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ev3rgreenxtrees · 10 days

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Strawberry Shortcake

-M.S

Synopsis; You won’t deny it, you are a very attractive girl. You were now a senior in highschool, and everyone seemed to have their eyes on you- except one boy, who just so happens to be the one you want the most.

Pairing; Virgin!Nerd!Sub!Matt Sturniolo X Experienced!Dom!Fem reader

Warnings; Smut, mentions of sh scars!!!! unprotected p in v [don’t do that you silly willy.], oral (m & f receiving), foul language, praise kink, pet names (baby, sweet boy, sweetheart), mommy kink (im sorry.), bondage kink, choking, BD MATTTT‼️

“Now, the boys want a taste of the strawberry shortcake

Thats my bad, thats my bad, no one taught them not to grab

Now, the boys want a taste of the strawberry shortcake”

{3rd Person POV.}

As you strolled through your school’s halls, you noticed everyones’ eyes were on you. It was inevitable. They always were. Sure, you understood that you were attractive, but so attractive to the point everyone needed to stare at you? Not nearly, in your mind. It hadn’t necessarily bothered you, it was only when people began getting bold, did it bother you. Constantly being cat-called with disgusting remarks about your body, people calling you a whore, (even though you had three bodies, which was quite a bit for a senior, but not nearly as much as others in your grade.), and people even asking you out, and you didn’t even know them.

There was one boy, however, that you did have your eyes on. Matthew Sturniolo. A name not known to many besides teachers, his brothers Nick and Chris, and obviously you. You weren’t sure why you have always been so attracted to him. The one boy who never paid you any attention, the one that might not have even noticed you existed, was the one you want the most. Odd how that works.

Matthew always seemed to pay attention in class. Him being one of the very few kids actually participating in class, most- if not all- of his responses being correct. He was seemingly brilliant. You always caught yourself staring at him in class, but he didn’t notice, so you never cared to stop. You realized that when he concentrates so hard on writing all of his notes down, he looks down at his paper, scribbling what seemed like his entire world, yet complete and utter nonsense to you. His glasses always fell slightly down on his nose, his tongue poking out of his plush lips, his hair draping down into his face.

You had always wanted to approach the boy, yet you could never find the words to. This never seemed to be an issue with anyone else in the school, just Matthew. You thought of just upright asking him on a date, but he seems to be the type to not like going out much. You thought about asking him for a book recommendation, but then you would probably have to actually read the book. Also, not a good idea. However, there had been one idea that had stuck with you. A tutor.

You wouldn’t technically be lying if you tell him you need a tutor. You were borderline failing all of your classes. You weren’t trying to- you just simply didn’t understand, and whats the point of trying if you’re not gonna get it anyways? You’d decided to ask Matthew after class today.

The bell rang shortly after, and the whole class left, as they all packed up early. It was the last class of the day, so you couldn’t blame them. Not Matthew, though. He didn’t want to miss a second of the lecture. You found it adorable how much he listens. Hot, even.

“Hey! Matthew, right?” You asked, approaching his desk. He looked down at you, and nodded. You’ve never actually been this close to him, before. His sharp jawline and accentuated cheekbones, his light stubble and his piercing blue eyes. You also hadn’t quite realized how tall he was, either. Not the tallest boy you knew, but you were much shorter than he was. “I was wondering, do you like.. Do tutoring?” I asked shyly, and the boy tilted his head.

“I.. I mean,” He started. His voice was soft, but slightly deep. “I’m sure I could, if necessary.” He shrugged. You let a small smile form on your face.

“Well.. Um.. Do you think you could tutor me?” You gulped. You don’t remember the last time you’ve been this nervous around a guy. Its just the affect Matthew has on you.

“I.. Yeah, I guess so.” The boy shrugged. “Um.. When do you wanna.. start?” He asked, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly, his plain white short sleeve rolling up just the smallest bit, revealing a bit of black ink on his arm. Does he have tattoos that no one knows about?

“I’m free today, actually.. If that’s okay. We can go to the library?” I hummed. “Or my apartment, if you’re comfortable with that. I don’t live too far from here.” You offered, leaving the ultimate decision up to him, expecting him to choose the library.

“Well, it’s Friday. I’m sure there’s gonna be a lot of people in the library, and I don’t want to disturb them with us talking, so.. Your house, if thats okay?” He hummed, and your eyes widened. You were surprised that he agreed to your house, but not upset. Not upset at all. You could now have more ‘alone time’ with the boy.

“Yeah! We should probably hurry up, though. I don’t have my license yet, so I have to take the bus.” You spoke shyly, but he smiled. God, even his smile was amazing.

“No, don’t worry. I have my license, I can drive us.” He states, slipping his bag onto his shoulder, walking out of the classroom, leaving you to trail closely behind him. You figured Matthew would have his license, he seemed like the type. You jogged up to him, staying at his side. “I have to drop my brothers home first, if thats okay.” He states, more telling you than offering. You just nod.

You both made it to his car shortly after, and he offered you the front passenger seat, and he told you his brothers could sit in the back. You were the guest, after all. You both waited silently for his brothers to show up, and they eventually did. The slightly shorter boy with longer hair than Matthew and his other brother pulled the passenger door open, and his jaw dropped.

“No fuckin’ way.” He gaped, staring dead at you. Your eyebrows furrowed, and you quickly looked over at Matthew, whose face was bright red with embarrassment. “Matty! Ya finally pulling! Fuck yeah!” The boy laughed. Matty. Cute nickname.

“Shut up, Chris!” Matthew gasped, and you couldn’t help but giggle. Chris almost read your mind— probably not Matthew’s, though. The boy looked as if he’s never thought anything sexual in his life. “You’re so immature.” He scoffed.

“Aw, shut up. Don’t act like ya ain’t wanna hit that.” ‘Chris’ chuckled. “In the most respectful way, though,” Chris looked at you, smiling.

“Chris! Shut the fuck up! You’re so disrespectful!” Matthew grumbled, turning the key, the car starting. He swore. It was adorable.

“No- It’s okay. I’ve been called and told far worse.” You shook your head, reassuring both boys.

“Oh. ‘M sorry to hear that.” Chris frowned. “I hate people who degrade woman. Fuckin’ dickheads for real.” Chris scoffs.

“Yeah. I know.” I hum in agreement.

“Chris, get the fuck back here before you embarrass Matt even more than you already have. Look at the kid, for Christ’s sake!” The boy who was already in the back scolded. Both Chris and I peered over at Matthew, who’s eyes widened.

“No! Don’t look at me!” He whines, quickly turning to face the window. Chris chuckles, and shuts the door, heading to the back.

“It’s okay, Matthew. I think you’re hot, if it helps.” You shrugged, and the boy in the back fake gagged, and Matthew shot back around to stare at you.

“Hot?” He repeats. He acts like no one has ever called him hot before. It is a possibility, though. Matt was attractive as fuck, most people just chose not to compliment him, though, because he didn’t talk much. They call the poor kid a weirdo. You don’t think he is, though.

“Yeah.” You nod, and Matthew smiles.

“Just call him Matt. Matthew sounds too formal.” The boy spoke up, as Chris got into the car.

“Oh shut the fuck up, Nick. Always complaining about something.” Chris groans, buckling his seatbelt as the car began to move. The boys home wasn’t far from the school at all, so its not too far out of the way to your home. The boys teased Matt about going to my house, claiming that Matt was gonna get laid. Hopefully it was true.

“It’s that one,” You announce, pointing to a large building on left. Matt nods as he pulls into the large parking lot, which wasn’t very full. You led him to your apartment, digging in your pockets for your keys.

You lived alone, unlike most other seniors. All though they were eighteen, they didn’t have jobs or such, but you did. Your parents allowed you to move out when you were seventeen, and you’ve been doing just fine since. You pushed the door open, and walked in, kicking your shoes off, Matt doing the same.

“It’s.. nice, here.” He complimented; and you offered a bright smile. You usually did try to keep your place tidy, since it was only you, if you kept it clean, it’s the less cleaning you have to do overall.

“Make yourself comfortable on the couch,” You spoke, gesturing to the couch with a nice wooden coffee table in-front of it. “Want anything to drink?” You asked, but Matt shook his head.

“No, thank you.” Matt spoke, pulling out the math homework your teacher had assigned you. You made your way back over to Matt, sitting beside him.

Matt shortly after began his lecture, and if you were being completely honest, you actually caught onto some of it. Not most of it, just a little bit. But it was more than what you had understood from before. You knew that the math thing wasn’t what you cared about, though. Plus, knowing Matt, he’d never make the first move.

“I’m getting hot, i’m gonna go change real quick.” You announce, heading to your room. You weren’t hot. You were wearing jeans and a t-shirt, which in your opinion wasn’t revealing enough. You wanted Matt to make it obvious he wanted you before you tried to do anything. You don’t want to embarrass yourself. Once you get into your room, you rummage through your clothes. You finally found something that would do perfectly. Small cut shorts, that used to be sweatpants, and a tight cropped t-shirt. You went for more of a ‘casual’ look, so Matt wouldn’t get suspicious. You slipped your shirt and bra off, sliding the crop top on over your body, accentuating your curves and tits.

You found a pair of black lace panties, that didn’t do their job of covering you very well. You slip those on, and then slip the shorts on over them. You felt satisfied with your outfit choice, and you hoped Matt did too.

You made your way to the couch again, and as you looked over to Matt, he looked up at you. His eyes widened ever so slightly, and you could see his adams apple bob, his face turning the slightest shade of pink.

“Um.. R-ready?” He asked, and you nod, sitting next to him on the couch. You were so close, his leg brushed yours, but neither of you moved. “U-um.. So this-“ He said pointing at a random equation. “This is..” He sighed.

“Thats not the one we left off on, Matt.” You state, and he lets out a deep breath. “You don’t look so hot. Are you okay?” You hum, placing your hand on his shoulder, leaning forwards, giving him a glimpse of your tits. He glanced over, his eyes glued to your tits. “Eyes up here, Matty.” You giggled, grabbing his chin, making him look you in the eyes. His entire face was bright red.

