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lovebugism · 2 months

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❛ if you die, i'll kill you. ❜“i cant live without you” “don’t die on me, we haven’t even gotten to the good part yet” “i lied i never hated you”

eddie x reader enemies to lovers 🥹🥹

pls enjoy this absolute heartache of a fic :D — you and eddie hate each other until he almost dies (angst, enemies to lovers, cw for mentions of gore, 1.1k)

“Wanna make out?” Eddie had asked you, some hours ago now, when you first arrived at the Upside Down version of Skull Rock. You’d just narrowly survived a gang of demobats, and the stale air smelled distinctly of copper pennies. He managed a smug smile anyway. “I mean, we might as well. Looks like we’re gonna die out here, anyway.”

You scoffed and rolled your tired eyes. The annoyance you felt for him then momentarily distracted you from the fear swirling in the pit of your stomach. “I’d rather,” you’d quipped.

You feel a little like you’ve prophesized something now.

Eddie bleeds out in your arms with a hundred little bites on his stomach that were supposed to be yours. He’d distracted the circling demobats when you twisted your ankle, too hurt to run away. And now he’s dying. And it’s all your goddamn fault.

You sit with him while Dustin rushes into the Creel House, in search of help from the older crew. You watch him attentively over your shoulder until he disappears behind the rotted front door. When you turn back to Eddie, you find his eyes have fluttered shut.

“Eddie—” you call for him, clearing your throat when it comes out garbled. “Eddie! Hey!”

“Hm…” he hums tiredly in response, eyes still shut.

You sigh with the subtle relief that he’s not dead. The breath catches in your chest. You try to fight away the panic attack clawing behind your ribcage, even though it makes everything around you seem more and more distant. You try to stay as present as you can despite the horrors swimming all around you — for Eddie The Freak Munson.

“You have to stay awake,” you tell him, voice thick with emotion. “Open your eyes.”

“I’m just… I feel a little tired right now,” he mumbles, slurring slightly.

Your chest wrenches. He’s getting paler and paler by the minute. The tourniquet you made from the bottom half of your shirt is now soaked with deep red blood. Panic burns a wildfire in your chest because you’ve done everything you could think to do.

You can’t lose him. That’s all you’re telling yourself now. You can’t lose him, you can’t lose him, you can’t lose him.

“I don’t care. Keep your eyes open, alright?” Your heart wrenches again, with something short of hope this time, when Eddie’s eyes flutter open. They’re glassy and dilated, but the deep chocolate of them hasn’t changed. You muster a small smile. “There you go, Eds. There you go— Now, just keep talking to me, okay? Keep talking.”

“I’m tired,” he mutters under his breath, too weak to do anything more.

Your face screws together as you choke back a sob. You swallow down every instinct to cry. You’ll cry when this is over, you tell yourself, when Eddie’s safe and back in Hawkins.

“I know, Eddie. I know,” you babble through stinging tears. “But you gotta— you gotta keep talking, alright? It’ll help you stay awake. And I need you to… I need you to stay awake for me, okay?”

He nods. At least, you think he’s nodding, because the movement is terribly faint.

His eyes fall shut again. You feel the loss of his melted chocolate gaze like a stab in the chest. Your hand grips his jaw, a little less than gentle.

“Eddie,” you bite through gritted teeth.

“Mm…”

“If you die, I swear to god, I will fucking kill you.”

The familiarity of your aggression reminds him of home. He opens his eyes and cracks a small, barely-there smile. Blood glistens on his mouth. “I thought you hated me?” he slurs in an inaudible mumble.

“I do,” you tell him without thinking twice, laughing through the sob in your throat. “But I’ll love the shit outta you if we make it out of here together.”

Together, you say, because either both of you make it out or neither of you do.

His grin widens softly, chapped and lopsided. “Metal,” he murmurs.

A whimper sounds in your throat when his eyes flutter shut again. “Eddie…”

“‘M sorry, sweetheart,” he whispers, breathing sharply through his nose.

It’s getting harder and harder for him to breathe. You can tell by the harsh rise and fall of his chest. There’s little oxygen getting to his brain, accompanied by the weeping bites on his stomach— where the fuck is Dustin Henderson?

“I don’t know if I…. If I’m gonna make it outta here, babe…”

Your chest tightens. He only ever called you babe to piss you off. You wonder if he’s still being the annoying asshole you knew back home or if the term of endearment is too engrained in his head.

“Don’t say that.”

“If I don’t—”

“Eddie.”

“If I don’t make it out,” he repeats, sterner this time. He drags a sharp breath in and opens his eyes, just barely. “I want you to know that I never… I never hated you… ‘M just a liar… And a total fucking coward…”

“You can make it up to me when we get back home, okay? You just gotta stay awake.”

His lip quirks into a faint, crooked smile. “I’ve been dyin’ to kiss you since ninth grade… Did you know that?”

“I know,” you nod with an emotional laugh.

“I did make it kinda obvious, didn’t I?”

“You can kiss me when you get better. I swear.”

Eddie nods. You feel him grow heavier and heavier in your arms. His smug smile starts to fade, and you panic. “Eddie? Eddie, don’t— don’t die on me, okay? Please. We haven’t— We haven’t gotten to the good part yet, asshole. You have to stay awake.”

You shift him in your arms, trying to sit him up more when he slumps. He does little to fight you. He doesn’t have the strength to anymore.

“‘M sorry, babe,” you hear him whisper.

“No— No, don’t— Don’t fucking say that,” you scold bitterly, less angry at him and more at the rest of the world. It should’ve been you lying here, after all, not him. You’d trade places in a heartbeat if you could. “You can’t die, you asshole! How am I supposed to— fucking— keep going without you annoying the living shit outta me?”

“Henderson’ll annoy you for the both of us,” he manages to joke as life spills from the weeping wounds on his stomach.

“Fuck that. It’s not the same— I need you, Eddie. I need you, okay? I can’t— I can’t fucking live without you,” you cry over his pale, bloodied body.

You hear yelling and a set of rushed footsteps. “Eddie!” Dustin calls as he dashes down the decrepit porch steps of the old home — with Steve, Nancy, and Robin following close behind.

The sight of them makes you sigh. Your chest starts to sparkle with a hope you’d thought you lost — damn near aching when Eddie’s glassy eyes flutter open once more.

The fucker grins weakly up at you. “I knew you had a crush on me, babe.”

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ecoamerica · 24 days

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azzydoesstuff · 3 months

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man 41-experimentation has the worst abandoned facilities. where is all the scrap guh??

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the fuck are you calling an abandoned facility?? experimentation is my fucking home you prick. you scrappers call these facilities abandoned but they're not. you're just wandering into our homes and stealing our things. leave it to the scrapper to regurgitate insectophobic slop. blocked

#like i swear to god. these fucking scrappers are so stupid. i hope they all die #insect pride

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bro why do the fucking dogs keep messing with my gang?? they almost killed jerry a couple hours ago

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how about you be fucking quiet you fucking pickle thieves

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What do you do after eating a really tasty planet? You give the restaraunt five golden stars.

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hey guys i'm resigning from the company rn. im gonna make some changes accordingly on my blog now. can someone tell @lootyloot-nestynest i'm sorry and ask them to unblock me. i'm a changed man now, i'm not a scrapper anymore

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artificialbreezy · 3 months

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This is a niche thought but I live for your nsfw headcanons so pls hear me out. Your birthday, Noah makes you cum for each year you’ve been alive (23 orgasms if you’re 23 etc) I cannot be the only one thinking this

this is the best thing i’ve read today omfg

nsfw under the cut ◡̈

he’d totally bring up as a joke.

“ya know how you’re supposed to get birthday spankings? like one for each year? well, what if i made you cum once for each year?”

brain goes empty bc WHAT IF but you play it cool, “i mean i think id get TIRED by the time your done. let alone i don’t know if i can even get off 23 times”

he wouldn’t bring it up again UNTIL the day of your birthday

you’d be fast asleep in bed, and he’d be kissing your neck and working his hands down your body trying to wake you up

you’d slowly stir awake and just look at him all sleepy “whatcha doing Noah?”

“just wanna make you feel good on your special day baby”

then he’d give you your first one on his fingers

the day would move on according to plan right, but when you got home from your birthday dinner with the whole gang is when he’d really step it up right?

he’d push you against the wall in the living room, right by the front door. “baby, you remember what i told you the other. one orgasm per year?” and you’d just nod because he’s leaning on the wall over you and your head is just a mess

Noah is a munch right. we know this. he’d lift up the bottom of your dress, pull your panties to the side and immediately lick a wide strip from your entrance to your clit

he’d give you number 2 of the day right against that wall

by the time you make it to his bedroom you’re on number 5 and he’s ONLY used his mouth and hands

he’d sit on the edge of his bed and pat his thigh “mere baby. want you to fuck yourself on my thigh”

at this point you’re just desperate, you’re a little fucked out but you refuse to call it quits until he’s inside you and who knows when that’s gonna be at this point

you feel your the edge right there but you’re so tired, so Noah grabs your hips and does it for you

“too dumb to get yourself off huh? don’t worry sweetheart, daddy’s gotcha”

after you cum again, he’ll pick you up off his lap and lay you on his bed FINALLY

“god you’re soaked baby”

“Sir, please. need you”

he’d laugh at your desperation but since it is your birthday he’ll play it nice

he’d drag his cock up your folds just to tease you a little bit

when he finally decides you’ve had enough of his teasing, he’d slowly push himself inside you.

“fuck. you’re so tight. relax angel, gotta relax so you can let me in. yeah?”

he’s the type of man who would grab your legs and push them to your chest so he could really bottom out and FEEL you so that’s exactly what he did

his thrust are slow and steady at first, sweet almost

“happy birthday angel. now you know i love you right? because im about to fuck you like i don’t.”

he 100% wouldn’t stop until you safe worded or passed out tbh

i feel like the ending point was 10 or 11.

your body was so numb and so tired and just on a whole other world when he finally called it quits

you’d definitely end up in sub space

“can you hear me honey? ya with me?”

“what a good girl. did so good for me baby. so proud of you.”

“i gotcha angel, im right here. im going to clean you up now okay? just relax and let me do all the work.”

#noah sebastian smut #noah sebastian fic #noah sebastian x reader #bad omens fic #bad omens smut #noah sebastian #noah sebastian headcanons #noah sebastian blurb #noah sebastian fanfiction #noahsebastiann

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tainted-liquor · 8 months

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'Ease on Down₊ ⊹

Earth42!Miles Morales x BlackFem!Reader Ingredients: sugar, kisses, n a lil bit of smiles! TWs: N word usage, cussing, n thats it! W/C: 1.1k A/N: A lovely lovely request I got! Tysmm♡

For the past week or so, you and the girls in your friend group have been planning a secret spa trip for you and the boys! You had especially agreed considering how tense and stressed your boyfriend, Miles, had seemed to be. Even during the wee hours of the morning or the weekend, he always seemed to be a little stressed out about something you didn't quite know about. So here you are, sprawled out on the couch on the phone with Dior. "Nah yeah, we'll be able to make it there don't worry." You whispered into the phone. "Just get yourself dolled up n focus on bringing the other guys, aight?"

"Already done! The girlies already fooled they asses so they'll be meetin' us down at Tierra's house!" she laughed. "Aight girl lemme call you back. I gotta get ready." She blew a faux kiss to the phone that I reciprocated almost instantly. "Bye boo!" I giggled before running back up to my room. I stopped at the door to calm my giggles, before entering and making direct eye contact with Miles. "C'mon, get ready we finna go walk to this new shoe store that just opened" you lied, but he didn't really need to know that. "We're gonna go with gang n them."

You got ready in your room as Miles patiently waited for you downstairs, seeming a little more giddy than his normal stoic personality. "Mami!" He shouted from the bottom of the stairs. "Yeah, Miles?" you answered as you slipped your shoes on, stumbling slightly down the hallway. "What kind of shoes they got there?" he asked as he held out his hand to help you down the stairs. "Uhh, sneakers? Y'know, Nike, Puma, Adidas. That kind of stuff?" You shrugged as you grabbed your bag and a plush headband from the coffee table. You kind of felt bad for lying, but he wouldn't be mad at a little bit of self-care, right?

When you all got to Tierra's house, you opened the door and joined the cluster of giggling girls as Miles made his way over to the boys who were discussing the types of shoes they'd get when they got to the store. You all confirmed the reservations before rounding each other up and setting off for the spa. It wasn't really a long walk, so when you arrived Miles immediately asked what was happening. "Princesa, ¿dónde estamos?" He asked as he shuffled behind you and snaked both arms around your waist. "Alright, don't get mad at me but...I kinda lied..." you sighed.

"Whatchu mean ma? We not getting sneakers?" he asked as you all walked into the spa, confused murmurs coming from the male half of the group. "Nah, we're not. I wanted to take you to a spa! I'm sorry my love, please don't be upset or nothin'" you pouted as you placed a series of kisses on his face. "Could never be mad at you, Mami. But if you wanted to go with me you could've asked" he chuckled briefly. "I know my love, 'm sorry. Just had to get you down here without you knowing." You shrugged as you made your way to the dressing rooms, exchanging your initial outfits for fluffy heated robes and swimsuits. You watched as the rest of the group emerged in the ivory robes, pure comfort donning their faces as the group decided what they wanted to do first.

Since nobody could actually agree, you all broke apart and went to different stations, but agreed to meet up at a certain time to be in the hot springs. "Alright, so we can get like massages, there's a mud bath, there's a sauna-" You began to list the various stations before Miles's expression caught you off guard. "Stop stop stop, what the fuck is a mud bath nigga?" he muttered with a look of disgust. You laugh loudly, immediately deciding that that would be the first place you drag him to. "I'll show you! C'mon, guapo." You giggled as you dragged him to a room with beige tiled floors and individual little "baths" filled with mud.

