#it’s ok they have matching chokers now

[thief-of-eggs]

Headcannon that Sokka carves a water tribe betrothal necklace to give to Zuko for Valentine’s day.

Only to find that Zuko had secretly spent time learning how to carve a water tribe betrothal necklace, and painstakingly carved one for him as well.

[fantasmadelaciudad]

nunca me voy a perdonar x dejarme caer en la trampa de i’m not like other girls a los 12 xq les aseguré a mis papás a esa edad ke no quería quince, y como. 5 meses antes de cumplir los 15 les dije. jiji saben ke si quiero 🤭🤭 Y‼️ si no hubiera hecho eso hubiera podido tener un quince con tema darks :(

[prettyboykatsuki]

lace | (qin che)

♡ tags ; afab + fem!reader ( gendered language + perfomancne of femininity (hair, makeup and nails)), established relationship, reader is not explictly mc, lingerie, loverboy sylus, unprotected sex, praise kink, squirting, sex toys (a butt plug), a very affectionate kind of objectification, creampies, riding (sylus is doing the work tho), 18+

♡ wc; 3.2k (what da hell)

♡ a/n ; this was supposed to be a birthday fic but its mad late. if you're wondering what readers outfit looks like imagine this but its a darker red and she's wearing a little bow choker and her stockings have bows. ok

be nice abt my sylus characterization writing him is so nervewracking lmao

♡ synopsis ; sylus figured you would give yourself to him as a gift, but finds himself pleasantly surprised by how seriously you take that promise.

Arousal blooms in his chest, petals pulled open by your neatly manicured fingers, gently nudged open.

He'd been expecting the gift. He just didn't think it'd shake him so easily. Not that he isn't always charmed by you, but it's been a long enough time that he can handle you. Mostly.

His desire for you is something he can manage without feeling taken off guard.

It's rare he feels that way. Some of his confidence is feigned, but most of it is sincere. Sylus faithfully believes in both his ability to withstand whatever you decide to throw at him, and your ability to surprise him.

All things accounted for - truthfully, he had been suspecting you'd do something like this. Birthdays are important to you, and you like having a reason to dress-up anyhow.

So he was prepared for it, one way or another. He thought you'd do something like this, seen the money come out of his account a few weeks prior. He was excited then - mostly to tease you.

A fair exchange for how he's wrapped around your finger. He'd have made you done a little spin, tiled his head and quirked his lips as he asked if it was all for him. Smile at you lovingly while you glared at him irritated and bashful.

He was excited more-or-less. Now he's... well, maybe he can still call it that. Not nervous, not quite elated - some in between. Nerves suspended in mid-air, the kind of thrill he gets only now and again.

It's rare for anything to make his heart beat this loudly. It's not the first time you've accomplished it, but it never fails in it's novelty.

Just seeing you in your attire is enough to knock all of he air out of his lungs.

The air around you feels different as you come through the threshold of the bedroom door. Wearing a warm, familiar and playful expression - while you're nothing but provocative from the neck down.

You're dolled up from head-to-toe. Hair, make-up, nails.

A full fit of lingerie.

Everything is in a matching shade of maroon. A lace bow is secure around your neck in the same color.

You look up at Sylus with mirth in your eyes. A satisfaction even as you wait in earnest for his approval. You do a little spin, your robe swishing around you. And then you beam at him, all smiles.

"Don't I look nice?"

He almost scoffs reflexively. "You look like something out of a painting,"

Your heels click on the tile floors as you venture to him closer and closer. Sylus watches on silently until you stop in front of him.

"It's your birthday. We can get straight to business, if you like."

Sylus stares at you, slumped against the leather couch. It creaks under his weight.

"It'd be a shame to rip through such precious wrapping," Sylus murmurs, breath-taken. "Let me see you,"

You smile a little brighter. Pleased that he's interested, as if there was a way he wouldn't be. Your heels click when you take a step back, undoing the loose belt of your floor-length robe and let it fall open.

Sylus feels himself draw in a sharp breath as you show yourself off. The smooth curves of your body are all wrapped tightly in a sheer panels of lace and tulle. A bodysuit hugs your figure, balconette bra making everything sit pretty - thick ribbon straps tied at your shoulders. Your thighs are plush underneath garter straps, keeping up a pair of stockings in the same color. Sylus lets his eyes drift, lets them catch where the lace circles tightest around your thighs before they go lower.

At your feet are a nice pair of heels. A few inches high with something fluffy attached - a cute detail to go with your robe. You've got loose tulle gloves that for some reason knock him silent.

Sylus lets you model it for a while. Leans back into his seat and feels his cock strain tight against his pants at the sight of you. All the effort you put in him for makes him dizzy.

You let your robe drop finally, before turning on your heel.

He puts a hand over his mouth when he sees the back. Tries to be subtle. Feels a little thankful that you don't see him falter over it. You're so gorgeous he really doesn't know what to do.

Unsurprisingly he quite likes the view. It's not entirely revealing - but it's more ribbon then cloth. The small of your back hosts a little ribbon corset that stops just half-way - leaving most of your back exposed. Your ass is visible accentuated with more thin lines of red fabric.

You're wearing backseam leggings. For a reason he can't quite put into words, they're what seems to catch his attention most. From the back of your knee - a single seam all the way to the bottom of your foot. A long red-line, with a ribbon bow at the back of your ankle.

It's such a small detail, really. Maybe that's why Sylus finds himself so utterly enamored by it. It's the attention to such little things that he feels so aroused by.

You look over your shoulder, pleased by his silence. A coy, coquettish smile and mischievous air. A sweet scent surrounds you, freshly bathed - something like vanilla and spice.

Is this what being under a spell feels like? Sylus thinks it's the first time he's ever been so entranced.

"You're awfully quiet," You say, warm. A hand on your hip as you turn again, walking towards him. "Not a fan of the look?"

He laughs under his breath. "More like I'm speechless. I'm afraid there isn't a word good enough for you,"

"Are you flattering me?"

"Not at all. Just telling you how I see it," Sylus replies.

You sit yourself down in his lap again like you own it. "You like what you see?"

"Very much so,"

You smile at him, preening under the attention. You're seducing him successfully - but not for the reasons you might assume. You trail a finger down his jaw - head tilted with shimmering eyes. "It's your birthday, big guy. You can have whatever you want,"

"Are you sure that's a smart offer to make? I'm feeling a little greedy this evening, it seems."

Your laugh is warm, a bubbly sound like giggling that makes Sylus smile.

"Isn't it fine? It's your birthday after all," You lean in slightly, your voice closer to his ear. He can feel your hand on his shoulder, manicured nails slightly sinking into his skin. "Plus, I made preparations you know,"

He looks at you with his brows quirked but you just smile at him. You find his hand and hold it, bringing it between your thighs. Sylus' eyes widen as you pull away at the fabric covering your pussy.

With your hand over his, you guide his hand - his fingers where you want them. You use your finger to push his, middle finger pressing past your folds. A noise of effort escapes your lips as Sylus watches you in awe. His digit slipping into you easily, much easier then he can on a normal day. Almost like you—

"Stretched myself out in the shower," You hum, pleased. There's a sound in your voice like you know this is going to ruin him. It's working. His other hand finds your ass, holds it tight - trying to anchor himself as his fingers sit in the wet warmth of you. It's his own movement now. He tests three and each slide in without resistance and Sylus feels his chest get tight with arousal. Fuck. "Took a while. Had to use a few toys to get it—ngh, stretched completely. You know, for both holes,"

"You—kitten," His voice is thick with lust as he curls his fingers in. Feels you stretch. Feels the plug in the other side of you that makes his breath hitch. "That's not fair,"

"What are you saying? I did it for you, silly. Consider it your last present for today. Indulge a little. You always take good care of me, Sy." You're being sweet to him while you're riding his fingers and Sylus wonders when you learned to be like this and if he was always so weak. He's usually composed, even when you're fighting him tooth and nail to not be.

Maybe it's the fact you're not trying to work him up or break him that's doing it for him. You're being coy and cloying, but sincere in giving him a gift.

He feels strangely lightheaded at the thought of you gifting your body to him. Really gifting it to him. Not as a playful bit between you.

Sincere enough to stretch yourself all the way open in the shower for him, to dress up and dry your hair. To pick out a pretty outfit and wrap yourself in a red bow.

All for him.

"Sweetheart," Sylus groans. Deep from his chest, suddenly on edge. You laugh at him lightly and Sylus feels you tighten around his fingers. He puts his head on your shoulders and closes his eyes.

You're breathing with effort as you speak. "Let me finish, jeez. You always take good care of me when we do it, yknow. And you never let me do anything, which is nice but," You pull back and your lashes flutter. Sylus can't imagine living a thousand more lives and seeing anything half as beautiful as you. "Well sometimes I want to. I love you just the same as you do me. And I swear eventually I'm gonna fit you in my mouth—your dick is just fucking enormous but whatever—I'll do it eventually, anyway, the point is -"

Sylus just laughs. It startles you a little, but he can't help himself. Doesn't know what else to do to express how fucking endearing he finds you then and there. You pause, faltering a little. A pout on pretty lips.

"Don't laugh at me,"

"At you? I could never sweetheart. I'm just," He takes a breath. "Mm, what's the word? Happy, perhaps"

"Perhaps? Sylus you're hurting my feelings,"

"Am I?"

"Well...no, but. Don't say perhaps. I can't read your mind and you're making me kinda nervous,"

How silly for you to be nervous when just looking at you makes him like this. He hums, bemused. "Nervous?"

You give him a look. "Well I was expecting you to be more... I dunno... all 'oh, you dressed up for me sweetheart, how cute' like always but,"

He scoffs lightly. "Is that how I sound to you,"

You ignore him. "But you're being all... nice and stuff."

He laughs again and you flush. "Nice and stuff. Am I not usually nice?"

"You're..! Well you are but I dunno. I can't tell what you're thinking today. I feel a little silly,"

"Should I tell you then? What I'm thinking?" Sylus quips. You nod, almost hopeful.

"I'm thinking I've somehow gotten very lucky," Sylus presses a kiss to your cheek. Another at the corner of your mouth "And that, I must've done something monumental in my past life to have you all to myself,"

Sylus puts his lips where your pulse is, feels your heartbeat underneath thin skin. You pause before speaking. "And?"

He smiles a little. "And it'd be a great shame to waste any more time without enjoying my gift to the fullest. I'm saying I like it. Tell me how I should prove it to you?"

You giggle. It's a sweet sound, a breath of relief as you bury your face into his shoulder. Sylus lets his hands roam, sitting at the small of your back as you settle your weight into his lap. Sylus feels spurred to continue. "How could I tease you when you're trying so hard to please me? Do you think I'm so unaffected?"

"It's not my fault I have a hard time believing the big bad boss of Onychinus could get all worked up over little ol' me,"

Sylus hums. His fingers sink into the plush of your hips as he pulls you down - your clothed pussy flush to the outline of his clothed cock. "What a silly thing to think,"

"Oh fuck," You moan soft into his ear, both arms around his shoulders. Sylus likes the way you feel when you cling to him. How you breathe how your hips stutter. "Ngh, you're so hard,"

"All for you. I'm all yours,"

Sylus smiles a little as you grind yourself against him subconsciously. A careless cant of your hips as your body sinks against his chest. Sylus often teases about you being a kitten, but it's because of moments like this. Needy and unthinking like a cat in heat, making it easy on him to pin you down. He can feel you get off on him, feel how your movements stutter when you catch on your clit - shoulders trembling from pleasure.

Sylus presses his nose to your shoulder and lets you get off to your hearts content. Holds your body as tight as his hands can grip when you do.

"Sylus," Your words are long and drawn out.

"What is it, sweetie?"

"Come on," You beg, not all the way there. "Use me already,"

He breathes in sharp, laughing. You really don't play fair.

He doesn't say anything of your request. "You don't have to wait for me. You can take what you want,"

A noise of complaint gets mumbled into his chest as you pull away from him. You lean back where you sit in his lap - face flushed, gloved hands quickly undoing the buckle of his belt and the zipper of his slacks. Sylus watches you through lidded eyes. Hooking your pointer into his boxers, you tug down just far enough to let his cock spring free and pull it out. It stands tall. A hard, heavy weight leaning against his dress shirt. Pre-cum dribbles against the material as it sways back.

The rough material of your tulle gloves makes Sylus hiss. You wrap your fist around the shaft of his cock but it doesn't fit - your fingers not touching.

You lean down as best you can and spit hard onto the head of his cock. Sylus groans as he feels it run down his length. Satisfied, you use your grip to stroke him until his cock is sticky and wet, making a mess of your gloves as they're stained with saliva and cum.

You push his shirt until it's bunched over his abs, feeling them up after you've prepared him.

"You're so big," You mumble. Sylus chuckles.

"Yeah?"

You nod, eyes glazed over. A thousand thoughts run through his mind at once but at the end of each last one is somewhere between adoration and lust.

Without ceremony, Sylus watches you stand on your knees on either side of his thighs and pull the material of your bodysuit away from your pussy. With your free hand, you hold onto his shaft and shimmy yourself down until the tip of Sylus' cock is right at your entrance.

