#“you could've proposed any other way. do you know how terrifying it is to have dinner with the bat? i know you love him so much but. cmon”

[dorimei]

Batman and Barry are having a calm–if not even a nice conversation when it happens. They’re walking around the Watchtower, talking about the League’s next mission, and that’s when Barry’s face drops, and points to something ahead of them. 

It’s Wally. On one knee. With a small black box in his hand. Dick is in front of him.

They both stop and stare. 

Wally is speaking.

“Richard ‘Dick’,” Wally wiggles his eyebrows suggestively, and Barry wants to die, “Grayson-Wayne, will you do me the honors of being my favorite baby-girl for the rest of my life, and marry the Wall-man?” 

Barry wants to die. He wants to be dead. He wants to dig a 10-foot hole, and cover himself in the dirt, and stay there forever. He can’t even gauge how his face looks right now, and he does not want to look at Batman. The Bat. The guy who decided to dress up as a Man-Bat, go out, and terrorize the criminals of Gotham as a hobby. And his nephew, his loving, funny, fucking stupid, nephew, Wally, just proposed to Batman’s kid. And called himself the “Wall-man” and called the Batkid his “favorite baby girl.”

Dick just said yes.

Barry was not ready to be related to Batman.

[ch3rriiii-bunn]

Generous offer

Word count: 5.1K♡

Part 3/4. This made my pussy scream a lil ngl...

Warnings: fem!reader, reader is upper 6 in this, decapition mentioned, regeneration, heavy Degrading, hard dom Kokushibo, hard dom Sekido, bratty reader, spanking with stick and hand, bondage, cervix kissing, shock play from Sekido, Dacryphilia (?), humiliation kink, rough sex, throat fucking, breeding, aftercare mentioned.

It is now the second upper moon meeting that has been held since one hundred and fifty years, and your Lord, Muzan, couldn't be more furious. Before this meeting, you had met Muzan a few weeks prior with your master and as well as your husband, Kokushibo, to discuss an offer Muzan had for you.

This demon, Muzan, was definitely terrifying. Kokushibo had told you he is business partners as well as the strongest upper rank for Muzan, but meeting him now after hearing so much about him was intimidating. The first meeting with Muzan wasn't as bad as you made it seem since Muzan tended to have a charm towards the female demons to make them submit to him.

You have been chosen to be the replacement for upper six. It was the best news you've heard in many years aside from your proposal from Kokushibo. You did everything to hold back your excitement and accepted the offer with no hesitation. Your task as now, an upper rank, wasn't much different than what you'd usually do.

When Kokushibo found you many years ago as a human, dying and begging to live, he turned you into a demon. Kokushibo had told you what to do to survive as a demon and gave you the same tasks as him, to find the blue spider lily for his Lord and to kill a specific family, also known as the Ubuyashiki family.

Both tasks were almost impossible to complete, especially helping Kokushibo prior, but now you're here, as a new member of the upper ranks and meeting the other uppermoons. This is the first time you are seeing Muzan angry, but you listen to Muzan rant on and on about how nothing has met his expectations.

You couldn't take anymore of his rambling, and your lip curled into a small snarl in annoyance. His reasoning didn't make any sense to you, and for him to scold everyone for something he could contribute to just felt highly unfair, especially when everyone was trying their best. You let out a soft sigh to stop yourself from overlooking the situation. You haven't been a demon for that long, so his way of thinking just could've been different from yours. Even so, it was definitely unfair.

Douma and your husband, Kokushibo, made very vaild points. If demons who have lived longer than you can't find this flower as well as a master minded family that hides from demons, then it just feels like an even more impossible task. You're still new, and you didn't feel like it was right to speak out just yet and just let the upper ranks who have been there longer than you do all the talking.

"If you have something to say, then say it, y/n." Muzan called you out, and now all eyes on you. It felt like spiders were crawling all over your body from the heavy chills sent down your spin. You knew Muzan could read minds, and you were very cautious not to think on your thoughts too much, but you underestimated Muzan. "Forive me, for I have nothing to say, Lord Muzan," you said and reminded seated next to your husband in the small room with the silk curtain covering you both.

"You're trying to block me away from your thoughts. I can feel it and I don't need to see your face to know you're snarling at me" Muzan said and before you knew it you were teleported to the center of were Akaza, Douma and Gyokko were. The spotlight is now on you. There's no escape, even if you tried. The only thing you could do to have some mercy shown is to get on your knees, take a deep breath to explain yourself.

"Master Kokushibo has a point, my Lord. Before i became an upper rank, I assisted Master Kokushibo with finding the Ubuyashiki family to annihilate them," you said and lifted your head up to look at Muzan. "However, they really are masters at hiding from demons, especially you and the upper ranks. Upper 2 also had a vaild point. Finding the blue spider lily is hard to find, especially since it's been hundreds of years," you said with some frustration in your tone.

"And what are you saying. So what if it's been hundreds of years, it can still be found," Muzan said in a heavy, raspy voice. "So... maybe my lord." You cleared your throat. "Maybe the blue spider lily... doesn't exist?" You said. The entire castle became dead silent as if nobody was living there. Judging by the silence, you fucked up and you couldn't help but look over your shoulder and see your husband still remained in the same spot with his back turned to everyone.

You felt hot air already. Upper three had his eye on you, upper 2 just sat there with a big smile at your words, and the silence broke once you heard upper 5 giggle. "You... shouldn't have said that, my dear," Kokushibo said, and before you could look over your shoulder again, your eyes met Muzan's "you seem to be misunderstanding something, y/n" Muzan said, being face to face with you and stairing into your eyes with such hostility and murderous intense.

It took you a moment to realize your head had been severed from your shoulder. "H-huh?" Your voice quivers in fear. Your eyes looked downwards to see your body fell over with blood spilling from your neck. You started to panic, you look back at Muzan and think to yourself that this is it, this is where you truly die and no one can save you, not even your own husband since he could never win againts muzan.

Kokushibo sighed. "You're not going to die... you are an upper rank now..." he said, which made Douma and Gyokko laugh at your assumption, and you're panicking. Ah, that's right, you can't die so easily now that you're an upper rank. It'll take a lot more than that to kill you. Your husband's reassurance made you calm down, but that wasn't enough to get you out of this situation.

"The blue spider lily dose exists. I know it, dose. For you to assume you could correct me and believe your right shows, you have not learned your place here. You are merely upper rank six, the lowest of the upper ranks," Muzan said. "I-I swear I didn't mean to disrespect you, my lord, it's just i-" you said only for muzan to cut you off mid way through your sentence by having his thumb press over your eye that said "upper.

" "i" nothing. I am your lord. You will follow the orders I give you and that's that. You should be ashamed for saying that knowing the demons ranked above, you have put in better decency in their work to try and meet my expectations, unlike you." Muzan begins to get more angry and starts to push his thumb into your eye while holding your head.

You scream in pain. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Forgive me, my lord. I'm sorry!" You cry out from the pain and seeing darkness from the eye Muzan is piercing with his nail. A biwa sound was played, and your head dropped down back to your body. Kokushibo had gotten up from his spot and looked down at you. Despite your scolding, Kokushibo got down on his knees and held your head to your neck, and watched you regenerate yourself.

"Thank you dear.." you said quietly while sitting up slowly. You started to rub the back of your neck and sighed once you've fully regenerated. "I asked... you excuse y/n my Lord. She.. doesn't seem to understand how strict the rules are with the ranks... I will discipline y/n thoroughly after this meeting" Kokushibo said. There was a rule Kokushibo did give you, a rule that you could never break, and that was to never go against Muzan.

Yes, you're Kokushibo's beloved wife, but you are working for his boss, and your actions could not be overlooked. Knowing that, you couldn't help but frown and get mad. "Very well," Muzan said and continued the meeting. You could tell Kokushibo is upset. An eye was kept on you the entire time to make sure you watch your words and what you're thinking about so you don't embarrass yourself again.

Once the meeting was over, you sighed in relief. "You really are bold y/n, hehe. Looks like you and I are in the same boat with only getting our heads cut off and being touched by Lord Muzan." gyokko giggled again with a bright red blush on his cheeks. "It's not something to be proud of." You look at him with disgust "damn fish.." you said quietly and then felt Kokushibo's hand grab your thigh and make you go silent again.

"I have to agree y/n! That was pretty bold of you. Next time, try not to say such silly things. You are in the wrong after all," Douma said, and that became your final straw. "That is your opinion, Lord Douma. I was only speaking from my experience, and I apologized and admitted I was wrong. I do not wish to hear it again from you instead of Lord Muzan, " you said, and Douma chuckles."What a brave wife you have, Lord Kokushibo, and beautiful too, Douma said.

In that time, Akaza tried to take matters into his own hands while being annoyed with Douma, and the Upper three became to talk amongst themselves. Your husband is angry now, from having to deal with Akaza and now you, it was all very troublesome to him. Once Akaza had left, you watched Kokushibo walk towards the steps where upper 4 was sitting.

You got up from the floor, looking confused and watched as the old demon man squealed in fear when Kokushibo stood in front of him. Hantengu screamed once he was thrown to the middle of the flood by you. You raised your eye brow in confusion. This is a demon ranked higher than you, yet he's scared? Just what is your husband planning? You kept asking yourself.

