#guys please be nice to nia

[vanguard-if]

I was wondering. Does MCs sexuality/gender play into any of the routes with certain RO's?

the RO's are romanceable by an MC of any gender! they are all queer and loving of all genders, one way or another. the MC's sexuality is based on how you want your MC to express their romantic interests, and the ROs roll with whatever the MC is rolling with. there's gonna be some mild spoilers for Nia's route below, regarding the gender of the MC.

the only route that really takes gender into consideration is Nia's route. she has felt unsafe around men all her life, and has felt pressure numerous times to have children by her parents. with a man, and only a man. so if you're playing a male MC and don't immediately present yourself as safe to her, she will be wary at first. she's just a girl you know 😞

and since we're on the topic of gender, i would also like to point out that faerings have a very different concept of gender than humans. so if your MC is outside of the gender binary or trans this is completely normal within the Midlands. basically faerings just kinda adopt whatever pronouns they think look cool. and Cirrus especially...their gender is like..whatever Prince had going on. most faerings don't even bother to label themselves anyways. too much work. long story short, gender is complicated for dragons. don't ask Cirrus what his gender is. he will tell you that he's a Sagittarius.

of course, the ROs will have slightly different interactions with the MC based on gender, but nothing that would block the MC from romancing them. the only two characters that would are Vio and Kiera, but they're not romanceable HAHAl. i feel like i've said this before but whatever; Vio is gay and Kiera is a lesbian. they truly are MLM and WLW solidarity.

[intromortal]

ENHYPEN OT6 DEAL WITH YOUR OVULATION

part 1

⚠︎ smut. mdni. breeding kink for most, pet names, so much praise, p in v, size kink for hee's and hoon's, bulge kink for hee's, daddy kink for jay's, oral fem receiving and overstim for jake's, mentions of pain and nipple play for hoon's, video call sex for sunoo's, mean won, pet play and degradation for won's.

nia note ! this should have been out forever ago but it's me... so. this is for @heehoonies 🫵 bc i know you wanted it, and my baby @sleepyhoon

HEESEUNG | thinks he might be in heaven. you’re squeezing him tighter than you ever have, sounding like an angel under him as he presses his hips snugly against yours. he’s already so deep inside you, but he pushes his cock to reach even deeper, taking one of your legs and throwing it over his shoulder so he can fuck into you just like he wants to, his bangs falling over his eyes with the motion.

“you sound even wetter now that you’re under me, babydoll,” he gasps into your neck, hips never once faltering despite how hard you’re squeezing him. “sending me your pretty moans when i’m out with the guys… you’re so desperate to be filled up with cum, mhh angel, aren't you?”

you clench even tighter around his girth at the cute pet name he’d taken a liking to using with you. he loves calling you his sweet little angel.

“of course you are.” heeseung snickers, sliding his hand over your tummy, pushing against it to feel his bulge repeatedly fuck into your heat. his mouth is hanging open at the sight. you look so fucked out under him, grabbing and clawing at the bedsheets because when you think he’s finally pushed all the way in, he still gives you more. “so fucking deep babydoll… i’m gonna get you all nice and pregnant.”

JAY | just like promised, made up some bullshit excuse on the spot to leave work so he could come home and give you all the attention you craved so desperately.

“so desperate for cock you forgot your manners?” jay says, his tone stern. he lifts up your skirt to reveal your bare glistening cunt, no panties. “we can’t have that now. can we, pretty girl?”

“please daddy?” you look up to him, lashes all wet and darker from the tears of frustration that had welled up in your eyes while waiting for him.

“please what, angel?”

“please fuck me?” you sound so embarrassed, jay’s cock twitches in his hand. still his pretty shy girl even when you’re so desperate and begging for him.

“you said no condom, right baby? gonna let me feel your raw pussy?”

you nod, bottom lip caught between your teeth as you watch your boyfriend spit on his own cock, hand spreading the wetness on his entire length before he positions it at your entrance, his other hand gripping on your bunched up skirt until his knuckles turn white. your mouth waters at the thought of his cum down your throat, a treat he never fails to give you, pulling out of you to let your mouth finish him off whenever he’s close. this time though, he has different plans.

JAKE | likes to spend entire hours nestled between your thighs, lapping away at your cunt like he might never get another chance to in his life. and it’s nothing new really, but he somehow gets even needier for your pretty pussy to gush around his tongue whenever you’re ovulating, if that’s even possible.

“fuck baby, you’re so much wetter than usual,” he moans against your inner thigh, sloppily licking away at the skin of it before going back to suck on your clit. “gonna come around my tongue again?”

you’ve lost count of how many times he has already made you do just that, promising with a pout that it’s for real the last time, just to have you spread out on the couch for him again in a matter of minutes.

“so, so fucking sweet. wanna stay here forever.” he’s basically making out with your cunt, drooling all over as he draws orgasm after orgasm out of you. and you don’t even know when your high starts or ends anymore, pain so good you just have to lay there for him. you’re barely coherent when he comes up to your face, tongue pushing against your own in a messy, wet kiss. and you taste yourself on him, just like he promised. “taste how sweet you are baby? and you wanna deprive me of this?”

SUNGHOON | has you on his lap, thick cock pushing to make space in your snug heat with difficulty. you don’t think you’ll ever get used to how thick his girth feels inside you, stretching you out like no one has ever done before. ruining you for every other man, like he likes to say. you also won’t lie and say you don’t love it. the burning pain feels good once you start getting used to it, but the best part is how his soothing words guide and heal you all throughout it.

“this tiny kitty can barely handle me,” he whispers, strong big arms sneaking around your back to hold you flush against him, his face dipped down to kiss all over your stomach as you slowly sink down onto him. “but you’re so good baby, taking me so well mhh?”

“hoonie… h-hurts.”

“i know that pretty, i know that. but you wanna make me proud don’t you? wanna make hoonie feel so good?”

and you can’t do anything but nod, a small tear slipping past the corner of your eye when he takes your nipples in his mouth, warm tongue toying with the cold bars of the piercings, moaning around your skin when your breath hitches in your throat. you nod because even when it hurts, you know he’s gonna make it feel so good later.

SUNOO | cooes at you when you finally answer his video call and he’s met with the picture of you, hair all messy and forehead all sweaty, with your hands in your panties. he can’t help it when you’re so cute, unable to get off without his help.

he fluffs up a pillow behind him and rests on it, thick glass frames falling down the bridge of his nose and a playful smirk on his plump lips. “can’t come without me, princess?” it’s even more embarrassing to hear him say it out loud, but he’s not wrong. “pull your panties to the side and show me then. show me how badly you want me to fill you up.”

you do, fumbling to give him the best possible view before he even thinks to ask again. you make it a point to spread your cunt open for him to see, revelling in the low guttural moan you steal from him, a shiver running right down to your tummy when you notice how his arm is moving, hoping he’s palming himself to the sight of you. you hope he’ll be nice enough to let you see.

“now i’ll tell you exactly what to do. how to touch yourself properly.” he bites down on his bottom lip when he hears the obscene sounds your wet cunt is making, and he wishes for nothing more than for you to be there with him, not through a screen. “in exchange, when i come back, you’ll let me fill up that pretty pussy of yours how many times i want to. isn’t that right princess?”

JUNGWON | hates when you get an attitude, and he acts like he hates having to put you back in your place, but deep down you both know he loves it, and you do too.

“talking to me like that,’ he says, voice so much lower than usual, as he thrusts into you with an erratic rhythm. your cunt is still sore from the spanks he gave you earlier, and his balls slapping against it as he takes you from behind are doing nothing to soothe you. “so horny you forgot your manners? you’re such a dumb little bunny.”

his cock is pressing so deep inside you, it all feels too much, but not enough at the same time. so you push your hips against his pelvis, trying to take in even more. “god, you’re so pathetic,” he laughs incredulously, punctuating his sentence by pushing his length all the way inside you, keeping his hips flush against the fat of your ass, pushing you forward until your front collapses on the bed. your breath is knocked out of lungs, but you get no time to recover because he grabs a fistful of your hair and speaks right into your ear, voice low and dangerous, “you’re my little pet. my bunny to discipline, and my bunny to fuck and breed. got that?”

[slinkies-and-dragons]

It's snake weighing day this morning! Keep reading to see all the babies!

A little context on these cuties.

They were found abandoned in an apartment, and we're pretty confident they were a breeding setup. Because they're adopted, we don't know all of their morphs, so if you recognize any please let us know!

First up is Cali.

Yes. She is a spider morph. If you're unfamiliar with them, they are (as far as we're concerned) an unethical morph because they are prone (by which I mean I have never heard of one without) to a nervous system condition known as wobbles. This can present in varying degrees of severity, and is often very stressful for the animal. If you want to get a ball python, and the breeder you're looking at offers spider morphs, please do not support them.

That being said, we're monitoring her closely to see how severe her wobble is, as she has already shown that she has one. She is a beautiful snake and if her quality of life isn't too bad, we'll be keeping her around, but if she's unable to live well we have already made the decision to not let her suffer.

At this time, she is not showing severe symptoms, and I'm hoping she will be able to spend many years with us.

