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canirove · 2 years ago

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The Princess & the Football Player | Chapter 18

Author’s note: This chapter was inspired by these gifs from last year. The last one lives rent free in my head since then 🥵

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"Good morning, your Royal Highness."

"Good morning, Declan Rice."

"Did you sleep well?"

"Like a baby. You have the most comfortable bed ever."

"Well, it is a queen size bed."

"What?" I laugh.

"That's what the guy from the shop said. Little did I know..." he smirks, the arm around my waist pulling me closer to him. "Are you hungry? Should we make some breakfast?"

"Not yet. I'm so comfortable and cosy here... Let's cuddle for a bit longer" I say, curling against his chest.

"As the lady commands" he replies, kissing the top of my head. "But do you think David will let us go out for a walk? It would be a shame to spend the day at home when the sun is shining.”

"We can ask. Where would you like to go?"

"Since last week you basically got a tour of my childhood through my photos, what if I take you to the real places? Like my school, the park where I used to play football..."

"That sounds lovely. Should I call him?"

"Do it" Declan smiles.

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"I don't think that is a great idea" David says after we've explained our plans.

"Why not?"

"Because someone could recognize you?"

"I have my wig. No one at the stadium recognized me" I say.

"Because you were surrounded by thousands of people who were more interested in what was going on in the pitch than the people around them. Here you will be alone, and with him."

"I'll wear a hat. That has worked before" Declan says.

"Has it?" David asks, raising an eyebrow.

"It has. And most people who recognize me just ignore me, they are tired of seeing me around visiting my family."

"I still think it is a bit risky. If they recognize you and see you with a girl, they may be curious about who she is and..."

"Oh, c'mon David. Don't be a party pooper" I pout.

"Ok, fine" he sighs. "But I'll be behind you all the time."

"Of course!"

"And I'm driving."

"Can't I do that?" Declan asks. "I really enjoyed our ride yesterday after the game."

"It is for your own good, David. You don't want to hear him sing."

"Hey!"

"I'm sorry, Dec. But you were born to play football and be hot, not to sing" I shrug.

"Ok, you can drive" David says. "But where do you want to go? I need to know the route."

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"And I got my first kiss under that sledge over there."

"With Lilith?"

"Nah. Her name was Elizabeth. Lizzy. I think she's already married and has three kids."

"Oh wow" I chuckle. "So this is where you used to hang around all the time as a kid?"

"Yup. And at that building there" Declan says, pointing at the end of the street "is my youth club."

"Oh... Is it open? Can we go?"

"Why are you so excited about it?" he chuckles.

"I don't know. You and your mum have told me so many stories about it, that now I am curious" I shrug.

"Ok, let's go" he says, giving my hand a little squeeze. So far we've been walking around holding hands or with his arm around my shoulders and no one has paid any attention to us. Guess the wig and the hat do work. Sometimes.

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"Welcome to the youth club, your Royal Highness" Declan says, opening the door for me.

"Thank you very much, Declan Rice" I giggle.

"You will feel at home here" he says, nodding towards a photo of my father.

"He hasn't looked like that in years" I laugh. "Remind me to send them an updated version."

"I should also send them an updated version" he says, stopping in front of a big mural with photos of kids playing football. "I still can't believe they allowed me to leave the house with that hair."

"Maybe that's the reason why they expelled you that one time."

"How do you know about that? Did my mum tell you?"

"You said it on that video with Amelia."

"You've watched my videos?"

"I did my research after I met you" I shrug.

"And you liked what you saw" he smirks.

"Very much. Though I still don't know how Amelia was able to finish that interview and stay focused. You were literally staring into her soul."

"I wasn't" he laughs.

"Yes, you were, Declan. I don't know what I would have done if I had been her, to be honest. Either lay on the floor on a puddle of my own droll, or throw myself at you."

"The second option is the most likely one" he smirks again. "Anyway, fancy a pool game?"

"I... I've never played pool."

"You've nev... Eleanor!"

"What?"

"I thought this was a game everyone played, royal or not."

"We do have a table back home, but I never was interested in it."

"And none of the guys you dated tried to teach you to have an excuse to touch your butt?" he asks, arching an eyebrow.

"They never dared."

"Boring."

"Is that why you play? To touch girls' butts?" I ask, also raising an eyebrow.

"Me? Never. But I am a really good teacher. Do you want me to show you?"

"Ok."

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"That's perfect" Declan says behind me. "Now hit the white ball."

"The white ball" I say, focusing on it... And missing.

"Don't worry, you just need to practice" he says with a smile before leaning over the table and hitting one of the balls.

"Jesus Christ, Declan."

"What? That was like the most basic thing you can do" he says, moving one of his hands all over the table as he gets up, making me feel... Hot. Very, hot.

"I wasn't talking about that."

"Uh?"

"It was the way you were leaning over the table. The way you then touched it. That was pornographic, Declan."

"That was what?" he laughs.

"I'm serious. Just thinking about it... Wow."

"Really?" he asks with a cheeky smile.

"Really. Can you get jealous of a pool table? Because I think I am."

"C'mon, it's your turn."

"What? You want me to keep playing? In this state and after showing you that I suck?"

"Yes, I do" he says, looking me in the eyes like on that YouTube video, staring into my soul and making my body temperature go a few more degrees up.

"This is a mistake."

"We'll see" he says, moving behind me. But this time, there barely is no space between us, and when I bend down, he does it with me, his hands on mine.

"You must focus, Eleanor."

"I can't focus when you are talking to my ear, and I can feel your dick against me."

"Language!" he laughs. "Focus on the orange one."

"Declan..."

"Focus" he repeats. But when I'm about to hit it, he gets up, his hands slowly moving from mine to my waist and then my hips.

"Fucking hell" I say, completely missing my shot. "Was that necessary?"

"Um?" he says, looking down at me, his hands still on my hips.

"You are not thinking about playing pool, are you?"

"I am not."

"And what are you thinking about?" I say, slowly moving up again until my back is against his chest.

"The same that you were thinking about when I was bending over the table."

"Pornographic things?" I ask, moving my butt against him.

"Fuck" he gasps.

"We can't do that here, Declan. What if someone walks in?"

"David is at the door, no one will come in" he says, kissing my neck.

"Still. What if he comes in?"

"Then at least I'll die a happy man."

"Declan!" I laugh.

"What are we going to do with this?"

"With what?"

"With what is going between our legs. We can't go out like this."

"We may have to" I say, moving my butt against him again, making him grunt.

"There is a bathroom over there."

"We are not having sex in the bathroom, Declan."

"It wouldn't be the first time" he says, leaving another kiss on my neck.

"But this is a public place, not a private Italian villa."

"And doesn't that make it more exciting?"

"No?" I chuckle.

"C'mon" he says, letting go of my hips and offering me his hand.

"Oh God, you are serious about this."

"I can take care of this on my own, or we can do it together" he shrugs.

"Did teenage Declan ever do it here?" I ask with a smile.

"Take care of himself or have sex?"

"Both."

"Never. Today will be the first time."

"If allow it" I say, making him laugh while I take his hand and follow him to the bathroom.

The moment he closes the door, he pushes me against it, kissing me, hands going all over each other.

"Did you lock it?" I ask him, throwing away his hat and getting my fingers tangled on his hair.

"I did."

"Check again."

"It is locked, Eleanor" he says before kissing me again, moving through the room until my back hits the sink.

"Careful" I chuckle. "I don't want a bruised back."

"Then I'll have to turn you around" he smirks, doing exactly that. Now we are looking at each other through the mirror's reflection, and again, I feel like he is staring into my soul.

He keeps looking at me like that while his hands move under my dress, his fingers slowly pulling down my underwear until it is on my ankles.

"You know, this sink may not be a pool table" he says, unbuttoning his jeans "but it may do the trick. What do you think?"

"It may" I whisper, my knuckles turning white as I hold onto it.

"I think it will. It definitely will."

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"Stop smiling like that."

"How?" Declan chuckles.

"Like that" I say pointing at his face. "Like you just had sex at your youth club."

"I didn't know there was a smile that said all that" he says, turning to look at me while we are stopped behind another car, a smirk on his face.

"Oh, shut up!" I say, moving his face with my hand and making him focus on the road again. After our little... experience in the bathroom, it was almost time to go back home. And thankfully, it looked like David didn't hear anything that happened, though he definitely suspects we did more than just play pool.

"I'm sorry if I can't help but smile. You know you were my crush when I was a teenager, this feels like full circle."

"Instead of just imagining yourself fucking me, you actually did it" I laugh.

"Exactly."

"Wait, you actually thought that as a teen?"

"Of course I did."

"Mason wasn't lying that day at the mini golf place, then?"

"Nope. I have that photo in my room because I loved seeing you on that black dress and think about taking it off. And that was a thought I had many times. Many times" he smirks.

"While touching yourself?"

"Usually, yes" he shrugs.

"Oh my God" I laugh again. "I need to search for it again."

"The dress?"

"Yep. That, or try and find the same one second hand or something."

"You have to find it. Please."

"Want to make your fantasy become a reality?" I ask, raising an eyebrow.

"I want to make my fantasy and yours a reality."

"Mine?"

"Yours, yes. First we'll have a romantic dinner at my place with good food, candles, nice music... And you will wear the dress. Then I'll take you up to my games room, take that dress off you, and fuck you on the pool table. Isn't that what you wanted today?" Declan says, turning to look at me.

"It was, yes" I gulp, my face definitely as red as the light we are stopped at.

"Then you know what to do. Find that dress, and then we'll schedule our date. Deal?"

"Deal."

"May I get a kiss on the cheek to close it? I must keep my eyes on the road."

"You may" I giggle.

"Thank you, your Royal Highness."

"You're welcome, Declan Rice."

#declan rice #declan rice fanfic #declan rice imagine #football fanfic #football imagine

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thatguywiththefaceog · 1 year ago

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Kinktober 2023 Day 4 Prostitution

The Owl House-Lumity plus Luz/Lilith, Luz/Hunter/Gus, Luz/OCs, Luz/Amity/Boscha

Amity needs funds for an expedition, so Luz decides to whore herself to the Boiling Isles

written for @kinktober2023

requested by anon

This story is rated E for explicit. It is for mature audiences only. All characters are over 18. NSFW under the cut.

Amity could tell they lost when Lilith walked out of the museum. Lilith shook her head, confirming Amity’s worst fears. The older witch put her hand on Amity’s shoulder as she said, "I'm so sorry sweetheart, but the board finds the whole expedition too expensive to fund. Why, they even ignored my suggestion, even though I'm the only one to successfully travel back in time! Those ingrates even-"

"Ms. Lilith!" Amity said before Lilith could go on a tangent. "It's fine. I'll think of something else."

Amity had developed a theory about other islands besides the Boiling Isles. Maybe from other titans or maybe landmass made out of rock, like Earth! But traveling that far out on the Boiling Sea would require a large crew and supplies enough to feed said crew. Which required snails. Her father didn't have as much as he used, using his talents to help people rather than charge them. And her mother… well was her mother. She had hoped the museum would provide funds, but that was now a dead end.

"That sucks!" Luz said as soon as Amity finished telling her.

"I know. Guess we're not ready to know the full extent of the demon realm," Amity sighed.

"Like he'll we're not!" Luz shouted. "If they won't give us the money, we'll have to make it ourselves!"

Amity beamed. That was the Luz Noceda she fell in love with. "Any ideas how?"

Luz blushed. "Actually, I do. I was thinking maybe I could be a hooker."

"Luz that is a wonderful idea!" Amity shouted.

"Really, you don't think I'm a pervert?"

"Oh you are definitely a pervert, but so am I. Besides I know sometimes you crave something that I lack. So yeah, I have no problems with it. In fact I think I can help. I could be your pimp, and step in when things get rough.” As she said that she made a giant fist with her abomination goo.

Luz kissed her on the cheek. “Amity, you're amazing!”

So they made plans and in about a week, Luz made her debut as a prostitute. Luz wanted a classic look, purple tube top, leather jacket, tight black mini shirt with fishnet stockings and pumps. Her face was slathered with red lipstick and blue eyeshadow. At midnight, she stood on a street corner, pretending to smoke a candy cigarette. She felt a tap of her shoulder.

"Hey baby, looking for a good- LILITH!"

"Hey Luz. Look, I feel bad about Amity’s expedition not getting funded, so I'm here to help, ah, donate what little I can."

Luz cocked her head with a sly grin. "Aunt Lilith, do you want to pay to have sex with me?"

Lilith was red faced. "I just, ah. How many snails is it to get eaten out?"

Luz took her to a hotel where the two undressed. After some brief heavy petting, the Luz went down to business. Lilith sat on the edge of the bed, her legs spread out. Her pink slit shined against her pale skin. A trim bush of orange and grey sat above it. Taking a deep breath, Luz ran her tongue over her aunt's wet sex. Lilith moaned as Luz’s tongue explored her lower area; she grabbed a bit of her hair.

"Hmmm, you taste good Lilith."

"Call-Call me Aunt Lilith." She pressed Luz’s face against her crotch. "No wait, call me Cool Aunt Lilith."

"Hmmm, Cool Aunt Lilith. Cool Aunt Lilith." Luz moaned between slurps.

Lilith's hips started to buck into Luz’s face. The older witch came. "Oh, Luz, Luz, Luz!"

In the end, Luz’s face and Lilith's crotch were a mess of smeared make-up, spit, and slick.

"Thank you Luz, that was exhilarating," Lilith said awkwardly handing Luz the money.

"Thank you, Cool Aunt Lilith." Luz spanked her bare ass as she made her way to her clothes.

Lilith wasn't the only one who came. Amity stood in the closet, her tights around her ankles, her wetness dripping down her thighs as she came down from her own orgasm.

Luz’s next customer was male basilisk who wanted simple vaginal sex.

"Alright," Luz told him. "But it's double if you want it raw.” Vee had taught Luz a lot about basilisk anatomy. She rubbed the front of his crotch area until his dick started to poke through. It was long, pink, and slimy. Luz stroked him until she was sure he was fully hard.

Luz laid back on the bed while the snake slithered on top of her. His penis hit her lips. It was difficult to push in but he made it through. Luz held on to him as he got deeper and deeper.

The two got in a comfortable enough position that the basilisk could thrust in earnest. Now that the initial penetration was done, it felt quite nice actually. As the snake humped her, his tail wrapped around her leg.

Luz came first, her walls squeezing his cock. Soon she felt a warm fire in her. The basilisk came, filling her up with his seed. But Luz felt a second sensation. Something big and hard was stretching out her entrance. The basilisk had knotted her!

Luz struggled to pull him out of her. After realizing he was stuck in there, she sighed. "Every minute in there is an extra 50 snails."

"Hss fair ssss."

Luz found herself back on the street, stretching out her legs. Ugggh, she was still sore. She was greeted by a pair of familiar faces. "Hunter! Gus! It's great to see you. I can't really talk right now, I'm working."

"That’s, huh, actually what we wanted to talk to you about."

"Oooooh, are you two looking to party?" Luz raised an eyebrow while she smirked at her friends.

