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My Queen (BuckyxReader) Smut

A/N: I have always wanted to write a Sex Pollen fic but every time I tried to write one it didn't feel right. Finally I started writing and the vibes started flowing. I wanted filthy smut but with emotion and feeling and I hope that I achieved that. Either way I am super proud of this and I hope readers enjoy!

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Synopsys: The reader and Bucky are sent on a mission where they are exposed to what is referred to as Sex Pollen. Their feelings for each other are forced to be faced.

Word Count: 6,218

Warnings: Sex Pollon, Friends to Lovers, forced sex (due to drugs), sprinkle of Angst, Bucky, SMUT, SMUT SMUT SMUT. SO LITTLE PLOT.

My Queen

Bucky stood in the back of the Quinjet, checking over his person. It was like a ritual for him, starting from the top he would check every strap and belt, double check each gun and knife blade. His body swayed, compensating for the slight lurch of the Quinjet before it leveled out.

“And we have touched down,” Y/N said from the pilot's seat, with a press of a button her chair spun around. She came up behind Bucky gently tugging on his back harness. The back of the Quinjet dropped down, revealing several structures in a clearing, surrounded by trees. They began to make their way to the larger building in the center. The clearing was shrouded in a dark gray filter as the misty fog creeped its way through the trees, under a sky blanketed by cloud cover, reclaimed by nature. A scan showed no signs of human life, which was little in the way of relief.

They silently approached the front door before stepping into the building. A home. The remnants of one anyway. They entered the kitchen, with a table still made. Flowers in a porcelain milk jug left dead, wilted and dried in the center. A plate sat next to a folded newspaper. Y/N could feel the shift in the air as soon as they walked in. The weight of the secrets of the house, hidden behind the semblance of a quiet life, mixed with the pure evil that seeped from its walls in tendrils made Y/N uneasy. 

They progressed through the first and second level of the home. Although every surface was covered in a thick layer of dust each room sat pristine, frozen in time as if the owner just ceased to exist. One of many of Hydra’s calling cards.

They made their way back outside and to the side of the house. Y/N turned scanning the tree line as Bucky yanked and cleared away brush that covered the storm doors nestled against the house. Nature revealed the chained and padlocked metal doors.

Bucky pulled the chain, breaking it in his metal hands. The parts slipped through his fingers like sand. The doors opened with a gut dropping creek revealing a set of stairs leading down into a dirt floor cellar. 

“Ladies First.” He waved his hand as he motioned his hand forward, his eyes scanning behind Y/N. 

She walked forward, “What a gentleman.”

The cellar was packed hard, the air was stale and stagnant. The wooden shelves that lined the stone wall held glass jars full of canned food. 

Bucky walked to the corner, moving a basket out of the way, revealing a hatch. 

The ladder led down to a concrete room, with the only doorway being a gated elevator shaft. An electrical box was mounted on the wall. Bucky opened it and began to check it over before pulling the large handle down. It made a large metallic thunk as Bucky forced the handle down. A soft wiring noise began to buzz.

Bucky pulled the metal gate to the side, ushering Y/N into the car, he closed the gate after he stepped on and reached for the hand crank on the side. Slowly the metal gears began to move and creak as the elevator descended. “Why does every Hydra base have a creepy elevator?” Y/N asked as she took in the rust-streaked walls of the shaft illuminated by dingy yellowing lights that flickered as they warmed up. 

“Günter did suggest rainbows and butterflies, but as you can see, he was outvoted.” Y/N tried to hide her smile as she rolled her eyes.

The elevator came to a stop as it reached the bottom of the shaft, pulling the gate aside again, they found themselves in a storm of destruction “What is this place?”

“It's a lab, was a lab.” Bucky looked around, “I don't believe I was ever here, but it's where they developed all kinds of fun.”

They began to clear the room, flashlight in hand. Tables sat disheveled and tipped over, their contents scattered. Papers littered every surface like confetti. Various medical equipment and hardware mixed and mingled with the papers, while every box of a computer was shattered or broken. As if someone punched every screen. Several lighting fixtures hung from the ceiling, attached by a few wires, while others found their way to the floor. Bucky held a dangling light to the side, letting Y/N walk through before following.

She scanned the room as she took another step, a loud popping crunch noise made her jump, she looked down, lifting her foot, to see the glass shards sprayed across the floor. 

Bucky laughed as he pushed past her. “You’ve been playing to many zombie games,”

“Shut up.” She walked behind him.

Bucky laughed again as he held his arms out, doing his best zombie impression, ‘Brainsss.” He turned to grab her head. “No brainsssss”

Y/N shoved him playfully, "Can we just do this and get the hell out of here?" Bucky chuckled as he clicked on his flashlight and continued sweeping the lab with a smug smile on his face. Y/N wasn't going to lie, nothing about this place made her feel good. She wasn't sure if it was because of its history or its current state, either way she was very much looking forward to leaving. 

As they continued into the next room, Y/N eyes came to rest on Bucky’s back. They trailed across his harness, how it spanned across his wide shoulders. The dim lights still highlighted the muscular lines built into the metal of his arm. Bucky paused for a moment, pivoting on his heel to double check a dark corner. His face was concentrated, eyes trained. She couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to have them trained on her. 

She shook her head, focus, she mouthed to herself. With the room cleared they were moving forward again; her eyes came to the back of his head and down his back. They slowly trailed down to his ass, framed perfectly in his tactical pants, the seams accentuating his curve. 

Suddenly Bucky stopped, looking up at a mess of chains, “Let’s see what's behind door number one.” He put his flashlight between his teeth as he began to roll his sleeve up his flesh arm. 

Y/N watched, entranced by the simple action, she glanced up to see Bucky watching her. He smiled around the flashlight; he reached up with this metal hand taking the source of light. He took several steps toward her before bringing his hand up to her jaw.

“That’s what does it for you?” he swiped his thumb against her bottom lip before swiping his thumb down, pulling her lip with it. “Is it my arm?”

She nodded.

“Or is it my fingers?” Her eyes dilated as Bucky chuckled leaning forward, “Do you want my fingers?” She could feel his breath against her skin as he walked behind her, his flesh hand reaching around, grasping the toggle of her zipper. She could hear each tooth unzip as he pulled the zipper down its full length. The coolness of the metal left a tingling sensation as he followed in the zipper wake, his palm slid down her stomach, closer to her aching core. Her breathing became heavy as her head began to spin.

“Hey,” Bucky’s voice sounded firm, the look of concern evident “Are you okay?”

The world came crashing back in a blink of her eye. Her eyes snapped open to find Bucky standing in front of her, still messing with the chains. She shook her head trying to shake off the ghost feeling of his touch. Y/N took a deep breath, her brow began to pull together, "Do you smell that?” She takes another deep breath through her nose, “It's almost sweet, floral, its faint.”

Bucky looked at her puzzled, the air around them smelled musty and old. Then the realization hit him. "Shit.” With the chains forgotten, Bucky grabbed her arm and pulled her back down where they came, “Where is that vile you stepped on?”

His touch was distracting, “Over, over there, I think?" He let go of her, "What's going on?” Y/N asked as Bucky began searching the ground.

He turned still looking, “Just, please, we need to find it.”

She walked back over a row and kicked a pile of papers, a cracked vile rolled out, “It's right here.” The end was still intact, the label holding the shards together.

Copulation Stimulant 

Y/N’s eyes read over the label, “Is this?” She looked back down again hoping she read it wrong, “This is, oh my god--no-no-no-no.” She dropped the vile again, the realization setting in, her hands coming to her face as she rambled, “I can't do this, this has to be some cruel joke. Yeah? It’s labeled wrong? I can’t actually fuck my best friend…I can't--”

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“Oh, come on now,” As Y/N began to spiral Bucky knelt down to confirm his suspicion, "Best Friend!?" He tried to joke, to keep Y/N with him. "Nat might fight me for that title."

"Stop. I'm serious. You don't understand," She began shaking slightly, overwhelmed as the tears began to fall down her cheek. 

Bucky's smug smile dropped from his face as he took in Y/N’s state, his eyebrows knitted together.

Y/N's chest tightened as she looked up at him. “I can’t fuck my best friend because I’m in love with my best friend."

"Sweetheart" The word came out of Bucky’s mouth like an exhale as he took in her words. 

“Oh my god, am I going to fuck my best friend, who I’m in love with, for the first time in a dingy old Hydra base." Y/N's mind was moving a million miles a second. A heat began to spread from her core, she took a deep breath. 

“Come on,” Bucky gently grabbed her arm, "Not here, let's get back to the Quinjet, okay?”

Y/N shook her head as she let Bucky lead her out of the bunker. She could feel the heat spreading throughout her body, like water slowly trickling down through the soil, saturating each grain as it was pulled down by gravity. It felt invasive. 

The Quinjet bay door began to close as Bucky climbed into the pilot's chair. Y/N sat in the back, her breath becoming heavy. "I'm getting really hot." 

“Like little pin pricks of heat all over your skin?" The Quinjet shook slightly as it rose into the sky.

"Yeah-h" Y/N said as a sheen of sweat began to cover her face. 

"It's hitting you faster." He quickly flipped some switches before getting up out of the chair, he grabbed a med kit duffle bag out of the closet before kneeling in front of her.

Y/N's brow slowly pulled together, "Why?"

"It's designed for super soldiers." Bucky began as he pulled out and cracked a jelly ice pack, instantly making it cold before placing it on her neck. "Which means it's stronger for you."

Y/N felt the sting of the cold radiate, "Okay, okay…okay. What's going to happen?" Her head swirled as she placed her hand over his that held the ice pack, grounding herself. “Be honest.”

Bucky took a deep breath, unable to pull his gaze from her pleading one. "Your adrenaline will slowly rise, until your heart feels like it's going to burst and every cell in your body is vibrating." He flipped the ice pack to the other side of her neck. "It's going to alter chemicals in your brain, driving up your sex drive and arousal." His chest began to heave as he began to feel the effects. “At the same time, it will lower your inhibitions and block all sense of self control.”

Y/N took a deep breath through her nose. "And sex is the only way?"

"No, we can ride this out." Bucky said as he also breathed deep. "It will be torture, an ache of a pain that will thunder through your existence. Every second you resist will feel like one second closer to death, but it won't kill you."

Y/N fought through another wave of heat before responding, "I don't know what to do. It's getting hard to think."

"Yeah." Bucky knew what was to come. How many hours they would have to endure if they waited it out. He dropped the ice pack, now warm, before bringing his hands up to the sides of Y/N's face, pulling her focus back. "Listen to me," He took a moment, “Never in a million years would I have wanted this to be our first time." He let out another grunt as he fought another wave, a smirk appeared through it. "I planned on asking you out, on a real date, before I led you to my bed. To treat you like a queen. My queen.” Tears threatened the corners of Y/N's eyes. Her heart was beating in her ears, and it felt like years as they leaned forward, their foreheads resting against each other. “If we do this now, it won't be like that, you need to know once I start, I will not be able to stop. You will not be able to stop."

Her fingers came up dragging down the edge of his scruff-covered jaw line. “I understand. I trust you, please, I trust you.”

The moment his lips touched hers everything stopped. Bucky physically felt Y/N's body relax as her lips began to move against his. She snaked her hands up his chest and behind his neck before pulling herself off the back of the chair and as close to him as she could. 

Y/N got lost in the intense high created, everything slowed down and hazed over. A dull, mind numbing, wave of emotions swirled in her brain as all sense of time was lost till eventually it wound itself into a ball and exploded against the back of her eyelids. The heat began to fade, leaving a chill across her skin. Her head felt empty and tired. Mentally she couldn't string two coherent thoughts together. Her body felt loose, and her eyes watered as a tear slid down. 

"Hey, it's over." Bucky was catching his breath as he held her head in his hand, looking into her eyes, "it's over," her gaze was distant. 

"Shit." Bucky held onto her, held her close as he began rummaging through the duffle bag, "Come on, there you are." Bucky returned to Y/N, "Y/N, doll, I need you to take this. It will help, can you do that?"

Y/N Glanced down at the small syringe in his hand, "What is it?" The words slurred and tired.

"It will let you sleep till we get back and Bruce can help." Bucky replied softly. 

The tears began to stream down her face, "I'm feeling everything. At once."

“I know. It’s the drug, a side effect.” Bucky took her hand, “Sleep will help.”

“Okay,” Y/N shook her head as she sniffled. Within moments of the liquid entering her blood stream, Y/N's eyes became heavy, and her body relaxed as she drifted off. Bucky gently maneuvered her, placing her on her side across several seats. He fixed her suit, now ripped wide open from navel down to her exposed thighs, her breasts out on display. He pulled the sides of the fabric, covering her the best he could before he grabbed one of the packs of the on-board pillows and blankets, ripping it out of its packaging. He positioned the small pillow under her head and draped the blanket over her body before cleaning himself up and making his way to the cockpit. 

Bucky listened and waited for her to fall into a deep sleep before grabbing the headset. "Friday, please connect me with Steve and Bruce."

"Right away," Friday responded as two small transparent screens appeared in front of Bucky's face. 

Steve's face was scrunched as he slowly woke up, "Hey, what time is it?"

"Two." Bruce replied as he did a double take, pulling on his glasses, "In the morning."

"There's been a situation," Bucky's voice was low, Steve's attention was immediately caught, and he finally took in Bucky's appearance, "We came into contact…with a substance," Bucky looked back again making sure Y/N was still out, "It was developed by Hydra for their breeding program, they called it copulation stimulant, but everyone referred to it as sex pollen." As the Quinet silently made the trek back to the compound, Bucky filled them in.

Bucky tossed and turned in bed, he rolled over, sheets tangled around his legs and stared up at the ceiling. Taking a deep breath he reached over for his phone, the screen turned on showing it was only mid-morning. 

He rubbed his face before kicking his sheets off and sitting up on the edge of the bed. He stared down at his floor, his mind taking over sucking him back into that moment. Flashes of Y/N's face, filled with fear, overwhelmed with emotions and emptiness played on repeat. 

He blinked away the images as he made his way out of his room. Bucky walked down the hall towards Steve's room. 

Steve sat at his table; papers strewn about as he caught up on his paperwork. He heard the knock before Bucky walked in. 

"How are you feelin'?" Steve asked as Bucky slumped into a chair, aimlessly picking up a piece of paper, setting it back down, not interested. 

"How is she?" Is all Bucky asked. 

Steve pushed a tablet towards him, "Medically speaking, she's okay, nothing more than a few bruises."

Bucky looked down at the screen, a mission report, currently on the recorded incidents page. His eyes instantly skimmed and settled on Y/N's list of injuries before swiping through the rest of the report.

"I decided not to include the details." Steve continued as Bucky sat the tablet down with an exhale. Steve slowly set down the pen as he leaned back in his chair slightly. "Buck, how are you?"

"Angry." Bucky shook his head. "For me to go through it again, fine. But not her."

"Did Hydra use this stuff often?" Steve's brow pulled up softly. 

Bucky's lips flashed a sad smile with a huff of a laugh, "It cycled through. They called it a compliance tool." He looked at his friend, "Sometimes they would call it a reward." 

"Jesus." Steve let out under his breath. 

“They had an endless supply of compliance tools and rewards.” Bucky shrugged slightly, "I'm okay Steve, honestly.”

"I was going to go check on her in a bit.” Steve leaned forward and picked up his pen again as he glanced up at the clock on the wall. "Bruce gave her something to help her sleep more, rest is probably the best for her right now, so she probably won't be stirring for another hour or two." Bucky nodded his head slightly as Steve spoke.

Steve watched as Bucky began to slip back into his thoughts. "Hey," His voice pulled Bucky's eyes to him. "You guys will be dancing around each other again soon enough."

"I told her." Bucky's confession came out softly. "How I feel, right before I railed her brains out in a fit of uncontrollable horny rage." 

“I’m sorry, what?” Steve sat staring at his friend, “You thought, that after being exposed to a chemical weapon used to sexually exploit their victims, yeah this is a good time to confess my feelings to the woman I’ve been absolutely obsessed with since the first day I saw her?”

"Yup," Bucky popped the p, "In my defense she confessed first.”

“Unbelievable,” Steve pinched, “Why are you two like this?”

“In love? Or Insane?” Bucky asked back with a shrug,

Steve crossed his arms as he leaned back, “Go talk to her you jerk."

…

Y/N’s room was dark, every curtain pulled tight and not a single light was on. She had woken up several times only to roll over and fall back asleep, not wanting or ready to face the world yet. She lay on her belly, letting herself lay there, her head spiraling with thoughts. She grabbed for her phone, the brightness from the screen making her recoil, it was already close to two in the afternoon. She rolled back over onto her back, staring up at the ceiling. 

“What's wrong with me?” She asked quietly to herself. 

She never wanted to experience sex pollen again, it scared her to her core to have her own free will taken away. Her heartbeat picked up as she thought about it, a panic slowly bubbling. She took a deep breath, “We can ride this out.” His words echoed in her head. “I wanted to take you out on a date. Treat you like a queen. My queen.” Her heart stuttered a moment as she took another deep breath. 

A knock at her door drew her attention. Slowly she rose from her bed, just as she approached the door another soft knock came. She reached for the handle and opened it to find Bucky standing with a paper bag in hand.

She stared at him, her words stuck in her throat, “Team ordered out, I got your favorite.” Bucky held the paper bag up. “I, um, I wanted to check in and.."  He paused as he shrugged.

Y/N could see the anxiety and pain behind his eyes. She stepped closer to him, her hands coming to the sides of his torso and sliding back, as she hugged him. 

As if on que Y/N stomach growled and she let out a small laugh. She pulled back, taking the bag from Bucky. “Thank you, I don't think I ate anything in the med bay when we got back.” She turned into the room, “Wanna come in?"

As Y/N walked back in, she flicked on a few lamps, creating a soft glow. Bucky closed the door behind him, unsure of what to do. Her desk was sitting just far away to be awkward but the only other place to sit would be her bed, somewhere he had never thought twice about before as he would just sit down or jump in. Now? He was acutely aware of his actions, and it created a ball of anxiety in the pit of his stomach.

“Bucky, you're welcome to sit on my bed.” Y/N noticed his hesitation.

He shrugged. “I didn't want to make you uncomfortable.” 

“You aren't” Y/N said as she pulled a plate down from a cabinet in her Kitchenette. 

Bucky paused for a moment before taking a deep breath, "What's going through your head?" Y/N stopped what she was doing, food forgotten as he continued. "Be honest."

