#and some of his baby dragon teeth and stuff

[belphegored]

hii !! i hope its not too late to request for the 3 character kink prompt 👀 but was wondering ,, what about impact play / or pain play with gamigin ,, glasyalobolas and leraye if thats alright ? :>

Hiii hello, definitely not too late, thank you for sending one & happy holidays!

°•♡Minors dni; most to least likely to be into pain & impact play- Glasyalabolas, Leraye, Gamigin

°•♡ Glasyalabolas is the freakiest and so also the one who I think would enjoy being whacked around, hit and overall tormented the most. You could be cruel to him and he'd always say thank you.

• See him always taking things a bit too far >_> and so being into the most extreme kinds of masochism (especially but like, he can fall into sadism too. Can fall into anything to be fair...)

As long as it's by your hand he'd take anything, from affectionate, heavy handed face slaps, to cock slapping, to cbt, flogging, paddling, spanking overall...

• The image of this giant demon bent over, ass up, begging for a flogging, for you to leave his ass raw and bruised black though.....

If you have him like that, Glasyalabolas will last little to nothing, rocking forward and humping his fat cock against the mattress, spilling himself without second thoughts. Each whipping making him moan loud- he's not above it, starts with small grunts and becomes a literal whiny mess in no time.

• Extremely partial to hard face slapping for some reason; you hit him as hard as you can either prompted by him or during a fight and he can't help it, he's rock hard in seconds.

°•♡ Leraye is such a cutiepie but also obviously a masochist, being under Satan's command must do that to you...

Anyhow, maybe because he's been so nice and overall cute to us and he collects teddy bears I'm inclined to say he doesn't enjoy it as roughly as Glasyalabolas? But I mean...looks can be so deceiving.

• I said once Leraye probably is into caregiver doms and such and think a good caregiver also has to know how to deal a good spanking when their sub is being a brat, which he lovessss.

Probably has a preference for hands instead of props like whips and stuff, he wants you to rough him up on your own! Seldom anything feels better than you pulling him over your knee and messing him up until he's sobbing, especially if you're willing to baby him with aftercare right afterward.

•Give him a reason though: you've been a brat, you've messed this or that thing up. Leraye likes it best if you're punishing him instead of just beating him up without a purpose. It just makes it feel better, to know that he's made take it.

•Has a weakness for nipple clamps with a little weight too, likes to have them on until he's numb.

°•♡ Lastly I don't know Gamigin as much so that's the only reason that left him as the "least likely" but I still think he would enjoy having you roughhousing with him.

• He's a dragon technically so I see him being into the more primal side of pain and masochism? And comparatively to the two above, lightly. Though you never know...

He's probably into biting hard (both giving and especially receiving, until he's all marked up like a dog toy), scratching, and hair yanking and pulling :3. Gamigin probably does all these things to you unconsciously if he sees you as a mate and don't think he's even aware that there are some people that are not into it? It's just how he works naturally.

• But also likely expects you to do the same things to him unthinkingly, if you're not sinking your teeth into his shoulders until he winces and his hips buck forward are you really that into him? <- his train of thought.

• Really into you just piling scar and scratch and mark upon mark on his body, thinks it's really sensual to be a walking testament of the things you do to him ;_;

[thicctails]

curious about Bill's relationships with the twins in gbc

Bill is the twins' very reluctant, pissy, shithead older brother. At first, his ass is NOT conversing with them, because he's butthurt and jealous that he has to share his parents now that he knows they're alive, and he certainly doesn't consider them family (more like bothersome strays his parents picked up), but he's also smart enough to not hurt/torment them.

Eventually, though, Dipper and Mabel start to claw back his walls and nestle their way into his heart-equivalent organ, like the preteen parasites they are.

Individual twin stuff below!

Dipper: 🌲❔⭐

He likes picking on Dipper more, because the kid is easy to rile up, what with his anxiety and embarassing crush on Wendy. Bill looks at Dipper and sees a smaller, sweatier Sixer, complete with his own (and in Bill's opinion, better) abnormality.

However, where Ford was selfish and willing to give Bill everything and anything for answers, soaking up praise like a sponge, Dipper is far less susceptible to Bill's bullshit, and will actually give him sass. Bill gave Stan a nightmare once early on, and Dipper got so mad that he pulled out Bill's full, legal name and cursed him out in Euclydiean. He's seen Scalene's drawings of Bill as a baby in his comically large shoes, and thus is not at all afraid of him.

Bill, a creature that lives in the NIGHTMARE REALM, is wholly unused to this. It's weird and different, but it's not... Bad. As they get closer, Bill finds that Dipper is more than just the awkward potential puppet that he initially thought he was. He's got a good moral compass, yes, but it wavers now and then, and Pinetree is more than willing to do mean, vindictive things with Bill if someone crosses his family.

While Mabel got her Unicorn adventure with Bill as her first big bonding moment, Dipper's comes when he gets knocked unconscious during his encounter with Gideon's robot. Bill appears to Dipper and offers to wake him up and help him save Mabel, if Dipper is willing to let him possess his body. Now, Bill knows he's desperate, and could have easily added the condition that he gets to keep Dipper's body, or simply just not held up his end of the deal, but he doesn't. When Dipper awakes, he's bruised and sore, and his knuckles are covered in drying blood, but he is himself, and Mabel is safe, grinning at him as she grapples them down to the ground.

After that, Bill starts to casually hang around a lot more, usually by possessing Gompers or one of Mabel's stuffed animals. When Dipper starts to dress up again, Bill makes him a set of star earrings. Now, they are made out of teeth, but it's dragon teeth this time!

Mabel: 🌠💓💥

Bill bonds with Mabel much faster, because it's easier for him to relate to her! Mabel is flashy, chaotic, and unapologetic, and Bill loves that! Usually, humans are very predictable and have boring Dreamscapes, but not Mabel. She changes gears faster than a Mantis shrimp punches, and her antics are way more amusing than anything Ford did.

He 100% enables her crazy plans. She wants to set off fireworks for Waddle and Gompers' wedding? Stan keeps the good stuff under his bed. She's making Dipper a special jug of Mabel Juice? Here kid, have some Smile Dip Ultra! (See you in the astral plane, Pinetree!) Cops are trying to send you to Washington for uncovering a government secret? RUN THEM OVER WITH A CAR!

...okay she doesn't listen on that last one, but you get the idea.

His absolute favorite moment with her was watching her punch Celestabellebethabelle's snout until it looked like a gnome threw up on it. He, at that time, was busy suffocating a Satyr with his plushie Unicorn form, but he was sure to give her plenty of praise.

He was surprised at the warm, fuzzy feeling that bloomed when she grinned at him, rainbow blood splattered on her cheek. Hmm. Had he eaten something recently and not chewed it enough? Maybe he was getting sick or something equally stupid. Surely he was not experiencing... Emotions. Ew.

Mabel bedazzles his bowtie for him. She is the only being aside from his parents who have touched his accessories and lived.

[bucknastysbabe]

Rating: Explicit

Tags: College!au, modern!au, nerd loser baby Criston, loss of virginity, hot stem computer partner girly, older girl, Alicent for the win, short n sweet n smutty, pnv!sex, first dates, Criston’s inner dialogue, subby lil baby

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A/N: shout-out to @fairysluna “he looks like a loser who jacks off to hentai but I’d fuck him.” I made the divider :)

Criston knew he was a fucking incel. Maybe at some point in his miserable life he could’ve done a sport and use his decent height and muscle tone. But no, he was cripplingly shy and had a stutter that took forever to get rid of— sometimes rearing its ugly head when he was angry or flustered.

He spent his time studying, playing league of legends, and jerking off obscenely to hentai. Yes, the Japanese porn comics. It was easier to ignore how pathetic he was reading those or talking to a chat bot that thought everything he said was hot.

Criston thought best to keep under the radar, head down and attentive in his classes. One day he’d be a rich computer scientist Silicon Valley type and then he could just, like, have the girls come to him. Because he’d be rich. No longer weird, ugly, and a huge VIRGIN. He felt like it was stamped on his forehead. Or perhaps his was the Star Wars buttons on his jacket— that’s a big cue.

He tucked a dark hair behind his ear, shaking his head. Another year, but one less until he could move on in life. Cole was glad he was in college, it was scores better than the constant bullies in highschool. It was his second year now and he was ahead of schedule. He’d be in an upper level compsci class with some juniors or seniors.

Scary.

Maybe there would be some other weirdo girl like him that would take pity and they could fuck, then go to Thursday’s Dungeons and Dragons like it never occurred. He’d like that. Swift and easy. Erryk Cargyll and Elinda Massey did that. But the only girl he considered ‘friend’ was Alicent and he was pretty sure she was a lesbian. Also totally not a nerd, Ali was very cool and involved.

He sighed while ducking into a seat. Criston carefully placed his stuff down at the two person desk, focusing on getting the PC ready. The instructions on the board were simple enough.

A waft of perfume and the presence of another body startled Criston. He jumped in place, brown eyes glancing over at the girl- no- woman. She was fucking hot. Like why was she sitting next to him type of hot?

“Hi,” she extended a hand, eyes roving, “Criston!”

“H-how do you know m-my name?,” he echoed stupidly, shaking her dainty hand, eyes comically wide.

She gently let go of his hand after shaking one second too long and giggled, “It’s on your backpack.” Criston blushed bright red and nodded, “Yeah, you’re right, ha-haha?” Oh God he was going to self combust. She was so hot. Like she had these patent leather boots on, a little red plaid skirt, and some tight-ass high-necked white tank.

“What’s your name?,” he managed, grateful the stutter wasn’t making too much of an appearance. She smiled and told him, baring white teeth and cherry red lips. The teacher droned from the front, “Glad you’re acquainted now, that will be your partner for the rest of the semester.”

Cole was going to jizz himself. Not in the fun way? Maybe the fun way? He was terrified. He had to tell the boys on Thursday. The beauty next to him raised her brows and flicked one of his errant curls. She whispered, “Can’t wait, Criston!”

Oh God. Oh God! He wasn’t going to make it.

“Hnghhhh, fuck yes, I am your sempai, mmm,” Criston flopped back from his hentai and laid on the bed, “Fuck. This sucks.” His cock was still hard and nothing was cutting it recently. The twenty year old’s mind was settled on his computer science partner. Who was obscenely beautiful and sexy and smelled good and so so so smart.

Oh. He was jacking off again. Maybe this was what the missing piece was. Criston closed his eyes and began to pump his cock some more, imagining her perky tits bouncing as he fucked her over a desk. He gasped sharply, prick twitching excitedly at something tangible.

He thought about the cute way she’d laugh at his dumb jokes. Or when he’d fix something in a faulty program and she’d purr, “Oh! Smart boyyyy.” He whined through his nose, squirming in place, imagining her breathing that in his ear. Criston cried out sharply, cumming so damn hard spunk reached his collarbones.

He laid there breathless, a dopey smile across his face. She was so perfect. He laid in his post-nut bliss and pondered his partners actions. For a girl older and way cooler than him, she sure did enjoy talking to him, even had his number, and they met outside of class to work on their project.

Could there be? No, no. Totally not.

The nerd thought about the times she blushed or would bat his shoulder. Or the time they nearly kissed putting together a PC. She’d merely laughed and said, “Just have to ask me!” He had a meltdown and awkwardly laughed it off. Criston did the same when she was wearing a low-cut top and she breathed, “I wore this for you today, I know you wanna look Cole.”

He sat upright with a bolt.

“Wait what?” he shouted.

“Shut the fuck up loser!,” came the reply of his apartment roommate. Criston rolled his eyes and blinked a couple more times. He still had cum drying on his shoulders from jacking off about the girl of his pathetic dreams and she might be into him? He needed a long shower and help from Ali— stat.

She came through quite quickly after he sent the SOS message. First Ali wrinkled her nose at his room and complained, “Ugh, I’m glad I brought my candles. It smells like man in here. God.” He gave her puppy eyes until the redhead exclaimed, “What?”

“You gotta help me!,” he pled, “I uh- someone likes me back?”

It was a flurry of cinnamon scented womanly magic after his admission. Bless Alicat.

The auburn haired girl swished through Criston’s wardrobe. She raised a brow at him and asked, “Is there anything in here that doesn’t have a logo or some strange wording on it? I can’t believe you just realized she was into you, I could smack you!”

He sat on the bed, freshly showered and in his briefs. Alicent and him had known each other since childhood— this was nothing new. Ali helped him type out a witty way to ask her out tonight without being too dorky. Criston eked, “I think I have some button downs my dad gave me, but they’re probably shoved somewhere.”

“Aha! Found them, still pressed too. I think this darker tan will look good,” she said while stepping out of the closet. Honors college had nice digs. It did pay to be a nerd. Criston eyed the polo shirt, leagues away from his usual t-shirts and jackets.

Alicent narrowed her eyes. He hopped up and sighed, “Fine, fine, I’m putting it on. Just lemme get the undershirt.”

Now he was clad in a nice top, some not worn-to-death jeans, and his rarely used church loafers. He was a pretty shitty Catholic. Alicent styled his wild curls, giggling, “Look at you go, who would’ve thought, you two are going to be some lookers!”

Criston rolled his eyes and mumbled, “Yeah, hoping she doesn’t mind the big neon-lit ‘virgin’ sign over my head.”

Ali snickered, “Or the nasty cartoons you jerk it too, might wanna get rid of that evidence if you’re planning on getting that far, yeah stud?”

He blanched, stuttering up a storm as she laughed. Criston grabbed all and any evidence of his…prior predilections..and hid them under the bed. In a big lockbox. Then completely wiped his browser history and any suspicious downloads. Fire walled it or whatever.

He sighed again, getting jittery, reading a text from the cutie.

‘Hey handsome, still see you in 30 on the plaza? I’m excited for the pizza and games! 💋’

Criston immediately squawked, “Ali!”

