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cyberkinks · 2 months ago

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𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐅𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 : 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐍. ♡・🎃

⤷︎︎ 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐬, bestie!sunghoon x cluelesswom!reader, sunghoon confessing to you, mickey mouse sunghoon..?, you dressed as a sexy bunny, partying, kissing, a cheating partner/relationship. 👻

⤷︎︎ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬, use of foul language, use of pet names (maybe), misspellings (maybe). 🎃

⤷︎︎ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞, angst, fluff, non-idol au. 👻

⤷︎︎ 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲, halloween parties. alot are usually hosted this time around and some random invited you and sunghoon to the one she’s hosting and you obviously said yes. you’d also didn’t expect she’d invite you since she’s popular but you didn’t expect your best friend of 2 years to confess something to you. wonder what made him.

⤷︎︎ 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫!, this is for entertainment purposes only! 🎃

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: it’s been a while and I hope yall enjoy this, and happy halloween!! 👻

⤷︎︎ 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝?: no. unedited. 🎃

Halloween. it was your favorite holiday besides Christmas. Why? because you get to dress up however you wanted and you decided to be a sexy bunny while your best friend, Sunghoon decided to dress as…mickey mouse. no words are needed.

your eyes scan his costume and you raise an eyebrow. “you’re actually wearing that?” you ask him blunty, folding your arms. “duh, or i wouldn’t have it on, why? mad because I look amazing?” he says with a playful smirk as he flexed his muscles, making a chuckle escape your lips. “yeah…sure.”

you shake your head before walking into the living room, swaying your hips. he couldn’t help but look at you, you looked so damn good (as always) but tonight, he just couldn’t keep his eyes off you in that costume, it was secretly doing something to him.

as he was staring, he licks his lips, admiring your beauty until you call him and he snaps from his thoughts, looking at you. “Huh?”

“I said, shouldn’t he stay here and pass out candy?” you ask sunghoon, hoping he’d back you up. “absolutely, you’re too young for this party.” he folds his arms at your younger brother, (h/n) who was sitting on the couch upset that he couldn’t go. “see even he agrees.” you grin before grabbing your bag and walking towards the door. “Be good.” sunghoon yells to him as he walks behind you “whatever.” your younger brother mumbles.

you two hop in the car, closing the door and buckling you. you look over at him who was snapping pictures of himself while flexing and you roll your eyes before chuckling. “I thought you already took pictures.” you expose him and he looks over at you. “I did but they weren’t enough.” he shrugs and you raise an eyebrow at him. “mhmmm.”

once you two finally arrive to the party, the smell of smoke and booze fills your noses. as you walk in, sunghoon sees a guy looking at you and he frowns in confusion before wrapping his arm around your waist making you look back at him. “what’re you doing?” you ask him, walking though the crowd of people. “nothing.” he shrugs.

you could tell he was lying but you let it go. you walk into the kitchen, instantly pouring yourself a shot. “do you want one?” you ask him and he shakes his head. “nope, someone has to drive.” he folds his arms and you pout “cmon, just one small shot.” you say before pouring a half shot.

he looks at you and hesitates for a moment. “Fine, just this one.” you smile at his words. “okay, on the count of three, one…two…three.” you both the shot, the alcohol stinging your throat making your face scrunch at the taste. “that was so horrible.” you gag a little as he chuckles. “cmon, it wasn’t that bad.” he says with a soft smirk. “oh please, it’s only because you didn’t have that much.”

“not too much.” he says, looking you up and down playfully. “oh shush, you know it’s true, you seen me pour your shot.” you say folding your arms. “maybe i did, maybe I didn’t.” he says making you glare at him. “I will make you take a full shot.” you say and he looks at you. “no thanks.” “thought so.”

you made yourself a drink before taking a sip. “wow, i should really be a bartender.” he frowns confusingly at your words. “aren’t you already a bartender?” he asks and you look at him. “I was being sarcastic, hoon.” “oh i knew that.” he says confidently. “yeah, right.”

you smile at him before taking another sip. “so, my “friend” should be here.” you say with a grin. “he didn’t tell me his costume though.” sunghoon looks at you completely flabbergasted. he didn’t know you were seeing anyone which activates his jealousy issues. “oh? I didn’t you were with anyone.” he says fiddling with shirt which is what he does when he’s upset.

you notice it but didn’t say anything. “uh, yeah, I didn’t really tell anyone because, I kinda wanted to keep it a secret.” you say with a nod. “oh, well, that’s understandable, but I’m your best friend.” he glared at you, feeling kinda betrayed.

“I know but…he’s not really open.” you say before taking a sip and he frowns. “wait, what does that mean?” he asks and you just look at him. “are you seeing someone who’s already in a relationship?” he asks again and you stay silent, sipping on your drink.

“y/n, what the hell?” “It’s not as bad as you’re making it seem, I mean he’s…not with her but he is?” you say trying to make the situation better but he just stares at you, disappointed. “don’t judge me, alright?”

“it’s a little late for that.” he frowns before walking away from you. you watch as he goes, sighing softly. you walk after him but your date, Ryan shows up in front of you. you smile fakely at him.

later that night, sunghoon was looking for you everywhere to convince you to end it with this guy. he was looking everywhere until he opens the door to a random bedroom and seen you on his lap, kissing him and he frowns at the scene. “well, well, well.” he says as he walks in, making you jump from the guys lap. “look at what we have here.” he says.

you glare at him. “what do you want, hoon?” you ask him and he shushes you while the guy sits there watching the interaction. “this..” sunghoon points between you both. “should end, right now.” he says and you scoff and Ryan looks at him.

“this is absurd-“ sunghoon shushes him. “what’s absurd is the fact that you’re cheating on your girlfriend.” he says and Ryan looks at you. “you told him?” he says and you roll your eyes. “oh please, like it was some big secret, everybody knows about us.”

“not everybody.” sunghoon says and his girlfriend appears behind him. talk about bad timing. “ryan, I’ve been looking for you everywhere, how could you ditch me like that!?” she exclaims at him. sunghoon looks at you who was looking at him.

you two watch as they argue for about 5 minutes until she broke up with him and left the room. ryan was stunned but he got up and ran after her making your mouth drop. “how could he!? I thought he wanted me.” you say, your heart breaking a bit. “see, that’s why you never get with a guy who’s in a relationship, never ends well for either one of you.”

you look over at him. “it’s not your place to judge me.” “nah, I think it is since I’m your friend.” he says walking towards you. “you deserve better than him, you deserve…someone who actually wants you.” he looks into your eyes and you look at him cluelessly. “someone who won’t leave you for someone else, someone who will worship the ground you walk on.” he’s too close to you.

your eyes didn’t leave his. you were confused but was kinda catching on. “well it’s your fault that she found out.” “I’m glad she did.” he says quickly. “either way, you were gonna leave him.” his hand was aching to touch your face, his lips were trembling, wanting to taste your lipgloss. “how do you know?” you ask him. “because, I was the one who was gonna break you two apart anyway.” he whispers, his craving getting worse.

“meaning?” you gulp. he stares at you for a moment. “meaning, i wanna be that someone and your lips are too tempting for me not to kiss you.” he says and you were shocked at his words to say the least. your heart was pounding. “sunghoon, I don’t think you know what you’re saying-“ he cuts off your sentence by speaking. “I do know what I’m saying.” his eyes flicks to your glossy lips before back at yours.

“I’ve watched you with these others guys and it made me sick. the way they just..leave you for other girls, like tonight. I’ve been silent for too long and I hate seeing you get heartbroken over and over again.” he says, his hand finally cupping your face making your breath hitch. “y/n, I’ve been here waiting for you to come to me, waiting for you to want me.”

he tugs down on his bottom lip for a moment. “y/n, I fucking love you.” he spits out, not regretting it one bit. “more than you’ll ever know, the only girl I’ve wanted is you, let me be the man you’ve never had.”

you stood there completely shocked at his words. your eyes never left his. you took a deep breath, processing his words. “please say something.” he says, caressing your cheek.

“I-I don’t know what to say.” you whisper softly. “what if you hurt me too?” “I would never, plus actions speak louder.” is all he says before leaning in and softly kissing your lips, tasting the strawberry flavored lipgloss you had on. “if you kiss me back, that means you feel the same way.” he says against your lips.

you thought for a moment before kissing him back, you hands instantly cupping his face. after that speech, you had to give him a a chance. his arms wraps around your waist, pulling you closer. he deepened the kiss, enjoying the taste of your lips. he couldn’t let go, he didn’t want to let go. this was the moment he’s been waiting for, the moment he was craving for, he didn’t want it to end. it felt a like dream.

when he pulls away he looks at you, his forehead pressing against yours. “so does that mean..?” he trails off and you nod. “I want to give this a chance, and I’m sorry I didn’t realize you liked me that much.” you whisper, caressing his shoulders. “it’s fine, I’m sorry it took so long for me to say it.” he nods, tucking your hair behind your ear. “there’s only one more question to ask.” he says and you look at him confusingly.

“Will you go out with me? nothing too serious yet, we can take things slow.” he says, his heart racing and you look at him for a moment, a smile appearing on your face. “Yeah, I’d like that, I just wish you would’ve told me all of this sooner.” you shrug gently.

“me too, especially if I knew it’d start like this” his eyes never leaves yours. your soft lips touch his again, your hands on his chest as you passionately kiss him.

he kisses you back with the same passion, his hands on your lower back. he gently pushes you against the wall, his hands moving to your thighs and carefully lifting you from the ground gently squeezing your thighs. “you sure you want to?” his voice whispers against your lips and you shake your head.

“Not here, maybe later on, when you’re not in your costume.” a soft smile appears on your lips and he chuckles and nods before putting you down. “deal.”

after that conversation, you two went back downstairs and Ryan came up to you and sunghoon glares at him. “Look (Y/N), I’m sorry for-“ you hand made contact with his face, earning shock gasps from the crowd. “rot in hell.” is all you say before walking away from him and out the door, taking sunghoon with you.

𝐜𝐲𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬 © 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒.

#enhypen #enhypen fluff #enhypen angst #enhypen sunghoon #enhypen park sunghoon #enhypen sunghoon x reader #enhypen sunghoon fluff #park sunghoon #sunghoon x reader #sunghoon x y/n #sunghoon x you #park sunghoon x reader #park sunghoon x you

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sewinrat · 1 year ago

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YEAH UR WRITING IS AWESOME IM IN LOVE W THAT FIC!!!!N Im rlly sorry for forgetting write more details abt it!!

wondering if u could do Nyen x rat reader ^.^

ahahah sorry if Im requesting a lot Im js desperate n ur the only active ranfren fanfiction writer

It's fine. I understand. Also sorry I'm late with this thing

"Do you really have to hunt us everytime you see us?" You asked Nyen who is reading 'My Alter Ego Is A Turtle God Who Loves My Ex Boyfriend', from the ceiling in a hole. "My master is still stressed these days because of the last Christmas. His stress will only get worse if he saw a rat or a mouse roaming around," he replies - remarked - back to you while Still paying attention to his book. You raise an eyebrow at him, putting you chin on the palm of your hand and asked once more, "So why am I still here?"

Nyen didn't respond. Maybe he doesn't know. Why didn't he killed you? This is pretty rare of Nyen. Really rare actually and you're taking the opportunity to tease him, "Aww~ is the tom cat going soft for a little ol' me the rat?~" in a mocking baby voice.

"Shut up." He demands. He glared at you for a moment before going back to read. You laugh at him before you quiet down. You both sit around in silence for a while before you got tired and bored. You tried to turn back to crawl away but Nyen stopped you, "Why don't you just be with us?" This question made you physically stopped. "...What do you mean? I'm already part of the house!" you tried to joke it off.

"I mean, being one of the pets," he offered like it was possible. You sigh and look down at Nyen from the ceiling hole. "You know that's not possible, love." You lean down carefully to do an eskimo kiss(nose rub) to him as comfort. "Your master will never accept me as a pet. Maybe the kid with glasses will but I'm sure you don't want that," you rationalise with him. Nyen nods in disappointment.

You glance behind you back into the ceiling hole and gave Nyen one last kiss to the cheek. "I have to go now. I'll see you later. Our food are running out so I'm sure he'll attempt to get food from your fridge. I know you're still a cat but still, hold back a little will ya?" Nyen chuckles, "No promises."

#ranfren #randal’s friends #nyen catman #nyen #x reader #ranfren x reader #nyen x reader #sorry I'm late i was busy with exams #it's over now #originally this was supposed to be an enemies to lovers #Sincerely sewer rat

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aftarchive · 1 year ago

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it's unfortunate that we didn't get more william/mike interactions, but what we do have is still so good, and there's so much to that first scene in particular -

william stares at mike a while before even saying anything--if his goal was to make mike uncomfortable, he succeeded--mike was literally already squirming before william even opens his mouth

the way william interrupts mike and talks over him....mike is definitely not the one in control of this interaction

the look on mike's face when william says "insubordination" is soooo bratty like he's on the edge of his seat wanting to defy what william's saying right then and there (but instead he's a good boy and just lets william talk)

"it's like you're not even trying here, yet you sit before me, asking for help" ????? the very first time i watched this movie before i was even clued in to aftschmidt i was like wtf....what kind of power dynamics is this career counselor pulling??

that plus the whole "your options are gonna be extremely limited" and "i get that, it's just not that easy" i was fully prepared for this to turn into a porno where mike sucks his dick to get a job

putting the rest under a read more cause it got a little longer than planned lol

and of course the stare when he reads mike's last name, like william was already enjoying toying with mike a little, putting him in his place and letting him know william was the one in charge here, but as soon as he learns who mike is the whole game changes. he's so pleased mike has made his way back into his life and apart from his little ramble about coffee as he was getting a hold of his excitement and figuring out what he wanted to do next, every word out of his mouth is manipulating mike to ensure william doesn't lose him again.

the way he goes "come on, sit down, sit, sit, sit, sit, sit!" and the smile on his face? he LIKES this, he likes mike, he likes this game of cat and mouse that only he knows is happening. mike isn't like all the other security guards he's sent that way. mike is special.

"that's two things" ah, there's the insubordination--just a little bit, but william still reacts to it. his smile drops and his tone immediately shifts from high and playful to low and deadpan. his jaw even flexes after he finishes speaking. he doesn't like the insubordination, but he sure is going to enjoy beating it out of him.

and the way he doesn't even let a single beat pass after mike's question before responding. william is DYING to get his hands on that boy and either choke him until he passes out or pin him down and pet his hair. maybe both. probably both.

and then the height difference just makes everything even more delicious. from that to the age gap to all the different power dynamics.......yeah

#aftschmidt #mine

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dailyreverie · 2 years ago

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Expanding the family

Part of the Undercover universe

A/N: Quick little something something to introduce the new member of the household. Also did someone say mutual pining? (I did it was me I said it)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word count: 893 words

SERIES MASTERLIST

NOTE: There’s no taglist form but if you want to be tagged on every update for this universe please let me know!

You never expected that the second you opened your front door, there would be cat waiting for you on top of the dinner table.

You remain frozen on your spot by the door, grocery bags still in your arms as you look shocked at the feline that keeps swatting its tail from side to side, looking at you with the same surprise as if you were the one who wasn’t supposed to be there. A high-pitched meow comes from the cat then, and that is when you break from your questioning trance because you realize… someone must have let the cat get into the apartment.

“Buck?” You call into the apartment with caution, but even like that, it causes a louder meow from the cat. “Bucky!”

“Shit- hey! Hi! You’re home!” Bucky appears from around the hall, in his hands all the evidence that he was, indeed, responsible for the unexpected guest; with a shovel, a tiny mouse, and a rattle, all held in one hand, he holds the other one in front of you when he sees the surprised look on your face, as if he needed you not to move.

“There’s a cat on the table.” You stated the obvious, still in need of an explanation.

“Yes, yes, I know. Let me explain.”

