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𓅨 Sweet Nightmares: Chapter One

Sweet Nightmares: When not even Nightmare Dream can chase you off from visiting his realm whenever you wished, he decides to show his eldritch side. In other words: Dream doesn’t understand why you have such free rein within his realm and tries to scare you off. Jokes on him, you’re into it.

Warnings: Dream in Denial, Explicit Language, Reader Messes W/ Dream, I DON’T KNOW HOW I FEEL ABOUT THIS.

To Note: Eldritch!Dream x AFAB!Reader, Mostly Dream at his Wit’s End with Reader, Part of the ’Sweet Nightmares’ Event by @roguelov.

Word Count: ~7.2k

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You often wondered what it would be like to swim in the Ocean of Dreams. It often looked dark and uninviting, surely a representation of its true purpose… but that water also looked so beautiful to you. Things in The Dreaming weren’t what they seemed. Sometimes cold was hot, or sweet was spicy, an apple might taste like a peach, even a sunflower you had been happily looking at had turned into a rose. At times you thought the realm was purposefully fucking with you. No. It was fucking with you. So you liked to fuck with it back.

You were fairly sure that the realm adored it when you interacted with its jokes and mischievous nature.

“If you try swimming in the Ocean of Dreams, it’s just gonna spit you back out.” Imber, the dream of rain, spoke from where she sat next to you, basking in the low pressure of the air. It was going to rain soon. You gave her a pointed look, fingers picking at the edge of your shirt.

“You’re being negative, Im,” You stated, making up your mind and pulling your shirt over your head and dropping it to the towel you had been sitting on. Next you wiggled yourself out of the jeans the Dreaming gave you when you had appeared this night. “And I’m curious… like, what is it like?” You asked, tilting your head to the side. “Is it like swimming in a regular ocean? Is it salty? Cold? It kind of looks like it’d be freezing… Does it have the same buoyancy as the oceans in the Waking World? Can I drink from it? Are there fish? Like dream fish? That’d be really awesome if there were dream fish…”

“Please, for the love of the Endless realms, do not drink those waters,” Imber exclaimed, wondering what kind of unhinged mortal would wish to swim in those waters let alone drink the Ocean of Dreams! Apparently you. The dream watched as you deposited the rest of your clothes on your towel and trotted over to the dock extending over the darkened water of the Ocean of Dreams. Your toes gripped the edge of the dock, your eyes staring down into the black water. You saw your reflection, nothing else. The water was dark, black even. So mysterious. You wanted to know what lay beneath. Your reflection tilted its head to the side and smiled at you, then it held its hand out, beckoning for you to jump. “Really, you shouldn’t—”

You stepped off the dock.

Dropping into the water, you were surprised to find that it wasn’t cold at all, or in anyway unpleasant. The water felt like it was pillowing your body, gentle and caring. You kicked your way back to the surface and your head popped out of the water. The look on Imber’s face was priceless. It was like the realm had dropped out beneath her and the universe was ending. Then she was exploding on you.

“What do you think you are doing!?” She screeched, waving her hands and desperately wanting to drag you out, but knowing that she could not enter the water. “The Ocean of Dreams is dangerous!” You blinked at her from where you were treading water, not understanding why she was so upset. Literally nothing was happening to you. “Those waters kill!”

“You are being over dramatic,” You replied pleasantly, wishing you had tried this sooner. It really was quite nice. While Imber went off on a tangent about your apparent need to get out of the ocean, you felt something sliding around your ankle. Ignoring what was going on beneath the waves, you gave Imber a frank look. “Really, Im, I’m fi—” You were sharply pulled beneath the surface of the water by your ankle, only having a moment to take in a gasp of air.

Bubbles streamed around your body as you were tugged down for a few disorienting moments, your hands flailing as you righted yourself. Eyes opening, you found that the water didn’t sting. Nice. You looked around for what had pulled you down, and came face to face with a black form that looked remarkably like yourself. Whoa. The mirror of you smiled deviously, and offered her hand. Now, there was no way this truly was your own reflection/shadow, you knew enough about the Dreaming to know they didn’t exist… but what she was, was most likely the Ocean of Dreams herself. Because it was definitely a she. That excited you, so you reached out and took her hand.

You were pulled along and only moments later you were met with an explosion of colors and wonders that left you shocked. The Ocean of Dreams was truly beautiful. As you went, you could see flashes of dreams, some fairytales, other nightmares. All of which were pure unadulterated beautiful creations. Why was the Ocean of Dreams so forbidden?? This was a paradise to you! The Ocean of Dreams glanced back at you and you beamed at her, her echoing grin was but a mere flash before she was dragging you through a field of kelp at a faster pace.

There were these little flashes of light in front of you now, bursting like tiny canons explosions. You were ignorant to the slow build of uncomfortable pressure within your chest, your lungs straining for fresh oxygen. Deeper and deeper you were pulled, each new sight even more beautiful than the last. A medieval dream full of knights, a princess, and a dragon. Another a zombie apocalypse where the zombies were running from the humans. A child winning a Nobel peace prize for curing cancer…

Your grasp upon the Ocean of Dreams slipped, but the being continued to hold you, eager to show you everything. Your mind slipped into a state of in-between and you felt even more weightless than you had before. Soft songs echoed around you, slowly fading in a hush… unlike the peacefulness you had felt slipping under, coming back was rough and jarring.

Water surged up your throat and out of your mouth as you harshly coughed, suddenly finding your body nestled on the sand with a very worried Imber clutching your shivering and jerking body. Worse? Morpheus was on one knee next to you, his eyes blazing mercury while he glared at you in complete and utter rage. You finished heaving up saline water, curtesy of the dream lord’s touch on your neck coaxing the dream liquid from your body. You rasped and coughed, leaning back on your shins with a grimace.

“Have you no self preservation!?” The dream lord thundered at you, physical thunder and lightning manifesting over the Ocean of Dreams. She was upset that your and her fun was interrupted. You blinked at Morpheus as he raged at you, his words cross, irate, warning. Nothing new to you. He never liked that you pushed the boundaries of his realm and rules. Well he never seemed to like you period. “I have half the mind to banish you for such insolence.”

“I think she’s lonely,” You protested smartly. “You should interact with her more.”

“You dare suggest to tell me how to run my realm?” Morpheus thundered yet again, lightning flashed and struck sand not that far from you. “You are out of line.”

“She deserves attention too you know,” You fired back as the dream lord rose to his feet and promptly stormed away, his coat fluttering behind him. Imber threw her arms around around your neck.

“Don’t ever do that again! You would have drowned if Lord Dream hadn’t rescued you!” The dream sobbed. Blinking, you tilted your head to the side in confusion. Why had Morpheus pulled you out? Did he not find your antics most annoying within his realm? You figured that if something ever happened to you, he’d just let you die to rid himself of you. He threatened you enough about banishment… While Imber continued to hug you, you stared at the disturbed waters of the Ocean of Dreams. She was already missing you.

The library was one of your favorite places to visit in the Dreaming. The endless amount of books kept you well entertained when your friends were busy with their work. On this day, you were playing hide and seek with Matthew. Shelves moved around you, shifting from letter to letter and genre… Matthew was currently hunting you down (without cheating) and his calls for you echoed throughout the endless library.

Holding back a snicker, you crawled across the top of the bookshelf you were currently perched on. Lucienne had been monitoring your hide and seek game, amused from watching the shelves cleverly hide you from Matthew’s sights. It was clear that the realm liked you, clear that no matter where you went within the Dreaming, the realm itself came alive as you interacted with it. So she was fine with you playing around in the library, as long as nothing happened to the books.

She was currently watching you army crawl across the tops of towering bookshelves, wondering how you had managed to get yourself there in the first place! No doubt the library had helped you up there… and now it was helping to hide you as well. Chuckling beneath her breath, Lucienne shifted her gaze to Matthew fluttering around, calling out to you with sassy remarks.

“Oh come on!” The raven exclaimed, gliding around a corner, only to come to an empty aisle. “Where are you hiding!? This has been going on for like, ten minutes!!”

“Oh come on, Matty!” You teased him, resting on your stomach for a moment while kicking your feet back. “It’s not like I’m playing tricks on you.” Matthew let out a disgruntled snort and dropped to the floor of the library.

“You totally are!” He complained, stamping his foot on the hardened wood beneath him. “How else would this game still be going on!? Isn’t it my turn to hide??”

“You still haven’t found me though,” You sang with a wide grin. Matthew stomped his little feet some more and flapped his wings, clearly at his wits end.

“Fine! Fine!” He exclaimed in a blustery tone. “You win this one! You win this one now just tell me—”

“What are you doing within the Library, Matthew?” Matthew hopped to attention and you leaned closer to the edge of the bookshelf to see that Morpheus had arrived. Who shit in his wheaties this morning?

“Oh, hi sir,” Matthew chittered nervously, shifting from one foot to the other. Morpheus’ intimidating gaze narrowed. “I was just— you know…”

“Matthew was tending to a dreamer, my lord,” Lucienne spoke up, stepping into the picture. “You tasked him with helping around the realm when away from your side, he is doing as such.”

“And where is this dreamer?” Morpheus pressed, turning back to Matthew.

“Oh, you see, sir, we were playing a game of hide and seek so I don’t actually know…” Matthew trailed off the moment blue started glowing silver. Well, he didn’t know where you were, and his boss was clearly going to go nuclear at any moment.

“I’m up here,” Your voice was soft as it floated down to the three beings, and three sets of eyes lifted to stare at you peeking over the edge of the bookshelf you were currently atop. You could have sworn that Morpheus’ eye twitched. Matthew’s beak dropped open as he let out a screech in outrage.

“You were up there the whole time!?” He loudly exclaimed, flapping his wings and taking to the air to flutter up to where you were sprawled out. You grinned at the raven as he landed beside you.

“Yeah, pretty much,” You confirmed, pushing yourself up onto your forearms. Matthew wanted to be mad at you for doing such a thing, but at the same time, he was hella impressed.

“Okay you got me good on that,” He admitted while a storm began brewing below you. Morpheus was not pleased, not pleased at all. How had you gotten up there? And to play such a silly and menial childs games within the grand library of the Dreaming!? Your audacity appeared to have no bounds!

“What are you doing perched atop these sacred shelves?” Morpheus questioned severely, glaring up at your lounging body. You blinked at him, had he not been listening to what Matthew had just said?

“Playing a game of hide and seek, it was Matty’s turn to seek.”

“Yeah, we were just having some harmless fun,” Matthew piped up, hoping his boss wouldn’t go all nightmare on you. He really liked you and didn’t want you to be scared off let alone banished. Outside the palace thunder boomed, shaking the foundation. Your gaze didn’t stray from Morpheus’ bright silver one as you stared him down.

“Harmless… fun,” The dream lord was almost growling now, you nodded before patting the bookshelf beneath you.

“Oh yeah, hide and seek in this library? It’s like the masters edition. Top notch entertainment.” You happily explained, shifting into a sitting position. “Again might I suggest interacting—”

“Enough!” Morpheus cut you off. “Get down from the bookshelf immediately.”

“Spoil all the fun why don’t you, grumpy pants,” You mumbled, moving to climb down from your perch. But as you were doing as he had asked, the library decided to have a little fun of its own. With a shiver and tremble of wood, you lost your grip and tumbled from the bookshelf. A small yelp left your lips while Lucienne gasped and rushed forwards. She of course wouldn’t be able to help you, or catch you in time to prevent a very painful fall… but Morpheus was right there to catch your dropping body.

He easily caught you, surprising himself because did you not irk him to no end so why would he catch you? You and Morpheus spent a moment staring at each other, surprise plastered on both of your faces. What the hell had just happened? Heat creeped up your neck and you were instantly a flustered mess.

“Dream over, bye,” Just as suddenly as you had dropped into his arms, you were gone, leaving behind a dumbstruck Morpheus. He was frozen where he stood, arms out like he was still holding your body. He had a solid blue screen behind his silver eyes. Lucienne rushed up to her lord in a frazzled state.

“Sir? Sir?” She questioned, trying to get a response from the frozen dream lord. He was slowly rebooting. Matthew fluttered down to a nearby table and cocked his head to the side.

“Do ya think Y/N broke him? I’ve never seen them go all peace out on us before…” Matthew commented as Morpheus’ mind finished rebooting. Rage blistered across Morpheus’ features.

“They dare to undermine the rules of my realm and relieve themself from their own dream!?” Morpheus hissed out, finally coming to his senses on what had just happened. You had fallen from the top of the book shelf, he had caught you, and then you had woken yourself up! That was not an ability any regular dreamer should have and you were clearly displaying an unusual source of power.

“Sir, I believe that they are simply trying to enjoy the realm to the fullest—” The glow within Morpheus’ eyes had Lucienne cutting her words off and she watched as he angrily stormed away. Matthew exchanged looks with the librarian.

“So… am I just over thinking it or are they…”

“It would be in your best interest to stay out of their business, Matthew,” Lucienne adjusted her glasses and busied herself. This was not something she was going to stick her nose in unless absolutely necessary.

“If I get trapped in that stupid hour glass you better break me out,” You muttered to Concinō. Your dream friend twitched the corner of his mouth, making the whiskers of his current form, move ever so slightly. He was totally taking pleasure in this, you just knew it. At the start of your night, you’d come across Concinō, the dream of singing harmoniously… and somehow, he had talked you into assisting him with a dream of his. Little did you know that you would end up playing a Disney princess.

Exciting and fun, but you were acutely aware of what happened in Aladdin, and weren’t exactly fond of the idea that Jafar would be setting his sights on you. Memories of being scared as the hourglass full of sand slowly buried Jasmine alive still haunted you, even into adulthood. Not even the fine cloth draped upon your body and jewels enhancing your natural beauty could distract you from that worry.

“You think I will allow any harm to befall you?”

“We are in a dream, Concinō,” You muttered at him beneath your breath. “The psychological mind fuckery I deal with on a nightly basis is getting a bit too much.”

“Which is why I thought to invite you, this is a little girl’s dream, it is not meant to be a nightmare.” You gave Concinō a blank stare for a moment before your ‘father’ came bustling in… in all his short and round gloriousness. It was a nearly comical sight to you and that made you giggle a little and smile. You set down the hairbrush you had been absentmindedly running through Jasmine’s long hair and twisted in your seat.

“Father,” You greeted happily, following along with the script. “I had the most wonderful time,” The little girl watching the dream play out in the corner of Jasmine’s large bedroom giggled and pressed her hands against her little mouth. “I’m so happy!”

“You should be, Jasmine,” Jasmine’s father replied, his eyes glowing an eery red. Jafar had already gotten to him. “I have chosen a husband for you.” The remaining door to your room boomed open and the long faced Jafar appeared, striding towards you with a regal yet smug bird perched on his shoulder.

“You’re speechless, I see. A fine quality in a wife.” Jafar said, taking your hand. You were momentarily stunned by the sheer audacity of this dude, but them remembered you had a part to play and jerked back.

“I will never marry you,” You retorted as the little girl pipped up.

“Yeah! She’s never gonna marry a creep like you. You’re mean!” You nearly laughed at her comment but stayed in character. From behind you, Concinō let out a rumble from his chest in warning.

“Father I choose Prince Ali.”

“Prince Ali left,” Jafar retorted smugly.

“Better check your crystal ball again, Jafar,” A voice spoke from behind you. You whirled around in a swirl of blue skirts and proceeded to gawk at the dream that had formed Prince Ali. You wouldn’t mind being swept off your feet by him. The bird on Jafar’s shoulder squawked angrily as Prince Ali stomped up to you, eyes ablaze.

“Tell them the truth, Jafar. You tried to have me killed.” You let out a dramatic gasp, which the little girl did as well. Honestly her reactions were making this whole experience worth the trouble…

“What?” Jafar exclaimed. “Ridiculous nonsense, Your Highness. He’s obviously lying.”

“Obviously… lying…” Jasmine’s father mumbled, hypnotized by the snake scepter. You stepped in front of him and tried to shake the hypnotism from this mind.

“Father, what is wrong with you!?” Aladdin jumped forwards and snatched the snake scepter.

“I know what’s wrong!” He shouted before smashing the head of the snake on the floor. It broke and Jasmine’s father gasped.

“Oh, my!”

“Your Highness, Jafar’s been controlling you with this.” Aladdin continued, holding out the scepter.

“What?” He stammered. “Jafar? You, you traitor!”

“Get him! Lock him up!” The little girl cheered on. So the guards were called and were slowly dragging him off, but just as soon as Jafar has waltzed into the room, he disappeared in a cloud of red smoke.

“Oh no,” You murmured to yourself as Aladdin stepped up to you and Jasmine’s father began rambling. You let him wrap his arms around your body, and stared into his eyes before muttering at him. “I’m not kissing you.”

A sparkle appeared and his smile widened.

“I’m pretty sure Concinō would bite my head off if I tried,” The dream replied. “Besides, I’m just a side character in this dream.”

That made you chuckle as the dream in question eyed you both scrupulously. Concinō was in charge of this dream, in charge of making the little girl’s dreaming thoughts reality for this night. You had little control over what was going to happen next. Jasmine’s father dragged Aladdin off, talking excitedly about marriage plans and you went to slump down on a sofa with an exasperated sigh.

When it came time for Jafar’s takeover, you hadn’t considered how terrifying it might be to actually experience what Jasmine went through. You didn’t appreciate the crimson outfit you had been forced into, and you certainly didn’t appreciate being in chains at Jafar’s side. You had already thrown wine at the idiot sorcerer, told him off (much to the little girls egging on, she found it very entertaining), and even stomped on his foot.

