#i need to grip them in my big evil fists

[radioactive-mouse]

god. one of these days i’ll write up a post abt martyn and grian and then it’s OVER for y’all

[revelboo]

not a request but just wanted to let you know that bc of you I got into blokees and now I’m obsessed with them. Already got three on the way and they look so cute and the bigger figures look amazing!!! Got tfone sentinel, Optimus and Megatron but I’m eyeing g1 prowl and ratchet 👀 literally cant wait until they release one Starscream gods what have you done to me

All part of my evil master plan- get you guys to buy them so the company has to release more, new figures.

Inside Out Pt 3

TFO Starscream x Reader

• Why does it twist like a blade through his spark when you cringe away from him, a wrongness that chafes at him. Makes him want to reach out to you, soothe away the fear that he caused. It’s irrational, insane. Wings flicking up aggressively, he draws back anyway. Giving you space not so you’ll calm down, but because he wants to. Because whatever this is can’t control him, he won’t let it. He doesn’t want this, but can’t deny the urge to reach out even as he curls his servos under into fists so he won’t. “Just let me go,” you whisper, eyes shiny. “Please.” That broken plea hurts him, but also steels his resolve.

• Jaw working as he looms over you, those wings on his back fidget in little flicks. “Why would I do that?” He growls, an arm lifting, servos reaching to send your heart racing in panic. But stopping short of touching you with those servos curled almost around you, almost caging you, and to your horror there’s the urge to close that distance. Put yourself willingly in his hand. You don’t dare move, holding your breath. “You’re mine for as long as I decide to keep you.” Those words are soft, almost deceptively tender as a single servo reaches and touches your chest, slides along your throat to tip your chin up forcing you to meet his optics. Hating that his touch settles something inside you, that you want to lean into that touch as those optics narrow at you. Hating yourself and him for doing this to you.

• His words are possessive, a claim that rings in his spark. While he may not understand what this strange sense of connection is, that sense of belonging and familiarity that comes from touching you is almost intoxicating. Singing through his spark that everything will be fine, that all’s well. And your eyes are shiny, head turning away and almost against his will he reaches to stroke the tip of a servo over your cheek to wipe the tears away when they fall and he knows he’s in trouble. Feeling your little hand on him, trying to push him away, then just hanging on to his servo like you’re as helpless as he is, pressing your face against him as his spark constricts. “I don’t want this,” you whisper. Neither does he, but there’s no letting you go. He can’t lose this sense of belonging. Needs this, because it’s been so long since there’s been any sense of home. Since Cybertron was lost.

• Big servos curl around you, lifting you. There’s no fighting his grip as he lifts you and cradles you against him, his warmth and that connection spilling through you, overwhelming as you relax against your will. Feeling safe, even though you know you’re not. Just wanting to cling to him, to the trap of safety and belonging even knowing it’s a lie. “Hate me all you like, little one,” he says, rasping voice rumbling through you as a servo slides against your spine. “Despise me and rage, but you’re mine to keep.”

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[kayhi808]

First Crush ask.

Feel free to to ignore but this just came into my head and I needed to get it out before I forgot.

We’ve seen how protective our Miss Abby is of Mama and of Papa Bucky, but how would she handle Uncle Steve having a date?

Maybe she’d be scared he would like this new person more and wouldn’t come home. Mama and Bucky would have to try and convince her that’s not going to happen but she’s still unsure so she insists they stay over and she tries to stay awake until he comes home just to make sure.

Then maybe a couple of weeks go by and she finds them hanging out in the living room so she climbs into Uncle Steve’s lap and asks “Is she’s your giwlfwens?”

And lastly, when they do become bf and gf, she says to her Mama something about having more family now cause she has Aunty as well 😩😩

@jvanilly and I were just brainstorming about fixing Steve up with someone. Abby is protective over Uncle Steve but it's different. She doesn't wike some of his dates, but most times she isn't too bothered. She's secure in the spot she holds in his heart. He made them families. He can't take it back. Families are forever Hope you enjoy this.

Autumn is turning the leaves to bright orange, red & yellow on the walk to daycare. Mama is on a business trip with Director Fury for the next 2 days, so Bucky was on Abby duty until he got called away on a mission. Steve said he'd stay with Abby & it wasn't a problem. How hard could it be?

Steve has a grip on her hand as they make their way down the sidewalk, slowing his steps to match hers. "And you knows what?"

For the 15th time this morning, "No, what?"

"Maui, tinks he's so funny, but he's not. I needs to tell Chloe & Mia we can't wikes him. Pu'a is NOT boat snack."

"But what if they run out of food? Maybe they HAVE TO make Pu'a a snack."

Abby dramatically gasps & tugs her hand out of Steve's & stops in the middle of the sidewalk. "Uncle Steve!!" She glares at him & he laughs. "You not funny either. Dey's on a boat! The ocean is sooooooo bigs. They can eat fish!" Steve laughs harder which infuriates Abby. She turns on her heel & stomps her way towards daycare. Steve tries to grab for her hand but she jerks her hand away & keeps it out of his reach, so he ends up just following close behind her.

They get to her classroom & Abby is still in a bad mood. Ms. Grace greets the kids & parents at the door. "Good morning, Abby." She looks up, not expecting to see Steve. "Oh..uh good morning, Mr....Captain Rogers." Her cheeks flush pink as she kneels down to help Abby off with her jacket. She notices the scowl on her face. "Are we feeling ok, Abby?"

"I's mad." She shucks off her jacket, "Tank you, Ms Grace."

Abby goes off to sit with Chloe & Mia, "Hey, where's my goodbye?" Abby gives Steve a scowl & shakes her fist at him which makes him laugh. "I'm sorry. I kind of riled her up this morning."

Grace hides her smile, "I can see that. Where is her mother today?"

"Y/N is on a business trip & Bucky is on a mission. So that leaves Uncle Steve." He looks over at Abby & he sees all 3 little girls giving him the evil eye.

"Wow! You really messed up. She tattled on you." Steve grimaces. "I'll try to smooth things over before you pick her up this afternoon. "

Steve smiles down at the cute teacher, "I"d appreciate it."

******

"Abby, honey, can you put your toys away? Uncle Steve is here for pick up." Grace gets Abby's backpack from the hook along with her jacket.

"Hi's Uncle Steve." Ms. Grace helps Abby on with her jacket, when Steve pulls Pu'a out from his jacket with a sign around it's neck.

"Here, I made Pu'a a sign for you."

Abby takes her stuffie and shows Ms Grace. "What it says, pwease?"

Grace breaks into a smile for Steve, "It says, 'Not boat snack. DO NOT EAT'." Abby gasps & hugs the pig to her chest. Standing, & whispering, "Good job, Captain."

"Tank you, Uncle Steve! I loves it so much!" Abby raises her arms up for him to pick her up. Once settled in his arms, she gives him a peck on his cheek.

"I apologize for this morning. I was not funny."

"No, you wasn't." Squeezing his face between her palms, "But I forgives you, cos you so cutes. Isn't hims cute Ms. Grace?"

Bright blue eyes filled with humor meet hers, "He's got potential." That earned her a cocked eyebrow from the super soldier.

"You no tinks him cutes?" Ms. Grace lifts her shoulder in a delicate shrug. "Wook! He's so handsomes."

"Abs, stop." Trying to angle his face away from Abby.

Abby reaches over to squeeze his bicep, "Show her your muscles. Hims so strongs," giving his arm another squeeze. "I helps him make dis at the gym."

"Wow, did you?" Grace tries to hide a smile.

"Uh-huh! Show Ms. Grace your tummy! Even his tummy gots so much muscles.

Taking Abby's backpack from Ms. Grace, "Ok Abs, that's enough." Grace laughs at how uncomfortable he is. "Say goodbye to Ms Grace. We'll see her in the morning."

"No, waits. Hims runs super fast, like a car! He has fancy bicycle like my Papa. It goes brrrmm brrmm! He's also smart in the brains. He can reads you storybooks." Steve hurries out of the classroom.

"Abigail! Why did you do that?"

"What? Ms. Graces is so nice & pretty. I loves her. You haves to ask her on a dates!"

Steve looks back at the daycare center & sees Grace watching them from the window & that brings a smile to his face.

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[juuuulez]

🔥 | kinktober #4: throat fucking, steve harrington.

mwahahahaha this was just soooo 😍😍 siiighhhh

also it kinda got a little freaky I’M SORRY i don’t know what came over me i turned evil and horny

-> prompt/kinktober masterlist <-

some orange cellophane has been taped to the bathroom light, casting an orange hue on the dimly lit room. steve’s back rests against the bathroom door, you kneeling at his feet.

your jaw unhinges, guided gently by his big hands, one on your cheek, the other in your hair. he pulls you deeper onto his cock, taking him to the hilt, suppressing the urge to gag and instead swallowing around him.

“fuuuck, baby.” he groans, panting around the words. your nose presses into the bottom of his stomach. “so good. such a good girl, huh?”

it’s almost condescending, the way he grins, managing to be cocky about it, even as pleasure tightens and swirls in his gut. but you don’t care.

it feels good, because out of everyone, steve harrington wants you on his dick. maybe halloween was a blessed holiday, maybe it made men crazy, you didn’t care. it felt good to be wanted.

your hands flex where they grip his calves, aching to touch yourself. it’s obvious in the way you squirm, trying to get some pressure on your core, needing anything to relieve it.

“y’need some help, angel?” steve asks, his hands working to pull your head back, only to take him again. “should’ve dressed up as a dog. needy fuckin’— needy puppy.”

he struggles to get the words out, your tongue massaging the underside of his thick cock. the angel wings you’d worn as costume are still on, a few hot-glued feathers falling out.

your eyes water from the pressure in your throat, and before you know it, steve is pressing the leather of his shoe down over your crotch. he uses the toe to flip up that sheer white skirt, giving him access to your dampening panties.

whatever squeak of protest you make it silenced, for steve begins to work in earnest, using his hands to still your head, fucking himself down into your throat. all you can do is sit there and take it.

his foot tilts up slightly, providing a delicious angle that you can’t resist, hips sliding down against the smooth leather. it feels so good. it feels humiliating, humping steve’s shoe, all in some random fucking kids bathroom at their dumbass halloween party.

but it makes steve grin, enjoying the sight. you’re too far gone now to care, grinding in earnest, wanting to get off.

“you’re my bitch, huh? that right?” he teases, the hand on your cheek moving to your jaw, gripping the hinge of it, keeping it open.

and you glare, narrowed eyes, unable to speak. you swore he got off to the sound of his own voice.

his cock bullied its way into your throat, pulsing with its own heartbeat. it tasted salty on your tongue, the pre smearing and sticking to the insides of your cheek. he was close.

you were too.

the pressure on your clit was just right, though somewhere through the haze, you realised just how much you didn’t want a mouthful of cum.

the action was quick, hand pattering over steve’s thigh, managing to push him away just firm enough that he listened. his cock was dripping with your saliva, red and swollen and ready.

he can’t even manage any words, fist working quickly over his length, staring down as you quickly hoist up that tiny white tank, pushing it over your breasts. it gives him the perfect view, skin flushed and spilling from a lacy brassiere.

a groan leaves steve’s throat as he spills over your chest, milky cum staining your skin. it drips down the valley of them, pooling under the wire, sticky. the sight is sinful, with you in that little angel costume, covered in him. steve would take a photo if he could.

“fuck.” he suddenly grumbles.

you look down to notice the droplets that escapes, landing in a pearly white splatter against his leather shoe. it’s shiny, too, from whatever slick seeped from the fabric of your underwear.

words don’t form before his hand is on your head again, nudging you down. “wha— steve.” you attempt to protest, but it’s futile, he’s directing your face down to his soiled shoe.

“don’t think you’re getting out of it,” he sounds so fucking amused. “clean up your mess.”

[florencetypemaniacs]

How would the ROs react if their MC is a very affectionate person and they suddenly stop? Because someone told them that they are very annoying

💛 Marcel 

Marcel would try to handle this as delicately as possible when he first noticed it. He knows that relationships go through stages and wouldn't want you to feel like you were in the wrong for not being as affectionate as before, but he would miss it. 

I could see him trying to test the waters with his affection, wanting to know what you were okay with, which would bring up a conversation about what you were comfortable with. 

When he hears about what that person said, he is already shaking his head.

 "Don't listen to them. They don't know our relationship or us. Let us decide what is best for us, and what is best for me is for you to be yourself." Marcel said. "I don't need anyone telling you how to feel or how to act when everything you do is perfect." 

