#Don't you know that these are the Sillies!! Why are you trying to apply darker ideas to them?

[some-pers0n]

I think a lot about those couple panels we got of Demo in the first comic. Demoman himself is a character I find to be interesting and really like playing around with more complicated ideas and concepts, so obviously I'm gonna take note when we are handed this on a platter.

It cuts away from a little gag scene to show us that Demo...hasn't exactly been doing the greatest for the last six months. The room is dark. Drinks and snacks litter the floor. It doesn't look like it's been cleaned in weeks.

It's been six months since they were all laid off. The only friend that Demo has now is the Eyelander, who he spends watching soap opreas with nonstop. It's a miserable life from the looks of it. He doesn't seem happy. He's still drunkenly babbling on about how he's been replaced with robots. He's clearly affected by this whole thing, something reaffirmed with the next page where we see this.

Sunken eyes. Stained shirt. Robe. Unkempt beard. Sweatpants. He doesn't look too great. Literally in the next page too we also learn that he's put on some weight (Soldier says: "Hello fat Demoman!") and just...yeah.

There's quite a bit of storytelling here. I don't really wanna brush it off as just: "Oh haha isn't it funny how Demoman is an alcoholic?" because I don't really get that impression here. The only bits of humor is when his mother hits him over the head with a cane because he couldn't hear the doorbell and the Eyelander's quips.

Stuff like this is really interesting to me. It makes me think about Demo's character more, especially when here it's portrayed in a very straightforward way. Demo is drinking away his sorrows. His life doesn't really have a meaning since he lost his job. All he does is drink, eat chips, watch TV, bicker with his talking sword, deal with his mother, then sleep. Rinse and repeat for six months.

[s1llynjury]

Make-up time! ★ Hobie x gn! reader ★

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this is just a silly idea that I had in my mind for quite a while, just Hobie and the reader doing eachothers make-up, that's it😔 (it get a little suggestive at one point, but really nothing much, as always thanks everyone for reading this and have a good day🫶

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"Hey now, stay still, will you?" Hobie grumbles, feigning annoyance despite the little grin to his lips. "Well, I'm getting bored here, and if you're not able to also entertain me then you're just a bad make-up artist" you quip back as your legs keep slightly dangling from your seat. "Oi! That's just straight up nonsense there!" He responds and also eliciting a little giggle from you for the playful banter that you two were keeping up for quite a while now.

People had always complimented you for your make-up skills, in your opinion it had never been anything too grand, you just really like a good colourful eye look with a big bat wing eyeliner: you were pretty used to it, but nonetheless always appreciated the praises, especially Hobie's ones. With him always telling you how he envied your steady hand and the precision in your eye make-up: so when all of the sudden he asked for you to do his make-up you were quite delighted, taking the opportunity to offer him to do each others make-up. So now you were waiting, for what felt an exhausting amount of time, him to finish doing your make-up.

"How long will it take? I'm getting impatient to see the result..." you whined. You don't really know why, but the thought of doing this with him was kinda exciting, it was a lovely way to spend some quality time together, and having his pretty face all to yourself to experiment was exhilarating. "Aye aye, I'll be finished soon... this brush must be broken or something, it's so hard to blend with it..." Hobie keeps grumbling as his eyebrows furrow a little, his overly focused and slightly annoyed expression is rather adorable.

"Huh? No it's not broken, I use that brush everyday and mind you, it works just fine with me." You respond while still keeping the same playful tone. "Yeah whatever you say...here, I'm all finished with my art!" he suddendly announces as he pulls back from you to admire your face before handing you a mirror while also looking pretty proud of himself.

"Oh...! It's, well...it's pretty..." oh indeed, it was bad. Beyond bad. "Yeah no, you could not sound less convincing, it's not even that bad...is it?" he asks, trying to look unfazed, but you can tell from his posture that he wasn't expecting for that reaction, "Now don't get me wrong... when you said you were struggling with blending it I didn't think you were struggling this bad..." you say, always keeping the light and joking tone. "But I gladly appreciate the effort, I can tell you really put...um, something in this..." he simply bursts into an heartfelt laugh. "Well now... I promised you the truly punk style, I never said I was actually good at it."

Your eyes were completely covered of messy applied and not that too much blended black eyeshadow: there was an actual attempt of doing... something, with the eye contour darker in comparison to the rest of the eyelid, but still it wasn't a look you'd usually go for. "I'm just surprise you can actually pull off this look pretty good whenever you do your own make-up..." you respond to him as you lay the mirror on the bed next to you, "Well, I guess it's your turn now to get dolled up!" you announce as a little grin of excitment forming to your lips. "Oh yeah, finally the good part!" Hobie suddenly looks unexpectedly giddy, as if he waited for a very long time for the possibility of having you putting make-up on him.

He sits in front of you, his back straightened up while you look in the bag where you keep all your make-up things, with him patiently waiting. "Now... I'm no make-up expert, ok? So don't get your hopes too high... Close your eyes for me..." you keep talking as you start to apply a light shade of concealer to his eyelids. You wanted to do something really colourful, something that really had to pop off, so a proper base was necessary, especially with such a dark skin as his. "Don't care, I know you're good at it, and that you'll do an exceptional job." he closes his eyes as he reassures you, a genuinely smile tugging to his lips. "Hm, so you're supposed to have quite the light hand when doing this? Makes sense..." he observes, seeming a bit surprised by how delicate you are with your actions. "Well, the eyes and eyelids are quite delicate... actually tell me if I'm being too heavy handed or if I'm hurting you, I've never put make-up on anyone else but me..." you murmured before leaning back to look at one of your colourful palettes.

"Don't worry, so far you're doing just fine. Now, why don't you tell me what's the idea for your big masterpiece, hm?" Hobie asks jokingly as he slightly opens his eyes to look at you. "To be honest I don't know, I don't have any particular plans usually, I just do what feels right." you respond, trying to decide what colours you could use on him, "Hmm... tell me a colour," you tell him as you look up at him again, "Nah, you choose, I'm sure whatever you pick it'll be great." such a response just made you snort a little in feigned frustration. "Fine, then you'll get my killer combo: pink and green!" you announce as you stand up to get another palette that has an extensive amount of shimmering eyeshadows, you always used them for your eye lights. "Pink and green? That... sounds interesting." Hobie responded as his eyes follow your movements. "It'll be great...you know that's my favourite colour combo!" you say excitingly while you sit back in front of him as the brush in your hand was already picking up the hot pink pigment. "You got me in a good mood, so I'll put my very best into this!" you continue as you start gently applying the powder on his left eyelid.

A few moments of silence pass before you start to softly hum a melody, after a moment Hobie follows you by reaching to gently tap his fingers on your thighs, following the rhythm of yous hums.

"Hey..." you start to talk again after some time as you're already doing his right eye to match the other. "What?" Hobie responded promptly, with a little smirk to his lips as his eyes remained closed. "You know, I always think about this, but I think I've never actually told you... but your eyes are really pretty," you hear an immediate snort from him while he slightly opened his eyes as you leaned back to switch palettes. "Aye, what now?" his tone hold a genuine hint of surprise. "Why are you looking at me like that? It's true... your eyes are pretty, and I like them..." You mumble quietly as you look down to the palette in your hands, you had already switched the brush for a smaller one, the soft round tip already picking up the shimmery powder. Hobie let out a little chuckle before one of his hands moves to you chin, tilting it up, forcing you to look at him. "Sorry, I didn't expect it, but I quite appreciate the compliment, thank you, my love...really."