Before anyone could see, Kokushibo drew his sword and cut Hantengus body up into four pieces. You take a step back with wide eyes, IS this his privileges as upper one? Could he really just take any demon and do this to them? You thought to yourself but then watched as the four severed body parts start to regenerate into different demons.

It was a disgusting site to see. You've seen yourself and other demons regenerate before, but you've never seen a demon regenerate and form new bodies. You weren't educated on the other upper ranks, but from what you could tell, they four demons in front of you are clones.

The clones didn't say a word while standing before the upper one. "Stick your tounges out..." Kokushibo said. You were taken back, stick out there tounges? This was all too confusing, but you just waited for Kokushibo to finish what he was doing, so the "two" of you could go home. You watched as the demon clones stick out their tounges, but you see why they had to. Joy, sorrow, anger, and pleasure were witten on each of their tounges.

"You," Kokushibo pointed his finger to the red eyed demon. All their tounges go back into their mouths, and they look up at Kokushibo. "Sekido is your name... correct?" Kokushibo asked, and Sekido nodded. "That's correct. I assume there's something you need since you've split up apart," Sekido asked.

"There is. Your mission will be delayed... I need a demon like you to assist me in punishing upper six. Do you accept?" Kokushibo asked but more so demanding to the demon. Sekido only nods his head and accepts Kokushibo's request. "Pardon me.... but what are you talking about? " you said quietly and looked at Kokushibo. "Your punishment is what I am talking about" he said.

"I may be a clone, but I heard the entire conversation." Sekido gripped onto his staff and snarls at you. "How dare you think you could talk to the other upper ranks like that, especially Lord Muzan. How foolish," he said. You should be hating this. You should be hating how another demon is speaking to you like this, yet this demon, Sekido, was rather handsome to you.

Seeing your husband this mad also made you feel some guilty pleasure as well. However, it slipped you mind that this demon isn't coming back home with you to play nice, and you knew you broke a rule Kokushibo gave you, the one rule you just couldn't seem to follow.

It's going to be a long night for you in deed.

All the demons had left the infinity castle, and you, Kokushibo, and Sekido arrived back to your house. As the three of you walked to your shared room with Kokushibo, you noticed the red eyed demon still keeping his same angered expression. You didn't bother saying a word, and already knowing if you did, you'd get yourself into more trouble than you already were.

Once the door slides open to your room and the three of you walk inside, you watch as Kokushibo goes to the drawer of the nightstand and takes out a rope as well as a stick. He then sits down at the edge of the bed and makes an eye turn towards you. "Strip," Kokushibo said. Your eye brows frowned, and you held your hands together behind your back. "You're really mad at me? I don't think I've done anything wrong," you said and forming a small smirk at the corner on your mouth.

When it comes to Kokushibo, you've always had a playful personality with him, but right now, it wasn't the time to play, nor make him anymore mad than he already is. "You've never been punished before, have you?" Sekido said and then used his sharp nails to rip your kimono down from the top to expose your breasts.

"What the hell!?" You raised your voice and looked at Sekido. He grabs you by the chin and holds you in place. "Don't you dare raise your voice at me. Remember your fucking place and strip or I'll tear the rest of your clothing off" Sekido said and let go, almost shoving you back.

"I will not ask you again." Kokushibo repeated, and his hand now having a vine pop out as he grips the rope tighter. You gulp now, realizing this isn't the time to play any games, and Kokushibo isn't dealing with your bullshit right now. You start to take your ripped kimono off along with your underwear and let your clothes drop to the floor.

"Over here.. now brat," Kokushibo said and then looked at Sekido to shove you closer to him. You almost trip over your feet and stepped in front of Kokushibo. "Are you ready to admit... you've been disobedient today? I might give you a lighter punishment if you admit it." Kokushibo's hand slowly goes between your thighs and gives your thigh a squeeze.

You whine softly and wiggle your thigh out of his grip. Your arms crossed, and you turned your head away from Kokushibo. "I was not. I already got scoled by Muzan so I don't understand why I'm still in trouble" You said and then heard Sekido growling softly "you fucking brat" he said. Kokushibo grabbed you by the hand and made you turn around. He grabbed both your hands and ties them behind your back.

"I've had enough," Kokushibo said and pulled your body over his lap while making your ass face Sekido. You yelp in surprise and squirm. "Okay! I'm sorry! Don't you think you're going too-" Your words are cut off, and you gasped once you felt a painful sting on your ass.

"Shut up," Kokushibo said and spanks your ass again. "You've been a bratty little bitch at that meeting the whole time." He said, spanking your ass again and grabs your ass cheek hard. "Talking back to Lords ranked above you." Kokushibo clenches his teeth at you and spanks you harder. "K-kokushibo!" You whine his name, and your body jumps from his harsh spanking.

"It's Master to you," Kokushibo said as he grabbed the small stick and spanks your ass with it. "Fuck!" Your ass flexes a bit from the harsh sting. "and even now... You still insist on disobeying me," kokushibo said and spanks you one last time. You whimper softly from the stinging pain and wiggle your hips in Kokushibo's lap. "I'm sorry... I'm really sorry, " you whined, but it still wasn't good enough.

"Enough with the pathetic whining. You're a demon... look how fast the redness went away," Kokushibo said. You looked over your shoulder, fighting the ropes squeezing your wrists together and then watching as Kokushibo handed Sekido the stick. "You've disobeyed lord Muzan and myself. Meaning two spankings, but you've disrespected everyone in that room... there was a total of 11 demons," Kokushibo said and grabs your ass.

"Excuse me? 11 demons?" You asked in confusion and tried to look at Kokushibo, but Sekido spanks your ass with the stick, making you moan in pain. "Th-thats not fair..... you didn't even tell me how many spanking I'm getting," you whimper and tried to lay still but the stinging feeling took time to go away since this is a small object being used to spank you with. "It's time to use this dumb little brain and understand some math, slut." Sekido said and runs the stick past your wet folds.

"The number of demons in that meeting are 11 because that includes upper one, two, three, four and five, but that also includes me and my three brothers, Nakime and Muzan." Sekido said and grabs a fist full of your hair and pulls your head back to look at him "Get it now, dumb slut?"

You finally understood. You forgot to count the clones that split into four and now adding the eleven demons plus two spanking means you're going to get 13 spanks from that stick. Once you mentally counted, you whimper again, finding this unfair, but there wasn't anything you could do to avoid this humiliating punishment. "It's time to count..." Kokushibo said, and Sekido let go of your hair.

You pouted and grabbed the pillow on your bed, and hugged it tightly. Kokushibo and Sekido smirk, almost feeling bad for doing this, but they couldn't get enough of how your attitude quickly slipping away as you're being punished. "Count loud. Do not make me angry slut" Sekido said and spanks your ass with the stick again with more force and gasped, feeling a harsh sting on your ass cheek. "O-one!" You said loudly with a shaking voice.

This stick isn't the type to pierce your skin or make you bleed, but it caused enough pain and made thin red marks on your ass. Kokushibo's hand slips under you and removes the pillow from your grip and then uses his hand to wrap around your throat. You let out a heavy sigh as you felt pressure from Kokushibo's hand on your throat, causing you to lift your head up. This was mainly done so your voice can be heard more clearer without muffles.

Sekido spanks you again on the other ass cheek with the same amount of force. "Two! M-mhmm!!" You bit your lip and your back arches. Sekido rubs the stick on the other ass cheek, building up the tension and spanks you again. "th!- haa three.." You cried out. Again, "four!" and again. "Five!" and again "S-saa~ Six!" And again, "Seven!!" You whined much louder, and you couldn't even shove your face the the mattress to hide the embarrassment since Kokushibo had his hand wrapped around your throat.

Again, "Eight!" You groaned as you felt Sekido use the stick to spank your thigh. He watched as you jumped in surprise and shifted your body onto your side from the pain and your tied hands struggling in the ropes. "Sit still. Or would you rather I spank you tits with this stick?" Sekido leaned down and slapped your tit with his hand and teased your nipple with the stick. You looked at Sekido with almost fearful eyes, knowing he's serious. "I'm sorry. Lord Sekido.." You apologized and lay down properly on Kokushibo's lap.

"That's good.... it seems you are learning how to be obedient now." Kokushibo said. The painful spankings continued on. You have never been punished by Kokushibo, and after this, you don't think you ever will again let alone test another demon's Patience like sekido's again. "Thaa.. haa, thirteen." You now counted the last number and have completed the amount of spankings you've received.

Your body starts to rest from the intensity, but you knew it wasn't over yet. Kokushibo pets your head and then makes you stand on your two feet off his lap. Your legs felt wobbly already from your swollen ass but you just stood there and face Sekido. "You're going to apologize and admit you were wrong." Kokushibo said and still sat on the edge of the bed. Sekido put the stick down and then pulled a chair in front of Kokushibo and sat down.

You turned your body and watched as the anger demon sat down and tapped his leg. "You think spankings were enough? Come here. Your punishment isn't over," he said, and Kokushibo gave you a push towards Sekido. You nervously sat down on his lap, putting your bare ass on him, and then wiggled your hips softly, feeling the slight shining feeling come back. You also felt Sekido's hard cock press on your ass through his kimono.

You looked at Kokushibo, and your eyes trailed down to his lower half to also see his dick print through his kimono as well. You wanted to call it out but only moaned once you felt Sekido's hands cup your tits. "Tsk. I've barely touched you and your moaning like a bitch in heat" Sekido said as he starts to grope and massage your tits.