He wasn’t happy with you.

You had done your best to distract the sorcerer after he had wished for you to fall in love with him. Because hello, one of the big no no’s of Genie magic was no love spells. Jafar didn’t know that yet thankfully, so you were holding his attention while Aladdin snuck in and slowly made his way over to the magic lamp.

“What street rat?” You cooed, delicately brushing your fingers along Jafar’s face. You were never doing this again. But your distraction was doomed to fail and Jafar caught sight of Aladdin in the reflection of the tiara you wore and promptly jerked around to address him. You lurched in front of him and tried to grab the scepter. Fighting against him was a loosing battle and you were flung backwards onto your rump which made you moan.

“Get the lamp!” Aladdin called from where he had taken your place in struggling for the scepter. You scrambled on your hands and knees, lurching up and scurrying over to the throne where the lamp was resting.

“Ah, ah, ah, Princess!” Jafar called, flinging Aladdin to the side. “Your time is up!” He flicked his scepter at you and you felt your body getting thrown back. You had to close your eyes so you didn’t get sick, but the topsy turvy feeling finally dissipated. Opening your eyes, you stared at a wall of glass before panicking and slapping your hands against the glass of the giant hourglass you were stuck in. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. You had hoped the little girl would deviate from the whole ‘Jasmine almost dies in the hour glass suffocated from sand’ plot. Apparently the little dreamer was a purist.

Sand poured on your head from overhead and you jerked in place, trying to avoid the stream. You slammed your fists harder against the glass, hoping you could break it, you had been able to manipulate some dreams before. But you had no such luck, the glass remained strong and the sand was quickly up to your waist. While Aladdin was tricking afar into wishing to be a Genie, you raked your nails across the glass and desperately searched for the now pint sized Concinō. He was gone, dismissed by a very irate Morpheus who had sensed your meddling yet again.

The dream darkened around you and the disney palace warped. Clawing the sand in front of you, you barely saw Jafar’s figure standing in front of the glass. He looked different now, taller, darker, more menacing. A few gasps for air departed your lips as you stared the irate Morpheus in the eyes. Then sand completely covered you. You panicked against the coarse material, feeling it scrape against your skin and impede your ability to breathe.

The glass holding you trapped disappeared within the hourglass. You fell, sprawling in front of a livid Nightmare Morpheus in a tumble of red fabric and sand. Coughing for a few moments because it seemed like you had breathed in several particles of sand, you slowly lifted your head.

You caught glowing mercury eyes, first glaring at you for being in the dream in the first. The complete and utter audacity! You were so meddlesome! But then Morpheus took in what you were wearing and his mind went blank. Crimson fabric covered your curves, and jewels dotted your throat and head, you looked every bit of the part you had been playing. Beautiful princess trapped in an hourglass filling with sand. It was an… enviable sight and that disturbed the Endless, certainly even more when sand slipped from your shoulders as you shifted in place. It had the luxury of caressing your beauty, beauty he had been unconsciously admiring. Now he wanted you… a… deplorable thought… surely… he would never… absolutely not… you were a pest… a pest he disliked… greatly… he didn’t like you… not one bit…

“Jafar?” A squeaky voice questioned, you glanced to your right to see the little girl confused. Understandable, this was supposed to be a dream, but now it was a nightmare. “You’re supposed to be defeated and stuck in a lamp.” Morpheus didn’t even spare her a glance.

“This dream… is over,” He spoke through gritted teeth. Sand once again spun around you, withdrawing you from the Dreaming and causing you to jerk awake in bed. You breathed heavily, your heart racing. Did he just try and scare you off with a nightmare?

“Dick move, Morpheus, dick move, it was her dream not yours,” You muttered, rolling onto your side. “It’s gonna take more than a nightmare to chase me off.” You closed your eyes and tried to get back to sleep. The only thing Morpheus managed to do was rescue you from a situation that had scared you. Being trapped in that hourglass was scarier than Nightmare Morpheus.

You were lounging with a book in your lap on what should have been a very uncomfortable place to sit… but the Dreaming of course would not have you sitting on something so uncomfortable and had softened the seat of Morpheus’ throne for you. That made his throne a very nice place to sit and read… which you were doing happily until Matthew’s call rang throughout the large throne room. You purposefully kept your eyes trained on the book in your hands, nonchalantly reading your passage.

The moment Morpheus set his eyes upon his throne, and saw you sitting there, he stopped short and took a moment to think. Surely you wouldn’t be this insolent! But there you were, looking quite comfortable and entirely at home. And quite gorgeous— He cleared that daring through from his mind and strode forward, a sour expression on his face.

“Your insolence appears to have no bounds,” He growled at you, rage quickly surfacing once more. You’d been pressing on his nerves, moving onto the next without fail and building his frustration. “Remove yourself at once.”

You eyed him, knowing that this was most likely really irritating him… which was your plan in the first place. Not one dream nor nightmare thought you’d actually sit on Morpheus’ throne. So you had strolled on up to the chair and planted your bottom on it. Now you were watching Morpheus’ patience run thin, worn down by your constant antics within his realm. You couldn’t help but admit to yourself that you liked it when he showed the Nightmare side of him. The endless was getting very frustrated that he couldn’t scare you off.

You chose not to push him and just smiled pleasantly and winked yourself out of the Dreaming. The Dreaming refused to change Morpheus’ throne back to its original state for three weeks.

You hadn’t told anyone what your plan was, you just executed it. Morpheus was supposed to be gone from the realm for several days and nights, which gave you the perfect window to pull off your next prank. You’d spent the better part of this visit moving every piece of furniture you could find… an inch over from where it usual was. It wouldn’t be obvious and to most eyes, everything would look normal. But not Morpheus. He was highly sensitive to his realm, could detect every minute change down to a single weed. But he wasn’t in the realm to feel the changes you made directly, so you could get away with the movements without him knowing.

When he returned, everything would look the same, but feel the same? No. And you relished watching him squirm on the inside trying to figure out what the hell was wrong with his realm. He was so unflappable at times, stoic and unchanging. Kind of like a marble statue… no, you were sure that a marble statue would show more emotions than Morpheus. Ignoring his angry, glowy eyes he gave you when pissed off. You wondered what he would look like it he smiled for once (something that you knew would never happen), you also wondered what his cosmic form looked like. Lucienne had once told you that while he did have an anthropomorphic form, it was only one form he had.

He was already a stunningly beautiful creature as a mortal, you wondered what his non-human form looked like. Would he even look remotely humanlike? Or would he be all wonky and chaotic, a blob of cosmic energy with no real distinguishable form to be seen.

“Hmm, squishy,” You commented to yourself as you struggled to move his throne exactly an inch to the left. “I wonder what he’d feel like to sleep on if he was like that?”

“What’re you doing?” You jumped in place before relaxing and looking at Matthew.

“Hi Matty,” you greeted before tilting your head. “What’re you doing here? I thought you were with Morpheus?”

“He sent me to check on you because he thinks you’re gonna mess with something while he’s gone.” You bit your lip to stop a bout of laughter that wanted to come up and Matthew hopped forwards, examining you a little closer. “You aren’t… messing with anything right?”

“Course not, absolutely wouldn’t while he’s out, why would he think of such a thing?” You blurted out. Matthew instantly knew you were up to something, and looked closer.

“Okay… why are you touching his throne? He got real mad about that after your last prank. Could’ve sworn the throne actually sulked for a few weeks…” Matthew muttered to himself, immediately deciding that he wanted no part in whatever shenanigan you were up to this time. His boss was getting really wound up by you and ready to implode. Matthew would rather watch this event from the sidelines than be in the midst of it.

“Just looking at the carvings,” You answered, patting the cold marble beneath your fingers. “I’m also wondering what he was thinking of when he made it given the decorations… like how does he even figure that shit out in his head? Or is it like, automatic? Snap fingers and bam a-la-throne?”

“I… have absolutely no idea,” Matthew replied, his own mind now wondering how Morpheus had designed everything. “I don’t know how any of this Endless magic shit works, ya know?”

“It’s pretty awesome though,” You said while standing up and wiping your hands on your jeans. It was moved just enough. Perfect. Now you just had to wait for Morpheus to get back. While Matthew flew back to give Morpheus a report that you weren’t messing with his realm, you whistled while making your way to the library to find something to read.

Morpheus had gotten so angry at your little stunt (that everyone in the dreaming thought was hilarious) that he had gone all Nightmare on you. Like blazing cosmos eyes, enormous figure, thunder and lightning. Even the palace had trembled. Lucienne had been frightened for you, thinking that perhaps you had finally pushed the Endless one prank too far… only Morpheus had just raged at you while you giggled deviously. Then you had just skittered your way out of the throne room leaving the rather irate Endless to fume. So Lucienne finally decided to intervene.

“Sir, if I may,” She spoke softly, still feeling the echoing rumbles of the realm trembling from Morpheus’ anger. Mercury eyes landed on his trusted librarian.

“What is it, Lucienne? Give me one good reason why I should not have them banished from this realm for all eternity.” The librarian shifted from one foot to the other.

“Sir, I do not believe that you truly dislike having them around.” Morpheus glared at her for the mere insinuation that he liked having you of all creatures around his realm. “You have given many threats of banishment, but have yet to follow through with your words…”

“And why do you believe that is?” Morpheus snapped out, his fingers digging into the armrests of his throne (which he had promptly returned to its rightful place an inch to the right).

“I believe, that perhaps, you have come to enjoy their visits?” Lucienne offered, steeling herself for the blow up that was surely to come. “And might I even add, that you might have come to…” She paused, searching for the correct words to say without getting herself sent to the darkness. “…care for them. Do you not contemplate their arrival within the realm every night before they do so?”

Morpheus was insulted that his library would suggest such a thing and his eyes certainly blazed silver.

“You dare suggest that I have formed feelings for such an insolent mortal!?” His voice came out in a hiss. “They are nothing but a nuisance to me and I wish for them to leave and never come back!”

Lucienne couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow.

“But sir, if you truly wished for that, would you not have already done so?” The librarian bravely spoke. “In order to deal with such… feelings, accordingly, you should decide upon the decision to banish them or not.”

Morpheus hadn’t made a decision on what to do with you. No, he had decided to show you his final form. His true form. A form that would surely scare you off and he’d never had to deal with your incessant pranks, never have to see you walking his halls never, never have to be tempted by your smiles and laughter. You were impervious to many a thing, but he doubted you wouldn’t be scared of his ultimate cosmic form. He didn’t really have a physical body in the anthropomorphic sense, he was just a mass of Endless that was abstractly shaped like his mortal self. Surely you’d be terrified and the temptation that had driving him to the brink of insanity would finally be gone.

But his plan to scare you by showing a side of him that was rarely shown had to be put on hold when his sibling decided to pay a visit. Of all siblings, it had to be Desire. They were still on thin ice with their last trickery that had cost the Dreaming 106 years, what reason did they have to want to visit now? But nonetheless, he relented simply for the sake of keeping an eye on them. Morpheus relented to their wish to wander throughout his realm, but he had every dream and nightmare on alert and several ravens flying overhead should anything go amiss.

When he picked up that you had entered his realm, he had dismissed your presence. He would have to deal with you on the morrow, he was far too busy with his realm at the moment to consider dealing with you and your jokes. Luckily for him, you weren’t planning on pulling off any pranks on this visit. He didn’t, however, consider what would happen should you cross paths with his sibling. No, you were just wandering around the palace gardens smelling different flowers and appreciating the scents and varieties. You had already received a flower from a tulip plant that had kindly offered you the single flower. Everywhere you went, the Dreaming came alive.

“I didn’t expect a dreamer to be so close to the palace,” A smooth voice called, drawing you from your mindless thoughts. Turning your head, you stopped in your tracks when you saw one of the most beautiful beings you had ever seen. Caught between masculine and feminine, they had pale hair and vibrant gold eyes… but you were distracted by the mischievous air that surrounded them. “My brother usually keeps the dreamers away from his more… intimate, of places.”

“Oh, so… I kind of just do what I want here,” You explained, wondering how many siblings Morpheus had. Then you leaned over and ran your fingers over a hydrangea bush. It stretched its leaves towards your touch. “He doesn’t stop me or anything, usually just gives me the glowy eyes, and huffs and puffs at my apparent audacity.”

Desire chuckled softly, amusement sparkling within their incredible golden eyes.

“Oh aren’t you an unusual one,” They mused, moving closer to where you stood. Gold examined every millimeter of your body, there was nothing special about you, clearly… but something made Dream latch onto you. “I can see why he would be intrigued.”

“Who says he’s intrigued?” You questioned, twisting your head to look at them with a raised eyebrow. “Do you know the number of times I’ve been threatened with banishment?”

“Like he would ever find it in his cold, cold, heart to banish a gem like you,” Desire cooed, not helping themself and reaching up to touch your face. They let their finger follow the curve of your jaw. “You’re far too precious.”

“I don’t know about that,” You disagreed, eyes wandering over their features. “Can I ask for your name? Morpheus doesn’t talk about his family, or talk to me at all if he has to…”

“I’m Desire,” Desire purred, eyes thinking with mischief and wonder. There were so many delicious things they could do with you. Ah. That would explain a lot.

“It’s nice to meet you Desire,” You replied happily. “I haven’t learned much about you or the other Endless…

“Hmm, it doesn’t surprise me,” Desire replied, taking a section of your hair between their impeccably manicured fingers. “Dream has always been very hush hush about us, it’s quite saddening actually…”

Something in you told you that it was, in fact, not saddening, to Desire and they were only looking to stir shit up. You were equipped in that category.

“Oh,” You sounded, you’re smiling fading despite your efforts to keep your face straight. You’d never been good at hiding your true emotions. “Well, that doesn’t surprise me, he’s kind of private isn’t he? I don’t blame him for that.” Golden eyes glimmered at you in scrutiny. You were an unusually impervious mortal, usually your kind would be falling at their feet by now in reverence. So they stepped closer and turned on the charm and desire, trying to wrap you up within their twisted influence. Surely you would make for a delicious game.

“Oh? But you are a guest within his realm,” Desire purred, dropping your hair to caress your cheek. While their teasing continued, Morpheus was made aware of his siblings proximity to you, his latest irking problem… and the very thin band of patience you’d been testing the constraints of for the last few months finally began to quiver. Disappearing from this throne room, Morpheus appeared in his garden and fixed his eyes on you and his sibling. Surely they were filling you with more noxious ideas to plague the Dreaming.

“Desire, that is enough,” Morpheus growled, the feet beneath your feet shaking. “Your meddling has gone far enough, leave,” Desire pouted and Nightmare Dream came out, his patience snapping like a violin string. You took a step back, feeling the ground beneath your feet trembling and shaking. Wow, Morpheus was sure getting worked up. You wondered if Desire was going to push his buttons further, but the Endless just smirked and winked out of the Dreaming.

“I think that was a little rude of you,” You commented, only to have the angry Dream Lord round on you and his eyes to brighten in anger almost to the point where you couldn’t even look him in the eyes.

“Rude!? Are you that desperate to irate me that must conspire with my sibling!??” Lightning cracked across the suddenly darkened sky. You blinked and scrunched your nose.

“What? No,” You replied in confusion. Since when had you purposefully annoyed him? All you wanted to do was have fun and explore the Dreaming, and have Morpheus interact with it more because clearly she was missing her lord. You never had any intention of purposefully irritating Morpheus. “I just wanted to—”

“My realm is not yours to do what you wish with mortal,” Morpheus hissed at you, his skin rippling with power. “And for you to conspire with Desire!?”

Your eyes flashed in anger and your hackles bristled.

“I was most certainly not—” Before you even finished your statement the air around you rippled and you felt like you were stuck in a hurricane. Well someone had certainly lost their temper, but you hadn’t seen him lose it like this. A few seconds later you felt yourself getting tossed and turned in place, the ground having long since disappeared from your feet. Flopping around, your arms cartwheeled until you managed to keep yourself stable and you worked the courage up to open your eyes. What the hell…?

In front of you was a swirling mass of cosmos, you could barely make out somewhat of a humanoid shape but it most certainly wasn’t a human. Your body dropped though the air and you flailed yet again before being caught but a shadowy hand.

“You are the bane of my existence with your incessant comings and goings, why do you not act like the rest of your kind!?” Oh. Holy shit. That was Morpheus?? You were rendered speechless, gawking at the inhumane mass of Endless energy. Even now, with Morpheus displaying his worst form, you were still not cowering in fear! “What must I do to rid myself of the irritation you cause me?”

“You are so beautiful,” You whispered, barely able to form any further thoughts as the beauty of the cosmic being in front of you filled your mind. The next few seconds stretched into what felt like years, your words curling and slipping around Morpheus’ monstrous being. You are so beautiful.

Your surroundings trembled and shook, and that topsy turvy feeling returned. Then you found yourself stretched out on a bed with a very bewildered and confused (not to mention worked up) Endless above you. Your eyelashes fluttered as Morpheus grasped your chin in a hard grip. You could feel the pent up energy he was barely holding back.

“You are the most vexing, troubling, meddlesome mortal I have ever had the displeasure of meeting.” Morpheus hissed in your face, his nose practically touching yours. Well excuse me! You didn’t exactly ask to meet him either! Your eyes flared with fire and you barked back, poking your finger into his chest.

“Well you are the most hard headed, egotistical, close minded—” Morpheus had-had enough of your lip and insolence, and silenced you the only way his tumultuous mind could think of: by kissing you.