The intimacy of his gesture was enough to make your heart flutter, so having him leaning closer, the teasing yet sincerity in his words, and how he was looking at you, it definitely was all having quite an impact on you, more than the faint heat reaching your cheeks could show. Still, you were there on a mission... maybe not, but you were serious on doing a proper job, so no distractions, at least not for now.

You clear your throat a little before straightening your back again. "Well, you're welcome... now returning to more important things... I need to finish your eyes' corners," your tone was quiet, while you lean again to keep working on his eyes. "After this I just need to do your eyeliner and then we're finished." The hand under your chin slipped once again to lay on your thigh as he hummed at your statement. "And you're doing the double thing?" He asked, the excitement back into his voice. "Yeah, I'm doing the double batwing," you respond, your fluster almost gone as you just couldn't help but find endearing how he was still eager in having you doing his make-up.

"Okay okay... we're ready for the good part," you announce with a big smile as you were already looking at the few eyeliners you own to decide which one to use. "Now...you have to keep your eyes open, I need you to look directly at me so that I can be precise, ok?" you inform him as you unscrew the cap of your eyeliner, ready to use it: but then you raise your head and notice something. Usually whenever you did your eyeliner you would get as near as possible to the mirror, placing her hand on her face for stability, but now you two were sitting in front of eachother; there was way too much space in between for you to actually work. "Wait a minute..." You mumble before closing the eyeliner again and standing up, you walk in front of him, thinking about doing his eyeliner while standing up, but soon abandon the idea, it'd be way too uncomfortable.

"What's the problem, love?" Hobie asks softly. You look at him again, admiring how good he looks with all that shimmery eyeshadow. "No... I was just thinking about how can I get real close to you... so that I can have a proper look and do the best eyeliner I can..." you say as if it was the worst thing in the world, which it wasn't, but you really wanted to do a good job, so it was affecting you more than how it should have. "Oh, is just that? I have an idea to resolve it." Hobie responds with a little lopsided grin forming to his lips.

"Well, I can definitely have a better look like this... I guess..." your initial confusion disappeared really quickly when you saw him just getting more comfortable on the bed and tapping on himself to signal you to get on top of him. So now you were there, shifting a little to get in a comfortable position to lean closer to his face. "Okay then, guess we'll set for this..." you say, the hesitation from the bashfulness clear as day, "Aye, I should definitely ask for you to do my make-up more often from now on!" Hobie retorts teasingly, with his usual shit eating grin that sometimes made you just want to punch him. You open the eyeliner again, ready to finally do the first streak, when you suddenly feel his hands sneaking on your hips. "What's the matter, love?" he asks, knowing full well the reason of the faint blush getting to your cheeks. "Nothing, of course... you look at me while I do the eyeliner, so I don't risk doing it wonky." you respond, not wanting to give him the satisfaction,at least not vocally, of his teasing, which was clearly working anyway.

You start to do your magic, shifting from one eye to the other for each singular stroke: it was the best way to get both of the wings right the first go in your opinion. You are now starting to fill the first wing, already thinking about asking him to close his eyes so you can pass the eyeliner on his eyelid, when you finally notice how intensely he's actually looking at you. "Everything alright? You look surprised." Hobie asks quietly as you stopped for a short moment. "Huh? No, I mean... 's all good." You mumble, feeling his hands creeping upwards to your waist. "You sure? You look a bit flushed." He keeps going, with the same tantalising tone, which gave away that he is doing it on purpose, actively searching for a reaction out of you. "Yeah... I'm good." you keep up your bravado up, even knowing that it wasn't fooling him one bit. "You know, dove... I really like how you look when you're all concentrated, especially if it's me getting all your attention." His grin is just growing wider at this point, with him knowing full well the effect he's having on you, his slender fingers squeezing your waist ever so slightly: it was a sweet and teasing reminder of how close you two actually are.

"Hmm, I'm just focusing...to do a good eyeliner, 's nothing special, really..." your tone was awfully quiet now. "Maybe nothing special, but I definitely find it quite sexy." that sentence must had quite an effect on your face expression, since Hobie couldn't help himself but to burst into an heartful chuckle. Your instinct, before you completely forget about it, tells you to close your eyeliner bottle. Hobie notices this little action before getting a firmer grip on your waist and pulling you closer to him, just that bit enough to persuade you in leaning in to eventually let your lips gently collide. It's a sweet and tender kiss, a little reminder of the love and care you two had for eachother.

You weren't against physical touch as a love language, quite on the contrary, sometimes you could even get very touchy-feely, on the point of definetely becoming annoying, but there was just something about Hobie's attitude when he actively engaged in physical touch, it made you always look for something more; and he was more than happy to accommodate. Even now, as he gently pushes in a deeper kiss, you just oblige, letting your tongues interlock in one another, in a slow and sensual dance. His hands return back to your hips, with a more purposeful touch now, you can't contain the low humming back in you throat as you keep kissing eachother.

Wait, no. It's not the time. That's what you think as you abruptly pull back from him, and lightly slap his chest. "I-it's not time for that, not now at least!" you grumble before taking a deep breath to ground yourself a bit. "Time for what? I don't know what you're talking about," is all that Hobie responds you with, wearing always the same smile that you hated so much. "Yeah, of course! You poor and mindless guy! Of course you don't know what I'm talking about...now close your eyes so that I can finish the lids." you grumble, swiftly changing the subject back to what you two were doing originally. "Aye aye, captain!" your lover responds jokingly while closing his eyes, but his grin still never leaving him, knowing how flustered you are from his doing.

"Ok! All done!" you announce, promptly getting off of him and immediately searching for the mirror as to not being too close to him and let your fluster wear off a little. "Good, can't wait to see the result!" Hobie says, with a more relaxed smile on his face now. You take the mirror in hand but don't move towards him right away as a thought crosses your mind. "Wait, I didn't even think about lipstick, would you also like to wear that?" you weren't much of lipstick person so you tou didn't even worry about it, but the idea of how good he could look wearing it was too alluring to not take the opportunity. "Now now, can't say no to that, can I?" his response couldn't have made you happier. In a frenzy you start to get all the necessary to do something quick; you return to sit beside him, on the edge of the bed and swiftly work with the lip liner, finishing with the lipstick, nothing too bold, since the eyes were already doing that job. "There there, now we're actually done!" you chirp while passing him the mirror, curious to see his reaction.

Hobie takes the mirror, carefully looking at his reflection, "Hell... I look quite ravishing like this..." he mumbles, looking genuinely impressed as he keeps inspecting himself. "So... you like it?" you ask quietly, the little fear that he might have not liking it swiftly disappeared. "Like it? No no, I absolutely love it! I'll admit, it's quite different from my usual style, but you definitely did a good job, dove." you instinctively let out a little sigh of relief as you sit back on the bed and lean a little on the mattress. "Well I'm really glad you like it, because you look so good with make-up on!" you giggle lightly as you turn to look at him again, admiring his face. "Yeah, you're gorgeous..." you say under your breath. Hobie chuckles as he moves to sit beside you again.

