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bluecollarmcandtf · 4 months

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Dads, Dads, and more Dads

I did something I shouldn't have! My buds all bailed on our night out, so I hit the bar and got hammered by myself. Somehow, I ended up blackout drunk in a fortune teller's shop. I remember crying about how much I wanted a fatherly figure in my life. She did this weird ritual to make me feel better. I thought it was a joke at the time, but I know now it wasn't...

"Buddy, get out of bed! Breakfast is ready!"

A pang of guilt empties my stomach. For a moment, I stare at the ceiling with absolutely no urge to eat. It's been two days since that fortune teller put a curse on me, and I have no idea how to live with myself. I obviously can't pretend her little ritual wasn't real anymore.

"Hey, Josh," I nervously answer, stepping into the kitchen to look at my roommate.

"Can't sleep all day, buddy. Eat up!" Josh gives me an endearing smile that sends shivers down my spine.

A few days ago, Josh was a lazy, rude asshole who was only good for paying his part of the rent. We were chill enough roommates, but he only ever talked to me when he wanted a second opinion on girls he saw at the gym. The guy was easily the biggest douchebag in our friend group, always showing off and making someone else the butt of his joke.

Looking at him now, I'd laugh! If only I didn't feel so guilty for his personality's erasure.

"Look at the time! I better get moving. That yard won't maintain itself!" Josh flashes the brand new watch on his wrist. The thing is clunky and old: the kind of wristwatch you'd expect a dad to wear.

"You know we're only renting this place for the semester, right?" I search his expression for any trace of the slimy old Josh, "The landlord is supposed to take care of the yard!"

Josh just chuckles and mutters something about wanting to impress the neighbors. He even has the audacity to reach out and tussle my hair. My face gets hot as a guy, only a month older than myself, treats me like a child.

That curse really screwed up his brain. When Josh found me the morning after, something just broke in him. He immediately jumped to my side and promised to help me nurse my hangover, and it didn't stop there. After he tucked me in for a nap, he drove straight to the mall, buying a whole new wardrobe of cargo shorts and polos. I thought he was just hitting the gym like usual, so when he came back dressed up like the suburban father he hates, I barely even recognized him.

"Have a good day, buddy!"

Josh ignores my protests and plants a big smooch on the back of my head before marching out of the kitchen. It was bad enough my roommate was calling me buddy! Does he really have to kiss me like that too? It makes me uncomfortable to see my scummiest friend infused with such insane paternal instincts, but this is kind of what I asked for. Right?

I slam the back door shut and look at my rusty old bike. Today is already getting on my nerves and I'm not in the mood to peddle all the way to class. Maybe, that guy next door hasn't left for work yet...

"Oh, hey there, Kiddo!"

The deep voice of my neighbor makes me relax a little. I see all six and a half feet of him climb out of the car and stare at me with the same look Josh had on earlier. He's a father of four, but ever since my night out, he looks at me like I'm him his only real son.

"Hey, Mr. Jones," I mumble back.

"Glad I caught you, Kiddo. I was just about to pull out of the driveway," he explains, placing a reassuring hand on my shoulder, "You want a me to drive you to class today?"

I push aside my feelings of guilt and manage a smile, "That'd be great."

Mr. Jones beams back brilliantly. He claps me on the back, which knocks me a bit off balance. Before I know it, he's guiding me into his passenger seat and asking me to hold his briefcase.

"Just let me text work to let them know I'm coming in later than normal," he adds while texting on his flip phone, "How are classes going, kiddo?"

I shrug off the question with a one-word answer. Now that everyone's forced to act like my dad, I get asked about my classes like twenty times a day. My thoughts drift, but Mr. Jones keeps up the conversation, lecturing me about good grades or something. I don't know how a guy who barely knows me can have so many opinions about my academics!

"You know what!" I cut him off just before he starts reminiscing on his own college years, "Just drop me off at this cafe."

Worry lines form on his forehead, "Are you sure you don't want me to drive you the whole way?

"No. Just give me some cash."

Mr. Jones gives me a look of disappointment before shimmying his wallet out of his khakis. He counts off forty dollars and hands it over.

"Can I have a little more?" I press quietly.

Look, I know it's wrong to abuse this bizarre new dynamic between us, but I'm a poor college kid! If he doesn't want to give me his money, he can just say no. It's not like I'm holding a gun to his head!

"Sure thing, kiddo," he gives me a dry smile and pulls out a couple more twenties, "Don't spend it all in one place!"

"Ok, bye," I awkwardly announce and hop out.

"Wait!" his husky baritone calls from the car window, "You want a ride home after class?"

"Nope! Just go back to your own life," I yell stiffly. Even though I don't turn to watch him drive off, I hear his car pull away. It's just a car, but it somehow sounds disappointed in me too. I try to swallow the growing lump in my throat and step into the cafe for some much needed coffee...

"Morning, young man. What can I get you?"

The lump in my throat seems to get bigger when I see the waiter. He's a lot hotter of a man than I expected to find in this little cafe.

Already, the way he looks at me is shifting. That curse is transforming whatever thoughts he'd just had in his head. He's feeling more and more protective and responsible for me with every second he looks at me. At this point, I've grown accustomed to the mysterious effect I have on older guys. It's only been a few days, but I've seen so many random dudes go through this psychological transition. It's like they're discovering a new purpose in life: me.

"Uh yeah, I guess a cappuccino would be nice," I mutter with a dry mouth.

"You got it, young man!" he gives me a friendly wink, "Anything else I can get you?"

I know I shouldn't push my luck, but I can't help myself with this guy, "A hug would be nice! I've been feeling a bit isolated lately..."

The waiter instantly puts his pen and paper down and holds out his arms. His welcoming smile is gone, and a look of genuine concern waits for me, "Come here."

I practically leap into his arms, and he eagerly accepts me, pulling me into his chest like it's where I belong. It feels amazing to be held by this man, even if I don't know him at all. I could stay here all day if he'd let me.

"Seems like you're enjoying the hug," the waiter eventually chuckles into my ear.

For a second, I'm confused, but then I realize I'm fully erect and the waiter can definitely feel it poking into his waist.

"Sorry!" I jump back, searching for any other witnesses.

"Hey, don't be!" he assures me, "It's a completely normal part of life, ok?"

"You're not mad?" my voice comes out more timid than I expected, but I can't help myself. I just accidentally boned up someone who was trying to be nice. What makes it worse, is that he's probably only trying to be nice because of my ridiculous curse.

"Of course not," he affirms, "I can help you take care of it, if that's ok, young man?"

