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votederpycausemufins · 3 years

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another chapter of the ‘we summoned Tommy and now we found out Grian’s family” fic. this chapter is very long.

also warning, there are some references to sui//cide, but it’s never directly mentioned by name.

Phil tried to ignore the way his chest hurt at the name that had been said. Sure, biologically Grian was his son, but it had been years since they had seen each other, and he had grown up with different people who became a new family for him. And he understood that, but it still hurt that the avian thought of someone else as his dad.

“Er, not quite.”

“Oh, okay,” Grian spoke, matter of factly. The two of them stayed quiet for a few moments before he spoke again. “You found me ‘gain.”

“That I did.”

“You didn’t stop lookin’”

“Nope.” Phil replied, though he knew it was a lie. Of course he always wanted to find his son again, but he had given up actually looking a number of years ago. It wasn’t worth focusing on one child and ignoring the others. But he supposed that’s sort of what happened anyway with him and Tommy.

“That’s what I thought. It kept me goin’ on th’ really bad days.”

“Am I allowed to know what those bad days were?”

Grian was silent before shaking his head. “Hurts too much…”

“That’s alright mate. How about you talk about some other stuff.”

And so Grian did. Talking with Phil about some of the things he had done over the years. Eventually, Stress arrived and helped out, getting the bots up there with Grian and Phil. At that point the stories stopped and Grian focused on his kids, who were glad for all the attention. Mumbo returned with Tommy shortly, also bringing Tubbo along, and soon Grian’s nest was filled, making him quite happy.

“He’s looking better.”

“Yeah, I think it was your admin who gave me the gist of things. He was tired and using his Watcher stuff which made him loopy.”

“Yeah, that would do it.” Mumbo shook his head.

“Hey, you know what that means?” Tommy asked, smirking and focusing his gaze on the bots. Jrumbot smiled and pulled out some pumpkin seeds, which Grian quickly pounced on and started eating. “That part of the bird stuff is great.”

“And what part isn’t so great?” Philza asked, though for a moment he regretted it, thinking the teen wouldn’t respond and just stay quiet or get angry.

But instead he just crossed his arms and gave an over-exaggerated pouting face. “When he gets all mother hen or whatever and is super overbearing. The other shit is fine.”

“Tommy!” Mumbo huffed but the teen just waved him off.

“Oh come on, they’ve heard me say it loads of times. Jrum won’t risk saying anything cause you’ll just take some of his diamonds away.”

“Yeah! I won’t say stuff like that!” Jrum agreed, before suddenly Phil jumped and looked to see a few of his remaining feathers now in the small robot’s hands. “How much would I get for these Tommy?”

“I’m sure if you meet the right people you can get plenty for those. He’s like, trillions of years old, and not many people have them.”

“I’m not that old!” Phil complained, trying to grab the feathers back. He managed to pull one out of Jrumbot’s hand, but the rest ended up disappearing into whatever the kid had for an inventory.

“You’re right. You’re older.” Tommy taunted. “Old as shit. Dinosaurs are younger than you and they’re all dead.”

Philza glared at Tommy before his gaze fell on Grian. The other avian was still out of it, but getting better. Then he looked at Mumbo before rolling his eyes. “Alright Tommy, maybe so. But it means I’ve got more experience.”

Tommy paused, not used to the hardcore player agreeing with him about something like this. He looked over at the bots, who shrugged. It wasn’t like they had grown up with him. “Says the guy who let two mobs get the best of him.”

“Hey that was one time! And that was also years ago!”

“I’m gonna ‘gree, that’s pretty lame.” Grian spoke up, giggling a bit still. “I’m still alive af’er uhhh…” He started counting on his fingers. “I dunno! Lotta years with Sam!”

Mumbo, Tommy and the bots immediately froze up, looking between each other nervously. Tommy moved a little closer to Grian to make sure he had the avian’s attention. “Hey G? You sure that’s okay to talk about? I know normally you-”

“Pfft, it’s fine! Not like I died! ‘Stead I just hurt a lot, killed some pipul, selled some drugs, stuff like that!” Grian looked over to Philza, who was starting to regret staying around when everyone else arrived. “Ya know, almost didn’ make it. But I didn’ wanna disappoint you by giving up. Mmm… plus Gareth freaked me out too much ‘n I didn’ wanna be like him.”

“Okay Grian! I think you should really get to sleep now! We can talk about this more later! But don’t you want to uh…” Mumbo trailed off.

“I can get the jukebox once you’ve slept!” Tommy continued for Grian who seemed to really like that idea. He finally laid down and before long he fell asleep.

It was still quiet for a bit, no one sure how to react to all of that at first. Phil and Tubbo were the quietest since they had little to no context. Because of that, they easily jumped when Tommy finally shouted and broke the silence. “Okay Mumboli, when the fuck were you going to tell me about that part of all that shit?!”

“First off, that would be something Grian would need to tell you, not me! Second off, I didn’t even know about that!” The anger on Mumbo’s face quickly turned to some sort of melancholy. “He didn’t even tell me. I mean, he had made some jokes, but I assumed that it was just from the situation. It does make sense he would think of… but…” The redstoner became quiet, his normally pale face much paler than before.

“Daddy?” Grumbot spoke up, making Mumbo look at the bots. Jrum was shaking a bit and Grum didn’t look quite so well himself. “I think Jrum and I should leave.”

“R-Right. Let me help you down.” The redstoner picked Jrum up to help him down the ladder, Grum still well enough to go down it himself. Before he left the platform though, he got Tommy’s attention and nodded towards Tubbo and Philza. “Try to fill them in. If Grian wakes up before I’m back, tell him what he did. He deserves to know.”

Tommy nodded, waiting for Mumbo to leave before saying anything. “So… Grian kinda got stuck in a fucked up place for a number of years. He’s told Mumbo a lot of stories and me some as well, but not everything of course. Basically, he had two friends. If he was me, one of them was like you Tubbo. But uh… the other guy was like Dream. Like, Dream’s an admin and all that, but this other guy was for the most part just a fucking normal guy around my age but he went off the deep end. G and the other friend escaped, but not for a long time. That place was a hardcore world, but they didn’t have potions or healing or whatever the fuck. I mean, there weren’t any mobs either, so death wasn’t at every corner. I mean I guess it was for G because the one guy was a psycho and murderer, but whatever.”

“Wait, are you telling me that this guy just lived with someone potentially worse than Dream for years?!” Tubbo asked while Philza was trying to comprehend it all.

“Uh, well they didn’t live with each other all the time, but yeah. But ‘cause it’s probably good for you guys to know, his main triggers are wearing blue as well as rabbits. If someone else is wearing blue, it’s fine, but if he’s wearing blue it freaks him out. With the rabbits thing, some of them being around are fine, but white rabbits especially freak him out ‘cause the guy was a hybrid.”

“Alright, noted.”

“One of the people most frustrated about it is Grumbot because, well you know how he just suddenly knew who you were, right Phil? They kinda first built him to help with the election here- long story, talk about it another time- and he’s able to look into a lot of stuff, but only based on political stuff. There wasn’t really anything like that with G’s first world. I mean, he gets fragments since Grian’s been a campaign manager before, but all that really comes up is empire stuff.”

“Uh, he had an empire? Was it anything like-” Tubbo timidly asked, glancing to the unconscious avian.

“Nah, basically he just built a big thing in the middle of the ocean and decided he would become the Grian Empire. The only other member was his friend- the good one- but he went off and made his own place pretty quickly. The worst he did is the TNT there was really volatile. If you so much as touched it after placing it, it would explode. He’s told the TNT shop story a number of times where he built the shop out of it and made the stock the walls of the shop.”

“Was that the first time he did something like that, or did it never go anywhere?”

“No that’s the thing!” Tommy started laughing. “He did it so many fucking times and someone still fell for it! That’s why it’s such a great story.”

From there, Tommy continued to mostly tell lighthearted stories Grian had shared with him. He talked about the prank war and following civil war from the Hermits’ previous world. The hippies against area 77, the time machine, the build height battle. After that he brought up the head games, which freaked Phil and Tubbo out when he suddenly pulled out what at first appeared to be a severed head but was actually a very accurate mask. From there the election was talked about like Tommy had promised, and then the following turf war and its minigame battle.

“I showed up right after the turf war which I’m really glad about because it freaked me out enough just hearing about it. I can’t imagine having to learn what wars here were actually like while in the middle of it all. Instead when Grian visited me when I was holed up in his old place, he just kept talking about the mole people. Around then’s when I really started opening up, especially when Zed showed up.”

“Who’s that?”

“Sheep hybrid that makes contraptions instead of redstone. He made me a bed that just kills me instead of what it should.” Grian spoke up, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. He was still slightly groggy from just waking up, but the three SMP members could tell he looked rested and more lucid than earlier. “Where’s Mumbo and the kids?”

“He had to take them away.” Tommy answered, covering Tubbo and Phil’s mouths before they could say anything, even though they weren’t going to. “Grian, you were like, super out of it earlier.”

“Oh oof, how bad was it?”

“Well,” Philza pulled Tommy’s hand away from his mouth. “You mistook me for some person named Martin and asked me to swear loyalty to your empire. Then you called me some name resembling your admin’s name.”

“X eye sooma void?”

“Exactly.”

Grian laughed a little. “Yeah, a number of the hermits call him some variation of his name so I took it to the next level when I first showed up.”

Tommy put a hand on Grian’s knee and the avian looked over, smile falling from his face when he noticed the serious look on the teen. He immediately sat up straighter, worried for his brother. “Tommy what’s wrong?”

Tommy noticed the way Grian’s hand moved like it wanted to grab a weapon, something he had seen constantly when the two of them were alone at night and the avian was being overprotective of him when he could take care of himself. Well okay there was the factor that all the mobs here seemed to be stronger, but that wasn’t too bad. Grian asking Tommy’s name again pulled him from his thoughts and he immediately stopped Grian who was now actually reaching for a weapon. “No! No it’s nothing that bad! You’re going to freak out Big T if you do that!”

“Then what’s going on?!” Grian huffed, crossing his arms, mainly so he wouldn’t try that again.

“When you were really out of it, you said some things. Specifically from your high school stories.”

Grian looked a bit uncomfortable from that, but didn’t look too worried. “Okay. I- was I screaming? Did I scare the boys from that?”

Tommy shook his head. “No. You said something new. It- god G, not even Mumbo knew about it at first.”

Now Grian looked worried, eyes flicking between Tommy and the other two and he pulled his knees up to his chest. “Wh-which thing did I say?”

Tommy stood up, being the only one standing adding to his already tall height. “You mean there’s more shit you haven’t fuckin’ told anyone about?! Grian what the fuck?!”

Tubbo tried to pull Tommy back down, but the blonde teen resisted for a bit before falling back to the ground. “Tommy please. If it’s been this long and he doesn’t want to talk, it's obviously really bad.”

“No, you don’t know some of the shit Grian’s talked about. There’s nothing that could be that bad!”

“Tommy that’s enough.” Philza spoke coldly, making him and Tubbo freeze. “Grian’s not you. He decides what he’s going to talk about. Maybe to most people the stuff he talks about is worse than the stuff he hides, but obviously it’s different for him. So you’re not going to fucking yell at him and make him even worse.”

Tommy frowned angrily, but stayed quiet and slumped back. Tubbo tried to help calm Tommy down while Phil did his best to do the same with Grian. “So… can you tell me what I said? Grian tentatively spoke up, looking to Tommy, but Phil answered instead.

“You mentioned someone named Gareth and not wanting to be like him. Obviously Tommy and Mumbo knew what you were talking about, but me and probably also Tubbo don’t know anything and are still pretty clueless. We just know that it’s something bad.”

Grian let out a quiet ‘oh’ as he pulled his knees even closer to himself. “Um, after I disappeared, I ended up in a different world and made friends with some people named Sam and Taurtis.” Philza tried not to react as he recognized the second name. “At some point in high school I moved in with them, but before that it was just the two of them. They had a teacher named Gareth. He um… his wife was found killed and a lot of people thought he did it. He… got fed up with it and uh..” Grian shook his head. “The classroom was closed up when people found his, uh, body. They took that away but left… left behind what he used. There was one time I snuck in and thought about… you know. But his ghost showed up and freaked me out so I ran.”

