#anyway look at baby niles

[thefehmpire]

Me waiting for more Læraðr content now that book 8 is done

I swear I will make more crappy edits with stupid quotes. And Læraðr will be there

Anyway heres Læraðr and Askr with their newborn baby Niles (he wears the eyepatch because he winked too hard, he’s still too young his eyelids are still developing) BOOK 8 SPOILERS SORRY DIDNT HIDE🫨😱🤯🌋

He has the jerk tree’s smile💛

[maxillness]

Good At Other Things || CL16 x gf!Reader

Warnings: 18+, unprotected sex, fingering, oral (f), multiple orgasms, overstimulation, mean!charles, degrading kink, biting, google translated French, (slight) nipple play, breeding kink, pure filth

Wordcount: 1.8k

Request: Can i request a Charles smut? Lets say that he's playing video games/streaming, and the reader is constantly complaining how he sucks at the game or doesn't play it properly, and he gets so pissed that he literally destroys her brains out until she's begging him to stop

She sat in the living room, listening in on Charles’ complaints on how he always lost in his game

She slowly made her way into the bedroom and stood behind him. She landed her hands on his shoulders, softly messaging them as well as his neck

“You’re bad at that” She smiled, hearing Lando laugh through the headphones

“I’m just unlucky, baby” He sighed, leaning into his touch

“I bet I could do it better” She said, her hands softly playing with his hair

“Don’t be on her side, Lando” Charles said, properly after Lando had agreed on her statement

“Even he agrees. That must mean something, ange” She chuckled, stroking his cheek with the pad of her thumb

“Can’t you just keep quiet and look pretty” She shook her head softly, but laid over on the bed anyways, propping her head up on her arm, watching him still play

After a few rounds of her staying quiet, she spoke again after he lost again “You’re so bad at it, that it’s embarrassing” She laughed

“Look, Lando; I need to go, but I’ll see you soon, no?” Charles said, not looking over at his girlfriend who was laying on their bed

He closed the game as well as hung up with Lando. He took of his headphones and turned around in the chair

“Get over here” He said, manspreading like a whore on drugs, yet his face was with no emotion

She stood up from the bed, walking over to him. She got in his lap, forcing him to close his legs. Her hands was on his shoulders, a shit eating grin on her face

She drove in for a kiss, put he stopped her, putting a finger on her lips “You’re a bad girl. You know that, right?” He asked, his thumb gliding over her bottom lip

“Am I? Or am I just telling the truth” She was cocky, acting as if him calling her a bad girl didn’t make her panties wetter than the Nile

“Like I said, a bad girl” His lips were now on her neck, kissing her softly as his fingers danced down her body, landing on the waistband of her shorts

“And, either bad girls don’t get what they want, or they get much to handle. And, I don’t know what I’m in the mood for today” His teeth sunk into her skin harshly, making her yelp with a mixture of a moan

“I think I’ll choose the latter” He murmured against her skin, licking over the marks his teeth had made

His hand went into her shorts, two fingers pressing against her clit through her panties, making her moan loud and grip onto his shoulders tight

“P-please” She breathed into his ear as she started placing soft kisses on the spot where his jaw and neck connected

He chuckled softly, but circled her clit anyways, causing a breathy moan to slip through her lips

“N-need m-more. P-please” She pleaded breathy into his ear

“No, I think this is just fine, mon ange” His words drew out a desperate whine from her, rocking her hips into his fingers

His hand on her hip tightened, holding her still from her rocking

“I n-need you, amour” She whimpered breathy, almost a moan as he fastened his fingers, her body already shaking

“I know, and you will. More than you need” He said the words in the raspy French accent he knew she loved

She loved it so much, that he was certain she could come just from his voice

She squirmed at the idea of him pulling so many orgasm out of her, that she’ll feel it for days on end

“You’d like that, huh? You’d like it if I pull so many orgasms out of you that you’ll feel it standing so pretty in the garage on Sunday? Hm?” He asked, feeling her thighs shake around his own

“Fuck. Yes. Want to feel you for weeks” She panted, feeling her first of many orgasm built up

“Weeks, huh?” He asked with a teasing tone, sending her right over the edge

She almost screamed his name as she came, clenching around nothing as she did

He rubbed her through her orgasm, letting her head fall to the crook of his neck as she came down

He placed his hands under the back of her thighs, picking her up, letting her legs snake around his hips. His actions drew a yelp out of her

He threw her softly down onto the bed, watching as her body bounced off of it slightly

“You’re so beautiful, mon amour” He smirked, lowering himself to slide down her shorts and panties

He threw them to the ground, kissing the insides of her thighs, watching as he could see her nipples poking through the thin, tight, top she was wearing

“You’re so beautiful like this, ange” He kissed up the insides of her thighs, getting closer to where she needed him so bad, even after her first orgasm

She was squirming under his touch, gripping tightly at the sheets. She whimpered as he kissed the area around her clit, but not directly

He finally gave in, licking his tongue through her wet folds, stopping at her clit, putting pressure on it, making her moan softly

“Fuck, amour. Feels so good” She said as he started flicking her clit with his tongue “Please, don’t stop. Feels s’good” She chanted, bucking her hips up into his mouth

His hands grabbed her hips, pushing her down against the bed. He pulled away from her, looking up at her “Lay still, putain”

She hated how he knew that calling her all kinds of filthy words in French. He knew how turned on she got. He knew she could come just from hearing him degrade her, even if she didn’t understand a single word that came out of his mouth

“Fuck. You. Charles.” She breathed, still not feeling him on her clit again

“It’s the opposite way, hunny” He smiled, attaching his tongue on her again

“P-please, Charles. Fuck, you feel so good” One of her hands went to his hair, tangling her fingers with the strands, while the other dug the nails into his forearm that held her hip

“Fuck- Charles, ‘m gonna-“ She didn’t get to finish her sentence as his name rolled of her tongue like a prayer as she came, her whole body shaking rapidly, her hand tight in his hair, making him groan

She started whining and whimpered as he didn’t slow down or stop his tongue. He pulled his arm on her hip away and roughly entering two of his fingers into, not giving her a chance to adjust before he started curling them, hitting just the right spot inside her

“N-no. Charles… Please- ‘s too much. I can’t- ah. P-please… T’much” Her words were slurred, as well as her vision

Her whole body shook from the overstimulation. She was unable to lay still at this point, even though he had said she was gonna

“Come for me, amour” He said, before reattaching his tongue to her clit, speeding up as well as his fingers

Her legs closed around Charles’ head as she came, her hand so tight in his hair she was sure she had pulled some out

Her body was shaking rapidly. She sighed as she felt him slow down and pull out and away from her

Her eyes were closed, too fucked out to comprehend anything around her. She didn’t notice that Charles was ridding of his clothes

She whined at the touch of his hands on his inner thighs, pushing them apart so he could settle in between them

“Shh… You’re alright” He soothed her, pulling at her arms to get her to sit up. Her body was limp against his as he pulled her top over her head and threw it to the ground

He slowly laid her down again, his lips tracking across her skin soothing her “You okay, mon amour?” He asked, kissing over her nipples, hearing her whimper at it

“Mhm” She hummed, nodding as he kissed up to her lips again

“Good” He said, placing her legs around his waist

“Charles” She whimpered his name in a way that sent shivers all the way down his spine, and made his cock twitch

“God, you make me crazy, woman” He chuckled, slowly pushing into her, hearing her whine

She already clenched rapidly around him, making him groan as he allowed her to adjust to him

“Je t’aime tellement” I love you so much. He breathed into her ear, feeling her nails drag down his back, leaving marks for him to feel

“Move… Please” She whined, pushing his hips further into hers, hoping to get some friction, which was unsuccessful

“Thought you said it was too much?” He chuckled kissing her jaw softly

“Want you to come inside me” She was breathing heavily as he pulled almost all the way out, before slamming into her again

He proceeded to do so a few times before he sat a rhythm he liked, as well as her

He sat up, holding her waist as he slammed into her, hitting her just the right spot, getting her to scream out his name, her back arching off the bed, her eyes rolled back into her head

“Want me to come in you, baby? Want me to knock you up? Want to have little ones running around? Want to make me a daddy?” He chuckled at the way she nodded her head rapidly as best as she could

“Yeah?” He asked in a seductive tone “You gonna be such a good mommy” He groaned, feeling her clench around him, pulling him closer to the edge

“C-Charles” She whined, holding on to his forearms “‘m close” Her eyes were shut tight

“I know, amour. Me too” He groaned, his thrusts getting sloppier and out of rhythm “Come for me, ange”

Only a few sloppy thrusts later, and she was coming around him, leaving marks of her nails in his forearms

Just the sight of her pulled him over the edge. He stilled his hips, coming deep inside her

He pulled out of her, quickly replacing his cock with his fingers, fucking the cum into her, making sure nothing escaped

He laid down beside her, pulling her body into his, feeling her rapid breathing as well as his own

“You might be bad at video games, but you’re good at other things” She chuckled lazily, sleep taking over her

[perfectlyvalid49]

There is a difference between disrespected and being uncomfy and I appreciate your ability to at least see the nuance.

If you looked at the “show more” tab on the quotation link, it would have given you more options but I didn’t think I needed to explain that 🙃 The semantics of things seems silly after a point but I think we’re both still coming at a place of valid intention.

Similarly to some of my arguments it feels like you still neglect that history is full of things older and outside of the Jewish tradition (like Zoroastrianism, Phoenician/Canaanite tribes that were largely wiped out BECAUSE of tribal conflict that included a WIDE array of Jewish people up until, if I’m not mistaken, basically Babylon and even some of the literature around Ur and the Nile from how human became sentient has some oddly universal stories (forbidden fruit, the allegorical nature of the stars, the fall of man with Cain (farming) and Abel (hunter gatherer).

The point of this whole discussion stems from the argument from tradition which feels fallacious given how no one ACTUALLY claims anything after a certain point so why get your knickers in a twist to point out that, hey, maybe the nuance exists in ways that are legitimately concerning like why the IDF is systemically pulling fascist moves against Palestinians.

I appreciate your input nonetheless and think we largely agree, it’s just the gatekeeping piece that genuinely confuses me because it feels inherently oppressive to people who may think that the 40+ crowd who conveniently seem to be majority if not only men, get to dictate the narrative of how a specific religion operates, ESPECIALLY if that means *checks notes again* chopping a part of a baby’s dick off????

You're right, there is a difference between being disrespected and being un-comfy. I’m not un-comfy.

The “show more” tab under the famously inaccurate Google AI overview? Your argument for the reason that you can use quotes to paraphrase is that a hallucinating AI says so? I just want to be sure that’s your argument before I click the tab and check…

It still doesn’t say that. Like, that’s a bad argument because AI is not a valid counter to actual sources, but it’s also a bad argument because nothing in the link you gave actually said you could do what you did anyway. And then you tried to make me look foolish by implying that you need to explain to me that I just needed to click the “show more” tab. You might think we both have good intentions, but I am seriously doubting yours.

You’re shifting goalposts here. We started talking specifically about Jews and Jewish populations. I’m not neglecting the fact that history is full of things older than Judaism and outside of Judaism, they’re just simply not relevant to the specific conversation we’re having. And I’m not sure what you think I’m arguing from tradition, either. Unless you mean Jewish traditions themselves? I think it’s fair to say that our traditions are our traditions. If they need changing, that is for the Jewish community to decide amongst ourselves, not a conversation that you get to take part in.

