#so that'd be the perfect time to kill me thanks

[eras-mus]

HIII I HAD A THOIGHT THAT HAS BEEN KILLING MY MIND AND I NEED TO TELL IT TO SOMEONE OTHERWISE IM GNA EXPLODE

get this . everyone chilling at ramshackle dorm doing their own thing, yuu (and grimm by extension), ace and deuce sitting by the table talking about whatever crosses their mind

Eventually the conversation escalates to birthdays and holidays and ace asks how old Yuu is. Azul interjects with saying Yuu's age from the contract they signed a few months ago, but then Yuu pipes up and tells them that they're one year older than that.

Theres a small moment of confusion until it dawns onto Deuce that Yuy's birthday was a month or two ago and they never spoke a peep about it. Not even to grimm!! And when asked, Yuy makes an excuse like "that was when __ was kind of close to overblotting and I didn't want to make it about me because that'd be so nitpicky—"

It was based off an audio i heard and idk if i want to write it into a short drabble for myself i probably cant since im only on book 2 ueue). But like. its a fun prompt methinks. what would all of them do when they find out Yuu deliberately didn't say a thing about their birthday

🎉

THAT WAS YOUR BIRTHDAY???

★Reader is Yuu and is 17 years old

★gender neutral

★takes place after the third book

Sorry it's short, hope you like it!

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"Can we start yet!" Ace complained, head slamming onto the table.

"I told you we're waiting on a couple more people." The perfect told him "I invited Kalim and Azul to join us since Sebek and Jack couldn't make it"

Tonight was the Ramshackle dorms weekly game night, normally it was just the freshmen but Sebek said that Malleus 'needs' his protection and Jack was just to tired from Spell Drive practice.

"They outta hurry up" Epel started, country accent slightly showing through "don't they know it's rude to be late."

A awkward silence fell over the dorm for a moment before a knock echoes through the dorm.

When y/n opened the dorm they were greeted with a cheerful smile and a hug.

"Thank you so much for inviting me!" Kalim smiled "I hope you don't mind that I brought Jamil, I also brought food, well Jamil did, he made it!"

Y/n blinked for a moment, taking in all the words one guy manged to say so fast. They looked over Kalim's shoulder just in time to see Jamil face plant.

"Thank you for the food Jamil" They smiled, giving him a wave.

"If was the least I could do perfect" he stated, not returning the wave.

Luckily Azul showed up before y/n could shut the door.

Just a few minutes later the group was playing some sort of trivia card game where they would either have to answer a question about someone else playing, a question about themselves, or just a random fact. If they got it wrong the next person would answer the same card, whoever got the most questions right won.

"Who is the most followed person in Magi Cam?" Epel read, "That's easy, Neige"

He revealed the answer to show it was correct.

"Of course you would get that one right" Ace complained "Vil never stops going on about it"

Every one just ignoring him looked over at Deuce, who was next to pick a card.

"How old is the person sitting to your right?" He looked over at y/n. "I'm not sure...18?"

They just shook their head.

"I know this one" Azul butted in, ready to take another point "Our contract from a while ago said that they were 16."

One again y/n shook their head. "I just turn 17 last month"

The room went silent for what seemed like forever.

"WE MISSED YOUR BIRTHDAY!" They all shouted in union.

"Riddle is going to have a heart attack when he finds out" Deuce commented, Ace nodding in agreement.

"You should've said something, we could've had a huge party" Kalim whined.

Y/n scratch the back of their head, "It's not big deal, it was right after one of the overblots, plus where I'm from birthdays aren't that big of a deal."

"Jamil we need to plan a party right now" Kalim said, getting up from his seat.

"We have to too" Ace said "Or get Trey and Riddle to do it for us"

Soon everyone had said something similar and got up and left leaving a confused Ramshackle perfect.

#kalim al asim #Jamil viper #azul ashengrotto #ace trapolla #deuce spade #epel felmier #grim twst #twst yuu #twst x reader #twst scenarios #twst x male reader #twst x female reader #Twst x reader

[roses-dreams-andthorns]

Idk if this can be considered a request:

Epel, Rook, Jamil and Idia (quite an interesting line of characters) with an s/o that has incredible strength especially in her legs. Her legs are so powerful, one kick is all it takes to knock someone out. The best part? She's the same height as Ortho.

oooh! short but strong legs!

F!Reader (bc she/her pronouns were used in the request, but you/your is used in the writing so anyone can interact)

aaaaaaa Trey has so much stuff going on so sorry if Trey doesnt do your request, I'll be clearing out my drafts and requests after this but REQUESTS ARE STILL OPEN! If you really wanted your request done if you requested perviously, you can request it again if you'd like! terribly sorry!

Epel

He had never expected that'd you'd be so strong with your legs, considering your height. Your height is similar to his, and he's a little powerhouse himself, so you're the perfect duo. You two do really well in fights, no matter how much people you're against, you're always on top.

When he had first witnessed your strength, it was when you had kicked a guy right in the face, and knocked him out instantly just from the one kick. He was fascinated! If you can do it in heels as well, he'll be very confused on how you keep your balance. You had kicked a guy in the downstairs once as well... long story short, that guy suffered that pain for about a month.

"Reader! Can you help me train to be as strong as you?"

"Hmm... Sure! But be ready for a lot of stretching and excercises!"

Rook

Oh dear... how strong your legs are... he is quite impressed, "impressionnant!"

He first witnessed it through one of his stalking sessions. while spying on you, you had kicked some guy in the face, sending him flying across campus at lightning speeds like he was a baseball and your leg was the bat. He knew it was best not to mess with you, but he still continued his stalking of you, because how could he not? you are just so intresting! You could probably beat his ass and he'd thank you.

(I'm sorry Trey had no ideas for this one...)

Jamil

...yikes... but also holy sevens you're attractive while you're beating someone mercilessly in the face with your legs and feet, he's a mix of scared and in love, constantly teetering between the two emotions as he watches you teach this random guy a lesson more harsh than Vargas' 100 laps everyday in P.E. class after this guy had tried to hit on you despite how many times you said "go away" and pushed the guy, at this point in time he was completely passed out and covered in bruises, and Jamil just stood there all flabberghasted and frightened like it was the most horrifying thing he'd seen since he'd watched that horror movie last week. He's at such a complete loss for words because he's now afraid that if he says one wrong thing, he gets a foot to the face.

Idia

Omg you're like that anime character!!!!!!!!!11!!!!1!!

He fanboys over it so much because you remind him of some anime or game character, he sometimes even asks you to cosplay the character as he holds a cosplay of them in your exact size in his arms hoping you say yes, and he gives you puppy eyes, but other than that, he's kinda scared of you? Not too, too scared but scared in a sense he knows you could possibly kill him with one swing of your leg like it was meant to be a murder weapon. Other than that, he's pretty chill... besides the fact he's shaking in his boots whenever he talks to you because he feels like if he makes one wrong move or says one wrong thing the next moment he'll be passed out on the ground with you looming over his unconcious body menacingly like how a bird looms over its unsuspecting prey before swooping down and snatching it.

#twisted wonderland #disney twst #twst x reader #idia shroud x reader #idia shroud #epel felmier x reader #epel felmier #rook hunt x reader #rook hunt #jamil viper x reader #jamil viper

[shanastoryteller]

Happy Birthday Shana!

Can I please request more twi wizard Draco??? Please!

set in the same universe as this and a continuation of 1 2 3 4 5 6

The Black house is a mess.

The living areas and their bedrooms are in decent shape, but the house is huge and sprawling and has been abandoned for over twenty years.

"I was going to get around to it," Sirius sighs, "but if it's not all in perfect shape when Narcissa arrives, she'll bully me into letting her help."

"Is that a bad thing?" Harry asks, looking at room with a layer of dust so thick that is seems improbable that it's only been untouched for two decades. "This was her home too. Maybe she'll like it. And it's not like she can blame you for not upkeeping it when you were in prison."

"She could and will," Sirius says, but he looks contemplative.

Three days later Narcissa arrives looking dressed for war, which is alarming considering he's seen her kill a man while wearing high heels. Draco waves at him from his place next to her. He's wearing the basic black training clothes they wear for quidditch practice and he has is hair pulled back from his face in a ponytail.

"Hello, Harry dear, how are you?" Narcissa asks, patting his shoulder while peering around the corner.

She doesn't wait for an answer before marching down the hall, calling out for Sirius.

"Hi," he says to Draco, blinking.

"Hi," Draco returns. "Mum says the rugs and curtains have to all be taken out and either beat or burned depending on how ugly they are. Should we start there?"

He wishes Ron were here because he's never going to believe him. "I didn't think you'd be okay with doing this sort of thing."

Draco gives him a withering look. "If you hire help to do something that you don't know how to do it's because you're incompetent. If you hire help to do something you don't have the time, energy, or inclination to do, it's because you're important."

"I don't think that's accurate," Harry says. "How would someone even know the difference?"

"If someone you want to impress and embarrass comes over, you talk about how you hand polished the silver just for the, and then when you go over to their house for dinner you hold up your fork and then thank them for inviting you over and promise to send your best polishing clothes as a thank you. They then either have to admit they didn't polish the silver by hand for you or just accept the insult that they did it by hand and they didn't even do it well."

That's insane. "What if there's not a spot on the fork for you to notice?"

"It doesn't matter. It'd be rude for the host to insist on seeing the fork to inspect it," Draco shrugs.

Right, that'd be the rude part. "Okay. Lets' get started in the east wing, I guess."

#prompt answers #prompts are closed #asks #anon #harry potter

[bells-of-black-sunday]

3-5 Things Your Muse Can Easily Be Identified By.

colors

Red- deep maroons and dusty fabric that's clearly been worn by time

Black- deep as the night or so pale it's grey

Iron- both rusted and pristine, there were times when he'd have the energy to polish his armor to perfection and other times not so much

Blue - pale cornflower like his eyes

Brown- both from his hair and the pale tans of his linens

scents

Steel- steel has a scent when it gets closed and polished especially when exposed to the elements it's something that while not often clinging to him is unmistakable when you maintain armor and blades

Grass/dirt- generally just the smell of dirt, he does a lot of manual labor and likes to relax in the grass and fields when he's done that and a common form of antiperspirant during the period was literally just using dust and some scented oils to cover the smell

Blood- something unmistakable after sparring or after battles, he's never one to care for his body so he gets various cuts and scrapes a lot

fashion

Tunics/kirtles- very simple and common clothing for men in the period, it was basically just a big blanket of wool to protect yourself from the elements while still being light and breathable they could be laced or just be a complete panel

Braies and hose - basically a pair of undershorts that'd be covered by a pair of long socks called hose or even a pair of chausses, not too uncommon to see him lounging out like that in the shared living space he has

Great helm- a very common helm throughout most of the later medieval period, it's what his helmet is on his actual model even if his hair really shouldn't be poking through it

Cloak- a big basically blanket of fabric to keep yourself extra warm or the rain out, definitely something warn quite a bit on long marches

objects

Great Swords- self explanatory

War banners- again self explanatory, with how he was granted the nobility title of knight, he was a very privileged man and thus was probably the one to carry the banner of the lords he's worked under

Genuinely probably the only two things that can be associated with him in particular, unlike a lot of the other killers: his add ons aren't really personal belongings or things relating to him specifically. Mostly just the company he was enslaved under and from when he'd eventually betray Vittorio. Which just goes to show he probably didn't really have many personal belongings.

body language

Tensed muscles- When isn't he tense and irritable? he's not really used to people talking to him without wanting something or, because he pissed them off in one way or another.

Glowering- his natural state of being is be almost deadpan, but also looking like he'd kill you if you looked at him wrong

Folded arms- protective and comforting as it is intimidating

aesthetics

Corrupted religion- this man fetishizes religion so hard because he does not care about it, but he will treat Haru like he's the virgin Mary herself and worship at his lap

Medieval- he's from that time period it's a given

Dogs- he's got massive abused dog/guard dog energy, he is tame in the way a flock protector is when it guards its sheep from wolves

Flowering meadows- when isn't he talking about how he just wants to return to the earth when he dies?

Tagged by: @steel-and-fire (thank you!!) Tagging: uhh I got to this rlly late just steal it from me

#ooc #/dash games #𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘋𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 - [ 𝘛𝘢𝘳𝘩𝘰𝘴 ] #putting him in the pear wiggler and watching him boucne around fr fr

[andiwriteordie]

HEY ANDI :) CONGRATS ON 1500 FOLLOWERS !!! YOU DESERVE IT AND SO MUCH MORE <33

okay i wasn't sure if the prompt thing was still open which is why i haven't sent one in yet but i was wondering if you could write something like a party sleepover with pining Mike and madwheeler ? im a HUGE platonic madwheeler enjoyer and that'd be just perfect

ahh, thank you so much! i hope you enjoy!!!

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kiss you in a crowded room

Max Mayfield is on a mission tonight, and she’s not leaving this sleepover until she completes that mission.

