please share more about your diantha and geeta hcs if that's okay, I really love the dynamic you gave them
Hell yeah anon omf I'm so soft for these two nckdnd hahah
Anyways
•the two met when they were younger, Dia was just 10 and Geeta was 11
-Mom Carnet had to film a scene in Paldea, and she brought Dia along so she can learn more abt acting
-Dia ended up not doing much bc everyone was so busy, so she ventured on her own after asking permission from Mom Carnet
-Mom Carnet almost didn't let her, but the other cast members told Dia that it would be for the best for a kid like her to venture around Paldea a bit, maybe she'd meet new friends, and Mom Carnet just huffed and left her be
•so hey, Dia went out w her own lil Carbink, until she got to Mesagoza, and found the stairway leading to Uva Academy
-at the bottom of the stairway she saw this lil girl sitting by herself, her Pawniard seems like it's trying to cheer her up
-so Dia went to her, all "hi! You look sad, are you okay?"
"..."
"well, I'm Diantha! And you are?"
"..Geeta."
"that's a nice name, Geeta! Why do you look so sad? Did something happen?"
"my classmates... They don't like me.."
Diantha gave her a look "that's not nice. Well, if they don't like you then I like you! We can be friends!"
And Geeta could only nod, at least someone wasn't creeped out by her and wanted to be her friend
•so hey, the two hung out all day, and Dia did wonder why Geeta doesn't smile that much, but also imagine Dia giving Geeta some flowers while they were playing w some Floette tho, and Geeta did smile a bit, and Dia told her how she's pretty when she smiles and she likes seeing it
-and idk Geeta just smiling more and more throughout their lil day out bc seeing Diantha happy also made her happy
-tho by the end of the day, their parents did look for them. Geeta's parents almost got mad at her for skipping class, but then they found out Diantha was the daughter of Mom Carnet, someone rich, so they just let them be friends
-same w Mom Carnet tho, since Geeta's fam was also rich
-but hey, for like a month or so, Dia and Geeta's friendship grew even more, so when Dia had to head back home to Kalos, they promised each other to keep in touch y'know, send letters and all that
•and yeah few years later, they're 12/13 all that thing Mom Carnet did to Dia (burning her and such), Dia called Geeta, told her abt it
-thats probs the first time Geeta really felt anger, she wanted nothing more but to fly to Kalos and take Diantha away from her mother
-but they both know she can't, so now Geeta could only try to comfort Diantha through the phone, hoping it'll be enough
-that night, their video call lasted the entire night, w Geeta waiting and making sure Diantha really fell asleep before logging off
•anyways, after that maybe that's when Dia really went to go on her own pkmn journey and she told Geeta abt it, w Geeta saying she's still finishing her classes, but she does have her own team, still not complete tho.
-and Dia told her she's gonna find her team too
-Dia is a battling prodigy, so it's not surprise she really did well w the Gym Challenge, Geeta was really impressed
•Dia became champion when she was around 14, Geeta said she would want to be champion too, but Paldea didn't have an actual League during that time
-Diantha said that she will be champion one day, and maybe she will be the first ever champion, smth that Geeta did look forward to
•during their teen years tho (like I wanna say they're around 16/17), Geeta did visit Kalos, and Diantha was so happy she showed her around the region and even introduced her brother to her
-it was also the time Dia and Geeta really opened up to each other w what heppened during the time they weren't together
-w Geeta opening up abt her parents and such, but hey it was fine ig bc somehow she managed to make friends in the academy, and Dia was so happy to hear that
-when Dia opened up abt the stuff that happened to her tho, like what happened to her Carbink and then the stuff w Mom Carnet, man, Geeta just wanted to head to the Carnet Manor and punch Mom Carnet square in the face
-Dia did show her her back tho, and just bcmdndm idk I want it to be a really really soft moment between them
-bc usually it's Dia that's overly affectionate between them, but like, imagine Geeta just gently holding her from behind, holding her right hand w hers, and she's gently kissing over Dia's scars and burns, telling her that despite all this, she's still beautiful, that she's so strong for enduring all that pain, and Geeta promised her that she won't ever have to deal w anything alone anymore
-Diantha broke down crying after that, turning and clinging to Geeta, crying her heart out after many years of repressing everything
-god your honour they make me so soft cbdmdbmd
•and yeah, years later and they're still best friends, really affectionate best friends that people did thought they were dating hahaha
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Friday morning thot for you that's like... Half somft half crack. Little monsterbaby ad'ika eats just... So much. Din spends so much time nursing. And Paz spends so much time watching and yearning bc he wants to help Din but also he really wants that bonding opportunity with their baby. Adenn, as is their way, proceeds to fuck around until Paz lactates.