Miles gave the most unamused glare of all time, sighing loudly with a deep scowl. "This mud touches my braids and erbody dyin'" he spat as he slowly sank down into the mud, cringing and gagging with each slow movement. "What the hell is this supposed to do anyway?" He barked as he shifted uncomfortably in the mud. "It eases your muscles, exfoliates your skin, and kinda works like a vitamin for your body I guess" I shrug as I lower myself down into the small tub, slinging my plastic bonnet on my head because I'll be damned if I let that bullshit touch my hair either. We stayed there for about 5 minutes before Miles just couldn't take it anymore and hopped to. "Yeah nah, Ion fuck with this mud shit..." he huffed as he rinsed himself off in the nearby shower. You giggled as he eagerly scraped the rest of the mud off his hands and retched silently as he turned off the water. "Next station."

You moved on to the sauna, both of you shuffling into sauna C and setting the time for roughly 20 minutes before closing the door behind the two of you. "I think I've been in one of these once...it was a lil while back though," he recalled as he wrapped both ends of his towel around the back of his neck. And DAMN did he look attractive. Sometimes you forgot how lean and toned his torso was, with each individual scar decorating his neck and shoulders. Jesus Christ you fucking won. "You don't even know how fine you are," I pouted as I rolled my eyes, "Like that shit ain't even fair..."

Miles laughed loudly, throwing his head back and giving you a kiss on your cheek. "The G in Miles G. Morales stands for game," he shrugged, "I'm just him." You gave him a sharp glare before giggling quietly. "Yeah, yeah, shut yo ass up." You panted as the room began filling with steam. He chuckled lowly as he leaned back on the wall and closed his eyes in bliss. When the 20 minutes were over, you both emerged feeling drowsy and like you were just cooked alive. "It's almost time to go and meet the others at the hot springs, c'mon."

You both shuffled in your fluffy robes in the direction of the pool area, being greeted with a massive hot spring and pool. You watched as your friends attempted to drown each other in the water, giggling and shouting at each other like the teenagers that you were. You ran in and joined, tackling Tierra with a splash and a fit of giggles. Nobody was mad, and everyone had an amazing time! You even actually went to the shoe store afterward, so you'd consider today a win.

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babybluebex · 1 year

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hellooo, i just want to say that i’m OBSESSED with innocent reader and eddie, it’s so cute and hot and everything in between.

in this universe, is reader friends with the gang? like, does she knows robin and nancy? maybe steve from afar. how do you think nancy and robin would react if they find out (maybe you told them in a girls night) how your relationship with eddie started?

, you don’t have to answer this i just want you to know that your writing is REALLY GOOD

i was wanting to introduce everyone else so here's a good time to do it! cw innocent reader, dubcon, coercion, steddie x reader if you squint, steve and eddie are really mean to nancy and robin, names (princess, baby, pumpkin, bitch)

"Hey, princess?" Eddie started, and you turned from your light conversation with Gareth to pay attention to your boyfriend. Monday’s spat with Gareth was already forgotten by the time you got to lunch on Friday, and he was happy to talk to you. Although you missed the looks that Eddie would shoot Gareth every so often, it was fine; what you didn't know wouldn't hurt you.

"Yeah?" you prompted Eddie.

"I'm meeting a friend tonight," Eddie started. "And I was wondering if you wanted to meet him too."

"Who?" you asked.

"Well, do you remember Steve Harrington?" Eddie said, and you gasped and nodded. Steve had been your crush since freshman year, with his big puppy-dog eyes and amazing hair, and, even though you liked Eddie a whole lot, Stevie still had a special little place in your heart. Before Eddie, you always hoped that Stevie would be your first kiss. "I was gonna hang out with him. How'd you like to meet him?"

"Oh, Daddy!" you exclaimed and threw your arms around Eddie's shoulders, squeezing his neck in a tight hug. "I'd love to meet him! Will he, um, will he like me?"

"Well, what's this shyness?" Eddie chuckled. "Why do you care if Steve likes you?"

"Um, b-because he's your friend," you said quickly. "A-And I want your friends to like me."

"Do you like Steve?" Eddie asked, and you ducked your head as you fluttered your eyelashes. You always got out of trouble by fluttering your eyelashes, and you watched as Eddie fell victim to them. He softened under your grasp, and he said, "Of course you do, girls love the Hair. I've told him all about you, baby, and he's dying to meet you."

"Really?" you asked. "Well, umm, okay! I-I'd like to meet Stevie."

"Cool," Eddie said. "It's just at his house, me and you and him. We can go straight there after school, it's not like he's got anyone waiting for him." Gareth smothered a laugh at that, and you furrowed your eyebrows.

"Oh, no, not then," you said. "I wanna go home and change clothes, a-and I wanna..."

"You wanna what?" Eddie asked, and he put a finger under your chin, lifting you up out of your hiding place. "Princess, I hate when you trail off like that. Just tell me what you're thinking."

"I wanna bake him cookies," you said softly. "But, umm, not if you think it's lame or whatever."

Eddie laughed, his smile a mile wide as he leaned forward and kissed your mouth. He tasted like the cigarette he had just smoked as he had skipped pre-lunch gym period, but you liked it. "That's not lame, princess," he said. "Steve will love it."

"Oh, yay!" you smiled. "Umm, maybe you can pick me up at my house after 5? I'll get home after school around 3:30 because I have to take the bus, and getting dressed, and the cookies'll take—"

"I'll be at my place," Eddie interjected, interrupting your ramblings. "Give me a call whenever you're ready to go and I'll be there to pick you up. Alright?"

"That sounds good," you said, and you chewed at your bottom lip, still trying to calculate in your head how long the cookies would take. "Does Stevie like chocolate? Could I make chocolate chip and he would like them?"

"Baby, you could spit in those cookies and he'd love them," Eddie said, popping a pretzel into his mouth. "Just 'cause they're coming from you. Don't worry your pretty little head about it, yeah?"

You tried not to worry about it for the rest of the day, but you were practically shaking with excitement at the prospect of meeting Steve Harrington. You wondered how Eddie and Steve had even met, but you didn't care all too much about it; all the stars were aligning for you. Your boyfriend was friends with Steve Harrington, and that's all that mattered to you.

Once you got home, you instantly started on the cookies, greeting your mom with a kiss on the cheek as you slumped your backpack down and got to work. "What're you making?" your mom asked, and you shut the fridge door with your foot, your arms loaded with the milk and eggs.

"Cookies!" you said. "I'm going over to a friend's house and wanted to bring them something."

"That's nice of you, honey," she said. "Remember not to burn the bottoms."

"Okay!"

In the end, the cookies came out perfectly, the bottoms only just a little crunchier than you would have liked, but you heeded Eddie's words that Steve wouldn't mind if there was a little something wrong with them. You spent the next hour getting ready, putting on your favorite pink dress and doing your makeup and hair to be perfect, and you finally smoothed down your skirt and called Eddie.

"Jesus, Steve, we just got off the phone," Eddie answered, his annoyance thick in his voice. "I told you I'm bringing her, chill out."

"Um, hi, Daddy," you said, your heart lodging in your throat. "I-I'm ready for you to come get me."

"Oh," Eddie sighed. "Hi, princess. Give me a minute and I'll be on my way, okay?"

"Mhm," you agreed. "Is something wrong?"

"No, nothing's wrong," Eddie said. "Steve's just acting like a dick. He really wants to meet you, that's all."

Your excitement made your hands shake. "I'm excited to meet him too," you said, and Eddie chuckled.

"I bet you are, princess," he said. "I'll be right over. Can you be good and wait outside for me? I kinda don't want tonight to be the night I meet your parents."

"Sure," you said. "I get it, meeting the parents is scary. Or, like, I think it is. I'm scared to meet your parents. Like, what if they don't like me?"

"My mom would love you," Eddie said, his words clipped as if he hadn't even meant to say them. "She'd... She would've loved you."

"And your dad?" you mumbled.

"Fuck my dad," Eddie said flatly. "I don't care about him. Hopefully you never meet him. Anyway, I don't feel like doing that tonight, so wait outside for me, okay?"

You did as Eddie told you to, waiting outside on your curb for him, your cookies in a Tupperware container in your lap. Eventually, after waiting for much longer than you thought it would take, Eddie's van pulled onto your street. You could hear the music from outside the van as he pulled up next to you, and you watched him lean over and push open the passenger side door. The music got louder and you cringed at it, but you climbed in all the same and buckled up your seatbelt.

"Hey, princess," Eddie said, twirling the knob on his radio system and silencing his music. "Sorry, I like it loud."

"That's fine," you said. "It just hurts my ears."

"Aw," Eddie pouted, and he pulled the van into gear as he peeled away from your house. "We don't want your ears hurting. I'll keep it quiet."

He didn't drive as badly as you had anticipated he would, and you felt safe with him. You always did, though— Eddie had a way about him that made you feel safe and loved. You weren't even a little bit shocked to find that you liked Eddie a whole lot, maybe even loved him, but you were sure that he didn't love you back yet. You didn't want to tell him anything before it was the right time, though, and scare him away. You had always heard about that sort of thing in movies, girls telling boys that they loved them and "scaring them away".

All too soon, you were pulling up in front of a nice house in a nice neighborhood, and you gripped your Tupperware tightly as Eddie got out of the van, pocketing his keys. He was quick to run around to your door and open it for you, and you giggled at him as you hopped out. "Thank you, Daddy," you said, but you watched as Eddie's face fell as he turned to Steve's house, eyeing the carport and the two cars that sat there.

"Jesus Christ," he mumbled, and he snatched up your hand, leading you up to the front door. He knocked quickly a few times, and you watched his teeth grind in that way that they did when he was annoyed.

"Did I do something wrong?" you mumbled, and Eddie shook his head.

"Not you, baby," Eddie said. "But Steve said—"

Before you knew it, the front door flew open, and there stood Steve Harrington. You were starstruck and felt your eyes go wide, wide, wide at the sight of him, wearing sweatpants and a t-shirt, his perfect hair done just so. "What the fuck?" Eddie asked.

"She just fuckin' showed up," Steve huffed. "I didn't invite her. And she brought Robin too."

"Robin..." Eddie sighed. "Fine. Whatever. We can do it after they leave."

"Once they see her with you, they're never gonna leave," Steve said, gesturing to you. "Fuck, dude, I can try to get them to go—"

"Who?" you asked softly. "Who's here? Did I do something wrong?"

“Baby, I told you, it’s not you,” Eddie said firmly. “Nancy Wheeler’s here. You know Nancy, right? She’s in your class. She showed up uninvited.”

“That’s not very nice,” you frowned.

“See? Even she knows it,” Steve sighed, brushing his hair back in annoyance. “Sorry, baby. I’m Steve.”

“I know,” you said, holding back your giggles, and Steve smiled, looking at Eddie.

“Well, she’s adorable,” Steve said. “I like your dress. Very pink.”

“It’s my favorite color,” you told him.

“I bet it is,” Steve grinned. “What’re you holding there?”

“Cookies!” you said proudly, holding out the cookies to him and grinning. “I made them just for you. But I only made enough for the three of us…”

“See? Nancy’s a bitch,” Steve said, working open the Tupperware’s lid and pulling a cookie to his lips. “Doesn’t think about anyone but herself.” He bit into it and your heart stopped as you waited for his reaction, and you sighed when he smiled. “Delicious, baby. You’re gonna have to make me cookies more often.”

“Anything for you, Stevie,” you told him, blushing hard, and Steve reached out and touched your cheek.

“Someone’s got a little crush,” Eddie said, almost like he was explaining you to Steve, and Steve grinned.

“That’s so cute,” Steve said. “I get what Eddie was talking about, you’re just about the cutest thing I’ve ever seen.” Then, he leaned forward and pressed a kiss to your cheek, and you squeaked and froze. Steve Harrington had just kissed you on the cheek! You tried to hide your excitement from Eddie, but Eddie just smiled and laughed at your antics.

“Alright, enough kissing my girlfriend,” Eddie said. “Let’s go inside, yeah?”

You nodded, stepping inside and toeing out of your shoes, and you followed Steve into the depths of the house. His house was big, bigger than yours, and you clutched Eddie's hand as you followed the two boys down to the basement. There, there were two recliners facing a large television, a full VHS system plugged in, a movie paused. You had known that Steve's parents were rich, but the finished basement and subtle expensive luxuries (you wondered how much a TV that size costed) were more than you could have imagined.

And standing by the TV were Nancy Wheeler and Robin Buckley. Nancy looked as annoyed as Steve and Eddie were, her arms crossed and her foot tapping, and you almost missed the way her eyes softened when she saw you. "Oh," Nancy started. "Who's this?"

"Eddie's girlfriend," Steve said quickly. "Now, I told you I had plans and shit, so why don't you go ahead and—"

"I'm Nancy," the girl told you, sticking out a hand towards you. You looked at Eddie, biting your bottom lip, and you were quick to shake Nancy's hand and tell her your name. "I know you; we were in Kaminsky's class together a few years ago."

"Oh, yeah," you said softly. You had hated chemistry and tried everything to forget it, and you seemed to have successfully forgotten about being in the same class as Nancy Wheeler. "I forgot, I guess."

"You and Eddie, huh?" Nancy said. "How did you meet?"

You stuttered for words, looking from Nancy to Eddie. His words still rang in your head, how people would make fun of you if they knew how you and him had met, and you were sure that Nancy would be one of the ones to do it. She had always seemed a little stuck-up, and it frightened you. "U-Um, I bought weed from him," you said. "And we just started talking, y'know?"

Eddie patted your back as he stepped from behind you, following Steve into a separate room, and you sighed a little when the door to the room closed. "Is that it?" Nancy asked. "You don't really strike me as the type to smoke."

"Um, I'm not," you said. "But my friends, they wanted me to buy it last week because they said that Eddie would like me and give me a discount."

"Did it work?" Nancy asked as Robin raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah," you said. "I ended up not paying for it."

Nancy shifted uncomfortably, and you did the same, feeling strange under her gaze. "Well, what did you do?" she asked. "'Cause Eddie wouldn't just not let you pay."

"Umm..." you started, looking at Nancy, then at Robin, and your shivering got too great. You needed to tell somebody, if for nothing else than to just share it. Keeping the secret was torture for you, and you were bursting to share it with someone. "You can't tell anyone, okay? Eddie said people would call me a... A, umm, what's it called? A slut. He said people would call me a slut."

"Oh, sweetheart," Nancy started. "What did Eddie make you do?"