Quite honestly, the mission shouldn’t be that difficult, except for the fact that her friends are literally fucking idiots. That’s the simplest explanation for it. Everyone in the Party is just a little bit stupid, but by far, the stupidest member of the Party has to be Mike Wheeler.

…

She means that with love. Really, she does.

But see, Max can say shit like that because tonight, she’s going to do Mike Wheeler a huge favor. She’s going to (very gently) nudge Mike and Will in the right direction, so they stop pining after each other, like they’ve been doing for the last several years. Apparently, it hadn’t even gotten any better when Max was in her coma. Oh no, in fact, it had gotten worse, according to Lucas. 

And somehow, even though the war with Vecna is now over, Mike and Will still haven’t started dating each other yet.

Everyone else seems to be content with waiting for them to figure it out on their own, but hey, if there’s one thing that being killed and brought back to life like Jesus taught Max, it’s that you shouldn’t waste the time you’ve been given.

So, that’s exactly why Max has concocted a little plan—with El’s help, of course—to get Will and Mike together.

It’s quite simple honestly, and it’ll be hilarious no matter what.

The Party’s going to play spin the bottle.

“We are not playing spin the bottle,” Mike protests, and Max leans back, scrunching her nose in the direction of her friend.

“You gonna tell a blind girl what she can or can’t do, Wheeler?” Max asks boredly. “Because that’s really, really rude of you.”

Mike just sputters. “I didn’t… I’m not… What does that even have to do with anything?”

“It has everything to do with everything,” Max says, as cryptically as she can. “Besides, I missed out on like… two years of Party sleepovers. Ergo, I deserve to pick out our first party game.”

“She’s got a point there, Mike,” Lucas remarks, and Max grins. She can always count on Lucas to side with her, even if her point is a stupid one. God, Max loves him. “And what’s the harm in playing spin the bottle?”

“Maybe I don’t want to kiss you guys,” Mike says stubbornly.

“Okay, ouch,” Max says, pretending to be offended. “Is anyone else hurt by that? Anybody?”

“A little,” El says with a bit of a giggle. “But it is okay. I do not want to kiss you either, Mike. You are a lousy kisser—”

“Hey!” Mike protests.

“I still vote we play though,” El adds. “I have never played spin the bottle.”

“Me either,” Dustin agrees. “I mean, it could be fun. And it’s not like our kisses mean anything.”

“Dude, why are you winking?” Mike gripes. “You do realize that implies the exact opposite of what you just said?”

“No, Mike,” Dustin says sarcastically. “I was just winking for the hell of it.”

Before Mike can say anything else, Max jumps back into the conversation. “Well, if Dustin’s on board with the game, then we’re playing,” she says simply. “Because even if Will votes with you, Mike, the four of us want to play. So. Party rule and all that shit. Sorry.”

Mike lets out an exasperated groan. “Why did we agree to let you in our party?”

“Because I saved your lives from my asshole brother and immediately established myself as the third coolest Party member,” Max says cheerfully, and she reaches for the empty Coke bottle sitting by her side. “First coolest is El, in case you were wondering. Second coolest is Will, obviously.”

“Obviously,” Lucas agrees. “And you are third coolest, but I think I’m fourth.”

“Hey now,” Dustin starts to protest, but before he can say anything else, Max turns towards Lucas and nods.

“No, you’re right,” she chuckles. “Then, it’s Dustin, and then Mike.”

“Hey!” Mike protests. “Why am I last?”

“You really want me to answer that question?”

A beat passes.

Then, another.

And another.

“He doesn’t know what to say, does he?” Max asks dryly.

“Nope,” El answers. “He’s currently pouting to Will.”

“Oh, good, Will’s still here. He hasn’t talked in a while, so I was beginning to think he left.”

“I’m still here,” Will says with a small laugh. “Just quiet.”

“Mm, quiet is not going to work for me, Byers,” Max tsks, and she sets the Coke bottle in what she believes should be the middle of the circle. “Alright, if I’m way off, someone make sure the bottle is in the middle. Who wants to go first?”

“I’ll go!” El says cheerfully. “I want to try it. What do I do?”

“Oh, you just spin the bottle, El,” Dustin explains. “Then, whoever it lands on, you have to kiss.”

“We won’t make you kiss Will though,” Lucas adds. “That’d be weird since you guys are technically siblings now.”

“Oh, thank God,” Will sighs.

“Yeah, Indiana’s bad, but we’re not Alabama,” Max chuckles. “Anyways, El, you ready?”

“Ready,” El says, and the next thing Max knows, she hears the familiar sound of the glass bottle spinning on the wood floor. The noise goes on for a little bit longer; then, finally, it stops. “Oh, it’s Dustin. Okay!”

“Sorry, Suzie-Poo,” Dustin says with a dramatic sigh, and Max scrunches her nose. She hears her friend shift, presumably moving towards each other. It’s followed by the briefest little kissing sound; then, El sits back down beside Max.

“That was easy,” El remarks. “Max, it is your turn now.”

“Cool.” Max grins, and she reaches for the bottle. Once again, it spins and spins and spins, before finally, it stops. “Alright, friends don’t lie. Who do I have to kiss?”

“Me,” comes Will’s voice. He laughs, a bit nervous. 

“Aw, Byers!” Max laughs, holding out her hand. “Cute. C’mere.”

“Here I come,” Will says with a laugh of his own, and before Max knows it, Will gives her a chaste little kiss. 

“Thank you,” Max says cheerfully, leaning back. “See, Mike? Kissing people in this game’s not that bad. We’re all adults, and we’ve all kissed people before.”

“Technically, you’re the only one of us who’s eighteen,” Mike points out. “And… I don’t know if all of us have kissed people before.”

The room goes silent, and Max’s brow furrows. “Wait… who hasn’t…”

Her voice trails off, and Max’s jaw drops open. She turns her head in the direction she’d heard Will’s voice earlier. “Holy shit, Will, was that your first kiss?”

Once again, the room goes silent. It’s all the confirmation Max needs.

“I don’t count,” Max reassures, waving her hand absently. “You don’t like girls, so I’m just like… a practice dummy.”

A little laugh escapes Will’s lips. “And if I kiss one of the guys tonight?” he asks dryly. “Does that count?”

“Mm, depends on who you kiss,” Max replies with a smirk. “Anyways, Lucas, it’s your turn.”

“Got it,” Lucas says, and he reaches for the bottle, spinning it in a circle. Once again, the bottle spins for a while; then, the room goes silent. “Alright, El, you up for another kiss?”

Beside her, El laughs. “Why not?” she asks, clearly unbothered by this. She shifts, presumably moving towards Lucas, and Lucas shifts, presumably going to meet El in the middle.

Again, a little kissing sound fills the silence in the room, and Max claps, a dry smile on her face. “Congrats on your kiss,” she says with a chuckle. “I hope you both enjoyed it.”

“Not bad,” El remarks.

“Not bad at all,” Lucas agrees. 

“Jealous,” Max deadpans. “Okay. Whose turn is it? Mike?”

Across the circle, Mike groans. “Do I have to?”

“Yes,” everyone else responds in perfect unison. 

“Don’t be a bad sport, Wheeler,” Lucas scolds.

“It is just a game,” El adds.

“Seriously,” Max says dryly. “I mean, honestly… is there someone you just don’t want to kiss here?”

“You,” Mike deadpans.

“Ooh, good. The sentiment is shared.” Max smirks. “Or maybe there is someone you want to kiss… you just don’t want to admit it.”

Mike goes silent again.

Bingo.

Before Max can make another comment, the sound of the bottle spinning on the floor fills the silence, and Max gently bumps her shoulder against El’s, hoping her best friend understands what she’s saying. The bottle spins and spins and spins; then, finally, the room goes quiet again.

Nobody says a word.

“Okay, well someone has to tell me who it landed on,” Max complains. “Hello? Did you all forget that I literally cannot see?”

Someone—Mike, Max thinks—gulps quietly. “It’s, um… it’s Will,” he says, and oh yeah, he definitely sounds nervous now.

“Okay.” Max shrugs. “So, kiss Will.”

“Well, I don’t want to be his first kiss if he doesn’t want me to be!”

“Oh, Jesus,” Max groans. “So, ask him then.”

The room goes silent. Again.

Max facepalms, and she turns towards Will now. “Will, do you mind if Mike is your first kiss?”

…

…

…

“Dude, seriously, you have to say something,” Max reminds, waving her hand in front of her eyes. “Yes or no: Mike Wheeler is your first kiss. If you say no, then we’ll let Mike spin again. I’m not that mean.”

For a brief moment, Will is quiet again. Then, finally, he says in a small voice, “U-um… yeah, that’s… that’s fine. Sure.”

Max fights the urge to grin. El bumps her shoulder lightly, as if to say, We did it, and Max damn near laughs aloud.

“Okay, cool,” Max says, as casually as she can. “Have at it, then.”

The sound of people moving towards each other fills the silence, and someone takes a deep breath. Then, the room goes still and quiet.

For… several moments.

The room remains silent, and Max blinks, leaning towards her own boyfriend. “Are they still kissing?” she whispers.

“Yeah,” Lucas whispers back. “They, uh… they are. It’s really awkward.”

“Glad I can’t see it then.”

“Lucky you.”

Finally, someone pulls away, and every other member of the Party sighs in relief. Max whistles lowly. “Alright, then,” she says with a smug smile. “How’s that for a first kiss, Byers?”

“Um, good!” Will squeaks—like actually squeaks. His voice is about an octave higher than normal, and Will clears his throat. “I mean… yeah. It was… it was good.”

“And Wheeler?” Max turns her head towards her other best friend, and she makes sure to plaster her biggest grin on her face. “How was what I’m assuming was your first kiss with a dude? Did you like it? Are you glad we played spin the bottle now?”

Once again, Max doesn’t get a response for her questions, and once again, the silence is a confirmation of exactly what she’s thinking. 

Perfect. If Mike is thinking about his kiss with Will and if he enjoyed it, then they’ll definitely get together soon. Her plan is foolproof, and Max is a genius.

So, with a smirk on her face, Max leans back, tilting her head towards where Dustin should be sitting. “Alright, Dustin,” Max says cheerfully. “Your turn!”

Dustin’s little laugh breaks through the silence, and it’s quickly followed by the sound of the bottle spinning. It lands on Lucas, and neither of them throw a fit about it, thank God. With those two, it’s honestly hit or miss.

Then, Dustin hands the bottle to Will, and Max smirks, leaning her head on her hand and listening to the bottle spinning. She imagines El probably won’t interfere again, though if she did, she thinks it’ll be funny.

The bottle stops, and Max sits up. “So, who gets to kiss Will?”

For a moment, no one responds.

Then, El answers, “It… landed on Mike again.”

There’s a certain smugness in her tone, and Max fights back her laughter. It sounds like El definitely did rig the game again, and God, that’s even better. Having a best friend with superpowers is amazing.

“Okay, well ground rules here for everyone’s mental health,” Max says dryly. “If you’re going to make out with each other, please just do it in a place where the seeing members of the Party don’t have to watch. We promise we’ll only make fun of you two a little bit.”

“Or a lot,” Lucas mutters.

“Or a lot,” Max agrees. “But either way, you can—”

“Hey, Will,” Mike blurts out, cutting Max off.

A beat passes.

Then, Will tentatively says, “...Yeah?”

“You want to get some fresh air?” Mike asks hurriedly.

Again, a beat passes.

“Yep,” Will answers, just as rushed. “Fresh air sounds great.”

The two of them scramble to their feet, and before Max knows it, she hears the sound of two sets of footsteps running up the basement stairs. The remaining four Party members are left in total silence, and Max reaches for the glass bottle.

“They’re going upstairs to make out, aren’t they?” she deadpans.

“Yep,” El answers.

“Absolutely,” Dustin confirms.

“100%,” Lucas agrees.

“Great.” Max falls backwards onto the floor, and she lets out a satisfied little sigh. “My work here is done. Good job, El.”

“Thank you, thank you,” El says, and she falls back, lying on the floor with her. “I like this game. We should play it more often.”

Max can’t help but laugh, and she gently bumps her best friend’s shoulder. “Someone’s eager to kiss their friends,” she teases, and El just joins in with her laughter.

“I have kissed everyone but you and Will now,” she says, sounding a bit smug. “And I don’t plan to kiss my brother any time soon.”

“Again, we’re not in Alabama,” Max chuckles, and she sits up, grabbing the Coke bottle. “But hey, if you want to kiss me, now would be the time.”

Once again, a little laugh escapes El’s lips; then, she reaches for the bottle, spinning it. The glass bottle spins and spins and spins until it comes to a stop, and Max smiles teasingly. “Who’d it land on?”

“It is a surprise,” El whispers. 

Then, without another word, El leans in and kisses her.

The kiss is short, but it’s still electrifying—in a similar but also different way from how her first kiss with Lucas had been. And… look, Max doesn’t really know what that means for her, and maybe now isn’t the time to figure it out…

But that’s definitely a question she’ll be revisiting later.

