#hope you enjoy :]

[paramasqueradeva]

Frisk Dance - Twin Runes Mini Story [ Deltarune/Undertale Comic Dub ]

Comic By: @akanemnon

[miscellaneoustofu]

Basketball bad boys, anyone?

Yeah, so these are my Kirisaki Daiichi redesigns. The uncrowned kings and their respective squads have all the fun potential and I intend to use it.

Kirisaki Daiichi and Hanamiya being the most slept on team for character design of them all because you can’t make a canonical “bad boy” team and not have them be emo, goth, and punk for the funsies. For the visual “pen egg chest qua” (je ne sais quoi). For the fun, stereotypical edgelord flair we all deserve to indulge in every now and then.

Makoto’s og design simply didn’t scream spider enough for me and I was tired of so many key characters having this longish, same shade of black hair (him, Himuro, Mibuchi, etc). Like, I know giving the black and brown a colored tint can subtract from the uniqueness of the GOM, but not even a little? So, yeah, fuck allat, I’m using desaturated colors every now and then.

I also loved drawing Makoto in some casual clothes and much needed drip. Villains are required to serve most. I wanted to draw the rest of them in some casual outfits because trust Kojiro and honestly all of them dress immaculately but life and time restraints. Maybe later.

Story wise, each player and Makoto maybe have their own reasons for turning to hurting others through basketball and I hope you catch some of the story threads I threw in. Whether or not they deserve or have the capacity to change is entirely up to you all with Makoto having the most potential to be entirely complex or cartoonishly evil (I like both). I’m a sucker for a bit of character complexity and things that leave room for interpretation.

Sometimes knb can be very black and white in its themes…

Well, let me know what you all think! Thank you, for everyone’s kind words and support. See ya!

[writing-whenever-whatever]

Little song bird -  his head as a wedding present

Emperor geta x emperor Caracalla x reader 

Part 1 part 2 part 3 

Summery : after last nights events the emperors insist on staying by your side till Caracalla goes through a maddening episode and your secrets of your traumatic past start to unravel 

Warning : threats, planning death, abuse, violence, men being foolish, protective emperors, wedding planning, caracalla loosing himself slightly, comfort, no smut yet sorry. Not proof read. 

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When I wake up in the early hours of the morning rays of golden sun come into my room from the open balcony window, I sit up in bed the blankets wrapped around me for comfort, I look across to both Geta and Caracalla who are on opposite sides of the room snoring still dressed in their extravagant attire from the night before. They look so peaceful their fiery red hair glistening gold in the sun as I watch their faces contort with sleep. 

I stay sat in bed watching them till I hear a faint timid knock on the door. I walk towards it unlocking the door quickly and opening it a crack peering round the edge “ good morning my lady I’m sorry to bother you” a young maid stood on the other side of the door her voice trembling “ I heard the emperors spent the night in your chambers last night” I open the door a little more letting the girl see into the room “ you heard correctly” my voice still thick with sleep as I rub my eyes “ I wished to inform you breakfast will be brought to your room shortly if you wish to wake them” she steps back bowing “ thank you for informing” I smile softly my eyes still holding a firm stare as the girl turns away I close the door. I go back to watch both boys sleep for a while letting them rest a little longer. 

I walk towards Geta first resting my hand against his cheek gently running the other through his hair “ time to wake my love” I whisper my voice sweet and gentle as his amber eyes flicker open he pulls me into his arms “ such a beauty to wake to” his voice is gruff and sends goosebumps across my body as he kisses across my neck and cheek a violent blush rising to my face

  “ let me wake Caracalla” I giggle sweetly as he pulls me closer to him “ I’d rather keep you to myself “ his voice a deep possessive growl as he buries his head into my neck. “ I can hear you” Caracalla grumbles rubbing his eyes tiredly “ so selfish of you brother “ his eyes scan over us as Geta keeps his arms tightly wrapped around me a smirk stretching across his face “ don’t be jealous that she wants me more than you” he scoffs causing Caracalla to raise his brow an unimpressed scowl appearing he opens his mouth to argue but I interrupt “ now now boys “ I giggle looking over to Caracalla who walks towards us pulling me off getas lap rather aggressively, his grip on my wrist has bruising  force causing me to try to pull back “ ow Caracalla let go, please “ tears well in my eyes as he pulls me towards him harder finally letting go of my wrist when I’m in front of him “ You aren’t just his” his voice seems cold clouded over with a madness as his hand runs down my cheek just to pull back and struck me across the it causing me to fall back onto the floor with a shriek, a red mark maiming my soft skin  as I stare up at him in shock. 

geta pushes his brother back “ DO NOT STRIKE A LADY, YOU HAVE LOST YOURSELF BROTHER “ he snaps his voice forcing sense into him causing him to step back he continues to stare down at me a shocked expression remaining on his face “ I apologise my lady” he stutters slightly “ I must gather my senses “ he rushes out the room the door slamming behind him as he runs towards his chamber. 