You sink down onto his cock just like that - near effortless.

Sylus moans. It's never easy to get himself inside of you, but you're so soft inside. So perfectly stretched. Warm and sticky and inviting, he groans unabashedly as you sink down on his length slowly. Swallowing him up in a panting breath.

There's barely any resistance, but you're still tight from the plug you wear. You must've been fucking yourself for a long while to get like this and the image is seared into his mind. Sylus can't imagine how long it took you to get yourself like this. Your body never yields to him this easily, at least not until he's had his way with you over and over until you're so pliant you might shatter into pieces.

Sylus feels his body go slack from arousal. A feeling of electricity flickering up his spine as his cock is completely enveloped by your warmth. The head nudges against your cervix as you lose strength in your legs - bottoming out with a gasp.

Sylus growls. It's a low sound, a desperate one. His cock aches, desire welling up in his veins. He lets his head fall back, unusued to the sensation of getting everything in at once. His throat bobs as he hands find your ass. Gripping tight, he catches his breath as he feels you over him wobbling.

"Sylus," Your voice is so whiny like this. So endearingly gone. "Sylus, you're so big. Oh, it's—aah,"

His lashes flutter as he struggles to hold himself back. His dick and usual sense slowly ticking away. He opens his eyes loosely, putting a hand to your stomach before trailing it up - almost near your ribs. His voice is murmur soft. "I'm all the way in here,"

You make a choked noise, falling forward against his chest. "...Nn yeah. Mm. 's full."

He laughs but its incredibly strained. "You're really talented in getting me worked up, you know?"

"I'm not trying to,"

Sylus chuckles. "Oh I know,"

"Sylus," You whine.

He kisses your shoulder. "Yes, dove?"

"Fuck me. Please? Wanna move but I think my legs gave out,"

Sylus laughs again, warmer this time. Fonder. "How could I say no to such a sweet request?"

With you limp in his lap, it's all too easy for Sylus to hold you but your hips and fuck into you. You're almost weightless with your much you've melted into him, stuck to him with gravity.

Sylus is strong. With and without his EVOL. He thinks its a necessary thing to be given all he has to protect.

But it has its other uses.

It feels good being able to move you up and down on his cock like it's nothing. Not really moving his own hips to meet your movements, but holding you with both hands and picking up your full weight before pulling you back down again—while you claw into his shoulders for purchase. It's the first time you've ever been fucked open enough for him to do it without hurting you.

Even though he's fucking you hard enough for it to echo against his bedroom walls. The wet smack of skin to skin, the filthy sound of your pussy being carved into the shape of him, your hips slamming down on him relentlessly. Doing it without worry or concern.

There's something unusually animal about fucking you this way. No restraint, more like you're mating then making love.

It feels good to feel all of you. Feel every single inch of your perfect, pretty cunt - walls trembling on each thrust. Your short breaths and shaky moans, your nipples hardening through the salacious lace of your top and pressing against the swell of his chest.

You just feel so fucking good. You make him feel so good.

"I can't get enough of you, sweetheart," Sylus says, half-way to losing his mind inside of you but trying to keep it together. "You feel so perfect, I don't know if I'll be able to let you rest."

"Sy," Your voice is warped with pleasure, a loud needy cry for him and him only. "Wanna cum, wanna cum on your cock, Sylus please,"

"Touch yourself, sweet girl," Sylus hums. "I'll fuck you until you can't take it, so touch yourself and feel good,"

Sylus feels your shaky hand maneuver between your bodies. Your fingers twitch as you rub tiny circles into your throbbing clit, immediately clamping down his length from pleasure.

Sylus watches you as it all comes down at once. Your body weakened, numb from pleasure as you needily chase your own high. The sound of his name broken on your lips, rocking yourself to match his movements and grind into your fingers.

"I'm cumming. I'm cumming, I'm cumming, 'mcumming,'m—"

Sylus feels it. Your pussy squeezes, grips around the length of his cock like a vice. There's a sudden wetness, a spray of something wetting his abs and slacks. You whimper as he fucks you through the tremors. Fucked entirely stupid, even your thank yous come out slurred.

Sylus follows quickly behind, pumping his cum into you with a deep breath. He can feel it rise up, thick hot white ropes of cum painting your insides. Touching a place he thinks he's only just reached for the first time.

You both pause to catch your breaths as Sylus takes a moment to toy with one of your garters. He kisses your neck, speaking into it.

"Thank you for the birthday gift. I think I'll take my time unwrapping it," Sylus hums.

You laugh tired. "Mm. Glad to know it was a success,"

[newkatzkafe2023]

imagine the wukongs coming home and getting a surprise present from you just before ✨ spicey time ✨ and its a COLLAR~! but not just a play collar but one to wear every day~! what would their collars look like and how would they react to being given a collar by their lover?~ would they be shameless about it and proud? maybe shy and flustered? straight up refuse untill one day just putting it on and hoping no one noticed him wearing it, and im not talking something inconspicuous, this is a full on COLLAR not a choker, his name written on the tags, " if found return to reader " on one of them, along with his spicey time name on one of the tags or even written on the front of it with spikes? maybe him one day being bold enough to let you use the matching leash in public?~ my mind is a wonderland of spicy requests and ideas so know there will never be a shortage of them~!

Property of Queen (Y/n)💋

(Lmk Wukong) He's your little sunflower, and with that, his face would be bright red, but at the same time, he would drool and purr deeply. Wukong would often beg for you to let him hump you into salvation needing desperately to let him bust, that is until you jumped on his hard "Staff" and ride him into the sunrise. Between your collar and stamina and your sunflower screaming his head off with never ending pleasure. Wukong will never be the same ever again🤤🥵

(NR Wukong) Oh lord here we go😮‍💨 He would always be on his knees. Wukong has displayed many moments of shameless behavior, but this.....you would think he didn't have dignity. Fluffy is the name and he would let his mistress take him anywhere on that leash, with a raging boner at that. You would also exploit his weaknesses teasing him, whipping him, make him choke as you destroy his pelvis......he would so have the time of his life. You should probably take a break for his sake🫢.

(MKR Wukong) To the world he is the great sage equal to heaven, To you he is your adorable little sourpatch. Wukong would growl whenever he would wear his dark red collar, much like a mean pitbull that you love so much. The leash is what gets him, though, because that would mean he's completely under your control. His collor would have sourpatch written on it as you would bring him out for private walks. Don't get him wrong, this is sexy as all hell, but he has a reputation and image to uphold and wants to keep it intact. That would be reasonable if everyone wasn't aware already on who's doms him to kingdom come😍.

(HIB Wukong) Ok wow the look on his face was priceless, especially when he found his name Beefcake on it. Well he refused to wear it hating it going as far as to degrade and spit on it, however that's when the impulsive thoughts come to play. He imagines himself on his knees getting in your sweet spot, making him walk on his hands and knees, then of calling him a bad boy and the final devastation having him hump your thicc thighs and not letting him bust🥵🥵🥵 He rebounds to you wearing that collar right away, even going as far as to hold the leash in his mouth. He wants to go on walkies now🤤

(Netflix Wukong) Awwww Your sweet Spicy Cherry hopes you choke him as hard as you can with that collar. Choke him to the point where if your not careful he's gonna make quite the mess in his pants🤤. Of course he's gonna keep his bravado in public saying that collar is all part of his armor. That is until when he gets him the leash comes to play and he turns into a horny little boy, who needs his mommy to help him.

(BMW Wukong) His a huge smirk on his face, he always loved being claimed by you. This would be so hot to him especially when he sees you calling him studmuffin while having him on his leash. He would always bow down to you often kissing your legs and thighs as a king should pleasure and please his wife. The only orders he would follow is yours and that won't ever change, he would also act like a pitbull guard dog for you his sexy queen.

(Destined one)..................🥵🥵🥵 the Destined one's brain would crash upon the pleasure and the humiliation he never thought he would feel. Though the freak in him is having a field day with you bringing him to his knees, calling him your best boy following you around with a boner and a deep blush. Degrading him a bit by calling him a pervert wild having him hump your leg in frantic desire, Ohhhhhhhhh it's gonna be fun destroying him beyond repair.

(Lotmk Wukong) Purr of love and lusty content, especially with the pets and the chin scratches. His collar has baby boy wirr on it especially when he would doze off on your lap, and absentmindedly call you mommy with hearts in his eyes. You would have no problem giving him walks as he would go anywhere you'll lead him, only letting him off the leash to defend you and the pilgrims from danger. After that it's back to his leash just like mommy had taught him.

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[space-mango-company]

Stranger | Chapter 4

Chapter Links: [1], [2], [3], [4], [5]

TW: Mentions of Cannibalism, Choking

Tags: Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen x Atreides!Reader, Arranged Marriage, Eventual Smut, POV Second Person, No use of y/n, Original Characters, Canon What Canon

Word Count: 1.4k

A/N: Ok, so clearly I'm a big fat liar. I'm sorry this chapter also took ages. I think I'm just a slow writer lmao. Anyway, it was fun writing this so I hope you guys enjoy it. As always, thanks for all the lovely comments I appreciate them a lot. Take care and have a good one!

"Where is he?" you snarl as you march through the halls gripping Iassa's choker. "Where is the na-Baron?" Your voice a threat.

"He is doing his morning drills, my lady," Zora, your new servant chases after you, growing increasingly panicked, "he trains with the Warmaster."

You pick up your pace, "Take me to him." When Zora hesitates, you yell, "Now!"

When you arrive, Feyd-Rautha is sparring with who you assume to be the Harkonnen Warmaster in a shallow recessed pit in the center of the training room.

"Where is she?" you call from the doorway, your voice filled with vitriol.

Your unexpected presence catches Feyd-Rautha off-guard and his sparring partner manages to cut his right abdomen through his shield. He growls at the Warmaster and snaps his head to you, "I am preoccupied at the moment, my lady."

"Where is Iassa?" your glare pierces through him.

"Who?" he asks genuinely confused.

Your grip on the choker tightens, "Don't pretend. The servant girl assigned to me. You left this in my room, didn't you?" The realization he had snuck into your quarters while you were asleep quietly creeps on you. "What have you done with her."

"Ah," he tilts his head, ignoring his bleeding wound, "I thought about just cutting her tongue out." A smirk grows on his lips, "but my darlings were hungry."

It was only then you noticed his concubines in the room, lounging in a corner of pillows. Their sharp-toothed grins only stoked your fury.

You scoff in anger, "because she revealed your farce? Are you so insecure?"

Is cocky expression evolves into a glare. "Leave us," he orders, eyes staying on yours. Servants flood out of the room asking with the Warmaster but it seems his pets were exempt from this command. "Why do you cry for a girl you knew less than two days?"

He was right. Why do you care so much? You were hardly 'close' with Iassa. You've had servants on Caladan and you were never particular with any of them. Would you anger for them the same way? Why must you suddenly be a paragon of justice? And at the risk of the Harkonnens' contempt?

When you remain speechless, the na-Baron continues, "You may not be familiar with slaves but here, their death is inconsequential—save for the economics of it all."

"Is that so?" You look at his pets then back at him. Your breath is dragon-like and your tone hardens, "then relieve your concubines."

"What?" Feyd-Rautha's low voice echoes through the room. His concubines hiss at you from their raised platform.

You stand taller, shoulders back, still clutching Iassa's choker in your hand, "If I am to be your wife, I demand you take no other women."

He takes a moment to determine how serious you are being, then decides it doesn't matter. He walks up the steps surrounding the pit and you aren't given time to react before he has your neck in his grip. "You are in no place to demand such things, Atreides." His black gritted teeth at the last word match the darkness of his voice.

Your hands fly to claw at his wrist, "How dare you lay a hand on me." You struggle against his unrelenting grip, "Let go of me!"

He leans down to your ear, "You're a feisty one, aren't you, little hawk?" You feel his hold continue to tighten and panic rises in your chest. Before you can be rendered speechless, you make a decision.

"UNHAND ME."

The Voice echos from your mouth seizing Feyd-Rautha's mind and his hand releases your throat. As you gasp desperately for air, he attempts to recover from the haze of the mental intrusion. When he finds his bearings, you see the thrill in his dark eyes. Witch, you can almost hear him say.

"Aren't you just full of surprises," he smirks.

"And I will have many more," you say bitterly. Straightening your dress, you regain your self-assured stance and meet his eyes with a cold stare, "Be rid of your harpies before we are wed or I will kill them myself."

You don't spare his concubines a glance as you turn to leave. You don't see the way Feyd-Rautha looks at you, head tilted, as you storm off.

You dismiss Zora and lock yourself in your chambers. Sprawled out on your bed, you stare up at the dark gray ceiling and question what could have possibly possessed you to challenge Feyd-Rautha the way you did. You go back and forth on whether or not it was an overreaction but eventually chalk it up to the Atreides' fiery defiance. Certainly, it wasn't the brightest decision but you sense that your father and brother would not have condemned it. Your heart is still pounding from the encounter. And the flicker in Fey-Rautha's eyes—you dismiss the idea that he might have enjoyed it.

