#including a cute headband with devil horns

[a-leg-without-fear]

i am predicting the future

[deathmetalunicorn1]

Part 19 Two Year Time Skip

Reader and Ace are the 1st and 2nd to make it first (Making Zoro’s boast of coming 1st go down the gutter since he’s actually 3rd *That doesn’t mean he won’t still make fun of Sanji since he came way later than him*)

Reader woke up to the sound of all her family members voices and is amazed at seeing her family back together again and that they look different (While they’re shocked that Y/N hasn’t changed a day) though Y/N was more shocked to learn it’s actually been 2 Years! (Y/N also really wants to explore to help find the others who are also on the island, if it’s okay with her family, which they tell her yes)

I 110% believe Sanji compares Reader to a Princess from one of the books he read as a child, as she’s sleeping soundly, waiting for her ‘Prince Charming’ to wake her up with a kiss (Only when he gets to that part he becomes furious about the idea of some ‘Homewreaker’ trying to ‘steal’ his cute little sister’s ���innocence lips’ *He gets Ace and Zoro in on it, with Robin wondering if they’re sure ‘They’re not the ‘Evil Dragons who kidnapped the Princess?’*)

Ace/Robin have the idea to actually bring her with them to see a CERTAIN Concert that she might love

Reader tells Brook how she felt about his concert (Like that scene with Eri telling Deku about his concert) is Brook and Robin/Ace are ugly crying from how cute Y/N is

You think there’s an ‘Imposter Y/N?’ But they’re a preteen? (They’re wearing a large headband to cover their forehead and has a fake horn) Said preteen is very mean, rude and has horrible manners and loud? (They dyed their hair h/c or are wearing a wig) But the comedic part is when Y/N meets her Imposter and the Fake Straw Hats as the Fakes and Pirates that joined their crew are all screaming in fear that the infamous and REAL ‘Devil Child Y/N’ is right in front of them! (She’s not mad, just confused with what’s going on and doesn’t understand why some people are dressed like her family members and is surprised someone is dressed like her as well as why they’re screaming/backing away from her)

Reader meets up with Luffy and both are so excited seeing each other again!

Reader is so happy seeing her family back together (And excited for Ace is joining them) and can’t wait to go to Fishman Island! (Though Y/N was worried when Sanji kept getting nosebleeds and even confused about why Big Brother Sanji kept getting them)

-You felt so comfortable, like you were where you belonged as you stirred, your eyes slowly opening. Your vision cleared and your eyes widened, seeing that you were in your room on Sunny, in your bed.

-You tried to sit up, feeling a little weak and dizzy before you heard soft snores and you turned, your eyes widening again as you saw Ace there, sleeping quietly next to you.

-Memories of what you last remembered filled your mind, seeing both Ace and Whitebeard dead, then you felt a big rush of power, then Ace hugged you close after you brought him back, then you were here.

-Ace looked… different- he looked older, his hair was a bit longer and he had a couple of new scars, including the big one on his back, ruining his tattoo.

-You managed to sit up after a few moments and you reached out, touching the large scar, feeling bad that his tattoo was ruined but when Ace snorted awake, jerking slightly before quickly sitting up, seeing you there, awake, he quickly beamed, “You’re awake!!”

-He hugged you so tightly, but it also felt so warm, so happy- you could feel the tears welling in your eyes as you hugged him back, smiling, “Big brother!” he exhaled, relaxing as he felt you hugging him back- you were awake, you were okay.

-Ace helped you wash your face and brush your teeth before he explained to you that it had been two years since you last saw everyone else.

-You quickly ran over to the doorframe in the galley, where you and Ace had been eating and you put your back to the doorframe, lifting your hand to the top of your head before you looked, seeing that your height did not change.

-Ace laughed warmly, explaining that you had been in a coma, your aura surrounding you, putting you in suspended animation, and to put it simply, you haven’t grown at all.

-Ace couldn’t help but laugh more as you pouted, as you wanted to be taller too, as Ace was taller and bigger- it wasn’t fair!

-You then looked up, “Is Luffy and the others back yet?” Ace grinned warmly at you, “They will be arriving soon.” You smiled up at him, looking excited to see everyone.

-One by one they all arrived back on the ship, save for Luffy, Sanji, Zoro, and Brook. Franky arrived first and you were in awe, seeing how big he had gotten before he saw you, immediately kneeling, “Y/N!” you ran out, followed by Ace as you leapt into his arms, “Franky!!”

-He hugged you close, and you were in awe that he was like a robot, telling you to press his nose. You were hesitant, doing that he said, and you fell back to your rear as his hair changed, turning into a big afro and you beamed so brightly, “I’m happy you’re back Franky!” he was quickly in tears, a hand covering his mouth on how pure you were.

-You then heard another voice, “Y/N!” you turned, seeing Chopper running towards you and you beamed, running to him, “Chopper!” The two of you met in a hug, squealing in delight as you both went to the ground.

-A shadow cast down on you as you looked up, seeing Usopp, looking older as well, “I hope I get a hug like that too!” you leapt up, “Usopp!” he hugged you close, spinning you around before Nami spoke up, “When’s my turn?”

-You turned to Nami, before pausing, seeing her just in a bikini top, it made you curious if she went swimming before you ran to her, “Nami!!” she hugged you close and you felt her sag into the embrace, like she was relieved.

-When she pulled back, she cupped your cheek softly, whispering down at you, “I’m so happy you’re okay.” They had all heard about the war, and she had managed to get ahold of Ace, finding out about you afterwards, about the coma, and she had spent most of her time worrying.

-You then heard someone giggling, “Hello everyone~” you turned, your eyes wide, seeing Robin there, she was so much taller and looked so mature now.

-You were frozen, unable to move before you hiccupped softly, tears easily welling in your eyes as the others all smiled, watching this as you finally broke down, “Mama!!”

-Robin kneeled and embraced you tightly, hugging you close, “I’m home Y/N.” you were sniffling, trying to stop your tears- you were just so happy to have them all back.

-After waiting for a while, Usopp gave Ace a lead on where Brook would be, at a concert and Ace offered to go and get him, after he told them that he was joining the crew, something that caused a lot of cheers.

-You asked to go with him, and Ace quickly became the newest victim to your puppy eyes, something you didn’t know that you were doing and Robin, who thought it was amusing to see him fall so easily, offered to go with him as well.

-The concert was so loud, there were bright lights and colored lights and effects everywhere, there were so many people cheering- it was almost overwhelming, holding your hands over your ears as Robin held you in her arms.

-Brook was performing and you were in awe, he looked like a rockstar now! He looked so cool!

-As he was finishing his last song, he saw Ace, then Robin, then in her arms, he saw you, your arms up, cheering loudly for him with a huge smile on your face.

-Ace almost collapsed to the ground, clutching at his chest while Robin was smiling warmly, a tear pricking the corner of her eyes, seeing you looking so happy.

-Brook was able to get away from his captors as the crowd cheered loudly and Ace and Robin ran out to meet up with him once they were a safe distance away.

-Ace was holding his guitar after you leapt into Brook’s arms, hugging him close and he carried you while you were talking so fast on how cool his concert was, “And everyone got so loud, and the colors and lights were so pretty and sparkly and you looked so cool!”

-Brook felt tears welling in his eye sockets before he held you close, lowering his head to yours, his teeth pressing against his forehead, like he was giving you a kiss, “I’m happy to see you again too, Y/N.”

-A terrified scream then filled the air and you all turned, seeing a group of people that were dressed like your family, but it wasn’t them, there was even an older kid dressed like you, with a horn glued to their forehead.

-You tilted your head to the side, confused as to why they were so scared and why they looked so injured before they ran off, “It’s Demon Child Y/N!!”

-Question marks surrounded your head, turning back to Ace, Brook, and Robin who were quickly grinning, thinking it was hysterical that these imposters were so terrified of you.

-When you arrived back on the ship, Robin helped you change into a present that Ace had forgotten about, something from Whitebeard, and you came out, wearing what looked to be a sailor dress over your black leggings, with a red bow on the front, but on the back was the symbol of Whitebeard, signaling that you were under his protection.

-You spun around, a huge smile on your face, “I love it!”

-A crash was heard, and you turned, seeing Sanji there, tears pouring down his face, a light from heaven shining down on him, “A- an angel!!” you ran over, immediately leaping into his arms, knocking him out of his shock, “Big brother!” He hugged you close, smiling that he finally had you back in his arms.

-You then heard a chuckle, and you looked up, seeing Zoro there and Sanji lamented, falling to his hands and knees that you left him as you ran to Zoro who kneeled, hugging you close as you leapt into his arms.

-Zoro grinned, ruffling your hair before he spoke, reaching into his pocket, “I have something for you- Mihawk wanted me to give it to you.” You were confused, head tilting to the side, “Mihawk?” he nodded and Nami told you who that was before you remembered.

-You were a little apprehensive, as he did hurt Zoro, but you were surprised when Zoro handed you the cross necklace, with a hidden blade inside of it, “He wants you to be safe.”

-He put it over your neck, and you smiled, holding it in your hands, “I love it! Can I send him a letter thanking him for it?” he chuckled, ruffling your hair, “Sure- I’ll go get some paper.”

-You looked around, wondering where Luffy was, as he was the only one yet to arrive before you heard, “Y/N!!” you turned, seeing Luffy carrying a huge bag full of food and your eyes went wide, seeing him there, smiling so brightly at you.

-He leapt on the ship and let the bag go, letting it hit the deck before he immediately had you in his arms and you hugged him, “Luffy!! I missed you so much!!” he laughed warmly, feeling complete again, now that he was back to you, “And I missed you Y/N!”

-Ace took a couple of photos, of your dress and of your new baby sword, as you were calling it a baby sword because it fit your size, “And when I get bigger I’ll get a big girl sword!” oh gawd you were going to kill all of them.

-Sanji was hugging you close, “You’re just like a precious little princess Y/N!” you smiled up at him, as you remembered the stories you had been told, “Really? Does that mean that all my big brothers are my Prince Charmings, or do I have to kiss someone else?”

-Robin couldn’t help but hold a hand to her lips, hiding her smile while Nami shook her head, exasperated as Luffy, Ace, Sanji, and Zoro all were quickly surrounded by flames of fury as Ace spoke, “Nobody is going to steal her precious lips!”

-The others were quickly cheering, agreeing to protect you and keep all other men that didn’t trust away from you.

-You couldn’t help but smile brightly, you were so happy to have your family finally back.

-Zoro was holding you as you gave the delivery bird the two letters, one to Mihawk and the other to Whitebeard, thanking the bird who cooed before flying off.

-When Luffy announced that you were all heading to Fishman Island now, after Franky inflated the bubble coating, you cheered, looking forward to a new adventure, but you were also confused as to why Sanji was bleeding from his nose again.

~Hundreds of miles away a few days later~

-Whitebeard smiled, seeing the letter you had sent to him, seeing the photos of you in the dress and seeing the letter you wrote to him, or tried to write to him, ‘Thank you Grandpa! I love my new dress! I want to see you soon!’

-He was almost immediately planning to set sail, wanting to make you happy.

-He then looked at your new bounty poster, a new picture of you in the dress he had given you, with Luffy’s hat on your head, and Mihawk’s cross around your neck- giving everyone the message you were heavily protected now.

-Whitebeard also couldn’t keep the smile from his lips, seeing that your bounty went up again, now that you had resurfaced, seeing 6,000,000,000 beris staring back at him- you made grandpa so proud!!

~Hundreds of miles away in the other direction~

-A rumbling was heard on Mihawk’s island, a smile coming to his lips as Perona was confused, “Are you expecting someone?” he didn’t say anything.

-The door burst open, revealing a comically crying Shanks who was holding your bounty poster, “You bastard!! I want to give her something too!!”

-Mihawk couldn’t help but roar with laughter, seeing Shanks so upset because you were wearing his cross necklace.

-Mihawk, just to be a little extra cruel, pointed at something framed on the wall, “That’s from Y/N.”

-Shanks immediately ran over, seeing a crayon drawing of you and Mihawk, each holding your baby swords and holding hands, ‘Thank you for my baby sword Mr. Mihawk! Now we match!’

-Shanks collapsed to the ground, gloom surrounding him, seeing the connection you had with him before he shot back up, “Wait! You don’t match- you gave her your one sword like that!”

-Mihawk stood, turning towards Shanks, showing off another cross necklace, “When she was so happy that we matched, I had to get another one.”

-Shanks deflated, turning pure white in defeat as he sobbed comically on Mihawk’s chase lounge chair, wanting to get you a present too!!

[saorikuhara39]

Oct 2023 issue of B'sLOG translation Special Feature: Hyper☆Summer Date

Oct 2023 issue of B'sLOG translation Special Feature: Hyper☆Summer Date Feat. Mammon, Solomon

[PLEASE DO NOT REUPLOAD] (reblogging/comments okay)

The brightness of the summer sun pushes us to be more open than usual. To enjoy this fun season, the special feature will be called "Summer Date"! Please look out for the happy summer date plan he chooses ♪

(Characters are given questions according to the place they what to go on a date with - either the beach, an amusement park, or a summer festival.)

MAMMON - DATE IN AN AMUSEMENT PARK

➀ Today is a date with your loved one at an amusement park! What matching items would you like to wear together? I'd think of headbands of the new Devil's Coast mascot that recently debuted, Awoofa*. Puttin' that on and uploadin' to Devilgram is all over the rage, man!