After that, it was quiet, no one really knowing how to respond to that. Grian just ended up letting his feathers puff up and he hid in his wings, Tommy being able to wriggle his way in there. The wings ended up muffling a conversation the two had in whispers, though Tubbo and Phil could both hear a few curses from Tommy. Mumbo finally came up the ladder while they were doing this and was greeted by the two SMP members with a finger to their lips. The redstoner wasn’t planning to be loud since he didn’t know if Grian was awake again or not, but he still of course complied. He moved closer to the avian before putting a hand on one wing, Grian moving said wing out of the way to see who was there.

“Mumbo. A- How are the bots?”

“They’ve gone to bed. They seem like they’ll be fine.” Mumbo replied in a soft voice. “You can go back to what you were doing, I just wanted to let you know so you weren’t worried.”

“N-no, it’s fine. I… Hey Tommy, why don’t you show off your base.” When Tommy looked like he might refuse, Grian spoke again. “Please?”

“Alright, but not my fault if a war starts up!”

That earned a smile from the avian. “Wouldn’t have it any other way. Remember to bring scaffolding with you. I’m sure you can find some in the chests in the basement.”

“You mean the storage system, or the fucking chest monster.” Grian smirked an evil little grin. “Fuck you. Alright come on you two. You gotta see Cobble Tower.”

The two other SMP members each gave Grian a look of sympathy before going down the ladder behind Tommy. He led them down to the fireplace that was centering the main hall, but specifically to one side of it. “Alright, this is the quick way up and down.” The teen opened some trap doors revealing some sort of donut-shaped object. “There’s one on the other side, but this is the elevator or whatever the heck Zed called it. You sort of lie down in it like this.” Tommy climbed in, lying down in the small structure. “Then you just hit that button and-“

Redstone activated and suddenly Tommy was lowering out of view. He quickly pointed towards the other side of the fireplace before pulling his arm in so it didn’t get crushed. It took a few moments, but an identical mechanism appeared there, ready for Tubbo or Phil to get into. Tubbo was the first to get in and was soon following behind Tommy. Philza, on the other hand, took more time getting situated, trying to be careful of his wings so they wouldn’t get caught or pinched on anything. He was mostly sure it would be fine since this was Grian’s place and he was an avian, but at the same time, the hardcore player could never be too sure.

When he reached the bottom, Tubbo was busy freaking out over all the items filling the chests. And there were plenty of them. There seemed to be a storage system lining the room, but also plenty of extra chests strewn about. “Hey, Philza Minecraft! Help us look for scaffolding, or at the very least some bamboo and string!”

The avian rolled his eyes before helping the pair, the three of them gathering enough for each of them to have at least two stacks. From there he led them out of the mansion’s basement and around the back of it in the direction of his own base. “Okay, so I haven’t been here as long as the other guys, so my tower is still in progress, but it’s got a couple floors. I mainly stay at the hobbit hole that’s back the other way.”

Both of the SMP members expected to just see a pillar made of cobble, but instead, standing tall in the distance, was a mostly completed tower that looked like it belonged to part of a larger castle that was nowhere in sight.

“Mate what the fuck is that?” Phil stared at the tower. There was no way that was Tommy’s. Or at the very least, he hadn’t built it. He had been close to Grian and they had all just been at Grian’s mansion which was a feat on it’s own. Obviously the avian had been building this for Tommy.

“I said we were going to my tower. And that’s it.” Tommy gestured to the tower before he continued talking. “I gathered all the cobble myself but bought a lot of the wood. Yeah some of it I got myself and I got gifts here and there, but I got a pretty good business venture so paying for it is easy.”

“Business venture?” Tubbo asked.

“Yeah. Speaking of which, I think Bdubs said the shop was empty so I’ll need to refill. Once I show you guys around, I’ll probably fly over to do that.”

“Could I come with you?”

Tommy paused to look at his friend. “I don’t think that’s a good idea Big T. Everyone’s at the shopping district like all the time, and they fly everywhere too. They aren’t all avians like Phil and Big G, and they don’t use tridents all that often, so instead it’s elytra, and those use fireworks to work. I don’t know how you’ve been since I left, but I’m guessing you and fireworks still aren’t on the best of terms.”

Tubbo crossed their arms. “I can use fireworks when I need to. You know that.”

“Yeah, you can use them fine, but you get jumpy when other people use them.”

Before Tubbo could respond, a voice from further ahead piped up. “Hey Tommy my man! Who’re your friends?”

“Hey Ren!” Tommy ran over to his neighbor. “This is my dad and my friend Tubbo. They’re sort of visiting.”

“Nice to hear.” Ren lowered his sunglasses slightly to look at the visitors. “I’m sure X knows about them?”

“Yeah, I sorta got half kidnapped while hanging with Grian and they followed us back.”

Ren inhaled sharply with a wince, his ears folding back as well. “Oof, how bad did Grian scare them?”

“Phil got freaked out cause he did some shit to piss off Watchers in the past.” Tommy smirked while Philza rolled his eyes. “He kinda tried taking me back again as well as the bots. I seriously thought Grian might kill him until Grum kinda shouted at us.”

“Yikes, how bad did it get for him to do that?”

“We kinda kept interrupting him while he was trying to tell us something important.” Ren winced again from that comment. “Fortunately it helped calm things down a little in the violence department.”

“And in the other departments?”

Tommy pulled Phil over closer to Ren. “So Phil isn’t just my dad.”

Ren nodded. “Yeah, you said you had some brothers.”

“Yeah, he’s also Grian’s dad.”

Again, Ren nodded. “Okay, yeah that-” the wolf hybrid completely froze. “Grian’s dad?! But he’s your dad!”

“Yup.”

“But also Grian’s?!”

“Yeah.”

“So the two of you are-”

“Brothers, yup.”

“You know this explains so much my dude.” Ren ran his fingers through his hair as he stared at the avian with his new knowledge. “Who else knows?”

“Right now, Xisuma and Mumbo. Haven’t really gotten the chance to tell many others.”

Ren nodded in understanding. “Does this mean you two aren’t coming to triple H?”

At this point Tubbo finally spoke up. “What’s that? And also it’s nice to meet you. Tommy said your name was Ren?”

“Yup, Ren Diggity Dawg at your service. And it’s Hermits Helping Hermits. We try to meet up once a week to help out one hermit.”

“You say that, but we haven’t even done it once yet Ren.” Tommy piped up, making Ren frown.

“Well that’s how it’s going to work. Hey, if you want, these two could come along.”

“I dunno. There would probably be lots of flying.” Tommy shrugged before slightly gesturing towards Tubbo.

“Tommy! I don’t need you acting so concerned for me! A few fireworks aren’t going to freak me out! Plus aren’t there unlimited lives here? Even if I do die I’ll just come back!”

Before Tommy could say anything in response, Tubbo took the elytra that were on Tommy’s back and put them on their own back. Ren seemed to be on Tubbo’s side, because he handed them some blank fireworks. He immediately lit one, which made them flinch just a little, but the next one didn’t cause them to have the same reaction. The only problem was while he was using the fireworks, he wasn’t getting into the air at all. “Uh, how exactly do these work?”

Tommy looked like he wanted to shout, but Ren spoke up before the teen could. “Elytra wings open up on descent, so you have to jump first. I’d say we get you some platform to test with before you try launching from the ground itself. Not even every hermit can do that right since you need to hit the sweet spot. Tommy’s pretty good at it though, but he’s got a good teacher.”

Tommy just rolled his eyes when Tubbo and Ren looked over at him. “Grian doesn’t use elytra, he uses his fucking wings.”

“He had to relearn how to fly in season six when he was still hiding his wings.” Ren pointed out and Tommy rolled his eyes again, though the sentence had caught Phil’s attention.

“Why was he hiding his wings?”

“Someone’s in parent mode.” Ren chuckled, which caught Phil slightly off guard. “I’ve heard that same tone plenty of times from X. Usually around the full moon.”

“Wait, so are you-”

“Werewolf, yeah. I know, most people just assume hybrid, and I kinda am. Anyway, to answer your question, he had apparently already gotten used to it in his older worlds. Even hanging around other hybrids didn’t help. He just had them hidden for so long that his standard was no wings. Iskall was the one to really get him with his wings out.”

“Iskall is Mumbo’s sibling, right?”

“Nah, unless we have another case of a surprise family connection. They had a business venture with Grian and Mumbo last season and the three have been really close ever since. They’re not officially related, but at this point they’re essentially all family.”

“I see, well what did he do?”

“They made a shop for hiring them as a hitman since they did that in the past. Someone ordered one on Grian and he got a plan ready and everything, but it involved outflying Iskall.”

“Good to know. I’ll have to meet with them at some point.” Phil nodded and Ren gave a barely noticeable wink at the avian correcting himself.

“Well, I’m sure I've held you guys up enough. If Tommy gives you any more trouble with flying, just shoot me a message.” Ren looked at Tubbo with his second comment, then he waved goodbye and headed off the other way.

Over the course of the next hour and a half, Tommy briefly showed off his tower, but for the most part it was Tubbo learning how to fly with elytra. Tommy was giving out pointers, but mostly was just freaking out whenever Tubbo did something that seemed even slightly concerning. Phil was doing his best to give tips, but wasn’t completely sure how elytra worked seeing as how he was used to just his own wings and hadn’t had access to elytra since they had been damaged.

By the end of the hour, Tubbo was flying pretty well, and Tommy was following nearby. When he had first gotten into the air, it had made Tubbo jolt, but before long, he had gotten acclimated to the firework’s initial sound with no following explosion. Tommy also ended up getting out a third pair of elytra for Philza to try. It wasn’t enchanted like the ones Tubbo wore or the backups on Tommy’s back, but it would do fine for a quick trip to the shopping district.

“Alright, you can explore the place as much as you want as long as you don’t go stealing anything. Otherwise I’ll have to pay for it.”

“You? Telling us not to steal?”

Tommy crossed his arms. “Yeah, no one does that here. I did a bit at the start, but you don’t really fucking need to. Even if you could just pay for shit at the shops, if you really need something, someone’s gonna show up to help you out.”

“Got it.” And with that the three of them flew over the ocean and to the island in the middle of it all. The place was littered with builds that surprised Phil and Tubbo. “These are all just shops?!”

“Yeah. You saw how big Big G’s mansion is. Just about everyone works at that scale. Even if they don’t fucking need to. You get used to it after a bit, it’s why my place is so big. You’d lose your minds if you saw Cub’s place.”

“I don’t even want to know mate.” Phil replied as they landed, sounding slightly exasperated at the thought.

“Right, well that’s my place over there.” Tommy pointed to a shop that looked more like a skyscraper and was near a number of similar buildings. “Most of the land in the actual shopping district is claimed, but Aquwu town still has lots of property.”

“What the fuck did you just say?”

“Aquowo.”

“Stop.”

“Aquwayway.”

“What’s the place actually called?” Tubbo piped up, making Tommy stop the joke.

“Just Aqua Town, but no one pronounces it like that. Even Scar, and he built the place. He normally calls it Aque Town.”

“I’ll be using that.”

“Suit yourself.” Tommy then walked towards his building. “You guys take the diamonds out and I’ll restock the place, okay? You can even keep a few of the diamonds.”

There were some nods of agreement and the trio went inside. Tommy put down his shulker boxes filled with stock as Tubbo opened the first chest, eyes going wide at the amount of diamonds in them. “There’s twenty-seven diamonds in this chest!”

Phil looked up surprised before looking in another chest. “This one too.”

“Well they said the place was all sold out.” Tommy responded as he opened up one of the shulkers and started pulling stacks of cobble out of it.

The avian noticed just what Tommy was grabbing and stared at it. “Mate, are you actually selling cobble for diamonds?”

Tubbo’s head whipped around to look away from the chest where he too saw Tommy pulling out cobble. “Not just cobble. There’s that, normal stone, andesite and granite.”

“And they buy that?”

“Yeah, at first I thought it was out of pity, until one day I got there to stock up and Bdubs was in there and was happy I was there. They all like building, but when they mine, none of the hermits bother to pick up all the stone since they normally fill their inventories with anything else and let the rest disappear. I make sure to go down with plenty of chests and put everything away, so when they need stone and shit, I’m the one they buy from.”

From there, Tommy and the other two stocked the shop. No hermits showed while they stocked, but one did show up just as they were leaving, Tubbo jumping back a little as the two of them nearly ran into each other, the wide eyed look of the hermit adding to the surprise. “Hey Keralis. Just stocked up so you’re good to go.”

“Why spank you Tommy. Who are your friends?”

“Tubbo and my dad Phil.”

“Will they be staying long?”

“Yeah, but Big G’s got them covered with housing.”

“Ah, Brian does have a good place indeed. But if they need a place to stay, I have plenty of room.”