"Nothing fancy," Gus said.

"Maybe just a couple of blowjobs?" Hunter asked.

Amity directed the group to an old empty bathroom. She stood as a lookout while the guys took off their pants. Luz was delighted to see that they were already half hard.

Grabbing a dick in each hand, she slowly stroked them. She started sucking off Hunter, his moans echoing throughout the toilet. After a few seconds, she turned her attention to Gus. Both of them were well endowed; but Gus was longer was Hunter's was girthier. Each had hair but Gus had more.

After a bit, they started helping Luz, thrusting into her mouth and smack her face with their balls while she jerked the other off.

Hunter came first, holding her head in place while he jizzed all over her face. Gus wasn't too far behind, added his cum to Hunter's. After passing high faces all around, the guys left while Luz washed her face in the sink.

Her next customer was the same type of demon as Warden Wrath. He didn’t have lips per sa, so Luz just sorta licked his teeth and sucked on his tongue.

But what the demon really wanted to do was anal. So after the beast lubed Luz up, he shoved his massive cock up her ass. And this thing was thick. Even after his massive fingers fingered her anus, she still had trouble taking him. But Luz was a professional, so she took it like a witch. Bent over with the demon behind her, she gritted her teeth and clung to the bed sheets, but by Titan she took him.

With tears in her eyes, she felt the demon begin to thrust in earnest. Thankfully he didn't last long and busted a nut in her ass. When he pulled out her butthole was left a huge gaping mess.

After a brief visit to a healer, she and Amity were laughing about on the street corner when a familiar voice interrupted them.

"Well, the rumors are true. Amity’s pet human is a whore."

"What do you want, Boscha?"

The tricyclops smirked. "Your girlfriend. I'll pay for her to eat out my asshole. And you get to watch." She tossed a bag full of snails at the two.

Amity caught the bag. She and Luz looked at each and smirked. "Deal."

Returning to the hotel room, the three wasted no time. Luz and Boscha undressed and took the bed. Amity sat in a chair facing them. Skipping any warm ups Boscha bet over and pulled her cheeks apart. "Bon appétit human."

Luz went right in, her tongue lapping at Boscha's dirty hole. Boscha must have been really excited with how wet she already was, Luz thought. She ran her finger up and down the witch's slit. Luz stuck two fingers into Boscha's snatch.

"How does it feel, Amity? Seeing what your girlfriend would do for some coins."

"Well gee Boscha, she's just providing a service. A needed one. After all, you're the one who needed to pay someone to get laid."

Boscha flushed at that. "You dare- aaagghhh!" Whatever retort she had died on her lips. Luz's tongue had pushed deeper into Boscha's ass.

"Yeah, she's very good with her tongue. I know," Amity said. The witch stood up, pulling down her pants. She claimed into the bed and wrapped her legs around Boscha's head. Amity’s mound was completely smooth Boscha noticed as it smooshed against her face. "Eat it," Amity commanded.

Feeling really turned on, Boscha obeyed. Her tongue explored her old friend's folds while Luz sucked her asshole. The human really started working on her clit. Meanwhile Amity was really grinding on Boscha's face, the grugby player's tongue swirling around Amity’s clit.

It was Boscha who came first; her sex spasming and her moans echoing into Amity’s pussy. She collapsed onto the bed, dizzy and light-headed. Amity and Luz lunged at each; turned on by each other's dominance of their old high school bully. As the two fucked, they shook the bed, rocking Boscha to sleep.

#kinktober 2023 #kinktober #lumity #the owl house #lemon

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mdhwrites · 2 years ago

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Lumity's relationship is not healthy, but they are cute...sometimes.

Spins and blushing at each other is a lot of what they have now, which is the easy part of a relationship, but there's no... equilibrium. No real give and take of treating each other as people. For me, the biggest example of this is how the writing of Covention's big Lumity talk is handled and how Reaching Out's is. Admittedly, I could do an entire review on why Reaching Out nukes Lumity for me but... I digress. In Covention, Luz runs after Amity because Amity is in obvious distress after Lilith has wronged her with the power glyph. After she has been shown to not be anything she'd thought she was in the moment and it's an IMPORTANT moment for her. Meanwhile, this fight almost didn't mean anything to Luz except for the eternal oath, especially since King treated it as not a big deal. Not to say Amity hasn't done wrong in this episode but Amity's pain is newer and more severe, especially to her. So what happens when they meet up? Luz apologizes. She gives Amity the comfort she needs before taking a chance to show Amity that maybe she's wrong. This mixed with the kindness shown to her actually does get Amity to acquiesce herself. Luz gives her something she needs, so she gives Luz she wants: validation. A witch telling her maybe she can do it and unbinding the oath, the worst thing Amity had done that episode, in order to let Luz continue to practice magic. Both characters are hurt in some way, both show the care to help the other feel better, genuinely feel better, and also show enough attention to the other to give them what they need to feel better in ways that only their characters can allow them to. If Amity weren't as serious as she was back then, would her words have hit Luz like they did? I mean, who cares if a D and F student says you can go far? They don't know what it takes? But if Luz hadn't been so sweet and HONEST, would she have been willing to be as brutal on herself as Amity demanded she was? Would she have been so gentle in showing the light glyph to Amity? Willing to be meek and not ask about the oath because she was simply focused on making sure Amity was okay and understood her? And then you have Reaching Out. In its big Lumity conversation, Amity has done... Literally nothing wrong the entire episode? She has shown care for Luz, been conquering her battles and supporting Luz. Meanwhile, she has been lied to, actively sabotaged, had Luz literally ignore that she was injured and have that injury be treated as an inconvenience because Amity isn't there enough for Luz's brain, oh, and Luz finds Amity fighting in an underground tournament, on a day where she's thinking about lost loved ones, really boring apparently. But Amity is the one who first has to show kindness. Otherwise, Luz just sits there. Amity is the one to beg to hear what's wrong because she knows Luz is in pain. Mind you, this is also after the two promised each other to stop keeping secrets LITERALLY THREE EPISODES AGO. (And Luz will lie to her at least two more times within a season... AT LEAST) But hey, it is Amity being a good girlfriend. Then Luz... Does apologize? But it's a really bad apology, especially since the framing of it and even how Luz tells it, makes it all sound like an excuse. Even the "I know it doesn't excuse it" feels like "Yeah, sure." There's nothing about how she's hurt Amity, or about what she's done wrong in the episode besides a token admission that she's done something wrong and it doesn't address anything that is actively distressing Amity besides the fact that LUZ is in pain. And what is the aftermath? What sort of closure does either get like in Covention for this? I guess Amity gets to make up with her dad but she doesn't get to win the belt, her goal of the episode, and even her making up with her dad is... clunky. She never really gets him telling her just how proud he is, just a "I'll try to do better." That's fucking it for what Amity gets for being a font of kindness and understanding. Luz on the other hand? She comes back like a hero, gets these great flourishes and animation for her plan and is the person to actually take down the beast, effectively winning her the Bonesborough Brawl. Why? MAIN CHARACTER I GUESS. (Which is also way worse writing for her than in Eda's Requiem.) It's... It's one of those things I just can't get out of my head. That it feels like the whole episode implied that Luz can only be kind when things are good for her already. That if she's distressed, no one else matters, let alone Amity. And that fucking blows. And the fact that the show's writing, down to the episode they kiss, constantly follows this in S2B of Lumity being entirely lopsided towards making Luz seem great while Amity is just the perfect girlfriend, even to where she's slipping more and more into a clutzy girlfriend *eye twitch* is... Frustrating. And honestly just really sad. And I'll also admit that part of my feelings on Lumity are personal because of things that have happened around me but I would hope that I also show with these posts that there's a genuine reason for why I feel the way I do.

#Lumity #TOH #Ramble

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legends-of-time · 11 months ago

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Thorn Bush (Doctor Who Story)

Chapter 16: The Shakespeare Code

Masterlist

A/N: Sad to hear the news about Bernard Cribbins. He will be missed.

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1599 AD/CE

Kathy arrives in London a couple of years before the Tenth Doctor and Martha arrive, so as to settle herself into this life. She gets a job at the Elephant Inn under Dolly Bailey.

Carlyle and Ashildr are still off doing their own thing though they did pop in after Kathy arrived in London. Kathy warned them that they can't stay for long as the Doctor that will be arriving hasn't met Ashildr yet.

There is a performance of Loves Labour's Lost at the Globe and once she hears that William has announced that Loves Labour's Won will be performed the next night instead of next week, Kathy knows that the Doctor and Martha have arrived.

As she serves up the three men at the inn, she's buzzing with excitement at meeting a new companion. It'll be odd and emotional seeing this Doctor after saying goodbye not long before. It will also be the second youngest she has seen the Doctor.

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"Here ya go, Will. Drink up." Kathy says as she walks into the room and places down a tray of tanks of beer. "There's enough beer in this lodgings house to sink the Spanish." She doles out the tanks to three men at the table.

"Kathy Davis, you've saved my life." Will remarks.

"I'm sure Dolly Bailey will do more than that later tonight." Kathy replies. She turns to Lilith, one of the witches pretending to be a maid. "And you, girl, hurry up with your tasks. The talk of gentlemen is best not overheard." She knows this is one of the witches but she does not want to give the game away.

"Yes, ma'am. Sorry, ma'am." Lilith says. Kathy watches her leave with narrowed eyes. She knows the Doctor will turn up soon, she felt the pull when he arrived.

"You must be mad, Will." Richard Burbage, otherwise known as Dick, declares. "'Loves Labour's Won'? We're not ready. It's supposed to be next week. What made you say that?"

"You haven't even finished it yet." Will Kempe points out.

"I've just got the final scene to go. You'll get it by morning." Will reassures. He drinks his beer.

"Hello!" Kathy sees the Tenth Doctor appear and knock on the open door. "Excuse me! I'm not interrupting, am I? Kathy?" He faults when he sees her before grinning. "Hello!"

"Hello there." Kathy says.

"Brilliant!" The Doctor turns to Will. "Mr. Shakespeare, isn't it?"

Will groans, putting a hand to his forehead. "Oh no, no, no, no. Who let you in? No autographs. No, you can't have yourself sketched with me. And please don't ask where I get my ideas from. Thanks for the interest. Now be a good boy and shove..." he then sees Martha standing behind the Doctor. "Hey, nonny nonny. Sit right down here next to me." Will turns to Dick and Kempe. "You two get sewing on them costumes. Off you go."

"Come on, lads. I think our William's found his new muse." Kathy remarks to the two men.

Martha sees Kathy and gives her a hug. "Kathy! It's great to see you again. How are you here?"

"Well, firstly for me it's the first time and secondly, why not?"

Martha frowns, confused. "What?"

"I'll explain later." The Doctor mutters.

"Sweet lady." Will says in awe as Martha and the Doctor sit at the table. "Such unusual clothes. So... fitted."

"Um, verily, forsooth, egads." Martha stumbles. Kathy can see she's nervous and excited. It reminds her of Rose. Kathy looks at the Doctor sadly knowing this is him just after his loss.

"No, no, don't do that. Don't." The Doctor says to her before holding out the psychic paper to Will. "I'm Sir Doctor of TARDIS and this is my companion, Miss Martha Jones."

Will observes the paper. "Interesting, that bit of paper. It's blank."

The Doctor stares at him impressed. "Oh, that's... very clever. That proves it. Absolute genius."

Martha peers at the paper. "No, it says so right there. Sir Doctor, Martha Jones. It says so."

"And I say it's blank." Will retorts.

"Psychic paper. Um, long story. Oh, I hate starting from scratch." The Doctor complains to Martha. He puts the psychic paper away.

"So rude." Kathy remarks.

"Psychic. Never heard that before and words are my trade." Will wonders. "Who are you exactly? More's the point, who is your delicious blackamoor lady?"

Martha is shocked at his words. "What did you say?" She asks, aghast.

"Oops." Will says though he doesn't look sorry. "Isn't that a word we use nowadays? An Ethiop girl? A swarth? A Queen of Afric..."

"Hey, Will." Kathy quickly interrupts. "The lady does not like it, so stop." Martha gives her a thankful look. Will shrugs carelessly but stops speaking.

"Um, Martha's from a far-off land. Freedonia." The Doctor explains.

"Excuse me!" Mr Lynley, the Master of the Revels, enters the room. "Hold hard a moment. This is abominable behaviour. A new play with no warning? I demand to see a script, Mr Shakespeare. As Master of the Revels, every new script must be registered at my office and examined by me before it can be performed."

"Tomorrow morning, first thing, I'll send it 'round." Will reassures.

"I don't work to your schedule, you work to mine." Lynley snaps. "The script, now!"

"I can't."

"Then tomorrow's performance is cancelled." Lynley announces.

"It's all go, 'round here, isn't it?" Martha remarks.

"I'm returning to my office for a banning order. If it's the last thing I do, 'Love's Labours Won' will never be played." Lynley declares. He leaves. Kathy wishes to stop it but she doesn't know how as she can't help but think of the consequences if the witches learn they've been caught too soon.

Martha takes a sip of her beer. "Well, then... mystery solved. That's 'Love's Labours Won' over and done with. Thought it might be something more, you know... more mysterious."

Just as she says those words, they hear screaming from outside. Oh no, she had failed. They rush out to the street where Lynley is staggering and spitting up water. Dolly Bailey joins them.

"It's that Lynley bloke." Martha says.

"What's wrong with him?" The Doctor questions.

"He's drowning." Kathy tells him.

"Drowning? Leave it to me. I'm a doctor." The Doctor says. He goes to Lynley's side.

"So am I near enough." Martha joins him.

Lynley falls to the ground despite Martha and the Doctor holding him. Kathy squeezes her eyes closed so as not to look at another life she has failed to save. The Doctor stands and runs to look down the street.

Martha listens for a heartbeat and breathing. "Gotta get the heart going. Mr Lynley, c'mon, can you hear me? You're gonna be all right." She prepares to start mouth-to-mouth as the Doctor returns and Kathy joins them. Water gushes from Lynley's mouth. "What the hell is that?"

"I've never seen a death like it. His lungs are full of water, he drowned and then... I dunno, like a blow to the heart, an invisible blow." The Doctor observes in disbelief. "Kathy?"

"There's something else at play that we can't tell these lot." Kathy replies.

"You're right." He stands and addresses Dolly. "Good mistress, this poor fellow has died from a sudden imbalance of the humours. A natural if unfortunate demise. Call a constable and have him taken away."

"Yes, sir." Lilith joins them. Kathy gives her a stony look.

"I'll do it, ma'am." Lilith says. She walks away. The Doctor crouches back down beside the body.

"And why are you telling them that?" Martha asks.

"The Dark Ages has only just finished." Kathy explains.

"If I tell them the truth, they'll panic and think it was witchcraft." The Doctor adds.

"Okay, what was it then?" Martha asks.

"Witchcraft."

——

They all walk back into the Elephant Inn, digesting what has happened.

"I got you a room, Sir Doctor. You and Miss Jones are just across the landing." Dolly Bailey says. She leaves.

