#dream monster doll au

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Some Monster Doll AU stuff~

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[minminbunny]

Eldritch AU - Tentacle Monster! Han Jisung/Gender Neutral! Reader

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You lay on your tummy, watching the latest show, "Tentacles don't look that perfect," you grumbled, staring at the media. You sighed, rolling on your back, "Oh the dream to be pounded by an eldritch monster," you said, feeling yourself get riled up. You gulped, scrolling through your phone for material, "Hot but questionable," you muttered, clicking the sounding tag. You pulled up your shirt, biting the hem between your teeth. Your hands trailed down your chest, "Mhm," you moaned, tugging your puffy nipples. You pressed your thighs together, aching for any type of friction.

NFSW BELOW CUT

You exhaled a shaky breath and kicked off your shorts, "Shit, I didn't put down a towel," you grumbled, seeing the messy slick between your fingers. You traced your hole, "Fuck," you whimpered, pumping a finger in and out of your needy hole. You moaned, stretching your hole apart just to reach those sensitive bundle of nerves, "Can't reach," you whined, pressing till your knuckles were envolped but you still couldn't graze it. "I should've bought a damn dildo," you sulked, feeling utterly unsatisfied when a pair of shadow tendril spread your legs apart, "What the fuck!" you exclaimed, trying to kick them of but they trail further up your legs.

You gulped, "Do I actually want to be a monsterfucker?" you questioned when you heard an audible chuckle. "Funny little thing aren't you?" it asked, teasing your tight hole. You whined when a tendril eased itself into your hot ribbed hole. The monster smirked, "Looking for a name to moan? Just call me Jisung," he said, thrusting at a languid pace. You arched your back, "What are you?" you mewled, clenching around the tendril. Jisung hummed, "I have many names. Many you don't need to know. Just tell me, are you feeling good? I don't like depending on your bodily contractions. Say with your own words," he said, enlarging the tendril buried within your hole.

You groaned, exhaling deeply, "Like it. I really do. Please ruin me? Please make me only crave you?" you pleaded, rocking your hips back. Jisung chuckled, easing another tendril into your gaping hole, "Let me hear you scream," he smirked, thrusting at a merciless pace. You cried out, body trembling from the inhuman pace, "Hah, ah, ahh!" you wailed, clawing the sheets as you thrashed. Jisung held you down and thrust his tentacles harder, "That's it little one, I can feel up your little tummy," he chuckled, latching around your sensitive bundle of nerves. You squeaked, sobbing out, "Fuck, hah, ah," you whimpered. Jisung hummed, "Was that an orgasm? Could you cum harder?" he asked, knowing fully well you can't answer.

You babbled, broken sobs spilling past your lips. Jisung cooed, noticing the glimpse of your phone, "Sounding hm? We can try," he said, his voice echoing within your ears. Jisung slithered a thin tendril, the tip grazing the opening of your urethra. You choked up, "Gently," you said, barely coherent. Jisung nodded, "Of course," he said, easing the tendril into the tiny slit. You screamed, mind melting from the pressure building in your lower hand. Your head felt heavy and cloudy. Jisung thrust within slowly and carefully, "All plugged up," he chuckled, feeling the tip of his tendril touch the inside of your bladder. You could barely lift your limbs, pleasure holding you down. Jisung cooed, "So pliant. Sleep now, little doll. When you wake up, I'll make sure you're satisfied," he whispered, coaxing you deeper and deeper into the familiar mind fog.

[syarina]

Female K-Blogs

• Smut • Angst • None • Non/Dubcon

Le Sserafim

G!P Le Sserafim Unnie Line + Kazuha x F!Reader (Noncon)

GP!Camgirl Le Sserafim x Bimboish!F!Reader

Student!G!P Kazuha X Teacher!Reader

Hybrid!GP!Yunjin x F!Reader (Non/Dubcon)

Sub!GP!Yunjin x F!Reader

We've Only Just Begun ~ G!P Top!Yunjin x Maid Bottom!Reader

Puppy Needs ~ G!P Subby!Hybrid Huh Yunjin x F!Reader

Blackpink

G!P Jennie, G!P Lisa x F!Reader (Noncon)

G!P Kim Jennie (Dubcon)

Proving a Point ~ Kim Jennie x G!P Reader

Party Monster ~ Kim Jennie

Red Velvet

Stress Toy ~ Maid!Irene x G!P Reader (Noncon)

Newjeans

G!P Assassin!Minji x F!Reader (Non/Dubcon)

G!P Kim Minji x F!Reader (Noncon)

Minji Gets Caught Humping Hanni’s Favorite Bunny Plushie ~ G!P Minji x Hanni

(G) - Idle

I Just Know You Did This On Purpose ~ G!P Dom!Yuqi x F!Reader

A Helping Hand ~ G!P Subby!Yuqi x F!Reader

Aespa

Doctor!Karina x Naïve!Patient!F!Reader

GP!Aespa x 5th Member!F!Reader

G!P Serial Killers!Winrina x Naive/Gullible F!Reader (Non/Dubcon)

G!P Besties WinChae Thoughts

G!P Pervy!Ningning x F!Reader (Noncon)

G!P Karina x F!Reader

Puppy Needs Her Attention ~ G!P Puppy Winter x F!Reader

Beneath The Facade ~ G!P Giselle x F!Reader

Hybrid!Aespa in Heat ~ Sub!Aespa x Dom!F!Reader

Sick and Twisted ~ G!P Stepsibling!Winrina x Virgin F!Reader (Non/Dubcon)

Sick and Twisted ~ G!P Maid!Karina x Ceo! Daughter!Reader (Noncon)

Payment Methods ~ G!P Ningning (Noncon)

Me & You - G!P Cop!Minjeong x Criminal F!Reader

Twice

G!P Momo, G!P Jihyo x F!Reader (Noncon)

Park Jihyo x GP!Reader

G!P Twice x F!Reader

Forbidden Dream ~ G!P Nayeon x F!Reader (Non/Dubcon)

Whine For Me ~ G!P Subby!Tzuyu x F!Reader

Toy ~ G!P Twice x Female Reader (Non Idol AU)

Itzy

GP!Itzy x F!Reader

Taste ~ G!P Hwang Yeji x F!Reader (Non/Dubcon)

Ive

G!P Mean!Stepsis!Wony x F!Reader

G!P Stepsis!Ningning x F!Reader

G!P BF!Sister!Wony x F!Reader (Dubcon)

G!P Stalker!Wony x F!Reader (Noncon)

G!P Hybrid!Wony x F!Reader

Somno G!P Yujin x F!Reader

G!P Pervy!Wony x F!Reader (Non/Dubcon)

Pervy!Wony x F!Reader (Dubcon)

G!P Wony x F!Reader (Non/Dubcon)

G!P Yujin x F!Reader

Your Order Ma’am ~ G!P Yujin x F!Reader

Sister to Sister ~ G!P Stepsis!Wonyoung

Porcelain Doll ~ Sub!Wonyoung x G!P Reader

Need It ~ G!P Wonyoung x F!Reader

Bada Lee

G!P Alpha!Bada x Omega!Tatter x G!P Alpha!Soweon

G!P Dom!Bada x F!Reader

Bada Fingers You With Her Engagement Ring On ~ Bada Lee x F!Reader

The Fancam ~ G!P Bada Lee x F!Reader

Been Away ~ G!P Bada Lee x F!Reader

Hold Me ~ G!P Alpha!Bada x F!Reader

Trophy ~ G!P Bada Lee x (Jam Republic) F!Reader

Poison ~ G!P Bada Lee

I Won't Stop Until That Girl Is Mine ~ Bada Lee x (Jam Republic) F!Reader

Caught Between Pink and Blue ~ Bada Lee × SWF2 Crew Leader!F!Reader x Kirsten Dodgen

Global Domination ~ BEBE!Bada Lee x OC!Team F!Reader

Unusual ~ Bada Lee x F!Reader

Characters

Pyramid Game

G!P Baek Harin, G!P Kim Dayeon x F!Reader (Non/Dubcon)

G!P Stepsis!Baek Harin Thoughts

Which One? ~ G!P Baek Harin x F!Reader x G!P Sung Soo-Ji (Non/Dubcon)

Big Sis ~ G!P Stepsis!Baek Harin (Non/Dubcon)

[lani-heart]

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parings -> ( eventually ) enhypen x reader genre -> soulmate au, fantasy au, angst warnings -> angst, rejection word count -> 2.1k

abstract -> my soul was always yours... im sorry it took this long

flashback – heeseung’s perspective

“But I don’t want to go,” I told my sister. She sighed and continued to fix my hair for this stupid day. “Come on, maybe you’ll find friends,” she said with a grin and I scoffed. “This is different from you, you actually found friends” I whined and I knew she was already worried but I dreaded having to go to a new school. 

“Heeseung, be brave for me okay?” she said and I rolled my eyes but agreed. I held her hand tightly as I saw the school in front of us. 

Belift Boarding School for Young Witches. 

“You’ll pick me up, right?” I asked and she smiled. “I’ll be right here to hear how your day went little brother,” she said as I waved her goodbye. I hated the thought of starting a new school. 

Only for the kids to treat me like an idiot, a monster, anything but human. I wanted to find Jungwon and Sunoo… but I didn’t know if they were incarnated again. Or the other boys… maybe even Sooha. Anyone to make me feel less alone. 

This is a stupid school, filled with idiots!

The orphanage just had to make me go here. It's dumb. Filled with kids who don’t even know simple magic, what is this school?! Then again… noona would just say it's because I have my memories of past lives that I know about my abilities. 

“Hey! That’s mine!” I heard and I noticed the mean kids didn’t target me… maybe cause I was placed as a top student when the school tested me. No one wants to bully a kid who knows more magic than them… maybe it's better I went to an all-witches school this time around.

I wouldn’t have vampires or werewolves messing with me. 

The group of boys threw her books out of the window and I scoffed. “Oops! Sorry y/n!” they said and laughed but she didn’t cry nor yell at them to stop. Instead, she looked angry. 

I was going to help her but… I laughed. 

It seemed that they all now looked at me confused. “What are you laughing at!?” they yelled and I couldn’t stop. “Maybe… look in a mirror!” I said, trying to stop. She must've done a basic spell to do that… she gave them weirdly colored hair. One had a giraffe pattern, the other a zebra, and their leader a cow. 

It looked funny on them. They all looked at each other and argued. They didn’t even notice the girl scoff and walk towards me. 

“You could’ve let them figure it out,” she said and I chuckled. “Sorry to take away your surprise, but want help finding your books?” I asked and she smiled. “Please?” she asked and I swear I fell in love at the very moment. Her smile and shining eyes…

“I’m y/n by the way… what’s your name?”

Twas the night before the masquerade. 

“I wrote her the best card!” Sunoo praised as he tied his bow tie. “In your dreams! She’s gonna choose me to be her date!” Jake said and I laughed. “How bad was your writing on that card?” I said and everyone laughed. “Hey! That doesn’t matter!” he said and I chuckled.

“Heeseung-hyung… do you know who she chose?” Jungwon asked and I smiled. “Who knows?” I said and they groaned. I left first wandering outside… 

Why was I nervous? 

If I was being honest with myself I didn’t let myself read her mind. A part of me begged for her to choose me… despite how selfish I've been. 