I’m sorry you feel gatekept, but not everything in the world is available for you to take. Specifically closed religions, especially closed religions of minority groups, are not available to you. And I think this is a good thing. Jews are outnumbered on this planet 500 to one. If Judaism were an open religion, it would not be hard for a bunch of Christians to declare themselves Jewish, and then change Jewish practice to include Jesus. Like, to be very specific, there are more Evangelical Christian Zionists in the United States than there are Jews in the entire world. If they all declared themselves Jewish, but said they were keeping Jesus, the MAJORITY of Jews would be followers of Jesus. The gatekeeping is to ensure that changes to how we practice our religion and our culture come from us, and not overwhelming outside influences.

Circumcision is part of an important Jewish ritual. If Jews decide to stop observing that ritual, that decision needs to come from Jews, which you are not. Your opinion here simply doesn’t matter. I know that as a cultural Christian you need to feel centered in every conversation, but this one doesn’t involve you. In addition, the way you talk about what is really a beautiful ritual is disrespectful to the point of being dangerous. Christian obsession over circumcision has led to accusations of Jewish pedophilia and Jews doing satanic rituals with the collected foreskins, which have led to attacks against Jewish communities.

I’m sorry you’re not happy with your circumcision, though again, unless it was done as part of the Jewish tradition (and from what you said it seems like it wasn’t) then I’m not sure why you’re so hung up on Jews doing it. Why not start by advocating for non-Jews to stop doing it, as that seems like it would be more relevant to your personal trauma? Your obsession with the Jewish practice is antisemitic; you need to let it go.

[deathlessathanasia]

How would you describe Hera's relationship with the other queens (Persephone and Amphitrite)?

I know of a single source in which Hera interacts with Persephone, namely Book 31 of the Dionysiaca where she manipulates her into sending the Erinyes against Dionysos. It's a hilarious speech where Hera talks shit about the Underworld, reminds Persephone of her rape by her father and also of her murdered son whose death Hera herself instigated, though naturally she keeps silent about that detail and puts all the blame on Zeus:

"Away she [Hera] went to the gloomy all-welcoming court of Hades; there she found Persephone, and told her a crafty tale: "" Most happy I call you, that you dwell so far from the gods! You have not seen Semele at home in Olympos. I fear I may yet see Dionysos, one born of a mortal womb, master of the lightning after Zagreus, or lifting the thunderbolt in earthborn hands. Cornbringer, you have been robbed! Beside the Nile with his harvests they hold festival for another, instead of your sheafbearing mother Demeter; they tell of a spurious bountiful Deo, bullbred, horned, Inachos's daughter Io. And Ares, the one I brought forth, born of a heavenly womb, my own son, was shackled tight inglorious in earthly fettersin a jar, where Ephialtes had hidden him. Nor did heavenly Zeus my husband help him — but he rescued Semele's son from the flaming fire, he saved Bacchos from the thunderbolt, while still a baby brat, his bastard son half-finished! Zagreus the heavenly Dionysos he would not defend, when he was cut up with knives!""What made me angrier still, was that Cronides gave the starry heaven to Semele for a bridegift, — and Tartaros to Persephoneia! Heaven is reserved for Apollo, Hermes lives in heaven — and you have this abode full of gloom! What good was it that he put on the deceiving shape of a serpent, and ravished the girdle of your inviolate maidenhead, if after the bed he was to destroy your babe? Lord Zeus holds the starry hall on Olympos; he has given the briny sea to his brother the water king for his prerogative; he has given the cloudy house of darkness to your consort. Come now, arm your Furies against wineface Bacchos, that I may not see a bastard and a mortal king of Olympos. Pity the wife of Zeus who prays to you, pity Deo, pity praying Themis the immaculate, that the Indians may have a little space to breathe while Dionysos is shaken. Be the avenger of my sorrow, because Cronion has given nectar to Bacchos and the blood of battle to Ares! Let not Athens sing hymns to a new Dionysos, let him not have equal honour with Eleusinian Dionysos, let him not take over the rites of Iacchos who was there before him, let not his vintage dishonour Demeter's basket!"" The whole mind of Persephoneia was perturbed while she spoke, babbling deceit as the false tears bedewed her cheeks. Goddess bowed assent to goddess, and gave her Megaira to go with her, that with her evil eye she might fulfil the desire of Hera's jealous heart."

Even funnier, in Book 44 we have this passage: "But while Bacchos yet conversed with circling Mene, even then Persephone was arming her Furies for the pleasure of Dionysos Zagreus, and in wrath helping Dionysos his later born brother."

Persephone seems quite indecisive doesn't she? Anyways, in other sources (Vergil's Aeneid, Ovid's Metamorphoses) where Hera/Juno needs the Erinyes to do something for her she simply talks to them herself without making appeal to either Persephone or Hades.

As for Amphitrite, it doesn't look like Hera has any sort of connection with her. When she has need of the assistance of the Nereides, like in the Argonautica of Apollonios Rhodios, she talks to Thetis. I guess they could have a professional relationship but I disagree with the idea (which I used to encounter pretty often) that they would be particularly close and bond over their shared experience of being married to unfaithful husbands, especially when considering that in Homeric Hymn 3 to Apollo Amphitrite is one of the goddesses who support Leto and convince Eileithyia to allow the birth of Apollo against Hera's wishes.

[annie-creates]

Never felt like dying

Pairing: Andromache of Scythia x reader

Genre: fluff

Words: 1200

Note: I'm back with another Andromache fic. I don't condone abuse so that fic won't have another part but here's a better one for you. Thank you all for the support and love I'm getting.

“Get your ass back in the game Y/n,” you’ve heard for what felt like the hundredth time.

Andromache was never too soft with you, that could anyone confess. It was hard to tell if it was because she tried really hard to make you one of the best warriors in the field, or if she just genuinely didn’t like you. Your money would be on the second option. Your coming onto the team was much less than ideal, but they couldn’t exactly kick you out even if they wanted to. Or maybe they could and that’s why you put up with the harsh orders rather than test her patience.

“Look alive!” Andy commanded with another set of punches into your stomach you could hardly defend against. “You don’t want to be a burden to our mission, do you?!”

“No…” you answered, insecure face to face with the greatest warrior in human history.

“You don’t want to jeopardize anyone in a fight, do you?!” She asked again.

“No,” you had trouble keeping eye contact when she got so worked up.

“Then pick up your slack, we can’t keep babying you,” Andy seemed she’d happily continue scolding you if she wasn’t interrupted.

“Hey you two, dinner’s ready. Wrap it up for today,” called Joe from the door, your savior for today. “How’s it goin’?” he asked Andy as she passed him.

“I wish I could say it’s going anywhere…” she wasn’t venomous, but her words still hurt you.

It wasn’t like you weren’t trying to get better, every day you got up early to train with the punching bag or run a few laps before most of them even woke up. You never opposed in training that took hours on end, leaving with bruises and broken bones almost daily. But whatever you did you didn’t seem to be able to cross the difference in performance between yourself and the rest of the team. Even Nile, who said wasn’t immortal for more than a few decades, was very obviously miles ahead of you.

As you washed your hands and looked over your bruised face with a black eye in the mirror, you didn’t even feel worthy eating with them. Here they were saving the world day after day and you were more of a burden than help to them. Maybe you should stop trying to play the hero, it was painfully obvious you didn’t have what they had and after months, it didn’t seem like you could ever get on their level, even if you kept taking Andromache’s punches for centuries.

“Hey Y/n, you okay?” Joe asked seeing you deep in thought.

“Yea, I’m fine,” you tried to hide the bruises you felt embarrassed about. “I’m not really hungry anymore guys, thank you. Good night.”

You abruptly left the plate you hardly took anything from and almost ran out of the dinning room not leaving any space for argument. You knew everyone was trying to make you feel welcomed, but it was hard fitting into a group who was together for centuries and only just met you. It wasn’t fair expecting them to just accept you in like that either, but you didn’t really have anywhere else to go. Knock on your door snaps you out of your thoughts but you don’t answer, pretending to be asleep. Yet the door opens anyway.

“Can I come in?” Andy asks, there was no way she could be fooled.

“Sure,” you let her in not turning around to look at her.

“You know, when we met Nile, she was a marine cop,” Andromache sits on the edge of your bed nudging your form wrapped in the duvet a little. “And Joe and Nicky literally fought against each other in a war.”

“So?” you say after a heavy sign while she��s lightly smiling after amusing herself.

“So, you shouldn’t feel down just because you’re not as good as they are. They’ve been at this for centuries and even before that, you only just died for the first time…” she wondered off no doubt remembering the time they first met you.

“I bet you wish you didn’t find me back then,” you admit before you can stop and think about what you’re saying.

“That’s not true,” Andy argues with a bit of hurt in her eyes by your words.

“You said it yourself, I’m not getting any better. I’m useless,” you counter, not having a problem being eye to eye with her now.

“Well that was a little over the top…” she admits. “I have to be strict with you in training, that’s how we get better. But it doesn’t mean I hate you… You are part of this team Y/n. And that means we protect you. I always protect you.”

“You’d probably be better off without me,” you say.

“That’s not true. Everyone has a reason why they were chosen for this life, even if you’re not the greatest fighter of all. And I see how hard you work every day, and you have no idea how much I appreciate it,” she seemed very genuine so you decided to give her the benefit of the doubt and believe what she was saying.

The briefing for your next mission came sooner than you’d expect it, and you felt much better about taking the job with everybody else. You still didn’t want for anyone to have to risk for you, so you worked to hold your own as best as possible. In the building however, you quickly counted you were outnumbered and you soon lost the view of who fired which bullet, who threw all the punches and how many wounds you all got. Screams and shouts of order were falling from both sides, soldiers hitting the floor left and right.

“Watch out!” you screamed at Nile pulling her from the trajectory of another bullet.

You saw her shouting something back, but you couldn’t really make out what she was saying. It took a few seconds to register in your brain that something is wrong, and that wrong was a bullet in your chest leaving a wound that was quicky seeping out all your blood. You thought how disappointed they’re gonna be in you before your vision faded into darkness and you hardly heard your own body hit the floor.

You came to yourself in a moving car, unsure of your surroundings for a moment before you realized your head was prompted on somebody’s lap. It was still throbbing but the ringing in your ears was quicky fading. You never felt like dying for someone but now it was inevitable, and something told you that just like it wasn’t the first time, it wasn’t your last either.

“We’ve got her back,” Andromache announced from above you with a relief heavy on her tone. “How you feelin’?”

“Like I was hit by a wall of bricks,” you admit groggily, looking into her happy face as she stroked your hair.

“We’ll work on your self-awareness,“ she promises with a little smile.

“Good, I don’t feel like dying anymore,” you laugh with the team as they take you back to safety.

Andromache was right in one thing, they’ll always have your back.

[pwnyta]

HUH

So no one was gonna tell me about The Old Guard?

I was supposed to just find it on a random ass Halloween 4 years after it aired... aight.

I mean I thought we were cool but I see how it is.

Anyways I watched it and I loved it IF YOU EVEN CARE.

Opinions-

Andy- Phenomenal. Never seen Charlize Theron look so damn hot. Even with her spooky eyes. Crazy butch bisexual(?) wielding a labrys sometimes. Love. Her church fight was sick as hell... im in denial about the stab tho... you can pry her from my cold dead fingies Netflix.

Booker-Like... OK. Like I get he was sad but its so hard to feel bad for him sometimes and like.. I dont hate him at all but just... I do wanna strangle him a little. JUST A LITTLE. I dont want him to be gone and never see Andy again... I hate that. I hate this movie.