“Almost too much. They’d be like me the first time I saw your place.”

“All the more reason for them to visit!”

“Right, see ya later.” Tommy followed behind Tubbo and Phil who had already slowly gotten ahead. He pulled out his comm and sent a message to Grian and Mumbo about where they were and where they were heading. Mumbo sent a reply that they would be coming over there soon with the bots, and Tommy put his comm away again. “Alright, I have a bit of land on a different part of the island, but it’s not really a shop. It’s more something I sort of brought over from the SMP.”

Tommy led them through the roads before they reached another area near the shore. Sand had terraformed the nearby land and various tables and chairs and other items were all over the place. But right next to the shoreline was a familiar piece of furniture that had Tubbo tearing up just a little. “You built the bench.”

“Yeah. Made it feel more like home sometimes. The rest of it is based on the beach party I held back in exile.”

Tubbo flinched slightly and looked down at the ground. Tommy was slightly confused and looked at Philza, who just gave a slight nod and wandered off. Once he was gone, Tommy led his friend over to the bench. “What’s up Big T?”

“Your… Your beach party. I- I’m sure you had fun.”

“Not really. Didn’t go the way I planned. Especially since you weren’t there.”

“I didn’t think you wanted me there. I never-”

“I sent an invitation, Tubbo. Ghostbur was supposed to give everyone in L’Manberg an invitation. But no one came. I thought it was cause you all fucking hated me. I mean, I did kinda ruin everything. I remember how mad you were.”

“Tommy…”

“I still thought that when I got here. Starting making friends out of spite instead of because I needed them. But then they made me realize some things. I don’t… Ghostbur wasn’t the most reliable, so I thought maybe he just didn’t manage to get the invitations out. But Grian said since Dream was messing with me the whole time I was there, he probably did something. Made sure you didn’t come.”

“Really? He’s been helping out. With you gone he’s become an ally to L’manberg.”

Tommy essentially growled in response to those words. “He’s not a fucking ally to anyone. He plays mind games and fucks everything up. He lies and tries to make you trust him so he can stab you in the back later. He was trying to make it so I’d only trust him. Unless you’re saying he told the truth when you immediately burned your compass for me.”

Tubbo’s hand immediately moved to hold where he had kept his compass, but it stopped midway there. “I… No. I kept it with me all the time.”

“Kept?”

Tubbo started tearing up a little before forcing the tear back. “I sort of got killed by a creeper and the explosion or something destroyed it. Tommy… I’m so sorry. I didn’t want to lose it. I didn’t want to lose you. But-”

Tubbo was cut off from Tommy hugging him. “It’s fine Big T. We lived in a fucked up place, and now we don’t have to. It’ll be you and me again. I’ll build you a tower for yourself. I’ll-”

A loud sound suddenly rang out along with an explosion. A second and third pair of the noises quickly followed. Tommy and Tubbo jumped up from the bench and looked towards the source of the noises to find three withers in the middle of the shopping district.

“What the fuck?! Why are those there?!” Tommy was immediately pulling out his comm and sending a message in the main chat.

Tubbo, on the other hand, squinted as something that seemed to be standing behind the boss monsters. They quickly shot open as he realized what he was seeing. “Technoblade?”

#hermit!tommy au #hermit!tommy #grian #watcher!grian #avian!Grian #grian xelqua #tommyinnit #philza #tubbo #rendog #mumbo jumbo #grumbot #jrumbot #YHS #tw suicide

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lonelyboxpet · 3 years

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little wolf

chapter nine: the pet shop

cw: mentioned past whump, loads of fluff, Pet being so cute your heart might bust, past conditioning, muzzling, fear of abandonment

also Pet finally gets a name in this one!!

tagging: @whumpthisway @carolinethedragon @thehurtsandthecomfurts @oracle-of-maybe @cupcakes-and-pain @whumpzone @shiningstarofwinterfun @thingsthatgo-whump-inthenight @profesional-idiocy @flower-whump

Javier still hasn't given the wolf a name.

But Pet didn't seem to mind - it always looked like it was gonna melt when he called it "little one" or praised it, or just softly petted it. It still flinched every time he extended a hand, but it usually pressed its head into it afterwards. Well, he wasn't sure if it meant that little one was adjusting to him, or that it had just been taught to do so, but it felt nice anyways.

He found out that it was a female, well, probably a female. When he learned that, he started calling her "she". Pet seemed confused about it at first, but adjusted after some time. And after being called a "good girl" for the first time, she almost started weeping with joy. Javier was slowly teaching her to use her voice more, which always made her all anxious and terrified, but she tried her best to please him.

But it apparently wasn't good enough, she thought with her heart sinking when she saw what Master had in his hand.

,,I promise I'll take it off as soon as I can," said Master and held out the muzzle, ,,but we're going out today and sadly, you gotta wear this. If you want to, you can stay at home, but I would be glad if you came with me."

Pet softly whined. Of course it- she, she corrected herself, Master said it was a she - wanted to go with Master, it doesn't matter if she had to wear a muzzle, she´ll go with Master anywhere he wants.

Master's hands carefully slipped the muzzle on and secured it in place, making sure it's not too tight. She could still open its mouth slightly, to breathe, to whine, to … to talk, only if Master wants that, of course. He also put on her collar and a leash, checked if he hadn't forgotten anything, and they headed out.

Some people we're staring at Pet, obviously, but it wasn't that bad, especially if she lowered and pressed her wings into her sides, clinging to Master's leg like a shadow. They walked a few blocks, until Master stopped at a bus stop. His warm fingers brushed against Pet's fur and she pressed her head into his palm.

,,You're being so good," he praised her. ,,Now we're gonna take the bus. Just keep behaving as you do, alright? I trust you, little one, you can do this."

Pet nodded earnestly, but her stomach clenched. She never rode a bus before. What if she fuckes up? What if Master gets mad at it because she won't do as well as he wants? What if he just leaves it somewhere in this city and gets rid of it and it would have to live on the streets until someone has enough mercy to end its suffering and hit it with a car-

,,Look, the bus is here."

Pet flinched, snapping out of her thoughts. The bus stopped in front of them, a few people got out, and then Master pulled the leash to make her move. She got up quickly and shakily followed Master's steps.

He bought the tickets and hummed a quick "thank you" towards the driver, and then he started to walk through the confined corridor to find a seat. Pet accidentally brushed against someone and flinched away quickly, waiting for a hit that never came. Master climbed onto a seat and patted his leg, then pointed down to his feet. Pet hurried to obey, curling up under the seats, trying to make herself as small as possible.

The ride probably wasn't that long, but for Pet it seemed like ages. Finally, Master softly nudged it. ,,Hey little one, we're here."

The bus stopped and Javier got up, Pet at his heels. They got off and Pet looked around anxiously, her nose trembling as she sniffed all the new smells.

,,You were so good," smiled Master and he took off his headphones, leaving them around his neck, ,,was it too scary?"

Pet knew she shouldn't lie, but Master probably wanted to hear that the ride was alright, even though her heart was still racing from anxiety. She gulped and decided to risk it. She nodded shakily.

Master laughed and scratched her neck, smiling. ,,Well, you still did a great job, little one," he praised her and Pet purred softly. ,,Now, let's go."

Pet followed him, wondering what he wants to do and where are they going. Master stepped into some shop, holding the door for Pet to come in too, and she quickly slipped in. It smelled like leather, hay and dog food in here. There were cages and dog beds of all sizes, leashes hanging on the wall, bags of feed for all sorts of animals, regals with toys… Pet chirped in surprise and Master softly chuckled.

,,That's right, buddy."

He allowed her to shyly scurry over to the toy aisle. Pet carefully sniffed over the regals, looking in awe at all those chewing toys, squeaky ones, plushies and many more. Master couldn't help but chuckle a bit. She looked like a four-year-old in a toy shop.

,,You can pick whatever you want," he told her softly. ,,And how many you want. Well, I mean, don't make me buy this whole aisle for you, but, you know."

Pet looked at him with genuine tears in her eyes, wide and surprised and so full of gratitude. She quietly whined and softly nudged his leg with her muzzle, purring. He chuckled.

Pet wandered along the aisle and looked at all these toys, still in awe that she can really pick anything. She seemed interested in the squeaky ones, until she found out that they're really loud. She jumped up in the air, startled at the noise, and hurried to hide behind Master's legs, watching the squeaky rubber chicken with bristled fur and raised feathers, and Javier could laugh his ass off and thank gods he got it on a video.

It seemed that she really liked the plushies. One, a blue rabbit with soft plushy fur and a button nose, apparently really caught her eye, and Javier was prepared to buy it although it was a bit pricey, but then she noticed a box next to the aisle and went to look at it curiously. Javier raised his eyebrows and followed her.

The box had a sign on it that said "used toys - $1 each". It contained one broken squeaky duck, a ripped chewing toy, two old chewed up tennis balls and one smudgy, battered-looking plushie. It was supposed to be a sheep, Javier guessed, light blue and white, with a pink bow around its neck. One eye was missing and a piece of stuffing was showing through a tear in its stomach. Pet softly sniffed it, nudging it with its muzzle. Javier raised his eyebrows.

,,You sure?" he asked. ,,It's not in the best state, I would say. Don't you want a new, good one instead?"

Pet looked at him, nervously wrapping her tail around her legs, and then she forced herself to say the thought that popped in her head.

,,W- Well… N- Neither was- was I, am I r- right, M- Master? And- And you still… still kept m-me… right?"

Javier slowly breathed in through his nose and leaned back, smiling slowly.

,,That's true, little one," he nodded and ruffled her fur. ,,You're absolutely, absolutely right." Pet watched him anxiously.

,,So, this one?"

Pet beamed when he reached into the box and pulled the sheep out. She wagged her tail and tried to lick his hand in excitement. Thank you, thank you, thank you, she wanted to scream, but her throat was too tight. But Master figured out what she was trying to say and chuckled.

,,You're welcome, little one."

Pet softly took the toy and happily chirped, her tail wagging like crazy. Javier couldn't help but grin.

,,Now, to the collars," he ordered and brushed her back. ,,You gotta get a new one."

Pet trotted at his heels, her eyes fixed at the toy Javier tossed in the bag.

Javier stopped by the aisle, looking at all the different kinds of collars. The black, leather ones caught his eye. They looked nice and simple, sturdy, but not too heavy. He picked out one, with a silver tag attached to it, and looked at Pet. ,,What do you think, little one?” he asked.

Pet tilted her head and gave him a nod, wagging her tail. He grinned and ruffled her fur.

,,Good girl. Let´s get the tag and then we can go and pick some treats for you as well.”

He walked over to the machine to get the name imprinted on the tag and then he stopped awkwardly, remembering he still haven´t given Pet a name. He ran a hand through his hair. Fuck. He turned around at Pet, chuckling slightly.

,,Yeah, um… Any name suggestions?”

Pet softly nudged his hand. That probably meant that he was supposed to pick it out himself. Fuck, he sighed in his head again and took out his phone, ready to scroll through a damn name generator or something like that, when he noticed he had a message from Tee. He opened it.

Hey, have u named the wolf yet? I have a few suggestions, if you wont mind.

Dude, you´re an angel. I´m currently in the pet shop trying to figure out what to put on the nametag.

yeah, that sounds like u, idiot. anyways, here are a few cool names.

Javier sighed in relief when he saw the huge paragraph of names that Tee sent him. They were mostly something space-related, but also a few ones in Latin and some inspired by Greek, Norse, Roman and Egyptian mythology. He crouched next to Pet, scratching her neck with one hand, and scrolled through the suggestions.

He seriously considered naming her Fenrir, but it didn´t fit right, considering that Pet was the least intimidating winged wolf you´d ever meet. Most of the names were names of the stars, and he really liked those. He softly muttered the best ones under his breath to try them out.

,,Rhea… That sounds good… Polaris? Nah… Stella? Do you look like some basic ass white girl? Pfft… Oh, Sirius could do… Or maybe Altair? Altair…” He looked at Pet and scratched under her chin, watching her slightly close her eyes and tilt her head. ,,Altair… I like that one. What do you think, little one? Could you be Altair?”

Pet softly chirped, purring slightly, holding her new plushie with one paw protectively. Her ears flicked. She looked nervous, yes, but happiness was more visible. Altair. Yeah. That suited her.

,,Well, I hope people won´t think I named you after that dude from Assasin´s Creed,” Javier joked and got up, stretching his legs. ,,Let´s get the name tag printed.”

