#UGH HE HAS NO RIGHT BEIN SO FINE

[rodent-king-buunii]

Gyutaro

his name is Gyutaro

mans is so fuckin scrumdilleisious

[evie-sturns]

nerve - Matt Sturniolo

summary: matt has the worst attitude all day, and when you two finally get home he has the nerve to ask you to touch him which you obviously deny, making him get himself off infront of you.

contains: sub!matt, male masturbation, slighttt humiliation, teasing, matt with an attitude, pathetic!matt, swearing, fluff.

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7:32pm

matt sits beside me in bed, fidgeting with the hem of his shirt as i scroll through my phone. i'm wearing nothing but a small brandy melville pyjama set. matts favourite.

on a quiet night alone with matt like tonight, we'd usually be pouncing on eachother the first chance we get, but were not.

matt knows he's been acting up all day, with the snarky comments, stubborn demeanour and the most bratty attitude.

matt lets out a small whine, he clears his throat slightly as he rolls over closer to me.

"'m hard.." he mumbles, his lap pressed firmly against my thigh,

"i can tell." i whisper back, putting down my phone and looking over at him.

he buries his flushed face into my shoulder, another strangled noise leaving his lips.

"what is it matt?" i sigh, running a hand through his hair.

"it hurts.." he groans himself, looking up at me

"well how about you sort yourself out in the bathroom yeah?" i speak, staring into his big round eyes,

"h-help myself? but-" he glances down at the tent in his lap, "but youre here and i cant-"

"what am i gonna do about that matt?' i ask, earning another loud whine from him as he desperetly palms himself through the thick fabric of his sweatpants. "i dont think you deserve my tocuh after how much of a brat you've been today?" i follow up.

"but- but i do..." matt protests, "i really- please let me.." he speaks as his face falls with disapointment

"im not rewarding your behaviour matt, so im gonna give you some options yeah?" i whisper, trying to ignore the needy look in his eyes.

"fine!" he groans.

"you can help yourself here, in the bathroom, or just not cum at all yeah? but im not touching you." i speak,

"no!" he tries to protest,

"you dont wanna finish? thats fine by me, your choice baby." i speak,

"but- i do- ugh! fine okay!" he babbles before tugging down his sweatpants,

my eyes widen, not expecting him to actually do something about his situation.

he pants heavily as he tugs down his boxers to his mid thighs,

"dont- dont laugh," he croaks out,

"'not gonna laugh at you hon." i assure him, a smirk tugging at the corners of my mouth,

his pale skin flushes beet red, he looks completley and utterly humiliated.

"okay- okay- just- right.. okay." he rambles,

his brunette hair falls infront of his eyes as he looks down at his lap, gently moving his hand towards his erection.

"okay- just- yeah.. okay shut up.." he whispers,

"im not saying anything!" i giggle,

"yeah- but youre thinkin' it!" he bites back playfully,

he suddenly wraps his long, pale fingers around his girth. his tip is a raw pink, oozing precum.

he purses his lips tight, being sure to not let any noises slip, after all, he didnt wanna look more pathetic, did he?

i see his eyes flutter shut as he squeezes himself once, before gently moving his hand over his tip.

i see his leg twitch slightly,

i stare intensley, causing matt to get even more worked up.

"s-stop- stop lookin' at me-" he croaks out, his voice high pitched and whiny.

"shh," i whispers, pressing a finger to his plump red lips.

he moves his hand under my mouth, "can you please- spit-" he asks, i shake my head,

"told you, 'm not doing anything for you after this big attitude you've built up." i remind him,

his eyebrows knit together with frustration, "you're bein' so mean!" he mutters,

"what was that?" i ask,

"nothing."

i see him spit in his palm, gently running the same hand down his length, one of his fingers tracing the long vein on the side of his cock.

"feels- feels so good." he whimpers,

he gently starts to pump himself, his hand sliding over his tip.

he gnaws on his bottom lip before looking up at me through his eyelashes, i continue to sit on the bed to his side as he lays down against the large pile of silky pillows.

hes dead silent, desperately trying to hold back his noises.

"you're allowed to make noises you know, 'm not judging you,"

"yeah- but its so- embarrassing. i dont want to- i dont know let go like that." he grunts, his eyes fluttering closed.

"its just me hon, ive heard everything before." i assure, him, gently running my long acrylic nales over the soft skin of his lower tummy.

"i- i dont want anyone to hear!" he says, his resolve rapidly crumbling,

“i’m the only one here baby, everyone else is out,” i assure him,

suddenly a loud moan rips out of him, his back arching off the bed.

“there we go, good boy.” i coo, keeping my hand on his lower stomach.

he keeps his fist firmly around his shaft, moving his hand up and down rapidly as his eyebrows pinch together.

“oh fuck-“ he whines, his movements getting faster.

i see him look up at me through narrow eyes, his cheeks completely red.

“so fuckin’ pathetic.” i laugh, giving him a sympathetic smile.

“stop- ‘m not! you said you wouldn’t la-laugh!” he whimpers, desperately tugging at his sensitive skin.

“why do you think i’d do what you want matt? you’ve been so bitchy all day.” i sigh,

“mm! i haven’t!” he protests,

i drag my thumb over his swollen tip, before instantly pulling my hand back.

a loud moan escapes his lips, “ah- ahh.. please do that again!”

i shake my head,

“i need to cum- s-so bad- but- but can’t!” his voice his so high it’s almost amusing, he is just so pathetic.

“mm? can’t cum without my help?” i ask, a teasing tone clear in my voice.

“i- i can! i- i-“ matt’s thighs trembles as he throws his head back.

“just- just say anything!- please- please oh fuck-“ he follows up, his hand reaching out and grabbing my thigh

he digs his fingertips into my thigh as his raw tip dribbles with precum, the clear liquid running down his tip onto his hand.

“anything?” i whisper,

“cum- cum!” he squeals, my one word tipping him over.

strings of white spurt out of him, landing directly on his tummy, which is rising and falling rapidly with his panting.

he stops his movements with his hand, which is now coated in his own release.

“there he is, so so good.” i coo, pressing a kiss to his tip.

a small gasp exits his mouth,

i kitten lick the head of his cock once more, his salty taste present on my tongue before pulling my head away. he groans from overstimulation as his fingers dig into the soft plush skin of my thigh

he’s fully hard again.

“please, please- i’m hard again- you’re gonna touch me this time?”

i shake my head with a small grin, running my hand through his silky hair.

“but-!” he starts but i cut him off.

“no buts, you’ve been such a brat all day,” i start,

“now cmon, pull up your sweats, you’re not cumming again today.” i instruct him, earning a frustrated whine from him as he follows my instructions.

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[semperamans]

danny is so in love with you n'gets a little weird about it!!! this is insane!!!

danny bein' pathetically obsessed with you :'(

danny who knows you're off limits, but he still can't help but think about you when he's in bed an' he can't sleep because you said hi to him a couple of hours ago and he's just supposed to act normal after that? :'(

danny who quietly watches the way benny n'johnny love on ya n'takes notes just in case he ever gets an opportunity. you like your jaw cupped when you're kissed - he could do that. you like rubbin' your face against the scruff of johnny's neck - danny could try growin' his out :'( he's not all that tall, but he bought these new boots with heels! you like tall boys, don't you? :'( and no, he's not the biggest guy around, but he's been eatin' all his meat and potatoes to bulk up - you'd like that, wouldn't you? :'(

danny who "accidentally" walked in on you throatin' benny the other night n'hasn't been able to think of anything since. he's perpetually hard :'( he's jerked his cock so much that it hurts - hurts so bad - but he can't help but pathetically fuck his fist over and over while he thinks of everything your pretty mouth can do :'( how you can smile n'how your laugh escapes your lips often too quickly for you to catch and how your cheeks hollow as you suck :'( danny swears he didn't know someone could look so pretty with tears and snot dribblin' down their face until he saw you wrapped around benny and oh god, he's gonna cum again.

danny who secretly carries a picture of you in his wallet :'( when he goes to new york for a photography program n'his roommates ask him who you are he lies through his goddamn teeth. "s'my girl." he tells 'em with a shrug as if it's not a big deal when it would very much be the biggest deal if you loved him. he's a fucking liar, but it really helps, he thinks. it eases the pain of the truth just a bit when he tells the guys about when the two of ya started dating - "summer a'last year. yeah, met 'er at this bar" - n'how you were each others' firsts - "first everythin', y'know? special shit. sharin' such a fragile thing like that." - oh, and how much your daddy loves 'em - "the old man n'i go fishin' from time to time. he's just waitin' for the day i propose" - and ugh he loves this life he has created!!! it's so good!!!

danny who comes back to chicago and you're... pregnant? he's happy! of course he is because, my god, you're glowin' and all the guys are overjoyed and danny definitely doesn't cry himself to sleep that night!!! no!!! that's weird!!! he'd never!!! and he'd certainly not fool himself into thinkin' that's his baby!!! that you're full of him!!! he would simply never do a thing like that!!!!

"yeah, we're due in february." lights from times square illuminate his smile.

"wow! congrats, danny boy!"

danny who is not crazy! he just loves you n'that little one growin' in your tummy. and, you know, even if he were a little crazy, that would be just fine, right? s'not like he'd ever let you know the depth of his affections an' johnny n'benny would surely kill 'em over it, so he just lives his life fuckin' infatuated with you. he lives a fuckin' lie because it's better to do that than to not have you at all.

[hbyrde36]

Times Like These (The Anniversary Edition)

CH 1 CH 2 Ch 3 Ch 4 Ch5 Ch 6 Ch 7 Ch 8 Ch 9 Ch 10 Ch 11 Ch 12

Chapter 13: Epilogue

WC: 5937 | AO3 link | Explicit

A soft knock on hollow wood roused Eddie from sleep. It felt strange to wake up normally, not crying out or gasping for air—actually, waking up at all felt a little foreign after weeks of hardly sleeping at all. 

“Ed?” Uncle Wayne’s voice carried through the door.

Eddie glanced over his shoulder. Steve hadn’t moved, was hopefully still fast asleep, so he gently extracted himself and pulled on the first shirt within reach. He tiptoed to the door, only opening it enough to look out, and used his body to hide the view of his bed. Wayne was safe, but he and Steve hadn’t even really labeled what they were to each other yet, let alone discussed if they were okay with other people knowing. 

Wayne looked down at Eddie's chest, frowning, “‘M sorry to wake you when you’re finally gettin’ some sleep, but the kids‘re here.”

“Like, Max?”

“Like, all of ‘em.”

Oh, what the fuck. 

Eddie scrubbed a hand over his face… and then nearly jumped out of his skin when Steve’s voice, mid-yawn and raspy with sleep, came from the bed behind him. 

“Ugh, what are they even doing here, do you have Hellfire today or something?” 

Wayne lifted a single eyebrow. “Who’s your friend?”

“Uh—”

There was a rustle of fabric as Steve moved around behind him, getting dressed. Well, putting a shirt on anyway—Eddie’s shirt.

Oh.

Eddie looked down and, yup, that was Steve’s polo shirt he had on. 

God he was such a dumbass sometimes.

Wayne craned his neck, trying to see over Eddie’s shoulder—and clearly Steve didn't care if the other man saw him or he wouldn’t have spoken up, so Eddie stepped back, letting the door open the rest of the way as Steve slid up beside him. It seemed this meeting was happening right here, right now, whether he liked it or not, so he might as well accept it.

“It’s nice to meet you, sir. I’m Steve, Steve Harrington.” Steve smiled, sticking his hand out for Wayne to shake, which the older man took—as if they weren’t all standing in Eddie’s bedroom doorway at who knew what time in the morning, in their fucking underwear!

But it was fine. 

“Good to meet you too, son. I hear you’re one of the people I have to thank for findin’ my boy and gettin’ him to help. Didn’t see you ‘round the hospital, else I would’ve shown you my gratitude sooner.” 

Steve's smile faltered—and fell. “No. I, uh—I wasn’t. I’m sorry I wasn’t there, I should have been. I–” 

Eddie took his hand, squeezing, and leaned in to press their sides together. 

Wayne shook his head. “You don’t have to explain yourself to me, and anyways it looks like whatever it was has worked itself out now. S’long as you boys are bein’ safe, that’s good enough for me.”

“Wayne!” Eddie hissed.

“Go see to your audience. They’re mighty interested in that fancy car out there, which I'm assumin’ belongs to Steve, so….” Wayne glanced between the two of them, chuckling. “Have fun with that.”

For the second time in as many minutes Eddie felt like an idiot. Steve’s car was parked right outside the trailer, hiding him had never been an option. Again, he reminded himself that Steve didn’t seem to mind, had known his car would be out there for all to see in the morning when he decided to stay last night.  

“Try and keep it down though, will ya? I’m gonna go catch some sleep before my shift tonight.”

Wayne shuffled away down the hall and back out to the living room where he’d spend the day sleeping on an old rollaway bed. Eddie felt a pang of guilt, like he always did when he thought about all the things Wayne had sacrificed to raise him, up to and including giving him the trailer’s only bedroom. He tried to give it up, on multiple occasions, but Wayne wouldn’t hear it. 

“I guess it’s time to face the music about disappearing, and—” Steve glanced down at their clasped hands.

Eddie looked down too, considering. This thing between them, whatever it was, felt so new, and fragile. It was one thing for Wayne to see them together, Eddie was already out to his uncle and accepted by him, and Steve had known that, but the kids? That was different—it was a lot. 

“We don’t have to tell anyone anything you're not ready for, Steve. We can always say you came over to hang out and it got late and you slept on the couch. They wouldn't think anything of it.”

“No. I don’t want to hide, not from our friends.” Steve chewed on his bottom lip. “Unless—you don’t want them to know?” 

“Sweetheart, I would tell the whole world how I felt about you if it was safe. Of course we can tell the party. I think we can trust them, and technically, all of them but Will and El saw us make out once already, not our fault they don’t remember.”

Steve grinned, and pulled Eddie in for a kiss. It was little more than a peck on the lips, a light little thing in comparison to all they’d done the night before, but it still took Eddie’s breath away.

They pulled apart reluctantly, and set about finding and putting pants on. Eddie wondered if he should offer to switch their shirts back, but he was sort-of loving seeing Steve in his clothes, and as much as the polo was something he’d usually not be caught dead in, it was much softer than it looked, and came with the added perk of smelling like Steve.

“So, um, what is it we’re telling them… exactly?” Eddie asked as he slipped his shoes on. Maybe It was silly to feel so nervous about asking the dreaded ‘what are we’ question after they’d already said I love you, but he couldn’t help it. It was all feeling a little too good to be true.

Steve strode right over, taking Eddie’s face between his hands. “Boyfriends?”

Eddie nodded, sagging in relief as he raised his hands to cover Steve’s where they cradled him. 

Steve leaned in the press their lips together one more time, whispering, “even if that word is too… small for what this feels like.”

For a moment Eddie could do nothing but stare in awe at the boy in front of him. He wasn’t used to things working out. He’d never expected to fall this hard for someone, and he’d certainly never dreamed that someone would love him with the same ferocity, but there it was being reflected back to him through Steve’s eyes. 

“You’re something else, Harrington. You know that?”

-

Just as Wayne had said, the entire group of kids, minus Erica, were clustered around Steve’s car almost like they were guarding it, or making sure Steve couldn’t take off and drive away without going through them first.  

As soon as they set foot outside, Dustin threw himself at Steve, wrapping arms tightly around his middle before suddenly pulling back to punch him in the chest.

Steve rubbed at the spot. “Hey!”

“You ignored me… for weeks! I was worried about you!” Dustin yelled, hitting him again.

