#i dont see him as the literal devil for that sorry

[ilynpilled]

why must everything that the text clearly states atp be misconstrued like i really dont get it he has plenty of flaws in that relationship but we, and cersei, know that he was ready to kill robert for just the disrespect of the cheating if cersei said the word. he doesnt concern himself with the personal consequences, he is reckless, detached from a lot of things, and can close his eyes at the future if he doesn’t want to acknowledge it. also the concern over the “shame” and ned type judgement feels so overestimated to me atp. he never regrets aerys, he is mad at how he is perceived (but again, notably doesnt try to rectify it by telling the truth for a lot of complex reasons), but he would never take it back. if he believes its the right thing to do, and is not overdosing on copium trying to juggle vows he cares about, he will do it, reputation be damned. though he has selfish concerns regarding being viewed as good, the internal matters so much more than the external: see weirwood dream: who actually shows up? what makes the fire go out? “it was not him. it was never him”, see the trebuchet fiasco, see the choice in adwd. why shouldnt we take cersei at face value when she implies that if jaime knew about the physical abuse he would have killed him? he loves and cares about cersei to an insane degree, even if he can be selfish toxic and unhealthy too. i really find it very very difficult to imagine that he wouldnt have killed him based on almost every single part of his characterization.

#ik its better to reply than to do this but i dont use my twitter for fandom and i keep seeing this general sentiment over and over again #like it makes him so inconsistent and nonsensical #i don’t understand this whole jaime was never there for cersei prehandloss he was at her disposal for almost everything he would have maimed #a child just bc she asked like what??? #u think that wouldnt have shamed him?? #he gave up almost everything for her at 15 #and im gonna be real if u r frustrated by jaime burning the letter being framed as this grand triumphant redemptive choice #by people #which i get i dont think its framed like that either #its just as unfair to treat it as the opposite #it is the end of a certain delusion #which is why the joanna dream is the focal point #and #he can divorce himself he has no obligation to die to try save her atp #and remain her sword #i dont see him as the literal devil for that sorry #i feel like some of u feel the need to misconstrue his character to make some of these choices out to be as bad as possible

[lovely-keii]

being their sibling

characters: tsukishima kei, oikawa tooru, suna rintarou

a/n: i write a fic every time i rewatch hq LOL sorry ik i said im abandoning this blog buuuut…happy bday to this blog!! (repost from 1/5 because tags broke :(( )

part 1

TSUKISHIMA KEI

looks out for you, but he can’t help that hes so emotionally constipated :’( he tries to give you advice because he genuinely is concerned for you but just is unable to word anything properly. see: “you need to stop talking to that person, you’re being a pushover,” but he just wants you to realize you’re letting people walk all over you.

god forbid he has to comfort you because hes the wrong brother for that - you’re definitely in better hands with akiteru. he might walk in on you crying and contemplate if he’ll even say anything or just ignore it flat out, or he’ll say something like “don’t cry, you look stupid.” if you cry more, he’ll end up swallowing his pride and sitting next to you. he’ll groan and reluctantly, “fine, spill it.”

other than that, he’s going to be a sneaky little prick. definitely the type to take revenge on you if you annoy him. you eat the last piece of chocolate he was saving and suddenly you find your charger hidden deep under your bed. also loves to take things without your permission. “why? i’m just using it, it’s not like you need it now.”

if someone picks a fight with you, he’ll be quick to extract you from the situation before saying something ruder and harsher than usual to the person. and if you tell him you like someone from his team, he’s going to look at you like you’re crazy. “are you insane?!” he’s honestly more bewildered than upset. doesn’t let you anywhere near the gym. he can make an exception for yamaguchi though. “at least it’s not hinata…or worse, kageyama.”

OIKAWA TOORU

your life is never boring with this guy as your brother. you’re literally being dragged everywhere, practices, shopping, team events… you’re like “i’m not even part of the team.” he goes “we can fix that!” and the next day you find out that you’re the manager for the boys’ volleyball team. huh, wonder how that happened.

oh my god, he MILKS you being his manager. “hold my drink, my fans are calling.” “y/n get my towel please.” you’re absolutely seething at the power trip that this guy is on. eventually, you start doing all that for his other team members and not for him, and he gets so whiney. “y/n you’ll get big ugly iwaizumi a towel but not your own sweet brother?!” that earns him a spike to the head from iwaizumi.

he tells you all the gossip about the school, because believe me, he knows A LOT of things. he’ll do his skin care while he forces you to listen to his gossip, cue him getting mad if you try to leave. everyone realizes why you two are siblings when you two walk down the halls and pull the exact same faces at the people he’s told you about in his gossip.

he makes you his little scapegoat for his fangirls. “oh, you want my number? you’ll have to ask y/n for that, they keep my phone with them during practice!” (you dont) “now, why don’t you girls hand all these gifts to my lovely sibling for me?” (you almost immediately chuck them at his face when you see him) but you know the best way to get back at him? when he sees you even slightly conversing with ushijima or kageyama, all hell breaks loose.

SUNA RINTAROU

the devil if the devil was your brother. he takes the ugliest pictures of you, when you’re asleep, when you’re yelling, when you’re crying over a movie. he also loves to send you pictures of animals and send a “look at you in this picture, so cute”. he also takes your things without asking and never returns it, you’ll just find it in his bag one day.

he also is one to order you around, and it drives you mad. “pass me the remote, y/n.” “but it’s nearer to you.” “i’ll tell mom that you-” // “y/n get me a drink from the vending machine.” “why would i do that” “remember when you snuck out and i-” // “get my bag too when you get yours.” “no.” “what i post that one picture of you when you’re about to sneeze-”

but he’s always looking out for you. when creeps try to approach you, he’s quick to react by shooting them a nasty glare. he’s a silent kind of care. standing behind you on elevators, walking on the outer side of the sidewalk, staying up late til you come home and just telling you he just couldnt sleep. little do you know, it’s something he’s always done even as a kid. putting more food on your lunch box, holding the corner of tables when you pick something up so you don’t hit your head, returning your things that are sprawled around the house to your room so you don’t lose them.

and if he ever finds you crying over some guy, he sighs and sits down next to you. “why’re you crying over an idiot?” he then makes snappy insults at the expense of the guy, making you laugh. “see? you look better like that. now stop crying and let me get some sleep.” he closes the light and shuts the door on his way out.

#haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu!! #oikawa x reader #tsukishima x reader #oikawa tooru #tsukishima kei #oikawa tooru x reader #tsukishima kei x reader #suna rintarou x reader #suna rintarou #suna x reader

[luvhughes43]

obsessed with the blake/nico AU! how do they finally get together?

ahh thank youuu🫶🫶

(im going to write a proper fic for this sometime soon but for now here's some thoughts)

so nico and blake have long admitted to themselves that they like the other person, and so theyre in this denial phase because they dont want to mess things up with each other + nico being jacks captain/teammate is obviously something to consider ..

anyway! so theres a devils event of some kind, maybe a wag party or something and anyway, blake goes (dressed to the 9s because she wants her man!) and she sees nico there talking to this girl all night

which, annoys blake to no end because she truly thought that he was reciprocating her feelings + the signs were all there

so shes literally so jealous and annoyed the whole night. just like constantly looking in nicos direction because she "cant believe i was so stupid"

and nico senses that blakes annoyed at him but doesn't know why. and so when blake leaves the event early before saying goodbye nico shows up to her apartment because ??? hello you've been glaring at me all night and we aren't usually like this...

blake, while usually reserved just immediately admits to liking him. she gives him absolutely no space to talk shes like, "i bought your jersey! i dont even own my twins jersey!" and shes pulling out her phone, "and duolingo! i have duolingo on my phone to try and learn swiss german!"

and shes just ranting about how much of an idiot she is and how sorry she is for thinking there was something between the two of them

and nicos just like ....? babes im literally all yours.

"i have a notes app filled with all your favourite things" he interrupts her, and then he starts listing off things he does because he likes her

anddd anyway! they hookup for the first time that night after all that tension and then they agree to keep their relationship private until they figure out a plan

#blake hughes au #nico hischier x reader #nico hischier imagine #jack hughes x reader #nhl imagine #hughes!sister

[gamblersdoll]

PUT MY NAME ON IT, NOW IT DESIGNER, 2

cw warning: sexual tension, slight drüg use.

fuck it, you took the invite.

you knew it was best, because had you not, hakari wouldve blew your shit, spamming angry messages or borderline threatening messages. or have someone personally bang on your door and drag you to the club.

so you found the best fitting dress, with some heels, disregarding the fact you hate them. but of course your current boyfriend sinji had you put them on.

“where are you even going to?” he asked, only looking at his phone and not you. how irritating he was when he did this, but it was best for now.

“with maki and nobara, girls night out.” you lied, it wasnt like he was much paying attention if it was worth a damn. he nodded, muttering a “have fun i guess” and you rolling your eyes when his car pulled out and sped off. did it bother you? no. was he a pain in the ass? absolutely yes.

this club had to be worth a couple million.

music over flooding your ears and making you squint, you tried to find the closest room the could have this damn boy in, until a hard grab is at your shoulder.

“who the fuck you lookin fa?” one said in a gruff tone, he had to be at least seven foot. and the other one was no better.

“uhm, hakari. he ain here?” you said, fight or flight about to take its course, not knowing if you should just leave or call hakari—

“i know you aint just grab her like that.” speak of the damn devil himself, grabbing you by your hip. “she’s supposed to come see me, dumbass.”

they uttered their apologies, getting on their knees and slightly shaking.

“we apologize!” they say in unison. you raised an eyebrow, causing you to actually just give off a mean mug.

“lets go.” hakari barked, walking back over to the room he originally came out of, guiding you by your hip and closing the door. “sit.” he said, pointing at the chair across from the couch.

instead of arguing, since he just had two grown men get on their knees and sob their apologies, you sat without question. “what did you want to discuss?” you asked crossing your legs, feeling the thick of your thighs spilling over the other one.

hakari was lighting up his blunt, pulling and exhaling the smoke. “how have you been?” he said, a lazy grin on his face. he leaned back and looked at you, manspreading.

“thats what you called me about?” you asked.

“gotta catch up if im tryna get back in ya life, babydoll.” he said, no shame in his game. the weed was starting to kick in, since he always had the goods, no matter what the occasion is.

“hakari, lets be so for real. what do you want?” you asked, slightly raising your voice. “what do you actually want?”

hakari blew out smoke, raising an eyebrow. “to know how have you been? thats a problem now?” mood trying to not sour.

you chuckled, rolling your eyes and folding your arms,looking away. “every boy will say that when they tryna fuck and dip.” you said absentmindedly.

oh how dumb you were, knowing that youre quite literally only a few inches away from him, knees almost touching. hakari lowered his eyes, slightly from the weed finally kicking his ass slightly and he leaned over , elbows on his knees and chuckled.

“… dont know what lil boy you been foolin around with, or have talked to, but you know better.”

he reaches his hand out, placing it on your knee and tracing the flat of his fingers on your skin, giving you goosebumps. you swallow thickly, looking at his big but veiny hand. he looked up at you, eye’s still low and licking his lips slow.

“but you know better then disrespecting me like that. im sure you remember what happened when i fucked you up last time, right?” he said low and soft, trailing his hand up your thigh, somewhat sliding the dress upwards. he wasnt near your womanhood, but damn was he close. speaking of, he was right over you too.

“hakari—“

“yeah yeah i know, that lil boy you got wont like it. you think i give a fuck?” he said, whispering in your ear. “say your sorry for saying something stupid like that, and ill stop. oh and, id stop if you were actually uncomfortable, mama.” he said, tracing his hand back and forth. “you smell so good..”

“shit! okay– im sorry for saying something stupid..” you muttered, squeezing your thighs together.

“and?” hakari trailed off. “cmon, use your words.”

“and what?” you asked, confused.

“how have you been doll.” hakari said, his hand that was on your thigh found its way to your neck. “i have all day for this, you dont.”

