#TAILS DIDNT EVEN LOOK AWAY FOR 10

[toonmania25]

NEVER TRUST SONIC OR KNUCKLES WITH ANY SWEETS

[stuck-in-the-ghost-zone]

i would LOVE to stop having dreams forever actually

[aristia-pjoheadcanons]

percy x gn!reader taking a hit for him and almost dying while fighting a villian? if this makes you uncomfy no need to do it!

Percy Jackson x Gn!reader taking a hit, while fighting and getting critically injured/near death experience

It happened before he saw it. He only heard you grunt as you made your blow on the 6-foot monster. Its talions scraping the earth as it lashed around trying to snag the duo--But given !reader´s size they had the upperhand by being able to duck between the monsters legs and tail--far away from its humongous claws. This was until it had managed to scrape its long claws in !readers direction, wounding their leg so their knees buckled unexpectedly. They staggered as they tried to maintain their alance, as they whipped their head around they were met with a giant hand that grabbed them and squeezed really hard around their torso. Percy lept forward and slashed its fingers off, setting the !reader free. But it hurts somewhere deep in their hest and everytime they took a breath it made a very weird scratchy-rattling noise.

Then they saw it, Percy trying to distract it by slashing it repeatedly, like what he had once done with the practicing-dummy, and he ran in circles to make it lose its breath--but when Percy jumped and rolled out of its way, the monsters tail hit Percy hard enough for him to slam into the nearest wall in the cave. that wall being a 10 meters away. By some miracle, there was a river nearby, in which Percy would heal himself with--but they couldnt help your instincts screaming to save him. The !reader dashed across the hard stoned floor and managed to get a bad, long claw mark puncturing the flesh and bones that were there while trying to protect Percy. They looked down and saw that the claws had been able to not only scrape the flesh, but also gone straight through t heir body. Their torso immedietly ingulfed in hot red. It burned. They were downed, but only for a moment, before Percy unleashed a godlike tsunami that knocked the monster back until it fell on its butt from the wave. The next moments are a bit of a blur since !reader were laying far away from the fight. But here we are.

Headcanons: (you didnt specify if it was friend or as lovers, so were doing a bit of both + neutral ones)

Percy abandoned riptide on the ground as he ran back towards !reader, his anger faded into true worry.

"Cmon, cmon!" he muttered, as he dug through a bag of medical supplies. but it was only filled with ambrosia and nectar, which wasnt that useful with holes in peoples bodies and usually only used for wounds. Either way,

Percy gave it to !reader to keep them atleast sane from the pain.

The reader would definetly be thrashing in pain and full on screaming.

Percy would be sweating more than any normal, greasy teenager on earth in that moment-his hands shaking with shock.

He would get flashbacks to when he had nightmares of Sally getting beat up, even though he never saw that happen. "Our little secret"-Gabe would tell Percy but who knew?, maybe Sally went through physical abuse too?

He pulled himself together, shaking his head, his hair tousled in the way !reader liked, only this wasnt the appropriate scenario to think about how his appearance was better-than-most-boys.

Percy lifted !readers body and ran out of the cave, stumbled only a tiny bit because his body cant keep up with his mind.

He would be thinking about the way back, following familiar landscaped.

The background would just smush together-so the !reader wouldnt really know if Percy was getting close to somewhere with proper supplies.

Percy glanced down with a panicked expression and a frown while the !reader gurgled (trying to talk but its futile).

At some point !reader would choke on their own blood and Percy would stop almost slipping on the grass, lifting your torso a bit higher and forward. !reader grabbed hard onto Percys bicep, to get some control of themselves.

With only woods in the area and Camp Jupiter and Camp Half-blood being miles away (this was a quest after all),

his best bet would be to try to locate the sea. He would close his eyes, imagining the soft waves crashing-

but it only looked like a typhoon to him because of stress and hidden anger-he would hear it and sense it somewhere further away.

He quickly started running, his breath heavy-barely breathing, and his body sluggish almost dropping you out of exhaustion on his part but pure determination keeping your body lifted.

He dug his fingers in the !readers legs and he ran as fast as his heart could beat.

Imagine if he tripped on a root, barely even able to stutter an apology because hes so out of breath and having the urge to cry out of frustration.

If they died, he would never forgive himself.

Miracles happen, even to the unfortunate, he sees the sea closing in.

He uses his powers to draw a giant tide to engulf !reader in it, putting as much water pressure in their wound on both sides on the body to keep the blood inside.

He would just jump into the tide, wrapping himself and them into a water bubble.

Percy might have been on the swimming team and he might have jumped from 50meters in the sky and into water from Blackjacks back--

but this was the fastest and craziest thing he had ever done. Fishes in the area would splutter away from the intensity.

No creature had even time to see what they were seeing, t

it looked like a water bubble moving faster than the speed of light-Percy swam so fast they werent sure if they had truly sense the Prince of Poseidon here.

But even so, rumours spread quickly, "The son of Poseidon carving out a path in the ocean, [...]..creating a mess..."

He got himself to the palace of his father, dempanded attention immedietly. His wife, being home at all times, wathced from the altar the morificating sight of a pale, and weak body hanging on for dear life-she could sense death was closing in. But she wasnt going to let someone Percy truly cared about die while she was there.

She swam lightning fast to collect what she needed and got straight to work.

No words were spoken, nothing had to be said, Percys green eyes glowed as he watched from the ocean ground, !reader getting treatment while he stood powerless. Yet again, he had been made of pawn for the gods.

Percy would sit his ass down so fast on that damn throne and scream Poseidons name, thats right, not father. Just Poseidon.

His screamed carried out for miles in the ocean. Not even the God himself could ignore such a strong cry.

"What is it tha--" Poseidon couldnt finish his sentence when he saw a rage so deep on his sons face he almost didnt want to know why or who managed to set him off so badly.

"Fix it." Anger rushed in Percys vains, he could only take countless deep breaths, keeping his fists close to his sides and biting back a sneer. Poseidon looked taken aback, fix what?

The Seagod then glanced to the right and saw an unknown stranger in his temple, laying on the ground as countless creatures tried to help, fish, stingrays, shark, even mythical being helped with the treatment and tried to reassure Amphitrite that she was only doing her best.

"My son-" Poseidon couldnt make miracles, he cant just hand them out. Percy knew that, but he still cut him off because he didnt want to hear the same old words.

"Gods do not meddle in mortal affairs. That is why we are Gods". Percy couldnt help but have bitter thoughts to that.

"At least, make the hole disappear". Percy threw out his hand sin frustration, water starting to bubble around him as the temperature increased and his eyes glowed green in the ambient temple that was only lit by a couple of lanters/torches nearby.

"I understand youre angry but--" Poseidon would argue against him, even his son. Percy threaten to ask for help on his knees in front of another Gods and put shame on the family´s name, telling others that "not even Poseidon himself could do anything".

In the end, Poseidon had no choice. With a flick on the Gods hand and a wave with his tridant, !reader would escape from death this time.

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While the reader was passed out, because fo the amount of Godly help they got, their body was completely exhausted and fatigued of the amount of power that suddenly washed over them.

Percy floated back and forth rapidly, pulling his jet black hair apart.

The room seemed to grow hot and cold as if it didnt know which temperature it really was supposed to take.

The air buzzed with energy and grew somewhat tense, the sound of water was loud, vibrating - instead of a distant hum.

On land, boats would suffer tide after tsunami, making an appearance on the local news. "Giant wave warning! Dont go near the beach!". Some newsreporters were even saying that some evacuation mihgt be neaded, because the beach was suffering a flood.

The colour of the ocean had somewhat changed, at least where Percy was. The colour that was once bright and a pretty blue, were now a disgusting murky colour that looked like it had been filthy with trash.

As time passed Percy would suffer mental breakdowns and feel nauseous from replaying what had happened.

His stepmother would leave Percy alone, figuring that she didnt want to face his wrath.

After about two hours, when they had awoken, they could see a blurred image of a person sitting down on their bed. Percys was leaning his head in his lap and kept putting pressure against his head from a mighty headache he had given himself. His eyes shut and the buzzing in his ears muffling any sound of movement from !reader.

"Mh.!" One sound was all it took for Percy to make him pause and pull himself out of his chaotic headspace, before a look of relief washed over him.

It was almost cute how easily he gets happy when !reader is okay. Imagine a character from a TV-series seeing their loved one again is alive, its beautiful.

Percys eyes had a shimmer to them now, glossy from relieved happiness. He pulled them into a tight hug before he harshly pulled himself away, scared he might hurt you.

But them remember that that wasnt possible since they had fully healed.

"Ah.." Percy sighed in disbelief as he laid his eyes upon them. They were okay. A lonely tear ran down his cheek and they ushered him forward with outstretched arms.

A hug can say so much. It speaks on so many volumes. youre here. youre alive. thank god. oh my god i cant believe this. stop, this cant be real. oh my god. please dont leave me again.

He had a hard time talking after that. He kept hiccuping as he sobbed harder by the second. His body shook and seemed to incredibly frail, !reader could only wrap reassuring arms around him.

In the end, Percy would lay comfortably on the bed, next to them. And fall asleep from the events that had happened that very day.

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It was mentally exhausting how much he loved them. Not just to a normal degree, but to every single level. Percy just loves the people he holds close to much, he gets overwehlmed.

When he only had Grover in school, he could only rely on him. Annabeth and Tyson came and he finally had the power to protect. This time however, it had failed him. He couldnt protect them.

After this, Percy would train himself broken and damaged until he was sure that he could throw himself in front of them if it ever were to happen. Or that he could, perhaps manage to get on his feet faster or duck quicker and become more agile.

He would ask Chiron to train him or give him personal constructive criticism, but Chiron tells him hes already great-and cannot give anything.

Percy would pull so many muscles, slashing his sword with a brooding look on his face. He imagined it. over and over and over again. That monster that he couldnt defeat.

Because the fact that he couldnt protect them meant that he couldnt protect anyone. A failure to protect the people around him, is a failed quest.

He took it as a personal insult to his skill and who he is as a person.

He would ask Annabeth for battle strategies, insput on anything he can take in.

Spend time observing the !reader became a habit. Almost in a controlling or anxious way. He started doing in a subconscious way too. During dinner, his eyes would glaze upon the open area of tables, searching for them and making sure theyre safe.

After this incident, his eyes kept searching for danger. Anythign that could potentially ruin his peace.

If !reader was a lover, he would sneak into their bedroom to sleep in their bed. He had never done that before prior to the relationship but his anxiety would let him rest, he needed to be there.

He could also be more into PDA, slinging an arm around his friend / s/o´s shoulders as a way to ground himself.

He would feel the safest at sea and in his own cabin room, where he could truly have control.

At night, with Blackjack he would make sure the camp was safe and that the sea would be calm because any loud tides or tsunamis would distract him if there were potential threats.

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[kaijuthespacemaniraptorian]

The Space Wanderers

Chapter 1 The Violet God!

Through out the vast empty void of space a shooting star approaches a planet that resembles mars but with flora and a higher gravity, a Galactium is approaching a 10 ft tall and 30 ft long leviathan like creature with a starfish like tail and massive crustacean like arms named Crustarus!

Crustarus finally lands onto this strange planet and wanders around the environment!

Crustarus; this world looks interesting, i wouldn't mind resting here after years of space travel!

He soon floats and flies around in search of shelter to rest and even caught some fish like creatures to eat and as soon as he finds a massive cave he starts feeding on the fish he caught releasing his long tongue grabbing one of them and swallowing it whole and after a good meal he starts to take a nap in the cave!

After a few hours of sleep he heard noises in the left side of the forest, he woke up and sees some light in the distance.

Crustarus; are those fire torches?

He starts to go where the light is and sees a tribe of starfish like intelligent race with 5 digits on each limbs and 8 eyes around their mouths in the center of their bodies seemingly preparing a ritual for something.

Crustarus keeps watching them seemingly interested in these weird sapient life forms, hes very curious on their culture and what they are doing,

Suddenly one of them noticed Crustarus and alerted its people that theres a threat by letting out a distress call and all of them prepare their weapons

Crustarus; this is not what i would expect to happen this day!

they all charge towards him before Crustarus then reveals himself out and intimidates them rearing up with his massive arms out and his mouth begins to glow aswell as his pincers and tail and shoots an energy breath on the ground to make them back away and roars.

The starfish like sapient aliens backs off scared on what this thing even is, one of them even died due to the breath attack revealing to be extremely toxic which shocks them, they are also shocked on how Crustarus's tail looks alot like their limbs, they then start to bow down to him praying to not be killed!

Crustarus; what are they doing?

Crustarus stands there confused on why they are seemingly worshipping him, but he didnt feel like staying there so he starts floating and leaves them alone as they watch him fly away like a shooting star!

Crustarus; what a bizarre adventure, hopefully i can find a better place to rest!

He flies off to space in search of a better place to rest and hope that theres nothing that can interrupt him!

Back in the planet the Starfish like aliens have made a statue of Crustarus's image and starting worshipping him as The Violet God!

THE END!

This is going to be a fun little series where i make short stories about sapient extraterrestrial spacefairing creatures that explores solar systems and sometimes interacts with other intelligent life from other planets!

hopefully this will be a fun and enjoyable experience! :>

[asksuccubussides]

What if you were an asexual succubus, wouldn't that be fucked up or what

Chapter 20

Masterpost of Chapters

Janus was barely able to move. The entire journey to the stranger's house he had spent bordering on catatonic to the point that he hadn't even had the wherebouts to scream at the fact that they were. He let himself be taken to an old house deep in the woods and followed along as the stranger calling himself Patton set him down on a chair in the living room. With his face towards the kitchen he watched as the other stranger carried the half lucid and still bleeding Remus past the living room and into the kitchen.

Remus was laid down on the kitchen island before the stranger took the entire roll of papertowels and used it to start cleaning up the blood, not only from the gnarly cut on Remus' palm, but especially the blood still sipping out from where the sharp stick had latched itself through his lower arm. His chest heaved up and down while his lips moved though no sound came.

Patton got a chair and sat down right in front of Janus which in turn shielded him from seeing Remus. The older man handed him a blanket since the only thing he was wearing was his morningrobe before he laid his hand on top of Janus'. When he spoke his voice had the same smooth texture as honey.

"Kiddo are you alright? You havent said anything in a while, I need to know if you're injured as well"

Janus let up into a high pitched laugh "Im great. Never been better. Feeling bloody fucking fantastic. I love not having a clue what the The hell is going on"

"I assure you that you're not imagining things. Feel my hand" He tapped his thumb against Janus hand "That feels real doesnt it?"

"Honey" The other man said which made Patton turn to look at him "You have the more recent medical degree, I think you should handle this"

"Of course" He gave Janus' hand a squeeze "Wait here Kiddo. Deep breathes. Your friend will be okay"

As soon as Patton moved away Janus curdled up in the chair and held the blanket tightly around himself. The older demon throughly washed his hands in the sink while his tail took down the first aid kit sitting atop of the fridge. He set out disinfectant and lined up a needle and thread while Logan dabbed a cold towel against Remus' forehead.

Remus lightly tugged at Logan shirt with his left hand before doing a pointing motion towards Patton. Logan took it as a question and answered "Yes that is indeed my husband"

He handspelled but since only Patton had only learned sign language enough to know how to spell his name Logan to translate what Remus was signing.

"He says hes happy to finally meet my- Remus im not using that word. Happy to meet my...partner. He's heard a lot about you" the demon managed a toothy grin "I suppose I'm relieved youre in a stable enough state to still be your obtuse self"

Patton snickered "I'm glad to meet you as well, I've heard quite a few things about you too. Dont worry, unlike Logan I renewed my medical deegree a few oh I dunno 10 years ago"

"Indeed, my Patton has always had more of a knack for caring for living beings"

With the mention of That name Remus whole demeanor changed. His eyes turned wide and his toothy smile turned into him gnashing his teeth as he took the bottle of disinfectant and threw it at Patton's head.