“I know!” Steve shouted back, then sighed, deflating. “I know, and I’m sorry. I was going through some stuff, and I got really in my head about it, but I shouldn't have pushed everyone away. That—that wasn’t cool.” 

“What happened? And why did Eddie get to see you before I did?”

Eddie stepped in then, he couldn’t let Steve take all the flack when they were at least equally to blame for this whole mess. “Don’t be too hard on him, Henderson. It was my fault. I–” 

“No,” Steve cut him off, taking his hand and lacing their fingers together. “Eddie and I had a… misunderstanding, but–uh, we worked it out” 

Dustin’s eyes widened, tracking the movement, head tilting as he seemed to really look at them for the first time. “Steve, what are you weari—what the hell is happening right now?”

Eddie didn’t know what he expected, but It wasn’t quite the reaction he’d hoped for. “Look, if this is going to be a problem for you guys, at least—”

“No! God, no." Dustin shook his head, holding his hands up in front of him, placating. "I’m sorry. It’s not—it’s fine!. It’s… pretty awesome, actually.”

Lucas cleared his throat. “We’re just surprised, is all."

“Yeah! Because of Steve’s reputation and everything.” Dustin clarified. 

Max snorted. “I’m not.”

Mike, Lucas, And Dustin gaped at her, while El and Will quietly watched from the sidelines. 

“What do you mean you're not surprised?!” Lucas snapped.

She rolled her eyes. “Are you morons blind?”

Mike crossed his arms, face pinched as he rounded on Steve. “So what, you just decided to suddenly be gay now? Or were you gay this whole time and just messing with my sister before?”

Eddie had never wanted to snatch that little prick up by the back of his neck more. 

“Keep your voice down, Wheeler! Before you out us to the whole damn trailer park!” Eddie hissed quietly, realizing far too late that the front of his trailer probably wasn’t the best place for this conversation, but they were in it now. 

In his defense he hadn’t expected any outbursts. Surprise? Maybe… probably, but no outright hostility—though young Wheeler only seemed to be pissed at Steve rather than both of them, so maybe it was more of a personal thing than a gay thing?

“Sorry.” Mike grumbled. 

“And no, we’re not ‘suddenly gay’ now, and it’s not something you choose or decide, shithead. It’s more like something you discover about yourself, when you’re ready. Some people figure it out at a young age, like me.” Eddie tried very hard not to let his gaze flit towards Will, who in their limited interactions had started giving off a vibe. Instead he looked at Steve, and smiled warmly. “But, for others it takes a little time.”

“Like me.” Steve said, smiling back at him with a soft look in his eyes. A look that completely dissolved as he turned to Mike, “And I’m bisexual, Michael. So, no, I wasn’t messing with your sister. Liking Eddie now doesn’t mean I didn't like her then. I like boys and girls.”

“Wait, that’s… Is that allowed?”

Oh. 

Suddenly the boy’s anger at Steve might make little more sense. 

Steve softened. “Yeah, Mike. That’s allowed.”

After a moment of silence Mike bristled, realizing everyone was looking at him now. “Whatever. I’m going back to Max’s.” He kicked rocks, literally, and ran across the way to the Mayfield trailer, sitting down on its steps, sulking.

“Hey Steve, so now that you're talking and leaving the house again, can we have a sleepover?” Dustin asked. 

Steve gave him an unimpressed look.“ Shouldn’t you guys be going after him or something?”

Lucas waved a hand. “He’ll get over it.”

Dustin tipped his chin in agreement. “You know how he gets, he’s fine. Now, what do you say?”

“I don’t know guys.” Steve said. 

“Pleeeeeease?”

Steve slid his eyes sideways, looking to Eddie for an opinion. 

Eddie shrugged. As much as he wanted more alone time with Steve—like, a lot more—he knew he wasn’t the only one who’d been missing him.  

“Fine. But you all need to get your own rides, and give me a few hours to get ready. Seven o’clock at the earliest, you hear me? And make sure your parents know where you’re gonna be.”

The kids all lit up, even Max cracked a smile.

“Yes!” Lucas cheered, before turning with Max to go back to her house. 

“Thanks, Steve!” Dustin shouted over his shoulder, him and Will joining the retreat, only El lagged behind. 

“Everything alright, El?” Steve asked. 

“I am really glad you’re feeling better. I wanted to come see you right away but–”

Steve drew in a breath, a horrified look of realization coming over his face. "Oh my god, El, you remember too! I'm such an idiot, I didn't even think!"

Eddie squeezed the hand he was still holding and felt his own heart drop. With everything else it hadn’t occurred to him either.

"It's okay. Robin told me you were sad, too sad to see anyone.” El said. 

“I’m so sorry, sweetie, I should have realized—I should have checked on you. Are you okay?”

“I think so. I told my Dad everything. I felt bad… guilty at first. I thought it was all my fault because I was the one who failed to stop Henry so many times. He says it's not, and I am trying to believe him."

"He's right," Eddie said. "None of this was anyone’s fault but Vecna’s. Trust me, I felt the exact same way throughout the loops. I thought, here I was, given chance after chance and I just kept screwing it up. It wasn’t my fault, or yours, or Steve’s. We did the best we could, and yeah, it took a few tries to get it right, but we did. We did it together. El, you were absolutely incredible in there, facing him down on your own. I never would have gotten out if it wasn’t for you. You saved me."

“I think we all saved each other, but I am sorry that I did not remember, that must have been scary by yourself.”

"No. No more apologies. That’s not on you or Steve, and I won't have either of you feeling guilty about it for another second.” Eddie said, his gaze flitting between their faces. “Okay?”

El nodded, offering him a small smile. 

Steve sighed. “Okay.”

-

A short while later they were walking into Steve’s house. Eddie had snuck back inside to leave a note for his uncle about where he’d be before they took off in the other boy’s BMW.

“Sorry about the mess,” Steve said as they crossed the threshold into the living room, rubbing a hand nervously at the back of his neck. “I, uh, I didn’t realize how bad it’d gotten.”

Eddie looked around. The air was stale, beer cans strewn around the coffee table, a few left where they’d fallen on the floor, along with several pizza boxes, some dirty clothes, and the couch was piled up with a pillow and blankets in a heap. It was very not like Steve, but it also wasn’t that bad. “You call this a mess? That’s adorable. You’ve seen my place man, c’mon. This is nothing. We can have this picked up in ten minutes—tops.”

“No, this is my problem, and your arm–”

“Is fine.” Eddie insisted. “Why don't you go get us a couple trash bags.”

They worked together, and just as predicted it didn’t take long at all. He gathered up the laundry, tossing it all into the washing machine, while Steve took care of the trash and wiped down the tables, the two of them meeting in the middle to straighten couch cushions and fold blankets. 

“Were you sleeping down here?” Eddie asked.

“Tried to. I was struggling, and angry, and I missed you. Thinking about sleeping in that bed alone after all those memories came back just—” Steve shook his head. “Not that down here was any better. I know it was only a short time that you were here with me, really, but it’s like you seeped into the walls.”

When Steve finished with the blanket he was working on, he hugged it to his chest and sat down. “It was one of my happy memories, one of the places I went when I was running from Vecna. Here, on this couch, with you.”

Eddie tilted his head, taking a seat beside him. 

“You’d just cooked for us. I was so tired, and you tried to make me go to bed, but I wouldn't listen.”

“And you fell asleep anyway.”

“And you let me sleep on your shoulder for the whole movie. That night—that was when I really started to fall for you, in that loop at least.”

Eddie rested a hand on Steve’s knee. “Me too.”

-

They moved on to the kitchen next, which was in pretty good shape apart from a sink full of dishes, something Eddie couldn’t really help with, so he hopped up onto the counter to supervise and keep Steve company. 

Well, he tried to hop up on the counter at least, a task that was made much more difficult with the use of only one hand. After his second failed attempt, Steve gripped him around the waist and lifted him up on his perch before wordlessly getting to work. 

Eddie swallowed hard, feeling his cheeks warm. He could get used to being manhandled like that, and judging by Steve’s little smirk, the other boy felt the same way.

It should have been boring sitting there watching as Steve scrubbed plates and glasses, but as corny as it sounded, Eddie was just happy to be around him. Steve kept looking at him too, to the detriment of his task, as he repeatedly sloshed water over himself when he got stuck staring for too long. 

The third time it happened Eddie had to laugh. “What? Is it my hair?” He shook his head making his curls bounce around wildly. “Have I been walking around with bedhead all day and you didn’t tell me?”

“No, it’s just— a part of me can’t believe you’re here? I know it was my own doing, but I was going crazy all alone in this big fucking house.”

Eddie rested a hand on his shoulder, just able to reach from his spot. 

“I should be used to it by now, the whole being alone thing. I’m sure you’ve noticed that my parents aren’t around much. It’s… not a new thing.”

“I did.” Eddie admitted. “I figured you’d talk about them when you were ready.”

Steve smiled sadly, returning his attention to the sink as he went on. “I was eight the first time they left me alone for the weekend. I was terrified, slept with all the lights on, thought every bump in the night was a robber breaking in. The older I got the longer they would stay away. They’d swoop in every now and then, just long enough to make sure I knew how disappointed they were that I wasn’t living up to their expectations. When my dad found out I wasn’t going to college they stopped coming home altogether.”

“What about graduation?”

“They stopped by, about a week after the ceremony, to yell at me for not having a job yet, even though I’d already told them I had the interview at Scoops. That’s the last time I spoke to them in person.”

“Wait, they didn’t come home when you got hurt at the mall? I know they would have thought it was just a fire but, didn’t the hospital call them?”

Steve tensed, and very deliberately did not look at him. 

Eddie sighed. “You didn’t go to the hospital, did you?”

“Didn’t need to.”

“Baby, you were drugged and tortured.”

“That’s actually part of why I didn’t go. Didn’t think I could handle facing another guy in a white coat.”

It was hard to argue with that, and of course it was in the past now, but that didn’t stop Eddie from wanting to. “So you were just here alone after all that?”

“No, um, Robin–” Steve broke off with a breathy laugh. “Ok, this is going to sound fucked up but that was another one of my happy memories, actually. Robin, she snuck out of her house and into mine that night. She didn’t need to sneak, of course, it’s not like anyone else was here, but she didn’t know that at the time. It was crazy, this girl who barely tolerated me before everything went down—suddenly, here she was, climbing through my bedroom window, insisting on taking care of me.” He shook his head. “I don’t think I could live without her now.”

“Pretty sure she feels the same way about you, sweetheart. So it’s been almost a year since you’ve seen your parents?”

“Yeah, they bought a place in Chicago when my dad was offered a new position in his company there. Said I could stay here until they sell the place, as long as I had a job and kept it clean.”

“I’m sorry.”

Steve gave half a shrug. “It’s—I don’t need or want them in my life anymore. If anything I'm grateful it’s allowed me to still be here for the kids through all this shit without having to deal with them.”

“Still, you deserved better.”

Steve shut the faucet off, drying his hands before wedging himself between Eddie's legs where they hung off the counter, throwing arms around his waist. “Thank you.”

Eddie yelped at the contact, the front of Steve’s shirt was cold, and wet, and it was seeping into Eddie’s clothes now too, but he only held Steve tighter, and didn’t let go. 

“I think we’re both going to need some dry clothes after this.” Eddie said. 

Steve nuzzled into his chest. “How about a shower first?”

-

This wasn’t exactly how he had pictured it when Steve suggested they take a shower together. Not that Eddie would have turned the opportunity down, under any circumstances, but the plastic bag tied and taped around his casted arm, while necessary, was decidedly unsexy.

He looked ridiculous.

However, Steve didn’t seem to agree, if the hungry looks he was throwing Eddie’s way as they undressed were any indication.

Though Eddie was more than capable of washing his own hair one handed, had been doing so since the hospital, Steve insisted on taking charge from the moment they stepped under the spray together, working shampoo into his scalp until it formed a lather, letting it run through the end of his curls as it rinsed out. 

Eddie was in heaven, the feel of Steve's fingers combing conditioner through his hair was unlike anything else, and the occasional tug when he got caught up on a knot had a warmth blossoming low in his belly, and something else growing between his legs. 

He tried to hold it in but a quiet moan slipped past his lips as Steve coaxed his head back, rinsing it again, and it was all Eddie could do not to palm himself.

Suddenly Steve’s broad chest was pressed up against his back, mouth hovering just behind his ear. “Don’t hold back on my account.”

Eddie shivered, trying to press his ass back to feel if Steve was as affected as he was, but the other boy was keeping his hips a polite distance away. 

Tease.

Next, Steve took up a bar of soap and a washcloth, and began to painstakingly wash him from head to toe, reaching around to get Eddie’s front and finally pressing his own hard length against the swell of his ass. 

Eddie moaned again, long and loud this time so Steve would know exactly what he was doing to him. 

It was as close to being worshiped as he could imagine, and he’d never felt so cared for and so fucking turned on in his life, convinced that if anything more than water touched his cock right now, he’d be painting the shower wall in seconds with his release.  

Thankfully Eddie got a short reprieve as Steve stepped back to turn the soap on himself, and he took several deep breaths, purposely not turning around to watch the show that was happening right behind him. He thought he knew where this was going, and he didn’t want their fun to be so short lived because he couldn’t get himself under control. 

But then Steve was done, and in the blink of an eye he spun Eddie around, pinned him against the wall, and dropped to his fucking knees, and Eddie knew he was screwed. He would never last, but the exquisite image before him certainly would—seared into his brain forever. 

He wasn’t too far gone to check in though, to make sure Steve wasn’t pushing past his comfort zone. “You don’t have to.”

Steve licked his lips, glancing up at him through his eyelashes. “I want to.”

Jesus Christ

“Are you sure?” Eddie reached down to cup Steve’s cheek, running a thumb over his bottom lip. Steve’s eyes fell shut, the tip of his tongue darting out to lick at it like a reflex.

“Fuck.” Eddie breathed.

“Please?” Steve begged, letting his mouth fall wide open. He knew exactly what he was doing and any lingering worries Eddie had completely fell away.

“Since you asked so nicely.”

Eddie caressed Steve’s face one last time before letting it go, taking himself in hand, and began to feed his cock inch by inch between Steve’s lips. 

-

Predictably, Eddie had come embarrassingly fast, but so had Steve once they switched places, and after a final rinse off they both collapsed, naked and partially damp onto Steve's bed.

“We can’t fall asleep. The kids–” Steve mumbled.

“They won’t be here for at least another hour. I won’t let us fall asleep, I promise. I just want to hold you for a while.” Eddie said, throwing an arm over Steve, pulling him in close.

“This was one of my happy memories. Laying in here with you.”

Steve turned in his arms to face him, running fingers through his sodden curls.

“The last night before we went after Vecna, when everyone fell asleep in the living room but you and I snuck up here.” Eddie tucked himself under Steve’s chin, hiding his face. “Did you…”

“Did I, what?”

“Did you kiss me that night? On the top of the head?”

Steve groaned like he was embarrassed. “I thought you were asleep!”

Eddie chuckled. “Almost. I was never sure it wasn’t just a dream.” His lips dragged against the skin of Steve's neck as he spoke, and he was just starting to suck a bruise into the side of his throat when the doorbell rang. 

Steve groaned.

“They’re early,” Eddie grumbled as they both untangled themselves and got up.

Steve went right for the dresser to pull clothes out for them, and Eddie couldn’t help but notice a certain t-shirt in the other boy’s hand. 

“Mine.”  He snatched it up greedily. “But I’m not putting it on yet, my hair is still too wet.”

“As long as you put pants on. I don’t think we need to scar them like that—although maybe it’ll make them think twice before showing up early next time.”