“I-I’m sorry, ‘m so so so sorry-“ Matt whined. “I-I don’t know why I did that! Fuck! I-I just-“ Matt panicked. You took this opportunity to press your lips on his, immediately shutting the boy up. Matt seemed hesitant, but slightly kissed back until you pulled away.

“You’re okay, Matt.” You state, and Matt nods with wide eyes. “Did you not like that? I’m sorry,” I started but Matt shook his head.

“No! I mean.. I’ve just never.. done it before..?” He rubs the back of his neck awkwardly. Sure. you figured Matt was a virgin, but surely he’s kissed someone before.. right?

“You mean you’ve never kissed someone before?” You questioned, and he nodded.

“Oh god… please don’t think i’m weird!” Matt pleads, and you let out a small giggle.

“You’re adorable, Matt. Why would I think you’re weird? You do know why I actually brought you here.. Right?” I asked.

“Oh- yeah. Sorry.” He states, slowly turning to face the paper again.

“No, Matt. I didn’t invite you here for that.” You hum, taking his hand. You slowly and gently place it on one of your tits, and Matt gasps and closes his eyes. You let out a small laugh at this action. “Open up, Matty. You’re okay.” He does as you say, and looks at you, wide-eyed, and mouth slightly parted.

“I..” He gulps. You could tell the boy obviously had no clue what he was doing. You knew you’d have to take lead, which was no issue to you at all.

You place your hands on his chest, pushing him back on the couch.

“Is this okay?” I asked, waiting for his response before moving on.

“Y-yes..” He nodded.

“Good boy.” You praise, and the boy whined. His sounds were euphoric to you. You straddled the boys’ lap, and his hands hovered over your hips, not touching you yet. “You can touch, baby. ‘S okay. I’m yours.” You reassure, before placing soft open mouthed kisses along the boys neck.

His head tilted backwards, allowing you more space on his neck. His hands gripped at your waist, having no other idea where to put them. You rolled your hips on his crotch, and he let out a high pitched, almost feminine, moan. You continued to kiss along his neck, rolling your hips on him, the boys’ grip tightened and loosened on your waist, as you pulled away from his neck, admiring the purple marks you had left on his neck.

“P-Please; I need you,” Matt whines, and you feel his throbbing cock through his sweats and boxers. You could tell he was big.

“It’s okay, sweet boy. Let me take my time.” You hush, and he pouts.

“Need you now,” He whimpers, and you shake your head in disapproval.

“So needy. Can’t even wait.” You scold. “Maybe, we should just continue with our lesson if you aren’t gonna have manners, hm?” You shrug, slowly removing yourself off of his lap.

“N-no! Please, mom..” He cuts himself off, throwing his hand over his mouth in embarrassment.

“What was that, sweetheart?” You hum, and Matt shakes his head. “What did you say, Matthew. Be a good boy and tell me.” You demand, gently but firmly placing your hand around his throat.

“Please, mommy. Please, I need you,” He begged, and your core throbbed. You sigh, before speaking again.

“Okay, sweet boy.” You nod, your hands resting on his waistband.

“Wait- I want to make you feel good,” He offers. How could you pass up something like that?

“Yeah? And how do you suppose you do that, Matty.” You tilt your head, stilling your movements.

“Can.. Can you sit on my face..?” He asks quietly. “Please..” He eyes your body up and down again, before looking away, seeming ashamed of himself.

“Yeah? Is that what you want?” You hum, and he nods eagerly, letting himself look back at you.

“Yes! Please, mommy.. I wanna make you feel good,” He whines. You nod, standing up, slipping your shorts off, leaving yourself in your lace panties, which hardly did their job of covering you up. “I… I’ve never done something like this before, so.. let me know if im doing anything wrong..” Matt whispers slightly ashamed of himself.

“Okay, Matty. I’m sure you’ll do fine.” I reassured him, before crawling back onto the bed, this time positioning myself over his face instead of his lap.

“Please sit, mommy,” He pleaded, and you smiled and gave him what he wanted. His tongue found it’s way between your folds, his lips wrapping around your clit.

“Oh- fuck! Good boy, you’re such a g-good boy!” You moaned out. For this being Matt’s first time at anything intimate, he was fucking amazing. The way his hands grabbed at your thighs gently, almost unsure of them being there, and the way the frames of his glasses rubbed against your inner thighs as he shook his head vigorously was driving you mad.

Matt whined at the praise, the delicious sound sending vibrations through your body. How the fuck was he so good at this? Does he watch porn all the time like a bad boy? Did he have his brother teach him? His brother was clearly a fuck boy.

“Oh, god, Matty.. Fuck-“ You panted, your stomach clenching. “Fuck,” You whined, “G-gonna make me cum,” You warned, and he let out a small whine. You felt yourself release on the boys tongue as his nose brushed perfectly over your clit, sending shivers down your spine. You began to stand up, but Matt pulled you back down onto his face, allowing himself to lap up your juices. You let out a small hiss, and he immediately lifted you off of him.

“Did I hurt you? I’m sorry, ‘m sorry,” He apologized quickly, his hands gently massaging your hips.

“No, you’re okay sweet boy. It wasn’t your fault, I just got a little overstimulated,” You run your hand through his soft hair reassuringly. He leaned his head into your touch, and you admired the way his glasses were slightly fogged up, your juices dripping down his chin. “You’re so pretty..” You hum, your hands slipping up his shirt. “Can I take this off, pretty boy?” You asked, gesturing to his shirt. He hesitated, before nodding.

You slowly lifted his shirt off, admiring his body. He was perfect, to you. You slipped his shirt off, over his head, and tossed it elsewhere in the room. Thats when you notice the tattoo you had seen earlier. It was on his inner bicep, and you admired it closely. It was a ‘N’ and ‘C’. Initials. Thats when you noticed something else. It was placed over scars, that Matt had done himself. Your heart sank; when you realized what they were from. You didn’t point it out, though. The tattoo must’ve been for his brothers, Nick and Chris.

“You’re so pretty, baby.” You hum, looking back at his face. When you said that, you saw all the worry leave his face. You leaned forwards, placing kisses on his collarbone, matching the ones you had left on his neck.

“Please.. Wanna see you,” The boy whimpered, and you pulled away from his collarbone, wasting no time slipping your own shirt off. This left you in your bra, shorts, and panties. “You’re so pretty, mommy.” The boy complimented, leaning forwards to kiss you.

You leaned into the kiss, slowly pulling his pants down, making sure to leave his boxers on him.

“Please—“ He whined, pulling away from the kiss. “I need you.” He hummed, and you let out a small giggle.

“Patience, baby.” You tutted, and the boy squirmed.

“No!” Matt cried out, slipping his own boxers off quickly. “Now!” Matt demanded, his voice loud, yet still submissive.

“Matthew!” You growl. “Stay put, and don’t fucking touch yourself. Got it?” You demanded more than asked, and his eyes widened.

“I— I’m sorry mommy, I-I didn’t mean to!” He wails, but you ignore his cries. You walked out of the living room, heading to your room. You rummage through your bedside drawer, pulling out three long strips of lace, perfect for what you need them for.

You walk back out to the living room, seeing Matt on your couch. You eyes widened and you stopped your movements. Matt was completely naked, rubbing his cock against your couch slowly, your shirt in his mouth stifling his moans and whines, his eyes shut tightly with tears rolling down his face. It was now when you realized how big he was. What a shame that he was keeping something so pretty away from everyone.

“Matthew!” You gasped, acting as if you had just walked in. “You’re such a dirty boy. How pathetic.” You scoff lowly, walking towards the boy. Hs eyes were now wide open, his movements stilled. He took your shirt out of his mouth, quickly covering his cock with it, insecure of the way you were commenting on him.

“‘M sorry! I wasn’t touching myself, mommy!” He whined. “I-I just need to…” He trailed off, clearly embarrassed.

“Thats still bad, Matthew. I thought you said you were a good boy?” You shook your head. “Sit up, hands behind your back.” You demanded, and Matt looked as if he were about to cry.

“N-no, please! I am your good boy! I-I promise! P-please..!” He cried out, but you shook your head.

“Good boys don’t do that, Matthew. Up.” I demanded once more, and he reluctantly listened, slowly sitting up, putting his hands behind his back.

“I’m sorry, mommy. ‘M really sorry..” He whined the entire time you tied his hands up. Once you were done, you laid him back down, moving down to his legs. You tightly tied them to the coffee table right at the end of the couch, so he couldn’t pull out of the restraints, but it wasn’t hurting him.

“Now you’re gonna have to hold still, hm?” You teased, walking along the couch, scraping your nails gently along his body, making sure to run them up his cock and back down. The boy was holding in his breath as to not moan already, at the slightest touch. You let out a small sigh, brushing the hair out of his face. “Such a shame you were a bad boy and now you have to be tied up.. I could’ve let you touch me..” You shake your head in disappointment, moving back down by his cock, before getting on the couch.

“I-I’m sorry, mommy.. Wanna touch you s’bad,” He cried, and you lick your lips, staring at his cock in awe. Out of the three others you had seen, Matts’ was by far the prettiest and the biggest.

“I know, pretty boy.. I want you to touch me, too, but you were naughty..” You tutted, and Matts’ jolted the second you rubbed your fingers gently over his tip. You leaned down, licking the vein along the underside of his cock.

“Oh! Fuck!” He yells out, squirming below your touch.

“Yeah? You like that, baby?” You tease, and the boy eagerly nods.

“Y-yes! Fuck, yes!” He yells out as you take his tip abruptly in your mouth. “Oh god,” He whimpers, as you swirl your tongue, collecting the salty precum, licking his slit. His stomach flexed and his back arched slightly. You knew this was his first time, so he obviously wouldn’t last long.

You slowly took the rest of him in your mouth, the boy’s hips sputtering, not thrusting though because of the restraints. You bobbed your head up and down, swirling your tongue around his warm wet cock, humming around him.

“F-fuck, mommy! I-I need to cum!” He warned, but to his surprise, you pulled off. “N-No! Please!” He wailed attempting to squirm out of the restraints, and you shook your head.

“This is what you get for not listening.” You explain, and he pouts, feeling his much needed release slowly fade away.

