#this ain't even mentioning the god damn curse

[imminent-danger-came]

Eldritch Abomination MK Theory

OKAY. @the-punning-ubus

I just want to say reading these tags are SO validating, because I have my little "MK was an eldritch abomination thing pre-hatching from stone" theory and seeing someone else come to pretty much the same conclusion feels good.

I've been meaning to write a proper theory post on this for a while, so now is as good of a time as any!

Obviously we have Wukong's "Not just anyone can wield my staff, but you did" from A Hero is Born and "The staff's just a big 'ol stick bud! It takes someone special to wield it" from 3x03, but there's also something in 1x09 Macaque:

Macaque: "Your staff kinda gives you away dude, not just anyone can wield that thing."

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Macaque: "Ohohoh no, can't you hold the magic staff anymore? Well, you know what that means—there really isn't anything special about you. You're just a kid with a heavy stick."

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The sweet irony of "There really isn't anything special about you. You're just a kid with a heavy stick!" followed immediately by MK lifting the staff again is not lost on me.

So, from s1 it was pretty obvious that Wukong didn't "give" MK any form of power, but we knew that already with MK being a monkey demon and all. I just think it's particularly intriguing that all of this was laid out in the same episode where MK proclaims "I am the weapon!". In all honestly, he probably was/is.

One of the main questions coming out of s4 is "why was MK created?"—Monkey King's stone was used to form another, but for what purpose? To what end? What reason was MK at the center of all these stories?

Well, here's my current theory:

MK was something in a past life, and that something needed to be contained—and so, to put a stop to past life eldritch abomination MK, he was then sealed away in the stone.

I think this scene in particular raises some alarm bells:

The stone cracks open, bursts with light, and then it closes—like something was put inside it. The scene could of course just be an aesthetic choice, or chosen to be this way for another reason we don't know yet, but it just feels so deliberate. A ball of light appearing from the stone, then another ball of light in the mystery woman's hands being revealed to hold a monkey, and then the stone reforming around the ball of light. I just can't help but feel there's something there.

Next I want to discuss the two key things that make me feel this theory has merit:

1.) MK has made a habit of breaking out of things he shouldn't be able to (the calabash in 1x05, the trigram furnace in 2x00, the scroll in 4x07, Destiny itself in 3x14) and the stone would be no exception.

2.) Every antagonist in this show has been sealed away in some form, then being released to resume their plans from before being sealed. Here's a list:

DBK was sealed under the mountain, and after being released continued his plan of world domination.

Spider Queen was metaphorically trapped in her fallen empire, and after being given the chance to rule the above world once again, immediately takes it.

The Lady Bone Demon was imprisoned in her tomb, and after being released prematurely (before learning the error of her ways), she continued her plan to destroy the world and create a new one.

Azure Lion was imprisoned in the scroll, and upon being released (by an unknown 3rd party), immediately worked to free his friends and then end the Jade Emperor's reign.

Now, I love foils, so MK breaking out of the stone he was sealed in, yet coming out an actually changed being unlike everyone else in this show, would be DELICIOUS:

Lady Bone Demon: ”No backup and no weapon? So, you’re plan is to fist fight a child?” Sun Wukong: “We both know that’s not what you are.”

(3x11 This Imperfect World)

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Lady Bone Demon: "STOP! Have you forgotten? Destroy me and you destroy the host! Have you become so desperate to end me that you would sacrifice this blameless innocent child?" Sun Wukong: "You're giving me no choice! All the time you spent locked away, and you haven't changed a bit! I'm going to finish you, like I should have done a long time ago! I told you—you should have stayed buried."

(3x11 This Imperfect World)

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Subodhi: "I have not brought you to your master. Although this is the stone from which Sun Wukong once sprung, it appears overtime, it was used to form another. A simple creature, with no past, no family, and no name. There is a reason you were at the center of these stories—a reason you can harness the power of the Monkey King himself!"

(4x06 Show Me the Monster)

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(If you want extra fodder for this, please see this parallels post :3)

So, if MK were to hatch out of the stone—where *he* was sealed away—and he actually came out of it a "blameless innocent child" with "no past, no family, and no name", it would work exceedingly well. Wukong's not above giving people second chances, but if you use that second chance to try and destroy the world, you force his hand.

(Side note: it could also be the case that the stone was used to "reset" whatever MK was in his past life, and Wukong was originally meant to destroy whatever came out of the stone—which could be the reason he stayed at Flower Fruit Mountain for hundreds of years. However, when an child came out, a new being without a past or the memories of what it was before—Wukong choose to let it go. He choose to let it live a normal life—or even ensuring it could live a normal life—and it then found it's way to Pigsy. This definitely gets into real crack theory territory, but I did want to bring it up.)

Now, none of this is even mentioning the suspiciously MK shaped figure in the mural from 3x13:

Now, the figure in this mural is only shown when MK is also on screen, which is framing that drives me insane. Perhaps this is when they first caught MK's past life, then finally able to subdue him and seal him in the stone.

And so, if MK really was this terrible chaos driven abomination in his past life, what does that mean ✨thematically✨?

Well,

Sun Wukong: “Point is, mistakes happen, but so long as you leave the world in better shape than you found it, then it’s all good. Right?”

(4x01 Familiar Tales)

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SWK: “ENOUGH! I’ve never let anyone dictate my destiny in the past, and I’m not about to start now. None of us are! We can’t change who we were yesterday or in a past life, or a hundred life times ago! We live with the choices we’ve made, for what matter is the choices we make RIGHT NOW! Only we decide who we are and what we do with the power we have.”

(4x07 Pitiful Creatures)

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MK can't change who he was in a past life. He can't change that the roads all lead to pain. But you know what he can do? He can try. He can try and get a little bit better every day. He can try and help people. He can try and make the world better than he found it.

Maybe in a past life, MK caused just as must chaos and destruction as Wukong did in his past. Maybe he caused even more problems then he has as the Monkie Kid. But that also doesn't undo the good he's doing now.

Anyways, that's my "MK was an eldritch abomination thing pre-hatching from stone" theory. Hope you enjoyed

#wish I could be normal about anything ever #instead I write an in-depth theory post on why I think MK was fucked up in his past life #COME ON s4 SPECIAL. PROVE ME RIGHT #GIVE ME CRUMBS #THIS WOULD SLAP SO HARD #DO IT FOR ME #lmk theory #lmk #lego monkie kid #monkie kid #lmk MK #this ain't even mentioning the god damn curse #Cause like bro. The curse reacting to MK (being a part of MK?) the way it does is so fucking weird #Why did MK get a flash of it in 4x03. Why #''harbinger of chaos'' WELL MAYBE HE WAS ONE. MAYBE HE WAS. #eamk theory

[i-turned-into-the-stone]

Manner Matters - Irene Red Velvet × Male Reader

Rape/Non-con, Slight Violence, Blackmail, Pussy Fuck, Creampie

Red Velvet Irene

2,769 Words

The traffic jam devours almost an hour of your precious time because some dumbass had to go and have an accident right when you've got some important shit to do. As an independent plumber, you don't often get offers from big companies with the potential for the fattest paycheck you've seen in your five years of plumbing.

Today, you've already spat out more curses than you can count, and it's still morning. You don't even dare glance at the clock as you pull into the company compound. You know you're way beyond late, but you're still holding out hope that maybe, just maybe, the company will cut you some slack and be open to negotiation.

Your buddy who recommended you to this gig mentioned that you'd be working alongside other hired folks, and you're cool with that. You just need to get in. As you navigate the jam-packed parking lot, filled to the brim with vehicles, you catch sight of a lone empty spot.

Relief floods through you like a tidal wave. Just as you start easing your truck into the spot, a blue KIA Niro zooms past you and snatches the parking space right out from under your nose. Your blood boils as you stick your head out and let out a deafening honk at that little shitbox on wheels.

Nonchalantly stepping out of the car is a chick in a pink mini-dress. The blaring honks from your truck go completely unnoticed by her as she bends down inside her car, rummaging for God knows what.

She's practically flashing her panties in your face, but your anger drowns out any horny thoughts. This woman acts like she owns the whole world. She slams her car door shut and starts fussing with her hair, using the dark-tinted window as a mirror.

You leap out of your truck and march toward her, yelling, "Hey! Are you fucking deaf? Blind too? Didn't you see I was here first?"

Finally, she glances back, acknowledging your existence with a condescending stare. Her eyes sweep over your lumberjack shirt, snug jeans, and brown hiking boots, and she clicks her tongue in disgust.

"You do know you can find another parking spot, right? Don't waste my precious time," she says, well aware that she snatched someone else's spot but completely unapologetic about it. Fueled by rage, you grab her bare shoulder just as she tries to walk away. In an instant, she spins around and slaps you hard across the face. "Don't you fucking touch me, you filthy man!"

With her insult echoing in your head, the woman struts off, leaving you speechless. "What a fucking bitch," you mutter under your breath as you trudge back to your truck. Ain't got time for this bullshit.

You would've parked your truck right behind her car out of pure spite, but that would block two more innocent vehicles, so you reluctantly spend another ten minutes finding a random parking lot nearby. Then you have to trek your ass back to this damn company.

The hiring is going down on the last two top floors, and let's just say you're swiftly shown the door without any second chances. Instead of feeling disappointed, though, you're just straight-up pissed. You're furious that it's etched into your expression, and your teeth are grinding together so hard it's a wonder they don't crack.

You sit in the lobby for what feels like an eternity, spacing out and seething with rage. Finally, you rise from your seat and leave like some damn aimless robot. Your destination? That woman's fucking car.

If it's gone, so be it. But if it's still there... You don't even know what you'll do. By some twisted stroke of luck, that woman is once again checking herself out in the side mirror. Now, as you endure the crushing weight of losing everything, her provocative outfit starts whispering all sorts of evil and nasty shit in your ears.

"Yah, woman," you calmly call out to her.

She turns around, clearly annoyed, and when she recognizes your face, she rolls her eyes. "Really? I already told you not to waste my time."

"Apologize. Once you do that, I'll fucking disappear from your sight like a ghost," you demand, your voice dripping with restrained fury.

She scoffs, her arrogance still in full force. "You want me to apologize? To a filthy man like—"

Without another word, you grip her whole face with one hand, silencing her. You've had enough of her shitty attitude. Then, you slam her back against the side of her car. She pricks your hand, feeble and panicked, as if her weak-ass strength could make a difference.

"Hmph! Mm!" She struggles within your grasp, hitting your arms in a futile attempt to break free. During her feeble attack, her purse slips from her grip and falls to the ground.

However, your attention is diverted by the search for any potential witnesses. You scan the surroundings but find no one in sight. Glancing back down at the woman, you tighten your grip on her face, causing her complexion to grow redder with each passing moment.

A swell of anger transforms into lust as you admire the beauty of her face. "It's such a shame that you're nothing but a bitch," you chuckle, a twisted amusement in your voice. "But who gives a damn? A woman like you needs to be taught a fucking lesson." You can't help but laugh at the double meaning of your statement.

Fear takes hold of the woman, and she shakes her head in a desperate plea for mercy. Checking the area one final time to ensure there are no witnesses, you deliver a powerful punch directly to her gut. The impact is excruciating, causing her knees to buckle, but she can't muster a scream.

Straightening her up, you strike her stomach once more, this time aiming a little to the left. She coughs against your palm, her eyes widening as she blinks slowly. Releasing your grip on her face, you swiftly backhand her, sending her sprawling sideways to the ground.

Unsatisfied with the outcome, you use the roof of her car for balance as you unleash a relentless barrage of kicks to her abdomen and thighs, following it up with brutal stomps to her ribs.

Silenced by the pain, she is unable to call for help. Her chest tightens, making it difficult to draw in a proper breath as consciousness slips away. Your final blow lands squarely on her pelvis, rendering her unconscious in an instant.

"Know your damn place, you snobby whore." Right when you're about to stomp on her again, a ringing flares from her purse. Grabbing the purse on the ground, you dig out her phone. "Kim Taeyeon..." you mutter the caller's name, glancing at the woman on the ground before letting the call end. A message pops up on the screen.

- why aren't you answering?

- whatever irene-ssi…

- come to the office this evening

- or you'll get in trouble

You smash her phone on the ground and start rummaging through her purse. It's just a bunch of random crap until you stumble upon her ID. "Bae Joohyun... What the fuck is Irene then? Celebrity wannabe bitch and a goddamn hag at that," you snicker, mocking her for being in her thirties already, and pocket her car key.