“That’s an idea.”

In the end, Eddie did slide a pair of sweatpants on, for his own modesty, and followed Steve down the stairs to answer the door, a towel slung over his shoulders to catch any drips.

Steve grasped the handle, raising his voice as he threw the front door open. “I thought I said seven o’clock you—” And clicked his mouth shut abruptly when he came face-to-face, not with Dustin, Max, or any of the others, but Robin and Chrissy standing on his doorstep.

Robin crossed her arms over her chest, eyes narrowed as she took them in. “Dustin called me.”

Steve grit his teeth. “Oh that little–

She shrugged. “Scoops troop for life.”

“Wait, did he tell you about us?” Eddie asked.

“No, just about the sleepover. I–” Robin glanced over her shoulder at Chrissy. “We—assumed the other thing when he said where and when they’d run into the two of you.”

Eddie scoffed. 

Run into them, as if the gremlins hadn’t been lying in wait, ready to pounce.

Chrissy nodded. “Oh, and fair warning I'm pretty sure the kids also told Nancy and Jonathan about your little shindig too.”

“Great.”

Eddie wound his arm around Steve’s lower back, rubbing his thumb back and forth along his side. “Hey, like I said this morning. No one has to know that you’re not ready to tell. I can keep my hands to myself while they’re around, and we can make sure the kids don’t—”

“And like I said,” Steve gently cut him off, leaning into him. “I don't want to hide, and maybe I don’t want you to keep your hands to yourself.”

“Ugh,” Robin groaned. “You guys are gonna be gross about this aren’t you?”

“Don’t be homophobic, Buckley.”

“At least put a shirt on.” Robin rolled her eyes, shoulder checking him on her way by as she and Chrissy finally came inside.

“Fine.” Eddie whined, giving Steve’s side one last squeeze before he yanked the towel off and rubbed at his head. In a huff he headed for the bedroom, and Steve’s swim team shirt. At least time he could actually enjoy wearing the Harrington name like a brand across his back. 

“I’m really happy for you guys. It’s good to see you like this.”

He heard Robin say to Steve as he climbed the stairs, while the rest of them headed to the living room. 

“What, vertical?” Steve asked, a hint of laughter in his voice. 

“No, smiling.”

-

The sleepover turned out to be exactly what everyone needed. They had won the war, and now, finally, their little group was complete again. 

Nancy and Jonathan did eventually show, and stayed for quite a while, though they didn’t sleep over—they also seemed very unsurprised when he and Steve told them about their relationship.

Was it possible he and Steve were not as subtle as they thought?

Even Hopper and Joyce paid a visit on their way to dinner, taking advantage of their most trusted babysitters to have a night out for themselves. Steve was the one to share their news that time, again to less than surprised faces. 

Joyce got teary eyed, hugged them both, said how happy she was for them, and how it didn’t change anything. Eddie just hoped Will had been in earshot, so he’d know he had a mom who was ready to accept him whenever he was ready to accept himself. 

Hopper was pretty quiet about the whole thing, but made a point to hug Steve and shake Eddie’s hand before they left, which was a shock all on its own, and probably the closest thing Eddie was going to get to a stamp of approval. 

He’d take it. 

-

Later that night, or early the next morning depending on how you looked at it, considering it was nearing 2am by the time everyone else fell asleep and Steve and Eddie had snuck away, they were finally back in bed, as wrapped up in each other as they could be. 

“So, what do we do now?” Steve asked softly.

Eddie kissed the corner of his mouth, and reached down to knead his ass. “I didn’t think you’d want to fool around with everyone else right downstairs, but if you insist—”

“No,” Steve huffed a laugh, wriggling around till Eddie moved his hand. “I mean, you’re graduating soon, right? And I guess I’m wondering what your plan is, what’s next for you.”

“Stevie, I’m just starting to accept the fact that we’ve survived this insanity, I have no plans. I guess I’d like to get a job? Sort of over being the town drug dealer after all this, y’know?” Eddie reached up to tuck a stray piece of hair behind Steve’s ear. “What about you, big boy? What do you want now that the Upside Down is gone for good?”

He couldn’t help recalling how Steve’s last answer to a very similar question had been to make it to 21, and hoped that had changed now.

“I don’t know. Robin will be heading off to college in the fall. I thought once about following her, but I was too worried about being that far away if something happened. I never thought we’d be in the clear like this.”

“Where’s she going?”

“Indianapolis.” Steve heaved a heavy sigh, as though the nearby city was on another planet.

“That’s only like an hour away!”

“But, what about the kids?”

“You know they’re not really kids, right? And they have parents.” Eddie propped himself up on his elbow to look the other boy more solidly in the eye. “Vecna is gone, for good this time. They’re safe. Besides, the little shits will be driving before you know it, and until then you can visit whenever you want.”

Steve looked down, fingers playing along the sheet. “You trying to talk me into moving away, Munson?” 

“If that’s what you want.”

“What about you—us?”

“I could always come with you… if you’d want that.”

Steve’s eyes snapped back to his. A little wider than they were before. “B-but what about Wayne?”

“I’m almost twenty years old, I think it’s time for Wayne to have his bedroom back, and me moving out is probably the only thing that’ll make him accept it.”

“Isn’t it a little soon for us to be talking about living together?”

“Maybe—probably,” Eddie grinned, letting out a long breath. “But, we’ve established that we’re both crazy, right? And we have time, it’s not like it would be happening tomorrow.”

“Seriously though, you would do that?”

Eddie reached for him, and they shuffled around until they were wrapped up closely together again. “In a heartbeat. As long as you want me around, I'll be here. So yeah, I’m all in.”

-

Six months later found them, and all the belongings they could fit in the back of Eddie’s van, flying down the highway towards their new place—a two bedroom apartment in Indianapolis they’d be sharing with Chrissy and Robin while the girls went to school. 

The two friends had finally managed to get their own shit together after that first post-Vecna sleepover. Bolstered by how open Eddie and Steve were and how accepting the group had been of them, the very next morning Chrissy finally worked up the courage to make a move—to Robin’s immense relief. 

Then Chrissy received an acceptance letter from the same school Robin was attending, and all the pieces just sort of fell into place. 

Steve sold the BMW. They wouldn’t need two cars in the city, and it was worth more used than Eddie’s van would have gotten brand new. Indy wasn’t like Hawkins, there’d be plenty of public transportation, and the money he made would be more than enough for the two of them to live on until they found jobs. 

“Are you sure this is okay? That we’re not moving too fast doing this?” Steve asked from the passenger seat, as they took the final exit that would lead them to their future. 

It wasn’t the first time Steve had said those same words over the last few weeks. He’d also asked the day they put their deposit down, the day they told Wayne they were leaving, and the night they started packing. Steve seemed to think Eddie was going to suddenly change his mind or something, as if he was less than absolutely head over heels in love.

“You say that like we haven't spent every waking moment together since we got together. How many times do I have to tell you I'm all in on this, on you, before you believe me?”

“Sorry.” Steve sunk down in his seat, cheeks going a little pink.

Eddie held his hand out over the center console, whining and wiggling his fingers until Steve finally cracked a smile and took it, lacing their fingers together.

“Do you think we’ll be happy here? That it’ll feel like home someday?” Steve asked.

“I think wherever we are will always feel like home, as long as we’re there together.”

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[acanth3]

The Sound Of The Stars English Translation

EPISODE 3/8

Mika: Fuuu…what a relief the landlord arrived and Oshi-san regained his sanity ♪ 

Shu: How rude, I didn’t lose my mind.

However, it is true I caused problems for the owner of the flat, it wasn’t like me and I apologised for causing a fuss.

I was too absorbed in reading and now that you’ve interrupted me I can reflect on my actions.

Mika: The book that Oshi-san is readin’ looks creepy, whatcha doin’?

Shu: Didn’t I tell you before? I won't explain it twice to someone not listening.

Mika: Well, as I said earlier, why are you studyin’ about the universe?

Shu: I’m working on a piece related to space as its theme.

I’ve worked on many different art categories but I’m not as familiar with astronomy. 

I’m studying all types of literature from ancient times to modern history, all about the universe, its creation, the Earth, extraterrestrial beings, all as reference.

Mika: I see… that explains the books about aliens……

Wait, huh~!?

Shu: Non! Don’t raise your voice so suddenly while I haven’t had any sleep it’s uncomfortable! It’s echoing through my head.

Mika: I forgot why I even came here in the first place

I’m here to question you Oshi-san, why’d you send me to space travel without askin’ me?

Shu: W-what? Why are you so angry Kagehira?

Mika: Of course I can get angry! It’s not like in the past where I was a miserable doll!

Oshi-san never learns, does he? I’ve told you before Oshi-san, don’t do to others what you don’t like!

When I say I would do anythin’ for Oshi-san, there are obviously limits as to what I’d do!

If you were asked to go to space without bein’ told before, even Oshi-san wouldn’t agree with it, would you?

Shu: Ugh…that’s true, however…

This was a gift for Kagehira, and I wanted to do it secretly

Mika: Present…..?

Shu: Do you remember that movie we saw? 

Mika: Of course, it was hosted by your grandfather

Shu: My grandfather loved that performance very much, didn’t he? 

As an addition for the winning prize there was a choice if we wanted something else. 

Mika: Wow~ Even though your inheritance is already a large amount and considered as a reward, your grandfather is generous too, isn’t he?

Shu: That’s why it’s also important to my grandfather. 

After figuring out the truth surrounding my grandfather, I stored those memories away.

I figure my grandfather was more pleased with what we did than I thought. 

Mika: So that’s why it was an additional reward, and you chose the story about me going to space?

Shu: That’s why I asked my grandfather and no one else, right?

If this is considered an additional reward, I’ll have no idea what to do when I get my grandfather’s inheritance.

So that’s why I told my grandfather I wanted to use the reward to make Kagehira happy. 

Mika: …Yeah? No, wait, why did you choose space travel as a gift?

When I never asked for somethin’ like that?

Shu: You don't have to be so shy, Kagehira. I remember how you used to talk in your sleep.

Mika: What~...I dont remember that at all!,

…..Oh! You remembered what I said durin’ the festival?

It’s true that I told Oshi-san “I want to be star~” but…

Shu: How could I forget? I don’t make empty mistakes

That was during the festival when ‘Fine’ defeated us and we lost everything then failed. 

Mika: …..?

Shu: No way, you really can’t remember!? That night you told me the dream you wished for in the future while watching the night sky, yes?

Mika: Nope, can’t remember it.

But it’s true my childhood dream was to go to space, it’s not strange the word might have gotten around…

Shu: Oh, is that right? Well, even now that dream hasn’t changed.

Mika: Um well…now my dream is to be an artist who can stand side by side together with Oshi-san. 

Until now, I forgot all about my dream of goin’ to space. 

Shu: N-no way..!?

So, what you're saying is I initiated too quickly without even thinking!?

For Kagehira’s dream, all my effort I worked hard on has been in vain…..?

Because my grandfather’s money wasn’t enough for travelling into space, I thought of all other types of plans to fund money…

Mika: Nghh, dont look so sad, Oshi-san! I’m happy you thought of me and got a present ready

When I was little, sure I had a dream to go to space, but now…

Shu: I don’t need your comfort! It’ll only bring out more of my salvation and misery .

Now, I’m the stupid man! As if I’m on a solo comedy stage!

Mika: Noo~! Don’t be so discouraged Oshi-san!

Ah, it’s noisy again, the landlord is back!?

Shu: “I’m sorry for creating noise again.”

Nagisa: …..Bonjour. Valkyrie’s so innocent, it makes me smile like a baby ♪ 

Jun: I heard loud voices outside, I thought it was a rave~?

Mika: Huh, Ran-senpai and Jun-kun?

[storydays]

Welcome to Heaven P2

(3rd POV)

*In Heaven Meeting Room*

"Heavenly people, what more do you need to see?" Adam asked, as the court room watch Angel and Cherri take shots. "The porn star chose a night of debauchery. That's not a soul worthy of being in Heaven!" He exclaimed.

"Um, objection! Are you really telling me you've never had a drink with friends at the end of a hard day?" Charlie asked. 

"Uh, we don't have hard days. It's fuckin' Heaven, bitch. You seriously going to sit there and pretend like this behavior is okay? What do you think?" The yellow angel asked Vaggie as Charlie and (Y/N) growled lowly.

"I--I--I have to go to the bathroom." Vaggie stuttered before rushing off. "What, Vaggie, can't you hold it?" Charlie hissed after her.

"Angel will make good decisions! We have to keep watching! Please." (Y/N) pleaded. Sera sighed heavily before turning to Emily. "Yeah, I don't know." "Yeah, let's give him a chance." The younger Seraphim replied. 

"Very well; the court will allow it." "Fuck, yes!" Charlie cheered, fist pumping herself. (Y/N) noticed the looks she was receiving and elbowed Charlie who quickly corrected herself. "I mean, heh, thank you."

*In Consent Club*

Angel tossed his head back as  Cherri approached with more in her hands. "Round 12, mother fuckers! Heels are comin' off!" "Haha! Yeah, keep 'em comin'!" laughed the spider, reaching for another. "Come on, right here, right to Daddy." He giggled. "Oh, it is wonderful to have friends!" Sir Pentious cackled, tossing his head back, enjoying the sting of the alcohol. 

"Everything's spinny, hehe." Niffty giggled, reaching for a little more. "Ha ha! I think you're done, tiny." Angel took the shot from her, giving it to Husk who downed two shots at the same time. "No! Gimmie gimmie gimmie!" Niffty whined, reaching for the glass. 

"Oh, come on, bitch, she can handle a little more!" Cherri scowled. "She's like ten pounds soaking wet, and--" Angel defended before noticing the cyclops maid was gone. 

"Oh, shit. Where'd she go?"

Niffty ignored the angry yells as she cleaned up group of men's table. "Dirty, dirty, make it clean." Niffty said manically. 

"Dammit, Niffty. Sorry fellas, here, next one's on me." Angel threw a wad of cash at the men, rolling his eyes at how they fought over it.

"Niffty? Shit!" Angel cursed, seeing the redhead raiding the cleaning closet. "Chlorine....Bleach...." 

Angel went to stop her, when Cherri stopped him in his path, with her hands on her hip. "Angie, the fuck are you doing? You're supposed to be relaxing, not playing nanny." 

"Look, she ain't used to this scene. I-I just don't want her to end up in the gutter like I used to." Angel protested. 

"Pfft, whatever, nerd. Just catch up when you're done." The pink haired Cyclops walked away and Angel snatched Niffty up. "Stop! You can't take that! God Niff, why are you bein' such a mess?!" He snapped. 

"I-I'm the mess?" Niffty started bawling loudly. "Oh, oh shit! Hey, hey, hey...calm down, ya ain't a mess. It's fine, ssshhhh, hey, you wanna play with the kitty?" Angel panicked, before using his second pair of hands to rub soothing circles on Niffty's back and in her hair. 

"Yeah." whined Niffty. 

"The fuck is this?" Husk demanded as Niffty climbed all over him, and started pulling at his ears and eyebrows. "She's wasted." Angel deadpanned before smiling. "Just go with it." 

"Re-really?! Ugh, get the--" He sighed, accepting his fate as Niffty started pulling on his wings. 

"Ahh, hey, wow!" Pentious, who was clearly drunk, slid over to where Cherri was sitting boredly. "Hey, so, I see the club has a sex room. So I was thinking, maybe you'd want to uhm, do a sex with me?" He asked awkwardly. 