In my confession, I asked her to meet me in the back of the school at the flower field. Each minute went by that I wanted to turn back… I know that she was sure her card was from Sunoo. So why was I still–

“Heeseung?” I heard and I felt like I was alive again. The feeling like throwing up, the anxiety, the cold sweat… I turned to see her in a beautiful dress, dolled up and everything. 

“You’re the one who sent this?” she asked, confused and I gave her a nervous smile. 

“Will you let me explain everything?”

y/n’s perspective

I sat down wanting to at least hear him out. I guess I did choose one of my soulmates… just not the one who–

“I never wanted to reject you,” he said… Did I mishear him? “When I saw you again I… felt alive, like there's a heartbeat in my chest. You make me just as nervous though…” he said and I was confused. 

This wasn’t the Heeseung I knew– 

“I’m not… you met Heeseung. The vampire, the one who in his past life was devoted to a princess… but a long time ago you met Evan” he said and I felt my eyes widen. 

Evan?

“Pathetic right? I gave you my English name and lied to you saying I was a foreigner when we were kids… I just didn’t want you to know about me. Jake told me you met my sister… I was a witch who attended Belift Boarding School for young witches” he said… Evan.

The boy who always met up with me after classes… the boy who helped me prank the other kids in my class. 

“I don’t understand," I said, confused…

“I think I’ve loved you since I first saw you, y/n” 

When we first met I felt drawn to love at first sight.  I loved you then and I love you now, I’ll always be there to lift you up even if you don't want me there. I want to be the only one to cherish and love you. To die and live for you and only you. So I can only dream you would do that for me. 

“Then why? You were one the meanest! You rejected me first! You’re a liar… you… why?” I yelled until I realized I was getting emotional.

“Don’t cry… not when you have six other soulmates–” “Answer me” I said and he smiled a soft smile. 

A smile that… I've only seen once… when he comforted me after what happened with Jake. 

“Jake, Jay, and Sunghoon were in love with Sooha… they don’t know this but you do. If you have more than one soulmate and you try to–" "To bond with a few of them then the bond eventually dies' ' I finished for him and he gave me a sad smile. 

“I knew Jungwon would want to be with you even without the bond and so would Niki and Sunoo. I wasn’t sure though… but here you are” he said and I scoffed. 

“You shouldn’t make decisions for other people,” I said and he gave me a sad smile. “I know… but when it affects your magic I was willing to break you apart from them when not all of them were going to accept you easily,” he said and I sighed. 

It's why I couldn’t defend myself against Jake… also why my magic has been faltering recently. 

When a witch's soulmate bond is rejected… and fighting for the bond drains your magic. You can fix either by rejecting your mates back… or having them accept you. It's also why Wonyoung broke my bond temporarily… so my magic can temporarily regenerate. 

“You turned into a vampire?” I asked and he chuckled. “Not willingly… but I can live with it. My sister recommended that I go to Decelis. So im learning to come to terms with it” he said and I nodded. 

“You really do look pretty… you would have to be the prettiest person in the school” he said as he lifted his hand up to tuck my hair away. 

“Prettier than Sooha?” I asked and he chuckled. “Believe it or not, I've never loved Sooha. She was more like a sister to me… my own sister took care of me in this life. While I took care of Sooha in another… So I didn’t reject you to have Sooha… I would have to be a fool” he said and I was shocked. 

“Go to your party… you worked hard for it. They’re all waiting–" "But I chose your message, "I said, cutting him off. 

“Oh? I guess you did… It would be a bad example if the president of the student council of Bright Sun didn’t follow her own rules” he said and I chuckled. 

“Shall we?”

We arrived now with our masks on and I took everything in. 

I soon heard him chuckle beside me… “They’re all jealous and annoyed,” he said and I sighed. “They must be confused about who I chose?” I asked and he nodded. 

“They’d never guess me,” he said and I nodded… I looked at him, he was happy. He had a grin on his face… not so serious like other times. “Don’t worry your pretty little head, will you give me at least one dance?” he asked and I smiled and took his hand. 

I enjoyed my time with him… this was the Evan I knew. My best friend from elementary school graduated and I never heard of it again. 

“I wish you would let me choose my own path, you know,” I said as we swayed to the music. He smiled… “I know better than anyone… what rejecting mates does to a witch. You were fighting for the bond… and it was eating your magic” he said and he wasn’t wrong. I jeopardized myself… but they didn’t know that. 

“How do you know about that?” I asked and he sighed. “Let's just say my sister… she experienced it,” he said and I felt my eyes widen. 

“Don’t worry… she’s fine. Can I ask–” “We will be announcing our king and queen!” I heard Wonyoung’s voice. “Now we have included this year to not just include witches or any magic users only. So please be open-minded to one another and let us accept other species into our traditions” she said and I smiled. 

It was controversial but it was all fun and to be enjoyed. 

“Our king… is K from Riverfield!” she announced and I was shocked. K? I soon saw him join the stage… “And our queen… Sooha from Declis” she announced. What? Not everything was wrong– 

“EJ and Wonyoung are doing me a favor… Sunghoon can put aside his ego for this one time” Heeseung said. The King was voted most times for Sunghoon and the Queen was Wonyoung… So what was going on?

I looked back at them getting their crowns and smiling at each other… “They’ve accepted one another,”  said and he nodded. 

“K finally has some sense… and Sooha is finally thinking clearly,” he said and I chuckled. “Thank you… even though you tampered with my event” I said and he laughed. 

“I’m sorry, I'll make it up to you,” he said and I smirked. “Oh? Then I know how you can '' I said and he looked at me shocked. “We’re soulmates right, Evan?” I asked and he laughed.

“Yes, we’re soulmates y/n. I’m sorry for everything… but I'm willing to do anything for you. I promise my little witch” he said and I smiled. 

“y/n!!” I heard and I saw Sunoo and Jungwon. “You bastard! What'd you do to our soulmate!” Sunoo yelled and I laughed. 

“I chose his message… sorry boys,” I said and they pouted. 

“Yeah, so I won fair and square,” he said and Jungwon scoffed. “So did Sunghoon yet he’s drawing a punch right now,” he said and I laughed. 

“I owe him a dance,” I said and I was suddenly pulled back with the hands on my hips. 

“Sorry, but you’re mine tonight. I won you with my message… and I want to make up for all the time I’ve lost” he said and I nodded.

“Comfort Sunghoon please?” I asked the two boys and they nodded. 

“I’m guessing you guys are all made up?” I asked and he nodded. 

“Everything is right again… especially my soul that is bound to you” 

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🎯🔪⇢ ˗ˏˋ LOVE.Struck࿐ྂ.

⊱.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ━━━━FEATURING: KILLER.sans

⊱.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ━━━━CONTENT WARNING: Yandere in general. Soft yandere. Obsessive & Possessive thoughts. Unhealthy attachment. Vaguely hinted of masochism behavior. Violence. OOC. Reader implied to have an occupation (a healer). Proof-read

⊱.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ━━━━PROMPT BY: oozgin

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: as a treat you could read this early!! :D (definitely did not accidentally click 'post now' instead of 'schedule' or 'draft' and now I'm forced to published it hahaha. Definitely not :'))

What a mess.

Your heart pounded as you weaved through the chaos, your mind reeling from everything happening at once. Screams echoed in the distance, and the once-peaceful streets of your AU were now a warzone. Humans and monsters alike were scattering in every direction—some fighting, some fleeing—but none of them escaping the growing threat.

You’d been assured—promised even—that the star sanses had your back. That your world was protected from any potential threats outside your universe, especially from the likes of Nightmare. 'He won’t even get near you,' they said. 'We’ve got this', they say.

Yeah, right. If by 'got this,' they meant letting your AU fall into chaos while you ran for your life, then sure.

All around you, everything was in complete disarray. Monsters and humans alike ran frantically through the streets, some trying to defend their homes, others simply trying to stay alive. Ink was battling Error in a whirlwind of ink and glitchy strings, while also shielding panicked citizens from stray attacks. Dream was locked in an intense fight with his brother, while Swap rushed to evacuate as many people as he could, constantly checking over his shoulder for more incoming threats.

“Stay behind, help who you can!” Dream had shouted before rushing off. “You’re too important! We NEED you!” Yeah, right. Like you were really going to sit on the sidelines while everyone around you was in danger. Fighting might not be your cup of tea but the desperate cries for help of people around you—how could you not act about it?

You ducked through an alley, trying to avoid being seen as you headed toward a group of injured monsters. But just as you rounded the corner—

BHAAAM!!

A blur of white and black shot out from the shadows, tackling you to the ground with enough force to knock the wind out of your lungs. Before you could even register what was happening, you found yourself pinned beneath someone—or rather, something.

A skeleton. Another one. (Seriously??)

This one had an eerie, twisted grin on his face, his fading grey flashing with deranged excitement as he hovered over you, twirling a knife between his fingers. His laughter was chilling, low and predatory, as if he found the whole situation absolutely hilarious

“Whoa, easy there, sweetheart,” a voice croons, dangerously close to your ear. A skeleton looms over you, his grin wide and unsettling, eyes glinting with malicious glee. His bony fingers twirl a knife in a lazy pattern, the sharp edge gleaming as it gets closer and closer to your face. “Such a pretty little thing like you shouldn’t be runnin’ around like a headless chicken.”

Your heart pounds in your chest, but you don’t let the panic take over. You know who this is. You heard his name from dream occasionally—Killer, (iThat must be his code name, if you remember correctly?) Gotta be one of Nightmare’s henchmen. But no one told you he’d be this... fucked up.

“Eh~? You’re even cuter up close,” Killer hums, leaning in closer until his face is just inches from yours. Black liquid drips from his eye sockets, landing on your cheek. “And here I thought I was supposed to kill you. But you’re just too precious to mess up. A doll like you shouldn't be rolling around the dirt like a pig, don’t you think?”

His voice is like nails on a chalkboard, momentarily piercing your sense of hearing. You can feel his bony fingers tracing the side of your face, as if he’s inspecting a prize, his knife twirling faster as he grins down at you.

...

Well, this was a surprise.

When Nightmare had sent him after this 'annoying healer' who kept screwing up their plans, Killer initially expected some frail little do-gooder. Someone easily breakable.

But this? This was... just wow.

It was almost a shame to ruin something this pretty.

“Y’know,” he drawled, the knife twirling lazily between his fingers as he looked you over with a smirk, “I could just finish this real quick, but I’d hate to mess up a face like yours. Why don’t we skip the stabbing part and I’ll just—”

Nope, nope, nope, nope, nope. You couldn’t stand his voice, or the way he was leering down at you. You had to get out of here—now.

Your hand reached for the dagger Dream had given you—something for 'just in case.' Well, this definitely counted as just in case.

In one swift motion, you yanked the blade from its hiding spot and plunged it straight into Killer’s ribcage. The sound of cracking bone echoed, and the bright red target floating in his chest split slightly as he stumbled back with a wheezing laugh.

“Ohoho... You’ve got some fight in ya, huh? That hurt, babe,” he snickered, clutching at his chest. But the grin on his face never faltered, if anything, it grew wider, more unhinged.

You didn’t wait. You scrambled to your feet, bolting for the exit. You almost made it too—until a wall of bones shot up from the ground in front of you, blocking your way. The next second, a sudden wave of magic crashed over you, pinning you to the ground. Your limbs were pulled tight, as if invisible strings held you in place.

You groaned in frustration, struggling against the force that held your limbs suspended, but it was no use. You were stuck.