Opening the driver's seat, you toss her stuff inside. After closing the door, you take a moment to look at Irene. Her mini-skirt has ridden up, revealing her smooth and curvy ass. Your teeth scrape across your lower lip as your gaze travels over her milky thighs and slender legs, making your cock throb.

You pop open the back door and squat down. You hoist Irene up from the ground, draping her body over your shoulder and giving her ass a grab. Lifting her legs, you shove her into the car. One leg ends up hanging off the seat while the other leans against the backrest, knees spreading wide.

Irene's dress does nothing to protect her down there anymore. It is a priceless sight, seeing her in such a helpless state. The perfect payback for what she had done to you. And now, you can finally unleash all your built-up frustration on her body as much as you want.

Unbuckling your belt is a piece of cake, even though your hungry eyes are glued on her cameltoe. Climbing onto the seat, you shut the door and kick off your jeans and boxers in one swift motion. Having a knee resting on the seat, you position yourself between her legs.

Giving her hand on her chest a slap to the side, you squeeze her tits through the thin fabric and mold them however you like. Your rock-hard cock presses against her dangling thigh, seeking temporary enjoyment.

You are eager to fuck her pussy as you tear her lace panties. Irene's snatch is fully exposed, a thin layer of pubic hair offering no protection. But merely dominating her body isn't enough. While rubbing her clit with one hand, you smack her face with the other, careful to avoid the bruised side from the backhand earlier. The sound of the impact reverberates in the car.

"Wake up, bitch! Don't think you're getting off easy," you declare, delivering another slap.

Irene begins to stir, hissing in pain as she grimaces. You gather her wrists in one hand and pin them above her head. As she regains full consciousness, the first thing she sees is your face, and then she feels the invading sensation between her legs, causing her eyes to widen.

"You feeling that, huh?" you taunt, pressing your thumb harder against her clit while two fingers graze her slit.

Irene glances down at her pussy. "Get the hell away from me, you creepy fuck!" she shouts, trying to push you away, only to realize that you already had her hands under control. Closing her legs is her next instinct, but you are placed between them.

She is trapped and helpless, her voice her only weapon to resist you, though it seems futile. "Let me go! You disgusting piece of shit! Fuck! Get off me! You filthy, crazy fucker!"

She glances upwards, scanning for any sign of someone outside the car, anywhere. You cease playing with her pussy and deliver a powerful punch to her cheekbone. Instantly, she sees stars, groaning in agony. Cupping her face, you force her to meet your glare.

"Shut the fuck up, bitch! One more word from that foul mouth of yours, and I'll ruin your pretty face," you warn, ensuring she understands the seriousness of your threat.

"Fuck you! You think I'm scared!?" Irene yells defiantly, spitting in your eyes. That's it. She won't understand until she experiences it firsthand.

You release her hands and proceed to choke her. She struggles to pry your hand away, unaware of your true intentions. Fueled by anger, you unleash a torrent of punches upon Irene's face, repeatedly striking her cheeks, chin, and nose.

Her desperate hands gradually move to shield her face, but it's too late. You deliver one final, forceful blow directly under her eyes. Blood streams from her nose, her lips are split on both sides, and bruises emerge on her cheeks, with one eye swelling shut.

When you finally cease, Irene's trembling hands, raised in front of her face, betray her fear, and her breathing becomes rapid and shallow. The sight of her tears brings an absurd sense of satisfaction. Once again, you pin her hands above her head and spit on her wounded face.

You wipe your bloodied knuckles on her dress, marking the end of your assault. Before leaving her, you strike her ribs with a single punch. Irene groans in pain, attempting to recoil, but you firmly grasp her hip and straighten her body.

"No need for your pathetic face anyway. I'll rape your nasty cunt until you learn the meaning of respect," you declare, thrusting two fingers into her pussy, causing her to jerk in shock as you scratch her insides.

Both of you tremble as you vigorously finger-fuck her, causing her legs to tense up. Despite the pain and discomfort, Irene manages to whimper weakly. Her eyes slightly roll up, blinking with feebleness. Her face becomes numb while her pussy continues to be manipulated, causing her body to squirm from side to side. It doesn't take long for Irene to naturally become wet.

As you withdraw your hand, soaked with her urine, you forcefully shove it into her already-opened mouth. "You're nothing but a filthy whore," you insult her, delivering a smack to her breasts.

"N-No... Stop! Don't hurt— Ugh!"

You choke her and guide your cock along her slit before forcefully thrusting it deep inside her pussy in one powerful motion. She's incredibly tight for a bitch, her inner walls gripping your girth. Fully burying your cock inside her, you firmly grasp her toned thigh and gaze down, relishing the sight of her stretched pussy.

"Take it, slut. I'm going to fill you up until you can't spout shit ever again."

You commence rocking your hips back and forth, and your cock penetrates her as deeply as possible, exerting all your strength with each rough jab. As you choke Irene, gripping her windpipe, she can only emit groans while your anger finds release, your balls loudly slapping against her asshole.

Her pussy tightens around your cock as her breathing becomes increasingly difficult. Her toes curl inside her heels, and her hands weakly tap your arm, begging for release from your grip on her neck. But all you do is chuckle at her pitiful state while continuing to fuck her reddened cunt.

Her disheveled face still annoys you, especially as you recall her shitty behavior, but you can't deny the incredible sensation of her pussy. Sensing the impending orgasm, you release your grip on her neck and sit up straight, firmly grasping her waist.

Irene coughs painfully and gasps for air. Her pussy is being stretched even further than before, and she pleads, "S-stop... Pull out—Shit, just fucking stop!"

"Fuck you, bitch. I'm gonna make sure you never forget this day," you declare, hooking an arm under her knee and pushing it towards her chest.

Leaning forward, you exert all your weight onto her as you continue thrusting your cock into her tight pussy. The sound of skin slapping against skin resonates through the car, even causing the vehicle to shake, accompanied by your loud grunt as your climax reaches its peak.

"Ahh... Don't you dare! N-No... please—Ohh!"

With one final powerful thrust, you slam into her and release your fresh load deep inside her womb. Moaning in pure ecstasy, your entire body trembles as you impregnate the arrogant woman who has shattered your golden opportunity.

Irene's head slumps to the side as she takes in your load. The pain on her body and face fades into the background as thoughts of what comes next start creeping in. Meanwhile, you come down from your high and let out a laugh before pulling your dick out with a satisfying 'plop'. Her pussy oozes out an excess of cum.

You ain't dumb enough to just leave her like that. You reach down to grab your phone from your jeans on the floor and snap a few quick shots in succession. You capture her used and swollen pussy, dripping with cum, and finish it off with a picture of her messed-up face.

Irene tries to reach out to you, her weak and sore body struggling. "What the fuck are you doing...? Ain't you had enough, you bastard!?"

You jump to her side and grab a fistful of her hair, yanking her up. "Listen up, bitch. If you try any shit, these nasty pictures are gonna spread like wildfire in this whole district." You show her the explicit shots of her pussy.

"I got plenty of friends who'd pay a fortune for this kind of shit." Tapping your phone against her head, you continue, "So you better show me some goddamn respect next time we cross paths, got it? I'll see you around then, Ma'am Joohyun."

Can't make out Irene's expression under all the beat-up bruises. Not that you care. You got her right where you want her. You shove her back onto the seat and give her a solid knee to the gut, a final warning. She doubles over in pain.

Pulling up your jeans, you spit on her and bounce out of the car. Nobody is around as you fix yourself up, sporting a wicked grin as you walk away.

#kpop smut #irene smut #non con smut #male reader #kpop gg #red velvet smut #hardcore smut #irene #irene red velvet #kpop girls

[miya-akiko]

A DATE?!

context : reader is asl sister and dating a certain dark haired man

warning : there's curse words lol + a brief mention of zolu + mention of sex

you look at yourself in the mirror and then let out a satisfied whistle, "look so damn good."

looking to your left, there's your sling bag that your beloved boyfriend bought for you for your birthday made a smile bloomed on your face.

you quickly took your phone, tucking it inside of your bag and took the new heels that you just got for tonight's date and walk downstairs.

"sabo, you dont have to cook extra today. i won't be home for dinner." you said to your older brother that are reading his book and he just hummed to acknowledge you while your eldest brother raise his eyebrows but still not looking at you since he's still playing a game on the tv, "where are ya going, y/n?"

"a date."

you pretty sure you heard someone's neck crack because of how fast ace and sabo turn their their heads towards you and finally noticing that you're all dressed up.

luffy also look at you before he bluntly asked "are you going out with traffy?"

"traffy?!" sabo and ace asked loudly. ace walk towards you fast, "young lady, you ain't going out with him! he got a tattoos on his body and.. and.. and.. he got a goatee!"

sabo nodded and he took your heels away from you, "and he's literally older than me and ace! why would you date an old man?!"

you look at your overprotective brothers with a tired sigh. "first of all, im an adult. i can do whatever i want, date whoever i want. second of all, ace you also have a tattoo."

ace frowned when you pointed that out and grumbles something you can't hear under his breath angrily.

"sabo, he's only 2 years older than you. our dad is 10 years older than mom so why does that matters?" you asked them with an annoyed look on your face.

"traffy is a good guy, don't worry!" luffy smiled and give a thumbs up to his brothers and immediately got ignored making him pout and focusing back on his game.

"how long have you been dating him?" sabo asked after few minutes of silence. you sigh in relief when he finally relaxed. "almost a year now. today is our first anniversary." you mutter nervously, looking down on your feet to ignore ace's glares.

"why didn't you tell us about this?" this time ace is the one that asked and you immediately gulped, your eldest brother is too scary.

"luffy knows and um i didn't tell you guys because i was not ready."

ace and sabo immediately look at the youngest and luffy didn't even act like he cares as he munch on his chips. "what? traffy said he gonna take care of her and i trust traffy."

"have you guys ever had sex?" sabo asked seriously and you immediately choked on your spit making you cough loudly.

"y/n!" ace immediately pat your back gently. "calm down you idiot."

after drinking water thanks to sabo sprinting to the kitchen you calmed down. "no we haven't.. done that yet."

"okay good. make sure you use protection if you.. do that" sabo pat your head before he share a look with ace.

".. have you two kissed?"

well now that's a dumb question. who would ask that to their sister who has been dating a guy for a year?

"are you dumb?" luffy asked before you can even say anything and god it made you cackled so loud.

after few seconds there's knocks on the door, you were about to open the door when sabo stopped you and let ace open the door instead.

and there were your handsome boyfriend standing perfectly with a bouquet on his hand, he look a bit confused before realizing that your brothers finally found out about the relationship.

"..hello, im here to pick up y/n." law said to ace and sabo calmly and silently nod at luffy to greet him making the younger one waved happily. "HI TRAFFY!"

"hi babe" you smiled as you walk to your boyfriend. "dont mind them, they're just being dumb." you said as you kissed his cheek and law feel like sabo and ace glares can literally set him on fire.

"im going now, dont follow us you shitheads!" you warned your brothers before wearing your heels and dragging your man yes YOUR MAN away from your house.

"LANGUAGE!" you heard your brothers shouted.

after finally getting a moment to be alone with him in the car, you sighed and held his hand, "sorry about that. you know.. how crazy they are when they found out luffy was dating zoro too."

law just shook his head and gently caress your face, "don't worry about it. now shall we go? because i can see your brothers staring at us from the bushes"

you rolled your eyes with a laugh, "yes let's just hope those idiots won't interrupt us the way they interrupt luffy's date."

#one piece scenarios #one piece headcanons #sabo one piece #portgas d ace #monkey d. luffy #trafalgar law #trafalgar law x reader #one piece fluff #ace x reader #sabo x reader #luffy x reader

[thepookiestpookiebear]

Twisted wonderland (WIP !!!)

Jade Leech x fem reader | Floyd Leech x fem reader

Can be read as any other gender if you'd like

Not a request but I just wrote this while on a road trip, aka right now. I wrote this in 30 minutes if you can't tell, obviously it's gonna be messy and not proofread

Cw : swearing/cursing, not proofread, Jade, Floyd. Ooc, rushed.

Wc: no fucking idea honestly I don't bother counting

You pant, absolutely exhausted. You had to chase after Grim to somehow force convince him to attend classes, but that little brat keeps running away and hiding. You find yourself all alone in some huge dark hallway, wandering around trying to find Grim.

"Grim ! Grim !! GRIM !!! WHERE ARE YOU ??" You shout, your voice echoing along the walls and high ceilings. "God knows what I'll do once i get my hands on you, you little sh*t.." you mutter angrily.

