#because that is the shortest name i have for this monster

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I See Red (m)

ONE SHOT

Pairings: San x Reader

Genre: Smut (basically pwp)

Word count: 5.1k

Warnings: Jealousy, dom!San , he spits in your mouth at some point, slapping, choking, overstimulaton, edging, the whole deal really, name calling, oral, fingering - This is just pure filth I’m sorry. 

A/N: this was originally an nct jeno's fic but I thought it matched San so well so here u go

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You didn’t know what finally set San off.  

Sure, you haven’t been on your best behavior lately but it’s not like it was your fault; Ever since he decided to go on little gym dates with Yubin and just casually mentioned it to you one day, like he was talking about how sunny it was outside and not about how he was hanging out (almost daily) with a super hot girl, alone - and in minimal clothing too.

You couldn’t even trick yourself with “she’s not his type” because that woman was everyone’s type, damn, she was even your type.

It’s not like you didn’t trust him or felt insecure about yourself - it made no sense, really. It’s like people say: Jealousy is a little green monster that ate your insides and got you to unreason things. You just couldn’t help feeling slightly annoyed, you mean, try knowing your boyfriend is hanging out for hours with a blonde goddess with a six pack AND be happy about it.

So, since he decided to be a pain in the ass, you decided to become what you were born to be: His worst fucking nightmare.

But in all fairness, you didn’t know exactly what tipped him over the edge. It could have been you casually hanging with his roommates in the shortest skirt you could have possibly found, it could be the way you kissed Wooyoung (just a small peck) so the boy would stop playing around and annoying the others with his over-the-top signs of affection, it could even be the way you asked Seonghwa to massage your shoulders because you were in pain but too annoyed to ask your boyfriend for it. He sure must not have liked the way you were dancing with Mingi at the party last Friday or how he got home on Monday to you wearing one of Yunho’s shirts - but he was San, of course he said nothing about it. Plus, he knew you better than that.

It didn’t help when Wooyoung and Mingi asked what was going on between you two and you shared your boyfriend’s gym adventures, of course you could trust those guys to join in on making their friend’s life living hell. It was just open game then, Mingi playfully flirting with you and complimenting you whenever he could and Wooyoung teasing your boyfriend about it.You were always careful to not cross any lines, though. Only doing things that you knew weren’t actually going to upset San and would be perceived by him as one of your little games, which is what they were. You also kept it subtle and spaced out - which is why you were expecting to be playing for a long time, or at least for a bit longer than you actually did.

Your plans were ruined on Wednesday afternoon, when the black-haired boy came out of the shower to a Jung Yunho pulling you to sit on his lap, his arms going around you to show you how to play the video game. Your boyfriend quietly sat down next to you two, saying nothing and staring deeply at the Tv screen but, the look on his face and his clenched jaw were sending a shiver down your spine.

Damn you for refusing to have sex since you found out about San’s gym buddy, this pent-up frustration was not helping you at all.

Thanks to the distraction that was your boyfriend, you couldn’t focus on the race going on and lost at the easiest level, resorting to whining to Yunho, who simply patted your thigh in a comforting manner and let out a soft, “It’s ok, baby.”

Your pouting soon morphed into a face of shock and your little fit was interrupted as your boyfriend hastily stood up, groaning a “That’s it. Room, now!”

You looked up at him confusedly but not done with being annoying yet, you decided to try one last jab, sending him a challenging look, “I don’t really feel like it.”

San simply raised an eyebrow at you, his whole aura shifting, making you coward immediately under his cold gaze, “Care to repeat that?”

“I said- Nothing.”

“That’s what I thought. Now, move.”

You repeat what your boyfriend said in a mocking tone but obey, leaving an amused looking Yunho behind as you wondered where the fuck did all your confidence go to. You really couldn’t keep the character up when San lowered his voice - you liked playing with fire but you weren’t crazy enough to jump in it.

As you entered your boyfriend’s room, your heart was beating like crazy. You felt like a kid again: When you knew you did something wrong and your mother was about to punish you for it. The anxiety did not sit well with you, maybe you should start being nicer to the man.

“San, I-” You tried reasoning as soon as he entered the room, closing the door behind him.

“I don’t give a fuck, sit down.”

Damn.

You were happy to comply, legs getting wobbly as his strict tone had a weird effect on you. You sat on the edge of the bed and San was quick to stand up in between your legs, you tried to look anywhere but at him, but that was proven impossible as his hand softly but confidently grabbed your chin and tipped your head up so you were forced to stare at him like a deer stuck in head lights. You could hear your own pulse throbbing inside your ears. 

Well, no use acting all innocent now, you really did bring this upon yourself.

“Had fun?” He asked, his voice could cut you right open. You didn’t know what to answer, nervous of any extra consequences that may come if you did, but your silence was clearly not accepted as his grip on your jaw tightened, “Speak.”

“Yeah.”

He hummed, eyes slowly skimming over your face as his thumb softly brushed your cheek, “So pretty. Too bad you don’t know how to behave, huh? I think it’s about time for me to put you back in your place, don’t you agree?”

You close your eyes and enjoy the smooth circles he was tracing with his thumb, not sure where he was going with this - your heart was trying to leave this room, though, by the way it kept pounding against your ribcage- but knowing you wouldn’t get a lot of soft moments from this point forward.

“Did you think I would find it cute?” He sternly asked, his tone contrasting with the light touches on your face. He knew your answer to that and you knew he was just playing your cards, and well, it was working.

“No.”

“So you acted like a brat on purpose?” He tried giving you a chance, knowing you really had no way out of your own mess.

“At your service, sir,” You joked as you rolled your eyes, trying to lighten the mood, maybe make the man laugh a bit so he would forgive you.

“Watch it,” He spat out and you kind of regretted saying it when his hand flew to the back of your head, pulling on your hair harshly so you were forced to look up.

Ok, San was mad mad.

His cold expression didn’t faze at the way you groaned in pain, neither did his grip on your hair as he bent down so his face would be right in front of yours as he warned, “You brought this upon yourself. Clothes off.”

You had it in you to fight a bit, but honestly, you were already aching between your legs and curious to know how all of this would unroll. You quickly undressed, leaving your panties on since he didn’t say anything about it, your eyes not leaving the floor as you did it. You then stared at your boyfriend, who was now sitting on the edge of the bed, waiting for the next instructions. San simply looked at the place between his spread legs, signing where he wanted you. As you sat down, you noticed the man had placed the full body mirror he owned right in front of you while you were undressing.

Oh, boy.

You two locked eyes through the mirror and he calmly asked, “What’s the safe word?”

And that’s when your brain stopped working, knowing you had really fucked up. San has always been a little bit more on the rough side in bed, even kind of dominant sometimes, but never like this. You two had never used a safe word before. He noticed your struggle and suggested in a soft but strict tone, “Is Apple ok?”

“Yeah,” You muttered and he nodded in acknowledgement before harshly forcing your thighs open with his hands, making you gasp. His chest was pressed against your back, but you couldn’t feel his heart hammering crazy like yours was.

San slowly moved his hands higher up your thighs, getting goosebumps to erupt all over your body. He ever so lightly traced one single finger against your clothed slit as he said, eyes still locked with yours in the mirror, “I want you to watch yourself being a slut, maybe then you’ll be embarrassed and learn how to behave.”

You whined, not sure if it was at the tip of his finger barely grazing over your clit or at his words. Honestly, who the fuck was this man?

You could see the wet patch of fabric between your legs in the mirror and San caught you staring at it as his middle finger rubbed slow circles on you, only smirking at you in response, clearly satisfied with the effect he had over you.

It was embarrassing how quickly you were squirming under your boyfriend’s touches; your bottom lip was almost bleeding from how strongly you were biting it to keep your whines inside your mouth as you tried to move away from his finger because it was soon becoming too much. He was having none of it and his other hand firmly found its place  on your jaw once again as he grunted right into your ear, “Be a good girl for once and take it. We have barely started.”

You did whine at that, his stare not fading for one second as he tightened his grip on your face and pulled your head back to the front every time you tried to look away from the mirror.

“Look at you. I haven’t even touched you properly yet and you’re already a mess, what happened to all that attitude, huh?”

He was right, he had only touched you through your panties and you were already so close. Guess you really were all bark and no bite – But to be honest: You were dripping, your underwear was soaked and his finger drawing shapes against your clit just felt so good you didn’t care about your little personality problem at all.

Your thighs were quivering from the stimulation and when he sped up his movements they tried to fly shut, but his voice stopped you midway, “Don’t you dare.”

You grabbed the fabric from his pants harshly, “San, I’m-”

“Only talk when spoken to.”

This new side of San, his heavenly (or devilish) finger teasing you plus his hard dick throbbing against your lower back, got you spasming in record time. Your nails carving shapes on the skin of his thighs as your whole body shook when you orgasmed. San continued tracing your clit through your high, until you were jumping from sensitivity and whining at him to stop. He lightly pushed you so you would stand up and you struggled to comply with your shaky legs, but tried your best.

You stood in front of your boyfriend, expecting him to then order you to suck his dick or something and this would be all over with, but were surprised when he pulled your panties down your legs with delicate fingers. Goosebumps filled your skin again at the mere touch of his knuckles against your lower abdomen. It was weird how he touched you so softly while his eyes burned holes into you, you had never seen San so worked up before, you felt like he could explode at the wrong move of a finger from you.

He slowly kneeled in front of you, eyes locked in yours. His hands were on the back of your thighs and you felt cold and warm at the same time, nipples hard with the shivers that ran up your spine. San didn’t comment on your shaking frame, giving your clit a soft kiss as he stared up at you.

“San, I-“ You began, trying to inform your boyfriend you were too sensitive from just cumming.

“I’ll make you cum once for every time you flirted with someone this week, and now once more for disobeying me,” He simply informed before going back to work, tongue doing wonders against your swollen clit.

You cried out at his words.

The man pulled your legs slightly apart so he could go all in, his wet lips and warm tongue playing with you until the sensitivity turned into pleasure and you were entering a place of euphoria, trying to not moan too loudly since his roommates were right outside. He noticed you were trying to contain your noises and tskd, eating you out more fervidly. When it became too much again, your hands grabbed his hair for support, which only resulted in you receiving a firm look, “No touching. If you want to act like a whore, I’ll treat you like one.”

Ouch.

You tried balancing on your feet, but your body was quivering at San’s ministration and he wouldn’t let you go. Not managing it anymore, you let your body fall to the front, supporting your hands on the bed, thanking the heavens your boyfriend didn’t complain about it. You wanted to tell him you needed his fingers inside of you but didn’t want to disobey his order once again, only letting moan after moan leave your lips. San simply looked animalistic kneeled in between your legs and you forced yourself to close your eyes, throwing your head back in pleasure.

You were not recognizing yourself but that thought was far from your worries as you released once again against his tongue, hand gripping  the sheets so tightly you were afraid of breaking your fingers. San stood up, holding your waist so you would do the same as you breathed hard, “This one was for rubbing yourself all over Mingi at Yeonjun’s.”

You could see the way San’s cock was throbbing against his pants, but he seemed to pay it no mind as he pushed you down into the bed on your back. He hovered over you, slightly brushing his lips against yours before telling you, “I’m giving you 10 seconds to recover.”

One, he counted out loud before kissing your cheek. Two, he mouthed just below your jaw. Three, he whispered and sucked on the side of your neck, making you twitch in bliss. Four, he licked your collarbone. Five, he kissed between your breasts, your back automatically arching. Six, he brushed his fingers against your hardened nipple, loving the sound of your mewls. Seven, he left an open-mouthed kiss on your stomach. Eight, he did the same to your navel, feeling your abdomen tense under his fingers.

Honestly, this was not helping you calm down at all. Shivering this much couldn’t be healthy.

On the count of nine, his nails scratched the inside of your thigh and on the count of ten, he plunged two fingers inside of you with no warning. You chocked around nothing, biting the back of your hand so you wouldn’t legit scream. You had never been so wet in your life and the way his fingers were slowly rubbing so good against your walls, had you out of your mind.

“Put your hand away, I want to hear you,” He ordered, eyes locked on the way his fingers disappeared inside of you. How did he even know you were biting on your hand?

He continued pumping and curling his fingers, speeding up when he felt your walls tightening. You started feeling your third orgasm approach you even faster than the first one, tensing your legs so you wouldn’t close them because of the sensitivity.

San smirked at you, “Look who’s being a good girl for once.”

You didn’t even care anymore, everything felt so good you couldn’t even remember your name and you were sure you sounded like a porn star, having no control over your voice. You were so close, knuckles white again at the force you were holding onto your pillow. So, so close.

And then it all stopped.

You whined loudly and San simply ordered, “Use my fingers.”

When you gave him a confused look, hoping you hadn’t understood what he said right, he nodded at you, “You heard me.”

You groaned and dropped back down, San easing three fingers into you and waiting still, patiently. This was humiliating but when he gave you a pointed look, you simply forgot about your pride and pushed yourself against his fingers until you were ready to explode again, and as promised, San didn’t do a thing, letting you make yourself cum only using his fingers. It didn’t take long, considering how fucked out you were already (and you weren’t even actually fucked yet). A few more bounces and you were done for, wanting to cry at how good it felt.

“This one was for getting my friends hard, prancing around in those mini clothes of yours.”

You couldn’t help shutting your legs now, body spasming every 2 seconds. San said nothing about it this time as he stood on his knees, undoing his belt with one hand, groaning he couldn’t take it anymore. He dropped his pants and boxers, letting his cock out and your heart pumped faster at how hard and swollen it was.

Your boyfriend roughly opened your legs, positioning himself on top of you and entering you in one harsh thrust, not even waiting for you to adjust (not that you needed it much, considering he was just 3 fingers knuckles deep into you). Real tears started to run down your face at the oversensitivity, your mind couldn’t form a single comprehensible thought, “San, I can’t-“

“I’m not stopping unless I hear the safe word, you can take it,” He snapped, voice as harsh as his thrusts inside of you. He had never fucked you this hard, the whole bed shaking and complaining. There was no way people wouldn’t know what was going on by now.

You trashed under him, it felt like too much but at the same time you didn’t want it to stop. San’s hand was quick to wrap around your throat, squeezing on the sides to hold you down so you would stop moving.

“My pretty princess crying over getting fucked after acting like a slut for days. That doesn’t seem right, now, does it?” He groaned, not faltering his speed or strength one bit. “Tell me, if I didn’t give you the attention you wanted, would you have let one of them fuck you?”

You whined, nails digging harshly on his back (which he thankfully allowed). You thought about answering but you couldn’t really mutter any words with the way San was drilling into you and he knew it.

“I asked you a question,” He hissed, tightening his grip around your neck, cutting the blood circulation from reaching your head.

The lightheadedness didn’t help your case and after another few seconds without an answer, you felt a sting from the slap San gave right across your face. He had never done that before and as a strong independent woman, you didn’t expect to like it as much as you did it.

“Don’t make me repeat myself.”

“N-no.”

“No what?” He demanded. The neighbors must really hate you from the way the bed frame kept hitting the wall, but nothing else really matter besides how you were being so pleasantly destroyed.

“Only you can fuck me.”

“That’s right, you’re mine. Open up.”

You were not sure what he meant, embarrassed of doing what you thought he was implying and being wrong, but when he stared you down so intensely that you got actually scared, you slowly opened your mouth. He gave you a wicked smile before slowing down his thrusts a bit, his hold on your neck still strong and when he slowly lowered himself and spit right into your mouth, your body betrayed you and you came all over the place without a warning, not even giving you the chance to brace yourself.

“Good girl,” He caressed the place he had slapped you with his thumb, stopping his movements to let you calm down for a bit. You were not even sure your brain would ever go back to working normally. He silently and slowly sucked marks on your body until your breathing somewhat resembled something normal again.

“Come look at yourself,” He called, tone a bit gentler. Maybe your tears softened him up a bit.

You tried to obey, carefully dragging yourself to the edge of the bed so you could stand up in front of the mirror where he wanted you. As soon as you tried standing up, your legs gave out, but San was right behind you to catch you, holding you up by your waist and pointing to the mirror, “Look.”

And you did. You had purple bruises on the left side of your neck, on your breasts and on the inside of your thighs. Your hair was clearly all tangled up, there was dark mascara running down your face and smudged around your eyes. You looked absolutely wrecked already.

“So fucking pretty,” He whispered, littering your shoulder with soft kisses. “All of you. Every single part, and they are all mine.”

You shakily nodded. At this point, if San wanted you to walk around wearing his hand as a necklace you wouldn’t even complain.

“It’s all of my friends’ wet dreams to fuck you, I don’t want to ever hear you moaning Seonghwa’s name or see you kissing Wooyoung again, understood?” Your boyfriend told you, placing two of his fingers on your lip for you to suck. You wrapped your mouth around him, sucking on it gently and drawing your tongue along the length of his fingers, feeling his still hard cock against your lower back. He had no reason behind that action, he just wanted to show he could do whatever he wanted with you, whenever he wanted, and you would enjoy it.

“It was a joke,” You breathed out once he retrieved his hand, referring to the kiss your boyfriend was talking about.

“I know baby girl, but let’s not give them any hope. I want them to know who you belong to,” He quietly told you, his breath hitting your ear. “Get on all fours.”

Your body stiffened, “San, I really can’t-“

“Did I ask?” He cocked his eyebrow at you and you took a deep breath before shakingly obeying.

As you crawled in bed, your boyfriend finally took his clothes off before positioning himself behind you. At least this time he pitied you enough to at least start fucking you slowly.

A hiccup escaped your throat, almost sure you couldn’t handle it anymore and San caressed your lower back to comfort you as he grinded his cock inside you, “Only one more, princess.”