Geta reaches his hand to me to help me up but I flinch back my eyes squeezing shut as my breath quivers “ I’m not going to hurt you song bird” he looks at me his eyes full of pity “ he did not mean it” he crouches infront of me his hand resting on my shoulder as I look up at him he pulls me towards him holding me in his embrace “ Caracalla struggles with episodes of madness, he isn’t aware of his actions in these periods “ he looks down at me “ it’s best to try not to anger him within those time periods” he runs his hand through my hair as I relax into his arms 

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A few hours pass and I’m sat with Geta in the meeting room listening to him,  his advisers and friends talk about the wedding arrangements i let out a soft sigh feeling Caracallas absence causes me a slight sense of discomfort as I’m suddenly dragged from my thoughts as Geta runs his hand up my arm “ what bothers you song bird” he queries tilting his head slightly I look up to him wide eyed as I fidget in my seat “ surely your brother should be here for this you aren’t the only one marrying me” he looks down at me “ he needs his time to calm down he was quite riled up this morning “ Geta insists as I stand up from my seat “ no Geta, if he is not here no arrangements will take place. it is not just your day” I snap my eyes burning through him as he swallow a lump in his throat “ very well if you wish him to be here go get the fool” his voice slightly raised yet not matching my anger as I turn on my heals leaving the room without another word. 

It takes me a while to find my way to Caracalla’s quarters looking around the palace for ages trying to find my way loosing myself to the histories the walls hold as I feel a cold clammy hand land on my shoulder causing me to spin around meeting Caracalla face to face “ you seem to have wandered far little song bird, I hope you weren’t trying to fly away” his voice is soft his eyes still watery from hours of crying “ of course I wasn’t my love I was seeking you” I smile up at him as he steps back slightly “ me?” He mutters shock filling his features as he plays with the rings on his fingers nervously “ why” he questions his voice trembling with emotion “ you are my future husband I did not wish for you to stay locked away torturing yourself over a silly mistake”

 I get closer to him stroking his cheek gently “ I can not blame you for your health my love. things will happen but we will prevail” I kiss his cheek feeling his hand land on my waist holding me close “ I do apologise for my actions I wasn’t aware of what was happening “ he sniffles as tears well in his eyes “ tis ok my love nothing a little make up can’t hide, plus it’s not like I’ve not had worse happen” I look up at him as his face drops slightly “ what do you mean “ he questions his voice turning desperate for an answer “ nothing it doesn’t matter” I smile trying to distract him “ come my love geta is waiting we can talk later” I hold his hand leading him to the meeting room yet my words seem to stick with him.

As we re enter the room Geta looks up at his brother a smug look on his face “ good she found you, we were wondering where you’d run of to” he scoffs slightly as Caracalla occupies the seat I was in previously and pulls me to sit on his lap his head resting in my shoulder “ we were discussing our wedding brother and she believed you just had to be involved “ he slouched back slightly looking at Caracalla through squinted eyes “ how sweet of her” he looks at me wrapping his arms tighter holding me closer as he breathes In my sweet scent honey suckle and lavender filling his nose making his thoughts swell in his mind. 

A hour passes made up of Geta nattering to the planner writing things down and insisting for the best when he’s interrupted by Caracalla “ brother” he looks at Geta a hesitation present in his voice “ what is it “ he grumbles resting his head in his hands sighing deeply “i am concerned about our bride to be” he looks at me slightly his mouth forming a thin line as he bites at the skin of his lips “ i told you I’m find Caracalla“ i look back at him my hand stroking his arm gently “ what concerns you” heya sits up his back straightening as he moves to the edge of the chair his hand moving to rest on my knee “I apologised for my actions and she stated she’s experienced worse” his eyebrows furrow as he buries his head against the back of my shoulder as Geta rises to his feet a shocked expression spreading around his face “ my love what do you mean “ he questions moving closer to me this time falling to his knees looking up at me “ it doesn’t matter” I mumble tilting my head away avoiding eye contact with both boys as Caracalla grabs my chin with a gentle but forceful hand moving my head to look at Geta “ tell us” his voice holds power as i take a deep breath “ if you insist emperors “ i close my eyes for a second thinking carefully of my next words. 

“ when I was a child I grew up without any females around no mother, sisters or even female servants.” I take a deep breath looking at Geta “ I was raised by men obviously they believe they’re more superior that they’re always right and my father decided that he’d permit these men to punish me for my wrong doings, if I Stepped a toe out of line I’d be beaten sometimes to the point of unconsciousness” I watch Getas face twist in horror and Caracalla peppering gentle kisses across my shoulder comforting me in his arms “ I was told I was to expect this in the real world, if a husband ever was to want me I should expect a few bruises along the way” I sigh slightly

 “I’ll kill him” Geta stands pacing the room frantically “ have his eyes gouged out and beaten in the Colosseum for all to see” he goes on ranting not noticing the tears swelling in my eyes “ he’s still my father Geta” I mumble slightly “ and no father should beat his daughter, especially when his daughter is the future empress of Rome“ Caracalla grumbled his voice low as he smothers me in his attention “ if you wish to kill him” I look at Geta as he turns to me “ I want to watch” a cruel smile spreads across his face a cackle escapes Caracalla as he looks at me in shock 

“ perhaps it could be our wedding entertainment “ he jokes a small smile spreading across my face as he strokes my cheek with his thumb “ as the final piece of entertainment to end the night” Geta smiles looking at both me and Caracalla “ his head as a wedding present “ he chuckles making me smile as I look down at my hands playing with the rings on my fingers “ it’s a plan then” geta looks over at the wedding planners “ write it down then gods didn’t you hear your empress and your emperors” he snaps at them slightly as they scribble it down as quickly as possible before leaving and putting all that was discussed into action. 