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junkratsloverat · 3 years

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22 and Cullen from the kiss prompts? (toogay)

22. a kiss that is leading to more, but is interrupted by a third party

this is such a cute idea, tysm @toogayforthistoday!! :3 sorry for taking so long, i got distracted by the ovw event and getting the new emote for jamie lol

i’ve had a college au in my head for a long time now, and this is the first time i’ve written for it; hopefully it’s ok sjkdhfsldfs

length: 8563 characters ; 1570 words

warnings: gets a little steamy ｜−・;） nothing explicit tho!

[ more kisses! ]

“...it’s 72, love.”

“Right, that’s what I said.”

“You wrote 82.”

“No I didn- yeah I did. Dammit.” I mumbled, fixing the mistake. “Why did I do that?”

Cullen shrugged, leaning over to rest his head on my shoulder. “Come on. What’s the next one?”

I glanced at the clock beside my bed. We’d been trying to put a dent in my math homework for a solid three hours, but it didn’t feel like any of it was sticking, even with Cullen’s best efforts. Granted trying to study on my bed with our backs against the wall may not have been the best place to try, but my dorm had the quiet of a library without the social anxiety of studying around other people. For a few more hours, anyway.

I sighed, tucking the finished worksheet inside my notebook and hesitantly taking out the next one. “Do we have to do another one?”

He considered it, but eventually nodded. “Yeah. One more. But if you promise that we’ll finish the rest tomorrow, it can be the last one. Is that fair?”

“Okaaay...” I rolled my eyes, which got me a Glare. “Whaaat? I told you I hate this stuff.”

“It’s still important.” He chided, gently elbowing my side.

“For you, sure. But I’m majoring in art stuff, I ain’t gonna need this.”

“But what if you did?”

“...theeeen my super sweet boyfriend would come help me?”

He laughed, but immediately turned an adorable shade of pink. “Focus, you. A-and don’t look at me like that! Your puppy eyes are unfair.”

“Psh — have you seen yours?” I asked, hoping to cover up the heat I felt rushing to my face. “You could get the biggest monsters in the Fade to-”

Cullen planted a chaste kiss to my cheek, cutting that train of thought before it could get anywhere. “Focus. We’re almost done.”

“R-right!” I nodded, taking a deep breath. “Focusing. Gotcha.”

He grinned, kissing my temple. “That’s my girl. You’ve got this; just remember what I taught you.”

Right. Because I was 100% listening the entire time, and never got distracted by how cute you are. Not once.

“...why are you staring at me? Is everything ok?”

I nodded, despite knowing my face was turning a brighter shade of red. “Uh huh. Peachy.”

He smirked, eyeing me curiously. “Would a kiss for every correct answer be better motivation?”

The speed at which I turned back to my work and started scrawling numbers down on what was left of my scratch paper must’ve been enough of an answer — thankfully, since I wasn’t sure if I could give him a verbal ‘yes’ without my voice going up an octave and looking like a bigger dork than usual. Cullen’s head came to rest on my shoulder again as he watched, gently nudging me or clearing his throat when I’d mix up my numbers. It would’ve been peaceful, if I didn’t have to do math the entire time...

It took me close to an hour, but the relief that flowed through me as I passed my notebook to Cullen after I’d finished... almost made it worth it. Watching him go through my answers helped, too — his confused head tilt was almost like a puppy’s, and his occasional looks of surprise were super cute, too.

“Sooo... how’d I do?”

He hesitated. “Do you want the good news first? Or the bad news?”

“Uh... bad?”

“You still missed five of them-” I groaned, burying my face in his arm “-but I think I know why you did.”

Thankfully, the revision process was much quicker than my original try. Would what he taught me stick this time? It’s debatable, but I wouldn’t put much money on it.

“Wait, was that the good news?” I asked after we finished fixing everything. “That you knew what part I got so hung up on?”

Cullen shook his head. “It was that you had the other 25 right. But now that we fixed them, you got all 30.”

“...riiiight.”

We sat in silence for a minute as I put my books in my bag and tossed it back to its resting space by the end of my bed. When my attention turned back to Cullen, he was still watching me — smiling, but also like he was waiting for something.

“...what?”

He pouted and tossed one of the plushes from my pillows at me, making us both laugh. “Do you want your 30 kisses or not?”

“OH. Right. I, uh...”

“Forgot?”

“Not ‘forgot!’ I just... was so focused on my homework that-”

“That you forgot.” He giggled. “Maker’s breath — how would you remember anything without me?”

“I never did,” I admitted, motioning to the perfectly-made bed across the room. “Ask Josie.”

Cullen shook his head, but he was still smiling. “Come here.”

I scooted closer to him, resting against the wall again. I started to cross my legs, but he sat up on his knees and planted himself in my lap before I could. We almost bumped foreheads as his hands landed against the wall behind me, turning us both a nice shade of red.

“Are we still... good?” I asked hesitantly, tilting my head. “’cause I’m still good. Are you? Still, uh...”

His face softened, smiling as he cupped my cheek and caressed it with his thumb. “Y-yeah. Just a bit... flustered, that’s all.”

“Ok, cool. Me too.” I giggled, subconsciously resting against his hand. “Should I, like... count these, or...”

He nodded, brushing my hair away from my face and kissing my forehead, peppering a few more down the side of my face.

“Right, ok. So that’s one, two, three...”

“See?” He grinned, kissing my nose. “You are good at math.”

I snorted. “Dude, I wish. Five- that counted for five, right?”

“Uh huh.” He cupped my face with both hands, giving my lips a brief kiss. “And that’s six.”

He quickly pressed his lips to mine again, only pulling away long enough for me to say the next number before drawing me in for another kiss. One of his hands slowly worked its way behind my head, the other guiding my hands to his shoulders, where they probably should’ve been the entire time.

The kisses kept getting longer, leaving me less time between them to try and remember what number I was supposed to say next.

“F-fourteen...” I mumbled as he pulled away from my face to trail a few kisses down my neck, “fifffteen—”

“I told you she’d want boba!! Why the hell did you buy bubbles?!” questioned an upset Cassandra from the hallway outside our dorm.

“You called it ‘bubble tea’!” was the muffled response, presumably Sera’s. “What else would I get?”

The whole ruckus caused us both to almost jump out of our skins; Cullen quickly pulled back and stared at me like a panicked deer. “I thought you said they weren’t supposed to be home until later!” he whispered.

I shrugged, whispering the best reply I had. “Maybe it is later?”

“Hannah!!”

“I’m sorry! My blood ain’t exactly rushin’ to my brain right now!”

“It’s alright, I bought enough for all of us.” Josie piped up from outside, the group’s voices getting louder as they reached our front door. “Could one of you get the door open for me? And, Sera, you know you can’t drink actual bubbles... don’t you?”

“Pfft! Only if you’re too scared to try.”

“Ah, mercy-” I mutter, trying to reach for my bookbag, forgetting I’d tossed it to the floor.

Cullen shook his head, grabbing a textbook from his backpack, which he thankfully hadn’t thrown across the room... unlike me. “We can use one of mine!”

“Aye, lovebirds! We brought worms!” Sera announced from the next room, giggling to herself.

Cassandra groaned. “She means we brought food!”

“Huh. Nest looks empty. Reckon they’re still here?”

“They have to be,” Josie replied, sitting down whatever she’d been carrying. “Hannah would’ve texted us if they left.”

Cullen and I were still scrambling to look like we were studying while the footsteps outside kept getting louder. We barely had sat down beside each other again before Sera knocked twice and opened the door. “They’re back here!!” she yelled over her shoulder before looking us up and down and giggling again. “Lookin’ real warm and cozy, too.”

“You’re supposed to wait after you knock,” Josie reminded her gently, stepping through the doorway. She didn’t say anything at first, but the smirk on her face gave away that we cut it real close. “How’s the studying going?”

“It’s good!” I answered a bit too quickly, making Cullen elbow my side. “Real — ow — really good. Got all my math right and everything, heh...”

“Did you now? Is that why you’re using Cullen’s criminology book?”

He nodded. “She’s... helping me now! S-so it balances out.”

“Alright.” Sera cut in, grinning. “Then why’s it upside down?”

“I- uh-”

“W-well... we were, um...”

Cassandra had joined the jury now, leaning against the doorframe and sipping from her own boba cup. I caught her gaze, mentally pleading for help, but she just shrugged. “Don’t let me interrupt you.”

I turned to Cullen, hoping to find some kind of answers there, but his face was redder than a sunset, and he was biting on the end of a stray pencil he’d picked up from somewhere — looking to me for the exact same thing.

There was no easy way for us to get out of this one.

#answered #jl.fic #starseed #au: win the fight and go out for pizzas #tysm for this! :3 #i think this is the longest thing ive written for fun in years lol #posting at 2am bc im afraid tumblr will eat this if i dont owo;;#hopefully it doesnt tho!#anon #toogayforthistoday

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shikai-the-storyteller · 4 years

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WFC: Siege watch!

Part 1: Episodes 1, 2, and 3

[Part 2] (Linking because Tumblr isn’t even showing the post on my blog or on my dash 🙄)

As a side note: every single person in this fandom is horrible at tagging their spoilers, you guys really need to do a better job at that because I’ve got a bunch of blockers on and I was STILL almost spoiled multiple times. Come on you guys...it literally came out today, be better about this.

Alright going to try and keep expectations low because I feel like the target audience for this is G1 dudebros who take a series about transforming cars way too seriously, but I’m still cautiously optimistic because a friend vetted for the dudes working on this show so WE”LL SEE

Episode 1

Aw man there’s only 6 episodes??? Bummer, I wonder if they’re already working on Season 2 or if they’re going to see how this does and let it die in the water if it’s not popular enough.

Things I know going in: Skyfire / Jetfire is in this, Megatron has big lips, and Elita is in it. That’s literally it, I’ve managed to avoid spoilers thusfar (though a few of the promo images implied Skyfire’s a Decepticon, so you KNOW that’s gonna break bad eventually)

WHEELJACK Wednesday THURSDAY

OH MYG OSH IS THAT SKYWARP??? EXPECTATIONS ARE NOW SKY-HIGH

The transformation sequences look so reminiscent of those stop-motion videos people do of their Transformer toys transforming. This isn’t a dig at the animation style, I think that’s rather charming and I wonder if it’s intentional.

Wow Bumblebee sounds like a jerk. I’m instantly on-edge, please don’t make all the characters ~hyper-masculine mean guys who don’t know how to have fun or talk about their emotions~

“The Autobots aint paying you for attitude” YOU TELL HIM WHEELJACK

Yooo Velocitron exists!

Ahh so Bumblebee IS just a mercenary, not an Autobot

OHOHO HERE”S JETFIRE

Wow Jetfire you’re really going the bad dude route huh

Ayyyyyy there’s Starscream

YOOO THERE”S THUNDERCRACKER

Thundercracker I appreciate that you’re using fancy tech to identify wheeljack but his Autobot badge is literally Right There

WTF

WELL THAT DIDN”T LAST LONG HUH...that’s a bit disappointing

OH NVM THAT WASN”T A HEEL-TURN THAT WAS JUST A STRAIGHT UP “I”M THE BOSS” MOVE

huh so they’re making Skyfire the target of Starscream’s desire for power. hmm

WHY ARE YOU GUYS RUNNING JUST TRANSFORM INTO CARS unless they’re too low on energon to do it??

There he is...Mr. Big Lips

Well that’s a surprising take Megatron

Isn’t that Cybertron and Luna 1 in the sky though?? Are they on Cybertron rn or not??

Megatron’s voice is really throwing me off, if it weren’t for his helmet and color I’d really think that was Overlord

ITS TRUCK DAD

OHOHO HE SAID THE THING!!!!

Why does bumblebee have lips too

“What do you know of slavery?” Alright that line did make me go “OHHHH”

“Alpha Trion would be ashamed!” “Of us both, I think” ouch, but nice to see Alpha “Grandpa” Trion back in a series

Megatron PLEASE don’t say “I’m enjoying this, Prime” in that voice while I can hear Optimus groaning in the background

AYYY ELITAAAAAA

Why are the Seekers chasing these guys, who are running on foot, ON FOOT??? CHANGE INTO YOUR DANG ALT MODE

WHEELJACK SWORE

man I’m only like a few minutes in and I’m already bored. I’m going to watch the whole thing, but I feel like this is really lacking soul or personality so far. It very much feels like the script was written by people who aren’t familiar with these characters, so they’re writing them how they EXPECT them to sound, not writing them as they actually are. It’s more than a little disappointing, but this is only the first episode, so I’ll keep going and see if this is consistent throughout the series.