You were in heaven and hell at the same time, your pussy was so sensitive that every thrust felt like you were right on edge, you had never experienced anything like that before. Your arms gave out quicker than your attitude dropped, left side of your face pressing against the sheet and staining it with your mascara and tears. You were honestly not even sure you were moaning anymore, not being able to hear yourself, but with the way San sped up his movements you figured you were.

“Hands,” San asked and you complied, like being used by him was your sole purpose in life.

He grabbed both of your wrists and held it together on your back, the bruising tight grip and the low groans leaving the man’s mouth brought you closer to reality.  If you were in a normal state of mind, you would wonder how your boyfriend could last so long, he had been hard and throbbing since he locked the door earlier - But since your mind was floating somewhere far away, your only reaction was to sob in pleasure and overstimulation.

“Do you remember the safeword, baby?”

You shut your eyes tightly and nodded your head desperately.

“Tell me,” San asked.

“A-apple.”

“Good girl. We’re almost done,” He told you and you could feel how his thrust were getting shallower and messier. You were so close too.

After another few minutes, San let out a loud moan with a broken whine and shot inside of you (something else you two rarely do, both of you enjoyed it but the pregnancy scares were always too much), you could feel his cum hitting your walls and you loved it. He continued to fuck into you for a whole minute, riding out his high as the hottest sounds left his lips. You clenched around his sensitive member, signaling you were close and he hissed, suddenly pulling out.

You whined like you had never whined before and he simply shushed you, slowly gathering his cum dripping from your hole with his fingers and pushing all of it back inside. You cried out, using your now free hands to hold onto the sheets as he pumped his finger into you – You honestly wouldn’t be surprised if the sheets were ripped by the end of the day. He was teasing you, knowing you wouldn’t be able to reach your high with the speed he was using. You tried pushing back into his fingers but he was quick to hold your hip still, “I don’t think so. Sit down against the wall.”

You wanted to scream.

“San, please,” You sobbed.

“What? You’ve been teasing me with Mingi for almost 2 whole weeks and I can’t even tease you for a few minutes? Don’t you think that’s a little bit unfair?” He asked, stopping his fingers only when he felt your walls spasming around him. “Now do as I say.”

You accepted your fate, trembling as you followed his instructions, surprised when he got out of the bed and sat down on his desk chair, calmly looking at you.

“Touch yourself,” He instructed. “But don’t cum, or else we will go for another round.”

“You said we were almost over,” You wail.

“And we are baby, just do this one more thing for me.”

You opened up your legs, letting your fingers rub against your clit. You were so wet and San’s cum just made you more lubricated. Since you were already so worked up, you had to trace less than 5 circles against yourself before becoming a noisy mess, ready to let it all go.

“Stop,” Your boyfriend’s strict voice cut you off.

You opened your eyes, which you hadn’t even noticed you had closed, and stared at San in shock, halting your motions.

“Now do it again while looking at me.”

You held the sob that wanted to escape down your throat, shakingly nodding and obeying, just doing anything he wanted so you could cum already. You touched yourself while you looked into San’s stern eyes, your cheeks burning at the fact he had never seen you so vulnerable before.

“I can’t hold it any-“ You stuttered, your eyes stinging again.

“Stop.”

The sob that you had been trying to hold back escaped, ripping through your whole body, you had no pride anymore, or shame, as you let your tears spill freely as you begged, “Please, San. Please. I ca-can’t-“

San silently got up and crawled into bed, positioning his head in between your legs.

“It’s ok, princess. You can cum now,” He told you gently before lowering his head and sucking on your clit. He only had to do that three times and you were seeing colors you never had before. The wave of pleasure hit you so strongly that you tough you passed out for a second or two, seeming lost when you managed to open your eyes again.

“Hey baby, it’s ok,” San comforted you softly, quickly getting up on his knees to hug you with one hand while drying the tears that wouldn’t stop soaking your flushed face. “I got you, it’s all over now.”

He was fast to embrace you tightly, bouncing you gently like people do to calm babies down as he muttered praising words after praising words against your ears. It all filled your heart with warmth and pride.

“Want to take a bath?” He asked you in his baby voice and you managed  to form a small smile, remembering that was the same man who was slapping you across the face and spitting in your mouth a few minutes ago.

You nodded and the boy ran into the bathroom so quickly you didn’t even process his absence.

“I’m only preparing the bath, baby. I’m here,” He assured you when he wasn’t back after a minute or so. You were thankful he understood how vulnerable you felt in this moment and how it was something new to you.

He eventually came back and cuddled you until he felt like the tub was full enough. San carried you easily to the bathroom and tested the water temperature before placing you down with care.

“I used your favorite bath bomb,” He smiled and you returned the gesture, appreciating the warm water around your muscles and the gold glittery appearance of it. “I’m just going to go grab our towels, ok? I’ll be right back.”

You waited for a while, playing with the water and taking deep breaths to inhale the vanilla scent coming from it. The water looked so creamy and you slowly rubbed your face with it, trying to clean all the make up and dried tears. You were content, you just had the best sex of your life and San was proud of you.

You were almost falling asleep when you heard your boyfriend’s voice, “Honey, are you covered?”

You looked down confusedly at the opaque water, the man had just almost chocked you to death, why was he worrying about your modesty now out of all times?

“Yeah, why?”

“Wooyoung and Mingi are being a pain in the ass, they want to make sure I didn’t kill you.”

At that you laughed and just let yourself slide down the bathtub, letting the water drown you in shame.

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“Babe?” You called, watching the way San played with your fingers. When the boy hummed at you, his chest pressed against your back making your body vibrate, you continued, “What finally set you off?”

“What do you mean?”

“Like, I’ve been trying to get on your nerves for days-“

“Oh,” He laughed and then sighed in embarrassment at his confession, “Yunho called you baby, only I get to call you that.”

You turned around from where he was holding you on the tub, trying to see if he was serious, only to find your boyfriend pouting.

“I can’t fucking believe you, Choi San.”

Pt. 2 (a little extra, not a continuation or necessary for the plot)

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My dearest soulmate

So some people wanted a Ganondorf version of my Calamity!reader so I'm finally writing it, enjoy.

An old proverb. Oral legend passed down through the Gerudo families for centuries. Their king, who is only born every century, and his fated love. Many reject this as the truth. Their desire for the king to be free to conquer Hyrule is so strong that they hide the legend. One slip up is all it took for all that work to come undone.

"What did you say?" The King's voice boomed, demanding and harsh.

The servant quivered in fear as her friend stepped forward to explain.

"We were just speaking about an old story we heard from our mothers as children my king. Our apologies for angering you."

"What story? The beginning was similar to an old legend I have read about, this may be the end of what I desire to learn!" He grins, staring down at them.

The shortest woman gulped and began to recite the story as she remembered it,

"Once every 100 years, a king will be born into the Gerudo royal family. He shall bring forth an era of change and power to the Gerudo people. This legendary king will fall victim to a knight chosen by the Sword that seals the darkness. A cycle of pain that can only be broken through union of the king and the Lady of Calamity."

"Lady of Calamity? I haven't yet heard this part of my legend." "Yes... this has been ignored as the Gerudo people of the past could never find her and assumed she didn't exist."

"Well, if she is what I require to win, than we shall find her. Prepare the army, we do not sleep until that woman is found!" The King yelled, walking off to arm himself.

---POV CHANGE---

It was a normal day for the young elven woman. The dark bubbling malice followed her feet padding along the grass through the forest. Her home. She had no choice but to hide from the village people she once regarded as family who exiled her once her powers had emerged. An ancient legend caused her to be thrown to the wolves by her former friends, although it did mean she would avoid execution. Words uttered by Hylians of old had doomed her to a life of solitary suffering unless she succumbed to the fate the world had set for her. But, she would never. Why in the world would she throw herself into the arms of pure and utter evil. Ganondorf. Her soulmate.

Although she had never met him, obviously, the tales of the crimes he had committed against her kind made her fear the man. She herself knew she was far from weak, the malice that follows her beck and call protects her well enough. Yet, she was apparently, his win condition for his atrocities. Just because her people betrayed her, doesn't mean she will betray them.

A dense unsettling air settled over the forest. Y/N felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand up as she glanced around the trees cautiously. An arrow whizzed by her face and she jumped back, falling down as a heavy foot was brought down on her chest.

"Stay down Hylian!" The Gerudo woman commanded. "We look for the Lady of Calamity, have you heard that name? Many say she's as tall as us Gerudo and as strong as a Lynel."

Y/N felt her breath catch in her throat. Perhaps she could hide who she was by lying and going along with the rumors they had heard. Yes, that's a great way to escape!

"Ah, yes! She resides in a nearby village. She protects them from monster attacks." She said hurried in a soft voice.

The Gerudo woman nodded and removed her foot from Y/N's chest. She sat up and held the aching ribs, the pain soon dissipating from fear. An intense wave of nausea overcame her as a strange smell filled her nose. The hot desert sand, Warm Saffina oil and a faint dizzying musk. Her vision shook as she lent down, wiping sweat from her brow.

On the other side of the thick treeline the Gerudo King was having a similar struggle. His head became clouded with the strange pounding of his heart, echoing through his body. The fresh scent of the forest was pierced by a sinful sweet smell. Every step he took, following the scent made him feel as if he was going to collapse. His warriors followed him as he made his way past the trees, staring directly at the meek woman on the floor.

"Lord Ganondorf, are you alright?"

"Stay away," The woman groaned. "I haven't fought for so long to lose to you now, you beast."

"Do not speak to the King like that," One of the warriors yelled, but was silenced as Ganondorf chuckled.

"Look at me woman, where is she?"

"where is who? I do not know the woman you seek! Leave me be!" She growls, ripping at the grass beneath her hands to stay calm.

Ganondorf just chuckles darkly, standing over the woman.

"I know she is here, my wife, my queen to be. Now where does she hide?"

"Nowhere! I live alone in these woods, I do not know the woman you seek. I have never seen a single woman around these parts as tall as any of you!" She declared in rush.

"You're lying, I can sense her!" The King yelled yanking her up by her arm to finally look at him.

The moments their eyes locked he could feel himself fall apart. Her lashes shielded most of her eyes from his gaze, yet the iris' he could see filled him with a strange sensation. Y/N felt her knees buckle and immediately fall apart as he grabbed her, a dull heat drumming where he had made contact, as well as forming deep knots in her abdomen. Her lips parted as she panted, a strange heat settling over the two despite the chill winds in the forest. Ganondorf felt his body begin to hunger for the small woman, noticing the malice prepared to catch her should he drop her. Although, he didn't plan to. Lust. That described the immense, powerful sensation that was taking over his mind. An unstoppable, violent desire to part her thighs and control her small form. His people would worship her, similar to how he already did. She stared up at him in fear, his mind still caught in a trance.

"Ganondorf?" She muttered, worried he would kill her then and there.

The small whimpers just inspired more sinful desires. For her to scream his name into the cold desert nights to consummate their marriage, only his body heat to warm her small, fragile form. Months later for her to have the Gerudo guards at her beck and call as she relaxed in their bed, plump with his young. Years later small red-headed children running around her legs as she carried their youngest child, greeting him back from a battle. Yes, it was all perfect. He would conquer Hyrule for her. For his wife.

I hope you sinners enjoyed that, I know I did. I'm gonna tag those who I saw asking for it so they get notifs. If you like this then go check out my other pieces of writing! Thanks and bye!

Tagged: @professor-petty @simp-erman @kujogoofzeus

#legend of zelda botw #legend of zelda tears of the kingdom #legend of zelda breath of the wild #legend of zelda x reader #x reader #yandere x reader #legend of zelda fanfiction #ganondorf x reader #ganondorf #ganon #yandere #soulmates

[starrystevie]

it’s after everything is said and done, after max wakes up with cloudy eyes and eddie is no longer a wanted man and will feels like he’s alone in his skin again, that steve starts the headcount. he brushes it off as an old habit from his basketball days. says that as the captain, he had to do counts at their away games to make sure everyone got back on the bus, so it's become ingrained in him. everyone knows that the real reason is more complicated than that with monsters and darkness, but no one dares open that can of worms.

there’s a grand total of 12 of them: the six big kids and the six not so little anymore kids. he starts in height order because it's easier that way, goes from shortest to tallest and always counts himself last because he tends to forget about himself if he was in the fray of it.

but then eddie leaves. the government comes in with their less than generous hush money and hands it over to him seemingly out of the blue, but it's just what he needs to get the hell out of dodge. out of a town that still spits venom at him as he walks down the street because a cleared name doesn't mean a cleared verdict in the eyes of the public. he packs up with wayne and they move without telling any of the party where they're going because they want a fresh start without the ties of murder and split ceilings following them.

the count goes down to 11. steve skips from jonathan to argyle without a certain curly head in between them and tries to ignore the way his heart pulls painfully at the fact that whatever eddie was to him, whatever he was starting to be for eddie, is over just as fast as it barely started.

it's an eerily cold april evening when the count goes down to 10. the bonfire in steve's backyard has dwindled down to smokey embers as they pack up for the night with sticky marshmallow fingers and sugar highs that leave them laughing loudly. steve watches as everyone makes their way up to the house, all 10 of them-

steve recounts. gets to 10 and pokes himself hard in the chest to make sure he doesn't forget himself as the last and his lungs feel painfully too tight once he realizes that there's a different curly head missing from his count.

"henderson," he whispers, his head whipping around to find dustin in the moonlight. he looks from the tree line up to the road and feels his heart pick up to twice the beats it should be. "where did... henderson?!"

everyone stops. steve can feel them all looking at him, but all he can see is decay floating through the air and bats circling overhead and vines crawling over his feet and he hears the screams echoing in his head that have plagued him since he pulled eddie out from that haunted place.

"dustin!" steve's throat is raw as he screams, his lungs burning as he runs around the expanse of his backyard, and he tries so fucking hard not to panic but his count was 11 when the started and he'll be damned if it won't end with 11.

there's a commotion in the house that he writes off as the rest of the group trying to figure out why steve's running around but when he listens closely, it sounds happy. he can hear cheers and he has to force himself not to get angry because how could they be happy that dustin is missing but then it's-

"-eddie?"

the two curly heads that have messed with his count are standing in steve's doorway with matching grins. eddie's hand is laying flat on dustin's head, shaking him around the tiniest bit before detaching and pulling steve into a hug. it feels like something unfurling in steve's too tight chest as he melts into the smell, the comfort, the warmth that is eddie, his own shaking arms snaking around his waist to ground himself.

"am i too late to join the party?" eddie whispers next to steve's ear and it makes a choked off laugh escape him. "sorry for scaring you, stevie, dustin was just the first one to open the door. didn't mean to mess up your count."

there are questions that need to be asked like how dustin managed to sneak inside to get the door without steve noticing and how he even heard the knocking in the first place and what eddie is doing back in hawkins and if he can up his count to a dozen for good again, but those questions can wait.

he presses his head to eddie's collarbone, takes in a deep breath to steady himself, and smiles when he counts to 12 in his head.

#this was solely inspired by the tiktok compilation i saw of bang chan counting all his members #steve harrington #dustin henderson #eddie munson #my writing #tagging with... #steddie #because it kind of is okay #steddie headcanon #stranger things ficlet #steddie ficlet

[krugkorien]

Happy New Year everyone! Today I want to show you my main setting: the Divine World. It’s a dark fantasy world that combines both epic (gods, monsters, magic, saving the world) and mundane (death, decay, bigotry, oppression) aspects of the genre. Worldbuilding and lore is a very important part of DW, to a point where if I could write everything I want about DW it would be one of the biggest books in the history of mankind. But this is an introductory post, so I’ll try to keep it brief!

1. While I’m not going to get into any unpleasant details here let’s still get some trigger warnings out of the way first. As I said DW is dark fantasy, and it’s so dark that Marena came up with the name Macabre Fantasy in order to emphasize how dark DW is and how the aforementioned themes of death and decay play a huge role in it, as well as many other sensitive topics. Aside from what has been already mentioned there's also a lot of cruelty & violence (both interpersonal & socio-political) and also topical problems: sexism, nazism, colonialism, etc. All of this, of course, is not for the sake of being edgy, but to make a lot of important points.

2. The inhabitants of the Divine World are appropriately called Divine Humans [1], aka Homo Mirandum. While they look a lot like regular humans, there are a lot of differences between us and them! They have horns, claws, different hair textures and skin tones, three spinal cords instead of one and are also bigger than us: it depends on a lot of factors and the shortest men are actually not that big, being only 166 cm tall, but the tallest women can go up to 350 cm! And yes, you’ve read it correctly, women are taller! Divine sexual dimorphism is somewhat flipped compared to ours and Divine women are tall, muscular and hairy, while men are short, thin and mostly hairless. Meanwhile their voices are pretty similar and androgynous, and also have a metal (as in material not music) vibe to them.

Physically Divine humans are, for the lack of better word, monumental: they are strong, capable of surviving wounds that would kill a regular human ten times over, have a great memory, but are also stiff and slow, both physically & mentally, for physiological reasons as well simply because they can afford to be — their lifespans can be measured in multiple Earth centuries. However Divine humans rarely enjoy their longevity to its full extent. Outside dangers aside, their illnesses and disabilities are just as monumental as they are. For example, Divine albinism means fully transparent flesh which in turn means complete blindness and high vulnerability towards radiation (levels of which are very high on Mirabilis).

Divine souls are just as physical as anything else. They are also Aetheric in nature, and are another example of Divine sexual dimorphism: white souls belong to men and black to women (with rare exceptions). This plays a huge role in Divine society and became one of the reasons why most Divine societies are patriarchal: men, despite being physically weak, can literally mind-control women when needed. It doesn’t help that too much contact with an aether opposite to your soul can lead to death.