Luckily the bottle was made of plastic and therefore only bounced off of his head but Remus followed it by trashing around in an attempt to scratch at Patton with his still functional hand. Patton backed away at the same time that Logan pulled his arms around Remus' waist in an attempt to stop him.

"Moving will make your injuries worse you nincompoop!"

Remus continued to trash his legs around in an attempt to kick Patton in the face. When that didnt work he handspelled something which Logan didnt translate, he just grimaced.

"I think I can guess what he's spelling" Patton said "It's Traitor isn't it"

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It was cramped and hard to breathe when Virgil woke up. A headache made his brain feel like it had been stuffed with cotton and his sight was still blurry when he opened them but at least he could tell that he wasn't in Heaven, which meant Janus wasn't dead yet. The smell of pasta floated through the air which made him question where the hell he was. A question which was quickly answered when he kicked his foot against the closed door and it opened to reveal that he had been locked in the closet in his apartment. On the other side sat Roman with an entire pot of newly cooked pasta.

Before he even had the chance to speak the demon had already pulled out a kitchen knife to hold against his neck. Specifically Virgil's kitchen knife from his kitchen which made it even ruder somehow. With her other hand she kept eating the pasta. Virgil gulped and as he did he noticed how dry his mouth was, he wondered how long he had been asleep. He shook his wrists and legs around since they had gone a bit numb from the lack of movement but they werent hurting.

"Where's Janus?" Virgil asked.

Roman sat the fork of pasta aside and took out a notepad instead, Virgil recognized it as being the one he and Janus used to write grocery lists. It hit him that the pasta was probably his as well, oh this bitch owed him pasta money now too. A message had been prewritten on the first page.

'My brother took the human and fled. You are the humans Angel. You can feel where he is. Take me to him'

"Remus could talk to me despite the weird no speaking thing or whatever you demons call it. I think you can too"

Roman put the notebook against the floor so that she could write while still holding up the knife 'I dont like how my voice sounds right now'

"I've never heard your voice. Got nothing to compare it to"

The demon chewed on his lips while pointing the pen to his first message again.

"No talking then? Aight. word of advice dude, I'm his Guardian angel. I'm not bringing someone who wants him dead right to him"

He waited with the knife held against him while Roman quickly scribbled down 'Reasons why Mr. I looooveeee hiimmm should help me: I don't have anything against your human. I just want me and my brother to go back to how we used to be. If we can avoid shedding your humans blood I will happily do it. I just want to know where my brother is'

"....and I'm guessing you're going to keep me here unless I help you?"

Roman nodded.

Virgil let out a long sigh "...I guess...I don't really want Remus to die either....Having his blood on my hands would feel shitty as fuuuccckk. And the quicker I get to Jannie the quicker I can protect him. That dumbass sod brother of yours is probably gonna kill him by accident if not intentionally! So like...I see your point..or something"

Roman continued to hold the knife towards him but extended his other hand which Virgil hesitantly shook.

--

Logan grabbed Remus' head and forced him to look at Janus "See that? He's still alive, Because of you! You are just as much of a traitor as Patton is, now can you calm down before you give yourself acute blood loss"

Remus' horns still pulsated a deep red but he let himself be set down on the kitchen table again. "Unless we sedate you this is going to uhm hurt quite a bit" Patton explained.

"I do not think he is on a level of trust to want to be sedated near us right now, Besides he is enough of a masochist to want to stay awake. Arent you?" Logan asked to which the demon nodded "See"

Patton only mumbled "Oh dear" under his breathe before he began applying the disinfectant. The younger demon kicked his legs around but now out of pain and clenched his teeth together with such force that his mouth started to taste like iron. Logan had to hold down his arms to make sure Patton didn't accidentally cut wrong.

The demon stared up into the ceiling as he felt the piece of sharp wood be cut out of where it had latched through his skin and muscles. Suddenly he felt a soft kiss against his cheek and glanced over to see Janus, still dazed and confused, standing beside him. Neither of them said anything but Remus could tell that his human was scared but Janus could just as much tell that his boyfriend was in pain and needed him. So the human stayed by his side for the next horrid hour.

--

It had become clear as soon as Virgil came out from the closest that he had been passed out for at least an hour because the kitchen was absolutely trashed. All of the cabinets were open and every stoveplate had some sort of pot on it with one of them bubbling over.

"I thought succubi only ate through like..uhm...well...you know" Virgil said while glancing to Roman "Can you live off of human food as well?"

'Its eating cotton. Fills you up but doesnt help you survive' The demon wrote in response.

"I guess I'm supposed to stop you from seducing any humans but uhh to be honest I've never been this far away from Jannie. I can feel him" He put his hand over his heart "But it's faded so it might take a while until I got like a precise location. In case you want to...eat..or something"

Roman looked at him and moved one eyebrow up while swaying the knife between his fingers. As if he was asking Virgil how stupid he thought he was. 'Im not turning my back just so you can run away and leave me as well'

He grabbed Virgil by the collar of his hoodie and dragged him along into the apartment's bathroom. For a minute Virgil stood there arms fallen limp to his sides from surprise while Roman saw his own reflection in the mirror for the first time in over 2 months. Just a glimpse of her expression made the angel look away for the rest of it to respect her privacy.

'Havent showered in long time. You find the humans location while I do' She wrote in the notepad.

"Don't use too much water or it'll leak" He turned to leave the room but the demon caught him by the hoodie. With his tail he pointed to a spot on the floor and in repressed horror Virgil realized he meant that he was supposed to stay in the room.

The angel had to cram his wings in between the toilet and the sink to fit as far into the corner as he could while the demon closed the door. She visibly put the knife on the soap racket right next to the shampoo as a silent threat not to run. Since nudity was so normalized for succubi she didn't even think of it as a neceserily sexual thing. The only time she felt uncomfortable being nude was around Remus and even then it was only because of the connotations other demons put on their relationship. Therefore without a second thought before she took her clothes off but quickly turned around when she heard a slam.

Virgil's wings had extended from shock which had knocked every item off of the sink. He quickly leant over to pick the toothbrushes and soapcup up but it was too late to hide his lust from slipping into the succubi's mouth.

The succbi's stark green eyes stared down at him which only made his cheeks flush more. She leant down so both her feet and hands were on the floor and moved closer to him making her shoulderblades stick up from the her back like sharp wings. Virgil wanted to look away but his body didn't move as he saw her lick her lips and move up against him.

She reached out her hand to which Virgil drew in a sharp breathe but all she did was lay her finger against his cheek but it was enough to make every hair on his body stand on it's end. He told himself this was only because she was a succubi.

Suddenly Roman faltered and nearly kneeled over as his cheeks turned a sickly pale color. He quickly turned around in the small bathroom and leant into the shower in case he threw up but he covered his mouth with his hand and forced himself to force the sick down again, knowing he needed it to survive.

Virgil's knees were weak and shaking "Sorry. Did I- is it because I'm an Angel? Does my Lust make you sick?"

The demon turned his head so his face was hidden behind his long dark curls "It's not you" He forced out in his hoarse voice.

"okay.....Uhm just so you know if you felt any lust from me it was just actually shock because I'm actually not into- I mean I'm- I like- I'm an Angel I don't feel lust- I'm celbate- If anything I'm very super straight so uhmm" Virgil let his wings extend in front of him to hide the demon from his sight and it was only then he said "For the record I think your voice is ten times preferable over your brother's shrill annoying dumb stupid- well...your voice is better than his is what I'm saying"

Maybe as accepted he didn't get a response, at least not a verbal one, instead only he only heard as the showerhead turned on.

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Once the operation was over Patton opened the door from the kitchen into the entrance hall where a huge fluffy dog had been waiting the entire time. Obviously they hadn't wanted to risk fur getting into any injuries.

"That's Nico the third. She's friendly but she is a hellhound so don't be alarmed if her spits is a bit acid-y" Patton warned while moving to the living room to tidy up the big comfy couch in the middle of it. The dog followed him close behind with her tail wagging.

It was only know that the guests had time to take the building in. It was a two story house built from wood out in the forest. On the way there it looked like the nearest town was about half an hour away by car, though less by the birdway. The roof stood a bit crooked from decades of wear and tear but the chimney still hung on. Vines and moss crawled up on the outside of the walls which only made it blend in even more among the trees with the stonebuilt fence around the home being the only thing dividing it from the wilderness.

Aside from a tiny entrance to put shoes off in the kitchen had been the first room they entered but the living room that also acted as a dining room took up rest of the first floor. The fireplace began to crackle as soon as the hellhound spit on the logs and the warmth spread to the sofa set in the middle of the room. The walls were adorned with bookshelves which were equally filled with actual books as with cheap knick knacks from scummy giftshops all around the world. Though the tourist memoribilia was placed as if it was high art.

There was hardly a space on the floor not covered in soft rugs and barely any wallspace along the staircase leading up to the second floor that wasn't adorned with photos of Logan and Patton together, sometimes along with a third or fourth person but most often alone.

Janus let his boyfriend lean against him since he was still woozy from the patching up. He sunk down into the soft couch and made grabby hands for Jan with his still functioning left hand, his right arm had been put in a sling.

(Logan had been close to putting the dogcone onto Remus to stop him from biting at his bandagaes)

Along with the sling his left palm had been wrapped in thick bandages, he had a patch on the side of his face from the crash and about a dozen bandaids littered around on his body. The human had made it out with only scrapes on his knees and a shallow cut on his head from the crash. His body would probably be bruised in the morning but nothing serious.

Janus had to be careful to not hurt his boyfriend as he sat down beside him and Remus immediately moved to curl up against his chest. Janus quietly wiped a loose eyelash away from his cheek.

"You want anything kiddos? Tea or cookies or?"

"I actually haven't eaten today so whatever food you have would be appreciated" The human replied.

Patton smiled and clasped his hands together "Of course. I think we have some bread and uhm breakfasty stuff" He sent a look to Logan as if saying Told you so for keeping human food in the house.

While Patton went out to the kitchen Janus turned his head to Logan "I'm still not really sure what's happening but what I do know is that I have a roommate and we left him behind at my apartment together with that demented- That- With Remus' unwell brother and I think we have to go and save him"

Logan looked to Remus who signed that Virgil was definitely not in any danger, though he did not sign that it was because he was an Angel. That information he was still keeping to himself.

"He is fine" Logan replied dryly.

"No you don't get it. He was unconcious and dragged into-"

"He is fine" He repeated. His gaze stayed at Janus for a moment before he changed into his reading glasses and picked up the days newspaper.

Soon after Patton came back in with a plate full of sandwiches and put them down on the coffee table in front of Janus along with handing him an oversized t-shirt with the text "I CLIMBED MOUNT TSURUGI!" written on the front.

"I thought you might like a change of clothing"

Janus quickly draped the blanket over himself as he put the t-shirt on before dragging his destroyed robe across his shoulders. While Patton dragged the lightblue armchair (unlike Logan's darkblue) over so he could look the human directly in the eyes.

"I understand you're confused-"

Just as Patton had started his speech Logan interrupted with "He asked about his roomate. Remus says he will be fine"

"Oh! Oh of course. If we get the notion that your friend is in danger I swear on my husbands life that we will rush over to protect him! Does that reassure you?"

"...I guess" He glanced for his boyfriend to say something but to his confusion Remus was silent. He started to eat the sandwhiches which were surprisingly delicious.

"Good. Well then were was I...Right...So I am terribly sorry that your life has been disrupted in the way it has but truth the told you are surronded by non-humans and you have been for quite some time"

The silence that came down upon the room was defeaning. It was silent enough for Nico to let out a woof in an attempt to cheer everyone up. She jumped up on the couch and nudged her snoot against Janus just as he let out a shrill laugh.

"Fucking hell. You- You are the fuckers who have convinced Roman about that non human shit! You're in a cult!- Darling" He looked to Remus "Darling we have to leave. Now"

His boyfriend didn't respond, he only looked down to the floor.

"Dear why aren't you answering me? Say something!?"

"I am aware that we are all accustomed to keeping our attributes hidden among humans but I suggest we show Janus them in case it helps" Logan butted in to which his husband nodded.

All at once the three demons let their horns became visible along with their tails. A part of Remus was relieved that his boyfriend could finally see all of him, but instead Janus looked horrified. He stood up from the couch and took a few steps away.

"Did- Did you put something in the food? Am I hallucinating? Did you Bloody Drug me!? You did didn't you!?" Janus' chest began to rise quicker and quicker "Did you do something to Virgil as well!? To Remus? Darling Are they forcing you to stay quiet?"

"Please calm down and liste-"

"Oh honey Don't try me with the Calm down bullshit. I'm feeling real bloody calm right now matter of fact. I'm basically at a spa retreat!"

Patton stood up and was about to say something when Remus waved his tail to tell him to shut up. The younger succubi went with slow steps up to his boyfriend and bowed down slightly so that his glowing red horns were right against Janus' chest. He pressed his horns slightly closer so that the human could feel the pulse from the horns spreading in through the fabric of his robe and down under his skin to pulse along with his heart.

Tears simmered up along the edges of Janus' eyes and Remus used the tip of his tail to wipe them away.

"Oh god this is real" Janus croaked out "Oh god oh god. What are you?"

Remus cupped his cheeks and met his tearfilled eyes "I'm your boyfriend"

Janus' hands shook but he reached out towards his boyfriend's tail and as he got close Remus let his tail gently wrap around his human's hand. Though through tears Jan let out a quiet chuckle "It feels sort of like a snake"

"I can hang off of it like a monkey! I can show you! Uh..maybe later though" He motioned back to the older demons "These are kind of a big Demon deal. Wanna go back to the couch now?"

"Only if you hold me"

"I can do that yeah"

Remus wrapped his tail around his human's shoulders and lead him back to the couch. Nico gladly licked Janus' palms once he sat back down.

"What are you?" Janus repeated to the older succubi.

The older couple looked to each other and Patton tilted his head slightly to which Logan nodded.

"Kiddo Your species, humans that is, usually call us Demons or more specifically Succubi-"

"Incubi actually" Logan corrected "Since all of us here are currently 'male' but I have always found that to be a rather silly notion. We do not have a different name between female and male humans after all. They are all humans. Nor did we historically have a firm set on gender until humans introduced the idea to us"

"Yes thanks honey, we can go more into the history lesson later. But bringing in that demon name always confuses your kind since I assume you're thinking that we're.."

"Satanic?" Janus filled in.

"...Something like that. Which" Patton laughed "Unless Remus is here to tell us about some drastic changes happening in Hell, we have never followed any sort of Satan nor any religious rules. I think it's better to think of us, Demons and Angels, as...hmm...perhaps Aliens?.....Or maybe another Monkey species?....Basically we are a separate species with similarities to humans, we've just happened to exists for far longer and have developed to feed off of your kind to survive-"

"Wait you what?"

"We're getting to that. Just look at my tail" Patton stood up and turned around to show that his pants had been tailored to allow a hole through which his fluffy goat-like tail came through "I'm old enough to have been made before our species evolved to have the sort of more human like tail Remus has! The farther you go in our species' history the less human like we look since we have evolved to attact your kind! You should see the demons and angels who haven't had to evolve to appease humans! They look weeeiirdd- or is that mean to say"

"I would describe our species' relationship as moreso parasitic than symbiotic but it is interesting how our species have taken the words Humans have made for us" Logan said "Sadly what we originally called our species have been lost to time....I believe the Angels higher up still uses the human name don't they?" He looked to his husband.

"You mean God? I assume so yeah"

Janus choked on his sandwich and Remus had to smack him on his back to get him to spit it back out.

"You- You eat us? Do you harvest us?" Janus asked.

Patton's face went red from horror "NONONO! We are not cannibals!-"

Logan stared at Remus "Most of us at least"

"We are succubi! We feed off of your lust! The Greed demons feed off of your greed and so forth and the Managers.....Well....We've never asked! Not sure what they feed off of!"

"Don't ask us how the feeding works. I still have not gotten a proper chance to dissect a succubi body and do research on the topic"

"Some Managers- Those are the highers up for demons- spout on about sin but that is just malarky they have gotten from the humans to make their poor succubi underlings work harder. We have feed off of both very experienced humans and virgins and fed just the same!"

