#and then went back on it when they realized it wouldnt work like they planned?

[ceasarslegion]

Just saw someone use the term "eat the rich" to refer to shane and ryan from watcher lads we are NOT going to make it if thats who you think "the rich" are or what that phrase refers to. Jesus christ log off

[lavender---sunshine]

i am so deep in my feelings right now, i both sad and mad enough that i cannot sleep

[roetrolls]

I'm gonna get around to everyone's stuff I prommy, I just had a go of it today and needed to nap 5ever o(-<

I feel like I haven't had a lot of attention to spare these past couple weeks.... ummm u guys should send me art and writing you've done recently !!! I wanna see it!!

[bridgyrose]

Ladybug week day 6: Childhood AU

Ruby quietly climbed out of her bedroom window, careful to make as little noise as she could as she dropped to the ground. She fussed with the pins that kept her ears down in her hair to make sure they were hidden before pulling the hood of her cloak over. Then, she checked the bag that hung on her shoulder to make sure her White Fang mask was with her and safe. Tonight was going to be her first dust raid and she wanted to make sure she had everything she needed for it. 

She took a deep breath, turned to look at the house one last time, and then started to make her way to take the last ferry of the night. If everything went well, she’d be back on the first ferry to Patch and be home just before her dad woke up. Though, if he found out she was out-

“So you did decide to come,” Blake said with a smile as she dropped out of a tree. “Adam was thinking you were gonna chicken out.” 

“I wasnt going to chicken out,” Ruby lied as she looked away. The thought of staying home did cross her mind more than once, though the idea of disappointing Blake seemed worse than disappointing her dad. “I-I just… needed to..  wait until I wasnt going to get caught sneaking out.” 

“You could always run away,” Adam said as he walked over, almost glaring at Ruby from under his mask. “Then we wont have to be late waiting for you.” 

“And now she’s here so we can go.” Blake sighed and started to make her way to the ferry. “And then we can fill her in with the plan.” 

“Fine. But if she slows us down, she’s out.” 

Ruby slowly followed behind Adam and Blake as she tried to listen to them. Most of the words almost seemed muffled to her as she lost focus on what was being said, only able to focus on Blake. She couldnt help but wonder what life would’ve been like if Blake hadnt saved her, given her a reason to join the White Fang. She was tired of being beat for being a faunus, angry that her dad made her hide her trait anytime she went out, always treated like she was destined for nothing more than a life of hard labor. And yet, when she was with Blake, everything felt like it was going to work out. That no matter what they did, it’ll all be worth it.

“Are you going to answer him?” Blake asked. 

Ruby nearly stopped in her tracks when she realized that Blake had gotten right next to her. “I-I didnt… what was the question?” 

“I asked if you’re sure you want to do this,” Adam repeated, annoyed. “Once you step onto the ferry, there’s no turning back.” 

Ruby nodded, her heart almost thumping in her chest when she saw Blake give her a smile. “Yes! I want to do this more than anything!” 

Adam smirked and motioned for Ruby and Blake to follow him. “Then dont slow us down.” 

Ruby stepped onto the ferry with Blake and Adam, straying towards the edge as she looked back towards her home. Her dad and Yang still hadnt noticed she’d left for the night, which meant she was almost in the clear. Once she reached Vale, as long as she got back before either of them woke up, then she wouldnt have to come up with some sort of excuse as to why she was out. 

“Everything okay?” Blake asked as she moved next to her. “You’ve been quiet ever since you boarded.” 

“Just trying to figure out what to tell Dad and Yang if they ask.” 

“You’re planning on going back to them?” 

“Of course. Why wouldnt I?” 

Blake gently pulled Ruby’s hood down and frowned. “Because they make you hide who you are. I thought you wanted to be yourself.” 

Ruby wanted to pull her hood back up, but she knew Blake was right. Of course she wanted to be more herself, seeing Blake keep her own ears out made her long to be able to do the same. She slowly pulled the pins that held her ears down to let them up. “Where else would I go?” 

“You can come home with us,” Blake suggested. “Its just a small camp right now-” 

“We cant afford to bring another kid along!” Adam snapped. “We’re running low on supplies as it is, another mouth to feed is only going to cause us problems.” 

“I-I’ve been training to be a huntress.” Ruby fidgeted with the pins she held as she tried to look more confident. “I dont have my own weapon yet, Dad wont let me have one for another year, but I can make myself useful!” 

Adam paused for a moment as if he was thinking about it. “If you survive the raid tonight, then we’ll take you back.” 

Ruby let out a silent breath as Adam turned and walked to the other side of the ferry. She wasnt sure why her heart felt like it was pounding in her chest or why her stomach suddenly felt like it was in knots about being herself. But if Blake was sure this was the best way, then she had to know what she was talking about. 

Blake gave Ruby a playful hit on her shoulder and smiled. “Stay close to me and I’ll make sure you’re safe.” 

[dullgecko]

Riz sometimes needs to go undercover for missions but he refuses to do it without Fabian as his "scene partner"/"partner in crime" as a form of emotional support and for his help with the acting part of the job. They have to go deep undercover for a few months as a married couple and Riz starts to realize some things about their relationship along the way like how nice it is to go home to someone he trusts and how much he likes referring to Fabian as his husband

It wasn't really his area of expertise, Riz was more of a 'sneak in, get the answers and get out' kind of person. Even on those jobs though he would have Fabian waiting in the wings as backup just in case something went wrong. Jobs that required a BACKSTORY and ACTING though? He could barely act as a normal person in his everyday life so he definitely needed the extra support. The effort of maintaining the mask left him drained and almost non-verbal at the end of most days and his friends knew he didn't do well on his own.

Usually he wouldnt even be doing something like this, but the LPRTF needed someone in on this particular case and it was much easier using their 'man on the ground' than planeshifting a different agent in to do the job. That was how Riz Gukgak, the incredibly anti-social creature that he was, had ended up pretending to be an office worker for a company that was DEFINITELY smuggling contraband from the infernal plains. Earning their trust so they'd let him in on the secret so he could find their supplier was the thing that was taking the most time.

Of course he had to attend social outings and parties with his new co-workers and, when at least three of them tried to set him up on a date, he'd panicked and said he was married. Fabian thought it was funny and just went along with it, showing up as Rizs 'husband' at any future social gatherings and charming his co-workers in a way Riz could never (his ridiculously high charisma enough for BOTH of them).

It wasn't weird that his friend sometimes held his hand at these parties, or kissed him when they were both a little tipsy in front of everyone else. It was acting, but it made Rizs heart do a little flip every time. So what if he also started kissing him before leaving for work in the morning, or holding his hand in public when they had to go out somewhere, they never knew when they might be being watched.

It took four months of this before Riz was finally able to make the call, the goblin quitting his job and moving away to 'be closer to his husbands family' three weeks before the office was raided. The information he'd gathered on the inside used to make arrests both on the material and infernal plain while both himself and Fabian resettled themselves in Elmville.