She weighed in at 1242g and is roughly 47 inches long.

Next is Ato! She weighed in at 778g and is roughly 33 inches long. She's our shortest!

After her, we have Hym! Our only new male, he weighs 1498g and is roughly 48 inches long. A big guy!

After Hym is Terp! She weighed in at 1126g and is about 40 inches long. Terp has a bump on her snoot that the vet believes is akin to a callus, but we're going to keep an eye on it to make sure it doesn't grow.

Pom is next! She's our littlest, but not shortest!, weighing in at 621g and measuring around 40 inches.

And last but not least is Nia! Our biggest new addition, she weighs a nice 1530g and is around 48 inches in length! She had the biggest poo I've ever seen this morning and was scooty because of it, so she was a little hard to measure and she may or may not be longer than 48.

Nia has a stubby little tail, and we're hoping she's just ~like that~, but we're gonna make sure we keep an eye out for potential stuck shed issues because of it.

We're pretty confident Nia is a high melanin morph, but we could be wrong!

So them's the girls (and Hym)!!

We'd love to hear your thoughts on their morphs! We're going to do some research ourselves too, but I think it'd be fun to see what others think :)

[luvyeni]

CONSEQUENCES OF A ONE NIGHT STAND. ( chapter. 31 )

💬nias notes: special sunday post because i didn’t want to leave you guys hanging cause i feel like it all four parts tie together 🫶🏾🫶🏾🫶🏾

— CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE: it all comes out …

— 𖦹 warnings?

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“who’s calling you for the 5th time?” jake asked , stretched out on your bed. “yunjin, it’s probably something stupid, she’ll be home tomorrow, and by then she’ll probably forget it.” you put your phone down. “okay.” he said , his phone ringing. “ah that’s the food, i’ll go get it.” he got up, leaving you in the room to find a movie.

a few minutes later, jakes phone went off. “jake your phone!” you yelled, but you failed to get an answer. “why didn’t he take it with him.” you reached over to turn it off. you didn’t mean to look, but the phone was unlocked, and you seen the name. “hm, what does jungwon want?” you said, reading the messages – you’d soon wish you hadn’t.

‘i tried jake, i did’ ‘everyone is pissed, not just at you but me to’ ‘i covered for you and you lied’ ‘you promised me you’d handle it’ ‘what happens next is your fault’

you read the messages confused, what did jake lie about? and what did jungwon cover up?” you were about to put the phone down, when another name popped up, a unfamiliar but not unknown name – song jihae , jakes ex. “okay.” you said, trying not to get upset, reading off the messages.

jihae🤍 | maybe we can go to the park again, like last time.

jake | yeah, definitely, just no going to y/n cafe.

jihae🤍 | i promise i won’t go back , am i am sorry really

jake | let’s just pretend it never happened

jihae🤍| it was kinda nice , it was like when we dated.

jihae🤍| but this time with our son, like a little family.

you almost dropped the phone upon reading the messages, you couldn’t believe what you were reading, a son? “what the-.” so much ran through your mind at the moment , then it hit– the girl who came into the cafe on the day of your appointment, the girl who commented on your twitter post. song jihae – that was jakes ex, he had a kid with his ex girlfriend, and jungwon knew.

“sweet girl, i’m sorry it took so long.” you heard jakes voice entering the room. “they got a little lost.” you looked at him, blank faced. “what is it?” he said, his phone going off again, eyes landing on your hand. “you have a son?” his eyes widened. “why do you have my phone?”

“you have a son?” you asked again. “are you fucking kidding me?” you said. “wait y/n let me explain.” he sat the food down. “yeah you think?” you said. “how long have you been keeping this from me?” you said. “a month.” you scoffed. “a month , you went a month without tell me this.”

“i was planning on telling you, when the time was right.” he said. “when the time was right, you should’ve told me when you first found out, not after going on family dates with your ex.” your voice raising. “it wasn’t dates , i only went for dae.” he said. “do you seriously take me for a fool, you lied this entire time and you expect me to believe nothing happened between you both?”

his face fell and you scoffed, getting your answer. “what happened, you two have sex?” he shook his head. “what? no, of course not! it was just a kiss.” he said. “and she kissed me, i told her off about it, told her i was in a relationship.” you rolled your eyes. “well it wasn’t like you didn’t give her a reason to think you weren’t.” you said sarcastically.

“y/n please calm down, think about the baby.” he said. “that’s all i have been doing, thinking about the baby, while you were out with your other family.” you said. “she came into my store, she pretended to not know me, jungwon– don’t blame him, i told him not to tell you.” he said. “that’s what makes it worse.”

“y/n please let me explain.” you didn’t even want to hear it anymore. “i’m not mad you have another kid, i’m not even mad at the kiss.” you stated. “i’m upset that you didn’t tell me, you left me in the dark, you skipped the appointment and lied to me about it, lord knows how many times you’ve probably lied to me.”

“i am sorry.” he said. “i don’t want to talk to you right now, i think you should go.” you turned away, laying on the bed. “y/n please.” he pleaded for you to speak to him, sighing when you ignored his called. “please forgive me.” he said. “go jake.”

he didn’t want to upset you even more, grabbing his things, slipping on his shoes. “please at least eat something.” he said leaving out of your room, closing the door behind him.

on his way out he ran into yunjin, karina and sunoo; and he could just tell they knew, he didn’t even say anything, just leaving the house with his head low, the door closing behind him.

he seriously fucked up.

— ( taglist. CLOSED ) @j-wyoung @whoslai @cha0thicpisces @sunsunl0ver @wonyoungsvirus @omgtintarr @en-dazed @kwiwin @httpsrinrin @igotkpoops @enhaz1 @ahnneyong @electrobutterfly @nes-caf @beomgyusonlywife @jup1t3r-y30n @gyulune @ddazed-lhs @shuichi-sama @mixtape-racha @rikisly @ilikekpop-c @jenjnk @ilovehimyourhonour @peachyun02 @primroselover @sxurgrapes

©LUVYENI

[darkfictionjude]

Hey Jude! Hope you're having a wonderful day~

Just wanted to share something about my Crowny

Crowny with Nia: You're my best friend. I love you. I will try my best to be a better friend, please paint my nails❤️

Crowny with Imre: You're beautiful. Don't fucking look at me. I like you. I don't trust you. I will bite you. My feelings are complicated and now it's your problem

Crowny with Lorcan: -handles him like you would a street cat with trust issues- I just think he's neat

Just... the dynamics you allow us to have. Thank you!

He is such a street cat (affectionate cause all street cats deserve proper care and a nice home)

If Imre wasn’t so beautiful maybe he wouldn’t be so evil 😔

I actually love the nail session, I feel like I don’t see nail painting a lot in IFs and it’s so fun

Thank you for this, I like seeing the different dynamics you guys have

[rosesnink]

Five Stages of Grief Series: Anger

Author's Notes

Yoohoo, guess who's hereee!!! Anyways, I missed writing for Blades, and I needed some training for certain events going on rn (which I haven't begun but shhh). I hope you guys like my vision of Imtura's rage and grief, and that if you want to be tagged in next parts, lmk!

English isn't my first language, so please forgive any typos/grammar mistakes

If you want more fics of Blades or even have our MCs interact, hmu!

There will be another part of the other three stages of grief which will include Mal, Tyril and Aerin (and a special one with Valax too hehe), if you want to be tagged in a LI's specific fic, tell me in the comments!

Likes are nice, but reblogs keeps a post alive and the fandom dynamic going!

Summary: Imtura Tal Kaelen doesn't want to learn how to live without her dearest friend.

Word Count: 1.7k

Category: Female rage, angst, death, group fallout

Pairing: Imtura Tal Kaelen & F!Orc!MC (friendship)

Rating: PG-13

TW: Alcohol abuse, violence, grief

Book: Blades of Light and Shadow

What the hells.

What the hells.

WHAT.

THE.

HELLS.

Those were Imtura’s very first thoughts upon Brienne, her dear friend, being abducted by a weird purple creature.

As Nia dropped to her knees, Imtura’s horror was instead replaced by anger. She was about to leap after her, but the vortex was already gone.

She let out a blood-curling grunt “Why didn’t any of you move?!”

“Not now, Immy…” Loola tried to calm her down.

As they took Nia to her chambers, her green fists whitened in her palm. Why were they fussing over the priestess?! Brienne needed them!

“That’s not fair, Imtura,” Tyril had pointed out when Imtura hollered that “we need to find her together, and she’s hurting. We all are.”

“Hurting why? Less hurting and more hunting down the bastard who took her and bring Brienne home!” She shouted.

“And where would we start, hm? We’ve no idea where she is, what took her, or where to start. Do you plan to barge into every place, axes blazing, and demand they hand Brienne over?” Mal tried to reason… to no avail.

“Why not?! It’s better than sitting our asses here and play a pity party!”

Tyril finally snapped in his usually fancy boy manner “Then you do it. We will find reasonable places where she’s been abducted and send you a message when we do find her.”

Imtura threw her hands up “Maybe I will!”