“Please do-”

“I was taking the trash out, and when I threw the bag into the container I heard this little whine coming from inside.” You approached the cat slowly as he did too, relaxing at the sound of Bucky’s voice recounting the story with such softness. “I had to do a little digging, which wasn’t fun, but underneath one of the bags I found her.”

The kitten looked at you once Bucky finished telling her story as if she needed your approval now. You smiled at her and started scratching behind her ears mindlessly. “Was no one around?” You asked first. “She could be mic’d, someone could be using her for something. Remember why we’re here? Remember we could be surrounded by Hydra?”

“She’s clear, I checked.” He was quick to assure you, making you take a deep breath and smile softly.

“Oh, Buck.” You could feel your heart swelling because of him, of how much he had actually done for a cat he found in the trash - a cat that was left abandoned for its own luck and that he took it on himself to rescue.

“What do you think? Can we keep her?” He looked at you hopefully, big-eyed as he awaited your response. With your heart so full of love for him, and his eyes looking at you like that, how could you ever say no?

“Of course, we can. You live here too, remember?” You patted his cheek lovingly as you shared a smile. How could you not be completely head over heels for him, and how are you supposed to hide it? “Besides, you already bought stuff for her. When did you even-?”

“There’s a pet store around the corner, I googled it.” Bucky finished proudly. “I figured you’d say yes, and I thought I could get a jump start on getting Alpine settled.”

“Alpine?” You asked after a beat, and Bucky’s cheeks began to redden.

“Y-yeah, well… she kept climbing the couch, and she’s all white, y’know, like snow… So I thought maybe we could call her Alpine.” In his stutter, his deep Brooklyn accent came to surface as he scratched the back of his neck. You had turned into the human form of a smile meanwhile, which didn’t particularly help to calm his embarrassment. “What?”

“You are adorable, Bucky Barnes.” Your head shook in disbelief.

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It was late at night when Bucky finished the day’s report and decided to join you in the living room. He could hear the movie you were watching playing in the background and the scent of popcorn fading. Truth is, he was exhausted, it was late, and sitting on a couch with you by his side sounded like the perfect way to end his day. “What you watching, doll?” He asks into the room as he approaches it. You don’t answer, though, maybe you were too deep into the movie, or he was still too far for you to hear, so he asks again once he’s about to sit, except that when he turns to you to ask, he realizes the reason why you didn’t answer.

You are sound asleep on the couch, all with hands under your head and calm breaths, and right next to you, curled against your chest, there’s a ball of white fur sleeping as peacefully as you are. Bucky can’t help but watch you for a minute - or maybe two -, he doesn’t care if its creepy, that’s the last thing that goes through his mind.

Bucky Barnes has never been one to need a lot, or to ask a lot from life, but for the first time his life felt complete, with you and your kitten, as dumb as it could sound. Right then, he forgot all about the mission, right then he was a regular guy finishing his work day to join you at the couch; right then, he urged the universe to let him always be near you. How could he not be completely head over heels for you, and how was he supposed to hide it?

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Thanks for reading! Please reblog and comment if you enjoyed it!

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fatuifucker · 2 years ago

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third stream: desire for approval

[art cr: kuroume_1024 on twt]

bratty trans! streamer! scaramouche x dom fem-sex reader (they/them pronouns used for reader)

SUMMARY = how far would you go for attention?

WARNINGS = please view the sucker series masterlist for the full warnings! smut, penetration (reader giving), brat taming, asphyxiation, boobplay, use of the word “cunt”, use of pet name "angel" + "cumslut" + similar language, scara has nipple and navel piercings, womb tattoo, lingerie, self-sexualisation, codependence, unhealthy relationship, suicide ideation, self-harm, gender dysphoria, transphobia, attempted self-mutilation, implied domestic abuse

W/C = 2.6k

A/N = my word count is getting higher and higher be proud of me!! i was actually intending on writing a valentine's fic instead but uh ig you can take this as the late valentine's day fic instead lol. this may be my last x reader for a while for i would like to focus on more character x character. there are some zines im interested in participating and i want to have fics that i can use for my portfolio bc i don't think character x readers do good for zines lol oh yeah also little shoutout to the usernames featured in scara's stream!!

TAGS = @midnxght-sweet-time, @barbatosfavouritenun, @edenialucas, @huboi, @nejibot, @yumixxn, @teallapril

P-chan should be cute, pretty, handsome. Appearance-wise, they are perfect. Their gender doesn't matter but I want someone with a body like mine. I don't like nuisances so they have to be calm and collected. They have to be rational so they can comfort me and stop me from making impulsive decisions.

I want them to be independent but not too independent. They'll need me to command them like a pet. Maybe like a bunny? They could be that innocent-looking type but is secretly horny for me hehe. I'll have to work out the details later. But it's fine even if they are unsure about their personality. People like that tend to rely on the self-assured more. Maybe I could even dress up in the clothes I can't wear.

They won't be able to live without me.

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“Ohh…it’s soh gud,” Scara moans, her tongue trailing up the melting popsicle before sucking on it. “Mmm…I might get addicted...”

The stream chat floods with comments; majority of it being provocative remarks. Just the reaction she intended. Although Scara hates to be sexualised by her fans, she knows that suggestive content rakes up the viewer count the fastest.

Almost halfway to a month, yet she hasn’t even reached half a million yet. She doesn’t have much time so even if that means that she has to whore herself like this…

“Mmm it’s sticking all over my fingers…” Scara licks the vanilla cream off her fingers, exaggerating her noises as she continues sucking on the popsicle. “It’s a good thing I took off my gloves. Or else it would have been allll over me.”

cauldron-of-anon: you know what else is creamy and drips all over

eunchaeluvr: I LOVE ICE CREAM

bubiblossom: god Im so happy I was born

cinshaberu: big…

leefrfr: that looks good

yourmomsucksme: YESYESYESYESYES

vermillionbun: THANK YOU SCARA

Scara giggles as she licks a strip up the popsicle. Hm, but it’s about time she ended the stream. All this sugary sweet stuff is cloying…ugh. She finishes the popsicle sensually and cleans her hands with a wet wipe.

“Thank you for the meal, it was delicious. I have to meet up with a friend so I’ll respond to the superchats another time.” Scara blows a kiss, mouse hovering over the ‘end stream’ button. “So long suckers!”

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You’ve reached another milestone today. It’s funny how the other day, both you and Kunihiko were worried about his stagnancy. Today, he has surpassed 50k subscribers. Since this genre of streams garners the most viewers, maybe it’s okay to ask him to do more sexy streams. Probably not too much though. You don’t want Scara to come out as just another female streamer selling her body for clout. Conspiracy theories seem to do well…that goes for her ‘Scara Tries Things’ series. You’ll have to make her work harder these upcoming days, especially since she’s been slacking off lately. You’ve been trying not to push Kuni too hard but—

You blink as your phone is snatched away from you. “You’re still doing work?”

“Yes, that’s my job as your producer.” You stare at Kuni.

Your boyfriend scowls, grabbing your forearm. “Right now I need you to do your job as my partner.”

You don’t make any effort to resist as Kuni drags you like a ragdoll, grunting when he tosses you onto the bed. You sit there, waiting for Kuni to finish changing and give you your orders for the night. In the meantime, you occupy yourself by looking around.

Kuni didn’t have any requests for a themed room so you chose a classy one. The room was laden with rich reds and blacks, a jacuzzi and a drawer stocked with condoms, lube, all the essentials. In truth, it looked like any expensive hotel room, except that the fee for this one was much cheaper that any 5 star hotel. The good thing about love hotels is that they are soundproof — meaning Kuni is going to make you fuck him all night so he can savour the experience of moaning as loud as he wants without alerting the neighbours. Speaking of which, he wanted you to wear something, didn’t he? It should be the one on the table…

Unveiling the contents of the paper bag reveals an angel-themed lingerie set. The bodysuit is made out of fine white satin, decorated with ribbons at the shoulder straps, tulle around the hips, and etched with cloud patterns. Matching the set of white ribbon garters are sheer cloud-covered unattached sleeves that look like it extends past your elbows, looping around the middle finger to partially cover the top of your hands and leaving the rest bare. Without batting an eye, you shed your clothes off and dress yourself in the gifted outfit.

“Are you done?” Kuni calls from the bathroom after a few minutes.

“Yes.”

You sit on the bed, watching as your boyfriend exit the bathroom. A devilish grin rests on his carmine-lined lips as he sashays in black stilettos. He’s dressed head to toe in black leather — from the bodysuit, to the arm sleeves and stockings — but the bodysuit specifically emits a sort of polychromatic glow, shifting to a shimmering purple under the fluorescent light. The whole outfit hugs his body tight, squeezing his body in certain areas that pulls attention to the exposed skin spilling out his thighs and his chest… Your gaze darts back to his eyes, heart thumping upon realising that he is right in front of you.

Kuni chuckles. “What? You embarrassed?” He takes your hand, placing it on his chest. “Don’t be. I wore this just for you, you know?” Entranced, your eyes follow the movements of his other hand, watching as he unzips the zip on his waist, pushing down the waistband to display the pink, heart-shaped tattoo on his pelvis; resembling those typical womb tattoos you see in hentai. “You’re my sweet, obedient angel. And you’re going to reward this naughty succubus for working so hard for the both of us.” Kuni shoves you down on the bed, letting you sit in your state of shock as he purrs into your ear. "Get your toys. They are on the bedside table."

Sure enough, there's your bullet vibrator and buttplug; the ones Kuni asked you to bring today. You turn the motor to its maximum speed, goosebumps all over your skin as it makes contact with your sex. Next goes the plug, which you make sure to lubricate before inserting it into your puckered hole. When you lift your head, Kuni’s stinging violet gaze is locked upon you, a smirk on his carmine lips as he plays with his covered clit. You immediately turn your attention down, removing his underwear with hurried fingers and latching onto the swollen bub.

Soft thighs wrap around your head as your tongue switches its focus on his leaky cunt. Juices drip all over your tongue as you dive into him, eating him like a gourmet buffet. The whir of the vibrator reverberates off the insulated walls, rousing the fire in your groin that stupefies you into shaking your ass, savouring the sensation of your hole squeezing around the plug. Your eyes flit back up to your lover, his lust-filled eyes fixed onto you. His cunt oozes with ambrosial nectar, and you lap it up like a starved creature, goaded by his saccharine moans. A squeal reveals the arrival of his high, manicured nails digging into the sheets before vitality deserts him, leaving him laying limp on the bed.

The strained, rapid breaths becomes the only source of sound in the room once the motor is turned off. What fills the space of silence is rustling, followed by a click and then followed by a wet noise of viscous liquid. Kuni spreads his legs as your body hovers over him, a tired look on his face. He senses your hesitation.

“Don’t give that look,” he sneers. “I already gave you permission to ruin me. Unless…” he juts his bottom lip out, eyebrows lowered in a display of mockery. “you’re backing away now because you realised you can’t do it. No matter how cool, calm and controlled you think you are, I’m the one who holds dominion over you. Without my orders, you’re hopeless. You don’t know what to do because I’m the one who holds the power. Without me, you’re— ah!!”

His back arches into a crescent as the strap spears him without warning. Without giving him time to adjust, you’re grinding your hips against his, slamming the cock in and out while he cries in pleasure.

“Yes, yes, yes! Use me! Break me! Fix me! Oh god, please, please, please—!”

The force of your thrusts jostles Kuni against the bed, incandescent light shifting the polychromatic purples of his collar that just beckon you to wrap your hand around the thin neck. The added pressure around his neck makes him mewl in delight, hands guiding your free hand up his hips, past his navel piercing, and landing on his chest.

“Touch my boobs…” he rasps.

“I don’t recall giving you permission to order me around,” you say with a bite in your voice, tugging on one of his nipple piercings to make him squeak. “Do I have to punish you for your insolence?” Nonetheless, you turn your attention to his chest, peppering it with kisses and hickeys, suckling on his nipples, all to make the little brat writhe under you.

“(Name)...” he whines. “Punish me, ruin me, I don’t care! I don’t care about anything as long as you need me— aah…think of me and no one else! Want only me, love only me, love me, love me, love— haaah~!! I’m cumming, I’m—!”

His orgasm is signified by a shower of translucent strings streaming out of his soaked cunt, essence staining the floor and sheets in splatters. Kuni wheezes for air once you release the hold on his neck, arms wrapping around you as he basks in the momentary peace.

“Are you okay? Was I too rough?”

“I…I can do it again…” he says in between breaths, pushing himself up with his elbows. “Come on, I’m your…I’m your succubus, aren’t I? You…you have to punish me…”

You shrink back. “Kuni, I really think you need a break—”

A sudden weight thrown onto you interrupts your monologue. You blink, seeing your smirking boyfriend has switched positions with you; with you now underneath him while he’s on top of you.

“Oh I’m much stronger than you think. This body is curated for you…for all of your desires and wants. So, do your worse,” He cusps your cheek, lips covering over yours. “and dig in.”

Kuni kisses you with fervour, determined to infect you with his lust. An unwelcome sense of unease churns instead.

—

The sharp pain makes Kuni's body tingle with adrenaline, foggy eyes watching scarlet sanguine spill out the wound. His chest rises and falls as he pants, shaking fingers bringing the bloodied blade to slash an untouched portion on his wrist. He lets the high consume him, a penumbra that suppresses the emotional turmoil threatening to boil over the messed up pot that is him. Yet that high is all-consuming, and it begs for more. Cloudy indigos flit up to the mirror, a blurry figure reflecting back his ugly existence and that ugly chest that proves of his inferiority as a man.

"Cut your hair? But you’re the most beautiful with long hair."

"Where did you get those shorts? A pretty girl like you should wear dresses."

"Why does she dress like that?”

"Huh? But…you’re a girl."

Shut up, shut up.

”Kuniko, do you really think that anyone in this world will accept you as a boy?”

Shut up, shut up, shut up shut up shut up—

"Do you want to bleed out?"

Kuni ignores the way his raised hand trembles, grumbling as he glares at the person standing by the door. "Wasn't intending to. But if I die from blood loss, it wouldn’t be a bad thing either."

"I would be upset." You take a step forward, stopping when he inches the razor closer to his chest. "You know, if you wanted to get rid of them, we could always visit a professional. Surgery would be safer–"

“Do you think I give a shit about my safety?!” Kuni screams, beads of tears pouring like a waterfall. “I want to die! I don’t want to exist anymore, why don’t you get it?!”

“What makes you think that I don’t?”

“You…you…” Kuni swallows, his dry mouth making speech a burden.

“Maybe I don’t want to live either," You say. "but I still want you to survive.”

Kuni laughs dryly. “How selfish of you.”

“How ironic of you of all people to say that."

He doesn’t respond to that.

“I need you just as much as you need me. We can’t survive without each other.”

“I know.”

“I’m here because you want me to stop you. You want me to make you feel better.”

“...Yes.”

“How do you want me to do that?"

“...Hold me."

A trace of warmth swathes him; barely there but still enough. Kuni leans against the cold wall, quiet sobs echoing through the tiny room, caged in this claustrophobic space. The air is cold and suffocating, but he knows it will be okay because you’re here. It will be okay, because (Name) is here. (Name) is always with me. (Name) can never leave me. He closes his eyes, letting your gentle scent waft into his nose. He takes apart the scent: an amalgamation of lavender, sandalwood and sage, like the aromatherapy candles he lights. If he focuses, he can feel your warm, calming breaths brushing against his ear, reminding him that you’re there. You’ll always be there for him, and nothing will change that. It takes a while but slowly, his breaths even out, settling into a steady cadence.

You let go of him. His eyes are fixed on the floor.

“Are you okay?” You ask, caressing his dishevelled locks.

His gaze doesn’t leave the floor. “I can handle more than this.”

The sound of muffled shouting interrupts the quiet conversation. Kuni winces, looking at the direction of the disturbance. He recognises the voices but tunes out the repetitive string of words, palms cupping his ears while his back slides down the wall. The voices get louder and louder, accompanied by clashes of porcelain and the collide of wood against other household objects. He doesn’t register that he’s shaking until the familiar warmth surrounds him again.