Date Published: 8/11/23

Last Edit: 8/11/23

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herozdiary · 9 months

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Merry (late) Christmas, hope you got lots of fun gifts (I unfortunately did not get a handsome emo Swedish boy under my tree this year :(( ) !!

Anyhow, I have an idea, Y/N & Simon sharing their first kiss... under the mistletoe!! >:D

Minty chapstick

Simon x reader

This diary entry contains…kissing | established relationship | fluff | reader is super silly |

ANOTHER REQUESTTTT!!!my Christmas was amazing but it would have been better if Simon was under my tree😓ANYWAY I HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS!!

This was supposed to come out obviously WAYY SOONER BUT I GOT HIT WITH A HUGEEE WRITERS BLOCK! PLEASE SEND IN MORE REQUESTS IM RUNNING LOW ON IDEAS🙏🏾🙏🏾

Christmas time was most people’s favorite time of the year,The decorating,The chilly weather and the presents from Santa were always the best.

It would your first Christmas with Simon.You had one main goal for the night was to steal a kiss from him underneath the mistletoe.

You and him never really had your first real kiss yet,The two of you rarely saw each during the week because of school and important day to day life things.

You realized you guys never kissed when all your friends were talking about their first kisses with their partner but when it came to you,You were completely stumped.

It wasn’t like Simon didn’t want to kiss you,he really did but could never find a proper time to.You always wanted to make the first move but just when your about to lean in,he either has to go or you chicken out.

Well that was gonna change this year as you made it to it number one goal to kiss Simon underneath a mistletoe.You went out a day before Simon was supposed to come over which would be on Christmas Eve.

You went to your local store and was able to snag one early in the morning since most people are still sleep by the time the store was first open.

You smile at the store clerk who rings you up.You notice a tube of your favorite mint chapstick.You grab it before handing it to the girl behind the counter who happily scans it.

“Busy morning for you I guess?I never seen someone come this early”The girl speaks up as she bags your two items before tossing in a candy cane.

“I had to get in some early shopping before everyone woke up and the store became crowded”You say while pulling out your card.

The girl nodded,Watching you carefully swipe your card.”You know,Mint chapstick and a mistletoe?Let me guess trying to kiss a certain someone underneath it”The girl asked while watching your receipt print out before ripping it off the machine and placing it in the bag and pushing the bag towards you.

“My boyfriend,It’s our first Christmas together and I just wanted to have a special moment in it”You say while grabbing the bag,Smiling at the clerk.she just nodded before giving you a small smile back.

The walk back home was pretty quiet.most people were still sleeping or just didn’t wanna go out yet.you were a little nervous for tomorrow.what if it doesn’t go well? What if he doesn’t wanna kiss or even worse…what if he hates your mint chapstick.

You loved this brand of chapstick not only because the smell and taste isn’t too strong and it leaves your lips feeling soft and smooth.Of course,Your thoughts were interrupted when you almost walked past your own house.

Once you were inside,You tossed the bag on the couch while taking your coat off and hanging it on the rack.Your main plan was to prepare the mistletoe and to work on Simon’s gifts.You had gotten him some new cds,a new hoodie and a bottle of cologne.

Nothing to fancy just some things you knew he wanted.You went to your room and got changed into a comfy pair of pajamas and got to work.Setting up the mistletoe to was pretty easy.You knew the best place to put it was the hallway leading to your bedroom and other rooms.

The next things were to wrap his gifts.You got on the pretty black and grey wrapping paper and sat down on the floor,You grabbed a pair of scissors and some tape before turning on a Christmas movie.

You forgot how hard it is to wrap gifts but managed to get most of them wrapped.once you were done you slid them underneath your nicely decorated tree.You smile as you stand up and clean up.You didn’t the time as you look and see it would be around the time you would make dinner.

You didn’t feel like making anything big and just settled on a cup of noodles.finishing up your movie and your food you sat on your couch thinking about Simon’s reaction to his gifts.

You knew he would love them mostly because you’ve caught him staring at them when you guys went out.you stare at the now empty cup before placing it on your coffee table and changing the channel to something else.

You ended up falling asleep while watching a random kids show.You didn’t even clean up your mess or anything as you were too tired to even get up.

By the time you did wake up,It was around 8 and Simon was supposed to be there around 10.You silently cursed to yourself as you shot up off your couch and started to pick up your trash.

You took a small shower,Nothing too fancy as you still needed to clean up your room.Once you were out the shower and were in clean pajamas you put things back in their proper place in your room.

You made up your bed and put everything back in the proper place before you heard a small knock on your front door.You looked at the clock to see it was 10:15.You didn’t worry too much as you got most of the chores you needed to do done.

You rushed to the front door,Your Santa slippers you bought squeaking slightly and you took a peak out the peephole and nearly let out a squeal as you undid the locks on your door and threw yourself at Simon,Wrapping your arms around him as he let out a small chuckle while patting your back.

“You missed me?you just saw me like two days ago”He said while walking in while you followed behind and closed your door.”two days?it felt like forever…”You say dramatically as you redo the locks.

Simon rolled his eyes slightly before plopping on your couch and sighing.”I like your tree,My mom hasn’t put ours up mostly because of how much of a hassle it is putting it up and taking it down”he said while leaning his head on the armrest staring up at you.

You shrug while shuffling to the kitchen.”I mostly keep mine up until I have the energy to take it down.”You say while looking in the fridge.You felt your stomach do flips as you grab a coke from the fridge and pop it open and take a small sip before closing your fridge and turning around.

You looked at the mistletoe hanging above the hallway before looking at Simon who was busy staring at the television,Watching the Christmas program on it.

Your eyes flicked through the two before giving yourself a small pep talk in your head about how easy it would be.

You move out of the kitchen into the hallway before positioning yourself underneath it.”Simonnn”You called out while rocking back and fourth on your feet.he turned his focus to you before making a small confused face.You motion him to come towards you which he does with a small groan.

“What is it?”He asks while placing his cold hands on your waist which made you get all giddy inside before you looked up,His eyes following also before you felt his grasp on your waist get tighter before looking back down at you.

“I wanted our first kiss to be special!so I went out a bought a mistletoe yesterday.”You say while wrapping your arms around his neck.You were a little bit scared to lean in until you saw Simon slowly start to lean in,You followed his lead before you felt his chapped lips press up against your much more smoother ones.

You closed your eyes as you pressed your lips harder.You felt your heart beat a bit faster and your head spin a little.you felt Simon’s grip on your waist get tighter before he pulled away.

“Was that good?”He asked while pulling away a little more.You nodded as you into his brown eyes before smiling.”It was perfect”You say while twirling a piece of his hair around your finger.”are you wearing mint chapstick?it tastes kinda nice…wait that sounds kinda weird”Simon rambled on before slightly cringing at the last thing he said.

You just giggle before shaking your head.”I actually bought it just for this occasion,I’m glad to know you like it.”You say while placing a small kiss on the corner of his lips.

The Christmas season had gotten a whole lot better as you spent the rest of the day making cookies,listening to music and watching the Christmas program that was set for that night.Now the next time you hung out with your friend and the mention of first kisses is brought up you have a good story to tell.

#cry of fear #cry of fear x reader #cry of fear x you #simon henriksson #simon henriksson x reader #character x you #video game x reader #fluff #x reader #x y/n

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mrsnancywheeler · 5 months

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dude my billy brainrot is so bad rn!

anyways, ok so the band and muse go to a party, and this time billy is in a good mood and is obsessed with her. hes being really clingy and is just so in love with her. but then eddie starts flirting with her and says "you could do so much better than him". billy finds out and him and eddie almost get in a fist fight. but after eddie and billy almost fight billy goes to his muse and is all like "im sorry baby, i couldnt handle what he was saying, i really hope you know that i love you" and they fuck. but then the next day he is avoiding her a bunch and getting touchy with the other groupies and she is like "should i have listened to eddie?" i feel like this would happen earlier in their relationship before muse knows the cycle her and billy always go through

-🦋

billy dunne is literally my life

you're basically wrapped around billy the entire night, you both do a line off of each other, share drinks, it's like he's in a haze of just being entranced by you. he cannot stop kissing you, his arms wrapped securely around you, you're basically on his lap all night.

"I'm gonna write you a whole album, baby." and the feeling of his voice so near your neck makes you giggle which just makes him smile, "what?"

you shake your head smiling, "nothing." he keeps looking at you expectantly which makes you laugh again, "nothing! billy, I just-"

"you don't believe me? oh, that's what this is, you don't think I'm telling the truth!" somehow he's holding you tighter, his smile, the way he jokes makes your head fuzzy, well so does the drinks, but he does a number on you. the way he laughs, smiles, it's addictive.

"no, no, no, I do, I swear, scout's honor!"

"I think that only applies to actual boy scouts, baby."

"shut up" you kiss him and his lips make you dizzy, just as yours make him. when you finally pull apart he's just holding your face for a while.

"god, you're stunning, do I tell you that a lot? because you're so pretty. can I do another line off of you?"

you just rasp out a, "yes" and you've forgotten how public you are really at a party when you let him adjust you enough to do a line of your cleavage.

"let me go get us another drink, baby, I'll be right back."

"okay." you're smiling, adjusting your shirt as he squeezes your hand before he's off. no sooner is he gone then eddie is appearing

"he's only being that way for now, you know" he's drunk, you know he is to be so openly digging at billy like that.

"eddie-"

"two weeks ago he was doing lines off of some other chick's rack-"

"he didn't mean that eddie."

"he didn't mean what he did?"

"he fucked up, it was a mistake, eddie, it doesn't change anything."

"you don't deserve that." eddie is leaning closer over the couch rest, "you deserve better than him, the first guy you saw at the concert."

you stare back at him for a while, "eddie, if you think you could treat me so much better, you'd let me enjoy my night. which I was."

"one night is all he'll give you before he decides you're not that special anymore-"

"what the hell are you talking about, man?" billy is making his reappearance and you know eddie must be even more drunk when you thought when he doesn't even really try to cover.

"use your imagination." and eddie's words have barely escaped his mouth when billy's punched him in the face. eddie stumbles back for a second, but punches billy back and you've leapt up to get between them. and eddie's looking at you, shaking his head like he's done, and walking out. "whatever, man"

"eddie!" you're shouting, but he's gone, and you have other things to worry about. "billy, oh my god are you okay?"

"I'm fine, god, we need to find a new fucking bassist"

"don't do that, gimme your hand." you're looking at his knuckles and he's entranced by the way your brows furrow. "you can't just punch someone everytime they bruise your ego." his hand is suddenly moving to tilt your chin up, where he's smiling in disbelief.

"baby, that's not why I punched him." you're unamused by this. "I'm serious! baby, I did it because he was talking about you. acting like I didn't care about my girl. the girl I love."

"you love me?"

he looks dumbfounded by the question, "I just write all my songs about you, you basically live with me, I need you like air, so yeah, I do."

"that's good because I am so in love with you."

"this would be pretty awkward if you didn't." and next thing you know he's got you back at the house, laying on his bed as he proves it to you, it's really not fucking, it's raw, it's love making, and he makes you feel so appreciated.

that's until you wake up, and he pulls himself away just when you try to put an arm on him when you've woken up. he gets up, showers without a word, gets dressed, only says morning back when you say it, and walks out of the room. suddenly you feel like a one night stand, someone he never wants to see again, and there's a pit in your stomach. he knows it's because saying love has scared him, but he can't communicate that, he's just got to be destructive.

breakfast is him laying out instructions for everyone, moving away every time you try to get close, at some point you try to take a drag off his cigarette and he looks unbelievably annoyed which just shuts you down. and the ride to the studio is unbearably quiet, it makes you want to cry the way he doesn't acknowledge you.

it's gets worse at the studio when he doesn't acknowledge you at all and during a break is talking to the groupies, laughing, doing lines, having a drink, hands on them, and you do a line to deal with it before sitting back in the emoti studio so you don't have to deal with it. it's so fucking confusing. you're laying on the studio carpet when eddie walks in, looks at you, and lays down too.

you feel the energy of 'i told you so' radiating off of him, "eddie-"

"are you okay?"

there's a beat, "he told me loved me last night." another beat, "is this what it feels like to be loved?"

and he's rolling onto his side to look at you, "no."

you wish you didn't start crying, "then what did I do wrong since then? why is he doing this to me, I don't know why I'm not good enough."

"you are, he's too fucking stupid to notice what he's got right if front of him." and he's lighting a cigarette, handing it to you, "let's go to the record store, find something to listen to later. we can use my record player, you know it sounds better on mine."

and you do exactly that and wonder if maybe this is what it feels like to be loved, but it doesn't take away the desire your soul has for billy dunne. even if it makes you think that eddie could love you better.

#wanda 💋#billy dunne x reader #billy dunne #eddie roundtree #djats x reader #🦋 anon

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ziteyra · 1 year

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A good soldier

Chapter 5

Chapter 1 and Chapter 4

🐟 Synopsis: You'r little expidition with Lyle doesnt go quite as planned

🐟 characters: Quaritch Recom, Waynfleet Recom

🐟themes: same as the last chapter. A bit of cursing, roughing around but nothing serious.

🐠Note:Uhh im almost sorry for the little Quaritch were getting but i promise its not gonna be long. Love y'all 💙

Tagging: @babyduk213 💙

“Well if you reall ywant to help me with my research Lyle there are actually a few things we could do.” you say smiling down at your datapad, not really knowing what to expect the next few hours with him. “Actually we wouldnt even need to leave the grounds to conduct these. Some strength and dexterity tests would be in order as well as the usua-” you are abruptly interrupted by Lyle hitting you on the back and laughing out loud. “OH Y/N! We both know thats not why were out here. Now come on theres something i want to blow your little scientist brain with.” he says as he eagerly licks his sharp front theet.

Nothing about this makes your really excited. Neither the fact that youve been following Lyle for over twenty minutes through the jungle, that your shoulder still hurts from him hitting you and that he still refuses to tell you where you are going. Even your relieve about finally being gone from the dustfilled chambers of the compound seems to be blown away since you left both by Lyles rigorous speed but also by the Pandoran Flora and Fauna for which you have to watch out every step your taking.

“I swear Lyle im not joking if you dont tell me where your going and how this has any effect on our scientific mission im stopping right here and now and let me get picked up by a helicarrier.” you shout at him having twigs and leaves stuck in your hair as well as sore muscles from trying to keep up with Lyles gigantic Avatar body.

“Oh dont be such a killjoy little scientist. I swear were almost there and you wouldnt wanna miss it. Even your favourit little Capitain comes here from time to time, its almost like our little secret.” he calls back at you, not even bothering to turn around, “ and if your really to tired to walk i can always just throw you over my shoulder again. Its what does savage Navi do with their woman anyway isnt it?”.

As he laughs more then once about his own jokes, you give up trying to convince him. It was no use anyway threatening him and he probably even knew that no helicarrier would come out here just for you.

Since Lyle clearly seemed to be eager on reaching his destination you start to wonder what that mysterious place might be. And sooner or later your thoughts drift of to Quaritch again and the fact that even he keot that place a secret. You almost feel something like jealousy again, about their sense of teamspirit in the phoenix project. They certainly seemed to be connected not just through their missions and training together.

You even catch yourself for a second thinking about life with them, as another Navi soldier fighting at the frontiers of PAndora when Lyles voice pulls you out of your daydreams.

“Well isnt that something worth your sweat!” he proudly exclaimed as you both enter through a small tunnel of purple leaves, what seems to be a big clearing with a big burned down tree in the middle.

“Lopez and Prager discovered it on one of their little trips. You know you always tell us to get a bit more familiar with the local culture and i guess thats what we did.” Lyle grins at you.

Upon hearing these words you look back at him confused but once you get closer to the tree you realize that there once were Navi huts and building all around and inside it. Now taken back by the nature, overgrown and destroyed but still clearly visible with colourfull paintings and beads and even more of their culture hidden behind dirt.

“That wasnt you was it…?” you say as you stumble a few steps back realizing that you just discovered what seemes to eb the remainins of a small navi village.

“Oh sadly not no. No, as i said Lopez and Prager discovered it, already deserted by those tree people. We just set up a little outside base you know. Our basis on enemy grounds as you will. But thats not even the best, come on.” Lyle says proudly.

He almost has to pull you away from the tunnel, with you still being in somewhat of a shock. This was your first time seeing one of their villages for yourself, deserted or not. There was this strange eary atmosphere around the whole tree, you didnt notice it at first but now that Lyle dragged you along with him, around the gigantic treestump, you finally started to notice.

Rarely any birds could be heard across the camp and even the colourfull and almost always glowing Fauna of the jungle seemed to be dampened and grey.

Like it could be feel the life being erradicated in the village not sign of Life could be heard the further you followed Lyle.

#i swear still theres more Quarritch and longer chapters coming #agahahaha love you all #avatar 2 #avatar the way of water #colonel miles quaritch #james cameron avatar #miles quaritch x female reader #na'vi quaritch #quaritch x reader #recom quaritch #lyle wainfleet #lyle x reader #lyle Wainfleet recom #na’vi wainfleet #recom wainfleet #atwow fanfiction #fanfic #avatar twow #avatar way of water

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iheartreiner · 2 years

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Vampire! Mikey Way x Reader -pt 2-

⚠️Warnings⚠️ None

Again, takes place in a school

Mind my tenses assume it's present unless otherwise noted

Also mind my errors

Trying to keep it gender neutral

Part 2 out of idk

Approximately 1,024 words

I go home and sit at my desk. There's nothing to really do now. I pick up my phone and just stare at it. Wow my life is pretty sad. I go and get something to eat. I sit in silence. The guy fills my thoughts. I really need to get a life. I can't figure out if it's attraction or curiosity that makes me so interested in him. I go take a shower, of course he's still in my head. Why? Am I turning into a stalker? Not yet anyway. I finish my shower and change. He intrudes on my mind. Ugh. I lay on my bed looking up at the ceiling "You suck." I mumble to myself. I start to drift to sleep and my phone goes off. I look, it's Gerard. I groan and look

"lunch tommorow sit with me and the guys👍" I groan. I really don't want to sit in the cafeteria

"Says who" I respond.

