#we still care for each other but he is too unstable at the moment

[larluce]

Merlin as Arthur's familiar/Arthur's shapeshifter falcon AU

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LINK TO THE OTHER PARTS: PART 1 , PART 2 , PART 3 , PART 4 , PART 5 , PART 6

Arthur and Merlin caring for the chicks that are now a week old and twice the size they were the day they were born.

Arthur: How do they grow so fast? They barely fit in the nest now.

Chick 3: (leaves the nest)

Arthur: No! Go back to the nest, you… uh… Who was this? The ink erased.

Merlin:  It's 3! 😠 How come you still can't recognize them?

Arthur: (as he grabs 3 and returns him to the nest) Merlin, they are identical.

Merlin: They're not! 😠

Arthur: Well, I guess it would help not to think of them as numbers. What if we give them real names now?

Merlin: (surprised) Really?

Arthur: They're our chicks, aren't they? We can name them if we want.

Merlin: (excited) Yeah, it's true! 😃 But I'll do it. You're terrible at giving names.

Arthur: Go ahead.

Merlin: (brings his hand closer to the chicks, thoughtful) hmmm…

Chicks: (they cower in place and chirp in fear)

Chick 1: (stands in front of his siblings, protective)

Merlin: This one is very protective of his siblings. He was also the first to be born. I name you... Guardian 😊.

Arthur: That's a good name.

Chick 3: (leaves the nest again and walks to the edge of the window)

Merlin: (he grabs him to return him to the nest, while 3 chirps in protest) This one wants to fly before he's even old enough to do it. Restless and fast…. Like a Blizzard! 😃

Arthur: Blizzard it is then.

Chick 4: (pecks Merlin's hand to make him let go of his brother)

Arthur: Hey, don't hurt your father. 😠

Merlin: It's okay, they're not used to my human form yet. Their little heads still don't understand that I'm also the hawk that feeds them. (He releases Blizzard in the nest and 4 stops pecking him) He has the guts to confront me, but he stopped doing it as soon as I let go of his brother. He fights, but he is not reckless. You will be... Brave 😊.

Arthur: Just two more left.

Merlin: (looking at chick 2) You're the only female. You will be beautiful and tender. Like the rain.

Arthur: (confused) What's beautiful and tender about rain?

Merlin: The sound it makes when the drops fall is tender and it is a beautiful phenomenon that gives water to plants.

Arthur: Uh… I guess. Rain it is.

Chick 5: (hiding behind all his siblings and shaking)

Merlin: This one is too wimpy. I name you... Coward.

Arthur: (very offended) You're not naming our son Coward! 😠

Merlin: Why not?

Arthur: That's an insult! Do you want the other birds to make fun of him?

Merlin: The other birds don't have names, Arthur. 😒

Arthur: All the more reason! How would you feel if I had named you Coward?

Merlin: It would have been more creative than Merlin.

Arthur: Besides, the fact that he is more shy than his siblings doesn't make him a coward. He's just more… cautious? No, wary! We'll name him Wary.

Merlin: Oh… It doesn't sound bad.

Arthur:  So… (points to each one) Guardian, Rain, Blizzard, Brave and Wary.

Merlin: No, that is Guardian and that is Brave.

Arthur: I got three out of five, I'm getting better.

Merlin: (he rolls his eyes, but then smiles, looking at the nest tenderly) Our chicks.

Time skip. Arthur and Merlin chasing the 2 week old chicks that are chirping loudly and running around the room.

Arthur: (With Rain in one hand and chasing Brave) Brave, come back here! 😠

Merlin: (Grabs Guardian with one hand) I told you not to leave the nest so close to the ground.

Arthur: That unstable thing was going to fall out the window at any moment with how fast they grow!

Merlin: Then you should have put it on top of the wardrobe!

Arthur: That's still too high!

Merlin: That's the point!

Arthur: Stop fighting and find Blizzard, that's the sneaky one. (He catches Brave with his free hand) Got you! Little winged demons, why can't you be like Wary?

Wary: (chirps from the nest, the only one who stayed there)

Merlin: Blizzard! Blizzard! (He searches and doesn't find him) Where is he?

Arthur: Blizzard! (He starts searching too) I'm supposed to be getting ready for the dance. If I don't come down soon my father is going to come any momen-

Merlin: (stops searching and looks at Arthur with a frown) Dance? what dance?

Arthur: (realizing his poor choice of words) Feast! I meant feast. My father organized a feast for my birthday. (Turns around) Blizzard?

Merlin: (stands in front of Arthur) And who is going to that feast? 😑

Arthur: You know, my father, Morgana… some noble men and women. (Turns again) Blizzard?

Merlin: (stands in front of Arthur again) And what do you do there? 😑

Arthur: Just talk and chat-

Merlin: And dance! 😠 You're going to go dancing with a female weeks after starting our nest!

Arthur: It's not a flying dance. It's a different kind of dance. It doesn't mean anything.

Merlin: Then don't go!

Arthur: I can't not go! It is the celebration of the prince's birthday. Everyone expects me to be there. It's an important event.

Merlin: You said it didn't mean anything! 😡

Guardian: (chirps in pain)

Arthur: Merlin, you're holding Guardian too tight, put him down.

Merlin: (raises his voice, furious) Exactly! You should be ashamed. (He brings Guardian close to his chest and caresses him with tears in his eyes) While I'm going to be here taking care of our chicks 🥺, you're going to go dance with someone else! 😡

Arthur: (raises his voice too) It's not that kind of dance! 😡

Rain and Brave: (chirp crying in Arthur's arms) 🥺😭

Guardian: (chirps crying in Merlin's arms) 🥺😭

Wary: (chirps crying and leaves the nest to go with Merlin and Arthur) 🥺😭

Blizzard: (comes out from under the bed chirp crying and goes to Merlin and Arthur) 🥺😭

Merlin: (calms down, picks up Blizzard and Wary and comforts them along with Guardian) Shh, Shh, don't cry. Don't worry, even if your dad leaves us, I will take care of you. We will find another nest.

Arthur: Don't tell them that! (hugging Rain and Brave, also comforting them) No, I'm not going to leave you, don't cry.

Uther: (from outside, enraged) Arthur!

Merlin: (changes into bird form quickly)

Arthur: Shit! (Tries to pick up the other chicks to hide them)

Uther: (opens the door wide abruptly) May I know why you aren’t letting the servants enter to get you ready for… (shocked to see his son carrying two white birds and to see Merlin falcon with 3 others white birds on the floor)

Chicks: (chirp crying louder) 😭😭

Arthur: Uh… Hello, father 😅. Ahm… Did I mention that Merlin had chicks?

Uther: I thought he was male 🤨

Arthur: He is, but uh… he adopted these chicks.

Merlin: (chirps)

Arthur: (corrects himself)  WE adopted them.

Servant: (enters and bows) Sire, the guests have arrived.

Uther: (swallowing the urge to scold his son) We'll talk about this later. Now I want you in the ballroom in 5 minutes.

Arthur: But-

Uther: 5 minutes I said! I don't care how, but you'll arrive there in 5 minutes. Not a second more. Do I make myself clear?

Arthur: (lowers his head) Yes, father.

Uther: (leaves)

Servants: (come in to dress Arthur)

Merlin: (starts flying around them and pecking at them)

Arthur: Merlin, stop it. I have to go.

Merlin: (lands on a servant's head and chirps, looking at him enraged) 😡

Servant: Uh… sire? 😰

Arthur: I'll handle this. (He puts the chicks aside and addresses Merlin in a sweet calm voice) Merlin, come down from there and I promise I won't dance with anyone at the feast, alright?

Merlin: (shakes his head and chirps)

Arthur: Oh, come on! 😠 What do you want me to do? Take you with me?

Time skip. In the ballroom.

Spokesman: (raising his voice) Attention, ladies and gentlemen, greet the Prince of Camelot.

Arthur: (arrives at the ballroom with Merlin on his shoulder and carrying the nest with his chicks on a cushion in his hands)

Uther: …

Servants: …

Morgana: (holding back the urge to laugh)

Guests: (mumble)

Spokesman: Uh… (raises voice again) The Prince of Camelot and his birds!

Merlin: (chirps in protest)

Arthur: (whispers to the spokesman) Merlins.

Spokesman: Excuse me, sire?

Arthur: They're merlins.

Spokesman: Oh, forgive me, Sire (bows and steps aside to let him pass)

Arthur: (doesn't move)

Spokesman: Sire?

Arthur: I'm waiting.

Spokesman: (confused) For what, sire?

Arthur: For you to correct it.

Spokesman: Oh, right. (He raises his voice again) The Prince of Camelot and his merlins!

Merlin: (nods, satisfied)

Arthur: (walks to the main table and takes his place in the seat of honor, which is next to his father's and Morgana's seat)

Morgana: (smirking mischievously) Oh, this is going to be gold.

