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nyrafernvale · 2 years
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on-my-vigilante-sht · 3 months
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Asshole Instructor
Luke Castellan x Jackson!Reader
Request: luke x jackson!reader angst to fluff like he likes reader but bullies her and like one day she almost dies and then he feels so guilty and confesses
Summary: Luke has been an asshole but he can't help it until he realizes the girl he likes could be gone any minute
Warning: Angst, bullying, Luke acting like a five year old, monsters, injuries
Word Count: 1.5K
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A/N I tweaked your request a bit so the story flows more imo
“Faster,” I yelled at one of our newest campers. Y/N Jackson dropped her sword and ripped off her helmet, looking at me with fury in her eyes. I was a little afraid but mostly really attracted to her like this.
“Don’t fu-”
“Hey, we don’t curse,” I reminded her of the camp rules. “What with all the kids around.” Seeing her become even angrier made it so hard not to laugh. I was just glad that we weren’t near any bodies of water. When I had told her that her 12 year old brother was a better fighter than her at dinner, every glass of water rose up in the air she was so mad.
She just threw the sword down and stormed off. “Hey!” I yelled after her. “You’re not dismissed.” But she ignored me, continuing to storm off towards the beach. I felt a pang of guilt antagonizing her to the point that she left but I figured I shouldn’t chase after her if she was going to be around water. Plus, it was funny to see her get so mad.
I turned around the clean up the arena only to see Annabeth standing there looking unimpressed. “Why are you being so mean to her?” she asked.
“I’m not, I'm just messing around.”
She rolled her eyes. “No, you’re antagonizing her. And I think I know why,” she smirked.
“Why?” I asked, deciding to humor her.
“Because you looove her,” she replied smugly, drawing out ‘love.’
“I do not,” I immediately defended. I cringed as my response was too fast. She only gave me a satisfied smirk. “Fine, okay. She’s pretty, I’ll give you that.” Annabeth just raised her eyebrow. “And smart,” I admitted. She kept looking at me. “And nice.” More looks. “Fine! Whenever I see her I want to kiss her and never let her out of my sight.”
A smile broke out on her face, finally satisfied. “See? Now go tell her that. Well- maybe not that exactly. You’ll probably scare her off. But tell her how you feel instead of harassing her and making her hate you.”
My heart stopped. “She hates me?”
“Probably!” Annabeth said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Or at least she will if you keep treating her so terribly.”
“Fine, I’ll apologize to her after dinner,” I sighed.
“No! Now,” she demanded.
“But she’s at the beach. She’ll kill me!”
“I don’t care. Go,” she said, pointing down the beach. “And take this to her.”
I grumbled, grabbing her helmet from Annabeth before heading after the daughter of Poseidon. When I finally found her she was sitting near a cluster of rocks, clearly trying not to be noticed by anyone. But as I prepared to tell her how I felt but as I looked at her, I thought about all the horrible ways she could reject me. And then humiliate me by telling everyone in camp about it. So instead I threw the helmet at her.
It bounced off the rock with a clang, clearly startling her. “What? Are you gonna cry because I told you, you sucked. What are you 5?”
“Go away, Luke,” she yelled. I once again felt a pang in my chest as I heard the trembling in her voice. Whether from rage or tears I wasn’t quite sure. But picturing her laughing in my face as she rejected me made me keep going.
“I see why your dad went back to your mom. He couldn’t have his only demigod child in decades be so weak like you.”
“I said go away!” she yelled, standing up. Her eyes were practically on fire as she looked at me with a burning glare. The ocean was getting choppier behind her before it lunged up into a huge wave, soaking me to the bone. I coughed when it finally receded and she was left there, standing dry. “Leave me alone or I’ll stuff you in a sewer pipe,” she threatened, walking off.
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When I told Annabeth what happened she threatened to stuff me in a sewer pipe. But other than that she let it go and I hadn’t seen much of Y/N. Which hurt at times because I missed seeing her and I thought about her all the time but I honestly deserved that threat she gave me so I respected her wishes.
That was until I heard a scream and then a boy’s desperate yell. I was in the arena when I heard it and didn’t hesitate running towards the sound. There I found Percy and his sister at the edge of the forest. Percy was frantically pushing on his sister’s bleeding leg as she was getting visibly paler. He looked up, seeing me. “Do something!” he yelled.
I ran over, kneeling by her side. I could now see the wound clearly and it was deep. Deep enough to kill her from blood loss. She already had a puddle underneath her and I could see a trail coming from the woods. “Go get Chiron,” I told the boy. He nodded, getting up to sprint to the Big House.
I looked at Y/N’s face, surprised to see her still conscious. “Surprised you’re not cutting me further open,” she said through shallow breaths.
“Look, I’m sorry I’ve treated you like shit and I promise I’ll explain why when you’re better but I need you to focus on staying awake right now. Think you can do that?”
Despite the fact that my hands were keeping her from bleeding out she had the audacity to roll her eyes. “Fine.”
“Thank you,” I breathed. I felt ashamed realizing that was probably the first nice thing I had ever said to her.
Once some Apollo kids came and took her the Big House I went with them. But once they had her in the sickroom and everyone else was kicked out, I became wracked with guilt and worry. I made her life miserable. Why? Because I was afraid of my own feelings for her? I realized just how ridiculous that was. And I realized how little time I may have to actually confess my feelings.
“What happened, Percy?” Chiron’s words interrupted my thoughts.
“We were in the forest just trying to get some monster fighting experience when this big… dog—I think it was a hellhound—jumped at me out of nowhere. I guess she saw it first because she pushed me out of the way but its claws caught her leg,” Percy explained. “Is she going to be alright?” he asked, tears in his wide eyes.
“Yes, she should be fine,” Chiron assured the boy before sending a reassuring look to me too. Did everyone know I liked her? I briefly cursed Annabeth, she probably told him.
But soon enough Lee and Michael said we could go in so I followed Percy into the room. Her leg was wrapped in a pristine white bandage and the sheets must have been changed because they were also white in contrast to her bloody shirt and shorts.
“Percy, why don’t you go get her some clothes for when she wakes up?” I suggested. He looked reluctant but went anyway so I could talk to her. I took a seat by her head, observing her peaceful, beautiful face. “I don’t know if you can hear me but… at least you can’t reject me like this,” I said, letting out an empty chuckle. “But um I guess I'm fulfilling my promise. The reason I’ve been such an asshole to you is because… well… I think I’m in love with you. And I was afraid of my feelings and that you’d reject me so I took it out on you and I’m sorry for that. You didn’t deserve that.”
I sat there for a beat of silence, unsure what to do. But just before I stood up and left, I felt her fingers brush against mine. “Took you long enough to confess, jerk,” she said. I looked back at her, finding the slightest smile and her gorgeous eyes.
“So… you like me too?” I asked, my heart pounding with insecurity.
“Yeah, of course I do,” she admitted. I smiled, leaning down to press my lips to hers. When I pulled away to breathe she took the opportunity to speak. “If you tell anyone I’ll stuff you in a sewer pipe.”
“Sure you will,” I taunted her, connecting our lips again. This time I only pulled away when I heard a slightly squeaky voice.
“What are you doing with my sister?”
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ooffmlsorry · 4 months
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OP Men Dating a "Girly Girl"
A/N: sorry this took so long and I haven't posted anything original in a minute my life is mess and I'm so very tired jfc...I know this isn't more than my usual group but I was just gonna stop at Luffy and then decided to add Ace and Sabo as a thank you because writing these and putting them on Tumblr has been really good for me, so thank you for always being here to indulge me 🥲 ❤️
Sanji, Zoro, Law, Luffy, Ace, Sabo
Sanji
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Let's be honest, girly-girls drive Sanji craaaazzzzyy (not that all women don't, but he's definitely more partial to the feminine ones) Your make-up, pretty skirts and dresses, jewelry, and manicure, he can't help fawn over you constantly 😍Although you do it because you enjoy it, it's nice that your efforts are so appreciated!!
He spoils you soooo baaaddd!! He literally can't help himself when he sees something pretty or cute that reminds him of you, he has to get it for you. You're drowning in squishmallows at this point.
A river of blood shoots from him every time you show off a new outfit. You're going to kill him and he'll thank you for it.
Dressing up in nice outfits together, especially on date night, is a shared activity that you love to do together. Y'all are living your best happily ever after lives.
Ya'll definitely have scheduled self-care nights. You put on some slow music, open a bottle of wine, draw a bubble bath, all that.
He's utterly useless when it comes to helping you pick your outfits or makeup if you're stuck because he loves you in everything, it's too hard for him to pick. You're his perfect, beautiful Y/N-swaaaaan 😍💖💖✨
He does love to see you in pink or red though so he might default to those colors
Don't try to test your makeup on him lol, you're going to re-awaken the gender identity crisis...I mean Kamabakka trauma
Listen...I'm not saying Sanji has a mommy kink...I'm not even at Whole Cake Island so idk wtf is going on there. All I'm saying is if you give this man a bath, wrap him in a towel to dry him off, and rub him down with luxurious lotions and oils, you might awaken something...that's all...👀
ZORO
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He has no clue wtf you're doing. If it weren't for the fact that there's no proof that witches exist in this world, he'd think you are one
He looks at your vanity full of serums, creams, scrubs, lotions, etc, not to mention the makeup and he's like "??????" Just completely baffled
But what do you expect? This man would use that five-in-one Irish Spring soap if he could.
Just because he doesn't understand it doesn't mean he doesn't appreciate and admire the fact that you have extensive knowledge in something he can't even comprehend
He knows you like nice shiny things, and again, while he doesn't get it, he does think it's really, really cute when you go starry-eyed over a necklace or an outfit in a store.
In the same vein, he knows how much you love cute things and animals. He has absolutely found a cute animal in the jungle, picked it up, and brought it to you just to show you because he knew you'd love it.
Sometimes in his own gruff way he'll agree with you that it's pretty cute. Thank you for helping this manly man admit things are cute and that's okay.
Other times, he's the one making sure you don't get distracted because it's so cute
Unfortunately and fortunately, you're pretty to him no matter what you do to yourself so it's all kind of a moot point to him.
You can try to ask him about which 'x' to wear, sometimes it's helpful because he'll throw out a really practical answer and then other times he's like "How 'bout you just go naked" 😏.
He'll wear a face mask with you like...twice a year. And he's going to bitch and moan about it but he does it because he loves you. The entire process is like trying to give a cat a bath "WHY IS IT SO COLD? THIS STAYS ON MY FACE FOR HOW LONG???"
Exfoliate this man at your own risk...I'm dead serious that water is going to be brown
LAW
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I need you to know right now this man will let you paint his nails!!! I mean, not like gel or acrylics or anything, but he'll let you paint them any color as long as it's a dark shade of that color. You once designed Bepo on his middle fingers. He did in fact flip people off a lot more often when he had them.
Let's you wear a pastel boiler suit because you he loves you and wants to see you happy
Much like Zoro, he's got no clue what you're doing. He'll stand back and watch you while making the exact same face as the gif above.
He thinks he's being stealthy peaking around a corner to watch your morning or night routine, but you quickly catch on. Please please pleeaaassee ask him if he has any questions because he does. He's just really curious why you're doing what you're doing and what it does. It's basically skin medicine and he's really fascinated.
Knowing that you like shiny things makes his life admittedly a little easier, it's not that he doesn't think of what to gift you, he puts A LOT of thought into what he gives you, but knowing that earrings, necklaces, and bracelets always make you happy is great just in case of analysis paralysis or he forgets. Sorry.
Also you wearing the jewelry he gets you does something to him, especially a necklace he can pull on a little, mmhhm you're making this man struggle with impure thoughts.
You both love cute things, it's something y'all connect on. It's really good that you help him access that very neglected inner child of his and encourage him to coo and fawn over adorable animals with zero reservation.
He'll do skincare with you too when he's not super busy. He can admit it's kind of nice to sit in bed with a book, glass of wine, and a face mask and just bask for a minute
He acts like he hates when you rub serums across his face and use a derma roller on him but he loves it
Law doesn't really pay attention to your clothes, but when you really go all out he breaks out in a sweat and he can't keep his eyes off you.
LUFFY
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I'm not saying he thinks it's stupid, it just...why have an hours long care routine when you could be going on adventure with him??? 😭😭😭
He will help you pick out your makeup but don't expect it to look good. You're gonna end up with neon orange eyeshadow and green lipstick. Like literally every "My Boyfriend Does My Makeup" youtube video.
Plays around with your stuff but that's because he has no idea what all these strange contraptions are. The moment you try to explain his eyes glaze over and next thing you know he's whisking you away to go do something more fun.
He likes the shiny bright stuff (highlighter), makeup probably is the only part he even remotely engages in because it's
Explain how contour works to this man and watch him lose his fucking mind, he thinks you're a shape shifter now (honestly this applies to all of them except Law and maybe Sanji)
He never notices what you wear, Nami is gonna have smack him on the back of the head to get him to realize you put on something fancy
Luffy points out everything, it just so happens that things he points out sometime happen to be cute animals
Hides in all the stuffed animals and squishmallows in your room to surprise attack hug you
*throws mud at you* "Is this the kind of mud you like, Y/N??" He really means well though.
You know those hair masks with all natural ingredients like honey and banana? Yeah, he's gonna start sucking on your hair like spaghetti...I'm so sorry.
He'll bathe with you but that's because he wants to be close to you, it's definitely not about being pampered or relaxing.