#andi's asks #byler #byler ficlet #andi writes not dies

[tenderyellowbluefics]

hi there! fellow eddie munson lover here :) i’m in the middle of an absolute downpour where i live and it’s storming quite hard. i was wondering if you might be able to write something where eddie and the reader are close friends hiding their feelings from eachother. perhaps they’re just sitting together listening to the rain and the thunder and eventually they end up confessing their feelings? i’d be happy to see what you come up with!! much love <3

God Bless The Rain // E.M

So sorry this took so long!! I absolutely loved this idea and wanted to get it perfect haha! Thank you so much for the request! Hope you like it.

Summary: When sudden rain ruins plans, Eddie and you have no other choice but to share your thoughts.

Warnings: None really. Mainly fluff. Light angst if you squint.

It hinted that the reader is female, not specified though I believe.

Requests are open!

"Follow me! I know where to go!" Eddie shouted, grabbing your hand to pull you along behind him.

You and eddies favorite place to go to hang out was the woods. No one to be bothered by, just you, him, and nature. Plus, he loved finding weird bugs to freak you out with.

This time while doing that, it started to pour. You were too far into the woods to run back to eddies van, so instead, he led you to a clearing in the trees that revealed, skull rock. A rock structure that could provide you two some shelter from the rain.

"This really is our luck." You laughed, finally getting a chance to breathe now that you were out of the downpour.

"Truly," He agreed, chuckling. "How long do you think this will last?"

"No clue," You answered truthfully. "It's not so bad though, kind of peaceful."

"Yeah, it is."

You leaned your head back onto the rock structure behind you, taking in the sights.

"You come here a lot?" You inquired.

"Huh?" Eddie questioned.

"Like, skull rock; You knew exactly where to go."

"Oh, yeah." He sighed. "It's a nice place to just come and think; I'd love to say it's because this is the most popular makeout place in all of Hawkins, but I think we both know that isn't true." He chuckled, smiling at you.

"You know, you could get women if you just put yourself out there." You mumbled, looking away from him.

"What?" He slightly raised his voice. "I put myself out there!" He protested.

"Offering girls twenty percent discounts on weed isn't exactly putting yourself out there." You chuckled.

"It's an attempt at least." He mumbled. "What about you though?! There's plenty of dudes at school that'd kill to be with you but you never even look at them!"

You felt a small amount of heat flush to your cheeks at his remarks. "I just don't have feelings like that for any of 'em." you mumbled, trying to conceal your grin.

He chuckled at your words, biting his bottom lip, but stayed silent. He looked as if he was fighting off a thought.

You and Eddie had been friends for a couple years now. He was the first person to talk to you when you first transferred to Hawkins high. It was freshman year, and as if that wasn't already scary enough, you knew absolutely no-one. He walked up to your empty table and slammed a flyer down in front of you. Across it read the words, Hellfire club. "Wanna join?" He'd asked with a sly grin. You had no clue what Dungeons & Dragons were, so that was a no-go, but you found other common interests in things like music, and art.

Recently though, your feelings had started to change. You couldn't quite understand them, but it all clicked when you felt a burning rage seeing him with Chrissy Cunningham. You had nothing against Chrissy, how could you? She was the queen of Hawkins high, an absolute sweetheart. It was the fact that Eddie was giving another girl his attention, making another girl laugh, and flashing his beautiful smile at her. After that you realized why you felt such a burning pain at that sight, you liked him, or even loved him. You couldn't be sure, all you knew was that you wanted him.

"You cold?" Eddie's voice broke you from your thoughts.

"What? Oh, no." You stuttered, feeling awkward about the thoughts you were having about the man sitting right next to you.

"You sure? You're shivering."

Shit, you were shivering. The one time you didn't bring a coat.

"Here," He sat up and slipped his arms out of his black leather jacket. "Put this on."

"Eddie no."

"Just take it; You don't need to catch a cold." He insisted.

You slipped the large jacket on your arms, crossing the sides over one another for maximum warmth. You loved the smell, Eddie's smell. Cheap cologne mixed with, weed, cigarettes, and the tiniest bit of strawberries from his shampoo.

"Why don't you like any one at school?" He questioned, tilting his head to look at you.

"Oh, I don't know." You looked down, feeling another slight flush of warmth creeping onto your cheeks.

"There's gotta be someone you like." He teased, gently poking your side with his elbow.

"I guess there is one guy." Your heart stopped realizing what you said, having no idea how or why you let those words leave your mouth.

His eyes widened a little, staring at you for a moment with a small frown, before clearing his throat. "Who is this lucky fellow." He dryly laughed, unconvincingly.

"No one, it's stupid." You grumbled, looking away from him.

"C'mon, tell me; Its just me."

"No." You said sternly, turning to look at him.

"Fine," He puffed, tilting his head away from you. "I guess I wont tell you what girl I like."

You felt a twang of pain in yor chest at those words. Your eyes widened, as you snapped your head over to examine his expression. Was he joking? He had to be, right?

"You, you like someone." You slightly choked on the words as they came out, trying your hardest not to seem normal.

"Yep! She's real hot too!" He laughed looking back at you.

There it was again, that burning anger. You felt your face heat up and your heartbeat quicken, as you folded your arms across your chest.

"I bet it's Chrissy right?" You scoffed, again trying so hard not to let your emotions be apparent in your voice.

"What?" He seemed almost offended, at your words.

"Chrissy Cunningham, I saw you two talking the other day and giggling, you like her right?"

"I was dealing to her, of course I have to be friendly, it'd be bad for business if I didn't."

"Yeah right, dealing drugs to Chrissy Cunningham, that angel, no way!" You slightly raised your voice, more than you intend to as more anger built up in your chest.

"I swear!" He put his hands up. "She was acting really weird, maybe that douche Jason broke up with her."

Chrissy was acting strange when you passed her in the hall. His story seemed believable, but if not her, who else could it be.

"Who is it then?"

He frowned, looking down at his hands, fiddling with the metal rings.

"What is it ed?" You reached a hand to place it on his shoulder.

"It's, It's you." He exhaled loudly, turning his head to where he was completely looking away from you.

"What?" Your voice was small, not fully processing his words.

"I like you," He almost whispered, turning to face you. His brown, fear-filled eyes meeting yours. "It doesn't matter though, you like someone already." He grumbled, breaking eye contact.

"Eddie," You began, "The guy I like is you."

It felt like a two-ton weight had just been lifted from your chest. Finally free of this little secret you've kept for so long.

"Really?" he asked quietly, his eyes meeting yours once again.

"Uh huh." You nodded.

"Oh," His voice was filled with a mixture of shock and relief as his once frowning face had a childish grin plastered across it.

You scooted even closer to him than you already were, placing a hand on his.

He looked at your hands holding one another, than back to your face.

"Uh, so, could I uh, maybe, uh kis-" You cut off his rambling by placing a gentle kiss on his soft lips. His hand made its way to your hip, deepening the kiss.

"Does that answer your question?" You teased, pulling away.

He laughed before grabbing your face and peppering you with kisses. All the way from your forehead, to your nose, your lips, cheeks, down to your neck.

"I've waited like, years to do this." He laughed, childishly grinning.

"God bless the rain." You giggled leaning your head onto his shoulder as you both sat against the rock once more.

"I can't wait to tell everyone in hellfire about this."

"Oh god," you face palmed, already feeling the embarrassment this would bring.

#eddie munson #eddie munson fic #eddie munson headcanons #eddie munson imagine #eddie stranger things #eddie x reader #joseph quinn #stranger things #stranger things 4 #stranger things eddie #eddie munson x reader #x reader #eddiemunson x reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson edit #eddie munson oneshot #stranger things season four #eddie munson fluff

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Sweet face

Best friend!Ethan x afab reader

Warnings: Smut, oral sex(m & f receiving), ehtanks kind of a creep and a perv, pet names, murders mentioned, kinda dark humor ig

An: some Ethan content ig lol. Smut below the cut

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💙Sweet face💙 (Ethan)

Reader💖

hey sweet face, I was wondering how your holding up after Chad flipped out on you. and since there's a knife whelding psycho on campus I wanted to make sure you didn't yk 💀

Ethan💙

Hey...

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are you doing okay bestie? im sorry Chad flipped

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Yeah, I'm fine. Don't worry about it. Chad can be... intense sometimes.

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are you sure your good?and please don't lie I wanna know if you're actually okay

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Okay, I'm not okay. But it's fine. I can handle it."

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do you wanna talk about it? you can come over to my dorm if you want

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Yeah, that'd be nice. Thanks I'll be over in a few

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no problem what else are friends for

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Exactly. So... see you soon?

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see ya soon sweet face!

Ethan smiles at the nickname, he can feel heat rise to his cheeks

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See you soon

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let me know when you get here so I can let ya in

About 15 minutes pass before your phone dings again

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I'm here

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You open the door and pull Ethan in for a hug

"Thanks again" he says hesitantly hugging back

"yes of course, come in!" He nods and walks into your dorm "So, uh...what's up?" "nothing much I just wanted you to know I'm here if you need anything, expecly since there's a masked maniac around campus" you laugh slightly

"Yeah, it's been pretty crazy. You're lucky you haven't had any direct encounters with him." takes a seat on your bed"im glad that you haven't been fillet yet too" you giggle

He smiles slightly "Yeah, me too. So, what have you been up to? Anything fun?" "not really just a fuck ton of school work" "Oh same, but don't push yourself too hard. You need to take care of yourself too." Ethan puts his hand on your back and strokes your back softly.

"that goes for you too don't over work yourself sweet face" you lean you head on his shoulder.

He nods in agreement "You're right."he leans his cheek against your head

"you want to watch a movie or something kill some time?" You ask with your hand on his knee, Ethan smiles softly "That sounds nice. What do you have in mind?" "I don't know how bout you pick because your my guest" he nods and thinks for a moment "How about "The Notebook"? It's one of my favorites."

You smile brightly* "the notebook hm never really took you as a the romantic movie type" he blushes slightly "I know, I know. It's just...I have a soft spot for romantic movies." Ethan admits sheepishly "Plus, that movie always makes me think of you." He smiles "So, do you want to watch it?"

"of course" you smile you grab your computer and select the notebook on Netflix.

Ethan grins and nods in agreement settles in on the bed with you, his arm lightly around your shoulders.

You lean in to his touch and cuddle up next to him.

He smiles warmly, feeling the comfort of your closeness Here's to a relaxing evening, even if it's just for a few hours.

About half way through the movie you begin to fall in to a peaceful sleep. Ethan watches you fall asleep, his hand gently rubbing your back. he trys to continue watching the movie but he cant help but notice your shirt has moved and he has the perfect view of your tits, he can feel himself get hard.

You move ever so slightly in your sleep exposing more of your chest to your friend next to you.

Ethan's breath hitches as he tries to control himself, his desire for you intensifying. He knows he should stop, but the situation feels too intimate, too tempting. your his best friend for God sakes!

He watches as your chest rises and falls while you still sleep with a peacefull expression across your face. Ethan continues to rub your back, his other hand moving closer to your exposed skin. He hesitates for a moment before gently tracing a line down your side, stopping just above your hip. His heart races, his mind telling him this is wrong, but his body ignoring the protests. You let out a soft moan as His hand moves higher up your leg, his fingertips grazing the soft skin just above your pajama pants as he hesitantly traces a line up your thigh He's completely lost himself in the moment, unable to resist the urge to touch you. Feeling the effect of his touch, Ethan's heart pounding in his chest. He knows he should stop, but the desire overpowers him. as he dips his fingers below your pants and slowly begins to pleaser you.

You moan louder waking yourself up from yout slumber. "Ethan?" You moan out.

Ethan jolts back, his hand flying off your leg as he pretends to be innocently rubbing your back again. "Uh, sorry," he stammers, trying to hide his arousal. "I thought you were still asleep."please don't stop Eth" you whine. Ethan's heart races as he tries to regain control. He moves his hand back to your side, pretending to help you relax again. "There we go," he says softly, trying to ignore the throbbing between his legs. "Just trying to help you sleep better." "More please Ethan" Ethan swallows hard, his mind racing. "Y-you...What do you mean?" "I want you to keep touching me Eth" Ethan's heart skips a beat as he hears your words. "Are you sure?" he asks, his voice barely above a whisper. He leans closer to you, his body trembling with desire. "yes, unless you want me to touch you?" Ethan swallows thickly, his eyes locked onto yours. "I... I want that too," he admits softly. His hand finds its way back to your thigh, this time more confidently. "But I want to make sure it's what you truly want," "yes more than anything sweet face" "Then show me," he whispers, his fingers inching closer to your panties. He feels his heart race as he waits for your response.