Killer sauntered toward you, still clutching his chest with one hand while the other casually twirled the knife again. His grin stretched impossibly wide, black smudge dripping from his socket as he crouched down beside you, unfazed by the wound you’d given him.

Kneeling on one leg, he leaned in closer, his bony fingers sliding beneath your chin and forcing you to meet his gaze. The black liquid from his eye dripped onto your face, cold and sticky, sending shivers down your spine.

“You know,” he said, voice low and taunting, “it’d be a real shame to let someone like you go to waste. Can’t really have that. Maybe I’ll coax the boss about keeping you around, hmm?” His grin widened impossibly, making your stomach turn. “After all, we could use a healer, and—let’s be honest—I definitely do. You broke somethin’ in here” he tapped his chest lightly, chuckling.

He leaned in closer, his breath—if you could call it that—brushing against your skin. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’ll know you take good care of me.”

Ⓒ 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐮𝐛𝐦𝐦 ──── 10/8/24 Navigation | Masterlist

[thewriterg]

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧’ 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬 chp.4

pairing(s); simon ‘ghost’ riley x fem!reader, johnny ��soap’ mactavish x fem!reader, kyle ‘gaz’ garrick x fem!reader, john ‘bravo six’ price, werewolf!soap, harp crow hybrid!gaz, dragon hybrid!price, wraith!hybrid (?) ghost, phoenix!hybrid (?) reader

summary; holding out, threats, and a thumping tail

word count; 2.4k+ | chasin’ chaos masterlist

warning(s); monster au, dark twisted themes, normal cod violence, firearms, knives, combat, pinning (?), poly themes, death, r call sign is flatline, blood consumption, eventual smut, kissin, and language

A/n: thank you all so much for 1.9k it means everything under the sun to me!

Your view is slightly perched from the position you’re in on Price's back, legs wrapped around his torso. You have an arm wrapped around his neck, applying no real pressure on his airway. The palms of your captain and fellow lieutenant are pressed against each other trying to over power the opposite. Ghost dressed in a sleeveless hoodie that allowed you to see his hulking scarred arms, gray cargos you'd only seen him in a handful of times, and a black balaclava with his trademark painted on the front.

“You two holdin’ out on me?” The brunette smirks teasingly his full beard adorning his face, shoulders slightly shaking in response to the pressure being applied against them. The dragon and the wraith are practically nose to nose with one another and both you and Simon have your own responses to the question

“Wouldn’t dream of it, Captain.”

“Don’t want you pulling anything, old man.”

John huffs out a laugh and averts his eyes over his shoulder at you for a second and it’s all the time Ghost needed to throw a kick to his lower abdomen. The brunette throws you off his back with the flap of his stray wing while you take the opportunity to swiftly slither yourself between his legs back on your feet in a snap next to the blonde's side.

Your eyes slightly widen when your captain goes to open his mouth and before his languishing flames can reach your body, shadows make a mock wall In front of you blocking your figure from the heat. The wraith can feel you take a hold of his shadows, a sense of familiarity falling over his underwhelming sense of adrenaline. You’re soon taking your wrist and yanking it down as if pulling on a lever. Neither Price or Ghost were aware of what you’d done until the brunette was falling towards the padded rink floor. You’d had one of the blonde’s Infamous shadows wrapped around Price's ankle covered by his steel toe boots, the smoky black littered with electrifying orange and yellow sparks. The dragon’s bottom breaks his fall and he goes down with a grunt before settling his eyes on the two of you.

"Well now, aren't you two a sight? " Prices gruff voice falls over the empty gym, a flirty underline to it that was somewhat difficult to catch from the older man unless you’ve heard it multiple times before. You and Simon stand next to each other's usual balaclavas that rested on your faces absent. The wraith has shadows crawling up his bare arms resembling veins all too accurate. His eyes aren’t quite pitch black but a dark gray blending in well with his eye black, while smoke floats from the slits of his eyes past his temples. Your frame on the other hand has altered just as much however not at such an intensity. Your eyes are light reddish orange, there's cracks running up your arms and the back of your hands like a shattered porcelain doll, a glowing yellow orange burning through them each individually. Your face matches your arms, those cracks spreading from your temples to your cheekbones and from your forehead to above your brow engraved like lightning streaks.

“Yeah, real head turners.” Ghost huffed sarcastically, helping Price up off his position from the mat. The dragon grunted at the quick change in position and patted the wraith on the back with gleaming eyes and a quirk of his lips

“That’s for damn sure” The two begin to exit the rink seeing you happen to be steps ahead. You're dressed similarly to them both with: camo cargo pants, steel toe boots, and a forest green tank top. The sight was close to heavenly and by the others' faces the men could tell the other was not so joyful you had covered yours.

💌💌💌💌

“Missed seeing you in action, Captain.” The lieutenant hummed lowly in the back of his throat even though it sounded more like a grunt passing John a cold thermos of water. It was the closest the hybrid would get to a ‘I missed you, I missed being around you, and stop having so much damn paperwork even though it’s your job.’ And the Captain took it all without complaint while the solider took a seat next to him.

“Trust me, I hate being chained to the desk as much as you do” He responded sipping on the water with a sigh of contentment, watching as you stretched in front of them. Your legs are stretched as far as you can get them beside you hips, you have you stomach pressed to the ground with your arms stretched flat in front of you, while your tank top is slowly rising up your lower back showing the peak of a deep yet healed scar going up your spinal cord, and Price finally looks away at the sight of it.

“How's the shoulder old man?” You question when you're finally off the ground, watching Ghosts mask arch in your peripheral indicating that there was a quirk at his lips. You thought it was even more humorous how John responded without a bat of an eye.

“Tight but that’s nothing new” He grunts, leaning slightly towards the side his stray wing was on with a hand thrown over his hip.

“You two have been interlocking shadows and cosmic energy more often” The captain notes taking more water from the chilled thermos while you and your fellow peer lock eyes for a split second before they strayed away. You’re already taking a sip of your water bottle leaving the skull masked man to answer the question himself.

“Mm, in a good patch.” The blonde answered simply and you couldn’t expect any more from him, it could’ve made you chuckle if you weren’t also roped into the equation.

“Got anything to do with our newest recruit?” The brunette smirks, steam coming from his lips previous fire dying out with a ‘fssssss’.

“What!?”

“What!?”

“I’m not stupid and you’ve always been a dog person Simon” The dragon waved him away with a pale clawed hand, the steam from his mouth spreading in the process. The wraith had thrown a hand over his head staring down at his lap.

“Fuck me, Price, don’t put it like that.”

“I ignore the mutt's existence as a whole actually and I like birds more.” You fight back a roll of your eyes, arms crossed over your chest while your captain slightly grins.

“You love a chase Deity, we all had to go through it at one point.” He grins at you, blue eyes twinkling as you avert your gaze to the now interesting wall while the man dug into his duffel bag.

“Here’s hoping you both keep those opinions, yeah?” The captain held out a file for either of you to take which you’d grabbed first, going to sit in between the two men to give Ghost a view over your shoulder.

“New transfers?”

“Temporary ones. International corps are sending us two of their attack dogs and a python. They’ve been tracking a bogey for months who’s recently made themselves known on our turf. They’re asking to work together.”

“They’re asking to work together? Got us doing their jobs for them with this request for preliminary recon” The wraith merely huffs out, while the dragon began to take a stand from his seat, his brown eyes low peeking through his mask. If unamused was a person he wouldn’t be too far off.

“Just to prepare for their arrival. Shouldn’t be an issue, make sure it isn’t.” The brunette softly grins out, an order. Hes holding the wraiths chin tilting it up slightly in his clawed pale hand while his thick pear green take swayed idly behind the back of knees before his heavy boots began to take him away. The masked lieutenant acts quickly, stretching a hand to reach over to the captains.

“Soap he’s… he’s not gonna change this” The statement falls off his lips like a prayer. His hooded eyes rest lowly with eye black covering the surface around them. Price slight grins before resounding a moment of silence having passed by.

“You don’t need to promise me anything, Simon. I'm your captain, I’ll be here either way.” He grabs ahold of your forearm gently tugging you to his side while stepping in front of the blonde, the writhing having to crane his neck up to see you both in response to you standing before him.

“And I wouldn’t mind if he did. My boys taking of each other when we can’t, a dream come true” Price nods to his side where you stand, eyes flickering between bloodshot red and their normal color.

“Dirty.”

“You wouldn’t have it any other way.” You roll your eyes playfully, —only to their eyes did it seem that way— your thumb rubs against the stubble on his cheek having hiked up his balaclava to his slightly crooked nose. Your eyes don’t stray away from his brown ones, his pupils are slightly blown. Your own orbs are still shifting shades while you stare down the hulking wraith with uncertainty, it would be the first time since…

The blonde shifted his head slightly giving you better access to his jugular, eyes raking over the horned brunette in front of him. It happens all too quickly fangs are scraping against his pulse point and lips are being smashed against his. John swallows the deep hum from Simon when your teeth pierce through the skin of his neck, one of your hands on the nape of his neck and a clawed pale hand that didn’t belong to you sat against his jawline. Your knee that was against the bench now creates friction through the thick fabric of Ghost’s cargo pants right above his growing cock. The lieutenant lets out a broken moan combined with a grunt at the sudden motion that you can hear past his and Prices sealed lips before you’re pulling away.

“Got hybrids today, maybe you could stop by if your dog doesn’t turn you into a treat.” You hum rubbing a finger over the corner of your lips where stray blood had slipped before taking it in between your teeth and walking out of the training room ignoring the faint sounds of your superiors chuckle.

“You think she’ll get over it?” The blonde questioned standing from his seat with a crack of his back, eyes nots quite slipping from your retreating figure. —the sway of your hips to be exact— The brunette huffs out a chuckle slinging his bag over his shoulder before responding.

“When you think about it she’s approved a lot with him, especially since the med wing. Not a threat to her home anymore, just a threat to her people.” The one winged hybrid hummed out, the itch for a smoke growing more prominent the more time had passed.

“By people you mean us… but come on Price, Deity knows she has us” The dragons grin had yet to leave his face, arms thrown across his broad chest.

“We know we had her when she toyed with that one tall lad, König was it? She's just smelling him out Simon. Phoenixs are territorial, pretty sure the ‘threat’ will be gone soon enough. Hell he follows ‘er around like a lost pup anyhow… Tell you what, bet you a twenty he’ll be marked in the next month” With a pat on the shoulder Price left the room without another word, trailing along to the comfort of his office leaving Ghost to himself.

💌💌💌💌

You enjoyed the evenings right outside of base. It wasn’t too warm where your skin was being cooked to a crisp under the sun and not too cold to need anything other than a thin jacket at most. It was also the time where you could get a pocket of peace, where you didn’t have to listen to ‘lieutenant, lieutenant, lieutenant’. A scheduled area away from the comfort of your office where little to no one knew about? Perfect for you… until it wasn’t.

Your visitor couldn’t seem to the memo of temporary peace. All of a sudden instead of the sound of chirping crickets and flickers of fireflies, all you could focus on was the faint sound of the beat blaring through your sergeants headphones. Your cigarette softly crackles as you inhale the smoke from it, the smoke falling over the jacket that wasn’t actually yours. All you wanted was to finish your paperwork in peace and here comes this little mu-

You wanted to groan at the repeated tap on your thigh.

