#they're creepy but not that hard to escape huh

[alaynnah]

Can't believe it worked

#they're creepy but not that hard to escape huh #lucky the tree didn't sprout legs #legend of zelda fanart #tears of the kingdom #totk #loz #link #my art #the legend of zelda #tears of the kingdom spoilers #totk spoilers #aly’sketches

[rd0265667]

Rei x Reader: Tingles

Permanent Taglist: @cwpiqwon@justme-idle

"For the last time, please tell me what is the definition of photoelectric effect." Rei massaged her temples "Umm, The photoelectric effect is the emission of electrons when electromagnetic radiation, such as light, hits a material. Electrons emitted in this manner are called photoelectrons." You squeezed your eyes shut, trying your hardest to remember the definition(A/N:Fuck Quantum Physics) "Good Job. How about we take a break? Jihyo's café is near by isn't it?" Rei offered, as you giggled, nodding. "Oh my god I love you so much Rei, YES!" You exclaimed, Rei trying to hide a not so subtle blush as she too nodded.

Rei wasn't what you would call someone who was open to love. She never let anyone steal her heart, come close to it, but you stole it when she saw you from a far. Rei couldn't believe it. While she had never been hurt romantically, she had always thought of love as a weird, foreign feeling. As a stout believer of science, to her, love was just a bunch of chemical reactions in the brain that makes someone think they're in love. All that changed when she saw you, that once stout belief in her idea of love shattered when she first laid her eyes on you. How someone could seem so perfect, ethereal, magical, it evaded her, irked her even. She found it hard to approach you, especially out of nowhere. She was sure you'd peg her as some creepy girl and brush her aside, but as fate would have it, the door opened for Rei, an overheard conversation between you and your lecturer about your rather uncharacteristic poor performance in Physics. Rei left you a note in your locker, offering Physics help. Needing all the help you can get, and also wanting to get close to the enigmatic girl who would appear and disappear with the bell. As the days went by, and the tutoring sessions increased in frequency and length, the two of you began what some might call a rather unlikely friendship. Both of you were introverts, and to an outsider, watching the two of you hang out might seem awkward, the two of you seating together silently, no words exchanged. Knowledge that was only privy to the both of you, however, was that the two of you found the comfort in each other's silence, Rei resting her head on your shoulder, desperately trying to quell her thumping heart as you hummed a soft tune to let her rest.

"Unnie! Can I get two Frappuccinos?" You shouted across the counter, Jihyo rolling her eyes as she worked the register "What did I do to deserve a freeloader for a sister?" She chuckled as you pouted, hands on your hips as you turned to Rei, hearing her laugh at Jihyo's comment. "Whatever Thomas." You smirked, seeing Jihyo's face morph into one of mild disgust "Jeong! One Frappuccino, and another one with a dose of Cyanide!"  "Hey Y/N!" Jeongyeon shouted from the kitchen as you chuckled, heading back to the table with Rei "So, how's things been going Rei? I heard someone from S26 is interested in asking you out." You smiled, hiding an ugly bubbling feeling in your chest "Ugh, I don't know, seems like these rumours pop up every other week now." Rei rolled her eyes, well aware of these rumors, Gauel had her ears to the walls like that. It frustrated her, but not in the way one would assume. Rei had been irked by these rumours, fearing that you would think she was actually interested in someone else, or would ask someone out, even go as far as to set her up with someone. All she wanted was the nerve to ask you out, but it seemed to escape her. Rei's train of thought was interrupted by the ringing of your phone, as you excused yourself to receive the call. Three cups in hand, Jihyo walked over, Rei clearing the table for her to set the beverages down. "So which one of these has the cyanide on it?" Rei quipped, Jihyo chuckling as she handed you a cup, pointing to the other. "So, Y/N's pretty slow huh?" Jihyo asked, sipping the cup still in her hand "Nothing to worry about Jihyo-unnie, Y/N's doing fine, progressing pretty well. Y/N's grade is going to improve, I promise." Rei reassured Jihyo "Well first of all, just Jihyo is fine. Secondly, and more importantly, I'm not talking about Y/N's grades." Jihyo chuckled "Then what do you mean?"  "I'm talking about your little crush on Y/N." Jihyo said with a smirk, Rei spitting her coffee out "What-What I don't...don't know what you're talking about" Rei muttered out, averting her gaze "Oh please Rei, Y/N might be dense, but I'm not. I'm observant like that you know? That's how I see the way you look at Y/N, the way you light up when Y/N smiles, or laughs. And I'm observant enough to know that Y/N feels the same." Jihyo continued sipping her coffee, a smirk on her face as she watched Rei go through about 32 stages of confusion.  "Ask Y/N out dummy, I promise you it'll work out fine." Jihyo smiled reassuringly, resting her hand on Rei's shoulder, a small smile on her face. "Aish, stop bothering my bestie Unnie, shoo!" You quickly rushed Jihyo away, Rei turning to compose herself, hiding her blush from you. For the next hour, you and Rei engaged in casual conversation. Well, you did, Rei mostly smiled and nodded, trying her best to hide her turbulent thoughts as you talked, as she found her thoughts lingering on you, your smile, your eyes, your lips, you. It took all of Rei's willpower to hide the blush on her face. You had noticed Rei's sudden silence, cursing yourself internally for rambling on for so long and probably seeming weird to the Japanese girl. "Rei, it's getting dark, how about I send you home?" You offered, as Rei nodded, the two of you saying goodbye to Jihyo. With a thumbs up and a reassuring nod, Jihyo gestured toward you, Rei nodding, Jihyo's smile beginning to touch her eyes.

"Wait, Rei, where are you going? Your house is that way." You asked, confused as Rei turned. "I want to ask you something, come on!" Rei said with a smile, grabbing your hand as she pulled you along with her, your body in shock at Rei holding your hand. You smiled as you saw Rei smiling like a child, rushing to two empty swings as she began to swing gently, gesturing to the other swing. Sneaking a quick picture of her, you sat next to her, watching as her face lit up, smiling with affection. "So, what did you say you wanted to talk about?" You asked, as Rei slowed her swing, closing her eyes as she not only appreciated the tranquility of the silence at the swings, but also coming to terms with the weight of what she was about to do. "Look at the stars. They're so pretty tonight." Rei said, her eyes traced onto the stars in the sky, you followed suit, smiling. Rei was right. The stars were pretty, but not as pretty as her. "Yeh." Was all you could mutter out, as you cursed yourself for your inability to speak. The universe gave you the best opportunity to confess, and you squandered it. Good going... "Some people say stars hold the key to our future. So at night, whenever I look in the night sky, I look at the stars, and think about the future, and what it holds for me. And you." Rei said, reaching over to hold your hand in hers. "And me and you." Rei smiled as she looked at you with both love and fear. "And-And that means what?" You shook your head, confused about what Rei was trying to say. "It means, I want us to have a future. Together. As more than best friends."   Rei chuckled a little as she looked at you sitting there, slack jawed, stunned as you tried your best to process what Rei just said. Rei could have sworn she saw smoke coming from your ears. After a while, however, Rei began doubting what she had just done. Had she just messed up everything? "And if the feeling isn't reciprocated, I understand, I just wanted to get this off my chest, and I understand if you don't like me back and..." Rei began rambling, before finally being stopped by your hands on her cheeks, holding her gently "You talk too much sometimes Rei." You smiled gently, Rei smiling back, before a look of uncertainty flashed across her face once again. "So...do you?" Rei asked, before feeling your lips on hers, as the two of you shared a romantic kiss. "I do." You whispered, Rei still blushing as she tried to comprehend that she had just kissed her long time crush "I do? We're not married yet you know?" Rei quipped, chuckling before recoiling in shock as you got down on one knee. "No time like the present right? Naoi Rei, Will y-" You were about to finish, before you heard a loud shout from behind you. "No No No, the two of you are much too young for this!" Jihyo shouted as she ran towards the two of you. "Aish, Unnie, I was just joking around, and, wait, were you spying on us?" You questioned, as Jihyo had a goofy grin on her face. "Well, who do you think gave Rei the push to finally confess? Well, it had to be one of you confessing, and you were too much of a loser to do it, so I had to ask Rei." Jihyo said, slinking her arm around Rei's shoulder as the two of them high fived. "Well, I guess you did good this time Thomas." You said, as Jihyo glared at you, turning to Rei. "If my dumbass sibling ever does anything, just come to me, I'll always take your side over that idiot's." She whispered, but making sure it was loud enough for you to hear. "Hey!" You shouted in jest, as Jihyo chuckled, before heading off. "So, where were we?" Rei asked, holding your hand in hers. "Well, since I am a sucker for making things official, Naoi Rei, will you be my girlfriend?" "I do."