"Y/n. Are you sorry for getting bright with Lord Muzan?" Kokushibo asked. "I wasn't trying to be bright..." You pout. Kokushibo nodded his head to Sekido. Sekido pinched both your nipples and gave them a small shock. You moaned loudly with a groan mixed in from the shock and your legs squeezed together. "A-are you using your blood demon art!?" You whined to only get shocked again.

"Are you sorry for getting bright with Lord Muzan?" Kokushibo repeated himself. This time, you quickly nodded your head. "y-yes... yes, I'm very sorry." You said, almost begging for forgiveness. "And what about talking back to your Lords? You know... I hate when demons of a lower rank disrespect those who are ranked higher than them," Kokushibo said. You felt tears filling your water line at his words. "That's not fair! Douma and Gyokko were- aaahhh!!!" You moan, almost screaming from your nipples being pinched and felt a more intense shock from Sekido.

"I am not defending Douma and Gyokko. In fact, I am not doing this for them. I want Upper six to know her place among the upper ranks," Kokushibo said, referring to you. He sounds so mean and unfair, but that's how he is when it comes to his work. He wants you to understand that this punishment is needed for you to understand that speaking to Muzan and demons ranked higher than you like that could get you killed. He's doing this both as an upper moon and as your husband.

"I will ask again. Are you sorry for talking back to your lords?" Kokushibo asked, and you only nodded your head. Sekido's hand gose down to your clit and rubs it softly with two fingers before shocking you again. "N-not there! Sekido, please not there!" You begged as tears roll down your cheeks and your thighs shut together on Sekido's hand.

"What? I can't shock here but you can only nod your head to a fucking question" Sekido shocks your clit again with a dark chuckle. You lift your head up and see Kokushibo grinning. "Do it again... Sekido. Her pussy throbs so hard... and she's leaking from it" Kokushibo said and Sekido continues to shock your clit and even making Kokushibo chuckle at you how look.

You couldn't take it anymore and just apologized. "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry for talking back to my lords. I'm so sorry for being bright with Lord Muzan, and I'm sorry for not listening to you Master. Please forgive me," you begged and let your head fall down as you sob from the humiliation. Kokushibo got up from the bed and stood in front of you. "Good girl," he pets your head and then lifts your head up and gives you a kiss.

"You understand your lesson, correct?" Kokushibo asked and wipes your tears with his thumb. You nodded your head "yes i do, Master". "Good," Kokushibo said and began to underdress himself. Sekido cuts the ropes binding your wrists with his nails and starts to rub your ass "you're lucky you apologized. I wouldn't mind shocking you more to break you fully," Sekido said.

"On your knees.... let's put this bratty mouth to use, " Kokushibo said and rubbed his thumb across your bottom lip.

"Fuck, she's so good at this.." Sekido let's out a deep moan and looks down at you holding both his and Kokushibo's cock in your hand while sucking each cock at a time. Their sizes were different to take in, with Kokushibo is a grower and his cock is longer in length. You sucked Kokushibo's cock before and knew you'd always had a lot to take down your throat but Sekido is a different case.

Sekido's cock is averaged size yet it was so thick. Your mouth how to open wide to take his thick cock inside your mouth as well as bob your head to pleasure him. Your jaw started to hurt from adjusting to their sizes, so you just began to jerk them both off while sucking and licking their tips.

"Stop... stop~" Kokushibo grabbed you by the hair and pulled you away from his cock. "Sekido. Your only allowed to fuck her throat... I'm going to take her from behind" Kokushibo said and holds his hand out to help you get up. "Understood," Sekido said and watched as you and Kokushibo got in the bed.

You get on your hands and knees and moan softly once you feel Kokushibo's tip rub against your wet folds. "Mmm..." he hums in satisfaction. "Good work, Sekido. The shock has made her so wet.. I assume you get the job done with most ladies." Kokushibo smirks and pushes his tip in and out of your hole. "Do you hear that? Do you hear how wet you are..." Kokushibo said and continued to tease your needy pussy.

"Please, Kokushibo... d-darling, please, " you beg and wiggle your hips, wanting him to put it in desperately. "There's someone in front of you that you need to take care of..." Kokushibo said and slowly pushes his cock inside you and watches as your mouth hangs open while letting out a long, loudish moan while clenching on his length.

"Keep that mouth open slut. You're gonna continue to suck my cock till I cum" Sekido said and shoved his cock in your mouth open mouth "got it?" Sekido said and you nodded your head with his cock in your mouth. Kokushibo grinds his hips on your ass while closing his eyes and moaning softly from the feeling of your wet, gummy walls squeeze his cock inside.

You moan on sekido's cock as Kokushibo started to thrust his hips at a normal speed. Your skins clap together, making a pat,pat,pat sound lightly until the pat sounds become louder as Kokushibo starts to get more rough. Your body jerks forward as Kokushibo fucks you and making your head go back and fourth on Sekido's cock.

"That's it. Fuck~, you're going to take all this dick in your throat." Sekido placed both his large hands on each side of your head to hold you in place and begins to thrust his hips. You felt his pubic hair touch your nose as he pushes his cock further down your throat. Drool begins to fall from your lips as you relaxed your throat and breathed through your nose to take all of him in your mouth.

"Good fucking girl" Sekido moaned deeply as he slowly starts to fuck your throat. You look up at Sekido while moaning on his cock and your body still being jerked forward as Kokushibo's thrusts begin to get more harder "It's a shame.. haa~ I want to see her face but she's too busy getting her throat fucked" Kokushibo groaned as his cock grew bigger inside you and his tip now kissing your cervix.

You moan loudly on Sekido's cock from Kokushibo pounding your pussy and bullying your cervix. "You're so wet... don't you dare cum until I tell you I'm cumming. Holding it in," Kokushibo demanded, and you whimpered in response, whole breathing heavy through your nose. Sekido looks down at your face and chucked "she's fucked out now, lord Kokushibo" Sekido said and starts to fuck your throat harder.

Your throat felt like it was on fire. So much drool was spilling from your lips and getting Sekido's dick wet, yet you couldn't help the gag sounds you're making when you felt his thick tip poke the back of your throat. All you could do is moan, your mouth was stuffed with cock and your pussy is being destroyed from behind but you could feel them both getting close from Kokushibo bottoming out and hearing his moans become louder and Sekido's fat cock throbbing inside your mouth.

"Fuck~ holy fuck. I'm gonna cum. Drink it all bitch, don't you fucking dare make a single drop spill out" Sekido moaned and fucks your throat faster until he was balls deep. "You're taking it like a good whore... You're so cock drunk you don't even realize your making a huge, dripping mess on my cock" Kokushibo moaned and watches your clear juices make a mess on his cock.

"Im going to bread this pussy, haa i'm cumming~" Kokushibo clenches his teeth and growls mixed with moans as he cums inside you. Your legs shake and you cummed on his cock and moaning loudly as he filled your oussy with up while also beginning to drink to drink all of sekido's cum.

After you've calmed down from your orgasm along with Kokushibo and Sekido they pulled their cocks out of you. You're a demon, so this wasn't enough to tire you out or hurt you, but they both still did their part in cleaning you up. Kokushibo begins to rub your ass. He knows the pain is gone, but he still wanted to show some affection after the punishment. Sekido uses the handkerchief from his pocket and cleans your mouth off and sighed.

"You better have learned your lesson. Or I'll come back and help Lord Kokushibo to teach you another one," Sekido said, and you giggled. "Come over anytime," you said and made Sekido and Kokushibo smirk at the idea

[loveydoveylex]

Hi Lex! Your ship is so cute and your s/i is adorable! Please tell us more about the two of them but ESP about your s/i please and thank you 💗

OHHH, BOY. howdy there, anon!! thank you SO much for the question, because I absolutely LOVE getting to infodump about lore - lex is me but he's also a cooler me who has a cooler backstory and DAMMIT, I CAN AND WILL TALK PEOPLE'S EARS OFF ABOUT IT.

so take a seat, and, as the magician would say...

✨ LET ME TELL YOU THE STORY OF LEX ✨

I've talked about this kind of stuff a ton before, so you can get a deeper look into his background and how he met ray over here on this post! I'll sum it up by saying that lex is a weakling, a scaredycat, a chicken... all those synonyms. all of 'em. he can't fight, he's barely got any powers, he can't even throw a punch! he uses the excuse of being a natural pacifist, but he's just terrified of conflicts.

he's also got an ongoing identity crisis, so that's FUN. lex isn't actually a member of the same species as rayman - he comes from a divine alien species named stargazers, who watch and protect over celestial bodies! for whatever reason, lex ended up in the glade, with no recollection of who he was or how he got there. therefore, he never had to use the powers he could've had, and thus he never developed any. (maybe a good thing he didn't - he would've been terrified of HIMSELF if he had godlike powers...)

but anyways, yeah. lex has no idea of any of this. so he spends a long, long time trying to search for his place in the world, feeling like an outcast. someone who doesn't belong there. he looks like rayman, the magician, all those funky dudes, but he's got glowing antennae and a tail, what the heck is up with that?