② It's lunchtime at the amusement park! Which do you prefer, the restaurants or lunch boxes? Either one of those shall do, but I'd like to buy from one of those carts over there and walk around while eatin'. Isn't that the way to have fun with them as much as we wanna?

③ Your loved one wants to go to a haunted house! Can you lead the way? BUT OF COURSE???? Why did'cha even bother askin' that???? Huh? Huh???

④ Riding the Ferris Wheel near closing time, you'll do this to the person you love at its highest point…… Hm, I guess I'mma just say what I thought of at the time. Like where's the House of Lamentation, how small the Demon Lord's Castle is, et cetera. It's pointless expecting me to say things that Lucifer or Satan would say. I'm sure they know that too. Oh, maybe I'll ask them if they had a good time with me. That's the most curious thing I wanna know.

*unofficial translation of Garurufa/ガルルファ. No relevant info in the game has been found regarding this new mascot (as of Sep 2023). Note that this should a different mascot from 'Devilcat/デビネコ', a red teddy bear-like creature with horns on its head.

SOLOMON - DATE IN A SUMMER FESTIVAL

➀ Today is a festival date with someone you like! What kind of clothes do you want them to wear? When in Rome, they tell me to do as the Romans do, so it's gonna be a yukata. Wearing something different from the usual can make someone excited, right? I want them to feel excited too, so I'll probably wear a yukata too.

② It's so crowded that there's a chance of getting separated! What would you do? It's unthinkable that I'd lose sight of my cute apprentice, though I might pretend that it would be a natural excuse to hold hands with them. But since I think they might see right through me, I might honestly say that I want to hold hands with them (laughs).

③ At a target shooting range, they asked you to get "the one" for them! Do you have what it takes for shooting? If my partner is looking forward for me to win, I'll win even if the lottery doesn't include a winning ticket. Eh, no magic is allowed? Hmm, even so I'll give it a shot!

④ Watching the fireworks near the festival's end, you'll do this to the person you love whose eyes are shining bright…… Maybe I won't be able to say anything to them because I'd be falling hard for them who is trying their best to watch the fireworks. Maybe deep inside I'd be saying "I'm glad we're able to make good memories".

[bittybat28]

What i think the papa’s would be for halloween!

(i haven’t done one of these in a while so happy halloween/samhain everyone!)

PRIMO: primo is too old to do intricate costumes anymore but he would dress up as a classic devil! he’ll put on a red suit, the little devil horn headband and carry a pitchfork around to poke people in the ass with it

SECONDO: good luck getting him to dress up! Secondo loves halloween for the rituals and sexy things that go on but he’s not wearing a costume and the furthest he’d go is pinning a spider or pumpkin brooch to his suit

TERZO: 1920’s flapper girl! this is his time to shine and he’s going to go all out with the most elegant flapper dress you’ve ever seen. He’ll wear black silk gloves and carry a cigarette holder all night while he recites 1920’s movie quotes and tries to do a transatlantic accent. (yes, he dresses Omega as a mafia boss!)

COPIA: He’s a vampire. and yes he dresses as a vampire every year no question about it. Copia doesn’t like change and that includes his halloween costume! he’ll try and make it scarier every year but he’s never scary and everyone just thinks he looks cute!

(bonus!) MARY GOORE: Mary goes as himself because he believes he’s the scariest thing out there and he spends the night jumping out of graves to scare unsuspecting siblings walking around at night!

[ijustwanttobegolden]

Halloween movie night with Eddie Munson 🍿❤️

Summary: Your metal head angel boyfriend Eddie Munson wants to have a movie night on the best night of the the year (Halloween) but you promised Robin you would go to a Halloween party… it turns into a very eventful night before you can settle for a movie.

Includes; ❤️ Eddie drooling over you in your racy devil outfit ❤️ Lots of Puppy dog eyes ❤️ Dancing to The Clash with Eddie ❤️ A protective Eddie Munson ❤️ A drunk Robin and Steve ❤️ Trick or treating with Dustin and a very cute fluffy ending ❤️

Warnings; slight mentions of alcohol and mild swearing, slight mentions of a serial killer? lots of fluff!

Authors note; It’s not Halloween yet but it came early in my imagination, thought this was really a cute idea. I was going to make it into parts but crammed it all into one. Enjoy! And if you have any ideas or requests, send them in! ❤️

Halloween movie night with Eddie Munson ❤️

Eddie’s deep brown eyes studied you as you twisted and twirled in front of your full length mirror. Polaroids of memories, band logos and magazine cutouts cluttered the edges of the mirror but still left enough reflection in the middle to see your figure clad in a red dress, your arms nice and snug in shiny red vinyl gloves and your lips coated in a bold rebellious red lipstick to match. From the corner of your eye Eddie was practically drooling as he sat on the edge of your bed continuing to stare while you began to apply the last layer of lipstick.. you did one more outfit check, twisting to get a good view of your bum which Eddie would happily confirm looks extremely good in that fiery little dress.

“Looking good princess”

You devilishly smirked. No pun intended. Spinning to face the gorgeous metal head that was your boyfriend Eddie Munson.

“I do? It’s not too much? The red gloves.. the lipstick..”

He shakes his head in disbelief at how gorgeous you are but also at how silly you are. He snorts, snorts at how you always second guess yourself way too much.

You’re about to fiddle with the devil horns, making sure the headband is secure and perfectly in place on top of your head when Eddie jumps up and reaches out to adjust them for you.

He towers over you, the warmth of his breath blowing onto your face and you inhale it all deeply, completely obsessed with him. You study his flawless face, his pale smooth skin, dark eyes and dark curls framing his angelic face. Eddie was breathtaking.. His chocolate eyes never leaves yours as he continues fiddling with the headband but he’s doing it out of nerves now, his fingers slightly shaking.

“Are you okay?” You question more then too quickly.. you always sensed when something is wrong with Eddie and now his face says it all while his expression scrunches into a concerned yet questionable gaze.

He was in a trance for a moment, as if deep in thought then snapped like a twig, almost making you jump.

“Uhhh yeah, yeah! Everything is fine sweetheart”

His eyes bore into your own with concentration while his hands drop to tuck strands of soft hair behind your ears but of course you’re not convinced.

You reach with your right hand to grab his wrist gently and give it a light squeeze to capture more of his attention as if you couldn’t stare into his eyes deeply enough.

“Eds? Really?”

His concerned gaze appears again but then his features soften which makes you feel somewhat relieved.

“Oh you are so precious!” He beamed before wriggling his wrist from your grip and capturing your hand in his.

You stare at him remotely confused for a moment but laugh along with him no doubt.

“You don’t miss a thing do you sweetheart? Honestly.. I’m good! It’s just… well I guess I’m just a little bummed that you are going to some frat Halloween party instead of spending the best night of the year with Eddie ‘the freak’ Munson, the love of your life!” He chuckled out before planting a kiss to your vinyl clad hand.

An imaginary crack ran through the middle of your heart, I say imaginary.. you could almost feel it and although Eddie was only joking you felt awful. You swayed with him for a little bit, playing with the tips of his hair until you remembered that robin made you promise ages ago that you would go to this Halloween party with her and Steve. It was Robins idea for the two of you to pair up, of course she would be the angel… and here you was stood in some racy little devil costume.. you couldn’t let her down now.

Your thoughts eventually faded and you found yourself back in the comfort of your small bedroom and stood in Eddies arms. His deeply heartwarming gaze still concentrated on you while you prepared to do what only Eddie could do best… the puppy dog eyes.

“Come to the party with me… Steve will be there and you two are practically besties now” you pouted.

No response.

“…pleeeeeaaaassseeeeee”

Queue another attempt at the puppy dog eyes.

Eddie rolled his eyes then chuckled full of amusement.

“Oh sweetie, hell no!”

You stamped your foot in a little playful protest but knew you wouldn’t have to argue with him for much longer. Throwing your arms around him gave you more leverage to whisper in his ear teasingly.

“Well guess I’m going to have to fight off all the douche bags who want a little bit of this horny little devil… with a dress like this there’s no way I’m not going to pull…”

You felt Eddies posture tense causing you to giggle.. little did you know his eyes were wide with the realisation that indeed there will be guys all over you, especially in that little red dress. It was one thing you going to a stupid little frat costume party.. but to be going in that skimpy little outfit was another.

“Oh i don’t think so..” he blurts out pulling away from you.

“Changed your mind?” You retort.

Giggles of victory escaped your sweet red lips as his cheeks flushed with heat and he shook his head holding back a mischievous grin.

“You will literally be the death of me princess”

…

The closer you got to the house, the tighter Eddie would squeeze your hand. He trailed behind as you strutted away in front, more in a rush to get inside from the cold then anything. Now and again you squeezed his hand back in reassurance knowing fully well he hated social situations like these.. especially parties filled with popular kids at school. Every so often He would let his anxiety slip away by focusing his attention on your bare legs, your dress clinging to all the right places and those sexy red Vinyl gloves, how did he get so lucky? Though soon anxieties slowly start to creep in again, him being ‘the freak’ and you wearing that dress.. how many guys will he end up getting into fights with?…

Suddenly he starts to question everything, pulling you to a standstill.

“Are sure about this? Can we not just hang out at the movies or watch horror films at mine? Maybe take Dustin out trick or treating or something? I did say I would take him”

You freeze in your position too worried to turn around in case you get caught up in those puppy dog eyes.. you know he’s definitely pulling them right now but still you hesitantly turn slowly.

“I’m sorry it’s just…”

You get cut off, a familiar strong grip has you pulled tight against them, the rings on each finger.. every cold bit of metal can be felt through the thin material of your red dress. The familiar smell of aftershave and smoke fill your senses as a pair of soft lips suck gently on your own, clearly unbothered by collecting red lipstick stains.

You melt into his kiss, it’s like he hypnotises you and your knees give way every time, so much so you have no choice but to wrap your arms around his neck otherwise you’ll collapse.

“Eddie”

You pull away.. breathless and dazed by the kiss, you’ve even forgot about the cold.

“Y/n”

“Eddie” you repeat back breathlessly.

“Y/n… Princess”

His dark eyes, now darker then ever being out in the night searches your own.

For a moment you wanted to cave in but stopped him before he could even speak.

“Save it Munson.. the puppy dog eyes.. the kissing.. it’s not going to work on me right now.. I made a promise to Robin that I was going to this party and to this party I shall go”

“Okaaaayyy fine!” He sulked.

You made a mental note that you would reward Eddie later for being such a good a boyfriend although half of the reason he was coming to this party was out of protectiveness.

You finally reached the house, blue Monday was blaring from some speakers, people dancing and cheering along while the colourful lights flashed and there was a poor attempt at some Halloween decorating.

Yet again Eddie began squeezing your hand but so tightly it almost hurt this time.. you barley made it through the front door. Of course you turn on your heels, your hair swaying like some hair advert and you focus your glimmering eyes on your sweet pure angel of a boyfriend.

His eyes soak up how beautiful you look right now and again the anxiety dies down a little, especially when you say…

“It’s okay Ed, we’ll just quickly say hi to Robin and Steve, grab a quick beer and go, okay? I’m not that cruel” you laugh. “plus I’d rather be spending this night with you, snuggled up watching horror movies”

You both exchange warm reassuring smiles before Eddie pulls you into him, a hug that almost squeezes you half to death.

“Okay, okay!” You gasp with a Giggle.

Eddie nuzzles his face into your neck lovingly like an excited puppy while you continue to giggle, his dark curls tickling your skin.

“Okay Eddie” you laugh, tears trickling in the corners of your eyes.

He just grips you tighter as if he couldn’t pull you any closer into him and plants kisses to your neck.

“Eww get a room” a party goer comments as they brush past you to enter the party.

Not fazed you continue to Laugh completely helpless from Eddie attacking you with nose nuzzles and kisses.

“Okay that’s enough!”

Eddies menacing chuckles rumble through you until he releases you from his grip, the warmth of him fading.

“Actually no come back” you pouted.

He grips you by the hips to twirl you around, pushing you lightly further through the door and into the crowded house.

“Come on princess, it’s party time” he smiled.

Now you were the stroppy child.

As you made your way though the crowd, your destination being the kitchen to grab a beer, Eddies hands would not leave your hips.

His deep dark eyes scanned the groups of rowdy teenagers in an attempt to find either robin or Steve, his height being an advantage. You on the other hand couldn’t see above anyone so Eddie had the duty of helping you find them and he instantly spots them as you reach the kitchen.

“Oh dear… abort mission” Eddie teased with a smile.

“Why what’s up”

You wobbled on your tippy toes to take a look in the direction of his watchful eyes, almost stepping on his white trainers in the process.

He chuckled at your attempt, straining your neck to look over everyone to see what he was looking at until he snakes his arms around your waist.

“Need a lift sweetheart?”

His arms begin to tighten around your waist as he lifts you up to get a clear view.

Instantly you spot two familiar faces, both in hysterics over something and barley holding their beer bottles as the contents spill out. They were drunk, both swaying into one another, tears rolling down their cheeks.

“Robin! Steve!” You call. You instantly capture their attention.

Eddie slowly puts you down and you push through the crowd to get to them.

“Jeez how many have you two had” you laugh as you approach them and they pull you into a drunken group hug.