Oh man, just listening to Elita you can tell she was written by a dude. Oof.

There’s the Ark!

Dang everyone’s running low

Jeez Optimus and Elita wouldn’t just walk by all these injured Autobots!

And Optimus wouldn’t brush off his officers!! Agh!!!

YO Ultra Magnus!

Chromia!!!!!

oh my gosh is THAT Red Alert??

Hey where’s Ratchet though

Gosh the writing is so STIFF!!!! I can’t stand this, if I wasn’t a die-hard Transformers fan I would’ve bounced a few minutes ago

It might also be the way the VAs pause between words, please speak normally, these constant pauses between words are frustrating

Ok but where the frick is Soundwave

“His arrogance I actually like” pfft

Annnnd here comes Ultra Magnus to accept the treaty on Prime’s behalf, where he’ll get held hostage and probably wind up beefing it.

Episode 2

SOUNDWAVE!!!! BABY

And Shockwave!!!

YO SKYWARP ACTUALLY GOT A SPEAKING LINE

I want to know where Megatron got all this fabric for those stupid flags and where Ultra magnus got that cloak

Is. Is that Prowl with a weird paint job

Wow bad aim dude

Ultra Magnus you dummy....

Ok but if it was a battle then who were they fighting against???

Wow you’re really just gonna stand there and take that Magnus?

I know they’re on a time-crunch because they only have 6 episodes, but they have to do more to make me care about the characters. I’m inclined to care about them already because I’m familiar with the series and because as a stand-alone, even I’m like “Ok. So?” whenever new problems come up for them. I’m not invested!

Not to compare the two, because I feel like this entire liveblog will turn into a comparative essay, but Cyberverse got me invested in characters within the first episode! They were on an even TIGHTER time-crunch because their episodes were only 10 minutes, and yet they did a great job weaving a tight narrative and making good use of their time to tell a story and have characters charm the audience.

Optimus: Til All Are One Rodimus, coming out of nowhere: TIL ALL ARE ONE

WELL THAT”S NOT THE VOICE I WAS EXPECTING FOR SHOCKWAVE he sounds a bit reminiscent of his TFA version

What does de-rez mean

Ok but that’s assuming that this thing will automatically reprogram them?? Reformatting doesn’t automatically mean someone will turn into a Decepticon!

You know, there’s a lot of talking in the show but the dialogue doesn’t actually say a lot. It doesn’t reveal much about the characters or tell me who they are.

YOOO THERE”S SOUNDWAVE

AUDIO BOOB

It really annoys me that characters always pause after saying “I”. It’s always “I.........[long pause] rest of their sentence.”

what do you mean “Teams” Optimus there’s like 5 of you guys

I love you Soundwave!!!

Whoa wait was that Impactor in the background?

ughHHHHHH I HATE THAT MY BIGGEST PET PEEVE IS “what have you done?” SAID UTTERLY MONOTONE WHEN IT’S NOT EVEN A BIG DEAL!!! YOU CAN”T FLIP THAT LINE OUT WITHOUT ACTUALLY PUTTING IN THE FOOTWORK TO EARN IT!!! AGH!!!

Again, it feels very much like the writers read the wikipedia page for Transformers and maybe the first sentence of each character’s bio page and then wrote the entire script from there. It’s frustrating. I hate being so severe in my reviews because I hate dunking on my fellow writers because they don’t always have final say in what happens, but this is astonishingly poor writing.

Like, I can see what they’re TRYING to accomplish, but it feels like they whiff so badly.

YO IT IS IMPACTOR

oh thats Barricade that’s why I thought that was Prowl

Chromia!!!! My darling!!!! I can’t believe there’s only two girls in this show so far

Oh that’s Cog, I wasn’t sure if that was Beachcomber or what

Nice one Chromia

Oh is that Mirage?

Ugh ANOTHER WRITING PET PEEVE: Constantly having characters start to say something but then then their dialogue gets cut off. It’s fine if it’s once in a while but over and over it’s annoying

I also feel like a lot of the VAs lack...emotion. They don’t emphasize the lines. Like, “Get him into the repair bay” is one example. Depending on how you emphasize certain words in that sentence, you can infer a lot! Emotion, the state of mind of the character, etc. But when it’s delivered in such a bland way, it’s a bit like “ok whatever”, which is how I’m starting to feel about this whole show. This doesn’t go for all the VAs or all lines, but it’s consistent enough that my mind’s wandering.

RAVAGE??? RAVAGE???? RAVAGE?!?!?!??!?!

It was probably Bumblebee.

Not to be nitpicky but it should be “Neither we nor the Autobots”

The idea of reformatting is so stupid!!! It implies that Autobots and Decepticons are inherently different, which is stupid!! It’s so dumb WHY DO YOU GOTTA GO THAT ROUTE IT”S SO STUPID (ESPECIALLY SINCE THEY”RE TACKLING THE TOPIC OF OPPRESSION??? THEY”RE SAYING THEY”RE LITERALLY DIFFERENT SPECIES AND USING IT AS A PLATFORM TO SAY ONE GROUP IS INHERENTLY BETTER THAN THE OTHER. THAT SUCKS)

Episode 3

RATCHET!!!!!!!!!!!!

Lmao love your lipgloss Megatron

Ohh is Ratchet going to fix Impactor??

PROWL??? HE”S SO SHORT

Gosh please, please don’t have humans in this show

lmao Skyfire called Starscream a tool

RATCHET!!! :D

I’d like to see who was on the writing team of this show

Isn’t that Mirage?

YEAH THAT IS MIRAGE

Again with the sentences consistently being cut off....

Is that Sunstorm?

Points to Chromia and Mirage for showing the first bitof personality in this show.

Yooo Ratchet! Oof he’s not chummy with Prime huh

YOO CAMINUS EXISTS TOO

LMAO FEISTY GRANDPA

Oh Mirage come on

Actually no, don’t shut Impactor up he’s right

“I didn’t patch you up just so you could blow a valve here” *snorts*

Wouldn’t it be frickin hilarious if Magnus just popped open a panel and Minimus came out and just dipped outta there

lmao nice lightsaber Jetfire

LMAO “PULL THE TRIGGER MAGNUS”

JEEZ JUST PUNCH HIM RIGHT IN THE FACE WHY DON”T YOU

Ratchet is the ONLY character they’ve given personality in this show so far.

Jeez Mirage cool your jets

Oh for frick’s sake Optimus be cool

Megatron please stop torturing your ex boyfriend

Ok but who did they rise against??? Were there Quintessons in this universe too?

oh come on you guys

Oh boy something tells me Skywarp isn’t going to survive the rest of this episode

Oh jk, Skyfire just let him go. Well alrighty then

I’m not sure how they found the Autobot base, they implied that it was because of Impactor but that doesn’t make sense

This post is getting long so I’m going to spit it between two posts

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TCSE AU Chapter 15:

Ruby had rushed back to the dorm room as soon as that moment had ended. Yang followed in pursuit right after giving Blake a peck on the lips. Their relationship had just been founded, and Yang was very accepting of the fact that Blake had been a Faunus. And though she was completely ecstatic with her new relationship, she had to stay focused and help Ruby. Ruby needed as much support as Yang could provide, and Yang did not plan on failing to deliver.

But the first order of business was what happened in the ballroom.

“Ruby, what happened in there? That was your chance!” Yang immediately pointed out as soon as the dorm door closed.

“I couldn’t do it! Not like that!” Ruby ripped the mask off and pulled out her pony tail. “If I’m gonna kiss her, it has to be honest! No masks, no hiding! She didn’t even know it was me!”

Yang stared blankly. “Are you serious?”

“Dead serious.” Ruby groaned in frustration. She wanted so badly to kiss Weiss, but Weiss wouldn’t have known. Ruby could tell her, but if Weiss didn’t feel the same...

“Hey, Sis, it’s okay,” Yang placed both her hands on her sister’s shoulders and caringly looked into silver eyes. “I’m not mad. I understand that you want your feelings to be honest.”

The two girls checked the clock that sat on the bookshelf by the beds. It read 9:46 pm, which meant there were still less than fifteen minutes before the dance ended and a little under an hour before the delayed curfew would settle in.

“How’d it go with Blake?” Ruby asked as she undid her tie.

“She--I mean--just...wow I have no words. Like she told me she was a Faunus, and I felt like I should’ve been surprised, but I wasn’t. Her ears made her even more attractive. And now we’re girlfriends! Agh, I can’t even describe how it felt! How it feels!”

“Yeah, I could only imagine,” Ruby said, trying to be supportive of her sister.

“Oh...I’m sorry, Rubes. I wasn’t being sensitive of you, I’m really sorry.”

Immediately, Ruby shook her head and smiled. “Oh no, don’t be. I was the one who asked, don’t feel bad.”

Ruby had proceeded to change from her formal wear to something more comfortable and suitable for outdoors. She wore her leather jacket once again, her red t-shirt from earlier, her black jeans, but instead of Converse, she chose her black leather boots. It’d be more painful for Neptune when she kicks him, especially with the solid half-inch heel on the boot.

Now all she could do was wait. The anticipation of something to happen--anything to happen between those two--was killing her. She wanted to go now, she needed to leave, but her fear of hurting Weiss more than Neptune could had held her back.

Those fears had left as soon as 10:30 was displayed on the clock and her scroll. Curfew was in, and Weiss wasn’t back. The seconds turned to minutes, and by the time it was 10:34, Ruby had felt a small pain crushing her wrist. She rolled up her sleeve and saw a bright silver mark in the shape of a hand wrap around her right wrist.

Suddenly, she felt a pang against her back and her shoulders, the wrist pains worsening as both arms were now subjected to this agony. Ruby felt a slap to the face, more pangs and silver marks appearing all over her body. That’s when she realized--

Weiss was fighting him.

Ruby grabbed her helmet, stopping an inch short of the door when Yang called out to her.

“You were really right about him,” Yang said quietly, “weren’t you?”

The young girl didn’t respond directly, only giving an empathetic frown before leaving. She ran as fast as she could through the halls, the silver marks hurting badly as she could feel the tight grasps on her arms and legs. Weiss was doing a remarkable job of fighting back for so long.

Taking out her scroll while running, Ruby tried to reach Weiss. The phone picked up, but she hadn’t expected to hear a different voice on the line.

“Hello?” Ruby spoke.

“Rubes, Weiss left her scroll here! You need to hurry! Go save her, Ruby! She needs you!”

“Will do, Sis.”

Another call was coming in, it was a group call from several of her helpers.

“Ruby, it’s happening! You’re on your way, right?” The voice belonged to Blake.

“I’m on it, I’m already in Beacon’s main clearing.”

Nora’s voice came through next. “WE BELIEVE IN YOU RUBY!!! KICK WATER BOI’S ASS!!”

“We’ll all take our leave and let you settle it once you get there. Good luck, Ruby.” Ren’s calm voice was reassuring to Ruby.

Ruby hung up and ran faster outside, rushing past a few students and to her motorbike. She put on her helmet and turned the key, revving up the vehicle and rolling out immediately.

There was barely any traffic to beat, which Ruby was grateful for. The stop signs were all green, not a single red light in sight. Speeding was the least of her cares right now, the pain intensifying throughout her body. Weiss was getting slammed into walls and the floor.

I need to hurry. I need to hurry. I need to hurry.

Hoping her semblance would help somehow, she tried to boost herself even more. Rose petals flew behind as she revved the bike up even more.

She needs you, Ruby! You need to hurry, you need to hurry, you need to--

A high-pitched scream of agony was released. It was strained, and it was painful to let out, but Ruby couldn’t bare it. Not again.

Weiss’s torture was beginning.

The piercing pain nearly sent her straight into a tree on the sidewalk. She slid and swerved on the road, desperately trying to get back up and steady herself. The pains below only got worse and worse, the horrible memories returning to her mind, surfacing before her eyes.

She needed to shake them off, shake them out of her head. Now wasn’t the time for this, bu the torture was making the task at hand very difficult to focus on.

Ruby moved even faster, the apartment building now in her field of vision. As soon as her bike reached the pavement in front of the building, she got off her bike and took out the key, running quickly inside. From there, she recalled the apartment room she was told and rushed to the stairwell.

Honestly, what kind of a fancy-shmancy apartment doesn’t have a frickin’ elevator?!

The steps kept coming and coming, but she still had plenty of her aura left to supply her semblance. Calling upon it, her body moved hastily up the flights with rose petals falling behind her, making it up to the fourth floor in little time.