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#merlin bbc #bbc merlin #merlin #merthur #merlin fanfic #merlin fic #merlin prompt #merthur fic #arthur and merlin #merlin and arthur #merthur fanfiction #merthur fanfic #merthur prompt #Merlin as Arthur's familiar/Arthur's shapeshifter falcon AU

[katandsquad]

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#my ex and i broke up 4 1/2 months ago #we tried to stay friends #he even started working at the same company as ne #just a different store #on the 4th we went no contact #i'm having a hard time dealing with it rn #we still care for each other but he is too unstable at the moment #he has been lying to me a lot #just so he could avoid trouble #he is in a rapid cycle rn and has almost no control over the stuff he is doing #he told me that he is not recognizing himself rn #as angry and hurt as i am/was #i'm very lonely lately #it makes me angry #i've been fine for 4 months now #now i'm becoming lonely #i'm sick and I just miss the cuddles and comfort of another person #i feel so stupid #just needed to get this out

[fluffyartbl0g]

Redraw of the panels that SHATTERED MY HEART o(；△；)o!!! OG panels + Opinions on the Luffy separation arc under read more

Okay let me just go on a tangent about my feelings about the post-series Luffy separation arc, cause I think it gets way too much hate when it’s such a heartbreaking and well executed deviation from oda’s standard formula!!! I know that we all love monkey d. luffy and he’s LITERALLY the main character of the series, but it was also really nice to get more time to focus on the rest of the crew. But here’s the thing, even when Luffy wasn’t here, he was still here. And I’m not talking about the so called ‘blessings’ or whatever that kept SUSPICIOUSLY popping up around the crew when Luffy disappeared, I’m talking about the consequences that arised from him disappearing. We truly got to see how grand the effect luffy has had on the world around him, and how many lives he was able to touch ; - ; So even though luffy physically wasn’t present (I mean KIND OF but you know what I mean), this was still VERY MUCH a luffy arc imo. 

Oh man but I think Oda wrote luffy’s disappearance so well,,, I was sobbing for like 80 percent of this arc. Like just gradually seeing the crew’s deterioration as time passes by,,, but everyone has such unwavering faith in their captain, he HAS to come back cause Luffy always comes back. But here’s the thing, Luffy didn’t know what was happening to him when he started disappearing. But what he DID know is that he wasn’t sure if he was gonna be able to come back or not. And Luffy hates breaking promises- he’d never make a promise if he didn’t plan to keep it, and he’s not an idiot either, so when he just felt himself disappearing and saw zoro nearby... Instead of saying something like “I’ll be back!” and potentially making his crewmates wait for him forever, he tells zoro to “take care of the crew”... SOBBING AND CRYING T - T. So YES. the crew has unwavering faith in their captain. But. Luffy didnt say that he’d be coming back or anything. So what are they supposed to do really.

And it’s really hard to read at some parts, like it never loses the goofy tone that has been there throughout all of one piece and it’s really sweet to see everyone rely on each other to keep one another afloat, but the slight tension that keeps building up over the months while they keep looking for clues and answers... And how each lead keeps becoming a dead end... When it builds up and Usopp finally voices the thing that’s on everyone’s mind.

Oh man. I started crying so hard. It took 6 month for any one of them to say something. Like this is One piece. Of course Luffy is gonna come back eventually, it would be waay too dark otherwise... But Idk man, even I started to doubt that :((( But luckily. THIS IS ONE PIECE. So right after everyone started,,, well not exactly losing hope or anything (maybe a bit)? but going BATSHIT INSANE FROM THE REALITY THAT THEIR CAPTAIN MIGHT BE GONE FOR GOOD, they finally got a solid actual clue of what might’ve happened to luffy!!! And I’m SO GLADDDD!!!!

Omg and when they tracked down the pray-pray no mi user and finally got some answers out of him. OMG WAIT A MOMENT I REALLY LIKED IS WHEN PRIEST GUY IS LIKE “urerheg without luffy up there as a god the entire world may very well be destroyed cause the sun has been super unstable for centuries blah blah” and then Nami freaking PUMMELED THE GUY AND SHOVED HIM DOWN WITH HER STAFF AND

SOBBING CRYING SOBBING. THEY WOULD POTENTIALLY BLOW UP THE ENTIRE WORLD IF IT MEANT THAT THEIR CAPTAIN WOULDNT HAVE TO BE LONELY ; - ; KILL ME.

URGH I was really hoping that Luffy would return right once they beat him up cause I really really missed my boy, but honestly I think the final method of getting Luffy to return was super clever and absolutely worth the extra 3 weeks of waiting!!! I know that it was foreshadowed across the whole West Blue Saga and everything but I honestly had no clue it would end like that, DONT MAKE FUN OF ME :(((

When the crew finally got their captain back after 8 months of waiting... I mean they’ve been separated before for even longer periods of time, but they always knew that they’d be back together. This time they didn’t know. BUT AREHAHRGE ALL THE PAIN AND SUFFERING WAS SO WORTHIT WHEN THEY ALL FINALLY REUNITED T - T!!!!!! UWAHHWHAHWUAAGGHA!!! AND SEEING ALL THEIR ALLIES AND FRIENDS THEYVE MADE JUST CHEER AND CRY WHEN THEY HEAR THE NEWS!!!! I WOULD CHUCK ALL THE PANELS HERE IF I COULD BUT ID JUS T REACH THE IMAGE LIMIT BECAUSE ALL OF THEM MADE ME CRY ; - ;!!! Literally just read those 5 chapters in the arc finale cause,,,, man so good T - T

Anyways TLDR: The post-series luffy seperation arc is NOT BAD and you guys are JUST COWARDS AND LIARS!!!!

#tw unreality #post-series #one piece #op fanart #monkey d. luffy #roronoa zoro #zolu #nami #usopp #straw hat pirates #gear 5 luffy #op spoilers #one piece spoilers #wano spoilers #please dni if ur a post-series one piece hater >:( #this is a post-series POSITIVE post only!!! Feel free to gush about other post-series arcs that you like on this post :D!!! #(for that person i scared: i put tw unreality higher just 4 u :3)

[lovesickheize]

mr insanity. ,˖ 𓆟  𓆝  𓆟

dpr ian (christian yu) x gn!reader

when two mentally unstable strangers find comfort in each other's presence.

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wc: 970

tw! this fic might be triggering for some people. it's not extreme, but it is based on the two characters' mental instability. this is pure fiction.

this fic is inspired by dpr ian's music, especially his first album. my main inspiration was the music video and the lyrics of "nerves", so i'd recommend listening to it, while reading this.

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and i'm sorry i was hurting too much to know that you were standing right there.

it was a moment of spark in the aeonian darkness.

you were sitting on the cold surface of a tunnel's pavement. it was raining hard outside, but you were too invested in your cigarette, diet coke and music to get scared by the thunder.

there was noone around, people locking themselves in their houses to save themselves from the undying storm. you couldn't care less about the cold. you couldn't care less about anything to be frank.

you were just sitting there, body too dehydrated to shed a tear, in a white t-shirt and sweatpants. life had been such a pain in the ass that month.

you chuckled suddenly, the sound leaving your mouth too sad for a laugh. it was ironic, how a song playing on your 'nostalgia' spotify playlist could describe your life so accurately.

you felt a presence approaching your body. head never turning to acknowledge the person that had just sat right next to you. the mysterious person took off their jacket and placed it on your shoulders. you hadn't noticed you were trembling under the ice cold air up until then.

"thanks." you mumbled, still not looking at the person.

they didn't reply, instead pulling something that sounded like a lighter. you caught a cigarette between their tattoo-filled hands with the corner of your eyes.

"i'm ian." they said.

you finally turned your head, the man in front you looking as dead as you did. "i'm y/n."

a comfortable silence took over once again, joining the sound of the storm. a couple of cigarettes later, you looked at him.

"do your tattoos have a meaning?" you asked the person who you now knew was named ian.

"some of them do, some of them don't. this is my favourite." he lifted his t-shirt's sleeve a little to show you the bald man on his left shoulder. "it's a man who looks at his own brain and realises it is limitless." his voice was deep and raspy, probably because of smoking.

"does it symbolize something?" you asked.

"it's just... you know, overthinking. if our brains weren't limitless, we wouldn't think so much, intrusive thoughts wouldn't dominate our already repetitive grey lives..." he said.

"agreed." you replied, tracing the lined man with your fingertips. "it's really pretty."

"do you have any tattoos?" ian asked.

the hand that was tracing his tattoo was now traveling up your body, reaching your hair and moving it to the side. "i got this crescent moon under my hairline a couple of years ago."

"what does it mean?" ian looked at it, eyes admiring the black lines.

"i just love the moon. ever since i was a child, i liked staying up late and looking at it in silence. it comforted me. still does."

"so beautiful." he murmured.

"you know, the moon usually symbolizes illusions and deception, but i view it as a lonely star. it reminds me of myself when i was a teen. a bright positive person in the middle of darkness and evil. but i never was as strong as the moon, i couldn't bear the malevolent nature of our society, i ended up breaking. that's why i look up to the moon. it's strong and confident. just what i wished i was."

you hadn't noticed how his eyes were stuck on you. "wow." was all he could say. "i'm sorry, i probably talk too m-"

you were interrupted by his lips on yours. you responded to the kiss, letting his tongue enter your mouth. the kiss was passionate, you felt hungry for the feeling he was offering you. his hands made their way to the back of your neck, one of his fingers caressing the moon on it, the other holding your hand. your free hand was intertwined in his soft hair, holding him close.

how a stranger could make you feel so much stuff after such a long feelingless period of your life you couldn't understand. it had been years since the last time you genuinely felt something so intense.

he pulled away, both of you catching your breath. "wanna go for a walk?" he asked.

your hand was still being held by his, you nodding positively. the two of you walked past the tunnel, cigarettes, diet coke, headphones, everything long forgotten behind. you were walking in the rain, knowing damn well it was just the two of you and the water-filled clouds.

you danced in the rain. it had been such a long time since the last time you flashed a smile that was so real. he looked at you being happy, almost dead, but still happy. he turned you around, you held his hands so tightly, he also seemed fine for a moment.

after some time, exhausted as you were, you moved closer to him, leaning your head on his wet by the rain chest. his arms wrapped around you, holding you as warm as they could, soaked as he was.

the rain was still heavy, but you didn't care. he didn't care.

that's all you could remember from that night moments before you left everything behind. the only night you felt genuinely happy, forgetting how cruel life is.