"Poor Lynley. So many strange events." Will says. "Not least of all, this land of Freedonia where a woman can be a doctor?"

"Where a woman can do what she likes." Martha replies.

"And you, Sir Doctor. How can a man so young have eyes so old?"

"I do a lot of reading." The Doctor replies shortly.

"A trite reply. Yeah, that's what I'd do." Will shrugs off and turns to Martha. "And you, you look at him like you're surprised he exists. He's as much of a puzzle to you as he is to me. While Kathy is unsurprised. Understandable as she's always been a mystery herself."

Kathy shrugs with a smirk.

"I think we should say good night." Martha quickly says. She leaves.

"I must work. I have a play to complete." Will announces as the Doctor and Kathy walk to the door. "But I'll get my answers tomorrow, Doctor, and I'll discover more about you and why this constant performance of yours."

The Doctor stops at the doorway. "All the world's a stage." Kathy rolls her eyes and leaves as they continue to talk.

——

"How do you know who I am if we've never met?" Martha questions Kathy as the latter joins the former in her room. "Last time I met you, you said you had met me before and I thought maybe that's how you knew what was going to happen with the Judoon but this time you seem to know a lot more than you say and I can't have told you. So, what gives?"

"You're good Martha Jones." Kathy casually remarks.

Martha huffs and puts her hands on her hips. "Well, come on! You're not just an alien, are you?"

"No, I was human once." Kathy explains. It's getting confusing who she's told what.

Martha's eyes widen in disbelief. "What, how? How did you change?" She asks.

Kathy shrugs. "Don't really know, just that I was human, living my life and watching this Tv show called Doctor Who."

Martha feels back in shock. "What?!"

"Yeah." Kathy chuckles. "Then one day I die just after my 21st birthday and reborn into a different world and suddenly I am meeting the alien that I had watched on Tv so much and everyone he's travelled with it seems." She knows she's met a lot of them but there's still some to go even with just new who companions.

"So, you're from a different dimension?"

"Yeah, seems so."

"How did you die?" Martha asks. Kathy pulls a face, about to avoid it when the Doctor walks in.

"It's not exactly five-star, is it?" Kathy says to quickly change the conversation. Taking Martha's line seemed a quick way to do it. The Doctor looks at her softly. She knows he probably heard the tail end of their conversation but also wonders if she ever tells him what she dares not to think about.

"Oh, it'll do. I've seen worse." The Doctor casually replies.

Martha, unhappy about the change in conversation, moves on. "I haven't even got a toothbrush."

"Ooh." The Doctor pats his pockets and pulls out a brush. "Contains Venusian spearmint."

Martha takes it. "So, who's going where? I mean, there's only one bed." She points out. Kathy winces. This is the bit she didn't like about the time Martha travelled with the Doctor, the unrequited crush.

"Well, I already have a room so don't mind me." Kathy says.

"We'll manage. C'mon." The Doctor flops onto the bed. Martha continues standing.

Kathy knows she needs to get moving if she wants to try to save Dolly, the next victim. "I've got to go. There's something to do. Hopefully I'm successful." She says, turning to leave the room.

"With what?" Martha asks.

"Spoilers."

——

"Dolly." Kathy greets her once she finds the woman.

"Kathy." Dolly greets back. "You go to bed now. Nearly finished with the cleaning then Will be getting his special treat tonight." Dolly does a wink.

"Maybe you should go to bed?" Kathy suggests. "Will has a long night of finishing the play and he might be too tired."

"He better not."

"Dolly please." Kathy pleads.

Dolly huffs irritably. "I know you worry for me Kathy but I can look after myself."

"Dolly..." Kathy pushes despite the growing irate coming from Dolly.

"Go to bed Kathy! I'm in charge, you're not." Dolly storms off towards Will's room.

Kathy doesn't know what to do except to wait. Before long she hears Dolly scream and bolts to the room.

——

She arrives to see Will slumped over. Dolly lies unmoving and Kathy quickly attempts to do CPR but soon realises it isn't doing anything. Will wakes with a start when the Doctor and Martha enter and stop to examine Dolly's body.

"Wha'? What was that?" Will slurs sleepily.

Kathy lets out a small sob. "I tried to save her."

"It's not your fault, Kathy." The Doctor says, putting a comforting hand on her back. Martha meanwhile runs to the window.

"Her heart gave out. She died of fright." The Doctor observes. "Kathy, what happened?"

"Lilith did this." Kathy tearfully replies. She really shouldn't have grown attached to this woman, knowing what was coming, but she couldn't help herself. It seems Kathy always seems to be hurting herself when it comes to this. "She's a witch. The one Martha is watching fly away."

"Doctor?" Martha calls. The Doctor and Kathy join her at the window.

"What did you see?" The Doctor asks.

"Just as Kathy said. A witch."

——

They gather in Will's room in the inn at dawn the next day. The Doctor and Martha sit at his desk while Kathy leans against the wall feeling guilty though she does feel glad that despite living over a thousand years of this life, she can still feel sorrow when someone dies.

"Oh, sweet Dolly Bailey." Will says as he looks out the window before turning to them. "She sat out three bouts of the plague in this place. We all ran like rats. But what could have scared her so? She had such enormous spirit." He sits.

"'Rage, rage against the dying of the light.'" The Doctor murmurs.

"I might use that." Will remarks.

Kathy huffs. "Not the time."

"You can't. It's someone else's." The Doctor dismisses the writer. But not for a couple more hundred years if Kathy remembers correctly.

"But the thing is, Lynley drowned on dry land, Dolly died of fright and they were both connected to you." Martha says contemplatively.

"You're accusing me?" Will asks, frowning.

"No," Martha denies, "but I saw a witch, big as you like, flying, cackling away, and you've written about witches." Kathy winces.

"I have? When was that?" Will asks, flabbergasted.

"Not, not quite yet." The Doctor tells her in a low voice.

"Peter Streete spoke of witches." Will murmurs.

"Who's Peter Streete?" Martha asks.

"The builder." Kathy explains, drawing their attention. "He sketched the plans to the Globe."

"The architect. Hold on." It begins to dawn on the Doctor. "The architect! The architect!" He slams his fist on the table and jumps up. "The Globe! Come on!" He rushes off, followed by Martha, Kathy and Will.

——

The Doctor is in the pit of the Globe while Martha, Kathy and Will are onstage. Kathy watches as he darts about, thinking it best to let him work things out naturally as much as she can. She still fears messing things up too much sometimes.

"The columns there, right? 14 sides." The Doctor contemplates, gazing around him. "I've always wondered but I never asked... tell me, Will, why 14 sides?"

"It was the shape Peter Streete thought best, that's all. Said it carried the sound well." Will shrugs as he answers.

"14. Why does that ring a bell? 14..."

"There are 14 lines in a sonnet." Martha points out.

"So there is. Good point. Words and shapes following the same design." The Doctor paces. "14 lines, 14 sides, 14 facets... Oh, my head. Tetradecagon... think, think, think! Words, letters, numbers, lines!" He hits himself on the top of his head.

"This is just a theatre." Will argues.

"The Globe is not just a theatre." Kathy argues. "It's a powerful place where the right words with the right emphasis at the right time could make people weep, or cry with joy, change them. You would have the ability to change people's minds just with words in this place. And if you exaggerate that..." She can see the dots connecting in the Doctor's mind.

"It's like the Doctor's police box. Small wooden box with all that power inside." Martha adds.

"Oh. Oh, Martha Jones, I like you." The Doctor remarks joyfully. "Tell you what, though. Peter Streete would know. Can I talk to him?"

"You won't get an answer. A month after finishing this place... lost his mind." Will explains solemnly.

"Why? What happened?" Martha asks.

"Started raving about witches, hearing voices, babbling. His mind was addled."

"Where is he now?" The Doctor asks.

"Bedlam." Kathy winces at his words.

"What's Bedlam?" Martha questions.

"Bethlem Hospital." Kathy answers her. "It's where those deemed mentally ill go." That's putting it lightly.

"We're gonna go there. Right now. Come on." The Doctor declares. He heads out. Martha and Kathy follow as does Will.

"Wait! I'm coming with you. I want to witness this at first hand!" Will calls. Two young actors enter that Kathy recognises but doesn't know their names. Will hands one the script. "Ralph, the last scene as promised. Copy it, hand it round. Learn it. Speak it. Back before curtain up. Remember, kid, project. Eyes and teeth. You never know; the Queen might turn up." He walks out.

Kathy looks back at him with a smirk. "As if. She never does."

Will points at her. "You know something."

Kathy shrugs, "Spoilers," and they hurry to catch up with the Doctor and Martha.

——

In the street, Will starts questioning Martha. "So, tell me of Freedonia, where women can be doctors, writers, actors."

"This country's ruled by a woman." Martha argues.

"Ah, she's royal. That's God's business. Though you are a royal beauty." Will flirts. Martha stops causing Will and Kathy, whose just behind them, to stop.

"Whoa, Nelly! I know for a fact you've got a wife in the country." Martha laughs.

"But Martha, this is Town."

The Doctor runs over to them, annoyed. "Come on! We can all have a good flirt later."

Will gives the Doctor a once over and smirks. "Is that a promise, Doctor?"

Kathy laughs. "Oh, brilliant Will." She pats him on the shoulder. "You've made some academics very happy."

The Doctor groans and rolls his eyes. "Come on!"

——

They enter Bedlam and are greeted by loud screams and moans sound. The Doctor, Kathy, Martha and Will are led through the halls. Kathy can't help but think it looks like an old-time dungeon.

"Does my lord, Doctor, wish some entertainment while he waits?" The Jailer offers. "I'd whip these madmen. They'll put on a good show for ya. Bandog and Bedlam!" Kathy flinches as a man reaches for her from his cell (what other word should she call it?), begging to be free.

"No, I don't!" The Doctor snaps, disgusted.

"Wait here, my lords, while I make him decent for the ladies." The Jailer walks away.

Martha turns on Will. "So, this is what you call a hospital, yeah? Where the patients are whipped to entertain the gentry? And you put your friend in here?"

"Oh, and it's all so different in Freedonia." Will mocks.

"But you're clever! Do you honestly think this place is any good?" Martha argues.

"I've been mad. I've lost my mind. Fear of this place set me right again. It serves its purpose." Will counters. Kathy can see him looking around the place, the look on his face is a mixture of appalled and fearful.

"Mad in what way?"

"You lost your son." Kathy says softly. She remembers losing her little Payton so many years ago. She looks at the sad look on the Doctor's face, recalling he knows the loss of your own children far too well.

"My only boy. The Black Death took him. I wasn't even there." Will confesses sombrely.

"I didn't know. I'm sorry." Martha apologises.

"It made me question everything. The futility of this fleeting existence. To be or not to be..." he continues before stopping. "Oh, that's quite good."

"You should write that down." The Doctor remarks.

"Hm, maybe not. A bit pretentious?" The Doctor shrugs at his words.

"Nothing wrong with that now and again." Kathy argues with a small smile. The whole place seems to be getting to her.

"This way, m'lord!" The Jailer calls. They walk down the hall to Peter Streete's cell. The Jailer unlocks the door. Peter is sitting on a bench in rags with his back to them. "They can be dangerous, m'lord. Don't know their own strength."

"I think it helps if you don't whip them! Now get out!" The Doctor snaps. The Jailer looks shocked at his words and leaves and the Doctor and Kathy approach Peter slowly. The Jailer closes and locks the cell. "Peter? Peter Streete?"

"He's the same as he was. You'll get nothing out of him." Will tells them.

"I beg to differ." Kathy says. She lays a hand on Peter's shoulder. "Peter?" Peter's head jerks up and he looks at the Doctor and Kathy with wild, glassy eyes and seems like he wants to speak.

The Doctor places his fingertips along Peter's face. "Peter, I'm the Doctor. Go into the past, one year ago. Let your mind go back, back to when everything was fine and shining. Everything that happened in this year since happened to somebody else. It was just a story. A winter's tale. Let go. Listen. That's it, just let go." He lies Peter down on his cot and stands with Kathy. "Tell me the story, Peter. Tell me about the witches."

"Witches... spoke to Peter. In the night, they whispered." Peter speaks. His body jerks and his hands come up to his gear as if to mimic the whispering. "Got Peter to build the Globe to their design. Their design! The 14 walls, always 14. When the work was done... they," he laughs manically, "they sapped poor Peter's wits."

"Where did Peter see the witches? Where in the city?" The Doctor prompts. Peter struggles to respond, panting heavily, his mind slipping. He crouches beside Peter. "Peter, tell me. You've got to tell me where were they?"

"All Hallows Street."

"Too many words." Hisses one of the witches that appears next to the Doctor. Kathy leaps in surprise though she knew the creature was going to appear. She follows the Doctor as he goes to stand beside Martha.

"What the hell?" Martha exclaims in shock.

"Just one touch of the heart." The creature holds up her pointer finger.

"Noooo!!" Kathy leaps forward to stop her but the creature is too quick and lays a hand on Peter's chest.

"Ahhhhh!" Peter cries as he dies. Kathy feels tears pricking her eyes, the consolation is that Peter will no longer be tormented by the cruel world.

"Witch! I'm seeing a witch!" Will cries in disbelief. Kathy almost finds it funny that this is probably what is going to inspire him to write Macbeth.

"Who would be next, hmm? Just one touch." The witch mockingly jests. "Oh, oh, I'll stop your frantic hearts. Poor, fragile mortals."

Martha turns to shout at the door. "Let us out! Let us out!" Kathy stays calm as she knows they'll be fine.

"That's not gonna work." Kathy tells her. "The whole building's shouting that."

"Who will die first, hmm?" The witch asks.

"Well, if you're looking for volunteers." The Doctor offers. He walks towards the creature.

"No! Don't!" Martha exclaims.

"Doctor, can you stop her?" Will questions fearfully.

"No mortal has power over me." The witch says smugly.

"Oh, but there's a power in words." Kathy argues. Her expression drops. "If he can find the right one, if he can just know you..." She herself doesn't name her as she wants the Doctor to work it out himself.

"None on Earth has knowledge of us." The creature, the Carrionite, protests.

"Then it's a good thing I'm here." The Doctor remarks. "Now think, think, think... Humanoid female, uses shapes and words to channel energy... ah, 14! That's it! 14! The 14 stars of the Rexel planetary configuration! Creature, I name you Carrionite!" The Carrionite wails and disappears.

"What did you do?" Martha asks.

"I named her. The power of a name. That's old magic." The Doctor answers.

"But there's no such thing as magic."

"Well, it's just a different sort of science. You lot, you chose mathematics. Given the right string of numbers, the right equation, you can split the atom. Carrionites use words instead." The Doctor explains.

"Use them for what?" Will asks.

"The end of the world." Kathy states. Will and Martha look at her wide eyed.

——

They retreat back to the Elephant Inn. Will begins cleaning himself in a bowl as the Doctor talks.

"The Carrionites disappeared way back at the dawn of the universe. Nobody was sure if they were real or legend." The Time Lord paces.

"Well, I'm going for real." Will remarks as he pats down his face with a towel.

"But what do they want?" Martha questions, leaning against a cabinet.

