#Alleycat blues

[judahmaccabees]

Long ago the Ancient of Days made the pledge to defend Heaven. He does not shirk.

[thedestinysunknown]

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: Turtles in Time - Alleycat Blues:

“Here’s another quick level. It looks a lot like the one from Hyperstone Heist, but shorter and boring. Like I’ve said, this game takes time, before you explore the best parts of it.”

PS: the gameplay used for this gifset is not mine. The original video belongs to the user: xravenxp, on Youtube.

[nicopony79]

Back in April I lost my soul-cat, Frida. She was hit by a car. I don’t think I can ever completely get over losing her. I didn’t think I could have another cat, especially not a gray tabby.

But there was a baby at the local shelter. She was so wiggly and wild. My daughter begged to take her home but I had doubts.

Stella Blue is in her forever home now and she is the lovingest little girl. I still miss Frida so so much. But Stella shows everyone love, to my husband and daughter and dog and our big Little boy cat.

Here’s Stella and me looking at my bird cam (The Birb Peeper 3000) together.

[castielsprostate]

uhm anyway this is my official script outline proposal for venom vs spiderfriend / spiderman 4 / venom 4 !

cockroach!venom is travelling to new york all by himself (the the barman is there too because it's just really funny) while we follow eddie having thee worst day he's ever had. he stubs his toe getting out of bed in the morning, his coffee order is wrong and spills on his shirt, he drops his laptop on the concrete, he loses every lead he had on an investigation, a bird shits on his shoulder, it starts to rain and he doesn't have an umbrella, he gets hit by a street puddle a cab drives through, a fling he's "trying" breaks everything off over text message (gender ambiguous), and then when he's crossing the street he gets fucking BODIED by a truck. he gets rushed to the hospital, barely alive, major trauma, broken bones, brain bleed, cardiac arrest, and before he goes he says, "see you soon, buddy," whilst clutching his lady liberty keychain in his hands

cut to spiderman, doing spideythings on earth 616, swinging through the city of new york,

meanwhile, cock!venom is vroaching it up on the other side of the city, going from alley to alley, dodging cars and pedestrians, barely evading death, looking into windows searching for something, making tiny, whiny little alien sounds. he finds a tasty little treat (rat brains) in between and as he's about to munch spiderman's ass squashes him from falling through a marvel sparkles universe hole. venom attaches himself to spiderman and they are an absolute hate at first sight. by GOD does venom hate peter and does peter try to get rid of venom any and all opportunities! "YOU" "what me?" "YOU ARE THE RED BLUE MAN FROM TV" "well... yeah? i'm spiderman? can you get out of my body please??" venom does not, in fact, get out of his body, but they fight some alley bad guys, one calls spiderman an "uptight fruity" and venom goes ballistic. they fight together, badly, because neither of them is strong enough to control the other and then they fight each other before realising it's pointless. venom ends saying "don't let guys like that get you down, bug, sing your own song, dance to your own beat, it's what we do" to peter when they're done fighting and peter just goes ???

eddie is still dying in the hospital, medically induced coma, anne arrives with dan, they mourn him, getting told there's no chance of survival anymore. they're keeping him alive for mrs chen to say her goodbyes, and unhooking his life support in two days. capcut dream montage where he's raising a family together with venom, eddie says, "this is a life i like better,". that's normal behaviour

spideyvenom is being followed by some woodchippers, venom explains NOTHING to the spider man because they doesn't like the spider man. they have a day where they try to find out whats going on, barely working together, but good enough to find out some information. they have an alleycat fight and venom reveals that he's looking for someone "special to us" after coming all the way from nevada, and peter goes "ah.. mr venom, she must be important to you for you to travel all this way, huh?" "yes, insect... he is important to us" and spiderman goes O.O and then tries to help but no one's heard of an "eddie brock". the city, in the meantime, becomes jittery and weird, and something big is coming. something big and wrong. they go on a venom bender and meet the barman in an underground (gay) club in nyc and have a fun (for venom. terrible for spidey and the barman) night out

eddie is dying, slowly, in the hospital, unresponsive to everyone and everything. mrs chen says a tearful goodbye, leaving a bar of chocolate on his bedside table, anne stays with eddie whilst dan goes with mrs chen to get some food. she holds his hand, cries, maybe. she says, through tears,"i wish he could've protected you longer"

spideyvenom are doing what they can to protect people (venom eats a few of them), swinging through the city when more marvel sparkles appear. by god. that's a lot of fucking marvel sparkles. that's. that's too many marvel sparkles. the sky opens up, there really isn't a lot of time left, the something big, something wrong is here.

swinging through new york, spideyman is listing off everything that's going very, very wrong, trying to evacuate as many people, when venom spots eddie, barely, through a top floor hospital window. in reality he actually spots anne, throwing everything on a hail mary, and decides to crash them into the hospital window. anne ducks to protect eddie, spiderman takes off his mask in anger, "mr venom what the hell??? we HAVE to go, NOW,". venom rejects himself from spiderman, launching him out of the window, and jumping onto eddie, trying to be absorbed, "eddie?... eddie... eddie.. eddie. eddie eddie eddie eddie eddie eddie eddie eddie eddie!! eddie!!! eddie!!!! eddie!!!!! eddie!!!!!!! eddie!!!!!!!!!! eddie!!!!!!!!!!!!! EDDIE!!!!!!!!!!!!,"

venom goes to anne, looking at eddie, "why isn't our other waking up? what is wrong with our eddie, anne?". "venom, i'm so sorry."

so venom, without thinking, without any hold back, makes anne perform cpr, just enough to flow into eddie. just. barely. enough. and he brings eddie back again, slamming him back into life, waking up another codex in the process, but he doesn't care. because their eddie is back, and eddie is waking up.

eddie says, whilst reaching up to his chest, "hey buddy, i just had the-," "weirdest dream, eddie,"

silence, for a moment, the camera is only focused on them sitting in eddie's glass covered hospital bed before,

"am i dead? are we dead? is this it?" "no, eddie, we are alive," and eddie presses their foreheads together, gently, with no urgency. just relief. eddie gripping the back of venom's goop, entangling his fingers, wanting to feel venom engulf him again. the moment is cut short by spiderman jumping through ANOTHER window "what in the hell are you doing mr. venom??? we have to clear the city, now, we don't have any time for this"

freaked out, a little soggy, eddie says, "venom, that's th-the-the peter guy from tv from the the purple man universe" "yes eddie, we do not like him," "why is the peter guy from tv in here, why does he know who we are,"

spiderman goes ???, eddie braces himself for a fight, gripping venom tighter, he isn't going to lose him again so soon, "listen sweetie, we aren't going anywhere," whilst gesturing to him and venom, "what is going on here?"

something rumbles the ground, anne yelps, spiderman is up and out another window, "no time, gotta swing, we need to evacuate the city,"

eddie is up, getting anne to safety, she says "don't let him go, venom," before venom is filling him in on everything that happened and being shot into battle in his hospital gown. they full body, venom seeps into every part of eddie, impossibly further than any time before, and eddie lets him in

"we have a new tattoo, eddie?" "got it a while back, it's the," "codex?" "codex,"

they save a few people on their way down, venom eats a few bad guys, "you got a new tattoo, too, huh bud?" "it looks cool on us" they find spiderman and, despite their mutual dislike, team up and [epic battle here]. cool co-ops with veddie launching spiderman, spiderman webbing bad guys like a little burrito for venom to eat, eddie does a few kickflips and gets launched by spiderman to get some up-top threats. and the threat isn't clear, it's not knull, it's not more xenophages, it's something neither of them has seen before, and it just keeps coming... until the sky clears up in an instant. like it was snapped away, and spiderman is marvel sparkled back before any of them know what's happening, "mr venom??" "insect! see you never"

half of the city is destroyed (in true marvel hero style), venom and eddie have to get out of there quickly before anyone gets a too good look.

the final scene of venom and eddie is them sitting in central park, debris magically cleaned up, venom safely tucked in eddie's shirt saying some venom-y nonsense and alien purring, two new chickens who they named roan and gaga pecking away by their feet, looking off into the sunset. eddie whispers, "but i like any life with us best," and venom intertwines their hands

spiderman gets marvelsparkled back into the mcu, having the wildest story to tell, and having so so so many questions, with having none answered because it's Doom's Day.

[vgperson]

Vocaloid Highlights: November 2022

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[isabeauwolf]

Monsterhaul x Mary: She Wolf and the Beast AU (Slight Dabi x Mary)

Chapter 1: Donuts and alleycats

It had only been a few months since Mary and her father moved into this town. She likes it here. It was a quiet and cozy place compared to the overly bustling capital.

Only down side was the odd and judgmental looks she would get for her wolfish features. Manly, her ears, tail and sharp canines. It didn't bother as much as used to when she was a child.

Being the child of a famous Hero had it's ups and downs, her father was always busy, but he made up for it on his days off. Traveling together for festivals, Hero meet and greets, book shops and bakeries all over the world.

No matter how much time passed after her mothers passing when she was a baby, her father never remarried saying that her mother was his one true love, his moonlight and stars. The only treasure she had to remember her by was the golden oval locket: a blue sapphire and a moonstone were in the middle, inside was a picture of her parents smiling as her mother held her.

Portraits of her mother and father were hung up around the house, then ones of herself and her father, but the one in her locket was one of a kind.

Her father wore a matching locket, one side was him and a grown Mary and the other was the happy couple.

Another down side, if Mary was being honest was.... all of the men either wanted her for her body, or her father's money.

Yes, her father spoiled her. What dotting father wouldn't want to give his only child and daughter the world? As many dolls, clothes, books, food, anything her hearts desired, but being the odd girl, she buried her head in books, played outside, cleaned, cooked and baked whenever she wasn't helping widows and single mothers teach their daughters how to read and write.

Did she give a portion of her allowance to people in need? Of course she did.

Did she have to? No.

Why was she born in this world, if not to share it?

Was she a saint? Hell no.