You had hoped to hide your mother's training for longer. She had trained you and Paul in The Voice and Prana-Bindu. As a high-born lady, you could have been sent to a Bene Gesserit School in your formative years, but it was decided against due to Baron Vladimir's thinly veiled aversion to The Sisterhood. So, Lady Jessica resolved to teach you in secret. You were grateful for it anyway as you didn't have to be separated from your family. You think about how your mother would be able to continue to train Paul without you. You had always been more adept at The Voice than him. Now, he has the opportunity to surpass you. The thought triggers your competitiveness against your sibling but the feeling quickly melts into melancholy. You miss him. You miss all of them.

Is this to be your life? Married to a twisted psycho who feeds his concubines human flesh and kills people you care about? You sit up and place Iassa's choker carefully in the drawer of your nightstand. You hoped she didn't fear you as she did the Harkonnens.

Your thoughts are interrupted by a knock at the door. You had really hoped no one would bother you for the rest of the day but then you feel the emptiness in your stomach. You had skipped breakfast that day to confront the na-Baron. When you open the door, Zora is holding a covered tray which you assumed, and hoped, to be lunch.

"Would my lady like to eat in solitude?" she asks after she sets your meal at the small table in your quarters. Your heart sinks. She is so young.

"Ah no, I would like you to stay if that's alright." You sit at your table and cut into your food while Zora stands politely to the side. "I'm sorry for yelling at you earlier. The na-Baron—my fiancé—he has caused me some aggravation."

"It is quite alright, my lady," she says, her head bowed low.

After your meal, you ask Zora to fetch you various projections on the planet of Giedi Prime from the Harkonnen archives. You were hesitant to make the request considering the fate of your last servant but you hoped you managed to convince Feyd-Rautha you were not to be trifled with. Besides, what harm could you do by learning about flora and fauna.

You spent the rest of the day watching informative holograms about your new home's ecology and biodiversity. Apparently, one of the planet's greatest exports is wood from the Pilingitam tree which is prized for its pliability when freshly cut but sturdy hardness once aged and dried. It was also anti-fungal and naturally fire-resistant. It was a surprise you didn't see much of it. Everything in the fortress was cold stone and concrete. You wonder how beautiful furniture made out of Pilingitam must be when carved by a skilled artist.

That night, you make sure to lock your door and fall asleep to images of sprawling landscapes.

The following day was similarly spent, watching projections about Giedi Prime's geographical features. You were left undisturbed save for Zora's quiet knocks on your door to serve your meals. Your life as a baroness is days away so you might as well educate yourself. Although, you suppose you should probably focus on politics and history more than the planet's Obsidian Planes but you weren't really in the mood to learn of the Harkonnens' gruesome past right now. You would cross that bridge when you got there.

Come evening, you hear an unfamiliar knock at your door. Zora had already brought you dinner earlier so you are wary as you crack open the door.

"Hello, little hawk." Feyd-Rautha's tall figure looms past the doorway.

You stare him down, making no move to let him in.

He tilts his head slightly, "Would you really kill my darlings?"

Chapter Links: [1], [2], [3], [4], [5]

Taglist: @torchbearerkyle @austinswhitewolf @dreamlandcreations @emeraldsgirl @strawberryfieldsforevermore @bornslippys @vexis-world @aoi-targaryen @alexandrainlove

[queenendless]

👻🦇🎃 Spooky Lovin' (Various JJK ft Adult!SatoSugu x Adult!Female!Reader) 🎃🦇👻

A/N: Just my headcannon on an imagined scenario with the JJK cast celebrating Halloween together and they're all A-OK and happy and 😭🤧❤️‍🩹 There are ships/pairings in this here and there plus the costumes I thought of for them all that took forever to think of! Spooky romantic fluff. Cause writing that vampire AU 18+ piece is ... hard.

Pairings: Yuji x Megumi, Nobara x Maki, Yuta x Rika with hints of Yuta x Toge, Kokichi x Miwa, Shoko x Utahime, Nanami x Haibara, Mai x Momo, Yuki x Choso, and Satoru x Suguru x Fem!Reader at the end.

All credit for JJK cast goes to Gege.

* Please DON'T plagarize, translate, or repost my FANFIC content. Reblog, like, and follow instead.

I hope you enjoy. And —

HAPPY HALLOWEEN~!

THE CAST'S HALLOWEEN ATTIRE!

🎃Yuji in a tiger onsie and his usual sneakers with black face paint on for the whiskers and the nose.

🎃Megumi as wolf boi with just a wolf ears headband on … he was willing to put those on for his Yuji bae and that's all you're getting.

🎃Nobara as OUAT Aurora with a sword because she is a cute badass.

🎃Maki as OUAT Mulan because I like her warrior armored suit. Blame the fanarts I've seen.

*Plus seeing fanart of those OUAT girls together made something click.

🎃Toge as the Mummy. Better that than automatically putting him in a sushi roll suit.

🎃Panda as Frankenstein's Monster. In the torn up black Frankenstein jacket, stitches painted on, Frankenstein bowler head wig, and bolts in the neck. It was either this or Killer bear.

🎃Yaga as Dr Frankenstein. Labcoat, gloves but with his shades still on. Makes perfect sense.

🎃Yuta as Bendy the Dancing Demon.

🎃Rika as Alice Angel

*They both start off cute then become quite terrifying but in the best way.

🎃Kokichi as Victor from The Corpse Bride.

🎃Miwa as Emily THE Corpse Bride.

🎃Nanami as Captain America cause I got the idea from @TimieTate on twitter. But he keeps said cap off. He'll keep the shield just to see the fanboy within faces Yu, Yuji and Ino come to life.

🎃Yu Haibara as Iron Man cause I like Stony and it all fits now. Also he used face paint to add in the beard goatee combo.

🎃Ino as a zombie with the usual horror makeup with green skin, bloody cuts, and he's a cutie wanting brains~

🎃Shoko as Sally

🎃Utahime as Genderbent Jack Skellington with a Zero plushie.

🎃Momo as Sabrina the Teenage Witch. Just the poofy velvety black dress, witch's hat, It was the broom's fault.

🎃Mai as Salem Saberhagen/Cat. It's just in a velour jumpsuit with an attached tail, layered choker necklace, cat ear headband, and ankle boots.

🎃Todo as a crossdressed Takada … cause why not.

🎃Choso as Netflix's Castlevania Dracula, with his hair loose to match. Also because of the whole blood thing.

🎃Yuki as Lisa Tepes also from Netflix's Castlevania cause they're both independent and stubborn and it just made sense to have them pair up.

🎃Riko as Wednesday Adams

🎃Kuroi as Morticia Adams

🎃Toji and Shiu as Sam and Dean Winchester. Just wearing leather jackets, rustic shirts, torn jeans and boots for the rugged look. Doesn't matter who's dressed as who. They can both make either roles work.

🎃Noritoshi Kamo as Hellsing's Alucard

🎃Junpei as Ash Williams. OG Classic. With detachable chainsaw toy hand.

🎃Nanako as Mitsuri Kanroji

🎃Mimiko as Nezuko

🎃Tsumiki as Shinobu

*They all got the wigs and custom made toy Nichirin swords. Also because Tsumiki and Shinobu share the same seiyuu. It was either her or Yor from SPY X FAMILY. Lord knows Gojo, Geto and Megumi would never want to see this girl in that kinda getup; overprotective they are.

🎃Mei as Disney OG Ursula. They both have white hair and do business with high rewarding profits. I had trouble figuring out a costume for Mei, okay!?

🎃Ui as a Flotsam Jetsam Mashup. Devoted brother/minion, so be it.

🎃Kusakabe as a Scarecrow. Apparently he's a fearful man that is courageous when it counts. It all fits.

🎃Akari Nitta as OG Disney Cinderella. Cause why not? It's cute!

🎃Ijichi as Zorro. Be a brave badass, my man!

*Those two are doing a callback to A Cinderella Story; the OG one, where Sam is Cindy and Carter is Zorro. Ergo, neither pair are couples.

🎃Arata Nitta as just a bedsheet ghost. He's timid as hell according to his wiki so there.

🎃Satoru as Wassup Ghostface

🎃Suguru as Viper Ghostface

🎃You as OG Ghostface

*Cause I gotta put my favorite horror character of all time in this and seeing fanart of them as Ghostface is a big turn on~! Plus Gojo gives Wassup vibes. And Viper looked so cool for Geto. And yes you be representing the OG!

🎃👻🦇 🎃 👻🦇🎃 👻🦇🎃👻🦇🎃👻🦇🎃

Fall has come.

Warm colored leaves whisking in the cold blowing winds.

And so much rambunctious chatter teemed the atmosphere.

The annual Halloween carnival fair has arrived.

"Fushiguro! Let's go on that ride next!" Yuji cheered enthusiastically as the pair rode the flaming pumpkin head shaped go bumper car.

"Fine fine! Just keep your eyes on the – ACK!" Megumi grabbed those mochi cheeks of Yuji's to make him face forward, both jerking forward as they got slammed in up front by another go cart.

"Itadori-kun! Eyes on the road!" Junpei laughed.

"You two can get it on later, ya know~" Ino teased, grinning, innuendo jokes going hard.

"Ino-san, please don't egg him on." Megumi grumbled, bashfully avoiding eye contact.

"If he wants to, sure." Yuji made it all seem so simple.

"WHAT!?" All three exclaimed in shock, startling the other drivers and passerby, earning him a hard yank on his tiger hood.

Mingling outside a food booth

"Mmm, umai~!" Nobara's eyes lit up with actual stars in them as she eyed her crepe with bat and spider sprinkles paired with chocolate sauce. "Delicious and Insta-worthy~! Maki-san, what do you think?"

She smacked her lips in afterthought, eyeing the"With the black and orange dyed cone, matching sherbert ice cream gave off that spooky pizzazz to put one in the festive mood "Not bad. Too much though."

"Hmm … then finding the best cammable sweets for Maki-san is our goal for this all Hallows Night!"

"Don't go overboard, baka." Maki bopped her on her crowned head, endearingly smiling. "Cause we're burning all this sugar in our workout tomorrow."

Nobara saluted. "Yes ma'am!"

From down the road, sitting at a mini table set up outside another food both, Mai scoffs at the sight. "Maki, what do you see in that girl?"

Giving heated glares to some passerby that were giving cat calls to Mai, Momo "Your envy is warranted but not tonight. Now have a spooky berry." Momo plopped a bloody frosted one from her decorated strawberry coffin into her partner's mouth.

"Out of all the people, she chose to date … her." Mai muffled through her full mouth.

"I heard that, you know." The Kyoto pair looked up to see Mai's twin and her bae standing there; Maki a bit facially irked whereas –

"We BOTH heard!" Nobara's seething face was too close for Mai's comfort; Maki restraining her from going feral, though Mai looked undisturbed.

Oh? I didn't see you there." Mai's false smile had Nobara shooting steam out of her nostrils.

"She means well." Momo; understanding Mai's protectiveness over her twin, just sat there and ate those berries away.

The baseball struck gold as the bottle tower collapsed with ease.

"Alright Nanami-san! Perfect aim as always!" Haibara cheered, clapping before pointing at the prize he wanted hanging above their heads. "How many prize booths does that make now?" Haibara beamed, arms full of stuffed toy prizes.

"This would be the fifth one. I believe we've reached a moderate amount at this point." Nanami stated, adjusting the strap keeping the star spangled shield on his back, as they walked off with their reward.

"Yeah. This is more than enough for my sister. Thank you. So here." Picking up his latest prize, he handed the Iron Man chibi doll to his beau. "As a token to remember this night."

Nanami was so taken back by the gesture. "Then you keeping this one would even things up." He plopped that Cap chibi plush right on Haibara's face.

Haibara nuzzled the Cap plush with his cheek. "I'll follow you to the ends of the Earth … Kento."

God, Nanami's heart was getting ready to burst right outta him! "Yu …" Looking straight ahead, he shyly blushed as he kept a hand on Yu's back just in case. "I'll never forget."

On a park bench, viewing the fair from across the way, the two ruggedly dressed drinking buddies were hogging the bench.

"You know spying is a bad look for you, Zen'in."

"Shut it. It's Fushiguro now, remember?" And yet, propped against the back of the bench, Toji kept glancing at his wolf eared teen son walking with his fellow sorcerer buddies through the festive grounds evidently content regardless if he was smiling or not.

"Just go say to your kids already, you big old wuss."

Downing some booze, Toji sighed. "Nah. It's better this way. Besides, his two new papas would kill me in cold blood if I got even close."

"You're actually pissed you didn't get invited to their group gathering." Shiu drolled, getting bonked in the back of the head by Toji's half empty bottle.

"Still though, nothing like a drink and a smoke outside to spend the night away." Shiu mused, smoke slipping through his lips.

Toji's semi bored eyes suddenly became focused as they trained on a former target that now alluded to his sights after slipping inside one of the many houses of horrors littered around the fair grounds.

Holding hands tightly, Riko and Kuroi jolted and squeaked among the many other costumed attendees from every jump scare triggered by the gory horrifying figures coming every which way.

"Riko-sama, it's okay if you don't want to keep going."