He really did miss having the half elf there to come home to everyday, and they didn't see eachother for almost a week when they got back while Riz sorted out all the paperwork. Apparently the feeling was mutual though because Fabian casually suggested that he move in with him when they met up with their friends to catch up.

What Riz HADNT expected was, after he agreed and they made plans to meet up later and sort out moving all of Rizs things, Fabian crouching to give him a goodbye kiss before driving off. It had been part of their routine for MONTHS so they hadn't even thought about it but both Fig and Kristen who witnessed the whole affair lost their shit.

[sugar-omi]

love when the ex tries to get back together with their former love until they see them happily together or married with kids. Love the angst.

Imagine 10-15 years later, MC still isn't satisfied and their marriage is slightly crumbling and becoming hollow. They check on Cove (maybe on facebook or something) and see pictures filled with his new love and family.

god, imagine that and MC acts kind of, very, bitter...

maybe you went on and tried to have the white picket fence with kids and/or fur babies. tried to have that storybook marriage. clung onto your fist of delusions and daydreams because they're truly all you have now, they're the only things that stood tall in the rubble of your life when you threw it into the fire.

because it has to work out. you love him, he loves you? why wouldnt it work? you built a life together, whatever it looks like.

so why do you feel so bitter, so empty.

why does the image of cove's happy family glare at you on the screen, why does your heart clench and throb, your stomach swirling with a pit of something nasty. something you can't dwell on for the sake of your marriage, or the shell of it anyway.

i wonder if consciousness has hit MC, the reality, the gravity of your situation. your actions. have fallen on your head and knocked you off your feet..

when, if, it hits you. do you look around your living room, comfortable but still hauntingly pristine compared to sand on the floor, suits and button ups where you used to find shorts and thin tanks, piles of clothes where a fish tank should be.

do you look around and miss the sound of running water from the fish tank, miss the sound of heavy feet followed by a heavy body draping across you, a soft voice, like a sweet lullaby sung by a tired dad, calling your name.

baby blues staring back at you, the sky in his eyes and all around. long hair in your hands. a hot body pressed against yours, warming up your cold hands easily for someone underdressed.

does that haunt you, the sound of love always heavy on his tongue, heavier in his eyes. the weight of it in his hands that pull you in.

only rewarded by your empty, yearning gaze. your heart is somewhere else, even if your body is in his hands. your lips move but you aren't talking back. you blink but that's just to wipe away your tears, brush away your visions.

your hands move across his skin, hold his hand, and you know the difference in their skin, their touch. your rub lotion into cove's rough palms and try not to think about the smell of baxter's shampoo in your nose when you hugged him goodbye.

do you recall your empty i love you's and your irritable responses, do you cringe and feel judgment lay across your back when you remember all the times you rejected him. rejected his confession the first time, rejected his date plans. rejected his touch and yelled at him for being so clingy.

do you realize your parents anger and disappointment, cliff and kyra's anger and disappointment, was hardly worth waking up to alluring amber hues and messy, short locks of gray.

do you drag your hands over your face and think your friends disappointment and distance was not worth this echoing house.

are your chat logs, texts short and far between worth many late night dances in your kitchen, in the ballroom at his work.

do you avoid baxter's eyes and give short answers when he tells you about the scene at a wedding when the bride's affair partner crashed the wedding.

do you stuff down the feeling rising from the dark pit of your stomach and choke on the bile in your throat.

do you look at the sky, stare at the far ocean and remember his sad expression. his pleads for your love. to look at him, love him, turn your affection at him. call his name in your sleep, reflect his face in your eyes, play songs about him.

do you turn off all the sad songs because you overplayed them up until now... do you try not to think about how a lot of, maybe all, of your actions were made out of sad, movie style longing for a summer love and that maybe you over-selled this too much.

when you celebrate your anniversary comes around, do you ignore the emptiness around you.

you built this life, this family, whatever it looks like.

and even if there's sound around you. when those missing pieces haunt you, who do you feel guilty for?

fuck, are these feelings you have genuine regret, or bitter anger that cove's world is brighter than yours. are the ghost haunting you born from a genuine regret, or bitter comparison. do you compare and quickly shove away anything that says this wasn't worth it. wasn't right.

do you let it haunt you because you want to prove you're right, you're happier. and that cove's tears were worth 5 minutes of baxter's hand in yours.

does this become your pit of bitter that you stew in simply because the ringing of it is forced to echo around you? does it only hit you like this, do these thoughts only come to your mind, trying to force guilt onto you because you know you're wrong but as always, you have to be right.

because this love was greater than anything cove can offer, and you're definitely not selfish enough to want it all when you see how happy he looks. or wish he was more miserable than you.

are you miserable? because this could be genuine love, your love with baxter floats around your home daily. but maybe it's just the bitter emptiness from having to give up the fork you stuck in cove.

after all, what kid wants to give up a cake when you can have both. a bite here, there, drool over the 2nd cake before you push the 1st away, deeming it inferior once the richness of the 2nd cake hits your tongue..

is this misery simple you wanting it all. wanting to be on top. not wanting to see someone else appreciate the flavor of the first cake you abandoned.

how cruel and selfish of you to yearn to drain more from a cup that isn't your own...

[one-annon]

Adam stanheight x fem reader pls? Anything works.

Ty!!! ♡

-- ADAM FAULKNER/FEM!READER --

finally...finally finished this...i apologize so so much for the wait

i tried making it f!reader but it feels more gn!reader than anything...hope thats okay!

tw! ptsd/panic attack/nightmare sorta stuff

it had been about a month since your boyfriend was saved from that bathroom. according to him, the guy he was with came back. you knew he was lying. he had that same look in his eyes he gave you when he said he ate all his food he needed to for that day - or when he says he did, in fact, zip up his fly before you two left the house. it was a look that said 'im knowingly lying to you and i feel guilty about it'.

what he wasn't lying about, though, was his night terrors after. not only that but also his newfound fear of being alone and the dark. before, he wouldnt mind laying alone in bed in his dark room, cigarette in hand. but after he couldnt even handle the dimming lights of movie theaters, which restricted your movie date nights to being a home event. it frustrated you a few times, but you understood. it was a traumatic event you could never understand because you didnt experience it.

you didnt know how adam felt when he woke up gasping for air after a nightmare. usually, he would call you, ask you to stay on the phone with him for just for a little while. just until he calms down. he always sounded so broken, so utterly pathetic that it was hard to not take pity on him.

today though, was a little different. after major convincing, adam agreed to stay over at your house. you two had a great night - tasty dinner, a movie night (which included adam laughing as you screamed at horror movies), and even a bath together. adam always tried his best to be romantic. he may not have money, but he has a heart. that you know. right before bed, he had done your hair, carefully brushing the knots and tangles out and commenting about how gorgeous you were.