"I, Gerard Arthur Way"

"🙄"

"Its settled your going to sit with us in the cafeteria or im gonna find ur ass"

"To be determind"

"And ur gonna eat"

"Nope"

"Why"

"Because"

" :/ "

"I don't have to eat"

"We'll deal with that tommorow"

"Sure...."

"Night [Y/N]"

"Night"

I put my phone on my Night stand. Tomorrow doesn't have to come right? Usually I'm ready for another day to redeem my not so graceful self but now I'm dreading it. I lay down. I was about to do something to prolong night but I ended up fall asleep before I could.

~Next day mid day~

Wow when I don't want something to happen the day goes unusally fast. Interestingly a bitch. I take a deep breath. I look at the time every few minutes hoping today could go by sooner. I want to get this overwith. I could hide from Gerard. Bathroom? No that's... just no. Bathroom? Ugh now I'm thinking of the dude again. If I could at least know his name so I don't have to keep calling him guy, boy, dude, male like literally anything could be better than that. Thinking of him made the class go faster. Ugh now it's lunch time.

As I go over to the benches the guy is putting his stuff down. I look down so he doesn't know I know he is there and 100% spying on him. I exhale as I watch him go to the restroom. I sit for several minutes before I hear loud uneven footstep coming near me. I look over and it's Gerard "I told you I wasn't gonna let you sit all by yourself!" The other guys are in pursuit. I stiffen up as the others sit on the bench as well. Gerard quickly hands me a sandwich "No thanks." I say light pushing it back to him. "Yes you are eating it." He puts it on my lap "At least pretend your eating it and throw if away in secret." He says with a chuckle. I nod my stiff composer only increasing.

After a few more seconds the boy returns and sees me and the others. He immediately becomes akward and stiff as well. He slowly walks back to the bench across the hall. I look up to see him with his head down. 'Do something [Y/N]!" I say to myself. Out of adrenaline I give him a little wave. He smiles shyly and waves back. My heart skips a beat. Best thing that's happened to me all day hands down. I smile and glance up at him. God he's actually gorgeous now that I really pay attention. I can't tell if he was making me a bit more confident or even more insecure. He looks at Gerard and the guys and quickly looks down. There was something there. He gets up and walks toward the lockers. I panic. No! He's the only excitement I have at thus point. "One sec." I say before standing up. Gerard and the others barely noticed. I quickly walk in the direction he did. I question my impulse, debating on going back but continue.

I can see him now. I jog, not so gracefully until I get closer. "Hey!" I say my voice pitched up to sound better. He turns around and raises his eyebrows "Hmm?" He says kindly. Now I'm regretting my decision "Um.. I.. uh.. sorry." I turn red and he smiles. That made me even more flustered. I compose myself "Why'd you leave?"

"Oh you paid attention? Thats rare for me to get that much recognition.."

Aw.. "Yeah I did.. Why'd you leave though?"

"No reason... long story, really pointless."

"Are you and Gerard related?"

He winces and shakes his head.

"I'm sorry! That was dumb." I know there is something more there.

"No that's a good question." He smiles. I smile back. I was getting better at this.

"[Y/N] [Y/L/N]. Yours?" My voice is starting to relax.

"Mikey Way."

Ugh why did this make me so giddy and dizzy. I simply smile. The bell rings. "So.. I'll see you around?" Mikey asks. "Yeah... I'd like that." I respond. He smiles and I do the same. He looks down at me for a few more seconds before walking away. I'm frozen. He turns around quickly as he walks and waves. I wave back and walk the opposite direction. Finally making progress. I go to my class much happier. Mikey, I keep saying in my head.

Space science goes by quick knowing that the guys name is Mikey.

When I get out and start walking Gerard meets me. "Hey where'd you go?"

"I was talking to Mikey."

His eyes go big "Mikey Way?"

"Yep." I smile.

"[Y/N] no! That's not a good guy! Not good for you anyway!"

"I thought you didn't know him!" I say firmly back.

"That doesn't matter!"

"You guys are related."

He rubs his hand on his face "He told you.."

"No.. I just assumed. What do you mean not good for me? We've only talk like.. well.. just this once."

"Just trust me."

I roll my eyes "Fine."

He nods and sighs in relief. Little did he know I just lied to his face.

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auspex · 10 months

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1 on 1 mark session recap! As always, sorry not a lot of context is given.

Mark first finished reading a book 'on thorns and their consequences' which was basically explaining how the sabbat came to be and their PoV on things and then with an anarch commentary towards the end expressing their disagreements. but on the first last page was red runic lettering which mark could not recognize and which sucked up his vitae when he placed it on it.

He tried to do some internet research and came across an obscure forum which claims to be for learning about obscure languages but actually seems to have a lot of vampires on it posting real and fake runes, kinda like testing each other

The runes mark was looking at were on there but the mod, who basically posts in every server, says 'you wont find anything about that in this life.' the posteris like 'cmon doesn't someone have any family who could help' and the mod replies 'ask J' so that smenacing.

idk if J is Julius? it probably isnt but anyway. mark has already reported reading this book to julius and so is gonna ask him about it cause he couldn't figure it out.

the rest of the night he spends teaching G -G is doing well and did remember his vowels : ) also explained to Gs sister how he made sure the investigation would stop and ask if she needed any other help. she asked if he could get them free or at least out of their current essentially prison sooner and mark said no but they would be out in a month to a month and a half. she didn't know how long that was. so he explained how torpor and weeks and months and years worked

she still didnt say thanks or bye to mark but there was maybe something where she was close to doing so

i love G im so glad he is doing well he learned a lot he is almost through the alphabet

ok now for the meat of the session. the next night he goes to the chantry to talk to cassidy about the books. Knocks on the door. no answer.

He is getting a bad feeling. represented irl by the ST playing absolutely terrifying music as i search for him.

In the chantry apartments there is an often ignored ghoul at the front and so then he asked her where Lilian’s apartment was (Cassidy’s best friend.). She told him. He knocked on her door. No answer.

Checks the cafeteria. nope. library. nope. physics department (where their circle head, Dr. White, is). Nope. He asks someone there if she had seen either of them. nope.

so i'm worried as hell

im trying to think what mark could do and im like. i cant scry on him cause i dont have anything of Cassidy’s.

and the st gives me a Look as if 2 say u do ur forgetting

But he kinda gives it to me for free hes like, ur wearing the same coat you did when you went to the movies

Turns out mark has cassidy's ticket. so thats close enough to being his so. mark does scry on him

its not super juicy but it is super concerning. Cassidy is by lilian in what is probably the side door in his haven that mark hasn’t been in. barricading the door. with a fuckton of furniture. and also pushing against it. lilian looks terrified. cassidy looks So Done With This Shit (tm). something is banging on the door.

so with that mark goes back to the ghoul and is like. So. Uhm. Yeah i actually have permission to enter cassidys haven yes. please let me in

she looks scared - mark put her in a real bad spot. If he doesn’t actually have permission and she lets him in he could get in trouble. but he reassures her that itis fine and his decision and nothing bad will happen.

so she says ok and goes to open the door (she is able to if she is doing so of her own consent, she functions as a key ig). As she goes to open it, Mark says uhm. they are doing experiments so when you open the door. back up. and she's like "okay?' and opens the door and immediately vine tentacle thingies burst out and she falls back on her ass and scrambles back, screaming

she gets away and mark engages in combat. its the same sort of monster, just smaller, as the one on his territory in the conservatory, that navigate by sound. it has a lion's mane around a beak in the center and vine like tentacles around it.

mark takes a LOT of damage in its first attack he had like 1 unharmed box left but he manages to win :)

cassidy and lilian pop out from the door and are like. mark is that you?

Cassidy’s haven is wreckt sadly. Mark's like. yeah its me. its dead. you can come out.

lilian is SO sad it's dead but she isnt mad at mark. its clear she wanted to subdue it but they had no way to do so and mark comments as such

she's like "i was sooo close " :(

cassidy looks So Done and is like. thank you for your assistance mark but how did you . get in.

mark is like. thats not really important right now, is it? cassidy says 'somewhat, but we can discuss that later'

mark says that unfortunately this made quite a lot of noise and the ghoul went screaming for help so time to get your stories straight.

theres a few other things said but then zach rolls up

If you dont know who zach is he is a newly turned tremere. dr. white's child. elevated into power due to his sire. he's a classic skater boy. hes head of security. he figured ALL of marks shit out when he broke into a lab - he is GOOD at his job despite his casual attitude. he says 'chill' all the time.

he skates up (yes skateboard in the hall) and asks whats up. mark says 'hi zach. it's chill, i handled it.' (Mark kinda likes Zach).

And hes like. 'whats chill? can you explain?' and marks like. looks at cassidy and lilian. 'they would know better i just came at the end' and cassidy’s like. looks at lilian as if to say to her. u did this shit u explain!

so lilian starts a story which is kind of obviously partially a lie.

she says that she was doing her research, developing off of Leanah's (which was the stuff mark uhm. stole and sabotaged for her). and she noticed this evening that some things were off. papers where she wouldn't normally leave them. but the chimera project was So Important (TM) for the chantry that she just HAD to press on. Oh Also I found this Lipstick (produces lipstick) that looks JUST like what Leeanah wears isnt that interesting! (zach has her put it in an evidence back for him). She says 'Cassidy even made a joke that maybe I should wear makeup more often." Cassidy grunts but keeps a poker face. he would obviously Never Fucking Say That and lilian is messing with him.

god i love them sm. mark also knows cassidy would never fucking make that joke

(explaining a story that may dictate ur fate as u are investigated. does not miss an opportunity to fuck w the bestie* girl!

she continues to say that she got the embryo (described as tadpole) out of the cauldron she starts growing it. and it kept well. growing.

she pauses there. zach is like. okay and? it grows and?

Cassidy steps in. 'when it got bigger than our couch we realized we had a problem.' (also hehe ‘our’ couch their friendship is everything 2 me…)

lilians like yes. then thankfully cassidy, with some assistance from mark, killed it. and here we are :) and then zach turns to mark and is like. what do you mean how did you get here how did you know.

and marks like Oh Well You Know "I was coming here for unrelated reasons, cassidy and myself are working together you see. And I had permission to enter. And obviously I would assist him in combat. *Coughs.*

he coughs cause i rolled 1 success on the lie T_T

zach is like. you have permission?? and cassidys like uh yes. 'as needed he can enter. its easier that way' so yay that ghoul won't get in trouble LOLLL mark got retroactive permission

even if each can tell he lied like. how do u call him on that when the person who was to have given him that permission said he did.

Liliana finishes up by describing how awful it was to be sabotage. At the end of her story. she says "Im sure leeanah would be very sorry if she saw the destruction she caused and would say so' and cassidy said 'i would not accept her apology' annnddd thiswent over my head but the st explained that was lilian apologizing to cassidy and cassidy telling her to fuck offlkdsafjlkdsjf

and zachs like. aight seems chill! (Perhaps all was not chill). lemme go in your haven here to see evidence of that sabotage

and cassidys like oh, please do let me clean up first :) and zachs like :) noo you should see my room haha its fine :) and then cassidsy like. okay fine. you do not have permission to enter my haven. which is something respected in the chantry

zachs like do u really wanna go down that route.

Cassidy appears to hesitate. Mark is FREAKINGGG out he CANNOOTTTT find those books mark had him gather. thankfully cassidy says. Yes. Yes I do.

And so zach says fine thats chill. ill see you soon- and he has one of his guys (he had a small posse with him) stay. cassidys like. well that was a mess. mark says yes. which is why you should start cleaning it. do you want help.

The person Zach left behind enters cassidys room and was making sure the pc was ok. mark is like cassidy is that ok?? and cassidy says 'oh, hes chill.' It seems this was the little fucker that set up the pc and internet for cassidy in the first place! cassidy makes friends with fledglings :) he doesn't speak but cassidy calls him Hack. because that's what he does, ig

Anyway. Mark helps lilian gather monster body parts to the center of the room where she starts some sort of chanting incantation to get rid of it. cassidy goes into his Side Room to start cleaning. When mark is done gathering body parts he knocks and peeks into the side hallway. cassidy tells him to enter and mark starts helping him put books away

well first theres this hallway which has 2 doors. mark enters door two with cassidy.

its a beautiful study room with mostly books, but also some old clothes, including a duster (COWBOY CASSIDY REAL...) and a painting with someone in a cuirass but the face is oddly blurry

also, all the books do not have legible titles.

with sense the unseen it seems the chandelier in the room has some sort of enchantment blurring those things out

there is also a TALL ASS stack of those notebooks he writes in. Mark glances at it and looks at cassidy who pauses and says. i need to call in a favor. can you just keep packing books away for 10 mins ? and marks like Sure

and hes left alone in cassidys study. but he decides to NOT snoop and figures he wouldnt be able to read shit anwyay due to that enchantment so he does literally just put books away.

Cassidy returns and unfolds a piece of paper that he remembers Wendy using before - its like. a bag of holding.

he unfolds it and puts it under the stack of notebooks carefully . the note books fall in. then he carefully, very very very carefully, folds it up. mark comments 'got a few years in there, huh?" he replies "A good deal more than that.".

but yeah theres also furniture and stuff everywhere btw, its a mess. The pack up books. During this time mark asked like. ok we cant keep these books about resisting blood bonds in her haven. and Cassidy is like. really mark. you're gonna make me haul them from the library every time ur gonna read them, and mark is like. sorry. yeah : )

They finish and return to the mainroom. lilian is on the floor, hands splayed, miserable. done with everything. cassidy makes a point to step over her.

cassidy and mark hauled books up to lillian's haven which was much smaller. and complained about stairs. together <3 lol

When they return hack is no where to be found. cassidy looks around and comments that the should not be in the back rooms. he does open the door to the second room but he asks mark to step back so he cant see in : (anyway mark ends up finding zach with sense the unseen (he went Invisible ig) and he was rifling upstairs through lillian's things

cassidy is like 'hack ive been through enough tonight please just give it back' and hack goes to the computer and types:

";)

I have to give them something, y''no"

and cassidy is like. sigh. will this make our unlives harder in the future. and he writes

"maybe a little"

and marks says “you know what that's fair” <- has done the same shit of finding something Smaller so it proves he was Trying but actually not

cassidy comments that he is sad about his clothes getting thrown around and wrecked - 'over the decades he had collected quite a collection, some of which are hard if not impossible to replace' and mark comments 'i hope the tv is ok too'

and upon saying that cassidy actually reacts as opposed to being stone faced "Oh no you're right, the tv!" and he goes right for it

drops to his knees to prop it back up. and theres a crack through a fourth of it. he looks so sad. mark turns it on and it does still display but there is that crack

mark is like its ok we can get another and cassidy is like ' but this was my first tv :('. hes sentimental about it my fucking HEART

marks like. im sorry. i can help you pick out a new one maybe. cassidy says he'll likely take mark up on that. and mark also says maybe it could be fixed and cassidy says he will also try that

but yeah its cute that he got attached to the tv T_T (edited)

anyway zach skates right back in after the bit with hack that i described above. and says. ok in the name of the authority invested in me by blah blah blah... everyone but you, get out please! (hack being that one)

sooo the three leave. And mark is like.well. good luck with everything.

Cassidy and lilian do not look very happy but give ike a half hearted thanks

mark is lowkey like. ok u could be a bit more thankful i saved ur ass and helped u clean up but OKAy . . . .

cassidy also mentions that they can still work on their shared research in a few nights

oh also mark finally got the opportunity to ask if they had showers and they do not and mark is like. wow that sucks.

Cassidy diddnt seem to care but like. dude. imagine only having washrooms. L.

thats the session!