“I could get drunk just by the smell of you” you coughed, eyes watering as the strong smell of alcohol radiated off of them.

All they could do was reply in laughter releasing you from the hug.

“Hey you brought Munson!” They both beamed in unison. “How di.. did you get him to come?” Robin smiled lazily, ending her sentence with a hiccup.

You giggled at the state of her while reaching to straighten the halo on top of her head.

“I was going to say the same thing but uhhh” Steve looks you up and down.. “I can see now”

“Oh wow yeah! Look at you!” Robin gasped, wriggling her eyebrows.

You roll your eyes with blushed cheeks.

Eddie wraps his arms around you from behind, resting his chin on your shoulder to study your two drunken friends before you.

“So seems like you two are having a good time” he chuckled. His warm breath tickling at the skin of your collarbones and chest.

Again they responded with drunken laughs and giggles only for you and Eddie to roll your eyes in sync.

“Think it’s time for them to go to bed” you commented with a cheeky grin.

“No no no no! We haven’t even danced yet!” Robin mopped like a child. She attempted to pull you by the hand but your feet glued themselves firmly to the ground, hesitant to leave Eddie and not being in any sort of hyped up mood to dance yet.

“I’m not going anywhere yet honey, not until you get me and Ed’s a drink” you motioned.

“I’ll get you a drink but your dancing with me, right now” she protested firmly.

Eddie slips himself beside Steve, the two of them watching as Robin pulls you towards a group of people dancing. She magically slips a beer bottle into your hand out of nowhere and you giggle as she comments on your outfit once more..

“Wow! you look sooo sexy… poor Eddie” she laughs.

A mischievous giggle escapes your lips as you start to move with robin, she holds onto your waist for support and Eddie soaks up the sight.. even though just an innocent act he shifts uncomfortably on the spot, he doesn’t like anyone touching you.

As if Robin is a mind reader she leans in closer to you, putting on a show by whispering ‘seductively’ in your ear.

“Don’t look but Eddies watching you like a hawk.. you’ve really got him whipped for you haven’t you.. could only imagine what he would be like if this was a guy holding you and whispering to you right now”

She sneakily glances at him knowingly until he catches on that’s she’s teasing him. His eyes soften and he chuckles in disbelief shaking his head at her.

“She’s annoying isn’t she” Steve’s speaks out practically leaning into Eddie.

“Touché to that” Eddie confirms, clinking his beer bottle with Steve’s.

You continued to dance while Eddie continued with his watchful eyes but more or less still engaging with Steve, Eddie was always so good at paying attention and interest when interacting with others even though all he could constantly think about and care about was you. Surprisingly Eddie found himself more relaxed by the minute thanks to Steve who was chatting his ear off about random things and the occasional rant about Dustin Henderson and the babysitting duties that came with him.

You swayed your hips, you laughed uncontrollably, you and Robin jokingly flirted a little bit, both of you stood out of the crowd in your couples costumes. The angel and devil of the party lit up the room, of course you were beginning to attract some attention.

“Sorry I only date girls” Robin blurted out, cutting off some guy trying his best to gain her attention.

Your eyes widened in shock at what she said, knowing she still wasn’t 100 percent about coming out yet, the alcohol letting it slip without her realising or giving a shit.

“Robin…”

She laughed it off “hey it’s all good!”

“Hey she’s not interested back off!”

You twirled around to see who she was yelling at.. it was some laundry basket player and you cringed as you realised it was the same guy who attempted to dance with you five minutes ago..

“You should probably step away” you warned, the slightest dread in your voice as you scrunched your face up with a worried expression.

“And why should I do that? one dance and maybe I’ll leave you alone” he tested. Robin scoffed from behind you. The boy loved himself, thinking he was the shit, thinking he could just have his way with you.. he gripped your hips to pull you towards him.

Robin would of easily jumped to your defence but she held back as she noticed a dark haired, dark eyed boy trailing up from behind the douche bag, it was Eddie.

“Are you okay sweetheart? This guy giving you trouble?” His deep raspy voice filled you with a sense of relief but also a sense of dread.. please don’t kill him..

“No, we’re good, he was just trying to get past”

obviously that wasn’t the case but you inhaled and exhaled calmly, Eddie catching on that you didn’t want any trouble and that you was fine.

you looked the guy dead in the eyes, a final warning but the uptight douche bag wouldn’t let you go.

“Would you mind taking your hands of my girl” Eddie spoke sternly.

“Is that Eddie the freak Munson?”

He twists around finally letting go of you only to his surprise that it is indeed Eddie ‘the freak’ Munson standing right in front of him. His eyes widen with surprise and he cackles.

“Well damn it is! That gorgeous thing behind me is your girl freak?”

Eddie scrunches his face, His fists clench until his knuckles turn white.

“Well she just told me to tell you not to wait up for her, she’s coming home with me tonight” he jokes acting all cocky.

“Hey, shut up!” You came to your own defence, nudging him harshly in the back. That only worsened the situation when he stumbled forward and into Eddie.

“Oops” Robin laughed from behind you, you raised your hands to cover your mouth.

“Oh no” you squeaked.

Eddie caught the guy as he stumbled forward, bundles of material of the guys white t-shirt in the grasp of Eddies hands, his metal rings looking ever so intimidating close to the douche bags face.

“Woah whoah, Eddie” a voice calls out, It was Steve’s and he was reaching out from behind Eddie to rest a reassuring hand on his shoulder.

For a moment you were relieved that Steve was there to support Eddie, potentially calm him and the situation until he spoke..

“Don’t worry Eddie, I’m with you on this one buddy”

Both you and Robin rolled your eyes and like the telepathic friends you are, in one Swift motion…

“Hey douche!” Robin called, tugging the guy out of Eddies grip and pushing him away into the crowed, you took a step between them and took Eddies hands to place them on your hips before you brought your own up to cup his face. Instantly he melted into your touch.

“Are you okay?” You question him, searching his face. Worry and guilt built up in the pit of your stomach as you wondered if this party was even a good idea.

“I’m okay princess.. you good?” The metal head angel was more concerned about you.

You nod your head and begin to laugh at how pathetic you both are sometimes, you throw your arms around him and he chuckles out as Robin mocks Steve.

“Don’t worry Eddie baby, I got your back baby” she teases.

“Hey not once did I say baby” he complains taking a swig of his beer but fails to contain his laughter because her imitation was pretty funny.

You all break out in laughter, forming some sort of circle in the centre of the room. It’s like no one could touch you now, you were all on a different level to everyone else and by chance one of you and Eddie’s favourite songs began blaring out.

“Oh is this rock the casbah by the clash?” Robin screams excitedly.

You confirm with a nod letting the music take over your body, Steve and Eddie head banging by each side of you.

“Okay is that a yes or are nodding your head along to the music too” she asks you playfully.

“Both” you laugh.

As soon as the chorus kicks in Eddie takes your hands and whisks you around the room.. your jumping, singing, head banging, twisting and twirling and within that moment Steve and Robin are amazed at you both, almost feeling envious.

“I want what they have” Robin sighs in awe.

The two of you were so lost in each other having too much of a good time to even notice your friends watching you, how crazy you both look but how perfect you are together. Not many understood your relationship but anyone watching you right now would soon realise how your compatibility is unmatched.

You were becoming breathless, puffing and panting from all the crazy dancing, and unable to breathe from all the laughing. Eddies eyes lit up, a playful look on his face as he gripped your waist to spin you around with him once more.

“Eddie stop, I’m going to be sick” you giggled, a hiccup to finish off the sentence.

This only made him spin you again but faster this time.

“Eddddiiieeeee”

Suddenly one slippery step on some spilt alcohol on the floor and you were slipping right underneath each other.. Eddie instantly brings a hand up behind your head and the other around your back to some what protect you and with a thud, your butt hits the cold floor as Eddie tries to hold himself up off the ground as to not crush you.

“Oh my god that was hilarious!” Robin chants, she runs over to you both, grabbing hold of Eddies denim clad torso to help him up as he pulls you up along with him.

“Oops my bad, might of been my fault, I’ve been spilling my beer all night” Steve speaks up embarrassed.

“Oh shut up silly” you laugh as you pat your dress down and notice your butt is wet from where you fell on said beer.

“Guess this is our queue to leave” you continue to laugh ignoring the slightly uncomfortable feeling of your cold damp dress.

“Awwww” Robin pouted like a child. “Please don’t leave”

You offered her open arms and she didn’t hesitate, squeezing you into a deadly tight hug.

“What is up with you and Eddie trying to squeeze me half to death” you coughed.

Eddie chuckled warmly, the sight of you being hugged and loved by your friends made him happy.

“Next time I’ll be the devil and you’ll be the angel” she spoke, letting you go.

“There won’t be a next time” you joked.

Eddie playful fist pumped the air behind you while Steve laughed.

You couldn’t say your goodbyes quick enough, Eddie was desperate to get you home and finally have you alone all to himself.

…

“Hhhmmmm.. rock the casbah.. rock the casbah”

You were tipsy, mumbling the tune and lyrics to yourself as you stumbled into your bedroom. Eddie holding his arms out behind you in case you fell. You began ripping one glove off throwing it back for Eddie to catch before It collided with his face then the other..

“Rock the casbah..”

“Ummm.. Princess..”

You continue to mumble the tune.

“Hmmm.. rock the… casb..”

“Princess” Eddie repeated but it was more of a warning this time.

Before you started peeling off your dress you looked up to notice a dark figure sitting at the end of your bed.

You squinted your eyes before Eddie switched on the lamp knowingly and you shrieked with fright, the colour draining from your face.

“Trick or treat!!!” The figure shouted, voice muffled behind a monster mask.

You recognised the voice from anywhere but you still jump back into Eddies arms, his body shaking with laughter.

“Oh my god! Dustin!!!” You yell as you gripped onto Eddie for dear life.

“Sorry didn’t mean to scare you” he chuckles sarcastically.

“You little shit! What are you doing here”

“Eddie said we could go trick or treating..”

You turn and face Eddie confused and he just looks at you with innocent eyes.

“But it’s late.. we’ve just been to a party..” you stutter.

“Wait…” Dustin blinks his eyes in disbelief…“Eddie. Eddie Munson has just been to a party..”

“Hey, how did you even get into my room, how long have you been waiting here” you question him.

“Ummm.. not long, about an hour.. and the window…”

You’re stood there speechless while Dustin continues to ramble on.

“You know you really shouldn’t leave your window open at night, and of all nights… Halloween night! Really y/n! You should know better! haven’t you heard of Richard Ramirez…”

There was a long pause as you stood there clueless.

“…the night stalker”

You’re dumbfounded.

“Oh jeez!” He sighs in defeat.

“Kinda looks like Eddie” he jokes and he glances at his hellfire club leader with a goofy smile.

You exchange glances between them.

“Well I wouldn’t mind him breaking in then” you deadpanned.

“Well anyway, the night is still young and they are probably giving out the last of the best candy so let’s go”

You quickly jump into your closet switching on the light to quickly change into something clean and warm.. a pair of leggings, one of Eddies oversized hoodies which you’ve purposely left unwashed because it smells like him and some thick sporty socks and converse.

You can hear conversation striking between the pair as you awkwardly bend to tie the laces of your converse before tragically falling out of your closet and onto the small space of your bedroom floor.

Dustin is somewhat horrified and confused while Eddie goofily snorts. A beaming smile of amusement lit up his face.

“She’s a bit tipsy” he states.

“You don’t say...”

“I am not!” You protest, trying your best to pull yourself up, the room was spinning slightly.. maybe you would sober up before your movie with Eddie after you steal some of Dustin’s Halloween candy during your little adventure trick or treating.

…

You all step out into the cold night but Eddie’s hoodie and his arm around your shoulders was enough to keep you warm.

“Okay we need to make this quick, we have a movie night planned Henderson” Eddie spoke.

“Oh cool can I join!” He cheerfully asks.

“No” you both answer firmly, desperate for some alone time.

“Oh jeez okay.. you two can be so mean sometimes”

Eddie dramatically presses his hand to his heart, a look of pretend hurt on his face.

“Are you serious Henderson? Are we not taking you trick or treating right now” you yelled at him sarcastically.

“I know, I know! I love you really guys!” He smiled.

You all began trailing off down the street, dustin’s bag already half full of candy and you glimpse at it every so often.. this doesn’t go unnoticed, Dustin doesn’t miss a thing.

“Eyes off the prize y/n” Dustin warns, glaring at you for a second.

Eddie spits out a laugh, he knows fully well you’ll be getting those sweets at some point of the night.

“I was just looking at the colours on the bag.. pretty” you lied innocently.

“Not as pretty as you” Eddie commented, pressing a quick kiss to your cheek.

You blushed, craving the warmth of his lips, not just on to your cheek but on every single part of your body.

You peered at him to focus on his features for a moment, his brown playful eyes glistening in the moonlight, his cute dimples as he smiled, those soft plump lips.

“Kiss me again” you beamed.

Without hesitation he planted another quick kiss to your cheek and dropped his arm from your shoulders to hold your hand in his.

“You two are so sickly sweet sometimes, makes me want to cry” Dustin comments dramatically.

Deep down Dustin has always been your biggest fan and his two favourite people together makes him extremely happy, which he isn’t afraid to admit sometimes.

“Okay go do your thing kid…” Eddie cheers on, ushering Dustin towards the first door.