"And for that we have done proper research" Logan filled in to which Patton hid his mouth behind his hands to snicker.

Janus nodded along "I am most definitely following along. Not confusing in the slightest. Not like I have a milion question. Not at allll.....You menioned Hell....Is that....A place? Is heaven...a place? Do we- My parents died when I was young, Can I meet them? I don't care where they are"

The older succubi looked to each other and Patton's smile quickly faded "...Oh kiddo...I'm sorry....Like I said we are not religious....Humans...They die far faster than us and when they do..." He looked to his husband again "...All they do is disappear....Most humans at least...I know of some humans who have been so afflicted by non human forces that they have turned non-human after death but those cases are rare. Hell is called Hell in the same way Australia is called Australia. It's just the place where we live. Think of it as a separate planet or perhaps a spaceship and when we go through the doors to Hell we simply take the staircase down to our planet. Humans can go there yes, while they're alive and if a demon is with them. I remember my Manager telling us stories about humans going to Hell for Sins but I don't think there's any truth in it. Remus do you know if it's real?"

'I have heard screams. I thought they were human. Never seen any. I dont know the fuck about half the shit youre spouting...but I dont trust any shit the managers say either' Logan translated what he was signing for the rest of them.

"Okay so you live among humans and Remus met me and fell in love- as anyone would- and this pissed his brother off because what? Are we seen as lesser than you?" Janus tried to put it together "Does your brother just hate humans?"

Remus started to sink down into the couch while his face went pale. Patton and Logan looked at each other again and Logan tilted his head to show he was taking this one "Not quite. If Remus has been telling me the truth he broke one of the rules set by his manager-"

Janus noticed the shift in tone "What rule? What did you do?"

"He devoured a part of a human"

'The human survived!!!!' Remus added. 'Stop making it sound like I killed someone! if I did I would be bragging way more!'

"Yes the human survived but lost a limb" As Logan said it Patton looked queasy and reached out to hold his husband's hand.

Remus got the urge to throw the plate right at the traitors face. How dare he look disgusted at his measly actions when he had eaten an Angel! Or Demon! Or HUman! Or whatever he now had done! But he stayed quiet and let Logan continue.

"And because of that...well...It has always been that if a demon breaks a rule they get sent to Heaven to presumebly be killed by the Angels and vice versa if an Angel breaks one. ever since my husband Patton here broke many a rules they created this system where if a Demon breaks a rule they get punished before being sent to Heaven in an attempt to make them weak and less likely to fight back. Remus here, along with his brother, got their voice taken away. He can't talk to demons"

Janus didn't know how to respond. All he could do was reach out and lay his hand against his boyfriend's arm.

"...I'm glad Remus escaped to Earth then if his manager or whatever was treating him- treating you like that" Janus said while letting his thumb rub circles against his boyfriend's skin.

"Oh that's not all" Logan continued.

"There's more?"

"Yes, you see instead of sending Remus to die his manager decided to give him a chance to reedem himself mayhaps....Or it could have just been to make him suffer more before being executed. We are not sure why. If I can make a reasonable guess I think His manager is a sadist. To reedem himself he had to seduce and kill a specific human..." At his words Janus felt his chest turn dark and cold "That human being you"

"Wha- Why-" Janus turned to Remus who tried to hide his face behind his hair "Are- Were you dating me because- Because your-"

"Now listen" Patton interrupted "We're not sure why you specifically were chosen" Remus felt sick. He had to tell them it was because of Virgil prolonging Janus' lifespan for over 20 years but he feared bringing that up right now would just give Janus even more of a breakdown. "But maybe we talk it through we can figure it-"

"YOU TWO SHUT UP!" Janus looked to his boyfriend "Did you only get close to me because you were told to?"

Remus didn't know how to get across that it had only started in that way but then turned into genuine emotions without it sounding like total horseshit.

"Did you!?"

The demon hung his head down as he nodded.

Janus let out the most heartwrenching sound Remus had ever heard. It was a painful whine forcefully surpressed into a whimper before Janus pressed his hand over his mouth to stop himself.

The human blared at the demons surronding him, all of them with their sharp horns and extra limbs. Each one of them taller than him and despite the older succubi's age clearly still stronger than him. He felt his lungs become compressed down until he choked on his own tongue but that only made him hiss.

He smashed the plate that had been holding the sandiwches against the table and grabbed the sharpest shard he saw before backing away from the couch. All at once the three demons stood up and moved towards him.

Their eyes suddenly seemed so inhumane, so like a predator staring down it's prey. With his trembling hands he held out the shard towards them and waved it around to threaten but it didn't stop any of the demons.

In a desperate bid Janus instead moved the shard up against his own flesh, up against the vein on his neck, and the demons near him froze right where they stood.

--

A sharp gasp came out from Virgil as he stood up from the bathroom floor "Roman! I got it! I feel where he is! There was a pang of him in danger and I can feel where it came from!" He pushed the shower curtain aside and looked down at the demon who was sitting knee deep in water. Somehow she had found cucumbers to put over her eyes "What are you doing?"

"Soaking" Roman croaked out.

"Dude I think we should be buying bus tickets..like Now"

"I haven't gotten to shampooing my hair yet"

"You've been in there for half an hour How have you not!"

Roman ate the cucumber slices before getting up to which Virgil quickly covered his eyes with his wings while waving his hand around to grab ahold of the nearest towel "A diva needs an hour at least" She replied while taking the towel.

"I guess you don't have water bills in Hell. I'm in and out in under five"

The demon squinted his eyes at him "Maybe you really are straight"

"Dude it's a strategic thing! Where are you most likely to be murdered and where are you the most vulnerable? The shower! The less time in there the less you are likely to die!"

For the first time Virgil got to see Roman smile as she let up into a snort. Her face looked a lot fuller when she smiled as the fat on her cheeks bundled up under her eyes. But it only lasted for a second before she turned to put her clothes back on. The angel felt his face turn hot.

"I'll get you a hoodie. We should be as unnoticeable as possible" He said as he turned to leave the bathroom.

Roman just let out a humm in agreement and it wasn't until he had put on his corset acting as a shirt and shorts that he realized he had let the angel out of his reach. A lump of anxiety filled his throat as he threw the door open and got ready to chase after the damn angel, but instead he caught Virgil rummaging around in the drawer next to his bed.

"I got like 4 identical of these ones so you don't have to thank me. Actually please don't. Being thanked is awkward as he- very awkward" Virgil said as he handed the demon a black hoodie similar to the one he was wearing.

The demon took it wthout saying a word and noticed it smelled like pizza. Virgil must have seen his nose wrinkling because he hurried to explain.

"I wear it while working. I'm a nightguard at a uh resturant place thingie" He took out his phone "We should probably go to the bus station by the way. I'm just gonna grab my headphones because it's going to take a few hours"

--

"I think all of you are WILDLY underestimating how close I am to killing everyone in this room right now!" Janus yelled.

"Even the dog!?"

"EVEN THE DOG! So stay back!"

Logan shrugged before sitting back down in his armchair since clearly getting closer wasn't making the situation any better. He tugged at his husband's hand to do the same but Remus stayed standing with his hands hung aimleesly in the air towards Janus.

"You BETTER be taking the piss on me with saying that Remus- that You were looking to KILL me!?"

His eyes darted between the three demons to catch any falter of expression, any sign that they had been joking. They had to have been joking. He meet eyes with Remus and as he watched who he thought had been his boyfriend mouth the word 'Sorry' his whole body turned cold.

"That time when I had a nightmare about you- you choking me, that wasn't a dream. Was it? It was real wasn't it?"

Remus nodded.

Janus gasped for breathe and his sight became tinged with tears which he desperately tried to force back. His chin wrinkled and throat ached from holding it back but he couldn't break down now, he had to wait until he was safe.

"You were the ones who brought me into this non-human business and I am just soooo interested in adding even more problems to my life" Janus waved the shard towards them "Not like I have enough just with my job and surviving and not getting tricked by another brain decifient rat! So I am going to leave and all of you can do whatever you now want on your own!"

"You can't leave" Logan responded in a calm voice.

"You can't tell me what I can do"

"What my husband is trying to convey is that it's not safe for you to leave" Patton interrupted "As far as we know Remus' brother is still looking to kill you and there could be other demons, or non humans, looking for you as well. If you stay within our home we can protect you at least"

Janus took a long wavering breathe and pushed back the urge to cry "Fine, But I do not want to see any of your ugly faces right now"

"Of course kiddo-"

"No one gave you, you dodgy cracker muppet, the right to call me that"

"Of course..There are three bedrooms on the second floor. Pick whatever one. All of them have locks. Just tell us if you need anything, whether that's more human food or a hug"

Patton tried to send him a bright smile but the human just backed towards the staircase without letting his eyes go off the demons. Nico trailed along with him and let out quiet roos to comfort him but Janus didn't pay her any mind. After he had disappeared up the stairs Remus continued to listen to his foosteps until the sound of a door getting slammed shut rang through the house.

The demon burrowed down into the couch and felt all of his energy slip through his fingers. An unbearable weight laid down upon him making it so that all he could do was watch as the older demons had a hushed conversation before continuing to go about their day. Even blinking was exhausting as he watched Logan read through the rest of his newspaper and Patton clean up the shattered remains of the plate.

It was so strange seeing him. A living breathing person. A Patton. The Patton. Kneeling down on the ground to pick up the larger shards before carrying them to the trashcan.

He had the sort of build that made people assume he had played rugby in highschool. He was on the shorter side but stout and broadshouldered with his long greying hair flowing down in a thick braid to his waist. His beard had it's own tiny braid ending in a tiny blue bow. He wore glasses just like Logan but it was clear that his didn't have any lenses and were just there for accesories. He looked like he would give great hugs.

He didn't look....like a Patton. He didn't look blood thirsty or ready to stab his own kind in the back but Remus supposed that he didn't look like that either...or...well...on second thought he probably did look a bit feral at least.

Somewhere along the way Remus fell asleep and when he woke up again the blinds in the windows had been shut and the lights in the rooms had been turned on, though they were dim. The tv was on but on a quiet volume and the demon couple were sitting in each of their airchair with Logan's tail hanging over the edge of his chair like a bridge to intertwine with Patton's arm.

Remus turned to scratch at his bandages which notified the couple that he was awake. Logan leant his head back almost in relief at finally being able to turn the volume up while Patton waved at the younger demon.

"Are you feeling alright kiddo? Injuries aren't leaking are they? No puss or blood?"

He shook his head.

"Good! We don't want to put too much strain on your body right now so how about you get a good long night's sleep and we will sort out your voice thing tomorrow? We'll get it back in no time" Patton cracked his knuckles as he said so.

Remus hadn't been aware getting his voice back was an option so all he did was nod.

"Great! You feeling pekish by the way?-"

"I am not touching that man until he has been given a dozen vaccinations and gone through a pest control" Logan interrupted.

Patton rolled his eyes "Honey I was going to suggest that I know some good local humans who are very nice in case he- well in case you need to feed. I'm guessing your Janus friend isn't in the mood"

The demon did a thumbs up to show that he wasn't hungry.

"He is also strikingly asexual" Logan added again.

Remus mimicked an offended gasp before doing a sucking dick motion.

"Yes yes you are a sex champion" Logan replied in the most dry tone imaginable "I am aware"

--

"We could have flown there"

Virgil took off his headphones to look at Roman who sat in the busseat right next to him "Huh?"

"We could have flown there" Roman repeated.

"Is that what you broke your vow of silence for, and interrupted my Gerard Way for"

They were sitting in the back of a bus with Roman having forced Virgil to sit closest to the window so that he couldn't run away. The angel sat with his legs cramped up against the back of the seat in front of him like a teenager on their way to school and had been deep in his headphones for the past hours which had left the demon to stew on nothing but thoughts.

"I have wings too yknow, they're just retractable. We could have. It would have been quicker. But you think I'm too weak to fly that far"

"Maybe I was just too lazy to fly. I'm 65% marsupial actually and marsupials are lazy..I think"

"I'm not weak!" Roman continued having not listened to him "I'm just a bit..frail for the moment. It just means I need an epic training montage. Ugh. I feel...Do you know the little mermaid?"

"...Personally or.."

"The movie"

"I've lived on earth for forever. so yeah"

"I feel like one of those sickly people groaning in Ursual's cave"

"Okay I don't know it in That much detail. The nightmare before christmas is more of my style for animated movies"

"Oohohoh so you're the owner of the dvd I saw in your apartment. I thought it was the humans"

Virgil crossed his arms and tilted his head so his cheek squished up against his shoulder "Jannie scrunched up money from selling gum on the playground to buy it for my birthday. Sally is like my favorite..ever"

Roman watched the way the angel's eyes perked up slightly while his thumbs played at the loose threads at the ends of his hoodie. His hoodie had the same lovingly made patchwork pattern as Sally's. A twang of guilt picked at his heart.

"..Sorry about undressing so suddenly before. As a succubi, with a pseudo nudist brother I might add, nudity is quite common for me so I sometimes forget it can make others flustered. I'll warn you beforehand next time"

Virgil's head shot up and he had a wide eyed rose cheeked stare "No- uhm- it was- like fine. Didn't bother me since y'know..Im like into- uhm I mean- not into anything- Just straight or like nothing at all"

The demon let up into a bubbly laugh "Sure, Jan"

"No uhm Jan is my human's name. I'm Virgil"

"I know. It's a reference to earth media"

"Oh" His face flushed even more "Right. 'Course" He fiddled with his thumbs for a while before mumbling out "I dont think you look like those sad Ursula creatures by the way. I think you look..uhm...like....regular...fine"

"So someone does know the movie!"

"Ursula is a camp icon! It has one of the best Disney villain songs! Sometimes I rewatch it okay!? Nothing wrong with that!"

"It's my favorite movie"

"Huh...oh..uhm good choice. Solid. Classic"

Roman sent him a smile before his expression suddenly sombered and he turned to look out the window on the other side of the bus. He had surprised himself by how easily it being his favorite film had slipped out after everything he used to like had seemed so gray these past months. Even now he had spent the busride staring out at the tiny human houses zooming by and the fully bloomed trees questioning where the beauty he had seen was but for a moment, when he had talked to Virgil, it had come as naturally as breathing.

"We have to get off. We're 'sposed to change to a train here" The angel interrupted her pondering.

As they stepped off the bus (and Virgil had an anxiety spike over wondering how best to thank the bus driver) the demon swirled her tail around his arm to make sure he didn't run off. The angel meanwhile sunk several centimetres down by somehow making his posture worse and hid his face with his hood as they entered the crowd of people waiting at the centrail station. The two of them hid away in a corner for a while before Roman asked

"Should we get something to eat so you can bite that instead of biting your lips to the bone?"

"But then I'd have to talk to the cashier" Virgil's voice was barely above a whisper.

"With my infinite charm I can do that you simpleton. Don't tell me your brain is made out of patchwork as well"

"Fuck off"

"I could easiy win a fuck off over you"

Virgil rolled his eyes but let himself be dragged along to the nearest food court in the station and stayed close to Roman while she ordered large fries for the angel, since fries were biteable and could take a while to eat so he thought it would be good stress relief. He got himself some overnightoats as well before continuing to drag the angel along to a table near the corner. He let Virgil sit on the inside of the table so he could keep watch over the humans while Roman sat with his back turned.

"There's like an hour until our train comes...in case you want to like...Ugh" Virgil massaged his knuckles against his forehead "Being around you is such an anxiety inducing dilemma"

"Because I'm the type of beauty you can only find in a fairytale?"

"Because I obviously shouldn't like encourage you to make humans sin but also I'm a fucking guardian angel and everything in me yells at me to like make you not like pass out from not eating"

Roman looked offended "What makes you think I don't????"

