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whimsi-clown · 6 months ago

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POCAHONTAS 2 LIVE REACTION LEZ GOOO!!!

Note: I don't remember much from this movie at all. Wish me luck again.

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EYO BLONDE BOY JOHN SMITH IS BACKKK!!!

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YEEEEEE RATCLIFFE MY FAVORITE PURPLE CLAD EVIL DISNEY MANSSS AHHCSKGCSKGCSHLVDLHVJLD!!!

(Second after Dr. Facilier ofc.)

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I just realized that this is the only disney movie (that I know of) where the villain from the first movie returns in the second.

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Awwww! Miko and Percy! My absolute favorite love team!

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Pocahontas is still as fearless as ever, happily laughing while the rest hold on for dear life as they sled on snow at high speeds.

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I forgot that some of the men stayed behind, but now they have a small little village going on with natives watching their every move. Good for them.

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This John Rolfe guy or whatever, did he seriously have to ride a horse off a boat?

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Ew. That arrogant smirk he makes as he tells her,

"It's alright now, I've taken care of it."

Ew. It's giving John Smith 2.0.

What's up with your taste in men, Pocahontas?

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Ah, ok. I get why the horse is there now.

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Pfft- I love how all the men of the tribe start glaring and side eyeing him when it sounded like he was about to make an offensive remark about Pocahontas.

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"This is a matter of diplomacy. You can't handle a job like this."

My god this man sounds so fuckin misogynistic. I wanna strangle him.

Good on Pocahontas for not backing down.

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"Cut a notch in this staff for every pale face you see."

Bro's about to make more than a hundred notches on the staff, and it still wouldn't be enough.

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Everyone in this damn movie looks like they're sponsored by L'Oréal.

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I love how Percy is like, trying to lead Pocahontas into the carriage in his own doggy way. So adorable. I love him.

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What's with this wack ass Belle in the village musical bootleg music?

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Pfft- Poor John Rolfe, running around in search of Pocahontas while she explores.

Also, not once has her body guard stopped making notches on the staff to the point it's gotten so short...

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AAAAAA GOVERNOR RATCLIFFE MY MANNNN!!!

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Jesus Christ I fuckin hate this King James guy. Only his wife seems to have common sense.

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PFFT-

Bruh. John Rolfe, you've seen her in her much more revealing native clothes. How are long bloomers and long sleeved undershirt much more embarrassing to look at?

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Ew. This king. Praise seeker much? Gross keep your praise kinks outa this.

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Not me wanting so bad to be in Pocahontas' place and dancing with Governor Ratcliffe. XD

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I just noticed that Ratcliffe doesn't have his pretty purple eyeshadow on T_T

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Man, I simping for this guy hard now... What's up with me and my preference for big asshats??

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Bruh, these people are evil. They're laughing at a chained up bear.

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Yea! Tell him off sister!

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YEEAAA! JOHN SMITH TO THE RESCUE!!

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Pfft- Not John Smith boredly waiting for the other John fighting off the guards.

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Also. I just looked it up.

Governor Ratcliffe's full name is John Ratcliffe.

What is up with this girl and so many Johns in her life??

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Oh no. Not the love triangle dynamic.

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Like I said, the queen is the only bitch in that court with common sense. Good for her.

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"I'm ThE gHoSt Of JoHn SmItH, rUn FoR yOuR lIvEs!"

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!!!

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Again, with the flintlock pistols! Why is Governor Ratcliffe using a flintlock pistol under rainy weather? You dumb ass!!

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Jesus Christ, these men and their witty comebacks...

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Damn, John Smith really be letting Pocahontas go to another John.

What happened to

"I'd rather die tomorrow than live a hundred years without you."?

Like, damn boy, you sure move on quick.

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Oop- Nevermind. John Smith is back and just ruined the moment between her and the other John.

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Ok. Nevermind again. He moved on really quickly and was surprisingly accepting.

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Eeyyy! The other John is back! And the bodyguard guy is staying? And the maid lady owns the bear now??

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Ah. A kissing scene. What a great way to end the movie.

(Said sarcastically)

#disney movie marathon #live reaction #for funsies #disney #disney pocahontas #pocahontas 2 #ramblings #I've finally accepted that I might have a weird fascination towards Ratcliffe #There are too many Johns in just this one movie #this was fun #but I don't think I wanna do this again

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sttrawberries · 1 month ago

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justicefortacoman had me CRYING SKSJDSKDJ

‘’but it was Jason. A man you had multiple meals with, volunteered with, and almost…nevermind.’’ ALMOST

I’m afraid she’s going to panic:(

THE COMMENTS ARE MAKING MY DAY

‘ Was Jason kinda.. shy?’’ i need to see the interview now

‘’ Mr. Todd: my place or yours’’ AAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Get ready to steal his socks :D

‘’BRO’’ REALLY? SKSKSKKSKS

‘’You: I hope u drop ur free drink

Mr. Todd: no sprite for u then’’ nooo D:

‘’ He was holding the cup of sprite over a familiar ledge. The ledge of your apartment building floor.’’ SO QUICK

‘’ pulled on some quick sneakers, haphazardly put on, laces loose.’’ me everytime I get out to take the trash out

‘’ You ran to save your sprite from his evil hands.’’ Of course

‘’ He waited, a soft look on his face.’’ AAAAAAA kiss him already

‘’ Who would climb through that? Well, besides Batman, you don’t expect any visitors.’’ Mmmm

‘’ But let’s eat first.” First? What’s next?

“I thought you were kidding when you asked me if I liked the movie Cars.” JSSJSJSJS

“You give off Lightning McQueen vibes.” JSJSAJ

‘’He had taken his hoodie off, throwing it over a dining chair. Jason was clearly comfy for the night, in sweatpants and a t-shirt that hugged him nicely.’’ Imagining this is so *chef’s kiss*

‘’Watching animated cars as Jason, the fastest formula 1 driver, sat near you in your apartment.’’ This is your new routine, I hope you like it

‘’ pouting a little that he couldn’t believe that you thought of him like the red car.’’ SKSKSJSJSJ

‘’ Call him a bad man, but he leaned his head on top of yours. Nuzzling into you.’’ I love my man, he could never do no wrong

‘’ he enjoyed making you nervous.’’ I hate him jsjsjsj

‘’ his instincts to ask his manager to set up an interview with the talkative reporter,’’ wait AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

‘’ He realized his favorite color was the shade of your flustered ears.’’ This is so cute?? I’m going to cry

‘’ Jason was curled around you. At some point in between your nap, you and Jason had laid on the couch. Fully extending your bodies, falling into each other to fit perfectly into the soft cushions.’’ CAN YOU HEAR ME SCREAMING

‘’ He sleepily smiled, pulling his arm around you closer to him. Somehow managing to get you even closer to him.’’ I can’t stop smiling pleaseee

‘’ You felt his heartbeat through his shirt.’’ AAAA

“I was going to leave.” Jason yawned. “You fell asleep and I laid you down on the couch, but you grabbed my shirt.” He smirked, eyes closed.’’ OH SHUT UP

“You wouldn’t let go of me, so I tried sitting on the edge of the couch, but your grip never loosened. Then you kept tugging, so I finally laid down.” Jason continued to explain with his eyes closed, trying to keep his fatigue. “You have a deadly drip by the way.”’ thanks<333

“You always back away every time I get closer.” Baby:(

“I want to bother your life and I want you to bother mine. You make me feel alive because I want to talk to you, even when you don’t want to talk, I still want your time.” MY HEART IS GOING TO EXPLODE

‘’ You caressed his face, smoothing out the lines in between his eyebrows, softening his expression’’ AAAAAA

‘’ when you faced him, he was ready to come running when you held out a hand, waiting to rest his face in it.’’ a puppy

‘’ You leaned forward, kissing the man you longed for.’’ FINALLYYYYYYY

‘’ Your thumb rubbing behind his ear.’’ Ears are such a detail in this fic, I’m so curious and after this I will probably start to focus more on it

‘’You readjusted yourself, straddling his waist near the waist band of his sweatpants. Jason panting, his breaths haggard.’’ OKAY

“You’re gorgeous.” PLEASE I LOVE WHENEVER JASON USES THE WORD GORGEOUS

‘’ You internally thanked your unconscious self for keeping a death grip on this man.’’ I snorted kskskssk

‘’ A sweet melody filled with Jason’s voice gasping. You felt every breath and vibration as you focused on his neck.’’ This is art

‘’ You didn’t wake up this early, but to do this with Jason, you might have to start changing your routine.’’ Oh to be able to do this, I would trade my mornings of getting ready to work and uni

“I believe you now.” Jason chuckled, content in the comforting weight of you.’’ Aaaa my heart<3

‘’ You were in a daze watching his shoulders flex through the fabric of his shirt. It was like a switch flipped in you.

You shook your head, focusing back on the contents of your cup.’’ Reader’s gone sksksksk

‘’ You found what you were looking for, a purple blemish on his collarbone. What a great morning.’’ :D

‘’Setting his cup down, caving you in-between his arms as he leaned on your counter. (..) You giggled, trying to continue sipping on your cup. Letting Jason kiss around any opening of your face that wasn’t on the cup. (..) When you had enough of the tickling sensation, you lifted your chin, letting Jason fully take your mouth.

The taste of coffee flooding you.

After your morning shenanigans in the kitchen, you spent the rest of the morning lounging, stealing kisses, possibly adding another blemish to match the other one.’’ Tell me what I need to do to live in this moment forever

This is making me giggle and kick my feet and has left a smile on my face that probably will take long go to away, I’m already looking forward to reading the next chapters, I will be thinking of them as I wait for more free time in the week to read the rest of it, thank you<3

Racing Hearts Pt. 3

f1!driver!jason x reporter!reader

A/N: Another chapter, another story filled with jason todd 🤭 it makes me so happy to continue this au and to see my beautiful gremlins enjoying it as well 🥹 the comments for the tag list are so helpful (im new to that bear with me <3) but i love reading any comments about the story, any predictions your great minds have, or if you’re just looking forward to the next chapter :D so ENJOY and comment if your comfortable <3

See you in part 4 COMING SOON :))) also check out the masterlist for this series linked here <3

Tags: banter, agonizing fluff, hurt/comfort, strangers to friends to lovers, spice if u squint 👀

Word Count: 3.1k

Tag List: @jaybirdstreet @gallusstuff @meowkn @velvetberries @i0lovepink00 @rayaskoalaland @spidernuggets @janybabyy @deimks @yasmin-oviedo @bigraga-sk

yourmom34: Why am I kinda invested?

imjasonsrightleg: Bye, update me when they start dating

potatoislyfe: He has chemistry with EVERYONE

notrealroyharper: THAT SHOULD BE ME

bigbootylicious87: Is it just me or are they entirely different from that press conference???

justicefortacoman: I can’t believe Jason moved on from taco man :(

“I can’t believe this.” You said to yourself, setting down your phone to no longer read the comments.

Leaning forward until your arms rested on your knees as you sat on the couch.

You had completed one full interview with Jason. His management wanted to film it. A new press strategy to help their racers gain more popularity outside the track.

You had agreed.

Broadcast journalism had been an area of interest because of the age of the internet and how fast news can spread through social media.

Now they wanted you and Jason to interact.

Jason’s social media team had pitched that you two sit down, you ask him questions and Jason would be the charismatic man he was.

It was simple, something you had done with many athletes, but it was Jason. A man you had multiple meals with, volunteered with, and almost…nevermind.

You thought you masked it well, set personal away from professionalism, but you were clearly wrong from the comments on the video.

You had watched it on your phone, curiosity scratching at you when you cooked lunch. Then when you couldn’t take it, you pressed the play button.

You were in denial. Ever since you came back from your volunteer work on Jason’s motorcycle, you had tried to play everything off with as much nonchalance as possible.

You didn’t mention how close your faces were that day. He dropped you off after the work in Crime Alley. You waved goodnight.

You didn’t see him until you got the call from your company. The interview filmed, quickly edited, released and you continued to deny.

But how were you supposed to deny what you saw on the tiny phone screen. It was out in the open, the public knew, you knew.

Did Jason know?

Did he see what you denied to yourself?

Or maybe he was just too good at looking good with anyone?

His fan base even made a running joke to pretend he has chemistry with anyone he interacts with in public.

You were just the next contestant.

That had to be it.

jasonjustonechance51: Was Jason kinda…shy?

redhoodsgyatt: I’VE NEVER SEEN THAT FOINE MAN LAUGH LIKE THAT IM IN LOVE?

tortillagrease861: I don’t know who this beautiful man is but I need him.

redbulljasonismywater69: I was trying to gatekeep him, but I guess I can share cause everyone deserves to see this man smile

poopoobatman417: He is so boyfriend

You threw your phone back onto the couch cushion, reading anymore comments was not helping.