"A new empire on Earth. A world of bones and blood and witchcraft." Kathy answers.

"But how?"

"I'm looking at the man with the words." The Doctor looks pointedly at Will.

"Me? But I've done nothing." Will argues looking bewildered at the accusation.

"Hold on, though." Martha says thoughtfully. "What were you doing last night, when that Carrionite was in the room?"

"Finishing the play."

Kathy raises an eyebrow. "What happens on the last page?"

Will shrugs. "The boys get the girls. They have a bit of a dance. It's all as funny and thought provoking as usual," he frowns, "except those last few lines. Funny thing is... I don't actually remember writing them."

"That's it. They used you." The Doctor realises. "They gave you the final words. Like a spell, like a code. "Love's Labours Won", it's a weapon! The right combination of words, spoken at the right place with the shape of the Globe as an energy converter! The play's the thing! And yes, you can have that." Will smirks.

A map is pulled out and the Doctor looks at it. "All Hallows Street. There it is. Martha, Kathy, we'll track them down." They nod. Kathy knows she'll be no help going with Will. "Will, you get to the Globe. Whatever you do, stop that play!"

"I'll do it." Will shakes the Doctor's hand. "All these years I've been the cleverest man around. Next to you, I know nothing."

"Oh, don't complain." Martha remarks.

"I'm not. It's marvellous. Good luck, Doctor."

"Good luck, Shakespeare." The Doctor heads for the door with Kathy and Martha behind him. "Once more unto the breach!"

"I like that." Will compliments before realising, "Wait a minute... that's one of mine."

Kathy pokes her head around the door. "Oh, just shift!"

——

"All Hallows Street, but which house?" The Doctor murmurs as they wander down the street. Kathy struggles to remember which house it is as they all look the same.

"The thing is, though... am I missing something here? The world didn't end in 1599. It just didn't. Look at me, I'm living proof." Martha argues.

"That's not how it works Martha." Kathy protests. "Not everything stays the same. Like the film "Back to the Future" where Marty McFly goes back and changes history meaning he starts fading away."

Martha's eyes widen when it dawns on her. "Oh my God, am I gonna fade?"

"You and the entire future of the human race. It ends right now in 1599 if we don't stop it." The Doctor declares. "But which house?" The door to Lilith's house slowly opens. "Ah, make that witch house."

They walk inside to where Lilith is waiting. The place is filled with chains, whips and other decorations from a horror film. Lilith stands at the end of the room smirking maliciously at them.

"I take it we're expected." The Doctor remarks.

"Oh, I think Death has been waiting for you a very long time." Lilith calmly replies.

"Right then, it's my turn." Martha steps forward. "I know how to do this." She points. "I name thee, Carrionite!" Lilith is unaffected and chuckles. Martha frowns in confusion. "What did I do wrong? Was it the finger?"

"The power of a name works only once. Observe." Lilith points at Martha. "I gaze upon this bag of bones and now I name thee Martha Jones." Martha collapses and Kathy lowers her to the ground.

"What have you done?" The Doctor cries kneeling down next to them.

Lilith looks mildly annoyed. "Only sleeping, alas. Curious, the name has less impact. She's somehow out of her time. And as for you, Sir Doctor!" She points, expecting a reaction but nothing happens. "Fascinating. There is no name. Why would a man hide his title in such despair? Oh, but look. There's still one word with the power that aches."

"The naming won't work on me." The Doctor snaps.

"But your heart grows cold." Lilith continues, pleased she's caught him. "The north wind blows and carries down the distant... Rose."

The Doctor stands. "Oh, big mistake 'cos that name keeps me fighting! The Carrionites vanished! Where did you go?" He demands to know.

Lilith huffs. "The Eternals found the right word to banish us into deep darkness."

Lilith and the Doctor begin a back and forth of how they escaped and what the Carrionites' plans are. The Carrionite boasts about how their species will return. Kathy stays by Martha, watching over her.

"Hmm... busy schedule... but first you gotta get past me." The Doctor now stands face-to-face with Lilith.

"Oh, that should be a pleasure considering my enemy has such a handsome shape." Lilith runs her fingers along his face seductively.

"Now, that's one form of magic that's definitely not gonna work on me." The Doctor retorts.

"Oh, we'll see." She yanks a lock of hair from his head and backs away. Kathy worries that if she tries to stop the Carrionites' current actions, she might do much worse.

The Doctor fingers his head. "What did you do?"

"Souvenir."

"Well, give it back!" Lilith throws up her arms and the window behind her opens and she flies out backwards, levitating outside. The Doctor runs to the windowsill. "Well, that's just cheating."

Lilith practically cackles. "Behold, Doctor. Men to Carrionites are nothing but puppets." She pulls out a doll and wraps his hair about it. Kathy sees Martha waking slowly.

"Wha—"

"Ssh." Kathy quietly murmurs. "Not yet." Once Lilith leaves, they can help the Doctor and save the earth.

"What use is your science now?" Kathy hears Lilith says as she stabs the doll. The Doctor lets out a cry and falls to the floor as Lilith cackles and flies away.

Kathy and Martha rush to the Doctor.

"Oh my God! Doctor! Don't worry, I've got you." Martha rolls him onto his back

"Martha, he's fine." Kathy tells her. "Two hearts remember?"

"Right." Martha sighs. "Come on mister."

"You're making a habit of this." The Doctor murmurs, he quickly stands and nearly falls. "Aahh!" He cries. Kathy and Martha support him. "I've only got one heart working. How do you people cope?"

"I used to cope just fine." Kathy retorts.

"I've got to get the other one started. Hit me! Hit me on the chest!" The Doctor orders. Martha hits him. "Aahh! Other side!" Kathy hits him this time. "On the back! On the back!" Martha does so. "Left a bit!" Kathy does it. "Ahh, lovely." The Doctor stands. "There we go! Ba-da-boom! Well, what are you standing there for? Come one! The Globe!" He rushes out followed by Martha and Kathy.

They run out through the streets but the Doctor begins running in the wrong direction. Kathy stops once she realises while Martha continues to follow.

"We're going the wrong way!" Martha yells.

"No, we're not! Running down a different street." The Doctor argues. Kathy stands and waits for him to realise.

"We're going the wrong way!" They run back the way they came, past Kathy. "Come on Kathy!"

Kathy rolls her eyes and follows.

They all hear screaming and see a red glow of energy pouring from the Globe. The play had already done its part. People on the street run around screaming while a preacher cries, "I told thee so! I told thee!" Thunderclouds and lightning form over the Globe mixing with the red glow as the three run into the theatre to stop the chaos.

——

They enter the theatre through the back door to find Will sitting on the ground, holding his head.

"Stop the play! I think that was it. Yeah, I said, "Stop the play"!" The Doctor yells at him.

"I hit my head." Will groans.

The Doctor rolls his eyes and shakes his head. "Yeah, don't rub it, you'll go bald." He remarks. Screams can be heard from out front. "I think that's my cue!" He runs out with Kathy. Martha grabs Will's hand and they follow.

"Now begins the millennium of blood!" The Carrionites cackle as Kathy and the Doctor run onstage with Martha and Will behind them. Kathy winces at the force of the wind. Lilith holds up the crystal orb.

"The Doctor! He lives! Then watch this world become a blasted heath! They come! They come!" Lilith cries. The remaining Carrionites freed from the crystal fly about the Globe.

The Doctor grabs Will. "Come on, Will! History needs you!"

"But what can I do?" Will asks, bewildered.

"Reverse it!" Kathy yells. "You need to say the right words and the Globe will give it power!"

"But what words? I have none ready!" Will protests.

"You're William Shakespeare!" The Doctor reasons, swatting his arm.

"But these Carrionite phrases, the need such precision!"

"You can do this Will. Trust yourself." Kathy cries. "When you're locked away in your room, the words just come, don't they? Like magic. Words that last forever!"

"That's what you do, Will! You choose perfect words. Do it. Improvise!" The Doctor persuades.

Will takes a moment to compose himself as he turns to the flying Carrionites. "Close up this den of hateful, dire decay! Decomposition of your witches' plot! You thieve my brains, consider me your toy. My doting Doctor tells me I am not!"

"No! Words of power!" Lilith wails.

"Foul Carrionite spectres, cease your show! Between the points..." Will looks to the Doctor.

"7-6-1-3-9-0!" The Doctor replies loudly so as to be heard over the screeches.

"7-6-1-3-9-0! And banished like a tinker's cuss, I say to thee..." Again, looks to the Doctor who is at a loss. Kathy decides not to say anything, to let Martha have her moment.

"Expelliarmus!" Martha cries.

"Expelliarmus!" The Doctor reiterates.

"Expelliarmus!" Will finishes. The Carrionites scream in anguish.

"The deep darkness! They are consumed! Ahhh!" Lilith cries. The wraith-like Carrionites get sucked up into the cloud, tornado fashion, as do all copies of the play.

"'Love's Labours Won'. There it goes." The Doctor says as the papers fly past them. The cloud dissipates and the audience sighs in relief and then begins applauding. The Doctor ducks out as the actors take their bows.

"They think it was all special effects." Martha says in disbelief.

"Your effect is special indeed." Will flirts. Martha pulls a face.

Kathy fakes being sick. "Awful Will."

Martha laughs. Kathy joins Martha and Will as they take their bows as well.

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The next morning, the Doctor and Kathy emerge from backstage. Kathy is wearing a ruffed collar and the Doctor takes off a hat while carrying an animal skull. Martha and Shakespeare are sitting at the edge of the stage.

"Good props store back there! I'm not sure about this though." The Doctor looks at the skull. "Reminds me of a Sycorax." Kathy opens her mouth to ask. "No." She pouts, worth a try.

"Sycorax. Nice word. I'll have that off you as well." Will murmurs.

"I should be on 10%. How's your head?" The Doctor asks, putting down the skull.

"Still aching." Will replies.

"Here, I got you this." The Doctor removes the collar from Kathy's neck and puts it on Will's. "Neck brace. Wear that for a few days till it's better, although you might wanna keep it. It suits you."

"What about the play?" Martha questions.

"Gone," Kathy answers her. "We looked all over, every single copy of "Love's Labours' Won" went up in the sky."

"My lost masterpiece." Will says sombrely.

"You could write it up again." Martha suggests.

"Yeah, better not, Will." The Doctor quickly says. "There's still power in those words. Maybe it should best stay forgotten." That and how history says it's a lost play.

"Oh, but I've got new ideas." Will dismisses. "Perhaps it's time I wrote about fathers and sons. In memory of my boy, my precious Hamnet."

Martha's expression morphs into one of confusion. "Hamnet?"

"That's him."

"Ham-net?"

"What's wrong with that?" Will asks.

"Anyway," the Doctor quickly interrupts, "time we were off. I've got a nice attic in the TARDIS where this lot," he holds the crystal carrying the Carrionites, "can scream for all eternity and I've gotta take Martha back to Freedonia."

"You mean travel on through time and space." Will corrects with a knowing smirk. The Doctor and Martha look stunned while Kathy simply smiles at Will.

"You what?" The Time Lord looks at the Bard in disbelief.

"You're from another world like the Carrionites and Martha is from the future. And Kathy is older and more widely travelled than she appears like she's from a different world. It's not hard to work out." Will concludes.

The Doctor is flabbergasted. "That's... incredible. You are incredible."

"We're alike in many ways, Doctor." Will says to him before turning to Martha. "Martha, let me say goodbye to you in a new verse. A sonnet for my Dark Lady. Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate..."

Kempe runs in, interrupting the moment, which Kathy is relieved with. "Will! Will! You'll never believe it! She's here! She's turned up!"

"We're the talk of the town. She heard about last night! She wants us to perform it again." Dick adds. Kathy knows who and slips a quick and amused glance in the Doctor's direction.

"Who?" Martha asks.

"Her Majesty! She's here!" Dick explains. As soon as he finishes, fanfare sounds as Elizabeth I enters with some guards.

"Queen Elizabeth I!" The Doctor exclaims excitedly.

Elizabeth, however, is not pleased as she glares at him and growls, "Doctor!"

The Doctor looks at her in a dumb daze, his smile vanishing. "What?"

"My sworn enemy!" Elizabeth continues.

"What?"

"Off with his head!" The Queen cries.

"What?!"

"Never mind "what", just run! See you, Will, Kathy! And thanks!" Martha and the Doctor run off the stage with guards following.

"Stop that pernicious Doctor!" Elizabeth exclaims while Kathy and Will laugh.

"Hello, Your Majesty." Kathy greets with a grin.

Elizabeth takes her in and looks shocked. "Katherine." Kathy can't blame her as she looks the same after 30 years though the Queen already knows all about aliens so she shouldn't be too shocked.

Kathy gestures to Will. "May I introduce Mr William Shakespeare."

Will bows before turning to Kathy. "Should I be surprised that you know Her Majesty?"

"No." Kathy grins.

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A/N: Please leave comments on how you're enjoying this story and what you think.

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cinnamokittykat · 1 year ago

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Puppy Love Chapter 3: Mall Goth

This one is short, sorry about that. I really just wanted to establish Monica as a character.

Lilith grabbed her purse excitedly, pulling her phone out to confirm one last time with Monica.

"Hey, we're ready. Just to confirm, are you ok with him joining us?"

"Yeah! Thank you for asking so much, but I understand the situation!"

"Alright, thank you so much."

Lilith strolled down the stairs, wearing a white knitted dress and a baby blue sweater with white, knee-high boots. She met with König's piercing gaze. His eyes were the only facial feature of his able to be seen, adding to the intensity. König looked down at his very plain in comparison camo pants and a black t-shirt. He felt Lilith look upon him.

"Are you... going to keep... wearing that...?" She queried about his hood.

"Ja, why not? It is cold." He answered shortly. Lilith decided not to press further. He had been in battle; the poor guy probably had some scars.

After a short bus ride, they arrived at the mall. Monica said that she would meet them there. The little black cat's trad goth getup was hard to miss. Lilith always thought it was a lucky coincidence that her best friend was a devoted goth, being that she had a pair of fluffy black ears and an even fluffier tail. The personality contrast always amused her as well. Monica was surprisingly warm and friendly for someone who looked like Dracula's catgirl.

König had stopped to tighten the laces on his boots, leaving Lilith to go a few steps ahead. She should be by Starbucks... Lilith thought to herself. There! The two girls ran up to each other squealing and ended up in a tight embrace.

"Oh my goddddd, I missed you so much girlllll! And your outfit is so cute!!!"

"Your's is very nice too." Lilith smiled.

"I ordered us some coffee! I don't know what your friend wants though, so I'm sorry I couldn't get him anything!"

"Oh, it's really fine Monica, and thank you so much once again."

"Speaking of, where is-" Monica stopped, her pupils narrowing and tail puffing up.

König had finally caught up with the girls and was about to tap Lilith on the shoulder when he heard a low snarl and froze in place. The girl turned around to see him.

"Oh, hi König! Monica, please don't worry, this is the guy I was bringing along."

Monica looked him up and down, then dragged her friend to a corner a few feet away.

"You stay there." She growled at the man.

