean towards him, poking your head slightly out of the window. "I'm sorry, Chief," You say, giving him a small innocent pout. "she handles so smoothly I didn't realize how hard i was riding the pedal.." It was the honest truth, it really was that smooth of a ride. You wouldn't lie if there wasn't a hint of a sultry tone to your voice as you spoke, hoping that he would catch on to your flirting.

The man sighs, running his hand over his face, though you notice a change in his demeanor as he looks at you. "Step out of the car Miss," He says, beckoning you out and you try oh so hard to contain your excitement. You open the car door and swing your legs out, your high heeled feet hitting the ground as you push yourself to a stand position, straightening out the short skirt that ridden up just enough to let him know that you didn't have any panties on. You swear you hear him groan.

"Am i in trouble, sir?" You ask, leaning forward just enough to give him that sweet, sweet peek at your cleavage, ready to pop out of the too small blouse you wore.

"I'm afraid so," He says, stepping towards you, a serious look on his face as he brings out his ticket pad. He's in front of you now, his tall shadow overbearing you, you look up at him, head cocked to the side, your bottom lip caught ever so slightly between your teeth. "you've been a bit naughty, and naught girls get tickets, don't they?" His voice is husky, thick with the emotion of the moment and god does it turn you on farther.

You pout, reaching your hand out to give his bicep a light touch, bringing it to a nice squeeze as you speak. "Please, officer, is there anything I could do to get out of it?" You ask, again, allowing your tits to almost spill out of your shirt as you show them off, clenching your thighs together to get the least bit of friction you can in that moment, because fuck if Jim Hopper didn't get you going, you didn't know what did. "Anything at all?"

He sucks in a sharp breath as your hand starts trailing downward, your eyes following it. You can just make out the outline of his hard cock through his pants, and god it takes everything in you not to drop to your knees and suck him off right then and there.

"Turn around and put your hands behind your back, miss," He says, voice low. "you're under arrest for being such a needy little whore that you're willing to fuck me to get out of a speeding ticket." He turns you around as he speaks, forcing you to bend down over the trunk of your car as you hear his handcuffs. Within moments they're around you, his stiff cock pressing against you from inside of his pants as he uses his pelvis to keep your in place, his hands going to pat you down as he tightens the cuffs. His hands linger in certain places, squeezing your hips gently before making their way up and around to your front, gripping your shirt and pulling it down to expose your tits, you hiss as your nipples hit the cool surface of your car.

"Fuck, if you be a good little whore, maybe ill give you what you want, okay?" He says and you already being putty in his large hands just nod vigorously. He chuckles, his hand going to your ass, squeezing nice and tight before giving it a rough slap, the skirt having rode up all the way in this position. You feel him press harder against you and you can't help the moan that escapes, or the way that you press right back against him, begging him to do something at this point.

"Tell me what you want, naughty girl," You hear him say as he loosens his zipper just enough to pull his cock out. You feel it hit your ass cheek and just barely ghost over your glistening pussy that's just out there for the world to see, waiting for him. "you want your chief to fuck the bad right out of you, hm? Right here on the side of the road over the back of your car like the whore you fucking are?"

You moan loudly, moving your ass around, trying to touch him with your pussy. He lands a harsh blow to the skin, leaving you stinging but still begging for more. "Fuck, Chief, yes I want you to fuck me right here, just like this.. please.." You say, knowing that that was what he was waiting for.

"Well, if you think it will help." You hear him say before pushing himself inside of you, you take him all the way to the base in one go, both of you moaning at the sensation. You were so wet it was dripping down your legs at this point, and fuck if you weren't already in the edge of cuming. You would never understand how he could do this to you, but fuck you loved it. "Fuck, pussy so fucking tight for me, my own personal whore, huh?"

You nod, a moan coming out as he starts moving, a steady, sharp pace coming out. "Fuck, fuck.." You chant out, feeling your car rocking back and forth under the two of you, you moan loudly as he shifts you ever so slightly and you feel the tip of his cock hit your cervix, he keeps you there, moving to more punishing pace as he continues to hit that spot, you can't even moan at this point everything is coming out in short, shaking breaths.

You try to move your hands, reaching for any part of him that you can touch but he pushes them back down, grabbing a handful of your ass at the same time. "Bad girls don't get to fucking touch!" He growls into your ear. "I can feel how fucking tight you are around me, such a hungry little whore you can't even hold out for me huh? Gonna cum right now on my fucking cock aren't you?"

"oh..sh-ahut-fuck.." You manage to grunt out, half of it inaudible and broken up by each thrust into your already over stimulated pussy but fuck it felt good, your orgasm washed over you within seconds and you felt your self clench around him so tight that you heard him give a loud groan, his hips stuttering as he cums without meaning to, your pussy squeezing it out of him, milking him as he thrust slowly into you. "Such a fucking whore that you milked my fucking cock..good fucking girl.." You hear him say, breathless as he gives one last slap to your ass, squeezing once more before pulling out of you.

He helps you stand with a chuckle after he zips his cock back into his pants. "That was.. spontaneous of you, love." He says, kissing your neck and shoulder before kissing your lips. "Holy shit I don't think you've made me cum like that before."

You laugh, turning around to face him as he takes off the cuffs. "Well, Chief, guess we know what we're doing tonight huh?" You tease, stuffing your boobs back into your top. You lean up to give him a kiss. "I'll see you at dinner, don't be late!" You say, he gives you one last kiss and another squeeze to the ass before watching you get back into your car and drive off, obeying the speed limits this time. You didn't think you could handle another round like that this quickly.

#stranger things #stranger things smut #stranger things s2 #chief hopper smut #hopper #jim hopper smut #hopper x reader

[zane-wanna-sleep]

This is what poped up in my mind when I wrote this but it's more like loop then time-travel

So let's think about if it swap to Spider is the one who back to the day he got kidnapped

Of course he would still loyal to the Sullys to death but if that's how the loop begin? every times he died he would be sent back to that day, where he knew in his heart no one will go after to rescue him, and he would definitely died over and over again that he forgot how many times he had been.

The limit will reach him in the end when he finally broken, just like everyone want, and when the RDA strapped him in that machine Spider, groaned, belike " c'mon we can talk this out in peace, no need this damn machine, no need to shout, no need to drag me,"

" just ask me nicely, and I will tell you what you want im so sick of all this shit anyways "

but Ardmore didn't trust him, still strapped him in that machine but this time he let out just some information easily, he just let his mind say any shit it want(it's mostly still useless to the RDA but they got clues). So they didn't sped up and Quaritch still stop it like every loop Spider had been through (only differ is this time hes not too late).