You get off the bed and get in front of Ethan on your knees I look up at him through your lashes waiting for a response. Ethan's breath hitches as he watches you kneel before him, his heart pounding with anticipation. "You're so beautiful," he whispers, his voice shaky with desire. You tug your shirt over your head revealing your full chest to him. Ethan's hands shake as he lays back on the bed, his breath hitching in anticipation. His eyes take in every inch of your bare chest, his mind whirling with desire. "I've never wanted anything more than I want you right now," you smirk your hands going to undo his belt. His breath hitches as your hands find their way to his belt loop, his cock twitching in anticipation. "Stop teasing," he gasps. "Touch me." "okay sweet face" Ethan groans as you pull his pants down, leaving him in his boxers, the feel of his bare skin against the sheets sending electric shivers down his spine. "God damn, you're fucking beautiful," he whispers, his voice hoarse with desire. you pull his boxers down and begin pumping him ever so slowly. Ethan's eyes roll back into his head as you take him into your hands, his cock throbbing in anticipation. "Fuck... yes," he moans, his hips bucking off the bed slightly. "Suck me... please." You hum and lick a long wet stripe from the base to the tip of Ethans cock. A Shiver run down his spine as you lick and tease his cock, his body arching off the bed. "Fuck.. yes, please. More, more," he moans, his voice thick with desire. "Don't stop." You take his hard cock in your mouth and begin sucking. Ethan's hands fly into your hair, holding onto you tightly as you take him deeper into your mouth. "Oh fuck... yes," he groans, his hips bucking upwards, seeking more contact. "You're incredible." You move your head faster and you jeark off the rest of his cock you can't fit your mouth.

Ethan's body tenses as you take him deeper into your mouth, his fingers digging into your scalp. "Fuck... yes," he gasps, his voice breaking. "I'm close... so close." You bob your head faster making slight gagging noises as you suck off your best friend. "Fuuuuck," he groans, his hips bucking up off the bed as he comes in your mouth, his seed hot and thick against your tongue. "Oh fuck," he whispers, his body shuddering with pleasure. You swallow his cum. His breath catches in his throat as you swallow him down, his eyes fluttering shut in pleasure. "Fuck..." he whispers, his body trembling with satisfaction. "That was... incredible." "yes it was" you kiss his lips passionately. "Mmm... you're amazing," he whispers, his hands running through your hair. "I've never felt anything like that before." He pulls you closer, deepening the kiss. "now it's my turn" you smirk sitting on the bed next to him "show me what you can do with that mouth pretty boy" His breath catches in his throat as you take the lead, a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth. "Mmm..." he groans softly, his hands roaming your back and hips, pressing you closer to him. "Show me what else you've got." You pull your pajama pants down along with your panties spreading your legs wide for Ethan to see your glistening wet folds. His eyes widen slightly, then heat flares up in them as he takes in the sight of your folds. "Fuck," he breathes out, his fingers tracing lightly over your skin before dipping into your slickness. "You're so beautiful. Tell me what you want me to do to you" "fuck" you moan "fuck I want you to eat me out" you studder out in-between moans "Mmm..." His mouth waters as he watches your reaction, then he slowly parts your folds with his fingers, tongue flicking out to tease your sensitive bud before diving in to lick and suck on it. "Oh fuck, Eth I more please" you moan. Without hesitation, he laps at your folds, teasing and tasting your sweet nectar as he begins to suck and lick the sensitive bundle of nerves. "Holy shit..." You moan loudly weaving your hands in his curly hair pulling slightly. His sucking and licking increases, his tongue swirling around your clit while he fingers you "fuck sweet face" Feeling your body tense beneath his touch, Ethan knows you're close. He increases the intensity of his actions, sucking harder on your clit and thrusting his fingers deeper into your wetness. "Come for me, baby," he urges, his voice rough with need. Your back arches off the bed and you cum with a extremely loud moan. "Fuck Ethan!" His tongue continues to lap at your sensitive flesh as he feels your walls clenching around his fingers, signaling your orgasm. He groans against your folds, feeling both satisfied and needy.

"I want you inside me baby" Withdrawing his fingers from your slick folds, he positions his throbbing length at your entrance. "Tell me you want this," he says, his voice husky with desire." please I need you In me!" He pushes just the head of his cock against your opening, holding his breath as the head slips inside, teasing you with the barest hint of pleasure. "Say it," he says, his voice strained with desire. "please fuck me Ethan" His hips flex, pushing deeper into you, filling you up with his thick girth. He groans deeply, feeling you stretch around him, his hands finding your hips to guide him deeper. "Fuck, you feel so good," he pants, their bodies now fully connected. "fuck your so big sweet face" you moans Ethan's thrusts grow harder, faster, taking him deeper into your wet heat with each stroke. His hands grip your hips tighter, holding you close as he takes what he's always wanted—you. "You're mine," "im yours... fuck I wanna be yours!' Their bodies begin to move together in perfect sync, his thrusts growing harder and deeper, his hips grinding against yours in a primal rhythm. "You're everything," he groans, his voice rough with passion. "You belong to me,"oh yes.. I'm yours .... fuck and your mine!" You moan louder feeling your legs sake "I'm close!" "Cum for me," he breathes against your neck, his fingers digging into your hips as his hips pick up the pace, driving deeper inside you. His cock throbs against your sensitive walls, seeking release as he feels himself close as well. "Ahhhh!!" You moan and cum harder than last time.

"Fuck yes," he growls, his body tensing as he feels your walls clenching around him. "You feel so good," he pants, his hips bucking wildly as he pours himself into you, filling you with his release.

You pull Ethan in for a deep kiss His tongue delves into your mouth, tasting you as he lets out a satisfied groan, his heart pounding in his chest. Then he pulls back, looking deep into your eyes, his breath a ragged pant. "I love you," " i love you too sweet face" Smirking softly, his eyes twinkling with love and lust, he leans down to kiss you tenderly once more. "Always," he whispers against your lips, his body still connected to yours, their hearts beating in unison. "so I assume your staying the night?" You chuckle Ethan grins, his hands running through your hair. "I'm thinking about it," he teases, his body still pressed against yours. "But only if you want me to," he adds with a wink. "I could never say no to you sweet face" you smile and bring him In for another kiss "Good," he murmurs against your lips, deepening the kiss. "Because I want to be with you as much as possible." And with that, he rolls onto his side, pulling you close, his arm wrapping protectively around your waist. "me too, Im tiered now you wanna cuddle until we fall asleep?" You smile sleepily. "Sounds perfect to me," he nods, snuggling in close, his chin resting on your shoulder. "Just hold me," he whispers softly, his heart still racing. "I'm yours." Ethan mumbled before drifting off to sleep.

#ethan landry x reader #scream 6

[echantedtoon]

Demon Bride Ch20 Yet Even Curiouser

"Are you both alright?! Tell me you're alright!"

"W-We're both fine."

"Oh. Good...THEN WHAT WERE YOU TWO EVEN THINKING?!"

You both had frozen in front of the giant lumbering form of a VERY angry Kyogai stood in the doorway to greet your arrival back. Only you two hadn't counted on him actually noticing you were gone and to then snatch the both of you in one each. You found yourselves yelping and dangling from his right hand as Eri was held above the floor in his right. In her arms was Rui who looked frightened and confused at finding himself being held in air by a demon who was being held by another taller demon. Turning, he began stepping down the long hallway down hallway back up towards his study and you both saw and felt the many, many servants stopping to stare at the strange sight of Kyogai carrying you by the backs of your kimonos. A pit formed in your stomach at the realization.

You had been caught.

A pit formed in your stomach as the thoughts swirled about you. What was gonna happen? Kyogai was sweet and kind so you didn't worry about the punishment being too bad but he was still very, very, VERY angry judging by the look he was giving everyone.  You didn't know what was going to happen. More so to Eri! You'd gotten her into this troubling situation. What was going to happen to her?! Kyogai grumbled more under his breath the longer he walked and the more you felt regret and guilt build up in yourself from all the watchful eyes. You royally screwed up didn't you? What if Kyogai refused to marry Eri and Komoki as punishment? Or worse keep her here longer working? That'd devastate her. And it'd be your fault! The door to the main study was finally here and opened with a loud sound. 

"I had to stop my work early because of you two runaways!," He finally spoke once he walked into the room and you were placed on your feet a lot more gently than you were expecting. "On a VERY important work night with lots to be done!" The sudden turn he made made you flinch as hard as you winced when the door was slammed. "Do either of you two know how much trouble you caused?!" He snapped back around to the both of you with a deep scowled. "HOW MUCH TROUBLE WE ALL COULD'VE BEEN IN?!"

You couldn't help but look away in shame. Next to you Eri was already assuming the position of a deep bow, head down, and an EXTREMELY guilty look on her face. Rui was still under one of her arms tugging at her to be put down.

"Do you know how worried I was to find my healer and human GONE?! I nearly ordered the mansion to be taken apart wally by wall to find you!! OH!! AND DON'T GET ME STARTED ON WHEN I REALIZED I'D BEEN TRICKED INTO SOMETHING!! WHO'S BRILLIANT IDEA WAS THAT?! " HE half asked half roared half demanded throwing his arms up. "Those woods are full of demons who wouldn't be afraid to pounce on unsuspecting weak demons AND humans?! What if you two had been attacked or worse KILLED?! Do you think I could've gotten there in time? NO!" He pointed. "Because two little trouble makers thought it'd be a good idea to leave while I was distracted to somewhere I had no idea Where the hell they'd be!! It's burns knowing a loyal servant of mine and a guest I've let into my home out of the good of my heart did such a thing as trick me!!"

Your throat gained a lump as he muttered to himself pacing in front of the door. 

"For a long time I have done the best I could to provide for you! Have I been perfect? No! Do I know anything about humans? No! Should I have picked up a book on human culture? Probably!!" He paused looking off at nothing. "Wait...Where was I going with this? I had a point."

"Um.." He INSTANTLY snapped to you with a frown making you flinch, swallow the lump in your throat, and force out a sentence. "Sorry. I thank you, Kyogai."

"Well I love you too!!," He said back in that same angry tone from before.

Silence.

...You blinked. Eri looked back up from her bow in surprised shock. Rui still struggled for freedom. And Kyogai still frowned hard.

....You slowly blinked again. "What?"

A sudden look of what you could describe as 'oh shit' flashed across his face before he sputtered. "I m-mean I thank you too!! Or uh-...W-W-What I -I-..." You blinked at him. "I just....RRRRRRAAAAAUUUUGGH!!!" His hands flew to his face before being dragged down, you gasped and moved out of the way just going for the small table with the tall stack of unfinished papers still waited for him to work on. Instead he snatched up a bowl of food and chopsticks from it's surface that you realized someone must've given him. THUD-!! The floor lightly shook under the two of yours feet as Kyogai just plopped his massive body back down on his seat.l before shoving a piece of chicken into his mouth. "Stress eating! Because of you!" He angry mumbled half muffled by the food in his mouth. "This is really good!"

More silence followed.

You stood there in stupified silence and the only sounds being of Kyogai angrily shoving more food into his mouth refusing to look at either of you both. You opened your mouth...before casting a silent glance at Eri's frozen form, all of her eyes were wide and her mouth literally hung open in shock at her master. Guess she was just as dumbfounded at the situation as you were. Rui was certainly no help as he was just pouting there in her arms accepting he couldn't struggle free. They weren't going to be any help. Turning your head back to Kyogai...you gave a deep sigh out.

"Kyogai?" He didn't respond to you. You didn't blame him. "I'm...very sorry we did what we did. You're right. W-We shouldn't have done that."

"Then why DID you?", He mumbled through his food. His voice lost a lot of his initial edge but the soreness was still there.

You gave just the briefest of sideways glances to Eri before taking a deep breath and letting it out. "...Because I wanted to go outside badly." Footsteps sounded as warning before Kyogai paused blinking as you suddenly dropped to your knees directly beside him. "I felt caged in all the time in the garden and inside you mansion." Without hesitation you looked up and stared at him directly in the eyes. "It was all my idea." He..stared silently cheeks puffed out and chopsticks partially in his mouth. If this wasn't so serious you probably would've giggled at how cute he looked in that moment. "I figured since mating season was o-over there wouldn't be anymore dangers. But I knew you'd never allow Eri to let me out there."

...He narrowed his eyes, swallowed, and frowned at you. "Your dam right I wouldn't have! Those woods are dangerous for anyone here!"

"Which is why I tricked you!,'' you insisted grabbing his arm. He paused eyes staring at your soft hand- "I overheard Eri talking about visiting her fiance before and figured that'd be a good excuse to ask you in case you actually were paying attention when I did ask you." He looked back at you. "It was stupid and selfish and very, VERY stupid of me to do that! I know! When Eri found out I ran off she came after me to bring me my stupid arse back!"

"...She did?" He asked glancing over to Eri's still frozen form  who was still in that pose. 

"Yes! That's what you saw her doing earlier." You nodded pulling at his arm as his brow rose. "She brought my stupid self back here so I wouldn't get hurt."