She left to her room, where she kicked the bed and screamed again, then started gathering the little she had packed from home. If one could call Flotilla home. As she turned around, Threep and Loola were perched on the desk, looking at her.

“I don’t have any treats for you. Tell the others I’m off to search for Brienne.”

“You really should not.”

“Loola’s right. Your plan can’t and won’t work. You need the others.” Imtura snorted “It’s true. You need Tyril’s knowledge and fighting skills, Mal’s cunning and Nia’s Light magic for you to survive on your own.”

Imtura seethed, but let the nespers say their piece “Threep has a point. Separated, the search will be a disaster, but together, you four can make it work.”

“Maybe. If Brienne were here to keep us together. Because she’s not here. The reason we put up with one another is because Brienne was here because…” she sighed, tears prickling in her eyes “because we all loved her enough to do that. And now she’s not here.”

Loola observed her “So you only loved Brienne? Only Brienne was your friend?”

“I—no! Yes! I don’t know! You’re confusing me!”

“Mal never made you laugh? Allowed you to let loose? Drank ale with you and shared adventuring stories?”

“Yes—,”

“Tyril never gave you sage advice and guided you through all of Morella? Kept you grounded and focused on the mission?”

“I mean, yes, but—,”

“And Nia never tended to your wounds, made you smile when all was dark and listened to you when you needed a willing and non-judging ear?”

Imtura’s shoulders slumped “…Yes. She did. They all did.”

Loola perched on her shoulder “Just because Brienne’s gone doesn’t mean that everything you went through with them didn’t matter or impact you. Yes, maybe you loved Brienne most, but you love all of them, and them you, and you can’t do this without them, just as they can’t do this without you. They need you, and you need them. They are your friends. Not for a long time, but for a very important time.”

Imtura softened and scratched Loola’s chin, who purred in response “Thank you, Loola, I… I think I needed to hear that.”

“And have some sense knocked into you.” Threep added.

“Don’t push it. But yes,” She smiled.

Dropping her bag, she went downstairs, to the library, where she knew they were, planning on rescuing Brienne. She sat down beside Mal and looked with renewed confidence and resolve at Tyril “What’s the plan?”

Tyril smiled briefly and nodded in gratitude to her “Whatever took her doesn’t look Morellan, so it’s safe to say we need to look outside its borders. We’ll begin with…”

Kade whispered in her ear “Brienne would be proud of you.”

She allowed herself a small smile.

She hoped she was.

For three months after Brienne’s disappearance, Imtura felt hopeful. Despite the dead ends and the pointless fighting that were responded with a sincere ‘we do not have or know where your friend is’, Imtura maintained hope. She wanted to. Because Brienne had always been a beacon of hope. Of resilience. Of persistence. She’d never give Imtura up, ever. And neither would she.

As they slept on the tent, Imtura smiled at herself thinking of the few, but precious time that Brienne and her shared a bed. She knew that she wasn’t Brienne’s type –she had noticed how elf boy and the priestess made eyes at her – but was alright with being a good shag and an understanding friend whom she could take the baggage she didn’t want to give anyone else. Besides, nobody was married off to nobody. There’d be plenty of time to figure out what each of them wanted.

“Hmmhh, Brienne…” Tyril mumbled.

Oh great, she thought, now elf boy’s pining for her in his dreams.

There was no jealousy or envy in her tone, but an amused and nostalgic sentiment. Brienne had also whispered Tyril’s name sometimes in her sleep. She sort of giggled when it sounded like they were recreating that one myth between the she-orc and the elf who had such a good shag, the fancy elf needed bed-rest for days. She teased Brienne endlessly for it, and they both had a laugh about it.

Six months. Six bloody months, and still no sign of her. Not a single trace. As if Earth had swallowed her.

Maybe earth did swallow her, an intrusive voice of hers mused.

Shaking her head, she continued talking and trying to be cheered by Mal. They still had a laugh, but with the void of Brienne being so present between them, sometimes it felt hard to do. She missed how she looked back at them and shook her head, laughing to herself.

Walking forward, she reached Mal, who was oddly quiet “Do you think this is it? That, this time, we’ll find her?”

Mal sighed “I hope so. I want it to be.”

Imtura’s face fell “But you don’t believe it is.”

He looked at her with a tired, pained look “I’m trying to, Immy.”

She patted his shoulder “…I am too.”

On the eighth month, she got fed up. The anger she felt back then was back, and this time, there weren’t any wisdom nespers who could convince her. She was dead in a ditch to never be found, and they were all loosing time.

“Alright, elephant in the room, I’ll address it: Bree’s gone, probably dead in a ditch and we’re running, hic, circles.”

Tyril seemed to sigh, but with her blurry vision due to the obscene amount of alcohol she had drank, she couldn’t see much. But the image of Brienne in an unmarked grave was there, alright.

“… would’ve known. Tragic news travels fast. …would’ve found her.”

“She’s not… would’ve found her.”

“And how come nobody in the continent have heard, hmm? Easy, she’s dead and all of this for nothing.”

Mal got up angrily “… don’t get to disregard Brienne’s life…”

She could hardly hear it. There was only one thought in mind. She was dead, and there wasn’t anything else to do.

“Brienne wouldn’t want us to waste our time with her death. So why delay it?” She barked, easily sizing up short Mal.

“… not dead.” Nia said.

She pointed a wobbly finger at her “You don’t know that, because, flash news, the heart and soul thing is bullshit! She’s dead, she’s not coming back and it’s time we own it.”

Elf boy, who had been awfully quiet, also got up and slammed his large hands in the desk “…so keen on burying her alive… carry on… true friends…”

“Fine!” She blurted out.

Then, she got up and left, hot, angry tears in her eyes.

She walked, and walked, and walked, and walked until her feet gave over, and she threw up the alcohol previously ingested in concerning amounts. Gasping for air, she leaned against what it seemed like solid rock, and allowed her large body to collapse.

When she woke up, she realized that her axes were gone, as well as her coin and part of her armor. Grunting, still with her head throbbing, went to the nearest pub. She could hear “Bloody hell, who wants ale at three? These drunks… Oh wow, that one looks like hell.”

“Hey. I, uh, slept outside last night and my weapons and purse are gone.”

“And what do you want us to do about that, hm, orc?”

She realized, she was far away from home, with next to no money or way to contact her mother or friends. Idiot, she thought.

“A… job would be nice?”

“I’ve enough barmaids, and you ain’t lovely enough to fire the others. Seems like ye can’t cook either, those hands ain’t for the kitchen.”

“I… can fight. I used to be in… Clan Nagoni! Fierce fighters, gave Ventral Tal Kaelen a good shake before going down.”

The barkeeper hummed, looking at her up and down. She probably smelled like vomit, cheap ale and had her clothes ragged and dirty.

“Let’s do one thing, she-orc. If ye take care of a certain customer who won’t pay his beers with a scare, you’re in as our source of entertainment.”

“Just tell me who you want dead,”

And thus, for the rest of the year, she worked at that bar, fighting all sorts of creatures, always trouncing one after another. And she liked that routine. She drank. Then, she fought, won and drank even more as people sung her praises. Sometimes, she could see glimpses of Nia and Mal, and even elf boy, but the only clear image was of Brienne, her dearest friend, dead on a ditch, with nobody to visit her grave or take her back to the Elements. As she gulped another horn of ale, she wiped with her arm the foam and lunged at the strange beast, ready to take out some anger and take off such grotesque image of a dead Brienne that chased her at night most.

[siren0writer]

Can i please get some shayna baszler x fem!reader headcanons (could be NSFW 👀) where they are in a tag team together and reader is also a member of the Judgement Day?

In my mind you and Shayna are around the same age (early 40s to late 30s) but idc

You knew Shayna back when she was in UFC, but you started dating when she joined WWE

You were the third member of the judgment day before Rhea, Finn, and Dominik joined

After Shayna betrayed Ronda, she asked you to be her new tag partner

You agreed instantly ofc

You told the rest of the TJD that you would be teaming with Shayna, making sure they knew it was a statement and you weren't asking permission

Damien was confused at first "But she's not in TJD if you wanted a tag partner Rheas right here."

"Right, I know she's here, but she's not my wife so, a clear difference there."

Shayna and Rhea have never been the biggest fans of each other, but rhea tries her best to be nice

Shayna tries a lot less hard

When Nia comes back all 3 of you guys hate her with a burning passion, it's a bonding experience tbh

When JD joins TJD your pretty excited to have a new member (sorry guys I love JD McDonalds so much)

It's a little awkward with Zoey because she hates rhea and your in the judgment day, but there's no animosity between you guys

Shayna threatened to kill Zoey if she wasn't nice to you

You don't put up with Damian's sass, idc who you are you're not gonna talk to me like that

You usually train with Shayna instead of TJD because she's your tag partner

You guys are open about your relationship, on and off TV

You and Shayna DOMINATE as a tag team

Speaking of dominate, NSFW next up

You and Shayna both switch between who's Dom and sub

When shaynas dominating she's usually rough with you, but it's nothing you can't handle

Idk what it's like to when you Dom bc I'm not you, so I'm not gonna write it here, use your imagination

There was one time when you tried to safe word but she had you gagged and your hands were tied, you started freaking out

Shayna noticed of course and stopped, took out your gag, untied you, and ran you guys a bath, she felt so bad about it she cried

When it comes to aftercare, Shayna is the KING

She keeps snacks at her bedside table, bottles of water, runs a bath, kisses you, gives you cuddles, etc.