Friday morning thot transformed into my Sunday evening delight. I love this 🥰
cw pregnancy, lactation, breastfeeding, non-consensual body modification though Paz is ultimately into it, slight breeding kink
When ad'ika is born, she's one of the biggest newborns Paz has ever seen. He's quietly impressed Din managed to push her out and he understands why Din got so tired in the final months of carrying her, if so much of his energy was devoted to helping her grow. The pack had taken to one of them remaining by Din's side at all times as a passive energy source, and it proved to be a precious time for bonding one-on-one as well.
Paz is relieved that, after ad'ika is born, Din still needs them close.
Garsa's contact warned that with Din's cubi biology, he would likely lactate even if their child inherited his ability to feed on affection. They had to assume she would.
All her other parents take every available opportunity to feed her themselves, cradled close and talking to her gently, shorts walks that never take her far from Din as she blinks back at them with large, dark eyes yet to set their final colour. It's not clear how much this sustains her.
In Paz's mind, Adenn rumbles about the clarity of the child's eyes, the strength of her hands, like it knows anything about babies but Paz has his doubts. It's Paz's favourite time of the day when he gets her all to himself, nestled in the crook of his elbow like she was made for it. He tells her about his family, Concordia before the fall, how she would have had so many elders around to care and guide her if things were different.
His heart pangs for the life their daughter will never know, but when she blinks back at him so trusting and sleepy, he falls in love with her all over again, an almost overwhelming surge of hope and joy and protectiveness nearly buckling his knees. He feels she might forgive him.
He raises her to bury his face in her soft, swaddled belly, purring contentedly. Tiny hands swat and grip his hair, but she's too young to really complain yet.
"Child is strong," Adenn rumbles with approval behind Paz's thoughts, and he swells with pride. "And hungry."
Frowning, Paz pulls away to look.
It's true. Even with all that focused love and attention, ad'ika inevitably gurgles and gnaws at her tiny fist as she always does, hungry for something more. Paz pushes away the rub of disappointment that his adoration is not enough to fill her belly.
"Weaved her strong. She needs to feed," Adenn says, sensing his thoughts.
Paz doesn't quite understand what Adenn means when they talk like that. It was Din who grew her, they don't even know who her other parent is among them, all agreeing it didn't matter because they would love her just the same. But Paz wouldn't put it past the entity to have interfered somehow.
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"Baby, I'm not suggesting anything elaborate," Fennec is sitting on their bed with Din when Paz enters their private suite. "I just know you're not getting enough and you're feeding for two now."
"I'm okay," Din says.
Both their eyes light up when they see Paz enter with the bundle in his arms.
"Oh!" Fennec holds out her arms, beaming. Paz has never seen her smile as much as since the little one has entered their lives. She all but scoops the baby from Paz the moment he's within range, crooning, "How's my little monster?"
Paz forces down his sting of disappointment. He will have an entire lifetime to hold their baby.
"Hungry already?" Din asks.
Paz chuckles, apologetic. "She's always hungry."
"Thank you," Din smiles gently, taking their daughter from Fennec's arms.
Paz lingers by the bedside, hands on his hips. He watches Din open his shirt. When his milk came in, Din's chest didn't get much larger, probably due to his past surgery, and Paz has privately wondered if that's part of why ad'ika always gets hungry so quickly.
He doesn't want to suggest it to Din. Din is doing his best. Paz wouldn't want him to feel insecure. But even Paz's chest is bigger than Din's. He glances down at himself, then to his riduur and the baby at his teat, comparing. Yes, Paz is definitely bigger.
"I have to join Boba, but he'll be with you from high noon," Fennec says, leaning in for a quick kiss and Din smiles, tired. "Love you." She nuzzles their baby's cheek, burring loud with affection and grinning when the little one grumbles, disturbed. "Love you."
Paz smiles when she hops up to her feet and rises on her tiptoes for him, face tipped up. He steadies her with a hand on her hip. Kisses her, gentle and sweet. "Love you," he tells her.
Fennec's eyes are bright and glittering with her smile. Love is a good look on her. "Love you," she whispers back.
Paz always takes a seat in the comfortable chair across the room to give Din a semblance of privacy. This seat used to be the coveted view for when the pack would take Din apart on this bed, but in two short months their lives have changed so much.
They are all so tired run off their feet catering to their child's whims, none of them have been thinking about sex.
Well, that may not entirely be true.
"Fennec asking you to feed more?"
Din doesn't look up from the baby in his arms, sighing. "Something like that."
"You been hungry, cyar'ika?"
The endearment earns him a glance and a little smile. Paz is so charmed how Din still lights up for them like their love has the ability to surprise him.