"What do you mean?" My face burns red hot.

"Oh, let me show you," he grabs me by the hand and leads me away from the table, "There's no need to be ashamed of any part of your body! In fact, this part can be a lot of fun."

I'm left speechless as the waiter gives me another fatherly wink, but I can't linger on what he's said. I'm being pulled into the men's restroom. I hear the click of the door locking behind us as he pulls me in front of the mirror, sliding up behind me. I can feel his chest on my back and his thighs against my ass.

If I was hard before, I'm practically bursting now!

"It's time you had the talk, young man," he calmly speaks in my ear like this is a completely normal thing for a waiter to do.

He starts droning on about men, women, sex, and where babies come from, but I'm not listening. I obviously know what sex is, and I think I'm having it right now. His hands slip under my arms and wrap around my waist to unzip my pants. My rock-hard cock bursts out of my jeans the second they're open, and a moan of surprised ecstasy fumbles over my lips just when the waiter gets to his point on male anatomy.

Does the waiter really believe a dad should do this for their sons?

He starts talking me through how to jack off. He must think I've never masturbated before, and I'm sure as hell not telling him that I have! Hearing him narrate every wrist movement, every ball tug, every nipple pinch is just too much fun! Before long, the waiter has me violently shooting on our reflections in the mirror.

"And there you go," he pats me on the back while I stand there stunned. The waiter steps back and looks at me like he's proud of the great life lesson he'd just taught me, "Now you know how to get rid of those boners of yours. Let me go get your coffee started."

I stand in the bathroom, collecting myself, as the waiter finally tends to my coffee order. This dad-curse the fortune teller gave me might be more fun than I originally thought. If I can get one daddy to randomly jack me off, then who knows what else I can do! Rushing out of the bathroom, I already have so many ideas flooding through my head...

"Excuse me, sir!"

"Sorry!" I shout.

In my excitement, I almost crash into the cafe's porter. A little less graceful, and I would have sent every single dish crashing to the floor. Glancing at the face of my would-be victim, I almost moan when I see get a good look at him. I can tell his head is already filling up with the same artificial need to be my father.

"No damage done," he assures me, lingering back to stare at me like I'm some lost puppy.

"Don't you...um...have to bus some tables or something," I breath nervously.

"Oh yeah," he frowns, "Sorry to get in your way."

He shakes his head like he's trying to lose the strange new thoughts in his brain. I stand there frozen like a deer in headlights as he walks away. He glances back at me before turning his attention to a cluttered table.

"Wait!" I yell, "Come back!"

The busboy drops the tub of dirty dishes and rushes back over like his life depends on it. The sight of this worried hunk running back to me makes me hard all over again.

I grab him and pull him into a hug, but his arms quickly take over and support me. Once again, my boner is rock hard and poking into the body of some random guy I just met!

"You have a car?" I ask.

"Yeah."

"You want to drive me around?"

"Of course!" he yanks off his apron and puts a hand on my back.

The waiter comes back around and hands me my coffee, looking at his coworker in utter confusion.

"Cover his shift," I demand, "He's driving me to school."

The waiter nods with an open mouth. He does look completely confused, but there's also a hint of jealousy in his stare. I think he's mad the busser gets to chauffeur me around: poor guy.

The porter doesn't seem bothered to be walking out of his job. He's busy smiling at me like I'm his whole world. I slide into his humble car and tell him where my class is. Before long, he's pulling out of the parking lot and driving me to school. I use our time to get to know him. I'm honestly not all that interested in learning about his life, but I do enjoy watching him talk. It doesn't take a while for us to get to campus, but before I get out I grab his hand and put on my best puppy dog eyes.

"I don't know when you get off work, but I'd love it if you came by my apartment. My roommate is trying to clean it up, but he could really use the help of someone more experienced."

"I love housework!" he just answers, "I'll be there!"

I snicker and slam the car door shut. I might be an hour late, but I'm finally here for class. It's time to give my professor a visit...

"Yeah, I can unbutton my shirt!"

My professor fell under my spell just as fast as the others. He had a look of anger when I walked in; probably from me skipping his class, but that expression quickly warped as he looked at me. Within seconds he was rounding his desk to give me a big old hug. Apparently, he "forgave" me for being so late.

"You like what you see?" he asks, gesturing to his hairy chest, "Trying to check out your old man?"

"You're my old man?" I ask, kind of surprised by the goofy smile on his face.

"Well, no," he bumbles, "But I am a strong male influence in your life! I'm like your dad!"

I nod my head like he's just made a really good point, "Oh. Then you probably want to treat me like your son. Right?"

"Yeah!" he holds his arms out to animate his enthusiasm.

Professor Reid has a reputation for being stiff and demanding in the classroom, so his new personality completely contradicts his true character. The man I know would never smile at a student, let alone bare his chest to them.

"So, I'm off the hook for missing today's class right?"

"Well," he pauses, "Sure."

"Can I skip the rest of the semester?"

"What, no. I want you to have a good education, my boy!"

I creep up to him and place my hands on his hairy torso, feeling the fur and the weight of his body. Professor Reid sure has a lot to hide under all those dress shirts he always wears.

"I'm just so lucky to have a daddy like you," I purr, "A daddy who's willing to do everything he can for me."

My professor grabs my arm and stares into my eyes. With a serious tone, "I am willing to do everything for you, my boy."

"Alright," I smile, "You should give me private lessons then..."

"What a great idea," he's back to grinning like an idiot.

"...and you should always do it in your underwear!"

"I can do that. From now on, I'll be stripped and ready before you come in!" He smiles at me like this is the best decision he's ever made in his life.

"Alright, now pull the rest of your clothes off," I command, "I want to see what the rest of my daddy looks like."

Mr. Reid doesn't hesitate to start stripping in front of his favorite student. I could probably get this guy to do anything now. I can already imagine our private lessons; me lounging in his leather armchair and him on his knees with his mouth full. Maybe that curse isn't a curse at all. Maybe it's actually a gift...

"Hey, buddy! How was class today?"

Josh looks tired from a long day of yardwork, but he still seems excited for me to come home. The lawn looks immaculate compared to our neighbors', and I have my roommate to thank for that.

"The grass looks great, dad."

"Dad! Woah!" Josh yells ecstatically, "Buddy, I can't tell you how much it means to hear you say that."

Josh sweeps me up in his arms. Apparently, it doesn't bother him to be the father figure of a guy only a few months younger than himself. It doesn't bother me anymore either. I kind of like that he smells like aftershave and bacon now instead of weed and sweat.

