#But I a little bit die inside every time I draw her face

[somerandomdudelmao]

Have you drawn Cassandra Jones yet? It’s okay if you don’t want to

Ah, you see..., Cassandra is a wonderful character. Unfortunately, there's something about her that... scares me away. Well, you know. A little problem. Critical obstacle. My main adversary

She has lips.

I can't draw lips. I hate drawing lips. And I avoid drawing characters with lips as much as I can

[adams-angels]

ÓHi, could you smut Adam x fem Reader he has sex with Lucifer's wife

💖 I can certainly try! I had alot of fun writing this one idk why? I think I went slightly off topic but hopefully it's okay!💖

Revenge 😈

Adam X Lucifers wife!reader

💖 Please send me requests! Send me your own headcanons! I will draw! I'm obsessed rn!💖

Smut below the cut! Minors dni

Extermination day. Every year it's the same. Your husband always disappears a week leading up to the events and then a week after. You're already lonely since he spends most of his time making ducks. It was cute at first and now it's just annoying. You want attention. Any kind will do at this point.

You walk out onto the balcony looking down on the carnage that's destroying hell. You see a sinner nearby. "Oh, hello! Come inside you'll be sa-" a spear pierces through the being. "Shit." You grumble to yourself, leaning on the railing. "Awh, don't look so glum, slut." You didn't know why but he always visited. He'd always tease you about being alone the most dangerous time of year.

You roll your eyes at the voice. "hello, Adam." Groaning as you look up to the giant in mid flight. "What's up, babe? Luci left you alone and helpless another extermination day?" His obnoxious smile covers his face as he hovers above her. You push yourself off from the balcony railing, crossing your arms as your glare at him. "I'm not "helpless" Adam." You declare. It's true, you survived many extermination days before you married Lucifer.

"oh? What's stopping me from killing you right now then?" Adam asked, he thought he was so smart. "I don't know," you shrug. "why don't you tell me? I'm leaving myself wide open here, yet you're just..." You gesture to his body in flight. "There." He blinked. You could tell his little man brain was going into over time trying to find an excuse. "How abou- you just- argh!" He swoops down placing his hands on the railing, facing now inches apart. "Why don't you just fuck off and die!" He yelled. "Why don't you do your job and kill me?" You replied with a smirk.

He growled. "Won't your little friends be like, pissy, that you're sparing me?" You tilt your head with a smirk. "Won't your little husband be like, pissy?" You were confused. What did he mean by that? Before you knew it he closed the gap between you both and kissed you. Nothing fancy, a quick peck. He pushed himself away, both of you stared at each other like a deer in headlights.

You were only brought back to reality when Adam screamed and flapped his wings, blowing wind in your face. "AHH! FUCK YOU! WHORE- DIRTY FUCKIN- DIE, BITCH! I HATE YOU!" He yelled as he flew away, tripping on nothing as he headed back into the blood filled city. You touch your lips. Did that really just happen?

You head back into your marital bedroom. "What the fuck.." you mutter to yourself. You want to feel guilty, you really do. Lucifer is a good husband, but to be touched.. kiss. Fuck. From that moment on Adam consumed your thoughts. You longed for the next extermination day.

The year dragged. You just wanted to see Adam again. You wanted to fluster him. But the day was the day. You dressed up for it. God, it was sick you were excited for this disgusting day but it would be the only time you see him. Putting on your best little black dress you head to the balcony and wait.

The heavens open so it was only a matter of time before he'd come. At least you hoped. The day went on, you heard the screams, the pleading, the cries. All day. You usually last a couple of hours but all day was a bit much. You kicked nothing on the floor, frustrated that you let yourself believing he would return to you. You were a sinner. That's all he ever saw you as, that's all you ever will be to him.

You open the door to return to the bedroom but freeze. "Sup, sugartits." Adam. He wasn't sounding insufferable as usual. "What? Missed me?" Your turn to face him. He was right by the railing. His cocky smile was a cover up, that much you could tell. You step closer and slap him, hard. Good thing you're not a fallen angel other wise his mask would or cracked. "Hey! What the fuck was that for, bitch?!" He yelled in your face. In response you grab his collar kissing him, aggressively.

"I want you." You tell him, asserting your dominance. "O-okay.." his response surprisingly timid. You take his hand and lead him inside to your bed. Turning around a photo of Lucifer. "Yeah, that'll help with the guilt." Adam teased with a smirk, his narcissistic tone returning. "Shut up." You hiss, climbing on top of him, straddling his lap. "Mask off." "How did you kno-" "I'm not dumb, dickweed. Off."

He peels off his mask, he's a lot more handsome than you thought he was, still had that fucking grin. You move into his neck, gently kissing to gauge a reaction. You feel his member hardening underneath you. "You ready to get fucked by the first dick created, babe?"

"you know technically you're not the first dick created. You're the first human dick, sure but not the fi-" you're interrupted by his tongue down your throat. "Maybe shut up, yeah?" He mumbled in the kiss. Your tongues explored each others, as he gripped onto your hips lifting you up slightly to remove your panties to discover you're not wearing any. Pulling away from the kiss "Really? Someone's desperate?" He peppered your neck in kissed. "S-shut it."

He snaked his arms around your waist and flipped you into the bed. He towered over you. Why did God have to make the first man so tall? Hell, who are you to question?! You like it. You help him take off his robe and admire his body. It's pudgier than you were expecting, but you're not complaining. "Like what you see, sweet?"

He returned to your neck, his tongue travels from your ear down your collar bone to your chest then your nipple. Circling his tongue around it as his hardens. Taking it aggressively in his mouth as his hand travels down your body. Two of his fingers separate your folds while his middle finger prods your entrance. You can't help but gasp at his touch. He knows what he's doing.

As he inserts a single digit in your expectant cunt you can't help but reach for his hair, tugging at his locks. A grunt escapes from him. Slowly he fingers you, using his thumb to gently rub your clit. "Ah- Adam~!" You quietly moan. He releases your nipple and looks up at your desperate face. "Oh, fuck yeah, baby. Say my name." He inserts a second finger inside of you. Curling his fingers up, hitting your stop just right.

"m-more!" You demand. "What did I say?" He Purrs. "M-more, please- Adam, fuck me, please?" You beg, desperate for his cock. "Good girl." He removed his hand which causes you to whine. He adjusts himself between your legs with a smug grin. "W-what? Why do you look like that." You ask, you weren't even sure if you wanted the answer.

"just revenge is so fucking sweet, babe." He doesn't waste anymore time and thrusts himself inside of you. One hand on your waist, gripping so tightly it will leave a mark. "Fuckin' hell, ngh- y/n.." he grunts. It didn't take long before you were biting down on your arm trying to keep the noise to a minimum. He grabbed your wrist pulling it away from your mouth. "Scream for me, baby. Let everyone hear how much you love my cock." It didn't take long until you were screaming in pleasure, he threw your legs over his shoulders to get a better angle on your g-spot. He used on of his hand to hold your hip to get as deep inside of you as he could. His other hand was rubbing your clit. "A-adam, I'm close!" You exclaimed. "Then what you w-waiting for? Cum on my cock, babe." He fucked you harder not giving your a chance to lose your incoming climax. You pull yourself up, wrapping your arms around his shoulder as your walls contracted on his member. Bringing him closer to the edge. His arms wrapped around you as he continued to fuck you with mercy. "T-tell me you love me." He said. "What?" You were taken back by his request. "Tell me you love me! TELL ME YOU LOVE ME!" He repeated as his voice became more desperate. His hips bucked and his movements became sloppy as he finished inside of you. Collapsing on top of you on the bed.

His face in the nook of your neck once again. "So.... "Tell me you love me", huh?" His only reply is a groan of embarrassment.

～⁠♡✧⁠｡ I really hope you enjoyed! I'm not a writer by any means but I appreciate any support I receive so thank you for reading! ｡✧⁠♡～⁠

[urlovebot]

₊˚.༄ Water

gf! bada lee

cw: bath time with bada. aftercare but bada is h word on main still. fingering, praise, soft dom!bada.

"-fuck" you try and stretch out your legs but to no avail. you might die in this position.

"cmon baby, get up." bada retorts, snorting at your current predicament.

bada had been... indulging in what she calls her favorite meal. she was holding one leg down and the other up against your chest. in the moment you were thanking god for bada's mouth, ignoring the dull ache in your hips. now you were regretting not paying attention to your body's cry for help.

"You're gonna have to call an ambulance miss. i think i'm gonna die here."

bada looks at you in disbelief. you were so dramatic. she ignores your whining, fully knowing that if you wanted to, youd get up. she walks into the bathroom connected to yours and starts drawing a bath for the both of you. she knows how you require lots of attention after you two make love so she's used to this.

after her bath is to your liking, she enters the room. she finds you sprawled out, perfectly fine, scrolling through your phone. you don't notice her until she puts her arms around you to lift you up bridal style,

"put the phone down or i'm dropping it in the bath along with you."

you're not one to argue (a lie, i must note), so you drop your phone to the bed as you're carried into the bathroom and gently placed in the tub. you sink down so that the water is covering up to your shoulders.

"does that feel better love?" bada grins at you. she just thinks you're so adorable.

you let out a small hum, enjoying the warmth of the water for a bit until bada gets up to shimmy behind you. you lean back against her. her arms wrap around your waist and for a while, you two just enjoy eachothers presence in silence.

that is, until, bada decides she’s not finished with you. one hand slides lower down your stomach and she pushes her face into your neck, kissing along your shoulder.

“you were so good for me today…”

you crane your neck up to give her more access. her lips felt so good against your skin, pressing small kisses along your neck. bada’s hand travels lower, hand ghosting over your (still) aching cunt,

“can i?”

you spread you legs for her, humming and nodding. bada whispers a thank you against the shell of your ear.

“i promise i’ll be gentle this time.”

You snort, “be anything else and i’ll drown you.”

bada wiggles her eyebrows, “kinky.”

your hand guides bada’s between your legs, pressing two of her fingers aginst your clit. she takes the hint and rubs slow circles against it, fingers dipping down to ghost over your hole a coulple times.

finally, she inserts two fingers inside of you, curling them up. immediately, you throw your head back and you can feel bada smiling against your neck,

“feel good baby?”

you sigh out, “fuck yes-” bada angles her thumb so she’s able to apply light pressure to your clit.

you hiss, “thank god for your hands- they feel so fucking good.”

bada giggles, “y’know you can have them whenever you want, hmm? you never let me finger you.”

she speeds up her movements, fingers moving in and out at a quicker pace. Her thumb starts to rub circles on your clit again. the hand on your waist moves up to cup your breast, massaging it.

“i- oh my god- I forgot how good you are with them-” your back arches as she bites the juncture between your neck and shoulder. your legs shut instinctively and bada removes her hand from your pussy to swat at your thigh,

“be good for me angel. let me make you cum.”

you whine and open your legs a little bit. bada tsks,

“more.”

she presses at your thighs until your legs are leaning against her own. She starts fingering you again, making sure to grind against the spongey spot that makes you yelp every time she brushes up on it. Your hand grabs her wrist, urging her to go faster. she shakes her head behind you. you were so greedy. the hand fondling your breast moves up to the base of your neck,

“gonna cum sweetheart?” she kisses your cheek.

You nod, answering her question in a loud moan, squeezing at her wrist again. She knew your body so well. every spot that made you sigh out in content, every spot that made your jaw drop just a little, every spot that made your eyes roll to the back of your head. she knew you top to bottom and manipulated your pleasure in ways you didnt think possible.

your babbling out what bada can only make out as “please” and “feels good.” she smiles. she loved making you feel good. she couldn’t get enough of how your body reacted to her touch. with the hand on your neck travels up to your jaw, pushing it up so that your head is pulled far back enough for her to leave a wet kiss on your forehead.

“cum princess. cum all over my fingers. let me have it baby.”

your body feels as if its on fire as pleasure wracks up your body in waves. your thighs close around bada’s hand, not wanting her to remove it until you were finished. bada lets go of your jaw, your head returning to its place on her shoulder. she presses a kiss just below your ear,

“my good girl. so pretty like this.”

once she feels your body relax, she removes her fingers. without hesitation she brings them to her mouth and swirls her tongue around them.

she grins as she finishes cleaning off her fingers, “my favorite meal.”

[ane-doodles]

Hello! Love your multiple Lambs and your artstyle! You, me, @poppy-purpura, and @agnusloomis are the only ones I know of currently with multiple Lambs. Tell me of your Sorrow and Fondness Lamb, and also the Showman. How did those two come to be? Drink water plenty. May a kind week grace you.

Yayayaya! At first I tried to resist having so many AUs... but in the end it's something that makes me happy, even if I'm not able to write/draw a good story for everyone in the end.

Oh yes rambling time LETS GO!! (notice that a LONG post is coming)

Suemy (Fondness & Sorrows AU) This is born from a kind of "What if" from Chain for a promise, in which instead of Avana being the last lamb, the one who survives is her twin sister Suemy.

If you have had the opportunity to read my little ramblings previously you will have an idea of what this entails, if not I will tell you already: in CFP the tragedy occurs two days before Suemy's wedding, she and her partner being the first to die, followed by the parents of the family and finally Caleb (the older brother) who dies protecting Avana.

However, in F&S the formula changes: Caleb and Suemy's partner are the first to die in order to give the sheeps time to escape, but this does not last more than a couple of days since both are found easily and in an attempt desperate to protect her sister, Avana dies, leaving Suemy alone as the lamb of the prophecy.

Suemy is someone sweet, kind, I originally designed her based on the image of a princess with a heart of gold and a soft and melodious voice. So here she is now, heartbroken, alone, incapable of attachment, completely detached from the cult and fulfilling a mission assigned to her while grief suffocates her. She becomes an untouchable and perfect figure in the eyes of her followers, but inside so small with a wound that she herself refuses to let heal and that bleeds her heart every day.

But, "oh lucky one... A god has set his eyes on her.

In two lives immersed in the sadness of loss and betrayal, both meet to perhaps repair a little of the damage accumulated by the passage of time and repressed feelings.

Narinder was initially hardened by the pain and frustration of his siblings' betrayal, combined with the helplessness of being dependent on someone else to free himself. A whirlwind of strong and changing emotions within him that blind his vision, focusing only on a revenge calculated for more than a thousand years without rest...

But a hardened heart is capable of softening in the face of the purest tears, and with a delicate hand the wounds can be sutured..."