“ive been– decent i guess? nothing much has happened.” you said, honestly. nothing much has happened over the year you two broke up.

“thats my girl, did so good fer me.” he said, chuckling as he sat back down. “now..” he looked at your feet, and back at you. “since when did you like heels?” he asked.

“i .. i dont. “ you said, looking away. the smell of his cologne could make you eat him.

“take them shits off, dont put them back on.”

you hadnt talked to this man in a year and had fun more than your boyfriend.

“get home safe, alright ma?” he said, finally sober and had already won at most four bets and mad seventeen thousand in two hours. “text me when you get home.”

“i will.” you said, driving off. for hakari though, he felt like he had won the lottery with you, he felt it, heat in his body, he hasnt felt cold all day, fuck, the fever.

when you got home, you were bombarded with messages from sinji, then called. “yes, sinji?”

“well hi to you too then bitch, how was the girls night out?” you could hear him playing with his controller for his game.

you lied through your teeth, “it was really good! had fun.” you said, well… wasnt much a lie. you felt your phone vibrate as you plop in the bed and look at the notification.

New message!

“you 🏡 ma?”

“yes kin.”

Message sent!

New message!

“c me again soon

night”

you smiled at the message, and sinji just had to ruin it for you.

“helloooooo!?!” he bolstered out, making you roll your eyes.

“im here boy– damn!”

reposts, shares, comments, tags are so welcomed.

for those who dont know: mean mugging is the worse version of a stank face.

#jjk x reader #jjk spoilers #jjk #jjk smut #jjk x you #jjk leaks #jjk fluff #kinji hakari #hakari smut #hakari x reader #hakari kinji #jjk hakari #jjk maki #maki zenin #zenin maki #nobara kugisaki #jjk nobara #jjk zenin #jujutsu nobara #fever

[whencartoonsruletheworld]

im sorry shadow's backstory is What

oh i LOVE explaining this to people so let me clarify: everything i am about to tell you is one hundred percent canon. everything. you can look it up on the wiki or playthroughs of sonic adventure 2 and shadow the hedgehog if you dont believe me.

so

shadow the hedgehog was created in a test tube in space we'll start there

he was created on a space colony by eggman's grandfather, dr gerald robotnik.

gerald was working with the government to make an "ultimate lifeform" in order to achieve immortality. his main motivation is to find a cure for his granddaughter maria, who has a rare chronic illness called "NIDS" which is. AIDS. it's just AIDS. anyway she doesn't have long to live unless he can figure out this ultimate lifeform thing

gerald tries to make this thing but it just makes a really big lizard that wants to kill things so he stashes it in the space-basement and hopes that won't cause problems later

in order to actually make the ultimate life form this time he makes a deal with.... a fucking demon alien hivemind leader from a creepy comet that circles the planet

if you have seen the shadow snapcube fandub, this is the devil from the bible. canon name is black doom

so gerald takes some of black doom's dna and uses it to make shadow the ultimate lifeform

yes this means shadow has two dads

gerald does figure out the demon alien is probably gonna betray him tho so he builds a giant fuck-off canon on the space colony in case they need to kill him

shadow is raised on the ark alongside maria as his sister-figure if not like literal sister. the two of them have never been off the space station and dream about seeing earth

unfortunately the military finds out that there's like suuuper deadly weapons on this ship and they're like "wtf we're the us military nobody can make deadly weapons but us" so they do what any sane person would do

they go on the space colony and massacre everyone

seriously. some people managed to escape through escape pods but like they just kill everyone. one survivor in shth clarifies that his entire family died that day

the military also shoots and kills maria in front of shadow. while she doesn't have a canon age in the games, the anime lists her as twelve

maria manages to send shadow off in an escape pod before dying and asks him to take care of the earth for her and give the people on there a chance to be happy because she's a fucking angel

the military finds shadow's escape pod tho oops

anyway gerald was taken into police custody and when he finds out maria is dead he literally SNAPS and decides that blowing up the planet sounds like a good idea

he figures he wont be able to do anything in his prison so he finds shadow and MANIPULATES HIS MEMORIES to make him think maria made him promise revenge, then tells him to use the cannon he built for the demons and use it to blow up the whole planet

the military then puts shadow in cryo and EXECUTES GERALD BY FIRING SQUAD ONSCREEN

shadow is then woken up by eggman after a 50 year timeskip

schenanigans happen and he ends up deciding not to take revenge and then he dies. but wait he didn't die he just fell to earth and lost all his memories so the demon alien dad manipulates him into revenge again. then shadow gets his memories back and kicks his dad's ass

and now he's just kinda hanging out

and we are going to see ALL OF THIS in a CHILDREN'S MOVIE december 20 2024

#mine #shadow the hedgehog

[galactiquest]

Hi call me blueberry anon or just blue!

I was hopin to ask with Vash and Knives with an Angel!reader g/n.

Like you know when Vash and Knives show their true selves and reader dont give a shit because they literally have giant ass wings and multiple eyes yknow like one of those biblical accurate angel but more human.

If its too specific just ignore this JDJKDKDKDK (ps when i said show their true selves i immediately thought of those wolf alpha vids on tiktok)

Hello Blueberry Anon~ I'm sorry that this took longer than usual to get to, I promise I wasn't ignoring or forgetting this request! College woes... (´Д｀)

I think this is a super cute idea and I'm always a sucker for a chaotic angel or devil or any sort of creature really. (Probably why I enjoy writing about Vash and Knives being little beasts so much LOL)

Vash and Knives x Angel!Reader: Heaven

Content warnings: None, but the descriptions of multiple eyes/wings might be offputting to some. Otherwise just fluff!

Vash

I take Vash as someone who's really accepting of everyone else's differences--even to the point where he'll feel a sort of disdain towards his own differences because of it.

But when he learns about your otherworldly nature? He's immediately curious. He really can't help himself.

He wants to ask a lot of questions. How do you hide your wings? Are humans afraid of you? Do you have any sorts of powers? Does this mean you're immortal--wait, are you here on a mission?!

Whether you indulge him or not in answers is up to you. He won't pry (but he might whine a little if you tell him it's a secret).

Now that he knows you're different, he wants to embrace it as much as possible. He's always trying to compliment how soft your wings are, how radiant and sparkling your eyes are, etc.

I think this especially goes for the '98 iteration of Vash--the "did it hurt when you fell from Heaven" pickup line. Feel free to respond with "yeah, actually, a lot" to get him sputtering and scrambling to apologize.

Knives

When you explain it to him, he's very quiet at first, running all possible responses through his head. What he doesn't say (but is thinking) is that he's thankful you're not human (because admitting he loves a human is an utterly impossible feat!).

He also hopes, deep down, that since you're inhuman, you might better understand his intentions for a world without humans. (Of course, if you're the kind of angel who's sent to help humans, this goes against your direct orders... cue troubles!)

He has a deep respect for your otherworldly self, being not of the planet himself, so he takes a lot of time to study and understand you to the fullest.

He's especially intrigued if you have repeating features--multiple eyes, pairs of wings, floating motes of flame, spinning golden rings, that kind of stuff. He really enjoys symmetry and repetition. (Vash does, too, but he'll appreciate from afar.)

He encourages you to take your "natural" form more often, rather than sculpting yourself into a more humanoid form. If this more "natural" form is imperceptible/cosmically incomprehensible to him, he won't mind. (Okay, he might be a little sad if he can't see you in all your blazing glory, but he won't make it obvious.)

I think there's definitely a case here for a "fallen angel" type deal--you've fallen from the sins of humanity, and now you've joined up with Knives in order to restore what should have been. Or maybe you find more worth in each other...

End notes: I finished this up on mobile so the formatting might be off. I promise I'll fix it tomorrow!

#vash x reader #vash x you #knives x reader #knives x you #trigun x reader #galactifics #love mail #blueberry anon

[quietwingsinthesky]

Ninerose (and/or tenrose if you have different opinions about it)

ninerose

how do i put this. i dont think it's an exaggeration to say that ninerose taught me what love looks like. like yadda yadda broken childhood home and all that, but whatever, i had my doctor who discs. and these two. oh, these two. there's so much about s1 and them that i return to again and again because it's so messy and so sweet and so. hopeful? you know? like here's the doctor, broken, and here's rose, glowing like the sun. and he becomes a better man for her sake. he makes himself worthy of being saved, yes, but she would have saved him anyway. because she loves him so, so much.

like, i know people get annoyed nowadays about how much rose there is in the fandom, how she can get a spotlight other companions never can, but like. god. she really did show up and rewire my fucking brain, and i can't even be mad about it. she's all that and more. and nine, obviously, nine's my. second favorite now, but the doctor closest to my heart forever. there's nothing that can improve my day like watching an episode from s1 and seeing the two of them interact, there really isn't.

tenrose

i do actually have different thoughts on these! simply because all variations of the doctor get slightly different thoughts. i mean, i don't really ship specific doctors with specific characters, if that makes sense? if they win the hearts of one doctor, then to me, they've won the hearts of all of them. so, i do ship rose with every doctor lol. but ten we got on screen so let me talk about that.

i think tenrose, the way it's written, is a perfect follow up to how ninerose set them up. you know, you've got a kiss on the doctor's side that killed him and only he remembers happening, and on rose's side, her doctor just exploded into a twink. i love how upset rose is by it. i've seen people talk about how unfair she's being or how unreasonable she is, crying because she thinks the man she was falling in love with is gone when the doctor's right there but. he exploded in front of her. she has no information on this, except to hope that it really is her doctor. god, the children in need special where they reconnect immediately post him regenerating is so important to me for this reason. this is upsetting! this isn't something that we should judge rose for not simply rolling with it! but in the end, that is her doctor. changed, slightly, to be loved is to be changed. but it's him.

and yeah, can we talk about the whole ten literally rebuilt himself to be for rose and how that fact fucks him up forever and ever <3 literally a disaster of a man, you can't do that, sir. that's not healthy!!! but i love him for that. it's so doctor-ish of him. in the wake of her becoming a goddess of time and space to save him, how could he not remake himself in her image. to be someone he thinks she will love, that can love her better. i just. sorry going to speak briefly on nine again, but i think about how the majority of the bad wolf scene is framed with every shot of him on his knees, looking up at her. how he only rises back up at the very end to kiss her and save her life in return. that's what i think ten is born out of, more than anything. that moment of terrifying, awestruck devotion, and then the choice to rise again and hope he's enough, know he's enough, to save her life.

and that is always ten. that's him in the satan pit jumping without knowing where the bottom is and then yelling in the face of the devil that he only knows of one goddess, and it's her. that's why when rose is in danger, nothing on this earth can stop him. that's why he burns up a star to say goodbye to her, because that's the only thing in the universe that could be worthy of being exchanged for even a glimpse at her. and it's him when he tries to snuff himself out during the runaway bride, and it's him when he spends so long not being able to see martha for how fantastic she is because all he can do is mourn rose, and it's him when he's so distracted by her finding him again that he gets himself shot by a DALEK.

insane to me, actually. he was literally born wrong out of love.

and not even to mention rose. let's not pretend she's not equally on this train. hello: woman who would have been okay with being trapped with him on the other end of time and the universe from home? woman who was going to ditch all the people she knew and loved in another dimension to stay with him? woman who started blasting herself haphazardly across dimensional barriers with a cannon to find him again? she's as bad as he is. i love her.