"Let's go inside, buddy. I'll cook something up for dinner," Josh says with a hand on my back. I'm already growing so accustomed to being guided around everywhere.

"Actually, I invited a guy to come over," I admit, "He can cook. You should relax. You got a lot of work done today, dad."

"I did, didn't I?" he smiles proudly, "Let me grab a beer, then. We can watch TV."

"Actually, I thought there might be something else you'd enjoy."

"You know me so well, buddy. What are you thinking?"

"You could bend over the couch..."

Josh cringes and shakes his head. Once again, it's like he's fighting the foreign thoughts entering his head.

"...I know how much you like to make me happy, and I really want to pound ass right now."

For a second, a look of horror flashes over his face, but it's gone in an instant. A bright fatherly smile spreads between his cheeks.

"That sounds perfect, buddy. Enjoy yourself."

Josh doesn't look away as he unbuttons his cargo shorts, smiling at me with love and devotion the entire time. He seems completely relaxed as he bends over the couch, and he only seems to become more comfortable as he spreads his cheeks apart.

Once again, I'm rock hard as I stare at one of my dads. This curse might have made me feel guilty before, but Josh said it himself.

I think I will enjoy myself.

Thanks for the ASK, Vebrendos

#hypno story #gay mind control #gay hypnosis #hypnotized #gay ai art #gay dad and son

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rad-ventspace · 9 months

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okay but this mila kunis/ashton kutcher bullshit is a great point towards something we should all be paying attention to... someone saying they're a feminist is not enough.

liberal feminism has created this culture where the worst, scummiest people can adopt woke language and use it to hide behind.

a man can accuse you of being exclusive and discriminatory for not wanting to fuck him.

the meanest mean girl can call being a good person "emotional labour" and claim that she just doesn't have the "spoons" to be kind to others.

an abuser can use every bdsm buzzword in the book to avoid admitting that the only thing that gets him off is the pain and humiliation of his partners.

mila kunis and ashton kutcher have spent years saying the right things, at the right times. they've declared themselves feminists. they've supported whatever rainbow capitalism hollywood liberal bullshit was trending.

...

and they still wrote those letters supporting their rapist friend.

it doesn't matter what your fave celebrities say they support.

are they putting their money where their mouth is? are they going out on a limb to support victims of the industry, even when the perpetrators are hollywood legends? are they cancelling women who won't stay quiet? are they still working with abusers?

words don't mean shit anymore. actions are what matter.

#feminism #mila kunis #ashton kutcher #danny masterson #radical feminism #op is a terf

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sapphire-weapon · 10 months

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No, hold on, I'm actually mad about this now (again).

Like, I just want everyone to stop and think about how completely nonsensical this version of Leon that's being pushed actually is.

So, he's a blonde second-generation Italian guy (despite the fact that him being so aggressively American is a running gag in OG RE4) named Scott Kennedy (because that's not ridiculous on its face already. Also he spends literally every single moment of his adult life outside of RE4 making sure that his roots never show because ??) who is the most naive motherfucker on the planet going into RE2 despite the fact that he grew up in a mafia family. Said mafia family, by the way, was murdered by a rival gang, and the only memento Leon has of his late father is a Zippo lighter that he then, later, as an adult, got the RPD logo engraved on. Because fuck sentimental value, actually, I guess.

He hits on every pretty woman who crosses his path, except it's just a joke and for funsies and he doesn't actually sleep with any of them or even want to, and when he tells Shen May he wants to take her out and doesn't care that she has a boyfriend, that's completely innocent and in no way reflects badly on him as a complete and total scumbag. His arrested development at age 21 and his brain being frozen permanently in 1998 paired with his extreme loneliness caused by forced isolation are just accessories for window dressing, actually, and have absolutely no bearing on his personality because he's just a clueless well-meaning introvert at heart who accidentally stumbles on the scummiest shit to say to women sometimes, but it's ok because he's doing his best.

Also, despite being an obnoxious do-gooder and perfect student, he was late to his first day of work at the RPD because he irresponsibly got drunk over being dumped by a girl that is never mentioned or even alluded to at any point during his character arc.

But he's definitely not a slut.

Not only that, but he's said to be one of the smartest people in the cast ("practically a genius," Ada calls him in a report) and yet he hero worships and unconditionally trusts and respects the man who kidnapped him off the streets outside of Raccoon City and held a gun to his surrogate daughter's head and ruined both of their lives.

All of this makes sense. This is definitely 100% the true intended interpretation of Leon S. Kennedy and is in no way a bunch of bullshit slapped together with no evidence for it in canon.

This absolutely makes way more sense than the interpretation of:

Leon has no canonical backstory but is so aggressively American that it's a running gag in OG RE4 (he's literally called "The American pig" at one point), so chances are he had a really mundane upbringing by parents who are part of families that have been in this country for several generations past already. He was an honor roll student who got top marks in police academy and specifically chose to apply to and join a police force in a city that had a gruesome serial killer investigation on-going because he has something to prove.

(Also, he's only blonde in one singular title out of the ten that he's appeared in because his natural hair color is, in fact, actually brown.)

In his stubbornness, he pushes Claire away because he's still trying to prove something to everyone and also himself by insisting that he'll be fine taking care of Sherry on his own. This hubris born from insecurity bites him in the ass when he gets snatched off the street by faceless CIA goons and forced into being trained to and actually performing the government's dirty work.

His captivity, forced isolation, and personal failures in and just after Raccoon City have dealt a massive blow to his sense of self-worth and his self-image, creating a desperately lonely man who has the maturity of a 21 year old well into his late 20s and 30s. This causes him to pursue superficial, physical relationships with women, because he fears being vulnerable enough to actually open up to anyone emotionally. Unfortunately, all of these little details culminate in some self-sabotaging and scumbag behavior, up to and including being an outright homewrecker, unconcerned with whether a woman he's trying to fuck has a boyfriend or is married or whatever -- as evidenced by his interaction with Shen May.

His self-isolation and depression get even worse later in life when an outbreak occurs in Tall Oaks, and he's forced to shoot and kill one of the only people who's ever cared about him -- a military officer turned president whose goals and values align with Leon's own, and who genuinely values his company and expertise and takes his (Leon's) emotions and trauma seriously. Adam Benford can't undo the damage that was done by Leon's capture and forced servitude, because he can't go back in time and he wasn't even there when it happened, but he did give Leon hope for a brighter future.