"He didn't make me do anything," you said firmly. "I wanted to do it. But he asked me to lift up my shirt and show him my..." You hesitated to use the word that Eddie had, but Nancy's eyes went wide all the same in understanding.

"And you did?" she asked, and you nodded. "Oh my God, I can't believe him!"

"That's so fucked up," Robin said, frowning greatly. "I always told you that I didn't like Eddie, and here's why."

"I thought maybe there was something redeemable there," Nancy said. "But taking advantage of her like this—"

"He didn't do that," you told her quickly, fear flashing in your heart. You knew what 'taking advantage of' someone meant, and Eddie hadn't done that to you. "No, no, Daddy would never!"

"You call him Daddy?" Robin asked. "Does he makes you do that?"

"No," you said. "I-I thought it was cute..."

"What else has Eddie done?" Nancy asked. "Has he made you do anything else? Like, things you didn't like or didn't wanna do?"

"Well," you started. "Umm, we had a really weird phone call last Friday where he asked me what I was wearing and then told me he spilled something and made a mess. He was just acting funny, and it made me a little worried. A-And on Monday, he kissed me but I kinda wasn't ready for it. I, umm, always wanted Steve to be my first kiss, but that's okay; I'm not dating Steve, I'm dating Eddie."

"What a perv," Robin grumbled. "You know it's fine if you want to break up with him, right?"

"No," you said quickly, shaking your head. "I don't wanna. Da-Eddie is nice to me. I mean, sometimes he makes me wanna cry, but nobody can be totally nice all the time."

"What does he do?" Nancy asked. "Because boyfriends aren't supposed to make you cry."

You shrugged, picking at a thread on your dress. You felt like you had done something wrong and was being berated and punished for it, and the tingle of tears hit your face again. This time, though, you didn't hold them back. "M'sorry," you whimpered. "Please don't be mad."

"We're not mad," Nancy said quickly as Robin reached out towards you, and she took the Tupperware of cookies away and held your hands tightly, comfortingly. "Sweetheart, we're not mad at all. We're just making sure that Eddie's being nice to you, that's all."

"Daddy's nice," you mumbled. "I promise. Just sometimes he hurts my feelings."

"But boyfriends shouldn't do that," Nancy said. "Trust me, I know."

"Oh, yeah," you sniffled, remembering another reason why you didn't really like Nancy. "You used to date Stevie." Maybe it was childish to hold a grudge against her for dating your crush, but you certainly did.

"Right," Nancy said.

"And she was miserable," Robin interjected. "We just don't want you to be miserable, y'know?"

"Mhm," you mumbled as the door to the side room opened again, and Eddie came out with a smile on his face. The smile was wiped, though, as soon as he saw your sniffly nose and red eyes.

"Are you crying?" Eddie asked, coming to you in an instant, putting an arm around your middle. "Why're you crying, princess? Did Nancy say something?"

"No," you hiccuped, but Eddie shot Nancy and Robin a dirty look anyway.

"Get out," Eddie said. "You show up here uninvited, you upset my girl, the fuck's the matter with you?"

"You need to take a good, long look at yourself if you're asking what's wrong with me," Nancy spat back. "You are taking advantage of this poor girl, and that's not okay, you need to—"

"Nancy, you need to go," Steve added. "C'mon, it was funny but now you've made her cry. Nobody wants you here anyway."

"Fine," Nancy said. She turned to you, though, as Robin gave you back your cookies, and she said, "If you ever need someone to talk to, please don't hesitate to talk to us. Alright?"

"Okay," you sniffled, cowering into Eddie's chest, and he set a kiss on your forehead as Nancy and Robin gathered their stuff and left, sending searing stares to the boys the whole time.

"Aw, princess," Eddie cooed softly once the door upstairs slammed shut, and he smoothed his hands down your face, cleaning up your tears and smeared makeup. "Nancy's so mean, isn't she? It's okay, you shouldn't cry over her."

"She-She was saying such bad things about you!" you hiccuped, and Eddie hummed softly as he held you while you cried. "I tried to tell her that y-you aren't mean, but she wouldn't believe me!"

"I know," Eddie whispered. "Now you see why Steve and I don't like her."

"It's okay, baby," Steve added, and he pressed a kiss to your hair. It felt nice for the boys to be holding you and kissing you, and you sniffled back your tears as Eddie pulled you down to one of the recliners, moving to the side so you could have the bulk of the chair.

"You were so good, though," Eddie said. "Standing up for me and everything, that was very sweet of you."

"O-Of course," you said, wiping your nose. "I won't let anyone say anything bad about you."

"Good girl," Eddie said. He angled your head up to face him, and he kissed your mouth softly for a moment before he titled his head and deepened the kiss, letting his mouth fall open against yours. You followed his lead, not really sure exactly what you were doing, and you squeaked when Eddie pushed his tongue between your open lips and into your mouth.

"Daddy?" you mumbled, and Eddie's arms wound around you, his hand settling on your ass.

"It's okay," he whispered. "This is how boyfriends and girlfriends kiss each other. Just like this..." He kissed you again, his tongue pushing past your lips once more, and those tingles from last Friday returned to your belly.

You were acutely aware of Stevie still in the room, sitting in his own recliner, and, when Eddie's messy kisses moved to your neck, you craned your head to look to Steve. You jumped a little when you saw how intensely he was watching you, his eyes never leaving your face, and you started, "Stevie?"

"I'm right here, baby," Steve said easily. "Don't you wanna show me what a good girl you are for Daddy?"

Eddie's lips on your neck made you shiver, and you nodded. "I'll be good," you said, and Eddie smiled into your neck.

"I know you will," he said. "Do you wanna pull down your dress and show Steve your tits? He's been dying to see them."

You started to nod, but one thing stopped you: Nancy's words about how apparently wrong it was that Eddie had seen your tits. Even though he had said not to listen to her, a small part of you had, and you squirmed underneath Eddie as you considered that, if it was wrong for Eddie to see them, then it was definitely wrong for Stevie to see them. "Um, not tonight," you said softly. "Just wanna watch the movie, I think."

"That's okay," Eddie said quickly before Steve could speak. "We can do that. Nothing wrong with that, right, Steve?"

"Right," Steve said, but you caught the edge of disappointment in his voice. "Want a beer, Ed? M'gonna run and grab me one."

Eddie tugged his face out of your neck and resituated you two to better fit on the recliner together, his arm around you as you sat in his lap, your legs dangling over the arm of the chair. "I shouldn't, I'm driving," he said, and he gave your shoulders a squeeze. "And I've got precious cargo. Got any Dr. Pepper instead?"

"I can find some," Steve said, and he stood up from his seat. "Want anything, pumpkin?"

It took you a second to realize that you were pumpkin, Stevie's pumpkin, and you said, "Milk?"

"Milk?" Steve repeated, his eyebrows furrowing.

"For the cookies."

"Oh, yeah," Steve said. "For your tasty little cookies. How could I forget?"

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𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍 ft izana kurokawa

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: The gang leader of your boyfriend's rivalry team to a liking to you, his queen.

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: angst to fluff / ( ☆ )

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: yandere theme, jealousy, possessive and obsession, violence, languages, and death threat

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: HELLO! OMG, first of all, I am freaking out (not really) because I don't know how well this is gonna turn out. After all, it's been so long since I last made a one-shot with yandere themes! The last one was Shidou Ryusei's from Blue lock. But it wasn't gonna be half as gore (I think?) as this one! Hopefully, it was okay BUT let me know what you think in the comment! Happy reading xx (E/T known as eye types)

You were in the kitchen eating breakfast when your boyfriend came in 'Hey,' You bid eyeing up from the bowl of milk and cereal towards him. He got out a glass and poured cold water, chugging it down. 'I gotta go, Kakucho called and there'll be a meeting!' He kisses the crown of your head before he left the estate.

You blink a few times looking back at the spot he was at and the front door not far from the kitchen hall. You shrug continue eating, your acrylic nail made a tapping sound against the phone as you scroll using your other hand.

It was late, nearly a quarter of one but still no sign of your boyfriend. Izana was supposed to be exactly thirty minutes ago, max but here you are waiting for him yet the half-Filipino guy never made it back home until a phone call erupted the spacious hall.

'Where are you?'

'Hey, lovey, I don't think I'll be back tonight. There's been a mistake at work and I need to get it done. Kakucho will drop by to get you some food-' The passcode on the door is punched open and the sight of the scarred male arrived.

'He's here, see you!' You hung up the call and get the plastic bag from Kakucho 'Woah, this is a lot!'

'Izana asked me to get an extra, as an apology...' You huff, eyes on the heavy plastic bag 'Would you mind accompanying me?' He was reluctant but nodded nonetheless. 'You get this ready, I'm gonna bring us some fine wine!' You singsong as you skip to the wine restoring cabinet and get the finest wine, the one you got on your birthday.

Kakucho sat on the medium-sized couch whilst you sat on the main couch, getting comfortable 'But don't Izana have works for you?' You asked away, pouring down the wine into his wine cup. He shake his head 'I was done for the night, Izana is occupied because a new gang was requested to do private business with us.' You wiggle your brow at him 'Really, I guess that's why he was so busy the rest of the week.' He hums and bottoms up the drink while you did the same 'Ahh, this is so good! Here!' You gave him the whole bottle and smile lazily 'You should hide or throw it while you can, Izana will be pissed if he knows I drink more than a cup!' You hiccuped

'Already?' Kakucho chuckles and puts aside the wine, away from you. 'But the gang you was talking about, who are they?' He looks up from you, one brow furrowing 'Why do you want to know? Do you even know other gangs other than Tenjiku?' You pout at him 'Izana told me all of his business partners, I wanna know if I know this one!' You hiccup once more. Kakucho walks out to the kitchen to grab a water bottle and handed it to you.

'They're Doncan. Do you know them?' You gulp the drink and wipe off the access from the corner of your mouth 'Oh them - but aren't they like you guys, rivalry?' He handed you a proper napkin once he speaks up 'A new gang formed, and surprisingly gained lots of members in a few months. They wanted to take out the two top Japanese drug organizations. We had no choice but to join hands. It's a win-win situation anyway.' He shrugs gulping down another cup of wine. You look at the half-full glass with lust.

'I want more drink!' You snapped out of your thoughts and slap your face 'Easy Y/n if you hurt yourself I will be responsible for it. You know how Izana is...' You sigh in contempt, laying down on the couch with a faint thud 'My boyfriend is so dreamy! Always putting me first.' Your eyes hooded and sleepy 'You should sleep. I will take care of you until Izana's home.' You hum patting his arm through his suit and yawning 'Thank you Kakucho!'

The sun barely set when you woke up in bed, neatly tucked and hair tied just how you liked it. Your head was a bit sore from liquoring up so you got up but a light nudge held you back. You spun your head around seeing Izana in his sleeping attire with his glasses on and a laptop on his lap. His one hand was around your neck and collarbone while his other hand was used to scroll the sensor. 'You scared me!' You revealed as you turn your body around and went to hug him 'What time is it?'

'Barely seven.' He answered eyes never leaving the screen. He turns to you for a moment plastering a chaste kiss on your side temple 'I'm going to work at eight, not gonna be as busy as the other day so I was wondering if you want to follow me?' Your eyes lighted up, it's been so long - one week since you visited or even set foot inside the building.

'Sure, wake me up when it's time to go!' He hums petting your shoulder and caressing it.

You and Izana arrived at his workplace. The guards lined up already waiting for his arrival. You two got arms lined together as you two strode together inside the entrance.

'Ryo Yamada is inside your office room.' Informed Kakucho, stealing a glance and a quick smile your way. You two went inside the elevator accompanied by three of his men into the room. Two of them waited outside the door and you three get inside.

A man probably around your age neatly sit on the leather couch. His Rolex watch flexing inside the dimmed light room. 'There you are! And I see you bought one of your bitch.'

'Be careful how you speak, this is my fiancé.' Despite feeling stunned by the man's remark, you have a shake with him 'Y/n L/n.' He gladly took your hand placing a gentle kiss on your knuckle 'The pleasure is mine, Ryo Yamada.' Izana tears his face away from you and scoff 'Stand far from my missus, Ryo.' The man laughed, both of his hands beside his head.

'Chill Kurokawa, I won't devour the lady... Yet.' Izana was ready to pounce and forget about all this shitty assists from his gang but you held him back.

'It's okay,' He cooled down, adjusting his tie, and have a seat with the man in front of him, you at the side, half-listening.

Izana was not blind. He could see the look Ryo was giving you. That infamous dirty stare he laid upon his victims. Izana being Izana, he would've killed that man with a snap of his finger but every time you held his hand and assure him, he'll just sigh and try to cool his head down. Key Word: Try.

'Aw, come on don't try so hard and be so lovey-dovey! I might die because of jealousy!' He scowls lowly, eyes hooded over your figure. The tanned hand of Izana had reached for his back pocket where he kept his gun. One wrong move again and he'll shoot without hesitation.

'Now business aside,' He man-spread on the chair, hands over his knees with his eyes bore from you to Izana then back to you 'How long have you two known each other?'

'That was none of your' - He was cut by you 'We met in 2005. Izana just got released from juvenile and he was with my brother. Izana calls it 'Love at the first glance.' You chuckle tearing your eyes from Ryo to Izana to see he had already looked at you. That sharp purple eyes of his relaxed in you.

'That's cringe.' His pupils diverted. Hell no, Izana won't let anyone, he means anyone and not even Kakucho to insult how he fell in love with you. It wasn't cringe or drama-like. It was Izana Kurokawa falling in love with you. No matter what, he won't take comments about how he fell in love with you. His haven and his majesty.

His gaze turns from you to Ryo. A fast motions whistle and a scream erupted inside the soundproof room. Ryo was shot right in the knee. His knee busted open out from his expensive slack. A painful agony scream erupts once more. His eyes were bloodshot.

'F'ckin hell! That hurts!' Izana eyes weren't quiver even one bit. His eyes were steady and plain. 'One wrong move again. And I'll make not to miss that thick skull head of yours.' He planted the gun to his forehead mimicking the 'Bang' sound 'You should've thought about the worst consequences before you came barking at my queen, you pathetic loser.'