"No! I can be brave through this! Just to rub it in those two's smug ass faces! I can do this – mmph!" She bumped into someone's back amiss her self encouragement. Looking up into the blackest eyes of Count Choso who bluntly uttered.

"Boo."

Riko's terrified screams didn't startle Choso in the slightest as she flailed, losing balance, and falling into Kuroi's arms.

"Sorry about him, Amanai-chan. Just trying to get him in the spooky spirit is all." Yuki's head popped out from behind him, apologetically smiling.

"An incarnated object … in the flesh!" She was as terrified as she was astounded at being in his presence, especially when he punched a screeching animatronic that got too close for comfort.

"Another former Star Plasma Vessel." Choso pointed out dryly.

"I chose my own path going forward of my own free will, same as you. No need to be so blunt about it." Riko stuck her tongue out at the somewhat irked hybrid man.

"Riko-sama, let's get going. We're holding up the others behind us." Kuroi cautioned.

"Yes yes, we're wasting precious time here! The night is still young after all!~!" Not wanting to get kicked out and sued by those running the house, Yuki dragged those three out to the exit, barreling through puzzled exclaiming normies.

In a mock up Haunted Mansion ride, Kokichi stayed stiff but flustered as Miwa held his hand, hugged his arm, and cuddled up next to him in their automatic carriage seat for two.

"Are you enjoying yourself?" She curiously wanted to know.

He nods, fidgeting a bit. "And you?"

"Yes … I'm with you, after all." Miwa's genuine smile spoke volumes to how true she meant it.

"Good." He kissed her cheek all feather-like, earning a glow from her face before she peppered his face all with lipstick kisses, to his dopey smiling face.

"Oh my precious students!" That alerted the two as they spotted their sensei tearing up, to which her date used her Zero plush to pat away those tears.

"Just ignore us. We'll keep mingling with our brethren, that's all." Shoko waved to them, lounging in the fake graveyard setting.

"Not if we get kicked out over it!" Utahime panicked.

"Eh, no big deal." Shoko's usual apathetic shrug.

"You promised me you wouldn't act like THOSE TWO – MMPH!" Utahime got shushed by a smooch. Zero's nose lit up red, smooshed in between them, pouting as they parted. "You don't play fair."

Shoko rubbed her nose against Utahime's, mixing her faded blue powder with her white face powder, smiling proudly. "You make it too easy."

Outside, in a corn maze, Toge was looking ahead over the tops, carried on Panda's shoulders,

"Tsuna Tsuna."

"Go right?"

"Shake."

"Got it. Oh, Yuta, why must you leave us in your wake!? We barely see him anymore! Now he left us behind in this maze!" Panda dramatically tearfully shouted to the heavens.

"Mentaiko."

Turning this and that way, they finally found Yuta. On the hay covered ground. With Rika laying atop him.

"T–Toge! Panda! Uh … I can explain everything! I – It was just a slip –!" Yuta sweated bullets.

"He still cushioned my fall. You're always looking out for me, Yuta, my love~!" Rika gushed.

While he remained calm on the surface; that and his mouth was covered in wraps, Toge was irked at seeing his close friend being smothered by his lifelong love.

"If you two wanted to be alone, all you had to do was say so." Panda suggestively said.

"Uh, that's not – AH!" Getting pulled up to their feet, Yuta blushed at how intense Inumaki's gaze held him with such devotion. Ruffling his hair, Toge was now turning red from what those wraps didn't hide, Yuta laughed a bit at the cute sight, before Panda bear hugged them all. "I – I missed you all too!"

Leaning against the fenced borders of the exit, Kusakabe-sensei stood beside his fellow Scarecrow; a display maybe but still, staying steer clear of any unwarranted hassle.

"Kids … naively enjoying normalcy despite our true reality. As long as I don't get screwed over in the long run, I'm –!"

A clown faced balloon got thrusted in his face.

"Take one. Enjoy yourself. I mean it."

Principal Yaga, handing out spooky themed balloons to adorably costumed kids passing by with their parents, still noticed the somber fear in his eyes. Speaking of kids –

"Come on, uncle! Mom is waiting for us!"

Yaga smiled at seeing Atsuya being dragged off by his Batman dressed nephew, willing to let his guard down for the little guy, a bat shaped balloon in his small gloved hand.

Mei cackling as money rained the sky. "Thinking you can trick me out of my wits," Men with wounded pride crumbled around her. "Only to be treated to my heart's content." They should never have bet straight outta their wallets. "Now that's what I call the best treat ever~!" She was that good at the shooting ranges. And darts. And slamming the hammer to ring the bell.

"Nee-sama, on top, as always~! Perfection~!" Ui applauded in his own odd unsettling way that only his elder sister enjoyed as she laughed madly.

Noritoshi hoped Miwa and the girls' choice of costume for him wouldn't make him feel so … out of his comfort zone. And yet, the various fangirls that adored the character he portrayed had them taking him up on both sides, hugging him arms and giggling nonstop at how fine he looked. Guess letting his hair down and loose made the look really sell. Still …

"I cannot tell if this is better than dealing with curses … or worse."

Getting dragged off to God knows where, an overwhelmed Noritoshi passed the masked Ijichi-san who was mesmerized by Nitta-san as the princess she is inside and out, twirling on the bridge. "I'll make sure not to lose my glass slipper~!" She cheekily jokes.

"I'd gladly carry you should you ever lose them." Ijicji bravely offered.

"Oh thank you Ichiji-san, but I'll manage. Right, Anata?"

All she got from the tarp draped ghost of her teen brother was jerky nodding and an "Eep!"

"He's really shy. But that makes him that much more precious to me~!" She hugged her startled embarrassed tarp brother.

It brought tears to Ichiji's eyes, sniffling. "Ah sibling love … so pure!"

And for Todo. Yeah, a Takada-chan Halloween themed concert was happening nearby. And yes he got tickets to see her. Cross dressed as his #1. The man will wear it with the utmost unbridled pride and joy for his Takada-Chan. And he'd lose it seeing her dressed as the best half angel half devil in history. "Pure and forbidden to all … the perfect balance … that's my Takada-chan~" He'd be on Cloud 9 yall!

SNAP!

"Ooh, another one!" Nanko cheered.

FLASH.

"New pose time." Mimiko softly suggested.

CLICK!

"Okay, one more!" Tsumiki added.

Posing and taking photos with cosplayers of their fave online idols in their demon slayer outfits was too much fun for all those involved.

"PHOTO BOMB!"

A Wassup Ghostface popped up above Nanako's head. Followed by a Viper one appearing between Mimiko and Tsumiki's faces. Startling away their cosplaying acquaintances.

"Our own papas giving us heart attacks, unbelievable!" Nanako complained.

"It was a good scare, though." Mimiko clapped a bit.

"It made my heart jolt right out of my chest!" Tsumiki exclaimed.

"Huh? Where's Mama, though?" Nanako asked.

"She's missing." Mimiko noted.

"I thought you three would all arrive together." Tsumiki reminded them.

Gojo pulled up his mask to beam at them. "Not to worry, girls. The Mrs is fine. Quite fine, actually~" Gojo's purring tone at how fine you looked in your costume did not go unnoticed as the girls mock gagging into their hands.

Geto also pulled his mask up to peck their foreheads. "You girls keep having fun…not too much, though." Geto wanted the best for his girls too, but not around unsavory company.

"Yes, Geto-sama." The twins kissed his cheeks before dragging Tsumiki off to rendezvous with Megumi's group.

The big question.

Where are you in all this?

Photographing the moments, of course.

Entrapping these precious once in a lifetime memories.

Looking over them all from afar, your tender smile gave way to a wave of attachment as tears pricked your vision behind that mask.

This fragile tender peace amiss this cursed world was what you sought-after.

Swaying from the overflow of sentiment, empathy and affection you felt for this found family had you shaking in your actual costumed boots.

"Tell me …" You felt his cursed energy appear immediately, hovering right behind you. "What's your favorite scary movie?"

You felt giddy, butterflies flocking your nerves, smiling nervously underneath your mask. "This one." You pointed at yourself. "Duh." You giggled as he glomped you from behind, lifting your mask off to see your red cheeked beauty. "Lord forbid I wanna remember this night, digitally and soulfully. Doing group hangouts takes lots of planning, coordination and effort – AAH~!"

You squealed as Satoru lifted you up bridal style, spinning you around, marveling at your form highlighted by the moon while the fair lights made your e/c eyes sparkle like the universe laid in your gaze. Matching his Six Eyes perfectly, hypnotized by them as ever, as he kissed you openly.

"Heaven sent … you truly are." Tuffs of his snony bangs tickled your forehead and nose as his face beamed with pride and joy, unbridled love stretched from both ends of his wide smile, all for you.

"An angel for our depraved souls," Feeling those giant clothes hands cup your cheeks from behind, your toothy smile looked up to see Suguru sharing the same twitterpated expression.

"Ghosts having guardian angels … huh. Who'd have thought?" Your attempt at joking only made them give loud, slobbering, open mouthed smooches all over your face as you became a flailing giggling mess.

"Selfie time~!" Satoru chirped as he took tons of them with his phone, lots of laughs and kisses exchanged amongst the many goofy, creepy, and ecstatic faces you three made.

When midnight would soon be upon you all.

"Looks like we're right on schedule." Suguru mused as you three saw everyone that you personally invited eventually convening where the end of the fair grounds and the park meet, fairy lights hanging among, between, and around the tall hanging trees, various spooky tune favorites playing in the background to set the mood.

"Precisely." You threw the heavy ginormous bag you brought with you.

You popped it with the signature cursed energized finger gun.

It rained candy for all assembled.

While some – Yuji, Panda, Toge, Yuta, Rika, Junpei, Ino, Nobara, Miwa, Riko, Yu, Todo cause his lovely Takada-chan's concert had ended early, Nanako, Mimiko, Tsumiki, Satoru who yes scrambled over to get some too – clamored for every piece they could get their hands on.

Others – the adults at least – had restraint or not much interest.

As the fireworks went off to signal the end of the night, so much lively chatter bounced off everyone in animated mayhem, and you could only stand there and watch in amusement, content, and peace.

You wanted to freeze this moment. As well as many others. From back then to going forward.

This world – this reality – was something else.

You found more meaning, a sense of belonging, and heart in being here.

You would shape, bend and change it all to make it the kind of world you wanted it to be.

One where you could protect the smiles of those you feel attached to. Keeping this little slice of semi-normalcy intact, this somewhat safe haven of a life.

And should any curses wreak havoc upon the city – they will be most active on this night after all – this league of sorcerers would exorcise the hell outta them.

Sitting down on the grassy grounds, you were lost in the glowing sight that you got startled as Suguru slung an arm around your shoulders, nuzzling your humming self with his own.

"Truly a memorable night. Well done, love~"

You two jumped as Satoru collapsed before you two, candy stains smearing his lips, but smiling too much to care. "Best Halloween thus far! But next year we gotta top it! We should throw a bash! At our place!" Satoru's eyes were crazed and high at that point.

"Satoru, no more sugar for you tonight." Suguru lightly scolded.

"But Suguru, I feel so good right now~!" You and Sugu sucked the sweetness right off Toru's lips. "Like that but more~! Please love~?" Those puppy dog eyes and pouty lips have you kissing his lips. "Thanks you two~"

Helping Satoru sit up enough to rest on his elbows, you three spent the moment relishing the youthful scenery. Satoru's head rested on your left shoulder, Suguru's head rested on your right shoulder, and you hummed at how warm and cozy and right it all felt.

Calling out to everyone assembled to do at least one group cheer before the clock struck twelve.

Finishing the night off with one last –

"HAPPY HALLOWEEN!"

[in-halingstardust]

hiii!!! if its ok, can I requests smut oneshot for dottore (specifically the webtoon verison i love him so much) with a female reader where you're his assistant and he's down bad for u pls :3

A/N: I haven't heard of the Dottore manhwa version of him in for-e-ver omg. Like not since I was a 1.0 players. So like- I re read it and I was like, "ohmigod he would be so down bad for you". I hope you enjoy and thank you for being my very first request hehe ~°˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖° dottore x f!reader_assistant Tags: doggy is down bad for you, slight yangere/possessive vibes, frottage, biting, praise, just...really down bad for you.

You weren't in love.

No... it was something more twisted than that. 

He pushes you against the desk and sucks against the small opening between the color and the leather choker he makes you wear, marking you as his. You tilt your head to the side as he gives you hickies that will be clearly visible tomorrow during the test periods on the subjects. 

He grips your ass swatting papers, flasks, tools off the table as he sets you upon it. 

You tug at this hair, pulling him back a little just to let you breathe. His hands wander towards how your tight blouse tucked into your pencil skirt, trying to unbutton and free your breasts from the constricting material. "Il- wait you're too-," a gasp comes out of you as you throw your head back, "insatiable!"

Your front is now exposed, lacy swirls of pink and white cup your breasts as he nips on a ribbon right near your nipple, thin fabric the only barrier. 

He groans, rutting against you like an animal, your pencil skirt hiking higher and higher, exposing a matching set of panties protected against a thin layer of nylon. "God, is this the new set?" He rubs against your core and you let out a hitched breath, "Fuck, I'm going to get you lace stocking too. Just for us!"