There was a small pause in silence as he stared at Eri, then he slowly turned back to you...then turned back to his food. "...You know I hate being tricked into saying yes to something." ...you didn't like that sudden calm tone of his. "But I also hate being lied to." You froze. "However... Considering you're putting yourself at risk to try and defend Eri, which I find commendable you'd try to take the full blame, I will give you one chance to tell me the truth. Did she agree to this?"

What? Kyogai was-...HE KNEW YOU WERE LYING!? You took a moment to blink before looking at Eri who still remained still. She would obviously be no help at all. Turning back to him, he didn't even look in your direction. Just sitting there continuing to eat his food as if there wasn't three other people in the room with him. What was he doing? Waiting for you to tell the truth? Wouldn't that get Eri in more trouble? You'd rather take all the blame fully and spare Eri any trouble. But...If he knew you were lying l, if you lied again that might make things worse. But what if he didn't really know? What if he was just pretending to know you were lying to see if you changed your story? He might get madder if he discovered you were lying. So should you stick to your story originally...

But...

"I did lie." He stopped...and looked at your face. "You're right. I did lie about Eri's involvement. She did agree with the idea."

"Mmm hmm." He hummed raising a brow. "I thought so-"

"But I wasn't lying when I did say it was my idea in the first place." You frowned at him. "She mentioned that you would say no if we did ask you, so I used the chance when you were distracted. I used to do it to my grandmother all the time when she wouldn't agree to things. She didn't even want to go at first, so if you say she's as guilty-" Your hand was placed on your chest. "By my blood I'm the same and will bare the fate of whatever you planned for her."

Now this made him slowly turn his face to you surprise etched on his features, brows shooting upwards. "...Are you-....You would deliberately take the full blame for her? Despite the fact that you two only knew each other a few weeks??"

"In the few weeks I've known her, she's become the only person I could call my friend." You gave him a pleading look. "I beg you. Don't punish Eri for something that she shouldn't have to be punished for."

There was some more silence as he stared at your genuine face. As if studying for any lies...before facing back forwards with a loud exhale. "...Eri."

Said demon woman jumped behind him before bowing (despite the fact he couldn't see her). "Y-Y-Yes, M-My Lord?"

"You have done something that greatly irked me today. And you didn't tell me about what the human planned, I'm fact you went along with it... That's not what I want in a servant." Your heart immediately dropped further and further with each word he spoke. "However I won't go back on an agreement once I already made it so long ago. From this point until you're contract with me ends next year, you're ordered to work under Mayla's supervision and be given the hardest work."

Eri's eyes bugged out looking almost panicked and yet relieved. "And that's...it?"

"Do you think I should add more to your punishment? "

"NO!!..*Ahem* I m-mean no, Lord Kyogai. I will follow your instructions perfectly."

"Good. If you should do anything else I find bothersome, I'll personally have you tend to Enmu once he comes back." Eri's face immediately deflates to one of almost horror at just the mention of getting near Enmu. "Do I make myself clear?"

"Absolutely! Clearer than glass!"

You sighed in relief. Working hard under someone didn't sound too bad. Kyogai spared her from anything like an extended work contract or forbidding her from seeing Komoki completely. However you froze again when he looked at you with an unsure expression. 

"You however...I am not sure how to deal with. You're still recovering so I can't force any work on you. And you're not a servant of mine so I can't order you to work even if I wanted too. ...I certainly won't be throwing you out either."

"Then...What will you do?"

He looked you over carefully. Like very, very carefully. "... Simple. Until your departure from here, you're hearby banned from the garden." 

That sucked but was understandable.

"And you'll be taken out of Eri's care. From now on Nagi will be the one to assist you with things."

Your eyes widened...But sighed. That was..also understandable. After today you probably deserved it. He gave another glance at your hand holding his arm..before coughing and looking away.

"And during the day, you'll be staying in the same room as me while I work." ....Say what? "That way I can keep an eye on you  and make sure nothing like that happens again!"

You stared at him. You looked to Eri. Eri stared at Kyogai. Eri stared at you. You both stared at each other. You stared back at Kyogai wide eyed.

"Excuse me?"

He coughed again. "You won't be with me all the time. You'll have private time to yourself when you need it, and Nagi will assist you and you'll still sleep in your own room but I won't tolerate anymore shenanigans from you again. You agreed to any punishment I gave, t-this is it."

Well this was...not what you were expecting at all to be quite frank but you did agree to whatever punishment he gave you. So with a defeated sigh you nodded your head. "Very well then. I agree to your terms."

He nodded avoiding eye contact. " Good. Although I do have one last question." He pointed at Eri's arms. "Who in the world is that?"

You looked back to Rui, sighed, then turned back to Kyogai. "It's a long story." 

"Well then explain it to me in detail. Eri! Leave and come back with Mayla and Nagi at once!"

You remained there sitting next to Kyogai defeated as Eri dropped Rui and left immediately. That could've gone worse. You were VERY lucky it wasn't worse than it actually was. However you did have to explain why you had a child with you especially when Rui walked over and tugged on your shoulder.

"I'm still hungry. Feed me more."

After awkwardly explaining him to Kyogai and Eri returning with the two women servants in question, Rui was promptly handed off into Mayla's care until he figured out what to do with him later and both Mayla and Nagi were informed of everything. There was no complaints or objections other than Eri tossing a final look your way as if saying 'Thank you and I'm sorry' before being forced to go along with Mayla who turns out was in charge of most of the servants and extremely hard if need be. Oh. That must be why Eri didn't look so happy before hand. You hoped things wouldn't be as strange as you thought and it was just going to be a bad dream once you woke up the next day...But that hope was dashed when you awoke to an eyeless chestnut haired purple skinned demon woman shaking your shoulder and smiling.

"Rise and shine my lady or you'll be late for breakfast with my Lord."

You groggily blinked at her. ".... Where's Eri?"

"I'm afraid she's busy hand scrubbing the entire bath house today. Mistress Mayla thought it'd be best to start her off with something simple."

That was simple?! If you could you'd be in there helping her but Nagi you learnt was very nice, but also very insistent. You barely had time to grab the book Kyogai lent before you were forced into a plain blue kimono by Nagi and she forced your hair up in some do you insisted she didn't have to. But she insisted on doing so anyways.

"It's my job to care for you. First and foremost is your health and appearance. Come. My Lord awaits."

You were them dragged to Kyogai's study and received a few looks from the other servants. Oh boy. Hopefully that'll die down quickly. Kyogai was as usual working on  more papers, but did glance at you briefly before going back to work. Nagi guideded you to a sitting pillow in the corner and sat down next to you. And...that was it.

Literally.

You just sat in your corner all day silently reading and briefly looking up when Nagi left to bring the both of you food or at Kyogai but he focused on his work. And that was it until he gave her permission to take you back to your room to sleep. And that was literally it. For the next two days that awkward pattern continued until Kyogai finally seemed to want to talk to you again. 

"Y/n?" It was so sudden and unexpected you nearly dropped the book jumping up and blinking at him. He seemed a bit nervous but cleared his throat and nodded at your arms. "How are you liking my-"...He  stopped himself before glancing at Nagi. "I mean the book I found for you?"

"Oh. He must not want anyone to know he writes books. You'd respect his privacy and keep his secret. So you nodded. "Yes. I really like the story about the runaway Queen. I'm on the last few pages actually."

He nodded back. "That's good. I will find you another to read again soon." 

"May I ask something since we're speaking?" He paused a moment but nodded. "Where is Kaigaku? I haven't seen him for a while now."

At this Kyogai smiled confidently. "Hmph. Kaigaku is with Kokushibo for some training. He won't be by here for another three weeks."

Three weeks. 

That could work for you. You only had about two weeks and two days until Enmu's return, which meant you could just leave the necklace in his room and leave before he even got back here. Perfect!

"So...you may stop wearing that necklace of his now."

"Oh. I only wore it to make him happy and so I wouldn't lose it. I'll just keep it with me until then so I don't accidentally misplace it. It's happened to me before." And none of your borrowed kimonos had pockets. You didn't want to risk losing the expensive looking charm so the most logical and safest place to keep it was around your neck.

Kyogai looked annoyed at the necklace but nodded. "I respect that choice but are you sure you really didn't accept it at all?"

"No. I only told him I'd wear it. I never said I accepted his gift really." You huffed rolling your eyes. "Besides I know exactly what he was thinking when he gave it to me."

Kyogai's expression immediately turned to one of shock. "Wait...What?! Did Eri tell you?!"

You nodded. "Oh yes. And no. Eri didn't tell me. She didn't say anything about it but she didn't have to. He made it very clear when he was being oddly nice and insisted I take this so you and Akaza would 'get off his back and mind your own business'. With how he acted, it was like reading a book. But I won't fall for any of his 'charms' not that he has many. He'll just have to take no for an answer."

...Wait. So she knew Kaigaku was proposing with that gesture?! "So...You do know the significance of that gift he gave you?"

"Kyogai, he could try to get on my good side all he wants but there's no way I'm putting up with the nonsense he thinks is going on." There's no way you'd let him think you'd put up with his tricks just to get Akaza to go easy on him. If he thought giving you an expensive gift and being nice would make things go away then he was in for a big surprise later. "Besides I could tell what he was thinking. It was pretty obvious "

Kyogai hummed however reaching a hand up to rub his chin. So Y/n figured it out hu huh? ...Well it WAS pretty obvious what Kaigaku was trying to do with that proposal even if you didn't know all their courting laws. And if you didn't accept...That meant Kaigaku was sadly mistaken. Which made him chuckle and you blinked confused. He still had a good feeling about this, and if you knew about it already-

"Like how obvious you were."

A glass breaking sound with off in his mind. "....Huh?"

You deadpanned rose a brow. "Oh come on now. I know your secret don't I?"

"You do?!" He flung panicked wide eyed. 

"Um...Yes?" Why was this surprising to him? He already knew that you knew he secretly wrote books. Did he forget that he already told you? You held up a hand to his panicked face. "Don't worry. I haven't told anyone how you felt about it, not even Eri knows." As much as Eri enjoys the book, it didn't feel right to share the personal secret with even her. "I respect your feelings concerning it and accept that you wouldn't want anyone else to know about it."

"I ...You.. " SHE KNEW?! LIKE REALLY KNEW HOW HE FELT?! FOR HOW LONG?! WHEN DID SHE REALIZE?! HOW EVEN?! "I....How did you know?!"

BU-BUMP BU-BUMP BU-BUMP-!!!

SHUT UP STUPID HEART!! YOU WEREN'T EVEN SUPPOSED TO BEAT!! SO STOP IT!!

BU-BUMP-

S T O P!!!!

"I mean..You told me?? A few days ago by now. And I noticed how you look sometimes and try to correct yourself sometimes when you say something you didn't mean two. Like just a little while ago."

IMMEDIATELY his hand went to clutch his chest where his bearing heart laid underneath. His face a red as a whirlwind of thoughts blasted through his head. And all he could think was what he said to you just two days ago.

"Well I love you too!"

He felt like ripping his hair from his head! You obviously knew by now and he wasn't sure what to think of it. But she didn't seem...put off by it? "S-So...You accept..." A shaking hand pointed to him as he gulped. "Me?..A-And my feelings towards..." A shaking arm gestured to you. If she said yes then that'd mean that she would be...He would be her...

You nodded. "Yes. And the reasons why you do feel that."

There it was. She accepted. Said yes. That means she was his...fian-

"I need a drink!" He suddenly declared reaching for the large cup of water Nagi brought him earlier. 

You however rose a brow confused. Was he feeling alright? "Um. Alright. But I do have one other question." 

"W-what?" The glass was shakingly brought up to lips.

"...Do you want to tell me why you declared love to me two days ago?"

"PPPFFFT?!" 

The drink he was drinking was promptly spat out all over the small table before there was a dizziness followed by shock...And the large demon only had time to stare at you in shock before falling over and hitting the floor with a loud thud. In a dead faint.

"OH MY GODS KYOGAI!!"

-ELSEWHERE-

The bark of trees felt rough against the palm of grey skin, perfect to blending into shadows and walking along the darkness of the cursed trees that beckoned any unknowing traveler further into their branches. A light step. Another light step. Light enough to not be heard by anyone my dear. A quiet mouse amongst the darkness a contrast to the many others in the surroundings. He moved amongst the shadows which were his best friends. His only allies in this battle of the most deadliest predator to live among them and for once he wasn't at the top of the deadly food chain. 

Dark tree past dark tree. Weaving past darkness and limbs and lungs heavy with air whirled around by the wind. Close. The danger was close. Breath. Sweet air was the need. The fuel for the best outcome. For his eventual clash with the death bringer. The trees couldn't hide that from him. Adrenaline pumping. Viens bunching up as a black tsuka of a katanna was grabbed, burnt to the touch as the rumbling of thunder was fueled by the whirling, taunting, wind in his lungs to make way for an electrical storm that bubbled through his blood vessels and gave the needed power to metal to become the lightning strike that shook the scene before him. All time became irrelevant as with each  mighty push of his body from the allied shadows gave him the momentum for the target gaining closer and closer to his face. Where was it? WHERE WAS IT WHERE WAS IT?! He felt it was close so whe-

SHING!!

