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wonderwomanfantasy · 4 years

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Haikyuu bottoms

Y’all really feeding me this week with subby boy head cannons I’m here for it.

Tsukishima, Bokuto, Oikawa, Goshiki

Tsukishima

-I see a lot of hard dom headcanons for tsuki, which is fine, but I think it would be a shame to waste all of the brat energy this boy has

-Yes he is tall and strong and mean

-but there is nothing more satisfying then seeing hm broken

- imagine him crying and shaking promissing to be a good boy for you

-Imagine him begging you to go slower while you pound his ass

-imagine edgeing him over and over agian until his cock is throbing and aching and he’s swearing up and down that he will do anything you want if you just let him cum

-Now that’s some good fucking food

-Tsuki is a brat and just doesn’t know it, He thinks he should be incharge in the bedroom cus well, he’s the man

-but you aren’t having none of that shit.

-He gets very frustrated when you have him tied to the bed and won’t listen to what he’s telling you to do

-but when he finally lets go? lets you bring him to pleasure the way you want to?

-Its a whole new world and Tuskishima doesn’t want to ever bother topping agin.

-Not that he lets you know that lmao

-you’re going to have to work for it every single time but tbh that’s part of the fun

-when you ask to peg him you get a very Tsukishima response

- “oh? you think you can?”

-which is his way of saying yes please mommy

-He keeps on insisting that you would be a shitty top with a weak stroke game

-jokes on him when the strap comes in the mail

-He ends up coming like seven times lmao you know how to overstim this bitch

-Slowly you pull back before sinking the toy back inside of him, the tight ring of muscle giving way under your thrusts.

-“So, still think I can’t top for shit?”

-”F-Fuck off,”

-His face is so red and He’s clutching your hand while you fuck him, needing that small bit of comfort.

-”that’s not very nice Kei, you know bad boys don’t get to cum”

-you angel your hips, nuding the silcone cockhead against his prostate and suddenly he's screaming, not caring who hears

-”I’m Sorry! it feels so good, so good Mommy please let me cum”

-theres already a mess of sweat and semen on his stoumach but his cock is so hard you can tell he needs anouther release and really who are you to deny him?

-Idk it just feels like he’s waisted as a top.

Oikawa

-Again I see a lot of hard dom Oikawa stuff and like.... In what fucking world.

-look at him and tell me he’s a top, you can’t

-anyways Oikawa likes it when you step on his throat and spit in his mouth.

-brake his nose and lick up the blood

-He likes being your little bunny slut and will wear the ears and tail for you

-Oikawa thinks he’s a brat and in day to day life he sure is a little shit

-But the second you hit him with the good old “what the fuck did you just say to me?”

-it all crumbles and he’s back to being a soft sub following your rules to the letter

-He’s also very open about liking things up his ass

-Usally it’s his cute little tail plug but he’s not afraid to switch it up

-vibrators, anal beeds, fingers you name it

-ooo fun date idea: Make him masterbate for you, one hand around his cock the other three knucles deep in his ass

-very cute uwu

- So anyways he doesn’t have a problem with pegging

-in fact he probably brought it up

-and by brought it up I mean whined that he didn’t feel full enough with his old toys and wanted something new

-He gets into it

-makes eye contact while you while he drools on the strap his hands gripping your thighs.

- I should have brought it up sooner but he’s a LOUD bitch especally when you start fucking him

- “Oh fuck Mommy please go faster” He moans backing his hips up

-you spank him and scoff

- “slow down you slut you’re going to hurt yourself,”

-He barley let you streach him out before sliding the toy inside of him he’s just so desprate for you to fuck him

- “S-Sorry It just feels so good,”

-he in fact is not sorry. not even a little bit and keeps fucking himself against your hips

-You have to pin him down to the bed to make him stop

-He doesn’t mean to be disobedent he’s just needy

-Don’t think that he’s going to be satisfied once you start moving either

-Your slutty little bunny stays greedy always begging you for more.

Bokuto

-do I think Bokuto is a bottom? not really.

-Do I want to peg him? yeah <3

-I mean how could you not? look at that ass

-Another one who thinks he has to top because he’s the guy

-Big Service top energy, where you’re technaclly ordering him around but he’s doing all the work.

- At the end of the day he’s just a giant puppy who lives to please

-He will go along with anything you want to do

-A personal favorate bottom move of his is when you ride his face

-He hooks his arms around your thighs and keeps you locked against his mouth while he drowns in your pussy

-you know that video of a cow dunking his whole head in a bucket of milk? boktou with your pussy

-all this to say he almost doesn’t even notice when you start domming him

-Not until someone asks who wears the pants in the relationship

-At first he’s like “me obviously” then he remebers that you lead him around on a leash lastnight while he begged you to let him eat you out so like...

-MAYBE he’s a bottom

- but only for you tho >:(

-It’s kind of the same way with Pegging

-you just slowly start working your fingers inside of him during sex then toys

-then you’re lubing up the strap of the first time and he’s like ????

-How the fuck did I get here?

-Not that he’s complaining...

-It feels so good wheny ou fuck him and that’s what sex is about right? making eachother feel good right?

- “Can I have a kiss?” he asked sweetly his arms wrapped around the back of your neck

-He was on his back and you pressing his thighs to his chest while you steadily pumped your cock inside of him

- “of course baby,” you lean down and let him claim your mouth

-He’s always so passionate when he kisses you, theres also so much tounge as Bokutou tries to show how much he loves you with just kisses

-You reach between your bodies and start pumping his cock and almost instantly he cums.

- “F-Fuck babe I’m sorry It just felt good,” he whinned

-but you assure him that it’s fine and he asks “so that means we can keep going right?”

-”of course baby”

Goshiki

- please I love him so much

-He likes kissing

-He likes it when you suck on his tounge and pull him in your lap

- and when you start touching him.