“I get what Steve means now by baby sitting duty” Eddie sighs but none the less glad he’s taking Dustin out trick or treating, able to make sure he’s safe and that he gets home safe.

“Awww they just love you” You smiled, rubbing Eddies arm while he looks on at Dustin in the distance like a proud dad. “It’s sweet” you say.

He smiles warmly and looks at you with love in his eyes “they love you too”.

Your heart fills with joy knowing that all of you are just one big family…You, Eddie, Steve, Robin, Nancy and all the younger ones. One big happy family.

“Guys! Look what I just bagged!” Dustin shouts running up to you both.

You peer into the open bag along with Eddie.. large packets of skittles, Hershey’s cookies and cream chocolate bars and chewy wham bars. Your eyes light up.. without realising as if you were possessed, your hand reaches slowly towards the bag, an imaginary beam of light shining from it.

“Uh uh, I don’t think so” Dustin yells, shutting the bag tightly, the ray of light disappearing with the goods. He playful swats your hand away and it finds its way back into Eddies.

A look of offence washes over your face.

“I’m never sharing my sour gummies with you ever again!” You snapped playfully but still slightly offended.

“Wait she shares her sour gummies with you? she never shares her sour gummies with me” Eddie complains in shock.

Dustin looks at him smugly but then begins to rant “only in exchange for information”

Eddie looks between the both of you, one of his eyebrows raises in question.

“What information…”

You glare at Dustin, mentally threatening him and he senses it.

He looks between the both of you, torn between his two favourite people but Eddie is just so scary sometimes.

“Ummm information such as.. what things you say to us about y/n.. umm your plans.. secrets.. feelings.. anything really…”

“Dustin!” You cried.

“How sneaky of you! Both of you!” Eddie gasps. “Y/n! How dare you blackmail..”

“Guys stop! I don’t like it when mum and dad fight” he pleads jokingly.

You both hold in a laugh, eye contact galore and Dustin just stares at you both confused for a moment.

“Okay are you two having like a little moment right now, if so.. good, I’m glad you’ve made up but can we hurry up and move on to the next house now…”

You both grab at Dustin cheeks, pinching them playfully before wondering down the sidewalk to the next house. He rolls his eyes but breaths out a sigh of relief.

…

Eventually you were back home, after you made sure Dustin got home safely first of course.

“Finally!” You breathe, sinking into your couch and slipping your converse off and throwing them aside.

Although sobered up now, you began drifting in out of sleep, no sign of Eddie anywhere for a moment but you could hear the presence of him. First scrambling around in the kitchen, then up the stairs, then flicking through your video collection..

“What are you doing munson?” You question sleepily.

“So you’re awake then princess?”

His voice seemed close but you wasn’t sure where he was in the room.

“Just about” you yawned.

He chuckles softly “it’s been a busy night”.

You smile softly, little did you know Eddie stood admiring you and how cute you looked when you were sleepy.

“Are you ready for our movie? It’s cool if you’re too tired sweetheart, there’s always tomorrow night I guess..” he scratches the back of his head.

You jolt up, almost scaring Eddie half to death. You mentally slap yourself awake, there was no way you was going to let Eddie down, you two planned to have a movie night and a movie night you shall have!

“No I’m awake! I’m awake!” You jumped, your eyes adjusting to the bright light of the living room.

“There’s just one thing…”

Eddie concentrates on you, his dreamy eyes melting into your own waiting for you to continue.

“Can you carry me upstairs?”

For the last time tonight you attempt Eddies famous puppy dog eyes but you don’t even have to try to convince him.

“Of course my love, anything for you sweetheart, it will be an honour to carry you” and he bows down playfully.

He scoops you up from the sofa effortlessly but pulls you a questionable expression as something ruffles around in the pocket of his oversized hoodie that your wearing.

You reach your hand into the pocket and magically pull out two packets of skittles and the Hershey’s cookies and cream chocolate bars that were in Dustin’s trick or treat bag.

Eddies eyes widen and he pretends to do a double take making you laugh hysterically.. looking around you warily before whispering..

“you’ve committed a terrible crime Princess, you could go to jail!”

It didn’t take him long to break character…

“I knew you would get your mitts on those sweets one way or another, Dustin is going to kill you!” He chuckles almost dropping you. You hold onto him tighter and he presses a long lingering kiss to your cheek before making his way upstairs with you.

As he entered the room your eyes widened in shock, tears threatening to spill. “Eddie…”

He lowers you down onto the bed and you sit up to take everything in…

Fairy lights.. candles.. bowls and bowls of popcorn.. piles of fluffy blankets and pillows stacked up to make a forte in front of your tv.. a collection of horror movies to choose from laid out on the floor.

“Eddie this is perfect! Is this what you was doing while I was napping on the sofa?”

He nodded with a beaming smile.. slipping off his denim jacket then twisting his rings between his finger tips nervously.

“You are so sweet Eddie Munson, this is so sweet!” You cried, placing a hand to your heart.

“Anything for you sweetheart, would you mind finally cuddling with me for the rest of the night?” He questions softly.

“As long as you promise to stay the night.. I don’t do horror movies” you laugh nervously.

“You don’t have to ask me twice sweetheart, of course I’ll stay the night” a satisfied smile sitting smugly on his face, his dimples sending you butterflies.

You finally got round to choosing a movie and finally you were snuggled up to your favourite person safe and sound in your blanket forte. Eddie held you as close to him as possible, breathing you in. You could barley watch the film, too distracted by the comfort of Eddie, his smell, his soft skin, his tattoos and when you did pay attention it was too scary or gory for you to look anyway so you buried your face into his chest as he chuckled softly beneath you.

“It’s okay princess”

His soft voice reassuring you every so often.

Though Eddie couldn’t help but unleash his playful side now and again and would tease you by tapping your shoulder or saying that the ‘serial killer was coming’ shaking you playfully.

The way you would react would encourage him more because he loved the way you would playfully hit him or cuddle into him, nuzzling your face into his neck and wrapping your legs tightly around him.

He began to run his fingers through your locks of hair, noticing how you was slowly drifting into sleep.

“Goodnight princess” he whispers, placing a delicate kiss to your forehead but your eyes suddenly shoot open.

“Umm Eddie… did we shut the window?”

Eddie chuckles, planting more kisses to your forehead.

“It’s okay princess, we’re safe” he smiles sleepily.

You couldn’t feel any more safer sleeping in Eddies arms anyway… best Halloween movie night, ever.

[sugar-petals]

hey angel (m)

♡  sub!felix + reader 

↳ The JYP Halloween party is ditched on short notice. That means: You have a down-to-celebrate boyfriend in full angel costume on your hands.

words. 5k 

tags. domestic au, finger sucking, hickeys, latex, corruption kink, fingering, vaginal sex, footjob, harnesses, cunnilingus, kitten antics, edging, aftercare 

★⎡CARO’S NOTE⎦› here goes the cutie on duty 👼

genre. domestic + smut/crack

„So sorry mate,“ Bang Chan’s voice resounds through the speaker. „I thought it could work but… We can’t celebrate tonight. Really sorry, Felix. Changbin and I already got dressed up too, but, you know things got shut down. JYP won’t let us with the Corona rules and stuff.“

„Oh no…“

„Yeah, man. Looks like we’ll have to do it next year.“

„You even prepared the food already, right?“

„We’re handing it out to staff and eat it at home. I know, it sucks. I spent half the morning in the kitchen. I can like keep the pumpkin cookies so you can eat them tomorrow after practice or so.“

„I feel so sorry Chan… and thank you.“

„I’ll be calling Hyunjin and Han now as well. Really sorry we’re cancelling short notice. I hope you’re still having a nice evening bro. Maybe we can make it happen for Christmas.“

„Okay. Cheers mate.“

„Yeah, cheers.“

Felix puts his phone down looking more than deflated in his angel costume, puffs out a big sigh. You can tell he really looked forward to this. Just an hour before, you bothered to sew the wings in place rather than rely on the wobbly back-pack like construction that came with it. 

They’re firmly attached to his white top now, and all for nothing. He glued them together by himself with a pack of synthetic feathers ordered on Etsy for a ridiculous shipping cost, along with a little halo that he clipped into his hair. Which, because maybe it really does sense his mood, dangles low and even a bit lopsided over his head.

„It’s the party of the year,“ Felix flops down on the living room couch. “I can’t believe this.“

You sit down opposite to him, starting to clean off the table where masses of cosmetic products and leftover feathers have piles up.

„Next time, Lixie. We can keep the costume. Poor Chan, he organized the living shit out of everything.“

„I’ll just go and shower, get this off, and stuff,“ he points at his face. Felix applied his own makeup with a little help from you here and there, including some golden sparkles. Just yesterday, he bleached his hair. It’s sculpted down to every strand with hair spray now. Felix unties his sneakers with the little gold stars on. Just before he starts plucking off his halo, you get an idea, pick up your phone from the table.

„Wait— Let’s at least make some pictures with your phone, you put so much effort in this. You look so cute. The fans might want to see it as well.“

„Oh! You’re right,“ Felix stops right in his tracks. „For Instagram.“

After tightening his sneakers again and you making sure the halo sights right, Felix walks around your flat in search for a nice backdrop. You follow, quickly flipping through some filters to try, and adjusting the flash on the camera.

After posing at the fridge — strange idea — and in the bathroom turns out a little awkward as well, you decide that such an elaborate costume needs a themed background, and only the bedroom offers just that. You recently changed the duvet to sky blue sheets with clouds on them. The overall interior is mostly clean white as well, with some thrifted vintage furniture. Fairy lights, heavy curtains, a wooden ceiling. Perfect.

„We’ll caption it as… post your own stay-at-home costume, something like that,“ Felix plops down on the bed, acting as if he just took a seat on the cloud in the very middle.

„Sounds pretty good,“ you press release, and the first picture pops up on your screen. „Can you turn a little towards the light? That the sparkles are showing.“

„Yay, I love the sparkles!“

„Just like this, just like this. Don’t move. The sparkles!“

A five-picture series of more snapshots ensues, with you adjusting Felix’s face a few times by hand, even, turning his chin by sheer millimeters to find the perfect angle. He’s stunning.

„I have another idea.“

„Oh?“

„I remember what I wore for Halloween three years ago. The costume must be somewhere. I think it fits together with yours.“

„What, oh wow?“

„What was it again, wait…“

You already begin to sort through your wardrobe, checking each hanger, each drawer, end up where you store your socks, and finally pull out a larger plastic zip bag from the very depths of all that chaos. There it is. Nice.

„Lix, if you’d turn around for me, please.“

He immediately does. Blushing.

„Thank you, angel.“

You pull off your sweat pants, your grey shirt, socks, your bra. Time to dress up. Only your simple black panties stay on. On goes a pair of scarlet stockings, snug and high. Then, a dark red latex skirt that goes in big circles and flounces, down to the mid-thigh. 

Added: A tight sleeveless peplum top that admittedly… and deliberately squeezes your boobs a little. Not too much. More important is that your nipples are showing right through, and the cleavage is sweeping, every demon would be salivating at your feet. If an angel does: Remains to be tested.

Around your waist and chest and over your shoulder goes a black harness, pulling everything together. Some very pointed, glossy pumps with thin heels complete the costume. They’re not crafted to be walked on in the very least, their balance is terrible. You’re planning something else with them. Cherry on top: Devil horn headband. Really curved and pointy, too. Can’t go wrong. You click your tongue and take a spin. The skirt flares out perfectly. Ready to go.

„Felix, time to turn around.“

He does. You can tell he didn’t cheat.

„You’re, you’re so hot in this,“ Felix buries his face right in the comfort of his sweater paws, hoping they would not give away his embarrassed little face. But — his voice does, effortlessly so.

„Come on, have a look at me. Real closely, angel, come. You’re allowed to.“

Felix gazes through his fingers with what sounds like a little meep! in a much more high-pitched tone than his usual speaking range. He’s cute.

„Hey pum’kin. Miss Lucifer speaking. Where’s the barbecue?“

Felix and you recently agreed that hell must be one big and extremely hot cave where everyone’s grilling and having a good time. Australia, essentially.

„Welp!“

„Damn right. Infiltrating God’s realm one cloud at a time. Any last words?“

„It’s so intimidating!“

Felix digs himself into a mountain of pillows on the bed, with only his eyes and nose peeking out. You shrug, adjust your horns.

„Hm. Time for my first satanic act I guess.“

„Oh no!“

„Wait just one minute, be a sweet and patient boy.“

You leave Yongbok confused given that you’re quick to hurry to the kitchen. However, what you return with puts a giggle on his lips right away.

„Boom. It is served.“

„Yes, yes, please!“

Poufy black cocoa cupcakes. The ones with the cute little ghost frosting on it, and the melted chocolate inside. Felix finds them irresistable since the last Halloween party, to the point where you bake them mid-July. The current set of cupcakes was meant to be a contribution to Bang Chan’s eerie and delectable buffet. As for now, they’re in deep need of someone hungry since you made a lot of them, assuming a post-workout Changbin would devour at least five or more.

„Good move,“ he admits, a little shaky, and you proceed to tray the cupcakes on the bed — stuffing Felix for a solid ten minutes until there’s chocolate all over his face. What you’ll be quick to confess is that you’ve been deliberately messy feeding him, with all the crumbs in particular.

„Spoiled honey bun,“ you plant a kiss on top of his head.