“Let’s watch KAngel.”

—

[You received a text from Kuniku<3!]

Kuniku<3: (name)

Kuniku<3: ur asleep right?

Kuniku<3: couldnt sleep so i went out for a walk lol

Kuniku<3: i brought along the switchblade u bought me

Kuniku<3: in case a perv wants to catch a case hehe

[Kuniku<3 is typing…]

Kuniku<3: hey

Kuniku<3: you know i hate being alone right?

Kuniku<3: whenever you leave me for too long

Kuniku<3: im afraid that you realised you dont need me after all

Kuniku<3: i have to rely on you

Kuniku<3: but do you still need me?

Kuniku<3: or do i have to make you depend on me more?

[Kuniku<3 is typing…]

Kuniku<3: i want to disappear

Kuniku<3: i want to die

[Message Deleted]

Kuniku<3: hope my favourite cumslut got a good rest <3

Kuniku<3: i’ve been doing a good job right? sooo u will give me a break right?

Kuniku<3: i took the liberty of picking date ideas so what do u wanna do??

[Your answer]

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niyanii · 1 year ago

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𝘤𝘶𝘮 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 ||𝘑𝘑𝘒

Genre: Smut, angst. Friends w benefits AU

Pairing: Jungkook! Best friend X reader

One-shot. !! I am not sexualizing Jungkook, this is simply FICTION !!

You're fucked. Feeling hopeless, you toss and turn in your bed, unable to find an escape. It's as if this sensation is consuming you from within, and you are powerless to resist it. As you clench your thighs together, the visions of the dream that jolted you awake flood your mind. The sensation of horniness engulfs you, overpowering your every thought. You attempt to disregard it, yet the intensity continues to grow unabated. You are unable to ignore the arousal that burns inside you, akin to an unquenchable fire. That's the effect Jungkook has on you. The longing you feel for him is almost too much to bear.

Remembering the dream again, you arouse even more at the thought of Jungkooks cock splitting your folds. It's mouth-watering and you can't help but grow frustrated over the fact you can't just go to his house at 2 in the morning just to fuck. Can you? You let out a deep sigh, frustrated over the fact that you can't do that. You get up from the bed, still aroused, and try to do something to distract your mind from the frustrating thoughts. You start to think that maybe you should just send him a text instead.

You grab your phone and quickly type out a message, trying to keep it as casual as possible. "Hey, I'm bored u up?" You hit send and wait for a reply, the anticipation building in the back of your mind. You start to wonder if he will respond, or if he's asleep. After a few minutes, you get a reply. "Oh really? I'm sure you can find something better to do than text me". Your fingers are fast and you reply "Oh yeah? What did you have in mind?" You hit send, and wait for his response. "I don't know baby, up at this hour and texting me out of all people?" You could imagine the teasing in his tone and you almost rolled your eyes. Instead, you playfully respond "Don't flatter yourself, I just can't sleep and why do I have you as a friend then?" It was like a game of cat and mouse, where you were both trying to outwit each other with your words. He would make a sly comment, and you would respond with a witty comeback, keeping the conversation going. It was an entertaining volley of back-and-forth banter that kept you both engaged. Every exchange brought a new wave of excitement, as you challenged each other to come up with more clever remarks. The thrill of this verbal sparring made the conversation feel alive and vibrant. "I don't know baby, why?" Your heart quickens up with the pet name he teases you with, adding a touch of affection to the playful banter.

What are you doing to me.

"I don't know either, can I come over?" As you hit send, you glance at the time. For you, it wasn't late at all, especially when that tingle between your thighs is frustrating you the fuck out. "At this hour? No, I'll come over instead" You smile instantly at his reply and send him a quick 'okay' before throwing your phone next to you.

The wetness between your thighs and the tingling in the pit of your stomach is frustrating. Waiting for his arrival is making you want to throw yourself off a cliff. You need him, you want him. And you know he won't ever say no. In fact, you think he already knows what this is leading to.

As the doorbell of your apartment rings, you're instantly running towards the entrance to open the door for him. As you open the door, he reveals himself, his hair stuck to his forehead due to them being wet. The rain had soaked him through causing his clothes to stick firmly onto his body. The black shirt stuck onto his upper body, causing the shape of his muscles to become clear for your eyes. It was something about him with wet hair that made the fire in the pit of your stomach grow. "Missed me?" He remarks with a smirk as he enters the apartment, as he passed by you could smell the scent of his cologne. Something about it made him even more attractive and you almost moaned at the delight.

You shut the door lock it and follow him to the living room. As you both stand in the centre of the living room, he looks at you before asking."Do you have any clothes of me here?" You nod slowly, your heart racing in anticipation as you walk to the bedroom and he follows like a lost puppy. He couldn't help but admire the way your hips swung and your ass was perfectly visible in the shorts you were wearing. "Here.." You say, almost breathlessly, as you give him a pair of pants and a shirt he left earlier when he slept over. He took the clothes, his lips formed in a sly smirk. As he takes the clothes you decide to exit the room and give him privacy to change.

"Damn, won't you help me get this on?" You turn, your eyes scanning his face. It was painted with mischief, the tone in his voice proved so. A tense silence filled the room, the temperature rising as he waited for your response. You could feel the electricity in the air, the anticipation building as you both locked eyes. "I think I'd prefer to watch you do it," you replied, a smile playing on your face as you watch his expression change. Shocked by your boldness. You walk up to the bed and sit down, slightly laying back, your arms holding you up. He slowly moved closer, his hand on your cheek as he leaned in. His lips were just a fraction of an inch away, and you could feel his warm breath on your skin."sure baby, anything for you" He replied before moving away, a smirk playing on his lips.

You watch as he tugs his shirt off, his toned body perfectly before your eyes. He was teasing you, the smirk on his lips betraying his intentions. His eyes were alight with mischief, and it made your heart race. You knew he was going to do something else, but you had no idea what it was. As he shakes his head, the droplets of water land on your skin. His hand reach the hem of his sweatpants, he pulls it slightly, and the band of his boxers show. Calvin Kleins causing you to press your thighs together, and he noticed it. His fingers were slowly sliding the pants off, and you could feel the heat emanating from your body. Your breathing became shallow, and you felt like you couldn't move. He was undressing in front of you, and you couldn't look away. His gaze was locked on yours, and he teased you by playing with the hem of his sweatpants.

He moved closer, leaning into you as he whispered in your ear. His breath was hot against your skin "Can I?" He asks, you nod as soon as he finishes his sentence. The next thing you know his lips are pressed onto your skin. His hands were everywhere, exploring your body as his lips trailed down your neck. His hands travelled to yours, one hand grabbing both of yours he lays you on the bed His lips moved lower, exploring every inch of your body as he kissed it, his hand crept under your shirt and soon you felt him cupping your breasts.

You could feel the heat between you, and you moaned in pleasure. He continued to kiss you, switching from one breast to the other, eliciting more moans from you. His hands explored further, slowly taking off your clothes as he moved lower until he was finally between your legs. "No panties, fuck you were really looking forward to fucking huh? Not letting you reply, you gasped in pleasure as his tongue licked a long stripe between your folds.

our taste lingering on his taste buds. He then started to lick and suck on your clit, before he entered you with his tongue. He flicked his tongue in and out of you, sending shockwaves through your body as his fingers moved in circles against your inner walls. Your hands clutched onto his long black locks, pushing him into you. He was eating you out, making you moan in pleasure as his tongue explored every inch of you. His fingers were moving in circles, making you cry out in pleasure as he increased the tempo. You were in a state of bliss as he kept licking and sucking on your clitoris, sending waves of pleasure through your body. As he pulls away you manage to get a glance at him, his lips soaked in your arousal, he licked his lips before he hovered above you.

Whispering in your ear he asks for your permission "I'm gonna fuck you, m'kay?" The rasp in his voice causes you to get even more aroused. You hum in reply and he pulls away. He jumps off the bed and heads up to the pile of wet clothes, his hands reaching into his pocket he pulls out the foil package. You wiggle and adjust yourself on the bed as he rips open the package and rolls the condom onto his shaft. Hovering above you once again his lips find yours, as he teases you with his tip.

His cock spread your folds, the wetness making it easier for his tip to glide in. You gasp at the stretch and he takes the chance to enter his tongue in your mouth, exploring you. He takes his time, rocking his hips gently as he goes deeper and deeper. His moans and yours mix in the air, creating a beautiful symphony of pleasure. His hands caress your body as he continues to explore you. His head buried in the crook of your neck as he starts to speed up. His breathing becomes erratic as his thrusts become harder and harder. You clench around him, feeling your orgasm reaching.

"Fuck fuck, Relax baby.." He whispers and you clench again He grips your hips tightly as he continues to thrust faster and faster. Your breath quickens up as he releases a set of curses. You feel like you are going to burst any second and he can feel it too. He grunts as you reach the peak of pleasure. He rides you through it chasing his own orgasm. You whine at the overstimulation, he kisses you on your neck calming you down. "You feel so fucking good baby.." He whispers and you clench around him again. And soon his balls tighten and he reached the peak of pleasure. Pulling out of you and leaving you empty. You collapse in a heap, feeling exhausted. He lays beside you and wraps his arms around you, holding you close. "You wore me out, baby"

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swords-of-a-soilder · 1 year ago

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The Healing Process

Chapter 1

Confession and Bonfires

This is my first qsmp fic be nice to me; also this is some what outdated but everyone insisted I finish it anyways so here it is!

Cellbit eyes fell half lid as he phased into place, overlooking phill and Misa's home. He hadn't the proper chance to caught up since the events of purgatory, the exhaustion for the damage his body took put him out for weeks at least and the horrid vision of mind are ones he'd rather forget.

He slowly walked over to the front door of the home where he knocked for a whole 3 second, before then looking through the window.

The double bed remained empty amongst the wall of pictures, his eyes gazed back and forth as he search for any life, then sighed when he found none.

Cellbit was about to leave when he heard an iron door push open, he walked over to where he heard the sound watching Phill crawl from an underground base.

"Oi, Philza." Cellbit started

"Sup mate!" Phill greeted, he crawl his way out the hole completely, shutting the door behind him.

"I hope I'm not interrupting you, seem you were bu-" before Cellbit finished his sentence he experience a strong embrace from Phill, sending the younger gentleman into shock.

Finally Phill pulled away meeting Cellbit gaze, "I'm glad you're alright, I was worried you wouldn't make it back." He confessed

Cellbit blink momentarily before his brain flowed again, "I'm glad to see you too."

"oh, are you good on cookies by the way?" Phill starting, "I don't know if you heard but the eggs need to take 8 cookies a week. I started collecting as many as I could so you're good for the week."

"Jesus, it's purgatory all over again." Cellbit joked

"Ah, sorry." Phill respond

Cellbit immediately noticed the tint of regret in Phil's eyes, he seemed to be defaulting to the purgatory mind set, Cell might of said it was concerning if he had found himself doing the same.

It wasn't suprising he was still in survival mode, especially when they didn't get the opportunity to have a proper set off, there was a huge difference between running to the boat to save your life and a proper bon fire goodbye.

"Um, speaking of purgatory, I just wanted to stop by and say maybe, if you're not busy we have a proper send off." Cellbit began.

"An send off?"

"A finally good bye to purgatory, I mean obviously we aren't gonna forgot it entirely but this will help us to move on."

Phill stared at him in disbelief before speaking again, "this was Roier's idea, wasn't it?"

Cellbit release a defeated sigh as he lost his confidence, "yes, it's not the best idea but it's a idea."

"I mean I like the idea, It just didn't seem like you."

Cellbit chuckled at Phill's respond, "no I'd like to ignore it all together, but Roier's seems convince, so I have to at least try."

"sure thing mate, when is it gonna be?"

"Midnight, why then?" Jaiden asked as she pet one of her many parrot birds.

"Purgatory had long nights, it'll fit the vibe." Cellbit explain

"Hmm, I don't see why not, where's not drinking tea right?" Jaiden inquired

"why you don't like tea anymore?" Cellbit asked

"God no, I hate tea now!" Foolish insisted.

charlie noted his head in agreement, "yeah no more tea, I will puke my guts out."

"great, it would help if you brought some food, but no pressure." Cellbit suggested

"ah, I'm not the best cook you know?" Etoiles warned

"I can make a mean milkshake!" Mouse added

"milkshake isn't a good night drink is it?" Etoiles asked

"doesn't matter, it's good."mouse double down

Cellbit chuckled at their ridiculous behavior, "well anyways, I'll see you guys tonight then."

It would be untrue to say Cellbit wasn't anxious about the upcoming event,but he was insistence on keeping a bold face for Roier whom saw through it rather easily."

"Pendjo, eres tan fácil de leer; you can just admit to be nervous?" Roier began

"What do I have to be nervous about?" Cellbit detour suddenly paying his attention to the food Roier brought with them.

"Hey come on now, this is supposed to be a night of openness!" Roier rebutted, "ya deberías saberlo mejor, ¡no te voy a juzgar!"

"Cellbit!" A voice called from his left, Cellbit would soon observe Etoiles approaching with Mouse by his side, Both holding milk products respectfully.

"I tired to stop her, but she instead on it." Etoiles inform as he passed off a large jug filled to the brim with a cold milkshake.

Cellbit released a nervous chuckle as he place the jug down, "well, the others aren't here but, feel free to chill by the fire."

"Hey, you got any music?" Mouse inquired

"I didn't prepare for..I think I might have a record in my backpack.." Cellbit pulled his backpack from under the table fumbling through it.

He eventually pulled a dic out that he handed off to mouse, whom immediately set it to play on her own backpack. The familiar tunes of pig step filled the air, as mouse dance her way over to fire.

It didn't take long for the others to show up, Charlie, jadien and foolish all in that order. Phil of course was the last one to show up, carry a dispenser jug of Ice Tea.

And with that his promise was broken, "Ah Phil, did you really have to bring tea?" Cellbit started

"Why not, its good!"

"Yes, but Foolish and Charlie, really didn't want to drink any-"

"Oh really?" Phil interrupted, "its a god damn send off they can drink the Tea, Foolish come drink this!" Phil demand as he poured foolish a cup.

"No, get that shit away from me!" Foolish begged

Cellbit chuckled at Phil's ridiculous behavior, then blended into the group forcing himself to socially per Roier's orders.

For the majority of the night it was mostly chill, in a not so suprising turn of events Cellbit found his desire to communicate to run dry in the first hour.

You could only do so much small talk before it becomes a drag, so he stayed by his partner, not necessarily saying anything but kept seated next to Him with his head rested on his shoulders, just Observering the other.

Therefore he couldn't help but notice that Phil of all people was acting rather strange and thus tuned into him and his conversations a lot more; which actually weren't that many since Phil spent most his time chugging tea at the dispenser.

The troubling part was, the driver was absolutely alcoholic, Cellbit certainly smelt the Vodka from here; granted he was fully aware Phil wasn't the one who spiked it but he surely figured out by now what was in it.

"Phil, come on stick fight?" Etoiles pleaded

Phil could feel his head spinning at the thought, but having turn him down the past few days he felt obligated to play along. He place the cup on the table, "yeah.. Ok." He agreed fetching a stick from his inventory

Etoiles was basically bouncing of the non existence walls in excitement, soon taking his stance in preparation as Phil did the same.

Cellbit would say he felt bad for watching, he knew without a shadow of a doubt Phil was about to eat shit, but lot like a car crash he just couldn't look away.

And eat shit Phil did, getting knocked down in less than ten seconds by the dullest part of Eotiles stick, but credit where credit was due, Phil clearly wasn't focus.

In fact Cell quickly track his vision to the others dancing, specifically Mouse, whom held a Goat's skull on her head. Phil would soon thank Etoiles for the fight then quickly made his way to mouse, stealing the skull then engaging in small talk.