I reckon his 'character arc' of sorts would be learning to accept that sometimes, you won't have all the answers. and that's okay. the universe works in mysterious ways and you don't need to make sense of everything. where he came from and who he used to be doesn't matter. what matters is who he is now, and the person he is now is someone who's surrounded by people that care about him despite his differences.

and rayman is a large part of him slowly learning to accept that, because he's with him every step of the way - from the moment they first met, even though lex was horrified, scared, and distrusting of him, rayman stuck by. and slowly got him to open up. ray definitely always knew that there was something more to him, no matter how much of an outer shell he may have had that needed to be cracked open first.

and in the end, the two just... feel connected to each other, in some strange way. and they can't quite put their finger on why, until lex finally works up the guts to confess to rayman that goddamn dude you make my heart do somersaults and it's weird and confusing but also I really like it let's kiss please. and rayman, whose heart is racing faster than a ferrari car, completely understands and reciprocates and goes sure man. let's kiss.

the two are dating by the start of rayman 3 (yes I have a cohesive timeline for my selfship), and get married somewhere in the time between the end of r3 and the beginning of rayman origins ❤ fun fact: they're dorks and propose to each other at the exact same time, in the midst of a high-stakes adventure disney's robin hood-style. the adrenaline just gets to them and they blurt it out simultaneously. and if that isn't love, I don't know what is!

[reddevilmcnt]

To be fair, Maksim doesn’t really know what the hell this is either. Sure, he had a code of honor and some set of rules he chose to live by-------- but if anyone truly meant harm to Ross, wouldn’t they have acted by now? That was the whole reason Maksim stuck around in the first place, not to get roped into inviting Ross out for club nights like they were, god forbid, friends. And yet, here he was, toeing that precarious line. Nonetheless, the Alpha himself hadn’t faced another attack in a while, and Maksim knew what that meant. His pack’s enemies weren’t gone; they were regrouping, sharpening their blades, perfecting their poisons. He couldn’t afford to relax. Especially since he was Ross’s only line of defense for now, and while there was no emotional attachment there (none he’d ever admit to, anyway,) he wasn’t about to let Ross end up mangled or tortured. It was a rather peculiar code, though, considering any pretty creatures Ross might end up conveniently steering his way. Maksim fully intended to do all the mangling and butchering with those himself.

He wasn’t kidding when he said the lack of anything to sink his teeth into was driving him stir-crazy. Without the thrill to keep his blood pounding with purpose, restlessness was starting to creep in.

...There were also other reasons, admittedly, for his stir-craziness. Ross was managing to get his cock hard while also tugging at some unexpected strings of emotion, which was... unsettling. He even had that stupid little book Ross had mentioned, sitting on his nightstand right now, though it had gone untouched during their text exchange. Maksim figured he’d be taking matters into his own hands soon enough, grabbing his cock and pumping until all that animal need was milked away------- what Ross didn’t know couldn’t hurt him, right? But then, Ross had brought up his ex, and that was a bit of a cold shower, enough to snap him out of the mood. He had only himself to blame, really. If he hadn’t been so damn prideful about seeing his attraction through and sending that risky text, the conversation could've gone in a completely different direction. And yet, he wasn’t about to go there. Thick brows shot up in mild surprise when Ross mentioned planning to propose, and for a moment, curiosity lingered. Human marriage was a joke anyway, and Maksim wanted to tell Ross as much, but he paused. Maybe that was something Ross was still emotionally tangled in... and honestly, while he didn’t give a damn, he still shouldn’t be cruel.

The only reason Ross was calling him anything remotely sweet was because he didn’t fully understand what Maksim was-------- a force far beyond the image Ross had of him. He had no idea just how deep Maksim’s primal instincts ran, or the terrifying hunger for blood and flesh that was as much a part of him as breathing. He didn’t know that, at his core, something savage inside Maksim wanted nothing more than to fuck him senseless.

Maksim might be a great and powerful Alpha, but deep down, he was still Ross’s natural predator.

[ Little Brat ⟶ ✉︎ ] Thanks, I'll keep that in mind. [ Little Brat ⟶ ✉︎ ] Your ex is a fucking loser, get over him and find your boring ass marriage elsewhere. [ Little Brat ⟶ ✉︎ ] You should always want to be nice to me. Make this a habit and it might just come with a reward.😏 [ Little Brat ⟶ ✉︎ ] Yeah, yeah. You say that cuz I brought you the most amazing tacos that one time. But I appreciate the sentiment. I'll pick you up around 10.

The very next day, Maksim announced that he had plans for the upcoming Saturday------- plans that didn’t involve the usual group hunt. No, this time, he was going out on his own, hunting for something more personal. It raised eyebrows, and a few of the pack offered to tag along, eager to play the role of protective bodyguard. But Maksim simply grinned, eyes flashing with that signature, devilish gleam. He didn’t need protection, he was just looking for a different kind of high this time around and they need not be worried. The rest of the pack might’ve been annoyed, yet that Saturday, everyone still gathered at his place for a pre-game session, downing shots and shaking off the tension before they went their separate ways to wreak havoc on the town. A thickly familiar, animalistic hunger crept about the night air, the kind only torn flesh and rampant fucking could satisfy. Maksim, as always, took care in his appearance-------- though 'care' didn’t mean tame. His hair beautifully fell in dark, unruly waves around his face, bringing out the glowing blue of his eyes. Those eyes, piercing and feral, promised either violence or rutting, so disturbing it was almost impossible to look away. His plain tee clung to his body, stretched tight over his hardened chest and defined biceps, a canvas showcasing the powerful muscles beneath. The brown leather belt around his waist was just the right kind of rugged, accentuating his strong hips and the curve of his lower body. Darkwash fitted jeans hugged his chiseled form with mouthwatering precision, every movement an invitation to temptation. And there was something about him that transcended handsome; he was dangerously captivating, a predator in human form for now, every inch of him radiating brawn and grace. Of course, only an Alpha could be the embodiment of strength and dark charisma. By the time he left his house, he was already buzzed, the liquor making his blood hum with excitement. He considered taking his motorcycle at first, but then his mind clicked--------- humans felt the cold more than he did. So, Maksim slid into his truck, the tires screeching as he accelerated, driven by the primal call of the hunt.

When the Alpha arrived at Ross’s just before 10 o'clock, he bounded up the stairs two at a time, practically vibrating like a giant excitable puppy. And his grin only stretched even further the moment he knocked on the door, and the tiny one answered. "Human Ross!" he exclaimed, immediately stooping down to lift Ross up with ease, his large, steady hands yanking him several feet off the ground before gently setting him down again. Melted blue eyes locked onto Ross, scanning him with intense, appreciative focus. That wild, bestial gaze crawled over every inch of the boy's figure, drinking in the details of his outfit.

ross isn't quite sure what this is. if maksim were literally any other man on the god damned planet, he would call it flirting, because it feels like it. banter, casual and playful, tiptoeing into sexual and then dipping back out again, testing waters and making guesses at how easy it would be to jump into them. but this is maksim and it's not flirting, and ross has never felt as uncomfortable and unsure as he does when messages pop up across his screen and that stupid fucking goofy grin spreads across his face, impossible to stop from happening.

for a bit, he lets the messages lay, moves around the kitchen to start making himself something for dinner, leftovers from the night before, some rice and a fresh batch of chicken, quick and easy, trying and failing to compose the perfect message in his head. it doesn't have to be perfect, and he knows that. he's still thoroughly convinced himself that he's not trying to impress this guy. but when his phone buzzes again, and he looks at the new messages, and that same goofy grin appears, he's back to fretting over the perfect thing to say again.

[ Big Guy ⟶ ✉︎ ] i used to go hiking a lot back home with my sister and cousins. camping trips and all that. there's a place near my hometown called barrow falls, if you're ever in the mood to see different gorgeous waterfalls, i can't recommend it enough. [ Big Guy ⟶ ✉︎ ] was gonna take the ex there and pop the question before... well, you know that story, anyway. [ Big Guy ⟶ ✉︎ ] i don't, by the way. feel that way. i don't think it's ever the right move to dull your own shine to help someone elses stand out. this will be the last time i ever say anything nice to you, so savor it while it lasts, but i think you're a great guy, maksim, and having high standards is a testament to that. you want someone who meets you where you are, and there's nothing wrong with that.

his heart is hammering in his chest again, hard and fast. he's worried that sincerity is only going to get him mocked, and on that same vein, he's worried that that sincerity won't be taken sincerely. because he's not exactly been anything besides a pain in the ass to maksim before. a few moments of nice don't really change that, and if the other man thinks he's just putting on some show of it, something about the idea of that makes him sick to his stomach, too.

he blows out a breath, and then grabs the phone again, chewing thoughtfully on his bottom lip. worrying it enough that he can feel that little dent in it, the place where he bites at it a lot, the little divot where he's broken skin more than once.

[ Big Guy ⟶ ✉︎ ] i mean that, by the way. i'm not just saying it to say it. what time on saturday?

because it's much easier to pivot an awkward conversation than to try and pick it up and run with it even further. maksim will believe him or he won't.

[fiddlepickdouglas]

Vice Versa anon here, I just finished the last episode. I’m so glad that they had a happy ending, they deserved it. Also when we had talked before about how they wouldn’t be able to get married, it hadn’t even occurred to me that they could just go to another country for that lmfao. I do have to say that it’s been quite amusing seeing Neo in both Eclipse and Vice Versa, I think he’s grown to be one of my favorite actors just from his two characters. Oh and I have decided to pretend that Talay figured out who Dol is in their universe so they can be friends there as well. I’d also like to point out that Puen was filming a movie in the green house place so I wonder if he is recreating their movie in their universe? Or just using it for another movie? I have a lot of thoughts about this entire show and I can’t believe it’s over but I’m glad I got to talk to you about it :)

Hello anon!