"im so lucky," he had said, running his fingers through a small section he had just brushed. "youre such a pretty lady - model material even! and i somehow scored you? i really dont know how that happened.."

you both went to bed happy, cuddled and warm in each others embrace. he was curled up, face hidden away from the world in your chest - his favorite place. you didnt mind, humming a soft tune as he wrapped his lanky arms around you. he squeezed you tight, holding his breath just long enough to where he could hear your heartbeat. quiet enough so he can hear that youre with him. that youre alive. he's not in that awful bathroom anymore - hes here with you in your bed.

the two of you fell asleep peacefully, the big blanket draped over you two helping with the cold of the room but the fan running above you kept you from overheating. everything was going so well. he was comfortable, you were comfortable. everything had gone just as it planned to be. you had your beautiful boy asleep, you were asleep. truly, it was one of the best days of your week.

you didnt dream that night. which, to be honest, you never really were one to dream. you knew adam was though. sometimes, when he had good dreams, he would tell you about them while you made breakfast (because lord forbid he step into the kitchen). sometimes he wouldnt be able to recall them and sometimes he would tell you about how, oh, his friend had taken him to a bar and there was such a pretty lady there that looked just like you and then he realized, oh it is you. and he was so happy to see you because, oh, him and scott were so wasted and, oh..is breakfast already done?

then there was the times he had bas dreams. like tonight. again. you woke up to him shaking so hard you, just for a moment, thought he was seizing or something. taking a good look at him, you realized that wasnt the case. his eyebrows ere tightly knitted together, lips parted as he muttered to himself about wanting to live, soft gasps slotting themselves between his quiet begs. your shirt that he was still gripping was wet with his tears.

glancing over at the clock, you squinted as you tried to read what it registered the time to be. 2:36 am. okay. cool. whatever. you sigh, rubbing your hand up and down adams back to try and wake him up or lull him out of whatever bad dream had a hold on him tonight and back to restful sleep. you swore to yourself, pinching at the bridge of your nose to try and keep yourself awake.

by this point, you were going to call adams brother specs to see if he has some fuckass demon holding him down. you knew that wasnt it. well, there were no physical demons.

you knew who his demons were. he could perfectly describe them to you and one of them you knew personally. blonde, tall, divorced. you had seen him around the hospital you had grown to know thanks to adam. the boy seemed to panic at the very mention of the oncologist, rambling and sobbing while he told you how the man was supposed to come back and save him.

you knew he didn't. adam had told you the gruesome details about how he had to eat someones body - cannibalize someone - just to survive. you tried to take him to a therapy group you had read about full of other jigsaw survivors but he couldnt go. not when he saw that blonde man limp his way into the room. not when he saw how calm he was as he sat down. you remember waiting in the car, hoping everything went alright. but when adam slammed the door closed and begged you to drive off before the session was even done, you knew it was useless.

so now here you were, trying to comfort his sleeping form. at some point, the dream had shifted. he was moving around in his sleep, either grabbing at you or at his foot. his broken foot. adam had totally shattered his foot to escape the bathroom. apparently, he didnt have the guts or the materials to cut his leg like that demon of his did, but he had the toilet lid next to him. if it was heavy enough to kill the man he cannibalized, he said, it was heavy enough to free him.

adam kept his grip on you. he kept muttering to himself. he kept crying. he looked so pathetic. he was such a mess. you just wanted to go back to sleep.

frustrated and tired, you shook him awake. "adam.." you whispered, fighting how heavy your eyelids were. "adam, wake up.." your voice seemed to coax him out of his sleep, a sharp gasp escaping him. he shot up, cold sweat running down his neck as his lungs worked overtime to get air into his body. you were quick to hold him. "cmon..its okay.." you mutter, too tired to fully process that he was trying to dig his way under your skin with his blunt nails.

adam heaved, trying to focus on your voice. he choked out words you couldnt process. knowing him, he was probably apologizing again. you carefully wrapped your arms around adam. enough pressure for him to feel your presence and hopefully bring him back to you, but not enough pressure to suffocate him.

"youre safe, baby.." your voice was right next to his ear. slowly, he relaxed. the boy came back to reality, letting himself go limp in your embrace. he rested his head on your shoulder, turning in a way where his nose was buried in your neck. adam held onto your upper arms, making sure you were still there with him.

you could feel how he stopped breathing. he had to make sure you were still breathing yourself. he had to make sure your heart was still beating. he had to make sure you were alive. adam's hands trailed down your arms until they slipped off, kneading at the bedsheets. he was home. he was safe. those bruised hands patted around, made sure that the lid wasnt around. that the body he had to tear his teeth into wasnt still rotting near him.

eventually, he calmed down. adam refused to separate himself from you. you refused to let him go. a yawn escaped past your lips and you knew it was time to go back to bed. turning your head, you looked at the clock again. 3:27 am. fuck, had it really been that long? time felt like it was going by so quickly. maybe it was because you were tired. you had no sense of time at the moment.

really, that didnt matter. you were here with adam. adam was here with you. his cold hand reached up and played with your hair, reminding himself you were here. you moved him so he was lying back down, his eyes watching you closely as you joined him on the mattress. he continued to stare at you, big sad eyes locking with yours. you smile at him. he smiles back the best he can. it was sad. a sad smile. you hated seeing that one.

"better?" you ask, voice just barely there and heavily laced with drowsiness.

adam nods, his hand resting on top of yours. "yeah..better..im sorry."

you shake your head just slightly, pressing a kiss to his forehead. "none of that. not now." you squeeze his hand gently, letting him shift ever so closer to you. adam hides right under your chin, nose stuffed in the dip of your collarbone. he was safe. he was loved. he was saved. you were his angel. you helped ward off the demons. you helped get the bad thoughts out of his head. you helped him.

as much as it frustrated you, you were adam's savior. and you were okay with it. as long as it meant you got your precious boy the other times his nightmares didnt have him. his fingers, which were still carding through your hair, froze. his breathing slowed and his body seemed to melt into the bed. finally, finally, you were able to relax. you held the other close, making sure he was asleep before heading back to bed yourself. you two could chat about whatever nightmare he had while he made breakfast. ><><><><><>< haha its 2 30 am

[cuddl3s4shur1]

•𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 & 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄•

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆:Drug Dealer Riri x F!Y/N

𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 : 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄

𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐎:Riri has went to jail for a crime,while you are pregnant and for the next 2 years you've been dealing with the pregancy and the raising of your child.

𝐀/𝐍:To be honest this has been in the works for MONTHSS

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆:Angst , Fluff ?

Shattered

Thats how you felt when riri told you those words .