-Touching his hair and his chest, and the back of his neck

-He likes it when you’re making out and you take his hand and guide it to your wet pussy so he knows it’s okay to start petting your wet cunt

-He really has no choice but to start humping your leg when you makeout with him

-You like kissing Goshiki too

-He gets so lost in it that the moment he starts dragging his hips back anf forth along your leg you know how it will end

-It ends with him cumming in his pants

-You live to humiliate him and he looks so perfect when he realizes that he just made a mess right infront of you

-so embaressed, so cute

-of course he lets you take off his pants and underwear so you can wash them for him

-then he’s just standing there awkwardly covering himself with his hands

-what? it’s not like you have clothes for him

-unless he wants to put on a pair of your lacy black panties and a skirt of yours...

-Goshiki is a follower in the bedroom

-if you push his face into your pussy he’ll eat you out no questions asked

-and if you say you want to peg him... well

-He will enthusastically agree then ask you what the fuck pegging is

-and when you explained what it was he’ll hestiantly go along with it

-After all he trusts you, you wouldn’t hurt him... right?

- “you’re taking it so well Gosh, I’m so proud of you,” you purred kissing his neck.

-His chest swells, this is really all he wants, for you to be proud of him.

- “does it feel good?” you ask and he nods

- “yes It feels really good, please keep going I can take more,”

-”are you sure babe?” your lips still trailing over his neck

- he needs more, more of your cock more of your praise more of your kisses

- “Okay baby I’ll give you some more, you’re doing so well,”

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novasheadcanons · 3 years

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The Brothers with a MC who’s presence is calming their sin

TW: None :3 SFW Fluff

Lucifer

-One word: Denial.

- He was always proud. And he found new pride in being the Avatar he is. He would never allow anything else to happen.

- But you wormed your way almost to easy into the eldest heart.

- You started bringing him tea and a snack in the evening, when the others were getting ready for bed and you knew he was still working. The amount of paperwork seemingly endless.

- He scroffed the first time you did this. He didn’t need a weak human to take care of him.

- He will absolutly deny how quickly he was looking forward to seeing you in the evening, a gentle smile your lips and delicious tea and his favourite cake in your hands.

- You humbled him. Soft whispers of comfort in the night when he was overworked, stressed and trying to ingnore painful memories. He allowes you to care for him when he previously would have strangled anyone who saw him like this. Now he’s questioning what he did to deserve you.

- He leans into your touch and reaches out for you in return.

- What was previously limited to when you two were alone starts to seep into his daily life with the brothers as well.

- He recrognizes his shortcomings and flaws more, but still struggles to act on it. But he becomes more forgiving. His brothers were sure he was deadly ill the first time they noticed.

- Lucifer will always be the embodyment of pride, but he becomes softer around the edges.

- He like to pull you on his lap and stroke over your cheek. It never fails to make him smile when you look at him with so much adoration.

- “You know I can’t let you go just yet, right?”

Mammon

-He thinks he’s dying. No joke. He has been googling his ‘symtoms’ 6 time now. - But ‘Help I’m the Avatar of Greed but I feel weird!’ doesn’t really bring forth anything useful.

- Mammon’s greed is something he never had any control over, and he still doesn’t. At least no concious control.

- It starts when you two are out and about. He made a new money making sheme and dragged you along, as usual, but now you two were sitting at this fountain for two hours already and he forgot why he dragged you in the first place.

- Mammon watched you laugh over something he said, but it was a nice laugh. A laugh that didn’t sting. You weren’t laughing about him. This was nice. He wanted more of this.

- When he actually managed to make money and he found himself looking for something for you instead of him, it dawned on him. This dork came home with 4 gifts for you and only one cool pair of shades for himself. Pff, he wanted nothing else anyway, why are you looking at him so surprised?

- He still gets the sticky fingers when he sees something he could sell to make money, but more often than not he placed it back after thinking about how you would not like him stealing and getting in trouble again.

- The Avatar of Greed is still well...greedy. But it changes. Mammon feels so fuzzy inside when you're happy, laughing, reaching out towards him. He finally noticed how much more he wants of this. No amount of grimm could outshine your smile when you look at him. You filled the emptiness he tried to stuff with grimm, clothes and jewelry.

- He hugged you close one night, not knowing you were still awake. You had been watching a movie together and decided that you would be sleeping here, to tired to go back to your room.

- He whispers quietly in your hair while pulling you even closer to his chest. “Ya are the biggest tressure I ever held...”

Leviathan

-absolutly oblivious to it. Like, this man does not notice at all.

- It also took a long time. His envy isn’t just jealousy. It is self-deprecation. It is comparing himself to anyone else and always comming to the conclusion that the other person is better.

- It only started when he accepted (for the most part) that you truly were his friend. That you didn’t secretly were planning a long-term joke on him.

- He had been ranting about a new fascination of his for a while now, while you were watching him being so in his element. He looked... happy maybe even a little confident? When he noticed how long he had been talking again he apologized but he didn’t look ashamed like he usually looked. More bashfull, but still smiling. And it didn’t take much convincing to have him continue.

- It was a lot of these little things. But more and more his envy lost it’s sharp edge that used to stab him in the back everytime he so much as thought about being proud of something he achived.

- You helped him becomming more at ease with himself. Your presence reminded him about all the things that were good in this life. Things others didn’t have.

- He realised this when he was complaining about how unfair something was when he looked at you. Patiently sitting there and holding his hand. With this loving look in your eyes.

- The widest smile you’ve ever seen from him streched across his face, lighting up his eyes and he squeezed your hand.

- “What am I doing? How could I complain about something so trivial when I have you by my side?”

- Cue both of you blushing and looking surprised. You couldn’t help but laugh a little when he hid his face in your shoulder when you hugged him. A blushing, blabbering mess

- He may be making progress but he would always be your Levi.