You're lost, but it's not like you really care at the moment. You're so busy cursing Grim in your head that you can't bring yourself to give a single f*ck.

That is, until you heard the dreadfully familiar voice of Floyd. (Insert oh shit, not good sfx)

"Heya, Lil shrimpy~ whatchu doing here, huh ? Did the little shrimpy get lost ?"

He says, with that menacing toothy grin of his. Sometimes you wonder how the hell his teeth are so white, what kinda toothpaste does he use ? Heck, do they even have colgate in twisted wonderland ? Maybe he uses its twisted wonderland equivalent. But damn, his teeth are whiter than my bedsheets and brighter than my earrings.

After a moment of internal brainstorming, you answer "Yup. Sucks to be me I guess. But that aside, why are you here ?"

His grin widens "that's for me to know and you to find out~" Oh how you want to wipe that stupid grin off his face because BOI you're not in the mood to joke around at the moment. 'Goddammit Grim, you will be the death of me one day..'

"Well, do you happen to know where Grim went ? That little sh- I mean, rascal, decided to play 'the dad who went to get milk' role and disappeared." Holy fucking shit, why is that burj khalifa eel leech whatever the fuck he is guy giggling like a fucking schoolgirl ? (Not that he's far from that actually) .

Giggle not as in the usual giggle he does but the kind of giggle a kid does when he's hiding something. Hmm. That's suspicious, that's weird..*insert sfx*

Well whatever, it doesn't matter what the hell he finds so funny because before you know it, you are gone.

Kaboom.

Abracadabra.

Gone. Gone and left no crumbs

Whoosh.

Because fuck no you ain't getting involved with Floyd or the octavinelle trio ever again. Even if fucking Leona held you at gunpoint and threatened you, you would still refuse to get involved with that slimy motherfucker.

'Yeah no thanks, but when I said I want my back broken I didn't mean it literally.'

*Insert sfx* AwOoP ! JuMpSCarE~

It seems luck wasn't by your side today, as you ran straight into a solid mass.

You groan "Oh fuck me.." you whine. Jade chuckles. Just as you had expected, he's grinning ominously at you while holding Grim in his right hand.

Well fuck, you should've known better. At this point these two leeches are your sleep paralysis demons.

(Would you believe me if I said I actually had Floyd as my sleep paralysis demon once ? It was fucking horrifying.)

"Oya oya, look who we have here, Floyd~ What a coincidence.."

He says, eyes glowing ominously while both of their grins stretch wider than your legs do whenever someone mentions geto or gojo. /j /not j

"Indeed a very unfortunate pleasant coincidence. Come to think of it, why weren't you with Floyd earlier ?"

He quirks an eyebrow "Oh, but i was. You just didn't see me. I was behind you the entire time, prefect."

"That isn't very...reassuring"

You trail off. "Well doesn't matter, can you just give me that thing ?"

You point at Grim, purposely calling him a thing to piss him off.

Grim begs to differ though, "THING ??? IM NOT A THING, IM THE GREAT SORCERER GRIM !!!!-" although that doesn't last long, he is quickly shut up by Jade's stare.

You grin, cockily. Haha take that you little gremlin ! That's what you get !!

But your thoughts are cut off just as quickly by Floyd, "Ehhh ? Shrimpy's mouth is open ?"

"Huh ? What does that have to do with this ?" You say, confused. Meanwhile Floyd quickly shoots Jade a knowing glance, which unnerves you.

"Nothing to worry your little head about, shrimpy~" "indeed, my brother is right, do not concern yourself with such matters."

Much to your shock, Jade wordlessly hands you Grim. Your mouth drops open

"Holy shit, Are you guys okay ? You behave as if you just ate Lilia's food... either that, or the sun will rise at the west tomorrow !"

The two simply smile and walk away.

Well, that was confusing..

#the pookiest writes #yourfavepookiebear #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland #floyd leech #jade leech #hella bad #jade leech x reader #floyd leech x reader #fem reader #can also be read as any other gender if you want #the brainrot is real #cat in my lap #so i can concentrate better #everything is fine when i have a cat near me #twst fic #leech twins #honestly not sure if i should post this #accidental cliffhanger #cliffhanger #disney twst #twst x reader

[quitealotofsodapop]

One thing I don't think is mentioned enough is the fact that during the journey, a lot of Celestials took the opportunity to just... outright FUCK around with Wukong. Like, they'd send all sorts of demons their way intentionally just to intervene and say "Oh hey! You found my favorite pet!" Even Guanyin hadn't been innocent of this considering she had this huge fit over her pet goldfish. And if they weren't using their pets they were finding other methods to delay or otherwise force the Pilgrims off the beaten path and into danger out of some sort of test, spite, or pettiness.

Now, think about how in the both JTTW and Slow Boiled au Wukond actually was pregnant or not during the journey, and in Century au, the Heavenly Court BELIEVE he was pregnant. So imagine how those guys feel after they decided to fuck with Wukong put of spite and found out they unknowingly were stressing a pregnant monkey out!?

Yeah! Characters like Gold Star hide their identities to aid the main characters, while some are just... doing it for fun? Are they LARP-ing? And Monkey has Gold-Vision; why does he always not recognise these people even from his Celestial days?

Guanyin set up a whole honey trap knowing that half the squad ain't into it, and dropped the gang on their way home cus they missed 1 story event. The abbey with the Ginseng tree were pretty rude af. The Buddha's own servants tried to fleece the gang of the scriptures. Multiple kingdoms suffered cus King Who-Care shot somebody's bird-cousin, or knocked over a table of offerings. And the 28 Lunar Mansions took almost 13 years to realise that the Wood Wolf was missing.

Lao Tzu's lab assisants literally run off with his stuff and become demon lords for lulz (or they were the assisants that let the Rhino King/Buffalo out and were scared that they'd get in trouble). And lets not forget RHINO KING. Bruh, you somehow lost track of a gotdang celestial Bull-Rhino!?

Guanyin's not immune from this; TWO of her pets became horrific demons (Goldfish and Sai Taisui) and are arguably the most irredeemable of all the villains faced.

Lady Earth Flow/Albino Rat/Bat spirit is even described as Li Jing's adoptive daughter - how the f that happen?? How did he lose track of a whole kid so bad that she became a vampire-esque demon?

Manjusri let their cat (Azure Lion) out TWICE. And they cursed the Wuji kingdom for tossing them in a sewer for preeching.

After a point, I'd imagine Wukong in the stone egg aus would just throw his hands up and start yelling at the gods directly. He's even bolder in the Jttw Stone Egged au given that he has Macaque as back-up.

You know that chapter where Rhino King steals all of the Heavenly Army's powers and weapons, and the immortals are all infighting so hard that Wukong has to be the voice of reason?

Imagine a tiny hormonal monkey just going nuts at these gods. He's screaming in their faces. He's demanding Nezha lift him up so he can look General Li Jing in the eye. He's telling them what good are they as fighters if they only feel safe with their weapons and powers? Wukong has a *damn* good reason he ain't taking on Rhino King in a 1-v-1 rn, whats all these gods excuse?!

The gods are too surprised and intimidated to argue back. And you better believe a certain alchemist is getting a smack for letting a whole animal loose from his lab.

#slow boiled stone egg au #jttw stone egged au #sun wukong #pregnancy tw #lmk #lego monkie kid #journey the west #jttw

[switchbladedreamz]

A Dutton In Love

Requested? Nope

Summary: Rip has been meaner than usual lately. Rip Wheeler x fem!reader fluff

Warnings: mentioned female masturbation, cursing, that's it.

"C'mon Beast" I say as I lead my horse out of the stable. His black coat shining in the Montana sun, a cool breeze ever present. Standing in the left stirrup I mount my horse. "Where you headed today little lady?" Lloyd asks, resting against the gate. "Lloyd I ain't no lady, and I'm taking Beast to a trip into town, he could use the long walk.". I pat the left side of his neck, Lloyd looks up at me. "Alrighty. Well Rip wanted me to let you know that you'll be accompanying him and Kayce to the cattle auction tonight.". "Well Lloyd, congrats on the new job. I didnt know you were a messenger now. Please be so kind and tell them I'll be back before we leave.". He chuckles and walks away, shaking his head.

Its dusk as we arrive back at the Yellowstone. Beast is back in the stable, happily munching carrots that Tate is feeding him. "How was your trip to town Aunt (Y/n)?" Tate asks, giggling as Beast nibbles his palm. "Well lil buck, I gotcha somethin.". I pull out a pair of brand new leather gloves, embroidered with his initials. "Since I know you lost yours in the crik last week. Look, T.D. Now dont go losin em now, those cost me a pretty penny." He hugs me tight. "Thank you, I promise I won't lose them. I love you.". I'm takin aback but chuckle. "I love you too little buck". He runs off shouting for his dad, who turns the corner and they collide. "Woah hey, where's the fire son?" He proudly shoves the yellow gloves in his dad's face. "Look what Aunt (Y/n) got me! And they're emboideld!" "I think you mean embroidered son. Those are awesome." Kayce looks at me, a big smile one his face. Happy that at least one sibling of his loves his soon they should. "Thank you (n/n)" he mouths I tip my cowboy hat to him. "I'ma go shower 'fore we leave Kace." He just nods and leads Tate to the lodge.

The cold water hits my back, almost done finishing my shower. Being a hand on a ranch makes you sweat and heat up no matter how cold Montana can get. "(Y/n) you in here?". I hear a voice call out. Poking my head out, I see Rip standing in front of the sinks. "You almost done?" He huffs out, visibly annoyed. I ignore him and turn the water off. I open the curtain, letting him see me naked. The water droplets rolling down my body. Rip just clicks his tongue then leaves as I'm wrapping my towel around me.

Kayce is driving, Rip is in the passenger seat, and I'm in the back. Whispering to the songs on the radio. "Can you shut the fuck up?" Rip snaps at me unexpectedly. "Excuse me? No offense Mr. Wheeler, but if you're so god damn annoyed by me, why did YOU hire me? You need to pull that wild hair out your ass and talk to me like a god damn adult and not just be a dick to me. Cause I sure as hell dont know what I've done to piss you off." He just scoffs and looks out the window the rest of the trip. Kayce shoots me a bewildered look through the rearview mirror, I shrug in return. The air and the people in the truck are tense the rest of the way. And even after we get back to the ranch.

A few days have passed, Lloyd keeps trying to get me to talk to Rip. Apparently since my "blow up", he's been choppin at his bit and gettin on everyone's ass for little things. "And I mean shit, he looked damn near ready to punch Jimmy after he dropped the bottle of wound dust.". Ryan just looks at me. "What did you say?". Teeter repeats it all back to him slowly and sarcastically. "Nobody hear can understand yall. You're southerners, we're not." Ryan replies emphatically. "She's saying that I've been a dick to everyone and I'm sorry" Rip says from the doorway, startling us who had out backs to him. "Can I speak to (Y/n) alone?" People started to get out of their chairs, grumbling. Instead I stood up and headed out the front door of the bunkhouse. Rip catches up with me quickly, damn his long legs. "C'mon. We're going to my room to speak.".

"Sit. Explain." I tell him and point to the bed. I start undressing and changing into sleep clothes. "First of all, I'm sorry." He trails off, but I dont want him to have time to think of an excuse. "Sorry about?". I egg on. "I'm sorry for being a massive jerk. I saw something I shouldn't have and its been bothering me.". I sit next to him, big baggy shirt and short shorts. "Saw somethin you shouldn't've? Rip, you're one guy I know that's seen everythin. To say you've seen somethin you shouldn't've scares me I'm gonna be honest.". He just chuckles, he takes his cowboy hat and jacket off, setting them on an adjacent rocking chair. He sits facing me. "Look. What I'm about to tell you is serious, and I hope you don't look at me differently. It was an accident, I promise." "Just spit it out Rip, you're legit scarin me right now.". I laugh nervously. "2 weeks ago I was coming up the stairs, it was late but John needed to talk to Kayce and I. Well...as I'm passing your room, I decided to check up on you. See if you were doin alright. And well what I saw was...you...naked, with a vibrator and well...you- you uh..were saying my name. A lot-" "okay! I get it." I interrupted. A couple beats of silence passed. I finally mustered up the courage to ask him what I've been wanting to since I watched him leave my doorway two weeks ago. "I know. I saw you leave. I was hoping you didnt see anything. Kinda...ruined my orgasm" I huffed out awkwardly but he just laughed. "Did you like what you saw?" I asked, hiding my stupidly red face. I felt his hand grasp my chin lightly. "Look at me darlin'. You are the most beautiful creature on this god forsaken earth I have ever seen. Clothes on or not." His smile spread ear to ear. It was beautiful. Watching this man who's life hasn't spared mercy to was like watching the sunset from the biggest mountain on the ranch. Breathtaking. We leaned in for a kiss but someone clearing their throat stopped us. "Uuuugh, WHAT?-- Oh. Hi dad." I get up to go talk to him. "Hey baby girl, how'd the auction go today?" "It was good, uhm. We're talking about something important, can what you have to talk about wait till tomorrow?" I ask, hoping he'd say yes it could wait and take my time and run away into the sunset with the man I've loved since I first set eyes on him. "I've gotta talk to Rip, honey. But I'll return him as soon as we're done." Dad smiles at me but eyes say that he's sorry. "Okay, that's alright.". Rip kisses my head as he walks past me. "I'll be back for my things darlin, don't you worry.".