"thank you for making me feel." he whispered

the car's wheels were forced to turn, leading the car towards the hill.

welcome to the show. so, can you stay a little longer, just until i know you see me standing here?

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[luneariaa]

so uh, latest ep inspired me somehow to complete this,, and just an imagine that i have to let out.

implied angst and cussing happened once. yes. idk if it's angsty enough tho.

. dividers by @/cafekitsune !! 💛

Nanami has always been so protective, especially to those whom he cares deeply about. During those assigned missions with you together, he watches over you every so often-- keeping you in his line of sight at each possible moment.

He hates to see you cry because of him. He doesn't mind it actually, but if he was the main cause, it would hurt him so much.

But you knew that he would never, intentionally hurt you.

So on that exact same day when the Shibuya incident occurred, he would place his hand on top of your head as if to provide some comfort.

"Love.."

"Don't cry. I know you're strong, and you'll get through this. Not as much as I do, but still."

"I'll protect you from everything, okay? Even this." He tenderly wipes away your tears with a small smile of reassurance. One that he still managed to muster up even in situations like this. Even paying no heed to his own injuries, but you.

He's already bloody on one side of his face; blinded an eye, and wounded, even. But how does one still manage to stand strong like him?

You feel powerless; and useless, despite having your own place as a Jujutsu sorcerer. Is this what you've learned after all these years?

You feel like a mistake-- a failure.

"Hey.." Nanami spoke with much care and affection in his tone despite his current condition. "You didn't fail anything, okay? Not in a million years, no. Don't look at yourself that way."

But his words did very little attempt to soothe your worries away within your chaotic mind, so he sighed softly while his hand caressed your head tenderly.

"You still did a very great job back there, and I am still alive, with you here."

"Don't berate yourself over this, you just can't predict anything that's about to happen. And that's okay."

"You did more than enough. I'm proud of you." He whispered at the end of his words, almost begging for you to actually listen to him by at this point, you actually looked so out of it.

And so, Nanami held you close to him, just in case. The bitter truth might await you two; he simply couldn't risk it.

You finally gave a small response to him not too long after, wiping your eyes a bit and trying to stay composed. "I'll try."

He's completely trying his best, yet you feel like a selfish, foolish person to act this way-- but you couldn't help it. How you wish to stay 'blinded' by the mere truth; refusal, denial, to face everything after this.

Nanami is so, so patient with you, not once feeling angry at you. The man seemed so understanding that you're currently mentally unstable to even process everything at once, and believe it or not, it actually saddens him to see you this way; even when he might not show it.

Slowly, but surely, he begins to cover your eyes with his hands gently, as if he's trying to shield you from witnessing anything further. One could say this can be seen metaphorically, but it works, at least for now.

"We'll go somewhere, alright? Just me and you."

"Away from here-- anywhere you want."

"Where though..?" You murmur out despite not being able to see anything. But you feel safe, with him. "Is there such a place that we can go?"

"How about the beach, hm?" He suggested in a soothingly sweet tone, brushing his fingers on the side of your face lovingly; his other hand still covering your eyes somehow.

"We get to enjoy the sunset, the crystal clear waters of the beach, the sounds of the waves.. No cursed spirits, no fighting at all."

"And let me guess--" you finally giggled upon realization of his suggestion, "--Malaysia?"

He chuckled at your correct assumption, slowly removing his hand away from your eyes. Now becoming more uncaring of your own surroundings, and a warm smile decorates your features as he caresses your cheeks; eyes not leaving your own.

"We'll go there, okay? Just-- stay close to me."

Everything will be fine.

Just don't turn your head and look behind; you'll be fine.

Don't look back.

Don't look back.

Don't look back--

Silence.

It feels like your own world; everything came crashing down on you at once. It's crushing you so hard that it feels suffocating, your legs feeling heavier with each step you take.

It never happened, did it?

The borders of your senses between your own fantasy and reality becomes blurry, and your eyes widened at the sight in front of you.

"KENTO-!!" You screamed at Nanami's name as he got burned off by Jogo's flames, before being thrown away toward other parts of the abandoned building-- glass shattering almost everywhere that some of it even hit your delicate skin.

Everything was a blur for you after, and silence filled your hearings even just for a split moment. But what you've just witnessed is indeed sending you into a state of pure shock and disbelief.

Reality is often cruel after all. Mercilessly making you as one of the people to witness such a sight.

It feels unreal, and you refuse to believe it. This has to be a dream, and you will wake up from it soon.

But no.

The impact of the throw is so hard that you're now just lying on the ground painfully; struggling to even make a proper stand.

"Must be quite a sight, eh?" Jogo asks out of the blue while a smug smile is plastered on his face, slowly approaching your helpless form.

"How does it feel to see the man; that you looked up to, being burned off? A scenery-worthy picture perhaps?"

With gritted teeth, you spat at him with all your strength left rather quickly. "FUCK YOU JUST FUCK OFF!!" All your pent up anger and frustration filled those words up with no hesitation. The audacity-

"Is that all you can do?" He mocks you, a loud laughter following after. "You're so weak."

"A time waster. This is getting boring anyway."

He then proceeded to burn you off just like what he did to Nanami without any mercy being spared.

imma just sleep i got sleepy after wrote this- :p

© 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚜.

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[ystrike1]

The Strongest Characters in the World are Obsessed With Me - By Zion (7.5/10)

Are you tired of seeing the same harem over and over? Are you too chicken to try something that's actually different at the same time? Well, look no further. This otome fantasy is just dark enough. Just well written enough and just pretty enough to give you what you want. The endgame love interest is the most predictable choice though.

Dahlia Pesteros has a bad feeling. She's the daughter of a loveless but rich noble family. Technically, she's favored over her brother. Life is good, but then she gets hit with a bunch of weird memories.

She realizes that she's in an otome game. A dark one with no real happy ending. Dahlia's elder brother is the final boss. A handsome villain that gets executed. One of the many things the heroine must face. Hikan, that great evil, hates Dahlia. Why? Well he is a Trancendental. A type of special magic user with ultimate power. Transcendentals are why the Frederick Empire is as strong as it is. Unfortunately, power comes with some drawbacks in this universe. Transcendentals don't live long. They rarely make it to old age. Transcendentals are smart, strong, pretty...and lonely, jaded, and unstable. Imagine being loved because you're a weapon. That's the kind of thing that would drive anyone crazy. Transcendentals that lose control have to be put down like dogs. Raising one is a complex process...but Hikans parents sent him away. Dahlia is the "normal" daughter her parents wanted. They sent Hikan away, and ignored their cute daughter to boot. Hikan is still envious though, because their mother did hate him.

She called Dahlia a blessing, even though her second pregnancy killed her.

When Hikan returns from the exile his own mother imposed he has bad news. Father is dead. Dahlia doesn't react at all, because Father totally sucked. He wasn't affectionate with either of them, so the two siblings try to move on. Transcendentals are suspicious of others, and they are naturally cold. They're less emotional. So, Dahlia acts cute. She knows Hikan will kill her if she pisses him off. From there a delicate balancing act begins. In the beginning the siblings don't like each other. Dahlia wants to sell off her jewels and leave the country, but then the author dedicates about 20 chapters to believeable scenes. Believeable, gradual moments. By chapter 40 we know Hikan is a dangerous and lonely teenager desperate for validation. He's desperate enough to run the Pesteros family at the age of 16. It is admirable, even if he isn't always pleasant or happy. Dahlia gradually starts to care for her brother, and she worries about his deadly future. Where he gets executed and dies obsessed with a heroine that doesn't love him back.

Dahlia has a surrogate mom. Duchess Mary. The only person who visited when her parents started neglecting her. Mary is a Trancendental. No Trancendental can be turned away, so Mary visits the little girl often. Dahlia is still...a child. She has some past life memories, but no attachments to her other life. She needs Mary as an emotional support. Mary has a rough life. Her husband's dead. Her face was burnt and oh no...she's fodder.

Yup. The kind duchess is just a background character in the original story. Her Trancendental rage and slaughter ignites the main plot. Dahlia doesn't let her die. Dahlia can heal Trancendentals with her touch.

That's a big deal.

The Emperor hides her ability, because it could destabilize the nation. You see, Trancendentals live in constant pain. Power comes with a very high cost. Dahlia makes that cost 0. With her by your side you're a God.

My biggest problem with this series is the old heroine. Adalicia is not magical. She was the heroine of a DARK otome game where nothing gets fixed and everybody is crazy. She's only posing as a noble woman. She's actually an assassin. Not a meek lady. She becomes Dahlia's lady in waiting. Adalicia witnesses Dahila in action...and that's it. She becomes a supportive lady in waiting....there's no real reason for her to exist. She's kind of the lesbian option in the harem I guess??? She's obsessive like all the men but...um...she feels kinda pointless. She just babysits Dahila sometimes. She adores Dahila blindly.