😭😭😭😭 I'm gonna miss theeemmmmmm. And you, seriously. I hope whatever future shows we enjoy together we can still discuss ❤️❤️

God I have so many thoughts and feelings. I loved the proposal but at the end. It was such a nice callback to them seeing the married couple in the beginning (AkkTheo/ForceBook my beloveds) and how it also felt like watching the proposal in Enchanté. So endearingly dorky yet specific to them - the best kind. Puen was dying to propose for ages I am pretty sure 😂

GOD NEO THO!!!!!! He is just taking his place in the BL world so we'll, I am so excited for him! Jomtup was adorable; I fell in love with him instantly, I need to keep him in my pocket and squeeze him on occasion. And him as Kan in The Eclipse is just sending me through the roof, the way he does serious characters so well??? Random side thought, I'm glad they didn't feel a need to give Up any love interests and let him be happy with his professional success. I don't care what his identity would be otherwise but it felt good for the character and I sometimes don't like when stories make everyone find a partner by the end so it was refreshing.

Definitely agree that Talay figured out who Dol was. I hope Dol finds some kind of happiness since losing Joob. That still hurts man. Just a bit of terrifying existentialism they tossed in there to haunt me for days. Right up with putting a 16 year old in an older man's body. What if that guy was married??? I don't wanna think any further.

Honestly with Puen it could've been all of the above. I could see him finding an excuse to use that cafe in nearly every future film he makes. It's such a comfort place for him now and it's a gorgeous location so why not, yk? If I ever get to visit Thailand like I hope, I plan on going there.

I WANNA KNOW WHAT WENT DOWN WITH TESS AND TUN STILL!!! It was such a choice to make Tess the bad example all through his time in Talay's body, and we didn't get to see the growth that led to him finally working well together with the Friend Credits group. I knew the show couldn't let him remain an asshole, and for the sake of how they told things it's kinda realistic that people change when you're not looking. Their story would've been interesting though. GMMTV where's the other season where we get the flip side?????

Please, if you have more thoughts I'm happy to discuss them!

[tuancore]

Lost You (Part 11) :

Starring- Jinyoung x reader

Genre- Angst

Summary- It's your choices and actions which made you miserable.

Standing outside your apartment's door, you examined the door briefly, every single line and curve, remembering the time when you both first moved to this apartment after coming to Seoul, everything flashing before your eyes, rethinking your each and every decision in life. When you first came to Seoul, you felt like an outcast but with Jinyoung by your side, you had that hope of everything going to be alright, can't believe that same Jinyoung became so unfamiliar to you. Twisting the doorknob, you stepped in, just like the first time you entered with him.

Your eyes were covered with a velvety blindfold, you felt like stumbling every now and then in your heels, not knowing where he was actually taking you. He took you by surprise by picking you up in his arms, your hand naturally flying behind his shoulders. He chuckled seeing that terrified expression on your face, "Easy, angel I'm not going to drop you".

"Jinyoung, I swear if you're taking me to some horror house, you know how horrible they are" But he didn't reply you but kept on chuckling, making your stomach churn with anticipation. A ding sound, perked your ears, it was an elevator. He stepped out of it walking for awhile and then stopping again, "Angel,I found the best place for us, exactly what we were looking for", stepping in he gently placed you on your feet, slipping your blindfold.

"Welcome to our home" He grinned, seeing your shocked reaction. You gasped seeing all the showpieces and furnitures, all were exactly the same what you used to always discuss with him. You faced him with tears of joy in your eyes, smiling adoringly at him, "Everything....is exactly the same...". He nodded, hugging you gently while you melted in his arms,"You're such a crybaby..." Wiping your tears he cupped your face with both of his hands,staring into your eyes, he said,"I promise you angel, as long as I am with you I won't let you shed a single drop of tear. And that I'll keep you forever happy and safe in my arms".

The truth is promises are meant to be broken. You always heard that but never believed it until today. All of his words were nothing but sugar coated sweet talks, none of his promise were meant to keep. Dragging your feet to the middle of the living room, you stared at the large couch, it was Jinyoung's decision to keep it there so that you both could cuddle and watch movies on Sundays in each other's arms.

What was that for if he couldn't trust you enough?

Your gaze shifted towards the wall in the front, which at this point looked like some stalker's wall. Jinyoung out of many of his hobbies he was very much passionate for photography as well, and his all time favourite muse was you. You remember, how he used to budge you night and day to pose for him, most of the time you obliged which made him always run after you with a camera. After some time you got irritated, of his constant clicking, so you strictly ordered him to not to click your pics.

"Okay Okay! I won't ask you anymore to pose for me" He rose his hands in surrender, seeing a huge pout on your face.

He loved clicking your pics but it got irritating for you, since you wanted to enjoy moments with him without phones and cameras while he wanted to capture all the moments to reminisce about. So he found another way to keep on clicking your pics rather asking you to pose for him, he took your candid shots, whenever you fell asleep, or when you watered the plants, or when you cooked, when you jammed to your favorite songs, when you read books, or whenever you did some work on your laptop. He just loved you and only you. The wall was wall less and your face in frames more.

What was that for if he couldn't love you enough?

Out of so many pictures one was your favourite, subconsciously you walked closer to the frame taking out from the wall, caressing the image ever so lightly. It was a photo which was a candid shot clicked by JB, when you all went to the Disneyland in LA while visiting Mark's parents there.

"Why are you grinning like that?" Mark asked seeing your stupid grin, but failed to noticed two cones of ice cream in your hands. So you extended your hands showing him the cones, "My favourite ice cream!".

"Two cones? Each with five scoops?" Jackson commented not believing your childishness, "Ten scoops, are you even a girl?". Glaring at him you muttered 'idiot',"Of course I'm a girl that's why I love ice cream".

"More than Jinyoung?" Youngjae asked, teasing you on purpose. "Obviously!", You tilted the heads of both the cones forming a triangle as they the topmost scoops touched eachother, others mouthing an 'Ugh'. Your sparkly eyes became crescent happily biting on the scoops at once, when all of a sudden Jinyoung appeared out of nowhere back hugging you, his mouth on top of your head making it look as if he was about to bite you. Thats when JB clicked it. It was such an adorable picture and your favourite as well.

Someone really has said the truth, that only pictures last forever. Gripping the huge photogframe harshly in your hands, you threw it with a sudden force making it land at the corner of the room with a loud shattering noise. Everything was already over, so what was the need to keep reminiscing over such petty things.

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"Youngjae-ah.....Why?....." Jinyoung whispered in disbelief holding onto Youngjae's shoulder, he couldn't believe that Youngjae whom he thought of his smaller brother would hurt him in the most cruel way possible.

"It's not only Youngjae hyung but your so called friend Jisoo too" BamBam hissed, at the thought of Jisoo. Jinyoung snapped at BamBam with shock, another hard punch in his gut, "What are you saying?....".

"Yes, Youngjae and Jisoo were the ones playing you, noona and Jackson hyung like a puppet without any of your knowledge and if you think I'm lying then why don't you ask Youngjae hyung yourself" BamBam concluded with a stern face. Jinyoung turned around facing Youngjae with a furious eyes.

"Why the fuck would you do this to us?! Why Youngjae!?! Why!!" Jinyoung snarled gritting his teeth, his hands wrapped around Youngjae's throat almost cutting his oxygen, Mark and Jackson pulled him from Youngjae while he coughed his lungs out, his own tears spilling out.

"Because I love her....I always have....It hurt everytime I saw her in your arms smiling and giggling, I—.....I felt that it could've been me instead of you whom she loved more than her life.....and to protect my heart from bleeding anymore. I seperated you both" Youngjae's explanation made everyone beyond shocked. They all never thought the reason behind it was another complication.

"The fuck did you say Youngjae!!" Jinyoung growled breaking from Jackson's and Mark's grasp, landing a harsh punch on Youngjae's face which made him fall on the couch behind him, Jinyoung hovered over him punching him a few more times.

"Stop It Jinyoung! Stop it!!" Jaebeom and Mark shouted trying to get him to stop but he was too mad to pay attention to those words, when Youngjae pushed Jinyoung from him throwing a punch at his face, with blood gushing out of his own nose.

"STOP IT! JINYOUNG, STOP IT! CHOI YOUNGJAE!".

Youngjae got up on his feet, wiping the blood spurting out of his nose from his hoodie's sleeves, his cheeks also scraped from Jinyoung's hard punches.

"Since when?" Jackson asked sternly, glaring at him. Youngjae smiled at the mere thought of you, continuing, "Since University, she was my senior. I fell in love with her over time, she was not only gorgeous but kind as well. She saved me from getting bullied almost for an year and after that everyone stopped bullying me, how could I just not fall for her? I planned to confess her but Jinyoung hyung beat me to it! And my heart shattered when she accepted his love, I was broken......".

"Bullshit! You never told me that you were getting bullied back then!Plus she never told me" Jinyoung asserted. "I was! But whenever I was with you all I saw was you drowning in stress to get your master's degree and your father's constant ranting, so I kept quiet!".

"She never told you because I asked her to promise me to not to let you know about me getting bullied otherwise you'll get another reason to stress over and I didn't want you to!"Youngjae informed with his fists clenched in rage, "When she finally became your girlfriend, I thought of moving on so I tried dating but hell not a single girl I've been with could compare to her, I tried hard to convince myself that she belonged to you, she loves you but no my heart wouldn't listen.....it continued to ache for her, how could I just throw away the love which I had for her for past five years!".