[buggachat]

something so fucked up about Chat Noir’s whole deal is that he is in a lot of ways Adrien playing a character. Like Adrien picked up his miraculous and was told he’d be a superhero so he was like “ok, time to act like a superhero!” and he lets himself have fun w it and play up the role and let loose and kind of just allow himself to be silly and goofy and have fun and for once in his life not care about performing Perfection™.

But. But none of the other characters KNOW THAT. So everyone just sees Chat Noir and is like “look at this guy’s ego. He’s so full of himself. Surely it’d be fair to knock him down a few pegs” without being aware of how few pegs he actually HAS. He’s like the “insecure character who overcompensates in ego” trope except he’s really not doing it unironically, he’s just having a fun LARP pretending to have self worth in his off-hours but nobody else is on the same page about it being a game and he refuses to tell them. He just dramatically pouts about it and lets them laugh and pretends like he’s not internalizing it and it is almost 3 am and my brain forced me to write this instead of sleeping I’m gonna take a melatonin

[iceycloversart]

bonus:

[batty4steddie]

Eddie "Shit." Stranger Things 4

[halosmelie]

hijack AGAIN ?!? pls I love them sm I can’t stop drawing them…

[andejoe]

No one wanted to ask. Someone had to. It was terrifying. But it made sense.

Of course humanity finally abandoned its planet. Everyone was surprised they hadn’t abandoned it sooner. Still, the concern was there.

What made humanity abandon their planet in a mass event? What thing was finally found to scare them off their favorite death world?

Of course not every last human abandoned the planet, but enough did that Earth was no longer considered ‘inhabited’. Humans flocked to other worlds, most choosing death worlds with similar biomes to the ones they preferred. (And there was a suspiciously armored ship heading towards Disney planet.)

The concerning thing was the humans kept going back. Never landing. Never breaking the atmosphere. Just driving by.

Finally, a delegate was chosen to ask the human council member. Poor Laeri was nervous, but they had been called friend by council member Daryl before. Surely this question wouldn’t be an offense.

“Daryl, may I speak with you a moment?”

Daryl paused, and nodded, careful not to smile. He was well practiced in the art of not offending. “Of course Laeri. What is the matter?”

“Humanity has recently applied for habitation permits for a dozen planets. As soon as the permits were awarded, humans left very quickly.”

“Well sure. The permits took three earth years to be approved. Most of the planet had been preparing for over five years at that point,” Daryl explained.

“Yes, that is not my question. The question is why?”

“Why were they ready?”

Laeri shook their head. “Why did they leave Earth? Humans have made it a point to ‘stick it out’ despite better options being available. Why leave now?”

“Oh, that. Well.” Daryl paused. He knew he didn’t have to report officially yet, but his friend wanted to know. “Will you keep it a secret from the council?”

Laeri paused. The answer being a secret did not occur to them. What could the humans possibly be hiding? Would they be able to hide it as well?

“I do not think I can keep any dangerous thing a secret,” Laeri finally admitted.

Daryl nodded. “Nor would I ask you to. It’s not dangerous, just a little experiment more like.”

“If it is an experiment, then you should speak with-“

“No Laeri.” Daryl interrupted calmly. “This isn’t something we want help with. That’s why we haven’t mentioned anything to the Viyon Academics. We just need time to see if it works.”

Their curiosity finally got the better of them.

“If what works?”

“A new society. A new civilized species.”

Laeri didn’t speak, but either from awe or concern, they weren’t sure. Daryl continued.

“We believe a species evolves when they start to take care of their injured and impaired. It means they have compassion. Well an intelligent species on earth has been observed showing compassion. We simply want to give them the space they require to evolve.”

Laeri considered the intelligent species that lived on earth. They were suddenly very concerned. Had the humans been duped?

“The dolphi are showing compassion?” Laeri asked.

Daryl almost laughed. “Not even close. No, we wouldn’t break the agreement we made. They’re not escaping earth anytime soon.”

Laeri felt immediate relief. “Then which species is it?”

Daryl smiled. He couldn’t help it. He liked birds. “Corvids.”

“But, but they’re so small.”

“We know. That’s why some humans are still there, zoologist types to help them grow, learn, and show them the way.”

“What if another species wipes them out before they get the chance?”