#mark vtm oc

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stormyoceans · 1 year

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monica monica monica, i just had a random thought about morkday and now i will be manifesting it to happen, or something like it, bc it would be So Good (at least i think so being an angst lover)

they have an argument of some sort and mork storms off. he doesnt show up to work the next day or two so day tries to go looking for him along the paths that they've walked together and he gets hurt some how, i don't know don't yell at me. night calls mork and he quite literally drops everything and straight up runs to the hospital and day instantly knows when he steps in the room bc he smells like the mechanic shop. enter: tearful apologies and "im okay"s and maybe hand holding that makes night realize just how much they care about each other?

anywayssss, it really last twilight brainrot hours 24/7 <3<3

IN A DEAD FAINT IN FRONT OF MY SCREEN AFTER EXPERIENCING THE EMOTIONAL EQUIVALENT OF BEING FLUNG DIRECTLY INTO A BRICK WALL AT TOP SPEED AND HAVING AN HIGH ENERGY PROTON BEAM FROM A PARTICLE ACCELERATOR PASSING DIRECTLY THROUGH MY BRAIN CASSI THIS IS SOOOOO [SCREAMING SHAKING CRYING CHEWING MY WAY THROUGH KEVLAR]

NO BECAUSE THE THING IS!!!!!!! i can actually see this happening so well!!!!!!! like okay do you know that quick moment in the trailer where night is right outside day's room while mork is drying day's hair and night has this look on his face that just screams 'something is going on there and i don't like it'???? and then there's that scene where mork tells day's mom "i know the boundaries of my responsibility" and day hears it AND THEN right after that there's day's mom hugging him????? imagine night suspecting something is going on between mork and day and eventually sharing this suspicion with their mother because he feels protective over his brother and by doing so he confirms what she was already afraid of (because mork and day aren't subtle AT ALL) and for whatever reason she isn't happy with them getting too close (maybe because she thinks mork isn't sincere and she doesn't want day to get hurt, or maybe it's because of class prejudice) so she talks to mork to make sure he knows his place and this ends up making all of mork's self doubts flare up and gnaw at him, which means that when day confronts him about what he said to her, he just.. agrees with her. tells day they're too different and that this is just a job for him anyway

so they fight, like you said. and it's a very ugly fight, where they both say things they don't really mean. as bad as it gets, though, day still expects mork to show up the next day because mork ALWAYS shows up: even when day was actively trying to chase him away at the beginning, mork still kept coming. but he doesn't, now, not even the following day, or the one after that. day tries to reach out but he gets no reply and at some point his mom tells him that it's better like this, that it was gonna happen sooner or later and that they're gonna find someone else to take care of day and that day is gonna forget about mork soon. and day is just so damn tired of people telling him what's best for him and treating him like he can no longer decide for himself, so he says you know what fuck this and goes to look for mork

but then he gets hurt and night calls mork because he can tell his brother is suffering without him and mork runs to the hospital at the speed of light and at that point you couldn't separate them even if you tried (no one actually tries to, thankfully, because even day's mom can tell they love each other at this point)

ANYWAY I FEEL VERY MUCH LIKE THAT GIF OF A WOMAN TALKING TO HERSELF RN THIS IS SO GONNA ACTUALLY HAPPEN THANK YOU FOR THE DERANGEMENT CASSI IM GONNA WALK INTO TRAFFIC

#'day instantly knows when he steps into the room because he smells like the mechanic shop' not to sound dramatic but im about to kill myself #i ain't getting to this show with my sanity still intact IM TELLING YOU #THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR SHARING THIS WITH ME CASSI I FEEL SUICIDAL NOW #also haven't reread any of this so sorry if it's a mess ;;;;;;;;;#last twilight the series #morkday #m: ask #cassi 💙#knocking myself out i need to SHUT UP i need to sleep

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shintsukibot · 2 years

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Here’s my tribute to Shakenilla

Vanilla: (sitting off on a small curb outside a big club that’s currently having a rave, all alone)

Shake: (pops his head out and sits next to her after he gets pushed out by Noodles)

Vanilla: “Shouldn’t you be dancing with those sluts you were with?”

Shake: “Well, most are either passed out or about to from drinking. Also it was…. gettin…. kinda stuffy in there yknow.”

Vanilla: “Sorry for losing it in front of you and everyone, I don’t know if it was the alcohol or something….. *frustrated sigh* God, I’m such a woman!”

Shake: “Yeah… a real good one to. Lemme tell you somethin Van, out of all the chicks in there, not gonna lie you the best knock-out broad of em all. In fact, I don’t think you look good around whores like those, doesn’t suit ya.”

Vanilla: “You… like that?”

Shake: “Well I mean I like big boobs and ass on a woman as much as the next guy but really the one I wanted to look at the most is you. And that’s the truth totally not any booze talkin.”

Vanilla (hiding a smirk): “You sure?”

Shake: “Well party-crapper Frylock told me I could only have half a beer and he ducked Noodles on me to make sure so…. Preeetty sure Im not buzzed.”

Vanilla: “Heh…. Frankly that’s good, you get… funky when you’re under influence”

Shake (in a flirtatious tone): “Funky? Care to elaborate, Vanny?”

Vanilla: “Shut up, you’re such an ass.”

Shake: “A sexy ass wouldn’t you say?”

Vanilla (trying not to smile): “No!”

Shake: “Well not compared to yours anyway.”

Vanilla: “You are drunk!”

Shake: “No, I’m not! Out of all the times I’ve ever lied to anyone in my life, this is not one of them!”

Vanilla: “I don’t know if I can believe you…”

Shake: “Well then believe me when I say this, you are the hottest chick in the entire fuckin planet in my opinion which is always correct!”

Vanilla: “……You really think so?”

Shake: “I know so, toots. And I will happily say that over and over again until you believe me! Cause I know you like me!”

Vanilla: “No I don’t…”

Shake: “No wait, you’re right, you love me!”

Vanilla (blushing): “No!”

Shake: “You dig me so much you’d end up in China twice if you used a shovel! And if you’re not gonna be the one to say it then fine, I’ll say it for you!” (Clears throat) “I like you.”

Vanilla: “…”

Shake: “No that doesn’t sound right….. I super dig you! No that’s cheesy… I’m head over…. Nah that’s kiddish, I want nothing more than to sit on your… aww God Damn it none of this sounds good!” (Hits his own face)

Vanilla: “No it’s ok, that’s good enough for me.”

Shake: “Oh it is? Well ya could’ve told me sooner, I just embarrassed myself for no…”

Vanilla (covers Shake’s mouth): “Shake.”

Shake (muffled): “What?”

Vanilla (leaning in to his face): “Shut up.”

(Lip smooching commenses)

Shake (during the smooching): “Hey, how’d you know my favorite flavor was cherry?-“

Vanilla: “Stop talking.”

Shake: “Aight babe.”

Bonus:

Frylock (having noticed what happened): “You better not follow suit with that with your frickin Moon boyfriend.”

Noodles: “Too late to tell me that.”

Frylock: “WHAT?!?!”

[Vanilla belongs to @jouken1douji]

#athf #aqua teen hunger force #my writing #teehee #athf oc #master shake #vanilla belongs to joukendouji #frylock #noodles #noodles the ramen cup #shakenilla #noodlenokt #if Shake is ooc then I’m not sorry because vanny needs something good in her life #could be good or gijinka either work

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abcdosaka · 6 months

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i feel like this was kinda a long time coming but it definitely feels weird to write it down.

having a weird time trying to, i guess, 'solve' my sex life and kinda by extension love life and reconcile it with having an actual relationship with my family. the hilarious part is the thing that brought this on was me shopping for toys lmao. this post is like half sex half depression.

like i was browsing dildos bc i wanna try to experience penetration for once without clenching up like a vise grip like i wanna try to learn to enjoy it bc ngl im getting a bit of fomo of all the other girlies out there. and also ive never really had the opportunity to kinda explore different things sexually like maybe i was just afraid but now that im basically financially independent its like i want to try. the same way i tried last year but this time i dont feel like there's other people or things holding me back. except there kinda is

anyway the entire time i was thinking like wait isnt this kinda like analogous to a man's penis? yeah no shit but its the realistic ones specifically that get me. i'm like wait i really do not like that. it really shoves in your face that like this is a MALE sex organ (which ya ik gender and sex is not real but for all intents and purposes in this case, it’s male). and its weird its like my brain kinda gets that im a lesbian but there's a disconnect with my body somewhere. like ok i know there's a huge thing about this and its like stepping on a minefield but just for me personally. i never thought i had a strong genital preference specifically like i always thought well, i like boobs and i like pussy and if i'm like watching porn or whatever and a dick pops up im like cool fine that is an object thats not a human. sorry to anyone i dehumanized just now. but its not like i HATE dick i think its alright sometimes even great but is it something i want inside me? idk. not really. especially not face to face with a man its just disturbing idk.

but point is im still kinda mentally in denial somewhere like my brain thinks theres some deep trauma or problem or bias against men that needs to be solved so that i can like men. but ive never been through a trauma like that. and obviously im well aware i am a little sexist like i dont vibe well with men. is that why? like i don't like the idea of having to have a relationship with a man bc i need to feel superior somehow? or maybe not superior but just not inferior. like its just more equal between women. yeah i think thats maybe it. but i feel like thats not just it. i also feel like theres some biologic instinct that turns me off to them. or maybe its nature vs nurture and ive nurtured myself so hard that im like well i can't like men now. the weird part about that is that i'd think it should be the other way around. like how straight incels will be like god i wish i was gay but i can't help being attracted to women. its a question ive been trying to solve for a decade and maybe i already know the answer but idk how to feel solid about it

anyway i saw one that was so cute it was like a bunch of pink hearts but its way too girthy. plus it was like $55 which is just. its probably normal for dildo prices that arent the microplastics shein ones but also like seriously. i might wait for if it goes on sale if i think ill like it after i try a smaller one. ill have to order it next week bc i wanna ship it to the post office so theres no chance my upstairs neighbour would get it by accident. but tbh ive experienced enough embarassing things that when i recall them i dont even get embarassed im just numb so i think if that happened itll just go in the numb pile or maybe funny pile.

now to the kinda sad part. how tf do i tell my family? ive always known that im gonna have to tell them sooner or later and id do it after im financially independent but this is the thing in my way that i was talking about. my family is not perfect or even close at all but idk. they kind of are all i got. yeah i have friends but nobody close enough to call in an emergency or whatever. and i feel a bit bad bc they have actually done a lot for me. like the shit before uni was whatever like thats what you do for family but everything they helped me with during uni, even though i hated it, i did need their help. i guess if i had other people to rely on i wouldn't have. but im a really fucking guarded person like i really dont like trusting people like that. at least with my family i believe they wouldn't screw me over bc of something petty. i moved halfway across the country so i could have the sort of privacy i wanted and seems like my mom knows that but i talked to her today and she was like maybe i could come visit in july and i was like alright i guess. but now im like wait so what happens if i start dating.

i actually really dislike that it seems like everyone in my family, extended and all, all of the sudden wants to hang out all the fucking time.

you know i bet they wouldn't even acknowledge it. in which case im not gonna acknowledge that they aren't acknowledging it. like ill just pretend they accept it. i need to make some queer friends here like actually

or maybe it isn't as big a deal as i think it is. i do live pretty far away. wtf are they gonna do from all the way over there lmao. nobody's gonna kill me over it. worst is i probably get disowned or cut off. or ill have to be the villain and cut them off. thatll be interesting

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blu3jae · 2 years

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I feel like I’m gonna take up too much space if I keep posting new posts, so I’m just gonna put all of my thoughts into one big post with different fonts.

My favorite social medias are the medias where you don’t actually have to be ✨social✨.

I regret not having watched Cowboy bebop sooner, it’s really good. I’m also suddenly understanding the references to a LOT of music people have been using as end credits now.

Starbucks was named “Starbucks” for such a fucking dumb reason.

(It literally reads like a dude using a business version of astrology to figure out what to name his new coffee Business. -10/10, I’ve met authors, I’ve seen some shady reasons to name characters different things, but that one was just dumb.)

A canary is just… the wrong color yellow.

The movie and theater production of “if I were a rich man” is so much better than Britney spear’s “If I were a rich girl”, however, whenever I think of the song in my head, I automatically think of the Spears’ version, so kudos I guess.

On the subject of Mrs. Spears, did you know that the song “hit me baby one more time” was a misunderstanding from one of the song writers, who didn’t realize that the phrase he was trying to say was “Hit me up, baby, one more time”? It’s also still a classic tho.

TikTok has made my habit of songs getting stuck in my head exponentially WORSE because now not only is:

The songs usually something fun, but absurd out of context, like the whole “I wanna be your friend forever- I wanna be a Modern! Dancer!… what a super weird thing to say that 🎶 came out of no-where🎶”, but ALSO-

PEOPLE KNOW WHAT SONGS IM SINGING. THEY KNOW WHERE I GOT THE SONGS FROM. THEY KNOW WHATS ON MY FYP. ITS TRAUMATIZING TO BE AT WORK AND TO BE CALLED OUT BECAUSE I WAS HUMMING THE SUBWAY SURFERS SONG UNDER MY BREATH.

Not cool, internet.

My mom got me a Bob Ross bauble head, for my early birthday, and it is my new favorite thing.

I put it on my shrine of things next to all my other things. I am v happy. She also sent me a book to hold my coins in so I can display all of the coins I’ve collected. I’ve got all 50 states (last one was Indiana!) but now I’m working on the national parks. None of them are really worth any monitary value, but it is fun to collect them.

My favorite thing is the fact that my coworkers realized that I like coins, so anytime anyone pays with any cool or interesting coins, they save them for me to look at.

I only started being interested in coins recently, cuz they started having MAYA FREAKING ANGELOU on the quarters, and I thought that was just the coolest thing. It spiraled from there. The whole recent quarter series on women tho is just the best.

Lol also, like, don’t ask, but maybe one time when I was reading a… fun comic strip (one that really put the word “Strip” into a comic, lol) I got 110% wholly distracted from said comic strip because there was an ad on the side for rare quarters. I don’t think I’ve ever quite hit peak nerd as I did right there, and I think the only other time I came close to it was either when I was watching deep lore videos for skyrim or legitimately filling several pages of a notebook with algebra to be able to maximize food output in a mobile videogame.

Anyways, this is getting long, so I’ll go ahead and just post it.

#funny #britney spears #starbucks #cowboy bebop #tiktok #Bob Ross #quarters #geezums #that’s a wild mix of topics right there

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kiribaku-trash · 6 years

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Chapter Seven of an Explosive Tale of Love and Ships

Chapter 6, Chapter 8

Read it on AO3

Masterlist

(special thanks to @bs-squad for writing the part with all the flashbacks)

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Mina had spent enough time working with Bakugou to know when he was bluffing. She had happily exited the ship with Kaminari, Sero, and Uraraka in tow, using her magic to propel them the extra distance to shore. The witch had remained silent during the entire exchange, she was probably waiting to see the outcome of the argument before speaking. Bakugou got into fights and arguments with his crew every other week so Mina wasn’t surprised that he’d started butting heads with Eijirou only a few days after the dragon joined the crew. Although, despite Bakugou’s temper, normally it took more than saying a quick ‘hello’ to get him that angry.

Mina sucked in a quick breath and stomped through the underbrush. Obviously she had seen the way Bakugou’s face turned bright red every time Ei got too close. She had originally thought that he just wasn’t used to the dragon’s lack of personal boundaries but now she wasn’t so sure. Bakugou wasn’t a very subtle person and it was easy for Mina to assume that maybe he liked Ei more than he let on. A lot more.

Shaking her head, Mina decided she was deep enough in the forest to let her glamour drop. With a wave of her hand she dissolved the magic, basking in the energy that was no longer spent keeping up her human appearance.

“I thought your magic felt different.” Uraraka said. “I never thought I’d see a faerie in person.” She paused. “Although I said the same thing about Kirishima-kun, didn’t I.”

“We should hurry,” Sero said, squinting up at the parts of the sky that were visible through the heavy canopy of leaves. “It’s getting dark.”

Kaminari nodded in agreement. “Any ideas where a dragon would- AHHH!”

Uraraka acted quickly, jerking out her hand just in time to release a wave of magic that pooled underneath where Kaminari was standing. He hovered a few feet from where he had been walking, a massive drop right beneath his feet. Kaminari face paled at the sight, and he sighed with relief as Uraraka pulled him back towards the group and dropped him to the ground.

“That was close,” Mina said. She approached the edge of the drop slowly, taking each step with precaution. It was a steep decline, covered in dead bushes and sharp stones. Except there was one part of the drop that had nothing except a trail of broken branches and upturned dirt. At the bottom sat two sets of footprints.

“Could that be him?” Kaminari asked, his voice shaking from his sudden brush with possible death.

Mina nodded slowly. “I don’t think anyone else would come down here this late.”

The group stood in heavy silence before Sero finally spoke.

“Except for whoever left those prints.”

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Momo let out a deep sigh of relief as the Barbarian King was hauled onto the deck of the ship. She silently thanked whoever had designed it for including the added feature of a net. She was lucky enough that a few seconds after being pulled above the surface, Bakugou immediately began coughing up water and gasping for breath. He wasn’t dead, which was always a good thing. Technically it wouldn’t have mattered, the conditions for his arrest were for him to be brought back dead or alive, but the thought of killing a former comrade (or anyone for that matter) gave Momo an uneasy feeling in her stomach.

Bakugou met her gaze with an intense glare but it was hard for him to look intimidating with chattering teeth and sopping wet hair sticking to the sides of his face. Momo’s skin paled as he rose to his feet, directing his palm so it sat only a foot away from her face. Yellow sparks danced across his hand as his arm tensed, ready to fire. Momo prepared herself for the heat and fire and pain of being hit head-on by an explosion, except it never came. Bakugou looked as surprised as she did when only a small plume of smoke and steam rose from his palm. He wasted no time to try again, only to get the same effect.

Momo stared in disbelief at the Barbarian King and how easily a bit of water was able to weaken his explosions to the point of being almost nonexistent. Speaking of explosions, Momo studied Bakugou’s hands. The leather gloves he was wearing surely would have stopped the heat from getting through, or burned up in the process. A small gasp escaped her lips as she came to a realization.

“Remove the gloves,” she ordered her guards. “Those are what are causing his explosions.”

For some reason the Bakugou found her words funny. He barked out a harsh laugh and held out one of his hands, all while maintaining an intense eye contact.

“I’d like to see you try,” His voice had a slight rasp to it. It was probably caused by spending the past five minutes coughing up river water.

Momo’s scowl deepened as she observed her guard try and fail at pulling the glove from Bakugou’s hand. She motioned for the guard to move aside and tried herself, only proving her suspicions that some form of invisible (probably magical) force was keeping it held in place.

