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filmbyjy · 3 months

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COLLIE DUTY

SYNOPSIS > being the new CEO to the ‘Sim Corp’ was hard and stressful. jake didn’t have much time to spend with layla and so he decides to get a dogsitter, you. though, you were originally already his secretary. how will dog sitting bring you two closer?

FOURTY – sunghoon maid costume

you could not believe your eyes when you witnessed sunghoon walking down the hallway towards jake's office in a maid office. his face was dark, clearly he didn't enjoy this little punishment. maybe this was what he kinda deserved for causing pain and suffering to you and sunoo all these years with his endless dating scandals.

sunghoon does a little curtsy in his outfit and hands you a plate of sandwiches.

"here you go." he says in the most monotonous voice ever. you burst out laughing.

"so why did jake ask you do to this?"

he sighs, "because i caused so much trouble to you and sunoo...for a long time...and i tried to flirt with you too...jake ask me to wear this."

"you're actually pretty in this."

sunghoon tilts his head, his ears perked up as you say it. "really?"

you held in your laughter, "yeah, the pink bow adds to the outfit. you look like those people who got forced by little girls to wear it."

"okay, so i brought-" jay stops in his tracks. shocked to see sunghoon in a maid outfit. "your milk tea...what the fuck happened to you."

"jake happened. that spawn of satan made me wear this as a punishment."

jay laughs. "well, he has great taste. you look good, my dearest friend. the finest lady ever." jay smacks sunghoon's shoulders. sunghoon groans.

“this is embarrassing. why did he have to make me do this?” sunghoon whines.

“you could’ve just…idk not do it?” jay says.

“but my job is at stake.” sunghoon huffs.

“well buddy then I can’t help you.” jay shrugs. sunghoon deadpans.

“you were of no help the moment you walked in.”

“boo hoo, you’re sounding like a little baby.” jay argues back.

“ohoho you’re getting on my nerves-”

“can you two just shut the fuck up?” you say as you stood in between them. sunghoon and jay don’t try to argue any further. they kept quiet.

“good, now why is jake doing all of this?”

“bro code, sorry cant tell.” sunghoon shrugs.

“yeah, all we can say is…he planned something huge for you.”

“we’ve been dating for 3 months. if jake proposes to me, I swear to god.” sunghoon freezes. “park sunghoon, for the love of god. please tell me he’s not proposing to me. it’s been 3 months.”

“ehem, no spoilers.” he does jazz hands to stop the awkward tension from rising. jay deadpans and smacks the back of sunghoon’s head.

“he’s not proposing, don’t worry.”

“okay, good.” you sighed out. while you’d love to have a marriage with jake, you feel like this would be too fast for you to process. sure, jake would be an amazing husband from the past few gestures in the last 3 months but you weren’t physically ready to become a wife just yet.

sunghoon gets a call. with a couple of hums and grunts from him, the call ends and he stares at you.

“alright, sim jaeyun awaits for you. heeseung hyung is driving you there. he’s waiting downstairs, m’lady.” he does a curtsy once again. jay bursts out laughing.

“you should get a wig, it would really do you justice.” jay mentions as he tries to stop himself from laughing harder.

sunghoon glares at jay, “escort her or I will kick you with these high heel boots.”

jay wipes the tears of joy as he laughs, “okay okay. I’ll escort her. come with me, (name).”

and so jay drags you out to the carpark of the building. heeseung waits for you, he holds out the door for you and he bows.

“welcome.”

“heeseung, what the hell are you doing?”

“play along, jake is paying me big money for this. ehem.” he holds out his hand. “let’s get you to your requested venue.”

“okay…” you were a little suspicious but you still went along with it.

after a couple of turns and red lights, finally you made it to the venue. it was an apartment building, felix held out the door for you to walk in. heeseung bows and leaves.

“lix, why are you here?”

“jake asked us all to be here.”

“oh, he is definitely proposing.”

“mmm, not what you think but I shall just. keep my mouth shut. ningning and gaeul are waiting for you by the elevator, go ahead.” he shows you the direction.

and so you made your way over.

“pause.” ningning says as soon as you stood in front of them. “we need to put you in the most beautiful outfit.”

they both dragged you inside one of the rooms, next thing you knew. you were being put into different variety of clothing and when they finally found the most perfect one. they slapped on some makeup for you. the clapped their hands.

“perfect!” ningning says.

“jake is gonna fall for you all over again!” gaeul adds. you couldn’t help but blush.

gaeul and ningning pulls you back to the elevators, they clicked on the last floor. a penthouse but why are you going here? the elevator dings and the opens wide, right to the floor of the penthouse. not a single door in sight. it just leads right into the home. your jaw drops.

there jake was, standing in a tuxedo. he steps forward and lets a key dangle down his two fingers. you tilt your head because what did he mean by this. his free hand reaches out for yours and holds it. it was warm and soft. the sparkles in his eyes, glimmering under the light.

“(name).” jake starts off.

“our relationship has had a rocky start, I hurt you twice and somehow…you still chose me in the end. I don’t deserve you. you’re the prettiest girl ever and I’m just a boy who’s hopelessly in love. I-I want to be with you forever and I know it’s too early to say that, we’re only 3 months into our relationship. however, I promise to be with you till the very end so instead of a promise ring…how about a promise house?” he throws a small awkward smile at the end. unsure if you’d even accept it.

“oh jaeyun…” you gave him a big hug. he nuzzles his face at the crook of your neck. “yes, I’ll move in with you.”

“SHE SAID YES!!!” jake screams. confetti poppers were set out and your friends were happily yelling congratulations. jake jumps around with you in his arms.

“oh oh! I have to show you something!” he drags you upstairs, to which it leads to the rooftop garden.

your jaw drops at the view. it was…perfect.

“do you like it?”

“of course!” you hugged him once more.

“we can play around with Layla up here if she doesn’t want to go downstairs. I need to dog-proof up here though. kinda dangerous for her still.”

“we can settle this later, for now…I LOVE YOU!!!” you gave him kisses all over his face. jake squeals, his adorable smile plastered right on his face.

and so…the tale of yours and jake’s relationship continues…

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a/n: l-last chapter of Collie Duty😭😭😭 anyways, thank you for following this story with much love like Twitter Sucks!, Business Proposal and Jam Out. I had a lot of fun creating all the previous SMAUs and including this one! Be sure to look forward to the alternative chapter and MineStream whenever that comes out🩵🩵

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thenightling · 5 months

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Pet peeve about the Internet *Pretending* to have read Frankenstein

I am so tired of everyone and their dog on the Internet saying "Actually the monster was The Doctor." or "Frankenstein was the Doctor. Not The Creature." And no one notices what's wrong with this. First, Victor Frankenstein (in the novel) was no doctor. He was a student of metaphysics. He never graduates. He's not a medical doctor at all. He found the secret of life while reading the works of Agrippa and Paracelsus. A self-proclaimed sorcerer and alchemist. Now what makes Victor a Monster? He had f--king postpartum depression. No. Seriously. THAT is what makes everyone call him a monster. The term Postpartum didn't exist yet but that's what is described. He's excited about creating life. He even chose various parts for their beauty. The Creature has luxurious black hair, and perfect teeth (a detail left out of most film adaptations). But the eyes are yellow and watery. There's an effect that we'd today call Uncanny Valley. Victor does not find him hideous until he comes to life. Then Victor flees. It takes him months to recover from his "Brain fever." He has a sort of nervous break down. When he finally comes home it's to discover his youngest brother has been killed and The Creature has framed an innocent maid for the murder (and is hanged for it). YES, The Creature is sympathetic. Abandoned by Victor and rejected by the world but both make horrible mistakes. Victor is no innocent but he isn't Satan either. Someone on Tumblr even blocked me for trying to point out that Mary Shelley wanted us to sympathize with BOTH Victor and his Creature. It's not black and white. The person claimed I clearly never read the book and then blocked me after saying "Another person who didn't read the book trying to school me." Not only did I read the book but Frankenstein is in my top four favorite novels. To me, seeing the Internet constantly parrot the "The Doctor was the monster" is like seeing the rather sexist "Beauty and the Beast is Stockholm Syndrome" (which actually means "I don't trust Belle and will ignore her agency as a character.") Or the not-so-subtle transphobia attached to the Hot take of "Disney's The Little Mermaid gave up who she was for a man." which requires ignoring that Ariel wanted to be human before she ever saw Eric. I even got into an argument with someone about that once who insisted that she only sang "Part of your world" after she saw Eric. No. That was the reprise. The first time she sang it was before she ever saw Eric. Also I'm sick of people "correcting" those that call The Creature Frankenstein. The Creature views Victor as his father. Usually a son takes his father's surname. On a lighter note we have the people who PRETEND to have read Dracula, sharing the old man image of him with the handlebar mustache as being "This is what Dracula actually looked like in the book." I often point out to them that he de-ages in the novel and is later described with dark hair with grey in it. And a pointed beard. One person, who didn't want to admit they were wrong, tried to claim he was disguising himself so no one would reocognize him. That the beard was false and the hair was a wig. Umm... Why? The only person who knew what he looked like was Jonathan Harker. And at the time Dracula thought Harker was still in his castle. I know this is a long post but to sum it up... Please, stop repeating memes about classic stories as if they are fact and try reading them for yourself. It may not quite be what you've been lead to believe.

#Frankenstein #Dracula #Mary Shelley #Bram Stoker

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slashingdisneypasta · 1 year

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Horror Villains and: What They Would Put in the Hat

(The 7 Minutes in Heaven hat)

This was pretty much inspired by This post by @your-mxnd-is-mxne ! ^^

Warnings: Cursing and gore (As in limbs being put in the hat)

Animal the Cannibal: A potato peeler. BE CAREFUL.

Baby Firefly: A cute scrunchie. Put it in your hair!! She thinks you'll look so cute ^^ If you don't have hair/its too short, you can put it in hers! ^^ (So basically you win everything)

Billy Loomis: A folded up poster for the local cinema's horror night. They're playing Psycho, The Birds and then Psycho 2 Back-To-Back.

Bo Sinclair: Little plyers. he never leaves home without them, so you better give them back! Play nice and he may use them on you *cough*

Bubba Sawyer: A pig femur... its not clean...

Candyman: A little leather bound journal with his poetry in it. If he likes you, maybe he'll read you some!!

Captain Spaulding: A pamphlet for his shop! He'd just fucken love to show you around.

Carrie White: A pencil. She wasn't sure and she didn't have a whole lot on her! she hopes that's okay ^^

Chop Top Sawyer: His sunnies! Not his wig, that's special. But you got his glasses! He even wants to see you put them on.

Chucky Lee Ray: He put his whole damn shoe in there. I mean, he's a doll. Why not? // If he's in his human form, though, maybe... a... condom...

BONUS for @your-mxnd-is-mxne because its their idea in the first place ^^ Daddy Hall- *cough* I mean Doc Halloran!: Bullet casing. Its, oddly enough, the only thing that was in his pockets?? 😅 After all he is only here to hunt Leslie- see if you can distract him, though.

Dr Suave: A pack of tooth floss from his pocket. He's a dentist, what do you expect from him?

Drayton Sawyer: The keys to the chilly van (Its all he had on him). He's gonna want them back.

Freddy Krueger: A scrap oh his sweater and it turns to dirty brown dust as soon as you see what it is.

Granny Boone: Buckman's initialed handkerchief.

Harper Alexander: A twig that's been widdled a whole bunch. It may snap in your hand- don't you worry, he don't mind ^^

Inkubus: Ripped piece of paper with a backwards K scribbled into it. You get ink stains on your fingers.

Jack Dante: An action figure! Probably He-Man or something. You can play with it for now but you're gonna give it back when he goes home.

Jason Voorhees: A chunk of moss. Its squishy and fresh.

Jedidiah Sawyer: A tie! He's a well dressed man and always brings an extra XD

Jennifer Check: Cherry Coke Chapstick! You know she's that super cool person who had all the branded soda flavours. And she may even apply some to you~

Jerry Dandridge: His scarf. And its cold- why don't you wear it for a while?~ He's very charming. And this is the man you're gonna get stuck in a closet alone with for nearly 10 minutes! Goodluck-

Leslie Vernon: His mask. He's gotta spread the word!! Make sure people know who he is! This felt like a marketing opportunity.

Lester Sinclair: That grizzly lookin' knife of his. Listen to him chat about it and he'll love you forever.