"Yujin Unnie, can we switch spots, I'm about to throw up." Leeseo groaned as she gestured to the two lovebirds she was forced to sit next to, Yujin chuckling as she looked at both you and Rei resting your heads on each other. "Umm, love birds, you can just put your hands on the table, it's pretty obvious." Gaeul chimed in as Rei giggled, pulling your two intertwined hands from below the table, resting it on the table. "Jagi, could we head out for a while? I want to do something that Leeseo is too young to see." You whispered, but Leeseo still overheard, mock throwing up as the two of you ran off, hiding in a little cubby. Holding Rei, the two of you swayed to the tune played in the store nearby, before you pulled her in close, leaving a light kiss on her forehead. "Have I told you how much I loved you?" "Only 12 times today." "Well, make it 13."

#rd0265667 #rei #rei x reader #naoi rei x reader #ive x reader #ive rei #rei fanfic #naoi rei fanfic #ive naoi rei fanfic #fluff

[sweetlikehoneystingslikeabee]

Can I ask for either Killer Croc or Poison Ivy with a pen pal from a prison pen pal program? Maybe the penpal even says that they can give the rogue a place to stay when they get out, but then they break out and pay their good friend an unexpected visit?

"Pen Pals!" Poison Ivy, Killer Croc imagine

Well congrats babe I wanna do both of these so that's what you're getting. Very cute ♡♡♡

TW: None

Killer Croc

- At first he thought it was stupid they were even offering him a chance to do the penpal program. What the fuck is he going to say to someone? What would someone say to him?

- Especially when they find out who he is...

- He doesn't get letters back at first. Staff, meaning well, assures him that he just needs to keep trying! He doesn't want to lie about who he is just to get a response.

- But then he does get a letter back. He briefly remembers your first one. Introducing yourself and saying why you wanted to write. The second one is polite. Friendly, asking more about his interests rather than his condition.

- He tells them about things he used to do. Sometimes gets to do when he's out. Cooking, swimming, working out... He probably knows a lot about guns in a way they might find creepy. He crosses that part out. Um. Did you know that he's never actually seen a crocodile outside the zoo? Funny, huh?

- His handwriting is messy. It's difficult to write with claws, after all. Lots of white out haphazardly applied to paper to cover up pen marks. He tried using pencil at first but when he'd erase things, he'd tear the paper apart. Pen and white out it is.

- He almost scoffs when you tell him he could stay with you when he got out. Do you know how big he is? Do you know it's probably not anytime soon he's getting released again? But you're genuine and sincere. Its nice. He likes that you're so nice.

- He ends up escaping in a larger break out orchestrated by another villain. Easy enough to do, staff is in a panic and his security went down along with everything else. He took off his shackles and just... walked out.

- Unfortunately, he doesn't exactly get a mirror other than the reflection of a nearby lake. And he can't steal clothes that properly fits him just like that. And, in the back of his mind he's worried... well that was a lot of patients and criminals that escaped like he did.

- They did say he could stay with them. Maybe not in this circumstance, but he finds the address on the crumpled up envelope he kept with him.

- When he does knock on the door, he's nervous and already trying to straighten himself out.

- "Please don't scream or shut the door- There's a lot that happened and I was hoping you meant what you said about staying here..."

Poison Ivy

- originally she planned to use this as an avenue to manipulate getting plants directly to her door and/or have a willing slave to help her break out. Jokes on her, the staff actually planned for that. They check EVERYTHING to make sure that's not happening.

- now she's actually in the program and trashes about 90% of the letters because people get Weird when they find out it's her they're writing to.

- Yet as she starts writing you, she finds she actually enjoys the conversation. It starts out light, getting to know each other. Setting hard boundaries on her end.

- Even without access to a garden, her letters smell nice. Earthy, a hint of floral notes you can't quite place. Her penmanship is always cursive, sometimes hard to read but pretty to look at.

- She finds herself feeling a little sweet on her penpal, especially if they share any interest in gardening. She could tell you numerous things about... well almost anything plant related. Do you want tips? She's happy to give them to you.

- Once you mention she could have a place to stay once she's out, her heart pangs. Very seldom would any opportunity arise for a rehabilitation release- not with her condition. The idea of meeting you... once it's in her mind it claws and grasps at the very edges of her eyes.

- She does what any plant-based seductress with the power to mold weaker minds would do: manipulate her way to getting a plant that she can nuture until she has a foothold on the islands ecosystem.

- Once she's free from her cell, she "borrows" a non-orange pair of pants from the employee lockers of the facility. Vines grow and mold around her torso and over her shoulders to create the facsimile of a tank top. As she thinks of you, small blooms of flowers begin to bud along the "edges." Then it's just a quick tussle of her long curled hair and she's ready. Patches of ivy weave themselves through red locks.

- By the time she's arrived to your place, she's debating on if she wants to drape herself over the doorway for effect. Her fingers twirl around one of the flowers growing along her torso, and she plucks it with a wince. Watches it grow along her hand and wrist with new roots.

- When you do answer the door, she has a coy smile, "I realize you weren't expecting me quite yet, but I did bring a gift. I can help you find a suitable pot."

#killer croc #poison ivy #hcs #foxwriting

[slashingdisneypasta]

i was WAITING! for you to make a "Would you rather?" of the Disney villains jsjajs i leave my answers, wanna know what would you choose??

Level A=

1 UF I'm not too sure because I'm getting interested in Jafar lately, but both of them could give good advice, but I'll go with Yzma.

2 The poison Apple just because I don't really like sharp things like needles, and just fall for it thinking is just a normal apple with something on top xd

3 Definitely Hades hahaha, I'd rather spend time with him and his sarcasm than Frollo's attitudes or arguments

4 I'd go for the favour I guess, I don't know what it would be, but a debt ugghhh.

5 I was going to say with Shere Khan until I saw it said as a human, I guess I'd be a bit better off with Scar, just in case.

6 Totally Lock, Shock and Barrel, even if they are troublemakers, I could take care of them better than Brutus and Nero.

Level B=

1 I know I'd lose completely to Shere Khan, and maybe I can escape from Kaa, I hope.

2 UGHH And yoou have to put them together! Jasjajs i'm going with Frollo in this one, i don't think i can't deal with Gaston

3 With Cruella of course!!! I'd like to be part of the fashion! And I'll see what happens in the future, although I don't think she would let me work with her too much if I show her how I hate what she do with animals

4 I love John Silver, so I'm sure I'll be with him, plus the good humour and advice he'll give me!

5 Although I know that Hook and Smee would be one of the few gentlemen and their crew that would move me around like a plaything, rather than the Shan Yu army and less the toon patrol

6 I mean, c'mon, Dr. Facilier for suuuure, no need to think about it with me jsjajajsja although if I find him in the middle of the night trying to get in I'd be super scared, and hopefully his gifts mean well xD.