Y/N turned, leaning against the counter, to face him. She crossed her arms as she took a moment to bring her words forward, "Did you mean what you said?" her question was soft and quiet. "Your queen." She blinked her gaze up to his.

Bucky let out a huff of a laugh, the corner of his mouth pulling up, “I remember the day you arrived at the compound.” He continued. “That morning Steve and I were set to leave to go on a recon mission. We were going back to the Siberian Hydra base; I hadn't been back since the airport incident. I was an absolute mess leading up to it.” Bucky looked down at his hands as he absentmindedly followed the lines and seams of his metal finger with this flesh. “I probably shouldn't have gone.” He paused again. “I had come so far, the words out of my head, a family around me and I had finally thought I found peace. Yet the moment I stepped back into that room, I looked upon that pit with that monstrosity of a machine still sitting there. I lost it. It instantly triggered a spiral of anger and I felt pushed right back down to my lowest existence.” Bucky kept his eyes trained on the floor. “Steve watched as I destroyed the machine, before helping me calm down. We got the answers we needed, well Steve got the answers we needed. When we got back, I was so far stuck in my head, but then I heard this laughter, it was light and contagious.” Bucky looked up at Y/N who was giving him her full attention. “Your laughter.”

“I followed that sound, until I saw you. Sitting at the counter, a smile on your face and I swear I had never seen anything more beautiful in my life. For the first time since I could remember I could feel this spark of a flame ignite inside of me.” Bucky continued. “This spark that created light and hope and feeling. It only grew. Day after day. It grew with your kindness and confidence. Your strength and your intelligence. That day you took Steve down, he played it off, but I knew that you had genuinely taken him by surprise, I could see it in his eyes. So, I let myself fall in love, I let that light grow into a raging blaze. Until I found myself trying to muster up the courage to tell you while simultaneously trying not to take you where you stood. Ask me again, ask me if I meant what I said.”

Tears were building up in Y/N’s eyes, “Did you mean it?”

"Every word." There was no hesitation in his response as he didn't look away. "I would worship every inch of your mind and body, if you'd let me."

The world began to fade away as Y/N's heart began to beat faster. Bucky's words swirled in her head as she tried to comprehend their meaning as if she couldn't believe them. Bucky sat patiently watching as Y/N slowly walked up to him. Her gaze uncertain, he could feel the tension in the air, as the line they both were hesitant to cross was quickly approaching.

Y/N tentatively stepped between his legs. She could feel the tug of war between her anxiety and adrenaline as she reached to touch his face. She moved her thumb across his jaw, Bucky could see her mind taking off.

He brought his hands up to rest on her hips, "Look at me." Y/N stood quiet for a moment as she took in his unwavering gaze. "What do you need?”

Y/N took a deep breath, "To be your queen.”

He gently pulled her closer. His lips pressed against hers, a tingling sensation ran through her body. Y/N felt Bucky’s hands gently slide down to the crook of her knees. He pulled her up onto his lap, sliding his hands over her thighs following the curve of her ass, before pulling her flush as he deepened the kiss. His lips moved against hers with a gentle urgency as they began to get lost in each other. In that moment, nothing else mattered - no worries or fears, no past or future. There was only the heat of the moment, the electricity between them.

Y/N let her fingers sink back into his hair, tugging slightly, as a low moan tumbled from Bucky’s mouth. “I need more.” Y/N said as Bucky kissed down to the nape of her neck.

He slid his hands up under the hem on her shirt, letting them slowly trail up her sides. Her chest heaved as his thumbs ghosted the underside of her breasts. 

She pulled herself off him, sliding herself back to stand between his legs again, slowly she pulled her shirt up and over her head. He reached up and pulled his own shirt over his head, discarding it. He leaned back, picking up his hips as he pulled his pants down, kicking them off. His length sprung up to full attention and Y/N’s eyes dilated. She stood back admiring Bucky, taking in his sheer size, she bit her lip as her core began to pulse. 

“Come here,” Bucky’s words pulled her in like a lure.

As she climbed back on his lap her hands came to the side of his face and pulled him into her lips. A breathy sigh of a moan escaped Y/N. She lifted herself up on her knees, pushing him slightly back to get to the right angle. She could feel his tip resting at her entrance.

Bucky nudged her nose with his, getting her to look at him. She held eye contact as she slowly slid down, feeling herself stretch around him until she bottomed out. A broken gasp fell from Y/N as the feeling of fullness made her body shutter, Bucky’s stomach twitched in response. She slowly began to roll her hips. His hands squeezed her thighs as he let out a swallowed moan. Her pace quickened until her hips began to fall out of rhythm as she desperately chased her release. 

"That's it sweetheart," His words of encouragement doused in an aroused tone. He felt her sides flutter. He could feel her pressing down on him. He kissed the edge of her jaw as his other hand cupped the back of her head before slowly sliding his lips down her neck. Grazing over her nipples. Another flutter. Her hand slid up into his hair and gently pulled him closer, pressing her nipple to his lips.  The way she took what she wanted made him feral. "Fuck" Bucky whispered. The sound was low and guttural, skittering over her skin like wildfire. 

With every heavy breath a moan escaped. With the last roll of her hips her orgasm exploded through her. Y/N's let out a choked moan as her knees clenched together on either side of Bucky. She felt his metal fingers splayed across her back and his flesh held onto her waist. 

Still fully seated, She let her head fall onto his shoulder as she attempted to catch her breath. Bucky pressed his lips to the other side of her neck before tipping her head back up to see her face. She felt like she was floating in euphoria.

"Feeling good?" Bucky's hand cradled her head. 

A smile spread on her face as she nodded into his hand. "I need more."

Bucky pulled her face to his, guiding her to his lips. Kissing her slowly as he reached his hands behind her, sliding them down her back. He began kissing down her neck and chest as she leaned back slightly. He sucked a nipple into his mouth, feeling Y/N pulse around his sheathed member. He let it fall from his mouth watching the soft skin bounce slightly before latching on again. Y/N squirmed, grinding down, desperate for any movement. 

Bucky gripped her hips and pressed her down further as he worshipped her chest. "James," His name came out as a broken whine. 

"Say that again." Bucky instructed, "Say my name."

"Ja-ahhhh-mes" He sucked her nipple again as she spoke. 

He smirked slightly as he slid his hands under her ass and stood up, Y/N held on as Bucky turned them around and dropped her on the bed. Y/N rubbed her thighs together from the loss of friction. Bucky watched for a moment before Y/N let her legs fall open. Splayed fully open for him, Bucky instantly crawled over, his breath against her sex making her shutter. His lips trailed kisses up her stomach. 

“How many nights have you imagined me like this?” A low chuckle came from Bucky, “Not just nights, and not just this.” He sucked her nipple between his teeth, making her gasp, before he soothed the shock away with his tongue. Y/N’s fingers ghosted over his hairline as she slid them back into his hair, he looked up at her and his eyes darkened as he sunk down and ran his tongue flat against her core. 

Her fingers curled, pulling his hair as her back arched off the bed. Electricity buzzed and exploded up over her body. His hands gripped her hips, keeping her from going too far.

Y/N fell further into bliss as Bucky explored her folds with his tongue. Soft moans spilled between her breaths. She gasped as he slowly inserted a finger, moving it in and out, then two, he felt her walls constrict as he slowly moved and curled his fingers. Y/N began to rock her hips against his face. His lips captured her clit sucking softly before pulling back, letting it fall from his lips. Y/N’s mouth fell open as the filthiest moan fell from her lips. 

He began rubbing his lips and tongue against her in a smooth pattern that felt like a love letter. Her hands gripped his, slipping back to his wrists as she writhed with him, completely letting him guide her over the edge. 

A choked moan came as Y/N’s legs squeezed Bucky’s head. She involuntarily curled up. Bucky wiped his mouth as he sat back on his knees, bringing his fingers up, sucking them clean.

He reached down and grasped her thighs, pulling them up and over his. He leaned back down, letting his hands slide up her torso, up and under her breasts, as his lips found hers once more. 

Y/N could feel his tip at her entrance, and it sent a shiver down her spine. 

She clung to his shoulders, nails dragging across his skin as he slowly pushed himself to his base. She felt the stretch as Bucky began to roll his hips, slowly dragging himself in and out. He began to pick up his pace, to read her body and follow her needs. Y/N hand snaked back around Bucky’s neck, as he sat back up on his knees, she clung to him as he continued his relentless pace. Y/N gripped onto the back of his neck with one hand as she found his knee with her other hand, propping herself up. There was no need however, as Bucky held her up, with his metal hand firmly on her ass and his flesh arm wrapped around the small of her back. He watched as her eyes rolled back into her head, his lips catch and dragged up her neck before sucking on her pulse.

Y/N’s body trembled as she fought to hold back, selfishly wanting more yet not knowing if she could take it. 

She felt her core wound as tight as it would go, unable to hold on to it any longer, she let go. Her body shuttered and Bucky could feel her orgasm pulse around him, squeeze him. He continued, fucking her through, dragging her out as far as he could. He was close and couldn't take it anymore. He let Y/N fall back onto the bed, as he pulled out and finished on her stomach. 

Their breathing was heavy as Bucky leaned over once more, bringing his hand up to Y/N face, her eyes glossed over in euphoria. “Are you okay?’

“Yeah,” She shook her head as she let out a sigh, “More than,”

A smile spread across Bucky’s face as he kissed her, “I am going to go get the shower ready for you, is that okay?”

Y/N Shook her head again before gently pressing her lips to his. “I need to lay here for a moment.”

“You just lay here and look pretty,” Bucky pulled himself off the bed.

Bucky walked into the bathroom, turning the water on to let it warm up. He quickly washed himself and cleaned up before setting up the bathroom for Y/N. He pulled a fresh towel out, placing it in the warmer next to the shower. A purchase that at first, he thought was ridiculous but has since rescinded that opinion. 

He heard Y/N soft pitter pats as she walked in, the steam beginning to form and build. “All set, towel is in the warmer.”

“Thank you,” Y/N said as she made her way to the shower.

“Don't be too long, your food will get cold.” Bucky kissed her forehead before he left Y/N to clean up as he went back out and continued to reheat the food, he had gotten for her. While the microwave hummed, he stripped the bed and stretched new sheets from corner to corner. Laid out the blankets and pulled them back slightly ready for Y/N to crawl in. 

He pulled down another plate for himself before playing up the food. Just as he finished cleaning up Y/N walked out. “Smells good.” She came up to Bucky’s side, wrapping a hand around his arm, leaning against his shoulder. “I am so hungry,” a laugh escaped Y/N, her head moved slightly as Bucky moved his arm. “Go eat, I’ll be right there with some water.”

“Thank you,” Y/N grabbed the plate and took a deep smell through her nose and smiled. “You really did get my favorite.” She said as she settled in on the bed and took a bite.

Bucky sat a cup of water down on her side table before crawling in to join her, “I know. I know all your favorites.”

“Oh?” Y/N asked as she took another bite. 

“And I have the rest of the night to figure out the ones I don't know.” A blush spread across Y/N’s cheeks. 

“I am looking forward to it.” She smiled as she glanced over at Bucky. “I could get use to this queen shit.”

“Oh, you just wait Doll,” Bucky replied. “I am just getting started.”

-End-

#bucky barnes x reader #buckyxreader #bucky #bucky fanfic #james buchanan barnes #marvel fic #marvel #mcu #steve rogers #sex pollen #smut

[xjulixred45x]

I saw your request were open can I please request a female douma in jjk.

For getou and gojo please her and gojo having the beautiful eyes and cocky attitude and douma and getou and her both owing a cult this idea is living rent free in my head.

Oh lalala~ this is interesting! I'm in!

SatoSugu x Douma Like-Reader

Genre: headcanons

Reader: Female

Warnings: The reader has the past and attitude of Douma from KNY, that is, she has difficulty understanding and expressing emotions. apart from a shady past and is worshiped by a cult. she has rainbow eyes and gray hair, if a reader with a specific appearance bothers you, don't read this. CULTS AND WHAT THEY CONVINCE, The reader and Gojo share a neuron, and they are horrible with their emotions, I think that's all.

Since you were born, you have been the center of attention in your family.

You were born with eyes of all the colors of the rainbow and gray hair. Your family was amazed by this.

Thanks to this, your family believed that they had been blessed by the gods, that YOU had been blessed by the gods and that you could communicate with them, so they started a cult in your name to be able to worship the idea they had of you.

You, being a small and innocent girl, did not understand any of this, but you acted how they wanted you to act to make them happy. You believed that if they were happy, you were happy, right? but you never really understood very well how emotions worked. They never explained it to you or bothered to tell you anything about it.

It was somewhat frustrating but you resigned yourself quickly. You had to maintain the role you had been assigned after all. keep your hope.

but there really wasn't any, you were never able to communicate with the gods…. there really was nothing to have faith in.

but these people were in denial, and would not allow you to give up your position.

Everything got worse when your parents died, your mother murdered your father…and then committed suicide.

you found their corpses.

but the worst of all was that you didn't know how to process the loss of your parents. how you didn't even know how to process your own emotions.

You just thought about how unpleasant the smell of blood was and you replayed the scene over and over in your head.

all while you didn't change your facial expression. smiling, the one that people wanted to see in you, a supposed "saint"

So you adapted that mentality to your daily life, no matter how many lies you have to tell, no matter how many people get hurt because of this--

As long as the believers were happy, maybe one day you would be too. some day…

Until then, Keep smilling, keep make them happy, keep faken up your emotion, maybe if you fake it enough, you will feel something more than this inmense Void.

but at least all this had its good side, you developed your own damn ice technique!

It was powerful enough that the people in charge of you decided that you needed help in managing it.

that's how you ended up at Jujustu Tech.

That's how you met them…

When you first arrived at Jujustu Tech, you attracted a lot of attention. not only because of your carefree attitude but, obviously, because of your appearance. You were fine with that, you were used to it.

but when Geto and Gojo saw you for the first time when they introduced you to their group…WOW they were silent. which was weird in itself.

Gojo, being Gojo, and well recovered from the shock, went up to you and asked if you had contact lenses, even if he could see that you didn't, he HAD to make sure you didn't.

Geto obviously scolded him and apologized on his behalf for his rude comment. But he didn't miss the opportunity to say how beautiful your eyes were.

With these first impressions you could get an idea of ​​what they were like. And honestly? You became friends very quickly.

To be honest, growing up adored by your cult and having a pretty powerful ability, you ended up being quite arrogant, well-meaning, but cocky.

Thanks to this, Gojo was able to connect with you quite quickly, at first with the intention of destroying that ego you had, but it always ended badly in one way or another.

For example, trying to outdo yourself in physical combat seeing that you depended a lot on your ability with ice, it's a piece of cake with his Infinity, right? well…

Both Gojo and Geto made the same mistake when facing you for the first time, UNDERESTIMATING YOU based on your seemingly silly personality.

You turned out to be more skilled than he thought, which cost him almost blinding him when you realized how special his eyes were. Something similar happened with Geto, he wanted to know more in depth about your abilities, but above all, to know if your eyes, similar to Satoru's, had any unusual abilities.

only to have his ass kicked for being distracted by them…

They could respect you from the beginning, they could see that there was something more than a smiling mask in you. a great power.

Although the more they got to know you, the more things came to light and the more they understood you.

You and Gojo could understand each other on the level of having people expect too much of you, things that are not yours and even putting you on a pedestal for that (in your case very literally). Gojo found the whole cult thing very shady when you told them both, but he also found it shady that you didn't understand how that was WRONG.

Geto was the same(at the start), you and he understood each other more on the side of having abilities (in your case appearance) that although "helps people" rather condemns them to a pretty miserable life.

Thanks to this he opened up to you when he was in spiral, he felt that if anyone would understand him, it would be you.

In case we follow the canonical route, you tend to show two faces with each of them, both authentic and part of you, but distant from each other.

With Geto, you show your most morally perverse side, enjoying for the first time your position in the cult, the power you have over the lives of those people, realizing that YOU ARE the one in control.

You and Geto united the cutls, becoming even more powerful and influential, Geto is a loving couple, I'm not going to lie. He continues to pamper you as much as you want, whether physically, materially or emotionally.

The family respects you a lot, not only because of your power, but because they see you as an equal to Geto, the legitimate queen of the new world for sorcerers.

Geto doesn't really agree with watching you fight, and since you yourself are a little lazy to do it, he leaves the part of interacting with the believers to be your strong point.

Despite everything, being with Geto in this case has its disadvantages, and that is that he does not let you get down from that position of power and believe that the rest are better, apart from the fact that he encourages your harmful behavior towards others (that is, he does not let you mature )

Although don't misunderstand me, he will do everything possible to help you understand and experience the emotions that you have been depriving yourself of.

and when you go with Gojo (he and Gojo "divide custody" in this case) you do a 180 degree turn. You show your most happy and carefree side.

With Gojo you feel like there is nothing to worry about, you like that, he is quite relaxed himself.

Similarly to Geto, he spoils you a lot and is a great cuddler. He LOVES having PDA with you, hugs, kisses, snuggles, anything. he loves it.

Gojo directly takes you to therapy for emotions and when you come out and talk to him about your progress he is very happy to see you getting better every day, it seems.

Unlike Geto, he would try to remove the cult's influence from your life by seeing them as primarily responsible for your traumas (along with the death of your parents) and is fiercely protective in that regard.

They know it, you know it, one bad move and they're screwed.

NOW, if we're talking about the AUS where Geto doesn't get corrupted and stays in Jujutsu Tech with Mimiko and Nanako…IT'S ALL FLUFF.

Both are great life partners, mainly because they balance each other and thus you get the best of the best of EVERYTHING.

(i cant write more than this so sorry if its seems cut off im triying to fix it)

#fem reader #jjk #headcanons #jjk x reader #jjk x y/n #jujutsu kaisen #jujustu kaisen #jujutsu no kaisen #jjk gojo #jjk geto #gojo satoru x reader #geto suguru x reader #geto suguru #satoru gojo #satosugu x reader #satosugu #gojou satoru x reader #geto x reader #gojo x reader #geto suguru x you #suguru geto x reader #gojo x geto x reader

[cultmaxxing]

rq x anti relationship flag (for me and my partner :) )

RADQUEER X ANTI

[ID: A shaped striped flag with varying stripe sizes, there are fifteen stripes total. The first and fifteenth stripes are white and slightly thin and the second and fourteenth stripes are light gray and thinner. The third and thirteenth stripes are a darker light gray have a bump pattern facing inwards towards the center, which is covering up a medium gray stripe as the fourth and twelfth stripes. The fifth and eleventh darker gray stripes also bear a bumpy pattern in the same frequency as previous, but face outwards to make the medium gray stripe appear like a four-pointed star. The sixth and tenth stripes are as thin as the first and last, but are in a dark gray color. The seventh and ninth stripes are the thinnest out of all stripes and are a dark red. The center bears a thick rainbow gradient, taken from that of the original radqueer flag. End ID.]