Luda Mae Hewitt: Wooden spoon. Her logic? If she goes in there with someone iffy she can beat them with it.

Max Grief: Cassette tape out of his car. He wasnt sure what to really put in, so, *shrug*

Mayor Buckman: Boone's initialed handkerchief (Yeahhhh, they're cute like that XD).

Mental Manny: Straw twisted and bent into the shape of some satanic symbol. You feel uncomfortable holding it. But oh, he wants you to have it now~~ A gift.

Michael Myers: Someone's ear.

Mickey Altieri: A snack. Like a cookie from a vending machine or a pack of 2 minute noodles. You can have it, no worries.

Midnight Man: The page with the names on it. ... wanna play a game?

Miss Quinn: Her hand mirror. Come on now, sweetheart!!~ We'll make you look pretty.

Monty Hewitt: A screwdriver. You got anything he can fix up rela quick? He doesn't mind, if it means he can get away from Hoyt for a bit.

Otis B. Driftwood: You don't wanna know. I'm not telling you. Put it down.

Pamela Voorhees: Her drivers licence. She was looking in her wallet and thought it was logical- plus she sure as hell wasn't putting in her polaroid of Jason.

Patrick Bateman: His card, of course. Its so damn crisp- you get a paper cut.

Pennywise: A horn! Honk honk!

Rocco the Clown: Some poor bastard's kneecap. Yes. A kneecap. And I still won't tell you what Otis put in the hat.

Roman Bridger: A very fancy pen. The kind thats like 50 dollars for one. It's for signing contracts but he likes to show off that he has it.

Sheriff Hoyt / Charlie Hewitt Jr: 'His' sheriff's badge! He wants you to comment on it, too- call him Sheriff Hoyt- stroke his ego. That's all he wants.

Stu Macher: A lollipop! You can have it, he's already sucking one. You two can have matching blue tongues!

Stuart Lloyd: Someone forced him to chuck in the USB that his little movie is on- he's terribly anxious about it and hope that you'll just give it right back and don't play it. Its not done...

DBD! The Clown: A little travel bottle with a suspicious liquid inside. He suggests that you drink it... I suggest you do not. Unless, you know, you're into it-

DBD! The Deathslinger: A wrench. He's a handy man and never leaves the house without his handy wrench!

The Djinn: ... the jewel...

DBD! The Huntress: A bunny ear from a bunny doll. She can do it herself but if you sew it back onto her dolly then you have a friend for life.

The Man (Hush): A switchblade. He's gonna want it back but (; you can keep it while you're in the closet with him if it makes you feel safer.

Taxidermist: Some kind taxidermists tool. Maybe a fleshing cone or a necker knife.

Thomas Hewitt: A pretty rock. 🪨

Vincent Sinclair: A notepad so he can talk to you if you don't know sign language ^^

Winslow Foxworth Coltrane: A crushed can of coke. He doesn't carry shit around with him and he sure as fuck is not handing over his knife.

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onlyyvette · 2 years

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Teasing the Demon Brothers(Satan)♡

NSFW Minors dni

Warnings: DOM/TOP reader + SUB/BOTTOM character + AFAB reader but is referred to with the title of "sir" + feminization + humiliation + threat of public humiliation + pegging + use of cockcage + consensual filming + semi-public sex + aftercare

Word Count: 3019

A/n: Okay, I've finally got to time to do this! Because I couldn't choose, I'm going to do both orgasm control and overstimulation. Not only that, but you didn't specify what sex and gender you wanted the reader to be. I hope AFAB reader is fine, but if not, I can remake the fic with a few tweaks to make it gn or AMAB reader. This will be a part of my "Teasing the Demon Brothers" series, I hope you guys enjoy it

Satan♡

Satan absolutely loved the way you treated him. As lovers, the two of you were just…as in love as the two of you could be. You would sometimes hold hands as you walked down the road, share the same drink at your favorite cat cafe, having him sleep against your shoulder as you read a book, it was all wonderful. But sometimes, the two of you would do something that you wouldn’t find most couples doing..

Today, the two of you decided to visit a mall in the human world. As you walked through the mall with your boyfriend, you found him clinging onto your arm, squeezing it at times. He would sometimes tremble slightly as the two of you walked, and it would always make a little snicker come out of your mouth. People would sometimes stare at you, causing Satan to look down at the floor, but you didn’t mind it too much.

During a stop at a boba stand, the cashier gave the two of you a compliment. Motioning to you, she said, “Is that your girlfriend? If so, you two are such a cute couple.” Satan let out a tiny gasp as he clung onto you even closer. “Thank you,” you replied. “And yeah, she is my girlfriend. She doesn’t talk too much though.” The cashier let out a laugh, telling you about her own girlfriend. It was no surprise that she thought that your boyfriend was a girl.

Today, you had Satan dressed up in a cute outfit: a pale blue blouse with puffy sleeves and a red ribbon around the collar. At the end of his sleeves, his nails were painted white, decorated with cat stickers. He wore a blue plaid skirt with white ruffles underneath it. It was a bit too short on him, but you didn't get any verbal complaints for him. White, thigh length stockings decorated your boyfriend’s legs. Brown knee-high boots covered the rest of Satan's legs, the small platforms on the bottom making him a bit taller than usual. Around his neck was a white choker, a heart-shaped pendant attached to it.

You had paid extra attention to Satan’s face. You did his eyeliner for him, giving him neatly done wings and gave him more volume to his lashes. Since you wanted to be extra, you gave him pretty heart stickers to put under his eyelids, adding a little bit of sparkly blush to them. You applied a pale lip gloss color to Satan’s lips, making them perfect for kissing. Lastly, you put a longer wig with wavy twin tails on him, completing the final look.

When you look at Satan now, you can’t help but feel a sense of pride from making him look so pretty and so erotic. The makeup complimented his natural features and the frilly skirt he was wearing made you want to ravish him completely. You almost regretted taking your boyfriend out today due to the fact that you would have to wait a few hours before being able to touch him. Now, while you couldn’t touch him, you still had a good way of tormenting him.

Right before the two of you left for the mall, you had slipped a vibrator inside of Satan(you also made him cum two times). He had pleaded with you to not keep the vibrator because he knew that he would get too excited easily, so you added a cockcage to make sure that he didn’t get hard in public. It wasn’t easy putting the cockcage on him because while no one would know if he was getting hard because it would be impossible, it was still so frustrating to Satan. He wouldn’t be able to get hard, which meant not being able to cum. You only found this amusing. If you couldn’t touch him, it was only fair that he couldn’t touch himself too, no?

Throughout the trip to the mall, you would turn the vibrator on from time to time, startling poor Satan, causing him to jump or cling on to you, waiting for the vibrations to stop as his voice got too loud. Even when the two of you were talking to that friendly cashier, you had turned on the vibrator, causing him to try to stay as mute as possible so that the cashier couldn’t catch onto his predicament. Still, he let out a gasp that was too loud in your opinion, causing you to secretly glare at him, quickly turning the vibrator off.

Satan should have been relieved that you were turning the vibrator off, but he knew you better than that. As the two of you continued to explore the mall, Satan was antsy, waiting for the next time that you would turn on the vibrator. Yet you never did.

Your last stop at the mall was a pretty store with many different varieties that you just had to stop and take a look. As the two of you were browsing the store, your boyfriend had almost forgotten that he had that vibrator inside of him or had a cage restraining his cock. Once the two of you had picked out some clothes, you led Satan to the dressing room. The women’s dressing room.

Satan was a bit nervous, forgetting that he could pass as a girl now and considering the fact that he usually doesn’t go into the women’s changing room. Nevertheless, you shoved him into the dressing room, locking the door behind you. The dressing room was a little bit over a medium size, only one stall and was made for 1-2 people to be in. Pushing one of the outfits that you chose for him and ushered him inside the stall.

A few minutes after Satan went inside the stall, you came with an idea. Coming up to the door, you knocked a few times. “Satan, are you done yet?”

“If I was, don’t you think I would be out yet,” Satan called out, an exasperated tone showing in his reply. “Besides, I’m still taking off my clothes.” You knocked on the door again. “Satan, let me in.” Your voice seemed light and cheery, but something about it made your boyfriend shiver. “What do you mean let you in? I told you, I’m still taking off my clothes.”

“Satan, let me in.” Your voice seemed more demanding this time. Satan went silent for a few seconds, and opened the door. When you could finally see his body fully, you had to stop yourself from jumping on him right then and there.

The first thing your eyes were drawn to was Satan's shirt. It was halfway unbuttoned, down to his navel. Where you would have seen your boyfriend’s nipples were instead covered up by a lacy, light pink bralette. Your eyes traveled lower, to his thighs. He still had his skirt on, but it was lowered a bit so that you could see his panties peeking out a bit. His boots were off, one of his stockings was pulled down to his ankle, but the other one was still fully on, making a mouth watering sight. You pulled your eyes up to see Satan’s face. He was furiously blushing as you were unabashedly checking him out.

Finally done with your inspection, you looked Satan straight in the eyes, a small smirk growing on your face. “You’ve been in there for a while, Satan,” you sneered. “Mind telling me why you’re not fully undressed?”

“...” Silence.

“Don’t tell me,” you started. “You were staring at yourself in the mirror? Were you so mesmerized by your new look?” Satan turned away from you, his blush spreading. “That’s not it…” he said in a small voice, despite the fact that you both knew it was a lie. “You don’t need to lie, dear. I guess you really enjoyed my make-over. "So,” your voice suddenly took on a serious tone. “How about you let me help you undress, hm?” Satan stayed quiet for a bit before startlingly clinging onto your arms, causing you to be taken aback a bit. “Please…” he pleaded, his lips trembling as tears gathered in his eyes. “Please touch me!”

“Slow down there, I’m not going anywhere,” you began, as your eyes darkened. “But…what if I do? Will you follow me out of here like a lost puppy?” You could see your boyfriend about to interject, but you narrowed your eyes, warning him to stay quiet. “What if…what if I let you cum here, but you’re too loud? The customers and employees will know everything that happened in here. Are you going to walk out of here and face all their judging stares?” By the time you finished speaking, Satan clung onto your arms even tighter as he imagined the scenario you were presenting. What if that happened? What if I walked out, knowing I was so loud, having everyone judge me? Just thinking about it… Just the thought of being found out caused Satan to rub his thighs together, an action not gone unnoticed by you.

“Well, Satan, let’s start! Do you want me to start taking off your shirt, or your skirt? Your choice,” you piped up, your voice taking a sharp turn and becoming cheery. “Please, Y/n, just touch me,” Satan begged, his tears about to fall as his grip on you wavered. “Okay, skirt it is then!” you ignored his pleas, shrugging off his hands from you. You pressed yourself against your boyfriend, slowly taking off his skirt. Satan whined under his breath as you went so painstakingly slow. “C’mon, faster!” he urged. You sighed. “Fine then,” you said, your tone making Satan even more nervous. “Since you clearly want to go faster, turn around for me and face the mirror. I want you to put your hands on the wall with it.”

Satan’s eyes widened as he realized what you wanted him to do. Obediently, he turned away from you and faced the mirror, placing his hands on the wall. He was silent as he waited for your orders, but was only met by your silence as well. “Hey, Satan, can I take a picture? I really like this angle,” you said after a while. “...Fine,” Satan lowered his head in embarrassment as he heard the shutter of your phone. Of course you had to have your camera at max volume. Suddenly, he remembered how short his skirt was. “Oh, Satan, your panties are so cute from this angle,” you exclaimed. It was like you were reading what was on your boyfriend's mind. “Too bad it’s not completely visible. Still though, it’s pretty erotic considering how half of your underwear is showing right now. I knew I picked the right color! Pink really suits you.”

How can they talk about this like an everyday conversation? Satan felt so exposed under you. He could feel his body getting hotter by the second. His poor cock in its cage had began to throb long ago. Satan really couldn’t take this torture any longer. “Please Y/n…” your boyfriend called out softly. “Please touch me, I-I’ve been a good boy!” Satan was getting very desperate now. “Oh come on, Satan. It’s only been like, what, 10 minutes,” you rolled your eyes. “Besides, I haven’t only been leaving you untouched just to mess with you. I think you forgot who I am to you.”

