Give me a nice, Wholesome AU™ where Vlad ~somehow~ stops being a super-creep and agrees to mentor Danny– not because he wants to marry his mom and make him his son, but because he genuinely just wants to help another halfa out since HE didn’t have help way back when.
(Also for angst you could throw in a bit of “plus I feel responsible, because without the research we did in college, your parents would never have made their portal in the first place” or “I feel responsible because I kiiiinda pissed off a bunch of ghosts and all they know is ‘the halfa did it’ so that maaaybe why you’ve been seeing more ghost activity, idk lol.”)
Anyways give me an AU where we’ve got Vlad and Danny training in the basement at 1 am and Vlad’s trying to incorporate Danny’s school curriculum into the training because GOD KNOWS when he’d actually find time for THAT.
“Wait, can I try again? Just one more! One more run through…” Danny says, looking at Vlad with scorch marks on his face that have already begun to heal.
“Daniel, we’ve been at this for hours,” Vlad says, running a hand through his messy, singed hair. “I think that’s as good as it’s going to get tonight.”
“No!” says Danny, but quickly checks his volume, “No. Please, I… but I worked so hard on this power…if I could just–”
“And I know you did.” Vlad says, walking over to him, “I’m proud of how far you’ve come Daniel, but even halfas get exhausted.” He places his hands on Danny’s shoulders and the boy seems to consider this for a moment. But in the end…
“Just one more.”
“You’re gonna be on all those business trips, we won’t meet up again for a month!”
“Fine.” Vlad relents, “Just one more drill. But after that you’ll need your rest.”
Vlad starts up the machines again as Danny gets into a ready position.
“Remember to breathe.” says Vlad as the starting lights blink down in sequence. He uses his own power to bring up a noise-reducing barrier around the training area.
The first target pops out of the wall, close to the ceiling, and Danny flies up to meet it with an ecto-energized punch. The next one appears from the floor, so Danny blasts it with a basic beam. Once Vlad feels he’s got a rhythm he starts the study session again.
“What is the smallest group of biological classification?” He asks, watching his form carefully. Danny rolls out of the way of a hostile drone but still is able to answer.
“And the largest?” Vlad observes Danny blasting the drone.
“How many chromosomes does an individual human have?” Vlad continues. Danny goes intangible to avoid some debris.
“46.” He’s not missing a beat.
“What are the three major parts of a cell?” Two more hostile drones join the fray, and the young halfa starts to falter.
“The membrane, the, uh, cytoplasm, and the nucleus.”
“Is the cell membrane nonpermeable?”
“No,” Danny takes a couple heavy breaths, “It’s semipermeable.”
Vlad pauses upon reading the next one.
“What are the physical or chemical factors in genetic mutations called?”
“M… Mutagens.” Danny swallows dryly, his gaze shifting to the portal at the end of the room.
“What is the phase most cells spend the majority of their time in?”
“Crud, uh…” A drone explodes too close to Danny and he throws up his arms, forgetting to go intangible. The smoke makes his throat burn.
“… Interphase?” He finally coughs out.
“Correct. Pay attention now…”
Seven smaller drones appear from all directions, intent on overwhelming the young halfa. Danny flies up and ecto-punches through the highest one, then grabs it, somersaults, and throws it into the one directly below.
“Good!” Vlad says, standing up in his excitement. They both notice the other 5 drones coming in fast.
“What is the functional unit of heredity?”
“What’s the what of what?!?” Danny blurts out between blasting with one hand and swinging a panicked punch with the other.
“Get higher, try splitting!” Vlad says, abandoning the study guide and moving closer to the battlefield should his assistance be required.
Danny flies almost as high as he can go without phasing through the ceiling. He manages to get some distance between himself and the three remaining drones, but they are close behind.
Quickly he closes his eyes and grits his teeth, trying with all his might to imagine himself splitting into two entities.
“Okay, one more try.” he says to himself, “Kinda like Mitosis…” Somewhere in the back of his mind he can hear Vlad saying something, but he forces that away to keep his focus on the task at hand. Slowly Danny begins to feel what he can only describe as a peeling sensation– as if his “cells” were dividing in such a way that reminded him of when he would peel glue off his skin in elementary school– starting from his wispy tail, creeping up to where his legs should be…
Suddenly, a drone’s blast hits him squarely in the chest. Danny’s eyes snap open, all concentration lost. Belatedly he realizes his tail had reformed after having been split into two. A familiar pink beam takes out the offending drones.
“Danny!” Vlad says, eyes still glowing red, “Are you alright?”
“Yeah,” Danny says as he floats down sullenly, “I’ll heal.” Vlad reaches out to guide him towards the spare workbench they use as a first aid station.
“Better put the salve on it just to be safe.” Vlad says. Danny sits down and watches Vlad take out the special formula he made in his own lab back in Wisconsin, then tosses himself back to lay on the bench.