Perhaps it was her wolfish nature, but she was overly competitive, loved a challenge, a good race, adventure. Despite her patience, she was stubborn and wasn't afraid to speak her mind.

It also didn't help that she was stronger than other women. If she got it from her mother or fathers side, she didn't know. On top of her keen sense of smell and hearing, which she mostly kept to herself, except for their handful servants and her father.

Mary felt bad now, but when she was a toddler her father swore up and down to the old gods and new, that he watched her play outside, giggling and laughing like any normal three year old when all of a sudden she saw a snake. Any other child would have screamed, cried and wailed, but what did toddler Mary do? She pouted, glaring at it, bared her baby fangs, picked up a boulder and slammed it down as hard as she could!

Her father rushed outside, scooped her up, checked for injuries, then he handed her off to his guards in training Shota Aizawa and Hizashi Yamada as her father picked up the giant rock. The snake was definitely dead, there was a crater in the ground littered with blood and snake guts.

Toddler Mary still growled and glared at the dead snake, snorting and puffing her chest with pride.

Needless to say, she nearly gave her poor father a heart attack and received a scolding. That was the first day Aizawa and Yamada become her personal bodyguards. The overly tired and grumpy teenager followed by his childhood friend, who was overly boisterous and chatty joined her little family.

Aizawa had a soft cats and loved coffee while Yamada had a fear of insects, saying that he was more of a city kid and hated going into the woodlands.

Nemuri Kayama, a beautiful woman, who was openingly flirty. A expert in matters of the heart, bedroom and body positive, on top of being Mary's personal seamstress. She's close with both Aizawa and Yamada, apparently, their third friend Oboro Shirakumo, who was Nemuri's fiancee, sadly died in battle before they could get married. She still wears her engagement ring on a silver chain underneath her clothes to this day.

It would have been Nemuri's influence on her, looking up to the older woman as a mother and older sister figure.

Mary loved her differences. Her heterochromia: one violet eye and one gold. Her wolf ears and tail. Her curves and figure. She was comfortable in her body. Her waist length silver-white hair that shone like starlight against the full moon.

If their was one thing, she could change about herself?

It was probably to lower her expectations on men and suitors, who called and asked for her hand.

She wanted love, the same her parents had. Someone to talk to about anything and everything, her love of books, someone tall, handsome with eyes that could draw her in. Helped her grow as a person, valued her opinions, instead of thinking of her more like a mini piggy bank or brood mare.

Mary was sick and tried of being looked at like an object, a prize to be won. Being told to her face what she can or can't do. To hell with them!

Mary sighed, walking her early morning stroll towards the bakery every morning for freshly baked pastries and coffee to share with her father and their servants and hired help. It was the lease she could do to brighten their day, rain or shine, she smiles brighter watching her found families face brighten after drinking fresh coffee, donuts, muffins and other confections.

As she neared the shop, a familiar scent of burnt flesh, smoke, burnt caramel hit her nose. Mary's smile on her lips tightened, of course, he's waiting.

Inwardly sighing, she opened the door and walked inside. The freshly baked smell of baked goods and coffee helped ease her nerves a bit.

There he was, the towns number one stray burnt alleycat and casanova, a real ladies man and womanizer.

Dabi.

She will admit that his turquoise eyes were pretty to look at. His hair looked fluffy, despite the lingering scent of hair dye. His piercings and staples made him easy to spot in a crowd, and wonder about his story.

She wasn't bothered by his burn scars, having seen worse from retired and battle survivors. Scares to her were a badge of honor and attractive, but... with Dabi?

His voice was pleasant and raspy.

It was what came out of his mouth that made her bristle and pissed off.

He's been persistent and a royal pain in the ass since day one.

She noticed he had been waiting around the bakery for the last week, as if, he had been waiting for her, or someone else. Was this place a new dating spot? Or was it a coincidence?

"Good morning, Mrs Harris." Mary greeted, the baker and owner. Her husband and boys sold fresh baked goods outside and coffee during first light and came back before brunch or lunch rush. "Is my usual order ready?"

Mrs Harris smiled, "Morning, dear. Yes, I have it ready for you." She already had everything bagged and ready on the counter.

"Is Thomas, James and Oliver with their father this morning?" Mary asked, keeping the conversation doing and pretending that Dabi wasn't there.

She could still feel his lazy and heated gaze on her.

"Yes, they are." She nodded and winked, "can't wait to see you for lunch. It's your favorite."

Mary's smile widened, eyes sparkling. "Pot roast with carrots, potatoes, onions with cheesecake for dessert?" Her tail wagging back and forth in excitement.

Dabi noticed, raising an eyebrow and inwardly chuckled in amusement.

Mrs Harris laughed, "Of course, dear. You are my number one customer after all. Plus, the recipes you share are good."

Mary blushed, a pinkish hue adoring her pale cheeks. "Oh no, it was only a few trial and errors on my part. Oh! don't forget to use the left over broth in the pot to make a homemade gravy for mashed potatoes." She reminded, gushing. "Gives them more flavor while adding the flour."

"Yes, I wrote it down somewhere, but thank you for the reminder."

"Good morning, princess." He leans against the wall, arms and legs crossed and looks at her with a smirk. "Maybe later I'll buy you a drink?"

"Thank you for the offer, but no thank you." Mary grabbed her fresh cup of coffee, a huge 2 gallon container of coffee, disposable cups and large bag full of pasties, paying Mrs Harris as she smiled brightly at the treats, gave her thanks and walked out the shop.

Mrs Harris waved as she went in the back towards the kitchen, setting more order ready for the next customer.

Of course, the black haired, scarred and burnt man was ever persistent as he chuckled, following her outside. "Ouch." Placing a hand over his chest, "Such a cruel beauty, aren't ya." His glaze burning holes into her curves, specifically her ass and hips without shame, openly leering.

"I've heard about you pyro." She replied without glancing over her shoulder. "Dabi. The infamous pyromaniac, sex addict and womanizer, leaving single and married woman with a trail of broken hearts. I'll pass, thank you." Stopping and half turning, "Don't think I can't feel your burning stares you horn dog."

His smirk widened, raising his hands. "Guilty as charged, princess. Can you blame me?" His eyebrow lifts again as he glance down at her chest, clinging to every curve of her body, complimenting her pale skin and silver-white hair.

Her eyes fall to his full lips as she watches his tongue darting out to moisten them, then blinks, turning and resume walking as her cheeks fully turn rosy now. Don't give him mix signals Mar. She scolds herself. "Why are you following me anyways?"

"Call it curiosity, beauty." He admits, taking advantage of his taller high and long legs to quickly catch up with her, walking at her side. "Is it true that wolf shifter women are feral in bed?" Dabi asks bluntly, linking his hands behind his head, azure iris' glancing at her face.

Mary blinks, tilting her head and surprised. "Wha-" Her cheeks fully heated now as she huffs and furrow her brows. "How much more crass and shamelessness can you be, casanova?" Mary asks, wolf ear twitching in irritation and tail swishing back and forth in anger.

"Why should I hide who I am?" He refined back, smirk widening. There's a certain hint of amusement in his eyes as he speaks.

It must be a joke she's missing, perhaps it's for the best.

It wasn't long before Dabi followed her home.

Aizawa and Yamada greeted them at the gate.

Mary stopped and offered them each a donut and poured them a cup of coffee in their reusable thermals, both thanking her.

"Is he bothering you, Lady Bliche?" Aizawa asked, his gaze on Dabi the whole time, overly cautious.

Dabi stared back, shoving his hands into his pockets.

Mary sighed, "It's fine, Aizawa. He's just walking me home."

Yamada ate his donuts and sipped his coffee, god, the man loved gossip and would no doubt share it with Nemuri later. He'd tease Dadzawa later about being overly protective of Mary.

Aizawa sighed, lower his capture scarf. "As you wish, my lady."

"There will be more coffee and such in the kitchen, help yourself while but not too much." She smiled, "I'll be making breakfast."

"You truly spoil us, my lady!" Yamada gushed after finishing his donut, tears in his eyes.

Mary laughed, passing them and waving. "Don't worry about it. Think about it as a treat for working so hard."

Dabi followed, he heard the pair talking.

"I don't trust him as far as I can throw him." Aizawa huffed, sipping his coffee.

"Give the guy a chance, Shouta." Yamada shrugged, lowering his shades, "besides, trust Mary. She wouldn't let him pass, if she hated him."

"She's just being overly nice again and you know it."

Dabi's lips curled, if only they knew. His gaze returned forwards, taking in the sights of the big house. Nice and cozy.

As she reaches for the door, he stops her and holds it open and offering her a mocking bow and a wink, "Ladies first, princess. See I can be a gentleman when I wanna be."

She walks in and thanks him as he waiting outside.

Watching as he turns to leave, she bits her lip. Closing her eyes and holding the bag closer to her chest, opens her eyes and calls out to him. "Dabi, wait."

The black haired stray stops, his lips twitch as he fought to keep the smirk from widening into a shit eating grin. He half turns, tilting his head. "Need something, princess?"

She opens her mouth, then closes it. Exhales through her nose, offering him the giant bag, a noticeable blush on her cheeks. "Here, take as many as you want... as a thank you gift."

The criminal blinked, taking it and glancing inside. "Thanks," his half lidded gaze widened when he seeing a strawberry glazed donuts, he snatched two as he felt his mouth salivate. "How did-?"

"Mrs Harris told me that strawberry was your favorite." Mary answered not looking, as she poured him a cup of coffee, then offered it to him, waiting patiently. "I hope you don't mind that it's black? Unless you want me to get you some sugar, creamer or milk?"

His smirk softened, not much, but she noticed. "Nah, it's fine. I could use the pick me up anyways, it's been a long night." He gave her the bag back and took the beverage.

"Enemy soldiers giving you the great Dabi a hard time?" She joked, closing, tilting her head.