While Divine humans are technically the only race of Mirabilis, thanks to magic they can turn into many various creatures: Demons, Angels, Chorts (lesser Demons, roughly speaking), Bieses (lesser Chorts), Beatas, Vampires, Turnskins (Divine equivalent of werewolves), Beasts, Chimeras, Nocturnals, Urials, Cadavredaxes and so on, many of them having sub-types (for example vampires being living and undead).

4. Technology & society-wise Divine civilization can be compared to 19th century Earth: imperialism and nationalism are at their peak, proto-industrial society, recently invented trains & electricity. However Divine civilization also possesses traits more associated with our Middle Ages: religion being the most important social institute, no concept of humanism, plate armor & melee weapons still being main tools of war.

5. Like Divine humans themselves Mirabilis looks somewhat Earth-ish but is actually very different. For starters, when I say that DW is a dark and oppressive world I mean it a bit literally! Mirabilis has high atmospheric pressure (~8 higher than Earth), it’s a much colder and wetter planet, and most noticeably — it has no sun. Despite this, Mirabilis still has light and heat, even if not as much as we do, all that thanks to the White Aether (a very important magic substance) that fills the space around the planet. A Sun’s fire isn’t the only kind Mirabilis lacks — due to the low oxygen level of 15% fire simply cannot exist in normal conditions on Mirabilis.

If the word “normal” can even be used towards Mirabilis — all of the planet’s flora are technically mushrooms and much closer to the meat-side of things, so stuff like bleeding human-eating trees isn’t exactly shocking to Divine humans. Animals are technically the same as on Earth but with a huge caveat — their appearance is based on the medieval depictions of them which means animals like hyperagressive fishes with limbs, talking horses with human teeth, owls with human faces, giant non-arthropodic insects and so on.

While Mirabilis is bigger than Earth, it has only one continent that is sliced in half by the so-called Black Wall —an  impassable wall of Black Aether. The stories I write take place on the western half of the continent, and its inhabitants can’t just cross the ocean to explore the East because of the atrament — a deadly substance that fills the sea and is so dangerous only two western races out of twelve have any level of resistance to it.

The explorers of Mirabilis would be very upset about this if not for the Remnants, mysterious ruins that are both more ancient than anything they have ever seen yet more advanced than anything they could dream of. Exploring Remnants is an incredibly dangerous, often illegal job, but what’s that compared to a chance to learn more about the world? More materialistic folks are attracted by the artifacts that are capable of granting incredible miracles and, of course, even more incredible horrors.

And I think that’s pretty much it for the introductory post! From now on I’m going to repost the stuff I’ve previously posted on my Twitter before but now with all kinds of lore tidbits. There’s other projects we’ll talk about, especially Neon-23, Marena’s cyberpunk setting (that has a crossover with DW we made for fun!) but that’s it for now. Thank you for reading all this! And thanks to @goldporces & ippoteq @ Twitter for beta-reading this text!

[1] — In Russian I call them Дивнолюди, based on an archaic Russian word for “miracle” — диво. “Divine” is a very lucky translation because it sounds similar to the original word and also points at the, well, divine nature of the Divine Humans.

#worldbuilding #dark fantasy #divine world

[willsolaceloml]

Will Solace hcs cause he SOLOS!!!! Stay mad haters

(Both in the demigods world and in a mortal!au)

Hes a bisexual icon

He was short as a child. And i mean. Shorter than the common child. I mean short SHORT. He wasnt known as Will Solace he was known as The Blond Smurf. Shortest in the class type of beat. Everyone thought that he was going to be like 5'7" MAX as an adult.

Got a massive grown spurt when he was like 14 and now hes like 6'1" (people didnt reconize him anymore. Someone started a rumor that some big ass giant took him and pulled him from his head and his feets and that was why he had become so tall. Everyone was terrified.)

He uses guns as his weapon of choice against monsters!! He sucks with close combat and finds the bow somehow boring. Plus! His granddad taught him how to shot when he was younger (Naomi wasnt that happy to see her 10yo with a gun) so he had a sort of emotial bond to that type of weapon.

He specifically asked the Hephaestus cabin to build him a pair of semi automatics and hes this 🤏🏻 close to give them a name and tug their bedsheets for nighttime

He has plague powers. STOP BEING COWARDS YOU ALL KNOW HE DOES!!

He never uses them tho because hes really ashamed of them

Hes a dog dad. By which i mean that he has not 1, not 2, not 3, not 4 but 5 dogs ☺️ One Golden Retriever (named Shiro) that was the Solaces family dog, one light weiner (Burrito) that was gifted to Will by a friend, two pitbulls (Mila and Bee) adopted from the dog shelter and lastly one mutt (sandy) personally saved by Will from an abusive home.

He loves dogs guys he truly does

Hes actually very good as sports! Hes especially great at Volleyball and Basketball, and in his High School hes part of the basketball team.

Hes very close with Leo & Clarisse they are literally bffs

Nico taught him italian swears and hes able to say "testa di cazzo" and "pezzo di merda" as fluently as a native speaker

When he was young he always dressed up as young Anakin

Once he got older he dressed up as Luke, Han and older Anakin

Hes like. VERY protective with people he loves. Not in an oppressive way tho

Hes one FINE mf and i mean it that man Is ANGELIC

He doesnt really see it tho

He decided he wanted to be a doctor when in 5th grade the school organized an obligatory first aid course for the kids. It was very basic but Will instantly fell in love.

He eats. A lot. Like he can eat 2 large pizzas alone and still ask for a dessert. His friends use him as a sort of trashcan because of this. "Oh you cant finish whats in your plate? Just give it to Will! He'll eat everything"

Han Solo was his bi awakening

He likes to bake! Not as much as he loves to eat tho

He surfs (ofc....) and try to make Nico learn it (spoiler: he sucks)

He has tattoos. People lets accept the truth. He does. Hes FULL of them. Big ones, little ones, dumb things, phrases, animals... Everything. He loves them.

He has a... Weird fashion sense. By this i mean its horrible. Yes i know. Its an ugly truth, but its the truth. He couldnt be that level of flawless...

Drew tries to help, she really does, but Will just cant seem to comprehend whats wrong with his fashion sense. Sandals with socks, different prints together, 9374928392 colors together seems all reasonable to him

His average body temperature Is around 37°/38° C. Didnt have much fun during covid times. (Gonna post about this specific hc in the future hehe)

He loves tangled. He LOVES tangled.

Nico forces him to dress up as Rapunzel while he dresses up as Flynn Rider.

Hes also a big fan of Shrek. Watched those movies a ton of times

OK IM DONE IM DONE

#bisexual will solace #will solace #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson #william solace #william andrew solace #will solace solos #solangelo #nico di angelo #nico x will #will x nico #pjo hoo toa #nico pjo #hoo #heros of olympus #trials of apollo #tangled

[moinsbienquekaworu]

And now, by popular demand, the latest post in the series of me listing fics I have enjoyed reading: Kylux edition! (dedicated to @romanticvampire and @zeawesomebirdie <3)

Usual disclaimers apply, that is to say I have my own personal tastes & biases, I prefer longer works, I read a lot of smut + people write a lot of smut for this ship, there are very few kinks I won't read, I love omegaverse, and there's lots of fucked up dynamics for these two, so read the tags carefully before reading!

Obviously I'm not saying those are the only good fics ever or the best, just that I had them downloaded to my phone/in my AO3 bookmarks and thought they were at least a fun read. You're free to think I have bad or weird tastes, but keep that to yourself.

All the links work as of late june 2023, so if you can't see one of the fics, it's probably archive locked. Sometimes I add comments but sometimes I don't, and obviously I have stronger opinions about certains works than others, but it also can just be that my memories are vague or that the summary just sells the fic better than any comment I could add. The fics are sorted from longest to shortest.

Onto the list!

First, here are authors whose names I Remember, most likely because I dug through their entire AO3 to find more cool fics back when I was really into Kylux, but also maybe because I realised while making this list that they'd written a few works I like but hadn't connected to them before. It doesn't mean those are the only authors worth reading, they really really aren't, they're just authors whose names I recognise and who wrote multiple fics I liked! They're listed in alphabetic order.

– callmelyss/(a)roseofgalaxies

• From the Last Whelming Sea (42k, 10 chapters)

By now, Kylo might have recited the story himself, how it had been before, how there was once a mighty republic—or an empire—or both?—between the many planets. How it had fallen into war and chaos. How, in insolation, their world had changed, the oceans rising, the cities tumbling. How the people had changed afterward, taken to the life still possible under the waves. – Generations after the Republic, the Empire, the Force, and terrestrial civilization have fallen from memory, Kylo is a prince on the cusp of fulfilling his destiny as leader of his people, who live among the sunken remnants of the world before. That is, until he meets Hux, a cantankerous tinkerer with an affinity for technology and the old relics, who challenges his understanding of everything he thought he knew about the oceans, the galaxy, his family—and himself.

• And All That Road Going (38k, 4 chapters)

Kylo regards the pair of them. Phasma’s pale hair haloes her paler face; Hux’s eyes are dark, unfathomable in the shadows. The city’s lights glitter behind them, beckoning them all back, but neither spares a glance that way, at that luminous oasis. They’re both looking at him, expectant, and at the road ahead. And it would be much easier to do this alone; he didn’t want to involve other people, least of all two strangers he’s just met. – Kylo Ren, AKA Ben Solo, the son of a prominent California Senator and a mechanic, flees his past and the authorities, trying to leave both behind in the Nevada desert. Along the way, he picks up a cynical waitress and a sharp-tongued con artist in need of their own new beginnings. Together, in his father's '77 Plymouth Voyager, they find more than the road between the edge lines.

• My Baby's a Devil in the Bedroom (20k, 6 chapters)

“Oh, obviously.” Kylo let out a shaky laugh and ran both hands through his hair. “Wait, no, you’re serious. You’re a fucking demon.” “Well, yes, not to put too fine a point on it.” Hux smiled, clearly pleased with himself at the joke. “Or more accurately, I’m a succubus. A sex demon.” – Kylo has an unusual squatter. He's pretty fine with it.

• Monster, Lovely (8.9k, 2 chapters)

“Wait, what?” The redhead—previously with his tongue halfway down Kylo's throat and his hand jammed into the front of his jeans—takes a halting step backward. He raises his fingers into the grimy light from the bathroom window. No mistake: they’re glistening with secretion and glowing a faint violet as he turns them this way and that, studying them. “Huh.” – It was supposed to be a casual party hookup. That was before Armitage knew about the tentacles.

• Hesitation Change (8.2k)

“I—" Kylo says. Meaning to explain. Except he doesn’t know that he can. Account for the impulse just now, to go against this precisely coordinated spectacle, to answer an unposed question, what it would feel like to kiss him in front of the entire expanse of known civilization, and, perhaps most pressingly, whether his lips are as soft as they look (softer). – The Supreme Leader marries his Grand Marshal.

-> absolutely insane about this author. Monster, Lovely is always lurking in my brain. From the Last Whelming Sea and And All That Road Going altered my brain chemistry. The author made all the works private while I was finishing up the list and I waited until they made them publicly available again because I could not post a Kylux reclist that didn't link to them. Lyss (if that's still what you go by?) if you're reading this you changed my life a little and I don't know you but I love you.

– Camellia Cook

• Catch and Release, in collaboration with armoredsuperheavy (19k, 4 chapters)

Six months after the death of Supreme Leader Snoke, Hux feels like he’s all that’s holding the First Order together, but he’s barely managing to keep himself together. He’s stressed out and exhausted, unable to step away from his work long enough to truly relax. Kylo Ren is intimately acquainted with the feeling of being overwhelmed by one’s responsibilities. Looking at Hux, he remembers a long-ago encounter that helped him escape that feeling once, for a little while. He’s certain he could do the same thing for Hux, if only Hux would let him.

• Decadence; Or, Five Times Hux Tempted Kylo Ren and One Time Ren Tempted Him (17k, 4/7 chapters)

Hux is horrified to learn the depths of the new Supreme Leader's asceticism, and so he personally sets out to convince him that there's nothing wrong with enjoying yourself from time to time--for the greater good of the First Order, of course. A little pleasure might go some way towards decreasing Ren's famous volatility, after all. Not that kind of pleasure, though. This isn't a seduction. (Yes, it is, but Hux is the one being seduced.)

• Moonlighting (11k)

When Hux decides to visit a famous red-light district in search of a little stress relief, he’s disappointed in the selection until a tall, broad stranger in a skirt and heels catches his eye. When he gets closer, he finds that the stranger isn’t a stranger at all--it’s Kylo Ren, Supreme Leader of the First Order, selling himself on a street corner. It must be some sort of undercover work to track down a resistance operative--surely that’s the only possible explanation. There’s no way Ren could be doing this just because he gets off on it… right?

• masters of the fucking universe (5.8k)

Kylo Ren, CEO of First Order Peacekeeping Solutions, plucks his top engineer, Armitage Hux, out of his lab and brings him along to a high-class fundraiser to help sell their newest innovation. Hux is just trying to keep up, and not give away the enormous crush he has on his boss--which is made much more difficult when Kylo decides he wants some company after the event.

-> I keep thinking about Moonlighting, I would safely put it in the top 10 of the hottest fics I have ever read (hottest to me personally of course). I will forever mourn that Decadence didn't get finished, but the 4 chapters we have are already incredible.

– flyting

• In A Crowd of Thousands (1.2k)

Hux recalls the time he met Ben Solo, unaware that Kylo remembers it too. “It was Endor Day,” Kylo realizes. He remembers those parades, distantly, through the veil of another life. A hot, cloudless summer day and a cheering crowd. “Yes,” Hux says. “I didn’t realize it at the time or I wouldn’t have-” he stops, shutting his mouth. “Wouldn’t what?” “I suppose I got rather into the spirit of things. I was twelve. It was warm and there was music, and everyone was so excited. Someone gave me a free iced chocolate. It was the best thing I’d ever tasted.”

• Breaking Down Like Fractions (6.9k, 2 chapters)

For the TFA-kink prompt: AU where Ben Solo never became Kylo Ren, but he's still the same man who *could* have become Kylo Ren. He's prone to fits of temper, he's very strong in the Force, and... he's a Jedi. He's developed a soft touch on people's minds (because Uncle Luke is so disappointed when he's mean to prisoners, although Uncle Luke is disappointed in him anyway) and he's the Resistance's interrogator of last resort. And then the Resistance captures a prize: General Hux of the First Order. He's building a base somewhere that can destroy an entire star system at once. And Ben is the only one who can find out where it is.

• Reputation (15k, 9 chapters)

Kylo finds out Hux is an omega. Functionally it makes no difference -- everybody in the FO takes hormone control -- but every so often medical deems fit to have someone go through a rut/heat. Alpha/omegas are uncommon enough that it doesn't present real disruptions. Kylo is excited. He's an alpha, and has never experienced being around an available omega. Omegas are supposed submissive, needy things -- according to Han's old romance novels and Snoke's gender essentialism 101, at least. And the glut of porn. Subjugating the general sounds appealing. It turns out heat makes Hux mean. He's aggressive, hostile, and doesn't seem to give a fuck about Kylo or his fancy dick.

-> Reputation has been on my wall list of fanfics I like since July 2021 and the author writes great (that's the end of the sentence, their writing is great)

– imperialhuxness

• Brighter Visions (14k)

Then: Free-wheeling arms runner Kylo Ren sells illicit kyber to a disgraced general with nothing left to lose. Now: The Emperor doesn't cope well with lateness from his best clandestine operative. – "Kylo’s chest clenches, and he pulls Hux closer. The Force is glowing again at the margin of his consciousness, something warm and golden and alive threatening to burst out of it. Thirty years of life, and he’s been three different people: the failed padawan, the misfit criminal, and the Emperor’s one-man death squad. Only the lattermost has been happy."

• Love, Your Crooked Neighbor (11k)

When Snoke assigned Hux to bring in his newest asset, Hux was expecting some everyday Coruscanti underworlder on a low-profile Core World. Predictable. Routine. What he gets is a burning compound on a nameless hunk of rock, a confused young pseudo-Sith, and oh, yeah. Feelings.

• Super Fade (8k)

After Ben returns to his hometown from a disastrous first semester of college, his dad attempts to revive one of their oldest father-son bonding activities: picking out New Year's fireworks. His going-places high school ex is the last person he expects to find on the other side of the counter. – Over a gray v-neck—not a button-down, what the hell— that bares his pale throat and prominent collar bones, the guy’s wearing a leather jacket. An enamel pride flag pin shines on his lapel. “Oh, my god,” Ben breathes. “Armitage?” What has to be Armitage fucking Hux looks him up and down. “How‘s Yale?” he says, and adds belatedly, “You may set your items on the table.”

-> Once again, Super Fade changed my life, it is so very memorable to me for personal reasons. Love, Your Crooked Neighbor is an extremely fun read also, not like funny but very enjoyable to me

– Kyluxtrashpit @kyluxtrashpit (who is still posting about them even though it's been years, thank you for your service, I haven't read for these two in a while but I'll swing by for your last fic)

• Floss Me (2k)

Hux, Kylo's boyfriend, is aghast to find out how rarely Kylo flosses (i.e. never) and he can't take it anymore, so he decides to take matters into his own hands. Kylo's mind, however, takes things in a different direction, and it turns out both of them enjoy the rather unexpected results.

• Aural (2.7k)

Hux fucks Kylo's ear. (Yeah you read that right)

• Monthly Reports (3.1k)

Kylo Ren's tantrums are expensive, and those extra expenses always complicate Hux's paperwork. Rebalancing the budget takes time, time that could be better spent doing something useful. So, of course, he devises a punishment for Ren.