They threw him in the cell Spider didn't have energy or heart to do anything he still thought that this time he would die as well so he just lay and let the time take his life and wait for another sent back but that's never come this time cuz he didn't die!

I don't really plan about what is coming up after this(and I don't think I will, my head end here) it's can be Quaritch being nice or not or Spider gradually break each loop until he can't be fixed. But I think Spider in this AU can't really bring himself to choose either na'vi or human side, hes just done, so so done with everything.

I know this kinda nonsense cuz Spider would try to not get caught (but he want to make sure the others won't get caught instead of him as well) or actually he would warn them to not go to that place and warn Jake about the Recoms' comming

But that's can be another route I wanna think about loop-plot so let's set this at Spider was sent back to when Neytiri appear and everything endlessly repeat until he try to change his own fate by tell something to RDA.

Again; my brain stopped process this plot(or prompt idk) here and I don't know which way this gonna go so there's no continuing of this but if I suddenly have some hc maybe I will post it just not so soon.

#spider socorro #miles spider socorro #time travel #more like #loop au #avatar #avatar the way of traumatising spider #atwow #just prompt

[riddle-me-ri]

Ok for the dirty talk meme...(I loved the Penguin scenario you did for the anon so much btw!!! 🥰)

🏁⏰⚡

For Gotham!Mad Hatter??

In any order, or any combo! ☺️

a/n: I’m glad you enjoyed the penguin scenario! It’s been a minute since I wrote for Gotham Jervis, I hope you enjoy this one too lol! Prompt from this list

Content Warning: explicit sexual content (p.i.v intercourse, fingering, blow job), semi/public sex, dubious consent (at first), and pet play/name? (he calls you a rabbit…like a lot)

Word Count: 1.3 k

Gotham Mad Hatter x F!Reader - Run, Rabbit, Run

Your lungs were on fire. 

Your feet felt like they were constantly stepping on pin needles

Your legs were cramping, almost numbingly so. 

It didn’t matter though, none of it did, just as long as you were able to get away from him. 

“Run, rabbit, run. Run away. No matter where you go…I’ll find you, anyway.” 

How does he sound so close already? 

You feel like you’ve been running forever. You even start making out the clicking sound of his dress shoes against the cobblestone. 

You darted straight ahead, not quite caring where you were going just trying to gain more distance between you and him. 

Soon it felt like a pile of stones dropped into your stomach. 

Your hands sporadically tapped and dragged along the brick wall in front of you. 

There was no opening or a further path into the alley. 

You had reached a dead end. 

“No! Shit! No, no, no…” You kept walking along the wall, looking for any kind of escape. 

You debated running back the way you came, maybe if you book it and ran in another direction you could miss him. 

“Ah, there you are little rabbit.”

Before you could process the fact that he found you, his body was directly pressed against yours. 

You closed your eyes tightly as his body caged yours. 

Maybe if you kept your eyes closed long enough he would eventually disappear. 

“J-Jervis…please…” You begged pathetetically, as you slowly tried to lift yourself off the wall and push him away. Jervis had other plans as he forced the front of his body into the back of yours. 

You winced when the side of your face pressed up against the damp bricks. Your fingers dug into the mortar joints of the wall. 

Jervis tuck his head into the crook of your neck and inhaled sharply. He began leaving heated kisses along your neck, his beard scratched your skin irritably. 

Your body shuddered at the sensation as you tried to shrug your shoulder to keep his lips at bay. 

“Aw, is my pretty rabbit coy?” He chuckled.

One of his hands began slowly crawling around your torso before going down towards the front your skirt. 

You felt powerless, the only thing you could do was watch as he deftly lifted the waistband of your skirt.

Your breathing was heavy now, you tried to convince yourself it was still from all the running. 

However, as his long skinny fingers slid down under your lace panties. 

You gasped as his cold fingers met your folds, which were getting damp at the attention. 

You bit your lip as you tried to contain the whimpers and moans swelling up inside you. 

Soon Jervis dove his finger in between your folds without any warning and your whole body shuddered at the sensation. 

“Did I give you shivers? A little jolt of pleasure right through you?” He chuckled warmly some more into the skin of your shoulder. “Just wait, little rabbit.” 

As if to tease what is to come, he rutted the clear bulge in his pants against your ass. 

Jervis crashed his lips into yours when you accidentally let a moan out. 

You surprised yourself when as you began returning the kiss feverishly. Your tongue danced around his and your teeth bit his lip. 

This was rewarded however as Jervis sped up his fingers after adding a third. His thumb circling around your clit adamantly. 

You began bucking your hips down into his hand as you pressed your head against the wall, on the brink of seeing stars behind your eyes–

“Uh, uh, uh.” Jervis tutted. He pulled his soaked digits out from your cunt. “Not, just yet, pretty rabbit.” 

Now there was no denying you were panting from the searing pleasure coursing through you. Especially since you were moments from that euphoric bliss. 

After licking his fingers clean, very diligently and slowly you might add, Jervis began finally unbuckling his belt. He also quickly yanked your underwear down to just below your knees.

You inhaled deeply when you felt his hot and hard cock rub in between your lower lips. Your slick coated his length generously before he aimed his dick towards your cunt. 

When he finally thrusted up inside you, fully and sharply, you couldn’t help but let out a silent scream as you rested your forehead against the brick wall. 

“S-S-shit…” You stuttered quietly. 

If Jervis heard you, he didn’t mention it, as he grabbed your waist and began pistoning in and out of you at a steady pace. He nestled his head back into the crook of your neck and shoulder, his warm breath fanning into your face. 

You scratched your nails along the brick. Dirt and rubble got under your fingernails. The skin of your knees were being bitten by the rough texture, no doubt leaving small little welts all along your skin as Jervis relentlessly pounded you into the wall. 

You were getting close, almost as close as you were before he pulled his fingers away. You begin quickly bouncing back on his dick. 

“Don’t rush this,” Jervis gulped. “I want you to take your time…Really appreciate how it feels.” 

You would really appreciate if you could just cum already. 

The sweat from your running soon mixed with your sweat from the heat radiating off of you and Jervis. The numbness in your legs from running slowly came back to life for a moment. 

At the start of this night, you cried Jervis’ name in fear of capture, but now you cried it out of pleasure, like a mantra to please let you cum. 