[put any ship in my ask box and i’ll give my brutally honest opinion]

#ask #tenrose #ninerose #im realizing. see the thing is the appeal of 'brutally honest opinion' might be to some people for me to tear shit apart #but like. there's only about four ships in the history of ever that annoy me enough to hate them. #and everything else im easily invested in or don't care enough to hate. #so like. i hope yall like gushing <3

[rinbowaman]

S E 7 E N : L U C I F E R

P A R T T H R 3 E

Warnings: One image of a demon in this one, nothing related to smut or anything like the last chapter, just forewarning in case you dont like to look at scary stuff, it's CG developed image that fit the scene i placed it in (AGAIN, NO DEMON RELATED SMUT LIKE LAST TIME) however, you are going to have Heelel with antlers, just saying. if that bothers you, just skip over it. (He is the devil after all) there is smut, not too descriptive but it's in there. There are some dark altered pics of Heelel when he's mad (not like his scary smiling pic of sadistic love) literally just images i adjusted the brightness and contrast to display what I imagined he would look like when angry. Abuse of power, abuse of authority, imbalance of power in a relationship, obsession, possessiveness, aggressive and unhealthy obsession, treating a person like they're a doll or putting them on display (literally), ....curse words...mention of people burning, mentions of children dying (from bad guys). I think that's it. and this is NOT AT ALL PROOFREAD. sorry, not the tiniest bit, as i'm still trying to recover from jetlag and it's been a busy couple of days from the family event. so ignore the mistakes.

Images i found on googled and altered. One image is from account ljungwon. Please support their work.

“Will he receive us?” The master elder asks as he faces Jake.

Looking up at towards the peak view of the mountainous throne from the base, with crossed arms, he sighs out as he issues his response.

“Not sure….he hasn’t really detached himself from up there ever since he took out Jol…and brought her back with him.”

“You mean…..the Mortal Daughter? She’s here?” The elder gasped out.

“I knew that she what the purpose of her existence was…yet I wasn’t at all prepared to find out that he finally got her….after all this time…he never lost interest…he waited.”

The elder remarks his mental note as he once again, shifts his gaze and looks at the younger brother, Leviathan.

“Will you take us to him? We wish to see him.”

Shrugging as he scratches the back of his head, Jake steps aside and extends his arm, gesturing towards the three muses.

“You can go on right ahead. I’ll let him know that you’re making your way up.”

Flaring his dark gray-shadowed wings, the former archangel takes flight and heads to the peak of the tall mountain, leaving the three muses of Heaven to face the stairway extending miles long.

“We best be on our way. Should we stop for breaks, ensure that we keep a look out for the demons that may roam.” The elder bids as he leads the two younger muses along.

The stairway roughly extended passed three miles ahead before they would reach the tip, where Heeseung’s throne was stationed, overlooking the vast fields of the red poppies he planted so long ago….all for you.

A flashback from the time of your arrival in Hell, his voice and the image of his face was permanently ingrained in your mind as you set your gaze upon the red poppy floral ground that surrounded you…you couldn’t escape from them.

“Do you like them?”  You recalled as he spoke out chuckling, all with a lip bitten grin.

“ I planted grew them hoping that they would match the color of your lips, but they don’t even come close…as red as they are…..your red lips is the prettiest….you’re just so beyond remarkable….arent you?”

With a dark giggle, you nearly blacked out upon the last bit of his words as he cradled his fingers around your chin, staring into your eyes with a deathly and terrifying smile of joy….and love….a sinister love.

You sat atop and slightly sank into the tufted cushion of the large platform he had created right in front of his throne.

Despite having your own throne seat next to his, he expressed that he wanted you in front of him…in front of his eyes….where he could see you…stare at you…watch you…he didn’t want to miss a single sense of movement or expression.

The velvet red pillow top sat atop an enormous golden framed platform case, resembling a lavishly large box frame, where the pillow top was extremely soft, filled with angel feathers and adorned with a myriad of satin pillows.

A dainty, single, and delicate ankle chain was connected to the base of his chair. It had enough slack for you to move around freely, in great length, yet should the moment occur that you take flight or walk past the first three steps of the stairway, the slack ended, restricting you from leaving the tight perimeter of his reigning foyer.

Surrounding the platform, were four large golden pillars that extended high on each corner, hovering a sheer translucent red fabric to canvas over your frame as you remained atop the cushion.

Since your body was still developing to it’s immortal form, your strength hadn’t fully regained itself from the performance he displayed in turning you.

“It will take some time.”

His words echoed throughout your brain as he gently stroke your cheek.

Regardless of you changing, going from a mortality state to an immortal one, he had side tables on each corner of the platform, with platters of all the fruits you could imagine. There were also a wide display of nuts, cheeses, jams, and even assorted chocolate candies with pitchers of various wines.

Even noting that after you were fully changed, he expressed how much he knew you would miss the joys of tasting food, so he made a promise to have everything at your displeasure, and when the time is right, when you are trustworthy to not stray, he would take you on regular visits to the world you were born in.

But not now…not for a long time. He sensed that you were not yet fully acclimated to the adjustment, and that you missed home…you missed your family….you missed the setting of the place you initially belonged to.

From the platform, you sat kneeling and chained. Your body lacked any cover as he kept you naked with only subtle body jewelry and chains to adorn your figure.

“I want to see you….all of you.”

“Stop covering up, don’t be shy. Leave yourself open…..I love looking at you.”

“Look at me…..pretty……smile for me…..”

“Cry as much as you like, you’re still beautiful as ever.”

He’d have you adorn anywhere from pure gold beads with white diamonds, or black pearl strings, delicately decorating your waist, ankles, wrists, neck, and over your breasts, which he had pierced, delighting the look of the jeweled pieces that adorned each nipple.

Surprisingly, perhaps it was due to your body changing, you didn’t feel a thing when he had Sunoo come over to do the deed of puncturing a hole through each nip.

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“This shouldn’t hurt…but if you feel anything, let me know.”

Sunoo gently remarks as he takes hold of you and with a golden needle, one of ancient age, he pierces through, while feeding through the selected jewels that Heeseung picked out.

The Prince of Lust was quite crafty and quick, but it shouldn’t surprise you since that was right up his alley. In fact, just before you received your piercings, Sunoo had showed you his own.

“See? Aren’t they nice?”

Removing his shirt, he shows off the dainty piercings that lay on his chest, and it was subtle, but there were also….

“I got these while I was visiting Earth, it fascinated me. They speak of lust and desire, that’s also the same time I learned about the alterations of the body such as puncturing skin and adorning jewelry. It’s very enticing…isnt’ it?” he remarked as he took notice of you viewing the faint bit of tattoos that designed his pectoral muscles.

“Now, hold still, we’re going to make this quick and you’ll be right back with Heeseung.” He softly smiles as he cups your cheek.

Viewing the world from afar, it looked so large and graceful as it floats in the middle of the pitch black sky, all decorated by the galaxies and stars that gave it a subtle bit of illumination, yet the biggest source of light, was the massive moon over the horizon that appeared to be rising, yet was stationed in mid levitation as it gazes over the wide field of the red flowers.

It was massive, it looked as if you could walk right up to it. It shone brightly and paved the entire region with it’s light. You couldn’t deny it, the region of Hell that Heeseung had formatted, all for your arrival, was breathtaking.

It was hard though, and extremely mundane to not be able to tell how much time has passed. With the sun farther off on the opposite side of the earth, you couldn’t tell if each day had gone by, not until you noticed as the earth took movement and shifted around, the continents were the key in telling you that a full day had passed.

You constantly watched it, displaying a look of yearning as you wondered how everyone back at home were doing. Especially since the former archangel, Jol, being defeated and brutally slain by Heeseung, the world was now back to normal, no longer living in the dark ages of authoritative abuse and corruption. It was back to a time that you had longed for, yet you’re not able to enjoy even though you are the reason for it’s return.

Sitting across the platform, in close distance, he sat still and wouldn’t move….he couldn’t take his eyes off you.

He adorned a full black, princely attire with knee high boots and form fitting trousers, along with a satin black shirt with a kneel length coat. His legs crossed, elbow propped on the arm to extend the reach of his hand to his chin, which he stroked delicately as he admires the nude form of your body, the soft skin that glowed against the moonlight in the background, and the dainty pieces of jewelry, along with your wings…

“Leave your wings out, pretty. I fucking love your wings.”

Your wings on full display, he admired the white base of the coloration, protruding a silver Nacre hue that was exactly like the Mother of Pearl.

“So pretty…..”

On the left wing, a small group lying beneath the undercarriage of the structure, partially hidden underneath the white Nacre coloration, was the pungent black group of feathers that represented the darkened ingredients to your soul.

Though he was born with dark shadowed gray wings, the same as all angels in Heaven, his had slowly turned black, eluding a dark purple and red hue as he resided in his own kingdom of Hell, the moment he expelled himself from Heaven’s gates. How lovely of a feature was it, to see his darkness reflected in the lightness of your soul….of his soul.

“Heeseung!” Jakes voice comes from above as he swoops in and lands effortlessly to the side of Heeseung’s throne.

Without taking his gaze off you, Heeseung doesn’t move an inch, he merely issues a “Mmhmm..” towards his younger brother.

“The muses are on their way up.” Jake alerts.

Not at all responding, he takes notice of how Heeseung remains staring at you, with a slight smirk on his face.

Chuckling to himself, Jake shakes his head with a smile on his face.

“Do you want me to tell them to leave?” he asks.

Maintaining his gaze on the love of his life, Heeseung softly shakes his head and raises a brow as he watches you swoop your hair over your shoulder, keeping it at bay from having it draping all over your body as you continued to admire the Earth from where you knelt.

Jake chuckles once more. Stepping aside, he looks at you with a tilted head and a soft smile.

“Hi y/n. Feeling better?” he asks.

You merely look at him with a seldom expression and gave just a slight, gentle nod.

“That’s good. Get lots of rest, it’s going to be a while before your body full adjusts. Keep big brother happy, okay?” he chuckles teasingly.

Turning his head back to Heeseung, he speaks out before departing.

“Send for me if you change your mind about the muses.” With his last note, he propels himself off the peak and into the air as he takes flight.

You hardly got to see them, as they relished in their own regions, yet when you did, you at least appreciated and felt comforted by Heeseung’s siblings as they all issued a warm greeting and asked if you had needed anything. Though, regardless of your history with them before you were brought to Hell, they never dared take things any further than that, because now, you belong to Heeseung…..Heeseung only.

Watching Jake’s form disappearing as he flies off, you shift your gaze back to the rotating Earth. Heeseung continued to stare at you, as you both remained silent. It wasn’t anything new.

You couldn’t be sure exactly how long it had been since you arrived in Hell, yet you assumed it had been roughly about three weeks, and each day that passed, it was always the same. You were propped as if you were high valued art, and he sat on his throne, continuously appreciating you as he stared.

The muses arrived sometime after Jake issued his note of their arrival. Staring at you, the elder of the three muses gasped as he placed a hand over his chest at the sight of you.

The other two muses, the younger ones, followed suit as they looked at you with a wide eyed stare, as if you were some kind of miracle.

But that was because…you were….you were his miracle….

“…Heeseung…is she?....”

Heeseung doesn’t budge, he merely stays in his seat and continues to stare at you. A faint smile of satisfaction permanently stationed on his face the longer he looked at you.

“He sent us here….he wanted to express the meaning of his love for you….and for what you did….to save humanity.” The elder notes as Heeseung still remained unresponsive and maintained his gaze on you.

“The arch angel Jol, upon realizing that his only chance to erase humanity was to use the aid of humans, he made a deal, after narrowing down the weakest and most corrupt of souls.”

The elder muse studies Heeseung for a moment, looks back at you, and then shifts his gaze back at the Devil before him. Taking note of how the Prince of Darkness was entirely too enamored by you, the elder saw no point in furthering the conversation.

Turning back and dismissing himself as well as the younger two muses, he pauses his steps as he looks at you for the last time, knowing that his meeting with you would not happen for a second time.

Looking up to return the gaze, you looked slightly confused as you wondered why the elder man was just looking at you. It wasn’t until he spoke out softly, with the utmost pity you had ever received.

“My heart be still…..for I nor any muse, angel, or demon will ever witness something so miraculous….the flesh and blood of God. Be brave and strong….it is not your fault…nor was it his…..you are destined to teach and tame…..so please….do your best….o’ mortal child of my master.”

Your face trails behind them as they took their leave. Tilting your head as you watched them walk down the stairs, you were processing the man’s words, not even hearing Heeseung scoffing a smirk as he removes his hand from his chin, gets up from his throne, and walks over to you as you remained focus on the three muses, your head turned away in the opposite direction from where he stood aside from you.