Try to put a face mask on him or something else and it'll just become a game of tag around the Sunny. You can't catch him and he's having a great time outrunning and outwitting you.
He knows this is all important to you so even though he doesn't get it he'd never make fun of you for it and the moment someone calls you "extra," he's kicking their ass.
ACE
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Maybe all the glam is a little silly to him but that just makes you extra cute!
He will also absolutely let you paint his nails. Hell, he'll let you do a full beat on him just for fun and he'll wear it for the whole day because he's so unserious lol
...As long as he gets to do your makeup after...Much like Luffy you're gonna be covered in neon colors that don't even remotely match, but you guys have a great time lol
Admittedly likes to be pampered by you when he gets back from a long mission.
Please take a bubble bath with this man, it's not like the water is ever going to get cold!
I'm pretty sure you'd legitimately lead to Ace taking better care of himself. Got this man out here talking about his cuticles and shit lol
Honestly, it's really good for him because self care leads to self love and Ace needs a lot of help with that.
He tells Pops about all the stuff you do 1.) because he loves you and 2.) he hopes some of it will help Whitebeard heal a little, god bless him 😢
All of your hardwork doesn't go unnoticed, he legitimately gets kind of misty eyed when you really dress up because he's so so so lucky. He swears he doesn't deserve you.
He always brings back some kind of gift even whether it's a cute plushie or something exotic to wear from all of his long travels
I need to stress how much this means to him, everyone of these things is like a little proposal because he already knows you're it. Every little gift is leading up to a ring from this man.
He's also just genuinely impressed by the skill it takes to do your makeup so well, especially after he tries doing it on you
Much like his little brother unfortunately, he does play with all the little contraptions in your vanity, especially in the beginning because have you seen an eyelash curler? He's so confused lol
SABO
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Sabo and Ace truly are his brothers because he really don't get all the effort lol
Admittedly, a lot of that is because he thinks you're so hot already what's the point???
Once he gets this is just how you are he's less confused, he's probably the most normal out everyone. He lets you do your thing, although he's really curious how you managed to always look amazing while being in the fucking revolutionary army!!?? Where are you getting the time???
If someone were to intrude on y'all on a free afternoon you're both in fluffy robes with face masks on and Sabo loves to pretend to act like a bitch when he's in selfcare mode with you lol
"Are you seriously bothering us right now, ugh! I can't even right now!!" And then you both break out in laughter
He really thinks you should teach others how to contour and do makeup because it has great applications for disguises and infiltration.
And brags about your skills to everyone
Wonders how many of your makeup supplies could actively be used as a weapon *eye roll* jfc Sabo
There's a part of you that secretly worries all your boujieness will remind him of his blood relatives, but he assures you that it doesn't because you have a good heart and he never doubts that
Besides, being a little extra with him helps him associate those things he used to associate with his blood relatives with you instead so it's even better
He spoils you so bad, but with a Sabo-flair, ie. stealing from shitty people and bringing it back to you because you're oh so more deserving of nice things let's be honest
He gets jealous of the cute animals that you squeal over hehehe, please hug him when he starts pouting
He'll always wear a little pink just for you ❤️
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the-rio-grande-duran · 4 months
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Killer and the Sweetheart
Part Two
TW: Knives, killing, blood, dubcon, kinda cnc, some other shit probably
Summary: Serial Killer! Eddie x Virgin! Reader 18+Serial Killer Eddie murders some bullies and Reader is there. I had a dream like this end it would not let me be so here ya go. is very sloppy
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The screaming really wasn't necessary.
The lights had been flickering all night. It was just a matter a time for them to crap out entirely. A few thuds join the shrieks as the other girls apparently run directly into each other.
" Ow!-Shut up.- What's happening?!!- Seriously shut up you're yellling like right in my ear!"
This could be it. You could finally escape, slip out the back door and just drive. I mean you wouldn't even be here if Anna didn't need a ride. But judging by chorus groans and breaking glass they might not last the night.
" Anna. Anna! I'm gonna go find the breaker."
"But it's dark!"
"Yeah well we can't just sit here. I'll be back."
You stub your toe about a 1,000 times on the way to the basement. Hand against the wall find your way. The box is cool and sticky. Sticky?
Another scream from upstairs. Different. Scared.
You flip the switch stumbling back to the door. Blood smeared hands struggle against the door. The screams are louder now. You can even make out some words. Strange nonsensical apologies. Promises to stop.
Why the fuck are they apologizing? They're the ones being... murdered. Jesus Christ you're listening to people being murdered. You retreat to the breaker box and wait.
It takes forever for the screams to stop. The silence that remains makes your ears ring. You almost miss the door open. You manage to flip the switch just as it opens.
"Oh, we playing hide-n-seek sweetheart?", a man's voice teases from the stairs.
Your heart is threatening to give you away. It screams louder at every thundering step. You've never felt like this. Terror setting every nerve ending on fire. You fight back a scream. Practically drawing blood as you bite down on your tongue.
There's a scraping sound against the wall. Slow. Teasing.
"You don't have to be scared of me you know."
The sound is practically forced out of you. A choked out whine of derision and disbelief. The footsteps stop.
“It’s true. I only play with people I know. People who deserve it.”
Your body betrays you again. An unwanted throb at the harshness in his voice. Jesus, you’re pathetic the most attention you’ve gotten from a man is being murdered. 
“Aw don’t get shy on me now. Where’s those pretty noises?”
You bite down too hard at that, gasping in pain. He’s too close now his steps within arms reach.
“ There she is”
The light clicks on above you. 
He’s looking down at you. Big, wide eyes boring into you. Dark and searching like he’s looking straight into your soul. An angel of death. Soaked in blood and wreathed in light.
You come back to your senses too slow, fumbling with the heavy wrench you’d grabbed. His hands snatch your wrist. Heaving rings biting into your flesh. He moves fast shoving you to the floor roughly. Your head hits the cement with a crack, tears springing to your eyes. 
“Don’t-”
You cut him off. Teeth connecting with whatever part of him you can reach. Pulling and tearing like an animal in panic. You bring your free arm to the hand holding the knife. Shoving it as far from you as possible. You stay like this struggling blindly in a mess of limbs. Clothes tear. Skin bleeds. And soon he’s shaking against you. Laughing.
Then it’s over. He shifts so his full weight is straddling you as he shoves his knife beneath your chin. His other hand pins both your arms above you. You buck underneath him furiously. Desperate. 
“ Hey, hey easy there Killer”, his knife skates just shy of your cheek. “ I told you I don’t wanna hurt you. But you keep squirming around like that I could… slip.”  The knife is at your chest now right above your heart. “Now I’m gonna let your arms go but you can’t scratch me. Got it?”
“ Why don’t you want to hurt me?”
His smile changes then not the teasing smirk from the moment before. Something soft and surprised. “ I told you I only kill people who deserve it. You don’t deserve it. Do you?”
You shake your head. Mouth going dry from something that’s not quite fear.  “Good”, he starts wiping some tears away. You gasp again surprised at the gentleness. “ You really do make such pretty noises.” You snap your legs shut at that trying to tamp down the heat inbetween there.
“Trying to buck me off again Killer? And here I thought we were getting close”, he growls bringing the knife back to your throat.
“No. No not I-” 
“You what? “, the knife draws a tiny bead of blood.
“You know I think I’d rather die”
The laugh is sweet enough to make your heart ache. 
“ Strange time to make a joke. Did I break your little brain there Killer?”, he says rapping your forehead.
“ Don’t think you’re in the position to call someone else strange Sweetheart “
That laugh again. It has no right sounding that cute.
“ I think I can do whatever I want in this position”, the last words are whispered straight in your ear.
“So what do you want?”
His lips taste like blood. But they’re soft, and so easy to lean into. His hand tightens on your wrists rings cold and harsh. Panic and arousal fill your stomach in equal measure. Knowing there’s nothing you can do if you want this to stop. He pulls away and you chase after him missing the contact. He laughs again bringing the knife to the hem of your shirt. Splitting it in two. You shove against him then panic winning out. 
“Don’t like it?”, You could swear there’s a flash of concern as he says it.
“ I've n-never”  
“ Is that what your little wiggles are? And here I thought you were trying to get away.” Fingers skate down your stomach making you shiver. “ But you wanna get closer”
You go for the same spot you bit earlier. Earning a yelp of pain and surprise. 
“How’s that for close”
“Not good enough”, the knife is cool between your thighs as he reaches beneath your skirt. You still at once terrified he’ll cut you here of all places. But he’s careful as ever freeing you from your panties with intense precision. 
“Fuck me, have you been this wet the whole time?” you clamp your legs down on his hand embarrassed. Not wanting him to go further. “Uh uh, Killer can’t go back on me now. Your whine is pitiful. You know you can’t deny him. 
“Please, please just be gentle with me.”
 “No.”
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factual-fantasy · 2 months
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23 ASKS! THANK YOU! :DD 🐟
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@timestorm04
1: Captain Barnacles! :DD
2: One of the reasons why I redrew them suddenly was because I was thinking of re-writing my Octonauts Sea dwellers AU :0 But I'm going back on that now tbh.. :///
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They didn't figure it out and they did end up booking it. I mean,, can you really blame them?
We know Papyrus, and all of us would absolutely give him the benefit of the doubt and assume he was innocent. But Seam and Jevil don't know the Papyrus we know.
All Seam sees is an absolute mountain of bodies and an state of utter decay all around him.. with suspiciously the last man standing being a very clearly mentally unstable skeleton.. would you assume he was innocent?
Add onto that all the stress Seam was under, how unstable he was as well. Seam couldn't see the situation any other way and he was not taking any chances.
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AAA THANK YOU!! IM SO GLAD TO HEAR THAT YOU LIKE THEM!! :DDDD
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@foxythefox711
I don't watch Adventure time currently and I don't know all the nitty gritty of the shows lore.. but my favorite characters from what I've seen is Simon! With Jake as a close second. :} Also Prismo is 3rd I think-
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f...fank youu!!
(Also the protons joke got a laugh outa me XDD )
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:DD Thank you so much! I'm glad you like how I draw them!! :}}
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@couchwow
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oh ok
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Wait are the characters from the game actually baked in an oven to be "born"?? I didn't know that--
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@taizarack
:DD I'm glad you like them! And although I don't have either game, I hope to learn a little more about the games lore :0
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@chickenheadguy (Link in question)
Oh! Thank you! Lemme just take a look an--
170 VIDEOS??
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GORL THEY WEREN'T LYING THOSE COOKIES GOT LORE-
(Also thank you for the compliments and the link! :DD )
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@luna-purple454
NO HE DOESN'T GET KILLED-- Seam and Jevil just jump to another AU as soon as Jevil had the strength to. Leaving Papyrus behind in the process..
(Also thank you!! :DD )
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@torriderrelic44
I don't have any plans to draw any art like that, no.. sorry! <:/
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YES. YES IT DOES. But its not the people who go "ohmygosh I LOVE this (AU/thing) you made! Its wonderful! Do you have any plans to continue it someday.? If not that's ok! Just wondering!" Those guys are fine and I take it as a compliment actually!
Its the people who say things like "When are you gonna finish this" "Why did you stop drawing this" "How long until you draw this again" "I don't like what you're drawing, now go back to this it was better" comments like THOSE, suck. And its always about the same comics/subjects that I stopped drawing months ago. Looking at you Octonauts crab comic
As for my AUs, its not too hard for me to remember all of them. I never have more than 5-6 per fandom. I can usually list them off by memory! :0
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Tbh the animatronics would probably just register that as a mess/hazard and would notify an employee about the issue. In which the employee would dispatch a mop bot to go clean it up. I imagine it unfortunately happens often enough that the bots aren't really fazed. Kids amirite-
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I have drawn her at least twice from recent memory! Once in this horror post, and she makes an appearance in part 1 of my FNAF AU recap/repair! :00
The reason why I rarely draw her is becuase of the plans I have for her in my AU. She is meant to be very mysterious and I want the changes I made to her in my re-write to be a surprise-
Also thank you! I'm glad you like my cookie run creatures! :}}}
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WAAAA THAK YOU SO MUCH!!!😭😭💖😭
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I'm not sure actually.. idk if the characters from the games are aware that they are "cookies" in the sense that they are meant to be eaten- So I'm not sure how my characters would react either-
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Its related to the names of the drivers, I cant share anything else! :x
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@mumble-jumble-gallery (Post in question)
Magic candy..? Huh- well I'm glad it isn't world shattering at least-- <XDD
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@ravenslog
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THANK YIU!! :DDD
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:DD Thank you so much! I'll be sure to draw them again sometime XD
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@beryl-shade
Sorry for the late reply! This ask got buried-
If you look to this post for reference, I was thinking that Fredbear would be as tall as Bonnie. Maybe a little taller.? And Spring Bonnie would be about as tall as Foxy :00
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blacktacmopsi · 10 days
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Famous Last Words
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Keegan X Reader | Smut (MDNI) | CW: Smut, edging
For @milkteaarttime & @kxttyflwrs who said I should write edging Keegan smut :)
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This wasn't what Keegan quite had in mind as you mentioned wanting to spice things up. Yet still, the seasoned Ghosts member found himself, arms above his head, tied by the wrist to the headboard, on the bed & stripped completely of his clothing. His penetrating blue eyes boring into you as you kneeled between his legs. You were going to be the one in charge this night. Not him.