“Please…” He whines, and you move to hover yourself over him.

“Tell me if you want to stop, okay, baby?” You reassure, placing your hand on his cheek. “I’ll stop immediately.” I speak softly.

“O-okay.. Please..” He nodded, letting out a shaky breath. You began to lower yourself down onto him, sliding his tip into your wet cunt, causing the boy to attempt to buck his hips up. “Fuck, mommy!” He yells, his back arching and his eyes squeezing shut, as you took him deeper, bottoming out.

“Fuck, baby- filling me up so well,” You moaned out, beginning to bounce up and down on his cock slowly. He tried lifting his legs, but the lace ropes were not allowing him to. He let out loud moans and whines, hearing his sweet noises were beautiful. His legs began to shake as you rutted your hips against him, your clit brushing against him each time you threw yourself down.

“I-I- please, mommy! I need to cum..!” He cried out, and you leaned forwards, gripping his shoulders tightly, your boobs falling in his face. He took this opportunity to take your tit into his mouth, swirling his tongue around your sensitive nipple.

“G-Good boy, Matty!” You praise, and Matt lets a loud whine out as you clench around him. He came, but he felt bad for cumming without your permission. Even though you wanted to yell at him for it, you were too focused on how good you felt as you were fucking him, his face scrunched up in pleasure, as he licked at your tits.

You slow your movements as you let yourself go on his cock, letting a loud moan out in the process. You slowly pull off, immediatly plopping down on Matt. He let out a deep breath, placing open mouthed kisses to your neck, matching the deep marks he had on his.

A few minutes of you catching your breath and Matt sucking and biting at your neck, he pulled away. He began to stand up, and your heart dropped. You don’t want him to leave. You wanted to fuck him, sure, but you want him too. In more ways than just sex. You reached out to grab his wrist, stopping him from moving, causing him to turn to look at you.

“Please don’t leave,” You pleaded shyly, and he smiled. He leaned forwards, placing a kiss to your forehead.

“I wasn’t planning on it, darling. I’ll be right back.” He states. He then begins walking down the only hallway you had in your house, before turning to walk into the bathroom. You laid flat on your back. waiting for Matt to return, which he did soon after. He had a wet rag in his hand, which he used to gently wipe you down with. He then wipes himself down, and grabs your panties, slipping them back on for you, and rummaging through his backpack.

He pulled out a hoodie that he must’ve kept in there, and slid it on you. It smelled like him, bringing you comfort. He slipped his own boxers on, before picking you up gently into his arms. He begins walking down the same hallway he was down moments before, peaking into all the doorways to figure out which room was yours.

He finally found it, and placed you down gently on your bed.

“I’ll be right back, sweetheart.” He states, before exiting your room. You cuddled into the hoodie, pulling your soft blanket over you. Matt came back, moments later, your phone and his charger in one hand, and his phone in the other, which he held up to his ear. “I’m stayin’ the night here tonight, so have ma drive you and Nick to school tomorrow, kay?” He asked into the phone. He waited a minute, before scoffing and hanging up. “They keep makin’ jokes about me gettin’ laid.” Matt shakes his head, and you giggle immaturely.

“To be fair, they are telling the truth,” You shrug, and he lets out a small sigh, before plugging his phone in and crawling into the bed besides you. “Good luck at school tomorrow with them.” You joke, and his eyebrows furrow.

“Hm?” He asks, tilting his head.

“I marked ya up, pretty good.” You hum, and Matt’s eyes widen.

“Oh.. well, it’s okay. At least they’ll know im your man, and your my girl.” He smirked, gesturing to the same marks you had on your neck.

“My man? Your girl?” You teased.

“Yeah? Are ya not my girl?” He asked, but you shook your head, placing a kiss to his lips.

“Only yours.” You state proudly, tucking yourself into his body.

“Now, the boys want a taste of the strawberry shortcake

Thats my bad, thats my bad, no one taught them not to grab

Now, the boys want a taste of the strawberry shortcake”

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the-s1lly-corner · 6 months

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hello I hope ur request are open! If not be free to ignore this!! Okay so TADC x y/n? (The amazing digital circus also it can be muti characters or one!! The choice is yours!! ^ ^)

OKAY OKAY SO WHAT IF..🥁🥁🥁 y/n was like Jessica rabbit from "who framed roger rabbit" 👀 and was very like motherly to everyone but when she was called doll,/toots,/ect, by jax or anyone SHE WOULD PUNCH THEM HARDDDD (kinda like the lola bunny fanfic??) Also she is like one inch taller then jax (she a tall women👀❤️)

(HAVE FUN WITH THIS IDEA!! DONT RUSH YOURSELF TO DO IT TAKE UR TIME ON IT!! AND DRINKS LOTS OF WATER AND EAT FOOD!! HAVE A WONDERFUL DAY/NIGHT!!🫶🫶)

Digital Circus x a jessica rabbit-type reader!

since im a little melty brain from blasting through a bunch of requests today im going to do part of the cast! mostly characters i think would be interesting with this kind of reader as well as some characters i just wanna write more of (cough cough kinger cough cough)(i was originally going to do gangle as well but uhuh!!) ...this reminds me ive never watched who framed roger rabbit... or rather i have, but its been so long that ive truly forgotten nearly every aspect of the movie relying on the character wiki talking about her personality to guide me through this

CAINE:

caines and jax's parts are both likely going to be on the shorter side thanks to both of their cores holding similar themes in regards to half of the idea

anyways he's going to call you pet names, especially if he's interested in you.. good luck trying to land anything on him, though, he's going to easily zoom through the air

okay nod to the lola bunny request aside, i think caine would be just head (jaw?) over heels for you, i mean, he would be anyways, but something about your caring and quick witted personality

probably makes literal heart eyes at you and audibly goes "awooga"

absolutely loves watching you do your thing during the in house adventures, on the few times he actually spectates them; though you may or may not be the reason he watches

seems like the kind of person to call you "hot stuff" or "babe"

doesn't really care about the height difference since he rarely ever stands on the ground anyways, plus he doesn't care how small he is

JAX:

to get a good idea of how jax would interact with you, i recommend this similar post! hope this links correctly, im still new to linking stuff in my posts!!

a lot of elements from the post above bleed into this, but lets add some more to it to make it a little more unique to the jessica rabbit idea!

takes it upon himself to try to get some sort of reaction out of you, outside of the name stuff... which proves to be a little harder than he thought.. actually, oddly enough, you seem to enjoy his antics?

well thats certainly new to him...

aaaaaand oh! hey would you look at that you've officially caught his attention, congratulations!

does not take too kindly to being the new second tallest, though... sure you're barely taller than him but its the principle! how can he lord his height over everyone else now!

KINGER:

so here's where i may be biased since i love kinger and i wish more people wrote for him, so his part may be a little longer, we'll see! i write these lil notes as i work on the post

right away i dont think he would call you any of the petnames listed above, or anything similar. i think, should you guys get on a nickname basis he would call you sweeter ones, "my love," "my darling", "my sweetheart", and similar stuff!

does not have lightning reflexes like jax and caine but if the names genuinely do bother you he would likely stop, you'll just have to remind him

imma be so real this man needs someone to stand back and just be there for him because he is going through it, so to have someone in his corner who has his best interests at heart will really do a lot for him

no comment on the height difference since kinger is pretty tall himself (and hes taller than jax! the only reason jax isnt upset about that is because kinger is always hunched), but i dont think he gives a darn about height

i am once again thinking about the in house adventure prompt with kinger that i had earlier, where he gets stuck somewhere and you have to go rescue him... this + that prompt, JUMPS UP N DOWN

#tadc x reader #the amazing digital circus x reader #digital circus x reader #caine x you #caine x reader #caine imagine #jax x reader #jax imagine #jax x you #kinger x reader #kinger x you #kinger imagine

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boozenboze · 1 year

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Can you do task force 141 boys with a medic male reader who is like Shinobu from demon slayer

Mr. Butterfly

Tf 141 x Shinobu!Male Reader

Females She/Her and She/They

A butterfly.Thats how you’d describe the h/c haired male.The beautiful design on the males jacket made him stick out.Hues of minty green and pink with a butterfly pattern.To top it off the male was a medic, a great one at that.He created toxins to stun and even kill enemies.Non-lethal and lethal depending on how he was feeling.

These things led the male to where he was now.Being brought to a new base that he was unfamiliar of.The male had a smile on his face as the driver looked at him for a second before blushing.The e/c eyed male chuckled before saying.

“It’s rude to stare you know.”M/n pointed out with his gaze still fixated out the window.The driver chuckled nervously,sweat dripping from hid forehead.He was lucky enough that the male hadn’t made eye contact with him,if he did he would just die right then and there.Now approaching the gates, the sight of a few soilders came into the e/c eyed males view.Now that the car was parked,the male in the haori stepped out of the car and took in his surroundings.There were many people along with buildings surrounding the area.

“Excuse me, Insect was it?”A soilder asked him as the male looked towards where the voice came from.

“Yes that is my name.I suppose your meant to be showing me around yes?”M/n spoke cheerfully as the soilder nodded in response.

“Yes sir um-follow me!”The soilder chirped in attempts of matching the shorter males energy.A few minutes went by and M/n was now inside one of the buildings,being led to the main part where his new team would be.When they got there M/n was greeted with 4 new faces.M/n suspected the man with the beard was the leader, and he was correct.

“I’m guessing your our new member hm?”Price spoke as M/n smiled.

“Guilty as charged sir, M/n L/n, it’s nice to finally meet you.”The h/c haired male said as Price chuckled at the shorter males tone.He seemed cheerful and ready to do things.M/n shook the hand of the brown skinned male who smiled at him,seemingly already fond of the s/c skinned male.

“Gaz, you can call me Kyle though if you’d like.”The male now known as Kyle said.M/n smiled at him as he stood there shifting in place.He seemed a little nervous around the new recruit.

“Weel arent ye braw.”Soap said while eying the male up and down as the tallest of them all spoke.

“English MacTavish, he doesn’t know what your saying.”The mask wearing male spoke up, noticing how the h/c haired male tilted his head slightly at the scots words.The mohawk having male sighed before saying.