#Yellowstone #rip wheeler #rip x reader #fluuuuuf #rip wheeler x reader #i fucking love him

[the-sinister-story-teller]

can i request angel dust x insecure transmasc reader who feels he’s undesirable and unlovable?

A/n; Sure! Sorry I've been out so long, things are going on, but now i can write!

But I Love you~Angel Dust x Transmasc!Reader.

Mentions: Angst, Reader being insecure, Fluff, Comfort.

Topic: Request above ^^^

"Babycakes where are ya?" Angel called out, searching the hotel for you. Lately, you've been in the dumps, and haven't told anyone why, not even Angel. To everyone, that gave off the impression something really bad must have happened. You were Angel's best friend, and his favorite person to be quite honest. The fact of the matter is that you had been avoiding Angel completely, and that shot up sirens in his head.

After searching for what seemed to be forever, he found you in his room, eating (your favorite comfort food), while muttering to fat nuggets.

"Oh god Y/n, there you are...Ya fuckin' terrified me!" He exclaimed with worry, sitting by you. You muttered a curse under your breath, furrowing your brows. "Somethin' ain't right...What's goin' on..? No one else is here, so you can vent freely.." Angel assured, rubbing your back sweetly in small circles.

"Am...Am I unlovable..?" You whimpered out, as Angel instantly knew what was the problem.

"No babycakes...your the most lovable fuckin' person in this shithole!" Angel exclaimed, before pointing at Fat Nuggets, then himself. "Nuggs' loves ya! I love ya!" He huffed. You shook your head.

"Fat nuggets loves everybody Angie..." You whimpered, before Angel took you into his arms.

"Listen...Y/n...I get this feelin' too sometimes...But don't let it overcome you like this, I know it sucks, it really does, but is it worth ruining your mood over it..?" Angel said softly as you wiped away some tears with a sniffle.

"No.."

"Exactly, so why let it hurt you if it isn't true?" You stopped to think. He wasn't wrong. You then buried your face into the crook of Angel's neck, as you quietly cried.

"Thank you Angie..I-...I don't deserve you.."

"Nah...You deserve the entire damn world Y/n." He spoke sweetly as you looked up with soft smile, and Angel held your cheeks, gasping. "There's that cute smile!!" He exclaimed, as you let out a soft giggle.

"Angieee!"

"What? I can't speak the truth!" He joked as you playfully nudged him, and Fat Nuggets made his way in between the two of you, laying mostly in your lap.

"I think he likes me more," You snickered as Angel rolled his eyes playfully.

"I told you."

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A/N: Sorry it's so short! However I hope it's what you wanted! ^^

#hazbin angel dust #x reader #angel dust fluff #angel dust oneshot #angel dust x reader #fluff #transmasc #transmasc reader #angst #angel dust angst

[calisources]

CW'S   SUPERNATURAL   SENTENCE   QUOTES.   all   sentences   have   been   taken   from   mostly   the   kripke   era   (season   1   to   season   5)   of   erik   kripke's   supernatural,   mainly   season   four   and   five.   change   names/pronouns/locations   as   you   see   fit.

SEASON FOUR .

If you're going to shoot, shoot! Don't talk!

Please. Dean, maybe angels can pull you out of Hell but no one can do that.

So, you guys are like Mulder and Scully or something, and the X-Files are real?

It was beauty that killed the beast.

Anna may have sent the angels to the outfield, but sooner or later, they're gonna be back.

I suppose some dumb bastard stood here, felt a jolt of his holy juice and thought 'I'm going to build me a nun factory.' Well, it was the right idea... wrong angel.

Tell me something. Where's God in all this?

I'm not sure if he's my brother any more. If he ever was.

Are you under the impression that family's supposed to make you feel good? Make you an apple pie, maybe? They're supposed to make you miserable! That's why they're family.

If you walk out that door, don't you ever come back.

You don't know me. You never did, and you never will.

Congrats, Sammy. You just bought yourself a benchwarmer seat to the Apocalypse.

I serve Heaven, I don't serve man. And I certainly don't serve you.

Forever. The demons will never stop. You can never be with your family. So, you either get as far away from them as possible. Or you put a bullet in your head, And that's how you keep your family safe.

You know I finally get why you and dad butted heads so much. You two are practically the same person. 

I mean I worshipped the guy, y'know: I dressed like him, I acted like him, I listened to the same music. But you are more like him than I will ever be. I see that now.

Okay, so basically you're saying that every movie monster, every nightmare that I've ever had, that's all real.

He's a Winchester. He's already cursed.

It was too preposterous. Not to mention arrogant! I mean, writing yourself into the story is one thing, but as a prophet? That's like M. Night level douchiness.

Uriel's the funniest angel in the garrison. Ask anyone.

 I'm not a hero, I'm not strong enough.

 I know our fate rests with you.

I couldn't break him, pulled out all the stops, but John, he was made of something unique. The stuff of heroes. 

You need to learn how to manage a damn devil's trap.

Tell me something, geniuses. Even if you do break into the Veil and you find the Reaper. how are you going to save it?

SEASON FIVE.

The only thing you're going to see out there is Michael killing your brother.

I'm gonna rip you apart from the inside out. Do you understand me?

No doubt - endings are hard. But then again... nothing ever really ends, does it?

You try to tie up every loose end, but you never can. 

Dean, even for you, this is a whole new mountain of stupid.

Sorry if it's a bit chilly. Most people think I burn hot. It's actually quite the opposite.

Well, I got to ask. How old are you?

As old as God. Maybe older. Neither of us can remember anymore. Life, death, chicken, egg. Regardless - at the end, I'll reap him, too.

That's the beauty about improv, Sammy. You never know what's gonna come out of your mouth.

You are not the burnt and broken shell of a man that I believed you to be.

World's gonna end, seems silly to get all precious over one little soul.

Why? Because Crowley said so? Because we trust him now?

You think you own the planet? What gives you the right?!?

No one gives us the right. We take it.

You're not my father. And you ain't in my shoes. 

I mean, whatever happened to personal loyalty? How long have I worked for these guys. Five millennia? Six?

 It's funnier in Enochian.

 This creature has the power to take a human's form, read minds. 

And you think you know better than my father? The one unimportant little man. What makes you think you get to choose?

 It's a plan that is playing itself out perfectly. Free will's an illusion, Dean. That's why you're going to say yes.

Think of the million random choices that you make--and yet how each and everyone of them brings you closer to your destiny.

As it is in Heaven, so it must be on Earth. One brother has to kill the other.

Well, call it personal experience. Nobody gets that angry unless they're talking about their own family.

You know why God cast me down? Because I loved him. More than anything.

Now, tell me... does the punishment fit the crime? Especially when I was right? 

 Look at what six billion of you have done to this thing, and how many of you blame me for it?

Honestly, people don't need a reason to kill each other. I mean, you seen the Irish? They're all Irish.

#rp meme #sentences memes #meme call #roleplay memes #sentence meme #( cali meme. ) #rp memes #rp prompt #rp musings #roleplay prompt #roleplay meme

[nagisa-666]

《BAKUGO! M! READER X BLUE LOCK》

《CROSS POSTED TO WATTPAD》

《WARNINGS!: Mentions of death, kind of crack fic, curse words, kind of explicit words, slight angst, lazy writing, crossover MHA x Blue Lock》

"SHUT UP YOU DAMN LOSERR!!"

Of course. Early to bed and early to rise makes (Name) a massive bitch.

You'd think that for a guy with such a good reputation among his fellow football players would have a good personality, wouldn't you?

No, turns out they were only talking about his skills. In real life, his personality is worse then trash. With anger issues, a superiority complex, and an inferiority complex, he also has a foul mouth that goes with his foul attitude.

"Who are you call a loser, PUNK?!" And Raichi, an equally hot headed football geek.

No, he's not a pokemon.

With how hot headed the both of them are, they're constantly butting head in disagreements, sometimes even getting into physical fights because of such disagreements.

Everyone is annoyed by it.

"YOU HEARD ME, SHIT HEAD! OPEN UP YOUR DAMN EARS FOR ONCE AND MAYBE YOU WON'T BE DEAF!" (Name) shouted incredibly loud, making everyone wince as he glared at Raichi fiercely, his red eyes almost glowing from rage.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP, HUNK OF JUNK! YOU AIN'T WORTH SHIT!" Raichi fired back, showing off his sharp teeth with a scowl while (Name) scoffed, everyone in the room with them sighing annoyed.

"WORTH MORE THAN YOU, OBVIOUSLY!" (Name) snarled like a dog, eyes enlarged with veins showing while Yoichi sweated in the back, trying to hold him back before (Name) threw him back effortlessly. Damn. RIP Yoichi, you will be missed. But some were eyeing his muscle with faint blushes.

"SAY THAT TO MY FACE, BITCH!-" Pokémon bitch attempted to shout, before a someone got annoyed and interrupted.

The girls were fighting.

"OH MY GOD WE GET IT YOU'RE BOTH GAY SHUT UP!" Bachira shouted, quickly quieting everyone down as they stared at him in silent horror, some even praying for him as they waited for the blondes to explode.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP, DUNCE FACE!-" The girls are back at it.

"Hey, Bakubro! How's everyone treating you?" Kirishima asked, glad that his calls are actually getting through.

(Name) actually scored enough goals to get his phone back, so he took the chance to call back anyone who was blowing up his notifications (his mom, shitty hair, dunce face, racoon eyes, soy sauce, and Deku, who he blocked before,) and of course the best comes first.

So he called Shitty hair back first.

"I don't care about them. How's Dunce face and Racoon eyes? Are they stealing my shit again?" He asked, getting straight to the point as he finished his work sheet, noticing how everyone slightly quieted down to hear the call.

"... Haha, no! In fact, I haven't seen them act this good in your room before!" He said, noticeably not talking in the beginning, as if he was staring at someone or someone was talking to him. He calls bullshit.

"They're stealing my protein powder, aren't they?" He said, voice bland and face stoic, just waiting for the other to confirm what he said as the other in the room sent glances to each other, sometimes even sneaking a peek at his face.

"Yeah man I'm sorry. But! Good news, I got the job! So I'll be able to pay you back when you get back! No worries! Oh, and Deku was trying to call you too! He wanted to asked what it was like to be with the best football teens in one place!" The red head chuckled, listening to the pink haired girl and the charge bolt boy thank him profusely before waving them off, waiting for the blonde boy to speak.

"Tell Deku that I ain't telling him shit. And tell the old hag that when I get back, I want some spicy tofu! Spicy enough it makes my taste buds bleed!" (Name) shouted, grinning his evil grin like he always does when he's hyped about something, which makes the red haired boy on the other end laugh wildly. (Name) can't wait until he gets home and is able to eat the spicy tofu his mom makes. The shit they call spicy tofu here isn't even spicy, it barely even burns.

(Everyone else is scared of what his definition of spicy is. The spicy tofu they give him looks like death.)

"Yeah, okay! Oh- sorry, your mom's calling us, I'm gonna hafta hang up!" Kirishima said, loud enough that those close enough heard him clearly.

"Kay." A loose reply.

"See ya, Bakubro!" Affection through words, Kirishima loves telling him that.

"Kay." Another loose reply. Man, he is so tempted to just hang up.

"Say it back!" Kirishima whined, making (Name) feel as though he was able to just see the pout and teary eyes he gets when he's joking around dramatically.

"No." Then he hung up.

"Hey, hot head, let's play 21 questions!" Bachira asked (more like demanded- but (Name) is the same, if not more stubborn-) dribbling a ball as he lightly treaded on the grass, playing with (Name) to pass time until one of them got annoyed.