This AU is a kind of Post-Canon bad ending Hurt/Comfort. There is not much plot to tell, it focuses mainly on the thousand and one ways in which Narinder cares for and pampers the lamb in order to make her feel good, while at the same time the desire for revenge (the main reason for being freed) is replaced with the desire to protect such a delicate flower that bleeds in his hands.

.......

Now, about The Showman... Funny story

This lamb was supposed to be my Lambsona, something for personal use to scribble among my class notes... But little by little it evolved.

The Box AU is a sort of "bin of discarded ideas" (it basically has all the ideas, scenes, and dynamics that I decided to leave out or modify from CFP but still enjoy). The Box AU is totally self-indulgent and I'm still amazed today at how far I've come in thinking about this AU (I've even considered twisting it a bit and turning it into an original story).

Anyway, the story in a nutshell: In short the game was broken.

Einar is a black sheep, they was separated from the group due to superstitions, but they never took It the wrong way. They became a kind of traveler/storyteller when they abandoned their flock, thanks to this they was the last lamb to survive.

The lamb is strong... Too strong actually, but they lacks any battle skills which makes them die often (it's based on my save file, because despite playing on easy mode I'm terrible at combat). Frustrated with this, they decides to find another way to complete their mission of freeing The One Who Waits.

By chance, they discovers a book with ancient knowledge of the gods of the ancient faith, where there are multiple rituals forgotten by time. Thanks to this, they learn a way to invoke the god of death and free him from his punishment!! ...But with the price that he is now trapped in a mortal body with his powers reduced and a suppressed rage towards the lamb.

Even so, Einar considers it a victory and offers to help him rebuild, expand and please the cult, so that through devotion his powers return, but of course, the crown is missing.

It turns out that the crown is "stuck" to Einar's head, as they were designated as the perfect vessel, which is why the crown rejects the cat's attempts to retrieve it. On one occasion Narinder reviews the ancient book of the lamb and discovers a possible solution to his problem... A union ritual. Once he and the lamb unite the power of the crown will be divided, then it will be a matter of getting rid of the usurper.

Either way, this won't be so easy. Since in this AU Narinder and the lamb don't really know each other (the ritual happens before confronting Leshy). So there you see Narinder behind the lamb trying to convince him of a marriage while Einar rejects him a thousand and one times without the slightest interest and trying to discover a way to grow the cult.

I love the dynamic between these two in this AU. A combination of comedy, silliness, misunderstandings, adorableness, and a manhwa-style romance (because hey, the marriage of convenience trope has to come from somewhere).

I like to imagine that between Narinder's frustrated attempts to conquer/convince Einar, he gradually develops a special affection for them, while for his part the lamb sees the god as a companion, a friend and someone with whom maybe they wants to identify himself in some way (you know... A black sheep and a black cat)

And well! This is a kind of summary/introduction!!

I'm sorry for making such a LONG text, but I really like thinking about them and the idea of sharing a bit of my brainrot was too tempting to contain...

F&S doesn't have much material currently, but I'm drawing a couple of sketches from time to time (still figuring out how to do Narinder's post-imprisonment design).

On the contrary, Box AU has a considerable amount of material, scenes, ideas, sketches and even its own shitten with a sequel! So if you're interested in that let me know and I'll make a super post dedicated to this AU.

Have a wonderful day!!

[afvall]

whumptober day 2! Trust issues

truthful Timmy the blowjob queen of Saskatoon (Wade) and Nathan have a marital spat. Who knew whumptober could be so Fluffy? Don't worry, it'll get worse.

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God Believes in Me

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Wade regarded his mind as a very sacred place, despite the fact half of its inane machinations would make their way out of his mouth anyways. Yet despite that, his mind was still his own, one of the few places he could exist not in a state of constant, neurotic apprehension of being perceived. He knew he appeared so unfiltered and obscene in comparison to everybody around him, he knew that his marred flesh and even more vulgar personality both weren’t things he went at length to hide, but when it came to his teammates, his friends, his f word, he could get a bit deranged about his shortcomings, and how he showed them. That's where being able to wallow in his own thoughts came in clutch. He wanted to be able to go into his own hysterics all by his lonesome about fucking up a mission, compulsively wipe down his katanas and clean his guns far longer than necessary as his cancer-ridden obsessive little mind ran itself into disorientating circles. It was one of his few comforts in this world, drugs and self pity, Vanessa used to be on the list, but Wade had let her die, so she wasn’t there anymore.

There was one problem to his perfect routines however, one interruption in the face of his fetish for his own shame, that nosey, telepathic bitch, Nathan Summers, Nathan ‘you remind me of my wife’ (while applying chapstick!) Summers. Unlike the author of this fic, Deadpool has read the comics, he knew that comic Nate was telepathic, but not this one. He’d thought that in his second movie’s two hour run, Cable’s telepathy might be brought up once, but as it wasn’t, he simply assumed that this Cable wasn’t telepathic. And wow, what a shit draw huh, 5 '8 and telepathy-less? It would be depressing if it wasn’t a little funny, as most things were in and around Wade’s life. However, of course that couldn’t be the case, because poor Wade couldn’t be afforded even a second of mercy in this hellish world, couldn’t be afforded the sanctity of his own mind, and now having escaped the constrictions that telling a 3 act story over 2 hours put upon Nate’s powers, he didn’t seem to mind using them as much as he did before.

“I'm still pissed off about how you decided to be a little shit rather than listen to the orders i gave you during our job yesterday, i don’t wanna hear the memory of it and all your shame prattling around in your mind all day, it’ll just make me angry again.” Nathan sipped boredly on a cappuccino sitting in a takeaway cup he’d brought back from a café, alongside a mocha for Wade which had already been scoffed down while burning hot and its cardboard carcass chucked into the bin. Wade didn’t get how he could slip in little kind gestures between all that dickishness and not expect Wade to have an aneurysm about it.

“If you can read my mind, how come you’re still such an asshole to me? Surely empathy is a bit easier when you can literally see inside someone’s head” Wade desperately wanted to be left alone right now, to cry about his own shortcomings to the barrels of all his handguns, instead of having every thought of his heard by Nate. The coffee was nice but he’d had enough people-time today.

“Well technically i can only read your surface thoughts and emotions, or shit that you push to the front, the cancerous wad in your cranium is harder to read than most people’s” Wade wasn’t sure what constituted as ‘surface’ or ‘pushed to the front’ as he wished he could get back to being neurotic and sad all by his lonesome. Could nate tell that he really was properly freaked out about fucking up so many missions? Would he care?

“Get out of my head if you don’t wanna see what’s in there, Nate.” Wade stated, pretty matter-of-factly. His head was his space, not Nates, and Nate didn’t even like being there.

“Its not like im trying to get in there, theres just this constant nervous aura coming off of you whenever you fuck up after a mission. Its really fucking difficult to ignore.” Nate stared smugly, telepathic bitch.

“I reckon you’re fucking lying about not being able to not read my mind.” Wade nips back, “and I think you think you can see more of what’s in my mind than what’s actually in there. Im not trying to make your day shittier Nathan, im not trying to get out of paying the penance for my fuck ups with all my guilt.” Wade thought about this pinterest poetry post he saw once while channelling his inner fourteen year old girl–’The dog that weeps after it kills is no better than the dog that doesn't. My guilt will not purify me.’–but decided that it was a bit too pretentious to verbally reference in a cablepool angst fic, even in whumptober. X-men angst always seemed a bit more gritty than melancholy, a bit more blood than tears.

Nathan looked at him with an expression that was undeniably just a tad bit softer. Whether it was from Wade’s inane fourth-wall related thoughts mulling over this situation or the point he’d just made, Wade was unsure.

“I'm not lying about being unable to not read your mind Wade, your thoughts are pretty difficult to block out.” Nate didn’t comment upon the second half of Wade’s little outburst. Wade wondered if Nate trusted what he said, but Wade believed Nate when he said Wade’s thoughts were difficult to block out. Honestly he’d simply used that weaker opinion as a way to segway to the truth of his paranoia. But would Nate trust Wade’s truth? Wade tried to push all his genuine nature and remorse to the forefront of his mind, but didn’t know if it worked that way.

Nate suddenly looked a bit awkward as he went quiet, looking at Wade with furrowed brows and a face more scrunched up than not.

“I'm sorry, it's been a pretty long week.” Wade was fine with receiving a half-excuse-half-apology hybrid, he just wanted to know Nate believed him. Wade paused for a moment, letting the cogs in his brain churn sluggishly as he continued peering at Nate.

“Im sorry im such a little shit sometimes, and fuck stuff up for the team.” for my f word. Nate smiled, chuckling softly, just a tad, in the way that made Wade’s heart jump in his chest.

“We’ll work on it?” Wade knew Nate was referring to both of them, working on their trust of one another, and the way they treated each other, on the battlefield and at home.

“We’ll work on it.”

[my-owl-baby]

Chapter three; The Warning Ahead

Pervious chapter; New Adventure

Summary: Speaking with Alfred, the king of Wessex the conversation was surprised to you. After the battle, you headed to Winchester meeting someone unexpected to be there knowing you.

Warnings: torture, mention of killing, killing, violence, harsh language and cursing

Word:5,256

A/n; sorry for the late update, I've been busy with studies and keeping grades up.

Taglist: @namelesslosers @dixie-elocin @cemetarybpys

"Lotus flower is a meaning of rebirth and healing...do you think you'll heal from this?" He pause for a bit looking at a drawing of a lotus flower his own daughter made.

"It can also be use to medical use, another meaning is strength and resilience...it has a lot of meanings doesn't it?" the man sigh looking at young man on the ground coughing.

He continued to stare at the young man, before getting up holding a sharp knife to his hand.

"Now now, this can all end if you just write a letter to your dear friend" Pointing the sharp blade at his chin, lifting up his head to face his.

"Fuck off ass hole" the young man bleed from his shoulders to his waist cuts everywhere, burn mark at the bottom of his leg, bruises were formed by all the hits he took in.

"I don't like hurting your pretty little face, but...you give me no chose" he mumble, grabing his face to hold still. The young man struggled at his grip seeing the knife closer to his cheek making a cut to his jawline.

"It would've been easier if the both of you just appeared together at the same time, but no God had other plans didn't he" he sounded frustrated, placing the knife on the table as he walked back and forth talking to himself.

It was silent for a few moments, only hearing the man chained up panting. He was lossing much blood but he was made sure not to die since he would be useful.

"Jon, just give up" Jon looked up at the man smirking down at him. It wasn't anything good.

"Now that I think about it, a word has gone around in Wessex that a man killed seventeen Danes on his own, I think it's been couple weeks now" he chuckled.

Jon only stayed silent not wanting to give in to his mind games. "It might be Y/n though, am I right? She strong enough to kill hundreds of men isn't she?" His smirk haven't left once as he spoke of this topic.

He's trying to push the young man to his limits telling him this every day and night, he did grew tired of hearing the same thing but it always came with the same response.

"Leave...her alone, she not a toy to mess around with in your own games. I don't even know WHO THE FUCK-" Jon lost his temper this time, which gave the man hope.

Cutting him off with a kick to the stomach, his body is weak without food only getting water wasn't enough for him. He fainted right after the kick.

"I'll send men since you won't write a simple letter, maybe she'll come and save you" He pause taking a sip from his cup the ale that was inside is rich and flavor smelled like a lotus flower.

"She'll be the knight and you'll be the princess trapped in a castle" is the last thing he said, leaving the room to get one of his men to be off and find you, himself.

You sat down around haystack not knowing what to do now. They lock up Skade somewhere, it bother you what she might know something, if she did then it would cause a mess.

"Y/n" hearing the baby monks voice you looked up at him, seeing he had something in his hands a plate of food.

"I thought you might be hungry" he handed you the plate. It was simple stake with greenbeans and carrots.

"Thank you" you mumble, he only bow before leaving you be. You weren't hungry but you forced the food down your stomach.

You grew tired with all this new adjustments in life, no longer picking at herds or whatever.

You layed back against a wall closing your eyes getting the rest you need.

Uhtred on the other hand was inside a barn or sort where the king stayed for protection.

"Theres two woman here that you have taken, why are they here?" Alfred asked, you were the first to caught his eyes. You dressed differently from the rest of them might be mistaken for a Dane at first sight more likely.

"They both have value." He started, Alfred wanted to know their value, did they both served bloodhair.

"And Sigurd will want them back. I refuse to call him bloodhair" the king stated.

"Only one is of bloodhair" Uhtred quickly said, getting the king more curious of his words.

"But the one lock up, Skade, she is a value to him" he spoke of sure of his answer.

"And what is she to him?" Alfred asked, Uhtred looked away for moments before he spoke not sure if the king would believe him.

"A wife...a lover?" Aethelwold questioned, which Uhtred didn't like.

"She's a... a seer... sorceress" he give a glance at the king waiting for a response back.

The king hummed in understanding "and the other one, who's she?" He asked.

Aethelwold only chuckled with a dirty thoughts in his own mind. "Probably his whore" he commented.

Uhtred only ignore Aethelwold and looked at Alfred and his son Edward. "She's the one who killed the Danes" he spoke proudly of you, like it wasn't never done before.

"She? How can a women like herself kill that many Danes" Earning a laugh from Aethelwold, Beocca on other hand made sure Uhtred wasn't lying.

"He's telling the truth, my lord king" Alfred looked at Father Beocca and Uhtred. His wife on the other hand found it unbelievable like Aethelwold said.

Edward on the other hand wanted to believe it if his father did.

"The simple mind of a Dane believes in signs, Edward...if a bird flew from their camp to ours, they would see it as a sign and follow" as the king spoke to his son of it, Uhtred grew annoyed but did his best not to tell Alfred anything.

Only glance at Finan before sitting down next to Aethelwold "Yes, lord, it can happen that way" Uhtred confirmed the king.

Alfred ramble about Skade value to bloodhair or Sigurd, saying there would be no battle without his seer.

"You are both right and wrong" Uhtred spoke, Finan listen closely of what they were both talking about as he drank his ale.

The King stated they wait then fight. Alfred stood up making some men around stand at well.

"I wish to speak to both women" confidence as he said this, Uhtred wasn't sure about Skade. He knew you wouldn't do anything to the king since you had no clue who the king was in the first place.

"Skade and..." he didn't get your name as he waited for Uhtred to tell him your name.