Those simple words shattered you and those plans you had in the future

You never thought that one day riri would somehow get into trouble… Big Trouble At that

Flashback: Riri’s Call

Your phone starts to play your ringtone yet you thought you turned it off but it was whatever. You turn your phone to see who it could be this late at night. “MCC Chicago” you roll your eyes. What trouble did riri get in know ? “Riri Why are you in jail, I made you food an hour ago and now it's getting cold” You explain to riri. You were hoping that riri wouldn’t say anything bad and were only hoping for the good . “About that..” riri goes quiet after those 2 words hinting something bad happened. “What is it riri” you say trying to be demanding yet calm. “I got caught” You sigh at riri’s respond knowing this wasn’t good . “How many grams ,“ you ask her hoping it wasn’t a lot . “3” You clench your left fist becoming angry at riri, although you loved her you told her to stop doing this for the family. You and riri where starting a family and you where around 2 months pregnant. you wanted Needed riri to stop with dealing and the beef with people so yall family could be healthy. But now that dream was going to go down the drain . “Riri do you know how many years you could get… I told you to stop dealing “ you exclaim to riri . “I know i know “ riri says you roll your eyes. “Well whens your court hearing” you ask riri hoping it will be coming soon. “Around 3-4 weeks “ riri says . Each time you ask a question hoping it would get better it wouldn’t . It would go back to phase 1 and not even make it to phase 2 . “I’ll be visting you weekly and talking until the court date alright “ you explain to her . “Alright Love you Ma”

Flashback: Ends

You would call your mom after hanging up the call. You needed queen advice you needed some type of motivation speech so you could get through it. You knew how you felt and you just wanted to cry but you didn’t because you knew Riri wouldn’t want to see you like that she wouldnt want you to be tearing up .

“Hey siri FaceTime mommy” you ask her on the verge of tears. Calling “💕👑 Mommy👑💕”. ‘Called failed’ popped up on the screen 10 seconds later.

You would start to slowly shed tears . You call shuri hoping she could give you some support or comfort , you needed some of Shuri’S big sister love.

“Hey siri FaceTime Big Sister🖤” You ask slowly tearing up again. The call would ring intil you would get a awnser to the FaceTime call. “Hey what’s up” shuri asks. You put the camera at angle so she wouldn’t see your face. “She got caught” youu say starting to cry .”Who-Who got caught” shuri asked not knowing what you where talking about.”Riri she got caught while making a deal” you say crying more .”it’s ok y/n she’s going to get out “ shuri says trying to calm you down. “She’s not ri, she’s having a court date” you say with a sniffle . “It’s going to be right “ she says . “Is it though because I’m not going to see her for a while not to mention we have a baby on the way” you say realizing you told shuri that’s your pregnant.

You never told you any of your family back in wakanda about the pregnancy. You and riri decided you guys would go to wakanda ,have a brunch and tell your family.

“Looks like I spelt the tea , oops” you say lighting the mood. “Your-Your pregnant “ shuri says .”who said that” you question her as you act like you scratch neck. “Y/n are you pregnant” she asks you trying to be more serious. “Maybe” you say giving a mid side eye.”y/n hold up what do you saying ‘be for real’ right “ she asks you. “Yes shuri” you say while laughing , she sounded like a old person. “Well , girl be for real” shuri says “you can’t maybe be pregnant” you say while laughing. “Ok fine yes I am but don’t tell mom” you say. She sides eyes you . “Ok I won’t-“ shuri says before your mom walks in. “Your not telling me what” she asks . You give shuri that look ‘Don’t tell mom’ . “Don’t tell you that she has a surprise for you “ she says trying to play it off . “You know how I feel about surprises” she says . “I know I know,but maybe you’ll like the surprise “ you tell your mom through the phones.

Your mom was a queen, not like the compliment way of queen . You meant a real queen , to be exact she was the queen of wakanda . Your mother was Ramonda.Queen Ramonda .

“Mommy you didn’t answer my call” you tell her . “Sorry I was in a meeting she exclaims . “This late “ you question her whereabouts. “Yeah but anyway when are you going to come back to wakanda , the family misses you”. She says you start to think about when you could go. “I wish I could go mama but it’s something’s that I need to do in the us but I’ll be coming” you say sadly. “When you are going to come let us know” she says . “Don’t worry I will” you say . You would end the conversation with your shuri and Ramonda about 30 minutes later. You would explain what happened to riri and how all they could is to pray intill the court hearing.

[bisquuet]

hi! still alive! AN UPDATE: LONG READ :D no new devlin content since im focusing on my oc comic :( ( speaking of comics. remember that other comic i posted here like once and never talked about it again?? yeah.. ) - lets talk about that. will i ever go back to that comic? -yes, when? i don't know.. i realized i went into the comic very.. unprepared.. or less prepared than i thought i was. so it got me second guessing things and getting confused..!! i have a VAGUE idea of how I want it to go, or atleast i DID, now im not so sure.. I think i need to sit down, splurge out my thoughts and ideas and go from there,, now i technically have a WHOLE post that is done that was supposed to be dropped shortly after the first one. but i thought to myself, oh ill just work on the next update and once im halfway THEN ill drop the second one! i never got halfway. i ended up just sketching more up ahead and adjusting and ''fixing'' things in the second update. making me loose track of time and getting behind, not only i had school to deal with too! so i just have a LOT of storyboarding of pages...that im slighlty afraid of looking at cuz i know that ill want to fix it but ill be unmotivated to actually fix it.. (bad rawr!!) eventually i have to get to it..!! >< ANOTHER major factor of the delay was my confidence, i wasn't satisifed and even frustrated at times when something didnt come out as good as it did in my head. i REALLY like the first update pages! especially devlins scene! but i think i got too ahead of myself and put WAY too much onto my plate, raising expections, of others and myself, mostly myself.... and I was trying to copy to a manga style, rather than convert my style normally into a manga setting, if that makes any sense. so i wasnt.... 'comfortable' drawing.. i dont know how else to describe it! but ever since then and even before, ive been getting less confident with my art and my style, feeling like its ugly or its getting worse. forcing myself to keep drawing, straining myself trying to make something that looks good to me. i have lots of fun and joy drawing for others, the reason i draw is BECUZ i just want to share what i make! as shallow as it sounds i like creating content for others to enjoy! it makes me happy and proud of what i draw! so. when i make something i dont like, i cant bring myself to show it cuz I dont like it.. others may, but that wouldnt change how i would feel about it. i felt that way deeply with the second update, which is why i kept tweaking it,,, and so I just let myself get caught up with other things.. feeling upset and guilty that I kinda just.. abandonded the comic..! saying that ill pracitce and oh ill do that , i Need to do this and this and this when i havent even done ANYTHING! i think, and i genuinely mean this, i think ive only recently started to ACTUALLY do things.! like development for my OC comic, writing for it, making content and sharing about them to whoever would lend an ear! so in a way the seewar comic walked so that my OC comic could run, hopefully.. so, unfortunately ill be focsuing more of my attention on my OC comic, and i honestly can't promise anything. the only thing i CAN say is that i will share the second update that i finished long ago.., no matter how much internal rawr doesnt want to, i feel like thats the first step to overcoming this fear and dread ive associate with the comic, which is something i DONT want. ill be scheudling to drop this weekend since ill be away.. i dont know when ill actively start working on the seewar comic again becuz i genuinely want to finish it and share it, i just have to not be too ambitious and plan out whats necessary. anyways.. now that school is out im finally paying all of my debts and owed art.. its rough but it has to be done. thanks if you have read all of this,, i greatly appreacite the support, from friends and followers, fossils, (thats what my fans are called wink wink) love yall fr <3

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ok i scribbled this out really quick so yah lol its not great

Hatred to the point of obsession. Obsession to the point of addiction. Years of chasing down the most notorious criminal, nights filled with the vision of your gun shooting him, his reign of terror ending, as satisfaction and relief blossom inside. Countless times you've run into him just for him to come up with a wild escape and lose him by the tip of your fingertips. The neverending chase. Long ago any friends you had left you, which was ok at the time because it gave you more time to work on your research and plans to stop him. In your office there were papers everywhere, layouts of buildings, places he's been and newspapers hung on the wall. Even a photo of him printed out, used for knife target practice. A wonderful stress reliever. 