“… Soap” You call out with a huff in your voice, turning your head slightly to look over your shoulder to see the back side of the Scott who seemed blissfully unaware of his… surroundings

“Soap.” You call again his thick, bushy, tail swinging back and forth hitting your thigh with a ‘thump’. You stare at him for a while before standing, snatching the fur rod in your grasp with an underlying firmness.

“Mactavish.” The motion makes the hybrid jerk in his seat leaning forward slightly, dropping his files and pen in the process. You notice the tight looking collar around his neck that you couldn’t imagine having around your own but decide against speaking about it.

“Uh - L.T?” The wolf looks almost bashful when he turns to meet you gaze, your eyes low yet sharp and it reminds him of the day you met —if you could call it that—. The brunette was sure you could see the warmth spreading across his face, it would take a blind man not to.

“Your tail is whacking me.” Soap liked to think of himself as a pretty observant person and now he couldn’t tell if you wanted him in your bed or in a grave.

“It’s uh, g-got a mind of his own” Johnny stuttered out trying to not to fumble over his words. He runs a hand over the nape of his neck, persistent on keeping his eyes on yours and not the grasp you had on his tail.

“Well real it in or I will.” You finally let go of his tush, barely looking at him through the peripheral of your vision before taking your seat. The Mohawked stud takes a hold of his trim with his pants a little tighter then what they were a few moments ago, the thought of finishing his papers completely gone.

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･⋆.ೃ࿔*:･⋆.ೃ࿔*:･⋆.ೃ࿔*:･⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

Now that everyone’s got their screen time I can’t WAIT to write for my baby gaz🤭

I hate my writing this Chp but what can you do?🙂

[theshinazugawaslut]

𝑲𝑰𝑵𝑲𝑻𝑶𝑩𝑬𝑹 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 — 𝑬𝑺𝑯𝑨'𝑺 𝑳𝑰𝑺𝑻

/ this is my first time taking part of kinktober, if anyone has any ideas they'd also like to see, i'd be more than happy to add them. will be arranged into a proper masterlist soon!

Day One: - Shinazugawa Sanemi / Phone sex + voice kink / "Why'd You Only Ever Call Me When You're High?"

Day Two: - Katsuki Bakugo / face fucking + brat taming - Shigaraki Tomura / tentacle sex - Sanemi Shinazugawa / forced proximity

Day Three: - Shoto Todoroki / temperature play + praise kink - Sukuna Ryomen / bathing - Sanemi Shinazugawa / arranged marriage + fae

Day Four: - Muzan Kibutsuji / sex work + oiran - Shinazugawa Sanemi / vampire + longing - Sanemi Shinazugawa / ghost + haunted house

Day Five: - Shinazugawa Sanemi / omegaverse + scent kink - Katsuki Bakugo / werewolf + chasing and hunting - Aizawa Shota / villain roleplay + choking

Day Six: - Michikatsu Tsugikuni / vore + endless hunger + demon transformation / "I have been hungry." - Gyutaro Shabana / overstimuation + hand job - Sanemi Shinazugawa / piercing

Day Seven: - Levi Ackerman / virginity loss - Shigaraki Tomura / yandere and mind break - Sanemi Shinazugawa / somnophilia

Day Eight: - Kai Chisaki / medical roleplay - Izuku Midoriya / mutual masturbation + restraints/bondage - Sanemi Shinazugawa / dacryphilia

Day Nine: - Katsuki Bakugo / anal sex - Dabi / thigh fucking - Sanemi Shinazugawa / titty fucking

Day Ten: - Toga Himiko / face-sitting + squirting + blood - Keigo Takami / double pentration + bondage + praise kink + degradation kink + breeding - Sanemi Shinazugawa / yandere + paraphilic infantilism (treating/dressing someone like a child)

Day Eleven: - Shigaraki Tomura / Sex Tapes + Humiliation + Blackmailing - Sanemi Shinazugawa / dark fantasy + non-con

Day Twelve: - Douma / Vore + Period Sex - Isaac Foster / Predator-Prey + Murder + dubious consent + amokoscisia (mutiliation of women) - Sanemi Shinazugawa / teratophilia (deformed or monstrous people) + dark fantasy + reality/dream warp + mind break

Day Thirteen: - Shoto Todoroki / stalker + begging + delusional + needy - Hantengu clones / foursome + over stimulation - Sanemi Shinazugawa / Sanemi fucking a doll he made of you

Day Fourteen: - Touya Todoroki / 'Hate Sex' + loss of virginity + drunk sex - Uzui and his wives / free use - Sanemi Shinazugawa

Day Fifteen: - Kagaya Ubuyashiki / aphrodiasics - Muzan / necrophilia - Sanemi Shinazugawa

Day Sixteen: - Kagaya Ubuyashiki / CEO + exhibitionism + dick sucking - Sukuna Ryomen / party games + cockwarming + young love - Sanemi Shinazugawa / Goddess + agalmatophilia

Day Seventeen: - Touya Todoroki / Hades and Persphone + dubious consent + religous symbolism - Sanemi Shinazugawa / shower sex + lazy sex - Sanemi Shinazugawa / siren

Day Eighteen: - Shigaraki Tomura / Emetophilia (vomitting) - Sukuna / Exhibitionism + Sex slavery (of sorts) + Stockholm Syndrome - Sanemi Shinazugawa / hand fetish + lactophilia (breast milk)

Day Nineteen: - Genya / voyeurism + humiliation - Dabi / best friend's brother + forbidden love + tension - Sanemi Shinazugawa / cock and ball torture

Day Twenty: - Sanemi Shinazugawa / Courting Death / Grim Reaper AU + Suicide + Psychotic

Day Twenty One: - Cop!Sanemi / gunplay + brat taming + spanking + caning - Sanemi Shinazugawa / Wife Becomes a Man / Anal Sex (Nemi!Recieving)

Day Twenty Two: - Dabi / Delusion + yandere - Katsuki Bakugo / Barbarian King / feeding + stuffing + size kink + cock bulge - Sanemi Shinazugawa / orgasm denial

Day Twenty Three: - Genya / Mummy Kink - Sabito / treating you right kink - Sanemi Shinazugawa / pregnancy kink

Day Twenty Four: - Sanemi Shinazugawa / Son of Snow White x Daughter of the Evil Queen - Dabi / Beauty and the Beast AU

Day Twenty Five: - Muzan / Humiliation + Master/Slave  - Uppermoons / Gloryhole + Cum inflation -- Sanemi Shinazugawa / monster fucking 

Day Twenty Six: - Dabi / character study (doesnt want to end up like his parents but does worse) + branding + mafia + knife play + daddy kink + infantalisation - Sanemi Shinazugawa / lingerie + fisting 

Day Twenty Seven: - Izuku Midoriya / collars + sensory deprivation

Day Twenty-Eight: - Shoto Todoroki / soft sex + praise kink + bulging - Rengoku Kyojuro / loss of virginity + arranged marriage + passion - Sanemi Shinazugawa / Popstar!GF x Stylist!Sanemi 

Day Twenty-Nine: - Muzan Kibutsuji / CEO + Blackmailing + Classism - Mitsuri Kanroji / pillow princess + secret lesbianism + misogyny

Day Thirty:  - Sanemi Shinazugawa / doggy style - Ultraviolence / toxic!BF Katsuki - Sanemi / Loud + dick riding + gagging Sanemi

Day Thirty One: - Levi Ackerman / Quiet sex + Semi public  - Kai Chisaki / Brat taming + Corrective Dubcon - Sanemi Shinazugawa / Body Worship + First time + "I made you feel this good?"

[wayfayrr]

I've been on a little bit of a first kick recently - so here's a first meeting of reader and him based on this piece of the dolls au by @ovegakart (this amazing comic piece in particular) and on the topic of tagging people I've got some new friends on discord who have a love of first so consider this a gift <3 @fanfic-fairy-fountain @dreaming-of-lu @angry-trashcan @neverchecking <333 enjoy!

[masterlist]

“Hello..? Time… Sky… Link? Is anyone there?”

As if being forced into Hyrule wasn’t bad enough when I was with the chain, now that cursed shadow decides to push it even further by separating me from them? Why not just kill me outright… Is it to try to give the heroes hope? Wouldn’t it be worse for them for it to kill me outright than string them along with false hope?

“IS ANYONE HERE? HELLO??”

Where even am I? It looks like… Oh. Alone in catacombs, yeah if there’s anywhere to be killed by a malicious shadowy entity it would be in catacombs. Are there going to be redeads here?  If the rest of the monsters are anything to go off of it’s going to be much worse dealing with them now. They can’t handle sunlight though, can they? 

Then that means the pile of rubble in the centre here should be the safest place for me to think through the best way to handle all of this. If the shadow really wants to get to me then of course that won’t stop it but I have to try something right? Is sitting on top of what looks like a grave a little disrespectful? Yes. Do I have many options at the minute? No.

“-Wait-!”

WHY IS THE GRAVE SLIDING OPEN - WHAT WAS THAT!? WHY DOES IT SOUND LIKE SOMEONE IS YELLING?? 

“What… happened? Where is this place?”

I think without a doubt the sound I’ve just made is the most blood-curdling scream I’ve ever let out and - WHY IS HE COVERING MY MOUTH!?

“I’m sorry I know you’re confus- ACK.”

Was biting him the right option? Probably not! But it’s the only thing I could think of to do seeing as well, I'm not exactly calm at this moment in time. Despite the fact that this man has known me for, what, the span of less than a minute, he seems to have at the very least noticed my panic. Backing off like you would with a scared animal - do I really look that petrified? It’s taking everything in me now to not give into my racing heart. 

“I’m sorry, I must’ve overstepped your boundaries. But please can you not be so loud?”

“....”

“... yeah. Yeah I can be a bit quieter”

“So you uhhh-”

Where do I even start - this man just - He just crawled out of a grave. What do you even respond to that with??? 

“...You come round here often?”

[name]. [name] what the heck was that. That's how you flirt with someone at a bar not speak to a living corpse.

“No, I don’t really?”

“Yeah, I figured. I -”

“Are you alright?”

“Look I’m just a bit overwhelmed, I was separated from my group and dropped here then you- You crawled out of a grave and now I’m just?? I’m just stressed and this is only things that have happened today. Now I know that you’re probably more stressed for obvious reasons, but I’m just - I’m sorry for screaming.”

He took a step closer to me at that, not trying to be intimidating, but more cautious. Asking for permission to touch me with an invitingly open outstretched arm, one that seemed to promise some sort of salvation from all the stress I’ve been feeling. One that I was embarrassingly quick to accept. His touch - His hold, is so warm for someone who should really be so cold, there’s definite comfort in feeling his heart beating as well something that proves he’s alive. It didn’t last for long though, as he pulled himself away, reluctantly if I were being bold in how I was to describe it. His fingers lingered, resting on my arm in such a teasingly wanting way. He’s definitely a link thats for sure, that helps me to be more comfortable around him than I would have been with anyone else. He looks like he’s about to start crying.

I - oh god I’m the first person he’s seen since he came back to life. 

“Are you alright link?”

Was that the wrong thing to say? He hasn’t introduced himself to me,  I shouldn’t have said that. It seems like now it’s his turn to look confused - more so than he already was. 

“you how do you know my name?”

“I just guessed, the group I was with before they - well they all looked similar and went by the same name ‘link’ so I just assumed it was the same with you. I hope that doesn’t bother you.”