- There will be time where he falls back into his old harmfull thoughts but he knows you will be there to hold his hand. Just like Henry does for the Lord of Shadows!

Satan

-He caught on the quickest and welcomed it the slowest.

- Every since you moved in with them he felt weird when you were in the room. Probably because he was so sensitive. Satan picked up on everything in a room, so every little thing could set him off if he hadn’t learned how to quickly escape and rage in the safety of his room.

- But the more time he spend in a room, close to you, the calmer his mind became. He still picked up on everything but when he glanced at you, or when you softly touched his hand because you noticed his eyes tighten a little, a wave of calm washed over him.

- He did not trust it. At all. Were you influencing him with magic? Were you doing it on purpose? But if you were so powerful that you could calm the Avatar of Wrath with a single touch why were you always so close to dying??

- As usual for Satan he spend days researching, trying to find anything. Without success.

- He barged into your room, agitated by the lack of success. Satan had nearly kicked your door open. And froze when he saw you.

- You were laying your back, your legs streched out and propped up on the wall. Your D.D.D making contact with your face when he had barged in. He couldn’d help but to laugh a little. His previous anger forgotten

- Calmly he closed the door and joining you on the bed, where you had just set up and were rubbing your forehead. “The fuck, Satan?”

- He smiled softly, taking your hand in his so he could give the red spot on your forehead a little peck. “Let me make it better.”

- Maybe it wasn’t so important why and how. You calmed his wrath finally making place for something else.

- When his brothers catched on they would practially dump you on top of Satan whenever he worked himself into a rage. Works like a charm.

-He never said anything to you, but you knew. The look in his eyes told you everything.

Asmodeus

-For him the transission was so smothly he didn’t notices it for a while. He started complimenting you, without complimenting himself while doing it. He didn’t praise his outer beauty with nearly every single breath anymore. Still alot (Have you seen him?) but less desperatly. Asmo forgot to post his morning selfies twice in a row because he lazed around in bed with you.

- It irretated him to no end for weeks now. Something felt off and he had no clue what it was. It was driving him absolutly insane and his brothers were acting like they knew why, but noone would tell him anything!

- It was the third week now he didn’t feel like going partying to get praised, get eye-fucked by every passing person...

- Instead you two were in his room, wearing soft pjs and laying on his bed, shoulders pressed together

- You had grapped his hand while talking, gestureing wildly exited about something.

- It wasn’t that he didn’t enjoy you talking, or wasn’t interessted but he was to mesmerised by your face, eyes shining with joy.

- Suddenly it just...clicked.

- “It’s you...!”

- He was sitting up, pulling you up with him. You rearly witnessed the Avatar of Lust looking at you so...seriously.

- “Asmo...is everything alright? Did I-“

- He had pulled you on his lap, arm tight around you, just holding you as close as possibly to him. You were all he ever wanted but tried so hard to deny. You loved him. Not the Avatar of Lust, but him!

- “I...I love you more than I love myself.”

-You calmed his desprate desire to be loved. To be seen.

Beelzebub

-It started after you made the pact with him, probably because you were spending more time with him now.

- probably the most noticable change out of the brothers.

- It also started of slow. A few less snacks in between classes, not 12 plates of food at breakfeast but 10

- The brothers noticed immediatly but he brushed it off. He was feeling fine. Better than fine actually. Beely felt this warm fuzzy feeling in his stomach. Smiling happily he took another bite, enjoying the taste more than usually before gulfing down more.

- The first time you two fell asleep in a bed together, you had made yourself comftable on top of him, he gently brushed some strands of hair out of your face. You had fallen asleep ontop of him. He was kind of hungry but you looked so blissfully happy...

- In the end he fell asleep, too. And he sleept through the night.

- Imagine his shock when he woke up before you, now really feeling hungry expecting it to be around midnight, as usual, but instead it was time for breakfest... When was the last time he didn’t get up in the night to eat?

- He is still eating an absolutly ungodly amount of food but he doesn’t feel like he is starving nearly every seconds of the day anymore. When he realised it was because of you, he picked you up in a bear-hug. Just holding you close and pressing his face into your neck. You swear you feel your neck getting a bit wet...

- “Thank you...Thank you so much...”

Belphegor

-after being freed from the attic he finally joined the ‘normal’ life in the House of Lamentation again

- the others had already spend a lot of time with you. So they figured it out by now already but they agreed not to tell Belphie for two reasons:

- 1. Nobody wanted him to be dissapointed should it turn out that it doesn’t happen for him.

- 2. They wanted it to be a surprise should it work.

- Belphie felt insecure for a while since all his brothers were already so close to you and he well... He wasn’t exactly starting of a clean plate here...

- So he occupied your time a lot for a while

- He didn’t notices his brothers small changes for that reason

- It started off by being more awake around you when you two had cuddle & nap sessions together. He shrugged it of to just wanting to get to know you more.

- Your presence made him being able to be awake for longer periods of time in the beginning, then when you forced him to participate in activities with Beel and you his energy didn’t drain as quickly as he was used to. When he slept, he didn’t sleep quiet as long but felt so much better after waking up.

- It made him suspicious. So he started watching his brothers more.

- After two month he confronted you at breakfeast.

- “What are you doing to me?” Okay, rude...

- Why were his brothers ginning so stupidly?

- After you spend a while explaining what you and the others figured out he leaned back, taken aback. A soft smile taking over his lips that he could not surpress fast enough.

- Later that night he made himself comtable on top of you, his head on your chest, listening to your heartbeat. He didn’t know what to do, but your lovingly petting his hair made him realise he didn’t need to.

- He still sleeps a lot, often and in the weirdest places, he will always be the Avatar of Sloth but this might not be so bad after all.