"Hey now, no need to waste too many compliments on me... that's my job with you anyway," he says while leaning closer to you. "We can then admit that I did a far better job than you, yeah?" you say jokingly, with a little smirk forming to you lips. "Yeah definitely, there's no actual doubt in that," he pauses for a moment as he wraps one arm around your waist to pull you closer to him. "You know, I was thinking, you really did such a good job, I certainly must do something... as a way to say thanks, don't you agree?" your eyebrows spike upwards, making you look really surprised. "No no, no way... I had so much fun and I'm just happy we did something different from the usual!" you dismiss him with a little chuckle following you.

Hobie slightly shakes his head while taking again grasp of your chin, gently forcing you to look up at him. "Nah, you don't get it, I really need to do something, I just have to." he responds, his voice noticeably getting lower, hinting you to what he was actually alluding to. You finally get what he meant and you can't stop a little flustered giggle from escaping your lips, a giggle he already knew very well. "See, we didn't get to finish before, yeah? You're always so diligent," he says with a low chuckle, "But now, we're finished with this make-up thing... and it's not like we have much else to do, aye?" he asks, tilting your head a little more while he leans closer to you. "Yeah... you're not wrong..." you respond lowly, your arms wrapping around his waist. Your action was his sign to keep going, so he finally leans to kiss you, letting your lips tenderly brushing against eachother. "Guess it wouldn't be so bad to bask a little in this generous way of thanking me, yeah?" your voice is equally low as his, "Yeah...and I think I really like the look of you with my kisses printed all over yourself." Hobie responds teasingly before leaving a gentle peck on your cheek. You blink a few times, then you remember that he's wearing lipstick now. The thought of it makes you smile as you take a better grasp of him by wrapping both of your arms around his neck, ready for a new kind of quality time awaiting for the both of you.

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[awmancreeper]

ミ★Just Say You Love me </3 . 28 - Ridiculously Big

--★ Kai’s friends roast him for not being in a relationship since he was 12. While Y/n tries to avoid getting into a relationship every week. One day Kai spots a familiar girl hiding in a tree finding out she was hiding from her 2nd confession that week. After hearing the university’s IT girl struggles Hyuka comes up with a plan.

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“Stay still!” You told Kai applying green face paint on him. He pouted as the now-dyed green sponge swept under his eye. Both of you were at your dining table, you stood in front of Kai as he sat on a chair looking up at you his hands placed in his lap.

“Are you almost done?” He whined. “You been asking that before we even started,” you told him giving Kai a sweet smile. “I know but don’t you have to get ready too?” He asked looking away from your eyes. “I just have to put basic makeup on and glue a gem to my forehead” you explained moving the sponge to his jawline

“But you on the other hand have to be green” you grabbed the collar of his turtle neck pulling it down a bit. But once the sponge touched his neck Kai recoiled back “what was that about?” You asked. He was thanking the lord that his face was green so you couldn’t see the blush building up on his face as he held his neck. “I-I…warning me next time!” He yelled looking away from you completely “my neck is sensitive…” he grumbled but you saw by the color of his ears that he was beyond flustered.

You grabbed his chin and made him look at you “I’ll be gentle” you softly told him as he melted into your hand. You guided his head up to look at the ceiling as you worked on his neck. You bent down a bit to cover everything bit of skin that was showing. While you peacefully hummed to yourself he felt like an idiot. Your actions making it harder for him to bury his feelings.

Kai felt his heart beating out of his chest. He didn’t know what to do while his hands gathered pools of sweat. He looked down a bit to see what you were doing only to catch a glimpse down your shirt. His eyes shot up trying to think of anything to calm himself down, he began to word vomit.

“Yeonjun looked pretty good in that leather suit thing” Kai blurted out feeling the sponge leave his neck. You came into his view with a confused expression “I’m sorry?” “H-he looked good-“ but your laughter cut him off as stepped away from Kai.

“Ning you’re so silly” you looked about at him, his lip twitched upward joining with a low chuckle. “What I’m being serious?!” He added. You shook your head walking back up to him putting down the sponge and grabbing translucent powder. “How about we don't talk about Jun in a bodysuit”

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“I’m almost done,” you told him putting a darker green eyeshadow on his cute nose to bring back his facial features. ‘Even green Kai still looked handsome’ you thought while he watched you.

He took mental notes of little quirks you have when you’re concentrating on something. Or the way your face glowed as the sun was going down. Even so, it still amazes him that every time he thinks he has your face memorized there’s always something that makes you…you. ‘How can someone be so beautiful?’ He thought.

You caught his gaze your eyes bouncing to his “what? Why are you staring?” You focus setting on him completely while you held his face in place. “Oh, I’m…” you smirked as you caught yourself in the exact same position with him multiple times before. Thinking of what he always says to you it slips out of your mouth.

“Wait, don’t tell me! It’s because I’m so good looking huh” you brought your face down to his your noses nearly touching. He looked away feeling his stomach sworn with butterflies.

You laughed at his reaction but notice that he was actually blushing making your cheeks heat up too. “It’s not that” his voice broke through your thought. “Huh?”

“I was just wondering if this is how you see me,” you titled your head confused “since you're so short” he looked back up at you. Your jaw dropped scoffing “I’m average!” You yelled smacking his shoulder. “Average my ass! I’m getting neck problems because of you” he joked. “Fine you should find a taller person to be your raven” you turned around to walk away but hands on your waist caused you to freeze in place.

“I find it cute,” he said lowly but you still heard it. Kai’s large hands on your waist sent chills up your spine, you knew for a fact that you were red. “It’s not my fault you’re ridiculously big” you huffed.

You slowly turned around catching Kai’s gaze while his hands stood on your waist. “I don’t want another Raven” he said looking down. Your body felt like a magnet to his just wanting to be closer. And I guess he felt the same way feeling him move you towards him slowly. You slipped between his legs “Hyuka” you called out your hands landing on his broad shoulders; he brought his eyes up back to you. You studied his face many times before but why does this time feel completely different? Wondering if Kai’s lips felt as soft as they looked, you felt yourself leaning in while one of his hands traveled up your back “Y/n I-“

*Ding!”

Your phone rang making you step back completely, your heart racing. Wondering what had just happened you look back at him. Kai had turned his body completely away from you. Unable to read his body language you grab your phone.

“Yeonjun texted he asked if he needs to pick me up” you awkwardly told him. Kai stood up from the chair not looking at you, “you should get ready” he said. Was he upset? Is he jealous? “Kai?” You questioned but he waved you off. You could see his expression but his ears were red… red! You forgot to put green face paint on his ears. He was definitely upset about something.

‘Maybe Jun is right! What if Kai is upset that we’re so close!?’ Your mind began to race, you blurted out “Are you jealous?”. “Huh?” “About Yeonjun!” Kai side-eyed you “why would I be?” You felt your face get hot, why were you worried if Kai thought you and Yeonjun were something more? He certainly wouldn’t be the first one.

“We’re nothing like that!” You blurted out. At this point, kai looked at you utterly confused “he’s a…” you wiped your sweaty hands on your shirt “he’s my brother!”