“No it doesn’t.” Why is he reaching for my face? He’s got such a soft look on his face, do I remind him of someone? He’s been dead so it could be possible I guess, but it feels like there’s more to how he said it than just something that simple. 

“Oh my dearest love...”

His hands are so soft… it’s hard not to just lean into his touch and stay there, but there are more important things to be dealing with right now. As much as I’d prefer to not have these questions answered. 

“What do you mean by that link? I don’t - I don’t think I’ve met you before.”

He’s so warm, I hate the fact that he’s most likely going to stop holding me when he realises I’m not the person he’s really ever going to want in a relationship. 

“You haven’t but, I can already tell that you’ll be my beloved soon enough.”

“I’m sorry? We’ve only just met how can you tell s- ACK”

This has to just be a link thing. What is it that makes them fall so quickly? But to hold someone so tightly when you've only just met them - when you’ve only just come back from death?  That doesn’t seem like a healthy thing for him, not in the slightest. 

Is my shoulder wet?

Why would it be wet - he was tearing up earlier and - no there it is he’s sniffling as if he’s trying his hardest not to cry. Even if he’s mildly delusional how cruel would you have to be to not help someone go through something as tough as this clearly is. It’s not hard to gently rub his back as he cries onto me, it’s not hard to hum to him as he clutches me like a lifeline, it’s not hard to be here for him when I have to do so little for him. 

“Link? Would you like to talk about it? I don’t know you but - but I’ll be here to listen to you.”

“Thank you. It’s simply that I - I don’t know why or how I got here, It’s simply that I woke up in there after everything then I saw you -”

“[name]”

“[name] and well you know what has happened since. I have to thank you for being here though, there’s something about you, some kind of energy that just feels like a part of myself that I lost. You feel like home to me [name]”

With that last sentence, he burrows his head even further into my neck seeking what I can only guess is comfort. He’s probably just desperate for another person's touch right now, rather than him having fallen in love with me from the briefest interaction that didn’t even go that well.   There’s no harm in waiting here with him for a moment though. What could go wrong in this amount of time?

[sarcki]

“even Demons of dreams have nightmares” -a small Fic from my “red strings and starlights” billford Au

Stanford woke up in the middle of the night, which isn’t too abnormal for him, the absence of a Comforting warmth and soft glow on his chest however was.

Getting up without his triangle shaped husband chastising him about getting his beauty sleep was odd… as funny as that sounds.

‘where the hell is he?’ Ford thought to himself, although hopefully bill would hear it and come back to bed.

‘it better not be dead rats again…’ Stanford made his way downstairs and was about to head into the kitchen, maybe Bill remembered he could eat and decided to raid the cupboards again. When he noticed a light coming from the living room.

“Oh no…” was the first thing he thought? Said? It didn’t matter, It’s not like Bill would hear him either way.

The TV static would make sure of that.

Bill was in his human form, unusual since they were in the house alone, he also had one of Mabel’s old baby dolls in his arms. tears were running from his face from where his eyes would be if he had any, Stanfords scientific mind would be fascinated by that if he wasn’t so concerned for his partner.

“Bill…” he said stepping in front of the TV

“Bill, it’s okay, she’s okay now, you didn’t mean it…” ford turned off the TV but bill was still in it deep. How a face with no eyes could stare right through him, he didn’t know, but nothing was above Bill (pines) Cipher.

“…mom…i wanna go home, I want my mama…” oh Axolotl please, ford was about as good at dealing with emotions as bill, which is to say he wasn’t.

“I know bill, but she’s gone… this is your home now, you’re home.”

“…home?” Bill cradled the baby doll tighter to his chest. that baby doll might as well have been fords heart because it felt as if it was in the same predicament, strangled by ciphers sorrows. Bill had confessed a lot to Ford that he would no one else, like how he was a mama’s boy, how be wanted to be just like her, how he… tried to show her the stars… without a space suit so to speak…

Accidentally killing the one person who truly loved you unconditionally when trying to show them something precious to you, ford was honestly impressed cipher was as stable as he was. …he couldn’t imagine, selfishly he also didn’t want to, even if it would help him understand his husband better.

So he just… hugged… hugged bill until sunrise because that’s all he could do, he couldn’t bring back Euclydia, he couldn’t bring back Euclid and Scalene, he couldn’t even hunt down the monster that killed them like he once promised because… bill was that monster. He couldn’t even be good emotional support… but, he could at least try and be a good husband

“Yeah bill, home…”

[mi-i-zori]

I - Retrieval of the Doll

CoD - TF141 (Soap's POV)

SUMMARY : Soap is used to fighting against monsters disguised as humans. But the world has changed. Creatures much more dangerous than humans are now threatening the order of things, and it's become his mission to Secure, Contain, Protect.

WARNINGS : None. Just a post apocalyptic setting.

Author's Note : Never thought I'd be brave enough to post this. But I hyper focused on SCP stuff for a while and was quite satisfied with this, and I thought it would be silly to let it rot in my files. So here you go.

I do not allow anyone to re-publish, re-use and/or translate my work, be it here or on any other platform, including AI.

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As a joint, multi-national special operations and counter-terrorism military unit, Task Force 141 has been put in charge of many perilous missions. Its members, considered to be some of the best soldiers in the world, have seen their share of horrors ; a reality nobody could really imagine unless they saw it with their own eyes. Some people never even thought such nightmare-inducing experiences could ever happen. 

Which, in itself, could be seen as some sort of relief.

For it was those soldiers’ job to protect those who only wished to live in peace, away from the souls seeking a path of power and destruction. To get rid of the humans threatening their civilian peers. When you think yourself to be the ultimate predator, it is easy to forget you are not the only one sharing similar thoughts and acting to break their limits ; to achieve a twisted form of perfection, never caring about who they might end up crushing under the foundations of the world you dream of.

Nowadays, Mobile Task Force 141 isn’t too different from what it used to be - except the dangers they are brought to face are far from being human.

The world has changed. The security of this planet has been compromised, thus leading to an international review of every single safety measure made to preserve humanity itself, as well as the many environments it came to conquer, and sometimes lose.

It started with what is now known as the Covid-19 pandemic. When the year 2020 was littered with a seemingly never-ending amount of deaths, with some even trying to compare it to a list of other illnesses that once wrecked havoc around the world, such as the Black Death or the Great Influenza epidemic. It added a twisted dimension of resigned horror to the events everyone was going through. When the pandemic started to slow down, hopes of peace also came to rise.

But it didn’t take long for things to become much worse.

A year later, the global climate had fallen apart, and the world became colder every month. Snow started falling in Africa, covering even the Sahara in a layer of crystallized water. The icy plains covering the poles thickened and spread over miles, now covering an ever-growing surface nobody ever thought to be possible in such a short amount of time. All over the world, autumn and spring started to feel like winter, and summer like spring.

Only a few months were needed for a handful of researchers to find the source of all those changes : our planet had somehow broken out of its orbit, straying further and further away from the Sun. Even more surprising, a few other celestial bodies caught in our solar system, mainly those that circled the further away from our star like Pluto, seemed to be creeping closer at an unimaginable speed. 

It was theorized that these planets and the Sun’s gravitational pulls had changed drastically, leading our solar system to seemingly be thrown upside down ; although it would probably take some time before studies could yield a few reliable results. What was for certain, however, was that many were those who succumbed to the sudden waves of frost that assaulted the Earth. Humans, animals, plants - no one, and nothing, was spared. 

Yet on the other hand, the species that pushed through it all were found to have started to evolve quickly in subtle, unexpected ways. It gave the situation a fascinating, supernatural aspect - one that sparked hope in the hearts of those who tried their best to stay positive.

« Survival of the fittest », was how the situation started to be referred to by many. The media was partially to blame for such a frightening quote ; yet there was no denying the thought crossed everyone’s mind more than once.

But things didn’t stop there. The Frost in itself would have been bearable had humanity’s most important resources not suddenly started to collapse. 

The gargantuan platforms drinking petroleum from the ocean floors were the first to crumble. Waves akin to mountains crushed their pillars, sending gigantic shreds of ruined machinery to the not-so distant shores. The wails of those who ended up being torn apart by unknown forces were swept away by the winds. Some of their shredded silhouettes could also be spotted on the surface of beaches covered in crystals of salt. Areas that were soon to be declared « off-limits ».

Then sudden, violent earthquakes started to shake the entirety of the world. As one of their worst consequences, many underground gaz pockets started rupturing, their contents leaking over the surface ; mixing with the normally breathable air. Things happened too quickly for any previsions to be made, and many were those who succumbed to gaz poisoning or explosions before the most vulnerable areas could be properly evacuated. The gaz exploitations worldwide, as well as their workers, were the principal victims of these devastating events. 

And there was more. Roads, radio towers, internet relays and power lines kept being torn apart by waves upon waves of merciless winds. Tornadoes, hurricanes, blizzards and storms of all kinds unleashed their wrath upon solid ground, shredding rural towns and buzzing cities alike. The survivors were left with nothing, and sometimes no one. Communicating over long distances became a struggle in many places, and over time, repairs could hardly be seen as efficient. While lasting power outages and blocked-off roads became so common people started to learn how to live through them, they also became a source of anguish - for they often tended to be a symptom of imminent destruction.

Theories of all sorts have been shared to try and pinpoint the cause of it all, based on science, myths, urban legends and more - but a real answer has yet to be given.

At least, to the common masses.

A few years have passed since what has quickly been labeled as « the beginning of the end ». Although things seem to have settled a little bit, it doesn’t prevent any kind of chaos from surprising everyone once more. Despite the comfort they manage to preserve, humans are solely focused on survival, constantly building and rehabilitating underground shelters in the hopes they will be enough to protect them against the worst catastrophes. Recording every new event has become a way for people to help understand the origins and functioning of these innumerable changes. A desperate attempt to overcome the disasters they constantly unleash.

On his own smaller scale, Sergeant John « Soap » MacTavish quickly started to do the same, detailing them in a special notebook himself. Combining them with his own experiences, analysis and thoughts, he finds some comfort in the way it makes him feel grounded, standing on his feet despite the way reality keeps being thrown upside-down, the potential conflicts between what his job forces him to do and the new kinds of horrors he sees. Helps me stay sane, he repeats over and over when his teammates ask him what he is doing. Even though he lost count of how many times he has been caught off guard by how big the moon sometimes seems to be.

In his eyes, Mother Nature has officially labeled humanity as its target, and seems to do everything in its power to destroy it - piece by piece.

He is not the only one nurturing such thoughts. When his busy schedule allows him to turn on the TV standing in the common room of his barracks, the screen seems to constantly hold images of riots, interviews of crying faces and angry social media feeds - people blaming the biggest companies, governments or whatever name they can find to unleash their frustrations on. Fear, panic and despair spread everywhere in the world as people struggle to understand the cause of everything. Inside the military bases he is stationed on, keeping the morale up has become increasingly difficult. Tensions arise between those who dare voice their thoughts and the others who, usually coming back from deployment, only wish to find even the smallest ounce of peace, away from the exhausting violence of it all.

This is our reality now, is what every single person worldwide thinks as they are submitted to constant security measures on the daily - safety protocols meant both to protect their health, and keep any form of potential terrorism at bay. For many are those who try to take advantage of the chaos, finding power and satisfaction among the seemingly never-ending confusion.

Yet none of them knows anything about the real threat looming above their heads. 

