#➤ o o c ┊so so sorry for just now getting back to ya. got a little busy over the weekend

[a-dauntless-daffodil]

Emily: “I’m really sorry Vaggie didn’t feel comfortable coming back here. If there’s anything I can do to change that-”

Charlie: “Probably not! It was kinda a sign of her endless love for me that she visited haven again at all!”

Emily: “Oh! Oh that’s nice!!”

Charlie: “Which I NEVER would have asked her to do anyway, if I’d KNOWN the truth about her history up here!”

Emily: “Right. I’m so sorry about that too, by the-”

Charlie: “I mean, I’m not the kind of girl who askes her girlfriend to go spend an afternoon sitting across from the people who ripped off her wings! And her eye! And left her slumped against a dumpster looking half dead!”

Emily: “A… dumpster?”

Charlie: “Making the woman you love relive all that without even rEALIZING it would be pretty fucked up, wouldn’t it??”

Emily: “V- very.”

Charlie: “IT HYPOTHETICALLY COULD MAKE SOMEONE FEEL KINDA TERRIBLE AFTERWARDS, DON’T YOU THINK?”

Emily: “I’m sure it did!”

Charlie: “H Y P O T H E T I C A L L Y”

Emily: “Could! I could see that, yes, if it HAD happened, that would’ve been…”

Emily: “…”

Emily: “Are you- um, is she, errr.. doing better now?”

Charlie: “SO much better she’s doing SO great these days!!!!”

IN HELL

Vaggie: (lying face down on the hotel lobby floor) “I promise I won’t stop helping you morons when she dumps me. I won’t let her dream die just because I was dumb enough to think I could be part of it.”

Angel Dust: “That’s nice toots.”

Vaggie: “Thanks.”

Angel Dust: “Not sad or stupidly gay or anythin’.”

Vaggie: “Thanks.”

Cherri Bomb: “Sad? Angie, it’s perfect!” (takes picture) “I’ve been thinking this place could use a new rug…”

Niffty: (stepping on vaggie) “Squishy!”

Husk: “Get the fuck off her.” (at vaggie) “You, get the fuck UP.”

Vaggie: “Why.”

Alastor: “Hmmm, because this is PAINFULLY pathetic to watch, even for me?”

Vaggie: “Guess I’ll be here forever then.”

Angel Dust: “Vag-GAY c’mon, ya girlfirend’s not gonna dump ya. What’s the competition even!?”

Vaggie: “There’s an angel up in heaven who's helping Charlie work towards her life long dreams as we speak, and she's taller than me, got more wings than me, not as stabby as me, and also not a mass murderer or a liar or missing an eye.”

Cherri Bomb: "Hey!"

Vaggie: "No offence to the other one-eyed ladies here, but it's different when you've got a fucked up empty eye socket."

Niffty: (sighs dreamily) "I bet losing it hurt soooo baaaaad..."

Vaggie: "Never telling my girlfriend why I'd actually lost it or how it made me look like the deranged murder angel I was, even while she tried kissing it better for me, ended up hurting way worse."

Angel Dust: “That's a point….”

Angel Dust: “...alright, so Charlie’s PROBABLY not gonna dump ya-”

Niffty: “Oh that’s a weird sound!” (giggling) (bounces on vaggie) “I think she’s dying~”

Husk: “If you fucks kill her, I’m telling her demon princess girlfriend and pouring myself a drink to go with your fucking tormented howls.”

Vaggie: (muffled) “what if she’s my ex-girlfriend”

Husk: “…I’ll pour you a fucking drink and listen to your tormented howls.”

Niffty: “ME TOO I’LL LISTEN TOO!”

Alastor: “Dear one, perhaps if you were NOT standing on her skull and compressing her WRETCHED cries into the floor, we could be hearing them already.”

Niffty: “Whoops~ Heheheeh~”

Cherri Bomb: (recording it) “Damn, that groan’s been going on for ages… Bitch has some lung capacity on her.”

Angel Dust: “Point one for Vag-gay! Probs as good eating out as ya are at HOLDING out on ya girl!!!”

Vaggie: “uuuughhh…uaauuugghhaaaAAAAAAAAAAaaahhhhrrrgh..” (whimpers)

Niffty: “Okay.” (GIGGLES) “NOW she’s dying~” (bounces)

IN HEAVEN

Charlie: “Everything’s totally fine I have NO idea why you’d even ASK!”

Emily: “You’ve spent the entire time up here staring at pictures of Vaggie on your phone?”

Charlie: “I’m allowed to look at my girlfriend!”

Emily: “While crying and sniffling into your sleeve?”

Charlie: (sobbing) (desperately patting down her jacket) “SHE’S THE ONLY ONE WHO KNOWS WHICH OF MY POCKETS HAS THE HANDKERCHIEF IN IT, OKAY??”

Emily: (smiling) “I think you two are going to be just fine.”

Charlie: (BLOWS NOSE LOUDLY INTO JACKET SLEEVE, which catches on FIRE)

Emily: “…..not your clothes, though. You might need a new set of those.”

[miintsprigz]

Hello! I loved your mercs x artist reader! I ran into it when I started a Spy art piece a few days prior. (Spooky!) I wanted to request something! Headcanons about a (g/n) reader fear-punching the mercs out of instinct. Like, what if scout just jumped out at the reader and the reader fucking DECKS him on accident. Preferably all mercs, but if that's too much, then just Scout, Spy, and Medic. Obv feel free to ignore, but thank you for your other written pieces!

Oooh, y’all have such good requests!!!

I’ll be honest, I’m pretty sleepy right now, but Scout, Spy, and Medic are some of my favorite mercs to write for, so I can definitely write those three.

May make a part two with the others when I have a bit more energy!

I hope you enjoy, dear Anon ^^

Characters used: Scout, Spy, Medic (TF2)

Warnings: Bit of blood, stuff relating to anxiety.

Scout:

Finally, the weekend was here. It had not been a good week for you in the slightest, and you were glad that it was done. You could unwind and take it easy now.

Kicking your shoes off as you entered, you closed the door, only to be greeted with a sudden blast of noise.

“Boo!”

Without even thinking, your hand curled into a fist, shot out and struck the figure square in the jaw. About a second later, you recognized the voice as belonging to the Scout.

“Ow!!! What the—?!” He groaned in pain, rubbing the side of his face.

“O-oh my gosh, Scout…I, I’m so sorry…”

He curled his lips inward for a second, biting them. Jeremy wasn’t mad at you—truly, he wasn’t, although it hurt crazy bad.

His first reflex when punched was to punch back…but he wasn’t going to punch you. Never you. So he had to freeze for a second, taking a deep breath, rolling his head to the side.

You kept apologizing, hands starting to shake a bit. Quickly, gently, he reached up and took ahold of one of them, gently squeezing his fingers around the back of it, tapping them almost rhythmically against your skin.

A small smile made its way to his face, shaking his head slightly.

“…ya know, if I was just getting back here, and someone jumped out at me…I think I’d slug ‘em too. You’re okay, (Y/N)… I’m sorry I scared ya.”

You wanted to cry for a second, and he could tell. Pulling you in quick, he brought his other arm up to hug you quickly.

“You okay?”

“I-I’ll be fine, just gotta breathe…did I hurt you too bad—”

“Been hit way worse than that, doll. Ya do got a mean right hook on ya though.”

You laughed, and that helped to catch your breath.

“Let me get you some ice…”

“Don’t worry about it, I’m fine, I’m tough…” Reaching up to gingerly touch the spot he’d been struck resulted in a wince though.

You jerked your head towards the kitchen. “C’mon.”

“Arright, if it makes ya feel better…”

“Oh shush.”

A quiet laugh cued you in that he’d be just fine after some ice.

He was noticeably careful with you as the day went on. You could tell he felt bad, but you’d said it was okay…and if he could take anyone at their word, it was you.

____

Medic:

Good word, you hadn’t been sent through respawn, but with how much your head hurt, you were starting to think that might have been a better deal than what you got.

Immediately, you sought out the Medic. If anyone could help you recover, it was him, of course.

You figured you’d just wait outside his office until he came back…not realizing he was already there. Hearing you outside, the doctor slowly, silently opened the door, and went to tap you on the shoulder.

Obviously, you hadn’t expected to see anyone, let alone feel a hand on you, and the pain had you on autopilot, so you spun around and—

“Ach!”

“Medic??? Crap—you scared me, I didn’t mean—I’m sorry, I—I just need—it hurts so bad—!”

Great. So now you were in pain after a long day, and you’d (accidentally) clobbered the only guy who could fix it! This was one of those “last straw” moments though, and Medic could tell.

“Oh (Y/N), no need to explain! Take a breath for a moment, bitte (please)! I promise I am fine…oh no…”

You tried to breathe, but it caught in your throat. His eyes were locked onto you, gently grasping your shoulders. Tears had threatened to spill down your face, and this got them falling. You sniffled, trying to keep composed.

“I didn’t mean to…”

“There there, come, walk with me…”

The two hands on your shoulders became one hand gently grasping yours, leading you to a cot in his office to take a seat.

“Where is the pain? Point. I will fix it.”

Somehow, the compassion and somewhat surprising gentleness only made you cry more, but you pointed to your head.

“Ooh, ja, after what I saw you put through today, I’m not surprised—my head would hurt, too.”

Before you knew it, a light flickered on above you, and as the machinery whirred, your pain waned and disappeared entirely.

“There! Good as new.”

Your voice broke when you tried to speak. “Doc…”

“What is it? Does it still hurt? That shouldn’t be…”

He leaned down a bit so that he was on eye level with you. You shook your head.

“I punched you…I didn’t mean to punch you, I didn’t even want to, I…I’m so sorry…”

You knew you’d calm down in a minute, but right now you couldn’t help yourself, and it seemed like he understood that. Before you knew it, he’d hugged you tightly, holding you close to his chest. Tousling your hair lightly with one hand, he shushed you softly.

“Shh shh shh…it’s alright, Liebling, I know reflexes when I see them. I shouldn’t have done that—I’ll tell you that it’s me next time, that’s all! If I can patch you up, I can do the same to myself, so…it’ll be like it didn’t even happen!”

You laughed a bit, and felt him rest his chin against the top of your head before both of you pulled apart.

Once again, his hand grasped yours, and he quickly took your other one too.

“Feeling a bit better?”

“Yeah…thanks, Medic. I appreciate it.”

“Of course, (Y/N). Of course.”

________

Spy

Being a close companion of the silent killer, it only made sense that he’d scare you by mistake at some point. Without even meaning to.

You’d even imagined the scenario in your head. And yet. When it actually happened, you still weren’t ready.

Waking up after a series of weird dreams, you went to head downstairs to grab some water and hopefully head back to bed.

Standing there, with the only real light source being the tiny bulb in the back of the fridge, you grabbed a cup and filled it up, not even bothering to sit down to drink it.

Feeling someone brush against your shoulder, you flinched hard and felt your fist go up of its own accord.

It made contact, with a yelp following it.

“Ah!”

“…Spy? Oh no…”

The Spy held one hand over his nose, groaning quietly.

“Hello, (Y/N). You’re up rather early.”

“I’m so sorry, you scared me—”

There was a brief flash of realization over his eyes, and you recognized a bit of shame.

“…you know what, fair enough. I did not think that through.”

Pulling his hand back revealed that he was bleeding quite a bit. “…well, that’s not good. Excuse me.”

Spy was so…matter of fact, about this? It almost put you at ease, but not quite enough. You followed him as he briskly walked to the bathroom, having to scramble along a bit to keep up with him.

“Did I break it?”

“No, I don’t believe so. Breaks hurt much more than this.”

It wasn’t too surprising to hear that someone who was basically a secret agent had broken his nose before.

He looked over at you with confusion flitting across his face, having finally cleaned up most of the blood. Brows furrowed together, he sounded truly puzzled.

“…(Y/N), you didn’t strike me as being afraid of blood.”

“I-I’m not!” You didn’t like how sharply your voice came out, but you couldn’t seem to change it much.

“Well, what’s the matter then? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

“Spy, I…I punched you. I hurt you.”

“Hmm, debatable really. Punched me, yes. Hurt me? Only for a moment. The bleeding is already stopping.”

You looked at him, bewildered, and felt your face quickly heating up. His expression softened, sighing quietly as the slightest trace of a smile came to his face.

“…Mon coeur (my heart), I’m alright. Please, don’t get yourself upset over it.”

Without thinking about it, you stumbled forward slightly and hugged him. He stepped back a bit at first, surprised, but quickly followed suit, stroking your hair.

“Takes a lot more than that to hurt me. Besides, I took you completely off-guard. I’d argue you just demonstrated sharp reflexes.”

Once Spy pulled back, you realized he was still in that suit.

“Well, at least there’s no blood on your suit.”

With a chuckle, he smirked at you. “Yes, good point.”

“…Why are you fully dressed at this hour anyway? Do you sleep in it?”

Spy rolled his eyes at you. “Absolutely not. I just got back. Late night mission, you see.”

“Ohhhh…”

Leaning against the bathroom counter, a playful tone warmed his voice. “If it will set you at ease, I can regale you with the tale…”

Yes, Spy loved to talk about himself, but this genuinely did seem like it was an attempt to help you calm down. Eagerly, you scrambled to sit on the edge of the tub, playfully resting your chin in your hands as if ready to hang onto every word.

With a snort, he shook his head. “I don’t think this would be a good place for it.”

“Oh!”

Quickly, you got to your feet again, and he bit back a grin as he slipped his arm around your shoulders, heading over to his smoking room.

[sadakorosee]

Comfort

Omg this is my first request! Poly relationship with the turtles request by @trtlegirl00

TW: a bit of sexual harassment, misogyny

Poly!turtles x fm!reader (Requested)

Work was hell - then again, it's always been hell.

This entire week, your boss has been on your back demanding 10 different tasks from you and scolds you infront of everybody when you haven't finished it. You tried explaining you were doing 4 tasks at once, staying overtime, and barely eaten anything and guess what he said to you?

"Not my problem." He said, with a SHRUG on his shoulders.

You were not tolerating his mistreatment anymore and did the unthinkable; you stepped hard on his foot and he yelped in pain, gasps around the office. Due to the mistreatment you and your colleagues went through, they all clapped.