Grabbing onto your wing, he gently pulls you to face him, delicately pushing you down on your back as he began to cover your entire body with ravishing kisses. He took aim at your womanhood like a spotlight and displayed sensual love as his tongue made love to your clit, punctured through your slit, and massaged the inside of your walls.

He fondled with your breasts, dragged his tongue from left to right and in circles over the regions of your stomach, your chest, and your thighs.

He displayed such brute strength, always taking you in various positions, to include suspending you in the air and supporting your entire weight as he cradled you with his arms. His hands remained firmly latched on your derriere as he gripped on each cheek and bounced you vigorously on his length. Succumbing to the highest essence of pleasure, your hands grips his shoulders, or his chest, yet you felt the need to grab on to something else…something that you could wrap your fingers around as you found yourself curling them from the intense pleasure. That and your toes.

Noting the gasping state of your orgasms, yet always wanting to keep going, he issued you ‘some’ relief as he would extend his antlers from his head, while still remaining in his mortal form.

“You can grab on to them….pretty.” he told you as he kept fucking you.

Reaching up as his hands tightened their grip around your waist, you found some of the pressure taken away from the intense pain and pleasure of his member thrusting inside you, rendering you to cum multiple times. Coiling your fingers around the magnificent display of the rack that sat atop his thatch of black hair, holding on for dear life, he’d find the basis of a new momentum as you latch on, furthering stabling yourself to him. Taking advantage, he’d increase the pace, the ferocity, and the rhythm as he would thrust harder, deeper, and faster.

He appeared as a hybrid of some sort, with his antlers out yet looking like the dashing mortal man that he appeared to be. His eyes lacked all luster as they became matte black.

As the muses finally reached the base of the mountain, your screams filled the air, coating the entire regions of Hell with lusts of pain, pleasure, and euphoria in your tone.

Noting that your tone, through all the pleasurable moans that were encased with each scream, there was a cry for help within your voice as you echoed out his name and your pleas.

The elder knew, though he felt nothing but sympathy for the one that was destined to live this life…with the Devil.

In the sporadic of the time that would pass, there were also times that he would approach you, and display his physical affection in various manners, not just through intercourse, though it happened nearly all the time, as he caved into engage in the heat of passion since he couldn’t take any more of the aching that punched inside him. Could anyone blame him? The Devil? You were too glorious for him not to touch you….the fact that you were all his…that you belonged to him…made it even harder for him to restrain himself.

“Come here….come to me.”

“Yeah? You fucking like that?”

“You feel so good….fuck I can’t tell you how happy I am that you’re mine.”

“Now repeat after me, ‘Daddy I want your seed.’ Just like that, okay pretty?”

“Scream out my name with that sweet voice of yours.”

“Open your mouth and moan for me. Just like that…..fucking say my name, pretty.”

You’re not sure of how many times he’s already lost control and submitted you to his raging passion and love, but it had to have been in the high numbers already, despite it being only a few weeks since you’ve been here with him.

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At first, you found yourself afraid and disgusted with the way he had issued you those pet names, coated your body with his lips, devoured you, pelted you, and thrusted every inch of his love in you. Yet….

It was strange and frustrating, the feeling of pleasure overrides your better judgement and you mentally caught yourself wanting more, though you tried to remain strong in avoiding speaking it out. But you felt yourself breaking, inch by inch, as you not only craved it, but you stopped putting up a fight. You started to accept it begrudgingly, though it would transition to you embracing his touch….returning his kisses…..moaning out the pleasures as he licked you down from head to toe.

He was brutal, you knew of that, you’ve seen it.

For even though his region was nothing but blissful beauty, a sight to behold, the vast regions of Hell is so large, it was entirely a different world of its own. Frightening demons roamed the lands, aimlessly wandering. You had learned through Niki, that the demons were born out of the souls of the dead, of those who committed high, atrocious crimes against humanity. Rapists, murderers, criminals of all serious types that committed the harshest of offenses towards mankind, all fall into the abyss of the River Styx, where they are forever tormented. On occasion, however, when the soul yearns for more damage, craving for the pain and screams of others, they ravage the lands seeking out one another, only to fight to their deaths.

“It helps cleanse the lands if we let them roam and kill each other off.” Niki stated.

Yet, the moment you stepped foot in Heeseung’s region, you as well as the siblings, and the Prince of Darkness himself, all learned that due to the essence that you were made of, out of God himself, you drew the attention of these ravaging demons as they yearned to tear you apart, ravaging your body and splitting you open.

The first you witnessed it, was shortly, nearly a day after you were brought ‘home’. Everything had been just as it was now, with you on the platform, adjusting to the new sights as you lay naked on the bedding, where Heeseung had a full view as he sat on his throne just as he is doing right now.

It was distant, yet it grew nearer as you heard the clamping sound of something harshly approaching up the stairway. With a loud and beastly growl, he ran with a murderous eye as it extended its hand, reaching upwards in your direction. You shook at the sight of the massive demon, who looked as if it stood eight or nine feet in height, with a large and muscular form as it rushes up with the intent in tear you to pieces.

You froze as the thing was nine or ten steps away from making it’s way over to you, when suddenly Heeseung, in a flash, migrated from the seat of his throne and appeared before you, standing in the way of the flesh craved demon, never allowing the creature to get passed the last step of the stairway.

His transition was so quick, it was as if he teleported, just as his brothers had done. Snapping his hand out, harshly grabbing the demon by the neck, his fingers pinch in and digs into the skin, puncturing into dark flesh.

The demon growled and roared in pain as it attempts to reach for Heeseung, yet the Devil remained untouchable. Raising his arm, Heeseung’s eyes grew murderous, dark, and sadistically twisted with a rage like you had never seen as he aimed his sights directly to the demon’s face. Without saying a word, Heeseung reaches up with his other hand, and while maintain the hold he had, he tears off each limb, before tossing aside off the mountain top that you both were perched on.

Limb by limb, the dying cries of the monster before him, you shunned your sight away from the gruesome display as your ‘husband’ took out the demon and finished him off by slowly tearing his neck from its body. The ripping of flesh and the gurgitation of the demon choking on its blood before the finishing move sent waves of panic, fear, and anxiety throughout your body.

Tossing what was left, Heeseung turns to find you in a kneeling state, slight hunched as you cradled your breasts, trying to cover as much of your nudity as you possibly could.

You may have been fearful and going through some sort of psychological trauma at that very moment, but to him, you were mesmerizing. The way your hair draped over your shoulder, with the few slick pieces that remained on your cheek, your soft skin, your womanly frame, your wings, and the dainty jewelry pieces that complimented your complexion. All of it. Everything was putting him in a trance.

With his sinister glare all but disappeared, it remained faintly as he smirks at the sight of you. Walking up to the platform that you were perched on, he grabs a small brunch of grapes from one of the platters on the side tables from the nearby bed corner, swinging around the pillar and plopping himself on the bed, he lies on his back right next to your kneeling frame. With one hand resting behind his head, his ankles crossed, he was in a relaxed state as he starts to bite off from the cluster he had in his hand, munching on the dark purple grapes.

Extending his hand with the cluster of the sparkling purple fruit, he presents it next to your face, to which you shook your head and faced away.

But that didn’t sit well with him. You needed to eat, your body hasn’t fully transitioned, not to mention he prefers that you be obedient, since everything he outlined and had you do was all for your own sake and health.

He doesn’t say anything, instead, he shifts to lay on his side, reaching over with this other hand, he gently places it on the back of your head, and pulls you in towards his face where he had the clustered fruit next to his lips.

The moment he brought your face inches away, all he stated was, “eat.”

Opening your mouth, he brings the grapes closer, the moment your lips touched one, you bite it off ever so gently and chew on it. He smirks before moving his hand away from your head and leans back down in his relaxed position, munching on the fruit as he watches you.

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Days and weeks have gone by. The routines of Heeseung watching you, admiring you, and taking you was like clockwork, it happened every single waking second, which was nearly all the time for him since he didn’t require sleep. Since you were still adjusting, you found yourself dozing off here and there, yet initially the feeling of tiredness was a lot stronger. As time went on, you found yourself not feeling the need to sleep, hunger was beginning to be a thing of the past as you were starting to rarely find yourself hungry, at this point, eating food just became a thing to do all for the sake of taste, not so much for sustenance.

There were other things, such as your vision. You developed a magnified sense as you would gaze at the stars, with the speckles appearing as sprinkles against the matte black canvas of the sky, you surprised yourself the moment you were able to zoom in and gaze on the fine details of every star and planet in the sky.

Unless prescribed by him, you hardly felt any pain. You couldn’t confirm…not yet at least, but you felt your strength coming back, yet it felt as if you had the strength that of an entire army as you tested the waters and grabbed the nearby fruit bowl made of pure gold. It was large, and heavy as you remembered, yet you now can balance the bowl in full just with the tip of your pinky.

Your senses have become more acute and enhanced, you started to gain the powers of telekinesis. Everything about you was changing…

To include your feelings and emotions about being in Hell and being with him….

At first you were scared, you had regretted your decision, though you were convinced that you never had one to begin with, you were doomed for Hell. You found out, that it was what you were created and destined for.

Yet as time went by, despite his cruel and terrifying, sadistic nature, with you, he was always soft and gentle. Other than the manner of how he expressed his performance sexually, when he wasn’t engaged in intercourse, he was delicate in handling you.

Throughout the days, as he watches you from his relaxed seated position, he would get up and walk over, just to brush his fingertips along your arms, your hair, or against your cheek, normally startling you while you gazed at the Earth.

He would come up and sit you on his lap, gaze at the world of humans with you, interlocking your fingers together where he would tell you of the ancient worlds, and how humanity developed from the history of culture, mythology, religion, and evolution. You never would have realized how wrong historians and experts were as he corrected the details of timelines, events, and the truths of how humans gained independence and a means for survival.

He would raise your hand along with his own, cupping yours, he’d physically show you all the hidden celestial spheres of each planetary moon as he moved your hand to point in the correct direction of each notable star and planet.

He made stars, created new ones and formed them into new constellations, which he dedicated to you. One was of your favorite flower, another was of your favorite animal, while the other were the initials of your name.

He’d stroke his fingertips and graze them over your nude body as you slept, not yet fully transitioned. He would whisper the sweetest words in your ears as he cuddled you against his frame. He never left your side, never leaving you alone. Wherever he would go, you were taken with him.

Noticing that you were starting to feel a bit bored as you gained immortality, and that time had no meaning, you found yourself constantly laying on your stomach, with your knees bent as you swung your feet high and gazed at the earth in a mundane state. He had both Sunghoon and Jake watch over you as he disappeared for just a moment, returning with a pair of fortune spheres from the ancient world. Plopping them gently in front of you, he smiled each time he watched you play with them as he sat on his throne.

Eventually, as more time had passed, you felt more comfortable around him. You knew of the lines and boundaries that you could not cross, and never thought about doing so, all the ensure that you didn’t bring out the anger or dark side of his endearing nature that he displayed towards you. He would never do anything that would threaten your life, but you just knew that the punishment he would have in store for you in the case you broke any of the rules he set forth, would have been just as harsh.

But despite all that, he would still love you….he loves you to the ends of every planet, star, and galactic cluster in the sky.

So why not let him keep loving you? Why not accept him? Why not serve him, since he’s willing to serve you?

You felt entirely comfortable being in the nude in front of him, it didn’t bug you any longer, yet the moment you asked for something as you didn’t like it when others would see you on display bare naked, he not only honored your request, but he also got you the finest silk, jewels, and thread you could imagine. He had lascivious dresses made, yet no matter how much skin showed, the format of each attire was beautiful. He expressed how much you resembled the Greek goddesses, so he made you look the part by fashioning you with wreaths of gold, risqué togas, and dangling jewels. He even gathered jeweled chains that he had adorned your wings with.