It gets a bit boring.

This is how relevant she feels in a nutshell.

(Also rip my favorite character design. He's a side character. Bummer.)

The finale for season 1 is really, really good. It introduces the love interest in a really fun way. It shows off Hikans character development AND it establishes how fucked up the Trancendentals really are. You awaken around age 19 or 20. During that time you literally go insane. Hikan feels aggressively possessive of Dahlia. He almost accidentally kills her.

The second prince, Cedric, saves her. Cedric is good, but he's kind of boring. He feels...like the main guy in a harem. He has his moments, and flaws. He likes to go on adventures without telling the Emperor. He hates people. No really. Like most Trancendentals he has very little empathy. When Dahila puts her life on the line for Hikan he falls for her. He doesn't know about her powers. He genuinely likes her. That's great. It's nice when the main character doesn't get love solely because of their special powers.

Meldon is an illegitimate son who rises to power after he becomes a Trancendental.

(He's obsessed with Dahila.)

This is Duchess Mary's son.

That means he's the nice guy option.

(He's obsessed with Dahila.)

The Trancendentals are going to fight over her, because of her powers. It's inevitable. The last two harem members get added in season two, which feels like a slap. You and I know they're just there to pad the run time. Cedric changes his personality to be more appealing to Dahlia. No, literally. He does homework and he learns how to pretend to be nice. He puts in effort, but season two already feels weak as paper. The author is definitely milking this plot. I honestly think it should have ended after the finale fight. Like, with Cedric proposing and an engagement.

But we can't do that. This is an otome story, and we have to pretend and act like we don't know Cedric is her future husband.

#yandere #male yandere #yandere male #yandere boy #recommendations #recs #rec #recommended #webtoon #otome isekai #otome #shoujo #The Strongest Characters in the World are Obsessed With Me

[yanderes-galore]

For the new requests, could I ask you to do a Transformers Animated Blitzwing concept

Sure! I'll try to keep it vague for darling. Sorry if something is OOC, still very new to the series. Hope I still get his character right :)

Yandere! TF:A! Blitzwing Concept

Pairing: Romantic/Platonic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Multiple personalities I guess? (It's Blitzwing, I would think that's expected), Obsession, Stalking, Manipulation, Jealousy, Violence, Murder mention, Forced partnership, Kidnapping.

First of all, Blitzwing has three alters.

An icy strategist.

A short-tempered hothead.

Lastly, a random nutcase.

Each persona would play a role into his obsession with his darling.

He's also pretty powerful, being able to become a tank, jet, and robot.

There's no doubt Blitzwing would prove to be dangerous to you.

You'll also notice him talking to himself alot.

It is shown he can have conversations with himself.

They usually involve you.

His obsession most likely makes Blitzwing unable to focus at the start.

This is because how it starts is usually with one persona.

Then it spreads to the others over time.

His strategist persona does most of the planning.

He doesn't express much in terms of affection but he is the most put together.

This persona plans most of the stalking, kidnapping, manipulation, etc towards his darling.

He essentially does most of the thinking in the obsession.

Hopefully the other personas go along with his plans.

Then there's the more aggressive and hotheaded personality.

This persona tends to be more in charge of his jealousy and violence.

If Blitzwing is angered or jealous then you'll see his hotheaded side more.

His strategist personality makes his jealousy more controlled so really they both work on this when it comes to plotting murders.

His random persona is the most affectionate one and very unreadable.

While Blitzwing is in this mode you'll be smothered in affection more than the other two.

The question is... do the personas fight over you?

Most likely yes... at least the strategist and short-tempered one do.

The more random persona just doesn't care.

If Blitzwing can trap you in him or not if you were a human, maybe?

That tends to be when you hear him talk to himself.

He's arguing....

We don't see many Decepticons have humans in them so that's up to speculation.

You probably don't want to be in him anyways.

He's unstable and jet/tank mode conflict too often to be safe.

He can't take chances.

Blitzwing probably doesn't mind being given/forcing affection out of you.

The strategist tolerates it and expects it if he orders it.

"It's good you're obedient. Unlike some bots...."

The hotheaded persona is rather aggressive with taking affection from you.

"About time! I've been waiting for this moment!"

The random persona adores affection no matter how he gets it.

"Oooh! You like me too, don't you!? I knew it!"

Blitzwing would abduct you, when it happens varies.

It can be a long while of stalking before he takes you.

Or almost right away once he gets jealous.

You'll never be able to predict him or his obsession.

Decepticons are skilled in manipulation and lies, he'd probably threaten his darling around at times.

Or ask you to dance... honestly depends.

Blitzwing also doesn't mind a bit of murder.

Humans fall easily to his attacks...

Autobots will be sent offline if they had anything to do with you.

Decepticons? It'll be harder but he'll figure something out.

You need to be on your toes around him.

He'll go from forcing you to be obedient to cooing over how cute you are.

The scariest part of Blitzwing is the fact he's unpredictable.

That and the fact he can work with himself enough to find you if you escape him.

He's a Decepticon fast on land and the air.

He'd freeze your road to escape or blow something up to block the way.

Even if he's unstable at times, he'll still able to outsmart you.

He tries not to harm you, but if he does it's by accident.

The best way to escape is to make his personalities fight against each other.

Even then he'll quickly pull himself together if it meant keeping you...

With Blitzwing... you have to adapt as you go.

#yandere transformers animated #yandere transformers #yandere tfa blitzwing #yandere blitzwing

[thyfleshc0nsumed]

I really hope I can build my own strange kinky queer family someday, thanks for sharing parts of yours! It’s sexy but also heart warming?

This is legitimately so sweet. It honestly made me tear up a little

It's weird it kinda just... Happened. I met my sweetie 5 years ago now. We met on Grindr and she brought over some drinks and I was like "oh if you're at the grocery store, can you pick me up some milk." We dated for about six months and stopped seeing each other cuz life kinda got in the way. We saw each other a handful of times over the next two years and when I moved I asked if she could help, which she did. I hadn't even realized that I had moved less than 10 mins away from where she lives (she always came to me when we were dating)

I was still madly in love with her (tbh I'm realizing that she was really my first love) and she knew she couldn't give me what I wanted from her and she told me that. I needed a couple months to feel my feelings (and also get footing in my sobriety) before I was ready to be friends. Late fall of 2022 we started hanging out sometimrs again, and then probably spring ish of 2023 I met her Daddy. She started modeling some leather for me not long after I started doing it, but it wasn't until that spike strap photoshoot in ~ Oct 2023 that things got weird in some fun ways. That was like the first time I feel like I really domd her in a way that wasn't just for the camera. Since then, it's been a rollercoaster of constantly developing so many dynamics. She's my sweetie, she's my lover, she's my auntie, she's my sub, she's my best friend, she's so many things to me.

Her and her Daddy started dating like spring of 2022 and I was maaaaad jealous, I projected allllll my insecurities onto him, despite never having met him. The first time we hung out one on one was in late July of 2023 where we went and saw a screening of a porno. After that I think we saw each other at tranny takeover nights at one of the local cruising bars and just started hanging out in group and solo settings. He's truly one of my best friends in the world, and the brother I never got to have

I met his husband (the rabbit) not too long after and we've gotten really close too. One of the most insightful people I've had the pleasure to meet in my little time on this earth. Such a profoundly compassionate person who consistently challenges me to be kinder and gentler with myself. Theyre witty without ever being unkind, and goddamn can they carry a bit. Also they're really fucking good at pointing out when I'm letting ppl be transmisogynistic towards me cuz they're hot lmfao.

I met the femme, the rabbit's girlfriend at the rabbits birthday party last November. She's such a delightful presence and really admire how strongly she stands by her values. I remember a month or two ago, I was on some fuck shit, I don't even remember what, and she was like "hey girl you're on some fuck shit." I respect the hell out of her, and am so glad she's in our weird little crew

I didn't realize what we had was a family until recently. It was a lot of things tbh but I think it was this moment I had in January that really showed me. I was having the worst mental health moment I had had in probably a year. I was feeling so unstable. I was out and I was feeling impulsive. I was planning on either going and getting fucked by some guys at the cruising bar or getting in the lake with my clothes on. The daddy told me to come over cuz I clearly wasn't okay. I did. By the time I got to their spot it was probably 11p and I was nonverbal. The rabbit made me a bagel. The daddy got me a stuffed animal to squeeze. It was probably 45 minutes before I got even a single word out. And they were fine with that. They didn't pressure me to talk, but they didn't ignore me either. They let me be with them the way I needed to be. And when I was ready to talk, I was met with such compassion and emotional intelligence and love. I was taken care of in ways a family does.

Idk. This was long. And maybe over share y. I just. I fucking love these people so much and it kinda all spilled out.

#family #hi lil brother #hi auntie #also just using the monikers from the photo account to preserve a little anonymity

[cloudycleric]

hi a wip for my fic ive been writing for over a year (we reached 20k words today (im not even halfway done))

Will looked down at the table. What to do, what to do… He had effectively trapped themselves in the café.

Mike looked around as the two sat in silence for a couple of seconds. Finally, he asked, “Do you want to go to the game store with me?”

“Now?” Will asked.