Daryl shrugged. “Well that’s why we left some warriors behind, to help keep the corvids alive while they grow. And of course to keep the dolphins contained. We do take that assignment very seriously.”

Laeri was excited now. Another avian species may be joining the galaxy soon. They wanted to tell everyone.

“Promise you’ll keep the secret?” Daryl asked.

Laeri felt their excitement dash upon the cruel rocks of reality. “I will.”

“Good. Here.” Daryl held out a small computer drive.

Laeri took the drive. “What is this?”

“The live feed of the experiment. You really think we wouldn’t watch? As soon as they reach civilized status, I have to report them. Until then, they’ve been completing some very complex puzzles and problem solving lately. You’ll want to start at the beginning but they post new information all the time.”

Laeri clutched the drive to their feathered tunic. Suddenly the small drive was priceless. “I, must go now.”

Laeri took off as fast as would be ignored by others. Daryl watched his friend, surprised by how excited they were. His watch gave him an alert.

“Ooh, a group puzzle. Wonder if they managed it this time.”

Daryl walked off to his own private quarters to watch the newest update on the corvids.

[lio-rdr]

PART 2 OF THE VDL GANG AS TUMBLR/TWITTER POSTS

part 1 is on my profile under the rdr2 memes hashtag :-)

(thank you so much for the love on the first one, it means a lot <3)

[verytiredfrog]

"Make your statement, face your fear."

[help-itrappedmyself]

Dead on Main AU

Masterpost

Guys, I'm so sorry. But here's this!

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Danny blinks and he is somewhere else. He’s sitting at a dining room table, surrounded. There are so many people here. They’re all talking over each other, some yelling, some laughing. This scene comes as a great surprise to him, who -one blink ago- was trying and failing to do his homework at home in his room. Danny shoots up, his chair making a horrible noise as he pushes it away so fast it tumbles over. Everyone in the room turns to look over at him like he’s insane. 

“Oh my god, who are you people?” Danny did not mean to say this out loud, but at the sound of his voice he startles. Danny takes a moment to assess, and then, “Oh my god who am I?”  He is tall, and big, and this is certainly not his body, what is he wearing.

The boy sitting to the right of Danny, a little shorter than he is, with black hair and blue eyes (though now that he’s paying attention that does describe most people in the room),  starts chuckling lightly. “Uh, Jason? Are you good?” 

Danny turns to stare him right in the eyes. “What day is it?”

And he can tell the concern around the table is just ratcheting up every time he opens his stupid mouth.

“Did you hit your head on patrol?” The voice comes from the only blond and one of the only girls in the room, who's to the left of the person across from him. The person across from him is another boy with black hair and blue eyes who is studying Danny in a way that makes him uncomfortable, that under-a-microscope look that makes you feel like you’re failing at something.

“I have no idea if Jason hit his head.” Danny says. “I was just trying to remember if it was my birthday.”

And if he thought the room was busy when he first arrived here it is absolute pandemonium now. Everyone starts shouting and asking questions that he can’t even hear over the shouting. Someone with white hair in a suit just came through a door he didn’t even see earlier to stand by the only person not shouting, who -Danny would guess- is the only other adult in this room, witting at the head of the table. He also has black hair and blue eyes, and where almost everyone else’s reaction was panic, he froze instead. The person across from Danny also isn’t shouting, but the person next to Danny on his right has now fully stood up and looks like he might actually jump across the table to win the argument he ended up in. 

“Are you Jason’s soulmate?” is the main gist of the shouting that Danny can interpret but he’s more concerned with actual Jason at the moment. If they switched bodies... Then Jason might be in trouble…

“Hey, I forget, how long is this body swap supposed to last again?” Danny asks.

“Until you and Jason have physical contact. You have to actually meet.” The boy sitting across from him explains. He seems like one of the only ones that heard Danny talk, everyone else was still shouting. 

“Oh, that just seems terrible. What if we’re in different countries or something?” Danny complained. “Everyone in the world is just supposed to be able to drop everything and afford to fly across the world. The universe is really trying to screw people over now. Honestly, am I in a different country? Where even are we right now?”

“You’re in Gotham.” This voice was new, coming from the head of the table to Danny’s right. 

“Oh no. Nope.” Danny started backing away from the table, almost tripping on his overturned chair. “Absolutely not, no, how do I get out of here?” He starts earnestly looking for a door to get out of this place, but there are three doors he can see and he has no idea where any of them go, and doesn’t this room have any windows? What kind of a room doesn’t have any windows? Do they like to eat in a basement?

“Jason- not Jason. Uh, you need to calm down, everything will be fine alright, We’ll get you and Jason introduced no problem.” Danny swivels to track the voice and it’s the one who was sitting next to him, he’s walking towards him with his hands up and out in front of him. 

“I have to get home.” Danny breathes. 

“We can get you there, promise. Now, I’m Dick, can you tell me your name?”

“Your name is Dick? Who named you Dick?” Danny is so confused he’s stopped panicking. “How old are you for you to go by the name Dick?”

“Okay, rude.” Dick sounds like a petulant child so Danny’s estimations for his age are continuously dropping. “I’m 24.”