"Y/n, that's her name, mi lord" Finan spoke, earning a glance from a couple men in the room.

"And Y/n I would like to speak to them both" he said more like a demand then a request.

Uhtred got up, leading Alfred to Skade. Finan walked behind watching and observing as he also looked around for you but you were no where to be seen.

"What are they doing?" Sithtric asked, Finan took one looked around for you before he spoke.

"Alfred said he'd like to hump the witch, no word of a lie" he moved his body back and forth.

"He also like to speak with Y/n, where is she?" He asked looking at then group of men who shrugged.

Sithtric looked around as Osferth stood up. "I gave her some food not long ago" he said, beginning to walk to a corner of the estate. Finan chuckled as he teased the poor baby monk with dirty jokes of his.

Two followed behind Osferth as he found you asleep on the group of haystack. "We can't wake her" Osferth said, they both looked at her sleepy figure as Finan push pass Osferth words.

Finan clapped his hands infront of your face "Oye! Lady wake up!" He chuckled seeing you jump a bit from the noise, you groan rubbing your eyes as you tried your best to go back to sleep.

"The king would like to speak to you, Y/n" you heard Osferth voice and glance at him and his friends, a sigh left your lips as you got up collecting yourself a bit before you spoke.

"The king is also humping the witch as we speak" Finan added, you didn't find it funny as he chuckled at his own joke.

"Isn't he married?" You shook your head, taking some hay leaves out of your hair and clothes.

"It's a joke" Finan said, as he grumbled at your comment.

"Sorry for waking you, Y/n" Osferth bow, you told him it was okay. As the four of you spoke about things while waiting for the king to speak with you.

"Ah yess, Sithtric do you think the lady here is still a witch" he glance at you before looking away, he is always the quiet one to you, burley talks to anyone. He mentioned his wife and kid before.

"No...but I had my reasons to think that way" you understand the reason, you were a women in this timeline fighting and killing men.

"I understand, and I'm not upset nor bias at your own opinion" you said, he nodded surprised you weren't upset. To be true you were cleanse at the nunnery for the killing sins to stay.

"You are very understanding, lady" Finan chuckled handed you a cup of ale. You smell it, smelt like ass looking at him drinking his own cup.

"Smell like dirty piss" you comment setting it down on the ground.

"Drink it, it's good" Finan said, picking it up and heading it too you once more. You sigh looking at the ale and seeing it's dark color.

"Come onn, don't be a wuss" Finan said, you glare at the Irishman before taking a couple sips of the ale.

You almost gagged at the smell of it, the taste wasn't like other drinks you had "yuck" you pulled the cup away from your face. Setting it down, it made the three men laugh a bit from your reaction to it.

"I thought you drank lady" Finan said, chuckling as he chugged his drink down.

"I do...I don't drink ale though" you mumble, looking down at the cup. Soon the king left where Skade was chained up, now asking for you.

"BLOODHAIR! FIND ME LOVE ME, THERES A KING HERE ALONG WITH A WOMEN FROM THE FUTURE!" She yelled from the top to her lungs, you frozen she did know.

'Fuckkkk' you groan as she continued to yell for bloodhair.

"A women from the future?" Sithtric questioned, he glance at you and the others wondering what she ment.

"Lady Y/n, the king order to speak with him" Uhtred said, not saying anything about Skade yelling. You nodded sitting up, giving a quick look at everyone before you left.

The walk felt long, the silence was killing you along with Skade repeating the same thing over and over again.

It bugged you not only you were the only women, she been around with which would cause suspicion towards everyone.

"Lady Y/n, you okay?" Uhtred interrupt your thoughts, you looked up at him nodding.

"Your presence is very different from the other times we've been together." you continue to look at him as he stopped. You stopped, he looked around until his gaze met yours.

"Is Skade speaking of you?" You heart drop feeling anxiety coming up your whole body. Maybe running away would be wonderful right now.

He could tell by the expression on your face that it is true of what he said. Uhtred surprised by this news, he stayed calm lending a small smile towards you for comfort.

You did understand his intentions and clam a bit, your hands tied together. Your nails dig into your skin still feeling a bit worried about it.

"I'll make sure, we'll talk more" he notice the king walking towards the both of you.

"I see, thank you for speaking to me" Alfred said, looking at you with a small forced smile on his face.

"No, king Alfred it's an honor" you mumble bowing your head towards him, he released you from your stance.

"Seems like you and Uhtred are very much different" he glance at Uhtred, who rolled his eyes.

"I would like to thank you, for keeping the nunnery safe and it's a surprise to know a...Lady like yourself is capable of such thing" he told you, you did feel appreciated by his words it's rare when you get those words.

"Thank you, it's nothing really" you mumble, he accused Uhtred to leave, which he hesitated but left at the end.

Seeing that they brought Skade up near the wall, she continued to yell for her bloodhair.

"Lady, Y/n I would like to ask you something" he stated, you wonder if it was about Skade as he looked at you straight in your eyes.

"Would you consider being apart of Edward, next heir to the throne...his protector" he asked, he thought you might be a good fit someone who fought so many Danes with no problem. All on your own. He thought of you better then Uhtred, better then anyone he ever met.

You weren't from here, asking to be called someone protector was like asking to save a whole country no matter the cost of it.

You hesitated of course, it was like going back to your old life. "You may have time to think about it, but it's a big opportunity" he said, interrupted your thoughts. You nodded before bowing to him once more before he left.

You walked back where Uhtred and everyone else is. "So did the king ask for a hump?" Finan asked, looking at you. You only shook your head disagreeing with his words before sitting down.

"BLOODHAIR COME TO ME, LOVE ME...THERES A KING FOR YOU TO SLAY AND A WOMEN FROM THE FUTURE" Skade yelled, the more she kept yelling those words the more you wanted to shut her up.

You walked toward Uhtred and his group near a pit of fire. "When can we bound her mouth shut?" Sithtric asked, obviously annoyed with Skade yelling for her lord.

"Let her sing" Uhtred said, Finan noticed your presence. He gave you a small smile before chuckling at Osferth comment.

"That is not singing" the monk said, he glance at you, your eyes were focused on Skade only.

Soon a man came calling Uhtred name causing all of you to turn around looking at him with curiosity.

You sat down near the sleepy Finan already falling asleep with no problem. "Are you allowing that women to wail all night? And may I ask who she speak of women of future?" He continued to bicker, those words met inside your ears.

You looked at him and back at Skade, you already wanted her to shut up along time ago. She cause suspicion the men in here about you. But they don't know it's you at least not yet.

"For a little while longer, yes" he pause glancing at you before he spoke up.

"I have no idea what the witch speaks of" he said, you didn't pay no mind to it any longer. You cover your ears. Along with your eyes shutting them so you can have a good rest.

You felt a tap on your shoulder, opening your eyes you saw Osferth in your view. "You okay, Y/n?" You only nodded, he place a cover over your body, keeping you warm. He passed a small smile before sitting next to you.

"It's annoying" you mumble glancing at Skade at she repeat the same words over and over.

Osferth chuckled agreeing with you, he is glad you didn't denied the cover he place over you.

You notice Uhtred talking to a short man, couldn't make out more details. You were too tired to even care about it.

Osferth continued to talk to you about certain things about how he lived, but never once mentioned his birth father.

You fell asleep on his shoulder, he notice and smiled to himself biding you goodnight as he stayed still not wanting to wake you.

"Ahh, the bastard of Alfred seems you found yourself a whore" Aethelwold sneer, causing Uhtred and Osferth get defensive.

"This lady is not a whore, Aethelwold...she's a warrior can murder you without a thought" Uhtred spoke, glaring at Aethelwold, who only chuckled.

"She's no whore, and she has a name it's Y/n" Osferth said, not trying to be loud to wake you up.

Aethelwold change the subject to something else before he left, leaving Uhtred and his men at peace.

Morning soon came quickly, you feel the light in your eyes waking you up. You yawn noticing you slept on Osferth, who slept peacefully.

Placing the cover over the monk so he could stay warm for the rest of his sleeps. "Good morning lady" you turn around looking at Finan, he only chuckled before handing you food.

"So what did you and the king speak of?" He began to ask, you both sat down at a near table.

"Mmm" you thought about it remembering he asked you to his son protector. "He only thank me for keeping the nunnery safe, and...asked for a hump" you added a joke in.

Finan got the joke and laughed out loud, you didn't think it was that hilarious but you only chuckled at his reaction.

"It's the first time I notice you smile" he mentioned, pointing at your face. You began to eat your food looking at him.

"It suits you" is all he said as he chugged down his ale, you rolled your eyes remembering the joke you said and chuckled to yourself.

"And what about you and the baby monk?" He questioned, you gave him a questionable look confused about what he ment.

He only chuckled again "he's taken a liking to you" He began, you continued to think about it you notice of course but tired not to think much of it.

"Maybe hump him" you gave a glare to Finan, who only chuckled drinking his cup of liquid. "It's just a joke" you rolled your eyes, yawning a bit from tiredness.

"The food here taste like a pigs ass" you mumble, playing around with the food on the plate.

"It's delicious food, be grateful" Finan spoke taking your plate as his own as you watched him eat it then spit it out.

"Osferth makes the food better" he mumble, you chuckled at his actions causing him to curse at you.

"That's true" you spoke, you both continued to speak to each other about certain things, Finan now saw you as a fellow friend he can talk to. Maybe you did too but the creep of worried wonders behind you, waiting to take over.

"Where's Uhtred?" You asked, looking around for the Dane man.

"He went to give food to the witch maybe ask for a hump" Finan said, only joking with it which you catch on.

Bells soon rang, making you and Finan go up the stairs to see the commotion. Seeing a group of horses along with Danes and yelling women.

"So uh...is that Skade...lord?" You asked not knowing anything, but seeing the man at the very front guessing he was leader.

Finan nodded, looking back to see Uhtred and Osferth awake by the noise.

Sithtric walked over to the both of you before he turned around calling for Uhtred.

You see Bloodhair pull a women by her hair, it upseted you of course "can I shoot him" you mumble, only Finan chuckle.

"No, hold down. Follow me" Uhtred spoke, you only sigh following him along with Finan.

It was chaos, you burley paid any attention too to what was going on around you, only wanting to hurt the man for hurting the women.

"I'm getting Skade" Uhtred said, you only waited by the gate, hearing all the women screaming.

"Are you okay?" You looked at Osferth, who peak through the gate.

"Yea im fine, just don't like the situation" you sigh, grabing a bow and arrow trying to make use of them if needed.

"It'll be over soon, lady" Osferth said, he ment it and you only nodded to his words before taking a deep breath for what was to come.

"They are killing women, lord" Osferth said, it only worried you more, of course you didn't know them but they had a life as well. They were innocent ladies.

"The gates!" You step back as they open the gates revealing dead women on the ground and some yelling to be saved.

"Earl Sigurd" Uhtred called out the man, at least you knew his name now. You followed behind "kill one more hostage, and I shall let every man here see her nakedness and then I shall spill her guts. Just one more" Uhtred said, you stood near Finan with your arrows and bow. You felt Sigurd eyes on you for a moment before Sakde spoke up.

"Do it, Lord, I'll see you in the next life" causing Skade to be pulled closer to Uhtred.

"Kill them all! Attack!" Uhtred hit her on the stomach.

"Damm, all this for her?" You mumble, looking at the dead women and seeing Sigurd face trying to get a good look at it.

"Yea, she important to him...he miss his humps" Finan whispered to you, only for you roll your eyes and chuckled a bit.

"You shall give me back my women and I'll take her as well" you notice him pointing at you. "She's the woman from the future" he chuckled knowing the power he held if he had the both of you.

"What? Lady is this true" you stayed quiet, only quiet. Maybe killing the Dane right now wouldn't be so bad.

"Yes lord! She the on-" Skade got cutoff with a hit on the stomach by Uhtred.

"You won't be taking any..." he continued but you zone out, you felt eyes on the back of your head. They know your secret.

They argue back and forth, until Uhtred started pulling Skade back behind the gates.

You followed behind slowly.

"Lady Y/n!" You looked at who was calling you it was Finan. "Come on, we don't have time and you have explaining to do" he grabbed your arm pulling you to the barn where Uhtred went.

Lord, we need to change our plan." Uhtred began, you stayed close to Finan but not too close. He glance at you here and there, you were anxious about what was going to happen to you.

Alfred finally spoke up "is that so...did you know about Y/n being from the future?" He asked quite annoyed.

The king of Wessex looked at you "yes, lord I did but that's not important" Uhtred tried to change the subject but it failed.

"I need to speak to her alone...out everyone we'll speak about Sigurd later" he demanded. Finan didn't say anything to you only left along with the other men in the barn.

Uhtred stayed "I told everyone to leave" Alfred spoke to him.

"Yes lord, but I must be sure she safe" Uhtred said, sighing as he glance at you. "So allow me to stay" Alfred didn't want to argue no longer.

Knowing he had someone from the future in his presence was one in a million chances, he wasn't going to miss the opportunity to ask what he would like to know.

"Fine, lady Y/n come sit" he pointed at the haystack, you didn't argue sitting down along with Uhtred next to you.

It was silent for awhile "so what time are you from?" You looked at Alfred before you spoke up.

"My king...I don't think it's right to speak of the future, it'll only ruin what should happen" you explain not wanting to tell him anything it would cause a change into the history and different life situations if you get back home.

"I understand...but I need to know dose England become?" You sigh knowing, he probably won't give up on asking you.

"I won't say much but...indeed England is real in my time" you said, you notice how he seem pleased with your answer before a smiled formed on to his face.

"That's all I needed to know" he spoke, wiping a few tears away.

"Don't speak to it too, no one," you said, he agreed along with Uhtred, who agreed to keep it a secret as well.

No one spoke to you, only Uhtred who check up on you. You either got mumbles on how you were a witch and trying to feed the king with lies.

You didn't bother with it, while riding your horse you took a smoke to relief yourself from all the dislikes you were getting.

"We battle soon" Uhtred spoke, all his men cheer as they seek for victory but you only seek for your bed.

"She a witch, the smoke from the stick feed her power" you heard, you wanted to tell them how stupid they were.

"Oye! Shut you Damm mouths! She not a witch if she was she would've curse you at this very moment" you heard Finana voice, he moved his horse to be close to you.

You were sure he was distance of you but maybe you were wrong. "You know, Osferth still wants to hump" he began, you only giggle giving him a light push.