With his gloved hand he moves your cup, pink, perked nipple peaks out for a moment before being devoured. His other hand kneading into you; you're left using your arms to support you as he has his fill. 

It's rough, fast and dirty. Just like all your quickies in the office before the next experiment. Sometimes it will be a fast blowjob which would usually spill out of your mouth, other times he rips off any clothing covering you and has you against the table if not be for you complaining about how much pantyhose you went through in a week. 

On rare days, he cum just from touch alone and a few words. You wrap your legs around him, bringing him closer. He felt perfectly slotted against you and fuck- you might come as well. 

He's shaking, but the edge in his voice is still there. "Can't get enough of me, my dear assistant~?"

You rub against him, and he lets out a moan. They are behind schedule, but doesn't this feel amazing? "I- we have more tests to run, Doctor." The friction is inescapable, "ngh! You're not quick enough." 

The pace is becoming faster as he laughs against your ear, full body weight supported against you, body to body. He whispers. 

"Tonight, let me fuck you again." Another pant. "Tear off your underwear and your goddamn stockings. I'll use my teeth and mark every part of your body." 

It's so hot. You're close. He's closer as he rushes every thought into you. "Let me see how you moan. How naughty you are in bed! How ah! Fucking delicious you are. You be mine, forever say it. Say You'll Be Mine forever."

You feel your core wet, pressing against him. The warmth is tantalizing as you grunt out, "I-I'll be yours, for-forever..."

He kisses you, tongues mashing together before a slim string of saliva disconnects you both. "Say it like you mean it. That you can't live without me. That without me you be still be living in those filthy streets- say it."

"Forever! *gasp* Doctor I'll be yours forever." You cry out, legs pressing him, trying to never un meld from one another, "Together- till the end!." 

It's a promise as you both cum. 

He jerks against you, gripping you against himself. You feel the pulses of pleasure echo against your lower body. Focus is coming back to you as you look down bleary of the bruises and bite marks forming on your breasts. At least your stocking were still whole today. 

Dottore, you peer into his face. At least what you can see of it behind the mask, pure red eyes, does not look satisfied yet. Even with the droplets of sweat across his hair, you push his bangs away. 

"Why, my precious assistant looks like she could still continue."

You give a stare, fixing your clothes back into place. "Tonight." You say before removing a hand against your waist as your two feet touch the ground shakily, "Let's finish our work today."

"As you wish my dear assistant."

[grimescum]

Okay Flea- ignore me hopping into your inbox! You are the resident Jan and Luke expert as far as I'm concerned, and I'm curious!

The 'vampire bitches' (Jan's words) we see in Gonzo are all wearing identical playboy-type bunny suits. Now, historically (given 2001), this makes sense because Playboy was SUPER vogue for whatever reason. (All the girls wanted a bunny or to be a bunny)

BUT MY QUESTION: who do we think started the uniform policy- because either way, the mental idea of either brother bulk-buying matching corsets, chokers and thigh-high latex boots is hysterical to me, and it's haunting me

I'm picturing one of Sweet Dee's jobs being getting all the new girls measurements for the bulk bunnysuit backlog fittings cause everybody gotta be in uniform in the club, and its just ASDASDSAD not what I expected

hummmmm .... in my very professional opinion i think jan brought up the idea to luke, like "we should have them wear something sexy!" and luke was like "yea ok sure but nothing too raunchy" so they settled for the playboy bunny outfits. coz tbh the idea feels like they both had a say in it..

i think if it was up to jan they would be wearing the skimpiest shit youve ever seen 😭 jusy bordering on butt booty naked straight up . but luke thought that was way too unrefined and chose something a bit more tasteful

OH BUT DEE WOULD SERVE SO MUCH CUNT THOUGHBHHH UGHHH SHES SUCH A BAD BITCH... im imagining thay she gets a special bunny suit thats like. neon pink . thats the color i associate with her in my brain anyway :o3

[cursedcola]

Ok but will you do headcanons for the lovely protag of tears of themis, because if so I would love some cute Hcs of her having a cheerful and loving female s/o who runs a bakery and packs her cute little lunches everyday so she can have the energy she needs to work hard (•̀ᴗ•́)و

and sometimes Rosa (which is the code name we get in the game for our protagonist) gets special sticky pad notes in her lunchbox cheering her on when she’s had a bad day, and I just want some fluffy domestic hcssss

*cradles gently* I just love lesbian girlfriend hcs so much ( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡

A/N: Omg I'm gonna throw up I love this. It's too cute for my heart...ngl I simp for Rosa more than I do any of the boys. Can we romance ourselves? lol I'd pay Mihoyo to make it happen. TBH I ship Rosa x Kiki a bit since they just seem so much more on the same page with each other than our lovely gentlemen ( love Marius still tho frfr)

Our queen of justice would cherish her girlfriend so much let me tell you

Rosa has a habit of going above and beyond for the people she cares about. She’s normally the giver, and being on the other side of the coin is a whole new life

I can see it now. Every morning on her way to the Themis Law Firm she stops by her girlfriend's bakery. Rosa gets up extra early and brings her a cup of coffee/tea/etc. before the bakery opens.

She just loves to hear the jingle of the doorbell and see you arranging the display case behind the counter. Sometimes she'll pick up an apron and join you if she has extra time. Bonus points if your shop has a theme (like say you have a book café/bakery! And you dress to match the theme. You have a little knee length dress, mary-janes, and a bookish themed apron as the uniform. Maybe one of those cute little neck scarf/choker that you tie into a bow. Rosa would eat that up omg)

The first time she brought you a morning drink Rosa felt like an idiot because - well, duhh. You run a bakery! You sell this stuff! yet it became a bit of a trading deal. Rosa brings you your morning fix before the shop opens, and in exchange you pack her a few goodies.

It's such a ritual that Rosa now has a little thermos collection for you, and you have a lunch pail collection for her. It also gives you both a chance to see each other after work. On her way home (either after a shift or on her way to NYXX) she swings by your shop to drop off the pail and pick up her thermos. A quick goodbye smooch and she is on her way.

Lmao no. If she isn't going to NYXX then normally she stays back to help close the shop. If not then she begrudging leaves. Unfortunately you are not allowed to know about NYXX. It's too dangerous. You're aware that she works alongside Marius, Vyn, Luke, and Artem on the side - but are under the impression that it is for a special government case through Themis. They know about you as well. We love our ally kings. Sometimes you send Rosa off with enough goodies for all five of them when she swings by and can't stay.

Now. You know they all have/had a crush on her at some point. Especially Luke. The boy is a living golden retriever. Not to mention Artem who is just awful at masking. Thankfully your Rose is oblivious as hell, not that you're worried.

All it takes is the scent of one of your new recipes to have Rosa swooning in the palm of your hand. Before you started dating, you both were friends. You saw how she was always on a diet and depriving herself. Those little comments about her appearance making you the loving type of mad. Y'know, the type to passive aggressively eye her and be like "honey you are so beautiful that I have four men trying to steal my gf right now. Do not test me,". Which, of course, you'd only say the first part because that confrontation is not one needed considering the ally kings know their place.

Point being that we don't support that unhealthy diet culture. Big nono. She is going to eat good and she is going to like it.

Anywho. Back on topic. You know they like her and one way you casually tease is with loving treats. Yes, my dear Rose, please take this basket full of freshly baked bread to your meeting. The one with the ribbon on top. Why is it taped down? Oh, no worries my love. Just let one of the boys open it, okay? I have yours specially wrapped in a separate bag.

Meanwhile whichever poor soul opens that bag is going to get hit in the face with one of the sappiest and most suggestive love notes in all of Stellis.

"My lovely flower. Have a great day and be careful on the way home from your meeting! I have missed you so much and cannot wait to have you all to myself tonight. Enjoy the sweets with your friends" *insert a plethora of heart drawings*

Rosa will see them holding the note and simply think that you put it in the wrong bag. It's not abnormal for you to put those heartwarming notes in her lunches, so she apologizes. Vyn knows. They all know.

Dominance asserted, and your cute girlfriend is pleased by your loving note (and a bit embarrassed but it had to be done. Rosa deserves the abundance of affection. Her confidence needs to be boosted and she needs to recognize what a queen she is)

Did I mention that your shop is one of Rosa's favorite places? It's cozy, inviting, and she loves to study for her exams there. Sometimes if she's working on a case she'll claim a table for hours on end. Occasionally she sneaks glances of you working with customers and watches as a break. She'll blush if she gets caught, but it is so worth it.

Sometimes she takes her work breaks there as well. Occasionally you'll see her pop in with Artem, Celeste, Kiki, or perhaps another one of her acquaintances from work like that one Police Capitan. Darius, was it? That one always needs a triple shot of espresso. usually when you see him it means something serious is going down. It warms your heart when she boasts about your shop to them. She'll pick a table and like clockwork you'll come over to have a little chat before they get to work. It's so nice to feel included and to see her in the zone.

Whenever she is on a business trip she'll look for a little something to bring home for your shop too. Typically a decoration piece. Thanks to Rosa you have a little statue-esque tip jar from her trip to the desert, fairy lights above the main counter from a whimsical mountain, flower pots from an island trip, and more. You never question her many excursions because she always brings you home a surprise.

On one final note, your shop is her safe space. Sometimes she comes to your frustrated or nervous. It could be about exams, a particularly bad case...and sometimes she can't tell you. "Government case," she says and you know something really stressful happened. Those ones are the most worrisome. It's hard, being there when she disappears on a case that she can't tell you about. One of the gents are always there with her, but when she comes home in a near-shocked state you can't help but get anxious.

Yet Rosa knows you won't press it. She strolls in, most commonly near closing time, and you just know. You have a sixth sense for it, and without asking flip the shop sign to say 'closed' before preparing her a warm drink. Then you sit with her and let her talk. You don't question when she leaves things out, and let her vent.

You and your shop become like a second home to Rosa. Peace in a city like Stellis that never seems to rest.

[m-ayo-o]

treasure

25+ Megumi // you discover a new toy together wc 620 bonus chapter for this: extended fic next

“Baby,” you hear Megumi’s deep voice, his hands on your waist, “oh, you were sleeping again?” He asks softly. “Sorry… so comfy…” you rub your eyes and yawn.

“Don't worry, princess. It's my fault you're so tired, use me as your bed whenever you need. But we’re going out tonight, remember?” he says with a sigh, sitting you up on his lap.

“I totally forgot…” you mumble and snuggle into him, not wanting to get up just yet. “Shall we get ready?” He asks, stroking your cheeks as you moan and bury your head further into his chest.

“You're just like me really, aren't you?” He prods you. “Grumpy and mean?” You tease and smile up at him. He tickles you in return then picks you up and carries you to his room.

Megumi gets dressed in dark grey jeans, a black belt, and a well fitting shirt. He puts on his black boots and picks you up again.

“Upstairs?” He asks, you nod and he takes you up, carrying you into your apartment and through to your room. He places you gently on your bed and asks what you want to wear. 

“Maybe you should decide,” you reply. “Uh, this might be a bad idea.” He admits, scratching the back of his head.

He picks out an outfit for you, choosing the sexiest underwear he can find. You slip into your lacy black lingerie set as Megumi helps you pull up your thigh high socks. “Perfect,” he utters, taking your hands and holding you still.

You pull over the skimpy halter neck dress that hugs your figure and just about covers your ass, selecting your own shoes as Megumi hands you a necklace and some rings.

The necklace he chose is a black choker with a thin metal ring in the middle. You put on your jewellery and shoes as he slowly gazes up and down your body, reaching for your slender neck.

He curls a long finger through the metal ring on your choker, gently pulling you towards him.

“This… is hot,” he breathes over your lips, looking down at your neck.

“It's part of a set,” you explain, unwrapping his finger. 

You reach into your wardrobe and pull out the matching item, passing it to Megumi. 

He looks down in disbelief, “It's a…”

He pulls it through his hands, feeling the soft leather, noticing the metal clip at one end and loop at the other, “it's a lead…?” He mutters, looking up at you.

You nod and stroke the material around your neck, “This is my collar,” finding the hoop in the centre, clipping on the line, “this is my lead,”

You place the looped end in his hand, looking up at him as he freezes, holding the leather.

“and this…” you poke his chest, “is my owner.”

His eyes widen and he swallows hard, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

“Think I just found a new kink…” he grips the lead tightly and traces over the collar, goosebumps prickling up on his wrists and neck.

“Shall I wear my collar out tonight?” You smile sweetly and unclip the lead.

“Uh,” he gets a little flustered, a blush dusting his high cheekbones, “y-yes… if that's ok with you?”

“If you can handle it, Megumi,” you give him a cheeky smile.

He swallows again and touches your neck gently, blinking to pull himself out of his gaze, “Yes… fuck, yes.”

You're in a rush now since you two got really distracted, so you quickly put on a little makeup and head out. Your collar covers your hickeys partly and having your hair down helps.

Megumi’s eyes are glued to your neck during your journey into the city centre.

keep reading: night out bonus chapter m.list masterlist

[foxes-that-run]

Alex Skarsgard? The same guy with the Wildest Dreams rumour?