🧡 Margaret 

Margaret would notice that since she is also a very affectionate person, she would try and do the same, thinking that something was wrong with her. 

I think that you both would stew in angst and miscommunication until Marcel, Camila, or even your Aunt Zinnia made you confess what was going on before the relationship got too bad. 

When Margaret hears what that horrible woman said, she won't be able to stop herself from giving you comfort with sweet touches and words of her own. 

"I love you. This week has been miserable without your soothing touches." Margaret pouts. "Please don't stop." 

❤️ Owen

Yeah, to hell with that. Owen isn't that big on public displays, but the moment you stopped, he would find that he missed it. Especially in private. 

So Owen would grab you and hold you in his lap, asking you what was wrong the moment he saw your personality change. 

When the redhead finds out the reason you are acting strange, he will shake his head in disgust. 

"That bloody bastard. Ye listen here lass/lad/duck, I don't give a mules ass what that bastard said, I want anything you will offer me." He said it, his voice softening at the very end. "The kisses, tender words, and especially the love." 

💙 Rosemary

She could sense something was wrong from a mile away. You would be able to feel her eyes on you as you hesitated to show any kind of affection. 

Rosemary would swallow down the anxiety of you getting bored because you weren't like that. 

You loved her. 

Gently creasing your cheek. "Tell me, what's the matter? Why aren't you your usual affectionate self?" 

When you finally tell her, Rosemary is at a loss for words; she wants to walk out that door and find whoever said those lies to you. 

Rosemary shook her head, kissing you lightly. "I have spent my whole life wanting to feel someone's love and kindness, so don't you dare take that away from me, dollface/angel face/handsome because no good storyteller wants to stick their nose where it doesn't belong." 

🩵 Tai

Would think you were mad at him for something and try to figure out what. How could you withhold his kisses?! What evil thing did he do? 

In the end, when he couldn't figure it out, he had to ask you, and when he found out, he couldn't help but clench his fist, starting to pace. 

"That absolute imbecile." Tai would curse them out for a few minutes before looking at you with all seriousness. 

"Wipe those thoughts from your mind. They are all false. Your affection isn't unwanted. Not by me. Not ever." 

💚 Zane 

The minute this happens, Zane will know and not be happy. First off, Zane likes a routine, especially if you're affectionate for him (something he craves like a madman) goes away. He would not be able to stop himself from right out asking what was wrong. 

When he hears why you aren't being affectionate to him, he will grip your chin. "Listen to me, little lion, the moment I stop craving your love, strike me down where I stand for that is not me." 

The next thing you know, Zane is hunting this person down to give him peace of mind. 

[naisilla]

The Emperor's New Muse Part .12

Odyssey Kayn x Reader

content: BARE WITNESS TO COSMIC EMPEROR KAYN

There was nothing you could do, you were forced by your own morbid curiosity to watch on as Kayn vanished into the portal. The air falls silent and you wait on baited breath for something to happen.

"We should try to get out of here," Yasuo murmurs as he slowly reaches for the steering.

"I don't think we can." Jinx says pointing out of the window. Outside were thousands of Demaxian ships, all of them training their weapons on you. Great, they're still following the delusional ordinals' orders.

No one dared to move, everyone was still in this tense standoff.

"What should we do?" you whisper to Yasuo.

"I don't know we're stuck with no options" Yasuo whispers back.

"Can't we just blow them all up?" Jinx whines.

"Are you kidding me? We don't have a fraction of the firepower needed to take care of all of them." You shoot back. Jinx groans in disappointment.

There were simply no choices. You were trapped with no way to escape. Any slight movement would attract the Demaxian firepower, and you wouldn't survive the attack. Fighting your way out was not an option either, there was no way the three of you could take down an entire army.

You were stuck in a stalemate, an uncertain waiting game. There was nothing you could do but wait and hope that either the Demaxians would change their mind or something unexpected would happen.

Just how long would this take exactly? surely after a while the Demaxian military would start to question to volidity of their Ordinals orders. Kayn had thrown himself into the ora gate, how big of a red flag for insanity could you get with him? They should be discussing how to run their stupid empire now that two rulers had bit the dust.

"Uh guys I think something is happening" Jinx whispers her elbow nudging your side, bringing your attention to the ora gate, to what Jinx was gesturing towards. Something was indeed happening, something you didn't expect and couldn't quite comprehend.

The inky blackness within its center began to pulse and glow, and you could swear you could see something moving around. It was like looking at an underwater screen, something was constantly shifting and wriggling underneath a dark layer of liquid.

Something was emerging from it and your jaw dropped. "No fucking way."

There was no doubt about it. Kayn had survived whatever unimaginable horror lurked beyond the ora gate. Something was different about him though, he had changed.

His shaved and braided hair had grown out in beautiful whispy tresses, and his skin now had a porcelain completion. A dark dye travels up his arms and swirls around his chest that was now bare with his robes only draped around his lower half. His blue eyes pierced the gaze of everyone around him and with a grand voice he speaks.

"Behold! My subjects! I have returned from the ora gate! I have conquered the dark star! I am, the cosmic Emperor!"

Kayn floats before the entrance of the ora gate with his arms extended in a godly pose.

"Worship me! Bow before your new emperor!" His commanding voice booms through space.

"Holy shit this man is mad!" Jinx exclaims, her hands are gripped into tight fists.

You pay no mind to her comment still slackjawed at the sight. Your attention was focused on the new scythe resting in the Emperor's hand. It no longer had a chunky neon blade or a center of pulsing ora essence. Kayn's scythe was now much more sleek, curved and lightweight with a blue and gold blade. But the ora within its center no longer pulsed with sentience it was vacant and void of life, Rhaast was no more.

How did he defeat Rhaast? What happened within the ora gate? A part of you was relieved that Rhaast had been defeated but that only meant you were stuck with the lesser of two evils.

Your ship begins to move and you whip your head to find Jinx who had taken over the control panel now piloting it towards Kayn. "JINX NO!"

It was too late for you to rush in and intervene, Yasuo looked just as stunned as you as Jinx charged your ship toward the Emperor with its firearms engaged. You duck and flatten yourself to the floor as the thousands of Demaxian ships fire upon you. Your ship miraculously dodges every plasma blast that flies toward you in tight formation.

Yasuo gets to his feet and tries to rip Jinx away from the wheel but in a fit of hysterical strength, she shoves him off. Her lips twisted in a scornful expression, her bare teeth grinding together. Her eyes were wild and trembling as fat tears threatened to spill down her face, her throat was tearing itself with distressed cries of agony. She was dead set on rushing this ship and running through Kayn with it. "YOU BASTARD!" she shrieks. "YOU WILL FUCKING PAY!!"

Kayn stares ahead at you, illuminated by the ships headlights as you rapidly approach him, yet he remains calm and unmoving with a content look present on his face.

You watch as the ship completely rushes through him who remains untouched as he phases through like a ghost. "Still falling for the same tricks Jinx?" Kayn asks with an arrogant tone.

Seething Jinx maneuvers the ship around and opens fire on the Cosmic Emperor who only seems amused as every blast passes through him. Kayn lets out a dark chuckle and appears in your ship standing right before Jinx. She doesn't hesitate and throws everything she has at him, her pistol bullets ricochet across the control panel forcing you and Yasuo to duck and take cover.

Jinx unleashes all of her arsenal, mindlessly emptying her ammunition at Kayn. The emperor remains unaffected no matter what form of attack Jinx hysterically swaps between. She throws her empty pistol at Kayn's head and swaps for her minigun. The control system of the ship and everything else inside gets destroyed as lights flash and alarms blare.

Kayn moves forward with every attack thrown at him phasing through, Kayn is invincible and unstoppable and slowly he's backing Jinx into a corner.

Jinx remains fierce until eventually, her gun clicks onto an empty chamber. Her eyes waver for a moment as she realizes she is completely powerless against Kayn, you can tell that she's about to try something stupid again but with how calm Kayn is you know that the moment she does he will kill her.

"Kayn STOP!" You throw yourself between them with your arms widespread effectively shielding Jinx from Kayn who doesn't seem the slightest bit surprised. His blue eyes only stare into yours where you get lost in the emptiness that sits at the back of his gaze.

"As Cosmic Emperor, you should feel honored to die by my hand." You can hear Yasuo get up but Kayn is quick to make the samurai freeze. "I wouldn't make another move if I were you Captain, unless you want to watch me kill what remains of your crew through inhumane torture." Kayn turns his head back to you and tilts it with a curious hum.

"The one who continues to defy me, despite how futile it is you continue to challenge me. You're either extremely brave or unimaginably foolish." He slowly leans forward, narrowing his eye's slightly as he studies you.

"I want to make you suffer for getting in my way. It is SO tempting to just kill you, but I have better plans for you."

The eerie tension is cut by Yasuo screaming as he rushes towards Kayn who has his his back turned to him. Kayn stares into your eyes not breaking contact for a moment as he shoots out an arm that grabs Yasuo by the throat.

A tired chuckle slips past the Emperor's lips. "Just how many times must I prove my point. THAT YOU ARE POWERLESS AGAINST ME!?" Kayn effortlessly tosses Yasuo aside, sending him flying across the entire cockpit and crashing into the opposite wall.

Yasuo hits the wall with a sickening splat, the force of the impact sends the air rushing out of his lungs as he lays there helplessly on the ground.

The sheer power and strength of Kayn was astounding, he effortlessly tossed aside one of the strongest warriors in the empire with a single motion of his hand.

Kayn continued to calmly look at you, unfazed by anything around him, he was completely untouchable.

His eyes remained locked on yours.

"I think I've been a very gracious man." Kayn reaches for his scythe and places its blade on your neck. "Bow."

You stare back defiantly which visibly strikes a chord for the emperor. "I think you failed to hear me." His scythe is then repositioned behind you, now aimed at Jinx. "I said BOW".

"Don't do it" Jinx mumbles, her fists trembling in fear and anger. "I'd rather die than give this bastard any satisfact- AGHH!" Jinx screams as Kayn swiftly slices through her left shoulder chopping her entire arm off and falls to the ground with a dull thud. Her robotic arm flies to cover the fresh stump as blood begins to spurt.

You let out a cry of horror, your body moves faster than your mind with the instinct to protect her again but your body is held in place by the scythe blade. Jinx's hot blood dripped onto your clavicle.

"On. Your. Knees."

Jinx's whimpers and strained sobs of pain make your knees weak and reluctantly you lower yourself to bow before him. Your body felt hot as you burned with rage that was forced down by the threat of losing Jinx.

From the corner of your vision you could see Jinx's amputated arm, Yasuo was still out cold slumped against the wall. You felt relieved to see his chest rising and falling.

"I'm going to give you a choice" Kayn says in a smooth voice. "What will it be?"...

Your eyes fly open as your heart rate peaks. Your skin shivers under a cold sweat and your hands tremble. Another nightmare, no, a memory of the past.

So much has changed since Kayn opened the Ora gate, your bionic arms now remind you of that. Ora augmentations, a once forbidden practice now made legal to individuals who work in the highest ranks of the Demaxian Empire.

Biohacking your body with modifications was the only way you could make yourself stronger. With Kayn ruling the universe you needed to be in top shape if there was any hope of you standing against him one day.

The Empire has thrived since Kayn's coronation. Now that the entire universe was under his rule there were no other nations or factions to war against.

You haven't heard from Yasuo or Jinx, they managed to escape together and have been on the run ever since. They're somewhere out there, hiding amongst the population undercover or isolated on a barren planet. Whenever you lead a patrol across the planet systems you always kept your eye out for them.

But the two have remained elusive and you hoped that was a good thing.

You had proven Kayn right that you would make an excellent addition to his Locus Armada. Being such a determined fighter helped you climb the ranks after being properly trained. Of course, it was the rage against your Emperor and the plan to one day grow powerful enough to kill him that was your driving force.

Since you were forced to serve in the Locus Armada every aspect of your life was heavily controlled. All hours of the day were made into a schedule which you were to strictly follow.

Every hour of the day was divided into "shifts" where you had to eat, sleep, and train. There was no free time to relax, even showering and skincare were timed and monitored.

Your food was now served and eaten at specific times, each meal was a portion of calculated fats, sugars, carbs and nutrients. Sure every meal was prepared by top quality chefs but you missed the cheap take out from dive bars you and the morning star would pig out on.