„These taste so good, I swear.“

Next up is Felix who has to carefully maneuver the sweet treats into your mouth without spoiling your outfit.

„If you get crumbs into my cleavage, I can’t put your face in there later you know.“

Fierce nodding.

„That’s the spirit.“

Under your eagle eyes, he proves to be an obedient little cherub doing his job pretty well. The cakes are delicious in how spongy they are, and the liquid chocolate warms up so well on the tongue, it melts even more. You’re more than pleased and have Felix store away the remaining four pieces only after quite a while.

„I’ll have them for Brekkie, woo!“ is what he’s fast to proclaim, and you agree he’ll need them the next morning. Once you’re done with him, that’s gonna count as a hangover even Chan’s wildest party couldn’t give him.

„We’re talking dinner first, Felix.“

At this point, all the sugar is kicking in. Or it’s the chocolate being some kind of aphrodisiac. Whatever, could be either, you’re feeling like you’re up there at the ceiling, and you’re not the only one. Felix coming back to the bedroom so bouncy and cutieful just gets you even more in the mood.

You sit at the edge of the bed, slanting backward just a little. „You look like you need some more corruption, I won’t lie,“ you pat your lap, beckoning. He can ditch wifi because this is his favorite hot spot waiting for him. Felix sits down looking tiny as ever, eyes full of anticipation and his pants full of… big fat late night erection.

„I don’t mind at all, Miss. I don’t, oh my god…“ he mumbles into his nonexistent Aussie trucker beard, and you’re clear that whatever the skirt did to him, his brain must be doing kangaroo somersaults right now. In the meantime, something very eager is poking right at your lower belly. Captain Boomerang already came fully armed tonight and the Suicide Squad isn’t even anywhere near to be seen.

„Oh hey hey, cupcake. Getting really big there,“ you wipe at the curled little corners of his mouth. Some crumbs come off. His lips already twitch the way you know they want to do naughty things on you. He doesn’t seem to notice. Autopilot Felix has already taken over.

„Don’t hurry with it,“ he stares, mouth half-open, but his little grinds prove him a dirty — in an entirely direct sense — fucking liar. Like he’s literally rubbing himself against your stomach.

„Boy oh boy. You’re not even trying.“

„I’m fucked!“ is what Felix soon realizes with the daggers you’re shooting at him through your hopefully very satanic-looking eyes right now. Alongside catching up with his darn hips doing their own thing.

„You are.“

„I’m sorry for grinding, God help me!“

„He won’t. Cuz I’m here on your cloud. Cue stage number two of my demonic plan. Safeword?“

„It’s chocolate!“

„Mh. Good pick.“

The rest as usual. Tapping the thigh, yellow for pause, towels plus water ready, and always double-checking the lube in case of Jisung putting a glass of vegemite under your bed as his latest practical joke. Yes, it happened. It’s a whole new level of demonic. On the other hand: perhaps Felix’ ass could’ve actually handled it, Made in Australia it is. 

„Let’s go honey angel,“ you curl at his hair with a little finger just to tease him a little more. The answer is a little meow, at this point Felix’ communication skills have simplified to kitten vocabulary which always happens when he is nervous and looking forward to something.

Next thing poor Felix knows, his face has entered the scorching satanic abyss that is your cleavage. Literally, you’re burning up. It’s fucking October and Felix has you breaking a sweat from all your horniness (literally, your horns are just that chic) already. Twice the reason to punish the shit out of him. If that can be considered anything near a punishment.

A shower of various „Mh— nh!“ and mewling noises comes to rain down on you while Felix face takes a trip down mammary lane, and that, too, is literal. He’s salivating. So much about rain. Actually, great lubrication. Felix always does things best by instinct.

„Yes, good boy. Great job.“

Now that his mouth is wet already, you’re unceremonious about shoving your fingers right down his throat after he resurfaces. Blushed, hard, and ready to choke himself since he’s already running short on breath. It doesn’t take long until he’s gagging himself stupid and the sparkles under his eyes start running.

„Pretty, pretty,“ you lean down a little, kissing his nose. „Give me all you got.“

„Gh—gch—“

The answer is as slobbery and unintelligible as can be. To a normal human, at least. You’re a demonic top. That automatically means having an Ivy League major in gag noise translation.

„Oh yes, I know,“ you stroke his hair, using your free hand that usually rests at the back of his neck. „Talk to me about it. Exactly what I was thinking. Do go on.“

And he does, louder than ever. If there’s one satisfying sound, it’s this, that heavenly deep voice doing all kinds of nasty acrobatics is making you go crazy. That Felix is absolutely close to cumming in his angel pants is very much clear to you given how the veins and muscles on his neck are having a chaotic Halloween party on their own.

Which includes his tongue taking turns on your two fingers as well. And a wide-eyed Felix struggling, swallowing, holding on to your shoulders with his little feet twitching in their sneakers. Like mad… and you love it. But also — hopelessly sucking and moaning and slurping and squealing until his neck has way too much saliva on it for you not to make it your next target. Felix is so good at this. Way too good.

„Looks delicious,“ you lean in, your hair tickles his ears. And now, you’re busy nibbling, biting a little… and most importantly, giving Felix a wet hickey that will send his makeup artist — my God, you really torture the unsuspecting man almost weekly — into a meltdown. Rowdy and unholy is the look you’re going for.

In the meantime, Felix is still wrapped up trying to hit your fingers at the back of his throat. If his cute bouncy run and rude boner moment didn’t turn you on already, now you would be. The way he’s just sucking in his own spit makes you realize that you won’t ever need a fire brigade for your flat.

You emerge from his neck and raise your brows. Felix is just hard-wired to impress. „Just how much saliva can you produce!“

„Ch… Mnh— Nh…“

Hitting some more complex syntax and consonants there, is he.

„Oh, I get it now. You stayed hydrated during the day. Thanks for explaining, mate. That’s the secret.“

Whether that’s perfectly scientifically correct down to the enzyme theory and shit neither of you can google right now. At least you know that you’re both drenched on either end so that’s that.

Once Felix is so horny from deepthroating your damn hand that he has pull off and yellow-word, you’re already prepared for introducing a new position which you can prepare while he’s gathering himself and wiping off his chin. You hand him a second towel for his neck, and present him a little hand mirror to see how the hickey turned out.

„It’s shaped like, hm,“ he pants, words still slurring a little. „I dunno! It’s really cute!“

„Let me see… No doubt that’s a rice cake hickey. That’s the shape.“

„You’re right!“

And off he goes snapping a selfie with it while you get comfortable on your back, cleaning your own fingers.

„Just don’t upload that one to Insta instead of the cloud shots, we’re not gonna survive another Manager call at 1:15 AM.“

„Can I use your phone for it? That’s where it’s supposed to be on, anyway.“

Felix giggles a little. That cute brat. Always knowing how it’s done.

„Sure babe!“

And voilà, Felix is already occupied setting a good view of his new rice cake-shaped friend as your phone background. Good thing, helps his erection cool down a little, he was about to blow up his poor white pants. The acceptable unfair feat being that he’s just riling you up even more like that on the other hand.

„If you come to mommy now,“ you wriggle one foot in the air, the other splayed on the duvet, knee slightly bent. „Rubbing her pussy and doing your thing, you know how it goes.“

„Angel duties calling! What am I doing!“

At the speed of sound, Felix stores your phone back on the bedside table and crawls over in an instant. He props his chin on your abdomen and blinks.

„Sorry Ma’am. At your service. Never wanna keep you waiting.“

A big smile rouses his cheeks, and you boop them from either side. His peach fuzz is so soft and his eyes are so beautifully dark. You don’t waste any time keeping your skirt down for any longer. Another blink and Felix is already pawing — well, kneading and caressing technically — between your legs. He’s visibly understanding just how wet the whole finger sucking circus has left you now.

„What if I used my heels on your cock, boo. Still no cumming. Just my heels and my lil’ prince.“

Satanic plan stage number three. Felix has gotten to savor it last Christmas and for his birthday, and some time around the holidays in summer.

„I love it yay!“ Felix claps his hands. Baby, baby.

„C’mere then. Just keep on rubbing.“

His arms are fairly long enough. While you’re dragging the slender heels of either shoe right across the outlines on his crotch, Felix, eyes loosely closed, maintains a steady rhythm on your clit with three fingers lined up on the fabric of your panties.

„Oh fucking hell, Felix, shit—“

Whenever you masturbate, that alone would never do. You’d get frustrated after a while. Need more stimulation. But when Felix is on angel duty to keep your pussy soaked, it doesn’t need much to make your clit throb, even with your underwear still on. Guess that God’s little helpers know how to work their magic to make your head spin.

He’s hitting the right spot, with the right moves, and his other hand doesn’t miss out on a single opportunity to stroke at both the in- and outside of your thighs. The touch is so subtle, you twitch. Felix strokes on, delirious himself. His eyelids flutter.

„Fuck…“

Despite the little pause from earlier taking out most of his tension, your heels leave Felix with pants that are even more bulged out. That’s making it easy to direct your feet to jerk up and down at either side. You’d never know either of you would be so into this. Foot fetish and all.

Once he’s edged you to the point of moans, last thing you properly remember is calling it quits with the panties and telling him to line himself up. The heels kicked off, the skirt still on, you decide that unpacking your Halloween treat has been long overdue. You slide his pants down, roll down a pink condom, and grab his cock at the base to glide it all over your wet lips.

„Lix, come fuck me. You got me all horny. Satan is recruiting.“

„With me it’s not sinning,“ he smiles, brighter than the sun and you do right along. It’d be hard not to. Felix truly has the innocence of a virgin, the subtle confidence of an intermediate, the caution of a pro, and the kindness of a real veteran.

„You’re right about that Felix,“ you say, prop your entrance at the very tip, let the wetness do its job. „Come kiss your honey girl.“

And he does. Entering you with care for the right angle, letting your hip do the rest. What’s been circling and sucking your fingers so deliciously is now doing a hot job teasing and pleasing your tongue all over. His lips are amazingly soft and plump, they open so gently and feel electric on yours. A gentle squeeze around your left breast sparks a moan into the kiss from you. It’s Felix massaging your breasts while deepening his penetration, and you can tell the vegemite can stay under the bed today. You can tell Felix is getting more than flustered knowing it was all him who made you this dripping wet.

Even his dick seems to blush in sync. It’s fucking pink and red. Oh wait, that’s the condom. But knowing him and from your viewpoint, it’s still more flushed than before, no kidding. Faithfully pumping in and out of you at its full length now. You wrap your legs around his waist, the thrusts become deeper, shorter, parting you open much more, and filling you out so properly.

„So good. Right there, angel. Just right there. I’m loving that.“

Felix has a great dick. Best handy size, the girth’s comfortable, all nice and bendy, virtually no curve, you can always gyrate on it in any way and even take a complete 180 if you go from cowgirl to reverse (which you’d be doing right now but he’d crush his wings if he were on his back like that so no). Cherry on top, compact but soft balls that don’t steal the show but still do the trick during doggy. They’re whipping up the best cum in the world, so.

The slow kissing goes on and on and Felix tries to walk the tightrope of neither letting your pussy lips suck the orgasm out of him, nor making you cream his cock with shaky legs from all that gorgeous sloppy friction, and the kissing, and his sweet cherry shampoo scent that has your brain in absolute limbo.

With everything hanging by a thread like that, every kiss becomes special and full of a suspense that makes your lips tremble — either set, and Felix can hardly bear it himself.

His little halo is dangling back and forth, and you can tell by his face that all that thrusting has him in serious trouble. And you? Are fucking leaking and groaning, and that little shallow series of first contractions before your orgasm is already preparing you.

The sugar high from the cupcakes is fading, but your adrenaline is sure to replace it. You just want Felix to fuck you more and rock against him, and hold his head, and kiss him. God, his mouth is so warm and inviting, tastes so good like cocoa.

The pace joins yours without any effort, it adapts when your rhythm changes, and it stabilizes everything when you’re currently riding the high of his cock really filling you out so you can clench your muscles around him, feel him and tell him just you wait, I’ll milk you. He’s such a good kisser. You can feel all of your wetness running down your ass like it’s Christmas.

„Felix, I’m overflowing.“

„I’m so sorry,“ he whines into the kiss. „I’ll be washing the sheets.“

„Listen, baby,“ you break the tongue-on-tongue, „you doing laundry is really sexy. But the overflow is the best part. Just look what you’re doing to my body.“

You could ravage him on the spot. He’d probably lose it and cum in two seconds. Holding yourself before the edge is so tough right now.

„Shit… yellow again. Need a moment.“

Felix has to resort to a bit of cockwarming, and you use the little break to rid yourself off the harness. It’s not perfectly comfortable when you’re lying down. You’re about to fling it off the bed that Felix asks to wear it. Oh. Very well. It actually goes as a nice contrast on his white top, and the straps make it easy to adjust to him. And he wants it to sit on him really tightly. Oh again.

You realize—

On you, it’s only a fashion piece. Something random that came with the costume.

On him: It’s kinky.

„Hey hey. You look sexy, pum’kin,“ you pat at his chest. „Look at your waist, wow.“

Your sweet boy. It’s like it’s made for him. So cinched and the exact opposite of his costume. He’s a corrupted, dirty angel now, it’s perfect. With his pink neck and all sweaty face, and his little puppy gaze that will haunt you in your sex dreams because it literally just gets into your pants so much. Oh god, you just wanna cum. You have to distract yourself with chaste images of Felix washing the dishes or writing grocery lists with little hearts and emojis on them but that just makes it five times worse.