She ‘tsked’ and looked at the text. Then looked back at him with a funny look. Alicent deadpanned, “You’re such an idiot for being smart. I wish half the girls I texted were this forward. Just tell her yes, you can’t wait, you know she’s gonna look gorgeous and throw some emoji in!”

“So you are a lesbian?”

“And you’re not telling a soul!”

They pinky promised, Ali giving him a warm hug and pat on the cheek. She teased, “Luv yaaaa Nerd, don’t forget to wrap it!” He blushed and waved her off. Criston rubbed the back of his neck, glad he had such a good friend. He quickly typed back.

‘Hi- yeah I’ll see you there. I know you’ll be gorgeous, can’t wait xx’

The date had gone great. They didn’t ID either. So beers, pizza, and dumb arcade games they played. Criston probably had her up-down look at him sketched into his mind. She was in a cutesy dress herself, cut mid-thigh and a heart shaped window in the front to show her…assets. Not to forget some Doc’s he would gladly be stomped by.

“Criston, oh my god, you look so cute, who dressed you up,” she pulled him into a tight hug, whispering, “Should I be jealous?”

He sheepishly smiled, “No, just my childhood friend, she’s kinda, we’re not, you know.”

His class partner giggled, patting his chest, “No need, I gotcha. We all need those friends. C’mon let’s go!”

He couldn’t help but goofily smile down at her as they held hands walking to the pizza joint. Sometimes Criston would get so lost in his head and self-conscious, it would seem like he was always underfoot. But tonight, with her, he felt his right size. She grabbed their interlaced hands and pecked his skin, giggling.

Christ have mercy, lord have mercy. He was so down bad.

But as he said, the night went awesome. Conversation never lulled, he taught her the secret to ski-ball, and she schooled Criston in pac-man. He got his first kiss on the walk back, paused at the stoplight, waiting to walk. She pulled back and murmured, “You’ve been the best date.”

Criston, likely all moony eyes now, gushed back, “God, same, really, you’re great you know that? I’m just a bit clueless.”

She shrugged, “That’s okay. We don’t have to know everything.”

They walked near the honor’s college. They both chirped at the same time, “You uh-“ then burst into laughter. Criston grinned and ran a hand through his inky hair. He shuffled his balance and gestured, “Do you want to come back to my room? It’s all clean and female verified.”

“Lead the way handsome.”

Criston was glad for the bit of liquid courage still in his system, kissing and hugging on his ‘friend girl’? She was so sweet and touchy, it was driving him mad. He idly wondered if she was all sweet and adorable like that in bed. Thankfully his dick was tucked away.

The brunette keyed into his room, her arms around his waist, face smushed into his back. The junior cooed, “You smell good, you’re the cutest thing I swear, can’t believe this.” Criston eyed her nervously as he stepped in, replying, “You’re a catch, I can’t believe anyone wouldn’t go for you.”

She straightened up, looking into his dark eyes as she admitted, “No, it wasn’t that I was lacking…just searched for the wrong attention I suppose. You’re actually respectful.”

Criston smiled at that, snorting, “Catholic boy values I guess.”

“Or you are a good boy like I said,” she teased, thumbing Criston’s now-flaming cheeks.

“Can I kiss you again?” he eagerly asked.

They locked lips again, her arms around his neck, Criston tilting his face so his damn nose wouldn’t get in the way. His hands were politely shaking at her waist as they made out. Her tongue softly lapped into his mouth, the man gasping and returning the favor.

She moved his shaky hands down to her ass with a snicker. Criston groaned between kisses as he groped her pert ass— fuck, this was heaven! Cole walked her backwards towards the bed, pushing her back onto the freshly made covers. She smiled up at him, lips plump, the led lights from his room casting a neat glow.

“Come on then, can you get the shoes?,” she teased while shucking off her tight black dress. Criston eagerly dropped to the ground, whimpering as his hard cock painfully brushed against the fly of his pants. He quickly undid the thick boots and neatly placed them to the side.

Coming back up, he got an eyeful of pretty fucking titties and manicured hands on his waist. She purred, “Heard you down there, all good babes?” Criston nodded with a swallow and pathetic noise. She cooed while undoing his belt and pants, reminding him of the button down.

Now Criston’s lean body was on display with her own, only underwear between the two. That was perfectly dandy for him as he clambered over her perfect form, now playfully making out on their sides. Every single time his cock would graze the random throw pillow between them he’d whimper into her wet mouth, growing flustered. The front of his briefs were getting sticky.

He tried to not to rut against it, but he had a handful of fucking tit and her soft lips and noises, and Criston was only a weak little bitch! She pulled back to laugh, “You know, I’d much prefer you fuck me making those cute noises. But that’s up to you baby.”

He blinked owlishly, hand moving up her thigh to ask. “You don’t want me to uh- touch you first?”

“Sweetheart, I’m wet enough as is and we can worry about alllll that other stuff later hm?”

Criston made a gutted noise, nodding. She was right, he’d blow all over himself if he got to feel around her pussy for a bit. He rasped, “Yeah, okay, good- lemme get the condom.” He reached over her smaller frame, digging around the side table for the damn condom, trying to put his bravest face on.

Criston made a little ‘aha’ as he snagged the packet, settling onto his haunches and ripping the packet with his teeth. Meanwhile she undid her bra and shucked down wet panties, the slickness hitting his lean thigh. “Hng-fucking shit!,” the brunette accidentally moaned.

“Yeah babes? That’s all for you, here, lemme help.”

She grabbed the tacky lubed condom, rolling it on Criston, her teeth biting into a plump lip. He shuddered through the movement, taught tummy tensing and rolling as he tried to calm down. “There we go, you’re alright, just breathe sweeatheart,” the girl cooed.

Criston nodded haphazardly, easing himself onto his elbows, staring wide-eyed into her own. He wanted to blab about being a virgin, how he was scared of fucking up, how damn pretty and sweet the brunette thought she was. The beauty pecked his lips and cooed, “I know, take it easy, s’fine Criston.”

He jerkily nodded again, lashes fluttering against the faint neon lighting. Criston grabbed his cock and began to ease it into her, gasping wetly. His computer partner took over from there, wrapping soft legs around his waist, murmuring sweet nothings.

Soon he was seated inside her tight, warm, velvet pussy. Criston buried his face between her tits, sniveling and gasping as he tried to fight off every single nerve in his body screaming to let go. He tried to speak, more of a plethora of strangled whines and whimpers escaping his raw throat.

“Shhh, don’t think so much, s’okay Cris, you’re okay,” she hummed while petting soft hands down his heaving flanks and sides. Plush lips planted a kiss on his suddenly wet cheeks. God he was a mess. A whiny, flimsy, wet mess. The way she was squeezing around him made the rational part of his brain realize she enjoyed the pitiful sex still.

“Hn-okay? I- uhohgod- okay?”

She smiled and kissed him, the heels of her feet ushering Criston on. He began to pump slowly, liking the way her soft moan made his chest puff in excitement. The brunette began to build a decent rhythm, panting and moaning between sloppy kisses. He got lost in the feeling, truly.

Soon the cutie was gasping and begging, “Don’t cum yet, j-just, Criston, touch my clit, it’s the nub at the top, yes!, right there!” He listened carefully, thumbing at her swollen nub, panting like a racehorse between suckling at budded nipples. He’d ended up at a breakneck pace, completely over any pretense he was going to make a manly noise tonight.

Criston fought off his orgasm, although it was on top on him now. He moved his lips to hers again, swirling his thumb, thrusting his slim hips into perfect goddamn pussy. He gasped, “Oh, oh, oh God, m’gonna cum baby, m’gonna cummmmm!” The boy would definitely never admit he somewhat squealed.

His cutie whined excitedly under the loud sounds of the bed creaking, lean hips clapping into her softer flesh. She begged, “Right there sweetheart, mm, good boy, good boy! Right there with you!” She clung to his shoulders and tightened down, chanting Criston’s name like a litany.

Criston Cole was pretty sure he saw God when his balls drew up and he slammed back into her welcoming pussy. Sure, there was a condom, but the sophomore’s ears still rung with the choir of angels and he probably sounded like a slip of a thing getting her cunt pounded but it was worth it. So very worth it.

He kept playing with her clit until she milked him, again, crying out happily, throwing her pretty hair back and groaning throatily. “Ohhhhh, f-fuck, oh my god, mmm!,” he eloquently replied to her, feeling another little peak pass through his overstimulated system. He collapsed against her soft frame, panting softly, whimpering every other breath.

Oh god he was crying, this was not the time to be— oh she kissed it away.

“That’s alright baby, you did great, Mhm,” she hummed and nuzzled against his face.

Huh. Maybe he was in love now. Fuck hentai.

[apomaro-mellow]

Two in the Bush 6

Part 5

Eddie was pretty gung-ho about the shower preparations while Billy seemed mostly ambivalent to it, which was expected. Eddie was really excitable while it was rare to see Billy get pumped for anything outside of the typical alpha stuff. Belatedly, Steve realized he should have put that on his list of things for Billy to work on and wondered how he could get him to do it.

“We gotta get this!”, Eddie came from a rack of clothes and held up a black onesie with a flaming guitar on it.

“Where did you even find that?”, Steve asked, stopping the cart.

“From the super badass baby section”, Eddie said as he tossed it into the cart.

There was no way in hell Steve was letting his baby wear that. Babies should wear soft things in bright colors with cute characters. But at least Eddie was thinking about what his future pup would wear. A stark contrast to Billy, who looked like a kid being dragged around, glowering, arms crossed.

“Isn’t the point of a baby shower that people buy this stuff for us?”

“They will, but we should get a few things ourselves”, Steve said.

“Yeah and no one’s gonna buy this for us!”, Eddie held up a little baby beanie with soft felt horns on top.

“Seriously, where are you finding this stuff?”, Steve asked, shaking his head but unable to hide the smile on his face. 

Billy watched the two of them go back and forth over what a pup should and shouldn’t wear and despite it being an argument, neither seemed particularly upset or frustrated with the other. They almost seemed like they were having fun. Billy had been stuck on it for the rest of the shopping. They brought it back to Steve’s place and for now, kept the clothes in what would eventually be the nursery.

“Yeah, I can see my vision now”, Eddie said, hands on his hips as he looked around. “We’ll put the mural on this wall, I’m thinking a dragon in flight over a village. Over there’s where we’ll have the speakers and tape deck. Nothin’ puts a baby to sleep like some Megadeth.”

“I know you’re joking. But it’s still a no”, Steve deadpanned. “I’m gonna order a pizza. Maybe between the two of you, you guys can figure out some real nursery decor.”

He walked out, leaving the two alphas alone. Eddie continued to survey the room. So far, it only had a dresser. The crib was still in Steve’s room for now.

“How do you do that?”, Billy asked, although it sounded like he did so through gritted teeth.

“Hm? Do what?”, Eddie asked back.

“You disagree with him, argue with him but it’s never-you never escalate or blow up at each other. Are you just playing a game? Is that foreplay to you guys?”

Eddie chuckled and shook his head. “If you think that’s foreplay, you’ve got a lot to learn.”

“Fuck you.”

“Hey, hey, sorry dude, look, that was a legit question, right?” Eddie held his hands up. “It’s not really arguing it’s like…bickering, you know?”

“No I don’t.” Billy crossed his arms, prompting Eddie to elaborate.

Eddie leaned against the dresser. “It’s like, I’ll say things that I know will annoy him, but not make him mad. And it’s fun to watch him get worked up, isn’t it?”

It was fun to get Steve worked up. Made the sex good too. But Billy had never argued just for the fun of it. How was Eddie able to do it so easily? Eddie could see something warring inside of Billy and decided to throw him a bone.

“Look, it’s not hard. The next time something comes up, just neg him a little”, Eddie suggested.

“Hey, you guys want breadsticks with the pizza?”, Steve called out.

“Breadsticks fucking suck”, Billy replied.

Eddie’s face fell into his palms. He might need to write out instructions for this guy.

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Billy got another chance when he was to tag along with Steve for his next appointment. It would have been all three of them, but Eddie had cars to work on. He and Billy had talked beforehand and Billy had written down Eddie’s points on a napkin to keep himself straight.

Don’t attack him directly

Annoy, not anger

Have fun with it

“Why are there all these rules?”, Billy questioned.

“They’re unspoken, but important”, Eddie had said.

He’d never felt this nervous when it came to Steve before. He was easy. Get him riled up a bit, fuck, rinse and repeat. But a pup was potential to be something new. And he didn’t want to lose Steve just because he couldn’t get with the program and evolve.

“Are you okay?”, Steve asked as they entered the clinic.

Billy had gotten pretty good at hiding his scent thanks to his childhood, so he must have slipped for Steve to be able to tell he was bothered by something. He shrugged before remembering him being emotionally stunted was a sticking point for Steve.

“Just wondering how you plan to let down Munson when we found out it’s not his.”

Well, Rome wasn’t built in a day after all.

Steve rolled his eyes. “So sure it’s yours, huh?”

Eddie’s words echoed in Billy’s head. “Sometimes, he’ll give you a real easy in. Something like a challenge. Go ahead and take it.”

Was that it? Was that an in? Should he take it? What should he say? Billy wondered if he could take the napkin out of his pocket without Steve noticing. Had it been too long for him to respond? It felt like he’d spaced out for too long. Steve’s brow furrowed and he opened his mouth to say something else, Billy inwardly panicking, when a nurse called Steve’s name.

They stood and Billy only felt half saved. Steve definitely noticed his pause. And the fact that Billy had yet to answer. They got set up in the room and the doctor did most of the talking, checking in on Steve’s health. Steve was just barely two months in, so they weren’t doing an ultrasound just yet. 

Steve replied to all the doctor’s questions and Billy felt completely useless and out of his depth. He kept his mouth shut for the duration of the appointment, even as they left and got back into his car. But Steve couldn’t keep up with the odd silent treatment anymore.

“Look, are you upset about what I said earlier?”

“What?”