"Dude your hand is shaking just from holding that spoon" Virgil scratched at his face "I've never been away from Jannie like this. I don't- I don't know what to do if I'm not protecting him. Like I was made to guard him and now he's not here. And I like failed...Yeah I'm sounding cringe as fuck right about now"

Roman laughed "It sounds like you've attached yourself to guard me in lieu of the human like some gay couple of penguins adopting an orphan penguin in place of their own"

"Bro please" Virgil's cheeks had turner red again, it was nearly more more to see him flushed than not at this point "you are not in the slightest as cute as a baby penguin or my Jannie. Besides you're a demon. You don't need proteting"

Her laughed soured a little as she leant her chin on her hand "Yeah..Guess I don't"

Virgil forced his head down to stare at his fries because every time he looked at Roman with his slender fingers and long neck he understood why he was a succubi. He glanced up and caught the demon licking spilled oats off of his pinky finger before quickly looking down again.

"By the way I don't think you and Remus look that similar. You look alike but like...as twins do. He literally has a porno mustache. I don't get how your uhh boss or whoever that was couldn't call you by your name. Is all upper managment in he- your home like that?"

Though Roman looked at him while he spoke it seemed more as if she was staring right through him "..yeahh" The word seemed a bit forced.

"Shit...The only time I would even go to Heaven much less meet upper managment is if my human died and they called to assign me a new one. I was close to becoming an anxiety puddle just from being near that guy for 5 minutes, I would definitely spontaneously combust if I had him as a boss-"

"Can we talk about something else now" Roman suddenly cut him off with the spoon still in his hand now shaking so hard he nearly dropped it "What do you think a sequel to Nightmare before Christmas would look like? Have you thought about it? I find it a very interesting creative excersise"

"Pff" Virgil leant his arms on the table to make himself more comfortable "Of course I've thought about it! Obviously!"

"Spill it then Soury Claus!"

"Sure sure. If you insist. So basically I think-"

--

Patton draped a blanket over Remus' body and smiled at the sound of his snores before he ventured up to the second floor of the house. The upper floor was divided into three bedrooms. One bedroom for when Patton wanted some alone time, one for Logan's alone time which the human had currently locked himself in and the shared masterbedroom which the demons used most of the time. They called it bedrooms but since neither of them actually needed sleep the rooms were more similar to hobby rooms. The beds acted as a pleasant alternative to a couch much more than actual beds.

Upon walkng into the master bedroom he saw his husband standing by the window to catch the last light from the day's sun to check the dirt on his glasses. Patton went up behind him and bapped his knuckles against his spine as a form of massage. Logan leant into it and tilted his head to smooch at his husband's forehead.

"It doesn't fit together" Logan mumbled "If what you have told me about the upper managment of demons is correct it doesn't make sense for them to simply pick a human at random. There must be a reason for it. I think there is something Remus is keeping from us"

"He's sleeping right now. Asking him can be another thing for tomorrow. Gosh soon I'm going to need to write a list about everything we have to do tomorrow- We haven't even taken Nico out for her evening walk! My brain is all over the place!"

"He doesn't need sleep. He needs to give us answers"

"He's been through enough for today" Patton moved his hands up to massage his husband's shoulders "You wanna know what I think?"

"As always, yes"

"I think you should check up on Janus. Have a talk human to human"

"Honey it's been a long time since I was human"

[trash----panda]

Story time my garbage gallery

Tw. Swwh and bitey owie

We didnt know how it happened or where it came from, it was all too quick, these creatures from the stars nearly wiped humans off the face of the earth in a matter of days. Nora had managed to find a survival group, one of the lucky few who lived in groups. They'd been together the past month, their camp was near the Parrvian nesting grounds, it was risky but it kept raiders and the ones better at hunting away. Today was a special day for them, they'd been preparing hide from the dead one in the hopes of masking their scents. Parrvians had no eyes, just a bunch of nostrils along their snouts, they stood at about 10 meters tall, but their bodies were long and ferret-like. Nora had convinced John and Haro that they could pass by unnoticed with those suits, they didn't believe her but chose to indulge. That brings us to the now, the one dressed in hide creeping out from behind a broke building on all fours, clicking the back of her tongue like the Parrvians did, her friends taking notes behind the rock.

"they dont even care" "dude that one just sniffed her" "how's she even making that noise"

They spoke hushed so they wouldn't be found, watching in awe, soon to be replaced by terror. She glanced back at them, not noticing the one approaching her, his fur pattern a splash of greys and blacks like a calico's pattern. She couldn't figure out what was wrong till she saw one of them mouth "mutation" she froze, slowly looking up at it. It felt like it was staring back, mutations just meant they had different aspects to them the species didnt, the issue here is everyone in the area knew this one, stories of it had been left on the community board the groups used to communicate, this was Roc. She tried to take a step back, clicking to try and throw it off, instead being picking up between it's talons and brought to it's face "you humans outdid yourself this time, i almost thought you a pup" she paled, her heart rate jumping as she tried to pry his hand off, afraid the others would swarm hearing that. Her struggles only getting a chuckle in response "my kin dont understand english, they just hear weird noises" he sneered, putting her down "so i suggest you run along before i decide you arent THAT interesting" he started to walk off, dragging his tail a little. She glanced at her teammates frantically beckoning her to leave before instead going over and pulling some hair out of his tail. The boys paled, already prepared for the worse, ready to post they'd lost someone today. Roc turned around and snarled at her, holding her down under his claw, his cheeks a warm pink "what the hells was that?! Do you even know what you just did?!" She hesitantly nodded, struggling to get her arm free, but when she did she ripped out some of her own hair and offered it. He sniffed at it before getting off, a growl escaping him, it sounded more embarrassed than angry as he stormed off instead of ending her. She hurried back to the others, smiling brightly "i'd call that a success" John slapped her in the back of the head "dont. Flirt. With. Predators." She winced rubbing her head, following them as they headed back to camp.

Over the next few months she kept visiting, reporting her findings on the board, noticing strange notes claiming the board wasnt safe anymore. She came to find out why when she came to check it one evening, getting tackled by a clawed hand 2x her size. She was probably the worse one to get caught, not panicking when brought up to the grey speckled muzzle to be sniffed, a long and tired huff escaping the larger creature "you know one of these days i'll actually eat you" she gave a little shrugged "kay" he seemed annoyed at this, putting her down "what are you even doing here, why are you all here, it reeks of human all over" she glanced at the board, that was a flaw, they all left trails home "it's where we share information, mostly stories about you" he did that weird blush again, she liked it, it was cute "they take a note and pin it here and we get the info by coming" he leaned close to sniff the board "fascinating... Can you read me some?" She hesitated, going over to the board "food found over near old creek road, will share. The Roc is approaching Junker city, if anyone can lead it away. Nesting season is coming prepare to collect egg shells" he wrinkled his snout "why collect eggs" she shrugged "smell like you" after about an hour he grew bored, quietly thanking her before just slinking off, she was hurt he just left but that didnt matter, he didnt seem to care about that.

Spring came quickly, humans gathering egg shells when the nest were unattended, including Nora's group. They'd sent her alone since the hide was tailored to her size. She'd assumed it'd still work, gathering up chunks of shell, marching along through the nests, that is until she noticed they seemed to be "staring" more than usual. She waited for one of the females to approach her again, sticking her arm out for it to smell, yah that'd be -CRK- it bit into her arm, she could feel the teeth scraping against her bone as she tried to pull her arm away, dropping her egg shells. What- how- she got her arm free when it tried adjusting it's grip, trying to run, she could hear it roaring to alert others of the nest intrusion. She felt dizzy as the wound bled, it was deeper than was safe, she needed to find somewhere to wrap it. She looked back to check if she was being followed, so focused on the swarm she didn't notice the one in front of her until it was too late, the massive jaws scooping her up like a pup. She tried to protect her good arm, all of her except for her legs engulfed within the beast, trying to pry her fingers between its teeth to get it to let go. The teeth moved, but her relief was short lived as they simply let go, gravity doing the rest. Her head hit the soft palette at the back of his mouth, already soaked in saliva she was pretty easy to slide around, she was trying to get her bearings before the ground disappeared from under her, she didn't even have time to yelp as the muscles opened up and swallowed her. It was so tight she thought she'd suffocate before anything, pushing and kicking as tears clouded her eyes, this wasn't supposed to happen. She was pushed into a smaller chamber, it wasn't as tight at least but it still didn't give her much room. She whimpered, her whole body aching as she slowly gave up, not sure if the moisture on her cheeks was her own tears or just the digestive enzymes surrounding her. A gentle purr rocking the walls against her "i told you i'd eat you one day" the words echoed around her, she let out a little sniffle "wh- Roc?" She waited for a response, scared her mind was playing tricks on her "of course, who else would eat something as trashy as you" he wasnt good at jokes, hoping they did ease her mind though. She pressed her face into the wall, whimpering "you big idiot" he pressed back from the outside "that's not what you call someone who rescued you" she chuckled, trying not to choke on her own tears. He rubbed his sternum ".... I didnt eat you ok... You're in my crop?" She nodded a little "o-ok" he heaitated before speaking again "you're safe, i promise" she laughed again, just overwhelmed "i know"

[yj-98]

hello everyone. me again. cowboygame time.

context needed for the post: previous posts about arthur + john, and also that the dad that runs the gang theyre in is named dutch, and their other dad whos been with dutch the longest + was the most like an actual parent to them is named hosea

ANYWAYS! today i consider. being your fathers' son.

its like. interesting and compelling to me that arthur and john are definitely Dutch's Sons. plucked from orphanhood and moulded in his shape and ideology and have been with him and his gang family for decades by the time u meet them in the games. dutch puts a big emphasis on Family and commitment, and you see it in arthur and his dedication to the gang and you see how john crumbles under that weight and how him having left the gang for a year irreparably damaged his relationship with arthur. like they Are Dutch's kids. and dutch is not a nice man.

and arguably arthur and john arent nice either. but they are kind. they bite at each others tails and can be real assholes to people, including people they love, but they know when to be gentle. they know who is undeserving of ire and they know when to put down their ego. maybe not necessarily when it comes to each other but they still have moments between the bickering when they can offer "i owe you" "you will keep owing me" "thank you" "of course".

they learned this through dutch, this instinctual rise to any challenge. but it's lucky that theyre also Hosea's sons....... hosea taught them to read (alongside dutch), was a gentler and more grounded figure in their life. he's a cheat and a conman but hes Not dishonorable and he's genuinely shown to be very kind and good with kids and he cares for his boys as real kids he never got to have.

hosea is shown to be the level-head that balances out dutch's neuroses. he fights against dutch's more wild decisions. hes taught his sons to respect dutch but still question. hes the oldest in the group (dutch's senior by like. 10 years i believe. theyre both 40-50) and he didnt get that old being stupid. hes the robin hood w/ the golden heart. a former actor with love lost who's gone too far down this road with dutch to ever look back but doesnt look forward blindly.

and hosea spends so much time agonizing over his youngest son not thinking. thats the common gripe w/ john, that hes emotional and acts out blindly and he just doesnt think. contrast him to arthur who has at this point spent 20 years of his life being dutch's muscle. but hes got kindness at his core. he begins to question. hes a protector, hes an artist, hes tired. john questions because it fits wrong, arthur questions because death brings clarity. they are opposites here. john more like dutch who questions from the start and arthur more like hosea who only really starts to act after hes already a slow-boiled frog. arthur is compartmentalization to johns bleeding rage.

and when you look at them together. at how they react to each other. ESPECIALLY in the start, when johns rejoined them but arthur is still angry and hurt... on the surface its that john broke the first thing dutch taught them. loyalty. traitors dont come back. leave and youre dead to us.

but then the hurt of john LEFT the family. john's fear was more powerful than his love for his family. arthur was left behind. (and then why was he allowed back? why were exceptions made?) and THEN its that arthur had a kid, and while he wasnt more than friends with the kids mother, he didnt get a chance to watch the kid grow up to an adult. he helped coparent until one day he found them both dead and murdered. and john was willing to throw it ALL away + he hasnt made much effort to do better since coming back. the theme of the story over both games is feeling like they dont Deserve second chances. that there Are no second chances. there is no redemption. and yet john is given second chances, hes given chances at redemption, even if the rug is pulled. and arthur spends the last year of his life trying to redeem 35 odd years spent "wrong" to him. and his last chance is to make sure that his brother can, at least.

i just really like that it feels like a neat little bow. that arthur likes hosea better between the two. that they had hosea. that it comes full circle on both sons characters. that theyre ultimately flawed people trying to do good. a perspective they have because of hosea, even after he dies, in spite of dutch being hellbent on destroying their lives

[doxiedreg]

3, 10, 20 and 30 for the last oc you have drawn :]

take two because i accidentally exited out of the ask and lost what i had typed so far ;-; ALSO SO SORRY ANSWERING THIS TOOK SO LONG, I am not having a good week energy wise. It's now like a week later gdrhkghkfdg or at least it feels like it, i have no sense of time. 3.What is/was your character’s relationship with their father like? Morrison: Doesn't remember his dad as he ran off with another girl when he was like 5 years old and also they didnt really have any meaningful interactions in that time even if he could remember. Morrison's dad was very not ready for kids and had 0 interest in raising them so he mostly ignored morrison and his siblings and then as soon as a different pretty thing came along he ran away like a coward, not even leaving his ex girlfriend with child support. Morrison also is not really interested in looking for him, it's his fault he had to be the man of the house at a young age and help raising his younger siblings and manage the house. At least helping his mom with finances made him realise he was a natural at doing paperwork and managing money which is a very good skill to have in the criminal underground Gin: Very bad, suffered physical and mental abuse from both his parents. It's why they have a permanent crooked tail, she didnt receive proper healthcare after the incident so the bones never set correctly. His parents were of high prestige you see? And they wanted a heir they could be proud of to take on their legacy. But when Gin was born, she was mostly mute and behaved very weirdly in his parent's eyes. Their parents tried to teach the weirdness out of him, then when that didnt work they got frustrated and the vocal abuse started and then eventually it escalated to physical abuse and gin was beaten and scratched whenever she showed an undesired behaviour. However Gin still remained the way they were and if anything started to act out more as his needs were not met and she was scared and frustrated and angry. In the end when he was 10, gin was unceremoniously kicked out on the street with only the clothes on their back. His parents telling her she wasn't worthy of being asociated with them. They happened to have been dumped in the poor neighborhood morrison resided in with his mom. They met shortly after and morrison felt bad for gin and also saw potential in them with how big and strong they were. He was 15 at the time and decided to ask his mom if gin could be taken in. Since Morrison was a big help at home, his mom didn't mind, and gin was lovingly raised along with Morrison's siblings. They have been inseperable since. (also yes this means i changed morrison's age to 43. OC development can happen on the spot like here)

10. Does your character feel more comfortable with more clothing, or with less clothing? Morrison: More clothing! Makes him feel fancy >:) He likes wearing suits and bowties and all the accessories! Gin: Prefers less and loose clothing. It makes him feel less restricted in their movements! And also just more comfy, she hates tight fitting clothes, especially denim. 20. what ways does your character compare themselves to others? Do they do this for the sake of self-validation, or self-criticism?

Morrison: He is trying to match Thorn in notoriety(sp?) and secretly wants to overthrow him but he knows that needs more planning so he is just extremely passive aggressive towards thorn now. So definitely self validation, he wants others to see that he is the better mob boss! Thorn is just some old cheese who thinks he can stomp all over the others by making them pay his stupid taxes. Gin: Gin very much looks up to morrison and strives to be the best bodyguard they can be for him. He often struggles with feeling like she isn't worthy of morrison's praise and care and feels like they are stupid due to the years of abuse. But morrison is quick to point out that gin is his most valued gang member and that they have an amazing brain for tactics. Gin still struggles to accept he means it and isnt just saying it to be nice but she still very much cares about him. So self-criticism for them.