^^^^^ THIS??? ^^^^^ is using information that is strictly found in the games and CGI movies -- and does not conveniently omit any other details about him (other than the whole Ada thing, but like -- that's irrelevant to the point I'm trying to make). It is the whole picture of Leon as the games paint him and nothing else. THIS is what the intended canon for him is.

NONE OF THAT OTHER BULLSHIT is in the games, because none of that other bullshit makes sense -- which should be really fucking evident to anyone paying attention, especially now that it's been written out in full.

#resident evil #leon kennedy #I'M PRETTY HIGH SO I'M SORRY FOR ANY GRAMMAR ISSUES AND IF SOME SENTENCES ARE MISSING WORDS #but u all know what i mean #i know u know #ok good talk #good talk RE fandom #i'm glad we could have this time together

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belphegorspillow · 1 year

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Soul Bound [Obey Me x GN!Mc] [Soulmate AU]

Chapter 3: Orange Tattoo

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Mc’s eyes went straight over to the new person’s hand, the orange marking of a snake with a controller would permanently stay there on his hand, Mc was glad that the orange tattoo was hidden by their clothing.

“I vote you to die Mammon.” The new male entered the room, hissing towards his brother. “Gah...Levi...” Mammon’s eyes widened a bit as he looked at him before looking over at MC. “Uhm listen human. This here is Leviathan, the Avatar of Envy. He’s the third oldest of us brothers. Since he’s name is sorta hard to say, ya can just call him Levi. Let’s move on to ya room-” He got cut off by Levi

“Give me my money, Mammon...Then go crawl in a hole and die.” Mammon tensed up a bit and looked at his brother before smiling nervously. “Come on, I told ya I’d get it to you! I just need a little more time.... And You still want me to die even if I give it back? That’s real harsh, Levi!”

“A little more time? How much more?” Levi asked again and stared at Mammon. “A little more! Means a little more time okay!” Levi growled a bit. “You’ve been saying that for the last 200 years Mammon.” Mammon shook his head. “260 years! Get it right Levi!” “Unbelievable.” Levi huffed. “Seriously Mammon, you’re a-”

“Scum? Is that what you’re gonna say?” The back and forth batter continued between the siblings as Mc was silently watching. They glanced at their small bag that contained a few of their items and took out their D.D.D, starting to type on it again to try and add into the conversation. “Hey Human! Remember my advice? Either run or die. Well one of us is gonna die. And it aint gonna be me!” Mammon ran off, leaving MC and Levi alone.

“Wha- Dammit Mammon...That ass... he ran off...!” Levi huffed before focusing his attention towards MC. “Do you realize what just happened? Mammon used you as a distraction to get away from me. Or maybe I sould say he used you as a sacrifice.... I’ll admit that Mammon is one of the scummiest scumbags you’ll ever meet...A total low life....but still, it was dumb of you to let him use you like that.”

“This is EXACTLY why humans are-” Levi soon stopped himself from continuing and hummed. “Wait a second...Humans...yes... I got an idea. Are you free right now? Of course you are! You got to be! Even if you aren’t, Either way, you’re coming with me.” Levi grabbed onto Mc’s arm and started to pull them into the direction of his room.

A ping came from Mc’s D.D.D and they looked to see Mammon’s messages

Mammon

Heya, I suddenly remembered I have some business I gotta take care of. So if ya need something, just ask Levi. *Sticker*

Just don’t go running and telling Lucifer about this. *Sticker*

MC *Sticker*

Mammon *Sticker*

Levi dragged MC inside and locked the door after checking to see if anyone saw them. He turned to look at Mc, who seemed to be admiring his room a bit. “Hey normie!”

Mc looked over at Levi and tilted their head, pointing at themself. “Yeah! You.” Mc looked back at the books, seeing large thick books with “Tales of the Seven Lords” written on the spine of the book.

“What is it human? What are you looking at?” Mc pointed at the books. Levi took a moment before a small smile appeared on his face. “Wait...that looks like. The tales of the Seven Lords. Are you a fan of that too?”

Mc knew of the series, their [use-to-be] best friend would always chatter about how they loved the Lord of Fools. Mc took out their D.D.D, typing away.

“Are you searching-” The D.D.D was soon showed to him. ‘I know of it, my old best friend was obsessing over. I know what it’s about. I watched all the movies’

“Then what’s the first lord’s name?” Levi grabbed the D.D.D. “Just mouth out, you could be searching it up if I let you type.” Mc was silent, trying to remember the important points of the story

‘Was it the Lord of Emptiness?” “Wrong!” Levi said after reading what Mc was mouthing to him. “That’s the seventh lord! Since you don’t know anything. I’ll tell you about it.” Levi started a rant about the tales of the seven lords, the important plot points, each of the lords and Henry. It was like Mc had rewatched the movies... before he started to ramble about his jealousy on humans.

He soon stopped his rant, realising he was getting off topic. “Alright, I didn’t bring you here to tell you about TSL. I don’t think there is any harm in just coming out and saying what you already know is true: Mammon is a complete and utter scumbag. It’s very important you understand this. So I’ll say it one more time. Mammon is a hopeless worthless scumbag. I leant him money and now I want him to pay me back. but being the scumbag that he is, he won’t do it. I wish I could force him to, but despite what a rotten waste of space he is, Mammon’s still the second oldest. As the third oldest, no matter how hard I try, I don’t stand a chance against him...”

He explained how Mammon had gotten a figurine he wanted, yet it was left on the floor in Mammon’s room with the dirt, and how he got traumatized by Mammon sleeping naked.

“You’ve seen how fast Mammon is, No one aside from Lucifer or Beel has that kind of speed.. But if,say, a human made a pact with Mammon and bound him to their service.” A wicked grin appeared on Levi’s face. “then he’d have to do whatever that human told him to. Which means that if you make a pact with mammon and then order him to give me back my money... he wouldn’t have any choice but to do it.”

‘A Pact?’ Mc showed the phone screen to Levi for him to read. “A pact with a demon? Haven’t you seen it in movies. A demon lends his strength to a human to make their wish come true in exchange for their soul.” Mc shook their head, they didn’t want to give up their soul.

“You don’t have to give your soul necessary. It depends on what’s in the pact. But, well, you need to give something to the demon to make it worth the exchange. So it’s pretty much inevitable. If you don’t want to give up your soul, then I’ll tell you how to negotiate with Mammon. It will be useful for you to have him as your servant, despite how awful he is, he is still a powerful demon. But I bet you feel worried, being dragged down here to the Devildom and all. So it won’t be a bad deal for you either. Don’t you agree”

Mc looks at him and nods their head, it was atleast worth an attempt. Levi would then tell Mc the plan on how to get Mammon

Mc was exploring around, entering into a library room. ‘Sign language books must be in here...’ Mc thought to themself as they went inside. Their eyes trying to read as fast as they could, going through each section before pulling out a book. ‘Sign Language for dummies’ Mc just rolled their eyes at the name and started to head out.