If you were honest with yourself back then you could say life was good. Not perfect but you had purpose, something to look forward to every day. When you did encounter him it was always a wild adventure. All black clothing, long trailing coats, red spikey hair and a cheeky grin. He pleasured himself by making some snarky remark and going on long rants about his evil plan. Occasionally he would catch you, tie you up to a chair, be forced to watch him steal valuable items or blow up some empty government building until you could escape and stop him. But he would never kill you. You didn't think to question it at the time but thinking back he never had a problem killing before.

Nonetheless that was all over now. Just a week ago you turned on the news to see there was a big accident, something to do with a malfunction in a train causing it to derail. Of course followed by fire. By the time police got to it, any passengers there were dead. That wasn't what was important. It was sad, sure but the important detail was where your long nemesis was seen moments ago. you couldn't believe it.

A few hours before the crash you were chasing him, he was terrorizing a bank. Making everyone dance to some shitty music he put on while his henchmen carried the money to their van. Well, after you got there it was the normal. He tried to get you to dance but after some threatening from you and flirty jokes from him he dropped a smoke bomb and made a run for it. The chase had started. His henchman drove away with the money after he waved them to go without him. You and him, like old times, before he got a whole team to help. After a bit of running you saw your chance and raised your gun, just at that moment you realized these rails aren't as empty as you thought. A train pulled by, he grabbed onto the side, pulling himself in. You tried to run after it but it was too late. So you went home to brood. And figure out where the train was headed.

It was the same train on the news. You called the day off work (some customer service call line job you got after being sacked from the police for “being too obsessed”). Eventually they released a few passengers' names and pictures of them.

“Felix Blink.” next to the name there was a picture of your redheaded nemesis. so that was his name. you had always called him Shadow Flame. or Flame for short. That name was chosen after a particularly long session when you were tied up and you started asking questions about who he was, when he wouldnt say you tried coming up with a nickname for him. He thought the name was genius and called himself that from then on. Even if the name was a bit goofy.

Of course the obvious answer was that it was all part of his plan. Another evil ploy to cause mayhem and destruction. He probably jumped out of the train at the last second. So you just had to wait for him to resurface.

But it's been six months. half a year and not a whisper from him. You couldn't get yourself to take down the papers and research. Even now you are sitting in your office, surrounded by years of your journey with Flame. Oh how life was so pointless now.

Two months later. you couldn't stand your office anymore and started going to the actual building for the job, your little box office was boring even with the Cat Stevens poster you put up. After a bunch of calls from annoyed customers you went on break for a cup of coffee and a smoke outside the building. Some of your coworkers were gossiping about the news that they identified Felix as Shadow Flame. About time, you think to yourself.

“Explains the lack of news from him.” The girl that is two boxes down from you spoke.

“Honestly, what I always thought was worse than any crime he committed, yes even the murders, was his terrible name. Who calls themself Shadow Flame?” The guy who's office is a few rows down from you chuckled to himself.

You couldn't help yourself from defending the name, “Oh come on. Like you could come up with a better name. Plus it's a bit demeaning to the victims to say that was his worst crime.”

“Are you seriously defending a criminal?! Oh god, Martin, you aren't one of those crime freaks, are you?” Few rows down guy spoke again, before taking a sip of his coffee.

You sighed, smoke trailing out of your mouth. “No. I was simply stating there is much more to complain about than his name.”

“Hah, alright, sure.” Sarcasm seeped into his words. He turned to the door when someone walked out. They went to gossip about some random other news. Luckily you were able to escape to finish your break in peace.

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For part 2 of that Community ask, favorite episode for the main characters outside the initial Study Group with Chang, Dean, Duncan, Hickey, Frankie, and Elroy?

Chang: Chang's a tough one as as Ken Jong is a great comedic actor.. but they did some weird stuff with him. He was fine for seasons 2 and 3 and hit and miss in season 1, but afterwords they kinda.. had no idea what to do with this guy and wasted a talented performer, with ice cub head being the only thing I can think of his past season 3. Best Chang episode is the one where he gets fired, mostly for him taking a bat to jeff's car and it makring the transition from the sometimes overly cruel spanish teacher to mess.

Dean: Something Dean Pun! Jim Rash is a delight and it's no wonder they upped his role, weird obession with jeff, and apperances as the show went. He's the best. Best they eventually eased off on the stalking jeff gag as it hasn't aged well but otherwise it's a powerhouse performance with a lot of choices. But I gotta go with the obvious one: JESUS WEPT! from season 6. I have a soft spot for that season as you've seen as I watched it on yahoo when it came out originally and it has two now all time faviorite actors, in large part thanks to ducktales for paget). But while there are good dean episodes this one really get sto the core of the guy: His need to feel impressive, his doing so in the dumbest ways possible, and his tendecy to get cared away. And I will NEVER get tired of Jim Rash growling JESUSSS WEPT!.

Duncan: His name his duncan and he's here to sya he's gotta rap big in a rapping way he's got a real big penis and he drinks lots of tea. Duncan was a solid character, mostly helped by his constant lack of fucks given and being played by what would become one of my faviorite comedians, John Oliver. I mean that drunken bit of rapping lives free in my head. (As does his karmic punch to the head from Chang. ). He was a great presence in season 1 and decent in season 2... then vanished for most of the series as John Oliver had other stuff to do.. then came back.. then left again because it was his destiny. I do want to say the season 1 finale.. as a moment that's peak duncan. As an episode though the one from season 5 where he has an elaborate scheme to sleep with britta works. It shows him at his lowest, trying to do something horrible.. and then what little good is left in him not taking advantage of her and helping her. Had Oliver not gone on to make one of the best tv shows of all time, we could've seen omre but alas, fate had other better plans.

Hickey: I got nothing. Jonathan Banks is a good actor. He did his best. But HIckey never quite fit into the study group/save greendale comittee. I wouldnt mind seeing him in the movie, but he just didn't quite fit in the show. Granted that's because I want everyone who isn't chevy back for at least a cameo.. speaking of which.