Oh. Of course. How could he have forgotten? “Please S-sir…I’ve been a good boy for you Sir. Will you please touch me!” Satan turned his head and was elated by the fact that you seemed satisfied. And you were. It felt so empowering to have the fourth strongest demon brother in the Devildom at your mercy, crying for your touch. “Well, Satan, since you asked so nicely, of course!” you said, getting closer until you were right behind him. You lifted up his skirt completely and pulled his panties to the side, revealing the purple plug nested inside of him.

“...Aren’t you going to take the underwear off?” Satan asked nervously. “Nah,” you replied casually. “I’m gonna keep it right here,” you pushed on the plug without warning, eliciting a sharp gasp from your boyfriend. You had been nice enough this whole time to not turn on the vibrating plug, but you decided that now was the time. Reaching for the remote in your pocket, you set the vibrator to a low setting. “Ah—” Satan cut himself off by slapping his hand over his mouth. Despite the vibrator being at a low setting, your boyfriend still had to muffle his moans, and boy, was that pathetic to you.

“Come on Satan, I haven’t even gotten to the higher settings and you’re already moaning. This is just sad to see.” Satan whined, muffled by his hand. “Actually, move your hand away, dear. I want to hear the sounds that you make.” Satan hesitated at first, then reluctantly removed his hand from. “Good boy,” you raised the vibrator’s level to the highest setting without any warning. “O-Oh! Y/n—S-Sir, please–MnngGHH!” Satan couldn’t hold back his filthy cries any longer. Oh how he wished you would take that cage off him. He wanted to cum so badly, but the cage wouldn’t allow him. It was driving him crazy!

“Hahh, Sir! Pl–AnngGH! Ngh! Please, the c-cage,” Satan begged, his moans disrupting the flow of his sentence. “You want the cage off,” you taunted, waving the key to the cage in his face. He nodded desperately. “Fine then, but you need to cum a different way then.” You unlocked the cage on your boyfriend’s cock, causing him to sigh in relief. Before he could cum, you grabbed the base of his cock, ruining his orgasm. “...Huh? B-but why Sir?” Satan sobbed. All that torturous pleasure and he wasn’t even able to cum in the end. “Relax, Satan,” you rolled your eyes. You took a cockring out of your bag and slipped it on his still hard dick. “You can still cum, even with a ring on, but it’ll be a bit difficult–” you paused in the middle of your sentence to get something else out of your bag. You were taking a while, so Satan looked behind him. He was greeted with the image of you wearing a 9-inch(at least he thinks so) dildo harnessed to your waist. You had a small bottle of lube in your hand and you were already opening it.

“Today is your lucky day, Satan,” you claimed. “You’ll have to wait even longer to cum now,” you had a sadistic look in your eyes. “I’m not luck—Unghh!” You cut Satan off by plunging your lube coated fingers inside of him. Your fingers scissored his insides, loosening him up for your strap. “Hahh, S-sir, hur—Annhhgg, hurry up please!” Satan pleaded. You had been purposefully slow and avoiding his prostate—it was torturing him! “Sir! I’m ready for you to–Oh! To fuck me!” You finally decided to take a little bit of mercy on your poor boyfriend and take your fingers out of his ass. “Well, I hope you’re ready, Satan,” you said as you placed the tip of your strap at his entrance. You began slowly pushing into him, causing Satan to whimper as he tried to grasp at anything to steady himself. All nine inches of the dildo was finally inside of him and it was driving him mad. “Gghhhgh…S-Sir…I can feel it—mnghh… inside me. It’s f-filling me up~” Satan mumbled half to himself, a delirious smile on his face.

Unable to restrain yourself, you began to roughly thrust your strap into your boyfriend, causing him to let out loud, unrestrained moans. “Shut up,” you hissed. “You don’t want others to hear us, do you?” you wrapped your hands around Satan’s throat, startling him and causing him to choke as you picked your pace. “GgHHKK—S-si-UunnGHHhh!” Satan’s eyes rolled back into his head as he tried his best to collect his thoughts while you continued with your harsh pace. He would have cum already, if it hadn’t been for that ring on his cock! “Come on, Satan, cum,” you taunted as if reading his thoughts. “You can cum with the ring on with the right kind of stimulation!” you tightened your grip on his throat as you began to bite the outer shell of Satan’s ear.

He couldn't stand it. Even though your hands had already left his throat, they had sneaked under his bralette and were now busy playing with his nipples, pulling on them until they become red. Satan keeps whining that it’s too much and that it won’t be possible for him to. Yet you keep on pushing him to do it! As you continue to thrust into him, he feels the climbing feeling of his orgasm coming back again. He could feel it multiple times when you were touching him, but it felt different this time. Like he would actually have a proper orgasm. “W-wait…sh-shlow–MMmnnGHhKK! H-hahh, Sir~! Feeshls like m’ gonna…” your poor boyfriend slurred as he tried to voice his thoughts, being interrupted by his own moans. “I said you could have an orgasm,” you said in a triumphant voice. Then you grabbed Satan by the face and leaned close into his ear.

“Cum for me, Satan. I know you can. do it”

That’s all he needed to cum. Satan let out a long wail as he shook violently, his long-awaited orgasm washing over him. Finally, he stopped moving and you set him down on the bench and began to admire your work. Satan’s makeup was ruined, his mascara and eyeliner running, lipgloss smudged, but it made him look even more appetizing. His clothes were still partially on but were a bit wrinkled and frazzled. Once you finished looking over your boyfriend’s wrecked body, you turned to get some wipes and water for him. Satan was still conscious, but barely. As you ran the wipes all over his body, you kissed him all over, whispering sweet praise whether he was listening or not. He seemed to have heard based on the way that he was slightly humming. Once you were done, you gave him some greatly needed water and kissed on the top of his head while he nuzzled your touch.

“Good job, Satan. Now don’t be surprised if we get kicked out of the mall though."

#vetty's works. ✿#vetty's fics. ✿#yvette's fics. ✿#vetty rambles. ✿#obey me!#sub obey me #top reader #dom reader #obey me satan #sub satan #bottom satan #obey me smut #anon reqs. ✿

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rose-lord-of-simps · 1 year

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Obey Me Brothers Help Brush your Hair

I have super curly hair that takes forever to brush and sometimes it is a two man job. So what if the Obey me brothers saw you struggling to brush your hair and asked if you needed help?

Gender neutral reader!

This also totally wasn’t inspired by thoughts of Keigo Takami’s wings needing preening and asking for help with that- what? No I don’t simp- what nooooooooooo (it’s a good day to be sarcastic)

Written mostly in the POV of someone with straight hair or curls but the curls are wet for brushing.

Lucifer

It’s bed time.

It’s late, he’s tired, his work is finally done for the day and you wanted to wait up for him.

He walks in to his room, expecting to just flop on the bed and pass out, but instead sees you brushing through your hair more aggressively than Mammon is a tsundere

He’s tired and just wants to snuggle.

But he knows he isn’t getting any snuggles until your hair is done.

He doesn’t ask he just takes the brush from you and sits behind you silently.

This man- is so- gentle?

Like- he will be as rough as he pleases with you in almost every other scenario...

But right now, he has a task and a goal in mind, and his only focus is to brush hair and sleep.

He starts at the bottom and works his way through your hair with the brush and is so careful not to hurt you.

It’s strangely therapeutic for him?

Repetitive motion that is incredibly satisfying, a peaceful silence, and wonderful company.

If you start conversation he’ll talk a bit but he is focused.

He got his snuggles.

Mammon

He had a new scheme in mind and bursts in your room to get you to join him

He sees you struggling to brush your hair and he kinda just asks if you’re okay at first.

Like that looks PAINFUL. (BEACSUE IT IS)

He’s getting flashbacks to when Belphie was younger and didn’t take care of his hair but also refused to cut it short. Mammon was the one who had to forcibly hold him down and brush his hair.

He just grabs a second brush and starts on the other half of your head.

“Stupid human. Don’t worry, The Great Mammon knows what he’s doing and will graciously help you.”

It’s easier to brush hair when he doesn’t have to wrestle a thrashing demon.

He takes his time, apologizing if he hurts you.

100% is able to hold conversation easily as he does your hair.

Kinda like one of those hair stylists in salons that can do hair while chatting up a storm at the same time

Will braid it if you ask him to.

He likes running his fingers through your hair when it’s done if it is straight and if it isn’t he likes to give head scratches

Leviathan

He had a new game to show you! It was super cute and the story is something he knows you’ll like.

He knocks before coming in your room, because he knows the pain of mammon not knocking, and sees you brushing your hair as if it harmed you.

He just shows you the game, no immediate intention to help with your hair.

He isn’t going to offer, you’re going to have to ask.

He will blush so red though so it’s worth it because he’s cute

He styles cosplay wigs and sometimes they get super gross so he has to try and fix it without ripping out the hair.

Basically, he knows what he’s doing.

He’ll stutter and blush the whole time but he’ll grab the brush and work through your hair like an expert, he might accidentally pull a little too hard sometimes but he’ll apologize and ease up.

Eventually he relaxes and is able to hold up a conversation as he brushes your hair.

He will admit it’s a bit of an arm work out though.

He’ll help you style it as well, getting flowers and clips for your hair.

Satan

He was just trying to get the book you borrowed that’s all.

He didn’t mean to walk in on you bent over in an awkward position just to brush your hair. (Just me who does this?)

For a second he thinks you look nice like, even better with his d-

He can’t help but laugh though.

What did your hair do to you?

He is another one who you have to ask to help

Your arm is tired and his are nice and strong- but his hair is silky and short he’s probably never had to do hair in his life.

If you ask he will help, taking the brush from you. He is a rougher son your hair than the others, not realizing his strength.

He does know how to French braid though! He’s seen Asmo do is enough

Asmo

Wanted to do hair together and just finished brushing his own, he lets no one else but his stylist touch his hair.

He sees you struggling and gets genuinely concerned for the health of your hair.

Waits for you to ask but oh boy is he ready and willing-

He sits you down in front of his vanity and praises you the whole time

Tells you how gorgeous your natural hair is and how it feels so nice

Is the most gentle with you, it almost feels like he is putting the brush through butter when he is done

He knows how to do all kinds of styles! So many braids and different pigtails-

He also uses some of his own special curl cream on your hair if he feels you need it.

Kisses you silly when he’s done, this kind of thing is like therapy for him as well, taking care of someone he cares so much about in such a wholesomely intimate manner

Beel

He’s waiting on your bed for you to be done so ya’ll can go to dinner

He’s just munching on some chips and staring at the ceiling until he hears you curse at a particularly hard knot.

You’re taking too long on this task and he wants real food.

He grabs the brush out of your hand and just wordlessly does it for you.

He isn’t super gentle but he isn’t yanking your hair out of your skull on every pull either

He doesn’t totally enjoy it but he like to hear you talk while he works

He has an unusually large amount of muscle so his arms won’t tire so easily from it

He has no clue what to do when it comes to styling though

When he is finally done brushing it, he hands it back to you with a proud smile and ready to go get a food reward for his hard work

Only after does he realize he has to wait another 10 minutes at least for you to finish styling it.

Belphie

He doesn’t help willingly

Mans was napping before you came in asking for help

He wants to continue that nap.

He transforms into his demon form and uses his tail to hold the brush and do it

He falls asleep half way through

You end up having to brush it anyway

But you smell so nice and look so warm that he pulls you in for a nap with him

He grumbles and lets go after a few minutes of whining and shifting because

“Come back when your hair is done”

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You seem to know so much about phantom and its history in general and this is probably such a stupid question I’m sorry but why the fuck have they closed it on Broadway and the west end? No matter how much I think about it it makes no sense to me that it’s not bringing in enough money bc if people aren’t seeing what are they seeing????? Just close all of NY and London down at this point like ? And now I’m feeling like I should have seen it at least one more time since the news came out but the first time was so perfect I didn’t want to ruin it. But I’ve just been feeling like it’s a publicity ploy? They’re gonna say they’re taking it off then bring it back in 5 years shinier… but no one else seems to think so. Now I’m feeling like an idiot for not seeing it 5 times in a row even though it’s in my back yard.

Anyway. I’m sorry just had to get that out somewhere I’m sorry it was to you

Okay, so, right off the bat - the West End production is technically still running. It's not exactly like the original, but it's still there (and it has a VERY solid cast as of now so I would still absolutely recommend to go and see it if you ever have the opportunity. If you're scared of getting the restaged tour, it's really not that). There are a few differences with staging, the wigs are different from what they used to be, the orchestra has been reduced, some of the choreography is a bit different - but it's largely the same show.