7 It's hard for me to choose between the two of them because they have their things, but I'd choose Clayton, he has his ways of winning people over for sure.

OH!!! I ❤️ YOUR BLOG! And thank you so much for asking my answers! ^^ They're under the cut if you wanna read them ^^ Also- loving how colourful your answers are! ^^

I'm so glad to hear you're becoming more interested in Jafar!! I love him so much- if you ever wanna chat about him (Or any other Disney Villain), my asks are open! Great answer though- Yzma's far less creepy to have around XD 😅

3. Same!!

4. 'a debt ugghhh'- oh, exactly XD

~

I believe in you! Its worth a try, anyway!

Yes, I had to XDD Good answer, though!

Hmmm, she can just send you to do paperwork or get her coffee. Its alright, you still have a job XD

5. A plaything, huh? Oh dear 😅😅😅

7. Oh for sure- like @disney-android-foundation said, he's got that accent~ XD Haha

Thank you so much for sending in your answers!! They're great! ^^ Have a wonderful day ^^

Level A:

*sigh*... this is one of those situations where my heart overthrows my head 😅 I have to go with Jafar, he's my absolute favourite! And, @marinerainbow - Its okay, he wont marry my kid. The only one he's marrying around here is me XD

Cursed spindle ^^ Needles don't bother me and it reads a lot more better on stone that I was killed by an evil fairies curse then food poisoning.

Hades!! Like you said, he would be a lot better to spend time with then Frollo XDD

Same as everyone else, I'm going with the favour XD And I don't mind what is... like at all... (... now I am being dirty, sorry not sorry really 😅)

... ... Scar. At least his fur looks soft and I can pet it while he chews on me me-

Brutus and Nero!! I love them!! They just seemed kind of gentle with Penny, despite being vicious crocs! And they had personality despite not talking! And I just love crocs- the bigger and fatter the better.

Leven B:

Kaa. Even if he does catch me, I'll be hypnotised when he eats me- so it probably wont hurt. I'll just be sleeping. With Shere Khan, though... it'd hurt a lot.

Gastonnnnnnnnnn. Because at least he's hot.

Cruella as well! I love her, and I'm kinda claustrophobic so going down into sink holes for a living is not an option for me.

I'll take the pirates ^^ I wanna hang with Silver!

The Toon Patrol! Maybe if I act tough enough, but not out-right rude, and not rebuff Greasy's advances too much... he'll wanna keep me and Smartass'll let me be part of the group??? 😅😅😅 MAYBE.

I think it would be really fucked up and kinda interesting, having Gothel as your stalker/secret admirer, so I'm going with her. Also she's SO PRETTY.

Rourke ^^

[reaction2whatever]

Agents of SHIELD S3E12-S3E14 reaction

So I'm already in the latter half of the season. Can't believe how fast I binged this show lol. I'm obsessed.

Agents of SHIELD S3E12

-Ok. This alien warm thingy can possess people, get access to their memories, and is immune to inhuman powers

-Just Splendid. upgraded evil Ward is even more creepy.

-Hunter calling Daisy and Lincoln "shake n bake" will forever be funny to me lololol

-I'm very proud of Daisy awwww she went from "I'm a monster and everyone's at risk" to "Terrigenesis made me who I was supposed to be"

-She's come a long way in terms of self-acceptance

-Creel?? Isn't he dead? He died after touching the obelisk didn't he???

-I don't like Talbot...he's just...a whole mixed bag of sexism and racism and condescending with that "clothes from another culture is a dress and I don't wear dresses" comment...just overall ignorant and annoying. Maybe it's supposed to be a comedic moment but nah I don't accept that

-Had to admit tho, this spar between Daisy and Lincoln Sexy AF.

-Lincoln is a lucky man to be pinned by Daisy smh

-I love Hunter. He's a smart man for bringing weapons lol

-This fight between Lincoln and Daisy is mmmm

-I mean I can understand both sides honestly. Both Lincoln and Daisy have valid points so I'm neutral.

-But the way Lincoln said"I wasn't hacking my way through life" is pretty hurtful, especially to Daisy who only learned hacking to find her parents and worked really hard to become a competent agent before getting her powers.

-It's perfectly okay to have a disagreement on something but mmm... maybe i'm overthinking this lol

-I never get tired of seeing Bobbi beat up a man lol

-waiiiiittt excuse meeeee Daisy did not just took off her clothes like that omg she's way too gorgeous and way too hot to do that I CANNOT handle it

-Lincoln you lucky lucky man

-Also why do I feel like Daisy is the dominant one in this relationship since she kissed lincoln and she pinned him and she took off her own clothes....just a thought lol

-ughhh just when I thought Ward couldn't get grosser and creepier. He just did. yuck

-Where are Hunter and Bobbi going??

Agents of SHIELD S3E13

-wtf why is Bobbi former shield and captured what just happened

-Lol the way she ordered a burger while being interrogated

-Is this gonna be a Bobbi and Hunter centered episode? ahhh I'm thrilled.

-Hunter is captured too lol and talking about mushrooms. This is gonna be a rescue mission episode huh

-awww Bobbi and Hunter never went on a vacation together?

-I like the dynamic between them. They are both just such fun characters

-Thinking about Daisy saying dirty talk in Russian and that's oddly hot

-Hunter's first name is Amadeus? lol did not expect that

-"Your weakness is each other" awww I know they're in trouble but still. I think Bobbi and Hunter might be my favorite couple on this show

-"Come on Daisy you can hack the Pentagon and shake the earth. You are gonna let a few backwards letters trip you up?"

-I love Bobbi

-I also ship Daisy and Bobbi lol

-Inhuman politician and a coup in Russia...This won't end well

-I love the conversation between May and Hunter. It's very in character

-Love hacker Daisy she so cute ughh

-I have a thing for smart ladies lol

-The way two Russians are having a meeting but speaking English to each other. just does not make any sense lolol

-Oh I love Daisy fighting alongside Bobbi way too much

-ohhhhh fuckkkk so Hunter saved the president and he still got arrested?

-and Bobbi is also arrested for killing the Inhuman Russian general...

-But yeah Coulson is gonna save them right?

-Oh no what's going on why won't they escape

-This theme is going too somber to save them

-Holy fuck nooooo are they leaving the show?????

-I mean I'm glad that they get to walk free but...

-"It's the Spy's goodbye"

-oh no they are really leaving

-The way I got so emotional

-But they are such good characters???!!!

-Whyyyyyy

-ugghhhh crying rn

Agents of SHIELD S3E14

-I'm still not over Bobbi and Hunter leaving.

-LOL the way Daisy cannot follow the sciency talk between Fitz and Mack and call them the nerd herd

-Her Skye humor is still there and I love that

-Seeing Simmons blames herself for the Inhumans Andrew killed is nice

-Not that she should lame herself, but that it's nice to see that the previous events have effects on the characters and that they were given the time and attention to react. Makes these characters more human

-omfg how cool and badass is Daisy when she just stopped a whole car

-just LOOK AT HER and THAT SMILE

-Daisy Johnson Ma'am you are gorgeous and please step on me

-I can feel Fitz judging Daisy's actions and frankly I don't really feel bad for the guy

-Also I don't think Fitz gets to criticize Daisy for breaking two windows when he helped open a portal to let the body jumping super creepy monster warm that looks like Ward got to earth lol

-Also two windows are nothing compared to a whole ass building

-I miss Fitz's little drones. Feels like they appear a lot less recently

-Oh no Fitz can't die of this sticky bomb thing right???? Is Fitz gonna get a cool scar on his neck?