After calming down and a movie break, you checked Jason’s social media and Red Bull’s racing account. There were the usual clips, Roy and Jason being the most popular duo.

Multiple edits and clips of them doing miscellaneous things. It wasn’t that bad, maybe you weren’t his focus right now.

But you were conflicted, it was good if the video of the two of you went well. It was better than being popular from negativity.

You could live with this.

A notification popped up on the top of your screen, perfect font displaying “Mr. Todd has sent a message.”

Speak of the devil.

Mr. Todd: want anything?

You clicked on an image of a menu.

He always knew how to get you. A late night meal wouldn’t hurt.

You: Miss me already?

You: Combo, medium, sprite

Mr. Todd: kay

Mr. Todd: my place or yours

Oh no.

You had just come to terms with thinking you meant nothing to this man.

You watched three dots float at the bottom of the messages, anticipation eating at you.

Mr. Todd: couldn’t get enough of you after the interview

You needed to check yourself into the hospital at this rate.

Fuck read receipts, now you needed to respond.

You: bro I don’t know where u live

Mr. Todd: bro I can just tell u

You: bro my place

You’re an idiot.

Mr. Todd: Brok

You: brok?

Mr. Todd: bro + ok

You: return my food

Mr. Todd: too late I already left and the kind lady gave me a free drink

You: I hope u drop ur free drink

Mr. Todd: no sprite for u then

You: wait

You: the sprite is innocent

Mr. Todd: this hurts me more than it hurts u

You saw a picture appear in the messages. He was holding the cup of sprite over a familiar ledge. The ledge of your apartment building floor.

You grabbed your keys, pulled on some quick sneakers, haphazardly put on, laces loose. You raced out of your apartment, quickly locking the door and running down the hall.

You ran to see Jason near the open ledge, night air surrounding him. Seeing his face turn to you, a smile spreading on his face.

You ran to save your sprite from his evil hands.

“Aw, so excited to see me that you didn’t put on your shoes properly.” Jason quipped, letting you take the hostage from his hands.

After securing your drink, your turned around. Eyeing Jason from your side.

He waited, a soft look on his face.

“Well, are you coming?” You walked forward, small smile perfectly hidden from Jason’s view.

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You had sat down in front of your TV, putting your drink on the coffee table. You grabbed the remote trying to browse through several movies.

Jason had followed you in through the front door, taking off his shoes as soon was he walked in. He slowly walked toward you, taking a good look around your apartment.

You tried not to look at him, choosing to focus on your TV screen as he surveyed your one-bedroom apartment.

As he slowly stepped, you decided to chance one look at him.

Your eyes shifted toward his tall figure, he was oddly focused on your window, set near the small dining table.

It was a last-minute decision after you realized the format of your living room and kitchen. You liked watching the outside as you ate.

“Welcome to my home. Sorry for the mess, I didn’t get the chance to clean up after you took my sprite hostage.” You leaned your head on your hand, resting yourself on the coffee table as you watched Jason.

“Don’t worry about it, also you should lock your window.” Jason spoke.

You glanced toward the object in question, the latch was undone when you opened it earlier that day. You must’ve forgotten. It was a similar bad habit as never locking your balcony door.

Who would climb through that? Well, besides Batman, you don’t expect any visitors.

“Oh, sometimes I forget. But let’s eat first.” You shrugged.

Jason set the food down next to you, you felt the warmth radiating from the bag.

“I got it, your food should be the one on top.” Jason eyed the window, walking to it, snapping the lock into place.

You gasped.

“You ordered the other meal I wanted to try!” You smiled in excitement.

Jason turned back to sit down next to you. Lazily leaning against the foot of the couch.

He raised an eyebrow at the sparkle in your eyes, a silent question obvious on your face.

“Wanna try a piece?” Jason asked, giving in to the longing look.

“Aw, thanks Mr. Todd.” You dug into the two meals in front of you.

Jason moved to sit closer to you. Your excitement over the food distracting you, delaying your nervousness and your earlier debate with yourself.

As you took a bite, happy with the combination, you clicked on a movie. Letting it play as you and Jason ate.

“I thought you were kidding when you asked me if I liked the movie Cars.” Jason said in disbelief as he watched.

“It was for the interview…and I was genuinely curious.” You kept your eyes on the screen.

“Sweetheart, I don’t race in NASCAR. You know that.” Jason looked at you, astonished.

“I know, I think it’s hilarious.” You flatly said, focused on the movie in front of you. “You give off Lightning McQueen vibes.”

Jason nearly choked on his food.

“I feel like I should be offended.” Jason, stunned, looked at you.

You ignored him, letting him fret about your words as you finished your meal.

After Jason gave in and continued to watch the movie with you, you had cleaned up and the two of you moved onto the actual couch.

The soft cushions letting you sink in, sinking toward Jason who also dipped the couch. Letting a blanket droop over your legs.

He had taken his hoodie off, throwing it over a dining chair. Jason was clearly comfy for the night, in sweatpants and a t-shirt that hugged him nicely.

You were content letting your body relax. Watching animated cars as Jason, the fastest formula 1 driver, sat near you in your apartment.

With a full stomach and in pajamas.

Crazy how things worked out.

You smiled at your realization.

Your eyes felt heavy, the couch warm next to Jason.

Jason mindlessly watched the movie, pouting a little that he couldn’t believe that you thought of him like the red car.

Then he felt your weight on his shoulder.

He glanced to his side, seeing the top of your head. His heart raced. You had fallen asleep, a nice weight to his shoulder.

He saw your eyelashes, beautifully laid flat onto your cheeks as you gave into your sleepiness.

Call him a bad man, but he leaned his head on top of yours. Nuzzling into you.

You were probably going to wake up flustered, but he enjoyed making you nervous.

Seeing your ears going perfectly red.

Jason didn’t know what color he liked, he ended up with many things, falling into the rhythm of going with the flow. His racing career, his instincts to ask his manager to set up an interview with the talkative reporter, continuing to get lunch with you.

Now he was here, feeding you, sitting on your couch.

Getting more infatuated with the lil’ reporter he’s growing close to.

He learned something new today.

He realized his favorite color was the shade of your flustered ears.

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You were stirring awake, your eyes slowly blinking into the faint light from the floor lamp. Majority of the darkness still around you.

You must have fallen asleep.

But how could you resist? It was warm around you.

As your consciousness entered your mind, you realized a weight around you. Fitted loosely around your waist, a soft fabric touching your face, slow even breaths slightly moving the hairs on your head.

Your eyes widened.

Jason was curled around you. At some point in between your nap, you and Jason had laid on the couch. Fully extending your bodies, falling into each other to fit perfectly into the soft cushions.

Oh no. You stiffened.

Jason started to stir awake, instinctually feeling the heightened panic from you next to him.

He slightly stretched his body, taking a deep inhale before releasing it, then slowly opening his eyes to look down at you. Your big eyes meeting his.

He sleepily smiled, pulling his arm around you closer to him. Somehow managing to get you even closer to him.

You felt his heartbeat through his shirt.

A lovely feeling.

“Jason.” You spoke into his t-shirt.

“Hm?” Jason grumbled, trying to wake up, but refusing.

“I think you accidentally fell asleep.” You moved your head, so your words weren’t mumbled into his body.

“I was going to leave.” Jason yawned. “You fell asleep and I laid you down on the couch, but you grabbed my shirt.” He smirked, eyes closed.

You moved your head, raising your chin toward Jason’s head above yours.

Your faces more parallel.

“What do you mean?” You quietly asked him, clearly surprised by the current situation, but still mindful of the sleepy man.

“I’m sorry.” You sighed.

“Why do you always do that?” He asked confused.

“Do what?”

“You always back away every time I get closer.” Jason’s eyebrows lowered, slight frustration in his tone. He was very expressive despite his eyes still closed.

“I don’t do that.”

“You were about to.” Jason pouted.

“I’m still laying next to you, I’m not backing away.” You retorted.

“You know that’s not what I meant. I can feel your negativity surrounding you.”

“Come on…I just,” You hesitated. “I just don’t want to bother you, to possibly cause a misunderstanding.”

Jason’s eyes opened, full seriousness in his gaze.

“What if I want you to bother me.” He directly told you, eyes never leaving yours.

Your faces nearly touching, the tips of your ears reddening. Curse your blood flow.

“I don’t understand.” You stammered, scared to peak into the direction this was going.

“I want to bother your life and I want you to bother mine. You make me feel alive because I want to talk to you, even when you don’t want to talk, I still want your time.” Jason directly told you.

You didn’t know what to say. Your heart racing as he continued to hold you, your faces close to one another, legs intertwined. His voice admitting what you’ve been scared to say.

It was out in the open. Clear as day.

Maybe it was meant to be this simple.

You were just too anxious and stubborn to call it what it was.

You kept Jason’s stare, his determination never faltering.

You pulled your hand from in between your bodies, releasing it from the depths of the blanket. You caressed his face, smoothing out the lines in between his eyebrows, softening his expression.

You smiled at your ability to control this man.

Maybe to the public he was rowdy, uncontrollable. But when you faced him, he was ready to come running when you held out a hand, waiting to rest his face in it.

He waited for your touch, your words, your quick glances.

You were the same. Ready to touch him, sing his name, memorize his smile.

You could barely contain yourself.

You leaned forward, kissing the man you longed for.

Your very first initiation towards him. No longer backing away.

You gently pressed into him. Both of your eyes closed, focusing on blurred touches of skin.

You want to touch him. You want more.

You rubbed where the back of his head met his neck, feeling the prick of his hair on your fingers. Your thumb rubbing behind his ear.

Jason matched you, letting feeling take over him.

He gripped your jaw, stretching your neck, adding another layer of desperation to your kiss.

Jason selfishly took your shared breaths.

When he wasn’t satisfied with that he moved to lean himself over you, but you put a hand to his chest.

Stopping him.

In his confusion, eyes glossed over, he only looked at you, his mind trying to catch up.

You ended up rolling him over, your body laid on top of his, Jason laid flat on his back. He reached up to cup his hands to your face.

You leaned down, deepening the kiss.

You had no reason to hold back. If it was this simple to be with Jason, you wanted to waste no more time on what ifs.

You were comfortable, letting your body fall onto Jason’s solid body. You wanted to feel more of him.

You readjusted yourself, straddling his waist near the waist band of his sweatpants. Jason panting, his breaths haggard.

You sat up fully, taking in the full image of him. It was beautiful.

“You’re gorgeous.” Jason breathed, in awe.

He gripped the sides of your waist, rubbing through your shirt.

Despite never removing any clothes, you were just as worked up.

You panted.

You internally thanked your unconscious self for keeping a death grip on this man.

You leaned down, nipping at Jason’s neck.

A sweet melody filled with Jason’s voice gasping. You felt every breath and vibration as you focused on his neck.

Letting yourself mark him just above his collarbone.

You looked down, hazily rating your work.

Jason reached up and rubbed your cheek. His soft touch contrasting your desperation.

The rising sun, letting in a soft glow through the large window near your dining table.

What a great way to start your morning.

You didn’t wake up this early, but to do this with Jason, you might have to start changing your routine.

Jason laid you back down to lean on top of him, He breathed into your neck as he held you close to him.

His large hands holding the back of your head, rubbing small circles.

“I told you I’m not backing away.” You smiled into Jason’s hair.

“I believe you now.” Jason chuckled, content in the comforting weight of you.

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After another quick nap, you and Jason woke up, both of your hairs in a mess.

You were groggy, trying to help yourself to a cup of anything this morning, tea or coffee.

You watched Jason from your kitchen counter, he was learning where everything was. Memorizing the cabinets and drawers.

His broad back, a great view in your kitchen.

Your poor dining table window falling to second place.

You were in a daze watching his shoulders flex through the fabric of his shirt. It was like a switch flipped in you.

You shook your head, focusing back on the contents of your cup.

Jason made a cup of coffee, finally facing you. Leaning on the opposite counter.

Your eyes lowered to his stretched-out t-shirt around his neck.

You found what you were looking for, a purple blemish on his collarbone.

What a great morning.

Jason caught wind of your stare. Setting his cup down, caving you in-between his arms as he leaned on your counter.

It’s like you were made to be in his arms.

You giggled, trying to continue sipping on your cup. Letting Jason kiss around any opening of your face that wasn’t on the cup.

He was enjoying the moment, taking his time until you wanted to let him break.

When you had enough of the tickling sensation, you lifted your chin, letting Jason fully take your mouth.

The taste of coffee flooding you.

After your morning shenanigans in the kitchen, you spent the rest of the morning lounging, stealing kisses, possibly adding another blemish to match the other one.