"Girl, what the hell were you thinking?"

"I-"

"Let me get this straight, you're letting a guy who you barely know, and who could kill you at a moment's notice just... stay a few rooms down from you?"

"Uh... yes."

Monica shook her head, her tail switching in annoyance.

"Monica, please, he's been a great help so far, and to be honest, I've been lonely and it's nice to have company."

"Oh please, don't tell me that this is the guy from your 'dream', is it?"

"Again, yes. And I'm sorry, I should've been more forward about that."

The cat was silent for a moment.

"Please, he doesn't have anywhere else to go. And he hasn't done a thing to hurt me so far."

"Fine. I sort of trust your judgment, but can Carmilla background-check him so I can sleep at night?"

"Yes."

"And you promise that you will not hesitate to call someone as soon as he so much as raises his voice?"

"Yes."

"Okay, I'll be judging him as best as I can while he's here."

Carmilla was Monica's scary-on-the-outside-but-cuddly-on-the-inside girlfriend, equally as goth as her lover. She had a reputation for knowing a bit too much about how to get into things, how to find information, so on and so forth. The striking white fur on her feline appendages was in direct contrast to that of Monica's.

The women returned to König, who was holding the coffee they had ordered. Lilith took her pumpkin cream cold brew and thanked him while the cat girl glared at him and took her latte.

"So, where to first?" Lilith broke the silence.

"Well, I'm not looking to buy anything, your... friend is though, isn't he?"

"Ja." The man replied meekly.

"How about we just wander through the mall until we get to the men's clothing stores?" suggested Lilith.

"I'm down! We have soooo much to catch up on girlllll!"

The two girls immediately got to walking and talking, König following close behind. He had the unintended effect of basically parting the crowds for them. People tried to hide their stares, but König felt every single one. The mall was full of smells too. Pretzels being baked, perfume being tested, the scent of new books from a bookstore, perfume, perfume, perfume... her perfume.

His expert nose picked up the scent of Lilith's perfume. Or was it just her smell? The dog-boy couldn't tell for the life of him, but he could get lost in it. Her sweet scent was like she had been permeated with what she baked for a living. Gott, was macht sie mit mir? He thought to himself.

"We have to go in!" Monica squealed, pointing at a store with multiple pieces of black clothing in the window. König was snapped out of his musings.

"And look, there's a men's clothing store over there. Want to split up?" The blonde suggested, "König, go pick out a couple of shirts, pants, whatever you need, and I'll pay for it."

König's ears perked up, and his eyes went wide.

"Lilith, that is not needed. You have been so kind already."

"No, it's fine I'll pay." She insisted.

"Do not. I will be fine."

"Can we at least split the cost?"

"I was a mercenary, I was paid just fine."

"You're a guest, come on."

"... if you insist."

Before Lilith could say another word, the black cat dragged her into the store with her.

"Oh my god, you would look great in this!" Monica pulled out a dress and held it up to Lilith's figure.

"Oh, it's cute, but not for me. I'm not very goth."

"Well, I think you still need a nice black dress, girl."

"You have a point."

"So, go try it on!"

"Alright, alright."

Lilith took the dress to the dressing room. The store was relatively small, so the dressing room was just a back area that opened to the front of the store. She pulled the dress over her head and looked in the mirror.

The dress hugged her curves beautifully. A little too close for Lilith's comfort, but she wanted to be more confident, so she stepped out of the dressing room.

"Girl, get that dress!" Monica encouraged.

Lilith thought for a bit, pondering the price tag. She did in fact need a black dress. Her wardrobe was almost entirely white, pink, and other pastels. Monica held her breath, waiting for a final verdict.

"I'll get it."

"Yesssss! You're gonna look amazing!"

Meanwhile, in the store across from them stood the tall German shepherd waiting for the girls to get done so he could pay for his clothes. He often wondered why women's fashion was so much more diverse than men's. The two girls stood wearing utterly different color schemes with many different elements, while he stood there with a couple of different colors of t-shirt, a couple of sweatshirts, and a pair of jeans.

Eventually, the girls came back, and Lilith and König split the cost of the clothes. Monica had to leave a bit early, so the other two decided to call it a day and head home.

"Lilith, thank you for everything."

"Oh, I just wanted to help!" She replied.

"Well, it is still a lot. And, your friend seems to not like me very much."

"Oh, Monica? Don't worry about her, she's just protective. Her girlfriend may run a background check on you or something, but you've got nothing to hide, have you?"

König hesitated. His hood felt hotter all of a sudden. What would she do if she found out?

"Nein."

Notes:

"Gott, was macht sie mit mir?" = God, what is she doing to me? Despite Monica not being anything near a mall goth, I thought it would be a funny play on words, as a baby bat myself. Hope y'all enjoyed!

#cod konig #konig #konig mw2 #chubby oc #konig cod #konig modern warfare #original character #konig call of duty #konig fanfiction

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atticsandwich · 18 days ago

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some more rambling bc when typing the above i was in line to pay for groceries so absolutely nothing was coherent lmfao

anyways:

nightbringer - ok so not one mention of nightbringer (save for the very end ending scene on the train) basically derailing (no pun intended) the entire buildup in the first place. why did they want mc to reforge their pacts? why is solomon still so secretive about them? considering that we know sol has butted heads/encountered them in the past. our best guess is still barbatos but that doesn't really answer ANY questions outside of speculation. in fact, we can argue that reforging the pacts only brought about more trouble, but at the same time you could also say that the only reason mc got out of certain situations was because of their amplifoed power. which, speaking of, is powerful enough to attract THE MOON of all things. cue the ff4 after years/loz majora's mask reference. though again, that plotpoint was soooo rushed it literally amounted to basically nothingburger at the end. oh well. also love how astaroth, whose only mention was way back in the og game, suddenly popped out for this one to be like. here let me dump an entire problem on you that basically spells the end of the devildom if u fail. no im not helping u out whatsoever. good bye. diavolo hold me back or i'll strangle him next.

simeon - hoooooo boy. we figured simeon's demon transformation was gonna be a highlight this season, and while i did enjoy how they resolved it... it also kinda felt ¿???¿??¿??? i feel like they just started using these big words and scientific terms to deter you from the fact that hey... this kinda does Not Make Sense lorewise but whatever i guess. because if you think about it, if humans have the potential to become angel or demon, wouldn't that make you wonder why simeon's punishment was becoming human, vs. the brother's immediate demon punishment? but at the same time you COULD argue that it was because "Father" wanted him to still have a choice between being an angel or demon, though just after living his natural human life (...harsh). speaking of demon human angel genes, wouldn't that also technically mean mc has angel genes? (or wait, is it demon, since lilith was technically the first to be punished?) but also since she was turned human you could say the demon slash angel genes were gone. WHICH MEANS..... diavolo has the power to remove those genes??????????? if so, why go through all that trouble yada yada yada you get what im putting down here. but, say, if lilith still had those dormant demon genes after turning human, wouldn't they be passed down to mc?? YOU SEE HOW IM GETTING CONFUSED HERE??? anyways. congrats on ur detox simeon.

raphael - LOVEEEEE how he became a focus on this season towards the end. men in therapy 2024 am i right. jokes aside, i truly did enjoy seeing him finally let out his bottled emotions. and theh were powerful enough to affect babel, too! (though only in an illusory state, but it was still plenty powerful) we've gotten hints before that he's always had regrets regarding the war, but chooses to keep it to himself, and after simeon's punishment, it only further added to his emotional turmoil. poor guy just didn't want to be alone, but also didn't want to impede on simeon's desire to be closer with the brothers. hopefully he becomes a lot more open and comfortable with his emotions after everything that happened, plus we even got a cute luci/simeon/raph ft mc moment out of it 🥹

thirteen + mephisto - bummed because they probably had plans to flush out these two as well after raphael's arc, presumably in the next season. even more so because at the beginning of nightbringer, the nobles have been such a highlight concerning diavolo's claim to the throne and their opposition, fast forward to later on in the story where we got even more hints about behind-the-scenes workings on undermining diavolo's reign. a mephisto arc would've been a natural progression from all that, considering he's our major tie into that sector of the devildom (outside of diavolo, as he doesn't really mingle with the nobles outside of work). with thirteen, the focus on her cave and the fountain of knowledge to her story earlier on PLUS the fact that we got a sister name drop, hinting at a complicated family issue... the fact that we'll probably never get to learn more of that part of her story, the fact that she has an aversion to familial bonds (presumably because of her relationship with her sister), the mere fact that we know next to nothing about the otherworld and reapers in general, her past with solomon, etc etc. god it's all just such a mixed bag of what-ifs that thinkinh about it more just makes me want to scream....

i have soooo many more thoughts and mainly questions about where they wanted the story to go, but again, unless we get a project that directly branches off of nightbringer, i fear we'll never get the answers to... which, in that case, i'm thankful the community exists bc there are some genius theorists in our ranks it's actually insane. anyways. that's the end of my rambling. for now. more to come in the future. that is a threat

nightbringer final lesson + rambles //

oh yeah the sf finals conclusion and lesson 60 were definitely rushed 😭😭😭😭😭 i'd thought we'd at least get a nightbringer cameo. also the moon problem just linda went away for some reason??? bc i doubt the clashing of mc's power and the moon was enough to restabilize everything considering itvwas literally threatening to pull a ff4-after years on the devildom. anyways.

i read some stuff on twitter and i agree with some users that if they ever did come out with a non-gacha standalone game... yeah i'd get it. ofc i would. but i sincerely doubt they're going that route (though i can delude in peace). they at least definitely tried to buil up thirteen/meph/raph as dateables for nightbringer so i'm still sad that never came to fruition (though we can now comfortably say that all three of them definitely have romantic feelings for mc at this point, with thirteen being the most open about it)

#obey me #obey me nightbringer #atticsandwich rambles #obey me shall we date #obey me nb

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harunayuuka2060 · 2 years ago

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Beel: *watches MC silently as they write something, but the paper remains blank as they finished it and go for another*

MC: Beelzebub, aren't you hungry yet?

Beel: I have my food beside me.

MC: *chuckles* How about Belphegor? Is he still sleeping?

Beel: *nods* He likes the room you gave him.

MC: *smiles* I was worried he wouldn't like it at first. *then continues writing*

Beel: ...

Beel: MC? I don't want to sound rude, but...

Beel: Aren't you just wasting your time writing with an empty pen?

MC: *chuckles*

Beel: ...

MC: My pen isn't empty, Beelzebub. And I could see clearly what I'm writing.

Beel: *confused frown* But... I see nothing.

MC: *smiles* *fondness in their eyes* Come here, Beelzebub. You won't really see it from that distance.

Beel: *stood up and walks closer to their desk* *looks at their paper*

MC: Do you see it now?

Beel: *shakes his head*

MC: You'll see it if you close your eyes.

Beel: You want me to close my eyes?

MC: Yes. Don't worry. I'm awake so it will be safe for you.

Beel: *confused, but closes his eyes like what they said*

*the moment he does*

"Beel?"

Beel: *his eyes widened* Lilith?

Lilith: *looks at him confusedly* Why are you still standing there? Belphie is waiting for us at the garden. *starts pulling him by the hand*

Lilith: Let's go before he gets grumpy.

MC: Beelzebub.

Beel: *immediately woke up* H-Huh?

MC: Have you seen it now?

Beel: ...

Beel: I saw my little sister. She was inviting me to go to the garden.

MC: *smiles apologetically* I'm sorry. I made that dream. A nostalgia.

Beel: You make people's dreams?

MC: Yes. Dreams, nightmares, and even precognition.

MC: That's basically my job.

Beel: Oh.

Beel: ...

Beel: Is that why you're rich?

MC: *chuckles* Yes. You could say that.

MC: Everyone will pay for it, no matter the price.

Beel: ...

Beel: Then, have you—

Belphie: *enters the study* *yawns* Beel...

Belphie: I couldn't find the can opener...

Beel: Oh. It's in the kitchen outside.

Belphie: There's another kitchen?

MC: Yes. If a guest wants to cook.

Belphie: Hmm... This house is really huge...

MC: Take a seat, Belphegor.

Belphie: Thanks...

MC: *heaved a sigh*

Beel: Do you want to take a nap?

MC: Yes. But it's still too early.

Beel: I'm here. I'll be watching you.

MC: *smiles* Thank you.

Asmo: This house feels empty without the twins here...

Mammon: Yeah. And they've been skipping their house duties!

Satan: Asmo? Do you know where Beel is working?

Asmo: Hmm... Beel hasn't told me but I can check.

Levi: Eh? Wouldn't that be against his contract?

Asmo: Nah. He didn't sign any contract so it would be fine.

Mammon: But he's earning lots in this job, no? Do you think his client can accept another one?

Levi: They won't hire you, Mammon. You're too noisy for the job.

Mammon: Hey!

Lucifer: Everyone, I have an announcement.

Satan: What is it this time?

Lucifer: Diavolo has invited a friend and we need to make some preparations.

Asmo: Like a party?

Lucifer: Yes. A serene party.

Mammon: Huh??

Barbatos: Have they accepted your invitation, young master?

Diavolo: *smiles* Yes. I dreamed about it this afternoon.

Barbatos: Oh. *chuckles* How unique.

Diavolo: Yes. We should get ready. I haven't bought a suitable present for them yet.

Barbatos: We have plenty of time, young master.

#obey me #obey me mc #obey me beel #obey me belphie #obey me brothers #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos #slumber

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yukieyy · 3 years ago

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°*{Insecure}*°

{Obey me x Fem Mc}

{Replaced Mc Au}

TW: Anxiety, body insecurity,mention of self-harm,

{A/n: Remember, you're beautiful just the way you are}.

Part 2

Part 1 → ♡

Song : (✿ ♡‿♡)

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"Oi Ayla! Hurry up will you? We're gonna miss the match!!" Mammon shouted.

You were seated at the living room, with a book in your hand. Listening to them.

"eh?! Ayla didn't you say we were going shopping today?!" Asmo shouted from his room upstairs.

"Ayla, can you buy me the book I told you about before while you're out?" Satan said passing by the said girl.

It's been a month. A month. And this is your daily life now. Ayla this, Ayla that. You don't hate her. No, she's an angel, absolute sweetheart. It's just getting tiring now.

When she arrived, she came in a better state than you did. Didn't freak out, smiling, excited, and very motivated, even the brothers that were concerned eased up.

When you were showing them around... At least that's what you thought you were doing, she knew. a lot. Almost everything. Every history. Kinda made you feel like an idiot.

You never really were good at studying or taking care of yourself. But when Ayla arrived for some reason, you found yourself trying..harder. A good thing. Right?

Maybe.

Ayla hit it off with the others so well, she's amazing at magic which sparks Lucifer's pride, she's mischievous, making her a great companion for Mammon, She got immaculate style, which Asmo absolutely adores, She probably reads as much as Satan, making her a great friend to talk to for Satan. She's amazing in cooking and she cooked food from the three realms. How amazing was that for Beel? No one could believe it but she actually was also an otaku, those long, mouthful titles to an anime Levi was talking about? That had 7 seasons and 3 movies in total? Yeah. She knew every single one. Not to mention she could sew. She made a pillow. For Belphie. That's another win.