You meet his gaze as you tap the head of his cock lightly with your finger. He was very much hard since this whole little thing began and every little touch made his body instinctively twitch.
"You're killing me, sweetheart," he pants as his cock throbs and glassy strands of precum seeps forth. You must have been teasing him for a while now, building him up only to not finish the job. His face is flushed and his breathing is heavy. You admire the way his chest rises and falls and the way his black body hair is slick with his sweat.
You decide to grant him some loving mercy by taking him in your hand. As soon as your fingers wrap around his length, he moans out for you and arches to your touch.
"Gahh! Yesssss please, don't stop," Keegan hisses dying to savor this round of stroking, hoping this will be the chance you get him off.
"Please...I can't take it anymore...need to cum...please."
His voice is ragged and needy. You've never seen this quiet and domineering man in such a submissive state before. He tries to rock his hips with every motion of your hand, chasing that sweet release.
"God...please let me cum...I need this badly...don't stop."
You humbly obey, for now, lovingly stroking his aching cock for him. He pulses in your hand and groans with every frustratingly slow stroke you give. His thighs are trembling and his core is tight and he can't help but look at you with pleading eyes.
"Need more...."
"And you'll get it, don't worry. I'm not cruel," you coo to him sweetly. It's almost hard to not give into those begging blue eyes.
"You're doing so well Keegan. You can definitely hold out more for me."
You remove your hand from his swollen, needy cock. He groans and squirms, fighting against the restraints.
"Oh god please! Please keep going!"
Keegan is on the verge of tears as his arousal is too high. He's overstimulated and only wants one thing- release.
"I'll do anything! Just please let me cum...I need this."
"Anything?" You ask.
"Anything! God, I'll let you do this to me again if it means I can cum!"
Famous last words.
You smile and grasp him once more. This time stroking him in a faster rhythm. As soon as your hand touches him again he lewdly moans, more precum seeping from his swollen, pink head. His skin is flushed and his breathing is labored. Every muscle in his body is taunt with strain.
"Yes, thank you, yes," he chokes between heavy breaths.
As you keep the rhythm of your strokes going, you can tell he's getting close. He's practically fucking your hand as his hips rock with every stroke. You look at his face, washed over with pure pornographic lust as his climax draws closer with each thrust of his hips.
"Mmm gonna cum...fuck," Keegan gasps as his body involuntary spills those familiar large, white hot ropes, coating your hand and oozing down onto his body. You keep stroking him through it making sure all of it had come out. After the last bit has seeped from him, his entire body relaxes and he catches his breath. A sweaty mess of sex flushed flesh and cum, Keegan goes limp in the wrist restraints, panting with his eyes closed.
You begin to undo the restraints freeing him from such erotic torment. As his arms come down, he turns to face you, lying on the bed and meeting your soft gaze. You speak.
"So, when you said 'anything' earlier..."
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blond-jerk-tourney · 4 months
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Champagne Bracket: Round 3, Poll 1
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Propaganda from submitters Under Cut
Yoshiya "Joshua" Kiryu
He’s a bitch and a hate (love) him. I will now quote him below: "Sigh... I don't do the whole sweating thing, Neku." "Very impressive, Neku. Show those fifth graders who's boss." "Who needs other people's values? It's easier to just live by your own rules." "Oh! I can't say I'm particularly interested, but... I'll go ahead and ask, for the sake of convenience. Do you have a name?"
Smug asshole. Always playing mind games with the player character. Has many secrets but never shares them. Also did a bunch of spoilery shit.
Byakuya Togami
Very elitist, constantly calls others "commoners", talks about how he is gonna kill someone and get out of the killing game, hangs up a corpse and writes a message with their blood on the wall because he already knows the murderer but wants to see who is smart, complains the other students left him out even though he made sure to tell them every time that he wants nothing to do with them, pretty sure he screams in the 4 chapter " How can you know something I don't know?!", the only reason he doesn't qualify as a villain is cus he doesnt kill someone and in the end works with the rest of the survivors. He also constantly wants the protagonist to tell the rest what he knows
he's mean and self-centered and sees himself as above everyone else.
such a cunt 😭 doesnt eat breakfast w everyone and spends all his time in the library. (also he tampered with a crime scene but spoilers)
His title is literally, get this, "ultimate affluent progeny" Fucking look at him /hj Treats everyone as inferior in every way, even when they're trying to solve a murder he goes "how did YOUUU figure this out before MEEE???? >:0" Constantly has an "Me vs. Them" mentality about everything so he feels the need to prove himself to be superior - Messes with crime scenes because it would "make them more interesting" (purposefully incriminating someone else, who he didn't like) Actual quotes by him: "I'm only here to get breakfast. I have neither need nor desire to talk to you. Now withdraw." "You're like a child lost in the woods, you know that? A total waste of space." "You know, I still just can't believe it... That an uneducated, brain-dead, useless piece of garbage like you has survived this long." "You have only yourself to blame—you came to me with your tragic little story. I didn't ask you to. This is the real world, not some romantic fantasy fairytale."
This rich mf… He spends the entire game being a snobby, condescending, uncaring asshole. He becomes relatively nicer by the end but never stops being a dick. He also desecrated a corpse once for funsies. He’s also stupid but he doesn’t know that. I both like and hate him. It’s complicated.
He's an heir to a wealthy family corporation and he sure does act the part. He acts like he's better than everyone else and thinks they're not worth his time. He's just a huge asshole. (SPOILERS) He tampers with a murder scene just for fun and outs another student's secret alter, knowing full well it was irrelevant to the case. He also has a small breakdown about being wrong in another trial. By the end, he becomes a bit more likeable and kinda a tsundere that pretends like he doesn't care about the other survivors (but he totally does). Still very much an asshole though. He's a fucked up lil guy and something about him draws me to him. I would kick his rich bastard shins IRL given the chance, however.
He is emotionally detached from his classmates…
why you should vote byakuya "tell em naegi" thanks for watching like and subscribe
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ohtobeleah · 1 year
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Doing this on anon because I'm not really confident yet >. > for your #strictlyscandalous blurbs, Bob Floyd being introduced to a femme fatale-esque fellow pilot? I leave the rest to your imagination ❤️
“Should we help him?” Mickey had gone into what he thought was cardiac arrest when he heard the commotion coming from inside the men’s showers on base. “If he’s in there with Venus he’s gonna end up on the news tonight." Fanboy teased as he threw his wet towel into the nearby hamper. Bob's near-painful grunts filled the gap between when he'd finished his last sentence to now. "Robert Floyd—dead at thirty-four.”
“Ahh! Ohh fuggh—!” The sounds of Bob moaning filled the changing room once again, only less painful and more pleasure-filled. The stream of hot water spewing from the shower head was doing nothing to muffle his cries. He never swore, ever. But you had cuss words dripping from his tongue like liquid gold. "I can't--fuck!" Bob pleaded, he was so in over his head it wasn't funny. But god it felt so good.
“Such a needy little boy—“ Mickey's eyes widened as he cupped a hand across his mouth so he didn’t spew out a slew of laughter. How the fuck had Bob managed to find himself in this position. “Beg for me baby—you can take it, I know you can.“ An unmistakable sound of a slap cracking against wet skin rang out throughout the changing room. Which body part it had collided with Fanboy wasn’t too sure. But it sounded like it stung in the most perfect way.
“Need it—ahhh fughh, need it so bad.” Bob cried before the same sound of an open-palm slap rang out. Fanboy flinched, holy shit Bob was getting his ass beat. Not to his surprise, you had a reputation for being a man-eater.
“It sounds voluntary—“ Jake smirked as he stood up from where he’d been changing out of his standard issue boots back into something more comfortable. “I say we let him learn his lesson not to feed the animals.” Jake had zero sympathy. He’d been there and done that a million times before. He knew girls like you like the back of his hand—like a Venus fly trap. Pretty enough to lure your prey in close enough to have them squirming in the palm of your hand—then you attack. Bob just happened to be on the menu. “It’s Venus for crying out loud, he should’ve known better than to mess around with her—“
“She’s gonna kill him, man—“
“She'll keep him breathing just enough, let him learn a valuable lesson.”
Mickey may have been right. If only he could see the way you were riding Bob on the floor of the shower. His back against the tiles as he babbled like a little bitch at everything you gave him.
“Such a pretty boy for me.” You had to keep Bob's head still by wrapping your hand around his throat, watching as his face turned a nice shade of dusty red as you constricted his airway. “You gonna cum for me huh Floyd? gonna cum so soon? can't you handle me huh?" You were killing him, truly Bob couldn't breathe. But the way it made him feel was otherworldly. he didn't want you to stop as his body tumbled under you as his hands gripped as your hips, nails near drawing blood as his grip tightened the closure he got to his high.
“Pl-please.” Bob's practically sobbing as you slow down the pace. “Please, I’m begging—“ When you slap his cheek a little harsher than the last two times his eyes grow wide as you let him breathe again. Gasping as you picked up the speed you were flicking your hips and he was done for. “Ohhhh fugghh I’m cumming!” It hurt just as much as it felt amazing as you rode Bob through his high. He couldn’t think, couldn’t see, couldn’t control his appendages as he twitched and babbled incoherent nonsense. Flooding you with everything he could give you.
“Lay the fuck down.” You barked as Bob did what he was told. Mesmerised as you climbed him like a tree. Sitting perched on his face for a moment. “Fuck! Ahhh eat my cunt Bobby, clean your fucking mess.” He’d never had a woman speak to him this way before. He was addicted, needy for more and oh so thankful for what you gave him. "Ohhhh fuck yes! use that fucking tongue." Leaning yourself back on Bob's chest, you pinched his nipples to the point he was hissing into your cunt.
"Fuck!" Again, you had him begging into your cunt as you smothered is face. "Mmmm hurts." But he felt amazing.
“Holy shit what happened to your cheek?” Phoenix ran her hand delicately across Bob's slightly reddened cheek when he stumbled into the Hard Deck a little later on that same afternoon. “Did someone hit you?” Bob noticed the way Fanboy choked on his beer and Hangman snickered as he took his shot at darts. Fuck, they knew.
“I think I just got laid, or—mugged, or both—“ Bobs rubbing his neck, still throbbing from where you’d choked him out. “I’m not sure yet.”
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#StricklyScandalous Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd
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sunshineyuuji · 1 year
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hello hello~ I have far to many head cannons for the Fatui so I limited it to 3 per person :} I put them in order of my favorites ehe~
Dottore: his mother taught him how to draw when he was young, all of his notes are filled with sketches of what he's studying, when he was young he wanted to be a baker he still bakes when he gets the chance
Pierro: he keeps his office pristine at all times to the point that the servants have stopped trying to clean it, he has a grand piano that horribly out of tune he refuses to have it tuned, if someone needs to find him they always check his office first he's either there or in a meeting with the Tsaritsa
Capitano: if he's not in the training grounds he's in the library, he has a soft spot for dogs (he probably owns at least one), has an extensive skin care routine even though nobody can see his skin
Sandrone: she has so many glass display cases filled with custom dolls, made dolls for all of the other harbingers when she's upset with them she drowns their doll, sews all of her own clothes
Pulcinella: 100% has a live laugh love sign that Tartaglia gave him as a joke that he treasures, knows everything if something happened you can bet he already knows, always has candy on him his pockets are full of werther's and strawberry bon bons
Columbina: she can perfectly mimic the sound of birds singing, grows all kinds of poisonous flowers for tea, immune to natural poisons
Pantalone: he can copy someone's signature after seeing it once, makes large anonymous donations to restaurants he likes, has 2 file cabinets for all of Dottore's funding requests
Tartaglia: he can come up with stories on the spot for his little siblings, can backflip and shows it off every chance he gets, his office is a mess but he nows where everything is
Signora: bought an entire makeup company because they discontinued her favorite blush, she had a walk-in closet for her shoes alone, had a massive sweet tooth
Arlecchino: tried makeup once under Signora's pressuring almost killed her when she saw herself in the mirror, uses contacts because one of the kids at the orphanage broke her glasses once, hates how sticky kids get so she made a rule that the kids at the orphanage have to wash up before they touch anything
Scaramouche: has 3 of the same hat incase one of them breaks, would fight Tartaglia as an excuse to beat around a fellow harbinger, also really good at coming up with stories on the spot
ehe~ that was really long sorry about that (//^-^//) anyways I hope you have a wonderful week and stay hydrated :}
Oh you wonderful human being, may God bless you and I hope your phone charges from every angle possible. THIS'LL HELP ME TO MAKE FATUI CONTENT, HELL YEAH. I'm gonna put them in my character list now, thank you very much!
And also, thank you~. Eat and sleep well and stay hydrates too~♡.
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𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖒𝖆𝖐𝖊 𝖒𝖊 𝖋𝖊𝖊𝖑 𝖇𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖓𝖊𝖜
𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓣𝔀𝓸
"𝘉𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯"
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彡 𝓼𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼 𝓶𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽 彡
✦ 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 | 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 ✦
𝕾𝖚𝖒𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖞 : you chose to be perilous at the person that you only just met.....or is it?