“There…pretty….you’re so perfect….you could never know just how much I adore you.”

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“Here they are.” Niki and the other brothers all brought forth the faces of those you thought you’d never see again.

Chained up and dragged like cattle, was the prior Senator, Forras, and his wide group of cult posse, some of which you had crossed paths before with each brother as they regulated the streets for the established curfew.

“Fucking kneel down.” Jungwon issued harshly as he lightly kicked the Senator and his group all into a kneeled state.

There they were….kneeling in a row before you as you sat atop your glorious platformed bedding. Your wings shined against the moonlight, and your jewels glistened like dew drops in the morning sun.

Standing from his throne, Heeseung walks over and sits next to you on the bedding, his feet lifted from the ground as the platformed stood at least four feet off the ground. Shifting over with his arms crossed, he leans in towards you as he grabs hold of your neck, gently, and pulls you in.

He lays you in a cradling manner in his arm, similar to that of a mother and a newborn. Licking the pad of his thumb, he reaches over and brushes it against your lips, coating it with his saliva to make the cherry stain color shine.

Rocking you as he cradled you in his arm, he takes his free hand and interlocks his fingers with your own.

“Tell me…..pretty….what do you want me to do with them? Hmm? I’ll end them in any way you want, just tell me. I can rip their heads off? Or I can torture them slowly until they beg for death. Just tell me. What do you wanna see?”

You look him in the eyes as he continues to rock your frame gently, moving the pieces of your hair from your face as he tucks them behind each ear.

Shifting your gaze momentarily towards the row of offenders who not only attempted to do harm to you, but had indeed taken the lives of others….women, children, and men who were all serving a purpose in life as mothers, fathers, daughters, and sons.

You’ll never forget, before you found out the truth on how the corrupt figures kneeling before you had coordinated and gained influence by making a deal with the archangel Jol, not even knowing that he had his own hidden agenda, by erasing mankind clean off the earth.

The image of the children that were torched alive, ripped open, cut into dozens of pieces as their time of execution arrived….the screams of each one, varied in age, yet desired the nurture and comfort of their mothers as they died brutally from the angels that were sent forth.

“…..this man….and his people…..they did that…they are responsible.”

For a moment, as you mentally remarked your voice in your head, a sprout of anger grew within you. You’ll never forget those screams…the bloodshed and the pain they had to endure….even though the angels were the ones committing the deed, it was this man who allowed corrupt heart to cause it all to happen. Not only that, but he had no sympathy in his eyes…just fear of losing his life. All of them did. There was not a single ounce of repentance for the lives lost, they were responsible for.

“What do you want me to do?” Heeseung whispers, taking notice of the inflamed spark in your eye as you glared over to the grown men and women that looked back at you, some were with pleading looks for you to spare them, others were with discontent as they burned with a hatred for you, like the one that Michael Forras was giving you right now.

“…..I’m not sure….I just….what I do know is that….” You stuttered out softly.

“What is it pretty? Do you want them to burn? I can do that….you them to burn?” He asks you, placing your hand over his heart as he cups it with his own.

Looking back up at him, you slightly nod as you issued your words.

“For the others…I don’t have a preference….but him….” You glared over to Forras, who returns it right back. “He……needs to get it the worst out of all of them…..whatever you can think of….just make him pay…..” you shift your eyes on the ground as you erase the image of the children that died, all the while Micahel Forras would sit atop his lavish building, located at the top floor, partaking in his fine dining and adorning himself with such expensive clothing.

Snarling a wide grin, Heeseung chuckles out aloud as he grabs your chin, and kisses you with such harsh passion.

“Oh my fucking girl! I’d do anything for you…you know that?”

Standing up from the bedding, he issues the command to his brothers for them to take the cult members and do away with them, to which they found their pleasures in doing so.

Leaving Forras behind, Heeseung walks up and using his own telekinetic powers, he levitates Forras’s body over towards his intolerable grip.

Grabbing the man by his hair, he drags him effortlessly over towards you.

“Stick out your feet, pretty.”

Throwing the man at your feet as you leave them dangling off the edge of the platform, Heeseung sits next to you once more. Shifting a thigh with a bent knee to lay flat on the bedding, he leaves one leg hanging off as he sits with crossed arms.

Glaring down at the man, he speaks firmly as he admires his fingertips, before taking your hand in his and admiring yours.

“Kiss her feet….it will be the last thing you’re going to taste before I kill you.”

Forras’s body shook from immense fear, all from the look in Heeseung’s eye. Doing as he bids, Forras begins to kiss each foot.

While admiring your fingertips, Heeseung speaks without even so much as glancing over to the grown man.

“….Now tell me….is it true?....from what I heard….you tried to force your filthy body on to my wife…..is that right?” Heeseung issues, all the while taking note of some fuzz underneat the very tip of your fingernail. Examining it closely, he reaches over and digs it out.

“I also heard that….when she fought you off….you had that piece of shit, Jol, assign those useless things to kill her off….riiiiiight?” Heeseung continued. You felt Forras gasping into sobs as he continued to kiss your feet.

“So?...” Heeseung re-crosses his arms, raising a brow as he glares down at the pitiful man. “Apologize.”

Forras looks up with wide eyes and a slightly confused look.

“I didn’t say stop either….kiss her feet and apologize to my fucking queen.”

Forras continues as Heeseung commanded, all the while he apologizes relentlessy, completely ridden with fear and panic.

“good….” Heeseung states calmly as he gets off the platform, and picks Forras back up by the hair once more.

“Now…..for all the things you did to her….and for pissing her off….BURN for it.”  With his grasp held tightly on Forras’s grape, the man’s body slowly engulfed in flames as Heeseung continued to hold him in mid air, not at all bothered by the flames that coated his arm and hand, having absolutely no effect on him.

Despite feeling that he deserved it, you still couldn’t find it in your heart to watch as you shunned your face away and winced your eyes shut, covering your hears to filter out the screams.

Turning back around, Heeseung looks over at you with the most sadistically loving smile, it was so dark and twisted, it would have been more than enough to make a serial killer’s skin crawl off their own body.

Walking over to you, looping his hands underneath your kneecaps as they remained hanging off the platform, he spreads them open as he situates himself in between your thighs. Grabbing hold of your neck, he lowers his body as he lays you down, hovering over you.

Placing his lips on your forehead, he takes a deep inhale before he pulls slightly back and gazes into your eyes. Taking your hand in his own, he places it on the back of his head, and curls your fingers inward, gesturing for you to grab onto his hair.

“Its okay if you want to pull…its not going to hurt me…..with what I’m about to do to you, you’re going to need some leverage…..” he smirks as his eyes grew wide upon staring deep into your peepers.

Sighing out a long and deep exhale through an open mouth, he speaks out once more.

“Oh…..my wife…..tell me....what is the name I blessed you with? I want to hear you say it.....tell me.....recite it, just like I showed you......"

The name....the name and title that he gave to you......

..................................

“You watch as the birds soar through the open skies. 

Only to fall in mid-flight, should they look into my my eyes. 

Observe the koi, as they grace the water with their beauty, and their color.

Watch them drown to the depths below, when they witness the glory of my wonder. 

Take pity on the moon, as it peers in the night with its glow, luster, and essence.

For it hides in shame once it notes my enchanting presence. 

At long last after its winter slumber, the flower takes full bloom, gleaming in pride.

Shutting away, noting thy face and heart, it propels to hide. 

Gaze upon my wings of black and white, 

Reflecting the darkness in my eyes, yet my heart remains light. 

I am as soft as the feather of an angels wing, yet sharp as the demon’s horn. 

I am the cause and reason, that our two worlds are left un-torn.

You stand happy and free, saved from the Devils wrath, hold those tears of relief from your cries. 

For it was I, who was left without a choice, devoured by his love, I paid the ultimate sacrifice. 

For the moment he knew I would eventually wake, 

My body and soul, was claimed and all for him to take. 

I am his love, his reason, and his obsession, 

All of which saved you, from the angels possession. 

Call me what the scriptures entail, as Lucina, the Queen of Hell, or Y/N, the mortal bride of the first archangel. 

No matter the title, I will forever be wrapped by the chains of his love, for which I am entangled. 

His gaze allows my soul to remain pure, but his touch devours my beauty, and leaves me tainted. 

He corrupts me with his kisses, a poison that I am eternally to receive as fated. 

I am both, the pitch darkness and the fair light of bliss. 

Beg of me, Helena, Wife of Helel, the Two-Toned Winged Goddess, will make you immortal with a kiss.”

Authors note: On to the next chapter! A F T E R M A T H It's in the works, stay tuned!

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#heeseung x reader #heeseung scenarios #heeseung smut #enha x reader #heeseung hard thoughts #heeseung hard hours #heeseung fanfic #enhypen smut #enhypen hard hours #enha heeseung #enha imagines #enha fanfiction #enha fics #enha scenarios #enhypen imagines #enhypen au #enhypen hard thoughts #kpop smut #dark kpop #dark fics #dark enhypen #yandere heeseung #yandere!heeseung #heeseung yandere #yandere

[keirawantstocry]

poly morning crew but tubbo is insecure about his height and fitpac are trying to help him be less insecure about it :)

this got so incredibly off track i literally see one word and run with things swear down

hiii, um I kinda took this and ran with it? I will upfront say I am not a trans man but i am trans so i drew on my own personal experience to write this and dont mean to write anything… incorrect or anything of the sort <3 and if anyone reads this and i have accidently ending up portraying something incorrectly pls tell me immediately so i can rewrite

Most days Tubbo was fine with being trans. It was just part of who he was, like his brown hair or any of his birthmarks. Other days it bugged him. How much shorter he was compared to some of the other guys. How soft his body was. But he was fine. He wouldn't fucking talk to somebody about it, wasn't that big of a deal anyway. Nobody even noticed when he had his off days, Phil was focused on a thousand other things and the annoying voice of his husband in his head just prattled on and on about dumb shit before disappearing. 

He was working out when it hit him. A wave of dysphoria so strong he physically bent over and closed his eyes. Mentally he swore. Horrible timing. Pac was supposed to be over in less than à few minutes and he could barely stand without seeing himself and feeling sick. 

Speak of the devil, he thought as the doorbell rang and Pac's animated voice slid it's way through the house. “Tubboooo.” 

Tubbo groaned but he had no choice. Laying down the weights he had been using, he headed over to the door to let Pac inside. 

“Hey, Pac.” The man looked fucking gorgeous as per usual. It would sour Tubbo's mood if he wasn't so attracted to him. His infectious smile spread to Tubbo's face as they embraced. “It's good to see you, man.” 

It was easy at first, hiding the nasty self hatred boiling in his gut. Unfortunately Pac was incredibly more attuned to his feelings then either Phil or Tommy. “What's wrong?” he asked as they sat down on the couch together. 

“Nothing,” Tubbo blustered, avoiding his eyes. 

“Tubbo,” he said in an uncharacteristic stern voice. It softened again as he gently took Tubbo's face in his hands and turned his head to look at him. “What's wrong, meu bem?” 

With a long sigh, Tubbo accepted his fate. “I just feel like shit about myself today.” 

Pac's head tilted in curiosity. “Why?” 

“Honestly, I'm not sure what triggered it.” 

“But what do you feel shit about?” Pac took a second to look around, trying to find his words, his warm hands still against his cheeks. “What about yourself?” 

Tubbo laughed lightly, trying to shove down the churning in his stomach. “My body. I just wish… I wish I was born a guy.” Bile rose in his throat as he tried to choke down the shame. He hated being vulnerable especially with someone that he cared so much about. He met his eyes trying to gauge his reaction. The expression he was met with was one of pure confusion.

“I'm sorry I don't understand.” 

“I'm trans," he said as bluntly as he could.

Pac just blinked at him slowly as if trying to comprehend the words coming out of his mouth. “That doesn't make you any less of a man.” 

“Easy for you to say that,” Tubbo scoffed. 