With that Youngjae began to untangle all the strings, how he saw Jisoo working for Jinyoung, and from the way she looked at his with those heart eyes was enough to tell that she was in love with him, so he proposed the idea to Jisoo while as accepted it without any second thoughts. All they were waiting was for a right time and a perfect plan, and they got that exact opportunity when he saw you and Jackson meeting frequently without Jinyoung in range.

Coming to those photographs, he didn't had to do much at all, he simply clicked the pictures of Jackson's bedroom with every minor details, and technology gave him the exact environment Jackson's room had, but the real problem was in finding a boy who had same physique as that of Jackson and vice versa for the girl, so that your faces could be photoshoped accordingly, but that stupid girl forgot to hide her streaked hair.

"If you loved noona so much then why did you slut shame her like this?" Yugyeom snapped. "Jinyoung hyung was always insecure of the boys around her, so I kicked him on his weak spot. I couldn't believe when he believed in those fake photographs more than his own girl, I guess he really didn't deserve her".

"Youngjae......it's not love, it's obsession. Love is when you let the person you love just be happy, you completely shattered her! Jisoo and you both hurt the persons you loved! If you really loved her your heart would've ripped out everytime she suffered! It's not love Youngjae-ah, it's your obsession,it can't be love, it's not love........it's not......." JB croaked out choking on his own tears.

"After what you've done to her, Do you think she'll ever come to you? Do you?" Mark belted angrily. "She won't come to me but atleast she won't go to him either" Youngjae hollered with a sick grin, "And that's enough for me. If she can't be mine then she won't be his either".

"Youngjae fucking get out before we really do something to you which we'll regret for eternity!" JB yelled, motioning towards the door, shooting a last smirking gaze towards Jinyoung, he left without a protest.

Jinyoung dropped to his knees, feeling all the pain you felt through these days, all the tears you've shed for the pain he has given you. Small painful whimpers escaping his lips, everyone watched him crying.

"As much as I want to sympathise with you.....I can't, it's you who have brought this upon yourself" JB commented with a poker face eventhough his heart ached for Jinyoung. JB's remark send him further into the pit of guilt and remorse.

"Please..... forgive me......please....." Jinyoung stammered out sobbing hard, "I'm sorry.....I'm so so sorry", he just kept on pleading to the others, even when they were hurting seeing him before their eyes they were well aware that sooner or later this day will come, and Jinyoung will regret his each and every deed.

"You are sorry? You should be sorry. After whatever you've done to her, Do you think you deserve forgiveness?" Jackson crouched down beside him, his words hitting Jinyoung's heart like a dagger.

"Jackson.....I'm sorry......please forgive me. I was so wrong" He cried hugging Jackson, even if he wanted to hate Jinyoung, he couldn't Jinyoung was not only his friend but more of a brother. Unable to control his tears, Jackson sobbed hugging Jinyoung tightly letting him cry on his shoulder.

"Jinyoung hyung.....at some point we all can forgive you but the question is, Will Noona forgive you?" Yugyeom countered in a mere whisper. Jinyoung clutched onto Jackson's shirt, mumbling a quiet "No....".

"How am I supposed to apologise to her?" Jinyoung stared at Jackson for some assurance but found none, "I....I called my angel.....a slut.....how can I? I am such a monster, I even slapped her......when all she did was telling me the truth.....I hurt her, My angel begged me on her knees still I accused her of something so horrible. How can I be so heartless?....... Jackson, I—I made her feel so inferior......" Jinyoung gulped the knot forming in his throat as realisation hit him, facing BamBam he stammered, "BamBam....you said she is pregnant..... I—I despised my own child....our child.....How monstrous was I to hurt her this bad!!......".

By now everyone's eyes gleamed with tears, it was surely painful for him, but it wasn't anything compared to yours. Jinyoung has completely robbed you of your happiness, your everything, he tossed you away like you never meant anything to him while you continued to prove your innocence stepping on your self respect, self esteem. To be honest, he didn't deserve any forgiveness at all.

"Even if everything was set up by Youngjae and Jisoo, the way the things have degraded to, wouldn't have if you.....you" BamBam pointed out his finger at Jinyoung, "If you had faith on Noona, even a tiny bit, none of this would be happening right now. Instead of you crying here and she there, you both would be laughing and smiling in each other's arms........Loving eachother, accept it or not but you never trusted her enough. The way she was hurt, when you chose Jisoo over her......Gosh I can never forget the look in her eyes, She looked dead......so dead!".

Yugyeom patted BamBam's back with an attempt to calm him down, Yugyeom continued, "You can only pray for noona to forgive you. Everything is in her hands now".

The intense air subsided around everyone as BamBam's phone rang, answering the call immediately, he whispered, "Hello...".

The words from the other end broke BamBam to his soul, the phone slipped through his hands as he stared at Jinyoung completely emotionless.

"Noona had.....she had.....a miscarriage".

Part 10 // Part 11 // Part 12

Note: I'm not editing the drafts before posting them, so if you guys spot any errors, please let it slide, thank you so much ~~~

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[justanotherlifeff]

Levi Ackerman × reader

Genre: Angst, Hurt/comfort, Fluff, matured themes, slowburn

Warning: There's mentions and descriptions of underage rape and suicidal themes and self harm.

Levi POV

The M.P expected us to turn Eren in after the failed operation but Erwin apparently had a plan. I woke up and went to the dining hall to find (Y/N) making tea. Just two cups for today. She avoided looking at me. Her eyes were puffy which meant she cried to sleep. I never thought the death of our comrades would make her cry. She didn't seem like someone who would cry about what happened in the past that easily. I didn't want to judge her though because even if I didn't see her get too close to anyone from the team, she still must have cared. 

"Rough night?" I asked her as she set down a cup of tea and some biscuits in front of me. "Yeah. A bit" she answered and took a sip of her own tea. There was an awkward silence between us as I didnt know what to say to her. "I wish I died instead. Things would've been better that way" she murmured again and took a biscuit from the plate. "Don't say that. What happened has happened. We can't change anything and I'm glad that you're alive. You're a big asset to the team" I replied. I knew I was bad at giving condolences to people but this probably was the worst I've ever done. 

"You aren't glad captain. Wouldn't you have preferred it if Petra was alive instead? After all, you were supposed to get married to her. I... I could've saved her you know. But I didn't because I had some personal issues with her. I wasted that one second of advantage that I had over the female titan just because I didn't know which would've been the right decision. The one I made was clearly wrong, by general ethics and also because it caused a lot more trouble for you and uncle Erwin. The most horrible thing about it is that I… I felt relieved that she's out of my way. I regret the fact that my decision made someone lose their child and someone lose their… loved one. What I did is a punishable offence and I would gladly accept my punishment." she said looking down at the table. 

I sighed at that. Of Course she had something to do with this. Someone with her level of skills could've easily gotten out of that situation. 

"(Y/N), I will be blunt with you. What you did was selfish, irresponsible and immature. I won't go on with the ethics here because I personally killed people who had a problem with me back in the underground. However, (Y/N), we are not underground now. We are up here where ethics have value. I personally made some very immature mistakes during my first expedition too, trying to kill Erwin. That got the two people I ever gave a damn about killed. I won't report this to the higher ups because I tried to kill a comrade on my first expedition too due to my selfish whims. However, (Y/N), if anything like this happens again, I won't hesitate to report to Erwin. I care about my comrades and you will have to take responsibility for such actions. The titans are already out to kill us during the expeditions and killing each other won't help humanity or your goals. I won't ask you to be ashamed of what you did. You made the decision and you are owning it. However, I am not proud of what you did. I expected you to be able to keep your personal feelings out of your job. By the way what do you mean by that deal about marriage? Petra had a crush on me but the feeling wasn't mutual. I wish I transferred her to another squad but I can't change anything now. Petra and I weren't supposed to get married. She just ranted about it to her father I suppose so that he could convince me." I said to her in a monotone voice, wondering if that thing about marriage that Petra probably bragged to (Y/N) about made (Y/N) make such a bad decision while her eyes widened.

 "But I saw you two kissing... " she started when I interjected "she just confessed her feelings to me then and kissed me out of nowhere and you opened the door before I could process the whole information and push her off me." I explained. "But she told me you are dating her..." she started again and I interjected again to say "She was bluffing" this time annoyed because she just isn't getting the message. "But why.." she started again and I stopped her again to say, "because I like someone else you idiot! ". 

At this point, she looked like someone punched her in the gut as a flash of regret glinted in her eyes. It passed in mere seconds before she looked surprised at me and asked, "Heichou, don't mind me asking but are you gay? And is that Eren?" The look on my face probably made her understand how ridiculous that theory is. Why did she even assume that? "Sorry for assuming. But if you're not gay, it must be Hanji.." she muttered and I could see a speck of sadness in her eyes. Does that mean she likes me too? 

"Why would I even like that titan loving shitty glasses? She's like a sister." I told her in my monotone voice. "Oh! So, is it someone I know?" she asked me. "You do know that I'm your superior right brat? You shouldn't be asking questions like this." I told her. "You told me that I can trust you. Doesn't that mean you should trust me too? And these trust businesses kinda make us friends right? Since we are trusting each other about things that are personal? And I thought friends talk to each other about stuff like who they are interested in." she told me with a straight face but her voice betrayed her. She was nervous. 