Frankie: Frankie was a great addition. I do wish they did more with her, as we never really got to know her as a person and she liked it that way, but Paget Brewster was fantastic and added fresh energy to the show as the only adult in the room. That kind of role easily could've been thankless on a show this wacky and written or acted wrong, could've got old fast. Instead frankie was a needed calm in the storm. She needed to grow too, realizing greendale is just a clusterfuck you can't change and to roll with it and is at her best doing that , playing abed as the only person outside his schitck. She and Jim rash also made a great double act with her best episode being the advertising one. Her speech to him calling him so dumb while trying to comfort him is comic gold. Brewster was a welcomea ddition to the study group and I hope they give her a cameo in the movie at the very least.

Elroy: And upping the ante the other addition Elroy was also not given enough time to bake, but I feel they still got their money's worth for one of the greatest actors of all time. I already loved keith david, so Elroy was an easy sell for me. But my god did he eat. From his first epiosde to his last David proved he was the national treasure he is, nicely slotting into the old man slott but like Hickey before him, not being the same as pierece. He had pierce's elderly uncle vibes but instead of your conspiracy loving 4th divorce uncle he's your fun give no fucks second divorce uncle. Pairing his silky voice with rediuclous lines and fun antics keith david really was made for this show and if he's not in the movie because they want to get back to THE CORE it's a damn shame. As for best episode.. that's easy. The easiest choice out of all of these: the wedding episode. Elory's addiction to encouraging white people is such a community concept and David sells it perfectly, with all the satire inherent. And of course we got THAT'S A MAN WHO KNOWS HOW TO MARRY HIS OWN COUSIN!

Side note I just remembered... something I wanted since Ducktales began that sadly didn't come to past was for all the main cast of community, or at least the bulk to guest star. Sadly we only got Yvette, Jim, Pagett , Keith and of course Danny. Apparently getting every member of that cast wasn't a priority for them. But we got some good ones. Also would've loved to see Jenny Slate both because I love her in anything and for obvious ben schwartz shaped reasons.

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Its Better This Way

A Fyodor X F!Reader Smut. Minors DNI. Warnings: blowjob, Dom!Fyodor, Sub!Reader, mentions of Nikolai and Sigma, choking, Fyodor is a warning, piv sex

Please help, people I hang out with gave me this writing prompt and I've been meaning to write it.

You and your work 'friend' were standing in a large room, discussing some plans for the next portion of your work. Sigma would be given the coin explosives, and Nikolai would... Well... Be Nikolai. You and Fyodor had come to this room to talk about it because it used to have a large table in the center of the room.

Apparently, someone moved it.

So you both stood in the center of the room, speaking to eachother. After the plans where discussed, you two began to simply have small talk. You looked down after a while and noticed your shoe was untied, so you kneeled down on the floor to tie it.

Fyodor's body went into action faster than his thoughts as he walked towards you and stopped in front of your kneeling self. Before you could speak, Fyodor simply said, "It's better this way."

You were flabbergasted, speechless, and lost for any kind of response. Before you knew it, Fyodor's pants were unzipped and his cock was buried in your warm throat while he fucked your face.

As he fucked your face he would groan out degrading statements, "Oh, I'm sure you're loving this you little whore.", "what are you? A cockbrained slut?", "oh you filthy bitch, taking my cock like it was made for your throat, keep going."

His degrading slowly faded as his moans grew louder, he was getting close. His hips were bucking faster into your mouth, his wet balls slapping your chin from the sheer amount of gathered saliva. His hands gripped the back of your head, grabbing tightly at your hair as he fucked your face harder.

He wasn't the only one enjoying this. While he was busy fucking your throat, you had slick gathered in your panties, surely making a large wet spot, maybe even going through them. Your thighs rubbed together while your cunt pulsed around nothing, his degrading words and roughness turning you on to no end.

You couldn't deny, you had imagined this before. Fyodor was a handsome man, he had a beautiful accent, and he was so damn smart. Ignore he murdered people, you did too.

It was only when his cum was rushing down your throat did you snap back to reality, you swallowed quickly as he pulled his soft cock from your mouth. Fyodor planned to button up his pants and leave you like that, but oh, the look on your fucked up face made him so badly want to pound your cunt till you couldn't walk back to your apartment.

So that's how you ended up how you are now. Shoved against a wall being pounded by Fyodor who is back to his continues degrading comments. His hand was wrapped around your throat and with every thrust you saw stars. Whatever he was saying, you had no idea anymore. Too fucked out to even realize he was speaking.

You came when he gripped your throat even tighter, cutting off more oxygen so you couldn't breath, all the while you reached your high.

Fyodor was a smart man, he knew he had no plans of bringing a new life into the world. So right before he came, he pulled out of your warm cunt and shot his load onto your bare lower half. Also reducing mess so it wouldnt be visible on your clothes.

He fixed his appearance and right before he left, he turned to you, leaning against the wall, wobbly legs like a newborn fawn, he simply said "It's better this way." And walked out the door.

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if there’s one thing i’m good at, it’s asking questions- seriously, give me a minute and i’ll come up with questions you didn’t even think to think about call me ?? anon shdhdhdh

anyway, care to elaborate on dee and leona’s relationship? how did dee see the beastman at first, how did he realize he started having feelings, etc?

ohhh boy oh boy. leodee is prime example of 'i cannot fucking stand this guy' to 'holy shit i would kill for him'

so the first meeting is in the garden when dee steps on his tail, and dee is obviously sorry for this but shortly after leona does that thing in canon where he sniffs the prefect finding out they have no magic. when this happens dee gets the biggest ick. like fully cringes and gives leona the dirtiest look because hes like 'did you just fucking sniff me???' and when leona right after starts spouting his egotistical nonsense dee decides right there he fucking hates him. and he continues to hate him for quite a bit of time right up until around leonas overblot. going through the events of book 2 dee learns more about leona and gains a bit of insight onto just how smart and cunning he is. for dee strategical intelligence is an extremely attractive quality, so even though dee finds leonas plan petty and pathetic to stoop so low as to cheat, he begrudgingly admires the craftiness that went into it. at the same time dee is also starting to realize leonas ego isnt just hot air, and that its actually based in leonas actual talent. you can hate a prideful character all you want but its a bit harder when theyre able to back that pride up with skill. then when leona overblots and dee learns about his past he immediately is hit with a wave of sympathy. dee had an older sister, one who often he was overshadowed by, and he has experience with being ignored in favor of others, so he fully understands what it feels like to be the second choice. realizing that leonas acting out was from a place of being essentially bullied by the adults in his life, and being proved time and again that any effort wouldnt lead to what he wanted, dee couldnt hate him for the petty reasons he did at the beginning. it took a while for him to get used to leonas ego, but after the overblot all dee could really feel for leona was sympathy and understanding. through book 3 dee starts to gain huge amounts of respect and admiration for leona. book 2 essentially broke down any assumptions dee had about leona, while book 3 built his perception of leona from the ground up. being shown how leona leads savanaclaw (the few times he actually does lmao) and being shown again leonas strategic mind made dee start to really admire those qualities about him. what he saw he felt was natural qualities of the leader and king leona wanted so badly to be, and even though he was never going to be king, dee saw that leona still had all those qualities, and that even if leona said there was no point in putting in effort if he was never going to get what he wanted, in a way he was still working toward that goal even if unattainable. leona was still leading people and earning their respect through his leadership even if he didnt get to be king, and he was doing it all almost subconsciously. so by the end of book 3 dee was pretty whipped.