Unexpectedly Pac laughed as if it was one of the funniest things he had heard all day. “You do know I'm trans right?” 

Tubbo stared at him as he felt his brain short circuit. “What? No, I didn't fucking know that what the fuck.” Surprised laughter was bubbling its way out of his chest before he could stop it. The shame was dissipating at the speed of light because here was one of the prettiest, most attractive men he’d ever known and he was just like him. 

He laughed again before bringing his hands up to grab Pac’s face and kiss him firmly on the lips. Pac giggled into his mouth before kissing him back, sliding his hands into Tubbo’s hair. The kisses were sloppy, more shared laughter and wet open mouths than anything. But it felt so good, so right. 

They finally stopped kissing and Tubbo realized that somehow they had ended up laying back on top of each other on the couch. “How did I not know you were trans?” he said, still in awe. 

Pac laughed, light and airy. “You hate me and don’t pay attention to me.” 

“Shut the fuck up.” Then for good measure he kissed him again to truly shut him up. Warmth had replaced the feeling in his gut and was now spreading through his entire body. For the first time he felt good about it; not bad, not neutral but good.

#qsmp #my writing #fanfiction #q!tubbo #q!pac #pacbo #TRANS TUBBO AGENDA #everyone is trans in my mind #so hey if someone wants to see a part two with fit telling tubbo that hes also trans then i meannnn

[goddoesntfavoryou]

may the devil request a smut of gun :'(

OMG ofc!!

MINORS SHOO

How do you like your coffee?

Gun Park x female!reader

Includes: oral (male receiving), penetration, goo just existing, mentions of past abusive relationship, one night stand.

A/N: this is the first time I’m writing a smut so I’m really sorry if its bad!

You called a cab and rushed out of the house since you were already late. On the way to the club you started to doubt if this was a good idea, your self-esteem was down to the ground even after it took so long to get ready, you still doubt you will attract someone since the words of your now ex boyfriend were playing on repeat in your head. Words of how no other man will look at you the way he does, how no one actually finds you attractive, words that soon will be erased from your mind.

Arriving at the location was faster than you expected. After getting out of the cab you saw your friend in front of the club waiting for you. After hugging your friend they broke the silence:

“I’m so glad you decided to come.”

“How could I not come? I haven’t seen you in like forever” you said as a smile made its way to your lips.

“You know what I meant by that. I thought you still want that bastard back.”

An embarrassed look took over your face at the memory of how many nights you cried for that man.

“Whatever, you will find yourself a man this night and be forever over that ass hole.” Your friend said as you two made your way into the club.

It was very dark inside, the only source of light were the blue and purple neons that kept flashing in rythm with the loud music. You and your friend got were now sitting in front of the bar waiting for your drinks.

“Sooo? See anyone?” your friend said pretty loud enough for anyone near you to hear.

“Well, not really” You said pretty embarrassed that you were in fact here to get a man’s attention.

“Here are your drinks” The bartender said and when you took your card out to pay he added “That guy paid for them.” motioning towards a blonde guy that was sitting at a table a few feet away from you with another man you found to be really handsome that seemed to be annoyed by the blonde’s presence.

After taking your drinks you decided to go and thank the blonde man.

Noticing you coming towards him a wide smile was now plastered on his face. “You’re way prettier up close darling” he said looking up to you.

“Thank you for paying for my and my friend’s drinks” you said as formally as you could.

“I sweat that you literally have the same line for every girl you see” the man next to the blonde said in an annoyed tone while pinching his nose bridge.

“Awwww, c’mon Gun, dont be so mean to me.”

You wanted to laugh at the dynamic between them two but decided to keep that laugh in.

“So, sweetheart, whats your type?” the blonde dude asks you.

Deciding to be bold you replied “Your friend resembles my type very well.”

“What?” was the blonde’s response as he saw how amused was Gun with your reply to his faulty flirting.

“Y/N” your friend called making you divert your attention from Gun who seemed to be inspecting you.

“Y/N! Why did you let me alone at the bar?” your friend said, their eyes darting between you and the two men from the table.

“AH! YOU’RE WAY PRETTIER UP CLOSE DARLING!” Said Goo to your friend and both you and Gun started laughing at him.

“Um.. ok” your friend said not giving the blonde any attention. “So, Y/N, how do you like your coffee?”

“What?” you replied not understanding what f/n wants.

F/N then motions towards the two males at the table and it clicks for you. They were asking you which of them you liked. Looking towards them you gave a side-eye to Gun and they got the idea.

“Can we stay with you two?” Your friend asked turning towards the blonde dude. “I’m F/N”

“Of course you can ! I’m Goo and this is Gun” said the man with a very excited tone.

“Oh, that’s right, I’m Y/N”

The four of you talked for a while, you had a lot of attempts to get Gun to talk with you before he finally gave in and you two actually had a more decent conversation. As the alcohol was kicking in you moved more close to the man and were more bold with your flirting. This didnt go unnoticed by Gun and by the time your friend interrupted he already had his hand on your tigh.

“Y/N, I’m not feeling good” your friend said.

Before you got the chance to ask them whats wrong Goo spoke:

“It’s ok! Don’t bother Y/N, I will take you outside so you can take a breathe of fresh air”

“Are you sure its ok?” You asked your friend

“Yes, its fine” f/n said as they made their way outside with Goo.

“You live close?” Gun asked you.

“Kinda, but we don’t live together and besides they won’t let me take them home.”

“That’s not why I’m asking.”

“Oh” You said before the male pressed his lips on yours. Your head was spinning from the alcohol in your drink and from his intoxicating smell. You kissed him back as the hand he had on your tigh was slowly going upwards your dress. Then he broke the kiss and repeated “So you live close?”

The way home felt like it took forever. After finally getting home you didnt even get the chance to take your shoes off sincer Gun’s hands were all over you as he was kissing you roughly. Clothes were torn apart or being tossed on the floor making a way towards your bedroom. His kissing got more aggressive, his hands searching for more parts of your body before finally finding the clasp to your bra.

Your hands started exploring his body, fingers tracing the scars he had on his back before getting down to the hem of his pants as Gun got up looking at you with a smirk across his face.

“You’re waiting for what now?”

His words were enough to make you open his pants and caress the outline of his cock through his boxers earning a groan as a response from the tall male. Taking his boxers down you were met with his hard cock, a sight that made your mouth water. Taking Gun’s lenght into your mouth seemed easier than actually was, his girth and lenght made it really difficult to suck on it making you a drooling mess as Gun entangled a hand in your hair to keep you still as he started moving his hips back and forth.

The sight of Gun naked and the way his cock was marking your throat made you try to rub your tighs in an attempt to get some sort of relief, this didnt go unnoticed by him as he pushed your head away from his cock, leaving a string of spit going from your mouth to his length.

Gun pushed you on the soft blanked on your bed looking at you with a lust you’ve never seen before. The moonlight rays were passing through the bedroom’s window, the only source of light made him seem so dreamy, contouring his face and body making him appear so out of this world.

He then kissed you hard, his hands roaming around your body, drawing circles on your skin here and there as he spread your legs. A moan escaped your lips as Gun sank into your wet core going slow first and as your moans got faster, your nails dug deeper into his back, his moves got more rough. You kissed him again, this time it wasn’t a rough kiss like you two exchanged before, it was more of an intimate kiss, that, to your surprise, he returned.

Your moans got louder as you started loosing your vision and his name came out of your mouth as a chant.

“Go ahead, I’m almost finished too.” Was all Gun said as you came, taking only a few more thrusts for the man to reach his climax too.

After some time you got out of your bedroom leaving Gun to wonder what exactly happened, he took out his cigarette pack from his pants that were laying on your bedroom’s floor but before he could light it you came back with something to eat and a shy smile across your face.

“I didn’t have enough ingredients to prepare a real meal but I think what I came up with will do” you said handing Gun a bowl as the male gave you a look that you couldn’t tell if it was disgust, empathy or something else.

The next morning he wasn’t there as you woke up. It made you feel empty that the only thing you knew about him was just his name.

On your bedside was an envelope.

#lookism gun #gun park #lookism x reader #gun park x reader #lookism smut

[philistiniphagottini]

I’m actually so nervous typing this rn it’s sad😭 this is literally my first ask and I FINALLY GOT THE FRIGGIN CURAGE TO ASK- AND YOU TOTALLY DONT HAVE TO DO THIS AT ALL😭 but If you don’t mind doing Dante from dmc for this ask? SO, I’m a big cryer, which is apart of my adhd, and sometimes I cut my hair when I’m upset, and I just kinda wanted to know how would he react to us just randomly crying over nothing or sorta realizing our hair is getting shorter and shorter whichever one you want. THIS SOUNDS SO WEIRD IM SORRY-

-💧(if this isn’t taken do you mind if I be this? I’m hoping to be a regular asker 😭)

Aww, I'm glad you got the courage to send in a request, I appreciate it :) And it doesn't sound weird at all, don't worry, you're doing fine :D Sure, I don't mind, choose whatever symbol you want. I'm happy to hear that you want to come back. Hope you enjoy~

cw. hurt/comfort

"Hey, did you get your hair cut again?"

Dante’s voice cut through the air, catching you by surprise as his voice raised over the soft music playing on the old jute box tucked in the corner of the Devil May Cry. The sudden question almost made you drop the fluffy duster you had been holding, a small cloud of dust kicking up when your foot abruptly collided with the bookshelf. You sputtered, waving your hand through the air to disperse the little cloud as the dust irritated your nose. You spun on your heel to face your boyfriend, catching his scrutinising gaze over the top of the magazine he was currently reading. He quirked an eyebrow in your direction, patiently waiting for you to compose yourself. You awkwardly cleared your throat.

"Why do you ask?" you responded with your own question.

Dante’s eyes narrowed as you were further scrutinised, his sharp gaze narrowed as his eyes roved up and down your body. Your eyes nervously flicked away, hands slowly constricting around the duster you were still holding as you dug your fingers into the fluffy material. Dante cocked his head to the side, a small noise bubbling at the back of his throat.

"It looks like your hair got shorter...again..." Dante murmured, his voice suddenly dropping and you almost missed what he had said.

Your nervous gaze flickered back to him. It was hard to supress the surprised look that painted your features. You were mildly shocked that Dante had even noticed. Due to his carefree and lackadaisical attitude, you had been fooled into thinking that the finer details usually went unnoticed by him. You had been, evidentially, proven wrong. Your fingers twitched as you reached for your hair, pinching a few locks and twisting the soft wisps between your digits.

"Does it look bad?" you questioned.

Dante immediately shook his head. "No, not at all."

A frown tugged at your lips; brow furrowed as you shot him a quizzical look. You opened your mouth to speak, but quickly closed it once more as Dante spoke once more.

"Is something wrong? Is everything okay?"

You opened your mouth but it quickly snapped shut as you swallowed the words back down your throat. Upon second thought, you weren’t exactly sure how to respond to his question. Part of you wanted to say yes, another part wanted to lie and say no; to tell him that everything was alright. And another part was still in disbelief that Dante was able to notice that something was bothering you. Were you that easy to read? Were your eyes still swollen and puffy? Had he noticed the frayed edges of hair that you had desperately tried to shear off with your crappy, plastic store-bought scissors as a way to cope with the sadness welling up inside of you?

You were struggling to articulate your thoughts and Dante could see the inner turmoil behind your eyes. If your brain started spinning any faster, he reckoned steam would start puffing out of your ears. With a small huff of effort, he pushed his chair out from his desk, heavy boots thudding against the wooden floorboards with a dramatic groan. He threw the magazine he had been reading to the side, swivelling his chair in your direction and turning to face you. He pat his knee, beckoning you to come closer to him with his other hand.

"Come, sit. Come over and tell me all about what’s been bothering you" he said.