-Oh no they thought Mack was an Inhuman. I worry for his brother lol

-There is no way they are gonna kill off Mack but his brother is a minor role and in real danger right now

-That shotgun axe is pretty cool

-I still miss Bobbi and Hunter. Are they really not coming back?

#agents of s.h.i.e.l.d. #agents of shield

[spreens]

'charred wedding photograph' FIRST OF ALL HOW DARE YOU. SECOND, THAT IS BRILLIANT (aaa but pAIN). the perk builds fits them really well!! how about scar or etho? :O i'd say Bond for scar (s1 reputation point system) but he's more into scamming people so.. :/ honestly i kinda wanna start playing dbd again because of this crossover -dbd anon

AHHAHA I KNEW THAT OFFERING WOULD HURT!! and true dbd anon, i started playing demo and pig again when last life started previous week because i was like huh . . hu h hhmmm.

scar joel and eefo below >:)

As you mentioned, Bond would be a great choice for Scar because of his actions in s1, but I also believe it's a fantastic perk for him because of it's frequent ingame use as a double-edged sword for teammates. Yes, it's a fantastic perk for helping your friends, but there's a reason why Bond is considered one of the essential perks for a sandbagging/kill your friends/make randoms hate you match, and it's not so you can avoid the jungle gym they're hiding in.

Diversion is a fantastic meme perk, and I feel like where Scott would get his serotonin from stabbing attackers, Scar would take great joy in throwing various debris away and at the assaulter. Also incredibly infuriating and/or endearing for the killer at the receiving end of it. Is there anything more Scar?

If Dead Hard antis even exist, I'm one of them. I love getting outplayed by the letter E. However, I can't deny this exhaustion perk's place in Scar's roster, considering it's use straight up requires him to be injured. I feel like he would get the most v a l u e out of the perk than anyone else in previous or future perks.

Up the Ante is an Ace perk, for one, which immediately favours itself to Scar's personality, but also his insane luck/"""plot armour""" in s1 lends itself to great synergy with the perk. The more people alive, the luckier he is, which roughly lines up with the s1 timeline.

One brown medkit to get a cheap, quick self heal off of, and a shroud of union for... friend :)

YOU THOUGHT JOEL WOULD GET A SURVIVOR BUILD? FOOL (disclaimer i am a fake trapper player my trapper is p1 but my skill is p-1)

Hoarder is both for funny and sad because he spent basically most of the beginning of his red life experience getting robbed by multiple factions- something tells me that might become a sore spot in the future.

Rancor is an extremely fun one for Joel, both playing into the obsession mechanic and the fact that I have no idea if it'd be Lizzie or Pearl as the obsession, each with their own valid reasons. Both the aura exchange and the endgame kill mechanic are terrifying factors for whoever's unlucky enough to become the obsession.

M&A is just a lucky guess right now- people only seem to notice him when he's in talking distance, but that changes as soon as people spot him and go on high alert.

Bitter Murmur again is just creepy. Knowing (or not knowing) that through every death your position is being completely revealed, no matter how well you're hidden.

The logwood dye would help him hide his traps better (he needs it after that extremely shoddy one this session), and... the padded jaws are until he can get used to the fact he's setting fucking bear traps for his friends?

Etho here uses off-meta perks with good synergies because this man doesn't need a 5-gen chase to survive. Quick and Quiet, Iron Will and Dance with Me is a classic combo to escape most chases efficiently. The only major difference here is that instead of Lithe to make it even better, he's got Blast Mine because I genuinely cannot think of a more Etho perk than setting up a fucking flashbang for shits and giggles.

The key is there for a quick and easy escape when or if times get tough, and the offering basically guarantees a hatch spawn in or around the shack, which is extremely convenient. I fully believe he's got the skillset to support altruistic actions, he just has a preference more suited to blending into the shadows and frying killer retinas.

#last life spoilers #last life smp #llsmp #dbd #dbd anon #asks #goddd making builds is so fun #chirps #dbd LL

[anobscurename]

ocean eyes – chris evans

previous part: PART XIII — masterlist

concept: a celebratory trip to the hamptons results in an altercation the first night you're there. the slowest of slow burns. part fourteen of many.

pairing: chris evans x reader // chris evans x respect women juice

word count: 2,8k

warnings: tw:sexual harrassment (drunken creeps are creepy), homophobic slurs (they're also assholes), angst

author's note: this one goes out to @fangirlovestuff as promised :) the next part will be coming shortly! we on some double upload weirdness, to make up for my disappearance basically the whole of yesterday

"Um, no... Really, I couldn't."

Lily pouted. Even when she pouted, she was beautiful. "Why not?"

"I don't want to intrude, really, you guys go and have fun. It's the Hamptons after all."

"But everyone's coming! Please?"

"I don't know..."

"For Chris? Would you do it for Chris?"

You cast a tentative glance to the man in question, currently in the midst of a tug-of-war with Dodger, barely paying your conversation any attention. If only they knew you'd do anything for Chris. "He is the worst bargaining chip you could've ever even thought of using."

"How about for me?" She jokingly batted her long, long lashes, an enchanting smile gracing her lips. "I won't take no for an answer, and Sebastian will be there."

"Sebastian?" You rolled your eyes at the suggestive arch of her brows. They were under the impression you and Sebastian were involved, somehow. You picked subconsciously at the scars on the palm of your hand, entirely healed and almost faded into nothing now.

"It would mean so much to us. You're such a big part of Chris' life, one of his best friends, and–"

"Alright!" You snapped. Quickly masking your irritation with a laugh, you repeated yourself, softer this time. "Alright, I'll come."

She clapped happily, giving no indication of having been taken aback or even mildly offended at you having practically yelled at her. Guilt pitted yourself in your stomach. You wanted to dislike her, but not only was she exceptionally beautiful, she was also incredibly nice. Beyond nice. Serial killers weren't even that nice. And it wasn't her fault that she was basically Jesus trapped in the body of a supermodel, and it wasn't her fault for Chris loving her – because honestly, it wasn't hard loving her – it was just that it was so fucking difficult at times when people kept calling you his friend. Chris' friend.

It would be so much easier to hate someone deserving of it, but you just couldn't. Because both of them were so beautiful and... nice.

Perfectly matched in every way you and Chris were not.

So you decided to go to the Hamptons beach house because why not?

What's the worse that could happen?

———————

This was the worse that could happen.

You had arrived at beach house Anthony had rented a little later that day, when the sun was making it's slow decent to kiss the horizon.

And the frenzy to all get ready to go out was nothing short of chaotic.

You were tired from the plane, and irritated from having been sat – with little to no form of escape – in the same row as Chris and Lily. It wasn't necessarily a long flight, but a second felt like hours when you put yourself through that kind of agony.

But you'd made up your mind after the gala to get over this little crush on Chris. Nothing good was going to come of it, and you tried to spare yourself further heartache and broken glass.

Easier said than done.

Anthony and Sebastian did not mirror your mood. On the contrary, they were still riding the high of finally wrapping the filming on Falcon and The Winter Soldier, and this was their celebration weekend. And they were going all out for it.

The house was lavish, no expense spared. And when you'd arrived, Anthony had opened his suitcase right in the kitchen, and began stocking the fridge with the champagne he'd packed in there, cushioned by his clothes.