𝖂𝖔𝖗𝖉 𝕮𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖙 : keeping it very simple as I can
𝖂𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘 : 18+ Knight!Eddie Munson x Princess!FEM x reader, language, use of Y/N, reader and Eddie are both (21), Henry is (30+), Jason (*gags* I know- sorry), age gap, reader will draw bl00d but not (g0re), Enzo! reoccurring :)), old family friends reunion, Jason calling reader a b*tch and slight physical abuse, vi0lence, manipulation, mentions of corpses, binding reader wrists with a rope
𝖂𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝕰𝖝𝖕𝖊𝖈𝖙 : finally! some slight fluff, of course, the angst will never left lol, set in 17th century, dark fantasy, romance, action, upside down exists in this, almost revealing everything of the lost memory that Eddie had 👀
𝕹𝖔𝖙𝖊 𝕿𝖔 𝕽𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗 : I'm so sorry for the long wait! I got sick and there's been so many life happenings but I'm back! I hope y'all staying hydrated 🥺🫶🏻
𝕬𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗 𝕹𝖔𝖙𝖊 : wow, even just a little support on to this series, I tried to post a few parts to test it to see if the crowd will like it and honestly, omg, I'm a bit surprised and literally so grateful for the feedback that I'm receiving and YOU GUYS! the reblogs, the likes and the comments really helped a lot! 😭❣️
☆ EDDIE MUNSON'S MASTERLIST ☆
❣ AGATHA'S MAIN PAGE ❣
"Have you found her yet?"
"No, sign of her, your eminence"
"Then don't stop until you find her!" Henry points at the door, the light from the fireplace adds the flame that's going on behind his eyes
The knight bows and walks away, the receding footsteps echoes as Jason taunts him
"Jason, will you just leave me at peace"
"I think I saw a familiar face today" Jason places his foot onto the table as he leans down on his chair, your father's chair
Henry blinks as he thinks for a moment
"Who is it?"
"I didn't get the chance to ask for his name, but I think and I'm very certain that he is the boy that we took from-"
"Wayne"
"That's right, him"
"What about him?"
He shrugs as he says "Nothing is just I can feel that he will interfere with our plan soon"
Henry hums as he bites to the apple
"He probably doesn't remember anything since you erased his memories, right?"
He stopped chewing as he glares at Jason, "I'm not proud of it and you know it"
"Don't be such a wussy, Henry, we have to make hard sacrifices to fulfill our plan for this world"
He doesn't want to talk about this, he wants you on his side
"You know, you're not like this before when we entered this kingdom, ever since she swiftly walks into your sight- you're pretending to be like what?!?-" Jason makes a mockery of batting his eyelashes at him
"Like you didn't do shit?!? You're not a bad person?!? Don't fucking wash your hands on me and make yourself a change person, Henry, you're messed up since the beginning" Jason punctuates his every point with his finger
"I didn't asked for this, Jason!" Henry now ignores the apple that he's eating earlier, he lost his appetite
"I don't want this, I-I wanted to change!-" Henry can feel himself break for wanting to feel seen
"You can't change when it's already been done, don't you get it?!? You can't fucking have her just admit!" Jason shoots back as he sighs in exasperation
"Do you think she'll forgive you- if she finds out that you what?!? Killed half of the population of her damn country?!? Jason squints his eyes on him as Henry stood up and freezes on the spot
He starts walking as he halted for a second to look at Jason
"Say all you want but I'm not gonna stop until I find her"
Jason scoffs as he muttered words to himself
"I'm just protecting him and well- fuck it- he'll be sooooo devastated when finally got his heart broke" he says as he drank his last ounce of rum
You, Eddie, Jeff and Gareth have been bonded for over a month already and it's almost like you forgotten that you're hiding for a reason
Gareth grew on you, he's not mean to you anymore but still as a dear friend to Eddie- he'll destroy you if you do anything shitty to him
But Eddie is Eddie, he is so headstrong to his belief's and whatever Gareth tries to tell him not to give in to you easily, he always fails
There's nothing that he can do about that but to cave in as well
You will not betray them all, will you?
"Jeff! That's not funny!" You exclaimed as you try to chase him but he always moves away faster than you
He's teasing you about you became so enamored by Eddie at the first place
Of course, Jeff, always and he will never miss it
The way you looked at each other? He already knew
"It's the truth, right? Why would you be infuriated with me if it's the truth?"
"Because!"
"Because, what?"
You sighed as you lift your shoulders "It's ridiculous to even talk about this!"
He beat you again as he runs at the other corner "Why would it be ridiculous?"
You groaned "God- I'm tired, Jeff" you say it with a soft chuckle
He tug a small smile as he stands beside you
"Hey, uh- just to be clear, princess-"
"Please, stop with the formality"
He chuckles "Alright, Y/N"
"Much better"
"You're the light that he needs, you know? I mean- Eddie will never lose his faith on everything, I guarantee you that, is just that you added more to never make him give up" Jeff carefully speaks as he looked from his behind as he saw Eddie and Gareth are both walking together to catch up with you two
Your feelings are not important at the moment and now- Jeff saying this to you
Didn't helped
"Why are you saying this, Jeff?"
"You should look out for yourself too, you deserve to be happy"
It warms your heart to have a friend like him "That's nice of you to say, um- thank you" he saw the gleam in your eyes that falters slightly as he creased his brows for a bit as you spoke
"I know, but not right now since everything is heated up and I just don't want to use my feelings to stay away from the real problem"
He understands your decision and he's glad that you're aware of the obvious tension that you both Eddie had "Your father raised you, right, Y/N"
You giggled "Yeah, he did" you nod
"I picked some firewood!" Gareth speaks as he crossed your path from where you and Jeff been standing
"Yes! I'm so famished" you say as you held your stomach
"Y/N"
"Yes, Eddie?"
"Would you care to have a walk with me?"
"I will take that offer gladly"
You both start walking together as you glanced at Jeff who is already smiling as he looks away and starts helping Gareth
You're living with them for a month and you already knew some of their traits and you can point them out clearly
You can tell Eddie is nervous
You've seen him nervous but never like this
"What is it, Eddie?" You stopped him by holding both of his shoulders
The moment he looks straight on your eyes, he can't stand still
Your eyes, my god- it's like you're from a hazy memory that he really tries to remember but he couldn't
Your touches isn't foreign to him, he trusts you with all his heart and soul, he knows that you're aren't a stranger to him
The memory that he had before? He wants it so badly
The only chilly thing that sends to his spine, it's either he knew you as a friend or an enemy
But, he just doesn't feel anything, not a single thing that he can point out that is bad to you
That's why he is so sure that you are nothing but a straightforward and most trusting person ever
He took a sharp breath "It's been a month and I feel so guilty not telling you anything"
"About what?"
"About me"
"Oh"
You're both sitting together at the boulder and Eddie is now carving random woods
When he is carving random woods at the ground with that furrowed look on his face
There is something, something that he should talk about
You reach his hand and looked at you with those chocolate hues on his eyes
"Eddie, you don't have to tell me anything if you're not ready"
He doesn't replied to your remark, it looked like he wants to listen, so you keep going
"Just because I'm here with you for a while, it's not my place to like that you should tell me everything right away, you know?"
He nods as he ducks his head down
"Unless, you want to talk about it?"
He takes a deep breath as looked back at you "No" he says as he shook his head
"That's okay, you don't have to stress yourself-"
"I just want you to trust me"
The look you gave him it looked like you we're saying "Have you lost your mind?!"
"Eddie, you've earned it in the first place, the day you saved me and the way you genuinely let me stay at your place, that's enough" you say to him as you hold his hand tighter for reassurance
"You don't have to prove yourself to me" you added as you smile
"Why?"
"Because you already proven that you're kind enough to trust"
That comment alone, eases his mind, the thought that is ruining him right now finally flushes deep elsewhere
"You two, there you are! Dinner is ready, guys" Gareth voice snapped the both of you back into reality as you both walked back at the house
"This flavor is really excellent" you say as you munch down the chicken
"Give your compliments at the chef" Jeff nudges his chin towards, Gareth
Gareth dramatically bows at you as all of you laughed to his action
"The vegetables are nicely blanched" Eddie says as he chows down a piece of broccoli onto his mouth
You watch the three men do silly things with each other as the dinner goes filled with lots of bickering and laughing
"I want all of you back in my palace"
They've never swing their heads at you that fast
"Pardon?" Jeff leans forward closer to you as you chuckled
"I said, I want all of you to live in my palace!"
"You're fucking with us, right?" Gareth swallows his mashed potato as he looked over at Eddie who is well....
He looked like his soul left his body and wouldn't budge for a minute
They all cheered as Gareth says
"Wait- The fact that I am friend's with the royal!-"
"Hey, I could be mean if I wanted to" you say with a serious tone
"You don't want her to be like that, Gareth, I've been there and it's not a very good picture" Eddie took a sip from his rum as he glanced at Jeff
"Yeah, it's a terror situation!" Jeff nods along with Eddie
You crossed your arms in front of Gareth as he furrows his brows
"You didn't liked me at first, right?" You lean forward, an intimidated Gareth gulped
He quickly goes to explain himself as his two friends start sniggering at each other
"No! I liked you- now"
"Because you found out that I was a princess?"
"What? No!-"
"You're so awful to me, there's so many ways that I could punish you for being so disrespectful to me"
"Like.... What?"
"Execution"
Gareth exclaims so loudly that you can swear that the roof comes off and his voice wooshes it's way out of it
You, Eddie and Jeff start laughing hardly as Gareth now very looking grumpy
"You should stop taking things very seriously" Eddie points at him as he can't stop laughing
Jeff still wheezes as he looks back at Gareth with that look
Meanwhile, you, looked so smug
"For your information, you grew on me because you didn't do anything to piss me off"
"Like what, exactly?"
"For betraying us"
You nod with a fond smile on your face
"Maybe, it's because- it didn't happen yet or I'm just delusional" Gareth mumbled more words to himself as he collects the plates
Jeff throws a piece of bread at Gareth who smoothly dodges it "Do you think people will finally accept us?" he turns his head around at Eddie as he asks a question
You tilt your head at Jeff because what?!?
Is this what Eddie is trying to tell you?
This is what Eddie doesn't want sometimes, facing the facts but it will always haunts him
"I don't know, man, I wish they'll hear us or give us a chance to speak for ourselves, maybe that day or I hope it will come sooner or later" he gave him a small smile as he stands up and goes outside for a bit
"What is that all about?" you said as you tried to at Jeff who is avoiding your gaze
Jeff opens his mouth to say something but closes it, hesitating as he looks at Gareth who is already drying his hands with a towel, he nods at him
"Eddie, doesn't like to talk about it"
"About what?"
"How he got himself ended up here" Gareth sats down across the table
You blink at them, you think your words very carefully
"What happened?"
"We don't know" Gareth sighs as he wipes the table
"What do you mean?"
"Y/N- he doesn't remember anything what happened to him, the only thing that he can remembers is that he has someone like a family member but somehow he can't pick it up to who it is and I know there's more to the story but that's all he can say for now, so, you gotta have to forgive him, if he's so defensive when it comes to this and he has always been rejected by the public, I mean- your people" Jeff explains as you processing everything
Your eyes flashes with empathy as you finally understand Eddie's guilt
"Rejected?"
"He was false allegedly accused in black magic, Y/N" Gareth speaks as he rest his arm around the chair
Why is that sounds so familiar? your mind went blank as you try to catch the memory that is coming to you
"Including the both of us, Me and Jeff, we knew that he's loyal to what he fights for, so, we helped him and here we are"
"I swear- if I find out who done this to us, I'm gonna annihilate whoever it was"
"Let's not be too hasty, Gareth"
You feel like your heart might burst any second, when you finally remembered the last important information about your life
"I-I think I knew Eddie" your eyes became glossy as you smiled a little
Jeff and Gareth whip their heads at you, the surprised expressions from their face, you can't miss it
"Who are you?" A very deep hoarse voice that's going on outside
You, Jeff and Gareth got wicked at the voice of a stranger as all of you sprint outside
"Don't! I got this" Eddie has himself pinned against the wall, the older man threatens to attack him with a dagger
"Please- drop the dagger, we can talk about this" Jeff walks slowly, proceeding with caution
"Stop this!" Gareth yelled, upset when the estranged man didn't care to look at him for once
If you don't look hard enough, you won't recognize the person
You gasp to yourself as you cupped your mouth
"Enzo?"
He follows your voice, turns his head around and there you are
You could hear him breathing heavily almost like it's unbelievable that you're standing there
"Y/N? Are you real?" He knits his brows together, he is still wearing the same uniform that your father once wore
"Yes, I am- please drop the dagger, they're my friends" you reason with him with pleading eyes
He blinks through the rage from the state he was in before as he backs away from Eddie who is gasping for air as he sats down on the ground
You checked on him to make sure if he was okay, he nods weakly as he watches the person that you claimed, you knew
He's your family's most skilled general, your father, Jim- became one of the greatest duos in history because of how they manage to do anything against war and collision
They prioritize of what the people need, they focus on the weak low points of the kingdom before putting themselves first
You didn't know all of it but you're aware of many enemies that your father Jim had because of his selfless acts
Your eyes welled in happiness as you can't help but to embrace him
"I'm sorry, it's been a while since I saw a real living person"
"It's okay"
"Enzo, are you with my father? Where is he? What happened to him?"