Nicky- Great side profile, terrific nose... what in the Ben Linus is going on with the eyes tho? Those pale buggy eyes... This is your man, Joe? This Italian priest Templar knight with ghost eyes? Aight. Ribbing aside... I love him. Even if hes got spooky eyes.

Joe- Mortal enemies to immortal lovers is diabolical work. If you give me friends to lovers... it better be Crusade era enemies to begrudging companions to understanding friends to soul mates or fucking dont talk to me about it. NGL Joes kinda my favorite. Hes a silly little guy. Maybe my love for Sayid has made me soft for hyper-competent, deadly, romantic, shiny eyed Muslim men IDK.

Nile- LOVE. ..Ya know when Andy was like 'shes just a baby' I was like I sure hope this movie dont make me ship them cuz the fandom is probably gonna be annoying about that line but their plane fight was so hot... SUE ME. ANYWAYS... I love her. Apparently theres a second movie coming out & I cant wait to see her get to be a silly lil guy with the fam cuz she is silly lil guy. I love her relationship with Andy & I hope Andy gets better so they can be together forever & there can be some messy lesbian love triangle nonsense when Quynh.

Quynh- Dont got like... the deepest opinion of her just yet but her and Andy were like the Sapphic Nicky & Joe but in reverse.. like Nicky & Joe killed attacked each other then became lovers and it seems like Andy & Quynh were close and might become enemies? Of course IM GONNA IGNORE THE BAD STUFF AND PRETEND THEY JUST FIND EACH OTHER & ARE IN LOVE FOREVER. So...

Copley- Similar to Book I get his mindset but also I wanna strangle him a little. He is beautiful tho... so... Im interested in how hes gonna fit in with the gang... Im hoping for some drama at the start maybe them being like '...ya but hes not Booker...' and then Copley like... having some big hero moment saving the team or at least one of them and they get real close and then more drama because their new family is also just a normal guy & theyre gonna hurt to lose him some day. ANYWAYS.

MISC stuff I like-

The difference in how Nicky and Joe hug Andy.

Everything about this scene tbh. I just wanna see these types of scenes from now on. Silly lil guy moments.

Also Andys baklava addiction. Baklava is one of those things Ive always wanted to try... like boba and churros... ONE OF THESE DAYS.

This sick ass take down. Actually all the fight scenes were pretty sick. I like seeing them fight baddies all together... ODA TAKES NOTES. Also... full offense to guns but seeing Andy Nicky and Joe wield their old-school weapons is so much cooler... who brings a knife (labrys, long sword, scimitar) to a gun fight? THE COOLEST PEOPLE. THATS WHO.

Joe spitting out a bullet that he got shot in the face with.

'Shes just a baby!' (me with the whole team) Also TBF to Andy... Nile has such a cute baby face.

The development of Andy and Niles relationship. THO TBH I was bothered about Nile getting shot in the head because the exit wound woulda fucked her braids up.... I had a hard time focusing cuz I couldnt let that fact go lmao... It was driving me nuts...

The girls are fighting! (gone sexy)

Eepy not-boyfriends

Ancient head bonks of desperate affection. I hope all three of them head bonk Nile in the next movie. If this doesnt happen... im killing everyone in this room (its just me) and them myself.

This silly bitch in this moment.

Joes 'Hes not my boyfriend' speech. Incurable romantic indeed.

Honestly the soldiers tryin to insult Joe by mockingly asking if Nicky was his boyfriend and getting way more than they bargained for was fucking funny.

I just wish we coulda seen the faces of the guy driving the van as he heard the massacre in the back LMAO. Just keep drivin bud... aint nothin you can do about your boys in the back.

Immortal not-boyfriends gettin silly!

This is a nice plane! Theres a TV Joe!

lmao. The sillies.

Andy and Nile continuing to make me ship them.

Reunited and it feels so.... something but they were fighting together and it was real cool.

THEMB.

'You shot Nicky... you shouldnt have done that....'

Joe- Im a silly lil guy but (suplexes a man and breaks his neck)

Whyd he look so devastated after?

She wont jump out of a plane... but....

You betray Miette? You betray her like the bastard? Oh! OH! BANISHMENT FOR 100 YEARS!

Joe lookin at Booker the whole time... :c

[lantanasmuttyfanfics]

Heyyyy… sorry for not updating on Friday or Saturday like I promised

I just had a lot of things going on but you can expect my regular posting (hopefully) again

Anyway this is a Monster High fic with my fav couple Cleo and Deuce!!

Hope you enjoy!!

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Deuce fucking hated all these gala events and fancy parties that Cleo would invite him to. But for her and to see her happy he’d attend every single one.

So here they were now in some gala Cleo’s fathers was hosting in Boo York, he was dressed in a rather elaborate suit made by some famous Scaris designer.

Cleo was clinging onto his arm as they walked towards some delegates, she had a smile plastered on her face and he was trying to match hers.

“Good evening ms De Nile. This is?” Cleo looked up at Deuce her eyes fluttering my “my manster. Deuce Gorgan.”

He gave a slight wave as Cleo leaned her head against his arm. “Umm… pleasure.” The delegates looked him up and down not giving him an other ounce of attention before they turned back to Cleo.

“Anyway… I told the minister-.” One of the delegates started to talk but Deuce zoned out, turning to look around.

In the far corner he found Frankie and Clawdeen sipping some drinks that were being served. Noticing that he was staring Frankie waved him over.

He wanted to excuse himself but he couldn’t bring it in him to leave Cleo to fend for herself with these boring monsters.

As the clocked ticked on and the delegates continued to drone on and on, Deuce felt his snakes start to get agitated, their hissing and snapping more than enough of an indication.

Seeing this Deuce tried to calm the down by offering some punch he got from the passing by waiter but they hissed even louder.

“Deuce? Deuce are you ok.” He turned at the sound of Cleo’s enchanting voice, she stared up at him with those siren eyes of hers and Deuce nearly forgot about the problem at hand.

“My snakes are getting agitated.” Cleo nodded giving him a small squeeze on the arm before turning to look at the monsters in front of her.

“If you’ll excuse us I believe my… sister is calling us.” Without an other word Cleo pivoted on her heels, her hair whipping behind her in the process.

Once they were far enough from the delegates, Cleo let out a sigh her head falling on his shoulder as she gazed at him and his snakes.

“My precious babies. Always saving the day.” He gave her an exasperated look as she petted the head and cooed at one of his snakes.

“Seriously though I think that I would have died from boredom. Or at least died twice.” Deuce chuckled, giving her a kiss on the cheek.

“Tell me about it. Can’t wait till we leave. No offense of course!” Cleo rolled her eyes, slightly elbowing him in the ribs. “Don’t worry you’re valid in that.”

He was about to reply when a hiss from his snakes rang about. Cleo turned to look up at them her hand gently caressing as many as her fingers would allow.

“Are they upset about something.” Deuce shrugged letting out a sigh. “I don’t know baby. They’ve been on and off like this the entire night.”

Cleo tutted her head lulling to the side “maybe they’re sick?” Deuce shook his head, grabbing a bone sandwich from a tray.

“They don’t get sick unless I’m sick.” He offered the sandwich to them and they shredded it up hungrily.

They stood there in comfortable silence for a few moments, Cleo leaning against his chest and his arms wrapped around her waist.

As the stood swaying softly to the music, Cleo suddenly stood straight her eyes looking at Deuce in surprise.

Deuce who had also felt it gave her a sheepish look. “Sorry baby. You were kinda rubbing up against me.” Cleo raised her brow.

“You got hard because of a little rubbing?” Deuce smirked his eyes racking over his ghoul friend in lust. “How could I not when she looks like… like a fucking wet dream.”

Cleo felt her body heat up at his words, deciding to tease him a bit she pushed back against him pretending to fiddle with her dress as she rubbed and pushed against his growing hard on.

Deuce cursed under his breath, his hand quickly grabbing Cleo’s hips as she shoved against him particularly hardly.

Letting out a hard breath Deuce tried to think and ignore his ghoul friends ministrations, but as she turned to look at him from over shoulder that wave of lust coursed through his body.

“What’s the problem Deucy?” She fluttered her eyes in a fake innocent type way as Frankie and the others approached.

“Yeah what’s up with you.” Deuce gulped hoping his voice was clear before he answered Frankie. “Nothing. Just a bit hot in here.”

Catching on Clawdeen smirked at Cleo as she grabbed Frankie’s hand to leave, but unfortunately Frankie didn’t catch on.

“Really? I’m an actually pretty chilly and it’s not because Abbey is around.” Feeling Cleo grind against him, Deuce gave Frankie a tight lipped smile.

“Mhmm.” Was his only reply before Clawdeen made some excuse and dragged Frankie away from the pair.

Once they were out of sight Deuce grabbed Cleo’s hips, bringing his mouth down to her neck as he whispered “maybe I should sedate you for that teasing.”

Cleo knew what he meant and she felt a wave of heat course through her, early on in their relationship they had both… figured out that a nip for Deuce would extract some sort of sedative venom.

At that time it had left her so relaxed she could barely move her arm. To say she loved the feeling was an understatement.

“Well… I wouldn’t mind.” Deuce cursed again his head falling in the crook of her neck. He let out a sigh trying to take deep breaths.

“What don’t you say? let’s get out of here, I don’t think I can bare to listen to one more bore drone on and on. And besides I have something fun planned for us.”

He gave her a knowing smirk his hand traveling to her ass as he gave it a slap. Cleo gasped and turned to look at him with that look.

“Then why are we wasting time. Let’s go.” He grabbed Cleo’s hand and positioned her in front of him as he led them to the exit of the hall.

Cleo brought her hand to cover her mouth to hide her smile as they passed her family. “And where do you think you’re going.” Nefera seemed to appear out of nowhere.

Cleo suppressed an eye roll, her head tilting to the side as Deuces snakes hissed on agitation after being interrupted.

“None of your business. Now if you’ll excuse me.” Cleo shoved Nefera out of the way with her shoulder, ignoring her sisters screeches.

Once they made it outside, Cleo signaled down a taxi. Getting inside, Deuce was past the point of caring if anyone was watching them and was kissing her neck.

He was careful not to pierce the skin, not wanting to end the fun before it began. Cleo, although more conscious of her surroundings, was to past the point of caring.

She leaned into his muscular chest and draped her leg over his thigh, making sure to graze his dick as she ‘fixed’ her dress.

Speaking of, Deuce was finding it increasingly hard not to tear the dress off. Wanting nothing more than to feel her silky skin against his hands.

It really had been to long since they last had sex. What was it? 1, 2 days maybe even 12 hours. He didn’t know or care all he wanted was to have her now.

The need and lust he felt was nearly insatiable, the only cute being the feel of his ghoul friends skin against his own. And then again maybe that wasn’t enough.

The car came to a holt and Deuce quickly dragged Cleo out, his mouth attaching to her neck in seconds.

“Slow down Decue.” He ignored her, directing them to the golden doors of the hotel. “Can’t baby. Not when you look and feel so… so hot.”

Cleo felt herself get wet at his words but still peeled herself off. She gave him and his snakes a look when they both hissed.

While it wasn’t common for Deuce to hiss, he did do it when he was frustrated or annoyed. But then again that was usually suppressed by how high he would get.

Pulling him through the lobby, slapping his wondering hands once in a while, they made it into the elevator where he was on her again in seconds.