"I don't know," Din confesses, stroking their child's dark head of hair, thumbing her small ear. "More tired. But that's normal, right?"
"Yeah." Paz wrings his hands together, debating with himself. "Is there... something we could do to help feed her better? With our energy?"
Din glances up at him. Their sweet beroya. He looks so tired. "I don't know." He sounds regretful and embarrassed, it's only in recent past he learned about his true nature. He mutters, "I feel so unprepared for this."
Paz studies him, his softly mussed hair and the slow way he moves. "There could be merit to Fennec's suggestion. And maybe it would help her, too. Better nutrition."
Din snorts under his breath with a gentle smirk. "Nutrition." He gives Paz a knowing look and Paz just smiles back. Din's eyes soften. He nods to the empty space beside him. "Lie with me?"
They hardly bother making the bed these days with how rarely Din leaves it. Paz still pulls the sheets straight and settles on top, leaning against the headboard. Din shifts to cuddle his side, sighing with contentment when Paz's arm wrap around his shoulders.
In his arms, the little one finally detaches from the teat with a little burp, eyes shut.
"She fall asleep again?"
"Mm," Din hums, shifting her up to his shoulder to burp her properly. Paz enjoys her dopey, slack expression over Din's shoulder.
"And how are you, mesh'la?" Paz combs fingers through that mussed hair with the hand round his shoulder.
Din appears to think about it seriously. He pouts. "My nipples hurt."
Paz stifles a laugh at the sulking tone. He gently squeezes the arm around Din's shoulder. "I wish I could help you with that."
Din looks at him and his considerable chest. That little smirk is back. "If only."
Paz grins at his teasing tone and cups a large pec with his free hand, weighing it with pride. "They're big enough, right?"
Din looks like he would laugh if only he had the energy. "The biggest. Here." He passes ad'ika back to him, to Paz's surprised delight. "Let her suckle on you. Might keep her asleep. Let me rest."
Paz blinks as the bundle in his arms yawns wide, squirming. "Er, I don't have any milk."
Din waves him off, already turning his back to Paz and sliding down into a proper sleeping position. "She suckles for comfort."
The sheet is pulled over Din's shoulder and then he is out like a light.
Paz stares at the little girl in his hands. Glances at Din.
What could it hurt?
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Paz startles awake with a brief snort, unsure what woke him. His senses, thrown wide, sense no danger. The sun is almost high in the sky outside.
He is still sitting up against the headboard. Din sleeps on at his side.
And where ad'ika nestles against his chest, she gurgles wetly, suckling at his bared nipple, eyes shut in contentment.
The seal of her mouth is conspicuously white.
Another pinch of sensation makes Paz gasp with a wince, as though his entire pectoral muscle just seized, and he realises that's what woke him.
"Ah, ad'ika, wait--"
She whimpers as she's pulled away from his chest. White drops well up from Paz's nipple where she had been fastened a moment ago.
Paz stares, uncomprehending. He swipes fingertips at the liquid and finds his hands have clawed, black veins standing tall.
"Adenn," he growls. He glowers from his hand to his chest to his baby who is blinking awake, struggling to focus on him with accusation for interrupting her meal.
His tongue darts at his fingertips. It's sweet.
His cheeks heat, embarrassed.
What did you do?
The entity's answer is a rasping laugh.
"Oh, puppy."
Paz looks up.
Across the room, Boba stands on the threshold of their suite, eyes bright with interest. He's staring at Paz's bared chest where his nipples are dark and swollen and beading milk when their baby whimpers.
Boba has that look of a plan brewing, eyes sharp, hungry smile growing with all those teeth. He sheds armour and kute as he crosses the room, one piece at a time.
"What's the old goo done to you this time?"
Paz hurries to fasten ad'ika back on his chest before her cries can wake Din. He doesn't know what he's doing. The way she immediately settles strikes him with sudden pride.
"I don't know," he says.
Boba stands at his side by the bed, hanging his armour. "You can feed her."
"I don't have any answers," Paz wards him off before he can ask.
"Does it hurt?"
"N-no."
"Does it feel good?"
Paz feels the blush up to his ears at Boba's suggestive tone and stubbornly refuses to look his way. "Different."
A smooth, scaled touch closes on his shoulder. "May I?"
On his left pec, their baby girl nurses, blissfully half-asleep and oblivious to the world. His right pec beads milk in sympathy, neglected. Boba stands on his right.
"Um," Paz stammers. "Okay."
He is not ready for the way Boba sinks to his knee and leans forward in one fell swoop, reptilian tongue extending forth. He sears Paz's bare nipple in a broad, long stripe.
Paz shivers at the sensation, conflicted at the frisson of heat that fans out from that point of contact, almost hunching protectively round their baby.