She scoffed at the Barbarian King’s triumphant smile. She would just have to hope the magic would remain weak until they arrived at the capital. “Take him to the brig.”

Bakugou’s smirk faded for half a second before he forced it back into place.

“Who the fuck even are you anyways?” He asked, struggling against the guards trying to ‘escort’ him below deck. “You look familiar.”

Momo held up her hand, the guards paused.

“You don’t remember me?” she asked. “We were in the same division. We trained together!”

Bakugou slowly shook his head. “I don’t have fucking time to remember the name of every extra who gets in my way.”

“Then remember mine.” Momo replied, staring him down with fierce rage. “My name is Yaoyorozu Momo. One month ago I was sent on a mission to retrieve a dragon from a lost island. You may have heard about it.” Her gaze intensified as Bakugou’s lips curled into a deep frown. “I was given permission to obliterate anything that stood in my way. And that,” she said, pausing to draw her sword and point it the Barbarian King, “includes you.”

Bakugou growled at her. Momo sheathed her sword and turned away. “Get him out of my sight.” She listened to the sound of Bakugou’s struggling faded below deck and smiled, hiding a twinge of doubt. Her mission was finally nearing an end.

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Eijirou knew that he shouldn’t have been surprised when Mina showed up in the mouth of the cave, followed by the rest of Bakugou’s crew.

“Ei!” She shouted at the top of her lungs the moment the two made eye contact.

Eijirou was frozen in place. He could feel the corner of his lips tugging upwards in a broad smile as he approached his pink friend. “Min-”

A wall of flame caused Eijirou to jump backwards.

“Don’t come any closer.” Todoroki threatened; his left side was smoking and Eijirou could feel blistering heat come off him in waves.

A high pitched squeak came from the other side of the room. Midoriya closed the space between him and Todoroki within a matter of seconds, grabbing the latter’s hand and giving it a tight squeeze. “Todoroki! What are you doing?”

Eijirou could barely hear the distant yells of his friends from the other side of the roaring flames.

“I told you we couldn’t trust him!” Todoroki yelled back. The flames grew in size, spitting red hot sparks in every direction. “They’re going to take us back!”

Midoriya squeezed Todoroki’s hand tighter. “Calm down, we can talk this out.”

“You don’t understand,” Todoroki’s voice shook.“My father will kill you if we go back.”

“Todoroki-” Midoriya paused, as if rethinking his words. “Shouto, you know I won’t let that happen.”

Todoroki clenched his jaw, averting his eyes from Midoriya’s gaze. Eijirou shuffled his feet and looked down at the floor, feeling as though he wasn’t supposed to be seeing such a close moment between the two.

With a heavy sigh Midoriya wrapped his arms around Todoroki. Eijirou felt the heat of the fire lessen, the wall of flame thinned enough for him to be able to see Mina’s pink skin on the other side.

Eventually the fire faded away entirely and Eijirou found himself sprinting over to the spot where Mina stood. He spread out his arms, about to wrap her in the biggest hug he could manage but was stopped in his tracks. Mina, Kaminari, Sero, and Uraraka all had their gaze trained on the red and white haired boy behind him.

“What’s wrong?” Eijirou asked, allowing his gaze to fall on Todoroki as well.

“That’s Prince Todoroki Shouto,” Kaminari said, shock forcing his voice to be no louder than a whisper. “He’s been missing for two years.”

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Momo buried her head deep in her hands as she exhaled slowly. A nearby lantern swayed back and forth, casting ominous shadows across the room. She peeked through her fingers at the book layings in front of her. It’s worn cover stood out drastically against the pristine quality of everything else in the library.

Momo and her crew had arrived in the capital only a few hours ago. The moment they had docked they were immediately swarmed by crowds of commoners desperate to see the Barbarian King finally captured and ready to face the consequences of his actions. Although, after searching through pages and pages of history and records, Momo was beginning to wonder how many of said actions were actually performed by Bakugou himself.

With another heavy sigh she turned the page. The books itself was old, probably from way before she was born. It held records from all over the kingdom, most of them from the beginning of the war between Endeavor’s men and the old king. She scanned the paper with boredom, flipping the page once she reached the end of the text. She blinked in disbelief when she saw the title of the chapter before her.

‘Dragons, Faeries, and Other Magical Creatures.’

Bakugou wasn’t the only person Momo was trying to find out about. The pages fluttered with soft crinkles as she searched through the chapter until she found what she was looking for. It was only a short paragraph, but it was still enough to give her some insight on the creature she had been hunting;

‘After making deals with many leaders of the various flocks of dragons located throughout our kingdom, The Flame King used them to win the ongoing civil war between him and All Might. Although, The Flame King refused to keep his end of the deal, instead, using his newfound power over the kingdom to drive the dragons past its borders. There are rumours that a single dragon was caught and is currently being held by the king but there are no ways of verifying the information.’

Momo’s mind drifted back to the broken chains scattered across the floor of the tower. She wrinkled her nose in disgust.

“You should be sleeping.” A tired voice rang through the library, making Momo nearly jump out of her skin.

“Aizawa-sensei!” Momo addressed her former mentor with surprise. “I didn’t notice you.”

Aizawa simply nodded at the remark. “I couldn’t get the gloves off.”

Momo’s face fell. Aizawa was one of the best magic users in the kingdom (mainly because the rest were executed) and if he couldn’t break the curse on the gloves, no one could.

“I did manage to temporarily disable the explosions.” He continued, eyes drooping with tiredness. “I’m going to go take a nap.”

Momo rubbed her own eyes once Aizawa had left. She had been so focused on her research that she hadn’t even noticed the hours that had gone by. One look out of a small window behind a bookshelf told Momo it was the middle of the night. She rose from her chair and trudged drowsily back to her room. It was going to be a long week.

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Katsuki clenched his fists at his sides as he watched the steady rain drops outside the small barred window in his cell. It was the middle of the night but he refused to sleep, opting to use all of his time to figure out a plan of escape. One would think that after seven hours with nothing to do but think, that Katsuki would have figured something out. But he had achieved nothing but a few bruised knuckles and a shallow crack in the wall in front of him.

A strangled sound escaped Katsuki’s throat as he fell to his knees, burying his head in his hands. He had no way to escape, he’d tried everything from breaking the bars to trying to fit out the window. Nothing had worked. His only hope would be that someone would come rescue him, but he doubted it. For the first time in his life he was beginning to regret his actions. He knew that he drove everyone away but for some reason he had thought that Kirishima would be different. He was stupid for trusting anyone, especially someone he had barely met.

Katsuki was dragged out of his train of thought by the sound of a door opening and shutting. Footsteps echoed from the stone floor. Katsuki straightened his back and morphed his face into the most defiant expression he could muster as a single person approached the bars.

“Bakugou,” Yaoyorozu said; her voice shook slightly and she avoided making eye contact with him. “I’ve just been informed that your execution has been scheduled for three days from now.”

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A smile crossed Eijirou’s face as he watched his two, newly made, friend groups collide. He was excited to go on whatever journey they were about to embark on. Although, he could feel an emptiness growing inside of him. A void that Bakugou had left when the two had split up that he couldn't fill.

“Is everything okay?” Mina’s cheery voice rang through the air.

Eijirou put on his best impression of a smile before answering the faerie. “Yeah, I just wish Bakugou was here.”

“Why.” Mina’s voice turned dark. “He was a total dick to you.”

Eijirou shrugged. He decided against continuing the conversation.

“Are you two talking about Bakugou Katsuki?”

Eijirou exhaled deeply through his nose. Despite only knowing Midoriya for less than two days, Eijirou had quickly learned that he had some of the worst timing in existence.

“Uh, yeah.” Mina replied. “Do you know him?”

Midoriya laughed nervously. “Me and Kacchan used to be…” He paused for a moment, as if he was trying to think of the right word to use. “...friends.”

Mina blinked in surprise. “You were friends?!? With Captain ‘I hate everyone, bow down before me extras’ Bakugou?!”

Midoriya nodded. “Yeah. Me and Kacchan used to be part of the royal guard until King Endeavour came into power. Kacchan left before me, then I left with Todoroki-kun.”

“Wait, Bakugou was in the royal guard?!” Eijiro exclaimed.

“Oh, that’s right, you didn’t know that Ei.” Mina said. “Bakugou was a soldier in the guard, but he left pretty early. Couldn’t stand the guards, absolutely despised King Endeavour, and overall had a deep fascination with magical objects and artifacts and left to hunt the seas. I don’t know too much about his early life since he’s quiet about it, but I know snippets of rumours from my time roaming the kingdom before I joined the crew.” She laughed. “You’ll never believe how I joined the crew, Ei. What do you think happened? Here’s a hint: I was the last member to join before you, and it has something to do with me being a faerie.”

“Is that why he let you join? Because you’re magic?” Eijiro tried.

Mina shook her head. “Nope. I was being chased out of a village by some angry folks who found out I knew magic, and I ran into Bakugou when he was being chased by his own mob who had recognized him as the Barbarian King. We kinda just looked at each other before nodding and he let me onto the boat. Never asked questions, just let me join the crew as long as he could boss me around and captain.”

“Are we talking about how we first joined the crew?” Sero butted into the conversation, along with Kaminari and Todoroki.

Mina nodded.

Sero cracked his knuckles. “Then do I have a story for you. I was actually the first member of Captain’s crew. It all started back when the Cap got his ship…or should I say stole...”

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3 YEARS EARLIER…

The sun glistened off the water as the Dragon sailed through the sea, sending up a spray of white mist. Sailors bustled around the deck as the ship entered a narrow passage between two cliffs and carefully navigated the channel.

“A’right ya mangy mutts, ‘isten up.” growled the captain of the ship, an older man with a tangled beard. “We’re c’ose to the next port, but this here channe’ is a fine commonground for fi’thy thieves and pirates, so aye want all hands on deck and ‘ookout. Is that c’ear?!”

“Aye, Captain.” the crew echoed back.

Despite the best efforts of the crew, however, disaster still managed to strike that day. As they turned the corner, a ear shattering yell of ‘DIE’ echoed between the cliffs and a lone figure leaped onto the ship. His presence was impressive and commanding, and he drew two sharp swords from his belt.

“Alright you extras, listen up!” he shouted. “This ship belongs to me now! Get out now or dare challenge me. Only one way you’re getting out alive, and it ain’t through the challenge.”

The captain gave a boisterous laugh. “Why should we ‘isten to you-”

There was a flash of metal, and the tangled beard of the captain fluttered to the floorboards of the deck. He raised a hand to his freshly shaven chin in shock, his face going pale.

“Why?” growled the loner. “I’m Katsuki Bakugou, the Barbarian King. Now. LEAVE.”

The captain gulped and jumped overboard. The rest of the crew looked at each other before following suit. Those stubborn enough the refuse quickly got a boot to the face that shoved them overboard too.

Finally, there was only one member of the crew left; a tall, skinny guy Bakugou’s age, dressed in a plain white and brown sailor suit like some bartender or adventurer. With a shit-eating grin on his face, he casually spun the wooden wheel of the ship.

“When I said everybody, I meant everybody, extra.” Bakugou snapped. “Get off.”

“Oh, I totally would.” the crewmate said cheerfully. “But I’m just concerned over one thing. How are you-” he spun the wheel lazily- “gonna steer a ship by yourself?”

Bakugou opened his mouth to reply before stopping, his hand raised. “I-”

“Don’t care who you are or how great you may be,“ the crewmate interrupted, “you ain’t captaining a ship without a crew. So, wanna reconsider that little order? Cause I’ll happily jump overboard if you think you can make it to the next town without sinking. But that’s the problem, isn’t it?” There was a mischievous twinkle in his eyes, a glittering spark of white in a pool of liquid obsidian. “You can’t go into that town over pretence of being spotted. You’ll have to sail even further by yourself. So, wanna let me join your crew?”

Bakugou grudgingly nodded yes.

“Cool.” the crewmate smiled. “I’m Sero Hanta, at your service, Captain.”

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“You outsmarted Kacchan???” Midoriya asked in disbelief.

“Yep, first (and only) time.” Sero said proudly.

“That may be cool and all,” Kaminari said with a sly grin, “but did you outsmart two people when you first joined?”

“Wait, did you convince both Sero and Bakugou to let you join?” Eijiro asked.

“Not exactly, but sortoff. Let me tell you the story…”

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2 YEARS and 49 WEEKS EARLIER…

It had been a couple of weeks since Sero had joined Bakugou’s crew. They docked at a village port to gather some supplies for their first hunt for a magical item after finally getting their first proper lead.

“Guard the ship, Soy-Sauce, I’m going into town. Don’t burn the ship down while I’m gone, and don’t let anyone on.” Bakugou growled.

“Aye, Captain.” Sero pulled up the ramp as Bakugou stormed down the dock.

Sero grabbed a mop and cleaned the deck from the dusty prints of Bakugou’s constant stomping. He hummed a jolly sailor tune as he worked, stopping from time to time to glance around the ship and at the empty dock as lookout. Birds flew overhead, their wingbeats like the soft rustling of leaves in the wind. A brown feather fluttered down from the sky at one point and smacked into his face; he spat it out and let it glide float onto the soft rolling waves before continuing to mop.

When he finished, he stepped back to the wheel and smiled in satisfaction. The deck sparked in the sunlight, gleaming like the treasure they would hopefully find.

“Hey, SOY-SAUCE!” Bakugou’s voice echoed around the dock. “I’m back!”

Sero dropped the ramp and Bakugou climbed aboard, holding a box of supplies. “We need a signal for that so it looks professional, like an arm signal or something.” he muttered, dropping the box on some crates as Sero pulled the ramp back up. “You mopped the deck, good. Let’s go, I don’t want to be fucking spotted. Set a course for our next destination.”

“Oooh, that sounds fun, where’re we going?” a voice from above called.

Bakugou and Sero’s head shot up. Leaning over the side of the crow’s nest was a young guy their age. His joyful grin and golden eyes was hidden in the shade of a robin-hood hat tipped with two brown feathers, and he was wearing falconer inspired outfit complete with gloves.

“Wh- HEY! WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?! GET THE FUCK OFF MY BOAT!” Bakugou yelled, reaching into his belt for one of his swords before realizing he didn’t bring them into town.

The stranger grabbed one of the ropes and swiftly slid down the sails, landing lightly on the deck of the ship in a matter of seconds. He flicked a feather from his shoulder and stuck out a hand for a handshake.

Bakugou and Sero simply stared at him. Bakugou scowled and crossed his arms, waiting for a response.

“Alrighty then, no handshake I guess.” the stranger shrugged. “Oh well, your loss. I’m Kaminari Denki, traveller extraordinaire! Cool boat. Where’re we headed first?”

“We? ‘You’ are getting the fuck off this boat. How the hell did you get on in the first place?” Bakugou growled.

“Yeah, I never saw you sneak aboard.” Sero added.

“Oh, I have some experience.” Kaminari grinned. “So, we headed out or nah? Doesn’t matter where, I just like to… keep moving, ya know?”

“What, are you dense, idiot? Get the fuck off my ship before I throw you off myself.” Bakugou snarled. “Yo Soy-Sauce, retrieve my swords.”

“I dunno Bakugou, he could be useful on the ship.” Sero said. “A scout, or- well, I guess I’m technically the navigator, but-” Bakugou glared at him with enough anger to make a dragon back down. Sero gulped. “Aye, Captain.”

As Sero retreated belowdecks, Bakugou turned his death glare toward Kaminari. The traveller shifter his weight nervously, his eyes darting between Bakugou and the dock like he was suddenly regretting recent choices.

“You’re Katsuki Bakugou, the Barbarian King, right? The wanted guy hunting for illegal magical artifacts? Rumor said you got a ship and a crew.” Kaminari said.

Bakugou’s scowl deepened. “What’s it to you? I could easily destroy you without breaking a fucking sweat, don’t think you could turn me in to the royal guards.”

Kaminari raised his hands. “Who said anything ‘bout the royal guard, Blasty?”

“BLASTY?!-” Bakugou sputtered.

“Point is,” Kaminari interrupted, “I like gathering magic on my travels too. Doesn’t make me too popular with the hierarchy. I’ve always wanted to sail as part of a crew. Thought it would be an exciting adventure. I saw your ship in the port and was hoping I could... join?”

Bakugou laughed. “Join? I already have one extra sailing on my ship. I don’t need two.”

Footsteps pounded on the wooden stairs, and Sero climbed up from below deck.

“Finally.” Bakugou grumbled, grabbing his swords. “Alright idiot, time to get the fuck off my boat so we can leave.”

“I mean, he could be useful, Captain.” Sero said. “Operating a ship with only two people is a little ridiculous.”

“Yeah!” Kaminari said. “I know how to handle sails in the wind, and I’m a trained scout. I also have my fair share of travelling: come from a small village in the mountains, unique variety of skills, that sort of thing.”

“Fine, I’ll say that’s useful.” Bakugou said. “But what would you do if you were confronted by a royal guard like this-!”

Bakugou thrusted the point of his curved sword under Kaminari’s chin. With lightning reflexes the traveller grabbed something from the fold of his jacket, and a wailing screech filled the deck as metal met metal. Kaminari deflected the blow and stepped back, spinning the dagger in his hand.

“I’d probably do this, possibly with some screaming and dual wielding if I had to. I’m trained in combat, specifically daggers and the art of origami!” Kaminari grinned, flipping the dagger in the air and catching it.

“The art of… paper folding?” Sero asked.

Kaminari blinked, a soft red blush filling his face. “I… I didn’t think you’d know that.”