A metal against metal sounds. A shine of silver in the dark. A dash of shadow. And a strike of thunder. The thunder struck the moon hard with a might that should be feared certainly. But the moon always shines brighter. A deadly hand struck out and with one blow to his head. The thunder was defeated.

"You have... improved greatly since our last meeting...But you...still rush things too much.."

There was a mumble from the body on the ground followed by a loud groan. Yep. He'd have a headache for the rest of the day now.

"If...you had waited ...ten more seconds... you would have...dealt a great blow to my...shoulder blade... However you seem to be...in better spirits..than before." There was a sound as a moon's blade was put away. "Get up...We shall try again immediately..."

The black cloaked body cursed at himself but pushed himself to his feet as he was ordered. "Yes. Let's try again."

"... Perhaps you..have something on your mind...that distracts you? You seem...oddly calmer...But I doubt...you have learnt patience yet."

"Heh. You could say that I guess." A rare smile that wasn't as smug was smiled.

"The magatama on your wrist...did you perhaps...lose it again?"

"...No. I chose to present it to someone else."

"Explain."

"I'm engaged."

Silence.

"....I see. ...I was not expecting this...Who?"

"It's complicated. I honestly don't believe it myself a few times. ...But it's not important. I'm ready to continue. Let's try again-"

"No...You shall explain...to me..all details at once..it is...a matter that... impacts your... ability to..concentrate. I must know...in order to ..best make it so...you focus..."

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-ELSEWHERE A FEW DAYS LATER-

Cold. It was Always rather cold this far up the mountain. Especially since it was still only February and summer months hadn't yet reached this far up the mountain. The snow was still very much here to stay for a little while longer, but it wasn't too much of a bother to him. Demons were never really affected all that much by the cold anyways unless they needed special conditions to live. But it also never bothered the powerful demon whom this domain belonged to. 

Douma. Upper Moon Two. The human recruiter. Proclaimed demigod.

Or if you asked him rotten no feeling  pervert who was better off dead!! He hated seeing Douma. He hated doing anything with Douma. He hated even the name Douma!! Nothing good could ever come from him or anyone he had in his grasp. But yet here he was, feet crunching through snow and carrying a little boy who had fallen asleep on the way over. The poor little boy was exhausted from the long trip here, as was his mother and the rest of his brothers and sisters. Behind him the poor widow cradled her second youngest with her head down to avoid the many snowflakes piercing their faces with three other small children clinging to her dress im fear of getting lost among the pale snow. Just his luck a small storm would be blowing their way when they finally arrived at their destination. A rather lavish (and rather large-) human settlement a bit farther up the mountain from the others near the colder parts, Upper Moon Two's domain, and most of where the donations came from. Douma's paradise of blood. That Upper Moon would charm anyone into giving them their blood which was why Douma was in charge of managing most of the yearly blood supply. Most of it. NOT all of it. The other half was up to Kokushibo being the human-demon delegate. But he never thought of that part too much. Or at least he tried too, at least Kokushibo arranged it to where he was never given any blood donated by a woman or child. Some might call him weak for demanding such arrangements but he would stand by those forever. He had morals unlike a lot of his colleagues. The human settlement had certainly grown since he'd last been here probably due to the sudden arrival of five hundred humans last year. The large walls and gate greeted them in the wild wind and swirling snowflakes. All he had to do was raise a large hand and pound on the gate's door, it took all of his restraint to not just kick the door in from his hatred of this place,but there was already some shivering humans were making quick work of immediately running to them and opening the heavy sliding door. My, my. There was many, many humans this time. All shivering, teeth clattering, and rubbing their bodies to generate some desperate form of heat while gesturing for them to come inside. Yes come inside to this hellscape of a pretend heaven. He wouldn't even if the humans were greeting a "messenger spirit of their god delivering other spirits to serve him'. He wouldn't. The only way he'd go in there was if the Master commanded him and ONLY if the Master commanded him. Nothing more nothing less. 

"Where's Douma?," He asked one human who rubbed his arms.

"H-He is inside b-b-but we have been expecting y-y-your arrival f-from the spirit realm to bring more other worldly servants from the gods f-f-for our Master. W-Wont you please come in a-a-a-and join us to ce-celebrate your arrival?"

So Douma was still playing that facade of being a demigod instead of the monster he was. Douma was good pretending to be human and 'being able to communicate with spirits like him and Gods' . He used this ploy to get these poor humans to donate blood for the gods, the yearly Blood Ritual he called it. It made him sick to his stomach.

"No." It was a firm and blunt answer, and he would not wait out here any longer than he needed too. Not if Douma could come out any moment. The small boy was removed from his hold and into the arms of his mother once more. "You and I must part ways here. Your family will be taken cared of inside."

This  would be the last time he ever saw this family again as they were ushered away into the awaiting arms of the shivering humans who gladly herded the widow and children away from him. They weren't his responsibility anymore. His master's task had been completed. And he was now to go back to his original duties and be away from here immediately. He did feel terrible for allowing this family to be taken like this but it wasn't something he could fight against-

He froze. And not out of fear for the family or because of the hundreds of snowflakes being flung into his body by the wind like some icey attack from mother nature. It was because of a sudden looming and empty presence behind him. 

"Why Akaza-dono!" A 'happy' voice chirped before cold hands clapped to show his fake happiness. "My, my. You seem stiff from the cold. Perhaps you should join us?~ My cooks have made a delicious bear stew."

Veins bunched up immediately. A fist tightened. And eyes widened in rage. "Don't. Touch. Me ."

"I haven't done such things. Yu seem to be oh so cranky today."

"I only become that way around you." His head turned. "Douma."

He had an impressive stature. Almost two feet taller than himself. Beautiful platinum blonde hair encrusted with a ring of red gave the impression of sick royalty with that stupid hat on top his head. Eyes like a sickly hallucination of colors glistened dully at him. His whole body was sickly beautiful, but it was the equivalent of a beautiful snake ready to strike with it's venom once he tricked you with his superficial beauty and empty charms. He made him sick and yet there was an admittedly impressive power oozing out of him like syrup dripping. Thick, too thick, and sickly sweet. 

"Oh you remember me!" More of  that stupid annoying clapping and sickening smile. "It makes me so happy!"

"I'm leaving. You have what you need." 

"Oh I know, but when I heard you were coming I knew I couldn't just let my best friend leave without saying hi! It'd be so rude on my person."

"I'm. Not. Staying," he repeated firmly.

"Boo. You never want to." He pouted as if he had anything to worry about. "You're so mean to me,  Akaza!"

"Glad you know that." He had other things to worry about. "You reek of disappointment.''

Other things to worry about like his duties and ...The sudden vision of beautiful purple eyes popped into his mind and the softness of skin clinging to him so bravely-

BU-BUMP-

A hand of his immediately shot up to clutch the place over his heart. The red nails embedding themselves into the skin almost harsh enough to draw blood. He...he had someone to return back too. Someone who he...might actually enjoy seeing. Certainly more this maniac.

A loud gasp escaped the taller man next to him. "Akaza-dono was that your heart I heard just now!? So exciting! It sounds so lovely!"

Of course that idiot would hear it. "Fuck. Off. Douma."

BU-BUMP BU-BUMP BU-BUMP

It was hard to deny the feeling. Yes...He needed to get back to her. That good feeling.

"Hmm. This wouldn't have something to do with that human girl who proposed to you would it?~"

The only sounds that could be heard was the wind and the thousands of small splats the snowflakes made against their skin. 

"...How did you know that?"

He gave a smug smile. "I heard those little girls discussing it as my followers escorted them in. It seems they miss the stories she once read them as well. Hmm. A sweet little lotus.~"

"I'm. DONE. Here."

"Wha-"  A blur ran past him "AKAZA-DONO!!" The blue disappeared in a wake of snowflakes. "...Oh foo. He is no mean to me, my best friend. If he had waited a little longer.." A smile appeared as a golden fan splayed in front of his face. "I would've told him I offered Master a place for her to stay here...And that he was very tempted by my offer.~"

-ELSEWHERE-

Hurried footsteps accompanied by sobs and whimpers scuttled about. Home. He was almost home. Just a little more and he'd be safe. He was getting too old for this. It wasn't his fault. It wasn't his fault!! Closer and closer he went until he  did  get there. A giant wooden door to be in fact which creeked open upon pushing it and the warmth from within welcomed him into it's safety. 

"Father." A squeal sounded from the sudden young child's voice he whirled around too. His son..HIS SON!! Oh how joyous and wonderful it was to see a face concerned for him. "You haven't returned for a few days. I was worried about you. I almost left to start searching."

"Good son. Kind son. *Sniff* All of you have been has been so good to me."

"You're our father. I won't let anyone harm you."

"*Sniffle* Wh-Where are your brothers, Zohakuten?"

"Sekido and Urogi are out looking for you, as Karaku and Aizetsu are looking for a lost child from the  Spider Clan named Rui Master has interest in. I chose to stay behind I'm case you returned. It seems I made the correct call. Shall I tell them you are safely home?"

"*Sniff* Yes. Su-Su-Summon me your dear older brothers. I h-have found a gift for one of them?"

"Father?"

"I-I am an old man. It makes me so sad, so sad my sons will never find someone who feels the same way about me they do. But I have. Kind girl. Understanding girl. S-Summon them quickly."

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Days passed since these experiments of his. Usually he'd be honored to watch the Master run blood tests over and over and over again. But after the third day it got a little boring not going to lie.

"Where did you get this sample of blood?"

"As I told you before many times now, Master. The hurt human Kyogai cares for."

"You are certain she was human? You were not such a fool to have accidentally mix up the blood samples?"

"As a person of scientific medical practice I promise you I didn't dare do such a disasterous thing. And she was as human as your own wife is."

"...When are you due to be back?"

"Oh about a week and three days at this point."

"...I have another task for you. You are to go immediately and collect another blood sample to compare to this one. You are to also administer a test. To check for demon in her veins."

"Master?"

"I will find out if Tamayo survived."

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WIP Wednesday!!

Thanks to @adelaidedrubman for tagging me to share some work on this Wednesday!! Here's something I've written on my dear Lilith being created by and for Scratch.

There is still blood under his fingernails, skin too. That's how hard he'd dug them into Navy’s skin. The same bodily fluid covers his entire fingertips, his palms, even his lips. He'd bitten her, after all. Hard.

Did he get pleasure from their encounter? Of course he did. Any act of sadism, especially coupled with sex, was a good time in his book. But Scratch had not just been rough with Navy like that to get his rocks off– no, there's a purpose behind the essence of human that stains him.

It's somewhat ritualistic, and somewhat mundane– two sides of the same coin in the actions that follow. One of Scratch's powers is to manifest darkness, to manipulate it, to mold it. So he had been thinking on an idea for a while.

Creating a companion. A loyal little thing that'd follow his every demand, that'd do anything he asks, from assisting him in his killings to doing what he'd done with Navy, but on his terms. And while he could've done so with Alice, made a copy of her to torment Alan even further, that wasn't what he wanted.

A clone of Navy was just close enough to Alan, just fine. Perfect, in fact.

The flesh and blood on his hands and face seem to evaporate into the air, in swirls of red, smoke-like substance. It smells heavily of iron, and Scratch inhales, sighing with pleasure. Next comes the essence that will bring this thing to life. From his hands emanates a black cloud that mingles with the red one, and the two begin to twist around each other in a small tornado.

The tornado, not unlike what Scratch could create with the Dark Presence, becomes violent– the current picks up, electricity sparks. He smiles his sharp grin at this, watching as his own Frankenstein's monster is formed before him. The tornado takes the shape of a human body, and that body gains insides and bones, then meat, then skin, then hair and eyes and nails and lips and teeth and tongue and–

Abruptly, the tornado calms, and the person falls on their knees at Scratch's feet. They're completely naked, freshly born. Looking up at Scratch, who takes her chin in his fingers, her lips part.

“Scratch,” she says simply, her voice being able to pronounce his name because she, too, is like him.

He looks down at this person, at their face. A perfect copy of Navy, minus the abstract scarred tattoos Scratch had left on her skin, and with black irises in place of Navy’s purple-tinged blue ones. But otherwise, exactly the same.

“That's right, baby,” he says playfully, with grandeur, now tilting her head between two hands. “God, you're beautiful! And all mine.”

Scratch's companion has all the knowledge that he has. So she knows about his plans, his ideas, the things he's done and will do. So she has a question.

“What about Alice?” She asks, a bitterness to her words.

He laughs and runs a hand through her soft, blonde hair. “Whoa now, is that jealousy I'm hearing? Look, Alice is only “my wife” to torment Alan. You and I both know what the endgame for her is, yeah?”

She nods, images of tormenting the aforementioned woman with Scratch flashing through her head. “Yes.”