[ladychandraofthemoone]

Monster Engine Infection/Virus AU Rambles Stankyle Angst:

Yep, I’ve joined the bandwagon basically Kyle gets released from the lamp with the organization’s “assistance” though they had their own plans and made Kyle “patient 0” well for the narrow gauge engines and dumped him nearby the skarloey railway after he attempted to escape where he was then found recused and reunited with Stanley who’s is overjoyed and immediately keeps him updated one everything that has happened, weeks to a month pass and Kyle is settling in nicely Stanley has done all he can to help him recover to the point that the older engines had to tell him to take a break cause he’s overworking himself (guy wants to impress Kyle so bad he’s got it bad)

Then one day after having to handle people and differing them about “proteus” he falls “ill” at the same time some of the standard and miniature engines fall “ill” Stanley is understandably nervous and worried for Kyle often staying up late into the night keeping Kyle company who seems to be getting worse each passing day…

The currently skarloey railway manager, Sir Handel Hans Brown understands Stanley’s feelings and lets him stay though it’s the older engines mainly Duke and Nia gently yet firmly convincing him that Kyle wouldn’t want to see him running himself down to the ground as he’s doing both of their jobs.

So for the first time in what felt like ages Stanley leaves Kyle on his own devices in the shed with Kyle’s encouragement of course it getting hard to smile and remain confident in himself but he hold his grin till Stanley is out of view…

So when Stanley returns as quickly as he can worried but hopeful he finds the shed doors closed which is odd Kyle always wants them open even in rainy or snowy weather he hasn’t experienced it in 50 years

“Hey Kyle I’m back,sorry it took so long-…” So his driver and fireman,Benji and Charlie, Ruth’s apprentices who Stanley watched grow up after Ruth took him in before he went to the mid-sodor railway open the doors..,

It’s dark..there’s a strong stretch none of them can place..but over in the corner hunched over…something..Stanley could make out the familiar shape of Kyle..a nagging sense of dread filled his boiler as Stanley prayed to the Lady above that this wasn’t real..

“Kyle?”

Golden eyes turned to his names, no they’re not Kyle’s warm honey brown eyes they’re now more feline-like with bright red silts and golden irises and matching light sclera, sparkling ✨ glittering ✨ golden tears dripping from them and his mouth…

“K-Kyle?..” it was then he finally noticed what Kyle was…chewing at…ripping up..or what remained of a certain B12 that was their former supervisor..

Alfred…

Everyone throughout the entire railway was alerted to the sounds of Stanley’s gut wrenching screams of absolute sadness and terror, Benji and Charlie screamed too but not as loudly as Stanley as people workman and any nearby engines rushed over to contain Kyle who was reaching out a clawed?paw?hand?engines don’t have fur engines don’t have hands towards Stanley…

“S-Stan?” Minutes before Stanley screamed, Kyle managed to mutter a “run…please…” trying so hard to keep his new instincts,his urges but finally gave in as he became aware of the horrified looks and shouts from everyone ,their pointed fingers and some of them holding… no he won’t be trapped anymore, he won’t let them trap him…

Without thinking he lunged towards the first thing he saw coming towards him,being Duke, Nia,Skarloey,Rheneas, Charlie and Benji..Stanley now realizing what he has done immediately rolled forward towards him calling out for him as Kyle turned his attention to Stanley....

like god the feels and how everyone gotta be handling this especially Stanley considering he nearly loses an eye (he and Thomas have eye trauma here and Kyle is either directly or indirectly involved…) gotta do a follow-up post on this and maybe art…

[a-student-out-of-time]

….I have a bad feeling about this.

Hey everyone! How was your day?

It was really nice. I liked just playing games with him by the fountain again.

I had fun too.

Except for the part where I almost killed him with my chocolate.

Oh...i-is he okay?

He made it to Mikan, thankfully, and he seems okay.

I just...hope that lasts.

How is she?

...She's been trying to find the right words.

Poor Nia, dude.

They're coming.

Huh? You all beat us here?

Ehehehe...surprise!

How was your Valentine's Day, Haji?

Today was really fun. I...I mean, it's not what I was expecting, but all these dates you guys set up, they were really nice.

But, where's Sonia?

She's in her room. Why don't you go see her?

...

...Did...Did something happen?

*Gundham touches Hajime's shoulder*

Please. Go and speak with her.

And know that, what happened today, it was for your enjoyment. We understand how serious matters have been and wanted you to find joy on this day.

There is a matter you must attend to with her, but your happiness was her priority as well. It still is. So, in return, please go and speak with Sonia.

...

Of course.

*He heads off to her room*

...I'm still not sure I understand.

...

[saiibeo]

I loooooove the amount of detail you've put into them and developing such an interesting story to go with them, and how they sit on the fence between the good guys and the bad guys lol

@skepticxsm What’s your favorite thing from my character(s) portrayal? I’m curious and would like to know! What makes me unique from others roleplayers of the same muse? status: heavily accepting ! (feedback is always nice)

SNAGGGLLLEEE this means so gd much to me especially coming from you. I love Nia so much and it really shows that you poured so much time, love, and care into her as a character. She's fantastic and I enjoy all of our interactions and threads. Also just late night gaming buddies because one's quirk keeps the up and the other is just a mess??? Please I love them LMAO. I also love how you portray Skeptic. I think you capture is character so well and even breathe a lot of life into the character that we don't see in the manga or on screen. And of course I love our threads with him and Corvus too because this poor man having to be an unwilling baby sitter to this gremlin gives me pure joy.

That and Nia/Skeptic??? I ship that shit so hard and so does Corvus but you didn't hear that from me.

Also you as a person??? You're so cool and I really enjoy the small moments we do talk ooc which is usually in tags and not much because I am an actual turtle most of the time but still just. HHHHH. I need to get your discord if I don't already have it. I'm just very bad at communicating with people, but I wish to be a mild (positive) nuisance in your messages.

[hms-tardimpala]

Catching up on Raw 25/11/24:

Good segment between Damian Priest and Gunther. I don't understand why they've been nerfing Gunther so quickly since he's become champion, but the promo work these past few weeks has made it believable. I'd love to see Damian champion again but I'm not sure it's gonna happen so soon.

The women's teams for War Games, especially the babyface one, made no sense to me before Jade's injury, and that has made things even messier. That convo was cool though, every room looks tiny when you put Bianca Belair and Rhea Ripley in it.

Impressive things in this tag team match. The Creeds are good, I wish they weren't in American Made. They got a nice heat at the end, too.

Wow, Bron doesn't usually get his ass kicked like that. He can dish it out and he can take it, great. Aaaahhh Sheamus, my favorite uncle <3

TRIPLE THREAT FOR THE INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP AT SURVIVOR SERIES??! Yes, please!

"CM Punk is a complicated guy and everyone who knows him has a complicated history with him" What a nice and pretty way to say that he's a huge bitch and always a bad day away from turning heel, Sami 😁💙

This is all so ominous for the New Day. I haven't been here for ten years but it's gonna be so painful when they split next week. This has been a months-long trainwreck. Oh, they got squashed by Alpha Academy, this is so bad. Oh, this is a fucking live divorce. "See you at the anniversary" ouch.

Karrion Kross can't with the Miz lmao. I love the Miz.

WOMEN'S INTERCONTINENTAL TITLE FUCK YEAHHHHHH

They're finally filling up the card for Survivor Series, good.

No Seth Rollins meltdown so far...

Nah Solo, don't hand it to Roman, he didn't do it, it was all Heyman.

Some nice moves here, Bianca elevates Nia, it's cool. And I love Nia's reactions and selling. NO BIANCA YOU'RE GONNA THROW YOUR BACK OUT! This is actually very entertaining to watch.

[mob3tta01-blog]

HIS BETTER HALF

Part 6

Continued

#marriage #affair #dating #sex #blacklove #urban #shortstory #mature #cheating #lies #infidelity

Adultery

Adrian pulled his brand new charcoal gray Bentley Continental up to the valet of The Luxe Imperium. He was 15 minutes early for his date with Nia. He hardly expected her to show up. But if she was smart she would realize what she would be giving up and would definitely be there. At the end of the day it would be her lost, not his.

"Good evening sir. Welcome to The Luxe. My name is Aaron and I'll be parking your car over in V.I.P." The young man told the doctor as he opened the driver door for him.

Adrian climbed from the car and straightened his black Bergdorf Goodman tux. He knew he looked just as good as the other elite members that dined at the high class establishment. Money and power radiated off of him. Even with a doctor's salary he could easily rub elbows with some of the city's finest.

The line of cars waiting to be parked were top luxury brands and some of the most expensive exotic sports cars that could only be imported from overseas. The entire scene looked like a night at the Oscars. He knew Nia would be impressed with his choice for their first date.