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clown-bait · 6 years

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29 Neibolt ST (Monster Roommate AU) CH 30

Oh god this one got long but like so much happens man. And before you get mad I’m not sorry for what I did. Also I’m a sucker for Robert getting super proud of his trashpire and being unintentionally supportive. Like he goes out of his way to be a mean evil bastard but at the end of the day he’s secretly gonna be like “Don’t tell anyone but.. I’m proud of you and if anyone says otherwise I’ll rip out their organs. <3” he luv his trashpire. So yeah shit goes down have fun.

music for this chapter:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P0TzUNti3rY

play at the beginning for maximum comedic effect.

CH 30

Lets Get Ready to Die

“Mmmm Leech you’re so tense” Robert mumbled into her skin. “Do I frighten you love?” he smiled into her continuing his assault on her neck. He pulled slightly away when she didn't respond to his nips “Love?” he removed himself completely and stared at her blank face with a puzzled look. “Leechie?” he waved his injured hand in front of her face. He turned his head to see what had his nosferatu so stunned and before he could react she exploded out of his arms screaming like a banshee.

“ADAM!!!” She howled limbs flailing frantically through the crowd to get to the fleeing ghost from her past. “AAAAADDDAAAM!!! YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO BE DEAD YOU SON OF A BITCH” she roared and shoved an unsuspecting Chucky into the wall of enraged muscle that was Michael Myers. Who threw the former doll into the Babadook spilling the grief monster’s drink all over himself and his large new boyfriend Pyramid Head. The two former monsters stared at eachother from across the room and charged. Soon a domino effect of punches began.

“CLUB FIGHT!” Freddy yelled right before Jason broke a chair over him. Robert took off after his mate who could be heard shrieking obscenities over all the chaos around her. As a creature of destruction Robert was a bit impressed that his mate could cause so much discord and pandemonium within a matter of minutes. Maybe there was such a thing as destiny after all.

“I AM GOING TO RIP OUT YOUR ENTRAILS AND WEAR THEM LIKE A FUCKING SCARF YOU POMPUS PIECE OF SHIT” She screeched tearing through people to get to the man trying to shake her off. She finally caught up to him and smashed a bottle on a table pointing it at her ex-lover “I WILL BATHE IN YOUR BLOOD AND MAKE MY MATE LICK IT OFF! GET READY TO DIE AGAIN FUCKER!” Leech let out a roar and charged but was smacked in the ribs by a flying bar stool, her small frame never standing a chance. Adam took his chance to slink into the surrounding chaos and Leech directed her rage at the person who threw the stool. Poor Ghostface didn't realize the mistake he had made till he felt the fist collide with his mask. Leech was fuming mad, how the hell was that manipulative asshole still alive? Ash must have fucked up the words again. This is what she gets for trusting a human. Someone pulled her off the poor serial killer and Leech spun around punching whoever it was in the nose, Freddy stumbled back holding his face “Jesus Fangs its me calm down!” he shouted

“He’s fucking back Fred! HE’S FUCKING BACK!”

“Yeah yeah everyone heard you screaming. You know, you didn't have to break my damn nose!”

“I need to kill him right now. I’m mortal at the moment and theres no doubt he’ll be after me!”

“Look you wanna have your little soap opera that’s fine, but lets focus on getting everyone back to normal first then you can go stabbing anyone you want yeah? I’m fuckin tired of being able to die.”

Leech stared at her friend her chest heaving and fresh blood poured from a cut on her forehead and onto her lip. She shut her eyes flicking out her tongue to taste it. “All right, fine. Let’s find the damn kid so I can get my revenge and get back to my god damn life.” she snarled.

The doors of the club opened and Uncle Bob entered the club with a still very confused Dracula in tow holding a dirty burlap sack.

“Man oh man Drac this sure sounds like……some…..party…what the hell is this?” the scene was pure chaos former monsters revealing their true natures and attacking eachother left and right, there were even a few small fires in the corner. The two stared in shock “We’re gone for three hours. THREE HOURS and you guys start a damn riot. HOW??”

“Leech did it.” Freddy pointed at the former vampire.

“I…..yeah I guess I did well shit….” she said looking around at the scene. “You know this is actually pretty impressive I’d be proud if the stakes werent high.” she gave the duo a cocky grin to which both elder monsters shook their heads to.

“Jesus Dracula you chose this walking disaster as your apprentience?”

“De ce este totul pe foc?” (why is everything on fire?) the older vampire responded wide eyed.

“I need to have a talk with junoir about his taste in women….speaking of where is the brat?”

“No idea actually…” Leech glanced around the room. “This could be a problem I may have accidently got him shit-faced.”

“You did what now?!” Uncle Bob stomped forward and bore down on her.

“Look I didnt know he was going to be a lightweight in human form!”

“I ASKED YOU TO LOOK OUT FOR HIM AND YOU PULL THIS SHIT?”

“I’m his mate not his keeper.”

“HES MORTAL RIGHT NOW AND A COCKY IDIOT AND YOU GOT HIM DRUNK!”

“Are you guys talking about Jingles?” Chucky said crawling out with Tiffany from under a table

“We saw him leave out the back.” Tiff said pointing to the back exit.

“Oh god he left the building?” Leech was starting to get worried now. She let her rage blind her once again and it put someone she loved in danger.

“Guys I know we all care about jingles’ well being but we only have a few hours left of halloween and if we dont find that little orange brat were stuck like this” Freddy complained dodging a thrown bottle.

“All right then grab the giant lets get the kid and fix this mess.” Uncle Bob grabbed the sack from Dracula and opened it seeing if there was anything useful to bring him out.

“I thought I saw him before Vorhees hit me with a chair he’s here somewhere.” Freddy grumbled and began to push back into the fighitng crowd the rest of the gang folling him. Leech turned the other direction of her friends heading for the back exit.

“Fangs come on.” Uncle Bob shouted.

“I’m going to find him.”

“Yeah and we’ll have better luck working together come on.” Freddy growled at her.