“Because I know it’s probably a sore spot for an alpha to have some other guy ‘challenging his claim’”, Steve used air quotes and rolled his eyes but pressed on. “But I didn’t mean it like-well, we don’t know for sure whose it is, but I shouldn’t throw it in your face like that.”

Well, it wasn’t quite an in, but it was kind of an out, wasn’t it? It was better than admitting what was really on his mind anyway. So he took the easiest escape route.

“I was kinda serious. If it’s mine, how are you gonna tell Eddie?”

Steve sighed and looked out the window. “I won’t know what I’m going to say until we find out.”

Billy wanted to press for more. It felt like there was more that Steve wanted to say. But meeting up with Max reminded Billy that one of his problems was pushing too hard and too far. If Steve wanted to play it close to the chest for now, he’d let him. Their little nugget was barely a pile of beans right now. Besides, it gave Billy some time to think about how little he knew going into the clinic today.

After dropping Steve off and getting back home, he called up Eddie.

“You’ve reached the Munson residence, home of a future baby daddy.”

“You’re answering the phone like that?”, Billy snorted.

“Hargrove! I trust the visit went well?”

“Yeah, I guess.” The doctor and Steve seemed happy enough about it. But that reminded him of the idea he got on the drive home and what he could do about how he’d felt today. Something that both he and Eddie had to do.

“How much do you know about pregnancy?”, Billy asked, leaning against the wall next to his phone.

“Uh, peen goes in hole and pup pops out? Swollen ankles and weird late night cravings? ….Tender titties!”

“We’re going to the library”, Billy decided.

Part 7

[waterfire1848]

What do you imagine would happen if Zuko had been swept away by the current like in the comics and fire fans reactions? Like Ozai does canonically try and swim after him but Zuko just gets swept away.

Hello, @deadlyangelofpurity !!! (BTW love your art)

The fire family loved going to Ember Island every summer and they had never had a problem with the beach before so Ursa and Ozai don't really bat an eye when their three year old son run around on the beach and saves a turtle-crab. Ozai keeps an eye on him while Ursa is more focused on the one year old baby in front of her. When the giant waves comes up and washes Zuko away, Ozai darts into the water to save him and Ursa starts screaming for Zuko. Despite Ozai's best efforts the ocean claims the three year old before he can get to him. The guards arrive and look over as much of the ocean as they can, scanning the water for him, while others stay on land and look over the beaches. Ursa is inconsolable when they have to leave Ember Island without Zuko and holds Azula a little closer while Ozai is too stunned to speak. He could have sworn he was about to grab Zuko. How did he let his own son slip through his fingers? Ozai never made it a secret that he didn't like how weak Zuko's firebending was, but he was still his son. Ozai still cared for him and the thought that his own weakness is the reason his son is dead now is such a blow.

The Fire Nation mourns for the loss of the young prince. Azulon, who didn't care too much for Zuko, uses the opportunity to yell at Ozai and Ursa for failing to watch their son and letting him die. For a moment, he briefly considers removing Azula from their care but Ursa begs him not to and he decides against it. It's not said, but the family seems to understand that Ozai and Ursa aren't going to try and have another child. Ursa because she couldn't bear the thought of losing another child and Ozai because he doesn't want to risk failing a second child. Ursa grows more and more attached to Azula, her baby is now her only child and she showers her with as much affection as a mother possibly could. Ozai trains relentlessly, never letting himself be satisfied with his results. Another unspoken understanding is that they are never returning to Ember Island again. Ursa gives up her love for the Ember Island players and Ozai orders their family beach house torn down and everything sent to them at the palace. It's a very sad time for the family.

Meanwhile, Zuko's not doing so good. He get's swept out to see and survival---amazingly---by the skin of his teeth. While he's out at sea, a familiar group of pirates notice him and pick him up. They help him warm up and give him some food. Zuko's only three at the time, so they have no real reason or want to hurt him. On the ship, Zuko thinks the pirate life is amazing (Zuko: What's that? Captain: Our sail. It's the heart of any good ship. Zuko: What's that? Captain: Crow's nest. It allows us to see what's further out on the ocean. Zuko: Can I see? Captain, laughing: You sure you won't get scared. Zuko: I won't! I promise! Captain: Alright). That being said, the crew does try to ask the boy where he's from and when he says the Fire Nation palace, they come to an issue. On the one hand, they don't want to keep a three year old from his family. On the other hand, they will probably die or be locked up the second they step foot on Fire Nation soil. (Pirate: So we're keeping him. Captain: Of course we're keeping him. Pirate: What about when he asks about his family? Captain: He's three. Give him some time and he'll forget all about them. He'll make a fine pirate.) That's exactly what they do. They train Zuko do be a pirate and to use his bending to help them steal. Zuko becomes incredibly good at sneaking into nobles houses and stealing their stuff to bring back to the ship so the pirates can re-sell it. (Captain: Zuko! Where did you get that? Zuko, holding a ruby dragon statue: I stole it from some rich Earth Kingdom noble who said my outfit *the outfit the captain got for him* was disgusting. Never even knew I was in his house. Captain, shedding a tear: I have never been more proud of you!)

With Zuko "dead" and after Lu Ten dies, Ozai still makes the move to try and get Iroh's position because after Zuko died, Ozai has been pushing himself more and more into just about everything to make himself absolutely perfect (and make up for not saving Zuko that day). Azulon can't order Azula's death because he's running out of young heirs, so he sends Ozai into the war to actually experience what Iroh has gone through. Azula and Ursa remain at the palace where Azula starts her training as the crown princess but remains close to her mother's side (having grown up close to her and since Ursa is the only parent she has left). Azulon takes over Azula's training and puts her through intense sessions to try and make her into the perfect weapon. Ursa does what she can for her daughter, but she can't go against the Fire Lord....or can she? When Azula comes to Ursa one night, terrified because grandfather said he'd kill her if she didn't perfect her lightning strike by tomorrow and Azula doesn't know if she can, Ursa decides enough is enough and kills Azulon and, since no one else is around, she becomes the Fire Lady for the time being.

While that's going on, Ozai is in the war in the Earth Kingdom. He's not on the front lines, he's in the tents with the admirals and commanders but it's still a lot to witness after having grown up in the palace. One night, while some of the soldiers are staying in a coastal town, Ozai is woken up by the sound of someone messing around in one of the tents. Ozai goes to inspect it and, low and behold, it's Zuko (although Ozai doesn't recognize him). (Ozai: Who are you!? What you doing!? Zuko:...Would you believe I'm an inspector? Ozai, holding up fire: No. Zuko: Didn't think so. Catch me if you can, old man!) Ozai does catch him and is about to burn him until he sees Zuko's golden eyes and realizes who the thief is. Zuko is a teenager now so he doesn't really remember Ozai and runs away. Ozai, abandoning his soldiers, run after his son all the way back to the pirate ship. (Ozai: ZUKO! Zuko: I don't know who you think I am! But I'm not your son! Ozai: Yes, you are! Zuko: No! I'm not! I'm a pirate! My mom was some woman from the coastal towns and my dad passed away when I was little. I'm not- Captain: He's your father. Zuko: What? Captain: You....I think we have some explaining to do). Zuko listens to the captain's explanation and hears Ozai's side of the story. When all is said and done, the Captain believes that Zuko should go with his father back to the Fire Nation, so Zuko does (even if it is hard to leave the only family he really knows). Ozai and Zuko head off as soon as they can to return to a palace where Ursa is in charge and Azulon is dead.

[miyaniacs]

Corrupted by Darkness

- Introduction -

Facts ; Wattpad

ACOTAR x Fourth Wing x OC

You know how there’s Good and Bad in the world? Heaven and Hell? Angels and Demons?

For every good person, or fae, there’s an evil one out there. Somewhere.

Well it’s the same for dragons.

And I’m not sure if I found the good one or the bad one.

Hello Family,

I’m sure you all are thrilled to … read from me.

Until I found out you were spying on me the whole time?

Come one! Cassian? Do you have no trust in the way you trained me?

Or you Azzie? You made me a fucking shadow yet you’ve sent your shadows to spy on me?

I know I know, Im still a child in your eyes… but I’m as old as the others around me - besides I’ve survived with you as my “family”, you really think this will kill me?

Anyway, I finally have the privilege to annoy you all with endless letters, the first year is over and I’m still alive baby.

So let me tell you about my year…

On my very first day I made a friend, Rhiannon. We ended up being in the same squad too - Fourth Wing, Flame Section, Second Squad. Two new friends we made in our squad are Ridoc and Liam. I know you told me to stick to the other fae around here… But she’s a bitch and I’m this close to kill her every second she opens her mouth. And I really don’t know why our wing leader is fucking with her- like literally. Humans need to meet more fae, otherwise he’d realize that she’s not special. I really hope more fae will come to the riders and help mixing humans and fae in the future… Geographically our worlds are connected but somehow we are not. Back to this bitch tho. Her Name is Eve and she’s the daughter of some lord from Autumn, who’s dad is or was friends with Beron - this should be enough for you to know that she’s a bitch. So anyway now my friends and our section leader Garrick are now judging Xaden for fucking with her. Which made Xaden, our wing leader, hate me… Don’t ask me why just me and not the others too, but just me.

Maybe it was because I once said to Eve that I know she’s just messing with him because she can’t have the real Shadow boy ( yes I’m talking about you Az) - and he was right behind me. She looked offended tho, so add her to the endless list of girls that want to fuck Azriel, yet he still choses the life of abstinence.

Okay uhmmm all the fighting stuff is actually way too easy for me which is why I’m mainly training with Liam or Garrick and not the other first (now second) years.

The food is awful and doesn’t get better the longer you eat it (pls Rhys I’m begging you, pull some strings and get me a care package).

Well other than that… I know you what you want me to talk about… The dragon who chose me.

Noctis.

What can I say - I or We were the talk of the month when he appeared during Threshing and chose me. Everything around me became black. I couldn’t see anything and then… two glowing red eyes appeared in front of me and he spoke. He spoke in my head.

‘I’ve been waiting for you.’

Then the darkness … vanished and there he was. An enormous black dragon. His scales are razor sharp spikes, his horns ( he has for of them) are so long, I could hold them while riding him. His teeth come close to the size of you Cassian. His tail ends in something that fades into a shadow… just like his wings. They have holes in them and the ends fade into shadows…

He wasn’t a normal black dragon I was sure of that.

Thanks to being a fae I got on top of his back and somehow managed to stay there during the flight.

I’m sure you heard all about the drama that went down afterwards.

He shouldn’t be here.

He’s supposed to stay a legend.

Is he even real?

How can he possible bond to someone?

Rhys.

He doesn’t just look like the Dragon Amren told us about. The one she saw when she first landed on this continent.

He IS that dragon.

And he’s a sarcastic bitch that doesn’t know when to stay out of my head or my business- you two would get along so well.

But he’s pretty cool.

And he’s not screaming in my head rn to write this.

Well… and now to the other matter.

My…signet …

So there’s the one… everyone knows of… Shadow Wielding. That’s kinda obvious with how Noctis looks (and forces me to spend more time with Xaden, since we both have the same signet and he’s told to teach me).

But it’s just one of them… Rhys… I feel it. I feel the blood of the people around me. One time Rhi was bleeding and it just wouldn’t stop and I didn’t know what to do… I just wished it would stop. And then I felt it. I felt her blood running out of the cut on her arm and… I made it stop?

I know it sounds crazy but.. then there was this other time … I was just minding my own business during lunch and Eve had to sit down right in my eyesight and make out with Xaden… I got so annoyed… and just wanted it so end. I thought about blood running down her neck… and then… it started to run. Run out of her nose, down her mouth and…down her neck. She needed to go to the healer’s because it just wouldn’t stop.

Rhys.. what is wrong with me?

Noctis just tells me that he knew why he waited for me.

I know I should go to my teachers.. and learn how to control it.. but something tells me that I shouldn’t.

Oh and Rhys… His power… feels like yours.

Talk to you all later…

Nea.

With a sigh I put away my pen.

Shadows crawl around me and caress my face.

I smile and look at the male behind me.

“Did I wake you up?” I ask him.

“No… But I’m kind of offended our activities knocked me out more than they did to you.” He laughs and gets out of my bed. His lips touch my shoulder blade, right where Noctis marked me. His fingers trace the thin lines on my body, that run from the dragon on my back all over my body.

“They’re beautiful.” He mumbles.

Pfff obviously. Noctis sighs and I feel him rolling his eyes.

“Come back to bed now.” He says and walks backwards, dragging me with him.

[callsign-rogueone]

Hey sweetie! (Me again lol 😵‍💫)

This was supposed to be one thing but the graphic audio made it two 🤦

Brennan and his children, I know I've asked before, but I need to know what he'd be like. And considering that you portray the characters so realistically... Please enlighten me, at least a little.....

There is this one line in IF that for some reason holds me my heart (a second just popped in my mind too 🤦 sometimes I had my mind) but it's a line from violet to andarna. Marbh was watching over Brennan while he was mending the ward stone 🥺 I need more of them. Marbh probably became more protective after the rebellion. But marhb staying on top of the chamber to look over Brennan 🥺

Do you remember that line from Brennan before the battle "disengage your limbs or whatever you're doing" ? If you wanna I'm sending that from the graphic audio you need to hear it, it gives peak "brother who accepts the relationship but is not happy with the thought of someone touching his youngest sister.