"Where did you find this, I never see skulls this small just about." Phil was Cleary lying through his teeth, it seemed more like he just wanted an excuse not to give the item back.

Why not just ask to keep it?

"Phil, come on man, dance it's a party!" Charlie was obviously already drunk and while Phil was tispy enough to eat shit in under 10 seconds, Charlie was 'not gonna be able to piss straight' drunk.

So it made sense that he would just casually take the skull and start dancing about, however watching the way Phil's fingers curled in and his lips quiver, it pulled Cellbit to intervene.

He stole the skull from Charlie quickly hiding it in his inventory, satisfied to see a sense of peace wash over Phil. "You're going to poke someone's eye out." Cellbit warned.

"Ah man you're no fun." Charlie complained as he rejoin the group.

After everyone tired themselves out, Roier being the only one who brought actual food, started handing them out; as everyone was forced to sit and discuss by the fire it made the task a little easier.

"Phil, I noticed you don't tend to eat at these events." Cellbit inquiried

"Ah, I normally full up on toast before hand and so I usually just bring some back for Chayanne." Phil informed

"Please at least eat this time." Cellbit request as he past off the dish, "Roier might take it as an insult over wise."

"Yeah, sure mate."

After handing out everything Cell seated himself by the camp fire awaiting Roier's presence, though he find himself slightly annoyed by his husband's statements when he finally sat down.

"So guys, I was thinking right now would be a good opportunity to talk about how we've been feeling."

"Oh boy, here we go." Charlie started, "I don't have a problem ok?!"

"That's not at all what I was talking about." Roier corrected, "look I'm sure purgatory messed with our understanding of trust in our friendship! You don't have to say it, but its a known fact. "

"So?" Foolish asked, rather annoyed by the topic.

"So trust excuses come on, no seas una perra; you talk about your feelings I talk about mine, look I'll even go first!" Roier began, "When Cellbit stayed behind, I felt hurt that my feelings weren't concerned."

"Stop don't." Cellbit pleaded, his face already buried in his hands, "No es que no haya considerado tus sentimientos, solo hice lo que pensé que era mejor para ti."

"Exacto, lo hiciste sabiendo que me haría daño, simplemente porque querías hacer lo mejor para mí, lo entiendo."

"Stop this."

"Pero prefiero ser feliz a lo que es mejor para mí cualquier día, no seas idiota egoísta, te amo."

There was a long silence between the two, and though Cellbit looked ashamed, he also seemed partly content; Therefore it motivated others.

"Um, I'm actually really afraid all the time." Etoiles started

"Wait what?" Phil interrupted, "but you're Etoiles, you're always looking for a fight, being a hero."

"Well its more that I'm afraid of messing up, of not being enough; so of course I do a as many fights to prove to myself I'm strong but.. After it ends I feel pretty empty again."

once more a silence fell among the bon fire, it was clear tonight was expected to be an emotional one.

"sometimes I lose track of my motives." Jaiden began "of why I do the things I do and I've found myself asking, is motive a justification for the wrong I've done?"

Cellbit weight her words in his head, hateful of how strongly he agree with them, "I myself have done, regrettable things.. I knew my motive behind them but, I do wonder if the motive really is a justification.. I.. I don't know anymore."

Then the silence rare her uglyy face once more, the only sound the crackles of the fire. confession spoken would obviously be casted into the fire to burn but to leave their host and avoid becoming poison.

"I've been seeing things," Phil finally admit, "things I'm not sure are real anymore, and others can never seem to see it but.. I feel like I'm going crazy. I saw it, I lived thought it, it all feels real but.."

After the few who felt fit spoke their confession, there was an honor thirty minutes of silence to allow those confession to burn.

Freed from their host, freed from their minds. Once the event came to an end most participates rush their way home, and Phil was not above them

It was Cellbit, whom actually grabbed onto to Phil's shelve holding him back. "Um Phil, about those visions you've been seeing?"

"oh, no I mean, I was worried because I thought it was just because the kids were gone, but then it kept happening so..but it's fine it's probably all in my head." Phil dismissed

"in my experience, it never is." Cell warned, "at least reach out if it happens again."

".... Cellbit have you spelt?"

"wow.." Cellbit let his hands fall off Phil's shelve, "you're gonna turn on me like that!?"

"sleep deprivation is a terrible thing," Phil warned, "get some rest, for your own sake." Phil warned before turning away.

Momentarily Cellbit watch the older man walk away, keeping notice to check on Phil later.

#qsmp fanfiction #qsmp #q!philza #q!etoiles #q!charlie #q!jaiden #q!roier #q!mouse #q! Cellbit #The Healing Process #outdated fanfiction lol #but people wanted me to finish it #except more chapters #on Tumblr im not giving yall my a03 fuck that #also the Spanish bit are google translate im sorry #my first language isn't even English i don't know Spanish well

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I just read your tiny whump academia drabble and 👁👁 boy oh boy do I love little guys being crushed very near to the point of death where they think their bones are bending but I also started thinking hey, i wouldn't continue to trust such a small and wiley pet in a shoebox even if he is a puny nerd, I think the only way to soothe my worries about an escaping little mouse is to make sure it cant move at all shehfh- Or put it in a cute little leash and harness like a domestic rat :3 specifically a retracting leash so you can yank him back with no effort, and it makes them easier to show off for some friends or benefactors~

OKAY UM. OKAY. LET ME GO INTO A WHOLE RANT ABT THE POISONED IVY TINY AU.

tw some nsfw talk, tiny whump, bullying, academia whump, dehumanisation

so idk if u know the context for the story, but bryce is basically blackmailing nate already. nate is being mercilessly bullied and exploited by him in private, while in public nate basically "joined bryce's friend group". bryce has some compromising photos of nate that hes holding over nate's head and basically forcing him to do all of his schoolwork instead of his own to ensure 1. he doesnt have to work much 2. nate cant keep up his own first place on the college leaderboard academically. bc bryce used to be outperformed by him in just this one aspect, and he thought hm... two birds, one stone

so yeah theres already an insane power dynamic going on when nate shrinks. and bryce is like holy fucking shit this is amazing. yes i'll have to go back to doing my own schoolwork but u know what i came to love even more than not working? bullying nate. and then another aspect of it is that..... how do i say this. turns out bryce has a kink for this sort of thing and now hes just horny. theres rly no better way to phrase this. hes not even gay but hes looking at tiny nate and hes suddenly very horny abt the prospect of this helpless little creature who also happens to be his ex academic rival who was already helpless- u get the picture. i wont go into detail but that has consequences. anyway bryce is obsessed w tiny nate. he also has immense cute aggression! hes restraining himself from crushing nate's tiny bones 24/7.

moving on, this also means bryce is incredibly possessive. he's not gonna show it off to anyone, because honestly he already reported nate missing and he doesnt need anyone trying to steal nate or whatever. what he does is he keeps nate in his pencilcase for a while until he can go out and get a little custom glass box with a detachable lid. its very nice <3 it has some padding at the bottom, tissues and cotton and cloth, whatever bryce could find. tiny food and water bowls are separate and never placed in the box, because controlling when and how nate eats and drinks is another aspect he enjoys a lot. the box is shoved in the closet whenever someone comes to visit.

that being said bryce looooooves to mess w nate, looooooves to mess with immobilising him completely w clear tape for example. very fun stuff. loves how exposed and vulnerable nate is. im sure he also makes little DIY harnesses and collars and stuff, basically just imagine him tying some thread or cloth around nate and yanking him around by it. dangling nate from high places it also fun bc he has a fear of heights. the closet is also fun in itself bc nate Also has a fear of the dark! and bugs. which leads bryce to pick up earthworms and shit and lock them in the glass box w nate. hes a menace and he loves tormenting nate so so much.

but at the end of the day bryce doesnt want to kill or seriously harm nate physically. if he threatens a knife or smth, he never rly goes thru w it. maybe the lightest little scrapes. but he mostly stays away from that. hes also afraid nate will one day turn back to normal and he doesnt want a full sized nate running around without an arm or smth. (he does eventually turn back btw but by that point hes so afraid and so conditioned and bryce has told him so much abt how everyone has moved on that hes just like...... ok. i guess i only have u bryce. sure i'll stay in the closet all the time hidden away until you graduate and can take me with you to your cool new house. its ok i'll stay soulless and very obedient as always.)

bryce treats nate like a toy, and nate never gets over it. nate already felt quite dehumanised and humiliated and small and powerless when he was normal sized. going thru that ordeal being tiny and violated and hurt in so many ways just cements it in. he feels like property, he feels like a toy, he feels like he doesnt have a life outside of being bryce's thing. and he rly doesnt. whenever bryce isnt playing w him, hes locked away in a dark place that makes him feel afraid and claustrophobic and honestly as horrible as bryce is, he doesnt have any other sort of life than the hours bryce spends actively teasing and bullying him.

#asks #poisoned ivy #citrus scale #tiny whump #bullying #academia whump #dehumanisation #nathaniel #bryce

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alanshee-keeper-of-realms · 6 months ago

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hey I like your ideas about metafiction n such! how do you think anime would exist in toontown? for me I feel like maybe its a chinatown typa deal where they have a section of the town to themselves and some of them live in toontown itself! also my friend morse from amino suggested a really funny idea related to it: Underground. Magical Girl. Fighting ring.

I glad you do!

Actually no they live over in Japan like you said having their own sect of People it's a lot like the American Studios

So Studio Ghibli characters stay with Studio Ghibli, Mario and them stay with Nintendo etc etc

Unfortunately, Toontown hasn't existed since the 1980s, Judges plan finally worked with gentrification the humans were able to finally basically chase the Toons out for that Highway,

The only thing that can be counted as Toontown in the modern day is Disney World and Mickey's city of Epcot. If you look at the original plans for Disney World Walt was planning on a literal functional City for people to live in,

This is what Mickey completed it started out as a little town, but a lot of Disney Toons moved in and slowly he built onto it and continues to build on to it, as of 2024 there as well over 2 million residents of the City of Disney as it is called,

This is also where you will find some of the more adult Disney Tunes as a result of the fox merger, they do have a South Park land however you have to sign a literal contract stating we are not responsible for your death if you step in here and yes they have a record of three people they've killed. Matt and Trey literally just run around with cameras to capture the insanity of this group,

The Muppets same exact thing except for they've never actually hurt and or killed people however the insanity that is the Muppets, they also have a contract Statler and Waldorf are the worst when it comes to people trying to lawsuit because they Heckle From A Balcony and they do not have a filter

" I thought that was a beached whale for a moment"

" you idiot the beached whale found out how to operate a scooter so they aren't beached anymore!"

But the thing is these two don't even care when Mickey shows up he gets heckled too,

" is that a mouse or a rat I think its confused!"

"I think he's got an identity crisis either way he's ugly" and they start cackling

But as for California a lot of the Toons are just scattered throughout LA and Burbank in various housing made for Toons,

Except for the Disney Toons, Disneyland does have a whole area that is housing for Disney Toons that work at the Parks,

But again for the Anime Toons yeah they typically stay over in Japan and hilariously Japan is actually the most forward when it comes to taking care of their Toons because over in their country they are considered either Shinto Deities like Mario or Yokai,

Toons in Japan are seen as Good Luck it's like whenever Mickey comes to visit for Tokyo Disney, the Imperial family literally lets him stay at their palace to protect him and his Family, actually calling him offically the King of Disney and referring to his family with official titles.

But I will confirm that just like American toons, Anime toon's get up to trouble.

Mario is one that's known to literally talk in Japanese if he doesn't want to talk to you Mickey will also do this by the way he's omnilinguist,

Godzilla does exist and yes his home is the Bay of Tokyo but they have a decoy City that he can play around with and he's basically treated like local wildlife, he has a whole care team that keeps an eye out on him he also gets to help destroy buildings in Tokyo that need destroyed, like his own wrecking service it's a tourist spectacle haha. But people can go visit him in the bay he's pretty much like a giant golden retriever all his caretakers need to do is call out for him and he'll pop his head up after a few moments for treats and pets hilariously,

The Studio Ghibli Toons are known to be some of the most down-to-earth Toons, Mickey is actually great friends with Miyazaki, they both have that nonchalant I wish I didn't have to do this attitude in the modern day. In their world Hayazao actually had Mickey help him a bit on his Museum and a couple of characters and he returned the favor.

The Ghibli Museum is basically a giant terrarium of different worlds for the tunes to live in comfortably, this is what Mickey helped with

Because fun fact Mickey can literally warp the fabric of reality

But like Kyo Ani a lot of those Toons perished with their creators in the fire, because they didn't want to leave them. However the survivors were taken in by fellow studios and found new homes and helped as best as possible

Japanese Anime Toons are some of the most loyal as well to their creators who love them dearly, because seriously the Shinto Gods help the stupid idiot that abuses their Toons over in Japan you will get into big legal trouble and be a social pariah they are that protective.

#off the animation table #anime #disney #tokyo disney #japan #mickey mouse #studio ghibli #super mario bros #mario

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this-is-all-unreal · 1 year ago

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My Dear Friend

Part 14

Masterlist

Warnings: mention of injury, claustrophobia, trypophobia, mentions of death, needles.

Have you ever watched an old movie and thought about how everyone on the screen, everyone who worked on the film are all dead? That footage of their own faces outlived them.

"Margaret, can you hear me? I asked how your weekend was." Bruce had just gotten home from his and Alfred's trip. I guess I didn't realize he had walked into my room, but I wasn't in my room. I was sitting on the kitchen counter. How did I get here?

I turned to look at him. It had only been a few days but he looked different. I don't think he shaved. The way the short hard hairs poked shallowly out of his lower face made my skin crawl. He put the back of his hand against my forehead. "You don't feel warm, Margaret, can you hear me?"

"Yeah why do you keep asking me that?" He looked relieved but I wasn't sure why.

"Because you weren't answering me. How did it go? Dick said you did pretty good on patrol." Bruce asked as he leaned against the kitchen counter. I couldn't help but stare at his scruff and 5:00 shadow. It aged him a lot. The bags didn't help, neither did the worried expression on his face.

"Answer his question idiot."

"I didn't like it. It was scary and the suit was uncomfortable." I wasn't sure how much Dick told him. Did he know about the run in with Joker or my head? Bruce chuckled a little

"You will get used to it I promise."

"No I won't because I'm not going back out there." One side of Bruce's lips curl into a smile.

"Why don't we table the conversation for now." He says as he turns the rings on his finger.

We looked at each other for a second, could he see something was wrong? Could he tell I was hiding something? Was I hiding anything?

"Nothing out of the ordinary happened when I was gone?" He asks probing for information.

"Jason and I saw a movie."

"That's it? No one got hurt?"

"He's bluffing. He doesn't know shit stay strong." Trypophobia, that's what his new facial hair was reminding me of. The small pours the hairs were popping out of. It made me want to scrap it off him. I normally don't feel this way about holes. Why was it bugging me now? God my head is killing me. Maybe that's w- "Margaret for the love of God, answer the man. He's just staring at you. He's going to realize something is wrong."

"I don't know Bruce, was someone hurt?"

"Why did that sound so intimidating? What's wrong with you?" Bruce raised an eyebrow and rubbed his hand against his bothersome beard. The sound of the coarse hairs rubbing his skin gave me chills.

"Right, I'll be in my office if you need anything." He says as he walks out of the room.

I wasn't sure what was happening. I'd have moments that felt normal then the next I'd be confused and more confused than I normally am. Felix was catching on quick. Unfortunately so was Bruce I think. Him and Dick had a long conversation alone. Felix wouldn't say about what. It was late evening and I was trying to watch cartoons. I was feeling mostly better but I'd have fleeting moments where I couldn't remember where I was. It was starting to scare Felix.

"Margaret? I'm going for a drive. Do you want to come?" Bruce asks. He had a knack for sneaking up on people. I wasn't even sure how long he had been standing there.

"No, the cat might actually get the mouse in this episode." I say pointing to the TV.