“I see you are up late.” A new voice entered the room and Mc looked over at the entrance to see Lucifer, who was holding a cup of coffee in his hand. “Looking for something.” Mc nodded their head and started to mouth.

‘I was, and I found what I wanted.’ They mouthed slowly. Lucifer went closer and noticed the book underneath Mc’s arm. “I see you were getting a sign language book?”

Mc tenses up a bit and nods. ‘I wanted to show Mammon some sign language.’ Mc mouthed, it was a lie, but Lucifer couldn’t know.

“I see, well I was going to come and collect a sign language book as well. We need to make sure you are comfortable. So learning some would be helpful to be able to understand so you don’t have to mouth out and type.” Mc soon shook their head and started to mouth. ‘You don’t have to, I can handle mouthing out and typing.’ Lucifer shook his head. “Don’t worry about it. I’ll make sure all my brothers know how to understand sign.” Lucifer took out a book off the shelf that had sign language written on the cover.

‘Good night.’ Mc mouthed before heading out quickly. Mc was going to need to learn this all in a night...

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Chapter 4: A Gold[ie] Pact [7.2.23]

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#obey me #obey me x reader #obey me x mc #obey me lucifer #obey me Mammon #obey me Leviathan #obey me Satan #obey me Asmodeus #obey me Beelzebub #Soul Bound #soulmate Au #om #om!#omswd #om x reader #om x mc #x reader #x mc

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darkveracity · 1 year

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Bocchi the Yuri!

C Tier

Bocchi/Seika: Seika's little crush/desire to mentor Bocchi and Bocchi's all-consuming terror in response is pretty cute but ultimately these two have such diametrically opposed communication styles it's hard to see anything working

Bocchi/Ryo: Two loners who feel a kinship. Ryo is the world's coolest girl boyfriend and her songwriting advice proves that she and Bocchi understand each other on a deep level. Unfortunately she's also a perpetually broke deadbeat and Bocchi's going to get constantly taken advantage of until they break up (depending on personal preference this might be hot)

B Tier

Seika/PA-san: These two have been going steady for years

Bocchi/Nijika: Bocchi and the sweet empathetic wonderful girl who waltzed into her life and gave her everything she ever wanted. Nijika and the girl who gave it her all and fought desperately to acheive their shared dreams. It's a very sweet fluffy relationship of mutual support

Kita/Ryo: Kita canonically has a huge crush on Ryo. Ryo's feelings are murkier but she'll mooch off anyone. Cute senpai-kouhai dynamics with the genkiest of genki girls and the scummiest of bassists

A Tier

Bocchi/Kita: The real subtextual romance of S1. Kita is direct about her feelings for Ryo from the beginning but with Bocchi the two of them slowly come to understand each other better and fall in love over the course of the story

Nijika/Ryo: These two have been together since they were very young and have the kind of deep relationship that transcends simple friendship or romance. Nijika will take care of Ryo for the rest of their lives. It's yuri isn't it?

Seika/Hiroi: What if you were a responsible adult small business owner and your messy college ex with an alcohol problem kept coming to your house to shower. What if she kept hanging out with your little sister's band. What if you hooked up again and regretted it

S Tier

Bocchi/Hiroi: I think the sopping wet anxiety girl with every disease and her terrible influence alcoholic onee-san should kiss. Objectively the hottest relationship. Bocchi's getting equal parts mentored and corrupted; Hiroi genuinely wants what's best for her from the bottom of her heart and always comes through when it counts. I love it when people do timeskip art where Bocchi's taken after Hiroi and grown up to be covered in tattoos and piercings

#bocchi the rock!#hitori gotou #ryo yamada #nijika ichiji #ikuyo kita #hiroi kikuri #seika ichiji #yuri

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lnkedmyheart · 7 months

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Please share your backstory idea for the Tanizaki siblings, I hope we can use the "apollo and the gift of prophecy" meme for one of your posts one day

Honestly it would be too complicated to share it in a post like this. But basically in my version of their backstory these two are the result of a deeply troubled background where they ended up in an extremely codependent relationship and the act of intimacy sort of acts as a kind of healing for them. The thing about a lot of the stories I have read that deal with incest and what led me to not view the Tanizaki's as creepy or sick is that in all of them the incestuous nature of their relationship is never seen as something normal but rather as a coping mechanism, the only place where these siblings are able to seek out safety and security is in each other and a kind of unhinged codependence manifests as romantic love. They fall outside of the realm of the societal norms and a regular person even in universe is unable to understand what broke in them to do that, where platonic familial love morphed into romantic and even sexual love?

Given how dark Junichiro is, how often he seems to stumble into the darkest mindset seen in any of the ADA members and how often his darkness stems from any perceived threat to Naomi, I feel confident that whatever happened to them stems from his inability to protect Naomi at some point in the past. They stabilize each other and Naomi definitely seems more normal of two even if she is more forward and uncaring of social appearance but Tanizaki is the one who is actually unhinged, he just comes across as more normal of the two because he is less forward in terms of showing his attraction to her. Often times in such stories the characters seem to lose their own identity outside of their sibling, seeing themselves as being one or a single soul split into two. And I think when looking at a story with so much complexity and where characters exist outside of what is considered socially acceptable by the normal society, acting like two siblings seeking out something in each other is the scummiest, ickiest thing ever is weird. You aren't meant to like it or approve of it, but applying that mentality and going "ew" in regards to this dynamic just makes me think that you aren't mentally ready for stories that deal with this level of complexity and make you question things that you have grown comfortable with. The reason for this type of dynamic isnt to make you like incest or ignore it as a random gag but to make you question what happened to cause them to become like this?

#bsd tanizakis

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audioroleplayconfessions · 6 months

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i fucking hate how normalized it is for VAs to either just take somebody's art without their consent and WITHOUT CREDIT, or to straight up use AI art for their thumbnails. if you do that you're genuinely a bad person idc. how can you consider yourself a creative and then turn around and take part in art theft?