You were happy. Yes, you were!! She's not having any trouble which is a good thing, those lower-level demons didn't try to eat her anymore. Everyone loves her. A little too much you think.

Back to the current time, you sighed. Getting up from the couch, you walked to the door.

"Mc? Where are you going?"

You turned to the voice.

"oh, Lucifer. I'm just gonna take a walk and meet up with Solomon to help him make these shady potions he found in a book. Why?"

Lucifer walked up to you and place his hand on your head. Then something glows around you, he ruffled your hair and stepped back

"Stay safe and don't go too far in the forest alright? Come home before midnight okay?"

Your chest warmed up. "Of course! See you!"

"Don't forget to eat too!" He shouted again as you walked away, you turned back and waved at him.

"Wow."

Lucifer turned back to the voice.

"what."

"Didn't know you were THAT protective. That barrier is the one you always put on Lilith wasn't it? The one where even Diavolo would lose breath to crack?" Satan questioned.

Lucifer sighed, "yes, I'm just keeping her safe. She might not notice but since she arrived here till now for some reason those lower-level demons keep following her. I wonder how strong Ayla is to shoo them in just two weeks," He chuckled

"well, Ayla is amazing that's what I'll tell you, She managed to memorize this long spell in a day. I can do it because I'm a demon. but she's a human! She's amazing, I don't know why you and Diavolo decide to summon Mc first before Ayla," Satan rambles with a shrug.

"Satan. Enough. Don't say that to anyone. Especially Mc. " Lucifer frowned.

"what? It's the truth," Satan said.

You hold your breath. You turned back a minute ago because you forgot your D.D.D. but ended up eavesdropping. Your heart clenched. Tight.

You took a deep breath and shook your head and walked out of your hiding spot.

"oh hey, Satan!"

Lucifer was shocked," Mc? When did you get back?"

"just now, I forgot my D.D.D. there," You said pointing at it on the couch. Satan walked over and picked it up and threw it to you.

You caught it and thanked him. He just smiled and walked away.

"Mc, did you hear what me and Satan talked about earlier?"

You act innocent, "Huh? No, I told you I just got here, why? Is it another secret?" You wiggle your eyebrows and him with a grin.

He scoffed, "nonsense, now move along, Solomon will be waiting,".

"aight, see ya Lucibaby!!"

"I told you not to call me that!"

You laughed from afar and gave him a flying kiss.

Another week pass by, an exam was coming up. And you were freaking out. Even though you've studied like hell, you tend to forget a bunch of stuff. Which led to you being anxious most of the time.

Exam week passes. Oh, would look at that! You passed!. That's all. You just passed. Thank god you did. Well, it's better than Mammon at least.

Not until Lucifer called you to his room that night.

You entered his room with a sorry face.

Lucifer looked at you, saying nothing.

You sighed. "I'm sorry.."

Lucifer sighed, "come here. Sit down first and we'll talk."

You sat down, hanging your head low and fidgeting with your exam paper between your fingers.

"here, let me see your paper"

You took them out and place them on the table. Not looking at him.

"Mc" he called while patting your head. "I'm not gonna scold you, let's see where you're weak in and work on it together. Okay?"

You looked up slowly and nodded. The two if you then started discussing stuff that is hard for you to score in and after a few hours you were allowed to leave.

"Mc?" You heard a feminine voice called out.

"yes Ayla?"

She walked towards you, "Why were you in Lucifer's room?"

"oh we were discussing my exam marks,"

Ayla arched an eyebrow, " can I see it? Maybe I can help you?"

"oh no no it's okay, Lucifer said he'll help me study from now on, so it's okay, I don't wanna disturb you." You said with a smile.

She frowned, "Mc, just study with me. Lucifer is busy as it is. Helping you will add more burden to him. Decline it and I'll help you study okay?"

You got quiet. It's true, Lucifer is always swarmed with paperwork. How could you just accept his offer like that?

"yeah, you're right. I was too sad to remember who Lucifer actually was,sorry " you chuckled.

Ayal didn't smile, she just looked at you and sighed. "Okay, we'll study Tomorrow with Solomon and the angels, now go to bed"

You nodded and watched her walk away.

What the fuck was that?

The next day, you were huddled up in a study group along with Ayla, Solomon, Simeon, And Luke.

You were doing okay listening to Ayla but you were getting distracted now.

"Mc!" Ayla snapped. Shocking everyone on the table.

"y-yes?!" You answered

"pay attention, will you? We need to get this chapter out before going to a harder chapter!"

"Sorry Ayla, can we take a break? I can't focus anymore." You said. Solomon rubbed your back, comforting you because he knew you can't focus for a long time.

"break? We just took one like an hour ago. That wasn't enough?! Come on Mc, you've been here way longer than me, you should be better than me don't you think?" Ayla snapped

"hey hey now, that's out of the line, Calm down Ayla," Solomon frowned.

"But Solomon just look at her and us. How was she chosen?" Ayla snickered

You were speechless. You couldn't even bring yourself to say anything because you knew she's right. You knew. You just never admitted it. Afraid of falling to the dark side of your mind.

"Ayla, we should continue this another day, Luke's getting tired too, I'm sure you have other things too, let's continue this later okay?"Simeon said.

Ayla huffed and gather her stuff before stomping off.

"what just happened?" Luke asked.

"I'm pretty sure she's just moody, she's always busy these days." You explained to Luke.

"busy? But she's an exchange student too. We aren't as busy as she are we?" Luke replied.

"well..no. she's just.. busy with the brothers.. they're always looking and asking for her..."

Solomon noticed the change in tone of your voice. He hugged you, "don't mind her, she was always like that, wasn't she? Now let's go get some food. I'm starving,"

Simeon pat your head, "You're doing great, don't let what she says get to you okay?"

You nodded, sorry Simeon, it's way too late to ignore it.

You went home after dinner with them and upon entering you were greeted by Beel who were excitedly dragging you to the kitchen.

"uhh beel? What's wrong?" You asked while watching him took out bowls, eggs,flour and a lot of other stuff.

"can you teach me how to make those cream puffs you made last time?" He asked with twinkling eyes.

You can't resist but to cup his cheeks,

"aaaa you're so cute!! Of course, I can!" And then you found yourself, stopping beel from eating a raw egg, and uncooked batter including hot oil.

An hour and a half later, you were both covered in flour, but you managed to finish.

Beel asked you to pack it prettily for him, so you took out a box and some ribbons.

"Are you giving this to someone?"

Beel smiled, "yeah, Ayla, she said if I give her cream puffs she'll bake that amazing chocolate cake again for me!"

You froze. Oh. Oh... "I- I see, Well good for you now you get to eat that chocolate cake again. Here. All done, go wash up first, I'll put this in the fridge okay?".

Beel nodded and ran off to shower. You were cleaning the kitchen when Ayla stepped in with Asmodeus talking about a perfume that you don't know about.

"Mc?" She called out.

"Yes, Ayla?"

"Didn't you just get back from dinner with Solomon?"

"yeah? Why?"

Asmo laughs, "oh sweetheart you just got back from eating and you're still cooking?"

Ayla chuckled " don't eat too much, you gain weight easily don't you? And avoid sugary food too,"

"oh no I wasn't-" you hurriedly try to explain.

"no need to explain Mc, I didn't know you were a glutton like Beel too," Asmo said after grabbing an apple and walking out with Ayla.

You stood there. Frozen. Dark thoughts continue clouding. And this time. There was no stopping them.

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#obey me story #obey me angst #obey me fanfic #obey me #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me leviathan #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me x reader #obey me luke #obey me simeon #obey me solomon #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos #yukieyyworks✏️

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yandere-plague · 2 years ago

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This is a semi-au that I randomly thought up, should I make a part 2?

[Yandere Handsome Jack]

(Story)

Hyperion Stooge

Tw // mentions of kidnapping , betrayal , blackmail , implied Lilith relationship

"Hey kiddos, I'm offering a bounty of a million dollars for whoever brings me my good friend (y/n). I've had some reports that she's hiding somewhere near Sanctuary. Oh, and before I leave, if there is even a single scratch on her I'll kill each and every single one of you! chao."

His voice rung across Pandora, the many a radio's and other miscellaneous methods of communication leads everyone to hear his fucking voice.

Handsome Jack, ever since I met him he's been looking for me. I fled to Pandora short after he had his run-in with the Firehawk on Elpis.

We all know Jack though, he doesn't take no for an answer, and will kill anyone who disagrees.

I know nobody will turn me in inside sanctuary, but I can't help but feel somewhat blamefull for everything Jack has done here.

He's killed, manipulated thousands of people.

For one thing only, me.

Its like a game to him, every second he gets a centimetre closer to me.

"Dont worry (y/n). none of us will turn you in, I promise." Lilith the Firehawk stood beside me, the new leader of the Crimson Raiders.

I have no idea how she manages to stay composed, even after the death of Roland.

"Why does Jack want you though, you've never left sanctuary from what I've seen..."

I tensed up, if she knew the fact that all of this is going on just because Jack wants me. She would kill me.

"Well, I guess he's going to try and use you to get to me. If Jack tries to ECHO you, tell me immediately." She got up, stretched and walked off.

She doesn't suspect anything, it feels wierd saying that even though I'm on her side...

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Jack has a hunch on this planet, called Pandora.

Its funny, you look at one word of any description of the planet and you will already be distained of wanting to visit.

So why has it interested Jack? He's just a low level programmer, non of the higher ups would batt an eye of his ludicrous idea.

But of course he was right about that hunch, otherwise non of us would be here... - and that's when I shortly met him.

I was even lower then him, working in IT support. Which is contradicting for me to call Jack low.

But of course that doesn't matter at all now, he's the big shot CEO of Hyperion, and I'm just a rando in Sanctuary I guess...

I wonder what my life would be like if I hadn't have left him there.

Probably being forced to be his "pet".

Though I guess we are both somewhat working towards the same goal.

Jack wants to look for the Vault still, but he refuses until he has me.

I don't know whats in a Vault, but I sure as hell know I'll be using it against jack.

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I walked into HQ, going up the stairs past Tannis's lab.

Lilith, Brick and Mordicai stood round the Table in the middle of the room. The hologram in the center displaying a map of Pandora.

"Hey guys." I waved, seeing what they were looking at. They had mapped out the locations that the Vault Hunters have been, trying to guess where the Warrior could be buried.

Nothing really interesting was being said so I said my goodbyes and headed out to Moxxi's.

My ECHO device rang, Paranoia hitting me like a hyperion train.

With a sharp breath I answered the call.

And then I wish I didn't.

"Nice ECHO encryption (y/n)! Certainly a tough one, hmm. I wonder where you got the coding skills from..." it's Jack.

"Enough about that, so... How's Pandora? Or should I say... Sanctuary?"

That bitch.

"Go to hell John." Short but sweet.

"Its... Jack, sweetie." Great, nicknames.

I'm not too worried, he can't destroy Sanctuary now that it's in the air.

"Yeah, like I care." Hes still being an asshole, but a calm asshole, that's unlike him.

"Soo, I assume you've seen those bounties I put on you? Its probably scary right? I mean, I wouldn't know I'm not running for my life right now. I'm in my office, like you could, and still can, have been. Ruling the entire Galaxy one planet at a time."

"I don't care what you threatening me with, I am not going with you Jack! The Crimson Raiders are practically family to me!"

"Oh really? How about I tell everyone about you? The Crimson Raiders won't want to work with an Hyperion worker will they?"

"Are you seriously trying to blackmail me right now?! Go on then, tell them. They won't care!"

"And for the record, I'm not even working for you. Haven't been for years."

"...Your wish is my command (y/n)."

He hung up, I laughed myself to the ground. This just did not happen.

"It appears as that some ex-hyperion troops has been hiding in sewers, and they have a insatiable lust for Pizza. Go get some from Moxxi's and head to the location I sent you."

Why did I have to remember this.

I had overheard it as I was taking a jog around Sanctuary.

Listening to other people's conversations was a nasty habit I got from Hyperion, after all secrets and blackmail are your only way to get up to the top without physically hurting anyone.

Tannis had sent a Vault Hunter to kill the Hyperion personnel, claiming that not even they can be 'redeemed'.

I had brushed it off though, I wasn't apart of them during Jacks reign. So, maybe there is a chance they will spare me.

I hope to god...

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I headed to HQ, feeling sick to my stomach-

"Sup (y/n), you feeling okay?" Lilith said as she rested on a table, her faces smile turning concerned.

"I- you trust me, dont you Lilith?"

She was taken aback by that, that was out of character even for you.

"Of course we- I do. Why? What has Jack said to you?" She walked towards me.

"I dont have time to explain, he's going to tell everyone! Just... Promise me, this won't change anything between us right? I'm not-"

"Bandits of Sanctuary!" His voice stung, like it was poison to even speak those words.

So... you might be wondering why I'm after (y/n). Well, ya see. We worked together during the first vault opening, and during the second vault... she left me. Shes still Hyperion, no matter what she says."

"I'll leave you to talk things out. Oh and one thing! (Y/n)? You can come back any time baby. I'm waiting with open arms!"

I suddenly realised everyone was in HQ, I couldn't stop shaking.

"... its true, I did work for Hyperion. But I promise I left soon after Lilith did the thing in the vault. He's insane." I never thought i would have to reveal this to anyone.

"Are you going to kill me?" The overwhelming sense of dread filled me.

"Why... why would you say such a thing?! You arn't working for Hyperion now, so why should we care?" She answered for everyone, except Tannis, probably.

"But- But Tannis-" this doesn't make any sense.

"I know Tannis asked the Vault Hunters to kill some Hyperion workers but, I just- couldn't do it to you. Okay?" Before I could even process what was going on she hugged me.

"Though this does give me an idea, and you're not going to like it..."

I gulped, what's it going to be?

Should I do a part 2?

#yandere #yandere hcs #yandere imagines #yandere x you #tw yandere #yandere borderlands #yandere handsome jack #yandere oneshot #handsome Jack au

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beef-brisket · 2 months ago

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Adam had no idea why he needed Lucifer so much. He felt horrible when he was away from him. Especially for a few hours.

Lucifer had to go to the hotel, but he told Charlie that because of the extermination, he had a few meetings to go to, so he couldn't stay long.

And she brought it. For three months. But then she got suspicious. She had Razzle follow him sometimes. He never left his manor. He almost looked desperate to get inside.

Charlie was concerned about her dad. Maybe this hotel thing was too much for him. Maybe being around her was too much for him. She wanted him to feel safe and comfortable. Not stressed and feeling forced to be at the hotel. To be with Charlie.

It hurt, thinking her dad didn't want to be around her. But she understood. He didn't close himself away from her for no reason. He couldn't deal with Lilith leaving AND his daughter.

Charlie: Hey dad? Can I see you for a second?

Lucifer perked up. He was having a loud discussion with Alastor.

Lucifer: Of course, Char!

Charlie smiled and held her office door open for him. Once he was inside, she closed the door and offered him a seat.