What *did* happen in the West End was that like all productions, it closed during COVID, the cast and crew waited to be able to go back, and Cameron Mackintosh (aka the producer, aka Satan) invited all of them to a Zoom call, where they learned that they were all fired and that they'd be replaced by a new cast and crew. That included people who worked in the orchestra for nearly 30 years, Philip Griffiths who played Reyer since, like... forever, and I'm skipping a bunch. The reason why CamMack did that was to reopen with a smaller orchestra, a few reductions here and there, and obviously, with a younger cast and crew working around, salaries will be lesser on the basis of experience. And understandably, a lot of people didn't want to come back and go through the whole hiring/auditioning process all over again. Philip Griffiths for instance basically went: "Fuck it, I played the role for 30 years and I shouldn't have to audition for it" (and he's correct).

Obviously, COVID has been tough on the arts industry in general, and there are several shows on Broadway who closed as a result of it (the whole deal with The Music Man revival with Hugh Jackman was to make as much money as possible to recoup for losts, because anything that has Hugh Jackman in it or The Music Man itself has always sold very well on Broadway). Phantom was not one of those shows that was struggling, because it's kind of like Wicked, Chicago, Hamilton, or any Disney show in the sense that it will reliably make money no matter what. It's expensive to set up and stage as opposed to, say, Six, but it still very much made a profit.

Cameron Mackintosh didn't really give a reason as to why he was closing it (at least none that I'm aware of, or if there is, it's probably PR fluff), but if I had to make a guess, it's probably going to reopen in a few years, just like the West End production did, but with the reductions I've mentioned above, with a cheaper orcheatra, cheaper crew, etc. and you get a nice little opportunity to have it get nominated at the Tony Awards for Best Revival.

So yeah anyway eat the rich

#phantom of the opera #phantom broadway #phantom west end #anon asks

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The Angel and The Unholy

Thank you for beta reading @earthlyangelbby I appreciate it a lot! (All mistakes are still my own)

Chapter 4. Warnings/Triggers: Drug use. (Anything else let me know.)

Chapter Summary: Victoria is hell bent on waiting for the perfect time to be with Edward Munson. Fate is done waiting.

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Victoria watched as Eddie and Nate exchanged money for the product. Looking like a handshake, but she knew better and saw the pre rolled joints in a baggie. Nate smiled at her as he put the bag in his jacket pocket, stopping to ask her if she was coming.

Victoria forced a smile, “I want to get my sister home. Send her out, please?”

“You coming back? It is about to get interesting.”

Nate looked her up and down. Making her skin prickle and she did her best to fight the annoyance.

“I will see if I can manage. My sister had plenty to drink.”

Nate disappeared into the building, announced something, and a few cheers were heard…

She turned towards Eddie, “you staying?”

He laughed, “I’m just the supplier. They don’t like me past that. Uhh.. Are you staying?”

“No. I am waiting for my sister to get out here.”

“Do you plan on coming back?”

“No. I will be my sister’s babysitter.”

It began raining slowly, and she took the amazing excuse to make sure Eddie left too.

She smiled a little with the question. “Can I use that rain check on the ride home?”

Eddie’s smile grew, eyes lighting up. “Absolutely. Uh-Do you want to go get your sister?”

Victoria looked at the building… “Was it weed you just sold to Nathan?”

His smile disappeared immediately.

Victoria observed his face filled with worry, “I’m only asking so I know if Natalia will be relaxed or not.”

“With who your father is, your sister, smokes weed?”

Victoria shrugged, “My dad is a lawyer, not a cop.”

“Will this be a while?”

“No. She is usually quick with what she does.-”

Victoria looked towards the building. A few loud yells could be heard then they heard Natalia’s panicked voice.

Victoria looked at Eddie, “Just leave.”

Eddie grabbed her arm, “You don’t know what is going on in there.”

“That’s why you are leaving.” Victoria got out of his hold and ran into the packed room. Everyone was interested in whatever was at the center of the room.

Looking over shoulders, she noticed a few people trying to get Natalia to touch the ouija board as she verbally and physically resisted. Victoria pushed through, forcefully shoving some aside. She held the wrist of one who held Natalia’s hand towards the board.

Victoria warned with a low tone. “She said. Let. Go.”

Surprise was on the girl’s face. Her blonde hair peeking out of the red wig, the little devil horns askew on her head. Then a brave challenge as she snickered. “Little witch needs to participate in her holiday.”

“It is a costume. Now, let go.”

Someone shouted, “Munson is here!”

Victoria glanced towards him. Internally damning her luck and easy plan to leave.

Someone else..“The witch, the Satan worshiper, and the Devil should use the board!”

Another person… “It is a complete group!”

Laughter from all around telling Victoria this was not going to end well but no matter what, Natalia and Eddie were not touching that board.

Victoria dug her nail into a pressure point that made the devil girl let go with a hiss. Victoria pushed her away from Natalia and the one on the other side, an angel, who let go before being touched.

Natalia muttered, “I could have handled it, Victoria.”

“Lets go-” Victoria moved away from the center but quickly turned as Eddie moved past her.

Eddie stepped between them, “Hey, uh. Can you stop, Rachel?” His hand was stopping Rachel from grabbing Victoria.

Rachel pushed on his chest causing him to knock into Victoria. He turned, making sure Victoria was fine, holding onto her arm for a moment as she shifted to stand beside him. His arm slightly in front of her body.

Victoria kept an eye on Natalia, not bringing attention to her. She walked around, getting into Nates pocket as he walked by.

Nate stepped forward. “You are used to Satanic shit, so play with your board. I’m sure you will be the best at getting answers.”

Rachel giggled, “Satanic involvement? Sounds like I could get a holiday celebration with the freak. He can worship me.”

Victoria moved Eddie’s arm away from her. She glared at Rachel from beside Eddie.

Out of the view she knew Natalia was already walking out the door.

Victoria turned towards Eddie, hand on his chest to push him away from the situation. “Let’s go. No one needs to touch that thing.”

Rachel demanded, “are you talking about me?”

Victoria did not respond but pulled Eddie by his jacket. She paused for a moment as they walked outside. It was raining harder than before. Natalia was nowhere to be seen, until she looked out the passenger window.

Eddie muttered, “I thought I locked it.”

Victoria asked again, “Can you take us home?”

He nodded. “Yeah…”

Eddie started to shrug off his jacket but Victoria did not need the chivrally right now. She needed to get him away from here. So she tugged on his jacket, effectively stopping him from shrugging it off and dragging him to the van. He held the passenger door open for her, she muttered a thanks and quickly got in. She watched as Eddie ran around to the driver’s door.

She noticed Nate and a few others watching from the door.

Natalia stated, “a gentleman. Who wants to fuck you to oblivion.” Then she chuckled to herself, as she made herself comfortable in the big space of the back. Lighting one of the joints with a flicker from her finger.

Victoria scolded, “Natalia!”

She asked Eddie as he started the van, “Do you mind if I smoke this in here?”

Eddie looked over his shoulder, “Nah.” He did a double take before speeding away from the building, “how many did you buy?”

Natalia chuckled, waving her fingers, “a special discount.”

There was a crease on his forehead from how much confusion on his face. “You stole them?”

Natalia snorted, “I don’t know what you are talking about. -Vic, Try this.”

“Not right now.”

A cloud of smoke surrounded Victoria’s head a moment later. She coughed, then cracked the window. “Stop blowing it at me.”

“Just try it. It is good.” Natalia shoved her thumb into Eddie’s shoulder. “This guy is now my supplier. By the way, how much does this cost?”

Eddie could only respond with, “Uhh…”

Victoria looked at her father standing on the porch. Staring at the van, no doubt the smoke exiting the cracked window.

Natalia grinned, “See you around, my new supplier.” Natalia got out with a laugh and began walking towards the house. Smoking dramatically with twirls, and blowing into the air above her as she walked.

Franklin stopped Natalia from entering, “That shit stays out of the house. Clothes immediately in the wash. -Stay out of the green house!”

Victoria sighed, “You don’t need to worry about my dad. He is strict with Natalia because she would smoke everywhere. My dad also hates the smell. With a newborn and customers visiting our house would not work really well…”

“Probably not.. You are sure I don’t need to worry?”

Victoria looked at her father, “you don’t. Thank you for the ride. Be careful on the way home.”

She got out of the van and walked to the house, hearing Eddie’s van leaving. She spoke once close to her father. “It’s a nice opportunity for a restaurant. Needs a lot of work to clean it up first. However, we might need Andy to make a few adjustments to better suit mother’s cooking style. It was a simple burger and fries set up.”

Frank asked, “how did that happen?”

Victoria knew what he actually wanted to talk about. “Those at the party had an ouija board. Tried to force Natalia to touch it, then Edward because he followed me in to get her. To get all of us away from the board I asked Edward to take us home. Natalia stole the drugs off of them.”

Frank sighed heavily. “Clothes in the wash and go shower.”

The next day by lunch, everyone was staring at Victoria, talking about her. Some even asked her about the “altercation” with varying amounts of interest and disbelief of her being involved with Eddie The Freak Munson. The only thing that she could do was tell the truth and change the subject. Everyone told her to stay away from the freak, and told her rumors, and brought up his “satanic” club.

Victoria was well rehearsed by the time Robin confronted her.

“Dungeons and Dragons, is a board game. I mean the real board linked to Satanic rituals is an Ouija board. That was at the party and everyone there was trying to force my sister to use it. I wanted to get my sister out of there and they were using force to hold her against her will.”

“All I am saying is that it is not hard to believe that you two are dating. -I believe that you are not. But, but-! All that staring you did before is like, this big sign. For me at least. I have caught him staring at you too. Like.. Maybe it isn’t a bad thing.” Victoria scrunched her face. “Not a bad thing?”

Robbin scrunched her face back in mocking. “Yeah. I mean if you like him. The staring -All. The. Time. Buuuut- I know Steve thinks you are cute.”

“I am not interested in Steve. He is nice but,”

“He is a dingus.” Victoria giggled, “yeah. He is a dingus.”

Robin shrugged, “I am saying that the outside view looks like you and Eddie are a thing. You turn down every advancement from others, including dingus. However, you not only leave the party with him, but drag him out with you. If you haven’t noticed, this is a small town with not a lot of interesting things but stories people like to make up. Eddie is…odd, but the kiddies speak very highly of him.”

“Max does not.”

“She lives by him, he plays music loud, with the occasional police involvement. -But Dustin and Mike and Lucas do like Eddie. Eddie took them in like lost puppies. Dustin adores Eddie. So there must be something good about him.”

“What are you trying to say?”

Robin shrugged, stuttering. “I am just saying that it is worth talking about-you and Eddie. You turn down everyone but are different for him? I noticed, okay. That is all I’m saying.”

Victoria rolled her eyes, “thank you for stating I’m deserving all of the gossip.”

Robin’s mouth opened to protest, then she closed her mouth. “That’s not what I was saying but in a roundabout way I guess was-but I’m trying to say that people are going to talk now regardless of what is actually going on.”

Victoria inhaled a deep breath and held it for a moment. “Thanks for the… talk.”

Robin deflated, “I intended for it to be better.”

The bell rang and next was biology class.

She sighed looking around the lunch room as people began leaving. “I know you meant well. I will talk to you later.”

She was questioned by everyone before class started but as soon as Eddie walked in the door they stopped. He sent a glare in her direction, she swore it was for her.

So when that class was over she hurried to her locker, hoping to be quick enough for no one to bother her. She was exhausted from all the conversations. Her mind was worn down from the gymnastics of trying to defend Eddie while simultaneously trying to keep herself in the lie of accepting everyone.

She felt the twitch of her eye from the frustration.

She did not understand what could happen now.

Was this a way of the bond pushing her to Edward Munson? Why all of this drama? Why him?

“Victoria… hey.” Eddie quickly got to the pace beside her. “Are you okay?”

She kept walking to her locker. “Are you done glaring at me now?”

He repeated the question softly… Thinking about it when he remembered. “-I was glaring at everyone bothering you. Not at you, I promise. I’ve been hearing all the talk.”

Victoria nodded slowly. Then scoffed a laugh, “there has been a lot of talk about the same thing.”