Your head lulled back onto his shoulder as he quickened his pace even more, his head just barely still inside you before he sheathed it roughly and quickly back into you. 

Jervis took the opportunity to attack the new expansion of skin by kissing, licking, and biting it. Not wanting to seem ungrateful, Jervis brought his fingers back down under your skirt. 

Your walls choked his dick as he began drilling frantic circles into your clit. A string of curse words fumbled out of your mouth in a breathless moan. 

Jervis put his lips up to your ear and whispered. “I’m going to count down, and when I reach zero. You better be ready to cum, pretty rabbit.” 

Ten. Nine. Eight. 

His fingers circled harder, he seemed to push himself deeper into you with every thrust. 

Seven. Six. Five. 

Your legs began convulsing, that familar numbness began to take over. 

Four. Three. Two. 

You closed your eyes and panted for air. Your cunt grippped on Jervis’ cock like a vice.

One. Zero.

You choked out his name as the knot in your gut and your limbs tightened deliciously before finally becoming unravelled. 

Jervis pumped himself into you some more as you rode the remnants of your climax. 

“Is my little rabbit ready for her reward?” 

You nodded enthusiastically, despite having to quickly remove Jervis’ cock from inside you. 

You had no problem dropping to your knees as Jervis grasped the back of your head. You stroked his dick some, before eagerly taking him into your mouth. 

Jervis groaned as his hand behind your head tightened it’s grip. You moaned around his cock as you tasted yourself on him. You bobbed your head quickly, trying to match his pace from before. 

You almost gagged when Jervis fully thrusted his cock into your mouth. You let your jaw hang lose as you let him rut into your mouth. 

Jervis felt his balls begin to tighten, his legs began shaking, his fingers dug into your scalp as it was all that was keeping him standing.

Soon thick, hot, white cum shot down the back of your throat as Jervis groaned and his body shuddered. 

Breathlessly, he bent down to pick up his underwear and trousers still wrapped around his ankles. 

When he stood back up and buckled his pants, he looked down at you incredulously. “Did you swallow it all, little rabbit?” 

You stopped straightening your own clothing to obediently open your mouth wide. Jervis pinched his thumb and forefinger between your chin as he inspected the inside of your mouth.

“Good little rabbit.” He praised before he leaned in kissed you. 

Jervis always rewarded you well for being a good rabbit. 

Especially when you gave a good chase.

#ri writes #gotham mad hatter x reader #gotham jervis tetch x reader

[s0fti3w1tch]

Would you ever upload a speed draw of how you do art? Your thick lines and coloring and shading are just so good. Do you utilize alpha lock to do your shading?

If not that's OK, then please just accept this ask as a compliment on your wonderful artstyle!

Thank you so much! It makes me so happy knowing that people like my lineart and shading and color choice and all that 🥺 I always worry about overdoing things or not doing enough

1. I will definitely consider uploading a full speed draw. Not anytime soon, but I will. Big concern is my storage space for my device.

Generally my steps are:

thumbnail -> prepare reference images -> sketch -> plan base colors -> line art -> shading -> highlights -> EVERYTHING ELSE I GUESS??

*Optional, *Can switch

2. I do utilize alpha lock and clipping masks all the time! Saves my ass all the time lmao vgekwiilkrj

Here's a speed draw of my coloring process for a drawing. This one isn't the greatest example, but I hope it's something!

Song / 'Cherry Bomb' (sped up) - The Runaways

FLASH WARNING

Anyways, have an amazing day!

#buwan's art #my art #tentative devotee ask #buwan answer #speeddrawing

[dragonfirerogue-writes]

Kindred Spirits

Jade West x Reader

You put the final touches to your locker door as students started piling into the halls of Hollywood Arts. Dark surroundings leading to a portal with lush colors spilling out. Certainly a good statement to make, you supposed. You gave the painted door a few flaps of your fan before cautiously opening your locker to get what you needed for your classes. As soon as you shut your locker, you hear a voice behind you.

"Whoa! That's really cool. I like your door."

Turning around, you face a pretty, thin Latina smiling wide as she surveys your locker. The corner of your lips turn up a bit in response.

"Thanks. Just finished it, actually."

"Oh! No wonder I haven't seen it yet." She held out her hand. "I'm Tori. Nice to meet ya."

Her wide smile was infectious as you take her hand and shake. "Name's Y/n. Just transferred from the East Coast." After the moment, you pull out your schedule.

"Hey, can you actually help me find my classes? I haven't had a chance to snoop around." You let out a soft chuckle. Tori looks over to scan the paper in your hand.

"Looks like we share a few classes together. Including Sikowitz. Awesome! Let's go. I can lead you around." You let out a sigh of relief, glad to not have to wander the halls aimlessly.

"'Preciate it."

Before you knew it, lunch arrived and Tori invited you to join her and her friends. However, as soon as the two of you walked up to the table, a voice spoke up.

"Who's your new pet, Vega?"

Your eyebrows furrowed at the question. You just stare confusingly at the pale goth across from you. Tori hurriedly replies "D-don't mind Jade. She's a little... Rough around the edges."

"Unlike my scissors. No rough edges on this baby."

Tori just ignores her and pulls attention from the rest of the group. "This is Y/n. They just transferred, so I'm showing them around."

"Oh miss Sweet Sally Peaches is doing her duty as a goody two-shoes do-gooder!"

"I don't talk like that!" Tori huffed. Jade only smirked, having pushed Tori's buttons. "Anyway! That's Cat, Robbie and Rex, Andre and Beck." Each nodded or waved in greeting as they were introduced. You thought it was fairly odd that the puppet got an introduction as well, but you just figured it was a thing. With a smile, you joined the table, staying quiet as the group made their plans.

"Oh, Tori" exclaimed the redhead known as Cat. "Did you tell Y/n about movie night?" Tori could only get a couple words in before Cat railroaded her.

"We're having a movie night this weekend where we all bring a movie then pick which one to watch at random!" You were amazed that the explanation was all in one breath. You took a moment to process her words.

"I'm pretty sure most of my movies are still packed up," you say, scratching the back of your head in slight embarrassment. "But if you guys are willing, I'd still like to join." Everyone (except Jade) agreed excitedly. Then Andre made a suggestion.

"Hey, how 'bout you choose the movie? We'll bring 'em, you pick 'em! And no pressure. We generally all enjoy whatever movie. Except for Jade." Said girl gave a sarcastic smile in response. You were just happy to be able to get involved with new friends.