"Not a chance in hell, princess." He fired back, his lazy and cockiness returning. "Those wannabe's will need a lot more fire power to take me and my team down." He winked, "Don't worry, I'll keep ya safe. Call my name and I'll come, any day or night." He purred the last bit, between them.

"Thank you for the offer," Mary blushed, "and walking me home. You didn't have to do that. I can take care of myself."

"Oh, I'm sure you can." He chuckled, azure eyes lighting in amusement, he knows something. "I've seen you show your claws and fangs, lifting a guy and slammed him into the ground like a doll." He was impressed.

Mary's eyes widened, "Shit." She nearly dropped the bag, growing more flustered. "Sorry that you had to see that. Most guys would be scared off."

"Why?" He asked, biting into his donut. "Doesn't bother me."

Her shoulders sagged, "I'm sure."

He hummed, turning again and gently raised his cup to his lips. "Thanks for breakfast. Maybe you'll let me inside next time, princess." He walked with laziness and confidence, past the guards, around the corner and was gone.

Mary groaned, "So much for not giving him mixed signal, Mar." She walked fully inside the house and closed the door, towards the dining room where her father, waited as he read his morning paper. "Morning, dad." She greeted, moving towards him.

He glanced up, moving his long blonde mane out of his eyes. He had a lettering laying on top of the newspaper, he closed it.

She placed the items onto the table.

"Mar." Her father takes her hand, squeezing lightly. A deep crease forms between his eyebrows, and his mouth is pulled down into a frown.

Mary scans his face for any indication of what's wrong. Worry and nervousness clinging onto her fathers scent. "Dad what's wrong? Something's troubling you."

Her father's blue eyes are filled with nothing but sadness as he looks around the room, it's quiet. He was usually a man who's always seen smiling, these last three years had been rough on him; he retired as a retired hero after he suffered from a near fatal injury. This once strong man was reduced to the appearance of frail looking, broken man. Blackness surround the whites of his eyes, sunken and every once in a while he still coughs up blood.

The strong arms that would lift her high into the sky, appear as if she was flying. So much had changed, but she supposed moving into this new town was for the best. No matter how much everyone gossiped about her or how Dabi wouldn't take no for an answer.

It was still their new home.

He remained quiet and avoids her eyes. "Yes."

Mary glances around, her heart sinking in her chest. "Was it what the doctor said?"

"No, it's nothing like that sweetheart." He waves her off with a sheepish smile, slowing standing to his feet.

Mary lets out a breath, relaxing a little. "Then what is it?"

"Come sit, please," Taking her by the arm, leading her into the chair closest to him, pulled it out for her and in as she sat down. He walked back to his own seat. "I'm worried about you, Mar." He swallows nervously as he sits down, leans his elbows on the table, interlocking his hands. "You work so hard and try to make everyone happy, but who's making you happy?"

Mary blinks. "Dad where is this going?" Please don't let it be where she thinks it's going?

"You've turned away every suitor who's asked for your hand." He sighed, leaned over and placed his hand over hers.

"Dad," She shook her head. "When I marry I want it to be for love." She admitted, "most of these men want your money and connections." She frowned, "They don't want me for me."

He lightly squeezed her hand, "Don't give up, sweetheart." Offering a small smile, reaching out and patting the top of her head, between her ears. "Now, let's eat. These smell amazing." Smile brightening into the big, heroic and cheesy smile her father was known for; soothing her worries as she returned it.

"Mrs Harris is making my favorite for lunch and using the recipe I shared." Mary answered, nearly bouncing out of her seat. Opening the bag, pulling out a blueberry muffin for herself and a plan donut for him. He loved the classic and dunked it in his coffee.

"That's wonderful," pouring them each a cup, adding two spoonfuls of sugar and creamer for her and black with light creamer for himself. "See? Moving here wasn't' all so bad was it?"

"Dad," she groaned lightly, laughing and shaking her head.

He tilted his head, "What? Give this old man some credit for finding this place despite it not showing up on the map. Peace and quiet, it's what we need." His lips quirked up, teasing lit in his blue eyes. "What's this I hear about the Dabi showing interest in you?" He slipped on his beverage. "He's certainly an interesting and handsome character." He shrugged, "No judgement here, as long as he takes care of you, it's all I ask. I'll give him the benefit of the doubt."

"Dabi?!" Mary's face grew heated and her tail fluffed up behind her before she used it to cover her face. "What makes you think he's even interested?" She asks, growing more embarrassed hearing him chuckle wholeheartedly. It made her own grin widen.

"I've seen him follow you around like a puppy, it's cute. Men like him usually fall for a sweet young lady eventually." Lowering his cup, arching an eyebrow. "Do you not find him handsome?"

Lowering her tail into her lap, she sighs. "It's not that. He's handsome despite his flaws, he's powerful, crass, but rude and concede..." She sipped her coffee. "I don't think he's the one for me."

"It's your life, Mar. Don't let me stop you from fulfilling your dreams." He reached over and patting her hand, smiling softly.

Mary nodded, grinning and sipping her coffee before eating her muffin.

His interest turn to his breakfast, breaks his donut in half and dunking it into his coffee, setting it soak, then ate it. He swallows his mouthful and raised an eyebrow, teasing. "What about Young Midoriya or Shinso?"

Mary nearly choked on her coffee as she sputtered, "Daddy! They are way too young for me." A five year difference might not seen like much, but she would must rather date and marry someone closer to her age. "Besides they can't legally drink yet."

"Alright, alright," he raises his hands in surrender. "I'll stop. Just promise that whoever you decide to marry, I get to meet him first. Can't give my daughter away to a stranger."

Izuku Midoriya was a young newly rookie adventurer who trained under her father for the past year and a half. A mini famous of the famous All Might, it was adorable when she heard him nerding out, overthinking and muttering to himself out loud. His green eyes and black and green curls, freckled cheeks were adorable, but Mary looked at him as a younger brother. He's such a kind soul, genuinely earnest and honest.

Hitoshi Shinso another young man who's been training with Aizawa since they moved here. His gravity defying indigo locks, matching eyes and eyes bags made him look similar to his feather when Aizawa's quirk activated. Shinso had gotten Midoriya with his quirk a few times during their sparing matches, one of the biggest and most hilarious moments was when Shinso made Midoriya's childhood friend Bakugo strip down naked and ran through the street yelling, "fight the fairies!" during last summer fest.

"I'll put these away, then head to the library," Mary downed her coffee, picked two donuts from the bag and put away the left overs in the kitchen.

Her father stood, taking his dishes into the kitchen, washing them, dried them and hung them on the drying rack hanging over the sink. "The next Hero meet and greet is this weekend. Want to come?" He asked, drying his hands.

"I'll home down the fort." Mary nodded her head, covering her mouth with her hand in-between bites of her chocolate glazed goodness. "Besides, you could use the piece and quiet without Aizawa breathing down your neck. I know you might want a breather."

"Do you want me to bring you anything back?" He offered. He always felt bad not bringing her back any kind of souvenirs from his travels.

Food wouldn't travel well. She didn't need anymore books right now or clothes. Mary thought of her favorite flower, something simple and always brought a smile to her face. "A rose," she hummed. "A single rose, please. You can wait and get it on the last day."

"It that all?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. "You don't have to hold back any request you know? Your the daughter of the former number one hero, you can ask for anything. Name it, sweetheart." He pressed lightly, returning the hand towel in it's place. "Don't hold back on my account."

"Dad," Mary snickered, "just a rose," she leaned against the kitchen island, ears flattening against her head and frowning. "I already have everything, I could ask for. Just please, be safe and take Philippe with you." She encouraged, "he needs the exorcise and I'm sure he'd love all the fresh apples."

"Alright," He sighed, rubbing the back of his neck and smiling sheepishly. "If a rose is what you want, I will bring it back."

Mary hugged him as he rests his chin on the top of her head, returning the hug. "I love you, dad."

"I love you too, sweetheart." Giving her a gentle squeeze and lets go, glancing down. He's reminded everyday that his little girl isn't so little anymore. Twenty-one years has gone by in a flash, he just wishes his wife could have been apart of it. "I'll go pack. Don't get into too much trouble while I'm away." The retired hero chuckled and ruffling her hair as he lets go.

"It's not me you have to worry about," She defends herself, crossing her arms and gathering ingredients for lunch, waving a hand behind her without looking. "Tell that to all the weirdo's out there."

"You are just as bad at attracting trouble as someone else I knew." Toshinori shook his head and heading towards the exit.

Mary raised her voice, laughing. "It's you dad, don't deny it! I've heard stories from Grand Torino and you know it!"

"Am not!" He denied it, hard. He knew it was true.

"Keep telling yourself that!" Mary glanced at her recipe books, smiling brightly.

Outside the kitchen window, Himiko Toga crouched, hiding in the flowerbed, waiting silently, listening and smiled. Dabi is going to be able when he finds out that his princess will be home alone. Giggling to herself, covering her mouth with the long sleeves of Mary's sweater. Such a pretty wolfy for our future queen. She wore it to mask her scent and was tasked to bring back a few of their queen's belonging to Dabi.

Simple things that wouldn't easily being noticed as missing.

Himiko couldn't help noticing Mary's and Dabi's cute encounter and obvious flirting. Mary was so cute, beautiful and strong! The younger teen blushing as she remembers seeing Mary walking out of the woodlands one morning, completely naked and covered in blood.

Closing her eyes, she could still picture it. The most magical and beautiful sight.

In the early mornings, the mixture of oranges and purples as the sun slowly rising - when she saw her.

Mary panting and stumbling, Himiko's breath hitched and the scent of cooper and iron coming off the wolf woman in waves. Blood splatter in her silver-white hair as her sharp cainines glittened, a trail of the crimson liquid running down her mouth as she wiped it away.

Then patches of fur growing and spreading, covering the woman as her body shifted from woman into wolf. Her coat the color of freshley fallen snow and her eyes were glowing, a shade of icy blue.