Every day was full of endless hours of vigorous training. You were given a personalized exercise regime that you had to complete and as the months went by the goals only got more difficult.

At least now you were a much stronger and skilled fighter compared to the old you. Perhaps your incredible and fast adaptation was the reason why you became an Ordinal yourself so quickly, but a part of you knew that it was because Kayn wanted to keep a closer personal eye on you.

A pale hand snakes around your waist drawing your attention back to the man in your bed. Kayn may have looked to be peacefully asleep but you knew damn well that he was just as alert as you were.

It had started with subtle touches whenever you two were close, you often found his hand slipping to touch your arm or shoulder during conferences. As a high ranking Ordinal let alone the only female Ordinal you forced yourself to bear through it all and act unbothered.

But as the months passed the Emperor only escalated the sexual molestations. You were spending more time reporting directly to Kayn and staying back after meetings everytime Kayn made a move you would always be professional and discreetly turn him down. As if you would ever reciprocate to that bastard.

However, despite your determination to stay reluctant to Kayn's advances eventually the emperor would snap and force you to obey him. To Kayn you were his trophy, the living example of how he became the Cosmic Emperor. You were the only person who continuously got in his way of opening the Ora Gates. Even though he had succeeded you still proved yourself to be an enemy that outsmarted him and always got away somehow.

And now here you were at his mercy, powerless to turn his advances down now that he had you locked in your suite. A new development to your little situationship if you want to call it that.

The emperor had made a habbit of visiting your quarters every night. Ever since you agreed to become enrolled in his royal military you knew every aspect of your being was at his mercy.

It was either that or die.

Hence the new chapter of this "situationship" where your mornings started and ended with sleeping with the Emperor. Eventually, he would let down his guard and that would be the moment you'd put an end to his reign.

As Kayn lay on the bed, his eyes closed as you got up for another identical say of Ordinal duties his mind went back to the series of events leading up till now.

He was well aware that you were plotting to betray him, how could you not after everything he had done? He was very impressed with how patient you have been. To anyone else you were seen as one of Kayn's most loyal Ordinals, someone who worked harder than the rest.

But Kayn knew better, all of this was just an intricate facade. You couldn't fool him, but he'll indulge in this little game of yours.

What bothered Kayn was that you continued to remain stubborn to him. Yes you were his trophy and he enjoyed tormenting you but he expected by now you wouldn't be so spiteful towards him.

Every night when Kayn had you pinned under him or on your knees with your hair in his fist you always glared at him with a burning hatred. No matter how many times he defiled or humiliated you, you remained unbroken.

Why did this irk him? Why was he so bothered by this? He had won so why did it feel like he was still fighting to prove something? Like nothing had changed since the days of the Morningstar.

Kayn didn't want to admit it but he craved for you to feel something else, anything else. He was tired of having you remain indifferent, how dare you continue to deny him the cosmic emperor. You should feel lucky, and grateful even that someone as grand as him would give you such attention.

He knew he was a desirable man, he walked around the palace so freely without a shirt, showing off the toned physique he gained from the countless battles and endless training. He wore only the most expensive and extravagant fashion and took good care of himself. How were you not falling over yourself and begging him to fuck you instead of him needing to force himself onto you every night.

No this wasn't over Kayn wanted you to want him.

And Kayn gets what he wants.

...I know I took forever. Thanks for coming back anyways!

[userkatekanearchived]

hi here is part one of my idiot crew

how they look is super subject to change because this is the first time ive drawn most of them and they're all in goofy sketches and it's weird reclaiming something so many spoiled for you but!!! work doodles!!

we're back baby!!!!!

- lil info on them and the tag list below 💛

haylin - idiot, milo's best friend, ren's safe place, benedikt's ward, nari's biggest fan, arlo's flame, 'adopted' sister of leon and aleks, elias' favourite daughter, elena's favourite pet. is the main character, the final girl and the most dangerous user of the term 'ah fuck it what's the worst that can happen?????'

ren - the second smartest kid in the room, haylin's most loyal, thinks of leon like a father, thinks aleks and milo are morons, loves nari to the moon and back in a platonic way, is of the opinion that arlo should fuck right off, also thinks benedikt should get a grip, is probably the only one besides ben and haylin to not be afraid of elena, is a thorn in elias' side. he's not fond of people, he's super athletic, he will do anything for a bag of sour patch kids

leon - everybody's big brother, the drunk dad figure, detective dumbass but not really. will not let you drive. will insist on pizza for dinner. he will be there for you no matter what. no matter what

nari - mischief maker. elias' biggest headache. if elena has no haters then it means nari is ded. cannot be left alone with milo bc they cannot be trusted to behave. if you look at aleks wrong she might stab you in the knee. has adopted ren as her baby brother. somehow gets her way with ben all the time???? anyway she's a thief, protect your pockets

benedikt - cursed. elena's favourite soldier. haylin's everything. has not known peace in about 600 years. is not a vampire but leon still calls him edward. aleks punched him once and broke his fist. ben is a tired old man, yall. but he will take care of you, i promise

aleks - youngest adams brother. the other smartest kid in the room. has a mind that is constantly on the go. he's the science bro. he's also the temperamental bro. he and milo are best friends. and best friends kiss sometimes, okay?????

milo - goofball. hyperactive. would follow haylin into hell if he had to. short king bc all the size went into his heart. has a cat called mr meowcolm. makes ren do his dirty work for a bag of sour patch kids

elias - old man. 700+ years old. is only alive bc his twin sister wont let him die. has decided he is responsible for everyone. he is the softest man alive and he will accept you and all of you and do all in his power to make sure you know you are loved. also he is fighting for his life everyday against the family curse but yknow, just another day

elena - elias' twin. final boss. only behaves bc of elias. doesnt have a heart ( literal ). she's neither good or evil but most people only see the evil. she's the auntie ethel of the game. she eats people. no, really, she does. her jaw comes loose. it's great

arlo - elena's favourite toy. he is the dark romance option. he's also v handsome. he handles being dead and trapped by elena better than anyone. he is also madly in love with haylin. he will scare you for fun. also, he is silly i just wanna bully him

i still need to do harper, felix, jj, zeke, grey and all the other idiots in my lil d&d chaos build but hehe this is the first time ive drawn some of these guys and finally!! finally taken them back from poor treatment from others and people who made me feel bad!!

TAG LIST:

@romirola @hylfystt @greenecreek

@pinksparkl @hibernationsuit

[arealphrooblem]

Okay so if you’re doing requests and this looks enjoyable enough to do ( no pressure if you don’t want to I get it) a villain x hero where they’re fighting and hero gets pushed into the water and villian is about to leave but hero can’t swim. So villain is like there’s no way I’m gonna let them die as stupidly as drowning I need to kill them properly and saves them but with a lot of romantic? tension (I’m such a pathetic loser for hero x villian) hope this makes sense lmfao (perhaps hero has a fear of water and is shaking really badly and villian is like hugging and petting them because they feel bad cause they’ve never seen hero so distressed)

Not sure if this is exactly what you pictured but I had fun!

warnings: drowning, near death experience

"Well well well, if it isn't a little mouse caught in my trap."

He had waited before making his entrance, watching the hero struggle to stay upright, clinging to his own feet until his strength left him and he fell back upside down. 

His footsteps echoed in the chamber as he stepped further inside. The hero dangled on a rope over a deep pool of water, hands tied behind his back. Villain crouched down and sloshed the water a bit, as if rinsing something from his gloves. 

"Or perhaps a worm wriggling on a hook would be a more apt comparison."

The hero glared, though the feathery hair hanging over his face like a sheepdog rather killed the intimidation factor. 

"What do you want this time?" he said. "Are you planning some kind of heist? Is there some kind of council of evil-doers you don't want me to mess up?"

The Villain laughed. "You know I don't play well with others. No, I was excavating the cave system here and found, to my delight, an underground lake. It's very deep and very inspiring for a new trap. Which, naturally, you walked right into."

"So you're just using me as a guinea pig?" the hero asked flatly. 

Villain dipped another finger back in the water, swirling it around to watch the ripples skitter across the murky depths. "I was thinking of putting in piranhas. An anaconda perhaps? Catfish big enough to swallow you whole."

"You know that kind of thing only works in the movies, right?"

"I could make it work," said the Villain absently, mind already racing turning the logistics of it.

He faintly registered the sound of creaking rope as the Hero struggled, but was too lost in his own thoughts to pay it much attention. He only registered the scraping sound of boots against stone before the fist of the hero came swinging into view. 

Villain dodged just in time, the hero's woozy balance from his time spent upside down the only advantage Villain had.  

"Next time keep a better eye on your prisoner," the Hero said, cocky grin on his face.  

Villain rolled back up to his feet and kicked the hero square in the chest.

The hero fell back into the water, the splash washing up against the Villain's boots. 

And then he disappeared. Villain waited for a few seconds. 

"There's no point in trying to find an exit," he cried down to the water. "You'll drown before you find your way out."

Nothing. Then, abruptly, the Hero's face broke through the surface long enough to take a strangled gasp of air before sinking back down again. 

That was when it finally clicked for Villain -- the Hero was drowning. Right now. He wasted a few more precious seconds, gripped by horrified paralysis, before shucking off his cape and diving into the pool. 

For a horrible moment Villain became disoriented -- the same murky darkness was both above and below, the surface incomprehensible. This was a horrible idea -- this was a horrible, stupid idea and now Villain was going to drown right along side Hero and for what? For this irritating need for his attention? For the way he --

A flailing limb caught Villain in the ribs, knocking some much needed sense into him. He wrapped his arms around the Hero's body and began to kick his way upward. (Or what he would pray was upward -- if he was the praying type). 

Just as his lungs burned with the desperate need for air, they broke the surface. Villain coughed and spluttered as he dragged the two of them further up the ground. Hero stayed dangerously silent. 

"Hero?" 

Villain shook him, but the Hero remained unresponsive. He slapped the hero's cheek a few times and then leaned down close his mouth.

No breathing.

Icy dread coiled in the Villain's gut. The past kicked in, training that he hadn't used in years taking over his body. Villain started CPR, the steps carried out on autopilot.

Like riding a bicycle.

Eventually the hero gasped, deep and desperate. Water splattered on the stone as he turned and coughed. Relief made Villain dizzy, like a drug, like a hit of oxygen after asphyxiation.

And then the anger set in.

"What the hell was that?" he demanded.

The hero didn't answer. He leaned his forehead against the solid ground, breathing shakily.

"Can you not swim?"

How long had Villain left him suspended over that pool? And yet the hero had never flinched, never lost his cool, despite death only a few feet away. It only fueled Villain's anger. What if the rope had been faulty? What if the Hero had lost his balance when he escaped his bonds?

Villain shoved the hero on his back and straddled him, his fingers digging into the other man's soaked shirt.

"How the fuck do you not know how to swim?!" he snarled

The Hero shook his head, one hand clutching at the Villain's. Not to tear away, not to struggle out of the Villain's hold. Just clinging to it. His fingers shook.

In fact, the Villain could feel the Hero's entire body tremble beneath him. Of course -- the cave was cold, the underground lake even more so. But that didn't explain the labored breathing, the eyes squeezed tight, the fingers holding tightly to Villain's hand.

Villain knew fear when he saw it. He dealt in it, his favorite currency. Whatever bravado the Hero had earlier had left him entirely. All that remained was the pit deep terror that only a near-death experience or severe phobia could bring.

It looked wrong on Hero.

"Hey." Villain cleared his throat. "Look at me." He shook the Hero, more gently, until the other man cracked open his eyes. "You're alright. You're on solid ground again. You're safe --"

The hero snorted.

"Well  -- safe for now," the Villain amended.  He had so much more experience with creating fear than abolishing it. 

"Until you find some other way to try to murder me," the hero said. 

"You can't pin this one on me," the Villain argued. "I didn't know you were an idiot who couldn't swim."

The Hero's brow furrowed. "Why did you save me? You had the perfect opportunity to finally get rid of me."

"I don't want to get rid of you," Villain hissed before he could filter it. 

He froze at the unexpected confession and the Hero cocked his head to the side, eyes alight, fear forgotten. 

"Oh?" he said. 

"I want to -- destroy you," the Villain amended. "Publicly. So that no one could ever doubt my prowess over yours. There are no witnesses here."

The Hero had the audacity to smirk. "Is that why you kissed me?"