You had briefly wondered why he had brought such a large suitcase for such a short trip, but as you watched the fifth bottle disappear into the icebox, your questions were answered.

"Why the long face?"

Anthony didn't even have to look at you to know you were standing there, bags having been dropped off in your room before joining him.

"Do I really have to come out tonight?" You whined. You hated how bratty you sounded, but you would much rather stay in the house alone for the night than go out with Chrily. You knew Sebastian and Anthony would be there too – Scarlett was also supposed to come, but she had other duties to attend to, being a mother – but you knew no matter how great they were at making you feel better, you would spend most of the night moody and brooding. And you didn't want to ruin their night with your personal issues.

You were being selfless for selfish reasons.

"Is that even a question?" Anthony was mid-stock with the final bottle of champagne when he looked at you. The inside of the fridge looked like a Moët & Chandon ad, with Anthony Mackie as the ambassador. "You're coming out if it kills me."

"But why?" You groaned.

"Because everything is more fun with you there, and besides... It wouldn't feel like a celebration without our best girl."

"Fine. I'll come," you rolled your eyes, turning to head out. "Need to shower first."

And then you heard the champagne bottle shake, the cork popping and suddenly, you were drenched in a spray of Moët. Over the sound of frothing bubbles, Anthony called out to you. "No need!"

And that was why – despite scrubbing your skin almost raw and lathering your hair to the point of chemical burn – you sat there, on the barstool, smelling faintly like expensive alcohol.

"I hate you," you muttered under your breath to Anthony as you and him had taken it upon yourselves to get the next round of drinks for the table.

He chuckled, struggling to grab a bartender's attention. "No, you don't."

"You're right, I don't. I'll always love you. But that doesn't mean I have to like you right now."

"Love me, huh?" Anthony arched a brow. "Now, was that so hard to say?"

"What?"

"It's not me you should be saying that to. You know that."

You knew what he meant, and a heavy sigh vacated your lungs. "You know it's not the same. You're family. With him... It's different."

"I think this is the first time you've ever admitted it out loud."

And it dawned on you that he was right. You had never let yourself properly admit it, even inwardly. The words had maybe flowed from the tip of your pen onto the pale pages of your journal – the only catharsis you found lately – but you never read those entries back, abandoning them to be lost in a sea of random thoughts, forgotten.

It didn't give you a sense of relief, saying the words. Not even slightly. If anything, they filled you up with dread.

"Don't," you rolled your eyes. "I'm over it. Or at least I'm getting there."

"Hey," he shrugged in placation. "Relax. It's not my confession to make."

Being an ex-cocktail waitress had its perks as you made your way back to the table, slipping easily past people with the tray of shots you had retrieved. You were speedy and efficient, even in your heels.

Anthony, on the other hand...

Beer bottles slotted between each finger, he was having much more difficulty getting by. And once you'd set the shots down at the table, not a drop spilled, Anthony's shirt was spattered with beer, hands slick with it.

As you plopped into the seat beside Sebastian, making him shift over in the booth to make more room for Anthony, he gave you a strained smile.

"I don't know how the fuck you put up with them," Seb whispered to you. "They're so lovey-dovey, it's unbearable."

"Just grin and bear it," you whispered back.

"What are you two giggling about over there?" Chris grinned from across the booth. It wasn't a very convincing grin, but you didn't dwell on it. No more allowing Christopher Robert Evans to occupy your mind.

"Just how Mackie would make a terrible waiter," you shrugged, sending the man in question a quick cheeky smirk.

"Oh, haha, very funny," he flicked some beer at you from his soaked fingertips. "I'd make a fabulous waitress and you know that."

You shied away from the alcohol droplets, laughing. "No! Not again!"

Chris took in his appearance. "Jesus, Ant. Is there even any beer left for us? Or are you wearing it all?"

"Wow, you're all hilarious," he rolled his eyes, finally dropping into the booth. "I didn't know I was out with a bunch of comedians tonight. Did I walk onto a sitcom set? Is this a sketch? Whose turn is it next? Seb? Lily?"

You all took turns making jokes and taking jibes at Anthony's lacklustre bottle service, which was only put to rest once the Falcon actor huffed and proclaimed that "you could all go get your own damned drinks."

As the night wore on, you found yourself gravitating towards the dancefloor. Honestly, you just couldn't be in the booth anymore. You knew getting over him was going to be a slow process, but some part of you had hoped that it would be an immediate and simple thing: just falling out of your pathetic little crush.

But it really wasn't, and so you were on the dancefloor. Regrettably alone. Chris and Lily were still in the booth, and the other couple – Anthony and Seb – were absolutely enthralled by a vintage pinball machine lurking in the back of the bar.

Every now and then, you would hear one whoop for joy as they beat the other's high score, only for the competitive nature of their activity to take over for another redemption round.

As you lost yourself in the music, it wasn't long before you attracted the attention of a drunken creep. You didn't use that term lightly, but this one was truly deserving.

You had felt eyes on you, and immediately found who they belonged to. Just to be polite, you had smiled at him, before continuing your dancing.

And then, taking it as an invitation, he sidled up to you, and clammy hands slithered over your waist, pulling your back to him with a strong, commanding grip. Your stomach lurched, uncomfortable with the fast rising intensity of the situation.

"You look so fuckin' good tonight, baby," he slurred into your ear, swaying on his feet. Alcohol was thick on his breath, and it filled your head with nausea. "Just wanna take you home and fuck you better than anyone ever has..."

You turned around to tell him to fuck off, and that was when that strong slithering grip was in your hair, tugging you to slimy liquored lips in a teeth clashing kiss. Your stomach roiled at the taste, and while he was distracted, you shoved him away from you with as much strength as he could muster.

He stumbled back a few steps, but he had returned to his senses long enough to right himself and soon he was stalking towards you again.

You knew his type. If his clothes and accessories were any indication, he was an arrogant rich kid – the tan telling you he was a Hamptons regular. He was your age, and every bit as entitled as his wealth would suggest.

"Get away from me." It wasn't a request, it was a command.

And he didn't like it. His hand wrapped around your wrist, tugging you to him. You struggled against him, desperately clawing for your freedom. Panic was slowly rising.

"You little bitch," he spat.

"Is there a problem here?"

It was Chris. He had seen the unravelling altercation from the booth, and had promptly come to your aid.

You wondered how long he'd been there for, what he'd overheard. His next words gave you your answer.

"I think the lady said to leave her alone."

The guy didn't even look at him, instead keeping his slabbering gaze on you. "Stay out of this."

Chris wasn't having it. Having eyed up the situation – that whiteknuckled grip on you – Chris clapped a strong – if not a little threatening – hand on the stranger's shoulder. He ripped the guy off of you, and with his other hand, he pulled you behind him protectively.

Your relief, however, was shortlived at the bite of Chris' next suggestion. "Look, buddy, maybe you should take a hint."

"Don't touch me, faggot," he slapped Chris' arm away. "I took the hint. She looked at me, she smiled at me. Look at what she's wearing! She's practically begging to be fucked."

That was the last straw for Chris.

Not only had he made the unforgivable transgression of groping you – and not just you, specifically, but any woman – but this man had crossed the line with the homophobic slur. To do that in front of Chris, being who he was, was tantamount to a death sentence.

And you could feel it as he seethed, fury boiling in his blood.

"You're lookin' at me, now. I'm smilin'." And he was, but it wasn't one you'd ever seen before. It was tight, and it was malicious. "Oh, look at what you're wearin'. Gets me a bit hard, if I'm being honest. Do you like that? Do you like me telling you how hard I'm gonna fuck you with this big cock? No? Then keep your fuckin' hands to yourself and well away from her before I break them."