[moogghost]

okay i recently finished side order and i felt like compiling my thoughts here since honestly it's easier to write them out on here/get my point across than a list on discord. not gonna tag this one mainly bc i don't really post splatoon stuff now + i just don't feel like tagging it tbh. warning that i will be discussing heavy spoilers for side order even if i'm mostly talking about gameplay stuff

i Do really like how the gameplay is structured with side order actually the roguelike style is done pretty well and it's enjoyable to replay through and whatnot. it's not for everyone obviously but even with pmd as my only technical roguelike that i've played i still do enjoy this gameplay style as a nice break from the typical splatoon story mode structure tbh

the music is absolutely banger i Have listened to the boss themes outside of the game bc i simply like them

i'm kinda happy to see replica weapons again but at the same time i really wish some of them could've been alternate kits or smth bc. honestly i'd try luna blaster for real if i didn't hate both kits and i still think stamper nouveau should've gotten fizzy and crab. like i get why it wouldn't work but still

i will say that although i really wish there were at least four bosses to encounter on 10F and 20F for more variety the ones we do have are very cool and fun to fight (except like . parallel canon is a bit bland to me when ignoring the whole agent 4 thing sorry it's just charger practice for me if anything). personally pinball circle is my favourite i think it's just silly. and while the screaming noise tower is my enemy (light-heartedly it just freaks me out in a not good way in terms of anxiety. the slightly darker stage than usual for the spotlight and the noises freaked me out sorry). like it's a very well designed boss and i like the creativity in how it's fought i will say that outright! like it's boss theme is actually my favourite besides the final boss theme it's just that it unsettles me in an unfortunate way but otherwise? my personal grievances aside it's a very good boss it does its job well

i like the weapon upgrades for the most part? keep in mind i've only beaten the game with brella, roller, and charger atm but i do enjoy them a lot honestly and it makes levels really fun sometimes. like my charger run was really fun by the end with the portal stages bc of how much range, quick charge, and power up you can get if not really stressful bc of well. charger (and also bc i went out of my way to get killer wail sorry it's my baby and also i needed Not triple inkstrike for the final boss). and i like the option of choosing whether to go for them or not bc personally i didn't wanna get the undercover update for my brella simply bc i liked being able to push the enemies away further with my shield launch. which arguably i should've just gone for no shield launch anyways but

can i just say that brella's splatoon 2 kit was just really good to play in this dlc? like. ignoring the fact that i regularly play brellas for a moment sprinkler genuinely is really good in side order. the enemies struggle to destroy it from what i've seen and it chips away at their health which is Really good when combo'd with poison ink and/or hindrance ink. the same also applies with ink storm you just get it less than sprinkler. like no joke i actually beat order with fucking sprinkler chip damage the first time around. like i was so appalled at the kit choice at first but honestly i have so much respect for it now it hard carried me during my first successful run of the game. sprinkler mvp

and splitting up some of my more negative thoughts/my criticisms bc Yeah i do enjoy the dlc a lot but also i have Issues with it still

i know it's like a roguelike and your expected to go through it multiple times it's part of the gameplay loop etc etc. but also i just don't really like how much of a grind it feels like to get hacks/stuff at the store in postgame. like side order is DEFINITELY more generous than salmon run is with scales don't get me wrong but it still feels like a definite grind each time? then again i'm just not as much of a fan of grinding for stuff in splatoon than i would be grinding for things in rpgs by default sooo take that as you will. it doesn't feel enough that i wouldn't go out of my way to grind for certain things since there is some stuff i'd want to get both in terms of hacks and store stuff bc it isn't salmon run but Yeah

on that note i need like. a 'bad at game' kind of easy mode bc while yes i do enjoy the challenge some times and true, i can get through the spire with a few weapons. hear me out i really hate getting like three fucking rigorous floors as options and then i reset and then get even worse ones. that are like impossible for me to do whether it be a skill issue or literally bc my weapon is at least somewhat shit at it (cough cough SPLAT ZONES LEVELS cough). like i really wish they gave you more of an option with choosing difficulty overall bc like. sorry but some of these levels i simply cannot 'get gud' at them

also this dlc made me despise splat zones i think (i'm only half joking bc i just think zones is kinda boring if you aren't playing with people you know but also bc this dlc made some of the most hellish splat zones levels)

and another thing. those sniper enemies can fuck off actually they have such a good design but i really really hate how many of them spawn in some of the later levels like it doesn't even feel fair at a certain point

i'm sorry but there was such a lack of story to me and i was not that much of a fan despite not really being here for the lore or story as much now. like the characters are very good yeah but i feel like there should've been more of a plot? like yeah there's a straightforward plot true but it feels very bare bones and just a way to explain the gameplay structure/loop idk if i'm explaining this right bc i'm not saying it has to be anything grand but i am saying there was room for more story to be present and it just doesn't really feel there (and the dev logs do not count to me bc you have to kinda grind to get all of those and that's kinda. hmm. if it's story related). like i get that some of it is in part of the fact that they Expect you to know these characters but ghh. it could've been done so much better i feel

going further on the story stuff sorry i enjoy the main villain a decent amount after a few times clearing the spire again i think order/smollusk is silly and as i got more used to the plot given but also i will say i wasn't all too much of a fan of the AI goes rogue against its creator and is evil thing at first. like i got over it eventually but like it still kinda bugged me. partially bc yeah system moment there's definitely a robot headmate up in my brain that i know wasn't the biggest fan but also bc like. idk it just either could've been written like. more interesting (which is mostly an issue on with the story just being a lack thereof). or like something else idk it's just not the most interesting antagonist plot for me and while there's nothing inherently wrong with it i just feel they either could've done more with it in a more interesting way bc there's like Potential there or just done something else. idk that's just my own personal thoughts though

also i get that it's kinda explained in the dev logs with the stuff about sanitized octarians and whatnot but why is acht just. there. and just doesn't do all too much outside of being in the tutorial kind of. like i do enjoy them as a character i just don't get why they're just there without elaborating that much on it but also this leans into the story stuff. also kinda not a fan of the lore changes/retcons which yeah they can do that if they want but like. it feels like it was changed to specifically fit in with the loose plot given and idk that kind of bugs me bc then it just feels like the only reason they really grabbed acht for side order was bc they're the only real character that was fully sanitized. idk i could be wrong bc i certainly haven't gotten all of the dev logs yet or missed some stuff but that's just what it feels like to me personally

i said it earlier kind of but also i really really wish some of the order replicas were replicas of some of the alt kits already in the game instead of the base kit <3 sorry order brella ily but in multiplayer i don't think i'll have the patience i wish you were a sorella kit palette swap instead (the same Would go to the splatana but like. sorry i don't like toxic mist on stamper specifically can you tell /lh). it also makes me wish you could swap kits between like the base and alt kits bc now this just makes me wish i had sprinkler killer wail tri-stringer in the base game

also on the topic of weapons. can i just say i'm so tired of them fucking over inkjet these days. like why the hell was the splatoon 2 special carried over to splatoon 3 not an available special in the splatoon 2 themed dlc. why. why are the devs so allergic to putting inkjet on weapons nowadays (context the newest inkjet weapon was in sizzle season 2023). like this isn't even my favourite special to use or just in general at most i just think it's a cool special that's one of the better specials i can get in salmon run. but either way i'm utterly baffled why it isn't in this dlc. like they really did implement so much sting ray in the boss attacks but couldn't find a way to include inkjet despite it being in the splatoon 3 story mode too like Okay (sorry the way inkjet is shafted just bugs me A Lot)

again i mentioned this a bit earlier but i really wish there were more than the three bosses we got. like ik it's splatoon three but also it just doesn't feel like enough variety for me especially in a roguelike style game. like yes you can fix the predictability by just never having the reveal bosses on 10F or 20F on or just never buying it so it always feels random but also even then it still feels kinda stale in a gameplay sense bc you know its one of those three specific bosses if that means anything (since three isn't really. a high number). and also bc it means i'd experience the screaming tower less if there were more bosses and that's personally a win for me

my last kind of complaint is honestly more of a criticism of not just the side order part of the dlc but just in general but like. idk entirely how i feel about how much splatsville got sidelined in its own debut game in favour of dlc. which was primarily for the dlc campaign yes but also for the nostalgia factor of having inkopolis square and inkopolis plaza as world hubs. like idk there was a more coherent thought with this that just goes into my criticisms about how the game is handled itself so i won't go into detail here since this is about side order specifically but idk i just find it kind of frustrating in a sense i guess