-> Now those may sound a little... strange. Especially Aural. And it would be reasonable of you to think "ew I'm not reading that" but what is life if you never read fics that sound insane and are actually also very good? Huh? You can check out the rest of their works because they're also good, this is just the few I had downloaded on my phone. Floss Me is more normal and I am still a little obsessed with it <3

– notlikelybutpossible (all archive restricted!)

• the Fall Out Kylux series (148k, 3 works of about 50k each)

Inexperienced alpha Kylo Ren gets stranded on Hoth with reluctant omega Armitage Hux. Guess who’s going into heat. Guess who has to help him…

• My lonely heart calls (37k, 3 chapters)

Irreverent werewolf Kylo Ren meets repressed furry Armitage Hux. They're perfect for each other.

• the Dick in a box series (8.7k, 3 works)

In which Kylo Ren presents Hux with his dick. In a box.

• Once A-Pawn A Time (7.2k)

Hux has seen the mysterious man around a fair bit over recent months – he's hard to miss, with his height and build, not to mention the scar that runs all the way down one cheek. Hux is reasonably sure he’s living out of the battered Ford that he often leaves in the Walmart parking lot. But he's never come into the pawn shop before…

• Yours, desperately (6.7k)

Ren discovers Hux has a secret kink. And, being an emotionally fluent, boundary-respecting adult, decides his new purpose in life is to convince Hux to share…

• Holding out for a Hero (3.6k)

When Kylo Ren emerges from the waves before him, Armitage Hux is far more interested in his cock than, y'know, the fact that he's a centaur...

• Tie me down and use me up (2.1k)

"I just think that Kylo's massive cock deserves to be edged or used as a dildo for someone else's pleasure. Preferably with little to no regard for the pleasure or satisfaction of the man it belongs to." (@ProteanKylux, 28 July 2021, Twitter)

• Oil and fire (2k)

Kylo, a friendly liquid blob monster, encounters a human hiking through the forest who entrances him like a flame entrances a moth. He wants to touch.

• Soggy Biscuits (2k)

Kylo Ren was not prepared to deal with a very drunk, very uninhibited Hux bragging about how fast he can masturbate. But... he also wasn't prepared to just let him win.

-> I'm insane about all of those but especially the Fall Out Kylux series, Alpha Dog and Omegalomaniac lives in my brain still. I also remember clicking on the AO3 email for Soggy Biscuits <3 Once A-Pawn A Time is weird to read once Anakin becomes your blorbo as well but the concept charms me so much

– sigo

• Homecoming (13k)

“Ren, it’s midnight,” Hux sighed at his infuriating coworker. “Get to it.” “I may have informed my entire family previously that we were dating.”

• Whitecap Violence (5.2k)

When Kylo had first wanted to bring Hux along, Hux had protested. Bad enough that the Supreme Leader was always off galivanting planetside somewhere. The Chancellor should stay on Coruscant. Kylo would hear none of it, and here Hux was.

• The One with the Eggs (4.9k)

Hux turned on his heel, but hardly made it two steps before running straight into Kylo Ren. He knew his face betrayed his dismay. He didn’t have time for this.

-> Eggs are not everyone's thing but when they're yours it's really hard to find good fics, thankfully this fic exists. Homecoming was a kinda strange but fascinating read, by which I mean I read it once years ago and I still remember it pretty well, and Whitecap Violence is easily one of my fave titles I've ever seen

– solohux

• Screaming Colour (38k)

For as long as Hux can remember, he's been able to see everything in brilliant, vivid colour. His mother tells him that it means that he's got a soulmate somewhere in the galaxy who's waiting for him and little Hux is excited to think that his soulmate can see things in the amazing colours that he can. But one day, the colour begins to drain from Hux's world. (Soulmate AU where you see everything in perfect colour until your soulmate dies)

• What We're Made Of (13k, 3 chapters)

On the morning of your 5th birthday, you'll wake up with a new toy beside you, one that is made in the image of your destined soulmate. Young Ben has a little wooden General with orange hair and a woolly greatcoat that matches his little cap, whilst young Armitage has a soft plush of a Jedi, one with soft dark hair and two brown buttons for eyes. The two boys are happy with their new toys. Their families, however, are not. It shapes them.

• Emergency Consort (7.2k)

Supreme Leader Kylo Ren is close to sealing a deal with a highly influential council that’ll help sway the war in their favour. The only issue is that the council only deal with alphas who are mated as they believe that they’re much tamer and more level-headed this way. All Kylo needs to do is pretend to be mated whilst visiting the planet to sign the agreement. He seizes the opportunity to offer Hux a promotion in return for pretending to be his mate. Hux agrees, and their courting begins.

• Pander To The Prince (4.7)

Armitage Hux is a pillow prince, leaving it up to his Sugar Daddy, Kylo Ren, to do all of the work for him in the bedroom.

• The Sixth Drink Instinct (2.2k)

Drunk student Hux spots his hot professor in a bar and goes over to him.

-> What We're Made Of and Emergency Consort were some of my first Kylux fics I think and I have such a deep fondness for them! Also just the concept of What We're Made Of is incredible.

– sternfleck

• the Arcana Imperii series (56k, 9 works)

Based on the “Duel of the Fates” leaked alternate script for Episode 9.

• Nestful (5.5k)

Out of everyone in the First Order, only Kylo Ren knows the truth about Hux: the General is half alien...and entirely appealing. Or: Hux builds a nest out of pillows and clothes when it’s time for him to lay his eggs. Kylo wins his trust to enter the nest and give Hux the reward he deserves. For Kylux Positivity Week 2.0, Day 8. Prompt: “Wild Card."

• salt & he was still hungry (2.7k)

“I don’t see why it’s so crucial that I share this childhood experience of yours,” Armitage grumbles, cuddling Millicent closer even as he leans back into Ben’s arms. “We’re adults. We’re old enough to have children of our own, if we were so inclined. Surely there are better ways to spend our time than in surrendering to nostalgia.” Ben only hugs him tighter, one big arm around Armitage’s waist, while, with the other hand, he pulls a pillow into Armitage’s lap and rests the open picture book across it. Then, with a last kiss to Armitage’s temple, he begins to read. In the light of the moon, a little egg lay on a leaf. - Soft grown-up boyfriends Ben and Armitage cuddle in a blanket nest and enjoy Ben's favourite picture book together. At least, Ben enjoys it. Armie, on the other hand, has many thoughts about caterpillars, child development, and their romantic future.

-> The whole "salt-verse" thing is fascinating to me tbh. Remember what I said about egg fics being rare? Yeah, this is My Egg Fic™ for Kylux (and one of my egg fics of forever across everything I've ever read). Is it weird that I have one, yes, is the fic deserving of the spot it's been occupying rent-free in my brain for years, also yes. I hate to say this but Arcana Imperii is the vibes I wanted for the end of another Kylux fic lol.

And now, the actual list of fics! Some of those authors also wrote other fics (cough cough hollycomb) but if they're not on the list it's that I just never read them/found it easy to pick a favourite, not that I think they're bad!

• Dollars to Donuts by ktula (183k, 24 chapters)

Kylo just wants to ask Hux out on a date. That's all he wants. Sure, he's been closeted since he figured out he was gay, and he's never gone on a date with anybody before, and also Hux intimidates the hell out of him--but how bad could it possibly be? (It could be 'proposing a celibate fake marriage to the guy you've been in love with for two years so he can get his inheritance' bad, Kylo. That's how bad it could be.

-> Classic, I can't not include it but it's probably super popular and you might have seen it somewhere (I don't know I don't look at stats or talk to people). Personally not only did I like the fake dating (love that stuff) I also appreciated the author including a commentary at the end of chapters, it helped me Get the fic and it was cool.

• Ad Augustana per Sciencia by Star_flaming (157k, 12 chapters)

Hux prided himself on being a man who managed to have interests outside of the military. His newest interest; history so old that many thought it useless in the modern age. And he could have been quite content, reading articles and books on ancient cultures if it wasn't for Kylo Ren, who seemed to have made it his goal to inject himself into Hux's academic pursuits when he wasn't destroying the ship through his apparent self-destructive tendencies. Or: Academia brings two idiots together and builds a new regime

-> I never finished this fic but the worldbuilding is absolutely insane and I say that with all the love in my heart. The concept of space children makes me foam at the mouth it's so cool and I want to see that energy in canon SW so bad. Incredible. Also love when there's Ancient History <3

• In The Days Still Left by carefulben (154k, 23 chapters)

The instructions are clear, but following them will take more strength of nerves and willpower than either General Hux or Kylo Ren could have anticipated. With Starkiller Base destroyed, they are sent on a mission that will test their loyalties and bring things to light that may have been better off kept in the dark.

-> Add it to the pile of never finished fics I should really really finish. I remember it vaguely but I know it was cool and good.

• Reach Out and Touch Faith by for_autumn_i_am and ktula (146k, 10 chapters)

New Contacts (1): General A. Hux [Finalizer] - Kylo blinks. Sits up, and carefully presses the button. It’s—fuck, it’s a professional holo of him. Full colour, instead of the wavering blue of the hologram unit embedded in Snoke’s throne, and General Hux has—General Hux has red hair, and green-grey eyes, and he’s so focused, so settled. Like he knows what he wants. Like he knows how to get it.

-> Okay I'm going to be honest I read that one because of the title haha. It might even have introduced me to the song, but I'm not certain. Almost no memories of it but it absolutely cannot be bad, look at that summary, look at those authors, I just know it's good.

• The structural fabrications series by kyluxtrashcompactor (133k & 3 works, 40-50k per work)

Six months ago, Armitage Hux fabricated a fiancé, never expecting to have to drag him to a funeral in Georgia, pretending to be something they weren't. The problem was, Ben Solo was everything Hux had ever wanted. Ben Solo had hidden his love for his roommate for years, thinking that someone as perfect as Hux would never want a broken soldier like him. But he was wrong. Sometimes you have to tell a lie to find the truth.

-> This series was so.... yeah. If you don't want to Feel Things inside your heart right now you should keep it for later but it's great. I read the first fic, knew I couldn't handle the two others right then, and unfortunately didn't come back, but that first work was insane and incredible and a ride.

• Beauty Beneath (Beyond) by dallystrings (104k, 11 chapters)

“You know Ben, he’s a disaster when it comes to planning in advance,” Hux laughed lightly, dropping his hand to entwine his fingers in Ben’s. “I’m Hux, his boyfriend.” or, the one where Ben really doesn't want to go home, and Hux is just trying to be a better friend. or, or, the 2020 newly edited version of Beauty Beneath (2016)

-> I like fake/pretend relationships okay!! It might not be the single best I've ever read but it does the job and it does it well.

• Suit Porn by for_autumn_i_am (77k, 9 chapters)

Armitage Hux has worked tirelessly to become CEO of First Order Corp's UK office, however his counterpart in the States, Kylo Ren, is the most infuriating man with whom to exchange emails. When Hux is called to New York to meet with Ren, he encounters a delicious man in a suit, who wants to do unspeakable things to him. But when Hux walks into his meeting the next morning, he's in for a surprise and the beginning of a relationship that is far more than just business.

-> I had no memories of this one so I went to read it and I don't think it's present-me's jam anymore, but it sure delivers upon its premise if that sounds interesting to you!

• Sweet Home Arkanis by Gefionne and minzimpression (68k, 8 chapters)

Hux is engaged to the man of his dreams. There’s just one catch: he’s already married to his high school sweetheart, Ben Solo. Now he needs a divorce, and he needs it fast.

-> Do you think those cliché hallmark movies are entertaining if not very good? Well. Fanfic version, ie automatically more enjoyable because at least there's no weird sexism. I'm selling it all wrong, don't listen to me, it's just really good, I have great memories of that one.

• There's no escape from my authority by The_Marron (67k, 20 chapters)

Hux refuses to go to Snoke like a schoolboy waiting for punishment he did not deserve. Now he has two weeks until they reach the Supreme Leader's quarters to stage a coup and take Snoke out of the equation. To do that he will not only need his crew, but also the loyalty of his rival. Nobody said becoming an Emperor was easy and pleasant.

-> I only remember the title but it is a really cool title. I think it was good? That summary is certainly making me want to take another look at it

• All Hearts Come Home For Christmas by aaelandair (66k, 8 chapters)

"Do you want to come home with me and pretend to be my boyfriend for a week?" Hux stares at him incredulously. "What the actual fuck, Ren? No." - Kylo desperately needs a fake boyfriend for Christmas, so his family won't be disappointed in him once again. Hux would be the perfect candidate for the job, except for the part where he doesn't want to do it. Convincing him that this is actually a good idea should be easy, though. Right?

-> Aand some more fake/pretend relationship! This one is really good at that trope and a very fun read <3

• Status: It's Complicated by PangolinPirate and sunnywritesstuff (61k, 8 chapters)

Armitage Hux is a graduate student working hard to make ends meet. To ease the financial strain he offers tutoring lessons. Enter one Kylo Ren, an apparently spoiled rich kid whose struggling to pass his law classes and is in danger of loosing his considerable inheritance if he can't improve. Kylo has everything Hux wishes he had when he was an undergraduate: Money, connections, parents who gave a shit about his education. Kylo asks Hux to be his tutor and what started as a side gig for cash turns into feelings. At first, Hux is unimpressed with the spoiled man-child student, but slowly realizes he can’t hide from it anymore— Kylo Ren does something to him that no other person ever has before, and to hell if he won’t indulge in that.

-> Didn't finish that one either, I'm a fanfic magpie and AO3 is full of very shiny jewels, but the beginning was fun

• the Kylux Animal Welfare AU (Madame, That's Not A Hedgehog & co) by GenerallyHuxurious (57k & 11 works for the whole series, 21k & 7 chapters for the main fic)

Armitage Hux is an animal welfare officer with First Order Animal Rescue, one of the biggest animal charities in the world, he spends his days saving animals and his nights home alone with his three-legged rescue cat Millicent. Kylo Ren's mother helped him open a private wildlife clinic in the hope that he'd stop causing international incidents in the name of animal rights. Hux hasn't had a date in six years and Kylo's been trying to work out how to ask him out for the last four. Now he might have spotted his chance…

-> ASPEC HUX!!! This is not a drill!!!!! He's aspec!!!!! He's demi!!!! The plot is also immaculate obviously but aspec Hux!!!! It touches on animal abuse so be careful, I know the last chapter really shook me, but it stands out in my memory and I love it a whole lot. Aspec Hux also once again.

• Dire Oversight by ezlebe (54k, 7 chapters)

“Thvala has a long tradition of binding political alliances with marriage,” Captain Pforn says, looking up from the heretofore agreed contract and folding his hands over the data pad. He has a smile like what he said isn’t absolutely senseless, “It is the will of Sovereign Andeles that you and Prince Gheralt fulfill this aspect of the contract.”

-> Fake marriages my beloveds. I keep reccing fics with that trope but they're all fun!!

• On Bended Knee by rudbeckia (47k, 10 chapters)

Armitage Hux, just out of an unhealthy long term relationship with an older man, is on vacation. On his first night, the complete stranger from the next room proposes. The handsome complete stranger with shoulders that look like he could wrestle a ram and hair that would make a poet weep. Armitage says yes. That’s no basis for a lasting relationship. Is it?

-> Ohoho I am insane about that one. The start of their relationship. The development. Hux's ex. I won't spoil but there is Something in their relationship that is different from what you usually see in romance and it's great.

• Young Couple Arguing in IKEA, 2016 (Mixed Media) & First Love, Late Spring by hollycomb (7k, 38k & 3 chapters)

Ren drags Hux to IKEA and asks him what he thinks about cacti. Hux does his best to avoid a full nervous breakdown.

"Hux felt like he had nothing left to lose and ended up back at the apartment Ren shared with his cousin and her husband, indulging in what he assumed would be a reckless one night stand. It was reckless indeed, but Hux was still there three days and approximately nineteen fucks later." Ren's POV on bringing a lonely ginger criminal home and never wanting to let him go.

-> ALSO obsessed with that one. Obsessed obsessed. It hit me right in the feels and it was absolutely insane and I am in genuine love with it. You can read them in whichever order, I think I read First Love, Late Spring first? It comes first in in-universe chronological order but that doesn't really matter. BTW, if you have not, listen to First Love, Late Spring by Mitski, it is also an insane song that makes me feel shrimp emotions.

• Hotline Bling by minzimpression (37k, 4 chapters)

Hux wants a dick pic from his recent hook-up. Unfortunately, he texts the wrong number.

-> If I was serious-insane about the others I'm silly-insane about that one. It's very very fun to read, at least in my eyes.

• What we want by mssdare (37k, 7 chapters)

Kylo is doing Community Service in a state-run assisted living facility outside NYC. He hates his job, his life, and mostly--himself. One of the patients in the facility is old Colonel Hux. His son, Armitage, is the most infuriating, stuck up man Kylo has ever met in his life.

-> And back to more serious-insane. I think if you read all the fics that Resonate with me you can tell what's wrong with me. ALSO! ASPEC HUX!! Yeah I have to shout it from the rooftops because I love it. More aspec characters everywhere. I love his relationship to sexuality there.

• On the Waves by OneWhoSitsWithTurtles (34k, 7 chapters)

Armitage Hux is forced to join his father and step-mother on a 14 day cruise hosted for high society families to network and debut their children to the world. Now that Armitage is 25 years old he is expected to marry someone whose family will strengthen the Hux business and if by the end of the cruise Armitage isn’t engaged, he’s in trouble. Worse still is the fact that Armitage is gay and his father would disown him if he knew. Resigned to a miserable two weeks, Armitage is caught off guard when he catches the eye of Ben Solo, who is on the cruise with his own family. It doesn’t help that Ben is exactly his type and although Armitage tries, he can’t resist temptation as he and Ben become close. For two weeks their affection grows in secret with one question remaining: what happens when the cruise ends and their time together runs out?