"Sure. Sounds like fun."

With a round of yays, the bell rang and everyone made their way to their respective classes. Your first day and you already had friends and plans. You were definitely looking forward to the weekend.

-----+++++-----

It seemed as though the week sped by in no time. Getting used to a new school and settling into your new home kept you incredibly busy. Now, you were ready to hang out with your new friends. In fact, you were on your way to the Vega residence. The passenger seat was filled with snacks and drinks. Since you weren't bringing a movie to choose, you could at least provide treats.

You pulled into the Vega driveway and parked behind several cars. It seems as though some of the others had arrived. You grabbed all of the foodstuffs in your car and made your way to the front door. Determined to only make one trip, your arms were full so you kicked the door in an effort to knock. It took a moment for the door to open, but as soon as it did, you were suddenly relieved of your baggage.

"Oh. Hi guys... Uh thanks."

"Snap! You got, like, everything!" Andre excitedly went through the bags, passing them over to the other boys to rifle through.

"Yeah... I didn't know what everyone liked so I just snagged whatever I could." You watched in awe as the bags were torn apart. Tori walked up next to you, smiling at the boys' antics.

"Toooooori!!!"

You turn only to see a red blur crash into Tori. You side step to avoid the flailing limbs as Tori actually manages to keep both her and Cat up. The Latina wheezes out a small hi before sending the shorter girl towards the snack table. You can tell that it was going to be an exhausting night.

The front door closes, drawing your attention to the last member of the group, Jade.

"Alright. Let's get this over with. The quicker I deal with you lot watching a crappy movie, the better." She grumbles, taking a seat on the nearest sofa.

"Why? Did you bring a crappy movie?" You couldn't help it. Jade had left it open to the comment. But it really surprised you how easy it left your mouth, considering how new you were to the group. Jade raised an eyebrow and everyone froze in anticipation.

The dark-haired beauty slowly stood up and stalked towards you until she was right in your face. With her boots on, she had the height advantage of an inch or so. You stood your ground, but you could feel your heart beat faster. It wasn't clear whether it was out of fear or something else. This was something you decided to deal with another day. You had a scary goth staring at you.

"You get a pass this time. Only until you pick a movie. If you pick a crappy movie, I will destroy you." She leaned closer, forcing you back a bit so you wouldn't be touching noses. "Understood?"

You could only nod, giving her a half smile. Jade narrows her eyes at you and turns away. You missed the near imperceptible impressed smirk.

Eventually, everyone gathers around the coffee table and lays out the movies that were brought. One by one, you take a look, either reading the synopsis of movies you haven't watched, or your opinion on ones you have. One movie remained and as soon as you see what it was, you immediately light up.

"Oh whaaat!? I didn't know 'The Scissoring' had a director's cut!"

Everyone gawked at you as you read the back of the movie box. Soon, everyone's eyes moved to Jade. She was surprised, but had a growing smirk on her face. "Looks like we have a winner." Everyone just lets out a loud groan.

-----+++++-----

The group was split into two groups. Andre, Cat, Beck, Robbie and Tori were on the sofa, huddled under blankets, pillows and snacks. You and Jade, on the other hand, were on the loveseat, engrossed in the horror movie playing on the screen. Jade intermittently whispers commentary and trivia to you as the movies played, keeping quiet during footage you haven't seen. At some point, she nudged your foot to get your attention. Not wanting to look away from the movie, you just lean back towards the girl with a "hm?"

"Wanna scare the weenies?"

For the first time since the movie started, you glance over at Jade. In the dark room, her face was only illuminated by the tv, but her eyes glisten with mischief. You're taken aback slightly at how close she was and you're glad the darkness was hiding your blush. Once you gather your bearings, you glanced at the rest of the gang. Tori, Cat and Robbie were hiding behind various pillows while Andre and Beck were trying to act tough. A grin spreads on your face as you look back at Jade.

"I'll follow your lead."

With darkness as your cover, you manage to sneak your way behind the scared group. The plan was to time the prank with the movie's dialogue. You settle yourself and listen for the cue.

'Why are you doing this?' the pretty girl says. 'W-we never did anything to you.'

The dead girl slides forward unnaturally and grips the pretty girl's neck, her scissors poised to strike.

'Never?' The dead girl slowly stalks forward, spinning a pair of bloody scissors in her hand. 'You don't remember terrorizing me? Leaving me traumatized? Leaving me for dead?'

The larger of the two groups huddled closer as the scene intensifies. Jade shifts ever so slightly to get into position, getting her own scissors ready.

The dead girl slides unnaturally towards the pretty girl and grips her neck, the scissors poised to strike.

'LET ME RETURN THE FAVOR!'

As the girls on the screen let out blood curdling screams, you and Jade strike, letting out your own terrifying screams. Everyone, except for Beck who just stands up and walks out the front door, screams in terror and collapses into a heap on the floor. By the end of it, you were having trouble breathing from how hard you were laughing.

"That wasn't funny!" Tori recovered the quickest. "Seriously! I almost wazzed my pants."

"I think I did wazz my pants...." Robbie piped up from the ground. Everyone took a step back from him.

Jade sat back down with a self-satisfied smirk. "That's something I've been planning for ages. Worth it."

You recover from your laughing fit soon enough and pull Tori into an apologetic hug. "I'm sorry." Tori pouted as she refused to hug you back. "It was too good of an opportunity to pass up." You held onto the Latina until she gave in and hugged back.

Jade clears her throat, causing you two to part and look at her. She was ejecting the movie from the DVD player and putting it back in the case.

"Jade, what are you doing? We haven't finished the movie." You asked, genuinely curious.

"Well, now that I got my excellent scare, I don't wanna spend anymore time with you losers." She gestures with the movie box as she walks towards the door. "So, I'm gonna watch the rest of this movie at home." You frowned, sad that you couldn't finish the rest of the movie.

"Awww dang. Can I borrow it at some time so I can finish it?" Jade just looks at you, eyebrow cocked.

"You're not going to join me?" Everyone whips their head towards Jade. Beck even comes back into the house to gawk in surprise. Jade just looks confused. "What? I actually like this one," she said, pointing to you. "No one else likes what I like. So I'm gonna keep them around."

You grin before grabbing a few bags of snacks and a case of soda. "I'll follow you to your place, yeah?" The goth nods and pushes past Beck to leave. You follow soon after, waving to the rest of the gang. "See you guys at school!"