Cherri snorted, suddenly interested. "I'm sorry, why would we have sex?" "Uh, uh, um.. because I'm having sex with everyone here!" He exclaimed loudly, yelping when a group of demons dragged him into a room. "Get in here."

Cherri shook her head, before perking up seeing Angel approach with Husk and Niffty behind him. "You know, we can do this fucking shit every fucking night! You don't have to spend all of your off hours, 'working on yourself,' you little bitch."She grinned, ignoring Angel's raised eyebrow. 

"The hotel isn't a problem in his life, it's--" Husk defended before trailing off. "Valentino." Angel muttered darkly, looking off to the side. 

"Exactly. So why don't you---"

"No. Valentino." Angel's voice wobbled as he pointed at the moth sitting with two other demoness's. "Yeah, I'm here all the time, they know me. You're gorgeous...do you need a job? How many dicks can you suck? Ooh, I could make you a star..." Valentino continued to talk as Angel started shaking in fear. 

"L-Let's get the fuck outta here, ok? Come on.---" He started to walk out when he realized something. Sparing a glance at Val over his shoulder, he quickly took notice of who was missing. "Where's Niffty?" "...Porn star. Okay, yup, bring me another drink or I'll fucking kill you." Val's voice carried over the party noise as Niffty ran over to him, giggling, "Bad boy. Hehehehe."

Angel, despite his fear, ran after her, muttering under his breath as he pushed through the crowd. "Excuse me. Pardon me. Get out of my way."

He quickly caught Niffty, just as she was approaching Valentino. "Holy shit, Angel Dust? What are you doing here, baby?" cooed the moth. "I'm surprised to see you not riding the prince's dick." he mocked, making a dick gesture. 

"Funny." Angel rolled his eyes. "Who's this chiquita? You bringing me fresh meat?" Val asked, leaning closer to eye Niffty. 

Niffty tried to bite him. 

"Oi!" exclaimed Valentino, leaning back in his seat, allowing the two demoness's to lean back against him.

"I just want a taste." Niffty growled with a grin. "Ehh, weird, but there's a kink for that I'm sure." shrugged the pimp. 

"Fuck off, Val." Hissed Angel, standing up, holding Niffty close. "Excuse me?" Val narrowed his eyes. 

"I said, fuck off. I put up with your bullshit for the longest time, and I will never let you get your claws into my friends." 

"You forget who you're talking to, slut?" "No, I know exactly who I'm talking to: An insecure piece of shit, who makes himself feel better beating up and taking advantage of vulnerable people and who is incapable of feeling anything other than greed, you , twisted, heartless son of a bitch." Val growled lowly, making a smoke chain appear, and he went to raise a hand to hit the spider, when suddenly a (f/c) chain pulled him to his knees, to be face to face with a shadow version of the prince. 

" Did you forget our deal, Valentino?" cooed the Shadow Prince, tail lazily swinging behind him. The pimp gulped nervously.

"Ugh, n-no, never." stuttered the moth, as the shadow version of (Y/N) narrowed his red eyes before pulling the moth close to him, effectively gagging him. Angel, Niffty, and Husk watched with wide eyes.

"Hm. So you weren't about to put your hands on Angel? You're saying I'm lying?" 

"No, Príncipe. Angel and I were just having a---" He choked when the shadow pulled harshly, before turning to the crowd. "Who here had seen Valentino raise his hand to Angel?" He called, raising an eyebrow at the many hands that had went up. 

The moth was shaking from where he was kneeling as he realized his mistake.

" Niffty, dear."  The shadow nodded his head, and Niffty snatched some fluff off of Val's neck. "Ow! What the fuck?!" He exclaimed. "For my collection, hehe." 

"I think, Valentino, I let you off too easy last time. Until I return from my meeting, you are going back to the...playroom. And if you think last time was horrifying.." The shadow laughed darkly, watching as the horror spread across Valentino's face. "Just wait, motherfucker. Just wait." And with the both Valentino and the shadow disappeared, with the shadow prince's laughter echoing through the club.

"Fuck, that was kind of hot." Angel sighed, thinking of his fiance. "Good job, kid." Husk smiled, patting Angel on the back as they finally walked back to Cherri. "Uh, Niffty, what's the fluff for?" Husk asked. "For my collection, hehehe." She chuckled.

"Did you just call these cunts your friends? Thought that was my job." She chuckled, looking proud of Angel. "There's room for everyone, and ya know, you could come crash with us too." Angel smiled. 

"Okay, look Angie, I'm glad this hotel shit is workin' for ya. But you know me, bitch. I'm doin' just fine. In fact, I'm gonna fuck the next guy I see, okay?" Cherri chuckled, starting to walk away before turning back to him with a soft smile, "But, if you need me, you know where to find me, yeah?"

She walked away, just as Pentious approached, panting heavily. "Is Cherri still here?" 

Angel and Husk both pointed at Cherri as she walked hand in hand with a random demon into a sex room. "Dammit!" He exclaimed. 

*Back in the Heaven courtroom*

"See! He did everything on your checklist! He was selfless, he stopped Niffty from stealing, and he stuck it to that moth man!" Charlie exclaimed proudly. 

"Uhh, well, uh...then, then why isn't he here then? Hm?" Ace demanded. "Yeah, why isn't he here?" Emily asked Sera who looked away. 

The court room started muttering uneasily. "Wait, none of you know what gets someone into Heaven?" (Y/N) spoke up, glaring as Sera spoke up. 

"This questioning stops now. We know when a soul arrives, we know when they pass divine judgement. It is our job to ensure these souls are safe." Sera said firmly, as Emily looked at Adam;s list, confusion on her face. 

Charlie stared in horror as Vaggie was revealed to be an exorcist angel, while (Y/N) watched the teal angel known as Ash carefully. He'd heard that singing voice from somewhere, but where...?

"I'm sorry, but this court finds that there is no evidence souls in Hell can be redeemed." Sera spoke firmly.

"Oh, fuck yes! I win. Suck it bitches!" 

Vaggie and Charlie backed up, as (Y/N) stood in front of them, sword in his hand, ready to defend, as the angels approached.

"You better save the date, cunts." Adam smirked as Lute and Ash appeared over him, giving him an even more sinister look. Ash took his mask and hood off to reveal.....

"Archer?" 

(Y/N)'s voice cracked, seeing his ex alive and grinning evilly at him. "Uh, the name is Ash. And we're coming to your hotel, first!" 

With a snap of his fingers, Adam opened a portal that started to suck the three into it. "What? No,no, you can't--" "Oh, you mother--" Vaggie and Charlie both protested as they were sucked in. (Y/N) remained silent as he held eye contact with Arc--Ash who grinned darkly and flicked him off, before the portal closed in the prince's face. "Charlie! Don't give up on this! I'll figure something out, I promise!" Emily called.

"That was uncalled for, Adam." Sera scolded. 

"Yeah, but did you see the looks on their fucking faces? It was... Ahem. Sorry." He cleared his throat before flying over to Lute and Ash, who had a quizzical look on his face. "Hey, what gives, asshat?" He asked the teal angel. 

"The prince. He called me Archer...and I never notice 'til now, but he looks awfully familiar." Ash hummed, missing the looks the other two exorcists shared. 

"Ah, don't worry your pretty little head about it, babe. Probably some demon shit." Adam shrugged, flying off, Lute following. "Yeah, you're probably right." shrugged the fox angel before flying off as well. 

"Extermination, of human souls. Demon or not, there is no reason to be doing this." Emily snapped. 

"They were uprising, Emily." Sera said, eyes glowing slightly in tune with her feelings, "It is my position as the Head Seraphim to protect our people at all costs, and it's your position to keep them happy and joyful. "

"How can I bring joy when I now know we are bringing misery to thousands of innocent people?" Whimpered Emily.

"Heaven needs us, Emily. Everyone looks to us and we can't doubt ourselves or worry about the fates of demons when we have our own souls to protect. Please, if you start to question, you could end up like Lucifer: fallen. I couldn't bear to see you suffer that fate. So please, let me worry about this, okay?" She pressed a kiss to Emily's head, "I'm sorry." 

*Back in Hell*

(Y/N), Vaggie and Charlie collapsed on the hotel's floor, startling the rest of the hotel members from where they were lounging on the couches waiting for their return. 

"Sooo, how'd it go?" Angel asked, going over to hug (Y/N) when he noticed the haunted look in his eyes. "Sweetcheeks?" He asked, kneeling in front of his lover, grunting softly when (Y/N) hugged him tightly, hyperventilating and sobbing. Angel's arms wrapped around him and he stood up, holding him close. 

Without sparing a look to anyone, Angel quickly ran to their shared room and slammed the door, leaning against it, as he rocked (Y/N) back and forth, waiting for him to stop crying. 

Eventually, the harsh sobs quited down to an occasional sniffle, but he continued to cling to Angel.

"Bambino, let's take a quick shower, get in our pjs, and then we can cuddle in bed. We don't have to talk--" 

"No." replied the prince, voice heavy with emotion. 

"Okay, what do you need from me?" 

"Fuck me." 

Angel's eyes widen as he looked down at (Y/N) who refused to look at him. "What?" 

"Fuck me. I want you to fuck me, I don't want to remember anyone's love but yours. Please. We can shower and stuff after, but please...help me forget." He pleaded, wrapping his tail around the spider's waist. 

"Bambino, I won't fuck you." 

The prince started to protest when Angel ran a hand through his hair, "But I will make love to you. I love you too much to hurt you."  "I love you too. I love you so much." (Y/N) whimpered before being pulled into loving arms.

[romsabombs]

GUYS the new malevolent is insane so i just thought i'd drop my notes in here✍️ ENJOY it's a lot

freaky ahh cavern

😦😦😦

SHUT UP!!!!!!!!

the man is bathed in darkness👹 john thats racist

mf literally been crucified this is so arthurs religious trauma

that is not what bones sound like i think

shes so me awful posture

me at 4am in the kitchen looking for a snack

WAIT oh yuck :/

HAHA THEY'RE IN HIS NOSTRILS

PRINCE MENTIONED

car accident thats so season 1

this is kind of like a hat in time maybe

omgg a witch :3

arthur survives the wildest shit but i think a mcdonalds sprite would kill him

AAAHHH WHAT THE FUCK!!!!😨😨 YUCK YUCK EW EW RAAAHHH

WHAAAAAT

cant we only do allat to corpses

omg spit it out john

YEAAHHHH HES DEAD

🤭🤭🤭YIPPEE I KNEW IT

omggg thats so janey :33

hes bein puppeted by the maggots thats crazy

STOP TELLING HIM TO KILL THINGS HAHA

omgg kaynes dagger <33

how can this mf be helpful

this is so tmp a bit

rotten flesh mentioned minecraft ref

HAHA WHAAT THATS SO GROSS

the maggots be like i have your fucking eyes👹👹👹👹

OMG WHAT THE HELL zombie arc

claustrophobia again

imagine harlan recording this

omg that's so sexy 🔥🔥 decapitated his ass

HAHA WE'RE ONLY 11 MINUTES IN??

LMAO john stop saying things

YES JOHN it WOULD have been helpful to know this guy didnt have any eyes

"this isnt new york anymore" thank god amiright

his head between our legs🤨

its so funny how he calls it a pinky. didnt someone on tumblr say john wouldnt know finger names

im surprised arthur still has a shirt

the flesh feels stiff😟

this guy is still alive😦 or. dead. i guess

arthur is like weirdly normal about this guy being a zombie. i know hes seen shit (no he hasnt) but come on

faroes song ☹️

YEAHH PUT IT IN YOUR MOUTHH💪

oh what😐 the prince🙄

what did he sayy

oh gross come on guys😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨 at this point just put it in your own mouth

"id like to think this is the most insane thing we've ever done" 💀

teehee they dont wanna seperate :3

YEAH! AND FAROE

"everyone we've ever loved" weak. also john doesnt care about anyone but you

"we cant afford to not use every resource anymore" HAHA this is so funny because didnt you throw away everything youve ever owned last episode

yippee welcome back vanguard :3

nothing😟 WAIT YIPPEE :3

WELCOME BACK VANGUARD‼️☝️

omg names mentioned

wait. yorick? llorick? thats the thing arthur said

its not lorick that was the guy from the dreamlands

WOAH WAIT WOAH HUH

hey what the fuck did that mean😀

omg what. rumpelstiltskin

HAHA hes so loser

OMG wait they said stanzyck right

ofcourse anna is dead bruh we were never gonna meet her

arthur and john both being "kings"😟

this tooth is so silly🥰

everyones walking over arthur today💀

they're so miscommunication <3

hey😀 hey whats that sound

DONT SAY IT ugh the prince

"ahh yes :3"

OH😨😨😨😨 A WHAT

SHUT UP🗣️👹 HAHA THATS SO SILLY

this guy is so kayne. and a bit autistic

wait r we just carrying around this skull

bro arthur sounds so tired

ooo this would go hard as a cosplay

i cant believe he has a belt

EUGH YUCK😦

ooo the black stone perchance?

ok i guess not

omg god forbid a girl has hobbies🙄

"im not saying its not risky. what im saying is, it might be worth the risk" that line goes hard

arthur agreeing to this is like a dad saying "okay fine we'll go to mcdonalds🙄"

no reward without risk✊💥

"we're in the lion's den already" "it is a hag's womb👹" HEHEHE

HAHA SILLIES HEHEHEEHE🤭🥰

oooohh johnn 😶‍🌫️

OH 😦 ohhh 😀 u have his memories

clever girl

"thanks yorick😐" "you too my king🤗" "shut up🙄👹"

yorick is so me absolutely no sense of social cues

ofcourse we'd encounter a witch here it was so obvious

"try to keep straight" pff

did john say im serving

hey yeah maybe dont go towards the light😀

LMAO LOOK AROUND? foul

when is the jumpscare happening

i have no idea what he's saying

"too much to make out" MAKE OUT?���

LMAO he doesnt know

pregnant meat☹️⁉️

hey i thought asking the vanguard questions would have a price🤨😀

imagine if he just crushed that zombies skull like its a good thing we just decapitated him

hes literally describing my room

you're my eyes☹️

they're acting as if the lighter would give us much light

omgg shes a little interior decorator

tapestry lore!!💪

five minutes left whats gonna happen

wuh ohhh somethings gonna happen

THE STAIRS ARE GONE!!!😬

ur literally in her home leave her alone

his ass is panicking

this is so part 18 the madness

we're trapped :( :(

"ingenious decision king🤓" "SHUT UP👹"

SPRINT!!!!!! 🏃🏃🏃🏃

OH???? 😦😦😦😦 WHAT

IMPALED???M???MNFJREJSJ HUHH

--

omggg he got marcy'd

i saw fanart of this but i lowkey couldnt tell if it was a spoiler or not💀

hot take but if he got bitten by that zombie he could prolly survive this

HUHHH bro this is like part 27 the roots. he was less dramatic about it this time tho

bro yorick finally shut up💀

sooo where did he get impaled. like if in the heart hes cooked😬

[ghouly-boiiiii]

My Name Is Cooper

Chapter 8 As Confused as a Fart in a Fan Factory

(Lucy x Cooper Howard / The Ghoul)

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Tags: angst, fluff, romance, humor, banter, femdom, alcohol and drug use, masturbation, edging, eventual smut, soft Cooper, Lucy had a crush on Cooper Howard, Lucy finds out The Ghoul is Cooper Howard, Lucy gets drunk as hell, Chapter 8 is unhinged 😆, they dance like idiots, Lucy tries to bang Cooper drunk but Cooper is a gentleman, Cooper takes care of drunk Lucy

In this chapter…

“Oh, girl… you are drunk as hell.” He said and rose his brow. 