You knew Chris well enough to know the threat was empty. He was a pacifist – regularly attending lessons in Buddhist teachings when he could. But the other guy didn't know that, and the throb of the muscle in the grit of Chris' jaw was very convincing. So convincing, in fact, you were even a little scared of him in that moment.

The guy tilted his head to address you, trying to make himself seem bigger. "Who even is this joker, your boyfriend?"

"Don't speak to her," Chris snarled. "You're speaking to me now. And as a matter of fact, I am. So fuck off."

What the guy did next shouldn't have been surprising. He was clearly not thinking straight. And if he hadn't done it, Chris effectively calling you his girlfriend might've had more of an impact.

But he took a swing at Chris – and although Chris never started fights, he sure as fuck ended them.

Easily blocking the attack, and in three quick movements, Chris had the other guy's arms locked behind his back. You knew, if he wanted, Chris could pop both of this guy's arms out of their sockets. And if Chris was anyone else, he might have. He was angry enough to do it.

"Let it go," came his scathing whisper.

Of course the other guy struggled. He struggled and yelled out curses, slurs, anything his alcohol addled mind could come up with.

It was enough to draw the attention of the owner of the establishment.

"Oi," she yelled. A severe no-shit type woman had come out of the back room to brace her arms against the bar, fixing you all with a withering look. "The three of you. Out."

The commotion had also been enough to draw the attention of the others, and you were on your way out – still protectively clutched to Chris' side by his musclebound arm – when they'd made it to you.

"What happened?" Seb panted.

"Just some asshole picking a fight," Chris explained, rage still colouring his voice. "Could you guys do me a favour?"

"Sure, man," Anthony said. "Whatever you need."

"I'm going to take {your name} back. Could you tell Lily when she gets out of the bathroom that we got kicked out and I'll be waiting for her at home?"

"If you just wait for her, we can all go home together," Seb suggested, already backing up a little to get his jacket from the booth.

Chris shook his head. "I need time to cool off. I don't want her seeing me like this."

"I'm really sorry for ruining your night, guys," you said, your voice small.

They were quick to assure you you hadn't. It didn't lessen the guilt, though.

"You guys enjoy," Chris said as you both hovered by the door. "We'll make up for tonight at the beach tomorrow."

———————

"I can fight my own battles."

It was the first words either of you had spoken since you'd gotten back to the house. The drive was done in deafening silence, and you felt compelled to finally break it.

"I know you can," Chris sighed. He hadn't been expecting a thanks, but he'd at least been expecting something more than that admonishment. "Better than anyone. But you shouldn't have to."

"I had it handled."

"My point is, you shouldn't have to handle this shit. No one should."

He had come with you all the way to your bedroom door, and you both stood, divided by the frame.

His brow was furrowed, thinking. And then: "Are you angry with me?"

"No," you smiled sadly.

The double meaning laced with your next words would serve to haunt both of you the remainder of the night.

"I just want you to know that you don't have to fight for me. I'm fine on my own."

#dina writes #chris evans/you #chris evans fanfic #chris evans x you #chris evans #chris evans x reader #chris evans angst #ocean eyes #anthony mackie #sebastian stan

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By the power vested in me by my RNG, I give you...

6x09: Free Hat (aka the reason I broke the second disc of Season 6)

This is hella long, sorry not sorry.

Some days I think season 6 is my favorite season.

Tweek standing behind the other three at the SP sign will never cease to make me happy. <3

I hate ET because I think he's a creepyass little alien and I don't appreciate seeing him first thing in this episode. 😂

Okay but I love when Kyle's saying, "...to make ET more PC," he's doing little air quotes with his one hand, like:

Stan: "That's gay." Back when saying things like that was only mildly offensive and wouldn't cause riots.

I've never seen Saving Private Ryan, and I know that it's said that it can be really triggering for people who have actually been to war and everything and I don't want to diminish that in any way, but whatever I paused on here looks like some kind of nether realm squid ghost monster and it's amazing.

I love the progression of their expressions here: angry, unimpressed, concerned, and "why is this happening?!"

And they're all so excited for Star Wars, that's the cutest fricking thing! I would love to see Tweek and Craig watching Star Wars together, just try and tell me that wouldn't be adorable!

ALL OF THEM ARE SO MAD! I fucking love when Tweek gets the little angry eyebrows.

I will never ever not want to hug him whenever I see Tweek shiver like crazy while the other kids just stand perfectly still.

The message in this episode is actually so good though. "Movies are art and art shouldn't be messed with!"

"Yeah we could form a club that takes food stamps from poor people and then we could sell them back to the government for a profit!" Tweek’s face here is priceless.

Poor Tweek. There's kind of a pattern in these episodes where multiple times he tries to stand up for himself or walk away from the main kids, but Cartman bullies him into staying and it just breaks my heart. As opposed to Craig in the Pandemics who's just like, "Fuck this." And as much as I adore all of the S6 Tweek episodes, I'm really glad he didn't stay hanging out with them for any longer and that he went back to the group of guys that are actually his friends. <3

"I'm not, I'm not a team player!" 😭 That being said, I could listen to Tweek talk all day.

"You have to offer fabulous prizes if you want people to show up to your stupid crap!" is just the S6 version of, "More people will come if they think we'll have punch and pie!" 😂

Stan: "Tweek, you go make fifty hats." Look, okay, I don't hate Stan, all right, but what the hell dude, go make your own hats! Why would you give the anxious kid a big responsibility like that!? At least have Kyle help him or something. Like you say you need to get the gymnasium ready which means what, make a banner and set up some chairs? And you're telling me you couldn't have split up the making of the hats? Jesus Christ.

(Yeah, okay, I know, chill out, they're 8.)

I posted this on my Tumblr before, so I'm not going to do it again, but that TINY LITTLE SHRIEK THAT TWEEK DOES after his dad says his name. I just. Literally. Die. Of cuteness. Every single time. It's my favorite Tweek shriek of the entire show, hands down.

On another note, his bedroom is so empty in this episode compared to in Tweek x Craig! I wonder what changed between here and then.

Tweek being able to calm himself down with some meditation is honestly so cute. And look at his happy place! I would love to have this on a shirt or a bag or just like as a piece of art hanging on my wall or something.

Cartman's giant face showing up there. 😂 I remember the first time I saw this episode that actually startled me so much.

"I was up, all night, making hats! I only slept for an hour- and then I DREAMT about making hats! But I only made fifteen!" - This has been one of my favorite lines since forever. I make it my status on things a lot and then everyone asks me why I was making hats all night. 😂

I love Stan's expression here.

"I don't have nearly 1000 hats!" "They're gonna kick your ass, Tweek!" 😡😡😡

Look at this shot! It really looks like Stan is the only one remotely concerned about Tweek's well-being here.

We get so much of Tweek yanking on his hair in this episode. </3

How am I less than five minutes into this and I have talked this much?

The townspeople are literally so stupid. Good job, Skeeter.

Stan makes good speeches when he wants to. Although, you know, you shouldn't make promises without fully knowing what you're doing.

Only Tweek would think going on a TV show is terrible news. (Just kidding. I agree with you, Tweek.)

I've never understood the "1-2-3, dibs!! "Knee!" thing. Like I know what dibs is, but where I come from knees were never involved.

Typical Cartman. I feel so bad for Tweek, but I love when he looks down to see "Advocate of Toddler Murder" underneath him. Cartoon logic is the best logic.

There's also a lot of good Tweek shrieks here too.

"It's easy!?" "Yes... It is easy."