⌒ ★ this is for anybody who identifies as radqueer who is dating, crushing on, or even friends with an anti-radqueer!

the white to gray gradient represents a more depressing lifestyle, featuring those who do not agree with the radqueer lifestyle and even go as far as to harass them. the red stripe represents a small twinge of disagreement or hiding, as many radqueers are afraid to come out to their partners. the rainbow stripe represents the radqueer ideology!

#pro rq 🌈🍓 #radqueer #radqueer safe #rq community #rq please interact #rq safe #rq 🌈🍓 #rqc #rqc🌈🍓 #pro radq #radq interact #radq safe #pro radqueer #radqueer community #radq #rq coining #radqueer coining #⌒🍰 COIN #⌒🍰 ASK

[the-lonely-crow]

I’m feeling very calm and normal by the way in case anyone was wondering. Also his tattoos are the alchemical symbol for life and an ouroboros which symbolizes eternal cycles of death and rebirth, if you even care.

[Image ID: digital full body drawing of Gerry Keay from the Magnus Protocol. He has long black hair with blond streaks in the front. He is wearing an oversized gray long sleeve shirt with the sleeves pushed up around his elbows and black ripped jeans with fishnets showing through the holes in the knees and black combat boots. On the front of his neck he has a large death head moth tattoo. Just under it there is the alchemical symbol for life. Over his shoulders and across his color bones there are leafy vine tattoos. An ouroboros (snake eating its own tail) tattoo can be seen peaking over the neckline of his shirt. He wears a tan apron over his clothes and everything except his shirt is covered in streaks and splatters of colorful paint. His apron has three pockets in a row. The far left and center pockets both have various shapes and sizes of paint brushes in them while he has his right hand in the far right pocket. In the top left corner of his apron he has a rainbow pride pin and in the top left there is a gray brain cancer awareness ribbon pinned with a safety pin onto his apron. He is smirking slightly and looking off to the right of frame. He looks happy. /End ID]

#Tmagp gerry #tmagp8 spoilers #the magnus protocol #Crows-art

[mygoldtears]

🌕 Part 1 🌑

(It’s here!)

♫At the end of the rainbow, there's happiness♫

A soft voice can be heard. Her voice was full of pain and heartache.

A human silhouette of a human falling from the sky as a rainbow bursts upwards through the clouds.

♫And to find it, how often I've tried♫

A silhouette of a young princess is seen with two other silhouettes before her, one small one tall turning around as they disappear, another shadow towering over her, appearing again from earlier but it was the tall one with long horns, both pointing at something behind her.

♫But my life is a race, just a wild goose chase♫

Where the figures were pointing, which shows Hell being circled by Angels.

♫And my dreams have all been denied/Why have I always been a failure?♫

the shadow looms over the sad princess being disappointed in her as demonic arms and tentacles cover them.

♫What can the reason be?♫

♫I wonder if the world's to blame♫

As the Earth rotates many eyes begin to surround it.

♫I wonder if it could be me♫

Silhouettes of Angles are seen smiling deviously “X’ over their right eyes as they look down upon the souls they have exterminated. The one at the center of the bodies of demons their faces begins to flicker. appears the same devilish grin and “X” over her right eye.

As the world around them fade appears a new place with nothing but bloodshed all around, graffiti, and signs that say "Fuck You, Heaven", "Punishment" and "Your Days Are Numbered" can be seen throughout

This place is HELL.

♫I'm always chasing rainbows Watching clouds drifting by♫

On top of all this, we see a hotel, where we see the Princess of Hell Charlotte Morningstar, or Charlie as she likes to be called. to walk towards the balcony doors with a saddened look.

♫My schemes are just like all my dreams

Ending in the sky♫

Charlie heads towards the hotel's balcony as she releases fireworks that signal to the rest of Hell that the Extermination has ended.

♫ Some fellows look and find the sunshine. ♫

The remaining demons who survived the extermination are seen checking the area to see if the coast is clear.

♫ I always look and find the rain. ♫

a tall and slender, light gray-skinned demon. She sports white ankle-length hair with bangs and black streaks, usually formed in large horns by black thin ribbons. white ballerina shoes open the blinds to the room, revealing the fireworks display. She is now alone and we see three more demons, one of them being the King of Hell himself hiding in the shadows sitting on a chair, present in the same room with her.

♫ Some fellows make a winning sometime. ♫

We next see a Porn Studios with flashing lights, owned by the V’s. Velvette a trendsetter takes a selfie with Vox who is annoyed, and then Valentino a moth demon who smiles quickly leaves his face when he sees that he got a text from one of his employees.

♫ I never even make a gain. / Believe me. ♫ Charlie sings looking at her home.

Two girl demons are seen pulling out an angelic spear from a corpse and leaving as the cannibals waiting nearby pounce on her dead body. A woman is seen crossing out Franklin's name from the sign above their business with black paint, With a smile.

♫ I'm always chasing rainbows. ♫

A demon is seen cleaning up what's been left of the Extermination as other demons begin to walk freely about in the open as if nothing happened.

Charlie is in tears as her song comes to an end.

♫ Waiting to find a little bluebird... in vain. ♫

Charlie looks back at the Clock Tower with tears. as it resets the timer for the next yearly cleanse.

.🌒🌕🌘.

A new sinner is seen screaming, fallen into Hell, and transformed into a demon. He falls face-first onto the road, surprised and hand pats himself with all four of his arms. to see if he is still “alive”.

Four-armed Demon “I'm alive! I'm alive-“

He gets run over by a car driven at full speed and stops the front door open. A pink spider demon is seen getting out of the car fixing his clothes and hair.

The driver snickers “Heh. Thanks for the fun time, hot stuff!”

The spider demon pushes his hands through his hair “Yeah, yeah, listen. while” *Fixes his hair more* Keep this discreet, you hear me? I can't let it get out. I'm offering my services to randos on the street! It was a quick cash grab *he makes a cash-like gesture with his fingers and snaps his fingers at him, smiling*. Ya got it?”

“Pfft! Whatever you say, slut!” the demon laughed

The spider demon pretends to be offended “Ouch! Ooh!” turns back to face him with a smile “Such an insult! Let me know when you've come up with something creative to call me” looms over demon and points at him with all his index fingers, “you sack of poorly packaged horse shit!” He gets close to the demon's face who was a bit dumbfounded at the pornstar “Tell the missus I said "hi"” kisses him, and waving goodbye “Shnookums!”

The demon embarrassed and a bit grumpy mumbling under his breath “Pack a - puh…” angrily drives off, the spider demon is unamused before looking behind him to see a vending machine full of drugs instead of drunks.

He goes for the one called Angel Dust just as he is about to open it, a random feathered demon runs by snatching the drugs out of his hands..

“Hey!” Yelled the spider demon. “Up yours drag sh-“

Splat!

A boulder falls out of the sky, crushing the feathered demon instantly. the pink spider gasped.

“Oh, my GOD!”

He leans in to pick up his pack of drugs from the demon's hand as it twitches. with a devastated look on the pink spider's face “MY DRUGS!” he yelled before clenching the bag angrily “Damn it!”

He looks up to see where the boulder comes from. He found what looked like a warship passing by, destroying everything in its path.

.🌒🌕🌘.

inside a warship, revealing a demon snake and his egg henchmen who are marked by numbers on their backs, running around while their boss is laughing maniacally.

operating the controls to the ship “Those other cowardly sinners dare not hinder my territorial take over! A wise decision! The power of my machines are unmatched!” pushing two levers, his hood(or hair?) flares open like a cobra. “No other demon can compare to the likes of I!”

Egg Boi #23: Gee! That was pretty swell, boss!

Egg Boi #666: Yeah!

Another chipped in “You showed them what for! I liked when you” the egg mimicked the action of a shooting ray gun with its finger and thumb “shot them with your ray gun!” Annoyed, the snake demon slapped the poor thing.

Egg Boi #23: I wish he'd shoot me with his ray gun...

Their boss rolled his eyes before continuing what he was doing and the hood flared open. “At this rate, I will seize control of the entire west side of The Pentagram by day's end” pushes a few buttons “And nothing!” he pulls down levers towards him “Not a single beast in this inferno of suffering will be able to take back this empire from” grabbing an Egg Boi with his tail squeeze them “my constrictive grasp!”

Suddenly an Egg Boi pops out of nowhere, pops open a bottle of whiskey onto Serpent's face who proceeds to swat said Egg Boi aside before throwing the squeezed Egg Boi aside as well.

Random Egg Boi: Oh, boy!

“Hell will be mine! And everybody will know the name of Sir Penti-“

“EDGELORD!”

Sir Pentious is interrupted by a scream. Sir Pent and Egg Boiz become surprised.

“Pardon!?” offended by this he looks around angrily before his gaze on the two Egg Boiz behind him “Who said that?! What did you just say to me, you fried chicken fetuses?! He said with a hiss “Speak up!”

The Two Egg Boiz petrified. “That wasn't us, Mr. Bossman.”

Something breaks through the glass of Sir Pent's ship. A small bomb with a print of a skull on it then lands right between Sir Pent and the two Egg Boiz. realizing what it was, The bomb proceeded to blow up, leaving red smoke behind.

Sir Pent coughs and hacks

The smoke begins to clear up, revealing a slender yet curvy-figured, tattooed sleeve, white-skinned cyclops-like demon as she prepares another bomb in hand to throw.

“You lookin' for a fight, old man?!”

She yelled as she began to juggle around her cherry bomb ”Why don't you get that tinker toy bullshit off my turf before smash it?!” throwing it up and catching the bomb.

A large pipe falls on top of an Egg Boi, crushing him as Sir Pent and Cherri momentarily look at the carnage. Before returning to their interaction the Cyclops demon grins sadistically and continues her sentence “More..”

“Oh!” the sir pent hood flares open as his smile comes back on his face. “You wanna go, missy?! Well, I'm happy to oblige! Ahahah!”

He is then backed up by his henchmen of Egg Boiz. with weapons in hand

.🌒🌕🌘.

The logo for 666 News is shown on a black background, which is followed by the day's newscast. Showing us two anchors, a male and a female, About to introduce themselves

“Good afternoon, I'm Katie Killjoy.”

She is a tall, slim, pale-skinned demon. She has short, light blonde hair that flares into an almost fan-like shape, swept to the side bangs. She has rose-red eyes with small, white pupils. Her neck is long, mirroring her thin torso. Wearing a concise red dress.

“And I'm Tom Trench”

Tom's head is composed of a gas mask, which is his entire face to his neck, and has a sweep of ashy blonde hair and is wearing a gray suit.

An image of the snake demon trying to look cool, followed by a drawing of the Cyclops demon who is flipping off the camera.

“Chaos out at Pentagram City today as a turf war is raging on the west side!”

Tom said before continuing.

“Between notable kingpin, Sir Pentious, and self-proclaimed spunky powerhouse, Cherri Bomb!”

Katie Killjoy backs him up “That's right, Tom! After the recent Extermination, many areas are now up for grabs!” making a grabbing hand motion.

A live clip of Cherri and Sir Pentious's clash is shown.

“Demons all over Hell are already duking it out to gain new territory!” she said

“Those two seem to be really going at it, huh?” said Tom

“Looks like they're fighting tooth and nail,” she said while fishing out a tooth and a nail respectively from her mug of coffee “For that hot spot!” she proceeded to swallow said tooth and nail.

Tom who is looking over at the live broadcast focusing more on Cherri “And I'd sure like to nail her hot spot!” wiggles his eyebrows “Hoohoo!”

Katie Killjoy laughs “You are a limp-dick jackass, Tom! Or should I say” pouring scalding hot coffee onto his crotch “No dick?”

Tom curls in pain saying not again.

The screen shows a picture of Charlie as Tom can still be heard whimpering in pain in the background. And Katie Killjoy smiling like nothing happened while continuing the new cast

“Coming up next, we have an exclusive interview with the daughter of Hell's head honcho who's here to discuss her brand new passion project! All that and more, after the break!” crushes her mug in her hand and turns to Tom who's still in pain, poor guy “ Suck it up, you little bi-!”

The newscast goes on a commercial break.

Out from a nearby screen, focusing on Charlie and her girlfriend as she fixes Charlie's bow. Her girlfriend exhaled “Okay! You remember what to say?” she said Charlie inhaled “Yes! Let's do this!

“Just, look at me and I'll mouth it to you.”

“Ugh! Come on, Vaggie!” Charlie bends backward “Know what to say! I just feel like we need to...I don't know,” grabs a donut before gasping “Make things sound more exciting! Hooo! What if I sin-”

“Sing a song about it?” Vaggie said cutting her girlfriend off. Charlie boops her nose “You knew I was gonna say that” Vaggie smiles fixing Charlie's bow again before saying “Because I know you, But please don't sing. This is serious”

“Well, you know, I'm better at expressing myself and my goals through song!” said Charlie as she stood on the table where Razzle and Dazzle were happily munching on doughnuts, watching her.

Vaggie places hands on hips “But, life isn't a musical, hon.”

Charlie sighs “Fine. But, I have these other ideas of what to say!” she starts bouncing a bit as she shows Vaggie a piece of paper “The highlighted bits are the best part!”

“Uh, it's all highlighted”. Vaggie squints realizing something “Is this a drawing?” looking back at Charlie.

“Yes! That's the happy ending, see?!” Charile begins to fantasize about it “Everyone smiling and happy in Heaven!”

Vaggie pinches the bridge of her nose “I don't think it's that simple. Just please follow the talking points we went over. And” she grabs Charlie by her cheeks to face her “Do not sing!”

Charlie sadly agrees “Okay, fine. I'll just have to resort to my impeccable improv skills! She said in a British voice before saluting at Vaggie as she walked over to Katie Killjoy.

Charlie nervously introduced herself “Hi! I'm Charlie.” with her hand out going for a handshake

Katie Killjoy unamused “Katie Killjoy.” she said exhaling the smoke of her cigarette before crushing it. “I'd say it's a pleasure to meet you, but that would be a lie.” she throws away her cigarette “You can put that away.” gestures to Charlie's hand “I don't touch the gays. I have standards!” she says with disgust.

“Yeah? How's uh... how's that working out for ya?” Charlie says turning to look around her nervously.

“Look, my time is money. So, I'll keep this short.” Katie says proceeds to poke Charlie “You're not here because we wanted you here. You're here because Jeffrey couldn't make it for his cannibal cooking segment.” A billboard of Jeffrey's cannibalism cooking show titled "It's Dahm Good!" can be seen behind Katie.

Katie Killjoy fluffs her hair “You might be some royal big shot, but that doesn't mean shit to me. I'm too rich and too influential” Tom can be seen shaking his head in disapproval as Katie boasts about her wealth and influence to Charlie “to give a flying fuck about some tux-wearing demon. "Princess" wants to advertise.” she does air quotes with her fingers

‘But, I-” Katie Killjoy get close to Charlie's face cutting her “So, don't get cute with me, honey, or I will fucking bury you!”

News Staff: And we're live!

in the blink of an eye, Katie Killjoy is back in her seat at the desk, holding papers while snapping her neck. “Welcome back! So, Charlotte!” Charlie smiles nervously as a spotlight flashes her way. “It's... Charlie.”

“Whatever. Tell us about this new passion project you've been insistently pestering our news station about!” she said as she tried to hold in her outburst by clenching her pen

Charlie looked around and saw Vaggie motion her to go on she cleared her throat “Well, as most of you know, I was born here in Hell, and growing up, I always tried to see the good in everyone around me.”

Killjoy was rolling her eyes in boredom before she spotted a slug and stabs it with her pen, the slug's blood bursts all over. Some got on Charlie. “Hell is my home and we just went through another Extermination.” Charlie then wipes off the blood on her cheek “You are my people.’

“We lost so many souls, and it breaks my heart to see my people being slaughtered every year. No one is even given a chance!” she slams her fist on the table, waking up Katie Killjoy mediately, and walks away from the desk “I can't stand by while the place I live is subjected to such violence!”So, I've been thinking”

putting her finger under her chin as she walks around the audience “Isn't there a more humane way to hinder overpopulation here in Hell?” looking at everyone in the room. “Perhaps we can create an alternative way to change souls through... redemption?” throws her arm around one of the News Cast's staff members with a smile forming on her face.” Well, I think yes! So, that's what this project aims to achieve!” walking back to the desk “Ladies and gentlemen, I'm opening the first of its kind! A hotel that rehabilitates sinners!”

Silence in the room you can hear a pin drop.

.🌒🌕🌘.

Outside of the broadcast, we see The Radio Shack, which many other demons are seen watching by the streets and everywhere else in Hell who don't look amused in the slightest

Charlie's confidence begins to fall slowly on TV “Y'know? 'Cause hotels are for people passin' through... temporarily…”

A Lizard Demon laughs at this “Is this girl for real?! She thinks-” he tries to hold in his laugh but fails “You hear what she thinks?! She thinks- HAHA! Ah, she's nuts,” he walks out of The Kaiju Klub with his friends while you can hear charlie speaking in the background “I think it'll serve a purpose... a place to work toward redemption... yay...!”

Back to the demons watching her broadcast from The Radio Shack. A mysterious red figure walks up to see her broadcast alongside a bunch of other demons watching.

.🌒🌕🌘.

Cameraman snickers at this calling Charlie a Stupid bitch. Vaggie who happens to be beside the Cameraman, punches the cameraman square in the face for calling her girlfriend that. Charlie looks around, saddened because no one seems interested in such a thing. “Look, every single one of you has something good, deep down inside. I know you do!” Charlie thinks for a moment before finally coming up with a solution “...Maybe I'm not getting through to you.” she said sitting on the table

Razzle and Dazzle alerted that Charlie was about to do

Vaggie facepalms

Charlie snaps her fingers as the room turns dark then a spotlight is shown over a piano out of nowhere that Charlie, Razzle, and Dazzle made appear

Top Hat Demon: Wow! ...That was shit!