'Fuck this useless negotiation. With your gang or without, Tenjiku will remain at the top. You and all that shitty gangs below us can fucking rot in hell.' He finished opening up the door as Ryo's guards rush inside. A blood war was incoming but by that time, Kakucho had made sure to put you and Izana back inside the car and to your mansion.

'That scumbag.' You sighed bringing Izana into a hug. Your hand fished inside your purse to grab a pack of tissue wiping off the warm blood stained off his cheeks and lips.

'He won't get his way with you.' He scoops you in his arms earning a small yelp from you, but once you relaxed you laugh 'He won't. Never will.' Noses touching. His eyes find their way to your E/T ones.

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cookie-crumblr · 6 months

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The Smell of Smoke

Innocent F! Reader x M!Yandere Bully OC

Part 3~

His Info: 🖕✨

Part: 1 2 3 4

!!!MINORS DNI!!!

CW: !F reader, use of she/her when referring to reader, reader has a vagina, YANDERE, DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT, name calling (bitch, slut, ), BULLY, NSFW, NON CON GANG BANG, multiple partners, SA. violence against reader, burning, drugged reader(pot edible), (is this angst?), choking

It sprays directly into his face.

“You’re gonna get it bitch!” He let’s go in favor of rubbing his eyes. “You’re not-AHG!-not even supposed to have shit like that on campus!”

Shit… You know he’s right. You really shouldn’t have. At least you’ve never been in trouble before. Maybe the headmaster will have mercy.

You laugh on your way down the stairs, thankfully you tumble slow enough to make it out at the bottom unscathed.

“Oh ho ho, what do we have here?” Ezra’s voice comes from behind and you freeze.

“E-Ezra!? s-sorry! I-I didn’t know she was—” The guy stumbled on his way down, still not able to see past burning tears.

“She’s not. Now get out.” Only two of his gang members are nearby, but the weight of his status would carry even if he was alone. “You,” He points to one of them, “make sure he doesn’t rat this bitch out.”

Before the guy’s backs are even out of veiw, Ezra’s hand is in your hair, pulling you up painfully to his hunched over, but still tall, level. You struggle to hold yourself up in effort to lessen the pain in your scalp.

“Looks like somebody just broke a huge rule and…” He stares into your eyes, “Are you high~? on campus~?”

The realization hits you hard. “You mean…”

“Ya better cooperate if ya don’t wanna get in trouble”

Tears prick at your eyes.

No…

At this point you already know not to defy him.

You nod your head yes.

“Good slut.” He throws you forward into a walk in front of him.

You think a of running, but your body feels so heavy and hot. The more you stumble the more Ezra pushes you, but he doesn’t seem angry. In fact, the worse you get, the happier he looks.

You start to giggle again, unaware of your sealed fate.

Your vision is hazy, everything feels like a dream.

Ezra almost completely misses the door, he’s too busy paying close attention to the haphazard swaying of your body.

He wraps an arm around your neck to pull you back a few steps, “Huh? Woah!” his skin feels so warm, you practically snuggle into him. Along with being so close to his body is the almost nostalgic scent that comes from him. It permeates your senses making you dizzy.

Ezra is taken completely back by you, watching you forget everything in that moment, as if you’re just an innocent little puppy in a field. For just a split second, he has a feeling he can’t quite explain or label. In the next, it’s gone.

He’s infuriated.

You are infuriating him.

And he’s going to make sure you suffer.

You’re still giggling at first, as your guts twist into knots trying to warn you of the danger you’re in.

“Be as rough as you want with this one,” He throws your disheveled form into the room with a dozen or so men.

Lewd heat spreads between your thighs.

The first couple of guys step forward and it sets in.

For some reason you look desperately to Ezra to save you. Even after everything he’s done to you, you search his face for any empathy at all.

You see nothing.

Your heart sinks, and your body shakes, as too many hands start to assault you.

Ezra lights a cigarette, and pulls out his phone, he’s unable to meet your big pleading puppy dog eyes with his own.

“E-Ezra…?” neither of you know why you call to him, begging him to please make them stop.

For it all to just be a joke this time maybe.

But he appears unbothered to you, and you quickly and quietly give up.

Silent sobs wrack you.

Before long and you’re stripped naked, the men have you on your knees, straddling one of them, with another behind you, one is in front of your and two on both sides.

Guiltily, there’s so much heat between your legs it’s practically unbearable, you resist the urge to move.

Disgusted by yourself and your situation, your mind reels… It takes you far, far away as the first dicks touch and rub and penetrate you.

They take everything from you.

Any peace you’ve felt, any hope you had, any dignity and happiness.

You are becoming a shell as a repulsive pleasure fills you.

They rub you and bite you, and suck on you as they pound into you. The way you bounce from one shoves you into the others, you reach for purchase only for your hands to be filled with more cocks.

Ezra finaly walks over to you but it’s to grab you roughly by your hair, he pulls his lighter back out in his other hand.

You try and shake your head no. No! No, Please! as he brings the heat closer to your skin.

He plays with the flame under your forearm. It feels like you might actually be catching on fire, it burns horrendously.

When you cry out, not even registering your own voice, another stranger’s dick stuffs your throat.

Before long everything hurts and the burning is becoming unbearable.

You aren’t sure where they all end and you begin.

You aren’t sure where you even are in this anymore.

Ezra’s smoke hangs in the air above you.

You smell it over all the sweat and musky bodies around you.

One of the men even finds your bulging throat and squeezes it.

You see thick stars fast.

Your body becomes too hot to bear any longer, and you shake with an overwhelming orgasm. Tears you hadn’t noticed thicken as they fall down your cheeks.

You feel sick as the men start to finish inside and all over you. They slowly pull out of your sopping holes, and you think for a second it’s over.

Then you realize they’re all just taking turns.

You open your mouth on your own this time, hoping if you just cooperate with them it will be over sooner.

Your hips start to move all on their own, in tune with them, and soon you’re all one.

Once they’re all spent, they throw you onto the ground. Some of them take your clothes on their way out.

You are left with nothing. physically and mentally.

Ezra turns back to glance over your abused and dirty body and stands still just long enough for you to notice.

He then flicks his burning cigarette butt at you and slams the door behind him.

You don’t know how long you even lay there, sticky, cold, and in agony.

You might have even passed out a couple of times, but you can’t even tell the difference between the two, until a thin stream of light comes through the doorway.

“D-don’t…” You weakly cry out, hoarsely and almost too quiet to hear.

They take you to the ER.

When you wake up, you scream.

Ezra is leaning against the wall, arms crossed, until he sees you stir and rushes over.

His hand slaps over your mouth to silence you.

“Shhhh! Are you fuckin’ done?”

You nod vigorously.

He slowly pulls away, and shoves his hand in his pocket.

He leans over you against the wall, “I didn’t think you’d wake up so soon…” His eyes are trained on your shaking legs.

“Wh-what a-re you doing h-here?”

A guy with fluffy pink hair enters the room with a tray of food in his hands, and a frown on his face. “You still haf’ta eat—”

Both you and Ezra slowly and silently look over to him.

“Oh, hey! You’re awake” He looks down to the tray and back up to you. “I’ll go grab another one of these!”

… He shifts uncomfortably.

“A-are you gonna be okay?” He inspects your eyes from afar.

You glance at Ezra, who’s still leaning over you.

If he was going to hurt you he would.

“mhm,” you nod with a shrug.

He sighs in relief as he leaves the tray, and then walks out the door.

Clearing your throat you ask, “What are you doing here?” with more energy and confidence, managing to steel yourself. Though your voice is still hoarse.

“I… Don’t know.” he sounds unusually uncertain.

“You don’t know?”

“No! I said I don’t!” He turns away to knock a chair onto the floor. You jump and yip, and he spins back around, his eyes wider for a second. “Stop!” He steps closer again.

“Stop what!? You’re the one tormenting me!” You meet his volume.

“Just… Stop…! I don’t know!” He leans swiftly toward you causing you to jump, “Just… Shut up.” His voice is as cruel as his face, but his words are quiet. His eyes soft.

He grabs your chin and squeezes you between his finger and thumb, turning your face to his.

In the same moment he brings his lips to yours.

His scent fills you, along with a tingling warmth.

You’re too dumbfounded and dizzy to move “mm!” you moan quietly and high pitched without meaning to.

His hold on you becomes… Gentle.

He pets your head, and shushes you.

You didn’t notice you were crying.

The heels of your little fists come to your eyes as you begin to sob, he continues to lean over you, an arm against the wall.

Before he can let you finish crying on your own, the other man walks in again, a second tray in his grasp.

“Oh no! you’ll let the food get cold!” He rushes over to dote on you.

“I need’a smoke,” Ezra slowly stands, before leaving without glancing back.

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watchmegetobsessed · 1 year

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JUST HOW FAST THE NIGHT CHANGES (part 1)

A/N: i have no idea where im going with this, im literally just running into the darkness here, so be patient hehe, but here is high school reunion harry!

PAIRING: Harry x High-School-Best-Friend!Reader

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You stare up at the banner once again, your eyes stopping at that one letter that’s crooked. You didn’t notice it up close when you were painting it and now it’s driving you crazy, even though Bee assured you she didn’t even notice it.

But she wouldn’t notice if you shaved your head either, so it doesn’t help the situation.

“It’s fine,” you whisper to yourself, reading the ‘Good Luck Harry!’ sign over again, the crooked letter H making fun of you before you turn your gaze away.

The whole gang is here, all of Harry’s closest friends from class. Bee is taking care of the snacks in the corner, Joshua is playing on his phone sitting on the rundown sofa, Beckham is next to him, shouting directions Josh is probably not taking and Chloe is blowing up the last balloons left while Lucas is helping her tying them, but his eyes keep wandering over to Bee just a few feet away.

It all looks and feels like a usual gathering in Chloe’s family’s basement, the place you’ve hung out at almost every day after school the past few years, but today is a special day. Harry is stepping on the road to fame tomorrow so this could easily be the last time the whole group is here together.

“Nothing will change, maybe I’ll be out after the first round, who knows?” Harry told you several times when he saw you get sad about a possible future where he is not here or at school with you every day.

You just smiled at him every time and ignored the ache in your chest.

While Bee is the closest to you out of your group of friends, Harry has a special place in your heart. You practically grew up together, you went to the same kindergarten though you weren’t quite friends, then you became classmates and by the end of second grade your little gang was formed and your crush on Harry started your interest in boys. With his bright, light green eyes and mop of curls he woke those butterflies right up in your belly with just one smile.

“He’s here!” Chloe’s mum calls out from upstairs and you get everyone in order, lined up under the banner as you wait for Harry to join the little party.

You hear his muffled voice, he asks Chloe’s mum how she is as always before the door at the top of the stairs opens and his footsteps rush down until he finally comes into view.

“Surprise!” you all shout, earning a shocked expression that quickly turns into a goofy grin as he walks down the last few steps, joining the group.

“What is this?” he asks, looking around the basement.

“This is our way of wishing you good luck for tomorrow,” Chloe smiles brightly, rolling on her heels.

“Your farewell party,” Joshua adds with a snort and you poke his ribs.

“It’s not a farewell party!” you tell him off.

“Don’t act like I’m gonna be dead from tomorrow,” Harry laughs.

“If you sing horribly, you will be dead to me,” Beckham deadpans as everyone laughs.

“Come on, you guys. Nothing will change, I promise.”

“You won’t forget about your best mates, will you?” Bee pouts her lips before wrapping her arms around Harry.

“Never,” he smirks, squeezing the girl tightly.

Even though it’s supposed to be a party, it feels like just another afternoon, hanging out after school. The boys are playing video games, this time Chloe is trying to learn to use the console as well while Bee is cheering on her. You’re sitting in the bean bag with Harry, just watching them, not feeling like participating this time.

“Hey, you alright?” Harry bumps his shoulder against yours. He probably notices how you’ve been zoned out on the screen for the past ten minutes without even processing anything that happened in the game.

“Yeah,” you nod, sinking your teeth into your bottom lip. “Just… thinking.”

“About what?”

You shrug, but you know he will make you give him an answer either way.

“I’m a little scared.”

“Of what?”

“Tomorrow.”

“Shouldn’t I be the one being scared?” he chuckles, but you can only give him a weak smile. “I already told you, nothing will change.”

“You can’t know that.”

“Okay, I have no idea what the outcome of the audition will be, but I know I don’t want to lose my best friends,” he says, looking around with a smile.

“But you won’t have time for us when you’ll be an international rockstar.”

“I’ll always have time for you, Y/N,” he softly says and the way he said it has the butterflies dancing around in your stomach instantly. He didn’t say he’ll have time for the group, he talked about only you.

“Promise?” you ask, peeking at him.

“Promise,” he nods and wrapping an arm around your shoulders he pulls you against him and you happily move into him.

Nervously playing with your fingers you think of the object that’s tucked away in your pocket, this feels like the right moment to bring out. Hopefully Harry won’t think it’s childish. Digging into your pocket you pull the bracelet out and look up at Harry anxiously.

“I have something for you.”

His eyes snap down to meet yours as you adjust in the bean bag so you can hold the bracelet out.

“I made it for you, so you’ll never forget me, not even when you’ll be a superstar.”

The bracelet lies in your palm and he takes it, holding it closer to his face to have a better look at it. It’s a simple bracelet made from colorful beads, one of them has his name’s first letter, another one has yours and a smiley face between them. Originally, you wanted to put a heart there, but you thought that would be too mushy.

“You don’t have to wear it if you think it’s ridiculous or something…”

“I love it,” he says as he rolls it over his hand and onto his wrist, holding it up in front of the two of you. Your heart skips a beat and heat rushes to your cheeks, you can only hope he hasn’t noticed the effect this gesture had on you.

Harry turns to you, the corners of his lips curling upwards as his eyes keep moving between yours and you can feel a moment happening.

You can’t stop your gaze from peeking down at his lips for a second and you actually catch him doing the same. Your heart is hammering in your chest so wildly, he might even hear it. He angles his body so he is more turned towards you and the basement stops existing around you for a split second, convinced that he is about to kiss you.

And then Beckham starts shouting at the screen, jumping up from the couch, completely destroying the moment.