Most of the time, Soap struggles to grasp what he sees. As a soldier, he has been trained to never question the orders he receives - and although his team has already gone rogue once or twice, which ended up being beneficial for many people, he makes sure to follow his Captain’s words. Yet he can’t deny the fact that his mind has a will of its own, constantly running over miles of thoughts whenever its owner takes a break. And when facing the things that now seem to crawl all over the world, he is unable to stop the questions from flowing.

Night had already fallen when the Researchers arrived to the military base. When they went to bed a few hours later, the soldiers of the 141 could hardly believe what they’d heard : detailed explanations about a new kind of intensive training to face otherworldy beings - some so powerful they became the real cause behind many of the current catastrophic events. They were sent off with a new schedule and bewildered thoughts about anomalies that have been roaming the surface of the Earth long before humanity came to exist. Creatures that have found a place among them all. Unimaginable threats a secret organisation had been dealing with for decades - perhaps even longer. 

And the terrifying knowledge that some of these creatures had « breached containment », as the lead researcher said.

Secure. Contain. Protect. 

Such is the mantra every single member of the SCP Foundation has engraved onto their very bones. The one that every single soldier now also has to follow.

Not so long ago, Soap went through a very different routine than the one he pushes himself through every day now that the Foundation has started working directly with the international forces. The daily list of questions he has to answer frequently changes, probably to prevent his brain from settling into a potentially dangerous pattern ; one that could easily be copied by an entity. And, for now, his answers remain practically the same every time. He can only pray it stays that way.

Even though he doesn’t really know who he should dedicate his prayers to anymore.

The thought has him curse lowly under his head-gear. He takes a second to readjust his mask, groaning as the rough edges carve trails of reddish discomfort on his cheeks. The unknown fumes that now litter the surface of certain areas of the world distort his surroundings like an intense heat would do the air. A part of him is grateful for how quickly the new generation of air-filters has been developed, allowing people like him to do their job without inhaling a lethal amount of poison in the span of a few minutes ; but the protection still weighs heavy on his jaw, held tightly by a series of straps that scrape against his scalp with each careful move of his head. Ignoring it isn’t easy, especially when the warmth of his own breath keeps wafting against his skin. He stopped counting the times his tongue darted out to wet his lips, the delicate skin tightening even more every time it dries up.

Secure. Contain. Protect.

Right.

And how are they supposed to do so when they barely have any idea of what exactly they have been sent to face ?

The sarcasm of his thoughts is cut abruptly when his Captain’s voice echoes through his earpiece.

« Soap, Ghost, how copy ? » 

« All ah can say is it’s been a while since ah’ve seen so much green in a city. » 

« Green that could hide our target. Stay sharp. »

« Aye, Sir. »

« Gaz, you still in position ? »

« Affirmative, Sir. Got your back. »

Treading through the ruins of what once was a small French town, now partially swallowed by the forest lining its borders, has proven to be quite the experience - one as fascinating as it is tense and tiring. Initially, the two areas did not share a border. They slowly grew to do so, until massive roots tore the concrete roads apart, and various - possibly mutated - plants greedily devoured both fields and buildings.

Johnny feels the mnestic drugs he took before the mission steel his mind from the potential antimemetic entity they’re chasing. He notices their effect in the way the details of his surroundings stay clear in a corner of his thoughts, as if he was constantly looking at them. The medicine reinforces his memory, preventing it from being erased should it be their target’s ability. 

In full honesty, they are not sure of its nature. They have have been led to take such precautions because of a few sightings that all seemed to circle around places with lots of information, such as computer stores, book stores, or other similar environments. Said environments being literal playgrounds for antimemetic entities.

What they are sure of, however, is that their target is far from being human, and could be extremely dangerous. And although they have been trained to face any kind of supernatural being, Soap can’t deny that this is far from the military operations they used to deal with. 

Sometimes, he misses the horrors of the past.

« Went around the electronics stores o’ the west central block, » says the gravelly voice of his lieutenant, both through the comms and behind him. « Didn’t see, hear or feel a thing. » 

« Copy that, Ghost, » Price answers. « Got nothin’ on our end either. Keep searching. »

Soap points to a grand building standing at the end of the street. Not far from him, Ghost nods, holding a finger to his earpiece.

« Found the library, » he announces.

« You goin’ in then ? »

« Affirmative. »

« Roger that. Be careful. »

« Aye, » Soap says, ending the conversation.

Like all the other buildings in this town, the library’s white walls and columns, built as a modern mimicry of the Ancient Greek temples, are being swallowed by countless strands of ivy. The small garden surrounding it has long gone haywire, nature reclaiming its rights with a series of colorful flowers and overgrown greenery. It gives the whole setting an undeniable charm, and Johnny wishes he could capture it in his sketchbook.

But they’re not here to play tourists.

« Ghost an’ Soap, goin’ dark. »

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[seramilla]

So human au before they moved in with Carmilla whenever Emily had a nightmare or was feeling bad Sera let her sleep with her and cuddle up with her it always made Emily feel better to cuddle up with her sister and just be held she suspected that it also made Sera feel better. Whenever Sera seemed upset or overly stressed Emily would offer but Sera always said no trying to deny that things were worse than normal. Eventually Emily started pretending to have nightmares whenever she thought Sera was overly stressed or upset so far she hasn't caught on but is worried that her concerns are scaring Emily and affecting her.

Sera will be the first to admit -- despite Emily being the most easy-going child a guardian could ask for, raising her hadn't always been sugar and rainbows. Adjusting to life as a working adult had been quite a jarring experience to the young college dropout. Being a parent responsible for another entire human life, well... that had been something else entirely.

Daytime was easier, in retrospect. She would drop Emily off at daycare at the ass crack of dawn, put in her 8 hours at the office, and then leave in the late afternoon to pick her sister up and take her home. Emily was always a delight for her teachers -- she never fussed at mealtimes, always played nice with the other children, and went down for a nap like the sandman himself had knocked her out cold.

She was happy as could be on the ride home, and during dinner, and in the few hours that Sera got to play with her before bed. The sisters would go on many fantastical adventures with what dolls and toys Sera could afford. Emily would giggle like a maniac, ask Sera for "uppies!" when the young girl was feeling needy, and ultimately fall asleep in her arms after a bedtime story.

Daytime and its waning hours were easier. It was nighttime that often proved troublesome. Not that she blamed Emily in the least. Not after what her little sister had been through.

It didn't happen every night. Not even most nights. But once or twice a week, usually at ungodly hours of the morning, when the world was dead and every other living thing was sound asleep, Sera would be awoken suddenly by a cry somewhere in the apartment.

Back when she'd slept in the living room, because she'd given the bedroom to Emily...sounds of sobbing and abject fear would get closer and closer to her from down the hallway. Tiny footfalls would draw nearer, ever and ever faster, until a tiny body would be trying desperately to climb onto the futon next to her. Little grasping hands would grip her face, and hot breaths would brush against her cheeks, screaming her name.

"Sera! Sera! Up! Want up!"

The first few times it happened, Sera had been terrified, worried her sister was in physical pain. That she'd somehow hurt herself wandering around at night, or got into something she shouldn't. After the next few times it happened, she learned to stop panicking. It didn't help Emily, and only got her even more worked up.

After Sera learned what those tiny hands felt like on her face, and how the weight of the futon would dip whenever her sister wanted "up!", the older woman would reach out for Emily in the dark, and pull her up onto the thin mattress, drawing her close into her arms.

"Ssshh! Ssshh! Emi, my love, you'll wake the neighbors. It's okay. You're all right. Tell me what happened?"

"Monster! The monster! It crash! I scared!"

Sera learned early on that even though Emily was too young to understand exactly what happened to her that night, Emily still had vivid dreams of the moment their parents died. She can't imagine what that felt like...being such a tiny, helpless person, strapped into a car seat, experiencing such a violent event. Then having to be dragged out of a car by the jaws of life, and handed off to complete strangers she'd never met before, with the flashing lights of ambulances and screams of police sirens all around...

Fuck, even an adult would have lingering trauma after surviving something like that. Let alone a baby. Sera is astonished Emily can even function as well as she does, all things considered.

But these late-night episodes...even though they ring with the echoes of past trauma...these moments were just for them. If Sera had been completely honest with herself, they were reminders that she was needed. That Emily loved her, specifically sought her out for warmth and comfort, and trusted her to soothe the pain and fear away.

Sera got used to having Emily beside her at night. They'd fall asleep, and awaken to a world that was much more beautiful and bright than the things that lingered in the dark, that were waiting to snatch up little girls without warning. At some point, it became a sort of comfort for Sera, knowing that Emily would be there when she woke up, all snotty-nosed and drooling on their shared pillow. She'd have to drag them both out of bed, and get ready for the day, but it was well worth it.

So when time happened, and Sera eventually got them an apartment with their own rooms, Emily grew out of her incessant night terrors. She was getting older. She was growing up, and starting school, as children are wont to do. More often than not, she stayed in her own bed at night. All night.

Sera began to feel... against her own will and better judgement... utterly and selfishly begrieved.

Sera's world was getting more complicated. Her job was more demanding, the bills were piling up, and she didn't make enough to cover them. While she was still relatively trapped in the same old cycle for years on end, Emily herself was changing. Every day, her little sister was evolving, and coming into her own. Even though she knew it was completely unwarranted, and entirely foolish to feel this way about a child...Sera couldn't help but feel her sister slowly but surely pulling away.

Not physically or emotionally. Just in the way she interacted with the world, and the way her independence kicked into full throttle by the time she was 7 years old.

Emily was leaving Sera behind. And even though Emily would never admit it to her big sister, the introspective, empathetic little girl understood far more than Sera gave her credit for.

She sensed the stress that Sera was going through. Felt it in the way Sera worked longer hours, and forced herself to talk to her after school. The way she could barely stay awake long enough to help Emily with her homework. Every time Emily would ask Sera, "Are you okay?", Sera would just give her a feigned, forced smile, and pretend everything was fine.

"I'm okay, Emi," Sera would say, despite the clear weight of the bags under her eyes, and the pallor of her skin in the unnatural light of the kitchen. It was obvious Sera wasn't okay, but Emily trusted her sister implicitly. Sera took care of her. Provided for her. Her big sister always encouraged her to tell her when something was wrong. To always ask for help when she needed it. She would never lie to Emily about something like this.

Would she?

Emily didn't mean to deceive Sera. Not really. It wasn't really lying when it was a half-truth. In the way that logic worked in the mind of a 7-year-old, Emily reminded herself that lots of kids she knew threw tantrums, or faked being sick, or worse. This was nothing, compared to all that.

Right?

One evening -- the night before Emily knew her sister would be interviewing for a big, important job in the city the next day -- she managed to stay awake until she heard Sera settle herself into bed. Emily waited another 30 minutes or so after that, to not make it obvious. She stayed awake as long as she could, until the weight of her own eyelids threatened to force her asleep before she could execute her plan.

With her last burst of energy, Emily forced a convincing wail out of her mouth. It came naturally, after a few minutes. She still remembered what the dreams felt like, and drew upon those memories. It wasn't hard. They didn't haunt her as much anymore, but they were still there, sitting behind her brain, ready to fuel the performance of the century.