“Well aren’t you handsome.~The names Soap!”The male said again in english,to which the shorter male chuckled.

“Well hello Soap and you aren’t to bad yourself.”M/n said with a slight blush on his cheeks.He turned around to look at Ghost who was already staring back at him.

“Are you gonna say anything lieutenant or are you just going to look at me.”M/n asked snarkily as Ghost looked away, blushing under his mask.M/n chuckled

“I’ll be taking my leave now,I have to get my office ready anyway.Bye-Bye!”M/n said as the soilder who had showed him around followed right behind him.He left his new team interested, flustered and excited.

A few weeks had passed and M/n was currently sparring one of the other recruits.Those who were watching were in awe of how fluid the males movements were.Without warning the male jumped unusually high into the air and thats when Price,who was standing near the arena widened his eyes in shock.He and the others watched the male kick the recruit several times in the head before pinning him down.

“I win.”M/n said shortly as the recruit admitted their defeat.M/n stepped out of the arena and was greeted with Soap who was asking him several questions.

“How’d you jump so high?!”

“Strong legs I guess.”

“Can you teach me how to do that?!”Soap asked while jumping slightly.He looked like a child in M/n’s eyes.

“Maybe another time, I’ll see you around!”M/n yelled out,now leaving the room.

“Doesn’t he have a katana or something like that.”Gaz asked as Price looked back at him.

“Yeah he does, have you not seen it?”Price questioned the younger male who shrugged his shoulders.

“I’ve seen him walking around with it I’m just unsure on what it looks like.”Gaz said as Price hummed.

“Go ask him, i’m sure he’d let you see it.”Price concluded before taking a drag of his cigar.(He knows M/n will scold him later so he’s trying to get it in)Gaz nodded in response,now speed walking to the males office.He knocked on the door before hearing an audible “come in.”

Gaz opened the door and walked inside, seeing M/n in a chair with the thing he’s been wanting to see.M/n was using a cloth to wipe his katana which already seemed clean.He then grabbed a small bottle that had a skull labeled on it before pouring it inside the scabbard.

“Did you need something Kyle?”M/n asked as the male sat beside him.

“Your katana, why is it shaped like that and what was that liquid?”Kyle questioned as M/n chuckled at the mans curiosity.

“Well my blade is meant to act as a stinger and the liquid you saw was poision.”M/n explained as Gaz’s eyes widened.He was about to ask another question till M/n cut him off.

“I use it on the enemy, it could cause a slow and painful demise for the victim.”M/n said a bit darkly as he continued. “You see I can’t always use long range weapons like others which is why I mainly stick to this.Other than having a possibly quick death i’d like to see them have their last moments in pain and suffering as my poison is the last thing they feel before dying.”M/n further explained as Gaz shifted nervously.He wasn’t used to this side of the h/c haired male,frankly he didn’t want to see it again.

Now moving along in a few trees M/n shot down the enemies who were currently guarding the building.The male made his way inside without drawing any attention.At least thats what he thought.As he rushed down the hallway he noticed an enemy just standing there, not paying attention.The soilder felt a piercing in his back and his eyes widened as he hit the floor.

“Oh my!~You should be paying attention darling!~”M/n spoke as the man pointed his gun at him.The man suddenly began coughing, and he spat up blood.

“Aw...seems that the poisions already kicking in.Oh well~sweet dreams handsome!~”M/n said while walking past the now dying man,snatching his rifle in the process.

“Insect this is Ghost how copy?”

“Im fine lieutenant,over”M/n said in response as shooting came from Ghosts end.M/n didn’t think much of it until a groan came from Ghosts end.

“Ghost you alright.”M/n asked as the man didn’t respond making him worry.He knew the male wasn’t far away since they’d been paired together on the same floor.

Ghost was laying flat on the ground,blood gushing out of his side as he struggled to stay awake.He had heaed M/n calleing for him but was to busy trying to stop the bleeding.He blinked for a moment before seeing something flying towards him.A butterfly a pretty one at that.A few moments passed and he ended up blacking out.

“Hey..........Hey!Are you okay?”A familiar voice said to him and slowly his vision cleared as well.He felt his head being elevated and placed down on something soft.He saw a pair of e/c eyes staring down at him and he noticed that his tacticle gear was off.He wasn’t bleeding anymore either.

“I gave you stitches and dressed your wounds as well.I gave you some medicine so that you can fight off infection as well.”M/n spoke softly as he reached his hand out to place it above the bigger mans gloved one.

“The others should be on their way to get us so we have to wait.”The shorter male continued as Ghost grunted.He turned his head to the side and it just occurred to him that his head was in M/n’s lap.He blushed beneath his mask and shifted in position so that all his weight wasn’t on M/n.

“Ahh...well aren’t you sweet.”M/n said as Ghost huffed.

“Shut yer mouth.”

“Hmm...this is why no one likes you.”

#gay #male reader #cod x male reader #mw2 x male reader #male y/n #gaz x male reader #soap x male reader #captain price x male reader #ghost x male reader #lgbtq

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sugawarassoulmate · 1 year

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Your enabling so many things in my brain 😵‍💫 Miss thing is probably almost phd level and severely overqualified for the position but Ceo!Kenma's stinkin rich like 'just come work for me and ill pay u the difference' 🥵 and maybe he notices her throwing herself into her work after a particular reunion and he gets some alcohol in her and she confesses that she hooked up with yaku who wants to meet up later and she doesnt know what to do so kenma puts his face between her legs and makes the decision for her OH MY GOD and he's so bitchless it's probably his first time so he's messy and sloppy but thats so hot pls desperate men like virgin!atsumu are so fkn hot

words: 447 cw: fem!reader, tall!reader, oral (f receiving), boss x employee, alcohol, dubcon (reader is a lil drunk), minors dni

"you're still here?" kenma asks, poking his head into your office. everyone had already left for the evening but kenma was sure you'd still be hunched over your desk getting work done.

he was prepared, though, bringing a bottle of wine and two glasses from his own office and sliding a full glass over to you. "i think i fucked up, sir," you mumbled, easily downing half the glass without thinking—allowing kenma to fill it back up.

kenma listens while you drunkenly reveal that you had hooked up with yaku during the nekoma reunion a few weeks ago. he already knew about it, seeing the smug look on his former teammate's face the next morning. (plus lev couldn't stop bragging about setting the two of you up)

he'll admit, he was a little annoyed when he first heard the news. of course, you're your own person and could sleep with whoever you wanted but kenma remembered how horribly yaku would talk about you, groaning about how the tallest girl in school had such an obvious crush on the shortest guy on the volleyball team.

kenma wasn't that much taller than yaku, meaning you easily had a whole foot on him—and yet kenma thought you were gorgeous. every day he'd call you into his office just have a reason to watch your legs that seemed to go on forever or he'd purposely talk quietly so you have to bend down to hear him.

so the fact that yaku somehow managed to worm his way into your pants after all these years, didn't exactly sit right with him.

"he wants to meet up again," you slur, sipping on your wine. "i don't know if i should. he was just so awful back then, should i be forgiving that?"

kenma shrugs. "i don't know about forgiving but if you're conflicted about going out, i can help with that." he kneels between your legs, playing with the hem of your skirt.

even in your drunken state, you roll your eyes but still spread your legs for him anyway, sipping away at your wine. kenma takes the okay to dive in.

he didn't waste a second after pushing your panties to the side, immediately plunging his tongue into the sweet depths of your cunt. it's sloppy—as if kenma's on a time limit that you don't know about. between the curses under your breath and fingers tangling in his dark locks, kenma's making his own noises, moaning at how "fucking delicious" you taste.

by the time he makes you cum once or twice (or three times) you've forgotten all about yaku, his cruel words, and all the confusion surrounding him.

#haikyuu smut #haikyu smut #kenma smut #kenma x reader #kenma kozume smut #kozume kenma smut #kozume kenma x reader #kenma kozume x reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyu x reader #🍑#🍑kenma #ceo!kenma #tall!reader

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meowsgirldrawing · 1 year

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Obey Me Next Generation Idea(aka-My au)

What about poly Au with the bros? I assume with demon culture, MC having kids and the bros all being the dad wouldn't be too surprising as I think monogamous relationships are seen just the same as polyamorous. Like neither really matter honestly in a "oh this is a big deal/drama!" Sense.

Plus its the 7 lords, they can do whatever the fuck they want

I know MC is mostly human but I think having kids is still possible as they got magic plus their pacts with the bros might make them stronger. Plus, historically, woman have been able to have multiple pregnancies, like more than 4 at least, so still- not impossible.

Just let me have my next gen shenanigans

ONTO THE KIDS PLEASE AND THANK YOU

Varya (1st Born) (she/her)-25

Daughter of Mammon

Is more demon than human, possibly the most demon out of the kids.

Holds a very smiley but deadly aura around her.

Seems the opposite of Mammon in behavior but you can tell by her subtle acts towards her family, shes his kid alright.

Is the type of person to shake a person's hand but hold a knife in the other.

"Looks like a cinnamon roll, can kill you"

Lights up at the mentions of crocheting, dogs, and weird but oddly alluring creatures around Devildom.

She does have a small habit of gambling when out with Mammon, but is actually able to keep her wins because no one expects it through her gold-winning smile.

Mess with her family and its on sight.

Lilith the 2nd (3rd born-1st triplet) (she/her)-21

I headcannon Lucifer to at least be the only one to name their daughter after their sister. Not to replace, never, but to honor her.

Is in a strange middle between Half demon-mostly demon

Sweetheart by default

That big sister you can always talk to and she wont judge.

Will make passive agressive remarks when peeved off.

Definitely denies acting like Lucifer yet can do the stance-arms crossed and glare- exactly like him.

Even does the whole hand chest like him too. Shocked look and all.

Calls all the brothers papa but Lucifer father, not as a distance way but thats just how she's always been.

Theatre kid- almost always lead.

Anna from Frozen vibes at times.

Hopeless romantic too.

Basically Lucifer if he actually showed more emotions.