-> The plot is straightforward, the fic is fun, there's some Rey and Phasma in there too if you like them!

• Something About Volcanoes by betts (28k, 5 chapters)

“Think about it.” Hux makes a grandiose, sweeping motion with his arm. “The drama. The chaos. The rumors. The only thing better than a destination wedding is a heartwarming coming-out story to take the spotlight away from your selfish loved ones and their horrid pursuit of emotional fulfillment. Then you wait a few months, and announce it was all just a phase and you’re in fact happily engaged to…I don’t know, one of those body pillow things.”

-> Yet more fake dating. I just love fake dating. They're assholes in this one and I love assholes.

• fingerprints smudging the stars by TheSpaceCoyote (21k, 2 chapters)

For years Hux has carried himself with the poise and power of an alpha, his true endotype hidden with the help of fake scents and powerful suppressants. But on the cusp of Starkiller's completion, something slips through the general's carefully crafted failsafes and threatens to undo everything he's built up over the years. Hux has never been one to accept help, but with an unexpected problem mounting—not to mention the interference of unpredictable alpha Kylo Ren—he might have to.

-> Dope title and I have very few memories of this one but it sounds like a neat omegaverse. I also trust the author to do words good

• The Wildflower Prince by PangolinPirate and solohux (21k, 4 chapters)

Armitage Hux is an omega, locked away in a tower until his alpha father can find use for him. His tower is deep in the enchanted forests and surrounded by an impenetrable circle of magic, so Hux lives a very lonely and quiet life. That is, until gifts begin appearing upon his balcony.

-> I really like omegaverse too! Sue me! This one is neat and simple and a great read, it has Rapunzel vibes and it's fun.

• Caim by Eiramma (20k)

Hux is stolen from his academy bunk late one night and is dumped on the frozen waste land that is Ilum along with a small handful of his other classmates. Despite never having dreamed a night of his life, on his first night on this frozen planet, Hux finds himself in the body of an angry padawan, Ben Solo. As his stay on Ilum continues, it becomes apparent that pair of them share some sort of deep connection forged through mysticism of the Force, that permits them spend their dreams in one another's waking lives, and Hux has no idea why. But with danger lurking around every snow covered tree, Hux begins to wonder if he will be able to live long enough to understand the mystery of their bond, never mind deal with the growing fondness for the other boy that has begun to bloom in his heart.

-> not on AO3 anymore but I have an epub file if someone's interested, just hit me up in private! I love love love this kind of dyad thing, and I have a fondness for teen!Kylux.

• the Galactic La Leche League series by gundamoocow (17k, 2 works)

Kylo Ren’s jaw hangs loosely and his eyes are steadfastly fixed on Hux’s chest. He hasn’t moved an inch since Hux unclasped his tunic hook by hook to reveal a tight, flattening undershirt that leaves little to the imagination. Hux shirks the tunic off and drapes it over a chair before pulling the undershirt over his head. Removing it is always a struggle, but he manages with enough grace for Ren not to notice. He is topless now, wearing only his boots and jodhpurs, standing awkwardly in his room while Ren appears frozen in time with his eyes glued to Hux’s torso, surprise plain on his face. Hux frowns. “Surely you were aware?” Ren shakes his head. “No,” he utters, his voice weak as if winded. “I had no idea.”

-> Now I know what you're thinking, what is this, why are you reccing this, etc. Well the fic is fun to read, and it's hard to find male lactation without mpreg or children in the picture but the idea has potential to be really hot, so. There. Cringe culture is dead, live a little and try a good lactation fic

• Family Values by SpookMouse (16k, 8 chapters)

“Alone on Thanksgiving? Mad at your dad? I am a 28 year old felon with no high school degree, and a dirty old van one year younger than me painted like Eddie Van Halen’s guitar. I can play anywhere between the ages of 20 and 29 depending on if I shave. I’m a line cook and work late nights at a bar. If you’d like to have me as your strictly platonic date for Thanksgiving, but have me pretend to be in a very long or serious relationship with you, to torment your family, I’m game.” Or, Hux brings Kylo home for the holidays.

-> I think the summary just sells that one on its own. Look at this. Incredible Kylo energy.

• Unknown Pleasures by gundamoocow and hexgoldyloins (16k, 7 chapters)

Kylo Ren and Armitage Hux are rival employees at First Order Engineering, a multi-disciplinary engineering company headed by the elusive CEO Snoke. For years, Kylo and Hux have been at each other's throats, vying for power and advancement within the aerospace division. An opportunity to have an audience with Snoke presents itself, but it involves forming an unlikely alliance and going undercover…to a BDSM sex club.

-> Also reread that one for the list and hmmm yeah it's good. The BDSM etiquette could be better but if you compare it to canon they're doing so well <3

• Nothing but a Flickering Flame by leviathanofthesky (14k, 7 chapters)

General Hux’s father visits the Finalizer after Snoke’s death to pay tribute to the newly crowned supreme leader. Unfortunately for Armitage, Kylo’s sudden interest in him and the fact that his shipment of suppressants seems to be lost in stars-know-where doesn’t help the situation at all.

-> Hmm, good old Brendol bashing <3

• Reptile Husbandry by koi_boi (13k)

Hux is an accomplished researcher who's having a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad time in the field. He stumbles into a cave filled with secrets and one very large, very curious snake. Hux gets fucked in more ways than one.

• There's a Desert in My Blood and a Storm in Your Eyes by frapandfurious (12k, 5 chapters)

Hux and Kylo have been on the road together for over a year. They're free and they're in love. Until a ghost from Hux's past finally catches up with them.

• Give Me a Shot to Remember by decotex (11k, 6 chapters)

Everyone on the Finalizer has at some point had to listen to the General and their resident Dark Lord's flirting. They are not subtle. Someone points out Kylo Ren's soft spot for a certain First Order general. Hux contemplates this over vodka. Feat. heavy drinking, a ship full of gossipers, and no subtlety whatsoever.

-> I found a fave song of mine in this fic. The last chapter was an Experience and I re-live it every time I listen to Goodbye to a World.

• Lapdog by Antique_Mango (11k)

“I’m willing to listen to what the Supreme Council has to say,” Ren continues like they are having a reasonable conversation, and not like Hux is half a moment away from losing every last bit of his hard-earned decorum, “as soon as you sit down.” “On your lap.” – After his fall from grace Hux is barely keeping it together, convinced that everyone wants him dead (himself included.) Kylo tries to change his mind.

-> Oh yeah baby, amplify those emotions! Make them feel things! More!!! I left a loonng comment on that one because it fascinated me so much.

• A Whisper In My Ear by Ellstra (10k)

A minute reaction of Hux’s inspires Ren to suggest adding some spice into their sex life. Hux isn’t entirely certain what to expect but he’s definitely on board.

• Young Men at the End of Everything by partialresonance (9k)

Kylo thinks he can get used to life in exile, so long as Hux is there to live it with him. But a random stroke of fate suddenly throws Hux's life into jeopardy, and Kylo has to turn to an unlikely source for help.

-> The title is great the old lady character is great it's a good read and pretty memorable for a 9k fic

• an insult to basic geometry by brawlite (7.4k)

It's not that Kylo wasn't trying to summon a demon; it's just that he didn't think it would actually work. He also didn't prepare himself for the hypothetical demon that he probably wasn't going to summon to be so damn hot. And now the demon is asking him what he wants -- and the only thing Kylo really seems to want is the demon himself. That's within the terms and conditions, right?

-> Dope title, check, demons, check, I follow the author on here and am slowly getting into other fandoms they've also written for, check. (no but for real when I saw their name looking for Venom fic it felt like seeing an old friend, great surprise)

• Pheromones by EmberSH (6.2k)

After a blind date gone wrong all Hux wants is to have a drink and find a distraction for the evening; Best case scenario someone who'll treat him a little rough. Kylo Ren is so much more than that.

-> This was the hottest fic I'd ever read for a looong time years ago. Genuinely, it completely blew my mind when I was like 14. The follow up was less fun because I am Not a noncon person and I really really wasn't back then but it's also good. The fic has vampires, go read it if you like vampires.

• silk & heat by surrenderer (5.2k)

When Ben gets home, Armitage has some exciting plans for the rest of their day together. For Year of Kylux's "Omegaverse" week!

• A Decent Proposal by PaperPrince (5k, 5 chapters)

Hux is very happy not being in a relationship with his roommate and best friend Kylo Ren. But when Kylo faces deportation, they find themselves re-evaluating their co-dependent lifestyle. What is marriage really? Two people who is on the cruise the rest of their lives together. So what difference does it make if you take sex away from the equation?

-> ASPEC KYLO!!!! Not the best writing in the entire world, but the concept and aspec Kylo got me.

• Botanical Exercises by need_more_meta (3.9k)

Hux finds a flower on his bed. Then another one. And another one. For Kylux Positivity Week 3.0, Prompt: “Flower Language” with a dash of “Oh No He’s Hot.”

-> It reminds me of Dites-le avec des fleurs <3

• When Christmas Comes by Pizzzazlut (3.6k)

"Kylo bit his lip as he tried not to show Hux how much that simple touch was already affecting him. Because an Alpha shouldn’t want this. An Alpha should never crave for his sweet albeit feisty Omega to fuck him into submission like this, to make him beg for more with each delicious thrust." Or the one where Alpha Kylo bottoms for his lovely Omega.

-> People who do fun stuff with A/B/O dynamics are galaxy brained and so very right and I love them.

• What Couples Do by Mesmeret (3.4k)

Kylo likes matching with Hux. At first it’s socks but they gradually figure out ways to share things together that keep them company when the other is away. My contribution for the Soft Issue of the Kylux Zine Project.

• How Not To Train Your Not-Sith Enemy by humane (3.1k)

"Forgive me, master." Hux murmured, head bowed in shame, "I feel it again. The pull from the dark. It tempts me more each time." Luke arched a single bushy eyebrow. You? Tempted? it seemed to say. "It's Kylo Ren." Hux admitted. Sympathy and profound understanding blossomed on Luke's face, the likes of which could only be observed in individuals that had personally experienced the unique brand of disaster that was Kylo Ren. "Are you tempted by his chaos?" he prompted. "His unbridled power? His seeming freedom? None of those are the way of the force." Hux frowned, puzzled. "No." he said, "I'm just tempted to decapitate him." Or: In which Hux is an EXTREMELY uptight jedi knight and Kylo is the not-sith that gives Hux aneurisms with the sheer blazing power of his incompetence.

-> I don't know how well this meshes with prequels lore, I read it back when I didn't care about anything beyond the sequels, but the premise is great

• Blood, Bitemarks, and Stupid, Stupid Love by TheSilentUnderworld (3k)

Being roomates with an annoying Alpha Werewolf was fine. Until he started messing with Hux's mail.

-> Werewolf x vampire <3 <3 <3

• I'll Be the Sun, You Be the Moon by need_more_meta (2.1k)

Chancellor Hux is preparing for a ball. He enlists Ren’s help. For Kylux Positivity Week 3.0, Prompt: “Put It on Hux | Put It on Kylo.” For Year of Kylux, Prompt: “Duel of the Fates Timeline.”

• Sweet Redolence by Jakathine (2k)

What happens when the desire to best your opponent turns into a desire to bed them instead…and then fate pushes you together rather Forcefully.

• Rabid Curs by Potboy (1.9k)

In which Kylo, all alone in the First Order with a master who mistreats him, goes to the wrong man for comfort. Unfortunately Armitage Hux is all he's got, and he's not a very comforting person. They do their best - it's all they can do.

• Dirty White Boots by BlackHellKitty (1.6k)

A Kylux-story based on the song "Dirty White Boots" from Lenny Kravitz. Kylo and Hux do some roleplay sometimes. Just pure PWP without any kind of big story. :3

-> The reasond Dirty White Boots is a Kylux song to me

• Come Morning by elfriniol (1.5k)

True, Kylo liked Hux. A lot. He couldn't imagine his life without talking to him about Star Wars trivia and offering judgmental commentary for shows they occasionally skimmed through on Netflix. Or going out for drinks. But if Hux wanted something else – that proverbial, dreaded more – Kylo wasn't sure of himself.

-> ASPEC KYLO!!! Oh how I love it when they're aspec.

• After by Davechicken (1.1k)

Aftercare, and emotions.

• Living in Close Proximity in Case of Sudden Yet Inevitable Betrayal by 5ofSpades (874 words, 9 chapters, drawings)

In which the Supreme Leader gets himself two ginger roommates.

-> This. Is not a fic. It's drawings and I cried at the end like a BABY. The artist's art style is impeccable, it inspired me a whole lot back when I 'read' it.

And this is IT folks! I didn't @ anyone (except Kyluxtrashpit) because I only know a few authors' tumblrs and I didn't want to discriminate, plus the fandom is pretty old and I would assume most of them have moved on or are inactive. If you know that someone on the list would like to be tagged don't hesitate to do it/tell me though, those fics all mean(t) a lot to me!

Hope the list is good & you, the reader, find something new and interesting to read! I really don't know which fics are considered popular or good or whatever, I don't talk to people usually. Okay bye bye thank you for reading <3

#FINALLY OUT!!! #if you want to be insane about any of the fics in here even in like 5 years feel free to come into my inbox #these two hold a very special place in my heart and they will forever #star wars #kylux #wow i have a ramble tag now #fandom nerdery

[glowiiez-corner]

MY RANT ABT TALLY HALL AND WHY I THINK I HAVE AUTISM AND ADHD RANT PROOS (3/3, IM NOT LYING THIS TIME.)

Facts about the members of Tally Hall: 1. Zubin is the only member without a middle name - for example, rob’s middle name is Howard. 2. Andrew Horowitz is the only member that wasn’t born in Michigan, he was born in New Jersey. 3. Rob and Joe have made side projects: Not a Trampoline by Rob Cantor and Joe Hawley Joe Hawley by Joe Hawley. 4. Joe Hawley Joe Hawley has also had help from 3 of the other members that have not made a side project. 5. Andrew practically has a side project, but albums and his own spotify. 6. Andrews spotify is called Edu because he use to pronounce his own name as that when he was younger7. Ross is the youngest and Shortest member, he is 38 now and is 5 '7. Joe is the oldest and Rob - AND MAYBE ZUBIN - are the tallest. Rob being 6’2 - from search - and Zubin is 5’11 8. The song 13 in the MMMM album is 13 seconds long and is just the violin intro to Ruler of Everything. 9. Hawaii Part II was released on December 12th 2012 at 12:12 (12/12/12 on 12:12 at 12 seconds into 12:12) 10. Rob Cantor has made music for Disney Junior, and has voiced in a show called Happy Monster Band, a (most likely) Disney Junior show about 4 small monsters that sing, Rob Cantor voices Frred, the red one. Not only this, but two other tally hall members, Joe and Zubin also voice a character, Zubin voicing L.O and Joe voicing Bluz. Unexpectedly, they do not voice the characters which match their tie colour as Frred is the red one, Rob has a yellow tie. Zubin voices L.O, the yellow one, and his tie is blue. Joe voices Bluz, the blue one, and his tie is red. This may have been intentional or not, but nobody knows. They only voice these characters when they are singing in a scene. The pink one (ink) is voiced by Tara Sands in singing voice and Hannah Leigh in speaking voice - for speaking voices for the others, its Jonah Lee and Jake T. Austin for Bluz throughout the series, Kurt Doss for Frred and Trevor Gagnon for L.O. Lastly, Marvins Marvelous Mechanical Museum is an actual place, it is an arcade.

#tally hall #audhd #the skrunkies #the skrunkly #undiagnosed neurodivergent

[binxdoesgaming]

Oh-Gee Bear Squad

Wanted to do my take on these four, here's my takes on them and a loose idea for how their personalities would be.

CTL is just the sweet, but reliable leader of the group who always tries to find the good in everything. Her design is more or less the same, bar for her having a more exaggerated lazy eye at times.

Panda is almost always tired and hungry, ready to snack up and pass out whenever possible. Though that's not to say she's not a good fighter. Let her have a quick nap and she's quick to prove herself as a nimble and resilient fighter. Also replaced her battle boots with some slippers.

FTL is the shortest one amongst all 13 bears, but don't let that fool you into thinking she's all sugar and spice. She's one of the mose no nonsense people you'll come across, taking her unofficial job of CTL's right paw bear seriously. Shes loud, she will not tolerate anything less than 100% respect towards her and her authority, and despite her stout stature isn't one to be rifled with. Just like her name sake, her temper is just as explosive. Other design changes made include her armband dinning red, white, and blue stripes; her scar donning more of a star shape, a whistle (because what good military instructor doesn't have one?), and a small tattoo on her arm similar to the chapter 1 defaults.

Finally comes Spooky Team Leader. The tallest of the bears, reaching a whopping 6'5— this "bear" may not be all what she seems. Regardless, she's a fiercely loyal friend and dangerously fearsome for should you get on her bad side. Or if she's hungry. Do NOT let her get hungry. Her design is disjointed, feral looking, and overall I wanted to have that feeling of her being less of a bear, and more of a "Alien/Monster taking form of an anthropomorphic bear". Like she's creepy, but overall you can tell he's got some good hearts. ❤️❤️❤️

Twitter

#fortnite #fortnite battle royale #cuddle team leader #p.a.n.d.a team leader #Fireworks Team Leader #spooky team leader #bears #da bearssss #headcanon #tw stitches

[birdy-the-tweet]

Character Catalog

“Flint”

“Flint”, as she prefers to be called, is an informant and spy that joins the Nexo Knights in the middle of Season One. Though having no correlation to the realm’s chivalrous system of justice, her experiences as a nomad and civilian grant the team connections to lower places in the kingdom.