"What's in it for you?" I asked her. She can't know I'm interested in her. "Just curious. I'm not great at making friends and since I happened to make a friend by myself, I just thought I'll try to make a conversation. Sorry for bothering you captain." she muttered, without looking at me. "Look, it's best if you don't know. I like someone I'm not supposed to. If this gets out, both her and my reputation will be on the line." I explained to her with a serious tone. It was the truth. After a pause, she said, "I happen to be in a similar situation" with a smile. She really should smile more often.

(Y/N) POV

I felt like a complete idiot. Of Course Petra lied. It was all sinking in now. I got someone killed because I was a selfish piece of crap. And to add to my guiltiness, she wasn't even with Levi heichou. How could I do this to her? To her parents? "Why the hell are you still alive! Such a burden... Just get out of my house and die somewhere will you?!" I remember a voice shouting at me, a memory of my childhood, a memory from the underground that never left me. Was I becoming like her? That woman who sold me off to that brothel? Was I becoming like my biological mother? That woman broke every promise she ever made to me. Could I live with myself if I became like that? 

I decided not to think more of it because I probably would never be able to look in the mirror and tolerate myself. With that, I stopped thinking about it and just as heichou mentioned that he liked someone, I blurted out that I am in a similar situation without giving it a second thought.

Who was he talking about? That day after looking at Petra kiss heichou, I came to the conclusion that I have feelings for Levi heichou and I don't regret Petra's death because her absence made my insecurities go away. I felt like I'm a monster for thinking that way and cried quite a bit thinking how disappointed my parents could have been, how disappointed everyone would've been in general as I thought about it last night. I also thought that heichou just lost his fiancee and I definitely didn't have a chance because he probably would be too devastated to be with other women.

 Now that I knew the truth, I felt plain guilt, however, as there was the slightest possibility that the girl heichou likes could be me, I didn't have any intention to let go of this chance. "I'll tell you who I like if you tell me about you. That way no one can double cross each other." I said to him. "I don't feel comfortable about telling you who she is." heichou stated, not looking at me. I could see him blushing. It was a sight to see. 

"We could play a game of 5 questions. We will ask each other 5 questions and both can answer as yes or no. Is that okay?" I proposed. I personally always hated this game that Eren and my fellow members of the 104 trainee corps made up but at that moment, I couldn't think of any other way to get heichou to open my mouth. "Isn't that a children’s game?" heichou asked me, raising an eyebrow. "Well, yes but we don't exactly have things to do right now so why not kill time doing this?" I reasoned. "Yeah I guess we do have some time to kill.." he answered, sounding a bit unsure. 

"Do I know her?" I asked. "Yes. And is it a man?" he answered and asked.

 "Yes. Is she from the 104 training Corps?" I answered and asked again.

 "Yes. Do I know him?" he answered and asked.

 "Yes. Was she in the top 10 recruitments?" I answered and asked. A blush formed on my face. So he was into someone from our training Corps.. 

He looked away and said, "Yes. Is he from the 104 trainee Corps?" The tension between us increased.

 "No. Was she in the top 3?" I asked not looking at him. If he says yes, it's either me or Mikasa. 

"Yes. Does he happen to be a squad leader?" he asked. His body was tense and he averted his eyes from mine. I did the same since I was too nervous.

 "Yes. Was she in the first position?" I almost whispered. I was speechless. I never thought that slightest hope could become something so big. 

"Yes. Is he the captain of the survey corps?" he asked while running a hand in his hair. His face looked serious. He was interested in me. 

"Yes'' I whispered. I was so shocked that I didn't know how to react. I should've felt happy but in reality, I felt terrified. I knew why I felt that way. It's because the reality sunk into me. The world was a cruel place. Bad things happened whenever I believed in people. I wasn't ready to lose him. I didn't know if I ever could be ready for that. He looked at me with wide eyes. I could see the fear in them. He was scared too and I understood why he felt that way. He was right. This was impossible.

Levi POV

Did we just confess to each other? What the hell am I doing? This isn't like me at all. I seriously agreed to play this stupid game those cadets made up just to know who she had feelings for? I knew that if it wasn't me, I would make their life in the survey corps much more hellish than it already is. Now that I know that it's me, it bothered me that I would have to break her heart. 

However, this girl made me make all sorts of bad decisions and I couldn’t even hate her for it. I looked straight at her eyes. She was blushing and her eyes were as terrified and sad as mine. This wouldn't work and she understood it. I was glad that she understood the issue because explaining this would be a big problem. 

The silence was broken by Eren. "Hey (Y/N), you made breakfast?" he asked her cheerfully. (Y/N) muttered a "No" with her usual monotone voice. Eren didn't notice the tention in the room because of how stupid he is as he sat down beside (Y/N). "They are late.." I broke the silence.

 "I can't believe that good-for- nothing Erwin.. Making me wait. The MPs are going to get here first. Most likely.. He's having some trouble taking a shit." I stated which made Eren laugh while (Y/N) remained stoic. She probably still was processing everything. I took another sip of the tea and placed it on the saucer. 

"Heichou, you're pretty talkative today," Eren pointed out nervously. Of Course I was. I confessed to (Y/N) a while back and the situation just got more complicated. I was talking so much because there was too much on my mind. "Don't be stupid. I've always been talkative" I answered instead. 

"Eren" (Y/N) called out, her face looked like it had aged suddenly. I knew that she was about to talk about her contribution to the death of my squad to Eren. She seemed more worried about the squad's death.

 "I could've saved Petra and that would've saved Oluo but I didn't because of my own personal issues. I was wrong to do that. My priorities shouldn't be greater than anyone's life. I need to know if you can forgive me after hearing this." she told him, her voice monotone. 

"(Y/N)... I can't forgive you for the decision you made but, I made a wrong choice too. That was what got you in that situation. It all started from me. Back then, if only I hadn't made the wrong choice things might have been different. Even you were injured..." Eren stated, looking at me at the end.

 "I told you two. No one knows how things will turn out. Stop blaming yourselves for this. It's just how the situation was." I answered, shutting them up. The last thing the survey corps needed right now were soldiers that had regrets. Just then Erwin and the others arrived.

(Y/N) POV

Armin came to a conclusion that Annie could be the female titan. The plan was, when the military police would come to escort us, Eren, Armin and Mikasa would sneak out. They would take Annie to the abandoned underground city in stohess district and fight her there with some other survey corps soldiers and with Eren's titan powers. I was supposed to be with Levi Heichou and Uncle Erwin. Both of us were injured and we weren't allowed to participate in the fight. 

Everything was going according to the plan until there was a lightning and a gust of smoke. We knew the plan had failed. Commander Nile looked surprised and was talking to Uncle Erwin. I looked at Levi heichou. He was staring at the smoke. Suddenly he looked at me and said, "seems like plan A failed. We need to go somewhere safe until the fight is over. Go tell Erwin to make his conversation quick and get moving". " Yes heichou" I replied and went to Uncle Erwin. My mind was still stuck to the conversation we had this morning. Heichou was right. It was impossible. But... If I couldn't have the one I love, I couldn't reach my goal of happiness. In that case, what's the point of being alive?

To be continued... 

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Crocodile. What a man. I admire him... in a “that's absolutely despicable” and “what kind of depraved maniac plans in such detail” kind of way.

Like him or hate him you have to give him credit where it's due. He has backup plans for his backup plans. Because he trusts no one, he plans to get rid of everyone. I'm sure he has plans for every single Agent in this operation should they betray him.

Let's think back. Crocodile lured the Straw Hats into his territory, ordering Robin to invite them into the VIP room. They took the right path labeled Pirate and fell into a trap.

While we have no way of knowing what was in the left path, I have no doubt it was a trap. Especially considering how Crocodile specifically invited them to the VIP room. He made it seem like a choice but there was no real choice in that situation.

When Crocodile sees Smoker in the cage, he instantly figures out that Smoker was acting without government orders, and plans to write off his death as an “accident” with the Straw Hats.

Then, he overkills his plan to kill them. Not only is the cage made of Sea Stone, he floods the room with water to drown them AND releases Bananawanis into the room. Creatures ferocious enough to be natural predators of Sea Kings. The only way the Straw Hats can escape is if they get a key and fight through the Bananawanis.

And what does he do with the key? He tosses it into the Bananawani cage where it is swallowed by a Bananawani that looks identical to all the other Bananawanis.

If Smoker did not recognize the growl of the Bananawani, there was no way they could've found the one that swallowed the key.

And after all their efforts, guess what? The key was fake. Crocodile went through all that planning for a fake key. It was an impossible task. If Mr. 3 was not there to make a key using his Devil fruit ability, they would have all died.

Because that plan isn't detailed enough, Crocodile goes even further. Before ascertaining the death of “Mr. Prince” outside the casino, he goes back to knock Vivi unconscious. The Vivi who has no real fighting ability who he lied to about the key.

If Vivi had not woken up and found Sanji, she and the crew would have died.

Crocodile ran outside and was fooled for a short period of time by Chopper acting as a decoy, allowing Sanji to run in and free the Straw Hats. If Crocodile had known about Sanji's existence, who Bon Clay did not meet, they would have died.

One round of Luffy vs Crocodile later. Crocodile impales Luffy and buries him in quicksand. Again, overkill for a rookie pirate. Unfortunately for him, he was too arrogant to confirm Luffy's death and Luffy survived. If he did, Luffy would have died.