“ARGH! I was SO close! Right? Was I close? Because it felt like I was close…”
“You were.” says Vlad, “But I think you should stick to the exercises I showed you while I’m gone.” He transforms and makes a few duplications to demonstrate, starting slow but getting faster with each iteration.
“Who knows, by the time I get back you may be splitting in circles around me.” Danny looks up and realizes all the Vlads are literally standing around him in a circle and laughs.
“Ha! So you’re making the jokes now?” He says as Vlad pulls it together.
“Believe it or not, my wit may be used to humor us both.”
“Pfft. Some wit. That was real 'cheesy’, Wisconsin Ghost.” Danny snickers at his own quip and Vlad rolls his eyes.
“You’re never going to let that go, are you?”
“Nope!” Danny says, “Say, what was that last question? On the guide?”
“The functional unity of heredity.”
“Geez that’s a lot of syllables for one thing.”
“Do you know the answer?”
“Uh…” Danny thinks for only a moment. Without the distraction of the fight, he quickly grasps the question.
“Oh! It’s genes!”
“Correct again, Little Badger.” Vlad says, handing off the small salve tin. “I think you will do well on the test tomorrow.”
“Thanks.” Danny says, detransforming. He yawns as his exhaustion catches up with him. Courteously, Vlad lends him a hand.
i’m so happy to say that i’ve been a part of this wonderful community for over 5 years. TOME has been such a journey, in and out of the show’s story, and i’m glad that it was there to help me through the most difficult times in my life that i thought i couldn’t bear. of course, not to mention all the wonderful friends i’ve made through this show! i’ve had the amazing experience of learning and joking around with @mactheactor and it’s really helped me with figuring out what i want to do as a career path, and the kind of people i want to help me get there.
so thank you for nearly 6 years of silly virtual fun, @kirbopher, and with the new game coming, i hope there’s many more to come!
This ended up being a lot less fluffy than I expected…
AU where Bakugou’s constant bullying of Izuku throughout their childhood is just his misguided way of keeping Izuku safe because quirkless people are so breakable tf do you mean you want to become a hero Deku sit your ass down right this moment or so help me!??!?!?
Since their mothers had been close friends since they were children, Izuku and Katsuki have known each other literally since before they can remember and they were completely inseparable for the first four years of their life.
They were both little menaces, with little Izuku being just as loud, brash, and endlessly confident as his best friend. They fanboyed over All Might together, talking for hours upon hours about what their hero names would be or what their costumes would look like. They would talk about opening up a hero agency together and being the coolest crime-fighting hero partners ever.
I WOULD JUST LIKE TO ANNOUNCE THAT YOO TAEYANG DID THAT. HE DONE DIDDLY FUCKING DID THAT AND IM LIKE GENUINELY STRESSED OUT RIGHT NOW HE LOOKED??? SO GOOD??? WHAT THE FUCK???? WHAT THE FUCK? I AM SHAKEN AND STIRRED AND WILL STILL BE SCREAMING ABOUT THIS ON MY DEATHBED, I CANNOT BELIEVE WHAT HE HAS DONE. STAN TALENT, STAN SF9, STAN YOO TAEYANG
finally broken the silence it wasn’t done easily, with whispers or even normal
tones. Rather, they’d destroyed it with complete and utter chaos.
yelling and mashing Black’s controls to look for coordinates or some kind of
tracking or any clues whatsoever (to no response), Hunk burst into loud tears,
and Coran had started yelling over the comms system, asking what was going on
and was Shiro really gone? Within a few dozen ticks it died down again, but the
Paladins’ exhaustion from their draining battle had vanished. Everyone looked
to the princess.
Lance asked quietly, “what do we do?”
didn’t know the answer. She simply continued to stare at the empty chair, the
bayard left in the controls, certain that she had never felt so tired in her
few moments Lance took pity on her. He pulled the bayard out and handed it to
her. When she glanced up at him, surprised, he said, “You should probably hold
onto this for now. Keep it safe.”
have to say the second part of that sentence – they were all thinking it.
safe, because Shiro might have died to get it.
the bayard and swallowed. “I don’t know what to do. I’ve never heard of…something
Request: I was wondering if you could do a Remus imagine where he heard guys talking about Y/N, his girlfriend, about how he doesn’t deserve her and he thinks it’s true but then he hears them talking about hot is she and how they imagine touching her body and he just gets so angry that he goes up to her and just kiss her so hard and it gets smut from here? And please can you make him so dominant and like in charge? You know, tying her to the bed and fistful of hair? Thanks Awesome writing btw, LOVE IT!!
A/N: So, I made the reader a bad-ass Hufflepuff, because I like to imagine I’m a bad-ass Hufflepuff. I’m not actually bad-ass, but I like to pretend to be bad-ass.