Danny snorts. “Okay.” The blond girl starts laughing over at the table. “I’m uh, I’m Danny.”

“Nice to meet you. Sort of. I’m Tim.” The guy from across from him had made it over to stand next to Dick. “There’s a lot of us here today so the one laughing like a hyena is Steph. That one there is Duke.” African-American, still with black hair but he has brown eyes and waves once introduced. “Damian is the short one next to him, and Cass was sitting across from Dick earlier. Our dad, Jason’s dad-” 

“Not my dad!” Steph interrupted. Tim waves her off.

“Everyone but Steph's dad, is over there, Bruce. Alfred, our butler is the one next to him.” Alfred gives a slight nod to his head. Bruce is just staring at him.

“So, names out of the way. You said you wanted to go home, where do you live?”

“Amity Park.”

[seochangbingifs]

Changbin in his tiny green shorts for @rhyperographer

[writing-whenever-whatever]

Little song bird- we shall defend your honour

Geta x Caracalla x reader 

Part 1  Part 2 part 3

Summary: After long nap, you wake up to Caracalla sat in the corner of your room watching you sleep slightly startled you rush to cover your self little did you expect how respectful such a sick man can be.

Warning: violence, blood, power imbalance, comfort, anger, no smut in this part sorry xxNot proof read 

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A few hours pass and I finally wake up from my nap the bed covers are pulled up over me snug as a cold breeze pushes through the open window causing me to grumble slightly I sit up wiping the sleep from eyes as I see a man sat in the corner of my room I pull the covers up higher my eyes adjusting to the darkness as I finally recognise Caracalla sat with a monkey dancing across his shoulders “ shhh I did not wish to wake you my love” he says his voice sounding slightly distant as he stares at me with his glossy eyes “ you looked so peaceful “ he smiles letting out a half hearted chuckle “ tis alright my emperor you did not wake me “ my voice still weak with sleep as I move to the end of the bed Caracalla meets mg gaze “ the evenings events shall start soon” he shuffles in his seat swinging his feet childishly as the monkey jumps across to my lap I gasp slightly as he crawls onto me clinging to the fabric of my dress “ she will not harm you darling she is harmless “ he stand quickly moving to crouch infront of my his chin nearly resting on my knee “ what’s her name” i run my fingers over the side of his cold face my hand running over every blemish and graze gently as he looks up at me a smirk playing in his lips “ her name is dundus she is my monkey “ his voice quivers with a soft tone he moves to sit up more as he stutters struggling to get words out “ b-but she can be o-our monkey if you wish it my love our to sh-shear”

 as dundus climbs up my chest taking a comfortable position on my shoulder her small hands tickling the top of my head causing me to giggle “ she is yours my darling but i would not mind a visit from her ever so often” i smile as he claps his hands a beaming expression spreading across his face “ I’m glad you like her she is quite lovely. just like you are” a blush spreads across my face “ you’re so kind my emperor” i bush a stray piece of his messy ginger hair behind his ear accidentally causing him to pull back with an exaggerated flinch “ relax i wont hurt you” i look at him sweetly reaching out to him his glossy eyes seem to cloud over more as he suddenly springs up to his feet “ i know that don’t be foolish no one could ever hurt me” he snaps his eye brows raised so high you’d think they’d fly off his forehead i take his hand in mine our fingers knotting together as the door swings open and a servant walks in he snatches his hand back standing up walking straight towards the girl “ DO YOU NOT KNOW HOW TO KNOCK A LADY SHOULD NEVER HAVE HER SPACE INVADED SO ABRUPTLY” Caracalla growls his face curling maliciously as he turns towards the servant who stands there holding a jug of wine “ i-I’m sorry emperor I wasn’t aware of your presence “ she bows her head blow the crown of her head practically touch the leather of Caracalla sandals “ tis alright my love she knows not to do it again “ my voice like a song to Caracallas ears causing the red of his fury to fade to a cool blue he turns towards look at me his face gentle ad he sees me crawling dundus in my arms calming her panicked squeals “ very well my darling I guess I shall let it pass but it must not happen again” he glares back at the girl his eyes stoney and cold as he falls back to lay next to me on the bed “ I was told to inform my lady that the guests have started to arrived and that dinner will be served shortly” the servant keeps her head down not making eye contact with either of us “ thank you we shall get ready “ I smile sweetly as the servant walks away. 

Dundus jumps off of my shoulder onto the bed as I lay back cuddling up to Caracalla as he wraps his arm around my waist I rest my head in the crook of his neck “ your servants here don’t seem to like me much” he sighs looking down at me “ it’ll change I’ll make sure of it” an erratic smile spreading across his face as he strokes my lower back gently “ come we must great our guests” he smiles sweetly looking at me “ and geta must be wondering why we’re absent” he chuckles slightly as he unhooks himself from around me he neatens up his hair running his fingers through it before getting up, he holds out his hand for me to take helping me up off the bed as I stand dundus jumps up onto my shoulder and then climbs across to Caracallas making me giggle “ she’s a sweet little thing” I coo gently stroking the back of her head “ Indeed she is” he smiles taking my hand in his as we begin to walk out of the bed chambers walking towards the dining room. 