“No I’m going to find Adam. I’m going to find him before he kills me or Robert.”

“Leech this is not the time for fuckin heroics. Besides thats not really our forte.” the dream demon said stepping forward.

“Who said anything about being heroic.” the vampire said darkly pulling a large knife from her coat.

“Huh i thought this was an edge free event.” Tiffany chimed in slightly puzzled.

“Plucked it off Ghostface before he could use it on me.” she said cooly fiddling with the blade.

“Fine if you want to go save your stupid damsel in distress then by all means go get yourself killed once again because thats probably going to be the result.” Freddy rolled his eyes.

“Are you implying you actually give a shit about me Fred?” Leech smirked.

“Nah, you still owe me for that last half ounce. Can’t have you kickin the bucket till you pay me back.”

Leech smiled at the dream demon. “You know for a bunch of selfish murderers you guys sure are big softies.” the gang grinned back at her “Dont fuck up I expect to be bald next time I see all of you.”

“Go save your idiot Fangs.”

The former vampire tipped the knife to her head in a mock salute and slipped out the door.

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Leech briskly walked through the cool october air behind the night club. It was eerily quiet compared to the chaos inside and the ex-vampire tightened her grip on the stolen blade in her hand. With the 7pm curfew still in effect most people were off the streets at this hour leaving her alone and exposed. She had grown quite friendly with the night becoming nearly nocturnal since the sun rapidly drained her energy. This atmosphere was normally comforting to her but something felt off and she felt vulnerable. Leech approaced an alleyway and proceeded down the poorly lit path eyes darting around in the night. She was desprately missing her heightened hearing and nightvision right now. Something stumbled and shuffled behind her she wasnt alone. The vampire gripped her knife and spun around with a snarl only to have her wrist caught by a large hand missing a finger. Robert Gray held the side of his head and stared into his mates wild murderous eyes. Leech immediately released the tension in her muscles dropping the knife in her hand and falling into him.

“Holy shit youre not dead!” she gasped squeezing her mate tight as if letting him go would cause him to vanish.

“I feel dead” he grumbled his eyes were red and bloodshot he had clearly sobered up thanks to the cold. They broke apart and leech picked up her knife.

“Adam’s back.”

“I’m aware.”

“What are we going to do?”

“Same thing we always do, kill the problem.”

“I’m glad we’re on the same page.” she grinned at him. “I uh I was worried about you.”

Roberts lip twitched up slightly “Were you now?”

“Don’t make fun of me for it.”

“I’d never.” he smirked shoving her lightly.

“Liar.”

he chuckled and placed his hands on his mate’s cheeks his thumbs tracing over a fresh bruise. “Would you like to destroy our enemy with me my love?”

“Mmmmm I love it when you talk dirty to me.” she grinned up at him a slight blush grew on her cheeks.

He laughed and kissed the top of her head. “Its a date then.” robert whispered and pressed their lips together.

Leech followed behind he mate through dark alleyways till they got to the park in the center of town. She lightly touched Robert’s arm as they approached a large tree “Hey. there’s only an hour left of Halloween left and were still not back to normal.” she said with concern.

“If we are trapped like this then we’ll find another way. There’s always another way.”

“I just miss us….and killing things” she glanced off to the side “…but mostly us.”

“I know kitten.”

Robert held Leech close to him and stroked her hair. He rarely ever hugged her like this but figured now was an acceptable time to do it. The former clown sighed and looked up locking eyes with the small boy sitting in the tree eating a pumpkin lollipop. Robert froze in realization.

“You………YOU!” he shouted casting his mate to the side.

“Bob what the he- oh!”

“Grab him!” he hissed

The boy stood up on the branch.

“WAIT DONT LEAVE!” Leech shouted wishing she could still climb walls. The spirit leapt from the branch and Leech sprinted towards him. Robert closed the gap faster with his longer legs racing ahead of her and just barely grazing the burlap mask on his head. The kid was fast, unaturally fast. The former clown dove and grabbed the halloween god’s feet causing him to fall forward and drop his precious lollipop. Robert clawed at him yanking him back into his grasp the spirit began to make strange shrieking sounds reaching out with his small hands. Leech caught up to them panting and Robert pinned the child spirit to the ground in fury.

“CHANGE ME BACK!” he roared. The spirit squirmed and flailed in his grasp. “CHANGE ME BACK BEFORE I SPILL YOUR INSIDES!” the former clown slamed the spirit on the ground.

“Hey not really sure if shake and yell is actually going to work here Bob”

“STAY OUT OF IT LEECHIE!” he snarled at her clearly in a feral mood. The creature under him was reaching for something straining with his short little arms. Leech put too and two together and picked up the pumpkin lollipop. “Robert wait let me try something!” she shouted.

The former monster turned to his mate in fury. “Please! Shake and yell is clearly not going to convince him!” he was fuming mad and panting hard but stopped his assualt his grip still tight on the boy.

“Sam right? This is what you want yeah?” she held out the sucker and pulled it away before the boy could grab it “If I give it to you will you help us?” the spirit said nothing but its hand shot out reaching for its treat. Leech tenitavely held it back out to him and sam swiped it out of her hand. They stared at eachother for a brief second then the spirit stabbed Robert in the arm with the candy. The former clown roared in pain releasing the spirit.

“HEY WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT FOR!?” she screamed after it as she tried to tend to her mate’s wound. “Don’t let him get away! go!” he shouted at her pushing her off. Leech got up to chase after the creature but before she could catch up to him something smacked it hard in the head with a metal pole. The spirit fell back and pumpkin seeds oozed out of his mask.

“One monster down two to go.” Adam growled and tightened his grip on the rod.

“You bastard!” Leech hissed.

“You’re the one who eats people. You know, the first thing I thought when I woke up was that I was going to rid this town of you horrible creatures. They’ll probably call me a hero.”