As the door closes, the group all exchange looks, unsure of what just went on.

"Uh..." Beck starts. "Jade made a friend?"

Andre grimaces. "Are we gonna have two Jades now?"

Tori pipes in. "No. Y/n is really nice. Maybe they'll make Jade a bit nicer?" Everyone thinks for a moment before laughing.

"Jade? Nice? Naaaaahhhh."

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#Jade West x Reader #Victorious Imagines #Tori Vega #a dragon tries to write

[spikedsoul]

maid's worst nightmare - ch 28

"i'll just start the chapter today at work just to have a little something done" i said. anyway here's the wholeass chapter

previous chapters

@sovereign-of-succ

There wasn't much news about the Mushroom Kingdom, as it turned out. There was one article about how Bowser attacked and destroyed the castle - again - and how, again, there were no fatalities. You sighed heavily as you scrolled through it, scanning for any indication of how long it might take to get the castle rebuilt. Most of the article focused on how the attack seemed more vicious than usual, given the scale of the destruction, and finally at the very end of it there was one sentence that suggested it might take a few weeks. 

That struck you as a rather quick time frame to rebuild a whole castle but maybe the toads were just that good? Who knew. It also struck you that you didn't seem to be missing - the article had claimed everyone was accounted for.

As you sat there frowning at the screen, some of the articles off to the side refreshed. You'd done a good job at ignoring them until your eyes were inevitably drawn by the movement. To your surprise, there seemed to be a follow up article posted just yesterday.

MISSING: PRINCESS PEACH'S NEW HIRE

Your heart leapt in your chest; that had to be you. As far as you knew, you were the most recently hired maid, and the only one missing. Peach had realized you were gone! Surely she was itching to try and find you! Too bad you didn't have a way to contact her to let her know where you were.

As quickly as you could, you opened the article to practically speed read it. Your breath caught in your lungs at a certain part.

In an unprecedented turn of events, one of Princess Peach's handmaidens has come up missing after the attack on the castle. The handmaid, who Princess Peach asked us to keep anonymous for privacy reasons, was hired only a few months ago when she moved to the Mushroom Kingdom. Without a body, rumors are flying, but the most prevalent one is that for the first time in his life, King Bowser has kidnapped someone other than the princess to hold hostage. Others speculate she just up and left, but the princess is adamant that this woman wouldn't do such a thing. Currently, Princess Peach is trying to get in contact with King Bowser to confirm if he knows anything or not. She expects to hear from Prince Peasley of the Beanbean Kingdom tomorrow when they return from a trip to King Bowser's castle.

Holy shit, this was definitely about you. She knew, and she was trying to get you back, but it seemed like she didn't have a direct way to contact Bowser or else surely the process would have been sped up. Maybe you'd be back with her before the week was out… or at least there might be plans to be back with her then.

The sting of imminent tears pricked at the corners of your eyes and you quickly found yourself fanning your face with a hand in hopes too keep the tears from falling; if you cried, you'd end up ruining the makeup Wendy did for you. It was hard, though; after Bowser suggesting she wouldn't care, or couldn't justify bringing up home, it was a massive relief to know that she had noticed your absence and was going to do her best to find you.

You hoped she didn't think you were secretly dead somewhere. That would suck pretty badly.

At the very least, the article mentioned your body was missing so it seemed like she was holding out hope that you were, indeed, just stolen.

You couldn't wait to go home.

After a few minutes of fanning yourself to keep your tears in your eyes, you successfully didn't cry. Now Wendy wouldn't throw a fit if she happened to see you again before the day was out - and honestly, you were counting that as a big win. But now that you had the news, you knew you still had a bit of time, so what better way to spend it than doing a little research into the princess you served? Just to see what others thought about her.

The first link you ended up clicking on was just a glowing review of her: aptly named with a bubbly personality that would rival the sun itself, a woman who'd never abandon those in her care and despite being stolen time and again, always went back home and immediately dealt with issues that had arisen in the time she was gone. She was a fierce competitor when it came to games, a reputable kicker of ass, but she was never unsportsmanlike. It even seemed like in times of need, she would help other kingdoms that reached out to her - whether or not they were allies.

Although it was reassuring to read such a wonderful thing about her, you were careful not to let yourself get swept away in the excitement. You recognized the author as a toad that often wrote articles in the newspaper and figured he might be just a little biased.

The next article you looked into seemed less positive. You didn't recognize the author, but according to them, the personality that Peach presented was just a cover for how she was behind closed doors. The article alleged that she would abandon people when they traveled, and coerced her subjects into pretending they loved her. The author seemed to think that Peach was the sort to throw people under the bus if it meant she stayed out of trouble. Needless to say, you weren't totally convinced.

The third article you delved into seemed to be a solid in between of the other two: this one made some valid points that Peach genuinely tried to do her best for her people, but as a monarch she was sometimes put in tough spots and had to make decisions that others didn't agree with. You were much more willing to believe that, if you were honest, and after finding out that she had realized your absence, you didn't think you'd blame her if she couldn't negotiate a fair trade for you.

You were just a handmaiden, after all. Perhaps appreciated by her, but definitely not someone important.

You sighed and rolled your shoulders as you sat up a little; during your readings, you'd started to hunch over, which was a bad habit you weren't totally sure how to fix. But whatever! The important thing was that overall, it seemed like opinions of Princess Peach were positive and that you had actually made a good choice when you applied for your position. That genuinely helped ease most of your lingering anxieties and you knew that even if it took another week for negotiations to finish, you'd be able to wait more patiently.

Just as you stood up to wrap up your little research session, you heard the door open behind you.

"See? I told you she was here," came Morton’s voice. "Okay, have fun!" And the door slammed before you had a chance to turn around to see him.

When you did turn, your blood froze in your veins as you were greeted to the sight of Rodney stalking his way toward you, a forced smile on his face while his hands balled into fists. He had an infinitely more threatening aura than you'd expected, his eyes boring holes right through you as you stood frozen at the desk. You knew he'd be unhappy with you when you ran but you had no idea it would feel borderline murderous.

Fuck, this was serious. Morton didn't know Rodney was supposed to stay away from you and as far as you knew, no one else knew you were here or with him.

Rodney could legitimately kill you. He looked like he was about to. You knew instinctively that you wouldn't be getting out of this without some injuries.

"Been looking for you, cutie," he growled. "Why don't we have a chat, just the two of us, huh?"