Everyone in the audience including Killjoy and Trench begins to laugh at Charlie. Charlie looked crushed and devastated and slumped back down to her seat. There was a boo section in the news and the demons look uninterested

“Boo..”

Katie Killjoy began to speak while laughing. “What in the Nine Circles makes you think a single denizen of Hell would give two shits about becoming a better person?! You have no proof that this little experiment even works! Do you want people to be good?! Just... because?!” She burst out laughing.

Charlie glares at her, “Well, we have a patron already, who believes in our cause and he's shown incredible progress!”

Katie Killjoy in feigns shock glances at her “Oh? And who might that be?”

Charlie tries to look smug and confident while looking at her nails “Oh, just someone named... Angel Dust!”

This grabbed Tom Trench's attention “ The porn star?”

Katie Killjoy turns to him menacingly her nails scratching the table “You fucking would, Tom!” She turned back to Charlie “In any case, that's not even an accomplishment. I'm sure you could get that hooker to do anything with enough booger sugar and lube” she said, making motions of a handjob.

“Oh, I beg to differ! She gets close to Katie Killjoy's face “He's been behaved, clean, and out of trouble for two weeks now.”

News Staff offscreen: Breaking News!

Katie Killjoy grins and shoves Charlie off her desk. while smiling “We are receiving word that a new player has entered the ongoing turf war! Let's go to the live feed.

The live feed shows Angel Dust stepping on an Egg Boi and throwing a grenade over at Sir Pentious with visible laughter in the background as Charlie stares at the screen in shock.

“Oh…shit.”

Angel Dust is in the background saying “I'm a bad person!”

Katie Killjoy beings to smile even wider "Oh, shit" indeed! It looks like the one who just joined the battle is none other than” she feigns a gasp a hand in front of her mouth “porn actor, Angel Dust! What a juicy coincidence! You must feel really stupid, right now.” turns to Charlie as she shakes her fist, Killjoy and Trench proceed to laugh at Charlie.”Ratings!” They said in sync doing Jazz hands

Charlie stares at the live feed in distress and attempts to block it from the audience's view.“Don't look at this!”

Katie Killjoy looms over her Well, it sure looks like your little project is dead on arrival. Charlie slowly turns around “Tell us, how does it feel to be a total failure?” everyone except Vaggie starts bursting into laughter

Charlie tries to think of a comeback “Yeah, well…” looks around and spots a pen “How does it feel that I got your pen, huh?!” grabs Killjoy's ballpen “Bitch!”

Everybody instantly stops laughing while Katie Killjoy's death stare, Charlie realized she fucked up and nervously laughed “Oops” and puts the pen back down.

Tom Trench runs off-set.

Killjoy's demonic form reveals itself as she looms over Charlie, Growling.

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Purplish red smoke transitions into Angel Dust and Cherri Bomb fighting Egg Boiz.

“Hey!, thanks for the backup, Angie!”

Angel Dust laughs, Cherri Bomb fires a rocket launcher.

“You kiddin'? This is the best action I've seen in ages!” puts his hands behind his head all the other extra limbs hold his gun.

Cherri launched another cherry bomb “Where've you been, anyway? I thought you up and died or some shit!”

Angel Dust lit a bomb and handed it to her rolling his eyes “Oh, I wish! I've been staying at this crappy hotel on the other side of town. Some broads are lettin' me stay rent-free if I play nice.”

They both cover their heads as the explosion sets off behind them, then grin at each other as they jump into the field. Angel Dust Continues to shoot down Egg Boiz with what seems to be a drum mag M1928 Thompson “Y'know, no fights, no pranks, no "problematic language"... Her words, not mine.”, launching an Egg Boi airborne and shooting him from behind a bit of yoke splattered on him, he sighs again “These crazy bitches are no fun! I've been clean for two weeks!”

Cherri Bomb was in disbelief “Holy shit”

Looks at the leftover smudge on his finger while giving a smug look “Well, sorta clean.” destroys an incoming Egg Boi “Just clean as you can get from a shitload of Bolivian marching powder!” Sir Pentious shows up behind Angle, throws the end of a chain, wraps around the angle swiftly, and gets thrown aside by Sir Pentious.

throws his head “Ohh~ Harder, daddy!”

Sir Pentious, taking it seriously, gasps. ”Son?!”

Angle raises a brow at this, and Cherri kicks Sir Pentious to the side. And lands beside Angle.

Sir Pentious annoyed and angry, his hood (hair?) flares open “You whores have no classes! In war, The side remembered is the side with the most style!” He hissed while adjusting his tie.

“Or the side that ain't dead” Cherri Bomb replied while decapitating an Egg Boi with her bare hands

Angel Dust stood up and removed the chains restricting him before saying “Speaking of style, is your hat like, alive or something?” Makes a magical gesture with his four limbs.

“Oh! Well, that's none of your GODDAMN BUSINESS! Now, is it?” Sir Pentious hissed.

“Hah!, would that make your hat the top and you the bottom?”

An Egg Boi: Oooooh!

gets a pebble thrown at him by Sir Pentious

Sir Pentious now enraged hissed. “I'm going to blow you to bits!”

Angel Dust eyes him up and down like what he heard “Hm, kinky”

Sir Pentious: Oh, not like that Pervert!” knocks over an Egg Boi, hood flares open again.

Angel notices an Egg Boi with a tentacle launcher which causes him to push Cherri to the side. While taking the hit and getting tangled up in all the tentacles.

“Not so cocky now, are we?!

unamused by this “Y'know, you really gotta watch what comes outta ya mouth. I've been making these sex jokes the whole” limbs get pulled on as Sir Pentious reveals a drill which jump starts “TIME!” reveals his third pair of arms carrying a gun “And it's obvious ya ain't catchin' on. I mean, it's just sad!” pulls out M1928 and shoots it at Sir Pentious*

Cherri Bomb appears at his side “So, think you're gonna get in a lotta trouble for this?” Angel Dust retracts his third set of arms “Eh, what's one little brawl gonna cause?”

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We then see Charlie and Killjoy trying to duke it out on each other like it's some sort of WWE match while a fire alarm goes off in the background with Trench running around, engulfed in flames, yelling “ WHY WON'T ANYONE HELP ME?!”

Back at the turf war

Cherri Bomb slugs him on the arm “Glad you haven't changed!”

“You know you're my favorite guy to party with!”

Angel Dust grins “You know it, sugar tits!”

Cherri Bomb takes out one of her bombs facing him “You ready to finish this?”

Angel Dust grins while taking out his Thompson gun “Born ready, baby!”

Angel and Cherri pounce on Sir Pentious and his army as they prepare to clash, Charlie and Killjoy are still at each other's throats screaming, and Trench is still on fire, screaming in agony. The camera shows all the characters present, screaming as the scene turns silent.

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The royal family limousine can be seen driving back to the hotel. Charlie is hugging her knees and looking out the window. Her jacket is ruined after Katie Killjoy and her fight, while Vaggie sits next to her, glaring furiously at Angel Dust. Who is at the end of the limo Charlie sighs and glances at her girlfriend Vaggie, whose eye twitches at Angel Dust, who can be seen amusing himself by playing with the car window roller repeatedly.

Vaggie scrunches up her face, Angel Dust stops what he is doing glancing up and making eye contact “What?”

Vaggie in disbelief at his response "What?, WHAT?!, What were you DOING?! rips off a fist full of her hair of

“I owed my girl buddy a solid! Isn't that a "redeeming quality? Helping friends with stuff?” he said, rolling his eyes.

“Not with turf wars that result in territorial genocide!”

Angel Dust shrugs “Eh, you win some, you lose a few hundred.” He laughs then proceeds to play with the car window button “It wasn't that bad, anyway.” Vaggie throws a knife at the window button missing his finger by a few inches, startling him.

“Aw, come on! I had to, My credibility was on the line! I mean, what kind of reputation would I have if people found out I was tryna go clean? It just throws out my entire persona!”

brushes his hair, and suggestively pushes up his chest floof.

Vaggie did not like his response “Your credibility? What about the hotel's?!” She made a gesture “Your little stunt made us look like a fucking joke!”

Angel Dust scoffs “No, no, no, babe. The jokes are funny! I made you look... uh, sad! He lays on his stomach while kicking his legs a bit. “And pathetic! Like an orphan... with no arms... or legs... Oh! With progeria”

Charlie covers herself with her long blonde hair as Angel tries to make this situation better but fails miserably “Great! Now I'm bummed thinkin' about it!” Throws his arms in the air before starting to look around the limousine “This thing has any liquor?”

“Can you please just try to take this seriously?” Vaggie said almost in a begging tone

Angel Dust is still trying to find liquor but only found a dust bunny. He flicks it off his finger “Fine, I'll try. Just don't get your taco in a twist, baby!” snaps his finger at her while smiling” Vaggie glares at him.

“Was that you trying to be sexist or racist?”

Angel Dust groans “Whatever pisses you off more. Is there seriously no liquor in here!”

Vaggie returns to sit next to Charlie, and crosses her arms her eyes never living Angel Dust “I'm gonna kill 'im”

“Too late, toots. Wait! Would that make me double-dead? Hah, and where exactly do I go? To Double Hell? Hahahahahahahaha! Sorry, you're stuck with me, bitch - get used to it” he folds all his arms confidently.

angrily Vaggie grits her teeth ``¡Con una mierda, malparido hijo de-!” (For fuck's sake, you bastard son of-!)

“Listen, who cares if some jack-offs got hurt? Most of 'em are ugly freaks. Look around!” He looks out the limousine window, smirking “You got a bunch a fuckin' Harlequin babies down here!” He laughed at his insult.

Vaggie mumbled under her breath “You're one to talk.”

Feeling attacked by that Angel Dust looks back at her. Making her smile smugly “Hey!” Angel Dust motions to his body “This body is flawless! Everyone wants summa me,” pushes up chest fluff and takes out a letter. “and I've got the creepy fan letters to prove it!”

Takes a letter from in between his floof and reveals it to Vaggie It features a small picture of a dirty naked old man, who ironically has a "No Angel Dust'' tattoo, smothering his mouth on an Angel Dust body pillow and a message at the bottom saying "Show me your feet!! -Brynin, #1 Fan/Critic".

Vaggie growls, Charlie being silent for a while decided to speak up about his behavior “That was uncool, y'know, Angel.”

Vaggie looks at her with a surprised expression "Uncool?!, After that train wreck, there is no way anyone is gonna wanna stay at the hotel!” looks toward Angel Dust and points at him “All thanks to you and your selfish bullshit!”

“Does that mean I don't have a free room anymore?” Vaggie motions to him What do you think?"

Angel Dust snaps his fingers “Ah...well, shucks”

” Hey, come on.” Charlie removes the ruined jacket “We don't know if things are over yet! Try to relax, Vaggie.” she puts a hand on Vaggie's left shoulder “I-it'll be okay!”

Vaggie smiled softly at Charlie; her words made her feel a bit better.

They finally arrive at the Happy Hotel, Charlie opens the hotel door, revealing a very old and dirty establishment. The first thing that Vaggie does, is throw herself on the couch, facing the wall “ Ugh, Angel Dust rummages through the fridge leaning by the wall and grabbing a box of Popsies that was the only thing in there, he grabs one and puts in his mouth, and closing the fridge. “Eh, it's probably a good idea to get some actual food in this place. Y'know, to feed all the wayward souls you got in here” he laughs a bit trying to lighten up the mood, but it doesn't work he tries to comfort Charlie reaching out his hand but decides to back off.

Charlie exits the hotel and tries to contact her mother. It goes to voice mail. “Hey, Mom. I know I keep calling and you must be busy... Busy... But, um, the interview didn't go well,” she shrinks to her knees, her back against the front door “and... I don't know if I'm ever going to make a difference” tearing up as she wipes it off her face. “I don't know what I'm doing. I could use some advice, Mom. I... I think Dad was right about me... Ahah, oof. Eh, anyway…” wipes her face once more “I'll stop talking before this gets long.” before standing back up “Love you, bye…”

Charlie walks back in and leans by the door in defeat as a sudden knock can be heard from the other side of the door, surprising Charlie, she turns around to face the double doors. she contemplates whether or not to open the door but decides to open it anyway. Behind the door was the mysterious figure watching her performance from before, standing before her, and Charlie, knowing who he was, reacted with extreme shock.

“Hel-”

gets the door slammed in front of him, Charlie looks to the side for a brief moment before opening the door again, making sure she was not imagining.

“-lo!”

She slams the door in front of his face once more calling out her girlfriend's name “Hey, Vaggie?”

Vaggie, tired and annoyed about today, replied “What?”

Charlie mimicked the Deer demon's smile “The Radio Demon is at the door!”

Vaggie sits up instantly, eyes wide immediately. “What?!”

Angel Dust, who heard the commotion takes out the popsicle from his mouth “Uh... who?”

“What should I do?!” said Charlie putting both hands on her face

“Uh, well- Don't let him in!”

Charlie decides for a moment on Vaggie's advice, she decides to once more and opens the door for The Radio Demon

“May I speak now?”

Charlie puts on a brave face “You may…”

The Radio Demon reaches his hand out “Alastor! A pleasure to be meeting you, sweetheart!” he exclaimed pulling Charlie towards him “Quite a pleasure!” lets himself in (wow ok) “Excuse my sudden visit, but I saw your fiasco on a picture show, and I just couldn't resist! What a performance! Why, I haven't been that entertained since the stock market crash of 1929! Hahahahaha,” plays with his mic staff and turns his dead to face charlie “ sooo many orphans”

Vaggie holds a harpoon towards his chest making him stop walking for a moment. “Stop right there, cabrón hijo de perra (bastard son of a bitch)! I know your game and I'm not gonna let you hurt anyone here-” Angel's head pops in, unamused “-you pompous cheesy talk show shitlord!”

Alastor not scared in the slightest moves the harpoon away “ Dear, if I wanted to hurt anyone here-” his pupils turned to dials and his smiled turned wicked “-I would've done so already.”

Charlie and Vaggie gaze at him a bit perturbed as the distortion ends.

“No! I'm here because I want to help!” Alastor said making Charlie and Vaggie raise a brow

“Say what, now?”

Alastor repeats himself “Help! Hahaha, hello? Is this thing on?” taps on his mic “Testing, testing!

Alastor's Mic opens its eye “Well, I heard you loud and clear!”

Charlie was slightly confused as to why he of all wanted to help “Um, you want to help? With...?” she trails off, Alastor teleports behind the two with his shadow “This ridiculous thing you're trying to do! This hotel! I want to help you run it.”

Charlie was confused and curious “But... why?” she questioned.

Alastor laughed, “Why does anyone do anything? Sheer, absolute boredom! I've lacked inspiration for decades. My work became mundane, lacking focus,” shoves Vaggie away from him “Aimless! I've come to crave a new form of entertainment! Hahaha!”

“Does getting into a fistfight with a reporter count as entertainment...?”

“Hahaha! It's the purest kind, my dear: Reality! True passion! After all, the world's a stage, and the stage is a world of entertainment.” he said tilting his head to the side while smiling. (creep)

“So, does this mean you think it's possible to rehabilitate a demon?” Charlie said, smiling a bit that maybe someone finally believed in her.

Alastor laughed while shaking his hand in front of her “ Of course not! That's wacky nonsense!” shakes head back and forth “-Redemption, oh the non-existent humanity! No, no, no, no. I don't think there's anything left that could save such loathsome sinners!” looks over to Vaggie who is offended and Angel who just shrugs “The chance given was the life they lived before, the punishment is this!” puts his arms out, gesturing the entirety of Hell “There is no undoing what is done!”

“So, then. Why do you wanna help me if you don't believe in my cause?” she asked

“Consider it an investment in ongoing entertainment for myself!” Alastor said, pulling Charlie close to him while twirling her “I want to watch the scum of the world struggle to climb up the hill of betterment only to repeatedly trip and tumble down to the fiery pit of failure!” His voice slowly gets darker as he describes, His way of entertainment.

“Right.” Charlie removes his hand from her back.

“Yes, indeedy!” grabs her by the waist and drags her “I see big things coming your way, and who better to help you than I?” he said while trailing off. Leaving behind two other demons who are still in the main room.

Angel Dust leans closer to Vaggie “Uh, so... uh, what's the deal with Smiles over there?” surprised by this Vaggie responds ’Wait, you've never heard of him before? You've been here longer than me!” She did gesturing him and her, he shrugs cluelessly.

“The Radio Demon. One of the most powerful beings Hell has ever seen?” she said seeing if that would make him remember.

Angel Dust shrugs a second time, crossing his arms “Eh, not big on politics.”

Veggie rolls her eye “Ugh!, Decades ago, Alastor manifested in Hell,” leans in on Angel Dust as she begins her story

a visual presentation of Vaggie's story regarding Alastor.

“seemingly overnight. He began to topple Overlords who have been dominant for centuries. That kind of raw power had never been harnessed by a mortal soul before. Then, he broadcast his carnage all throughout Hell just so everyone could witness his ability. Sinners started calling him "The Radio Demon" (as lazy as that is). Many have speculated what unimaginable force enabled him to rival our world's most ancient and destructive evils. But one thing's for sure: He's an unpredictable source of danger, a wicked spirit of mystery, and a violent monster of chaos, the likes of which we can't risk getting involved with unless we want to end up erased!”

Angel Dust interrupts her thinking “Ya done?-” Laughs dryly and points at the Radio Demon, “He looks like a strawberry pimp.” Alastor made his cane appear out of a small poof of his power. Vaggie crosses her arms “Well, I don't trust him!”

‘To be fair, do you trust any man? Any men? Men?” he asked her

Vaggie ignores that. She gets up from the couch, walks up to Charlie, and grabs her by the shoulders “Charlie, listen to me. You can't believe this creep! He isn't just a happy face! He's a deal-maker! Pure evil! He can't be redeemed! ...And is most likely looking for a way to destroy everything we're trying to do!” looks over Charlie's shoulder analyzing Alastor who is checking his nails(or claws?).

“ I... we don't know that! Look, I know he's bad,” she glares at Alastor who is inspecting the royal family portrait of Lilith, Lucifer, her between them “I know he probably doesn't wanna change, but the whole point of this is to give people a chance!”

“Looks back at her girlfriend “To have faith things will be better! How can I turn someone away? I can't. It goes against everything I'm trying to do. Everything I believe in.” She gently touches Vaggie's shoulders “Just... trust me. I can take care of myself!”