Running through the halls, she stopped at apartment 406. She could hear her partner’s screams and cries, Neptune obviously not complying to her desperate pleads. Ruby tried to turn the doorknob while ramming into it with her shoulder, but the door was locked shut. She removed her helmet and tried to thrust it into the lock, but to no avail. Given no other choice, she raised her foot in means to break the door down. Poising her leg, she impelled it below the doorknob, effectively breaking the lock and opening the door.

She scrambled around the apartment to find Weiss, finding her in the master bedroom with Neptune torturing her. Her clothes were ripped to shreds all over the floor, leaving her stark naked.

Weiss looked to Ruby, shocked to see her there at the entrance of the bedroom. Ruby wasted no time in shoving Neptune off of her, pulling Weiss away from him, being careful not to hurt her too much. She was covered in red marks and a few bruises, but thankfully nothing too serious. Running away from the bedroom, Ruby brought Weiss to the main entrance. The brunette removed her jacket and placed it over Weiss’s shoulders, keeping her close to the door of the apartment.

“Go downstairs as quickly as you can and get on my motorbike. It’s parked right out front, you can’t miss it. Take my scroll and call the police, I’ll be down as soon as I can,” Ruby instructed, handing Weiss her helmet. “You’ll need this too. Now go.”

“But what about y--”

“I’ll be fine, just go!” she barked.

Weiss didn’t hesitate, leaving the room immediately. Ruby made her way back to the bedroom to find Neptune with his weapon in hand. He held the electric trident like a spear, his twisted expression sickening Ruby more and more.

Shit, I should’ve brought my weapon.

“You should’ve minded your own business, Rudy. She was going to be mine and you ruined it!”

Ruby growled at him. “You’re fucking sick! And my name is RUBY!!”

She charged at him with speed, dodging his weapon and jabbing at his ribs. He staggered back, leaping at her to attack again. She dodged, a jab to the liver and an uppercut to the chin.

“That hurt. Shall I return the favor?” Neptune push-kicked Ruby in the stomach, leaving her on her knees.

“Perhaps that match wasn’t enough. Remember when I said no mercy? I’m going to finish you.”

Neptune converted his weapon to range attacks, firing the trigger rapidly at Ruby. Each shot was a small dust crystal piercing into her body. Her aura was already hard at work to replace the damaged cells, effectively healing her wounds. But it was already draining as quickly as the first match.

“You know Weiss always asked me why she had to be so rude to you. It was simply because you were better than her. You’re better than anything she could ever amount to, and as soon as you make your mark on this world or some crap like that, she was scared that she’d get left behind. She figured these things on her own, Rose.”

“No, that’s not true!” Ruby roundhouse kicked the man in the face, knocking him back. “She cares, she admire me! She told me herself at the dance!”

“I had a feeling that was you. She only says that for show, she doesn’t truly care for you. She never will because that’s her family. Her family never cared, therefore she will never care. It’s in her blood.”

“I knew it. You’ve been tricking her. I don’t know how the fuck you did it, but she doesn’t deserve this.”

Neptune cackled, forcefully pinning Ruby to the wall. “Pfft, how would you know what she deserves? Her family is literally the worst of the worst. I only care because they’re rich.” He smiled proudly, his greed disgusting Ruby. “And I can get loaded if I get close enough.”

Ruby didn’t struggle to escape, remaining calm and using the technique Yang had taught her for these situations. She pushed him back and lifted her hands up in a guarding stance.

“I don’t care for her money or her family. I know how her family treats people, the life she had to grow up with, the experiences she never got to have because of them. But I don’t take advantage of that and use it against her, a grave mistake you made.” Ruby elbowed Neptune’s jaw. “Her past is not to be violated. Her heart is not to be shattered. And lastly, her virginity is not to be taken away by some selfish bastard who doesn’t understand anything about women. You and all the rapists are the same.”

The blue-haired man was now fuming, charging at Ruby with his weapon in full form again. He managed a few strikes, missed the majority of them. Eventually he got frustrated and dropped his weapon, going straight at Ruby with raised fists and a poor fighting stance.

“Your fucking idiot ruined everything! I’m going to finish you once and for all!” Neptune landed a devastating blow to Ruby’s stomach, the young girl falling in front of him. She grasped her stomach in pain, hearing the psychotic laughter above her.

“I’m gonna fucking finish you now! I’m gonna kill you, Little Girl!”

Ruby didn’t listen, springing up and head-butting his stomach. She kicked his crotch, leaving him disabled for the next moments, giving her the chance to tie him down with whatever she could manage. Using the blankets on the bed, she wrapped them tightly around Neptune’s arms, getting up to leave him.

“You won’t finish me. Nobody will. Because I am a Rose. And I promised someone to be the greatest huntress in history. And I promised myself that Weiss will be everything she wanted to amount to and more.”

As soon as she stepped foot out of the bedroom, Neptune had gotten back up and jumped out the window, landing on the fire escape balcony, unbinding his arms and escaping.

“Shit!” The word slipped out of Ruby as soon as she realized there was one more thing to still worry about. “Weiss!”

With the remnants of her semblance, she used it to rush down the stairs and to the motorbike. Weiss was sitting there with the helmet on, a great relief to Ruby. Hopping onto the bike, she turned the key and successfully turned on the bike, revving it up once more and riding off as fast as she could. Weiss held her tightly from behind to ensure her safety.

He’s now out there. He could come back for us, for Weiss, and there’s no knowing how long it’ll take before the police get him. We can’t go back to Beacon until we know he’s contained.

Ruby looked around desperately for a place of refuge, anywhere they could take shelter for the next few nights. All she could see were convenience stores, hotels with no vacancy, gas stations, and department stores. None of which were what they needed right now.

Within the next few minutes, Ruby had finally found a vacant hotel. A well-rated hotel, one she had gone to before when her family went on vacation years ago. Valian Suites was the best and only option they had, and probably the only one Ruby could afford at the moment.

All the others were full thanks to the national holiday weekend. Driving in and parking her bike, she helped Weiss off and carried her in with a piggyback ride. Walking into the lobby of the hotel, she set her partner down in one of the sofas by a fireplace. Weiss had removed the helmet and held it in her lap as she looked around. The hotel was neat and high quality, but definitely not fancy enough to be too pricey (and match Weiss’s standards of a proper hotel). Ruby walked up to the front desk and greeted the young woman working behind the counter.

“Excuse me, do you happen to have any vacant rooms for the next few nights? My partner and I need a place to stay. I’m willing to pay however much.” As Ruby looked back to Weiss while the woman checked for rooms, she noticed a few of the men in the lobby staring at her.

“BACK OFF, PERVS!”

Ruby’s voice frightened everyone in the small area, including the young woman behind the counter. The men looked away, going back to their original business.

The young girl left the desk for a moment to check on her partner. “Are you doing okay, Weiss? Do you need anything right now?”

Weiss shook her head in response, Ruby nodding back and returning to the counter.

Within a couple of moments, the employee at the desk looked up from her monitor and nodded, handing Ruby a keycard. “Room 342; free breakfast is provided from 6:30 to 9 am. You may pay when you leave.”

Ruby took the card gratefully and bowed her head out of respect. “Thank you so much.”

Walking over to the silverette on the sofa, Ruby took Weiss’s hand and swept her off of her feet to carry her in a bridal hold. They went into the elevator, Ruby pressing the button for the third floor.

“R-Ruby,” Weiss’s voice was very hoarse and quiet, “why are we staying in a hotel?”

“I tried to tie Neptune down, but he escaped through the window and down the fire escape. So until we know he’s arrested and contained, we have to stay away from Beacon and any other place he would know to look for the both of us now.” Ruby sighed out of exhaustion, but she didn’t lose her strength. “Now rest your voice, you don’t want to strain it even further.”

The elevator dinged, signaling that they were now on the third floor. Ruby made her way to their designated room, unlocking the door and placing Weiss on the bed provided. Beside the bed was the bedside table, the couch which Ruby assumed to be a sofa-bed, and a coffee table in front of the TV that sat on the dresser. To the left of the TV was a small dining table, to the right was a counter with glasses and bottles of water as well as a microwave and coffeemaker.

It was cozy, and it was enough to provide for the next few nights.

Glancing at Weiss briefly, Ruby realized she needed to get her new clothes. Thankfully on the drive, she saw a couple of department stores that were still open.

“Weiss, you can go ahead and wash up. Take as long as you need. I’ll go buy you some new clothes,” Ruby said as she took out her keys. Weiss handed Ruby her helmet. “We can talk later if you want.”

“P-Please hurry back, Ruby. Don’t l-leave me alone.” Weiss was about to remove the leather jacket until Ruby stopped her.

“You can hang onto this for now. I’ll be fine, I promise. It’ll only be a few minutes. Go ahead and take your shower.”

As Ruby left the room, she outside and realized another small problem. If she were to pay for Weiss’s clothes, she wouldn’t have enough to pay for the hotel. And the only department stores open at this time were the really pricey ones, the top franchises. She couldn’t ask Weiss to pay for it, that just wasn’t right. Blake wasn’t the best choice either, she really didn’t want to seem rude. Maybe Yang could help...

Taking out her scroll, she thought it’d be worth a shot. The phone dialed for a few moments, the other line picking up suddenly.

"Rubes, are you alright? How’s Weiss?”

“I’m fine, Weiss is doing okay, and I need to ask you a favor.”

“What’s the word, Little Bird?”

Ruby sighed, explaining how Neptune escaped and the details leading up to this moment. “...the clothes would really be an impact to my supply, so I need a little bit of help to pay for the stay.”

There was a small moment of silence from the other line.

“Hmmm...”

“It’s okay if you can’t, Yang, I just thought--”

"Say no more, Lil Sis. Big Sister Yang has your back and is willing to pay for however long you stay!”

“Yang, are you serious right now?”

“I am dead serious right now.”

In that moment, Ruby nearly teared up, not knowing how to handle the situation without crying in gratefulness. “Yang, I can’t ask that much of you.”

She heard a small chuckle on the other line. “No, you can’t, but I’ll tell you what: since it’s nearly Christmas, take this as an early Christmas gift. Besides, you just went through a lot. You should take this time to relax and take care of Weiss. Blake and I will cover you should you be asked for.”

Ruby nearly burst out in tears from hearing that. “Thank you so much, Yang. I can’t thank you enough for this. I love you.”

“I love you more, Sis. Stay safe now, take care of Weiss.”

Hanging up her scroll, Ruby went back and drove to the nearest department store. Having dedicated Weiss’s clothing sizes to memory, finding her clothes should be easy. They had gone out shopping a few times, which was how Ruby was introduced to ripped jeans and Converse sneakers. Her dad thought Ruby looked nice in skirts when she was little and continued to purchase only skirts since then.

Then she realized she needed some sleepwear as well. Wearing what she currently had on was not appropriate for sleeping in, as well as uncomfortable in bed. As soon as she entered the store, she was glad to see a few other customers around, though none of them looked remotely close to her. They were all wealthy snobs wearing animal skins and gold accessories.

Ignoring them, she proceeded to carry on her mission. She grabbed a few pairs of pants, shorts, and tank-tops for herself, a few nighties for Weiss, and enough undergarments to last the both of them for their stay. She just hoped the bras she got would fit Weiss.

After paying for all the clothes, she was left barely anything to pay for extensive splurges, such as her weekly visit to Vale’s bakery. However, it was enough to last her and Weiss for a few days of lunch and dinner at any fast-food place. Or maybe she could just go out and stock up on frozen meals. Weiss will most likely not enjoy them, but it’s better than starving.

Unlocking the door to the room, she found a towel-wrapped Weiss sitting on the couch provided, her arms wrapped tightly around her knees. She seemed to have been waiting for Ruby intently.

Ruby set the bag of clothes down and separated their garments, handing over the ones she bought for Weiss. “Here you go, Weiss.”

Weiss thanked her before taking them and changing in the bathroom. In the meantime, Ruby changed from her outdoor attire to the new clothes she had just purchased, removing the tags on each article.

In the bathroom, Weiss examined each garment she had received. They were of very high quality. These were the kinds of clothes she’d order her butlers to shop for, and she was surprised Ruby could afford them all. She first grabbed the underwear and bra, realizing the cup size was a little too big for her small chest. But she at least appreciated the effort Ruby put into finding the smallest size available. All of her bras were custom made because she was...special, as her brother would’ve liked to put it.