Curling your lips into your mouth you quickly turn away and glue your eyes to the TV, but process nothing of what’s happening in the game. You can only feel how Harry’s thigh is pressed against yours and you swear you can feel him stare at the side of your head, but you’re too scared to look.

Maybe you read the whole thing wrong. Maybe it was nothing and he had absolutely no intention of kissing you.

It couldn’t have been real, he is Harry and you’re Y/N, he is about to be famous and you’ll be stuck right where you are. There’s no way he would have made a move. Not now, not here and not on you.

The party stretches a little longer than it usually does and eventually what ends it is that Harry needs to wake up early in the morning, so everyone heads home.Beckham gets picked up by his sister. Joshua lives just down the street so he is off on foot and Lucas, Joshua and Bee take the bus. You see a hint of annoyance on Lucas’ face when Joshua says he is going with them, he must have hoped to be alone with Bee.

You and Harry are the last ones to leave, on your bikes as usual. Your house is always the first one and though it’s a little longer for him to stop there, he always tags along, makes sure you’re home safe before heading home.

This time is no different, but through the ride you can only think about how this might be the last time the two of you share this ride home from Chloe’s. And it feels horrible.

Harry has told you several times that he won’t stop being your friend, whatever happens tomorrow at the audition. That he’ll always be there for you. But deep down you know nothing will be the same and these are promises he might not be able to keep because of reasons out of his control. When his career takes off he won’t be able to just come home and hang out only because you miss him. He might be on the other side of the globe, in an entirely different time zone so phone calls wouldn’t work with your schedule either.

It breaks your heart to imagine a life where Harry is not in your friend group. Where he is not your best friend.

When you spot your house down the road you fight the urge to slow down and turn around. He would think you’re silly, but you just want this moment to last forever, because right now, you have him, but after tomorrow, he’ll slip out of your hands and you can’t do anything about it.

Harry waits as you roll your bike into the garage and meet him at your front door.

“Call me when you know the results tomorrow,” you say with a small smile and you try your best to make it look genuine.

You feel terrible, but part of you is hoping he won’t get in, because that means he’ll come back home and life will continue to be the same as before. You’re such a horrible friend…

“Of course, you’ll be the first one to know if I embarrass myself in front of the whole country,” he chuckles, trying to make a joke out of it as always. He’s been playing it cool, like this audition is no big deal, but you know him enough to notice the signs that give away just how nervous he is.

You’re looking for the right words, to say something, anything to him, but at last you have nothing so you just move forward and wrap him in a tight hug. He lets go of his bike, it falls to the side with a thud as he locks you in his arms with just as much enthusiasm.

“Good luck, Harry,” you mumble against his hoodie, squeezing him tight one last time before letting him go.

“Thanks, Y/N,” he smiles as he steps back to his bike.

You stand there and watch him roll out to the road, he glances back at you once more, lifting a hand up in the air in a wave before disappearing down the road.

Harry’s phone buzzes with a text just as he exits the gym, his yellow North Face jacket swallowing his muscular form as the cold London air hits his sweaty cheeks. He makes sure his beanie is covering as much of his head as possible, a pair of sunglasses added for more privacy, though he just knows some fans will recognize him on his way home.

He makes his way down the street as he pulls his phone out of his pocket, a smile stretching across his face when he sees a message from Beckham in the group chat.

BECKHAM: Alright, place is reserved from 7, don’t be fucking late because I won’t have the server’s disapproving looks. Can’t wait to see you all.

More messages start to flow in, everyone joking around about arriving hours late just to get on Beckham’s nerves. Harry’s eyes twinkle with extra shine when he sees some special names up on the screen, Chloe, Bee, Joshua and Lucas all chime in, Joshua even writes that Beckham should have just namedropped Harry and everything would be fine. God, he can’t wait to see his old mates again!

He can’t believe it’s been ten years since his class graduated. Technically, he wasn’t part of it since he finished school privately once his career took off, but they were kind enough to include him in the anniversary as well and he wouldn’t miss it for anything. He made sure it could fit in his schedule before he goes back to touring.

He types in a quick reply.

HARRY: Beck, use me all you want. I’m giving you the right. But I’ll be there on time.

The conversation keeps rolling and Harry watches the text pop up one after the other, but he really is just looking for one name.

A name he hasn’t seen since a text weeks ago.

While the whole class is happy to come together and the group chat is almost always buzzing, you haven’t been active at all, only let them know you’d be coming at the beginning, but it’s been radio silence since then.

Harry has been fighting the urge to text you for weeks now. He would be lying if he said seeing you again after all this time does not affect him in any way. He has mixed feelings about the last decade when it comes to you.

His life changed so much and so fast after the audition that he couldn’t keep up with his promise. Not all of them, at least. Before he could process what was happening around him, he was out of school and on the road with his new band, one album came after the other and he could never be part of his friends’ life the way he wanted to.

He tried to come home as often as he could, but they all knew it would never be the same again. He kept in touch with the group for a long time, with you too. But as you all started to grow up and go on your separate paths, fallout was inevitable.

But it hurt the most when it came to you, because you were always more special to him than the rest of the group.

The two of you stayed in touch for a while, you were still talking when you started college, but it consumed so much of your time and Harry’s career was skyrocketing, you simply couldn’t keep up with the pace anymore.

He kept an eye on you though, following you on Instagram, seeing the posts you uploaded, glimpses of your life, major events, things Harry would have loved to be there for you, but he couldn’t. After a while, he wasn’t even sure you’d want to talk to him, after all, he didn’t keep his promise and you drifted apart and he still hasn’t gotten himself over that.

He swallows the disappointment down as he locks his phone and slips it back into his pocket, quickening his pace.

Harry somehow stayed the closest to Beckham. It’s been over a year since the last time he saw him, but they kept in touch through texts, so they made plans to meet up before heading to the restaurant where the reunion will be happening.

Knowing he’ll definitely have a few drinks, Harry gets in a taxi and makes his way to Beckham’s place where he lives with his girlfriend.

At the beginning Nadine was way out of Beckham’s league. She’s a lawyer, the kind of woman you look at and know that she has her life together, always had. Beckham, on the other hand, was always a lost soul, well, right until he met Nadine. She brought the best out of him and pushed him to start an IT career. It’s been two years, now they live together and Beckham is no longer the lost boy he used to be.

He pays for the ride and hops up the stairs of the townhouse, ringing the doorbell. Moments later Nadine opens the front door.

“Harry, hi! So nice to see you again! She smiles from behind her stylish glasses. They have only met twice, but she always greets him as if they’ve known each other forever. “Come on in, Beckham is getting dressed. Do you want something to drink?”

“No, I’m alright, thank you,” he returns her smile upon walking into the foyer. A phone starts ringing somewhere in the kitchen and Nadine sighs.

“I have to take this, I’m sorry. Make yourself home though!”

Before he could say something she’s gone so he walks into the living room, his eyes instantly landing on the dozens of photo frames hanging on the wall. Bits and moments of the pair’s life as a couple and before they knew each other well. Harry sees a lot of unknown faces, but he spots the familiar ones too.

His gaze lands on one particular picture that has the group in it, taken in the basement at Beckham’s 14th birthday. Piled up on the couch, everyone is laughing and grinning, he recalls Lucas said something funny before the photo was snapped. He is on the left end of the couch, pressed up between the arm and you and you’re partially sitting on his lap since there wasn’t much room. He remembers this moment, how he could smell your shampoo, the urge to curl his arm around your waist to pull you more against him, but he was too scared to make a move. If he remembers right, he felt like you got nervous when Chloe pushed you and your back pressed against his chest fully. His heart was drumming in his chest, his nose brushed against your hair and he knew his cheeks were turning red when one of your hands ended up on his thigh. He thought of asking you out that evening when the two of you biked home, but chickened out at last.

He still wonders what you’d have said, if things would be different now if he ever manned up before his life changed entirely.

“Hey man! Sorry to make you wait.”

Beckham walks in, fixing the cuffs of his shirt before holding out a hand to Harry that he takes with a friendly shake.

“It’s alright.”

Beckham’s eyes wander to the picture he just saw his friend eyeing and a knowing smile stretches across his face.

“Nervous to see her again?”

“No,” Harry chuckles, but he can’t fool him. “I’m not even sure she’ll want to talk to me,” he adds quietly.

“It’s not like you guys had a big fight, don’t worry about it. I’m sure she’s glad to see you again.”

“She told you that?”

“Nope,” Beckham chuckles, patting Harry’s back. “Come on, let’s get going.”

Harry has been extremely excited to meet his ex-classmates. He was eager to see how much they all changed, where their life is going now, he knew it would be fun to see all the different paths they took even if he hasn’t seen these people in over a decade.

The sense of familiarity that takes over him upon arriving is so comforting. Suddenly, he feels fourteen again, messing around at school with his mates, planning to play football after classes or getting ice-cream.

They are situated in the back of the restaurant, around one long table. There are some people that are a bit late, everyone starts off with a drink, greeting old friends and the conversation starts to flow instantly.

Harry’s company is in high demand, of course, and he is happy to catch up with anyone and everyone that comes up to him. He makes sure to ask them too so it’s not just him talking. He wants to avoid being the center of attention, tonight shouldn’t be about just him, but everyone else equally.

As time passes by he finds his gaze wandering towards the entrance every time someone walks in, looking for one particular person. Ten minutes, fifteen, twenty, you’re late to dinner and he fears you might not even come at all.

“She’s just running late because of work,” Chloe comments when she catches him eyeing the door again.

“Huh?”

“If you thought you were playing it cool, you’re not,” she chuckles, sipping on her cocktail. “She’ll be here any minute.”

He hums, chewing on his bottom lip as he forces himself not to stare at the entrance.

As everyone starts to settle around the table Harry slips out to use the restroom quickly. Just as he is walking back, smoothing his hand over his shirt, his eyes move over to the door once again and this time he finally sees you walk in.

And he can feel his world turning upside down.

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anonymousbeefriendfanfics · 1 year

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My Thoughts on Touchstarved

So, I've finished the demo! Let me start off by saying that I love the story! The concept is awesome, I adore that you can choose your own background, I love how immersive the setting is, everything is just... amazing. I can't wait for the full game to come out! Especially with all the special treats we're getting from the Kickstarter goals, it's going to be fantastic! And now, my friends, I shall share with you my thoughts & Headcannons for each of our lovely love interests, in order of appearance. If you'd like to see more, my requests are open!! I haven't gotten any for Touchstarved yet but I'm itching to write for them, I just... need some inspiration, so the more the merrier!

Kuras

First of all: pretty. I love his design, it's wonderful. He looks so ethereal! And very doctor-y, which was the point.

Can we talk about the hair, though???? How cool is that?? I love it. It looks very soft and fluffy. And so long... Could you imagine sleeping next to him? You wake up and you're drowning in floof.

He's very kind and gentle, but is obviously holding back. He distances himself from people, and like everybody else on this list, he needs to find someone he can really trust to open up and be himself with.

And he stays so busy, like... when does he ever take the time to relax? I know the city needs him and his clinic, but he deserves some time off, too.

To be honest Kuras gives me kinda like.... asexual vibes? Maybe demisexual? Idk, maybe I'm reading too much into him being reserved, but. I just feel like he either wouldn't be interested or he'd want to fall in love with someone before taking them to bed.

Leander

I love him, he's incredible. So talented, so kind!! I love the respect the Bloodhounds have for him, and how willing he is to go out of his way to help a stranger.

Also he blushes very easily and I love it, he's absolutely adorable

I am very very curious how he got so much skill with magic, because that doesn't seem to be normal. I bet it has something to do with his secret.

He very clearly has some serious trauma in his past, too. I wonder how he got that scar, if it has anything to do with his magic, if it is indeed the same scar running from his face to his arm....

Seems like he drowns his trauma in alcohol, his gang, and keeping himself very busy. Poor thing clearly doesn't get as much sleep as he should.

I think he just wants to be loved, but he's afraid to let himself be too vulnerable.

Vere

Foxboy Foxboy Foxboy Foxboy Fox-

Can I just say that I'm a little bit in love with his design. I mean I am with all of them but. Especially Vere. I love foxes and it's just. *Chef's kiss*

He's a cocky lil son of a biscuit tho. That tongue of his is quite sharp... as are his teeth~

I feel like he'd flirt with a Soulless to get what he wanted. In actuality he'd just murder it, but... you get my point. You're never sure if he's gonna seduce you or slit your neck.

Literally if Sage and Rime from Last Legacy had a child.

He's absolutely not trustworthy but I wanna get to the bottom of things and form that trust with him.

Romancing him would be very interesting. He's always three seconds away from eating you, but the question is... will he eat your soul, or your [redacted]?

Ais

He reminds me far too much of my friend's OC, and for that, I am the sliiiightest bit obsessed with him. At least that gives me a headstart on his characterization.

Would sell you to Satan for one cornchip, but fortunately MC interests him enough to keep them around

And Princess???? Oh my god. My heart. I adore her, I adore him, yes please

And he calls the MC "Sparrow"!!! That's absolutely precious. I love how he has nicknames for people, it's wonderful

Ais seems like the person who will tell you he doesn't care what happens to you and you can go get yourself killed for all he cares, then move heaven and earth to save you once you're even slightly in danger.

Mhin

Baby needs a hug. Enough said.

l absolutely adore them. They have stolen my heart.

And yes, maybe I do have the slightest bit of a savior complex, shut up. I'm just addicted to the hurt/comfort angst of it all, okay?

Literally hates everyone and everyone hates them (Except for, y'know, Kuras) because they're such a grumpy little loner and dear god just let me love you, let me teach you what love is.

They definitely fit into the whole "stronger than they appear" archetype because they're specifically mentioned to be pretty scrawny, but they have an impressive amount of strength and holy hells they're good with that dagger. That's incredible skill

I just. I want to break down those walls and earn their trust and teach them they have someone they can rely on who won't betray them, no matter what happens or how dark things get.

I just want to cuddle them and reassure them that everything's gonna be alright, is that a crime?