Family and History

As far as the knights are aware of, Flint isn’t her actual name but rather the name she chose for herself. She claims she lost her actual name at birth to the hands of a changeling and narrowly survived the effects of replacement. Everyone can agree it was a cruel fate for a child.

She, kind of like Dauntless, grew up nomadic and traveled with her family across the realm consistently in accordance with the changing seasons and flow of nature. Her loved ones would spend many nights in local towns and villages, then travel to the next over time. Because of their low status in society and the obscurity of their family name, they would develop many friendships and contacts with individuals who worked away from the eyes of monarch officials and noblemen, criminals and underground inventors alike. One of her favorite catchphrases is “I know a friend in a low place” or something along the lines of that. And eventually, when she was old enough, she left the guidance of her parents and sought out her own adventures across the kingdom.

The day she joined the team, she fled her current home south of Spittoon and begged for the assistance of the knights. She claimed the townspeople, including herself, had been inflicted with some sort of energy and endured nonstop hallucinations of their worst fears. The only way she was able to escape the grasp of the arcane curse was to run as far from the village as she could in hopes of finding someone to help. Determined to aid the civilians before the curse could bring physical harm to them or to others beyond the town, the knights accepted her plea and welcomed her into the Fortrex. She’s been a friend and informant to the group ever since.

Personality

Born with a quiet spirit, Flint doesn’t actively engage in social activities but isn’t afraid to speak when spoken to either. Her tolerance of conversation with strangers can be described as purely necessity to survive, something only people who’ve worked in customer service can relate to. She’s normally a wallflower, but as she spends more time with the knights, she becomes more open to adding her input into discussions and battle plans.

Her experience in street smarts and background as a traveler gives her unrivaled intelligence in the many historical highlights and conflicts of the world, and she can even recite stories about personal encounters with monsters once deemed only fiction. Only Dauntless competes with her knowledge, but the two share an equal interest in the realm’s past and commonly quiz each other. Everyone calls them both history nerds, something they take as a heartwarming compliment.

Flint has a mild adoration for dance, specifically performances that blend dance routines with combat styles. But you’ll never find her indulging in her interests in public, not even at academy dances or nights at the club. She’d rather keep to a wall and watch everyone else enjoy the night.

Trivia

• The name “Flint” is a reference to the tool “flint”. Flint, or flintstone, is a sedimentary rock usually used to make stone tools or start fires, key elements in survival.

• She is the shortest member of the team at 5’2” and weighs 153 lbs.

• Her arms appear to have severe burn scars, but the skin itself doesn’t show any physical signs of damage. After many analyses, Ava confirmed they were simply markings. The same goes for her facial markings.

• She is naturally born with partial heterochromia in her eyes. One eyes is forest green, and the other is a dull orange with a single green speck around the pupil.

• She wears a beautiful runic tattoo on the back of her neck. Nobody knows what it means if anything at all.

• You’ll always find her wrapped up in some sort of fabric or residing close to a fire to keep warm, for she can’t preserve heat well naturally. The hooded shawl she wears as her signature article of clothing is designed like a heated blanket for this reason alone.

• Ice cream is one of her favorite foods. Yes it’s a food, and yes it counts.

• Unlike Macy, she likes wearing dresses so long as they hide her stomach from view.

• The group once discussed what her crest would be if she had a knight’s shield. After much consideration, she chose the viper.

• During nights when she can’t sleep, she’ll visit the Fortrex’s library and read as many books as she can.

• She goes by she/they and is a lesbian.

#nexo knights #lego nexo knights #nexo knights oc #character catalog

[greenishghostey]

just some of my personal headcanons straight from my cursed google docs

tw: none!! 

Eddie is really good at scrabble. Given how much he reads and how varied the stuff can get, his vocabulary is actually very vast. He’s really good at getting those triple point tiles with the shortest words possible.

Eddie believes in Bigfoot, Mothman, ghosts etc. You name an urban legend or cryptid and he believes in it at least a little bit. He used to be a bit scared of the woods around the trailer park because of this too.

Eddie has to wear reading glasses but almost never wears them. Years of reading books at night with a crappy torch when he was a kid has done a number on his eyes.

Eddie is sort of ambidextrous. He can write pretty well with both hands after he broke two of his fingers on his right hand when he was still in the planning stages for a campaign.

Eddie gives weird presents for holidays and birthdays. Not bad weird but like the random Knick Knacks you find in thrift stores that absolutely no one wants. A mug with Ronald Regan’s face and a bald eagle on it. A ceramic animal figurine with a kinda fucked up face. That sort of thing - funky little finds.

Eddie has seen and really likes The Dark Crystal movie. Monsters similar to The Skekses have appeared in his campaigns.

Eddie enjoys the occasional Prog Rock song. It’s not always his first choice outside of his usual genre but the songs are technically impressive and tend to have otherworldly motifs.

Eddie has listened to all of Rush’s 2112 while stoned out of his mind and eating overly sweet popcorn.

Eddie’s middle name is David. I can’t explain why I think this. It just works in my head.

#eddie munson #eddie munson headcanons #headcanons #fluff #general character bits and pieces #my writing #Eddie x reader #eddie x fem!reader #all of this has been on my mind for A WHILE #I just think he’s neat #Merehane!verse

[jewishvitya]

Personally, seeing people with NPD talk about the problems with the term "narcissistic abuse" was enough for me to have an issue with it. NPD is a trauma-induced disorder and I can't bring myself to treat it differently from other disorders that get stigmatized and demonized.

But seeing the origins of the term and the person who coined it, I honestly feel both horrified and validated.

The shortest summary I can give: this term was coined by a bigoted abuser named Sam Vaknin. He has no background in psychology, and he coined this term to excuse his own abusive behavior by saying he had no choice. He wanted to claim the abuse is in his nature. No accountability, no need to change. The whole concept started out to justify staying a harmful person.

This post has more information on him, listing transphobia, homophobia, rape apologia, and more from the creator of the concept.

Now this idea fills every social space a person with NPD could occupy. If someone with NPD seeks out community and resources to manage the issues caused by their disorder, instead of help all they will find is conversations about how they're inherently harmful. They'll find abusers that were never diagnosed being named narcissists, because it's now just "bad person disorder." And with how common it is to armchair diagnose hurtful people, they won't even need to look for it.

And there's this attitude, this assumption that a person with NPD can't be hurt, or if they do get hurt they inherently deserve it. I've seen their concerns dismissed with jokes, like "lol why won't anyone think of the narcissists" - because how dare they ask for consideration when their disorder is discussed. From my perspective, it's seems dehumanizing.

I've been thinking about this for a very long time because I know more than one survivor who uses this term. I see it everywhere online now, either explicitly or by implication through calling abusers narcissists. Survivors of abuse deserve to speak about their experiences and their trauma. There should be a way to name this kind of emotional and psychological abuse, without adding to the stigma of an already-stigmatized disorder, and without armchair-diagnosing abusers with disorders we don't know they actually have.

I have a problem with the urge to group every dangerous person into the same category. It's the same issue I have with the idea that people who don't experience empathy are inherently bad, like the lack of mirrored emotions means they can't be compassionate and kind. Brains are too complicated for there to be one trait, or one kind of wound, that makes someone a bad person. It's human nature to seek out something to blame, to try to make sense of these things, but I think it's good to interrogate the thought patterns that come naturally.

I'm not saying that there's no person with NPD who's an unrepentant abuser. But people are people, and in every group there will be those that don't care about the harm they cause, and those that want to be good people. Abusers fall into patterns because those are the patterns that keep their victims under their control and get them what they want. There is no "bad person disorder."

Always suspect rhetoric that encourages you to dehumanize someone. Always. If a line of thinking leads you to seeing a person or a group as monsters - it's dangerous.

#riki babbles #abuse mention #NPD #I don't know how to tag this #ableism #my thoughts

[imkumichan]

I love Levi. And I love Blue Lock. So this is the result. The only warning is it's not proofread.

Blue Lock player!Levi Ackerman x GF!Reader!

It's been months without any communications which you don't really mind because it's mean he survived in that project. Not that you doubt him of course. And seeing him on the screen was worth it. Levi might the shortest guy and sometimes being underestimated but he was absolutely a monster on the field. And finally, after the match between Blue Lock Eleven vs Japan U-20, they finally have days off from Blue Lock.

And so here you are, drinking a chocolate milkshake alongside him in Shibuya, walking side by side and telling him all about your days when he was in Blue Lock. Levi was silent and attentive, he sometimes asking or giving short response to you. He didn't need to say anything to tell you that he missed you because you could see it from the way his eyes followed you, and the way he pulled you closer to him. And both you and Levi were going to enter a restaurant until someone called his name.

"LEVIIII!!"

"Are you fucking kidding me?" You could hear him murmured to himself. You turned your head to see the person meanwhile Levi just sighed before doing the same.

And there you see them. The Blue Lock's members. Walking jogging towards the both of you. You don't actually really remember all of their names actually. So you just staring at them passively and keep sipping on your chocolate milkshake.

"Hey Levi!! You're out too huh? Who's this pretty lady? Your girlfriend?" The black-yellow haired male asked him, leaned down towards you with a wide grin.

Before you could opened your mouth, Levi answered him,

"fuck off".

Yup, as usual, plain and simple. You're so glad he doesn't change. Then another voice reached your ears. "we're going together to karaoke! Wanna come to join us?"

Honestly, Levi is so blessed to be with a girlfriend like you. If you were a lesser girlfriend, you'd probably pissed if someone trying to crush your date. But you saw how he was on the field with his teammates. They look so close to Levi. Well.. As close as they can get with someone like Levi. You could tell Levi is fond of them with the way he's not dismissing them like how he usually is. You might want to continue your date with Levi, but you know it's not everyday he could have fun with them outside in Blue Lock. And maybe this is the only day that they were gathering together. While you and Levi could go to another date tomorrow. So you turned your head to Levi.

"Why don't you join them Levi? It's not everyday you could have fun with them outside the Blue Lock right? We could meet up again tomorrow" you said. Levi glanced at you briefly as his eyes softened. Then he turned around and pulled you with him.

"No fucking way. I've seen their faces enough" Although his words might sounds rude, but you know they didn't get offended with the way they are laughing at him and saying something to him. They voices were muted in your ears as you're looking at him. His blue-grey orbs meet yours before looking back at the front. Ignoring his teammates who begging him to introduced you.

About Levi Ackerman as a Blue Lock Player

"I want to be with you today."

He's also pretty close with Kunigami and Chigiri.

He always up first in the morning.

Levi's strong suits are his stamina and agility. Since he's not as muscular and big as others, it's make him faster than them.

The most tolerable member for him is Yoichi Isagi. He's not nosy and pretty decent person amongst the other members.

When he and Nagi are in the same room. No sound will come out from them. Not in awkwardness. It's just they don't have something to talk about.

Shidou always tries to rile him up. But Levi won't fall for his traps.

Bachira sometimes talks his ears off. He doesn't get why Isagi could stand him.

Igaguri knows better than sleep beside him.

He is also gets along with Barou though. Only in cleaning part.

#levi ackerman x reader #levi x reader #blue lock x reader #bllk x reader #levi ackerman as Blue Lock Player #Levi ackerman as a striker

[cherryvanillacokee]

Talk about blister 🥺

have i ever told you how much i love you shortest so yknow when your mom names you after a skin deformity that usually fucks a person up okay but now im serioused....so as the middle child she already was ignored by oasis, but i like to imagine the reason Blister would always study or pay more attention to her private lessons then Blaze and Burn was because all she wanted was her mothers attention and approval which ofc she never got (oasis can suck my 8274864765930239029374637846387628 foot long dick) and i know for a fact, tui told me herself actually that blister used to be so close with her sisters, blister would have tea parties with blaze and let blaze do her makeup and even if it looked bad and smeared she would still wear it bc blaze would be sad if she took it off. Blister would find weird things and trinkets for Burn even if she thought it was weird because Burn liked it, but when Oasis died and Blister realized she finally had a chance to be something,important,people would finally see her and understand what she was capable of she lost herself and became power hungry, her and her sisters relationship was tore apart, and idk if its just me but she basically became her mom, at least she got some bitches (coral we KNOW you guys smooched) and then killed Burn, and tried to kill Blaze, and then fucking vaporized If i'm being honest I wish Blister had one of those "takes a few minutes to die" so she could have some final moments with Blaze, maybe while she was dying she realized what a monster she had become and apologized to Blaze,,,SHE DRIVES ME CRAZY

#hey shiftywing..... #blaze wof #blister wof #wof headcanons #burn wof #the sandwing sisters #wings of fire #wof #cherry speaks

[ironychan]

A Little Human (as a Treat)

Part 1/?: Un Voluntario

Part 2/?: Un Escursione

Part 3/?: Una Complicazione

Part 4/?: Una Famiglia

Part 5/?: Un Aiutante

Part 6/?: Una Ricerca

Part 7/?: Un Confronto

Part 8/?: Un'Emergenza

One set of kids is locked up, the other are on the run, and neither are where Massimo and Leonardo have arrived to look for them. @writer652 @dysphoria-sweatshirt

Walking through the city earlier that day, with her friends at her side and bright sunshine overhead, Flavia had felt like she was having a wonderful adventure with something new and amazing around every corner. Now the sun was getting low, casting long, inky black shadows, and groups of humans were talking quietly or watching suspiciously as Flavia and Perla passed by, and the city felt totally different. She kept overhearing the word monstri, and it made her feel a sudden terror that she might just change back out of nowhere. So far the magic seemed pretty dependable, but who knew? Maybe they'd gotten some tiny detail wrong, and it would all go bad at any moment.

That didn't happen, though, and holding on to Perla's hand helped. Perla didn't look worried about anything at all, herself – she stood up straight and walked like there was nothing wrong in the world. She even waved to a couple of the people they passed, and got waves and greetings back.

“Hey, if you don't transform like the other sea monsters,” Perla whispered. “Do your parents have to live on land all the time?”

“Um... no,” said Flavia. What was the shortest way to explain this? “Usually, it's that I can't get out of the water. This is some special magic just for today. I have to find my friends so they can help me change back.”

Perla's eyes went wide. “Does that mean today is the first time you've ever been to land?”

“Not really,” Flavia said, although she wasn't sure her previous experiences counted. “I've been to Nonna Sofia's. She has a house on land where we can keep our human clothes and get mail and stuff like that. I don't go there very often.” Partly because even with the wet towel she couldn't stay out for very long, and partly because her cousins so enjoyed making her miserable. “It's my first time in a city, though.”

“Do you like it?” Perla asked.

“I... I dunno,” Flavia admitted. “I thought I did this morning, but then we all got wet.”

“Maybe next time will be better,” suggested Perla. “I can show you my Papà's fancy pigeons, and the paintings in the basilica. They're supposed to be a thousand years old! And I know where there's an owl's nest. The owl didn't come back this year, but there's still feathers in it.”

Flavia shook her head. “I don't think there's gonna be a next time. My Dads will never let me.” She wasn't even sure she'd want to.

“Perla?” a woman asked. “Perla Pepitone?”

The name was recognizable, but pronounced oddly. The girls looked to see a plump woman in a burgundy dress hurrying towards them. She had short fair hair, and her cat's eye glasses had little gems on the upper corners.

“Ciao, Signora Mulino,” said Perla.

The woman with the accent shook her head. “Zut alors, you girls shouldn't be out and about without an adult! Where do you think you're going?” She started herding them back into the shop she'd come out of. It had fancy cakes and pastries in the window, and the sign said Patisserie. Flavia vaguely remembered noticing it on the way to the zoo, and thinking that pasticceria was a long word so it was probably okay if people couldn't spell it.

“To Narciso's,” Perla replied. “There's nothing to be scared of. Nonna told Papà about the sea monsters but he doesn't believe her.”

But Signora Mulino would not be swayed. She brought them into the shop and got them to a table, where a woman in blue was already sitting with a cup of espresso. There were a few other people in the room, including a boy behind the counter sorting pastries, and a couple sitting at a table by the window, watching the street as if on guard for something.

“Signorina Mulino is from Francia,” Perla told Flavia, happy to gossip even if she wasn't happy to be here. “Her father did something awful during the war and brought his family to Italia so he wouldn't get in trouble for it after. She won't tell us what it was.”

“It's none of anybody's business,” Signorina Mulino told them.

“When she found out about it,” Perla went on, “she was so upset, she tried to throw herself off a cliff into the sea!”

“And I'd prefer to forget both those things!” the Frenchwoman said sharply. “You are your Nonna's granddaughter, aren't you, Perla?”

“That's what Papà says,” Perla agreed. Signorina Mulino had clearly meant it as an insult, but Perla wasn't at all bothered about it.

“Were you okay?” Flavia asked. She knew that humans were often not very good at swimming, and had now learned from unpleasant experience what happened if they tried to breathe the water.

“Yes, I was,” Signorina Mulino said, and nodded at the woman in blue. “Felicia's a better swimmer than I am, and she pulled me out. Pietro!” she called to the boy behind the counter. “Get these girls a treat, please. Felicia, just mind them, would you? I'm going to ring Roberto Pepitone and let him know they're here.”

“Of course, Céline,” said the woman in blue.

“We're fine!” Perla protested. “We're just going to get candy.”

“There aren't any monsters,” Flavia added, feeling she'd better pitch in.