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sabo-has-my-heart · 3 years ago

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hi my love <3 congrats on the 100 followers aaaaaa! Saw you had a nice little event soooooo if I can pleeeeeeease have demon Ace with Reader and NSFW prompt 9? Reader can be afab or gender neutral! Tysm and congrats again love <3

There’s just something so hot about Demon!Ace, even if he’s actually a cinnamon roll.

NSFW, Reader is afab, mentions of mates, demon fucking.

When you’d first learned that your guardian, the guardian that your parents always told you was a ‘Guardian Angel’, was actually a demon, you’d been a mix of confused, terrified, and depressed. Surely it was a mistake, a Guardian Demon? Who ever heard of such nonsense? Besides, demons were supposed to be evil, wicked creatures of darkness that dragged humans to the depths of hell and corrupted their souls! That idea was quickly thrown out the window once you got to know Ace. The man may look like a blood thirsty, vicious demon, but he certainly didn’t act like one. Large, fire red wings, capable of propelling him hundreds of feet in the air were, more often than not, wrapped around you as he cuddled with you. Thick, curling horns with sharp tips, likely capable of goring a human in a single blow, so sensitive to the touch that he purred when you stroked them. Sharp claws and fangs made for killing, painted a bright pink one night when you were both drunk. No, once you knew Ace, you knew that he was a sweetheart. That being said, he wasn’t exactly a saint either.

Laying on your back, chest heaving up and down as Ace looked down at you, you couldn’t help but flush bright red.

“So beautiful.” Ace muttered, placing his hands on either side of your head, body hovering over yours. Ace placed sweet kisses down your neck, over your collar bone, down to the tops of your breasts, “So very much mine.” Ace muttered, hooking one of his claws in your bra, snapping the small piece of fabric that connected the cups. Another thing about Ace was that he was a little possessive. Any time anyone tried flirting with you, he’d use his powers to drive them off ‘discreetly’ before making sure to spend the entire night marking you as his. Hence, where you found yourself at the moment, an aroused, possessive demon hovering over you, nipping at your skin. It wasn’t like you discouraged him, holding him close whenever you were intimate like this, whispering words of praise and adoration as he played with your body. You couldn’t help the shudder that ran through your body as you watched Ace’s long, forked tongue run over his lips. You knew exactly what that tongue could do, how far it could reach, and how good he was with it. Your black haired demon smirked, taking a nipple in his mouth, swirling said tongue around it, lightly scraping his teeth against it, making you moan as he pinched and played with your other nipple, his claws lightly grazing over the sensitive nub. After pulling a few more moans from you, he switched nipples, free hand making its way down. You couldn’t help the light gasp as you felt your lace panties ripped from your body, the shredded remains being tossed aside. Ace was feeling particularly feral today, clearly. After making sure that both your nipples had received adequate attention, he kissed his way further down. Another shudder ran down your spine as his tongue flicked lightly over your clit before slipping into your cunt. A gasp followed by a moan left your lips as Ace swirled his tongue inside you, grinning darkly as he stared at you, loving the pleasured expression on your face. Before the night was over, however, he’d make that look change to one of pure ecstasy. Clawed hands were placed on your thighs, spreading you open as his tongue twisted and writhed inside of you, drawing more moans from your lips.

“A-Ace, more, p-please!” you moaned, fingers tangling in your hair. Ace let out a shuddering breath, thrusting his tongue deeper into you, fuck he wanted you, wanted to take you as his, truly and completely his. The young man moaned, making sure to explore every inch of your cunt that his tongue could reach, loving the taste of you. He may not be an incubus, but he was starting to think that he could be sustained on your pleasure as if he was one. A whine left your lips as Ace pulled back before you could cum.

“Come on, Ace, don’t stop.” you whimpered, looking into his lust filled eyes. Ace swallowed hard, if he was going to do this, he had to do it right.

“I want more, I want to take you.” Ace said, caressing your cheek. You nuzzled your face against his calloused hand for a moment before looking at him, not sure what he was asking, your brow furrowed.

“Do you know what it means to have sex with a demon? To truly be fucked by one? You’ll be tainted forever. Permanently barred from heaven, and if I were to make you my mate?” Ace trailed off, letting the seriousness of what he was saying hang in the air. You wrapped your arms around his neck, bringing him in for a kiss, you could still taste yourself on his forked tongue, moaning into the kiss.

“Then damn me to hell, I’ll spend an eternity in your embrace.” you whispered into his ear, making him groan. He knew that once those words left your mouth, there was no going back, not only did he love you too much to ever let you go, but he wanted you, wanted to fuck you. Ace rubbed his cock against your entrance, he was big, his thick, long cock nudging at your entrance. One hand fisted the sheets as he slowly pushed into you, drawing loud moans from your lips. Your hands immediately went to his shoulder, hanging on for dear life as he entered you.

“It’s okay, baby, you’re okay, fuck, you can take it, you can take more, I know you can take more.” Ace muttered, fully sheathing himself in your tight cunt after a few more seconds. You were so tight around him, so hot and responsive, your pussy clamping down tightly around him. Your beautiful demon pulled out slightly before thrusting back in, a moan leaving his lips as a similar one left yours.

“Ngh! Ace, f-fuck me, please!” you cried, nails starting to dig into his flesh. The young demon couldn’t help himself, pulling almost all the way out before slamming deep inside of you, drawing another pleasured cry from your lips.

“F-fuck, better than I imagined.” Ace moaned, starting to thrust in and out of your tight, wet cunt. One of your hands reached up, stroking the base of one of Ace’s horns, making the man moan louder, he’d never told you how sensitive the base of his horns were, yet here you were, stroking them as if you’d already known. Ace’s thrusts grew harder and faster, pounding into your pussy, trying not to dig his claws into your hips as the sounds of skin slapping against skin filled the air, the squelching of your wet pussy reaching his ears. It took everything Ace had to not cum inside you when you came, pussy clenching around him, an impossibly tight grip on his cock. No, he couldn’t cum yet, he wanted more, it wasn’t enough, he needed to fuck you until you were delerious from the pleasure. Shaky, clawed hands lifted your thighs, placing your legs over his shoulders as he slammed into you harder and harder, chasing his own high now. He was so close, so close to cumming, so close to bringing you to that level of pleasure that would have your mind wiped of all thoughts except for him and his cock. Your moans had long since turned into cries of pleasure, both hands stroking the base of his horns, bringing Ace close to breaking. How were you, a mere mortal, bringing him so much pleasure? With a few last thrusts, Ace came deep inside you, a loud cry of pleasure leaving his lips, a scream leaving yours as you came shortly after him. Ace barely had the coherence to notice the glowing mark that began to spread across your abdomen, a mark that meant that you were his mate, his for all eternity. Rolling the two of you over, Ace wrapped his wings around the two of you, his cock still buried inside your pussy.

“I love you, my mate.” Ace whispered, holding you close.

“I love… you too, Ace.” you muttered before falling asleep with your new mate.

#one piece ace #portgas d. ace #portgas d ace x reader #ace x reader #demon!Ace #Demon!ace x reader #Fire Fist Ace #fire fist ace x reader #one piece smut

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i-need-air · 4 years ago

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Hey it's me again ❤️

I'm just gonna whisper something in your mind (is that even possible?)

Having a baby with Hybrid Katsuki.

Just that. Imagine girl. Perfection.

Ok, real talk here. Every time I see a request from you I uwu a little bit bc I know for a fact whatever you're requesting will make me get so immersed and involved and I'm gonna 💕💞AAAAAA💕💞 while writing AND [lemmecatchmybreath] it happened once again skdjdkfkf Hope you enjoy and sorry it took longer than normal~

Word count: 1.8k

× listen 🥺 I already started and I'm melting, ok?

× when he finds out you're having a smol baby together?

× he freezes and looks at you in a whole different light

× if you're getting pregnant, he will definitely smell the change in your scent and will know even before you do; he'd be instantly by your side with a bewitched expression on his face, taking your cheeks into his palms to just soak everything in yet he's shaking slightly

× and even if you adopt [hopefully a smol hybrid], something deep inside of Katsuki, burried and long forgotten surfaces

× this is the life he always wanted, he always craved even in his darker moments

× this happiness, this fulfillment, this joy

× I absolutely believe he will diligently read and learn everything about the baby to come; will educate himself like no other, deciding to be the very best father he could ever be

× his life was rough and he was stolen away from his biological family, he will now have a chance to have his own and he will not fail you or the baby

× when you hold the little bundle of sunshine in your hands, head down admiring the beauty of a new life, he will stand there, again in shock, again soaking this moment in... so beautiful, so perfect

× will he ever tell you that? of course not; angry ass wild pomeranian—

× but his face gives him away every single time and when you tilt yourself to hand him his new son or daughter, he falls in love for the second time in his life;

× he burries his nose in the soft and fragile skin of the baby's head and breathes in, his instinct kicking in to defend, protect, care, look out for...

× watch carefully because once the baby makes a noise, he'll still, unsure of what to do, but smile so softly as the baby coos in his arms securely; that right there is the best image you can have of soft Katsuki.

× the first few weeks are actually horrible, sorry to break it to everyone aksjskdj not because he doesn't know what to do or does not want to help; on the contrary, he is so incredibly attentive but he also recites the books he learned by memory at this point and it's getting absolutely infuriating;

× although understand him, please; he wants to prove he's a good dad 🥺 except you wanna smack him bc he scoffs if you suggest something he isn't sure about.

× you will find him standing by the baby's crib as it sleeps; he's just???? making sure this is not a dream????? don't question anything though

× can we hc Bakugou with a daughter too? [ already established in the Hybrid!Kiri hcs that Kiri'd have daughter bUT i just really really like beefy men with tiny daughters;;; my heartttt;;; ]

× his little angel, no discussion, no argument, his daughter can do NO WRONG!

× he's very down to earth though, don't get me wrong, he just absolutely adores spoiling her

× speaks softly into her ear, the lowest you'd hear from him

× gruff, raspy, gutural voice ofter overused to scream now low and soft as he holds her into his chest; doesn't do baby-voices or anything like that, but calls her his angel then smirks at you if you're watching;;; then starts softly complaining and bitching about you to the baby 💀 all while rubbing her back

× omfg his hand is as big as her tiny back; guys, call an ambulance, I'm—

× Katsuki would be the type of little shit to pull what I just said then grab you and glue you to his chest too; he'd look down at you both, eyes shining in such adoration he'd take your breath away just before he continues his ranting about you;

× once the baby starts being more interactive, her giggles specially the ones induced by her daddy will make him melt; absolute diminute baby with a small wiggling tail clapping her chubby hands at her dad? his eyes would widen suddently, ears snapping high in surprise and he's taken back by the emotions overtaking him

× he's gone, man; she has him wrapped around her tiny little finger and you can't do anything about it

× instantly acts all in denial if someone is around though; scoffs to hide is obvious smile, placing a palm on his mouth to further block it out and tickles her with the other, earning another fit of giggles

× please, don't tell him his whole tail is waving from side to side

× the only clear giveaway apart from his ears and it's;;; a d o r a b l e;;;

× specially when your daughter also starts wagging her tail in response whenever he does it;

× "Hey, come see what the dumbass is doing!" or "Look at what she did" while showing you a video; proud pappa 🥺

× we're bringing back Proud Bakugou bc hIS DAUGHTER iS tHe BeSt; no, seriously, his kid is the mf best in the world and he will start this presentation with—

× now sit down with me and accept this: the baby; yes, your sweet daughter; mhm, that adorable screeching angel; mhm;;; she'll talk so early it's disturbing.

× at 6 months or so she's already saying mamma, dadda, kitty, woof-woof

× seriously terrifying how sharp she is and how she cannot shut up; for the love of gOd, Katsuki, this is all your fault... it doesn't matter, he just smirks as he has another reason to brag to anyone about his child

× did that street vendor look at him funny? "I'M GONNA FUCKING TELL YOU ABOUT MY DAUGHTER—"

× super-protective of her and fucking hates with a burning passion if anyone dares to do that thing where they match up babies saying "Maybe they'll get married when they grow up"

× hands down, no filter, he just looks deep down in whoever had the audacity and says "Like fucking shit they'd deserve her."

× drag him away before he throws fists

× he will definitely if you don't drag him away and you know it, they know it, the baby knows it and cheers for pappa, the whole world knows it at this point and they're buying tickets to watch the shitshow

× chest carrier and walks around with the kid like a boss

× man has shit to do, don't even dare to judge him;

× handles fits really well, he's impressive to say at least

× she's spoiled, yes and always has new toys, coloring books, whatever she wants but the moment she throws fits, he puts his foot down

× baby would be smol angery bb all adorable in all her Bakugou genetics anger and he'd just stare, tapping his foot

× literally waits in place until she calms and looks up at him with big, round eyes, puffy red cheeks and ears lowered

× mission accomplished; he nods then picks her up;

× and you're there amazed??????