Eddie leaned against the wall, crossing his arms with the notebook hanging from his hand. “You know… uh.. thanks. For not throwing me under the bus.”

He looked away, around the hall. Victoria glanced quickly and noticed enough people making eye contact. She resumed dealing with the book exchange of her locker.

“You did nothing wrong. You helped me get my sister home. That is the truth. I need to go. Auditions are today for solos for choir.”

Eddie looked at her, pushing off of the wall. “Good luck. I’ll talk to you later.”

The rest of the day she swore everyone talked to her about last night but everyone got the same story. The few she tutored also had to make some opinion to bring it up about Eddie.

She tried to distance herself from Eddie.

She tried not to think about him.

She dwelled on why she had to have him as her fated.

She felt cursed for having a fated that knew nothing and how he chose so strongly to go against conformity.

It would be easier if he was not hers.

She could keep her family safe.

She would be happy if things were easier.

Then she was starting to not accept Edward Munson as her Fated.

She was becoming sick as she rejected her Fated.

She felt the sensation of the pull towards him worsen as the time passed. He must have felt something as well because he seemed to be around more.

She was becoming physically weaker as she willed herself to not engage with him past formalities. The mental struggle of wanting to be nicer to him and to distance herself was wearing her down and making her sick. Everyone had their opinions of how involved they were, it would be easy to fall into a relationship right now because everyone believed it. On the other hand, Victoria did not believe it was the best time. She had much more to do in order to change the views on Eddie “the freak” Munson.

She wanted to make things easier for her family. If it was easy for her family, she could relax.

Not only was there the internal struggles within her own mind. Her family was trying to push her to at least be friendly with him.

Her family was positive he HAD to be one of the rare circumstances where he honestly had no clue about anything. That he really did not realize what he was, and how important Victoria should be to him. They wanted her to get the conflict over with Munson, talk to him, because the way things were going now, it was damaging their bond.

It could possibly be killing her because she fought the bond.

Her skin would turn cold when near him. She no longer wanted to touch him, it was like a need. A lifeline. She remembered how it felt when they touched briefly, the pleasant warm sensation that would dance where there was contact between the two. She wanted to wrap herself around him when their hands would softly brush against the other as they shared a book for tutoring.

She still refused to be with him… There had to be a better time for him.

She needed a better time.

Victoria rested her head on the locker, feeling nausea taking over her as her head throbbed from the noisy hallway. The chill from the metal felt amazing against her forehead as the fever made her overheat. She was going to stay here for a moment, let it quiet down and regain herself. If she was late to class maybe she could get an excuse for the nurse. She would go home, eat some homemade chicken noodle soup prepared with good intentions, incantations and moon water. The soup was the only thing she could stomach but it was becoming more difficult to eat anything.

While she waited in the same position, she held the fifth Jasper Crystal of the week in her hand and focused on it, trying to will her illness away and onto the crystal. Feeling it crack in her grasp as her body chilled instantly giving her a warning Eddie was near.

“Are you okay?” That familiar, beautiful, deeply concerned voice beside her.

He has asked her that a few times over the last week. Many people have but he checked on her more the worse she got. Trying to fight the bond with him near made her worse.

Victoria sighed heavily, defeat weighing down on her fast. She saw herself in the bathroom mirror just a moment ago and she looked terrible. Her voice was hoarse, “No.”

“You need help getting to the nurse?”

“No. I’ll be fine.” She stood without the support of the locker. She tried to walk away from him. Felt an intense lightheadedness flood her brain, his hands holding onto her, steadying her.

Damn fated bond was literally throwing her at him.

“Jessus Christ! You are burning up.” One arm wrapped around her that she grabbed onto, the other hand touching her forehead, then cheeks.

Victoria sighed pleasantly, “You feel good.”

He grabbed her bag, slinging it on his shoulder. Then sweeping her up as she swayed again. “I’m taking you to the nurse. Then when she releases you, I'll take you home-or to the hospital.”

“No hospital.” Victoria groaned as he walked quickly to the nurse’s office.

“You don’t have insurance?”

“We don’t go to the doctors.”

“Well now you are.” He struggled for a moment but got the door opened. He set her on her feet, but still holding her arms.

The nurse noticed them immediately, asking in a rush, “What is going on?”

Eddie answered, “I think she is sick. Burning up, and was dizzy. She hasn’t been feeling well for a while now.” He helped lay her down on the bed, being careful then stepping out of the way so the nurse could examine her.

“I’m fine.” Nothing could fix her situation unless she would convince Edward to hold her for a while.

She imagined he would without hesitation.

The nurse told Eddie to leave, he was reluctant but did go outside of the office.

Victoria let the nurse take her temperature and stayed quiet otherwise.

“You have a fever. A high one.. I need to send you home so that you do not pass on this illness. When the fever is gone longer than 24 hours without medication you may return.”

“Okay… I’ll go home.”

“Do you have a way home?”

“Yeah.”

She took the slip from the nurse to the front office to be excused, having the bare necessities in her book bag, then went outside. She stood at the payphone and looked for change, thankful to have just enough for a quick call home. However, no one answered. Her mother did say they were planning to deliver many orders today. She sighed heavily as she took the change and threw it in her bag to deal with later as she turned around.

Bumping into someone who held onto her arms to steady her. “I will take you home.”

Victoria jumped back with a gasp, “Jessus Christ! What are you doing out here Eddie?! You need to go to class!”

“Sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you. -I was planning on skipping the rest of the day anyway.” Victoria furrowed her brows, then closed her eyes in frustration… “Edward Munson, go to biology.. and take notes for me?” She opened her eyes, silently pleading with him.

“I already snuck out of school. I doubt I would get back in easy.” He chuckled a little, his dimples showing for a moment. “Are you walking home?”

Victoria exhaled steadily, looking up at him. His hands are still holding onto her arms “...I don’t know the correct answer.”

“No, is the correct answer.”

Victoria stated, “I’m not walking home. uhh-My dad is actually getting me, the nurse called him.”

Eddie hummed, “okay. I’ll sit with you. Make sure you don’t pass out.”

Victoria could not help how her shoulders slumped when the defeat hit. She is blaming the lack of deception on her illness.

The way his lips turned up slightly let her know he caught her lie. “How long are we going to wait?”

Victoria bit the inside of her lip and pouted as she looked away. “Will you come back?”

“Sorry?”

“If you take me home will you come back to class?”

“I was planning on leaving after checking on you. Taking you home is an additional stop. Which is not a bad thing, I really don’t mind.”

“Where else were you going to go?”

“Just pick up more… supplies. I already have a list of distributions to deal with.”

Victoria felt surprise on her face before understanding. “Oh…” She stepped back and Eddie held his hands out a moment longer than needed.

“I know we didn’t talk much before the town brought you into the spotlight I shine in. It’s not the best lighting compared to what you are used to... I’m sorry..”

Victoria’s face moved on its own as she felt all the negative emotions hit her at once. The rumors apparently spread so vastly in such a short time of a week.. Everyone thought of her in a tainted way, no matter how much she distanced herself from Eddie.

“I.. Jesus. Can we go to my van and talk? You look ready to pass out. I promise that I’ll drive you straight home, and drop you off.”

Victoria looked at his feet, setting her jaw and nodded. “Okay..”

He grabbed her bag and slung it over his shoulder as he helped her across the parking lot during her dizzy spells. Opened her door and made sure she was situated before shutting it. He rushed around to his door. Turned the key and then quickly turned the volume down drastically as Victoria visibly jumped.

He laughed nervously. “Sorry… Kind of only me usually. And I love music, ya know?”

“Black Sabbath is worth listening to loudly. Just not with a headache.”

With a smile he pulled out of the parking lot quickly, jolsting Victoria.

She held onto the door to brace herself. Then her head as she got dizzy. “Slower please? Head hurts.”

He took his foot off the gas, slowing gradually. “Right. Sorry, again.”

It was silent for a few moments.

“So… uh… I figure that is embarrassing, to hear what Rachel said, us together... Then this whole town is talking about it, and I’m really fucking sorry. I’ve got bullshit from it and I promise I told everyone it’s not true. That we don’t have sex, the truth that we don’t talk outside of school. Anything I have to deal with is probably nothing compared to what you have to deal with, people thinking you are with the freak of the town. Ya know, me with an angel like you.”

Victoria snorted, “angel?”

“I think it fits well, actually-”

Victoria laughed, laughed harder than she has in a while, making herself go into a violent coughing fit. Her? An angel? She practiced witchcraft. Has inflicted harm to others. Has hunted animals for food that she later enchanted. She would kill for him, she would curse this whole town and inflict pain for all eternity on everyone that has harmed him in any way. Her being an angel was unbearably amusing.

Eddie pulled over immediately, rubbing her back and holding her hand, the soothing touches were enough to focus on to calm herself down.

“You are hilarious.” She smiled at him after a final small cough escaped.

“Hey, I’m being serious.” Both of his hands held hers..

She scoffed but only made him a little more insistent.

“You are the nicest person I know, you help everyone. You made Dustin and Mike free cookies. Fuck, you stood up for me to Nate that one time. You are telling everyone good things about me, and trying to reason with everyone about my club. I don’t know the last person who defended me. -With brutally sharp words too. Showed how smart you are -other than all the scholarly book stuff.”

Victoria simply stated. “Nate made it easy to state he admitted he is dumb. Everyone else needs to stop being close minded.”

She took her hands away as she began to cough.

She considered for a moment, what if she never defended him as a fated and just as a nice friend. She had a violent shiver as her body felt like it was dumped in an icy lake.

With her teeth chattering, “can we go?”

Eddie nodded, “I think maybe you should go to the hospital.”

“No hospital. I just need… Some medicine. We have plenty.”

Victoria watched as his knuckles turned white around the steering wheel. She wondered why, but maybe he felt the need to comfort her. Maybe it was just the pull of the bond. It was a common thing between fated that they had instincts and intuition of the other so well that sometimes they did things without a single word spoken.

Once at her house, she offered a kind smile, “thank you for bringing me here.”

His eyes looked at the house, she knew he saw that the lights were off. “I.. Let me walk you in.”

“You don’t have to. Really I’m fine.”

He rose an eyebrow. “I remember you not being able to walk. It looks like no one is home.”

Victoria could not say another word. Eddie already shut off the van, and was walking around to help her out of the car. She felt…happy. Relieved that he was so insistent to care for her. She wanted him to take care of her. She wanted to be wrapped up in him. She clung to his arm because she needed support. She was still trying not to accept him, even as his hands hovered over her as she unlocked the door.

Roxy was on the couch with a sleeping bell. She looked in confusion… “What is going on?”

Victoria stepped into the house, “I got sent home from being too sick…”

Roxy’s eyes looked at Eddie. “Shouldn’t you be in school still?”

Eddie looked thoughtful for a moment. “I wanted to make sure she got home. She is kind of clumsy right now. I uh.. Didn’t want her walking home.”

Roxy nodded slowly… Looking at Victoria. “How are you feeling?”

Victoria bit her tongue for a moment as she put a hand on the wall for a moment. “Worse. Fever now.”

Roxy sighed steadily from her nose. Thoughts running through her eyes.

“Eddie… Can you stay for a moment? I am going to go put Bell in her crib and heat up some soup for her. I can get you a bowl for your trouble.”

Victoria rolled her eyes just before closing them as she had a stabbing pain through her brain.

Eddie looked at her, “if that is okay.. I can’t stay too long.”

Roxy stood Bell in her arms, “sit with her for a moment. I will be back.”

Eddie gently grabbed Victoria’s arm, helping her over. He sat close enough once they were seated. He looked around, “It’s nice in here..”

Victoria nodded, grabbing a blanket off the couch. “We keep the downstairs nice because it is often visited by people buying some stuff. There is still a bedroom for staying guests on this floor. The upstairs is our personal area. Just bedrooms and a bathroom but only we go up there.” She looked at Eddie, fighting the bond as she stated. “You can leave. You don't have to stay here.”

“I can stay for a little bit. I want to make sure you are okay.”

Victoria sighed as she put her head back. She felt another strong chill go over her body.

Eddie sucked in air, “you really don’t look good.”

The back of his hand touched her forehead. Then her cheeks.

Victoria couldn’t help the humm that happened.

Eddie was staring at her when she opened her eyes. “You are burning up.”

“Yeah… Your hands feel nice though.”

He laughed for a brief second.

The door opened, and Victoria’s father stood there.