“I’m not that drunk. I can consent… Come on. Let’s fuck.” Lucy giggled as she struggled to keep her balance.

The Ghoul pinched the bridge of his nose as he snickered uncontrollably. 

“What? You didn’t think about it? When you had me all tied up?” She teased and put her hands up in front of her with her wrists together, the same way he’d had them tied before.

“Ho-leeee shit.”

“You can tie me up again, if you want.”

“Chkk… pffft….” The Ghoul threw his hand over his face and tried to hold back his laughter.

“What?”

“You gotta be fucking kidding me… Are you really like this?”

“What!?”

“Lil’-Miss-Goody-Two-Shoes is a fuckin’ nymphomaniac?”

Rating: Mature

Word Count: 2,729

SPOILER WARNING: Contains all the spoilers

No trigger warnings except eventual sexy time with a zombie man.

“Well, ain’t you ginchy.” The Ghoul said over the music.

Lucy jumped and spun around. “Oh! Geez!” Then started laughing drunkenly. “Hello, Mr. Ghouly Man!”

“...Did you drink my whisky?” He said, grinning as he tilted his head a bit. 

“Hey, this– this is my … ugh… whisky. Mister. I found this whisky. Me.” She said, pointing at herself and slurring her words. 

“Okay.” He stepped closer with an amused half-smile and a raised brow. “Well, may I?” He said, holding out his hand.

“Hmmm… no.” She said and huddled the bottle up in her arms.

The bounty hunter stepped up closer to her and waved his fingers. “Alright. Come on. Give it here.”

“Fine. You can have it.” She said, shoving it in his hand. “Except… except… I think it’s… gone.” She tilted her head and flashed him a wide, proud smile.

He looked down and shook the bottle. “Yep… that is one empty bottle a’ whisky…” Then back up at her. “But you know what that means, don’cha?”

She leaned back and narrowed her eyes, looking at him suspiciously. “...What?”

“That means I get to open up the tequila.” He said with a grin.

Lucy gasped in offense. “You have tequila!? ��And you didn’t tell me!?”

The Ghoul scoffed. “Oh, you’ve probably neva’ been this drunk in yo’ whole life, have ya?” He snickered as he grabbed the bottle of said beverage out of his bag. 

She opened her mouth to protest, but stopped and scrunched up her face in consideration that he may be right.

He slumped down in the recliner and started opening the bottle. “You're cut off, sweetheart.”

“Hey! Y-you can’t do that!” 

“Nope. You’ve had enough.” 

“Excuse me! Who– who do you think you are, huh!? My dad!? ” She complained and let out a hiccup. “I helped find all that stuff… so I have a claim to my share! ” 

“Sure, I won’t argue with that…” The bounty hunter said, holding up a hand. “But as someone who has a lot, and I mean a lot , of experience bein’ both drunk as shit and around people who are drunk as shit, I am tellin’ you… If you don’t sit down and eat somethin’ and drink some fuckin’ water, you’re gonna be convulsin’ on the ground pukin’ yer guts out and pissin’ yourself. And I don’t think either of us want that.”

“Ohhh, you don’t want me puking and pissing myself? …That’s sweet.” She joked, poking her bottom lip out dramatically.

“Oh, you fuck off.” He said and took a drink of the tequila. 

Lucy let out a dramatic sigh and crossed her arms over her chest. “Ohh… fine. You can have the tequila.” 

“Oh. Well, thank ye.” He nodded. 

“But only if you dance with me.” She said with a grin.

The Ghoul flashed her a wide smirk as he took another drink. “Nah.”

“Come on! I feel weird being the only one dancing. You owe me, remember?” She came up to him and grabbed his arm and started to pull. “Get… up…!!”

And he let her, laughing amusedly as she struggled, casually sipping on the tequila. “No use, darlin'. I ain’t budgin’.”

“Nnnnn!!!!” Lucy put all her strength into it, leaning back and everything, but he was as stubborn as an actual rock.

“You really think a little thing like you can lift me?”

“That's it!” She dropped his arm, then started looking around. “Where’s your lasso?”

The Ghoul started laughing. “Whatchu gon’ do with that rope, sweetheart? You gon’ tie me up, is that it?”

“Yup!” Lucy paused to look down her nose at him. “ And I’m gonna make you drink pee water .” She huffed at him and continued looking. 

He snickered and flashed an amused half-grin. “Now, hold on. We haven’t even established a safe word yet.” 

Finally, she found the lasso and quickly started wrapping it around his wrist. 

“Oh- hoh . You ain’t playin’ around.”

“Nope!” She said, then slacked a couple feet of rope and started pulling. 

The bounty hunter chuckled and stood up, then started pulling the rope back towards him. It was a pretty unfair game of tug o’ war.

Soon, she was right in front of him. “I guess your little plan didn’t pan out so good.” He chuckled.

Lucy opened her eyes, and they got wide in surprise. “Ha! Got you!” She grinned, then dropped the rope and threw her hands onto his shoulders. “Now you can dance with me.”

The Ghoul’s eye twitched. And he thought he was being clever. “No, no. I’m not dancing.”

“Okay, fine. You don't have to dance with me. I'll just dance with you!” 

“And how does that work, darlin’?” 

“Like this!” She grabbed his arms and started flailing them around as she did a drunken jive. 

The bounty hunter could hardly contain himself. She was so ridiculous … And adorable . 

What was he going to DO?

“Lucy, you…” he said, laughing under his breath. 

“Come on, Asshole!” She said, lifting his arm above her and spinning around. “Dance!” 

He shook his head, then exhaled.

Oh, Hell. She probably wouldn't remember anyway. “You wanna see me dance?” 

“Yes!!” 

“Alright. I'll show you how to do The Madison proper.” He said, then broke into said dance. 

Lucy burst out laughing and tried to copy him, although she was, again, much less coordinated.

“You know the Hand Jive?” He asked and started doing that dance as well.

As the two of them continued to dance in their fluffy white robes, their dances became more improvised and silly. Soon, Lucy was doing odd, random moves and The Ghoul started copying her, causing her to burst into laughter. Dogmeat, despite her limp, even decided to join. Barking and jumping and trotting around in excitement. 

The old bounty hunter couldn't remember the last time he danced like this. The last time he even listened to music like this. Hell, he was actually having fun for the first time in… who knows how long.

As the dances got wilder, Lucy eventually lost her footing and started to fall, but he quickly caught her. “Whoa, there!”

“Ahh!” She yelped and started laughing. 

“You alright?” 

Suddenly, he found himself standing there with Lucy in his arms, clinging onto him for balance. Their bodies, nearly touching. She smiled up at him with eyes that he knew would never look at him that way sober. And he knew he was falling hard. 

“Yeah… I’m okay. Thanks.” Lucy said sweetly.

The Ghoul cleared his throat, then pulled away and started back towards the bottle of tequila. “Well… all this dancin’s got me thirsty.” 

“Phew! Me too!” Lucy said, catching her breath, then paused and tilted her head at him. “Hey… do you… wanna have sex?” 

The tequila expelled from his mouth before it could even hit the back of his throat. “ What!? ”

“Do you wanna have sex…?” She said casually, sounding confused at his reaction.

“...Huh?” He said, looking back at her with wide eyes and a slack jaw.

“I said, do you wanna have se–”

“What?”

“I said, do you wanna--”

“Huh?”

Lucy started laughing.

“What?” He kept going, both jokingly and in genuine disbelief.

She started to laugh harder.

The bounty hunter flashed her a half-grin and raised a brow. “The fuck did you say to me?”

“I said… I said… do you wanna…” She struggled to get words out through her drunken laughter.

“You’re not serious.”

“Of course I’m serious! Ya big meatball!” 

He let out a high-pitched snicker. “What’d you call me?”

“A meatball! Because that’s what you look like.”

The Ghoul blinked and smirked, then tilted his head. “...You wanna fuck a meatball?” 

She bent over laughing. “No! I wanna fuck you! You are the meatball!”

He snickered and sat down in the recliner. “Sweetheart, I think you’re confused.” 

“How am I confused? I’m not confused.”

“Oh, you’re confused.”

“I’m not confused.” She repeated.

“Oh, yes you are. You donno yo ass from your elbow right now.”

The former vault dweller burst out laughing again. “What did you say!?”

“You nuttier than squirrel turds.” 

Her laughter was nearly uncontrollable as he kept going. 

“You’re as confused as a fart in a fan factory.” 

“A fart in a fan fa…!!” She started wheezing.

“Wheels are still turnin’, but the hamster’s dead.”

Lucy keeled over and held up a palm towards him. “Stop! Please!” Then gasped for breath as she tried to control her laughter. “I can’t breathe!”

The Ghoul started laughing with her. It overjoyed him to see he was able to bring such light to her face. Although, he didn’t think he was that funny. But she was pretty drunk…

“You are so funny!” The young woman nearly wept from laughing, wiping her eyes. “I… I’ve never laughed this hard… in my whole life!” She gasped as she tried to compose herself. “Oh, God… I’m okay… I’m okay…” 

“Oh, girl… you are drunk as hell .” He said and rose his brow. 

“I’m not that drunk. I can consent… Come on. Let’s fuck.” Lucy giggled as she struggled to keep her balance.

The Ghoul pinched the bridge of his nose as he snickered uncontrollably. 

“What? You didn’t think about it? When you had me all tied up?” She teased and put her hands up in front of her with her wrists together, the same way he’d had them tied before.

“ Ho-leeee shit .” 

“You can tie me up again , if you want.”

“Chkk… pffft….” The Ghoul threw his hand over his face and tried to hold back his laughter. 

“What?”

“You gotta be fucking kidding me… Are you really like this?”

“What!?”

“Lil’-Miss-Goody-Two-Shoes is a fuckin’ nymphomaniac?”

“I’m just asking if you wanna have sex. That doesn’t make me a… whatever you said.”

“No, no… You’re too drunk. It ain’t right.”

“Oh, and whadda you care about what’s right and wrong?” She said with a huff. 

“Enough.” He said simply.

“Like I said. I’m not that drunk.”

“Oh, yes you are. You need to sit down and drink some water and eat somethin’.”

“Okay, I will... But about the sex.”

“Not happening.”

“I’m sober enough to consent."

“No.” 

“What if I do all the work? Then you could say I took advantage of you .” Lucy giggled.

“Ahh…” He sucked air in through his teeth, then looked down. “You don’t wanna fuck me, darlin’…”

“Why wouldn’t I wanna fuck you?” 

The Ghoul looked up at her, wondering what she meant by that. 

“You’re the only thing with a dick here, aren’t you?” She added.

Ahh… That hurt a little bit, for some reason. But he played it off. “Oh, you just want me for my cock, is that it?” He scoffed jokingly. 

The former vault dweller grinned, but it quickly faded. “You… do still have one, don’t you? Or did it fall off like your nose?”

“Actually, I got three . Mutations and all that, you know.” 

Her eyes got wide. “Three!?” 

He let out a hearty laugh and held up a hand towards her. “...Kidding, kidding...”

“But you do have one…” 

“I have one . Sorry to disappoint.”

“Well… I only have one vagina , so… that's enough for me .” She said with a confused shrug.

The bounty hunter laughed again, then rubbed his forehead with his thumb and index finger. “Sweetie… we’re talking about irradiated ghoul dick, here. I could make you very sick. You know that, don’cha?”

“What, like, radiation poisoning?” 

“Very likely.”

“Wait…” She leaned in, her brow furrowing seriously, which contrasted with the comical way she was slightly swaying back and forth. “...Can I have your baby? ”

“Hooohh, whoa, whoa, whoa.” The Ghoul said, and waved his hand in front of him. “Slow down, sweetheart. We ain't even married yet.”

“No, I mean…” She started to laugh lowly when she realized what he thought she meant. “I meant, can you get me pregnant? Like… are you… fertile? Can ghouls reproduce?”

He put a hand over his face. “Lord Almighty.” Then shook his head. “No, I don’t believe we can, sweetheart.”

“Oh, good. Then you don’t have to worry about getting me pregnant.” She grinned.

The bounty hunter squeezed his eyes shut, then pinched the bridge of his nose again as he shook his head, laughing. “Jesus Christ.”

Suddenly, Lucy slapped a hand over her mouth.

The Ghoul looked up quickly and his eyes got wide. “Sink.” He said and pointed.

She ran, barely making it as she emptied the contents of her stomach down into the kitchen drain. 

He quickly went over to her, gently pulling her hair back to get it out of the way. “I guess you had a little too much fun tonight, didn’t cha’, Vaulty?” He joked.

“BLEERGHHGHH!!!” Was her only answer. 

“Yep, that’s what I thought.” 

She heaved a few more times before it turned into coughing and heavy gasps for air. 

The bounty hunter exhaled as he watched her closely, then turned on the cold tap. “Try to get some water down ya.”

Lucy did as she was told, cupping her shaky hands and trying to get the water in her mouth. “Oh, God…”

“You’re alright.” He said, and found himself gently rubbing her back. The Ghoul didn’t even realize he was doing it at first. He thought about stopping, but decided not to. What did it matter? She was probably too drunk to remember this later anyway. His main focus was to give her comfort.

He waited for her to stop taking the water, then gently pulled on her shoulder. “You should lay down.” 

Shakily, she nodded and let him guide her to the bed. The whisky had hit her fast and hard, and she suddenly needed help walking. 

“Oh, God… Jesus Christ…” She said as he laid her down on her back. 

He chuckled a bit. “You doin’ alright?” 

“I just… I feel… uh… Jesus… fuck…” 

“I donno if you can fuck him either, sweetheart. But good luck.” He joked, flashing her a grin as he pulled the sheet over her.

She blinked several times, then looked up at him, reaching up and grabbing his arm as he started to pull away. 

“...What is it?” He froze, and as he looked down at her, he could see the fear in her eyes.

“S-something’s wrong…”

“Hey, hey…” The Ghoul said softly, trying to be reassuring as he sat down on the edge of the bed next to her. “You’re just really drunk, sweetie. You’re alright.” 

She grasped his arm with both hands and shook her head, squeezing her eyes shut. “No, I… I feel like I’m… dying …” 

“Your body’s just panicin’ a little ‘cause you ain’t ever get this drunk.” He said calmly and rose his brow. “Hey. Hey, now. Look at me.”

Lucy looked up at him, her eyes slightly damp.

“That’s right. You just focus on my ugly ass face.” The bounty hunter's smile was self-amused, but also warm. “You gon’ be just fine.” 

The former vault dweller cracked a smile and let out a light laugh. He laughed with her, and after a moment, she said, “It’s not so bad…”

He just smiled at her a moment. “You close yer eyes and try’da get some sleep now.”

“You’re… not gonna go anywhere… are you?” She said, looking worried.

“I’ll be right here, sweetheart...” He said softly. “I ain’t goin’ anywhere.”

The former vault dweller gave him a warm and appreciative smile, before finally closing her eyes and immediately passing out. 

The Ghoul’s smile faded and he let out an exhale. He watched her face a moment while she laid there asleep, admiring her beauty. And after some hesitation, reached up and gently brushed her hair out of her face. 

Finally, he pushed himself up off the bed, very slowly as to not disturb her, then sat down in the recliner next to her.

After a moment, his eyes rested on her again, watching her chest move as she breathed. Then he shook his head in amusement before shifting them over to the television.

The former Hollywood actor swallowed hard, remembering what happened the last time he ran into one of these things, so he opted not to turn it on.

Instead, he gave Dogmeat a scratch on the head, then laid his head back and closed his eyes, deciding it would be best if he tried to get some rest as well.

To be continued...