× "The fuck you lookin' at?" lil shit still has a foul mouth tho, but make him get just as pouty and embarrassed as the child in his arms by saying something cheesy like "How amazing you are as a dad 💕"

× all rainbows and unicorns until she starts repeating insults and fr tho, Katsu almost shits his pants, fearing your reaction. Will, hands down, chill out with the insults even if he meant no damage with them; he has this unreadable expression on, a mix of shame and fluster, dread too? he's sorry, ok????

× loves, loves, loves cooking for you both and once the kiddo has her own special chair to sit at the dining table together, that's when he sees it: his dream

× you, wiping some food off her cheek with a loving expression, talking about your day casually, baby giggling while she moves her face away playfully; he loves you both so much.

× has these rare moments where, at the end of the day once you're settled in bed, he'd hug you tight and thank you in his mind for... for this... all of it...

× once she starts walking they're both a disaster

× seriously, do not expect the household to be silent ever again [ well, that dream was gone long ago anyway lol ]

× "Where the fuck do you think you're goin'?"

× rapid giggle running around from place to place

× "Oh, for fucks—"

× "Katsuki." you only need to say, catching him in his insults

× 😳 ... "Kid, come back, we're goin' to the park." Skdjkdfkl

× sudden adorable tiny fast steps approach him bc they're going for walkies!

× he is very careful with her and teaches her about stranger danger; also teaches her how to growl and even if her attempt is a total failure, small rawr leaving her lips, he's like "Yes. Good job. Now give it more heart."

× he growls as an example

× she growls back, sounding like a cute lil pup 🥺💕

× as she grows up, she obviously acts more like her father yet he knows when to stop the bad behaviors and it only takes a warning growl from him to get her to cease

× yet somehow you're the strict parent at the end of the day??????? tf????????? who made the rules??????

× starts calling her brat, squirt, lil shit 💕lovingly💕

× "your child" if she did something bad

× "Your fucking child kicked the ball into the vase and broke it." Aha, nice one, Katsuki. Good job.

× not to brag but her puppy eyes don't work on him but yours do; the problem is her puppy eyes do work on you bc she's the light of your life so if she wants something; she'll puppy-eye you knowing you'll get it for her bc daddy loves you very much 💕💞

× literally evil mastermind; didn't I tell you she's sharp? pft, she's playing you both so hard

× every day he comes back from work she runs to him at the door, tail wiggling happily behind her as she stretches her arms to be picked up and he always does, without a doubt, then proceeds to kiss the top of her head

× come out to greet him too? the whole loving routine is his absolute thing and wants to see you, have you kiss his cheek; he complains but adores it soooooo much!

× you have a family night; BONDING WITH MOODY POMERANIANS. Yes, plural, and it sounds perfect~

× even if it's just one of those animated movies he hates so much, he'll watch through all of it and make sarcastic comments just to make you both laugh; will grin satisfied asf if he manages to do so bc he's the best.

× will definitely want another kid, so how about maybe a boy??? hmm???

× asks you if you're up for the idea and if you agree, he'll roll his eyes and crack his shoulders, acting so very uninterested and purely exhausted yet his smirk would give him away:

× "Knew you'd torture me with another devil"

× throw him out, istg— 💀

#bakugou katsuki headcanons #noire writes #bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugou x reader #hybrid!bakugou #hybrid!au

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tsukifanbase · 4 years ago

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Obey Me! Brothers Realize They Don’t Want M/C to Leave Devildom

Authors Note: aaaaaa not much to say here except.... enjoy!

Warnings: fluffffyyyy, lil bit angsty but like so is all of my writing hehe, nothin too bad

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Lucifer:

- idk i feel like luci already kinda suspected he had fallen head over heels for you

- i alsoo feel like he probably tried to push you away after he noticed you had stolen his heart

- never fear though, dear (m/c)! because lucifer didn’t quite account for how difficult it would be distance himself, either because you kept popping up at just the right time or because he subconsciously missed you :)

- anywhosie roll the tape lol

- lucifer vaguely wondered where all the time had gone

- just a few moments before, he was grinding through a ton of paperwork for your return to the human realm, and it hit him like a ton of bricks

- you were leaving

- it stunned luci, sure, he had known you were leaving at some point, and he was literally signing papers confirming that very fact, but it hadn’t quite clicked for him yet

- for a moment, he felt no sadness about your leaving, only shock and confusion

- not about how fast the past year had moved, more so, luci found himself hating the thought of not having you by his side

- it stunned him, keep in mind, all this time luci thought he was keeping you at a distance, when in reality, maybe you were so easy to love that he hadn’t even noticed when he let you get closer

- lucifer snapped out of it, and glanced around his office, his eyes landing back on the paperwork that he had abandoned

- the date printed across the paper was the same one he had memorized so long ago, the day you were leaving

- luci pushed himself away from his desk, and practically ran walked quickly to your bedroom

- you didn’t notice when he walked into the room, you were distracted, staring at a framed photo of the brothers and you at some event you went to in the past

- you were smiling, and lucifer felt himself melt when he saw that

- and in that moment, it didn’t matter that luci used to see you as a distraction

- because he realized that he loved you

- and with that new knowledge, his next move came easily

- after all, lucifer would never allow someone he loved so dearly to ever slip through his fingers, ever again

- “lucifer?”, your voice broke his train of thought, he was smirking at you, you weren’t quite sure when he had begun observing you, it wasn’t that you really minded though

-”is something troubling you?”, although he had that flippin gorgeous smile spread across his lips, you always had a knack at knowing when something was wrong

- lucifer didn’t stop smirking, but he made his way over to you

- “may i?”, luci gestured for you to hand him the photo, which you did pretty much immediately

- luci lifted the photo up closer so he could see you better, and then he chuckled as he handed the item back to you

- he pointed at mammon, “i seem to recall having to pour my drink on him that day”, lucifer chuckled to himself

- you looked surprised for a second, then squinted your eyes at mammon in the photo, his shirt was half drenched in an unknown, red liquid

- “i always wondered how he got soaked!”, luci smiled at you, then crossed his arms knowingly

- “do you want to know why?”, lucifer’s eyes remained glued on you, you were seemingly caught off guard, you then nodded

- “why?”, you asked, tilting your head slightly

- “he planned to ask you to dinner with him that evening”, luci seemed embarrassed for a moment, then his smirk returned

- “so why did that warrant getting a drink poured on him?”, you questioned, and lucifer took him eyes off you for the first time since he had entered the room, he sighed, then brought his gaze back to yours

- “because i recognized how much i hated sharing someone that was mine”, he chuckled, a light pink spreading across his cheeks, “especially with mammon”

- now i wish i could say you looked shocked, you didn’t, you looked smug as hell lolol

- “i don’t want you to return to the human realm”, lucifer lightly picked up your hand that wasn’t holding the photograph, he figured he would be straightforward

- you grinned at him

- “then i guess i’m not going back to the human realm”

Mammon:

- okay okay so lets be real here we all flippin knew mammon had a crush on you

- that included mammon actually

- he didn’t suppress his feelings like luci, in fact mammon had always been pretty open about the fact that he liked you, a lot

- mammon also realized you were leaving soon

- and that put faze one of his plan into action

- his logic was pretty flawed on this one y’all, but mammon figured, you couldn’t leave if hypothetically your transfer papers weren’t signed, or you were late for school that day, orrrr... i think you can see where i’m going with this

- mammon was determined, he would not let you leave devildom that day

- and that brings us to you, an hour late for school already, because your alarm hadn’t gone off

- you pulled on your uniform, and double checked that all your bags were packed, before making a mad dash out of the house of lamenation

- you checked your watch as you ran to the school, yes, you had definitely missed most of first period, but as long as you were in the school by the end of the day, you would be returning to the human realm without an issue

- or so you thought, turns out mammon had a million different things planned to keep you by his side indefinitely

- he had bribed your first period teacher to give you detention for being tardy, since he knew the teacher probably would have let you off the hook, seeing as it was your last day

- and yes, mammon spending his money on someone other than himself was usually unheard of, but who can say? desperate times call for desperate measures

- sometime before lunch hour, you wandered into the bathroom, making sure you looked decent, after all, you hadn’t really been able to check your appearance that morning

- in the mirror behind you, you saw three lower class demons wander into the restroom, giving you an evil smile that you just knew meant you would be late to your next period

- it was then that you realized something abnormal was clearly wrong

- the demons that had entered after you hadn’t said anything, nor made any more to hurt you, they simply stood by the door, knowing you weren’t going to take any chances with trying to get past

- they were keeping you in there, so what was their motivation?

- someone must’ve put them up to it

- eventually you were able to leave, the demons seemingly lost interest, you sighed and made your way to detention- it took place during lunch hour

- you took your seat in detention, and after a bit, you heard your teacher, that was supposed to be monitoring you, leave the room

- the teacher didn’t return, and the bell for your next class rung

- you walked over to the door, and attempted to open it

- the door was jammed

- because of course it was

- instead of yelling for help, you sighed and pulled out your phone

- you had a pretty good idea of who could’ve been behind all the bad things that had happened to you that day

- your phone barely rang once, before mammon picked up

- “hey, (m/c), what’s up?”, you could almost feel the nervousness dripping off his voice

- “mammon, why am i locked in a classroom right now?”, you replied, and just as you could hear mammon’s nerves, he could nearly hear the absolutely terrifying, ‘im gonna kill you’, smile that you had on your face

- mammon chuckled nervously, “sorry (m/c)! it’s for your own good!”, then he hung up

- you scowled at your phone, then went to call levi to tell him to come let you out

- it was pretty clear that mammon didn’t expect to see you sitting in your last class of the day, one of the classes the two of you shared

- he walked in with a big, smug smile on his face, which very quickly turned to a look of surprise, then fear

- mammon nearly walked out of the classroom, luckily the teacher was there to drag him back in by his jacket

- he sat down next to you, and attempted to pretend like nothing was wrong

- “hiya (m/c)! how’s my favorite human’s day been?”, you stared at him blankly

- the teacher still hadn’t started the lecture yet, so it gave mammon time to finally admit and explain his master plan to you

- he was sheepishly glancing away from you by the time he was done whisper rambling, he mumbled out a quick and quiet, “’m sorry, okay?”

- the teacher finally started lecturing the class about devildom history of something, when you broke out into a fit of quiet laughter

- mammon completely disregarded the teacher, blushing furiously, he thought you were laughing at him

- “hey it’s not that funny”, he pouted a bit before you seized your laughter, and took a deep breath in an attempt to calm yourself

- “you know you could’ve just asked right?”, you giggled a bit after you whispered that to him

- “huh?”, that caught mammon off guard

- “you could’ve just asked me to stay here with you”, pink dusted your cheeks, “i like you too mammon”

- you just killed him good job

Leviathan:

- ok ok ok levi is bb

- it took a little while for levi to actually trust you

- cos we all know that it takes a while for babe to warm up to people

- but hun when he finally does start wanting to be around you, you can bet that you’re his new bff

- it’s so cute like

- by the end of your stay in the devildom, you’re hanging out with levi pretty much every day (i say pretty much bc he is an introvert, he likes his alone time, so while you spend most of your time together, expect that he’s gonna want to be by himself sometimes)

- anyways

- you two got to know each other really well through hanging out so much, and levi caught feelings really quickly

- you were the first real person to ever show interest in the things he liked, and the first person to really listen to him

- you were kind to him, and also assured him that you enjoyed your time spend together, even when levi tried to insist you would never want to hang out with a yucky otaku

- so that brings us to the day you had to leave

- you had spent the morning in levi’s room, and had noticed that he was being clingier than usual (although ‘clingier than usual’ for levi literally just means that he was sitting like an inch closer to you than usual lol)

- the two of you were just about to beat the final boss in your favorite video game

- you hadn’t really noticed how much levi was staring at you, after all, your focus was completely trained on something else

- but i assure you, levi found himself glancing at you every few seconds, almost like he was trying to make sure you were still there

- it flustered him, and levi found himself blushing at the thought, but he cared for you more then he ever could have imagined

- remember, levi hadn’t ever really had a true friend, other than henry, of course

- he had been lonely for so long, and now that he had someone he wanted to spend the rest of his life beside, who could blame him for not wanting to let you out of his sight?