Frank asked, “Victoria, are you worse?”

Eddie took his hands away from her quickly. “She has a fever now and is dizzy too. I brought her home. I..uh. wanted to make sure she was okay.”

Frank nodded.. Thinking. “Thank you for that Edward Musnon. I owe you a favor for getting her home safe.”

#brightsun-and-darkmidnight #stranger things #eddie munson #The Angel and The Unholy #TATU

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darkfictionjude · 6 months

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Happy Halloween!

(For those who celebrate!)

I have nothing special written for this occasion but let me tell you what the Crown + ROs + the siblings have dressed up as in the years before.

MC: very uninspired — a ghost. Literally a white sheet with eye holes. Or even more sad — a pine-cone. Due to this depressing state of affairs on Halloween ‘89 Nia made them dress up as Freddy Krueger.

Imre: to the surprise of no one he spent most of the 70s and all of the 80s as Indiana Jones. Thanks once again to Nia she managed to get him to agree to dress up as Rick Blaine from Casablanca from ‘90-‘92 and in ‘93 as Vito Corleone.

Nia: now she will never be caught dead wearing a costume two years in row. She’s done it all: princess, pirate, witch, fairy, Shirley temple, Andie Walsh from Pretty in pink, Sandy from Grease, Madonna, Cher, Tina Turner and in ‘93 she went as Morticia.

Lorcan: everyone always thought he was wearing a costume but those are literally his clothes. With the satanic panic of the 80s people did think he was dressed up as a devil worshipper. He did dress up as Marty Mcfly in like ‘91.

Salvatore: he was the type of dress up as all the gangsters, Michael, Tony, jimmy Conway from goodfellas. After dressing up as Travis bickle from taxi driver his mother only ever allowed him to dress up as a businessman.

Orla: whatever popular female movie character of that year was that’s what she dressed up as. Claire from the breakfast club, Ellen ripley, Lydia deetz, Princess Leia, sally from when Harry met sally, Sarah Connor, Lorraine mcfly.

Percival: he would just throw on a wig, get a band t-shirt and say he was whatever rockstar come to his head at that moment whether he looked like them or not — iggy pop, Jim Morrison, mick jagger, Freddie, Bowie, what-have-you.

Enjoy the night 💜

#Halloween #MC Crown #Imre #Nia #Lorcan #salvatore #orla #Percival #we wretched creatures

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eddies-hid3out · 1 year

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I watched Silence of the Lambs the other day, which then led to me rewatching Mind Hunter so now I have a brain worm that won't leave me alone. I'll never write it because I can't get it coherent enough in my mind, so I'm throwing the bare bones out there! It's a bit of a lengthy ramble, I'll put it below the cut.

Eddie lives au where Vecna didn't succeed in 86 so Hawkins didn't go to shit, and when he finally resurfaces he has to start from scratch.

Eddie lives, but he isn't cleared of the crimes. All the big wigs who could make sure he's declared innocent agree that he's the perfect scapegoat to hide the upside down. He's found guilty. They spin the narrative that he became obsessed with the Victor Creel murders, he studied them and used them as inspiration for his ritual killings. The fact that Nancy and Robin visited Victor is twisted and used as evidence against him. So he's shut away in Pennhurst, even if he does talk about what he went through no one will believe him, because who believes the guy in the nuthouse? Roughly a decade passes and Eddie has gotten used to the monotony of his new life. It sucks and he's bored but he finds comfort in the fact that there's been no more killings. At least him rotting away is worth something because he finally got to help, to be useful.

Until someone is found. A girl in her teens who has been left broken and bloody, and in walks you. FBI agent (BAU) in your late 20s/early 30s, a little young to be where you are but you're good at reading people and fantastic when interviewing killers to get insight. So it's only natural when word of copycat killings in Hawkins reaches you, you go out there to talk to the previous copycat, Eddie Munson.

Eddie's doesn't give you much when you first meet him, he plays into the whole satanic panic thing but it only takes one interview for you to know that he's innocent. You keep visiting with him, you want the truth of what happened but more than that you want to get to know him. You speak to his friends, ask them about 1986, ask Nancy and Robin why they were visiting Victor if it wasn't because of Eddie. They're hard to get a hold of and don't give you much but you know they're hiding something.

And Eddie, he tries so hard not to like you. You're just the latest in a long line of authority figures to come waltzing into his life and it's never ended well before so why should now be any different? But you're kind, and easy to talk to. You treat him like a human, and something deep in his gut tells him that you are different. That maybe he could tell you the truth and you'd not only believe him but help him too.

#eddie munson x f!reader #eddie munson x reader

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trantrumsfromthevoid · 1 year

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I love your headcanon about Jasper's DnD nerdiness 45 years ago 😂 How big/involved did these games get and who did he play against?

Ha ha, thank you! I'm a big ol' nerd myself so I love these kinds of "deep dive" questions.

I feel like it first started out really, really small with only one, maybe two, people from school. I'm sure Alice played one game to see "what all the fuss" was about but with her ability to see into the future, it probably wasn't fun for anyone ... except maybe Alice. I can also see Carlisle getting into it as well and they played for awhile, but then something happens at the hospital and now Jasper's without any "family" players. Edward tried but didn't understand all the "fantasy lingo" and Emmett was too easily distracted by all the "shiny things" lol. I think Jasper probably posted signs at the high school and maybe even local community college. Maybe at a few game stores back in the day, too. Possibly at a restaurant/coffee shop if he could sweet talk them into it. (Which, knowing Jasper, I'm sure he could/did.)

While I was at the tail end of the Satanic Panic and it had mostly come and gone by the time I was really aware of things, I feel like there was probably still some hesitancy from folks (mostly adults but maybe a few "straight edge" kids) regarding DnD. If I remember correctly, I think there was some "concern" with DnD being Satanic as well. So maybe there was a bit of an "underground" vibe to Jasper's club. Maybe Jasper also used his emotional manipulation to sway people or ease their fears about it, which may have helped to add more members. But I also feel like, with Jasper's ability to elevate the moods - maybe add a little bit of "cool factor" to the appeal - I think it probably caught on in popularity pretty quickly. One week there was only one or two people during the designed game time and then three weeks later you've got eight or nine kids there.

I think, just with Jasper's limited ability to hang out with a bunch of humans, it probably was never hugely popular. I also think that - with my limited DnD knowledge - you probably don't wanna have, like, forty-five people playing, either. I think at its height, there were probably maybe ten to twelve people playing at a time. And he probably broke them up into two groups of five/two groups of six. I think it was always unsaid but Jasper was the president/organizer of the DnD club so he'd be tasked with picking a time, date, seeing about available classrooms (if at school)/other locations, who'd be on teams, etc. I can see this, almost comical moment, the first time everyone gets together and Jasper doesn't bring snacks and the one human kid being like "No snacks? I'm starving!" And then Jasper has a moment of, like, "Oh, yeah ... maybe I'll have more players if I bring snacks. Human snacks. Like chips. Mental note: research snacks."

I feel like even though Jasper seems to be pretty chill, I think he'd always wanna be the Dungeon Master (DM). Like, I think that was always unspoken as well, that Jasper was the DM. I think, too, that once Jasper found "his people" they were able to play steadily for a couple of years. Or at least until the Cullen's would have to move again. By the time the internet rolled around Jasper gave the online RP community a try but it just wasn't the same. He did it, for sure, because you have all this time, you might as well use it. But it just wasn't the same for him, yk? I also think it'd be really cool if all of Jasper's "original" teammates got together once - like a DnD reunion of sorts. I feel like wigs and costumes could go a long way with the Cullen's and I'm kinda surprised SM never thought to use them. But I can definitely see Alice aging him up (and having a lot of fun in the process) so that Jasper could hang out with his high school DnD pals again and look like he was sixty years old (or however old he'd need to be).

#twilightadvent22 #day 2 #jasper hale #the twilight saga #headcanons #dnd #twilight #answered ask #jessicanjpa

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emmys-grimoire · 2 years

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Lesson 77 Summary & Analysis

Well, the Luke’s rebellious phase is over.

Was the conclusion exciting? Heartfelt? Revelatory? Of course not. That’d be exciting.

Story

The brothers and Luke are in the HoL living room brainstorming ways to get Simeon to reveal what’s up. We return with Lucifer, and Mammon wigs out at the sight of us being together.

The brothers begin to depart for the night, and Lucifer requests Satan drag Mammon with him. He complains, but complies, and drags Mammon off.

We stop Luke from leaving and Lucifer leaves us alone. Back in our room, we offer to tell Luke what’s going on, but he wants to hear it from Simeon himself. He admits at one point he would have been jealous of Simeon telling you and not him, but he’s matured and wants to take Simeon’s feelings into consideration. Now that he’s certain that Simeon isn’t in any immediate danger, he’s fine with waiting for Simeon to open up to him.

So the child did all this maturing on his own, offscreen, with no assistance from us. When we finally get the opportunity to tell him, he politely refuses. What a great way to avoid having actual conflict unfold in the story.

There’s a commotion outside of our room. Apparently there’s a mountain of cup noodles in the hallway.

You can ask what happened, and Levi explains that it is the result of a raffle Hell’s Supermarket doing as a part of their customer appreciation promotion. Leviathan won.

Back in class with Luke. He’s decided to move back to Purgatory Hall with no more fuss. He apologizes for all the meal duty he’s skipped out on while he’s away, and Raphael reveals that Solomon took over for him and they somehow survived. He offers to cook up another meal to commemorate Luke returning to Purgatory Hall, but Simeon insists on cooking instead.

We find out that Raphael and Solomon still haven’t told Simeon that Luke ran away, though.

Why didn’t they tell him the truth? Because it’d be too hard and it’d hurt his feelings. Lying is fine if it means sparing your friends discomfort! Satan’s unimpressed.

Luke continues to be confused when Simeon reassures him that sleepovers are fine, and Solomon and Raphael are clearly uncomfortable. Satan shakes his head, but interjects and draws their attention to the rumors of a “wishing board” on the campus. Another conflict averted!

Rumor has it that if you make a wish on this magical board via the website, it’ll come true.

Simeon thinks it’s neat and you should believe in such things, while Raphael outright dismisses it. Luke asks what you think, and you get to answer you want to believe it’s true or suggest it’s fake. I chose to be a hater and doubt it, and got affection points from Satan. Raphael thinks it’s even more dubious when we learn that Asmo is the source of this rumor.

Satan insists on relaying all the details before we completely dismiss it. He reminds us of how Levi won the cup noodle raffle the other day. Apparently that happened after Beel made a wish. The natural conclusion is, then, that it’s now suddenly working.

Raphael openly doubts it again, and logs onto the website to test it out himself. He wishes for pinking shears.

Thirteen drops in. She got ahold of pinking shears for some reason, thinking they’d help her with trap construction, and she gives them to Raphael after discovering they can’t help her. Raphael is stunned. His wish came true immediately.

Luke now wants to wish for new kitchen gadgets. Raphael is still doubtful, but Simeon reassures him that this goes beyond mere coincidence because… ??? Because he says so, okay? Solomon and Satan agree. You’ve been defeated with facts and logic, Raphael!

Belphegor drops by and tells us that there’s going to be a student council meeting after school. Our attendance is required. Satan thinks the meeting could be about the wishing board.

You get a text message between Solomon and Diavolo that all but tells us that Diavolo is behind the scheme, siphoning out any actual mystery henceforth.

The meeting is called to order. It’s about the wishing board, and Diavolo makes Barbatos give us a summary of how everything unfolded. It started when someone posted a wish seeking relationship advice and their feelings were reciprocated. This spawned the rumors. Belphegor asks why they needed to call an emergency meeting over this, and Diavolo explains how a student managed to magically worm their way out of taking an exam they didn’t study for. This is now a cause of concern for the school because that’s CHEATING I guess.

Lucifer starts making plans to investigate it and Diavolo cuts him off, saying he wants us to investigate it. Welcome to our final trial. We have three days to solve the wishing board mystery and the seven brothers get to help us, but if they help without being ordered to, we’re disqualified. This means the brothers themselves are going to be the actual obstacles lmao.