This time she didn’t stop him as he bombarded her with kisses, she let out a quite moan when he sucked at a particular spot. It was as if her head was spinning as he continued to suck at her neck.

The elevator dinged and the doors opened, seconds later Deuce was leading them out while he wrapped his hand behind Cleo’s thigh and pulled her leg up.

She wrapped her other leg around his waist as well as he now carried them to her bedroom. In the midst of his continues kissing and sucking Cleo could not care less about her ringing icoffin.

She’d deal with whoever it was later, now the only thing was important was to get this dress of off her and have Deuce on top of her.

Stumbling through her bedroom, Deuce kicked the door shut and placed Cleo down on the covers as she continued to have her legs around his waist while he stabilized himself by leaning one leg on the covers.

Cleo moaned as his wondering hands cupped her breast and pushed her down, now that she was laying on her back Deuce got ontop of her completely. His legs straddled her and he teased by softly running his hand up her inner thigh until he grazed her panties.

Gasping against his mouth Cleo returned the favor and played with the zipper of his pants, she slid the zipper down slowly, her nails grazing his dick in the process. Deuce cursed under his breath and jolted against her hand.

The room was almost silent, except the more than lustful hisses of Deuces snakes and their moans. Pulling his shirt of his body, Deuce looked Cleo in the eye as he leaned down and came between her thighs.

He grabbed her smooth legs and put the over his shoulder, kicking her shoes of in the process, as he licked a strip up her leg. Cleo shuddered at the feeling her hands gripping the sheets below, chuckling Deuce scrunched her dress at her hips and started to suck everywhere but the place she most wanted.

This was until she gutted her hips in his face and Deuce gave her a smirk before he looked at her in the eyes and licked her slit. Cleo let out a breathy moan, biting her lip as he continued to suck and lick like his life depended on it.

Cleo felt as if she was going to melt into the sheets from how hot and heavy she was feeling, each time his masterful tongue came into contact with her a new wave of warmth and slick coursing through her.

She let out a surprised moan as his tongue entered her heat, swirling and licking at her tight walls. She felt so over stimulated that she thought that she might explode right here right now, luckily for her the feeling of her orgasim was approaching fast and hard.

Noticing this, Deuce plunged in deeper his snake like tongue reaching places Cleo didn’t think existed. With her euphoria just on the cusp of falling through, Cleo put her hand over mouth too afraid someone could hear them.

Deuce didn’t let that happen as he reached up and grabbed her hand, gripping it tightly by her side. Tipping over the edge Cleo let out a half moan half scream as she felt a blinding heat travel through her. Deuce sucked and licked everything, leaving her to feel like there was nothing left in her.

“Tired already baby? Now Cleo we’ve just gotten started.” She let out a sigh and a small smile, she knew that his sex drive was high as ever and this was only the tip of the iceberg. Not that she’d complain, she just loved how high his sex drive was. He could go on for hours compared to other monsters she’d heard other girls talking about.

Locking her shaking legs around his shoulders, she ran her finger down his chest while smirking. Deuce also smirked and got up, he slowly slid his pants and underwear down until his rock hard dick was standing between them.

Cleo also sat up, she sensually pushed the strap of her dress of, looking directly at his covered eyes as she did. For show, she bit her lip and ran her fingers down her body as she pushed her tight dress down until it sat in a pool at her hips.

She suppressed a smirk as his twitching hands and bulging veins appeared before her. Finally stepping out of her dress, Cleo stood up and threw it across the room as she stood in front of his and trailed her hands up and down his body.

Deuces hands came to her hips and he walked her backwards towards the bed as he placed kisses on her neck and top of her breasts. As Cleo’s legs hit the bed, she latched her lips on to Deuce and let their tongues fight in a battle for dominance.

To win, Decue brought a finger at her still aching slit making her gasp in surprise and lose their little battle. Not that she had much of a complaint, she loved when he took control.

After a couple of minutes of continues sucking and kissing Deuce pulled apart first and turned Cleo around as he bent her over. Cleo’s eyes widened in surprise as she reached to grab onto the headboard with her ass now up in the air.

She felt Deuces heat consume her as he settled behind her, his muscular arms gripping her hips tightly. “Ready baby?” She nodded to far gone in her lust to full care for anything else as she felt his thick dick slowly penetrate her entrance.

Letting out a sigh, she gripped the headboard tightly as Deuce himself wrapped a hand around her neck as he gritted his teeth in self control. They were both panting by the time Deuce bottomed out, in his attempt for self restraint he bit his lip with his fang, just enough to hurt but not penetrate.

Once Cleo gave him the ok, he pulled nearly out before slamming back in, continued again and again his free hand messing with Cleo’s breast as she gripped the headboard tightly. Their moans and grunts mixed with the sound of the headboard banging against the wall rang around and room and neither of them had it in them to care about anyone hearing.

Feeling her climax quickly approaching, Cleo reached back and grabbed Deuce by the back of the neck. She brought him forward and smashed their lips together in a kiss of passion, lust and love. As Deuce was leaned forward in her reach Cleo decide to tease him.

She ran her fingers down the scales of his arms and he immediately responded by grunting and thrusting harshly against her. “Baby… you know… that’s sensitive.” Cleo did it again and heard his snakes hiss in delight.

“Do I?” She whispered out against his lips as he cursed under his breath. He didn’t know why but his scales had always been a very sensitive part of his body, so sensitive that one time when Cleo had accidentally brushed up against him and touched his scales he had a boner for a full hour.

And now she was using it against him and as Cleo touched his scales again he felt his climax quickly approaching. He tried to hold out for just a few seconds as Cleo suddenly came with a breathy moan, her head fallling back against his shoulder.

As Decue himself fell into a state of euphoria he leaned down without thinking and bit down against Cleo’s neck and shoulder. She gasped in surprise and slight pain as she felt her body start to go numb at the venom traveling through her.

Her arms first gave out and she was glad Deuce was holding onto her, then her legs started to give out. At that point Deuce realized what he had done and cursed loudly as he pulled her against his chest, “baby I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to bite you.” He let out a sigh as she saw her eyes dropping closed.

With her last strength, Cleo gave him a soft kiss on the cheek and whispered “it’s ok. Just be there when I wake up.” Her eyes dropped closed and her body went limp against him, sighing he untucked the covers and put Cleo under the heaps on blankets.

As he went to tuck her back in one of his snakes leaned down and gave Cleo a slipper snake kiss on her forehead. Deuce chuckled and petted the snakes head, he was glad that his snakes seemed to be in love with Cleo as much as he was. Because at the end of the day she was the ghoul he wanted to marry.

And marriage would be quite difficult if his snakes didn’t like Cleo, like how they seemed to hate Rochelle. Getting in bed next to her he wrapped his arms around her waist and moved some hair out of her face as he buried his own against the crook of her neck.

But as he felt himself slowly falling asleep, he took of his glasses and placed them on the nightstand. He blinked a couple of times before he rubbed his eyes in tiredness and laid back down and cuddled against Cleo.

He fell asleep with a content feeling in his chest. He was here with the ghoul he wanted to marry and nothing was more perfect.

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This is my first time writing about MH but I hope you enjoyed regardless!!

You can send me commissions for other MH characters or other fandoms pairings that you guys want and I’ll try write them as quickly as possible.

Anyway how do you guys feel about a Valentine x Draculaura fic. I watched ‘why do ghouls fall in love’ the other day and my lordy lord Val is just soooooo 🥵

[mal-urameshi]

Jealous Shuri or Riri

I gotchu covered.

Warnings: Angst, baby!!!! Let's goooo!!!

“You’re absolutely beautiful. When you smile at me, sometimes I feel like I’m about to pass out. Your intelligence is very admirable. There is nobody else like you and I hope you know that. Your kindness enhances your aura, Riri. Your selflessness knows no bounds and I can’t help but compare myself to you. How can I be great like her? I find myself asking. Because she’s perfect in every way possible. Sorry about the rambling. What I wrote in this envelope is more concise, but I had to tell you how I feel. I really like you, Riri. More than anybody else. Will you go out with me?”

Riri awkwardly stood in front of the boy as he laid his heart bare to her. She tried to maintain eye-contact with him throughout his confession out of respect, but she couldn’t help her facial expressions. Bast, hopefully they didn’t come across as rude.

Honestly, when he called her to a secluded part of the school after the last bell rang, where it would be just the two of them, she was half-expecting him to bribe her to do his homework or something since he mentioned he was having a hard time in passing. But a love confession was completely off her radar.

The boy, Sipho, had an optimistic countenance as he had a purple envelope in hand, sealed with a yellow heart-shaped sticker. Along with the envelope, he had a bouquet of Lily of the Nile, and a small gift basket that contained, from what Riri could see, chocolate and some cookies.

Bast. Riri felt like absolute shit about what she was about to do. Sipho was a nice boy. He wasn’t ugly or anything. He was well-mannered and funny. He just….wasn’t her type. 

“Sipho, look. I appreciate the thought you put into this. Because just looking at all of this,” She gestured to everything he was holding, “You put a lot of heart into it. You really did your thing.”

Riri screwed her eyes shut, feeling like complete and utter crap.

“But I like girls. So it won’t ever work out. I’m sorry.”

Sipho visibly deflated, “Only girls? Not both girls and guys?”

Riri silently shook her head, “Sorry, Sipho. You’re a really nice dude. You’d make a really good boyfriend for a really lucky girl. The girl just ain’t me.”

Sipho silently nodded, “I understand.” He walked up to Riri and handed her the gifts.

“Wait, no, no. I just rejected you. I can’t accept this stuff.”

Sipho shook his head, “No, I insist. They were intended for you anyway. So take it. I’m not angry or anything, don’t worry.” He gave a sullen smile.

Riri silently nodded her head, “Thanks. I’m sure the cookies are nice.”

“Yea. My Umama’s secret recipe. But I gotta go now. Take care, Riri.” Sipho said before he walked off.

Riri looked at the gift basket full of snacks; she could share these with Shuri! 

Riri kneeled down to place the stuff in her bag. The envelope caught her attention. Curious, she ripped it open, but before she could read its contents, her beads pinged. Riri dropped the card in her bag and zipped it up.

“Hey, Shuri!” She smiled and stood back up.

“Hi, Riri! Are you still coming over?”

“For sure! I just got caught up with something.”

“Okay, great! The meeting got canceled so you can come straight here.”

“Alright, no biggie. I’ll be at the Citadel in a bit.”

When Riri arrived, Shuri was already at the entrance waiting for her.

“Yo!” Riri greeted.

“Finally! We talked like…almost half an hour ago. What took you so long?” Shuri fell into step with Riri as she walked down the hall.

“I was enjoying the views. Talking to people here and there. Hugging trees. Just enjoying existence, you know?”

Shuri nodded, “Are you adopting the ways of the hippy now?”

“Uh, no. Never.” She laughed.

They both found themselves in Shuri’s room. Riri had immediately gone to the mini-fridge to get herself and Shuri something to drink. Riri flopped herself on a vacant beanbag while sipping on a juice pouch and Shuri hung over her bed, doing the same.

“I have this assignment that’s due for Miss Anagonye. I mean, I already started it and it’s almost done, but ugh, that lady is so picky. I had to change it up like 4 different times because she kept adding shit to the outline. I swear, why doesn’t the school make her retire?”

Shuri sucked on her pouch, “Maybe it is because she is such a legend, having made a lot of contributions to the modern…moderner? Advancements of Wakanda. Plus you know how elders are, always picky with everything.”