#bowser #bowser x reader #bowser x y/n #super mario bros #i really am not sure how to keep tagging these if bowser isn't in every chapter #sorry if that makes this improperly tagged

[pandemoniclucio]

Since we are doing anime can we please have a bleach one where the M6 are forced to watch Mc turn into a hollow by the devil and Mc hollow form is almost like ichigo’s hollow form and lets just say Mc went out of control and caused chaos in the Devil’s realm (kicking the devil’s ass but anyway) and the only M6 got Mc to stop was knocking them out and lets just say Mc doesn’t fully look like a hollow but doesn’t fully look human either and there stuck like that , and the mask comes off there eyes look like hollow eyes.Lets have alot of angst but somehow a good ending please.

Hi, sorry this came really late. I just came back from a visit to my grandparents. Their WiFi was terrible & since they live close to the beach we spent most of our time there or by a restaraunt or by spending some time with the family. Also, I've never watched Bleach before so I tried watching a bit to get the gist.

The Arcana HC's #15

I watched the scene where Ichigo turned into a Hollow, he was essentially dead and the Hollow was a survival mechanism, according to the Wiki, to protect Orihime.

Setting: M6 watch the Devil kill MC, are devestated until MC comes back as a Hollow & beats the shit out of the Devil. Then it goes from there.

Asra

They rush to your side the moment you stop moving. They are heartbroken & overwhelmed by shock that they try casting any sort if spell that is close to revival.

They were happy to see that maybe one of their spells was working & you were still alive, but they noticed a dark energy surrounding you.

The dark energy surrounding you was groeing so they turned their attention to the Devil & before they could accuse him of cursing you, you stepped it. to both their shock. Wehn you turned to make sure Asra was alright, they saw the mask & knew you were now a Hollow.

Even though they wanted the Devil to get some payback, they didn't expect it to go this violently. They were almost certain that your brawl would tear down the entire realm.

Before you could cause any more damage, they cast a sleeping spell on you then binded the now beaten up Devil & magically dragged you back to the Oasis.

They were relieved that you woke up & seemed to be back to normal - temperment wise. But they eventually broke the news about what happened to you.

The news was shocking too say the least, you didn't know how to react. They just watched as you slumped back into bed, while they go off to make some tea. When they came back they comforted you while carassing your face & telling you that it would be okay.

Your mask fell off after you hugged Asra, they took it as a sign of good news, but they saw that your scalera was still pitch black & your scalera, a haunting shade of yellow. They tell you but say that you look good either way.

They try to help you with the transition amd will try to find a cure or a reversal spell to turn you back to normal, if thats what you want.

Since you both were both planning on traveling anyways, the Hollow transition sped up the process since you both agreed that any Soul Reapers will have a harder time finding you.

Nadia

She was shocked. She ran towards your fallen form to make sure, she wasn't right. Unfortunately for her, her worst fears seemed to come true.

She was ready to face the Devil. She berated, humiliated and insulted him while doing her best to fend him off with her sword, but before he could land a serious blow you pushed her out of the way.

She was shocked that you were alive & that you didn't seem injured by the Devil's latest attack, she grew even more confused when even the Devil gave a confused look your way and revealed that you went through a drastic change.

She was horrified when you acted out more violently then the Devil, she got a good glimpse of what happened to you when you nearly tore the place to shreds & saw that you were no longer a human.

To get your attention from the beaten Devil, she threw a piece of rubble past you. Then, once she got your attention, calmly but slowly approached you. Once she got close enough she took your hands in hers to reassure & get you back to your senses.

Before you both left the realm, the Devil got one last laugh before revealing that you have become a Hallow.

Nadia defended you by continuing to insult the Devil before taking your hand and leading you out of the realm, allowing you to process in the silence.

As soon as Nadia & you reached the portal to Vesuvia, your mask fell off, giving both of you some relieve. However, Nadia does tell you that your eyes haven't changed back yet, because she doesn't want to let you believe a lie.

She immediately gets you comfortable before, having a private meeting with Asra & Julian to see if there is a cure or anything to help you.

Thankfully since nothing else except your appearance changed, she allong with Nazali & sisters to help keep any Souls Reapers away from you & offering your services to get rid of other Hollows. So you don't have to worry about leaving.

Julia

The moment you fall to the ground, he dashed over. When he noticed your heart wasn't beating he paniced and began to perform every form of medical ressusitation.

He was devastated, angry and shocked. If it weren't for the fact that he still had Portia, Mazelinka & friends to try to save, he wouldv'e committed a Romeo & Juliet.

The moment the Devil got up close & personal with him, via grabbing his face, Julian is shocked by the punch that hits the Devils face which causes him to let go of Julian.

He was mortified to see that you have now become a Hallow, but nonetheless happy to see you alive and literarily kicking the Devil's ass.

He noticed that things were getting a bit out of hand, you were busy using the Devil as a weapon to severely injure his servants & break down some of the infastructure.

He called out your name to make sure that you would hear him. It caught your attention as you dropped the Devil & rushed over to him, thinking he might've been in danger.

He decides that it's best for him to show & tell you that you were no longer completely human by first getting you to notice the mask that was almost permanately stuck to your face and gentky tell you that you had become a variant of Hollow.

You were shocked, confused and scarred. You didn't know what to do, so you just stand still only moving to give Julian a tight hug, then allowing him to confess that he's just happy you're alive.

Once you two get to the Docks, your mask falls off. You werea bit dissapointed that your eyes weren't back to their original colour, but Julian reassured you that you looked good even if you gave off a spooky impression.

He will try his best to study Hallows along with Asra, hoping to find a cure in the meantime. When he's not busy trying to get you comfy he occasionally makes a horny joke about your new abilities.

As much as he loves Vesuvia, he loves you and his family more. So he agreed along with Portia & Mazelinka that you would probably be safer.

Muriel

He saw the Devil/Lucio kill you, by ripping out your heart, then watched as he threw your lifeless body at him. He was devestated, not only has the love of his life been killed, but he knew he couldn't do anything to fix it.

He was about to succumb & admit defeat, but decided to continue what you both had started. He was ready to face the Devil head on, until you stepped in to punch him in the face.

He was shocked to see that you were alive, he thought it was a blessing from the other Arcana. That was before he got a good look at the mask & spine-chilling eyes. You transformed into a Hollow.

Even though it was a good thing that the Devil was losing, he grew ever more concerned by the fact that you were pushing the violence too far.