“Then don't worry!” Scratch explains with a big smile, his almost-too-sharp incisors seeming to glint in the low lights of the hotel room. “If anyone is my actual “wife,” it's you. I put you here to be my companion. Forever. That's like marriage, right?”

The new creation nods. “Forever. Your companion. What will you call me?”

Scratch stands straight up for a moment and taps his chin in thought. What kind of a name could he give her that would go with the nickname of the Devil himself?

Finally, he smiles again. “Lilith.”

They nod and mouth the name, then speak it aloud. “Lilith. I'm Lilith.”

“Yes,” Scratch praises her, taking her chin in his fingers once more. “Now get up. We've got work to do.”

#my ocs #my wips #my writing #lilith scratch

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I saw requests/prompts are open ! I’m gonna shoot my shot. Can I request Madara courting Minato, with jealous Obito? 🫣💕 who is he jealous of? It’s a mystery! Any era would be great, all similar age AU is fine, but I would prefer no genderbend. Something romantic or fluffy, no angst no hurt please 🙏🏻💞

I hope the prompt is inspirational! ☕️ Happy creating

THIS IS SO SILLY I had such fun. This has been such a strong mental image for me since I got this prompt LMAO under the cut cause it got long

Obito dragged his feet, already feeling embarrassed. "Do you really have to come with me?" he asked plaintively. Next to him, the elderly Uchiha clan head shuffled along, cane making a tap tap noise on the pavement. There was a pause and the next tap of the cane against the ground was more of a warning thud. Obito cringed. "Believe me, boy, I don't want to be here. It's your own shameful actions that have led to this. Do you understand?" Uchiha Madara had a voice like a creaking garden gate and a frown like a thundercloud. "No," Obito grumbled. "What did you say, boy?" "I said yeeees grandpa, sheesh."

They bickered all the way to the training grounds. ***

Obito should have known something was going to go wrong. He couldn't just be on time, that'd be stupid. No, something had to go wonky or he wouldn't be Uchiha Obito. He'd beat Rin to the training grounds, but Kakashi was already there, ignoring everyone to play with the jutsu sensei gave him to practice the other day. It already looked so much better than it had to start with. One day Obito was going to lose it and kill him and no one would find the body. "Namikaze." Grandpa said. If Obito had been paying attention, he would have seen certain doom approaching. Maybe if Bakakashi hadn't been DISTRACTING him, he could have stopped it before it started. "Oh! Uchiha-dono, hello, um. I wasn't expecting you." Kakashi looked Obito in the eye and smirked. The next time he flicked his fingers into the forms for the jutsu it was perfect. Obito seethed. "I'm here about the kid. You sent that note home for his guardian but I thought I'd come myself. Glad I did, you're a sight for sore eyes." "Um, thank you? I think? Yes, I need to talk to Obito-kun's guardian. He mentioned a grandmother…?" "Am I not good enough for you, boy? I'm his clan head." "Of course you're good enough for me, I mean, I ah. Let me rephrase. It'd be lovely to speak with you, Uchiha-dono, but I do need to be speaking with his guardian." "So you just don't want to talk to me about work, eh? I see, I see." Madara cackled and Obito whipped his head around, the sound registering. Nothing EVER went well when grandpa Madara laughed. "You…do?" "Let's chat over dinner tonight, Namikaze, what do you say? I won't bring up the brat even once." Grandpa Madara was smiling. Obito's mouth had dropped open in shock and horror. "Sure! That sounds really good, actually. I have a lot to ask you, most about—" "I'll pick you up at 6." Grandpa interrupted sensei, and sensei just nodded.

"I'll see you then. Ah, is it possible to set up a meeting with Obito's grandmother, as well?" ***

"So what do you think, boy? Will Namikaze sensei be your new grandma in a couple of months?" "Grandpa NO!!!"

#answers #madara #minato #obito #ficlet #madara/minato

[girlsrawesome64]

heyy!! I just found your acc and you look pretty cool and i’m lowkey interested in your cod matchup!!

some stuff :

i’m 5”6, I have shoulder length curly brown hair, i’m midsize girlie (thick thighs save lives my friends)

I crochet, I love reading but i’m in a reading slump rn so it’s not it

i’m quite sarcastic when I can be, I do like to think i’m nice?! but I can be a cunt so you know take that as you will.

i’m english! midlands girlie so my accent is shite

and I have a leopard gecko called hercules after the disney film <3

LMAOO of course pookums, thank you so much Everyone here is so nice is2g /pos

I matched you with….

SOAP!!!!!!! SOOOAPPPPP!!!!!!!!!! or gaz but for this purpose SOOOOOOAPPPPP 🧼💧🌊💙

W: all implied/off-screen consent, manhandling(carried), (implied flirting in a) drinking environment, soap drinks a lil implication, dog kill shelter mention/ euthanasia waiting list (the dog was ok they were just on the list before), childhood (late/died happy of old age) doggy conversation, slight domestic intimidation (playful, but jealousy+ is man), in order but vague/gaps

The first time he saw you across the room his stare lingered before his mate patted him out of it. Oh- yeah, right. He was a little nervous, but he thought this would be fun.

And when you talked with others, he'd glance to poke his head over at your social vitality.

Greeted you like he would anyone else on the team. Respectfully, heartily offered a hand out to dap you up with a nod, a smiley glint in his eye.

Thank fuck, someone else with a normal accent. All these Horrible Histories-ass team members. When you got misunderstood once Soap just bumped your shoulder in camaraderie. "Hah! See Ghost, ye eejit. Ye can't even recognize yer own- it's not just me, yer just due hearing aids at yer big age."

Would 'casually' invite you out to hit a pub with a group on downtime in case you weren't invited already.

He'd exhale and shrug his shoulders seeing you across the room, trying to psyche himself up to approach you. Be normal, MacTavish.

You both worked under the Allegiance, your unit a flexible help/home-base support to use for specialist brigades like Task Force 141.

Soap had always kept an eye out when he walked past your worksite. One day, he noticed you working late, swamped with gun repairs that'd fallen hard off cargo transport.

"Wanna bet I can fix that?" He pointed to (for him) an intimidatingly complex mess of parts. "If I win, I can take you out. Or- I can just have your gratitude. Ladies choice." He nodded his chin up as he spoke to pretend he wasn't shitting himself internally.

If you agreed he relievedly sat down next to you, double-taking at some tools he didn't know how to use before just using his hands for the most-part. He studiously re-assembled (?) the parts- with some definite back and forth- with surprising swiftness. Any of your teasing just made him playfully curse back at you and work harder.

He...made..something? It looked like it worked, but definitely not OSHA certified. Would definitely have to take this verdict to the judges.

Makes the highest pitch noise you've heard him make as he leant towards you to look at your phone. Holy shit: lizard. Uh- gecko, right.

"Ah, handsome fucker isnae." He peered with focused breath.

Aye, Hercules? Suits him. Oh-! No fucking way. He put his finger up, urging you to wait as he whips out his phone to focusedly scroll for something, swaying as he stood. Waaait. Waittt..

Here. He leant down close over your shoulder. A picture of a Shetland sheepdog (that glam long-hair orange, white, black short-medium herding dog).

"Ariel." Uh-huh. He leant on his hand now on your seat behind you in-between scrolling to more pictures of her. "Designer adult dog in the shelter 'caus her last owner couldn't hack her. Lively, good eye, biter: perfect. Was on the kill list. I begged me mam for her." He swiped to a picture of kid him beaming, hugging her. "She kept me in shape better than any Sarg. I was gonna call her Shit Nugget or something, but mam wouldn't let me, so I settled for my favourite princess instead." ("Mermaids are fuckin cool.")

Soap rubbed your shoulder. "Ahh, c'mon. I'm sure the little guy'll survive without its mam for a bit."

"Tough seeing them grow up, huh?" He offered, tilting his head playfully before he searched your face, trying to think of something: "-Besides, you got a hercules right here." He joked, making a show of backing up to pat his scarred bicep.

"No? Yer breaking my back, lass.. Hmm.." He decided to stand and tried to cross his eyes to impersonate a gecko, I guess (??). So embarrassing. "Whats the difference. Thas right, indistinguishable."

Uses your shoulders as an arm-rest when standing in public in front of your team, pretending to be oblivious to your protest.

Would absolutely throw you over his shoulder for shits and giggles, or if you got too smart with him. Easy. Would obviously pretend to wobble and cackle, before adjusting your weight over his shoulder again and casually pretending to go about his business (to prove a point of just how much of a non-issue it was for him).

In-between deployments he'd lay back on your cot behind you, leaning on his elbow to try and precisely comb out/untangle any knots while your hair was still damp. He'd faux curse under his breath to himself and sit up, adjusting and getting you to sit 'properly' in front of him so he can do a better job. To attention please; this was a matter of pride /j.

When he comes back from work sore and groaning exasperatedly, he insists on cuddles whilst you're focused on crocheting. He climbs onto your bed situation and lays with a huff hugging your waist.

Remarks and looks over each crotchet project wholly whether it's half done or finished. " Waa!! Look at this wee fucker." -Shows it off to everyone.

"Ah yeh, my girlfriend, she can make all sortsa shit. She's like a lego character from those wee lego games."

Rolls his eyes to himself when he sees you staring at the others, sneaking up on you and leaning down to hug you over your shoulders.

His head lowered next to yours: "What're we looking at?" He'd question faux-softly.

"Uh-huh?" He follows your eyes to Ghost. "No. Be real lassie, thassa grim Christmas."

After he was finally reassured by a sufficient back and forth with a threateningly teasing tone he lets up, lulling his head to the side. "Yeah? Aye, that's what I thought. Atta girl." He kissed you on the cheek and released you.

He'd weaseled his way into your life, and you weren't too mad about it. He was your..weasel?

~divider by v6que (tumbr)

~soap:3 by JimMiIton (pinterest)

#cod #call of duty #cod mw2 #cod matchup #soap cod #soap mactavish #soap x reader #iii HOPE U LIKEEIEE #Keep reading is broken i cant put it before the content ; #64sshit

[nugulover69]

top 5 toku guys?

Oh yeah a chance to be subjective and ramble abt men my favorite thx

1. Gai - Jetman

Peak archetypal Inoue scumbag. He's a creep he's pathetic he's deeply repressed in multiple ways but most importantly he's cool as fuck. Him and Ryu have the most yaoi dynamic that has ever yaoied, every scene between them they were having sex actually ! Spoilers ! his death is also both the most earned and deserved death ever. Earned as in he proved himself to be a force for the greater good after rejecting the responsibility constantly, he died surrounded by ppl who love him and was killed performing a heroic act; deserved bc he was very much a creepy asshole, ESPECIALLY to Kaori. Like I love him but Kaori didn't deserve any of that

(Toshihide Wakamastu also super hot. like having a guy that looks like THAT wear leather gloves all the time should be illegal)

2. Jan - Gekiranger

Best sentai red hands down. His arc of becoming a more focused and less feral hero (his domestication arc if you will) is so well done. Him and Leo have a fantastic rivalry (literally destined to kill each other shit) that is also super yaoi. He could have easily been super annoying but thankfully his irrational behavior comes off more endearing (and understandable literally everything is new and confusing to him) thanks in part due to Hiroki Suzuki's great acting (and great face). he's just a lil kitty cat!!!!

3. Asakura - Kamen Rider Ryuki

He's killed dozens of ppl, he was born in a toilet and ate literal shit for years, he serves cunt while having never bathed in his life, he's the character of all time

I adore how the writers do TWO redemption fakeouts w/ him (didn't actually want to reunite w/ his brother nor cared abt that little girl he was "protecting") to drive the point home that this guy? is a agent of pure violence and chaos. he is basically non-human and cannot be reasoned with. This makes him a great narrative foil for "desperately tries to see the good in everyone" Shinji and a great yaoi foil for "literally my job to keep you in order" Kitaoka

Ryuki was a perfect starter kamen rider/toku show for me solely bc of this dude. my hole made for me <3

4. Taiga - Kamen Rider Ex-Aid

Me darling ice king <333 Seriously Taiga is the best character in ex-aid (aside from Poppy). I love how he mirrors Hiiro; both highly prideful and that pride leads them to do more destructive things in pursuit of what they believe is the greater good but really is more so just abt salvaging their bruised egos. And neither them could save Saki as Kuroto guaranteed her death by spraying her w/ more gamer disease

That and his partnership w/ Nico is so charming; hilarious in how Nico's bullheaded attitude forced Taiga to lighten the fuck up and genuinely heartbreaking when Nico was totally hysterical when Taiga nearly died. In short, he has layers like an onion and the sour taste of one too luv himmmmm

ALSO ALSO THE ONLY GUY WHO WANTED TO KILL KUROTO BUT EMU AND HIIRO WERE LIKE "noooo we can't kill this bio terrorist that'd be wrong :( for some reason" based Taiga always correct

5. Yellow/Gaku - Gaoranger

This pick is entirely subjective. He's not super deep or complex by any means (nothing in Gaoranger is, even for a sentai it's light on everything expect batshit insanity) BUT he is very Gender and Just Like Me fr

I love how his character (battle hardened military grunt) could've easily been a no-fun straight man but he acts more like an eldest brother to the team (rational and strict when it comes to immediately dangerous matters but amicable and goofy when it comes to boosting team morale). That and his lil details like randomly speaking English or being morally against eating birds give him that bit more flavor

Honorable mentions to Kusaka, Sosuke, Kyosuke, Gokai Gai and Tendou bc this post is long enough as is lmao

#ck rambles #i hope you were expecting paragraphs bc i love to talk #if you notice any typos no you don't

[r95irth]

For the salty ask list: 25 and 10 regarding MDZS

Aw thank you for playing the game with me ^^

10 - Most disliked arc and why?