Yes! It's so straight forward that I drew you a picture:

Taylor Swift x Alexander Skarsgard - On 20 October 2013 Taylor and Alexander have a group dinner with the cast of The Giver in Cape Town, South Africa. Fans wonder if Wildest Dreams is about him because the music video is set in Africa, but I don’t. Maybe unrelated but Harry cried and threw up on stage that week.

Taylor x Harry - Dated publicly for a few months in 2012, mooned over each other and dated less publicly for much longer.

Taylor x Alexa Chung - This could be nothing. On 16 April 2016 Taylor posted this photo at Coachella captioned "I feel like maybe chokers are the new flower crowns?". Alexa threw a 'Nocella' party in LA and said "Oh my God, the choker is so dead," "the choker, seems to have happened a few months ago."" On July 2024 she sat with Joe at Wimbledon to much fanfare.

Harry x Alexa Chung - Harry and Alexa go way back, introduced by Nick Grimshaw circa 2013 as fellow London cool person elite. Alexa and Harry have been seen together in many eras.

Alexa Chung x Alexander Skarsgard - Alexa and Alex dated from 16 February 2015 - 17 July 2017. A month after the break up Alexa unfollowed Camille, Vogue said there was no cheating.

Alexa Chung x Camille Rowe - Alexa and Camille were friends for years. At least from September 2013. During 2017 they posted about each other a lot. After they each broke up with Alex and Harry in 2018 Alexa unfollowed Camille. Camille doesn't unfollow anyone. They are both in the fashion industry and attend the same parties, they seem OK as recently as 2024 but seem less close.

Camille Rowe x Harry - Camille and Harry were reportedly introduced by Alexa Chung and had definitely met by 2016. On paper they dated for just over a year, but it seems it was closer to eight months from July 2017 to April 2018. Though they weren’t seen together during the final weeks, Camille did attend his MSG show on June 22.

Camille Rowe x Alexander Skarsgard

In Camille and Alexander shot a 5 min (@1 min) short film advert was released in 27 March 2018 for Tumi latitude as steamy love interests:

Then they went to Hollywood Roosevelt Hotel June 14, 2018 and took photos together:

The day the Hamille break up was announced (31 July 2018) the sun reported:

A source close to the Victoria’s Secret model said: “Camille and Alexander have been quietly dating for a few weeks now.” “They met while shooting an ad campaign at the beginning of the year.” “Since then they’ve been on a few dates, including one to a basketball game when she was sat on his knee and they were kissing a lot.”

But it was short lived Camille was public with Theo in September, and Camille later implied they started dating in July to Paris Match.

Side note, after the Alexander dating Camille news Harry did this Gucci shoot holding a lamb in September 2018, reminiscent of Alexander’s in 2012.

[slifarianhawk]

Chapter 25: Two Matriarchs (NORMAL P.O.V.)

Sitting at my desk, I clicked off and deactivated my connection to the B.S.A.A. terminals. Chris was clearly not in a good place and needed some comfort. I hope Barry, Claire, or the copy of my plans against Spencer would soothe him.

As I waited for Albert to arrive with that harpy Excella , I decided it would be best to have Agent Nighthawk in the office as backup. Did I think Albert would allow me to get hurt? No, no, I did not. I just think a little intimidation would be helpful.

I pressed the button on my comm choker, activating it.

"Agent Nighthawk respond." I ordered.

"Yes, commander?" His voice responded quickly.

"Come to my office. I have a feeling the new visitor will be trouble, and I would like your assistance in the matter as my backup." I said, standing up from my chair and walking over the marbled ebony cabinets in the corner of my office.

"YES, MAM!" He said loudly.

"No need to shout hun. See you soon." I ended the comm link.

Opening up the cabinet, I pulled out a tray with a vintage light blue decanter with gold angel fish with six matching glasses. Inside the decanter was Pheonix Corps. special strawberry brandy. I also had an unopened imported bottle of Kunohs orange osmanthus wine as well as an unopened bottle Disaronno and Johnnie Walker blue label, which I knew was Albert's favorite. Pulling them out of their hidey hole, I placed them on the tray as well.

Carefully, I brought the drinking set out and placed it on my desk. Tucking away my keyboard, laptop, as well as the monitors. I placed the cups along the desk. With utmost care, I covered the desk and drinking set with a black silk sheet. The proper meet and greet was more important, and if it went well, drinks would be served.

"I am here, m'lady." Nighthawk said, entering my office holding a five gallon bucket of ice,"White Queen said you would need ice, so I grabbed you a big bucket full from the kitchen before I came to your office."

The kid smiled. His unruly neck lenght blonde hair was slicked back almost how Wesk normally had his. He was wearing a charcoal grey jacket with an aquamarine tee shirt, black jeans, and his standard issued combat boots.

"Wow! kid, you're looking sharp today. This is perfect. I want to see your files from project a.c.r.o.h. you look so much like my husband it's shocking." I said, taking the bucket of ice from him," please take a seat. Archer will be here soon with Albert and that bitch Excella. However, my plan is simple, and you'll see that soon enough. Now, if you'll turn around so I can get changed."

Agent Nighthawk turns and faces the wall. I quickly changed into my battle suit that was crafted from carbon nanotubes and spider silk. Perfectly bulletproof and stylish to boot. I placed my corrective purple shades on as well as my black leather duster coat embroidered with blue silk flames. I pulled my long deep brown hair up into a ponytail. Lastly, I stepped into black snake skin three inch wedge heel boots.

"OK... Hawk, you can turn around now. I'm ready for this meet and greet with Ms. Gionne, " I said, walking over to him.

"That's good, m'lady, and it seems they are almost here." He said, pointing at the window, revealing Albert and Arjuna walking up the stairs being followed by Excella and Steve.

I quickly zipped over to my big office chair and sat down. Turning away from the door, I gazed over set agent Nighthawk and motioned for him to come stand next to me. He followed the order I silently provided in just the nick of time.

White Queen appeared as the door opened. Archer walked in first, followed by Wesker and Steve. Excella walked in last.

"Albert, where is this asset you keep bringing up? I must admit the Pheonix Corps. is an amazing organization, but would they help us with oroboros. They seemed to be aligned with the UN." She stated.

White Queen spoke up, "All of your questions will be answered here in a moment. Arjuna, please introduce our lady to Ms. Gionne."

Archer smiled and bowed, "Yes, White Queen, welcome to the final room of our tour. The heart of Pheonix Corps, this is the office of our mistress. The former vice captain of the Raccoon City special tactics and rescue services Alpha team, Umbrellas former top researcher in vaccines and anti viral procedures, UBSC Agent number seven hundred forty-eight, goddess of the new world and wife to commander Albert Wesker, our matron and leader, the Pheonix herself, Lady Tabitha Ellise Redfield Wesker."

I turned in my chair and stood up. Brushing my bangs away from my eyes. My wicked smirk plastered across my face as I stared deep into Excella's horrified eyes.

"So.... so... you were?"shuddered out Excella.

"NOT so much of a filthy mutt now am I deary. Hahaha.... worry not, dear heart. I hold nothing against you. I could have killed you the moment I laid my eyes on you, but I didn't. After all, that's not what my daughter Alistar would want. I understand you found her corpse. I want to thank you for being her home to me and Albert." I took off my shades, revealing the deep blue sapphire like eyes.

Albert walked forward and stood next to me, "Excella, my dearheart here has a deal for you."

"What is this deal? What what can she give me that I don't already have? I have Albert and our research. I don't need anything more. So tell me what you can offer me?" She huffed, turning around, starting to walk out.

"Well, how about me not exposing Tricells' recent transgressions against the UNs anti bioterrist regulations." She turned around, horrified as the realization just hit her.

"You wouldn't dare! do you know who i am. No one would turn in trecell over

petty reason, like not building a work relationship." She said, walking towards me.

I laughed, amused, "If you think I'm not that petty, just ask Wesk. However, I have damn near infinite resources and connections as well from the B.S.A.A., the connections, even Nato and the UN. I have decades of research from umbrella and access to files that Wesker doesn't. I'm currently have an army of around two thousand soldiers, all with B.O.W. training. To think you would think I studied up on you when I found out about irving was connected to Tricell. Born to the Gionne family, Excella was a child prodigy. Graduating from high school at the ripe age of sixteen and college at twenty. She gained a bachelor of science degree majoring in genetic engineering. Valedictorian at that. Now you are an assistant to my power-hungry sadist of a husband. I love him dearly, but I can tell you, and I share that fact in common. Now I'll cut you a deal, one that will be hard to refuse."

I saw Albert smirk.

"Gentlemen, let's give my dear lotus and Excella some privacy." Wesker said, motioning for the men to leave.

"No need, Albert. I want to make sure you hear what is said. That way, I know she'll stay loyal to this contract. You did tell me she's loyal to you to a fault. Let me hear this deal you've concocted. " Excella smirked, sitting in one of the chairs.

"Simple and straight to the point, I like that. This is a four part deal, and I'll have the legal team draw up the contract for three parts. The last piece will be between me and you, Excella." I said, sitting back down in my office chair.

"But of course, I'm not an idiot. Now, let's hear these terms." She said in a very business manner.

"First of we don't rat each other out to the UN, B.S.A.A or any other authority." I said.

"That's very much agreeable." She said seething, "What else would you like out of this?".

"We share resources between Tricell and Phoenix Corps. This will include but not be limited to research, viral stabilizers, soldiers, the works, whatever you need that we can provide, and the same co yndition is applied to you at tricell." I stated, grabbing a dark blue fountain pen and paper writing out the conditions and signing by each one.

"I promise you the resourses of my branch of Tricell,and I'll contact my family and have the other branches reach out as well." She said, signing next to each of my signatures.

"Lastly of the main terms, we stay out of others' way and try to rule side by side the new world uroboros will usher in for us." I said, standing up and extending my hand out.

She stood up and took my hand in hers, "Then it's settled."

"Not quite. All but Archer leave this room now that's an order. Albert, I'll discuss this with you later, but for now, this is my base. You will listen to me. " I said, pointing to the door, "Do you have any objections, Ms. Gionne?"

"Yes, I'd rather have Albert in here rather than one of your flunkies. It's only fair since you are his wife, after all." She smirked.

"Excella, I will stay, but first let me talk to my dearest lotus in the hall." He said, pulling me out the door.

When we were in the hall, Albert backed me into a wall and pressed his lips against my neck. Pinning my shoulders, he stared into my eyes. He flashed his signature smirk with his eyes glowing. His cologne rolled into my nostrils.

"Since when did you become such a devilish negotiator, my dear lotus flower." Albert murmured into my neck, planting a kiss on my lips mere seconds after speaking.

"Being Sergei's lapdog for all those years did have some advantages. Like learning how to manipulate the situation. However, you my love, are still leagues better than I. Now I'm going to offer her a deal she can't refuse for her to possibly be our third. Then, when we are ready to cut her lose, we test uroboros on her. The final test of her worthiness." I let out a dark chuckle,"but we both know what we will find there."

"My lotus's petals have really darkened. Let's go finish this negotiation, I have a treat for you when this is over." He said, lifting me into a gentle kiss searing with ferocity.

I could tell he was holding back. The sadist I know he was was loving the fact I had to play nice with his chosen subordinate. I had to be his delicate  little flower, who obeyed his every command. He had a lot to learn about the new me.

I followed Wesk back into the room. A smirk wide on my face. Excella seemed interested in what I had under the black silk sheet.  I swiftly took my seat, ripping off the black cloth revealing the beverages.

I poured Excella and I a drink from the strawberry brandy and Albert a drink from the  Johnnie Walker, " Arjuna, Steve, agent Nighthawk, please leave us. I'll call ya'll back over my comm link." I said as the young men left the room.

"Now, what is the last part of this deal that you are proposing?" She asked as Albert slinks up behind her and strokes her face,"Albert!?"

"Isn't it obvious? Excella, my wife is being kind enough to share me with you, but only if you prove your loyalty to us."

"Does that mean? I'll be able to be with you, Albert?" She asked with a shocked expression.

"Only if you truly prove to be a partner to us." I said, handing her a glass of brandy, "Not just him but to me as well."

She gulped fear dripping from her brow as she took the glass i started to offer. "And let me guess, this is the only chance I have of getting with you, isn't it?" She looked up at Wesk.

He simply smirked and stood behind me. Placing a hand on my shoulder, he spoke,"This is all up to my dear lotus, Excella. Prove yourself to her, and your dreams may become a reality." He pulled my hair back, giving me a deep, passion filled kiss, "and from what I've seen,  you have a long way to go."

"Unless you'd rather always be alone except those boy toy interns you keep around." I said, sipping my brandy smuggly.

She gulped once again and raised her glass," I accept these conditions."

"To us, the Matriarchs of the Pheonix Corps. and Tricell." I said raising my glass while handing Albert his  scotch,"and the hierarchy of the new world."

Hey everyone sliva here quite the twist no? Relax this is not an Excella x reader or Excella x wesker fic. I have plans that run deep for this story. I am giving an advanced warning the next chapter will be dark. There will be  two separate cases of torturing. There will be manipulation. There will be gore blood and not good situations. You have been warned for now. I'll also have proper trigger warnings before each part.