To be fair, only a protagonist would survive that.

Jumping to Alabasta. Let's remember what Crocodile did. He set up Baroque Works to earn money for him, planted suspicion of using Rain Powder on the King, purposefully sent a major trade town into drought, kidnapped the King, and ordered Bon Clay to disguise as the King and burn down a town. He did so much to bring the Royalists and Rebels into conflict. He also went through the additional effort to stop Vivi from meeting Kohza, the rebel leader. In the present, he stops Vivi from blowing up the palace and gaining the people's attention. (It makes me tired just analyzing all his plans.) In short, he wants the country to war.

His goal succeeded and the Royalists and Rebels are killing each other. When Kohza finally meets up with Vivi, Crocodile purposefully enrages Kohza so that he will tell the people there is a bomb in the square—throwing the people into further chaos. Plan 1 fails because Vivi stops Kohza.

So Crocodile plans to kill them to stop Kohza from stopping the rebellion.

Plan 2 fails because Chaka stops him.

But guess what? None of his previous plans were actually necessary. Kohza is shot while proposing peace. Crocodile has double agents on both sides to intensify the conflict.

His final of finalest plans is for a bomb to kill everyone involved which his two unknowing suicide Agents will set off. But guess what? The two Agents were never necessary. The bomb runs on a timer. They only stopped the canon.

Vivi's words represent my sentiments perfectly at this moment. They were sent on another impossible task by Crocodile. I'm certain it was part of his plan to get rid of the Straw Hats in the explosion.

Do you see a pattern here?

Crocodile has intense trust issues. He trusts no one but himself (and the dead) so he overkills every single one of his plans. That's because he expects to be betrayed.

This man has an insane amount of backup plans (and trust issues). Don't look at me, look at his hook. Inside his metal hook is an poisonous hook. Beneath the poisonous hook is a dagger. Without the dagger, the base still works as a mace...

Frankly, he's terrifying. At this point in time, Crocodile genuinely believes that those that know any of his secrets are better off dead. If Crocodile was less arrogant and Luffy had a little less luck, he would have succeeded. It took Luffy three tries to beat Crocodile. If Crocodile confirmed any of Luffy's “deaths,” that's it. Crocodile would have killed everyone involved in his plot and taken over Alabasta.

What do you guys think about him?

[ma-gic-gay]

"If it was up to me, we'd figure out a way to make our marriage real, build a life together. We'd stay together. But that's not what she deserves. She deserves to be with someone she loves," Michael says to Dante one afternoon. "And I don't think she's in love with me."

"Have you told Willow any of this? You keep talking about everything she deserves, how you're not it for some reason you manipulate yourself into thinking, but you don't think she deserves to know how you feel about her?" Dante asks.

"If I tell her this, she stays in this marriage out of feeling like she has to. If I don't, then she gets to go be with someone who she's in love with!" Michael tells him.

"You're an idiot, Michael. Stop deluding yourself into thinking she doesn't have feelings for you too, or that everything would go to hell if you tell her you love her. The worst thing to come out of that is she doesn't feel the same, or even worse, you never tell her how you feel. Don't go down that path."

"Why not? What if Willow doesn't love me back, Dante? For all I know, she's still in love with Chase! She thought he was the love of her life, who the hell am I to tell her I'm in love with her? The worst it is a regret."

Dante sighs, looking at his little brother. "The biggest regret of my life is leaving Lulu and the kids. Sending her divorce papers, trying to forget about them while I was away. You want to live with the fact that you had the woman of your dreams right in front of you this whole time and a million opportunities to tell her how you felt, but didn't take a single one? Do you think, honestly, you'll be able to look her in the eye in 10 years when she's married to some guy who's half as good as you are, but you're both Wiley's parents and never became anything more than that?"

"I don't know! We're getting an annulment for gods sakes, Dante, I don't know how to tell her I love her. She- she's perfect, she's everything I've ever wanted and more." Michael tells him honestly, sitting down. "I don't want her with someone else, but I do want her to be happy with whoever she's with. That's all I ever want for Willow, that she's happy."

"You're terrified of losing her, aren't you?"

"Yes," Michael admits.

"That's how I knew Lulu was the one, Michael. One day, we were just hanging out, and I thought to myself, I can't lose this woman. If I lose her... I don't know what I'll do," Dante tells his little brother, sitting next to him. "It's how Sonny knew Carly was the one, it's how my mother knew Ned was the one. The fear of losing the person made all of us more scared than we were of anything else, except maybe something happening to our children."

"How is this supposed to help me, exactly?"

"Think, right now. Think of all the things you love about Willow," Dante instructs a confused Michael.

His thoughts run wild. Her smile, the way she is with Wiley, how kind she is, their kiss, that look she had on her face when they'd won sole custody of Wiley, everything. How quick she was to help Kristina get out of DOD, the way she looked in her wedding dress, her empathy, her compassion, everything. There wasn't enough space in his head for him to think of everything. "I am," Michael says. "Am I supposed to be having an epiphany or something?"

Chuckling, Dante says, "Nope. I just wanted to see you smile like an absolute idiot. Which, by the way, you are in general."

"Shut up and get to the point, Dante," Michael rolls his eyes at his older brother. "There is a point here, right? Because if there's not, I don't know why you're acting like this."

"Your smile when you're thinking of her, Michael, it's different than when you were thinking about Abby, or Sabrina, or Sasha from what I saw. And when the two of you are together, it's like you have to force your eyes off of each other when there's other people there. Trust me, your mother has been harassing me about this for weeks. It's getting annoying for everyone, watching you incredibly oblivious people who are clearly in love with each other not say you are. You were ready to propose marriage to Sabrina for gods sakes and still, you didn't look this happy all the time. Sure, you and Willow haven't really fought yet, but whenever the two of you are together, it's like you've got the biggest smile ever on your face even if that's not exactly there."

Michael smiles thinking of how similar Willow and Sabrina are, but also how vastly different they are at the same time. "And the point of telling me about how I look when I'm with her is..."

"You are impossible to work with. Michael, tell her you're in love with her before it's too late and you're thinking all the time about how different your life could've been if you'd just told her you loved her. Don't live your life with that as a regret," Dante says. "Either you tell her or I do."

"I am fine with living a life with regret, Dante. We all have regrets," Michael says. "I couldn't deal with myself if I hurt Willow or pressured her into doing something she didn't want to do."

"Michael Corinthos, you were not raised by Sonny, Carly, AJ, and Jason to be such a wimp who stands by and let's the woman he loves get away because he's in his head," Dante lectures him, putting on his big brother lecture voice. "You're being so annoyingly stupid because you don't think she could love you back, but you're not unlovable! People love you, and Willow would be a damned fool if she wasn't."

Michael lets what Dante said sink in for a moment, smiling. "Alright, well you're not entirely wrong. Maybe it wouldn't kill me to tell her how I feel."

"Progress! And perfect timing, considering that she's here," Dante smirks as Willow walks in the door. "Well, I'd love to stay and chat but I've got to go do something so you two have fun."

When he leaves, Willow glances at Michael. "Is it just me or is he acting weird, even for Dante?"

"He's acting weird. Can we talk for a second about the annulment?" Michael asks, gesturing for her to sit next to him.

"Yeah, is there an issue with it?" Willow asks, sounding almost hopeful as she sits next to him.

"The issue with it is that I don't want one. I know I suggested it, but honestly, Willow, you're everything I could've wanted and more. I suggested an annulment because I thought you needed to hear it. In hindsight, I set you up to think an annulment was what I wanted and to think it was the right thing to do, which I'm sorry for. But the truth is, I'm in love with you. I want this marriage to work, if you do too," Michael says. He's careful with his words and makes sure he's not doing anything to pressure her into anything. "Of course, if you want to still get annulled, we will, and if you don't reciprocate my feelings, that's fine."

Willow smiles at him for a minute before saying, "I love you too."

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#my magnum opus.... i've had no sleep#terrible proposals#not seen: barry going up to wally after and saying "hey my sweet darling nephew you are so awesome sometimes but what the fuck was that?#“you could've proposed any other way. do you know how terrifying it is to have dinner with the bat? i know you love him so much but. cmon”#also not seen: bruce hysterically laughing with dick

Batman and Barry are having a calm–if not even a nice conversation when it happens. They’re walking around the Watchtower, talking about the League’s next mission, and that’s when Barry’s face drops, and points to something ahead of them. 

It’s Wally. On one knee. With a small black box in his hand. Dick is in front of him.

They both stop and stare. 

Wally is speaking.

“Richard ‘Dick’,” Wally wiggles his eyebrows suggestively, and Barry wants to die, “Grayson-Wayne, will you do me the honors of being my favorite baby-girl for the rest of my life, and marry the Wall-man?” 

Barry wants to die. He wants to be dead. He wants to dig a 10-foot hole, and cover himself in the dirt, and stay there forever. He can’t even gauge how his face looks right now, and he does not want to look at Batman. The Bat. The guy who decided to dress up as a Man-Bat, go out, and terrorize the criminals of Gotham as a hobby. And his nephew, his loving, funny, fucking stupid, nephew, Wally, just proposed to Batman’s kid. And called himself the “Wall-man” and called the Batkid his “favorite baby girl.”

Dick just said yes.

Barry was not ready to be related to Batman.