I'm going to anger my beta-reader Nasha...but I really disliked the Yi city arc, for several reasons (mostly stupid ones one stupid and one more legitimate than the other) The more legitimate one...It felt ouf of the story, like different from the rest (which makes sense since it's a story that MTXT wrote in high school and decided to implement last minute), I didn't like that there was no-prexistence for XY, XXC and SZC before. I did like WWX being a teacher in this and it was fun but that's it. I didn't even really vibe with the romantic couple of the arc (sorry XXC/SZC and XY U-U) I do like XY and A-Qing a lot (and Ouyang Zizhen whom shined in this arc) but huh that's it. It doesn't help that it's a moment of the story I was struggling with the power system and didn't understand much of how WW could do this and that (it was the beginning, so I waited for an explanation that never came, used to the way western books do, which is on me).

The stupid reason is that someone put the kids in danger and nailed dead cats for that. Which automatically make them the ultimate villain for me. You kill cat you're irredeemable in my book *runs away*

25 - How would you end MDZS? Would you change the ending ?

Ah, hard question. I really loved MTXT, I wouldn't change much from it? But at the same time I would changes some things.

Maybe make the theme a little more clearer because obviously some readers didn't get it, but there's always people not reading it like the author intend to. You can't fight that. So yeah...

My author side adores the parallel between LXC and JGY and their parents (the same way LWJ and WWX mirror it) adore the first sentence being "Wei Wuxian is dead hurray!!" and you spend the whole book learning that actually, not hurray at all...And the last line "JGY is dead, hurray!!" (when really not hurray). I think though this would have needed to be more highlighted, by giving more time / more development in the extra. With the cultivation world being in trouble because now they have lost their best administrator, and they have NHS who is not a good plotter or a good administrator either and destroyed everything in his revenge path. I would have more Wangxian getting a bit held responsible for some things because I'm sorry they are not acting to righteous by hiding the truth from LXC and going in their honeymoon phase and abandoning everything else. I do love seeing them happy, and I adored the incense burner extra but huh I feel they replaced important story bit we would have needed xD I would have also loved to see the Lan sect and the Nie sect getting a bit exposed for their hypocrisy (especially the Nie sect and they almost demonic cultivation saber)

But on the other hand I also hate the way MDZS ended with that loop. (I know I'm human, I'm complicated TT) I wanted JGY to get away and survive, because I'm tired of the "commoner who rose to the top and ended up being "corrupted" (aka playing their rules) being punished and proving the point of elite that letting them (commoners) in is actually worse than letting the system as it is" I really really hate that. I would rather have him flee and prosper in another place.

OR BETTER, my ideal ending is JGY ascending. like I said on twitter and then Shiome did an awesome fix-it au art like a week later (satiating my urge to write the au) - linking MDZS and TGCF together by having JGY ascend as a god, paving that once again you don't have to be perfect to be a god (im sorry if you hadn't read tgif, know that every gods in there is guilty of something). I would have loved that type of ending because we avoid the trope and JGY ends up being a bit right and doing the middle finger to everyone (look at Shiome's perfect art!!). and make the overall theme even clearer aka, the problem is the society. think that'd be my ultimate perfect ending for MDZS U-U° (and I could write an happy ending for xiyao, since Wangxian got their, they are fine they don't need extra help).

I'm going to be a little weird again, but as much as I love JC, I would to change anything to his story. Not even Chengxian reconciliation. I do love to reconcile them in my fics, but I do like that in the book they just...Are cordial to each other and not angry anymore but not friend/back to what they used to be. I just find it more realistic. People who's been following me for a long time know I'm picky with redemption arc and forgiveness. Not all characters needs to be forgiven/to forgive, I like diversity and some not forgiving. (I like some never forgetting, forgiving, and live their life without being portrayed as resentful) which I feel is a bit the case for JC. (as much as JC can be at least).

#ask #salt ask #mdzs

[posebean]

Hi your fantasy fic I’m. Jshdkshdjssjdbks sane about it yeah (lying)

I’ve seen too many fox fanarts of Rinne with his headband so the entire time to me the little guy was a tiny fox with a headband

The way you wrote the entire fox thing was perfect in my eyes. He,, he’s just a little guy,,, A creature,,, who could probably kill a man but also just wants head scritchies

Also this part:

“Stay quiet, can’t you see that I am furious at you? Oooh I could punch your stupid pretty face right now-”

“Aww, Niki thinks my face is pretty-”

“Shut up!”

Felt canon to me. Like this would happen in the in game story line—

Sorry for the entire dump jshsjdhaj thank you for your work o7

THANK U FOR READING !! o7

pff yeahh i get the headband thing i tried to figure out a way to fit that in but then that'd kinda take away from niki thinking yeah this guy is just a fox / yeah this guy is just a MAGIC fox . but maybe he wouldnt realize. he doesnt really take notice of many things, haha

rinne IS just a little guy! little creachur. definitely could kill multiple men. id say in the magic skill level he'd be higher than kohaku, probanly at the level of some of the acting grand mages (idk im just saying whatever because i never really did establish what the politics were like but i guess its kind of like. magic skill? so yeah rinne def has potential to be one of the higher people in society but well his family is special and idk if ill ever get to that or itll just be revealed in a au dump post gsgisg) at the hands of niki's ear scratching, though, this great big powerful guy just melts into a pile of fur

theyre so silly and after that whole reveal niki is soo mad but so.. enamored by this man that has been living with him without his knowledge for a year . i also loved writing an angry niki , angry but not angry enough to be completely angry BDVKDVKV

#sanaimissyou #bean talk #rinniki #fantasyau

[ificouldhelpyouforget]

Hi! I just dropped to say thank you on the comment you left on that fic writer complaining about having "old people" reading their fics. I'm 35 and it's already difficult to be an active fan within kpop because everyone thinks you're old, and now to tell me I could be Felix's mother (not even close) so I shouldn't read smut about him it's just so... Invalidating. He's an adult, he's in his 20's, I've seen people date with bigger age gaps (usually the man being older), and reading is just a fantasy??? It's a lot, for someone to tell me who and what I can and can't like? Awful. Sorry I end up venting, but I really wanted you to know I appreciate the comment because you really explained the point there perfectly.

I hope you had a great start of the year ❤️

Hello and happy new year! I first want to say thank you this message whoever you are anon. It encourages me to know that others feel the same as me. I'm sure even as anon, it wasn't easy to send this message especially when the fic writer is active on here (although blocked by me). And you're welcome. I was so bothered by it that I couldn't let it go without saying something. Ageism has never been an issue in fanfiction when I was growing up and I sure as hell am not going to let it happen now.

I'm gonna put a read more after this and dive into your message that I hope you see. 💜

I've been discussing this issue with fellow fanfic writers and readers and we're all on the same page thinking this situation is silly. One, although it is real person fiction, the Felix in the story is a character. He is not the exact embodiment of Felix of SKZ. The reaction of said fic writer gives the impression that they believe the Felix in their story is a perfect and exact replica of him. Which is impossible considering none of us know h personally or that intimately.

Two, he is 22 fucking (pardon) years old. He is a legal adult. I type up marriages at my work and I've seen people with 30+ age gaps get married. And shockingly, married couples often have sex. It might be odd for most of us, but it's not wrong.

Three (this topic really gets me ranting), if there is an issue with Felix being sexualized by an older reader (who really isn't that old), there should be an issue with him being sexualized in the first place. He can see anything written about him. It's on a public forum. The funny thing about public forums is anyone can read anything. Minors, adults, anyone.

Four, will the fic writer take down their fics once they hit 35+? The Felix in their story is his current age of 22, yes? So, that would make them too old to read that fic if they plan to live by that rule. Also, when they get older, will they decide to read smut between people their age? Or is it not sexier to read about younger adults getting in on when you still remember what that part of life was like? Being that it's fiction, it's not creepy or perverted to read it. Even in real person fiction because it's as you said: fantasy.

I want you to know that it is valid for you to feel that way about someone saying a certain age can't read smut about a 22 year old despite it being fiction and fantasy. Most people our age can define the line between reality and fiction. We know that Felix in a smut fic (or any fic) is not Felix irl.

To the reader who was condemned for reading that Felix smut, I'm sorry if the situation has made you feel shunned from a hobby you've probably held for a long time as a way to escape. Fanfiction has always been an open community since even before I started reading it and there's been an unfortunate shift that is killing off readership and I hate that it's happening. I'm sure you understand that the Felix in fics is a character and not the real person (boy that'd be pretty awkward 😅). It's not your fault that a writer can't see that it's just fantasy that you were enjoying. If you haven't blocked them, I would encourage it. They don't want you to read their stuff anyway so 🤷🏻‍♀️.

To all older readers/writers 35+, know that my blog is a safe space for you. You can share your rants and sadness and any other emotions you have about this strange trend in fanfiction. Reading smut about real people who are younger than you is not wrong. They are merely characters who share some characteristics and a name.

Sorry I turned your message into a ranting platform, but I've been so bothered by this issue because it shouldn't even be an issue. If you haven't blocked the fic writer, I encourage that you do because you're right in that age range of people they don't want reading their stuff. They won't miss your readership. I honestly blocked them as soon as they responded to me because it wasn't worth the battle and they clearly don't want my readership either. The beauty of Tumblr is how easy it is to block blogs to eliminate toxicity. ☺️ Thank you again for the message and I hope you find future fics with writers who don't mind older readers reading their smut. 💜 And you also have a safe place here on my blog.

#stray kids #skz #felix #lee felix #fanfiction #drama #ageism in fanfiction #we dont support ageism #smut #kpop #kpop ageism #stop ageism #this situation has been ridiculous from the start #dont gatekeep fanfiction #felix smut #stray kids smut #this goes for all kpop

[nanlanmoarchived]

that's bullshit and you know it.

She'd received a letter from her mother. Four pages of shame, and guilt tripping, and victim blaming all neatly written in her mother's perfect handwriting. Apparently Ellen Hamby had decided that she didn't like having her husband in prison anymore and only now had grown a backbone enough to lay into her daughters for it. Fortunately Jessica had gotten home before Eden. Thank God for science club. She'd had enough time after reading her letter to bury both envelopes into her desk and then she just. . .stopped.

Buried in her blankets, Jessica avoided phone calls, school, and even work for two days before Eddie appeared in her doorway. Apparently whatever Duncan had told him as reason for her silence had done little to assuage Eddie's worries. "I'm fine." "That's bullshit and you know it."

Of course he called her out. Her lie wasn't even good. Her eyes were framed by dark circles that were still puffy from the tears that'd come some time earlier in the morning. Her hair was a mess and she was still wearing the t-shirt she'd worn to school on Monday. She was the picture of mental wellbeing. "Fine." Her voice was little more than a croak as she unwound herself from her cocoon and crossed to the drawer to retrieve the letter that'd sent her spiraling. "Careful, I've got the Devil in me." She sighed, hand shaking a little as she handed the letter to Eddie.

That line had done so many circles through her mind it was practically a vulture, eagerly picking at the carcass of her confidence. It was You were always testing your father and It's a man's job to ensure his children are obedient that'd killed it. As if her want to protect her sister from their alcoholic father had been some sort of sin she'd committed. As if she were the problem and not him.

The redhead returned back to the safety of her blankets. It wasn't as if Eddie didn't know that her childhood wasn't exactly rosy. You didn't end up living with an extended relative if your parents were a part of the PTA, as Eddie well knew. But she was good at skating over the finer details. Most of the time she didn't even mention her momma for the simple fact that in the time since leaving Shreveport, Jessica had settled on the idea that her momma just didn't know how to protect her and Eden. Surely she couldn't have been okay with what was going on, but what could she do? The venom laced in the every word of that letter proved otherwise and Jessica felt coated in it. How was she supposed to let someone as pure and as good as Eddie touch her when that was what covered her skin? "I'm sorry I didn't call." Her voice was small, eyes tired as they traced the pattern on the rug in front of his feet. "I couldn't explain without riskin' Duncan or Eden overhearin' and I don't want her to know that that's what our momma is sayin' about us now." // @edhellfire

#edhellfire #v; go on just walk away #otp; i can tell that we are gonna be friends { eddie } #// well that got long lmao #abuse cw #alcoholism mention