- and while that could’ve been deemed as possessive, it seemed levi was just acting out of fear

- he was afraid, because he really didn’t want to see you go

- you dealt the final blow to the boss, causing the credits for the game to roll, and you let out a sigh of relief

- you turned to grin at levi, and give him a high five in celebration, you lowered your hand when you noticed that levi was already staring at you

- his expression not quite blank, levi looked sad

- “levi?”, you tilted your head at him curiously, that seemed to snap him back to reality, and caused a deep red blush to settle on his face

- you smiled briefly before standing up to put the controller on a side table

- “is something wrong, levi?”, you turned back towards him to ask your question, “you’re not exactly as happy as i thought you would be after beating that boss”, you giggled to yourself when levi covered his blush with his hand, he was probably embarrassed that you had noticed

- “no, nothing’s wrong”, you could barely hear him, he was mumbling

- you went back over to where levi was sitting, kneeling so you were at his level

- “you’re sure that nothing is wrong?”, you placed a hand on levi’s knee in a soothing manner, his blush deepened, any physical contact usually did that to him

- levi was covering his face with both his hands now, then he said something, his speech was muffled by his hands, you couldn’t make out what he said

- he huffed, then dropped his hands from his face to cross his arms across his chest

- “could you stay with me?”, levi whispered, “please?”, this time you heard him clearly, and you smiled in a way that made him go fuzzy

- you carefully raised one of your hands up to levi’s cheek, cupping his face, then you pressed a kiss to his other cheek

- “i thought you’d never ask”

Satan:

- okay so pretty much here’s the run down

- satan typically wasn’t one to share his reading time with anyone else

- while it was extremely easy to ignore outside distractions while he was concentrating on a book, satan still preferred to read in isolation

- something about the calming atmosphere, no other care in the world but his book, it was satan’s getaway from the hectic life he lived

- he never was willing to share that getaway until he found you reading in the library about a week into your stay in the devildom

- it was the first time that he wasn’t even remotely annoyed by another person’s presence during his reading session

- of course you weren’t silent, but he found himself comforted by your being there

- ever since that point, it was pretty common to find the two of you reading in the library together

- although satan found himself drawn to you even when neither of you were reading, sometimes he would find himself sitting on the edge of your bed, doing his schoolwork while you played a game on your d.d.d.

- if satan was being honest with himself, you were probably the first person he had never gotten angry with

- you never gave him any reason to get upset, and he adored that about you

- you were like a breath of fresh air

- that brings us to the evening before your departure

- you had slipped into satan’s room while he was sitting at his desk doing schoolwork, he noticed you entered, but it was so normal for the two of you to seek each other that he really didn’t feel the need to comment on it

- you settled yourself on his bed, and quickly lost yourself in your book, not noticing when satan would occasionally peer back at you over his shoulder

- it was probably about an hour after you had entered the room that satan finished up the paper he was writing

- he glanced over at the clock, internally sighing at how late it had gotten, then he turned in his chair to look over at you

- you had your head propped up on your hands, but your eyes were closed, and your breathing steady- you were asleep

- satan walked over to where you were lying on his bed, lightly taking your book from you and placing it on the bedside table, before he pulled the covers over you

- satan sat down on the bed beside you, carefully, so he wouldn’t wake you

- he smiled when you mumbled something in your sleep, and moved a strand of your hair from your face

- “i wish you wouldn’t leave me yet, my dear”, satan turned away from you to turn the lamp off, allowing the room to be engulfed in darkness

- “so who do i ask to rip up my transfer papers?”

Asmodeus:

- hmmm well we all know that asmo adored you in every way

- he finally had someone to go shopping with! someone who wouldn’t eat his things or steal everything once he paid

- the two of you were pretty much inseparable, it was cuttteee

- you were a regular on his social media, and all his fans loved you just as much as he did

- asmo insisted on helping you do your makeup and choose your outfit one day early in your stay, and from that day on, it was pretty normal for him to burst into your room each morning to help your fashion game

- and pretty soon he was taking you to all his favorite shops and treating you to delightful food (he wanted to take pictures of it for his fans)

- the day you were supposed to leave the devildom, asmo woke you early, as if this were just any other day

- he decided to treat you to a special going away shopping trip, and said that anything you desired was as good as yours

- let’s get to the scene!

- asmo was holding up a shirt that was exactly your style, he had always been good at picking things you liked

- needless to say, you weren’t really focused on the shirt, and asmo would’ve been delighted to know that he was clouding your mind

- you didn’t want to leave the devildom, not only because you had come to see the brothers as family, but because you didn’t want to leave asmo

- all the time you had spent together had made you realize just how much you cared for him, and you were pretty much just waiting for asmo to ask you to stay

- “hmm? what’s this? my dear (m/c) you’re not getting distracted by my beauty, are you?”, he teased, glancing over the shirt before placing it back on the clothing rack.

- pink spread across your cheeks, and you shook your head, before going to look through the accessories

- you were close enough that you heard what he said next

- asmo let out a deep sigh, “i just can’t seem to focus today, knowing that i won’t be able to shop with my dear anymore”

- you turned to face him quickly, speaking before either of you really recognized what you said, “then why don’t i stay?”, you covered your mouth after those words slipped past your lips

- you looked up at asmo nervously, and found him staring back at you with utter awe, then it turned to joy

- asmo dropped whatever clothing he was holding and ran over to hug you, his grin brightening the room

- “do you really mean it?”, asmo asked hopefully, to which you nodded, and he squeezed you into another hug, you sunk into his embrace

- “i’m so glad”

Beelzebub:

- ok other than asmo, i think beel was probably the fastest to warm up to you

- although that could’ve been because of your talent with cooking (honestly you could just be making box mac and cheese and beel would still love that you were cooking for him XD)

- it was probably a few days into your stay when beel was casually complaining about being hungry, he was usually ignored by his brothers when his stomach rumbled, so needless to say, he was a little bit surprised when you offered to make him something

- he nodded, followed you to the kitchen, and boom you got yourself a lovable, hungry boy as your new bff

- from then beel pretty much came to you ever time he was hungry between meals, because while he could make himself food, he enjoyed your company and honestly just liked it when you cooked for him

- that means we talkin about midnight snacks, brunch like every day, afternoon meal, you and beel were spending a lot of time together

- beel started coming to you not only because he was hungry, but because he wanted to see you

- you would tell him stories about the human world and about your life while you made cooked, and beel started to love the faraway look in your eye as you reminisced

- he found himself drawn to you, your familiarity, something about you felt like home, although he wouldn’t have put it that way

- beel only realized that he liked being around you, and when he found out you would be leaving him soon, he only seeking you out more

- you guys were sitting in the kitchen, it was early in the morning, before breakfast

- you were making pancakes, still rubbing the traces of sleep from your eyes

- little did you know, that was probably the first time ever that beel didn’t really feel like eating, and he zoned out staring at a pancake thinking about that very fact

- if he wasn’t hungry, then why did he ask you to cook for him? why did he seek you out, and wake up early to go ask you to do something that wasn’t necessary?

- “beel?”, you asked, noticing that the pancake you had set in front of him a few minutes prior was still untouched

- you walked over to where beel was sitting and placed a hand on his shoulder gently, he felt himself relax into your touch, “are you okay?”, you asked him quietly, you were just a tad bit concerned that he wasn’t eating, you had never seen a piece of food survive in front of him for more than three seconds before

- and just like that, beel spoke before he even truly realized what plaguing his mind himself

- “can you stay in the devildom?”

- you stared at him in brief surprise before your face broke into a smile

- “sure, if you eat the pancakes i made you”

Belphegor:

- ok ok ok ok so we all know that belphie had some trouble with humans when he first met you

- butttt as soon as you two became friends, he started noticing all the things he used to love about humans, all within you

- you found joy in little things, lived your life taking on every new challenge, one after the other gracefully

- you were empathetic, and it always stunned him, but you never got angry with belphie after he tricked you

- if anything, you treated belphie with more kindness than he deserved, because you recognized that he tricked you, and kinda sorta tried to kill you, because he was in pain

- because he needed to blame someone else for his sister’s demise, so it wouldn’t break him

- anyways, once belphie began trusting you, he wanted to be around you constantly which you were totally okay with haha

- you reminded him of someone who was dear to him once, and it made him want to stay by your side forever

- okkkk so needless to say, belphie was 1000% a bad influence on you haaa

- like he was clever enough to get away with things he shouldn’t have gotten away with

- for example, lazy boyo was lazy, so he would show up to class late pretty much every day

- however, unlike other students, belphie would just kinda appear in his seat at some point during the class

- it made the teacher question if they were going crazy or if belphie had just been there all along and they hadn’t noticed

- like the teacher would literally do a double take, like they’re scanning the room to ask someone a question and their eyes land on belphie, and they just go, ‘hang on’

- you rarely saw belphie doing his school work, yet he would always have perfect grades

- anyways back to the original point

- belphie had curious ways of getting what he wanted, and that was no different the day you were scheduled to leave

- the two of you were sleeping, it was nearly noon, and you had been contemplating your escape from belphie’s arms for the past hour

- you had to be at RAD by the end of the school day, and at that rate, you would have missed the goodbye ceremony completely

- so it was either risk upsetting diavolo, prince of the devildom, or your sweet, sleepy boy

- you decided to take your chances with the one you knew better, and began the process of removing yourself from belphie’s grasp

- you took a deep breath of relief once you were out of bed

- it wasn’t like you didn’t enjoy cuddling with belphie, deep down you probably wished you could stay curled up with him forever, but you knew that you had to leave

- you wandered into the bathroom connect to belphie’s room, and started brushing your teeth

- when you finished brushing, you turned back towards the bathroom door, where belphie was leaning, rubbing his eyes and yawning

- you froze, and then you gave belphie a guilty smile, “good morning, bel”

- belphie crossed his arms, “where do you think you’re going?”, he never liked being woken up early, it always put him in a bad mood

- you looked at belphie curiously for a second, had he forgotten you were leaving? now that you thought about it, he really hadn’t ever acknowledged that you would be returning home, not once had you ever talking about it

- “i-”, you started, unable to finish your train of thought, as bel interrupted you

- “you’re leaving?”, he asked, but instead of sounding angry like you expected, his tone with playful, and you finally noticed a folded slip of paper bel was holding between his fingers

- you tilted your head at him, “bel?”, he smirked at you and stepped closer, holding out the paper for you to take

- you took the paper from him carefully and unfolded it, scanning over the printed words

- it was a document, one regarding your residence in the devildom, and at the bottom of the paper, was lucifer’s signature

- “bel? what is this?”, you glanced up at him, he was staring at you in the most loving way you could imagine

- “the paperwork that means you can stay”, belphie said carefully, picking up your hand and playing with your fingers

- you stared at him in disbelief before pulling him into a hug, “thank you, bel”

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tea-twords · 4 years ago

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Lee!Naegi and Ler!Kirigiri

Makotos being hard on himself, but luckily, Kyoko knows how to cheer him up.

I dunno if I already asked this

Don't worry, you haven't asked this one before!

Also, sorry if this is a more Interrogation fic than a Cheer up one

Pairing: Naegiri (Makoto x Kyoko)

Lee: Makoto

Ler: Kyoko

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Makoto Naegi had been sitting on the bed in his dorm at hopes peak, hands folded and staring at the floor. He was disappointed in himself. He should have pasted that test, he studied so hard for it! Now there's going to be a failed grade in his gpa...

Right in the middle of his thought process, his girlfriend, Kyoko, walked into the room.

"I've caught word that you were down. What's happened." She said in a down-to-earth way.

"Oh, nothing's wrong, I'm just feeling tired, is all!" Makoto lied. He didn't want Kyoko to worry about him.

"That's a lie. You can't lie to me."

That's not very surprising, she can see through any lie...He thought.

"I...I don't know..."

"You don't know what?"

"Um...Why I'm down?" He said, knowing his lie was extremely unconvincing.

Kyoko sighed. "I know you're hiding something from me. I want you to trust me, and I want you to tell me what's happened. If you still refuse, there will be consequences."

Truth be told, he didn't want to tell Kyoko, as much as he loved her. He thought it was a stupid thing to be upset over, yet he was still sad. Kyoko had probably seen a lot worse, anyway...

"What do you mean, there'll be con-HRK!"

Makoto was cut off by a quick claw from to the ribs by Kyoko, causing him to sharply inhale. Now he knew what she meant by consequences.

"W-wait, hold on-" He said as he got up and started backing away, Kyoko also getting up and walking towards him.

"K-Kyoko..."

"Makoto..."

She took a few steps forward, and He took a few steps back.

"Y-You don't have to do this..."

"I will have to, if you won't explain to me what's bothering you." She said, with an evil look in her eyes.

She took a few more steps forward. He took a few more steps back.

Makoto felt his back hit the wall. He had nowhere else to go. If he tried to run, he would be easily pulled back by Kyoko. He instinctively tried to cover some of his torso with his arms, knowing it won't do much. She was now wiggling her fingers, as he shrunk back as far as he could.