By the time Weiss was finished, she found Ruby in a black tank-top and shorts that stop halfway up her thigh. She was laying on the bed, staring at the ceiling and contemplating the events of the night. That is until she saw Weiss come out, sitting up and patting the spot beside her on the bed. Weiss complied and sat with her.

As soon as she sat by Ruby, she started to tremble. Ruby noticed this and placed a hand on her partner’s back, gently consoling her. As tears threatened to fall, Weiss gave up and immediately started crying.

“I was such an idiot. I sh-shouldn’t have listened to him, but my infatuations got the best of me. He tricked me into hurting you, he tricked me into falling in love with him when I wasn’t!”

Weiss’s crying only came down harder. A tempest had been stirring up in her, finally being released. “It hurts, Ruby!” the heiress hiccuped. “I-It hurts so much...”

The white-themed girl was in so much distress, so much pain, Ruby knowing exactly what she was going through. Having someone you trusted turn on you like that--it’s excruciatingly painful, especially in the way they experienced it.

Ruby wrapped her arms around Weiss, trying to comfort her as much as she could. “I know, Weiss. I’m so sorry I couldn’t have been there sooner.”

Weiss sniffled. “W-Why did you come for me? You said you wouldn’t come t-to save me. And I-I’ve been horrible to you lately, d-don’t I deserve punishment?”

The younger girl shook her head. “Not at all, Weiss. I wouldn’t wish any of this upon anyone, especially you. I know you didn’t mean what you said. If anything, I should be the one to apologize.”

“F-For what?” Weiss looked up, her puffy eyes meeting silver ones.

“I’m sorry for yelling at you and for saying all those careless things and doing reckless tasks that weren’t beneficial to the team, to you. And even if Neptune wasn’t...it doesn’t excuse my behavior, and I shouldn’t have acted the way I did towards the both of you.”

A moment of silence filled the room.

“Are you doing okay, Weiss?”

The girl in question nearly flinched upon hearing Ruby ask. She wasn’t sure if she was okay, she wasn’t sure if she was anything at all.

“I-I’m not s-sure, Ruby. There’s just so m-much in my head right now and I’m struggling t-to think properly and I--”

Ruby held the girl tighter, not wanting her to drift too far from reality. “Weiss, it’s okay if you don’t know. I’ll be with you to sort it out, every step of the way. No one shoulders anything alone.”

These were the same words she and her teammates had spoken to the young girl when she had been going through this very situation. The fact that Ruby brought it back up left Weiss on the edge.

Staring into silver eyes, Weiss grabbed Ruby’s shoulders to ensure she has the younger girl’s attention. “I’m sorry I didn’t believe you. I’m sorry I made false accusations against you and I’m sorry for not being the partner I promised to be. I’m sorry for--”

Ruby gently brought Weiss’s hands down from her shoulders and held them in her own “None of that, Weiss, none of that. I’ve forgiven you from the start. It’s all water under the bridge.” The brunette looked into Weiss’s remorseful eyes. “But if it makes you feel any better, apologies accepted. All is forgiven, Weiss. I can never stay mad at you, and I’ll never hold any grudge against you.”

Silence filled the room. They sat there for another moment, maybe two, before Weiss spoke up again.

“Ruby, what about the hospital? R-rape kit--”

“Tsk,” Ruby sneered bitterly. “They won’t run it.”

“Why not?”

“Because we trusted them!” Ruby grimaced at her costly mistake. “They won’t run it because we trusted them! It’s so stupid! Valian law is so stupid!” The young girl sighed and shook her head, not pressing it any further. She’d blow her top if she continued thinking about it.

“But they still put him behind bars,” Weiss said quietly. “I-I described Neptune to the operator...” She quieted down, not knowing what more to say.

“Your aura will heal your wounds anyway. Mine took longer because of how long I stretched myself out,” the younger girl huffed. “That really sucked. But at least I’m still in one piece.”

Weiss leaned into Ruby, both girls embracing each other tightly. “How long are we staying here, Ruby?”

“As long as it takes. National holiday means extended weekend, so we won’t miss classes on Monday or Tuesday if we stay that long.”

“I-I wouldn’t mind staying that long.”

“Weiss, are you sure?”

The silverette sighed. “I just need some time. I don’t really want to see or interact with anyone.”

Ruby seemed a little disappointed to hear that, her heart sinking a little when Weiss said she didn’t want to see anyone, but she understood how she was feeling. She needed time to sort herself out. Ruby had asked for the same thing when she was still in that phase.

Weiss noticed Ruby’s little shift in demeanor and immediately clarified what she meant, since it was clear Ruby misinterpreted her request as total solitude.

“I-I meant aside from you, Ruby. I want you with me. I just need some time from...society I suppose.”

“I get that,” Ruby nodded in agreement. “You need to rest now, you’ve had a rough night.”

“I’m sure it wasn’t easy for you either, Ruby. It can’t always be about me,” Weiss murmured.

Ruby smiled. “Funny I’d hear that from the one who thought so highly of herself in the very beginning.”

For once in this whole mess, Weiss smiled genuinely, only after pouting at Ruby’s joke. “I wasn’t that bad.”

“But you kinda were, Weiss,” the young girl giggled. “You kept saying how you were leagues better than I was and how you weren’t perfect yet.”

Weiss covered her face in her hands. “Oh my god, don’t remind me.”

“But that only proves how much you’ve changed, Weiss. You’re a completely different person than you were a few months ago. I knew Neptune couldn’t keep this wonderful person inside for too long.” Ruby sighed with ease as she hugged Weiss a little closer than they already were. “But really, we should both go to bed now. It’s already very late.”

The young leader proceeded to tuck Weiss into bed. She laid the large comforter over the slender heiress and patted it down, leaving no cool air to linger inside.

“Did your mother ever tuck you into bed, Weiss?”

Weiss shook her head. “No. Neither one of my parents gave a care about anything related to family. My mother was an alcoholic and my father only cared for his wealth.”

“Oh,” Ruby gave a sympathetic frown. “I’m sorry.”

Again, Weiss shook her head. “Don’t be. It wasn’t your fault. In fact, I had a butler who would tuck me in often; he was a true father figure for me. Did your mother happen to tuck you in?”

Ruby’s smile came back as soon as Weiss asked. “Yup! Every night she’d make sure I was nice and cozy, even in the summer time. She’d tuck Yang in as well and read us bedtime stories every night about hunters and huntresses before she--”

She paused, her face completely devoid of it’s usual charm and giddiness. Weiss felt a small pang of concern, wanting to hear the rest of her sentence without urging her too much. “Before she..?”

Ruby shook her head, her original happiness returning. “Never mind that. I’m not making you feel bad about your mother, am I?”

“No, not at all. I actually enjoy hearing your stories about your family. It makes me imagine the life I could’ve had when it wasn’t mine.”

“When it wasn’t yours?”

Weiss nodded. “Yes, but I suppose it is now mine.” The heiress looked at the bed and back at Ruby. “You tucked me in really well, Ruby.”

“Yup! This is how Mom did it every night!”

The silverette tittered a little, a small smile appearing on her face. “I can see where her daughter gets it.”

Although it truly pained Ruby to talk about her mother, she wanted to be strong and smile for Weiss. She didn’t want to ruin the mood with what happened in the past. Neither of the two were responsible, so there was no point in bringing it up.

Just as Ruby was about to leave and set up the sofa-bed, Weiss grabbed her hand to restrict her from moving any further. Ruby turned back, her gaze meeting Weiss. She expected Weiss to be looking at her, but what she didn’t expect was Weiss looking away as soon as their gazes met, a blush appearing on pale cheeks. Bright pink glowed on a pristine, pale complexion.

“Weiss?”

“W-Would you sleep with me? I...I still feel scared...” Her voice was quiet, timid, a tone Ruby was not used to hearing.

Ruby didn’t respond, turning off the lights and closing the curtains. Weiss took this as a sign of rejection, turning to her side and closing her eyes in slight disappointment. As she was about to drift into a lonely slumber, she felt a warm body slip in beside her, a strong pair of arms wrapping around her waist.

“You don’t have to feel scared. I’ll always be with you, Weiss.”

Weiss could feel her face heating up, most likely redder than her partner’s signature cloak. Her heart rate had increased rapidly, nervousness settling in. “Th-Thank you, Ruby. I appreciate it. And I t-truly appreciate you.”

“It’s truly an honor, Weiss. Allow me to be your hero from here on out.” Ruby said with her signature grin, hiding the fact that she was just as nervous as she felt Weiss was.

Turning around to face Ruby, the older girl wrapped her arms around Ruby and nuzzled into her neck. “Thank you so much, Ruby. I am forever in debt.”

“You have no debt to pay, Weiss. It is simply my job as your leader, partner, and best friend to protect you.”

“Good night, Ruby.”

“Goodnight, Weiss.”

“Will you be beside me when I wake?”

Ruby smiled and held Weiss tightly, the latter girl smiling gently.

“Always.”

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Yes, it’s nearly Christmas. Thanks to my needless hiatus between chapters 4 and 5, the timeline was messed up quite a bit. So consider the Christmas and New Year’s chapters as early gifts for this year.

Until next chapter!

-Scarlet

#tcse au chapter 15 #tcse au #rwby #rwby au #my fanfics

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Daddy Kink - Greed

Greed x reader

I have a daddy kink, so of course I had to write smut. This is only one part in a six part series. Be prepared for so much smut. So much. Smut for days.

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(Y/n)’s initial start at the Devil’s Nest was….intense. All she knew was she needed a job, the place was hiring for help, and she was friends with the barkeep. He did warn her that the joint was….not what she was expecting. She had just shrugged it off; after all—she was friends with a chimera. Long story behind how she met him.

She really should have taken it to heart. As it was, the various employees of the Devil’s Nest were all some form of chimera—she was the only human there. It unnerved her a little, with the various forms and eye colors watching her carefully. The cherry on top?

The boss was a homunculus named Greed.

Now, (Y/n) was no alchemist. However, she did have some family that was pretty into it, and she did read through the various books they accumulated. When he explained to her what he was, she knew what he meant. No need for explanation, much to his surprise.

It took some time for the employees to even grow comfortable around her, even longer to trust her and accept her. The boss thought it was great to have her be the only human in the bar. For some godforsaken reason, he liked to call her his kitten.

This bothered her for two reasons—one, it made her feel more like a pet rather than an employee. And two, she had a hard Daddy kink, and the man was hot as sin. No pun intended. She made her first complaint known. Usually loudly when he annoyed her. Her second complaint she intended to carry to the grave.

Pet peeves aside, (Y/n) grew quite comfortable at the bar, and actually enjoyed work. And despite his outward appearance, Greed was nicer than he let on. When she lost her home, he offered her an empty room at the bar. After some initial reservations, she took him up on his offer. Best decision she made, in her opinion. Afterhours was the most fun—she’d often hang out in the bar with the group, or even have a rare chance to just sit and talk with Greed.

He was a smart man, and she liked trading jokes and stories with him. Most of all, she liked watching him. He was a very cocky man, laid-back and casual most of the time. Confidence really was his garment of choice, and he wore it well. God, if she didn’t have so many frustrations being around him though.

It was another quiet night for her; having gotten bored reading in her room, (Y/n) went upstairs to the bar. It was quiet, signaling the employees had either left to do a job or gone to their respective living quarters. The only one still lingering was no one other than Greed. He was sitting quite comfortably on the fine leather couch, a nearly empty glass of whiskey in hand. Made her envious that he could drink like a fish and not even get a buzz. Damned homunculus abilities.

He turned his gaze lazily towards her, a laid-back smile on his lips. “Evenin’ kitten…what brings you back up here?”

(Y/n) shrugged as she meandered over towards the couch, sitting on the end opposite of him. “I got bored of reading, thought I’d come down here to annoy someone. You’re the lucky victim.”

Greed chuckled and finished off his drink. “I’m not sure lucky is the right word.”

“Pfft, you’re always lucky to have me around. I’m a gift,” (Y/n) laughed a little.

“You’re such a strange girl,” he grinned at her.

“Don’t you forget it, Boss-man.”

Greed smirked a little and looked at the empty glass in hand. He pondered for a minute, then held it out to her. “Grab me another whiskey.”

“…seriously?”

“Get to it, kitten.”

(Y/n) rolled her eyes at Greed's order, standing and walking over to the bar, glass in hand. Typical. Couldn't have five seconds of fun before he was ordering her to do something or go somewhere. Damn him for being such a sexy boss.

"Make sure it's on the rocks,” he drawled after her.

"Yes, Daddy."