Daddy's girl 100%

May or may not be in a secret relationship with Diavolo's heir👀

Rhomb(2nd Born) (he/him)-23

Son of Leviathan

Named after the Loch ness Monster

A nice balance between human and demon

But has "mutations" that make him have scaly patches on his body, his tail out almost 24/7, and bad eyesight.

Stern attitude most of the time.

Big bro protector

Tallest of all the kids

Softer on the younger kids but will smack a bitch if they act up.

Cant play video games much cause eyes so turns to more physical games that include puzzles.

Likes games with strategy to follow like War tanks, or chess. Is the type to make a DnD game the best cause he makes amazing stories too despite not reading much.

Likes mystery shows too and tries to figure it out before the answer is revealed, could go on rants about why. Gets it right 11/10 times.

If Leviathan wasnt his biological dad, people would believe he was Satan's kid.

Doesnt like cats tho.

Quinn (4th Born- 2nd Triplet) (He/they/doesnt care) (21)

Asmo just thought Quinn was a pretty name so picked it lol.

Also a nice balance between human/demon. Tho his wings stay out constantly.

Very much vibes from that yellow bird in Rio.

Laid back personality but is an outgoing dude.

Also very protective of their siblings, and will not hesitate to cut a bitch.

Isnt as flamboyant as Asmo but does have a just as great fashion sense.

Has a hard time dating as people automatically assume hes just like Asmo so will try to date him for that reason only.

Love his dad but hates the reputation he gets because of being said son.

So he resorts to just sticking to his siblings or the few friends he trusts.

Besides MC, is the second most popular face to pop up on Asmo's Devilgram

Fucking adores axolotls for no particular reason, just loves them to no end which Asmo makes sure to get many axolotl themed plushes, shirts, etc. for him.

Libbey(Liberty) (5th Born- 3rd triplet)(she/her)-21

Another balance between human/demon, maybe a tad more on the demon side.

Tho, also has "mutations" like very enhanced hearing.

Bookworm to the max

Loves reading dramas and fantasies, but seems to enjoy multiseries more than stand alone.

Very quiet and shy kid of the group.

Sometimes cant even talk so signs instead because earaches or headaches.

Likes cats but perfers reptiles more.

Has a small turtle in her room from the human realm, set it up beside her bed and everything. Their name is Casey after one of her favorite human novels she read.

But despite all this, isnt called the daughter of wrath just for nothing beside biology reasons.

Is like Satan 2.0 when pissed, she wont yell or scream but you can just tell from the drop of room temperature and the subtle tilt of her head.

Her eyes glow an electric green when shes pissed.

Had more anger issues when younger, but cause Satan knew how to handle his better now, taught her how to aswell.

Satan is probably the main one to understand her issues with such a problem, despite being more mellowed out now that shes older.

Is definitely a cryer when really angry tho.

Ryder(6th Born) (1st twin)- 19

Ngl, everyone was surprised that they had twins. Including Belphie himself.

But then again, they did have triplets before them so....eh?

Ryder is a tad more human than demon, but still powerful enough to have his own demon form like his older siblings.

His tail is seen smaller than Belphie's, and a bit thinner too.

The sloth genes affact him only so much, making him more likely just want to procrastinate then outright not do anything.

He honestly enjoys the human world more than Devildom, mainly cause everything is less..hectic per say.

Hes the type of brother/older friend that will cover for ya if you have to hide something but will subtly suggest how to fix whatever their doing.

Like one time Quinn came home slightly tipsy and past curfew, and he snuck them into his room. Though he scolded them in the morning, he covered for Quinn at breakfast, saying they ate too much sugar last night, thats why hes queasy and has a headache.

Quinn did fix that habit up quick after Ryder threatened to leave him on his own next time it happened.

Calls everyone bro or dude, no matter their gender.

Gen z vibes too in most areas.

Has a fixation with cow bells for some reason, likes the noise is all he can say.

If he were told what Belphie did to their mom/human parent way before they were born, he says "Cowabummer" while screaming inside.

River(7th born-2nd twin)(they/them)-19

How is this Belphie's kid?

Too hyper, tad crazy

Probably has ADHD, who knows.

While Ryder is the slightly responsible twin, their the reason why Ryder needs to be said twin.

Their just about the same range of human/demon as Ryder, can have a demon form, but only uses it to fuck with people than to actually be scary with it.

They may have alot of power, but their personality alone can kill people.

Is the type of kid to crawl on the ceiling when they were 2.

Is also the type to hop outta window to get to the lower floor faster. Thank Belphie for their demon powers otherwise we'd have another Lillith situation.

Has scared even Lucifer at one point, has made him yelp out of surprise. Will not go on how, no matter how much Papa Satan and Belphie ask them. Just has a toothy grin when they ask.

When calm, is actually a pretty chill dude. They like odd patterns and get fixated on the most random things.

MC gave them one of those sand timers that you flip to restart and when she came down to tell them food was done about 2 hours later, she found them sitting on the table, holding it while watching the sand go down. They use it now to relax and focus on when overstimultated or just having too much of a fuzzy head.

Has spent nearly a how week with Leviathan because they got hooked on one anime with him. Now has frequent solo movie nights with him cause.

"They're tad confused, but got the spirit"

Literally had to have someone (Rhomb) explain to them what the LGBTQ+ letters meant. Legit thought it was just new alphabet pattern, was still happy to find out what it all means.

If you told them what Belphie did to their mom before they were born, they'd think it as a joke. Dont tell them otherwise or they will cry.

Frankie(8th Born)(She/her)-16

Everyone thought that she would be the biggest child when MC was pregnant with her, since y'know, it was confirmed Beel's kid.

Yeah, she came out small. Like scary small for a baby.

It was then everyone knew she would be the most human. Has a little demon in her, but clearly not enough to have a demon form nor mark.

Lucifer's wallet cried in relief.

She does eat a good bit more than the average human but overall, nothing compared to Beel.

She does adore sweets to the max, especially gummies. Give her some and she'll love you forever.

Sweetest little sunshine in the world, everyone adores her. If they dont, then they will soon.

Shes like Mirabel in encanto, kinda wishes she had more demon powers but is still overall happy with who she is.

When her a Beel are with each other- OH MY DIAVOLO, THE CAVITIES PEOPLE GET- TOO DAMN SWEET AND PURE

Like big papa Beel and his sweet little girl all smiley and pure. Best father-daughter relationship out of all the siblings and fathers.

Shes kinda like pinkie pie from MLP but like more hyper as fuck. Can and will speak so fast when excited that it just comes out as squeaks at that point.

Since her more human side, shes more likely to stay in human world when their mom is on Buisness there, so she has alot of human friends.

Shes in gymnastics, which definitely helps keep her figure more smaller despite all the sweets she eats. Does work out with Beel too.

Mess with her and you have a whole army on yer ass.

"Bounce to the beat of my own drum!"

You can just tell how much I love this dear. HA

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blackheart-6 · 11 days

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noelle holiday age progression chart

without height lines

explanations of designs:

hi yall

so, i actually finished this drawing like a week ago lol. but i didnt want to post a bunch of drawing in a row, and then i got sick, so i havent been able to post it till now!

its my imaginings of what noelle looked like as she grew up, and a potential adult noelle design! ill explain my thought processes about these designs below, if anyones interested 😁

i also plan on doing one of these with dess, but this one was pretty difficult, so it might be awhile before that (unless yalls are interested in seeing it?)

first off, im not 100% sure ill keep using all these designs. some of them im not that happy with (im no good at designing outfits 😔) but i just went with them so i could finish the drawing. so if anyone has any alternative outfit ideas for any of her ages, id be interested in seeing/hearing it!

secondly, something that may stick out to yall for all the designs is how tall she gets. its the same height i normally draw her with, but given how i usually draw her by herself you cant really tell how tall she is! i have 3 main reasons for why i headcanon her as this tall: deer are pretty tall irl, so having her be tall makes sense in my head; i just like the look of her being super tall, it makes me happy lol; and third, i personally also headcanon the holiday family as boss monsters (i think ive explained this headcanon before on here, so i wont explain again, unless someone is interested ^^). so yeah, she ends up being 7 feet tall as an adult, the second tallest in her family!

also, i gave all her children forms stripes in some way, as a reference to when monster kid in undertale says they can tell frisk is a kid because of their stripes!

now onto my explainations for individual drawings!

theres nothing really to say about her baby design. the only thing i did that might be new is give her faun spots! they are most plentiful on her baby form, but they persist until shes in her teens, i would say (on here you cant see them after age 7, but thats just because i imagine they are mostly on her back). and i gave her a cute lil onsie that says a-deer-able! if you guys cant read it ^^

this outfit i made for her toddler design is actually an outfit ive used in the past! i wonder if yall know what drawing it was? its pretty much the same as it was there, i just added a stripe to the shirt. i felt like overalls are so reminiscent of childhood, i had to give at least one of her designs them! i also added a little mistletoe to the front pocket, to make it more christmas-esque. and i gave her some bandaids, just cause.