30. What does your character find repulsive or disgusting?

Morrison: Cheese. He might be a rat but he hates the stuff. Will get offended if you offer him some and will indirectly insult people by comparing them to cheese. (for example calling thorn "the big cheese" or "old cheese" or calling his expendible crew members "little cheese biscuits") Also don't compare him to chucky cheese, he will sicc gin on you on the spot. He might be using an arcade as a front for his shady business but that's just disrespectful! Gin: Gin doesn't like the smell or texture of fish or really any seafood. Not to mention all the lil pokey fish bones you have to deal with its just disgusting to him. They very much prefer red meat and chicken. Gin is not a fan of strong smells in general like perfumes, those super musky shampoos, strong deodorants and the smell of cooking broccoli and cauliflour. It just makes her gag immediately. Eggs are also a smell and texture they hate, especially cooked ones. Morrison is perfectly happy to accomodate to that though and is careful to only take him to restaurants that serve her safe foods whenever they go out to eat together.

Whew thats finally done! This was a fun exercise to develop my new babies, I hope you guys will enjoy this read :) You can find more oc asks answers on my oc blog @elena-oc-blog

[ppnuggie]

　　　　　　CAFE CON — g1!cons x reader

　　　　『　thundercracker ,, soundwave ,, gender neutral human reader 』

　　-> cafe con au w/ reader

　　— fluff ,, sfw ,, crack ,, second pov

　　— cons in bunny suits have been on my mind 👁 if youre not sure as to what it is ,, its my au where the decepticons have a cafe called ‘cafe con’ and the autobots have ‘bot bakery’ and their rivalry is between each other n who has a better establishment n stuff ,, tho the cons wear bunny suits and the bots are catboy maids 😏

• you were new in town ,, having just moved to the city after graduating to look for jobs and stuff yknow

• whilst walking down the street you saw a cafe ,, labeled in a soft font with light purple coloring read “cafe con” ,, whilst it was an odd name you didnt bother to question it as you walked inside

• the interior was nice ,, a black - white - purple - and a dash of light green for a color scheme ,, it almost reminded you of an 80s diner with the checkered floor ,, the juke box ,, and the booths and bar stools

• you had waited to be seated ,, taking in more of your surroundings as you saw that the people running this cafe happened to be the new mecha aliens from cybertron that everyone seemed to know

• well ,, almost everyone ,, since you never saw them up close and this was your first time seeing them ,, as you’d always thought they were some silly government experiment

• however you weren’t expecting to see them ,, running a cafe in what looked like those bunny suits that you’d see women wear ,, not a onesie but those ones you’d see on a inappropriate magazine that your dad would stash away

• it was surprising to say the least ,, though you suppose they had to make money someway or another ,, and money was money

• it didnt take too long to be seated ,, your waiter being a blue mech with sort of wings behind him ,, he was quite taller than you ,, he seemed about 10 or 11 ft

• he introduced himself as thundercracker and gave you a menu ,, letting you scan it over for a drink for starters ,, which you looked at the variety

• the names were foreign and strange ,, yet intriguing as the picture beside them looked quite delicious to drink ,, though you settled for “evening novastorm” which was a fruit juice mix with a bit of honey and some sugar

• he left with that ,, and when he turned around you noticed the little fluffy cotton tail attached to his bottom ,, eyes quickly diverting away and staring elsewhere to not seem rude for staring at an alien’s ass

• when he returned and handed your drink ,, you didnt waste any time and took your first sip ,, flavors flowing along your tastebuds ,, it was sweet and lovely ,, the taste of pomegranate with a bit of strawberry present within the drink

• you told your waiter it tasted lovely ,, to which he smiled softly at and asked what you’d like to eat for the evening

• you took another quick scan ,, giving a shrug of your shoulder and said you’d like to try the ‘stardust cheesecake’ and he had left once again

• the experience so far was lovely ,, people around you chattering and having their own meal choices ,, all the food around looked appetizing

• a plate had been set in front of you ,, thundercracker leaving afterwards to sit the other people down

• the cheesecake was white ,, almost pearly white ,, with purple sugar powder and a bit of blueberry drizzle ,, with two blueberries up by the top crust

• it smelled divine ,, cutting yourself a slice and taking the first bite ,, blueberry and another flavor you had no name for had overflowed your senses ,, it tasted almost herby yet had a sweet tang to it

• when you had finished your small snack and did a bit of a job application applying ,, you asked for a check and got ready to leave

• the one who worked the cash register was also blue ,, with a bright red sunglasses almost look over where his eyes would be ,, his name tag read ‘soundwave’

• you paid and left a nice review ,, placing a large tip in the jar and leaving feeling quite joyful about your recent experience ,, making a mental note to return another time

• across the street was another sort of establishment ,, in big and bold blue letters had read “bot bakery” ,, wanting to visit there one day

[tonberry-yoda]

Heya! What about some Angel Dust headcanons or a little fic for being Alastor's daughter (from 10 to 12 years old) and bonding (platonically) over him?? Like following him around the hotel and always trying to hold one of his multiple hands or trying to hug him by surprise, maybe even trying to cook something your dad tought you to try and impress him??? (Maybe even Alastor giving death glares to Angel when your not looking because "Do not dare to impose your sinful toughts over her, Dear Angel")

omg hi!!!! Seriously I LOVE this idea! It reminds me of when I did the Crocodile as a dad writings! I had a lot of fun writing this! Thanks again and stay super hydrated!!!

Alastor as a father and his child bonds with Angel Dust

Warnings - none!

Word Count - 919

Notes - I didnt make the reader the child and instead made the child a little girl per your request! i really like the little twist i did involving the reader, so please enjoy everyone! sending love and hugs as per usual!!! <333

The last person you expected to have a child was the radio demon, Alastor. He was terrifying and seemingly proud of it, so the last thing you expected to see him with was a child. So when you saw a kid running around the happy hotel with little fawn ears and freckles plastered all over her face, you couldn't help but be shocked.

You grabbed the little stinker by the back of her shirt and tilted your head as she giggled at you.

“What are you doing here, kid?” You asked, which made the kid giggle harder.

“I'm hiding from dada!!” The kid laughed and pulled away from you, running off again. But you didn't chase after her, instead, everything came together in your mind.

Deer ears? A little tail? It couldn't be… could it?

You ran to where Alastor was staying and threw his door open. He just turned to you and flashed a crooked smile. “Ah, y/n!! Good to see you! Are you in need of something?” He stood up from his spot and threw an arm over your shoulder.

“Uh, kinda,” you grabbed his arm and knocked it away from you. “Do you…” you couldn't believe you were about to ask one of the most gruesome and evil demons if he had… a kid.

“Do I… what?” He tilted his head, his smile dropping slightly.

“Do you have a kid?” You blurted out, now definitely knowing that Alastor had to be the father to that child.

Alastor just laughed. “Was she bothering you? I told her to stay out of trouble.”

Needless to say, you were shocked. “How can someone like… you have a child?” You looked him up and down, noticing every evil feature about this man and still not processing that he has a kid.

“Uh… long story.” He rubbed the back of his neck. “We should probably go check on her and make sure she’s out of any trouble.”

He grabbed you by the arm and you really had no choice but to check up on his kid.

As you got to the lobby of the hotel, you immediately heard giggling and found Angel Dust throwing the girl up in the air with all of his arms out in the open.

Alastor forced a smile, wanting nothing more than to tear his child from Angel’s arms. “Ah, Angel Dust,” he said instead as his child turned to him with a smile. “I see you’re taking care of Victoria.”

“Uh… not exactly taking care of,” Angel giggled, poking the girl with all of his fingers, which made her burst into laughter. “I'm not into the whole babysitting thing. She’s the one who came over here and asked to play.”

Alastor shot him a look and leaned down to Victoria, a smile immediately appearing on his face. “Is this true, dear? Did you want to play with Angel Dust?”

Victoria smiled and grabbed her dad’s ears. “Yeah! Angel is so nice!”

Alastor didn't want to admit it was nice to have a babysitter to watch his kid, so instead he just stood up and gave Victoria a kiss on the head. “Promise to not cause any trouble, little demon?”

She giggled and nodded. “I promise, papa! Plus, I wanna show Angel my secret hiding spot.”

Alastor wiped his hands and stood up, looking at Angel with a sharp enough glare to cut him. “Do you promise to behave, Angel Dust?”

Angel saluted at him and giggled to himself. “I promise, Al! Don't worry, sweet Victoria is in good hands.”

Alastor went to walk away, but turned to you. “y/n. Could you make sure they stay out of any trouble?”

Great. Now you had to be a babysitter for two demons. “Sure,” was all you said with a smile.

“Perfect! You’re the best!!” Alastor walked away and you felt a small hand grab yours.

“Wanna see something?” You turned to see Victoria smiling at you.

“Sure, kiddo. I would love to.”

She let go of you and ran over to Angel, grabbing his hand. “Piggy back!!!” She yelled, which made Angel giggle, but put her on his back. “Now go horse! To the kitchen!!”

Angel winked at you and smiled. “She’s fun. Way more fun than her dad.” He whispered, making you smile. It was nice to see Angel Dust in a good mood. It's not that he wasn't, but sometimes, his days would just turn to absolute shit due to his line of work, so to see him forget about that was a blessing.

You all walked into the kitchen and Victoria jumped down, grabbing a pan and a box of macaroni and cheese.

“Woah, what are you doin’ kid?” Angel leaned down and took the ingredients from her and you sat on the counter, observing the whole situation.

“Dada taught me how to make macaroni and I wanted to show you!”

Angel giggled. “Sure kid, but you gotta teach me too. I would love to learn how to make macaroni.”

She beamed at him, telling him every step and telling him to redo whatever he messed up. And then Angel, who obviously already knew how to make boxed macaroni, would tell her that it was “his own flare” whenever she said he was doing something wrong that he was doing right.

It was nice to see the two demons bond and make you an amazing bowl of macaroni and cheese.

Maybe there really was a chance at redemption down here in Hell.

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@tonberry-yoda

[ohcrumbz]

Sonic characters on a road trip headcannons! ☆

Going on a road trip with Sonic, Tails, Knuckles, shadow, Sliver, rouge, Blaze, and Amy - Genre: fluff, crack fic - gn!reader - modern au

this is going to be the worst car trip of your life sorry reader.

First of all, most of the people on this trip are so irresponsible, like I would rely on Tails and Sliver for actually getting food. Even then tails is googling to make sure he gets the right food because “everybody needs to eat a healthy diet” and sliver ignoring that completely trying to buy a year supply of candy from target WHILE USING YOUR CREDIT CARD. At least he has coupons.  💀 💀

You guys probably won’t even get 10 minutes away without Sonic trying to do some crazy bet. He’s trying to start beef with Shadow in the car because he thinks he can win. In his defense he says “I didn’t know he was so competitive!” The only reason he did it because he believed he would win so it would boost his ego. I hope you can drive well.

Let’s just imagine you have those camper vans you’re taking to wherever in the would you guys are going. I would imagine you stop at a pit stop to fill up on gas and eat some food etc. You might just go in the back and see Rouge, Blaze, and Amy having a whole spa day in the back. They’re just hanging out painting each other nails and talking about some new gossip around town. 

Even though its quite insane to have a spa in your camper van it’s more peaceful their than the other part. It’s going to look like a whole super bowl party in the back. Sonic, Shadow, Knuckles, and Sliver are having the most intense uno game you’ll ever see. In the end Knuckles breaks the table, Sonic and Shadow are about to get in a full on fist fight and Sliver is trying to get away from the crime scene with Tails. Sorry for getting left out reader  😭

It gets worse though, somebody let sonic cook in the kitchen AND HE DIDNT FULLY COOK ANY OF YOUR FOOD. So now everybody panicking because you’re just sprawled out on the floor feeling horrible. Yes they are panicking about you having food poisoning but also because they got nobody to drive them to wherever you guys decided to go. You recover days later, but not without banning sonic from a kitchen for life.

Maybe you should of just taken a plane.  💀

[diamonds0up]

!!✩General Iguro Dating Headcanons✩!!

First time I did this it crashed and didnt save</3 So lets try again!

Once again im writing this just to piss my friend off

And im also writing this for you Iguro lovers <3

(CONTAINS MANGA SPOILERS)

(BELOW)

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The first date was very awkward.. Iguro didnt talk much unless if he was asking something, or coming up with a complement for you. Even so, Just being around him made you happy. Even with these awkward moments.

Hes not the type to be "Soft" or "Shy" but he did get a bit scared when his bandages almost fell off around you. Not knowing what you'd think of how he truly looks. Since with the bandages he looks like some sort of, "Bad boy with a dark side" type of guy.

Though he did show you when you got a few months (9-10) into the relationship. Please praise him and tell him how beautiful/handsome he is, he truly deserves it.

The first time you both slept together was awkward again. Iguro was practically shivering but didnt want to tug the blankets away from how cute you looked, yet you were wide awake.

If you have any hobbies or interests he'll try them out. For example your hobby is cooking and/or baking. (For this scenario I'm just assuming your a demon slayer.) Once you've came back from a long mission there'd be delicious food on the table made by him. Perhaps your favourite too if you've told him.

He'll let you style his hair as well, Put it in a pony tail, A small braid. He doesn't mind, infact he enjoys it. He finds it cute when you do that.

Hes not that much into PDA, the most he'd do is hold your hand. Though in private he can be the most loving man you've ever seen.

Once again. PLEASE tell him how much you love him. Hes so touched starved and probably hasnt felt love that much until he met you.

Occasionally lets you take care of kaburamaru once in awhile, for example if hes busy taking something up with the other hashira.

Back to the sleeping topic, he probably kicks so hard in his sleep, I dont know why.. This is just a gut feeling.

His kisses without his bandages feel like heaven <3 his lips would most likely be soft.

Would, and will defend you with his life. He knows you can handle some things like slaying a low-ranking demon, Though he'd still protect you.

If you get mad easily or anything he'd try to be as patient with you, though he does get slightly irritated.

Not too much into PDA but he'd at least try to hold your hand, in private he's quite romantic <3

BONUS

Kaburamaru will occasionally slither where ever he finds comfortable on your body, Like around your neck, or arms. Or perhaps warmer spots like your chest to just relax.

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[nikrangdan]

lovestruck!enhypen x reader

pairing: lovestruck!enhypen x reader

genre: FLUFF fluff Fluff

description: how enhypen would be if they became lovestruck by the reader ☹️☹️ this is such an adorable request!!!! itll vary for each member ur relationships so you’ll either be strangers or already dating etc.

a/n: idk if all of them are lovestruck exactly bc i just got carried away with the fluff for some of them and idky maknae line revolves around sleeping BUT IDC sleepy!enhypen is the best 😁

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HEESEUNG

u worked at a pretty popular clothing store

and well well well heeseung had shown up dressed very much your style so u were like

Wow who is this guy....

he was alone just looking around

and there were like 10 other people in the store but u wanted to talk to him so bad so u went up like

“hi, welcome! are u finding everything okay?”

he was looking through a rack of shirts and turned around when he heard u but WOW

when this man turned around he looked even better in person u couldnt believe it 😫

BUT IT SEEMS HE FELT THE SAME BC U SWEAR HE BECAME SO FLUSTERED WHEN HE TURNED AROUND

his eyes got so wide u almost laughed it was so cute ☹️

he stuttered and was like “oh um im okay”

Aw man

but u said “okay then! let me know if you need any help finding anything or if u wanna use a dressing room!” and u sent him ur nicest smile u could give

his eyes were still kinda wide open and u gave him one last look before turning around😢😢

BUT THEN HE SAID SOMETHING

“w-wait! actually.. um....uh.. do u.. do u guys have sweatpants..?”

u giggled to urself on the inside bc u knew he just made that up on the spot

“we do! here, follow me”

while u were showing him the clothes u guys had exchanged names and had some small talk

and that was the start of something very Beautiful

and since then he has been coming almost everyday to visit u at work 🤗🤗

JAY

jay swore he found new things about u to love every single day

and today wasnt an exception!!!!

u knew jay had been really tired and just worn out from work recently so u had decided to make him his favorite meal for dinner

a nice little surprise for when he got home ❤️

and also the anime he was watching ready on the tv for u two to watch together :(

u had literally been preparing all day and u even decided to go out and buy dessert too

AWESOMEST PERSON EVER U ARE!

it was 8pm already and jay should be getting home now

u set the table all neatly and put on one of his sweaters

AND WOULD U LOOK AT THAT HE GOT HOME AS SOON AS U WERE DONE

Fate 🔥🔥

romantic stuff like this wasnt really ur forte so this was out of the normal for u

but u wanted to do something for jay because he did stuff like this for u alot

the table isnt in view when u walk into the apartment so he wasnt able to see his dinner yet

“hi” you smile brightly and go up to hug him and give him a little kiss

he had his bad slung over one of his shoulders and he was taking his shoes off in the doorway after he closed it

“hey.. it smells pretty good in here” he gave you a tired smile while one of his arms was wrapped around your waist

“really? it smells normal to me” you giggled before walking to the kitchen area together

he stopped and looked at u with LITERAL HEARTS IN HIS EYES when he saw the table

jay: ❤️_❤️

“y/n..”