Jeff gave him a glass of water and a plate of dinner, he mutters a small thank you
"To all of violence in my life, Y/N- this- has got to be inhumane of it all"
You brace yourself for his outlandish words
"We fought together, we tried to escape but whatever we do, we always failed- you know- I thought I could never make it out alive" he holds back the tears on his eyes as you rest your hand on his shoulder
"The last time that I ever laid eyes on your father, he was taken by the guards forcefully"
Your friends are watching you and Enzo from afar in the firepit, warming their hands as they observe your conversation
Suddenly, you felt like you slipped off the hope that you're holding onto if your father was still alive
"And then I never saw him again, I'm so sorry, Y/N"
You sniffle as you flash him a sad smile as you stood up and move away a little
Enzo sighs wishing he could do something more or even better than this
But, no, that's the truth- he tried everything to save his dear friend
Eddie saw you standing so still, alone
He wonders if you wanted to be alone but when you turn your head sideways slightly it's like an permission that you wanted a company
When he stands beside you, you shakily wipe your tears from your face, you don't want to him to see you like this
"I don't know where my father is, Eddie" you try to lighten up the mood as you chuckled dryly
"God, I'm so rude- I didn't properly introduce him to you, he's Enzo, my father's general and a close friend"
He nods as he places his palm on your shoulder "It's alright, Y/N"
Despite, having your thoughts fogging from the heartaches that you felt from the past couple of years
Eddie, has a right to know who he is
You clear your throat and look at him directly "Eddie, please listen to me carefully"
"What is it?"
"I think I know who you are"
He places his hand over his chest and swallowed "You knew me?"
You nod aggressively "Yes-" you got cut off
"There you are you little frigid bitch!" Jason's voice startles the rest of you
Eddie wraps his arms around you as you move closer to him
Jeff, Gareth, and Enzo got themselves ready to fight as they walk towards as the castle's guards surrounded you
"Oh- fuck me! Enzo!" Jason grins at the sight of the most respected general whose face scowled directly at him
"You exiled me!" Enzo walks closer to Jason with a look that could kill him instantly but the guards stopped him from holding him off
"What- You did what?!?" Your voice raises out of anger as you eye him with shooting daggers
"We didn't need him anyways" Jason trashes the place with throwing rocks at the house
Making Eddie, Jeff and Gareth furious
"You have no right to do that, Jason"
"I think I do, I think I do have the right to have you back in the palace, young lady!" Jason almost hit to hurt you but Eddie beats him to it covering you with his figure
"Henry needs you" Jason adds, you peek over at the side as you exclaimed
"Why does he need me?!?"
"You should ask him that"
"I don't want to go back in there, you wanted to kill me!"
Enzo looked at your way with your eyes mixing with fear and blazing eyes as he became enraged of what he just heard
"You're so way out of line, Jason" Enzo grunts as he tried to let go from the grip that the guards his holding onto him now
"Why don't you just fuck off?" Eddie has reached its limit, he had enough of this man
Jason laughs in disbelief as he leans forward and you shudder under his tone
"I can execute you for lying, you piece of shit, I knew you we're hiding her!"
Eddie held you tightly behind his back as you wince at Jason's voice
"The way you deliberately disobeyed the rules, outsiders are not meant to be in your world, especially her" Jason pushes him making you stumble from the back as your eyes widened
Jeff and Gareth can't help but to start fighting the guards and making Enzo start kicking and joining the fight
The swords are clashing, the armor is clanking, the shouts from the fight rummaging in your brain
You shut your eyes as you can hear your father's voice from the lessons he taught you
"Y/N, my daughter, being a risk taker- it's about having the guts to trusting your own voice, you set your mind to face consequences and being able to handle it on your own makes you the best ruler of the kingdom"
"So, if you ever you put yourself in that situation, don't be afraid to take a step forward and prove to everyone that they're wrong and don't make anyone else cloud your judgement"
You picked up your sword and impede on Eddie and Jason's fight as you slashed your sword in the middle
Eddie has never seen you this determined and almost forgot that you're so skillful swordswoman
You defeated Jason by making him drop his sword on the ground and start aiming at him
From your action, everyone stopped at what they're doing as they watch you
"You're a making a big mistake, princess"
"I am certainly not"
"You mustn't defend the wrong person, you didn't even know who he is- still haven't remembered anything do you?" He makes a teasing look at Eddie as he furrow his eyebrows in confusion
No, it's a bad move, if you admitted that you knew Eddie, so, you didn't say anything this time
"Why do I get the feeling that you already told him?"
"Just shush your mouth and walk away, Jason"
"The only half of it, you knew, huh?" Jason smirks and it's making your head crack open to his assholeness
Jason fastly grabs his sword and goes to attack Eddie only to be stopped when you block his way
"I am warning you!"
"You gotta be shitting me! This fucking man that you're defending, he's practicing black magic didn't you even think for once that he might be the cause to all of this?!?"
Eddie clenches his fists and a flash of hurt in his eyes that this will be the end of preparing himself for a long time
That Gareth was right all along
But, still he won't drop it, he is certain that he is right about you
"You also know that's a false accusation, Jason, there's no proof"
"Right, discovering dead babies and children from his home doesn't count, huh?"
"Someone else planted them!" Eddie exclaims as he meets your eyes, he thought he'll see something else but no- your eyes didn't falter
You trust him
Jason raises his sword wanting to stab Eddie with it but instead you make him drop his sword for the second time
Making Jason alarmed by your defiance
"There's one thing you didn't know about me, Jason is that when I believe someone is truly innocent- I'll fight no matter what it takes" you paused
"I believe in justice" you say as you move backwards
When he tries to move, you aim your sword back at him
"You want me alive back there, do you?"
Jason didn't want to to nod but he did
You replaced your sword with a dagger as you show it to everyone your arm
Enzo knew what you're doing, despite, the situation being tricky, he is somewhat proud of you for standing up what is right
You did exactly what your father did before
Jeff, Gareth and Eddie almost dropping their eyeballs when you cut your arm making a fresh new wound
Eddie looked at your eyes quickly and you didn't even flinched at the horrifying thing that you just did
Your arms is now dripping in blood making the rest of the guards bow at you
"You gotta have to kill me first, before you get to Eddie"
"Woah- slow down, alright" Jason felt so fucking stupid that you won
One of the guards bind your hands with a rope as you came along with them
"Wait- No! Y/N-"
Your eyes went softer when you looked at him as if you weren't so tough back then
"I'll be fine, Eddie"
"But what about.... Henry?"
You know what he's talking about, you're supposed to get married to him but you won't let it happen, not on your watch
"I will turn it down like I always do, Eddie"
His eyes are begging for you to stay but he can't do anything right now
"Take care of yourself" you say softly as the guards nudge you to move
"Y/N"
You turn your head at him
"Thank you"
You smile sweetly "It's the least thing that I could do to help you, goodbye for now"
For now? What does that mean?
You want to see him again? He hopes so
They all watch you walk away from the place as you entered the portal outside
"Boy, when she spills blood on you, she is serious" Enzo pats behind Eddie's back comforting him
"If they lay a finger on her, I'm gonna squeeze all of their insides to a pulp" Gareth grumbles as he looks over at Jeff who agrees with him
"What do you think they'll do to her?" Jeff is worried about your well-being, the last time he wants to see is you being scared and he doesn't like that
"I'm going to save her" Eddie as he narrows his eyes at Jason who is waving at him annoyingly
"I'm with you, I ain't going to let this place ruled by these people" Enzo says as he removes the dirt from his boots
"It's oath that we agreed upon the first meeting, we swear on our life to protect her even in the face of danger" Jeff adds as he waits for Gareth
"We've been on this mess for too long, it's time for us to fight, to the death" Gareth turns his back and starts packing Jeff and Enzo tailing at him
"Y/N, just hold on, we'll get you" Eddie speaks to himself as he looked up at the sky
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quicksilverdrabbles · 6 months
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Khash: *running away from wolves just outside of Riverwood, bow broken and out of arrows* I'm so dead I'm so dead- *shrieks, a wolf snapping at her ankles just barely out of reach* Leave me alone! I am almost positive I don't taste good!
Saturn: *whistles, catching the wolves' attention* 'Ey! Leave the kid alone, ya' tuskin' mongrels! *draws her bow as the wolves turn, downing one with a glass arrow*
Khash: Whoa..
Saturn: *turns and launches a containment sphere into the pack, releasing a Dwarven Venator and letting it kill the rest* Phew. *hops down from the ledge she'd perched on, jogging towards Khash with a worried smile* Hey, kid. You okay?
Khash: I-I... I'm fine.. *staring up at Saturn with starry eyes* ... You are very strong.
Saturn: *chuckles* Y'think so? Quite the compliment from such a brave warrior. What're you doing out here?
Khash: I was hunting... What is that? *points at the Venator, quite literally ripping a wolf apart*
Saturn: Oh, that? That's my... *turns to look at it, seeing the mess it made* Oh for Gods' sake, we talked about this. *returns the Venator to its containment sphere* Sorry, it's a bit restless. Haven't gotten a chance to use that one in a while.
Khash: Do you have more of those things??
Saturn: Automatons? Yes, I do.
Khash: How do they work? They really just listen to everything you want them to do?? *gasps, seeing her longsword strapped to her back* Is that your sword?! Why is it so big???
Saturn: *smoke rising from her ears, overwhelmed by the questions, remembering why she doesn't do kids* High Elves need bigger swords than humans. Longer limbs.
Khash: Are you an adventurer?? You have to be, right?!
Saturn: I am, yes.
Khash: Can I come with you???
Saturn: *freezes, staring down at the child with a look of shock* Absolutely not.
Khash: What?! Why not?
Saturn: I'm not going to risk bringing a kid with me. It's dangerous.
Caryalind: Saturn??
Saturn: *looks over her shoulder* Oh, hey guys. Took you long enough.
Kaidan: *hunched over, panting* Gods you're too fast- Where did ye go?
Gore: Uh. And what's with the kid?
Khash: *hiding behind Saturn*
Saturn: Uh.. She was being chased by wolves.
Khash: *staring at Caryalind and Kaidan with a look of shock* Is everyone in your group super tall??
Saturn: Hah. No, just look at Gore.
Gore: Hey!
Kaidan: Well, best we get her home then, ey? I've never seen an Argonian child in Riverwood, though.
Khash: I am a mercenary.
Saturn: ...
Gore: ...
Kaidan: ...
Caryalind: I beg your pardon?
Khash: I am! I can fight very well with a bow!
Saturn: Not.. that I doubt that, kiddo, but where are your parents?
Khash: Dead.
Saturn: (Shit.) Er- a guardian?
Khash: Also dead.
Saturn: ... Yeah y'know what I'm just gonna stop asking questions right now.
Khash: So.. can I go with you? Please? I promise I will not get in the way!
Caryalind: Saturn. A word. *tugs on Saturn's arm and pulls her away, speaking in a hushed voice* You cannot seriously be considering this??
Saturn: Who said I was?! That kid's better off being taken care of, not getting dragged all across Skyrim!
Gore: Not like we can just leave her here, though. A kid by herself is far worse off than a kid with a band.
Caryalind: You would know.
Gore: Yeah, and you wouldn't.
Saturn: Boys, please focus.
Gore: I say let her come. If she decides it's too much, she can leave with no more said.
Caryalind: It's outrageous! Kaidan, please be the voice of reason here.
Kaidan: *already getting along with Khash, checking out her bow* Don't worry yourself none about it, lass. Saturn's a great smith, she'll make ya' a new one.
Khash: Awesome!
Caryalind: *deadpan* Absolutely no help.
Saturn: Look, how about this. *takes Caryalind by the shoulders and faces him towards her* We bring her along, then the second we get a chance we bring her to Riften.
Caryalind: I can't help but feel like that's a worse idea.
Saturn: Have any better ideas?
Caryalind: ... No.
Saturn: And there we go. *pulls away, walking back towards Khash* Alright, kid, you can come. Let's bring you to meet the others.
Khash: Tusk yea!!!
Saturn: Pfft. That's some mouth, kiddo.
Caryalind: Like any of you are any better.
Saturn: Rude.
~
Khash: *Meeko laying in her lap, petting him happily as she listens to stories from Inigo*
Taliesin: *sitting some ways away with Saturn* You are absolutely insane.
Saturn: You're not the first today to tell me that.
Taliesin: It's one thing to just bring her to an orphanage outright, but it's a cruelty even I can't stomach to lie and say she can come with us.
Saturn: She would have fled if we did tell her.
Taliesin: Why bring her along in the first place, then?
Saturn: Kids shouldn't be that young and out on their own. She deserves a safe place.
Taliesin: And are you so sure that orphanage is a safe place? There have been unsettling rumors..
Saturn: ... *sighs, watching Khash interact with her family with a frown* We'll just have to see.
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batstorm93672 · 1 year
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Damian sat up from his bed, a good nap did him good a--
"Timothy. What are you doing in my room?"
Tim was watching T.V. and turned around "Hiding out"
"Why?"
"...I thought Jason's helmet was my leftovers from the chicken place and put it in the microwave"
Damian blinked a few times, wondering if what he heard was real or a dream.
"Then the helmet exploded... and so did the microwave"
"I'm going back to sleep. Maybe I'll be lulled to sleep through your screams of agony when Jason finds you"
Before Damian could lie back down, another door opening and closing came. Sitting back up to see Dick looking frantic. "Hey! Timmy, you crashing here?" "Come to join the fun?" "Haha yep" Damian rubbed his eyes, no more sleep it seems "And what did you do Richard?" "...I was swinging on the chandelier in the living room and it crashed..." Tim looked stunned "Bruce might kill you" "I know! That's why I'm hiding"
"Ugh fine, someone pass me my sketchbook and pencils so I can at least keep myself entertained"
Damian sketched many cats, it was fun playing around with their regal elegance on paper-- ...He made a dark line out of where he was drawing from another sound of opening of the door.