The she-wolf trotted towards a pile of discarded clothes laying on the ground, picking them up with her teeth and ran off, fast as lightening, she quickly became a blur in the distance.

Himiko was still enthralled, she had never met another person who craved blood or had a blood related quirk apart from Mister Stainy, or the Adventurer knows as Blood King.

Himiko opened her bright, honeyed cat-like eyes and blinked the memory away, cupping her heated cheeks, completely flushed as she cooed inwardly to herself and bit her lip. Mary, my dearest blood sister. You will apart of our family soon~

Kurogiri's warp gate opened beside her, The League was waiting.

Himiko frowned, quickly turning and peaking into the window watching as Mary hummed to herself and cooked what looked to be loaded potato soup. Her frown deepened, she wanted to gossip about girl talk and romance while cooking, or shopping trips with Mary.

Inwardly sighing, Himiko backed away, crawling towards the warp gate and clutching her haul tightly against her chest, peaking over her shoulder one more time, then disappeared while thinking. Until next time, bye bye, sister.

Mary blinked and glanced out the window, she had the strange feeling that someone was watching. The strong scent of affection hit her nose? Did she have an admirer? Did someone want to talk with her? Placing the lid on the pot as she stepped towards the window and opening it, closing her eyes, tilting her head back and scenting the air.

This scent was unfamiliar.

Opening her eyes, it was best to keep it in her memory banks for later. Perhaps, she could make a friend? Smiling lightly as she closed the window, returning towards the stove, lowering the heat to a simmer and setting the timer, carrying it with her as she excited the kitchen and headed towards the library.

Unaware that this weekend would change everything she's ever known.

-------- Ending of Chapter 1 -------

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Did ya'll except Dabi to become Gaston? Yes? No? I can't help it! Zombie man wouldn't leave! If ya'll thought Dabi was overly horny and feral for Mary in my other fanfics, you ain't seen nothing yet!

Get ready for Yandere Dabi as he fights for Mary's affection against Monsterhaul! (Yeah, I switched Dabi and Shiggy's roles with Dabi as the Leader and Shiggy as his cousin and right hand man; it fits!)

On another note, I decided to make All Might into Mary's dad to change things up. Plus having Aizawa and Present Mic as her personal guards :)

Do ya'll get the reference I made Bakugo say? XD

Gimme your thoughts!

[fuck-yeah-romantica]

The original "I'm not gay mum I'm glam rock", Karen Fox.

First romantica photoshoot, 2004

- Position: Voice, Lyrics.

- Birthday: 1977/march/5 (our man is fucking old)

- Zodiac: piscis

- Height: 190 cm

- Previous musical projects: Afrodita, Bestias negras, Karen fox.

First look, 1996

- Favourite bands: X-japan, Lareine, Malice mizer, Me/dousa, Hizaki grace project, Celestia le ciel, Moi dix mois [Juka era], Luna sea, Kuroyume, Je*reviens, D, Schwarz stein, Velvet eden, Pride of mind, Syndrome, Phantasmagoria, Kisaki Project, Vidoll, Dir en grey [Visual kei era], Psycho le cemu, Shazna, Parasite, Sadist, Neil, Hide, Seikima ll, Dead end, Angel heart, Due le quartz, Madeth gray'll, Eliphas levi, Missalina rei, L'arc en ciel, Baiser, Noir fleurir, Shiver, Silver ash, Loudness, Ziggy, Kamaitachi, Klaha, Izam, Jun, Guitar Wolf, Sex pistols, The damned, Judas priest, Ingwie j. malmsteen, Pretty boy floyd, Tigertailz, Whrathchild u.k., Helter skelter, Foxy roxx, Crashdiet, Heart throb mob, Queeny blast pop, Peppermint creeps, prom queen star, The guttersluts, Alleycat skracht, blitz lipstick, Murderdolls, Spiral fetish, Motley crue,Vixen, Ratt,W.a.s.p., Twisted sister, Whitesnake, Bon jovi, Europe, Stryper, david bowie/ziggy stardust, King cobra, Mark free, Signal, Him, The rasmus, The 69 eyes, The horror pops, Tiger army, Boy george, Dead or alive, Visage, Sigue sigue sputnick , Adam ant ,Talk talk, berlin, Billy idol, Duran duran, Depeche mode, Pat benatar, Cetu javu, The human league, New order, The cure, Lords of the new church, Soft cell, The ramones, Baltimora, Pulp, The beatles/Jhon lennon, Enuf z'nuff , Lacrimosa, Velvet Revolver, Dana international, Alaska, y dinarama, Fangoria, Alta tencion, Gothic sex, V8, Hermetica, Logos, Friccion, Virus, Abuelos de la nada, Nervios, Acacia, Americana, Moderatto, Juana la loca, She-ra, Venus desnuda, Nino bravo, Raphael, Camilo sesto. (Our man really couldn't choose)

- Favourite disc: Blue blood (X), The last of romance (Lareine), Merveilles (Malice mizer), Requiem [Phantasmagoria], Dignity of crest [Hizaki grace project], Systems of romance [Pride of mind], Nevermind the bollocks (sex pistols), Hit list (Hearth throb mob), Leather boys (Pretty boy floyd), Young and crazy (tigertails), Stack atack (wratchlid u.k.), Whatever happened to fun? (Spiral fetish), Shake the fundation (Foxy roxx), Creep show (Peppermint creeps), Vixen (Vixen).

- Favourite videoclips: Weekend (X japan) - Beast of Blood (Malice mizer) - Fuyu Tokyo (Lareine) - Sakura Hanazaki Somenikeri [D], Guardian angel [Celestia le ciel], Philosopher [Hizaki grace project], Zuihyoku ~Emerald~ (Je reviens) - Sad Mask (Velvet Eden) - Cage (Dir en Grey) - For dear (Kuroyume) - Iris (Izam) - Melty Love (Shazna) - Michi no sora (Psycho le Cemu) - Nostalgia (Syndrome) - Fairy times memory (Phantasmagoria) - Occult Proposal (Vidooru) - Blurry Eyes (L'arc en ciel) - With Transparent wings (Klaha) - Jisatsu Ganbou (Due le Quartz) - Eyes love you (hide) - Shadow of love (The Damned) - Breaking the Law (Judas Priest) - On and on (Raven) - Rock n roll (Pretty boy floyd) - Lesvian (Peppermint Creeps) - White Weding (Murderdolls) - Live wire (Motley crue) - Blin in texas (W.a.s.p.) - We are not gonna take it (Twister sister) - She don't know me (Bon jovi) - Life on mars? (Ziggy stardust) - Iron Eegle (King cobra) - Join me (him) - In the shadow (The rasmus) - Lost boys (the 69 eyes) - Incorporeal (Tiger army) - Karma chamaleon (Culture club) - Out of fashion (boy george) - Spin me round 80's (Dead or alive) - Fade to Grey (Visage) - Prince charmin (Adam ant) - Rebel yell (Billy idol) - Don't you want me (The human league) - The metro (Berlin) - Boys don't cry (The cure) - Rock n roll highschool (The Ramones) - Take on me (a-ha) - Like a prayer (Madonna) - Tarzan boy (Baltimora) - Disco 2000 (Pulp) - Imagine (Jhon lennon) - Fly high michelle (Enuff z'nuff) - Fall to pieces (Velvet revolver) - Diva (Dana international) - Hoy no (Entre rios) - Sueño sensual 2 (Karen fox) - Lady Oscar (Romantica).

- Hobby: watching rock videos

- Interest: Hollow earth, Reptile connexion, Flat earth, Necronomicon (Lovecraft), Nazi esoterism, Comics ,Horror movies, Romantic movies, Sci fi movies, mangas.

- Personality: strong

- Favourite Colour: violet

- Ambition: nothing

- First love: at 19 years old

- would you like to be in love again?: I don't have time!!!!

- Romantica in one word: putos (faggots)

- Favourite phrase: "You are a horrible public and i hate all of you" by: Zorak (Space Ghost)

- Favourite book: The Picture of Dorian Gray

-Favourite writers: H.P. lovecraft, Oscar Wilde, Julio Verne, H.G. Wells, David Icke, Lord Byron.

- Favourite movie: Hedwing and the angry inch

- Favourite t.v. serie: Lost.

- Favourite politician: Gral. Juan D. Peron.

- Favourite word: Rock

- Type of woman liked: like Arcueid (Lunar legend tsukihime), Lady oscar (Lady oscar), Aya toujo (ichigo 100%), Satsuki (ichigo 100%). Sakurouka sei (Gantz), Kotomi (DNA2) (our man likes heterosexual lesbians)

- Type of woman disliked: all i met in my life. (Our man is also an incel)

- Treasured thing: cd's, videos and comics.

- Favourite anime: Lady Oscar, Saint seiya, Pet shop of horrors, Gravitation, Robotech, Astroboy, Mazinger Z, Mazingkaiser, Great mazinger, Ufo robo grendizer, Getter robo G, Voltron, Lunar legend tsukihime, Gantz, Dna 2, N.H.K. ni Youkoso?, Neon genesis evangelion, Get backers, Full metal alchemist, Oh!my goddes!!, Mikami, Ranma 1/2, Yamazaki, Captain harlock,Cosmo warrior zero,Gun frontier, Sailor moon, Galaxy express 999, Crayon shin shan, Elf, New angel, Ikitousen, ichigo 100%, Cyborg 009, Speed racer (2000).

- Animated series: South park, Dr. katz, The simpsons, Futurama, G.I.joe, Transformers, Thundercats, Spiderman and his amazing friends, Mask, Jem and the holograms, Batman the animated series, Batman of the future, Justice league unlimited, X men, Fantastic four, Hulk.

- What did you wanted to be as a child: super hero

- What was your favourite subject at school: none, I hate school.

- Something you always carry with you: my photo book

- Time of the year: winter

- How do you recover from depression: I don't recover, i live depressed.

- What places would you like to go: Tokyo, London

- Who you would like to meet: Yoshiki hayashi

- A song that defines yourself: Weekend - X japan.