"picture is from pinterest :)" "credit: ?" "please let me know who the artis is!" are NOT proper credit. and why would you use somebody's art if you don't even know who made it?

not to mention that you could easily use reverse image search? if ris doesn't turn up any answers, then don't use the fucking art. and if it does turn up, chances are the artist already has their terms for using their art somewhere visible in their profile and you can refer to that. if they don't then either ask or DON'T USE IT??

and i get not everyone can afford to commission artists for thumbnail/character art. tough luck dude. you are not entitled to free art. and like, thumbnails ARE a big part of reeling an audience in, so you're basically still making money off stealing people's art and it's about the scummiest thing you can do.

if you really can't afford a commission or struggle finding artists who are okay with their work being used like that: there's tons of picrews with incredible variaty and cool art you can use that are FREE and generally made with personal use as a goal in mind. use those. and make sure to credit the picrew creator in your descriptions, maybe even link their socials if you can.

like it's really not that hard and if this is too much effort then pick up a fucking pen yourselves you lazy bums.

one last thing: i really encourage everyone to call out VAs for not crediting/stealing art or using AI! if they don't listen to common decency then they might listen if their audience puts more pressure on them. you'd be doing artists a big favour with this <3

#audio roleplay #anonymous confessions #boyfriend asmr #confession #audio rp #art theft

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bonebabbles · 9 months

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I will Never read dotc purely out of spite because of how they treated bumble and how clear sky is the scummiest little rat and hes never punished for it

I would be fine, INVESTED even, if Clear Sky never facing a consequence was on purpose. I think that makes a fascinating and cold core to his impact on Clan Culture going foward-- that Might Makes Right, and such a monstrous person is one hailed as a founder.

But it's not! He's supposed to be good now, because he was Born Good, and all of his actions before were UNIRONICALLY because he was godless. Religion fixed him. All these gods coming out of the sky and telling Clear "dont tell me what to do" Sky what to do was the solution.

(Even though he hasn't made a meaningful change and is almost exactly the same as before, but this time he's not brutalizing people for no fucking reason which constitutes "Trying So Hard.)

#The only time he is ever inconsistent is when the plot would be more interesting if he was.#Make an unapologetic villain you cowards

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yuujoh · 6 months

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If you'd like for the ask meme: Mokuba for 4, 5, and 28 + Pegasus, and also Honda for 5 + 24 if you'd like. Thank you!

ohhhh! all my favorites, thank you! :-)

MOKUBA

4. Favorite Line:

Ohhhhh this is a really tough one! It's more than a line, but I adore the moment in the manga when after Death T, when he and Seto's goons are trying to beat up the gang and he puts a stop to it. His bristly little "That's Enough!" is so endearing to me. He doesn't want to seem kind or weak hearted, so he couches it in this "they won so there's no point in fighting" implication, but it was really that he truly just wanted the muscle to leave them alone! Similarly, the little expression on his face before he tries to leave without commenting on the fact that he saved Honda strikes me for the same reason.

5. Best personality trait

I think Mokuba's best personality trait is his resourcefulness. He is a really quick thinker and does his best to be helpful in a situation (swallowing the fake key in Duelist Kingdom, stealing the star chips to gain access to Pegasus, hiding information with the maid for Kaiba when he woke up, the way he cheats at Capmon, headbutting Diva when he jumps on the puzzle, etc etc). He's the younger Kaiba but it doesn't mean he should be discredited in any way!

28. How Mokuba feels about Pegasus

AHHHHH! GREAT ONE GREAT ONE! I think that to Mokuba, Pegasus is the absolute scummiest that scummy can get. He threatened the two singular things that Mokuba cares about: his brother and their company. (He was working overtime to give Pegasus a run for his money which I think is so absolutely courageous... he essentially spat in Pegasus's face when he swallowed that key. I don't think I'd have the guts.) I also think that to him, Pegasus is probably extremely scary. Not only does he not have a problem taking Mokuba from his own home and locking him up, he's been told by his brother, the strongest person he knows, that Pegasus is nigh invincible. And for Kaiba at least, this is objectively true. Seeing fear for someone in his brother has got to be a really uncomfortable feeling.

HONDA

5. Best Personality Trait

I think Honda's best personality trait is his kindness. He is always looking out for people. He cheers Jounouchi on and is sometimes a little mean, but he does it with the intent of protecting him and his feelings. He will go to bat for someone with zero expectation of reciprocation. (helping the Kaibas and going on a secret hunt for Shizuka, who he didn't even know about until a couple of months prior). I love that he feels deeply, too. when he cries when Jounouchi comes back and when he realizes that Atem remembers him... so cute!

24. Most annoying habit

I would say his helicopter parenting of Jounouchi! haha. His heart is in the right place, but I think sometimes in his effort to manage Jounouchi's expectations of a situation, he ends up kind of short changing him... if I'm remembering correctly, he does call himself out on this in Duelist Kingdom, though. In the anime, I'd have to go with whatever he has going on with Shizuka and lying about being good at duel monsters or whatever that was. One of the most infuriating subplots probably in the entire series. Why would you lie about that, king.

#I thought I'd hit post on this.... OOPS!#thank you so much! This was a lot of fun! :-)#beep beep #ask

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freakartack · 5 months

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Following the Doris-1 ask, I just wanted to give an alternate thing to Crygor abandoning her!

This is something my brother came up with, but the idea is that Doris WASN'T made by Crygor and WASN'T abandoned by him. Instead, she saw Mike pranking Crygor and thought it'd be funny to join in (hence her giggling at Crygor bickering with Mike about his pranks)

She makes up the story of Crygor abandoning her as a prank (I think she was abandoned but by someone else) to freak him out and scare him by chasing him down.

Like you said, Crygor seems to imprint easily and it's shown by him immediately going "this poor robot!" - bringing Doris in even though she just attacked him and justifying that they couldn't leave her alone when Mike is weary.

I feel like this theory keeps Crygor's personality intact but also kinda makes the scene funnier?? This robot just pranked this old man by scaring the life out of him and beating him up but ended up getting adopted into the family because of it

(ALSO I LOVE YOUR DORIS DRAWING. Sorry for this big ramble I am Unwell about the series and will leap at any chance to ramble)

THANK YOU!! But also DORIS AAAHGHH??? Thats so MEAN!!! But i don't blame her for being mean because whoever makes a robot maid and then chucks her into the woods to rot must be the scummiest human alive. I bet it was this old fuck

#no need 2 apologize BTW we are all unwell about wario here #not art

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sireniian · 7 months

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soul fragments & reincarnation.

the original mermaid's soul after death was shattered into hundreds of fragments. they all held the potential for reincarnation, which the maiden of air ensured. however, what she did not expect was for her heart to have become blackened by despair & so this rage against humanity lingered into her next lives. all things must come to an end & then the cycle of reincarnation begins. the mermaid's memories remained intact throughout each of these incarnations, making them each inherit an emotional instability despite their differing personalities. with this in mind, the mermaid still remembers the betrayal of the nobleman & his men. each & every vessel that inherited her soul afterwards is overwhelmed with the need to find that man again & end his life. of course, they are completely new people. some who do not even possess an inch of his malice. but that does not matter to the mermaid's vessels. they sought out revenge. whether it was an innocent girl or the scummiest old man — they did not discriminate.

sera is the most recent of these incarnations & has the same desires but a part of her is desperate to end this cycle of suffering. she does not want to become a killer like her predecessors.