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[dialovers-translations]

Diabolik Lovers LOST EDEN ー Yuma Maniac [05]

Monologue

A little while has passed, since we came here to Rotigenberg. 

Even though we were starting to feel a little impatient,

while being kept waiting for a chance to talk to Kino-kun,

we had a clear reason for coming here.

ーー Second-rate Demons. 

We came to realize,

why exactly the Ghouls were given said name.

Despite being non-human, they do not have any kind of special powers. 

These people... They have no other choice,

but to endure this disability on a daily basis.

ー The scene starts in town

Lucks: Sorry for making you come with me.

Yuma: I don’t mind, really. Why did ya need to come to town exactly? 

Lucks: I’ve been put in charge of restocking of our supplies. We’re going to drop by various places to collect everything we need.

Yui: You each get a different task assigned? 

Lucks: Yes. Us Ghouls work together like that to sustain our society. ...We can’t go out in group after all.

Yuma: Aah? What do ya mean?

Lucks: Nevermind...Oh, this is the first store on the list. Let’s go inside. 

ー They enter a store

Shop owner: Welcome, come on in! What are you looking foーー Ah?

Yui: ( ...? His expression suddenly turned stern? )

Shop owner: You...You’re a Ghoul, aren’t you? Ghouls are forbidden from entering this store. Get out!

Yui: ...! No way...!

Lucks: It’s fine, miss. ...I am deeply sorry to cause you discomfort but there’s something I’d like from your store. Please?

Shop owner: I don’t sell my goods to Ghouls. If you won’t willingly go home, then...!

*SPLASH*

Lucks: Ugh...!

Yuma: Oi, bastard! He’s yer customer, isn’t he!? Ya might not be fond of him, but do ya really have to dump water on his head like that!?

Lucks: Yuma, stop! ...I understand. My apologies for the intrusion. 

ー They leave the store again

Yui: Lucks-san, are you alright...?

Lucks: I just got wet. This sort of thing happens all the time, so it’s no big deal.

Yui: All the time...?

Lucks: You can tell by how the people around us react, no? ...They all walk in a big circle around me. 

They’d rather not get too close to a Ghoul born from polluted air.

Yuma: ...Why not!? You’re no different from us two! That’s just plain discrimination!

Lucks: I’m sure you can only say that because you’re a good guy and we’re old friends.

Most people are ignorant and they fear that they themselves might turn into Ghouls as well if they get too close to us.

Yui: Is that possible...?

Lucks: Haha. If so, I wouldn’t be with you two right now. It’s all just a big misunderstanding.

Also...I guess they’re also just using it as an excuse to justify treating us worse than other species. 

Yuma: ...Why the fuck are ya bein’ discriminated against when ya haven’t done anythin’ wrong? That’s hella unfair.

Lucks: Guess so. But that’s what discrimination is all about, isn’t it? You should know that as well, Bear.

Yuma: ...

...I guess in that regard, humans and Demons are really no different. Bullcrap. 

Selection

→ Let’s resolve the misunderstanding (❦)

Yui: Let’s resolve the misunderstanding. This is...just sad.

Lucks: You really are a nice girl. No wonder Yuma chose you.

Yuma: She’s right. They’re gonna do as they please if ya keep quiet. ...Ya should know that as well, right?

→ It can’t be helped 

Yui: ( I guess this sort of thing happens anywhere. I wonder...if there’s nothing which can be done about it? )

Yuma: ...It’s bullcrap, but no way I’m lettin’ it happen. 

Yuma: Lucks, are ya fine with things stayin’ the way they are?

Didn’t ya tell me back then that all humans are equal and have the right to be free? 

I thought it was yer dream to change that rotten country? 

The current situation...is hardly any different from that. Yet you’re just gonna stand there in silence and watch it all happen!? 

Do ya no longer...give a damn...’bout yer ambition from back then...!? 

Yui: Yuma-kun...

( Yuma-kun has been trying to fulfill his dream this whole time. )

( I’m sure that’s because to him, his Boss...Lucks-san was someone he respected and valued more than anyone else. )

( I believe that’s why it so upsetting for him to see Lucks-san get treated poorly... )

Yuma: What’s yer answer, huh...!? 

Lucks: ...Don’t get the wrong idea, Bear. My dream hasn’t changed one bit.

I still believe that everyone should be equal. That’s why...I’ve chosen to side with Kino.

Yuma: ...The fuck? What do yaーー

Kino: Oh? If it isn’t Yuma!

So the two of you came back, huh? Are you sure it’s okay for you to be here? Is Eden doing okay?

Yui: ...! Kino-kun!

Lucks: Kino. You’re back?

Kino: I returned just now. By the way, I heard you wanted to talk to me, Lucks?

Lucks: Ah, about thatーー

Yuma: I’m yer man. Come with me, we need to talk.

Kino: Ehー? I don’t really mind but safe me any trouble, okay? I’m tired, you see. 

Yuma: Don’t worry. It’ll only take a couple of minutes if ya just fess up the truth already.

Kino: Haah...You should mind your language, you know? It makes your poor upbringing very obvious.

Oh well, I guess it isn’t very comfortable talking in the middle of the street like this. Come with me, I’ll show you the way to my house.

Yuma: ...This isn’t part of a plan to get us to familiar territory so ya can strike, right?

Kino: Who knows? I’m not going to force you to come with me but...There’s something you’d like to ask me, right?

Yuma: ...Che. Ya really know how to piss me off. Fine. I’ll come with ya.

Kino: Fufu. Well then, Lucks, you should join us as well. I’ll ask someone else to do the groceries.

ー The scene shifts to the entrance hall at Eden

Ruki: ...

Kou: Ruki-kun. Has Yuma-kun sent us a Familiar...?

Ruki: No. ...Even for Yuma, it is strange for there to be this little communication.

Kou: Then don’t you think that they could be in a situation where it’s impossible for them to contact us? In which case...!

Ruki: ...I suppose we should go look for them after all.

ー Azusa walks up to them

Azusa: Ruki...I went to investigate. It seems like the presence we’ve picked up on as of late are the Adler Clan’s troops after all...

Ruki: Are they close? 

Azusa: Quite, yes...I believe they might be waiting for the right opportunity to strike. 

Ruki: So it’s only a matter of time, huh...? I am worried about those two, but we simply cannot leave Eden right now.

I believe the Castle will be taken down from the second we leave it empty. 

Kou: ...Then what are we going to do!? They could be waiting for our help as we speak!

Ruki: I know. With that in mind...I am trying to think of a solution. 

Azusa: I guess us three just can’t handle it all on our own...

Ruki: Kuh...

Familiar: Ruki-sama, big news! That man...He has come here to Eden!

Ruki: That manーー ...? 

Monologue

Even while Kino-kun was showing us the way,

back to his manor, Yuma-kun and I,

witnessed various instances of Ghouls suffering from discrimination (差別)

Many people would stare at Lucks-san,

giving him nasty (罵り) looks,

even more so than they would at a human like myself. 

And the person who seemed pained by this whole situation,

more than anyone else

was Yuma-kun after all...

ーー TO BE CONTINUED ーー

[eartheats]

[Huh. There seems to be a leaked chatlog here. Read?]

𝓉𝒽𝑒 ✨𝒶𝓂𝒶𝓏𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑒✨: Hey, Ren. Are you there? 🪱🪱🪱: oh, miss carmine, hi!!! i am yeah, just getting off break, what's up??? 𝓉𝒽𝑒 ✨𝒶𝓂𝒶𝓏𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑒✨: I'm just checking in on you, after...you know. That whole thing with your Mom. 🪱🪱🪱: oh! that's real nice of you :) 𝓉𝒽𝑒 ✨𝒶𝓂𝒶𝓏𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑒✨: Considering that I'm taking time out of my precious day to do this, you better appreciate it. 🪱🪱🪱: oh i do!! it's just not expected 🪱🪱🪱: but everything's going okay as it can. i'm hiding out at my adopted dad's place for the time bein', work's going okay, and i'm still gettin' schoolwork done, even if it's a whole lot slower than i'd like it to. 🪱🪱🪱: idk i just got. like. a lot on my mind since that whole thing. 𝓉𝒽𝑒 ✨𝒶𝓂𝒶𝓏𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑒✨: Yeah. The news outlets who reported on it made it seem like a disaster. 🪱🪱🪱: what about you miss carmine? how are things goin' over at the academy??? 𝓉𝒽𝑒 ✨𝒶𝓂𝒶𝓏𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑒✨: First of all, don't interrupt me when I'm typing!!! 🪱🪱🪱: eep! sorry miss carmine :( i was just curious okay!! <:( 𝓉𝒽𝑒 ✨𝒶𝓂𝒶𝓏𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑒✨: Ugh!! Now I lost my train of thought. But the less I say about that the better. 🪱🪱🪱: ohhhhh shit, sorry about that :( i didn't realize it was a sore subject for ya 𝓉𝒽𝑒 ✨𝒶𝓂𝒶𝓏𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑒✨: If Kiki could get over his teenaged angst for five minutes and listen... 𝓉𝒽𝑒 ✨𝒶𝓂𝒶𝓏𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑒✨: Ugh. Whatever, never mind that. I remembered what important thing I was going to ask you. 𝓉𝒽𝑒 ✨𝒶𝓂𝒶𝓏𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑒✨: Do you want another place to hide out? 🪱🪱🪱: bwuh??? 🪱🪱🪱: i mean. 🪱🪱🪱: i ain't exactly gonna say no, but what's with this all'a the sudden??? 𝓉𝒽𝑒 ✨𝒶𝓂𝒶𝓏𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑒✨: Ugh! Here I am trying to be considerate for once in my life, and here you are, all confused! 🪱🪱🪱: okay, you. 🪱🪱🪱: shut the fuck up right now. 🪱🪱🪱: can you fucking blame me for bein' wary after the shit my mom did to get into my account? 🪱🪱🪱: for all i know she could've hacked you like she did me???

(there's a bit of a pause in the conversation here, before the next message sent is a video recording)

𝓉𝒽𝑒 ✨𝒶𝓂𝒶𝓏𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑒✨: [a video recording of carmine in the main entrance area of the blueberry academy; she looks a little irritated (her usual) but she does seem apologetic.] "...Ugh, fine. That might've been in bad taste of me. I didn't realize how that could've come off.

(there's another pause in replies, before ren does the same in kind--admittedly, in a bit of a public area, but near amy's place of residence)

🪱🪱🪱: [a video recording in the city, and ren smiles down at the camera, apologetic in their own right.] "It's alright. Sorry, I'm just...worried, given everything that's happened, and everything that could end up happening due to all of this. But...that's real nice of ya, Miss Carmine! I ain't gonna say no, but isn't that Academy pretty darned prestigious and expensive?"

(the conversation goes back to text at this point)

𝓉𝒽𝑒 ✨𝒶𝓂𝒶𝓏𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑒✨: Never fear, the great and amazing Carmine has already planned for such an argument! 𝓉𝒽𝑒 ✨𝒶𝓂𝒶𝓏𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑒✨: [there are links. so many links. perhaps chief among them are free scholarships, and other such things that would basically ensure that the stay is less resource intensive than it could be] 🪱🪱🪱: holy arc in the hall of origin, you came PREPARED for this?! 𝓉𝒽𝑒 ✨𝒶𝓂𝒶𝓏𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑒✨: Of course I did! Would you expect any less from someone as smart as me? 𝓉𝒽𝑒 ✨𝒶𝓂𝒶𝓏𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑒✨: Let me answer that for you. No, you wouldn't! 🪱🪱🪱: holy shit. this is so much...thank ya, miss carmine! 🪱🪱🪱: i really appreciate it. :) even if it takes a bit to get in, it'll be nice to learn even more about battlin'. lulu and i have been itchin' for some more fights, especially now heehee 𝓉𝒽𝑒 ✨𝒶𝓂𝒶𝓏𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑒✨: Well, I'll just have to see if I can fit kicking your butt into my schedule once you get here. I am a busy girl, after all. 🪱🪱🪱: heehee! don'tcha worry, i'll be there to give ya an actual challenge whenever i can!! promise!!! :) 𝓉𝒽𝑒 ✨𝒶𝓂𝒶𝓏𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑒✨: Good! I would hate for a budding rival to lose their edge. Keep it up and you might even give Juliana a run for her money! 🪱🪱🪱: arc, i hope in time i can do that!!! girl's got a lot of moxie for my old, dayjobbing rear though, so it might be a torterra vs. cinderace kinda story, heehee 𝓉𝒽𝑒 ✨𝒶𝓂𝒶𝓏𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑒✨: Well, you better do it sooner rather than later if you want any hope of catching up to me~ 𝓉𝒽𝑒 ✨𝒶𝓂𝒶𝓏𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑒✨: ...So, hey. Where would be a good neutral place for us to meet up for a battle? 🪱🪱🪱: where i am? 🪱🪱🪱: probs mauville? in hoenn, if you've ever been there. 𝓉𝒽𝑒 ✨𝒶𝓂𝒶𝓏𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑒✨: Good. I've been wanting to travel for a little while, and this break is a good excuse to. I'll see if I can't find a hotel, then. 🪱🪱🪱: ... 🪱🪱🪱: did you. literally just invite yourself over to this region. 🪱🪱🪱: miss carmine??? 🪱🪱🪱: well at least make sure your team's in tip top shape so we can kick you guy's butts!! bye!!!

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[iztarshi]

Febuwhump Day 1 - Touchstarved

Fandom: Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

It takes April longer than she’d like to admit to realise she’s being wound up. Lately she’s joined a World Wildlife Fund group at college and for once she’s actually kind of fitting in. She’d been excited and then Leo had said, “So, they like animals? Not trees?” and ten minutes later it seems kind of logical that they might be behind the herbicide because if they like animals they… hate plants?

“Okay, none a that made any sense at all,” she says, as if she hadn’t been ranting along.

“But are you sure?” he asks. “It’s you so if you’re getting along with them they’ve got to be yokai in disguise or a secret society or robots or something.”

April flicks his forehead and she’d do worse if he wasn’t sitting propped up against a stack of pillows wearing more bandages than a mummy. “Quit bein’ a jerk. I know you’re bored, but you don’t gotta insult my new friends.” He grimaces, hands fluttering. “I can tell Splintz if you need more pain meds, but you still gotta quit it.”

“I’m not in pain. I just. Ugh.” He wraps his arms around himself and then uncurls again. “Sorry, Apes. Your new friends sound cool.” He makes big, shiny eyes at her which is fine. The line between ‘genuine apology’ and ‘overwhelming guilt’ is a bit of a fine one right now, and this lands on the right side of it. Yes, Leo will knock it off, no, he won’t mope about it for days.

“Uh huh,” she says. “They are cool. And if you’re good I’ll give you more gossip.”

“Thank you, I am dying of boredom here.”

He probably is, he’s fidgety as hell today, and it’s good that his energy is back but it’s got to be torture for him to stay in bed like a good, well-behaved patient.

“Knew that’s what’s wrong with you.”

“Yeah, that and I need a hug.” He flicks a grin at her quickly. “I am not used to going this long without being lavished in affection by my adoring fans.”

“Aw, baby. Hugs have been banned?” Not that she’d considered hugging him when he’s held together by bandages and staples. She guesses they’ve all been being careful of him and for Leo, who likes to spend as much of his time as possible hanging off people, that’s got to be pretty lonely.

“Yeah, well, Mikey tried and Raph told him not to with this whole situation and I don’t wanna argue with Raph or make him think I’m not taking this seriously or trying to get better or whatever he’d worry about ‘cause you know he’s still worrying about me and even if he’s not really angry-angry I would still way rather -”

April moves to sit beside him on the bed, cutting off a sentence that didn’t seem likely to find an ending anytime soon.