He managed to get to you before the Devil wound up dead, then caught your arm before you could land the final blow. Once you realised that it was him & not any lackeys, you calmed down.

He didn't know how to tell you, but he knew he had to try. However before he could get to the point, Asra, Nadia & Morga found you both, their shocked looks managed to tell you enough before you dashed off into the woods.

Muriel eventually caught up with you nearby a river. Sitting by the edge & staring at your reflection. He sat beside you in silence before apologising that he couldn't help you soon enough. You hug him and he reciprocates, and cries into your shoulder.

Only when a tear starts to form, does your mask fall off to reveal your face, your both a bit shocked, but since you looked back at the water to gaze upon yourself, you found out that your eye's haven' reverted back to their original colours.

He tries his best to keep you happy or cheer you up & tells you everyday that your appearance isn't what he and the others like about you, but your personality.

Since you both are relatively far enough from the city & only really travel to Khamagalai's Village, he doesn't worry much about any unwanted guests getting to you.

Portia

She was horrified when she saw you go limp. She tried everything she knew to try to wake you up, but to no avail. She fell to her knees in dispair.

When she laid her eyes on her aunt, she was consumed by rage, took out her weapon & charged forward. Until she is stopped by you getting there first.

She was happy that you were alive, extatic really. She was almost happy to see some fear in Tasha's eyes but quicklly joined her when she revealed that you have now become a Hallow.

Her concern grew when she saw how badly you were beating Tasha up, the went on a continnued rampage.

She stood in front of you, to stop you from landing the killing blow to her Aunt. She calmly pointed out that Tasha was injured & that you've practically destroyed the Devil's realm.

Once you've calmed down, she slowly approaches you then pulls you into an awkward hug, until you reciprocate it.

You already know due to Tasha, that you have become a form of Hallow, so Portia reassures you as you expose all your fears & worries. She soothes you with the promise that she'll always be there for you & believes that you won't hurt anyone else.

As soon as you left the palace, your mask fell off. You were both happy to think that the form might be temporary. She does tell you that your eyes are still black & yellow, but she looks on the positive side and tells you it might go away in a week or so.

She tries to help you in any way she can, she also keeps an eye out on you in case you start to lose your humanity.

She's agrees that the open water of the sea was probably better than staying in Vesuvia. Even though you haven't changed personality wise, she does know that some people won't be able to see past that.

Lucio

He did rush over to you, hoping that you were alive. He tried to give you CPR & chest compressions, but ended up sobbing when he realised that you were dead.

When he was about to get attacked by the Devil, his feelings of dispair temporarily disappeared, when you managed to block the attck.

Those feelings returned when he got a good glimpse of the mask now covering your face along with your now black scalera & burning yellow irises.

He lost concern for the fact that you have now become a Hollow in favour of silently cheering you on as you beat up the Devil. He gained concern again when the destruction got out of control.

When you seemed to be finished with the Devil he cautiously approached you, he had his hand near his sword in case he had to use it. But thankfully he managed to calm you down.

Once you've calmed down, you notice the worry & fear in his eyes, in which you catch a glimpse of your reflection in. You take your time to check out your appearance.

When the realisation sets in that you have sort of become a Hollow, he watches as you fall to your knees, eventually he kneels down to his in front of you before embracing you as a form of comfort.

Your mask fell off when you both reached a river, you both were relieved to see that you were beceoming less Hollow-like, but you than noticed that your scalera were still black & irises were still an eery yellow.

He tried to talk to you about your transition, telling you a bit of his more ghoatsly life & how he faired before you found him. He then promises you that he'll try to find a way to get you back to normal if that's what you want.

He fully supports any plans you might have, he's a bit surprised that you agreed to become a mercenary with him. But it made sense considering the Reapers might be after you now.

Sorry this took so long, I also had a bit of writers block and I really don't write angst that well.

#the arcana #the arcana game #the arcana game headcanons #the arcana headcanons #asra alnazar #asra the magician #asra x apprentice #the arcana asra #asrathearcana #julian x mc #mc x julian #julian #julian devorak #the arcana julian #dr devorak #doctor julian devorak #the arcana game lucio #count lucio #ilya devorak #lucio the arcana #lucio #the arcana lucio #lucio morgasson #montag morgasson #muriel of the kokhuri #muriel x mc #the arcana muriel #muriel #nadia satrivana #the arcana nadia

[douglasanondr]

HC/AU: Satan’s Biggest Failure and Schezo’s Corruption

A Headcanon I’ve had for a while, is that for the most part Satan had a hand in or was the one that sealed the Runelord away. In my head this made sense, Satan for all intents and purposes is a God, and if Shin Madou is in anyway canon the Runelord was a threat to multiple universes (Gaia and Madou), so of course Satan had to put a stop to him or something. That’s what it all was for a while until I realized something.

That plan couldn’t’ve failed anymore than it did.

Not only is he no longer imprisoned, he had mentally broken and manipulated a child (Adult at this point), killed multiple mages, stolen undocumented amounts of magic, and managed to get himself into a comfortable place with not only his Jailor, but the descendants of the Betrayer and Goddess of Spacetime(another Headcanon), honestly the only thing that changed for him was a new body that did things on it’s own sometimes.

Which brings me to the topic at hand. Imagine, what would happen if the Runelord had re-emerged from Schezo’s mind (I assumed after finally breaking down, because for someone who was possessed by an ancient all powerful evil mage he’s taking it rather well) and started going on a rampage, how much of that would sting for Satan, A God who had a hand in sealing him away.

(Terrible!Artist rendition of them meeting up)

This soon spiralled in my mind into a more tragic route. Imagine, if you will being Satan, you are now face to face with someone you had to seal away for the betterment of the universe, in the body of someone who you assumed was just power hungry in the literal sense, later realizing the man had almost no control of his actions. Someone who had to be mentally broken down more and more until the Runelord had enough leverage to take full control. And what were you doing between these events. 

Making fun of him. 

Not just making fun of him, actively encouraging others to do the same, to the point where his own nickname is more well known than his actual name. Sure, for the average man that could just be insulting, but for someone who was being mentally broken down day by day, how much of that would’ve sped up the process. How long has he been helping the man he meant to keep sealed away.