She didn't wait too long after that to go to Sera; she was afraid she wouldn't be convincing, if Sera had to get up to check on her. She rushed into Sera's room, not bothering with the light, and crawled into bed beside her sister. Sera's new bed was much smaller than the futon had been, but there was still more than enough room for her to crawl under the covers and cuddle up next to her. Like when she was little.

"Sera, wake up! Please! I had the dream again!"

Sera seemed genuinely shocked, when her sister suddenly manifested in the bed beside her. Not having been forced out of a dead sleep for close to a year at that point, it genuinely took her several seconds to comprehend what was happening. Emily was smashed up right next to her face, hot tears pouring down her cheeks, like they hadn't in such a long time...

Sera's arms shot out and gripped her tightly, almost before her brain finished catching up with what was happening. Emily continued sobbing into her shoulder, and Sera's hind brain took control, like an instinct. In her half-asleep stupor, Sera didn't even have to think before starting to comfort the little girl.

"Oh, oh, my Emi! It was just a dream, darling. I'm here. Come here."

Sera scooted back in the bed, up against the wall, so Emily had plenty of room on the mattress. She'd traded that old futon for a new twin bed some time ago. But Emily was still small enough to fit in there with her, and honestly, with even tighter quarters, it just meant the girl cuddled up even closer to her than usual.

"Do you want to tell me about it?" Sera asked, yawning, and stroking Emily's cheeks. She was doing a terrible job of hiding how tired she truly was; fighting against the dirty beast that was the need for sleep, to be there for her little sister once again.

"...No," Emily said, bluntly. She was exhausted, too, and didn't want to have to pretend to be in distress any more than she already was. "Just hold me, Sera. Please."

"Okay..."

Sera held Emily close to her, for the rest of the night, until the incessant blaring of her phone alarm went off the next morning. Upon waking to the fresh hell that was her daily routine, Sera was pleasantly surprised to feel more rested than she had in a long while. Thank heaven for that, she'd thought. She was going to need all the extra energy she could spare that day.

As she and Emily prepared to leave, piled into the car, and headed toward Emily's school, the smile on Sera's face was a touch more genuine than it had been lately. As they pulled up to that big, fancy building that Emily called her school, Emily opened her door to get out, but Sera held on to the child's arm, pausing her departure for just a moment longer.

Sera smiled and pulled her sister closer, to land a perfectly aimed, maternal sort of kiss directly to her cheek. All lips, with an exaggerated "mwah!" at the end of it. Emily blushed profusely.

"Sera, stoooop!" Emily whined. "Not in front of my friends!"

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Sera insisted, laughing. "I just love you so much."

Emily wiped the invisible essence of her older sister off her cheek with defiance. She closed the car door, and hoisted her heavy backpack further up her shoulder. For some reason, the girl insisted on taking all of her workbooks home after school every night, to absolutely make sure she got all her homework done. For better or worse, she really was learning to be as dedicated to academics as her sister.

Before Emily could walk away, Sera beamed at her. She blew her another kiss, and despite herself, Emly grinned and blew one back.

"I love you, Em!" Sera said. "Things will be better soon. I just know it. I have a good feeling about today!"

Emily smiled, and waved at Sera as she put the car into drive. "I love you, too! Do your best!"

Sera watched and made sure Emily entered the school building safely before she pulled away. She had her interview first thing that morning that she had a really good feeling about.

She guessed she could be back to her regular office job by 10:00, if she played her cards right. She'd told her boss she had a dentist appointment that morning, and Sera was determined to stick to that story, whether she got this new job or not. What her boss didn't know, wouldn't hurt him.

[bantaro-bird]

Clearing out old posts in my project folder. I have a stack of lore doodles for my dream monster doll AU.

Picking up right where the first post left off, after Sapnap rescues Dream, he tries to tell Skeppy and BBH about him, but they don't believe him. It's just Sapnap's doll that he carries everywhere.

Not knowing where the monster went, thinking it could maybe even be invisible, BBH and Skeppy are really worried about Sapnap's safety. Until the thing turns up again and they can get rid of it properly, BBH brings Sapnap to sleep in his room.

Dream can disguise as a doll, but he's still a living creature that needs to eat, so when Sapnap bring him to bed, he has to sneak out without waking up BBH.

He wakes up Sapnap, who is not too keen on staying in bed.

Dream knows Sapnap isn't supposed to be up this late and, despite his struggling, takes him back to bed.

But Sapnap makes a lot of noise during this, which wakes up BBH and alerts him to the fact that Sapnap is missing from his bed. Skeppy was awoken by the noises too and they both go to investigate the source of it. They find Dream carrying Sapnap and immediately start trying to figure out how to rescue Sapnap. Skeppy hits him as hard as he can with a wooden baseball bat, but the bat just breaks and Dream in unphased. Before they can think of anything else, Dream just approached BBH and gently offers Sapnap to him.

He then returns to his toy form.

So Skeppy and BBH are finally putting together that the toy and the monster really are the same, and maybe the monster is Sapnap's friend after all. But it's still clearly a REALLY dangerous creature and they don't know if they can trust it.

For now, BBH declares a truce between them and Dream on the condition that Dream sleep alone in Sapnap's room tonight so they can all get some sleep and talk about this situation properly in the morning.

Dream agrees to these conditions.

In the morning, Sapnap comes running excitedly to wake Dream, who is extremely groggy and still pretty hungry.

Dream turns into his toy form so Sapnap has to carry him to the kitchen.

At breakfast, while Dream and Sapnap are really excited they don't have to keep their secret anymore, Skeppy and BBH still really don't know how to feel about all this.

The only drawing I have concerning the family meeting is this one about Dream's lack of table manners.

And then I have one last drawing where Dream learns about Sapnap's fire powers for the first time. It was from a later segment where BBH gives Sapnap some trash and tells him to take care of it. Dream follows Sapnap into this mysterious metal shed where the walls and floor are covered in soot. Dream is extremely uneasy. He thinks Sapnap is going to be irresponsibly playing with fire so he keeps trying to stop him. In the process Sapnap accidentally gets a papercut, and then deals with it by summoning a flame to cauterize the wound. Dream is eventually properly informed that Sapnap is a fireborn and that BBH and Skeppy regularly give him burnables to take to the shed to practice controlling his powers.

[lokeefe19]

Murder Drones -Tales From Coppervile Quotes #2

Here’s an another set of Quotes from My Supernatural Au as I had more ideas while making Chapter 2 and 3.

How to become Popular

Uzi - So this whole Becoming Popular thing? How are you going to achieve it?

V- Simple Human. All I had to do is find the thing that makes everyone here acknowledge me as the top of the class and then everyone will bow down to Me! Then once I reached the 1000 kills I will become the most powerful vampire in the past century and I will rule Both Worlds!

Uzi - Yeah. I regret Asking.

A sticky Situation

Doll - So you’re telling me that there is a giant Slime monster made of jello that is planning to eat the town and you call me for advice?

Uzi - Yes!

Doll - It’s Simple . Eat it.

Uzi - Aww. But I hate Jello.

Doll - And I have a 1000 word essay due tomorrow. We all have struggles.

A Bad Dream

Khan - Phew. What a dream. For a second there I thought my wife and Daughter had magic powers and Uzi was dating. That could of been awful.

Khan then sees Nori and Uzi fighting a Squid and N walks up to him.

N - Don’t Worry Uzi’s Dad. My girlfriend and Your Wife will take care of this Octo-Squid thing soon enough.

Khan - Ohh I’m still dreaming!

[localcanadiancreature62]

MORE Perfect Plan/Perfect World au lore

More of This au. This time with the logistics of the Perfect World itself and also Lobotomy Husbands stuff.

More Lobotomy Husbands musings + how the Perfect World works: There's no official law or government in Ford's Perfect World. Bill *IS* the law,he secretly enforces every law there by having his clones from the og Dimension 46'/ tell the actual cops what to do and he threatens to kill them if they don't comply. Although despite this,there's actual government officials cops and even Barack Obama as the president however they're just as fake as Ford's "family" since they're mere copies made to stabilize the dream world that Bill made for his researcher husband. There's even various civilians to populate the dream world,which are fake as well.

Bill and Ford have been married for 10 years,which is also the duration of how long the dream world has existed. Ford is now 70,and he has been 70 for a while as time doesn't fly in the Perfect World. No one ages here,they remain the same age as they were "created". Fidds and Stan are still in their 60s,the twins are 12,Wendy is 15,Soos is 21,etc. The general populace also stays in a permanent time stasis as no one ages or actually progresses besides the changes that Ford or Bill has made to the world.

The Henchmaniacs aren't allowed in the Perfect World,as Bill knows that those chaotic bastards will ruin the permanent stasis bubble he made for his husband in one way or another no matter how many times he threatens them as he knows that it's in their nature to destroy things as the monsters of the multiverse. Which is why Ford never actually sees Bill's friends despite the triangle often talking about them.

They're not actually married. Bill and Ford aren't actually married. Bill deadass just put a ring on himself and Ford then called it a day soon after the Perfect World was created,erasing the man's memory of him randomly giving him a ring and replacing the memory with an actual ceremony with the Henchmaniacs attending. Tfw you call a man your husband when you didn't even have a ceremony and just made him THINK you had one fr fr.

Fidds Stan Mabel Dipper Wendy and Soos are NOT aware of anything that's going on in the Perfect World. These mfs are literally empty husks with set instructions on how to act or feel,their personalities and desires are PROGRAMMED into them by Bill as if they were living dolls. Only Fiddleford is starting to become aware as Bill somehow managed to make him TOO advanced as he was given alll of the assets in order to be Ford's perfect bestie,which suddenly made him develop feelings and thoughts but Bill keeps erasing his memory every time so that he won't find out about the Horrors (everything is fake the world he lives in is a lie and his entire being is a lie and he's merely a clone of a man that was far more real than he is :]),but he doesn't know that this exact advanced copy will lead to his eventual defeat.

Ford is 100% aware of the horrific shit that Bill gets into like destroying and conquering worlds torturing people and literally having the entire multiverse under his palm but instead of being horrified about the fact that he's married to a monster,he's basically like "Oh that's nice,dear" because he's too damn happy and gay to notice how fucked up his triangular husband is. There is such a thing as being blinded by happiness...

The Perfect World was created after Bill grabbed the ashes of Dimension 46'/ and shaped the remains of the dimension into his researcher husband's happy place with his newfound abilities of controlling space matter and time. He made an entirely new dimension with the remains of the original one,one with moldable qualities and a permanent time stasis (Time Baby would be thoroughly pissed at the existence of a dimension where time doesn't progress if he was still alive). The Perfect World has since been called Dimension Infinity after the Axolotl acknowledged it as an official part of the multiverse, it's called such due to it having infinite possibilities with Bill constantly molding different aspects into it (but really out of universe,i just wanted it to sound cool fodndjdnd).

I was serious about Bill being the Ruler of the Multiverse. He deadass got exactly what he wanted after he made Weirdmaggedon global and "liberated" Dimension 46'/,with everyone in the multiverse worshipping him out of fear and slight admiration for managing to have the entire multiverse at his fingertips due to his sheer power. But really it was all because of his assets,and him realizing that he the more he uses his powers the more his power grows as he can now control EVERYTHING like he said "I can control Space,Matter,and now that the dumb baby is out of the way,Time itself!". Bill managed to get the Time Anomaly Removal Crew as well as Time Baby's old time soldiers at his side,he ended up having most dimensional rulers to agree to his demands regarding him being able to freely manipulate or destroy their worlds as he wishes lest they get their organs turned inside out,and he even got the Axolotl to let him take on their role of watching over the multiverse for them while also giving him permission to create worlds as he wishes. However the Axolotl was half bluffing,as they only let him take on the Multiverse Ruler role while not letting him freely create worlds besides being able to mold the Perfect World as he wishes. Because they knew that Bill's new plan was going to fail horribly one day,and letting him have everything he wants will slowly make him realize that he made a mistake once it all crumbles down on him in the end.