Vaggie looks at her with a worried expression “Charlie, whatever you do, do not make a deal with him!”

Alastor might have heard this makes a gesture with his hand, seemingly focusing on Vaggie.

Charlie reassures her “Don't worry, I picked up one thing from my dad!” Walking backward a bit "You don't take shit from other demons!" imitating her dad's voice walks off to where Alastor was standing.

She clears her throat “Okay, so, Al. You're sketchy as fuck and you clearly see what I'm trying to do here as a joke.” As Charlie turns away, glowing red symbols start to appear beside Alastor which quickly disappear after Charlie turns back to Alastor.

“But, I don't. I think everyone deserves a chance to prove they can be better. So, I'm taking your offer to help. On the condition that there be no…” makes gestures with hands “tricks or voodoo strings attached” Alastor rolls his eyes at that last statement. Twirling his staff

“So, it's a deal, then?”

presents his hand for a handshake as green energy bursts throughout the hotel.

Charlie stares at his hand for a moment refusing his handshake “Nope! No shaking! No deals! I... hmm... As princess of Hell and heir to the throne, I, uh, hereby order that you help with this hotel. For as long as you desire.”

A howling wolf can be heard in the background as Charlie looks over to Vaggie for approval.

‘Sound fair?” Alastor thinks for a moment, rubbing his chin “Hmm... Fair enough!” retracts his mic staff*

Charlie Sighs in relief giving him two thumbs up, “Cool beans.”

Alastor walks away from her and continues to hum while looking around as he stops, he glances at Vaggie who looks away from him. “Smile, my dear!” tickles the underside of her chin this makes her mad “You know you're never fully dressed without one!” Walks away as he continues humming “So where is your hotel staff?”

Charlie glances at Vaggie who is staring at Alastor dead in the eyes “Uh, well-”

Alastor adjusts monocle “Ohohoho, you're going to need more than that.” he walks towards Angel Dust fist who is sitting leaning “And what can you do, my effeminate fellow?”

Angel Dust looks at him up and down “I can suck your dick”

Mic feedback can be heard as Alastor tries to process what he was just offered. He laughed “HAH!, No.”

Angel shrugs “Your loss.”

“Well, this just won't do!” Alastor takes out his mic staff “I suppose I can cash in a few favors to liven things up.”

At the snap of his finger, a new fireplace has replaced the hotel's worn-down one he approaches it and picks up the mysterious figure covered in soot back of its neck, which then opens its eyes and stares at the trio in front of them.

Poof!

the soot came from her tiny figure.

“This little darling is Niffty!” Alastor introduce her

Niffty drops to the floor, unaffected “Hi, I'm Niffty! It's nice to meet you! It's been a while since “I've made new friends!

“Why're you all women, Are there any men here?!” she analyzed everyone in the room before lifting Charlie with no effort she put Charlie down, and looked around the room

“I'm sorry, that's rude, Oooh, man! This place is filthy! It really needs a lady's touch!” grabs a spider and crushes it. “Which is weird because you're all ladies, no offense.”

She stares offscreen as she takes out a feather duster “Oh, my gosh! This is awful!” She yelled in shock, she quickly cleans throughout the hotel like the flash “Nope! Nope! Nope! Nope!” spots a cockroach and stabs it with a sewing pin.

The four stare at Niffty as a voice coming from an unknown cat demon can be heard nearby.lays his cards down the table

“Hah! Read 'em and weep, boys! Full Ho- “ demonic illusions and voices distort the surroundings temporarily making the cat demon look at his new surroundings “-tel? What the fuck is this?” looks around and spots Alastor, eliciting an angry purr as he points at him “You!”

“Ah, Husker, my good friend! Glad you could make it!” Alastor says with enthusiasm

“Don't you "Husker" me, you son of a bitch! I was about to win the whole damn pot!” Husk gestured to the jackpot that was on the table, as it disappeared into nothingness.

Alastor ignored all that “Good to see you too!” Walks a bit closer to husk, who's facepalms “What the hell do you want with me this time...?” Questioned Husk who gives up at this point.

“My friend, I am doing some charity work so I took it upon myself to volunteer your services! I hope that's okay!” Wrapping his arm around husk

“Are you shittin' me?!”

Alastor thinks for a moment “Hmm... No, I don't think so!”

Husk shoves Alastor off “ You thought it'd be some kind of big fucking riot just to pull me out of nowhere?!” he points at Alastor who is dusting himself off, “ You think I'm some kind of fucking clown?!”

Alastor with a grin thinks for a second “Maybe!”

“I ain't doing no fucking charity job.” Husk said arms crossed glaring at him

Alastor teleports behind him through his shadow “Well, I figured you would be the perfect face to man the front desk of this fine establishment! With your charming smile” gestures towards the bar he made out of his magic, pulls Husks's lips into a forced grin “and welcoming energy, this job was made for you! Don't worry my friend,” walks over to the bar, revealing the soles of his shoes to have deer prints for a second “I can make this more welcoming! ...If you wish.” He makes a bottle of Cheap Booze appear on top of the bar table.

Husk stares at the booze for a second “What? You think you can buy me with a wink and some cheap booze?!” Gave a wink before grabbing the booze and looking at it “ ..Well, you can!” As he chugged down the booze

Vaggie did not like this idea “Hey, hey! Hey, hey, hey! No! No bar, no alcohol! This is supposed to be a place that discourages sin! Not some kind of mouth…brothel…man cave!”

Angel Dust Launches himself at Vaggie from somewhere “SHUT UP! SHUT! UP! We are keeping” This points to the bar with all his fingers. He walks up to the bar and begins to flirt at the poor cat man

“Hey~”

“ Go fuck yourself.” Said Husk Turning away from the pornstar, only for Angle Dust to cup his face.”Only if you watch me!”

Charlie rushed over there and got close to Husk's personal space “Oh, my gosh! Welcome to The Happy Hotel! You are going to love it here!” She tries to go for a handshake.

Husk reaches for his booze, ignoring her hand “I lost the ability to love years ago.” He said dryly and continued chugging down his booze.

“So, Whaddaya think?” Alastor said, Charlie replied “This is amazing!” she rubbed her cheeks excitedly.

Vaggie who is now standing up because of angle tackling her, stands their arms crossed “It's... okay.”

Alastor reels the two towards him. "Hahaha! This is going to be very entertaining!" Vaggie wiggles out of his grasp and Alastor fixes his monocle. A flame appears in his other hand and he throws it up, pushing Vaggie out of the way. His clothes changed and he bagan dancing with Charlie.

♫ You have a dream! You wish to tell!

twirls Charlie and dresses her up turns to Vaggie who's now on the floor and look angry

♫And it's just laughable. But, hey, kid, what the hell? ♫

turns back to Charlie and tosses her mid-air. The background behind Charlie changes to neon-colored lights featuring two apples and a skull.

Alastor catches Charlie's hands and they both tap dance.

♫ 'Cause you're one-of-a-kind! A charming demon belle! ♫

The stairs flatten and they both slide down.

♫ Now, let's give these burning fools a place to dwell! ♫

dresses up the rest of the hotel staff with a snap of his fingers Shadow demons appear from the floorboards and begin playing their instruments as Vaggie tries to talk to Charlie who is having too much fun. Alastor pulls her in with him and the others as his shadow demons surround them.

Shadow Demons: Boo!

♫ Haha! Inside of every demon is a lost cause! ♫

puts a fedora on Angel's head as he snaps his fingers back at Alastor

♫ But we'll dress 'em up for now, with just a smile! ♫

He puts a hat and fur on Vaggie and slaps her butt. She throws the accessories to the floor, now enraged

Shadow Demons: ♫ With a smile! ♫

♫ And we'll chlorinate this cesspool with some old redemption flair! ♫

kicks off skull which Niffty rushes in and cleans off

♫ And show these simpletons some proper class and style! ♫

summons a shadow clone of himself

Shadow Demons: ♫ Class and style! ♫

Alastor snaps away his shadow twirls Charlie and pinches her cheeks

♫ Oh! Here below the ground, I'm sure your plan is sound! ♫

holds hands with Charlie as they both twirl, and he lets her go.

♫They'll spend a little time, down at this Hazbin Ho-♫

The hotel door explodes, ending the music and Niffty is instantly hit with it making everyone but alastor look. Charlie, Alastor, Angel Dust, and Vaggie look outside.

Sir Pentious' warship has made an appearance outside the hotel.

Sir Pentious' warship has made an appearance outside the hotel.

“Hah! Well, well, well. Look who it is harboring the striped freak! We meet yet again, Alastor!” He said looking down at the crew mostly Alastor

“Do I know you?” Replied Alastor With a Smile on his face rising a brow at this low snake demon talking to him.

Sir Pentious ego deflates at the Radio Demons reply “Oh, yes you do!, And this time, I have the element of-“ pulls a lever “SURPRISE! Ahaha! I'm so evil!”

With a snap of a finger, an otherworldly dimensional portal opens with tentacles and shadow demons emerging from it, destroying Sir Pentious' ship while he is inside. Alastor then finishes it off as he clenches his fist a few drops of blood dripping off his hand. grinning menacingly in satisfaction for a moment as the gang looked at him in shock and horror.

Alastor breaking the tension “...Well, I'm starved! Who wants some Jambalaya? My mother once showed me a wonderful recipe for Jambalaya. In fact, it nearly killed her! Hahaha! You could say the kick was right out of Hell! Ohoho, I'm on a roll! Yes, sir! This is the start of some real changes down here! The game is set! Now…”

Alastor uses his magic changing the sign atop the hotel from "Happy Hotel" to "Hazbin Hotel".

“...Stay tuned. Hahaha…” He said sinisterly

Sir Pentious is revealed to have surprisingly survived the beating served by the Radio Demon along with Egg Boi #23 (yay he's alive)

Egg Boi #23: Now will you shoot me with your ray gun?

Sir Pentious collapses from exhaustion.

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Back at the hotel

Timeskip

Charlie had fallen asleep at her work desk, she was getting everything ready for tomorrow. She was excited but also nervous about the Radio Demon helping her and the hotel. But hey you gotta start somewhere, right?

She woke and looked And saw Keekee, her cat, and the key to the hotel in front of the door. “Hey Keekee,” she said while yawning.

“Meow”

Keekee walks toward Charlie and jumps on the table in front of her

Charlie pets her with a small smile “Did Vaggie send you here or did you want anything?” Keekee purrs when Charlie scratches her head.

Keekee then hops off the desk and walks towards the door and turns around to see if Charlie would follow her. Charlie gets up from her chair and follows her furry friend.

Straight

Left

Left again

Right

Left

“Where are you taking me, Keekee?” Charlie asked the cat, Keekee only meows in response they have been walking for a while now. Then Keekee stopped in front of a door that Charlie was for sure was never there before

It had a spade in the center and carvings of sorts

“Is this what you wanted to show me?” Charlie said looking back down at Keekee who nodded her head “I wonder what’s inside…” At first, Charlie hesitated. I mean should you open a door that appeared out of nowhere? but with a bit of determination, she reaches the door knob and opens the door.

A bright light shone through blinding Charlie, she put her hand in front of her eyes to shield them from the light. Just as it fades away she is somehow inside.

She looks at her surroundings and notices she is in a garden. But it doesn’t look like it’s from Hell it’s almost on the “Earth” She gasped in shock. She turns around and sees the door is no longer behind her “Ooh this can’t be good!” She said in full panic mode! And looks for Keekee who is no longer beside her.

“Keekee!, where are you!”

She takes off running through the garden and trying to find her beloved cat, Yelling out her name. Finally after who knows how long she was searching for KeeKee. She finally found her, Charlie sighed in relief before walking towards her, Keekee was sitting on a bench purring..

But she was not alone……

Charlie stops right behind a tree and realizes that she isn’t alone in the garden...

It was a woman sitting on the bench surrounded by purple and red rose bushes, petting KeeKee who happily purred at her delicate touch, “You are a very beautiful feline aren’t you?” Said the mysterious woman “It’s good to see you again KeeKee so much different than you were before.”

“E-excuse me, umm madam o-or ma’am..” Charlie stutters a bit trying to make herself known, she hopes to ask this lady to give her KeeKee back and see if she can help her find her way home.

“And you also brought a friend with you,” said the woman in a whisper, turning around to face Charlie “You are not from here are you, sweetheart.”

Charlie got a good look at her, she was pretty. pale skin, poofy teal hair, mauve eyes, and hibiscus red spade-shaped marks on her cheeks. She wears a long, dark purple Gothic-themed dress with a brown ring at the waist, a large black sun hat with gray and white feathers and a thorny branch, a white cravat with a light purple crescent moon on it, long mauve gloves, and black flats with pale purple socks, maroon-colored lipstick and black mascara and purple eyeshadow

“If you stare for long someone might get the wrong impression”. The lady teased Charlie, realizing her actions, and started repeatedly apologizing, historically making the women laugh “Oh, I’m just teasing you don’t take it seriously.”

“It has been trapped here for who knows how long,” she said, setting Keekee off lap, standing up and brushing off some cat fur off her dress and fixing it. “Since I met another who isn’t a statue.”

That caught Charlie off guard. “Trapped?”

“Oh!, Where are my manners, forgot to introduce myself” The lady reached out her gloved hand. “my name is Eclipsa” Charlie shook her hand “Charlie”

“Now then, now we know each other. mind telling me how you got in my mind…” she said looking at Charlie, her smile fading away from her face “because only I know and a few know about this spell, a spell that you can enter while that person is asleep or unconscious..”

Charlie doesn’t know what to say because she doesn’t know how she got here. “Well u-Um you see I don’t know how I just got here..” she said trying to answer Eclipsa's question as best as she could. This made Eclipsa look at with wide eyes her lips parted slightly. “I see…” clearing her throat “Well then that means you don’t know how to get out then..if I'm correct about this”. Putting one of her gloved hands on her chin thinking for a moment.

“Well then, we better make the most of it then it will take awhile for you to wake up” That caught Charlie’s attention in the last part. “Wake..up?” Looking around “You mean I’m stuck here..” she said in a slightly panicking tone Eclipsa noticed Charlie having a small panic attack. “Oh no!, if you said you “woke up” but you didn’t wake up you are dreaming,” Eclipsa said trying to calm down Charlie by holding her hand and making her sit at the bench she was sitting with KeeKee.

“Take a deep breath dear, can you do that for me ok?”

Charlie takes a deep breather in

“Now let it out and do it all over again, until you feel better.”

She exhales and smiles at her “thanks, I needed that.” That made Eclipsa smile.” You’re welcome. Now then how about you tell me a little bit about yourself and I will tell you a little bit about myself. To distract you from all this.”

This made Charlie feel warm inside someone who wanted to listen to her for once. She talked all about her Hotel and her friends, her amazing beautiful girlfriend, and how she wants to help her people from the extermination. And Eclipsa listens to her never once looking at her with a look of boredom or ignoring her, telling her that it’s all in her head and she needs to get her head out of the clouds. Instead, she smiles at her “Wow what an interesting idea, You will make a great ruler one day dear,” looking away for a moment before facing her “Don’t ever listen to those who bring you down, they will try to destroy what little hope you have left.”

Charlie felt something inside her, she felt appreciated. She almost cried but pushed it down as much as she could and looked at Eclipse with a look of determination.

“I promise.”

Ring

Ring

“Well it looks like our time with each other has come to an end”

“What?” replied Charlie

“You are about to wake up dear” Eclipse said pointing at Charlie's hands that were fading, and so was Keekee her tail was fading

“Wait! I am not ready to leave!. I have so much to talk about!” replied Chatiel trying to stop it from fading “Don't fight it dearly, but don't worry I'm not going anywhere. I don't have a choice in that matter,”

Eclipse replied petting KeeKee who was almost gone. “promise we will see each other again soon.” she hugged Charlie who hugged her back they both slowly sank to the ground, both sitting in comfortably while she hums before singing leaning her back against a tree.

♫ Over, under, around, and through Grab the little Mewni rabbit and pull him through. ♫

eclipse plays with Charles's hair, KeeKee has finished fading leaving them both alone but sooner just one will remain. She cradles her like a mother comforting her child from a nightmare.

♫ Pinch it and fold it and tie it in a bow ♫

She grabs a few roses beside her, summoning a purple ribbon, and places them in Charlie’s hair making a bow with the ribbon.

♫ Like two little bunny ears made out of dough. ♫

Charlie glances up at her, she begins to sing with her. it was quite catchy and it kinda made her feel like a kid again when her parents were together and happy.

♫ Over and under, wherever you roam Sweet little Mewni rabbit, hop back home. ♫

Her eyes felt heavy and she began to drift away…

“See you soon, Morningstar…”

She watched as Charlie fades away all that was left was her presence. She blinks a few times wiping away tears.

“Lucifer you have a lovely daughter she is just like you and Lilith.”

She sighs softly, her eyes trailed off to a statue that was at the center of the garden of her prison.

“Please hold on a little longer. I will be with you both. My time here will end soon enough in this prison. Because

She looks up at the sky the sun begins to fall and the moons begins to rise.

“I have made a deal”

“And it won’t be long before that deal comes to an end…”

#queen of darkness #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel lucifer #hazbin hotel lilith #hazbin hotel alastor #hazbin hotel vaggie #the vees #hazbin hotel angel dust #hazbin hotel vagatha #vaggie #Youtube #hazbin hotel x eclipsa #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel fanfiction

[dokidokitsuna]

Slowly, I think I’m getting a handle on this…I tried studying the character art from my favorite dead MMORPG, Maple Story 2, and I think it helped me find a style for the shading and rendering that’s more dramatic but still sort of cartoony.

Plus, I’ve been doing a bit of script writing, which always helps me figure things out. ^^ So please enjoy the additional work I’ve done on these character concepts.