Jason walked in and Tim almost leaped up, he managed to compose himself enough "Hey Jaybird! What are you in for?" "I broke a vase" "Which one?" "...yes...one..." "How did you manage that?" "...I thought I saw a rat..." "...and?" "I tried shooting it" Everyone but Jason and Damian (though he was snickering a bit) bust out in laughter. "A RAT!?" "OH MY GOSH THAT'S HYSTERICAL" "I'm disappointed you were planning to shoot such a defenseless rodent whom didn't harm you" "Yeah... I know"
"Now to my real question, why is everyone in my room!"
In unison as if it was a choir.
"It's the last place anyone would look"
Damian groaned and shook his head "Fine, do as you please. Don't come crying back when you all get in trouble"
.
A few moments of a cheesy 80s rom-com and footsteps stormed close. "DICK, TIM, JASON!"
Dick looked at the others in fear "Scatter!"
The three in a blink were gone and Bruce opened the door "Damian. Forgive me for barging in" "Do as you please, I've heard enough amounts of excuses"
Bruce cleared his throat "Dick get out of the dresser. Tim out from under the bed. Jason get back inside and stop hanging from the window" Dick opened the dresser and stepped out, Tim crawled out from the bed and Jason who dangled out from the window climbed back in.
The three got out and looked embarrassed, Bruce crossed his arms "Who did what and what happened?" It became silent and Damian sighed.
"Timothy took Jason's helmet and put it in the microwave thinking it was his meal packaged thus exploding the helmet and the microwave. Richard broke the chandelier climbing on it like a moron. Jason shot numerous vases thinking it was a rodent"
"TIM WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO MY HELMET!?" "ME!? WHAT ABOUT DICK HANGING AROUND FURNITURE EVEN THOUGH THE RULES STATE NOT TO" "YEAH WELL JASON IS AFRAID OF RATS" Tim, Jason, Bruce and Damian looked at Dick. Dick couldn't contain his snickering "I know it doesn't count into this, but that fact is hysterical"
"Okay. So here's what's gonna happen. I'm not going to ground any of you"
The three looked surprised "You see, I'm not going to because soon Alfred will be back from his visit" They gasped in horror and Damian smirked "This seems fun" "Why did you tattle on us Demon!?" "...You all barged into my room, I couldn't go back to sleep and then my art was messed up. If anything it was only a matter of time before father found out" They all murmured in subtle agreement as Bruce grinned devilishly "Yes. Now you three can just wait for Alfred"
"We're gonna die"
"Jason I'm sorry for accidentally blowing up your helmet"
"It's okay Replacment, I forgive you"
"As the first Robin, I commend you all a great job on making it this far past our issues"
"As the second Robin, I share the sentiment. May we all find peace in the fury of Alfred"
"As the third Robin, I'd like to say that it's been an honor with you all. Let us think fondly on our moments together in joy"
Damian shook his head as Bruce sat down beside him "They are not dramatic at all" "I believe we've obtained it from you and Richard" "Hah I suppose you all did. That's a nice drawing" "It was slightly ruined when Jason opened the door, but I think I can make do. I wonder what Pennyworth will do to them all when he arrives" "3...2...1..." Bruce pointed at the door, right on cue.
"MASTER TIMOTHY, MASTER DICK AND MASTER JASON I REQUEST YOUR PRESENCE THIS INSTANT"
Everyone jumped up, the three looking terrified and pale.
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sawyerslvt · 4 days
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Two Sides To The Devil - Johnny Slaughter (Episode 1)
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Completed series :)  This is the first episode of my 8 part series. I hope you enjoy it, I really enjoyed writing this <3 Summary: Johnny Slaughter kidnaps you and you wake up in his basement. You negotiate your way out of death by offering to lure in male victims with your beauty. Johnny entertains your desperate offer. He ends up having to protect you and slowly starts to fall in love with his victim, and so do you.  Word count: 2,709 Warnings: MDNI, corpse, kidnapping, controlling behavior
You feel like you got hit by a truck. Your brain felt like it was gonna beat out of your head and your vision was all blurry. You’re trying to grasp at any memory of what had you in this state. Once your vision starts getting back to normal, you realize you're in an unfamiliar place. It's not until now that you also realize you're hanging from a hook to the ceiling. You try to move but feel a stinging pain from your wrists. They were numb until you moved them and now you had gained another painful sensation you had to deal with- in addition to your head. 
You shut your eyes hard and try to remember… remember the night before. But you can't think of anything. You continue to think until your thoughts get interrupted by what sounds like a heavy sliding door slide open. You start panicking and you debate whether or not to scream for help. You chose to stay still, pretending to be knocked out until you get a glimpse of who it is. It wouldn't be wise to scream, drawing attention to you.
Heavy footsteps head towards you and your heart’s beating faster, your adrenaline wanting to kick in and scream bloody murder, but you hold back. The footsteps get louder until they stop right in front of you. The man grabs your chin to have you face him. You couldn't help but flinch when he first touched you. Your attempts at remaining ‘passed out’ failed as the man definitely felt you jitter. “open your eyes or i'll scoop them out of your head”. he demanded with a low and monotone voice. You carefully open your eyes so as to not upset him further and you look down on this man standing in front of you. He was big, too big and any thoughts of fighting your way out was abolished. He gave you a smirk seeing your terrified expression clearly holding back tears. “Relax darlin’ i'm just messing with ya’... that's not really my style”.
Your head is still killing you but he looked familiar and there was no doubt he was the one responsible for putting you in this god awful place. Your senses are slowly coming back to you and you feel the stench of, what could only be described as, iron, filling your nose. Looking around, you see dead pigs gutted and hung on the wall. You realize you're in a cold room, the chills didn't hit you until that very moment. Until you saw something that made your stomach turn in the worst way imaginable. On the butchering table there was a whole dead body of a human. You could barely make out that it was a woman, she was skinned all over and you immediately looked away, letting a small noise of disgust escape your mouth as you turned the other direction and winced. 
The severity of the situation hits you harder than before and you see your life flash before your eyes. You were next. You knew it. He was here. He IS here. “Listen, i don't mean to scare you but you know… there is no polite way of doing this”. He seems amused by the sheer terror on your face after seeing the dead body and realizing you're next. “Please sir, what do you want?” you look down and shut your eyelids, letting a tear fall from your eyes. You know these are your last moments. 
Before letting him answer you felt a small surge of energy flowing through you like a last fighting chance to live “i'll do anything, please don't kill me!” He looks at you tilting his head like he was studying you, you know that he’s probably heard it a million times. “I'll do anything”, you repeat it to emphasize how you really meant it. He just stares at you, listening to your defeated cries. You take this moment to study him back and you finally realize where you recognize this man from. 
You had gotten all dolled up to go to a bar. You flirted with this man that ended up taking you to his car. Before you knew it you were knocked into the ground. Fading in and out of consciousness, you remember glimpses of him holding onto the steering wheel with one hand, and smoking a cigarette with the other. You remember seeing far stretches of empty land outside the window and every now and then he would look at you and smirk, like he was proud of his catch. “I met you at the bar” you mumble, your head aching from all the thinking you had to do to unfold these revelations. “Correct” he says simply, verifying your vague memories. 
“Please, i'll do anything” you repeat for the third time, it seemed to, at the very least, make him think, buying you more time left on this earth. He finally acknowledges your statement. “Tell me darlin’ what value could you provide for me?” Even though you asked for it, you didn't expect him to entertain your offer seriously. You gather all information available to you and come to the obvious conclusion… “I can help you lure in other victims, and in exchange, you spare my life.” he lets out a chuckle. “What makes you think I need help luring in victims? I did a pretty good job catching you.” He has a point. You thought to yourself for a second… “...but… I can lure in men.” you whisper, not being very confident with your answer.  
You weren't sure if it was gonna work. You felt like you were playing chess with the devil. You see him contemplate your offer and you start to see some light at the end of the tunnel. “You make it hard denying you darlin’. I have no doubts you have no issue catching the attention of men. But how do i know you wont run off or call for help” You make a risky play that could very well hit- as it could miss “you’ll just have to keep an eye on me, won't you? you didn't seem to have an issue with that back at the bar” your voice was careful but suggestive. He couldn't keep his eyes off you earlier, licking his lips and undressing you with his eyes. This was a good soft spot to hit in order to get on his good side, your sex appeal never fails. “You got my hands tied sweetheart. Ain't no denyin’”. He cuts open the rope around your ankles, puts a cloth sack over your head and unhooks you from the ceiling. “Checkmate” you proudly muttered to yourself. 
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Your captor grabs you firmly by the arm and yanks you up the stairs and into, what you assume, the car from earlier. He pushes you into the car, giving you some time to adjust. “Don't you dare pull some sneaky shit or I won't hesitate to slit your throat” he slams the passenger side door shut, he walks around to the other side and you hear the driver's door open. You feel the car rumble into motion and take off. 
With the cloth sack still over your head, you felt trapped. How was this actually gonna pan out? You thought it was best to gain his trust by talking to him. All things considered, he's been nice… he could've killed you but strangely chooses to spare you… you couldn't figure out why. Is this a part of his game? Is he bringing me to another location to finish the job? Your mind is making up all sorts of scenarios trying to make sense of this monster. “It's kind of dark in here” you try to make light of the situation… no pun intended. "Oh? and what do you suggest?” you couldn't see him but you could hear him smiling while asking his question. “We could start by taking off the sack, maybe?” you're still cautious with your words, afraid he’ll snap but you’re growing more confident, as you truly believe he won't kill you, at least not yet. “That way, I get to talk to you face to face” you try moving around in your seat, arching your back to get more comfortable. You let little moans escape your mouth, trying to influence his decision. You hear him let out a defeated sigh. 
You feel the sack slide off your head, ruffling up your hair in the process. You get blinded due to the pitch blackness you were in seconds ago. You squint your eyes and look over to the man. You can't believe the man that swept you off your feet with his charm last night, is the same man who has you tied up in his truck, while forcing you to help catch more victims. It felt surreal, how did I even get in this situation? stuff like this only happened in movies or books. 
“You’re awfully quiet, I thought you wanted ‘face to face’”. He says playfully while taking glances at you then back at the road. “Well I can hardly see. You made my hair get all messy!”. You keep nodding and bowing your head trying to gesture for him to fix it, since your hands were tied behind your back. 
He lets out a quick chuckle and starts flattening your hair with his right hand. He stays looking at the road and avoids eye contact for the most part. You, on the other hand, are looking straight at him, still trying to figure this man out. Why was he doing this? It didn't make sense. You felt like a little kitten being pet by their owner. 
When he felt that he was done and that you looked presentable, you expected him to put his hand back on the steering wheel and ignore you for the rest of the ride. Instead, he grabbed your face with the same hand that was brushing your hair. He made sure to squeeze a little, forcing a pouty expression onto your face. “You look beautiful darlin’”. You were shocked by the suddenness of it all but couldn't help but blush at his words. You couldn't talk with him still holding you but you managed to mutter something along the lines of “mmthankmmyu”. It was pretty incoherent but before he let go of your face he continued, “whatever boy you manage to lure, I don't want him touching you alright?”. 
Even though this little song and dance is about power and control, you felt butterflies form between your legs, making you shut your thighs to get a hold of them. You've always found it attractive for men to take control, even when it could be seen as toxic. In this case ‘toxic’ wouldn't even begin to cover what this man was. You nod in submission, you thought it would make it a little harder to forbid the victim from touching you, but not impossible.
He lets go of your face and takes a glance down to your lips. You catch him and it was as if he didn't want you to by the way he quickly turned his head back to the road, but you didn't think much of it. “We’re almost there, turn around for me” you weren't sure what it meant but you faced the window, making your back face him. You try your best to peek behind you to see what he's about to do next. He pulls out his knife and you feel the rope that previously held your wrists together, slice open. 
You take turns rubbing your wrists on each hand, they’re numb from how tight they were tied together. “Thank you” you muttered to him, looking down to show gratitude. He gives you a quick nod as a non-verbal ‘you're welcome’. 
For the first time you drew your attention to the outside of your window. The sun was setting, it was not quite pitch black yet, but in an hour or so it would be. The sky was clear and you thought about how beautiful the stars would look on a cloud free evening such as this. You came to realize, you didn't remember his name.
You turn your attention back to the stranger, “I don't remember your name.” you look at him with a puzzled expression and a raised eyebrow, because surely he had told you back at the bar. “Why do you need my name, I don't know yours”. He was staring you right in the eyes, as if he was hinting towards him wanting to know my name. “My name is Mikaela, your turn.” you feel proud over this small interaction you've managed to gather with this killer. It made him seem almost human again, like when you first met him. “Pretty name for a pretty girl. Name’s Johnny”. He gives you a small smirk. "Handsome name for a handsome man”.
You cover your mouth with your left hand holding back a giggle, like a schoolgirl who just told her crush she liked him. His smirk grows bigger and he locks eyes with you. He puts his hand on your left thigh and gives you a gentle squeeze. You hold his eye contact for a couple of seconds until you cover your face with both your hands to hide your hard blushing. This man was good at making the butterflies go crazy. His gaze alone made your stomach twirl and his hands traveling across your body was sure to leave a pool between your legs. 