"No he never gets the mouse Margaret. I want to go on a drive with you, I missed you." Bruce admitting to something like that caught me off guard. "We can stop by the pet store to look at the fish. Maybe we could pick out a tank for your room." He said with a soft grin. Pet fish did seem like fun.

I agreed and he had me in the car in 10 seconds flat. He didn't even have a coat on. He pulled into a hospital parking lot. I had been duped.

"Dick told me about the hit to the back of the head you took." Out of the two of us I didn't think it would be him who ratted.

"I feel better, I think it was a Felix thing making me feel weird, not the head."

"Don't blame this on me! This is definitely a head thing."

"If you walk in there with me, we can still get you some fish. If you don't there won't be any fish and I can't promise you will be very comfortable. Either way you are going in." I knew there was no convincing him. Even Felix seemed on board.

Without me agreeing one way or another Bruce gets out of the car and walks over to my side. He opened the door for me. "Do you need me to carry you in?" He asked, leaning down into view. I didn't respond, I was upset I was lied to but more so my head hurt so bad the thought of walking made me want to scream. He sighed and leaned over me to unbuckle my seat belt. He picked me up in a bridal style. I was too old to be carried but I don't think he minded.

"Do I still get pet fish?" I ask as I sit politely in his arms. We walked into the very fancy hospital.

"We will see." He says looking down at me with a small grin for a second. I closed my eyes, scrunching them up tight. The harsh light in here was killing me.

Bruce spoke to the secretary and got us in a room right away. It was the fastest I had ever been seen by a doctor. I sat on the noisy paper covered bed. Bruce stood next to me and spoke with the doctor. They went back and forth for a while. I just sat there and looked down at the tile floor counting the black squares.

The doctor didn't seem to bother asking if he could touch me. He moved behind me and started to examine the closed wound.

"We have a nurse in the family who thought he could handle it." Bruce said, explaining away the stitches.

"Well I'd say he needs some more practice, it's stopped bleeding but I'd like to go back in and clean that up." The doctor said as he gently brushed his thumb over the uneven stitch. I grab Bruce's hand quickly.

"I don't want new stitches." I say emotionless as I stare down at the floor still. Bruce holds my hand back and nods.

"She isn't going to be shaving her head. It isn't a problem if it scars, is it going to stay closed?" Bruce asks as he leans back to take a look himself.

The doctor hums as he takes a better look. The skin around it was so tender.

"You said she fell at the counter? This is pretty big for that."

"It was a very tall counter." Bruce says in a sure tone. The doctor shakes his head.

"I'd feel better closing it myself. It won't take any time."

"I don't want new stitches." I tightened my hold on Bruce's hand as he pats my back.

"Will it open back up?" He asked, I could tell he was going to side with the doctor.

"Probably, the knotts he used are not secure." The doctor says not understanding the ordeal it was the first time. Bruce seemed to have a better idea but he still wasn't there.

I pulled my head from the doctor, Bruce pushed himself against the bed to block my escape off the bed.

"Margaret, chill out he's an actual doctor. He can close it properly."

"If you hold her I can have it done in less than five minutes she won't feel a thing." I tried to move out of Bruce's grasp but being stuck on the bed made that virtually impossible. He grabbed me and laid my head on his chest. I let out a scream as he put his arm around me. I could hear his heart beating in his chest, it was so calm. How could he be so relaxed in a situation like that?

The doctor made quick work of my wound. After the pinch of the needle I couldn't feel anything. I squirmed the whole time. My head was the only part of my body I couldn't move because of Bruce's vice-like grip. Once it was all finished Bruce let me off the bed. I stood there as the doctor made an order for an MRI to be done just to make sure. He left for a moment to put the paperwork through.

"I'm sorry I had to do that, I didn't know he'd have to redo the stitches." Bruce said as he sat down on one of the chairs. I shook my head at him. I didn't care if he knew or not I was still mad.

"Don't talk to me, It hurt!" I say in a whimper. Bruce looked apologetic.

"I'm sorry Margaret, if you still want to we can get the fish after the MRI. I just have to know you are okay. You have been acting different and it worries me." He wasn't lying. I felt different as well. I looked away from him and sulked for a bit.

A nurse takes us to the room with a big machine tube thing. She explains what it is but honestly I wasn't listening. It takes pictures of my head. I wondered if they could see Felix. Maybe this was a blessing in disguise. I got up on the bed and I was buckled in with a plastic and cloth belt of some kind. The nurse said it's just a precaution. I was mad at him but I was more scared than anything now. I looked at Bruce as I started to cry. His face softened just a little.

"It's okay. It's going to be loud and warm but nothing is going to touch you. It's just pictures." He says, trying to reassure me. He hands me a tissue and lets me dry my own face. I lay back down and the tube pulled me inside of it. At first it was quiet, but slowly I heard a whirling sound as the machine started. it got a little warm but the sound was the worst. It was like my head was shoved inside a cymbal. It was all these crashing and banging sounds. I thought the machine was going to crush me inside of it.

"I want to come out!" I yell at whoever is out there. I don't think anyone answered but I couldn't tell because of all the noise. After what felt like forever I couldn't take it. I was scared I was in there all alone. I felt like the tube was closing in on me. I started to hyperventilate and scream for help. I undid the buckle and started to wiggle my way out. The room I crawled back into wasn't the same room. As soon as I got off the slab the sound stopped and it seemed the machine had powered down. It was completely dark. I could see the emergency exit sign lit up over the door that was to the back right of the machine. I ran over to it and tried to pull the door open but it wouldn't move.

"Bruce! Help me!" I cried as I slammed my fist against the large door. All of a sudden the MRI machine started back up. It was so loud like I was inside of it still. The lights turned on again and the slab started to move out of the tube. I could see feet slowly peek out from the machine's entrance. I was just in there. How did someone crawl in? As more of the body was revealed by the machine I could tell that it was a girl, a young girl maybe. I moved closer. I could see the top of her head as she laid still. She sat up and kept her back to me. Her hair looked like mine.

"Hello?" I asked, taking one small step closer. She kicked her legs over the edge of the slab. But kept her head and upper body looking straight forward. Slowly she turned her head to face me as she got up. Her movement seemed so unnatural. It was me, kinda at least. She was much paler, almost blue or gray even. Her eyes were milky and her lips were white. She had no expression. She looked like a corpse.

"Why did you let this happen, Bruce? I could have been so much, I was so innocent and you let me die? What kind of man are you? Your father would be ashamed." She even sounded like me. She wasn't talking to me, she was talking to Bruce. But he wasn't even here. I opened my mouth to speak but before I could I heard a man yelling.

"Margaret, wake up! Wake up now please!" It was Bruce I think. All of a sudden the room was filled with a white light that took out my vision and I was laying on my back again on the slab. One of the doctors was checking my pulse. As another was about to move me to a crash cart. I looked around confused and tried to sit up but one of the doctors pushed me back down. I was looking for Bruce all over. He was behind me, some nurses were holding him back but let him go as soon as I started to move. I have never seen such a scared expression on his face. It made me even more scared. He rushed over and stopped just short of the bed.

"What happened? You can see me now?" He asked as a doctor shined a light in my eyes and turned my head to face them. They were checking me over.

"Of course I can see you. What happened?" I asked as he seemed just as confused as I was for once. As soon as he saw an opening he wedged himself between the doctors and hugged me so tight it almost hurt. His rough facial hair graded against my skin. I could feel it poking through my hair as he put his chin on my head and held me to his chest.

"What happened? What the hell happened to her?" He asked, looking at one of the doctors. They were not sure themselves. We were moved to another room, this one with a real bed.

Bruce explained I had some kind of fainting spell or something. My eyes were wide open but I wasn't looking at anything, I couldn't respond and the doctors were scared I wasn't breathing. He wrung his hands together as he recounted the terrible look on my face. How he thought I had died. I did my best to comfort him to reassure him I felt okay but there is only so much I could do.

"I don't want to lose you, I'm not going to let that happen again." I gave him a confused look. He didn't even know what it was but he was promising me it won't happen again? I just nod, not sure what to say.

The doctor came in and said everything looks mostly normal. Just some spots that shouldn't be so dim and others that are too bright. But nothing that seemed major. They couldn't tell him what caused my catatonic state which didn't seem to satisfy Bruce.

"We'd like to do more tests in the future but tonight there isn't much else we can do. If it happens again, come back of course but I'm going to schedule some tests with her General care physician." The doctor kept giving me this look, it was almost fearful. Maybe that's just what his worried face looked like.

Bruce carried me back to the car even though I was feeling well enough to walk. He seemed a little different. He held onto me tighter than before. He put me in the seat then got in himself.

"I know I promised but can we go fish shopping tomorrow? I want to get you home and in bed." Bruce said as he started the car and began to drive.

"I think I know what that hallucination was about."

"Sure it's fine by me." I say as I lean my head against the window. I didn't think Felix could see my hallucinations. Did he see this one? I didn't want to ask him in front of Bruce. He seemed freaked out enough. Felix must have taken the hint because he didn't try and talk the rest of the drive home.

#dc comics #fanfic #oc stuff #slight yandere #batman #platonic batman #bruce wayne #alfred pennyworth #batfam #dick grayson #horror #claustrophobia

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"i don't understand," she mumbles, tapping on the glass. "how come this one is a pet?"

"was probably raised in the tank," he shrugs. "hasn't been touching garbage its whole life, unlike the one we saw in the metro."

they're at a pet store, because she'd heard birds chirping, and had pulled him in. of course. there are birds and mice and snakes, too, with a very excited store owner following them around asking if they're looking for something in particular. marinette asks to hold the rat, and the store owner lets her, and he has such an urge to take a photo of her petting the little ears with her equally little thumb.

"look at this," marinette says, eyes wide and lashes pluming, ignorant to how he snaps a few photos of her hands with the little tiny white mouse cupped in her hands. "how can something like this be so cute?"

"you've never seen a mouse before?" the store owner asks.

she meets their eyes with a smile. "i thought this was a rat?"

"mouse. i've got rats, too, if you want to see them."

"what's the difference?"

"size, usually. tail length, too." the store owner pauses. "do you not know what a rat is?"

luka tries not to cringe.

"uhm—" marinette winces herself. "we— i'm from canada, and i... we don't get those, there. ever. i mean, i've never even thought that these little things could exist, they're just so cute, and i— uh— yeah."

they buy it. somehow. "you know? i heard rumors and saw the memes online about it, but i honestly didn't think it was true. huh. the more you know, i guess."

they disappear around the back, saying something about getting some more bedding for the tank the mouse lives in.

"oh, stars," she whispers, and luka is doing his best not to hit his head on a shelf from how cute she looks. "i've never felt a coat of an animal so soft, this little guy can't be real."

"he reminds me of you," luka snorts.

"it's the nose twitching," she deadpans. "or no, wait, is it the constant need to clean behind the ears?"

"you can fit into my hands pretty easily, just like this little mouse."

she gives out a giggle, just as the store owner comes back.

"are you looking for any reptiles? snakes, maybe?" they ask luka.

he tries not to blink. "uhm...?"

"you've got too many already," they answer sympathetically, nodding their head sagely.

"i look like a guy that collects snakes, huh?"

"don't you?"

all his life he's been asked the same thing. he just gives off the impression that he has them, ever since he was little. he doesn't mind it. finds it funny. maybe he should feel offended, but it's never happened, because he finds them alright. pretty interesting. one could argue that his tail is pretty snake like with how long it gets, but not really.

"nah. fish, though. lots of them. we've got a few huge tanks at home, cause she loves watching them swim."

"you have snakes here?" marinette is almost bouncing on her feet, making sure to gently put the mouse back inside the tank before squeeing. "wait, where are they? oh, i love snakes, can i see?"

"they're in the back of the store; we have a few demigod boas, if you're interested"—they taper off just as marinette goes skipping down the aisle, leaving them both behind—"alright, then."

he tries not to dissolve into quiet, loving smiles when she pulls on his hand the moment he finds her again, pointing excitedly at a blue snake that looks similar to his own tail pattern.

#speakizys #cest la sea #this is the same snake that shows up in DL btw #so on principle i will tag:#demon lovin

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ask-pwp-prequel-au · 1 year ago

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Day 3

Similar to Day 2 and despite what Pal very clearly said, Pal woke up Nick incredibly late at night. Nick narrowed his eyes at first only to see the look of fear and anxiety on Pal’s face. “Nick..! I had an awful nightmare..!” Pal hugged his arm tightly. Nick looked uneasy by Pal’s sudden change in personality and-… nightmares..? Pal never had nightmares!

“…You sure you need me to help?” Pal whined softly, sniffling. “Yes…” Pal frowned sadly. “It was a really awful nightmare…” Pal leaned into his arm. Nick sighed and gently petted his head, ruffling Pal’s hair. He could’ve swore he heard a sinister giggle come from Pal but when he looked back at Pal, he was still softly pouting into Nick’s arm. “Please Nick… can we watch some tv for a bit? I don’t need the TamaTerrorz spooky nature right now..” Pal frowned innocently.

Nick froze. Tama…did he just call them-..? “Tama..Terrorz?” Nick looked down at Pal. “O-Oh-! N-No..that’s not what I..meant. S-Sorry Nick, it kinda just slipped out!” Pal shrugged before pulling Nick out of bed. “Come on, come on! You got your rest, we can play again now!” Pal’s eye seemed to twitch a bit with a blank smile on his face.

Nick looked unsure immediately. “Pal, are you sure you’re feeling okay? Your voice sounds..a little strange.” Pal’s expression hadn’t changed yet. “Oh! I-I’m feeling perfectly fine, ehehe~!” Pal grinned. Nick tried to pull away from Pal only to feel his grip tighten. “It’s not nice to try and leave your Pals behind, Nick..” Pal said gently and pulled Nick out to the living room. “..Are you sure you’re..p-perfectly fine? You sound.. a little crazy..” The smile became a little crazy as Pal looked over at Nick. “Crazy..?? Ha! You’re a laugh, Nick! A real jokester!” Pal snickered before his smile changed to a normal smile. “Sorry, must be the sugar from the energy drink I had this morning! That happens often..” Pal tilted his head to the side. “Probably why I have the worst sleep schedule known to ManKind!” Nick forced out a chuckle towards Pal’s joke. “..Y-..Yeah, funny.” Nick quivered a little.

Pal snickered before turning on the TV and handing Nick the remote. “Here! Nick can pick something for a change!” Pal leaned against the arm of the couch. “Why not!”

Nick stared at the remote before looking back up at Pal. His green eyes glowed in the dark and his expression was uncanny. “E-Erm what..platforms d-do you have again?” Nick asked softly, trying to brush off all of Pal’s weird, current behaviors. “Ooh.. Y’know..! The usual!” Pal giggled softly. “Erm..Flix, Ulu..erm..Peacock? Disney?” Pal didn’t sound confident in any of his answers. “Okay..” Nick was tense as he selected Hulu. “Oo! Whatcha going to watch?? My Villain Academy? Bones? Maybe..My Little Pony? You seem like the one to enjoy that..!” Pal bit his tongue clearly and scooted over to Nick with a big smile on his face. Nick scooted away a bit. “Why do you care so much?? You-..” “Because I want AND DESERVE to know what my BESTEST PAL,” Pal stood up, spreading his arms with a bit of a twitch, “Started liking in the 2 years you were away!! Is that so wrooong, Nick..??” Pal grinned, reaching out a tense hand out.

Nick drew back from Pal. “You’re scaring me, Pal,” Nick’s voice was quiet, as soft as a mouse even. “•3• oh.” Pal shrugged cartoonishly, brushing off Nick’s fear, “Whoops~! Eughahahaha~!” Pal snickered before plopping back down next to Nick. Nick scooted back a little more before feeling Pal wrap his arms around his torso tightly. “Ooo..! You’re super warm!” Pal snuggled into his side with more excited giggles. Nick tried to push Pal away which only got a few gremlin sounding laughs before Pal shoved his face back into Nick’s side.