#[♡] headcanons.#[♡] lore.

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realistically it won't last long though, which is why all their stress about it is so weird. in 9 months they'll be crying and saying the same thing about some other girl. i don't know why they've set themselves up for this.

They are always like this and will move on to their next victim soon. His fans are crazy like why would they do that to themselves if they took screenshots of their own tweets and comments and take a look then maybe they'll realise how stupid they are. And celebrating this relationship only because she's his first poc gf is straight up weird. Yeah a white dude known for dating skinny white blonde blue eyes woman showed interest in a poc wow he's dating a poc yeahh let's celebrate. They don't even see her as a person it's so sad actually. In this case i don't know who should be more embarrassed harry or his fans. Is this support or without even knowing calling him out because that's how it looks.

they have to celebrate something. what else is there to celebrate in his fandom? he gives them nothing! bad movies, a boring stadium tour, no dancing, no onstage nothing, shitty banter at every show, dating the same type of woman over and over, bad kissing, being besties with all the world's scummiest creepiest people, being a total dullard with zero personality, singing songs about how women's asses look in yoga pants and how he likes to watch women asphyxiate for his pleasure, fucking nail varnish colors every month and one new tote bag he needs you to buy, never fucking dating a man despite how they insist he's queer, never coming out of the closet despite the fact they believe he wants to, being a massive zionist, being completely apolitical during the most political moments in our recent history.

like fair play to them, celebrating that he actually will date a light skinned black women when he has ZERO ethnic friends or anyone really in his life is a big deal for him and for them, maybe when he sings about tanned skin in a future love song he'll actually mean it's about a black woman and not a woman with a tan. maybe she'll be the one he sings about doing cocaine with in a kitchen or choking out or using fruit euphemisms for her vagina while covering his album in her ass tattoos. i get why his fans would celebrate what they can get.

and in 8 months when he's dating someone else, they can pretend they're happy about it all over again because maybe she'll have one (1) nice post about palestine or a political situation any normal grieving human being in this moment would think and share and harry never would.

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sapphire-weapon · 8 months

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Ok after I played SW, seeing EagleOne from Ada's pov makes it even more obvious fr, clearly she recognizes the bond they formed unlike many of people in the fandom

And the way she encountered Ashley at the end is so interesting, this scene wasn't in the OG and it's there for a reason in this remake timeline. The framing, like you said, is very romantic like something out of an old fairytale. Ada seems to accept their relationship, even if she might not like it.

Do you think she compared her relationship with Wesker and their mutual distrust to Ashley and Leon's which is the exact opposite?Maybe she reflected on that when she saw them on the jetski?

Do you think she will get a redemption arc?

Ada doesn't need a redemption arc because she's not evil. the only reason why we used to talk about a possible Ada redemption arc on here is because we were thinking about her in the context of OG, where her motivations are unclear and it seems like she defaults to working with the shittiest, scummiest, most comically evil men in the series.

but Remake Ada is Chaotic Neutral. there's nothing to redeem there. TV Tropes probably has the best description:

I would say that that is Remake Ada.

and no, I don't think that her reaction to Ashley had anything to do with her own relationship with Wesker. there was probably a lot going through her head at that moment, but I feel like both Leon and Ada project onto Ashley somewhat at different points of RE4make; they both look at her as what they could have been/become if things had been different.

Ashley has the positive change arc that was denied to Leon in RE2make, and he looks at her positive change and the strength and courage that she's found as what he could've been if only things had gone differently for him in/after Raccoon City.

and when Ada encounters her during the Saddler fight, the romantic imagery and Ashley's foremost thought being Leon's safety, I think, causes Ada to reflect on how much this was not how she, herself, was back in RE2make, and how much different her life could've turned out if it had been. if only Ada had loved and trusted Leon in RE2make the way that Ashley does in RE4make, none of this would be happening -- and, together, they probably would've had Wesker on the back foot, and his complete. global. saturation. would've been nothing more than a fever dream.

but Ada prioritized herself and her own interests and her own needs because Wesker's dick was just too bomb, apparently, and now look at what a fucking mess it's caused.

but Ada also knows that thinking that way isn't realistic. things didn't turn out the way they did for no reason. she's never been the type of person to have prioritized Leon over her own self-interest, and she never will be. at most, she would've concocted a way to let Leon escape the city with the G-sample, but there was never any version of reality in which they'd escape together -- and she certainly wasn't going to let him arrest/apprehend her like he said he was going to, either.

so instead of dwelling on that and feeling bad about it, Ada just says "On it." as a response to Ashley's order plea to help Leon, because this time around, she can have her cake and eat it, too. she can help support Leon while also looking out for herself.

I do think there's a slight element of envy/jealousy that she has towards Ashley, which is where the invitation to Leon at the end comes from. Ada doesn't have any personal resentment towards her, but at the same time, she's envious that Ashley gets to hold onto this fairytale and watch the bad guys get defeated and run off into the sunrise with her Prince Charming. Ada knows better; she knows the world doesn't really work that way, so inviting Leon to come with her at the end is her own petty way of trying to take that from Ashley/teach her that lesson, while also getting the benefit of riding Leon's dick for a night LMAO

but like. again. she's realistic. she knew she was going to get turned down.

#resident evil 4 #leon kennedy #ashley graham #ada wong #meta analysis

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thefamilyeldritchabomination · 11 months

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Chapter Sixteen: Music Pt. 5

“You like hearing stories, right? I’m about to tell you a very awful story, are you ready to hear it?” Envy asked as they stared at the painting that got ruined by something.

“Envy, I am always ready to hear a story no matter how terrible it is. I’m ready to listen whenever you are.” Dolly reassured, hoping this wasn’t Envy deciding to tell her that they murdered an entire family for laughs. “So long as you understand it’s absolutely wretched, then I’m starting this story. There was once a pair of alchemists, both of them being masters in the very art of it. Unfortunately, both alchemists were absolutely afraid of the fact that one day they too would age hideously and die. In their oh so brilliant minds, these two went out of their way to create a philosopher’s stone to call their own to cheat death for however long they wished.” Envy slightly glanced back at Dolly to monitor what she was processing in this story.