"Fuck no." Sharp reply. (Name) didn't want this creepy 'monster' boy to know anything important about him. The way he kept talking about a 'monster' being in him and telling him what to do and who to talk to? Creepy. It's a miracle that he's even talking to him now.

"Aw, why not?!" Bitch boy Bachira whined, gaining a fake pout while (Name) scoffed, stealing the ball and running quickly, making a goal before Bachira got the the ball, continuing their 'conversation.'

"'Cause I don't fuckin' like you." Truer words have never been spoken. Whenn he dies, he wants 'my only regret is not flipping more people off' on his tombstone.

"Aw:(" (Name) wondered how the FUCK he said that out loud. Fuck, sometimes he wanted to put that boy in full body cast.

"Shut yo goofy ass up." Amazing. He's barely been talking to this fuck face for 5 minutes and he already wants to throw him under a bus.

"Anyway, let me go first! What's the color of your nipples."

"..."

"What's the color of your nipples."

"I'm fucking done with you. Get the fUCK AWAY FROM ME YOU FREAK-"

"Hey, brat! You know better then to call me while I'm at work! I already know to make spicy tofu when I get home!-" Mitsuki said, answering her ringing phone with a rough voice as she began to change her clothes, looking at the ones her dear husband made himself with admiration.

"Excuse me, are you Bakugo (Name)'s guardian?" A sudden cold voice interrupted her, making her pause before looking at her phone, making sure it was (Name)'s number.

"Uh- Yeah? Listen, if he's in trouble just tell me where he is-" Suddenly feeling unsettled, she felt like something bad was about to happen. But that always happens with (Name). Sometimes he gets too mad and just beats someone up for being arrogant or something. Maybe he was in jail or something.

"I'm sorry to tell you this, but your son has been involved stabbing incident. He's in surgery right now.. We don't think he's going to survive." The cold voice said, and Mitsuki felt her heart drop. That couldn't be right. No, her little boy was always careful when out and about. Even if he was tired, he made sure that he knew where he was going and what to avoid. This had to be some elaborate prank his friends thought of.

"... Huh? Hey, if this is a joke, it's not very funny. Put him on the phone, let me talk to him." She demanded, putting her clothes back on before she stormed out, trying to find her husband frantically.

"This isn't a joke. He's at Musutafu hospital, Shizuoka Prefecture. I imagine you would want to spend his last moments together." Then a click and it went quiet.

"MASARU!"

"This morning the young football prodigy, Bakugo (Name) was discovered to have died at a local hospital in Musutafu, in Shizuoka Prefecture after being a victim to a stabbing by an unknown stalker. Witnesses and CCTV footage have said and shown that he was walking when a man wearing a black hoodie and sweats ran up with a knife and stabbed him in the stomach. Officials still do not understand why the man did this. In later news, we'll talk about the wake and funeral of this young star. Thoughts and prayers to his parents."

#blue lock x male reader #crack fic #Nagisa_666 works #raichi jingo #bachira meguru #kirishima eijirou #bakugo mitsuki #bakugo masaru #mentions of violence #mentions of death

[dirtyoldmanhole]

made it past black flames... gunter fans know what that means. :'))))

et iz emotional pain time!!

anyway it was cool the description text for the chapter said "descend on valla" while it had "floating isle" right there on the location box.

whack geography there you have, fates!

i suppose it makes sense in terms of "descending down into the bottomless canyon" but since i'm doing an unsubtle amount of parallels to [valla = the underworld] for Symbolic Fic Reasons it was neat to see the game itself nod towards that versus an ultimately less descriptive word like "fell down the canyon".

you ever think how that sky was likely the last thing gunter thought he was going to see the first time he fell down? :') and then what he must feel like to be kinda forced to do it all over again? :'))))

speaking of the literal devil....

[internal screaming]

god this second rev playthrough is going to emotionally wreck me WORSE than the first playthrough, and that one pretty much broke my brain as is!!!!

anyway this is the first shot you see of gunter in-game since... I think it was right before the wind tribe chapter where you fought the "faceless"? i'm pretty sure I would have screenshotted it had there been another one.

i also think it's really interesting you don't see him next to azura, which feels like it'd make sense considering both of them, you, and jakob had already been down in the bottomless canyon. (ngl jakob got shafted in these little map scenes, he feels like he should be there more.)

anyway, very subtle yellow flag number one for what's coming up.

the royals have their one obligatory moment of sane 'wtf we ain't jumping down no canyon' reasoning. gunter gets this kind of random 'hey i'm alive still remember me' line for the players who aren't single-brain cell'd gunterfuckers (:P) :

corrin reveals she's prepared to sacrifice herself to valla's curse (you die if you mention anything about the otherworldly kingdom) to reveal to everyone exactly who the enemy is----

(....OUFFF can you imagine gunter's moment of panic there.)

-- everyone trades a few lines about trusting corrin, after wanting her to order them to jump.

they jump. first, hilariously enough.

so this is probably the clearest shot we'll ever get of Scarlet's flower. hold that thought for future Plot Reasons.

(i also do think it's a little interesting / a flub that the cinematographers had gunter already jump in the bottomless canyon--Scarlet and Corrin trade 3-4 lines before they jump too. then again i suppose if he was still sticking around at this point the whole "who killed scarlet" jig would be up way before it was actually resolved.)

speaking of, i still can't believe i fucking called it with possessed!gunter killing scarlet the first go around. :') all i knew beforehand is he got possessed somewhere and there was something whack with his family.

here we goooo......

whelp whelp whelp

THIS REALLY HITS DIFFERENT WHEN YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHO IT IS

GEE I WONDER

control your kinky af boytoy corrin!!! safe word is anankos!!!!!

(if you squint, you can see how the game uses anankos' cloaked model -- privately i think they should have used the great knight model since it would have been an infinitesimal 'blink and you miss it' hint but an absolute genius bonus the second time. just stick the helmet on if you don't want to give everything away. )

something exquisitely painful: guess who targeted corrin first, before scarlet dives in to save her?

:')

... whelp. nice seeing you.

damn even the game ships ryoma/scarlet hardcore.

corrin gets all of 30 seconds to grieve/freak out about scarlet dying and then enemies show up, thankfully followed by allies.

gunter's in the third wave of sprites that show up, the first being corrin, then xander&ryoma.....

... aaand i just noticed he's right next to corrin. :'))))))))))))))))))))

time to roll valla!

#krad loveblogs revelations: electric boogaloo

[oh-three]

Loki S2E6:

LOOK AT THE EPISODE NAME. SOMETHING'S GOING DOWN TODAY. (Also, this is the same name of S1E1).

Holy shit, it's an hour long.

The Marvel Studios logo is going backwards in time 👀

Time to watch Victor die again.

The first of many times.

Rip.

TIME LOOP!

Miss Minutes 🤣

Oh, well, that one was gruesome. Nice close-up of poor Victor's skull.

Loki: speedrunning the plan Sylvie: 🤨

He's actually gonna make OB teach him everything to make the next loops faster.

WAIT, REALLY. I did not expect the "centuries later" timecard, omg.

"Do not set the Multiplier down, or it will roll off the gangway." I wonder how many times that happened.

MOBIUS JUST CURSED 👀

There's the microphone shot.

HE'S ACTUALLY DOING IT. COME ON, VICTOR, YOU CAN DO THIS.

Suit integrity's failing....

HE DID IT.

Victor ain't gonna make it. I have never been so glad to be wrong.

It feels too good to be true. Something's gonna happen.

"The Loom is overloading again." Noooooooooooo 😭

"You can't scale for infinite. It's like trying to divide by zero." He's not even wrong. Damn, they were so close.

"It's almost as if as soon as the timelines started branching, this was doomed to happen." Yeah, and who helped create that problem, hmm?

YEAH, OKAY, THAT MAKES SENSE. BACK TO THE BEGINNING. HELLO, S1 FINALE.

Do it right this time, Loki.

Now he has to fight Sylvie a few dozen times, brilliant.

My heart is breaking all over again.

"If you want to stop me, you'll have to kill me." DUDE, IF IT ACTUALLY COMES DOWN TO THAT, I WILL LOSE MY MIND.

"So, how many times have you been at this?" Lmaooo, He Who Remains might be a time tyrant, but he is hilarious af. And scarily smart.

Oh. He froze time. Neat.

A COUPLE THOUSAND? This man is having way too much fun. Leave Loki alone.

He would totally mock his variant, oof. Be nice to Victor.

I can't decide if he's encouraging Loki or trying to keep him from stopping the Loom's overloading. Or if he just hates Sylvie that much.

OH, HELLO, S1E1.

Loki realizing that past Mobius doesn't know the Timekeepers were fake 😂

He's pretty much just telling him to kill Sylvie, omg. But also, that eight-year-old story is heartbreaking. Holy fuck, it was Renslayer.

"You just choose your burden." Ouch.

'Goodbyes' plays/Mobius spagettifies NO. I WISH I DIDN'T MEMORIZE THE NAME OF THIS TRACK FROM THE S1 ALBUM. Thank god for the timeslipping.

"I'm not giving you my blessing, if that's what you're waiting for." We'd never want you to, Sylvie. We'd never want you to. That might make it hurt even more.

Alright, Loki, what's the plan. Are we killing Sylvie and breaking everyone's hearts, or are we just letting them go back to the timelines as who they were meant to be?

Whoa, this guy's going out there himself. Without gear.

"I know what kind of god I need to be...for you. For all of us." 😭

Ooooh, now that's an iconic look. Definitely looks more like it's from the comics, that's for sure.

Oh, shit, there goes the fucking Loom. Is that undoable?

Ladies and gentlemen, may I present Loki, the God of Stories.

Also, I can't not mention the music. It's beautiful.

Well, there's one way to get back to the end of time.

HIS CAPE IS MADE OUT OF TIMELINES. HOLY SHIT.

sits down in the pristine golden throne in a crumbling castle

YGGDRASIL.

Oh god, they brought Miss Minutes back.

And, yay, OB's out of the shadows at last!

Oooh, Quantumania Kang reference.

"You're leaving." I don't know if I should be happy for him or fucking devastated. Mobius, don't go 😭 (all the same, he's earned it. and he's got good reason).

B-15 literally is the perfect person to run the TVA, though. They've got that right.

New TVA guidebooks 👀

A Victor Timely that got to live out life as he was meant to. ❤

Ravonna in the Void (good riddance)

GET HER, ALIOTH.

Mobius watching Don and his sons 😭

Oh, what's up, Sylvie

"It's the best house on the block." He's totally biased. But he should be allowed to be.

I love how supportive Sylvie is of him going back. She shouldn't have criticized him for it, but she's damn proud of him for having the courage to actually do it.

Is Loki just. Going to sit on that throne for all of eternity? That is so depressing. He sacrificed his life in a completely different way- he didn't die for the timelines, he decided to live for them, to literally be the one thing that lets them all flow. He really is the God of Stories.

Something tells me there won't be a season three..

#rip d-90 #guess he really is gone #unless he somehow evades alioth #i hope it eats ravonna #loki spoilers #loki series #mcu #I HAVE SO MANY THOUGHTS RIGHT NOW

[tyunni]

sunghoon as your bf !! (random headcanons)

genre: fluff, angst if u squint. warnings: cursing, maybe some slip ups and english isnt my first language. a/n: AAAH I HAVENT POSTED A BF POST IN SO LONGGGG!! ever since i moved blogs man anyways i rlly hate this one but i have to clear my drafts. im still on semi-hiatus until further notice tho.

ure dating an asshole. thats not a hc that's a fact.

as we are all well aware, he tends to be shy at times, but he likes to mask up his shyness with cockiness.

hence why it's pretty easy but also pretty hard to catch him off guard.

"sunghoon? are you okay?? ur face is red-" "of course, i'm okAy!! *nervous giggles* are you okay tho?? doesn't it make u flustered standing next to the park sunghoon? the prettiest, sexiest and the most hands-"

pls slap the actual fuck out of him, or else he's not going to shut up.

that's his fake cockiness, but the real one jumps out when he actually makes you flustered.

he just loves seeing you all nervous and blushy, it boosts his ego.. maybe a tad bit too much...

winks at you, whispers tiny "i love you's" in your ear, rests his head on your shoulder, kisses your neck and then watches you melt under his gaze with a cheeky smirk plastered on his handsome face.

unpopular opinion maybe? but sunghoon would be a very playful boyfriend. he puts up this mature, cool and collected demeanor, but that ice cold persona simply crumbles the second you step into the room. he's just really whipped.

he could literally get so annoying tho, he just craves your attention. pokes your sides, lays on top of you, grabs you by the shoulders and aggressively shakes you, messes up your hair, pinches your cheeks, basically does anything so your undivided attention is on him and him only.

of course that doesn't apply for when you have to study or get some serious work done, he's respectful and will definitely understand that you have your own responsibilities to take care of.

but if you don't, and for some reason you aren't paying attention to him, your boyfriend, your happiness, the love of your life - tch, unbelievable. how dare you not be all over him 😒😒 - then he'll get whiney.