The Villain threw the Hero back down in disgust. "I didn't kiss you -- I performed CPR you absolute buffoon."

"To save my life. Like a Hero."

The triumph in Hero's face was unbearable. Villain stood up, brushing dirt from his clothes, trying to ignore the strange fluttering in his stomach. 

"Go home," he said. "We're done here. I trust you can find your own way out. You've done so enough times."

He headed towards the secret elevator, not daring to turn around and look at the Hero still laying on the ground for fear of revealing his red-tipped ears, the flush on his cheeks. 

Ridiculous. 

He only heard the hero call out once, just before the elevator doors closed.

"Maybe next time you should kiss me." Part 2 here

[meltedbluecaterpillar]

Otoya Ittoki - Smut Alphabet

A/N: These are my personal thoughts and Headcanons. You don’t have to agree with me. The original alphabet is here.

A - Aftercare = (what they're like after sex)

Otoya has to lay there in shock for a minute each time. I don’t see him as someone who craves this kind of intimacy so when he finally finishes… It’s like he’s amazed by himself for getting this far. Also amazed by you making his toes curl.

He’s hungry. And thirsty. Mostly hungry. His first step is to get up and hydrate. Of course, he’s asking if you want anything. It’s probably too late/early in the morning for curry when you do have sex… But a sandwich is a quick and easy! Maybe even some soft little cookies as a reward for a job well done.

B - Body Part = (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partners.)

I think Otoya loves his hands the most. They’re his most skilled tool since he’s spent his whole life playing guitar. Practice makes perfect in many different ways. I feel like he has nice long fingers too that are suited for piano. And he keeps his nails short since he plays guitar so he never scratches you when he fingers you and he can reach and push all your favorite spots. He’s stronger than you too… So holding your wrists down, gripping tightly to your body… Even just holding your hands… It makes him feel good.

I think his favorite part on a partner would also be their hands. The feeling of them touching him. Holding him. Pinching, poking, rubbing… It’s very intimate for him. He loves it a lot, I think skinship is very big in his pyramid of needs so knowing that his partner wants to touch him makes him all jittery.

C - Cum = (anything to do with cum basically)

I believe that he has… An okay enough diet. So it’s bearable. However I think he’s so anxious about getting caught jerking off that he gets pent up bad so it always comes out thick.

He eats his fruits and drinks water like he’s supposed to so it’s a salty sweet flavor. The thick consistency can sometimes be a little more watery so it’s easy to clean. He’s very apologetic about if it’s too thick for you to enjoy. Otoya can’t help it…

D - Dirty Secret = (a dirty secret of theirs)

Chronic Goo Brain. He’s so pent up constantly from having to keep his life in order as an idol that after no masturbating and no attention from you he starts becoming feral. Hands in tight fists when he stares at you in total silence thinking about fucking you.

He’s gonna keep smiling and being polite. Treating you like he usually does. But when you start pawing at him or gently rubbing your body against his… The only thing stopping him from snapping in the thought of you hating him for whatever reason. Even if he fantasizes about having you in seven different positions in seventy minutes he won’t… He can’t…

He values you a lot in his life… Even if he’s starting to get hard and he’s going to break down crying because he chooses good instead of evil.

E - Experience = (how experienced are they? do they know what they're doing?)

Otoya won’t lie if he says his closest sexual interaction was a dirty magazine he snuck into the dorms. But he also doesn’t want to seem clueless either! He picks up on things very easily but he still is clumsy at first. Just be patient!

He is so excited to have sex with you for the first time! He rehearsed to himself, pep talk and all… And he gets to your place… And sits on the very edge of the bed with his hands folded together starting at his knees.

He’s just nervous… He can do it… Let’s start with the red LED lights on and turn the others off…

F - Favorite Position = (exactly what it says)

I think Otoya is great with anything that lets him feel your whole body against him. Imagine doggy style but he ends up flattening your body between him and the mattress. Sucking at your neck and shoulders. Pinching your nipples. Moaning in your ear as he keeps his thrusts steady.

I’m sure he’s a fan of good ol’ vanilla missionary too… Something basic to start with but I think over time he gets freakier with how he wants to twist you up.

G - Goofy = (are they more serious in the moment? are they more humourous?)

Goober alert. Dork boy incoming. People tend to disagree with me when I say this but; Otoya Ittoki is a fucking dweeb.

He’s very cute and sweet and he’s honest and overall he’s the guy you see in the hallway at school and he lingers in your mind for the entire school year. Because he’s a geek ass. I think if he was tense and so are you he could lighten the mood with ease. It’s never full blown laughter but he’s great at breaking tension between you.

He’s just as nervous but he’d rather at least one of you is more comfortable. Preferably you. He never wants to take sex super seriously since it should be enjoyable. It’s not just some mechanical thing for him.

H - Hair = (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes?)

I personally don’t think Otoya pays that much attention to it. But since he’s an idol and sometimes has to be shirtless he does have to keep his happy trail under control.

I think if he looks at it long enough he’ll decide it’s out of control and trim it down. That or if you complain. But I don’t think it’s something that really crosses his mind since to him “Huh? Everyone has pubes right? It’s not that serious.” But it can’t be if he’s expecting a blowjob at some point… But some people don’t mind hair… So it just depends.

I - Intimacy = (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect?)

He only watches amateur porn. It’s the only kind that he can get off too when he sees it.

Otoya sees sex as vulnerable between you and the person you like. Very traditional thinking. So he isn’t really a sleep around person. Unless you’re dating for x amount of time he probably won’t make any intimate suggestions like that.

He really likes vocal encouragement, kissing, and touching. So it’s rare for sex to feel carnal even if it should feel that way from how pent up he was. Otoya has a good sense of self control so he wants to remind you that he loves you a lot! Even when he pulls out to cum on your belly button because creampies are a hassle.

J - Jack Off = (masturbation headcanon)

He wants to jack off more. But he’s very nervous about being caught.

I don’t think his unit members believe in knocking on doors because they seem like dicks to each other in a loving way. I don’t think in the new game Otoya has a roommate anymore, but the knowledge that someone could bang on his door mid pump strikes fear inside of him.

He gets pent up so bad and he tries not to come off as irritated eventually he makes time in the shower or he sneaks to the bathroom after everyone is asleep. His room just feels impossible sometimes but he can’t wait. Usually I think on average he jerks of once or twice a month it’s that bad for him.

K - Kink = (one or more of their kinks)

I think Otoya is very into overstimulation. Especially for himself since he doesn’t get to ever make time to touch you or himself. He feels like he needs it all in one go to really feel satisfied. So even when he can’t form coherent sentences anymore he’s willing to keep going until he’s edging the line of fainting.

Dry humping is a big one too. Bonus if you’re making out. Having you sit in his lap while you grind together. It makes him so leaky and sticky he can’t help it at all. He might cum right there if you keep going even if it’s humiliating.

L - Location = (favorite place to do the do)

Otoya likes the idea of his room more as a concept than actually fucking there. If someone burst in telling him dinner was ready only to see him mid thrust he would quit his job and live in the desert.

I think small spaces that are very secluded are what he likes. Closets, the bathroom, ect. Probably his dressing room if he can find time. Which are more public than you think but his brain tells him those are much safer than his own bedroom. The other members expect him to be in there. He’s using reverse psychology.

(He’s not)

M - Motivation = (what turns them on, gets them going?)

He likes when you’re open about what you want because he always stumbles over what he wants to say. He thinks you’re the best and he wants to pipe you so badly but he can’t piece together the sentence.

When you directly touch him and squeeze him! He’s your handsome lil’ boy toy and he’s ready to please. He prefers someone that’s direct during sex. He can’t take it from there.

N - No = (something they wouldn’t do, turns offs)

Pain. It’s not that Otoya can’t handle it he just can’t comprehend how pain and sex go hand in hand. Being rough is way different.

By pain I mean punching and smacking. Anything that might actually bruise other than a hickey. You can ask him to slap you but he might cringe and shake his head. He’ll probably… Otoya would probably hold you by your throat but that’s the most you’ll get from him.

O - Oral = (preference on giving or receiving, skill, ect.)

He wants a blowjob so bad. He looks down at his fist wrapped around his cock and immediately his mood starts to sour because he wants it to be your mouth instead. Even if you think you aren’t doing a good job to him it’s the most toe curling orgasm he’s ever had.

He’s not opposed to returning the favor. Let’s give it up for Motor Mouth of the Century. All that talking he does? I promise he can work his tongue like crazy. He picks up fast so if you tell him the spots you like he can figure it out. And the internet is such a great place.

Give him a week and you might start screaming the next time you let him go down on you.

P - Pace = (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual?)

Otoya could do either or.

I think he prefers taking it slow and making up for lost time. Lots of foreplay even if he’s impatient. Plenty of kissing until you’re lightheaded.

I think he cums quicker the faster he moves too. So he probably wants to take it slow so he’s not seen as a minute man. It’s embarrassing… He will be a little rougher if you’ve been teasing him to that point but it’s still full of love. He’s just pent up and he’ll say sorry later.

Q - Quickie = (their opinions of quickies, how often, etc.)

He thinks it’s exciting. The idea of running off for a quickie makes him sticky and flushed he hides his face in his hands. Usually he’ll try to brush you off since he feels like the others might catch you. But if it’s a day where Otoya has reached his ‘no jerking’ threshold he’s like a dog on a leash. Going wherever you want to go.

R - Risk = (are they game to excitement? do they take risks, etc.)

It would really depend on what you mean by risk. He wouldn’t want to ever injure you or harm you in any way. You’re his most precious person! If it’s trying something new like role play or even getting him to submit I think he’d be starry eyed to try.

He trusts you more than you trust him.

S - Stamina = (how many rounds can they go for? how long can they last?)

He’s very athletic and he has great cardio from dancing and working out in general for idol reasons and just because he loves to move his body. So I think he has very good stamina.

Which can be both a blessing and curse depending on the person.

If he’s pent up and needy he’ll want to keep going and going and going and going… Who knows how many condoms you’ve gone through now. Or if you were even using them in the first place. It can be numbing so if you can’t take anymore you have to tell him to stop. Or he might not… If it was up to him he could go from dusk to dawn no issue. But he will listen if you tell him it’s too much. He can handle stopping. It’s good to take breaks! Or be completely done for the night!~!

T - Toys = (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themself?)

Out of curiosity I think Otoya has bought one to try. He hardly uses it since the silicone has an odd feeling to him. Being rubbed and squeezed like that is so much different than a hand or a mouth…

He will use it on occasion but not often. I think if his partner want to try toys he’s not against it! He thinks looking together could be very fun. Seeing what the two of you like. A sexual bonding moment!

U - Unfair = (how much they like to tease)

I can’t imagine Otoya as a teasing person unless it’s accidental. But I do see him as trying to be assertive. Or at least trying. He wants to be mature and sexy and cool like some of his other unit members. He wants you to see him as a man!

But really he’ll sit you on his thigh if you watch TV together or he’s playing FIFA, or he’ll rub his hand along your back if he’s getting around you for whatever reason. He doesn’t mean anything by it. He just likes feeling you close to him.

V - Volume = (how loud are they? what sounds they make, etc.)

He struggles to be quiet. He’s embarrassed by it but he can’t help it. He’s whimpering and whining when you stroke him or suck him off. His eyes pricked with tears as he fights the urge to cum.

He loves moaning in your ear. Telling you how good you make him feel. How he wants you to feel just as good as he does all in a husky needy whisper.

W - Wild = (a random headcanon on the character)

I think Otoya likes playing coy. He does genuinely get embarrassed during sex over small things and he is a little anxious because of his line of work.

He does like the long game in a way. His own personal overstim. Gently pushing you away and thinking about his own build up inside when you tease him. Feeling you rub against him and urge him to do what he wants. It makes him happy. It makes him aroused.

X - X-ray = (lets see whats going on under those clothes)

It’s fat and it’s a problem.

I think Otoya sees his dick as normal since it’s his and he looks at it all the time. But he learns quickly that there may be issues. He’s very sensitive around his head and I think he wouldn’t be cut? I think the skin is there but it’s not a lot of excess.

It gets flushed and red when he’s excited and he stretches you open it’s hard not to cum from the feeling. He doesn’t know it’s big unless you tell him and he nervously mutters ‘no it’s not…’ under his breath. He doesn’t want you to be in pain…

He starts fingering you and working you open more during foreplay so it’s easier.

Y - Yearning = (how high is their sex drive?)