The way he puts the harness on with his dick inside you is so mouthwatering and cumworthy, you can’t wait to resume and switch your own brains off on that angel cock. Once Felix is ready to exit phase yellow and resume the session, your hands magically gravitate towards the straps of the harness at this waist.

„Can I?“

„M—hm!“

You have the time of your life grabbing and guiding him by the harness, controlling every thrust. Felix clenches up his teeth from how lavishly his cock is squeezing into your pussy.

„Oh babe,“ you groan out. „Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me. Come on, angel.“

He’s not going to take it much longer. Felix is tensing all over, neck to the knees, it’s a huge shock wave in the making. That climax is going to be like a fucking punch into outer space.

„I’m really at my limit, I’m, I’m…!“

„Cum for me, angel,“ you reach to his neck to bring his lips down again. Your mouths going into shaky contact brings a big soaring moan with it.

„Ahn—!“

You lock lips, his face scrunches up, and you can tell that cum worth of three orgasms is currently pooling into the condom. You don’t belong to the mile high club, but going by how far up this feels, you might as well be. Those sweet shivers. And the little whines. It’s all too much for him, this one got him bad. Felix cumming is like the angels really are singing. With bells and harps and all that shit at once.

After pulling out, the ruined condom goes off lightning fast. Felix’ cock gets some much-needed cooling, but his face is on heavy duty. How he does it after almost getting his lights turned off, it’s a mystery, it must have been six whole loads he shot into you. You’d already be collapsing in his shoes. Felix still being able to put his mouth to work is an act of divine intervention. Honestly though, it doesn’t even take half a minute. Sloppy head from Felix is cryptonite, your stamina comes tumbling down. His tongue just knocks you out with an overwhelming rush of pleasure.

“Oh— yes...”

What is gravity? You don’t know what north and south mean anymore. He laps and sucks you through your high and your legs give up their soldier service. All you see it fluffy blonde strands of hair peeking from below your skirt, a glimpse of the harness, the rest is heavy growling and swearing from all of the contractions and Felix getting raw and dirty Down Under with no fears, literally none, to bury his face and move it around and let his tongue loose. Time and again Felix shows you he’s a swallower. Satanic agenda: success.

For tonight, your pussy will be nothing but glitter, cum, and spit. Swollen like crazy, properly fucked, and tipped to the absolute limit. Felix keeps on slicking up his face completely, and then brings you into the afterglow with his fingers. One at a time, barely adding stimulation. Just fetching you where you are and climbing down. Looks like you’ll share the cupcakes, this is a couple hangover in the making. In Felix’ case in particular. It’s like he signed up for testing a mad scientist’s latest designer drug.

„Wow wow… So you served me choco cupcakes and God’s menu,“ is the last thing he can say in his delirium before falling over. He’s so fucked out and went so wild on eating you, a part of the harness came off. Thank god his nose is so small, all that swiping could’ve broken the bridge and whatnot. And his lips, they’re twice as plump. You really have to compliment in on what his mouth has done today because that was some champ shit.

You’re both buffering on the sheets for a solid five minutes until you roll to the side. Towel… water… forehead kisses. Yes, forehead kisses most importantly. After gathering yourself a little, you pamper Felix into a heart rate around 90 rather than 120. And with the onset of exhaustion for the two of you, that’s not too hard after some minutes passing. Whispering sweet nothings and praise is all you do up until 2 AM and after. Felix is somewhere between worlds, one foot in the door of the dreamland, the other soaking up the care and the intoxicating, thick scent of the room that has a lot of cherry shampoo in it.

At some point. You loosen the harness, pull off his shirt with the wings attached. The halo you unsuccessfully try to spot in his hair. Turns out: It flew off. Felix really must’ve made Satan proud if it fell down just like that. Good job. Felix has earned a title of being a dirty angel now, and by the way he’s chugging water now, a wet one on top of that.

Five tons of spit, six, seven, who knows how many he’s afforded for today. A head pat is not enough, it has to be several, and Felix passes out onto the pillows. As good as you can, you wipe him down, bin the condom, get off his shoes and his half-pulled down trousers. After staggering to the bathroom, your skirt and peplum shirt follows, the stockings stay on, they’re cozy as hell. Last but not least, you remove your devil horns. It feels like they granted you the most unknown demonic powers.

Next time Felix is on his way to making you cum again, you’ll be wearing them, and you’ll last the way you did tonight. Meanwhile, Bang Chan is blowing up your phone because Felix pressed send by accident earlier, but you don’t notice. It just keeps on vibrating on the bedstand and Chris will have to riddle over the rice cake selfie for the rest of November.

Felix dozes with an angelic little smile on his lips and puffs his cheeks in his sleep, his makeup wiped and his hair truly messy. Instagram can wait. Maybe you’ll get to brush your teeth a little later, it usually takes some time until you wake up again and topple to the sink. You huddle together, tuck your sweet baby pum’kin into his second favorite spot at your chest. Ah, the glory of Felix little spooning.

As the last signature, you nibble at his ear, call him your cutie pie, and switch the lights off. You have to listen closely but if you do, it’s like Felix is purring in his sleep. Whatever your own dreamland is planning to launch on you tonight, you’re looking forward to it.

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PS — oh, my good ole fellas, a last cursed disclaimer. i must insist on the following for obvious reasons. vegemite makes for some terrible strap lube okay 😂🇦🇺

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[3d-wifey]

Among Us AU (Students)

I'm picturing this as them being actual characters in the game, not them playing the game.

Let's get the colors out of the way first:

Kiri is red, Denki is yellow, Bakugou is orange, Mina is pink, Deku is dark green, Tsu is lime, Iida is dark blue, Todoroki is white, Ochako is brown, Mirio is cyan, Tamaki is black, and Shinsou is purple.

Best Imposters: Mirio, DEKU, Shinsou, Tamaki, and Bakugou

Best Crewmates: IIDA, Deku, Todoroki, Tsu

Iida is probably the fastest crewmate, so nobody bothers going after him.

Wears the safety mask.

He calls regular emergency meetings as "check-ups" and is very adamant about the buddy system.

Can be seen chopping the air whenever he "thinks" he saw someone venting and when he's arguing during discussions.

Usually takes charge during discussions and if he dies, then Mirio takes charge

You'll probably find him in security watching the cameras.

It's very obvious whenever he's the importer.

He literally never vents.

He sticks to snapping necks and then speeding off so fast you can't catch him on the cameras

But he always gives himself away by getting super defensive when anybody asks him a question

"Where were you, Iida?"

"My location during the murder is none of your concern. I don't have to tell you anything at all. In fact, you can come see me scan in Medbay. Actually, don't! You might be the impostor yourself, Midoriya! Trying to pull the wool over our eye–"

"Yeah, go ahead and vote him out. 😪"

Mina, Denki, and Eijiro all dance around Bakugou while he's doing his tasks like cheerleaders and it pisses him the hell off because he can't focus.

Kirishima picks up any babies or pets that were left behind, even if he was the imposter.

He wears the ninja headband because they look "manly".

He honestly hates being the imposter because he gets so stressed out.

Usually just sticks to sabotaging.

He's really reluctant to kill and when he does, it is super sloppy.

One of those alien imposters that eat the crewmates. 🥴

He doesn't really defend himself if the crew starts suspecting him tho.

"I'm sorry I killed you, Shoto. That was super unmanly. 😞"

Shoto's ghost: 😐

Speaking of Shoto, he very rarely does tasks.

The only reason he's a good crewmate is because he's so quiet, the imposter won't even notice he's in the same room when they vent or kill someone.

Wears nothing but his suit, but can be persuaded to wear the halo.

You'll probably find him just wandering around in the halls, so he's an easy kill.

He's one of those Chaotic Neutral characters that say you can vote them out if they're wrong.

"I think I saw Kaminari kill Midoriya...but I could be wrong. You guys can just vote me out if I'm wrong."

He and Deku are very good at doing double kills and then venting right after.

He kills with knives or by impaling and then just walks off because he forgets he can vent.

But, he's not a good imposter by himself because he's kinda forgetful and doesn't make good arguments for himself.

"Shoto's faking tasks."

"No, I'm not. 😐"

Kirishima, Ochako, and Tsu are really reluctant to vote anyone out.

Everyone hates when they're the last people left because they usually throw the entire game.

While Kirishima and Tsu could be persuaded with evidence, Ochako usually just skips.

"Do we really have to vote them out? I mean...do you actually have proof?"

"I literally saw them kill Tsu."

"I don't know. I'm just gonna skip."

Ochako has to snap people's necks because she's too poor to afford a gun 😔.

Ochako, Mirio, and Mina refuse to kill anyone with pets or babies. They're murderers, not monsters.

Ochako and Tsu wear matching pink flowers.

Bakugou is a terrible crewmate, merely because he throws wild accusations until they stick (mostly at Deku)

“Deku’s the imposter!”

“Bakugou...Deku’s dead this round. 👁👄👁”

He gets so mad anytime the crew wants to vote him out, even if he is the imposter.

"I think it was Bakugou."

"No, the hell it wASN'T!"

"You've just been a little sus, dude."

"I WAS DOING MY TASK THIS WHOLE TIME AND YOU PIECES OF SHIT THINK IT'S ME?!? ARE YOU DEADASS?!💥🖐🏻🤬"

"What are you getting so mad for? 👀"

"I'M "GETTING MAD" BECAUSE YOU BACK ALLEY RAT TURDS ARE BLAMING ME, KNOWING DAMN WELL YOU SAW ME DOING TASKS! I'M NOT THE-"

And he's a petty bitch so he never does his tasks as a ghost. He just grumbles and follows Kiri around.

Wears that backwards hat because he thinks it looks cool, but don't say anything about it or he will take it off.

Now, he's really in his element as the imposter.

🌠Gaslighting: the game🌠

Deku better hope they never get paired up together, because Bakugou will follow him around and report him as soon as he kills.

"Deku's the imposter. I caught his dumbass lacking."

"K-Kacchan? 🥺"

He prefers to work by himself, but he'll corporate with Kiri, Denki, or Mina.

Weapon of choice is a knife because it's hands-on and he really likes to...get into character.

Tsu and Mina are both imposter types that eat people.

They also have a ton of pets and babies with them at all times

Mina will never empty the garbage.

Ever.

She also wears those cute devil horns.

Tsu always does her tasks as a ghost and then hovers by the abandoned babies/pets.

"Has anybody seen Tsu?"

Tsu: 🐸❤👶🏽

She's also really good at telling when someone is lying, that's why she's one of the first killed.

Denki tries his best, but...

"Leave the electrical tasks to me!"

And then he comes back like: 👍🏻🥴👍🏻

Just completely fried.

He wears that posted note that says "Dum" because he thinks its "ironic"...nobody even bothers telling him it's not.

Really reluctant to kill, but he doesn't understand how to sabotage so it's his only option. He just uses a gun because it seems less personal.

"Sorry to do this to ya, dude. But you know how it goes. 🔫😗✌🏼"

Shinsou's power makes him win every game as an imposter. He's basically OP.

"Hey, Shinsou! Did you just vent?"

"Did you?"

"No–"

"Yeah, how bout you come jump on this knife 😼🔪"

Nobody ever sees him because he likes traveling through the vents and it's crazy because no one ever questions him either.

Sleeps in the vents.

He wears the red beanie.

He generally sticks to popping out of a vent, snapping necks, and going back into the vents.

Knows the vent system of every map like the back of his hand.

Sometimes he uses a knife if he's feeling ✨ᖴᗩᑎᑕY✨

A horrible crewmate.

He'll be sleeping in places he shouldn't be.

Like, he'll do some of his tasks, but he's not running to fix the O2 or the Reactor.

The alarms could be blaring and he'll be like:

"I'm sure somebody'll get that 😴."

He never brings anything to the discussion AT ALL.

He just votes with the majority, honestly.

He literally can not be found in the entire ship and you'll only see him at discussions, then he disappears like a shadow.

So, it's obvious that he rarely gets killed.

He only really pairs up with Deku (and he's usually the one that kills Shinsou)

Poor Tamaki.

He, like Denki, tries his best.

Please, God, don't leave him alone.

He tries to stay with Mirio or Kiri when doing tasks.

He wears that little green plant on his head 🥺.

The thought of there being a murderer around every corner stresses him the fuck out, so his hands are too shaky to do wires.

Doesn't like long tasks, they leave him too exposed.

If you think he's nervous during tasks, imagine him during discussions.

It's like doing back to back presentations on a topic you never researched.

He tries to be helpful by adding his two cents, but there are definitely some...big personalities in the group.

"I...think I s-saw orange vent."

"What the hell are you mumbling about?! Speak up, dammit!"

"N-nevermind, it's no use. 😞"

Now, he's surprisingly a really good imposter.

He's one of the few that nobody ever expects.

He works better with Mirio or Kirishima, and while he prefers to just sabotage, he isn't afraid to eat a bitch.

Tentacles come out of his stomach, so he's just waiting in decontamination like:

🧍🏻‍♂️🐙

You wouldn't think Mirio would be a good imposter, but that's EXACTLY what he wants you to think.

He's smarter than he let's on and he plays dumb to his advantage.

