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“Pull my hair.” - wendy

Cerby pulled away as he was kissing Wendy fevereshly. Was this a dream? Did Wendy really want him to pull her hair. Cerby paused as he sniffed the hair. It smelled very sweet. “I will tug but not too hard.” The hound continued to ravenously kiss the other tugging the tendrils. He pulled the hair along with the other onto the soft sofa. He looked up at Wendy with a smile. “Can I bite you too?” He asked expectantly. 

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Describe the biggest sacrifice you’ve made.

“When I let a soul go free.” He sighed. “I shouldn’t have done it so the sacrifice isn’t worth whatever happened next.” Cerby shrugged. “Does it count as a sarcifice?”

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What is your favorite thing about yourself?

“I like my teeth. One person even told me my teeth are the sharpest they have ever seen.” He pointed at his mouth. “It’s so fun to bite people with my teeth.”

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❛ if i can learn to do it , you can learn to do it . ❜

Cerberus sighed as he stared down at the shoe laces. This task was impossible. What type of techinque is shoe tying. He really wants to know. Cerby sighed before looking up. 

“I’m trying this one more time!” He stated before he started again. “Two bunny ears before one of them enters a hole.....” He muttered to himself. Soon enough he was tying the laces for both of them. 

The hellhound gasped as he finished the process. Cerby smiled in delight. 

“I did it.” Cerby said with a victoriou smile. “I finally did it!”  He takled the other into a hug. 

“Thank you Ophelia!!”

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OTP + wendy

who wakes the other one up with kisses: Depending on your definition of kisses. Both 

who cooks for who: Wendy does because Cerby should not be near a stove 

who is the morning person/night person:  Both are morning people for different reasons. Wendy does it naturally, Cerby is used to waking up already to guard the underworld

who is the romantic one: Wendy 

who is the top when it comes to sex:They both take turns because Cerby thinks it fun

who would lead in ballroom dancing:Wendy because Cerby doesn’t know how to 

who is the more cuddly one: Depending on your defintion, Both of them 

who is the one to most likely pick the movie they watch: Cerby lets Wendy choose because Cerby would just watch wrestling 

who is the one who would pay for dates: Wendy but once in a while Cerby tackles the waiter to avoid paying 

who is the one who would initiate a quicky during classes:Cerby because he thnks its fun

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Ophelia wrapped her arms around him, rubbing his back as he cried.  “Shh, it’s okay, it’s okay.  He’ll forgive you.”  She didn’t actually know if that was true, but she did know that if it wasn’t true, Cerberus deserved to be treated better.  “You’re going to be okay.”

Cerberus sniffled before he talked once more.”You really think so.” The hound looked at her. “Can I really be better after my mistake?” He asked. His anxious and fear was showing in his eyes. “Have you ever made a mistake?” 

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svt’s spoilers for MAMA 2019: #DARK #TWIST and… #WONWOO? 

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Ophelia still does not know what happened, but at this point, the trouble seems to be more emotional than logical, so that is all she needs to know.  When she sees Cerberus start crying, she takes a step forward, arms lifting in the beginnings of a hug, but she stops.  Fearful of overstepping, she instead asks first, “Can I hug you?”

Cerberus looked up with tears in his eyes. Why was he crying so hard? He looked into her arms before seeing her arms. Cerberus nodded as he moved forward. He let himself cry into her shoulder. “I’m so sorry Ophelia.” He said between sobs. “I’m so sorry I failed him.” 

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wethefated‌:

Minthe was patiently waiting for an answer when she heard the noise too and spun around to look. “I don’t know… I’m not sure we should interfere though…” She said softly, though curiosity grew within her and she wanted to go and check it out but… well… These events had a way of being… trouble.

The hound paused for a moment. What was the right thing to do? Cerberus still looking in the distance. “Do you think Hades is here?” Cerberus asked wwith conern. Even though he loved Minthe...he loved Hades just as much. He owed Hades his livelihood after all. 

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toldchronicles‌:

            open    starter    !

        𝐡𝐞    𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭    𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝    𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬    𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠    𝐨𝐧    .    brown    hues    shift    over    the    crowd    ,    searching    for    familiar    faces    .    where    are    all    of    the    boys    ,    peter    ,    tink    ,    tiger    lily    ,    wendy    .    .    .    finn    ?    where    are    they    ?    his    stomach    is    in    knots    thinking    about    them    .    something    doesn’t    feel    right                it’s    unsettling    .    ❝    what    .    .    .    what    the    fuck    is    going    on    ?    ❞    panic    seeping    into    his    tone    .