"We believe that films have to be taken away from people like Steven Spielberg and George Lucas because they're insane." The way Kyle matter-of-factly delivers this line kills me every time.

They honestly made SS and GL look so creepy. 😂

I like that Cartman's voice kind of cracks when he's like, "That's Steven Spielberg and George Lucas!"

Someone just let Tweek go home, please!

"Uh, we thought we were speaking for the children." "Yeah, we're children."

"I'm not a Jew!" 😂 Thank you, George Lucas.

Okay, full disclosure, when I first saw this I hadn't seen Raiders of the Lost Ark and I didn't get the big deal. 😂 But I do now!!!

"He...killed 23 babies in self-defense?" "Hat was attacked maliciously and unprovoked by a gang of babies in West Town Park. When that many babies get together they can be like pirahna!" 😂 I say this all the time.

Skeeter. 😂 Honestly, you are no help at ALL.

Second time this episode Tweek tries to say no and walk away.

"People aren't that into you, Tweek. They find you kind of annoying." This is so meta because I remember people complaining all the time that Tweek was a one-note character and that he had nothing really to add to the show and I just want to say SUCK IT TO ALL THOSE PEOPLE BECAUSE LOOK HOW LOVED TWEEK IS NOW. Everyone who was on board the Tweek train from the very beginning say, "Cupcakes!" 😂<3

These kids, man. I love that it’s so easy for them to just get into all these places.

"Get it, Tweek!" "Huh-uh!" I love the way Tweek says no. But, I mean, AGAIN, he tries to say no and Cartman bullies him. I don't think he ever really wanted to be in their group in the first place. I think they picked him arbitrarily in Professor Chaos because they saw him as weaker than them, and then Cartman just didn't let him quit.

The little debate about melting his icy heart with a cool island song is also something I quote often. AND THEIR LITTLE OUTFITS! I love that Tweek's is green and pink! I don't know what the hell is going on with the sleeves on everyone else's though.

"Those rams can do to us what they will, Mr. Lucas." 😂

Oh, George Lucas. You were so close to being a hero.

Stan: "Fuck you Steven Spielberg!" I've watched this censored so many times that hearing it uncensored is so fricking satisfying.

RUN TWEEK RUN!!!

The walkie talkies are such a nice touch. 😂

"The one with the cocaine problem escaped, Mein Director."

Mannn, I miss when they used to throw live action "commercials" into the episodes like this. This also is from the time where I was like hella attracted to Trey Parker so seeing his face is always welcome. 😂

"We always meant to have Imperial Walkers and giant Dewback lizards in the background, but simply couldn’t afford it."

Oh my God, I'm always so proud of Tweek for talking to this huge crowd of people and trying to get them to help him! His little talking through his teeth, like, "We are not talking about Hat right now, okay?!" He's trying so hard!

"Oh God, I'm gonna have to do this myself! Oh, God!" just breaks my heart! YOU CAN DO IT, TWEEK! 13 seasons from now you'll have someone who helps you believe in yourself, just hang on!

Tweek with the bazooka, oh my gosh, always makes me so happy. I can't tell you how much I wanted him to just blow them all the fuck up the first time I saw this.

"All I want are my friends. Except for Cartman, you can keep him." YEAH, TWEEK!

I hate that Steven Asshole Spielberg manages to talk enough crap to make Tweek hesitate. He was so close! I wonder how he would have felt if he actually did it though, Maybe it's better he didn't? It might have made his anxiety worse if he actually blew people up now that I think about it.

"In the tropical isles with the coconut trees, the air is fresh and the people are free, but here in the mountains there's no freedom like that, there's a man in prison and his name is Hat!" This gets stuck in my head so often.

It makes it so much better having actually seen Raiders, especially for this part. I honestly thought the melting faces was just a South Park thing but nope.

I also really love what they look like turned away with their eyes closed too. <3

Like what even is going on in this scene. 😂

Oh my God, okay, and I know that Hat is a terrible person and I want to clarify just in case, I do not think killing babies is funny, but just the way that baby crawls up the person's arm to avoid getting passed to Hat is always so so funny to me and I can never explain why.

Tweek being the only one to be appropriately horrified by the fact that Hat is being given a baby.

"Sometimes the things we do don't matter right now. Sometimes they matter later. We have to care more about later sometimes, you know? I think that's what separates us from the Steven Spielbergs and George Lucases of the world." This is still so relevant.

The ending of this episode is also so much better after actually seeing Raiders. 😂

And we close off with a 9/11 joke. Perfection, Matt and Trey, thank you & goodnight.

#south park #free hat #tweek is the best character fucking fight me #thus endeth another nonsense episode rewatch #southpark #sp #south park free hat

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Villian eraserhead Au: First time meeting Present Mic

Yes, I did make a villain eraserhead Au. I couldn't help my self. So here's his design and Present Mic's first time meeting him.

Hizashi hummed softly as he made his way home down the deserted streets. He had just gotten off his job at the studio and had picked up some groceries. He lived in the bad area of the city, so it was rare to see people out and about at night. Then again, most people were probably sleeping at 11pm. Unbeknownst to him, a ruthless, sleep deprived villain was stalking him from afar on a rooftop. 

Eraserhead was standing on the rooftop blending in with the pitch black night sky. His golden eyes (contacts are great for hiding your identity) followed the movements of the hero who was out of costume. His scarf slightly fluttered behind him as the wind picked up for a second. As the unsuspecting hero got closer to the building he was on, Eraserhead narrowed his eyes. 'How can anyone be so cheerful and upbeat? His loud personality might make this harder. Luckily, there aren't that many people around.'

Hizashi pushed his round, red glasses up his nose as he suddenly stopped walking. He felt as if someone was watching him. Creepy. he looked around, but there was no one around other than the old lady who was entering her apartment building. That didn't stop the chill that crept up his spine. Perhaps it was someone on the rooftops? Eraserhead noticed the blond's uneasiness and thought 'crap, he knows he's being watched. Best to attack while he's on edge.'

Hizashi was really anxious that he couldn't see anyone despite the fact he just knew he was being watched. ''I don't see anyone- are those golden eyes up there-SHIT' Hizashi's eyes went wide as he found himself suddenly bound completely in a scarf and with the inability to talk. His groceries were on the ground, no doubt ruined from their fall.

Eraserhead had swooped down and captured the blond in one swift movement. He had also erased his quirk to keep him from yelling before dragging the captured hero into a nearby alley and securing him to a fire escape.

Hizashi was panicking big time.'Shit shit shit SHIT. FUCKING HELL. ERASERHEAD CAN ACTUALLY FUCKING ERASE QUIRKS?! HE'S NOT A MYTH?! Oh no oh no oh no oh no- OH NO!!!! Doesn't he kill people? Why did he drag me into the alley?!'

Hizashi squirmed in his bonds, but it was futile. He was stuck in a standing position with his hands fasted behind his back and tightly to the fire escape behind him. His legs were bound to the fire escape as well- probably to keep him from kicking at the man in front of him. his torso is also bound to the fire escape to restrict his movement even more.

Eraserhead sighed with annoyance. "Would you stop squirming?"

He put a knife to Hizashi's neck as a warning. "Even think of screaming or yelling and I WILL slit your throat." He then dropped his quirk. "Do you understand?"

Hizashi froze at the threat before trying to nod without getting cut by the knife. Eraserhead's voice was really scary and no doubt the work of a voice modifier.

Eraserhead grinned under his grey mask that had a golden smile on it as well as a voice modifier under it. "Hmm, good. Nice to see at least some heroes have a sense of self-preservation."