“surprise!!! you know im not good with words but i wanted to show you that i can cook” you laugh “and that i love you very much and im so proud of you”

jay doesnt say anything but instead drops his bag on the couch and gives u the Biggest Hug Ever

ur face is practically smushed in his chest and his hand is resting lovingly on ur hair :(((

he loves u so much im so sad

JAKE

“layla!!! layla where are you?” jake was yelling quite loudly in the massive park he was in the middle of

yeah jake lost layla.. uh oh

quite a coincidence you found the cutest dog you’d ever laid eyes on

and she seemed to love u very much

the dog had made u topple over and now she was excitedly playing with you while you were sat on the ground laughing to your hearts content

after a minute of playing you had got up because you knew she was somebodys lost dog and her owner was probably looking all over the park for her

“okay.. lets go find your owner before they have a heart attack” you giggle

just as you said that though, you heard a boys voice yell “LAYLA!!!!”

the dog next to you looked in his direction, tail wagging and tongue out, but she didnt move an inch from her spot next to you

it made me you laugh out loud

as you were watching the boy run up to you, you noticed how cute he actually was

Omg..... ur heart started beating a little faster

“hi..” the boy hunched over with his hands on his knees breathing very heavily “you have my dog”

“uh yeah” you laugh “sorry about that, she ran over to me a couple minutes ago and i was just about to go find her owner”

“its okay, thank you..” he trailed off to find out your name and finally looked up to meet your eyes

“y/n” you told him

“y/n” he repeated with a small grin on his face “im jake”

“hi jake” you lightheartedly give him your hand to shake and he chuckles before taking the offer

“and it was nice meeting you layla” you crouch down to meet her level and she licks your face making you fall on your butt

you laugh and jakes quick to help you up

“layla! thats not very nice” he jokingly scolds her and pets her head

after u got up u bid goodbye to the two before jake invited u to continue walking around the park AND HE EVEN BOUGHT U AN ICE CREAM

Is This A Date, Jake? 😫😫❤️❤️❤️❤️😳😛😛

SUNGHOON

“you should be more careful” you scold the boy sitting with you standing between his legs

sunghoon had apparently gotten elbowed in the face by his friend and scratched by his friends cat on accident????

“it wasn’t my fault! he turned around and i just happened to be in the way. and i didnt even do anything to the cat!” he whined

“i didnt say it was your fault. i said to be more careful.” you tried to sound stern

u knew ur logic was making no sense but u just thought it was so fun to mess with him

he let out a sigh and gave up, slouching over again

you were stood between his legs, wiping the blood away and applying ointment

“im just kidding, you’re so cute” one of your free hands comes up to rub his hair

a small grin pops up on his face and his arms come to rest on your waist

he looks up at you while you focus on tending to his wounds

and u guessed it WITH LITERAL HEARTS IN HIS EYES

❤️_❤️

“you know y/n” he begins

you hum in response, letting him know you’re listening

“im gonna marry you one day”

you freeze in your place

it took you a minute to collect yourself because you felt like your heart almost leaped out of your chest

“who says?” you joke

he leans up to give you a quick kiss on the lips before sitting back down

“me.”

SUNOO

you noticed sunoo had been really tired lately and u just wanted to make him feel better :((

the boys were going out and invited you two obviously but you could tell sunoo was iffy about going

“uhh..” you trail off and look over at sunoo who was laying on the couch

“you know what guys? i think me and sunoo are gonna stay home today.. you guys have fun though!” you bid goodbye to the other boys and they all understood and left

you dont even know if sunoo knew they had left already because when you walked over to him his tired eyes were glued on the tv

“hey” you leaned against the couch and looked down at him

“y/n? are we going soon?” his eyes move to the top of his head to look up at you

you start laughing and he literally goes 🤨???

“silly, they already left! so what do you wanna do?” you plop down next to him and he was in the process of sitting up

“what? when did they leave...” his mouth drops open

“like 2 minutes ago” you giggle, leaning back to rest your head

sunoo had sat still, pondering for a moment

“why did they leave us?” he turned to look at you

your eyes met his “well i figured you didnt wanna go... you didnt, right?”

he slowly shakes his head “how did you know?”

you give him a sneaky smile and jokingly push his arm “because i know you so well”

he laughs at this and leans his head on your shoulder

“wow y/n.. im impressed” he grins, snuggling into your arm

your other arm crosses over to pat him on the head, leaning your head to rest on top of his

“but thank you y/n..” his eyes slowly close to rest “im thankful for all the little things you notice about me”

u literally go 🥺

your hand goes down to squeeze his and he falls asleep peacefully on ur shoulder ☹️☹️☹️❤️

JUNGWON

“y/n..what is that” jungwons eyes can barely open as he tries to comprehend whats going on while hes waking up

you haphazardly tap around the bedside table trying to turn off the new alarm you set last night

and that new alarm was jungwon singing 🤗

“its you, dummy” your eyes were still closed but you turned to face jungwon and snuggled closer to him

“wha- where did you even get that???” he was almost fully awake now, staring down at your half asleep figure

you yawned before answering in your i-just-woke-up-and-i-should-probably-drink-some-water voice “remember when you sang me to sleep last week? yeah i was secretly recording you. no biggie” you pat his chest twice and leave your hand there, content with life at the moment Lol

“y/nnnn” he whines “change ittt i dont like it”

“you’re kidding.” you deadpan, shocked he would say such a thing!!! “jungwon you sound like an angel threw up on a field of flowers full of puppies and kittens! okay thats kinda weird maybe not that”

jungwon giggles a little and sits up so he can sit against the headboard while your head rests on his lap

“you like my singing that much?” you can hear the smile in his voice as he asks you

you finally pop one eye open to look up at him, a goofy grin in your face

“i love your singing”

his hands run through your hair and you let out a sigh at the feeling

jungwon doesnt say anything

all he does is admire you

you can feel his eyes on you so you open your eyes again (both this time🙏🏼) and meet his eyes

“i can feel you staring straight into the depths of my soul, jungwon”

he laughs at this, bring his other hand up to pinch your cheek

“i’ll sing for you whenever you want me to y/n”

NI-KI

“shut up sunghoon, hes sleeping” you whisper-scolded the boy

ni-ki was currently asleep on you

literally SPRAWLED all over your body and you were basically mummified

by nishimura riki

his legs were tangled in yours, his head shoved into your neck, and his arms were bent around you in ways you didnt know were humanly possible

“you literally have an alien taking a nap on you y/n” sunghoon deadpans before walking out the room

“when you’re asleep sunghoon i will send you into a spacecraft for the rest of your life so you can go see aliens for yourself”

“wowww im so scared y/n” the boy remarks and shuts the door

you half laugh and half scoff before turning your attention back to the ipad screen sitting on the bed infront of you

well

kind of infront of you because ni-ki’s acrobatic position was basically blocking the view

you were having a decent time watching the show playing, definitely not the most comfortable person on the planet at the moment

until you felt the body on top of you.. rumble?

you knew that feeling

ni-ki was laughing

HOW and WHY the hell was he laughing ?!!?!!?!

“what the hell?” you look down at him and his face is shoved near your shoulder but you caught a glimpse of his big smile

his laughter gets louder and you still dont have answers yet

“why are you laughing???? i thought you were sleeping?????” you try to push him off you but he was persistent in laughing in your shoulder (??)

after a couple minutes of you just letting this happen

ni-ki finally speaks!

“you’re so funny y/n” he finally pulls away from you and wipes his tears

“what are you even talking about... and how long were you awake, you sneaky kid” you poke his chest

he leans down again to hug your waist and start cuddling you again

“10 minutes”

“so you’re telling me i could’ve freed myself from that god awful demon EMBRACE you had me in 10 minutes ago???!!”

ni-ki starts laughing again and looks up at you

“thank you for threatening to send sunghoon to aliens for me y/n” he grins

you laugh, finally understanding what the boy had been going on about

“sunghoon deserved it”

[chibikuroneko13]

1 3 5 7 9 10 15 16 >:3 with any OCs u wanna talk abt

ohhh!! heyyy chipperino been a while :D ty for the ask Hmmm, I guess I'll talk about my FFXIV character cuz some of these are dnd character spoilers for a follower 👀

Its kinda long so...

A bit of context: Kaz is my character in Final Fantasy XIV, Miqo'te are FFXIV cat-people, split into Sun and Moon tribes. Kaz is a Moon catboy, saviour of the world, praised by (mostly) all because FFXIV story makes you overpowered af and its great.

1. How does your OC feel about their full name? His name is Kazdr'a Tayuun, a fairly standard name for his clan, he has no particular attachments to it, it's just his given name. Most people just call him Kaz

3. How does their social personality differ from how they act when they’re alone? Depends on the company, if its with world leaders and stuff he does do his best to sit upright and look proper and polite and serious, all of which he is definitely good at /s. With friends hes more mischevious and smug about causing problems on purpose if hes in the mood for it. Alone hes rather quiet and contemplative, enjoying the silence.

5. Do they have a “tell” for when they’re lying? Oh his expression and tail swooshes give all of his emotions away, he doesnt even try to hide it. He rarely lies, he doesnt often have reason to, but his ears and tail would probably twitch or droop when lying.

7. What is their hair texture like? Soft like cat fur when it isnt caked in blood or just a mess from being out adventuring for a couple weeks.

9. Do they have a word or phrase that they tend to overuse? Not particularly, he doesnt speak often, hes generally a pretty quiet guy.

10. What is a weird quality that they have (ie their hands are always cold, they’re always hungry, they snort when they laugh, etc)? Hmmm. He is strangely pale. I've dabbled in the idea of him being undead, having died in the 7th Umbral Calamity but coming back somehow. Kaz wouldnt be aware of it though.

15. Are their greatest flaw and their greatest strength related and in what way? (ie very caring and helpful but a doormat, or very observant and shrewd but often paranoid) His greatest strength is his combat prowess, undefeated in any battle (so far). His greatest weakness? Probably his love of combat, it'll get him killed someday for sure. His other weakness is literature, he cant read, but thats not related in any way to being really good at stabbing things.

16. How has their childhood affected the way they view an aspect of their life (people, education, society, themselves, etc)? Moon Miqo'te are a tribe of hunters so he grew up learning how to hunt and kill which definitely influenced his goals of just finding tougher more interesting prey. Thankfully the whole misandrist society didnt affect him at all, totally blind to this whole gender thing, what's a gender and can I kill it?

Ty for the ask Chip! Join me on the critically acclaimed MMORPG Final Fantasy XIV with a free trial up to level 60 with no restrictions on play time and including the award winning Heavensward expansion sometime and you can see him in game 👀

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in lieu of doing more strenuous hand-based activities heres the Dogboy Gordon In Heat Megamix ive been talking about. i wrote this over the course of a couple months in an effort to feel okay about writing horny shit again and i only just realized there are nearly 6 thousand words here. and they only really fuck for like 10% of that

ta-dah

ive thought a lot about gordon being stuck back at gordonhouse after getting kicked out of barneyhouse. i think its ripe for a lot of pining. (and yes, he is pining over the guy hes actively banging. hes being a big mopey idiot over the fact that he doesnt get to have his fuckbuddy around 24/7.) absence makes the heart grow fonder or whatever and gordons already at a baseline of "wheres benrey. wheres benrey"......and now i am about to turn it up to 11

so lets say......gordons starting to feel weirdly under the weather. sweaty and irritable and tired. hes holing himself up in his room a lot, wrapping himself up in blankets to fight off a chill and a sniffliness that wont go away. and hes gettin awfully moody, too. real fuckin testy. starting shit with freemind for no reason and snapping at og gordon like hes a teenager. and......hes nesting, almost, or at least, gathering up a whole bunch of blankets and pillows and anything that smells vaguely like benrey. (hes not really aware hes doing this last thing.)

basically, long story short, feetman is fucked up. hes pathetic. hes being a huge bitch. at least og gordon feels vaguely sorry for him, and expresses this by way of observing him and trying to treat it. for science. its better than freemind, who just loudly complains about him being a huge bitch and reeking up the place. theres something weird coming from vr gordons corner of the house.....a musky, heady, hormonal kind of thing that makes freemind act simultaneously territorial and irritable and more lascivious than normal. and that also piques og gordons attention, because having both of them be wound up little freaks at the same time is enough to make even the most resilient person pull their hair out

now gordon primes got his suspicions as to whats going on, but hes not gonna tell vr gordon that he suspects hes going into heat. that would compromise the experiment, and all that. so poor gordons just going thru all this shit not knowing what in the fuck is wrong with him and getting more worked up and irritable about it by the day. hes convinced that hes just got the flu, or something......except, uh, haha, jesus christ he is horny all the FUCKING TIME

he doesnt get it! he feels like shit all the time, so why is he constantly fighting off boners and having weird wet dreams and thinking about-- well. his fucking boyfriend, he guesses. (are they boyfriends?? he doesnt know. he gets a weird, sharp pang when he thinks about them not being boyfriends, at this point, but its not like theyve ever talked about it!) gordons half-convinced that hes just losing his mind from being stuck inside all the time and he really just wants to see benrey again. its, like, all he thinks about. (see? hes losing it. theres the proof.)

the sucks thing for everybody else is that gordon is also Extremely Vocal about how shitty he feels and how much he wishes he didnt feel shitty so he could go see benrey and how much he cant stand benrey for not being able to read his mind and come over when he feels bad. eventually freemind gets so sick of his shit that he decides to cut out the middleman and get benrey involved directly. "come take care of your fucking dog before i call the aspca! animal neglect is a crime, asshole!"