“I don’t think he’s gonna get that mad,” she says. “And if he does he’ll have to go through me.”

April holds her arms out and Leo gives her a bright, wobbly grin, before scooping her into his own arms. She does try to be careful, he might need a hug but she doesn’t want to dislodge bits of his shell even if she’s pretty sure they’re healing together by this point. Not and waste all the time she and Donnie spent looking up what to do for broken turtle shells on pet sites.

Leo is only as careful with her as the turtles usually are, which means remembering she has a spine, not a shell, and is also lacking whatever super-strength lets them lug those huge shells around at high speed all day. She hopes he’s not doing anything terrible to his fractured arm holding onto her this tight.

“Better?” she asks.

“Yeah.” He chuckles. “It’s like cuddling a teddy bear. You’re so small and soft and fluffy, with big round ears.” He nuzzles one of her buns.

“You better not be getting snot in my hair,” she warns him.

“Who, me? I’m not crying.”

[mysteryshoptls]

SSR Leona Kingscholar Dorm Uniform Personal Story: Part 2

"Let me jump in too."

(Part 1) Part 2 (Part 3)

[Botanical Garden – Temperate Zone]

Ruggie: Ah, there you are, Leona-saaan! Ugh. I've been lookin' all over for you.

Leona: Ughh… It's just you, Ruggie. I'm busy, so don't bother me.

Ruggie: Doing some chess problems again? What's so fun with playing alone?

Leona: It's up to me what I decide to do in my spare time. …Or, you saying you'll play me?

Ruggie: No way. I don't fight battles I can't win.

Ruggie: Anyway, Trein's gonna be crazy mad if you don't come to classes, y'know?

Leona: Shouldn't it be fine as long as I take the tests? He really is a noisy old man.

Ruggie: Tell that to him yourself. I don't wanna be the one who has to tell him.

Ruggie: Like, the other day with Vargas…

Leona: …Shh.

Ruggie: Wh-What is it? You can't blow this off just 'cause you glare…

Leona: Fine, whatever, just be quiet.

???: …Damn it all…

Ruggie: Mm?

Savanaclaw Student A: Jack made fools of us again during magift practice today. That strength of his… Is he seriously a first year?

Savanaclaw Student B: There's no way to know what's going to happen with the starters for the next inter-dorm tournament.

Savanaclaw Student A: It'll look ridiculous if we let a first year on the starting lineup.

Leona: It's those guys who picked that fight yesterday. Looks like they're complaining about Jack again.

Ruggie: Humph. It's those second years who're just jealous of Jack-kun's superior athletic abilities, huh.

Ruggie: Bein' jealous like that makes 'em look like fools, but… Jack-kun isn't that good at handling things like this neither.

Ruggie: The world isn't just divided into "right" and wrong"…

Ruggie: He needs to be smarter with how he deals with things like this.

Leona: Haha, like you? That'd be great!

Leona: It'd keep him off my hands.

Ruggie: Shishishi～

Savanaclaw Student A: Dorm Leader Leona said not to cause any trouble, but… I definitely can't let it slide. Let's just take him on once.

Savanaclaw Student A: No matter how built he may be, he's just a first year. There's no way he'd know how to use that much magic anyway.

Savanaclaw Student B: Yeah, there's a bunch of guys who got grudges against him. If we all team up… Heeheehee.

Leona: Haaah… I'm so sick and tired of idiots who don't know how to listen.

Leona: And on top of that, why're they talking about their plans in the open like this? So careless.

Ruggie: I mean, it could just be more that our ears hear too well.

Ruggie: …So, what're we gonna do?

Ruggie: Might not be a bad idea to just let it happen, so Jack can learn just how scary our dorm can really be.

Leona: Hmm, maybe…

[Savanaclaw Dorm – Magift Stadium]

Savanaclaw Student A: Heeey, Jack-kun. We're asking nicely. You better listen to what we have to say for your own good.

Savanaclaw Student A: Never play as a Savanaclaw magift player ever again. …You get it? Answer me!

Savanaclaw Student B: You wouldn't want to end up in the hospital so soon after school started, yeah? Heeheehee.

Jack: How is this 'asking nicely'?

Jack: I only came because you said you wanted to chat one-on-one. Coming at me as a pack like this, you're all cowardly!

Savanaclaw Student A: Stuuupid. It's your fault for letting your guard down. You gotta come up with strategies for fights like this.

Savanaclaw Student B: There's no way you'd be able to do anything when you gotta face 30 or so of us. Hrrah, take this!

[bam!]

Jack: Don't look down on me, hiyah!

[pow!]

Savanaclaw Student A: Haha, you've definitely got brute strength. But, how's your magic? Hah!!

Jack: Urk, magic!? You can't use magic during a fight, that's unfair… Grrrr!

Jack: And no matter how many I take down, they keep coming…! Graah!

[kerpow!]

Savanaclaw Student B: Rargh, this is the end!

Jack: Urgh…!

???: Hey. Who closes their eyes in the middle of a fight?

Savanaclaw Student A: Y-You are…

Jack: Leona-senpai…!

Leona: Looks like you boys are having a grand old time. Let me jump in too.

(Part 1) Part 2 (Part 3)

[whomst-art-thou-whomst-whomst]

Texts from the Lost Tomb, part 5.2

Also yes this is a 5 part story arc, why do you ask, no I’m not “avoiding real life work”

Main Chat

Wang Pangzi: YOU KNOW THERE ARE THOSE WHO WOULD COMPLAIN ABOUT BEING DRAGGED OUT OF BED AT AN UNGODLY HOUR FOR THE SAKE OF SOME JEWELRY AND FORCED INTO AN ADVENTURE

Wu Xie: And we are just so grateful you are above all that.

Zhang Qiling: You were fully awake and insisted we pack and go as soon as possible in case there was, and I quote, “more weird shit happening we can cash in on.”

Wu Xie: I mean it’s kind of interesting that the Zhang family sent a car for us. We could have driven. So what is going on there, I wonder?

Wang Pangzi: YOU KNOW FOR A PARANOID AND CONNIVING LITTLE SHIT YOU STILL RADIATE OBLIVIOUS BAMBI ENERGY

HATE TO BE THE ADMIRAL ACKBAR HERE BUT ITS DEF A TRAP MY BOY

WHY DO U THINK WE ARE MESSAGING AND NOT TALKING DUMMY

WERE YOU IN A TOMB ON THE DAY THEY TAUGHT PPL STRANGER DANGER

BUT NO NO YOU WERE ALL “LETS GET IN THE VAN WITH THE FREE CANDY AND PUPPIES I BET WE’RE GOING TO THE CIRCUS”

THIS IS THE LAST STRAW IM LOJACKING YOU FOR REAL THIS TIME, SHOULDVE DONE THIS YEARS AGO

Zhang Qiling: I agree, in this particular case, with Pangzi. You should not have gotten in their vehicle while we were still inside the house. It forced us to follow you into the van to prevent separation, and they seemed to be expecting that. I don’t know whether Zhang Rishan intended this, but I don’t trust him.

Wu Xie: :( I got excited and didn’t think it through. I’m sorry.

Wang Pangzi: DONT YOU GIVE US THE BIG EYES WE ARE IMMUNE

MOSTLY

SPEAKING OF IMMUNE ITS REALLY FUCKIN COLD IN HERE AND UR STILL SICK, PUT YOUR JACKET ON STUPID

Wu Xie: oh relax, I’m fine. No fever at all today, remember? I feel a lot better, too.

Wang Pangzi: YOU LEAVE ME NO CHOICE BUT TO HAVE XIAO GE INTERVENE

Zhang Qiling: It is odd to say this, but Pangzi is right again. You are barely back on your feet and could easily get worse again. Wu Xie. Jacket. Now.

Wu Xie: Oh fine. Teaming up on me, I see. Happy now?

Wang Pangzi: FUCKING ECSTATIC. NOW BACK TO HOW WE MAY BE PULLING A LI CU

Wu Xie: If it is an abduction, it wouldn’t be them moving against the whole Wu family—not with Uncle Erbai in charge. Zhang Rishan strikes me as someone who doesn’t make a move unless he is sure of his plan, and this is all a bit last-minute to be a big shift. Besides, they let Xiao Ge keep his sword and we still have all our phones.

Wang Pangzi: TOOK AWAY MY EXPLOSIVES THO THE BASTARDS

Zhang Qiling: In fairness, you were waving them around and yelling that if they tried anything it was going to be “yippeekiyay motherfucker all up in this bitch.”

Wang Pangzi: IT SOUNDS LESS COOL COMING FROM YOU. I THINK I SEE THE TEAHOUSE?

Wu Xie: me too. That’s Zhang Rishan on the steps. This must be urgent. Everybody stay shiny.

Zhang Qiling: I will be getting out first. Wu Xie in the middle, Pangzi at the rear.

Wang Pangzi: AND WHAT A VIEW;)

An hour later…

Main Chat

Wu Xie: Is everyone okay? I tried knocking but nothing is getting through, these are some solid walls.

Wu Xie: guys???

Wang Pangzi: OOPS PHONE WAS ON SILENT AND I WAS BUSY YELLING AT THE CEILING

IM PRESENT AND PISSED OFF

Zhang Qiling: Apologies, I was trying to break down the door.

Wang Pangzi: SO THIS MAY NOT BE THE TIME TO SAY I TOLD YOU SO BUT WHILE WE’RE HERE

Wu Xie: fuck Pangzi, I know, okay??

I’m an idiot, I’m so fucking stupid. It’s not like it’s the first or fiftieth time I’ve put you two in danger, either.

Wang Pangzi: HEY HEY WHOA NOW

STOP SAYING RUDE SHIT ABOUT MY FRIEND

ITS GONNA BE OKAY

DESPITE KNOWING THIS WAS A BAD IDEA I STILL COULDNT PREDICT HOW MUCH CHAOTIC LUCK THIS FAMILY HAS

DAMN IT I HATE WHEN HEI XIAZI IS RIGHT ABOUT THINGS

Zhang Qiling: I’m sorry. This is my fault. My line has a ruthlessly pragmatic streak and they’ve clearly wanted to test us separately to see why the necklace reacted to our arrival like that. It does not excuse Zhang Rishan trapping us in these separate rooms.

Wang Pangzi: UHH BITCH I SAID THIS FAMILY NOT YOUR FAMILY

THIS AINT ABOUT THEM

YOUR FAMILY IS ON MY SHIT LIST EFFECTIVE IMMEDIATELY

THIS FAMILY MEANT US OBVS

UGH ANY SIGN OF THE BASTARDS?

Zhang Qiling: no. Wu Xie?

Zhang Qiling: Wu Xie, answer me.

Wang Pangzi: WU XIE

TIANZHEN

PICK UP YOUR FUCKING PHONE DAMNIT YOU'RE SCARING XIAOGE

Zhang Qiling: I’m going to try breaking down the door again.

Wu Xie: Hello, Wang Pangzi and Zhang Qiling. My apologies for the rather inhospitable circumstances, but this seemed expedient considering the unknown qualities of the necklace. I could not be sure who was causing what, or what could happen next, and thus have temporarily set you in separate rooms for the sake of everyone’s safety.

Wang Pangzi: WTF GIVE HIM BACK HIS FUCKIN PHONE ZHANG RISHAN I KNOW ITS YOU YOU PRETENTIOUS ANTIQUE

WE DESTROYED THIS PLACE BEFORE AND WE CAN DO IT AGAIN

Zhang Qiling: Your concerns for everyone’s safety are noted. Thank you for whatever you believe you’ve done right here.

Now. If you release us immediately and return Wu Xie to us, we will consider leaving without direct personal retribution.

Wang Pangzi: WHAT HE SAID AND ALSO YOU SUCK

Wu Xie: I regret that this has happened, I hope to make it up to you in the future. For the purpose of today’s needs, however—I will have my men escort the two of you out if you so desire, but unfortunately Wu Xie will need to stay until we have finished examining him.

Wang Pangzi: EXAMINING??? YOU FUCKING PERV HANDS OFF HE MAY BE THE BELLE OF THE BALL BUT HIS DANCE CARD IS SPOKEN FOR

I SWEAR I DID NOT GO THROUGH TEN YEARS OF THIS STARCROSSED CLUSTERFUCK FOR YOU TO SWOOP IN AND STEAL MY FRIENDS BF

Wu Xie: There is no call for rudeness. He will not be harmed. The artifact was responding to him directly. It has not lit up like this in over 200 years, and I need to understand why it is responding, and responding to someone who is not our kin, which it has never done before. This could have implications for everyone in my family if it could protect someone at the right moment.

Wang Pangzi: OKAY BUT CONSIDERING OUR TRACK RECORD IN THIS BUILDING AND THE SITUATION AT HAND Y’ALL ARE ABOUT TO NEED PROTECTION

Wu Xie: The testing would be going better if Wu Xie wasn’t worrying himself unnecessarily over where you both are, it’s making our readings difficult.

Wang Pangzi: OH GEE SO SORRY YOUR KIDNAPPING VICTIMS ARENT THRILLED TO BE HERE TO SAMPLE YOUR CREEPY JEWELRY BOX BUT THAT SOUNDS LIKE A YOU PROBLEM

Zhang Qiling: Zhang Rishan. I appreciate that you must think of our family first in your decisions. As must I. I hope you can appreciate what that means for decisions I make.

Wang Pangzi: HEHEHE SO TRUE BESTIE

YOU PISSED OFF THE WRONG GOTH TODAY BUDDY BOY

Zhang Qiling: A compromise: we stay with him as you run your tests. That will calm him and assuage Pangzi’s concerns and prevent me from…testing the limits of your lifespan.

Wu Xie: I accept that this may temporarily impact our relations, but am hopeful that you will come to understand that sometimes I need to make certain choices for this family that are…difficult. I will come to let you—One moment. Something seems to be happening.

Babysitters Club Chat

Wang Pangzi: OH SO WE ARE GONNA JUST POLITELY SIT WITH WU XIE AS STRANGERS POKE HIM WITH NEEDLES ARE WE HUH WELL LOOK WHOS BEING A HELPFUL LITTLE LAB ASSISTANT

Zhang Qiling: I’m attempting to convince him to let us out. Of course we will not simply sit there. Some lying to gain trust is necessary here.

Wang Pangzi: UR BEIN A SHADY BITCH XIAOGE AND ITS HOT

THATS WHY YOUR TATTOO IS SO BIG ITS FULL OF SECRETS

ALWAYS KNEW YOU HAD IT IN YOU TO—WAIT WHAT WAS THAT SOUND??

At the same time…

Bonnie and Clyde Chat

Xie Yuchen: …so, this is not what I expected to find.

Hei Yangjing: yeah kiddo is a bit freaked out:/ this sucks. I mean I get that they are concerned blah blah blah necklace goes brightbright but maybe we should go find the other two

or at least find a way to let Wu Xie know we are here, that room he’s in looks like a dungeon and not in a good way

Xie Yuchen: Does it look like I’m able to do anything right now? Also, I’m fairly certain they won’t be harmed. Zhang Rishan may be callous, but he isn’t stupid.

Hei Yangjing: r u kidding

he split up Romeo and Juliet, then left Romeo with a sword—seems pretty stupid to me

Xie Yuchen: Yeah I’m not going near that. He made his bed with that choice. What can you see? These Neanderthal guards are blocking my view.

Hei Yangjing: uh so there’s like a lab table situation

Wu Xie isn’t tied up, a good sign in this context

I can’t see what those people are holding, they’re talking a lot and some asshole just grabbed Wu Xie’s arm, looks like maybe they are putting in an IV?