My name is Silfarianhawk, and I'm not so far away.

[kaycode1999]

Hi! I'd like to ask a matchup for BNHA!

So:

- I'm a curious person, I like to learn new things and find out new informations. When I like something (being it a serie, an anime and so on) I become kinds hyperfixated and I like to dig deep into the metaphorical soil to find every information about my favourite characters. I love making connections, finding out the way they think and react to things. I love the psychological side of characters and the situations they're put into, if that makes sense. I like to understand things. I don't like big crowds or events with large groups of people I have to interact with, but strangely I don't mind making a speech or partaking in a debate;

- my pronouns are she/her, and I'm panromantic and demisex, even tho in this moment of my life I'd prefer a male partner;

- my aesthetic is punk basically, with combat boots and leather jackets and pants, chains and chokers. I even have a mohawk lol

- I love music, mostly metal and hard rock, lately I've been mostly obsessed with Nickelback. I also like writing and roleplaying, I've been do them both for a decade now. Oh I also love cats;

- I don't really have a type, even tho I'd like somebody with a little snark, somebody that keeps up with my sarcasm and at least tolerate my terrible jokes lol

- idk if it matters but I'm well of age, and eventually I have no problem with aged up characters;

- and please for the love of god no AFO or Endeavor, I don't know if they're even an option on the table but no pls

Thank you for your time!

Um, no. Jesus Christ no😂 AFO and Endeavor I don’t imagine ever matching them with anyone- just 🤢

I match you with

Dabi/Touya Todoroki

*I always worry people will think this when paired with someone from the villain side, so I wanted to make it clear I don’t think you’re a villain or bad person😂 This is strictly based on personality and aesthetic*

He’s drawn to your curious nature and love of life

He thinks it’s adorable when you get hyper-fixated on something, there’s something about someone getting so into something that is infectious and it makes him happy to see you happy

He most definitely avoids large crowds/events too so he won’t be dragging you to anything like that

He appreciates that you are confident and brave enough to be able to make a speech or participate in debate

LOVES LOVES LOVES your aesthetic, and he’s a bit punk himself so you actually share certain articles of clothing

Enjoys listening to music with you and you two turn the other onto different artists/bands

He will get you writing supplies and will read whatever you write as long as you’re ok with it

He isn’t an animal person at first but honestly he comes to love cats himself

He definitely has snark and can keep up with your sarcasm

I’ve said it many times but I truly believe Dabi/Touya could be good or at least not a villain if given the love he deserves. I personally believe love brings out the best in most people/makes them better just by proximity so your relationship makes him better and he’s so grateful for it. *probably very sappy of me to say so forgive me 😅*

And honestly he deserves someone who will love him and give him the affection he’s never had

[ather-a03]

OK so he just sent me a shared note of the entire thing. Tumblr is only letting up to chapter 3 get paste so that’s what we’re gonna get till November 7 (re-attempt at the previous post because this is better formatting then received from messages

Chapter 1: The First Day

As the sun peered through the window of 15-year-old Max

Craftsman's room, his eyes went from drowsy to wide and

awake, realizing that the first day at his new school was upon

him. Max did everything in his daily routine, brushing his teeth

and getting dressed, brimming with excitement. Afterwards he

ran down the stairs practically tripping over himself in his

radiant energy, meeting his parents at the bottom of the stairs

into the kitchen.

“Mom! Dad! Can you believe it? It is my first day at my new

school!

Max’s mom pats his head as he sits down.

“We know dear... you have been practically bouncing off the

walls with how excited you have been the past 2 weeks!”

“Aw you know I can’t help it mom...”

His Dad piped in.

“Relax kid, we know you have been excited about this we are

just wanting to make sure that you have a great first day that is

all.”

“Right, you are dear now eat your breakfast Max the bus will be

here soon.”

Max tears through his breakfast in his excitement powered

haste causing his mom to protest.

“Max honey chew slowly! The bus will not leave you out at the

stop if you do!”

“Sorry Mom just don’t want to be late!”

As soon as Max finished the bus came rolling down the street,

stopping at the end of the block.

“It’s here!!!”

Max threw on his backpack as he hugged his parents tightly.

“I love you both!”

“Have a good first day honey!”

Max raced out the door and B-lined it right to the bus stop and

hopped on, the bus was eerily silent everyone with their heads

down into their phones or headphones and if they were not,

they looked through the window blankly. Max paid no attention

to this as he took his seat, and the bus took off.

As it reached the school, and everyone got off and Max went

inside he realized it looked far different from what he expected.

The halls were flooded with teens covered head to toe in spiked

chains, bracelets, hats, etc. With endless chatter between them

as lockers were plastered with stickers and symbols of

rock/metal bands, gritty comic characters, skulls, and other

symbols Max did not understand. Posters for school events

seemed menacing in appearance despite the innocent activities

with the same logos that were covering the lockers. Every teen

had hair in a variety of shapes and sizes wither it was spiked,

straight, with bangs, without bangs, covering eyes or not the

styles seemed endless.

“Everyone here seems like they woke up on the wrong side of

the bed...” Max thought to himself.

Just then Max accidentally bumped into two students who

were going through their lockers. Both boys looked no older

than Max but looked completely different to him.

Both were dressed in black, the one on the left a t shirt with no

sleeves sporting a metal band album cover and the one on the

right a hoodie with skull and crossbones with glasses.

The one on the left had spiked bracelets tightly choking his

wrists and a spiked choker around his neck.

His hair was slightly messy and mostly pure black with only the

right side of it being a color with it being a crimson blood like

red perfectly going with his just as red eyes, burring with

annoyance as he pivoted to stare Max down.

The one on the right had a much cooler head than the other,

with matching much more straightened cool blue hair this time

on the opposite side and adjusted the glasses masking his

brown-colored eyes. The one in red had far more hostility

towards Max at first stomping towards him in his blind fury

causing Max to fall over.

“Hey, watch where you are going you little...”

Max apologized profusely before both boys noticed Max’s

appearance.

“Wait where’s all your accessories?” the boy on the left said

confused.

“Guess you forgot about all the new kids that come here then

huh?” said the boy on the right.

Max stood up after falling over and promptly introduced

himself.

“Oops! Where are my manners? I accidentally ran into you two

and forgot to introduce myself, my name is Max! What is

yours?

Both boys looked at each other noticing that Max obviously was

completely different from everyone else in both dressing and

personality and decided to roll with it.

The boy with red introduced himself first.

“The name’s Jason, my partner in crime here is Cody.”

Cody puts up a piece sign.

“Great! Nice to meet you both! But what is with everyone

here? They look so down in the dumps.

”

Cody shakes his head.

“Wow you really don’t know what it’s like here huh?” he

responded.

“Look Max this place isn't for the faint of heart and if you're not

careful it will devour you.” Jason added.

Max tilted his head in confusion.

“What do you mean?”

“Look Max, whatever school you have been to in the past it is

not anything like here. Everyone here is not looking to make

friends if you can clearly tell.” Cody explained.

Max then looks back at the style less locker he stopped at.

“So, I'm guessing this locker is mine.” Max thought to himself.

Max started putting all his belongings inside the empty locker.

“How long have you two been here?”

“Since middle school around 6th or 7th grade to be exact.”

“Me and Cody have known each other since those days, when

you’ve been here for years like we have you learn your way

around this place.”

Suddenly an announcement came over the intercom.

“Attention all students class starts in 5 minutes.”

“Oh geez! I am going to be late for class!” Max panicked as he

took off to his classroom.

“You think he’ll be fine?”

“I mean if he doesn’t run into Drake and Lyle-” Jason stopped

himself mid-sentence with him and Cody realizing and going

after Max.

Max rounded the various hallways trying to find the classroom,

as he tried not to push and shove the other students out of the

way before getting stopped by two tall boys.

The boy on the was wearing a leather jacket alongside two ear

piercings and was wearing a skeleton face mask, the one on the

right had fingerless gloves with a blood-stained logo on them

both having midnight black hair and matching almost pitch-

black eyes.

“Hey Lyle, who would think that all the newbies got here

already?” said the boy on the left.

“I did. I told you this before school started Drake.” Lyle said.

“Irrelevant detail. Besides, we need get some “work” done

right friend? as both boys ominously hovered over Max.

Just as Jason and Cody caught up to where their classroom is

they noticed that no one was there.

“Where did they go?”

His question was answered when both heard muffled frantic

breathing from one of the lockers and immediately opened it

causing Max to fall out with intense panicked breathing.

“Max, are you ok? What happened?”

Max could not think straight at first trying to get his breathing

in check, hyperventilating before trying to explain happened.

“Take it easy Max. Deep breathes. Just take deep breaths. Then

explain what happened ok?”

Max took several deep breaths as his breathing slowed down

and explained the situation.

“These- two boys’- they put me inside the locker- hate small

spaces...”

“When I get my hands on those 2 pieces of...”

“Hey, take it easy Jason we need to make sure Max doesn't

have a heart attack; besides we’ll get them back for this

anyway.”

Max who has calmed down gets back up.

“Thanks guys but shouldn’t we get to class?”

The 3 boys went inside the packed classroom and sat with 3

empty desks in the front row.

The teacher walked into the classroom. He was wearing a

formal black tuxedo with a red bowtie and had his hands firmly

clamped behind his back.

“Morning class.”

“Good morning Mr. Orion.” The class said unenthusiastically.

That is when it hit Max it would be a long school year.

Chapter 2: Lunch Break

Mr. Orion circled the front of his desk.

“Ok class, listen up; we have a new student and I know that you

all have trouble with new student introductions but let’s try

being considerate this time?”

The class all sighed as Max got up from his desk and walked to

the front of the class.

“Hello everyone! My name is Max, I am new here and in 10th

grade.”

“Hello Max”

“Thank you, Max.

”

Max returned to his desk as Orion went back to the front of the

class.

“Now class listen up we have a lot to go over since summer

ended now let’s get started.”

After 2 hours of catching up the bell rang as everyone headed

out of the classroom to an early lunch.

“That class felt like it was going on forever...”

“Look on the bright side Jason, at least we eat earlier!”

“Too bad I'm not looking forward to what they SERVE there.”

The 3 boys headed into the packed cafeteria waiting in line.

While both Jason and Cody were either tapping their feet or

using their phone respectively, impatiently waiting to get in

front, Max patiently waited as he heard a voice behind him.

“Hey, are you 3 going to move anytime soon?”

Max turned around and saw who was speaking to him.

A girl no taller than Max with black hair with purple pigtail

highlights, small bangs only slightly masked her green eyes,

wore a subtle shade of eyeliner, and wearing a mid-riff shirt

sporting the design of a poster of R rated horror movie and

seemed much like everyone else at the school extremely

apathetic towards everyone.

Max stopped in his tracks and stared with a flushed and beat

red face his body shaking like a mild earthquake, as both Jason

and Cody turned around.

“Hey, look pal this line’s longer then my-.”

“Oh, it’s you Cindy.”

“Long time no see you two. I am surprised that you found

another friend, even if he is weird...”

Both boys noticed Max’s lovestruck expression towards Cindy.

“YO MAX!” Jason said loudly to get Max’s attention and get him

out of his trance.

“Oops! Sorry, I got distracted... The line is just taking way too

long... and I zoned out for a bit…”

And just then, the 4 of them reached the front, collected their

lunch, and went to different lunch tables.

“Um... guys? You ever feel butterflies in your stomach when

you see someone?”

“Wait are you implying that you like Cindy?”

“What? Uh... no. I mean. Yes. I mean. Uh...”

“Max, not to come off like a jerk by saying this, but don’t you

think she is WAY out your league?”

“What do you mean by that?”

“Well, we just think that she is.

“How do I put this nicely...”

“She’s probably not into you dude.”

“But why wouldn’t she? I mean I am friendly, kind, patient...”

“And ALL that is what people in this school aren’t like.” Cody

said.

“Look Max it is ok if you like her, it is just that she might look

for other options.

” Jason added.

“What are you 3 talking about?” Cindy asked as she walked up

to the boys.

“OH HI. UM. Nothing Cindy. Just boys’ talking about you know...

Boy stuff...”

“Right... Well classes are going to start up again soon so try and

not be late this time all right?”

“Yeah... Yeah...”

All the while Max was still at a loss for words looking at Cindy,

almost struggling to make eye contact with her.

“See you around dorks.”

At this point Max buries his face on the table in

embarrassment.

“Yep, ok he likes her.”

Just then the bell rang signifying needing to head back to class

as the 3 headed back Jason notices something.

“Ugh not this thing again.”

“What is it?”

“Back to school Prom... the most worthless day of the year.”

“Why worthless? It seems fine to me.”

“Max that “prom” is HELL ON EARTH. It is never fun there, and

Drake and Lyle are at their absolute WORST during it as well.”

“Come on guys you could try and have some fun during it that’s

the point, isn’t it?”

“Yeah, right try and have fun when the resident bullies be

ruthless to you, and you can’t get a date from anyone in the

school.” Jason said irritated.

“You mean I don’t count?” Cody said in exaggerated disbelief.

“Of course, you count.”