"y/nnnnnn, pay attention to me!!" "i'm watching tiktoks" "can i see that?? thanks" *powers off your phone* "now you aren't watching tiktoks 😋😋"

he's very much a hand holder. maybe it's just me and my obsession with his pretty hands, but i feel like he'd love it if you played with them. he has long fingers, so if you compared your hand sizes or something, he'd just melt. doesn't care if your hand is bigger, he just likes the feeling of your palm against his. it makes him feel warm and giddy inside.

mfs hands are always FREEZING THO!!! he ain't called ice prince for nothing huh?? gOD DAMN- 💀

his hands and feet?? ice cold. even if it's 10839284929491°'s outside and everyone is boiling alive, his hands will be freezing.

so be cautious, because he doesn't use his elsa powers for good (눈‸눈)

sunghoon likes to "surprise" you by sneaking up behind you and putting his cold ass hands on your warm neck.

will "kiss it better" tho 😋 totally not an excuse to have his lips on your neck, nope !!! he just firmly believes that his kisses are magical <(￣︶￣)>

did i mention he likes neck kisses?? oh i have????? well i'm gonna say it again.

not only does he love kissing your neck, he also loves it when you kiss his. it makes his heart flutter and he lets out the cutest giggles you have ever heard in your entire life.

claims that it's simply because it tickles, but the real reason is that you make his heart ache so much he can't help but laugh. any sort of contact with you makes him uncontrollably smile.

he's not big on PDA ig?? it just makes him feel uncomfortable when he's around other people, especially strangers.

EXCEPT!!!! when someone is flirting with you.

sunghoon is a pretty possessive boyfriend, obviously to an extent. he tends to get jealous a lot but tries to play it cool by going: "hah, he thought he really had a chance, huh?? i'm like.. 10x more handsome than he is."

but the way his grip on you tightens, him shifting closer to you by the second as he lets go of your hand and wraps his around your waist, glaring daggers at the guy in front of you who keeps miserably failing at trying to get your number says otherwise.

he likes kisses a lot. just the feeling of your lips on his is heavenly and he wouldn't trade it for the world.

your day starts with kisses and ends with kisses, that's just how it goes, i don't make the rules.

wakes you up by either smooching you all over your face, very aggressively might i add, or leaving gentle kisses on your collarbone.

the second you open your eyes he's pulling away and staring at you so adoringly, oh my god it melts my heart.

he thinks you're the most gorgeous/handsome human being that has ever walked on planet earth, even when your face is all puffy in the morning, drool all over your chin and hair all over the place. you're still perfect in his eyes.

asks for kisses back, even if you have morning breath. he doesn't give a fuck. sunghoon wants? sunghoon gets.

he also likes cuddles. cuddles you in your sleep, you have no other choice.

he's always the big spoon, but if you ask him nicely then he might change his ways for you once in a while.

remember when i mentioned his feet were cold?? yeah, that plays a big ass part rn-

he loves to tangle your legs together bcuz it both provides him warmth and makes him feel closer to you. you probably shriek and try to squirm away from him, but good luck with that 'cause he has an iron grip on you and isn't planning on letting go at all.

"JDJSBDJWDBJEBDNE SUNGHOON STOP DJEKFNEJDJ" "shhhhhhhh baby don't fight it."

buries his head in the crook of your neck. if it weren't for his breath tickling you, you would have thought he suffocated himself. LIKE HIS HEAD IS ALLLLL THE WAY IN THERE YK???

sunghoon is low-key hilarious when he's sleepy, though.

if he's sleep deprived enough, he gets super clingy!! and also says the stupidest shit one can come up with. like u literally can't make that shit up-

"nooooo don't go, im comfortable" "sunghoon i need to pee-" "then get a diaper smh"

if you want him to pass out and fall asleep fast, turn around to face him and play with his hair.

let him lay his head on your chest for better access, totally not because he likes listening to your heartbeat.

HIS. HAIR. IS. SO. FLUFFY. AND. SOFT.

run your fingers through his hair, massage his scalp and he's putty in your hands. give him a little forehead kiss as a cherry on top and he's over he moon. just loves it so much!!!!

kiss his nose. need i say more? just PECK IT.

your foreheads slightly touching as you stare into each others eyes lovingly, your noses rubbing lightly? sunghoon has ascended.

also ALSO ALSOALLSOSKDOAKDKW i can not stress this enough, cup his face in your hands, wait for him to flutter his eyes shut and then lightly peck his eyelids. you're doing gods work.

he compliments you soooo much oh my god it's so cute.

"sunghoon i look stupid." "no you're gorgeous :)" "i literally look like a clown are you fucking serious-" "yes. yes i am. you're beautiful shut up."

now even though he compliments the shit out of you, the second you compliment him he gets all blushy, it's adorable. tries to deny the fact that he is indeed a very pretty boy, because he can get insecure from time to time.

"you're so pretty, hoonie" "dkjsjd no?? hahahaha no am not haha... do you really mean it though? :("

you guys are the visual couple, no take backsies its true and you know it.

overall 11/10, boyfriend material, would recommend.

©tyunni please do not copy, translate or repost my work.

#park sunghoon #sunghoon x reader #sunghoon as your boyfriend #sunghoon #sunghoon headcanons #sunghoon reactions #enhypen x reader #enhypen #enhypen headcanons #enhypen reactions #park sunghoon x gn!reader #enhypen x gn!reader #sunghoon imagines #park sunghoon imagines #enhypen imagines #enha imagines #enha reactions #park sunghoon as your boyfriend #boyfriend!enhypen #boyfriend!sunghoon #enhypen imagine #sunghoon imagine #park sunghoon imagine #park sunghoon x reader #enhypen fluff #sunghoon fluff #park sunghoon fluff #fluff #enha fluff

[robin-the-enby]

Your fault

Pairing: Yondu Udonta x gn!reader

Summary: Yondu finds out that Kraglin got the reader a gift and it makes him feel strange, so he decides to do something about it!

Warnings: Jealousy, cursing (I think), usage of they/them pronouns, mentions of anxiety

A/N: I am filled with so much love for this man, you wouldn't even be able to comprehend it. It's such a shame he's such an underrated character, because there's not much content for him. But Imma try and change that!

"What'cha got there (Y/N)?"

You whipped your head around and smiled at your captain, who was looking at your new trinket with interest. It was an elastic ball that you could squeeze without it popping with a little lightbulb inside, that, if you squeezed it just right, started flashing colourful light in all directions, lighting up the small ball.

"It's just something that Kraglin got for me." you beamed up at your captain, who averted his gaze from the toy in your hands to your smiling face. Usually he would smirk at the sight of your smile, one corner of his mouth lifting up and showing his jagged teeth just the tiniest bit, but not today.

"Tha' right?" he mumbled, seemingly in thought, a slight frown on his face. You were the newest member of the crew, mostly joining, because you had nowhere else to go, but you weren't bad enough to be a nuisance. You knew the basics of shooting and other types of combat, you weren't too bad of a cook or a medic, so you helped here and there, did what was needed and looked after the ship when there was a mission to go on. And Yondu and his crew, along with the first mate, got back from one of those missions yesterday. Kraglin must've picked that up on their way back, the captain thought.

Normally, he wouldn't stick his nose into your business, but you just looked so enamoured by the damn thing, just barely touching your breakfast, that Yondu felt the need to check what was going on. Like a good captain, he assured himself, nothing more. The whole time he was eating breakfast, he kept studying you. He couldn't help it! You just kept playing around and squeezing the fucking toy, not touching your breakfast once. Something about it just rubbed him the wrong way. Maybe he was just that the toy would distract you from work, but Yondu knew better than that. Also, he couldn't bring himself to tell you to throw it away, or to even put it away. 'Sides, it wouldn't be fair, wit' those buggers I got, he thought. But gods, why did Kraglin even give you such a thing?

Even after breakfast, back in the cockpit, he kept thinking about it, while looking mindlessly at his trinkets on the control console. There was still a weird, unpleasant feeling in his chest and he couldn't put a finger on why. Surely there couldn't be that many things that could piss him off just because (Y/N) recieved a gift from her friend? But, what if there was more to it? Before thinking twice, he turned on the communicator, quickly connecting with Kranglin's and ordeing him to come to the cockpit.

When the younger crew member announced his presence, the cold stare he recieved from his captain was nothing he had ever experienced before. Yondu sat in his captain chair, turned to face his first mate, arms folded over his chest and the deepest scowl on his face, making his wrinkles more prominent than ever before. "So," Yondu began slowly "Tell me boy, why did'ya get (Y/N) tha' knicknack, huh?"

Poor Kraglin looked lost for a moment, so Yondu added "The one they've been playin' wit' all mornin'?" It didn't go unnoticed by the captain how the Xandarian's eyes sparkled when he mentioned them clearly enjoying his gift. For some reason, the nasty feeling in his chest grew stronger. "They did?" Kraglin asked hopefully. "That ain't important now!" Yondu yelled. The first mate shook his head, as if shaking off water and finally answered "When we were refilling the M-ships, I jus' saw it at tha register. Tha cashier told me it was good fer someone who's stressin' a lot, so I thought..." his rant was interrupted by the captain waving him off "Alrigh', tha's enough of yer yappin'." Yondu growled and dismissed his first mate.

Swirling in his chair to face his collection again, he thought once more about what Kraglin had said. Were you two a thing? For some reason that idea really bothered him. But it was probably just because if you two broke up, he'd probably have to let one of you go. And if things came to that, it would have to be you. And that bothered the blue alien even more. And while Kraglin seemed innocent enough, Yondu could read you like a book. It would be easy getting the truth from you. He got up, and with a determined face he started his search for you.

When he found you, you were in the medbay, disinfecting the utensils. When you saw him, you flashed him a wide, toothy grin and waved at him "Hello captain! Long time no see!" you joked. You always liked your captain. He was funny and even though he could be an asshole at times, you somehow knew that under all that rough stuff and behind those thick walls there was a loving and caring heart. Hell, you saw it every time Peter and his friends came to visit! But seeing his frown made you stop. Did you anger him? Did you not do something you were supposed to do? Did you do something you were not supposed to do? One question after another ran through your head like ants while Yondu came to a stop in front of you.

The captain decided it would be best to not beat around the bush "Are ya an' Kraglin seein' each otha'?" he gruffly asked. The question left you gaping at him like a fish, before you burst out laughing. Yondu's expression changed from determined to shocked as he watched you nearly collapse from how hard you were cackling. After your laughter died down and you caught your breath you looked at him "We're close, but not that close!" you smiled. Gods, he really loved your smile, Yondu thought and for a second he felt like he almost figured out why he was feeling so awful this whole day. Like he almost touched the reason. It was like you were the cure to all his bad moods. And there was it again. He frowned "Then why's he bringin' ya gifts?" You giggled "Because that's what friends do! Have you never recieved a gift from a friend? Like for your birthday or anything like that?" you tilted your head at him. To Yondu, you were the cutest thing in the universe. He could swear that if you were tiny, like that twig of a friend that Peter had, he would just put you up with the rest of his collection and he'd be the happiest man in the universe, because you'd finally...be all...his...

And then it dawned on Yondu.

The whole time, the key to this whole mess was you! You were the culprit of his strange emotions, you were the key to his happiness and his fear, you were, very possibly, his everything. He didn't know whether to be mad at you or to laugh, but he definitely knew what you could do for making him snap at Kraglin like he did. Because, it was your fault, right? Yeah, definitely.

And it was decided.

When the characteristic smirk returned to Yondu's face, you were glad and smiled even wider. "Nah, I neva' recieved nothin' from mah friends. But maybe you could change tha'." Yondu drawled and you blushed at his words, thoughts not fit for this situation filling your mind. "And-and what would you, uhm, like?" you stammered. Yondu didn't answer, only gestured for you to come closer to him. So you did. You stood in front of him and stared into his deep red eyes. You've always dreamed about being able to do that and now that you had the chance you had to admit, it was better than anything you expected.