- Message to fans: I don't have fans, I don't want to have them, I hate 99% of human race. Die!!! FUCK OFF!!!!!! (Our man was almost 30 when he wrote this)

[satellite-of-self-love]

Love What You Love, Including Yourself.

Under the Break:

My Sorting Tags

My Selfship Reblog Games

My F/Os

Misc

•Blog Sorting Tags•

#Mental Health = Posts for keeping mental health.

#Self Love = Posts about loving yourself and allowing yourself to be loved.

#past reblog games = F/O reblog games made by others that I've played.

#my reblog games = F/O reblog games of my own.

#FO Positive = Selfshipping Positivity Posts.

#F/O Imagines = F/O Imagines.

#F/O AU = relating to one of my alternate universes where a selfship lives.

#F/O Convos = Goofing around with the Tupperbox bot in Discord

•My Reblog Games•

The Wedding Cake Bakery

Reblog with up to 2 F/Os and I'll find wedding cakes based on their visual vibe!

Status: OPEN!

•My Various F/Os•

Most of these blogs are Misc/RP/Aesthetic/Fandom blogs.

You can send asks to any of these characters via my Anomalous Polyverse Blog, simply say who you want to talk to before your message!

🔮🌜Anomalous Polyverse🌛🔮

A mega-crossover purely-for-fun alternate universe involving my personal character living and interacting with all of my F/Os.

Polyverse Blog: @theanomalouspolyverse

(All tags lack spaces between the name and the emoji. I blame my OCD for that.)

Romantic F/Os

Audrey Two (Little Shop of Horrors 1986)

-> Tag: Audrey🌱 Blog: @mean-n-green

The Warden (Superjail!)

-> Tag: Warden🌈 Blog: @splenderific-skittles

The Spine (Steam Powered Giraffe)

-> Tag: Spine⚙ Blog: @starlightsoliton

Angeldust (Hazbin Hotel)

-> Tag: Angel🕸 Blog: @glamspiderfluff

Jack O'Lantern (Billy and Mandy)

-> Tag: Jack🎃 Blog: @its-the-great-pun-kin

Beetlejuice (a composite version)

-> Tag: BJ🪳 Blog: @trashygeistinlove

Joker (The Batman series, The Dark Knight, and Tim Burton's Batman)

-> Tag: Joker🃏 Blog: @the-jokester

Patches the Clown (An OC)

-> Tag: Patches🤡 Blog: @patches-the-clown

Enoch (Over The Garden Wall)

-> Tag: Enoch🎃 Blog: @autumn-belle

Captain Michael Quinn (Project Blue Book)

-> Tag: Quinn✈ Blog: @lets-touch-the-stars

Hexxus (Ferngully: The Last Rainforest)

-> Tag: Hexxus☣ Blog: @toxic-mud

Invader Zim (Invader Zim)

-> Tag: Zim👽 Blog: @i-am-zim-2001

Mr. TopHat/Marcus Cochran (Are You Afraid of The Dark: Carnival of Doom)

-> Tag: TopHat🦂 Blog: @circus-scorpion

Yeshua (Fennah/Satellite City)

-> Tag: AlleyCat🎰 Blog: @eldritch-casino-cat

Lord Black Hat (Villainous)

-> Tag: Lord&Master🎩 Blog: @oh-dark-lord

Oogie Boogie (The Nightmare Before Christmas)

-> Tag: Boogie🎲 Blog: @nightmaregamblinman

Mammon (Helluva Boss)

-> Tag: Mammon💰 Blog: @greedy-evergreen

Platonic F/Os

Vince Noir (The Mighty Boosh)

-> Tag: Vince👑 Blog: @sunshinesparkle-child

Hawkeye Pierce (M*A*S*H)

-> Tag: Hawk👁 Blog: @swampyflowers

Harry Vanderspiegle (Resident Alien)

-> Tag: Harry👽 Blog: @h-vanderspiegle

-- My Pet Regression Blog with Harry as my caretaker F/O: @an-aliens-pet

Rick Sanchez (Rick and Morty)

-> Tag: Rick🧪 Blog: @rickin-and-a-rollin

Bill Cipher (Gravity Falls)

-> Tag: IsocelesMonster👁 Blog: Coming Soon!

Bezel (Chikn Nuggit)

-> Tag: BezelTime🕰 Blog: Coming Soon!

Nandor The Relentless (What We Do In The Shadows)

-> Tag: Relentless🦇 Blog: @thevampirefam

Collin Robinson (What We Do In The Shadows)

-> Tag: Collin🦇 Blog: @thevampirefam

Guillermo De La Cruz (What We Do In The Shadows)

-> Tag: Not Guillermo🦇 Blog: @thevampirefam

Baron Alfanas (What We Do In The Shadows)

-> Tag: Baron Alfanas🦇 Blog: @thevampirefam

Barnaby (Billie Bust-Up)

-> Tag: Owly🦉 Blog: @spooky-noodle-bird

Familial F/Os

Loki (Son of the Mask) (Father)

-> Tag: Loki🎭 Blog: @candy-coated-chaos

Fenrir (OC Version) (Brother)

-> Tag: Fenrir🐺 Blog: @fluffy-fenrir

Skoll and Hati (OC version) (Nephews)

-> Tags: Skoll☀️, Hati🌒 Blog: @puppypicnicofplanets

Hades (Hercules 1997) (Uncle)

-> Tag: Hades🏛 Blog: @plutos-blue-flames

Nadja (What We Do In The Shadows) (Big Sister)

-> Tag: Nadja🦇 Blog: @thevampirefam

Laszlo Cravensworth (What We Do In The Shadows) (Brother-In-Law)

-> Tag: Laszlo🦇 Blog: @thevampirefam

Crow T. Robot and Tom Servo (MST3K circa 1990s) (Adopted Sons)

-> Tags: Servo🎞 , Crow🎞 Blog: @robo-bros

Misc F/Os

The Hitcher (The Mighty Boosh) (Antagonist)

-> Tag: Hitcher🪱 Blog: Coming Soon!

Early Cuyler (Squidbillies) (On and Off Antagonist/Frenemy)

-> Tag: Early🐙 Blog: Coming Soon!

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•●• Blog Owner Main Hub: @very-anomalous

Dividers by @firefly-graphics

[sohannabarberaesque]

Talk about this for a headcannon:

Top Cat and Huckleberry Hound having chili cheese dogs late night at some stand in Venice off Pacific Coast Highway ... and just as the marine layer settles in, besides. And imagine the conversation between a sweet ol' Southern blue hound and a glib-talking, Sgt. Bilko-style alleycat originally of Brooklyn but since relocated to the coast thus.

[cubikzoa]

Cat Breaking Bad would be like

“you can’t tell me this isn’t the purest catnip you’ve ever seen!”

Walpurr White is reluctant to kill the stuffed toy mouse he caught and Jesse calls him a whimp

The cops, of course, would be dumbass little dogs like chihuahuas or mini poodles or smth

Sadly Walpurr’s owner got a new kitten who they called Walpurr junior for some reason (humans are not very creative) who is a tripod cat and is missing a leg, but he’s still a total badass

Also sadly, Walpurr is having his next vet appointment soon and is convinced it will be the death of him, as All Vets Are Evil, and needs to make as much money as possible before then by operating an illegal catnip business in the neighborhood

He recruits the local alleycat Jesse to help him with this because he knows who’s who in the cat crime community.

Jesse’s shelter name was Jester Wester Waterbottle Watermelon The Third

(But we don’t talk about that. The shelter had a fundraiser that let local kindergarteners name new cats. Please don’t mention it or He Will Cry)

Pets on the street say that he’s “friends” with two stray pit bulls from Tijuana that got their start in a dog fighting ring and eat German Shepards for breakfast

Sadly Walter must share his owner’s house with a very bossy and dumb Persian cat named Skyler Snow White (“It’s because I have blue eyes like the sky!” duh. Everyone can see that)

She thinks she runs the place and is very snippy and rude. In the wise words of Walter Junior, “She’s a bitch”.

Walter must figure out how to make big bank and become a catnip kingpin before his vet appointment, which is fast approaching. But first he must find a way to outsmart the cat door when his owner is not around….. maybe Jesse can help with that too.

cat breaking bad be like lets see paw allens card

[lonelyplanetfag]

"♪"

chewin' glass and spittin' nails, these poor boy blues will send ya straight to hell (trash city by alleycat scratch)

[oakdll]

songs of the week (for the last week too) [10/28/23 - 11/04/23]

01 under my skin - quadeca

02 dustcutter - quadeca

03 perfect disincarnate - dreamglow

04 hangthemall - dreamglow

05 ego death - foxtails

06 52 blue mondays - jane remover

07 fling - jane remover

08 cops and robbers - underscores

09 i make it look effortless - quadeca

10 worthless - vs self

11 alleycat - persona 5

12 dikembe - jpegmafia

13 mutations - pudding club

14 the fossilized nonsense clot rot - zachary talis

15 amber mural - dreamglow

[contaiinedarmageddon2]

🍑🍓✋ [boxer briefs, go buck wild!]

🍓 - Boxer Briefs, ✋- Permission to touch

This was an ambush Sollux had not expected. It had been a long while since he'd met up with Nepeta. He was quick to take up the invitation and make his way through the urban labyrinth to where he recalled her hideaway was. There was no way to suspect what she was up to until the alleycat had snuck up on him and promptly whirled around, tail hiked.

Briefs were clearly the operative word, Nepeta's ever-wide hips stretching the blue-lined black underwear tight against her shapely bottom half. Tight as they were they still did a poor job containing her wiggles, between the slow undulation of her fat cheeks and her tail flicking about Sollux was almost getting dizzy. Clearly this was the reason he had to reach his hands out and grab hold of her, fingers sinking into the plush behind and feeling the powerful huntress muscles below. He'd stay absorbed in these ministrations until Nepeta finally flicked him in the face with her tail to get a move on.