He stayed your friend after the truth. "He probably finds me as a witch as well" you mumble, groaning at the mess that happened because you joined them.

You glare at Finan who laughed at you "He doesn't believe in those, but he is a bit hurt from the bum that you didn't tell us" you put your cigarette away throwing it on the ground.

"I'm not sorry though, I burley know any of you plus you wouldn't know how to handle that information" he hummed agreeing to your words.

"True but we're your friends, lady" he patted your back reassuring you. You didn't argue more to him, he might be right being with them from a short time did bring you close with them.

You both continued to speak normally as usual it did make you feel a bit better.

You did know the route you were heading is a battle waiting to be win. You had your gun with you along with your pocket knife. You did had your arrows and bows but you knew it wouldn't be enough.

"Ready for battle? I never seen you fight only when you shot those men" Finan said.

"I'm ready, if I'm not ready I have to be either way" you explain, he hummed finding your words either true or false.

Battle field was clear something you weren't use to since it would be either in the trenches or buildings all over.

You brought your pocket knife near you, knowing with the long swords and spares they have might be a little difficult for a easy kill.

"So Sigurd and his men are following us for battle and we brought more back up to kill all of them" Uhtred explained to you briefly. You understood what he ment, but you didn't know who the other people were.

"Shield wall!" Uhtred yelled, they all put their shield infront of them, making a wall. You found it pretty cool seeing this.

"We stand our ground! They will come onto us and we will take their head from their shoulders" you didn't really find those word as motivation, but it was the vikings time. What did you not expect.

You stood far from where the 'shield of wall' is, shooting arrows would be best, knowing the position they were making.

Seeing the Danes come running towards them, you began to shoot your arrows, one after another you made sure an arrow didn't go to waste.

You saw Sigurd and his men leaving the battle, 'maybe I should follow' you thought, killing the Dane himself would be all over. You decided to aim an arrow at least at one of his men, you succeed without a problem.

The battle soon came too an end, you didn't get much action as you would pleased.

Riding your horse back to Winchester, with Finan proud of the win of the battle right beside you.

"We won! The God had gave us hope once more" he said happily.

You only rolled your eyes, you notice a man riding a black horse at the top of a hill you all passed.

"Who's that?" You looked back the Finan, who looked the direction you pointed.

"Where?" He asked, you looked where you were pointing not seeing the man with his horse in sight any more.

"I must be exhausted" you mumble.

"She alive and well" the man wearing a coat, he waited for you in Winchester. Once you saw coming inside people started to cheer for their safety and win from the Danes.

You sigh quite hungry from all the trips you had to do because of today battle. "Excuse me" you heard someone, you looked down notice a man from not that long ago.

You stopped your horse, you stayed quiet looking at him. "Yes?" He stumbled into his bag trying to find what he wanted to give you.

You got off your horse unsure about this guy "you can call me Dr. H, I'm a..." he pause pulling out the letter and handing it over to you.

"I'm a medic" he said, you glance at him and the letter he gave you. "It's a warning, Y/n, be safe" he bowed leaving deeper into the crowd.

"What? Wait!" You said trying to follow him but lost track of the guy. "Odd" you mumble, wondering why someone would writing you a letter.

Then it click you, Jon it might be your best friend. You heart started to beat quickly as you open the letter.

Dear Y/n,

I would like to introduce myself, My name is Sir Iker. But you call me Sir I.

Cutting to the chase, we have your friend, Jon right? Of course he wouldn't stop asking for you when we first found him.

Anyways, come to end of the shore near in South. If you don't come here in the time span of 8 weeks then say goodbye to your friend.

You didn't know if it was a prank or serious, you looking at the paper once more front to back looking for clues but nothing.

"Lady?" You jumped a bit, you turned to see Finan. He notice your expression on your face, were you about to cry.

"Are you alright" you stayed silent, thinking about what going on. Maybe they brought you here now they could take you back to your timeline.

"I'm...fine just something unexpected I thought of" you tried to laugh it off, he didn't want to push it if you weren't ready to speak on the matter.

"Of course, do you wanna meet Uhtred children?" He chuckled, you looked surprised.

"He has a family?" You started to follow Finan.

Deep down you might have to leave them, it wouldn't be a problem you have 8 weeks. Two months you'll have to keep count. Putting the letter in your back pocket 'I'll save you'

[class-1b-bull]

class B with a friend/SO who loves to draw and paint? and is really creative

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thank you 🙏

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have a nice day :)

Thank you so much! Have a great day! <3

Also I leaned more towards the SO side on some of these but it could still be either or!

Not proofread we die like men.

Awase -

He LOVES watching your creative process when drawing and painting. If you start to pull out your sketch book or whatever he will try to look over your shoulder. Loves drawing little smiley faces in the corners of your art.

Sen -

His entire social media page is pictures of you, random ass scenery and your art work. Every time you finish a piece hes practically running to go take a picture of it. Hes so proud and it shows.

Kamakiri -

Honestly didnt care for the art at first until one day you doddled him or his favorite bug or something on a random piece of paper you found and now he adores your art. He doesent show it but he goes over the moon when you ask him what to draw

Kuroiro -

Hes really edgy about it. Everytime he sees you painting hes just like. "The jet black on the tip of your brush is represents my darkness tainting you, who is the pure white canvas..." or smthn and your just like "actually the background is just black on this one..." please let him be poetic.

Kendo -

Loves seeing the finished product but she loves it more if you show her the ugly stage first so she can see how much changed! She just loves watching your process and how each piece changes over time

Kodai -

She has a few pictures youve drawn hanging in her room but other than that shes not very interested in the actual process. She does like going shopping for supplies with you tho.

Komori -

The two of you make 3d art pieces together. You paint a painting and she grows mushrooms on the sides of it or on the canvas itself to make it look like pop up art <3

Shiozaki -

"$100 to paint jesus" she loves your art! If you ask her for suggestions theyre all gonna be either religion related or scenery because thats just what she likes the most. Shes also one of your biggest supporters!

Shishida -

He loves your art and he makes sure your at your best when painting! Thirsty? He'll make some tea or get you a glass of water. Hungry? Hes already making a sandwich. If youre about to accidentally drink your paint water he will point it out to you before you can.

Shoda -

Hes not one for art but he likes to help any way he can! If you ran out of a specific color he will go right to the store for you. Hes also getting your favorite drink while hes there just so you dont get thirsty!

Pony -

Theres two wolfs inside of her. One is saying to keep all of your amazing art forever. And the other says to watch people bid for it on e bay (with your permission) and sell it to the highest bid. No matter what she is always supportive of your art!

Tsubaraba -

Hes known to be a bit of a perv so if you do nsfw commissions, his wallet will always be empty.. even if you dont though he adores your art! There is no more room in his room for your works.

Tetsutetsu -

Has probably accidentally messed up some setting paint on a canvas and then grabbed a brush to try and fix it.... only making it worse. Poor dude almost cried when you caught him ngl. His life savings is going towards art supplies as an apology!

Tokage -

You two tag team every painting. Youre coming up with ideas while shes looking for good references. You say youll need some pink in a minute and shes already mixing it. Need paintwater cleaned or a pencil sharpened? Shes already doing it.

Manga -

You know that art challenge where you and a friend switch paintings every 10 minutes until your done painting, he LOVES doing those. He also just enjoys both of you silently drawing in the same room as eachother. The class fridge is full of you twos drawings.

Honenuki -

Anything that has your drawings on it he loves! Once you gave him a sticky note with a quick 15 minute drawing on it and he carries it with him EVERYWHERE! One of the pockets of his hero costume is that sticky notes dedicated pocket! After each drawing he will message your hand to stop any injurys from forming <3

Bondo -

Like Shishida, he just makes sure youre taking care of yourself while drawing or painting. What good is an amazing artist if your sick and cant draw.

Monoma -

"I could totally do that.." then you hand him the brush and suddenly he shuts up. Will talk shit about how easy art would be for him if he tried but he would fight anyone else that said it.

Reiko -

She coaxed you into drawing a creepy ghost once and she used her quirk to make it float and chase people around the dorms in the middle of the night. She now keeps that same painting on her wall <3

Rin -

I really like the idea of using his scales for textures idk why. Like imagine you just drag him away from whatever hes doing, you ask him to cover his arm in scales and you just start painting him yellow. He loves helping tho and if you ran out of room to store things in your room his dorm is always open!

When I was writing this I got a random flash back to me selling nsfw drawings to highschool students when I was in 5th grade. I dont remember what I charged but I ended up with about 2k by the end of the school year. :>

[jessicas-pi]

Incorrect Quotes: The Time Travel AU With The Padawans edition

Derra: I keep a picture of all of us in my wallet. Whenever I face difficulties, I take it out and stare at the picture. Ezra, Sabine, Dae: Awwww- Derra: And I tell myself "If I can deal with these idiots, then I can deal with anything." Ezra, Sabine, Dae: Oh. --- Derra: If I can't cause tiny bits of chaos every day, I think my body will shut down.  --- Dae: What, I can’t be in a bad mood? It’s like people think, “Oh, Daesha is such a nice girl, Daesha is so happy-go-lucky! Daesha can’t be in a bad mood!” Well, you know what? Daesha CAN be in a bad mood. And right now, Daesha IS be in a bad mood. ---

Derra: Why do I always tell people we’re cool? We’re so very uncool. --- Ezra: Oh gosh I wish I got more sleep I only got six hours! Dae: Six? I only got three! Sabine: You guys got sleep? Derra, comes stumbling out of her room and grabs a jug of caf before saying: What year is it?? --- Sabine: Your smile? It makes my day. Ezra: Your happiness? I live for that. Derra: A room? Get one. Dae: Hotel? Trivago. --- Ezra: Small creatures are much more vicious because they have a smaller body to bottle up all their emotions. Derra: Ridiculous. Give me some examples. Sabine: Wasps? Dae: Terriers? Ezra: Dae. --- Derra: Am I a boy? Am I a girl? It doesn't matter. I'm a Sith, and I'm going to burn your house down. --- Derra: Anything else? Sabine: Yeah. Stay away from me! Derra: Alright. See you in the room we share. --- Dae: Wake me up- Ezra: Before you go go Sabine: When September ends Derra: WAKE ME UP INSIDE --- Ezra, to Kanan: The girls have been acting really weird lately. Do you know what's going on? *flashback to Dae talking to Kanan* Dae: I'm trying to set him up with Derra, obviously! They're Darkness and Light, two sides of the same coin. It's romantic! *flashback to Sabine talking to Kanan* Sabine: Derriphan said that she thinks Dae and Ezra like each other, and they're my two best friends, so of course I'm encouraging them to get together! *flashback to Derra talking to Kanan* Derra: Pff. I've never seen two people with less chemistry than Dae and Ez. But I don't want to cause suffering to draw power from, so I'm substituting teenage angst. I give Sabine six months maximum before she realizes her feelings and implodes with jealousy. *flashbacks end* Kanan: Kanan: ...all is as the Force wills. Ezra: That's not an answer. --- Derra: I am darkness. I am power. I am your worst nightmare. I could kill a man in more ways than you can imagine. I am the night. I am fury, I am a weapon, I am- Dae: A doll. Sabine: A cinnamon roll. Ezra: A sweetheart. Derra: Derra: ...stop it. --- Ezra and Dae: *making loud, shouty gorilla sounds at each other* Ahsoka: Hera, exasperatedly: Guys, Fulcrum is here. --- Dae: I'm willing to bet that some day I'll die from an animal I try to make friends with. Ezra: OMG SAME!!!! --- Dae: This family doesn't split up to do sensible, constructive things. It comes together to do awesome, stupid things. --- Ezra: Why aren't there friendship pick up lines? Pick up lines to make friends like- Ezra, to Dae: Hey, that's a cute outfit. You know where it would look better? On nobody else, because you're a beautiful individual. Derra, to Sabine: Be my friend or I'll set your entire family on fire. Zeb, watching: There are two types of people. --- Dae, to Derra: Excuse us for being gushy, but this has to be said. You are not a loser. --- *the Squad at Space Disneyland, in the teacups* Sabine and Derra: *spinning a little and talking* Ezra and Dae: *flying past them, spinning as fast as they can, screaming* --- Derra: Truth or dare? Dae: Dare. Derra: I dare you to kiss the hottest person in the room. Dae: Hey Ezra? Ezra, confused: Yeah? Dae: Can you move? I'm trying to get to the mirror. Ezra, deadpan: How very humble of you. Sabine: No, no. She's right. --- Sabine: Kriff. I give up. I admit the facts. Dae and Ezra are definitely a couple. Derra: Mm and why do you say that? Sabine: You saw her yesterday, Derra! She was wearing his shirt! Derra: And the day before that she was wearing Hera's spare overalls. Day before that she used Kanan's visor as a sleep mask. Do you know why I'm wearing booty shorts right now, Sabine? Because she took all my pants. Every single pair. And now I have to wear pink sparkly booty shorts because I have no more pants. Derra: Daesha isn't a girlfriend. She's a clothes thief. --- Derra: Someone will die... Dae: Of fun! --- Ezra: I just want someone to take me out. Dae: On a date? Derra: With a sniper gun? Sabine: Both if you're not a coward. --- Zeb: It's locked. You got a lock pick? Ezra: Yeah- Derra: *kicks in the door*

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i loveee your fics so so so much omg

If i had to ask for a prompt i just love it so much when in smut theyre not experienced (with eachother or just in general) and theyre just taking it slow and trying out things and being cute its just really nice to read and i wish there were more fics like this <33

Sooooo! Thank you for the prompt, anon! :D

I love inexperience as a trope but I had never really given it any thought before for this pairing -- that's what I love about prompts, sometimes they're unexpected and they end up making me think about something I wouldn't have come up with on my own!

I can't really see Johnny or Cristal as actually fully inexperienced unless we're talking about some kind of AU where they're both teenagers or [insert elaborate bit of worldbuilding I'm sure we could come up with given time] or something. But because it seemed a little improbable, it stuck with me, and I thought about it a bunch and this is what I came up with to make it work! [Mature content!]

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Johnny tugs Cristal's panties down and looks up from where he's kneeling, an impish look on his face.

"Feel free to give me pointers, I don't mind, okay? Haven't done this in-- a while."