It’s higher than average but not insane. Otoya is great with self control so even though he wants to shove you on a counter and mount you like a dog he knows that it’s the worst thing he could do.

When you tease him he starts to spiral and wonder if maybe grabbing onto you is fine. Maybe he can work things out if he shows you how horny he is? Because of idol duties and the unit members constant lingering he never has time to show you his meat. So even though he’s smiling and happy; he’s fucking you raw in a delusion.

Z - Zzz = (how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

The term I use is ‘Afterwork High’.

You finish hard labor and get an adrenaline rush for about an hour before the exhaustion punches you in the chest. I think Otoya would get that. So he cleans you up and feeds you, but then he wants to play FIFA or start working out after… But then it all starts to weigh on him just as he’s twenty minutes into an online match… And he’s almost falling asleep.

Usually he catches himself but sometimes he’ll fall asleep with the controller in his hand or curled up on the floor. Usually you get him to sleep next to you peacefully and satisfied.

[fertilize-my-eggs]

King of decay ch.3

Kidnapped a new bride

A03 ch.1 ch.2 ch.4

A/N: trigger warning this chapter get violent, shigaraki is misogyny violent individual so you have been warned!! Reader get sexually assaulted by him.

“ YOU KILL MY FAMILY!! YOU PIECE OF SHIT!!!! "You're sobbing on my back as I enter the kingdom, I smirk as I tilt my head at you.

“ Well maybe if you were single and pure this wouldn't happen. ” you blink a few times as you slam your fist on my back in rage.

“ FUCK YOU!! GO TO HELL! ” I hear you screaming loudly calling me all these names as I shrugged it off.

You're so adorable when you're aggressive, it turns me on… I smirk as I slap your ass hard.

“ if you keep this up, I'll send you to my doctor to get you fixed… would you like your ill mind to go under surgery?  ” you gasp as you stare at me in anger.

“ What the hell is that supposed to mean? Let's go!!! I'll have the king send you to the dungeon!! ” I chuckle at you as I smirk wide as I look directly at you.

“ … I am the king. What do you think you're here at my kingdom? ” I tilt my head at you as you suddenly pause as the realization hits you like a ton of bricks.

“ your…. You're…. ” you begin sobbing heavily as you cover your face with your hands.

“ you're worse than the original…” I rolled my eyes at your statement as it was close to morning, it's probably like one am.

“ sweetheart.. at least I didn't starve you and the village like he did.. ”

“ Still, that doesn't matter!!! You murdered my family for no reason. ”

“ no there is a reason baby~ ” you tilt your head as we're getting closer to my master bedroom.

“ What do you mean?!?? ”

“ well see my hands on your cute body? ” You thought about it as you looked at me.

“ yeah and? ”

“ I'm cursed with decay so it doesn't affect you when my hands touch your skin.. meaning you're the only one but everything can easily decay just by me touching them with these hands.”

“ you're immune to my curse and the reason is to make you my bride and to bring heir into this kingdom.” I smirk at you sinisterly. 

“ You'll be my queen… a special diamond for me to keep, I'll treat you well. ” you roll your eyes as you lean your head downward in pain.

“ you…. Kill my son Leon and my daughter… Felicity.. you monster. ” 

“ You should be grateful that you can survive this curse that I deal with. ”

“ be grateful?? I didn't know you existed until you bump into me.. just… ” you cry out.

“ Please just murder me so I can rest without this misery. ” I huff out air as I grab the door knob as I hear soft humming as I sighed in annoyance.

I look forward to seeing the maiden leader toga himiko as she skips freely towards me.

What the hell is she doing at this hour?

She bowed her head as I heard you plead for her help.

“ good night your Majesty~ what ya doing? ” I tilt my head as I hold you tight so you won't escape. 

“ nothing… just found myself a bride~. ” toga gasp as she clapped her hands together.

“ ohh how romantic your majesty!! Are you two going to make sweet love? ” her sinister  smile wide as her eyes narrowed in pure evil and joy.

I smirk at her as I tap your thighs.” not yet, I'm planning on marrying her and we'll do it on our honeymoon... Well I have this planned for a new child to rule this kingdom.“

Himiko gasps loudly as she puts her hands on her cheeks.

“ that wonderful your highness-..”

“ you two… are insane.”

“.... ignore her maiden, she's just a bit tired and needs rest… right my beautiful wife? ” I give you a sinister stare as you close your lips tight.

“ As I was saying.. for this honeymoon, she’ll be locked in my room for days until she's pregnant with my first child. ” tilt my head as I think, putting my thumb on my lip.

“ planned on having five or more children with her. ” your eyes widen by this as you softly cry, you grip my red cloak. 

“ aww such a big family your highness!! How sweet and romantic~!!! ” She cooed sweetly as she said.

“ I bet the children will come out as beautiful as you fair bride!! ” toga sweetly coo at you as you had a disgusting look towards her.

“ Be gone maiden, I have to rest well.. let's the others know there will be a wedding tomorrow afternoon. "She's bowing her head as she has a smile on her face.

“ as you wish your Majesty~!! ” I smile as I open the door heading inside as toga skip off to tell the kingdom about the wedding tomorrow.

I lock my door as you slap my back weakly. 

“ you're a monster… I won't give you anything!! ” I smirk at you as I put you down.

“ we’ll see about that, my love~. ” I yawn out as I grab you by the hair as you're screaming in pain.

“ WHERE ARE YOU TAKING ME LET ME GO, IT'S HURTS!!! ” I look down at you with a smirk.

“ you're flirty, I can't have you sleeping on my sheet with these old rags.”

“ stop stop stop!! Let me go, let me go immediately, it hurts.” I rolled my eyes as I dragged you into the restroom.

It's was massive as I ripped your clothes off, the decaying helped a lot easier as I saw your naked body.

I bite my lips as it's the first time I'm seeing a woman being nude in front of my eyes as I lick my lips.

I removed my clothes immediately as you scream.” no no no! I'm not letting you take advantage of me. ”

I chuckle as I grip your wrists tight as I lean in.” relax woman, we're taking a bath. I won't do anything… yet until our honeymoon begins. ” I kiss your neck as I pull you close.

“ This is what husband and wife do together, right? Spend time together and have rough intercourse like animals of the night? ”

You grind your teeth together as you growl.” you're not my husband… ”

“ not yet until tomorrow. Let's enjoy our first time taking a bath and you sleep naked with me.. ” I widened my smile.

“ I'll let you wear anything you want but in my bed, you'll sleep naked. ” 

“ as if!!! I would rather be dead than be near you!! ” I chuckle as I drag you into the bath where I focus you to clean. 

You whine as you begin to scratch my skin as I get into the tub, pulling you onto my lap.

I put on shampoo as I began to scrub your hair and body parts. You didn't like how my hands touch inappropriately as you slap my hands away when it was getting close to your crotch area.

I pull your waist closer to my chest as I coo at you.

“ I'll destroy your mindset and you'll become my loyal obedient wife to play with. ” you gulp as you stay still and I gently rub soap on your skin.

I press a kiss on your neck as I grip your hips tight, moving it back and forth on top of my cock, I smile softly with low hooded eyes as I bite my lips.

Soon… soon I'll impregnate you but not yet.

I groan loudly feeling your bare butt touch my hard thick cock.

“ not yet.. I promise~. ” I coo at you as I hold  you still from leaving, I lean on your shoulders as I begin to rub your breast.

I pinched and pulled your nipples as you gasp out.

“ please… stop.. I don't want-.. ” I pull you into a heat kiss as I wish to take my virginity away by sticking it inside your sweet warm wall but not right now.

I groan away as I begin to clean myself as you squirm on my lap.

Once I think we're finished as I pull you up and begin to dry you off, you would slap my hand when I touch your bare ass.

“ You will let me touch whatever I want!! You're my bride and I own your body as the king!! ” I raise my voice as you flinch by my reaction as I growl at you.

You're scared by this reaction and you realize there is no way to escape from me.

Once we're dry off our bodies, I grab your wrist to drag you into the bedroom as I throw you into the bedsheets.

I pounce on top of you as I begin to wrap my arms around your body as I hear you begging and pleading quietly. 

Tomorrow will be an amazing day as I whisper sweet nothing into your ear as I cuddle your body close.

[iylenne]

Prologue - Stranger Waking

Twisted Wonderland fanfic with Nakamara ( character of @valy-gc ) as the MC. Nakamara is past 40. Tell me if you want the rest.

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Nakamara just let go of his Experion title. His month in prison was terrible, as usual, he had a lot of bruises and wound, adding to the old ones. His son made a mechanical brand new arm for him, not that he actually deserved it.

Right now, he's tired. The school festival is in some hours and he don't want to miss it but he would loves to stay in bed. He sigh and get up, rubbing his back. It was time he stopped crimes. He would never survive another stay in prison, being tortured during an entire month. He walk until the little bathroom next to his bedroom. Just to put some water on his face. That's good. The wounds on his face sting a little but the water is just what he needed.

??? : Ah, my dear esteemed benefactor... My proud, beautiful flower of evil.

Nakamara : What?

Nakamara raise his head, looking to the bathroom door, but nobody's here.

??? : You are truly the fairest one of all.

Nakamara : Is there a mic somewhere?

He's looking under the sink, but there is nothing. Great, now he was hearing voices.

??? : O magic mirror, thy wisdom I entreat... Reveal unto me the visage I seek...

Since he heard the word "mirror" he looked in that direction... and did not saw his reflection. The mirror was dark, like if filled with ink.

Nakamara : What the...

??? : You, whose image the Dark Mirror did beckon forth... If your heart bids it, take the hand of the one reflected in the mirror.

A hand appears in the mirror and reach to Nakamara. The man just take a step backward.

Nakamara : What the hell is that?! I should go find Thoki!

He's turn to the door but then the hand grab his arm.

??? : As flame reduces even the stars to ash, As ice seals away even time itself, As great trees swallow even the sky, Fear not the power of darkness. Now­- demonstrate your power.

Nakamara : Damnit! No thanks! I'm done with the dark path! Let go of me!

The grip is strong, and it's his real arm that got caught. If it was his prosthesis, he would had no problem to free himself. He still try to get away but he got dragged toward the mirror.

??? : To me. To them. To yourself. The hour grows long, and time is scarce. Keep steady your grip, no matter what may come...

Nakamara : You are the one grabbing me!! THOKI!! Thoki help!!

Thoki is in the kitchen. He hear the call and immediately let go of the pan he was cleanning, running to his master and lover's room. He almost broke the door. But it's too late. There is not a single trace of Nakamara. He look at the gps tracker but the signal is corrupted. It's like Nakamara just vanished from this world...

Nakamara lost consciousness while getting throught the mirror. He slowly open his eyes but see nothing. Looks like he's inside something... a coffin?

Nakamara : My head... what it that noise...?

??? : I better hurry up and find that uniform before someone spots me... Urgggh... This lid weighs a ton!

Nakamara frowns. What was happening now? He move and get his mechanical fist ready then punch forward. His arm get throught the lid of his coffin and the voice outside let out a scream of surprise.

??? : What?! You ain't supposed to be awake!

Nakamara : Oh, shut up!

He destroy the lid thanks to his mechanical arm and jump out of the coffin. Thanks to all his training, he land perfectly on his feet. He wear a strange robe with the hood on, partly hiding his face. Not a very practical outfit. He look around and see the culprit. Is that... 

Nakamara : A talking...weasel?!

Grim : How... How DARE YOU! I am no WEASEL! I'm Grim, sorcerer extraordinaire! Tch. Whatever. You...human! Just gimme your uniform, and be quick about it!

Nakamara : Are you seriously asking me to undress right now and right here?

Grim : So what?!

Nakamara : I don't care about nudity but I'm pretty sure it's not the case for everyone.

Grim : Come on! I need it!

Nakamara : It's too big for you.

Grim : You're gonna regret it!

Grim suddely start to spit blue fire. Nakamara curse and dodge it. He get out of this strange room and run. he don't know where he is, but he have to find a shelter.

Grim : Hey, come on! I'm on a tight schedule here!

Nakamara end up in what appears to be a library. 

Nakamara : Where the hell I am? Animals have powers too now? That's can't be a guardian...

Grim : Foolish human! Did you really think you could slip away from ME?

Unfortunately, grim get to found him. Nakamara look around but it seems there is only one door, and the creature is blocking the path.

Grim : Now, unless you wanna get burned to a crisp, take off that— Me-YEOW!! That hurt! What is it?!