"0h, right. uhh. nine out 0f ten?"

[alisha-on-arcane]

Vanco headcanons (NSFW, pre-betrayal, mostly soft but some ominous)

Because I cannot get Vander and Silco out of my tiny mind...

My Vanco explicit-rated fic recommendations are sweet-sad Push and pull by Rimeko, hilarious-with-feelings comic Two DILFs locked in a lab by benni, Zaundads bdsm chemsex Night Business by spicedrobot, and slightly dubcon Work and Play by Miao93.

My headcanons:

- Silco really enjoys surrendering control during sex and is a born bottom. Vander enjoys having control and is a born top. They do sometimes switch it up, but usually this dynamic just works for them.

- Vander is fairly vanilla (mostly rough and enthusiastic for whatever gets him and his partner off), but he does like persuading a reluctant Silco to do something that turns out to leave Silco trembling with pleasure. Silco knows this and sometimes overplays reluctance or tiredness just so Vander can coax him past it and feel smug when he comes apart completely under Vander's attentions.

- Vander also likes messing his (in his opinion) always far-too-smartly-dressed partner up. He's a little turned on whenever Silco tries a disguise that involves dressing down, because he strongly associates dishevelled Silco with sexual satisfaction.

- Silco has far less experience of sex for mutual pleasure than Vander (quite possibly none pre-Vander). He honestly doesn't understand his own feelings at all, but he does know he likes it and therefore keeps turning up at The Last Drop like an alleycat in heat. He doesn't invite Vander into his own life/ crashpads much, mainly because they are deeply depressing. Vander's associates are aware of, and amused by, Vander's little boyfriend's obvious thirst for him whenever he shows up. (Except Benzo, who knows Silco a little better and thinks he should have been drowned at birth, to Vander's dismay).

- Vander sometimes hurts Silco by accident during sex. Silco would not, in a million years, let him know he had. This is partly because Silco has a genuine masochistic streak, but also because Silco doesn't want him to stop or feel he has to hold back even if it's really too much for Silco. Vander knows only that Silco can take it pretty rough (which is true).

- The popular Silco/chemsex fan headcanon is true, and he rather likes at least the buzz of an alcoholic drink for sex (though Vander disapproves and he does not insist). He likes the additional relaxation, the slight blurring of reality and being able to pretend that the world is a less harsh place than it is while he gets fucked. Post-Drowning it's possible Silco does hire someone to fuck him while he's absolutely out of his mind on something, this being the only way he could imagine enjoying sex again. It does not work.

- Silco really likes the warmth of Vander's body on a cold night, and having his neck very gently kissed up and down. Vander knows about the neck thing and deploys it at every opportunity. Silco has a private fantasy of Vander coming into his office unscheduled, at which point he'd send his henchpeople away, and Vander bending him back in the office chair and kissing his neck intensely, before making him completely Vander's. Silco never requests this, because he really does not want Vander to look around his office in detail.

- Most onlookers would say that Vander is very clearly the leader, with Silco always behind him in group situations, saying little. Vander considers himself in charge of the two of them. Silco does not resent this at all, but Vander is a component in his plans far more than vice versa.

- Vander tells Silco everything. Silco tells Vander everything that won't worry him. Vander carefully does not ask too much about what Silco is doing all day off somewhere else in Zaun, because Silco would tell him in all blue-eyed innocence, and it might be horrible.

[snowstark]

also holy shit now you've got me on the sim Tony train and-

what about Peter getting kidnapped (maybe someone he thought was loyal wasn't? maybe Peter tried to run and got far enough to get taken by someone that figured out who he was to Tony?) and just the fury and relief that goes through Tony when he finds him-----

-🍺

god just—

i want bucky to be the one to find peter when he runs away. tony's right hand, skilled alleycat assassin, the winter soldier. he clamps a hand over the back of peter's neck, eliciting a desperate mewl from him, before dragging him back home to where tony waits.

tony's furious. there's not a single emotion that flits across his face when bucky tosses the boy at his feet. he just looks out at peter with sharp blue eyes, and peter sobs into the ground as he prostrates himself, desperately reaching forward to touch the Superior's armoured boots with trembling fingers. he knows there's nothing else to do but beg for forgiveness now, and hope that the Superior gives it to him.

the Superior wordlessly hauls him to the couch and nods at bucky, who silently withdraws his gun from his holder. the click of the weapon rings throughout the room and peter's convinced that he's taking his last breath where he is now, on the floor at the Superior's feet.

if it was anyone else, the Superior wouldn't hesitate to get rid of him — runaways cause nothing but trouble. but the Superior has a soft spot for peter.

peter's given two choices: he can take the easy way out, or he can show just how penitent he is by gagging on the Superior's cock until his throat is painted white from his come.

so, peter reaches to unbuckle tony's pants.

[bbrandy2002]

Fool’s Rush In

Chapter 18

Pairing: Liam x Riley

Book: TRR AU

Warnings: Language, crude talk, and the usual bad writing.

I had planned from the beginning to end this series after the next chapter and an epilogue, but call me crazy, I love it too much. So while this part of the story will end, I still plan to update with one-shots or stories from time to time. If you’re just done with it, let me know.

Also, this chapter felt a little off to me, so I apologize if it's terrible, but I think I ended on a good note.

Thanks @burnsoslow for prereading.and usage of your girl, who finally got to make her debut.

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"Damn it, Riley! Pick up!" Liam grumbled as he lowered the cell phone from his ear and tossed it in the seat beside him. The royal jet had been in the air for a little over four hours already, and he'd grown frustrated at getting her voice mail each time. Surely, she was home by now. 

Even though it was the middle of the night in Las Vegas, it was worth interrupting her. He had tried unsuccessfully to contact Riley since he packed his bags earlier and hastily headed for the airstrip. By this point, there must have been a dozen or so messages left on her phone without so much as a hint she'd gotten them. 

While time wasn't an issue -- he'd get to Las Vegas one way or the other -- it was the desperation to hear from his new wife and tell her he knew precisely why she left. 

And that he loved her.

Tilting his head back against the headrest, he swiveled side-to-side in his luxury chair while tightly clutching his freshly poured scotch. The security footage he watched earlier that morning replayed in his mind again. There were no doubts about what it showed: Madeleine confronted Riley outside their quarters just minutes after leaving the ball. Without sound, however, no one could ascertain specifically what was said among the two women. It was clear though,  Riley was not a willing participant in that conversation. When they saw the disk held up in the Countess' hands, and the look of sheer horror on his pussycat's face, that told Liam all he needed to know. This was a blackmail situation, plain and simple, that included assault; those flowers he found scattered on the ground when he returned to his quarters last night all made sense now. This act was deliberate and treasonous, and Liam would ensure his ex-fiancee paid handsomely for it. 

After they viewed the footage several more times, the Royal Guard was immediately summoned to Krona to find Madeleine and take her into custody. Liam knew it was a long shot whether his guards could pull that sting off, but he was working with what he had at the moment.

Despite whatever happened next, there was one thing the King was confident of: He was prepared to give up his entire Kingdom to get his girl back. Returning to Cordonia without her was not an option.

Shaking his tumbler of partially melted ice cubes, Liam leaned forward and steadily poured another bottle of scotch into his glass. As soon as he sat back and raised the fresh beverage to his lips, he was startled by the ringing of his cell phone. In a rush to answer, he hastily set the drink aside and snatched his phone up from where he tossed it earlier. 

"Hello! Love?" He answered, hopeful it was her.

"Hey, little brother. Love you too ... Say, do you know if the palace has a Spanish tickler or a breast ripper? Asking for a friend."

Liam furrowed his brows in confusion before rising from his seat, plopping a knee down on its cushioned bottom, and glancing to the back of the plane. "Leo? Why are you calling me? We're on the same damn plane. I'm looking right at you."

"Nevermind that. Listen, I figured out a way to take care of Madeleine once and for all. Behold ..." Leo held up a leather-bound book and waved it over his head while Liam squinted from the front of the plane to get a better look. "... The King Constantine Guide To Fucking Torture In The 21st Century; Father gave it to me after my investiture ceremony. The way I see it, there really is no other option here than to tie her to a tree in front of the palace, invite the public to watch for a modest fee, and do some cool shit with iron rods and spikes. I got dibs on the knee-splitter, though."

"Leo ..." Liam began to warn his brother how ridiculous that plan was before stopping himself and staring off into the distance for a moment in thought. "Wait ... is there anything about flaying in that book?"

"Hell yeah there is! And if you're interested in thumbscrews, my buddy, Pete, has a trunk full of them. He uses them for ass play, but I'm sure he wouldn't mind letting us borrow them to split Maddie's thumbs in half." Leo let out a maniacal laugh.

Liam chuckled, despite the peculiarity of the conversation. "I'm not going to lie and tell you I'm not interested -- to the contrary, actually. And while I appreciate your help in seeing that Madeleine is brought to justice, I think we better stick to more lawful means."

"Boo, you whore!" The line went dead with a click. 

Liam held the phone away from his ear, watching Leo sink down into his chair in a huff. "Really?" He called back in agitation. Met with the silent treatment and a middle finger from his disgruntled brother, Liam rolled his eyes, then slumped back down into his seat. Maybe he'd try to call Riley again.

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The phone on Riley's nightstand buzzed again. She knew it was another call from Liam, and while she felt remorseful for ignoring all of his calls and texts, she couldn't bring herself to look at or answer them quite yet. The sooner all ties between them were broken, she believed, the quicker he could forget all about her and the mess she made of everything. 

But even her willpower was slipping. Riley slid her hand out from under the pillow and reached over to pick up her phone. Holding it to her chest, she contemplated for a second just reading his texts and returning his calls, but Madeleine had warned to end all contact with him. Obviously, she was curious about what he had to say, but it was too risky. I'm so sorry, Liam. 

Hitting the power button on her cell, the light on the device faded to black before she tossed it in the nightstand drawer.