And Cristal is pretty taken aback because... Well. He's Johnny Rockfort, and he looks like this, what does he mean 'a while?' Is he one of those guys who won't go down on women? She didn't thought he would be -- and indeed, he's looking at her with such enthusiasm that he's clearly enjoying himself.

There's a little fumbling, sure, some stopping to rub his jaw just as it's getting somewhere that's a little frustrating, but it's not like she minds drawing it out either.

Most of the guys she's been with were for PR -- a few times she was actually their beard. None of that was conducive to mind-blowing sex. It wasn't really an issue at the time; it was fine, whatever, she didn't have time for a real relationship anyway.

Rusty as he might be, Johnny is the best lay she's had in -- she has to think about it for real, which is getting difficult as he finally settles into a steady rhythm -- a couple of years? Is that right??

"Wow," she says out loud at the realization, and he stops again, asking "Yeah? Like that?"

"No, no," she starts, and then corrects herself at the worried look on his face. "I mean, yes, like that, you're doing great, but that's not why-- Can you forget it and just go back to exactly what you were doing? I promise I'll tell you later."

She hopes she hasn't just ruined it, that he won't make it weird, but he doesn't.

"Fine," he chuckles, biting playfully at the inside of her thigh. "Keep your secrets."

He winks before bending down again, making her giggle, which turns into a moan as he goes back to what he was doing just before she interrupted, and it does get pretty wow by the end.

There's lots more moments that seem like they could get awkward -- she can't quite remember how to cover her teeth, he keeps grabbing the ticklish spot on her thigh and making her squeal, he comes just as she's about to ask him to go harder and then as they're finally about to get her off together, she gets a bad cramp and has to take a break to stretch her calf -- but somehow it doesn't matter?

She's pretty sure that any other time, with anyone else, any one of those moments would have killed the mood completely, or made her die of embarrassment and cancel any subsequent meetings.

But something about Johnny makes it okay to say anything, do anything, ask for anything, and despite all the mishaps it's good, it's good, and she can tell it's only going to get better every time they do it again.

She can't wait to find out how much better it can get.

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The next day, they're in the car, stealing glances at each other as he drives them seemingly aimlessly through the blocks, and she brings it up again.

"So... How long is 'a while?'"

"What?"

"You said yesterday, 'a while.' How long is that?"

"I don't know? Depends what you mean."

She thinks it's a pretty clear question, but she clarifies.

"How long since the last girl you did this with?"

"Ah," he says, and frowns like he's thinking hard. "I guess... I mean, there was Lucy back home, but we were just kids. Never went all the way, so I don't know if it counts."

Cristal is puzzled. She's seen the way Sadia looks at him; whatever is going on there seemed pretty fresh. She expected to hear 'a few weeks,' or months maybe.

Then she realizes exactly what he said.

"Wait, a kid? But--"

"Yeah, I didn't really think about it like that, but I guess it's been mostly guys since then," he shrugs.

Oh. A few things recalibrate in Cristal's mind.

"What about Sadia?" she asks.

"And Sadia, yeah, obviously."

"So--"

He cuts her off: "Sadia is just Sadia. It's complicated, she'll explain it herself."

Cristal's not so sure Sadia is going to share any private information with her anytime soon, but she can sort of guess what the deal is from context now.

"So. I was really--"

"Yep!" He winks, then waggles his eyebrows for good measure. "Congratulations on popping my cherry!"

He's still grinning but his eyes turn serious, scanning her face like he's checking her reaction.

"Wow," she says. "Wow. Well, I mean, that was pretty good for a first time. Congratulations to you, Mister Rockfort. Very promising start."

"Yeah?" He might be blushing a little, or perhaps it's just the red light they're stopped at.

"Yeah," she says with feeling, lacing their fingers together on the gearshift.

"So, hey, what was your thing?" he says once they're on their way again.

She tells him, trying not to sound too self-conscious about it now that she knows she wasn't the only one feeling a little insecure last night.

He double-takes exaggeratedly.

"What?? You mean people upstairs weren't queuing outside your door for the privilege?? Thank fuck we got you out before you wasted away, fucking hell."

He squeezes her fingers gently though, like a reassurance, as if to say, we really are in this together, then.

We are, she thinks, squeezing back. Thank fuck.

[thefamilyeldritchabomination]

Chapter Thirteen: The Greatest Show on Earth/Ad Astra Pt. 5

 “Dolly, I think we both know that Face Fur is an idiot when it comes to social cues. However, that is not what I wanted to talk about. What I do want to talk about is having you consider if you’ll be better off living with us instead.” Envy broke the silence, dropping the nerd voice for their preferred form’s voice.

 “I thought you had wanted to move into the family home?” Dolly was taken aback a bit by the change in plans.

 “Yes, I had proposed that idea. This new one though, might be better for you. You’ve been living with humans for way too long, alone and having to get used to new people every single time. Wouldn’t you feel happier being with us? We don’t die like humans would, you’d be with your own kind and have a steady social circle.” Envy pinched the center of their forehead, regretting bringing up that first proposal.

 “As attractive as the thought is, I can’t just up and leave the family that took care of me when I was small. I truly do appreciate the offer, however, I may need some more time to consider this.” Dolly shifted her eyes a bit as she conceded to think over that offer.

 “Fair enough, leaves space for some compromises. Just, Dolly, whatever anyone says, you’re a homunculus no matter what. Figured you needed to know.” Envy loosen their grip on Dolly to let her get ready.

 “Thank you? I’ll get changed out quickly and meet you back at the dining hall.” Dolly opened the door to her borrowed room, feeling very confused by that last part.

 “I’ll stay out here, I'd rather not catch the stupid from Face Fur.” Envy stood as they shapeshifted their library nerd’s outfit into something more appropriate for walking around a botanical garden. 

 “...Freddy isn’t stupid, please be kind to him.” Dolly said as she closed the door behind her to avoid the argument about Freddy’s intelligence.

 Envy would lean back against the hallway wall, a little bit annoyed they couldn’t argue their point of Freddy’s intelligence being on par with a rock. It was nice, however, to be in silence for the time being, the only sound being Dolly moving in the room to pull out things for the day. There was hope in Envy’s mind that they’d be successful in getting Dolly to move in with the others and themself. It was, afterall, progress to Envy without the tantrum of Freddy to spoil their plan. This silent peace would be interrupted shortly by the stomping of an irritated Freddy after being left to the mercy of Armstrong’s narratives. Annoyed glances between the two were exchanged as Freddy marched back to his room with the busted door by the courtesy of Envy. A smug little smirk was plastered on Envy’s face as Freddy struggled to keep the door from falling on him. That would only last a moment as Envy felt something off inside. A moment of panic was in Envy’s eyes as it slowly dawned that they were being pulled back into a memory flashback. The last thing Envy would see as the memory pulled them in was Dolly coming out of the room, ready to head out before running towards them as the memory took over Envy.

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 The time was drawing close for graduation at the university, William and Dolly were walking back to the family household after visiting the dragon fountain. The silver brooch shimmered in the sunlight on the collar of Dolly’s dress as she smiled peacefully enjoying the sunset as she walked along with William. Prior to the fountain, William had brought Dolly over to see the place he was looking into with plans to move in after graduation. It was a rather nice home that with some careful altering could’ve doubled as a live-in clinic as well, something William had been happy to find. The smile was a broad one, something William had never worn before, but it felt great. There were a lot of things going through William’s mind, particularly what the future could hold for him and goals he wanted to meet. William glanced a bit to the side and noticed that Dolly was checking out the landscape from where they were. It took a moment for William to realize that they had both walked a pretty good distance on the way back to the Mancer Household. The view below was almost like a wintertime painting, the sunset tinting the snow with subtle pastels as the townsfolk went about their evening like it had for many generations in relative peace. 

 “It's beautiful, isn’t it? It has always been a treat to see the sunset against the snow, it looks like something from a fairytale illustration.” Dolly said as she gazed upon the town with a bit of melancholic look to her eyes.

 “I’ll have to admit that it does look like that, but, is everything alright Fairytale?” William asked as he carefully went to place a hand on Dolly’s back.

 “Yeah, I’m alright, it's just that it brings up some old memories. Everyone that I loved and knew had lived here in Walden, so it can be a tad bittersweet not being able to see some that aren’t here anymore. I know that a few of them would’ve adored you if they had been able to meet you.” Dolly admitted a bit, not realizing she gave a bit too much information.

 “I’ll be honest with you and say I haven’t experienced loss before. Though, I think I can understand a bit where you’re coming from living in the same location for so long.” William decided to move a bit closer to Dolly, his eyes trained on the scene below.

 “That is pretty true, I haven’t left this area before, but perhaps I should think about a change in scenery even if for a short time.” Dolly looked up at William as the sun continued its route to usher in the night.

 “If you want, after I graduate and move into the new house, perhaps I could interest you in traveling with me in celebration of the new start?” William casually glanced back to look at Dolly for her reaction.

 “You really mean that? William, I would love to travel with you, it would be so much fun.” Dolly’s face lit up at being given that offer as her wide eyes looked at William with joy.

 “Of course, if you want, perhaps a trip to Resembool would be ideal? Though, we would have to make sure you’re drinking plenty of water since it’ll be your first summer outside of Walden.” William chuckled a little bit at Dolly’s excited reaction to be able to travel a bit.

 “Resembool sounds lovely, I’ll be able to see the sheep for once and see if they truly have gross mouths.” Dolly joked a bit which got her a laugh from William.

 “Well you certainly may have to check out the sheep then and see for yourself what horrifically smelly little creatures they are in person.” William gave a bit of a toothy smirk as he got ready to continue their walk back to the household. 

 “I suppose I would, though, we’re definitely trying lamb as a meal.” Dolly hummed to herself at the thought of trying potentially sweet meat.

 “Of course you’re going straight for the lamb, that’s the party meat.” William joked as he enjoyed this moment with Dolly, walking along slowly as to savor the time a bit longer.

 “What can I say? I have a sweet tooth when it comes to my food selection.” Dolly smirked a little bit as she matched the pace William was going. 

 “Oh, careful now Fairytale, your blood might end up flavored like marzipan after a while.” William teased earning a bit of a joking pout from Dolly upon hearing that.

 “Hey now Wayfarer, who's to say my blood isn’t flavored like marzipan already?” Dolly responded, throwing in a laugh for good measures as they reached the family household.

 There waiting for them was the family head who had to listen to these two weirdos make rather morbid jokes with one another. There was an attempt to feign a friendly smile, but it was clear that the man wasn’t really liking the direction things were going between Dolly and William. William straightened himself up and cleared his throat upon noticing that look on the old man’s face as he walked inside with Dolly. Dolly gave the old man a look, a look of ‘what the hell is wrong with you?’ was the clear message it sent as she went inside. All in response to that look was a mere shrug of the shoulder from the old family head as he went about instructing Dolly about an errand to run. Apparently there was a specially ordered boar's meat that was ready for pick up and would rather have Dolly take care of it. William raised an eyebrow a bit at the sudden request before something slowly dawned on him. The old man likely wanted to have a private word with him without Dolly being present for it. This was fine with William, he might as well bring out his intentions with the old man and get things over with. The moment Dolly had left after a small argument with her ‘grandfather’ about being sent on an errand after just returning home, the family head turned his attention towards William, a frown apparent on his face.

 “I’ve noticed you’ve been spending a large amount of time with my granddaughter since you arrived here.” The old man began as he motioned for William to follow towards the massive window overlooking the town below.

“Well yes, she’s incredibly charming and great to talk with. I plan on settling here once I’ve graduated and get a clinic started up. I would like to..” William attempted to get his intentions out before getting a sharp look from the elderly man.

 “No, absolutely not. Look, you seem like a decent person, but I won’t allow it. You should look into someone else instead..” The family head looked at William in a very hard fashion and the words dripped like venom.

“Who are you to say I can’t? I would give Dolly a very comfortable life and I would do anything for her.” William protested at being shot down like that.

 “It isn’t as simple as you think it is, boy. You can offer her anything you think she would want, but there is absolutely one thing that you could simply never be able to fulfill.”  The old man seemed to debate on something as William looked rather irate at this geezer.

 “Then tell me, I want to be there for Dolly no matter what and I don’t think I could see a life without her.” William tried to temper his voice but it came out as the all too familiar growl from his future self.

 “I will then, but this stays between you and this particular family. If I find out that you spoke to someone other than this family, I will hunt you down and I will end you.” The old man returned the growl right back at William as he motioned for the younger man to follow towards the basement.

 “Wait, I thought that basement was off limits?” William raised an eyebrow as he followed the clearly had killed people before as a sport old man.

 “Oh it is normally, but for this occasion, I’ll make an exception.” The door clicked after being unlocked as the old man opened the door, running his hand along the wall for something.

 There on the wall was a carved transmutation circle as candles lit up the pathway down to the basement below. William couldn’t help but feel rather impressed with the ingenuity of this family as he followed the salty old goat down into the basement. The air was oddly dry instead of the usual dampness one would find with a basement, but it did maintain the signature coolness of one. The family head kept his silence as William carefully followed along the ancient stonework stairs. The puzzling thing was just how long the stairs were as William wondered just how deep this household went. There was a bit of a taunting hum coming from the aged throat of the man, somewhat prodding William for getting tired out by the stairway down. William, stubbornly and not wanting to be out done by some elderly asshole, held his head high and quickened his pace. This would reward William as he saw the end of the expansive stairs and into the main room of the basement. In the basement, lines of portraits stood on display against the walls along with an old leather chest sat in the middle of the room. At first, William didn’t register anything too unusual with the portraits until he slowly began to notice one recurring feature with every single portrait.

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My Favorite and Least Sanrio Characters

Hello everyone, it's me, Sora. Glad you stopped to see my post :). Today, we will be talking about my favorite and least favorite sanrio characters. Of course, this is just my silly lil' opinion, so take this with a pinch of salt. Anyway, let's begin!