She could tell he was anxious.

Charlie: So um... I'll just jump into it- if... if I'm too much or the hotel is too much- y-you don't have to stay here-

Lucifer: Whoa, whoa! Honey! Where's this coming from? You're not too much- you're never too much!

Charlie: It's just... you look stressed- and worried at the time. And... I had Razzle follow you. Dad, I know you're not going to meetings. You go home. I... is this too much?

Lucifer felt defeated. His daughter thought he didn't want to be around anymore. That's definitely not the case. Well, half of the case.

Lucifer: Oh, Char. I'm sorry you feel that way. I love you! And I love your dreams! It's just... something... weird happened... after the extermination. And I've been... dealing with it.

Charlie: Is it Adam?

Lucifer perked up: A-Adam?

Charlie: I know you two used to be friends. It must have been hard to watch him die. And to have one of our seekers be the killer couldn't be making that better.

Lucifer: Well... you're nit wrong... but you're not right, either...

Charlie: OWhats going on then, dad? I don't... know what's happening to you.

Lucifer looked nervous. He had to tell her. He had to. He hoped she'll take it okay.

Lucifer: ...Adam's alive.

Charlie: ...ADAM!?

I'm coming up with some aus for you, but I need some meeting shenanigans.

I would love to know what bullshit Adam and Lucifer got up to during meetings.

Slowly healing their relationship, one meeting at a time 👀

Well I think the very first one they wouldn't even be alone together because of what happened. I think Adam would just silently glare at him.

Over time when Adam was feeling more confident to face the devil he'd go alone but by hologram, Sera's idea.

Making snide remarks, snappy comments, and being sassy.

And Lucifer would come back with his own and they would end up in banter for a while other than why they are really there.

As more time passes it's less hateful and more playful, maybe even takes on a flirty edge.

And I always see Lucifer being the one to make the first move after what happened in Eden. Adam has so many insecurities he wouldn't think that Lucifer would want him as more than maybe a friend.

Hit me with them bud 👀

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mercurysstars · 4 years ago

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All That Glitters Is Not Gold (part 6)

Summary: Y/n gets hired to be the avengers chief physician and also happens to be an ex assassin.

Word count: 2.1k

Warnings: swearing, the reader getting angry, violence.

A/N: hope you’re having a better day than Y/n ;)

𝘞𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦

𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥

𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨?

Y/n's stomach grumbled as she made her way toward the kitchen. Between getting her room organized and training with Peter for 2 hours she didn't get a chance to eat and it was really catching up with her now. She groaned rubbing her face while she yanked the refrigerator door opened. After searching for several minutes she decided to give up and make a sandwich.

Y/n grabbed the bread and a plate out of a cupboard, she returned to the fridge and pulled out meat, cheese, lettuce, and just as she was about to grab a tomato her phone rang. Without checking the caller ID, Y/n answered, balancing the phone between her ear and shoulder. "Y/n Y/l/n speaking."

"Hey, doc it's Matt we've got kinda a situation here." Matt hesitated, Y/n could hear muffled yelling in the background.

"Okay? What's up?" She was confused it wasn't like him to call out of the blue and it was especially weird for him to not sound sure of himself, he was a lawyer, and lawyers always put on a confident front even if they weren't. Y/n began to cut the tomato into thin slices.

"So I kinda have one of his men tied to a chair in my living room." He blurted out quickly.

Well, that was unexpected "Are you sure it's one of his?" She asked cautiously.

"Yeah I checked, he has the branding. I normally would have just questioned him and texted you but the thing is he only speaks Latin."

She sighed, all Y/n wanted to do was eat 5 sandwiches, snuggle up in her comfortable bed and binge-watch the umbrella academy "Alright put him on the phone."

Y/n heard what sounded like the phone getting set down and the floorboard squeaking under Matt's weight. She heard a bit of wrestling and the sound of tape getting ripped off of something. She heard a quick shuffling and Matt picked the phone back up "Here he is."

"Sumus iens ut satus off facile. cur in New York." She questioned. Y/n started to make her sandwich again. We are going to start off easy. Why are you in New York?

"Im 'non adnuntiant vobis cacas." He hissed. This man was definitely one of his. Y/n rolled her eyes not in the mood for this. I'm not telling you shit.

"Iniuriam. Te volo experior quod iterum?" She purred. Wrong. You want to try that again?

At that moment Bucky decided to wander into the kitchen he heard someone speaking Latin and his curiosity got the better of him. He saw Y/n leaning against the counter talking to someone on the phone. Her eyes snapped up to meet his 'You want one' she mouthed to him nodding toward her sandwich. He shook his head and she shrugged.

The muffled talking through the phone caused an angry tick to Y/n's jaw "Pone super daredevil." She gritted out through clenched teeth. Put daredevil back on.

Y/n had to take a moment to collect herself before she threw something at the wall "Hey I'll be there in a bit." She hung up and when she turned back to Bucky her face softened.

He didn't know what to say, he's never seen someone 180 that quickly in his long life "Quite the conversation you had going on there." He tried to break the silence.

She chuckled nonchalantly "Oh yeah just some idiot that won't do what he was told."

"I didn't know you knew how to speak other languages." He quipped.

Oh Bucky you only know a part of me, I am a universe full of secrets she thinks. "I don't kiss and tell Sarge." She instead said.

Right after the words left her mouth Tony walked into the kitchen. "Hey, Sunshine I've got a meeting so I'm going to have to cancel for tonight."

Y/n's eyes lingered on Bucky for a few seconds then she turned to Tony "Convenient because I have some business in Hell's Kitchen to take care of."

Tony opened his mouth to press further until she added "Don't ask because you don't want to know."

Bucky ever the curious couldn't help himself or keep his mouth shut and blurted "What if I want to know."

Y/n raised an eyebrow at the super-soldier, amused "Would torturing a man until he confesses answer your question?"

She turned and walked out of the kitchen. Bucky's eyes went comically wide "She's joking right?"

Tony pinched the bridge of his nose at her recklessness and shook his head "Stay safe." He yelled back to Y/n.

Y/n let herself into Matt's apartment he have given her a key when he moved in. When Y/n was younger her father decided that she needed further training so he hired a blind war vet that specialized in martial arts. There she met Matt they clicked instantly him being only 2 years old, he taught them how to hear things others couldn't smell more things that you wouldn't believe was possible, how to heal faster, and even how to fight without seeing.

Y/n walked down the poorly lit hallway leading to his living room just wanting to get think over with. In the living room, the man had a cloth covering his eyes, hands were tied behind the chair behind his back and each leg was tied to the bottom of the chair. Matt was leaning against the counter already waiting for her arrival, he nodded toward her, acknowledging her presence.

Y/n sauntered over to the man, she lifted up the corner of his shirt and tisked "Mark of Cain, definitely one of his men."

The man began to thrash around hearing her voice, she pulled the eye cover off and smirked "Heu est dere." Hey there hun.

"Pedicabo ego vos bitch." He spat furiously. fuck you bitch.

Y/n frowned at him "Bene quod suus 'non ut salutaret domina." That's no way to greet a lady.

She stood up and patted his cheek giving him a sickening smile that gave him the chill "Sit scriptor committitur. Cur ipse mittet vobis?" Let's start. Why did he send you?

"Irrumabo." He growled, the man jumped at her but the restraints didn't allow him to get far. Suck my dick.

Annoyance began to trickle down her spine and anger rushed through her body. "ego suadeant vos satus loquentes." She snapped in an angry tone. I suggest you start talking.

"Terrebis me non ex vobis, qui non vis tua boyfriend est vulputate." I'm not scared of you or that want to be superhero boyfriend of yours.

No longer being able to control her anger Y/n grabbed him by his hair and tilted his face up "Take a vultus, vultus diu, et bonum dicitur lets videre tua si adhuc durat." She fumed. Take a look, a good long look, and let's see if your statement still stands.

The man studied her face for several moments before recognition flickered through his eyes "Lamia." He breathed. Lilith.

"Nunc autem dic mihi, quid invenerunt in me pater meus!" She shouted her patience ran out long ago and she didn't hesitate to show it. Now tell me how he found me!

"Cur te et ipsum interrogate." The man taunted. Why don't you go and ask him.

The grip on his hair tightened and she lowered down eye level to him "Ego suadeant tu dicas, quod primus est I. cut off vos erant 'iens ut ne nimis" she pulled out her knife and nodded downward. I suggest you tell me because the first thing I cut off you're not going to like very much.

The man's eyes went wide and he attempted to squeeze his legs together. Fear settled into his stomach, he didn't know if she would keep her promise but he also didn't want to find out.

"Hoc tantum scio, aliquem cum Vindices compositis ei" He squeaked out. All I know is someone at the Avengers compound told him.

She didn't let her shook show, she kept her face cold and calculated even though her heart was beating a million miles per minute. "Si igitur deus, auxilium tu mihi mendacem." So help me God if you're lying.

"Im 'non ego promissionem." He exclaimed and Y/n believed him, she tended to have that effect on people. I'm not I promise.

"O Deus, hes 'iens ut interficias me." He muttered shaking his head. Oh god, he's going to kill me.

The man kept whispering to himself and Y/n grew tired and shoved a sock in his mouth. She stood back up and turned to Matt. "Dump him on 23rd street, my father will take care of him soon enough."

Y/n blew on her hot cocoa watching the mini marshmallows swirling around, sure it the middle of September but it was her comfort drink. She tried to go over everyone she knew in the compound. How could she be so dumb? How could she let her guard down? She was trained better than this. It didn't matter now what she did or didn't do, but Y/n knew she wouldn't make the same mistake twice.

Y/n could hear the elevator ding from her office and she was confused. All the Avengers were either busy with training or on a mission. She set down her mug on her desk. A blonde head of hair peaked its head in. "Dr. Y/l/n?"

"Teresa how can I help you?" She questioned. Y/n was confused as to why she was up here Teresa shouldn't even be able to get past the 5th floor.

Teresa stepped closer with her hands behind her back "I got a paper cut stapling some papers together and I came up here for a bandaid."

Teresa was looking everywhere but at her. Y/n could tell she was lying but about what? Then it clicked, how he found out where she was, the weird look she gave her, what Sam said about her sudden move down to the front desk, but then the question struck again. Why was she up- she was up here to kill her.

Teresa lunged at Y/n with the knife she had hidden in her hands behind her back. Y/n went to block but she wasn't quick enough and Teresa cut a long strip down her arm and she hissed, it hurt more than she remembered. Teresa went to slash her again but Y/n grabbed her wrist and twisted causing her to drop the knife.

Y/ n grabbed her mug and smashed it over her head, Teresa staggered backward falling into a bookshelf. Teresa cocked her gun and began to fire, Y/n leaped over the table to take cover behind her desk. Her gun was on the other side of the office strapped underneath a chair. Bullets blew past her body, she shielded her head with her arms, the gun clicked signaling it was out of bullets.

She rolled from under her desk onto her feet. This time Y/n rushed toward Teresa, she threw 2 punches which Teresa both blocked, but the 3rd one Y/n got a hit to her cheek. Teresa attempted to throw a kick but failed, she went down and swept her legs. Y/n fell backward, she rolled onto her hands and shoulder, she pushed up causing her to land right side up, Y/n's movements were a bit slower and staggered due to the blood loss.

Teresa went to hit her but then Y/n grabbed her arm and the back of her neck and smashed Teresa's face into a mirror. With a bloody face, Teresa peeled herself off the wall Y/n collapsed feeling lightheaded. Teresa stood over with her knife ready in hand, she brought her hand up into the air, but Y/n grabbed the from under her chair and shot her right between the eyes. Teresa collapsed backward and the knife slide across the floor.

"FRIDAY Initiate the red button protocol." She coughed out.

"Alerting Avengers now."

Y/n grabbed her arm and hissed, she shouldn't have collapsed this soon, even if it was a cut this big, and the sting was worst too, but then she put it together Teresa would have had a better chance to kill her if she laced the knife with something.

She heard Bucky calling out her name "In here." She chocked out. Bucky rounded the corner to her office and ran in, there were papers scattered everywhere, the desks and chairs knocked over, glass broken. He crouched beside Y/n she was fighting consciousness.

"No Y/n don't you fall asleep on me." He demanded putting her head in his lap.

"It'll be okay Buck." She patted his cheek in a comforting manner.

"No, no, no, hold on they will be here in 30 seconds" He pleaded. That was the last thing Y/n heard before everything went dark.

Part 7

#bucky barnes #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky x y/n #buck barnes x reader #bucky x reader #bucky x you #bucky x female reader #bucky fic #buck fanfic #james buchanan barnes

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devilinsheepswool · 4 years ago

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My First Impressions vs My now thoughts on the Obey Me! Babes + Luke

Because I did one for mysme some time back. Spoilers for season 2 and images (not related to the spoilers) ahead, tread with care

Lucifer

First Impression: Jumin Han, but make him a demon

Season 1: *after the attempts on MC's life, and over all ambiguity of his feelings and thoughts on MC* proceed with caution

Season 2: *after Arcadia, Luci being a smug lil shit but such a sweet heart when MC returns to Devildom, the amnesia situation, and willingness to sacrifice himself for MC and his brothers* LUCI, LISTEN TO ME LOVE I WOULD DIE FOR YOU WITHOUT HESITATION BABE

Overall thoughts: listen, I tend to like subs but Luci bae you got me like 💋👀❤👀❤👀💋

Mammon

First Impression: He kinda reminds me of the guys that used to bully me when I was a kid

Season 1: *always protecting MC and caring for them, being basically attached to their hip* You're the only bitch in the house i ever respected.

Season 2: *Mammon being Mammon* I am proposing 👀💍❤

Overall thoughts: YOU DESERVE SO MUCH BETTER THAN I COULD EVER GIVE YOU, OH I LOVE YOU SO MUCH MY SWEET DEMON BOY

Leviathan

First Impression: I found my new bottom 😏

Season 1: *Levi still being a gigantic tsundere for a majority of the game, even post pact* Levi, sweetie! 💕 Pspspsps! 💗 Levi, darling! 💖 Come here, baby! 💘 Pspspsps! 💓

Season 2: (plus devilgrams) I'mma have all his sea demon babies, and that's a promise ❤👀

Overall thoughts: Fuck me in your ocean monster demon form

Satan

First Impression: 16 year old me's dream man, tbh

Season 1: Such a dapper Cat man~ So posh and chivalrous... Wait, oh?! He gremlin too?! Such gap moe,

Season 2: Any demons here? Got any demons out tonight? Any HORNY 😏 boys? Satan, I know you there babe, pspspsps

Overall thoughts: "Season 2 is over, so I cut off all my shirts sleeves." Why? "Satan was my self control."

Asmo

First Impression: Okay, now this is interesting... not normally an archetype I'm fond of... but I'm kinda diggin him

Season 1: uhm, excuse me waiter? This season lacked a bit too much Asmo's character development for my liking

Season 2: SOLMARE MY BABY BOI JUST WANTS LOVE!!! LET ME LOVE HIM, SOLMARE!!!