[ginger-snappe-420]

Fr tho it does come off as a parody! I think the thing with Cactus and the mlg jokes were the creator's attempt at humor. Which tbh isn't that funny but to each their own y'know? (My humor sucks anyhow so I can't talk 😭) But yeah the whiplash between V3 episode one and five is so bad.

Like if I watched the first episode and then the fifth episode without watching the other ones, I would think they're two different shows. Episode one was more funny (or at least trying to be) than it was serious. Like you said it had ear rape and fucking mlg air horns for god's sake! But then episode five is just a bloodbath that tries to have character development in it.

I haven't watched episode 5 in a long time, so sorry if I get anything wrong, but the scene with Plug and Flashdrive just felt so... Off? Like it felt out of place for a show like OT. And same for whatever the fuck was going on between Arch and Mint. Like to go from two characters discussing how one feels ignored because of the other's busy schedule (which tbh I never got that vibe before that scene), to two characters making out while two other characters acting surprised and shocked, to someone getting their fucking face bit off is like... HUH?? I'm sorry but it feels like this show was trying to be many different things at once. (At least I think so, let me know if I sound dumb rn.) But to have two characters having a serious chat about their relationship to two characters having a makeout session as a joke (btw it wasn't even funny. It made me really uncomfortable like. THE SOUNDS???) is like. Bro come on. Idk I'm sorry I'm tired.

But anyways my main point is that the show started off more comedic and silly and then turned into an edgy bloodbath with a fucking demon trying to impress SATAN (I'm sorry I can't get over that what the hell 😭). I'm not saying that you can't start off a show being lighthearted and then it turning into something darker later on, because that does happen. But this isn't the case. Like this happens over the span of five episodes, four is when it really started getting bloody. And mind you episode one had fucking MEMES in it. Which by the way have NOT aged well.

I do like your idea about how Smore could work tho! I really like the idea of like the contestants being like "punished" for being pieces of shit. But in the show it just comes out of nowhere! The creator didn't have any ideas for Smore and just added him for the show to be edgy and for him to add drama to Mint and Arch's relationship.

Oh yeah and TV 14 is definitely NOT the right rating for the show. Here's a quick description of what R rated films have: "An R-rated motion picture, in the view of the board, contains some adult material. The film may include adult themes, adult activity, hard language, intense or persistent violence, sexually oriented nudity, drug abuse or other elements, so that parents are counseled to take this rating very seriously. Generally, it is not considered appropriate for parents to bring their young children with them." Sound familiar? (I highlighted what applied to OT and the fact that young children should not be watching this show. Which. Y'know is mostly what the osc is. Also wtf is adult activity? Idk at this point I really don't care)

Also something else I want to talk about: What the fuck is Beer and Trowel's relationship? Are they friends? Boyfriends? Friends with benefits?? Because like they never shown any signs of dating and then they just start making out. WHY?? There was no reason for that happening either they just did it. Was it a joke?? I didn't laugh. Like I said it made me hella uncomfortable because the SOUNDS. And it lasted way longer than it needed to. Oh yeah and it was never brought up again either. Maybe if the show has more episodes it would've explored that but how are you gonna make out with your best friend for no reason and then just act like nothing happened. And the fact that Stapler and Carpet were so surprised that Carpet LITERALLY passed out from pure shock is really telling of how Beer and Trowel's relationship is portrayed.

And another thing (I'm so sorry): But the whole thing with the Minotaur felt weird. Like they had the two cohosts go into a public area, bomb the area (or something like that I forgot) and then kidnap someone?? And then inject them with a solution to make them murderous?? DO YOU SEE HOW INSANE THIS SOUNDS?? And at the end of the episode it was revealed that the Minotaur was just some guy living his life. So they made Minotaurs out to be monsters but in their universe they're just people?? Sounds like racism ngl. (Again I haven't watched this show in ages so let me know if I'm getting anything wrong.)

In the end though, the creator is just an idiot loser who thought he made something that was good. But it wasn't. And he acted like a man child too. Like how tf are you gonna joke about self harm and suicide if you censor words like shit and you're afraid of your PARENTS cancelling your show for a joke about Harambe 💀

so uh, object terror..?

I think I'm just on the road to dragging myself deeper into osc hell, but whatever, I'm doing this to myself.

But what is Object Terror..?

I know what it is, I just watched the eps that are up right now, but like why is (was?) it so controversial? I feel like it could've just easily been brushed off as a parody object show or something at the end of the day. It's not really good, but it's by no means how bad some of you have been talking about it.

I could kinda get being freaked out if you clicked on it without warning but they say the r-slur within the first 30 seconds. You'd know that it wasn't a normal object show before you'd even get to any of the gore.

Actually no- can I talk about that? They say the r-slur not even 30 seconds into the first episode but still have the audacity to censor fuck, shit, and bitch? That's actually insane to me.

And sure, I guess you could dismiss it because it was 2016, and god certain sectors of the internet had that word in their normal vocab, but that doesn't make it ok, or even make sense for the show??? Idk the development hell it went through, but like, if they were going for like edgy object show why censor swears? It just feels strange?

Again, I'm so out of the loop for this show. It's entirely possible that they like reuploaded it with censors and deleted the originals or something, but still.

I just can't wrap my head around why someone would make a show with sex jokes, murder, gore, and the like but draw the line at objects saying fuck? Like what morality was there to uphold? Of course, a lot of kids were (are?) watching, it's the osc for fuck's sake, but again, it just doesn't fit with what the show was?? Idk why that gets under my skin so badly.

I don't think anyone's even really talking about this show anymore but if you've seen it, you know what I'm talking about. I'm done here.

[dannyphantom-justiceleauge]

Same anon as before (at this point I'm not H2O only anymore right?):

Everything about Fae Jazz is great. If you're taking suggestions for other names, I was thinking more along the lines of clever reference (because like... "bearbert" is a pun and I know you were going for something along those lines but Higgs isn't exactly a pun? And yes she's prone to naming things badly but this is someone she's actually trying to do someone nice to, not someone considered an enemy like Crate Creep lol). May I suggest Elsie, Frances, Doyle, or a combination of all 3? (In case you missed the reference, the Cottingley Fairies were very famous in photography history! I learned about it in college because I'm a nerd :3 still one of my favorite random things I've learned about. I get the feeling Jazz might know about it because the Fentons could have done research into other mythological creatures while on the hunt for ghosts or to prove they were ghosts not mythological creatures? I feel like it could have been one of those things baby Jazz would've been interested in--even weirdly mature smart little girls like horses and fairies and stuff y'know?)