-Between these two, Magolor definitely needed the most work: you can tell because I basically drew a full character design sheet, which is something I almost never do because I don’t like repetition. XP But it doesn’t feel repetitive when I’m totally lost to begin with. ^^; I think I got a little too abstract that first time I drew him, so my focus here was to figure out the specific shape of his body and rebuild outward from there. In stark contrast to my usual Magolor designs, he’s very tall and muscular, with an imposing silhouette (especially with his cape on). Yes, he IS hiding something under all those purple bandages, but we won’t talk about it today. ;)

-I also like that his outfit gets darker the further inside you go, from the solid white cape and glittering chains, to the silver armor and gray scarves, to the skintight navy blue fit underneath. Symbolism??? Perhaps~

-Blade’s design was already pretty solid, so I just adjusted her cape a little, and then dove straight into the Rainbow Malady concept art. ^^ Phase 1 has her sprout a second eye and wings on one side of her face. Her head catches fire, as the power of the Rainbow Sword attempts to ‘burn away the darkness’. In this phase, Blade is already in a lot of pain, but remains fully conscious and can even speak, when she isn’t coughing up multicolored blood. She can recover from this on her own with a day of rest. Phase 2 is much more serious, forcing her organs outside of her body, and growing star-shaped welts over the rest of her skin. At this point, she can no longer recover without Magolor’s help-- essentially, he uses magic to shove all her organs back where they belong and stitch up the open wounds. It’s like setting a bone after it’s broken-- just as painful as the injury itself (if not more), but necessary for proper healing…which takes about a week.  Phase 3 is the last and worst, transforming her arms into elongated wings and her whole body into burning plasma, on top of all the issues from Phase 2. Thankfully, she can’t really remain conscious in this phase-- she’s usually delirious from fever, blood loss, and her brain literally burning away. ^^; Storywise, she needs about a month to recover from this, so she doesn’t use it too often…of course, as the 'player', you can put her through it as many times as you want. =T

-Fun fact, I guess: So the primary love language between these two characters is food. ^^ I was musing about what I could do with a protagonist arc centered around worsening illness (which is…surprisingly rare), and I thought, “so what do you do for sick people? You put them to bed, you manage their symptoms, you clean and comfort them…and most importantly, you feed them.” And then ^that little doodle basically came to me in a dream, and from there evolved the idea of Magolor showing kindness to Blade by cooking for her.

Most of the time, the little affection Magolor shows to Blade is…basically performative. Think of it like a hammy supervillain petting their cat-- it’s more of a character stim than anything else. ^^; The way Magolor talks to Blade (and especially the way he talks about her…) makes it clear that the hand-holding and headpats don’t mean much.

But on the other hand, giving Blade food and watching her cutely devour it, especially during the times when she’s bed-ridden and he doesn’t see her as often…I like to think that might genuinely endear her to him a little, enough to make it a sort of stand-out gesture. Like, if he strokes her forehead when she’s sick, that’s whatever; but when he spends 5 hours making a Maxim tomato consommé for her to eat, that’s him trying to say he cares. Maybe it’s just a tiny bit, maybe it’s just in that moment, but a small part of him truly wants her to be happy.

#i think the brain worms are gonna stop now that I’ve finally gotten this out #maybe I’ll try doodling some of the boss characters later on #kirby #gijinka #au #BLADE_Princess #magolor #dark matter swordsman

[tortiefrancis]

Brazilian public university starter pack

[ ID: a set of nine images. Individual descriptions below:

1) a plate of rice and beans mixed together.

2) a white cup with coffee.

3) a bus full of people, picture taken from above.

4) a blue chair with a small desk attatched to it on one side, in light beige.

5) an old person with graying hair and beard and glasses looking at a tiny book, frowning.

6) the rainbow flag. Its stripes are red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple.

7) a young kid with spiky hair, sunglasses and a a black jacket, smiling and doing the "rock" sign with their hands.

8) the Partido dos Trabalhadores flag. It's red with a white star in the middle and "PT" in red in the center of it.

9) a person, in makeup, crying, mascara running down their face, against a black background.

End id ]

#sam.txt #sam.memes #food tw #food #não aguento mais essa merda (refiz a matrícula)

[julietianboy]

( ♤ ) Autism flag

( original - black symbol - white symbol )

[ ID: a flag with six (6) horizontal stripes, in the following colors: soft red, orange, light yellow, light green, cyan and very dark gray. The second image has a black infinity symbol in the center, and the third image has a white infinity symbol instead. /End ID ]

- a flag for people who are on the Autism spectrum in some way.

- flag meaning: red for pride, orange for social and language skills, yellow for motor and cordination skills, green for sensory processing, cyan for diversity and acceptance and black for disability. it's meant to mimic a rainbow, to represent the spectrum. the infinity symbol is the autism symbol.

#thed.flags #autism #autism spectrum disorder #asd #actually autistic #actually asd #actually autism #neurodivergent #nd #actually neurodivergent #neurodivergent pride #autism flag #asd flag #autistic flag

[ranchracoon]

Ch. 2 Angie

You carried one bag over your shoulder and the other two in your hands as you tagged along behind Mother Miranda. The two of you walked down the same path past the church and through the village center; you glanced around for any sign of your aunt's carriage but saw none. A castle in the distance caught your attention, its gothic architecture was beautifully sinister as it stood over the village like its watchful protector. People who passed by would bow their heads and tip their hats to Mother Miranda, their attention never lingered on you.

Mother Miranda led you to a large, circular site with three distinct paths: one goes to the bay, one goes to the hillside, and the other is blocked by two wooden doors. The door had a golden circle with six crow's wings attached to it. A gurgling cough caught your attention, and your eyes widened at a giant man. He sat in a horse drawn carriage with the back open, a table oit front with various objects and trinkets, and dried meats hung from the doors. His blond hair was slicked to the side and thinning, his entire belly hung over his legs and he had the widest grin you had ever seen.

"Ah ha! Good morning Mother Miranda!" The man bellowed.

"Good morning Duke, how are you doing today?" She asked.

"Well as always! Could I interest you in something? I have a whole new assortment of scented candles."

"Perhaps when I return, I am escorting Y/N here to the Benviento residence." She replied.

The man looked at you and smiled again, "good to meet you Y/N, I am the Duke. Exporter of goods from all across the world so if you ever need anything please stop by."

You gave him a nod and a half smile then continued to walk behind Mother Miranda. What an oddly welcoming man. You passed through the large wooden doors, they creaked and groaned from lack of use. The path was overgrown, the tall weeds brushed against your pants and even Mother Miranda hoisted her robe to keep from catching. The morning fog covered your shoes, from a distance it looked like you and Mother Miranda were floating. She seemed completely unbothered by the various headstones you passed until the two of you approached a tall stone structure with the name 'Claudia' etched on it. There were dolls surrounding the headstone with burnt candle nubs at the foot. Mother Miranda paused and bowed her head, she said some incoherent words then knelt down and lit a still standing candle by the grave.

The wind blew the dead leaves past your feet, it whipped a few strands of hair loose that fell in front of your face. You shook it from your head and realized that Mother Miranda had started to walk away without you; you sprinted to catch up and fixed the bag on your shoulder that had started to slip. The path curved and you paused to take in the view before you, it was otherworldly. The waterfall reflected the threads of sunlight that leaked over the mountain range with the rising sun, the spray of water created a shimmering rainbow over the mansion. The mansion itself was beautiful with rustic red wood on the outside, white stone for walls, and a regal, black iron fence surrounding it. A greenhouse was hidden off to the side but looked completely abandoned and overgrown like the rest of the path.

Mother Miranda knocked on the mahogany door and waited patiently, behind it you could hear muttered words and what sounded like a lady rambling. The door swung open violently and revealed a short, older woman whose scowl was worse than your aunt's, if that was even possible. You audibly gulped as the woman looked you up and down, she had bulging brown eyes, a hunched back, her hair was as gray as dust, and she wore a white apron that seemed to consume her whole tiny body. She was thin enough that if she turned sideways she would be invisible. The woman grumbled and waddled out of the way, still mumbling under her breath.

"Hello to you too Angie." Mother Miranda said with a bite.

Mother Miranda walked in and turned to look at you, her smile continued to radiate kindness and warmth, and you wanted to melt into a puddle underneath it. It surprised you such a woman could say something remotely unkind, but it appeared this Angie woman was the exception. Angie came out from around the corner with a broom in her hand and stopped in front of you. You forced a smile toward her and set down the briefcase to hold out a hand to her.

"Hello Angie, I'm Y/N." You said kindly.

"Don't care. Come with me." She retorted.

Angie walked away and you glanced at Mother Miranda who only gave you another smile and mouthed 'good luck.' She left through the front door, now you were completely alone with a woman who you were certain was going to cut out your eyeballs. Something hit you in the back of your head and you yelped from the pain as you shot your hand to where it struck; when you looked down, there was a small wooden figurine. Angie grumbled and tapped her foot just after you looked up at her. You picked up the briefcase and hurried up the stairs, she led you to a door and hit it with the handle of the broom.

"You're room. If you need anything, get it yourself. Put your stuff away, apparently I'm supposed to show you the ropes."

"Thank you." You mumbled.

Angie huffed and waddled away toward the stairs, you sighed and pushed open the door. The room was slightly bigger than the room you stayed in last night. There was a desk next to the door, a bed in the far right corner with a nightstand, lamp, and floatong shelf next to it, and a dresser against the wall across from the bed. You placed the briefcase on top of the small desk then the other two bags on the bed, it sprung to life and a thin cloud of dust billowed up. You coughed and backed up to the window to crack it open, the refreshing air was nice but was quickly interrupted by Angie yelling at someone or something.

You briefly poked your head out to see there was a strip of land then the waterfall. Before you go through with jumping you bring your head in and sign heavily. Spinning around on your heels you make your way back downstairs. Once down there you wander aimlessly through the main area, a sitting nook, a living/office space, and back around. No sign of her.

"What are you doing?" Said Angie from behind you.

"Ah!" You screamed.

You turned around quickly, she blinked at you as you collected your heart after it burst from your chest. Angie walked away to start the guide, she showed you the entertaining room, the sitting room, literal piles of rope, and lastly a hall with an elevator. The two of you rode the elevator down, it groaned and gently swung as it descended. Your knuckles turned white from the death grip you had on the railing, this elevator and Angie were going to be the death of you. It screeched loudly and clanged to a stop, sweat beaded around your collar and the small of your back from nerves and stress. Angie smacked her hand loudly on the side, a beat later the door opened.

"To your left is the lord's office. You are not allowed to go in there under any circumstances." Angie warned.

For someone so tiny and old she sure moved fast, you had to fast walk to keep up with her. She pointed to another door to your right.

"Storage, and at the end of this hall to the left is the lord's workshop. You're not allowed there either."

"Why?" You asked.

"Because I'm Mother Miranda and said so." Angie sneered.

"As you wish Mother Miranda. I would never dream of disobeying you." You said sarcastically.

"Mother Miranda? Do I look like a six foot tall doll? And they say I'm crazy." She muttered.

You groaned under your breath and rolled your eyes, that was a mistake. Angie hit you in the chest with the end of her broom, you grunted and held the spot she hit.

"Roll your eyes again and I'll pluck them out." She threatened.

Knew it. You thought.

She walked through the kitchen to show you where the cooking utensils, food, spices, and anything you might need were. The door at the end of the hall was also forbidden. You peaked out from the kitchen toward the door, the lord's bedroom. When are you found to meet this lord? You glance back over your shoulder at Angie who was talking to a little porcelain doll that sat on a table in the hallway. Not your issue.

"Angie?"

"What?" She answered quickly.

"When do I meet Lord Beneviento?" You asked.

"You don't."

"What do you mean?"

"You deaf? The lord doesn't like to be disturbed. I've never seen em."

Your eyes widened, "you've never seen them? How do you know there is one then?"

"Because last I checked ghosts don't eat or wear clothes. The food is always gone and there's always dirty clothes."

You furrowed your brow at her but decided to keep your mouth shut to avoid being hit again. How could she have worked here for so long and never seen them? Certainly they would have had to come out at some point. Angie went back upstairs with you and pointed you in the direction of the supply closet, when you opened it brooms and mops fell at your feet. You groaned again at the state of the closet, the mops and brooms were disorganized, everything was shoved and thrown in there.

"Starting now, you cook, you clean, you do the laundry, get the groceries, and you don't talk back." Angie ordered.

"What will you be doing?" You asked curtly.

"Bossing you around." She laughed.

She wasn't joking when she said she would boss you around because that's exactly what she did. Day one she had you scrub the floors on your hands and knees until both were red, swollen, and raw. She would hit you with that damned broom anytime you got snarky or rolled your eyes. You kept telling yourself this was better than being on the street, at least you have a roof over your head. You wondered what would happen if Angie and your aunt ever met. They would eat each other alive, or become best friends who would team up on you.

You stood from your knelt position and leaned back to pop your back. A bell dinged in the main room, you glanced toward the sound then Angie as she pointed to the elevator.

"Dinner time. Workshop." She ordered.

"How do you know?"

"You ask a lot of questions. Ugh. Each bell has a distinct ring, when you've been here long enough you know which ding and ring is which." She answered.

The elevator clanged to a stop and you both stood there, Angie groaned and cleared her throat as she waved her hands in front of her. You banged the wall and the door slid open, she hummed while she walked into the kitchen and pulled out pots and pans. You attempted to follow along with what she was making but she merely smacked your hands away so you decided to stand off to the side. Angie ended up making..something. It had food in it but it certainly didn't look like food, and now you felt bad for the lord. Maybe they are a ghost? Perhaps they died after consuming whatever it is that Angie made.

It took a minute but you found your way to the workshop, you knelt down and set the tray down by the door. Curiously you looked up at the door then over both shoulders before you leaned into the door with your ear pressed on it. There wasn't a sound, you thought you heard footsteps but they were so light it was hard to tell. You sighed softly and knocked on the door before standing to return to the kitchen.

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#resident evil village #re8 #alcina dimitrescu #donna beneviento #donna benevento x reader #lesbian fanfiction #lesbian #wlw #resident evil 8 #resident evil women

[wowbright]

Fic: Paper Boats

Fandom/pairing: Glee, Kurt/Blaine

Event: December Klaine Fanworks Challenge 2023 (sail)

Words: ~ 1350 words                                        

Rating: Teen and up

Summary: After Kurt returns to the United States, Blaine has trouble adjusting to a new companionship.

Notes: This is part of my Mormon!Klaine universe. It takes place after Out of Eden, which I am still in the process of posting to AO3. It’s among the likely possibilities for their future. Warning for situational depression, but the story ends on a hopeful note. Elder Nixon is Warbler Trent.

* * *

It had started as a beautiful, sunny day at the park, but now enough clouds had rolled in that the sun was blocked and the whole place had a gray, overcast vibe, which was not helping Blaine's mood at all. Just as bad, the floods of people walking through the park had slowed down to a trickle, which meant Blaine couldn't distract himself by striking up a new conversation with a stranger every few minutes.

He sat on a stone ledge a few meters away from the water fountain. There were a couple of kids walking around it, taking turns dragging a toy boat along the edge of the artificial pool by a bright yellow string. Well, he thought, that was one good thing. When the sky grew dark like this, colors grew more saturated. The chalk drawings he and Elder Nixon had made this morning with shades that looked almost pastel in direct sunlight were now full of deep, rich color. He stared at their depiction of the pre-mortal world lit by a rainbow sun. It was almost as bright and beautiful as an actual sunset. Blaine wished he was there now. In the pre-mortal world, he had never had to be apart from Kurt.

This mortal world sucked.

“Did you ever have one of those things?” Elder Nixon asked. He stood next to Blaine, nodding at the kids with their tugboat.

“No,” sighed Blaine. “There wasn't much water in Mesa accept for the reflecting pool at the temple, and I wasn't allowed to play in there of course.”

“We had a game we liked to play in the inflatable pool when we stayed at our summer cabin in Minnesota. Have you ever heard of Viking funeral?”

“I've heard of Vikings having funerals. Didn’t the rich ones get buried in their boats?”

“Maybe? This game may or may not have had its origins in actual Viking traditions. Basically, we’d make paper boats— Hey. Want to make some paper boats? We’ve got plenty of paper.” Without waiting for an answer, Elder Nixon sat down on the ledge next to Blaine and set the flyers he’d been holding in his hand between them. “There's more here than we can possibly give out. You learned to make paper boats, right? Even if they didn't let you float them in the reflecting pool?”

“Yeah,” Blaine said sullenly. “Not sure I remember how, though.”

"Well, I do. Here—" Elder Nixon demonstrated the first fold, and refused to proceed until Blaine copied him, and so on with the next and next, until each of them had a little paper boat with a stout triangular mast in the center. Blaine felt the memory reawakening in his muscles, so he made another one and then another one, each more crisply executed than the last.

“Now we to set them to sail,” Elder Nixon announced.

“Is that how you play Viking funeral?” Blaine asked, following Elder Nixon to the edge of the fountain. The kids were no longer there, having abandoned their toy boat in favor of dragging their grown up to follow a duck with them to the top of a grassy knoll.

“Not exactly. I don't have all the supplies for Viking funeral, and anyway, I'm pretty sure we could get in trouble for playing it here.”

“Oh?” Blaine’s interest was genuinely piqued. It was a feeling that had grown unfamiliar in the preceding weeks. He had managed to feign interest plenty, of course, and a few times he had almost managed to convince himself that he was genuinely engaged in talking to someone or learning something new. But then the black cloud would creep back in, and his brain would get foggy, and everything felt fake and unreal and pointless again.

“You put a birthday candle in the top of each boat and light it,” Elder Nixon said, recreating the motions on one of his paper boats before launching it on the water.

“Oh.” An image of dozens of paper boats floating at night on the same fountain, each topped with a single candle, popped into Blaine’s head. “But that sounds beautiful. Like Japanese water lanterns.” He set two of his own boats on the water.

“It was,” Elder Nixon said. “Except that's not the part we got excited for. Because when the candles burn down, all that's left to burn is the paper. So that was the fun part for us, seeing our entire fleet go up in flames. We would launch our boats toward each other’s to speed the process along. Oh, the beautiful destruction!” Elder Nixon chuckled at the memory.

And, for some reason, Blaine felt himself chuckling, too. He could imagine miniature Elder Nixon and his chubby-cheeked siblings, all looking like little blonde cherubs from the front of an old Victorian greeting card, standing around a poofy plastic pool and cheering on the firy demise of their entire fleet. Maybe it was the incongruity of it. Elder Nixon was so kind and sweet. It was hard to imagine him setting things ablaze for kicks.

“Hey,” Elder Nixon said with a fond smile, “you're laughing.”

“I guess I am,” Blaine said, and stopped.

“Oh no. I ruined the moment.”

“No, you didn't.”

“Yes, I did.”

"No, you really didn't,” Blaine said. There was something inside him that kept tugging him back to a baseline of gloominess, no matter what the people around him did. "None of this is your fault. I mean, I know I have a reputation as a ray of sunshine, but I can't shine all the time. Everything's just been so hard lately.”