You feel the car slow down and you take a look around. The window no longer greeted you with far stretches of empty desert, but instead there were town roads, buildings, boutiques and lights. “We’re here” he snapped back into the low, husky monotone personality his voice had. And just like that you were pulled back into the reality that is your life. You needed to fight to find another man to take your place in that cold room, you couldn't let Johnny down, or he would deal with you the same way he dealt with that woman on the butchering table. 
♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡
Johnny gets out of his car and walks over to your side, opening the door for you. “How polite, thank you sir” you tease him, getting really addicted to his facial expressions whenever you would confidently flirt with him. It was an amused expression, one that encouraged your behavior, and whatever keeps you alive longer, you'll continue doing.
Johnny closes the car door behind you and he pushes you somewhat roughly against the car. This was the first time you were standing this close to him and you took notice of how tall he was compared to you, you truly felt like a little bunny getting preyed on by a lion. He was so close you could feel the warmth of his body bouncing off yours. His scent filled your nose, it was a masculine and but perfectly balanced perfume. A small string of his slick, black hair was falling down over his forehead. His heavy breathing, making it sway back and forth. 
He looks down to you, and somehow gets even closer than before, “you remember what i told you in the car?” his right hand was pressing your shoulder into the metal surface behind you and the other was placed on the surface to trap you between his arms. You look up at his narrowed eyes. If looks could kill, you'd be dead on the floor right now. You nod while maintaining eye contact “yes Johnny, no touching” you felt like you were in trouble already, yet you haven't even stepped foot in the bar. “good girl, i will keep a close eye on you”. He removes his hand from your shoulder and once again, cups your face. “When we get in this bar, I'll need you to find someone quick. Once you bring him outside, I'll take over, sound good?” He steps back letting the cool air replace his warmth. He gestures with his head to follow behind him, and you do as he suggests. 
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spaceratprodigy · 8 months
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The Siren Song of Devil's Peak
yes I am using this drawing as a cover image again lmao it cracks me up and I didn't feel like making something else. I think it's still rather fitting ✏
"Welcome back, Captain" Ada greeted as Faith stepped through the door of the Unreliable, her companions not far behind her.
Faith had been more quiet than usual.
She didn't want to be here, didn't want to be alone with her thoughts. The stillness of her room had been suffocating. She had been spending more and more days away, wandering anywhere she could on Monarch.
Her friends, however, were tired.
They needed a break, food, for Ellie to make sure they weren't falling apart. Faith needed it, too, but her body wouldn't let her stop. She was ready to head back out.
"Hey Boss," Felix chimed "are you feeling-"
"I'm fine" Faith cut him off sharply, immediately looking down in shame. "I'm sorry."
"Cap, we're worried about you. You need to rest" Parvati said, her tone more concerned than usual.
"I'll be fine, I need to go back out there."
"For what? Boss, you need to stop. We have to talk about this" Felix interjected.
"We don't have to talk about anything. You two get some rest, I'll see if Nyoka and Ellie-"
"No!" Felix's worry was turning into frustration "look, I'm sorry but.. I don't want you to get hurt. You can't keep running away."
"Cap.." Parvati was softer now "you're not in a good way and this isn't healthy."
Faith knew they were right. She was avoiding the fact she had to confront the problem in front of her sooner or later. That's why she won't sit still, why she keeps running headfirst into the Monarch wilds against everyone's warning.
Can't feel how much pain she's in if she's too distracted defending herself from things trying to kill her from all angles.
"Cap, you need to sort this mess out. I know he hurt you, but.. you and Max need to talk about this."
"Hah!" Felix was annoyed "you mean Max needs to come down here and apologize for being an ass. Boss, why are we even keeping him around after the way he lied to you?"
"Felix, I don't wanna.." Faith began but trailed off.
Because I don't want him to leave.
"At least talk to us about it. We're your best friends and we want what's best for you." She knew Felix was being sincere.
"Yeah, Cap. We're family, we don't want you goin' through this alone."
Faith didn't know what to say. She appreciated how much her crew, her friends, were trying to help her. Her heart was just in so much pain. She was confused, scared, she didn't really know what she wanted.
I want Max.
"I.. I.." she was trying. "Thank you.."
"Captain," Ada's voice rang through "you have a call coming in from Devil's Peak Station."
Parvati and Felix glanced at each other nervously.
"Hey Boss.. maybe you shouldn't take that call.." Felix began to say, anxiously rubbing the back of his neck.
"Why? Hiram's my friend" Faith was surprised at her companions reactions.
"Well, yeah.. but.." Parvati was trying to think of what to say "last time you were hidin' out there, you and Mister Blythe were gettin' real close.."
Faith was waiting to see where this conversation was leading.
"We just think that maybe.. havin' him in the picture is makin' things.."
"Worse" Felix butted in.
"Well, No! I mean.. not worse.. just.. complicated?" Parvati's voice cracked.
Faith stood there in silence, crossing her arms. Her friends were babbling, unsure of how to get their point across gently.
"Boss, please just listen to us on this one" Felix finally said.
"There's a lot of hurt and raw emotions in the air right now. We just think the closer you get to that Broker fella.."
"Everything is going to be fine" Faith finally spoke "Hiram and I are.. just friends."
Why did I hesitate?
Felix and Parvati noticed, giving each other another worried glance.
What are they so worked up about? Faith thought, walking away to answer the call.
They're acting like I'm gonna fall for the guy or something.
We're just friends.. Right?
Her heart was beating hard now.
Oh stars..
She answered the call and Hiram's face popped up on the screen.
Dammit.
"Ah, Captain! There you are. Thought for a moment you may have forgotten about me."
The snark in his voice would have been of annoyance to others, but she had come to learn this was him being rather playful. In his own way, of course.
"I could never, Hiram."
"Are you still on Monarch by any chance?"
"Suppose I am, what would The Great Broker ever want with me? Need someone to get their hands dirty for you again?"
She knew how to play right back.
Hiram flashed her a small smile, immediately finding his serious face again.
"Come to my station, will you? I want to speak to you directly."
"Oh! How unusual of you to want to do business in person" Faith teased, unsure why she was trying to sound her flavor of freelance professional, Felix and Parvati's little talk was making her nervous.
"Let me get my crew and-"
"No" Hiram said sternly "I wish to speak to you." He swallowed, trying to keep his cool.
"Alone."
"Sounds a little dangerous doesn't it?" Faith rarely went anywhere without backup.
"You've done it before. Just to seek me out. All by your lonesome, might I add" he gave her a subtle grin "be a doll and do this for me, yes? I'll be expecting you."
Hiram hung up before Faith could get another word in.
Sly bastard.
Faith turned back towards the door, already knowing Parvati and Felix were still standing there. Waiting with concern. Knowing better than to leave their captain alone again in fear of what trouble she might get herself into next.
Fuck.
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Daughter of Olympus (Leo Valdez xFem!Oc)
A/N: I lied -Danny Words: 2,762 Series' Masterlist Previous Chapter /Next Chapter Listen to: 'Girls Like You' -by The Naked And Famous
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XXX: It's Been (0) Days Since I Almost Died
Ara's parents leave her at camp for New Year's. Lily welcomes her on the hill, along with the Stolls and Nico Di Angelo.
"You piece of sh—" Ara tries to reach for his throat but Lily gets in the way.
"Hey! It's my birthday and you know the rules!"
"I want my dino back!"
"I've no idea what she's talking about," the boy smirks.
"I'm gonna feed you to my lion."
"Mrs. O'Leary and Pollo both said they like me more."
Ara gasps. "Take that back!"
"You know what, Ara, why don't you take a walk?" Travis suggests. "And maybe, by the time you come back to the Big House, your T-Rex will be right where you left it. Right, Nico?"
"Unlikely."
"Nico!" Lily berates him in Italian, to which he replies with an eye-roll.
"Okay. Yeah, maybe."
Ara flips off Nico before leaving, she doesn't want to do this, but if that's what it takes to save her dino, then she's got no choice. The girl walks into the forest and quickly loses track of time. 
"...or a raccoon."
Ara stops, there's a group of people a few feet ahead of her.
"With no toes?" 
"Piper? What do you think?" 
The girl scoffs. "Just because I'm Native American doesn't mean I can track furniture through the wilderness—'Yes, kemosabe. A three-legged table passed this way an hour ago.' Heck, I don't know."
"Okay, jeez!"
"It's probably a table. Which means Buford went across this stream." 
"You lost a table?" Ara's voice startles the trio.
"Holy crap!" Leo lands on his butt. "How are you so quiet?"
She points at the tracks. "A table did that?"
A young nature spirit—Ara thinks it's Brooke—comes out of the stream in front of them. 
"Could you be any louder? They'll hear you!"
"Are you a naiad?" Leo asks, not caring about the warning. 
"Shh! They'll kill us all! They're right over there!" 
Ara seizes her compass. "What's out there, Brooke?"
"Brooke the brook?" Jason asks with a grin, Piper hits his leg. 
"Okay, Brooke. I'm Piper. We won't let anyone harm you. Just tell us who you're afraid of." 
Brooke approaches with wide eyes. "I'm glad you're back, Ara. It's my crazy cousins. None of us is safe! Now go away. I have to hide!"
Brooke vanishes and Ara pinches the bridge of her nose. "I literally just got here."
"Crazy cousins?" Piper turns to her. "Any idea what she was talking about?" 
"No, but crazy for a Greek is probably way off the rails."
"Maybe we should keep our voices down," Jason suggests.
"We have to follow the trail," Leo insists. "I mean... we're heroes and stuff. We can handle whatever it is. And Ara's back, so that doubles our chances!"
"Right," Ara turns her compass into Almighty. Jason and Piper draw out their weapons and stand next to her, she looks at Leo and raises a brow. "Still no weapon?"
"I don't need 'em," Leo points vaguely at them. "I brought these two with me and now you're here."
She sighs. "Just tell me what's going on..."
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The only good thing about this is that Leo is so caught up in his mess that he's not acting weird around Ara. She's kind of glad Buford ran away. Leo thought she'd get angry, but honestly? She would've made the same mistake, so she's quite understanding. 
"Oh," Piper whispers, stopping dead in her tracks. "This isn't good." 
"Why?"
"It's bad luck to be here," Jason explains, but to Ara, it suddenly sounds like it's coming from behind a wall. "This is the battle site."
"What battle?"
"I told you," Ara speaks, unmoving. "The Battle of the Labyrinth." 
Leo grimaces. "Oh... Great. Buford had to run to the most dangerous part of the woods. He couldn't just, like, run to the beach or a burger shop."
Ara remembers the carnage with ample clarity: the way her clothes ended up bloodstained and muddy after carrying the dead campers out of here. She remembers Michael's vow, and—
"Does Buford have a round tabletop with little steam vents sticking up on one side?" Piper asks.
"How did you know?"
"Because he's right over there."
Ara tries to snap out of her war flashbacks. "Oh... good."
"That was easy," Jason tries to walk to the other end of the clearing but Leo stops him.
"Someone's coming!"
"Leo—"
"Shh!" The boy drags them behind what used to be Zeus's fist. 
A bunch of girls skip into the clearing looking very much wasted. "They're just nymphs, Leo," Piper says, but Leo's eyes widen as she tries to stand and keeps her down.
"Crazy cousins!" He reminds them.
"Are they drunk?" Jason asks under his breath. 
A drakon slips into the scene and growls at the nymphs, but they keep giggling and fooling around like they don't care at all. 
"We've got to help them," Piper urges them. "They'll be killed!" 
"No," Ara frowns. No nymph would be so stoic about a drakon crashing their slumber party. "Let's wait."
"Ara, those are just—"
"Be quiet!" She interrupts Jason. "Stay hidden, that's an order."
It doesn't take long before her suspicions get confirmed. One of the girls approaches the creature asking if he's Dionysus, the drakon tries to burn her, and they skin the beast alive like it's a piñata.
"I saw something like this once," Ara gulps. "In that spooky movie with the clown..."
"IT?" Jason asks hoarsely.
"Oh, gods," Piper covers her eyes in terror. "Oh, gods!"
"I read about these nymphs," Leo says, trying to keep it together. "They're followers of Dionysus. I forget what they're called—" 
"Maenads," Piper continues, pressing closer to Ara. "I've heard of them. I thought they only existed in ancient times. They attended Dionysus's parties. When they got too excited..." 
"We have to get out of here," Jason concludes. 
"But they're between us and Buford! And we've only got—" Leo looks at his watch. "Thirty minutes to get the syncopator installed!" 
"Maybe I can fly us over to Buford?" Jason offers, but after a while, he gives up. "I don't know... the air feels agitated. Maybe those nymphs are messing things up. Even the wind spirits are too nervous to get close." 
"That's encouraging," Ara mutters.
"We should call Pollo."
"He's not going anywhere near those girls! They make sirens look stupid!"
"We'll have to retreat to the woods, then. If we can skirt around the Maenads—" 
"Hello!" 
Ara lets out a high-pitched scream that Leo is quick to muffle with his hand. The maenad continues like nothing's going on. 
"Are you Dionysus?" 
"Yes!" Leo pipes in quickly. "Absolutely. I am Dionysus." 
He pulls Ara up and places her between him and the crazy girls. Ara's grip tightens around her sword.
"Wonderful! My lord Dionysus? Really?" 
"Um, Lord Dionysus, what are you doing?" Piper stands behind them with the dagger in hand.