"Kyoko, w-wait, wahahaHAHAHAIHIT!" He was cut off by Kyoko scribbling her nails over his ribs.

"I gave you enough chances, now these are the consequences." Kyoko said with an evil smirk on her face.

Makoto tried to twist away from her, but it was so use. Her hands would just follow him wherever he went.

"You know, all you need to do is tell me what's bothering you."

"I-IHIHI CAHAHAHANT!" He forced out.

"...That's not going to help your situation."

And then she moved her hands to dig under his arms.

"AAAAAA! AHAHAHAHAHA KYOKOHOHOHO!" Makoto squealed and crouched to his knees. Kyoko just followed. It wasn't long before he had completely fell to the ground, curled up in a ball.

"I won't stop until you tell me."

"B-BUHUHUT IHIHTS STUHUHUPIHID!"

"Wrong answer."

And then she moved down to scratch over his stomach.

"EHEHE! NOHOHOHOHO!"

"Then tell me."

"NNNG...FIHIHIHINE!"

And with that, she relented. Makoto lay panting on the floor, trying to catch his breath.

"D-...Do I have to?" Makoto shyly asked.

"Is that even a question anymore?"

"Right..."

He took a deep breath.

"You know the test that we took the other day? I um...I didn't really do so well...and I was just kind of bummed about it..." Makoto avoided eye contact.

"...You nearly made me kill you...over a test?"

"I-...I know, it's a stupid thing to be upset over-"

"No, that's not what I'm saying." She interrupted.

"..."

"You could have just told me from the beginning. I'm not going to judge, it's only natural for someone to feel that way if they don't do as well as expected."

"…"

"Understood?"

"Y-yeah, I guess..."

"Good."

She brushed herself off.

"Are you still upset over it, though?" She asked.

"Well...a little bit, yeah, if I'm being honest..."

He looked up at her. He saw the same evil look in her eyes.

"Wait, WAIT KYOKO HOLD ON! KYOHOHOKO!"

#danganronpa tickle #naegiri #Lee!Makoto #Ler!Kyoko #makoto naegi #kyoko kirigiri #OHHHH MY GOD #THIS WAS SO LONG #I INDULGED TO MUCH #AAAAA

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oh-theatre · 5 years ago

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You Can't Force A Fairytale (Chapter 1)

Chapter title: Into The Unknown

A/n: aaaaAAAAAA me starting another series?? but ofc!! I'm actually so excited because um yes! Also, this seems so confusing I'm sorry!! I'm trying AAAAAA!! Anyway, I hope you enjoy it, please please leave me comments!! Also!! Objection! is still going and will still be updated regularly (probs more than this tbh) I just really wanted to get this out

also if this is confusing i understand, so please tell me and ill try and clear it out!

words: 2064

summary: Virgil is suddenly thrown into this magical world of kingdoms and royalty. Coming from the modern world into this fairytale land isn’t easy but he meets some eccentric people. He has to collect 3 amulets from three princes to return home. The loveable Prince Logan, the radiant Prince Roman, and the passionate Prince Patton. Of course, all fairytale have dark and evil just wafting through… It definitely isn’t what Virgil expected to get up to during his winter break…if it even was winter here

pairings: Eventual logicality, eventual prinxiety, eventual demus, eventual remile (These might change but for now im love them)

warnings: bow and arrow, violence, injuries, magic, swearing

Ao3 Link

“Come on!” Patton squeals as his horse simply races faster. He takes a step stabilizing himself as he takes upon the holster. He looks behind him, steadying his bow as his eyes make contact with one of the king's men. He aims a little lower, firing away instantly grabbing the reins of his horse. He smiles giddy allowing himself to take a right turn into the forest, disappearing in the ember trees ablaze with a fiery passion.

“You're going to get caught one day” Logan chides helping Patton down from his steed, Patton laughs falling comfortably into his arms, his boots landing on the rough terrain. “Pat, it's not funny!”

“No, it’s not” Patton pouts, hardly keeping his giggles under control. “I’m sorry, it's just ah! The excitement!” Patton keeps a hold on Logan’s hand, their gloves keeping them apart. The rustle of leaves alerting them as they reseat themselves upon Nork. “My liege” Patton teases, Logan flicks him gently wrapping his arms around Patton's waist. A shivered tickle runs down Patton, Logan lays his head on the prince’s shoulder.

“Ready” Logan tightens his grip, nervous even though he'd been on the horse a million times, Patton allows his face to dust a light pink.

“Giddyup!” He taps the reins lightly, and off they go. “Try and come after us now...your highness” He mocks sweetly, Logan laughs simply deepening his hold.

~~~

“Ow, my head” Virgil groans sitting up, his body feeling heavier than it had. His clutches the ground around him seizing as the grass tickles his fingers carefully. “What the…” He watches the world around him, realizing the snow had disappeared and the roof keeping him safe to play games all day was gone. Panic set in but he allows it to be surface level, don’t let it dig through you...don’t let it.

“Are you alright?” Virgil didn’t mean to jump but the voice had felt embodied. Like if it was in his head of sorts, but alas. Virgil fears what might come should he look up but does so anyway, meeting a curious young boy around his own age. “Oh! I’m sorry! I hadn’t meant to startle you!” His voice was so...posh? His clearly English accent felt so sophisticated, Virgil was embarrassed to speak. His gruff mumbles nothing compared. “I’m Dolion” The boy extends his hand, allowing Virgil to caution his way towards it.

“Virgil” He greets, dusting himself off. Should he have done that? What if this kid was trying to murder him? He takes a breath, reminding himself of what his therapist had told him should he find himself in a dire situation. Being transported millions of ways from home definitely qualified, right? “D-do you know where we are?” He wonders, still taking in his surroundings. Dolion shakes his head, looking just as confused.

“Peculiar” The boy decides, picking up a small flower. The yellow radiated from his hand before exploding shortly after. The boys jumped back, fear upon their faces.

“What the actual hell?” Virgil questions, now much more aware of where his feet were. “What was that?” He murmurs, treading lightly as he joins Dolion, examining the remains.

“I have absolutely no idea” He replies, his hand grazing the grass, more curious than frightened. “Oh...my! Virgil look!” Dolion taps incessantly, Virgil turns ready to condemn him but his eyes fall widening as they lay upon a castle.

“Holy…” Virgil trails off, he must be dreaming. Quickly rubbing his eyes he takes a deep breath. Ok, scenarios. One; he was kidnapped. Two; He’s dreaming. Three; He’s been drugged. This couldn’t be real? When had his breathing felt short, hold on...focus? “Eyes” He mumbles

“Eyes?” Dolion repeats, Virgil shakes his head, the world becoming less of a blurry image.

“Sorry, I’m good” He lies “Let’s just figure out where the fuck we are” How he was so calm? It had to be the weird aura the floated softly over the land, he felt...at home

I gotta get out of here

…

Wherever here is

~~~

“Mm tired” Patton mumbles, his eyes barely fluttering as Nork continues slowly. Logan nods hopping off of the horse, steadying himself as he leads them over to a sheltered cove. Patton falters awake, sliding off the horse carefully, allowing Logan to snake his arm around his waist. “Thank you Lo” He mutters sweetly, Logan nods keeping him stable.

“Of course, you should get some rest. You’ve been at it for hours” Logan advises, setting Patton down in a bed of leaves, the twigs barely poking the surface of his cloak. Logan goes to his neck, a quick rush as he realizes something is missing. Patton hears his quick shuffles, opening his eyes.

“Logan? What is it?” Patton sits up, his demeanor becomes alert as Logan’s eyes dart frantically around.

“My amulet, it’s gone” He identifies, Patton jumps up taking a shoulder, allowing comfort to seep through him, knowing full well his next words aren’t going to do so.

“No its not” He mumbles pulling his bow, his arrow pointed down as he examines the terrain. “Logan, move very slowly” He warns, the prince nods. He aims his arrow, allowing it to fly through the air, knocking something out of a tree. “Who’s there?!” He questions

“Patton” Just a distraction. Patton turns quickly, to find Logan isn’t where he left him. He simply watches as two men grab hold of Logan, doing the same to him on his end. His bow clatters to the ground as he struggles.

“Logan!” He cries, fighting against the brute forces that hold him. “Let him go!” He begs, he could care less what happens to him. But Logan had done nothing wrong. Soon the world silences as slow steps crunch upon the forest leaves.

“Hello Patton” The voice, as always, was deep. Not formal enough, but authoritative as it spoke.

“Your majesty” Patton seethes, Logan hates the sound. He knows it’s only reserved for certain people, but even then never should something so awful fall from Patton’s mouth. “Let him go!” He tries once more, the king has to admire his resilience. A swift kick and a graceful twirl and Patton could have these men staring down his bow but that would put Logan in danger.

“You know what you have to do Patton, it's really quite simple” The king smiles, evil drips from his perfectly punctured face.

“I’ll go with you just, please… let him go” He surrenders, his eyes watching Logan, the prince shakes his head. The prince doesn’t need his help but it was easier to go down without a fight. The king snaps and Logan topples to the ground, his knees sink into the dewed grass.

“Your father misses you dearly Prince Logan” The king turns now, facing a recovering Logan.

“I doubt that” He mumbles, the king laughs. A bellowed sound as he snaps once more. “My amulet?” He requests, the king mutters but with a flick of his fingers, a deep blue amulet returns to its rightful place around Logan’s neck.