(if pressed, freemind would adamantly reject the idea that hes being nice to gordon. but on some level, hes kinda sympathetic. the guys clearly miserable, and he just keeps asking for the same fucking thing. might as well humor him to shut him up.)

vr gordon is completely unaware of these machinations, however. hes just holed up in his room trying to work out what makes him feel better because, uhh, powerade isnt helping

jacking off doesnt do a whole lot for him anymore. like, it feels good, but its not very satisfying. gordon just ends up feeling more restless than anything afterward. and hes always stupid horny. more blankets. a box fan. less blankets. sleeping with one of benreys shirts pressed up to his face. grinding into his pillow when he wakes up hard from yet another weird dream. theyre all a little helpful, and he feels like hes working towards the right thing, somehow, but its never really enough to take the edge off

and then.....he tries......jerking off more. especially when he realizes that its bizarrely soothing to do so while he can smell benrey up close and personal on that stupid shirt of his. better still when he rolls onto his side.....and then his stomach.......rocking his hips into the mattress until he gets the idea to lift his hips a little. and......oh. cool. something kind of......clicks. in his head. as he raises his hips higher while he keeps his arms wrapped around a pillow and benreys shirt jammed against his nose. hes got that lil moment of realization that this is good, actually. this feels like a good move. and its making some of that discomfort melt away

and gordon thinks about.....how it felt. earlier. when they were with barmey. and benrey had him just like this, ass up, face down, and was spreading him apart and licking him open and making him submit and he groans so fucking hard that embarassment just rips through him like lightning. but his tail starting to wag a little faster.....electricity shooting through his belly......and he cant help but wonder. what if benrey had kept going? pulled back and-- maybe, replaced his tongue with his fingers, one at a time, curling them inside him and telling him how well hes behaving and-- and his dick throbs, hard, and gordon realizes he wants fingers inside of himself right fucking now, thank you, hes not fully certain how to accomplish it be he is going to fucking try

(sigh) so my guy figures out about the old fingers in the ass trick. and i need you to understand that i am fully convinced that this is one of those guys who has an uproarious reaction to getting fingers in his ass. mr repressed and uptight over here doesnt really get what the big deal is until he gets braver and pushes a little deeper and hes rock hard in an instant, goodbye, just like everybodys favorite creative writing exercise

and this is what he decides to do for a solid day or two without leaving his room, because, honestly, this is awesome. and the longer he spends jerking off the less time he spends stressing about the fact that his imaginations getting really vivid, here. sure, like, hes no stranger to weird dreams even before this, but this is the first time hes really letting his mind run wild and this dude is nonstop thinking about being bred and gordon still has no fucking idea that hes in heat. doesnt even occur to him

unfortunately this also does not solve his problems but at least it feels baller and it keeps him occupied. also, unfortunately, the increased rate of jerking off is causing a serious uptick in Dog Smells, the effect of which is turning freemind into a nightmare. its just not good vibes in this house. enter: benrey

now i need you to understand that when these two meet up again i want gordon to get Emotional. think about how genuinely excited he gets to see some of his pals in canon. the like......excitement and disbelief when benrey shows up outside his window throwing rocks at it before noclipping in. he forgets to even act pissed off at first. i think it would be super fucking cute for him to drop the game for a moment just out of shock, basically. his tails waggin, his ears are perked up, and hed probably tackle benrey to the ground if he wasnt also a sweaty, trembling mess whos been holed up in his room for days.

and benrey has No Fucking Idea what he has walked in on here. as far as benrey knows, freemind just demanded he get over there and take care of his dog.

(INTERLUDE: here is the part where i gin up a freemind POV of this exact scene. b/c i am out of my fucking mind

so. i had the thought of a freemind POV chapter where hes spying on gordon and benrey.....because. gordons in heat. ive talked about that scenario before too (literally so many FUCKING times okay i just need this dude to have the uncontrollable urge to be bred like a little bitch! and for benrey to take pity on him and make him feel better by nutting in him literally as many times as is physically possible!!!)

but i wanna manifest it in this specific way: from an outside perspective. voyeurism is great and also i have a one track mind and basically the only time i traffic in Other Guys in this fandom anymore is as a participant in gordon and benreys horse shit. Im not apologizing for this

lets say.....vr gordons behavior has been getting worse and worse for "unknown reasons" and freeman prime just sees it as a key observational opportunity for his research. while freeminds getting really irritated at how much its cutting into his normal way of life. for one thing, vr gordons room reeks, and he cant even escape it in his own room! and its turning him into a feisty, aggressive, and loud son of a bitch. but he cant even resolve it in his usual fashion at this point (baiting vr gordon into another competition/fuckfest) b/c gordons being a little sadsack holed up in his room and doesnt wanna play

but also.....he kinda just feels bad for the guy at a certain point. hes clearly really miserable and looks downright ill and all hes asking for is to see his boytoy again. (gordons convinced that hes dying, and feels the need to dramatically speak to benrey one last time before he croaks.) so freemind decides, in all his benevolence, to go over gordon primes head and drag the guy over there anyway. (with machinations, not his literal bare hands. what is he, a caveman?) he reasons that itll be a good opportunity to twist gordons arm into groveling at his feet later

and he spies on the two of them in gordons room.....why? idk. possibly something to do with investigating this relationship between a gordon and a barney that he had yet to fully analyze. tl;dr he gets trapped in their closet for a remix of that one barmey voyeurism chapter b/c why the fuck not

i just.....i dont know.....i think theres something really charming about a 3rd party not being able to fully make out what theyre saying or doing but piecing things together anyway.....like benreys weirdly soft tone of voice when hes talking to a super agitated gordon. as far as any of them know, hes not really like that. he either sounds bored or smug, but either way, its usually straight-up antagonistic

it would make freemind bristle to hear it b/c its almost a mocking tone, but.....it makes gordons shoulders drop and gets him to let go of some of that tension and thats probably fascinating to watch. literally soothing him like a stressed out dog, huh. smoothing back his hair and murmuring things in a low, even tone that freeminds enhanced hearing still isnt good enough to make out. (the guy mumbles, okay? he needs a fucking toastmasters meetup.)

it would equal parts horrify and fascinate freemind, in my onion. watching a version of himself fall that hard into the loyal pet role.....its pathetic! for all that gordon goes on about not being a slave to his instinct or whatever, he sure is doing a bad job of acting like it! its like watching himself, but worse.

and benreys having to soothe him like a startled animal b/c he doesnt even know whats wrong with himself, but theres something thick enough on the air that even benrey can smell it, and hes taking some stabs at the dark. especially with how charged some of the shit gordons saying is......"i cant fucking take it anymore", "you smell so good", "i dont know whats wrong with me, man, my dick hasnt gone down for days and im pretty sure i need a doctor-- no, a real one, not the other gor-- NOT a vet, JESUS"

and the whole time.....freeminds peeking from behind a closet door. watching them devolve from outright hostility into "gordon climbing into benreys lap and shoving one of benreys hands up his shirt and demanding that he fucking touch him already"

normally i dont think freemind would be averse to a little bit of voyeurism, here. if it was anybody else, hed probably at least engage in a little heavy petting. but this is getting weird, man. he cant shake the uncanny feeling that this is something too intimate for him to be watching. for one thing, gordons whimpering like a goddamn dog just from a little necking, and for two, hes never really been the kind of guy to watch people make out for 15 minutes before they get to the good stuff

its just kind of unsettling how much these two clearly really, really like each other at this point. its not like watching gordon prime give vr gordon a handjob as part of a "test". freemind expected more of a hatefuck kind of deal out of these two, what with how often gordons normally going on about how much he hates the guy, what a pain in the ass benrey is, how he just wishes benrey would stop jerking him around.....etc. freemind could shit himself right now. that lying bitch!

i imagine its also kind of painful, on a personal level, for him to watch this borderline-sappy shit. he cant even fathom being on the receiving end of that behavior, let alone from......well. theyve all got their barneys, right? and gordon primes basically doomed himself to incel status b/c he wont nut up and do anything about it. freemind just assumed they were all in the same boat: cursed to casual sex with their roommates/clones, forever, and unable to achieve any kind of intimacy b/c all 3 gordons are fucked up in the exact same way. since theyre all just diff flavors of the same fucking guy, right?

well, theres the evidence that hes wrong. and that vr gordons better than him, somehow. thats gotta suck, bro

anyway then he watches vr gordon get railed in the ass a bunch and jerks off anyway b/c its still hot. see ya)

“take care of your dog”. huh. hes got no clue what that means but, yknow, he does kinda miss his dog. hasnt seen gordon in awhile. and he immediately comments "wow. you look fucked up" in as blunt and unsympathetic a way as possible. but gordons so far gone that he cant even work up a good anger about it. he is pretty fucked up, man. and benrey sits on the bed and slaps his forehead with a palm to take his temperature (and that gets gordon to bitch at him, finally, that thats not how you do it, asshole) and judges that, uh, he is hot. in his expert opinion

and thats when gordon kinda grabs his sleeve and tugs it and starts tryin to say something. hes really bad at it, because he is having to perform the mortifying task of Owning Up To It, but eventually he manages to grind out that he needs benrey to touch him, please. just pet him. something. he feels really bad and he just needs benrey to scratch his fucking ears. this is the most gordon can cop to in one go, and it is such a sad struggle to watch, but benreys caught off guard by it and he feels weirdly bad for gordon upon hearing it so  hes just like "whoa, okay" when gordon tugs his hand to his head

gordon groans the moment his fingernails start scratching behind the ears and digging into his scalp. even just that much feels really fucking good. its comforting, for one thing, and its benrey, for another, and the physical touch feels so fucking good right now that goosebumps are crawling down his neck. gordon cant help but lean against benrey and bury his head in the crook of his shoulder. he wants to hide his face from scrutiny and he wants to get closer but he doesnt know how to say what his fucking problem is

and benreys weirdly quiet. just kinda mumbling and shushing him intermittently, awkward and not sure what to do b/c this is a level of intimacy he was not expecting but gordons sure is responding nicely to a second hand in his hair

so having both of benreys hands scratching at his scalp is really getting to gordon. hes scritchin behind the ears and gordons tails wagging at a mile a minute. the feelings making goosebumps race down his neck and arms. he starts kind of mumbling something into benreys shoulder, how hes been feeling so fucked up lately, and he squirms a little closer. hes not really aiming for anywhere in particular but every neuron thats firing in him right now is telling him to get closer. make contact. he missed the fucking guy, what can he say.

and one of benreys hands......slips down to gordons face. his jaw. a thumb pushing into that soft little divot between his jaw and neck, like hes trying to push up into gordons fucking teeth. its weird and bizarrely intrusive, but benreys hand is broad and warm and gordon leans into it anyway, groaning with relief. its not like its not doing anything for him. kind of the opposite, actually. then he palms at gordons neck, and gordon starts breathing harder. he can feel his heartbeat rabbit-fast, pushing against benreys skin (and theres no way benrey isnt feeling that, too).

benrey eyes are lidded and his breaths starting to get heavier, too. naturally, yknow, since gordons practically draped over him right now, melting all the more the longer benrey keeps petting him. oxytocin is crazy, man, especially when a guys in the full throes of some kind of chemical meltdown of the glands. gordons eyes are screwed shut, tail thumping furiously against the bed, and hes panting at benreys neck like hes a fucking dog.  he just doesnt know how to articulate what the fuck his problem is

benrey smells insanely good to him right now, and gordon just blurts that out. benrey gives him some shit for it, but when gordon only makes a weird noise in response and fists his hands in benreys hoodie, it makes him shut up real quick. hes squeezing out words about feeling like he needs something, but its clearly a fucking effort. its almost pitiful

so. gordons crawled right into benreys lap, too impatient after days and days of feeling like this (you know, being in heat, in so many words). hes been pounding off like crazy, that brand new collar of his strapped to his neck nearly every time b/c hes that desperate to feel… well. *benrey*. he cant fucking jerk off to thoughts of anything else - porn doesnt do it for him, and his fantasies slip right back to the same thing every single time. its frustrating! hes bisexual, for gods sake! its not like hes normally immune to the wiles of the Phat Ass White Girl, but lately he just keeps ending up on his hands and knees and whining benreys name into his pillow and he couldnt focus on a girls rack if he tried

point being. hes being awfully fucking demanding. (and also, hes wearing the collar *right fucking now)*. he shoves benreys hand up his shirt and shivers the moment he makes contact with gordons burning-hot flesh. and hes demanding that benrey touch him already, jesus, hes losing his mind! and benreys just crooning at him, “bossy, huh,” but hes scritching gordons ears and palming at his side and nosing at gordons neck and gordon starts to feel like hes melting into it. his protests at being talked down to are perfunctory at best

benrey licks a stripe up gordons neck and starts muttering his stupid horseshit right in gordons ear and it makes gordon clutch his shoulders so tight, claws digging into the meat of him. benreys kind of into it, though, and it just makes him laugh, low and harsh and right in gordons ear. that just makes gordons problem worse. he lets out quiet, nasal whines on every exhale, like a literal fucking dog.

he starts teasing, like, “haha, you’re *gagging* for it, bro,” but gordon doesnt respond with the defensiveness he expects. instead, its like opening a floodgate - he is, hes fucking *desperate*, okay, his dick hasnt gone down in days and he wants benrey so bad he cant see straight and he cant stop thinking about him and all of this comes tumbling out of him at once. gordons trying to press himself as close to benrey as he can physically get, legs straddling benreys lap and arms clutched tight around his back. and when benrey prods a little more, tells gordon to say what hes been thinkin about, gordon starts to pant, squeezing his eyes shut. but he cant bring himself to do anything more than choke and stutter on the words

hes half-hard in his underwear already (and, lets be be clear, he was only in boxer briefs and a tank top to begin with. hes sweating buckets and its the least amount of clothing he could get away with wearing around the house) and his tails thumping a mile a minute and hes so far gone, just from benrey talking down to him and kissing his neck and scratching his ears. but hes not budging yet, so benrey slides that hand on his ears over to his ponytail and *yanks*. tells him, “speak.” gordons dick twitches rapidly, and he lets out a sharp sound, and he finally says it: he needs benrey to *fuck* him, jesus

benrey lets out a harsh breath at that. “yeah? thats what puppy wants?” and the nickname should blister him, make him feel to embarrassed to continue, but gordons too desperate to care. he just starts spewing a litany of “god yes”s and “please”s. hes getting harder and harder, pressed up against benreys belly, and benrey can *feel* it. “good boy,” he mutters, and those claws dig harder, that panting gets louder and harsher

he slips a hand around to gordons back, rubbing slowly for a moment as if to soothe him, and then slides it under the back of gordons boxers. and lower still. starts rubbing at gordons hole. that gets a quiet “oh god” out of gordon.

gordon cant help himself - he rocks forward against benrey, just a little, rubbing his bulge against what he realizes is benreys *extremely* hard dick in his sweatpants. hes not the only one whos got it bad. but he *is* the only one whispering, “fuck, fuck, fuck,” as benrey pushes a little further, makes as if hes about to breach gordon dry. the poor guys so needy that he probably wouldnt even argue!

but benrey just stares at him, wide eyed and flushed, mouth hanging open a little. gordons so hot for this that it surprises the both of them.

anyway after some boring position finagling benrey coaxes gordon onto his hands and knees, running a broad hand down gordons shaking back. and he pulls back gordons tail, exposing him. its so fucking humiliating - gordons got his face buried in a pillow, and his ass in the air, and hes never felt so *vulnerable* before. he wants to argue, he wants to lift his head and look back to make sure that everythings, like, okay back there - benreys staring at his entire asshole, okay, and he wasnt exactly anticipating benrey making a house call to fuck him in the ass - but every time he lifts his head, or starts to say something neurotic about it, benrey chides him about it. clicks his tongue. tells him, “hey. dogs dont talk” or “i said *bow*, bro”.

for all his insisting that hes a real guy, that hes not just a dog, gordons feeling less and less like a human and more like something in thrall to his instincts. the condescension rankles like it always does, but doing what benrey tells him to feels good. feels natural. presenting himself like this feels like what hes *supposed* to do. it doesnt stop him from running his mouth entirely, but it helps to mitigate some of the embarrassment.

and then… benrey *licks*. gordon tenses and gasps. he doesnt know how benrey can stand it, its gotta be, like, unhygienic! but that didnt scare him off the last time they tried this, and its not like gordon hasnt thought about it since. hes thought about it a lot, actually. but hes been too neurotic to ask for it. benreys not stupid, though. hes a good dog owner (at least, so he thinks) and hes gonna take care of his dog. so he licks again, and again, pressing a little harder against gordons hole on each pass with the broad side of his tongue until he dares to breach it with the tip.

gordons rock hard again in an instant. his dick hangs between his legs and drips onto the sheets. he digs his fingers into the pillow now, tearing holes in its surface with those sharp nails of his, and he makes embarrassingly high noises that he muffles into into the pillow, too. hes tense, hes so fucking tense, he should be clamping down and making benreys task really fucking hard, but theres bright pink sweet voice dripping from his hole and benreys rubbing the side of his thigh in an effort to soothe him and both of these things work in tandem to get him to relax. and benrey works his tongue in further, further than a human ought to.

the tip was one thing, but it gets wider as benrey pushes it in, and its just as good as it was before - better, even, because now its just the two of them, just a master and his dog, and benreys the only one he wants to see him like this. bent over and whimpering. he cant— he cant stomach the thought of anybody else doing this to him. hell, there was a point once where the idea of stomaching *benrey* doing this to him would have made him laugh. but here he is. benreys fucking him open with his tongue and pressing against something thats making him see stars and gordon just wants *more*. he says it so sweet, too, voice growing hoarse and raw as he begs benrey to just fucking do it already, he doesnt wanna come like this!