The necklace is—oh. Oh shit.

[sparkbeast20]

Brutally Honest pt.3

Obey Me! Fanfic

"It's hard to forgive others, especially yourself"

Warning: Spoilers from Lesson 1-39, mention of death, violence, attempted Murder, swearing, a little fluff and so much angst.

“Be Nice”

Dining Room (earlier that morning)

Leviathan: I don’t care, spit it out-

Belphegor: Here we go again

Asmodeus: Levi, you never learn.

Leviathan: Asmo, if you’re not going to help me, then stay out of this.

Mammon: is yer fault, that yer for bein’ late for breakfast again.

Leviathan: Shut up, Mammon-

MC: here you can have my breakfast.

Leviathan: huh?... are you sure?

MC: I didn’t feel hungry Levi, you can have it.

Leviathan: T-thank you, MC.

Mammon: MC?

MC: yes?

Mammon: are you okay, you look kinda pale?

MC: heh.. I’m fine, I just pull an all-nighter that’s all.

Lucifer: ….

Asmodeus: Oh sweetie, Mammon’s right you’re paler than Solomon’s hair.

MC: *let out a small laugh* no am not.

Lucifer: Just to be sure *stood up from his chair and walk over to MC* may I

MC: okay.

Lucifer: *took off his glove and place his hand on their head* ….

Mammon: well.

Lucifer: your staying home for today.

MC: Lucifer, I can’t what about my report-

Satan: I’ll pass it for you.

MC: well I can miss a day of schoo-

Belphegor: You’re not Mammon, Levi or me… you can stay at least for today.

Mammon & Leviathan: Hey!

Lucifer: that settle then, you’re staying home.

MC: But-

Asmodeus: for us *he gave them the puppy eyes*

MC: alright, but I don’t want anyone staying with me.

Lucifer: You don’t have to worry about… we have a counsel meeting with Lord Diavolo after class, all must attend! *Glared at Mammon*

Mammon: Why singly me out huh!

Asmodeus: we all why.

Mammon: grr

Lucifer: Beel, escort MC to their room, and the rest of you we’re leave.

As the Beelzebub stand and walk over to MC and held out his hand, Mammon grab MC shoulder to tell them something.

Mammon: hey, if anything happens, call me straight away kay’

MC: *places their hand over his* That is your job after all.

Mammon: ya know it.

MC turn to face Beelzebub and took his hand and help them to stand, both starts walk out the room, as they walk to MC’s room Beelzebub start talking.

Beelzebub: I’m sorry, it’s my fault you didn’t get any sleep last night.

MC: Beel, we both needed to memorize those stupid ingredients for potion class.

Beelzebub: yeah, but-

MC: no buts, okay.

Beelzebub: okay.

MC: good now, get going you’re going to be late. *Pushes Beelzebub toward the direction of the front door*

Beelzebub: he he… okay,… a.. if you need anything just call kay.

MC: don’t worry, it’s just one day of me being alone, what could happen in a day.

Later that Evening!

Mammon: AHHHH!...… WHAT HAPPEN TO MY ROOM!

As Mammon scream, Lucifer, Belphegor, and Beelzebub are waiting for him Infront of the common room.

Lucifer: *sigh and pinches the bridge of his nose*

Belphegor: should somebody check on him?

Lucifer: no need, I told the four of you go change out of your uniforms so, we can properly talk to are Guest.

Belphegor: I still said it better we change into are demon form for this.

Lucifer: We need to create a calm environment so; we can gather enough of are current situation right now.

Belphegor: So, what! We’re just going to ignore what he just said to us hours ago!

Lucifer: Belphegor! Your behavior will not be acceptable, I understand your frustration toward that demon-

Belphegor: FRUSTRATION! NO, I HATE HIM AND DON’T WANT TO GIVE HIM MY TIME-

Beelzebub: *grab Belphegor’s shoulder* Belphie.

Belphegor: Beel, don’t stop me! That dirt brought up memories that we would rather to forget, he hurt Satan, me and you! I won’t let him get away that easily.

Belphegor: A disgusting waste of space and-

Beelzebub: and also connected to MC.

Belphegor: eh…….

Beelzebub: you saw them… what ever happen to him, MC gets the same thing.

Lucifer: his right Belphie, until we know the demon’s connection to MC, we can let anything happen to him…. But once his connection to MC has been severed, I let you deal with him.

Belphegor: *he looked at Lucifer and gave him a wicked smile*

Beelzebub: ah... it’s just me or someone is behind us with aura of anger?

All three of them turn around to see Leviathan in his demon form with a dark aura surrounding him.

Leviathan: WERE. IS. THAT. NORMIE. ASSHOLE.

Meanwhile inside the Common room

(New Voice): *groan* ugh… my head…and my leg…and… everything… hurts…. Where am I?

Solomon: House of Lamentation, the Home of the Seven Demon Lords of Devildom, but you already know that, correct.

The demon looked around the room until he spots Solomon and Luke seating across him.

(New Voice): *let out a small chuckle* really! They brought me to their home just like that.

Solomon: Drop the act, I already know you been here before.

(New Voice): Ah! Nothing gets pass you Snowy *gave him smug smile*

Solomon: *breath in deep to calm himself and smile at the demon* how rude of me, I think we got off the wrong foot, may I ask for your name?

(New Voice): *groans* ugh… sometimes I forget how creepy and fake you are.

Luke: hey! His not creepy all the time.

Solomon: *sarcastic tone* thank you Luke

Luke: no problem *visibly happy for himself*

Solomon: any way, your name?

(New Voice): *mumble*

Solomon: come again! We can’t hear you.

(New Voice): Eli, the name’s Eli

Solomon: nice to meet you, Eli

Luke: Solomon, can you stop that now.

Eli: No-no, keep going, show little Luke how no one can completely trust you.

Solomon: what?

Eli: I get it, thousand of years live alone with no human can understand you so, your next best things are demons.

Solomon: ….

Eli: But tell me king Solomon, can you be truly unmasked, long enough to find someone can finally break the damn thing.

Solomon was about to get up, until all three of them hear yelling on the other side of the doors.

Leviathan: Beel let me go!

Beelzebub: Not until you calm down.

Leviathan: I’ll calm down, once I get that son of bitch’s head and feed it to Lotan!

A loud slap can be heard.

Leviathan: Ow!!

Belphegor: I found his “shut up” button.

Leviathan: I’m not a controller!

Belphegor: wait, I think I miss.

Leviathan: Belphie stop! I’ll calm down.

The three set in awarded silent while the four demons yell at each other.

Belphegor: then change back!

Leviathan: fine

Lucifer: Beel, let him go.

Beelzebub: okay.

Lucifer: Now, everyone ready to…... and where do you think you’re going, Mammon!

Mammon: Going to MC

Lucifer: Satan, Asmo and Simeon are taking care of them, I need you here because you have to apologies to are guest.

Mammon: WHAT! WHY?

Leviathan: You punch him right on his head.

Belphegor: one time you get to be a badass, made things worst.

Mammon: SHUT UP!

Beelzebub: Belphie.

Lucifer: all of you Silent!

Once when silent, Luke and Solomon look back at Eli.

Eli: Bahahaha…

Solomon: what’s so funny?

Eli: ha-ha…. Oh, things are going be interesting.

Moments later the doors open slowly to reveal five out of Seven Lords of Devildom, Eli who “looked” terrified to see the five of them, Mammon gleeful smile, Leviathan puff up his chest, and Belphegor looked at him with a deadpan stare.

However, Eli loses his fear face and slowly smiled at the three, in a way the three demons knows in the back of their head, things are going to go horrible for them.

Eli: I wish the other two can be here with us.

Eli: *Lower his voice* But you five can do for now.

End of Part 3

Note: this one is short

[moekaneko]

ohhh so may I request some Mammon headcanons with a MC who comes out as non-binary saying "I'm not a girl"? and they are quite nervous about it but wants to tell him bc it's important for them

Ooh! You may! This is so interesting! I loved trying this! Hope I did it well! I respect all the lgbtq+ community so I want to make sure it makes everyone happy!

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Scenario one; alone:

You and mammon had decided to hang out in his room for the day. And although he had asked first, as soon as you agreed he started talking about how attached to him you were, which is when you started whining at him. (though you truthfully found his tsundere character cute.)

Finally you managed to drag Mammon to his room, with him boasting about how lonely you must be without him the whole way. When you eventually got to his room, you decided you would watch a movie together. So Mammon turned off the lights and cleaned off the sofa best he could. (It was very messy) while you made snacks in the kitchen. He was already sat down when you got in there, and browsing through the movies. "This one looks good!" "Are you serious? Lilo and stitch?" "Yeah! It looks cool!" You thought it was a little childish of him to choose a Disney movie but you decided you would let it slide purely because of how exited he was.

You were both enjoying watching the movie, making little remarks about the plot and animation.

Then we come to the moment. It was awkward sure, but very relieving. "Hey! You kinda remind me of Lilo!" "In what way?" "Your a curious girl who loves even the weirdest of people!" "Except for the girl part." "W..hat?" "I'm not a girl." "Uh- oh- i-" Mammon stuttered over his words, looking distressed. "You're... Not a girl?" "Umm no I'm not. I'm sorry if that's a bit weird but it's how I fe-" "No way! It's cool! So are you male or...?" "Non-binary." You stated confidently. Although inside you were scared for his reaction. "Cool." That was it? Cool? What? "If that's how you feel, I'm all for it!" "Really?" "Yeah really! Why not? I think it's awesome you're bein' yourself human! I'll fend off any of my brothers if they say otherwise! I'll even fight off diavolo for ya" "ahaha! Mammon!" His sudden support and the way he jumped up and made a fighting stance to pretend made you giggle. But it also made you heart warm. Just to know he loved you no matter how you felt about yourself reassured you. You both fell asleep. Cuddled up on the sofa. You had fallen asleep first after many nights of restlessness wondering what the guys would think and who you were. But now you had love and support from your favourite demon, you could do anything.

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Scenario two; with the others:

You yawned as you approached the candle lit table where the plates were neatly placed out with a wonderful looking array of food placed upon them. You plonked yourself down in your chair lazily. Though not as lazily as the avatar of sloth who wasn't even there yet but was most definitely going to be the laziest to sit at the table that morning. Or more likely, sleep at the table. You picked up your utensils and began to chew on your delicious breakfast, eagerly shoving it down your throat both in happiness with the wonderful food and also in a rush to finish before the others like most mornings. First to walk in was Satan and Beel. Stan relaying some of the food information he's read the night before. Something about food poisoning? You weren't really listening. Beel didn't seem to be either. Next to walk in was Asmo and Mammon. Asmo being as dramatic as ever, accusing mammon if stealing something and somehow, he looked great doing it. Mammon looked over to you as soon as he walked in. "Mornin' human! Why're you eatin' so fast? You're gonna choke!" "I'm hungry and need to get ready! I'm not gonna take forever like some people!" You said, looking mammon and Asmo dead in the eyes. Levi walked in, hunched over. Yes sat down. neatly at first, then he slumped down in his chair, groaning and rubbing his eyes. Finally, lucifer walked in. "Do you all remember what time of the year it is?" He exclaimed his straight face never once even flinching from it's stone-like look. Mammon groaned, suddenly realizing. RAD physical exams. Ugh. Lucifer turned his head to your direction, his expression softening as he did so. "Do you know how you're going to do it? Are you going to do the female version or male?" He already knew. As did most of the brothers. All except Mammon had either been told or just pieced it together. "What? They're goin' to do the female one ain't they?" Said the snow haired demon, confused. "Ain't they a girl?" He said. Glancing over at you, his brown furrowed. "I'm not a girl." You said. Sternly, yes, but with a slight soft undertone. Mammon looked shocked. He had had no clue. "You're not a girl?" He asked, tilting his head. "No." Satan chimed in, seemingly annoyed by his moronic older brother's obliviousness. "I'm non-binary." You said. You looked serious, but inside you were worried. If your worry had been showing, your nails would be ruined from how much you would have bitten them. "Oh. Wait, how did I not get told! Did you guys want me to find out like this?!" Mammon exclaimed at his brothers in surprise. "No, we just couldn't be bothered to explain it to you." Asmo said, looking at himself in his phone's camera app simultaneously. "Wow. rude." Mammon said, looking very irritated. "Uuggghh" belphie said from the other side of the room. "I hate mornings." He said as he plonked down,as you had predicted, in a much lazier way than you. "I agree." Beel said. " The only good thing about mornings is breakfast." "Well you all better hurry up or you'll be late. Y/n, I'd like you to think about my question please. I need it answered soon." "Yes, sir!" You exclaimed, saluting to him. Lucifer smirked and walked out. Mammon got up from his chair and walked over to you. "You need to tell me these things human! After all, I was ya first!" You chuckled at his remark. "Fine. from now on I'll tell you everything I think. And right now, I think you need to hurry up!" "Alright alright, calm down, I'm coming!" Mammon yelled as he rushed to grab his bag. Running back to you quickly, he walked off to RAD, with you smiling all the way. Mammon asking you questions about yourself, but of course being careful of what he said like the respectful demon he is.

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Hope I did good! Wanted to do two scenarios with them all and then just mammon! The ask was really good tysm! Also tysm for 80 followers moeka.exe has stopped working 💕

[butwhatifidothis]

i swear to god reading your fic breakdowns has become a sport to me. when edelgard and ingrid kissed, like my father to watching football, i couldn’t contain my energy and stood up in disbelief. i’m still shell shocked at how it’s so quickly brushed under the rug!

it’s not unbelievable for cap to gloss over really bad shit edel does, but you would think since it involves his favorite pure little lesbians (who’s story is the most “touching” thing he’s ever seen apparently) he would treat this with the gravity it deserves or not write it at all.

and this is just my reading as a bisexual woman, but it makes it seem like relationships between women are not as serious as straight relationships. like if this was a straight love triangle you better believe there would be a huge falling out between edel and byleth bc of how bad the situation is. but according to cap, it’s not a big deal since edel and ingrid are pure women who can’t be sullied by cheating with each other when they very much are.

There are moments in this fic that have me actively stop in the middle of reading and just go WHAT for a good few minutes before going on, and MAN DUDE. I thought that the EdeI//grid shit would be like, Ingrid pining from a distance over Edelgard while Sylvain just looks on, but what actually happened IS SOMEHOW MORE PATHETIC FOR THEM THAN THAT??

It's Ingrid all but literally being told that she's basically just a side-piece for Edelgard to release her pent up loneliness but Edelgard can't afford having her stick around cuz Byleth is gonna come back so Ingrid has to LITERALLY SETTLE for Sylvain. Like, everyone involved got fucked over by this chapter. Byleth is being cheated on behind her back, Edelgard is reduced down to a cheater, Ingrid becomes a mistress, and Sylvain stuck there being given Ingrid by Edelgard after she effectively dumped her ass. What in the fuck is this omg.

Like, just- the disrespect towards Byleth is so unbelievable. From Edelgard, Ingrid, and Dorothea's ass too for thinking she'd be okay with this. "Yeah sorry boo I know that you're my lover and not Ingrid, but like, I was really really really sad tho. Like super sad. I needed this!" Just. Ugh.

I've gotten a few asks and stuff about how they feel the same way too; it's just gals bein' gals, who cares if they cheat! It's not really that bad, all they did was kiss and confess their love for each other! But, like, they didn't fuck or anything, so it's not that bad! All they did was *~tenderly~* kiss and *~squeezed hands~* and Edelgard *~told Ingrid the only reason she doesn't run away with her is because of the war~* and like, that's fine, right? Amiright or amiright? There's just... no respect given at all