Cerebrus walked annoyed in his crowd, this is worse night so far. He meet the other’s eyes and scowled. The taller looked down at him. “I don’t know what’s happening.” The hound said with a growl. “If you want to find out follow me.” He snapped. He didn’t care how the other perceived him. He wasn’t human after all.

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Ophelia nodded once, a nod of understanding.  Her relationship with her own father was complicated, to say the least, and she knew just how much it hurt to disappoint your father, even if she did not know the specifics of this particular situation.  “Did anyone get hurt?”  She did not want to pry, and she would not make him tell her anything he did not want to; she only wanted to understand as much of what had happened as she could, so that she would be able to find the best way to comfort him.

“Did anyone get hurt.” That wasn’t the question the hound asked himself. Souls escaping was a seriousness but- that was his duty to make sure they haven’t. He understands why Hades is mad. Cerberus respects the decision his master made. But as he thought, the tear streamed down his face. “I was.” He said pointing to his heart, unaware with the choas about to unfold. “In here.” 

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wethefated‌:

“I will absolutely do that.” Minthe nodded, though she wasn’t one to enjoy being drunk, she would leave that to everyone else and watch the fun. Tipsy was fine- but she wanted to recall everything that happened. “Just trying?” She tilted her head to the side curiously. “That doesn’t sound like you’re having too much fun.”

“Anything for you.” Cerby said a small smile. Maybe if the hound was more forward, he would have talked about it. But a few seconds before he opened his mouth, he heard the thud in the distance. His ears and head perked up. That wasn’t a sound he heard before. He growled as he turned his head. “What was that sound?” He said. 

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“Crowds can be overwhelming, and this is quite a crowd.”  Ophelia had been attending formal events like this for much of her life, though none quite so beautiful.  Crowds were nothing new to her, but she had found that there was a big difference between feeling alone in one and actually being alone.  The second was much more freeing, and she was much happier here than at the parties she used to attend, but that did not mean she felt at home.  “Yes, of course.  I promise.”  Her voice was soft, gentle, but firm.  Going unseen as often as she had done back home meant she was no stranger to other people’s secrets, but if there was one thing she could never do, it was betray another’s trust, especially not someone she cared about.  Whatever it was that was upsetting him, no one else would hear about it from her.

“It is.” Cerebrus said agreeing with the other, not even seeing his beauty. His loneliness was almost all consuming. But perhaps thats why it effected his mood. Cerebrus took a deep breath. “I might have done something I was supposed to do.” He admitted quickly. “My....” Cerebrus paused.What was the most honest word to describe Hades. “Father wasn’t happy.” Cerebrus sighed. “And I have been unhappy since.” He bowed his head down. ���And theres nothing I can do to fix it.” 

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“I can understand that,” she said.  There were a lot of people here, and while she was mostly just excited to be here, in awe of the beauty of her surroundings, she understood why it might be a bit overwhelming.  If she was honest, she herself was a little bit overwhelmed, underneath her excitement.  Still, the way he denied it made it very clear that it was more than just a need to adjust.  “But are you sure that’s all that it is?”

“How is that?” The hound asked curiously. It was reassuring to hear that. It feels weird to be in a party- being an animal for so long made it hard to understand. Cerby fidgeted nervously. Maybe he should talk about. Maybe she knew what t was like. But still- “If I tell you, will you promise not to tell anyone?” He asked. The last thing he needed was hades hearing he was talking about him behind his masters back. 

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what  was  this  curious  little  being ?  “  have  you  never  seen  a  goblin,  little  one ? ”  she  asked,  before  she  waved  a  hand ;  little  figurines  of  goblins  appearing  in  a  cloud  of  white  smoke,  dancing  on  the  table  in  front  of  him.  “  most  prefer  to  walk  on  their  fours   —  some  do  walk  upright  but  not  often. ”  she  raised  an  eyebrow  when  he  sat  up,  sending  a  sweet  smile.  “  by  requesting  a  different  song,  of  course. ”

Cerberus shook his head in response. “I haven’t seen many creatures unless they are dead.” The hound admitted. His eyes sparkled though as he watched the figures. “So they’re four legs and two legs.” Cerby said astonished. Like him. Cerby wanted to say despite his-situation. Cerby looked at her. “How do you do that?” Cerby asked distracted by the fae in his prescence. He wasn’t happy but he wasn’t moping either. 

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With everyone wearing masks, it was difficult to tell who anyone was, so when she spotted someone without one, and whom she recognized, she headed straight for him, slowing down when she realized how down he looked.  “Hi,” she said, offering him a small, soft smile.  “Are you okay?”

Cerby gave a tight smile. It was obvious to anyone in the distance he was not okay. Still, the hound is trying to deny it. He fidget in his seat. “Just adjusting to the surroundings.” He said. “I’m not feeling sad!” He said before licking the frosting quickly.