In the Perfect World,nothing gets in nothing gets out unless they have Bill's permission. Bill was somehow able to grab his memory of the Gravity Falls natural law of Weirdness Magnetism and he ended up expanding on it so that it would reach a dimensional scale. This is why interdimensional anomalies besides the ones that already exist inside of the Perfect World won't be able to get in,as only Bill has the ability to collapse the barrier with his current higher power level. No one really wants to stay there anyway save for a few refugees from decaying or destroyed dimensions,because everyone in the multiverse know that Bill is bad news and that they figured it would be better to not interact with him at all lest they get their skin turned inside out for merely insulting him or Ford. Bill did this because he doesn't want anyone to go in and ruin everything for his husband's dream world with their chaos.

I mentioned that the Perfect World doesn't change unless Bill or Ford do something to it. Bill's changes are usually precautionary measures or putting in things that Ford would like,such as a setting that causes any intruder to be electrocuted once they enter the buildings that they own/are associated with such as their condo the Oregon Institute of Oddology the Stanley Co Comics building Dipper and Mabel's house that they live with Stan and their fake ass parents (lightning bolts are set to appear and electrocute enemies until they die. Bill is playing with this world like the fuckin sims) and a museum where ancient extinct anomalies are on display (the bigfoot mothman etc) while Ford's changes are usually science/environment related such as having Bill invent a new mineral that replaces plastic so that people will use something renewable AND one that's better for the environment (also to feed his ego cuz he'll be hailed as a revolutionary for this invention loll) or making the triangle create a chemical that is more dangerous and potent than radiation so that he has better fuel for his giant death ray machine (made for.. entirely research related reasons and not because Ford wants to see a machine that can kill thousands,totally totally not).

Bill and Ford got EXACTLY what they wanted,with Bill being able to rule the multiverse with his genius by his side while Ford is a successful genius like he always wanted if he didn't fail to attend West Coast Tech university. They got everything they wanted,but at what cost?. At what cost,Bill/Ford?. Bill has to try everything to keep Ford happy lest he'd be all alone again with a miserable genius that hates him and things would go back to the bitter way they were while Ford is outright living a lie no matter how happy he is with it..

Ford is slightly more unhinged now that he lives in a world with no consequences i.e one where Bill can immediately reverse time to get rid of all casualties with his newfound power. He freely creates machines that can cause whole species' to go extinct,he has made guns that can kill a thousand men,the chemicals he has unleashed to the public are more noxious than any regular mineral,and he may or may not have made Bill create a self destruct device for their house if any intruders got in (it would kill the intruders by the time they escape). He is absolutely batshit insane and Bill loves him even more for it,especially when he's the one enabling Ford's crazy experiments without once making him doubt whether it's safe or not since he can just reverse everything whenever something goes wrong.

Oregon still technically exists in the Perfect World which is why it's called the OREGON Institute of Oddology,except Oregon America is the only place there. None of the other countries exist,Bill purposely made Oregon the only state and America the only country so that Ford would never want to leave (talk about possessive amiright?). He isn't even aware of the fact that he's living in the middle of nowhere nor the fact that America is the only country smack dab in the middle of an empty white void as he's too preoccupied with his picture perfect life to care.

Story wise,the beginning and the end has all of the lore and fucked up shit. The middle part however,is entirely just happy Lobotomy Husbands. As this particular section contains the entirety of their 10 year marriage. (okay but it's so funny that the entirety of the story is in two parts meanwhile there's a whole section where there's just married gay people pffft).

This au is set in Gravity Falls,but it's no longer a geographical anomaly when it's literally the only place that exists in the Perfect World's version of Oregon. The town is exactly the same as canon,only with no mayor or founder or history with the Northwests and Bill is it's sole leader.

[undertale-fic-librarby]

(Hello! I really don't know how to send an ask on this blog, so I'm just trying! )

I wanted to know if there are fanfics of gaster x reader, or gaster aus x reader^^

Howdy, thanks for asking! Here are some fics that might fit what you're looking for!

Into the Fire by Zenobia1 (Mature, Incomplete)

After securing a work placement at the CORE, you begin to fall ill to some mysterious disease. Unfortunately for you, your boss is W.D Gaster, and he has taken interest.

Physical Therapy by Beewritesstuff (Explicit, Incomplete)

"Traumatized people chronically feel unsafe inside their bodies: the past is alive in the form of gnawing interior discomfort. -The Body Keeps The Score, Bessel van der Kolk Dr. W.D. Gaster is not a happy man...but he had been, once. Perhaps he could be again. ...and he can't stop thinking about you. Can't make himself stop thinking about you. A love story.

Life In The Doll House by AthenaNuu (Explicit, Incomplete)

You're making an okay living, running a popular blog and video channel titled "Life In The Doll House", which is dedicated to reviewing toys, dolls and games. It's a satisfying and enjoyable job, however, it doesn't quite pay the bills. After a chance encounter with the famed Royal Scientist, Dr. W. D. Gaster, you hastily send in an application for his job advertisement: a live-in nanny for his two young children, Sans and Papyrus. As it turns out, the mysterious Dr. Gaster isn't quite as you'd expected, and he appears to be more of a handful than his children! However, you had never backed down from a challenge before, so why would you start now? ~ A canon-divergent Undertale story, in which the Great War was averted, and Monsters were never trapped underneath Mount Ebott. Humans and Monsters co-exist peacefully, and Ebott City is thriving!

The War Amongst Us by TheIndianaCrew (Teen And Up, Incomplete)

(Y\N) is a young female spy and soldier fighting in the War of Humans and Monsters. She is fighting on the humans' side of the war until a turn of events when she becomes apprehended by the enemy. What will happen when a young monster scientist tries to change her views?

Hang My Hat On You by Hexabee (Explicit, Incomplete)

You were a sane, normal, and very sane human with modest dreams of making your way in Ebott through hard work, thrifty living, and good manners. W. D. Gaster was the ruthless head of the Gaster crime family with modest dreams of upending Ebott through magic, science, and murder. Six months after returning to the city you once fled, you found your ticket to mundanity in a steady job in the Underground. Six seconds after meeting a suspicious human in his territory, Don Gaster found his ticket to power in you. A tale of two weirdos fighting and falling in love.

Here's a few more fics that are similar to what you're asking for!

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Another Murder Drones AU

"Uzi the Vampire Slayer"

I haven't seen the Buffy series in forever, and even then, I fixated on the early seasons.

This AU idea kept coming back to mind, so I had to write it out. It's not meant as a direct replica, just its' own thing that borrows elements from both shows. (Also, I apologize in advance if someone else has already done this!)

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The Absolute Solver, an ancient horror awoken by the reckless greed of JCJensen In Spaaaace, now seeks to control and consume all life in the universe. It has created all sorts of monsters to be its' servants, none more feared than the vampire-like Disassembly Drones.

The Worker Drones only hope of safety is to stay barricaded behind the doors of their colony.

If only someone would slay the monsters, possibly even the Solver itself. But no one would be crazy enough to try that, right?

Uzi as Buffy

The daughter of Khan, maker of the colony's doors, and Nori, Copper Nine's first Slayer.

Nori disappeared one night during a mission, along with her own best friend, Yeva, when Uzi was still in her early teens.

Uzi has been very lonely since then, with her father dedicated almost entirely to colony security. There's only one other person she could possibly call her friend. Most others consider her weird for wanting to get outside and battle the monsters herself. When she finds her mother's journals about life as the Slayer, her resolve only grows stronger. Her personality is much the same as we know it💜

Doll as Willow

However, Doll's personality is very different in this AU.

Because of the close friendship between their families, she and Uzi grew up together, like cousins. Though both girls became more withdrawn and lonely when their moms disappeared, they still look after each other.

Doll's father is still alive here (calling him Adam, for now, because I don't know if he has an official name.) He is kind but very overprotective. She learns that her mother was also hiding a secret: she was trying to harness the Solver's own power to use against it, a practice that can overwhelm anyone who isn't strong enough to wield it.

She has faith in Yeva, and becomes obsessed with the idea that she, and possibly even Nori, are still alive somewhere. When Uzi takes on the mantle of the Slayer, Doll begins studying Solver magic to help in the fight.

Teacher as Giles

(Okay, I could not find a name for him, but did learn that he was voiced by Liam Vickers himself. With this in mind, I'm choosing a name that starts with "L". He is Linus until further notice.)

Though he appears eternally bored, Linus was a good friend to Uzi and Doll's parents. He also wants to rid Copper Nine of monsters, but acknowledges that he's no fighter. Instead, he studies the different creatures, learning all he can about their strengths and weaknesses, to help defeat them.

He's felt like a failure ever since Nori and Yeva disappeared. When their daughters approach him with their findings, wanting to continue the battle, he makes a personal vow not to repeat his mistakes.

He might not always express it, but he really does care about all the kids in his charge.

Even when they make him want to rip off his helmet and any hair that might be underneath it.

Lizzy as Cordelia

Lizzy was content to stay in her popular-girl world, until her own life was threatened by a Disassembly Drone (in this AU, there are many more than our original three) and she was rescued by Uzi. Ignoring the nightmares outside was no longer an option. She found that she had a talent for adventure and monster-fighting. No one was more surprised than she was.

Thad as Xander

Normal guy with a good heart and lifelong dreams of being a hero. He finds it easy to befriend just about anyone, and has a natural courage that drives him to fight for his friends, no matter how scary the situation. He's the most optimistic of the group. Also has a sarcastic sense of humor, which can either lighten the mood or drive their enemies crazy.

And that's Copper Nine's "Scooby gang".

Moving on now.

N as Angel

The only major change I see for N is that he's a little more serious and broody in this AU.

Deep down, he's still his lovable self. Along with J and V (who are more like his sisters here), they were pulled from their old lives on Earth by the Solver and transformed into one of the most feared Disassembly Squadrons on Copper Nine. Though he won't say it in front of them, he dreams of reclaiming his freedom.

When Uzi and her team start to become a real threat to the Solver, it orders N's squadron to destroy them. They clash several times, and despite everything, N finds himself impressed by Uzi’s courage. He soon realizes that she could be the key to destroying the Solver and setting them all free. But to help her would mean betraying his family and risking the anger of an ancient evil.

I honestly couldn't think of good character matches for J and V. Their original personalities still fit pretty well into this AU, I think. Initially they just do their jobs. When they begin to question if they can or should change sides, this creates conflict. V is eventually willing to rebel against the Solver, J is more hesitant.

While J is a fierce fighter, she is terrified of disobeying orders, the consequences that could come from it. She knows she will have to make a choice between life as the Solver's servant, or a chance at freedom.

Nuzi would still happen (because it's my favorite ship and I can't let it go), but it would be a slower burn.

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And this turned out way longer than I intended.

Thank you so much for reading.

Like I said, this is only a rough idea for an AU, but it wouldn't leave me alone. With Halloween coming up, it might be a good time to re-visit both series again.