“You’re equally horrible Adam!”

“At least I dont kill people.”

“Pff People. What have people ever done for me other than rejected me for who I am? Now they are the sheep and I am the wolf. Its my turn to be on top.”

If there was one thing Leech never had when she was with Adam it was confidence. She had almost none when she first arrived at Neibolt. It wasn’t until she rejected her humanity and began growing close to the clown that she finally felt power. He may not have meant to, but Pennywise made her strong. Now standing in front of her arch enemy she radiated that strength. Leech took a few bold steps forward oozing confidence.

“I am the mate of the eater of worlds. I am the right hand of destruction. Go on,” she said with a wicked grin “Try to stop me, I’ll just kill you again and again until it sticks.”

“You also don’t have a weapon.” Adam smirked and spun the metal rod.

She opened her mouth to speak then shut it. “I-huh” she reached in her jacket for her knife. Leech went still remembering that she dropped it to help Robert. “Well shit.”

Adam grinned and charged her swinging the pole like a bat at her head. Leech braced for impact when a knife blocked the blow. “The right hand of destruction. I like it.” her mate grinned at her shoving her assailant back.

“Its a working title I havent committed to anything yet.”

Out of the corner of her eye Leech saw the little pumpkin spirit stumble to its hands and knees. She glanced over to robert who took a blow to his injured arm. “Go.” he hissed as blood spattered his face.

“Aw but I want to be the one to kill him again” she whined and Robert glared.

“Leechie go.” he snarled kicking Adam in the chest with a spider web patterned boot.

“Hey before I do, dont die all right?”

“Oh that I can promise dear, but you aren’t allowed to die either understand?”

“Been there done that.” she laughed. Robert smiled at her before being smacked in the side with the metal rod. Leech yelled but the look on her mate’s face told her to go and she knew he was right. Robert Gray was tough but he wasnt Pennywise and he wasn’t immortal. Leech began to run following the trail of pumpkin guts and seeds down an alley street.

The trail turned a corner but before she could round it she caught a glimpse of several figures making their way towards her. She spun around only to see several more behind her. The figures came to veiw. They were her fellow monsters from the party, all beat up and bruised being led by the hell priest Pinhead.

“VAMPIRE!” he roared as Michael Myers and Pyramid Head pinned her to the wall, the angry mob of former monsters gathered around them. “WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?”

“Ok first, you can lead off with a simple hello its not that hard.” Myers slammed her into the wall hard and she nearly passed out from the impact. “Two-fuck-” she wheezed “I didn’t do anything, you all didn’t have to start punching each other.”

“You nearly destroyed my establishment!”

“Oh come on it wasn’t that bad!”

“Chatterer lost an eye!”

“How is that a problem?! He didn’t have eyes before!”

“That’s not the point!” the Cenobite leader growled “You will pay for this vampire. You may be the clown’s mate but you must suffer the consequences for your actions.”

“Now, now friends let’s not get carried away here-“ Leech laughed nervously as the mob closed in.

“Burn her!” someone shouted.

“Cut out her tongue!” came another. Clearly she wasn’t the most popular monster.

The mob drew closer and Leech began to panic. Robert was busy and her friends were no where to be seen. She was done for.

“AHEM!” a gruff voice shouted. Six familiar figures emerged from the darkness.

“If you all want to continue living in our little slice of murder heaven here I suggest you put Fangs down and help us out!” Freddy called out followed by the rest of her adopted family.

“Oh thank fuck” Leech sighed in relief.

“Everyone listen up, we got the pumpkin boy’s magic bag here and I got a feeling he wants it back. We find him, give it back and then we all go back to being our regular old spooky selves yeah? I don’t know about all of you but that sounds like a way better alternative than taking out our anger on a vampire.”

“Also Pennywise is currently fighting to the death out in the park so we kinda have to hurry. If he dies were all fucked.” Leech chimed in and glared at Pinhead. “So whats it gonna be? Cut out my tongue or help fix this mess?”

The hell priest sighed and shut his eyes “Perhaps we will discuss your punishment later vampire. Release her.” the two silent giants obeyed and Leech uncerimoniously dropped to the ground. She dusted herself off and walked to the head of the mob.

“All right everyone follow me.”

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Robert coughed and sputtered as he once again fell to the ground. He was injured, hungover and had an extreme disadvantage. The eldritch began to curse this human body’s weakness and hopped for his mate to succeed so he could return to full power. Once back to normal Adam wouldn't have the power of the necronomicon on his side and would be easily dispatched. Robert would just have to survive long enough to regain his powers then victory would be his. A kick to the head drew him back out of his thoughts. The former clown roared and slashed at his opponent with the stolen knife. Adam dodged and swung his metal rod down at Robert’s head who caught the weapon and kicked his enemy back. What was taking Leech so long the spirit was injured he couldnt have gone that far. He glanced over to where his mate had ran off to and saw her pinned to the wall by an angry mob. Fantastic. Of course hed have to do everything himself. Now he had to kill this intruder AND fight his way through an angry mob to save his mate. This day couldnt go any more wrong for him.

“You know clown I must thank you I dont think I’d ever be able to get control of my body back after the two of you killed it and let it become possessed.” Adam began. “The kandarians told me she died shorty after they stabbed her and I must ask you, did you enjoy tearing out her throat just as much as you did making her into a disgusting monster?”

Robert snarled and lunged at him. Adam caught him with the pole. “Disgusting?” Robert scoffed “You were a fool to throw away such a powerful creature, I simply did what you could not and unlocked her full potential. Your failure gave me my queen.” The former clown smiled wickedly.

“Yeah from what I saw over there with the mob, it wasnt much potential.” Adam smirked.