gordon gets so worked up and emotional about it that benrey takes the time to scratch behind his ears again, shushing him and telling him to chill. benreys got him. hes been a good dog, and good dogs get treats. hearing the words “good dog” makes gordons entire body flush. thats all he wants, really. he wants to be a good dog. he wants to be *told*. he blurts out, “oh my god— say it again,” and benreys like, “huh? say what? youre gonna have to be more specific,” clicking the last syllable. it makes all the hairs on gordons head rise and prickle with shame. the best he can do is mumble it into his pillow.

benrey hears it, though, and tugs at gordons collar from behind, just enough to raise his head. “whassat? you want me to call you a good boy?” gordon cant bring himself to answer that directly, but his stupid body betrays him by making him whine. jesus christ, yes, thats all he WANTS! he needs benrey to be good and nice to him for once in his fucking life and give him what he wants instead of taking, taking, taking! but benrey just tells him that hes gonna have to earn it. gonna have to be *real* good for him. gordon could fucking snarl at that, but benreys pulling back to rub his dick between gordons cheeks and against his hole and that shuts him up pretty fast because hes *so close* to getting what he wants and hes not about to fuck it up now by running his big dumb mouth

and then… he starts to push in. that sweet voice has loosened gordon up enough to take even benrey, who, uh, is definitely the bigger of the two, in that regard. he goes slow, uncharacteristically so, and gordons chest heaves with the force of how hard hes breathing. a quiet string of “oh god”s spills out of him as he tries to crane his neck back to watch. the head breaches him with a strange popping sensation, and benrey groans, loud, as the rest of him slides in with little resistance in comparison. “good,” he pants in turn, “youre takin it so good,” and—

and gordon comes, in weak, aborted spurts. it snuck up on him. he clenches so fucking tightly that it winds benrey a little. he breathes out, “whoa. did you—” but gordon just begs him to shut up, keep going, hes not— hes not done yet, its always like this, its not *enough*. his dick barely even flags afterward, it just hangs there, achingly hard and dripping with cum. benrey cant even find it in himself to make fun of him. he wants it so fucking bad, doesnt he? and he feels so good, so fucking tight and slick around benrey that the only thought running through his head is “gotta take care of my dog gotta fuck my best friend gotta nut in him and make him howl”. so he pushes himself alllll the way in until theyre pressed together, skin to skin.

then he starts to move. slow, careful thrusts, more for benreys benefit than gordons. if hes not careful, hes gonna blow his load, right then and there, and hes trying to make it good for gordon, too, okay? unlike *some* of them, hes not gonna bust in two minutes and then spend the next half hour crying and trauma-dumping to the guy hes still got his dick inside of.

once he thinks hes got a grip, though, benrey starts fucking him in earnest, and that changes gordons vocalizations from weak little whimpers into something louder. less restrained. hes given up any pretense of being quiet so that his other selves dont hear that hes snuck his boytoy into his room. just loud, wordless moans on each thrust, initially muffled into the pillow but soon spilling into the wider room when he turns his head to catch his breath. the only words hes managing are “oh god” and “please” and “benrey, benrey, *benrey*”, and benrey just responds to him like, “yeah? thats good? fuuuck, bro, so good for me,” all short of breath and barely able to speak himself

he wants to see gordons face. he *needs* to see gordons face. needs to see what hes doing to him, needs to see that cute fuckin blush of his. so he tugs on gordons collar again, bringing him to his hands and knees properly instead of that bowing position. and then further still - pulls him back so that benreys on his knees, and gordons on his knees in turn, on his lap, cock still buried inside of him and fucking him in short, hurried thrusts. “paws up,” benrey tells him, and gordon does it. instantly. no resistance. just folds them at his chest like a real dog would.

“whos a good boy?” benrey croons, right in his ear again. gordon gasps, “i-i am!”

“yeah? youre a good boy?” nod, wail. “whose— whose good boy are you?”

and gordon chokes on his response. he cant say it, he *cant*, he doesnt want to be benreys but he does, he *does*. he doesnt want to be benreys because its not fucking fair! he cares so fucking much! so much more than benrey does, it feels like, obsessing over the guy like hes wrapped thorny vines all around gordons heart and he cant so much as shift in his seat without feeling the tug and the ache and thinking of benrey again. and benrey doesnt care, he never fucking cares, except—

except he showed up at gordons house, in his room. without even being asked. like he knew something was wrong. and he— hes always talking to gordon, shooting him stupid texts just to make him laugh. scheduling *date nights* for them. date nights where, yeah, maybe they couldnt see each other in person, and maybe they always end in some kind of depraved sexual act, but its not like gordons not into it. hes frighteningly into it, actually. and hes *so* into hearing benreys voice, low and crooning, right in his ear, and seeing him lean on an elbow and smile at him afterward. its— its practically genuine. and benreys always making excuses to talk with him, do things with him, watch stupid fucking movies that only gordon cares about and stream with him on twitch to help boost his subscriber count and—

and—

oh god. maybe he *does* care. that might be more terrifying than the alternative.

then benrey yanks the collar again. presses the whole of gordons back against his front in one hot, unbroken line. and asks, “i said, whose good boy are you, bro? *speak.*”

“benrey,” he blurts out, a ragged moan, “d-dont make me sa-AY it, oh god—”

“no?” benrey stills suddenly. his hands keep gordon stuck in place, unable to move or bounce or feel benrey shift inside of him. “thats, uh… thats too bad, friend. this trains for good boys only. good dogs go to heaven 2. no bad dogs allowed. gonna have to, uhh, escort you off—”

“im not a bad dog!”

“i dunno, gordo. bein’ kind of, uh… disobedient.”

(sorry. thats all i got . byeeee)

[kaz11283]

Where Were You

1) Dont You Say That....Not you

31) Your Alive

10) Where Were You When I Needed You

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Ok so this was originally an ask but I goofed and just posted the prompts. So after saving them and trying to figure out what to write for the longest I have no idea who requested this because they were anonymous (so this is for you Anon if your out there)

Characters: you x Loki

Warnings: angst, fluff at the end, Loki being a slight asshat, hurt reader

Summary: You were Lokis only good thing that had happened in his life but when the hunger to rule over the kingdom gets the best of him and he fails where does that lead you? Your one love gone to never come back.

Announcement: I have been on a much needed LOA and after coming back I have been elbows deep trying to catch up woth everything going on at work. Was the trip worth it? Yes and i had some much needed time off with the fam and the babe. Would i do it again? In a heart beat. Did I miss work? Gods no but I did miss my little tumblr family that i have. So after a good bit of relaxing and my toes in the sand i am back!

I also wanna give a shout out to @high-functioning-lokipath for reading over this MULTIPULE times while I was freaking out about what to do!

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"Loki!" You ran after him as he headed to the bit frost. "Please stop! You dont have to do this! You dont have to be someone that your not!"

"See that right there is the problem everyone seems to be having lately. Maybe this is who I am. Maybe this is who I want to be. After all Lady Y/n you are the one that has always told me that i could be anything I want to be. And I want to be king of Asguard." He said turning on you.

"Loki you are smarter than this! You are just upset about finding out who you truly are." You walked up to him and placed your hand on his cheek. You seen him almost give in before snapping back out of it.

"Ah yes, a frost giant? Someone who couldnt be loved by neither the family who abandoned me or the family that took me in." He spit the words at you.

"Loki, I love you. I have always loved you. You know that better than anyone." You grabbed at his emerald green cloak pulling at it causing him to turn around to face you with a cold look. You could tell that all emotion was gone at that point. You took a step away from him.

"You might love me but I have never truly loved you. You were mearly there to keep my bed warm at night" He said stepping closer to you. With the words came a cold creeping into your chest. Pain literally tore through your heart as they slowly sunk in.

You raised your hand and slapped him as hard as you could causing his head to jerk to the side. "Dont you say that, Loki Odinson, dont you dare compair me to one of your whores."

"Get out of my way." He said grabbing you by the shoulders and shoving you to the side. You crumpled to the cold stone floor moving your hand to your stomach as you watched the man that you had loved your entire life walk out the front of the castle.

You wasnt really sure how long you sat there crying when you looked up you could see the sun barly peeking over the horizon and you stumbled to your feet and slowly made your way back to the room you and Loki had shared.

Pushing the door open you heard a sniffle and seen Thor sitting on the bed, his head in his hands. "Thor?" He jump up off the bed and ran to you pulling you into him.

"Lady Y/n! I didn't know what had happened to you. I thought.... I thought that he might have done something before....before." He pulled you away to look at your face.

"Before what Thor?" He turned away from you a tear trailing down his face. "Before what Thor?!" You yelled.

"He fell." Your heart sank, emptyness filled you with the darkest feeling you would have never thought possible. You stumbled to the nearest chair and collapsed into it barely feeling the warmth of the fire that was slowly dying out. "I looked for you after. I couldnt find you, I thought that maybe he had done something, but I knew that he would never do anything to hurt you."

"Thor, I have to tell you something that not even Loki knew." You stared directly into the flames watching as they slowly died as the sun rose higher in the sky. "I was waiting till this was all over but now I wont get a chance to tell him." You take a deep breath and look up at him. "I'm pregnant. I am going to have his baby and he isnt even here to do this with me." You placed your head in your hands and started to cry.

"We will figure this out Lady Y/N. We cannot let father know but we can tell mother and she will help us." Thor said pulling you up from the chair and rushing from the room.

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Two years later

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You sat with your daughter in the all mothers garden waiting for your husband to arrive.

"Astrid, please dont chase the cat." You called watching her almost grab its tail. The almost two year old stopped to look back at you and giggle before taking off again. She was so much like her father with her black hair and green eyes along with her always trying to cause trouble.

"Lady Y/N, your husband will be arriving soon. He asked that you meet him in the throne room, but let one of the maids take the princess back to your living quarters." One of the guards called walking into the garden.

"She is always there to greet him when he returns. What could possibly keep him from wanting her there?" You asked as your daughter ran up to you giggling.

"Dada." She cooed clinging to your leg.

"He has brought a prisoner and he doesnt think that she should be there. He hopes that you will understand, and that once everything is said and done he will be able to spend some much needed time with his family." Your heart sank at the words prisoner. Leading Astrid to one of the ladies in waiting and kissing her head you promised you would be back soon. As you walked down the halls you could swear that you heard your heart hammering. As you opened the door to the thron room your eyes locked with Thor.

"Darling! I am so glad you are home." You said throwing your arms around his neck and kissing his cheek.

"I see it didnt take you long to find another prince to bed, my pet." Your blood ran cold as ice when you heard the voice from behind you. As you turned you looked at none other than Loki. Tears sprang to your eyes as you looked at him. He looked weak, thinner than you remembered almost sickly.

"I thought you died." You placed a hand over your mouth in shock.

"Seeing what has become of my once true love I wish I would have." He said looking between you and Thor.

"Loki, hold your tongue." Frigga said from across the room.

"But arent you proud mother? With me out of the way all your dreams came true it looks like." He said smirking looking back at you and Thor. You had grabbed ahold of his arm for support.

"Loki th-" The door had burst open at that point as Astrid came running to you and Thor a maid chasing behind her.

"Dada! Dada!" She threw herself into Thors arms as he picked her up.

"Hello my little love." Thor said kissing her and tickling her with his beard causing her to giggle. Loki stood observing, watching everything take place. He wasnt blind to the black hair that she had or the mischievous gint in her eye that he also had.

"Wow, stricking resemblance brother. She looks just like you." He grined looking between you and Thor.

"Loki, shut up." Thor said handing your daughter to you. "Why dont you take Astrid back to our quarters and I shall be there in a moment." He said kissing the top of your head.

"How sweet brother, a girl who simply rolls from one bed to another, and now a built in family. The girl must be about two now? How absolutly interesting."

You sat Astrid down next to Thor and walked over to the man that use to mean everything to you and stood right in front of him. "You, Loki Odinson, do not need to look, breath, or assume anything. Not towards my daughter."

"Interesting use of words dear my-" he was cut off by a sharp slap across the face.

"Come darling. Lets get you in the bath." You said opening your arms, your daughter running into them.

After you have made sure all the dirt was washed from her and she was nesseled into your bed nice and warm you sat by the fire with tears streaming down your face when Thor finally entered the room looking exhausted.

"Let me help you take your armor off. There is a warm bath for you also. Make sure the dirt is all off before climbing into bed, those are clean sheets." You stood walking over to him and undoing the straps that held his chest plate on.

"What did I do to deserve this kindness from you?" He asked placing his finger under your chin making you look up at him.

"You took me in, loved me after your brother couldnt, you have helped me raise a child that is not your but you let her call you dad. Me and my child both think the world of you Thor and honestly I couldnt imagine it without you in my life." You placed a hand on his cheek and brought him down to kiss him.

He leaned his head agintst yours and sighed. "You must go talk to my brother. He is down in the cells."

"What if I dont want to? What if I want to keep this happy little bubble that we have created?" A tear rolled down your cheek.

"If not for you or me, go talk to him for her." He said motioning over to Astrid who was snorring lightly in the middle of the bed. "I will look over her. For tonight and for always, it doesnt matter what happens tonight I will always love both you and her. And I know you will love me to but not as much as you have loved my brother." You were both crying now, you had decided two years prior that you would give this man what was left of your heart because the love of your life was gone but now? Now you were torn between the safty of being with Thor and the uncertainty of if Loki could ever love you the way he had before.

You kissed Thor on the cheek again making him promise to take a bath before going to bed causing him to laugh. "Yes I promise. Now go before I decide to keep you here with me." He handed you your dark blue cloak and shoved you out of the room.

Silently you made your ways to the dungeons under the castle not being noticed by anyone at this time of night, you pulled the hood up as not to be spotted by any of the other prisoners.

"I was wondering if you was going to make an apperance Y/N." Loki said, he was facing away from you his hands placed behind his back. "You've made quite the impression on my brother. Such a good impression that you two are married. Tell me dear is he as good as I was?" He asked turning to finally face you. You stood there shocked.

"Loki," you looked up at him. "This is not the time nor place for talk like that. I came here to ask what happened to you? I thought you had died."

"So you crawl in bed with my brother?!" He yelled hitting the shield between you and him with his fist.

"So I married your brother to save not only me but our daughter!" His jaw dropped at the admission. "Oh dont act so suprised. I know you know that she is yours. For norms sake she has your hair."

"I never thought you would admit it."

"I cant hide it Loki. Your mother is the one that came up with the plan for me to marry Thor."

"I bet father loved the fact that you were pregnant before the wedding." He said rolling his eyes.

"Odin would have killed us if he knew the secret!" You yelled, fire in your eyes. "Its not like you were around to protect us, to keep us safe. Your daughter has magic and is part Jötunn." He froze staring at you wide eyed. "Where were you Loki! Where were you when I needed you? When we needed you?" You screamed at him tears running down your face.

Neither of you had noticed Thor or Frigga talking to the guard in the shadows, neither of you had realized that the shield keeping Loki in his cell had been dropped until Loki had actually reached for you yanking you to his body. You clung to him like if you let go he would disappear all over again. You buried your face in his neck, his hair tickling your face as you felt his pulse aginst your lips for the first time in a long time. His hand was at the base of your neck as his face was buried in your hair, you felt his tears land on your cheek. He pulled back from you, both hands now on the side of your face as he wiped your tears away with his thumbs.

"I promise on all nine realms y/n I will never leave you or my daughter again. I promise that i will never leave you alone, I will always be there as I should have been in the begining of it all. You should not have had to go through alone." He leaned forward kissing you. You melted into the kiss, it had been forever since you had felt so connected with anyone like this. His lips were cool aginst yours as you both moved in perfect sync batteling for dominace over the other finally you gave into him. You pulled away slightly out of breath.

"I wasn't alone, I knew that I had a peice of you with me and i knew I wasnt alone at all. I knew you would come back. You always come back." You smiled at him.

"For you my queen, always." He said pulling you into his arms again whispering words of love.

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