"I'll see you in fucking court. And don't think I didn't miss you pinching my ass at last week's party. Perv." Then you left.

Despite all that, it just drains the life out of you realizing you're jobless. Fired, for sure. Getting sued? Absolutely.

You dragged yourself to the lair mindlessly. All you want were hugs right now.

"Hey, angel cakes is back!" Mikey saw you from the kitchen and ran to you, only to find you emotionless. Your hair was in a loose bun, your formal clothes unbuttoned and shoes removed, you holding it.

"Angel? What's wrong?" Mikey grew concerned.

That made you break. "I hate everything!" You bawled out of nowhere dropping everything in the process and hugged Mikey sobbing in his shoulder.

"Uhh guys!" Mikey called, catching 3 other turtles' attention.

"What happened?!" Leo asked in panic, holding you and inspecting you for wounds. He saw how messy you looked thinking you got harassed.

"Who hurt you, baby?" Raph held your crying face. "I'll kill 'em. How dare they hurt you like this?!"

"Calm down, you hothead," Donnie pushed the bigger turtle away and inspected you. Once he confirms you weren't physically hurt, he took off his goggles and stroked your hair. "She wasn't physically hurt. But there's something else here. What happened, love? Deep breaths."

You told them everything, which in between the guys slowly getting angry for you until the last part you mentioned your boss touched you in a dinner party:

Leo stopped blinking.

Raph broke a baseball bat he was holding-- which you didn't notice he was holding it. That was weird.

Donnie dropped his gadget.

Mikey gasped. Typical.

"I'm gonna kill him."

Now, people would expect this reaction from Raph, right?

Nope.

"Donnie wait calm down!" Mikey held onto Donnie's leg but the tallest turtle walked to the exit with ease.

"Put down that knife! Sensei used that to cut the fishes!" Leo exclaimed. Please, Leo. That isn't important right now.

"I'm goin' with ya, Don." That was Raph. Of course he's gonna join Donnie kill anybody who touched their s/o.

It took about 20 minutes to calm down your tallest boyfriend and he was still eager to murder your boss but he saw how exhausted you are, so he stopped and hoist you up in his arms, bringing you to the living room.

Your four boyfriends huddled up with you in the middle; two of them holding both of your hands, 1 was massaging your toes and 1 massaging your shoulders.

You'd rather be stuck down in the lair than being in the human world.

Money? You'll think of something.

Right now, you just want to be with your boyfriends.

I hope this was okay C: i'm sorry it took me almost a week to do your request; i'm actually a working lady xD i work 8-5 everyday and i'm tired all the time. i may have added a bit of my story inside. regarding this, stay safe at work or in public. report when you must and don't let any man tell you what's what.

[bihansthot]

Hey there!! ☺

I hope everything's been going okay, I'm not as active on here anymore as I used to, but I'm glad to see you back😊 I was wondering if i could write you something for Bi-Han and/or Reptile since my inbox ate your ask all that time ago😵

Title: Boo to You, Happy Howl-o-Ween part 2!

Rating: Mature

Pairing: Werewolf!Bi-Han x AFAB!Reader, Syzoth x AFAB!Reader, Syzoth x Werewolf!Bi-Han, OT3 Werewolf!Bi-Han x Syzoth x AFAB!Reader

Warnings: werewolf!Bi-Han, implied A/B/O dynamics, knotting, hemipenes, DP, mxm, threesome, c*m inflation, ruts, mating season, breeding

Word count: 4,250

Summary: You wake up to find Bi-Han with an insatiable urge to mate, ok you got this, you know how to handle it but what you didn’t count on is Syzoth feeling the same way. How are you supposed to handle both of them at the same time when they’re like this? Don’t worry, you’ll find a way 😉

Author’s Note: So, Bi-Han bottoming is about the closest to him getting dominated that I will write, I’m sorry but there is no “sub” in Sub-Zero for me, so hopefully this scratches that itch 😅 I LOVE how this one came out and hopefully you loves will too. As always please like, comment and reblog if you do! 🩵💚🩷

Also if you missed the first part you can read it here!

You shift and roll around in bed and it feels hot and sticky and wrong, you wonder if Syzoth had pushed the space heater too close to the bed in the middle of the night again. “Hnng what’s going on, why’s it so hot,” you lament reaching a hand out to look for either of your lovers only to be greeted with a hot, fluffy tail. “Oh,” you mumble slightly “oh!” You repeat as it dawns on you why the bed was so hot, it wasn’t Syzoth’s fault, it was Bi-Han's. His exposed flesh was hot and almost clammy as he slept peacefully beside the two of you. You had been through this before but Syzoth hadn’t and you were unsure how the Saurian was going to react to finding out not only were werewolves real but he was dating one.

Gently you roll the cryomancer over and tug down his pants, trying to be careful not to wake him up, slowly you lower your head over his hot, dripping cock. Bi-Han was already worked up from his rut even without knowing, and he let out a soft whimper in his sleep, the sound of its music to your ears. You shift so you're straddling his legs giving yourself a better angle to suck his cock, it's musky, heady, and mouth-watering as you test the heavy weight of it against your tongue. The taste of the cryomancer was something you could never get enough of and he almost tasted sweeter when he was in a rut, syrupy, enticing, intoxicating, irresistible and you moan softly as you lap up the sticky fluid leaking from his tip. You feel stirring and quickly flick your eyes up to see if Bi-Han was waking up, but it wasn’t Bi-Han, it was Syzoth, who seemed very happy to wrap his arms around you from behind and press, hot, wet kisses to the nape of your neck.

“Why is Bi-Han getting such a nice wake up present, I was sound asleep too ya know,” Syzoth whispers against your ear, his forked tongue tracing the outer shell as you feel the Zaterran swelling against your back.

“Because, Bi-Han has a little problem right now that I think you can relate to,” you whisper back as you pull away from his delicious cock to gesture at his fluffy ears and bushy tail.

Syzoth’s emerald green eyes go wide with surprise, “sunshine, what’s going on? Why does our Polar Bear have ears and a tail?” He hisses frantically.

“Mnng,” Bi-Han groans at the loss of your hot, wet mouth as a clawed hand gropes around for you.

“He’s been meaning to tell you, I guess he just never found the right time…” you trail off as Bi-Han cracks open his bewitching blue eyes.

“I’m a werewolf,” he slurs groggily as his tail starts to wag when you start stroking his cock lazily.

“First vampires are real, now werewolves, next your going to tell me those awful things from that movie Johnny made me watch are real too!” Syzoth exclaims thoroughly dumbfounded.

“Aliens? Nah, those aren’t real,” Bi-Han rumbles, “but I am and my rut is starting to get kind of bad.” He warns as he exhales sharply, his tongue presses against his sharp, extended canine and he shifts his hips up seeking more of your warmth.

“You get ruts too?” Syzoth ventures a curious question and figures he should come clean to Bi-Han about his own problem with ruts. He could tell from the way he was leaking against your back Bi-Han wasn’t the only one about to start their rut.

“Too? Sy, what haven’t you told me? And don’t give me that ‘well you lied too’ bullshit because I kept this a secret because I can seriously hurt both of you,” he looks away for a moment, as if he was scared of what he was really capable of.

“I’m a reptiloid Bi-Han, my true nature is that of an animal essentially and I, like you have ruts, where I can’t control my urges,” he pauses to moan as he bucks against your plush ass.

“Let me guess,” he pants softly, the fever getting worse, “you just hit yours too? Qīn, please, I need you or Sy if you’re feeling up to it.” Bi-Han all but begs as sweat breaks out across his brow and he squeezes his eyes shut tightly.

“Talk about bad timing huh?” The Zaterran answers before continuing, “how are we going to do this? I need to satisfy myself in my natural form when I’m in a rut, I need all of sunshine.”

“Why the fuck do you need her to yourself, you can share, you’ve never been so greedy before,” Bi-Han sits up snarling and then his ethereal blue eyes go wide as he sees Syzoth in his natural form from the waist down for the first time. “What the fuck? You have two dicks?!” Bi-Han exclaims as his tail goes rigid and his ears lie flat back in surprise.

Syzoth blushes a deep green as he lets Bi-Han drink in his surprise, “now you see why I need all of sunshine, un-unless,” he starts.

“Unless what? I can’t knot qīn’s throat, it would suffocate her, we’ll have to take turns.” Bi-Han reasons.

“Unless,” Syzoth tries again, flushing even deeper with embarrassment, his tail flicking and flopping around wildly at the idea.

“Spit it out,” Bi-Han growls angrily, the wolf getting the best of him as he waits very impatiently for Syzoth to get to the point.

“Well, sunshine can ride you, while I fuck both of you,” Syzoth speaks rapidly as if afraid of the answer from the cryomancer.

“You… you mean to fuck me? In my ass? I…does your rut make you stupid or something?!” Bi-Han lashes out with verbal anger.

“Now, now, calm down and think about it for a minute Polar Bear, you still get to knot me and flood my belly with your cum while Syzoth gets to satisfy himself too, no one has to wait and anal can be very enjoyable,” you reason with the cryomancer trying to come to an amicable arrangement that didn’t leave you getting passed around like an overly sensitive rag doll. You didn’t think you could handle getting fucked back to back by their animalistic sides, the thought terrified you if you were honest. Both had made you orgasm so many times and left you teary-eyed and exhausted to the point you could barely move.

Bi-Han looks away, not wanting to look at Syzoth, “be honest Sy, does it hurt?” He asks, his high cheekbones dusted with a light pink coloring as he deliberates.

“Does what hurt? My rut? Yes, it’s excruciating,” he whimpers as he ruts against your ass more persistently.

“Not that!” Bi-Han all but hisses with embarrassment, unwilling to look at either of you.

“Oh, oh, I’m sorry love, you meant anal, well a little at first but, it feels really good, especially with you, you’re always careful not to hurt me and your cock is so nice and big it feels fantastic when you get into a rhythm,” Syzoth answers as he leans forward, pressing you against the cyromancer’s washboard abs as he lovingly caresses Bi-Han’s flushed cheek.

“Fuck,” Bi-Han whines at the contact of your warm body surrounding him, “fuck, I guess, I mean if you think it will work, I just can’t wait anymore,” he growls and bucks his hips up trying to find your warmth.

“Shhh Polar Bear, let us take care of you for a change,” you whisper sweetly pressing a kiss to the temple of his forehead before you right yourself and give Syzoth a little shove back. You wrap your lips around the cryomancer’s cock again, making sure you get him nice and wet before you bury him in your wetness. His cock always seemed impossibly bigger when he was transformed so it was more a courtesy for yourself than it was for the cryomancer.

He moans low in his throat as a clawed hand comes to rest in your hair, the other pulling Syzoth over for a kiss, the kiss is cold and dominant, as if Bi-Han was trying to say he was still the one in control despite the state of affairs.

You hear the desperate little chirps coming from the Zaterran as you pull more of Bi-Han’s delicious cock into the hot cavern of your throat. You moan around his cock as you lap up the pre-cum oozing from the cryowolf’s huge cock, loving the taste of the salty liquid.

Reluctantly Syzoth breaks the kiss, “I think my tongue might be more beneficial elsewhere.”

“Go-go slow Sy, please,” Bi-Han asks in a quiet voice, one you barely even recognize as his.

Syzoth nods and helps reposition you, you unwillingly give up your delicious treat. Playing with the cryomancer had made you soaking wet, as wet as his spit-soaked cock, with Syzoth's help you steady your hands on the cryomancer’s perfect abs and you slowly sink down on his huge, thick cock. You cry out at the warmth as he opens you up slowly, you pant softly as you take your time, getting used to the burn and stretch of the cryomancer’s impressive length. It didn’t matter how many times you had been with the cryomancer, he was always a lot to handle, and even more so in this position while he was transformed. You shutter just thinking about trying to squeeze his knot inside your already stuffed pussy, but that was future yous problem, current you were just enjoying the cryowolf rearranging your insides, claiming your tight little cunt as his own.

“Fuck,” Bi-Han breathes out loudly as you finally sink down his entire shaft, enveloping him in your sweet, sticky, velveteen heat. He nearly jumps as Syzoth’s strong hands push his thighs apart and his nimble tongue grazes Bi-Han’s puckered hole. “I, I can’t, it’s too weird,” he breathes out with a hint of a pleasured whimper.

“Focus on me Bi-Han,” you reassure him as you squeeze your plush walls around his cock. “It’s like that time I gave you a prostate massage, you liked that right?” Hesitant to answer and embarrassed, Bi-Han turns his head to the side and just nods in agreement. “This is like that only better, trust me, I wouldn’t ask you to do anything I don’t think you’ll enjoy, I know giving up control is hard for you, but just try it.” You feel a spit-soaked finger prodding your ass as Syzoth slips the digit inside your ass, you let out a small moan as if to encourage and reassure Bi-Han.

Syzoth’s tongue returns to Bi-Han’s hole before wriggling inside the tight ring of muscle. He thrusts his tongue in and out slowly, trying to keep pace with the cryomancer’s uncertainty, gradually he removes his tongue to suck on his fingers and slowly pushes one inside the cryomancer’s tight body.

“Nnng Sy,” Bi-Han calls softly as he tries to relax and allow his boyfriend to keep stretching him, the sensation unfamiliar and strange.

You roll your hips to distract the cryomancer from Syzoth’s ministrations, moaning softly as you do. You can already feel the base of Bi-Han’s knot swelling as he gives a little shout and a swear.

Syzoth added a second finger to both of you as his fingers are quick to find Bi-Han’s prostate and massage it eagerly.

“Oh fuck,” Bi-Han sighs and tries to keep still, desperately wanting to buck up into your enticing heat, but not wanting to do anything that would hurt himself.

“You look so good right now Bi-Han, your cute little ears keep flicking around and you’re all flushed with need, god you’re perfect,” Syzoth breathes out as he peeks around you to get a good look at his usually dominant lover.

“Sh-shut up Sy,” Bi-Han stutters before it’s cut off by an indignant little whimper the cryowolf is desperate to choke off.