He pat his knee once more, further trying to coax you to come and sit in his inviting lap. You could already feel the tears welling up behind your eyes as the duster in your hands clattered to the floor and you ran straight into Dante’s open arms. He grunted loudly as you fell into his lap, the chair squealing loudly in protest at your sudden weight. You clung to him desperately as a throaty chuckle breezed past his lips. You sniffled against the collar of his shirt, his warm breath tickling your cheek as you coiled your arms around his waist and squeezed him tight. He gently wound his arms around you, placing his hands on your back and running his fingers along the curve of your spine to soothe you. His hugs were always so warm; the scent of his cologne filling your lungs with each deep breath you took as you buried your face in the crook of his neck.

"Shh, it’s okay love. I’m here. Why don’t you tell me all about it, huh?"

#my writing #devil may cry #dante x reader #x reader #gender neutral reader

[oqlixsreads]

I dont know if your accepting requests at the minute but im in love with your work i was wondering if you could write a story where y/n has reallu really strict parents and she keeps her and eddies relationship a secret from them but then dustin bless his heart spills it and bans y/n from seeing him again dustin tells eddie and they come and save the day like a knight in shining armour (happy ending though because im going though hella depression with eddie <3) understand if you cant 😘

𝗦𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘀

summary// y/n’s parents are too strict, so strict that she has to keep her relationship on the low. who knows what would happen if they were to figure out..

warnings// kissing, arguing + yelling, cursing, use of sweetheart literal once

pairings// eddiexfem!reader (she/her pronouns)

y/n sat there at the dinner table listening to her parents daily rant on what was ‘appropriate or not’. poking her food from left to right, sarcastically agreeing to her mothers question. “i mean do you think it’s ok for these children to run around in this..cult?” y/n didn’t even remember how they got to this topic. she thought they just wanted to have a dinner with her and her friends.

her mom whispered that last part as if the devil would jump out from below her and drag her down to hell. “mhm” y/n stopped pushing the food around the plate, sitting up straight in her chair backtracking and processing what mom just said. “what cult?” she spoke cocking an eyebrow.

“the hellfire club! the dungeons and dragons game is nothing but trouble. and it’s right there at your school.” y/n sighed looking in her father’s direction to see how he would respond to this. then dustin mouthing the words ‘i’m sorry’ to him. “i heard- it’s ran by eddie the freak munson.” he said poking his food and raising his eyebrows. she rolled her eyes and scoffed.

“he’s not a freak.” her dad stared back at her. “oh yeah? what’s makes you say that?” she swallowed being careful with her next words so she wouldn’t expose herself and cause a scene. “nothing he’s just, different from everyone else in this basic ass town.” her mom dropped her fork dramatically.

“watch your mouth young lady.” “what? you guys are upset he doesn’t fit your standards? because you’re too cooped up in your ‘perfect ways’” y/n mocked her parents. they always believed that they were right. she heard dustin and max giggle at her response. earning a stern look from her mother.

“anything to defend your boyfriend huh y/n?” her eyes went wide along with dustin’s. her parents stopped eating seeing if they heard that correctly. max nudged him in the arm harshly. “you’re what.” it was more of a demand rather than a question.

y/n stuttered out words, not being able to get a decent sentence out. “he’s not my-” “i don’t want to hear it. guys.” her mom said putting her nice voice on turning to max and dustin. “i think it’s best if you left now.” they didn’t waste a second getting out of their spots and heading for the front door. “i’m so so sorry y/n i didn’t mean to-”. he was cut off with max shutting the door. she sat there thinking of what to do next.

y/n turned to her parents hoping she could say something without them causing a disturbance for the neighbors. she was in fact fucked.

“you have a boyfriend? when you know you’re not supposed to? let alone eddie munson!” her mom was fuming. and her dad was just as equally mad. “yes i do have a boyfriend. and what the fuck? i’m 18 you guys started dating when you were 16? you’re nothing but fucking hypocrites that want everything to go YOUR way.” y/n was just surprised at the sudden outburst plus bluntness. and the fact that she just said that. to her parents.

her mother saw red. “what did i say?! watch. your. mouth.” there was a long pause before her mom spoke up again. “you’re never to see him again.” y/n’s face dropped. “after school you’re going straight home. and no hanging out with your friends.”

y/n threw her fork onto the table, and pushing her chair in aggressively. “that’s bullshit. don’t ask me in the future why i hate you. this is exactly why.” going in her room and slamming her door shut almost immediately heading for her phone dialing dustin’s number.

thankfully he answered “y/n?! please tell me it’s you.” she sighed closing her eyes tight. “yeah it’s me.” dustin was hesitant to ask but he had to “what did they say?” “they said- actually more like mom said, i can never see/talk to him again, and i can’t hang out with friends anymore.” he regretted letting her secret out the minute he realized what he said.

“shit- i’m so sorry i- look- it wasn’t an accident.” “it’s ok dustin. you didn’t mean to.” y/n was fuming inside, but kept her composure not wanting to lash out at one of her closest friends. “i’m going to sleep, bye dustin.” she wasn’t going to sleep anytime soon. she wasn’t allowed to see eddie? they were supposed to hang out the next day.

she can’t just not show up without a heads up. “hey babe, we can’t hangout tomorrow because mom and dad found out that i had a secret relationship” yeah no, that’s not happening. she thought about how she could sneak out. but the result of that would getting her keys taken away.

so what the fuck is she going to do now- huh?

y/n heard taps from the other side of her window. pebbles were being thrown up. when he looked out she saw her boyfriend. standing there while dustin and max stood beside his van. she smiled and waved to him.

they all signaled her to come outside. she didn’t hesitate grabbing a jacket and a pair of shoes then rushing downstairs. unfortunately she was stopped by an angry woman, who looked like she was waiting for her to come down any second. “where do you think you’re going?”

she rolled her eyes and ignored her, opening the door and seeing eddie. a huge smile replaced her frown. “hi.” “hey sweetheart.” pulling him in for a long kiss. then furiously backing away when she heard a loud gasp from behind her. “don’t even think about leaving this house y/n.”

y/n shut the door, not wanting to deal the problems that lay behind that door. “won’t you get in trouble?” eddie said with a concerned look. “yeah, but i thought you were here to save me from the wicked witch of the west.” he chuckled pulled her closer pressing a kiss on her lips.

“that i did. let’s get out of here.”

#eddie munson #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x reader #stranger things smut #billy hargove x reader #steve harrington x reader #robin buckley #robin x reader #nancy stranger things #nancy wheeler #max mayfield #lucas stranger things #stranger things x reader

[oars]

hiii I want to know more about appindex 👉👈

what is his relationship like with the other party members?

How easily does she trust other people?

If they are stressed or upset is there a thing/place/action that is comforting to him?

also anything else you want to share?

(I LOVE her design by the way, their appearance immediately caught my attention. Love your use of color too)

sorry this took me so long i swear when i saw this ask i started squealinf abd looking like this

gonna put it under a read more since um im gonna assume this will get really long lol

disclaimer im gonna straight spill my thoughts sorry if things stop making sense

i made a small comic just for the first question but tumblr doesnt like it for some reason and it prevents it from showing up unless you go directly to my blog :<

anyways i think overall appindex is like a mother of at least 6. companions come to them in the middle of the night like "i frew up :(" that typa thing

since family/clan n loyalty is very important to dragonborn and appindex just lost theirs before being abducted they are very quick to attach to these losers

i think while appin is not under the control of any god, lord, devil, etc they've created a personal hell of his own bc he tries to bear all responsibilities and burdens of those around him bc he's scared of failing and losing too much again. or all he has left really. that can make them kind of overbearing and it would be annoying if like the main companions didn't have issues and lowkey liked the attention.

what does get annoying is that it comes off as appindex not trusting their companions to do any heavy lifting but that improves in like act 2-3 especially since that's around the part the tav is expected to save baldurs gate. and the world like that's way too much weight for appin to carry on their own without breaking so atp they don't really have a choice but to let their companions share some of that albeit verrrry reluctantly

slightly more specific relations ---

shadowheart: shart is the first appin gets close to even if shes older i like to think she's like a little sister to appindex anyways <3 i should just show screenshots of the epilogue conversation bc it feels so fitting. probably one of the only companions to recognize appin's exhaustion and nag her

karlach: close in a years long tumblr mutual type intimacy way. "i'd let my mutuals come inside idc" type relationship. they occasionally sleep and cuddle naked. as good friends do. it's nice having someone they could rely on for literal heavy lifting and hitting bc in appin's eyes the rest of his companions are made of sticks and paper, save for lae'zel. girls who rip off heads with their bare hands and paint their nails in the blood :3

astarion: i do not know how to explain their relationship early on bc it fluctuates in my head. obviously irritated by how appin stops to help anyone and everyone especially since most of those people in act 1 are parents and children. appindex definitely laughs at his lame ass "seduction" bc it's pretty see through; it becomes less about seducing and just aiming making them laugh. appin probably said "im proud of you" at some point and it got to his head now he's vying for their attention and validation (get in line). my white hollow boned elf i'd probably give my organs to if he asked - appin

i think appindex is the more mature one, mentally and emotionally, especially since dragonborn develop and mature much earlier than elves do and i feel like dying young and being under cazador's control stunted astarions own maturity a bit. the result is appindex treating him like a child sometimes; not trusting him to do a number of things, scolding him,"dont treating me like a child" "dont act like one" etc etc. i think at some point he just does it and wears on appindex's extensive patience on purpose because he's a little freak like that :/. appin does not think its cute

ok no more of them next question

i think appindex is pretty trusting in a way. if they feel like they have no reason to feel threatened by someone they'll have their trust but that doesn't mean it can't be lost ofc. which is why they trust laezel and astarion so easily. why would they be scared of a tiny white elf who can't even get them to knife point (he failed that).

he does struggle to trust others to do things for them though, if he were ever to be out of commission or on the verge of it it would be like pulling teeth to try and get him to let someone else lead temporarily.

appin holds onto a piece of kednyr's old blanket bc it still smells like her :thumbs_up: karlach gives her a teddy bear with that piece attached to it as a gift. astarion may have helped but he will not confirm

extra notes ermm appin lived in the upper city, not a patriar or a servant, they just co-run an expensive smithy there.

as a passionate blacksmith (and someone who wants to become an artificer) appin is really intrigued by karlach's engine and wishes they could collaborate with dammon on how to fix it or make her a new one entirely

to add onto that he's extremely fascinated by the grymforge in the underdark its like a theme park to him. it is their nerdiest point in the storyline

they can stay underwater for a good period of time; an hour is their highest time

andd she has a prosthetic leg around age 40-45 sorry this got so long . this things in my head 24/7 rn i tried to omit some things to make it shorter but oh well

[nevarroes]

I totally agree with the "Gortash come get your dog" anon! I live for the bhaalspawn content where they're almost overly protective of Gortash 👀, almost like the idea of " He's my kill, if anyone else attempts it I'll rip your throat out" vibes that it gives off too. I also live for the idea that the first time Durge turns into the slayer it's to protect Gortash for one reason or another, absolutely tearing through and devouring whoever was gonna pose a risk to him 🫣

Which leads into my question- when do you think Cas reveals the slayer form to Gortash for the first time? Is it in a moment like that, where Gortash is at risk of injury/death, and Cas loses it...? Or perhaps another scenario? 🤔

ooh I agree with the "He's my kill, if anyone else attempts it I'll rip your throat out" vibe, I love it too. I think for Cas he looked at it this way for many years before actually admitting to himself like. maybe I don't really want or need to kill his ass👍

anyways gonna preface this answer by saying that one.... I've been sitting on a slight slayer redesign 4 Cas because, and please dont kill me for this, I've always thought it looks a bit funny since bg2 already but I need to finally see it in a bit more body horror creature type of way.... ur flesh literally looking like its gotten turned inside out, Cas grotesquely growing new limbs from where his wings used to be etc etc

two... Cas already BARELY uses slayer form unless he really has to because of his cocky ass "fuck you bhaal I dont even need your shit. I should replace you, really" attitude😭 Besides, in my humble opinion, it would hurt like hell nd thats also what Cas' face scars are from (if u ever wondered why they are like that) which rip open anew every time he uses it

anyways i'm so sorry let me actually answer ur question now... I think Cas revealed his slayer form 2 Gortash in the literal hells after they got that crown bc u CANNOT convince me that that shit went smoothly. I imagine it a bit like an almost comedic prison break type of scene where they almost got out in the end but then Gortash gets held back/cornered by devils and Cas, although having been able to just save his own ass and run with the crown decides to transform into the slayer form to take them all on instead 👼

#blakemail #“im not letting his ass die in the NINE HELLS out of all places” especially cause cas u know. knows that fucking place better than anyone #the second time was to save his ass from the netherbrain nuke. imo #dont actually ask me about the logistics behind this one #but with slayer being an avatar of Bhaal and all I think Cas would've just meatshielded in slayer form #which destroyed it forever and made Bhaal aware of his nonobedience #cas lore #gortcas lore

[will80sbyers]

I dont want to make Bylers sad because I am a multishipper but the play compares Henry and Patty to El and Mike. Ofc there are certain differences in personalities but Patty is portrayed as a comic book nerd and at one point she calls Henry a superhero and helps him to battle his devils and use his powers. She says she loves him and that gives Henry the power to control his powers. There are other stuff but yeah they are paralleled to Mike and El imho

See but those parallels are valid for byler too IMO because Henry is constantly paralleled to Will and Mike literally helps Will break the hold of the Mindflayer in season 2

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Will spends time in a different dimension like Henry does and him getting that upside down vine inside him could be revealed to be what happened to Henry when he got lost into dimension X and "came back as a different person"...