We regroup at the HoL and go over our assignment. Mammon’s already trying to abuse the board, naturally. Lucifer smacks him, and the brothers comment on how much of a masochist Mammon must be. Asmo suggests we post a wish, and we get a choice between “I want Satan to say something nice about Lucifer!”, “I’d like Beel to say that he doesn’t want breakfast!”, and “I want Lucifer to make a funny face!” Real riveting stuff. I chose the last choice and it’s just this…

As much as I like “withering glare”, this feels almost like his default expression at this point. Asmo thinks it’s *hilarious* though. Belphegor doesn’t think it worked, and I’m inclined to agree. Mammon asks Lucifer for his credit card and Lucifer threatens to hit him again. It doesn’t look like we’re off to a good start with our wishes. Satan is puzzled, because the previous wishes came true immediately.

Asmo theorizes that another condition must be met it order for a wish to come true. Regardless of what dialogue choice you choose, they eventually settle on the location of where you were when you made your wish being the key. You have to be on the campus. They opt to test this theory out tomorrow.

Next we’re in the stairway with Satan and Lucifer. Satan asks why Lucifer isn’t heading to bed, and Lucifer answers that he wants to talk to us, and he assumes it’s for the same reason Satan is there. Lucifer insists on Satan opening, and he reluctantly does so: he thinks something fishy is going on after the student council meeting. He correctly deduces that having the wishing board up could potentially be very harmful, and the threat is too serious to be left in our hands. I’m left wondering why we can’t just destroy the thing if we’re being so anti-climatic this season, but I know just destroying it and eliminating all the potential harm isn’t the point.

Satan thinks Diavolo has an ulterior motive. Lucifer ellipses. Satan accuses him of knowing more than he lets on, which he denies, but does admit he agrees with Satan. He says if Diavolo does have an ulterior motive, it’s even more imperative we do well and impress him. That’s the real goal here. He leaves, and Satan complains about Lucifer still being Diavolo’s lapdog, but admits even if we confront him Diavolo won’t call the whole thing off.

After telling us he’ll stick with us regardless, he propositions us. You can bang if you want. (he also swaps into his uniform during this scene for some reason lmao)

We transition to the following morning. Lots of redundant dialogue as we discuss what we’re about to do. Belphegor asks what we’re going to ask for and you get to choose between “I’d like something to snack on”, “I need something that will soothe the soul”, and “to borrow someone’s Devildom law textbook.” I chose the second choice, but it doesn’t matter at all.

EDIT: A commenter has informed me that this is not true and the other two choices I didn’t make give you short scenes with Raphael/Thirteen. Go me.

Fade to black. We finally continue with the first day of our final trial. Our wish already came true in the interim, apparently. So did everyone else’s. The hypothesis is correct.

Then we get a flashback with Solomon giving us a magic lesson. It’s probably relevant to how this wishing board works and give the obvious answer to Belphie when he notices us staring off into space.

Yep.

They just gave us the answer via flashback lol

We regroup in the hallway and Mammon’s complaining. Satan gets on his case for skipping class. He denies it. If you choose to believe him, he rewards you by calling you a good servant. Best boyfriend material right here.

Leviathan tells us we’re just letting him continue his bad behavior and Asmo tells us to stop fooling around so we can get to finally solving the mystery. Let the scavenger hunt commence.

We get to choose where to look after we continually fail with our exciting “just walk around looking” strategy.

After choosing the wrong choice (apparently), Satan suggests it might be wrong to look in *physical places*, since the wishing board is on a website.

We choose to bring our concerns to Mephisto, since he’s in charge of the website, but apparently all the newspaper people went home already. We have to wait until tomorrow.

Fade to black and we’re at breakfast. Levi tells us it’s now day 2. Belphie.exe suddenly malfunctions and seems to forget Leviathan’s name momentarily and Leviathan gets offended. There’s a shout, and Satan tells us there’s a problem as a result of the latest wish posted. We leave on that cliffhanger.

Analysis

The Simeon arc hasn’t concluded yet, but I’m not liking the direction it’s taking now. It looks like we’re getting *neither* Luke questioning why the Celestial Realm may be punishing Simeon, or Simeon confronting Solomon for lying to him. Unless they’re saving that for the very end. I have my doubts… it doesn’t look like they’re going to be involved in the finale.

I’m curious, though… once the solution drops into our laps and we finally nab the student council position, we don’t really have to leave any more, right? How will the goodbye episode play out if there’s no reason for us to say goodbye?

Predictions

The last trial is just a scavenger hunt put together by Diavolo.

Diavolo is probably behind the wish posted on the board that’s messing with Belphegor’s memory. Why? Because he thinks it’d be fun, probably. We’ll meet up with Mephisto and hack the website. We’ll fight a virus monster or something.

I think I was wrong about Luke viewing all this as a great betrayal, getting upset and running away. I wouldn’t expect Luke to just move back in with no further complaint if they really did intend on him having an existential crisis or any real reflection point. He and Simeon may just kiss and make up. They may not even bring up Solomon’s completely pointless lie again, since they already brushed that under the rug.

It’s amazing just how averse to actual conflict the storyline is. They’re not interested in it at all. In spite of alluding to all this warring between the realms prior to the exchange program, we might very well just get true world peace with hugs and kisses.

That is the main draw of the game, I guess. My interest in analyzing the story is plummeting, though, with everything being so shallow. There’s no reason to remain invested in it.

This will probably just evolve into another commentary blog. We’ll see.

#obey me #obey me!#obey me spoilers #obey me lesson 77 #obey me lesson 78 #obey me season 4 #obey me luke #obey me simeon #obey me solomon #obey me diavolo #obey me lucifer #obey me satan #obey me ammon #commentary #analysis

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filmbyjy · 1 year

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BUSINESS PROPOSAL > ten! dave and juan 🥺 [written + images]

synopsis > being the amazing friend you were, you had helped your friend who desperately did not want to go on the blind date so you went as her. however, you were dumbfounded to find out that the CEO was your friend’s blind date! hopefully, he doesn’t recognise you.

word count: 357 words + pictures!

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a/n: unfortunately, i didn’t have enough time to write the full chapter of the date because school has been hectic and i have been recently getting writer’s block. so I am sorry🙏🏻

finally, it was next week. after a long painstaking hours of meetings, sharing ideas and insights on the next ‘big’ product for ‘Beauty World’, it was finally the day.

you were about to impersonate as yujin. a girl who comes from a rich high end family. you were terrified that the blind date would see through you. considering he was supposedly a CEO he would have the brains and sharp mind.

“alright, wig or no wig?” yujin asks.

“depends on what kind of wigs you have. also why do you have wigs?”

“because you can style your wigs and it wouldn’t turn out crusty unlike real hair.”

“fair enough.” you simply brushed her off and so she starts working on her little project.

and so yujin dresses you up all pretty and puts on the thickest makeup possible to make you look magnificent (and almost unrecognisable)

“and done!” she claps her hand and hands you a mirror.

you certainly looked…different.

“OH!” she glances at the clock. “it’s time for you to make your grand entrance. Mr.CEO will be waiting for you.”

“is it too late to back out now?”

“yes.” she grabs your bag and shoves you out the door. “I’ll send you the address of the location and buy you something real nice! good luck!!”

yujin shuts the door.

you huffed and trudged over to the location.

once you made it, you looked up at the sign. the location was…

“fancy…of course. what more can I expect from a CEO.” you sighed before heading inside.

once you entered, a staff asks for your reservation. she leads you to a table.

about 5 minutes later, the blind date arrives.

he does not look interested at all.

"go ahead." he says.

"uh, sorry. i am ahn yujin. daughter of mr.ahn of the AHN.Co."

"yeah, i know."

*crows in the background*

"umm...so what is your name?"

"and why should i tell you." he says.

ah so he was this type of person

this is going to be a long date

but maybe you could do something more…

fun

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The players

In the interest of providing some context for this incredibly ill-informed venture, here are the 50+ main characters currently appearing on this show:

Abe Carver

Abe has been on the show since the early 80s and he's managed to keep more of his Billy Dee Williams looks and charm than Billy Actual Dee Williams Hisownself has. Currently mayor of Salem and married to Paulina "It's All The Time With Her" Price.

Abigail DiMera

Deceased wife of Chad, sister of Gwen and easily this show's greatest "you love to hate them" character until the performer decided she wanted to go off and do movies. Last seen as the actual angel atop her family's Christmas tree, she briefly came to life to tell Dead Wife Chad to fucking move on with his life already.

Alex Kiriakis

Extremely handsome and surprisingly enlightened member of the Kiriakis clan. Alex showed up a week after Ben Weston stopped appearing on the show, which is fortunate since they're played by the same actor but not in the fun "wigs and fake teeth" way that Kristen and Susan Banks are. Alex seems at first glance to be a douche-bro but has always been extremely respectful of women, conscious of the importance of consent and is now actually going to therapy.

André DiMera

Allegedly dead twin of Tony (last seen briefly resurrected by Satan in the DiMera family crypt). Included here because I read a spoiler that he might be coming back really soon. (Turns out that spoiler was wrong, actually. But I'm leaving him on the list, if nothing else, for the phrase "resurrected by Satan," which absolutely did happen.)

Andrew Donovan

Secret agent with the totally-real ISA. Related to a bunch of these people in ways I don't feel like looking up right now. Currently half of the only gay couple on the show (along with Paul Narita). For this reason alone, we're really hoping he moves to Salem with Paul because they just shipped the last gay couple off to New Zealand & we need some boys kissing on this show.

Anna DiMera

Wife of Tony & in a show filled with interloping, entitled Karens, easily the most interloping entitled Karen in all of Salem.

Ava Vitali

The other half of "Kara Squad" (see: Gwen Rizczech). Ava was a former mob boss who tried to go legit but she recently lost her damn mind and did a bunch of crazy shit that culminated in her driving a car off a cliff & possibly killing Susan Banks (our cat's namesake). She (Ava, not our cat) is currently in an off-camera mental institution & is regularly visited by her son, Tripp.

Belle Black

Daughter of Marlena & John, wife of Sad Eyes Shawn and one of the only three lawyers in town.

Ben Weston

A former serial killer who is now supposed to be sympathetic somehow. Is in love with Ciara, whom he refers to as "babe" about every fifteen seconds. And this is the entirety of his character. Ben left the show in favor of Alex (played by the same guy) and things improved substantially when this happened. They're threatening to bring Ben back again and I really wish they wouldn't because he sucks.

Bo Brady

With Hope, one of the great "supercouples" of the show's history. Died quite some time ago. A recent miniseries actually focused on him in heaven, watching the events on earth as though they were a soap opera (GET IT?!) Bo has recently been brought back to life by Megan Hathaway, but escaped her custody and ran off, only to be shot by his son Shawn. Is currently in a coma.

Bonnie Lockhart

Tacky, outspoken southern wife of Justin (once referred to by Victor as a "dime store Dolly Parton.")

Brady Black

Son of John, ex-husband of Kristen. Brady and Kristen have a daughter together. Her name is Rachel, and thanks to Kristen's not-so-subtle maneuvering, Brady was recently forced to break up with his girlfriend Chloe because Rachel openly despises her.

Chad DiMera

also known (by me) as Dead Wife Chad. Chad was married to Abigail, until she was murdered in the first complete plot line I saw when I started watching the show (ie, everyone else has long forgotten about it, but it will loom large for me indefinitely). Chad spent most of last year drunkenly threatening people, assuming they were the ones who MURDERED HIS WIFE!!! He eventually calmed down a little and is now dating Stephanie.

Chanel Dupree

Daughter of Paulina Price and owner of Sweet Bits, a popular bakery that recently served poisoned biscuits to a bunch of people in Salem. Chanel was great for the first couple of months she was on the show, but then they abruptly switched performers and now she's like a ten year old who looks 25.

Chloe Lane

Apparently a pretty interesting goth girl when she was introduced on the show as a teenager in the late 90s, the most interesting thing about Chloe now is that her arch-nemesis is an 8 year old girl.

Clyde Weston

Living embodiment of the word sleazy. Imagine a dollar store version of Twin Peaks' Bob and he's from, like, Alabama or something.

Colin Petersen

Brand-new (as of last week) character and immediately a detestable piece of shit. Brother of Sloane, currently manipulating his girlfriend, Talia, to seduce Chanel (Talia isn't even into girls and it's all really gross) so she can then break her heart. British. But not in a hot way.

Doug Williams

The guy who plays Doug is literally 98 years old and we often joke that he only has enough mental capacity left to say I'M DOUG! every now and then. But honestly, he recently played the devil and he kinda fucking nailed it.