“Yeah,” Mike replied. “It’s just across the street.”

“But it’s still raining,” he pointed out. “We don’t have an umbrella.”

“So?”

“So,” Will continued, “we’ll get drenched.”

Mike thought about this. “Not if we run.”

“But then we’ll slip and fall and eat shit.”

“I’ll catch you.”

“What if you don’t catch me?”

“I will.”

A pause.

“What if we get hit by a car?”

“Then we can sue the shit out of the driver.”

“But what if we die?”

“Then we go to heaven and spend the rest of eternity with each other,” Mike said, “and we can go back to the Estate as ghosts and haunt it till my dad goes crazy.”

Will smiled. He knew it was dumb and illogical, but Mike had refuted all of his points. He sighed. “Okay.”

Mike beamed. “Yes. Yes. Awesome.”

The two boys stood under the awning as they tried to both muster up the courage to run across the street and calculate the perfect moment to sprint. Will looked nervously at Mike, but he was too busy concentrating on the road. Will supposed Mike didn’t get to do things like this very often.

“Okay, I think we’re clear,” Mike said, eyes glued to the street. He held out his hand, expecting Will to take it.

Will hesitantly took his hand.

“I’ll countdown, so you know when to start running,” Mike explained, watching cars pass by, splashing the puddles collecting on the sides of the street.

This really wasn’t that big of a deal, and the longer that Will sat outside and watched the normal cars in this normal town drive normally through rain, the more silly it felt. It’s not even like the cars were going fast, he guessed that maybe they were going thirty-five miles per hour at most. But Mike was too focused, and plus he told Will to hold his hand, and Will would never turn down a Mike Wheeler hand-holding opportunity.

“Okay,” Will said.

“And that way, I’ll catch you if you fall and we can keep running, and if push comes to shove I can drag you across the street.”

“Yeah, like you could drag me—”

“Okay-three-two-one-go!!” Mike said in a blur, and suddenly a strong force was dragging him out from under the awning and into the pouring rain. Mike lept of the curb and into the street, pretty gracefully, which Will found surprising. His feet made a big splash under him that drenched Will’s pants as he struggled behind him. He most definitely was going to eat shit at this rate, his footing still awkward and his other arm wobbling behind him.

“Oh shit,” Will said, trying to catch up.

“A car’s coming!” Mike said like he was three years old playing pretend at a playground.

But the street wasn’t that long, and at this point the pair was at the other end, nearing the sidewalk. That didn’t mean that Will had his balance, however. As Mike reached the gutter, he let go of Will (making him even more unstable). Then he swiftly turned around, grabbing Will’s hand again and his arm as he tried to stabilize him. His catch turned into what was half a hug, half an awkward hold. But it worked—Will didn’t fall.

“See, I told you I would catch you,” Mike said, still holding Will. Neither boy moved.

Will was extremely flustered at this notion, as one would most likely be if they were in this situation with their own crush, but what Will was more focused on finding out was whether or not Mike felt the same static that he did. When Will looked at Mike’s eyes, he didn’t see that feeling on his face. But what he did see was Mike’s big goofy grin, a pure joy. They both laughed, rain still falling around them, making their efforts to run across the street pointless as they both started getting drenched.

Neither one of them cared.

#byler #stranger things #will byers #mike wheeler #my writing

[maoam]

I have a question why Toji wanted to be a hitman he was handsome, strong and intelligent could he be something else I never understood that

The child who is not embraced by the village will burn it down to feel its warmth. - African Proverb

Kishimoto and Gege seem to have the same mindset on how much love and empathy or the lack of them can impact a person. Think about how Kishimoto wrote Gaara and Naruto.

Gege said Toji became unstable while living in the Zenin household due to the abuse he suffered. He received his scar when he was young after the Zenin clan threw him into the disciplinary pit of cursed spirits. He was also told by the Zenin clan that his life had no value and this idea stayed in his mind and became the curse that haunted him for the rest of his life. And we must remember he had no one when he still lived in the Zenin household unlike Maki and Mai who at least had each other. So he suffered both physical and psychological abuse as well as extreme isolation. Toji only had a brief period when he was a bit more mentally sound due to meeting Megumi's mother. After she died he relapsed and ended up the way he was.

As we see Toji had a gambling problem and he was terrible with money, so he went from woman to woman before Gumimama (how Gege calls Megumi's mom). He also asked his work partner Kong to help with Megumi when he was still lost after the death of Gumimama. He did love Megumi and he tried to take care of him but unfortunately it was not enough. He thought Megumi with his talent would be better off in the Zenin clan than with him. His actions generally aren't the ones of someone normal. That's also why he forgot Megumi when Kong asked about him.

It's not that hard to understand Gege's storytelling and paneling and that Toji copes with thinking he doesn't care, repeating this thought over and over again. But it did hurt him that he wasn't fit to take care of Megumi. Both times when he died, his last thoughts were about Megumi. Gege also made two scenes in the same arc where someone who is not in control of his body comes to his senses for a moment because of their strong feelings towards someone who is alive. With Geto, who strangled Kenjaku after Gojo told him to wake up. And with Toji, when he recognised Megumi. He was happy finding out Megumi was a Fushiguro and not a Zenin, and killed himself so he wouldn't hurt Megumi. Even his eyes went back to normal and he smiled.

Just like he loved Megumi but didn't have the ability to take care of him in a way which would have kept Megumi in normal condition, he didn't have the ability to live a normal life like getting a normal job. He was simply too damaged and mentally unsound.

Toji was also known as the Sorcerer killer, and this has to do with how he was seen as not having any worth by his clan due to his lack of cursed energy. His brutal actions as an assassin result from his dejection towards the jujutsu world as he attempts to spite it. So he defied fate by killing sorcerers who were supposedly better than him, to get back at the Zenin clan. Even after his fight with Geto, he mocked him for the fact that a "monkey like me" could defeat him and Gojo. As I mentioned, after meeting Gumimama Toji stopped gambling and also stopped hunting sorcerers.

Gojo as the strongest, the six eyes, represented the world that had shunned Toji since his birth. During his fight with Gojo, Toji's instincts were telling him to run away, but his pride and his intense need to spite the jujutsu world and the Zenin clan made him ignore all of it, and this cost him his life. In the end, he lost to his inner demons and wasn't freed from the Zenin curse. However, him entrusting Megumi to Gojo paid off. Finding out his son was a Fushiguro, he found some peace of mind. And we know Maki took care of the Zenin clan as a sort of a second Toji.

The only time we see Toji express himself in a way that has nothing to do with violence, it's towards Megumi. Praising Megumi for being able to free himself from the Zenin clan. During his last moments, he was always thinking about his child, his 'blessing'.

#anon #toji fushiguro

[haunted-xander]

She was hungry- no, scratch that, she was starving. And tired. She felt about ready to collapse any moment now. Sadly, it's not as easy to find safe spaces for rest or edible foods as it is in video games. At least those games have taught her a few tips for survival.

The sound of screaming and crying nearby snap her out of her thoughts, alerting her to danger. The sound seems to be coming from the abandoned grocery store up ahead. I guess someone was looking for food and got in trouble... Not wasting any more time, she quickly dashed towards the grocery store to see what's going on.

Standing in front of the pried open doors, she heard a vaugely familiar voice cry out. "I-I-I'm sorry! I d-didn't mean t-to get in the way! I-I'll leave and I promise n-not to tell anyone, s-so please let me go!" Gruff, unstable laughter burst at the poor victims plead for mercy. "AHAHAHA you really think we're just gonna let a delectible little coward like you go? I don't give a shit about you tellin' anybody about us, it's not like I can't handle some weak-ass bastards." The scraping of metal pipes dragging across the floor was almost enough to make her cover her ears, but the sound of a body scurrying backwards and hitting the wall kept her alert.

"W-what do you want from me then?! I don't have anything to give you, no money, no food, no nothing! J-just let *sob* m-me go alre-ready" The victim broke out into loud sobs, no longer able to hold back the tears. "What, you cryin' already? Man, what a total wuss! If this is all it takes to get 'im crying his eyes out, then he won't even last a minute of what I've got planned!" One of the attackers cracked his knuckles, preparing to grab and restrain the victim.

Having had enough of this harrassment, Chiaki grabbed the pipe holding the doors open and rushed inside the store, quickly hitting the nearest attacker over the head and knocked him unconscious. The two other attackers turned to her, but before they could ready themselves to strike, she kicked one of their legs in and wacked the pipe into the others abdomen. She then hit them over their heads as well to make sure they didn't get up.

The victim -who she could now identify as Ryota Mitarai- looked up at her with a shocked yet hopeful expression. "N-Na-Nanami-san...?" A small smile graced her face, but quickly switched back to a determined look. "...Wait a moment. We shouldn't start talking until these guys are properly taken care of." Chiaki gestured to the unconscious attackers, hoping Ryota would understand what she meant. When he gave a nod in reply, she glanced around the store for... "...Hey hey, Mitarai-kun. ...You don't have any rope or anything on you, do you?" Surprised for a moment, he thought for a second, "A-ah, um, n-no I don't have any on me... B-but! I-I saw some down the aisle on the... l-left, I think." Nodding her thanks, Chiaki went down the mentioned aisle and quickly located the ropes. Taking a few with her, she hurried back to the entrance and tied up the attackers.