As we enter the room geta is already seated at the head if the table, several guests stood around the table chatting  they suddenly fall silent turning to stare at me and Caracalla their expressions unreadable. Geta raises from his seat walking over towards me a beaming smile on his face “ my love, did you sleep well” he runs his warm hand along my cheek“ I slept very well thank you emperor” I smile sweetly as he turns to the guests “ you may sit now” he orders sounding impatient by their hesitation he rolls his eyes at the old men turning his attention back to me “ you may sit near me my love there is a space free for you” Caracalla glares at Geta “ and what if I. Want her sat near me brother” I look at th both “ how about for half the dinner o sit near Geta and the other half I sit near you” my voice soft and smooth like a gentle breeze compared to both emperors who simply nod at my suggestion walking to opposite sides of the table I take my seat next to Geta his hand instantly tangles around my waist hooking me ever so close to him “ there’s no need to keep such a distance between us” he scoffs looking down at me “ you are going to be my wife” he gets interrupted by Caracalla “ OUR WIFE” he snaps staring daggers into his brother as all the guests look across the table at me and Geta “ our wife then” he rolls his eyes “ ignore my brothers out bursts, it just proves how passionate he is about you” Geta rubs his hand down my back pulling me up onto his lap causing me to blush nervously. I look across the table watching the men chatter as the doors open and a familiar face walks through the doors general Acaclius with a beautiful lady on his arm “ excuse our lateness emperors” he bows his head “ tis alright general we know how long it can take the ladies to get ready” geta chuckles as they walk further into the room “general it’s lovely to see you again” I smile sweetly “ you too my lady “ he bows his head “ I’m glad to see you’ve settled in well” I nod resting my head back against Geta “ this is my wife lady Lucilla I hope you’ll find great company in each other” I look at her a small smile on my face “ let’s hope so” letting my head bow slightly as they take their seats on the opposite side of the table as food is brought in and begins to be placed on the table

As the feast goes on I sit nibbling on grapes staying close to geta chest as the men chatter amongst each other I notice Caracalla sat staring into the distance as if he’s under some sort of spell I tilt my head looking at him with gentle eyes. I lean close to getas ear “ I’m gonna check on your brother” I whisper my warm intoxicated breath hitting his skin causing goosebumps to form as I place I gentle kiss on his cheek “ very well my love” he smiles softly as he helps me off his lap. 

I walk round the table I feel all eyes follow me as I sit next to Caracalla my hand instantly locking into his taking him from his dazed state a smile spreading across his face his gold tooth glistening in the low candle light as Dundus climbs from his face on the table to my lap “ seems like both of you want my attention “ i giggle sweetly as dundus eats nuts and seeds off the table like a tiny human “ we missed your company “ he strokes the back of my hand with his thumb “ I was only sat over there “ I giggle looking at his childish grin that claws at his face “ so close but still so far” he grumbled pulling me closer to him “ did our guests introduced themselves to you” he asks looking into my eyes a darkness spreading through his gaze sending shivers up my spine “ no but there is no need, they’re men and I am only a woman” his expression changes his face scrunching into one of dissatisfaction “ you’re our empress my love not just any woman, you will be respected” he glares down the table at all the men taking them in as they continue their constant nattering to each other. 

He suddenly picks up his cup from the table and throws it against the wall beside us making me jump back into him further as the red wine splatters back the men turn and stare “ brother?” Geta raises an eye brow at Caracallas sudden outburst “ I find it rude how all of you seem to ignore your future empress” his voice is twinged with anger as I hold his hand in mine trying to keep him level headed “ it’s fine” I whisper in his ear as a rather drunk senator speaks up “ we apologise emperor but she’s not much to look at” he slurs taking another swig of wine. I gasp slightly as Geta slams his hand in the table “ ENOUGH” he snaps glaring at the man his eyes burning with the fires of hell, lucella rises from her seat rushing towards my side she crouches to the side of me and Caracalla whispering into the younger emperors ear “ emperor may I take your lady away from this madness before things turn sour” her voice is motherly with a deep concern in her eyes as Caracalla helps me off his lap and then gently kissing my cheek “ we will come see you later my love” I nod taking lucella’s arm as we rush out the room. 