7 years old is one of the designs i really struggled on, and im still not happy with it. i dunno if ive said this yet, but i headcanon noelle to be trans, so at 7 is when i decided she started realizing it. so here i gave her long sleeves and pants, to show how shes more hidden now because shes unhappy with herself, if that makes any sense? i was also trying to make her look a bit like a nerd, with the button up and khakis, just because its funny. but yeah, ill probably end up changing this design at some point :P

11 years old was one of the easiest to do, considering how ive had her design for this age for awhile lol. one thing i did change was going from 2 red/white stripes to one, but ive done that before, so it wasnt something entirely new. i also gave her a smile and closed eyes, cause shes happy being a girl 🥰. other that that, its the same, so yeah, thats it for this part

okay, this next design is a fairly different looking one than all the rest, but i have my reasons! at this point in noelles live, dess has gone missing, so i wanted to show her being sad and stuff. i also gave her shoes and long sleeves because she probably goes out looking for dess when she can, hoping to find a lead 😭. but outside of in-story stuff, this outfit is based off of an old one i drew, but its fairly edited, so i wouldnt be surprised if no one recognizes it even if they have seen my old stuff. she has straight hair here, to show how unhappy she is (idk what it is about straight hair it just feels sad) and because i wanted to give her different hair varieties on this progression chart. i gave her antlers 2 prongs each at this point, because the way i see deer monsters, their antlers show their growth/aging, so youll see them getting bigger and having more prongs as the chart continues.

this outfit for 15 is another one i dont like. i tried to make it similar to her current outfit, but still pretty different. im not even sure what precisely i dont like about this outfit, it just doesnt feel that good. for this one i gave her leg warmers because i used to (and sometimes still do) draw her normal outfit with them. i gave her the curly hair she has as a callback to when i used to draw her hair like that! but yeah, ill probably end up redoing this one too

for 17, i just gave her the normal outfit, so it was easy ^^. in game i think shes 16, but close to turning 17, so i just went with 17 here to fit the +2 age pattern thing i had going on. i also gave her an extra horn prong than i normally give her, just to show age once again

finally, her adult design! i dont like this one either lol. i spent so long trying to think of what outfit to give her, but i couldnt come up with something i liked >.< so i just gave her something simple. i feel like once noelle graduates high school and probably goes to college she branches out more and tries things her mother never let her do, which is why i gave her an outfit like that, that has a crop top and a shorter skirt. also, yalls might recognize the hair style i gave her, i drew a potential adult noelle before and i gave her the same hair ^^

i think thats all for the post! i probably have more thoughts that im just not thinking of, but its fine for now. i hope yall enjoyed the drawing, and if you have any question or comments or whatever, go ahead and say them!! if youve made it this far, have a cookie, you must be hungry after reading so much ^^ 🍪

#art #my art #digital art #deltarune #noelle holiday #deltarune noelle #age chart #age progression chart #progression chart #finally did this #(i mentioned doing it awhile ago)#im kinda mixed on my feelings about this #but if yalls wanna know about that i talk all out it!#this took forever lol #also #trans #transgender #trans noelle #gotta love transbian noelle ^^

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your-dead-european-ancestor · 1 year

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Idea: tim becomes a sort of mentor red tornado type of figure for damian's team

This only happened bc everyone else were busy when damian wanted to do a first mission w his new team, and bruce said he either finds some type of supervision or he has to wait.

Enter tim.

Damian actually didnt mind having tim guide his team as much as hed thought he would. He wont say anything tho

Damian's friends adore tim cause he lets them get away with so much shit. Its a nice break from the justice league thats for sure.

And so when their second team mission came everyone voted for tim as supervision.

Tim calls them The Gremlin Guild. Damian hates it but since they dont have a team name yet its starting to stick

Its the first time tims ever the tallest person in a room and hes a little too happy ab that

Also he says the most unhinged things that sometimes makes the kids question if hes really qualified to supervise them

Examples:

"Grief does things to people kids. Sometimes that means they become more violent, maybe they change their suit color to match their lost loved one, heck they might even try to clone the person-''

"-mr. Red what the fuck''

"It happens''

~~~

"Remember gremlins: murder is bad"

"Murder is bad"

"Cause it will make batman upset"

"Is- is that the only reason??"

~~~

"Keep a close eye on those organs children, especially that spleen. you never know when youll lose them"