Oh speaking about college, if this is later in the main trio's adventures (ie. Danny is king and etc. and everything else seems to have already happened) since I've been imagining most of this stuff pretty much post series/Danny and co are in Junior year, that means Jazz is in college by now and it's more reason for her to have gotten sucked into her own adventures and picking up her own supernatural responsibilities outside of the main group. (I mean, where else is she gonna meet fairies? Kinda doubt they'd hang around Amity Park!) Like how Tucker and Sam have their own supernatural responsibilities that Danny tends not to get involved in unless they really need it (whether they get in over their heads or they ask for it), Jazz's own supernaturalness gets separated from the ghostliness of "normal life" in Amity park that way, and like the others Danny only really helps out if needed and requested (because... let's face it, he's clever but not that clever, he'd probably get his name stolen if it weren't for Jazz's interference...)

Also dang please imagine Jazz starting to apply Fae rules to just about everything she does to not only get used to it but also because they apply to her now too? Like not entering a house without being invited, etc. (On the Darker side of things, maybe she technically owns her friends' names so that other fae can't steal them? I don't know much fae lore though so idk how that'd work, I just think it'd be an interesting thing for Jazz to have/know/do.)

love it, higgs is now doyle. and while i feel the fenton parents were always obsessed with ghosts specifically and would actually ironically write off other paranormal creatures on principal. because science. ectoplasm and ghosts are provable with shoddy science. and they're in a different dimension, that's why no one sees or believes in them. but monsters? living in the same world as us? just in hidden societies? now lets not be silly.

jazz on the other hand, rebelling as a kid, and firmly parking her camp in fairies and not ghosts. stubbornly maintaining that they're real. having little wire and fabric fairy wings that she would wear all the time. having books and figurines that she still loves but keeps in storage since she became a 'grown up'. love it. doyle sees a picture of jazz wearing fake wings and is so offended.

as for this being an exclusively collage adventure i am down for it. i can imagine her ivy league school, which we can fudge the details on since it's a fantasy world, is like a collage town surrounded for miles by dense forests and there's all sorts of stories about people going missing in those woods or seeing weird thing. jazz mainly blames drinking and considers herself too mature for that. but then of course while walking home from the library someone calls for help from the forest and she goes, getting led deeper and deeper into the trees until she gets a clue into what happening and maybe almost shoots the mysterious person who appears to help her with an ecto-weapon. they of course are doyle and jazz is both weird and clever enough to talk circles around them. she of course immediately recognize that mysterious people appearing deep in the forest when you're lost should not be blindly trusted. between being a psychologist, having experience with ghosts, and being polite enough not to be rude, jazz is unlike anyone doyle has ever met before.

i'm also imagining jazz bringing doyle home when she visits home and everything clicking into place for them when they see the family this girl came from and the terrifying amount of ghost activity going on. are fairies and ghosts rivals? there's potential for that. do they at very least normally stay out of each others affairs? for sure. i just like the idea of doyle having a 'oh no. oh shit. oh shit. i need to get of here' moment when they realize that they're in over their head and had completely misread and underestimated jazz as a human. she is so much more chaotic than they ever knew just looking at her and her school life. and that's not to mention the creature her brother is. because he's not even technically ghost. like i can't imagine other magical creatures reactions to danny being a halfa. if we're going with mythology being half dead and alive is considered dark as hell so he's probably scary to other creatures and developing a reputation when he helps his friend.

jazz takes to be a fairy way too well in all honesty. she was weirdly mentally prepared for this day. not intentionally of course but between having her fairy phase and frequent exposure to weird and crazy things... lets say her morals were already a bit skewed and she was prepared for fae rules. applying them in general life is a vibe though. most of them she already considered just polite or her things she could pass as being weird. but it's becoming a thing. i actually see her accidentally being really good at stealing names. like she's not doing it intentionally but she keeps getting more powerful the more names she has. doyle is both frustrated and impressed. i don't see jazz taking her friends names if she can help it, in part because she already knows them and doesn't need reintroduction, but also because having someone's name is mostly about having power over people. like names are powerful. the whole point of giving your name away being considered is dangerous, is that the fairy will use your name to control you. so jazz definitely isn't taking names intentionally. and even when she does take a name doesn't use it.

some other fairy lore things to play with. jazz having an allergy to iron and by extension steel. jazz being much more protective of nature. sam low key being annoyed that jazz got better with plants than her, but also 100% ready to use that to her own ends. jazz being able to travel to the faery world through fairy ring portals. jazz getting sharp teeth. jazz developing a thing for counting. the fairy world being split into courts and having a whole lore and internal logic that is human logic. wordplay and music suddenly becoming really important in jazz's life. - Hestia

[nightshade-minho]

-The One-

Warnings: very very mild knifeplay, unprotected sex, oral (m. receiving), fingering, creampie, light navel play, tiny mention of blood, rituals, themes of witchcraft + demons, jealousy, sir kink, master kink, threesome, aftercare.

Felix × fem!Reader × Minho

Wc: 3k

Note: I stayed up all night writing this and was half-asleep so I apologize for any mistakes or incoherencies. Regardless, I’m quite proud of this fic hehe, and I’d love some feedback on it~

You could barely breathe. The feeling of his cock stretching you out as you sat on his lap, combined with the heady feeling of the knife's tip pressed against your skin was driving you insane with arousal.

"Such a pretty one you are...we don't usually get customers like you."

You scrunched your eyes shut, not wanting to make eye contact with him. His smirk, his golden eyes that gleamed with confidence...it would all make you even more nervous than you already were.

"Sir...p-please don't hurt me."

"Tsk. I won't, princess. Not yet." He shifted you on his lap, causing his tip to rub up against your sweet spot. You let out a soft moan as he did so, your eyes slowly opening and drifting down to the shiny steel pressed against your torso.

"Will it...will it hurt?"

He gently dragged the knife upwards, eyes fixed on you. He wasn't applying any pressure, and the blade itself wasn't very sharp...but it still sent tingles through you.

"Not really. If you're a good girl for us, it won't. The ritual is a very short one, and doesn't have many side effects."

"Okay...wait, us?"

"Hmm? Oh, yeah. My boss. He'll be here soon, don't worry. He's a busy man. I take care of the shop when he's not here."

"Oh...so you're like, his assistant?"

"Mmhm. You could say that. He doesn't pay me, though." He mutters, expression faltering for a second. The smirk slowly returned though, as he dragged the steel gently up between your breasts, pausing.

"Why...w-why do you work here, then?"

"He's family. My older brother,to be exact."

"O-oh..."

"Yup. In fact, enjoy my leniency while you can. I can assure you, my brother is a lot more..."

He sighed, poking the tip into your skin lightly, but not enough to draw blood.

"Sadistic."

You gulped as Felix suddenly started thrusting up into you, his hips gaining a newfound vigor. You groaned, throwing your head back as he hit your sweet spot again.

You never thought you'd end up like this...A few weeks ago, you were living your life like any other college student.

When winter break came along, you'd been more than excited to get back to your hometown...the place you'd grew up in. One of the first things you did was visit the woods, searching for the tree house you'd made when you were about 10 years old.