Early the next morning, Riley's eyes flickered open to the sound of a banging on her front door, followed by the incessant ringing of her doorbell. Feeling exhausted from a lack of sleep, mainly because of crying and unable to think about anything other than how she hurt Liam, Riley decided to ignore it. She just wanted to be left alone, and eventually, they'd give up and leave, right?

Except they didn't.

Annoyed, she let out a sigh and then eased herself up out of bed; the pain in her back was still a problem. Tossing a robe over her body, she slowly made her way down the stairs of her townhome -- each step excruciating -- until she finally made it to the door.

Twisting the lock, she opened the entry door, before letting out a sudden gasp at the tearful person standing on the other side. 

"Oh my God, Riley! Y-You're alive! You're really alive!"

"Alyssa?" Riley's best friend from New York pulled her into a relieved hug, nearly sobbing at that point. "What're you doing here?"

"I thought something terrible happened to you, but now that I can see you're still among the living ..." she sniffled before pulling back and narrowing her blazing blue eyes at her friend. "Where have you been? I've been trying to get ahold of you ever since you texted me that you were boarding a plane in Cordonia, and that something serious happened involving Tyler. You promised me you'd call as soon as you landed--"

"I know. I'm so sorry. It was late ..."

 " -- and you didn't. Then I worried, even more, when you didn't answer any of my calls back. I had to book the first red-eye flight here to make sure you were all right." Finished with her rant, a huffing Alyssa's jaw immediately clenched. "Now, what did that shithead ex of yours do? I'll kill him if he hurt you, Ri. I might be small, but I'm scrappy like an alleycat. You know I'll claw his eyes out."

Riley let out a light chuckle; Alyssa was always overprotective of her and had a clever way with words, but quickly, that chuckle faded into a teary frown. "Oh, Lyss," she whimpered as her face fell into her hands.

Alyssa quickly wrapped her arms around Riley and pulled her into a warm embrace. "Aww, Riley. Sweetie, it's going to be okay," she soothed. 

Stepping inside, Alyssa kicked the door shut and led them both over to the sofa. Sensing Riley was in pain -- and not just emotional -- she helped lower her troubled best friend onto the couch. "I want you to start from the beginning and tell me everything that happened."

The best friends had remained in contact over the last several weeks. It was Alyssa's frantic morning phone call over a month ago that alerted Riley to the news coverage of her impromptu marriage to Liam, having saw it on the news. 

And while Alyssa was aware of everything about Cordonia and Liam, and how Riley fit into all that from their prior conversations, she listened intently while it was revealed to her the details of the incident with Madeleine and the video her ex-husband gave to the Countess.  

Grabbing a tissue from the end table, Alyssa handed it to Riley. "So this cow confronted you with that disgusting video and basically blackmailed you into leaving, or she would release it to the press?" Riley nodded somberly.."Ugh, I want this treasonous bitch thrown in the dungeon, subjected to live-streamed daily anal fistings with giant Hulk gloves ... And Tyler, I want to break every bone in his rotten body, one at a time. And I want to leave him there afterwards, dripping just enough water on his lips, so he doesn't die of dehydration, screaming in agony for the weeks it will take to die of starvation."

 Riley's face scrunched up. "God, Alyssa."

Alyssa shrugged. "What? I don't care; it's what they deserve for hurting you. Did you at least tell Liam what happened?"

This time, Riley shook her head. "No. Madeleine warned me if I told him, she would release the video, and then the council would likely force him to step down. I won't allow him to lose everything for someone like me." 

Irritated, Alyssa pressed a palm to her forehead. "Why are you like this?"

"Like, what?" Riley asked in exasperation.

"That whole, 'someone like me,' part. He wanted to stay married to you. He made you the queen of his country. You've said he couldn't keep his goddamn hands off you for two seconds. And more importantly, you told me you have never felt more loved in your life, than you do when you're with him. The fact that you still question your worthiness to him blows my mind." 

Alyssa reached for Riley's shaky hand, able to tell by the tears sliding down her cheeks and the soft whimpers that she'd touched on something. "You're his pussycat, Riley. Liam already lost everything when you left him. Tell me you know that."

Riley wiped at her face., her voice stifled, "I just wanted to protect him."

"I know." Alyssa smiled softly. "But you needed to give him the chance to decide what he wanted. You made it for him because you know he'd choose you, regardless if he lost everything else; that's how much he loves you, Ri. You can't protect someone who loves you by hurting them. Besides, he's the King; he can simply execute the council if he wants to -- Liam’s not going anywhere."

"You just HAD to add that last part in, didn't you?" Riley laughed, feeling a sense of ease as her mood lightened. It felt good to talk to someone who could help her make sense of everything and realize she hadn’t exactly made the best call by leaving and not telling Liam what happened. "But what do I do about this video? What if Madeleine releases it to the public?"

"Yeah, a video of a married woman having sex with her husband -- Oh, the shame!" she retorted. "Look, you'll be famous on Pornhub for a few weeks, and it'll fizzle out. I know that doesn't make it all better, but you have a lot of people who love you ... we'll be there for you if that happens. Besides, it's Gonzo Dick; I doubt anyone will wanna watch anyway."

Riley snorted out at the nickname she gave her ex-husband. "Stop making me laugh." 

Alyssa cracked a grin. "Nah. If I can make you laugh at that asshole's expense and his crooked dick, then it's worth it."

"Well,” she breathed, “ I suppose I should get dressed and call Liam. Tell him what happened, and hopefully, he'll … forgive .." her voice trailed off at tasting an increasing collection of bile in her throat and a familiar rumble in her stomach. 

“What’s wrong?”

Riley frowned. "Damn it, why do I keep getting sick?"  

After rushing to the bathroom with Alyssa's help, Riley came out moments later, flushed and perspiring. Alyssa, who waited outside the door to make sure she was all right, eyed her friend with grave concern. "Ri, are you sure you don't have a concussion? You said that Madeleine caused you to fall, and you complained you’ve been getting sick a lot. Is there any chance you hit your head too?"

Riley considered for a moment before shaking her head. "I don't think so. I mean, it all happened so fast I don't really remember, but my head doesn't hurt."

"OH NO! You have memory loss too, on top of the vomiting and a hurt back? Riley, you need to go to the hospital now. This is serious."

"Alyssa, I'm fine. I don't need to go to the hospital," Riley dismissed and hobbled past her friend toward the kitchen. "You always worry too much."

Alyssa followed behind her, brows bumped together in a scowl. "Because you're a stubborn ass who never listens, that's why. You need to get checked out," she insisted. Riley paid no attention as made her way to the fridge; that reaction only served to piss Alyssa off. "You can ignore me all you want, but you know as well as I do, I'll just keep annoying the hell out of you until you do it … I'll sing every Dave Matthews song ever written -- On repeat." 

Riley shut the fridge door and turned at the threat, giving her a dismayed glare. "You wouldn't." 

Alyssa tilted her chin. "You know damn well I would. I have... so much to say, so much to say, so much --"

"Please stop! I'm going."

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At Valley Hospital and Medical Center, Drake sat slumped down in the waiting room of the E.R;  a thawed ice pack covered his crotch. His increasingly irritated self caught sight of a nurse escorting yet another patient back for examination. "You've got to be fucking kidding me."

Tired of waiting, he cast the ice pack aside and marched straddle-legged to the triage desk where a beefy nurse with a scowl sat filing her nails. "How much longer is this gonna take?" He demanded bitterly.

The nurse remained focused on her nails and answered in a careless fashion. "You'll get called back when it's your turn, Mr. Walker."

"My turn? MY TURN? I've been here for 15 fucking hours waiting for my turn. I've watched one person after the next walk right in, get treated, and leave. Whose ass do I actually have to lick to get treatment around here?"

Unimpressed with his theatrics, she folded her arms on the desk and looked up at Drake with a glower. "Look. You got kicked in the wang by a hooker. Shit happens. It's not the end of the world. Go home, have a beer, and a good laugh. You'll live." She resumed her filing.

Drake ran both hands through his rumpled hair, letting out a sardonic laugh. "I cannot fucking believe you just said that to me. I suffer trauma on my transplanted dick, and the greatest healthcare minds in the world tell me to have a beer and laugh about it?" his voice shrieked.

The nurse blew on her nails. "That's what I said."

That snarky remark sent him even further over the edge. A red-faced Drake pounded two white-knuckled fists on the desk and leaned down into her space. "Now you listen here, lady. I demand to be seen right now, or so help me, I'll tear this whole goddamn place apart brick-by-fucking-brick! Do you understand me?"

Having none of that, the nurse, who was several inches taller than a startled Drake expected, sprung for her chair and loomed over him menacingly. Drake flinched when she rammed the nail file at him and threatened, "Now, you listen.You can either sit your ass down, or I will sit you down. Do you understand me?"

He didn't understand. He would never understand.

A security guard who heard the commotion casually approached the agitated pair and placed a firm hold on Drake's elbow. "Do we have a problem here, Betty Lou?"

She shook her head, sizing Drake up. "No, just some whiny-ass Karen griping about his dick."

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Several moments later, Alyssa and Riley exited an Uber and wandered into the waiting area, making their way up to the triage line -- or what they thought was a line. It was actually Drake still standing there, continuing to protest his case to anyone who would listen and demanding to speak to someone in charge.

While Riley dug through her purse to retrieve her health insurance card, Alyssa couldn't help but be taken in by the fiery debacle taking place in front of them. She inched a little closer, unable to help herself; it was good drama and sucked her right in. 

Catching a glimpse of Drake’s sour face, she cocked her head introspectively; there was something oddly familiar about the man in the denim shirt going off. Alyssa tapped her chin. Where have I seen him before?  

Before long, the realization set in, and her eyes snapped wide open. She nudged Riley with an elbow and leaned over, whispering, "Hey, isn't that the guy from the news who had the penis transplant? It looks just like him."