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coralnotcotton · 2 years

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EVERYTHING FOUND ON THE DELTARUNE WEBSITE

Everything is found directly from https://deltarune.com/sweepstakes/.

https://deltarune.com/icee/

This link leads to a post made by Noelle. At the bottom, it has a link to Dess: https://deltarune.com/december/. The broken link is intentional, because other links that don’t exist on the website lead to the Toby dog sleeping. (ex. https://deltarune.com/anything). This Toby dog also occasionally is seen dancing with maracas. When clicked, it plays a lullaby.

https://deltarune.com/dess/

If the link https://deltarune.com/december/ is changed to https://deltarune.com/dess/, a guitar shows up on screen. When clicked, it plays a song, which is an acoustic color of “Lost Girl”. The website title is “* (It’s a red guitar.)”

https://deltarune.com/code/

Another banner which shows up after https://deltarune.com/icee/ is this website. There’s a comment section, and it seems to be a conversation between holidaygirl1225 (Noelle) and smartgenius5554738292 (probably Berdly) about getting prank called. The sound button plays a Christmas-themed song, similar to jingle bells. If the number after smartgenius’s user is called, it simply gives an invalid number message, as it’s a fake one.

https://deltarune.com/secret/

The third and final banner which rarely shows up leads you here. The second door leads you to a picture of plush Ralsei, and the website is titled “You won!” The seventh door leads to a picture of PIPIS, and is titled “You lost!” The 12th door leads to a picture of an empty gumball machine, and too, says that you won. Door 13 gives you this image, and says you won:

Credit to https://www.tumblr.com/lofthousezzz for finding this out, but this is a clear reference and screenshot of https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Superbad_(website)! Thanks!

https://deltarune.com/chair/

The final door in this section of the website is the 15th, which redirects you to https://deltarune.com/chair/. It’s a blue chair, and when clicked on, it gets all glitchy and an ominous sound effect plays. The website title turns from “But what if it could...” to “... get darker than dark?” Occasionally, if you click it enough, there will be a Spamton eye jumpscare, and the page will close out on itself. When you exit back to the doors page, it’s titled, “You won?”

Oh boy. Mid-post, I stumbled upon about 50 more website redirects. Save me. This next website thread is gonna be a long one, and credit to my friend Rogul for finding it.

When you click on the first shirt in the prizes section, there’s a blue link. It’ll lead you to:

https://deltarune.com/ramb/

It seems to be a lonely door in the dark until clicked on, where all the lights turn on and you’re in the Green Room.

When the right door is clicked, it leads you to https://deltarune.com/tv/. The website title is “* It’s off.” and supposedly, there is no way to interact with it.

When the left door is clicked, it leads you to https://deltarune.com/weather/. This includes two new character sprites, and when clicked, it shows this, along with a repeating GIF of them swinging their spears:

Finally, when the star door is clicked, it leads to https://deltarune.com/changingroom/. The title is “(Private...), and when the bath curtain is clicked, it comes up with one of the shadow men screaming in surprise before immediately closing the curtain again. Occasionally, it comes up with a rotating Lancer, and when he is clicked, it redirects to https://deltarune.com/lancer/. This is the equivalent of a Lancer rickroll. Thanks, Toby. When the shadow man is clicked on while the curtain is open, it gives this video at https://deltarune.com/shadowmen/: (I can’t upload the video since I’m posting outside of Beta, but it’s a fight between the fun gang and shadow men. You have to, quite literally, knock their socks off to spare them. They also wear some fancy clothes in the fight.)

https://deltarune.com/sighting/

But wait! There’s more!

If you go to the Spamton toilet paper (never thought I’d be saying that), there’s a link which redirects you to https://deltarune.com/sighting/ in the description. It’s Spamton on the toilet. Yeah, the title is also “SIGHTING 1997″.

https://bluebubble.rodeo/

(EDIT: On the toilet paper, there's a link printed onto it: https://bluebubble.rodeo/. It leads to these two sprites of Kris and Susie, and the title is “Get ready for 2 minutes of mildly entertaining shoot-out action!”)

Credit to https://www.tumblr.com/cloud-lad for finding this.

https://deltarune.com/dog/

If you do the same but look in the description of the Spamton belt, it leads you to https://deltarune.com/dog/. This is all it does when you click on it, as well as play some dramatic tunes. The title is “HALL OF FAME”.

The link in the Lancer cookie is simply just another Lancer rickroll. (https://deltarune.com/lancer/)

https://deltarune.com/catpetterz/

This is found when you go into the cardboard box’s description. The music plays some eerie, messed-up version of the game’s theme. Sort of reminds me of the Bad Egg from when you messed up modding in the old Pokemon games.

https://deltarune.com/egg/

When you click on “Until one day...”, it leads you to https://deltarune.com/egg/.

https://deltarune.com/man/

Credit to https://noelle-holi-gay.tumblr.com/post/695672563314065408 for finding this secret page! I can’t find the way to get to it, but it exists here: https://deltarune.com/man/. The title is “* (Behind the tree.).”

https://deltarune.com/blink/

They’re also the one who found https://deltarune.com/blink/, which is a gif of Susie blinking. The title is simply “What?”

I’m unsure of how they originally got to this, but it can also be found in the description of the 3D celebrity photo cube, as of the 150k mark.

https://deltarune.com/kris_dreemurr_kris/

A new Deltarune donation goal has been unlocked! In the heart locket section, a link leads to https://deltarune.com/kris_dreemurr_kris/, which seems to be posted by Noelle since it has the same title as most of her other account posts. It’s also Kris who plays the piano, probably. The audio is of a piano being played, almost frantically.

I haven’t included the Ralsei Nurse Plush link, and that’s because it’s the fight scene with the shadow men which we’ve already seen. (https://deltarune.com/shadowmen/)

https://deltarune.com/bluecircle/

New donation goal with a new link! At the bottom of the PIPIS bath rug’s description, you can find this link: https://deltarune.com/bluecircle/. The link at the bottom leads to the code page (https://deltarune.com/code/), which we have already found.

https://deltarune.com/the_n3w3st_g1rl_g1rl/

In the description of the Noelle watch, there’s a link which leads here. It’s talking about Kris and Susie’s relationship in Noelle’s point of view.

https://deltarune.com/d_a_m_n_y_o_u_t_e_n_n_a/

This seems like extremely important lore! It’s in the description of the Spamton wedding ring, and when clicked, it leads to a message from Spamton. The title is “DELETE THIS !” and when the television is clicked, it turns into static with a static sound effect. The website title then turns into “YOU’RE EARLY!”

EDIT: Credit to https://www.tumblr.com/lillybean730 for finding this and telling me about it in the comment section! https://www.tumblr.com/theundertalesansguy also contacted me about it through message! If the area beneath “EVERYONE... EVERYONE EXCEPT...” is highlighted, it says, “... Mike...”

EDIT 2: HEY! Check out this theory about Mike and Tenna being separate people here! https://jahmocha.tumblr.com/post/695756183040032768/oh-my-god-we-were-wrong-about-mike-mike

https://deltarune.com/d_a_m_n_y_o_u_t_e_n_n_a/ pt. 2

Credit to my friends Exo and Rogul for finding this. On the static page, you can actually scroll down. If you scroll down a little, you get this piece of text: “WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!? YOU SHOULDN’T BE HERE!!”

If you scroll down more, you can see two boxes of static which are slightly different than the normal static. If you click on the first box, it leads you to a solid blue page, playing a different type of static which fades in and out. The title is “AREN’T YOU FORGETTING SOMETHING?”, and when scrolled up far enough, it slowly turns into different shapes. When the black box is clicked, it leads you to https://deltarune.com/icepalace_glaceir/, which I will cover after the images below.

When the final box is clicked, it leads you back to https://deltarune.com/ramb/, which was covered earlier on in this post.

https://deltarune.com/icepalace_glaceir/

This link was found in the black box shown above, and is yet another glitch post from Noelle. The file link at the start just leads back to their main page, https://deltarune.com/code/. The same goes for the guestbook link at the very bottom.

Finally, this isn’t exactly a secret, but we now have the decision to either exile Spamton or free him with this final donation goal. Make sure to donate and cast your vote, friends!

EDIT: The funny little man is free. This dialogue could be from either Tenna or one of the Addisons, but that’s just a theory.

Is it over? Oh my god, I think it’s over! Reblogs are appreciated, and sorry for having to delete my previous post, but it was really glitching out for me. Please, comment if you find anything else! I’ll add it here with credit!

Grammar is another pet-peeve of mine, so please point out if there are any typos or weird sentences.

LAST EDIT: 9/18/22, 10:24 PM EST

#long post #deltarune spoilers #deltarune #deltarune chapter 2 #spamton sweepstakes #spamton #spamton g spamton #spamton arg #kris deltarune #kris dreemurr #noelle deltarune #noelle holiday #susie deltarune

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bluecollarmcandtf · 11 hours

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Typical Day for a Mall Cop

My name's Bill, and I've been a guard at the mall for almost a decade now. It wasn't my dream job, but life has a way of creeping up on you with kids and a mortgage. I needed something to pay the bills, and I've always had a knack for watching over people.

Like any other weekend, the mall is fairly busy, so I stay on my feet and patrol the halls for most of the day. Occasionally, I'll check in with the other mall cop, but my time is mostly filled with watching shoppers come and go. If anybody gets too rowdy, a stern look is enough to keep them in line.

A lot of the time, teenagers will loiter in stores. Some of them even try and bring their skateboards in, but it isn't too hard to make them adhere to the mall's strict policies. They might be young and clueless, but that doesn't mean I'll cut them any breaks.

Over by the fountain, I see one of the boys I admonished a week ago. I think I caught him shoplifting or something. Thieves normally get banned from the mall, but I didn't do that with this one. He said something that completely caught me off guard; he said he could hypnotize me.

I laughed in his face.

Amused inwardly by the boy's foolish claim, I walk over to check in with him. I'm sure he'll remember the security guard that almost kicked him out of the mall last weekend.

The kid is chatting with his friends, but they fall quiet when they notice me looming behind them. Like we'd discussed last week, I drop to my knees and kneel in front of the troublemaker. He explained that this is the best thing for me to do when I see him around, and I can't help but agree. I know the boy deserves my respect.

I plant a kiss on both of his sneakers, and then wait for him to speak first. It takes a minute because he and his friends are busy cracking up over some unspoken joke. Whatever it is, clearly went right over my head.

"How you doin', mall pig?" the boy laughs.

I smirk at the nickname he's given me. We've gotten in the habit of calling each other by these pseudonyms, and I don't mind it.

"Very good, sir," I answer, using the name I've come to associate him with, "How are you?"

"Fine, I guess," he shrugs, "I spent your cash on kicks for my crew."

That reminds me of last week again. The boy had made it seem like a good idea to give him all the money I had, which included the paycheck I'd earned for last pay period. On the ground, I had a close view of all the vibrant sneakers the teenagers were wearing. It was nice to know he'd put my gift to good use, even if my wife had been pissed that I'd come home without my month's salary.

"You have another check for me, fat ass?"

His friends laugh at his new nickname for me, but I shake my head and answer a solemn, "No, sir."

The teenager groans and carries leads his gang of friends away, already bored with me. It seems like he's just going to leave me there, kneeling in the middle of the mall, until he turns and beckons me to follow. Inwardly, I'm glad that he's not done with me yet. I've come to enjoy our interactions a lot.

I follow the boys, crawling behind them all the way into a bathroom.

"If you ain't got any cash to keep me and my crew entertained, then you're gonna have to do something to make us laugh," he explains.

"Of course, sir!" I smile, trying to express how willing I am to impress him and his friends.

"We'd find it hilarious if you dunked your head in each toilet," he adds blandly.

I light up. He's just explained how I can be of service and now all I have to do is follow through. I'm sure it'd be hilarious for them to watch a fully grown security guard giving himself a few swirlies. That's peak comedy!

"Watch this, sir!" I laugh, crawling over to the first toilet and shoving my face into the water without any hesitation.

I know the guy that's supposed to clean these bathrooms, and it's obvious he slacks off because there are skid marks all over. I try not to think about it as my cheeks and forehead brush against the bottom of the bowl. When I pull my face out of the flushing toilet, my ears pop and hear a roar of laughter behind me. The kids find it hilarious, which only fuels my desire to keep going.

With a gaping grin, I shuffle over to the next stall and repeat. There are six toilets in the men's restroom. Some are cleaner than others. The last one is a clogged mess, and the boys find it hilarious when I come up with toilet paper plastered to my face. I laugh through it all, even if the urge to puke is growing.

By the time I'm done, I'm soaked in toilet water, and the teenagers are in tears.

"Alright, toilet guy. That was disgusting," the leader of the pack chuckles, grimacing in my direction, "You have a car or something?"

"Yes, sir. I've got a minivan in the parking lot."

"A minivan?" he seems disappointed, "Hand over the keys anyway. We wanna drive around."

"You got it, sir," I say, fishing the fob out of my damp pockets.

He swipes the keys out of my hand eagerly and turns to leave the bathroom. I start to follow the boys out, but he stops me.

"Why don't you stay in here 'till you dry off," he snorts, "You can spend that time in the corner, thinking about what you can do for me next time I'm at the mall."

"Yes, sir," answer, and the boys leave.

Briefly, the thought of getting back to work crosses my mind. I really should be out there keeping an eye on the vendors and their merchandise, but that goes away. Like suggested, I stare at the dirty tile wall and begin to brainstorm what I can do for the boy the next time I see him.

My walkie goes off now and then with the voice of my coworker wondering where I am, but I ignore it.

After an hour or so, I've dripped mostly dry, but a strong stink still lingers around my head. Still, I've come up with a few different things I could have ready next week. It'll take some overtime to make extra cash for the boy. My wife won't be happy about that, but it'll give me a chance to actually have cash ready for him when he asks for it.

The only other thing I have to offer is the perks of my job. Maybe his friends and him would like a tour of the security office? I'd give them free reign of everything in the confiscated bin.

Speaking of my job, I should probably get back. My partner is probably angry at me for not answering the radio. He'll be happy when I tell him I'll take the late shift for the next few days. Hopefully he won't say anything about the smell. God, it's awful!

Just another day working as a mall cop!

#hypno story #mind control #hypnotized

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hxpel3s5-slxxt · 28 days

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𝕬𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓

Characters: Baji Keisuke (Edward)

Warnings: Oral, toxic-ish?, p in v sex, unknown filming/recording

A/N: For anon <3

"Boy, you stupid." you chuckle at the reel. A disapproving grunt leaves Baji's throat.