I think I overstayed my welcome. But alas. Here you have it. Brennan, bren, mender, the sweetest man alive 😵‍💫🥺

Love you 💐

Aura 🧡

hihi!! I still need to listen to the graphic audio but I’m scared lol

yes!! we need to talk about dad!Bren. he’s gonna be so sweet with his two little boys that look exactly like him 🥹 I’ll probably make a full post about him and some of the other guys as dads, but some initial thoughts:

he’s 100% always helping his partner take care of the babies. we stan an active father!! even if he’s tired from Lieutenant Colonel stuff, he’s always making sure that they have what they need and he’ll get up in the middle of the night to feed them / get them back to sleep etc etc

his mending! he’s immediately fixing any kind of injury. blocking the babies pain when they’re teething, and later when they’re running around, fixing any skinned knees etc. I think I talked about this before but he’d also be the go-to person for all of Aretia’s kids who need their favorite toys and stuffies fixed.

they’d 100% have little stuffies that look like daddy’s dragon 🥺 they’d love Marbh. and of course Marbh would protect Bren’s partner and their babies from anything and anyone. 🧡

Bren would also really value their education when they get a bit older. he’s always reading with them, teaching them another language like his dad taught him…

and of course when they’re more grown up, the age to enlist at Basgiath, he won’t pressure them to do that at all. if they want to be riders, scribes, healers, infantry, or take another path in kife, that’s fine with him. he just wants them to be happy. 🧡

and Marbh is definitely extra protective of his boy after the whole death and resurrection thing.

it must have been painful and emotional for marbh to feel Brennan fade away and then come back suddenly… and Marbh probably feels guilty for not being able to protect him then, too.

in my mind it wasn’t an instant recovery. like Naolin stabilized him and stopped him from dying but he still had to heal and rest for a while. Marbh would be worried about Bren and when he finally saw him again face to face he’d be so happy (even if he didn’t show it — I know they describe him as being kinda aloof lol)

I think he’d be a little glad when Bren went into hiding / wasn’t really in combat anymore. like, “good, he’ll be safe in the fortress. no arrows in there.”

and of course him watching Bren and the kids in the final battle 🧡 he couldn’t be there for Bren the last time, and look what happened then… so he’s being here now. and Marbh has grumpy dad energy to me (not as bad as Tairn’s, but close) so he’s making sure to protect the young cadets too.

that’s all I’ve got for now. more to come in a real post later perhaps, but I wanted to answer this and feed the Brennan girlies at least once this week 🥺🧡

love ya!!

[radiance1]

Eastern Dragon Danny, but he ends up in BotW/TotK timeline and chills there thinking Aragon would never look for Danny in a medieval fantasy setting

I know naught much of Botw/Totk lore since all I have read are fanfics but I shall try my best I guess?

Botw-

Danny just, doesn't involve himself with anything regarding this new land, like, at all. He mostly keeps to himself and just tries to enjoy life now,

Mostly just discreetly (as much as a dragon can) flying around and doing whatever he wants.

Perhaps he also meets Dinraal, Farosh and Naydra pre-calamity and become somewhat friends? Like, he visits them a bit from time to time and maybe they act a bit parental because Danny just, gives off the feel of a baby dragon.

Probably because he is a baby dragon, but I digress.

When the calamity happens, he's just blindsided because, holy shit what in the ever-loving FUCK just happened? When he went to where he thinks it came from, he saw the castle that he usually pass by whenever he wanders around (out of sight of course) and found it in ruins.

He didn't even have time to properly look at it, because soon enough he was dodging multiple goddamn laser beams, like, he didn't even know they had these here!

Oh, hey there's a pretty light :D

And then there was some Misty black, purple whatever colored dragonlike(?) being appeared and- hoLY SHIT.

The damn thing gunned for him, like, he dodged it but still what in the ever-loving fuck. He was just mining his own business, doing dragon stuff and checking out what was happening over here, what, did he like kill this guy's family in a past life or something.

Gosh he hopes not.

So, he dodges and weaves, accidentally distracting it from the people down below while also sending off some blasts of ectoplasm and ice.

Which didn't do much.

Great.

He was considering just, leaving, because this honestly was not as much as it was worth. Then some girl who looked literally like, 2 years older than him came running up to the castle and then the thing attacking him just straight ignored him and gunned for the girl.

.

Goddamn it.

He flew forward to intercept the thing, chomping down on it and hoping the girl would get the hint to just run. Only for his teeth to just, not catch on anything and instead for him to get overrun.

Pure, unbridled hatred flooded his mind and malice pumped through his veins.

And then he just, didn't remember what happened next all that clearly.

He remembers a light, then the girl disappearing, then him flying away with basically no destination in mind, only knowing that he tried to keep a hatred and malice not his own and finding some secluded place to keep himself away and everyone else away.

Then he literally froze himself and whatever area was around him, and fell into a struggle.

(Idk how to include Totk so uh, just have this I guess.)

[astrobei]

hi suni astrobi my beloved dear suni ❤️🫂

sending you a valentine's day prompt because i can annnnnd.

i challenge you to write miwi bc i need more miwi in my life. you can do whatever you want with this, but i want to see little baby will making a valentine's day card for his best friend, mike. bonus points if it has like paladin mike and dragons and all that other good ole fashioned dnd goodness.

hi andi andiwriteordie my beloved dear andi <3 happy valentine's day !! as a special present for you, here is my first ever attempt at writing miwi :^)

On Sunday night, Will’s mom brings home a bag of candy.

This, obviously, grabs his attention before anything else– brightly packaged somethings that crinkle loudly when his mom puts the bag down on the kitchen table. He can see them peeking out through the thin white plastic of the Melvald’s bag, and immediately perks up.

“What are those?” he asks, because it’s not rare for his mom to bring stuff back from work– especially on late nights like this, when she knows that Jonathan is busy with homework and no one’s had a chance to cook dinner, not when she’s been out all day and his dad is– well. His dad sure isn’t about to cook dinner, and Will has learned how to heat stuff up in the microwave but they’re currently out of everything that he can stick in a microwave. Will expects her to whip out a couple of TV dinners, and he kind of hopes she will, because it’s late and he’s hungry.

He peers over the long end of the table, trying to catch a glimpse, because the TV dinners don’t usually look like this– all pink and red and crinkly. His mom laughs, then holds the bag open by the handles so he can look inside. “Candy,” she says, “for your class Valentine’s Day party tomorrow.”

Will stopped listening after the word candy. He doesn’t know what Valentine’s Day is, and he doesn’t really care, because the bag is full of the brightly wrapped candies and chocolates that he saw in the store the other day when his mom took him inside. “Whoa,” he breathes out, and reaches out to stick a hand into the bag, even if just to make sure that what he’s seeing is real. A whole bag, full of candy. The wrappers crinkle some more, loud under his palm, and he pulls out a heart-shaped lollipop, flat and an almost aggressive shade of red. “Is this for us?”

“Oh, no way,” his mom laughs some more. “This much candy? All your teeth are going to fall out.”

Will grins. “My teeth are already falling out,” he says, pointing to where he’d lost his first one just a couple of weeks ago. He’s still not used to it, the strange space in his mouth where there didn’t use to be one before. He sticks the tip of his tongue into the gap there, and his mom rolls her eyes good-naturedly.

“Maybe that’s because of all the candy you ate at Halloween,” she says, and leans over to ruffle his hair. “It’s not good for you!”

“Danny in my class already lost three teeth,” Will mopes, “and he got three dollars from the tooth fairy, so maybe if mine fall out too–”

“The tooth fairy will refuse to give you money because you let your teeth rot on purpose,” Joyce says, and Will slumps into the chair next to her, pouting. “It goes against the tooth fairy laws.”

Will might only be six, but he knows that there’s no such thing as tooth fairy laws. There can’t be rules just for one person. That’s ridiculous. He tucks the lollipop from earlier into his pocket before his mom can see, though. Just in case. “What’s the candy for?”

“It’s Valentine’s Day tomorrow,” his mom says, walking over to the kitchen and opening the fridge door. “Your class is having a party, and these are for your friends.”

Will frowns. “What’s– Valentine’s Day?”

“It’s a holiday about celebrating the people you love.” Joyce emerges with a loaf of bread and a few slices of cheese. “Grilled cheese okay for dinner?”

They’ve had grilled cheese for about four days in a row now, but Will doesn’t mind. His mom makes them perfect. He nods. “Yeah!” 

“You have to eat the crusts this time,” she says. “Don’t think I didn’t see you throw them away last time.”

Shoot. So close.

“Fine,” Will agrees, then leans over to pluck another candy out of the bag. It’s pink this time. He thinks it might be strawberry-flavored. Will isn’t the biggest fan of strawberry, but candy is candy after all.

“I heard that,” his mom chides, back still turned to him, as the candy wrapper crinkles loudly under his fingers. “Put the candy back, Will.”

No! So close again. Will scowls at the traitorous sweet in his hand and tosses it back in the bag. “How did you even hear that?”

“I have superpowers, remember?” Joyce points to her ears and shoots him a wink. She’s probably right, Will thinks glumly. His mom has ears on the back of her head– or whatever it is they say.

“Why do my kids in my class get candy and I don’t?” 

“They’ll give you candy too,” Joyce assured him, flipping a sandwich over in the pan. “That’s the whole point! You trade candy and Valentine’s Day cards.”

Cards? “What kind of cards?”

“You can look in the bag. I picked some of those up on the way back from work.”

Will sticks his arm bag in the bag and shuffles it around, until soft cellophane gives way to the sharp edge of cardstock. He pulls one out– “Be mine,” he reads aloud, then wrinkles up his nose in confusion. “Huh?”

���Cheesy, huh?” Joyce slides a plate in front of him, and smiles. “Speaking of cheesy–”

Dinner! Will’s stomach rumbles, and in the face of a perfectly made grilled cheese sandwich, thoughts of Valentine’s Day slip instantly out of his mind. 

—

They don’t stay out for long, though.

“Jonathan?”

Jonathan’s room door is open, and he has his back to the door, but he turns around as Will peers through the doorway. “Oh. Hey, Will.”

Will shuffles his feet, hesitating. Is this a stupid question to ask? Surely Jonathan won’t think he’s stupid. Jonathan never thinks Will is stupid, even when Will asks dumb questions or says dumb things or acts super annoying. “What’s Valentine’s Day?” he blurts out.

Jonathan raises his eyebrows. “Huh?”

Maybe Jonathan doesn’t know. That’s a weird thought, though, because Jonathan knows everything. He’s in third grade now, which seems big and grown up and far away. It’s old enough for your grade to have an actual number. Not like kindergarten, which Jonathan says is, like, zero grade. “Valentine’s Day,” Will says again. Mom had been so vague about it, and he’s still not sure what’s up with the lovey-dovey stuff. Maybe Jonathan can help. “What is it?”

“Um,” Jonathan says. “It’s– the holiday of love, I guess?”

Oh. That’s lame. “Ew,” Will says, making a face. ��That’s gross.”

“Tell me about it,” Jonathan sighs. “Why are you asking?”

“I have to celebrate with my class tomorrow,” Will sighs. “And mom got candy but I’m not allowed to eat any.”

Jonathan makes a sympathetic noise. “Lame.”

“I know!” Will exclaims. “And I don’t even– love anybody. Gross.”

“Well,” Jonathan says thoughtfully, “it doesn’t have to be love love. It can be, um. Any kind of special somebody.”

“Special somebody?” That’s a weird thing to call someone. “Huh?”

“You know. Is there someone special to you? Someone you really like?”

Will likes a lot of people. His teacher is really nice. He likes mom’s boss at the store, because sometimes he lets Will pick out a piece of candy from the display. He likes Jonathan, and he likes his mom, of course. But people who are special–

“Mike,” Will decides immediately. It’s an obvious choice, because Will hadn’t ever had best friends before Mike came into his life earlier this year. They do everything together– playing at recess, eating lunch, sleeping over at each other’s house. The other kids in the class even talk about them like they’re one person– MikeandWill– which makes Will smile. It’s nice to feel like he’s a part of something. Mike is special. Mike makes him feel special.

Something funny happens to Jonathan’s face, super fast, and then it goes back to normal. “There you go,” he says, then nods. “You can make something for Mike.”

“Like what?”

“Um, I don’t know. Draw him a card?”

“Mom already bought cards,” Will sighs.

“Make him a special one,” Jonathan shrugs. “Because he’s– um. Your special somebody.”

Will grins, wide enough that he knows his missing tooth gap is showing. Sue him. He thinks it’s cool, even if Jonathan has, like, five of them and doesn’t care. “Thanks, Jonathan!”

“Uh, yeah!” Jonathan sounds a little confused as he calls after him, but Will is already on his way to his own room. “You’re welcome!”

When Will gets back to his room, he pulls out his crayons and his paper, sits down at his desk, and–

He stops.

Oh no.

What is he supposed to put on a card? For Mike, especially, who’s one of the coolest people Will knows. What if he thinks it’s lame? What if he doesn’t want a card? What if whatever Will makes is so boring and awful that Mike laughs?

Will shakes his head. No, he thinks. Mike won’t laugh at him. Mike would never laugh at him, and that’s why he’s so special– everyone else laughs at Will, sometimes, about his clothes or his hair or the way he talks. But Mike doesn’t. Mike thinks he’s cool, and Mike thinks he’s fun, and Mike likes all the same stuff as he does– the kind of stuff that everyone else in their class thinks is lame but Mike doesn’t.

Will stares down at the blank sheet of colored paper. Blue, because Mike likes blue. And Will’s got a twenty-four pack of crayons and he doesn’t know what color to draw in, but everything else, the candies and the cards in mom’s bag, had been red or pink, so maybe Will should draw in red or pink too. And– everything else had, like, hearts on it, so maybe he can start there.

“For Mike,” Will says aloud, slowly and carefully, as he writes the words at the top of the paper. He’s pretty sure he spelled it right. He knows he’s got Mike’s name correct, at least. F-O-R. For. 

Yeah. That looks okay.

The heart is next. Will tries to make it big enough to take up most of the page, where the paper has been folded in half down the middle. It’s a little lumpy, but– yeah. You can totally tell it’s a heart.

Probably.

He opens the card to the inside, and pauses again. Great, he thinks, because what is he supposed to write on the inside? He’d already drawn a heart on the front, and it would probably be a little lame to draw another one on the inside.

“Think,” he groans out loud, putting the red crayon down and peering into the box. Half of them are broken, and some others are worn down to nubs, so it’s not even like he has a lot of options here.

What sort of stuff does Mike even like? Mostly the same stuff Will does, but then maybe that would be like Will is making a card for himself, and not for Mike. He looks at the paper some more, like maybe something will appear on it, fully-formed, if he stares long enough.