“Alright, so you can fight. Why the hell do you want to join our crew?” Bakugou growled. “You said it yourself, we’re dangerous outlaws hunted by the Royal Guard.”

Kaminari shrugged, his eyes darting once more to the port then back at Bakugou. “Like I said, I’m not too popular with the hierarchy. Pretty much an outlaw myself. I have the same goal as you: hunting magical artifacts. Plus I just really love travel, and the sea is something that is just full of cool adventure, ya know?”

“ Come on Captain, it’s so boring being a one-man crew for you.” Sero pleaded. “Let him join.”

Bakugou sighed, rubbing his temple. “Fucking fine.” he grumbled.

Kaminari and Sero cheered. Bakugou turned his back to them, not letting them see the ghost of a smile that hung on his lips. He stared off to the port, and froze, the faint smile dropping. A trio of royal guards were making their way up the dock, searching each boat carefully.

“Shit.” Bakugou hissed. “Yo, idiots, shut up for a sec. Soy-Sauce, get the boat ready and set sail immediately. New guy, Sparky-” Kaminari gave an indigent yelp as Bakugou slapped a hand to his back and pushed him toward the mast. “Get your ass in the crows nest. Royal guards are coming.”

Kaminari paled, and he laughed nervously as he scooted up the side of the wired netting. “That might, um, be my fault. I kinda stole the Lemillion Amulet from the guard post in town.”

Bakugou stared at him. “You… stole… a magic item from-” he looked over at the three guards, who were coming closer, “fuck, from the Big Three, some of the top guards, and got away?!”

“It was going to be melted into gold! It’s a magical artifact with a deep history, not a piece of scrap metal!” Kaminari protested. “I wasn’t just going to let it happen. I didn’t know it was the Big Three, I just snuck in and slipped away!”

With a lurch, the ship pulled out of the port, Sero at the wheel. Kaminari braced himself, scooting up a little higher in case Bakugou was going to explode. Instead, the captain smirked. “You might have a use on this crew after all…”

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“No way, you stole the Lemillion Amulet from right under the Big Three without getting caught?!” Midoriya cried, reaching for a notebook in his pouch.

Todoroki gently grabbed Midoriya’s hand and pulled it away from the pouch. “I must admit, that’s impressive. As is convincing the Barbarian King to let you join his crew.” He aimed that compliment at both Sero and Kaminari.

“Eh, it’s not that impressive.” Sero scratched the back of his head in prideful embarrassment.

“Are you kidding?!” Kirishima exclaimed. “That’s incredible! I can’t believe you guys are this awesome!” Both Sero and Kaminari blushed from the avalanche of compliments.

“It’s not- well-” they stammered as the others laughed.

“So, Midoriya,” Mina asked when the laughter died down and everyone sat down in front of the fire in the centre of the cave, “how’d you meet Bakugou for the first time, Midoriya?”

“Oh, it’s a long story.” Midoriya went to wave it off, but everyone leaned in closer, listening intently. “Well, okay, if you want to hear it. It’s was a long time ago, so long I never thought that part of my life would come up again. Yet I’m starting to get the sense that the story might not be quite over, but the beginning of a new chapter…”

#kiribaku #bakushima #bnha fantasy au #kirishima eijirou #bakugou katsuki #todoroki shouto #midoriya izuku #ashido mina #kaminari denki #sero hanta #im so sorry for not getting this out sooner #ive been really busy #in these past......five months....#hhhh #anyways im gonna try and get the next one out sooner

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letstalkaboutfandomsbaby · 3 years

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girl i had an idea for my first fic (thinking of doing shigaraki bc he’s my current hyperfixation)- him casually stalking his chubby (soon-to-be) s/o. he eventually attempts to kidnap her only for a villain to try to take the place she works at hostage so he ends up dusting the criminal and grabbing her. s/o feels conflicted but mainly 💓 for her knight in an oversized hoodie

long story short, he lives w her and is totally stray-cat and demands retribution thru physical affection for saving her life. he makes her hold and snuggle him and wear red lipstick and kiss his face and neck.

he also can’t hold back his undying love and lust for her plush body so he huffs and snarls at her cause he wants her to want him like that naturally. so what are you waiting for?

YES yesyesyesyesyes. This pleases me >:3 i am going to throw out a billion ideas BUT if you do write something? Please please PLEASE tag me, i wanna read it so bad 🥺

Woowee, this got out of hand tho sksksk like it started out cute and then got super duper dark so uhhhh ig this is closer to yandere Shigaraki than cute and sweet fanon Shigaraki sksksk my bad, i got carried away ✌😔 hope you still enjoy it tho :3

CW: chubby fem reader, yandere tendencies, stalking, manipulation, Shiggy dusting ppl, SO many red flags jesus christ pls dont date someone like this irl, not beta read bc im a gremlin

Oh GOD

UGH i just want Shiggy to be obsessed with me 😔

BUT I DIGRESS

Chubby chaser Shigaraki who saw you ONCE when he was walking around the city and immediately knew that he had to have you

So, like any lovesick man would, he stalked you and found out where you lived and he set up cameras when you were gone and he watches you in his free time bc he's so normal you guys he's just so normal and sweet seriously—

ANYWAYS he's content for a while just watching you from a distance, jerking off to footage of you changing or sleeping or showering

But there's this little voice in the back of his mind telling him that this isn't enough, that he should have his hands on your body instead of his cock, how your cunt should be milking him instead

He's able to ignore it for the most part, justifying that it was better this way bc there was no chance of him being rejected

But then he sees you masturbating on camera for the first time and good god your tits look so soft and squishy in your hands and your chubby pussy is so tempting and he keeps wondering how you would taste—

Ok so his resolve breaks sooner than he expected it to sksksk

So guess who's gonna kidnap you the next time you go to work?? ✌🤪

He's got it all worked out: you'll live with him and the league, he'll get you your own room and bathroom and he'll be able to lock it from the outside and come visit you whenever he likes

It isn't what he really wants (i.e. a real relationship), but it's better than jerking off to footage of you like a loser

He's fully prepared to dust your coworkers if he has to

Nothing is getting in the way of him and his precious soon to be but not really girlfriend

So he walks into your place of work, his hood over his head, prepared to sneak close to you and drag you away

But when he looks up, he sees someone holding you to their chest, holding a knife at your neck

And Shiggy sees RED

Wastes no time bolting over to the two of you, grabbing your captor and dusting him without a second thought

You're standing there shocked as Shigaraki is seething, appalled that anyone would touch his girlfriend

He turns to you, grabbing your wrist, prepared to pull you out of the building and back to his hideout where no one can find you

But when he looks at your face, he freezes in his tracks

Your eyes are sparkling, your mouth slightly ajar as you gaze up at him, amazed

"Th-thank you for saving me..."

Tomura is sure that he's died and gone to heaven when he sees that look on your face

He's so nervous when you start thanking him over and over and asking if he's a hero and saying that he was incredible yea let's just ignore that someone died, apparently it's ok bc he's a villain or whatever

He mumbles and stutters over his words, unsure what to say bc omg you're right in front of him and you're so much prettier up close and you smell so good and shit he can feel himself getting hard—

"C-Can I have your nu-number?" he blurts out, not even thinking before he spoke

You're clearly flustered and Tomura worries that he'll have to resort back to his original plan which he really doesn't wanna do bc he feels so blessed seeing how happy you're looking at him rn and he doesn't want to make you scared by kidnapping you now—

"S-Sure! Yeah, of course!"

Holy fuck, he could die happy right now

Nothing else matters: he got your phone number and his life is complete

The two of you start texting constantly

This is mainly on Shigaraki's end bc he has literally nothing else going on and you are the only thing that matters to him so of course he's gonna spend all his free time talking to you 🚩

His yandere tendencies really come through during this time

Like he's super obsessed with you and always asks where you are, where you're going, who you're with, etc

But you're so dokidoki bc he saved you that you don't think much of it sksksk

Like maybe he's just so attached to you bc he saved you and almost saw you die so it makes sense that he worries about you so much

Your relationship moves quickly and now he's spending time at your place more than he is at his own home

He's there when you come home and when you leave, following you around like a little puppy dog

He's not subtle about wanting affection, latching himself onto you the minute you walk through the door

He's always touching you (CAREFULLY!!!), his hands always pressed against you and his arms always wrapped around you

He acts all mean and tough, but he's really just a big baby

Cuddle him! Pet his hair! Let him lay on you or sit in his lap! Right! Now!!!!!! 😡

Now obviously he doesn't yell and stomp his foot until you give him attention, like he's not a five year old

No he just pouts until he gets his way sksksk

The. Biggest. Baby. 🙄

But it's kind of endearing, like he's so in love with you that he wants to be close to you all the time 🥺💕 🚩🚩

So you cuddle him whenever he pleases which tbh is all the time

He is sooooooo obsessed with your body

He thought his type was the thin, busty anime girls he grew up with, but you changed EVERYTHING

You are the softest, warmest, plushest person he could've ever met

He's always imagined how soft boobs were, but you're that soft everywhere and he—

He almost creams himself the first time you sit on his lap

You were nervous to do it but he hissed and snarled about how it's the least you could do for him since he saved your life and all 🚩🚩🚩

You still protest but he gets impatient and just pulls you onto his lap, holding you close, refusing to let you go

Once you calm down and relax, he's finally able to enjoy the softness of your body

You're so warm and plush and omg he can feel your chubby pussy through your clothes and it leaves him breathless

If you can feel how hard he is, you don't show it and he's grateful that you don't point it out; the last thing he needs is to feel humiliated in front of the girl he likes

He's so touchy feely from then on out

Think Tagami Yukiya from Pochamani

Like he's squeezing your upper arms and breathing heavy and gets a glint in his eye whenever he sees your chubby bits on display

He's super vocal with the LOV about his new girlfriend

"Hey guys I'm gonna head out to see my girlfriend, you know the girl who I get to kiss whenever I want, don't wait up"

But it isn't enough bc Shiggy is a gremlin and he wants everyone to know that he's got a girlfriend and he's cool and desirable

So he makes you put on lipstick/lipgloss and leave kisses all over him

He likes bright colors that contrast his pale skin and are more noticeable from a distance

"Hey, Shig, ya got somethin on your—"

"OH YOU MEAN THIS? tHIS KISS MARK FROM MY GIRLFRIEND, THE PRETTIEST SWEETEST GIRL IN THE WORLD? WHAT ABOUT IT??? ARE YOU JEALOUS???"

He's trying so hard to be a big tough alpha male like he's compensating so hard for all of his insecurities

Dabi ends up calling him out on it too and making him feel worse

"If your girl likes ya so much, why hasn't she let ya smash yet?"

Shiggy's face burns bright red and he huffs and leaves the room, grumbling about how stupid Dabi is

But his words are stuck in Tomura's head

Like of course he's thought about fucking you, obviously he would, but he wasn't sure how to initiate things without scaring you away

He already pushes your limits by being so brash and handsy, he doesn't want to ruin everything by trying to fuck you and going too far

But he's starting to get insecure that you don't actually like him bc yall haven't fucked yet

He's grumpier than usual, pouting even though he's cuddled up against your tummy like he always wants to be

"What's wrong, Tomie??"

He stays quiet for a bit but eventually asks if you actually like him

You ask where this is coming from and he admits that one of his "friends" said that if you really loved him then you would have sex with him, and Shiggy agrees with him 🚩🚩🚩🚩

You get all flustered and insist that you do love him

"Okay so if you love me then let's have sex" 🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩 this man is just full of red flags huh??

Ok so now you're having sex sksksksk

He's awkward and clumsy but that doesn't stop him from fondling you like his life depends on it

You have to guide him a bit, showing him how to make you feel good

But once he gets the hang of it he gets very aggressive, doing everything he can to make you cum

Isn't too keen on eating you out at first but once he's between your legs he's a menace, like he's licking and sucking and slurping every inch of you as he pumps two fingers up into your g-spot

He's a little off but he's got the spirit and that's all that matters

He sounds like a fucking animal when he fucks you

He's growling as he eats your pussy and once he slips his cock into you he's panting and snarling and practically drooling as he ruts into you like a dog

He's determined to make you cum as many times as possible: it's physical confirmation that he's a good boyfriend and makes you happy

You'll probably only cum once before he cums inside you, but that doesnt mean he stops

No he keeps fucking you, overstimming you both as his hips snap into yours

He'll cum 3 times total and you'll cum 5/6 times

He almost passes out once he's done, falling on top of your body and burying himself in your chest

He falls asleep in your arms, mindlessly sucking your heavy tits as he sleeps

From then on out, everytime he visits you, he has to unload into you at least once

He's one possessive motherfucker and he's paranoid that anyone could try to steal you away from him

He has no concept of people not being attracted to chubby folk bc in his mind you're the most gorgeous woman on the planet and anyone would be blessed to even stand in your presence

So be prepared to be covered in dozens of bites and hickeys

He's not gentle about it either, fucking you hard from behind and biting your neck to the point of bleeding

He's so pussy drunk that he doesn't know how rough he's being; all he knows is that your body feels heavenly and he never wants to stop

He needs you to tell him that you love him several times a day

If you don't, he gets cranky and angry

It's cute at first bc awwww he likes you so much but let's be honest he's just manipulating you into doing what he wants

"If you really loved me, you would tell me all the time"

"If you love me so much, then show me"

Just really shitty behavior on his part bc his only experience with relationships is through media and toxic behavior is seen as normal in a lot of the shows/movies/games/etc that he consumes

Is he awful? Yes. BUT!!!! Butbutbut I do think that he could change if you taught him how healthy relationships should go

If he makes you feel like shit, you'll just have to call him out! Let him know that he can't say things like that to you or else you'll dump his ass

Threaten to break up with him enough times and he'll eventually learn, becoming nicer and softer with you

He's not a big angry gremling anymore, he's a small soft uwu baby who just wants to cuddle his chubby girlfriend every night

He'd be all needy and snuggle up to you on the couch, nosing your tummy and giving you big doe eyes

"Can we cuddle?"

Yes baby, of course we can cuddle 🥺💕

He's a real piece of work, but with enough love and patience he could become a wonderful boyfriend

#ask #shigaraki tomura #fem reader #chubby reader #shigaraki x reader #shigaraki tomura x reader #smut #yandere #oh jeez this got way too long #forgive me for going all over the place ✌😔#tomura shigaraki #shigaraki #☀️ asks

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luminberry · 2 years

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"You must be starving!" "Yeah... I could eat."

ehehee ALRIGHT SO..im gonna introduce my two new lads, the twins Atticus and Jericho! Both fun loving lawmen of course from the M/P/N heist missions.

reader goofed up trying to break in somewhere under their jurisdiction..it doesn't go how they expect. and imma try some new things with this one so, if ya read it i hope ya dont mind tellin me how it goes :o

there is fatal vore but im trying something i saw and its going to be wholesome since respawn is canon here.

You normally weren't desperate enough to risk doing stupid shit like theft and breaking into certain places in broad daylight. But after getting involved with SQ and trying to make a enterprise for yourself, money was unfortunately a very serious need. And most of the jobs you did off and on didn't quite pay enough to get things done let alone keep the lights on.

Fuck whoever it was in Nevada who set the price of living this damn high, you had a empire to make to save the world. And yet you needed ample amounts of cash to even get around to doing the basics, like pay your growing number of underlings a living wage and keeping the lights on.

Soo...things like theft and the like slowly became a thing you did. You didn't steal from hard working grunts like yourself however, more like the bastards at Nexus and the like. Doc had given you more than enough information to know they wouldn't miss a few hundred thousand or three, it'd all circulate back into the system anyways!

If anything, you summarized to yourself, you were doing a good for the community by giving several dozen grunts money to spend on things and boost the livelihood of other businesses in the city.

So now here you were..breaking into a damn bank of all things in the middle of the day..or whatever time it was right now. Telling time was very hard when a certain someone murdered the sun of all goddamned things.

You had a few of your more dependable underlings along for the ride, they were hiding nearby while you got to work picking the lock to the back entrance of the building where security seemed to be the lightest. For the moment things seemed to be going rather smoothly, you had even did a bit of scouting the place out ahead of time instead of your usual antics of just running in absolutely blind and hoping for the best when the shit hit the fan.

Upon hearing the satisfying click of the lock sliding open you waved your group over and slipped inside, wedging a rock into the door to keep it over for a fast getaway..it did always pay to make sure you had a exit strategy, you learned that your first few days of trying to get your empire up and going.

Finding the vault was easy at least, they made it almost blatantly obvious in fact by the damn alarm lights and guards positioned around it. Getting in was of course going to be a hard task but thats why you brought back up.

No sooner than you sent your group in to clear the way did all hell of course break loose. The alarms began blaring while you ran to start breaking into the vault while your group defended your progress.

Minutes seemed to tick by slowly as your progress went at a snails pace, your group was thankfully holding their ground against the onslaught. You did your best to drown out the hellishly loud alarms and sounds of gunfire raging all around you until the first door opened with a satisfying groan of metal.

"Alright guys hurry up and help me start grabbing the bags, we need to get this shit to the car before the next wave arrives."

Your group wasn't faring exactly too well, but least they were all still alive and that's what counted honestly. The lot of you ran inside to start tearing open doors and dumping handfuls of cash into bags with outright manic energy.

Before long you had six bags bulging with cash and whatever else your group could get their hands on. You sent two of your group to run back to the van to drop the goods off while the rest went back out to stand guard while you got to work opening the second set of doors. You were sure things would be going smoothly from this point on, they already sent a huge chunk of officers only to lose em all in matter of a few minutes to your group.