Adrian paid the valet a big tip before the guy climbed in his car and pulled off. He then made his way inside of the extravagantly decorated restaurant. He was immediately greeted by the hostess.

"Good evening sir. What is the name of your reservation?"

"It's under Wells."

The sexy Albanian woman quickly looked over the list and smiled when she found his name. "Please follow me sir. Your guest has already arrived."

Adrian raised an eyebrow. He was shocked that Nia had even beat him there. "She is?"

"Yes, she arrived about ten minutes ago." The woman said over her shoulder.

When they got to the table Nia wasn't there. He looked around the restaurant but didn't see her. He frowned. "I thought you said she was here?"

"She may have went to the ladies room. If I see her I will let her know of your arrival. Your waiter will be right over. Enjoy your meal!" The woman nodded and walked off.

"Thank you." Adrian told her as he went to sit down but froze when he saw Nia walking towards him. His mouth dropped open. The woman was gorgeous and the outfit he picked out for her fit her body perfectly.

Nia was impressed by Dr. Wells appearance as well. She had only seen him dressed in hospital scrubs and white lab coats up until that point. The man cleaned up well and she remembered why she was attracted to him in the first place. He was fine as hell and so damn charming.

She almost didn't show up but the doctor had left her a trail of bread crumbs to follow before they met up that evening. He texted her to go to the Marriott. It was a five star hotel that over looked the bay. She had heard of how nice and luxurious it was to stay there. Once she arrived he sent her a text to go to room 1634 on the 16th floor. It was a presidential suite on the top floor. She caught the elevator up to the room and to her surprise it was already a key card sticking out of the lock. She reluctantly opened the door and gasp when she saw what was inside. It was a trail of rose petals that led through the suite over to the King size bed. The room was filled with over fifty vases of red roses. It looked like she had just walked into a rose garden. Red heart shaped balloons that said I love you floated along the ceiling and the dozens of lit candles on the night stands made the room glow.

Nia covered her mouth when she saw the rose petals placed in a big heart shape on the bed. In the middle of the heart was a rectangle box that had Fendi in bold letters engraved across the top. Next to the box was a envelope with her name on it. She picked it up and opened the red card inside.

"I CAN'T WAIT UNTIL I SEE YOU TONIGHT BABY. I GOT YOU A LITTLE SOMETHING TO WEAR FOR THE OCCASION. I HOPE YOU LIKE IT! LOVE ADRIAN. . . .

She smiled and opened the box. Inside was a black and silver floral printed Fendi two piece dress and a pair of matching heels. She knew the outfit costed him a fortune. "Oh my God this is just too much!" She smiled as she looked around the room. The man had went over the top to impress her. Nia was now second guessing herself about breaking off their affair. Adrian was everything she wanted in a man. It was just so hard to let all of that go.

After she contemplated back and forth with herself she finally decided to get dressed and go meet him. She had to admit his taste in women fashion was impeccable.

She was happy Adrian had made things so easy for her. Everything she needed was already in the hotel room. Nia never had to go home and risk bumping into her husband. She made up a lie that she was working late and left it at that.

Nia had arrived to the restaurant thirty minutes early. She wanted to beat Adrian there just in case she had second thoughts and could leave before he even arrived. Of course she went against her better judgement and was now standing only several feet away from the man that was stealing her heart.

A big smile crossed his handsome face as his blue eyes traced her body in amazement. "You look wonderful." He told her.

Nia blushed as she walked up to him. "You're not so bad yourself."

He pulled her into a hug and she melted in his arms. The man smelled good as hell. She almost didn't want to let him go when he pulled away.

"Please sit!" He pulled a chair out for her.

She sat down and he sat across from her. Nia couldn't get over how sexy the man was outside of his work uniform. He was cleaned cut and kept his hair cut low to his scalp. He was fair skinned with thin perfectly shaped pink lips, sharp features and a set of light blue eyes that made her panties wet everytime he stared at her. It was funny that he had some of the same features that had attracted her to her husband.

"I see you came." He smirked over at her.

"Well be lucky I did!" She shot back. "That shit back at the hotel was little much don't you think?"

"It ain't never too much when it comes to you." He told her.

Nia couldn't help but smile. The man made it hard for her to keep up her tough girl act. She couldn't push him away even if she tried. . . .

Eric and Kate didn't realize how much time had passed as they sat and chatted in the back of the cafe.

The place closed at 9 pm and it was a quarter til.

"I can't believe we sat here this long." Kate smiled across the table at him.

"Right, time really flew by." He checked the time on his Rolex watch. He wasn't really in no rush to go home. He knew his wife wouldn't be there anyway. "How about we go check out Starlite. I could use a beer or two." He suggested to her.

She checked the time displayed across her cell phone. She knew she should be getting home. Even though her husband was hardly ever there at a decent time she still respected him and tried to be home before it got too late.

"No, sorry. I should be getting home."

"Hey, it's no big deal. Maybe we can take a rain check." He told her. Kate could tell he was disappointed.

She stood up and put on her coat.

"Thanks for dinner. It was nice." She told him.

Eric waved her off. "Hey, anytime! You're good company!"

She tried to hide her smile. He was good company as well. She was really starting to like spending time with him. "So are you." She told him.

He stood up and pushed his chair in. "Let's get out of here!" Their eyes met and Kate had to look away. She couldn't stand to look him in the eye for too long. It made her heart skip a beat and her body temperature rise. It was just something about Eric that drew her into him.

Without a word they both headed for the exit. Once again Eric placed his hand on her lower back and held the door open for her. "Where did you park?" He asked.

"In the parking ramp."

"It's dark out here. I'll take you to your car." Eric told her.

"No it's ok."

"Just come on. It's no problem, really!"

"Are you sure?"

He smiled over at her. "Yeah, it can get pretty dangerous around here at night."

While Eric cleared out his passenger seat for her, Kate decided to give her husband a call to let him know that she would be home soon. Of course it went straight to voicemail. She shook her head. The man might as well not even had a cell phone. Everytime she called it would either ring and no one answered or went straight to the voicemail.

Eric looked up and saw that she was visibly upset. "You ok?" He asked in concern.

She shook away her thoughts and smiled at him. "Yeah, I'm good."

"Well let's get you to your car!" He held the door open for her.

Kate suddenly got an idea. Maybe she could use a drink too. Wasn't no point of going home to an empty house. "Change of plans. Maybe I'll ride with you to the bar after all."

His face lit up. "Really?"

"Yeah, you drive!" She winked at him as she climbed into the passenger seat.

Eric was ecstatic. "Cool!" He ran around to the driver side and they headed towards the bar.

Kate sat in the passenger seat looking out the window. Her mind was on her husband and what he could possibly be up to for him not to answer his phone. The feeling in the pit of her stomach told her that it wasn't anything good.

Eric glanced over at her. "You haven't said a word since we left the cafe. You sure everything is ok?"

Kate let out a heavy sigh before she looked over at him. "Do you find me attractive?" She suddenly asked.

Her question caught him off guard. He found the woman very attractive but he wasn't trying to look at her in that way. "Uh, yeah. You're a beautiful woman." He told her. "Why you ask that?"

She looked back out the window as tears filled her eyes. "I remember when my husband felt that way once." She let out a snicker. "Now I'm not so sure. I mean how can you cheat on the woman you asked to spend the rest of your life with? Can you make that make sense?" She looked over at Eric as a single tear ran down her cheek. "I don't know how much more I can take. I cook, clean, wash his clothes, run his bath water! Hell I even suck his cock whenever he wants it but seems like he haven't even been wanting that lately."

Eric almost choked. Her blunt statement had caught him off guard. He didn't know what to say. All he knew is that he felt her pain. His own wife had been pushing him away as well.

He suddenly reached over and squeezed her hand to let her know she wasn't alone.

"Don't beat yourself up for being a good wife." He told her softly.

His touch instantly made Kate relax. She looked over at him and smiled. "Thank you."

"Don't ever let anyone make you feel like your not good enough."

She nodded. "I needed to hear that."

"After we toss back a few beers this conversation will be added to the tons of other shit that needs to be forgotten. We're not going to let anything else ruin our night." He smirked over at her. "Now cheer up!"

She laughed at him and interlaced her fingers with his. She could feel the sparks flying between them as they held hands. Eric could feel the sparks too but he didn't let her hand go until they made it to the bar.

The both of them knew what was brewing under the surface but neither of them wanted to acknowledge it. It all felt too good to face the reality that they were entertaining someone else's spouse. Eric and Kate felt they could never cheat on the one they loved. But sometimes cheating was a very thin line that could easily be crossed in the right circumstances. . . .

Back at the restaurant Nia was just finishing up her meal. She had lobster tails and steak with a side of mixed vegetables and a baked potato. She was stuffed and ready to go. It was late and she was tired.

Adrian could sense her urgency.

"Woman relax! The night is young!" He told her as he turned up his wine glass and took a long sip.

It was well after ten at night. She was supposed to be home hours ago and she didn't need her husband questioning her whereabouts.