(Y/n) froze mid-step at her slip of the tongue, slowly looking over her shoulder with wide eyes at the homunculus, whom had gone quite still in his seat. He was staring at her with a surprised expression, and she felt her face heat up. So glad they were the only ones in the bar at the moment. So screwed for it being her boss with her.

"...excuse me?" His deep voice rumbled, genuinely intrigued by her Freudian slip.

"Um. Um. I, uh....t-that wasn't....I didn't...uh..." She stammered for something to say, her face flame red now. Her stuttering increased as Greed slowly stood up.

"What did you say, kitten?"

"Um...n-nothing..." she cleared her throat, taking a step back, nervously rolling the whiskey glass between her hands.

"Don't lie to me, you know I hate lies," He drawled, languidly making his way over to her. "Now, what did you say?"

"...I.... I said...." (Y/n) averted her gaze to the floor and cleared her throat again. "...I said, ‘yes, Daddy’."

She gave an indignant squeak when she found herself pinned to the bar counter, Greed leering down at her with a familiar look in his eyes. The whiskey glass had fallen to the floor, amazingly still in one piece after hitting concrete.

"I didn’t think of you as one for that kind of kink, kitten,” he purred, his body almost pressing against hers.

(Y/n) blushed heavily, trying desperately to ignore what his proximity and scent did to her. "There's a lot of things you don't know about me."

"Evidently!" He laughed. "I gotta admit, though. That was pretty fucking sexy hearing you say that to me."

"God, Greed, don't tease me," she groaned, covering her face with a hand. Dear lord, if he’s being serious, don’t let this be a dream. Otherwise, please be just another wet dream. That she can wake up from. And avoid such embarrassment.

"You'd like that, though," he smirked, sharp teeth on display. (Y/n) eyed him, cheeks still red.

"....sadly enough, I would," she admitted.

"Naughty girl."

"I think we've established that. Are you gonna do anything, or can I go up to my room and try to disappear for eternity?"

"Oh, you can go to your room, alright," he purred huskily, leaning close. "But you won't be going alone. What say you, that we have a little fun, hm?"

Oh shit. Oh fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck. Holy shit, this was happening. This was happening. She paused for a minute, then smirked a little. "I'm down for a little fun.”

She leaned close to his ear to croon, “Let's go play, Daddy."

"Fucking hell, that's hot." Greed growled, before he slung her over his shoulder and carried her downstairs to her room. (Y/n) giggled a little, giving a pinch to his toned ass. He smacked hers in response.

He carried her into her room and tossed her onto the bed, almost carelessly so, reaching behind him to shut and lock her door. (Y/n) bounced on her bed, giggling a little. That was fun--she'll have to have him do that again.

Greed grinned at her, before he shrugged off his furred vest and peeled off the tight sleeveless shirt he wore, tossing them aside and strolling over to her. "Why don't you give me a strip tease, baby doll?" He stopped right by her desk and sat down in the (admittedly very comfortable) desk chair, leaning back lazily with his legs spread in a typical guy style.

"Should I make it a show?" (Y/n) hummed, wiggling off the bed and standing up. Greed grinned wickedly, peering at her with those luminescent amethyst eyes of his.

"Make sure you touch yourself as you do. I want to see you positively wrecked."

"Yes, Daddy."

Greed growled in approval, and (Y/n) set herself to removing her top. The loose-fitting t-shirt was lifted up slowly, revealing her bare stomach, then the edges of her bra. She pulled the top off and tossed it to the side, before running a finger along her pants button. She unsnapped her pants and began to push them down her legs. Much to Greed's pleasure, her panties matched the black silk bra she wore.

(Y/n) found she liked Greed watching her undress. Liked how his eyes roamed over her, his grin of approval and the flickering of lust in his eyes. Judging by the tent in his pants, she'd say he, too, very much liked what he saw. She paused at her bra, lightly fingering along the edge of a cup as she looked at him. He raised a dark brow at her.

"All of it, kitten."

"All?" she inquired innocently.

"Bra and panties as well."

(Y/n) reached behind her to unhook her bra, and slid her hands along her arms to push it off. She lightly trailed her fingers along her breasts, shivering as her nipples hardened from the touch. Greed gave a low rumble, enjoying the view. She slid a hand down along her curves and traced along the edge of her panties, until her finger slipped over her clothed heat. She paused again, looking at him for permission.

"Go ahead. I want you to touch yourself, baby girl," he purred. Oh god, that nickname just about did it for her. She cupped her heat, realizing just how soaked her panties had become in such little time. "How wet are you?"

"Mm...soaked..."

"Naughty girl. You like this, don't you?"

"Oh, yes. So very much,” she groaned.

Greed chuckled roughly and his hand moved to palm the hardness in his leather pants. (Y/n) whimpered a little at the sight, finding it sexy as hell. She rubbed her hand against herself, the panties adding a nice texture.

"Take them off, kitten."

(Y/n) whined a little, but obeyed, hooking her panties with her fingers and shimmying them down. Greed could see, even from his spot, just how wet she was and how damp her panties had gotten. He grinned and motioned for her to approach him. She walked over, hips swaying as she did.

"Such a good girl. Why don't I give you a treat?"

"Yes, please."

"You have to open it though," he looked pointedly at his pants. They were becoming quite uncomfortable now. (Y/n) knelt down between his knees, reaching up to unzip his pants and tug his length free. She wasn't surprised by his lack of underwear. He had definite reason to be so damn cocky, that's for sure. He was larger than average, by a good inch, and thick. It was going to sting if he didn't make sure she was well prepared. Not that she would mind too much; she liked it hard and rough.

"Can I have a taste, Daddy?" she asked sweetly, looking up at him through her lashes.

"Go to town, baby doll."

(Y/n) leaned forward and dragged her tongue along his length, from bottom to tip. Greed gave a low groan of appreciation, his hand moving to thread his fingers through her hair. She sucked lightly at the side, then teased the head with her tongue, before repeating the process.

"Ffffffuck....." His head tilted back and his Adam's apple bobbed when he swallowed thickly. "You've done this before."

She hummed a little as she sucked on the head of his dick, his precum salty, but strangely tasty. (Y/n) wiggled her hips a little, her core aching from her arousal. She wanted to grind against something desperately. But she knew that patience wielded promises of something better, so if she had to wait, she would wait.

"Goddamn, baby girl....what a talented mouth. You like sucking my cock, don't you?" He growled.

"Mm...yes Daddy..." She nibbled at the thick vein running along the underside of his penis.

"Fuck, that drives me wild. Dirty little kitten." His grip tightened a little in her hair, tugging and making her moan against his length. She finally slipped her mouth around him and sucked hard on him, mindful of her teeth. He cursed vehemently and bucked a little. (Y/n) quickly relaxed her throat to avoid gagging as his dick went down it.

She only sucked a few more times before Greed yanked her up, standing and scooping her up yet again. He stalked the few steps to her bed and flipped her onto it, discarding his pants as she gathered her bearings again. (Y/n) raked her eyes over his form, practically purring at the sight of hard muscle. He noticed her gaze and chuckled darkly, moving over her.

“Like what you see, kitten?” he hummed, his nose brushing against her neck as he breathed in her scent. (Y/n) squirmed a little under him.

“Yes, very much so,” she murmured. He chuckled a little and (Y/n) gasped when she felt sharp teeth against her throat.

“Glad you approve,” he nibbled at her skin. She whined when he cupped a breast, rolling her nipple with his forefinger. “What’s my baby girl want, hm?”

“I want you….” She moaned.

“Hm? Want me to what?” he teased, sliding his hand from her breast down to the apex of her thighs. One long finger stroked her dripping heat and made her mewl in need.

“I want you to fuck me!”

“I’m sorry, I missed that. Mind repeating that?” He lightly bit at her shoulder.

“Nn! Fuck me! Fuck me, Daddy, please!”

“God damn, you’re fucking sexy like this,” Greed growled, gripping her thighs and shoving them apart, opening her cunt to him. (Y/n) whined at the loss of his hand, only to cry out when something thick and hard shoved inside of her. Greed hissed in pleasure, bottoming out into her. “Fuck, you’re so damned tight…”

(Y/n) groaned and twisted her fingers in the bedsheets, “G-Greed, please…please move…”

“I love it when you beg. Makes me want to fuck you senseless.” He thrust into her sharply, and her back bowed. “Heh, you like that? Kinky little doll. You want me to take you hard? Like a beast?”

“Yes! Yes, please!” she whimpered, squirming, wishing he would stop with the slow, languid movement inside her and just take her already.

“Yes what, baby doll?” Greed inquired, giving another sudden and sharp thrust.

“Ah!! Yes, Daddy! Fuck me hard!”

“What a good girl you are. Daddy always rewards good girls,” he crooned, shifted into position and proceeded to buck into her with hard, measured thrusts. They shook her to the core, touching nerve endings she didn’t even think she had. He was so thick, he stretched her past what she was used to, and rubbed every sensitive spot lovingly.

(Y/n) was a moaning, arching mess underneath Greed, her fingers gripping his arms just to feel anchored in the swirl of feelings she was experiencing. The homunculus was relentless, pounding her into the bed, almost certainly leaving bruises from his assault. His nails left marks in her thighs, and occasionally he leaned forward to bite at her, his sharp teeth leaving wounds that sent her ecstasy higher.

“Fuck, you feel so good around my cock…” Greed groaned, leaning over her, not even stuttering in his thrusts. “You like having my dick in you? Huh?”

“Y-yes! Yes, Daddy!” (Y/n) gasped out, bucking her hips up into his.

“Tell me you love it!” he growled in her ear.

“I love your big cock in me! AH! F-FUCK!” (Y/n) cried out when a simple shift of angle had him slamming right into her g-spot, back bowing off the bed. Greed grinned against her neck. “Ah, Daddy! I-I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum! Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuuucck!!!”

“Come on baby girl, cum for me,” he snarled, his hand wrapping around her throat and squeezing. The band tightening in her belly snapped and she choked out a scream of release, hands scrambling for purchase as wave after wave of ecstasy rolled through her. “Fuck, you got tighter! Goddamn it, baby girl, you’re gonna make me cum--!!”

Greed gave a deep groan of pure male pleasure, and his hips pressed tight against hers as he climaxed, spilling rope after rope of hot seed inside of her. (Y/n) gasped for air, reminding him he still had a grip on her throat and quickly released it, panting as he came down from his high.

(Y/n) felt boneless and wholly satisfied, catching her breath after such an intense encounter. She absently traced her fingers along his arms and shoulders, marveling in the way his muscles flexed underneath his skin. Greed nuzzled into her neck, making her giggle breathlessly.

“Mm…did I hurt you, kitten?” he asked, his breath pleasantly warm against her skin.

“Nothing I can’t handle,” (Y/n) assured him, a nice buzz from the sex making her quite comfortable. Apparently, he felt the same way, because he had yet to move off her. “That was….by far, the best sex I have ever had.”

Greed laughed good-naturedly and nipped her neck. “You just saying that for my benefit, or you being honest?”

“Dead serious. Hands down, you blew my mind,” she laughed with him a little.

“Way to make a man’s ego grow.”

“Like you need help,” she teased, nipping at his ear. He gave a low, playful growl. “….what exactly does this mean between us?” Her next question was quiet and timid. Greed hummed softly, thinking for a moment.

“Mm….means you’re my girl now, kitten,” he finally said.

“Your girl, huh?” She liked the sound of that. “What’s that entitle?”

“Means….you belong to me,” he murmured, dragging his lips against her jawline. “No other man can touch you. You’re mine to protect, mine to touch, mine to care for. Mine to fuck.”

“So crude,” (Y/n) chuckled softly, wrapping her arms lazily around his neck. “You realize I don’t share either, right?”

“Possessive, hm?”

“Oh, very. First woman I see touch you is getting shanked in the vagina.”

Greed burst out laughing at that, sliding his arms around her and rolling so she settled comfortably on top of him, not minding that he was still inside her. He gave her a genuine smile, something rather rare considering who he was. “That’s fair. I like a girl that takes what’s hers.”

(Y/n) smiled at him, “Indeed.” Then her grin turned naughty and she sat back onto his hips, making him grunt softly from the movement. She tilted her head, the picture of innocence, if it wasn’t for the grin. “I promise I’ll be a good girl for Daddy, though.”

Greed growled and much to her delight, she could feel him hardening inside her. Seemed she found the one thing that could drive him crazy—something she planned to use often. This was going to be a very interesting relationship.

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*blows kisses* I fucking love writing this shit, it’s the most satisfying feeling pumping out lemons.

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