You were fairly sure today would be a easy payday for once.

As you got to work getting the second set of doors to open up, chaos resumed as somehow to your surprise, more officers came rushing in to try and put a stop to your groups little antics.

Unable to really keep a eye on things outside like you were able to for the first set of doors, it wasn't until you cracked the seal some several stressful minutes later did something seem off, you chalked it up to the mounting stress of having to keep everyone in line and get out in one piece, which was the damn case for every mission these days...It was probably why you didn't have much money since everyone kept dying.

"Alright guys, I need two of you to help me get this back to the car, there's too much for me to do it without making several trips!" Two of your more faster teammates came running back to lend a hand getting the cash stashed away for easy transport, tiredly laughing and joking about what all they'd spend their pay on already. The others, while tired agreed to stand watch while the three of you ran the bags out. With any luck you'd all be done with plenty of time to spare to maybe even hit Gil's up for some burgers as a job well done.

As your little group tossed the first few bags into the back of the van idling beside the back entrance, a commotion lit up over your radios. The sounds of your two teammates left behind yelling in confusion and alarm before being cut rather abruptly. Giving a worried look to your two companions you tossed the rest of the loot in and made a run for the vault to see what became of the rest of your team.

As you rounded the corner your group stopped dead at the sight before you all. Your teammates were very much dead, taken out and almost smeared against the doors of the vault. And standing in front of them were two hulking figures dressed in two long coats of dusty brown and faded denim blue. Your arrival doesn't go unnoticed by the two newcomers unfortunately as the one in blue turns to look at you all.

"Well now, glad tha rest of y'all decided ta finally join us. Unfortunately for these two..they weren't much for talkin. I do hope that ain't tha same case for y'all as well or I'm jus gonna be rather put out."

The light coming off the overhead bulbs made his yellow glasses glow with an almost hostile familiarity that made your chest tighten in fear. The two of them easily had two feet and then some over you and your group, they didn't look like Gol3ms or M4gs..and that alone made the heavy sick feeling of fear in your chest grow worse with each passing second.

Seconds ticked by and the grunt in blue seemed to grin and turn to fully face you, as did the one in the brown coat. You needed to act fast before the mission turned to shit, you needed to get the money out of here..But you barely had any ammo left and you were dead certain these two weren't lightweights.

A stupid and outright foolhardy plan quickly came together. It would mean your likely death but the mission would still succeed. It just needed to work for the scant few seconds you'd need to get the ball rolling.

Good thing you carried flashbangs with you.

Tossing out two in front of the strangers you reeled back and hauled your two remaining teammates back as the grenades detonated, causing the two left behind to let out abrupt noises of confusion and alarm.

Yanking your group clear into safety you pulled them close and gave them their orders.

"We're fucked, that much is dead certain. But we can still get a payday, I'll keep em both distracted, I need you two to get in the van and floor it."

"B-but Boss we can't leave ya! That's a death sentence, you saw how fuckin built those two are you wouldn't last more than a few seconds."

"That's all we need and you're wasting it! Get going damnit, and if I'm lucky I'll meet you back at base in the infirmary with the others, now get fuckin going!"

You all but shoved them down the hall from whence you came and squared yourself for the outright asskicking you were about to receive. As you turned to head back to the vault the sounds of two pairs of boots met your ears, followed by a set of hearty laughs.

"Well now ain't that somethin? Savin yer lil teammates by givin yerself up huh? Haven't seen that inna coons age, and here I thought we'd have a slow day today Atty."

"Reckon yer right there Jeri, first time inna long while I've seen someone jus give themselves up ta save someone else..Not that it'll really stop us from doin our job here, y'all did just rob a bank in broad daylight."

The fact that they weren't straight out gunning you down made you pause..course it was probably obvious you had very little fight left in you, you were exhausted from trying to keep everyone else alive and keep the vault cracking going during active gunfire of all things.. These two could probably kill you in one hit and were just wasting time for fun.

"Yeah well....well I had no choice okay! We needed the money pretty badly. I don't care what happens now, I got what I wanted for my crew to prosper.. So whatever happens next happens."

You were fine with death, you had a damn fine medic back at base anyways that'd bring you back and put you back together again..What you weren't expecting was the two of them to give each other a odd look before grinning again at you in that oddly unnerving way.

"Well, I'll give y'all credit for stickin ta yer guns, but tha laws tha law and we gotta take ya in one way or another. So if ya come quietly with us I'll promise things will go alot smoother than havin than tha hard way."

"Jeris right darlin, no use fussin n fightin with us...Ain't no point there jus wastin yer energy. So c'mere and we'll take good care of ya, think of it as a reward for makin our day a lil easier. We tried givin yer friends tha same option but..Course they proved ta be rather stubborn n downright rude."

They acted like this was a chore they didn't feel like going through all the trouble of doing..Something about that rubbed you the wrong way and made you angry, you couldn't fight..But you damn sure could run and make their day all the more worse. You didn't owe them shit, they killed your teammates and are more than likely going to kill you, or just arrest you by the sounds of things.

And god you didn't want to waste money posting bail of all goddamn things. You pushed yourself and took off at a dead sprint out the nearby back doors without a word, the two lawmen yelling for you to stop before more than likely taking off after you.

"Hey now, get yer lil backside back here!"

"Y'all really gonna pull this hogwash after we said we'd go easy on ya?? Well now ain't that just plain rude!"

You'd laugh if you weren't sprinting away like your demise was biting at the skin of your heels, cause well it probably was knowing your luck. The streets weren't too crowded given the local law enforcement probably cleared everyone out by force leaving you plenty of open space to try and find a route those two massive bastards couldn't follow you through.

Ducking a sharp left and nearly falling into the alley you were trying to slip through, you nearly let out a scream seeing just how damn close they were. They had easily closed the gap between you and were damn near a hands breath away from just grabbing at you, the one in blue saw your panicked glance and grinned as he tried to swipe at you.

"What're ya lookin spooked for? Y'all should know what ya signed up for sugar! Not lettin ya get away that easy now, gotta do better than that ta shake tha likes of us~"

He didn't even sound fucking winded, it almost sounded like he was having fun running you down..Oh god you really had to get away now, you didn't want either of them getting ahold of you. You'd have to think fast before you ran out of energy.

What you didn't expect was the turn in the alleyway leading into a abrupt end, almost smacking headlong into the smooth two story wall in front of you. You felt your stomach drop into your feet after a moment when two sets of laughter broke you from your thoughts.

"Was wonderin why ya took this turn..Guess ya didn't know it ended in a dead-end? Y'all did try, I'll give ya credit.. Been a while since I had a bit of fun, doncha agree Jeri?"

"I agree Atty, our lil friend here moves bout as quick as a jackrabbit in a greased skillet! Too bad tha fun ended a lil too soon, was enjoyin it."

As they talked they closed the gap slowly, leaving you pinned against the wall trying to think of a last minute escape plan....and coming up short sans just trying to make a break for it between them. Not wanting to be cornered and starting to panic about what was to come you tried it anyways.

You only managed to get three steps past them both before you felt yourself being abruptly grabbed and wrenched back off your feet. The outright suddenness of it pulled a shocked gasp out of you as you were hauled back to stumble and stand between the two lawmen against your own will.

"Just can't accept that yer done runnin can ya? Well if I were y'all I'd save that fightin energy for later. Now, gotta figure out who's gonna take ya in. Since I spotted ya first I think tha credit should go ta me."

"Aw now wait just a second there Jeri, that ain't what I remember agreein ta."

Atty, the one in brown stepped closer to argue with who you knew was Jeri, unfortunately for you that left you now very much caught literally between them both. You found out that both brothers had a bit of a sizeable belly, leaving you to be squished between them as you tried to wiggle free. Though try as you could, one of the brothers had a hold on your arm and kept you rooted to the spot as you more or less felt the argument than heard at this point.

The two of them seemed intent on arguing circles around each other while you struggled uselessly to worm your way out somehow, the two of them were like walking heaters and it was getting hard to focus. Hell it felt like the longer you stayed stuck between them both the deeper you sank between them, you tried to get either ones attention in hopes of getting free.

Minutes ticked by and you were very much sure by now they were deliberately ignoring you while they talked, you had even started flailing your legs a bit to maybe get something to happen. When you tried to maybe push yourself did you realize something was wrong.

You couldn't feel the ground any more, not only that but the hand holding your arm felt somehow alot more bigger. Being trapped between them you couldn't see for sure but this was starting to freak you out something bad. Pulling your one free arm close to your chest, you tried to push out to free your head at least so you could get a look around.

Wriggling around a bit you managed to force the damn walls of flesh pinning you between them apart to see what the hell they were doing, or just to yell at them when what greeted you made you pause in disbelief.

They towered over you, more so than you remember them doing what, five minutes ago?? You felt yourself reeling for a moment trying to make sense of this, how the hell did they get bigger?? Your voice only came out in a shocked and embarrassingly quiet squeak of surprise, which of course got both of their attentions.

Gold and yellow lenses tilted down to get a look at you before their owners grinned mischievously.

"Ya need somethin down there darlin? Ya look a bit outta sorts down there."

"Don't look like yer havin fun down there though sugar. Maybe we should wrap things up ay Atty?"

As they talked you felt something weird..like your body was shifting ever so slightly despite you being stock still. At least until a noise coming from the one called Jeri's stomach grumbled out against you loudly, causing both of them to look back up at one another.

"Damn Jeri, when's tha last time ya got anythin ta eat? Must be starvin if yer guts makin that much noise."

"Guess it slipped my mind till now Atty, but yer right I should probably eat somethin here right soon."

As they talked, your world shifted even more so as you both felt and saw yourself being pulled free from between the two lawmen..only things were very much wrong now and it turns out your eyes weren't playing tricks on you.

Both Jeri and Atty looked so much more bigger than before simply because you had shrunk. Jeri was wrapping his large fingers around you as he shifted to bring you up to his smiling face. Your stomach had probably hit the core of the earth by now by how goddamned panicked and worried you were feeling now.

"Aw what's that look for sugar? Y'all scared of lil ol'e me or somethin? Heh, just relax yer in good hands~"

The fact that you were no bigger than some doll being held hostage in his massive hand made you glare at him for the stupid joke, which made him snort and laugh lightly in response.

"Sorry couldn't resist a lil jokin, tryin ta lighten tha mood yea? Ya look damn near ready ta faint on me here from fright alone."

"Might be cause of that spooky ass grin ya keep levelin their way ya damn goofball. C'mon Jeri, ain't no one tell ya it's impolite ta play round with yer food?"

"I know I know, just not lookin forward ta writin up tha damn damage reports for todays lil incident. Made off with more than 10k and then some didn'tcha?"

He gave you a half hearted glare before another loud grumble came from his midsection once more..a slow rising dread listening to them both made its way into your chest. The whole food comment now starting to take a darker meaning in the back of your head.

"...You-you can't be serious..You're taking me back to jail right? Why shrink me, what's going on?"

"Y'all haven't put it together have ya sugar? Well nothin's a better teacher than first hand experience right? Just gotta take care of one lil detail first."

Large warm fingers grabbed ahold of your legs one by one and you felt Jeri slip off your shoes of all things, the reality of your current situation was finally kicking in and you began to thrash and kick at him wildly.

"Aw now simmer down sugar, ain't no point ta try fightin now, y'all already lost this lil battle. Just calm down n let me do what I do best, promise I'll even be real gentle with ya."

You couldn't get his fingers to budge even a inch with how hard you tried to fight, his grip was like steel around you even if it didn't hurt you in the slightest. Regardless you were still scared shitless at what he had planned for you.

You felt the hand holding you shift close to Jeris face as he raised you higher still to hang over his now wide open mouth, lips curled into a easygoing smile as he caught your stare.

"Been fun sweetheart, but a mans gotta eat afterall. Try n behave a lil better n we might not have ta meet like this again next time yeah?"

Feet dangling over his awaiting abyss of a mouth you were left speechless, this couldn't be happening, this shouldn't be happening. Your brain was shutting down from the shock until you felt the shocking warmth of what awaited you envelop your legs eagerly.

Watching yourself being slipped between grinning jaws and doing nothing at all to stop it aside from a soft pitiful wailing noise. A noise that rose several octaves as you abruptly felt the hand holding you simply let you go to freefall the rest of the way inside. Your back met with the warm wet flesh inside, you snapped your head up just in time to see the outside world vanish as the jaws surrounding you clicked shut, locking you inside for good.

You were inside someones mouth, it was humid and cramped but you began to thrash and yell to be let back out. Death wasn't a new subject for any Nevadean, but being eaten alive wasn't something you wanted to experience. The bastard who had you tucked away behind his teeth hummed gently around you and began to toss and turn you about, like you were nothing but a piece of food to savor.

There wasn't room for you to do anything, you were at his mercy and unfortunately it seemed like he only wanted one thing from you. Your hellish experience was only about to grow worse as you felt your prison tilt back once more and felt yourself sliding downwards as your legs were gripped tightly and pulled into Jeri's throat. It was going too fast, you didn't want any of this but it seemed your captor was all to eager to get you where he wanted you, another long gulp or two and you were slipping down his throat with ease. Before you could even come to terms with it you were being dumped into his stomach, landing on your back in the dark amongst walls of squishy flesh.

You were trying not to hyperventilate when a voice rang out all around you amongst the other bodily noises.

"Hope yer cell's comfy, gotta admit ya didn't taste half bad! Would of liked ta enjoy ya a bit longer but I'm on tha clock sadly. Gotta put business ahead of pleasure ya understand. Thanks for bein sucha lovely lil treat, makes up a lil bit for tha ruckus y'all caused."

You wanted to scream, to cry, to do anything other than lay here inside of someone elses goddamn stomach of all things. Your new prison began to gently sway, they were likely heading back to the bank now that you were taken care of. You could almost make out what the two of them were saying over the rushing of blood in your ears.

Jericho couldn't help but feel a little bit bad but he was a lawman afterall and you definitely were a dang criminal. You looked scared witless, must of been your first time getting put away in that kinda manner, he'd make it up to you the only way him and his brother could. The thought did bring a smile to his face a bit more, if things worked out you'd understand as well before long.

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You weren't sure how much time had passed while trapped in here, you had already gone through all the stages of grief it felt like. The tears had long ago stopped as you exhausted yourself trying to fight and figure a way back up to freedom. You quickly found out nothing worked, and served to only amuse your captor who laughed and commented now and again on your "fighting spirit being cute".

So you opted to lay in the dark and hope whatever happened next wouldn't be too painful. So far the only thing of note you could notice was that you felt utterly exhausted and every bit of you felt weirdly tingly. Like the static you felt when a limb had fallen asleep, only it covered every inch of you and made the exhaustion worse by tenfold. Deciding sleep might be the only escape you had left, you felt yourself drifting off before your tired mind could finish processing the thought.

Jericho paused for a moment in the middle of his workload to let out a soft burp or two, hand going to his midsection where you had long decided to go still and accept what was going to happen. A much softer smile spread over his face for a moment before going back to work once more.

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Dying was a little different each time, the weird interm before you "woke up" back in the cloning vats back at base different for you and everyone else. Sometimes you'd just wake up immediately with a gasp of fresh air, Skinner somewhere nearby ready to help you to your feet. Others it felt like you were being pulled up from some deep trench, still muddled and caught between life and death. Those rare times were the worse..taking you hours till you felt stable and completely alive again. Doc had said it was due to your imprinting sometimes acting weird and it would happen from time to time.

But this time was..much different. You felt warm, comfortably warm and relaxed oddly. Like getting into a freshly clean bed after a nice hot shower almost kind of warm but it permeated every last cell of you. If you had a face wherever this was it'd be red as something else accompanied the warmth. It felt like...adoration, like pure love and joy at seeing someone. You felt like you were being scooped up and pulled into the perfect hug by someone you hadn't seen in ages..someone you missed but never knew at the same time. It overwhelmed you entirely, can you cry here?? It felt like something you so desperately needed and yearned for but couldn't put into actual words..It simply was love in every form somehow at once.

You woke up and it felt like it was all too soon somehow. Tears were gently flowing down your face, worrying Skinner and the few workers he had lending him a hand..You told them you were fine, just feeling a bit odd. Skinner looked at you and your readings before nodding and tsking gently.

"Well your readings are saying you have twice the regular dosage of dopamine going through your system right now..I'm not sure how but something like that is quite unusual! Especially from just waking up, perhaps some rest and warm food will help regulate your system a bit better. If you continue to feel a bit off from your normal state come see me as soon as possible and we'll run a few tests."

Nodding weakly you wandered off to your private quarters in a mild daze, until two of your teammates all but ran you over.

"BOSS, boss there you are! Glad to see you back in one piece, we got some intel about those two big bastards that got you and the others today."

"Yeah? What's that then, what didja get?"

"They're both lawmen, twins in fact..They're named Jericho and Atticus..they're like..the top enforcers of PrivSec. So no wonder we all got our asses handed to us if they sent their heavy hitters to clear things out."

Looking at the few sheets of paper being held out to you, you saw two very familiar faces grinning back at you..Well the name Jeri made a bit more sense..You gave em a nod and took the papers.

"Next time we try that damn bank again, we're gonna have to bring better guns..if we ever decide to try robbing a damn bank again."

Something told you even if you decided to play it safe, those two damn cowboys would be showing up again...You had a few damn questions for them anyways. But for now..you needed some sleep to sort your head out. And maybe to try and remember what you felt again before waking up.

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