You moan at the way Bi-Han looks, his shoulder-length, ebony hair spilled across the dark blue sheets, strands sticking to his sweaty forehead, the blush prevalent on his high cheekbones, his blue eyes almost black with need. Oh, this was your lucky day alright, seeing Bi-Han like this would more than make up for any discomfort to come. You shift your weight in his lap to make it easier to bounce on his huge cock, each little thrust making you moan loudly as Syzoth worked a third finger into both of you. “Oh god, you two are going to make me cum,” you whimper as the heat coils and pools in your lower stomach. You’d barely started fucking the cryomancer and already you were teetering on the edge of an orgasm just feeling the swell of his knot and the delicious way each thrust of your hips knocked his fat cockhead into your sweet spot.

Bi-Han growls and presses down on Syzoth’s fingers as his clawed hands find your hips, digging into your supple flesh softly, “so cum for us, no one’s stopping you.”

You whine at Bi-Han’s words as you lift and lower yourself onto his thick cock, determined to fit his knot inside your warmth as you can feel it swelling more and more with each flick of Syzoth’s talented fingers.

“Mmm what are you waiting for indeed?” Syzoth asks and there’s a sudden emptiness as you hear the obscene squeal of the bottle of lube. Even though Syzoth was self-lubricating in his natural form he thought some extra moisture wouldn’t hurt. Slowly he pushes into you first meeting little to no resistance as his huge cock slowly slips inside your tight little ass.

“Ah, oh, fuuuuuuck,” you hiss as you're filled to the brim by both of your lovers and it feels indescribable, you can’t hold back any longer as you force the last few inches of Bi-Han’s knot into your greedy pussy. Your mouth opens in a silent cry before you find your voice in the form of a high-pitched keen, your plush, sticky walls clamp down on both of their cocks as you chase your high. You shudder wildly as Bi-Han’s claws hold you firmly in place atop him as your orgasm crashes into you. You can’t explain it but whenever Bi-Han was in a rut it always made you crazy sensitive and extra horny, maybe he released pheromones to make his mate amicable to his rut, you didn’t know, all you knew was the pleasure coursing through your body was enough to make you see stars.

Bi-Han lets out a low whine and through your fog, you realize Syzoth is slowly sinking his second cock into the cryomancer’s tight entrance. “Oh fuck, you feel so good qīn, so perfect, your little pussy built just for me,” he groans as you squeeze and pulsate around his hard cock. Another soft noise escapes the cryowolf, “this is weird, why is it spiney Sy?”

Syzoth just chuckles and reaches around to wipe some of the hair from Bi-Han’s sweaty brow, “I don’t know, just how Zaterran’s are. Is it ok? Do I need to go slower?”

“If you go any slower we’ll still be here by the time our next rut kicks in, you aren’t going to break me Sy,” Bi-Han huffs indignantly, his usual cockiness and arrogance slowly returning.

You pant and heave on top of the cryowolf as you try and catch your breath, but it just comes out in pitiful little whimpers as both cocks fill you so full you’re afraid to move.

“I’ll take it from here sunshine, you rest, you did such a good job,” Syzoth praises as he begins to move slowly thrusting his cocks in and out of you and Bi-Han.

You cry out at the action as it forces you to topple over giving Syzoth a better angle to fuck you both. You whine and mewl as the actions drive Bi-Han’s huge knotted cock in and out of you, the tip kissing your cervix with each thrust. It seems so gentle in compassion to the first time the cryowolf had absolutely ravaged you last spring in your little apartment by the river.

Syzoth reaches down to entwine his fingers with Bi-Han’s as their hands rest on your hips, keeping you in place. He shares a messy kiss with the cryomancer as he starts to fuck both of you in earnest now.

Bi-Han bites his lip to try and quiet the little cries and whimpers falling from his lips as Syzoth’s cock plunges into him over and over again.

You don’t bother silencing yourself, you didn’t care if the whole Lin Kuei heard how good you were getting fucked. You cry out loudly as the lip of Bi-Han’s knot catches on the rim of your overstretched pussy, it hurts but feels perfect all at the same time and Syzoth keeps thrusting into the two of you, driving Bi-Han’s cock impossibly deeper inside your slick walls. “I-I’m going to cum again,” you warn the two of them as the heat and pressure in your stomach becomes unbearable. Bi-Han holds your hips in place as he thrusts up wildly, feverishly into your wet heat and your brain short-circuits, you can’t keep up with them both thrusting, you pant and whimper as hot fat tears begin to roll down your cheeks. “Oh fuck, oh fuck please,” you plead, unsure who you’re pleading to as they continue to fuck you.

“Shit qīn, I’m gonna cum too,” Bi-Han growls out, his teeth clenched tightly together as his hips snap into you painfully.

You squeal loudly as the tension in your belly snaps and you tumble over the edge, you whimper pitifully as the pleasure courses through your body. You can’t help the way your tongue falls out of your mouth, lolling to the side as saliva mingles with your tears as your mess oozes down your face, dripping onto Bi-Han’s unusually hot cheeks.

He holds you close as he slams up into you, pushing his enormous knot inside your tight little canal before he finally stills, with a loud snarling sound you feel the first jets of cum splashing against your walls. His icy claws dig into your flesh, little droplets of blood oozing up from the punctures as his hips still and he begins pumping you full of cum.

You whine as you feel the ridiculous amount of viscous liquid filling up your tight little hole, your whole body trembles as his knot swells fully, locking every single drop of cum inside your spent pussy. You pant softly as you look down, feeling your belly swell with Bi-Han’s release, you blush as you look almost pregnant.

“Fuck, qīn, you feel so perfect right now, so tight, you’re so full of my cum, ugh I just want to keep fill you up,” Bi-Han groans as Syzoth keeps thrusting.

“You both feel amazing,” he echos the sentiment as he rocks his hips against both of you, the little spines tickling and caressing your insides.

“I feel weird, I just came, but I want to again,” Bi-Han growls, his blue eyes looking electric in the morning light.

Syzoth focuses on Bi-Han’s prostate as he fucks the two of you harder, chasing his own orgasm, “so cum for me, cum all over my pretty cocks.” Syzoth pants, getting close to cumming himself as he sneaks a hand around and in between you and Bi-Han to tease your clit.

“Sy!” You shout and lurch in place, unable to go anywhere due to Bi-Han’s knot locking him deep inside you. You cover your mouth in embarrassment as he continues to rub tight circles around your clit making your voice rise in octaves, both their names fall from your lips as you tremble and shake around their cocks.

“Such a good girl you are qīn, gonna make a mess all over my cock aren’t you, I bet it feels so good taking both of us at once,” Bi-Han encourages in between moans as Syzoth’s cock keeps up its persistent assault on his prostate. He pants loudly, his groans and growls becoming more animalistic and feral the longer the reptiloid keeps fucking the two of you.

“Sy please,” you beg and you’re not sure if you want him to stop or to let you cum as you feel Bi-Han’s huge cock twitch and pulsate with another impending orgasm.

Syzoth pulls you upright again as he gets a better angle on your clit, rubbing it mercilessly in time with his hard thrusts, you can barely hear the obscene squelching over the noises you keep making. It embarrasses you again, to the point of tears once again threatening to fall. “Cum for me sunshine,” he hisses trying to keep his excited chirps at bay.

You scream their names as your body locks up and with a great big heave your orgasm knocks the wind from your body. It takes a moment to find your voice again as you whimper and cry as the pleasure shakes you to the very core, you clench around their cocks as you ride out your pleasure, blurry-eyed and spent.

“Fuck!” Bi-Han shouts as one more thrust from Syzoth coupled with your orgasm pushes him over the edge once more and you aren’t sure where all the cum will go, your stomach is already distorted as it is.

You’re a good girl though so you take it and moan at the sensation of more of the hot cum spilling into your unprotected womb. You cry and whimper on top of Bi-Han as Syzoth’s tail flails wildly and you can tell he’s about to cum as well.

“You’re both so good, so pretty, I can’t hold back anymore,” he whines and chokes off a hissing sound as your ass and Bi-Han’s ass are suddenly warm and sticky with copious amounts of Zaterran cum.

Suddenly you shiver violently, the heat dissipating from Bi-Han’s once fevered body and you’re suddenly chilled to the core inside and out.

Bi-Han makes a face as Syzoth’s release floods his body and he looks uncomfortable, “that feels weird, why do you always moan when I cum qīn?”

“You look really hot when you do?” You offer up the easiest, least embarrassing answer you can give the cryomancer. “I mean I can’t see Sy, but I’m sure he looks all fucked out and hot as hell,” you continue trying to cover up the fact that you had a breeding kink about as badly as your boyfriends had one.

“I mean yeah, he looks pretty hot, but it’s all warm and sticky,” Bi-Han continues to make a face as slowly Syzoth pulls out.

“It’s a compliment Bi, it means I like your sweet little ass so much I just had to claim it,” he chuckles and barely manages to dodge the pillow thrown at him.

“You are so lucky I can’t move right now, you’d be in deep shit,” Bi-Han growls, but stays in place knowing he can’t go anywhere until his knot deflates.

You whimper feebly caught in the middle of all of this as Syzoth’s release dribbles down your backside mingling in the mess below. “C-cold,” you whimper out and Syzoth is quick to wrap a blanket around you all while Bi-Han’s tail wags happily and his ears twitch playfully.

“So, how was it?” Syzoth asks, cuddling up next to the two of you.

“Weird, but I didn’t hate it, I guess under emergency rut situations it’s acceptable to let you top, but ONLY during emergency rut situations.” Bi-Han huffs as Syzoth nuzzles his neck lovingly.

“Understood,” he agrees albeit a bit wistfully, it had been nice being able to pleasure both of his lovers at the same time.

“Qīn, you can lie down on me if it’s more comfortable you know, you don’t have to just stay perched up there,” Bi-Han says while stroking your back through the fluffy blanket.

“I’m cold Polar Bear, laying on you will make me even colder,” you whine, you hadn’t thought about how uncomfortable of a position this would be to ride out his knot.

“What if I put a blanket on my chest, will that help?” Bi-Han asks while Syzoth grabs another of the many blankets that were strewn all over the cryomancer’s bed.

“Y-yeah, that might help.” You try and stop your teeth from chattering as Syzoth helps you lay down on the blanketed cryomancer, his tail still wagging happily. “Next time can you two have separate ruts please?”

“Why? You seemed like you enjoyed yourself,” Bi-Han asks, his now brown eyes fluttering closed.

“Yeah but everything hurts now, you two are too much like this,” you lament, but not really, deep down you were about as happy as could be with your distended belly full of cum making it hard to get comfortable.

Syzoth offers you a kiss on the cheek as he slides a pillow under your head, “well get some rest for now, I don’t know how werewolves are but you know I’ll be insatiable in another few hours or so.”

“Same!” Bi-Han grins and throws a hand up for a high five, something the two of you had to teach the Zaterran.

The two of them chuckle and you just sigh dramatically, while concealing a smile as you try and get some more sleep, it was going to be a very long day and night, not that you were complaining of course.

[one-annon]

can you do one where reader has a threesome with the sawyer twins and they kill reader during?

waahh im so sorry this took so long!!! writing block hit SO hard for some reason!! shockingly got this to 2k words - this is also my first x reader smut so please forgive me! hope this is good! (is it obvious im awful at staying serious)

Twins Threesome

you had just started your job at K-OKLA. so far, it was going great! stretch was really nice and lg treated you like a younger sibling. they were patient with you throughout your first few weeks, helping you sort through records as you were instructed. you enjoyed your job and the people you worked with. most of the time, you were just asked to grab a cd, or help lefty in the back with calls.

what you weren't expecting was blood over the floor of the building. you promised to bring your coworkers back some good food. everything was a wreck and you weren't sure what had happened. where were stretch and lefty? were they safe? had they left early? was this a prank? so many questions ran through your head as you looked around. everything was trashed. it was quiet. well, mostly. the only noises came from the office area. you spent some time in there..could they possibly have just spilt something that looks like blood?

you were cautious as you opened the door. instead of finding your coworkers, you found two men. one was laid out on the couch, his purple sunglasses resting on his head. the other man was sat on the floor, messing around with what looked to be - and you hope werent - animal bones. it didn't take long for the men to notice you. what the hell were they doing here? you couldve sworn you were closed during the nights.

"o-oh! another one!" the man on the couch laughed, sitting up where he had been laying. neither of them were very..appealing. but you also didn't have a very normal taste in men. the parts of them that made them relatively gross looking added to their charm. to you, they were both handsome. what a weirdo (me too). the shorter one on the floor lifted his head, a goofy grin on both of their faces. "ooh, and they're real p-pretty!"

you couldnt help how your face heated up at the hippie lookin man's words. pretty? it wasn't very often you get called that. how nice.

the men approached you. "y-yer right..they are p-pretty- th-think we can g-get a taste of 'em, bobby?" he turned to this supposed bobby fellow. you weren't sure what you were supposed to do. two guys were pressing you to a wall and calling you pretty. do you; a) kick the crotch and run b) scream for help c) get horny?

well, a and b were the most logical. you pressed your hands to their chests, trying to push them off. "who are you! let me go!" you shout, lifting your chin to hopefully get your chances of a sliced neck slimmed down. the two men pressed closer, bobby grabbing at your arm and slamming it against the wall. your wrist was seized of all movement, forcing you to sit and squirm. of course..c was still there. it was still an option. you were into men like this. mean, creepy men. men who could (and would) kill you. you were sure what they meant by "a taste" but they both seemed to want some of you. were they gonna eat you? is that what happened to lg and stretch? you shiver at the thought of ending up dead and in these guys' dinner.