Because the vines modify the DNA of the people like the meat monster in S3 did so that could explain why Henry came back completely changed... But instead of completing the process Will got disconnected by Hopper and Joyce before his DNA could be completely modified and he just got some powers without changing his whole self like it happened to Henry?

Sorry I started rambling because this came to mind lmaooo

but anyway

other mlv break up hints from the play are that Karen and Ted apparently kiss a lot in the play like Mike and El and Steve and Nancy and Bob and Joyce did on screen and usually the Duffers/st writers use that to signal long term incompatibility

All of this literally makes the show stay in bi Mike territory at the moment because they decided to parallel Will and Henry that closely in the show

I don't know how this will go because I don't have much faith in the Duffers in general now but we'll see, I'm gonna still be here and see if byler happens or not and speculate

#will byers #mike wheeler #byler #ask #stranger things #st the first shadow #the first shadow #bi mike wheeler

[violetwitch12087]

When you're walking down the street to go home you bump into something or someone a silver headed mutant and when you guys become best friends and you go over to his house his mom loves you and as you're about to beat his high score on his arcade game he tries to stop you but you have an idea..

Clumsy

I walk down the street my backpack on my back going home from school when suddenly i bump into something i fall and land on my butt but my hands cushioned my fall i look up too see a silver headed actually really cute boy

He has dimples you can barley see when hes not smiling perfect lips a silver jacket a pink Floyd shirt and black jeans i thought i was the clumsy one it was almost like he appeared out of no where well maybe hes a mutant since his hair is literally silver

We look at each other for a moment before he quickly stands up and puts a hand out for me which i gladly take "sorry for running into you" he says and i shrug my shoulders a bit "its whatever at least you aren't a asshole" i say and he smiles his dimples more defiant

"And at least you didnt use your backpack to hit me a whole bunch of times" he says and a laugh escapes my lips and he looks down at my lips almost thinking of something but i just met him i dont wanna push him already "you're really pretty" he mutters out regret filling his face after but a blush just appears on my cheeks making butterflies in my stomach erupt

"Thank you" i mutter softly and nervously if theres one thing i hate about myself is my anxiety and nervousness i clear my throat trying to look more confident and put my hand out "my names y/n" i say and i see his eyes light up a bit "peter" he says taking my hand in his, his hand engulfing mine thats so attractive holy shit

I shake his hand our handshake lasting longer then it shouldve but im not complaining "can i uh maybe have your number? If you dont wanna give me it its fine I've gone through that before and stuff you know like really its fine" peter starts rambling and i laugh again softly before i grab his phone and put my number in it putting my name and a heart next to it

I pass the phone back to him and he looks down at the contact almost in disbelief before he looks back at me a smile going back on his face "thanks" he says and i nod softly "text me later handsome" i say before i breeze past him my arm touching his before i start walking home thinking of peter the entire time when i finally get home i put my backpack down and change before flopping onto my bed and i feel a vibration from my pocket i pull out my phone and see a random number texted me and i open it

'hey sweetheart its peter or should i say handsome?' he teases making me blush even more damn it i barley met him and i get butterflies when i even so much as think about him 'oh yeah? Okay babe i need to go to bed ill text you tomorrow?' i send and wait a moment before he responds 'yeah text me when you're free my love' he says and i squeal covering my face with my hands we barley met what the fuck but he's really cool i mean he listens to pink floyd i think i might really get along with him

I close my eyes pulling the blanket closer to me as i fall asleep peter stuck in my mind all night

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The next day after school i walk down the same path where i met peter i would be lying if i said I didn't hope i saw peter when i feel a gust of wind infront of me i look up and am met with the eyes of speak of the devil, peter.

"Hey sweetheart" he says and i roll my eyes playfully "hey handsome" i say and i see a smile appear on his face "where ya headed off too?" He asks and i shrug "i might actually go to the store i needa pick up some things" i say and he nods "well can i go with you?" He asks and i look up at him before nodding and we start heading to the store

We get to the store and we walk inside going to get bread and milk and just the essentials and all that and before i could walk up to pay and scan my stuff i end up in the blink of an eye in the cart moving fastly for a split second and were outside i look around and see peter pushing the cart "what the hell was that for pete?" I ask and he shrugs a smug grin on his face "well with my mutation lets just say i don't really pay for a lot of stuff i cant resist it" he says "kleptomaniac" i murmur under my breath playfully and he nudges me with his elbow "exactly" he says making me smile

"Okay now i have to walk all the way to my house while holding these bags" i whine resting my hands on the cart and resting my head onto my hands covering my face "who says you alone?" He says and i smile lifting my head up "okay here's how its gonna work you grab the bags and put them on your wrists and hands and stuff and ill carry you to your house" he says and i look at him in disbelief

"What you dont believe me or somethin?" He asks and i shake my head "okay fine grab the bags" he says and i grab them putting my arm through the holes in the bag and peter walks over to me and picks me up bridal style making me squeal "omg peter please dont drop me" i say "im not that weak you know" he says rolling his eyes playfully making me smile "okay lay your head against my chest" he says and i look up at him confused "so you dont get whiplash" he says like it was obvious "oh" i mutter softly and rest the side of my head and face against his chest. Totally not enjoying this

In a flash we end up at the corner of the store and i give peter directions every time we stop and we make it to my house way quicker than if we walked i turn to peter "stay right here i havent said bye yet" i say and he smiles slightly as i go inside and set the bags onto the counter and walk back outside i go over to peter and pull him into a hug which he surprizingly accepts

My arms wrapped around his neck my head on his shoulder his arms wrapped around my waist securely i smile and give peter a peck on the cheek lingering it a bit "thank you handsome" i say softly "no problem sweetheart" he says and we finally pull away from each other despite my body and mind and heart yearning to hold him close to me again "ill text you later" i say and he nods "okay talk to you later" he says and i send him a wink before walking into my house and i start putting groceries away

After a while i end up finishing and i go to bed peter stuck in my mind like everytime

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It has been a couple weeks now maybe a month and a half since me and peter met and started flirting and my feelings for him have sky rocketed i talk to him every day and night i think about him i even have dreams about him

Today i actually dont have school its the weekend and i really wanna see peter i dont know he just makes me so happy and we really get along hes so sweet to me i pick up my phone and press his contact 'hey handsomeee i dont have school today what ya doin?' i text him and wait for an answer which comes quick (pun intended) (get it cs hes fast? No? Okay my bad😭)

'hey sweetheart im really just bored you wanna hang out?' he sends and i smile 'of course i always wanna hang out with my favorite person' i say 'awe ur so sweet ill meet you at the same meet up spot' he says 'okay im heading out now see you in a bit' i send and i turn off my phone before putting it in my pocket and i start heading out the front door

I walk to go down the same trail where me and peter met that day and look around for peter when someone grabs my shoulders from the back and shakes me a bit "boo!" Peter says making me jump "god peter you scared the fuck out of me" i say raising my hand to hit him on his arm he saw this hit from miles away but let my hand come in contact with his arm (cs hes such a sweetheart)(god i love him)

"I had to do it" he says shrugging his shoulders and i roll my eyes playfully "what do you wanna do?" I ask as we start walking "okay dont make this seem weird but do u maybe wanna come over to my place?" He says and i immediately nod "of course i dont mind you're my bestfriend after all" why did i say that no i wanna be more than friends peter god im so stupid

Peter walks behind me making me confused before he bends down and picks me up bridal style again making me smile and i lay my head against his chest again and in a flash were infront of a pretty good looking house and peter slowly sets me down "thank you" i say softly "your welcome" he says smiling at me before we start heading to the front door

He opens it and we walk in "ma im home i have a friend" he yells "im in the kitchen" someone responds im guessing his mom since he called her ma we walk down to the kitchen where im met with a lady with brown almost blond hair in a ponytail to the side she seems sweet hopefully shes as sweet as peter is?

"Hi ms maximoff" i say putting my hand out and the lady seems taken back she smiles and takes my hand in hers "nice to meet you.."

"Y/n" i say "oh nice to meet you y/n you seem like a sweetheart, you and pete a thing or what cause she isnt that bad and i wouldnt mind" she says making a blush appear on my face a small laugh building inside of me "unfortunately me and peter are just friends, even if i wish we were together" i mumble the last part thinking she didnt hear it but oh she did "and she is a sweetheart thats what i call her" peter says and i have to look away to not show myself flustered

"Well me and y/n are gonna hang out downstairs" peter says as were about to start walking when his mom stops me she pulls me close to her and puts her mouth close to my ear "peters been gushing about a girl recently and i heard him say her name and it sounds like yours if you wish you guys were together then maybe go for it you only meet someone once and you seem like you would take care of pete and keep him in line" she says and i nod "and if he does like me i will ill treat him so well ill keep him off your shoulders i know how much energy he could have" i say and she smiles before i head back towards peter and we head down the steps to the house basement guess he lives down here its fine it looks actually kinda cool

"What did my mom say to you" peter asks as i look around and start to walk to a arcade machine peter has wow i want one of these "nothing important" i lie starting a game moving the joystick peter stands up and walks over to me standing next to me watching the screen as well after a couple moments im almost about to beat peters high score when he starts trying to take my hand off the joystick

Without thinking i grab peters collar and pull him close to me and place a quick kiss on his lips making him pause and look at me confused after a second i keep going and then i finally die i excitedly jump up and down "i won! I beat you peter!" I taunt starting to turn towards him when my lower back is pushed into the game peters hands on my waist my arms reach up to wrap around peters neck he looks down at me with doeful eyes

He starts to lean down our lips teasing each other as we barely touch then finally our lips connect we move our lips against one another my hands pulling him impossibly closer by his neck his arms wrap around my waist pulling me flat against him before he lets one arm go and gently puts his hand on my cheek as we kiss softly not wanting to let each other go our lips finally separate and he looks down at me while i look up at him looking into his beautiful brown eyes i dream of

"So uh you have a boyfriend?" He jokes nervously "yeah his names peter" i say before i grab his face with my hands and lay more kisses to his soft lips which he gratefully accepts kissing me back more relaxed and freely than the first time making me smile into the kiss causing him to smile as well

We pull away and i turn back to the game peters arm wraps around my waist as he watches me playing the game i couldnt be happier....

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This is the cutest thing I've ever seen omg i love this with my whole heart i love peter so much hes such a sweetheart hes a lover boy god i wish this was real😭 anyways i love you a lot as well you mean so much to me you dont even understand *mwah mwah mwah* bye bye my love

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