Knowing precisely who that was by the description, Riley popped her head up to look. She hadn't known Drake well, only that he was Liam's best friend, and after having spent time together on the plane ride to Cordonia with him, that her maid-of-honor had given him several venereal diseases. "Drake?" she called out.

While Alyssa zoned in on his groin, curious as to what was in there, Drake broke away from the dispute and turned his focus toward the familiar-sounding voice. She was a connection to home and a long-sought-after friendly face. "Riley? Liam's insta-bride, Riley?" 

She let out a light chuckle and nodded. "Yeah, I suppose that's how you would know me ... What are you doing at the hospital? Is your body rejecting the ..." Her embarrassed gaze dropped lower with a gulp. " ... thing?"

"No!" he barked. "I just got attacked by that ... uh, someone."

"You got attacked?" Shocked, Riley placed a hand over her chest. "Why would someone attack you? Are you okay?"

Feeling incensed by the memory, Drake shook his head and muttered. "It's a long story ... What about you? What are you doing here? Thought you were in Cordonia with Liam?"

She inhaled a deep breath through her nostrils and forced a smile. "It's a long story too."

Drake peeked over his shoulder at Nurse Ratchet, giving him a gimlet-eyed stare from behind her computer screen. He groused and turned to face Riley again. "I've got time."

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Nearly 12 hours after takeoff, the royal jet touched down in sunny Las Vegas, an hour ahead of schedule. Liam and Leo stepped off the plane and strolled across the tarmac to the awaiting vehicle, where a smiling man held the rear passenger door open.

"Bastien," Liam greeted as he approached. "Good to see you again."

"Your Majesty." He bowed. "Likewise ... I have the rental car you requested, and the Queen's address is already programmed into the GPS. Should take no more than 30 minutes to get there."

"Perfect,” he replied, clapping Bastien’s shoulder.“Thanks for having everything ready to go."

Liam had contacted the head guard -- who was still jailed for non-support -- and gained him a day-long pass to provide security detail. Bastien was also to stay in contact with his guards to oversee the capture and detainment of Madeleine.

Bastien took their bags, and the brothers hopped into the back of the Escalade. Once they pulled away from the airport, the directions led the group west. The head guard glanced briefly in the rearview mirror as he drove on. “I want to thank you for giving me a second chance. It’s nice to be out of that place, even if just for the day.”

Liam smiled back. “Not a problem, good man. I can’t think of anyone else I trust more for the job than you … though I’m not sure why. Anyway, do you have any updates on the Madeleine situation?”

“Yes, sir. I contacted my colleagues again just before you arrived. Countess Madeleine was taken by surprise when our guards arrived at her family estate in Krona. Once in custody, she was immediately transported to Valtoria for detention, exactly as you requested.”

"That's terrific news ... Wait ...Did you say, Valtoria?" Liam asked with puzzlement in his tone. 

"Yes, sir. As you requested." 

"Man, please tell me Mads tried to fight them off, and they had to use the taser on her," Leo insisted as he held his crossed fingers in the air. "A billy club ... a rubber hose ... something."

"There may have been a brief verbal exchange and some threats, but the Countess promised if they permitted access to her computer to send a quick email, she would go with them peacefully and without further protest. There didn't seem to be any harm in doing so, and she followed through with her word. Sorry to break it to you, Prince Leo, but no tasers were harmed in her capture."

"Well, fiddle shit." Leo glanced over at his brother --who was still scratching his head -- in disappointment. "If only I'd been able to get that shock collar on her while I was engaged to her, you wouldn't be in this mess right now. She just squirmed too much. I’m sorry I let you down, little brother."

"It's fine, Leo; it's not the first time,”  Liam said dryly before turning his head away from Leo to face the front again. "Can we get back to Madeleine being taken to Valtoria? I never requested that. An accused of the Crown is always placed in the palace dungeon. There aren't even cells in Valtoria to hold her in. What am I missing here?"

Approaching a stoplight, Bastien lightly pressed the brakes, then met Liam’s gaze in the mirror. “The orders I was given to pass along to the guards from you earlier were clear in your text: Once she’s taken into custody, she is to be sent to Valtoria and placed in the cage with the monkey until further notice. That’s what they --”

“Mongo! They put her in the cage with Mongo?” Liam exploded before pinching the bridge of his nose, knowing there was no point in asking how that message got mixed up. “Goddamn it, Leo! Why are you, you, sometimes?” He ran a swift hand down his face and turned to glare at his brother. “Do you realize they consider that cruel and unusual punishment? Did you ever stop to consider how much shit I'm going to hear over this if this gets out?" He let out a sharp breath and threw his hands in the air."How? How did you do it?"

"It's simple pimple, Liam. When you went to the bathroom, I grabbed your phone," he replied bluntly with a shrug. "And according to page 24 of Father's torture book: It's not considered cruel and unusual punishment, as long as she has food, water, and clean shelter -- which she does. Or ... if she's housed with a member of the royal family -- which she is. Mongo is the heir to the throne, so we've got that covered too. So just relax, little bro; Leo’s got it all taken care of for you."

Liam dropped his chin to his chest, then let out a weary breath. “Bastien, call the guards and have them move her to the palace at once.” 

As Bastien placed the call, Liam shifted in his seat so that he was staring out the window. He put a palm over his mouth to conceal the curved lips that formed a devilish grin, trying to contain the unbearable urge to bust out laughing. Oh, Maddie ... I hope you and Mongo had one hell of a time together.

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Back at the hospital, Riley situated herself on the gurney while a nurse prepared to check her vitals and ask general health questions. 

In the next bay over, separated by a thin sliding curtain, Drake was finally attended to after Riley reluctantly, but willfully, played up her celebrity status. Once she threatened to have the hospital shut down -- which she doubted was even possible on her end -- the proverbial red carpet was rolled out for both of them; she was still a queen, afterall. 

Steps were then taken to ensure they both received the royal treatment, so to speak. That wasn’t typically how Riley preferred to handle situations; she hated big fusses over her. But in the end, she did help one of Liam’s oldest friends finally get the medical attention he needed, so it was worth trying. 

The blood pressure cuff on Riley’s arm squeezed tighter just as one of the doctors stepped inside and slid the curtain all the way closed. His cheerful greeting drew Riley's fixed gaze away from the changing numbers on the monitor beside her bed, and she smiled up at him.

The doctor was tall and thin, with thick spectacles perched near the tip of his nose. He gave a brief nod to Alyssa, who was sitting in a chair at Riley’s bedside, rubbing her shoulder. Scanning the patient chart, he spoke without looking up, "Queen Riley, it says here you suffered a fall?"

"I'm just Riley,  please," she requested.

The doctor looked up from the paperwork and nodded with an understanding smile. "Of course." 

After the initial exam concluded, Alyssa remained behind after the doctor ordered x-rays and transport had wheeled Riley down to radiology. 

Bouncing her crossed leg as she scrolled through her phone, Alyssa tried to bide her time until Riley returned. An air conditioning vent overhead that she didn’t realize drowned out so much noise around her, suddenly flipped off. Able to catch the conversation on the other side of the curtain better, she listened with a broken heart as Drake reluctantly described to an attending, the worst days of his life. Alyssa shuddered as he recalled the moment his penis fell off, rolled across the bed, and dropped onto Ethan Ramsey’s leather shoe during an exam. “That poor man. I just want to hug him,” she muttered.

Her little ears perked when the doctor mentioned he was “going to have a look at it.” In her curious mind, there were no doubts that she was too. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to take a peek at the first transplant of its kind; no way was she going to miss out on that. 

Alyssa slid to the edge of her seat and raised her hand to up to the curtain, easing a tiny portion of it aside. Her blue eyes crinkled with frustration at a nurse who was blocking her view. “Move your ass,” she whispered to herself.

Unable to get a good view, she gave up that spot and eyed the other opening in the curtain at the far end of the room. Sliding off her chair to a crouching position on the floor, Alyssa crab-walked as fast as she could without falling off balance until she made it to the other side. Crooking a stealthy finger along the seam of the curtain, she hoped and prayed Drake’s genital exam wasn’t through yet. What her eyes saw on that gurney when she pulled the fabric aside caused her heart to jolt out of her chest. 

Alyssa cupped a hand over her gaping mouth before stepping back and letting the curtain fall loosely shut again.  Dropping her hand limply at her side, staring blankly at nothing, she mouthed, “Oh. My. God.”

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Down in the radiology department, Riley sat patiently in her wheelchair, waiting for the tech to return to take the x-rays. Enjoying the lighter feeling of having an empty bladder again, she let out a contented sigh; she was about to bust earlier. That mandatory urine sample couldn’t have come at a more opportune time. 

Left alone to ruminate in her thoughts, Riley wondered about those phone calls she ignored last night from Liam. The regret she felt over her actions the last 26 hours continued to mount up. And it took a heart-to-heart with her best friend to really put things into perspective. Her decisions weren’t the best course to take, even if they were done with the most loving of intentions. 

There was a lot to make up to Liam, and she only hoped that it wasn’t too late. Could he even forgive her for all of it?

She wished he was there with her right now. If she knew him the way she thought she did, he’d be standing around telling inappropriate jokes to make her laugh or embarrass her with his silly antics. It was like Liam could be two different people sometimes: Kingly and stoic around everyone else, but the second it was just him alone with her, he was such a big kid. Somehow, she could bring out his true self; the one where he felt comfortable enough to be silly and playful. And as much as she tried to play them off, those little pet names he gave her -- she chuckled to herself as they popped into her head -- were funny. What the hell even was a knucklehead mcspazzatron? 

“Miss Brooks” Riley shook herself of her thoughts as the x-ray tech returned and made her way over. “I apologize that took so long.”

Riley smiled up at her. “No need to apologize… Are you ready for me now?”

“Not exactly,” she teased in such a cheery tone, Riley slightly lowered her eyelids, holding her gaze. “You most likely won’t be getting x-rays today, sweetie.” She held a fisted hand out to Riley and opened her palm to reveal the small object inside. “You’re pregnant.”

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