"..right"

~~~

"Oh dont worry about that base! I blew it up"

"What"

"Yeah in my brucequest? I blew up that base and many others so dont worry about it :)"

"Your what"

#i will expand on this just you wait #tim drake #damian wayne #ghost rambles #dc

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leastdepressedomorifan · 2 months

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in my heart kusuo is the second tallest among all his friends beat only by nendou but his ass is hunched over a bit so he appears smaller and more "normal height" also aiura absolutely has several decks of handmade tarot cards and whenever toritsuka owes her something thats what she makes him do finally another young kusuo head canon he saw a movie that had an alien looking character (think avatar maybe) and for the next couple of days he was shape shifted because he wanted to be just like them

#mikoto aiura #aiura mikoto #saiki k #disastrous life of saiki k #saiki kusuo no ψ nan #saiki kusou no psi nan #the disastrous life of saiki k.#tdlosk #saiki kusuo #kusuo saiki #toritsuka reita #reita toritsuka

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jacenotjason · 6 months

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Remember that Highschool Bully AU I was talking about? Well here’s what i wanna do:

Scraping the idea of Julie running a hate blog online, changing it! She’s head cheerleader lol! She pretends to be nice to the teachers and such, but to the other *students shes vile!! Shes like two different people depending on if a teacher is present.

Frank is also a suck up to the teachers. He’s the best student in every class, top in grades and everything!! >:D! He’s the president of the photography club, which gives him an excuse to carry a camera everywhere. He uses it to snap embarrassing photos of people and get them into the newspaper, speaking of!

Eddie runs the newspaper club! He also pretends to be a sweetheart the teachers, but also posts the embarrassing photos of people in the paper and rumors n such >:3c he and Frank work together to make ppls life miserable, couple goals

Sally is the president of the Drama club! She’s incredibly authoritative and has an absolute power trip every day in the club. If she doesnt like you, you’re not getting a good role. If you have a good role, cherish it! The second you say something against Sally or any of her friends, shes recasting you. She regularly gives people embarrassing and unnecessary roles just to humiliate them. Like a tree or… grass lmao

Howdy is the mythic bitch here, the scariest guy >:D he’s the tallest strongest guy yknow, a jock! Star player! Bc yknow.. 8 feet tall and 4 arms. Bc hes so big and scary n such he regularly steals from ppl and they cant really do anything about it. He jsut picks people up and throws them, grabs backpacks and kicks people out of them, throws ppl in trash cans and locks them in like everything. Hes mean as fuck.

Barnaby is also on the.. sports team.. but hes not as good as Howdy. Hes a jokester but his jokes are always at the expense of others and normally goes too far. He doenst shake ppl up as much as Howdy does, but he watches and laughs, and Frank records sometimes

Remember when I said I scrapped Julies hate blog? I actually gave it to Poppy! She’s too shy to be mean in real life, and instead hides behind a screen. Her blog is called “Ann Onumouys” (pronounced anonymous lol). Pretty much everyone knows its her, but the teachers turn a blind eye… >.>

Now.. Wally. Wally is pretty much the same lil guy :3 he still hangs out with them all, and theyre all genuinely friends! Hes like their little nice mascot! He doesnt understand that they bully ppl- hes also the reason they dont get in trouble.

Home is the principal and also Wallys guardian! Home is fully aware that Wallys friends bully others, but he will not expel or suspend or anything, bc his friends keep him calm and happy. So he just.. turns a blind eye so that they continue to make Wally happy.

I think thats all I got! I might draw this after work :3

#hehehehe #welcome home #welcome home au #welcome home bully au #welcome home highschool au #howdy pillar #eddie dear #frank frankly #sally starlet #julie joyful #barnaby b beagle #poppy partridge #Wally darling #home #frankly dear #franklydear

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imaginesofeverykind · 3 months

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Countermeasures

Dark Wizard! Sebastian Sallow x Baroness Reader |PT.1|

Summary: Another wizard darkens the doorstep of the Stone family Chataeu to win the favour of the Baron's daughter, only you are not the young woman people suspect you to be despite your fathers infamy as a dark wizard, you are much worse.

Word Count: 5.2k

Warnings: Implied assault/SA (not written that way but i can see how it would be interpreted as such), time period mention of child brides/young brides

A/N: I wanted to explore being a darker counterpart, not necessarily 'evil' but something thats like the evil couple who would kill for each other type beat.

”My Lady! Quickly!” The servant girl hollered in an attempt to capture your attention. It was a dreary morning as the fog settled low beneath the tallest room in the Chateau, however the grounds were just barely visible. The servant girl was all but pressed right up against the large window lavishly crafted with serpents around the frame.

Your face scrunched into annoyance, having reached a rather interesting chapter of a book from the house's extensive library, despite the disruption you humoured the servant girl, she was after all, the only one kind enough to share in your company unlike the others.

“What is it?”

“Were you expecting visitors today?” She pointed excessively on the glass in reference to the carriage that sat idle beside the fountain in front of the entrance. Visitors were far and few between these days, many people simply too afraid to leave their homes in wake of the rampant increase of dark wizard activity. The only people who even dare come seek your father were a handful of dark wizards themselves and the occasional Ministry worker snooping around.

Your father hadn’t mentioned meeting with anyone in particular on this day which usually meant what you suspected upon eyeing the figures ushering into the front doors of your abode. A smile pulled on your lips though it was sinister indeed, “it seems we have another daring individual asking The Baron for my hand.”

“Shall I escort you to the assembly room, my Lady?” The servant pulled back from the window, hands clasped behind her back and awaiting for the coveted ‘yes’ as if it were second nature.

”No not really, whatever sniveling brat wants to see me they will have to wait until I finish my reading.” You cited as if bored and reclaimed your spot on the loveseat by the fire, picking up where you left off.

“Shall I tell your father that is what you said?” She picked at her fingers nervously, never having had this response before and uncertain whether or not she wished to face The Baron's wrath at his daughter's insolence given his already prickly temper. You simply looked up over the book, locking eyes with her for a few brief seconds that felt like a lifetime and then flicked them back down to the page.

You needn’t say anything but the message got across loud and clear as the servant briskly made her exit. Despite the Chateau being cold and wicked, the servants were treated relatively fair all things considered, though the turnover rate was in excess due to both the Stone’s tempers often scaring off their workers. Servant Fae, however, remained the exception to the rule.

Fae was young, younger than most when she started at just thirteen, but she was a swift learner and had yielded somewhat of an obscene attachment to The Barons daughter, speculation accrued as it so often did but no one truly understood why out of all servants, Fae remained for as long as she did. Now aged fifteen, she approaches the assembly room with tentative courtesy, knocking thrice before entering and giving the Baron a bow, awaiting for her cue to speak.

The three gentlemen they had seen from the window above turned to greet the servant dismissively, wondering amongst themselves if this was the Lady Stone they’ve heard so much about.

”Speak, girl.” The Baron was short and snappy at the best of times, but the flicker behind his eyes indicated that he was vexed at his daughter's lack of presence, though he wasn’t surprised.

”The Lady expressed that she wishes to finish her book before coming down to meet anyone.”

“You are far too kind to my daughter, what did she say? I’m sure she wouldn’t mind our guests hearing what she thinks.” He was an instigator of chaos, many called him, and that he was in layman terms - a shit stirrer. Though cruel in many ways he was nothing if not supportive of his only daughter despite that she was now nineteen and yet to be wed.

Fae cleared her throat, eyes flicking cautiously to the three men who stood in-front of the Baron, remarkably young for suitors, compared to the last handful who were well into their thirties. “She said, ‘the sniveling brat can wait until I finish my book’ . I believe her words to be, perhaps a bit more abridged than what she originally said.”

Though despite the clear insult and lack of effort, the young man in the centre smiled at the prospect, “where can I find her?”

”I assure you, Mister Sallow, she will not take lightly to such impoliteness, but if you must. She’ll be in the library, I must warn you that it will be your funeral. She has a habit of misplacing men in the stone garden she doesn’t like.”

Despite the warning given, Fae escorted the young up and coming infamous wizard Sebastian Sallow to your usual resting spot. He was making waves in the wizarding world, having escaped imprisonment to Azkaban and running rampant across England as a force to be reckoned with. He was young, clever, and unimaginably gifted in the dark arts, learning all three unforgivable curses at just fifteen, he put most of the older wizards to shame and he knew it.

You, on the other hand, didn’t like to be interrupted. Especially reading, no one dared to be the source of such disruption, not even The Baron himself would bother dealing with being the object of your ire, though he had been known from time to time to interrupt. Not nearly, as badly as Sebastian Sallow had this particular morning.

Positively annoyed you were, not even sparing the two a glance whilst flicking the page across with a sigh. Fae made no moves to disrupt the stillness, not daring to speak over even the crackling of the fire in fear of what consequence may head her way. That was because she knew better.

Sebastian, did not.

“Lady Stone, I was informed I’d find you up here.”

”Are you deaf?” You clicked your tongue, still not making eye contact, staring at the book as the words blurred from focus. He uttered a mere ‘no’, and you proceeded, “are you blind then?” The question hung in the air for a short moment before also receiving yet another ‘no’, though his tone was soft, it didn’t tremble like most of them did when caught on the spot by you. “So — You must have heard dear Fae when she passed on that I wasn’t finished reading. And you clearly see that I am, in fact, still reading… So why am I being pestered by the sound of your voice?”

And you finally looked up, surprised to see not another older gentleman, but in fact someone your own age for once. Hardly anyone of nineteen or close had enough courage to muster up seeking you out of all suitors. Despite the shock, your quirked brows and pointed look hadn’t faltered while staring the young man down.

“Utmost apologies for the intrusion,” he wasn’t at all sorry, that much was clear as he sauntered forward, “I was simply dying to know what book could possibly be worth your time more than a — phenomenal, might I add — marriage prospect.” The two of you stared each other down, challenging one another almost silently, who would crack first? Sebastian Sallow or you?

”A servant's diary would be more worth my time to read than a marriage prospect to an imbecile who doesn’t respect a lady’s wishes. I don’t like you, or your attitude.”

“Well it’s a good thing I don’t want you to like me, I want you to love me… Perhaps we can help one another achieve the same goal,” his smarmy smile etched itself into the back of your mind, not to mention the cheeky gaze to top it off. Though, far be it for you to be challenged in your own home, to an outsider no less.

The book snapped close thanks to your swift hands, “and I suppose you think the best way to get a woman’s attention is to barge in, disrespect her and act high and mighty, is that it? I don’t even know who you are, boy.”

His lips twitched ever so slightly, “you may not know me, but I promise, you’ve heard of me. Sebastian Sallow, pleasure to make your acquaintance my Lady.”

You laughed, snorting it out as if pitying a joke that fell flat, but laughed nonetheless, “so you’re the petulant boy the ministry is folding in on themselves over? Those bumbling fools wouldn’t know how to organize a pissup in a brewery even if their life depended on it.”

”And you aren’t at all the wicked little witch I’ve heard in such harrowing detail about… Tell me, how is it, you’ve earnt such infamy if all you do is roam a single Chateau and never leave?” His hands were clasped firmly behind his back and his breathing was steady despite poking a lioness in her den. He very much liked your edge, the way your icy cold words cut through the air like a severing charm, if anything you had been nothing but faithful to the picture he had painted in his head.

“The secrets of my trade aren’t for the living I'm afraid, you’ll figure that out soon enough, Sebastian.” Tucking the book underneath your arm, in quick and decisive strides, you pass him on the way out of the library nook. He was charming, you had to admit, more charming than the droves of feeble-minded men that only spared interest in you for the power the Baron held in great honour. His interest had yet to be uncovered, and once it was, you wouldn’t mind playing with him in the meantime.

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“—already memorized the layout of the place I see.” You had not spared a single glance Sebastian's way upon his arrival in the dining room for breakfast, too busy reading the book you unfortunately hadn’t finished three days ago due to the rude nature of the Stone Estates latest guests.

The Baron tutted, “Mister Sallow and his friends are guests until business has adjourned young Lady, I ask you show some respect.” Hidden within his words were a warning, though, he could also sympathize, his one and only daughter, Heir to the Stone Estate, name and Title, he would never willingly force you into a marriage but as time went on and no suitors met, he would need to bring the hammer down eventually.

You sighed, painstakingly stirring the teaspoon in your cup while continuing to read, “I seemed to have left my manners in the library. After all, I still haven’t finished reading which I recall requesting that I finish before meeting any guests.”

“Quite the contrary, my Lady. I was lost in the gallery until a servant girl found me.” Sebastian smiled, taking a seat directly across the table from where you sat peacefully, you assumed in an attempt to agitate you further.

The Gallery? Your ears pricked up at the comment. What are you doing all the way there? Though it was common knowledge amongst the servants that the Gallery split off into four different rooms, one of them being your room and the other three of varying degrees of significance like the Cursed Relics room and hidden passageway. It was nowhere near the guest quarters nor was it anywhere near the dining room where everyone resides presently. It could be benign, he may as well could’ve been lost on his way to the dining room, or a more likely story is that he was up to something nefarious.

With an eyebrow raised, finally lifting your eyes up to see Fae standing by the entryway, your gaze quizzical enough to make the girl shift on her feet. A tell tale sign that it would be worth asking her about Sebastian's detour when she had a moment alone if you don’t jump the gun and interrogate him first.

“I will be taking my leave, I have a matter that requires my handy work, I shall return in time for Supper.” The Baron rose out of his chair, walking around the table to plant a kiss on top of your head before promptly taking his leave. Part of him hoped that when he returned home Sebastian wouldn’t fall victim to a freak accident like so many before him had. He only wishes you a happy and content life once he is passed on, the same wish your mother had before her untimely death.