“You’re wrong. I think someone is jealous that their own creation has surpassed them.” Robert growled. Adam threw him off and slammed him into the back of a large tree. The former clown sneered and smashed his forehead into his opponent’s skull. They both stumbled then Adam roared and sprinted forward. Robert snarled back and met his assault with a charge of his own both headed straight for each other in a final burst of energy. With only one coming out on top.

Leech jogged out of the alleyway with the burlap sack slung over her shoulder the little pumpkin spirit nowhere to be found. Her small army of monsters followed behind her if she couldn’t find Samhain at least she could lead her troops into battle. And they would fight, no Pennywise meant no illusions and no illusions meant Derry was no longer safe for killers. She froze when she got to the tree the mob in back of her slowing to a stop as well. A man in a Spiderman costume stood pinned against it. A metal rod pierced through his gut and into the bark behind him. His body hung limp and blood dripped down from his plump soft lips. The vampire’s entire world crumbled in mere seconds. She was too late, Robert Gray was dead.

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Whoops I killed the clown.

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Chapter Ten: Damage Control

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Riley Matthews had never felt more fire burning beneath her skin then she did after her phone argument with Lucas. Riley is pacing around the room when her mother enters. Riley jumps in fright.

“You’re up early,” Topanga says as she sets her briefcase down on the table, opens the fridge and takes out the juice.

Riley mumbles an excuse and sits herself on the sofa not wanting to arouse suspicion.

“Did Finn get off to soccer okay?” Topanga asks as she pours herself a glass of OJ.

“Yep,” Riley says bluntly.

“Is everything okay, honey?” Topanga gives her daughter a quizzical look.

Riley contemplates venting to her mother but before she can fully think it through Riley’s muttering, “Boys stink.”

Topanga creases her brows, “Did Finn do something to upset you?”

“No, gosh no,” Riley says.

“Then what’s wrong?” Topanga sets down her glass and sits by her daughter on the sofa.

“Lucas and I had a fight,” Riley admits.

“What about?” Topanga asks, resting a comforting hand on Riley’s knee.

“Rain,” Riley answers. She decided to keep the Finn part of it to herself for now.

“Like the weather?” Topanga wears a puzzled expression.

“No, like the gorgeous transfer student that Lucas is dating,” Riley sighs.

“Lucas is dating someone new?” Topanga is shocked.

“For about a month now,” Riley bops her head.

“Honey, why didn’t you tell me?” Topanga asks.

“Because I hoped it wasn’t a big deal, that it wouldn’t change Lucas and I,” Riley explains.

“But things have changed between you two?” Topanga asks.

“Lucas told me he doesn’t-” Riley stops when Topanga’s cell starts buzzing over on the dining table by her briefcase.

Topanga looks over at it for a moment but back to her daughter, “He doesn’t what?”

“It doesn’t matter,” Riley shrugs, “You should probably get that and get to work.”

“No. It does matter,” Topanga stresses.

“Really, it’s okay,” Riley forces a smile, “We’ll talk later.” Before Topanga could press any further Riley gets up and disappears down the hall and towards her room.

As Riley enters she spots Auggie stretching in bed.

“Is mommy still here?” Auggie yawns.

“Yes, but she’s leaving soon so if you want to catch her you better scram,” Riley tries to usher her brother out of her room. The curly haired boy is none the wiser and scurries out in search of his mom.

Riley makes her way to her bathroom ensuite - one of the few perks in Riley’s eye’s about moving - and closes the door but not before childishly poking her tongue out at a photograph of her and Lucas that hangs on the wall.

Riley turns her shower on - just incase anyone was listening in on her - and calls Maya. Still, the brunette burns with rage, even after playing cool with her mom and younger brother.

“Early,” Maya groans sleepily through the phone. Reminding Riley that it’s almost 1AM in New York.

“Liar!” Riley says the moment Maya answers.

“What did I do?” Maya asks defensively as she sits up in her bed. Dazed and confused.

“You told me that Lucas doesn’t like, like Rain, now Lucas doesnt even want to talk to me!”

“What?” Maya shakes her head trying to make sense of Riley’s amped up rage, “What are you talking about?”

“I’ve noticed Lucas has been avoiding my calls this past month, ever since he told me about Rain asking him on a date. I thought maybe he was trying to spare my feelings with his new relationship but then he accuses me of being a liar. Me? The liar?” Riley is pacing around the small bathroom, “He’s the liar! He’s been making excuses as to why he misses our calls but then I find out it’s because he’s with Rain. Which is totally fine that he wants to spend time with her. I’ve tried to be supportive of them but then he tells me he doesn’t think we should speak anymore and I don’t know what to think!”

“He said that?” Maya asks, anger creeping into the petite blonde.

“Yeah,” Riley huffs.

“Are you okay?” Maya asks concerned for her friends emotions.

“Just really angry,” Riley states firmly.

“And you’re pretending to be angry because if you’re not angry, you’re-”

“Sad,” Riley finishes Maya’s sentence and lets herself feel what she really feels about the whole situation with Lucas. Tears forcing their way out and a lump that aches in her throat. The two best friends then talk it out. Maya forces Riley to tell her everything. The brunette opens up about how she’s been feeling isolated since beginning school, the whole lot. The blonde hates herself for not noticing her friends struggle but she’d let herself feel that self hatred later, right now all she has is anger towards Lucas because Maya knows that these tears her best friend sheds are solely because the cowboy is breaking her enormous heart.

“This is all Rain’s fault. I mean, this is Lucas we’re talking about…” Maya shakes her head, “He would never willingly cut you out of his life..”

“Maya, I don’t know, he seemed like this is what he wanted,” Riley sniffles.

“I’m going to kill him and then Rain.. Or Rain and then him.. Either way they’re dead,” Maya says menacingly, “He’s so lucky I’m in Philadelphia for the weekend.”

“You’re in Philadelphia?” Riley asks.

“Yeah, Shawn took mom and I here for some article he’s working on.”

“Did you see Feeny?” Riley questions.