Nick sighed and gave up on trying to remove Pal from his side. “Okay Pal.. okay…” Nick patted Pal’s head, getting more giggles from Pal as he curled up and started to doze off on Nick's side. Nick looked up at the tv and turned on YouTube instead. Maybe watch some Subnautica stuff..why not?

Nick fell asleep not late after. Pal’s hug seemed to tighten a bit…

Tonight’s dream didn’t feature ‘Pal’. Just..a tamagotchi like toy that sat on the ground, turned off. Sounds echoed around inside this new nightmare. He couldn’t make any of it out besides.. maybe a few mentions of ‘friend’, ‘percy’ and.. ‘walls’?? Oh well.

The toy’s screen turned on suddenly and glowed green. A small logo appeared on the screen followed up by a poodle icon. Nick approached the toy slowly and gently picked it up. It let out a cheerful beep and smiled at Nick.

Honestly, it reminded Nick of Pal some. It had the same..ear..eye.. headband..thingy that Pal wore almost all the time. Nick had no idea why Pal wore it almost all the time but ever since highschool, Nick had almost never seen Pal without it! Pal didn’t give him an explanation for it besides ‘Oh, it looks cute,’ either…oh well.

The tamagotchi suddenly began to beep in such a way that it woke Nick back up after a couple more seconds.

Honestly, Nick just wished he stayed asleep.. especially knowing that Pal had not only woken up early, but that he had been watching Nick sleep! He stood over Nick, his arms out behind him and acting like he had never seen a human before! “Good morning, Nick Nicholson..” Pal’s voice was quiet, dripping with malice, quivering.

Nick shouted and pulled away from Pal. He even fell off the couch! “Eaughaha~! That was a much more dramatic reaction than I would’ve expected!” Pal laughed, jumping and sitting down onto the arm of the couch. “Ow! Ehe~! My tailbone..!” Pal rubbed his tail bone a bit before focusing back on Nick. The simple smile from last night returned as Pal cocked his head limply to the side.

“Whyyy were you watching me sleep?” Nick stared at Pal. Pal stared back, clearly not even noticing Nick’s question. “Oh well. Y’know..! Making sure my best pal was okay! You were..” Pal’s eyes looked around a bit. Was..he trying to come up with a lie? “Acting a little strange..! You were talking and saying weird things! Like-! SUPER WEIRD stuff! Something about me..a-and the tamas…and..stuff!” Nick stared at Pal. “…Uh-huh..” Nick slowly nodded. “Y’know! Stuff!” Pal shrugged, looking happier than ever. He shrugged cartoonishly.

Pal stood up with another giggle. “Here! Allow your best pal, Percy, to help you up!” Pal held out his hand; finally dropping the weird, blank smile. Nick shook his head and tried to help himself up. Pal’s expression flickered to anger. With a quick yank, Pal tightly grabbed Nick's hand and tugged Nick up to his feet. “I offered to help..! Do you really not trust me, Nicky..?” Nick’s stomach twisted when he heard Pal say that so..so innocently. Not to mention that his wrist now hurt due to Pal’s roughness about pulling Nick up to his feet.

“Pal..! What has gotten into you?? You didn’t act like..” Nick nervously gestured to Pal’s entire form. Pal huffed and put his hands on his hips. “I feel insulted! Really!” Pal approached Nick. “I thought we were..y’know! Friends?? You act like I’m a complete stranger!” Pal whined, falling to his knees. “Because you’re not acting like yourself!” Nick shouted suddenly. “You’re acting like a needy- freaking- cat or something!” Nick went on, concerned about Pal’s behavior. “You’ve never acted like this before..! Ever!” Pal stared at Nick silently, looking betrayed. Pal’s eye slowly began to twitch…

Nick could see Pal clutch his fists tightly and his body begin to shake with fury. His expression began to twist and contort into fury. Nick slowly stepped back. Pal growled softly. Was Pal about to attack him? Nick knew that Pal was impulsive. Nick was there. He knew Pal once attacked a kid with a pencil in high school. Nick had recently picked Pal up as a friend and was a clear witness to the event. Nick couldn’t remember the reason well. It was just a deep stab..

Pal let out a deep breath, rubbing his temples. His body stopped shaking and his expression turned to calm. “Sorry, you’re right, Nick. How about..I take a breather..test out Percy some more. Fix him up a little too,” Pal gained a soft, benevolent smile that was completely different compared to the malevolent scowl just a few moments ago. Nick shook more as he felt Pal place a hand on his arm and move past him. Was this even still Pal…?

“Today’s plans are canceled too…we can move them to tomorrow and have a ‘double the fun’ day!” Pal smiled a charming smile at Nick before leaving the house. Nick sat there, just watching. “..Bye Pal..” Nick slowly waved before sitting down on the couch and curling up. Nick didn’t like seeing Pal angry like that. That was chilling. Nick slowly took out his phone and grabbed his headphones from his pocket. After a bit of detangling, Nick put his headphones in and pressed shuffle.

Dragula - Rob Zombie.

No.

The Good In Me - Jon Bellion

Sure..why not?

About 2 minutes into the song, the door opened. Looking over, the tamas were staring at Nick completely silently. Each one was stacked on top of each other like a cartoon of sorts. TamaLanki on the bottom, then TamaBruti, then TamaOpti, then..a new one?? And then the TamaRoachis. They stared at Nick before approaching, slamming the door behind them. TamaLanki hit the ground and hissed loudly. TamaOpti looked back at the angry TamaLanki. His foot was caught in the door. TamaOpti snickered a little before carefully opening the door to free TamaLanki’s foot. He hissed before standing up.

The Tamas very quickly surrounded Nick and stared up at him with their completely soulless eyes, dropping all semblance of having personalities. ..Well this was probably the most unnerving thing ever. They just..stood there, staring at Nick with their big ol eyes! When Nick turned on his music and tried to ignore their gazes, they only drew closer. What in the world did they want!? Why were they just staring!? Why were they being so terrifying about it!? The more Nick ignored them, the closer they got..

“Ah! What do you want!?” Nick shouted, standing up quickly and gently brushing them off. Finally, the new one piped up, sitting on the coffee table. “Pal…he’s too busy…won’t feed us..” Nick sighed sadly and rested on the couch. “You couldn’t just ask?? You made me think you guys were about to kill me..!” Nick gasped out. “Bruti said staring…spoke many more words…” The new one stood on the table. “auuuggh…I hate that he’s right,” Nick sighed. TamaBruti stamped his hands happily with a cheerful giggle. Nick took out his wallet and checked the time. “It’s 10:57, think you guys can wait until 11:00? I’ll go down to Taco Bell and get everyone food, okay?” The Tamas inched closer again. “But you all give me some space, please. I like my space, please. The Tamas finally drew away and slowly handed him the remote. “Can you also…turn on the screen…?” The new Tama asked softly. Pal must’ve rushed this tama’s shell as Nick could see the gooey insides of this one’s head leaking through the seams of the shell. “..Sure..” Nick sighed.

The back of the remote had a small note. ‘Do not turn on bacterial documentaries’. Nick nodded and flicked through the channels. Judging by the weird noises they made, they wanted Youtube. Okay…The Tamas stared at the different videos before TamaOpti crawled up and pressed on a IGP video. Something about a multi limbed stick man in a yellow place. I mean..it was what they wanted I guess…The tamas happily watched as Nick skipped the ad and let the video play for them.

Nick sighed and checked the time again. 11:02. Okay. Nick got up and grabbed his keys from his room. Passing the warehouse, he could see the slightest peek of Pal working on Percy. Was that his flamethrower from Monday? He seemed to be fixing it onto Percy but..Nick was probably seeing things.

Nick shook his head. He approached his truck and unlocked it, shouting to Pal, “I’m going to get lunch for everyone! Don’t panic!!” Pal responded with a barely seen thumbs up. Nick put the keys into ignition and started his truck. He backed out of Pal’s driveway.

Pal giggled excitedly, seeing the sparks fly from installing his flamethrower into Percy’s design. He didn’t know what that sludge was but this was LIFE CHANGING!! He felt so- so energized! Full of excitement and power! In fact, today felt like a loud, empowering music day! Normally his energy drinks would wake him up and make him more jittery. But he must’ve got an extra sugary one today! That or it was that..weird sludge he saw get injected into his veins. Oh well! Pal didn’t care!

At this rate, Percy would be done by the end of the week! Just a few more coding thingies and-!

“Do you like it?” A voice from inside of Percy asked. …? Pal looked over to the cockpit and saw green sludge staring at him. The sludge didn’t seem to have eyes at first glance. In fact, it was really ominous how it just leaned against the glass to watch him like some alien creature. Upon closer inspection, Pal noticed its barely noticeable, lighter colored, spiral-like eyes. It had barely noticeable limbs like someone with a blanket.

Pal tilted his head and approached Percy. “..Percy..?” Pal whispered. This must’ve been the parasite that Mimik was talking about although.. Pal blanked on the name now. It didn’t feel like he actually forgot though, more like someone was purposely making him forget. “Hello, human,” The parasite smiled slowly. With its spiral eyes, the smile seemed less sane than intended. “So! You’re the brilliant inventor behind Percy Poodle, huh?” The Parasite tilted their head. Their eyes spun in a weird way like they were trying to hypnotize Pal. “Pal, was it?” Pal stared at the parasite. Normally he would be panicking but..he felt like he was under a trance of sorts..! He couldn’t break free!

“Erm..yes, th-that’s me..!” Pal slowly smiled. Whatever this creature is, he had a way with words. Pal’s creations were never noted to be ‘Brilliant’ o-or him for that matter! H-Him-! Pal-! B-Brilliant..?!

It was just one, 3 syllable word and Pal was acting like it meant everything to him!

Oh wait- IT DID~! Ehehe~~!

The Parasite laughed excitedly and pressed his face against the glass more. Pal was weaker minded than expected! How lucky for him~! “You can call me Percy considering I’m using his incredibly designed body as a host..! It was truly the best option, you know! No other host could match my high standards unlike your amazing machine..” Pal’s face broke into a red fuzz. Pal covered his cheek, giggling softly. “Ooh stop! I can only take so much!” Percy laughed excitedly. “Have you really never experienced compliments, Pal? No humans get this gushy over a few words. Am I really making you feel needed for once in your life? Giving you the support you never knew you needed?” Percy asked. He tilted his head over some as he asked these questions.

These comments clearly went over Pal’s head for a moment as Pal only sunk deeper into Percy’s praise. The comments about Pal needing support though.. When Pal finally realized what Percy said, he looked back up at Percy. “Wait- excuse me? I..I erm..did you just..guess all of that? About giving me the..I never knew I…needed?” Pal asked, approaching Percy some. His eyes shined a little. Percy let out a sinister sounding giggle. His expression darkened a bit as he pulled away from the glass for a moment. “Guessed? I’m in your head, you dum-…bright, clever engineer!” Percy shoved his face against the glass again. His smile widened into a manic grin. Pal seemed to freeze when Percy mentioned the first part, only to melt into his clutches again when Percy complimented him more. “I-I’m..cl-clever..!” Pal carefully cupped his cheeks and giggled. His legs felt weak..! “Veerry Clever, Pal! But that’s not all! I noticed other pieces of code..! Like to have Percy’s tail wag..! That’s a little useless I would say, how about we turn it into something so much more? Hm?” Pal slowly sat down. “S-Sorry, my legs are feeling in-incredibly weak! I-I haven’t felt so needed in too long! Y-You have no idea..!” Pal clasped his hands together with a clear shine in his eyes. “What were you saying?” Pal asked. Percy looked a little annoyed. Had Pal really not heard his comment? “The code for tail wagging..! It’s unique..! But y’know, kinda unneeded,” Percy said, rolling his flipper a bit, “You understand, Pal Catino? We should turn it into something more useful! Especially if you want to be able to kill that jerk that abandoned you!” Pal laughed loudly and held his cheek. “You know me better than I would’ve expected!!”

“I can hear your thoughts, Pal! I’m the sludge in your veins! I know about everything in that big brain of yours…” Percy was honestly amazed that Pal wasn’t even slightly disturbed by this comment. Pal really didn’t care, huh? Only if he got his attention and the respect he so desperately craved. “Regardless! That guy..Nicolas, correct? What’s your deal with him? Why do you want him to feel hurt so badly?” Percy leaned against the wall of the animatronic’s cockpit. “It’s Nick,” “Whatever.” Percy was gently blowing a few bubbles up into the air and popping them. When the remains would drop, Percy would collect them back into his body. This conversation was starting to bore him..! He was gonna collapse into a weak pile of mush and slime if he had to compliment this stupid, touch starved, dummy any more!

“O-Oh uh..he left me behind here in Maine for 2 years..!” Pal explained to Percy. He was very confident with his words. “He left for Montana to go work at some Chuck E Cheese knockoff or something like that! I forgot the full story but he did something of the sort..” Pal glanced over at the blueprints to Percy. As he grabbed them, he continued his story, “I was so lonely here..! I didn’t really have any other friends and even going online didn’t work well! I mean! Is it really friendship if I can’t even meet them? I didn’t feel connected to any of them and talking to them made me feel drained!” Pal whined, laying on the ground. As his legs felt the cold ground, he initially flinched away before sinking into the cool. He was hotter than he realized he was! “Oo! The ground’s so cold! I hadn’t noticed that before!” Pal spread out his limbs and giggled softly, completely abandoning the blueprints with a gentle toss. “WOULD YOU PAY ATTENTION, YOU TOUCH STARVED, SACK OF UNDERDEVELOPED SLOP!?” Pal’s head shot up at the insult as the softest *crack* rang out throughout the echoey warehouse. Pal looked completely dumbfounded like he just blue-screened mentally or something! Percy had slammed his face against the glass hard enough that it was cracked! Shocking for a parasite I know!

Pal looked down at the ground, playing with his thumbs, “I-I’m sorry, Percy…I don’t know what got into me,” Pal apologized, standing up and bowing his head down. “As you should be, Pal. You shouldn’t be wasting your time and brilliant talent on what temperature the floor of your warehouse is! We have better things to do! Now let’s start work on improving this mech of yours..” Percy growled and hopped back into Percy Poodle’s head. “Yes, Per…sir..” Pal picked up the discarded blueprints for Percy Poodle. Percy slowly pulled away from where the mech was supposed to stand still at. Pal didn’t even care that Percy was moving…

Nick sighed as he sat at a table, waiting for his order. What if Pal forgot he left to get lunch? He didn’t want to deal with Pal’s anger if he had completely forgotten…Nick wouldn’t know about you, but he did not want to come back with food for everyone and get yelled at by a 29 year old, 3’05 tall, little person using big words that he barely understood the meaning of. No less a possibly obsessive one at that!

Nick sighed and gently patted his table as his knee bounced. Why was he feeling so stressed? Pal gave him a thumbs up so he knew that Pal knew he left to get lunch for everyone! Nick groaned and laid his head down on the table with a groan. He really just wanted to zone out and stop thinking about the weird encounter he had with Pal earlier…

There was a gentle, few taps on Nick’s head. Nick honestly didn’t want to look up, too tired to do so until he heard who it was, “Didn’t think you’d enjoy Taco Bell, Nick,” May’s voice spoke. It was soft, near a whisper actually. Nick slowly looked up. May was dressed in much more casual clothing compared to her work outfit. She was wearing a pink shirt with a small cat in the corner of it and long sleeves that ended with paw motifs. “I figured you to be more of a Subway person,” May chuckled. “May I sit down here?” May asked, cracking up a bit at her own joke. Nick stared at her. He was silent for a moment before it finally clicked what May said. Nick snickered, breaking out into laughter soon after. “I’ll take that as a yes,” May sat down in the chair next to Nick. “Never had someone laugh at that joke. Then again, I’ve never said it that loud before.”