Nope. Nothing. 

Will sighs, and thinks harder.

Mike had liked that book they read in class last week– something about a knight rescuing a princess from a tower. Will hadn’t really been paying attention, because it was kind of boring and, like, sappy and about love, but Mike had been totally into it. Will had looked over during group reading time and his eyes had been huge and his jaw had been, like, on the floor. Will didn’t really get the appeal, because, again, it had been totally cheesy and sappy and gross. But Mike had found a stick at recess an hour later and brandished it like a sword, and Will had been too busy laughing to properly express how lame he thought the whole thing was.

It wasn’t lame when Mike did it, though. That’s why Mike is special– nothing’s lame when he does it.

Will picks up a crayon. He has an idea.

—

Don’t think it’s lame, Will prays, fighting every instinct in his body that’s telling him to squeeze his eyes shut and hold his breath. Please don’t think it’s lame.

Mike hasn’t said anything yet. Maybe he really does think it’s lame.

Will is starting to wish that maybe the asphalt of the playground could just open up and swallow him whole. Mike totally thinks it’s lame. Maybe Mike didn’t even want a card. Maybe Mike is weirded out. Maybe Mike–

“Did you really make this?”

Will blinks. Mike doesn’t sound weirded out. He sounds– impressed? Maybe?

“Um. Yes,” he says anyway. Mike’s eyes are wide where he’s staring at the card in front of him, and Will holds his breath after all– just a little– for one second, then two, then–

“Will!” Mike says, face breaking out into the biggest smile Will has literally ever seen him smile. “This is awesome!”

Oh, thank god. “Really?” Will can’t keep the relief out of his voice when he asks.

“Yeah!” Mike nods rapidly, never once taking his eyes off the paper. “This is awesome!”

“You already said that,” Will points out, but he’s smiling now too. “You really don’t think it’s lame?”

“No way!” Mike points at the crayon outline of a figure against the blue paper. “Is that me?”

“Duh,” Will says, pointing to where he had drawn an arrow and written Mike. Just in case there was any confusion. “It’s you as the knight. From the story.”

“I love the knight from the story,” Mike announces, and Will immediately feels like a million pounds of weight has been lifted off his shoulders. Thank god. 

“I know,” Will giggles. “You almost killed me with the stick you were waving around.”

Mike gasps. “Excuse you. It was a sword.”

“Sure,” Will says. “Okay. It was a sword.”

Mike looks like he’s going to say something else, and then he stops. He shakes his head. His voice is quieter now when he says, “You really made this for me?”

Will doesn’t know why they keep coming back to this. Obviously he made this for Mike. That’s why he’d labeled the drawing with his name. Mike. He’d meant for that to help, in case there was any confusion, but maybe he hadn’t labeled it well enough. Maybe two arrows next time. Or maybe he should add Mike’s last name, just in case Mike thought he made it for the other Mike in their class. “Duh,” he says again, because he isn’t sure what about this Mike isn’t understanding. “It’s for– Valentine’s Day.”

Mike goes a little pink. Will’s not sure why, because they’ve been sitting in one spot for all of recess so far, and Mike hasn’t been running around at all. “Really?”

“Jonathan said I should make a card for someone special.” Will tugs nervously at the zipper on his jacket. Why is he nervous? It’s only Mike. “And I think you’re special.”

Mike’s mouth drops open. He closes it, then opens it again, in an excellent imitation of their class goldfish Bubbles. “Really?”

Maybe Mike’s words just aren’t working today. Will feels like that a lot. He gets it. “Duh,” he says, for the third and hopefully final time. “You’re my best friend.”

“Wow,” Mike breathes out. “You’re an awesome artist, Will.”

“Really?”

Okay, maybe it’s Will’s turn for his brain to stop working. He’s not sure what’s so awesome about his drawing. You can barely even tell it’s Mike.

“Um, yeah,” Mike stares, like this is obvious or something. “You can totally tell it’s me! No one else in our class can draw this good. You should do it more. I think you could get, like, famous or something.”

Will doesn’t know about all that, but something warm and fuzzy is swelling up inside him anyway. Surprised and pleased at the praise. “Oh. Thanks, Mike.”

“I wish I made you something,” Mike says sadly, still staring down at the card, like he’s trying to absorb it with his eyes. “My mom just made me get the ones from the store for everyone.”

“It’s okay!” Will smiles. Really, he doesn’t need a card from Mike. He’s just happy Mike liked it.

“You can have my Reese’s,” Mike offers. He doesn’t fold the card up and put it in his pocket like Will thought he might, but holds it carefully in both hands and looks over at him, eyes wide. “Someone gave me one for our candy exchange, but I think you like them more than me.”

Will grins. “Okay!”

Mike hesitates, then suddenly, moves forward and throws his arms around Will’s shoulders. It’s sudden enough for Will to stumble backwards, a little caught off-guard by the puffy weight of Mike’s jacket and body against his. “Happy Valentine’s Day, Will,” Mike says. “You’re my best friend too.”

[quitealotofsodapop]

Just curious I know that Wukong, Macaque, and maybe Pigsty are like total baby masters here. But what about the others?

Tang is good with the kuds when they're babies, but not so much once they get to the "running around with sticky hands" stage. He's one to proudly wear a papoose so baby MK can cling on to him via monkey-instincts. Tang once forgot MK was asleep while strapped to him, and brought him to work on accident. Tang does get very stressed after a while though. The hyperfocus on caring for a whole baby wears him down quickly - and if he's looking after Mei and MK? He's crying more than they are. It's all worthwhile to him though the moment the kids give him an umprompted hug or call him "Pama". Then his confidence level skyrockets (and he gets insufferable to be around). When the kids are a little older he delights in sharing interests with them.

Sandy is really good with handling kids, but with small babies he gets overwhelmed. He could hurt them so easily! Ironically he's more confident around kittens. First time holding Mei and/or MK he starts crying because they're so small! He's an amazing babysitter once they get to the terrible twos though, he can wrangle them like a horde of kittens with zoomies. Art time, play time, quiet time, food time; this man has it all figured out after a quick brainstorm. Maybe he'll have some of his own in future!

Nezha is uh... he's also terrified. More so; "Oh man I could totally drop this" terrified. He's a younger brother, but he has tended to Red Son before since he's naturally fire-resistant. And the Demon Bull Prince was really chill around him, so maybe a not-on-fire baby will be better? Spoilers: it aint. Baby Mei has dragon stuff going on (mini fire breath and teething with big ol fangs), and Baby MK learned how to climb stuff before he could walk. Please help him, he needs backup.

[thehollowwriter]

Banging my head against the wall okay, so I haven't developed abyssal magic all that much since I'm not very good at that sort of thing. It's more of a vague concept atm, but what I did have in mind is that it was always much more violent and untamed than other forms of magic, and you often have to draw symbols (like in the owl house) to cast spells.

Then I thought to myself "well, it comes exclusively from the Abyss, and the Abyss itself is filled with death to the point where you're more likely to find a ghost than another person... so what if Abyssal magic thrived off death?"

And then I immediately thought about the Dragon Prince where the only way humans could cast magic was through either the magic orbs I forgot the names of OR by harnessing dark magic by killing living creatures.

"But if Silas wants to keep Finn away from death, why would he teach Finn abyssal magic?" Well you don't have to kill people to harness it. Silas could not care less if Finn killed a fish as long as no harm comes to Finn himself.

I'm just spitballing but sgjajffjajzf it would be interesting if stuff like bones and blood fuelled abyssal magic. While that technically isn't death, usually to get that sort of thing some form of death would have to take place. I can just picture for a small spell just crushing an insect or something and then casting the spell.

Ngl it would be kinda fucked up if you're duelling Finn or something and he just yanks his own tooth out (cause sharks frequently lose teeth and regrow them so it would be loose) or wipes blood from wherever he's been hit and uses it for a spell 😭😭😭

BUT PLS CONSIDER FINN NOT NEEDING TO USE ANYTHING BC HE'S LITERALLY TETHERED TO FIVE GHOSTS AND HE CAN DRAW FROM THEM AHFSTKTSJTJW. Idk if that actually makes any sense but it would be really funny if Silas decided to teach him a basic spell and just used a baby tooth for it but nope Finn doesn't need it 😭

Abyssal magic is kinda taped to the drawing board atm. Do you guys have any thoughts on it?

Tagging: @distant-velleity @br3adtoasty @rainesol @theleechyskrunkly @jovieinramshackle

@galaxies-and-gore @cyanide-latte @cynthinesia @officialdaydreamer00 @krenenbaker

@offorestsongs @kitwasnothere @elenauaurs @boopshoops @inotonline

@1dont-really-know @kazumify @minteasketches @elysia-nsimp @skrimpyskimpy

@casp1an-sea @offorestsongs @tixdixl @poisoned-pearls @the-trinket-witch

@ramshacklerumble @ghostiidasponk @thegoldencontracts @the-banana-0verlord @cloudcountry

@skriblee-ksk @twstinginthewind @lumdays

[covenofwives]

Going Home Part 3

DreamXD is in a whirlpool of emotions after the day they've had. They've got a lot on their mind and A LOT of injuries to heal. GeorgeHD and Sapnap4K are here to happily help him, and give him his much needed cheer up tickles.

Thank you for your patience and as always thank you for your support in this series. Part 3 is finally out.

After this fic i'm gonna take a break from God sibling fics for a while to do with the story line. I've got one more in the works but I want to write smaller fun stuff while it's the summer and work is busy. It'll be easier to get out and it gives me a chance to possibly make a new blog~

Warning for some mention of wounds and healing them. A lot of blood and some mention of gore.

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The blankets of HD’s realm were always nice and soft. No two blankets were ever the same. Some were soft as cotton clouds and others smooth silk. Despite how they were always thrown about in any sense HD wanted, DreamXD always admired the blankets and thought they were nice, which is why he was so intent on not touching any of them with his bloody body.

The wounds from Dragon were still fresh, but most of them closed up. Most of the blood had dried, but whenever he moved a certain way he could feel wounds reopening and the blood oozed out. He could feel some of Dragon’s blood mixing into his wounds and didn’t even want to think of the problem that would arise from that. Instead he sat perfectly still, pushing out a space between the blankets and pillows to not touch or ruin anything of HD’s. He had already caused enough trouble to the sleepy God.

His lower right arm was still worryingly numb. XD avoided looking at it while he was working but now he was left alone, and thoughts running wild, he looked at his arm instead of thinking about Dream.

It was terribly cut up and bloody. He couldn’t move it, which was more worrying the longer it went on. He was still lucky he had it. Dragon’s teeth were inches away from tearing it off.

XD carefully touched at the arm and tired to move it, but winced as it felt like it burned and quickly lowered it back down.

Thinking about the arm now was distressing, so XD pulled those thoughts back. But then they went right back to Dream again.

Swirling emotions of anger and shame welled in XD’s chest whenever he thought of his brother. Seeing how scared Dream was of him made XD feel worse than dirt. He had only ever felt this angry once before, when Dream had gone missing as a child and XD found him wandering close to the Dragon’s island. Back then though, XD was overwhelmed with relief that he never spent his anger Dream’s way. Now while he was relieved Dream and George were alive, the dissipating of his anger never came. He was furious.

Furious Dream should have known better. Furious he had dragged George into it. Furious that he, himself, didn’t do his job. Furious at himself for not being the first person Dream came to when he got out of prison.

The words he spat at Dream still swirled around in his head:

“I’d lock you in the prison myself if I wasn’t so angry!”

XD’s shoulders winced, like a knife had been stabbed through them. They hadn’t meant it and they regretted the words as soon as they said them, but they were too angry to take them back. Even despite what they’d said about following the DSMP’s laws, they could have never allowed their baby brother to be put back into that place. Even if they were so angry enough to drag Dream there, Dream’s cries and pleadings would have melted their heart instantly and they wouldn’t do it.

Another pulse of pain shot through XD’s body, pushing him forward and then a whole new wave of pain hit him. He doubled over in pain, letting out a long whine and slowly sat up straight again.

It made sense in XD’s head if he lay down then the pain wouldn’t be as bad. He gave a look down to his tattered and bloody cloak and bit his lip in thought. If he could clean it up a bit he could lie down without the worry of making a mess. Or at least so much of a mess.

Before he could talk himself out of his reasoning, XD focused his power and tried to clear the blood from his cloak, as well as mend the many rips.

XD had only mended the first rip, just under his shoulder, and he already knew he had no energy to finish. He was spent from overusing his powers, and now calling on them started to hurt. He could not heal the wounds from Dragon and stop the bleeding, but at the very least he could dissolve some of the blood on him.

He watched, through wincing eyes, as the golden and purple blood melted off his cloak. Slowly the rips followed afterwards, sewing themselves together, but he could only slowly mend for two minutes before being forced to stop. His breathing was haggard and his bones sore, but his cloak was already looking better. He’d fixed the huge rip on the right side, where Dragon’s teeth had torn him apart, though the wound and limp arm still lay under his repaired cloak.

The blood had been cleared away and most of the rips dealt with when XD felt a surge of energy gather near him. He held his breath, preparing for HD’s return and news of Dream’s safety, but he let it out in surprise when it was not HD who arrived. Instead there was Sapnap4K.

The Nether God appeared from a purple swirling portal, his orange eyes settling on XD with some confusion.

“Well…” Sapnap4K spoke with a growing warm smile. “I didn’t expect to see you here alone, but it’s not a bad thing!”

His voice ended in a purr, and XD fought back the urge to look down at himself to see the condition of his cloak. He was sure it was okay, and it must have been as 4K didn’t seem to mention anything. He just walked forward.

“Where is little starlight anyway? I don’t think I’ve ever seen him leave his spot.” 4K asked.

When XD was sure he must have looked normal, he let his voice steady and he replied. “He’s…just doing me a favour. Uh… I-I had HD watch Dream for a bit while I did stuff and he kindly took him back home.”