all of dees feelings are based entirely out of an intense respect for leona and just general admiration for how much of an intelligent leader he is. i dont think itd really be a sort of 'falling in love' pipeline, but much more a growing respect that sort of just got so intense that once romantic feelings started to form you could barely tell the difference lmao. leona and dees relationship is entirely built off of respect. obviously any relationship is but for them its like, in every little detail of their relationship. both have had experiences of feeling not respected by people around them, and both have a clear understanding of exactly how much respect a person deserves, and how the level of respect they were treated with in the past was unfair. i feel like dee would have to work a lot harder to gain leonas respect, but given how much he admired leona he definitely wanted leona to respect him too. he wanted to be on equal footing to leona, he wanted to be his partner and other half, not just an accessory or someone who could be seen as lower. he was fully aware how much work he would have to put in to be seen with the level of respect he wanted from leona, and he would not back down.

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@miss-midnightt , @the-main-characters , @gmanwhore , @ghostlyplacetobe

MAJOR LORE DROP FOR LOCK IN CANON.

[ aka me, Crow, letting my oc, Lock, be happy for once in canon and actually have an okay relationship with her dad! Yippee! ]

Lock has a 4 year old daughter named Amaris. She's been a single mother for as long as she can remember, but once she began dating Sera, she was grateful that she was no longer alone in raising her 4 year old girl. Also. Your selfships with her is canon. To me. In her lore. So when she first met you as well, she was so overwhelmed with love and care that she probably ended up crying because holy shit there's people out there who actually love her. Wow. It was actually when she met you that she realized that she's pan and poly. Her daughter Amaris of course took this really well, and was so so so happy that she had more people to bethwte for her and her mom and just absolutely loved and still loves to draw you guys things, including Sera because she really really really loves everyone who her mom loves!

When Amaris was born, both her mom and her dad were there, but her father soon left the both of them and left Lock to raise Amaris all by herself. Keep in mind, this was during Lock's time in SOLDIER as a first class so she already had a lot of stress on her from that, so while she was out doing her missions with Sera (assuming they were partners in canon), Amaris would either be left in the Turks care or Hojo's care while she was gone. Surprisingly enough, when she was left in Locks father's care, (Hojo's), Hojo was actually really nice to her and tried his best to be a good granddad to try (not really) and make up for lost time. This resulted in Hojo gaining a bit of Lock's trust back. Because everyone deserves a bit of character development every now and again. Also, another thing to note is that Amaris does not have wings like her mother does, however, she still has the Celestial blood in her veins, meaning when she's old enough to use Materia, her Materia will be enhanced and made stronger due to her genetics. It's unknown how exactly the Celestial blood works with Materia, but Hojo suspects that it's because Lock's blood is also transfused with Jenova Cells, and because Lock had an offspring, those genetics were transferred down to Amaris. Yet another thing to note, the birth of Amaris wasn't forced on her by Hojo, Hojo didn't even have any plans to have Lock create an offspring because, yknow, just because he's a mad scientist, doesn't mean he doesn't have any morality or humanity left in him for his daughter. He still loves her, but, in his own way I suppose. He also really loves his granddaughter Amaris to bits, when Amaris came along, that's kind of when he realized that oh. Life is precious. Even my daughters. And then he toned down the experiments and now he's actually trying to be an okay dad! Yeah. I know, before, originally, he was supposed to be a shitty person to her, but like, I'm giving him a fraction of a heart, some morality and reasoning behind what he did to Lock, after killing Starlight he went into a spiral which meant he did things he shouldn't have, and then Amaris came along and saved her mom's life, and without even realizing it, fixed (kind of) Lock's relationship with her father. Good job, Amaris!!! We love you!! Anyways, if Hojo is the one watching her at the time, he will show her all around the lab, all of his experiments (probably shouldn't be showing those things to a child, but it's Hojo, when is he ever thinking of these things??), his machinery and whatever else all while carrying Amaris around on his hip, straining his back but that's okay, because sacrifices must be made. (as one does with a toddler), he'll even actually take a break from his work just to read a picture book with Amaris (much to his disappointment because he wanted to read a book on Quantum Physics, but *sigh* he supposes it wouldnt hurt to read a picture book), or even colour or draw with her which is really rare because this man literally never stops working. Also, every now and again he'll let Amaris wear his lab coat. Why? Uhh, because she's an adorable child, and who can say no to such a cute face??? Also, Lock likes to take Amaris for shoulder rides and fly around with her wings, Amaris loves it. Lock tries her absolute hardest to try and take care of Amaris, and with everyone helping her, it makes it much easier, Amaris is never deprived of love, she has so much love. everywhere.

Also, a little bonus: Lock and Amaris have a Holland Lop Rabbit named Snickerdoodle and an Australian Shephard Puppy named Charlie!

Snickerdoodle [Female]: (Obviously not my picture)

Charlie [Male]: (Once again, not my photo)

- Charlie and Snickerdoodle are really good friends, Snickerdoodle tends to think that Charlie is her baby and tries to take care of him like her own. It's cute. I promise. But Charlie tends to think that Snickerdoodle is either a really soft pillow or a play thing. Don't worry. Charlie doesn't hurt her.

- Snickerdoodle is a rescue from the SPCA in Midgar, she was found near a dumpster which at the time was on fire, she was rescued and brought into care, she wasn't injured, but she was already a domesticated rabbit so they couldn't set her free into the wild. She was most likely previously abandoned by her previous owners. While Lock was off duty, she decided to stop by the local SPCA and take a look, that's when she met Snickerdoodle and immediately fell in love. Snickerdoodle now has a very loving family and home. Charlie of course, when he first met Snickerdoodle, he immediately decided to play with her, which in turn, Snickerdoodle let him do so because she was tired, and then Charlie tuckered himself out and fell asleep with his paws covering Snickerdoodle's back.

- When Amaris first saw Snickerdoodle after Lock came back with the rabbit, she instantly ran over and started petting Snickerdoodle, bombarding her mom with loads of questions which in turn Lock responded as best as she could. And if Amaris asked too many questions, she'd just either give her a cookie to shut her up or send her to either Sera, Sephiroth or Zack.

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Nsfw concept: Ruby finds that she can trade out people's body parts when she dashes with them, such as Yang's chest or Harriet's thighs or Ilia's legs or Emerald's butt, etc

(Just as a note for this drabble: this takes place in an au where Beacon didnt fall and Ruby's near the end of her 4th year in Beacon.)