As we get to the door way i suddenly hear a metal on flesh sound I turn to see the senators head rolling across the floor landing at my feet my eyes widen as I stare at it my hands shaking as she pulls me away to my bed chamber “ it’s a lot to experience my lady I am sorry you witnessed such a thing “ she apologies holding my hand gently in hers  as out eyes meet her motherly instinct kicks in as she envelopes me in a tight embrace “ they did it to protect you my darling” I nod as suddenly unexpected tears start to drip down my cheeks hitting lucellas shoulder “ oh darling” she sighs running her hand up and down my back as my cries turn into sobs “ you’re still so young and you have so much to learn” she pulls away from me “ you must not show your weakness “ i nod sniffling as I wipe my tears away as I lay back on to my bed “ thank you lucella I hope this gives us an opportunity to be friends “ i look at her “ i think it will” she smiles sweetly at me rising to her feet to stand up holding onto the poster that holds up the bed. 

as the doors suddenly open with both Geta and Caracalla walking in followed by general Acacius. both Caracalla and geta push past each other trying to get to me first making me giggle in amusement “ relax you two there’s plenty of me to go around” I smile as both emperors place a hand on each of my cheeks “ how can we relax when we saw how destraut you were” Caracallas hand trembles against my cheek at remembering my face in the door way “ lucella helped me calm down I’m quite alright now “ she gives me a sweet smile as acacius rests a hand in her shoulder watching over as I reassure the emperors 

Caracalla pushes Into the space next to me “ they should have never spoken if you in such a disrespectful way” his voice is full of anger “ calm brother we’ll make sure such a thing never happens again” geta looks down at me a possessive look in his eyes “ we shall defend your honour my lady” he strokes the long hair running down my back soothing me and they continue to for the rest of the night. 

[bedtimescenarios]

Recaptured living weapon Whumpee who is about to face the consequences of their escape. And when Whumper brings them back into that painfully familiar room, when they calmly take out the whip, Whumpee knows precisely what to do.

Their feet take them to the middle of the room, and they kneel, methodically disposing of their shirt. As their shoulders roll back into a straightened position, they can practically feel Whumper's gaze burning into the back of their head. A sadistic, eyes-only smile, knowing that even though Whumpee was physically free for some time, they never truly escaped.

[twizzie-lairs]

My Darling, My Honey

Alastor X Fem!Reader (Part 11)

Have a nice big chapter/part for the weekend! :D

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Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11

Part 11:

Did.. did Charlie just say... Alastor?

You felt someone poke your face, multiple times, all at once, "Hey, Hey, miss bandage face, you good?"

You blink rapidly, being pulled out of your stupor and laugh awkwardly, "Ah haha, uh yeah. Yup, I'm good... Haha, thanks Angel.."

Angel just squints at you, not convinced of your act at all but just sighs and says, "Alright, whatever you say, weirdo.." and then returns back to chatting with Husk.

Vaggie, who was sitting next to you struck up a conversation, "Are you really sure you're okay to be up and around already? You look like you saw a ghost or something."

You briefly glanced at the radio that was sitting on the mantle on the wall before returning your attention to Vaggie, "Yeah, being up was much better than sitting doing nothing, I thought I was going to waste away if I didn't do something."

Vaggie sighs and nods her head, "I know the feeling."

"And.. I swear I thought I heard Charlie mention the name Al-"

"Alastor! You're back! We have a new guest staying at the hotel! Come say hi!" Charlie shot out of her seat as soon as she saw Alastor's shadows start to manifest, signaling his return.

You felt your blood run cold as your suspicions were confirmed. Yes, she just said Alastor. How common could that name be down here? This is just a coincidence, surely- Of all names!

"My, my dear Charlie, you seem quite excited! I haven't seen you bouncing off the walls like this in ages!" Alastor chuckles as he allows Charlie to practically drag him over by the wrist to the group.

He sounds like a radio host...

Your breath starts to quicken as Charlie guides him over to you, his aura feels so oppressive, unlike any Overlord you had ever met before... But what made your hair really stand on the back of your neck was the static noise that filled the air as he got closer. You felt your eyes shake and your gut sink in your stomach.

What was this feeling?

You gulp and look up, eyes wide, looking like a deer in headlights as you make eye contact with this "Alastor".

"Go on! Introduce yourself!" You felt Charlie nudge you excitedly, in an attempt to nudge you out of your frozen state.

On his face, a large, creepy grin/smile- (if you could even call it that) grew even larger on his face - a feat you didn't even know was possible. You felt like you should be scared but then... It dawned on you.

That feeling in your gut dissipated instantly and it felt like a weight got suddenly lifted off your chest.

This was Alastor. This was your Alastor.

Tears start rolling down your face uncontrollably as your body is racked with sobs.

"Heyyy! Hey! It's okay, (y/n)! I know Al can be a wee bit intimidating sometimes but I promise he's not a bad guy! Well... mostly.. haha..." Charlie trails off with a nervous chuckle as she scrambles around the lobby to find you some tissues to dry your tears.

Upon hearing your name said out loud, a loud record scratch filled the air.

"Haha... ha...Charlie, dearest! My, you'd think the years are catching up to me! Was that some sort of joke? Why, I didn't know you wanted to become a comedian! Did you say.. (y/n)? That must be a mistake. I've only ever known one person by that name and they surely couldn't have ended up in Hell of all places!" Alastor chuckles, the laugh track coming from his staff warping as he hovers over Charlie with an intimidating aura- thinking she was playing some sort of sick joke on him.