Then you felt Yondu's hands lightly grab your waist and you shivered, but you still held his gaze. Even as he began to lean closer, giving you time to back away if you didn't feel the same. Oh but you do and you're about to show him.

And then you did.

And it was wonderful.

#marvel #mcu #guardians of the galaxy #guardians of the galaxy x reader #guardians of the galaxy x y/n #gotg x reader #gotg x y/n #gotg yondu #yondu udonta #yondu udonta x reader #yondu udonta x y/n #yondu udonta x you

[spunsugarmusings]

Harley Poe Lyric Starters: Part 2

TW for death, drug and alcohol mentions, religion, and strong language. Change pronouns as needed!

"She won't scream or cuss, or raise a fuss, and we won't ever fight!"

"I know the chances were so slim for you and I to date."

"I thank God for mortality."

"I know that you've been dead awhile, but I honestly don't mind!"

"You still have that tender smile, and you've always been so kind."

"Baby, you were meant for me, and I was meant for you!"

"T'il death do we start."

"Relationships are in the pits, and they've messed me up for good."

"I know you'd never leave me, baby, even if you could."

"Then why'd I go and do something so cruel?"

"Well, she said yes so she must've been a fool!"

"I killed twenty men and the cops are after me."

"That's okay, I don't care, dear. I love you anyway."

"A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do."

"So be strong, and be brave."

"We're running from the law and living in a shack."

"I'm gonna burn in Hell for corrupting my better half."

"We're robbing convenience stores, and trying to stay alive."

"I'm sorry I shot that man back there."

"Can you ever forgive me for bringing you into my life when I should have let you be?"

"Why'd they go and do something so cruel?"

"She's always asking why I like watching people die."

"My friends think that I'm sick, or maybe uneducated."

"My family doesn't wanna admit that they are related."

"Don't ask me why, because I don't know."

"Don't close your eyes, just enjoy the show!"

"I'm a gorehound, hellbound horror movie lover."

"Good and evil are just colors on the spectrum."

"It turns me on when I should grieve."

"I say that it's cathartic, just another form of art!"

"Ain't no room for heroes at this show."

"He's been marked, there ain't no saving him!"

"His enemies are mostly dead, he's mean and unforgiving."

"I do it all alone, but I do it all for you."

"I look for a wolf, but she can't be found."

"Come home before you change for the worse."

"It runs in your family, you've got the curse!"

"You're emotional, to say the least."

"Damn, you make a lovely beast."

"It's not your fault that you're a bitch."

"God has left you empty and the mark is on your hand."

"It's the end of the world and I don't give a shit."

"Doom, death, and destruction is all I see."

"Make up your own mind to stick it to the man."

"Monsters need love too!"

"It's time to howl, it's time to shine!"

"Dipshit, you ain't got the balls to take what you want!"

"I'm holdin' out for a better dude, so fuck you!"

"I devised myself a plan, it's happening high noon."

"I've made a deal with God, I'm taking out a loan!"

#lyric starters #rp meme #askbox meme #inbox meme #starter sentences #roleplay meme #sentence starters #rp memes #sentence meme #ask box meme #starter prompt #harley poe

[crashdevlin]

Swan Song

Author’s Note: This is part Twenty-six of The Best Laid Plans series

Summary: Y/n is living life without marks and without alpha influence...but the End is nigh...sacrifices must be made.

Pairing: Alpha!Dean x Omega!Reader, mentions of Alpha!Dean x Omega!Lisa

Word count: 3583

Story Warnings:  angst...A/B/O dynamics, canon divergence, mentions of physical violence against the reader, canon major character deaths and resurrections

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"So, where are we this week, girl? Hawaii, Puerto Rico?" Bobby asked and you smiled, looking around the dirty Canadian dive bar.

"Santo Domingo. Gotta love the Dominican," you lied.

"Where you really?"

You took a drink of your beer and picked at the peeling vinyl of the table top. "Saskatoon. Cursed church bell, drives people to suicide when they hear it."

"Need help?"

"Nah. I've got this. Just need to convince the vicar to let me melt down a bell that's been part of their church since the 1800s. No big deal." You sighed and scratched at your turtleneck. "How are they?"

"Thought you didn't wanna know about them, Y/n."

"Didn't want to be attached to them. Not the same thing."

Bobby sighed. "They took a trip through Heaven a few days ago...got a message from the big man Himself."

"God? They talked to God?" you asked, eyes wide.

"Talked to someone talks to God...and God said they're on their own."

"Sounds like God...handle it yourself but worship me for 'guiding' you." You rolled your eyes. "Sam isn't taking that well, is he?"

"Dean's taking it worse."

"What? Dean doesn't care about God."

"Think it's more that God was the last hope and He ain't playin'. What are we even supposed to do now, right?"

"Right." A hopeless Dean Winchester was a problem. No telling what he might do. “I’m sure everything will work out. If God isn’t worried, then I guess we shouldn’t worry.”

"Well, I hope you're right, Y/n." You nodded. You were hoping the same. "I'll call next time we got something new."

"Okay. Good luck, Bobby."

"You too."

You slid your phone into your pocket and took a drink of your beer. Things would be fine...or they wouldn't. Only time could tell.

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You didn't answer when the call came in from Dean's number. You didn't answer five minutes later when the call came in from Dean's other number. You pulled off into a gas station when your phone dinged with a voicemail message.

"Shoulda known you wouldn't answer...but I really wanted to hear your voice, Y/n. Guess your outgoing message will have to do." He cleared his throat. "I've been thinking about you since you left. Nothing is ever right when you're gone. I think you need to know that. I know why you left. I know I was never really good at being with you. I didn't give you a reason to stay. I should have. But you...you had to leave. You had to make that hard decision and I love you for that. Nobody wanted you to make that decision, to free us, but it was the right choice and I love that you made it. I love you for calling me out on my bullshit. You always did that for me." He sniffled and you could imagine him wiping at his eyes. "And you always kept tryin', even though I pushed you away all the time. You should have given up on me a long time ago and you didn't. I love you, Y/n. I should have said it a long time ago...but more I should have showed you. I should have showed you."

You wiped at your eyes and bit your bottom lip. "I really hope you got to see the world, but if you're on the home continent…stay away from the Midwest. I don't know how big the fight's gonna get."

"Oh, God. Dean, what are you doing?" you whispered as you clicked out of your voicemail to call him back. He didn't answer. "Damn it, Winchester!" You called his other cell, but still didn't get an answer. So you called John's cell. "Where’s Dean?"

John sighed. "Indiana. He's on the goodbye tour."

You rolled your eyes. Indiana meant Lisa. Of course. "He's going to say 'yes', isn't he? After everything, he's going to give up?"

"We aren't going to let him. Sam, Castiel, and I are on our way to stop him."

"You better. He does not get to give up."

"We won't let him," John promised.

"How?"

"We've got an angel on our side, remember? And Castiel really isn't happy about Dean throwing away his sacrifice. We'll keep him safe."

You let out a sigh of relief and nodded. "Let me know if anything bad-"

"Don't worry. We're gonna take care of him."

"Thank you, John."

"Maybe you should call him, though."

"I tried," you responded. "He didn't answer." You shook your head. "It's fine. Get his head on straight. It'll be okay."

"Right. It'll be okay."