"let you go? o-oh but doll! we're j-just starting!" the hippie cackled, turning to the man in the green shirt. " 'member that r-rope in m' bag, nubbins? grab it for me?" nubbins. okay..bobby and nubbins. good to know names. nubbins scurried off, rummaging through a book bag with patches and stickers. bobby turned back toward you, a wicked grin on his face. "n-now listen here..we aint gonna hurt ya yknow? j-just gonna explore your pretty body a little!"

you weren't sure how to feel about that. it's been a while since someone had touched you sexually but also..you didn't know these guys too well. just their names and that they were batshit crazy. and wanted to apparently have sex with you. you could always just escape after…get them tired enough to escape. that could work! perfect. you had a plan and were prepared for it. "fuck..okay." you whisper, biting your lip.

the shorter one, nubbins, was back at your side, maneuvering you to face his brother. choptop held your waist tight, kissing at your neck and watching as the other tied your hands together. he would've done it himself but he knew nubs had been itching to do some bondage recently. they always shared their cravings with each other.

you were forced onto the couch, back down. bobby situated himself between your legs, nubbins just above your head. both men look equally as excited and you cant help but feel yourself get heated. choptop leans over you, the tent in his bellbottoms rubbing so deliciously over your crotch. "stay real still for us now.." he whispered, hands trailing over your body. his hands were warm, light touches going over your chest and down to your thighs.

nubbins was fucking around with his pants, shoving them down with shaky hands before he desperately palms his cock through his dirty boxers. "theyre pr-pretty bobby..think they c-can take y' all?" he was staring down at you with crazed eyes. a small patch of precum was pooling up at the front of his boxers and if they werent removed soon it might drip onto your face.

choptop was already tearing your clothing off, his hands grabbing and scratching anything he could. nubbins was moaning above you, small high-pitched noises that came out paired with little puffs of air. "theyll be fine." he smiled at nubbins, pausing at your underwear. it looked hella beautiful on you..too bad! he reached into his pants pocket and held out a pocket knife. what the fuck was he doing? "hope these a-aint yer faves!" he chuckled.

you screamed as your underwear was cut in half. it left a bloody cut down the middle of your abdomen- neither seemed to care. bobby groaned at the sight, fishing his cock from his boxers. you could hear nubbins doing something similar and, after a quick glance at them both, you realized just what you were facing. nubbins' length rested on your cheek, heavy and full. it had more length than girth but you knew it would still reach your guts if you were taking him from the other end.

bobbys cock wasn't much different. maybe a little more girthy. neither of them seemed to shave and they both were uncut..and leaking. nubbins rubbed his cock up onto your face, watching closely at your expressions. you let out a pathetic mewl, squirming and trying to get away from the mess he was slowly creating on the couch.

you were too busy thinking about their cocks to notice the cold feeling on your neck. nubbins panted heavily, the blade against your jugular shaking from his grip. "careful with 'em, nubbins.." you heard bobby warn, spitting on his fingers and running them over your hole. you shivered at the feeling, shouting when he started shoving a finger into you. you cried, tossing your head back onto the other twins' lap and exposing more of your neck to him.

it hurt like a bitch. you already had a whole finger in you and you felt like it was too much. bobby pistoned his finger in and out of your heat, making sure to curl it. nubbins shifted his positioning, moving himself and your head just a little. he pressed his thumb into your mouth, prying your jaws apart and slowly pushing his dick through your lips inch by inch. he tasted rather salty, but it did keep you quiet.

you stared up at him, watching as he tilted his head back and let out a loud moan. if you had to guess, he hadn't been blown in a while - or ever. you at least tried to make this somewhat pleasurable, running your tongue down the underside of his shaft. nubbins whimpered, pulling his cock back before easing it in again.

you choked up around his dick, lifting your leg to accommodate whatever the fuck bobby was up to. a second finger was pushed into you, then a third. he seemed to be getting antsy. and he was. bobby was getting jealous of the treatment you were giving his brother and felt he needed attention too! his cock mattered too didnt it?

you groaned at the stretch, closing your eyes tightly. "thats it…" you heard bobby say. a little shuffling was the only warning you got before his fingers were removed and replaced with his cock. in your opinion, there wasnt enough lube. but you couldnt really speak your opinion due to nubbins' cock, so you defaulted to a loud scream and a gag.

bobby leaned down, his lean frame towering over yours. he pushed your shirt up, holding it to your shoulders. you whine loudly as the ac's cool breeze hit your nipples, though the uncomfortable freeze didn't last too long. choptop grazed his tongue over your hardened nipples, giving you a bit of warmth from the saliva. he nibbled and sucked and licked and thrusted. long and slow thrusts in and out of your hole. it was starting to feel good for you, fucking finally.

the two kept their pace relatively the same, pounding you from every angle they could. bobby kissed over your skin, leaving small bites and bruises in his path. his hips continued to slam into yours, heavy breathing cooling your hot skin. nubbins was in the same state, moaning and crying out every time your tongue dug into the slit of his tip. he seemed to be the more sensitive brother, the inexperienced one. despite the rather submissive noises he was making, he was a little more violent than bobby. he was the one holding a knife to your neck. he was the one holding your hair with one hand to aid him in fucking your head on his cock.

bobby was a lot more patient. he had sped his thrusts up, but he was still gentle. he held onto your hips, digging his blunt nails into your skin. "good fuckin' doll.." he would mumble, nipping your ear lobe every time he got closer to your neck. bobby made sure to keep an eye on his brother. while he didn't mind the extra meat, he would rather you stay alive during your ride back home. how else was he supposed to keep you in their shared room if you couldnt even walk yourself up the stairs? he wanted to hear you scream, man!

unfortunately for you, he wasn't able to stop his dear brother. nubbins got a little too excited and ran the knife across your bite-covered throat. he grunted, pressing the tip of his cock all the way to the back of his throat and shooting his load. it was warm, salty, and it was a lot. you werent worried about that though. what you were worried about was the fact you were actively bleeding and you were losing your vision. nubbins let his cock slip from your mouth, panting hard from the adrenaline his climax gave. "aw-…aw shit.." he muttered.

choptop groaned, relishing in the way your body tightened up around him. he followed soon after his brother, filling your hole with the same substance that was down your throat. he looked up, noticing how you were currently dying. literally. "god dammit nubbins!" he shouted, frowning. "i-i told ya to keep 'em livin'!! i dont want no corpse in our room!"

the boy scoffed, crossing his arms and looking down at you. neither of them seemed very concerned about how you were bleeding to death. "ah, fuck. now we better put this one out o' its misery…" bobby grumbled to himself, tugging his dick out of you and watching as his cum leaked out. he snapped back out of his thoughts at a gargled scream you attempted. bobby huffed, rolling his eyes as he buttoned his jeans and sliced your throat just a bit deeper, making you meet your end.

the last things you heard at the end of your time on the shithole planet of earth were two guys arguing about what to tell their older brother when they arrived home with a body full of cum. what a way to end your life huh? ---- how the hell do you end a book also its 2 am if you see any mistakes no you dont (thank you again for your request! again i deeply apologize for the delay <3)

[prettyngeto]

Y E L L O W (ISH) C A R

notes: fluff, gojo x fem!reader, satoru being a lovesick idiot, idiots in love, crack fic?, cross posted on ao3

wc: 825

The sound of your voice rambling about the movie you had just seen together had Satoru Gojo mesmerised. He was walking lazily beside you, ice cream starting to melt and dripping down the cone onto his hand but Satoru didn’t care - his eyes were fixated on you. Your eyes, the way your lips moved when you talked, the way your tongue slipped out to lick at your ice cream cone. His brain was repeating the same sentence over and over again. How the fuck did I get so lucky?

“Uhh.. Toru? You listening?” For god’s sake, just the way you said his name nearly brought him to his knees but he quickly snapped out of his lovestruck trance.

“Huh? Oh yeah yeah I’m listening babe, always listening to ya.” he replies with a cheeky smile playing on his lips as he tilts his head back looking down on you. “Really,” you deadpan, “Must have been listening real hard if half your ice cream is currently on your hand?” Your eyebrows raise in question as you point to his hand that was now smothered in melted chocolate ice cream. His eyes widen when he notices the mess that had occurred during the time (well) spent admiring you.

You grab the end of his sleeve to pull him closer to you and get out a tissue, wordlessly cleaning up his hand. He watches you (I mean are we surprised), cerulean eyes softening behind his sunglasses, “Aww look at you being a cute little girlfriend for me.” he teases but quickly shuts up once you send a sharp glare his way. "Shutting up, yes ma'am got it" he mock-salutes, the grin still on his face was so contagious you couldn't help but crack a soft smile when you look up at him. And god, he decided right then and there that he'd have no problem barking for you without demand if you keep looking at him with those eyes.

But then, something else caught the loverboy's attention.

"OW SATORU GOJO WHAT THE FUCK" your soft smile was now replaced with a frustrated grimace, eyebrows scrunched in frustration as you shoot a deadly look towards your boyfriend who had just launched a punch into your arm (it was an extremely soft punch but you liked to exaggerate) "Sorry babe, saw a yellow car I had to do it. I don't make the rules." He shrugs nonchalantly, pointing towards said yellow car that was now parked next to the sidewalk.

"Toru…"

"Hm? What's up? You're jealous I saw it before you aren't you, it's okay babe I'll let you have it next time…" His rambles are interrupted when he hears your next words. "Toru that's not yellow."

"HAH WHAT DO YOU MEAN YES IT IS"

"IT'S LITERALLY LIME GREEN YOU IDIOT"

"...oh…heh uhh well it's yellow…ish..."

"Are you colour blind or something Toru, looks like those sunglasses are affecting your vision." You tease, poking his side with a finger, endless giggles flowing out of you as he lets out the highest pitched shriek you've heard in your life. "Y/nnnn that wasn't fair I was caught off guard." he whines as he dramatically holds his 'wounded' side.

"Says the colourblind loser who just punched me because he saw a lime green car. I can't believe you just punched me Toru I'm hurt." Your hand is clutched to your heart as you pout up at him. If he could be dramatic, you'd just have to be ten times worse. You let out a huff, walking away with crossed arms. You have your back to him but you could practically see Satoru deflate.

"Wait y/n, baby, light and love of my life, most gorgeous woman I've ever had the pleasure of knowing. You know I love youuu pretty girl c'mon noww. I didn't mean it I'm sorryyy don't be mad, y/nnnnnn'' His whines are consistent as he trails after you like a kicked puppy. The smile on your face is one of pure satisfaction as you turn around and hook your arm through his, enjoying the way he physically lightens up again. "Hmmm I don't know if you've earned my forgiveness yet you know, you did punch me for no reason Satoru." You say casually.

His eyes widened at the use of his name. What happened to 'Toru'? She never calls me Satoru… "W-wait baby I'll do anything I promise. You can even punch me as much as you want when we get home I swear I won't even fight it and um… I'll do all the chores this week, you won't have to lift a finger. Just please forgive me babe I'm sorryyy…" Promises and apologies continue to spill out of his mouth as you both make your way home. You with a smug smile on your face and Satoru pleading in your ear.

Oh yeah. You've definitely got Satoru Gojo wrapped around your finger.

[frvnkcastles]

i see you write the traumatized girlies

🙋🏽‍♀️

i really like your write style, do you think you can write a retired!people pleaser reader where she is taking frank home to her manipulative family and he doesn’t understand what she is apprehensive about until seeing how bad they treat her maybe even try to get him to look her differently then he sticks up for her and takes her away and gives her reassurance that it wasn’t okay and that as long as he was around no one would treat her like that

THERE’S NO REMEDY ➵ F. CASTLE

Summary: You lean on Frank after a terrible night with your abusive parents.

Warnings: Mentions of emotional abuse, past trauma, implied C-PTSD, hurt/comfort

Word count: 1k

Author’s note: I’m so very sorry that it took me this long to get to this request! However today is PTSD Awareness Day and I really wanted to get something out in honor of that. This disorder really majorly sucks so I’m very proud of myself and all of you who are also struggling, because we’re doing our best in a shitty situation and managing. Treat yourself today <3

Also, I realized that it took me a long time to get to this because writing about the family dynamic turned out to be triggering so I kinda skipped that part and went straight to the comfort. I hope you like it regardless! :)

Red crescents littered your thigh as you dug your nails in, your teeth gnawing on your lip and your thoughts everywhere else except whatever Frank was telling you from his side of the car. You couldn’t help but zone out in complete anxiety that came in nauseating waves, your stomach churning uncomfortably as you tried to recover from the night behind you.

”Hey, you with me?” Frank’s voice only got through to you when he placed a hand on yours over your thigh, and looking back at him from the window decorated with raindrops, a guilty look crossed your eyes.

”Not really”, you swallowed. Frank nodded in understanding, but didn’t say anything — simply squeezed your hand.

You had been together for a long, long while now. Yet he had never met your family; and for good reason, you had insisted. They had put you down for as long as you had been walking the Earth, and as soon as you had turned eighteen, you had packed up your things and left.

If only it had been that easy, though. Just because you moved out, you had been unable to cut them off. They were good at making you feel guilty and responsible like that. Years of therapy had helped you see your own worth and realize that the treatment you got from your family was far from okay or normal, but it seemed that whenever they called, you fell into old patterns.

You had tried your very best to keep Frank away from

them, though. You were embarrassed, and maybe even a little bit scared that it would be too much for him — or maybe, he’d realize they were right about you and he wouldn’t want to be with you anymore. You had thought it over a million times, considered every possible outcome, none of them comforting.

”You don’t owe me anythin’, sweetheart. If you don’t think it’s a good idea, then I believe ya”, Frank had assured every time the topic came up.

So how you had ended up in the car, with the navigation system telling Frank how to get to your parents’ house, you weren’t quite sure. A part of you had wanted to show off, let them see what a great guy you were sharing your life with now, but the closer you had gotten to your destination, the worse of an idea it had seemed. Your parents knew how to turn even the best situation into a toxic one, and they hadn’t hesitated to do the same tonight, too.

It had started as soon as you made it through the front door. The belittling, twisting your words, making you feel guilty for having your own life separate from your parents’. Not to mention the unabashed attempts to embarrass you and create doubt in Frank’s head — doubt that you were worth his time or the woman you had claimed to be in the first place.

You sniffled and hastily wiped your eyes with the back of your hand as all the pent-up emotion of the evening behind you finally broke through. Without a second’s hesitation, Frank was pulling over at the gas station right on your way, and shushing you gently as you brought your hands to your face and began sobbing.

”Why do I keep thinking it’ll be different? How stupid can I be?” you cried, your eyes blurry from the downpour of tears, your whole body trembling even as Frank reached from his side of the car with open arms.

”Baby, you ain’t stupid. Hear me? You’re not stupid. Everyone wants to see the good in their family. It ain’t your fault they’re just shitty”, he insisted, his hand caressing the back of your head while he tilted his head low to be on your level. A frown was etched onto his face as he watched you shake and cry, his own body filling with anger and regret that he hadn’t set clear boundaries with your family. Sure, he had taken you out of there as soon as he realized what was going on, but maybe there was more he could have done.