“Since I became your companion,” Elder Nixon said.

“Not because you're my companion," Blaine said. “You help make it better than it would be otherwise. You’re patient and kind and you don't judge me. And I want to be more cheerful. I really do. And I thought I would be. But …” Blaine couldn't keep it a secret anymore. It was making everything worse—made him feel like he was sneaking around and had something to hide, and those things felt too close to shame to be any good for Blaine's mental health. He hadn't wanted to put this burden on Elder Nixon—but then again, why was Blaine thinking of it as a burden? Elder Nixon could do what he wanted with it. He could let it bring them closer together as friends, or he could report Blaine to the mission president. It was up to him. It was out of Blaine’s hands. “I just—” Blaine felt tears pushing against his eyes. That was probably a good thing. He hadn’t let himself cry in front of another person since Kurt left. “I miss Elder Hummel a lot.”

Elder Nixon put a hand on Blaine shoulder and gave it a solid pat. “I know. It's tough when a companion you really click with leaves.”

Blaine shook his head. “It's not just that, though. I miss him because I'm in love with him.” And then, because if he was in for a penny, he was in for a pound, he added with urgency, “I'm gay and I fell in love with my companion, and he loves me back, and half the time I just feel really stupid for staying here and not following him to Ohio. And if you need to tell the mission president, you can; I mean, I'd rather it be my own decision, but beggars can't be choosers—and anyway, I don't want to be a burden to you, and I feel like I have been, the whole time we've been working together.”

“You're not a burden, Elder Anderson,” Elder Nixon said, and he hugged Blaine, which was not a thing missionaries usually did in public, but they weren't supposed to have emotional outbursts in public either and, besides, the kids and their grown up were nowhere to be seen right now. “You're my friend. And I'm so glad you told me, because now I can be a better friend to you.”

#december klaine challenge 2023 #day 8: sail #mormon!klaine #wowbright writes fic #klaine fic #klaine fanfic #klaine fanfiction

[mx-darling-1]

Hello! Okay so I saw your dress scene! Reader hcs (and dude I ABSOLUTELY LOVE AND ADORE IT LIKE OMG)

So I was a bit curious if you’d be willing to do Wally x Gn! Reader that wears Classic lolita! (Of course if you do not mind at all!! And remember if you don’t feel comfortable with this like AT ALL whatsoever feel free to ignore it!!)

Now you have a lovely day, splendid evening, and a AWESOME night and a WONDERFUL MONTH!! (Despite its the last day of April😕)

Absolutly, I love this idea so much! I've dabbled in lolita fashion a bit, so I'll see what I can do!

Wally Darling x GN Reader Lolita fashion show

Julie has been begging you for weeks to hold a fashion show, dressing everyone up in your lolita clothing. You were definitely hesitant at first, but after some convincing, and help from Sally, you agreed. Sally helped you to make clothing for everyone, after all Howdy, Poppy, and Barnaby were far larger then the rest of the neighborhood, and your outfits could only possibly fit Wally, although they might even be a bit big on him. After a long week of sewing and getting ready, everyone had these beautiful lolita outfits.

Barnaby had on a large blue dress with white lace and a rainbow of flowers delicatly placed throught it. The sleeves were off his shoulders and he had a large blue bow to tie his eyes up, a small group of flowers at the base of it. Howdy had a green velvety dress with wite lace as the sleeves. He wore long black gloves on all four arms and black ribbon was laced across his horns. Poppy wore an orange and beige drapped coat that drapes across her back. She wears a bonnet that matches as well. Eddie and Frank are wearing matching outfits, the same fit and style, although Eddie wore a suit and pettie coat made with bright flowery colors and gray lace while Frank wore a gray suit and pettie coat with a bright flowery lace. Julie wore a light pink lolita dress that opens to a white skirt in the front. It is adorned in white lace with a large bow at the center of her chest. She wore a large pink hat with holes tp show her horns through the top, and her horns were adorened with a light pink lace. Sallys was extreamly extravigant, a light yellow dress with white lace and covered in bows. It was stunning and definitly fit her personality. You were most proud of Wallys outfit. A extravigant blue tailcoat with a white undershirt and white pants. This outfit was paird with white platform kneehigh boots that had blue hearts on the bottom.

You, embarrassingly, spent the most time on his because you were a bit excited to see him in similar clothing to you. Currently, you were in a dressing room back stage, your dress has been a suprise from Sally, so you were ecstatic to see what she came up with. After only a few moments, everyone else was dressed and Sally walked in with your outfit...it matched the outfit you made for Wally, it was made from all the same fabrics and the design was almost identical, except it was formated more like the classic lolita dress, instead of a tailcoat. You felt heat rise to your cheeks as Sally handed you the extravegant dress. "Here you go [Name]! You get to walk out with Wally, so hurry and get ready!" Sally winked at you before turning and closing the door behind her.

As you looked at the dress you couldnt help but feel nervous. Still, you promised to do this with everyone, and it isnt much different then what you wear daily. So...you could play it off! Once you got yourself calmed down, you put the dress on and looked at yourself in the mirror. You couldnt help but smile a bit, doing a small twirl. Once you built up the confidence, taking a breath you opened the dressing room door and stepped into the main area where Wally was waiting for you. All your friends were waiting to watch already, so all you would have to do is take Wallys arm and walk out. Yet, it seemed both of you were frozen. You were absolutely in awe at how Wally looked in the outfit you made for him. You knew he would look amazing, but not this amazing. Little did you know, Wally was thinking the exact same thing. He felt an emotion he wasnt familier with, flustered.

After a few moments Wally collected himself and walked over to you, holding his hand out "Well you look just stunning Neighbor." You could feel your cheeks heat up at the compliment as a dorky smile reached your face. "Oh! Thank you, you look amazing as well..Darling." You took his hand, glancing away from embarrassment, not even realizing Wallys face had a rising flush to it as well. Still confident as ever though, Wally guides you past the curtains and onto the long catwalk. All of your neighbors began cheering as you both strutted down in these new outfits. Once you both got down to the end, Wally took your hand and knelt down. Oh god your mind is racing and you can feel the heat rise to your cheeks. "U-um, Wally?"

Wally just looks up at you with a smile, your friends still cheering as Sally and Julie fist bumped without even looking away. "[Name], my dear neighbor, would you be my partner?" Your heart was pounding in your chest and suddenly the rest of the world was silent, everything seemed to fade away except for Wally in front of you. In only a few moments, you picked Wally up, him going limp in your velvety arms as you twirled him around. Your dress puffed out, his tailcoat floated out with the wind, and your words were clear as day. "Yes! I would love to be your partner Wally!" You're friends began to cheer louder as Wallys smile grew even bigger, a lovesick expression on his face.

I may have went overboard with just talking about their designs, but hopefully you liked the chapter! Have an amazing day!

#wally darling #welcome home #wally darling x reader #gn reader #gender nuetral reader #oneshot #lolita fashion #Wally is such a sap #I swear I cant stop writing wally as a lovesick dork

[jokerislandgirl32]

Ziolet Kiddo Refs!!! Varina Edition!

I decided it’s finally time to post the refs for Zach Varmitech and my OC Violet’s children! In total, Zach and Violet have 5 children! Varina, Vera, Victor, Vallen, and Victoria! Ahhh, I know that’s a lot, but I’m living vicariously through them, and I feel like Zach’s the type of guy that, once he has a child, would want more and more, lol. And Violet’s happy to oblige: She absolutely loves being a mommy!

So without further ado, here is their oldest child/daughter Varina!

Varina Virginia Varmitech

This is long, so I’m placing the rest below the cut, please note there is mention of pregnancy, stillbirth, premature birth, open heart surgery, and loss of child in this reference.

The Basics:

Birthday: May 31st, 2015 (born six weeks early, was due around July 17th).

A Rainbow After A Storm: Varina is Violet and Zach’s honeymoon baby and rainbow baby. They had a stillborn daughter, Alexandria, in July of 2014, so they were not expecting to have another child so soon after this loss. But they decided to start trying for another baby after their wedding ceremony in October of 2014 and…Violet and Zach found out they were having Varina the day of the Annual Villains Meeting (AKA, the Under Frozen Pond Episode)! Thanks to some deductive reasoning from Gourmand and Donita, lol.

Name Meaning: Varina - Strange, yet to be discovered; Virginia - Pure. Named for the fact that she was a pure, unexpected gift. After losing their first daughter, Alexandria, Zach and Violet never thought they’d become parents, but parenthood found them through the unexpected arrival of Varina! She was also given her middle name of Virginia after Violet (Violet Virginia) and Violet’s mother (Virginia).

Nicknames: Vari (Used by Zach, Martin, and her siblings); Sweet Peach (Used by Gourmand)…More to be added?

Physical Features:

Hair Color/Type: Dark Brown, she gets caramel colored highlights in it as she gets older; her hair is long, nearly waist length, it is naturally wavy/has lose curls. She prefers to style it in braided buns, braids, regular buns, or ponytails.

Eye color/ Shape: Blue-Violet, almond shaped - She emphasizes the color with purple eye makeup like her mother Violet.

Signature Colors: Purple and Gray

Style: Girly, preppy, feminine.

Height: 5’2” - She’s petite like her mom, but she is two inches taller than Violet.

She has Violet’s face structure: a muted triangle, she has Violet’s lips. She has Zach’s nose, she has pierced ears, she has a mixture of Violet’s and Zach’s builds, and she has a scar in the center of her chest from the open heart surgery she had shortly after her birth. She has a fair skin tone that is somewhere in between her father’s and mother’s. As a child she had freckles.

Personality/ Relationships:

Personality: Sassy, snarky, sweet, intelligent, bright, observant, devoted, determined, detail oriented. Varina has Zach’s temper and Violet’s spunky attitude and heart. She’s never afraid to stand up for what she believes, and she won’t take no for an answer when she believes deeply in something.

Relationships With Family: She’s a total daddy’s girl, she’s also a mommy’s girl; she is an excellent and loving big sister to all of her siblings. She takes on more of a friendship role with Vera and more of a protective and caring role with her brothers and Victoria. She acts as a second mother to all of her siblings quite often, leading them to get aggravated with him and tease her about being a second mom to them.

Love Interest/Future Family: JJ Z @rosey100’s OC who is the son of Jimmy Z and Koki. I feel like she and JJ marry and become parents at some point, but I’m unsure of what children they have together, any suggestions @rosey100? I initially headcanoned that she became a young/teen mother, but I’m not so sure anymore. If it did happen, I feel like it would make Zach have a heart attack, but he’s wrapped around her finger so he deals with it and love the baby 💜.

Talents/Career:

Special Talents/ Future Career: Varina is very intelligent like her parents, but her skill set is more in tune with Violet’s. Varina is a talented singer, dancer (ballet is her specialty), and pianist like Violet. She thrives academically in every subject, but prefers history, literature, business, and the sciences, particularly, environmental, biology, and zoology based courses. She graduates Valedictorian of her high school class and maintains a 4.0 GPA throughout college. Varina ends up becoming the joint CEO of Varmitech Industries, along with her brother Victor, following Zach’s passing.

A Few of Her Favorite Things:

Christmas is her favorite holiday, she loves everything about the Christmas season, she also enjoys Halloween.

She typically consumes a vegetarian diet, loving fruits, vegetables, bread, and sweets, but she will eat fish, seafood, and white meat occasionally.

Music: Taylor Swift, Michael Jackson, Elton John, AURORA, Lindsey Stirling, Oh Wonder, The Greatest Showman Soundtrack, Halsey, and Melanie Martinez (she’s got her mother’s music taste) are among her favorites.

Animals/Nature: She love all animals, but her favorites are elephants, bears, foxes, butterflies, cats, giraffes. She also loves all types of flowers and being out in nature during any season, but spring and summer are her favorite seasons. She becomes a Wild Kratts kid early on.

She loved Winnie the Pooh as a child, and other classic Disney animated movies and shows, like Kim Possible, all the princess movies, and any of the movies about animals (Aristrocats, The Rescuers, etc.)

Alternate Version

The version of Varina listed in this post is exclusive to my Wild Violet AU. @trin-draws-art has a younger (teen) version of Varina included in her Kids on the New Block Au (KOTNB) . In this AU, Varina has much of the same attitude, but her look is a bit different, and she has a different love interest, @trin-draws-art OC Marissa Kratt. More info on this version of Varina can be found at this post!

And I think that’s enough for now, lol, feel free to ask any additional questions about her that you would like! I hope to have Vera’s reference ready by tomorrow!

#wild kratts #wild kratts oc #varina varmitech #zach varmitech #wild kratts zach #love zach varmitech #wild violet au #ziolet #violet varmitech #wild kratts ships #jirina #wk ship kids #first born #character reference #fankid #self ship fankid #pregnancy #tw stillbirth #loss of child #surgery mention #tw pregnancy

[illarian-rambling]

Thanks for the tag @somethingclevermahogony!

Worldbuilding in 5

For this one, we'll go with Unity - the most populous city on Illaros, home of Ivander Montane, and eventual base to the Honor's Outcasts crew.

Unity got its start as a refugee camp during the War of Conquest. With the Republic ravaging land to the southwest, the southern peoples of Iarl (mostly goblins, lizardfolk, giantkin, fenodyree, and hobgoblins) fled east. There, they found a swamp island in the middle of a crater lake. No one lived there because of the whole swamp thing, and because the Gray Lake was notoriously treacherous, so the refugees decided to set up shop, hoping the waters would shield them should the Republic keep pushing east. In time though, the war simmered away without further hostilities, and Unity found itself as a small city. They also found a rather unique advantage to their geographic situation.

The Gray Lake is fed by a massive, underground sea. The water, along with pooling in the crater, flows out to the sea in a massive river known as the Saine. It's said the Saine is so wide that it takes a full day to cross, and it's as deep as a shallow ocean. The Unitians found out that the Saine is so massive, in fact, that it's pretty easy to sail an ocean-going vessel up the stream and into the Gray Lake, thereby depositing the goods carried by that ship into the center of the Iarlan continent, essentially eliminating the need for overly long supply trains to inland cities. Soon, Unity controlled all landlocked shipping across Iarl.

In the centuries that followed, Unity has grown wealthy and sprawling. It's a city of many canals and cutting-edge factories, with incredible universities and vibrant culture. The wealthiest citizens live atop floating islands that hover over the buildings, while the poorest skirt the edge of the ever-encroaching Gray Lake. Unity is a bastion of many things; diversity, innovation, classism, and pollution alike.

Its architecture varies as much as its people. Goblin-style adobe warrens sit next to wicker-built Nabafyrian shops on stilts. Dwarven clan compounds share neighborhoods with lizardfolk bathhouses. Often, Unity is referred to as the capital of a thousand people due to this impressive diversity. The only consistency in its neighborhoods are the gargoyles, which each culture adapts to reflect their own style, and the streetlamps, which shine in different colors to signal what's nearby. A doctor's office will have green lights outside, while a convenience store might have orange, and so on and so forth. This rainbow glow turns the city’s many canals into rivers of color. There are few places so impressive as Unity at night, especially when you can see the glow of the floating islands high above.

How neat! Personally, Unity is my favorite city on Illaros. Hope you like it too!

I'll tag @the-angriest-author @cartoonghosts @mk-writes-stuff @sillylittlegirlfrommars @roach-pizza and anyone else who'd like in :)

#writing #writerscommunity #writblr #my ocs #author

[adachimoe]

Iwatodai (Kobe City x Odaiba Island)

The main city of Persona 3, Iwatodai, is fictional but it has two really obvious IRL inspirations. The location and the town map is a fictionalized version of Kobe city in Hyogo, over in the west.

Tatsumi Port Island is based on Kobe's Port Island, and the other island with Paulownia Mall (I'm now realizing I have no idea if this island has a name or not) is a stand-in for Rokko Island. The two islands have been made muuuuch closer and the P3 town map indicates there's a route to cross between them.

The white and black striped line going through Iwatodai Station is the white and gray striped line going through Sannomiya Station. This is the Tokaido Sanyo train line. I assume that there's no Iwatodai Airport for Kobe Airport because Kobe Airport and its island were still under construction when the game was in development.

Iwatodai Station itself must be Sannomiya Station. You can take a train that runs from Sannomiya Station through Port Island and onto Kobe Airport called the Port Liner. This seems to take the same path as the Anehazuru that the protagonist rides from the dorm to Gekkokan. The Port Liner is also above ground and over the water - remember how the party has to run along the above ground rail tracks to fight the High Priestess Shadow?

I recall that the Sannomiya area is considered the city center area in Kobe. So when Atlus mentioned that Adachi worked in the city center of Iwatodai, the area around Iwatodai Station is probably where he worked.

...which means that in Persona 3 Reload, I should be able to go to Iwatodai Station and bother Adachi. The real purpose of me bringing up Persona 3 on this blog at all is to try and will an Adachi cameo into existence. Will it work???

Rokko Island has a bridge connecting it to the mainland called the Great Rokko Bridge. In Persona 3, this bridge has been replaced with a bridge called the Moonlight Bridge. The appearance of the Moonlight Bridge is based on the Rainbow Bridge located in Tokyo.

Which brings us to our next Persona 3 IRL spot - Odaiba. (If you've played Persona 5 Royal, yes, it's the same Odaiba.)

While the map is Kobe, there are various elements taken from Odaiba. The aforementioned Rainbow Bridge connects Odaiba to the mainland. Tatsumi is an area on Odaiba and it might be where Tatsumi Port Island gets its name since they are written with the same kanji (辰巳). The inside of Paulownia mall resembles Venus Fort mall, pictured above, which used to be on Odaiba.

Iwatodai Station is based on the Yurikamome Line's entrance at Shimbashi Station. This isn't on Odaiba, but it's still related because the Yurikamome is the train you use to ride across the Rainbow Bridge to Odaiba. The Yurikamome is the other inspiration for the Anehazuru that the students use to go to Gekkokan in that they're named similarly - Yurikamome and Anehazuru are both names for birds.

"Minato Ward"

I think the Kobe thing might get a little confusing because despite the town map undoubtedly being Kobe, there is a point where they talk about Iwatodai being in the Minato ward in Persona 3. And, coincidentally enough, Minato is the name of the ward in Tokyo where part of Odaiba is located. However, only a small part of Odaiba is actually in Minato ward. The majority of it is in Koto ward:

Additionally, Minato ward is something that multiple prefectures have. Japanese Wikipedia also notes that the Minato ward used to exist in Kobe. Like how Inaba is the old name for the eastern half of the current day Tottori prefecture, Minato ward is an old name for the northern part of the current day Hyogo ward.