"Look, I can't keep lying to my husband like this!"

He shrugged at her and belched loudly like he wasn't sitting in a fine establishment. "That was your choice to lie to him, not mine! I don't have to lie I just do what the fuck I want!"

Nia frowned at him. "Well unfortunately Adrian everyone doesn't have control of their situation like you!"

"Well looks like you need to get control of it, quick! I didn't pay for all of this for you to just up and leave." He narrowed his blue eyes at her.

Nia was taken aback by his remark.

"Look nigga, I didn't ask you for any of this. That was your choice to be on that extra shit! I told you this situation needed to stop anyway."

He suddenly grew angry and put his foot around the leg of her chair and used it to jerk her chair closer to him. She gasp when her stomach slammed into the edge of the table. He leaned forward and glared into her eyes.

"You need to stop tripping Nia?" He said through gritted teeth. "You want this shit just as much as I do! You know your ass can't get enough of this big dick so stop fronting like you don't know what the fuck this is!" He hissed.

Her eyes got big, she had never seen him act like that. "You got me fucked up!" She snapped at him. "I'm leaving?" She tried to get up but he had her pinned in the chair against the table. "Adrian stop!" She whispered over the table to him. The man was starting to scare her.

A devious smile suddenly crossed his face as he put his hand under the table cloth. Nia jumped when she felt his hand going up her inner thigh.

"Adrian what are you doing?" She tried to close her legs tight but the man used his other leg and forced them open. "Stop!" She told him.

He ignored her plea as his fingers tickled the crotch of her lace thongs. He watched in astonishment as she tried to squirm free. His eyes flashed with excitement watching her expression change from anger to pure pleasure. He found his way through the thin fabric and forced his middle finger into her juicy hot vagina. He could feel his manhood start to rise while he teased her most sensitive spot.

Nia hated that the man had so much control over her body. She couldn't stay mad at him. The doctor knew exactly where to touch her to get her to submit to him. She bit her bottom lip as he pressed against her g-spot with his finger and tickled her clitoris with his thumb simultaneously. She was going to cum right in the restaurant in front of all of them people if he didn't stop.

Adrian watched her chocolate skin turn a dark hue of red and start to shimmer from her sweat. He loved watching the woman react to him. She fed his ego every time he made her reach an orgasm.

"Baby please stop." She whimpered. "Please."

"Are you going to start following my instruction?" He asked her softly.

"Yes." She moaned.

"When I call you are you going to jump when I say jump?"

"Yes baby, just please stop or I'm going to mess up this dress!" She whispered trying not to moan too loudly. "You're about to make me cum." She leaned her head back on the seat "Please stop. I can't do that here!"

Adrian's smile grew wider as he took her right to the edge and suddenly removed his hand.

Nia's body went limp in the chair. She was so close to releasing and was pissed that she couldn't finish. Her body and kitty was tingling and at the brink of ecstasy. She looked across the table at him with lust in her eyes. She watched the man suck her juices from his fingers. Adrian was a freak and she loved it.

"You better take me back to that room, now!" She told him.

He smirked over at her. "I thought you'd never ask." He pulled out his wallet to pay for their dinner.

Nia was horny and wanted Adrian to finish what he started. She stood from the table and excused herself to the ladies room. She needed to freshen up before they left.

When they got back to the hotel Adrian was already ripping the dress off of Nia's body. He picked her up and sat her on the sink in the bathroom.

He kissed her passionately and pressed his big throbbing penis against her clitoris. He teased her with the head before he finally entered inside of her.

Nia gasped as he stretched out her canal. Her moans of pleasure filled the bathroom as he pounded into her. He gripped her round booty and forced himself deeper. He could feel his tip hitting her cervix which almost made him cum prematurely. He had to try his best to not release before he pleased his woman.

"Fuck, your shit is so good!" He told her as he nibbled on her earlobe. "You gonna make me leave that bitch!"

His words made her pussy wetter. Nia wanted him to leave his wife for her. She wanted the man all to herself.

Adrian pulled out of her. He wanted their time together to last all night long. He wasn't trying to cum yet. He pulled off the rest of his clothing and carried Nia into the shower. He turned on the warm water and pressed her body against the glass. He lifted her legs around his waist and slid her onto his shaft. Their love making quickly steamed up the entire bathroom.

Adrian took Nia's mind, body and soul to places it had never been before. When she was intertwined in his web she forgot about everything even having a husband. She forgot all about time and the consequences she would have to face. All she could think about was how good he made her body feel. They stayed making love under the warm water until Adrian nutted inside of her. Nia knew the risk of unprotect sex but when she was with him she didn't care.

He turned off the water and took her hand. He guided her over to the bed of roses and laid her nude perfectly proportioned body on top of them. He wanted to kiss and tease every part of her. He started at her pedicured toes as he sucked each one into his mouth. Then he kissed up her foot and lifted her leg and began to work his way up to her body.

Nia arched her back as he kissed up her pelvis, across her toned belly up to her hard nipples. He sucked each one between his teeth sending shock waves to her groin. He began to kiss his way down her abdomen to her shave kitty.

"Ouu shit?" She cried out in pleasure as his tongue flicked against her clitoris. The man went to work putting his entire face deep into her goodies. He used his lips and tongue to make love to her most sensitive spots.

When he felt her trying to pull away he gripped her hips and used his strong arms to keep her legs open to him. Adrian didn't stop until he sucked the soul right from her body. He knew the people in the next room heard her screams as he made her climax.

Nia's body couldn't take anymore. She was still full from their wonderful dinner together and now the man had fucked her senseless. She was exhausted so it wasn't no surprise that she rolled over and instantly drifted off to sleep.

Adrian smiled down at her. He knew he was the best at what he did. Fucking the sexy ass woman fed his ego. It was like an addiction to him. It was no way he would ever let her go.

He yawned and stretched his back. Adrian was tired himself after putting in so much work. He laid down next to her and pulled her petite body into his. He cradled her from behind until he soon fell into a deep sleep. . . .

[hitchell-mope]

(An Understanding)

Kara (on the phone): yes. Yes Morgan. We know. Believe me. We know. Yes. Okay. Goodbye. Christ.

Mon El: what did he want now?

Kara: he wanted to make sure that we were doing everything we can to take the Luthor’s down AND that we have his company’s full cooperation.

Mon El: we that was nice of him.

Kara: yeah I suppose. Get the glasses.

Mon El: what?

Kara: Andrea’s at the door. Get the glasses please. Thanks. Andrea. What brings you here at this hour and how the hell did you know our address?

Andrea: do you still have supergirl’s ear? And does Alex still work with her?

Kara: yes and yes. But why?

Andrea: I’m in way over my head and I need help.

Mon El: Andrea. What is this about?

Andrea: they killed Russ. They could kill my father. They could kill me. I can’t go to Lillian because I want nothing to do with Lena and I need supergirl’s help.

Kara: okay. Let’s start at the beginning. Who killed who now?

Mon El: Russ was William’s friend? The one he thinks was killed by Lex?

Andrea: oh god they could kill William too.

Kara: Mike.

Mon El: Kara.

Both: could I talk to you for a moment? Thank you.

(Around the corner off the kitchenette)

Both: I think we should tell her.

Kara: why do you think we should tell her?

Mon El: I have a theory I wanna test out. Why do you think we should tell her?

Kara: if we want to help her we need to kick this crypticness in the can. Ready?

Mon El: ready.

(They remove their glasses)

Kara: Andrea. Could you c’mere please?

Andrea: yeah? Oh wow. Those nose prints go really deep.

Kara (reluctantly resisting the urge to punch Andrea in the face): open the cabinet next to the bathroom door.

(Andrea opens the cabinet. She sees the costumes. And promptly faints but gets caught by Mon El. Later on after a stiff brandy)

Mon El: take your time. It’s a lot to process all at once.

Andrea: you were there. It was you. Valor was you. Valor IS you.

Mon El: mhmm. My real name is Mon El. Final king of the deceased planet Daxam. My codename is Valor. My human alias is Mike Danvers. Formerly Matthews.

Andrea: and you. Is your name actually Kara?

Kara: actually. Yes. My real name is Kara Zor El of the House Of El from the deceased planet Krypton. One of two survivors here in earth. If the other survivor decides to tell you then you’ll know so please don’t ask. My codename is supergirl. And my human alias is Kara Danvers.

Andrea: right. Does Alex know?

Kara: yes.

Andrea: Cat knows too doesn’t she?

Mon El: yes.

Andrea: William?

Kara: no. Not yet. And you can’t tell him. He’s our friend and we want to protect our friends right?

Andrea: I won’t tell him. But I can’t stop him if he figures it out by himself.

Kara: we know. We learned that with Cat. She was like our Secret-Secret keeper. She knew but we didn’t know that she knew.

Andrea: so that’s why shr treats you better than me.

Kara: no I’m just better at my job than you are. Now. Is there anything that you wanted to tell us?

Mon El: or do you want us to guess?

Andrea: I think you might already know.

Mon El: I have a theory.

Kara: why don’t we head to the DEO so that you don’t have to repeat yourself.

Andrea: okay.