Overall thoughts: *Asmo getting cheated out of screen time and MC's love by Solmare* where are my cuddles, where are my kisses? MC, is... evil? MC is unyielding? MC is incapable of love? I am running away. I am packing my rusack and going out to explore the world like a lone vagabond. I can no longer thrive in this house hold.

Beel

First Impression: kinda scarey... 😟

Season 1: *after the whole Luke situation* I think we're married? But I don't remember a wedding. We might have adopted Luke too, sooo...? I like him, tho, so it's all Gucci with me tbh A REALLY SWEET DEMON MAN

Season 2: Puppy! Gigantic puppy man! BEELzeBABE sweetie I love you, baby! You're doing amazing sweetheart

Overall thoughts: I've had Beel for two seasons now and if anything ever happened to him, I would kill everyone and then myself

Belphie

First Impression: ❤👀 Hey there Miss New Booty 👀❤

Season 1: *after he kills MC and there's no development or elaboration on their relationship*

Season 2: (+ Devilgrams) Listen, everyone gets at least one homicidal psychopathic bad boy, and I've chosen him.

Overall thoughts: Hello, fellow gremlin should we duel to the death for title of "ultimate sarcastic bastard"

Diavolo

First Impression: *Looks down at Diavolo's chest and then quickly back at him* I am looking respectfully 👀👀👀 *internally though vvvv*

Season 1: He's cute, it's a shame we didn't see more of him 😔💔

Season 2: *towards the end, when Diavolo keeps trying to get MC alone* oooooooooh, bet? 😏

Overall thoughts: This man brings out the bottom in me like I have never experienced before

Barbatos

First Impression: I know we just met, and I know I hardly know anything about you but do you believe in love at first sight or should I walk by again?

Season 1: Listen, you can't give me a man that insanely HOT and then only sprinkle him every here and there in the game!!! That's not right! Gimme the whole slice Solmare!

Season 2: Barbatos, mon cher, they continue to keep us apart, don't they love? But fret not, fate shall not keep us a part for long, I know you'll come for me and I promise I shall be ready for when that day comes

Overall thoughts: He knows how to bake and cook!? Sold, I'm sold! Get me a white dress and him a suit~

Solomon

First impression: He radiates pure bastatd energy, he just looks so pleased with himself... I feel like he's hiding something... I like him tho, I'd be his friend.

Season 1: *when the fandom theorized he was evil and shady* "STOP SAYING HE IS EVIL AND SHADY, you don't have all the facts!!!" and those are? "I LOVE HIM 🥺😭"

Season 2: *revealing he's been working hard to come up with a solution to MC's and the 3 realms problems, being protective of MC in Lesson 38* I KNEW IT, I KNEW YOU WEREN'T GOING TO BE EVIL 🥺😭☺️ THANK YOU SO MUCH I LOVE U ❤❤❤

Overall thoughts: I would die for u tbh

Simeon

First Impression: Oh dreamweaver~ 💕❤💗💘💓💖👌💍🥺😏😚

Season 1: oh holy shoulders give me strength for I know he is a forbidden man, but rather than give me strength you only seem to test my resilience to reach for the forbidden fruit and test my already crumbling sanity

Season 2: *Simeon alluding to feelings for MC with subtle actions and text messages* *high pitched shrieking only audible to dogs*

Overall thoughts: Have you ever seen a man so perfect you cry? Like, God, his beauty is unbelievable!!!

Luke

First impression: Yes, operator? I would like the custody of child forms... yeah, I'll hold 💅

Season 1: *when Luke is obviously still afraid and uncomfortable of being in Devildom, and any demon looks at him funny. Especially that one lesson when Lucifer tries to attack him in that catacombs looking place*

Season 2: *watching Luke get more comfortable and even miss Devildom, watching his relationship with Barbatos and Solomon develop* that's growth

Overall thoughts: *after Luke accepted being MC's guardian Angel*

Lilith

First Impression: I know she's supposed to be good... but what if she turns out to be like Rika??? I'm sorry but I can't go through this again, dude

During Season 1: *towards the end when Lilith reveals all the truth to MC* I AM SO SORRY FOR EVER DOUBTING U MAMA LILITH 😭😭😭 U DIDN'T DESERVE THAT I'M SO SORRY

Overall thoughts: Mama Lilith, it's me your bastard great great great descendant. Can you hear me wherever you are? Mama Lilith, I need u girl... come help me again pwease 🙏

#obey me!#obey me! one master to rule them all #obey me shall we date #swd obey me #obey me #obey me! shall we date?#obey me! shall we date #om lucifer #om leviathan #om mammon #om satan #om asmodeus #om beelzebub #om belphegor #om diavolo #om barbatos #om simeon #om luke #om solomon

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Never Alone Again

Chapter 5: Heading Into Town

That Friday morning, after getting ready, Kitsune headed downstairs. Chris immediately took notice of the bag on her shoulder, piquing his curiosity. "Ah, are you heading out?" He asked.

Kitsune nodded, looking for her keys. "Yep! I think it's about time I introduced myself to the townspeople, y'know?" She responded, grumbling under her breath. "Now where the hell are they..."

"Could... Could I come with you?" Chris questioned, prompting her to look up. "I-I mean, I know that I'll see you again and all, but it just... gets really lonely here, and I want to see the town again. I'll even keep myself scarce!"

The redhead hummed, thinking it over. Before long, she shrugged, smiling to herself. "Ah, what the hell. Why not? C'mon, let's go." She waved for him to follow, as she had finally found her keys.

The spirit smiled, excitedly flying after her. Upon locking up the house, Kitsune walked down the slightly forested trail. "Bit eerie walking down here... I can only guess how this place would look at night. Thankfully, it's only five minutes away from the rest of the town." She said to herself.

"Huh... I suppose I never noticed how isolated it was." Chris noted, glancing around. "It would honestly make sense, considering the murder theory. That far out, you wouldn't be able to hear anything." He added.

"I just wish I knew why it was us, and why I'm the only one that stayed." He stated. Kitsune hummed, glancing back at him. "Well, we'll cross that bridge when we get to it, I'm sure. For now, we'll just focus on the town." She stated.

"Alright then, you're right." Chris nodded, floating right beside her. "Oh, you know, this might actually be a good chance for you to meet Lilith! I've been wondering how she's been since I died." He chirped.

"Lilith?" Kitsune repeated, glancing at him. "She's my childhood friend! We've been friends since we were five, and she lives in town too. She has blonde hair and red eyes- you can't miss her." Chris explained.

"Alrighty then, we'll keep an eye out! Who knows, maybe we can find a way to have you talk to her somehow." Kitsune smiled, as her and her ghostly roommate reached the main part of town. "Well, here we are." She said, just as a tall, curvy woman with blonde hair strolled into view.

"Oh, that's Shirley! She runs the candle store!" Chris pointed out.

Kitsune looked at him, a bit surprised. "Wait so, you remember her? Do you know everyone in town?" She asked.

"Well... Yes and no. I know everyone's names and occupations, but I can't recall as to what they were like or what my relationship with them was. I suppose Lilith was the only exception because I spent so much time around her." Chris explained.

"Hm, interestin'..." Kitsune mumbled, not fully noticing as the blonde woman she saw approached.

"Ah, hey there, darlin'! I don't believe I've ever seen you here before!" She chirped, catching the redhead's attention. The blonde woman had a friendly smile on her face as she held out her hand.

"My name is Shirley, Shirley Candelle! What's your name, sugar?" She asked, a southern accent very prominent in her voice.

Kitsune smiled in return, shaking her hand. "Kitsune Queen. It's a pleasure to meet you, Shirley." She responded.

"Likewise, Kitsune!" Shirley chirped. "Oh my stars, it's been a good minute since someone else moved in! It's always wonderful to see a new face!" She added. "If you don't mind my askin', are you staying at the mansion up north? I've heard rumors that there was a delivery there." She asked.

"Heh, yep, that's me. Well, me and my cat, Boo." Kitsune replied.

"Boo?! Oh, such a charming name! I'll have to come by at some point and meet the lil guy! If you're ok with that, that is." Shirley responded.

"Oh, sure! Does Sunday work for you? I'm gonna be makin' a few small renovations tomorrow." The redhead responded. "Sounds good to me. I'll see you then, sugar. Oh, and if no one's told you yet, welcome to Palinsville!" The southern woman beamed, giving the young woman a brief hug before walking off.

"She seemed nice." Kitsune commented, as her and Chris continued down the street. "Indeed she does! Then again, I suppose that's to be expected. This is the type of town where everyone knows everyone." Chris commented.

"Wait a moment- Kitsune, did you eat anything before we left?" He suddenly asked. Kitsune paused. "Uhhh... No?" She hesitantly replied.

Chris sighed disapprovingly, shaking his head. "Yep, I had a feeling..." He sighed. "Continue down this road and take a left. The second building down is a bakery." He instructed.

Following his directions, Kitsune went just where he said, and sure enough, there was a bakery. It was painted pink with white and plack tinted windows. It was a really cute place, with little rose bushes beside the glass automatic doors. "Aww, how cute!" Kitsune chirped, stepping inside.

There were only three other people in the building. There was a girl that had white hair with a black streak at the counter, dressed in a monochrome outfit. There were also two other boys that sat at a nearby table, pausing their conversation to look at the redhead. One of the boys had pallid skin and messy blonde hair, whereas the other one had tan skin and brown hair, along with... six arms and eight eyes?

...Ok then.

"Ah, you must be the new resident!" The girl at the counter chirped, clasping her hands together. "I'm Lily, it's a pleasure to meet you! Can I get you anything?"

"Hi, Lily! I'm Kitsune, and likewise. And yeah- could I just get a muffin please? Chocolate chip." Kitsune responded.

"Yeah, of course! I'll get that for you right now!" Lily replied, heading to the back. "Looks like we came here just in time! That must mean she got done with a new batch." Chris commented.

The boy with six arms spoke up, catching the young woman's attention. "Hey! You just moved here, right?" He asked.

Kitsune nodded, smiling politely. "I sure did! Got here almost a week ago!" She replied. "I'm Kitsune as you've heard. And you are?" She asked.

"I'm Charon, this is Albert." Charon stated gesturing to, who Kitsune now knew as, Albert. "Nice to meetcha." The blonde replied.

"Likewise." Kitsune nodded, just as Lily came back. "Here ya go!" The bakery owner said, handing the redhead the muffin. "Fresh out of the oven! Be careful, it's still hot." She said, before adding: "That'll be $5.60!"

"Thanks, Lily." Kitsune said, taking some money out of her wallet and handing it to the girl. That's when Albert made a remark that just seemed... Odd.

"Good to know you're takin' his advice, Lils. As bad as he was, he had a point- you shouldn't just give free pastries to new people all the time."

Lily laughed nervously, seeming a bit uncomfortable about the mention of this unknown 'he'. "Heh, yeah, I guess so, huh." She responded.

After bidding the three farewell, Kitsune headed out of the bakery. Though she still couldn't help but wonder as to what in the living hell that last exchange was meant to entail. "That was weird..." She muttered, glancing over at Chris. "Any idea as to who or what they were talking about?" She asked.

"No, not in the slightest... Maybe an ex boyfriend or something? I don't remember much, but it could be possible that she had one?" Chris suggested, shrugging. "I wish I could be of more assistance, but sadly my limited memory is exactly that- limited." He added.

"It's alright, Chris. I'm sure we'll figure it out eventually." Kitsune responded, pausing as she saw two people up ahead. "Hey, what about them? Do you know those two?" She asked.

Chris looked ahead, seeing two teenagers. One of them had tan skin, brown hair, orange eyes, and was dressed in a simple T-shirt and shorts. Her friend was drastically different in appearance, as he had pale skin and blonde hair that obscured his eyes. He was wearing a hoodie that seemed far too big on him and blue jeans.

"Ah, I believe those two are Arc and Say. Strangely enough, I don't know for sure if they have jobs or not. I believe their sister, Nana, does though." Chris responded.

Deciding it'd be best to introduce herself properly, Kitsune walked over. "Uh, hello!" She greeted, causing the two to look over at her.

"New person!!" The boy chirped, hopping out of the tree and sprinting over. "Hi, I'm Arc, this is Say, what's your name?!" He excitedly asked.

The girl, now known as Say, walked over more casually. "Arc, c'mon, I told you to stop doing that!" She reprimanded. "I'm sorry about him, he gets really easily excited. He's like a puppy- and just as dramatic." She said.

Kitsune giggled a bit. "Oh, it's fine, don't worry. I'm Kitsune. And you two are Arc and Say, correct?" She asked.

"Yep!!" Arc responded. "You're the girl who lives in the haunted house!!" He exclaimed.

"......I'm what?" Kitsune asked, stunned. Did they actually know about Chris? Or did they just know the house was haunted?

Say rolled her eyes, punching his arm lightly. "Knock it off, Arc. It isn't haunted, Kennith just heard a loud noise and got spooked. You know how he is." She said.

'Oh... Alright, I guess that makes more sense... Even though it isn't exactly true.' She thought to herself.

"It was nice meeting you both! I'll be seeing you around." She bid them farewell before continuing down the street.

"They were pretty interesting, eh Chris? For a second there, I genuinely thought they were aware of you!" She asked. "I did too, in all honesty. It is a little funny, considering-... Huh." Chris trailed off.

Kitsune turned, looking to see what caused him to be distracted. Following his line of sight, she looked over at another person. She couldn't make out their gender from where she was, but she good see a few details. They were a bit on the shorter side. They had pale skin, dark auburn hair, and blood red eyes. Despite their short stature, they seemed like they'd be quite intimidating.

"Hm, they look cool. Do you recognize them, Chris?" She asked, looking over at him.

"I... No. I honestly don't recognize them at all. I've never seen them before, and I know it's not because I don't remember." Chris responded. "I suppose they must've moved in not long after my death, but... I don't understand how. They're still working on the new housing block..."

Kitsune hummed, somewhat confused. That was... definitely confusing. "Maybe they're staying in an inn or something?" She asked. "Yes, possibly. That makes a lot of sense, actually." Chris responded.

"Ah, hello. You must be the new tenant! How exciting." A smooth, androgynous voice spoke up behind the redhead, causing her to jump. Turning around, she came face to face with the person she and Chris saw.

"Christ on a bike-!" She yelped, causing the person to chuckle a bit. "Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. Candle told me there were some new people, so I figured I'd introduce myself." They stated.

"I'm Adres. If I remember from what Shirley said, your name's Kitsune, right? It's a pleasure." They said. "Yeah, that's me. And it's nice to meet you." Kitsune responded.

"Heh, so polite. Always nice to hear from new people." Adres mused. "How do you like it here so far? I do hope you're enjoying it."

"Oh, very much so! The place is absolutely beautiful." The redhead chirped.

"I'm always happy to hear it. And you're very correct, it is a lovely place, isn't it?" They commented. "Though you know, despite the rumors of the murder, this town's very safe." They said, before adding a comment that just gave Kitsune the worst kind of chills.

"Though you know, the culprit was never caught. Perhaps they just left town, but I suppose you never know for certain~."

#stories #never alone again

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