"Mirio, why didn't you go to reactor when the alarm went off?"

"I was looking for my buddy, Tamaki. And I got a bit lost."

"Why didn't you just use your map—"

"Heh, we should just skip, right? 😅👍🏻"

Uses his big boy muscles to snap necks and then self-reports.

Says a corny dad joke before he kills someone.

"Hey, What does a liar do after he dies?"

"Wha—"

"He lies still. Heh, get it? 👱🏻"

"😐"

"👱🏻🔪"

Wears a banana peel on his head and I feel like that needs no explanation.

He relies heavily on his quirk to move around as an imposter and a crewmate.

He just fucking pops out of the ground.

This also means he can catch imposters in the act.

He works well with anyone, but he still makes a good imposter by himself.

He really likes the Sked because of the simple design.

Follows people around for fun and his dumbass gets voted off because of it.

Uses his quirk to pop through walls and scare people.

"Hah. Key swipe, huh? 👱🏻"

Always swipes his key perfectly every time.

He does all of the tasks that nobody else wants to, including his own.

"What did you call an emergency meeting for, Mirio?"

"I just missed you guys. ☺"

"..."

"Vote him out."

Now, Izuku is really good in either role.

This is partially because of a little notebook he keeps filled with stats on the crewmates.

It also holds notes on how long it takes to complete different tasks, multiple layouts of the different ships, a list of combinations for O2, etc.

This comes in handy during discussions.

"Wait. Mina, you came from the labs all the way to the office to call a meeting? And you said it took you four minutes to get here while running, but that's, at least, a fifteen-minute journey, even if you ran at your maximum speed. The only people who could get here that fast are Iida, Mirio, and I. But, there is a vent that leads from the labs to storage and you could probably get here in four minutes if you used it. Also, if you saw Tamaki kill Todoroki, why didn't you just report the body—"

"Oh my God, Izuku. Just vote me out. 😒"

After finishing his tasks, he usually goes to admin to keep an eye on the body count. If not there, he'll be taking notes in the cafeteria.

He gets really focused on his tasks, so he's kind of an easy kill.

He has a little green baby on his head and his name is Kota 😌.

The notebook also helps him out when he's the imposter.

He knows which rooms have vents and where they lead.

Nobody ever suspects sweet baby Izuku to be the killer 🥺 no, not wittle baby boy.

Nobody, but Katsuki.

Literally, if there's no concrete evidence against him, hardly anyone thinks it's him.

And Katsuki isn't exactly trustworthy when it comes to Izuku, but he's literally right every time.

The king of sabotage.

He'll hit the lights, lock the door to Electrical, turn on O2, stab someone in the dark, and then vent to the other side of the ship.

As I said earlier, he's really good at getting double kills and then venting away.

He's real handy with a knife, but he has a strength-based quirk so he could snap necks if he wants.

They hardly ever win by finishing all of their tasks, because Mirio keeps following people around, Katsuki doesn't do tasks as a ghost, Kiri doesn't know how to upload the files, Shinsou sleeps through every alarm, Shoto forgets he has a map and gets lost, and Denki won't do his unless Iida chases him around and forces him.

God help these children 😩.

[strawbebehmod]

An important idea I need to share with all of you

Zuko from atla, Rin okumra from blue exorcist, Shoto todoroki from BNHA, and Edward Elric from FMA would make the ultimate quartet of edgy boys with bio dad issues. They need to be friends. Activities between them could include:

Stopping ed and zuko from deciding to live in every hot topic they comes across

While simultaniously blowing all their money on said hot topics

Using todoroki to make freezie pops

Ed using his fire boi friends to make s’mores whenever he feels like

Rin teaching everyone how to heely

Zuko discovering musical theater and never shutting up about it, providing endless hours of entertianment for his friends

Ed having to stop Rin and Zuko for falling for Shoto’s conspericy theories

Rin and Shoto introducing Ed and Zuko to finger nail polish

Rin trying very hard to get them to form an accapella group only to realize Ed is the only one who can actually sing well among them

Tries to form a rock band instead but zuko only knows how to play the tsungi horn and Guzheng and Ed the violin so it becomes the weirdest fucking garage band of all time

All of them like cute plushies you can fight me on this so all of them trying to work to gether to get things from crane games

Hanging out in libraries and trying to help rin with his studies

Everyone insisting zuko share baby druk

Rin making tiny hats for the turtle ducks

Dad angsting together

Zuko and todoroki bonding on spiritual levels for obvious reasons

Regular jokes about rins dad the devil

Shoto’s is the only one accessable atm so them planning coordinated pranks together on him

Zuko teaching ninjitsu to them because rin begged with puppy dog eyes

Rin and todoroki teaching zuko and ed how to text

Rin spams the group chat occationally with cursed memes, ed uses too many gifs as reactions, and zuko only sends turtle duck photos or rants about nobles/theater, shoto is suffering and living all at the same time

As a result they have so many in jokes their chat is incomprehensable to anyone else.

Someone sends 3 ramen emojis and zuko bursts out laughing and everyone not in the chat thinks hes crazy

Zuko vs rin sword battle that gets pretty heated *badum tshhh*

Ed is at their beck and call for alchemy party tricks

Any time their food gets messed up at a resteraunt shoto just holds it to ed to get him to fix it with alchemy

Also uses ed to charge phones

Also zuko has him make little houses for druk and the ducks to rest in

Zuko is the only one who appreciates ed’s gargoyles

All of them crashing zukos meetings along with toph

Toph is an adopted little sister for the whole group and is now living her best life

Rin makes comfort food for all of them when they are sad

They try to return the favor but the best cook out of the three of them is shoto and his signature coffee pot ramen

Rin and zuko bonding over little sibling prodegy issues

All of them holding an intervention for yukio

Zuko and rin band together to sneak alphonse soft animals behind ed’s back

Rin introducing zuko and ed to anime much to shoto’s and the rest of the world’s horror

Zuko wears a naruto headband with pride and keeps relating to antiheros help him

All of them are bi and ready to cry and have a bonding session about that

Making jokes about how ed is the only one who has not seen a banana up until this point

Cross culture binge sessions of trying wierd foods

Zuko is introduced to ice cream and is in heaven

Iroh adopts all of them cause half of their alternative support dads are dead

Ursa too cause all of them remind her so much of zuko

Trying to help Zuko with Azula. Todoroki and Rin bringing in mental health books from Japan to try and do what they can.

Rin tries to actually get to know her cause he relates to being called a monster as a kid. Has kuro cuddle her much to azula's displeasure.

Pact to make sure none of their siblings, adopted or otherwise, end up in as bad of a situation as azula.

Zuko treating Alphonse as his own little brother too

They get along really well

Theres a lot more potential but thats all i can think of for now. Please more people consider this friendship square, thank you.

[douxie-casperan]

some fake fic meme options: cat with the canary / throwing horns / r.b.f. (resting brunch face) [;)]

[Wow there’s like multiple Zouxie here whoops. I hope that’s okay! I’m literally running where my brain will take me and apparently being in pain and a headache means I want fluff. Though I DID write two angsty for other prompts so it could equally be trying to balance that out lol]

Cat with the canary

Archie stares at the box placed in front of him suspiciously unsure if to even give it a nudge with his paw lest it do... something. The temptation to bat them off the counter in a fragrant act of cat-like behaviour is remarkably strong given the literal crowd watching his every move.

"And what is it you have decided to grace this household with this time?" The cat asks not daring to take his eyes lift from the strange yellow things with beady eyes. The wizard merely rolls his eyes paying more attention to unpacking that the dilemma unfolding in front of him.

"Zoe gave 'em to me when I stopped over after getting food, figured you'd enjoy a treat and they're kinda cute to be honest," he answers stuffing more ramen than should be legally allowed into a cupboard far out of reach of a humble feline who would otherwise try and hide them on the insistence of a healthier diet.

"Apparently they come in lots of different colours? Got herself some in pink, naturally. Hopefully there's some goth abominations lurking out there somewhere too."

"What you humans find cute has always been questionable at best." The familiar levels him with a look for the ensuing laugher and fur bristles even more indignant for it.

"Bird chicks I suppose you could call them that, these however I must vehemently disagree."

"Listen if you don't want them I'll eat them all myself they don't have as much good marshmallow stuff over here. I miss flumps they were killer."

Letting out a snort of disgust and knowing well that is not an idle threat he sits on his haunches to pluck one of these mysterious peeps from their nest. Mentally he dithers for a second or two more trying not to squish the horrid thing between his pads and then ceremoniously bites the head off.

Mmm, not too bad actually

~

Throwing horns

Of all the things that had happened to him in literal centuries, having various Halloween related stuff ceremoniously dumped on his head was surprisingly not on the list until this very moment. Literally spitting feathers (?!) Douxie starts shoving the lot of them off onto his lap to find they also included, funnily enough, a set of blue glittery devil horns. Hmn, he holds them up with a quirked brow, really?

"Come on, this is like the one time of year we can dress up and be stupid and you're not on shift or finding an excuse to cover somebody else!" Zoe says with one hand on hip and the other pointing to his face with nails freshly decorated in deep purples to match her lipstick.

"You've skipped out on me three years in a row mister, you're all out of excuses this time and I want you ready for tomorrow night when I'm dragging your ass out to give this town a show they won't forget."

"That's sure a fancy way of saying drinking," he teases taking the chance for a proper shufty through the fabrics. Oh that one has a bitta potential...

"Plus this is the States remember? They think I'm underage."

"Pfft like you've never faked an ID before or the fact people think you're in college all the time Mr. I've got legs for days so I get asked about taking up modelling."

"Hey that was the 90s love, different time. Hasn't happened again in ages."

"Doux, it literally happened last month when we were in Starbucks, you were too caffeine deprived to figure out what words meant and I got stuck vouching for you appreciating the offer but too busy to think about it right now," she answers back scooping up what suspiciously looks like a Lord of the Rings wizard robe run through tie dye and holding it up like a suggestion and a grin.

"Touché," he answers shaking his head as he is absolutely not wearing that thanks. He won't own up to not remembering if that really did happen or not, if they ever go to a chain it's usually because he's too tired to function beyond ordering a drink and about ready to pass out at the first opportunity.

"Well if you're so insistent I be a lovely witch's consort fer a night, how about the lady herself decides, yeah? Within reason because it's not fair you get all the glamour and I don't fancy going it looking like I fought a bin bag and lost."

She fails to hide the faint blush fast enough from the sly grin on his face but it doesn't stop her snatching the headband from his side and twirling it as a distraction letting the shimmering catch the light just so and taking his attention off her before he can try and say something back. Satisfied, Zoe carefully places them on his head while mussing his hair a little to make sure they sit properly before standing back to admire her handiwork. Perfect.

"Hmm, alright... How about to make it fair I run everything with you first and I help with your makeup if you wear these horns? They're kinda cute and they do match your hair~"

He can't see them himself despite trying his best to which is no doubt deliberate but for a smile like that coming his way he'll happily go with whatever she asks. It's sappy and he could not care less what any other soul out there thought about it. So he simply throws a trademark salute instead.

"Deal."

~

R.B.F. (Resting Brunch Face)

"Rough day?"

She looks up to find Douxie hovering above her, tea in one hand and an éclair in the other with his brow furrowed in concern, hadn't even heard him coming let alone asked for anything yet somehow he managed to know anyway. He keeps joking about once a waiter but it's a little weird seeing it actually happening before her eyes.

"What are you even talking about?" she answers back snapping more than she intends while forcing herself to sit back in the chair instead of burying her head in her arms to give him the space for the plates to be set down with a gentle clink.

"Frankly I'm peachy."

To his credit the wizard simply rolls his eyes patting down the branded apron he's currently wearing looking more the part than usual when he works in Benoit's. Must be an inspection or something...

"For one? You've got the murder look, you only ever get the murder look when either I've done something which I can't have given I've been here all day oooor you've had multiple people try and shame the music selection," he says gesturing with his left hand and the other on hip outright abusing the fact he's taller than usual right now to loom like a mother hen.

"... And on occasion That Guy at Hex Tech but you've not mentioned him in a while. I called in my break so scooch over and blame the fact you chose a booth against a wall."

She shoots him an annoyed look but does as she's bid making enough space though not before hoarding the sweet offering he came with. He's mindful in turn to give her plenty of space so she won't feel squashed even though it means sticking his leg out from under the table so as not to bang his knee on the metal.

"I've not killed anybody before you ask but I might have thought about it."

"Uh huh."

It earns him a swat though to her annoyance he simply laughs her off and slides the tea closer knowing it's better to be patient and let her offer up the answers when she's good and ready instead of trying to push too hard when this angry at the world. They've known each other far too long, literal centuries at this point, that they can be as in tune as breathing when it really needs to count and sometimes it makes her wonder if this is what his own bond with Archie must be like? It certainly feels closer than words can give meaning to. The tea is mint with a hint of a fruit she cannot quite place from the taste of it, the heat helping warm her chest as much as her palms curled around either side of the cup. It's comforting.

"It's," she begins, then pauses ignoring  the way his head tilts to one side to show she's got his full attention she can just make out the corner of her eye.

"The new kid actually. Skittish as hell I don't know what's up with him like there's keeping a low profile and there's I'll pop out of existence like Nightcrawler. Literally every time I try and talk to him alone he just ups and bolts you'd think we like bite or something."