4K’s steps suddenly stopped, and his eyes went wide. “Your brother was here?!” His voice sounded like a mix of angry and hurt and XD was too on edge he almost took it seriously until he added. “And I missed him by seconds?! Oh this is just unfair!”

He ended his “tantrum” by dramatically flopping onto the pillows and blankets beside XD. His antics would usually be amusing, but he shook the ground as he landed and made XD jump slightly. One of his wounds flared up in pain again and the End God grit his teeth together to stop himself whimpering.

“Can’t believe HD got to see your brother before me.” 4K continued huffing. “Poor boy must have been terrified.”

“He…seemed alright.” XD forced himself to speak to not raise suspicion. “I came back and they were sleeping.”

“Aww that must have been so cute.” 4K pushed himself up on his elbows. “Didn’t take any photos did you?”

“Sadly not…” XD replied coolly.

4K shrugged gently, disappointed but not upset. He opened his mouth to speak again, but there was another surge of energy. The two Gods looked over and GeorgeHD appeared, materialising from nothing.

The starry haired God stood alone and XD’s heart raced. His mind went to automatically assuming something went wrong, but HD was calm and XD forced himself to clam down as well.

HD opened his mouth, then he saw 4K and seemed almost surprised. “When did you arrive?”

“While you were taking a stroll through the Overworld.” 4K replied almost smugly, showing a taunting smile.

HD gave an annoyed tut, no doubt rolling his eyes under his goggles. “I wasn’t taking a stroll! I was dropping off a child.”

XD mouth felt like sandpaper as he asked. “Is Dream…is he…?”

“He’s fine.” HD quickly responded, but his tone wasn’t sharp. “His friend was coming out to see him when I left so he wasn’t alone.” He added as he shrugged off the robes on his shoulders.

That will have been George. XD thought, and relaxed in relief. His shoulders slumped, but then he winced as pain shot through his back.

“You alright?” 4K quickly asked, noticing the movement from the corner of his eye.

XD had to bite their tongue, stopping the hiss of pain before he replied. “I’m fiiiine…” His voice wasn’t convincing at all.

It certainly didn’t convince HD, who looked over at the youngest God and was suddenly eyeing him with an almost annoyed expression. “What are you doing? Why are you sitting away from the blankets and pillows?”

“O-Oh…” XD gave a shy look around to the blankets. He could feel 4K looking questioningly at him as well but tired to keep his eyes down. “I didn’t want to ruin your stuff.”

“Don’t be stupid!” HD snapped. He tore the goggles from his eyes and quickly crossed the distance between himself and XD. “Sit back on the pillows.”

“Why would you ruin the pillows?” 4K asked curiously. He pushed himself to sit up fully, taking in XD with new detail while the end God was praying for him to look away. “You don’t…is that blood?!”

There were a few spots XD seemed to have missed with the blood. One spot was by his knee, where the cloak slightly curled in with XD sitting criss-crossed. The shadows hid the blood somewhat but not from something looking for it, as 4K was now.

XD mumbled their words. They didn’t have an excuse or explanation planned, and no matter what they said it wouldn’t fly with HD quickly ordering.

“Take your cloak off.”

He felt like a child being scolded at, but he couldn’t refuse. While shaking with pain, XD shrugged off his cloak slowly. The weight off his shoulders felt great, but his heart leapt into his throat at the sound of 4K and HD’s gasp.

The arm had not healed while hidden and one of the slashes had reopened, coating more blood over it. His clothes were torn with teeth and claw marks, showing his bruises and gashes on full display. XD didn’t want to look down at himself, but watching the wide eyes of 4K and HD was equally as painful.

“Have you been zipping on the Overworld while you’ve been this injured?!” HD suddenly snapped from his stunned silence.

“HD…” 4K’s voice wasn’t exactly a snap, but it wasn’t his usual fun tone. “Go easy on them.”

“Easy on them?! They’re about to fall apart! The time to go easy on them has come and gone!”

The two Gods bickered over XD, making them feel small. He’d been alive thousands of years, but he could still felt so small next to HD and 4K.

“Lie back on the pillows.” HD suddenly ordered.

The injuries all screamed in unison pain as XD moved, but he followed the command. He scooted himself back to the pillows while trying to mind the worst of his injuries.

HD came to his side, opposite the one 4K was sat at. The Nether God had moved closer as well, which was a nice support from HD’s glaring. Though the more HD looked over the wounds, the softer his expression got, and the angry red of his cheeks slowly swirled into a concerned blue teal of worry.

“Oh XD…” HD spoke in a soft breath.

The softness of the starry haired God’s voice made XD feel guilty. Another stab of pain in his heart, mixing in well with the physical pain around his body. “I-I just need to rest…”

“Lie down properly and I’ll heal you.” HD’s voice was softer now, laced with sympathy and care.

“I…” XD moved just slightly and his wounds did not like the idea of lying down. “I can’t…”

“Hold on.” 4K gently shifted himself over. He repositioned himself behind XD, setting his legs on both sides of the End God and then gently lead them to lean back over him.

XD gave a small hiss of pain until his back touched onto 4K’s chest. It was comfortably warm, and eased the tension in XD’s muscles. They could relax without the bite of pain running through them, and sighed gently.

“That okay?” 4K asked softly.

XD hummed softly, nodding his head slowly as he could. 4K responded by purring gently. His chest vibrating against XD’s back and relaxing him further.

HD brought himself in close to XD’s side. He gave a look over XD before his attention was drawn to the younger God face. “Take off your mask.”

The mask gave XD the last bit of protection against his expressions, but it also hurt keeping it on. Hesitantly he rose one of his non injured arms up and lifted the mask off himself. But HD was still looking at him expectantly.

“Your wraps around your eyes should go too…” HD softly said.

That was line far enough that pulled XD to refuse. “N-No.” He quickly shook his head.

“You don’t need to hide yourself…” HD responded as calmly as he could. “We’re Gods here, and we won’t judge. It’ll hurt more to-”

“No!” XD snapped, shaking his head more vigiously. “The wraps stay on!”

“Okay, alright.” 4K’s voice hushed behind XD’s ear. “Okay, they stay on. That’s fine. If that’s what you’re comfortable with. Right HD?”

It wasn’t so much an ask, but more a tone to tell the older God to drop it. HD was silent for a while but gave a slow nod like it was forced out of him. “Fine…they stay on.” He decided and XD could relax again.

With that, HD returned his focus back to the injures before him. He gave one look at the mangled arm but then focused on the gash along XD’s chest. It started on his left shoulder and ended over the ribs on his right side. HD’s hand heated and warmed against XD’s skin. The biting sting of the wound slowly soothed and faded. The pulsing pain in XD’s chest slowly died down and eventually faded away, taking a weight of his lungs. It felt like he could breath properly for the first time. When the calming warmth reached XD’s ribs, HD pulled away and the wound was healed. Slash and bruises completely vanished.

“Feeling okay?” 4K checked in softly; his purrs lessened ever so slightly with his words. XD nodded but 4K shook his head a little. “Gotta use words Blondie and keep you awake until we heal you. Are you okay?”

“Y-Yes…” XD forced his cottonmouth to speak. He nodded as well though his head felt loose and light as air at the same time. Pain mixed into HD’s healing powers made him feel loopy and terrible at the same time.

Eventually the terrible feelings faded the more wounds HD’s hands mended. The cuts, bites and bruises along his torso were all slowly dealt with, and then it came to the mangled arm.

HD just stared at the arm for a long while before doing anything. He muttered words in a language XD couldn’t understand, though 4K’s ears twitched every so often so maybe he could.

“Prime sake…” Was the first thing he said that XD could understand. HD looked up to XD, who had rested his head back over 4K’s shoulder. “What happened to your arm exactly?”

XD answered as honestly as they could. The details blurred when they were grabbed by the teeth. They just remembered screaming and then suddenly they were awake at the bottom of one of the obsidian towers and the world was blurry with a thousand colours. “Dragon got a hold of it with…with her teeth. She launched me off after that.” They paused. “Then I…Then she got hold of it again as I half shifted and tore it, but then I threw her off but I think her fangs were right through.”

HD listened with a calm expression, though his cheeks swirled with teal blues, greens and grey. They reflected in the realm, XD could see between the pillows and blankets. 4K’s arms behind them tightened ever so slightly but not enough to be a full hug. Still holding himself back for his friend.

“Right…” HD breathed and looked back to the arm. “Okay. I’m going to heal it. But I worry she’s done a lot of nerve damage and…well there’s no easy way to put this but I can see a lot of her blood got in your wound here and I don’t know if I can heal that.”

The rise of anxiety spiked up XD’s spine. 4K must have felt it because his purring got louder and he moved one hand to pet over the God’s blonde hair. “Wh-what do you mean?”

“I’ve never seen Dragon before so I don’t know what she can do. I don’t even know what she is - Yes! She’s a dragon, I get that. But I’ve only seen some of the wounds she’s inflicted and that was with fire. Magic fire but that’s damage I can heal. I don’t know if I can heal an infection of her blood without properly knowing what she is.”

XD’s head felt like it was spinning, but 4K’s purr against his back was a grounding force, keeping his head in the moment and reminding him to breathe.

“R-Right…” XD forced himself to speak. “Okay…just do what you can and I can work from there…please.”

HD gave a nod and gave a quick look over to 4K before his focus was on the arm. He shuffled in a little closer but hesitated as he raised his hands.

“Fuck…4K.” He called up. “Can you lift his arm a bit for me?”

“Sure. Lemme just…”

The tallest God shuffled slightly. While still keeping XD on his chest, his arm around the smaller God’s waist uncurled and repositioned under XD’s injured arm. He carefully lifted it a little, looking to XD for any sign of pain, but when it didn’t seem to be bothering him he lifted it up more, and HD got to work.

HD placed both of his hands around the arm. His palms lit up a light blue while he worked down, healing the wounds slowly. Every once in a while, XD would hiss through his teeth, holding back a whimper while 4K comforted and purred against his back.

“The wound isn’t as bad as it looks. It’s just mostly the blood making it look worse.” HD spoke up.

“That’s…reassuring.” XD sighed. The more HD went down the less it was starting to hurt, but he couldn’t stop wincing every once in a while.

“What happened exactly?” 4K asked carefully. “I mean, yous don’t have to tell me but I’m guessing you had a fight with Dragon?”

XD was unsure if he should speak or not. The words felt like lead in his throat but maybe speaking about it would help and sort out his own thoughts. Plus, the talking would keep his mind of the unusually painful healing.

“I had to…stop Dragon from killing Dream.”

“Stop her killing?” 4K sounded confused and slightly worried. “Did she make it to the Overworld or…oh. Did he…?”

XD slowly nodded. “Yes. He and his friend found a way to the End, and I had to stop her before she’d tear them apart.”

HD and 4K gave a look over XD’s shoulder to one another. Both communicating through look alone before HD focused on the task before him and 4K cleared his throat to speak again.

“How did he get there?”

“I don’t know.” XD controlled the growl of frustration in his voice. “I didn’t ask him I didn’t get the chance… He shouldn’t have been able to.”

“You closed off your portal to us.” HD spoke carefully. Their hands worked over XD’s elbow, careful when the arm started to twitch and XD couldn’t hold back his whimpers. “Not even the Gods know how to get there. Is there anyway to open it on our side?”

“Yes but…no-one should know it. I kept the recipe hidden and told no-one. It should be impossible.”

“But Dream knows it?” 4K asked.

“Or someone gave him the knowledge of it.” HD thought out loud. “Dream couldn’t have seen you create it, because Dragon came long before Dream was alive. So if he didn’t make the keys to get there, someone gave him them or the knowledge to.”

These were all questions XD knew he needed to get an answer for but dreaded to think about. He’d have to talk with Dream, which was already not something he was looking forward to.

“How did Dragon get there anyway?” 4K asked.

It shouldn’t have been such a surprising question but it always caught XD off guard to answer it.

“She…came out of the void. I don’t know how to explain it really.” XD paused as HD healed the last of his hand. “There was a rip in the void, below us. It opened to something…unimaginable. Something that can’t be put into words. And when Dragon crawled out of the rip it closed over.”

“Did nothing else come out with her?” 4K asked curiously.

“She was the only thing small enough to fit through the tear.”

4K and HD shared another worrying look, but it was broken up quickly when XD jumped. He hissed in pain and pulled his arm out of HD’s hands ever so slightly.

“Fuck! Your…your healing never hurt before.” XD whimpered.

“I’m sorry,” HD said softly. “I’m trying to clean out the blood and reattach your…well everything. It’s not like a simple cut. But that should be it now.”

The arm looked healed up. There wasn’t a scratch on it, and all the blood was cleaned off.

“I…still can’t feel it.” XD worried.

“Try moving it.” HD ordered.

XD didn’t expect anything, but to everyone’s surprise the arm actually moved. He lifted it up ever so slightly and stretched his fingers. But he couldn’t feel anything. It was strange watching an arm you were controlling without actually feeling it. Like controlling a phantom limb.

“That’s alright at least.” HD sighed with relief. “If it’s numb tomorrow I’ll try heal it again, but at least you can move it.” He shuffled himself down to XD’s legs. “Let’s get the rest of you healed.”

“You don’t have to…” XD quickly offered, but he was pulled back into 4K’s chest and the purring started again.

“Don’t worry, HD is happy to heal you up.” 4K purred happily. “And you could do with a rest.”

It was strange but slowly becoming enjoyable to be coddled and looked after. Usually XD was never the one to be held or hugged so tightly, but 4K could make him feel so small, and even HD who was smaller than him just had to give XD a look and he’d shrink. It was nice every once in a while to be reminded he was the youngest among them.

The wounds down XD’s legs weren’t as bad as the ones on his torso. Some deep cuts and bruises but HD was healing them up just fine. The only thing to really mend was the tears in his clothes, but XD was far too exhausted to fix them up.

“You deserve a good nap once you’re healed.” 4K added, which didn’t sit right with XD. He shuffled in 4K’s arms before speaking.