Warnings: SMUT!!! And slight creepiness….
Remus Lupin was never the jealous type. Sure, he would get angry when someone was flirting with his girlfriend, but he knew that she would tell them off. They both trusted each other enough to know that they wouldn’t cheat. So, that never gave either of them reason to be jealous. Besides, most boys knew that she was off limits, just because of the sheer amount of times she had trouble walking and how there were certain days she would fold up her collar to hide the hickeys littered on her neck. So it came as a shock to her when he overheard something pertaining to his beautiful girl.
He was on Prefect duty when he overheard it happen the first time.
“Yeah, so how are things going with asking (Y/L/N) out?” He heard a hushed voice. Remus gritted his teeth and clenched his hand into a fist.
“It’s fine, but then her ‘pwecious wittwe boyfwiend’ Lupin always shows up.” Another voice said mockingly.
“Yeah, he doesn’t fucking deserve her.” The first voiced growled out.
“Hey, Assholes!” A female voice shouted out. “I think I’ll decide who I deserve for myself, so why don’t you go fuck yourselves, because you obviously are too pathetic to get someone who would want to fuck you.”
Remus rounded the corner from where he was standing and you noticed and quickly walked past the two boys to your boyfriend. You placed a kiss on the side of his cheek. “Hey, Remus.” You said before grabbing his hand and pulling him around the corner and then you stopped.
“Remus, are you okay?” You ask worriedly.
“Yeah.” He said distractedly, still not sure what happened.
“Don’t listen to them. They’re douchebags, okay?” You told him, cupping his face and forcing him to look at you.
He gulped a bit before nodding his head.
You smiled at him brightly and he smiled back before grabbing your hands and lacing your fingers together.“I love you.” You said shyly, kissing him quickly.
“I love you more, my little badass Hufflepuff.” He said while nuzzling your nose.
“Somehow, I don’t think you could love me more than I love you.” You whispered to him, before placing another kiss on his lips. You pulled away, before un-lacing your fingers and starting to walk away. “I have to go to the library. See you later, Remy!” You yelled as you headed down the hallway to head to the library.
As you walked away, Remus chuckled before shaking his head slightly wondering how he was lucky enough to be dating you.
Little did he know that you were feeling the same way.
When he overheard it the second time, he was in the library studying for a Transfiguration exam.
“So, I heard that (Y/L/N) is good in bed.” One voice said.
“Yeah, I heard that she was going around giving blowjobs to anyone who asked.” Another voice said.
Remus clenched his teeth and tried to ignore it, trying to focus on his studying.
“Do you think she would give me one?” The first voice asked.
Remus’ hand formed a fist, and his quill broke in half. He felt his body stiffen with anger.
“Maybe, if she stopped hanging around that fucking Lupin.” The other voice said.
“Yeah, he doesn’t fucking deserve her.” The first voice agreed.
“Just imagine her moaning and writhing underneath you.”
“Yeah, and her screaming our name and she would finger herself.”
“And she would love her boobs being squeezed.”
Remus growled and stood up not being able to stand them hearing about defiling his girl anymore. He walked over to the table, not hearing anything but the blood pounding in his ears. He walked over and they were still engrossed in their conversation and he growled softly. His hand curled into a fist and he punched the table and glared at them.
“I’d suggest you fuckers shut the hell about fucking my girl.” He snarled at them. “She’s my bloody girlfriend, not your plaything.” He seethed, his voice dangerously low. “And if you lay a hand on her, I’ll hunt you down and fucking murder you.” His voice was low and his green eyes had darkened to a gray.
“Hey, Remy.” Your cheerful voice cut through the air.
He turned on his heel and stared at you with his angry, intense eyes. He pushed you up to the nearest bookcase and smashed his lips to yours. His hands were everywhere, your hips, your waist, your shoulders. He had pinned your smaller frame up against the bookcase with no way of escaping. Not that you wanted to. This very possessive Remus excited you, if you were being completely honest. You melted into the kiss before he pulled away to stare down at you. Your cheeks were flushed, your eyes lidded and glazed and you were breathing heavily. He stared at your heaving chest making him go rock hard.
“Remus.” You gasped out. “What’s gotten into you?” You ask, still breathing heavily.
Instead of an answer, he kisses you again even more forcefully. He gripped your hips and ground into you, causing you to moan into his mouth. He took advantage of that and shoved his tongue into your mouth, and was completely dominating you. You loved it, though. But, you didn’t want to get caught. So, you brought your hands up to his shoulders to push him away from you.
“Not here, Remus.” You panted. Your protests faltered as he moved his face to your neck and started attacking the exposed skin there.
“Remus.” You moaned out, trying your best to not give into his touch. “Remus, we have class.” You said, pushing him away, again.