“That lady is a dinosaur regardless. She’s probably as old as your ancestor, Bashenga. She’s practically stardust.” Riri snickered.

“You’re so bad, Riri. Academia is her calling.”

“Nah, a grave is calling her.” Riri dodged a pillow that was hurled her way by Shuri.

“Anywaaaaay, what did you do today?”

Shuri sucked on her juice, “I was excited for most of the day because I had my presentations ready for the improvements to the design group. And T’Challa was giving me affirmations and encouragement that I am most definitely ready to take on full responsibility for research and technological advancements of Wakanda.”

Shuri blew a raspberry, “But it was pushed back because the elders wanted to have a council meeting again with my Father, Mother, and T’Challa to make sure that a child is ready to fill such big shoes.”

“Man, this is why old people are still teaching at the school, bruh. Those oldheads just dunno when to let go. I think it’s cuz they ain’t got no purpose in life after they retire. Like yo…you ain’t gotta worry bout making ends meet regardless. What’s the big deal? Us young people are super capable. But again, just cuz they old and have some wisdom they think they know everything.”

“You just have it out for the elders today, eh?” Shuri laughed.

“I’m telling you. I’m gonna do a dance for joy when Miss Anagonye retires.” She sipped from her juice.

“But don’t worry, Shuri. You’re gonna be head of the Design Group and anything else. T’Challa will sweet talk those salty codgers with that honeyed tongue of his. You’re smarter than anybody else they have lined up for the job. They’ll see straight. They have no choice.”

Shuri kicked her feet in the air with a grin, “Thanks Riri. I needed that. Anything else interesting happened at school today?”

Riri shook her head before she occupied herself with turning on Shuri’s gaming system and rifled through the available titles, “Oh right,” She mumbled absentmindedly as she scrolled, “I brought some snacks. It’s in my bag.”

Shuri rolled off the bed, walked over to Riri’s backpack and opened it. She spotted the gift basket full of snacks and took it out, but noticed a card fall open along with it.

Not being able to help herself when she picked it up, her eyes scanned the words.

Riri,

Your eyes remind me so much of the Earth,

Beautifully rich and full of life paired with a laugh that bubbles with mirth.

You move with such grace and elegance

Paired with a mind that harbors unmatched intelligence.

Your smile lights up a room with its brilliance

Coupled with a mindset that embodies resilience

Your heart is kind and pure and gentle

In your presence I can’t help but be sentimental. 

You make my heart skip more than one beat

These feelings I harbor- I cannot retreat. 

Whether returned in full or never at all

Just know that I love you

No matter the chances how small.

Love, Sipho.

Shuri’s grip on the card tightened as she read through the love confession. She looked at the gift basket that had a tag on it. She flipped it and say that it said ‘To: Riri. Love Sipho.’ This Sipho boy even dotted the ‘i’s’ with hearts.

She looked at the basket and then at the card and then over at Riri who was preoccupied with the game. Did Riri accept his confession? She clearly had to since she had his card and snacks. So this Sipho boy was now her boyfriend? Her eyes caught the bouquet of the Lily of the Nile as well.

Shuri ground her teeth and angrily zipped back up Riri’s bag and shoved it back in the corner.

“Yo, easy on the merchandise.” Riri called after Shuri, though her eyes never left the screen.

Shuri walked over to Riri and borderline threw the basket of snacks into her lap before flopping on the bed. Shuri knew she was behaving outrageous. Riri could have a boyfriend if she so pleased. But she thought she liked girls? Why the sudden switch now? Bast, this was annoying.

A boy?!

Riri paused the game and looked over at Shuri, “Yo, what’s your problem? You didn’t have to throw it at me like that.”

Shuri closed her eyes to roll them, “It’s nothing. Play your stupid game.”

Ugh! Shuri hated how she couldn’t rid herself of the irritation in her voice. Was she too slow to say something? But if she said something, it might ruin the friendship. Dammit!

“Nah, it’s definitely something with you being all pissy like that. Talk. You know I don’t play that shit. If you have something to say, say it.” Riri cracked her knuckle to stave off her irritation. Because what the fuck? One minute Shuri was cool and now she did a complete 180.

Shuri rolled over on the bed with her back to Riri, “I said it’s nothing.”

“I will get the fuck up out your place right now if you don’t tell me what’s up, Shuri. Cuz I’m feeling like shit right now. You always do this crap. I always have to pry you open like a damn clam for you to talk about certain shit. I’m getting tired of it.”

Shuri sat up on the bed and looked over at Riri, “I didn’t think we’d be keeping secrets from each other.”

“Secret? What the hell are you talking about?” Riri shook her head, was Shuri going off the deep end now?

“I ask you about your day and you fail to tell me you have a boyfriend now? You wanted me to find the snacks he gave you and everything as a present? That love confession of a poem? Flowers!” Shuri had to keep her tone in check because Bast, she would never forgive herself if her voice broke. 

“I thought you liked girls, anyway?” She mumbled as she cast her eyes downward.

Riri rubbed her head, “Oh my God. I won’t lie. I was tryna forget that happened, okay?”

Shuri didn’t bother with replying.

Riri walked over and joined Shuri on the bed while busting open the clear wrapping of the basket, “I ain’t got no boyfriend. Sipho had a crush on me. And he confessed earlier today. But I did in fact turn him down and let him know it’ll never happen cuz I’m for the girls.”

Shuri looked at the basket and then at Riri, “Then why did you keep his card where he professed his love to you?”

“You read that?” Riri side-eyed her.

“Yea. It fell out of the bag. Why did you keep it anyway if you rejected him? You don’t have to lie-”

“Lie?” Riri stood up, “What do you mean lie? I ain’t lyin’ bout shit. I just told you I rejected him!”

“Then why are you hoarding his love letters?” Shuri angrily pointed at the bag on the floor.

“Why are you going through my shit? I didn’t even read what he said in that letter.”

“You knew it was a confession! Obviously it had his feelings in it, genius!”

“Back the hell up, why are you so mad right now? And putting my sexuality into question? You wrong for that.” Riri paced and took a deep breath. She just wanted to chill from school. Not deal with this bullshit.

“Why didn’t you just throw it away with his other presents if you like girls so much? If you don’t like him, why keep it? It seems you’re confused.” Shuri hated how irrational she was being. But the thought of Riri even entertaining someone else…

“Con- I’m not a heartless bitch, Shuri! The guy wanted me to have the snacks and letter so I just took it out of kindness. I said I woulda shared the snacks with you! Like I’m trying to do right now, but you’re being a fricken jerk!” Riri kicked the rug in front of Shuri’s bed in irritation before kicking it back to its rightful place.

Shuri rubbed the bridge of her nose and bit the inside of her lip. She glared at the gift basket of snacks with displeasure. She didn’t want to eat any of those snacks made from ‘Sipho’s love for Riri. She didn’t even want that on her bed. 

“Man, screw this. Talk to me when you get over yourself. I’m going home.” Riri picked up the gift basket and her bag and left the room.

“Bast.” Shuri rubbed a hand over her face and through her braids, “I messed up.”

Shuri found herself in her mother’s chambers, relating what happened.

“And she had the audacity to want to share his cookies with me. I don’t want to eat treats from someone who wants Riri for himself.” Shuri huffed and groaned as she rambled.

Ramonda looked on as her daughter worked herself up, “Shuri, come.” She pat the seat next to her.

Shuri came over and heavily sat down next to her mother.

“Have you stopped to think that you are confusing Riri?” She asked gently.

“Confusing her? How?”

Ramonda took a breath “Well, Shuri, Riri does not know that you like her. So your outburst came to her as a surprise. And she is rightfully confused. And angry.”

Shuri clasped her hands together. That was correct.

“And you questioning her sexuality was also very, very wrong, my child.”

Shuri winced, she knew it was a low blow to do that. “I was just so angry at the thought of her having a boyfriend. I’d definitely be a better match for her.”

Ramonda smiled, "Then why don’t you tell her your feelings?”

Shuri swiftly shook her head, “No, Mother. It would ruin the friendship if the feelings aren’t reciprocated. You know this.”

Ramonda nodded, “Yes, I know this. But would it be any more ruined than it might be now? You said some very hurtful things to your supposedly good friend. To the girl you….love?”

Shuri bounced her legs anxiously.

“And should a boy not confess his feelings next time, but a girl who she so happens to like back. What then? Will you lash out at her for being with the first girl that asked her out?”

Shuri hung her head in her turmoil.

Riri sobbed into Okoye’s neck, “And..and she- she said I must be confused. I tried so hard not to cry right there, Mama.” 

Okoye rubbed Riri’s back and supplied her with kisses to help placate her daughter.

Clearly this was Shuri lashing out because of her untold feeling for Riri, but Okoye didn’t voice it. Riri should figure it out eventually. She just continued rubbing soothing circles on Riri’s back.

“Shuri will come to her senses, Riri. Don’t worry.”

“She pissed me off so bad, Mama. I literally felt physically sick when I left. She didn’t even stop me or anything.”

Okoye hugged Riri tighter, “I know it hurts, my love. But you both always make up, right? That’s the great thing about your relationship with her. You can never stay cross for long.”

Riri sniffled and rubbed her forehead, feeling a headache coming on, “I’m gonna go sleep, Mama.”

Okoye gave Riri another kiss, “All right, my Pebble. Rest well.”

Riri walked to her room and slipped under her sheets, falling asleep almost immediately.

Later that evening, Riri saw that she had a few missed calls on her beads from Shuri. She didn’t even return the calls, deciding to deal with that later.

Riri walked outside and smelled dinner. She walked into the kitchen to see if her mother needed any help but paused when she saw Shuri there, plating out the food with her mother.

“What are you doing here?” Riri eyed her wearily.

Shuri set down a plate, “I came to talk to you.”

“Ma, you let her in?”

Okoye gave Riri a look, “Since when have I ever turned her way, child? Come sit and eat.”

Riri sat at the table, opposite Shuri. She decided to stay out of the conversation unless her mother prompted her. And she made sure to avoid eye contact every time Shuri tried to catch her gaze.

Once dinner was over, Shuri offered Okoye to help wash up.

Riri used this time to escape to her room. 

Around twenty minutes later, a knock came to her door.

“Come in.” By the power of Bast, maybe it was just her mother and Shuri went home already.

The door slowly opened to reveal Shuri.

“Hey, Riri.”

Riri gazed at the ceiling, “Yo.”

Shuri closed the door and walked further into the room with her hands behind her back, “I came to apologize about my behavior this afternoon.”

Riri just glanced over at Shuri.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry for making you feel so bad. I am sorry for acting so irrational. I’m sorry for those hurtful things I said.”

Shuri wanted to sit down, but she didn’t want to push the envelope too much.

“Why did you say them in the first place, Shuri? Do you just like making me feel like crap from time to time?” Riri kept her eyes upward to prevent any more tears from falling.

“No, don’t say that. I don’t like making you feel that way.”

“Then why do I feel that way, Shuri?” 

Shuri took a hand from behind her back and rubbed it down her face. Should she say it? But what if it ruins them beyond repair? Should she take the risk?

“You’re spacing out on me.”

Shuri looked over at Riri, “Making you hurt is never my intention. I care about you too much for that. I..I..The reason I behaved in such a manner earlier...”

Riri sat up on her elbows, “Yea?”

Shuri took a staggering breath, “I behaved like that because…”

Riri held her breath as her heart hammered in her chest.