??? : Consider it tough love.

A man is standing here. He wear an elegant costume with a cape and feathers, a top hat and a crow mask. He clearly is someone high up. But his clothes are pretty excentrics too. He turn to Nakamara and smile.

??? : Ah, I've found you at last. Splendid. I trust you're one of this year's new students? My, were you ever eager to make your debut. And bringing a poorly trained familiar with you? That is a clear violation of the school's rules.

Nakamara : I'm not-

Grim : As if I'd serve some lowly human! Now lemme go!

??? : Yes, yes. Rebellious familiars always say that. Do be quiet for a bit, won't you?

He do something like magic and Grim end up bound and gagged. he growl and try to free himself, without any success.

??? : Dear me. Of all the students I've dealt with, you're the first with temerity enough to open their own gate and step out of it.

Nakamara : Excuse-me, but I'm not-

??? : Does the very notion of patience elude you? No matter. Your orientation has already begun. Let us return to the Mirror Chamber.

Nakamara : No, what, I'm not a student. I ended school long time ago.

??? : What do you mean?

Nakamara sigh and take of the hood. He kind of forgot he had many bruises and wounds, but he can't care less. What he need to show is, he's clearly not a young man. Not that he's too old, he's just 41 and actually look younger than his age, just tired, but he clearly don't look like a teen. The man stay a little puzzled, then shake his head and talk.

??? : So what?

Nakamara : ...can't you see? I'm 41. I'm not a student anymore.

??? : Oh well the mirror is never wrong. Actually, you'll not be the oldest student here. But now is not the time for such prattle. You've a student orientation to attend! Go on, now. Make haste.

Nakamara : ...fine. But first, who are you and where I am?

The man frown.

??? : Hm? Have you not fully regained consciousness? The timespace teleportation must have addled your memories... Well, these things happen, I suppose. I shall explain it to you while we walk. Truly, my magnanimity is boundless.

Nakamara raise a eyebrow. Oh, well, kind of a megalomaniac. Great. He sigh and follow him around. They're actually both the exact same height.

??? : *ahem* This is Night Raven College. It is an institution for students the world over who demonstrate a rare aptitude for magic. It is the most prestigious academy of its sort in all of Twisted Wonderland. And I am Dire Crowley. Having been entrusted with its care by the chairman, I serve as headmage.

Nakamara : ...wait, Twisted Wonderland? Magic? 

Crowley : Only those who the Dark Mirror perceives as having a talent for magic are admitted to the college. Those who are selected are summoned to the campus through those "gates," which can appear anywhere.

Nakamara : ...but... I don't

Crowley : We're here! Now, let us attend to your orientation.

Crowley open the door to the same room Nakamara was at first. Nakamara hesistate, but end up going forward, passing the door...

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Nakamara drawing by @valy-gc

[casspurrjoybell-28]

Alpha's Addiction - Chapter 3a

*Warning Adult Content*

Fireflies - Part 1 - Kao

A servant's forced me to bathe and has groomed me in all ways possible for my first night with Zacan.

Just the thought makes me want to vomit.

In the past, I used to imagine Des and I discovering we were fated mates when we came of age and running away together.

He'd bite and claim me, then we'd have our own family, far away from this evil place.

But that was just a dream, an impossible fairy-tale.

If Des was my fated mate, he's long dead and if it's someone else, he'll never want an impure Omega like me.

Alphas want their Omegas untouched and certainly not with the baggage of a child.

I've accepted it... I don't need Alphas, anyway... in fact, I hate them... so much..

All I need is my Oliver but of course, Zacan has to ruin even that.

He has to pit himself between us, force me to be his mate, even though we are not fated.

Maybe people would tell me this is the best I'm ever going to get... it's a sad thought.

When Zacan comes into the room, I try to act like I'm asleep.

It's a slim chance but maybe he won't try anything.

But then I feel the bed dip, a cold, callused hand closing over my bare thigh.

I flinch, a shiver rolling down my spine... definitely not the good kind.

And now I've revealed that I'm awake.

"You smell amazing," he murmurs, shoving his face into my neck and breathing in deeply.

My stomach churns in nausea, hating every second of his touch.

But I need to do this for Oliver.

If I don't please Zacan, he'll throw me out and I'll never see my baby again... I couldn't bare that.

But then his hand slips under my waistband and I can't breathe.

My chest tightens up, terror washing over me and suddenly it's like I've traveled back in time.

All I can see is his huge figure looming over the younger me, pressing a hand over my mouth to keep me from screaming as he took what he wanted.

No one was there to stop him... No one would have, anyway.

I rip myself from his grip, scrambling towards the edge of the bed.

In seconds he's on me, snatching my ankle and pulling me back toward him.

"Oh no you don't," he growls, grasping a fistful of my curls and yanking my head back.

I cry out in pain, scratching at him in an effort to make him let go but he doesn't.

"Don't be a prude. I know what a little whore you are, Omega," his prickly beard scratches against my ear.

"You let the other Alphas do whatever they want to you."

"That has never been my own choice," I exclaim as he flips me over, pinning me to the bed under his immense weight.

His hands are wrapped so hard around my wrists I'm sure there will be deep bruises on them tomorrow.

"But I'm better than a whole group of Alphas, aren't I? Or do you want me to bring a few friends like you're used to."

His expression is devious, like he's enjoying this.

Enjoying how I shake beneath him, scared out of my mind.

"I hate you," I tell him, tears threatening to spill from my eyes.

"I wish you'd just leave Oliver and I alone."

"Awe, poor you," he says mockingly, caressing my face in faux sympathy.

"But how can I, when you cry so prettily? It really turns me on."

I fight... I try so hard to get away but he's just too big and too strong.

He holds me down, forcing me to take it and all I can do is close my eyes, trying to tune my brain out.

I'm used to this... it's just what Alphas are like.

They use and abuse and we Omegas just have to endure.

There's no way out... he has every advantage here, physically.

No matter what I do, he'll win in the end... Alphas always do.

As he fulfills his desires, I try to go to a happy place to block out the pain.

I think of sunny days, daisies blowing in a field, memories of Des when we used to sneak out to the lake by moonlight.

I think of Oliver's smile as he plays with the other pups.

Most of all, I pray to the Moon Goddess that this will be over soon.

I sit with Oliver in his room, which feels much too giant and lonely for a pup.

There is no decoration or toys in sight.

My heart aches for him, thinking of him trying to sleep in this dreary room all alone.

I still haven't been able to convince Zacan to let Oliver stay with me at night.

"Mama?"

Oliver looks up from the book he's been reading.

"Why is Alpha Zacan my dad now? I thought Des was."

The dreaded question... one I'm not sure I can answer.

"It's... complicated. I guess I just wished Des was your father but he wasn't."

Oliver thinks for a moment, before looking back to his book.

"I don't like my new dad. He's scary."

I couldn't agree more... as Oliver continues reading, I notice that he winces every time he adjusts his position.

My chest tightens, hoping it's not what I think it is.

"Are you hurt, baby?" I ask.

Oliver avoids eye contact, pretending to be deeply absorbed in the book... that confirms it.

He's favoring his right side, avoiding putting any pressure on it.

"Oliver. Lift up your shirt," I demand.

Reluctantly, he puts the book down and does as I say.

My heart drops when he lifts the fabric, exposing the huge bruised welt up the right side of his rib cage.

It's red in the center and yellowing on the outsides, indicating just how much force was dealt into the blow... I see red.

"Who did this?" I ask in rage, although I already know the answer.

"Alpha Zacan said I was being 'disobedient,'" he confesses, lip trembling as he starts to cry.

I hug him close, careful not to irritate the wound.

"I'm so sorry, Oli. I should've protected you."

I cradle him in my arms for the longest time, sorrow overcoming me when I think of how Oliver tried to hide it from me.

Who knows what abuse he'll hide in the future if things stay like this... which is why we need to escape.

I spoil Zacan tonight... I let him do all the vile things he wants to me in bed with less of a fight than usual.

It's all to avoid suspicion, although it makes me sick to my stomach.

The whole time I fantasize about him getting his dick cut off.

Once Zacan is satisfied, he lays back on the pillows, closing his eyes.

"Shall I bring you some tea?" I ask him sweetly, leaning over and kissing his cheek.

He smiles and accepts the offer.

"It's nice to see you finally treating me how an Omega should their Alpha."

I roll my eyes when my back is turned, heading to the door to fetch the tea that I'm going to infuse with mushroom wort.

It'll knock him out for a few hours, giving me the perfect window to carry out my plans.

Once Zacan is out cold, I pack a bag before getting Oliver from his room.

Then we tiptoe around the halls, which I try my best to navigate through memory.

There should be an exit around here somewhere but just as I spot said exit door a hand clamps down on my shoulder.

"Alpha Zacan's Omega. What do you think you're doing?" a cold voice comes from behind us.

I turn to see one of the Alpha guards, a stern expression on his face as he regards us.

'Shit. What do I do now?'

"M-Mama's taking me to see the fireflies. They only come out at night," Oliver chirps up.

The Alpha raises as eyebrow in disapproval.

"Oh come on," I tell him, quickly adding on to Oliver's story.

"My mate obviously approved of this, otherwise he wouldn't have let me leave our room. Would you be so kind and escort us? We're just going to the field near the lake."

There is no way he'll let us go alone and asking him to come with is a way to avoid suspicion.

It makes it seem like we really only want to see the fireflies... I'll have to find some way to get rid of him.

[non-un-topo]

Have a little more <3

“You are not welcome here!” the big man announced to them, the fist at his side more of an empty threat than anything. This man was of those too afraid to touch others. And, truth be told, Yusuf could not blame him for that.

Nicolo was up then, swaying and walking in spot on the slippery ground to stay upright. Just before he turned to face the men, his hand went to his hip and gripped air. Oh, he was truly angry, then.

“You as well, Genoa doctor! Doctor of filth, you are! Out with the both of you, devils!”

Quynh gawked at these words, either for display or from genuine drunken disbelief. “Right, I the witch and he the doctor! To hell with all of you!” She dismissed them with a harsh flick of her arm before stopping short of Yusuf.

“What on Earth happened in there,” he asked her, as the three of them peeled away from the alehouse in a wobbly line. Quynh laughed a very particular laugh at his question, one with a snort on the end, and it was then that Yusuf realized that the two of them were sufficiently inebriated.

Quynh stopped once they’d crossed the street and, linked at the arms, they stopped with her. “I,” she declared, a hand to her chest, “was simply explaining to these pigs how their city-sized sty will continue to be a melting pot for disease!”

“Turin lacks effective sanitation,” Yusuf agreed. That was part of their job, or so it had become that way in the past few months. “But that does not answer my question, dear sister.”

“Come, Yusuf,” she cooed, “don’t you ever need an excuse to bloody your knuckles? We feel such anger and hopelessness, a woman needs an outlet.”

“Do not try to teach me about a woman’s needs,” Yusuf smirked. He would not fall for her nor Andromache’s lies about the mystery sex, not again. He wasn’t that young. Matching her tone, he said, “And perhaps I am wrong, but bloodying one’s knuckles does not sound like a particularly ladylike pastime.”

She laughed, wiping thick mud off her face and slapping it to his cheek. Beside Yusuf, Nicolo urped, and severed their chain to bend over a flower pot and violently upend his stomach.

“You were saying about sanitation?” asked Quynh, smug. “Where is his lecture? A doctor should know where to put his own waste.”

Quietly, Yusuf cautioned, “We’re attracting attention.”

Spitting the last of his bile into the pot, Nicolo looked over to them through oily strands of hair. Truly drunk in a way he rarely was at his age, he said, “I am no doctor. I am a soldier! A butcher! I bleed men, that is all. The evil flows from the body and it goes back into the streets!”

He mimed this as he spoke, slashing a line at his inner elbow and spreading his fingers wide, spreading the words into the very air. The streets were bare, but eyes turned to them through windows.

What a mess they were. Andromache would know how to sort them out, Yusuf thought. And if they needed a fight, Andromache was certainly the best choice. In two-hundred years, Yusuf had never knocked her down. She would take one look at Quynh and Nicolo, and she would spar with them both until they dropped.

Got inspired to write at the worst time bc I'm so busy but the Brain says plague fic plague fic plague fic

[milkytheholy1]

The Infection

A/N: Shadow x GNReader. Spoilers for the IDW comic.