Favorite 1. Kuromi

First, let's talk about Kuromi. She's my all time favorite sanrio character! Now, I'm not gonna go full on deep into the lore, but I'll just say this. I was in my emo phase, we were at the mall, it was my birthday, and saw a plushie of her. Love at first sight, and she's been my favorite ever since! She's also a lot like me too, tough on the outside, yet girly on the inside. Her pink and black colors are also my favorite colors too! I hope we can see more Kuromi spotlight like when we got "Kuromi's Pretty Journey!" 💜

Worst 1. Minna No Tabo

Bleugh... I'm sorry to any Tabo fans out there... but still... bleugh... I'm sorry, but who the hell thought this ugly piece of shit was a good idea... If I found this thing looking up from my bed at midnight, I'd have a heart attack and die. I know, I know, not every sanrio character is gonna be a cute cat like Hello Kitty, but guess what? The Little Twin Stars. They're human like, and they don't look like a middle aged man-baby with a stupid face and dumbass hair. I really don't know why instead of putting underrated gems like U*SA*HA*NA and Wish Me Mell, they use this.... thing... End of rant, again, sorry if I offended any fans. 🤮 (PS. I just learned that this guy has a canon gf. What am I doing wrong...?)

Best 2. My Melody

I love her! She's a really cute contrast to Kuromi! Her anime, "Onegai My Melody" might just be my favorite anime of all time. I still sing the intro, A LOT. In fact, I'm working on a cover for that I'll post soon! Anyway, let's not get off topic here. Anyway, there's not too much to talk about for her other than her anime and rivalry with Kuromi, but she will always be in my top 3 sanrio characters! 🩷

Worst 2. Boy and Girl

...Are you kidding me? The same people who made Hello Kitty made this bland shit...? Nah.... No way! At least give them real names! What's the point!? At least with Patty and Jimmy, they might be kinda weird lookin', but they have personalities. But these guys!? They just look weird AND and ZERO personality! The only other piece I could find on the wiki was their "Lovely Round Eyes"... but all those "eyes" are is just two dots. C'mon, sanrio! I know you guys can do better than THIS. 👎

Best 3. Badtz-Maru

And for our final best character today, we have Badtz-Maru. I love this guy! I love his personality and style! And in Supercute Adventures, he and Kuromi seem to have a bit of a thing for each other, so two of my favorites being together makes me happy :). I also love all the side characters that come with him. I think that Hana-Maru might just be my favorite sanrio side character of all time! The XO clan is really fun to draw and make stories with, so you'll be seeing lot's of them in my sanrio gijinka chibi comics! 🖤

Worst 3. Hagurumanstyle

I'm sorry, what? Teeth...? Where the hell did the eyes go!? Ugh... I've had enough of this... 🦷

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this blog! Again, this is just my silly opinion, so take everything with a grain of salt. As always, Sayonara!

[0angstwriter]

my friends, 271123

i don’t think my friends realize that i owe my life to them.

i don’t prefer thinking this is like a debt that i owe to them, no. it is something that i cannot materialize or cannot let my mouth do the talking. it can only be shown in my actions, i’ve never been the one best with words in my opinion. my friends, they are, and always will be amazing people. i wish to do them justice by talking about them one by one.

her name is olinka, she looks like a true child of mother nature; her brown hair and eyes look like they hold all of the world’s warmth in them, but never too hot to burn your skin, melt your bones until ashes remains. however, she is not for the weak hearts, i would like to add. her gentle and cold hands will hold your heart, leaving you at her mercy. she is everything; the joy, the soil, the water, the peace; the sadness, the earthquake, the tsunami, the war. i think i left my heart into her welcoming hands when we first met. i had a feeling that she would treat it right; not that i knew what ‘right’ i deserved. if she had decided to stab it, make it bleed until no more blood was able to flow, i would have taken all the hits without complaining. she taught me what right was. her fingertips brushed over my all-open heart, healing the wounds that weren’t created by her, soothing hums leaving her dry lips. she may not notice her presence over me, but that’s alright. as long as my heart stays where it is, it’s okay.

orinta, or to call them shortly, ori. she is a book, a book that i got to know about every crack on its spine, every crease in its papers, every crossed out or highlighted words in its paragraphs. i like letting my hands traveler all over and inside the book, mindlessly, without putting any thought behind it. they are a book that i would die to read for the rest of my life. the thing about ori is, even if you read ‘her’ for the thousandth time, she will find a way to surprise you. their mind is one to be admired and their face is to be sculptured. one message from her is all it takes for my day to get better. ori is somebody you can see in the details. i wish to dedicate my life to them, just to be able to grasp everything about her. time is all you need with them. slowly but surely, they will allow you into their heart, letting you softly settle down, letting you draw on their ribs even it might hurt a bit to do that. she knows her limits, she knows when to tell you to stop. they will tear you apart even if it means to crush all their bones. but no, she is not violent unless you force her to be. my lungs feel heavy with laughter again, all thanks to them. at the end, it was such a simple thing to be happy.

now, to my younger sibling, lax. i never called them that, but that’s how i see them. even without paying too much attention, one can see lax everywhere. in a bookshop, in a coffee shop, in a theatre, in a garden, or in a street. they wear their heart in their sleeve, with a simple tug, it falls right into the palm. they are bright, like the sun. if you get too much, you will get overwhelmed; if you get too little, you will get sick. laxie is a sunny summer day; they make you feel bubbly inside and erase your shadows. their voice overpowers the ones in my head, saving me from my own torture. when they talk about the things they like, their speech gets faster, hands never staying in one place. laxie is a place that i never wish to leave, just close my eyes and sleep forever knowing i’m safe and warm. they are like a soft blanket, covering you to the fullest while making you cozy. they are home. my home. i never want to leave my home again, or ever.

[sacrisaint]

They had a fight, a silly petty thing. Sonny didn't want Meg going after demons for answers to help her with her power situation as only higher-up demons would have answers and getting the attention of hell again was good for no one, BUT Meg was dying a little more every day she was wasting away, her body was burning up with all the power contained inside her fighting against each other, demon and angel in one tight case soon to blow up. So when she stormed away from the Safehouse to follow up on a lead she did not expect them to have Enochian chains, Or Holy fire... SHE did not Expect the demon to be an Old Follower of Azazel so he knew exactly the monster Meg was, knew her name, Her Angelic name which gave him power over her with a binding spell he performed keeping her in place, torture daily, she had suffered worse then this little tick could dish out. Still, the more he sliced the less she was healing... which meant soon she'd either burn all her grace up trying not to die on the spot, Unlike a normal Angel her Grace wasn't ever flowing, it was being tainted by the demonic presence within her, they lived symbiotically for centuries but when she Nearly died she broke the balance. The Demon's name, Iblis, with a small army of demons at his command, Meg managed to kill some of them in an escape attempt but he still was powerful. "Azeroth.." he said in a guttural tone, She was strung up barely standing, beaten, and bleeding, he had started breaking each bone from head to toe, He hit her with the Iron bar again in her chest, splitting and cracking her ribs, she did not scream she bit her lip down hard enough to spill blood eyes welling in tears, she would not give him the satisfaction of screaming. "I'll give you what you want if you give me what I want... Our father's blood runs in your veins, I can draw it out I ... I can't do it without your consent, unfortunately, it's bound to you.." he seethed and sighed bringing the bar back again and hitting her arms, each at the same time, she let out a cry no long being able to hold it in but she spat her blood out on his face. "There you go.. have my blood you fucker." she croaked up and soon she was seeing black the next hit was to her head. The next thing she knew she was looking into a pair of familiar brown hues, She groaned as she was no longer hung up with chains on, she looked around, and her vision blurry. "Am I dead?" she choked out, making out a face ... a scent..., she breathed it in a smile forming on cracked bloodied lips as she coughed up some blood. "I must be .. heaven," she mumbled, they wouldn't let her back in would they? she had not seen her home in centuries, no she couldn't be here... She shook her head multiple times and then looked up once more blinking rapidly, it wasn't in her head she was here with her, she had killed the demon, she had saved her. "no..no .. you have to go... leave me Sonny they will come.." she coughed up trying to scramble to her feet to ready herself to defend them from oncoming demons, if she had to she'd blow herself up. "GO NOW."

based off of this post : making it an open starter instead of individual ones! also leaving the monster choice up to you! shifter, demon, werewolf, vampire, ect.

the  last  sonny  has  seen  the  other  was  about  a  week  ago  when  they  stopped  by  the  safehouse.  and  then...  radio  silence.  she  was  used  to  everyone  coming  in  and  out  and  being  gone  for  awhile.  but  something  didn't  feel  right.  her  gut  telling  her  that  something  was  wrong.  even  dialing  their  number  and  nothing.  it  would  ring  and  ring  until  eventually  would  go  straight  to  voicemail.

now  here  she  was.  after  doing  research  on  the  hunt,  she  figured  out  what  she  was  dealing  with.  finding  their  hideout  and  making  her  way  over.  should  she  have  gone  alone?  of  course  not.  but  sonny  was  used  to  hunting  by  herself,  so  it  wasn't  anything  new.  however,  she  remained  careful  as  she  snuck  inside.  weapon  at  hand,  quiet  steps  as  she  made  her  way  further  into  the  dark.  killing  in  silence  one  by  one  that  was  also  there  to  cause  trouble.  bodies  dropping,  but  making  sure  no  attention  was  pulled.

the  further  she  got,  she  was  soon  able  to  find  the  other's  hands  chained  up  to  a  pipe,  looking  battered  and  bruised.  anger  fueling  inside  of  her.  remaining  hidden  as  the  monster  did  its  usual  dialogue  and  boy...  did  monsters  love  listening  to  themselves  speak.  only  then  she  snuck  up  behind.  no  remorse,  no  hesitation,  she  shot  both  legs  then  the  shoulder  and  watched  them  drop  in  agony.  leaning  down  to  their  level,  she  gripped  the  shoulder,  pressing  onto  the  wound,  "don't  worry,  i'll  make  this  slow  for  you."  while  it  bled,  unable  to  move,  sonny  took  the  opportunity  to  unlock  the  other,  helping  them  down  as  she  examined  them  carefully,  "okay,  let's  sit  you  down  first,  okay?"  eyes  once  filled  with  anger,  turned  to  concern.  only  for  a  short  moment  as  she  got  the  other  to  sit  before  turning  back  to  the  monster  that  took  them.  eyes  back  to  anger.  "remember  when  i  said  i  would  make  it  slow?  i  changed  my  mind.  can't  have  you  running."  with  that,  she  killed  the  monster.

[imagine-lcorp]

No Light, No Light (One Shot)

A/N: Helloooooo agaaain, my lovely dears! It’s been a while, uh? Did ya miss me? I know i’ve missed you! I’m really sorry about the big unannounced hiatus, I just gotta say things happened and well, that’s life. Does that mean I’m back? Kinda, and let’s hope. Meanwhile, pls enjoy this little piece of work, inpired by my fave band F+TM and the song with the same title, go listen to it!! I hope you like it and as always, tell me what you think, come say hello, and update me on what’s been happening with y’all. Love you my dears!! Ive not forgotten about u!!  

Lena Luthor x R//Word Count: 1,634 -------------------------------------------------

There is a darkness inside of every person.

A darkness, so hidden and so deep, that once freed devastates everything in its path.

Darkness that turns gentle hands into steel claws and baby blue eyes into violent light, tinted in red.

You remember seeing it once before. A symbol of bravery and hope turning into the city's worst nightmare in the blink of an eye. All good deeds suddenly forgotten and replaced by immeasurable fear. Something you never imagined to ever live it in the flesh.

You wonder how long it has been nesting in her heart as she grabs you by the collar of your uniform and pins you against the wall, threatening to crush your ribs and squeeze your heart if she so desires. But you would be fooling yourself if you pretended not to know the answer.

That's when you think about her. Her green eyes, her playful smile, her soft touch. If these are to be your final moments, you may as well go with a hint of paradise in your mind, instead of the hell that rages behind those eyes.

"You really thought I wasn't going to notice you?" Kara holds your sniper gun with her other hand and smiles. "I could hear your heart beating since you arrived here."

Her hold on you gets a bit too tight for your liking and you hold onto her arm. Your mortal hands can't do anything against her grip and, while feeling your heartbeat hard against your ribcage, you silently course your tell-tale heart.

She moves her head closer to you, a predatory look in her eyes which glow red behind blue irises.

"You should have pulled the trigger when you had the chance." She closes her fingers around your gun, crushing it in half and tossing it to the floor.

She's right.

J'onn had tried to warn you and if Alex had known before she would have given the order too. Now there's no escape and you don't believe you have enough time for a miracle to happen.

"Yeah." You respond with a hoarse voice. "I should have."

By the expression in her face you know you should have regretted your words.

You shouldn't be playing. Daring her in a moment when the word friend has lost all meaning. Hell, you're not even sure if you were even friends to start with. Otherwise, you think, how could this be so easy for her? How could it had been so easy for her before?

The comms in your ear turn on without a warning and her voice it's the only thing that stops your mind from sinking into less grateful memories.

"(Y/N)?" Lena calls you, and you wish you could die with that sound echoing in your ears. Your name in her mouth, even with the evident concern, is the chorus of an angel.

It takes a second for that image to shatter as Kara hears it too and you can tell, by the smirk that her lips draw, she's going to enjoy what comes next. The alarms in your head go off, whatever she's planning, it's nothing good.

"Len-" You try to warn her but the pressure you felt a second ago crushing your chest is now threatening to squash your throat.

Kara's fingers are wrapped around your neck, pulling you up from below your jaw with enough force you have to stand on your toes. You have no other option but to strengthen your grip on her arm, that if you don't want to lose your head.

With her free hand, Kara reaches your ear and pulls your comms out to put them in her own ear.

"Hey, Lena."

On the other side Lena freezes, not expecting her to answer. It takes a moment to imagine the smirk on Kara's face. That smile she used to love, now twisted and dangerous like shark teeth, ready to draw blood.

"Kara, stop. Don't hurt her." Lena pleads.

"Hurt her? No, of course not. We're just talking." Kara turns to look at you, the smile still on her face as she takes the comms and moves them closer to you for a moment. "Wanna talk to your girlfriend?"

You want to scream.

"Sorry." Kara responds after watching you struggle with her hand constricting around your neck. "Seems like she can't talk right now."

"Kara, please, this isn't you. You were poisoned with red kryp-"

"This isn't me?" Kara cuts in. "Maybe this is who I've always been."

Fear comes crawling up your throat as she takes a step back and looks at you.

"I'm one of the most powerful beings on this earth and I had to make herself small for you, so you would accept me, love me. I've spent my life pleasing you just so I could get the scraps. Well, I'm sick of it." You see the moment realization dawns on her. "Maybe I just needed a little push to help me see it."

Her eyes suddenly ignite with a new light, like a spark at the end of a dynamite stick. It leaves you breathless, even more than her hand around your neck.

"Maybe that's what we all need."