"Everything's cool! The Maenads are my attendants. I love these guys."
"Lord Dionysus, are these three sacrifices for the party? Should we rip them to pieces?" 
"No, no! Great offer, but, um, you know, maybe we should start small. With, like, introductions."
"Surely you remember me, my lord. I am Babette," the girl raises a brow.
"Um, right!" Leo gulps. "Babette! Of course." 
She continues to introduce the rest of the girls and Ara studies them making quick assessments. These are a bunch of nymphs that would make Samara Morgan go back to her creepy VHS and never look back. It doesn't look well for them.
"An interesting form you've chosen, my lord," Babette examines Leo uncomfortably close to his face. "Youthful. Cute, I suppose. Yet... somewhat scrawny and short." 
"Scrawny and short?" Ara sees his eye twitch. "Well, you know. I was going for cute, mostly."
"So, my lord," Babette grazes Leo's arm with her fingertips and Ara has to suppress the urge to slap them away. "Where have you been? We've searched for so long!" 
"Where have I—? Oh, you know! I've been doing, um, wine stuff. Yeah. Red wine. White wine. All those other kinds of wine. Love that wine. I've been so busy working—" Ara shakes her head frantically to shut him up.
"Work! Work!" The Maneads echo his words with horror. "Work! Sacrilege! Kill work!" 
"He means partying!" Piper corrects him. "Partying! Lord Dionysus has been busy partying all over the world. He's been teaching the daughter of Olympus how to live life! Right, Ara?"
The girl elbows her and Ara coughs out. "S-Sure! He's the man!" 
"Yeah! Ha-ha. Partying. Right. I've been so busy partying." 
"Who is this one, my lord? A recruit for the Maenads, perhaps?" 
"Oh. She's my, uh, party planner."
"What a shame," Babette is clearly the smart one of the group, which annoys Ara. "We can't allow mortals to witness our sacred revels."
"But I could be a recruit!" Piper insists. "Do you guys have a website? Or a list of requirements? Er, do you have to be drunk all the time?" 
"Drunk! Don't be silly. We're underage Maenads. We haven't graduated to wine yet. What would our parents think?"
"You have parents?" Jason pushes one of the Maenads away from him. "So... what are you guys drinking if it isn't wine?"
"The beverage of the season! Behold the power of the thyrsus rod! Eggnog!" Babette slams her staff against the ground and makes a geyser of the liquid burst out from there.
"You're... drunk on eggnog?" Piper wrinkles her nose.
"It's New Year's Eve," Ara points out plainly, as if that would mean anything to crazy people.
The conversation backfires to their detriment.
"Hey, um, Dionysus... maybe we should talk. Like, in private. You know... about party stuff?" Jason tries.
"We'll be right back! Just wait here, you guys. Okay?"
"No, you will stay," Babette glares at Leo. "You do not act like Dionysus. Those who fail to honor the god, those who dare to work instead of partying—they must be ripped apart. And anyone who dares to impersonate the god, he must die even more painfully." 
"Wine! Did I mention how much I love wine?" 
"If you are the god of parties, you will know the order of our revelries. Prove it! Lead us!" 
Ara raises her sword slashing at the air sideways to force the nymphs to backtrack. She also uses her charmspeak. "Step back!"
While the nymphs stumble to get away, Piper shouts "Pollo!" at the top of her lungs, and the Nemean lion runs into the scene roaring like crazy. He tackles a few drunk girls in the process, and Ara jumps on his back.
"Hop in!"
"Kill the unbelievers!" Babette snarls. 
Leo grabs a bottle from his belt and throws the contents on the girls. He summons balls of fire and hurls them at the group while the lion takes them away. 
The nymphs, of course, are unbothered by this. One of them lifts a rock from what was formerly Zeus's fist and chucks it in their general direction. "Veer left!" Leo shouts.
Ara pulls Pollo's mane to the side and makes him leap between trees. The lion is fast, but the girls have inhuman speed too, and they're not far behind. 
"How do we beat them?!" Jason screams. "They're immune to fire—They're super strong." 
"We can't kill them," Piper replies. 
"There has to be a way!" Leo says. 
"No. We can't kill them!" Piper insists, holding onto Ara's waist. "Anyone who kills a Maenad is cursed by Dionysus. Haven't you read the old stories? People who kill his followers go crazy or get morphed into animals or... well, bad stuff." 
"Worse than letting the Maenads rip us to shreds? That's just great," Jason scoffs, trying not to slip off Pollo's back. "So we have to stop them without killing them. Anyone got a really big piece of flypaper?"
"A net!" Ara exclaims. "I can make one!"
Pollo stops and they hide behind a large tree, the Maneads seem to have momentarily lost track of them. 
"We have twenty minutes until Bunker Nine explodes," Piper announces as she slips off the lion's back.
"It's impossible."
"We're dead."
"Shut up," Ara rummages through her backpack. "Deadlines are my favored stimuli and this one sure is deadly. Leo, I need..." She lists several items that he's quick to pull out from his belt. Five minutes later she's got a shrinking net-trap ready to go. "Beckendorf's finest."
"You're amazing," Leo stares at it and then at her like he can't believe she's real. Ara's creation has given him an idea. "I've got it! Jason, Ara, you'll have to find Buford. You know which way he went. Circle back and find him, then bring him to the bunker, quick!"
"What about you two?" 
"We're going to lead the Maenads out of your way," Leo takes the trap from Ara's hand. "Straight to Bunker Nine."
"Excuse me, but isn't Bunker Nine about to explode?" Piper questions.
 "Yes, but if I can get the Maenads inside, I have a way to take care of them!"
"Even if you can, we'll still have to find Buford and get the syncopator back to you in twenty minutes, or you, Piper, and a dozen crazy nymphs will blow up."
"Jason, seriously, it's like you don't know us," Ara raises a brow. "We're masters of unlikely."
"Trust us," Leo checks his watch again. "And it's nineteen minutes now." 
"I love this plan," Piper grabs Jason and kisses him. "In case I explode. Please hurry."
Ara climbs back onto Pollo and pulls Jason up behind her. "Good luck!"
As they rush up the hill, she glances at Jason over her shoulder and frowns. Before she can even ask, he blabs out an explanation. "Yeah, we started dating last week—look where we're going!"
"I can't believe I missed that!" She pouts. "Did you get thrown into the lake? That's the tradition here, you know?"
"Yeah, Piper's siblings took care of it," he snorts. "I'm sorry, Ara, this isn't how we wanted to welcome you back."
"No worries, I've had worse welcomes," Ara admits, though she's enjoying herself a lot.
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"Just hug the table!"
"Don't yell at me!" Jason screams back.
Ara's holding him by the waist while Pollo takes them to the bunker. Buford wasn't that hard to find but it is quite sneaky for a table. Jason had to seize it in a deadlock and now he's trapped in that position while the girl drags him and Buford like ragdolls through the forest.
Pollo storms into the bunker and Jason drops the table as soon as they enter, causing it to slide across the floor making a screeching noise that hurts their ears. Ara drops Jason and jumps off her lion stumbling over her feet. 
"Watch the cage!" She orders her pet as she runs past the trapped Maneads.
Leo hugs his table. "I'm so sorry, Buford. I promise I'll never take you for granted again. Only Lemon Pledge with extra-moisturizing formula, my friend. Anytime you want it!"
"We've got two minutes left!" Piper informs them, lifting Jason off the ground.
Ara moves Leo out of the way and opens Buford's drawer. Leo runs ahead and guides her to the combustion chamber. "Help, Hephaestus!" She pleads out loud.
Leo opens a lid once and Ara quickly places the syncopator in position. She seizes tubes and connects them to it as fast as she can with Leo's help. When they finish, she closes the chamber and keeps her hands on the lid, as if fearing it will snap open.
"Guys?" Jason calls from outside, he can't see them.
"Hold on!" Leo responds. "Hey, you're glowing!"
"What?" Ara looks down.
The combustion chamber starts abruptly, the engine roars to life and drops into a steady purring. Leo places his hand on the surface to make sure everything's working, but Ara's the one who speaks.
"No clusters or leaking. Might need to stabilize it properly by hand 'cause some liquids are out of sync," she says, her palms remaining firmly placed on the lid.
The boy stares at her in surprise. "How do you know?"
"He blessed me!" She gasps and looks back at him. "Your dad blessed me!"
"No way!" Leo holds her by the shoulders. "How does it feel?"
"Amazing!" The girl holds him in the same way, her adrenaline is off the charts and it's making her feel more alive than ever, she feels like she can conquer the world. "I'm so glad Nico stole my T-Rex!"
"No idea what that means!" Leo looks at her with pride, his brown eyes softening as he speaks. "I don't care what Hercules and Achilles did to get their titles, you're still my favorite."
Ara kisses him. Leo makes a weird noise and flames erupt from the top of his head, but Ara doesn't move, she can't feel the heat. Buford bumps into her and makes her lose balance, she breaks the kiss and holds onto Leo's forearms to steady herself.
"Guys?" Piper speaks up. "What's that noise? Is it working?"
"Y-Yeah!" Leo replies, keeping Ara in place. "That's the sound of an engine not exploding!"
He faints abruptly, dragging her along.
"Holy—!" Ara tries to stand and pull him back up but fails. "Jason!"
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the-fiction-witch · 3 months
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Your Arm!
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Character Donald
Couple Donald X Reader
Rating Cute and flirty
I smiled sitting at the bench with my lunch watching across the table as Donald sat across from me, his book on the bench and his bag of pens beside him as he worked hard to do his drawings. I smiled and watched him for a while mildly fascinating.
"Donald?" 
"Yeah?" he asked not bothering to look up at me,
"I'll trade you a jaffa cake if you draw me a picture."
"Kinda busy y/n."
I pouted a little watching him a while more "What if I asked you to draw me a tattoo?"
"A tattoo?" he finally looked up with an amused look,
"Yeah."
"You want a tattoo?"
"I want lots of them, but my mum won't tell me till I'm older."
"and if I drew you a tattoo when you're old enough you'll get it done?"
"If I like it." I shrug, 
"... maybe some other time." He said going back to his drawing, 
I pouted more but watched for a good while more until I had another idea, "What if you drew it on me, like a little temp tattoo parlour?" 
"Really?"
"Yeah,"
"And... how would you be paying for your tattoo?"
"Jaffa cake?" I offered
"No thank you,"
"babybelle?" 
"No thank you,"
"A kiss?"
"Humm?" He asked looking up a little surprised,
"A kiss."
"uhhhh... deal" He nodded quickly tapping the bench beside him so I moved over "So? my lovely customer what would you like?"
"A little ghost on my arm."
"A cute ghost?"
"Yeah adorable little ghosty boy" 
"One little ghost coming up" he smiled getting his black pen, 
He was slow and gentle making sure the lines wouldn't get messed up finally adding his two cute little eyes, "There we go one little ghosty boy."
"Yay! Thank you, Donald!" I cheered looking at the little ghost now on my arm, 
"So... my payment?" He asked,
"Of course," I smiled kissing his cheek, 
He blushed a little but smiled "Thank you very much,"
"Could I have another one?"
"another drawing?"
"Yeah,"
"Will I get another kiss?"
"Of course."
"Alright, what else do you want?" 
"Hum....a little mushroom,"
"Aww okay a mushroom, with a face or just?"
"No, just a cute little toadstool,"
"Alright coming up" he smiled drawing me a little toadstool mushroom on another spot on my arm, "There you go."
"YAY!" I smiled, giving him another kiss which made him blush more,
"you're welcome," he laughed, "Anything else?" 
"Humm.... ooohh could you do like a little sword in the stone."
"Ohhh? like a sword in a big rock?"
"Yeah."
"I can do that," he smiled, happily working this took him a little longer but it ended up still being really cute, "Happy?"
"Yes!" I smiled almost bouncing as I looked at the patchwork forming on my arm "I love it, that deserves a double kiss" I smiled giving him two little kisses which made him blush even more,
"You're welcome Y/n, So... anything else?"
"Hummmm" I smiled 
I headed through the door of my house with Donald tugging along beside me, he was coming to hang out in my room, play video games and such as we often did on a Friday afternoon, and I'm sure he was gonna let me pick more things for him to draw on me so he could get more kisses and because my arms, hands and anywhere else my school uniform allowed him was already covered in his adorable drawings, I had even drawn a couple on him too making us look like one of those cool heavily tattooed couples you see at festivals, but-
"OOOHH MY GOD!" My mother screamed clutching her heart as she saw us, 
"Hi Mum,"
"Y/n! your arm! what on earth have you done!" she screamed,
"Donald did It" I smiled, 
"How dare you defile my daughter! and you young lady are grounded for the rest of your life how dare you go against me-"
"Mum!" I yelled making her stop, "There marker."
"What?"
"It's artist marker Mrs y/l/n" Donald explained,
"Ooh..." she sighed in relief, "Christ you have me a heart attack. Well, go wash it off now!"
"Fine!" I rolled my eyes and headed up to my room, "I don't wanna wash off all your hard work," I sighed, "and they look so cool..."
"It's okay y/n, you wash them off so your mum doesn't kill us, I'll do you some cute tattoo-style drawings on paper."
"Okay," I nodded giving his lips a little kiss which made him blush again, "Maybe I'll let you draw some places she can't see" I winked before I scampered to my bathroom, 
"Yes!" I heard him whisper to himself 
"I heard that Donald."
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh no you didn't" He blushed.
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