“I care about you so much. We’ve been friends for so long and we were two peas in a pod. We are two peas in a pod. I was just…scared. I acted irrationally thinking that you getting a boyfriend…any relationship in general would cause us to drift apart. And you’d forget about me. So I lashed out.”

Shit.

Riri looked at Shuri. Really looked at her before she cracked a smile.

Fuck.

“You know that’d never happen. Nobody could ever replace you.”

She copped out.

Shuri smiled back before pulling out a gift bag from behind her back, “I brought these snacks as a peace offering. I even put some Oreos in there too.”

Riri sat up straighter on the bed and clapped excitedly, “Yes!” She grabbed up the bag and rummaged through it with feral vigor.

Ha. It feels good knowing Sipho could never make her excited like this at least.

“Thanks, Shuri.”

Shuri just smiled.

‘’Get over here!’’ Riri gestured for Shuri to come sit on the bed, which she did.

She enveloped Shuri in a hug, to which she excitedly hugged back.

“I forgive you. Thanks for apologizing.”

“You shouldn’t thank me. It was the proper thing to do.” She rested her chin on Riri’s shoulder.

Riri hugged Shuri tighter as she stared at an imaginary spot on the wall.

Shame on her for assuming Shuri was going to confess. She definitely didn’t like her like that.

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[dangerous-disposition]

hi hello can i be greedy nd request ALL of the wips??? 😌😌😌 (ALSO- somno?? ur killing me 😩🥵)

Thank you SO MUCH for your request, and also to @matchingbatbites, @starryeyedjanai, @spicysix, @eriquin, @theheadlessphilosopher, @stobinesque, @patchworkgargoyle, and @sidekick-hero for requesting this as well! Y'all get 27-ish sentences!

This obviously deals in some, uh, somnophilia so.... reader be aware. It is fully negotiated off-screen.

Here are the links to all of my other WIP Wedneseekend Snippets!

"breakfast" [ completed fic ]

nile

notes that broke bee

notes that broke sandy

Anyway!

It was well after midnight when Steve woke up desperately needing to use the bathroom. He had used it before bed, obviously, but after the extremely active evening with Eddie beforehand, Steve had also downed an entire bottle of water before he fell asleep.

Slipping out of Eddie’s grasp was the most difficult part of such an endeavour, and not even because Steve had to be careful or anything; the man was an octopus and just kept trying to wrap himself around Steve as he pulled away. Eddie slept very deeply, especially after sex, especially sex that involved Eddie coming until he was nearly passing out, so manhandling him was not a problem at all.

Steve took his time while he was up, standing in his kitchen and looking out the window while he finished a small glass of water after being up and moving for a bit. It was always kind of nice being up when it was quiet like that, when everything was still and the rest of the world seemed to be sleeping.

Returning to the bedroom, Steve froze in the doorway with a soft gasp as the light from the hallway shone into the room.

On the bed, Eddie was mostly on his stomach and hugging a pillow now that Steve wasn’t within grabbing reach. His left leg laying straight while his right was bent and hitched up over the other end of the pillow he was clinging to. Eddie had kicked the blankets away, so the full expanse of his tattooed back, arms and legs were on display for Steve to gaze upon appreciatively. Even the wild mane of curls Steve loved so much was still mostly tamed in the braid Steve had put it in after their bath before bed, allowing Steve to see his sweet face.

Steve was fairly positive he would never get used to seeing Eddie in his bed, even if the man was in it more nights than not out of the week. He knew for a fact that he would forever be grateful to whatever force in the universe made it possible for Eddie Munson to exist and happily roll in the sheets with Steve, that was for sure.

Hurrying across the room to rejoin Eddie, Steve froze all over again when his eyes landed on Eddie’s hole, visible as it was with the way he was laying. It was shiny with lube and puffy from their romp earlier. Steve had bred that hole repeatedly, and while he cleaned Eddie up quite thoroughly afterward, there was only so much Steve could actually manage to get back out of him.

But seeing that hole, puffy and loose and wet like it was, had Steve’s appreciation turning into hunger and he decided it was time to try out one of their shared fantasies.

“One of these days, I wanna try getting you off without waking you up.” “Holy shit, yes please. Can you maybe… try breeding me, too?” “While you’re still asleep?” “Y-yeah.” “Fuck, baby, of course I can.”

He was quick with grabbing the cock he wanted to use, slipping on the harness and tightening it as he prepared a couple syringes. Steve wasn’t sure how far he would actually manage to get, but who knows?

With the lube and loaded syringes in hand, Steve returned to the bed and considered how he wanted to do this. Eddie was in the perfect position for Steve to just slick the cock and slide right in, but if Eddie woke up he would be face-down and not looking at Steve. That was the furthest thing from a problem for Eddie, who was very loud and enthusiastic about how he felt regarding being used while he was asleep.

[pudding-parade]

OK, so this isn't Sims-related, but I thought I'd show some pics from Planet Zoo, which I'm really enjoying. I'm still learning the game and learning how to build nice habitats, but I'm enjoying the process. I'll put it behind a cut so as not to take up your dash space if you're uninterested. :)

These are pics from my first "real" zoo. (As opposed to ones I started just to figure things out that didn't turn out so well. LOL) It's a franchise-mode zoo. For those who don't play the game, franchise mode is where you start with a small amount of money to get your zoo started and you have to build it up and have it make money so you can expand it and buy the more popular animals that will bring in more guests, which earns you more money, etc. You also have to have your staff do research to unlock more building items as well as to learn things to improve your animals' habitats and all that. And, of course, you have to build all the habitats and guest and staff buildings. So, they are constant works-in-progress. This is opposed to sandbox mode where, depending on the settings you choose, you can build your zoo with unlimited cash to buy whatever animals you want and with no research required so you can build your buildings and habitats with anything from the start and spend as much money as you want, etc.

Anyway, for my first franchise zoo, I chose to make a small, all-reptile zoo (plus some amphibians and arthropod exhibit animals) in a tropical biome. Why? Because I like reptiles, and it's hella easier to keep them outdoors in tropical environments. LOL

So here's its "entry gate" and a food-and-drink stall, the latter of which partly extends into one of the habitats:

Here's my little Galapagos Tortoise family, parents and their three babies:

(The babies are so cute, and the adult female is gravid again! *squeal*) This is the exhibit that's on the other side of the food and drinks. These were the second animal I added to this zoo.

Here are (some of) the Nile Monitors and a wider view of their habitat:

The Nile monitors were the first animals I had in the zoo because they're cheap to buy and cheap to feed. LOL I started with a male and two females. (The male is in the middle of the first pic.) The game says they're difficult to breed, but both my females ended up gravid pretty much right away, and they had a total of 16 babies! Yikes! So now their habitat is slightly overcrowded. LOL But, I can trade away or release to the wild most of the babies once they're old enough.

And then there are my gharials, which are my favorite crocodilians, so I'm glad they're included in the game. :) Lookit this big boy:

OK, so maybe he doesn't look so big in the pic, but here he is in comparison with a female:

The female isn't that small herself. I think she's 7ft/2m long while the male is, obviously twice that. That's how it is with gharials.

And here's big boy checking out the guests:

Not to worry, though. Though they are very large, gharials are exclusively fish-and-amphibian eaters, not large-mammal-eaters. That's what their long, skinny, and rather weak (as crocodilians go) jaws are adapted for. They're also the only crocodilians that are social, in the sense that a male will have a harem of females, and he will defend them and the babies from threats.

ANYWAY! I started with a male and two females, and I made a very large (and mostly water, since they are primarily aquatic, not land, animals) habitat so they could go wild with the babies. And they have. Both females had a clutch, so now I have nine babies, too. So CUUUUUUUTE! <3 Apparently, I haven't taken any baby pics, though. Need to fix that... But here's a bird's-eye view (including the game UI, oops!) of the gharial habitat as it stands now:

It's still not done, but it's getting there. I'm having fun doing underwater decorating. :)

I also recently added Komodo dragons to this zoo, but I'm still working on building a basic habitat for them, so I haven't moved them into it yet. I tend to build a basic habitat, then let money accumulate a bit, then work on more fully "dressing up" each habitat. After the dragons, I think I will add American alligators. Hopefully I'll have the credits to get an albino one (since people are usually selling those for conservation credits rather than money on the market) because that will be cool to see/watch. I also need to do some more general decoration of the non-habitat parts of the zoo, because it's pretty plain. LOL I have the money banked up. I just need playing time to do it. And a plan. A plan would be good. LOL

Of course, I also recently started a sandbox zoo so that I could build freely and not have to worry about things like research or power and water filtration and other things, sooooooo.... LOL

Anyway yeah, really like this game. I like the management aspects, I like just sitting and watching the animals in their habitats, and I especially like the building in it, both of animal habitats as well as other things. I've been watching some YouTube videos made by far more experienced players than me, so I'm itching to try out some Techniques(TM). LOL

[strawberry-sticky-autism]

Glasses Buds

Niles: Axol? Where are you? Come oooon! Axol: I'm coming… (walks in, wearing a thick pair of glasses that fit awkwardly on his face) (Everyone gasps) Axol: Yeah, okay, everyone just stare at me. Meggy: Axol? You wear glasses?! Axol: No, I wear contacts, which I am out of. So I have to put these on, and now I look like Whimpu! Desti: (starts laughing so hard she falls out of her chair) Niles: Melony, did you know this? Melony: Yeah. Fred: Why do you need glasses anyway? Axol: I-I have bad eyesight! I can't help it! If I don't have some sort of eye equipment… thingy, I can't see a goddamn thing! SMG1+2: (burst in) S-Sorry we're late! Spudnick: (bursts in and goes flying down the hallway) Wheeeeee! SMG2: You see there was this really big- (notices Axol) Oh heeeeeeey, you wear glasses too! Axol: Eh? You too? SMG2: Hehehe, nooo, (gestures at his scarred eye) it's not like any eye glasses could fix the damage on this baby. But One does! SMG1: (fiddling with a pair of square-framed glasses in his hands) …I am near-sighted. I can go without help normally, but I need glasses to read or drive. SMG3: I thought you just wore those to look smart! Meggy: See Axol, you're not alone! Axol: Ehehe, thanks guys…

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Little time lurker here, first time communicator lol.

I just wanna say your art is amazing and the plot for your AUs is super well thought out and so cool! My personal favourite is Military School AU closely followed by Tounges & Teeth.

I've not seen all of your AUs (e.g. Demon Baby) but I look forward to taking a look at them, I'm sure they're great.

On the topic of Military School AU; I can't remember if all the names of the 5 schools are cemented in, (haha terrible memory 💀) if they are then ignore this part lol.

Continuing, I had an idea for the name of the gorgon school:

Asp Delta

Asp literally meaning snake in Egyptian and the word delta being used because of 2 reasons:

A) The Egyptian goddess of snakes, Wadjet, is called "The Green One" which either represents the fact she's green (if I can remember correctly) or the Nile Delta

B) Delta is sometimes used as a code-name for military groups in America, and maybe other militaries idk (I think, I'm not American so I can't confirm. So sorry if I'm wrong lol) so that could work. I know the gorgon school isn't a military school (unless?) but if it was that could be some extra details!

You obviously don't have to use this name for the school or if the name's already cemented in lol, just an idea.

Anyways, once again your blog, art, AUs and you yourself seem cool af.

If I come back to talk more or if you want a way to refer to me you can call me Aspen (cause it's a epic name) or Myth Anon cause myths are cool!

Super sorry this (kinda) ask is really long!