Like, IMO, the real answer here is that "Persona 3 and 4 were developed before Persona 5 which is when they started using real cities and stuff and these details are kind of insane to write this much text about but fuck I went on Japanese Wikipedia so I guess Atlus wins in the end".

Additional P3 Locations

There are some additional locations that appear in Persona 3 but they aren't fictionalized mashup cities.

Kyoto is where you go for the class trip. Kyoto is just Kyoto. Simple. I'm not sure if the ryokan the school kids stay at is supposed to be a certain real life location or not.

Yakushima is another real life location. It's famous for (resembling/inspiring?) the scenery of Princess Mononoke. It's fairly annoying to get to IRL (I tried to look up how to get there when I visited Kyushu and wowie nevermind lmao), but I assume SEES got there more easily than a tourist thanks to Mitsuru's $$ money $$. The big tree the girls go to see is also real - it's a world heritage site.

Edit: I remembered someone made a visual as well.

#persona 3 #persona 3 reload #tohru adachi #can't believe they made the country that persona takes place in a real country!!!

[wintertimestoryteller]

Linked Universe X Reader Fairy Tale Collection

@luimagines . Second chapter in the act before it properly picks up into the title proper which is at the end of the act, gotta have that build and set up. It's short for that purpose only plus I don't want it to drag on too much.

Fun Fact: by Medieval Logic, Theaters would exist on LoZ, just be rare.

-Just an Anon on A Stroll 🐚/ Wintertime Storyteller.

Opening Act, Scene II

As Time predicted, you've all reached the village just before midday, it was idyllic and quiet, sleepy in the simple provincial way you hardly could experience back home. It's situated in between the Era of Time and Twilight, so the geography nor the culture had changed so much that you'd need to adapt quite yet, and strangely enough it reminded you a bit of the Kakariko in Legend's time or Four's Hyrule Town, with it's mix of local markets, a bustling farm an hour of it's gates, the citizens house's modest but charming in design and surrounded by the woods, it was a breath of fresh air to any weary travelers on the road, on the edges of being a town but not quite.

There was one very notable feature, though, a strong oak tree on the center of the square which a river cut through, and further out at it's outskirts a theater standing proud and tall, with a stained glass window above it's door in a crystalline, shattered array of rainbow flowers glinting against the early afternoon sun. It was enough to make you pause from where you've been examining the prices of potions and plotting how to best haggle for it's prices (a painstakingly learned skill, but one that's served you well, you send a mental thank you to Legend). Staring trasnfixedly at it with a tilted head, squinting.

The building stood proud and tall on the edges of the village, even above the town hall. Two story and almost like it's own miniature castle, it's walls painted a solemn gray and it's rooftop and structural beams made from dark wood, it's sign was oddly aged from what you could see from the stall though. You couldn't even properly make out the Hylian in it anymore from beneath the little carved raven holding a quill, from one of the windows of the upper floors, you swore you could see two prinpicks of crimson light.Though when you've blinked they were gone, and it could easily be attributed to the shadow cast by the rooftop, a wave of unease shot through your core and your hair stood on end as the very familiar cold of goose flesh overcame you, it made you rub your own arms to try and bring the warmth of the sun back but alas, twas a futile attempt.

Something about that place rattled you to the core with just a single glance, and you didn't like it.

"Cold deary?" Inquired the old lady, snapping your attention back to her and her wares, right, red, green and blue potions were what you were here for, the last ones a rarity but you've all gathered more than enough of the ingredients in between jumps so they wouldn't be as expensive, thankfully, she simply waved off your apologies with a knowing smile, "It's quite alright, must be the storm winds. The fortune teller did say weeks in advance to prepare for it will come today, so make sure to bundle up tight, they give anyone an awful shiver this far from the plains."

"Thank you." You smiled, gratefully passing her the necessary ingredients for the blue potions as she bottled up each of the potions from her cauldron, you catch Twilight's eye from where he's stopping Epona for a drink at the river and wave him over, someone will have to tell the other's sleeping in the open is off the table today, you see Hyrule come back with a pack to him and after a short exchange, it seems Twilight directed him to you. Good, the potions look to be of almost perfect quality from what you can observe, but it's always good to have a second opinion from the main group healer, "If I my ask, is there any nearby inn here we could possibly stay in until it passes? Or maybe a tavern?"

"Oh no, unfortunately not dear. My apologies." She shakes her head at you, finishing up with the red potions and moving on to the green ones, the sinking feeling in your stomach returns as she sighs, "A tragedy happened recently you see, monsters and bandits attacked our village in these recent weeks, while we mostly came unscathed. The inn was not so lucky and took some heavy blows when the men came to defend our home, the poor healer has been besides herself with overworking to fix up the injured, poor thing."

"Excuse me ma'am, if I may interrupt?" Interjected Hyrule as he reaches your side, polite as ever as he smiles, the old woman blinks in surprise but waves him on, "Did you notice anything off about those monsters? Anything unusual at all? And where is the healer if I may? They could probably use the help and I'm not half bad with injuries."

She bites her lip in though, humming to herself, while at it you pass one of the potions to Hyrule to observe, gotta make sure you weren't ripped off after all, "Well... There was an unusual amount of Wolfos and Stalfos for one, Wizzrobes too among the moblins, when the armored bandits were cut by our men. They bled black, like ink you see. The Wizzrobes were the ones to set the inn on fire, riding on beings with the head of a feline, body of a man and a horse's bottom." She sighs, moving onto the green potions, before smiling at Hyrule, "Almost though I'd die on the spot from fright, thankfully my granddaughter managed to grab me away to shelter. In any case, aren't you a nice young lad? Thank you for offering dear, but they should be fine, my granddaughter occasionally helps the healer in between her job at the tailor's. So they should be alright, you and your friends have bigger things to worry about than our woes as you seem like a burdened lot." She laughs, head raised high as she turns back, "If we all survived for so long, we aren't about to start lagging now! So don't trouble yourselves eh?"

You and Hyrule trade a look, your lips twitch at the light flush he gets from the old lady's words (because frankly they weren't wrong) before the good humor is tempered, Lynels weren't around in either Time's or Twilight's eras and between that and the black blood, you'd bet your trusty dagger that the Shadow was behind it, but why here? Why the inn? Hyrule coughs, "W-well, I wouldn't say it would be a trouble... If I can help-"

"Nonsense dear, really. It's quite alright." She sent him a stern look, shaking the ladle at him and making the Traveler rear back a bit, you chuckle, patting his head.

"It's alright 'Rulie, we should probably take her word for it before you get brained. Plus you need to rest a bit anyway." The road seemed to get more arduous as time went on and unfortunately, that meant more injuries, pushing Hyrule when he already did so much for you all would just be cruel. He deserves a break. "Is there anywhere else we can stay to wait out the storm, then?"

"Oh yes, you're quite in luck actually. You see the theater?" She nodded to it, you have been trying very hard not to think about it actually, you though to yourself, tensing up a bit, Hyrule looked over at the building with a blink before looking over at you with a small, worried frown, "The director is a very kind person, they're willing to offer shelter and food to any travelers and performers free of charge. I'm sure if you've talked you could work something out, their theater is the pride and joy of our little village, and quite cozy too backstage."

This all feels... Too convenient, or too suspicious, but hearing the distant rumble of thunder and spotting the circle of clouds in the sky, you soldier on and send a reassuring smile to Hyrule, no matter how uncomfortable the view of that place made you, you refused to let your companions sleep in the rain when it's the clearest option available, you then nod to the old lady, "I see, where can we find them?"

"Usually it would be in the theater, but it's closed today to give the actors some time for rest, so your best bet is beneath the square's tree. They like to sit there and tell stories to the village's children or anyone who'll listen until the moon is high in the sky." Chuckles the old lady, smiling merrily. It makes a part of you uncoil a bit, maybe you're just being paranoid, anyone willing to take the free time out of their day just to entertain kids can't be too bad right? (... Right? Though you've all been proven wrong before), So you nod and turn to Hyrule, handing him the rupee pouch with the payment for the potions, "Thank you then ma'am, can you handle it here, then find Time and tell him about this, Rulie? If he doesn't already know what's going on that is and if it isn't any trouble."

He shakes his head, taking it from you before placing his hand on your shoulder, leaning away from the old lady to talk quietly into your ear, "No problem at all, but will you be okay? You looked shaken back there. If anything we can just wait until the others are done."

You smile, gently squeezing his hand back, "I'll be alright, it was just something that was nagging at me. It's better if one of us try catching them now to talk or else we might miss them entirely before the storm starts and you're better with medicinal items, so let me handle it while you finish up here, okay?" He still doesn't look convinced, "Tell you what, if I run into one of the others. I'll ask them to accompany me, deal? We'll meet by the bridge anyway, so it will save time."

He still looks reluctant, worried in that way you knew Hyrule could get in the way he always made sure to round the members of the group up after battles to heal all of their wounds, in the way you, Legend, Time and Wild practically had to pin him down so he could take a break and let others handle it himself, remember him that he didn't need to keep pushing until he broke and had to rebuild himself from scratch like the kingdom he was named after, before nodding, albeit giving you a stern look and poke to the shoulder, "Alright, but you better be careful you hear? Healer's orders, everyone's well being is important in all ways."

You giggle, saluting, before nodding to the old lady an heading off with a wink, "Sir yes sir!"

Passing through the stalls, you spot Legend and Four at the blacksmith's, Wild and Twilight talking shop with the owners of spice and vegetable stalls, Calamity at their side a silent but observant shadow, eager to learn even if he wasn't the best cook, waving to them (and studiously pretending you didn't notice the sharpening of Twilight's eyes and the traded look with Wild, their instincts unparalled when someone they considered part of their makeshift pack wasn't at their best, you prayed to Farore they wouldn't worry much for a repeat of the Hateno Camp Incident was not something you wanted), soon you cross the bridge and reach the village square, following the sound of a strong and animated voice you presumably find the director.

They looked over all common, at a glance, almost bewilderingly so given the world you've been taken to. With long salt and pepper hair, black rimmed glasses, open dark and light gray coat over a black vest and trousers, they'd could pass by as a citizen in Warriors' castle town, the one notable feature was the blood red gem round their throat in a crimson ribbon and a similar crystalline, feather like ornament on their hair, they made animated gestures as they spoke to the small crowd of enraptured children, oddly enough their coat sleeves reminded you of sweeping wings, flapping this way and that as they made dramatic gestures.

"-The mirror shattered, and the hero could finally, truly, see himself again, returned to his true form and able to see his beloved once more after so long. Held in the arms of the witch at last, they walked hand in hand, towards freedom, towards a new sunset, the end." Concluded the narrator, chuckling themselves at the clapping and slight snickering from the children, they bow theatrically and clap their hands together three times, before winking, shrugging as they turned away, "Of course, that's not the end of their story or of their many many misadventures. Though I doubt any of you little rascals would like to listen..."

"Tell us another one! Tell us another one, Storyteller! No fair! You can't leave it at that" Cried out a little boy from the crowd, making the director laugh before their eyes set on you once they spin on their heel, even with such friendly visage, you can't help the slightly chill of discomfort on your skin before they look at the sky quickly turning cloudy, patting the boy's head after crouching to his side, they wink, "Tell you what, once the storm passes. You all come to the theater, and I'll put in a proper show for you lot, alright? Now scram! Shoo! Your parents must be worried about you little gremlins by now." They shooed them off, to the children's many protests,n qa before leaning against the tree with a smile, "Couldn't help but notice you there, let me guess, have business with little old me? Seems like an awful lot of new faces do, recently."

You take a deep, deep breath, steel yourself with the knowledge that you're all in a very public square, some of the children are watching curiously still and should anything happen, that you can see Wind, Spirit and Wars on your left just exiting the general shop with supplies, any of your friends would have your back should your bad feeling be true, "Yes, hello there, apologies for cutting in, it sounded like they were having fun." That much was true, children loved stories, so making them wait to hear more when they were so clearly exited was a small stab of guilt, the director only laughs, waving you off.

"Oh none of that, they get me almost everyday in the theater and out of it. So I can spare the time to talk to strangers." They offer you a low bow, "The name's Raven, everyone calls me that, now! What do you need?"

"Me and my companions were just passing by, but as you can guess, plans got a bit derailed."

"The storm, yes, plus the monster reports I'm guessing." They tilted their chin to the west, and once you looked over a cringe runs through you, the inn really was reduced to rubble... It reminded you of some of the ruins in Wild's time, for a second there. Yikes, the Shadow definitely did a number in it in compensation for not getting to the rest of the village.

"Precisely, we heard from the potion maker that you offered lodging and meals for travelers temporarily as a result."

"For a price, you'd be correct." They added, smiling and chuckling at your expression, "Oh no need to make that face, that's just how the world works. Though I'm not interested in money, stash whatever is going through your head back in the chest of your mind and slam the lid shut!"

You breathe a sigh of relief, so the old lady wasn't lying after all, though it makes that niggling feeling of unease rise up again, "I see, but then what-"

They raise an eyebrow at you, "Isn't it obvious?" They sigh, shaking their head with a disappointed tsk, "I'm a storyteller at heart you know. Even above my love for theater, is my love for stories, you can stay the night as long as you all stick around to listen to thirteen of my tales to completion as they are performed on our humble stage."

... You blink, "...That's it? That's all you want?"

The person crosses their arms in front of their chest with a hmph, chin raised, it makes the blood red gem on their neck all the more obvious and for some reason, compels you to look away, "I'm half offended that you said 'that's it' of all things, but I'll let it slide. Yes that is indeed all I want." They smile, it's a small, eager thing, they look to almost bound into place with excitement, and the sight made you smile, "Me and the troupe rarely get to perform for new people anymore, you know? The village is small and we rarely get any travelers nowadays. At best we are a pitstop unless something like this happens, can you blame me for wanting to capitalize on it? Boredom is as lethal as a sword to the head and heart I say!"

You giggle with an agreeing nod, "You're not wrong... But are you sure?"

"As a traveler on the road you and your companions would know best I wager, consider this a break for you all and a gift for me. I'm as sure as the sky is blue and the grass is green." They nod, before looking over your shoulder, smiling in amusement at something, before turning to you, "Your friend with the wolf pelt is looking this way, so how about this: You gather all of them and decide what to do, after that, you can all come to me before the storm starts with your choice, my doors shall be open for you."

"Thank you." You nod, before turning on your heel, true to form. Twilight was waving you over, Hyrule by his side and Time on the other, seems he already told them of the circumstances. Your wariness forgotten, you keep an eye on the sky and go forth to discuss the possibility with time.

You miss how the director smiles, teeth a bit too sharp, before they turn towards the theater, their shadow shifts just so, and a black cat comes to join their steps as they pull out a black book and the quill from their head. "Not at all dear, if anything... Thank you."

The clouds seemed to get darker as they wrote and murmured to themselves, a dense layer where there once was a sunny day. And had anyone looked too closely, they'd notice that with the sharp snap of the book closing, came the roar of thunder and the howling of winds.

Opening Act, End Scene II

#linked universe #linked universe x reader #linked universe au #lu x reader #lu chain #because tagging every one would be disorganized inaccurate and messy xD #the director's name is simultaneously a pun and a reference #the story they're telling is made up but it does it's job for now. #they won't appear much after the opening act as most of it will be from the perspective of the boys and reader's #lu hyrule #Twilight Wild and everyone else from last chapter is here too but they don't do much yet.

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[ID: 10 cartoony digital drawings of mostly animal characters. 1. a fullbody of an anthro hog. they are fat, are standing with one hand on their hip, and have a mohawk with sideburns. their fur is tones of dark gray, and their hair is a purple and pink gradient. they have a green nose ring and are smiling smugly. 2. a humanoid demon character from the legs up. he is thin, with light brown skin, and long black hair with side bangs and raccoontails. both his bangs and raccoontails have blue and yellow stripes. he has a spiked purple collar. black wings with rainbow flight feathers, a cyan shirt with yellow stars and a rainbow smiling flower on it, kandi jewelry, black cargo shorts, a pink checkered belt, red and green gloves, and a pink demon tail. He has an open mouth smile and is doing the rock hand symbol. 3. a pink and violet anthro canine from the waist up. he has spiky pink scene hair and is wearing a black and gold clandestine industries hoodie. he has large gold claws instead of fingers or paws, and is doing the rock hand symbol. his eyes, nose, and inner ears are all gold. his eyes are mismatched levels of openness, and he has a toothy grin. 4. an anthro fennec fox from the hips up. his fur is pale peach colors, and he has humanlike hair with a center part. their hair is mostly pinky-peach with offwhite on one side of their bangs. he has pale blue eyes, inner ears, and paw pads, and his eyes have long sharp eyelashes. she is wearing a darker pink collar with blue hearts on it and a blue gem as the charm. they have a devious expression, and are holding a knife, with one finger on the other hand tracing along the point of the blade. 5. a fullbody of a feral poodle. her paws and head are white, with black circles around her eyes, and the rest of her body is black with teal, yellow, orange, and red-pink stripes on her tail, legs, ears, and hair. her hair is done like a fluffy mohawk. she is smiling slyly. 6. a feral aeromorph character with a round body that flows straight into their head without a neck. they are turquoise green, with a darker underside, and have thin flexible wings. on their face is a large black nose and four windows on their forehead, as well as a small smile and a closed eye. they have yellow stripes on their tail and writing on their tail fin and wings. they have short stumpy legs. 7. another feral aeromorph, framed so that only the upper front portion of his body is visible. he has a long neck, and his body appears soft and squishy. he is pastel blue on top, white underneath and on his wings, and has a yellow stripe along his side and darker blue legs. he has a black nose and window markings on his forehead and sides. he is smiling with his eyes closed, and the piece is lit as if it is dawn or dusk. 8. a bust drawing of an anthro frog. she is thick and muscly, with a prominent bust. her skin is black with red and purple markings, and her eyes are also red. she has a determined expression. 9. a furry character from the waist up. they have a triangular face and large ears, sharply clawed hands, black fur, and a red telephone booth door on the front of their torso. they have large red eyes without defined pupils or irises. 10. a lineless drawing of a red cat with large, round black eyes and a large round black nose. their head is notably wide and flat. /end ID]

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