A hum is let out beside her seeming trying to properly weigh up his options from the way his head moves just enough for his hair to shift across his face. Zoe takes the opportunity to grab the éclair so she won't be caught looking too obviously and as ever grateful he didn't bother trying to make her use cutlery and instead left a napkin for the future chocolate mess.

"Must be something up, want me to try and grab him for a natter? Mean I'm still an unknown so might be a bit less threatening and can always try the "Look at my cute cat!" angle if I have to. Doubt it's you personally, could just be nervous of all the ladies you got over there that could kick his ass," he says teasing nudging her in the shoulder getting a derisive snort back.

"What's his name by the way?"

It IS an idea, come to think of it, Douxie carries more of an aura of being harmless and he might be willing to open up more to another guy and help get to the bottom of just what's up without it coming across as an interrogation not to mention genuinely being able to say he's separate from the Coven.  She gives the plate a tab with a nail to make more of a show of debating it before finally answering.

"Calls himself Hank."

[semenguine]

hey fuck you gary this memory isn’t yours and u cannot have it

we’re all in the bathroom, climbing out of our elegant, layered outfits, unclasping necklaces, peeling off sheer tights, zipping down dresses, and slinking into sexy little costumes, one-piece, two-piece things. sheer bits and windows and lace. collars and fishnets, cute little pompommed heels. i take my blush and my makeup brush and fluff a pretty little drunk flush onto my face.

someone helps me with the laces of my corset. it somehow gives my teeny titties some cleavage. i slip into my other pair of heels, and put on my small fake angel’s wings and a snowy white velvet choker to go with my velvet heels. 

i look at sam and her beautiful violet lids and her high updo. her nails are stiletto and a sheer baby pink and bejewelled. she was the first to notice my nails, long and flashy brilliant gold. samantha is the kind of person who would have confused the hell out of younger me. she’d really get me spiralling into the do i want to be with her or be her? she touched my nails when she first saw them and went hmmmm. and then she winked at me and got me a drink ( margarita, virgin. )

anyway i go out and sit. there’s a lot to take in. i’m seeing sexy cops, sexy sailors, sexy werewolves, shirtless butches, toned abs, very tight-crotched pants. i make some sort of stupid lustful sound and melanie giggles at me. i clasp my hands and cross my legs and try to remain relatively virtuous. this gets a little more difficult when i look up and catch eden’s eye at some point. she’s shirtless and she’s actually gone and oiled herself up. her muscles are all shiny and just .. hot. she’s wearing very tight leather shorts. i can see her ass and the muscles in her legs and she’s packing something substantial. her devil horn headband somehow makes her hair look all windblown and sexy. i bite my lip. we check each other out for a bit, and then she turns back to her friends. 

this is a lot, i say. ain’t it just wonderful, sam says. i want those baby butches to come over here, izzy says. so look sexy, ladies. we all assume attractive and bored positions until they wander over. they flirt with us, albeit a little clumsily. we like the attention. then i see eden start to come over, and she’s puffing out her chest. uh oh, i mumble. 

hey, what’s the big idea? that’s my femme, you don’t see the ring on her finger? eden postures and preens. she’s probably been waiting a long time to do this. she’s kinda drunk. her voice has got a little swing to it. really.. i start. the baby butch talking to me looks intimidated even though eden is short and drunk and dressed like a male stripper. i don’t have to say anything more, because rue says, oh, ignore her, everyone’s a little hot under the collar for sierra and eden never shares. there are a few incited howls of agreement at this. it’s alright kid, she says, clapping her on the back a few times. 

damn right i never share, eden crows. that’s my femme. hey, terrance pipes up. look at sierra’s claws. eden doesn’t take it up the ass anymore! they erupt with noise and applause and laughter. eden yells SHUT UP MOTHERFUCKERS and stands there looking like she would like to fight but can’t properly pick out who she should be fighting. hey! she says, squaring in on jess, who is the cutest drunk i’ve ever seen in my life. you! motherfucker! 

oh my god, lauren says. we watch. eden playfully wrestles jess. her muscles ripple as they tussle. honk honk, bastard, jess says. she squeezes eden’s nipple. WH, eden’s eyes widen a comical amount, her hands fly up to cover her pects. that hurt! she squeals. jess mimics her squeal. eden tackles her. it’s more of a hug. hi buddy! slurs jess. 

there’s enough alcohol in all of ‘em combined to start a whole new bar, samantha jokes. i am going to say something, then, you look hot, sierra, bessie says. hey baby. she kisses sam, who looks pleased. the kiss turns kind of handsy, i look away and stare at eden intensely hoping she might turn around and give me a handsy kiss too. i’m beyond bothered, i’m making a big dumb mess of myself and the poor chair. people start to settle down. the baby butch has long since realized it was all a performative big deal and is looking at me. i smile at her, turn my head. stare at eden some more. she and jess are just hugging it out, i look away and rub my thighs together. you could tell me i was sitting in a puddle and i’d believe you.

i sigh and put my head down sleepily. i kind of drift off. i start having a truly filthy wet dream. hey, wake up, rue pats me on the back. i startle. what time is it? there’s fear in my voice. it’s only been about 5 minutes, rue says. oh, i am relieved. rue sizes me up. you look like you need some attention, she says. i feel my face grow warm. oh, eden wouldn’t, i start. eden, rue calls. mind if i take care of your girl for you? 

wh, yeah, i mind, eden blurts out. sorry, sweetheart, rue pats my head. i put my head back down, disappointed. i think eden stares at me. mm, i guess. i change my mind. alright, eden says, thoughtfully. i look up a little. she’s looking at me. i wanna watch. whaaat? pussy, jess says. eden punches her in the arm. you sure? says rue. yeah i’m sure, eden says. wait, bessie says. wait.. wait! can i..? she looks at sam. sam shrugs. if eden sierra and rue say it’s fine, i don’t see why not. bessie looks at eden, who says, yeah, okay, and rue says ask sierra, and i nod, kind of embarrassed but also very excited. rue, bessie, jess, alex, max, jackie, and the baby butch that liked me so much, her name is sarah, eden says they can have their way with me so long as she is the last one to make me cum. 

i feel a little self-conscious because people are quietish as they listen to us work out the details and i’m also not sure if they’re going to fuck me in front of everyone or where exactly we’ll go to do this. my god i’d die to be you right now, melanie whispers in my ear. i can’t even believe this is happening. rue scoops me up in her arms. i glance back at the chair. there is a visible moist patch on it. it’s made out of a plasticky like thing anyway. so i figure it will dry. 

you sure about this? rue asks. i nod. you nervous? a little bit, i confess. she carries me into the bathroom. don’t be, she strokes the nape of my neck. we’ll take good care of you. won’t we? she raises her voice. there are murmurs of assent. i am ripe with anticipation. alright, rue says. one rule. think with your brains, not with your cocks. this includes listening to the lady and being respectful and mindful of each other. 

i don’t have a brain, max jokes. leave then, says rue flatly. anything to add, eden? eden is silent for a moment, thinking. all her sweet spots are on top and at the back, she says. she hasn’t got any on the sides. i don’t know if i will ever stop flushing. it’s all about that curve, then, jess says. that stroke, sarah jokes shyly. jess whoops loudly to encourage her. that STROKE! 

you think you’ll need lube, sweetheart? rue asks me nicely. she strokes my hand. no, i say honestly. she chuckles. alright, she says. she removes my wings and then starts to undo the laces of my corset. her hands are warm and soft and strong and tender against me all at once. i shiver with want. rue is decidedly our alpha butch. first of all, she started the whole gala. she blossomed in the early 80s, managed to hit the butch/femme scene at 14 or 15 or something like that even though we’d since been driven underground, got taught by butches from the 60s. she’s 46. and MILFy. and her commanding energy is effervescent. and she is undressing me.

everything is placed deliberately and carefully to the side. she puts a hand on my hip and tugs down my fishnets. she’s careful not to rip them. and then she peels my white thong off me and tugs it down. i can feel the cool wetness on my legs. my fishnets and thong stay bunched around my ankles. i am naked. 

she beckons the others closer, they cluster around me, i kneel. they look at me with desire. eden watches. rue zips down her pants and the others follow suit. sarah looks nervous, i smile at her. the air is kind of cool, it teases me. i press my legs together and then spread them a little so somebody can take me from behind. you ready? rue asks. i nod. 

this is the moment of the photograph: rue roughly grabbing a fistful of my hair and beginning to sharply pull my head down towards her cock, me with my panties down round my ankles, eyes half closed, mouth open, my limbs pulled defensively inwards, bessie, jackie, and sarah looking at me with hungry predatory animal eyes, jess, alex, and max roughly fighting for who gets to own me, eden’s uncaring reflection in the mirror. 

but this is the moment: rue gently takes a fistful of my hair and guides my head down to where we both want it to be. i am chronically unable to suck dick with my mouth open so i’m already closing my eyes. i’m kinda cold, it’s a little chilly in the bathroom and we haven’t really got going yet so i pull myself inwards trying to keep warm. my friends are drunk and horny and excited. before any of them penetrate me they say is this okay? jess asks me if i’d like some water. you’re sure this is fine, you’re sure? alex frets and fusses. max tells me i’m pretty, and eden makes a sort of YOLO face moments before sitting down and slipping a hand into her pants. 

male violence my ass. they are so careful with me. i tell them they can be rougher and they ask me if i’m sure a billion times. they are adorably tender with sarah, who is very shy, and a bit clumsy about the whole thing. and when i suck her off, i admittedly give her a little special treatment just because i want this to be memorable for her. 

i’m leaking fluids down the inside of my left thigh and they wind up pooling beneath my left knee. at some point it all becomes an indistinguishable erotic circle of dicks. i hardly recognize whose is whose. i suck if it if it gets put in front of my face, and i don’t bother trying to recognize by the feel of the hand on my hip who’s behind me anymore. i actually don’t recognize my own moaning as mine for a little bit.  

i am in heaven. but when my voice starts to rise in ecstasy, they all step back. i am cut short, i shuffle my legs, frustrated. then a familiar sensation, eden’s hands, steady and sure on both of my hips. hi angel, she whispers in my ear. her breath is very warm, i shudder and mewl and press into her. she pushes into me and i moan. yes, i gasp. yeah? she rubs and grips my ass slowly and tenderly, it feels so intimate. it both embarrasses and arouses me that the others are watching.

please eden please, i say, legs trembling. eden, eden. she thrusts once, deep and slow. is this what you want? she asks. i gush a little. adjust my legs, trying to feel it deeper. faster, i gasp. please. oh lord, jackie says breathlessly. oh hey, what’s this? eden brushes a finger over my swollen clit. hahhh, i jerk sharply. eden! she plays with my clit absently, i am so slick and wet she’s slipping and sliding. pleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseplease i whimper. pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease and then eden starts thrusting, rubbing my clit with a passion. 

my voice rises, my legs shake violently, it’s like i’m singing. everything kinda buzzes and shakes. all across my vision field are splashes of bright, vivid colour. i crumple, someone catches me and holds me, someone’s stroking my hair, eden pulls out and someone starts fingering me slowly, easing me down from my climax. i’ve never orgasmed quite like that before. hey, rue kneels and rubs my shoulder. i make a weird noise. a sort of nyghah, she smiles at me. thank you, she says. oh man, yeah, thank you sierra, jess says, she’s the one holding me. thank you, sierra, whispers sarah, she’s the one who caught me. bessie rubs my thigh appreciatively, thanks sierra, she’s got her hand between my legs. 

they all thank me. and even though i really cannot speak english at that point, i smile with an abstracted pleasure and i giggle. my vision still explodes with bright, beautiful colour for all the things i am feeling. bessie retracts her fingers after a few more moments. not worth it putting this back on, says rue, she takes my thong and puts it in my hand. i close my hand around it. alex helps rue pull my fishnets back up, max retrieves my corset and wings. rue laces my corset back up. jackie and eden are busy quietly tucking themselves back into their pants. 

i’m still dribbling down my thighs. i cling to rue who’s lifted me up again. we all leave the bathroom. they’ve all got a little swagger in their step. eden wipes spit off my chin. rue puts me down in the chair i was sitting in before. they get a million questions, i get a million questions. but i can’t speak english so i just smile and giggle dumbly. 

hm, samantha says in the same tone of voice that one would say tragic. they went and banged her brains out. i do regain my ability to talk after a bit of time, all i disclose is, it was magical, and i open my hand, still tightly closed before that, and show them my cumstained thong. melanie gasps, they lean in to see. meanwhile i can see max pantomiming some of the dirty details. rue sits looking pleased. jess is on eden’s lap and they are cuddling again. 

the rest of the night is incredible. everything seems a little more golden, a little more wonderful when cast in the afterglow of the gangbang. i float home, an uneven, side to side, wobbly float. but it is something amazing and it’s mine. i get right in bed soon as i get home. eden strips and helps me out of my corset with some drunken effort and kisses me. you’re a dream shaped like a, like a star, she tells me drunkenly, before she goes to sleep. it is nonsensical but kind of sweet. 

[gloctorwho]

my Valentines/Spring ears are all set! The headband I use is fully adjustable so it never gets tight behind the back of your ears as well! If you want a pair like this DM me! I'll be selling them for $20 not including shipping! If you want different wire shapes I can also mess around with that, I was thinking cat ears or lil devil horns would be super cute 💖