“Yes but stop trying to distract me because come Monday morning at school I am going to murder your dumb ex boyfriend,” Maya says firmly.

“Maya no,” Riley wipes away her tears. “Please don’t tell him I told you, please! Please promise me. I don’t want him to think I care. Please, Peaches, please.” Riley desprately begs.

“Okay, okay,” Maya tries to soothe Riley. “I promise…”

*Monday morning, the second Maya sees Lucas at school*

“I’ve got a bone to pick with you Huckleberry,” Maya yanks Lucas away from his conversation with Farkle and Zay. She takes a tuff of his shirt and uses all her might to throw him against the nearby lockers.

“I take it you’ve spoken to Riley,” Lucas chuckles nervously and that only makes Maya more angry.

“Where do you get off telling Riley you don’t want to speak to her anymore?” Maya snarls.

“Look Maya, you don’t understand,” Lucas sighs, his gaze slightly wandering between students onlooking the scuffle. Two of which included Zay and Farkle.

“You’re right, I don’t understand,” Maya scoffs, “How could you let some girl stop you from talking to Riley? RILEY.”

“Rain didn’t ask me to cut Riley off,” Lucas says defensively.

“So it was a decision you came to on your own?” Maya asks.

“Yes.”

“And that’s supposed to calm me down?” Maya glares.

Lucas engulfs Maya’s hand and pulls it away from his shirt. He’s obviously stronger than the small girl but out of courtesy he allowed her to overpower him but now he’d had enough. “Look I’m not the bad guy here.”

“You’re not?” Maya asks, “So you spent and hour crying on the phone to your best friend too?”

“She cried?” Lucas asks quietly, guilt ridden.

“You have no idea what’s she’s been through lately,” Maya shakes her head.

“What’s she been through?” Lucas worries.

“Why did you cut her out?” Maya asks firmly.

“Maya-”

“Why?” Maya holds his stare.

“It’s not fair on Rain if I talk to Riley..”

“Why?” Maya shakes her head, genuinely not seeing a logical answer at all. “Riley was here first. She may have left nine months ago but she was here first. Riley believes we’re forever and not just me and her but us. All of us.”

“You don’t think I know that?” Lucas groans. His amped up frustration takes Maya by surprise. “It doesn’t matter how many days we go without talking because I know Riley will always be there and that’s the problem. Riley sends me a text and I’m distracted for hours. I send her a text and I’m hanging off my phone waiting for a reply. Do you think that’s fair to Rain? That I’m consumed by an ex girlfriend that’s 3459 miles away? Don’t you think I deserve to move on and be happy?”

“What I think is that you owe Riley more than ‘I can’t do this anymore’. Explain to Riley that one of her favourite people in this entire dumb universe isn’t dumping almost four years of an indescribable connection for the first pretty girl come along since she’s left,” Maya jabs her index finger into Lucas’ chest and holds his stare, “Because she deserves better than that.”

A couple hours after their very public confrontation in the hall Lucas tries to call Riley. He waited until his lunch period as he knew Riley would be out of school by then. One. Two. Three. Four. Twelve times he tries to call her during the hour. No answer.

It’s after 5:00pm in London and Riley sits at her desk trying to do homework. She has to silence her phone after the fifth call. After the twelfth she sighs and picks up her phone. Not to answer Lucas but to text Maya.

Riley locks her phone again. It rings. One. Two. Three more times - all from Lucas - before she gets a text from her mother.

Curious as to what her mother has to share Riley is distracted from her Lucas predicament for just a moment. Although, the moment is only short lived as Lucas begins to try plea with Riley via text.

Riley stops responding. A minute later her phones rings again, she lets out a loud groan but is surprised to see Farkle’s caller I.D pop up this time.

“Hello?” Riley answers dubious it’s actually him.

“Please don’t hang up!” Lucas begs on the other end of the call.

“Shouldn’t you be in class by now?” Riley questions clearly agitated at his annoying persistence.

“I’m ditching, talking to you is more important,” Lucas says.

Riley snorts, “That’s contradictory to what you told me only two days ago.”

“I’m confused okay?” Lucas sighs, “I don’t think so well without you around.”

“Yet you believe cutting me out of your life will be more helpful than keeping me in it?” Riley challenges him. Proud of herself for holding her own.

“That was really stupid of me,” Lucas says quickly, “Riley, I’m so sorry and I want to talk about it and explain but right now the only thing I care about is you. Maya said you’ve been going through something. Are you okay?”

“What did she tell you?” Riley panics.

“Nothing, just that you’ve been going through something lately. Riley, what’s wrong?” Lucas desperately begs for answers.

“You want to know what I’ve been going through lately?” Riley tosses her head back in frustration. Maybe it was the anger or the hurt that Lucas caused her but she definitely wasn’t thinking straight with what she said next. “I hate it here. I hate my stupid school, I hate my stupid teachers, most of the kids at my school are snobby rich kids who make fun of me and the only person who’s genuinely nice to me is Finn and now you’ve made me feel bad for seeking his friendship.”

“Riley, I’m so sorry… I had no idea,” Lucas feels terrible.

“You know what?” Riley grunts, getting more worked up by the second. “I don’t even care about any of that. Right now all I hate is you,” Riley blurts out but she sighs heavily and shakes her head, “Lucas, you know I don’t mean that.. But I do mean it when I ask that you don’t call me again.”

“But Riley-“

“No.” Riley says firmly, “This is what you wanted okay? Now it’s what I want.”

“I’m sorry,” Lucas says quietly.

“Goodbye, Lucas,” Riley matches his soft tone and hangs up.

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48 hours / Thursday morning Australian time - Chapter Eleven.

The story will be 13 Chapters total + an epilogue. The story is almost over.

As always, reviews etc. are appreciated. I check tags ;) Thank you for reading and I can’t wait to post more :).

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