Hiccuping, you looked up at him with a wobbly lip. ”Do you—do you promise you’re not gonna leave me now?” you pleaded, and with his eyes softening at the genuine fear in your voice, Frank leaned in to kiss your temple.

”Sweetheart, why would I do that?” he questioned, sincere and gentle with you as his fingers continued stroking your hair.

”The—the things they were saying about me… you must regret being with me”, you pointed out, and before there was any room for debate, Frank cut in.

”I don’t regret a single second I’ve spent with ya. I’m meant to be right here. They can talk all the bullshit they want, you’re everythin’ to me and that ain’t changin’”, he swore, dead-serious. As much was evident in his dark eyes, which were always full of love when he looked at you, but they were stern, too — he wasn’t messing around.

”Listen to me, aight?” Frank cleared his throat. ”The way they treated you… it is not okay. It’s not okay, got that? I will never do that to you. I promise. I’m never gonna take you for granted. As long as I’m here, you never have to feel that way again”, his gruff voice reassured you, and to seal the deal, he gently took your hand in his own and kissed it.

Sniffling, you nodded. ”Thank you, Frankie. That really means a lot”, you gave him a careful smile, and pulling you into a hug as well as he could from behind the wheel, he left another kiss on the top of your head.

”You tell me whenever they ask you to do shit for them, alright? I’m gonna help you cut them off. I know it ain’t easy but you deserve better. You don’t need ’em. Hell, you don’t need anyone, but you still got me, okay?” he insisted, and nodding again, you leaned in to kiss him tenderly. He returned the kiss deeply, both of you closing your eyes and resting your foreheads together while his thumb swiped across your cheeks to wipe your tears.

”Now, how about we get some greasy food to save the night and huddle up in front of the TV, huh? How’s that sound, sweetheart?” Frank suggested then, and with a new, reinforced smile, you kissed his cheek.

”Sounds perfect.”

[kakashiislut]

Who is it?~ GhostFace

Pt 1, Pt 2, Pt 3, Pt 4, Pt 5, Pt 6, Pt 7

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It’s 2:04. You’re currently biting your actual finger as you wait by the phone. It has to ring. Soon. You place your medication in your mouth and take a tester sip of water, before swinging it back and swallowing the pill.

Ringgg! Ri-

“GAH- hello?!” You wipe at your mouth to dry away the water.

“You okay? Sounds like you swallowed a bird.”

Holy shit….this time…his voice is so much more raspier than the last time. He almost seemed to be talking softly too.

“I was taking medication…called me mid way..the sound scared me…choked.” Totally didn’t choke yourself over how excited you got.

“Really?…”

“Are…are you okay?…” You lean onto the counter, biting the pad of your thumb.

“Tired.”

“Tired?”

“Mhm…just woke up from a nap…almost missed our time.”

“You’re lucky you didn’t! I would have killed you, ya know?”

“Sorry, Ma’am…”

“Well, I didn’t know Matthew took naps…” you pull off the counter, heading towards your room.

He’s silent.

Why is he silent?

“Hello? Matt?”

“Wait.” His voice came out in a tiny whisper, you heard some shuffling and some drawers opening.

“O-okay…” you whisper back, getting into your room and laying comfy on the bed.

“Hello? Hello?” His Voice Echos and you smile.

“Hello? You die or something?”

“…remote ran out of batteries…”

You laugh a bit. “You’re kinda a dork, ya know?”

“Am I?”

“Ya…I was hoping you’d come watch me…was gonna take a bath…thought you might like it.”

“Oh don’t tempt me…”

“You can bring that knife you oh so lovingly love to talk about…”

“I have a question…”

“Shoot!- or stab away?” You giggle softly.

“Who’s that guy you like?”

“This again?”

“Now…why won’t you tell me?”

“I just…I don’t know…”

“You’ll feel guilty?”

“Maybe…”

“What’s he like?”

“Why? Do you wanna be him?”

“I wanna know what you like…”

“He’s..dorky, but he’s loud and handsome. He’s tall…like 6’4? He has soft light brown hair and blue eyes…he’s..he’s just so perfect…I can’t get him out of my mind. But…he has a girlfriend, and to be quite honest with you, Matthew, she’s so much prettier and cooler than I am. I’m not even tryna say that for compliments, she’s genuinely so hot…she’s A CHEERLADER! Like…and I’m just some nerdy goth girl…nothing special about me..but she also makes me sooo angry. Sometimes she talks and I just wanna stab her in the chest…gut her or something…” you find yourself mumbling the last part and it’s completely silent on the other end.

“H-hello?”

“You’re my dream woman…” The voice speaks, he almsot sounds delirious.

You can hear a sizzling sound and a slow release of air.

“So why don’t you do it? Stab her…gut her up…” His voice turns icy.

“W-what?”

“Kill her. Then take him for yourself..”

“I couldn’t possibly do that…”

“Really? Well, let’s see…2 years ago…a woman and a man where found mutilated and buried in a forest near a river.”

Your heart started beating. Heavy. Very heavy.

“Cops said that the man had a girlfriend…they weren’t sure how or why the woman was connected to the man or the girlfriend…but why don’t you hear my theory.”

“W-what…what are you talking about?”

“This lovely girlfriend…one day she walks in on her boyfriend…on her own boyfriend fucking another woman. The GF goes wild, starts screaming and hitting. It’s possible…possible the girlfriend didn’t wanna give up her virginity….so he cheats on her.”

“Stop.”

“Why?”

“Because…I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“So what does the little girlfriend do? She kills her dumb, stupid boyfriend. Guts him. Buries him in the forest…but oh no…the girl her boyfriend fucked, starts suspecting her…so what does she do? A) Deny, B) Murder the woman and bury her next to the boyfriend, or C) Leave.

“…”

“Answer…”

“I don’t know…”

“Yes you do…”

“I don’t.” You sob a bit.

“Don’t cry…ANSWER.”

“B! B!”

“Ding ding ding…correct…of course…the cops won’t ever think the sweet little girlfriend would EVER do anything like that…so they let her go…and she leaves…and she finds herself in Woodsboro, California.”

“Who are you?!”

“Does it matter?”

“YOU BASTARD! ILL-“

“YOULL WHAT? KILL ME?” His voice…it’s almost like he’s having fun.

You gulp.

“…why the fuck are you trying to act like someone you’re not. Stop fucking stuttering about not being able to kill a stupid teenage bitch and do it!”

You just gape for a bit..before you grit your teeth.

“Whoever the fuck you are…I’ll find you and kill you.”

“Really? Cause I’m all around you…and you don’t even know it.”

Click.

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I don’t know what happened…I just wrote until stuff came out. I actually apologize for this being caca. I JUST WANTED TO WRITE- please forgive me. Caca. Hehe.

[nikkicloudie]

Nijiro request hear me out: I noticed he barely attends any aib release events? Like maybe Nijiro is just really antisocial and doesn’t want to go but his manager forces him to go to at least one event and there he meets reader and they get into a mutual staring contest and then they “accidentally” run into each other in some secluded backstage area and things get kind of heated from there 😎

Lady Luck

Nijiro Murakami x reader

warning: Smut, Blowjob, handjob, Language, Awkward Nijiro

(I have never been to or seen an event so plz forgive me)

Nijiro pov:

I woke up to the phone ringing in my ear I opened my eyes looking around a bit before looking at my phone and grabbing it looking at the number to see my manager calling me I answer the call "H-Hello?" "Where are you Nijiro?" my manager says "What?" I asked rubbing my eyes "The event for 'Alice in borderland' you know? The one we were talking about??" oh right "C-Cant I just...skip it?" "No!" my manager yells "Come down here not and hurry up!" he says before hanging up as I groan putting the phone down and getting up. before getting dressed.

As I grabbed my keys and my phone I walked out of the house. The ride to the event took about 15 minutes as I got out of the car I can see fans walking in and out of the event while I walked in I was greeted by a few fans and acted for a few pictures which I accepted. As I walked and more people asked for more pictures which I kept accepting of course. There was this person who kept looking at me but never came over I looked at them and we made eye contest a staring contest. we keep looking at each other for at least 5 minutes until someone walked up to me when I looked away after the person was done talking to me I looks back at them to see them gone. huh weird. As the event when on I went to go get some fresh air from everyone so I when to a backstage that wasn't being used that's when I saw the same person he had a staring contest with.

They looked at me and I looked at them then they just awkwardly smiled at me so I smiled back then they spoke "Sorry ill go now have a nice day' They said quickly as they were going to walk away I spoke "No no it's quite alright you can stay" I smiled at them "Please stay" I said going to sit on the couch that's in there as I sit so do they "So...I'm Y/N" they said "I'm Nij-" before I can finish they spoke "Nijiro ya I know" they giggled as I chuckled. As we kept talking we got to know each other more they were shy at first and so was I. They smiled at me and I smiled back as they started to lean in I didn't stop them before our lips touched they asked "May I?" as I nodded they closed the gap. As we kissed their hand when to my covered cock as they started to rub I moaned as they took the chance and trusted their tongue in my mouth as we were making out they broke the kiss and started to kiss my neck.

I moaned a little as they kept rubbing my crouch they stopped and I whined a little at the loss until they started taking off my pants and pulled them down as well as my boxers as my cock sprung out. They took my cock in their hand and started rubbing it slowly which made me moan softly as they quicken the paste "O-Oh fuck" I said as I moan. I moaned loudly as they took me in their mouth "Shit!" I moaned as a came in their mouth. They took a few seconds before taking their mouth off my cock as some cum fell down from their lips as they smiled up at me. "I...I know a good restaurant want....want to have dinner?" I asked smiling down at them.

[iceclew]

They amount of times I redid this is ridiculous, srsly why am I always my biggest enemy when drawing..

ANYWAY - I totally thiefed the idea of this from the wonderful awestriking fanart of BNHA from @meru90 also a user called Noodles-and-tea (i guess), and Zowoe-Draws. They all did that kind of Behind-the-scenes of the Anime-Cast AU idea, and I love it so much, I had to redo this for Kaiju No8. ever more so since the Anime is quite freshly out now.

So big kudos to you guys for the inspiration, i love your work <3

ALSO THIS FANART by @viyojo- I LOVE IT and it inspired me a lot! <3 https://www.tumblr.com/viyojo/691671336807006208/popping-bottles-for-kn8-thank-you-kafka-for-the?source=share

I though up some ideas for AU interview contents, and thought I might share it with you

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Interviewer: thank's for your time guys, how're you feeling today? Kafka, Hoshina: Doing great, thank's! c: I: I'm so happy, you could make it! Also so refreshing to see you without gear and uniform for once! H: yeah, it's refreshing to actually SEE for once, you're right there :D I: *laughs* Seeing your eyes open so much is a first as well for me, haha. How's acting as Hoshina Soshiro for you like this everyday? H: ah, it's fine I guess. The look kinda suits me.. Also it is a big part of the characters personality. K: F'it wasn't for the migraine of yours all the time tho. You get that way too often. H: yeah, but it's fine, I'll manage. I: Oh my, sorry to hear that! H: No really, it's fine :3

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I: I see you're quite different from the set as well, Kafka. I heard you're rather quiet and content off stage? K: *soft smile* yeah, I heard people say that about me too... H: He's such a dad tho, just like in the series :D K: *embarrassed tiny giggle* H: when the whole crew runs a havok, he's usually the one keeping everybody's sh*t together. :D

K: *annoyed grumble* and they run havok like.. a lot, I tell ya... -_- H: *giggle* remeber the time they crafted a whole cup of jell-o smoothie thingy and dared Mina to chuck it all in once? K: *traumatized war memories flashing* it was.... everywhere... If I could have just been a little faster with the bucket...before it all..came back... H: *cracks up* t'was hilarious! :D

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I: So let's talk about your roles for a bit, shall we? You're fairly famous in the role of Hoshina already for example. H: he, thanks :3 I: One of the many reasons to that is your authentic acting during fighting scenes. The entrance into your first "real" hit the audience like a blast. Regarding to that - i was told you do a lot more of your stunts by yourself than the rest of the cast, is that right? H: Yes :) I guess on of the reasons I got the role is cause I do Kendo IRL as well, so I'm not a first timer when it comes to whielding swords. And I like it a lot, so may as well go a little Jacky Chan on stuff, I thought :D As long as the directors let me do it of course.. K: and very cool to look, might I add. Whenever they let him to the fighting scenes, I always end up watching, while he beats the sh*t out of - um - my (other) selfs in front of the camera. Very cool to watch I say. H: *annoyes* well yeah, you could just go and practice your own lines tho, instead of hanging around you know... K:* slow sip from coffee cup* ...no. c:

[underworld-park-offical]

CRAIG: Wait holy shit

CRAIG: My fucking phone

CRAIG: Guys

CRAIG: My phone

CRAIG: IT WORKS

EVERYONE: UGHHHHH

TOLKIEN: Well if your phone works, that could be the plausible explanation as to why the intercoms are still functional while the power is out

CRAIG: Okay ate Shakespeare

CRAIG: Atespeare

TOLKIEN and TWEEK: You are so annoying oh my god

TOLKIEN: I want to kill you just for that

TWEEK: If you want to kill him I'll hold him down

TOLKIEN: Deal

CRAIG: Oh woah

CRAIG: Spooky

CRAIG: It's giving back rooms

TOLKIEN: Craig did you just say owo?

CRAIG: I am going to beat you up

TOLKIEN: Nevermind

TWEEK: What

TOLKIEN: Oh its nothing

TOLKIEN: Just ignore him

CLYDE: Woahhh

CLYDE: Guys there's like

CLYDE: An echo now!

CLYDE: Hi Clyde! (Clyde! Clyde!)

CLYDE: This is so cool (cool cool cool)

TOLKIEN: Since when did our hallways get so….

TOLKIEN: Creepy?

TOLKIEN: Tweek, this happened when you got here

TOLKIEN: Are you an alien?

TWEEK: NO??????????

TOLKIEN: Demon?

TWEEK: NO?????????????????

TOLKIEN: Huh

TOLKIEN: I'm out of ideas

TOLKIEN: ….

TOLKIEN: Stan would have a field day with you

CLYDE: Stan would

CRAIG: Oh yea, I'm totally recording that when it happens

TWEEK: Can I get a puddin out of it?