The room stilled, the only sound bouncing around the room was the soft clinking of the teaspoon you swirled absentmindedly in your teacup. The occasional dark oak floorboard creaked beneath the turkish rug gifted by a previous suitors family, but not loud enough to break the descending silence.

Sebastian cleared his throat, finally disrupting the peace which was rather irksome considering breakfast was one of your favourite times of the day, the way the morning sun shone through the towering glass windows, breaking golden rays across the deep and open dining room. Dust specs sparkled high in the air from the disturbances of people walking and moving, most likely falling to their usual spot in crevices and nooks that were far out of reach for the servants to clean.

“Say, who’s that?” Sebastian asked, gesturing over to the feature wall dressed in an ornate moody wallpaper and a singular large portrait that looked over the table. Its frame had such intricate snake detailing one couldn’t possibly see it all unless essentially standing underneath it, impressive handiwork, and even more impressive subject. The painted woman sat in a large baroque throne, skull detailing accented on the arms and head of the chair, she looked nearly vampire-esque with her severe and imposing look of malice etched across her face as the eyes of the portrait scanned the room, ever occasionally shifting in her throne and looking away at something else.

”Baroness Stone,” you answered flatly, knowing exactly who he was referring to without the need to even spare a glance. Between having met The Baron in person and sitting rather uncomfortably underneath the watchful glare of the late Baroness, it was clear to Sebastian that perhaps the reputation of the Stone’s was because of her. Sure, The Baron was imposing in his own right, but The Baroness had a certain cruelty that could be seen even in the eyes of her portrait.

“What was she like?”

”You’ve already asked a question, it’s only fair I ask one now…” Slamming your book shut, you leaned forward on the chair to look at Sebastian fully this time. He was broad in the shoulders, a face full of freckles like the dust specs that littered the air in your favourite places within the Chateau. He was dressed modestly, not exactly a paragon of wealth like all the others that had asked for your hand in marriage before and you admittedly did like that difference.

He shifted in his seat as if surprised by your forwardness, but nodded, “by all means My Lady.”

”You must think I’m as half-witted as my father, snooping around in the Gallery were you? What exactly were you hoping to find?” You folded your arms and stared at him expectantly, wondering just how hard or easy it would be to break him considering his rather stubborn vigor the night prior.

“That’s two questions,” he smugly smiled, “I didn’t think I’d be meeting my match here, you’re quite the observant witch I must admit. Well educated, despite not going to any wizarding school that I’m aware of… There’s nothing I can say or do that could possibly sway your distrust in me, is there?” The sincerity in his voice was nearly convincing, had you been as dim-witted as some of the girls in the literature you read, perhaps it would be believable. But there was something off about him.

Fingers drumming against your arm while letting the cogs tick away in your mind for a response, he certainly had a way with words that was surprisingly almost easy to fall for. “A spider doesn’t simply strike without watching her prey first, and you are hardly the epitome of trust since you’ve been spouting half truths ever since you arrived here. So perhaps we’ll agree to disagree — to answer your first question, this is what my mother was like, she brought me up to always second guess the truth a man tells you because it’s always a half truth. For the sake of the narrative, maybe you are interested in my hand in marriage but it's not the only thing you want, so I ask again, what were you doing snooping in the Gallery?”

The room stilled in absolute silence, nothing, not even the floorboards dared make a sound as your icy glare found his gaze, scrutinizing every motion he so desperately thought was near perfect upon arrival. Perhaps he was wrong for underestimating you, assuming that a woman from a wealthy family would be sheltered enough to not question many things. Your wrathful honesty may perhaps had been what gave you such infamy in the first place, and Sebastian is finally understanding why many were smart enough to fear you.

For the first time since he arrived he resigned to the fact that maybe the best way to earn your trust and get what he was after, would be to start telling the truth, which was a much harder thing to accomplish and he had accomplished a lot in nineteen years of life. There was a very distinctive shift in his body language and behavior that was noticeable almost immediately, his knee began to bounce as if it had a mind of its own and his eyes started to look elsewhere in the room.

”I suppose… It would make sense that you should understand where I came from… Why I’m here,” He started, playing with his fingers as he starts the story from its beginning, from the night his twin was cursed, sowing the seeds of his dark nature as it only continued to bloom on his hunt for a cure. He divulged in not great amounts of detail about the tumultuous fifth year he had at Hogwarts, only sparing the parts that made sense to who he became to be. Learning the three Unforgivable Curses, using all of them at one point at only fifteen, two on his fellow classmates and friends, and one on his uncle.

“— I… Well, I didn’t mean to.” He paused.

”You’ve been honest until this point, don’t start lying now,” your words had visibly annoyed him, his chest puffing out to defend himself but you were quicker, “the unforgivables are called that for a reason, saying you didn’t mean to kill someone with one of them contradicts its existence… You meant it at the time and now you feel remorse, don’t mix the two emotions up.”

He laughed bitterly, “remorse? My uncle was angry and cruel, he had it out for me the second my parents died and it only got worse with time. I’m only sorry that his death cost me my sister.” His emotions had rung surprisingly high, though you supposed it made sense given the nature of the conversation, he was divulging a lot of his past which clearly still rubbed raw his feelings to this day.

”You’re the one that said you ‘didn’t mean to’, I’ve still yet to figure out how this ties into us, so keep going.” You urged, unphased by his emotional outburst, it was nowhere near as volatile as your fathers could be and perhaps your unflinching composure had been exactly what Sebastian needed to calm himself down.

”I went through all of my fifth year at Hogwarts thinking Goblins were the reason my sister was cursed. But it was never them, it was Victor Rookwood who did this to her. Every wizard, witch or even muggle that is associated with him has met their end until I find him and kill him myself.”

This was news to you, fairly certain that the daily prophet had reported on his death four years ago. It was a surprise to find out that maybe he cheated death after all. “And I’ll take a shot in the dark — My father has something to do with him.”

“You’re a far more clever witch than I'd anticipated, I figured if I could snake my way into this family and have your father meet an untimely death, perhaps even you too. And when Rookwood came crawling back to this estate for The Baron's help, it would be me who lay in waiting and it'd be the last thing he’d ever see.”

You leaned back onto your chair and hummed in surprise, you were certain he was up to something but hadn’t quite expected that, but after hearing what he had to say, explaining his history it began to make sense. The daily prophet articles written about rogue wizard Sebastian Sallow, really he was more or less an unlicensed vigilante Auror at this point, he was admittedly far more effective. Though, you supposed he wasn’t just targeting dark wizards, he was also killing muggles.

”I admire your dedication, though your plan is positively flawed and would fail without question.”

“Oh, pray tell what you have in mind for a successful plan then, my Lady.”

You looked off to the corner of the room, absently tapping your feet on the floor while keeping the train of thought going in your mind, “one doesn’t simply become Baron of the Stone Estate. We’ve been in illicit doings for centuries, our roots are buried far deeper than you could possibly imagine. We have allies in the ministry, allies in the muggle world and two Aurors off the top of my head that work in tandem with this family. How do you think my parents got away with so much to earn their titles here? It’s not given to us by birthright, it's earned.”

“Then indulge me on what a girl who was homeschooled here her entire life has done to earn her title,” he looked you up and down, seemingly frustrated at your attempts to pull apart his entire plan, a plan that you guessed had been in the works for several years.

”Don’t be petty, I’m simply stating that if both of the Stones go missing, no corner of this earth could you hide where someone wouldn’t hunt you down. It’s a corrupt place out there, you need only know how to control it so that it works in your favor — come with me, it's time for a stroll outside, don't you agree?”

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The grounds surrounding the Chateau were ever expanding it seemed, closest to the home itself were the carnation bushes and enchanted hedges, more snake motifs littered among the detailing of the castle one might have assumed it was a Gaunt estate, Sebastian wouldn’t have been the first to think it either.

”I’d almost go as far as to say you’ve stolen this place from the Gaunts,” he commented as the two of you strolled underneath the ivy canopy into the vast array of different flowers. It was an assault on the senses almost, flashes of vibrant otherworldly colours on different shaped stems and heads, the smell was so thick it was nearly suffocating.

“Apparently you must be a direct descendant of Salazar Slytherin to enjoy snakes now do we? I find them rather interesting if it's all the same to you,” It was no secret you favored reptiles over any other creature, dragons being one of your favorites but the serpent could never be beaten. Perhaps it was due to your love of old literature of different cultures that aided the love for snakes, they were highly regarded in many ancient historic cultures and were a symbol for power.

“I didn’t say that — though you would’ve made a great Slytherin.” He mumbled the last part, certain that in a different lifetime or universe where you had come to Hogwarts the two of you would be fast friends.

“That’s a pity, my family has a history of being Ravenclaws.” You mused, a smile on your lips as you practically glided through the gardens, your dress made of a fine black silk with dark blue accents that made it appear as if your feet weren’t even touching the ground. Sebastian had to chuckle at your response, understanding that given your affinity to reading and being as sharp as whip that perhaps being in Ravenclaw made perfect sense.

He then grew somber almost, lamenting on his past. Merlin how he missed his friends and classmates, he missed Hogwarts, walking the castle and going on weekend trips to Hogsmede, he’d even go as far to say that he missed Madame Scribner and the scolding she would have out for him for getting caught once again in the Restricted section.

There was a real attempt of normalcy after his fifth year concluded, he tried so hard to go into sixth year and leave his past behind him but it had lasted a meager two months before he couldn’t take it anymore. It wasn't long after he went into solitude that it came out what had occurred the year prior, The Ministry was on him ever since, trying to convict him for his uncle's murder.

The Dark Arts whispered to him like a lover that promised so much more than the life he had pretending he was a good person, it was easier for him to fold into the darkness than it was to follow the light. He hadn’t spoken to anyone since fleeing Hogwarts, not Ominis, not Anne, not Garreth or Imelda and certainly not his companion that had arrived in fifth year. His only friends were hardly that at all, many of the people he found himself with were more or less like colleagues than anything worthwhile. His hunt for Rookwood was all consuming, he didn't have time to make friends when he was out every other week tracking down Victor's allies and snuffing them out.

“Sebastian?” You had been watching him for a short while, hands cupped in one another neatly by your waist while waiting and the book you had been obsessively reading tucked under your left arm.

Hearing the softness in your voice caught him well off guard, snapping him back to the present and looking over, he almost forgot what the two of you were doing out here but quickly brought himself back on track, “how is a walk in the Garden proving anything?” He asked, almost irritated to be out in nature once he regained awareness of being outside. “Or are you simply walking me out here to kill me after I told you everything?”

A smile ghosted your lips, but you didn’t say anything and kept walking. The idea of your silence was to make him nervous. Why? Because, as the late Baroness always said, it was fun to play with your food. Successful in that venture, he still followed tentatively behind at a bit more of a distance in case his hypothesis was correct and that you were, infact, going to kill him. Or at least try to.

It was almost instantaneous, the divide from the gardens littered with plants to the mass yard of statues, it was almost like a stone maze, which would be aptly named given the family name.

Sebastian walked up to one of the statues in curiosity, a wizard who stood proud and tall. The sculpture was worn and had shown clear signs of weathering, at least in comparison to the statue adjacent to it. Another wizard statue, this one a lot less composed than the last, fearful features striking across his face and body language.

”Snakes have this incredible literary motif that I think a lot of people tend to overlook,” you paced around another statue, “for instance, a lot of the time they can be perceived as wise while they also can be perceived as deceitful… And I think two things can be true at once.”

You pulled out the book from the crook of your arm and opened it up, “the other night you asked me what book was so good I refused to meet with you — It’s a book of greek tragedies and alleged myths, another culture that looked to Snakes as powerful. But the story my mother told me when I was young was what always stuck with me… Medusa, a tragedy about a mortal woman who was seduced by Poseidon and cursed by Athena — Or was she assaulted by a man and given a protective curse by Athena to thwart that ever happening again? You’re well versed in history, yes?”

Sebastian looked at the statues surrounding them, all wizards, all varying degrees of fear, anger and stoicism imposed on their stone form, “I’m aware of the myth. My sister would read me these as bedtime stories.”

”Wonderful. Well lets just say, its an inspired artform, a homage if you will. I’ve been heir to this family name since I was born, I’ve had suitors knocking on our door since I was eleven asking to marry me, me?! A child. Men coming to inspect me since before I even had my first blood, can you imagine? Forty year olds, thirty year olds, always older and never my own age. I was fourteen when the first incident happened, he was a git that one, mother didn’t like him very much but it was my ‘duty to humour the men who come all this way to see me’. He said vile things but I had already started raiding my fathers bookshelves on dark magic and more archaic curses that aren't all that common anymore. I do hope you like my handy work, it's a more permanent curse than the full body-bind curse, turns the other person to stone entirely.”

You were sickeningly proud of what you’d done to men by the dozens, and why shouldn’t you be? You were content in your own company and didn’t need blubbering fools to satiate your needs better than yourself. “And the best part of it all, they’re still alive. They can hear us right now and they can live in that torment for all I care.” The way your voice hadn’t wavered once, sent shivers down Sebastian’s spine, he had done nothing but underestimate you the entire time he’s been a guest and he was beginning to question his own judge of character.

”I suppose I’ll be next then?” He asked, though trying his best to not sound nervous.

There was silence while you thought, circling the statue he stood in front of and tilting your head to the side, “I haven’t made my mind up yet. Though is this answer adequate enough for you? Is this worthy enough of earning my title?”

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