– Aspen/Myth Anon :D

Accepted, cemented, officialized

Gorgon school is now now known as asp delta!! Thanks bud because the name I gave is absolute ass

Yall so knowledgeable about things I would've never at all know about like damn, that's really cool

Thanks for liking my aus and shenanigans mate! They're usually thought out because I got yall helping me with questions :^) so big honor as always to recieve all sort of asks, it's really neat

[alittlebitofeverythingsworld]

Chapter 2 started

Let me know what you guys think so far

Any and all comments are welcome! Please note this isn't done this is just what I have so far

Kitty closed the curtain around Red’s bed for privacy. Red then said “These dumbasses have the nerve to put me and another guy in the same room” Kitty said’s “Red the hospital is full and they have no room to put patients in separate rooms”. She then said's “him and his wife seem really nice you should give it a try”. Red deep down knowing Kitty was right about the whole thing said “ well I still don’t like it and I still don’t like this dumbass gown that they made me put on”. Kitty chuckled and gave Red a kiss on the forehead.

She then grabbed a chair close by and sat down next to him and took his hand in hers. She begins to say with a tear “Red you scared me back there I was so afraid of losing you”. He looked at her “Kitty, I promise you I’m not going anywhere with a smile and said “come here for a moment and lay with me the bed has enough room for the both of us”. She got up from the chair went over to Red’s bed and laid beside him and closed her eyes for a moment. This was where they were meant to be even if it was in a hospital room shared with another man and his wife currently. Red and Kitty did not care in that moment.

Meanwhile in the bed next to Red’s and the curtain closed because C.C wanted the privacy with Niles. C.C wanted to be close to Niles so she brought over a chair to sit down. C.C sat down next to Niles. C.C was also pregnant with Niles and hers baby so her hormones were all over the place. So when a tear or two started to run down her face she quickly wiped them although Niles was looking right at her and saw.

She said “ Damn hormones and pregnancy making me weak”. Niles smiled and said “C.C you are not weak, you are one of the bravest but strongest woman I know”. C.C couldn’t help but smile at his comment. Married life had definitely brought out a softer side to them although they would occasionally make a few insults once in a while though today was not the day. He then also said “C.C and its okay to show those feelings this was a scary event and I know that you love and care about me to having a fear of loosing me”. She then said “Niles this was scary and I think this time it scared me more knowing I could lose the one I loved” She continued to say that “When you had your first heart attack I was so worried and scared and i also missed you and if you tell anyone about this you’ll be sleeping alone when we get back home”. He laughed at that comment and said “C.C I would never tell anyone anything that was personal to you, you should know that by now”. C.C smiled and then Niles said C.C darling come here and lay with me for a moment. So she moved the chair and they laid together for what seemed like forever. Then before they drifted off to a nap they both said I love you.

Meanwhile on Red’s side of the room Red’s room phone had began to run and it was Eric their son who had called to make sure that Red was okay and then he had asked when they were going to release Red. Red said “son I have no idea when these dumbasses are going to let me go”. Kitty then takes the phone and talks to Eric. Eric then tells her he’s coming down to the hospital to visit and is going to bring Leia with. Leia has a doctors appointment anyways so I’ll swing by dad’s room when we are done so you can all see and hold her for a bit. Kitty is excited and also lets Eric know that Red has to share a room with another patient and his wife is here with them visiting. Eric said’s that’s fine by me and I will see you all soon. Kitty is now excited and kisses Red’s forehead finally she thinks I am going to see and hold that granddaughter of ours.

Eric then gets Leia all ready to head out to go to the hospital. Kitty stays with Red in excitement to see her granddaughter. Red smiles at that the thought that Kitty is so happy but thinks to himself “Eric better not be bringing anymore of his dumbass friends right now”. 

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[yubel198]

Zero’s birthday gift

((considering that Micheal Kovach’s birthday is on the 17th of June, I figured I’d make a gift in the form of Zero getting a gift from Niles.))

Niles: *has a gift already ready for Zero* okay, not to give this to my blueberry~

Yellow: hey Niles!

Niles: *jumps a bit* Jesus Yellow don’t scare me like that.

Yellow: heh, sorry... but anyway, you a gift for your man?

Niles: oh yeah! I know he’s gonna love it! *smiles proudly*

Yellow: oh.

Niles: *notices* ... Woman what did you have planned?

Yellow: oh nothing~ *smirking at the thought*

Niles: if it’s me dressing in a suggestive outfit woman....

*On Zero’s birthday*

Zero: *super excited*

Axol: *chuckles* excited bud?

Zero: Of course!! I can’t wait to see what Niles got me too!

Mario: boooooriiiiiing.

Zero: *smirks at Mario* Among Us.

Mario: REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Fred: *laughs*

Axol: anyway, what do you hope Niles gets you?

Zero: if I know him, it’s gonna be a super cute outfit.

Yellow: SMG0~! I got you something~

Zero: hm? Where is it?

Yellow: follow me.

Mario: Twenty bucks it’s Niles in a bunny costume.

Fred: that’ll be you if you don’t shut up.

Axol: !!! there’s an image I didn’t need in my head.

Zero: me neither....

*they hear Cree laughing*

*Yellow, Zero, Fred, Mario and Axol start running*

Cree: *laughing*

Niles: *dressed as Angel Dust, is not amused* at least I look good in this...

Garcello: *walks by, sees* !! ... Yellow?

Niles: yup.

Garcello: *Looks at Cree laughing* ... *smirks* y’know, Yellow could put you in far worse.

Cree: *stops* oh yeah? like what?

Niles: playboy bunny costume.

Cree: !!!! *thinking for a sec* .... wonder how Tari would look in one.

*the others see and hear that*

Mario: SIIIIIIMP!

Cree: *tackles Mario YOU SON OF A BITCH!

*the two fight*

Axol: *looks at Yellow* you love seeing them suffer don’t you?

Yellow: *grins*

Zero: *roles with it, smirks* so what can you do my effeminate fellow~?

Niles: *smirks, as Angel Dust* I can suck your dick~

Fred: *wheezes*

Niles: and before I forget, *gives Zero his gift* happy birthday baby~

Zero: *opens the gift, sees what’s inside*

*Zero runs off, comes back with the gift on*

*he’s dressed as N from Murder Drones*

Zero: how do I look?

Niles: very dapper~

Zero: *squees* dapper buddies!

*Niles and Zero hug*

Zero: thanks for the gift Kitten, I love you~

Niles: love you too Blueberry, happy birthday~

*the two kiss*

Fred: awww

Yellow: cute

Axol: I agree

Garcello: oh yeah

Mario: GAAAAAAAAAY!

Cree; *as Joe Swanson* SHUT UP!

Mario: okay...

((Happy early birthday to Micheal Kovach! you mad lad!))

[robynmizore]

Redemption April Fool’s Special Chapter:

The REAL Story of Conquest

Omg hai ^___^ I’m Robyn and I absolutely luuuv @@ games <3 and my fav is Fire Emblem!!! Okies so anyways, im going to tell you about the BEST day of my life when I met my hot husband Takumi!! <333333333 OMFGZ HE WAS SOOOOO FREAKIN KAWAII IN PERSON!!! Supa kawaii desu!!!!!!!! ^______________________________^ When I walked into Hoshido ==I looked up and saw…TAKUMI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333!!!! “ KONNICHIWA OMGZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ SUPA SUPA SUPA KAWAII KUJO-SAMA!!!!!” I yelled n___n then he turned chibi then un-chibi!! he looked at me [O.O;;;;;;;;;;;] and then he saw how hot I am ** he grabbed my hand and winked ~_ then pulled me behind a pocky shop o.o and started to kiss me!!!!!! [OMG!!! HIS TONGUE TASTED LIKE PINEAPPLE!!! RLY!! . <.< .< (O) (O) (O)] then I saw some baka fat bitch watching us and I could tell she was undressing him with her eyes!!!!!!! [ -________- ;;;;; OMG I COULDN’T BELIEVE IT EITHER!!! (ò_ó) (ò_ó) (ò_ó)] so I yelled “UH UH BAKA NEKO THAT’S MY MAN WHY DON’T YOU GO HOOK UP WITH RYOMA CAUSE TAKUMI-SAMA LOVES ME!!! (ò_ó)” then Takumi held me close == and said he would only ever love me and kissed me again!!!!!!! ** (O)/ then we went to his castle and banged all night long and made 42 babies and they all became BEAUTIFUL PINEAPPLES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Nyaaaaa!!! (^<) ^_____________;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;

“W-what the hell?!” Niles spluttered after reading that horrid abomination, throwing it across the room.

“Robyn, you said you were going to write a crack fic chapter today!” everyone’s favorite family friendly 😉 comedic relief seethed.

The authoress, lovingly named after the Goddess of Fate herself, threw her hands up in the air.

“I did!” she protested.

“That is NOT what they meant! This is abuse of the senses!” Niles yelled.

“Well I’m sorry, I thought it was hilarious!” The authoress crossed her arms over her chest. “What do you want then?”

The thief pondered this for a moment, then a wicked smirk crept on his features.

“Say.. do you remember why you wrote this tale in the first place?”

She nodded.

“Good good..”

Niles circled the room slowly, and he could feel the gears in his head turning.

“Why don’t you give it.. a better ending. Maybe something just a little more.. chaotic?”

The pair traded mischievous smirks. After all.. this whole novel was inspired by a particular wall scene. This was going to be very fun.

Warning.. profanity and EXTREME cringe

“OMG CORRIN!”

Nohr and Hoshido (except Takumi, the only reasonable one) squealed obnoxiously.

They all met up in a field because Nohr is full of assholes and decided the Hoshidan royalty did not deserve to grieve their dead mother, and needed to be thrown into a brutal war immediately after. Did they actually do anything to deserve it? Nope, but Daddy Garon hates peace and decided everyone needed to die for an even bigger Daddy Anankos.

“OMG CORRIN!!” Camilla squealed, waving her mommy milkers in everyone’s face.

“OMG CORRIN! Hurry up and ditch your blood family already!” Leo said with an eye roll. “I know dad tried to make you kill two innocent people from Hoshido, but like, he’s not that bad!”

“No, come with us!” Ryoma called. “We don’t abuse you!”

“Aw, we only locked them in a tower for years and years!” Elise protested.

“HMMMMMMMMMMMM…..”

Corrin thought deeply and logically about this.

“I choose… NOHR!”

“What, why?!” the Hoshidan siblings yelled.

“Oh, I wanna know why dad tried to kill me. So I’ve decided I’m walking back into a castle full of Nohrians to ask him. Also, I like my Nohrian siblings. Anyways, see ya!”

(Later in the Nohrian castle)

“Dad, did you try to kill me?” Corrin asked.

“No.” Garon deadpanned, clearly annoyed that Corrin returned alive.

“Ok, I believe you!”

“Whatever. Anyways, I need you to go to this super dangerous forest where you could easily die to prove I can trust you. Alone. Also if anyone tries to help you I’ll kill them.”

“Yep that’s totally not a red flag or anything!” Corrin replied.

Corrin’s next adventures consisted of similar stupidity- I mean missions, until that fateful day on Port Dia.

“WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!” Takumi shouted when he confronted the Nohrian army, only to see Corrin complaining about having to fight their Hoshidan siblings.

“Ugh..” the prince groaned, facepalming as he let out a slow breath to collect himself, then shouted

“WHEN WILL YOU REALIZE THAT YOUR ACTIONS… HAVE…CONSEQUENCES?!?!?!”

“They do?” Corrin asked, frowning. “But I have plot armor!”