"Bye, John." You hung up and set the phone on the passenger seat. You looked up at the sky through your windshield. "I know you don't care about what your angels are doing, but please don't let Dean say 'yes'. Please. I don't ask for a lot but please give me this."

~~~~~~~~~~~~

"You should come to Detroit." Bobby's words didn't seem worried. Everything about the tone said it was past time to worry.

"What happened?"

"Sam said 'yes' and-"

"What?!"

"It was supposed to be the end of it, Y/n. He was supposed to get control back from Lucifer and jump into the Cage. It was a good plan. Dean and John even approved it, much as they could, ya know, and it-"

"He really thought he was gonna get control from the Devil? Of course it didn't work!" You ran your hand down your face and dug your fingers into your collarbone through your shirt. "So Lucifer has his perfect vessel...what about Michael? Dean didn’t…"

"No, but John's other son did. Heaven brought Adam back from the dead."

"That was nice of 'em. The dumbass said 'yes' because of course he did. So...the fight is...is happening."

"Yeah." He waited a moment. "Come to Detroit."

You sighed. The End. The end of the fight. The end of trying to stop it. The end of the End. "I'm on my way, Bobby."

There was a dark cloud over the city when you pulled the Firebird in next to the Impala in the alleyway outside their hotel. You could feel the hopelessness in the air as you opened the door Bobby indicated in an earlier text and walked in. Dean's eyes raised to meet yours as Bobby rushed to you and wrapped you in a hug. You dropped your duffel and wrapped the redneck in your arms, happy to see him up out of the wheelchair.

"Since when do you walk again?"

"Oh." He looked down at his body as he stepped back. "Demon deal. Added perk. It's a long story."

"Family tradition, those demon deals. At least you got something good out of it."

"Fer a few days."

You patted his shoulder and smiled. "Comes down to it, all we got is a few days at a time."

Dean stood and stepped toward the doorway. "Hey."

"Hey. I'm sorry...about Sam. I know you were all hoping-"

Dean opened his arms but didn't hug you. He waited for you to step into the embrace, green eyes shining with unshed tears as he waited for you to make your choice. There wasn’t a big choice there. Hold a grudge...or hold the man you love. You stepped into him and wrapped your arms around his chest. His arms closed around you and you felt warmth and anguish in the way he held you. There was pain in his scent, anger and hopelessness, but there was a little niggle of comfort as he pressed his lips to your forehead.

There wasn’t a lot said. It was the first time it really felt like a last night on earth. Even the Angel seemed to recognize that things were done. The fight was over. Everything was about to be over.

“I want you to know,” Dean whispered as the sun started going down.

“I know,” you answered. You knew what he would say. It held different significance on a night like that one.

“No. You don’t. You really don’t know...I’ve apologized for pushin’ you away, Y/n, but I need you to know...I thought I was doing the right thing for you. I love you.”

“Dean. I know. Shhh.”

“You’re everything I ever wanted.”

“Everything you ever wanted Sam to have,” you corrected. “Now, shush.” The silence lasted for a few minutes before Dean left, saying he needed some air.

“We did everything right and it doesn’t even matter in the end,” John said, staring at the ceiling.

“Nah. We didn’t do everything right...and it does matter. What we do is more important than anything.” You sighed and leaned forward, resting your head on your knees. “I should have gone to Thailand.”

“Don’t you want to be here with us in your last moments?” Bobby asked.

“Yeah. But I wish these weren’t the last moments.”

Castiel nodded in agreement, before standing. “We should go down...Dean is-”

“Leaving,” you guessed, rushing down to the alleyway without waiting for the others, approaching as he looked in the trunk of the Impala. “Dean?”

“You goin’ someplace?” Bobby asked. “You’re goin’ to do somethin’ stupid. You got that look.”

“I’m gonna go talk to Sam,” Dean answered, heading for the driver’s door.

“You just don’t give up,” Bobby chastised.

“It’s Sam!”

“If you couldn’t reach him here, you’re certainly not going to be able to on the battlefield,” Castiel tried.

“Well, if we’ve already lost, I guess I got nothing to lose, right?” Dean reasoned.

“Boy, this is a bad idea. I don’t wanna lose both of you,” John said.

Dean shook his head. “Too late.”

“I just want you to understand...the only thing that you’re gonna see out there is Michael killing your brother,” Castiel said.

“Well, then I ain’t gonna let him die alone.”

You watched Dean drive away, knowing that he was on his way to his death. “Fuck. We should follow him, right?”

“No. We need to figure out how to even up the chances a little,” John offered. “Hail Mary brainstorm session. Come on. Let’s do this.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“So...we’re all gonna die,” you said, looking around the room. “We are going to this fight...the fight...to pull distraction long enough for Dean to maybe get through to Sam long enough for Sam to sacrifice himself and throw himself and Lucifer into the Cage. We’re going to die.”

Everyone took deep breaths and nodded. “It’s our only shot,” Bobby said. “For the whole planet, Dean is our only shot.”

“And like the boy said...if we’ve already lost, what do we have to lose?” John said.

"Might as well go down doing something potentially beneficial,” you whispered. “Okay...let’s do this.”

Castiel teleported you to Stull Cemetery just in time to hear Dean tell Michael that he needed five minutes with Lucifer. “Hey, assbutt!” Cas called out, holding up his Molotov cocktail of Holy Fire. The bottle exploded as it hit Michael and he went up in flames. The Angel didn’t last long after that. Lucifer didn’t appreciate the Angel from the lower choir ‘dick’ing with Michael. Castiel exploded into blood and chunks of Angel.

Dean demanded Sam’s attention, but only Lucifer could hear. He grabbed Dean, intent to beat him to death, but Bobby shot at the Archangel, which earned him a snapped neck. John launched himself at Lucifer next and he was thrown across the cemetery, hitting a large stone angel statue. Michael reappeared as Lucifer was beating Dean’s face in with Sam’s fists. You grabbed Adam’s jacket, trying to keep Michael from stopping the altercation. Dean was getting through. You could see it in the hesitation on Sam’s face. You couldn’t let Michael stop it.

“You stupid fucking monkey!” Michael growled, wrapping Adam’s hand around your throat. You sputtered and kicked as he clenched his fist around your neck, cutting off your air. The sound your hyoid made when your throat was crushed like a soda can followed you into the darkness.

So did the sound of crickets. But that wasn’t right. There shouldn’t be crickets in Heaven.

Your eyes blinked open slowly, a sky full of stars greeting you before being filled in by the vision of hazel eyes and a smile. “John? Why are you in my Heaven?”

“Not Heaven, kid. We’re alive, Y/n. Castiel brought us back.” He offered you his hand and you sat up, allowing him to pull you to your feet.

“Who brought Cas back?” you asked. “Because didn’t Lucifer blow him to shit?”

“Yeah. Can only assume God brought him back, just like last time he was blown up by an Archangel.”

“Well, that’s...very nice of God considering that he...didn’t want to help.” John nodded, but he seemed distracted as he let his fingers move to encircle your wrist. “What’s wrong?”

“You...smell really good,” he whispered, his cheeks going pink. “I should…” He cleared his throat and stepped back away from you. “Think everything got renewed.”

You reached up and gingerly touched the area where your concave scars were. You were met with plush, plump skin under the fabric of your turtleneck. When you pulled the shirt away from your neck, you were met with completely smooth skin. No marks, no scars. Pristine.

"I'm…"

"Omega again." John licked his lips and stepped further back. “Unmarked, pure omega.”

“I’m...this is insane. I can’t believe he just...made me...a normal omega again.”

John nodded and cleared his throat. “I think it’s a real good thing, don’t you?”

You nodded and smiled. “I think it’s an amazing thing.”

“Why don’t we go ahead and see if we can find Dean.”

You smiled a bit sadly. “I know where Dean is.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~

Watching Dean through the front window of Lisa Braeden’s Cicero home made your heart crack. The pain was immense, a longing taking up residence in your chest as you watched Dean hold her, his nose buried in the crook of her neck. Scenting her...his omega.

“You could knock,” John suggested, shoving his hands in his jean pockets. You were sure he was trying to keep from physically comforting you. As much as you wanted the comfort, you appreciated John trying to keep his distance more. “You know he’d be happy to see you alive.”

You shook your head. “No. He’s dreamed of this, John. He dreams of her.” You clutched at your shirt collar. You'd changed into a v-neck on the way to Indiana, excited to show Dean but you knew now that it didn't matter. "He deserves her...and the kid...and any kids she might give him of his own. He deserves to be happy. Let's just...let's go."

"Are you sure?" John asked as you turned away.

"My car is in Detroit. Let's go."

You stared out the window as John drove. It was a blow but not one you couldn't overcome. Dean wasn't ever going to be yours and it was best for you to recognize that and move forward. You were a brand new omega. No marks, no scars from cutting the old marks out. No Dean. No Sam. John, well, he was being nice now but it was going to be best for you to stay away from him, too. You would do best by yourself just like you had since you cut your marks out. You were better alone.

"Don't leave yet," John said as he pulled the stolen car in beside your Pontiac. "You should get some sleep. Get a room, get some rest. Don't drive on this."

You reached over and set your hand on his cheek. "Underneath it all, you're a good man, John. I really appreciate it when you let that man out for me." You swiped your thumb across his cheekbone and smiled. "I'll get a room...but not here. Detroit is not a good place...it's where we lost Sam. Get some rest yourself, though."

"You've got my number. If you ever need anything, Y/n, I'll be there."

You nodded and smiled tightly. "I'll try not to need anything." You got out of the car and headed for yours. Maybe you'd actually travel the world this time. Maybe you'd just hunt the same as always. But you were going to try to not need a damn thing.

You drove out of Detroit and headed South, not stopping until your eyes began to vibrate with lack of sleep. You pulled over into a rest stop and turned off the car, lying the seat back and curling up on your side, waiting for sleep to take you.

Dean would be happy. That was the important thing. Dean was going to be happy with his normal life and you could be happy saving lives...without an alpha. Without anyone. Just you and the road and a good hunt...until you died.

You dreamed of Dean. You dreamed of taking Lisa's place in the normal life...so that you could be what Dean deserved. But even in your dream, Dean made excuses. "I love you...but I can't mark you." "I love you but I can't be with you." "I love you but…"

You blinked your eyes open a few hours later and gasped to see a figure in your passenger seat. You sat up and stared wide-eyed at Sam. "Am I still asleep?"

"Well, I'm not Dean so I'm guessing you're awake."

You ignored the gut shot about Dean and reached into the back, quickly splashing holy water on him and waiting for the sizzle that never came. You pulled your silver knife next and Sam dutifully offered his hand. "Why do you idiots always go for the most nerve-heavy extremity when getting cut? Take the jacket off and give me your bicep or roll your damn pant leg up, you jerk," you snapped. Sam just smirked as he pulled his jacket and flannel off. You were really expecting him to burn with the silver but he didn’t...and moreover, he smelled like Sam. He was not a ghoul. You laughed as you dropped the knife in the center console. "How in the world did you get out of the Cage? I know how hard it is to get out of Hell, but you went into Lucifer’s Cage."

"Can't tell ya." Sam shook his head. "Just woke up in Stull Cemetery, went to check on Dean, saw you and Dad...decided to follow you."

"Why didn't you say something in Cicero?" you asked, analyzing Sam's face. He seemed off. Why would he follow you instead of talking to you and John? Talking to Dean?

"You were with Dad...and I could smell you from across the street, Y/n...I knew you came back all new and improved. Wanted to see what you would do about that. Turns out...nothing."

"You didn't tell Dean you're back?"

"Neither did you." Sam tilted his head and smirked. "He thinks we're both dead...and that means he's gonna stay in Cicero with Lisa. He's going to live a normal life with a normal woman. He's not going to die on some job before he reaches forty. He deserves that...and that's why neither of us knocked on that door."

"So, you're just gonna dive back into the work headfirst and...forget about Dean?"

"Forget? No. But I'm going to leave him the Hell alone. He left me alone at Stanford for years until Dad disappeared and Jess died. Don't you think he deserves the same treatment?"

You looked away and pulled your seat up straight. "Of course he does. He deserves everything.”

“So, we’re going to let him have it, right?”

You nodded. “Yeah.”

Sam reached out and set his hand on your knee. “And we can have what we deserve.”

You looked down at his hand, disgust filling you. “Remove it, or I will remove it for you.”

“Come on. You don’t really have a reason to deny me. Not with Dean with Lisa.”

You reached down and pulled his hand off of you. “Dean is not the reason I denied you, Sam. Why are we backtracking here? You seemed to understand this before.”

“We had fun before, didn’t we?” Sam asked.

“It doesn’t matter if we had fun...because the fun stopped mattering as soon as you marked me.” The discomfort you were feeling in his presence made you slip your hand under your seat and pick up your pistol. “You were going to rape me, Sam. That kinda ruins any future fun.”

“You would have liked it, Y/n. I wasn’t planning to hurt you too much.”

Having him admit to it so nonchalantly, with a smirk on his lips, filled you with an angry fear. He didn’t even seem to care. It was worse than when he was hopped up on demon blood. You pulled the pistol out and pointed it at Sam’s temple. “Get the fuck out of my car, Winchester.”

He chuckled and put his hands up. “I’ll see you when you get your panties out of that twist, Y/n.” He backed out of the car and turned, a bit of a skip in his step as he walked away. You hit the lock on your doors and turned the engine over. You’d have to do your best to avoid the resurrected Winchester...just like his father...just like his brother. Best to stay alone. Best to get away.

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HI! it's me Miel and yes i'm on a new blog, can i request a haikyuu mafia au (Or just any au you like i ain't picky bub) where any HQ team you like finds a baby of one of their workers (they mayhaps been also close to said worker) in one of their abandoned warehouses (it might've been raided by one of their enemies idk)?? This ideas been stuck on my head, idc if its a blurb/drabble/anything i just love your writing<3

i’ll go with Nekoma for this one! 💕

Mafia au!Nekoma finds a baby in a warehouse

tw // cursing, mentions of death, shootings, mafia

let me know if i forgot to tag anything! ✌️

Kuroo was FURIOUS.

who the FUCK thought that they could just shoot up a warehouse in HIS territory?

everyone in Tokyo knew exactly who this area belonged to and yet they went and shot up the place anyways; he was NOT happy at all.

Fukunaga was the one who discovered the small child, they were safely tucked underneath their mom and Fukunaga felt sick as he gently cradled them in his arms.

Nobody else could find any survivors of the attack, but Fukunaga had slowly made his way back to Kuroo, infant curled to his chest.

Kuroo instantly recognized the child, their parents had worked for his family and it damn near broke his heart.

“Boss?” Fukunaga’s voice hesitantly called out, he was walking out of a room in the back and carefully stepping over pieces of rubble with a blanket curled against his chest.

“Did you find something?” Kuroo asked, fingers twitching in impatience.

“Not something. Someone.” He folds the top half of the blanket down to reveal an infant with (h/c) hair, Kuroo’s heart stopped and he practically tripped over his own feet to reach Fukunaga.

“Oh my god...” Kuroo took the infant from his arms and turned them around, they had big (e/c) eyes with soft lashes that curled up slightly, their cheeks and the rim of their eyes were pink from crying so much.

“Isn’t that...” Lev hesitantly steps over to get a better look at the baby, who was quietly sniffling and gazing up at Kuroo.

“Jellybean,” Kuroo whispers softly and the baby coos happily at the familiar nickname. “Fukunaga, was there anyone else in the room you found them in?”

“Yes, but they weren’t...” He fiddles with his hands nervously, “...they were dead, sir.”

“What should we do?” Yaku asked, eyeing Jellybean carefully. “We can’t keep them.”

“Why not?” Kuroo huffs, adjusting his hold on Jellybean before turning on his heels towards the door. “Their parents worked for me, they worked for my family, this is the least I can do for them.”

“No, the least you could do for them would be to put the child in a foster home, or an adoption agency.” The short blond argues and steps in front of him, “We can’t- YOU can’t raise a child.”

“Says who?”

“Says the literal fucking MAFIA, Kuroo! Our jobs are way too dangerous to be taking care of a child!”

Fukunaga, Kai, Yamamoto, and Lev all watched as the two bickered back and forth, even with Jellybean safely tucked to Kuroo’s chest. They weren’t sure if they should step in or not, wondering if it would be worth it to get in between the infamous Demon Senpai and the head of the Nekoma clan.

“uh, not to step on anyone’s toes,” Kai began and slid in between the two men. “but isn’t this, technically, the safest option for Jellybean?”

“safest- wha- Kai, are you fucking nuts?” Yaku groaned and ran a hand through his hair, “how can we guarantee their safety?”

“It’s simple: we up our security on our main base. I can give Kenma a call right now and explain the situation, he’ll upgrade the defense systems and we’ll be fine.” Kai gently pat his shoulders, trying his best to ease his worries. Yaku was silent for a few more minutes before letting out a loud, obnoxious sigh and crossing his arms over his chest.

“Fine, we’ll keep little Jellybean. But YOU are their sole caregiver Kuroo, got that? You better be a good father to them or else I’m kicking your ass.” Kuroo let’s out a loud laugh at his remark and teasingly ruffles his hair.

“I’m gonna be the best dad, don’t you worry your pretty little blond head, Yakkun~”

“Yakkuwn!” Jellybean gurgled and reached out for the shorter man, Kuroo smirked triumphantly and nudged the baby in Yaku’s direction.

“Yeah, yeah...” He smiled and took the chubby infant from Kuroo’s arms, they set their head in the crook of his neck and nuzzled him happily.

“Aw look, they like you already, Demon Daddy~”

“Shut up, you moron!”

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