Charlie whips around to see Alastor up in her face and then she scrambles back, "Woah! What? Alastor! Gods, no, why would I joke about our new guest? That would go against everything i'm trying to do here!"

Alastor's gaze darts over to you, "You see, I think this '(y/n)' and I need to have a chat..." His eyes narrow as he makes quotation marks with his fingers as he says your name.

He walks towards you and grabs your wrist with force, finger like claws starting to dig into your arm- despite protest from Charlie and Vaggie to let you go- to stop harassing their new guest because you were still quite injured and fragile. Even Angel and Husk got up from their seats at the bar after hearing the commotion in the lounge and started yelling at him to stop hurting you because it was very apparent that you were in pain with how rough he was handling you.

Then, with a snap, he teleports you and himself up to his radio tower- away from all the commotion.

Alastor slams the door shut with a fury that you've never seen before, and locks it to make sure you won't even try to make a feeble attempt at an escape.

He was powerful. Alastor knew he didn't really need to lock the door because with his power, he could vaporize you before you even thought of making a dash for the door. He did it as an intimidation tactic because he knew the fear it instilled in his prey.

Now, walking towards you, he pointed his staff at your chest, and leaned in close to your face. Strange static and symbols fill the air as he and his antlers grow in size, towering over you.

"Now... who are you really? You get one chance to make a feeble excuse before I kill you and broadcast your screams for all of Hell to hear, for making a mockery of my dear (y/n) by taking the name of my beloved and masquerading around Hell- thinking you can show up here like this to try and mess with ME- tHe RaDiO DEMON."

You see dark shadows and tentacle-like masses appear, and you stumble backward until your back hits a wall, never breaking eye contact with him- your lip quivering in fear.

"I.. But- It... is me...hun... I missed you so much..." You whisper with a somber smile that's quickly warped into an ugly crying face. The unrelenting tears keep rolling down your face, and your left hand reaches up towards his even more demonically altered form that towers over you in a desperate attempt to get him to recognize you.

Before you can touch his face, one of his hands snatches your wrist and pulls it closer to himself to examine the sparkle that caught his eye as you started to reach out to him, roughly jostling you and lifting you up in the air by your wrist as a result.

You wince briefly at the pain in your wrist and shoulder joints as he examines your hand when you remember you were wearing your ring. You never took it off all these years.

You could hear his breath hitch just ever so slightly over the static as he gently put you down and let your feet touch the floor again.

Alastor realized that the ring on your left ring finger was the exact one he had gotten for you- the one he put on your ring finger right before he buried you right the night you were brutally assaulted and murdered back when he was alive.

He slowly morphed back into his "normal" form. (Normal for Hell, that is, this was an entirely new look for him from what you remembered when he was alive).

The shock dawning on him that it really was you was apparent as he took a few steps back, still holding your hand. He looked at you in disbelief, the look of pure shock was just like how you had looked at him initially in the lobby.

Then suddenly, he pulled you into a warm embrace, "My dearest... I am so sorry for hurting you. My darling... whatever are you doing here? Someone like you doesn't belong here!"

Now, holding your face in both of his hands, he wiped your tears with the most gentle expression on his face, a stark contrast from the nightmarish demonic one just a moment ago. and you could almost swear you could see the slightest traces of a misty look in his eyes as he held you.

His claw-like fingers slightly dug into your face, but not enough to hurt, as he examined your new appearance, his gaze turning from soft into a hardened expression once again. Almost snarling, he began to ask you again, "Tell me, darling, tell me the name of the gods forsaken angel bastard that cast you down from Heaven. I will find a way to make them pay. I'll make them ALL pay for this... NO ONE will ever harm you again..." The strange symbols and glitchy auras were threatening to come out again.

You sniffled, still trying to calm down your tears, which immediately made him halt in his tracks and turn his attention back to you at this moment.

You looked at the ground, and you knew you couldn't avoid this conversation forever, "Hun... I... Before we met... there was something I never told you-" Before you could finish, you felt your legs start to wobble underneath you- the adrenaline was starting to fade and you were starting to feel some of the pain from your previous injuries come back to you.

"Please, my love, take a seat first." He guided you to a set of a table and two chairs. Ever the gentleman, he pulled your chair out for you and helped made sure you were alright before he sat down across the table from you.

You put your hands on the table, a signal he immediately picked up on as a sign to envelop your hands in his. You looked at him in the eyes with a look of shame that scrunched up your face as you prepared to tell him the truth, "Alastor, hun... I never went to Heaven..."

You swore you heard another record scratch before a quiet hum of static filled the air again. Alastor chuckled, "Oh my dear, never lost your sense of humor, I see!"

A look of even deeper shame washes over your face as you break eye contact with him and stare at his hands that held your's on the table, "It's true. Alastor..." You sigh deeply, feeling an aching pain in your chest, not only from your injuries but also from the mental anguish you were dealing with as you shakily begin to explain everything about your past. Your shitty family and messed-up inlaws. Your narcissistic, unloving, and abusive ex-husband that you killed.

You painstakingly revealed every single minute detail. You told him everything.

-> Part 12

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