“Oh that’s it.. I’m taking away your water privileges on turn ten!” Takumi seethed.

After a furious battle, Corrin, who is now magically a master tactician despite growing up locked in a tower, managed to take out the pineapple haired, bow wielding menace.

“Hahaha loser, get out!” Corrin said smugly. “If you do, we won’t kill you. Probably.”

“Gee thanks, you’ve all really proven yourselves trustworthy, especially after killing BOTH MY PARENTS UNDER THE GUISE OF PEACE!” Takumi snapped. “And our civilians!”

“How rude. Mommy should beat some manners into you!” Camilla gasped, her mommy milkers flopping everywhere because ✨ fanservice ✨

“Nah let him be mad. He’s justified. Still gonna make him suffer unnecessarily tho.” Corrin replied.

“If it weren’t for you, Mother and our civilians would be alive!” Takumi shouted, causing Corrin to glitch out.

“T-too m-m-much l-logic!!!”

Then Takumi was seized with a horrible headache and retreated, swearing vengeance for his mother’s murder.

“Wow he has issues!” Camilla mommy milkers exclaimed.

That night, Corrin scribbled into their diary instead of responsibly planning the next battle.

“Dear diary.” Corrin bitched.

“Takumi hates me for literally no reason. Wtf even is his problem?!

-Super Triggered.”

“OMG CORRIN! Have you planned for the next battle?” Jakob asked.

“SHUT UP JAKOB, I HAVE PLOT ARMOR!!” Corrin screeched.

Later, Elise fell violently ill and Ryoma refused to let them get medicine, and Corrin yelled at them that they were a jerk despite killing Hoshido’s queen, civilians, and terrorizing their kingdom (also Nohr kinda did the same thing in Birthright to Takumi soooo.. payback?) so they were forced to break a bunch of poisonous pots with only one healer. Then they encountered Takumi again while trying to quell a totally reasonable and expected uprising.

“Wow, dad’s kinda mean. I should just ignore it though.” Corrin remarked.

Hans decided to come and “help” after giving a totally fake apology in which Corrin was immediately like

“Ok, I believe you!”

“Yo.” Takumi said, shooting Corrin with an arrow.

“OH MY GODS THERE’S A PERSON HERE?!” Corrin screeched.

“I’VE BEEN HERE THE WHOLE TIME, MORON!” Takumi fired back. “I’m literally standing in the dark with a glowing bow!”

“You could have killed me!” Corrin whined, making Takumi face-palm.

“That was the point!”

Then Scarlet showed up.

“Wow, traitor.” Camilla mommy milkers whined.

“Corrin literally did the same thing.” Takumi deadpanned.

“OMG CORRIN!! LEAVE THEM ALONE THEY’RE PERFECT!” Elise simped.

“QUIET NOHRIAN SCUM!” Takumi snapped, firing.

“Wow ok hater. If you’d just have a reasonable discussion, my totally fair ruler of a dad would end this peacefully even though we keep launching unprovoked attacks on you.” Corrin said.

“If I kill all Nohrians, maybe this head pain will go away.” Takumi muttered, and everyone conveniently ignored Takumi’s obvious mental struggles.

Once again, Nohr won. Azura ignored Takumi’s clear signs of possession, Hans went on a killing spree, Corrin weakly protested in which Hans replied

“Nope. Daddy Garon said so.”

“Where’s the justice?!” Corrin gasped stupidly.

“Meh. Idk.” Camilla mommy milkers replied. “But Daddy Garon will kill me if I disobey so just ignore all red flags.”

“Ok, I believe you!” Corrin said.

Later, there was an assassination attempt on Daddy Garon by this songstress who looked and sounded exactly like Azura but totally wasn’t for some reason. After that Azura conveniently showed Corrin a magical crystal that showed them that Daddy Garon was GASP a slime monster!!!

Hm.. should I tell my siblings? Corrin pondered, then started glitching out.

“T-too m-m-much l-logic!”

Nah, let’s just destroy Hoshido and disregard everyone’s feelings. Especially Takumi. Screw that guy.

Corrin’s next “adventures” involved killing some guys for his boots (in the name of peace ofc), almost getting blown up by ninjas while also escorting Saizo through his suicide attacks for one measly speedwing. Corrin also had to take a good look for like an hour or so before using a dragon vein lest their army be cut off.

Then they saved the Hoshidan royals, everyone went OMG CORRIN!! (Except Takumi, who was so reasonably salty by this bs, he threw himself across the table when Hinoka asked him to pass the salt) Elise bullied Sakura, Corrin became a furry killer, Xander got beat up by some wind and a pack of Bolt Naginata using Falcon Knights. Oh, also Lilith died at some point and we’re all supposed to care for some reason.

Then Corrin beat up a small child (aka Sakura) in the name of peace, tied her up, and had her watch a bunch of defenseless soldiers get brutally murdered right before her eyes right after promising peace because Daddy Garon said so. And then at last came the fateful day that inspired this whole tale in the first place. Oh how differently it was going to end today. Because a devilish one-eyed thief paid our favorite second prince of Hoshido a nice visit and left him a nice little present…

“Ow, what the hell are these hard objects?!” Corrin yelped, ripping one out of their bare foot.

They were at the Great Wall of Suzanoh, aka Takumi’s wall of doom. Filled with the frustrated screams of Fire Emblem players alike. And at the very top of the wall stood Takumi in all his silver pineapple-haired glory, Fujin Yumi in hand.

“Your invasion of Hoshido ends now, Corrin!” Takumi yelled. “Everywhere in Hoshido is covered in LEGO. I hope you feel the excruciating pain we felt when you chose Nohr-“

“SCREW THIS! I’M PLAYING BIRTHRIGHT!!” Corrin yelled.

“You’re.. what?” Takumi asked in confusion, then Corrin performed an Emmeryn off the wall.

“…..”

Takumi watched Corrin fall with a neutral look on his face.

“Oh look..”

His expression abruptly shifted.

“..The trash took itself out. ..Wait.”

Then he saw Iago The Douche Bird Mage cackling with delight and fired an arrow, knocking him off the wall too.

“There.” Takumi said, his expression back to normal.

Meanwhile, Hinata was paging curiously through a book a certain daydreamer dropped during the fight.

“..Hey Lord Takumi? Some Nohrian weirdo wrote a romantic story about you and…. Prince Leo?! They called it.. Leokumi?”

“Oh, is that so?” Prince Takumi replied calmly, his hazel gaze shifting to Leo, who was calling Forrest a disgrace and calmly fired another arrow, knocking Leo off the wall too.

“Perfect.”

Then Takumi went to defeat Nohr, married the beautiful Goddess of Fate (named Robyn) then went to live happily ever after.

Niles: Meanwhile in someone else’s Fire Emblem Fates play through~

Happy April Fool’s Day lmao. Real chapter of Redemption will be out Sunday xD

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I just read your quiet place au World of Silence and it was SO GOOD but in the notes at the end you said you had a whole idea for an Owain chapter that was darker than the previous two chapters and I am so so curious about it, I understand if you're planning on writing it separately if you don't want to share any details here but I thought I'd give it a shot asking anyway (i love when Leo and Niles are the ones to comfort Odin since he seems like he usually keeps his anxieties and traumas fairly hidden, even compared to the other awakening kids, but they're still there!)

(World of Silence fic) Firstly, I'm so glad you enjoyed this fic! My horror stuff isn't as popular as my romance fics, but I am a horror lover at heart so I'm always glad when one of my spookier fics gets a comment! Thanks for reading!

As for the unwritten Owain chapter, I did not have plans to write it out since the number of people who (a) like FE: Awakening, (b) are willing to read more explicit horror, and (c) will read my fic specifically isn't a huge number, hence why a lot of the horror I write is more like? Mainstream horror movie palatable, I guess is how it would be described? Which I also like! But I thought this concept would be just a little too far, so I didn't write it.

BUT it does play in my head on loop all the time and you asked, so I will share the idea concept below the cut! :)

(animal death tw) (gore tw) (zombies tw) (implied child death tw) (spoilers in tags if needed) (less of the comfort part and more a description of the memory/nightmare, sorry)

Selena's nightmare/memory takes place when she's a teenager, but Laslow's's takes place when he's maybe like? 10 or something? And I imagine Odin's memory takes place when he's also 10 or perhaps even younger than that. 8, maybe. (But an 8 year old who has grown up in a zombie apocalypse, so. Take that as you will.)

I also default to Lon'qu!Owain, which I mention because Lon'qu would have taken Lissa to live up in Regna Ferox with him as Basilio's champion. Which means being up in the cold and the snow. Which, on one hand, is a good thing because the cold probably slows the stiff Risen bodies. On the other hand, the crunch of snow underfoot makes noise.

Since it would be a dream memory, I wouldn't go into much detail how, but it would be a memory of Owain running in the snow (perhaps during a snow storm) while holding baby/toddler Morgan, who is crying. Which is understandable because! Scary! Cold! But also, need to be quiet! The crying is directly calling more Risen after them.

Owain would be panicking about what to do, not sure where they are, needs Morgan to be quiet, etc. He has a dagger and nothing else. He is also 8, so there are few options. They run across a lone (possibly young or injured) deer that is also lost in the snowstorm, and it is freezing as well. Slow to move. Could be easily taken out if it makes noise.

Like the way a baby can be easily quieted if it makes noise too.

There are monster noises somewhere in the distance.

Owain looks at his dagger.

At which point the narrative skip ahead in time and it's only Owain by himself now, running through the snow (and perhaps directly retracing his steps in a big circle so he can step in old footprints and makes less noise), and there is blood on his knife and his clothes. With the implication being that perhaps child Owain has harmed or even killed baby/toddler Morgan in order to get them to be quiet.

Except then he doubles back after he's sure the Risen has been lost and finds the corpse of the deer that he killed. Split open from end to end, still steaming from body heat in the cold air or maybe the steam is waning. And Owain reaches in and pulls out Morgan, who is covered in blood (deer blood only), alive, and no longer crying. Because they were crying because they were cold, and the body heat of the deer kept them warm enough for Owain to ditch the Risen on his own.

(This concept was also an idea I had when I revisited a more general, not A Quiet Place zombie AU, where the smell of the deer would cover up the smell of Alive Human (like The Walking Dead) and hide Morgan even more. But in this case, Baby Warm and Not Making Noise because works just as well.)

The memory would end there (although with the implication that Owain & Morgan got back to safety at some point, somehow) and Odin would wake up in Nohr.

Selena woke up in bed and Laslow woke up in a field. I try not to repeat myself too much (though I do love repeating myself), so maybe Odin would wake up in Leo's office or another meeting space? Having fallen asleep after returning from a normal mission (or maybe a mission that involved Faceless in the snow, hence his memory returning). Niles or Leo have placed their cloaks over him because he looked uncomfortable and "maybe he should learn to put a shirt on if he's going to be out in the snow."

I've seen better metas about how Odin draws the most distinction between Awakening time & his life before/after time travel compared to Selena & Laslow (who in particular doesn't draw much distinction at all) + Odin almost never breaks character in Fates compared to Awakening, so I don't know that he would even admit to having a nightmare on his own. But if pressed, he probably would admit to remembering something bad from long ago.

Which has Niles solemn and offering to lend an ear if Odin wants, as he can relate, and Leo doing the same, although he's slightly more uncomfortable. Odin echoes Leo's sentiment of "The past does not matter; it's the now that matters" and feels warmer just by being around Niles & Leo and the memory getting more and more distant.