Of course, you hadn't expected to see a cottage where your tree house had formerly been. On hindsight, it probably wasn't a good idea to knock.

You hadn't expected to see a cute boy open the door, either.

Felix, he said his name was.

The cottage wasn't a house after all...it was more of an eccentric little shop, the shelves lined with curious looking bottles and dusty books.

You'd definitely thought the man was cuckoo, especially when he started talking about witchcraft and rituals. He was undeniably hot, though...

One thing led to another and here you were a few days later, having sex with someone you barely knew. That someone also happened to talk an awful lot about demons and witchcraft. God, you were stupid to trust him.

"This ritual...what does it require, again? And there's absolutely no side effects?"

"Nope. All you want is revenge, correct? We can make that happen."

"Having sex with you is part of it, right?"

Felix laughed, taking his knife away and resting it on the table next to him. "Oh, you truly do hurt me. Here I was thinking you were having sex with me cause you wanted to." He adjusted himself in his chair, lifting you off his cock and turning you around.

He slowly eased you back down onto his length, groaning softly under his breath at your tightness.

"Look here. Intercourse with a virgin is stage one of the ritual, and semen also happens to be one of the ingredients." He said, pulling your back against his chest and lifting a finger, causing a dusty old book in the corner of the room to hover over.

You squinted at the page, the words registering itself in your brain.

"Wait...how did you know I'm a virgin?"

"It's glaringly obvious, doll."

You gritted your teeth, biting your lip as Felix let the book drop to the floor, his hands on your waist as he slowly started fucking up into you.

"Remember, you asked for this. You're the one who came here first. You gave me full consent to do this."

"I d-did."

"Mmhmm. Don't forget to tell Minho that. If he's not a corpse somewhere, that is...he usually isn't this late."

A shiver ran through you as Felix suddenly got up with you still on his cock, his fingers digging into your skin as he took you over to the window. He slid apart the heavy purple curtains with one hand.

"Ah...there he is."

You twisted your neck slightly. Eyes misty with arousal, you could barely make out the shadowy figure approaching. Felix's fingers on your chin forced you to face him again, his smile slightly unsettling.

"He's here. I'll remind you again. This was your choice."

"M-my choice..." You gulped as the door opened, the bells tinkling.

There was silence for a few minutes. Felix's form was blocking the figure in the shop. You made a sound of frustration as you craned your neck, trying to catch a glimpse of this mysterious man, despite the fear enveloping your heart.

"Hm. What do we have here? Felix, I've told you before. Don't bring your playthings into the shop."

Felix turned around, taking you to the counter and setting you on the edge of it, still inside you. The new angle finally let you make eye contact with the man.

Oh, fuck. Almost immediately, you wished you hadn't looked at him. Yes, Felix was scary and slightly unnerving...but this man's aura was a whole new shade of intimidating.

You tried your best to break eye contact, but you couldn't. His stare was mesmerizing, and you almost drooled.

A sharp thrust from Felix snapped you out of your haze.

"She isn't a plaything. She's been coming here for the past week...keeping me company. It gets lonely here when you leave on your little trips, you know."

Minho frowned as he set down the mysterious looking packages he'd been holding, leaning on the heavy oak table. His eyes fell on the open book. He lazily regarded the pages, sighing.

Despite his indifferent expression, when he spoke, his tone was menacing.

"Have you been showing this girl the texts? Felix, you know we're not supposed to fraternize with the mortals. I've let you copulate with some of them, but I've told you time and time again...magic and elements of the otherwordly realm are far too complex for their puny brains to comprehend."

Felix sighed, turning slightly to face his brother but not slowing down. He kept thrusting into you, a hand grasping your breast and fingers gliding over your nipple as he spoke.

"That's just it! This human here is different from the others. For one, once she got over her initial shock and surprise, she even started reading the rituals herself and helping me out around the shop! In fact, that's what we're doing right now, enacting the Interfectorem Inimicus Ritual. She has a silly little rival she wants to get rid of."

Minho sighed, his eyes coming up to meet yours again. You looked away meekly, making a small smirk appear on his features.

Cute.

He rarely found mortals attractive...but this one right here might have to be an exception. Besides, if what Felix said was true, she was special. Maybe she wasn't even a mortal after all...

Minho needed to know if that was true. And there was only one way to find out.

He stalked over calmly, tapping Felix's shoulder.

"Give her to me."

"What?!" Felix's look of confusion mirrored yours.

"You heard me." His gaze drifted slowly to you, a finger sneaking out to trace your jawline. You unknowingly leaned into his touch, shivering at the feeling of his cold fingers.

"Hmm now, kitten...why exactly were you snooping about in the sacred texts?" His gaze was stern as he locked your eyes with his.

"I wasn't s-snooping-"

"Did Lixie here give you permission?"

"I, well...no..." You hated the way his intense stare was making you blurt out the truth, cheeks flushed. "I was just curious, that's all. So I read one of the b-books when he wasn't looking."

"Curious." Minho let go of your chin, chuckling. "Haven't you heard? Curiosity killed the cat." His eyes turned darker. "Although when it comes to this kitty, it might just be something else that leads to her demise..."

You swallowed, a fresh wave of arousal shooting through you as Minho smiled, saccharine sweet.

He glared at Felix, making him let go of you reluctantly.

"I'm going to fuck you now, kitten. Would you like that?"

You looked up at him. There was just something about him...his intensity, his demeanor...combined with his sharp beauty...he had you whiny and needy, keening in just seconds.

"Yes, Master, want you...want you so bad!" You mewled, just as Felix pulled out of you.

"Good girl."

In seconds, he gathered you in his arms, taking you over to the burgundy sofa in the corner of the room. "Now, let's do this ritual the right way, shall we? Felix, light some candles."

"Listen, brother, I really don't think this is a good idea and-"

"Do as I say."

Felix sighed, nodding as he went to gather some candles from the shelf. As he lit each one, his heart shuddered.

The two of them knew something you didn't.

Felix and Minho shared a demonic father, but had different mothers. Felix's mother happened to be human, while Minho's definitely wasn't. It was why Felix was able to have intercourse with humans without rendering them completely insane.

Minho, on the other hand...didn't possess even an ounce of humanity. He was draconian, otherworldly...

Felix glanced back, sadness taking over his features as he watched you, entranced as you stared at him.

He was worried you wouldn't last the night.

Minho leaned down, inhaling. He loved the way the human interacted to his touches, however featherlight they may be. He ran the tip of his fingers over your chin, down between your breasts. His fingers continued their descent until they reached your navel, his lust growing as he dipped his finger in, prompting a soft whimper from you. He fingered your navel gently for a few seconds, before he went even lower...finally reaching your clit.

If you were indeed human, you wouldn't be able to handle him or his cock. If you weren't, though?

The implications of it drove Minho giddy with excitement. He'd never had the pleasure of playing with someone as responsive and adorable as you were. Maybe you could even be his queen when he ascends his father's throne...

He shook his head, snapping himself out of his thoughts. First, he had to make sure of your origins. Then, he'd let himself daydream.

His fingers slowly pushed into your already dripping pussy, an appreciative groan leaving his lips as your soaking walls hugged his digits tightly.

Felix finished with the candles, his own erection growing impossibly harder as the lewd noises your pussy was making filled the room.