CRAIG: Sure

CRAIG: I can venmo you the money for it

CRAIG: Do you like

CRAIG: Have venmo?

TWEEK: What the fuck is venmo???? CRAIG: Not you not knowing what venmo is

CRAIG: Loser

CLYDE: Yoooo thunder crackling right now

CRAIG: (records) Hey guys welcome back to my blog and sorry that the cam quality is so ass

CRAIG: There's currently a power outage out at the school

CRAIG: Its not giving

CRAIG: Anyways

CRAIG: Make sure to like and subscribe for more

TOLKIEN: ARE YOU FUCKING FILIMG THIS RIGHT NOW???? 

CRAIG: Yeah, so?

TOLKIEN: What do you mean, so?!

TOLKIEN: There's nothing to even film, it's dark as shit

CRAIG: Doesn't mean there can't be content

TOLKIEN: I swear.

TOLKIEN: TO GOD

CRAIG: Lmao Tolkien you're right

CRAIG: The cam quality is so ass

TOLKIEN: See? I told you

TOLKIEN: Fucking queer

CRAIG: I am

CRAIG: LITERALLY

CRAIG: Not gay

TWEEK: Hey uh

TWEEK: Guys?

TWEEK: Shouldn’t we like…. check to see why the intercoms or whatever you're calling them are doing that? CLYDE: Yeah! Oh my god you're so smart

CLYDE: That's like

CLYDE: Not normal behavior.

TOLKIEN: Ahem

TOLKIEN: Clyde

CLYDE: What????

TOLKIEN: I am

TOLKIEN: Right here

INTERCOM: ╬ ╬ ╬ ╬ ╬ OOOOH  ╧╧╧╬ ╬ ╬ ╬ D ╬ R ╬ A╬M ╧ AAAAA╬ ╬

INTERCOM: ╬ ╬ ■ C╒╬O ╬N╬TROL ╧  ■ ╧ YOUR ╬ M╬ A╬ N╬ ╬ ╧ ╒╒╒╒ ╬ ■ ■ ╬

CRAIG: Omg

CRAIG: I'm so putting this on my blog

TWEEK: Read the room, dude…

TWEEK: Read the fucking room

CLYDE: This is the one time I hate the morning announcements

TOLKIEN: The only time you like the announcements is when they announce Pizza Fridays, babe

CLYDE: Shhhhhh

CLYDE: I mean you're right but shhhhhh

TWEEK: But seriously, we should go

TWEEK: I think someone of some kind of authority would have come over by now

TWEEK: We should like

TWEEK: Check it out or something…

CLYDE: You're so right, Tweek

TOLKIEN: Clyde.

TOLKIEN: I am

TOLKIEN: RIGHT here

CLYDE: So….

CLYDE: No thruple?

TOLKIEN: NO

CLYDE: Ah…

CLYDE: Rats….

TWEEK: Shut up Clyde, nobody likes you

CLYDE: Wuh- buh-

CLYDE: BUT YOU LISTENED TO ME RANT ABOUT NIGHTCORE?????

CLYDE: I THOUGHT WE HAD A MOMENT??????????

CLYDE: I THOUGHT THERE WAS A SPARK?????????????

TWEEK: Aren't you taken?

CLYDE: …

CLYDE: Oh yeah…

TOLKIEN: Porkchop

TOLKIEN: Sweetheart

TOLKIEN: Love of my goddamn life

TOLKIEN: You are

TOLKIEN: So stupid sometimes

CLYDE: But you love me for it~

TOLKIEN: Debatable

CLYDE: WHAT?????

TOLKIEN: I'm kidding, you goober

TOLKIEN: ....maybe

CLYDE: TOLKIEN DON'T TEASE ME LIKE THAT

TOLKIEN: I can't resist it, ya know

INTERCOMS: ╬ ╬╬ ■ T╧ ╬ W■ ╬ ■ EE╬ ╧ K■ ╧  ╬ ╬ ╬ ╬ ╬ ╧ ╧ ╬ ■ ╬ ■ ╬ ╒ ╒ ╒

TWEEK: Guys, the intercoms…

CLYDE: Right right

CRAIG: This is not giving right now

CRAIG: Do we like

CRAIG: Have too?

TWEEK: I would say so

CRAIG: Literally why smh

TWEEK: Because they just called my name!?

CRAIG: What do you think I am?

CRAIG: A mechanic?

TWEEK: Yeah but still…

TWEEK: I think the longer we stay here, the more likely we are to get murdered or something?

CLYDE: WAHHHH I DON'T WANNA DIEEEEE

TOLKIEN: There there, you won't die

TOLKIEN: But if you do I'll bury you in dinosaur bones like you've always wanted

CLYDE: And play my favorite nightcore playlist at my funeral?

TOLKIEN: And play your favorite nightcore playlist at your funeral, yes

CLYDE: Good, Good, by the way, babe, do you know where the generator room is?

TOLKIEN: No, why would I?

CLYDE: Cuz you're like

CLYDE: Super smart and stuff

TOLKIEN: Aww…

CRAIG: Rizzler moment!

TWEEK: Should be to the left

TOLKIEN: How do you know that?

TOLKIEN: You just got here

CRAIG: Not Tweek being a sussy baka rn

CRAIG: Smh

CRAIG: Omg hold up

CRAIG: Who

CRAIG: Who is getting in the middle of the recording right now?

TWEEK: Your mom

CLYDE: Hehe, nice

CRAIG: This is NOT a slay right now

CRAIG: Get this British away from me

PIP: Shut the fuck up you crusty motherfucker

PIP: I always hated your two tone Google chrome metrophone megaphone ass

PIP: And that's saying a lot because I hate all of you

PIP: But it was always the influencer I didn't like

TOLKIEN: Nobody likes influencers

PIP: True, but this one was the most insufferable

PIP: Craig_The_Real_Bitch, Right?

CRAIG: *Craig_The_Real_Tucker

TWEEK: Did he just say the asterisk out loud????

CRAIG: Yes, I'm correcting him, that's why I said *Craig_The_Real_Tucker

TOLKIEN: He does that alot

TOLKIEN: We’re desensitized to it at this point

PIP: God why do you say all these underscores

PIP: You aren't a blonde crop top wearing bimbo you overrated sonic the hedgehog wannabe

PIP: Now anyways,

PIP: Turn off that goddamn phone

PIP: Pretend this is the movie theater!

PIP: Have some class, fuckface

PIP: Pay attention when I am talking to you

CRAIG: No <3

PIP: …

PIP: Fine then, I’ll just turn off that phone myself

PIP: Better yet, I'll break it

CRAIG: No please my phone is literally my life support

CRAIG: If you break it I’ll like

CRAIG: Totally die

CRAIG: Or something

PIP: Shut that shit and perish

CRAIG: Fine, fine, fine…

PIP: Thank you

PIP: Now that we’ve hit mute on the insufferable prick here

PIP: I'm sure you’re all wondering, “How is he alive right now? Didn’t he get crushed to death???”

PIP: To that I say, you're right!

PIP: I'm not at all alive

PIP: I am in fact, very,

PIP: VERY

PIP: Dead.

CLYDE: WAHHHHUGFYUKGTP(YYIFDIGFYCYIG 

CLYDE: ZOMBIE!!!!!!

CRAIG: Its giving the walking dead

CRAIG: Slay

PIP: Shut up you fake ass botox injected taki munching booty crunching dollar tree ass Charli D’Amealio

PIP:  I am not a zombie, that's just cheesy!

PIP: I am, however

PIP:  ╬A bad motherfucker ╬

(( EDITS MADE BY @pissblanket the backrooms edit was all me ))

[kid-blinks-eyepatch]

Mush’s background

 

My take on how Mush became a Newsie 📰

-Mush-

i whimpered, pressing my fingers against my mouth. they came away bloody. i ran a tongue over my teeth and spat out some white pieces oh god it hurt—.

-Jack-

goddamnit it was c o l d. i shivered as i rubbed my arms. shoulda brought my fuckin jacket. 

“it better not fucking snow” i growled, glaring up at the sky. at that point i heard what sounded like someone scrabbling for a foothold. i whipped around, expecting someone other than the Eight or Nine year old boy staring wide-eyed back at me.  

he was darker skinned, with extremely curly brown hair that was matted with blood, his entire face was bloody and bruised. i blinked, startled

“hey kid, what happened to you?” i said gently. looking at him. being almost eleven i probably wasn’t much older than him. he blinked at me, hunching over in a slightly protective way.

“uh- look we gotta get you cleaned up- do you got parents?” he shook his head, watching me warily.

“okay, uhm… alright how about you come back to the newsboy lodge with me, we can patch you up there” i said, reaching out to touch his shoulder. he scrambled back, hissing. i laughed slightly

“hey, hey, i’m not gonna hurt you, i promise, i promise” i said gently “my names Jack, Jack Kelly. people call me Cowboy” i said. he continued to eye me up and down warily. 

“look, just come back to the lodge, none of us will hurt you, i promise”

— an hour later—

Race crouched in front of the boy, holding out some bread

“c’mon kid, it ain’t the best food” he laughed “but it’s food and ya look hungry” the kid just stared back at him. Race tried to hand him the bread and the boy quite literally tried to bite his hand. Race yanked his hand back, an Italian curse slipping out of his mouth. Smalls snickered.

“let me try” she offered, taking the bread from race. she crouched in front of the boy.

“hey kid, i’m Smalls- sorry if i’m talking to loud for ya, I’m a loud girl” she laughed “so uh, i ain’t sayin ya gotta eat it now, but eat the bread” she tossed the bread at him and it landed in his lap. he started and looked at the bread. Race looked at the 6/

“do you talk kid?” he asked. the boy just stared4 back at us. I crouched next to smalls

“you got a name?” the kid bared his teeth, which made us all the more aware of his teeth, which were either chipped or gone. the more i looked at him thhe more i realized how fucked uo his mouth looked. He said something softly. it wasn’t that we couldn’t hear him, we could just couldn’t understand him. i looked at smalls, she shrugged and looked at Race, who threw his hands up. 

“maybe he said is name?” one of the twins suggusted.

“prolly?” Whisper said in his raspy voice. i shrugged. 

“it sounds like total Mush!” Stone said, ruffling his own hair. Race snapped his fingers

“We ought call him Mush!” he said, gesturing to the kids bloodied face.

the kid seemed to be pressing himself more and more into the corner as we spoke. 

“honestly it’s better than Blink” the twin said. Blink made an offended noise.

“hEy!”

“you’re name dumbass not you” the twin replied. that resulted in a minor shouting match

Smalls stood up and shooed the others away.

“quit scarin’ him!” she said. i laughed and backed away. Smalls rolled her eyes and returned to the corner where she and Sniper had been sitting. I watched the boy, who just seemed to be watching all of us. 6i looked around, trying to find Whisper as he had disappeared.

—later 3rd—

Mush was now sitting on a bunk in the corner of the room. one of the older boys whose name he didn’t know had wrestled with him until he could clean off his mouth.  he touched his lip, which had a sort of numb feeling to it and felt slightly misshapen somehow. a boy poked his head down from the bunk above him and Mush started, scrambling back against the wall. the boy, who had shaggy Blond hair and an eyepatch, quirked his visible eyebrow.

“you good?” he asked. Mush just stared at him. the boy jumped down in a well-practiced motion, standing in front of Mush’s bunk. as Mush studied him he noticed the dirt on his neck, and a bruise on his arm. the boy glanced at the bread that lay untouched on the bunk

“id eat it if i was you- it won’t taste right for much longer” he said. mush just stared at him.

“uh- do you speak English?” the boy asked. Mush didn’t respond, wanting to see where this was goin. the boy spoke a few words of a harsh sounding language and waited.

“okay- do you talk at all?” the boy asked, seeming a bit frustrated. Mush shrugged. the boy seemed a little less irritated now.

“okay… oh!” he said “are you not eating cause your mouth hurts?”

mush shrugged, looking down. 

“i’m Blink by the way. and don’t worry about these guys- they’re nice, they won’t hurt ya” mush looked up at the boy- Blink. Blink laughed slightly “and it ain’t so bad here yknow- and i get if it’s a little scary or overwhelming at first but these guys really aren’t that bad” mush tentatively picked up the bread, breaking off a tiny piece. Blink nodded and mush didn’t seem convinced.

“would it help if i ate some? to show you it’s safe to eat?” Blink offered. Mush nodded and blink broke a piece off,  hewing and swallowing the bread. 

“all good- a lil stale though” he laughed a bit. mush ate some of the bread and Blink climbed back up to his bunk. 

[claggorstuff]

Claggor with a reader who is super good at parkour! Like reader can easily hop from building to building and can climb like crazy. reader can be fem! or gn! Irdc. :) thx!! <3 (also would you mind if I send more than one request? It's only 1 or 2 more that I have an idea for)

Yeswaplease request all u want omgomgomg

Claggor x parkour master fem s/o

As Me and Claggor sat on the roof of the last drop, I smiled and watched him stare down at the lights of the undercity, "hungry?" I questioned, he sighed "a lil.." and scratched the back of his neck, where his beautiful brown locks ended, I stood up, "Well, why dont we go get something to eat? I know just the place!" He looked at me and shrugged "affordable?" "Duh." I giggled and held my hand out, he took it and stood a little wobbly, I smirked. "Keep up!" I ran and jumped off the roof of the building, he gasped and ran to the ledge and looked down at me as I scaled the apartments nearby and hopped around the vendors, he tried his best to follow but ended up running after me on the ground, I laughed and jumped building to window to balcony to roof, he needed to take a break to sit, as I hopped down to him crossing my arms he huffed "Warning?" I smirked "I'll give vanders eldest son a warning to follow me on a quick route around the UNDERCITY of all places when it crumbles to the ground." I blabbed, he sighed and shook his head "pure evil woman, pure evil.." as I waited for him to catch his breathe I admired his features shining in the dim light of the brothels open door, people walked in and out, in and out, seemingly bored. I suppose thats why anyone goes there, I turned to stare at the stained glass and when I noticed claggor had caught his breath I began climbing. The brothel. He yelped and followed as quick as he could, "wait up-!" He hollered, I laughed loudly "Nahh!" I began to scale faster and stood at the top of the structures slanted roofs, sliding down to the next, much smaller building, he growled and began to try and catch me, jumping at me as if he were an animal and I, the prey, I began to squeal in excitement, now that this had become a game, I was able to show my full skill level, and, well, naturally as my boyfriend, he was quite excited to play this game. I jumped and swung, and he did the same, naturally raised with vi mylo and powder he'd learnt all these undercity skills, but not to my level, I was a trained acrobatic, and he was just a simple boy. But he really loved watching me go.. adleast, thats what hes always said and, what reason would such a beautiful boy have to lie.. I love him so much, so at last we had gotten to the place, but now he was quite out of breathe and so.. of course, we sat for a bit, I was too, but Im quite too happy Id beat him to admit it, as I sat and looked around I'd just realized. This is a game. And sitting here, I could be c- "GOTCHA!" he wrapped his arms around me swiftly as I squealed, he chuckled and kissed me all around "You're such a show-off babe. I love it." He smirked, I stared into his eyes and tilted my head "...stop bein pretty. Ya big oaf." "Dont blame me babe." He chuckled and after we'd caught our breaths, we got some food, a long night followed which included.. well.. vander. Being not so happy we left without telling him, and well. The little jump around left a bit of a mess around, so, not so different. At the end of such a long day. I was after a while of begging vander allowed to sleep next to claggor, he held me ever so close and softly. And as i drifted off he chuckled "Love my acrobatic girlfriend.."