"...Yep, that should do. Now they can't cause more trouble even if they wake up." She turned back to Ryota, who she noticed was still shaking despite being much calmer than earlier. "...So, Mitarai-kun. It's been a while, hasn't it? It's good to see you again. ...Even if the circumstances could be better."

"Y-yeah... It's good to see you too... Nanami-san." Awkward silence filled the room, as neither knew what to say to the other. If this where a visual novel, my dialouge options might be something like... [ Comfort: Hey, it'll be okay. I'll protect you! ] Or... [ Casual: What a way to start a class reunion, right? ] Or maybe... [ Serious: We should go gather some food. It's gonna be tough out there, but at least we've got each other now, right? ] ...If only I knew Mitarai-kun better...

The growling of her stomach snapped her out of her thoughts. "...Well, I guess we should get some food first, huh?" Mitarai finally stood up from the wall and approached her. "Y-yeah, I guess we should." Ryota Mitarai has joined your party!

#shes not alone now! yay! #i dont know how to write action-y scenes so sorry if it flows weirdly #also the file name for the fic part was 'getting violent for ryota' which i thought was funny #chiaki nanami #ryota mitarai #remnant searcher chiaki au #danganronpa #super danganronpa 2 #sdr2 #danganronpa 3 #dr3 #art #my art #xanders art #xanders haunting art #digital art #fan art #fic #fanfic #fanfiction #cw blood #tw blood

[elliequeen777]

Soo, today it came to my mind this dream I had like a year ago. I remember I was reading something about Damian Wayne and the Bat-family, an his character really caught my attention so I did a bit of research and found out that there is not a lot of people who like him. And I get it, he is not precisely original or charismatic and his arcs are very weird. But something that I found very interesting was the fact that every single time he has a very tragic ending, like super dramatic. He's some short of sacrificial lamb, the only way he becomes a "true" hero is by sacrificing himself. Because, for some rason, there is no way he grows up as a happy, semi-stable, sensible person. I remember thinking that was really depressing, is like he is destined to be an unstable, unhappy kid forever.

I also remember comparing his situation with some other characters that had gone through a similar situation than him, like the other robins, Cass, Raven, Terra (the one from the animated series) and even Bucky Barnes (from the comics) and Natasha. One thing led to the other and I started wondering how different could be the life of Damian if he was on the Marvel universe, specially since they are experts on rescuing children from assassin's schools (Natasha and Bucky have done it at least twice each and there is a lot more arcs around it even in the MCU, if you ask me, a little too many times, I really hope we're done with that trope).

And then I fall asleep, I don't remember the whole dream now, but I remember two things clearly: 1) Natasha was in Gotham City and 2) she was friends with Alfred. When I woke up I tried to make sense to all the information and finally I came up with a story.

I had this on the back of my brain since last Christmas and I never came to anything more than just the idea. So I resolved to put this in here and see if someone else is willing to take this idea and make something with it. If not at least I'll get it out of my mind. So please don't judge me too harsh.

Here we go:

Valerie and Franklin Richards have combined their super-abilities to create some sort of spaceship that can jump to every multiverse. Fascinated with their discovery they want to make some sort of map of the multiverse. But soon they realize that only the two of them don't give avast to such a big task. They need explorers that can help them track record of every single universe, and they have to choose them carefully. One of the chosen ones is Natasha Romanoff, who's well known for her clean and discreet work, the spy, willing to take a break of her crazy life, accepts the invitation with enthusiasm. That's how she gets to land in Earth 2, there she meets a young Alfred and their friendship starts (they keep in touch somehow).

Time passes, and at some point Nat finds herself in Gotham city again, for business. She's staying with Alfred who introduces her to Bruce and Damian. At some moment she has a conversation with Bruce where she ends up revealing something about her past in the red room. He is very intrigued by that and starts asking som questions, but she is not very comfortable sharing more information with him, so he tells her about Damian, he's very worried for his kid's future, and doesn't know how to help the kid. She sympathizes with him, but is still reluctant to open about her past and tells him that the best he can do is to love his kid and show him he cares (very basic but helpful advice, I specifically recall this dialogue: "It's great you are trying to help, Bruce, but we are not a club of «reformed trained assassins», we are not precisely happy to find more people like us").

Bruce keeps thinking about that conversation and gets to the conclusion that Damian needs someone like Nat to guide him in his healing journey. So he goes to her and asks her a favor: to please help his son. Natasha is not very sure about getting involved, but after a long conversation with Alfred and Bruce, they decide to let Damian go with Nat to her universe for three days, she will show the kid her life and the life of other "reformed trained assassins".

So that's what happens, Bruce tells Damian he's going to learn new spy skills with a professional and then leaves him in Nat's hands. They travel to the Marvel universe and Damian learns that fate is not written and that he can have whatever life he wants.

And that's it, this is all I came up with. I will really appreciate to know your thoughts about this, so please say something. Anyway thank you for reading this shit. ❤️

#this was supposed to be a reflexion on the “kid trained to kill” trope #I feel like some writers don't understand the complexity of this type of characters #but writing is a struggle to me #so i never do anything with this kind ofthoughts #natasha romanoff #damian wayne #alfred pennyworth #black widow #robin #bruce wayne #marvel universe #crossover #fanfic #dc comics #dc universe #fanfic ideas #marvel comics

[jinx-you-owe-me]

PART 24

of the dfk audiobook translation

@cnka

Kids all cheering „Uli! Uli! Uli!“

Narrator (audiobook): He’s made it.

Kids clapping and cheering

Matze, yelling: „Uli, you showed everybody!!“ Uli: „I did it!!“

Applause from the kids. The Externs look at each other.

Uli: „Yes!!“

Even Robert claps impressedly. He moves to leave.

Uli: „The wall is mine!“

Narrator (audiobook): Jo confidently walks up to Ruda.

Jo: „Kirchberg is just ours now. Or so I’ve heard.“ Ruda: „What?! Forget it.“ Jo: „Hä, hello, he's up there, or isn’t he.“ Sebi: (scoffs) „But he was secured, it doesn’t even count then!“

The Internals and Externs start arguing.

Narrator (audiobook): And again a fight has broken out between the Internals and Externs. Not a physical one this time, but the kids are yelling so loudly that Uli catches everything from above. He carefully steps forward to get a picture of the situation. But then… he steps on an unstable roof tile and falls down head first.

A gasp.

A crush as the roof tile breaks on the ground.

Narrator (audiobook): The tile falls off the roof, in front of the feet of the arguing pack, who immediately look up.

Screams and gasps. Someone, it might be Matze, yells: „Uli!“

Narrator (audiobook): He hangs helplessly on his rope. But the knot loosens and Uli is in free fall. His small body crashes onto the concrete.

Narrator (audiobook): Matze rushes to his friend.

Matze, weepily: „No, Uli, are you okay?“ Nichtraucher, yelling: „No touching!!“ (tone lowered, but still tense) „No touching.“

Narrator (audiobook): Robert is immediately on hand too.

Nichtraucher: „Uli? Can you hear me?“

muffled sounds of talking in the distance - this is kind of from Ulis PoV. ("We fucked up!" "That wasn't our fault!" "It is, we cheered him on!")

Narrator (audiobook): Uli is unconscious - he’s bleeding from his mouth and nose.

Nichtraucher, muffled: „We need an ambulance, quick.“

Loud gasp/sob from Uli when he catches conciousness for a brief moment before drifting off again

SCENE CHANGE

Narrator (audiobook): Shortly after, Martina, Jo and Matze are sitting in the hospital waiting for news about their friend. Herr Bökh joins.

Bökh: „Kids! There you are. How could that happen?“ Matze: „He planned it all so well!“ Martina: „He simply slipped.“

Bökh: „But why did he even climb up there?“ Jo: „He wanted to conquer Kirchberg.“ Bökh: „Pardon?“ Jo: „The legend says that the town will belong to the one who makes it onto the city wall.“ Bökh: „Somebody just made that up! That’s complete nonsense.“ Jo and Matze, incredulous: „What??“

Narrator (audiobook): Justus Bökh sees Robert coming out of the Intensive Care Unit.

Bökh, quietly: „What are you doing here?“ Nichtraucher: „I happened to be there.“ Bökh: „Yes, and? How- how is he?“ Nichtraucher: „He’s broken his leg and has a few contusions. He‘ll have to spend the holidays here, but it’s nothing that will last.“

The kids sigh in relief. Martina squeezes Jo's hand.

Bökh: „Thank God.“ Nichtraucher, to the kids: „Come on! You can see him.“

Narrator (audiobook): Our friends don’t need to be told twice. They run off.

Justus lets out a tense sigh.

Narrator (audiobook): Robert talks to Justus.

Nichtraucher: „It should never have come to this.“

Bökh: „How dare you accuse me like that?“ Bökh: „You’ll go back to your old wagon now, put your feet up, while day for day i fight to give these children a home and keep them from nonsense like exactly that.“

Bökh: (breathes in shakily) „I need to inform the parents now.“

Narrator (audiobook): Justus turns around and leaves. Unfortunately he doesn’t hear what Robert has to reply.

Nichtraucher: „…That’s not what I meant.“

SCENE CHANGE

Narrator (audiobook): Thank God Uli is lively again. He’s happy about his sick visit.