“Take him home” He instructs, Patton pulls more, tugging as hard as he can. “Now now, don’t make this worse” The king mocks. Patton sighs defeated, his gaze never moving from where Logan is. A quick look is shared between the pair as Logan is promptly stuffed into the back of a carriage, ill find you again. “Now him” The king points, Patton stands shaking off the men. He grumbles as he kicks the floor beneath him, following the king to a separate carriage. He looks around making sure the area is clear as the rest of the people pile in. He waves his hands swiftly, watching as his bow disappears behind a cloud of glistening mist. He smirks triumphant, taking his place next to the king, trying to drown out the sounds of Nork whining for him as they attach him to the carriage.

~~~

“Are we there yet?” Virgil moans, Dolion stops turning to him. His head cocks.

“There where?” Dolion questions “I hadn’t realized we had a set destination” Dolion quips, at first Virgil found his naivety charming, adorable even but now? Now it was getting on his nerves. They had no idea where they were, they didn’t even know each other. Virgil had to wonder why he felt so calm, maybe it hadn’t set in. Or maybe he knew truly deeply, he was dreaming. He had to be. He also had to be distracted as he lunges forward tripping over a newly appeared rock.

“Ow..” He grumbles, sitting up. Dolion catches up to him, kneeling beside him.

“Are you alright?” He asks for what seems like the millionth time. He helps him stand once more. “That’s odd, that wasn’t there before” He turns, Virgil follows his gaze realizing the entire scene had changed. Not even a moment ago they had been traversing through an open field yet somehow...they now seemed intertwined in a dark forest. Looming trees watching their every move. The shadows were already uneasy but the hidden rustles of movement didn’t help.

It also didn’t help that nothing felt real, Virgil almost couldn’t feel his innards. Typically he’d be freaking out, but instead, he felt defiant. As if he should have a sword in his hand, ready to fight his way to victory.

What the hell is wrong with me?

“Oh, you’re not from around here, are you?” Virgil was going to need people to stop doing that. He jerks his body towards the source, feeling Dolion mimic his movement. It took a moment to adjust as the light settled and the mist cleared. A bright pink cloud disappeared as a figure descended gracefully landing upon a clearing. Talk about sensory overload, Virgil blinks. The figure was dressed from head to toe in a mixture of pink and brown. His clothes flying around him, as he himself simply was. Glasses sat atop his nose, drooping ever so often, little crinkles as he smiles through their conversation. “Oh! I’m sorry! I hadn’t meant to startle you!”

“I’m not..startled” Virgil pouts, crossing his arms against his chest.

“I’m Emile” He greets moving forwards, Dolion marvels as he doesn’t walk but...hovers. He whisks his wand and finally plants himself on the ground. He waves it once more, Virgil watches as the glitter follows him, dancing around him before disappearing leaving his head clear.

“What are you? Some kind of fairy godmother?” Virgil mocks, Emile laughs a sickeningly sweet sound.

“More like a fairy godfather!” He exclaims delighted, Virgil’s frown stays. “I’m here to help you!” He smiles, Virgil wonders how long it’s going to take until he gets sick of that. Nobodies’ teeth should be that white.

“I just wanna go home” Virgil begs, feeling now how desperate he is. His entire body exhausted as it trails behind him. His eyes plead softly as they meet Emiles. The fairy figure pouts sadly, his glasses drooping “Can you help us?” Emile hesitates but nods

“Of course i -“ Another poof as a darker cloud surrounds the forest, another figure appears. His hair falls into his face covering his eyes, a grey streak lining it. He wears an extravagant outfit mixed with black and greens, a mischievous smile. Around his neck lay a simple necklace with a name engraved; Remus

“And then Emile the fairy godfather said ‘No fuck you’” Remus narrates lazily, Emile groans but slowly his eyes grow wide. Virgil jumps right into Dolion, the boy keeping him steady. “Yeah hi,” Remus waves, Dolion waves back, an intrigued smile spreads.

“Prince Remus! What are you doing here?” Emile inquires, Remus turns to the fairy figure cocking his head.

“It's not prince anymore” He hardens, something raw about it. “And Im...not entirely sure. I was hoping you could help me” Remus says honestly, Emile nods waving his wand hoping something should occur.

“I don't...I don't understand” Emile dims, his gaze falling towards the floor.

“And so, a newly discouraged Emile and two confused travelers would embark on their journey” Remus recites, quickly covering his mouth. “I...I don't know where that came from” He admits. Virgil sighs, comfortably allowing his head to fall upon Dolion's shoulder. The other boy not sure why, but he doesn't mind the gesture.

“And now the show begins” He mutters as the group ready themselves, for the unknown.

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headoverjojo · 5 years ago

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Hey Tri? Psssss, pssss 👀 Evil!Trish??? >:3 (Aaaannndddd hhuuuugggg ʕっ•ᴥ•ʔっ)

Esteeeeee :,) ⊂（♡⌂♡）⊃ hewwo :3 aaaaaa you know that I have a soft spot for this hhhh 💚 and! I’ve added also some Dad!Diavolo since I’m a weak woman. Alright, let’s go!

Diavolo and Evil!Trish

(Under the cut for length!)

Diavolo should have known better. He should have known that leaving the leading to Doppio wouldn’t have been a great idea. But, at the time, Diavolo’s personality wasn’t still completely formed and so couldn’t take total control of Doppio’s body as he would have done in future. So he couldn’t have stopped him from bonding with that girl, Donatella Una, and prevented all the consequences from that contact.

Just after the destruction of his hometown and the foundation of his organization, Passione, he found out that Donatella, his old crush, had been pregnant. And not by some random man, no. By him.

The baby was his.

Diavolo never felt so much dread sitting in his guts. The baby… must have been terminated. It was too dangerous, they… couldn’t live. He wanted to delete his past, all his past, included Donatella and the baby who, hearing his informators, hadn’t more that six months. It was something that required his presence.

Following the informations, Diavolo came to his ex-girlfriend’s house. Here… the kid. Donatella was sleeping, oblivious of the menacing presence that was about to end the life of her precious… daughter.

Diavolo’s green eyes reflected in the baby’s ones. A puff of pink hair -right like his- stood on her tiny head, so easy to crush. He looked at the letters above the cribs- Trish… so the baby was called Trish.

His daughter was called Trish.

He looked down at her again, tilting his head to a side. How strange… a creature so little could be so dangerous. He felt drawn to her, as they shared a soul bond; once adult, she would have felt it too, always knowing where he was, putting him, in fact, in danger. She must be eliminated.

He lifted his hand, ready to hit, as his King Crimson came to life, but, to his utter stupor, the little girl lifted her small hands too, opening and closing her little fists, staring at King Crimson. She…. could see his stand? She was a stand user too, so? Unexpectedly, a wave of pride washed over him. His daughter was already a stand user. Of course, she was his daughter, Diavolo’s daughter, the daughter of the most powerful stand user of the whole world. He couldn’t have expected less.

And this made him reflect.

Killing her… was the right choice, in the end? Having a heiress sounded incredibly alluring… and the baby had already showed her abilities, if only… if only well educated, if he would have made her grow up in his world, made her totally loyal to him…

He slowly lowered his hand, instead picking up the little girl, holding her, a bit awkwardly. Trish looked up at him, as she already knew who he was, and patted his cheek with her little chubby hand. For the first time since long, long time, a gesture so simple teared from him a small smile.

“Yes, my child. You know who I am. You’re going to grow up with me. You’ll become strong and loyal. You’ll be my worthy heiress, Trish.” he murmured, as the baby stared in his eyes, fearless, as she knew that her destiny, from that moment on, would have depended by that man, by her father. The life she had known and barely remembered, her mother… it all was washed away.

Trish grew at Diavolo’s side, always watched and followed by her father. Since her early childhood, Diavolo grew her as his utterly loyal and devoted daughter and heiress. She never thought even for an instant about betraying him. He was her father, the only parent she had ever known: he was everything.

She knew about her father’s splitted personality, the Diavolo one and the Doppio one: she loved them both, as she was both’s daughter. She had Diavolo’s coldness and decision, but Doppio’s sweet and soft traits: it was crazily useful when she was in mission. Who would have ever suspected of a girl with a so innocent face?

Diavolo was proud of his daughter. She was rightly as he had pictured her: strong willed, sharp minded, discrete, ready to follow his orders… And her stand, Spice Girl, even if not as strong as his King Crimson -not that he blamed her for this: being as strong as King Crimson was impossible- was incredibly useful and she used it with smartness. It was what mattered the most.

It wasn’t all good, however. Some people in the organization still tried to find out his identity and, if someone would have ever known about his precious daughter, it would have been the end of him. So he terminated immediately who could have been a threat both to him and Trish, who he had sent in a secret city of North Italy to study. To his dismay, he was grown attached to the little girl, getting used to have her at his side… now that she was a teenager and far away, he felt a little nostalgic. He… missed his girl.

But, when she was 15 years old, things dropped way too suddenly for his tastes.

News about his daughter filtered out and arrived to the Squadra Esecuzioni, a team that, since the dispatch of two of its members, had been kept under observations. They thought, not wrongly, that with the Boss’ daughter in their hands they could have located him but what it mattered more for him was Trish’s safety. So she sent her to Pericolo, who sent her to Bucciarati and his team. Diavolo observed from afar, closely following his daughter’s journey with the team. To his utterly satisfaction, Bucciarati’s kids showed an unexpected strength, killing one by one the members of Squadra Esecuzioni. Even better, he wouldn’t have had to move a finger. He observed his daughter, how she blent perfectly with the team in the role of the spoiled girl who didn’t know a thing about mafia and its dangers. If only they knew…

He had to meet her at Venice. For that time, all the Squadra, minus Risotto, had been annihilated. Risotto was a too high target: he would have gone personally. But until then… he would have had his daughter back. Bucciarati and his team would have been compensated and all would have gone well and nicely.

Just that it didn’t go like this.

Bucciarati’s team betrayed him. Thinking that “they were saving Trish for a man who sold drug to children”, what a bullshit. Still, his heart swell in pride when Trish didn’t let the cover fall down. Just as he taught her….

He ordered to his Unità Speciale to block them and kill the traitors, but not to lay a hand on his daughter. He got angrier and angrier when even his Unità Speciale was wiped out by those damn kids.

How dared they to try to hunt him down like a dog?! They really thought to have a chance to kill him, Diavolo, Don of Passione? To beat his King Crimson? They didn’t even know that he was hiding behind his sweet Doppio, that his precious daughter was luring them all to the death they deserved. The first to fall had been Abbacchio, Moody Blues’ user. He was too dangerous to stay alive. Still, they seemed to have plans… he felt, through his daughter, where they were heading and so did he. Still, he sent before Cioccolata and Secco, that freak duo, in an attempt to buy time. He would have arrived soon enough to block them -even once for all if needed- and take back his daughter.

But then came the Coliseum and Polnareff and all seemed to just crumble down as a sand castle. So… this was his end? A so inglorious end? And what about his daughter? What fate waited for her?

But it seemed that fate wasn’t totally done with him. He could snap off Doppio, immediately following his daughter’s soul during the swap. Trish knew, of course she knew. But she didn’t say a word, just lightly smirked, feeling stronger now that she knew that her father was near her. Now no one, no Bucciarati’s team, no Requiem bullshit could defeat them.

She carefully acted as usual, as the scared, distressed and spoiled girl, criticizing the body -Mista the gunman, if he remembered well- she was ended in. Thanks to her, Diavolo could call King Crimson out and eliminate the threat embodied by Narancia Ghirga, Aerosmith’s user, the only one who could have unmasked them.

But it wasn’t finished. Bucciati, Mista and Giorno Giovanna were still alive. He and Trish had to play smartly their cards, to get the arrow and be invincible.

And oh, they did it.

They played in a perfect tandem, fooling them all. Fooling even Giorno, who thought to be so smart and always one step above them. Oh, what a stupid, stupid boy. Like he could compete with him and his daughter.

And, right when they all thought it was done, that Diavolo could have been taken down once for all, Trish thrown away the mask.

Holding the arrow, with a smirk on her -Mista’s- face, she stared at her ex -or, better, they never were so- comrades. And, in that moment, they all understood. Too late to prevent what was by now unavoidable.

Trish sank the arrow in her father’s stand and the last bell rang for the traitors, in a requiem which was just for them.

#jjba #vento aureo #the court of the crimson king #diavolo #doppio #trish una #evil!trish #alternate vento aureo ending #scenario #sfw #estellea

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another idea®: so sometimes little!ja//ck gets reeeaaaalllly bratty, especially when daddy ma//rk has been super busy for a long time. He bugs ma//rk all day long, begging to play and do things and get a snack and so on, and he's largely ignored just because his daddy is busy. So lil ja//ck walks to the middle of ma//rk's office, pulls his diaper down, and unleashes a monstrously full bladder all over the hardwood. Cue his lil butt getting the spanking of its life!! 💕