The knife was removed from his neck, to Hizashi's relief. Though, he was still freaking out. 'How the hell did he know who I was? I thought no one could recognize me out of costume. What does he want with me?' Hizashi decided to glare at the villain. He may not be able to yell for help, but that didn't mean he was going to play nice.

Eraserhead just laughed at the glare. "You look like a feral kitten." He then frowned as he pointed the knife at Hizashi, a few inches from his face. "I suppose I should cut to the chase, hmm?"

Eraserhead lightly tapped his chin with the knife as if in thought "You know, I can't help but wonder why Present Mic himself would be sticking his nose into the underground world." He then twirled the knife in his hand. "Don't you limelight heroes tend to usually avoid the underground? The underground is no place for a loud blond, you know."

Hizashi grite his teeth and hissed, "Why do you care?"

Eraserhead just pay the hero's head. "The underground world is mine and I don't appreciate unwanted attention to it."

Hizashi glowered and sassed, "I thought it was All For One's playground?"

Eraserhead laughed darkly "cocky, huh?" He roughly pulled his hair upwards causing Hizashi to gasp in pain and then leaned into his face. "What's left of that fossil's influence won't be around much longer if I have any say in it. This is your only warning Hizashi Yamada; Stay out of the Underground world."

Hizashi responded with a defiant look.

Eraserhead sighed as he put the knife against Hizashi's throat. "I really wouldn't test my patience if I were you."

Hizashi spat out, "Fuck you. I'm not going to just drop the case and let that bastard get away with what he did to his son."

Eraserhead hummed as he let go of his hair and got out of his face. He twirled his knife as he thought. Hizashi continued to keep the defiant look on his face.

Eraserhead asked, "This is about your adopted son, no? Izuku Midoriya, quirkless son of All For One who was left to drown after being diagnosed as quirkless?"

Hizashi narrowed his eyes. "You got a problem with my little brother being quirkless?"

Eraserhead hummed, "no, I suppose not. A quirk or lack of one doesn't define a person after all. Although, I do find it quite amusing you think you could have taken on the very same man who put All Might in critical condition a month ago."

Hizashi's eyes go wide with disbelief.

"Although, you don't need to worry your pretty little head about Little Izuku's dad." Eraserhead laughed. "I've already taken care of him earlier today. His remains should arrive in several boxes to Detective Tsukauchi."

Hizashi stuttered "w-what?"

Eraserhead beamed, "he's dead. All I had to do was erase his original quirk and all the other quirks overwhelmed him. Apparently, his quirk is what allows him to not die from having way too many quirks. Erase it, and he's a goner. So now that you've got no reason to poke your nose into the underground, I'd advise you to keep out of it." He pointed the knife at him. "Or else."

Hizashi gulped, "r-right. Stay out of the underground. G-gotcha. W-will do."

Eraserhead leaned in once more. "Well then, now that that's out of the way, what am I to do with you?"

Hizashi nervously suggested as he squirmed in his bonds, "you could let me go?"

Eraserhead studied his knife with an amused look. "No, you'll try to attack me once you're free if I simply do that."

Hizashi groaned, "come on, man! I've got to get home to my brother as well as replace those groceries you made me drop."

Eraserhead rolled his eyes. "You can buy more groceries in the morning. oh! I know!" He chuckled before knocking him out with a punch to the face.

Hizashi was out cold. Eraserhead untied the sleeping hero and slung him over his shoulder as well as putting his capture scarf back on. He would just drop the hero off at his apartment unconscious. The hero's ten-year-old adopted brother would surely hear a knock on the balcony door, right? Eraserhead made his way to the apartment and to it's balcony on the second floor of the complex. He laid the hero down before knocking hard on the door. He then ran off before he could be seen.

Izuku opened the door with confusion. "Huh- NII-SAN!" He dragged his brother into the apartment and closed the door.

Izuku deposited him on the couch before  running back to the balcony. "I wonder how he got here if he's unconscious? Did someone bring him here? But why knock him out ... unless they were a foe? But why would a villain return a hero safely home?" He saw a figure off in the distance standing on a rooftop.

 "Huh?" He then saw golden eyes. "Eh?! Was that Eraserhead?!?! DID NII-SAN RUN INTO HIM? How is nii-san still alive?!"

~~~~the next day~~~~

Izuku leaped into the Cat Cafe in his burnt school uniform and ducked behind the service counter.

Aizawa blinked at the kid, thinking, 'why is Present Mic's brother hiding in my cafe and covered in burns?'

Bakugo could be heard outside yelling "get back here you damn quirkless nerd! how dare you still try to be a hero!!! you're better off dead!!!"

Izuku flinched and curled into himself.

Aizawa sighed deeply before going outside. "Hey! If you don't stop yelling quirkist things outside my shop, I WILL report you to the police. Now scram!"

Bakugo just growled before storming off.

Aizawa went back inside while grumbling about quirkist brats ruining his quiet afternoon.

Izuku hesitantly glanced at the owner of the cafe he was hiding in. 'Huh, he looks dead inside-HOLY SHIT IS THAT ERASERHEAD?! I MEAN, HIS HAIR IS PULLED UP AND THERE IS NO GOLD HIGHLIGHTS IN IT, BUT HE COULD BE USING HAIR DYE AT NIGHT.  I can't believe I just used a villain's cafe to avoid my bully. And... he noticed that I'm staring. I should probably stop- DAMN IT! Why am I still staring at him? should I say something? I probably should? But what? Thanks for not letting me die at the hands of a bully when you're a villain and could have thrown me to the wolves? Nah. Shit, he's talking to me. What did he say?' 

Izuku managed to say, "huh?"

Aizawa was knelt in front of him with concern. "Hey kid! I asked you if those burns were from that egotastic brat out there."

Izuku stuttered, "u-um, yeah... but I'm fine! it's nothing compared to what I usually face!"

Izuku was confused at his question.  'Why is he so concerned about me? I thought villains didn't care about others?'

Aizawa sighed. 'He seems hesitant to answer me. Not to mention his eyes flashed with alarm and perhaps recognition when he looked at me. That's not good. He might know who I am. Although, his lack of concern for the state he is in is rather concerning.' 

"Those burns don't look like they're nothing, kid." Aizawa pointed out.

Izuku flinched. "It doesn't matter. No matter what school I go to, it's always the same. Teachers don't do anything. Never have, never will. Doesn't matter how hard Nii-san tries to get them to stop. After all, in the end, I'm just a quirkless kid wasting their time. It gets worse when Nii-san interferes, because how dare I the quirkless freak get a hero to help me? How dare I try to get my brother to save me from them."

Aizawa deadpanned, "ever heard of home school, kid? it's probably your best bet."

Izuku responded, "I actually haven't considered that ... man, I feel so stupid for not thinking of that!"

Aizawa stood up. "Well, I've got to get back to work. You okay walking home, kid? Or do you need to call someone to pick you up?"

 'This is so surreal...' Izuku shook his head. "N-no, I'm fine, Mr. Er- um" he looked at the guy's name tag "Aizawa."

Aizawa pretended he didn't hear the slip up. 'So he does know, interesting... it's not everyday you meet a 10 year old who can recognize a villain out of costume on the spot. I might need to keep an eye on this one just in case he decides to try to do anything against me.' "Goodbye then, kid."

Izuku ran out of the cafe after saying goodbye.

Aizawa muttered, "this one's going to be a problem child."

Izuku sighed in relief as he got farther away from the cafe. 'Well, fuck. I hope he doesn't know that I know who he is. I should probably pretend I don't know who he is to be safe.'

There will be more parts to the story in the future.

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