Ultimate masterlist

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The mission was long and hard, you had spent multiple days just planning the damn thing. But now that it was here, you still felt unprepared. You were saddled with Team Dark, you've, of course, heard of them before; they're the talk of the town back at the base.

You've worked with them all individually on separate missions over the years, it was a surprise to everyone when they found out you and Shadow worked so well together. You'll always remember Rouge saying she'd never seen him so "Chatty", even if you only recall him speaking a total number of five times.

But that's not the point, you're getting off track. You had spent many days researching, prepping and training for this mission, the commander had called it "Intense" and so far, you were inclined to agree with him. 

G.U.N. was tracking this evil, mad scientist and not the egg-shaped kind; or so they thought. Doctor Starline was his name, he seemed to be a rooky, new to the long list of criminals that sought to keep a firm grip on Earth. 

From the little information you had on the guy, he was a Doctor Eggman fanboy and a good one at that. Not only had he found the doctor, or at the time Mr Tinker, but he'd also managed to kidnap the guy and bring back his more 'colourful' side. 

You had heard about the fight between Sonic and Shadow, something along the lines of forgive and forget. But if you knew Shadow, and you did, he wouldn't be forgetting anytime soon. As mentioned before, you and Shadow were fairly close, well, as close as you could get to him. He considered you a friend and an ally, ranked with the likes of Rouge and Omega. 

You'd spar together and sometimes, on a rare occasion, he'd accompany you to get lunch. Sure, he'd just stare until you finished eating, maybe offering a small conversation here and there; but it's the thought that counts, right?

Anyway, back to the mission. It was meant to be intense, but nothing could have prepared you for this. You were only meant to infiltrate one of Eggman's old facilities to grab any information you could get on his next evil scheme. The world hadn't even begun the repairs after his first invasion. 

So far you were in the clear, finding the facility abandoned save for a few badniks traversing around the place. They were easy enough to conquer. When you had finally found the computer room, you sought to find anything you could, there had been rumblings of another big attack.

Just as you were snooping around the whole facility went dark, shutting off the computer with it. You growled, smashing a fist against the monitor "Damn you! Damn you to hell!" you cursed out. A wavering static flooded your hearing before a voice called out to you, "(Y/N), we're picking up some energy readings coming your way. Looks like you've been spotted, sweetheart." Rouge mused.

You sighed but complied. Hauling yourself out of the facility before any of Eggman's lackeys could find you. You crawled back to the rendezvous point where Team Dark were waiting. Each had their own mission, it was the same as yours: find information. 

"Sooooo, how'd it go?" Rouge asked, she was hovering in the air, somehow looking real cosy. You huffed, folding your arms over your chest, "The stupid computer shut off, I wasn't able to get anything."

"So, you were spotted then?" Shadow questioned, you hadn't noticed him leaning under the shade of the tree, hiding from the bright sunny rays. You nodded your head, eyes downcast, "After all the hard work I put into it too, Eggman can suck my-"

"Oh look! I've got a message from Amy!" Rouge shouted out, clearly trying to move the conversation along. You all leaned over her shoulder just to catch a peek at the message, "Why do we need to do that? We don't do rescue missions a lot." you huffed.

Shadow agreed with you, stepping away from the small crowd, "Still, it's work for the resistance and we should help any way we can."

"Affirmative, setting new mission credentials." Omega's voice echoed, you winced slightly, the guy really needed to install an inside voice and soon. You grabbed Rouge's wrist, choosing to ignore the squeal, "Zombots? What the hell are zombots?"

"Beats me, but if the resistance needs us, then it's gotta be important." Rouge shrugged. 

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"I hate it here, I hate it here, I hate it here!" you kept repeating, using a stop sign to beat away the zombots. Rouge flew overhead, securing the civilians before joining you.

"Oh, c'mon, it's not all that bad. They've got lovely shops that I hope to one day steal from." she mused, using some fallen debris to kick a zombot in the head.

"Yeah, I'm glad that's what you're focusing on right now, not the horde of zombies!" you were freaking out, you weren't trained for this; you didn't think anyone was. The crowds were getting thicker, more and more people were mutating.

"Where's Shadow already, he's taking too long!" you yelled out, swatting away a fist with the sign. Rouge flew up into the air to get an overhead view, she sighed then landed, "No sign of him, but he'll be here."

You leapt back when another swing was coming at you, "Dude, that's so unfair you know I can't hit you back!" you growled out. Another swing and you were pushed up against the only defence the civilians had, "Woah!" you cried out. Rouge had wrapped an arm around you and pulled you up on the turned-over cars.

"That was a close one, you owe me." she batted her eyes at you. You pushed her aside, laughing, "Save it for the Knucklehead." she blushed at that. Just then, when all hope looked lost, a blue streak flew through the air.

"Hey, guys! Hope I'm not missing out on anything." Sonic smirked. kicking a zombot with his foot. You sighed, waving him over, "You're just in time, for once. We've got the civilians inside, but we can't hold this position forever."

"Where's the rest of your team?" he asked, concerned. Rouge cupped her eyes, scouting out over the crowd, "Omega's somewhere in there, and as for Shadow, he said he was bringing transport but that was over thirty minutes ago."

"You don't think something bad's happened to him, right?" You asked worried, maybe you had a little soft spot for the guy, so shoot me! You just wanted to know he was okay, you had no clue how you'd survive if he became one of those things.

"Picking up transport, really? I didn't know he cared." Sonic teased, spin dashing another zombot away. You understood why Shadow had to restrain himself when around Sonic, because at this point, you too wanted to slap him so hard his head would explode.

Shadow had been nothing but kind to you in all the years you knew him, he was but a gentlemen even during hard times. Sure, there were maybe one or two times where he snapped at you, but it's not like you weren't to blame. Shadow truly cares about you, and that meant when you did dumb shit he'd let you know about it. He'd baby you a lot, persuade you not to go on missions or at the very least allow him to tag along and ultimately save the day.

You were annoyed at first, not understanding why he wouldn't let you do something on your own. But then you compare it to how he treated everyone else, protecting was the only way Shadow knew how to care for people.

You shook your head when a loud revving sound was heard, the hordes of zombots were shoved aside as a large, black truck pulled up. Once the dust settled, the door swung open to reveal none other than Shadow The Hedgehog; and he looked pissed. 

But you couldn't lie and say you weren't happy to see him, you were over the moon.

"There you are, what's the matter? Couldn't find a bigger one?" Sonic joked, but Shadow wasn't having any of it. He held a finger out, close to prodding Sonic in the chest "Shut up."

"Easy, Shadow, he was kidding." you jumped down to the pair, knowing if you didn't intervene there would be a fight. Shadow pulled you towards him, he didn't want you anywhere near Sonic, "This is his fault. If I had destroyed Eggman in the Windmill Village, none of this would be happening." he seethed.

"Some creep named Starline made him evil again! Nobody could have seen that coming!" Sonic argued back, but the name rang familiar. Starline, as in Doctor Starline? The same Starline on G.U.N's wanted list, the very Starline you were tasked with hunting down. 

"Feh, excuses." Shadow huffed, hands tightening into fists. Sonic waved his arms around, "Yo, I'm dealing with it too! I'm infected, see!"

"It's what you deserve," Shadow growled, you slapped him on the arm, giving him a warning with your glare. He shook it off, still choosing to burn hatred over the blue hedgehog than get a grip and focus on the now.

"(Y/N), I need you over here!" Rouge shouted, you sighed but left, albeit reluctantly. You joined her side, helping her with the survivors. But you couldn't stop thinking about Shadow, he was going to do something stupid, you just knew it. No matter how smart he was, the moment he saw Sonic his brain went dumb.

It was just an excuse to one-up him and call it helping.

You saw Sonic leave, his body coated in silver. Shadow watched him for a moment before meeting with Omega and giving him new orders, you couldn't hear them from here, but soon you saw Omega grow closer to the truck.

"C'mon people, we haven't got all day! Move it or lose it!" You shouted, but your eyes never left the ebony hedgehog. Shadow launched into battle, flipping over massive groups of zombots without care. Once he landed, he began using his chaos powers left, right and centre.

Rouge stood by your side, watching along as sparks and flashes of green enveloped the crowds, "Damn it, Shadow...You're being reckless." you whispered out. A scream broke you out of your trance, a zombot had made it through to the survivors. You dashed down, grabbing your stop sign and whacking it as hard as you could, however, the sign had no effect.

You stepped back a little, swinging the sign once again, but nothing was working. 

"Errr, Rouge? We gotta leave, we gotta go right now! Load everyone on that truck and move it!" you yelled out, still trying to attack the single zombot. Even if one of these things gets through that could mean the end for you, Rouge and everyone on that truck. The bat complied, practically shoving everyone onto the small space, yelling at them when they whined.

She called out to you, telling you to hurry up and get on. But you knew you couldn't do that, they needed a clear path and you were too close to getting infected, who's to say you weren't already with all these close calls.

"I'm not leaving you!" she called back and sat behind the wheel. You ducked back from a very dangerous claw, "I'll catch a ride with Shadow, just get out of here!" Rouge was reluctant, but she knew nothing would change your mind, so she started up the engine.

Shadow had managed to bide some time, dodging another attack and kicking a zombot in the head, "Hmph, resilient." he seethed, watching as the thing got right back up.

"The Doctor's metal virus can't infect the ultimate lifeform!" he ploughed through the rest of the crowd, using the fire from his shoes to burn the zombots.

"SHADOW!" he heard you scream out, his ear flickered before he pinpointed your location. Why the hell weren't you on that truck already? He tried to move over to you, using Omega as cover. 

You were growing tired, swinging around a big sign for an hour would do that. Although, now instead of facing off against one zombot you were swamped with an entire crowd. And with the flimsy sign doing nothing, you were afraid you wouldn't make it out of here alive.

Just before a hand could reach out to you, black and red clouded your vision. Shadow performed a spindash, kicking away anything that came close to you. He kept his attention on the fight, but still spoke to you "Why aren't you with the others!"

"Zombots got through the barriers, I stayed behind so the truck could get away. It was the only way."

"Lies. You should have gotten on that truck, this place isn't safe anymore; there are too many of them."

"Even for the ultimate lifeform?" you teased, Shadow didn't respond straight away. He made sure he was always in front of you, nothing was going to get past him, "(Y/N), I've failed you."

"What do you mean?"

"We're not making it out of here, there's too many of them. Realistically, we never stood a chance. That's why I made sure Rouge got you on that truck, that damned bat." he grunted. You shook your head, tears starting to cloud your vision, "You never planned to get out of here, did you?"

He remained silent, you grabbed his shoulder from behind, "Shadow? Answer me, please?"

"I-I did what I thought was best. If you were out of here then that was good enough. I don't matter."

"W-what? Of course you matter, you matter to me! How'd you just expect me to go on knowing you're one of these metallic freaks? What if there's no cure, what if Tails can't do anything and you're stuck like this forever?"

As you were ranting, a zombot was in arms reach of touching you without you noticing. But Shadow did. He caught the thing by its neck, holding it into the air before throwing it at the crowd, knocking them down like bowling pins. You gasped, seeing the metallic residue on Shadow's glove. He was infected.

"You need to go, find Omega and he'll get you out of here." Shadow continued to fight, though now there was more of a gap between you both. You surged forward with the stop sign, swinging it with vengeance, "I'm not leaving you!"

He turned to you with a new emotion in his eyes, you've never seen him look so...vulnerable.

"Y-you'd prefer to stay with me? Become another one of Eggman's slaves?" the infection was spreading fast, his legs were already coated in the stuff. You shook your head, "I'm not going anywhere without you."

Shadow smiled, offering his hand out to you, "Then, will you be my forever?" You grasped his hand, watching as the infection moved from his palm onto yours. It felt cold, but you weren't scared. You were with Shadow, you could never be scared with him around.

You continued to fight, side by side, your hands still interlocked. But that all stopped when the viruses spread to your heads, nearly clouding your vision. With the last of his rational thought, Shadow surged forward to lock your lips. You pushed back just as hard, tears pouring down your cheeks.

That's the last thing you remember before the virus took over and Crisis City fell to the Eggman Empire.

[lady-lazagna]

I'm not super back into Bakugan (that five-year solo special interest phase will be missed) BUT impulse buying a Shun funko pop has reignited something in me

SO I'm gonna write some random headcanons of the core six (anything after season one doesn't exist to me lol sorry) and their Bakugan:

-Hitting Shun with the Autisti-fication beam. Only talks when he feels it's important, super observant, can't tell you how he feels for the life of him (I am him, actually). In my hc, he's pretty sensitive to bright lights, fucking hates people touching his forearms or neck, as is over-empathetic.