He turned, making his way to the sofa and glaring at his brother. He already harbored quite a bit of resentment for the older man, and this only served to deepen his hatred. Why did he have to steal away everything that was his?

Minho pulled his fingers out with a pop, sucking on his digits as he looked over at Felix. Your eyes opened halfway, registering Minho's naked form with some surprise. When did he remove his clothes? Then again, you knew the two men in the room didn't obey the same worldly rules you did.

Minho's eyes drifted down to Felix's erection, tutting under his breath.

"You know what...you can use her mouth, if you like."

Felix grumbled. It was better than nothing, but then again...He didn't want his brother to fuck you at all. Till now, you'd proven to be different from the usual human...most mortals couldn't even see their shop. However, he still felt that slight unease that came with not wanting to see you hurt. He'd only known you for a week but...deep inside, he didn't want to lose you.

Felix led his cock to your lips, eyes searching your lidded ones for discomfort. When he found none, he slid his length past your throat slowly, making you moan.

Minho's thick tip was rubbing at your folds. You could only feel the sensation of his head dragging up and down your slit...but it was more than enough for you to realize that he was bigger than everyone you'd ever had sex with.

When he finally pushed into you, you saw stars in your eyes. The pleasure was overwhelming...so sudden and potent that you screamed, Felix's eyes widening in concern as he pulled out.

"Are you okay?

"Y-yeah! For fuck's sake, it feels so gooooooood-" You choked out, clenching tightly around Minho's huge cock, his thrusts unlike anything you'd ever experienced before. It was almost satanic, the way he plunged into you repeatedly, stretching you out to your absolute limit.

Minho gritted his teeth as he gripped your waist tightly, his head thrown back in pleasure. "Fuck...ironic, but your pussy is heavenly, kitten..."

He moved you up and down his shaft, the feeling of your soft pussy opening up more and more with each stroke driving him crazed with lust. He'd never felt anything like this before.

"Felix, she's so fucking- shit....she's so fucking perfect-"

Felix frowned, sitting back as he watched. He couldn't help the envy from gripping his heart as he watched your pleasure-stricken face, your eyes rolling back in your head as Minho slid his girth deeper, hitting your sweet spot. He didn't want to stay any longer, but he couldn't help it. He really didn't want to leave you alone with his brother.

Minho drove into you faster as he felt his orgasm approaching, spurred on by the way you clenched tightly around him, clearly near your end as well.

"Kitten? 'M going to cum...going to fill your little pussy up..."

You whined, arching your back. "Can I cum, Master?"

He shook his head, growling as he rubbed your clit. "You'll cum when I tell you to."

Minho turned to the side as he kept abusing your pussy, his eyes landing on Felix...chuckling at his hand wrapped around his cock.

"Couldn't help yourself, could you?"

Felix let out a moan as he continued jerking himself off, standing up. He didn't care anymore...you looked so perfect like this, completely naked and at their mercy, mouth wide open and ready for him to use.

He came closer and shoved his cock down your throat roughly, not giving you time to adjust as he started fucking into you, his high close. You choked, caught off guard, but quickly got over it. Determined to be a good girl for them, you hollowed your cheeks and sucked on Felix's cock desperately, even as you tried to stave off your orgasm.

His length twitched in your mouth, and before you knew it, you felt warm cum spurting down your throat. Felix groaned, pulling out slowly.

"Felix, now. Get my blade and the book."

"Wait, what?"

"She's the one. I can tell. Quick. We need to get her blood at the exact time she hits her high, or I won't be able to complete my ritual."

"Wait- no! This is Y/n's ritual, the one for her rival. It's lower magic. The one you want to do...Come on, brother! You have to think before making a decision like this, you can't just make her your bride...we have to get Y/n's permission, too-"

Minho growled, his eyes flashing red as he glared at Felix. "I'm not performing a wedding ritual or anything, brother. I'm simply preserving her essence-"

Felix shook his head. His heart was thudding- he'd figured it out too, just like his brother had. You weren't mortal. You were special...and that meant Minho wanted to find out what exactly you were.

He felt sick as he thought of you getting married to his brother. No. You belonged here on Earth, with your family and your friends-

With him.

Before he could react, Minho's hand had materialized the exact knife he wanted.

Encrusted with rubies and made of demonic steel, the blade was far sharper than the one Felix had been teasing you with before.

Minho let go of your waist to grab your hand, bringing it up to his face. His hips continued their assault, making you whine and whimper.

Half the things they said were making no sense, and you were scared and yet...aroused, at the same time. You didn't know what was going on, but you wanted to listen to the man above you. You wanted to do everything he said, wanted to be his little pet...wanted to be his. Your brain felt like it was slowly getting rid of all rationality, the feeling of his cock making you whine louder.

"Kitten...I'm going to make a tiny little cut, right here on your finger. Is that okay?"

You nodded desperately, and Minho smiled at you in approval.

"Cum."

You finally let go, the pleasure washing over you in a tidal wave as you shook, convulsing with electricity as Minho drove the blade into the tip of your finger just enough to let out a few drops of blood.

Felix reluctantly conjured up an empty potion vial, capturing the drop with ease.

Minho lifted your finger to his mouth, sucking on the digit and running his tongue over the wound repeatedly. The metallic taste of your blood was the final push he needed to cum, thrusting deeper as he spilled himself into you.

When he let go of your finger, all the pain had disappeared. You noticed your finger was healed...the skin just as clean and soft as it was before.

You whined as he pulled out, conjuring another vial to gather some of your mixed fluids that was leaking out from between your thighs. He yawned as he handed it to Felix, who corked it with a frown on his face, setting it next to the vial with your blood in it. He knew what Minho wanted to do...he wanted to perform a ritual with the vials, wanted to make sure you were the one for him. It wasn't a wedding ritual by any means...but it was a pre-requisite, and the thought saddened Felix. Maybe his feelings for you were deeper than he'd thought.

Slowly, Minho gathered you into his arms, patting your hair gently and kissing your forehead.

"You were a good kitten, Y/n. How are you feeling?"

"I'm f-feeling okay..."

Minho made a face of delight at Felix. "She can still talk and formulate sentences!" He mouthed, prompting a half-hearted smile from his brother.

"D'you want to cuddle?"

You pouted. "Mmhmm! But..I want Lix to come cuddle too."

Felix looked up at that, his eyes widening.

You still wanted him?

Minho met his eyes, giving him a small smile. "Sure, baby. Lix can come cuddle as well."

You grinned, looking over at Felix and making grabby hands. Giggling, the boy quickly dropped onto the couch, wrapping his arms around your torso and humming in content.

"You know..I don't mind sharing her." Minho whispered, his fingers still stroking your hair. "Really?" Felix asked, looking down at you.

"If she wants to be shared, that is."

"I don't mind!" You chirped. "Life is boring here, anyway. Where did you guys say you lived again?"

The two men shared a look.

Minho sighed as he stroked your hair. "I can't wait to introduce you to our dad."

"Your dad?"

"Yep! Don't worry, he's nice. And I think he'd like you."

You frowned slowly as you remembered something Felix had told you. Snippets of their conversation flashed through your brain as your stomach filled with something akin to dread and anticipation.

"Who did you say your dad was, again?"

"Oh, what? Ah, that doesn't really matter. He's just the king of the Underworld."