Boba hums, watching Paz's face. "Sweeter than expected. But seems safe." His head cocks. "Adenn change anything else for you? I wonder...."
Paz stiffens at the warm hand that curls round his upper thigh and smoothly delves between his legs. The breath catches in his chest as Boba palms his cock and balls through his loose pants, fingers curling, seeking with a practiced touch.
"Boba!"
With ad'ika attached to his chest, Paz immediately understands why Din has shown virtually no interest in sex since the birth.
Boba purrs and pulls his hand back. He almost sounds disappointed. "Worth a shot."
Paz stares at him, ears ringing.
Worth a shot? Was Boba hoping to find something else between his legs? Maybe... something more like Din?
He's suddenly assaulted with a mental image of himself groaning face down in this bed, knees spread wide with Boba hungrily hunching his hips against him with conspicuously wet slaps of skin.
His mouth waters. His cheeks burn.
"You always wanted a big family, didn't you, puppy?" Boba smiles at him like he knows exactly what he's imagining and the glint of those teeth is a promise. "Well, you better get moving. Fennec's waiting. If you can nurse the little one, take her with you."
Paz all but scrambles off the bed. He feel steam should be coming out of his ears. "Oh, could you... feed Din?"
Boba smirks at him, already kneeling on the bed at their sleeping riduur's back. "I intend to."
Paz barely remembers to grab his modified armour and the baby's armourweave on the way out, urgently stamping down on the fading feelings of arousal. He doesn't know if he'll ever grow immune to Boba and Fennec's seductions.
He looks down at the miracle of what Adenn did to his body, still hardly believing his eyes. This could mean a lot more time spent with their baby. It could mean a lot of things for them.
"Okay," he grumbles aloud at his inner companion, "Maybe you're good for something after all."
.
.
.
And then, yes, Boba does rock Din awake double-hilted in all that clenching wet heat, and Din gets an entire afternoon's worth of the best meal he's had since before his baby was born.
Fennec develops a predictable borderline obsession with Paz's massive milkies.
Everyone refuses to thank Adenn.
.
.
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Paz: I love my perfect little baby who fits in my enormous hands
Everyone else: This is the biggest damn baby to be born this side of the Rim is she half giant what are her bones made of is she never full why is she so heavy
Adenn: I am so smart
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Starring role! Patrick :3
(@eldritch-hall-asylum) Just an idea for Hell's Secrets as to why Miccah kills.
I will admit, this idea came to me because I was watching Kubz Scouts play Yandere Simulator. It's not all that original lmfao
Okay, my idea is that Miccah's yandere, specifically for Rowan (I'm putting both our OCs on a playdate here HAHA-).
The adoration for Rowan, since they're childhood friends, would probably start in childhood, around the teen years (13–16).
Miccah was very close and affectionate towards Rowan, hugging them from behind, running his hands through their hair, holding their hand(s), and more as an implicit way to show his love.
(Rowan figures out he's bicurious/heteroflexible around his twenties). Miccah realised Rowan's never given eyes to anyone before, and, to distract himself from the fact that Rowan may never want a relationship with anyone, he sporadically dates people. One-night stands, dates, months of a relationship before moving on to the next, and more.
Yet his heart was still set on Rowan.
It became less of a want and more of a need. He needed Rowan, and he was going to make sure Rowan needed him.
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When Hell's Secrets takes place, Rowan is 32, and Miccah is older (36, Patrick's age).
Rowan starts talking to people; hoping for a relationship, and settling down.
Miccah is a lot different from when they were kids. He's still touchy and affectionate but more protective than ever.
He's colder to those that Rowan may have taken a liking to, he's meaner to those that give Rowan a dirty look, he's deeply in love and infatuated with Rowan and will do whatever it takes to make sure he has them and keeps them.
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The end of season 1 is the beginning of his yandere-arc. The guy he shoots had started making advances towards Rowan. His love. His beloved.
His.
So he makes the swift decision that they cannot live; for fear they'd take what rightfully belongs to him away.
Season two is Miccah's full delve into his yandere-arc. Every person that may take his love away is a body to be dismembered, disfigured and burnt.
Season three is about hiding away, making sure Rowan will not ever know about his murders, keeping him safe, and making sure that he will not scare him away. (does this make sense?)
(The probable) season four is the season that both Rowan and Miccah die. I do have not that many thoughts for season four, but an idea I do have is that Miccah and Rowan kiss after Miccah confesses to both loving him and the murders. It's after this, that Miccah then kills Rowan (swiftly, with a knife to the heart).
Then he kills himself with a gun to the side of his head, shooting before the police storm the place, only to find a dead detective and a dead crime writer.
idk just an idea. if you have any thoughts please to say them :) I appreciate them a lot
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