“Oh, pardon me, Nick. Hello again,” May smiled, greeting Nick. She placed her hands on her lap. “Hey, May. Wasn’t expecting to see you again,” Nick leaned back in his seat. “Me neither,” May sat up more. “You looked awfully drained earlier. Is everything going okay with Pal?” Nick immediately grew tense again. “Ugh..no, no not really, May,” Nick slouched down his seat and placed his head in his hands. His knee started bouncing up and down again at the thought of Pal’s weird antics from last night and that morning.

“When you suggested you noticed that he was growing obsessive, I’ll admit, I thought you had a lapse of judgment or overreacting. I mean, he’s been my friend since high school. I guess when you live with a problem long enough, you forget it’s even there, huh?” Nick slowly forced himself to sit up. He kept his head in his hands though as he leaned into the chair. Nick then dragged his hands down his face as he continued, “He woke me up last night and this morning. I don’t know what happened to him but…he’s not acting like himself. Maybe I forgot how weird he was but I swear this is..this is much different.” May stayed silent, listening to Nick talk.

“Last night, he claimed he had an awful nightmare but it didn’t feel right. Pal NEVER has nightmares! O-Or dreams for that matter! He’s told me multiple times that he’s jealous that I can enter my own world in my dreams but he can’t. R-Regardless, he claimed he had a nightmare and absolutely demanded my attention. Pal grabbed my arm too and snuggled into it. At that point, I figured I would help him, y-y’know?? He is my friend after all- but then when I pet his head to calm him down-..” Nick’s eyes were full of panic as he gently whispered, “He let out this giggle. I-It was sinister and didn’t sound like him..! I-I figured I was hearing stuff but considering the even weirder thing I woke up to this morning, I think I heard correctly and it wasn’t a dream at all.”

“He pulled me out to the living room and this whole time, he had this blank smile on his face that wasn’t his. I even tried to pull away but he- well, Pal apparently has a stronger grip th-than expected! He was just..really weird..! His voice too-! It had changed to be higher like one of those..weird toys. The LeapFrogs I think..o-or just an-any kids toy-!” Nick was sputtering and scrambling to find any word to explain Pal’s recent behavior. “I don’t know what’s gotten into him. I-I woke up this morning to him standing over me and st-staring at me! I-I don’t know what his-!”

“Order for Nick?”

All tension from the conversation diminished. “Ah hell..G-Give me a moment, May..” Nick got up and walked over to the counter. May sat silent, finally realizing how concerned she really was. She carefully wiped sweat from her head and leaned over the table. She knew Pal was growing obsessive over Nick but, as Nick said, this sounded like a completely different person that was using Pal’s name!

May quivered. She wanted to help Nick but Pal sounded..a little dangerous. Maybe she should call the cops and tell them about her concerns about Pal? No..she could very much be overreacting. Pal could just be having a little fun..! Fun that Nick didn’t understand but..but that made no sense! May’s mind raced before Nick sat back down at the table and checked the bag. Yep, that was everything…

Nick sighed. “I’ll be seeing you, May. Maybe we can talk more on Sunday, y’know? I’ll be staying a few extra days in Welton after all,” Nick murmured and waved goodbye to May. May slowly waved goodbye to Nick and sighed as he walked out.

Returning back to Pal’s place, Pal was still working inside his warehouse with that not normal look about him. Nick took the keys out of his truck and opened the door to the warehouse. Pal was coding something for his mech. Something with the tail. “Hey Pal,” Nick smiled. Pal looked over. His eyes had an ominous glow for a second before it quickly disappeared and Pal approached. “Hey Nick, I thought you left Welton for a moment..!” Pal said gently before taking the bag. “Let’s go eat inside, I’ll bet the tamas are starving..!” Pal looked over at where his house was and led Nick inside. The Tamas were struggling with the remote, acting as a mass of black goop as IGP’s and his friends’ voices droned on in the background.

“Tamas!! Nick brought food!” Pal shouted with cheer in his voice. The Tamas all looked over before springing to their feet and scrambling over to Pal’s feet. They looked excited to see Pal again. Best part, he wasn’t too focused on his creations to pay attention to them! “Now, now, TamaTerrorz, you should thank Nick for the food! Not me!” Pal held the bag up. The Tamas look towards Nick before zipping and hugging him extremely tightly. They began to happily coo and purr. Nick knew that TamaMimik could talk but he didn’t mind these cuddles at all.

“Now, how about we eat, I’m sure we’re all hungry,” Pal lightly giggled and approached the table. Each of the tamas zoomed onto the table, still extremely excited. Nick carefully got them to settle and took out the food for everyone to eat. Pal looked over at Nick and gave him a genuine smile for once. Nick smiled back anxiously and began to eat.

Once everyone was finished eating, The Tamas hugged Nick tightly once again. They were excited!! Eeeee!! Nick chuckled and hugged them back. Pal chuckled at their silliness before sitting down on the couch and turning on the XBox. “How’s about some BioShock Infinite, Nick..?” Pal asked and handed him the controller as he switched the HDMI.

“..I-I have a question, right quick, Pal,” Pal gave a dramatic eye roll. “Ugh…not a fan of questions, Nick..” Nick asked anyway, “Why do you sound like that?” The question clearly caught Pal off guard judging by his pure silence soon after. “Wh-Why do you care, Nick?” Pal was trying to hide the voice as best as he could. “I’m just..you sound like a kid’s toy and I’m getting worried..humans don’t typically sound like..that.” Pal growled loudly. “Oh why does it matter, Nick!? M-Maybe I’m not feeling very good!” Pal snapped at Nick and yanked the controller back to play Bioshock. “Just play the friggin’ game!” Pal crossed his arms and huffed. He even seemed to tear up a bit before he wiped the tear away. Pal shoved the controller back into Nick’s hands. Nick stared at the controller before sighing and pressing play.

He was brought into the game, riding around on rails using this tool. They were high in the sky. Hm, that didn’t seem right. Nick could’ve swore the game took place in underwater cities..what was he doing up here in the sky?? ..Oh well I guess..

Riding around on these were really fun honestly and Nick could imagine himself actually being there! Of course though, this mild day dream of his ended with him realizing he’d probably slip because he was pretty dang dumb and unlucky like that. In fact, Nick probably wouldn’t last a DAY in this place! How would a “brilliant” place like this even work!? It looked like a paradise at first glance but Nick had only been playing for a few minutes and could see the millions of issues with this place!

It looked like heaven but it would be HELL navigating and living in such a place! (Author’s Note: I have not played BioShock Infinite in forever and I’ve actually forgotten everything so please stick with me). Nick waited until he ran into some crates and dismounted from the skyrails. Right onto a person. His character pulled out a g*n and began shooting the enemies. There was a lot of blood in this game. Made Nick squeamish. When he pressed the trigger button, he pulled out his melee weapon, aka the machine he was using to hang off the skyrails. He ended up sawing a man’s face in two! Nick covered his mouth and calmed down before continuing to fight the enemies.

There were a lot of enemies in this area but the very, absolute second he could, Nick handed the controller back to Pal to play. “I..I don’t do good with gory games like BioShock, Pal..” Pal looked highly annoyed by Nick not wanting to play anymore. “You’re boring sometimes, Nick. Gore can be extremely fun!” “Key word: Can but I am not a fan of gore, Pal. I have a really weak stomach,” Nick explained politely and calmly. Pal groaned loudly and rested against the couch. “Seriously…?” Pal’s attitude completely mirrored Nick’s politeness. “Fiiine..we’ll play by your rules! Let’s play Subnautica, Nick..” Pal grumbled and crossed his arms. Nick felt hurt by Pal’s tone but decided to play Subnautica anyways.

Pal stood up and saved the game before taking the game out. Pal still looked really annoyed as well as betrayed. He didn’t feel betrayed by Nick, right? Pal grumbled some things as he loaded up Subnautica.

Pal selected a ‘Creativity’ world and kept grumbling to himself. Nick was spawned into the game at around 4000 meters down in a completely black area. Nick froze up immediately before taking a deep breath and pulling out his seaglide. He turned on the map and found that he wasn’t too far away from the edge. It wouldn’t take long to swim over and get back to the map. Glancing over, Nick noticed Pal looking annoyed by everything right now. Nick sighed and swam up until he got to the main map.

The world’s edge was absolutely terrifying, yes, but in creativity, despite there still being that unsettling feeling, Nick knew he was safe from the wide mouthed ghost leviathans. He knew they wouldn’t even bother trying! Nick hummed and began to make his way to The Lost River. Nick knew it was Pal’s favorite of the biomes due to the giant skeleton in the middle acting as its large centerpiece that made it truly memorable.

Swimming far up until the light of the sun could be seen just barely, Nick could see the bulbs of the Bulb Zone and made his way inside the biome. Nick let out a sigh of relief the second he was out of Crater’s Edge. Understandably, it terrified him. Regardless, he wouldn’t be thinking about it anymore. Nick explored the area on his seaglide for a while until he found the large cave entrance to The Lost River. Pal glanced over at the tv and saw the green hue. Nick noticed his expression of curiosity as if he was thinking, ‘Is he trying to cheer me up?’ Nick swam until he was in front of the gargantuan leviathan skeleton. “Oh no! Look Pal! I'm about to be eaten alive! Nooooo!!!” Nick feigned panic and terror. A small smile came to Pal’s face. He turned away again to pretend he was still annoyed. As Nick continued with the joke though, Pal began to snicker. “Oh what cruel fate!” Nick swam inside the skeleton’s mouth as Pal joined in with the joke. He cleared his throat a little and mocked a giant’s voice. He even stood up to commit to the bit as a giant creature. “I think a krill just swam into my mouth! Dang things! How many times do I need to tell the restaurant folk here that I don’t like krill! Yucky wet bugs!” Nick snickered and the two quickly began to laugh.

As the joke simmered down, Pal gently punched Nick in the arm. “Fuck you…” Pal laughed before hugging Nick. Nick kept snickering and teasing Pal. Pal joined into the teasing quickly, “Numbskull,”

“Pocket sized.”

“Scaredy Cat.”

“John Kramer.”

“Thalassophobe.”

“Nerd!”

“Fluffs for Brains!” Pal flicked up Nick’s hair.

“Look who’s talking!” Nick did the same to Pal, getting a sharp laugh out of him.

Pal ended the teasing with a tight hug. He wrapped his arms around Nick and giggled happily. “I’m glad you’re back..! I missed this teasing, y’know?” Pal asked, “This friendship will always be my everything..!” Pal hugged Nick a little tighter. Nick chuckled to himself and pet Pal’s head. Pal giggled to himself, refusing to let Nick out of the hug.

Nick finally became concerned when he tried to pull out of the hug only to get no results. “P-Pal..??” Nick tried to pull him off. Gah..! He had a really strong grasp..! “Pal..! Pal, could you let me go??” Pal looked up at Nick with a slightly shocked expression which also shone with confusion. “Oh..erm, sorry.” Pal carefully pulled away from the hug. Nick looked a little uncomfortable all things considered.

Pal went back to watching Nick play. Watching him swim around in The Lost River before heading down into The Active Lava Zone. Pal shuddered up until Nick swam towards the Lava Castle and seemed to look around for the main creature that, like the gargantuan leviathan skeleton inside the lost river, was the main creature of the area. Pal sat up and kept watching up until Nick finally saw it. The Sea Dragon. Nick gestured to it with an “Get a load of that guy,” point. Pal stood up and stared at it. It was like he had never seen it before..! It was a little weird but at the same time, Pal had never been to The Active Lava Zone before. Nick didn’t mind how curious Pal was of The Sea Dragon.

“...What’s that..?” Pal asked softly. His eyes glowed green as he giggled a little. “Oh, it’s The Sea Dragon Leviathan,” Nick answered Pal. “A underwater dragon..! And it breathes fire!! Oh! Breathing fire!” Pal murmured softly under his breath before waving goodbye to Nick. “I have ideas! Don’t try to stop me!” Nick stood up and grabbed Pal’s shoulder. “Erm..Pal, I…what do you mean ‘ideas’?” Nick asked, freezing Pal where he stood.

Pal looked back at Nick with the quiet stare he did on Monday. “Nick…let. me. go.” Pal hissed coldly. Nick was unsure but slowly drew his hand away. “I’m..I’m worried, Pal..that’s..that’s all..” Nick murmured softly. Pal growled before shaking his head. “No, no, it’s fine..I’m fine…” Pal chuckled a little as a single green tear slipped down his face and hit the ground. “But please, I need to be left alone right now..say, why don’t you bring The Tamas to the park?” Pal suggested with a gentle smile on his face. “They could use some time outside. They almost never go outside, y’know? Also, there’s this guy at the park. He’s not the nicest to new folk but he’s not mean- mean,” Pal whistled, calling over the tamas. “Grouchy! That’s the word!” Pal chuckled. The Tamas stared at Pal with wide eyes.

“Alright you 5, you’re all gonna go with Nick to the park, alright? Y’know, the place with Rowan,” Pal smiled. The Tamas looked immediately excited and started bouncing all around. TamaMimik looked confused. “Who’s… Rowan…??” TamaMimik squeezed out. The other Tamas immediately stopped and stared at TamaMimik in complete silence. Nick grew a little tense about the pure silence before watching TamaBruti approach and begin to gently explain to TamaMimik who Rowan was.

Pal sighed and quickly took Nick’s phone to type in directions to the park. “Ah-! Hey-!” Pal finished typing in the directions and handed Nick back his phone. “Y-You couldn’t ask??” Nick said, clearly tense. Pal brushed off the panic. “Calm down, Nick! I was just typing in the coordinates! Now then, if you see Rowan, which the tamas will probably run right over to him, tell him I said hi!” Pal said happily.

Nick quickly realized Pal wasn’t going to pay attention to his concerns as he slipped on his shoes. “..Alright,” Nick looked back towards the tamas and opened the door. “Oh..! And another thing, they’re fast,” Pal smirked as Nick looked back down to where the tamas were. They were already out by the street corner and actively running. Nick yelled, slamming the door behind him. “T-TAMAS-!! Get back here!!” Nick yelled and tried to keep up with them. Nick put away his phone, realizing that the tamas probably knew the way by heart.

At one point, TamaBruti turned back to wave him along. Nick huffed and panted, taking a moment to breathe. TamaBruti stopped moving and stared up at Nick. Phew..at least one of the tamas waited for him..phew..

When the tamas saw the park, they looked super excited and began to happily talk to Nick about everything there. Little beans. When Nick finally gave the okay, the tamas rushed to play. The tamas absolutely adored the park judging by how rough they played with each other. TamaMimik stuck behind to observe before approaching a Tic, Tac, Toe. They didn’t seem to understand before beginning to spin the shapes until they all matched. TamaMimik looked immediately proud of themselves.

Nick sighed and sat down at one of the benches. Nick grew tense when he heard a grouchy voice from behind him. “You better watch those critters closely, my niece isn’t the best with rough housing.” Nick turned around and saw who it was. It was a rather scarred gentleman with a missing arm and eyepatch. They had a mild limp as they approached Nick.

“You must be the ‘Nick’ that Pal wouldn’t stop rambling on about to me,” The man murmured and slowly sat down on the bench next to Nick. “The name’s Rowan, I assume Pal told you to bring his little critters here?” His voice was grumbly and sounded like he had a sore throat. He looked a little weak from his injuries.

“Erm, yeah..he said they needed some outside time.” Nick stared a little at Rowan’s scars before remembering how rude it was. “…You’re wondering how I got these scars, hum,” Rowan looked over at Nick.

“Uh..yes. I-I’m sorry for staring, Rowan,” Nick muttered, looking back up at the park. Mimik and Bruti were playing Tic Tac Toe peacefully. Opti was guarding the monkey bars and hitting Lanki’s claws every time he tried to make it across. Rowan sighed and sat back, “It’s alright, these scars make a lot of folk curious. My nephew says they make me look ‘badass’. Don’t know where he learned such a term but I don’t mind.”