In the end, this could only lead to a loss either way, even when Satan ends up killing the Runelord for good (I mean he’s god and in this headcanon already failed once, he’s definitely killing him for good now) all that’s left is what remains of Schezo. either it could and up like my last HC post where I stated that when Schezo dies his soul ends up in the void and is unresurrectible. Or, more probable he finally gained full control of his body again, and all that’s left is a mentally 14 year old man, riddled with guilt of crimes he very much done, and was mentally tortured for years. Either way, he’s killing what is essentially an innocent man too.

And remember this is Satan, the Dark Prince, someone so hung up on the death of his wife he follows around her own reincarnation and rabbit creature she gave him, because he misses her. If he’s that hung up for something he had no control over, imagine how he’d feel for something he did have control over, something he was actively involved in, something he was suppose to prevent and failed at, ruining the lives of countless people, especially someone who would’ve never done the things he did to begin with if not for his failure.

IT WOULD EAT HIM ALIVE.

good thing this is just a headcanon

#puyo puyo #satan puyo puyo #dark prince puyo puyo #Schezo Wegey #schezo puyo puyo #runelord madou monogatari #call me Kenji Oda cuz wtf did I just write #I gotta stop watching kirby lore videos while playing puyo puyo

[eonash]

“Tough Villain”

Eobard Thawne x Female!Reader

Summary: Eobard is on a deathly rant about people who have gotten in the way of his plan, Y/N calls him cute while in the process of this and the “tough villain” becomes all red and flustered. (AKA the story where Eobard is a soft boi)

Warnings: None, just fluff

Word Count: 601

A/N: this is just a kinda short story that i wrote that has been sitting in my drafts. props to @yetanotherwells for like naming half my stories *cough*

Masterlist

@yetanotherwells @fandomdancer

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Eobard Thawne sped into the room as Y/N was sitting on the couch watching TV. Eobard stomped about, waiting for a response from her. When he didn’t get any he started anyway.

“I am tired of The Flash always getting in my way!” He said, angrily. Y/N, still did not turn her head to Eobard. He huffed at the lack of attention. “I always get so close to winning, so close! But then he one-ups me!” Eobard made a fist with his hand and held it close to his body.

Once again, Y/N refused to listen to Eobard. Impatient, the man sped over to Y/N, the remote was then in his hand instead of hers. He turned off the TV with just his finger pressing down on the button.

“Y/N? Are you listening?”

“Oh yeah, I was.” She said admittedly. She tried to grab the remote back from Eobard, but he kept it away from them.

He scoffed, setting down the remote on the coffee table behind him. “Then what was I on about?”

“Oh I don’t know. Big Belly Burger messing up your order again?”

“What? No! I don’t fuss over that.” Eobard crossed his arms.

Y/N gave him a knowing look.

“Okay, okay! Maybe a little bit..”

She rolled her eyes and mumbled, “A little bit is an understatement.” She looked at him, standing over her. “Remember the time when Big Belly messed up your burger and you threatened to hunt down the people who ruined it?”

“I did not do that. I simply went back inside and asked for a new burger.” She said proudly.

“Uh-huh.. You totally did not rant to me in the car about burning down the building.”

“That’s in the past, Y/N!”

“You were still so cute during that.”

Eobard looked puzzled at her, but then shook his head, forgetting the topic.

“What I was trying to tell you was my conflict with The Flash!” Eobard said aloud.

Y/N shrugged. “What about him?” She knew deep down inside that Eobard would become more frustrated and impatient with Y/N’s response.

“He’s not even the perfect hero. I made him into who he is today!”

Y/N looked down at her fingernails, trying to seem as unamused as possible to mess with Eobard. “Yet, look at him now, huh?

He shook his head, agitated. “You know what, I'd kill him! All this talk of The Flash and he isn’t even worth anything!” He turned around facing the other way. “I’m so much better than him in every way.”

“Awww, Eo!” She stood up from the couch, stepping forward towards him. He turned around to her. Eobard was taken aback by this action. He took a step backwards. “You are so cute when you go on your death rants.” She finished.

“What did you just say..?” Eobard said, more confused than anything.

Y/N smiled, stepping forwards again and placing her hands on Eobard’s cheeks. “You are just so adorable. Threaten the Flash again!”

Eobard suddenly got red at Y/N’s actions. He was still confused, but enjoying the much attention that she was providing him.

“Oh wow, aren’t you red.”

Eobard shook his head, stepping away from Y/N. “I am not.” He protested.

She giggled. “You are too! Like a tomato.”

Eobard shook his head once more. Speeding off instead of listening to her.

Y/N grabbed the remote off the coffee table and landed back in her seat on the couch, amused with herself. She flicked on the TV again.

She knew he’d be back.

#the flash #tom cavanagh #matt letscher #eobard thawne #eowells #mattobard #eobard thawne x reader #eowells x reader #mattobard x reader

[autisticeducator]

I have an idea New York State should really consider:

So New York has the NY.gov ID system that most state agencies that need to verify your state ID and/or state tax income tap into in order to unify everything (New York has an obsession about centralized control, which sometimes is actually beneficial).

This means if you have Medicaid/Essential Plan/Child Health Plus/Marketplace plan through NY State of Health and you have already filed your tax return, they are linked in the NY.gov ID system so NY State of Health just grabs your NYS tax return and renews your health insurance for you. It is immensely helpful. If you need to register for medical cannabis, that is also under the same system (also the DMV) so you provide your state issued ID number and they can verify your information with the same ID you used to establish your NY.gov ID account.

It has sped up so many things. But I think we can take this further.

The myBenefits applications and any other income based applications should also be under the NY.gov ID system. This would be so much more efficient since the application is already online anyway and a NY.gov ID account is practically required these days for New Yorkers anyway. The application process could be so much quicker and efficient and recertification wouldn’t be required in most cases as it would automatically be done.

Let it also give the person “Hey, based on your current NYS tax return and your demographics, you or your family may qualify for these programs”

I want the NY.gov ID system to tell our low and middle income seniors that they qualify for EPIC, which will prevent them from falling into the Medicare donut hole. I want it to tell low and middle income homeowners that they qualify for clean heat programs to cut down on the cost of making their homes more energy efficient and installing a clean heat source (and that you can stack those programs together). I want it to tell New Yorkers that qualify for HEAP that they actually do.

I don’t want to remove the current ways of applying for these programs because they will still be helpful for some people. I want to add in the option of applying through NY.gov ID to streamline the entire process and people could have a one stop place to go to find out about programs they qualify for and can instantly apply with their state ID and taxes already there for them.

#new york #public assistance #ny.gov id