You feel some relief as your feet finally touch the ground, letting you rest for moment before she stars to drag you like a ragdoll across the roof.

"I want it all, Lena, not just the scraps."

You're sure Lena is still trying to convince her she isn't like this. That she must stop whatever she's about to do and to please, please, not hurt you in any way. You also know it's of no use as you reach the edge of the building.

Kara lets go of your neck, and you stumble backwards. She grabs you once again by the collar and another playful smile appears on her face, delighting on your fear as you hold onto her for dear life.

By pure instinct, you turn your head right and left, trying to catch a glimpse of what is happening around. From the corner of your eye, you can see the chaos that reigns below in the streets. Down there, you can hear the sirens of police cars and ambulances rushing to help the people of National City.

There are little fires everywhere and no one can seem to put them out.

You remember the fight that caused it all, J'onn and Alex doing their best to keep the Girl of Steel at bay. You saw it all as you looked through your scope, waiting for their signal. When J'onn couldn't move anymore and Alex became paralyzed, not wanting to fight her own sister, you knew you should have moved your finger. Kara's words come to your mind, you should have pulled the trigger when you had the chance.

Now, it is too late for any of you. There's nothing left but the void of the fall that surely awaits once Kara is done with you.

"Poor Lena, always having to rescue you. I always wondered if she ever got tired of that." She raises a brow at you, taking your comms off her ear and finally tossing them to the ground. She doesn't need to listen to Lena now. "Wouldn't it be better if she didn't have to worry about you anymore?"

"She wouldn't worry if you weren't out your mind." You dare, trying to keep your voice from trembling.

"Out of my mind? No, (Y/N), I've never been as lucid as I am right now. I want what's best for Lena. Obviously that isn't you."

"You think it's you?"

"I know I am." The smirk comes back to her lips. "Otherwise, why would she have been with me when she was still with you?"

Rage breaks into you as you realize the meaning of her words. Your hands, wrapped around her arm, hold tighter.

"Oh, she never told you?" She scoffs, feeling like she has already conquered the world. "Then let me tell you, I think you deserve the truth."

The anger is visible in your features as Kara pulls you towards her, keeping you away from the edge just long enough to spill her bane.

"Remember our little mission in the North Pole? When Lena and I got stuck in the Fortress and you were so far away with the team that you couldn't reach us? Well, as you know, I was having a bit of trouble with my powers and while we waited for you, we had to find other ways to keep us warm. If you know what I mean."

Against your will, you remember.

You remember it all.

"I know."

Some of your anger fades. This is a battle you won't let her win.

"I've always known."

Your answer takes her by surprise.

Time stops for a moment, giving you two a second to really look into each other. No more lies, no more pretenses.

"After that mission, it was obvious. Lena never talked about it more than necessary and you avoided the conversation entirely. You couldn't even look me in the eyes."

How different those eyes were from the ones that look at you now.

"It was all the same to me."

The rest of the world fades as you look at each other and your revelation comes out of your lips.

"'Cause, in the end, Lena still chose me."

She chose me instead of you, you want to say.

You think about her once more. Her eyes, her smile, her touch. Her love. Kara frowns as the darkness comes creeping once again behind those baby blue eyes.

"And now she can choose better."

The void behind your back grows claws ready to pull you down, and the light fades as you feel that final push on your chest.

[devildomdisaster]

Idk if you read Lore Olympus but chapter 129 gave me an angsty request idea.

So Persephone, who’s the goddess of spring, goes into a hibernation-like state and when her emotions go out of control, she ends up growing her hair really long and her body sprouts a lot of plants from her; to the point of covering her and whatever area she’s in with her plants.

So I would like to request head cannons of the Brothers reacting to an MC who gets really sad whenever the brothers insult or threaten them and after several weeks of being berated by demons it causes MC to shut down and go to their room but mistakes a comfort spell with a plant curse that causes their hair and plants to grow continuously long. The plants fill up MC’s room and while they would normally be surprised at the mistake, they don’t care any more. They allow the plants to to grow, even wrap around their neck and body, and hopes the curse kills them off before the brothers notice as they go in the “hibernation” stage of the curse (The curse causes the victim to grow a lot of plants and vines from their body until they die, which can take a few days).

I’m sorry for being so long and descriptive, I just wanna see the Bros panic and feel guilty that MC felt pushed to do this to themselves but I understand if you don’t want to do it

I don't read Lore Olympus but you described the situation really well so I hope this is something close to what you wanted.

Comfort spell gone wrong

Lately, nothing seemed to be good enough for the demons. No matter what you did one of them would find something to berate you for.

“Mc, your grades are subpar even for an exchange student. You’ll have to try harder in order to not be a disappointment to Diavolo and myself.” Lucifer warned over breakfast.

“Mc, you burned dinner. You should learn to be a better cook.” Beel grumbled. As if you had ever seen any of these ingredients before ending up in the Devildom.

Even Mammon seemed to be in a particularly unpleasant mood. A never-ending string of complaints about how hard it is to protect an ordinary human. “Geez, you’re such a hassle human.”

Taking refuge in the library to study and to give Mammon a break from you proved disastrous and nearly deadly. Somehow you’d managed to spill your cup of tea all over an old somewhat rare text after Asmo had barged in and startled you. Your string of bad luck continued when Satan rounded the corner and saw the soggy tea-stained pages you’d been trying to decipher. In his fit of rage, he’d called you several unpleasant names and asked if you were “capable of doing anything right or if all humans are as stupid as you?” You’d left as quickly as you were able to avoid any more of his wrath.

No matter where you went you kept walking in on Belphie napping and without fail he’d say something nasty to you, that would make tears burn the backs of your eyes.

Levi had angrily called you a “useless normie,” who he wished would “never come back.” and had pushed you from his room with a slam of his door.

Even Asmo who usually just ignored you when he was upset found every reason imaginable to critique your every aspect. Physical and personality. Not a single one of which made you feel any more than worthless.

So was it any wonder when at the end of a long week you’d locked yourself in your room and decided to try that comfort spell you’d heard Solomon talking about? It seemed simple enough. But then your tears had blurred your vision as you’d recited the words and your Latin was still shaky at best. But it was just a few lines! And there was no way you were going to go to one of the brothers for comfort when they had seemed perfectly happy to make you miserable for the last few weeks.

You’d read the spell aloud and curled up hoping that the spell would kick in and you’d feel even just the slightest bit better. The blinding green light and sudden drop in energy was the first and only warning the spell had gone wrong. But being new to magic meant it still sapped your energy, so you didn’t stop to think something might be wrong. By the time you realized what was happening, everything was out of control. Plants had begun to sprout from your skin and the floor around you, growing and growing. With each inch they grew you felt your exhaustion creep up and consume you. You were just so tired. Your eyes fluttered closed. This was wrong! You forced your eyes open again. You need to fix this. The spell! But a short nap wouldn’t hurt, would it? You’d have more energy after you woke up. Then you could go get one of the brothers. Satan would know how to fix this. Or Lucifer! He’d clean the spell up easily. Yes, after you woke up…

Lucifer hadn’t seen you all weekend. He figures you’re most likely studying. But you don’t show up for meals and none of his brothers have seen you either… and oh Diavolo! He can feel the spell from the dining room. How did he not notice sooner? The cold pulling sensation of the spell, like it was sucking the warmth and life from its surroundings.

When Lucifer reaches your door Mammon is already there. Knocking and shouting for you, but there's no answer. He all but breaks your door down, his brothers behind him, and finds you at the center of the spell. Unresponsive and covered in the plants using your energy to grow. The plants had begun climbing up the walls and twisting through your hair, sending out snow-white flowers.

“Beel! Don’t!” Lucifer warns as Beel reaches out to pull a handful of plants from you. “We don’t know what did this and what will happen to Mc if we just rip the spell off like that.”

“Lucifer, Mc did this to themself,” Satan points to the open spellbook. “It looks like they got a comfort spell mixed up.”

Fortunately, your last tired thoughts were correct and Lucifer is able to break the spell quickly. You wake surrounded by the brothers.

Lucifer:

All this happened for a comfort spell? Because you didn’t feel like you could come to him, to any of them?

He’s so sorry Mc. Enough that as he leans down to pick you up out of the mess of withering plants you can feel tears fall onto your face.

“Nothing I did was good enough for you Lucifer. Any of you. I just wanted to feel… I just wanted-”

His heart breaks when he realizes this is his brother’s fault, his fault. “You are always good enough, Mc. Much more than I could ever ask you to be, and if I ever made you feel like you weren't. No, the fact that I made you feel like you weren’t, means I have been truly terrible.”

You’re choking back your own tears now and you curl further into his arms as he carries you down the hall. “You said I was a disappointment.”

“My dear Mc, you have never been, nor could you ever be a disappointment to me. Forgive me for ever making you feel as if you were.”

Lucifer takes you to his bathroom and draws you a bath to wash away the last of the plant matter from your body.

Afterward, he’ll bring you anything you ask for. He wants to wrap you in his arms but doesn’t want to push you, so he asks softly if he can hold you.

He’ll spend weeks trying to make this up to you, even after you forgive him, he’ll be sure to tell you how much he loves you more often than he did before.

Mammon:

Shit human! Why didn’t you come to him? He loves you so much and oh. He made you feel like a burden.

How could he be so stupid when he knows how his brothers make him feel?

Mammon begs for your forgiveness in front of all his brothers.

“Please can ya forgive me? I never meant to make ya feel like a burden. You're the only human I- I want to protect you Mc. I’m so sorry.”

Mammon helps you up and since your room is covered in plants he offers to let you sleep in his room for the night.

He wraps you in blankets and brushes the hair from your face with trembling fingertips.

There are still a few stubborn leaves sticking to your face and in your hair so Mammon takes a warm washcloth and wipes them from your face before gently untangling the plants from your hair.

You’ll be getting little gifts and tokens of mammon’s affections for the foreseeable future.

Levi:

He threw you out of his room when you came to him for comfort and the guilt at seeing you almost die because of it is eating him alive.

He feels frozen

Maybe you would be better off without an otaku shut-in like him. He starts avoiding you like the plague.

You start to think that Levi is so disgusted with the fact that you did that spell that he doesn’t want anything to do with you anymore.

Despite this Levi still checks up on you. He wants to know that you are ok, he just does it without you knowing.

He’ll ask his brothers about you and discreetly glance at you during meals to make sure you’re eating enough and look healthy.

A few days later when your favorite and manga anime start showing up outside your door you confront Levi. “Are you mad at me? Do you just not want to be around me after what happened? Levi, I miss you!”

He is shook, and he can’t believe he messed up so badly.

He’s happy that he can invite you to hang out again, and he makes sure to spend long nights gaming or watching movies with you until you fall asleep against him. He’ll even stutter out how much he treasures his time with you, blushing fiercely all the while.

Satan:

Satan feels anger swell up inside him. How could he have let this happen? How could no one have seen how upset you were?

Once the spell has been dissolved he is at your side instantly. Brushing vines from your skin. His fingers are shaking in anger but his touch is so gentle.

When both you and your room are cleaned up Satan sits at your bedside, book in hand, reading to you.

He just wants to be close to you now. He wants you to know how much he cares about you but is still too worked up to get his thoughts out properly.

Eventually, his thoughts calm and he stops reading in the middle of a sentence. “Mc, I am so sorry. I never meant to make you feel unwanted. Every day I spend with you is infinitely better than a day without you. I know the spell was a mistake but… we almost lost you. I almost lost you.”

He wants to talk about what pushed you to do this. He won’t push but he really does think that he will be better able to help you if he understands.

Satan makes sure to spend more time with you from now on. He makes a conscious effort to check his temper at the door and be with you when you need him.

Sometimes he’ll just read to you until one of you confides in the other in quiet voices.

Asmo:

As you blink your eyes open Asmo gently brushes some plants from your cheek.

You are so pale and his heart breaks as you flinch away from him. You feel like a mess and you know you must look like one too so curl your body away from him trying to hide. Trying to avoid his critical gaze.

This is the moment Asmo knows he screwed up.

He draws his hand back, for a moment, before reaching out to you again. Cupping your cheek and wiping your tears away with perfectly manicured hands.

Lucifer has him take you to his bathroom to clean up while the rest of the brothers work to clear the plants from your room.

Asmo is quiet for a long while as he untangles plants from your hair.

“You’re so loved, Mc,” he says softly. “You are.” he insists when you shake your head no.

“More than you could ever know, and it’s our fault for not telling you. My fault for not making you feel worthy.”

After this incident, Asmo wants to make sure you know how beautiful you are. He starts self-care days once a week that soon turn into whole family affairs. Each week different combinations of his brother attend and you all work to pamper each other.

Asmo makes sure nothing like this happens again, he never wants to be part of the reason you feel unloved ever again.

Beel:

At first, Beel thinks you did this on purpose. Once the brothers realize you messed up the spell he is less angry but no less distraught.

Once you wake up, he wants to take you to get desserts. He’s heard humans eat Chocolate/ other sweets to feel better. And this makes sense to him, food does make everything better.

But you don’t want to go to Madam Screams or the kitchen to make your own. You’re still so tired. Not to mention embarrassed that you screwed the spell up this bad.

And now they are all staring at you like they care so much when none of them had any time to notice how they were making you feel before.

When you become unresponsive to the brother’s questions and apologies Beel scoops you up in his arms and walks away with you.

Something about the way he holds you close to his chest and his warmth causes you to finally let go.

You bury your face in his shirt to muffle your crying.

“I just… I felt so alone! And… I...but no one” you gasp out shakily between sobs.

Beel soothes you with soft murmuring as he gently cards his fingers through your hair and strokes down your back.

Once your crying quiets he starts to speak “Don’t do that again. You can always come to me Mc. I’m so sorry you felt like you couldn’t”

Belphie:

Belphie thinks it’s a joke at first. “Man, how could they mess up this bad?”

Then he sees Lucifer’s panicked expression and it hits him how serious this is.

Belphie is immediately by your side. Hands frantically feeling your wrist for a pulse.

After Lucifer breaks the spell and your eyes flutter open Belphie is filled with relief until a wave of guilt washes through him.

He can’t believe he fucked up so badly again. Sure this time he didn’t directly cause you physical harm, but he did play a role in causing you to almost die again.

“I am so very sorry Mc, I never meant to hurt you.”

He does everything he can think of to make it up to you. Anything you ask him for, as long as it’s within his power, is yours. No questions asked.