As of right now, you were on the phone with Baji while texting your boy bestfriend, Kaiden. Baji was ignoring you, too invested in his game. So you decide to text Kaiden since you were bored. It didn't take long for him to start spamming you with reels. Admittedly, you wish you were on the phone with Kaiden. At least he was giving you attention.

You look up from the reels at the sound of Baji's grunt.

"What's wrong with you?" you ask.

"Nun." he mumbles.

You resist the urge to roll your eyes. "Okay, Keisuke."

"First name is crazy…" he chuckles under his breath.

"Yeah, uh huh.." you go back to watching your reels.

Yes, you were being petty. It doesn't take much to play a game and talk at the same time. So you were gonna keep this up until he got the hint.

And it didn't take long. Ten minutes, tops.

"Who're you talkin' to?" He finally puts his controller down, his gaming chair facing the camera. He wore grey sweatpants, a black woman beater, a silver chain, and his hair was up in a man bun. Damn did he look good.

"My man." you spit, smiling.

"Don't fuck with me, little girl."

"I'm not though?" you chuckle.

He hums, putting his gamer headphones back on, grabbing his controller, and turning his chair back. You go back to Kaiden, smiling contently.

Hours pass. You and Baji have been on the phone for about 5 hours and not a word has been said after your little argument. All that can be heard is the clicking of his controller. You sit up. "Baji?"

Silence.

"Bae, I was playing!" you laugh.

He's not.

"Bae? What're you yappin' about, bruh? What's up with you, gang?"

Oh. You did not like that.

"I ain't yo' bruh or gang, Keisuke," you say sternly.

"My bad, broski." he chuckles, his eyes never leaving the screen. "Maybe you should go play around with your man, yeah?"

Your jaw clenches.

"Okay, I will." You don't even listen to his next remark, you hang up the phone and call Kaiden.

Kaiden didn't have his attention consumed by the game. He had all his attention on you. You can't say you didn't know he had a crush on you. You knew. He made it so. painfully. obvious. However, you never returned his feelings. You weren't a cheater. You lay on your stomach, on the verge of tears from laughing. Kaiden always knew how to cheer you up and make you laugh. He wasn't your boy best friend for no reason.

It wasn't until you heard the all too familiar sound of gravel meeting tires. Someone was pulling into the driveway. "Hold on, Kai."

You rush over to the window of your room. Baji's car was parked in your driveway. It takes about 30 minutes to get here; you hung up on him not even 25 minutes ago! You already hear the keys jingling as he hops out of the car.

You had forgotten you gave him a spare key! You bolt to the door to lock the top lock.

There stood Baji.

Casually placing his keys on the counter and locking the front door. You're not sure if you were frozen from anger or shock. Either way, it doesn't stop him from leaning on the counter, crossing his arms with his eyes trained on you.

Your face scrunches up in anger. "Is there a reason why you're here?" You cross your arms and cock your head at him.

He marches up to you and grabs your wrist before you can jerk your arm back. He makes a beeline to your bedroom and shoves you towards the bed before locking the door. He removes his shirt and looks at you. "Strip."

You quickly remove your shirt as Baji walks over to your bed and places your phone on the nightstand. he pulls you closer by your hips and connects your lips with his. His tongue slides into your mouth with ease as he helps you remove your bottoms. He pulls at your lower lip with his teeth before pushing you onto the bed.

You unbuckle his belt and take off the rest of his clothing. He steps out of his pants and kicks them to the side. You get on your hands and knees on the bed as he lazily strokes his cock, slapping it against your cheek when you try to catch it in your mouth. "Open," he mumbles.

You open your mouth and he thrusts into your mouth, making you gag. He grips the back of your head as you suck on his length, groaning. Your tongue slides along the vein running up his cock and your hand squeezes his balls.

He sucks in a breath and slaps your ass. "Such a good girl for me.. only me, right?"

You hum around his length, a confirmation. He pulls you off his cock by your hair. "Lyin' ass."

He grabs your upper arm and throws you on the bed. He swiftly removes your panties and parts your folds before licking a line up to your sensitive bud. Your hand flies up to your mouth in an attempt to muffle your loud moans as Baji eats you out like a starved man. He slips a finger into your wet hole, twisting and curling it as he pleases.

"Fuuuck, Baji.." You mumble while your eyes start to roll back. He adds another finger as he fiercely sucks on your clit, looking up at you with hungry eyes. You grab his wrist in an attempt to slow down his ministrations. You clench around his digits as another finger enters your needy hole.

"Cum fa me, baby. Let me see it." He growls into your pussy, his nose bumping against your clit. You reach down and pull on his hair, your high washing over you like a wave. Your legs shake on his shoulders before your body goes lax.

Baji licks one last stripe up your pussy, making you whine. He sits up on his heels and puts his hair into a bun before stroking his member.

"Relax fa me mamas." He says as he brings your knees to your chest.

He swipes his tip between your folds and brings his hand up to your mouth. You spit in his palm and he uses it as lube. "Be good fa me, mkay?" You try your best to nod as he pushes in. You hiss from the stretch and he groans at the feeling of your walls clenching around him. His thrusts were fast and rough, one hand coming up to wrap around your neck as the other circles your clit.

He sets a brutal pace, your moans piercing ears. Each thrust makes your eyes roll back and become an incoherent mess. You feel impossibly stuffed whenever he hits your cervix, making you see stars. Baji's head falls into the crook of your neck as his climax approaches. Your mouth drops open as his teeth sink into your neck. "'M cummin'"

#tokyo rev x reader #tokyo revengers #tokyo rev #tr #baji keisuke #baji x reader #black reader #keisuke baji #smut #tokyo rev smut #x black reader #tokyo manji gang #tokyo revengers x reader #Tokyo revengers x black reader #x black fem reader #black

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s10127470 · 8 months

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Franchise Idea: Nickelodeon Kingdoms

What you're seeing right now is actually real.

This is the official title card for an online Nickelodeon game called Nick Kingdoms, released back in 2014.

The premise of that game is that it's set in a fantasy world where various Nickelodeon shows (specifically those from the Nicktoons line-up) co-exist as separate kingdoms.

As you could tell by the title card, you can see various Nickelodeon from around that time being completely redesigned from this whole new universe!

SpongeBob looks like a pirate captain.

The Breadwinners look like they're part of a biker gang.

The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles look rightfully like they came from feudal Japan.

Bloom looks like she came right out of a fairytale world.

And Sanjay and Craig look like absolute party animals.

And after stumbling upon this after nearly a decade, I couldn't help but think....

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Or more importantly, why didn't Nick do more with this game.

All the shows you see represented here were the only ones that were.

After 2014, they never updated the game, most likely because it's a online game that can only be accessed through the Nickelodeon website.

And it really sucks because it would've been cool to see them add other notable Nick shows to this world.

And since I'm bored and I have nothing better to do today, I thought of the idea of Nickelodeon bringing this forgotten game back from the dead.

But not as a mobile game or even a video game, but instead as an entire franchise.

It would kind be like how Disney has multiple franchises under their belts involving their original animated films like The Disney Princesses and Disney Villains.

It would be cool to see a company like Nickelodeon having a entire franchise based around their huge catalog of IPs....

Which I don't think they've ever done before.

Sure the IPs themselves are basically franchises in their own rights, but Nick hasn't had a franchise that used them all together.

Anyway, sit back and grab a snack and follow me as I take you all on a journey through the new and improved world of.....

Nickelodeon Kingdoms!

For this post, I'm gonna list some shows (both notable and virtually obscure) from the Nicktoons line-up and share how they would be represented as kingdoms for this franchise.

As for the ones that were already in the game, they would be expand on a bit.

SpongeBob SquarePants: SpongeBob's kingdom in the original game was presented as sort of a pirate-themed version of the Bikini Bottom. For this franchise, the pirate theming would be ever stronger here. In fact, SpongeBob's kingdom would be based in a part of the ocean filled with tropical islands that are brimming with pirates, both human and aquatic. SpongeBob's kingdom would draw heavy influence from The Caribbean, specifically during the Golden Age of Piracy.

The Fairly Oddparents: The Fairly Oddparents' kingdom would be presented as a mixture between Dimmsdale and Fairy World. It's architecture would be a mixture between fantastical and modern, it would be inhabited by humans, fairies and other fantasy creatures, and it would based high up in the clouds.

Rugrats: The Rugrats' kingdom would be a presented as a prehistoric metropolis in the veins of The Flintstones. The prehistoric theming would be a reference to Reptar. The land the kingdom is based in would be surrounded by various environments commonly found in prehistoric-themed media: grasslands, jungles, swamps, lagoons, volcanic mountains, polar regions, and bone-filled wastelands.

Ren and Stimpy: Ren and Stimpy's kingdom would be city heavily inspired by various locations in Canada. This would serve as a reference to the duo's famous role as Canadian Kilted Yaksmen.

Aaahh, Real Monsters!: The Real Monsters' kingdom would be presented as a junkyard city inhabited by monsters.

Angry Beavers: The Angry Beavers' kingdom would be presented as a forest-themed metropolis inhabited by slightly anthropomorphic forest animals.

Hey Arnold!: Hey Arnold's kingdom would be presented a urban metropolis with a heavy sports-theming. This would be a nod to the fact that in the show, one of Arnold and his friends favorite passtime was playing sports.

Jimmy Neutron: Jimmy Neutron's kingdom would be presented as a floating futuristic version of Retroville (smack-dabbed in the atmosphere) with a 1950s theming. This would be a perfect combination of the many out-of-this-world adventures Jimmy and his friends have gone on, and the 50s-styled town they live in.

The Wild Thornberrys: The Wild Thornberrys' kingdom would be presented as being themed around colonial Africa....but minus the problematic elements. The land would be presented with a colonial town, multiple tribal villages, and landscapes like savannahs, jungles, swamps, and deserts. Admittedly, coming up with a kingdom based around the Wild Thornberrys was a pretty tricky concept since the family travels all over the world. But one of the many locations they've traveled to, I believe Africa has been the one they've visited the most, so I felt like that would be best place to based the kingdom around. As for the colonial theming, I felt it would help give the kingdom a safari theme to fit perfectly with the show.

Rocket Power: Rocket Power's kingdom would be a mixture between the California seaside-town Ocean Shores and Hawaii. I feel like having the kingdom be a mix between California surf culture and Polynesian culture would be perfect for a kingdom based around Rocket Power, given that the latter has played a major part in a show.

Invader Zim: Invader Zim's kingdom would literally just be an Irken version of the City that the show mostly takes place in. Essentially it would be best of both worlds. Yeah, I don't really have much to say to this place.

ChalkZone: ChalkZone's kingdom is basically just ChalkZone, except it's also inhabited by regular humans.

My Life as a Teenage Robot: My Life as a a Teenage Robot's kingdom would be a futuristic version of Tremorton. Yeah....I pretty much made the town that was sort of anti-robotic into a futuristic community. Talk about ironic.

Danny Phantom: Danny Phantom's kingdom would presented as creepy, gothic version of Amity Park, surrounded like various haunted lands. These lands would be inhabited by ghosts and other supernatural creatures, and have environments themed around the major ghost that reside there. Like a savage jungle for Skulker, an Arabian-style kingdom and desert for Desiree, a 1950s-style town for Johnny 13 and Sidney Poindexter, etc.

Avatar: I don't even need to explain this one.

El Tigre: El Tigre's kingdom would be a version of Miracle City that's a mixture between colonial and Mesoamerican Mexico. Giving that show has presented architecture from both eras of Mexican eras (especially the latter), I felt a even more extreme combination of both would be perfect for a kingdom based on the show.

Back at the Barnyard: Back at the Barnyard's kingdom would be presented as a rural country town akin to the ones found in the American Southwest and Deep South, inhabited by humans and talking farm animals ala Bojack Horseman. Yeah, that's kind of about it.

Tak and the Power of Juju: I don't even need to explain this one either.

The Mighty B: The Mighty B's kingdom would be a bee-themed version of San Francisco. Basically imagine the bee city from the Bee Movie and that's what you got.

Fanboy and Chum Chum: Fanboy and Chum Chum's kingdom would be an icy version of Galaxy Hills, as a nod to the show's well-known (and only) superhero, Man-Arctica.

T.U.F.F. Puppy: T.U.F.F. Puppy's kingdom would be basically Petropolis mixed with Zootopia. Please don't sue me Disney.

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: The TMNT's kingdom in the game was presented as metropolis that was a mixture between New York City and feudal Japan. And yeah, that theming would still be present.

Sanjay and Craig: Sanjay and Craig's kingdom in the game was presented as a version of Lundgren, but with a heavy focus on partying with stuff like amusement parks and music concerts. And just the TMNT kingdom, that theming would still be present.

Breadwinners: The Breadwinners' kingdom in the game was essentially Pondgea....but the same as it was in the show. But this time, the kingdom would be presented as a chain of various islands based around aquatic ecosystems like swamps, bayous, forests, rainforests, etc.

Harvey Beaks: Harvey Beaks' kingdom would essentially be the Bigbark Woods, but with a fantasy twist to it. Imagine Knothole from the Archie Sonic comics and that's what you got.

Well that's all for now!

I know I left some major Nicktoons out like Rocko's Modern Life and The Loud House, but that's because I couldn't quite think of what their kingdoms would be like.

If you have any idea or suggestions on what their kingdoms should be like, let me know in the comments.

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mmmfanfiction · 4 months

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Hi!! Ik your probably stressed bc ur really active XD but I hope you drink some water and get some rest. When you find the time to write could I request a flippy/flipqy x reader Christmas head cannons?

Also if your doing the anon thing could I be -🌹 anon ?

Thats super sweet of you, anon! I hope that you’re getting a bunch of water and rest too! Sorry this came in so late, I started writing but didn’t finish. However I did give myself the deadline of Christmas which helped me actually finish this (finishing things on the deadline gang) anyway, I hope you like it!

warnings: mentions of death, literally nothing else just me imagining Fliqpy being like a lethal house cat-

Flippy

🧸I like to think Christmas is like a sense of nostalgia for Flippy.

🧸Like he’s done it his entire life, so it brings him back to his childhood.