“So they blew up after attempting to make one?” Dolly mildly hoped that would be the case given Envy’s track record. “God I wished, but unfortunately for everyone involved, the two scummiest alchemists made a philosopher’s stone to share, stealing bodies from others to continue living their perceived eternity. Because eternity was such a boring thing, the two idiots had a kid between them. As you can imagine, the two had no clue how raising a child would work and did an absolute crap job at it. So much so that said kid, when they got old enough, left and hadn’t contacted them in an extremely long time. However, something happened to that kid that forced them to go back to their crap parents for something.” Envy turned around to face Dolly as they got ready to shift. “Envy, what happened to make that kid return to such terrible parents?” Dolly caught on what Envy was about to do as they placed a hand on her shoulder. “Because that kid met you and felt alive for the first time in a long time..I had a hunch you knew already.” Envy answered as they shifted into their true form, much to Envy’s personal disgust.

“That would be correct Envy, I wasn’t sure if I should broach the topic once again or to let you do it though.” Dolly softly said as she teared up at seeing her old friend once again after so long.

“Oh god don’t tear up on me Fairytale, you’re going to cause me to do the same damn it…” Envy’s voice shook as they said that as their own eyes watered up.

“You’re using your old nickname for me too ... .would you be alright if I used my old nickname for you too?” Dolly went to try and get her water works under control. “Yeah I’m alright with that, thanks for asking..” Envy sniffled a bit for the first time in a very long time of being around on this dirt ball.

“You’re welcome Wayfarer…just what happened when you got back home?” Dolly asked as she failed in controlling the tears as they burned on her eyes.

“I still don’t remember much other than the pain I was in after waking up, that bastard abandoning me to that wretch shortly after, and the fact I’m forever stuck with periodic recurrences of mercury poisoning. I do, however, remember everything about my time with you before that disastrous return to home. It took me a while before then to remember everything, but I have most of it back.” Envy, likewise failed in the control of the tears and promptly joined Dolly in crying.

“Then what caused you to leave in the first place?” Dolly finally brought up the dread beast as Envy knew it was coming. “Remember when I asked you about where you kept the remains of your human family members? The old fucker from back then was pissy about me being around you so much, went as far as showing me your background. I guess I really hate old assholes in general, but back then, I really wanted to shove it into his wrinkled up face when I came back immortal.” Envy fully admitted, their golden eyes narrowed upon remembering that stupid old man and his stupid attitude.

“...I knew he was headstrong but fucking hell I’m so sorry that Humphrey did that to you. I had a feeling Humphrey lied to me when he said you found someone else….He’s dead now, but I’m fully in line with you shoving it into his ceramic face right about now.” Dolly's teary eyes gave way to a look of mortification upon hearing that Humphrey did something that terrible to her friend and then apparently lied to her about it.

“He told you what now? You know I’m going to want to punt his urn across the snow now, right?” Envy was ready to ruin a long dead old man’s afterlife with a single kick to the urn.

“That is pretty understandable Wayfarer, but we don't punt family urns, though you can kick around Oscar’s skull instead.” Dolly reasoned as to avoid a new family controversy since the hamster incident.

“That works too, but, Fairytale, once everything is done with disposing of Dante, let’s go on that planned trip to Resembool, I still want to see your reaction to seeing sheep for the first time.” Envy finally said as they calmed down from the tears as Dolly got pulled in for a hug, they needed something fluffy to hold.

“Wayfarer, you just came back to me, I don’t want you to get hurt by that woman again after all the horrible things she’s done to you.” Dolly protested as she hugged Envy right back to comfort them.

“I promise you Fairytale, I’m going to be alright. I’m stronger, I can regenerate, I’m immortal to a degree, and we’re getting help from Greed along with the laser vision infant, so things are going to pan out in my favor by the time it’s all over. All I want though is for you, Dorian, Lust, and Gluttony to stay safe and away from this upcoming crap show. After all that is done, I’ll be staying with you guys from now on after a good house hunting is done.” Envy softly hummed those words as they went to try and comfort Dolly from that possibility of things not going as planned.

“I trust you Wayfarer, I look forward to seeing those supposedly awful sheep with you once this nightmare storm is over.” Dolly relented with this pretty awful plan as Envy clearly had their mind made up on the whole thing.

“Alright then, we have some time to kill before having to return to the hotel, would you care to tour the mansion with me for a bit? We might find something worth bringing back with us or we could find a body which to me is even better.” Envy offered as they let Dolly out of the hug for a possible tour of the dilapidated mansion.

“Are you sure? I mean that might trigger a memory episode.” Dolly looked at Envy for a bit as they shifted back to their preferred form. “Nah, this should be fine, it’ll likely happen at the hotel so I can drown out the Face Fur and his sniveling whining fit.” Envy said with little regards to the new, rather concerning coping mechanism they were forming.

“Okay, we’ll tour around, but if a memory episode happens, I’m carrying you back to the hotel.” Dolly was not thrilled that the memory episodes were being used like that, but it was better than Envy being a screeching blob on top of Freddy like last time.

“Awww you’re making it sound like it was a bad thing there Fairytale.” Envy taunted as she began their tour around the abandoned homestead.

“Well considering where we are, I’d like to say yeah it’d be a bad thing to have an episode here Wayfarer.” Dolly followed along, hoping that a memory episode won’t happen tonight.

Envy could only laugh at the response to Dolly’s reply as they led her on this tour around the most messed up childhood household imaginable. It was still in shockingly good shape with all things considered as the two toured around from old portraits to the library that Envy decided was a very good thing to raid. Dolly couldn’t help but feel a bit nervous being in the library, but couldn’t place a clawed finger on what made her nervous. While yes, it was nice to see Envy so invested in gathering books, there was something very off with the library as Dolly looked about before noticing an old stain on the ground. The stain was brown from age, covering over what looked like an alchemical circle close to where this desk was at. Dolly went to look at the desk to confirm a small suspicion she had about the floor stain. A book had been left open, dusting coating the page with a small plate close by with remains of what could’ve been a fish. Carefully, Dolly lifted the book, brushing the dust off to see if the inks hadn’t faded from exposure.

#The Wayfarer #Fan Fiction #Fullmetal Alchemist #FMA 03 #FMA #FMA Fan Fiction #Writing #Envy the Jealous #Envy #OCs #Homunculus #Homunculi

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