He asks permission just to hold your hand for weeks afterward as if he thinks you’ll come to your senses and decide you don’t want anything to do with him.

He wants to comfort you so bad.

To make sure you don’t feel like this again Belphie pulls you away to nap with him as often as he can get away with it. Most likely only a few times a week (much less often than he would like). Sometimes he uses this time just to talk with you. Others you really do nap, and Belphie curls himself around you. Occasionally he enters your dreams while you nap together to make sure no nightmares can touch you.

[l-r-christian]

Title: 'Tied to one' part four

Summary: The siblings had learned that a witch had rewrote their soul strings mean while Mikael had went after Freya and Y/N as Hayley's misdeeds are undone. Would the siblings forgive her? Or lose Elijah forever?

Warnings: Angst like a lot of it, Angry Mikaelsons. Loss of a unborn child, Violence, Y/N being a badass

A/N: I noted that I kinda made this part every long too. So it makes me wonder do guys like it when I do long parts when doing series? Let me know ☺

Elijah and Klaus kept Hayley close as they walked though the Ninth ward and they couldn't help but notice it was quite. Then they heard screaming and smelled burning of wood and they went to see what was happening with the witches as they hadn't done a trial in so long.

"They are doing a witch trial." Rebekah whispered as they watched witches dragging out another witch that crying and Hayley knew who the witch as she was the one that did the spell that rewrote the soul string.

"Please, don't do this! Please, I beg of the Ancestors! I don't want to die!" The witch shouted as they tied the sobbing witch to a stake. And Elijah held Hayley back from rushing forward to try and save the witch.

"Hayley, we not stop this. Davina is Regent and we agreed to not enter witches affairs."

"Regent, her rights?"

"Annilse for rewriting soul strings and going against the Ancestors. Your punishment is death as you have brought danger to all Nine covens. Your last words?" Davina asked holding up a torch of fire as the witch swallowed her sobs and decided if she was going down she was taking Hayley with her.

"Yes, my Regent. Hayley Marshall, Queen and Alpha of Crescent wolf pack had me do the spell for her own personal gain! The Original soulmate is a witch!" The witch cried out shocking the witches and they whispered among themselves as Elijah let Hayley go. A heartbreak settled over the siblings as Hayley looked at them teary eyed the sound of a burning witch echoed out and the thought of this witch dying because of Hayley hit the siblings with guilt at slowly crawled up their backs.

"She is lying."

"Hayley, we have lived long enough to know that one on their death bed has no reason to lie. Once we find our mother you will explain yourself." Elijah said rather coldly walking pass the female hybrid as the others glared at her following Elijah.

At the Abattoir Freya was helping Y/N with spell to find out what was wrong with her soul strings as both were getting along. Freya found the young witch adorable believe she was a good fit for Finn as they bonded over her possible niece or nephew that Y/N carried.

"It seems my soul string to Finn is pure but it is also saying the other four."

"Impossible, Hayley is their soulmate." Freya said frowning looking over Y/N's shoulder looking at the paper seeing the names of her siblings written our elegantly.

"I knew something was wrong but this magic is to much for me to reverse." Y/N said as Freya smiled taking her hand.

"Don't worry I'll fix it for you, dear Y/N."

"NIKLAUS! Come out a face, you mistake of a man!" Y/N and Freya heard Mikael yell as the witches looked at one another before headed out to the catwalk seeing the vampire standing there. Mikael looked up seeing the witches smirking at them which made Y/N shiver at his dark look.

"Ah my traitorous daughter and the tainted soulmate. Niklaus left you both unprotected."

"I am not a traitor for protecting my siblings from you father. I don't need Nik to protect us." Freya said glaring at her father as Y/N swallowed watching Freya use her magic against Mikael. It was a bloody fight with Freya drawing the most blood from Mikael as Y/N watched Freya fall feeling drained.

"Y/N run!" Freya shouted as the witch didn't need to be told twice and took off running with Mikael close behind. Y/N yelped feeling Mikael grab her by the neck and the witch stabbed his side fighting back as much as she could.

"So the abomination is having another child? How much would it kill him to lose you both?" Mikael said having pinned Y/N to the floor as her heart raced unable to speak as the vampire had his hand around her thoat. Panic and fear filled Y/N feeling Mikael's hand on her abdomen making her struggle to get free when pain shot though her as she let out a pain fill scream and Freya trying to make her way to them both.

"Shame to lose something so lovely."

"Shame....you'll....be enslaved.....monster." Y/N coughed up blood and before Mikael could kill her. The witch smashed a small bottle against the vampire's head and said a quick spell under her breath as Mikael fell over unconscious then rolled over whimpering curling into herself trying to stop the bleeding.

"I can't believe you!" Rebekah growled angrily as they entered the Abattoir unable to find Esther and Hayley was about to apologize again but Elijah stopped her seeing Freya up on the catwalk hurt. The scent of blood hit their noses as Elijah bit into his wrist to heal Freya.

"Y/N......father.....witch room." Freya rasped out before letting Elijah heal her while both Finn and Klaus rushed to the room seeing the two. Mikael was still unconscious as Y/N was curled in a ball crying and Finn went went to his soulmate while Klaus went to Mikael.

"Darling, shhhhh I'm here here now."

"I'm sorry.....I tried." Y/N whimpered burying her face in Finn's neck as both him and Klaus couldn't hear the second heartbeat and realized what she meant.

"Get her clean up brother. I'll take care of this."

A moments later with everyone cleaned up and Freya explained what happened and what she heard. Y/N had her abdomen wrapped with bandage and dressed in one of Finn's shirts as she walked into the den and the rest of Mikaelson was taken back seeing her with a fire in her gorgeous eyes when she walked in.

Mikael stood growling angry at the witch that got of him and surprised to see his second oldest following behind her then moved to attacked the witch to try to use her to get out before anyone could stop him.

"Kneel!" Y/N commanded glaring at the vampire as right away Mikael fell onto one knee shocking the others. Y/N stood in front of Mikael with fiery eyes as to the siblings it was the look of a Queen and to Klaus this was the woman he could see hisself waging a war for.....his true Queen.

"What have you done, witch?"

"My grandmother's old command spell. It only works on vampires and as long as I have this mark," Y/N raised her hand showing what looked like a tattoo of a chain attached to a moon as the same mark was on Mikael's hand, "you cannot hurt me and follow every order I give."

"My my spoken like a true Queen there, love." Klaus says smirking walking behind her placing his hands on her shoulders leaning close to her ear looking at Mikael with a glint in his blue eyes. Klaus was enjoying this a little too much as the others stood by watching.

"Now what does the Queen wish to do?"

"Tell him the truth about the baby." Y/N's words made Klaus smirk darkly looking at Mikael before letting Finn help her sit down and now Mikael was confused as Finn fuzzed over the small witch.

"Well dear father, the baby belonged to Finn here. As it appears that real soulmates are able to have children with vampires." Klaus said still smirking as Mikael look at an angry Finn with a apologetic look on his face as Elijah stepped behind their father snapping his neck letting the body fall.

"He'll come in handy to find mother. Now Hayley what poor dear Annilse said before her death." Klaus said looking at the female hybrid as Freya and Y/N looked confused.

"What is going on?"

"Hayley here had a witch rewrite our soul strings because she wanted Elijah." Kol said as the witches looked at Hayley who looked away ashamed and Y/N stood up teary eyed.

"You took everything from me just so you could have something that wasn't yours?"

"I loved Elijah away before you did! I deserved him no......" Hayley was cut off by Y/N slapping her shocking everyone. Hot tears fell freely down Y/N's face as she glared at Hayley who was holding her cheek. The soul strings that connected the witch to the siblings sparked with color was stronger this time but died out.

"I lost my baby! Finn lost a chance to be a father all because of you! You took everything away from them all because you weren't happy! And I hope you fucking burn." Y/N said leaving the den with Finn following after to comfort her.

"You got an innocent witch killed and my brother lost his child because you loved Elijah? How dare you, Hayley." Freya said walking out to check on Y/N leaving the female hybrid with the other four Mikaelsons. Elijah couldn't look at Hayley as his heart ached and blamed hisself for it all even though it really wasn't his fault and Rebekah covered her mouth as her own tears wetting her cheeks as Kol sat next to her comforting her.

"I'm sorry, if I know this would hap...."

"You wouldn't have done it? If you truly loved Elijah, you would have let him happy like he had done when you married Jackson." Klaus said watching Elijah leave then followed after because he knew guilt was eating away at his brother. Both Rebekah and Kol left also leaving Hayley alone as Mikael wike having heard everything.

"I may be a monster but I wouldn't have never hurt any of my children the way you have hurt Elijah."

Elijah stood in the doorway seeing Y/N laying in bed and swallowing his fear the Original walked inside and sat on the edge of the bed his back to her. Elijah was unable to look at her as his guilt ate away at him. The vampire jumped feeling the witch grab his hand and looked seeing that she laced their fingers together.

"Please don't blame yourself."

"I'm sorry.... I can't help it. I keep wondering if I had just kept my distance from her....to wait for you. Maybe you wouldn't be hurting." Elijah said voice cracking from unshed tears as Y/N rolled onto her back shifting to hold Elijah feeling tears hit her shoulder making her heart break hearing Elijah cry silently into her neck.

"Shhh Eli, I don't blame you." Y/N whispered rubbing his back seeing Finn standing in the doorway and watched him walk in. Finn placed a hand on his brother's back as he sat on the bed while Finn was taken back to when they were children how Elijah looked up to his big brother being comforted by the older Mikaelson when Mikael got to rough with the boy. Both Y/N and Finn calmed Elijah easing his blame away while Freya sat with Davina to undo the spell Hayley had done.

"I can't believe Hayley would do such a thing." Rebekah said huddled in Kol's arms as he was comforting his baby sister still angry that Hayley would do such a thing more so the price of the spell cost an innocent witch's life and Finn's unborn child all because the woman loved Elijah.

"The guilt Elijah will be carrying will crush him." Kol said softly feeling the bed dip with Klaus's weight as their older brother lay a comforting arm over the both.

"Both Finn and Y/N are easing his guilt away."

Morning sunlight shined into the bedroom waking Elijah feeling a body on him making him freeze then relaxed catching Y/N's scent as realized that Hayley wasn't in the bed. Y/N woke yawned and Finn woke also leaning over kissing the witch's head then ruffled Elijah's hair making the noble vampire smile at the familiarly.

"Morning boys." Y/N muttered sitting up with Elijah's help and she frowned feeling the knots in her hair realizing she hadn't wrapped her hair.

"Shower darling, Elijah will help you with your hair." Finn says helping her out of help bed as the sound of everyone moving around reached them. Elijah felt a twinge of familiarly as he did Y/N's hiar helping her put it up into two buns then Elijah helped her get dressed seeing her flinching due to her wound.

"Elijah." Hayley croaked out as the vampire paused seeing the hybrid in Y/N's doorway, Hayley looked a bit like a mess her eyes red and puffy from crying. Elijah looked away from Hayley, his heart squeezing in pain but felt Y/N rub his hand with her thumb.

"I'm going to see Freya and Davina." Y/N said softly leaving the room glaring at Hayley as she passed the hybrid. Hayley moved towards Elijah only for the Original to step back from her and pain flashed in Hayley's eyes looking up at Elijah.

"Elijah....I'm sorry....I didn't....."

"You didn't think this would happen? Hayley, you know more than anyone that all magic comes with a price " Elijah tells Hayley looking at her and Hayley saw the heart break on Elijah's face.

"I....just didn't think this was the price....Elijah, I just wanted you back."

"I'm sorry Hayley....I can't." Elijah says walking pass her not even looking at the woman as fresh tears fell down her face.

"So how do we undo the spell? Also why didn't affect Finn's soul string with Y/N?" Kol asked as everyone was in the room while the three witches stood by a bowl.

"Finn was dead when you met her so the spell couldn't undo their soul string as for undoing the spell. We need your blood then Y/N here to say the spell to unwritten it." Davina explained as everyone did as told then watched the ash gray strings burst with color. The siblings looked at Y/N as everything came back to them.

Rebekah was the first to move hugging Y/N who hugged back as Kol came up behind her hugging them both. Kol buried his face in her neck taking in the witch's scent. Once everyone settled down, they focus on looking for Esther. Mikael had his arms crossed watching his children working out what to do more so how Klaus wanted to make sure that the girls wouldn't get hurt.

"Can I help?" Hayley asked getting the sibling's attention before Klaus allowed her to join as Elijah was cold to her while talking about how to stop Esther. Hayley watched from outside of the gate as the siblings made sure that Y/N and Freya was going to be safe.

"I will be with them. I'll watch over them." Mikael said as the siblings looked at him then left with Hayley. In the den Y/N was writing out a spell in her grimoire as Mikael stood by as Freya stopped watching him.

"I wanted to apologize even though there is no way to undo what I have don. But I was told by Esther that you were the bast....Niklaus's soulmate but I am slowly learning that my anger is driving my children away." Mikael tells Y/N as she looked up at the older vampire seeing he was sincere.

"Thank you, Mikael." Y/N said softly as the vampire sat next to her and Freya smiled walking in with tea and the three enjoyed the quiet. There was a crash and Y/N didn't have to use her command seal as Mikael was quick to protect the witches. It was undead hybrids that Klaus had killed back in Mystic Falls as Y/N and Freya set up spells to help Mikael. When the siblings came home to see Mikael dragging dead bodies as Y/N and Freya was burning the bodies.

"What happen?!"

"Our mother sent your dead hybrids to kill us well more like father."

"You survived Mikael." Esther said glaring at her husband as Mikael glared back as the siblings saw how their father hid Y/N behind him.

"And you almost killed my children's soulmate."

"Since when did you care for the little wench?" Esther said glaring at Y/N believing the little witch stole Finn from her. Mikael growled ready to kill the Original witch when she suddenly fell and Klaus stood smirking.

"Enough of that. Shall we get mother's coffin Elijah?"

"We shall Niklaus." Elijah said smirking seeing the dagger in Esther's back. After placing Esther in a coffin and Freya placed many spells on it so it could never open they placed the coffin behind a brick wall and sealed it up.

"Shall we have a ball? I believe we deserve to celebrate." Klaus said smirking as his siblings chuckled agreeing with him before setting in the den feeling oddly comfortable around Mikael as they planned a ball.