“Anyways, I’ll start with my arm. A Grain Auger. My brother almost suffered my injury but he was lucky I stepped in to do the stupid thing. My arm wasn’t cut clean off..but you could see my skeleton through most of the cuts,” Rowan chuckled a sick chuckle before sighing. “It tickled a little but I’m still alive, aren’t I?” Rowan said. Nick stayed silent, paying full attention to Rowan’s rambles as he watched the tamas play. “Who’s your brother?” Nick asked at some point. “Ah, Felix. He’s got a few injuries from the farm too. Colorblind and has mild brain damage that never quite healed up. He was caught during a cow stampede at a Branding event,” Rowan explained, “He recently got ownership over the farm and turned it into a corn maze, people throwing corn is no issue, he sells the corn during the summer before opening the maze in the autumn,” Rowan explained.

A kid who Nick figured was Rowan’s Niece suddenly picked up Bruti from behind and gave him a tight hug. “Uncle Row! Uncle Row! Look! They’ve returned!!” The kid cheered, still hugging TamaBruti despite his clear struggles and begging chirps. Rowan carefully stood up and gently yelled, “Put the Brute down! He doesn’t like being picked up, Kighly!” Kighly giggled and gently set TamaBruti down with a few pats on his head. Kighly then noticed TamaMimik and became excited. “Look Uncle Row! There’s a gecko now!!” Kighly crouched down and gave TamaMimik a few happy pets. Mimik looked a little angry at first before sinking into them and purring a little.

“Now then, about my eye..let’s just say me and Felix were being stupid and playing with pitchforks in the fields,” Rowan sighed. “Eww!! Uncle Row..!! You just met him! Don’t scare him with your gross stories!!” Kighly whined, covering her mouth and mimicking puking. Rowan chuckled at Kighly’s reaction to his ‘gross stories’. Rowan laughed and then sighed, “Can’t even joke with how bloody it ended up being..I wear the eyepatch because I know I’ll lose a glass eye. Besides, my scars make me look tough. A lot of entitled jerks are scared right off,” Rowan chuckled. Nick nodded.

TamaLanki slowly pulled his way over to Nick, face in the tire bits. “Graaaah….” TamaLanki slowly pointed at TamaOpti who looked extremely proud of himself for keeping TamaLanki off the monkey bars. Nick sighed before picking up TamaLanki and giving him a small hug. Never thought he would be doing this..

TamaLanki cooed and slowly tucked back into his tamagotchi body and fell asleep. “sigh. Didn’t think TamaLanki would tire so..easily,” Nick murmured, “He seemed the most full of energy. Ah well..” Nick held TamaLanki.

Rowan looked at TamaLanki before piping up with a question, “Did Pal tell you what those little critters were? It’s been on my mind and he keeps dancing around the question every time I ask..” Rowan explained, reaching out a hand to pet TamaLanki’s head. The pets got a small purr from him. “No, I don’t think Pal actually knows. He’s mentioned Parasites and has admitted that they almost claimed his body as a host before he struck up an offer for them. …Knowing he was able to tame them..makes me a little scared of him honestly..” Nick admitted, beginning to pet TamaLanki. “..So all I know is that they might be parasites..” Rowan nodded and sat back, going back to watching his niece who was chasing 2 TamaRoachis and TamaBruti in a game of tag. TamaMimik was still playing Tic Tac Toe with herself. She really liked the toy.

“Any other injuries?” Rowan nodded and lifted up his pant leg to reveal another scar on his leg with the limb. “How’d you get that one?” Nick asked, “Cow. Was messing around and got a sharp kick straight to the kneecap. Did tickle but not as much as the Grain Auger fortunately,” Rowan pulled the pant leg back down. “..Had no idea that the country life could be so rough,” Nick’s knee bounced a little at the thought. This got a sharp laugh out of Rowan. “HA!” He laughed. “Yeah, a lot of city folk don’t realize that. Most o’ them think it’s just planting food and riding horses all day long. Maybe collecting eggs here and there. But nah, depending on what you have on your farm, well, there is an injury for everything, humans are very frail, makes me wonder why some o’ us haven’t evolved armor yet.”

“...” Nick looked towards the sun as it settled down. “It’s…” Nick took out his phone. “Nearing 4ish. Pal should hopefully have calmed down by now. I don’t know what’s happening with him…” Nick frowned, looking off into the distance. “?” Rowan inquired with just a head tilt. “He’s acting really strange like he both wants all my attention and yet wants me gone already..” Nick looked a little nervous. “He’s never acted like this ever before. He’s kinda..scaring me,” Nick turned to Rowan to make sure he’s listening, “Not to mention these strange nightmares I’ve been having every night since I’ve arrived. The Pal in those is somehow even worse..!” Nick held his head. Rowan carefully hugged him. “Try to talk to Pal again…” Rowan suggested.

“Make him listen.”

…So Nick did. After a walk home, Nick took the tamas inside and turned on the TV for the tamas. Nick slowly entered the warehouse and saw Pal working hard on installing something inside Percy’s mouth. “..Pal?” Pal’s head shot to look at Nick. Pal cheered and dropped down from the platform he was working on. “Nick! You’re back!! ..Again!!” Pal tightly hugged Nick again. Nick stepped back and forced Pal to let go. This clearly confused Pal in a way that made him immediately angry. “..Wh..Nick..what’re you doing?” Nick crouched down to Pal’s level, holding his hand gently. “Pal, I have something to tell you, I need you to listen,” Nick said.

Pal looked immediately anxious. “Wh..please, let’s wait..!” Nick shook his head. “No, this is important… Those dreams I’ve been having..” Nick started. Pal grew immediately tense before yanking away from Nick. “No! Never! Your dreams are stupid!! They aren’t true!” Pal crossed his arms. “I won’t have my one chance to see you- ruined by some- some- AUGH–! STUPID NIGHTMARES!!” Pal shouted before hissing and shoving past Nick to continue work on Percy. “Know what?? If you talk about those stupid dreams again. I’m cutting this visit…short and sweet,” Pal hissed, picking up his blow torch to continue work on installing something in Percy’s mouth.

Nick shuddered before trying to continue. This caused Pal to cover his ears and, rather childishly, start yelling over Nick. “...I’m never getting through to you..” Nick frowned and left to go back inside.

Slowly, Nick walked back inside and sat down on the couch beside the tamas. They were separated and just watching more..weird videos. Nick gently took the remote from them and checked the name of the game they were playing. “...Oh,” Backrooms. He heard stuff about that..ah, oh well. Nick slowly snuggled up to the tamas and watched the videos with them until he finally, slowly, fell asleep. It wasn’t that late..he was just…really worn out today..

(Okay but does anyone remember that short point and click game called Short and Sweet? The one about Stranger Danger? …Yeah, that’s the reference)

#playtime with percy au #playtime with percy

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acridoblivionwater · 2 years ago

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can a cat and a snake be lovers? well, here's the answer.

i wrote something of my ocs saito and mayumi. i am so fond of their relationship actually

cw vore, digestion, hypnosis

Mayumi paces across the floor, trying his hardest to find a comfy spot to lie down in the middle of the night. For once, he’s home alone, completely.

Him being a bakeneko helps with this, considering he’s a fairly harmless cat and isn’t likely to tear down the entire house. Not on his own.

He finds the warmest spot on the carpet and tucks his head into his arms.

The second he’s curled up on himself, though, he feels a twinge in his stomach. He’s hungry, but he can do without. He’d rather sleep than eat.

The apartment is quiet with everyone gone, so quiet it makes him miss them, but---he likes the peace. He likes the peace a lot. And so he closes his eyes, ready to doze off at any second.

He can hear a noise that sounds like slithering, though. He brushes it off as nothing--maybe a rat for him to hunt down later.

But the noise is distracting, and it gets louder by the second. He opens his eyes, mildly irritated at having his nap disturbed. But the moment he sees who decided to approach him, fear washes over the irritation.

His fur bristles, and he can feel his ears press down onto his head, feeling his tails tuck.

“...mrow?”

“Hello, Mayu…”

Saito looms over him, feet upon feet of tail filling the room. Mayumi gulps and buries his claws into the carpet.

“H-hey,” he says, trying his best not to whimper. He doesn’t want to be rude, but there’s something just so terrifying about him. “I--I forgot you were here. Hey,”

“Well, it is a bit hard for me to go outside,” Saito gives him a closed smile, raising the tip of his tail to prove his point.

“Oh…yeah, I--I get that.” Mayumi nods, wondering whether or not he should leave. He decides against it, if only because he’d like to stay on the naga’s good side. “Considering the whole---you. Yeah.”

“Eloquent,” he laughs softly. “I hope you don’t mind the company…I do get bored by myself.”

“Me? Mind? Nah, I’m--glad to see you. You live here too, you can go where you want.” Mayumi shakes his head, slowly realizing just how silky Saito’s voice is. As if he could drown in his speech alone….

“Hmmm, kind of you,” Saito rests a hand on his cheek, letting his tail drape over Mayumi. “So, what is it you’ve been doing?”

“Mousing,” he answers. “And sleeping. Just doing whatever I feel like, really. Sometimes I like to play with Kei’s stuff. Like his slippers or his weird vibrating cat paw…he has so much stuff. Humans are weird like that.”

“I suppose so…would you say it’s on the level of hoarding?” Saito asks, coiling himself further and tighter.

“Uh, no…no, I wouldn’t. It’s not anywhere near enough or anything valuable enough. I guess it’s valuable to him, though. He’s cute like that…” Mayumi sighs, thinking of his favorite plaything in all the world.

“He is, isn’t he? Cute and unassuming…not unlike you.” His eyes narrow as he smiles down at him, just slightly taller by a humanoid height.

“Hey, c’mon---I’m fluffy, not unassuming. What makes you say that?” He asks, batting at the much closer tip of Saito’s tail. “Dude. Dude. Wait. Holy shit---you’re so scaly…”

“That would be because I have scales, Mayu.” Saito runs a hand through his fur. “Do you like how they feel?”

“Yeah…” Mayumi sighs. “Warm…you’re warm. And your voice is nice.”

“I’ve been told,” Saito nods, giving him a squeeze.

Mayumi yelps, surprised at the sudden grip all around him. He’s completely coiled, with only his head poking out from the mass of tail surrounding his entire body. “Whoa…” he gasps.

“Hm? Is something the matter?” Saito asks.

“No…just…tail big.” Mayumi answers, resting his head upon it.

“You’re sweet, Mayu.” Saito grins at him, pulling him closer.

The bakeneko softly meows.

“Sweet and quite fluffy, if I have anything to say about it.” Saito continues petting him, and Mayumi doesn’t notice a thing until he’s completely pressed against him, Saito himself resting upon his tail. “You know…”

He meows again.

“You smell good. Very good…” He sticks his tongue out and nearly licks him. “Kei says I smell like weed, mostly.” Mayumi speaks for the first time in minutes.

“You do, but…it’s very you. It’s mixed with your natural feline scent, and---Mayu?” Saito pauses, squeezing him again.

“Y-yeah?” Mayumi croaks.

“You smell so wonderful that I’ve got the mind to eat you.” He says it far too casually.

Mayumi can feel both his tails shoot up. “Huh?”

“Don’t be so afraid,” Saito reassures him. “If I wanted to harm you, I wouldn’t have moved in. And---think about this. Your digestion wouldn’t be permanent.”

“Oh, yeah…” Mayumi blinks, but sinks further into the grip around him. “Come now, pretty kitty…give yourself to me.” Saito whispers, raising Mayumi from the floor. “You’d sate me for a while…doesn’t that sound nice?”

“I--” Mayumi tries to speak, but all that comes out is horroused mewling. “I--”

“You’re terrified of me, aren’t you?” Saito asks, stroking Mayumi’s back softly. “Don’t be. I know just the thing to help you relax,”

“What is it…?” Mayumi nearly does whimper.

“Just this,” Saito answers him, raising his entire body above the floor and closer, closer still to his waiting predator. Saito opens his mouth, not very wide, but Mayumi can see fangs glistening. He shivers, feeling all the evolutionary terror he should.

But Saito bites down on the nape of his neck, and his whole world blurs.

Even the yelp he lets out slows down, and dies in his throat.

“Wh--?” He claps a hand over his neck, feeling himself bleeding. “Wh--I--”

“Don’t worry,” Saito insists. “Calm down. It’s alright…”

Mayumi lets the softness of his voice wash over him, losing himself in the tightening grasp of his tail as he purrs. Why is he purring? Shouldn’t he be…

shouldnt he be--

“mrow…”

“Yes, that’s right…good kitty.” Saito grins at his prey, helpless and disoriented. “Now, tell me how you feel.”

“Good…” Mayumi grogs, his throat feeling dry and his eyelids heavy.

“Excellent.” Saito praises him softly, pulsating his grip and letting Mayumi devolve even further. “Now, I’m sure you’re absolutely paralyzed with fear….but, let’s let the venom replace that. Listen to me. You’ll be alright. No harm will come to you. I think you’re lovely, and all I want is to spend time with you. More than that, I want to eat you.”

“.....mrrreeeooow…..”

“Now, relax.” Saito commands.

Mayumi’s entire body unclenches, his face scrunched with the sloppiest of loopy smiles. “mhm…” he nods blankly.

“Perfect,” Saito strokes his head, and he purrs. “And then---rest your sweet paw on my lips.”

Mayumi sighs in bliss, and does it, not putting up any fight. He was drowning in the hypnotic grip of a snake…and he never wanted to leave. Saito was all he could think of, all he wanted…and if he wanted to take him in and consume him entirely, then Mayumi would be his forever more.

He rubs his head against Saito’s chest, earning a soft chuckle. It makes his ears flicker. He stares up at Saito with the biggest, most innocent eyes he can manage, completely unintentionally.

“You’re precious…” Saito praises him, but then parts his jaws.

Mayumi’s arms are slurped up so fast he wouldn’t have had the time to react even in his right mind. Instead, he gives a cross between a giggle and a hiss, feeling the warmth creeping up and completely enveloping him as Saito swallows his head.

It’s dark. He can’t see anything, but his tongue is so soft and wet…his throat so warm as it gently pulls him down…with muffled, thick gulping ringing in his ears from all sides. It makes him twitch with pleasure, purring with even more intensity.

Saito gulps him down with ease, his lower body having gone limp from the constriction and the venom coursing through his veins. He licks over his toes as they pass his lips, and he gives one last gulp, feeling the twitching cat sink into him…completely.

He lies down on the carpet, feeling his first stomach fill out with the contents of his latest meal, and lets his tongue flicker out for another hint of his flavor.

Saito exhales, happily pressing down onto his full belly. His full belly, bulging with such warmth and life…all for him to rend down into more padding on his monstrously long tail.

From inside, Mayumi presses onto the curiously pressing walls of his stomach. It’s warm, and wet, and so…deep. Mayumi feels like he could sink down even further if he isn’t careful.

So dark and…inescapable, but so welcoming in its total eclipse of all life that enters.

He reaches upward, weakly, feeling nothing but more pulsating in the naga’s core. He meows, softly, letting himself drown in the folds of it…

But as he closes his eyes, he can feel his legs being pulled down even further, as if there’s another deeper, wider chamber right below. He can feel his whole body sinking further down…and he can hear Saito moaning from absolute pleasure.

He finds it nice, that he can make him so happy just by being a meal winding deep within two stomachs…and judging from the way this one contracts completely around him…

It’s time.

“You make such a wonderful meal, my pretty kitty. Perhaps I’ll have Kei join you when he gets home…” Saito muses aloud, pressing himself harder into the carpet as he feels his tail bulge. “You feel so good---pressing against me like that---you’ve been so sweet, so well-behaved….”

He gives a blissed-out sigh, hedonistic thoughts of dragging more hypnotized prey down his gullet filling his mind…as Mayumi softens within.

#v.ore #hypnosis #male pred #male prey #naga pred #reformation vore #my writing #blueberry original #oc: saito #oc: mayumi

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