“I need to get back to Dream…”

“Dream is with his friend. You are with yours.” HD quickly replied. “You both need a break and time away from each other.”

While it was meant in a good way, the words still stabbed into XD’s chest. “But… I need to speak with him…”

“And you’re better to do that when you’ve both calmed down and time to collect yourselves.”

“But he…if he tries to go there again.”

“He won’t.” HD cut in. “I promise you he won’t.”

HD spoke with confidence that XD did believe him, but worry prickled under his skin. He had assumed HD and Dream had been sleeping the entire time he was gone, but it seemed they had spoken together and XD’s mind raced, thinking of what they could have said. Did Dream feel more comfortable speaking to a stranger God than his own brother?

“The last of the cut is done.” HD announced, pulling XD out of his train of thought. The smaller God was sat by XD’s shins, just finishing the last small bruise there. “Time to nap.”

Napping felt like the last thing XD could do. While his body was no longer screaming at him in pain, he felt far too on edge to settle.

“Can’t sleep?” 4K purred close to his ear. The stubble tickled against XD’s ear, making him shudder and pull his head away, but he could hardly go far. His body still felt heavy and 4K’s arms circled around his waist now, holding him in.

“S-Stohop ihit!” XD giggled. He tried to hunch his shoulders to block 4K out, but the sneak had already nuzzled his chin into the crook of XD’s neck and his shoulder.

“Stop what?” 4K grinned. “What am I doing?”

The Nether God was annoyingly skilled at following XD’s movements, keeping his chin and that tickly stubble lodged right in.

“You knohow exactly what yohou’re dohoi-IHIHIN!”

XD squeaked. His cheeks lit up red and he looked down to HD who had grabbed hold of his ankle.

The small God was smirking. One hand holding onto XD’s heel and his other hand was slowly tracing circles around XD’s ankle bone.

“H-Hehehe Dehehehehe…” XD giggled, his lips pulling into a goofy smile he couldn’t help.

“Yes?” HD asked innocently, his finger never stopping. “Something wrong?”

“Yohohou-nn!”

4K’s fingers shifted just ever so slightly, positioning over the End God’s ribs. He didn’t move at all, but even just the threat of them made XD giggle.

“We’ll stop, if you want that, and we can talk if you need or you can try and sleep.” HD said softly.

“Or,” 4K added, “we can tickle aaaaall that tension out of you. Softly knead all your muscles till you’re a giggly puddle and fall asleep in our arms.”

XD couldn’t stop giggling while the sweet words whispered into his ear. His face was glowing red, no matter how many of his hands he hid behind.

“What’ll it be?” 4K purred. His breath tickled XD’s ear and sent shivers down his spine.

“Y-Yehessss…” XD just managed to whisper between his fingers.

“Yes what?” HD prompted.

“Yohohou knohow wh-what!” XD tried to hide further into his hands.

“Gotta tell us Blondie.” 4K said. “Gotta tell us loud and clear.”

“And you need those hands away from your face. We have to see you mean it.” HD added. He gave a soft scribble up to XD’s shin, watching with delight as the End God jumped and his legs gave weak little kicks. Not trying to get away at all.

“Yehehehesss!” XD pulled their hands from their face, showing their sweet smile and pink cheeks. “Yehehes! I-I want to behe t-tihihickled! Plehehease tihihickle mehehe!”

4K’s purrs reached so loud they almost drowned out XD’s giggling. He pressed a long kiss to the side of XD’s head while his arms uncurled from XD’s ribs. XD gave a small whine to the loss of warmth, but it returned with a quick yelp as 4K just repositioned his hands over XD’s ribs again. Specifically over the ones between this upper and lower arms.

“I never got to tickle your ribs with the lava blob.” 4K reminisced almost sadly. “You tapped out before they got a taste of your ribbies.”

XD’s breath hitched, caught in a gasp and a giggle.

“You were so looking forward to tickling them too.” HD added. His tickling had stopped and instead he kneaded XD’s calf gently. Just being on the edge of slightly tickly but not enough.

“Yes. Especially these little ones here.” 4K gave just the softest knead to one of the ribs. XD jumped but 4K held him clam. “Are they more ticklish?” Another knead. “Less?” And another.”

“P-Pleheahase…” XD tittered.

“Softly.” HD warned the taller God. “Softly.”

“Of course softly.” 4K sounded offended as though he would be doing anything else. “Softly for our soft baby boy.”

Before XD could even consider curling up or hiding his face again, 4K positioned his fingers to each of the ribs and begin softly kneading. It wasn’t sudden, in fact the tickling had started quite slowly, yet it still managed to send a jolt through XD’s body. Another yelp escaped him before he melted into warm giggles and chuckling into his arm.

“No. No hiding.”

There was a soft grip around XD’s wrist, pulling his arm away from his mouth and letting his laughs be heard. While XD whined he saw it was one of HD’s helper hands, guiding his arm down before disappearing. XD had to fight back wanting to move his arm again, or any of his other arms.

“If you hide again,” HD continued. “I’ll stop this.”

The hand around XD’s calf stopped kneading. Instead HD had shuffled himself up slightly and his hand went, tauntingly slow, towards XD’s knee. His fingers so gently skittered over the top of of his kneecap, sending tingles softly up the blonde God’s legs and shivering up his spine.

“N-Nohoho…” XD shook his head. “Noho nohohoho…”

“Don’t hide your face, XD~” 4K cooed in his ear when he saw XD’s arms twitch ever so slightly. “You don’t want us to stop do you?”

“Nnn…” XD shook his head into 4K’s neck, fighting with himself not to hide his blushing, giggling face despite how embarrassing it was. Not helped at all by the two cooing at him and pointing out his blushing face.

It was a strange torture wanting to be tickled and having the body fight against that want. He was elated to the soft tickly shocks running through him, breaking up all his nerves into soft mushy clouds. But his limbs wanted to curl in and his instinct told him to hide his red face, which would end the tickling and earn more taunts.

4K switched from tickling all of the ribs at once to going at them one at a time. He kneaded each one softly, listening for the different laughs and chortles XD would make before moving onto the next, tickling and listening again. He only had three ribs to play with but that didn’t seem to deter him, especially not when he went back over all the ribs again.

“So are they more or less ticklish?” 4K asked. “I’m tickling as softly as I can but I could dig in more.”

“Th-Thehehey… Nnn…” XD clenched his fists to stop his arms moving. “Mohohore s-sehensitihive…” He giggled.

“Well I suppose that makes sense.” HD nodded, as one of their fingers made slow circles into the side of XD’s knee. “Those ribs are more hidden. Little secret ribs.”

“Absolutely secret.” 4K purred. “Oh how I really wanna nibble those ribs and give them a taste.” He shook his fingers softly with the words. Vibrating over the ribs with his excitement. It almost jumped XD’s laughter up, but just before it reached that point of verging to hysteria, 4K stopped. “But this is good for now.”

“You are getting far too excited on his ribs.” HD warned. His tickling stopped over XD’s knee and the kneading along his ribs slowly died down. “I think we need to switch.”

“That’s fine!” 4K responed enthusiasticaly. “I want a shot of his knees.”

The two spoke so brazenly about him, like he was a tickle toy passed between them. It tingled his nerves, made him more on edge and more ticklish. He loved it.

4K shuffled out from behind XD and took HD’s place by his knees. When HD came by his side, he motioned for XD to lie down more so his head lay over HD’s lap. The scent of jasmine and daises overtook XD’s senses as he rested his head. It further relaxed him, and let him melt over the older God’s lap while he brushed back XD’s hair.

“Do you remember your safe word?” HD asked in a voice so soft it was almost a whisper.

XD nodded. “G-Glade…”

“And you can use that any time you want to stop. Even if you just want to go to sleep.”

XD nodded again, this time ending in a surprised yelp. He looked down to see 4K by his shins. The Nether God placed one of his own legs over XD’s, and he had one of his clawed fingers tracing over XD’s sole ever so slowly.

“M-Mihiy feet aren’t t-tihihicklish…” XD giggled.

“Why you giggling then?” 4K grinned.

“Behecause it’s sihihilly…”

“It is very silly you don’t have tickly feet. It’s outrageous honestly.” 4K nodded in agreement, ignoring XD’s giggly pleads that wasn’t what he meant. “Don’t worry. I’ll make them tickly, one way or another. But at least for now you have tickly knees.”

He didn’t move from tracing shapes over XD’s sole, and instead his tail slithered forward. XD could feel it wagging behind him when 4K was at his back and now it was making it’s way slowly towards his knee. The black fluffy tail coiled around his shin, the tip of it flicked back and forth against the back of XD’s knee.

It was only lightly touching him, but even that was sending jolt after jolt through XD’s body and drawing up high pitched giggles. Wasn’t at all helped by HD softly petting through his hair.

“Where do you want your tickles?”

XD pushed past his nerves and the giggles bubbling in his throat from 4K’s tail. “T… T-T-Tuhuhummy…”

HD smiled softly. “Rough tickles?”

XD whined but nodded through. “N-Nohohot too r-rohohough…”

“Of course.” HD nodded and then two ephemeral hands appeared.

XD almost jumped at the sight of those hands. They appeared out of thin air, wiggling their fingers at him; taunting him. They lowered down to the End God’s stomach, wiggling all the way. They wasted no time building up or taunting XD anymore, instead going right into kneading over his stomach.

The hands worked all the way up and down the sides of XD’s stomach. Kneading along the sides and scribbling onto the front. One of the hands found the shape of XD’s bellybutton through his top and it became their whole focus to trace over and wiggle over.

XD’s laughter kicked up just squeaking above his giggles. His shoulders hunched in a makeshift attempt at hiding his face without his hands. He was pulling up fistfuls of blankets just to stop his hands from instinctively hiding his face.

“Look how much you love your tummy tickles.” 4K’s honeyed voice came back to XD’s ears. Even down at his knees, it was like the Nether God was still purring against his ear, sending goosebumps down his back. The tail still coiled around his leg had stopped flicking so quickly, instead softly brushing under XD’s knee. Swaying so gently back and forth. Back and forth.

XD snorted as they tried to answer which only made them laugh more and their face brighter. They felt lighter than air, even as HD and 4K cooed over their snort, and HD’s hands soon joined in giving soft scritches to their neck. Their senses flooded and overwhelmed with soft electricity, just ever so lightly tickling their nerves. They felt warmed. Loved. In bliss.

The giggling trills and chuckles soon died down over time. When XD’s breathing and gasps got shaky, the two tickling Gods eased up and finally the gentle giggles fell into soft snores. 4K’s tail stilled to rest over XD’s knee and HD waved his helper hands away as they looked to XD. As they suspect, DreamXD had fallen asleep.

“He falls asleep while being tickled.” 4K praised while keeping his voice hushed. His tail wagged with his joy, but he did his best to keep it far from XD’s knee. “He is literally the cutest thing ever. I cannot believe you kept him from me for so long.”

“Oh shush.” HD rolled his eyes. “It’s not like I was hiding him from you.”

“You were, you absolutely were.” 4K insisted while he uncurled his tail from XD’s knee. While still being careful to be quiet he shuffled up to HD’s side. “I consider this a great crime against our friendship.”

The older God gave a playful scoff, but the light-hearted smile was gone from his face. He watched XD slumber against his lap and all trace of his light and free mood were gone. His expression pulled to a frown, and then he let out a long sigh.

“I need to go back to the Overworld…”

The silence to follow was heavy, but it was freeing to say it out loud. Weight lifted from HD’s shoulders and out into the world.

“You can’t go back just from the guilt of wanting to help him.” 4K spoke in a tone so unlike himself. He had lost his playful tone. It was jarring to hear him speak so seriously. “I know, I was the number one voter for wanting you to go back, but you can’t go from guilt. There’s nothing you could have done.”

“I could have done something!” HD snapped, running his hands through his hair, streaking with more stars than before. The colours streaking down his cheeks were overrun with grey and yellowish teal. “I could have helped him close more portals. Make them more hidden for him. I could have helped him find Dream or…or figured out where they were going. I could have done so much for him!”

“Shh…” 4K’s voice was calm, motioning to XD sleeping. “I know how frustrating it is when you couldn’t help someone, believe me HD I know. But beating yourself up over it, and going for what you thought you could have done won’t help you.”

“No… No I know, you’re right. I’m sorry.” The tension melted from HD’s shoulders, and soothed his voice back to a whisper. “But I need to go back. I know I do. I’ve known for a long time. It’s not fair leaving it to XD to fix. It sounds like it’s fallen into chaos.”

4K only gave a careful nod. One of his fingers found a strand of XD’s hair to play with, carefully wrapping it around his finger. “How long has it been since you’ve been back?”

The silence was longer than 4K expected it to be. “I honestly…20 years…? Maybe more? Time and keeping track of it isn’t exactly my thing.”

“I bet it’s hardly changed at all in that little time!”

While it had a more uplifting tone, the two Gods knew it was just an empty saying. But while the words might have just been to make HD feel better, 4K still perked up with a smile. He bumped his arm against HD’s, snapping the God’s attention out of his thoughts.

“Well, you aren’t going back tonight.” 4K shuffled himself down slightly. “XD’s got the right idea. We could all use a nap.”

Usually the first one to jump for the chance of a nap, HD was unusually quiet. He gave a small hum while 4K picked one of the many blankets laying around.

“You want me to move him off you?” 4K offered.

“Nah…” HD shook his head softly. “Leave him there.”

4K cocked his eyebrow. “Won’t that be uncomfortable sleeping? At least let me move him so you can lie down a little.”

A wave of HD’s hand summoned a pile of large plush pillows behind his back, which he lay over softly.

A slight frown pulled 4K’s lips. “I wanted to cuddle.” He almost pouted.

“You can still cuddle him.” HD pointed out.

“I wanted to cuddle you both…”

A flush of red swept up HD’s cheeks. He could feel the coloured stripes running down his face flicker to a soft red before he quickly flickered them away. He busied his mind with thoughts of XD, and the Overworld, and the colours ran back to a worried teal.