“Fuck class.” He growled out. He stared at you with his smoldering gaze again, and you tried rubbing your thighs together to ease the tension building up inside of you. He grabbed you, and threw you over his shoulder, so that you were looking at his back, as he held onto your legs.
“Remus?” You question.
You felt a hand smack your backside. “Shut the hell up, unless you want to suffer.” Remus growled out.
He stalked out of the library and before you knew it you were in his bedroom. He threw you onto his bed and you landed with an “oomph.”
“Remus, what’s going on?” You ask, slightly concerned, but thoroughly turned on.
His eyes darkened even more, if that were possible. He pinned you down before growling into your ear. “You talked. Guess my girl is gonna have to suffer.” He nibbled on your earlobe causing a shiver to run up your body. He crashed his lips to your again and loosened your tie. He pinned your arms above your head and bound them with your tie. You moaned as his hand trailed down to your hip and gripped it bringing you closer. You lifted your leg and hooked it over his hip, grinding up into his crotch. He moaned into the kiss before his hand brought your other leg around his waist. His hands moved down to your ass, massaging and groping it causing you to moan even more and you moved your hips trying to create more friction. He smirked into the kiss before smacking your ass and pulling away to look down at you.
“Dirty girl.” He whispered into your ear. “So needy.” His voice was husky sending shivers down your spine.
“I’m the needy one?” You ask, arching your eyebrow.
He smacked your ass again, harder this time, and growled at you. “I told you not to talk.”
“Make me.” You challenge.
He took off his tie and pulled your hair forcing your head up. “Open your mouth.” He commands. You obey. With your mouth open he uses his tie as a gag and still grabbing your hair he whispers into your ear, “You’re only allowed to move when I tell you you can. You can only moan when I want you to, and most importantly you can’t come until I give you permission. Understand?” He growls seductively.
You nod furiously and he releases your hair letting you fall back into the mattress. He stares down at you; your (H/C) locks spread wildly, your (E/C) orbs dark, your cheeks flushed, your chest heaving and your arms above your head making him want nothing more than to drill you into the mattress. He quickly rips your shirt off, buttons flying everywhere. When he sees your bra he growled frustratedly and just quickly rips it off.
You try to protest, but not only were you gagged, but he was furiously rubbing your core through your panties. You push your hips into his hand, eager and wanting.
He shook his head. “Not yet, baby. You’ve gotta suffer.” He says, with a smirk.
Your eyes widen because you just needed the relief. You tried to talk through the restraints, but only managed to make a series of pleading noises.
He smirked down at you before pulling your skirt off your legs. He lifted one of your legs over his shoulder and started placing kisses on the inside of your thigh. He slowly works his way to your pulsating core, his slow nibbling driving you insane. He tortures your other leg the same way before he finally kisses you through your underwear. You (try to) moan loudly, your hips bucking into his face. He chuckles against your core, the vibrations driving you insane. You move your hips even more, but he pushes your hips down with one of his arms.
He slowly pulled your underwear off before staring at your dripping core. He sticks a finger inside you without warning and start pumping furiously. He adds another finger and another and within moments you are ready to release, but before you can, he pulls his fingers out of you.
Your eyes which were closed, with the expectancy of ecstasy opened immediately and you felt so angry. But soon you were moaning through your restraints as Remus was eating you out. You were reaching your peak again, and you were ready to hit cloud nine when he pulled away. Again.
At this point you were beyond frustrated, because you couldn’t speak, couldn’t move and you couldn’t release. Remus released your gag and started to kiss you furiously. He moved away from your lips placing kisses down your jaw and neck.
“You can talk now, baby.” He said, while nibbling on your earlobe.
“Remus. Clothes. Off. Now.” You panted out, moaning lewdly as he moved on to sucking and nibbling at your perky nipples.
He chuckled against your breast before muttering out, “Needy, much?”
“Remus.” You whined.He chuckles again and wastes no time in pulling off his shirt, pants and boxers. He pumped into you quickly and unexpectedly causing you to moan even louder. He thrusts into you relentlessly. You thrust your hips up to meet his, but couldn’t keep up, so you gave up, preferring to be dominated.
You felt your high coming up. “Remus, please don’t stop.” You begged. “Please.”
He gave no response, except plunging into you harder. You released all over him and screamed his name. He didn’t slow down, in fact he flipped you over and started fucking you from behind. He hit much deeper, and you moaned much louder. He started thrusting harder, the bed hitting the wall. He pounded into you relentlessly and you came again. He didn’t stop and he flipped you over again, placing your legs on his shoulders.
“Please, don’t stop.” You moan out, your breath shaking.
“Don’t worry baby. I’m close too.” He reached up and undid your restraints and arms flew to his shoulders, your nails leaving red marks.
Within moments you both came, screaming each others name.
Needless to say, you couldn’t walk properly for a week afterwards and no boy ever talked about you again.
There you go! Hope you enjoyed it!! Please send me more requests!!!