Signorina Mulino and her friend Felicia exchanged a rather significant glance. “Even if there aren't,” the Frenchwoman said, “the story going around is that they were disguised as children, and I don't want anybody thinking it's you. Wait right here, and I'll call your father.” She bustled off to the back of the bakery, while the boy called Pietro came to offer them a plate of madeleines.

The two girls smiled nervously at Felicia. She had limp dark hair tied hastily back under a kerchief, and looked leery of them, as if she wasn't sure they weren't some kind of creature in disguise. If only she knew, Flavia thought. What were they going to do now? They couldn't just sit here and wait for Perla's father to come get them.

“Do you think sea monsters are real?” Perla asked.

“I... would have to see one,” Felicia replied. She looked to see if Pietro were watching, and when she found him concentrating on scrubbing a pan, she took a cookie off the plate meant for the girls. “I don't suppose you two have seen my husband. I've been looking everywhere for him.”

“What's he look like?” Flavia asked, wanting to be helpful.

Felicia sighed. “Never mind, actually. You wouldn't have.”

---

It was at about that time that a small fishing boat puttered into San Giuseppe Bay with two men on board. Instead of coming all the way into the harbour, however, it stopped a long way out, and one of the occupants took a look at the city through binoculars.

“I don't think anybody's noticed us,” said Uncle Leonardo. People appeared to be standing around talking in small groups, paying no attention to the ocean.

Massimo gave a curt nod. “You get Flavia. I'll find the others. We'll meet back here.” 'Here' was a featureless point in the ocean, but that was no problem to a sea monster's innate sense of direction and location.

“Good luck,” said Leonardo.

Massimo climbed overboard.

Entering the water still gave him a moment of instinctive panic. Born without a right arm, Massimo had never learned to swim and had not spent much time on the beach as a child. He had no reason to be afraid anymore – sea monsters swam with their tails instead of their limbs, and even if he sank he would be able to breath – but it was still disconcerting. Giulia was much younger than he, and had adapted much faster.

Once fully submerged and transformed he was able to make himself breathe, and gave the anchor line a tug to let Leonardo know he could pull it back up. Then he turned to look at the soft glow of windows lit by luminescent jellyfish in the gathering twilight, and set out towards them with a flick of his fluked tail.

While not the type to ever admit such a thing, Massimo was... nervous. The sea monsters near Portorosso all knew who – and what – he and Giulia were. Some of them didn't like the idea of humans who could transform, but even those tried not to be rude about it. The community in San Giuseppe Bay were strangers. He had a good enough grasp on their etiquette, and it wasn't as if he were going to be telling them where he came from, but the idea of talking to them still left him just a little on edge.

Sea monster houses did not have doors that opened and shut. To get the attention of the inhabitants, Massimo stopped outside the first one he came to and called out.

“Scusi! Sorry to interrupt.”

It was a family of five – the parents, and three children of various sizes, all helping cook their supper. As seemed to be usual, it was the wife who came to the door to greet their caller while the husband stayed minding a basket of food perched on the hot water chimney in the kitchen. The children followed to see who this visitor was.

“Buona sera,” the woman said, polite but concerned.

“I am looking for three children, two boys and a girl, around fourteen years old,” Massimo said. “They would have been wearing human clothes, like me.”

She shook her head. “I haven't seen them.” She looked over her shoulder at her family. The children shrugged, and the husband, whose mouth was full, made a negative noise.

“Sorry,” she said to Massimo.

“Grazie, Signora,” he replied, and moved on to the next property.

---

High above and perhaps a kilometre away, Leonardo Scorfano brought the boat puttering into the harbour, thinking as he did how Giorgio was going to kill him when he got home. He should never have let Flavia run off with the others unsupervised. Leonardo should have gone with her. Then, when the fountain had broken, he would...

... well, he probably would have been soaked, too, but maybe he could have given Flavia some option besides going with that horrible Pepitone woman. He could still hear her going on and on about how ugly and frightening sea monsters were. That was the sort of thing to give a child problems for life.

He and Massimo had avoided notice out at sea, but the inhabitants soon saw a boat approaching their dock, and a group began to gather. Leonardo shut off the engine and drifted to a stop a few metres from the wharf to assess the risk here. It didn't look good. The humans were almost all men, watching him warily or muttering to each other. Some of them had harpoons. Others had buckets of water.

Leonardo held up his hands. “My name is Leonardo Scorfano!” he called out. “I'm just here for my daughter. I got a telephone call. She was separated from her friends and she's with a woman named Dionisia Pepitone.” How could he convince them he was harmless without having to get wet?

Giancarlo would have been able to do it. For all Leonardo's little brother was a lousy criminal and had been a worse father to young Alberto, he really could talk anybody into anything. What would Giancarlo say now?

“Apparently,” Leonardo added, “Signora Pepitone saved her from some, uh, sea monsters?”

He wasn't sure this wouldn't be a dangerous thing to say, but as it turned out, it was exactly what the humans needed to hear. The group visibly relaxed, and Leonardo was able to bring the boat the rest of the way in. A man on the shore offered a hand to help him out of the boat, and Leonardo thanked him and decided to risk asking a couple of questions.

“Did anybody see these sea monsters?” he asked.

“My sister did!” somebody offered. “She works at the zoo. She said they had long tails and sharp teeth!”

“They were disguised as children,” another person agreed. “Was your daughter supposed to be with friends?”

“She was with my nephew and a couple of his friends,” Leonardo said.

“Well, be very careful,” the first man said. “If you meet them, you can't trust that they are who they appear to be!”

“Yeah, nobody suspected a thing until the fountain broke,” the second man told him. “Their disguises were flawless.”

“I'll keep that in mind,” Leonardo promised, trying very hard not to sound sarcastic. He tied the boat in place, very wary of the water lapping the posts of the dock. It wouldn't take much to cause a disaster now, just one stray bit of spray. “Is there a telephone I can use? I'd like to warn Signora Pepitone I'm coming.” If she were on her guard for sea monsters disguised as humans then she, too, might have a bucket of water handy to throw on anyone who rang her bell unannounced.

Another member of the crowd showed him to a pay telephone under the row of arches that fronted a line of shops. He put a coin in the phone's slot and asked the operator for Dionisia Pepitone. The phone rang twice, and then somebody picked up.

“Hello?” asked the woman's voice.

“Hello, Dionisia,” he replied, “it's Leonardo Scorfano. I've arrived in town. I'm down at the harbour and I wanted to let you know I was coming. Just so you wouldn't be afraid I was another sea monster and soak me at the door.” He attempted a chuckle.

“Of course, of course,” she said. “Just another test – what colour is Flavia's hair?”

“Dark brown, almost black,” said Leonardo, “chin-length and curly at the tips.” He'd just stared at her that morning, trying to memorize every detail of her human form. Even if he never saw it again, he wanted to know it as well as he knew her sea monster one. Any father would.

He could hear Signora Pepitone's sigh of relief. “I'll bring her down right away. You're at the harbour, you said? Just a moment.” Her voice became muffled as she covered the receiver and called to somebody else in the room. Roberto! Get the girls, would you? Tell Flavia her father's here!

It was now Leonardo's turn to sigh. The biggest hurdles were over. All he had to do now was meet Flavia and return to where they'd dropped off Massimo, and then they could all go home and try to forget this ever happened. Poor Flavia. Would she ever even want to visit her grandmother's house on Procida again, or would this experience leave her finished with the land for good?

Then he heard the thump of the phone receiver hitting the wall, and voices shouting. His heart tightened in his chest.

“Hello?” Leonardo asked. “Hello? What's going on over there?”

Only after several more muffled shouts and what sounded like a lot of running did anybody pick up the phone again. It was a woman, but not Signora Pepitone. “Hello?” she asked breathlessly. “Signor Scorfano, are you still there?”

“Yes, yes, I am,” he said. “What happened?”

“I'm so sorry,” the woman said, “bur the girls are gone.”

For a moment, Leonardo couldn't believe he'd just heard that. He had to have missed something. She couldn't mean gone. Then a shiver passed over him as if he were falling into cold water, so intense that he was a bit surprised he didn't Change. “What do you mean, gone?” he asked.

“Perla and Flavia went into the other room,” said the woman. “Perla was going to show her something. My mother-in-law has all these little ceramic birds and Perla loves birds, it's all she talks about... but now they've both vanished!”

“Roberto's checking the hallway!” came the voice of Signora Pepitone. “Maybe they went to a neighbour's. All the neighbours know Perla.”

“Where's your house? I”ll be right there,” Leonardo said. How could this be happening? Flavia had promised to stay where she was? How had this other girl persuaded her to run away? Where were they going, and why? “Hello?”

The phone was passed back to Signora Pepitone. “Sorry, I'm still here. Oh, this is terrible. My granddaughter, Perla... I thought the two of them would be friends, I thought it would be good for Flavia to have some company after the other children turned out to be monsters! I...” He could hear her take a deep breath and try to calm herself. “Those sea monsters! It must be! They came in and took her somehow!”

“I don't know if sea monsters could get into your house,” said Leonardo, though he didn't know what good that would do. This situation was getting worse and worse. Not only was Flavia missing, but if he were revealed now...

“I don't know how they'd do it, either!” said Signora Pepitone. “We need the police! Yes, the police station is at the Piazza Centrale, we'll meet you there.”

“Right. I'll head right up.” Leonardo put the phone back in the cradle and turned to the group of people, who were gathered around watching as if this were all some sort of show. Humans, like sea monsters, enjoyed nothing more than a bit of gossip. “Don't just stand there!” he told them. “My daughter is missing! Where is the police station?”

“I'll take you there,” a woman offered. “This way.”

---

If Flavia had known that Papa Leo was only a few blocks away, she might not have felt trapped in the bakery. As it was, she and Perla could only sit there watching the woman called Felicia eat the cookies and fret, staring out the window as people went by. She clearly was far more interested in spotting her husband if he passed than in what the girls were doing, but she would surely notice if they tried to leave. Flavia thought as hard as she could, but she didn't have any ideas, and when she looked at Perla, she could see her new friend didn't, either. They were running out of time before Perla's father was sure to come for them.

Then they got a reprieve. Signoria Mulino returned with cups of chocolate for them, and as she set these down she said, “there's no answer at your father's place, and your grandmother's line is busy. I”ll try again in a few minutes.”

“We're really fine, Signorina,” Perla insisted. “We were just going to buy some candy and then we'll go straight back. At the end of the day Signor Giglioli gives it out cheap so he won't have to keep it overnight.”

“It's not like there's sea monsters just walking around in the streets,” Flavia said.

Signorina Mulino and her friend Felicia looked at each other again, but before either could speak, the bell on the Patisserie door rang violently as a boy of about fifteen burst in.

“They caught them!” he announced, breathless. “Pietro, they caught the monsters!”

“What? Really?” Felicia jumped to her feet, speaking around a mouthful of cookie.

Pietro came out from behind the corner, shooing at the younger boy. “Eustachio! How many times does Mamma have to tell you not to bother me at work?”

Felicia stuffed one more cookie in her mouth, then ran up to Eustachio and grabbed his shirt. “What happened?” she asked. “Which monsters? Did you see them?”

“Yeah, three little ones and a big one!” the boy replied with enthusiasm. “Officer Ippolito has them locked up at the police station! Everybody's coming to see! Come on, Pietro,” he added to his brother.

“I am working,” Pietro insisted.

“Well, if the monsters are caught, then it's safe and we can go!” Perla announced. She grabbed Flavia's hand, and when Pietro opened the door to throw his brother out, the two of them dashed through it. “Come on, police station is this way!” said Perla.

“Hey, wait!” the woman called Felicia said. “I'm... I'm supposed to be watching you! Wait for me!” and she hurried after them.

---

By the time he'd called at the fourth sea monster house, Massimo was getting worried. Alberto, Luca, and Giulia were not the sort of children to keep a low profile. If they'd been here, somebody should have seen them, but so far he'd heard no three times, and arrived at the fourth house to find there was nobody home.

He was probably worrying about nothing – Massimo was self-aware enough to know he did that where his daughter was concerned. He probably just needed to ask somebody who lived a little closer to shore, but he couldn't help wondering about other possibilities. Flavia had told her father that the others had fled into the river. They'd assumed the river flowed through the storm drains into the sea, like the stream in Portorosso, but what if it didn't? What if they were trapped somewhere underground.

“Are you looking for the Macarellos?”

Massimo turned to face the woman who'd spoke to him. She was tall for a female, dark blue in colour with lighter fins that were starting to fade to transparent with age, and like everybody he'd met so far, she looked a little worried by him. It might have just been because he was big, but he suspected it was at least partly his clothing. Sea monsters off the coast of Portorosso were getting used to seeing their neighbours dressed as humans. In San Giuseppe Bay, it would be a novel sight.

“No,” he replied, “I am looking for my daughter, my nephew, and their friends.”

“Were they dressed like you?” the woman asked. “My brother mentioned seeing three kids in land monster clothes.”

Massimo's heart beat a bit faster. “Yes. Did he say where they went?”

“They were looking for Antonio Macarello,” she replied. “He sent them here.” She drifted past Massimo to look around indoors. “Felicia! Hello?”

“Not on a Thursday, but today isn't Thursday,” the woman replied. “Thursdays Antonio visits friends from out of town, so Felicia goes to see her friend Celina. The rest of the week they're usually here in the evenings.”

“They've gone with the children,” Massimo decided, relieved. Giulia was responsible, as was Luca, and Alberto was smarter than he let on – but it was still good to know they had adults with them. “They'll be in the city, looking for a friend.” Hopefully they could meet up with Leonardo and Flavia, and they would all go home together.

“In the land monster city?” The sea monster woman was shocked. “Surely not! Antonio's scared to death of the place! That's why Felicia never...” she stopped and shook her head. “Sorry, I really shouldn't gossip. I only came to borrow a knife.”

“I have one.” Massimo pulled his cleaver out of his belt. “Will this do?”

She went cross-eyed for a moment looking at it. “Oh, my. Ah, yes, that will more than do it, thank you.” She took it from him as if afraid it would explore. “You're not from the boy, are you?”

“No. I live in Portorosso,” Massimo said.

The woman nodded. “I did think I would surely remember you if I'd seen you before. I'm Deodata Razza.”

“Massimo Marcovaldo.” He shook her hand, only remembering afterwards that this wasn't how sea monsters greeted each other. She looked puzzled, but she rallied.

“Can I fix you something?” she asked cautiously. “As a thank you? My house is just over the rise.”

“No, thank you. I will stay here and wait for the Macarellos,” Massimo decided. They would be able to tell him if the kids had found Flavia and were now on their way back.

Signora Razza looked relieved. “I'll bring it right back,” she promised, and swam away in a hurry.

---

Massimo would have been horrified if he'd known where Antonio Macarello and the kids were at that moment – still sitting in the jail cell under the nervous eye of Officer Ippolito. Luca and Giulia were seated on either side of Antonio on the cell's little bench, while Alberto let the policeman know exactly what he thought of the situation.

“We didn't do anything wrong!” he said, shaking the bars like he'd seen in cowboy movies. “Just being a sea monster isn't a crime!”

“You were... you were disturbing the peace,” said the policeman.

“We were not! It was the lady at the zoo who made a big scene,” Alberto reminded him. “We just wanted to see some animals.”

Ippolito held up his hands. “Look,” he said nervously. “My job is to make the people in this town feel safe, and they don't feel safe when weird creatures are wandering the streets disguised as children.”

“It's not a disguise,” said Alberto.

“What do you call it, then?”

“It's just what we do, Sir,” said Luca, standing up. “When we get out of the water we look like humans. It's not even on purpose.” He thought for a moment. “Except for Alberto.”

“Yeah, Alberto can do it on purpose,” Giulia agreed.

Alberto looked the officer in the eye and demonstrated, which made Ippolito yelp and stumble back a couple of involuntary steps.

Through all of this, Antonio just sat with his head in his hands. “Cod almighty,” he moaned, “why didn't I just listen to my parents. They told me it was a terrible idea, hanging out with humans.”

Alberto rolled his eyes as he changed back, prompting another startled twitch from the police officer. “It's not that bad when dumb things like this don't happen. Have your parents ever even come up here?”

“Mine did, a long time ago,” said Luca. “Them and my Uncle Ugo. It was during the war – that's why they thought it was dangerous.”

Antonio shook his head and leaned back against the wall. “When they caught me getting back in the water, they told me, humans aren't pets. They're cute when they're little but they grow up and get mean. I was an idiot and I didn't want to lose my friends, so I thought, fine, I'll hang out with them for now when Mom and Dad aren't looking, and when we're older I'll stop. I'll be able to tell when they start getting dangerous.

“And you know, time went by and we all grew up. I went to Ippolito's wedding,” he gestured to the officer, who was watching warily from a corner, “and that made me think, I probably shouldn't be doing this anymore. We're adults now, they might turn on me at any moment. I married Felicia and she's terrified of the surface so I figured I'd stay away, but I got curious and wandered into town one day. Ippolito and Ruggero and Graziano were happy to see me, and next thing I know Thursdays are card nights. Felicia thought that was fine, because she's got a cousin or something she sees on Thursdays, so she never found out, and I honestly thought I could get away with it forever. Now... it's just like Mom and Dad said,” he sighed.

“It's not your fault you were hanging out with lousy humans,” said Alberto. “Most of them are fine.”

Officer Ippolito was, of course, still in the room, and he'd come a little closer as he listened to Antonio's story. “If you were so scared of us,” he said, “why did you show yourself back there?”

“Because I thought you might let the kids go if I could show you we weren't dangerous,” Antonio said. “I thought about telling you before, but I always chickened out.”