🧸Flippy defo decorates, but not in the overboard, as soon as thanksgiving ends, everything’s lit up kind of way.

🧸More of a chill decorator. Doesn’t go all out but theirs definitely decoration.

🧸However if your one of those big decorators he will definitely help out with some things. Also he won’t let you go on the roof unless your experienced. Even then he’s like hovering below you.

🌹”Babe I’m not gonna fall, you don’t have to follow me wherever I go with that pillow.”

🧸”But I don’t want you to get hurt :(“

🧸I feel like he knows how to make REALLY good hot cocoa

🧸Like, tastes like it’s straight from heaven.

🧸He makes amazing cookies too.

🧸Also crochets cute little Christmas sweaters.

🧸Even makes matching ones.

🧸Flip definitely puts lots of thought into gifts.

🧸Like he will ask everyone you know just to gauge the best thing to get for you.

🧸His wrapping looks really good!….. if you don’t look at the bottom-

🧸Is open to trying new traditions. Like if you have a bit more spice added to your Christmas traditions then he’ll try them out too!

🧸Has like really obscure but also really sweet Christmas movies.

🧸Also old ones, like the stop motion Rudolf the reigndeer.

🧸Just please don’t let him watch nightmare before Christmas, or at least avoid the one scene where the military starts shooting down Jack. That will not be a good time for either of you, especially not poor Flips.:(

🧸All in all, very warm n cuddly being w/ Flippy on Christmas.

Fliqpy

🔪Now this little shit-

🔪Idk where that was going I just wanted to call Fliqpy a little shit.

🔪Anyways he’s not used to Christmas.

🔪Would 100% use the lights to strangle someone-

🔪Though he’s really good to have around if you wanna chop your own tree.

🔪The first Christmas he spends with you I don’t imagine him really getting you anything, and also getting flustered when you give him a gift.

🔪Afterwords he starts putting a bit more effort into this whole Christmas thing.

🔪Either a really shitty gift giver or a really great gift giver. No inbetween

🔪Will fall asleep during Christmas movies.

🔪Unless maybe it doubles as a horror movie. Like idk Black Christmas or smth(I’ve never watched Black Christmas so don’t quote me on that but I really want to but I don’t want my mum to walk in and be like ‘WTF ARE YOU WATCHING!?’ Anyways back on track)

🔪Flippys not used to the domestic vibe of Christmas

🔪However if you also believe in Krampus he might be a liiittttleee bit more into it(long live Krampus)

🔪I imagine he really likes hot cocoa but won’t admit it.

🔪Also thinks Santa’s a creep

🔪”So, let me get this straight. You celebrate a dude BREAKING INTO YOUR HOUSE??”

🌹”…. He gives us gifts-“

🔪Really good at wrapping things to make them look like something they’re not. Like you think you’re opening a doll but it’s actually a pocket knife :)

#htf #happy tree friends #htf flippy #htf fliqpy #flippy x reader #Mentions of black Christmas

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please i have to know the turbo tails lore

bitcoin i can assure you there’s no fucking way you’re ready for what’s about to unfold in this lore post

i’m willing to talk about the turbo tails lore because it gives me the chance to explain my favorite panel from ALL of archie sonic:

below is over 2,000 words worth of turbo tails lore. don't say i didn't warn you lol

TL;DR: a convoluted prophecy, a cryptic grandpa, and a single lost backpack make turbo tails one of the strangest things to come out of archie sonic

THE TURBO TAILS LORE.

note: any time i say “it’s actually really simple!” in this explanation please know i’m saying it with the thickest tone of sarcasm and bitterness known to man

we gotta start wayyyy back in early archie sonic - specifically, at the tails miniseries. these issues follow tails as he travels alone to a place called “downunda” (aka the archie sonic equivalent of australia), where he helps the freedom fighters there defeat some badniks terrorizing their home.

tails’ journey is sparked by his own desire to become a hero and the frustration he feels when the rest of the freedom fighters treat him like a little kid. in the first part of the miniseries, we see a comic that tails makes about him becoming a superhero called “captain super foX-MAN” (the writers did a lot of comic references in early archie sonic).

when tails gets to downunda, however, he becomes injured and finds himself in the bottom of a crater. here, he meets an oldass echidna named athair. this dude is one of knuckles’ (many) relatives, and hopefully the only one i ever have to talk about

athair’s main character trait is that he’s cryptic as hell. nothing he says makes any fucking sense, but is treated as all-important because… he says it is. he’s gonna be relatively important through all of this, so we gotta keep peepaw around.

athair takes tails further into the comet and introduces him to some guys called the ancient walkers. you might think, “hey, are those just dinosaurs wearing masks?” and. yeah that’s exactly what they are

the ancient walkers are pagan dinosaurs that discovered the chaos emeralds and developed some sort of immortality and futuristic vision because of them. or. something like that

so what the hell does this have to do with tails? well, the ancient walkers speak of a prophecy: a chosen one who will realign the chaos emeralds for a “higher purpose,” and cause something called the great harmony.

we won’t be getting to THAT for a WHILE tho

after his adventure in downunda, the next important thing to cover is sonic, tails, and knuckles’ battle against a dude called mammoth mogul.

for simplicity’s sake, the main things you need to know about mogul is that:

he’s immortal and really old

he wants to take over the universe

he has a chaos emerald embedded in his chest

he’s ALSO going to be very important

i don't like him he’s really boring

at this point, mammoth mogul has stolen a bunch of power from another villain called enerjak (LONG story), and has used it to transform into his own sort of “super” form called master mogul.

mogul really wants to fight the sonic gang so he can use the three of them to take over the world, and this is what his vision of that looks like LMAO

sonic and knuckles go into their super and hyper forms respectively, but even the two of them can’t take down mogul. however, a mysterious caped hero shows up to help - TURBO TAILS.

turbo tails's design is in reference to the superhero tails was drawing at the beginning of his miniseries, captain fox-man. this is turbo tails' first official appearance, and he’s able to fight off mogul where BOTH super sonic and hyper knuckles couldn’t. kid’s strong.

once they defeat mogul, they trap his ass in the master emerald. however, note this all takes place before the comic’s adaptation of sonic adventure 1. and if you know SA1, you know that stuff inside the master emerald gets OUT of it eventually. and oh boy you’ll never guess who gets out of the emerald when eggman eventually destroys it

however, we’re not worrying about that right now. in the next bit we’re covering, tails is at SCHOOL! however, he’s lost his backpack and needs to find it. oh no!!!

but before he can find it -

athair teleports into the school, says tails is needed for something (but doesn’t say what), then teleports tails away.

BRO DIDN’T EVEN FIND HIS BACKPACK HE HAS GEOMETRY CLASS IN FIVE MINUTES

this specific teleportation will be really important later.

athair takes tails to angel island where he wants tails to… fight knuckles. i guess. currently, knuckles is stuck in a state called “chaos knuckles,” where he’s green, confused all the time, and really strong. homeboy’s going through it

before tails can really do a lot, he gets knocked out by some falling rubble, and ghost athair does nothing to help. have i mentioned that athair kinda sucks?

athair then takes tails to our favorite guy - tails’ uncle, merlin prower! merlin is a wizard and that’s all you need to know right now. athair wants merlin to wake up tails so he can go and fight knuckles, but merlin is FUCKING PISSED!! and reasonably so.

imagine. some oldass dude teleports into your house, hands your unconscious nephew to you, and then goes “hey can you fix him? i need him to fight the hulk.” like?? HE’S BUT A MERE LAD!

merlin is kinda right - tails has been dragged into echidna family drama for no reason other than athair seems to be out of ideas. and since tails' parents are gone, merlin's nephew is the only family he seems to have left.

unfortunately, merlin can’t find a way to argue with athair’s “we gotta do it for reasons i can’t explain” argument, and brings back our boy turbo tails.

however, turbo tails gets his ass kicked.

(side note: from here on out, turbo tails' cape is red. i don't know why that's just how it is)

when merlin goes back to his unconscious nephew (again), athair searches turbo tails’ mind to figure out why he got his ass kicked so bad. and the explanation is actually really simple!

this turbo tails is actually a duplicate of tails and the original tails is just. somewhere we don’t know.

so. yeah what the fuck

neither of them know how tails was duplicated or where this one came from. athair’s solution to this is just “let’s not tell anybody.” great job peepaw you really solved that one

after this, tails 2 just kinda keeps living his life without knowing he’s a duplicate of the original. however, he starts having nightmares about a weird, mysterious cave. when he and sonic eventually find this cave, they find the original turbo tails, trapped in a stasis.

and then, guess who shows up in the cave!! oh boy it’s everyone’s favorite character mammoth fucking mogul!!!!!

mogul explains the tails duplicate thing, and it’s actually really simple!

you know that one time athair teleported into tails’ school and kidnapped him while he was trying to find his backpack? yeah, so mogul basically kidnapped tails while he was being teleported, replaced him with a duplicate he created that was identical to the real tails, then placed the real turbo tails into stasis so he could harvest his power, thus regaining his original power before he was trapped in the master emerald.

do you see why i was dreading talking about turbo tails?

sonic fights mogul off, but tails 2 is kinda going through it. i don’t know how, but mogul made a duplicate that was near PERFECT, and tails 2 still has all of the original tails’ memories, emotions, and bonds. so when tails 2 disappears… it’s strangely tragic?

and then they just kinda move on lol

the original tails is released and returns to living his life, but unfortunately his life is kinda not so great at the moment. he just learned that his parents are alive on an alien planet (read THIS lore dump for more context), he’s part of this weird confusing prophecy he doesn’t understand, and he’s frustrated that he isn’t allowed to know about this great prophecy that directly affects HIS life.

and when tails confronts peepaw athair about this, athair does this.

good riddance

in the next issue, sonic and tails are visited by an alternate universe version of sonic called zonic, who serves as a sorta time cop that watches over the multiverse to make sure no one is messing with the space time continuum.

that’s obviously a bit to unpack, so here’s the main stuff you need to know:

the multiverse exists and is very important in archie sonic

all of the alternate universes and dimensions are called “zones”

the sonic and tails of the main story are called the “prime” versions, basically meaning they’re the true canon of the entire multiverse.

i don’t want to explain the existence of zonic rn. just know that he stands on things sideways

zonic is freaking out a little bit because someone’s in the process of destroying the entire multiverse, but he can’t figure out who. however, he heard about this weird “chosen one” prophecy thing, and he thinks that tails might be able to help.

while with zonic, tails and prime sonic realize that the person destroying the universe is our favorite guy mammoth fucking mogul, who collected enough power from the turbo tails he had in stasis and chaos knuckles (who he fought at a different time) to become all powerful enough to destroy the universe. plus, weird spacetime shenanigans are happening because knuckles died and was then resurrected (don’t ask), which kinda threw off the balance of the multiverse.

the prime bros and zonic are starting to run out of time, but zonic has a plan (sorta). see, he hoped that tails could help somehow, but he didn’t know WHICH tails across the multiverse would be the chosen one.

so he recruited ALL of them.

tails, knowing that he’s the chosen one and all that jazz, tries to fight the universe destroying god form mammoth mogul alone. this obviously does not work, so the rest of the tails and sonic come to his aid.

however, when sonic is injured in the fight, tails is convinced that he died. in his anger, he’s able to fulfill his destiny and converge with every single version of himself across the multiverse, becoming…

TITAN TAILS.

"YOU WILL NOT" is one of my favorite reaction images

titan tails might be one of the most powerful characters in all of sonic canon, as he’s able to defeat a universe-destroying mammoth mogul in a matter of seconds.

me when my energies are pulled away lol

with mammoth mogul defeated (again), titan tails uses his power to return the world back to the status quo and imprison mogul in yet another emerald.

so that’s the end of the prophecy, right? that’s all the chosen one jazz, and titan tails was a result of the great harmony?

well, no.

if you look back at that prophecy from the original tails miniseries, it never mentions anything about the multiverse. instead, it only mentions the chaos emeralds realigning for a higher purpose, brought about by the chosen one. so what’s all that about?

this brings us back to tommy turtle.

after the events of titan tails, an eggman AI named A.D.A.M. learns of the chosen one prophecy and the great harmony of chaos emeralds. A.D.A.M. has been working behind the scenes of a LOT of various plots as a figure named Anonymous, where he was working on a greater master plan to become an all powerful being. and man, that chosen one prophecy that speaks of realigning EVERY chaos emerald in the universe? that sounds promising.

i talked about A.D.A.M.’s plan a little more in my tommy turtle lore dump, but the basics of it is that he kidnaps both shadow and tails in order to use their super forms to cause the great harmony mentioned in the prophecy. through using super shadow’s chaos control, he can open up doorways through spacetime to summon them all. however, the emeralds won’t arrive unless he has the chosen one - turbo tails.

using both of them, A.D.A.M. summons every emerald in the universe, of which there are a LOT. in archie sonic, the chaos emerald lore is that each planet has a bunch of chaos emeralds, but only of one color. for example, the emeralds on mobius (sonic’s world) are all green, while the rest of the colors all originate from different alien planets.

so, with every emerald summoned, thus begins the great harmony and the end of the prophecy from the classic tails miniseries.

once super shadow and turbo tails are freed, they work together to finally complete the prophecy: realigning all of the chaos emeralds by placing them in the zone of silence, which is kinda like the distortion world of sonic lore. basically, they’re putting them in storage and out of reach because the writers didn't want to deal with a bajillion chaos emeralds anymore.

after the great harmony, the archie sonic chaos emeralds return to a form that are similar to that of the games - there are only seven, one of each color. thus ends the prophecy, the chosen one’s purpose, and the turbo tails lore.

and that's it! turbo tails never shows up in archie sonic again, and will likely never appear in any piece of sonic canon ever again. and really, there’s only one question i have after revisiting all of this again.

where the FUCK is tails’ backpack??????

#i hit the image limit on this one so some things don't have a visual aid lol #god. i cant believe i actually talked about turbo tails #every time i revisit the old archie comics i'm so amazed as to how ian flynn managed to connect some of the wildest and dumbest plotlines #into stuff that actually made sense #thanks king you made archie sonic bearable #sonic loreposting #archie sonic #long post #sth

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