The 3 keep discussing the prom as they head back to class.

“Alright class before our final class starts, I need all of your

attention at the moment and it’s about a certain upcoming

event.”

The class all sighed in annoyance knowing what was about to

be brought up.

“As hopefully all of you know, the back-to-school prom is in 2

days on Friday, and I hope to see all of you there. I know that

you hate doing so but at least try to find someone to take with

you before then and look your best as well.”

“And what happens if we don’t?”

“Let’s not worry about that right now Max.”

“Alright class let’s get started.”

Max could not concentrate, his mind was racing thinking about

how Orion worded it thinking to himself, (“What would happen

if I did not get a date? Would something bad happen? Would I

fail the class?”) Max tried to keep the thoughts out of his mind

as he tried to focus on the class.

The final bell rang signaling that the buses had arrived.

Chapter 3: Prom Preparations

“Goodbye guys, see you tomorrow!”

The bus dropped Max off back home, and he went inside.

“Welcome home honey! How was your first day?

“It was great! Albeit a little different than what I was

expecting…”

“Well, hey everyone’s first day is going to be different.”

“Did you make any friends?”

“Yeah, only two so far though…”

“It’s ok dear besides it’s your first day.”

“Did you meet any girls you liked?”

Max was immediately flustered and became defensive.

“What! Uh… no. Erm… maybe…”

“Darling come on! He just got back from his first day!”

“Hey, I’m just saying the boy is in high school he’s going to

catch feelings for of them eventually I just want to get him to

lift a weight off his shoulders.”

“Pay no attention to him dear, it’s fine.”

“Oh, and before I forget your teacher called us earlier about a

back-to-school prom so we should start getting you ready since

it’s at the end of the week.”

At this point Max’s heart is moving at a billion miles per hour

trying to think straight.

“Now get your stuff ready honey we’ll be leaving soon to get

everything.”

Meanwhile at Jason’s house.

“Jason, I need your help with something.”

Jason was listening to metal music in his headphones in his

room with metal band hip hop group posters everywhere with

a cd player on his desk before she called and went downstairs

in annoyance.

“Yes mom…”

“I need you to help your father get to the other end of the shelf

while I’m out getting your stuff for prom, ok?”

“Ok mom.”

“Good love you honey.”

“Love you too.”

Jason’s mom heads out the door he turns to get a small urn and

takes it over to a small shelf above a fireplace.

Jason then went back upstairs and investigated his parent's

room sighing staring at the box full of vinyl records of old music

labeled as “Ryan.”

He heads back into his room, opens, and exits through the

window to try and clear his head.

Meanwhile at Cody’s house.

Cody’s room had movie and video games posters covering the

walls. His tv was hooked up to a game system with a certain X

shaped logo on the front and controller. The tv brightly shined

of an open field environment covered with aliens of various

shapes and sizes playing as a green armored soldier mowing

them down.

Cody while trying to focus on his game he hears a knock on the

door.

“Cody dear you in there?”

“Yes, grandma I’m here.”

His grandma walks in.

“I heard there’s an event happening at your school soon you

want to go out and get the thing you need for it?”

“No grandma it’s fine I’m not in a shopping mood today…”

“Look Cody I understand that you are not taking the whole

“parents leaving you with me thing well…”

“They abandoned me is the word you’re looking for.”

“Regardless, I know your still mad about that but understand

that I’m still here for you and if you ever want to talk to me

then you just have to ask.”

Cody sighs as he un pauses his game and gets back into play.

Back with Max, him, and his parents, they reached the store.

“Ok which suit do you want Max?”

Max scanned the various tuxedos and tried to find the correct

one for him.

“I like the one with the yellow bowtie.”

Back at Cody’s house he hears his window open and turns to

see who it is startled.

“Jeez dude give me a heads-up next time you want to sneak in.”

Jason climbed inside.

“Hey, look my mom is going to be gone for a while I just

thought you would need some company since your grandma

just left.”

Jason looks over to the console.

“Now are you going to pass me a controller or what?”

“Knock yourself out.”

Jason sits next to Cody as they both play.

“Hey Jason, I got a question for you.”

“Go for it.”

“Do you think Max will be fine during the prom? Like as in he

will find someone for it?”

“Maybe. Why do ask?”

“Because nearly everyone in that school all act like pricks and I

don’t want Max to end up asking one of them you know.”

“Bro most people at the school don’t care about the prom.”

“Max does and I don’t want it to be ruined for him even If we

don’t care let’s at least let him have this alright.”

“Ok I guess… but like who would he even ask to go to it?”

“I mean he likes Cindy so maybe he can ask her?”

“You do remember I said that she’s probably way out his

league, right?”

“That’s not the point man I’m saying since it’s his first year here

I feel he should at least have a date for prom this year you

know?”

“I guess… but he’s going to have to ask her first though.”

Back with Max he returned home from the store with his

parents, he walked up to his parents' room to see his mom

sitting on the edge of the bed watching a game show on the tv

preparing to ask her a question.

“Hey mom can I ask you something?”

“Yes Max?”

“You know how I said that there wasn’t a girl in the school I

liked…”

“Let me guess there’s one you like?”

“Ye- Yes…”

“It is okay Max just tell her how you feel about her after you get

to know her of course. Plus, you need a date for the prom,

right?”

“I know it’s optional but I’m nervous to ask anyone…”

“Hey, your father was just as nervous when asking me to be his

date so try and get across your feelings naturally.”

“Ok. Thanks mom!”

Over at Cindy’s house.

Cindy sat in her room typing away on her phone. Her room was

covered in posters of rock and R&B artists. Various photos of

her with other boys and her parents had a large X over them in

red pen ink, with only one picture without an X on it. It was a

photo of Cindy and her brother.

Cindy then heard a knock at her door.

“What do you want Luis?”

“Just wanted to check in on you since I just got back from work

open the door.”

Cindy sighed as she got up and opened the door.

“You’ve got that look again, what’s bothering you, Cindy?”

“Nothing.”

“That is a sign that something IS bothering you. Is this about

that prom at school?”

“How’d you guess?”

“I’m lucky.”

“Look I already got the dress you already know how fast I work

when it comes to upcoming events.”

Cindy opened her closet door showing a black dress with purple

highlights on it.

“You are still using that sewing machine in the basement I see.

Well do you have anybody to take to the prom?”

“Don’t be stupid of course not why would I? It is pointless

anyway.”

“Hey, I am just trying to look out for you ever since we… “left”

Mom and Dad, I have been working overtime at work more

often to try and provide for both of us I know things are rough

right now I just want you to have some form a joy.”

“I already was so just start going back to whatever you were

going to do.”

“Fine… just remember you need to get the recycling bin from

the basement, ok?”

“Yeah yeah…”

Luis closed the door and left. Cindy sighed as she plopped down

on her bed, in which she let her mind wander for a while, trying

to take her mind off everything her brother said.

“That prom is so dumb even if I wanted to go with someone

although I’m still wondering about that new kid sitting next to

Jason and Cody, I never got his name though…I'll get it

tomorrow when I ask him.” Cindy thought to herself.

[hoperays-song]

Favourite Outfits Made For Fics PT.1

Original Post:

https://www.tumblr.com/hoperays-song/726065505478344704/i-know-i-never-have-mentioned-this-except-in-like?source=share

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Ok! So, I made a post awhile back talking about how I have folders of costume design for characters and if anyone wants to see anything in particular to let me know, and someone asked for any outfits that I'm particularly proud of that I've made for my fics!

I've really been looking forward to this so, I'm gonna show off a few of my favourites in terms of pure design here! These were the ones that were the most fun to design in my opinion, aka, Nooshy's interview outfit and Porsha's new casual clothes!

*Reminder that all of my stuff for fics is placed in the human au so the clothes fit into that too*

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Nooshy's Interview Outfit:

So one of my favourite headcanons of Nooshy is that she loves bright colours and contrasting patterns and will dress deliberately very mismatched. This causes her clothes to be pretty memorable a lot of the time, even when she's just wearing borrowed clothes from her brother or friends. However, her interview outfit is a time where I really let this shine.

Ok so:

The main attention draw of Nooshy's outfit is a very shiny silver jacket with fringe that matches silver boots that they wear as well.

As for her shirt, it looks like just a purple button up but is actually iridescent fabric, so it looks more magenta-ish in certain lighting and with movement.

The only seemingly plain things of the outfit are black shorts and a plain black choker but the rest of her accessories are neon green and magenta, including their earrings, bracelets, and they changed her laces to be neon green too.

I really like this one because I think it shows Nooshy's very out there and bold personality as well as being one of the most unique, in terms of style, outfits I've ever made.

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Porsha's New Casual Clothes:

So Porsha's original outfit was very much like her dad's in terms of color scheme and I really wanted to make an outfit that was a bit more colourful like her personality was. I kept a bit of designer clothes in there but I really wanted it to showcase the fact that I headcanon her to be living with Buster and Eddie now, so she's probably not going to be decked head to toe in it anymore.

Ok so:

I am a firm believer in giving these kids jewelry so Porsha is decked out in a gold anklet, chokers, and moon earrings (to honour her connection to Moon Theatre now).

The same is with her sunglasses, I switched the from something very crystal-like to a sun and moon design to show her affiliation with New Moon Theatre.

I wanted to add a jean jacket like she had before but made it much simpler with just a yellow stripe instead of the fancy sleeves of before. The yellow also represents cheerfulness and I wanted to keep that running as a good descriptor of Porsha's character.

The jeans are just plain white because of the tons of detail elsewhere on the outfit, like the desert on the shirt representing Redshore and the stars on her shoes alluding to her role in Out Of This World.

I like this version of Porsha's outfit as it's a lot more colourful yet still more toned down than her original. I think this would be a good way of showing her leaving a life of luxury and showing the importance the show and troupe have come to have for her.

[echantedtoon]

Angel x Marx

"Next." "But you didn't hear the whole song!," screeched the angry female on stage. "Look, Lady....I'm looking for a female MODEL! Not a female singer. Now, if you would please,......MOVE ON!" Grumbling and cussing, she left the stage. The male watched as she disappeared before covering his face in his hands and groaning. How was he supposed to find a model in time for the big event? All of the women that showed up were all too fat. yoo short. Too skinny. Too busty. Not busty enough. Or didn't get the memo about the model part of the auditions. "Castello's gonna kill me...." "Hello~. Are auditions still open?" "No. No they're not," he said not looking up. "But, I think you'd want to see this.~" "Look, Lady!" His head snapped up. "I don't ....!.......Angel?!" The spider demon smirked down at the horrified dragon shapshifter. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!," he shrieked. "I was bored and saw yer ad in the paper. Yer lookin' for a model.~" "Yes. A FEMALE model. You're a guy!" The spider pouted before holding up what looked like a newspaper clipping to his face. "This says, and I quote.....Wanted. A young feminine model, preferably 6 ft, with nicely toned skin and be able to fill a swim suit. ......I can be very feminine and.....about 6 ft." "YOU can wear a swim suit AND look like a girl? This I gotta see." He smiled." Does this mean I get the part?" Marx sighed. "........Ok. I'll give you a trial run. But, that doesn't mean you get the part. We'll just see what you can do." "Alrighty, Marxy.~ What do I have ta do?" He pointed backstage. "There's a ladies dressing room back there. Go and get all girlied up. If I like what I see, you get the part. If I don't .....then I'll just deal with Castello's yelling." "Okie dokie." Marx tried not to snicker as he watched Angel strut away. "This is gonna be rich." -1 hour later- He impatiently tapped his finger against the arm of his seat. "How long does it take to put on a dress and make up?!," he shouted. "Hold the h-ll on! I'm comin'! It takes a while to tie a ribbon just right!," Angel shouted back. "This better be worth my time! I don't have time to deal with.....!.....your......antics?" He trailed off as Angel walked on stage. Indeed he looked very feminine. With puffy pink hair, nicely applied make up, and a shiny red velvet, bikini like outfit with a matching giant bow tied behind. Along with a matching choker and boots. ".........Molly?" Angel shook his head. "........Angel?" He smiled." Yes?~" "You look....." "Like a girl?~" He slowly nodded. "Well, what do ya think, Mr. Producer?~," Angel said in a feminine voice," Did I make the cut?~" Marx cleared his throat before standing up and walking over to the stage. He climbed up and went to Angel. "Well, let's see." He began to walk around the demon. He examined his body and outfit he had choosen. Pulling it here and there to make sure it was correctly put on, and not loose anywhere. While he was checking the chest part, he didn't notice the figure come in through the side stage. Angel smiled and tried not to laugh. "..........What exactly are you doing?" "Eep!" He spun around. "B-Boss!" The snake starred at him with an eyebrow raised."........I came to see if you found the model we needed, but apparently I interrupted something." Angel snickered while Marx blushed a deep crimson. "Ounce you two are done, have her ready for the photoshoot.'' He walked around them to the exit doors. He stopped and looked back." And Molly, tell Angel to stop harassing Marx. His complaining is giving me a headache." He exited the door leaving a laughing Angel and flustered Marx. "Hmhmhmhmm. So........you wanna inspect me some where more private?~" "SHUT UP!"