SORRY IF ITS SHORT 🔥🔥🔥

[thoselethalarts]

𝕸𝖆𝖗𝖈𝖚𝖘 𝕿𝖔𝖒𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖉 - 𝕻𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖔𝖓𝖆𝖑 𝕾𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖞

(R) School Uniform: “It Doesn’t Matter in the Long Run.”

(NRC: Homeroom Class 3-C)

Marcus: Snzz... snzzz...

Trein: ...Tomford. Tomford!

Marcus: Snzzz.... zzz.......

(Lucius leaps out from Trein's arms and bounds across the room, perching up on Marcus's desk.)

Lucius: Mrooaaarrrr.

(Lucius smacks his paw against Marcus's face)

Marcus: Snrk-! Wh-wha?

Trein: That's twice now you've fallen asleep in my class today, Tomford. I'll have a word with you after class about this. Now sit up and pay attention.

Marcus: O-Oh... Right. Sorry, sir. (yaaawn)

(Later...)

Trein: Marcus, this behavior of yours is completely unacceptable in an academic setting. Nearly every day I look over and see you asleep at your desk, and this has been a problem for the last three years. Trein: Your schoolwork is commendable, but it's clear in your writing that you're still struggling to grasp numerous core concepts, and it's no doubt in part due to your constant sleeping through my lectures. Trein: I do not want to report you for academic probation, but if this continues I will have no choice. Am I making myself clear?

Marcus: Yes- yes sir. You're being perfectly clear. Marcus: (Sigh) Look, I… I know it probably doesn't mean much to hear, but I really don't mean to keep falling asleep in your classes, I swear. Marcus: I have... problems. Specifically with nightmares.

Trein: Nightmares?

Marcus: Yeah. It sounds stupid, but that's all it is. Marcus: I've always had problems falling asleep at night but staying asleep is hard too because of the nightmares. I’ve been dealing with since I was really young. Marcus: I don't really get a lot of good sleep most days and it makes me so tired that I'll just... doze off wherever. I don't really have control over it.

Trein: Hm. You and one of my second years have similar sleeping problems, it seems. Trein: Though his case is a bit more obtuse... at least you have a known reason for your exhaustion. Trein: In any case, I still cannot simply allow you to use my class as a rest period. That is simply out of the question. Trein: Have you spoken to the nurse’s office about these complications? Perhaps they could arrange for you to get accommodations.

Marcus: Er- Well no, but I don't know that they'll-

Trein: Let me rephrase. Speaking to them is your only real option, Marcus. Trein: Your options here are either you take initiative to fix your sleeping conditions, request the accommodations needed for additional study time, or I'll have to file for your academic probation. Trein: As an instructor I can only do so much on my end. It’s up to you to get the help you need. I cannot be your guardian. Understood?

Marcus: ...Yes sir.

Trein: Good. You're dismissed. Trein: Should you take the time to visit the nurse I'll be looking forward to receiving your paperwork.

Marcus: Yes sir.

(Marcus leaves Trein's classroom and enters the main hall)

Marcus: ...Whatever. Outcome's gonna be the same no matter what I do cuz the cause is unavoidable.

(Footsteps approach Marcus from down the hall)

Matt: There ya are, Mark! Figured maybe you'd ran off t' the bathroom 'fore I got here. Matt: Where you been? I was wonderin’ what was keepin’ ya for so long.

Marcus: Yeah, Trein kept me after to chew me out for falling asleep in class. Again.

Matt: Again? Man, you'd think he'da given up on that by now. Matt: Sucks! Guess that means you're gonna have'ta start gettin' better ‘bout that, buddy.

Marcus: …...

Matt: …... (smiles)

Marcus: You're a jackass, you know that right?

Matt: Hmm?

Marcus: “You gotta get better ‘bout that, buddy~” Says the one that’s the cause of me having sleeping problems in the first place.

Matt: Whaaaat~? I have no idea what you’re talkin’ about~

Marcus: Uh huh. Suuuure you don’t. Marcus: Sigh... look, maybe we can tone it down a few notches at night from here on out? At least until we’re outta here and back home again? Marcus: I really don’t wanna get in trouble for something as stupid as falling asleep in class again. Like, I know it doesn’t matter in the long run but I’d at least like to try to be a good student while I’m here.

Matt: I dunno~ I guess I’ll consider it~

Marcus: I’d really appreciate it. Marcus: Ugh… what a miserable start to my day.

/ End

[famwhy]

In Grief and In Mourning III

Yandere! Various X Reader

Part III

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Oh, of course, she had a walk-in closet because why wouldn't she? Fucking rich piece of-.

You shook your head to rid yourself of those bitter thoughts, there were more important matters to deal with. 

Your E/C hues scanned the hangers for some sort of cloth, that would be perfect for a secret outing, the shining of several gems blinding you for small intervals of time, causing your neutral expression to slowly but surely shift into a scowl.

"Why would you even want so many gems on your dress? What a useless..." You angrily muttered under your breath, eyes narrowed in your annoyance.

It was then that you noticed the mannequin in the corner of the room. It seemed to be wearing a cloak, one devoid of any gems; dark and perfect for concealing one's identity.

"Huh, what do ya know? She actually has something useful here."

You wasted no time grabbing the cloth and throwing it onto your person.

Although what happened next was not something you expected, to say the least.

As soon as the cloth met your skin, the dress you wore changed, morphing into something more suited for combat. 

You were now donning an auburn tank top with dull grey shorts to match, the heels you previously wore slowly changing into combat boots before your very eyes.

Those weren't the only things that happened; no, for the next second, your vision enhanced as well. You could see your room so clearly despite it being night - hell, you were seeing even more clearly than you did in the day.

"What the fu-?"

Okay, so maybe this Princess had a lot more going on than you thought she did.

"Alright," you casted a glance at the window, "now, how do I get out of here?"

The castle was huge so just jumping out the window wouldn't suffice. In fact, it would probably kill you.

Something that wouldn't kill you, however, is tying all the late princesses' dresses together to make a rope you could climb down with. 

"Sorry, princess, no hard feelings."

You got to work as soon as you planned it out, tying dresses with fabrics that were easy to grip onto while also grimacing at how much money they probably costed and apologising continuously because your broke arse knew how painful it was to ruin such high-priced clothing. 

Once you were satisfied with the length of the make-shift rope, you tied it securely around your bed post before throwing it over the windowsill and watching it cascade downwards. 

"Damn, I feel like Rapunzal right now." 

Your fingers wrapped tightly around the cloth in your hands, breath becoming slightly uneven as you stared down at the surface of the earth that suddenly seemed a lot more far away than before. 

The palms of your hands grew clammy as your knees grew weak and your entire form started to shake.

You tried to will yourself into jumping out but your body just refused to do so. 

What was happening?

You'd never been afraid of heights before. Granted, you were never put in a position like this before but still. You had been on your fair share of amusement park rides to not find this height scary right?

"C'mon, Y/N, you got this." You whispered under your breath. "Dad didn't raise no pussy."

It was so scary.

If you fell... no one would be around to save you.

You were on your own...

...and it was terrifying.

"What are you doing?" You harshly scolded yourself. "How do you expect to ever go back to your own world if you can't even jump out of a stupid, fucking window keeping you trapped in a room?!"

And then... it happened.

A rush of power flooded through you, forcing you over the edge and onto the side of the building, subsequently causing you to go down with such a tremendous amount of skill, you weren't even sure it was your own doing.

"Holy shit! I'm doing it! I'm doing it!" You raised your arms and cheered.

Wait... you raised your arms and cheered..?

.        .        .

"Shit!" 

Dammit! Why were you such an idiot?!

Seriously, what dumbarse lets go of the very thing keeping them alive?!

You, apparently!

Luckily, you already covered a good amount of the wall so you didn't die when you hit the ground.

However...

"Ah, fuck!" You landed on your butt; and it hurt like hell.

Rubbing the sore spot, you slowly got up, wincing a little as you did. 

There was no doubt in your mind that the magical cloak you wore was the cause of that sudden rush that clogged your mind and broke through that mental barrier keeping you from taking the jump. The only thing that wasn't adding up was the late princess herself. You didn't know much about her but you assumed her to be a spoilt little brat, or maybe some typical stuck up princess - y'know a primadonna. This cloak, however, did not seem like it would belong to her at all. Maybe there was more to her than you first thought there was. You should really start-

Your trail of thought was cut off when you bumped straight into someone, a hard plate of metal armour stopping you in your tracks.

"Ah, shit." You looked up, meeting gazes with a young man whose jaw was hung open.

"Princess Y/-!"

"Shushhh." You placed your finger on the young knight's lips, quickly throwing your head from side-to-side to see if anyone had noticed. Upon being met with nothing but silence, you returned your attention to the male once more. "Look, you can either join me and keep me protected... or... you can go to the king and explain why you let me escape the castle grounds unattended."

"Wha-" he looked dumbfounded.

"Tick tock, I don't have all day. Hurry up and pick already." You crossed your arms, tapping your foot on the ground in an open display of your impatience.

"Um! Okay, I-I'll join you!"

"Great choice."

You made sure to pull up your hood and properly adjust it onto your head, cursing yourself for not noticing it had fallen off during your descent down to the ground.

Oh well, this kid looked like he wouldn't say shit so long as you threatened him enough.

Plus, it was always nice to have a companion with you on your travels. Especially when 'you' had supposedly been assassinated before.

"Alright, lead me to the market streets."

"You were going to sneak out without even knowing where you were headed?" The Knight deadpanned.

"Shut up... uh... what's your name?"

"Prometheus Laskaris."

"A'ight, that's too long, I'mma call you Theus." You turned around, ignoring his vehement protests.

"That would be incredibly inappropriate, your highness!"

"Oh? You telling me, the princess, that what I'm doing is inappropriate?"

"Nuh-no!" He sounded panicked. "I did not mean it that way."

"Relax, bro, I was just messin' with ya, I don't care for your fucking hierarchy system. Shit ain't like that in my world."

"Bro..? I don't believe I have any relation to you."

"Geez, it's just an expression, do you people ever-" you were in the midst of rolling your eyes when you bumped into a very familiar texture. "Reemus?!"

Lo and behold, there was your large dragon, eyes huge and expression morphed into that of a puppy's. 

"What are you doing here?! You have to go! I'll be noticed if you stick around!" 

When he nuzzled his head against you with a whimper, you couldn't help but soften your tone.

"What's wrong, buddy?"

He let out another whimper as he pushed himself further into you.

"Ah, princess, I believe he wishes to join us." Theus piped in from behind you, nervously glancing around to see if there were more guards within the perimeter.

"Is that it, boy?" Another whimper accompanied by the nod of his head confirmed the theory. "Aw, I'm sorry, sweetie. I can't have you come along with me otherwise they'll definitely notice I sneaked out."

He looked up at you with such big, sorrowful eyes; you couldn't help but feel bad. 

You turned to the young knight you forced to accompany you. "Theus, is there any way he can join us without being seen? There's gotta be some kind of magic, right?"

"Well, my lady, there is one way, however, I'm afraid it might not work with your current bond."

"My current bond?" You rose a brow. "What do you mean by that?"

"Well, all companions are capable of shapeshifting once they have reached a certain level of an unbreakable bond with their 'owners'. The late princess' dragon was able to reach that with her so he has shapeshifted before but, seeing as you are a being of a whole different world, the bonding process may have reset." He looked slightly conflicted as he spoke, probably not that well-versed in the matter himself.

"If that's the case, then why is he so attached to me?"

"Regardless of that bond level, you are still the same person as the late princess, just from a different world. He most likely senses that, therefore, he feels he can trust you."

"I see..." You returned your attention to the dark dragon who still looked at you with a saddened gaze. "I'm sorry, buddy, you can't come along with me."

He whined and pushed himself into you once more, refusing to back away.

"Reemus." You called out to him, feeling slightly overwhelmed by the amount of affection he seemed to insist on drowning you with. "I promise when I get back, I'll spend time with you in the morning, okay? For now be a big, strong boy for me and hold on for a little longer."

You gently placed your hands on the scales of his face, caressing them as you gently tilted his head in your direction, gazing straight into his eyes.

"Can you do that for me?"

A sigh of relief left your lips when he finally yielded, nodding as he backed away solemnly.

"Good boy."

"Ready to set out, your highness?" Theus asked you, sweatdropping upon receiving the glare of the mythical beast.

"Lead the way." You blinked twice as he headed in the opposite direction. "Shit, was I really that far off?"

"We must be careful. We are lucky there are no guards around here. Your recent return must've been too soon for the commanders to assign anyone to this post. That doesn't mean there won't be any guards patrolling around."

"Ay, ay, captain." You lifted a hand up, placing it on your forehead in a mock saluting fashion.

"Captain? I don't believe I-."

"Goddammit Theus, it's just an expression."

"Oh."

The two of you scurried across the castle grounds, hiding in every nook and cranny you could when you spotted guards. You also preferred to give them the middle finger whenever you got by undetected, much to Theus' horror.