Duke

A bear.

EJ DiMera

British (in a hot way) co-CEO of DiMera Enterprises. Everyone talks about EJ like he's a villain but in almost two full years of storylines (since this performer took over in the role) we haven't seen him do anything remotely evil apart from very occasionally retaliating when someone wrongs him first.

Eric Brady

Son of Roman. Former priest. Currently dating Sloane. Eric was orignally played by Jensen Ackles, which is why we were able to locate copies of every episode he originally appeared in from 1999-2001.

Gabi Hernandez Sister of Rafe, currently dating Stefan. I do not wish to overly objectify anyone on this show, but EJ once referred to Gabi's "platonic ideal of an ass" and he was 100% correct.

Gwen Rizczech

Gwen is my precious cinnamon roll and she can do no wrong. The first week I started watching this show, she was in prison. Her sister, Abigail, came to visit, saw the horrible coffee mug that Gwen had made for their dad, and smashed it on the ground. Gwen didn't deserve that. Or anything else bad. She's British, and she's one of two characters who looks a lot like my friend Kara (who voice acts for my projects and plays, among others, Naomi on Endeavor).

Harris Michaels

Former Navy SEAL who was brainwashed to do Megan Hathaway's bidding. Harris has since recovered and dated Hope for about 30 seconds until she discovered Bo was still alive.

Hope Williams Brady

With Bo, the other half of one of the show's great "supercouples." Hope has been working for the definitely-real ISA, but is currently stuck in a hospital waiting for her recently-resurrected lover to come out of his coma.

Jack Deveraux

Father of Gwen and Abigail. Has apparently left town after Gwen (along with Xander and Leo) extorted control of the town newspaper away from him.

Jada Hunter

Detective serving under Rafe, and also apparently romantically interested in him (gross). Jada's sister Talia recently moved to town and Jada strongly suspects that Talia is behind the poisoned biscuits served at Sweet Bits bakery.

Jan Spears

The extremely delusional woman obsessed with living happily ever after with Sad Eyes Shawn. Has been in four different comas. Last seen attempting to escape apprehension in the harbor, but they never found her body. Come on guys, I've read comics. She's still out there somewhere. Jan is Amanda's favorite character.

Joey Johnson

Tripp's extremely lame brother with an extremely lame little mustache. Joey lives in Seattle, and if I ever ran into him, I would point right at him and laugh at how bad his mustache is.

John Black

John is played by Drake Hogestyn, who has apparently only ever had one acting job: this one. And... what an eccentric performance it is. John is ostensibly a private eye (with Steve) and is married to Marlena. (They are another of the show's "supercouples.") He's not very bright but kind of lovable despite this, like if Mister Peanutbutter was played by a knockoff of Clint Eastwood.

Johnny DiMera

The worst character on the show by far. Johnny claims to be a filmmaker, but the only film he attempted to make (a fictionalization of his grandmother Marlena's satanic possession) failed spectacularly and he hasn't done a goddamn thing since. Mostly spends his time judging the sex lives of the people he's close to (particularly his father) and whining.

Julie Olson Williams

Wife of Doug (and the performers are actually married in real life too, which is pretty cute). Julie's job, as far as I can tell, is to invite herself into people's homes and ask extremely personal questions when she doesn't think the plot is moving along fast enough.

Justin Kiriakis

Dad of Alex and Sonny. Justin is a lawyer. I don't know a whole lot else about him, actually. I guess I'd hire him if Sloan or Belle weren't available.

Kate Roberts

Tough old broad who is currently being held captive at sea for some reason. I have a big coffee table book about this show that divides the characters up into families (Brady, DiMera, etc.) and there's a whole section called Kate's Brood, because she has apparently been married to half the significant male characters in this show and I think did at least hand stuff with the other half. Is ostensibly the partner of Roman, but despite them being extremely well-established legacy characters, I do not buy their supercouple status at ALL.

Kayla Brady Johnson

Chief surgeon at the hospital, wife to Steve (now THERE'S a fucking supercouple) and Dr. Marlena Evans' actual best friend. Was recently dead, but returned to her job at the hospital last week.

Kristen DiMera

My initial read on Kristen was that she was a glamorous, scheming supervillain-type... and she still has the potential to be. But she used up all her energy trying to (and succeeding at) breaking up Brady and Chloe. Has tried to kidnap her own daugter seven or eight times since I started watching.

Leo Stark

A character so gay that they might as well have gotten Charles Nelson Reilly to play him. Leo has actually grown on me as I spend more time with him, and he currently writes a gossip column under the name Lady Whistleblower. This has proven to be an outstanding narrative excuse for characters to know each other's business.

Li Shin

Li was formerly Gabi's husband, formerly a top executive at DiMera Enterprises and was never a good actor. Seriously, he just stares forward like David Puddy and reads all his lines really fast with no inflection. The only time he ever played a believable emotion was at Thanksgiving when he thought there would be pie but then there was no pie.

Lucas Horton

Lucas is a real piece of work (shit). He kidnapped Sami, the love of his life, but then (by his own admission) had no idea what to do next so just kind of... held on to her for awhile. Then he pretended to rescue her and almost married her. He's currently in jail. I hope they let him out soon because he's one of those characters that you love to watch fail over and over again.

Maggie Horton Kiriakis

Matriarch of the Kiriakis AND Horton families and current CEO of Titan. Married to Victor, who is definitely still alive oh hey that's him on the phone right now sorry I need to take this hi Victor I'm so happy you're definitely alive

Marlena Evans

The obvious hero of this entire 65 year spectacle. Marlena has been possessed by the actual devil; she died and went to heaven; she woke up from being dead and discovered that she was in a cryo tube in a lab someplace; and she's the only psychiatrist in Salem, who regularly hypnotizes hard-to-access plot points from people's memories. All of this has happened since I started watching the show about a year ago. She and John are a supercouple and despite the fact that John is... like that, it kind of works because Marlena is fucking amazing.

Megan Hathaway

This character died IN NINETEEN EIGHTY FIVE and they recently brought her back to life. NINETEEN. EIGHTY. FIVE. Almost forty years ago. Apparently a DiMera child, and every bit the supervillain Kristen should have been. Megan used her considerable resources to resurrect Bo, a guy she dated in high school LIKE FIFTY YEARS AGO. I cannot get over this. She's currently in jail but there's no chance she'll be there for long.

Melinda Trask

Hard-assed district attorney of Salem and the recent victim of the infamous poisoned biscuits. Melinda was only a plot device for a long time, but I guess the producers got the letters I forgot to write because now she's getting actual storylines complete with love interests and she's every bit as great as I expected her to be.

Nicole Walker

Nicole is currently dating EJ, but she never stays with anyone for very long. Mostly she keeps hooking up with Eric, who should fucking know better by now.

Orpheus

Yes, Orpheus. An actual evil genius who recently poisoned (and killed!) Marlena, Kate and Kayla. Best voice on the show, by far.

Paul Narita

Son of John. Currently dating Andrew. This is all I know about Paul, but I'm hoping he moves to Salem so I can get to know him better. He was involved in one of the show's greatest moments, in which his extremely doting father came to visit him and celebrate Pride. (see picture below.)

Paulina Price

Wife of Abe, mother of Chanel. Paulina is played by Jackeé, who was best known for sitcoms and quite honestly really works best on this show when she's playing comedy.

Rafe Hernandez

Brother of Gabi. Commissioner of Salem PD. Side note: this is a fictional world where it's best to pretend cops aren't horrible. That said, Rafe hasn't been particularly great for most of my time with him... but he's finally starting to grow on me a little bit.

Roman Brady

Owner of the Brady Pub and apparently maker of decent clam chowder. They keep trying to convince me that this nobody is the love of Kate's life but I remain unconvinced. The performer who plays Roman kinda sounds like he had a stroke. I really don't feel comfortable making fun of that but I also find him very hard to understand, which just makes me uncomfortable any time he's on screen. (This is definitely more my problem than it is his.)

Sami Brady

Daughter of John, sister of Belle, apparently the love of both EJ and Lucas' lives. Sami is a fucking mess —one of those delightful messes that we wish was on the show more. But she also has better things to do than be on this show, so she only shows up about once a year for a couple of weeks.

Sarah Horton

Love of Xander's life who recently departed the show. But she was pregnant when she did, so she's absolutely coming back with that baby at some point.

Shawn-Douglas Brady

aka Sad Eyes Shawn. Most recently, Shawn learned that his father, Bo, was back from the dead and thought it would be a good idea to shoot him (?!) Now Bo is in a coma. If nothing else, Shawn has finally earned those sad eyes.

Sloan Petersen

A cutthroat lawyer obsessed with getting revenge on Chanel and Paulina for some drama involving her dead parents. Is dating Eric and, for some reason, has the name of Ferris Bueller's girlfriend (not the first time this show has cribbed character names from John Hughes, either).

Stefan DiMera

Boyfriend of Gabi and brother of EJ, with whom he is currently involved in a bitter rivalry over who controls DiMera Enterprises. (They currently share CEO status.) Was brought back from the dead like... 6 months ago, but only recently shook off a bunch of brainwashing that convinced him that he didn't love Gabi but actually loved Chloe (which should have been his first clue that something was amiss because... really? Her?)

Stefano DiMera

Long-dead patriarch of the DiMera family. Stefano looms large over the show and his children, and his portrait hangs in their living room, where they monologue to it regularly. (A replica of said portrait is also hanging in our living room.)

Stephanie Johnson

Son of Steve and Kayla, currently dating Dead Wife Chad. Stephanie runs her own PR firm, and inexplicably has as many work-related storylines as her mother, WHO IS A SURGEON.

Steve Johnson

The show's requisite Handsome Eyepatch Guy. Longtime love of Kayla. Private eye. Good dad. Good dude. I like Steve. It's hard not to like Steve.

Susan Banks

A full-on southern fruitcake and actual psychic. When Dr. Marlena Evans (whom Susan refers to as her "best friend," though Marlena doesn't seem to agree with this assessment) was possessed by the devil, she turned Susan into "a li'l kittycat," which is why we named our li'l kittycat after her. Susan is (was?) played by the same performer who plays Kristen, and this is often mlked for (pretty effective) laughs. Susan plummetted to her apparent death in some stock footage swiped from an old "Toonces" sketch.

Talia Hunter

Sister of Jada, apparently romantically involved with Colin (gross). Talia used to be a doctor, but quit so she could bake. And then it turned out this was all a cover for the sinister plots that Colin is putting her up to. She clearly knows better though. And she's going to stop doing what that creep tells her to do any day now. Right?

Tony DiMera

Brother of EJ, Stefan and Chad; husband of Anna. The consigliere to EJ's mob boss. Tony's like if Richard Dawson were still alive but not quite as handsome or charming.

Tripp Johnson

Son of Steve and Ava. Handsome, charming, a good dude. TLo has a little song she sings when Tripp shows up. It goes TRIPP! TRIPP TRIPP TRIPP TRIPP! It's pretty adorable.

Victor Kiriakis

Patriarch of the Kiriakis family. Victor was an absolute delight to watch, as he was openly hostile to every character on the show except for Maggie, whom he obviously cared for a great deal. Victor was played by John Aniston (Jennifer's dad), who died last fall. The show persists in informing us that Victor is "just over there, off-camera," despite this.

Wei Shen

Owner or board member or something of DiMera Enterprises. We've never been able to determine what DiMera actually does, so Wei Shin's role there is also a bit of a mystery. Father to Li and Wendy, and usually pretty disappointed in both of them.

Wendy Shin

Daughter of Wei, sister of Li. Wendy works in IT at DiMera and keeps threatening to date Johnny, which makes absolutely no sense. She is now dating Tripp, which makes a lot more sense because seriously, Johnny's the worst.

Wilhelm Rolf

Actual mad scientist who once worked for Stefano DiMera. Has brought so many people back from the dead that people actually refer to it as "being Rolfed." Recently seen trying to undo Stefan's brainwashing with ad hoc equipment built out of a crock pot, and eggbeater and other assorted kitchen props. Even more amazing than I'm making him sound.

Xander Kiriakis

British (Scottish actually, but sounds British) himbo who keeps ending up with amazing women (Sarah, Gwen) and then completely fucking it up. Xander is currently part-owner of the town newspaper for some reason, and is currently getting an apartment with Chloe for seriously what the fuck I have absolutely no idea.

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