AAAAAA I LOVE THIS?? I ADORE BRATTY LITTLES AND PEEING IN PLACES UR NOT SUPPOSE TO ALSO UNEDITED AF WHEN I QUEUED THIS PLS FORGIVE ME LITTLE JACK ANON 😭jack crawling around and playing on the kitchen floor as mark passes through. busy talking on the phone about tour dates and venues in other states. he throws sammy up in the air to get mark's attention. "daaaaaaaddy," he whispers, "pwaaaaaaay wif me." "excuse me for a second," mark laughs and pulls the phone away, "jackie, i told you today's a busy day for daddy. i can't play with you right now so please be a good baby and play by yourself, okay? look!!" mark held sammy up to his ear, gasping, "sammy says he wants to play with your blocks!! see, theres something you can do!!"jack pouts as mark returns to his call, "i'm so sorry!! now, what venues are open for the west coast stops? arizona still needs one..."jack crawls off, clad in only his sweater and diaper, sammy in hand. he pulls out his foam blocks and starts to build. he decides on a spaceship, but changes his mind halfway through to a makeshift house for sammy. using yellow and blue blocks as he stacks them high. why was daddy being so boring and dumb? why couldn't daddy goofy and happy, playing with him and watching cartoons? jack pouted more as he continued building. sucking on his paci gently.***it was lunch time, and mark set down a couple of cookies, a bottle of apple juice, and a bowl of mac and cheese. "jackie!! lunch time!!" mark yelled as he grabbed his phone and laptop again. jack toddling into the dining room. his heart dropping as he saw mark walk away."daddy!!""jackie?""'possed ta eat wif me...""jackie, daddy's very busy with work and the tour. can you eat with sammy while i call around again? i promise i'll make it up to you."the soft smile mark gave was enough to make jack accept his circumstances and nod. blinking away tears as mark kisses his forehead. "yell for me when youre all done, jackie!!""daddy maded me sad, sammy," jack sniffles as he shovels a helping of mac and cheese in his mouth, "why he no wike me anymor'?"***it was nearing nap time for jack -- 3:30. he gathered up his blankies and fluffed his pillow before heading into the living room. setting his favorite storybook about space down in daddy's chair and snuggling up. waiting for his daddy. he waited.and waited.and waited.and waited some more. tears rushing to his eyes as he poked his head up to see if mark was anywhere. oh no, not sad tears -- tears of anger. of frustration, of misunderstanding.he whimpered and threw his blankies off of his body. throwing his pillow away too, a full on temper tantrum. how dumb was daddy to forget his naptime story?! how dumb was daddy to forget him?! how dumb was daddy to just leave him all alone WITHOUT a story?!"why daddy a dumb dumb, sammy?! why he stupid and forgetten naptime?!"jack held the plushie to his ear, as if listening to him talk. smiling as he pretended to hear sammy talk up an evil plan. "i can go potty now," he smirked, "dummy daddy gon' pay attention to me and not boring old work wike tours..."with a sneaky movement, jack made his way to the door of mark's office. open a jar as he held sammy. ***"so Phoenix? i guess that can work out if we hurry out of Arizona and make it to Sacramento the next day." mark sighed, god, the tour dates being mixed up and NOW having to fix it? the stress was heavy on his shoulders, including the fact he couldn't spend as much time with his baby boy as he'd like to. hoping to make it up to jack with pizza for dinner when he'd wake up from his nap."hmm? oh no, it's fine. i can call back tomorrow for sure, 8:30 am okay? yeah, no no -- you've been so helpful, thank you!!" he hung up. great. another delay--he looked up as jack walked into his office. teary eyes yet obnoxious smirk. "jackie? i still need one more venue to call-- wait, isn't it naptime, baby boy?"jack said nothing as he pulled down his diaper. bladder aching to be released. mark sat completely stunned at jack's actions until he heard it. the soft hissing and jack's hand aiming towards the hardwood floor of his office. his urine splattering on the floor as he sighed. continuing to make his puddle -- knowing daddy can't ignore him now!!mark sat shocked, phone still in hand as jack just...peed all over the floor. his bladder not giving up for a solid two minutes. the puddle massive as jack sighed one last time and pulled his diaper back up. wincing as it felt uncomfortable to pull up. smirking at daddy mark and cross his arms, "that for being dumb, daddy, and being boring--"jack didn't finish his sentence as his daddy grabbed his wrist and led him to the couch on the other side of the office. jack squirming and crying as he tried to get away. his legs kicking as he knew what would come next."no!! no daddy!! no mean it!! d-daddy the smartest and funnest and m-makes jackie happy--""how DARE you do such a naughty thing on the FLOOR!" mark yelled, "look at that! look at how long its going to take me to clean it up AND get the smell out. i have tour managers and tyler coming over TOMORROW.""d-daddy!!" jack sniffled, "'m sowwy!!""sorry isn't going to cut it, jack." mark sighed, knowing no matter what headspace jack was in -- he'd use his safeword to get out of it. even deep into headspace, he could still utter a 'yellow' or 'red'.so he went on with the punishment. sliding off jack's diaper and exposing his pale bottom. using on arm to pin down jack to his lap and the other to steady him."i'm giving you 25 spankings for going pee pee on the floor, do you understand?"jack nodded -- but mark wanted to hear his consent."use your words.""i understand, daddy.""3...2...1," mark huffed as he got to work. his hand firm as he slapped jack's left bottom cheek. the little crying harder as he did. the punishment getting to his head as he cried, knowing he shouldn't have listened to sammy.the punishment was long. mark's hand going numb as he spanked jack's cheeks and upper thighs. the little whimpering as his bottom glowed an angry red. sniffling as mark brought him into his lap after the 25th spank. ***mark applied oil to help with the stinging pain and rediapered jack. saying not a single word as he did, holding his baby boy in his arms as he settled. still crying. "jackie," mark sighed, "why would you do such a thing to daddy? why would you go pee pee anywhere else but the potty or your diaper?""c-cause you too busy and and and..." another sob, "maded me fweel sad and mad cause i don' think you wike me no more..." guilt washed over mark. had he been ignoring jack that much? had jack just been looking for attention?"jackie?" mark asks, lifting up jack's head gently by his chin so he could wipe his tears. "don't you ever think i dont like you anymore, i love you very much. you mean the world to me, baby boy, and i'm so grateful to have you in my life. you make me feel nothing but joy, happiness, and love."jack nodded and hugged mark, "i'm so sorry i've been so busy with work, jackie. and i'm so sorry i made you feel that way, can you forgive me?"jack paused before sneaking his thumb into his mouth and sucking. nodding gently. "sowwy wented pee pee on floor...no do it anymore."mark giggled, kissing jack and holding him there for a while. nuzzling and kissing his blushing cheeks before setting him down on the bed -- naked save for his new diaper. "how about you let daddy clean up and we'll go downtown to your favorite pizza shop for dinner, hmm? and after we can go watch a movie at the mall."jack nodded excitedly before giggling and leaning up to kiss mark's cheek. happy he and his daddy loved each other so much to forgive so easily."but no soda for you, jackie!!" mark called from the hallway, "your bladder might not hold it and flood your diapers!!"jack giggled and blushed, hiding his face. oh, was his daddy so silly!!

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pantton-sandacers · 7 years ago

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Fav moments from “Fitting in (Hogwarts houses)”

I’m rewatching the video while eating a tub of ice cream and squealing because MY SONS ARE SO PURE so I thought I’d make a post about the AMAZING MOMENTS IN THIS VIDEO.

NEVILLE GONNA GIVE YOU UP

thE NEW INTRO FOR THE SANDERS SIDES!!!! I SQUEALED WHEN I SAW IT

L: “How is anyone supposed to take me seriously when your head looks like Barney’s unshaven armpit?”

R: “You could’ve gone with more colors, full rainbow next time!” T: “Oh, I’m already full rainbow all the time!” R: *laughing* “You did not!”

ROMAN ASKING WHERE VIRGIL IS BECAUSE HE WANTS TO SEE WHAT VIRGIL THINKS OF HIS HAIR

“PANIC! AT THE EVERYWHERE”

That cute lil voice when Thomas is inviting Virgil up “Virgl, wanna come out? Come out, you wanna see what people think of the hair?”

THAT “Yaaaass boy!” ROMAN DOES WHEN SEEING VIRGIL WITH THE HAIR

THAT FINGER SNAP PATTON DOES WHEN VIRGIL APPEARS WITH THE HAIR

P: “Isn’t good mental health important?” L: *breathes in* “yEAH” WHAT EVEN KIND OF SOUND DID LOGAN MAKE IT SOUNDED LIKE A BARN ANIMAL OR SOMETHING I WAS CACKLING

“THE GREAT SELFIE GAMES”

V:”Likes one of those Crayola crayon Halloween packs” did he really pronounce ‘crayon’ like ‘cran’ i cannot trust him anymore

V:”I’m just trying not to bring the group down here” P:”You only help to lift me up you sweet and sour, misunderstood shadowling”

ROMAN DEDUCTING THE REASON VIRGIL WANTS TO BLEND IN AND MAKING SURE TO BRING IT TO THE ATTENTION OF THE OTHERS SO THAT HE CAN BE INCLUDED MORE BECAUSE HE CARES ABOUT HIM AAAAAAAHH

That cUTE LITTLE “I know!” FROM ROMAN AFTER LOGAN COMPLIMENTED HIM

“TONKS”

Roman just PULLING UP HIS SWORD WHEN PATTON SPOOKED HIM

Can we just talk about the part where Thomas started explaining Harry Potter to Virgil? Like, we’d assume he knows about it because he’s a part of Thomas but like, ???? WHAT DOES THIS MEAN???

Patton’s serious little tangent about the spider. someone hug my boy and save him from the spiders

R: *calls Logan a nickname* P: “Ooh! School him!... Don’t be mean, though.”

T:“Pump the breaks, princey!”

CROFTER’S

L:“Dobby decimal system”

T:”Gryffindors are also determined and chivalrous” V:*whispers*”And this is the one Roman thinks he’s in?” R:”Uh-yuh doy?” idek how to type the sound he made

L:”Well I don’t think I’m smarter than everyone else... I know I’m smarter than everyone else”

R:”You’re the softest little puffball we got, Padre” V:”You don’t have to be mean to hi-“ P:”AAAAAWW!!! THANK YOU, ROMAN!” R:”See?” V:*is taken back*

R:”What the heckity heck? Five abs and one peck?”

P:”If you keep talking bad about yourself I am going to physically fight you!” Reminds me of the “I WILL PUNCH YOU WITH FRIENDSHIP” vine (now I need someone to animate/make a comic of that vine but with Patton and Virgil pls) T:”No, no, that is the opposite of helpful, Patton” P:”Nobody talks about my child like that” “MY CHILD” I’M SCREECHING P:*does ‘i’m watching you’ gesture towards Virgil* V:*is taken back*

R:”I’m not evil!” V:”Says who?”

hTE CUTE LITTLE “oooh! It’s blue!” WHEN PATTON GETS HIS RAVENCLAW HAT

[about why Patton would be a ravenclaw] R:”Well he’s always coming up with those witty puns!” I’m very glad people realize having a quick wit is essential to the art of punning L:”You call those witty?” P:”Well you call those glasses?” L:”I mean, yes? I’m not sure if you’re implying-” P:”Well I don’t think they’ll pick up, they don’t have a cell phone! Zing!” *laughs* I really admire this pun cause it took me a second to get it but I when I did, I was like “eY” L:*breathes out*”Okay, I-I’m gonna walk that off for a second.”

P:”Logan seems more like a Gryffindor!” R:”Uh, why is that now, Patton?” P:”’Because he’s my hero” L:”We 👏 get 👏 it, 👏 you’re 👏 a 👏 dor 👏 a 👏 ble!” My heart beats for logicality

T:”You don’t all have to be in different houses” P:”oh,bu, oobu, oh, bu wo, but wouldn’t that be nifty?” I have no idea how to type up the noise he made but it was adorable

PARANAVIGILANT

I’m so glad for this moment because you can tell Roman is really trying his best to be nice to his friend.

P:”Hufflepuffs are also modest!” V:”Less modest, more self-deprecating” P:”What’s that?” V:”I talk bad about myself” P:*voice cracking*”I will phYSICALLY FIGHT YOU!”

V:”And you are good at finding new ways to insult me” R:”Nooo! Hey!” V:”Not this time around, relax, I noticed your effort.” R:*sighs* “Okay”

PATTON’S ADORABLE LITTLE “Ooooh! I look like a pirate!” GASP WHEN HE WORE THE GRYFFINDOR SHIRT! PATTON IS TOO ADORABLE AAAAAA

T:*points to Virgil*”Good point!... see that” *gesturing towards his finger that’s pointing*”is a really good point to you, also a valid argument, Virgil”

V:”I’m not impartial, and frankly, I’m not very friendly” P:*softly*”I will fight you*

L:”Thomas, you don’t even watch Game Of Thrones! H-how do you-?” R:”You should though! It’s sooo good!” T:”Yeah, I’ve heard!” Okay but ROMAN WATCHES GAME OF THRONES BUT THOMAS DOESN’T?? ROMAN KNOWS SPANISH BUT THOMAS DOESN’T?? H O W D O E S T H I S W O R K ?? ?? ?? ?

WHEN ROMAN WAS GONNA TRY TO USE A NICKNAME FOR VIRGIL BUT HE DIDN’T WANT TO CALL HIM A MEAN NAME SO HE SAID “VIRGIL” INSTEAD BECAUSE HE’S TRYING VERY HARD TO NOT BE MEAN TO HIS FRIEND

When Patton’s taking off his Hufflepuff cloak and the blinds behind him move a little and IT’S PITCH BLACK OUTSIDE AND WE CAN TELL HOW LATE THEY ALL STAYED UP TO FILM THE VIDEO

T:”Prince 2.0h my goodness!” P:”Your shoulders were so boring to look at before” V:*looks up and down Roman*

the teasing “maybeeee” that Patton does when Logan asks if he’s wearing his cat onesie

#LET PATTON WEAR HIS CAT ONESIE 2K17

MY SON IS PURPLE and if you think that ISNT going to be my new header, you are very wrong

the cute little “ooh!” face Roman makes when he sees Virgil’s new outfit

the adORABLE SQUEAL PATTON DOES AT SEEING VIRGIL’S OUTFIT AND THEN THE WAY HIS SQUEAL TURNS INTO A COUGH AND ROMAN JUST ASKS “You good, Patton?” and Patton’s just, “I got over-excited”

R:”That is magnificent” V:*smirks and sighs* R:”How you’ve managed to become even angstier” V:”Oh, okay.” *shoulders sag* R:”Nonono! If that’s what you want to rock then you rock it, sir! Who needs a Hogwarts house when you have your own hog-wild style! I don’t even know what I’m saying anymore.” V:”Yeah, it is uh, pretty hog wild.” *snorts* MY PRECIOUS SON SNORTING IS MY NEW FAVE THING

L:”I say we can call it a day, we’re done swapping looks” R:”And talking books!” L:”I prefer reading on a nook” R:”That response has me shook” P:”Would you look at the time on the... clook”

R:”Boy, it’s a good thing that all this Harry Potter merchandise is just a figment of Thomas’ imagination that he can just freely conjure up!” L:”Oh I know, could you imagine how much money one would have to spend in order to have all these things for one simple video?” R, L, and P: *laughing* V:*looks at camera like he’s on the office* L:”Crofters”

#my posts #sanders sides #thomas sanders #anxiety sanders #virgil sanders #patton sanders #morality sanders #logan sanders #logic sanders #roman sanders #princey sanders #pantton-sandacers posts

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