On a regular day, you were sure you would get caught sneaking around almost immediately - which is another reason as to why you believed this cloak was enhancing your abilities somehow. These guards were trained to detect the smallest amounts of movement within the environment, it made sense that Theus was able to avoid them, but you? The most experience you've had with stealth is sneaking back into your home after a night out. Even then, you would still get caught. Granted, you wouldn't face any reprimanding but you still got caught.

"Princess, would you like my help climbing over the wall?" Theus asked you once you reached the grand barricade keeping you within the Royal property.

A smug smirk, oozing with overconfidence, manifested itself on your face as you held out a hand in front of Theus. "No need."

With as much ease as you had when you climbed down your tower, you scaled the wall before you. Your foot dug in to small cracks barely big enough for them to fit in and your hands clawed at crevices in the bricks you used to be able to hoist yourself up. 

Unfortunately, you did not take into account the fact that the cloak would be a bit too much for you. 

"Ah, shit!" With just slightest bit of overestimated power, you flung yourself over the wall and down to the ground on the other side, landing directly on your back. "Fuck! That hurts!"

"Princess!" It wasn't long before the familiar form of Theus found its way back in your vision, one hand on the top of the wall, heaving his whole body over it and landing beside you with grace. 

He quickly hoisted you up, checking you over for any sort of injury on your person.

"I'm fine, calm down!" You pulled away, wincing slightly after you did. "Ack! Shit!"

"You're hurt." He frowned. "I should not have let you go over yourself, my apologies, your highness."

"It's not your fault, I was just being stupid. I shouldn't have thought that just because I had a magical cloak, I was suddenly capable of everything."

"Magical cloak?"

"Yeah," you lifted your arms, allowing the cloak to flutter around you for emphasis, "wanna see?"

Although you asked him a question, you didn't wait around for an answer; instead opting to remove the cloak in your own excitement to show someone the cool thing you owned.

Almost immediately after you took it off, your dull clothing changed into the grand dress you wore earlier that day and you, yourself, felt all of that power rushing through you before fade away - your vision proceeding to turn back to normal.

"Holy shit, it's dark." You commented, putting the cloak back on not soon after.

You felt vulnerable without it on. Perhaps you were getting too attached.

"Astounding." Theus' voice reminded you that he was still there. "I don't believe I've seen anything quite like it. Then again, I'm not that adept at magic, I was not blessed with it after all."

"Is that how magic works in this world?" 

"What do you mean by that?" 

"Like, do you need to be 'blessed' to have magic or something?" You rose a brow.

"Ah, well, it's a simple case of some people being born with magic while others aren't."

"Is there any strict rules or is it random?"

"For the most part, it's random. Although I do believe all members of the Royal family have magic within them." Theus brought his hand up to his chin, index finger and thumb lacing around it as his eyes narrowed in thought. "I could be wrong, though."

"Damn, that's amazing." You were in awe at the revelation. "Does that mean I have powers too?!"

"I'm not too-."

"Abracadabra!" 

Nothing happened.

"Well shit." You shrugged your shoulders. "Anyway, let's go to the market place now."

Theus kept blinking in astonishment. "What on Earth were you trying to-?"

"Don't worry about it."

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.

.

"Say, Theus?"

His sword swiped at the plants before the two of you, expression furrowed as he concentrated on his task at hand. "Hm?"

"How old are you?" You tilted your head to the side, intertwining your hands behind your back as you leaned forward, a certain mischievous twinkle in your eye as you spoke with clear intent to quell your boredom.

"Eighteen." He spoke quietly, too focused on his task at hand to raise his volume.

"Oh?" Your jaw fell open. "You're this skilled at such a young age?!"

A thin line of pink coated his cheeks as he cleared his throat, scolding himself for getting momentarily distracted by a mere compliment.

"I remember when I was your age," a small wistful smile overcame your face, "I was sneaking out all the time to go hook up with guys or have nights out with my bestfriends. Each time I got home, my dad would be there at the couch with a lamp on nearby, trying to be as dramatic as possible. At the end of the day, he was never really mad. He made it obvious when he grinned and asked me how my day went."

Slowly, your smile faltered as you remembered your father and your home, a sense of emptiness clawing at your chest.

You were homesick.

"What's your family like, Theus?" You asked him with a far-away look in your eyes, half-paying-attention and half-not.

"Ah, well. My father passed away a while ago, leaving my mother widowed, she was devastated at first but, after a while, she decided to find herself a new lover. She started seeing a regular who frequented our bakery, who also lost his wife. I did not know of this and she did not inform me until he had already proposed.

"I couldn't exactly find myself feeling anger towards her, however, she is my mother after all. I love her. Besides, I could see how happy he made her, so long as she is happy, I am happy."

"Aww, that's so sweet." You then let out an exasperated sigh. "I have never met a guy like you in my world. All those guys were dickheads."

You recalled a guy you were hooking up with a while ago, one who treated his mother like absolute shit.

At first, he seemed like a decent guy with a really nice body, always a plus. Then he took you home one day and you witnessed the huge red flag that was lying under your nose that whole time.

He had a loving mother who offered you snacks as soon as you walked through the door, the poor woman could barely stand up without wobbling, her old age clearly getting to her. You were just about to accept her offer and then make your own offer to help out a little, when the guy's expression shifted to that of disgust and he slapped the tray right out of her hands, yelling at her to leave him and 'his girl' alone.

As soon as you saw that, you pulled up your sleeve and slapped him right in the face, kicked him where the sun don't shine with as much force as you could before spitting on him and proclaiming to him about how you would never date a guy who abuses his own mother. You then proceeded to march off, ignoring all his protests and cusses aimed at you.

What a scummy guy.

"Princess." The voice of Theus brought you back to reality. "We're here."

"Oh?" You rose a brow, looking ahead to see the top of houses that were so different to the modern ones you were used to seeing. They had their own charm to them though. "Wow."

As you and Theus stepped foot inside the market place, your eyes blew wide with wonder. You watched the people rush from stall to stall and heard vendors speak with voices of grandeur, the hustle and bustle of the streets very capable of tricking you into thinking it was morning rather than night. 

Kids chased each other through people's legs as their parents complained to one another about their mischief, maids wandered around looking desperately for the ingredients they were asked to bring to their chefs, and common folk browsed each and every stand, trying to find a treat they could spend their excess money on.

It was all so wonderful.

You tried tuning in on people's conversations in order to have a bit more of an immersive experience, although, you would soon regret that decision.

"Oh, Arianna! Did you see those bracelets over there!"

"Why yes, yes I did! They looked so wonderful!"

"Do you think they'd impress Aaron?"

"You and your little crush."

"Oh shush!"

"Why I- goodness! Is that the general?"

"The general! Oh it is him!"

"What on Earth is the general doing here at this time of day?"

"And followed by so many knights as well!"

"Do you think something happened?"

"Who cares? Isn't he so handsome?!"

The several voices that clashed with your ears announced the presence of the general, causing your whole figure to tense up.

As if that wasn't bad enough.

"Ah, princess." Theus tapped on your shoulder, gesturing towards an area of the market place filled to the brim with armour and horses.

You deadpanned.

"You have got to be kidding me."

Damn, Reader just can't catch a break huh?

Also- dammmnnnn, Reader's a feisty one, ain't she? Kicking a guy down there and then spitting on him? Woahhhh

Excuse any grammar mistakes, I'm tired-

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[sonicasura]

Getting To Know Yourself

Circle Of Conquest, Lower Echelon

Docter Helix Helix House

Dr. Helix: Alright then, the Brighten Blue Eye is ready. Toilen do you have that Special Panacea ready?

Toilen: Primed and ready Dr. Helix, and the Ripple Drops are clean.

Dr. Helix: Good, Good, now with everything in place, are you ready for the check-up Kafka?

Kafka who simply sat in a wooden chair gave a simple " Ya Doc" as the duo began to give the check-up

Kafka didn't think his day would end up with him getting a check-up by a Monster in another world but here he was. Hell it wasn't even his idea it was Psaro who brought up the idea of getting a check-up on his body too see if anything changed with transforming into a Kaiju. In all honesty Kafka didn't give it much thought that something could be wrong or off with his body after the transformation, he was just focused on learning how to control his Kaiju transformation, not seeing if he had gained sharper teeth or something.

After that suggestion, Kafka was immediately worried that something may have changed, though unfortunately sceduling a Docter's appointment any saying " I turned into a Kaiju a couple months ago and I want a check-up, Thank You" wasn't exactly an option. Thankfully Psaro came to his aid again and said that Docter Helix Helix could give him a check-up and see if anything was wrong. Kafka of course agreed and headed to the genius scientist immediately with Psaro intow.

Getting there was easy and Kafka was delighted to see Toilen there also. As after the Trio's adventure he had gone to Docter Helix to hopefully become their apprentice, and after a lot of convincing and an apology about knicking some of the Sands Of Time, Doc. Helix took Toilen in as their Protege.

From what Kafka could tell everything was going great for Doc. Helix and Toilen, ( Doc. Helix would agree as he very much enjoyed having Toilen around the Lab, but you didn't hear that from me)

Anyway the check-up was under way, and Docter Helix immediately went too the most important information he could get. First starting off with an X-Ray by using a special Brighten Blue Eye, then a blood sample from both his human and kaiju form. A check-up on his muscles and nerves, along with questions about his dietary habits, along with a lot more tests that were ran ( I'm sorry but human biology is not my strong suit, so that's all I got for that)

About an hour later all the tests were done, and in that time Psaro had returned as they needed to step out and gather some reports about the current restoration progress of Nadiria ( Kafka sometimes forgot that Psaro was basically a King now) and had brought along Rose who had gotten back from Caprice's Middle Echelon where they were building new Village for Monsters to live in. It was nice really nice to see the trio again after such a long goodbye.

Docter Helix: Alright, that is everything, all the results and photos have been collected.

Psaro: Thank you for the help Docter Helix, I'm truly grateful for your help.

Docter Helix: Your Gratitude is welcomed, but I honestly wanted to do an eximation of Kafka for awhile after I heard of this Kaiju form and I must say the results are fascinating * Bring up a couple photos* Now lets get down to brass tacks here. Kafka I am sorry in advance if this comes off as brash, gently going into major news was never a stong suit of mine. Now first off, we should go over your heart or lack there of.

Everyone:.....WHATTTT!?!?!?

Docter Helix: Yes it seems you no longer have a human heart * brings up X-Ray photo* instead there seems to be some sort of orb in lue of a human heart in your chest.

Kafka: O-O-OR-ORB!?!? Wait do you mean to say that my heart has become a Kaiju core.

Docter Helix: Is that what there called? Well then yes, your heart has become a Kaiju core. In all honesty I'm not surprised that your heart went under such a massive change..... I already see the confussion on all your faces so let me explain a bit. What your body can do now with transforming into a Kaiju is absolutely incredible, however those things take a great toll on the body and a human heart could never handle that kind of exertion forced onto it. The heart would give out very quickly from all the stress of trying to maintain proper blood flow and oxygen levels. So your body had to make the change in order for you to not only survive but thrive.

Rose: Th-That is incredible, too think that transformation modified his very heart to make it work for his body.

Docter Helix: Yes, though there is a couple other major things to go through. As the tests confirmed a suspsion of mine. That I am all but positive that you are actually no longer human, but a full fledged Kaiju.

Kafka.Exe has blue screened

Docter Helix: Now before anyone loses there mind, this is not a bad thing. Kafka is still very healthy and there have been no degenerative ailments that were shown. Now to answer how I know he is no longer human. Well the two blood samples I took from his human form and Kaiju form, should show the genetic differences between the two forms however it shows the Kaiju genetics in both blood samples. This led me to more closely examin the bllod samples which made me realize that the human blood is simple morphed kaiju blood. That combined with your heart being replaced has led me to this conculsion.

The information that Docter Helix Helix gave had really shakken. Thankfully he had Psaro, Rose, amd Toilen there to help cheer him up. This went on for a bit before Doc. Helix coughed to get everyones attention for the final bit of important information.

Docter Helix: Now I see this has shakken you, but don't worry the changes don't threaten your wellfare and you just need to adept to this new body, easier said then done I know, but in the brief time I known you, you don't let anything keep you down. Now before you go there is one more critical piece of information to share. Your are starting to become malnourished.

Kafka: Huh? How I eat a lot everyday, and I even been keeping a healthy weight. I haven't been starving myself or anything like that.

Docter Helix: Well your weight would be healthy if you were still human, but your a Kaiju now. You burn through fats and calories incredibly fast now. Your body demands more food to keep itself at full physical strength. Three human sized meals can't hope to satisfy a Gigantes and the same goes for you. You are going to have too double, no triple your meals and there size to keep up with your bodies hunger. You may not have been paying attention, but I'm sure you still felt extremely hungry after each meal. You can't ignore your stomach Kafka, your health and strength a dependent on it now, more than ever. Toilen please hand him the panacea, Kafka eat this, it will help recover some of your strength.

Toilen: Got it, here ya go Kafka * Hands over the panacea*

Kafka: * Eats the panacea* Wow thanks, feel a bit more energized now. Also Ya, now that you mentioned it I have been feeling more hungry as of late, but I just chalked it up to the changes I made to my diet, you know a medium burger instead of a large stuff like that. Though now that I know that, it seems I have take seriously up my food intake now if I want to succed.

Docter Helix: Good, you understand, now * writes something on a piece of paper* may I suggest some Heavyweight Boxer's Broth or how about some Hubble Bubble and Shriek, both are good options for a big meal.

This check-up definitely served up a full course meal of results

Ok, so I hope everything made sense, I used a lot from the post about the theory of Kafka's condition, so thanks to that post for the idea. Anything to change or add?

I tried but again I'm no good at biology or medical sciences

Kafka definitely has some thinking to do since he never expected he became an actual Kaiju. Though the man won't dwell on it after he remembers how insane his life already is. What's more crazy than being the foster father of a cambion king to an entire monster civilization?

Although man better hope no monster eavesdropped on his examination, specifically when he went kaiju. News travels pretty fast even in Nadiria and his kaiju form will be seen very pleasing to the inhuman eye. Rosehill Tower about to get love letters alongside all kinds of invites addressed to Kafka. XD