Uli: „This time I showed everyone, didn’t I?“ Martina: „That you’re brave? You could definitely say that." Matze: „And totally stupid! You can completely forget Sylt now.“ Uli: „But now Kirchberg is just mine! Cool!“ Jo: „…That was just a joke. A few people made it up back then.“ Uli: „Aw, man. :(“

#das fliegende klassenzimmer #dfk 2023 audiobook translation #das fliegende klassenzimmer 2023 #dfk #mine #i will in fact include every little moment between martina and jo #im pushing the agenda #also they do show uli bleeding in the movie but i decided to leave that out #its not graphic or anything but i figured some people might not want to see injuries #and its not necessary so

[abrushwithdeath]

@thcangriestboy It happened so fast. He knew it was an accident. Just a brush of skin while he and Rogue were alone out on the grounds. They were always careful, too careful. They weren't even *doing* anything that would mean a likelihood of touching. He knew it only took a second. He'd felt a little queasy, but hoped Rogue wouldn't be hit with much, some light telekinesis, maybe. Minor telepathy. It could be fun, right? "My dad says it's a bad idea to just go to the astral plane while your powers - or my powers - are unstable. We'll just ride it out here. Are you -- Are you feeling okay?" He asked tentatively.

She felt like it was her fault. She'd not been paying attention, talking, and almost tripped. It shouldn't have constituted more than a laugh. But David had reached out to grab her arm, to steady her, and all it took was the brush of a finger against the barely exposed skin at her wrist...

She heard what he was saying, but, for just a moment, he felt distant. That wasn't entirely unusual after her powers had kicked in. A bit of disorientation was normal, though it usually came with longer contact than the brief second they'd shared. She just had to blink it away, welcome herself back to the present. Are you feeling okay? "Yeah." She assured him. It was the truth. She felt fine. Well, as fine as she could feel when she was still worried she'd hurt him. "Yeah, no, yeah... I'm fine." Clearly David was too. He was talking to her. He was checking on her. Maybe she hadn't really taken anything from him at all. That would be the best case scenario, right? "Yer a'right?" She asked, tossing the question back his way just to be sure. Even if he seemed okay, she couldn't not check on him.

Except that concern was short lived because, rather suddenly, she was well aware that something was wrong. The voices started first. The thing was- Rogue was used to hearing voices of other people in her head, she heard them all the time. But most of those, aside from a stray few that she had stolen too much from, were almost... static. They repeated the same things a lot, like NPCs in a shitty video game. A student reciting facts for a history test. A man worried his wife would find out about his affair. One spoke lewd thoughts. Another was caught in prayer. She knew them each by face, by sound, and she knew how their voices would cycle in and out of a one-person conversation until they eventually faded from her forever. This was not that. It felt so different, in fact, that she paused to look around them, as if anticipating the voices were coming from elsewhere. From a person hiding in a tree nearby. Or slinking across the ground. But there was no one. Just her and David. They had to be from somewhere though.

In hindsight, she should have realized that she'd maybe taken something from him after all- some symptoms of his illness. But she hadn't experienced them before herself. Her only basis for what he endured was, well, what he said. What little he explained. So then, why should it have occurred to her, in this moment, that what she was hearing (or seeing) wasn't entirely real? Eyes still darting about, searching, she grabbed at David's wrist. Her gloved fingers held a little tighter than she should have. Despite being a girl who wasn't really scared of much, she looked borderline terrified. "I don't think we're alone..." She told him quietly, so that she wouldn't be overheard. Someone was out there with them. That was the only explanation. And it made all the more sense when she thought she saw something out of the corner of her eye, head whipping to the right to search for it to no avail. "We should go... go back inside... somethin's not right..."

#thcangriestboy #((Starting off slow w/ voices because she's used to hearing voices and think she kind of gets it but SHE DOESN'T. #She's pretty sure they made it out of that skin contact without her taking anything from him but- she's very wrong xD)) #((Also- feel free to throw ideas at me! Things that plague him most commonly and such! #Since it's HIS illness she's taken and is living with for the moment I think it would make sense for similar symptoms etc #stuff that David could be like ''Okay I know what she's going through right now and how to handle it- more or less'' lol)) #((Also also- correct me on stuff if you need to! I've never written it before so zero experience here;;))

[bamboobrat]

succession s4 e6 recap: bite me

happy international workers day, girlies!!

let's celebrate by watching billionaires be responsible for multiple SEC violations!

the bitch is back.

shitting on his children even from beyond the grave.

the video in question: logan speaking of their new product, living+, which will play a surprisingly large role in this episode, given we've never heard of it before.

shiv has a private jet rendezvous with mattson. they both excel at flirting:

mattson: we're buddies, can we talk? shiv: no, maybe i fucking hate you.

true romance<3

mattson tells her about the CE-bros and their little freakout on the mountain, which is the opposite of what her brothers eventually tell her during the meeting with the inner circle.

ken and rome, still adamant about tanking the deal, tell them that elon musk mattson is unstable and druggy etc etc etc --

somehow, i don't think any of them are buying it.

shiv sure as shit doesn't buy their bs.

this is the comeback i've been waiting for.

roman immediately makes his sadboy face and asks for a hug, because all he wants is love, but my heart is starting to harden. he is truly in his flop era this episode.

shiv pencils in 20 minutes in her calendar to cry.

i love you, shiv roy. ilysm, but you will never be holly hunter from broadcast news.

cry-time is briefly interrupted by making out with the future ex-husband she absolutely hates.

we've all been there.

roman has to deal with hollywood.

he is not pleased.

i can sense the utter distain jesse armstrong has for hollywood through my screen.

the hollywood exec pushes one of roman's buttons (lots of them lately) and he fires her in a way that reminds me of logan, but also doesn't. i have a feeling logan would send "the help" to do the dirty work for him?

roman's firing spree begins. we all know where this is headed.

kendall is being annoying.

asking too much and telling your staff they can never say no?

just a regular day for me, working with politicians.

also, a fucking minefield in terms of sexual harassment, don't we think?

anyway, he wants to play house on stage and fudge the numbers and be the cringiest of cringe. let kendall be kendall, i guess.

tom and shiv hook up twice in this episode????

unrealistic.

also they bite each other.

i shouldn't have to elaborate on that.

ken and rome are still working on their "tank the deal" plan and so far the road ahead seems very realistic and not at all like the potential symptom of bipolar disorder.

for once, greg is of use and summarizes their strategy pretty well:

bla bla bla business talk bla bla bla i don't care.

roman contemplates his own mortality, as one does, and thinks there should be some other option.

death is, after all, very much one-size-fits-all.

and where does he want to end up post death, you ask?

inside a tortoise 👀

conveniently, gerri calls him in for a talk to chat to him about some very serious issues, such as:

roman is shocked to know he can't just do whatever the fuck he pleases. but that's what my dad would do, he says, to which gerri responds, but you are not your dad.

i think we've hit another button..........

and gerri, having zero fucks left to give, does not hold back.

uh oh.

and thus, roman's firing spree continues.

i'm broken.

and also mad.

i know there are probably some readers of this recap not entirely obsessed with romangerri (but really, do you exist?!), but i just have to say, please endulge me.

we're just over halfway through the season and gerri's been fired twice. let me wallow.

kendall, however, is thrilled about this unhinged energy:

"fucking eat greg" is perhaps the funniest thing he's ever said.

meanwhile, after sleeping together, shiv and tom share a heartfelt moment.

just kidding.

tom says he loves money.

how gauche of him.

the set is not up to par for our mate kendall over here, so he morphs into joni mitchell for a short sec:

I'VE LOOKED AT CLOUD FROM BOTH SIDES NOW!

where are the clouds from berlin?? really makes u think:(

luckily, he can fudge the numbers some more to elevate the stock price to distract himself.

the sibs, however, notice his erratic behavior, and shiv convinces rome that this whole presentation is not a good idea.

and despite the eventual outcome, i think they are right, given ken's track record.

karl has a spine conspiracy?????

it feels good having the old guard telling the kiddos how they truly feel.

in the back of his mind, all karl is thinking about is that greek island. that's queen shit.

kendall goes on stage alone, because roman really doesn't want to wear his stupid pilot jacket.

he interacts with a video version of his late dad, which of course shows a man that is so very stable.

best roman quote of the episode: if i cringe any harder i might become a fossil.

gerri agrees, but in a more resigned way:

couples who hate on kendall's speeches together, stay together<3 (this is what denial looks like).

my summary of kendall's presentation: starts out shit, then he pivots into karolina's script and it's fine, and then he plays the dead dad card and we can't really argue with that.

living+ is still a fucking shitshow imo. not sure if i would go as far as mattson, tho:

yikes.

leave it to the swedes to underestimate nazi discourse (please don't come for me swedes, you know).

greg unfortunately has the best line of the episode:

and turns out, it is very much true.

tom channeling his inner oprah was not on my 2023 bingo card.

and they all agreed ken did a great job.

and karl devolves into his usual, spineless self:(

i have a feeling this all means an end to whatever sibling solidarity we've been seeing, given shiv and roman's reactions.

roman comforts himself by listening to what is basically an AI generated clip of his dad saying he has a small penis.

shiv and tom seem to decide to keep it all business, but also not??

it feels more or less like a high school relationship to me at this point. i love it.

and we get a clip of kendall in the water, but he didn't die, so i couldn't use one of my precious screengrabs on that.

you all should probably thank the tumblr gods that they have a 30 image limit on these posts.

see you next week for the afterparty, featuring more scandis for me to make strange references about!