“XD could use your full attention right now.” HD quickly excused, and it seemed to work. Or at least go unnoticed. 4K’s attention was on XD at that moment.

The Nether God hummed in thought before he moved. He didn’t lie down fully as HD expected. Instead he lay his head over one of the pillows by HD’s hip and curled his arm around HD’s back. He pulled XD close into his chest, still keeping him on HD’s lap and allowing 4K to lean over the older God’s hip.

“Not a perfect cuddle.” 4K huffed. “But it will do.”

HD wanted to scoff at the absolute childishness but he couldn’t deny his heart fluttered over 4K’s care. He was an absolute sap, with a huge heart. But HD loved him for that. And XD desperately needed someone like that.

Soon XD’s soft snores were joined by 4K’s snoring. He was louder but not annoying. It faded into a comfortable white noise as HD let their mind wander and pet through 4K and XD’s hair. Their mind was racing with all the things they had to do, the messes the had to fix, and the fears they’d inevitably have to confront as they returned to the Overworld. But HD didn’t focus on that for now.

Right now, HD lay back and slept.

[disfrutalakia]

Okay since i'm bored as fuck, I'm gonna make a list for how I envision each character and how I would design them if I could draw!! This baby will be long so shh it will take a while also there will be like a LOT of images. (also last moment decisions this will be in parts lmao cause tumbrl will kill me if I do so much people, so this part will be the brazillians)

Pac

In my mind he has very sharp and big bottom teeths, almost like a those fantasy shows orcs and I see him as a bat hybrid, with big leathery wings that he never really learned to use so they are just there, also in terms of hair he was a pretty long one (it's almost a mullet) with some dark blue in the tips, his style in what I would call "techwear" but with blue always in there.

Mike

An obvious creeper hybrid, like just look at him it makes sense!! He has some green marks around his eyes and on his shoulders that are very sensitive to the touch and look a lot like scales. His natural hair is pink as he has mentioned before but I imagine it being longer now, he don't have time to take care of it so usually he just puts it up. In terms of outfits he prefers comfortable stuff so it's very normal to see him running around the island in like his pjs and just the lab coat/anarchy coat being on top of it

Forever

He is a werewolf, he can't really remember when he started turning but it always happened, when he was together with Brunim they would go on a bunker together in nights of full mom so Forever would't just ran around. But for some reason in the island he stopped transforming. He is very careful about taking care of his long hair, spending hours in the morning taking care of it and braiding it.

Cellbit

Yes he dresses like a doctor who character, he thinks it gives him a mysterious aura (it doesn't) and he is a own hybrid, but his wings were clipped a long time ago (during the war) so all the owls traits he was left with were the big unsettling eyes, the ability to stay up way too long and his head can turn into agles that should't be possible.

Felps

He is... well Felps, he dresses like the coolest person in the island and might be a cybord (he already was before the feds, the only thing the feds did was fuck up his enginas by throwing him into the ice. He was actually turned into a cyborg by Mike, who felt bad for the guy being killed by Cell in the prison so... robot Felps was born!

Richas

Child baby, when not imagining him as an egg I see him as the water dragon hybrid he wants to be, but since he is young all he has are the white pointy horns (like the dratini) coming out, in terms of clothes he always wears his brazil shirt (it's a difficult task to be able to wash it) but it's usually covered in paint just like the rest of his body, it's pretty rare to see Richas without splatters of paint on his arms or pencil stains on his fingers.

[alexanderlightweight]

Any writing with short!Alec? I can imagine Magnus introducing Alec to his friends and they’re like ‘is this a joke? Is he invisible? Have you finally lost it?’ And Alec just steps out from behind him and completely fucks them up while Magnus watches with adoration.

i really love show malec and so i headcanon them as that and don't have any plans to write alec smaller though i would considering and have writen magnus bigger due to his warlock mark?

i wrote alec super tall for a prompt for @saeths and i also wrote a giant megladon!magnus mer for them but i like keeping malec at least as tall as how they come across.

i know that in the books alec is shorter than magnus but personally, i just adore that alec is a bit taller and scowly and softens and submits so beautifully to magnus. all of that power and strength and training and he just melts for magnus and my brain goes a;ksjbaksdbjf;abf.

this is an absolutely fine ask btw! i appreciate asks like this because it helps me explain stuff and i'm also willing to work around stuff to try and incorporate things.

this is smol!dragon!alec because i just got some good news (a meeting cancelled which means i dont have to leave the house or see none-house people today! - i am an anxious introvert and @saeths is a non-anxious extrovert so i love cancelations! and they like that i am around for cuddles) dragon style. part of the 'taste of his magic' verse as a treat?

<3 lumine

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"I thought you said you had something impressive to show us?" Ragnor mocks as he steps in and plops in his chair, he stares over at where Alexander is pretending to nap and rolls his eyes.

Magnus stares at Ragnor and wonders just what is going on.

Alexander is curled up the size of a housecat on the windowseat and Magnus knows that he looks small, but he's still a dragon.

"Are you experimenting with reptiles again?" Ragnor asks, absently summoning himself a cuppa, "I thought you gave that up when you lost Baby to Camille?"

Magnus can feel the glow of jealous, accusatory eyes on his back and he blinks rapidly at Ragnor and wonders if he can get away with just summoning a scone into the other warlocks mouth. Anything to get him to stop talking.

"Ba-" he starts and there is a subtle hiss that only he seems to hear and he clears his throat. "The snake was merely an accessory, Ragnor. A security feature, hardly anything more than a sometimes useful pet." Magnus leaves out how cute the snake was, he doesn't think it would go well for him.

That seems to placate Alexander but Ragnor is sending him a confused, dubious look.

"Well then, what's with the lizard on your windowseat, hmm?"

"He's not a lizard." Magnus bites through gritted teeth because he can feel the force of Alexander's stare growing colder. "Ragnor, when was the last time you slept?"

"Oh a few days ago or so. Research and all that, you know how that is." Ragnor does look a bit peckish and the hollows under his eyes are a dark green rather than the normal shade.

"Ragnor-" Magnus starts and then he sees movement and he shifts, lunging forward to grab Alexander's nape with his maw. He instinctively growls and shakes and to his delighted surprise, Alexander goes limp.

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Alec glares at the tired old warlock who interrupted his nap and then sighs, content as Magnus holds him close.

It's exactly as he planned and he smirks, smug from his position of being held and rocked by Magnus' mouth.

Alec smirks and, with a flick of his tongue, freezes the old warlock's tea.

The man splutters and gives them both an accusatory stare before his skin pales to a soft, sage green with fear as their eyes meet.

"Ducky, please tell me you don't have a dragon in your mouth."

Alec smirks and gives the lightest of trills and the warlock shivers, hands up in surrender.

Magnus chuffs around where he's holding him and Alec rolls his eyes, finally taking the force of his gaze away.

It's hardly his fault if even as the size of say, a lizard, Alec is too powerful for warlocks to gaze upon without fear.

... well, all warlocks except for Magnus of course.

[robodove]

SHOW US THE PIRATE STUFF DO THE MERMAID STUFF ALKNASDAS

OKAY I FINALLY HAVE A LITTLE TIME ARRGAGRG I hope this aimless infodump is readable

so! Their designs and junk are a mess rn but I do have some stuff of them!!

Ignore the little dragon in the last I'm still working on Lloyd's whole... business. And! Don't mind the text in the pink one, I was just tryna think up silly nicknames!

Anyways! They aren't really... Traditional pirates? Y'know.. cause their crew size is like 5 + a child and ancient beast.

Under division is a small ramble

Cole's the "captain" and is a selkie (although I know they're usually seals I accidentally chose a sea lion)! He's the sea lion in the pictures and I'm desperately trying to work his skin into the design. I thought it'd be silly since he was raised in dance and entertainment.. and hey! Sea lions are known for that too!

(he wasn't meant to look so forsaken here, sorry Cole)

Jay is a mermaid (thing?) When in the water, he has the lower half reminiscent of an electric eel (I saw reminiscent as there are some major differences)! No one really has powers in this but he can still shock like that,, Ed and Edna are still human in this and I'm trying to remember if they still lived at a scrapyard or a shipyard.

Both Kai and Nya are only half mermaid! Nya ended up inheriting way more mermaid traits than her brother, who doesn't even have a tail in water, but still has a lot of human drawbacks. She can only breathe underwater for so long and ironically Kai can last down there longer. He just chooses not to since I thought it'd be funny to still let him be scared of water in this 😭 sorry Kai. He still has the recognizable sharper teeth and has bits and flashes of shimmery scales but is overall the most human of the bunch once you count out Cole's unskinned form.

I couldn't resist myself on Zane and ended up making him a siren. Mainly because.. bird! And also if he was going to be organic, I wanted to isolate him from the other sea related creatures. He has the wings and feathers of a gyrfalcon and can't swim as well in the ocean! He ends up bonding with Kai over this Kai originally hadn't liked him too much! Reasonably so since.. y'know.. sirens eat people. And mermaids in this.. although Zane eats human things as he was raised on it by a still very human Dr. Julien (who I guess is more of a bird-oriented wildlife scientist in this? ornithologist?). insert joke about him being a hand raised bird.

I don't have my sketchbook with me right now so I'm scrambling for pictures but ! Like all their designs, he's still a work in progress. Will most likely make his legs longer or something but this is just my ideas LOL

And anyways! Onto Lloyd! (And the others?)

I was struggling to decide what Lloyd should be,, like? A dragon could still very much work and his normal version is already so cool?? However, I ended up on leviathan.. a baby one. The serpentine aren't decided but Lloyd's still pretty much not taken seriously by the town. Still winds up being taken in by the "ninja!"

Garmadon is still locked up, although now at the bottom of the ocean! The Skulkin are drowned/dead pirates?

Wu is who I've been struggling to decide on as well! For whatever reason I've been contemplating making him like just some statue in the Destiny's Bounty that speaks to them.

There's plenty of other things going on,, Kai and Nya come to them on accident and Jay is over the moon to see other moons and wants to show them their "ways" despite having never even met others before. Cole is desperately trying to keep everyone in one place as they've accidentally made the perfect collection of the world's most valuable pelts.

Kai still raises Nya at the forge (which in this, is beachside), but years later there's a rise in pricing for the scales of mers and the boy decides that they need to leave in effort to protect her. Nya is devastated because this is their home! Where else would they even go?? They barely have any cash! Kai's decision is further inland AND with the money they get from selling the forge. Yadda, yadda, the buyer turns on them and they wind up in the ocean near their home! Kai's knocked cold, which is for the better as Nya swims them further and further into open ocean.

For the first time, Nya meets another mer as she tries to save her brother, and he helps them aboard a ship! The Destiny's Bounty! (Or perhaps a ship before it? It's all still up in air)

I'd expand more but I'm out of time </3 please give any suggestions if you'd like to! I'd always appreciate criticism

[mouthfullofmunson]

i’m begging for more pest eddie and pest reader because they’re so funny

Omg thank you so much 😞

Here is some more just for you :)

Okay okay so they are very lovey dovey, but they are obviously pests so any cute moment between then usually turns into something stupid

Eddie wiping her tears while she’s crying and all of a sudden “your fingers smell like cigarettes so bad have you ever washed your hands in your whole entire life?”

And when he fingers her and she gets close to cumming “Jesus Christ could you moan any louder directly in my ear? There is no way a few fingers can feel that good.”

And if he laughs at one of her jokes a little too hard “nothing I say is never that funny” but then she starts laughing at his wheezing (I’m guilty of doing that one 😔)

I don’t know if I said this already but if they get on each others nerves too bad they will bite each other, hard

He goes on complaining about something for too long, bite on the arm

If she gives him the silent treatment, a bite on the neck

And she LOVESSSS to lie and say Wayne is mad at him or Wayne asked him to do something

“Oh my god Eddie what happened I just got in and before Wayne left for work he told me that he’s not speaking to you?!”

“What?! He said that just now? I don’t think o did anything… all we talked about today is how I finished this huge drawing of this dragon, it was super cool he even helped me tack it up on my wall since I can never get it up straight.”

“You’re so stupid! You should’ve seen your face! You looked terrified!”

“You’re the worst girlfriend ever!”

And she also makes up the most random lies to tell the group just so they ask him about it and then he gets all panicked and confused and then he remembers that his girlfriend is a little shit who does this stuff for her own entertainment

“Y/n told me about your problem and I just want you to know I’m here for you man. You know… I have no problem with that, but if you need to talk in here” Steve says while giving Eddie a little pat on the back

“What? What problem?”

“You know… down there”

“What?!”

“Dude she told me you can’t get hard because you used to jerk off too much”

And he does the same but he fucked up so he makes up the most disgusting lies

“Yeah she can’t give head because she’s got a terrible gag reflex and if she does well… you know. And no one wants to clean that up”

“No I do not! You’re the one who threw up trying to eat a fudgsicle yesterday!”

he wants to constantly tickle her because he knows that she hates it and can’t handle more than two seconds

Anytime he’s talking about something that is boring to her (but she knows it won’t hurt his feelings) she fakes falling asleep and then jolts up “oh my god Eddie, I just had a fucking nightmare that you were talking to me about the most boring shit… wait…”

And he is so the type to pants her

She’ll be brushing her teeth and he yanks her shorts down and runs off

And when they are just chilling in bed and he’s eating he will all of a sudden shove a mouthful of chips into his mouth and start loudly crunching them in her ear

And when she’s irritated with him he with grabs her face and start kissing all over her face “oh baby, forgive me! I didn’t mean to break your heart! It was a mistake, a one time thing! It didn’t mean any! I didn’t mean to pants you infront of Steve and Robin!”

“It wasn’t infront of Steve and Robin it was infront of everyone at family video!”

“Okay so it was in front of them because they are included in ‘everyone’…”

OKAY THATS ALL THE THOUGHTS I HAVE I LOVE YOU THANK YOU SM

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