Ruby poked at her bare chest, no… Weiss’s chest. It didnt matter if it was attached to her now, it was still Weiss’s. Not that her partner really minded that this mishap happened, but it still wasnt something she was planning to keep for herself. At least not Weiss’s chest. 

But the longer she looked at her reflection, the more she realized just how much she didnt mind a smaller chest. Hers wasnt much bigger, maybe a size or two bigger with slightly broader shoulders, but she enjoyed just how boyish a flatter chest looked. Which gave her another idea. 

Ruby quickly threw a shirt on and rushed out the dorm and knocked loudly on Jaune’s door. “Jaune!” 

“Ruby, whats wrong?” Jaune asked with a yawn as he opened the door. “You’re not in trouble are you?” 

“I need your dick.” 

Jaune blushed and took a step back. “R-Ruby, I-I know we’re good friends and all, but Pyrrha and I-” 

“No, not like that!” Ruby quickly pushed Jaune into his dorm and shut the door behind them. She took a breath to steady herself and looked away from him. “I-I want… I want to see what I look like with a dick.” 

“I’m not sure I understand.” 

“I found out today that I can… exchange… body parts with people I carry with my semblance. I accidentally traded chests with Weiss and well… I… I want to know what it’s like to look like a boy.” 

“Why not crossdress?” 

“Because I want to know what a dick feels like between my legs.” 

Jaune blushed again. “That normally has a different meaning.” 

Ruby hit Jaune’s shoulder. “Not like that!”

“I know that!” Jaune said as he winced. “So how is this going to work? And how long, exactly, are you planning on keeping my dick?” 

“A couple hours… maybe a day. I dont know, I’m still trying to figure all of this out.” 

“I guess it wouldnt hurt.” He paused. “It wont hurt, will it?” 

“Maybe just a tingle. That’s what I felt when I accidentally did this with Weiss.” 

“Alright, then how do we do this?” 

“Just follow my lead.” 

Ruby took Jaune’s hand and tried to focus as she readied herself to use her semblance, following the same steps she did with Weiss. She let her body start to fade into rose petals, taking Jaune with her, rushing around the room in a circle for a few seconds before dropping out and letting Jaune go. Her whole body seemed to tingle, and then she felt a pressure against her panties. 

“This… feels strange,” Jaune said as he felt his own crotch. “Its really been replaced, hasnt it?” 

Ruby nodded and put a hand down her skirt, blushing a bit as she felt Jaune’s dick on her. “Thank you for this.” 

“You’ll let me know when you’re ready to give it back, right?” 

“Of course!” Ruby quickly hugged Jaune. “I’ll let you know tomorrow. But I should be getting back to my dorm before Weiss and Yang get back. To, you know, figure out how to break the news to her.” 

“I’ll be waiting.” 

Ruby nodded and quickly slipped out of Jaune’s dorm and back to her own. When she was sure she was alone, she stripped down in front of her mirror, almost blushing when she was naked. Seeing herself with a dick and flat chest felt strange, but right. Her hand went straight to her dick, fingers pausing as she brushed them against it before finally wrapping around it. A shiver ran up her spine as she slowly started to stroke it, more than curious to find out what it’d feel like to please herself with it. 

A soft moan escaped her lips as she stroked her cock, pleasure coming much easier with it. She sat down on Weiss’s bed, leaning against the wall as she continued. She felt it start to grow slightly as it got hard, her moans coming quicker as she stroked faster. It was certainly a different kind of pleasure than what she was used to. 

“R-Ruby? What are you doing?” 

Ruby paused when she finally noticed Weiss in the doorway, not sure how she missed the door opening. A blush crossed her cheeks and she quickly got up and tried to cover herself. “I-I can explain!” 

“If you’re going to do something like that, do it in the bathroom!” Weiss yelled out as she hit Ruby with a pillow. “No one needs to see that!” 

Ruby made her way into the bathroom and shut the door behind her. With the mood ruined, pleasuring herself wasnt on her mind anymore. But as she stared at her form in the mirror again, she couldnt help but smile as she liked what she saw. 

Once she was a graduate huntress in the fall, she’d start working to become a man. 

[heart-cream]

A CURSE!

Pt.2!!! Creds to idea:Now I personally wouldn’t let that slide🤔,First I would get reincarnated into a different body but act the same and dress the same way when I was In my old body,then I will purposely go inside there life’s and mess with them to the point they get paranoid,After that I will die in front of them the same way past me did😻

Read part 1 to understand

@ilikeendermans

After you died a few months ago your soul was unrestful and vengeful. You wandered the earth not able to cross to the celestial realm nor the devildom. You watched everything with a dead expression pretty ironic huh?

While you were doing your daily floating around with oz you watched a small kid pull out a book from the library. You knew her at one point what was her name...?

She was that one flower girl called flora! You looked at the book she picked out, it was a kids book with pictures. You sat next to her and read along.

It was a story about a girl reincarnating after the whole town treats her terrible and acting like her old self scaring the town shitless.

It was a comedy book despite the dark backstory. You realized that this would be a perfect plan for revenge. You overheard the other ghosts talking about some human program and started planning it out.

You found out how to reincarnate and though about how you wanted to look the complete opposite of how you used to look (for ex:blond to black) and got to work.

Thankfully when you reincarnated you werent born and had to go through childhood. You were given an electro vision. You pulled every string you could and began to go back to your old house and got all your clothes and other things.

When you got delivered the letter the show began.

When you arrived with oz (now called zo since he also want to avenge you) took on the form of a snowy owl.

You started the same thing that happened last time. They greeted you. Zo attacked yadayada. The brothers soon noticed something off about you.

You acted exactly like her

You dressed in the exact clothes that only a few things were different.

You were the same but looked so different????

You had the same persona but you called yourself the prinzessin ver devutilang. A close nams but also different

Soon they became attached because you resembled f/n so much.

But then...

You became too much like her.

You even had a bird called zo! Thats just oz backwards!

They became wary of you and started watching you

You would be so sweet to thsm like f/n. They became paranoid and would watch you every move carfully.

You engaged in the same hobbies as f/n and acted exactly the same.

They became obsessed with you.

Lucifer would let you off the hook for anything. What do you mean miss.lucia? Y/n didnt beat the shit out of a student using their vision to the point that the student almost stopped breathing?

Mammon became over protective and wouldnt leave you alone for a long period of time.

Leviathan would try his best to keep you in his room without mammon interfering

Satan would get mad and act like a maniac to whoever got too close / even slightly rude to you

Asmodeus did everything he would do with f/n with you such as make outfits based on the clothes that you and f/n would wear.

Beelzebub brings you to places and qould be extra intimidating to ward off people

Belphegor kept you close to him and would occasionally mumble your old name.

After you had tugged yourself tight into their life the vision started doing its job of killing you.

You got insanely sick and the brother's noticed but this time they actually cared until you died because pf your vision along with zo

The brothers wailed and went through grief after thinking you sent y/n as a gift

You can finally rest easy now that you got vengeance on them