-Runo wants to be a lawyer. No one's 100% sure where this ambition came from, but it likely has something to do with the constant sexual harassment she faces in her current workplace under the watch of her criminally ignorant father... but who knows🤷‍♀️

-Always designating this hc to the loudest mf in the show, but Dan is a youtuber. That guy is an absolute Clout Chaser. He'd do a lot of irl stuff I think, like challenges, pranks, storytimes- and of course, a lot of Bakugan content. Some would compare him to David Dobrik. He'd fucking kill those people.

-Julie lifts. Girl could bench-press you in a heartbeat. When she gets excited, she'll just grab whoever's closest to her and twirl them around like a doll. However, she's learned to ask people if they're okay with this beforehand since becoming friends with the aforementioned autistic ninja. ^^^

-Alice listens to Death Grips when she knits. That's it. Guillotine has the best rhythm for knitting in her opinion.

-Marucho had a big "in a silly goofy mood😋" phase after he stopped being his parents' bitch. He tried really hard to do silly and "outlandish" things that were actually like... bare minimum. He used an empty chip packet as a hat and thought he was going completely off the rails.

-Obviously Runo swears the most out of the group- girl has a lot to say, and a lot of it consists of "you dumb fucking bitch." Dan tries to swear just as much, but it doesn't come naturally to him so it always feels very off when he does. Marucho, Shun, and Julie don't swear as often, but when they do, it's always unexpected and very hilarious. Alice is the only one who actively doesn't want to swear.

-On the Bakugan's end, Preyas uses a lot of old-timey slang for swear words. Dan told Drago that "fuck" is interchangeable with "play" and insanity ensued. Gorem tries not to swear because he knows it's impolite. Tigrerra also thinks it's impolite, but sometimes you just need to call your fellow Bakugan a bitch (and damn does it feel good, even if they have no idea what you're talking about). Skyress only swore once, when she told Shun's grandpa that she fucked Shun's mum. Hydranoid has never heard a swear word in his life and Alice is determined to keep it that way.

-Little self-insert shipper Laz would kill current me for this, but it has to be said: Dan, Runo, and Shun are in a polyamorous relationship. Three bisexual icons. It was bound to happen. I could write a whole post about their relationship if I could be bothered. Maybe I will be bothered one day.

-Actually maybe the entire gang is bisexual (except for maybe Alice... we need a lesbian other than the pretty evil Vexo lady). At first I thought about making Julie a lesbian, because then she'd be a pink femme lesbian (just like me fr), but I do kind of like her relationship with Billy, so she's yet another bicon. I've also heard of this dude named Tsubasa Ren that Marucho has a thing for, so *slams fist on table* ANOTHER BICON.

-Okay maybe the Vexos and the Resistance and whatever other fucking aliens they added do exist to me, I'll just ignore their entire storyline and how they fucked over my three leading ladies.

Aight that's it for now. Idk if headcanoning works the same way here as it does in the beyblade world, so if you're upset by me making them autistic and gay, I offer you my sincerest eat my ass.

[forbidding-souda]

Hm yes much deviousness, Very mastermind. Could I request the THH boys reacting to their s/o being the mastermind pls ? ʕ •`ᴥ•´ʔっ🔪 "upupupu" - 🐺

THH boys reacting to their S/O being the mastermind headcanons

Written as headcanons because it could be so much easier to write it cosiseveley or whatever the word is ykwim.

Also i love hifumi sorry

-Mod Souda

Makoto Naegi

❤ Kirigiri kept looking at him - why was she constantly glancing his way? She had been so secretive ever since they were gathering evidence, it was almost unfair. Why did she feel the need to hide something from him? Wasn’t she the one that hated secrets so much?

❤ He was clenching his fists and staring at her back. He was trying to see the answers in her eyes.

❤ Genuinely, he had no idea. He wasn’t like Kirigiri, he hadn’t explored every possibility. There was a protective barrier around you in his mind, of course there was.

❤ But the more and more the evidence started pooling in, the harder he was fighting. He defended you to himself. There was both the sense of my love would never do anything like this and how could I let somebody so evil so close to me?

❤ You would have to admit it. You would have to laugh in his face, so humored by tricking him so he could fully process that you were the big bad wolf.

❤ When the truth settles in, suddenly it is hard for him to breathe. He is grasping his chest, his memory electric as it plays through all of the moments you two had together. How could he not see it?

❤ Were you playing him this entire time? Is that why it felt as if you were perfect for him?

❤ His hands will not stop shaking.

❤ Everyone looks at him with sympathy.

❤ He gulps down his sorrow before lifting his chin, letting out a loud I will prove everything, right now!

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Leon Kuwata

❤ When Kirigiri finally brings forth the true evidence that you have been the mastermind, your teasing eyes glance his way. He meets your gaze.

❤ There is no way he can say I couldn't have known - because he could always tell that you were different, that is what drew him to you.

❤ He wanted to uncover that mysterious part of you, your secretive nature was alluring and seducing.

❤ But this is not what he expected.

❤ “How… could you?”

❤ Though, with all the pain you caused his friends; your friends, he still finds a simple feeling of gratification, because you were the one that helped him live.

❤ He had killed Maizono, he did, he remembers slashing through her, that relentless urge to seek revenge - self defense?

❤ So why had Naegi been punished instead?

❤ He looks at Kirigiri, taking in her neutral expression, the way she is looking at the Monokuma doll and not at you. When his eyes glide back at you, you are staring at him, chin tilted down, a small smile on your face.

❤ “But you are thankful, aren’t you?” You say.

❤ He grabs onto the wooden podium in front of him, gripping it hard to stop himself from running over there.

❤ You continue, “I watched it happen. I knew you would do it.”

❤ Hagakure crosses his arms, tilting his head to the side and leaning in with a nervousness in his voice. “Hey… what are you talking about?”

❤ Leon has remarks, rude words telling that man to bug off, but none of them come out. He just cannot stop staring at you.

❤ You protected him - you have to love him, right?

❤ He tries to shake the thought out of his head. It doesn’t matter if you love him - it doesn’t matter if you love him - it doesn’t matter if you love him.

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Hifumi Yamada

❤ His heavy sense of justice and defense made him more determined to figure out the mastermind than he was at the beginning of the game.

❤ His tongue spits out little to no actual evidence but more empty threats (realistically, at least, or maybe not-) to anyone he suspects to be the mastermind.

❤ But Naegi kept pointing accusations at you - why? Why does he?

❤ The more you try and defend yourself, the more passionate Hifumi gets.

❤ There’s no way you are the mastermind. You help him, you accept him, you let him ramble about his fictional pieces and you even talk about some fictional media you like. He’s never met somebody who was as loving to him - as a person rather than a creator - than you.

❤ His lips curve into a tight smile when you yell at Naegi and berating him and calling him an imbecile.

❤ But the final story - the pieces - fit together perfectly.

❤ Hifumi never stopped defending you, he couldn’t. Even if it made sense that you were the evil one, maybe it was a set up.

❤ He swore to kill whoever the mastermind is, but if it’s you, how can he be so confident? What is he really defending his friends from: his greatest enemy or his closest treasure?

❤ You’d have to admit, say it loud and clear with no faltering in your voice. I am the mastermind.

❤ Brainwashed, then, you’d have to be!

❤ It tears him up inside to think that he was enabling somebody like you, that he let you inside his heart and let you help him get closer to everybody.

❤ Were you making him friends with everybody just to see the despair on his face when they finally died?

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Ishimaru Kiyotaka

❤ There’s no easy way for him to process this information. It’s like a slap to the face - it’s something hard and ruthless.

❤ What life does he live where he’s lost his ability to judge character? How horribly will his grandfather feel once he hears of this?

❤ He watches you as you shout about, both laughing at people for not realizing you were the mastermind and defending yourself from those who call you ungenerous.

❤ You purposely dodge his attention. He tries to call out to you, tries to find a way to reach you but you look away, addressing somebody else, trying to ignore his pleas.

❤ You can’t handle it: his teary eyes and his clenched fists.

❤ He always defended you when people would think you were the culprit. He’s always been there, by your side, supporting you and keeping you safe throughout the killing game.

❤ He risked his life to make sure you were okay.

❤ And each time he did, he didn’t die.

❤ You’ve planned for his death many times, but never has it ever succeeded. Why?

❤ Does that mean the two of you are destined to be together?

❤ If so, then that only gives you more motivation to kill him, and he can see it in your eyes when you finally meet his gaze.

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Mondo Oowada

❤ He knew it - he could almost tell from the beginning of the trial. There was an antsiness that he picked up from your body (the body he stares at all the time, but anyway).

❤ It wasn’t nervousness, no. He’s seen you when you were nervous: the times where he’d pick you up on his illicit bike from in front of your house, or the times where he’d be stealing food from a supermarket and driving away with you sitting behind him. This isn’t you being nervous - it’s an exciting anticipation.

❤ And that’s a horrific omen.

❤ He was quiet, not saying anything unless provoked, and rather than giving useful thoughts he would establish his place with rude offenses.

❤ It made him look the tiniest, more suspicious, though beyond the beratting from Fukawa, Kirigiri was always there to mildly defend him.

❤ He almost wanted to be guilty, that would make things so much easier.

❤ He glances at you, and you glance back with a smile.

❤ He knows - but the thing he’s contemplating is whether he wants to help you to win this game or if he wants to survive without you.

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Chihiro Fujisaki

❤ He was emotional the entire trial, and everyone talking about you possibly being the mastermind? It was too much for him to handle.

❤ He was gripping his hair, begging for it all to not be true.

❤ You even went outside of your podium and held him, brushing your hand against his face, telling him that everything will be okay.

❤ You won’t die, is what you promised, you won’t die.

❤ And he didn’t, he really didn't, though it really felt as if he did.

❤ You were a bit too caring for the severity of your evilness to really set in. You were considerate, even when admitting to loving the death of your friends.

❤ Throughout the entire trial, you were making sure that he was not being sent into a panic attack, you were checking up on him and asking him if he was okay.

❤ It was only increasing his despair - why are you still being nice? What is your true personality - a caring person or an evil murderer?

❤ Are you allowed to be both? Is that even possible?

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Byakuya Togami

❤ It was sexy- no I’m just kidding. Well, maybe not. He finds your morbid attitude to be a bit charming, but outside of that, your direct ruthlessness and carelessness for others is something that he cannot get behind.

❤ You were fooling him - is it because you wanted his money?

❤ The part that he doesn’t understand is why didn’t you just tell him. That could have saved you - would he support you in destroying the world? No, but he wouldn’t have just thrown you in jail.

❤ Something could have been done about it.

❤ Something could have been done to avoid this.

❤ He is more upset at the way you follow your own rules than anything else, why must you deserve to die? He had destined his future with you, he was loyal to you and finally felt as if he was more than a Togami - that he was Byakuya.

❤ More than feeling as if you betrayed him, he feels like he has betrayed you by letting you die like this.

❤ He watches your execution with stern eyes.

❤ If there was nobody else here, he would be kneeling in front of you, kissing your fingers and offering different solutions. But that’s not how this all played out. There is an audience - a group of people looking at him, trying to feed off of his reaction, trying to get a read on him, what are they searching for? Weakness?

❤ He showed you no sympathy the same way you did to him.

❤ But there was a telepathetic understanding, you both trying to convey the same hidden message to each other: I am sorry.

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Hagakure Yasuhiro

❤ What is he supposed to do? He doesn’t know how he is supposed to react to all of this evidence.

❤ Will he be a good boyfriend if he defends you? Do you want him to defend you?

❤ He tries to mimic your actions.

❤ He doesn’t know what to think - there are so many reasons why it is you, and so little reasons why it isn’t. Should he be holding onto faith?

❤ What would his crystal ball say?

❤ So he asks, in front of everyone, “Hey man, you’re not really the mastermind, are you?”

❤ “Would you still love me if I was?”

❤ The question didn’t sound genuine, it sounded like a tease, and it caught him off guard.

❤ He stutters before Naegi cuts him off.

❤ He cannot hear anything else, your response echoes throughout his head. Was this you admitting?

❤ If he genuinely answered, what would your response be then? It is too late for that, he knows, as Naegi is already explaining the origins of your crimes.