#succession #succession hbo #succession season 4 #succession spoilers #brian cox #logan roy #kendall roy #jeremy strong #shiv roy #sarah snook #gerri kellman #j. smith cameron #karl muller #david rasche #tom wambsgans #matthew macfadyen #roman roy #kieran culkin #nicholas braun #greg hirsch #frank vernon #peter friedman #alexander skarsgard #lukas mattson #hugo baker #fisher stevens

[silverynight]

Comfort omega

<---Previous

Chapter 2

The next day he's back at the office, he does all the paperwork for his last assignment trying not to think too much about Bakugo. Which is contradicting because he's the last alpha he helped calm down yesterday.

Izuku sighs, sitting in front of his computer as he hears his fellow comfort omegas walking around the office. He likes his job, although he still thinks about applying for a position in Hatsume's company; he's always liked to design and make hero suits, he has a couple of ideas already for the pro heroes working at the moment, but he's not sure if his ideas are good enough.

He likes what he does now, because this way, even though he doesn't have a quirk, he can still help people. However, Izuku has never thought about this job as a permanent one due to the fact that it requires the omegas to stay unmated.

It makes sense; the alphas who have snapped or have been consumed by their instincts are very unstable, they wouldn't react very well if they saw a permanent mark or smelled another alpha all over the omega who's trying to comfort them. In the best case scenario, they just completely reject the omega, in the worst they become violent and possessive.

Izuku doesn't want to mate just yet, he hasn't met anyone he wants to spend the rest of his life with, but he's sure he wants to do that eventually. He wants to have a couple of pups as well.

"Good morning!" An omega girl says, smiling happily as she leans over his desk.

She's been working there longer than he has.

"Morning! Are you going out on an assignment today?"

"In a couple of minutes, although there's nothing to worry about, just a couple of nervous alphas. They said it's just a robbery."

Another one. They've been having a lot of those lately.

"Who are the pro heroes?" Izuku asks, curious.

"We still don't know until we get there, Aoyama is coming with me as well!"

Aoyama is a really good comfort omega, he's also a very good friend of Izuku's, they understand each other better than anyone else because they're the only quirkless ones.

"That's not why she's here though, mon ami," Aoyama pops up from behind the girl and pushes her aside to hug the green haired omega and nuzzle against his cheek.

Izuku chuckles, before moving away to see his friend better.

"What is it then?"

"Everyone is talking about your latest assignment. Is it true you got to comfort Dynamight?" She asks, already excited.

"Uhh... Yes, I did," he mumbles, deciding that it's better if no one finds out that the alpha was his childhood friend and bully at some point.

"He didn't hurt you, did he?" She asks, excitement vanishing for a moment to be replaced with concern. Aoyama looks worried too.

"No, of course not!" Izuku says immediately, trying to fight his irritation, he's not sure why it bothers him so much the fact that they believe Bakugo could do something like that. "I know everyone says he's aggressive and maybe he is a bit when he's around villains, but he's not bad like some of people claim he is. He's... He was very kind to me."

"Oh, no! That's worse!" The omega girl says, confusing Izuku for a moment. "I mean I could deal with him being an ass... But him being good and hot is too much for me!"

Both Izuku and Aoyama chuckle at that.

"I hope I get to comfort him next!"

"You shouldn't do that, if you're planning to be serious about him," Izuku finds himself saying suddenly, there's something that makes him feel a little bit sad about the thought, but he pushes those weird feelings aside quickly. "You know we can't get attached to the alphas we're–"

"Pff!" The omega rolls her eyes. "You know that rule has been broken so many times! A couple of omegas have met their perfect matches working here!"

Yes, and some omegas have gotten their hearts broken as well, but Izuku decides not to say that out loud.

"Just be careful..."

"Don't worry about me, Midoriya!" She says before Aoyama pulls her towards the entrance.

"Come on, we need to go," he says before grinning back at Izuku and adding: "I'll see you tonight!"

The green haired omega nods, before turning towards his computer again; Izuku had forgotten for a moment that every week Aoyama and he stay in his house to watch a couple of movies together.

***

Just a couple of hours later, he gets another assignment; there are a few tense pro heroes who just captured three villains trying to kidnap a group of teenage girls.

Sometimes it's not what happens during the battle what affects an alpha, but the suffering of the victims.

Fortunately, Izuku gets enough information from the paramedics to figure out the girls are mostly fine, although they're still nervous and scared. He really hopes they get reunited with their families soon.

"You're a comfort omega, right?"

Izuku turns around and immediately recognizes Red Riot; the omega enjoys reading about pro heroes and knows a couple (maybe a lot) of things about them. He blinks a couple of times, reminding himself he's not there as a fan... He's doing his job.

"Yes," he nods, noticing the sour scent coming from the pro hero. He's obviously sad. "Is it okay if I touch you?"

Instead of a reply, Red Riot spreads his arms and Izuku jumps into the embrace. He makes sure to release a calming scent.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"I prefer not to," the alpha mumbles, looking like he doesn't want to disappoint him.

"It's alright!" Izuku assures him, nuzzling against his cheek; he's glad the alpha is not using his quirk at the moment.

"I can't believe you got yourself the prettiest one, Kirishima!" Pinky rushes towards them, alpha scent getting stronger with every step she takes. "I want him to hug me too!"

She's another pro hero Izuku is a fan of, but he must remain professional so he decides to help her find another omega because he can tell she's tense as well.

"Come here, Ashido!" Red Riot grins, before Izuku can say or do anything. "I don't mind!"

Usually it's not good to comfort two alphas at the same time, especially ones who have gone through a difficult situation, because most alphas are possessive and jealous, even if part of them are aware the omega who's helping them doesn't belong to them.

However, these two seem to be more than okay with sharing, as Izuku finds out a second later when Pinky hugs them both. Suddenly, the omega is trapped in between two alphas who are nuzzling against his cheeks.

"You're the cutest thing I've ever seen!" Pinky mumbles happily against him.

"Thanks," Izuku says, feeling a little bit flustered. When he notices they're feeling better, he starts moving away. "I think we should go now. The paramedics might want to check on you."

They're really nice, Izuku likes them.

***

Both Eijiro and Ashido go back to the agency, feeling way better already. The omega is really good at what he does.

"We should've asked him for his number," Ashido tells him. "I can tell we'd become friends in no time. Maybe we can introduce him to Blasty so he's not grumpy anymore..."

Eijiro tries not to grin at her, he knows exactly what his friend is thinking.

"I believe comfort omegas are not allowed to mate..."

"That's not fair!" Ashido pouts. "Listen, I have a natural matchmaker talent and I can assure you he's the perfect omega for Blasty."

"I wouldn't want to expose that cinnamon roll to Bakugo's temper, that wouldn't be manly at all..."

"I bet Blasty would melt as soon as he saw him. He'd be really soft to him–"

"I'm not sure about that... However, we can't do anything because those omegas can't mate."

Eijiro tries to ignore Ashido's pout and instead focuses on the familiar sound of someone stomping their way towards the break room.

It could only be one person.

Bakugo walks in, looking particularly upset; Eijiro is sure something happened to him a couple of days ago because he's been a little bit grumpier lately.

Suddenly, his head snaps towards Ashido and him before he bares his teeth at them, they hear a growl and suddenly the prime alpha is right in front of them.

"You smell like spring, like endless spring," he snarls, startling them.

"Hey, calm down Blasty! This is not the way to treat your friends!" Ashido narrows her eyes, trying not to growl back at him because it'd make it worse.

The other pro heroes around have started to get tense.

"You mean the omega?" Eijiro blurts out. He knows he still has the scent all over him.

Bakugo gets angrier at that, he's losing control...

"Why do you smell like my Izuku?"

"You mean the comfort omega? Do you know him?"

It seems those two questions were everything Bakugo needed to be himself again. He blinks a couple of times at Ashido, but doesn't give her an answer.

"I'm... sorry," the blond alpha mumbles, looking down. Eijiro knows how difficult is for him to apologize, but he's glad he's making an effort.

"Who's Izuku?"

When Bakugo softens at the mention of the name, Ashido gapes at him, almost in shock.

"The omega you mention... Is he cute, with green hair and emerald eyes?"

Eijiro tries not to smile when his friend uses the word "cute" to describe the omega. He's tempted, but he knows that's not the time to tease his friend about it.

"Yes, the cutest thing ever!" Ashido says, prompting Bakugo to growl again... Oh, he's jealous.

"His name is Midoriya Izuku... He's... He was my childhood friend," Bakugo says, looking at the ground. "Do you have his number? Do you know how I can find him?"

Eijiro shakes his head.

"Have you tried calling the company to get his number?" Ashido asks.

"Yeah... But they won't give it to me... Something about company rules to keep their employees safe," the alpha huffs, looking irritated. "I just want to see him again. I need to make it up to him."

"What are you talking about, Blasty?"

Bakugo takes a deep breath before looking at Ashido, whatever it is he wants to say is obviously bothering him. He looks full of regret for a moment.

"I bullied him when we were in middle school."

Oh. Eijiro understands better now or at least he hopes he does. Although he has the feeling there's another reason why Bakugo wants to see Midoriya again, judging by the way he reacted to smelling the omega's scent on them.

He looks at Ashido and they both silently agree to help their friend find the omega.

***

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