“So congratulations on being a jerk,” said Alberto.

Ippolito grimaced. He looked like he felt guilty, so Luca decided to try just asking again. “Like I said, Sir, we're just looking for our friend. If you let us go we'll find her, and then we promise to leave and never come back.”

The policeman appeared to think about it, but then he shook his head. “I... I've got to follow procedure,” he said. “I'll lose my job. Too many people already know about it.” He started pacing up and down the room. “I've already phoned the mayor. He's coming all the way back from Campania to see you. I...” he gave them a pleading look.

“Macché?” asked Alberto.

The door between the office and the room with the cell opened, and another man stuck his head in. “Ippolito?” he asked. “The witness is here.”

Ippolito nodded, grateful for the distraction. “Great! Bring her in!”

The door closed again, only to re-open a few seconds later to reveal the woman from the zoo. She was dressed in dry clothes now, without the sunglasses and kerchief, but she was just as horrified to see them.

“Ah, Signora Pepitone,” said Ippolito, ushering her in. “Are these the children you saw?”

She didn't answer. Instead, she pushed past him and stormed right up to the bars to look Alberto in the eye. “What have you done with the girls?” she demanded.

Nobody knew how to react to that. Alberto had no idea what she was talking about. He looked over his shoulder to see if the others knew. Luca shrugged, and Giulia could only shake her head. Antonio Macarello just continued sitting there with his head in his hands.

“What girls?” asked Luca.

“Don't you play innocent!” Signora Pepitone shook a finger at him. “Flavia and Perla are gone, and I know you had something to do with it! How did you get into my apartment?”

“Flavia's in trouble?” asked Alberto.

“She was safe as long as I was looking after her!” said Signora Pepitone. “Her father was coming to get her and everything was going to be fine, but you just couldn't let her escape, could you? What have you done with them?”

“Her father?” Alberto looked at the door. The second police officer was waiting there, with another man – a familiar one. “Uncle Leonardo!”

“Don't listen to him!” Signora Pepitone whirled around to hold up a warning hand. “Even if he looks like your nephew, he's not! He's some kind of creature! I saw it for myself!”

Alberto stuck his tongue out at her back and transformed again. The younger policeman cried out in surprise, and Leonardo groaned, but by the time Signora Pepitone turned around again to see what they were reacting to, Alberto was back to human.

“Stop that.” Giulia gently cuffed his shoulder. “You're gonna make it worse.”

“Madame,” said Ippolito. “Can I take this to mean you've identified them? These are the same creatures you saw earlier, and we can tell the town they're safely in custody?”

“Yes,” said Signora Pepitone, and eyed Alberto again. “You can't lie to me. I see right through you. What have you done with Flavia and my granddaughter.”

“We haven't seen Flavia since we left her with you at the zoo, Madame,” said Luca.

“And we've never even met your granddaughter,” Giulia added.

Ippolito put an arm around Signora Pepitone's shoulders to escort her out. “At the moment we can't prove they're involved, Signora, so let's do the investigation properly.” He passed her on to the other policeman, and Leonardo Scorfano took her other arm. “Tell Officer Bianchi where and when you last saw them, and we'll go from there.”

Leonardo looked over his shoulder with an apologetic grimace, then turned away to help with Signora Pepitone. The kids didn't know what to do. They couldn't call him out in front of all these people who were afraid of sea monsters, but maybe he could come up with something to help. The only thing they could do was wait.

Officer Ippolito shut the door.

#pixar luca #luca 2021 #luca paguro #alberto scorfano #giulia marcovaldo #ercole visconti #fanfiction #a little human (as a treat)

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idk ur ocs well so here is an ask that's a free pass to say anything and everything you wanna about one of em (apologies on no further prompting if this is too broad ummmm. try to give an elevator pitch summary of who they are❓🤔 or one of their biggest goals in life if they got one)

I thought I answered this question ngl 💀

SO main goal in the story in general is them moving out of the city to live and do their lives, the reason they moved in was because it was cheap, and promised monsters a better life! That's what the authority promised, the city itself is ruined down, its new york but monster. But they do get caught up in the authorities because surprise surprise Melody's old stalker is apart of the authority ‼️ so that's basically the plot

Pitch wise, like I said main goal is to move away. But say for melody and ares, they want to move away because they want to start a family and to try and at least not continue the familial trauma 😭 Tad wants to start her own thing, buisness, newspaper, whatever and be away from her family since they tie her down so much, and be her own person. Scout doesn't really have a plan because he has no family that supports him. He is with the flow of what he wants to do, but maybe to continue his baseball thing to support himself. Tldr at the end they all calm down no more excitement, just like peace.

BUT random facts.

Ares: he's based of Zuke from No straight roads, he is the eldest of 4 (biological) kids, his Prosthetic arm is homemade, he stands at 6 foot 5, Likes to bird watch, is Jamacian!!! And is a tiger shark guy.

Melody: she's not really based off of anyone in particular, is the baby of 3 girls. her favorite brand is baby phat (monster version), she can wiggle her antenna, and that hair around her body is FUR. DENSE FUR. And she does have wings!! They just shrink down to fit in her clothes. And is the shortest.

Tad: boy she's the middle child of 6 kids, shes a bit of a jack of all trades, Likes to start projects and never finishes them, is the oldest out of the four (27), is based off Kanamori from keep your hands off eizouken. Based off a Wallace flying frog, AND is from Malaysia

Scout: Only child 😭, trans guy, he's actually the final guy of the group I worked on, has a fasnation with the forest and loves to talk about bears, sounds like Ryuji from persona, his actual name is Scott, is the second shortest, has a collection of bottle caps. and is based of a Vampire bat, kinda does have fur like Mel to

#kat text #asks #long post

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Ch. 52 // Hey Again, Short Fuse // Day 42

Contents (Warnings): More angsty bits and itty bitty soft bits! (vore mentions, slight teasing, some action, and as always character/monster info).

Wordcount: 2200+ (another short chapter! Sorry peeps!)

Side note: This will contain experimental writing, first person (Lynette's view) will be implemented alongside third person for the two other essential characters, (mostly) Alexander and (occasionally) Drake. For those third person moments all their text will be italicized and have the characters name in Bold at the start. There may be other characters I write for using this.

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(Oct. 31st, Monday)

Lynette

"Why were you looking for Lev again?" I asked as we squeezed through a few more monsters. Claudia said 'excuse me' to all of them, and I did too, but she didn't stop going through them for the shortest path. I don't want to get on any more hate lists. I sulked when she tugged. I was like a rag doll in a little kid's hand. Xander always mentions energy, and he did say humans regenerate it, unlike monsters...THOSE MONSTERS DIDN'T EVEN ASK FOR IT! 

Claudia's bright baby blue eye looked back at me, "the shrink potion, remember!" She snickered, "I was able to save it for your silly bet with Lev."

Silly? Lev is not silly. He always finds a way to make my time with him as torturous as possible. Earlier this week, he was eating me, then decided to stop because 'he wanted a better position.' I whimpered, thinking about it.

We reached the middle of the ballroom. Claudia stopped to look around for him.

Wait, the potion I can't take it Thursday, today's- I pulled at her hand. "It can't be used anytime soon, so maybe we should wait to tell him?"

Claudia bounced a bit on her feet. She didn't stop her search nor responded to me, "ha! Gotcha!" She glanced back at me then pulled. "Let's go get 'em!"

I stumbled with her and croaked out with urgency, "CLAudia, I'm LEAVing SatURday morning!"

Her steps slowed. "You're leaving?" We were much closer to the food and drink tables, a little out from the center. While Lev was somewhere under the giant circular staircase/balcony toward the back of the ballroom, according to the direction she pulled me.

I didn't want to mention the wedding again at all. "I-I have a family vacation, so I'll be gone until next Sunday."

Would Xander be mad if he found out? I'd like to think Lev wouldn't care; he eats other people. I also could imagine Lev saying, "since you're going on vacation, we should extend those bets to the whole day, don't you think?"

Being around them alone at work was bad enough. I don't want to deal with them outside of it too. Or...in Xander's case, outside of work more. 

Claudia gave a nod of affirmation, "ah, good luck." She walked backward and got my hands in hers. She shook them up and down, then up high, and brought them down to kiss my fingertips. I flinched with confusion. "If you don't make it back, know that I thought you made it fun to work at the pizzeria."

She let my hands go. What? "Claudia? We're not going anywhere dangerous!" I assured her.

"But you said..." Claudia's smile dropped for a moment. Her face relaxed, and I realized her chirpiness might not have been her natural resting state. Her lips fluttered, and returned her grin, "sorry. What do you plan to do while you're gone?"

"Hanging out," I said, not knowing how to approach this. Something's up with her. How do I ask? Should I ask? I don't know her all that well. She did save me from those beings though. That means she cares right? She didn't have too. I opened my mouth again and she awaited what I might say next. Worry about one thing at a time.

"One, the vacation is a secret between us, do not tell Lev or anyone els-"

"Don't tell me what?~" Lev's vocal cords strummed. He lowered himself to fit in the space between us.

"Lynette's going on vacation!" Claudia said without hesitation.

"A vacation?" He turned to face me, his ring leader hat tipped with him. 

CLAUDIA! WHO'S SIDE ARE YOU ON?!

Claudia moved her face to be close to his, "hey! I was trying to call you earlier too, mister! Why didn't you answer!"

Lev didn't move his. They were extremely close.

He smirked, "I was a little preoccupied, this party has plenty of distractions." He gestured around us.

I took retreated by one step, and he snapped back onto me. Lev's eye slits narrowed. "Why would you want to keep that from me?" The rhetorical tone jingled like a set of keys in my face. "It's not like I would have savored our fun any less."

My mouth pursed to hide my disdain. From Lev's reflective honeyed hue, I could tell he knew I tried to hide more from him.

"When does your vacation start, hmm?" He stood up and took a step toward me. He eagerly wanted to close our distance, "is it the same day Alexander leaves too?"

I flinched, "what?" What does he mean by the same day as Alexander's? Is he going on vacation too?

Claudia chirped back in, peeking from behind Lev and his open jacket. "No wonder Edgar asked me to work all next week!"

Lev chortled, jeeringly, "did your supervisor not tell you?"

Of course, he didn't! Xander and I don't have normal conversations. He's either angry, smug, hungry, or- on the rare occasion when our conversation starts off tame, he twists it around!

My eyes drifted from Lev. "Does he also-" I saw the glowing bones charging for us. I stumbled back, and it caught their attention. Neither of them stopped the being.

I tripped over myself when I tried to run.

The being caught me when we collided. They wrapped me in a surprisingly soft, warm, and gentle hug.

"LYNETTE!" The voice sprang around my brain.

"June?" I pushed out to look over him properly, he wasn't wearing his glasses, and his form was a light black, not blue. So I didn't recognize him. "You scared me!"

He let go, "I got excited to see and hug you sorry!" He gestured back to Elliot at the buffet table. He looked content eating the pumpkin cakes. "Elliot pointed you out!" June glanced back at the other two, "and hey Claudia, hi Lev!"

They both gave him a wave. Luckily, Claudia snatched Lev with her conversation. I didn't like seeing Lev smile though, so I figured the two were plotting against me with the shrink potion. I should have asked for a two week vacation.

"Lynette, do you think I did a good job at being like a human skeleton?!"

I looked at the luminescent bones in his body; each looked tailor-made or real...

"Are those your real bones?"

I don't remember his body having bones. When I looked him up and down it finally clicked. He's not wearing clothes! Is that bad? Should I say something? There's nothing-

He snickered, "I don't have any bones; Viola's partner made these for me." He opened his mouth and pointed to the fake skull in the back, "wanna feel it?"

I gave a light shake of my head. I trust you enough- "I had a little run-in earlier, and I'd rather not think about any part of me being inside anyone's mouth right now." I muttered. I don't want to upset you.

June tilted his head, "huh? HERE?" He grabbed my shoulders and looked over me frantically. "Did you tell them no? Did they hurt you?"

"Claudia helped me. I'm okay." I said.

Elliot finally trudged over to us, and as he got closer I noticed he was in his half form and wearing bright colored pajama's.

June shook me, "why are they so mean to you!"

Elliot looked down at us both, and June peered up at him, "we gotta protect Lynette!"

He nodded, "shouldn't be-"

BOOOOOOOOOOM

The ballroom shook, and some of the guests let out a shriek in response. June hugged me but didn't do anything more than keep me close to his body. And Elliot shielded us both.

The music cut off, and everyone started to make their way out to check out the commotion.

"That doesn't sound good." Claudia chirped as she passed and jogged ahead of us.

...

Alexander

He had calmed down considerably after he had a chance to breathe. Not that the image was leaving his head anytime soon. I should have let her suffer.

He waited for Drake near the main foyer, near the hall Drake went. He's drinking a lot of blood again. What the hell has he been doing lately to cause that? Alexander sighed. He wasn't exactly better, but at least Alexander had a viable excuse. In his mind, anyway.

Suddenly, his body tensed up. The familiar animosity traveled from down the hall. Drake. Alexander pursued it as other monsters not far from him in the main foyer went to the opposite end.

Why is he using that? What happened? Is it to protect Lynette again? The questions spiraled in, and he rushed down the hall. And made it to the double shining swinging doors. He pushed through them.

His hand went out and clutched Drake's forearm. He tugged him off Andras. He put more of his body forward than his best friends. "Who the hell invited you, asshole." Just leave Drake the hell alone and stop coming back! 

Alexander couldn't even control the ready glow of his eyes, let alone the readiness in his body. 

"Oh great." Andras sighed with little interest, "short fuse. Long-time-no-see."

He smugly raised his hands up and aimed his palms at them. Alexander read the spell across them, FUCKER! He grabbed Drake's collar. He threw him out of the kitchen, and a cloak of his concoction wrapped around Drake. 

Andras bit down on his tongue, and the blast erupted from his hands with a fury of the smoldering crack of blue fire.

Alexander put a cloak on himself and tried to get to the surrounding area, but his reaction failed him so much that his cloak suffered for it too. It shattered once his body crashed backward into the hall wall across from the kitchen. 

Meanwhile, the mansion shook on its left side.

Alexander dropped down with a heavy gasp. Some pieces of the wall came with him. His legs twitched with his landing. He still caught himself. 

His costume burned, yet it didn't remain inflamed. 

He tried to squint through his broken spectacles. He wanted to ignore the throbbing, burning pain on his face, arms, and chest. He worked on healing it all in case. 

He stumbled forward, Drake's cloak was fine, but the blast knocked Drake on his ass. 

"COME ON OUT, FUCKER. YOU THINK THESE FLAMES ARE GONNA HIDE YOUR SORRY ASS!" 

There was no response, only the kindling sparks of the now orangish red flame.

He lifted his hand back, doing the same spell Andras did, except as a force instead of an explosive. The gust sputtered every loose piece of metal or dishes into the back of the room and collapsed parts of the walls on either side. We widdled to nothing, and it did what he wanted. It extinguished the flames with its powerful whirlwind.

There was no trace of the curly-haired male. 

Alexander growled. "DAMN IT."

He flicked back to Drake, who stumbled into the shambled kitchen. The waft of burnt everything filled in his nose too. 

Monsters alike buzzed near the hall. Alexander looked over Drake's shoulder for a better view outside the kitchen.

Drake spoke, "I didn't need your help, Chase-"

"Bullshit, Andras had a seal over himself. If you even cut him, it would have activated, and THEN WHAT?!" Alexander banged his fist into the door frame. 

"What happened?!" Wenna shouted. She ran over to them. She looked to want to help Drake.

From the corner of Alexanders' eye, he could see Viola directing some of the monsters along with her brother. 

"Andras, that damn weasel just never gives up," Alexander complained. 

Wenna's eyes widened, "Andras?!" She went to touch Drake, he pulled away. 

"I'm fine. I let him sneak up on me; that's it." He glanced at Alexander, turned away quickly, and muttered, "thanks for the cloak." And tried to leave.

Wenna chased after him, "Hey, no, you can't be alone right now-"

Drake didn't listen and kept walking. He passed their night and morning crew and a few concerned partygoers.

There's no use arguing with him right now. 

Alexander looked over the kitchen one more time. It would have been worse if he didn't wear a cloak for it. He examined the few ashen marks and the spot Andras once laid. If he tried to get Drake with that blast, the other vampires would... 

Alexander's teeth clenched together, so much so that he felt like he'd snap them. A question behind him made him unclench. 

"What happened?" Zane walked inside the kitchen; he got down next to Alexander. I still hate that I don't smell anything from you. 

"Some asshole," Alexander said. He refused to go on.

Zane tilted his head, his long bangs going along with it. He smiled, "a complicated story here, I get it." He said, "glad to see you're okay, would be a shame if you died that easily."

Like, I'd let that Fucker get close to beating my ass. "It wouldn't have ended any other way." Alexander released a hard exhale. His body didn't want him to relax. He felt like Andras was still around somewhere. 

He started to use reversal on whatever he could.

The innocent-appearing girl with heterochromia joined them, "That's a doozy!"

Alexander was ready to slam into her if she tried to praise Andras. It was hard enough to stay focused on the room as a whole. There were way too many intricate objects for him to easily undo. 

He was using his energy fast, "yeah..."

She walked up next to him and gave a few blinks with her giant eyes, "need help?"

From a little demon like you? "As long as it's just fixing the Kitchen."

"Of course," though he could see the hidden plot behind her smile. 

He didn't know what she was planning but accepted her help anyway. 

...

Thank you for reading! :D Have a gouda day! (Nonnegotiable, if you're lactose intolerant, you're about to be in a lot of pain, sorry, not sorry. Lol).

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