(At the DEO)

Kara: hey guys we have something to-oh shit. I thought you’d all still be in your uniforms.

Andrea: Samantha. Nia. You’re on their team?

Nia: Andrea.

Samantha: hey

Both: ummmm.

Mon El: okay the jig is up. Hey everyone. Yes. Andrea knows. We told her. She’s not like Lena. She needs our help. And that’s what we do right? We help people. There’ll be time for reintroductions later. But right now Andrea needs to tell us all something. Andrea. Go.

Andrea: they’re called Leviathan. They’ve got me on a leash. They killed my boyfriend. I need to do their bidding or they’ll kill my father. I need your help.

Kara: Brainy could you and Winn study this medallion please? Thank you. Everyone should probably get their uniforms back on then. We might be headed for a fight. Alex could we?

Alex: you heard her. Let’s get to work. I need to have a little talk with my sister and her husband.

(End of An Understanding)

[blorbfoosh]

PART III - Closure, Commencement

It was a hella busy day at the Riverton Saloon, and Polar was hard at work, servin’ out drinks and food with Nilly at her side. She expected her to have a bit of experience with mixology, but oh, Jimmy mother-loving strudel. The utter fluidity that she served and chatted up the patrons was just beautiful. It was clear she had experience. “Pols? Sidecar for Lady Marie, plain whiskey for Mista Yamado, and a ginger ale for Pluck.” The mere mention of her son’s name was enough to make Polar perk up and eye the whole establishment, before spotting that familiar, reptilian silhouette near the door, waving awkwardly. The raven-haired woman rolled her eyes with a sigh, making a mental note to question him later, before walking over to the bar counter and picking up the designated drinks before busing them to their respective owners. “H-hello, ma’am..” “Pluck. Hunny- Who exactly-? You know the Saloon’s off-limits UY16, you got SRFCM, or when I have UFM.” You’d think that a darkner the size of the guy would have more guts- But no, he flushed darker than a sapphire emerald, gingerly taking the drink and looking away, hiding his face under his hat as he took a sip. “Pluck. It’s nonalcoholic, so you’re fine. Just.. Who.” “Miss Rou. She asked you and Miss Nils to meetcha at the back.. It’s urgent, she says.” An eyebrow raised at that little quip, cornflower blue lips stretching into a grin. Polar looked outside to see a sleep-deprived badger, eyes wary and full of urgency. The raven-haired woman nodded at the badger, gently tapping Pluck on his left shoulder blade thrice. “You’re in charge now- Nia and Lu will handle the Saloon with you. You know what to do.” At this, the sandy-colored reptilian monster straightened up, and gave the lil miss his best salute, before rushing off to the counter. Polar smiled softly, before gesturing the badger- Now redhead, inside. The onyx-locked individual came into the breakroom soon after. “So, Rou, how did recon go?” “Yes, any information on Solan’s whereabouts?” Roulette looked a little ansty, taking a deep breath and beginning her tale… Oh. That was.. A lot of information to take in. Guaranteed, Polar was sure that whatever made the badger’s face look that serious would be a little grave, but- She wasn’t expecting an Aspect mess.

“..Kaycee and Solan. Jexi used Solan to experiment with her newfound slime powers- Mind control, maybe. Abnyssia Order member- Queen Lazarus, and Jexi.. Together. Juniper, Pillar of Time herself, going to the place and kicking... Oh.” Nilly laced her fingers together, bringing them to her lips and breathing on them softly.

“It’s safe to say that wherever Juni is right now, that’s where Solan is. And I.. I don’t want Kay to know what happened, not without him. Cause the slime people I encountered- They were nice, sure, but.. Whatever they were guzzling, it hooked them.”

..The slime that Vercos accidentally ingested. It was tying in, somehow.

Please, for the love of Lleu- Don’t let this turn into an infection. Please…

“Well, that’s one case closed. Somewhat. We just need to wait for the snakey boy to come home, and calm his little ferret.”

Rou, Nils, and Polar shared a knowing look at that. Boy, those two had a LOT to talk about.

———

“Dear Xi’jua- We’ll have s-so much to talk about.. And I have to [ lay it out word for word ]- She’ll be so worried- She already is out of her mind, I just know it-! Oh, stars, oh [ SPARKLES ], oh..”

In a neat little lab, somewhere.. Paced a tall anxiety noodle. Kind of. This noodle had wings! And a slimy, scaly, feathered-looking tail.. Our darling Solan, whom we haven’t seen in a while(credits to Lady Jexi here. We love you{we don’t, kinda?}for that.), is now temporarily residing with the Pillar of Time! Lucky guy bumped into her on a run- A run from a crazy, [ COMPLETELY OUT OF HER MIND ] slime lady! Since the nice hare said she knew some stuff about the body he was supposed to inhabit, he decided it was.. Safe, there.

When he told Juni all about his little predicament, she didn’t look necessarily happy. It reminded him of [ lil sprout ! ] for some reason. Gods, he missed her.. If only he could tell her everything. But he can’t. He can’t bear to face her now- And he sure as [ f### ] can’t let her see him like this!

…A ruined, soiled, pudgy, feathery mess of an Addi-ton.

Solan glanced resentfully at his reflection in the mirror. He still could taste that [ rotten ] cream... Ugh. He’s certainly staying away from that for a while. Hateful images of him being tied up, mindlessly ingesting slime, as his mind spiraled, and his body e x p a n d e d . . .

Solan couldn’t help but shiver at the thought, tapping at his belly again. Still a tad pudgy.

‘It comes with what you’ve been through. The body had to adapt quickly- And apparently, in your case, you got literal updates.’

That was what Ms. Juni said. It was normal, she reassured him. Albeit uncalled for- It was normal. In a way. She was gonna get to the bottom of this, and Solan would walk back to being his happy old self. No dragons, no suns, no fiery orange birds in his dreams.. No more sensations of eating pure [ light ].

T-they’ll get to the bottom of this.

[ Shiri.. Fei. ]

———

“Shit- Really?” Lyme’s familiar voice came out from the phone speaker, and Rou couldn’t help but laugh, nodding her head as she wiped Spritz off. “Yeah, but IMO, the weirdest part of it all was how I didn’t get a yelling after telling Pluck to grab himself a ginger ale. Rissy gal’s kinda slipping, ‘onestly.” A few sizzles could be heard from the loudspeaker and a few quiet, muffled voices in the background. “Mayb’ not, bae. Heard that- eh- Ducky o’er there, he got some gulps of that slime. He doing fine, by the way?” “..eh? Oh, Ver, yeah, he’s okay. He’s quarantined ‘n shit. Pol’s keeping a good-ass eye on him and what he eats.” “And she says she ain’t it for lovin’.”

Rou smirked, wiping her forehead and taking a deep breath.

“Well, she’s a tough bitch. I can’t blame her. She’s clearly gone through something in the past.”

“Haven’t we all? A- FOR THE LAST FUCKIN’ TIME- XENON!”

A boyish cackle could be heard in the background, with cartoony boing effects being thrown everywhere. Pft. He musta gotten into Lyme’s stashes again.. She missed that place.

“Gods- Anyway, bae- How’s that case goin’ for you ‘n Nils?”

The redhead perked up, dusting her cleaning rag and setting it aside, looking out to the ravine.

“Well- There’s a lot. There’s that gala showing, for some breakthrough or whatever, just some moneybags being fancy ‘n allat. We got into that event, thanks to Ryso and Anti’s expert coding skills- The kid has an amazing mentor. Pols got us the gigs so we don’t look outta place, Ace lent us some shit to do shit, the usual.

There's not much going on besides the fact that we gotta bring two people back. Nils has a sneaking suspicion that Areon’s adoption files are connected to this? Somehow? Cause she went sneaking around somewhere and found some files that connected em- So I guess we know now who’s the first one to get back?”

“..huh.”

“Yea- Just pretty stumped on what Reon’s gotta do with alla this. He could be an experiment, or the means of power, like what happened to Nilly.”

Ah, yeah. We love a good lab rat trope. Whereas Nilly was strapped and chained for her power to energize a whole factory- Rou was strapped and chained to an experiment table, tubes plugging into her arms, pouring that sick, white chemical into her blood-

Eugh. The redhead got sick from just thinking about it-...

God forbid she ever goes through that again. Cause he’s dead. That won’t ever happen again, ever.

Matiz will never perfect his craft- And Roulette herself made sure of that.

“..Bae? You good? You’ve been quiet.”

“Ah- No, yeah, I’m okay. Just dozed off into space, heh-”

“Take a nap. It must be pretty late there, eh? You’ve had a long day.”

“Tuck me in?”

He snorted, a quiet chuckle escaping his voicebox.

“Get your ass home then.”

..It wasn’t much. But these calls were all she had for now. And she’ll cherish them.

——— Cherish, hmm? That seems pretty heavy of a title. Let’s see how much would you choose that- over the real thing. Ruddy blue hands curled, cerulean strings dropping daintily into her Deep Blue martini, fizzing and popping softly in the alcohol. The drink glowed a sharp aquamarine, before settling. And everyone was none the wiser. A predatory glint shined in those light denim eyes, as the lady sipped quietly at her drink, listening, watching. You can always find a good tale to twist if you stay quiet after all. But alas. None of which caught her eye. Meaning that her business here was over- And it was time to make her way to the main stage. Three SOULSHARDS should be enough to pay for her drink. The star-looking darkner seemed puzzled at the currency handed to him but took it all the same. She didn’t mind the odd stares she got from the rest of the patrons. She was used to it, after all. Not every day you get to see a live Aspect in the flesh. But to her? She was sure that all she was to them was a pretty-looking blue lady. Hmp. At least she was still pretty. The woman deftly opened her parasol, twirling it absentmindedly in her hands. The worn, paved grounds of that little Meadowbrook town started to fade, being replaced with a blur of blues and purples- A light shimmer encapsulating her figure. It was all a familiar party trick to her now.

When she opened her eyes, she was in the middle of a lobby. It was certainly something- For a company that just started a few months ago. The woman smiled, pleased at her handiwork. From the outside, it seemed small and cramped- Those dripping string designs didn’t particularly help- But on the inside? It was spacious. Sleek, jade tiles covered the floor, as smooth plaster encircled the area. In the far end, a sleek, stainless steel reception waited, the Woven Hues logo standing proudly behind it. “Miss, you shouldn’t be here with-” The little lizard monster was silenced with a glare. “Where is Matiz? I have a scheduled meeting with him.” “I-I’m sorry, miss, but he isn’t-” Her eyes darkened, as she bent over the little lizard with a menacing grin. “Tell him the Lady of Strings is here. Now.” She straightened, closing her parasol and letting it hang neatly on her wrist, before flicking her irises down to the lesser. “I don’t like waiting.” She got her wish soon enough, the tall, thin form of a skeleton standing in front of a fireplace- The fire being replaced by a thick rainbow-looking liquid. Lava lamp. “Lady Fate. A pleasure.” His quiet, raspy voice crawled out his throat, scuttling around the room. His hollow, stretched face seemed to gaze straight at her- Even though he was facing away. But she knew. His eyes were all for her, anyhow. “My dear Matiz.” Her voice dipped a few octaves, becoming silky, saccharine. She seemed to glide over to the skeleton, fingers lightly tracing down his back. “You’ve been doing well lately.. So, so well.” He tensed up, white eyelights flicking down to the woman beside him. “My lady. May I ask what is the cause for your… Impromptu visit?” She let her hand fall, a small sigh exiting her lips. “Do I need a reason to visit you~?” The skeleton turned to fully face her, and she smirked. Finally. Slightly stretched, greyish bones shone dully in the dim lighting of the office, one eyelight small and bright, the other socket dripping of color. Cracks that had grown with age back in that poor Void had reverted, bringing back a light scar, stretching across his skull. Even after all of that- He was still handsome in a way. Destiny could never compare. “You know we-” “I know, I know, my dear. I just have a little tip for you. About a little piece of wood..?” Aha. That caught his attention greatly. Of course- Of course. Fate knew what the little pest did to him. The reason why fell in the first place. Tch. “Oh?”

“She’s grown up, nice and fine.. Just as you wanted her to. And~! She’s looking for you.” That serious expression broke away, being replaced with that oh so familiar smirk. If only he’d glance at her that way again. She knew he wanted to. He knew she knew. It was just more fun playing like this. “Well, let her come. I’d love to show her my final project. That because of her, I was able to complete, after all~ These years.” He gestured to the side, a dimly lit capsule full of whitish liquid- A human-looking silhouette floating numbly within the serum. It flinched a bit, making Matiz grin wider. “I’m sure she’d love to see what she became.”

[darkfictionjude]

If MC was a normal kind of guy, in the way MC's parents want him (in my case my MC is male) to be, would the RO's ever consider befriending or romancing MC?

I think there is a chance. More or less. But an MC that is basically Orla/Imre (based on gender), at least when it comes to popularity and level of standard attractiveness, I don't know if it would fare as well as real MC. For instance, Imre may think normal! MC is fake; Nia may think normal! MC is boring and Lorcan just has a harder time distancing Orla from MC (and probably hates a male MC anyway).

On the other hand, expectations would still be for them to become friends. Although the friendship may very well be shallow or for appearances sake.

Although, other possibility could be normal! MC is too much of a green flag for the RO's. In the sense that they prefer to not taint normal! MC with their issues (but I see this as unlikely).

Nonnie it’s kind of like you tried to answer your own question here like you want through all possibilities 😭

Yeah Imre’s friendship would be very surface-level he might date mc only to please his father but it wouldn’t go far.

Nia would find an mc like that very boring, a drone just like all the others that surround her.

Lorcan wouldn’t think much of them before the incident. After that he thinks they’re a psycho who hides behind their niceness

Ultimately a normal mc is just someone in town, someone they go to school with. Forgettable. Mundane. Yawn.

[rygoespop]

Thomas and Friends: Legends of Sodor (Story 35): A Visit to Remember

Narrator: A Visit to Remember

Scene opens at Tidmouth Sheds at Morning, Sir Topham Hatt came with a letter

Narrator: One morning, Sir Topham Hatt came to Tidmouth Sheds, he’s got a letter

Nia: Good morning Sir

Molly: What’s with the letter?

STH: It’s a Letter from the Furness Railway over on the Mainland

Edward: The Furness Railway?

Thomas: Wait, Edward, you know about the Furness Railway?

Edward: Of course Thomas, I used to work there a long time ago before I became part of the Railway

STH: *opens the Letter and reads* Dear Sir Topham Hatt, I am sending an Old Friend of Edward to visit Sodor, he is a Red Tank Engine with Two Blue Coaches, signed: The Mainland Controller

Edward: Red tank engine? *realize* Albert! Albert is coming to visit

Rosie: Edward, who’s Albert?

Edward: Albert is an old friend of mine back when I worked on the Furness Railway many years ago, before I came here and worked with Glynn and later with all of you

Percy: But when he is coming?

Edward: He will be here today

Scene transitions to Albert puffing onto the Vicarstown Drawbridge from the Mainland, Albert was also pulling his coaches, Helena and Victoria

Helena: So this is Sodor?

Victoria: Looks very interesting

Albert: Indeed Helena and Victoria

Helena and Victoria: This will be an adventure

Scene transitions to Knapford Station, as Edward, Thomas, Molly, James, Stanley, and Emily all waited

Narrator: At Knapford, the engines waited

Stanley: So Edward, when is Albert coming?

Edward: He should be here right about

Soon, Albert’s whistle was heard in the distance

Edward: There he is!

Albert puffed into Knapford with Helena and Victoria

Albert: Hello Edward, long time no see!

Edward: Albert! You came! I see you brought Helena and Victoria with you

Helena: Indeed!

Victoria: We don’t like being left behind!

Thomas: Hello there, I’m Thomas

Albert: Nice to meet you Thomas, any friend of Edward, is a friend of mine

Helena: And we are his coaches, I’m Helena

Victoria: And I’m Victoria!

Thomas: Woooow! I’m sure Annie and Clarabel will like this

Scene transitions to Albert puffing down the line Wellsworth, pulling Helena and Victoria as they are full of passengers

Narrator: Soon, Albert got to work, he was taking Passengers to Wellsworth

Albert: Ah, this must be Wellsworth

BoCo: Oh, hello there, you must be Albert, I’m BoCo

Philip: And I’m Philip!

Albert: Nice to meet you both

The guard blew his whistle

Albert: Time to get going *blew his whistle and puffs off*

Helena: That was a nice station

Victoria: Indeed

Albert: Well I’m glad you both liked it

Scene transitions to Albert puffing into Crovan’s Gate

Narrator: Later, Albert arrived at Crovan’s Gate

Ivo Hugh: Hello there, I’m Ivo Hugh, who are you?

Albert: I’m Albert, and these are my coaches, Helena and Victoria!

Helena and Victoria: Greetings!

Ivo Hugh: Nice to meet you

Scene transitions to Albert puffing into Vicarstown Station, where Gordon, Henry, and Rebecca were there

Narrator: At last, Albert made his final stop at Vicarstown

Elderly Passenger: Thank you Albert, very comfortable journey

Albert: Your welcome

Gordon: I’m impressed

Henry: Yeah, you did very well

Rebecca: Yay for Albert!

Albert: Thank you!

Soon, Thomas, Edward, James, Percy, Toby, Emily, Molly, Rosie, Stanley, and Nia all arrive

Stanley: Well done Albert!

Emily: Those passengers were pleased

James: You can join me for a wash at any time

Toby: That was remarkable!

Albert: Aw, thanks you guys!

Thomas: So, what’s next?

Albert: Well, I’m heading home to The Mainland, I can’t wait to tell my story of my visit

Edward: Come back and see us soon!

Albert: And you’re all welcome to visit the Furness Railway!

Albert blew his whistle and puffs away with Helena and Victoria

Narrator: Soon, Albert puffed proudly back home to the Furness Railway on the Mainland, with one day, the Steam Team will visit him soon

Steam Clouds rolled in

Story End